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R227892 1 Hang sorrow cast away Care Hang Sorrow and Cast Away Care Hang Sorrow Cast Away Care VVHat a sorry Life I live, / since that Love hath found me, Manchester Central Library Blackletter Ballads Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 31 The Languishing LOVER Cured, / And the Coy LADY by Cupid Converted. / In a Passionate Discourse of Love, between Florio, Cupid, and Philida. The Languishing LOVER Cured, And the Coy LADY by Cupid Converted. In a Passionate Discourse of Love, between Florio, Cupid, and Philida. 1670-1670 F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright

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WHat a sorry Life I live, since that Love hath found me, And what Treasures would I give, that Cupid had not bound me: For his Dart hath pierc'd my Heart, I cannot endure it, And inflicted so much smart, That no Herb can cure it. Surely Cupid is not blind, but hath Eyes to see with, And his Dart hath prov'd unkind, that he wounded me with; For it did all Comfort Kill when it pierc'd into me, And my Soul with sorry fil'd, Oh! it will undo me. Heavens bless my dying Heart, heavenly Powers defend me, Love need not use so much Art and Cruelty to bend me: For my silly Soul did yield, when 'twas first assailed, And to Cupid gave the Field, Oh! then my spirits failed.
Cupid, What is thy intent? what is thy desire? Let thy Bow be now unbent, for I am all on fire: O! sweet gentle God of Love, let thy Arrows miss me, Let her whom (in vain) I love, Kill me, if not kiss me. What a pining Life have I, what a sad Condition? Ease me Love, and let me fly, this lingring Contrition: Kiss me, or else cure my Wound, O! some pitty show me; Can there no Relief be found, But Love must overflow me. If my worthless Body must, be thy Arrows diet, Then convert me into Dust, and let me have some quiet: Let thy Arrows take their fill, since she cannot abide me, With my Blood, come Cupid swill, Thou enough hast try'd me.
FOrc'd I am to yield I see, and adore thy Power, For thy Art hath conquer'd me, and hath brought me lower: I that did before neglect, and dispise to love thee, Give thee now all due respect, And for pitty move thee. O! sweet Love be not so fierce, but with pitty moved, Let thy Golden Arrow pierce, the Heart of my beloved: Let us share in equal parts, and prostrate lie before the, Then our joyful flaming hearts, Forever shall Implore thee. (he lies down.) The Authour. Cupid hearing this Complaint, fearing 'twould undo him, Sends his best beloved Saint, fitly fixt unto him? Cupid doth himself descend, from his shrine of Glory, To compleat the happy end, Of this Lovers story. Cupid. Longing Lover live and leave, this thy sad Lamenting, Though the Arrows in my sheave cause this Discontenting: By my Quiver and my Bow, I swear she shall not miss thee, I'le present Her to thee now, Court her and she'll kiss thee. Philida. Where's this loyal Lover that so with pitty moves me, Jove forbid that I should hate, or kill the Thing that loves me: I am none of those coy Girles, that to Death will doom thee, Knights, & Lords, & Dukes & Earls shall not take me from thee.
Florio. What sweet words have I heard said, lovely smooth and even, Cupid sure hath struck me dead, and I am now in Heaven: This is Philida I see, with all joys about Her, Heaven cannot Heaven be, If it is without her. Philida. Sure 'tis Florio appears, (as God Cupid chain'd him) He hath Lov'd me seven Years, and I as long disdain'd him: But the God hath struck my heart and put Love into me, If Florio should play my part, utterly undo me. Florio. Philida! Oh! Philida, let me come and Court thee, By Loves pure and precious Law I vow, I will not hurt thee: Saints with Angels that are good, do as much as this is, I swear no motion of my blood, shall mingle with our Kisses. Philida. I'le not tie thee up to that, prethee Kiss and spare not, And what more thou would'st be at, in this fit I fear not: Love cannot be fed with Air, Kisses are but Bubbles, But let's be a Wedded pair, To avoid all troubles. Florio. That's a real royal way, to prevent miscariage, There's no Wormwood in the joy, that is mixt in Marriage: Quick let's to the Altar go, there to be made Fellows, Men and Maids are Fire & Tow, When Cupid blows the Bellows.
FINIS. London, Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright.