%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Sorrowful Ladies Complaint / [?] damosel Lamenteth the loss of her Lover, who behaved himself very Valiantly in a late / Engagement at Sea, but at last was unfortunately Slain. / This Stories known both far and wide, / To Holland's wonder, England's Pride; / Come therefore every Loyal heart, / And in my burden bear a part. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1672-1696 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 05/05/2008 21857

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4.195 R234878 1 The Earl of Sandwich farewel Digby's farewell The Earl of Sandwich Farewell ONe morning I walk'd by my self on the shoar, / When the Tempest did sing, and the Waves they did / roar, Of ah! ah! ah! my Love's dead, / There is not a Bell / But a Triton's shell, / To ring, to ring, to ring my Love's knell. [with variations] MY Love lies now in his watry Grave, / And hath nothing to shew for his Tomb but a Wave, Of ah! ah! my Love's dead, / There is not a Bell / But a Triton's shell, / To ring, to ring, to ring my Love's knell. [with variations] cropped title: The Sorrowful Ladies Comp[laint] / [?] damosel Lamenteth the loss of her Lover . . .; cropped title: The second part, [To t]he same Tune; second part first line unclear: M[y] Love lies now in his watry Grave,; imprint unclear: London, Printed for Phillip Brooksby, at the Hospital[-]gate, / in West=smith-field. Pepys 4.195 Wing S4713 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: 195 The Sorrowful Ladies Complaint / [?] damosel Lamenteth the loss of her Lover, who behaved himself very Valiantly in a late / Engagement at Sea, but at last was unfortunately Slain. / This Stories known both far and wide, / To Holland's wonder, England's Pride; / Come therefore every Loyal heart, / And in my burden bear a part. The Sorrowful Ladies Comp[laint] [How a] Damosel Lamenteth the loss of her Lover, who behaved himself very Valiantly in a late Engagement at Sea, but at last was unfortunately Slain. This Stories known both far and wide, To Holland's wonder, England's Pride; Come therefore every Loyal Heart, And in my burden bear a part. The Sorrowful Lady's Complaint: How a Damsel Lamented the Loss of Her Lover, Who Behaved Himself Very Valiantly in a Late Engagement at Sea, but at Last Was Unfortunately Slain. This Story's Known Both Far and Wide, to Holland's Wonder, England's Pride; Come Therefore Every Loyal Heart, and in My Burden Bear a Part. The second part, To the same Tune. The second Part, [to the] same Tune: The Second Part, to the Same Tune. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 200 x 286 cropped left edge, torn top edge, holed, creased and damged surface, uneven inking horizontal rule 1672-1696 London, Printed for Phillip Brooksby, at the Hospital-gate, / in West=Smith-field. Philip Brooksby BBTI

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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 5/5/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Sea animals/nature death love maritime mythology/Classicalworld 05/05/08 Checker Rachel Mann Metadata updated, xml created 07/02/07 Checker Rachel Mann Ballad checked 2006 Transcriber Summer J. Star Original transcription 10/29/2004 Bibliographer Liberty Stanavage Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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ONe morning I walk'd by myself on the shoar, When the Tempest did sing and the Waves they did roar, Yet the voice of the winds and the waters was drown'd, By the pittiful cry and the sorrowful sound, Of ah! ah! my Love's dead, There is not a Bell But a Triton's shell, To ring, to ring, to ring my Love's knell, It troubled me much when I heard all her grief, But hoping it might not be past all Relief, I followed the voice till at last I espy'd, A sorrowful Lady, and all that she cry'd, Was ah, ah, ah, my Love's dead, There is not a Bell, But a Triton's shell, To ring, to ring, to ring my Love's knell. A handsomer Damosel sure never were seen, With a face like an Angel, a Robe like a Queen, A Voyce like a Syren, and Eyes like a Dove, Yet ever she cry'd for the losse of her Love; Ah, ah, ah, my Loves dead, etc.
When my Love was alive his courage was such, He conquered the Dane, and affrighted the Dutch, He ventur'd to shew he ne'r fear'd to dye, But woe be to me that for ever must cry, Ah, ah, ah, my Love's dead, There is not a Bell, But a Triton's shell, To ring, to ring, to ring my Love's knell. Surrounded with Ships and asaulted by Foes, He stoutly received, and returned their blows; So well he did manage his Ship in the strife, That he never would yeild till he yeilded his life, Ah, ah, ah, my Love's dead, etc. To recal him to life, Oh what would I give? But since he is dead, 'tis no pleasure to live, He ventur'd for me, and shall I be afraid, To dye for my love? it shall never be said: Ah, ah, ah, my Loves dead, There is not a Bell, But a Triton's shell, To ring, to ring, to ring my Love's knell.
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M[Y] Love lies now in his watry Grave, And hath nothing to shew for his Tomb but a Wave, I'le kisse his dear lips, then the Corral more Red, That grows where he lies in his watry Bed, Ah, ah, ah, my Love's dead, There is not a Bell, but a Tryton's shell, To ring, to ring, to ring my Loves knell. The Oriential Pearl, which the Ocean bestows, We'l mix with a Corral, a Crown to compose: The Sea Nymps shall grieve, and envy our blisse, We'l teach them to love and like Cockels to kisse, Ah, ah, ah, my Love, dead, There is not a Bell, but a Trytons shell; To ring, to ring, to ring my Loves knell. Ile go to my Love that lies in the deep, And in my imbraces my dearest shall sleep, When awake, the kind Dolphins together shall throng, In Chariots of Shells to convey him along. Ah, ah, ah, my Loves dead, There is not a Bell, but a Trytons shell; To ring, to ring, to ring my Loves knell. And just as she spoke, she was casting her self From the top of a Rock on a dangerous shelf, But I being neer her made hast to her aid, And sav'd her from falling, when just she had said Ah, ah, ah, my Loves dead, There is not a Bell, But a Trytons shell, To ring, to ring, to ring my Loves knell. Fair Lady, said I, whether Maiden or Wife, Your death will not call the departed to Life: Loves fire goes out at the losse of the Fuel, And though you be constant, you need not be cruel. Ah! what though your Loves dead, Yet he had a Bell, Not a Trytons shell To ring, to ring, to ring out his knell. She started to find this unhappy surprize, With grief in her face, and disdain in her eyes, She told me my kindness had done her much wrong, And pray'd me to bear but a part in her Song: Ah, ah, ah, my Loves dead, There was not a bell, But a Trytons shell, To ring, to ring, to ring out his knell.
London, Printed for Phillip Brooksby, at the Hospital-gate, in West-smith-field.