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Patricia Fumerton Early Modern Center - English Department University of California Santa Barbara, CA 93105 United States of America EMail: pfumer@english.ucsb.edu

1 NONE I Often for My Jenny Strove E'ER since I saw Clarinda's eyes, / My heart has felt a strange surprise; No charms above her, O I love her, / And will do so for evermore. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 333 The Love-sick Serving-Man. / SHEWING / How he was wounded with the Charms of a Young LADY, / But did not care to reveal his Mind. The Love-sick Serving-Man. SHEWING How he was wounded with the Charms of a Young LADY, But did not care to reveal his Mind. The Lovesick Serving Man. SHEWING How he was wounded with the Charms of a Young LADY, But did not care to reveal his Mind. ?-?

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EER since I saw Clarindas eyes, My heart has felt a strange surprise; No pen is able to reveal The killing torments I feel. Yet I dare not let her know it, Cause shes rich and I am poor; No charms above her, O I love her, And will do so for evermore. O that I might but let her know, My sighs, my tears, my care and woe, And how Im torturd for her sake, She might some kind of pity take: But I fear I should offend her Whom I dearly do adore. No charms above her, O I love her; And will do so for evermore.
Both sense and reason tell me plain, That I bestowd my heart in vain, Where no acceptance will be found, No balsam for this bleeding wound. Shes a fair and youthful Lady, I a servant mean and poor, No charms above her, O I love her, And will do so for evermore. I value not her gold or pearl, For was I either Lord or Earl, My very heart would be the same, Id raise her everlasting fame: Yet in vain are all my wishes, They will not my Joys restore: No charms above her, O I love her, And will do so for evermore.
Young Cupid, bend thy golden bow, And let thy silver arrows fly; That my fair charming saint may know The pains of love as well as I: Tell her too that I lie wounded, She may then my Joys restore, No charms above her, O I love her, And will do so for evermore. Tho now mine eyes like rivers run, As here in sorrows I condole; Her beauty like the rising sun, Can soon revive my drooping soul; But if I may neer enjoy her, Let me with a dart be slain, Tis better kill me, than to fill me, With this love tormenting pain.
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NOW in a vision or a dream, Her fathers serving-man did seem Before her presence there to stand, While Cupid held him by the hand. Saying, Lady, you must love him, Therefore now some pity show; Then dont deny him, nor defy him, For it must and shall be so. A thousand thoughts ran in her head, Many Cupids round her bed; Which did like armed angels stand, With golden bows and shafts in hand: Evry one was pleading for him, And their silver shafts did show, Saying, receive him, do not grieve him, For it must and shall be so.
The youthful Lady did reply, What must I love, or must I die, Tell me is there no other way, But thus to cast myself away On my fathers meanest servant, Well, I find it must be so: I will approve him, needs must love him Though it may prove my Overthrow I know my father he will [Frown] And ladies too of high re[nown] But yet I needs must love h[im still] Let all the world say what [they will] My soft heart is now inflam[ed] Love in every vein doth flow Ill freely take him, neer fo[rsake him] For it must and shall be so. What tho my noble father dear, Disowns his daughter utterly; I have five thousand pounds a year, Of which no one can hinder me: Tis sufficient to maintain us, Should my father prove a foe: My love Ill marry, nor no longer tarry For it must and shall be so. What tho a Serving-Man he be, Whose substance is but mean and small, His proper person pleases me, True love will make amends for all: Tis far beyond all gold or tceasure, Him alone my heart doth crave: I will not tarry, but will marry, And make him Lord of all I have.
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