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T31908 NOW I'll pull off my green gown of velvet, / And will put on my livery blue. Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 581 THE / Disconsolate Nymph. THE Disconsolate Nymph. THE Disconsolate Nymph. ?-?

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NOW Ill pull off my green gown of velvet, And will put on my livery blue. Since my false lover he has forsaken me, Now he has changed me for a new. Dont you remember the vows that you made me, When in the shades by ourselves all alone? Then you betrayd me of my dear virginity, Now you have left me to make my moan. I little thought that youd have slighted me, When you pretended such love unto me. Tho with deceitfulness you have requited me, There is another as good as thee. In the fine groves, and sweet-smelling bowers, With thee I spent many a summers day; On the banks of sweet fragrant flowers, Like pretty lambs we did often play. Then you betrayd me of my dear virginity, The which has caused my belly to swell. Here in this grove I will range for the sake of thee, False-hearted young-man, adieu, farewel. The time will come when you will be rewarded, For thus your slighting me with disdain. Go, go, you false and purjured young man, Never, never, will I trust man again. The ANSWER DRY up your tears, my sweet amorous jewel, None in the world I adore but thee; You thought that I was deceitful and cruel, But my dear creature shall happy be. Tho little Cupid shot pretty darts to thee, Venus, his mother, thy heart did trapan. Altho I stole thy precious virginity, Ill act the part of an honest man. Jewel, thy amorous charms are inviting, Thou art the girl whom I adore. In none but thee Ill ever delight in, What can my heart desire more? Since your love to me is so tender, Mine shall ever be so to thee. All that I have to thee Ill surrender, And you my honourd bride shall be. You are in my thoughts love sleeping, In thy sweet arms I shall happy be; Thy complaint to me was heart-breaking, Now I am returned to comfort thee. We will this day be happily wedded, And my sweet bride I will adore. Such sweet enjoyments, when we are bedded, Youll be for taking it more and more.