%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Kind MISTRESS: / Who being jealous that the Man she lov'd, / Constant unto another Woman prov'd, / She could not brook another should possess, / Him whom she lov'd more then she could express: / She bids him give her Wealth and Honour, all / But his ownself, him she her own must call. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1673-1673 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 11/14/2016 30697

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R228260 1 a pleasant new Tune, call'd, The German Princess's Farewel, &c. [unknown] A Pleasant New Tune, Called, The German Princess' Farewell, etc. LOng days of absence, Dear, I could endure, / If thy divided heart were mine secure, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 239 The Kind MISTRESS: / Who being jealous that the Man she lov'd, / Constant unto another Woman prov'd, / She could not brook another should possess, / Him whom she lov'd more then she could express: / She bids him give her Wealth and Honour, all / But his ownself, him she her own must call. The Kind MISTRESS: Who being jealous that the Man she lov’d, Constant unto another Woman prov’d, She could not brook another should possess, Him whom she lov’d more then she could express: She bids him give her Wealth and Honour, all But his own self, him she her own must call. The Kind MISTRESS: Who being jealous that the Man she loved, Constant unto another Woman proved, She could not brook another should possess, Him whom she loved more then she could express: She bids him give her Wealth and Honor, all But his own self, him she her own must call. 1673-1673

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LOng days of absence, Dear, I could endure, If thy divided heart were mine secure, But each minute I find myself without thee, Methinks I find my Rival's arms about thee. But she perhaps her interest can improve, By all the studied arts of wealth and love; Whilst I, alas! poor kind and harmless Creature, Plung'd in true patience, trust me it shews good nature.
In her fair hand lay silver and rich gold, But what I must not name let my hand hold: Give her rich robes, and jewels without measure, Do but allow me every night the pleasure. I dye to think that hapless I should lose, Those sweet imbraces no one can refuse, Yet dare I not for shame my flames discover, I dread the name of, Poor Forsaken Lover.
If she have wit and beauty, charms of love, Some think I have the same, and those will move; If she can smile, and kiss, and cling about you, All these I'll do before I'll go without you. O let not all my Rival's laugh and say, I am become a silly Cast-away; Though all are bound to pay you wealth and honour, It all comes short of what you lay upon her. I'll force my soul, and summon all my charms, E'er any she shall lye within your arms, Except I found decays in every feature, Or that old age had spoil'd the works of Nature. Oh! oh! my Dear, where art, where art thou now? Hear my sweet call, and hearken to my vow, What tho' you love her, yet you ought to leave her, I vow my heart shall be thine own for ever. I'll act such things, i'll laugh, and dance, and sing, I'll hug and kiss, and love like any thing; Then change me not, till I can do no longer, I'll use a means to make my spirits stronger. But if she must have interest in your heart, Dear Love, let it be but the weaker part; Or if she once enjoy's a greater blessing, You know my thoughts without the words expressing, Should I be left by you, and quite forlorn, All other objects my proud heart would scorn; But if you still persist and will not mind me, I'll mourn to death and leave her here behind me. When Death hath done its worst, and I am cold, 'Twill force a sigh when you such clay behold; Alas! too late you'll with your Friends lament me, But when I was alive you'd not content me.
Licens'd and Enter'd according to Order.