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1 The Wheel of Fortune [unknown] The Wheel of Fortune FAir Flora beautiful and gay, / to Winter now gives room, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : Flora's Departure: / OR, / Summers Pride abated: In a Dialogue between OId / Father Winter and beautiful Summer. Flora's Departure: OR, Summer's Pride abated: In a Dialogue between Old Father Winter and beautiful Summer. 1700-1700 S. Deacon

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FAir Flora beautiful and gay, to Winter now gives room, Who strips her off her rich aray made of the sweetest bloom, He with his icy Beard comes in, and looking her upon, To treat her thus he did begin, proud Flora now be gone. Here hast thou raign'd six months or more, in all thy gaudy pride; I come to warn thee now therefore, to lay thy Pomp aside; Thy Flowers which did bloom and blow, shall wither and decline, For in a word i let thee know, the Groves and Fields are mine. But Flora loft to leave the Streams, in which she took delight, And banish'd be from Summers beams; but slowly took her flight, What must I leave the Groves quoth she, which I have dect so fine With spreading bows one er'e Tree, why dost thou call them thine. Why must I leave those charming Notes, of Birds my woody quire, Who warbles forth from their sweet throats what tunes I do desire, Oh! stay a while cold Winter till, those pleasures all decline, And when the Floods do Rivers fill; my powers i'll resign. Go go proud Flora post away, make hast and hence begone, Believe me now what I do say, my Floods are coming on, i'll freze those pretty purling Springs, which by the us'd to glide, And wither all those lovely things, which puff the up with pride. Old Winter with a Icy Face, be not so harsh to me, For thou shall never here take place; while Leaves are on the Tree, For i'm a Charming beauty Deem'd, adorn'd with Flowers fine, My Company is more esteem'd ten thousand times then thine.
is this a time to baffle me, now coming into power, i'll blast all that belongs to thee; and will thy joys devour, Thy Groves and Gardens far and near, shall look as if they die, Thou in thy time did'st domennear, so Flora now will i i'll take possesion of thy Bowers, in which thou did'st remain, i'll make them swim with flooting Showers and mighty storms of rain, On thy fair Hills and Vallies green so lovely to behold; There shall be nothing felt nor seen, But Fogs and frezing Could. i'll seize the North side of the Globe, with all my force and might, Thy Groves and Gardens i'll desrobe, and leave them naked quite, instead of Fruit which us'd to grow, on loded Vines and Trees, i'll bring vast Rocks of Ice and Snow. and all thy Brooks i'll freezs. Cold Winter never threaten so, i tell the once again, i'll melt those Rockes of Ice and Snow, then drink up all the rain, i'll thaw the Springs which thou did'st freze adorn and beautifie, My Gardens gay and Groves of trees, and make the glad to fly. if thou could'st have thy will i know, all ways to rule and raign, the fruitful Viends would barren grow, and yield no sort of grain, No blushing Fruits on trees would be, which might Mens pallates please, this is the cause all envys thee, for such like tricks as these. i know fair Flora that thou art belov'd far more then I, to speek the truth 'tis thy desart, therefore let us comply; Yet thou must give me leave a while, in power to remain, Next Spring thou shalt return and smile, on the fair Flore Plain.
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