%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Phillida flouts me. / OR, THE / Country Lovers Complaint. / Who seeks by all means for to win his Love, / But she doth scorn him, and disdainful prove; / Which makes him for to sigh, lament and cry, / He fears for Phillida, that he shall dye. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1624-1624 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/21/2011 30450

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R216109 19 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN a pleasant Tune UNKNOWN A Pleasant Tune Phillida flouts me UNKNOWN Phillida Flouts Me the same Tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune O What a Plague is Love, / how shall I bear it? THou shalt eat curds & cream / all the year lasting, Phillida Flouts me. Phillida Flouts me. Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 142 3: 143 Phillida flouts me. / OR, THE / Country Lovers Complaint. / Who seeks by all means for to win his Love, / But she doth scorn him, and disdainful prove; / Which makes him for to sigh, lament and cry, / He fears for Phillida, that he shall dye. 1624-1624 F. Coles

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O What a Plague is Love, how shall I bear it? She will unconstant prove, I greatly fear it: It so torments my mind, that my strength faileth, She wavers with the wind, as the ship saileth, Please her the best you may, She looks another way, Alas and well a day, Phillida Flouts me.
At the Fair, yesterday, she did pass by me, She lookt another way, and would not spy me. I wood her for to dine, I could not get her, Dick had her to the wine he might intreat her, With Daniel she did dance On me she would not glance O thrice unhappy chance, Philida Flouts me.
Fair maid be not so coy, do not disdain me. I am thy Mothers boy sweet entertain me. Sheel give me when she dies all things thats fitting, Her Poultry and her Bees, and her Geese sitting. A pair of Mallerds beds A barrel ful of Shreds And yet for all these goods Phillida Flouts me.
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THou shalt eat curds & cream all the year lasting, And drink the Chrystal stream pleasant in tasting, Wig & whey till thou burst and bramble Berries: Pye-lid and Pasty crust Pears Plums and Cherries Thy Garment shall be thin, Made of a Wethers skin, All is not worth a Pin. Phillida Flouts me. Cupid hath shot his Dart and hath me wounded, It prickt my tender heart, and ner rebounded: I was a fool to scorn his Bow any Quiver, I am like one forlorn, sick of a Feaver: Now I may weep and mourn whilst with loves flams I burn Nothing will serve my turn, Phillida Flouts me. I am a lively Lad how ere she take me, I am not half so bad, as she would make me. Whether she smile or frown, she may deceive me, Ner a Girl in the Town, but fain would have me. Since she doth from me flye, Now I may sigh and dye, And never cease to cry Phillida Flouts me. In the last moneth of May, I made her Posies, I heard her often say, that she lovd Roses. Cowslips, and Jilly-flowers, and the white Lilly,
I brought to deck the bowers, for my sweet Philly. But she did all disdain, And threw them back again, Therefore its flat and plain, Phillida Flouts me. Fair Maiden have a care and in time take me, I can have those as fair, if you forsake me. For Doll the Dairy Maid laught at me lately, And wanton Winifred favours me greatly. One cast milk on my cloaths Tother plaid with my nose, What wanton toys are those Phillida Flouts me. I cannot work and sleep all at a season, Grief wounds my heart so deep without all reason, I fade and pine away with grief and sorrow, I fall quite to decay like any shaddow, I shall be dead I fear within a thousand year All is for grief and care, Phillida Flouts me. She hath a clout of mine wrought with good Coventry, Which she keeps for a sign of my Fidelity. But in faith if she frown she shall not wear it, Ile give it Doll my maid, and she shall tear it. Since twill no better be Ile bear it patiently Yet all the world may see Phillida Flouts me.
London, Printed for F. Coles, in Wine-street neer Hatten Garden.