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HARD by a sweet delightful green, / Where shepherds and their nymphs (serene, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 479 The Unhappy LOVERS Garland. / In THREE PARTS. The Unhappy LOVERS Garland. In THREE PARTS. The Unhappy LOVERS' Garland. In THREE PARTS. ?-?

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HARD by a sweet delightful green, Where shepherds and their nymphs serene, A lady beautiful and fair, Did walk that way to take the air. A certain shepherd in the field, Young Cupid made his heart to yield, To love the charming beauty bright, The swain was wounded at her sight. The shepherd cry'd what's come to me That I must thus entangled be, Oh! is it for that beauty fair, That I this burning torture bear. If it be so I love in vain, I know she[']ll scorn me with disdain, If I should court her for my dove, For she'll not be a shepherd's love. She is a lady of much might, And fit for some great lord or knight, Therefore my hopes are all in vain, She will not love a shepherd's swain. Alas! could I no other see, According to my own degree, But I must fix my fond delight, Upon a lady of such might Why am I of this foolish mind, To be in love so strong confin'd, With a great lady of renown, Hard fortunes does upon me frown. O that I might her servant be, To wait on her that I might see, Each day her charming pretty face, That does appear with so much grace. But oh! the fates are most unkind, I dare not for to tell my mind, Because I am unworthy sure, Come death and be my perfect cure. If I by writing should explain, My mind, she'll take it in disdain, And certainly make a scoff at me, Because I am of a mean degree.
She is an heitess that I know, Therefore her father will bestow, Her on some wealthy man of fame, For which I well may blush for shame. To think of my unhappy fate, To love a woman that's so great, But yet I must do all I can, Yet now I am a ruin[']d man. My fortune sure is very hard, To love and for to be debarr'd, From her whom I so fain wou'd have, I die, I die her captive slave. I am not the first that dy'd for love, So in this lonesome shady grove, I mean to end my mournful days, But while I live her charms I'll praise.
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NOW in the second part I write, Concerning of this beauty bright, And in few words I'll briefly show, How she his love came for to know. One certain night then as it seems, This lady haunted was with dreams, And in her thoughts fancy'd a voice, A shepherd said would be her choice. He's all alone in yonder grove, With your sweet charms wrapp'd in love On that poor swain some pity take, Or else for you his heart will break. Next morning when she wak'd we find The lady ponder'd in her mind, And then she was resolv'd to go, To see if it was so or no. According to her dream she found, The shepherd lying on the ground, She was amaz'd the sight to view, And said, I find some dreams are true. He looks to be but mean and poor, And I am blest with riches store, Therefore he is no man for me, I must have one of high degree.
I pity him that loves in vain, So thought to wander back again, With that young Cupid sent a dart, Which fairly shot her to the heart. With that she chang'd her tune and said I find my yielding heart betray'd, What sudden change is come to me, Methinks I love him tenderly. Not knowing that she was so near, He often cry'd, my love, my dear, My thoughts are tortur'd by your charms, I should be happy in your arms. And so thou shalt my love she cry'd, Then lovingly she sat by his side, And in her lap she plac'd his head, He could not speak but lay for dead. With over joy he swooned then, She soon revived him again, With some choice comfortable thing, Which she that time with her did bring. Being reviv'd these words he spoke, Lady, my heart is almost broke, Altho' I am unworthy sure, Your words afford a perfect cure. The lady said, sweet lovely swain, Thou shalt no longer love in vain, I w[i]ll not slight thee no not I, But strait into thy arms I'll fly. Altho' thou art but mean and poor, Thou shalt be master of my store, Since thou hast such love for me, I'll die before I'll part with thee. Oft times they did appoint to meet, With compliments and kisses sweet, They often did their joys renew, As constant lovers ought to do. But many crosses fall in love, To those that do constant prove, Give me but leave and I shall write, How all their joys were blasted quite.
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told her father out of spite, A shepher'd was her whole delight Which put him into such a rage, That nothing could his wrath asswage. So sending for his daughter strait, Between them was a great debate, He used yet great arguments, That he would shew great violence. You may have noblemen, I know, And now would you disgrace us so, The love of the shepherd's crew, I mean to punish him and you. Father, if you in scripture look, King David had a shepherd's crook, And was a shepherd too I know, Then don't despise a shepherd so. Her father said with spleen in heart, I will confine you for your part,
And him I will to prison send, A gallows soon shall be his end, She to her chamber was confin'd, Like one distracted in her mind, Hearing he was to prison sent, She tore her hair and did lament. This passed on, at length one day, Her father mildly thus did say, You must with me to London go, And for what reason you shall know. A noble baron there doth dwell. I am assured loves you well. If you will yield to be his wife, Then will I save the shepherd's life. And set him at his liberty, But otherwise he sure shall die, To save his life she was so kind, To yield, tho' much against her mind. So then up to London came To see this baron of great fame, The marriage rites they did fulfil, Altho' it was against her will. The shepherd did his freedom gain, But was in sad tormenting pain, To lose his love that was so kind, He could no rest or comfort find. The shepherd said this vow I make, Never to marry for her sake, But will go single to the grave, That loving lady's captive slave. And the poor lady for her part, Lamented still with heavy heart, Her husband prov'd a villain too, And did resort with wicked crew. For he was so extravagant, That all her substance soon was spent, And then left her in sad distress, Poor lady, she was comfortless. This is the truth we know full well, The lady quite distracted fell, In raving manner day and night, She said, my joys are blasted quite. O bring my shepherd unto me, That I his pretty face might see, And I will be his loving bride, So raving mad the lady dy'd. This caus'd the father to lament, So then he for the shepherd sent, And settled on him as we hear, The sum of fifty pounds a year. Her father to him thus did say, Chear up good shepherd now I pray, Some care of thee I mean to take, For my dear loving daughter's sake. The shepherd still no rest could find, But was tormented in his mind, In little time he broke his heart, Which put an end to all his smarts.
LONDON: Printed and Sold at SYMPSON's Warehouse, in Stonecutter-Street Fleet-Ma[rket.]