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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>Loves Lamentable Tragedy</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<LG>
<L>When true Lovers prove unkind,</L>
<L>great &s;orrows they procure,</L>
<L>And &s;uch &s;trange pains the &s;lighted find,</L>
<L>that they cannot endure.</L>
</LG>
</ARGUMENT>
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L><GAP DESC="music"> TEnder hearts of <HI>London</HI> City,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="music"> now be mov'd with grief and pitty,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="music"> &s;ince by Lov<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> I am undone;</L>
<L><GAP DESC="music"> Now I langui&s;h in mine angui&s;h,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="music"> too too &s;oon my heart was won.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>By him I am &s;trangely &s;lighted,</L>
<L>In whom I &s;o long delighted,</L>
<L>he unkindly &s;hews di&s;dain;</L>
<L>And my grief is pa&s;t relief,</L>
<L>alas! my heart will break with pain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Damon</HI> you my pa&s;&s;ion knew well,</L>
<L>How then could you be &s;o cruel?</L>
<L>fir&s;t my heart to &s;et on fire;</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="7 words"></L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="5 words"></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Come and &s;ee me as I'm lying,</L>
<L>Bleeding for your &s;ake and dying,</L>
<L>yet my Gho&s;t &s;hall trouble you,</L>
<L>When I depart with, broken heart,</L>
<L>then all your comforts bid adieu.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;halt never be contented,</L>
<L>But by night and day tormented,</L>
<L>&s;ince thou wert &s;o fal&s;e to me:</L>
<L>Celia dying, thus lay crying,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="7 words"></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Down her Cheeks the tears did trickle,</L>
<L>Blaming <HI>Damon</HI> too too fickle;</L>
<L>till her tender heart was broke;</L>
<L>Di&s;contented thus &s;he fainted,</L>
<L>yielding to Death's fatal &s;troke.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When this news to him was carried,</L>
<L>All his joys were &s;poyl'd and marred,</L>
<L>and his heart was fill'd with pain;</L>
<L>Still expre&s;&s;ing, what a ble&s;&s;ing,</L>
<L>he had lo&s;t by his di&s;dain.</L>
</LG>
<DIV2 TYPE="response">
<HEAD>The Young-man's An&s;wer.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>Oh! ye powers be kind unto me,</L>
<L>El&s;e my &s;orrows will undo me,</L>
<L>I am &s;o perplext in mind;</L>
<L>I deny'd her, and defy'd her,</L>
<L>that was loving, cha&s;te and kind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now methinks I'm &s;trangely daunted</L>
<L>By her Gho&s;t I &s;hall be haunted,</L>
<L>where&s;oever I do go,</L>
<L>I &s;hall &s;ee her, mine own dear.</L>
<L>&s;ince I wrought her overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus he pau&s;ing &s;tood, and thinking</L>
<L>Looking as if he were &s;inking,</L>
<L>while his countenance grew pale,</L>
<L>Death come ea&s;e me, quickly &s;eize me</L>
<L>for methinks my Spirits fail.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In his con&s;cience he was wounded,</L>
<L>And his &s;en&s;es were confounded,</L>
<L>tears ran trickling from his Eye;</L>
<L>But his &s;orrow, pierc'd him thorow,</L>
<L>then he vow'd for love to dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then his joynts began to &s;hiver,</L>
<L>Straight he walks into the River,</L>
<L>there to build his watry Tomb,</L>
<L>Often crying, and replying,</L>
<L><HI>Celia</HI> now I come, I come.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P><HI>Licen&s;ed and Entred according to Order</HI></P>
<P><HI>Printed for <HI>I Deacon,</HI> at the <HI>Angel</HI> in <HI>Guilt &s;pur-Street.</HI></HI></P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<HEAD>Loves Lamentable TRAGEDY,</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>When cruel Lovers prove unkind,</L>
<L>Great &s;orrows they procure;</L>
<L>And &s;uch &s;trange pains the &s;lighted find,</L>
<L>That they cannot endure.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To a plea&s;ant new Play-hou&s;e Tune.</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>Tender hearts of London City,</L>
<L>Now be mov'd with grief and pitty</L>
<L>&s;ince by love I am undone:</L>
<L>Now I langui&s;h in mine angi&s;h</L>
<L>too too &s;oon my heart was won.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>By him I am &s;trangly &s;lighted,</L>
<L>In whom I &s;o long delighted:</L>
<L>he unkindly &s;hews di&s;dain,</L>
<L>And my grief is pa&s;t relief,</L>
<L>alas! my heart will break with pain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Damon you my pa&s;&s;ion knew well,</L>
<L>How then could you be &s;o cruel?</L>
<L>fir&s;t my heart to &s;et on fire:</L>
<L>Then to leave me, and deceive me,</L>
<L>when I granted your de&s;ire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Come and &s;ee me as I'm lying,</L>
<L>Bleeding for your &s;ake and dying,</L>
<L>yet my Gho&s;t &s;hall trouble you,</L>
<L>When I depart with, broken heart,</L>
<L>then all your Comforts bid adieu.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;halt never be contented,</L>
<L>But by night and day tormented,</L>
<L>&s;ince thou wert &s;o fal&s;e to me:</L>
<L>Celia dying, thus lay crying,</L>
<L>I will be a plague to thee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Down her Cheeks the tears did trickle,</L>
<L>Blaming Damon too too fickle,</L>
<L>till her tender heart was broke:</L>
<L>Di&s;contented thus &s;he fainted,</L>
<L>yielding to Death's fatal &s;troke.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When this News to him was carried,</L>
<L>All his joys were &s;poill'd and marred,</L>
<L>and his heart was fill'd with pain;</L>
<L>Still expre&s;&s;ing, what a ble&s;&s;ing,</L>
<L>he had lo&s;t by his di&s;dain.</L>
</LG>
<DIV2 TYPE="response">
<HEAD>The Young-man's An&s;wer.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>Oh! ye powers be kind unto me,</L>
<L>El&s;e my &s;orrows will undo me,</L>
<L>I am &s;o perplext in mind;</L>
<L>I deny'd her, and defy'd her,</L>
<L>that was loving, cha&s;t and kind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now methinks I'm &s;trangely daunted</L>
<L>By her Gho&s;t I &s;hal be haunted,</L>
<L>where&s;oever I do go,</L>
<L>I &s;hal &s;ee her, mine own dear,</L>
<L>&s;ince I wrought her overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus he pau&s;ing &s;tood, and thinking</L>
<L>Looking as if he were &s;inking,</L>
<L>while his countenance grew pale,</L>
<L>Death come ea&s;e me, quickly &s;eize me</L>
<L>for methinks my Spirits fail.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In his Con&s;cience he was wounded,</L>
<L>And his Sen&s;es were confounded,</L>
<L>tears ran trickling from his Eye:</L>
<L>But his &s;orrow, pierc'd him thorow,</L>
<L>then he vow'd for love to dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then his ioynts began to &s;hiver,</L>
<L>Straight he walks into the River,</L>
<L>there to build his watry Tomb,</L>
<L>Often crying, and replying,</L>
<L><HI>Celia</HI> now I come, I come.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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