%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE / HAPPY LOVER: / OR, / Celia won by Aminta's Loyalty. / A New SONG in great Request at Court. 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 07/10/2021 37328

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R221429 1 Why are my Eyes, &c. Why Are My Eyes Still Flowing Why Are My Eyes, etc. WHy are my Eyes still flow------ing? Why do's my Heart thus trembling move? / Why do I sigh when go---------ing, To see the Darling Saint I Love? British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 115 THE / HAPPY LOVER: / OR, / Celia won by Aminta's Loyalty. / A New SONG in great Request at Court. THE HAPPY LOVER: OR, Celia won by Aminta's Loyalty. A New SONG in great Request at Court. ?-? J. Blare

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WHy are my Eyes still flow------ ---ing? Why do's my Heart thus trembling move? Why do I sigh when go----- ------ ------ing, To see the Darling Saint I Love? Ah! she's my Heaven, and in her Eyes, the Dei------ --- ------ ------ty, there is no Life Like what she can give, Nor any Death like taking my Leave.
II. Tell me no more of Glo------ ------ry, to Courts Ambition I've resign'd, But tell a long long Sto------ ------ry, of Celias Shape, her Face, and Mind: Speak too of Raptures that will Life destroy; to En------ ------joy, Had I a Diadem, Scepter, and Ball, For that dear Minute I'd part with them all. III. Why am I not enjoy--------- ------ing myself, delighting in thy Arms? My painful Love destroy------ ------ing, with killing Pleasures from thy Charms: Come, come, dear Celia, now let Storms be gone, and o------ ------verblown; There's no delight like thy transporting Love, No Joy below, whate'er there's above. IV. Why do's my Heart thus grieve------ ---me, as I lie panting on my Bed? Why do's my hopes deceive------ ------me, when cruel Fates pronounce me dead? Speak, speak, dear Saint, and by those conqu'ring Eyes, that --------- ------ surprize: Give, give me favour in thy sight again, Or kill me quite to ease my pain.
Her ANSWER. V. HOW can I seek to co------ ---------ver a flaming Heart o'erwhelm'd with grief? See, see a constant Lo------ ------ ------ver, thus fainting, plead for some Relief! No, no, Aminta, cease now to implore, sigh------ ------no more: Had I then Ten thousand Hearts in my Breast, I'd part with all, to give my Love rest. VI. Why do's Aminta sigh------ --- ------ing, think I will coyly Love deface? But can there be deny------ ------ ------ing, to such a Person, such a Grace? Ah! such becoming Boldness too is found, to------ ------ ------be Crown'd, That no fair Nymph that lives upon the Plain, Can have a Heart to give my Dear pain. VII. Aminta.] Who can express the joy---------ing, that my poor Heart doth leaping find? Fly hence all heart-annoy------ ------ing, and fatal grief, for Celias kind: Come then dear Celia, let us now enjoy, Cel] Ay, dear------ ------est, Ay: While we have Breath, let Mortals wonder this, Envy they may, but not spoil our Bliss.
Printed for J. Blare, at the Looking-Glass, on London Bridge.