%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Deplorable News from Southwark; / Or, the loving Lasses Lamentations for the loss of their / Sweet-hearts. / They sigh, they sob, they sorow and complain, / Fearing their Loves will never come again: / It is the lusty Souldiers as they say, / Have stoln from them their pretty hearts 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 05/17/2021 37212

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R37727 1 Saint Gyleses [unknown] Saint Gyleses THe Lasses now of Southwark / lament and make great moan, The gallant, / Valiant / Souldiers as they say / Have stolen from them their pretty hearts away. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 3 Deplorable News from Southwark; / Or, the loving Lasses Lamentations for the loss of their / Sweet-hearts. / They sigh, they sob, they sorow and complain, / Fearing their Loves will never come again: / It is the lusty Souldiers as they say, / Have stoln from them their pretty hearts away. Deplorable News from Southwark; Or, the loving Lasses Lamentations for the loss of their Sweet-hearts. They sigh, they sob, they sorow and complain, Fearing their Loves will never come again: It is the lusty Souldiers as they say, Have stoln from them their pretty hearts away. Deplorable News from Southwark; Or, the loving Lasses Lamentations for the loss of their Sweet-hearts. They sigh, they sob, they sorrow and complain, Fearing their Loves will never come again: It is the lusty Soldiers as they say, Have stolen from them their pretty hearts away. ?-? Tho. Vere

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THe Lasses now of Southwark lament and make great moan, Because from them their sweet-hearts departed are and gone. There's Peggy, Alce and Bridget, and many others more With howling and with weeping, have made their eye-sight sore, The gallant, Valiant Souldiers as they say Have stolen from them their pretty hearts away. The Souldiers which in Southwark did quarter here and there, Each one of them that had sweet-hearts was constant to his deare; Both civill in their actions, and constant in their carriage, And yet some of the Lasses now Complain for lack of marriage. The gallant, Valiant Souldiers as they Have stoln from them their pretty hearts away. To speak of their proceedings, I hope none will me blame, The better for to know them, I will them to you name. Fair Maudlin she lov'd Martin, and Joan she loved John,
Winnifred lov'd William, and Ned was loved of Nan. Those valiant Gallant Souldiers as they say, Have stoln from them their pretty hearts away. Betty she lov'd Robert, and Dick lov'd Dorothy, Rowland he lov'd Rachel, and Kate lov'd Anthony: Sweet Rose the lov'd bold Stephen, and Hester she lov'd Waltet, And more news of their passages I mean to speak hereafter. The valiant, Gallant Souldiers as they say, Hove stoln the maidens hearts from them away. Rebecca she lov'd John well, and George lov'd Margery, Kester he lov'd Jany: and Nell lov'd Humphrey Francis lov'd fair Phillis, and Samuel he lov'd Sary, Debora she lov'd Daniel, and Thomas he lov'd Mary. The valiane Gallant Souldiers as they say, Have stoln the damsels hearts from them away.
THe bonny brave young Souldiers are of late from Southwarke gone, To quarter in the Country. and left their loves alone; Who now in dolefull manner doth bitterly complain, Much fearing that their Sweet-hearts will never come again. The valliant, Gallant Souldiers as they say, Have stole their pretty hearts from them away. The next news of these Damsels, that I have here to tell yee, Poore Kate hath got a griping and rumbling in her belly; And pretty Nancies Apron is grown too short before, And so is Nans and Sarahs and many others more. The valiant, Gallant, Souldiers as they say, Hath stoln both their loves and hearts away. Poore Maries nose looks picked, and so doth bonny Nell, And Betties under Peticoat strange tales of her doth tell: Mary is halfe deceived, and Debro quite beguil'd, Sara hath lost her Maiden-head, and Susan's great with Child. The gallant, Valliant Souldiers as they say, Hath stoln from them their Maiden-heads away. Rose sayes though she hath gotten no Livings nor no Lands, Yet if she had her Love againe she would labour with her hands To keepe and to maintain him, all the dayes of her life,
So he would be contented to take her to his Wife, The valliant, Gallant Souldier she doth say, Hath stoln both her heart and love away The rest that hath been named, are all of Roses mind, And would unto their Sweet-hearts be both loyall, true, and kind, So they might have their company, by day and eke by night, O that's the thing they wish for, to have them in their sight. But the valliant, Gallant, Soldiers as they say, Hath stoln their bonny hearts from them away. To draw to a conclusion, I wish all Damsels mild. Both them that have flat bellyes, and them that are with child: To beare all things with prudence, and suffer patiently, And buy each one a Hand-kercher to wipe her wet eyes dry. And when your Sweet-hearts Come to you again, They'l use a means to cure you of your pain, Be not too heavy-minded, but thus I'd have you pray, That those which stole your hearts from you and carryed them away, May come again with safety, and make you all amends, To marry you and love you, and so my Ditty ends. The valliant, Gallants Hath stoln your hearts away, They'l bring them home again another day.
Printed for Tho. Vere, at the Angel, without New-gate.