%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> PORTSMOUTHs Lamentation, / OR, A Dialogue between Two Amorous Ladies, E.G. and D.P. / Dame Portsmouth was design'd for France, / But therein was prevented; / Who Mourns at this Unhappy Chance, / and sadly doth lament it. 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 09/01/2021 37525

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R181970 1 Tom the Taylor, Or, Titus Oats Buggering Oates, Prepare Thy Neck Tom the Taylor, Or, Titus Oates I Prithee Portsmouth tell me plain, / without dissimulation, British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 167 2: 168 PORTSMOUTHs Lamentation, / OR, A Dialogue between Two Amorous Ladies, E.G. and D.P. / Dame Portsmouth was design'd for France, / But therein was prevented; / Who Mourns at this Unhappy Chance, / and sadly doth lament it. PORTSMOUTH's Lamentation, OR, A Dialogue between Two Amorous Ladies, E.G. and D.P. Dame Portsmouth was designed for France, But therein was prevented; Who Mourns at this Unhappy Chance, and sadly doth lament it. ?-? C. Dennisson

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I Prithee Portsmouth tell me plain, without dissimulation, When dost thou home return again, and leave this English Nation? Your youthful days are past and gone, you plainly may perceive it, Winter of age is coming on, true you may believe it. And Nelly is't not so with thee why dost thou seem to flout me, I am inclos'd with misery, and sorrows round about me: O 'twas a sad and fatal hour, as e're could come unto me, When Death did all my joys devour, on purpose to undoe me.
Thy loss was much I must confess, and much to be lamented, Now thou art almost pittiless, thy design it is prevented: To France 'twas thy intent to go, but therein did'st miscarry, And trouble 'tis to thee I know, that thou art forc'd to tarry. Fye Nell, this news is worse and worse, and doth increase my trouble, That I must now unstring my purse, doth make my sorrow double, From hence I thought for to convey what in this Land I gained, But I am here confin'd to stay, and now my credits stained.
Pish, lightly come, and lightly go, ne'r let this matter grieve thee, Tho' fortune seems to be thy foe, and for a while to leave thee: Yet shee again on thee may smile, then be not broken hearted, Tho' from this little Brittish Isle, thou must not yet be parted. With care and grief I am opprest, and I am discontented Sorrow is lodged in my Breast, my Youthful life lamented: How did I vainly spend my time, tho' Riches still increased; And play'd the Wanton in my prime, but now my comfort's ceased. Well, thou hast laid up Riches store, to serve thee when afflicted; And yet doth carp and care for more thou can'st not contradict it, But let enough thy mind suffice since fortune frowns upon thee: Now show thyself discreet, and wise, or else what will come on thee? Could I but safely get to France, with all my Gold and Treasure; There would I briskly sing, and dance, and Riot beyound measure; But I am crost in my design, which greatly doth torment me, And 'tis in vain for to repine: what plagues hath Heaven sent me. Madam I fear it will grow worse, with patience strive to bear it, And since you must unstring your purse, for it be now prepared, Your debts in England must be paid believe me what I tell ye And thereat be not dismaid, but be advis'd by Nelly.
FINIS. Printed for C. Dennisson, at the Stationers- Arms, within Aldgate.