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<HEAD>The Forlorn Lover:
DECLARING HOW

<L>A La&s;s gave her Lover three &s;lipps for a Tea&s;ter,</L>
<L>And married another a Week before Ea&s;ter.</L></HEAD>
<OPENER>To a plea&s;ant new Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L><HI>A</HI> W&eacute;ek before <HI>Ea&s;ter,</HI></L>
<L>the dayes long and clear,</L>
<L>So bright is the Sun,</L>
<L>and &s;o cold is the Air,</L>
<L>I went into the Forre&s;t</L>
<L>&s;ome Flowers to find there:</L>
<L>And the Forre&s;t would yield me no Po&s;ies.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Wheat and the Rye,</L>
<L>that groweth &s;o gr&eacute;en,</L>
<L>The Hedges and Tr&eacute;es</L>
<L>in their &s;everal coats.</L>
<L>Small Birds do &s;ing</L>
<L>in their changeable Nots,</L>
<L>But there groweth no Srawberies or Ro&s;es.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I went into the Meadow,</L>
<L>&s;ome time for to &s;pend,</L>
<L>And to come back agen,</L>
<L>I did fully intend;</L>
<L>But as I came back,</L>
<L>I met with a Friend,</L>
<L>And 'twas love was the cau&s;e of my mourning.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I lov'd a fair Lady,</L>
<L>this many a long day.</L>
<L>And now to requite me,</L>
<L>&s;he is married away,</L>
<L>Here &s;he hath left me,</L>
<L>in &s;orrow to &s;tay,</L>
<L>But now I begin to con&s;ider,</L>
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<L><HI>I</HI> Loved her d&eacute;er,</L>
<L>and I loved her well,</L>
<L>I hated all people,</L>
<L>that &s;poke of her ill,</L>
<L>Many a one told me</L>
<L>what &s;he did &s;ay,</L>
<L>But yet I would hardly beleive them.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But when I did hear</L>
<L>my Love was in the Church,</L>
<L>I went out of my Seat,</L>
<L>and &s;at in the Porch.</L>
<L>I found I &s;hould fal&s;ly</L>
<L>be left in the lurch,</L>
<L>And thought that my heart would have broken.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But when I did &s;&eacute;e</L>
<L>my Love to Church go,</L>
<L>With all her Bride-Maidens,</L>
<L>they made &s;uch a &s;how:</L>
<L>I laught in conceit,</L>
<L>but my heart was full low,</L>
<L>To &s;&eacute;e how highly &s;he was regarded</L>
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<LG>
<L>But when I &s;aw my Love,</L>
<L>in the Church &s;tand,</L>
<L>Gold Ring on her finger,</L>
<L>well &s;eal'd with a hand,</L>
<L>He had &s;o &s;edued her</L>
<L>with Hou&s;e and with Land,</L>
<L>That nothing but Death can them &s;ever,</L>
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<LG>
<L>But when her Bride-Maidens</L>
<L>were having hir to Bed,</L>
<L>I &s;tept in among&s;t them,</L>
<L>and ki&s;&s;ed the Bride,</L>
<L>I wi&s;ht I might have b&eacute;en</L>
<L>laid by her &s;ide:</L>
<L>And by that means I got me a fa|vour.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When &s;he was laid in Bed,</L>
<L>(dre&s;t up in white)</L>
<L>My eyes gu&s;ht with water,</L>
<L>that drown'd my &s;ight</L>
<L>I put off my Hat,</L>
<L>and did bid all good-night<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>And adiu my dear &s;w&eacute;eting for ever</L>
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<LG>
<L>Oh dig me a Grave,</L>
<L>that is wide, large, and d&eacute;epe,</L>
<L>With a root at my head,</L>
<L>and another at my f&eacute;et;</L>
<L>There will I lye</L>
<L>and take a long &s;l&eacute;epe,</L>
<L>Ile bid her farewell for ever.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She plighted her Faith,</L>
<L>to be my fair Bride,</L>
<L>And now at la&s;t hath</L>
<L>me fal&s;ly depriv'd,</L>
<L>I'le leave off my wrath,</L>
<L>and wi&s;h God be my guide,</L>
<L>Do &s;ave me from &s;uch another.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I pitty her ca&s;e,</L>
<L>much more then my own,</L>
<L>That She &s;hould imbrace,</L>
<L>and joyn hands in one.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t I am her True-love,</L>
<L>and daily do groan,</L>
<L>My &s;orrow I cannot &s;mother.</L>
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<L>Though Marriage hath bound her,</L>
<L>&s;he is much too blame,</L>
<L>And though he hath found her,</L>
<L>her Husband I am;</L>
<L>Hereafter 'twill wound her,</L>
<L>that &s;he put me to &s;hame.</L>
<L>When con&s;cience &s;hall be her ac|cu&s;er.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Two Husbands She hath,</L>
<L>by this wilde mi&s;carriage,</L>
<L>The one by a contract,</L>
<L>the other by Marriage:</L>
<L>She doth her whole Family,</L>
<L>gro&s;ly di&s;parage,</L>
<L>But I will not plot, to misu&s;e her.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Beware all Young-men,</L>
<L>of Arts, or of Trades,</L>
<L>Chu&s;e warily when</L>
<L>you m&eacute;et with &s;uch Maids,</L>
<L>You'd better live &s;ingle,</L>
<L>alone in the Shades,</L>
<L>Then to love &s;uch an abu&s;er.</L>
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<P>London, <HI>Printed for F.</HI> Coles, T. Vere, <HI>and</HI> J. Wright,</P>
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