%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Beautys Overthrow: OR, / The Rejoyc'd Libertine. / When Pride and Beauty do together meet, / They make that bitter which would else be sweet: / The fervent Lover when too much abus'd, / Bids Love farewel, desires to be Excus'd. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1651-1651 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/21/2011 30426

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R216083 2 a New Play-house UNKNOWN A New Play-House Cloah your Pride abate UNKNOWN Cloah Your Pride Abate CLoah your Pride abate, / kind Beams discover, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 102 3: 103 Beautys Overthrow: OR, / The Rejoyc'd Libertine. / When Pride and Beauty do together meet, / They make that bitter which would else be sweet: / The fervent Lover when too much abus'd, / Bids Love farewel, desires to be Excus'd. 1651-1651 J. Clarke

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CLoah your Pride abate, kind Beams discover, Frowns purchase all mens hate, but gaind no Lover: Nature and Feature designd you care, But whilst your Proud, you are not fair: Nor can the joys of passion prove For pride will ever be a foe to Love. To Court where Tyrants sway, whod venture thither? Or who would put to Sea, in Stormy Weather? Graces and Faces
no Lustre own, When shadeded by disdainful Frown: Ner to the Sun had the Persian bowd Had he hid his glory behind a Cloud. Nor shall your Beauty great, while your Disdainful, Make my poor heart to ake, or my Life Painful: Cupid is Stupid, thinks he to Charm, His Golden Darts me cannot harm: nor can your blooming cheeks bear sway When beauty is gone your Pride must decay.
Think you Ingratitude clouds not your Beauty, Whilst you did me delude, love was my Duty: Sleeping or waking, Cloah was there Till Pride did say she was not fair: And then my passion I soon recald, No longer would I be to pride inthrald You did your self Destroy, and made me wander, Now I am filld with joy, loves no Commander: Witty and Pritty, to me you seemed, But I your Prisoner, am now Redeemed: No Rosie cheeks shall me ere betray, Although at your foot-stool once I lay, Freedom I now do prize, and scorn my Fetters, Ile no more Idolize. like Cupids Debtors: Sobbing and Throbbing, made me look pale, But now Im freed from a terrible Goal:
Ile no more Beauty value at all, since Princes thereby have been brought in thrall. You that would conquer all, when Age shall meet you, Into Dispair youl fall, none then will treat you: Desire like Fire, will you possess, And Men will prove so Pittiless, That you shall then renounce your birth & wish that you never had lived on earth But if that youl return, and see your Folly, Youl have no cause to mourn, no Melancholly Shall seize to Displease Cloahs kind Breast, But she for ever shall live at rest: When death shall make thy beauty yield Thoult post to the fair Elizium Field.
FINIS. Printed for J. Clarke, at the Golden Lyon, between the Hospital-gate, and Duck-Lane-end.