%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The unsatisfied LOVERS / Lamentation. / This hapless lass in discontent / Laments and makes her moan, / & is with sorrow almost spent, / Because she lies alone. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1681-1681 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 05/02/2011 31131

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R227452 5 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN Hey boys up go we Hey, Boys, Up Go We Hey Boys Up Go We THis twenty years and more that I / have liv'd a single life, and hey boys down I'le lye. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 538 The unsatisfied LOVERS / Lamentation. / This hapless lass in discontent / Laments and makes her moan, / & is with sorrow almost spent, / Because she lies alone. The unsatisfied LOVERS Lamentation. This hapless lass in discontent Laments and makes her moan, & is with sorrow almost spent, Because she lies alone. The unsatisfied LOVER'S Lamentation. This hapless lass in discontent Laments and makes her moan, & is with sorrow almost spent, Because she lies alone. 1681-1681 J. Wright J. Clark W. Thackery, and T. Passenger

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THis twenty years and more that I have livd a single life, Wanting a youngmans company, and cant be made a Wife. Oh! could I find some brisk young Lad one bout with me to try, Twould ease my heart that now is sad, and hey boys down Ile lye. Unfortunate indeed am I, unmarried to remain, Ten thousand sighs at least have I spent, sent, but all in vain, And whosoever asketh me, tis sure Ile ner deny, Who am in necessity, and hey boys down Ile lye.
Had I ten thousand pounds in Gold, Id give it for a touch, Or Jewels, more than ere were sold, Id think them not too much. But freely I would give them all to ease my Mallady, Come Jack or Will and take your fill, for hey boys down Ile lye. And sport as long as you think good, then lie you down and rest, If this by me were understood, I then should sure be blest. Then come away for pitty sake, one bout with me to try, With my soft hand ile make it stand, then hey boys down ile lye.
With kisses and embraces sweet your Courage Ile refresh, To make my happiness compleat, by tasting of the flesh. Come, come with speed and do the deed or else for love I dye, I sigh and mourn and sadly groan, that hey boys down would lye. Was ever any loving Girls, like me left in distress, The thing which some do count a Pearl theres nothing I love less. My Maiden-head I do not esteem, would it were gone say I, I shall be vext and much perplext, till hey boys down I lye. Theres not a Lass I do believe in Country or in City, That wanting man did so much grieve, and yet did find less pitty, My very sheets each night I knaw, and like one mad am I, Yet shall not rest but be opprest, till hey boys down I lye.
Twere better I had been unborn, then such a life to live, That youngmen all both great and small deny relief to give. By Nature I am not so foule or shapeless to the Eye, Then give some ease to this disease, and hey boys down ile lye. Such wanton thoughts possess my mind by night and eke by day, That sometimes I am half inclind to make my self away. Then I these thoughts do check again, in time I hope say I, May find a friend that may extend his love, then down lie I. As yet I hapless do remain, and quite bereavd of hope, Were I in either France or Spain, ide ask leave of the Pope. That I might Trade with some young blade he could not me deny, Then should I be from Torment free, and hey boys down ide lye.
Printed for, J. Wright J. Clark W. Thackery, and T. Passenger.