%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE / Unconstant Lovers Cruelty. / OR, / The Dying Damosels dreadful Destiny. / Love in dispair, what heart can bear, / when falshood does appear, / There's no relief but bitter grief, / destroys their life so dear. 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 07/11/2021 37510

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R236103 1 Black and Sullen Hour There is One Black and Sullen Hour Black and Sullen Hour AS I walk'd forth one morning fair, / to view what Nature did compleat, British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 155 2: 157 THE / Unconstant Lovers Cruelty. / OR, / The Dying Damosels dreadful Destiny. / Love in dispair, what heart can bear, / when falshood does appear, / There's no relief but bitter grief, / destroys their life so dear. THE Unconstant Lover's Cruelty. OR, The Dying Damsel's dreadful Destiny. Love in despair, what heart can bear, when falsehood does appear, There's no relief but bitter grief, destroys their life so dear. ?-? J. Blare

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AS I walk'd forth one morning fair, to view what Nature did compleat, Where little Hills enammell'd were, with Lillies and fair Violets sweet; And while I in my Pleasures did remain, I heard a Damsel thus complain, I heard a Damsel thus complain, Farewel thou most unconstant Swain, Farewel thou most unconstant Swain. Then to a most convenient place, I being then resolv'd to go, Where I remained for a space, to know the cause of all her woe, With sighs & sobs she sounded forth her moan As she lay languishing alone, as she lay, etc. Her joys they being fully flown, her joys they, etc. Those protestations which you made, is now the cause of all my woe; By which my heart was soon betray'd, proving my final overthrow, Here am I tortur'd by your tyranny,
How could you prove so false to me, how could, etc. And break the laws of loyalty, and break, etc. Long was I woo'd before I gave, consent to any terms of Love, But at the length your life to save, my heart you did with pitty move, Protesting that you ever would prove true, And thus my heart you did subdue, and thus, etc. Yet now no Man more false than you, yet now, etc. Here will I write my last farewel, my life my Love will not reprieve, You little Birds ring forth my knell, when of this World I take my leave: While tears did trickle down she thus did cry Why do I here in sorrows lye, why do I, etc. O! break strong heart and let me dye O! break, etc.
Alas her patience here was try'd, for care and grief did her surround, Then did she lay her Lute aside, casting herself upon the ground: Here must I end my days, so hards my fate, My grief and sorrows are so great, my grief, etc. No Tongue nor Pen can well relate, no tongue, etc. While she lamented for her love, and could not find the least relief, Every Creature in the Grove, did seem to be possess'd with grief, The little pritty Lambs bleat forth her woe, The small Birds they their sorrow shew, the small, etc. In cloaking their fine Wings dow[?], in cloaking, etc. Then from her trance she did arise, and drawing forth a weapon keen, Which when I see, did me surprize, I ran to enter in between: In hopes to stay her hand, though all in vain, She on her breast receiv'd her bane, she on her, etc. Whence streams of blood ran down amain, whence stre[ams], etc. When she had gave this fatal stroke, with groans and most relenting crys, These were the dying words she spoke, my life is here a sacrifice: To him who I so dearly did adore, I never shall behold him more, I never, etc. The world cannot my life restore, the world, etc. Then with a sigh she did depart, which seem'd to pierce the Cloudy Sky, I was afflicted in my heart, to see so sweet a creature dye: You loyal lovers that this tydings hear, In this sad sorrow bear a share, in this sad sorrow bear a share, Contribute in one brinish tear, contribute in one brinish tear.
This may be Printed R.P. Printed for J. Blare, at the Looking-Glass on London-Bridge.