%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Cupids Courtesie: / OR, / The young Gallant foil'd at his own Weapon. / He scorned Cupid and his Dart, / Until he felt a wounded heart. P., J. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1689-1689 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/07/2014 34018

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R181368 1 To a pleasant Northern Tune. Cupid's Courtesy To a pleasant Northern Tune. Through the cool shady Woods, / as I was ranging, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1178 Cupids Courtesie: / OR, / The young Gallant foil'd at his own Weapon. / He scorned Cupid and his Dart, / Until he felt a wounded heart. Cupids Courtesie: OR, The young Gallant foil’d at his own Weapon. He scorned Cupid and his Dart, Until he felt a wounded heart. Cupid's Courtesy: OR, The young Gallant foiled at his own Weapon. He scorned Cupid and his Dart, Until he felt a wounded heart. P., J. 1689-1689 W. Thackeray, J.M. and A.M.

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THrough the cool shady Woods, as I was ranging, I heard the pretty Birds notes sweetly changing Down y a Meadow side, there runs a River, A little Boy I espy'd with Bow and Quiver. Little Boy tell me why thou art here diving, Art thou some Run away, and hast no biding: I am no run-away, venus my Mother, She gave me leave to play when I came hither. Little boy go with me, and be my servant, I will take care to see, for thy preferment.
If I with thee should go, Venus would chide me, And take away my Bow, and never abide me. Little Boy let me know, what's thy name termed, That thou dost wear a Bow, and gost so armed: You may perceive the same, with often changing; Cupid it is my name, I live by ranging. If Cupid be thy name, that shoots at Rovers, I have heard of thy fame, by wounded Lovers. Should any languish that are set on fire, By such a naked brat I much admire.
IF thou dost but the least, at my Laws grumble, Ile pierce thy stubborn br[e]ast, and make thee humble: If I with gold[e]n Dart wound thee but surely: There's no Phsitians art, that e're can cure thee. Little boy with thy bow, why dost thou threaten: It is not long ago, since thou was beaten: Thy wanton mother fair, Venus will chide thee: When all thy Arrows are gone, thou mayest go hide thee. Of powerful shafts you see, I am well stored. Which makes my diety, so much adored: With one poor Arrow now, I'le make thee shiver, And bend unto my Bow, and fear my Quiver. Dear little Cupid be courteous and kindly, I know thou canst not hit but shootest blindly. Although thou callst me blind, surely i'le hit thee, That th[o]u shalt quickly find, i'le not forget thee. Then little Cupid caught his Bow so nimble, And shot a fatal Shaft which made him tremble.
Go tell thy Mistris dear thou canst discover What all the Passions are of a dying Lover. And now this gallant heart sorely was bleeding: And felt the greatest smart from Love proceeding: He did her help implore, whom he affected: But found that more and more, him she rejected. For Cupid with his craft quickly had chosen: And with a leaden shaft, her heart had frozen: Which caus'd this Lover more sadly to languish: And Cupids aid implore to heal his anguish. He humble pardon crav'd for his offence past, And vow'd himself a slave and to love stedfast: His prayers so ardent were, whilst his heart panted, That Cupid lent an ear, and his suit granted. For by his present plaint, he was regarded, And his adored Saint his Love rewarded: And now they live in Joy sweetly imbracing, And left the little Boy in the woods chasing.
Printed for W. Thackeray at the Angel in Duck-Lane,J.M, & A.M.