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R214437 2 UNKNOWN an excellent new Court Tune UNKNOWN An Excellent New Court Tune IOy to the person of my Loue / Although that she doth me disdaine, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 224 A Louer forsaken, / Of his best Beloued. A Lover forsaken, Of his best Beloved. A Lover forsaken, Of his best Beloved. Printer the Assignes of Thomas Symcocke. 1619-1619

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JOy to the person of my Love Although that she doth me disdaine, Fixt are my thoughts, And cannot remove: But yet I love in vaine. Shall I lose the sight, Of my joy and hearts delight, Or shall I cease my suit; Shall I strive to touch; Oh no, that were too much, She is forbidden fruit. Ah woe is me, That ever I did see The beauty that did me bewitch, But now alas I must forgoe The treasure I esteemed so much. Oh whither shall my sad heart go; Or whither shall I flie; Sad eccho shall resound my plaint Or else alacke I needs must dye. Shall I by her live, That no life to me will give, But deadly wounds my heart; If I flie away, O will she not cry stay, My sorrow to convert; Oh, no, no, no,
She will not doe so, But comfortlesse I must be gone: But ere I goe, To friend or foe, Ile love her, or I will love none. A thousand good fortunes fall to her share Although she hath forsaken me, & fild my sad heart full of despaire, Yet ever will I constant be, For she is the Dame, My tongue shall ever name, For branch of modestie. Chast in heart and minde, Oh were she halfe so kinde, Then would she pitty me. Oh turne againe, Be kinde as thou art faire, And let me in thy bosome dwell, So shall I gaine The treasure of loves paino, Till then, my dearest Love, farewell.
FINIS. Printed by the Assignes of Thomas Symcocke