%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Mournful Shepherd:/ OR/ The Torment of Loving, and not being Lov'd again./ A SONG made by a Gentleman who Dyed for his cruel Mistriss./ No Torment can be found no greater pain/ Then truly Loving and not Lov'd again;/ For thats a strange Disease which Racks the mind,/ Still routs the Judgment, and does Reason blind:/ Raises a Civil War, distracts the Soul,/ Whilst Fancy like a Raging Sea does roul:/ The Lovers dreams of nothing but strange Charms./ And often thinks his Mistris in his Arms;/ But Waking finds he did embrace a Shade/ Which all his hopes with it he had Convey'd. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1683 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 03/13/2008 21371

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3.356 R234476 1 a Pleasant New Tune, called Could man his Wish Obtain, &c./ Play'd and Sung at the King's Play-House. Could Man His Wish Obtain A Pleasant New Tune, Called Could Man His Wish Obtain, etc. Played and Sung at the King's Playhouse. COuld man his wish obtain,/ how hapyy would he be; date from Simpson Pepys 3.356 Wing M2989 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: 356 The Mournful Shepherd:/ OR/ The Torment of Loving, and not being Lov'd again./ A SONG made by a Gentleman who Dyed for his cruel Mistriss./ No Torment can be found no greater pain/ Then truly Loving and not Lov'd again;/ For thats a strange Disease which Racks the mind,/ Still routs the Judgment, and does Reason blind:/ Raises a Civil War, distracts the Soul,/ Whilst Fancy like a Raging Sea does roul:/ The Lovers dreams of nothing but strange Charms./ And often thinks his Mistris in his Arms;/ But Waking finds he did embrace a Shade/ Which all his hopes with it he had Convey'd. The Mournful Shepherd: OR The Torment of Loving, and not being Lov'd again. A SONG made by Gentleman who Dyed for his cruel Mistriss. No Torment can be found no greater pain Then truly Loving and not Lov'd again; For thats a strange Disease which Racks the mind, Still routs the Judgment, and does Reason blind: Raises a Civil War, distracts the Soul, Whilst Fancy like a Raging Sea does roul: The Lovers dreams of nothing but strange Charms. And often thinks his Mistris in his Arms; But waking finds he did embrace a Shade Which all his hopes with it he had Convey'd. The Mournful Shepherd: Or the Torment of Loving, and Not Being Loved Again. A Song Made by a Gentleman Who Died for His Cruel Mistress. No Torment Can Be Found No Greater Pain then Truly Loving and Not Loved Again; For that's a Strange Disease Which Racks the Mind, Still Routs the Judgment, and Does Reason Blind: Raises a Civil War, Distracts the Soul, Whilst Fancy Like a Raging Sea Does Roll: The Lover's Dreams of Nothing but Strange Charms. And Often Thinks His Mistress in His Arms; But Waking Finds He Did Embrace a Shade Which All His Hopes With it He Had Conveyed. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 190 x 312 cropped top edge vertical rule and cast fleurons 1683 Printed for P. Brooksby at the Sign of/ the Golden Ball in Pye-Corner. P. Brooksby Weinstein: Simpson

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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 3/13/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate 3/13/2008 Checker Kris McAbee Transcription Corrected 9/13/07 Checker Rachel Mann Transcription checked, metadata updated, XML created 8/18/06 Transcriber Eric Nebeker Original transcription 8/31/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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C Ould man his wish obtain, how hapyy would he be; But wishes seldome gain, And hopes are but in vain, if Fortunes disagree: Pitty you Powers of Love, our Infelicity;
Why should the Fates Conspire To frustrate my desire, Since Love's the gentle fine that keeps the World alive: But me it puts to pain, My Wishes are in vain, Nor promise any hope to gain. I love and still I view, but dare not tell my mind, Should I my flames pursue, I might that Bliss undo, which is for her design'd, A Bliss that's far above, more lasting, rich and kind: Though hopes succesless prove, My heart shall ne'r remove, From wishing of her Love, in Fortunes Triumph led; And thou she banish me, If she but happy be, 'twill please my Ghost when I am dead, Much lke a Tyrant sits th' insulting Prince of Love, And with his Arrows hits Poor Mortals as it fits, his humour from above;
But pitty I implore, O let some pitty move: But ah what is my Error, when love thus proves a Terror, That is the worlds-bright Mirror, and guides the Starry frame; The flame that's in my breast, Alas disturbs my rest, Since I of hopes am dispossest. Thou Center of my joy, the fairest of her kind, Does still with frowns destroy, My Bliss by proving Coy, whilst Love torments my mind: And scorches me in pain, that I no quiet find: Pitty some gnetle power And rain a golden Shower, For sure nought else can wooe her to cool my raging Flame: Alas, that Gold should prove The Orb that still does move the happy Sphere of sacred love.
O're Hills and Rocks I stray through fields and gloomy shade I take my restless way, To Venus oft I pray, to grant me speedy aid, And pitty my distress, oh how the cruel Maid: Whose eyes do lightning bear, Which blast me with despair, And takes me in Loves snare, nor can I thence escape: But struggle there in vain, And still does suffer pain, Witness ye Founts and Springs, Groves, & each pleasant Mead, Each warbling Bird that sings, And spreads his airy wings; and bleeting flocks that feeds: How cruel the fair Nymph to me has ever been. But Tyrant love no more, To persecute give o're, Keep keep, you shafts in store, of them there is no need: For lick the Swan, now I To sing my last leave try, Which done, I thus lye down & dye. He dies.
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Printed for P. Brooksby at the Sign of the Golden Ball in Pye-Corner .