%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A proper new balad in praise of my Ladie Marques, / Whose death is bewailed, Elderton, William 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 06/25/2021 37031

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S120968 1 new lusty gallant Lusty Gallant New Lusty Gallant LAdies I thinke you maruell that / I writ no mery report to you, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 2 A proper new balad in praise of my Ladie Marques, / Whose death is bewailed, A proper new ballad in praise of my Lady Marquess, Whose death is bewailed, Elderton, William Printer Thomas Colwell ?-?

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LAdies I thinke you marvell that I writ no mery report to you, And what is the cause I court it not So merye as I was wont to dooe, Alas I let you understand, It is no newes for me to show, The fairest flower of my garland Was caught from court a great while a goe. For under the roufe of sweete Saint Paull, There lyeth my Ladie buryed in Claye, Where I make memory for her soule, With weepinge eyes once everye daye, All other sightes I have forgot, That ever in court I joyed to see: And that is the cause I court it not, So mery as I was wont to be, And though that shee be dead and gone, Whose courting need not to be tolde, And natures mould of fleshe and bone, Whose lyke now lives not to beholde, Methinkes I see her walke in blacke, In every corner where I goe: To looke if aniebodie do lacke, A frend to helpe them of theyr woe. Meethinkes I see her sorowfull teares, To princelye state approching nye Meethinkes I see her tremblinge feares, Leste anie her suites shulde hit awrie, Meethinkes she shuld be still be in place A pitifull speaker to a Queene, Bewailinge every poore mans case, As many a time shee hath ben seene. Meethinkes I see her modeste mood Her comlie clothig plainlie clad, Her face so sweete her cheere so good, The courtlie countenance that shee had But chefe of all meethinkes I see,
Her vertues dentie daie by daie, Homblie kneeling one her knee As her desire was still to praie. Meethinkes I cold from morow to night Do nothing ells with verie good will, But spend the time to speake and writte: The praise of my good ladies still Though reason saith now she is dead Go seeke and sarve as good as shee It will not sinke so in my head That ever the like in courte will bee. But sure I am ther liveth yet, In court a dearer frinde to mee, Whome I to sarve am so unfit, I am sure the like will never bee, For I with all that I can dooe, Unworthie most maie seeme to bee To undoo the lachet of her shooe, Yet will I come to courte and see. Then have amongste ye once againe, Faint harts faire Ladies never win, I trust ye will consider my payne, When any good Venison cometh in, And gentill Ladies I you praie, If my absentinge breede to blame, In my behalfe that ye will saie, In court is remedie for the same.
Finis. quod W. Elderton. Imprinted at London in Fletestreat beneath the Conduit, at the signe of S. John Evangelist, by Thomas Colwell.