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5.313 R188488 1 The Ruined Virgin Welladay The Ruined Virgin YOu loyal Lovers all help me to moan, / Who am so deep in thrall and left alone, Pepys 5.313 Wing L3210[a]A 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: 313 Love in Despair:/ OR, THE/ Uirgin's Lamentation for her Love,/ WHO/ Was unfortunately Drowned near the English-/shore, on his Return from the West-Indies. Love in Despair: OR, THE Virgin's Lamentation for her Love, WHO Was unfortunately Drowned near the English- shore, on his Return from the West-Indies. Love in Despair: Or, The Virgin's Lamentation for Her Love, Who Was Unfortunately Drowned Near the English Shore, on This Return from the West Indies. 1/2 sheet folio, 227 x 160 cropped top and right edges, uneven inking 1672-1696 London: Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-ball in Pye-corner. P. 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 8/23/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Unfortunate death love maritime TheNewWorld 08/22/2007 Checker Summer J. Star Ballad Checked; X-Ballad Performed 09/2006 Transcriber Jeffrey P. Hehymeyer Ballad Transcribed 10/18/2004 Bibliographer Margaret K. Sloan Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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YOu loyal Lovers all help me to moan, Who am so deep in thrall and left alone, The unkind hand of Fate, Has rob'd me of my Mate, In tears I will relate my Grief and Woe. Alas! why was I born this day to see? Since I am left forlorn, in Misery, In Tears my Life I'll spend, Because I've lost a Friend, Whose Love did me defend, from danger here. He was a Seaman bold, of Courage brave, That scorn'd to be controul'd, or once to have His Heart with fear conceal'd, When Danger was reveal'd, He'd rather die then yield to any Foe. No Man in Battle more valliant could be, When Cannons did rattle on the raging Sea, His Life he would expose, To fight his Country's Foes, For he was none of those that fear'd to die. But Neptune proves unkind, by conqu'ring the brave, As to my Grief I find, for in a Wave My dearest Love was drown'd, He being homeward bound, This does my Sences wound with Grief and Care.
When first this dismal News to me was told, My Heart began to muse and waxed cold, Wishing in Heart this thing, That I had dy'd with him, Then had my Sorrows been all at an end. More Love and Constancy sure ne'er was shown, Then had my dearest Joy, for whom I moan, When Dangers him oppress, These words he did express, My Dear kind Heavens bless for evermore. Then was my Love by the Waves overcome, And laid for to sleep in his watery Tomb; No Passing-Bell was there, His Knell for to declare, Sea Nymphs and Fishes were his mourning Guess. Thus love and constancy lyes in the deep, For want of whose company I mourn and weep, Comfort I will have none, Since he is Dead and gone, But will remain alone till Death me take. In places where none frequent by the Sea-side, My Love for to lament there I'll abide, That I may ne're forget, What Dangers him bereft, Who was my constant Mate untill he Dy'd.
London: Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-ball in Pye-corner.