%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Loves Quintessence./ Or, The Frolick on Hackney Marsh./ A comly Nymph, upon a fragrant Plain,/ Implor'd one hours pastime of her Swain/ But he deny'd, until a piercing Dart/ Created Love in him and smote his heart./ Then mutually they both imbrac't each other,/ And if their actions don't, no more will I discover. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 0-1689 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 09/10/2007 21287

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3.273 R188504 1 the new Scotch Tune, or in January last In January Last The New Scotch Tune, Or, In January Last DOwn in a pleasant Ualley/ by a River clear, or in Love I dye. [with variations; first 7 stanzas] Sweet Shepheard said the Damsel/ why so discontent or in Love I dye. [with variations; first 7 stanzas] Pepys 3.273 Wing L3282[A] Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 273 Loves Quintessence./ Or, The Frolick on Hackney Marsh./ A comly Nymph, upon a fragrant Plain,/ Implor'd one hours pastime of her Swain/ But he deny'd, until a piercing Dart/ Created Love in him and smote his heart./ Then mutually they both imbrac't each other,/ And if their actions don't, no more will I discover. Loves Quintessence. Or, The Frolick on Hackney Marsh. A comly Nymph, upon a fragrant Plain, Implor'd one hours pastime of her Swain But he deny'd, until a piercing Dart Created Love in him and smote his heart. Then mutually they both imbrac't each other, And if their actions don't, no more I will discover. To the new Scotch Tune, or in January last. Love's Quintessence. Or, the Frolick on Hackney Marsh. AComly Nymph, Upon a Fragrant Plain, Implored One Hour's Pastime of Her Swain but He Denied Until a Piercing Dart Created Love in Him and Smote His Heart. Then Mutually They Both Embraced Each Other, and if Their Actions Don't, No More Will I Discover. The second part The second part The Second Part 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 194 x 254 creased 0-1689 London Printed for J. Conyers at the Black Raven in Duck Lane. J. Conyers BBTI

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 Taxonomy used by Pepys to Organize Ballads in Albums A Small Promiscuous Supplement Devotion & Morality Drinking & Good Fellowship History - True & Fabulous Humour, Frollicks &c Love Pleasant Love Pleasant and Unfortunate Love Unfortunate Marriage Sea State & Times Tragedy Various Subjects Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/health alcohol animals/nature appearance Bible/biblical figures buildings/architecture catastrophe children class clothing/fashion country/nation crime death economics/trade entertainment family/procreation folklore gender historical figures & events holidays/seasons infidelity law London love maritime marriage military/war monstrosity mythology/Classical world news nobility/court politics/government punishment religious concepts religious figures religious types & sects royalty rural life servitude sex/sexuality supernatural/magic The New World travel trickery/deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgarities/crass humor Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 9/10/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant love rurallife sex/sexuality 9/10/07 Checker Liberty Stanavage Checked Transcription, x-balladed 7/28/06 Transcriber Eric Nebeker Original Transcription 8/30/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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D Own in a pleasant Valley by a River clear, The twentieth day of July in the prime of the year, As I was fishing all alone I heard a Virgin cry Be kind my dear Amphetus or in Love I dye.
She thought that none was near her but the Amorous Swain Therefore she lay down by him on the fragrant Plain But yet he could not understand which made her for to cry Be kind to me Amphetus or in Love I dye.
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The second part to the same tune.</hi> </seg>
Sweet Shepheard said the Damsel why so discontent Let mutual flames of Venus grief and care prevent That I like to a harmless Dove in blisful constancy May love my dear Amphetus until both shall dye. In this distressed passion ravisht with her love Desired that god Cupid would his fancy move And let her fold him in her arms or still she's forc'd to cry Be kind my dear Amphetus let not Nicee dye. At length by her implorings came a sudden Dart Which sorely pierc'd Amphetus to his very heart A wounding Nymph then said the youth what ailes thee for to cry I love my pretty Nicee and will till I dye. Lets bless this happy minute which we do injoy, And dedicate to Venus and her little boy These pleasures now which wel'e in-joy the effects of love to try For well I love fair Nicee and will till I dye. Thou art the fairest creature in the Universe Therefore I thank my Aspects For this sweet converse I could here ever be confind with thee my fate to try Because I love fair Nicee and will till I dye.
Then having now discovered the sequel of his mind Unto the Nymph fair Nicee strait to her grew kind. And throwing over one leg they soon were in conjunction Oh cryed out the faire Maid now I love thy Function. In this sweet amorous posture not long they did lye But out the youngster cryed truce or else I dye. If you will let me breath a fresh my vigor I will spend And give you future pleasure ere our mirth doth end. Then rest my dear Amphetus thou hast plaid thy part For in this pleasant conflict hast thou wone my heart. I thought things good in sympathy, but now I find it clear No knowledge like the practique part though sometimes bought dear. But now yov'e had th' fruition of my Maiden-head I hope my dear Amphetus Nicee you will wed. Then honestly reply'd the youth to marry's my intent And for to seal the bargain too't again they went. I seeing of this frolick and night almost come With speed I left my fishing homewards for to run. And left this pretty loving couple, on the mowed grass, To write in Ballet method what there came to pass.
Printed for J. Conyers at the Black Raven in Duck Lane.