%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Unnatural Mother:/ OR,/ The two Loyal Lovers Fatal Overthrow./The Mother she would not agree,/ he should her Daughter have;/ So they did part, she broke her Heart,/ her Portion was the Grave. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1675-1696 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/16/2007 21738

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4.72 R187649 1 an Excellent New Tune An Excellent New Tune VVhen first of all I began for to Wooe,/ I loved a Bonny Lass as my Life, uneven inking, imprint: Pri[n]ted for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, and/ J. Back. Pepys 4.72 Wing U86D 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. 4: 72 The Unnatural Mother:/ OR,/ The two Loyal Lovers Fatal Overthrow./The Mother she would not agree,/ he should her Daughter have;/ So they did part, she broke her Heart,/ her Portion was the Grave. The Unnatural Mother: OR, The two Loyal Lovers Fatal Overthrow. The Mother she would not agree, he should her Daughter have; So they did part, she broke her Heart, her Portion was the Grave. The Unnatural Mother: Or, the Two Loyal Lovers Fatal Overthrow. The Mother She Would Not Agree, He Should Her Daughter Have; So They Did Part, She Broke Her Heart, Her Portion was the Grave. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?210 x 290 cropped right edge, creased, holed and damaged surface, set-off from opposite page visible horizontal and vertical rules 1675-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, and/ J. Back. P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Back. PBA

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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 8/16/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant and Unfortunate country/nation death family/procreation love marriage military/war punishment servitude 08/16/07 Checker Rachel Mann Transcription checked, Metadata added, XML created 08/15/07 Checker Jessica Murphy Transcription checked 08/16/06 Transcriber Kris McAbee/Jessica Murphy Original Transcription 9/13/2004 Bibliographer LS Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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WHen first of all I began for to Wooe. I loved a Bonny Lass as my Life, And every day I did kindness show, yet ne'er could obtain her to be my Wife. I served her Father for seven long years, I served her Father right faithfully, From morning till noon and from noon until night and all to enjoy her good company. My service and labour I counted as play, for had it been twenty long years and more, I'd think it as short as a Winter's day, enjoying my Love whom I did adore To her I did often reveal my Love, she gave me her hand, with her heart and all, And proved as true as the tender Dove, I cannot complain of my Love at all. As soon as her Parents did understand that I to their Daughter did bear good will,
They studied to ruine us out of hand, and this is the cause of my sorrow still. I talk'd with her Mother right secretly, but I had no sooner declar'd my mind, But she lock'd her up in a Chamber high, and made her a Prisoner close confin'd. Then under her Window with Musick sweet, and many sweet Sonnets I'd serenade; There I with my amorous Love did meet, until at the length we were both betray'd. For when her own Mother at length did hear, that under her Window I often came, She Tyrant-like was the more severe, no Mother was ever so much to blame. Her innocent Daughter she took straightway, and bound her with Chains in a Dungeon deep; Not suffering her to behold the day, but there she in sorrow did sigh and weep.
Her Mother afforded her no relief, but let her in showers of Tears lament, My heart it was ready to break with Grief, to think of the Torments she underwent. I being surrounded with Grief and Woe, to think of my true Love's misery; A Soldier to Flanders I streight did go, I valu'd not what would become of me. Now while in brave Flanders I did remain, and youthful young Lasses appear'd in view; The thoughts of my Love did increase my pain, and likewise my sorrow and grief renew. Then I took my Musket all in my hand, and cock'd and prim'd it immediately, And shot a Bullet towards fair England, the place where my Heart and my Love did lye. Soon after I crossed the Ocean main, unto the fair Banks of the English Shore, In order to see my true Love again, for whom I had many Months grieved sore. My Heart was streightways as heavy as Lead, as soon as her Father and Mother I see, Who told me their Daughter dear, she was dead, who broke her Heart for the Love of me. Oh then I was almost in despair, these Tydings did streightways my Soul surprize, I beat my Breast and tore my Hair, while Tears they did trickle down from my Eyes. My sorrowful ruine do's now appear, unnatural Parents, I well may say For why, you have Murder'd your Darli[ng] [De]ar, which might have liv'd many a happy day. My Pillow with sorrowful Tears I soak, without her I never can happy be; Farewel to the World, now my Heart is broke, my Dear, I'll lye down in the Grave with thee.
Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, and J. Back.