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WHen Phoebus was just riseing / It was one Morning fair Houghton Library Hazlitt EC65 Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 59 The Sheepherd's Mirth. The Sheepherd’s Mirth. The Shepherd's Mirth. Printer W. Fowler ?-?

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WHen Phaebus was just riseing It was one Morning fair In the month of May so pleasent I went to take the Air A fair Sheepherdess I espy'd A sitting in a grove All alone making moan For the loss of her true Love Long I had not stayd there Before the Nymphs and Swains They quickly did surround her In a most glorious train Saying fairest of Creatures No longer now complain Ne'er be sad for the Lad That is gone over the Main That ne'er will bring him over So now lets merry be Who knows by Fortune once may turn And bring him safe to thee But for the preasent we'll be merry In this pleasent grove Be content ne'er lament For the loss of him you love Fair Creature do you Remember, This is the month of May In the Begining of the next It is your Loves Birth Day So now Let us be merry And pass the time away In this grove, what we Love For it is our Holliday.
Then with sweet Fragrant Flowers A Garland they did make To Crown the Sheeperdess so fair Such Labour they did take To pick the whitest blossom That grew upon the thron Happy Day they did say that our Sheepherdess was born Soon as the Sheepherdess was Crown'd, Wirh those sweet Flowers gay She straitway then took up her Flute And sweetly did play Why should not I be merry Now in the month of may On my Flute to salute the Sheepherd's Holliday Many years has he been from me His absence I have mourn'd But yet I hope that once again To me he will return So now I will be merry And sweetly I will play On my Flute to Salute The Sheepherd's Holliday The Lambs did Skip and caper All things seem'd to rejoyce The Nymphs did sing likewise the Swains With one united Voice This is the Sheepherd's Holliday The next it is in June We will play on that Day When the White Rose is in Bloom
London: Printed by W. Fowler, at the Ditch Side.