%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Lamenting Shepherdess:/ OR,/ The Unkind Shepherd./ See here the pattern of true love,/ Whose Constancy out-vies the Dove;/ And though forsaken, still she crys/ She will be constant till she dyes. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1680-1682 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/23/2007 21384

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3.368 R188412 1 Cloris Awake Ah! Chloris Awake Cloris Awake AH! my Cruel Shepheard,/ so false and unkind, Yet whilst I have breath,/ I'le be constant to thee. [with variations; not final stanza] Pepys 3.368 Wing L296[B] 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: 368 The Lamenting Shepherdess:/ OR,/ The Unkind Shepherd./ See here the pattern of true love,/ Whose Constancy out-vies the Dove;/ And though forsaken, still she crys/ She will be constant till she dyes. The Lamenting Shepherdess: OR, The Unkind Shepherd. See here the pattern of true love, Whose Constancy out-vies the Dove; And though forsaken, still she crys She will be constant till she dyes. The Lamenting Shepherdess: Or, the Unkind Shepherd. See Here the Pattern of True Love, Whose Constancy Out Rivals the Dove; And Though Forsaken, Still She Cries She Will be Constant Until She Dies. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 204 x 293 cropped bottom and top edges, torn top edge, creased and damaged surface vertical rule and cast fleurons 1680-1682 Printed for J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger, and M. Coles. J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger, M. Coles 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 8/23/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate animals/nature death infidelity love 8/23/07 Checker Rachel Mann Transcription checked, Metadata updated, XML created; ESTC # found in bl.uk 8/21/06 Transcriber Summer Star Original Transcription 9/9/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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AH! my Cruel Shepheard, so false and unkind, To leave me forsaken, I find thou'rt inclin'd: But do thou prove false as a Shepherd can be: Yet whilst I have breath, I'le be constant to thee.
No Riches nor Honour shall ever perswade, No hopes or Preferment my heart shall invade: But I'le be contented in my mean degree: And whilst I have breath, I'le be constant to thee.
THough many young Gallants did seem to admire What nature had lent me, and Love did desire: Yet all these great offers were slighted you see: And whilst I have breath, I'le be constant to thee. Yea, many kind Shepherds have sigh'd out their moan: And vow'd they lov'd Cloris, yea, Cloris alone: But Cloris did scorn them, and would not agree: 'Cause whilst she had breath, she'd be constant to thee. Both gentle and simple have lov'd me in vain: They woo'd me, and su'd me, and yet do complain: Their loves are so fervent, no quiet can be: 'Cause whilst I have breath, I'le be constant to thee. Then tell me dear Shepherd, what fault canst thou find: Or why to thy Cloris art thou so unkind? Can nothing perswade thee more kinder to be? Since whilst I have breath, I'le be constant to thee.
Can my Prayers or my Tears with thee nothing prevail? Or art thou not grieved to see me look pale? Thou art the unkindest that Mortal e're see: Yet whilst I have baeath, i'le be constant to thee. Well, since it is so, that these pains I endure, And languish in Love, never hoping for Cure: I will beg of kind Death, that I may be set free: And whilst I have breath, i'le be constant to thee. That when thy unkindness procureth my doom, Some Poet shall write these sad Lines on my Tomb: Here lyeth the pattern of true Constancy, Who whilst she had breath, never changed could be. Although her false Shepherd would never be kind, No Riches or Honour could alter her mind: She vow'd to her Death, that she constant would be: So farewell false Shepherd, so cruel to me.
Printed for J. Wright[, J] Clarke[,] W. Thackeray[,] T. Passinger, and M. Coles.