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3.322 R188009 1 Gerard's Mistress Gerard's Mistress Gerard's Mistress HOw fares/ my fair Leander? O vouchsafe to speak/ least my heart break, author name from Simpson Pepys 3.322 Wing E3837[C] 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: 322 An Excellent Sonnet of the Unfortunate Loves of Hero & Leander. An Excellent Sonnet of the Unfortunate Loves of Hero & Leander. An Excellent Sonnet of the Unfortunate Loves of Hero & Leander. Crouch, Humphrey 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 200 x 314 uneven inking vertical rules Printer Alex. Milbourn 1682-1703 Printed by and for Alex. Milbourn, in Green-Arbor-Court in the Little-Old-Baily. Alex. Milbourn PBA The date is extremely conjectural, based on Blagden's speculations about what happened with the partners between 1692-1712.

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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 4/7/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate death love marriage virtue 04/07/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph metadata added, xml created 03/27/2008 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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Hero. HOw fares My fair Leander? O vouchsafe to speak least my heart break, I banisht am from thy sweet company; "Tis not Thy Fathers anger can abase my love, I still will prove Thy faithful friend until such time I dye: Though fate And fortune do conspire, to interrupt our love, In spight of fate and fortunes hate, I still will constant prove: And though Our angry friends in malice, now our bodies parts Nor friends nor foes, nor scars nor blows, shall separate our hearts. Leander. What voice Is this that calls Leander from her Bower from yonder Tower, The Eccho of this voice doth sure proceed. Hero. Leander, 'Tis thy Hero fain would come to thee, if it might be; Thy absence makes my tender heart to bleed,
But oh! This pleasant River Hellisponet, which is the peoples wonder, Those waves so high do injury, by parting us asunder: And though There's Ferry-men good store, yet none will stand my friend, To waft me o're to that fair shore, where all my grief shall end. Leander. Hero, Though I am thy constant Lover still, and ever will, My angry Father is thy enemy: He still Doth strive to keep's asunder, now and then, poor Ferry-men, They dare not waft thee over lest they dye: Nor yet Dare they convey me unto my dear Hero now My Fathers rage will not asswage, nor will the same allow: Be patient Then dear Hero now, es I am true to thee, Even so [I] trust thou art as just, and faithful unto me,
Hero IS there No way to stay an angry Fathers wrath, whose fury hath Bereav'd his Child of comfort and content, Leander. O no, Dear Hero, there's no way that I do know, to ease my woe, My days of joy and comfort now are spent, You may As well go tame a Lyon in the wilderness, As to perswade my Fathers aid, to help me in distress: His anger And his River hath kept us asunder long, He hath his will, his humour still, and we have all the wrong. Hero. 'Tis not Thy fathers anger, nor his River deep, the which shall keep Me from the imbracements of my dearest friend For through This silver stream, my way I mean to take even for thy sake, For thy dear sake my dearest lite i'le spend: Though waves And winds should both conspire mine enemies to be, My love's so strong I fear no wrong, can happen unto me: O meet Me in thy Garden, where this pleasant River glides, Lend me thy hand, draw me to Land, what ever me betides. Now must I make my tender slender arms my Oars, help watery powers; Ye little fishes teach me how to swim; And all Ye sea-nymphs guard me unto yonder banks, i'le give you thanks, Bear up my body, strengthen every limb:
I come Leander now prepare thy lovely arms for me, I come dear love, assist me Jove, I may so happy be: But oh! A mighty Tempest rose, and he was drownd that Tide, In her fair sight, her hearts delight and so with grief she dy'd. But when Her aged father these things understands, he wrings his hands; And tears his hoary hair from off his head, Society He shuns, and doth forsake his meat, his griefs so great, And oft doth make the lowly ground his bed; O my Leander would that I had dy'd to save thy life, Or that I had, when I was sad, made thee brave Heros wife: It was My trespass, and I do confess I wronged thee Posterity shall know hereby the fault lay all in me. But since The waves have cast his body on the Land, upon the Sand, His Corps shall buried be in solemn wise, One Grave Shall serve them both & one most stately Tomb, she'll make him room, Although her Corps be breathless where she lies Ye fathers Have a special care now, whatsoe'r you do, For those that part true loyal hearts themselves were never true, Though Fate And Fortune cross poor Lovers, sometimes as we do know, Pray understand, have you no hand even in their overthrow.
Printed by and for Alex. Milbourn, in Green Arbor-Court in the Little-Old-Baily.