%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Repentance too Late:/ Being fair Celia's complaint of the loss of her Virginity./ OR, The wronged Love finds no cure but Death./ Being a pleasant new play Song: As it is sung at the Theater/ Fair Celia's kind and trusts too much her Swain,/ Who once Enjoying her returns disdain,/ Courts other Virgins and neglects her quite/ What love he had is turned now to spite./ For which she grieves as her too quick belief/ And warns all Virgins by her doleful grief,/ How to beware of man whose false surprize,/ Had ruin'd her then lies her down and dyes. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1680 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/27/2007 21402

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3.386 R229032 2 Sad as Death Sad as Death Sad as Death Parthenia unto Cloe cryed Sitting by Yonder River Side Parthenia unto Chloe cried SAd as death at dead of night/ the fair complaining Caelia sat imprint unclear: London Printed for F. Coles. T. Ve<r>e. J. Wright. J. Clark./ W. Thackery, and T[.] Passenger[.]; date from Simpson Pepys 3.386 Wing R1046A 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: 386 Repentance too Late:/ Being fair Celia's complaint of the loss of her Virginity./ OR, The wronged Love finds no cure but Death./ Being a pleasant new play Song: As it is sung at the Theater/ Fair Celia's kind and trusts too much her Swain,/ Who once Enjoying her returns disdain,/ Courts other Virgins and neglects her quite/ What love he had is turned now to spite./ For which she grieves as her too quick belief/ And warns all Virgins by her doleful grief,/ How to beware of man whose false surprize,/ Had ruin'd her then lies her down and dyes. Repentance too Late: Being fair Celia's complaint for the loss of her Virginity. OR, The wronged Love finds no cure but Death. Being a pleasant new play Song: As it is sung at the Theater Fair Caelia's kind and trusts too much her Swain, Who once Enjoying her returns disdain, Courts other Virgins and neglects her quite What love he had is [t]urned now to spite. For which she grieves at her too quick belief And warns all Virgins by her doleful grief, How to beware of man whose false surprize. Had ruin'd her then lies her down and dyes. Repentance Too Late: Being Fair Celia's Complaint of the Loss of Her Virginity. Or, the Wronged Love Finds No Cure but Death. Being a Pleasant New Play Song: As it is Sung at the Theater Fair Celia's Kind and Trusts Too Much Her Swain, Who Once Enjoying Her Returns Disdain, Courts Other Virgins and Neglects Her Quite What Love He Had is Turned Now to Spite. For Which She Grieves as Her Too Quick Belief and Warns All Virgins by Her Doleful Grief, How to Beware of Man Whose False Surprise, Had Ruined Her Then Lies Her Down and Dies. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?215 x 316 cropped top edge, creased, uneven inking cast fleurons 1680 London Printed for F. Coles. T. Vere. J. Wright. J. Clark./ W. Thackery, and T. Passenger. F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, J. Clark, W. Thackery, T. Passenger. 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 8/27/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate advice death infidelity love sex/sexuality 8/27/07 Checker Rachel Mann Transcription checked, Metadata updated, XML created 8/17/06 Transcriber Summer Star Original transcription 9/9/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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Sad death at dead of night the fair complaining Caelia sat But one poor lamp was all her light whilst thus she reason'd with her fate. Why should man such triumphs gain and purchase such joy that gives us pain, Ah what glory can insue a helpless Virgin to undoe. Curs'd the night when curs'd the hour, when first he drew her to his Arms When Virtue was betray'd by power and yeilded to unlawful charms. When approach'd with all his fires arm'd with hopes and strong desires, S[i]g[h]s and tears and every vile with which the men the maids beguile.
Dream no more pleasures past since all thy torments are to come, The secret is made known at last and endless shame is now thy doom, The false fors[w]orn alass is gone and left thee here to dispair alone, Who that hears of Caelia's pain will never trust will never trust a man again. Eas'ly I believed his vows and yielded up my honour bright, For which hard fate no cure allows but it is never set in night. Come gentle death and ease my grief yeild poor Caelia some relief, Oh! lock me in thy cold embrace henceforth the Grave's my dwelling place.
Ah! and could he leave me thus weeping, the mourning Caelia cryed, Was't enjoyment wrought my curse oh! me that e'r had I but dy'd. Then to'th Elizium shades i'de gone a spotless Virgin now i'm none, But to'th woods my woe must sing till willing death my rescue bring. Cyp'rus shall o're shade my Tomb while on the blushing ground I lye, Where Violets and sweet Roses bloom I care not now for coming nigh. Since I have lost my Virgin state by trusting man such my hard fate, That proves perfidious and unjust and has to shame betray'd my trust. Cruel powers why have ye made Man so Majestick bright and fair, Alass was't only to invade poor silly Virgins to insnare. Undone by their too crafty wiles Alur'd into lovers fatal toiles, By the soft whispers of their breath which wound the love sick heart to death.
Like a Serpent that does lie under a bed of gaudy flowers, Whose smell and sight invites the eyes and ravish'd sence so that no power To shun they have but plucking strait they meet their unexpected fate, So men with sweet words they deceive till they have got their ends then leave. The yielding Virgin to possess for constant v[?]ws the wandring Air, To waile her own unhappiness for constant lovers now are rare. Words smooth as Oyl are soon so got oaths they suspend or value not, Her whom they swear now Angel bright when once enjoy[']d is black as night. Virgins all be warn'd by me who now must mourn my ill star'd fate Oh! trust not your virginity least love should turn to cruel hate. Which I have prov[']d for which I dye Heart-broken hear for ever lye, At which she sigh'd out her last breath and love and beauty left in death.
London Printed for F. Coles. T. Vere. J. Wright. J. Clark. W. Thackery, and T. Passenger.