%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> LOVE and HONOUR: / OR, / The Lover's Farewel to Calista: / Being sent from Sea in the late Engagement against the Dutch, to his Mistress, / under the Name of Calista. To which is added the, The LADY's Deploring and In- / genious Answer. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/02/2014 33118

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R180143 1 Now the Tyrant hath stolen Bonny Sweet Robin; My Robin is to the Greenwood Gone Now the Tyrant has stolen FArewel my Calista, my joy and my grief, / In vain have I lov'd thee, and found no relief; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 385 LOVE and HONOUR: / OR, / The Lover's Farewel to Calista: / Being sent from Sea in the late Engagement against the Dutch, to his Mistress, / under the Name of Calista. To which is added the, The LADY's Deploring and In- / genious Answer. LOVE and HONOUR: OR, The Lover’s Farewel to Calista: Being sent from Sea in the late Engagement against the Dutch, to his Mistress, under the Name of Calista. To which is added the , The LADY’s Deploring and In- genious Answer. LOVE and HONOR: OR The Lover's Farewell to Calista: Being sent from Sea in the late Engagement against the Dutch, to his Mistress, under the Name of Calista. To which is added the, The LADY's Deploring and Ingenious Answer. ?-? E. Brooksby

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FArewel my Calista, my joy and my grief, In vain have I lov'd thee, and found no relief; Undone by your Virtues so strict and severe, Your eyes gave me love, but you gave me despair; Now call'd by my honour, I seek with content, That fate which in pitty you would not prevent: To languish in love were to find by delay, A death that's more welcome the speediest way.
On Seas, and in Battles, 'mongst bul'ets and fire, The danger is less then in hopeless desire, The death's wound you gave me, though far off, I bear My fall from your sight's not to cost you a tear: But if the kind flood on a wave should convey, And under your window my body should lay, The wound on my breast, when you happen to You will say, with a sigh, It was given by me.
When Suitors are wounded with stabs of disdain, 'Tis happiness to be put out of their pain: The grave is a place to bid torment farewel, But Lovers are tortur'd 'twixt Heaven and Hell, When frowns of a Mistress do turn a man o're, 'Tis safer on Ship-board than 'ts on the shore: I find by experience, though with loss of breath, worse to incounter with Cupid than Death. What strength had a Lady with cast of her eye, To make a Man live, or compel him to dye? Such power had Calista with smile and with frown She'd raise me to Heaven, then tumble me down: But Dearest take care how you put faith in Men, For I fear you will never be lov'd again: You needs must acknowledge whilst I could draw breath I was your unchangeable Servant till death. Once more my last Farewel I breath in a blast, The cloud on my vitals is much over-cast; I faint, fail, I perish, and suddenly dye, Yet sure should recover if thou wert but by: That I ne're enjoy'd thee, I do not repine, Thou liv'st with thy Honour, and I dye with mine: For to After-Ages this Story will prove, I dyed in the War for my King and my Love. The LADY's Answer. BLame not your Calista nor call her your grief, 'Twas Honour, not she, that deny'd your relief: Abuse not her Virtues, nor term them severe, Who loves without honour, must look for despair. Now prompted by pitty I truly lament, The force of your Fate which I could not prevent: And languish to think that your blood did defray The expence of your Love, tho' so noble a way. On Seas and in Battles that you did expire, Was caus'd by your Valour, not hopeless Desire;
Of your Fame, there acquired, I greedily hear, And grieve when I think that it cost you so dear: But when your sad Friends shall your body convey, By my window your Funeral-duties to pay, I'll sigh that your Fate then I could not reverse, And all my kind Wishes I'll strew on your Herse. When Suitors petition, and run upon shelves, Or shot, if deny'd, they do murther themselves: The grave is a couch where the Virtuous remain, Without expectation of sorrow or pain. If the frowns of a Mistress can rule a Man's Fate, He values his life at a pitiful rate: Tho' now she look cloudy, when he draws the scene Who knows but the day-light may clear up again. The looks of a Lady you falsely do scan, 'Tis not strength in the Woman, but weakness in Man, When Men set up Idols of flesh, blood and bone, And bow down to worship, the ftult is their own: I hope I shall ne'r be deceived by Men: For your sake I never shall trust them again fatal when Lovers do suffer such stri[fe] That one must lose Honour, or th' other [lose life] My mind never can your last Farewel for[get] My tears shall confess I'll not dye in your [debt] I heartily wish I had been by your side, That you might recover, or I might hav[e dyed] Then both to Elezium we had been convey[ed] Where Ladies by Lovers are never bet[rayed] But in future ages this Story they'll sing[,] long of your Love that you dy'd [for your King]
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