%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> An Excellent New Ballad. / He's or'e the Hills and far away, 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 06/26/2014 34243

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T183710 1 To its Own Proper Tnne Over the Hills and Far Away To its Own Proper Tune I Must o're Lands and Seas repass, / Face Summers Suns & Winters glass, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 18 An Excellent New Ballad. / He's or'e the Hills and far away, An Excellent New Ballad. He's over the Hills and far away, ?-?

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I Must o're Lands and Seas repass, Face Summers Suns & Winters glass, Rude Hurry Cames I must endure, Never wake, nor Sleep, nor rest Secure, Where Savage Moors makes their abode And Humane Foot have never trode; There I perhaps whose years must stay While she I love is far away. Where Savage Moors make their abode, And Humane foot have never trode. There I perhaps whole years must stay, While she I love is far away. But I will leave my Heart behind, With her that was to me so kind, And if I stand, or if I fall, She'l keep it fast and so save all. Should Goddesses the Gil[?] require, I'le not give Ear to their Desire. My Dearest Love I'le not betray, Though she from me be far away. Should Goddesses, etc. Oft to alay my Killing Smart, If she give me Heart for Heart, Should I be toss'd from shore to shore, Where Tempests rage and Billows roar? Should I in lowly Woods remain, Where Might and Honour ne're reign? Where no Eye ne're saw he day, I will not think her far away Should I in lowly Woods, etc. Thus I will still where e're she be, Affoord my chearful Companie; In the dark she will prove a Light, In Pleasures add to may Delight, In Grief my Sorrow she will cure, In Danger from base Fear secure; Thus with my Soul she'l ever stay, Though from my Eye she's far away. In Grief, etc.
And if Fate heerken to my Prayers, She'l hasten home to quench my Tears Then on the Wings of Love I'le fly; As Cupids Arrows through the Sky; No Power shal e're Severe us more, Should Malice split and Envy roar, Should all the Gods my words gain-say She ne're more shall be far away, No Power shal, etc. Hold, rash tongue; thou dos blasphem, What hath been once may be again. The Angry Gods may Change her heart And Wound it with another Dart; Another Object her may move Or she perchance may cease to love. Then thou must needs with Sorrow say I with her not farthter away; Another Object, etc. No no, she is as True as Fair; She'l never cease for me to care, Her Soul's Unspotted as heer Face, No Fraud can dwel with so much Grace, But if she must Unconstant prove, If she must ones forebear to Love, Strike me with thunder, Heav'ns I pray Ere farther I wish her away, But if she must; etc. For suer th could resovle to Dy, And to thee Shades below to Fly; I could encounter Fire and Sword, And all the Plagues Earth can affoord I'd chuse to suffer any thing That Misery or Death can bring, Before I Live to see the Day When she must farther be away, I[']d chuse to suffer any thing, That Misery or Death can bring, Before I live to see the day, When she must farther be away.
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