%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Oh! how I sigh when I think on the Man; &c:/ OR,/ The Amorous Virgin./ Who never till this time did fancy man,/ But she must love, let her do what she can: University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1681-1684 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/03/2008 21326

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3.310 R181197 1 a dainty new Tune, much Sung in the Duke of Yorks Play-House A Dainty New Tune, Much Sung in the Duke of York's Playhouse TO little or no purpose,/ I spent many a day, Manuscript Annotation: Love [P]leasant/ Volume [set-off from former opposite manuscript page] Pepys 3.310 Wing O189; Rollins (2) 1985 (Mch. 1, 1675, ii, 499) 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: 310 Oh! how I sigh when I think on the Man; &c:/ OR,/ The Amorous Virgin./ Who never till this time did fancy man,/ But she must love, let her do what she can: Oh! how I sigh when I think on the Man; etc: OR, The Amorous Virgin. Who never till this time did fancy man, But she must love, let her do what she can: Oh! How I Sigh When I Think on the Man; etc: or, the Amorous Virgin. Who Never Till This Time Did Fancy Man, but She Must Love, Let Her Do What She Can: 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 200 x 315 set-off from former opposite page visible 1681-1684 Printed for I. Wright, I. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger. J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger Blagden

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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 4/3/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant love marriage sex/sexuality 04/03/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph metadata added, xml created 03/12/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph transcription checked 08/14/2006 Transcriber Eric Nebeker original transcription 08/31/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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TO little or no purpose, I spent many a day, In ranging the Park, the Exchange and the Play: For ne'r in my Ramble, till now did, I prove, So lucky to meet with the man I cou'd love: But Oh! how I sigh when I think of the Man, I find I must love, let me do what I can. How long I shall love him, I can no more tell, Then had I a Feavour, when I should be well: My passion shall kill me before I will show it,
And yet I would give all the world he did know it: But Oh! how I sigh, when I think he should wooe me, I cannot deny what I know wou'd undo me. I always did wonder how Maids could love Men, How Ladies fell sick, when men Lov'd not agen: I could not tell where the blind Boy then did lurk, Or how the inticing temptations did work: But now I cry out, I dye for the man, Let wisdom and Reason, do all what they can.
HE is the most handsom'st, that ever I saw, For love hath no reason, and fancy no Law: Were all mens perfections contracted in one, Accomplished Gallant, 'tis himself alone: For Cupid I see is a very trappan, And I must love Charles, let me do what I can. When first I espy'd him, he dazel'd my eye; And flashes like Lighting, did thorow him flye: I blush'd, sigh'd and panted my Pulses did move, I am of opinion there's Witchcraft in love: But let love and reason, do all what they can, The Grave will have me, if I have not the man: I am so much perplext, sometimes I could find In my heart to go to him; and tell him my mind:
Why if I did so, what could he say then? Such boldness would make him not love me agen: A woman is strengthned much more then a man, But yet I love him, do all what I can. This amorous Virgin, was lying alone, Hid in a close Arbour and singing this Song. And lay in a posture, attired in a Dress, Would tempt a Percision unto Wickedness: But all her complaint was I must have the man, Or I shall be ruin'd, do all what I can. The man whom she fancy'd was up to the brim In love with her Person, as she was with him: And being i'th next arbour, where she made her moan, He scal'd a strong Wall, that was built all of Stone
And there he presents her the very same man, That must be her lover, do all what he can. They clung so together, no power could unloose 'um She hid her fond Blushes, in's neck, and his bosome And there to each other their Hearts they reveal, And tell those kind secrets, they cannot conceal: At last she is like to be blest with the man, That she must love do all what she can. They vow their affections, and there plight their troth They make up a Contract bound fast by an Oath: They wedded, they bedded, by her parents consents, The Maid hath her wishe, The Man his content: When providence orders, a maid and a man, They shall have each other, do all what they can.
Printed for J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.