%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE/ LONDON TRAGEDY:/ OR,THE/ True Lover's Miserable Misfortunes:/ BEING/ An Account of a Mercer's Daugher who broke her/ Heart for the Love of her Father's eldest PRENTICE, who af-/ter her Death Drownded himself in Despair. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1664-1703 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/22/2008 22144

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5.308 R188468 1 Fond Boy Fond Boy Fond Boy IN London there lives a rich Mercer by Trade, / Who had one only Daughter a beautiful Maid, Pepys 5.308 Rollins (1) VII:139-141; Wing L2910[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. 5: 308 THE/ LONDON TRAGEDY:/ OR,THE/ True Lover's Miserable Misfortunes:/ BEING/ An Account of a Mercer's Daugher who broke her/ Heart for the Love of her Father's eldest PRENTICE, who af-/ter her Death Drownded himself in Despair. THE LONDON TRAGEDY: OR,THE True Lover's Miserable Misfortunes: BEING An Account of a Mercer's Daugher who broke her Heart for the Love of her Father's eldest PRENTICE, who after her Death Drownded himself in Despair. The London Tragedy: or, the True Lover's Miserable Misfortunes: Being an Account of a Mercer's Daugher Who Broke Her Heart for the Love of Her Father's Eldest Prentice, Who After Her Death Drowned Himself in Despair. 1/2 sheet folio, 260 x 185 cropped right and bottom edges, creased surface, uneven inking funerary border, 3 x 139; horizontal rules 1664-1703 Printed for J. Blare, on London-Bridge. J. Blare 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 4/22/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate affliction/health class love violence 04/22/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph metadata added, xml created 04/20/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph checked transcription 02/22/2008 Checker Kris McAbee checked transcription 09/13/2006 Transcriber Paxton Hehmeyer original transcription 10/18/2004 Bibliographer Maggie Sloan Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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IN London there lives a rich Mercer by Trade, Who had one only Daughter a beautiful Maid, An unfortunate Damsel as it will appear, When this tragical Ditty at large you shall hear; For the Arrows of Cupid had wounded her sore, Yet unknown to the Person whom she did adore. Her Father's head Prentice, sweet William by Name, Was belov'd by this Damsel, a secret flame Having kindl'd itsself in her ivory Breast, She could never enjoy one true Minute of rest, But in private she'd Weep and make pitiful Moan, Yet her Love to sweet William was clearly unkown. Then ringing her hands, Oh! she often did cry, There was never poor Soul so unhappy as I, Who am Languishing now at the point of Despair, For my Grief it is more then I'am able to bear; In passion of Love such sad torments I feel, Which I now am not able the least to conceal. I now am a Captive, though one I was free, It was Cupid that play'd the harsh Tyrant with me; Having wounded my Heart in a silent repose, Like a Lo[v]er distracted I straightways arose; When my soft golden Trusses in passion I tore, For I never had suffer'd such torment before. I feel how my languishing Spirits do faint, Yet it is but a [f]olly to make my complaint; There's no pleasure or joy in the World I behold, Therefore take hence my Robes of imbroidered Gold, As a Mourner this day to my Chamber I'll take, For the Fates has decre'd I shall dye for his sake.
Her Parents with Sorrow began to look sad, For she was their dear Darling and all that they had; Learned Doctors was sent for to yeild her relief, But they knew not the absolute cause of her Grief: Nay, she told them they could not her Sorrows remove For she languishing lay in a Feaver of Love. To her loving Mother, she then did Reply, Let me see my sweet William, and then let me Dye. He came to her in Love without longer delay, But it proved too late, she was dying away; Ay, and these was the very last Words which she spoke Fare you well loving William, my Heart it is broke. Now when she was Dead, he was troubl'd in Mind, And cou'd never one Day of true Happiness find, For he lov'd her as dear as he did his own Life, But was loath to presume to seek after a Wife Till his time was expir d, and then 'twas too late; He was left to bemoan her unfortunate State. Like one that was Frantick he walkt too and throw, On the Bank of a River where Tydes they did flow, Crying out, with a sigh, Since she's gone to the Grave I will here build my Tomb in a watery Wave: From the Bank to the River his Body he threw, Where he bid all the World and his Sorrows adieu.
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Printed for J. Blare, on London-Bridge.