%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Ladies Lamentation,/ OR, THE/ Commanders last Farewell,/ Who Valliantly lost his Life in the late Engagement; for the loss/ of whom his Loving Lady Laments. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1683-1703 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/15/2007 22115

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5.282 R234509 1 Languishing Swain He That Loves Best Must Suffer Most Languishing Swain IN London liv'd a Squire, where/ He long enjoy'd a Lady fair, Pepys 5.282 Rollins [1] 6:206-208; Wing ?L155B 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. 5: 282 The Ladies Lamentation,/ OR, THE/ Commanders last Farewell,/ Who Valliantly lost his Life in the late Engagement; for the loss/ of whom his Loving Lady Laments. The Ladies Lamentation, OR, THE Commanders last Farewell, Who Valliantly lost his Life in the late Engagement; for the loss of whom his Loving Lady Laments. The Lady's Lamentation, or, the Commander's Last Farewell, Who Valiantly Lost His Life in the Late Engagement; for the Loss of Whom his Loving Lady Laments. 1/2 sheet folio, 260 x 160 uneven inking horizontal and vertical rules, framed with funerary borders 1683-1703 Printed for C. Bates, next the Crown-Tavern in West-Smithfield. C. Bates 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 8/15/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate advice country/nation death love military/war virtue 08/15/2007 Checker Summer J. Star Ballad Checked; X-ballad performed 08/2006 Transcriber Jeffrey P. Hehymeyer Ballad Transcribed 10/13/2004 Bibliographer Margaret K. Sloan Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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I. IN London liv'd a Squire, where He long enjoy'd a Lady fair, At length he to the Wars must go, To face the proud insulting Foe. II. While Sailing in the Royal Fleet, By which the French was fairly beat, It was his Fortune then to fall In battle by a Cannon-Ball. III. The tydings came that he was slain, She wrung her hands and wept amain, And with lamenting cries, said she, My dear would I had dy'd for thee. IV. What Joy or Pleasure can I have, While he lies sleeping in the Grave, In whom I plac'd my chief delight, All pleasure now has taken flight. V. He's gone, I ne'er shall see him more, Behold the World cannot restore That fatal loss which I sustain, He now lies sleeping with the Slain. VI. The bloody wars by Land and Sea, Alas! may well lamented be; For while men do for Conquest strive, War parts the dearest Friends alive. VII. See women loose their Husbands here, And Parents too their Children dear: Thus while the Sword is drawn, we find, It causes grief to women-kind.
VIII. By true experience have I found Some thousands are encompast round, With grief and sorrow now this da'y, And I am so as well as they. IX. Mine eyes like streams & fountains flow, My heart's opprest with grief and woe, The loss of my brave Hero bold, is more to me than Crowns of Gold. X. Had I an Earthly Diadem, I'de fr[e]ely give it now for him; But had I that and ten times more, All this would not his Life restore. XI. The inward torment which I feel, I am not able to conceal: But to the world I here declare, My grief is more than I can bear. XII. Take hence my Jewels, Chains & Rings, Rich Diamonds, all such gawdy things, And Robes of Sable let me have, Now to go mourning to my Grave. XIII. Since thus I do in torment dwell, All Earthly glory now fare well, There's nothing stedfast here below, All things are turning too and fro. XIV. Alas my splendid glory bright, Was in a moment blasted quite, And I in strange confusion hurl'd, There's nothing stedfast in the world.
Printed for C. Bates, next the Crown-Tavern in West-Smithfield.