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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>The true Lovers Ioy: OR, The Reward of Con&s;tany BEING, <HI>An Amorous Diaologue between a Seaman and his Love:</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>The Maid implores the aid of <HI>Charon</HI>'s Boat,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That to the gloomy &s;hades her &s;oul might float;</HI></L>
<L><HI>With &s;ighs and groans, much weary and opre&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>At length he heard her moan, and gave her re&s;t</HI></L>
<L><HI>From all pa&s;t dangers, and from future harms,</HI></L>
<L><HI>She &s;afe arriv'd, and anchor'd in his arms.</HI></L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To a New Tune, much in Reque&s;t.</OPENER>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>HArk <HI>Charon,</HI> come away,</L>
<L>bring forth thy Boat and Oars,</L>
<L>And carry me poor harmle&s;s Maid</L>
<L>unto the <HI>Elizium</HI> Shoars.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Charon.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Who calls <HI>Charon</HI> in ha&s;t,</L>
<L>whil&s;t I &s;it here in pain</L>
<L>I carry none but pure and cha&s;t,</L>
<L>&s;uch as true Love hath &s;laie.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I come dear &s;oul I come,</L>
<L>thy face doth &s;o incharm me,</L>
<L>Come in my Boat and take thy room,</L>
<L>neither wind nor wave &s;hall harm thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now I am come in thy Boat,</L>
<L>I am a Maid undone,</L>
<L>Sighing my heart is almo&s;t broak,</L>
<L>for my Love he is from me gone &amp;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus as I pa&s;s the &s;hades,</L>
<L>i'le tell you a mournful tale,</L>
<L>So full of &s;ighs as we do pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>&s;hall &s;erve us for a gayl.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And &s;o beguild the time,</L>
<L>i'le &s;ing you a true Loves &s;ong,</L>
<L>Mine eyes &s;hall &s;how a Sea of tears</L>
<L>to carry the Boat along.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>VVHat's become of tho&s;e hard hearts,</L>
<L>of a Virgin takes no pity,</L>
<L>They'r &s;ailing to <HI>Virginny</HI> parts,</L>
<L>where <HI>Neptune</HI> hath built a City.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O <HI>Cupid</HI> hath wounded me,</L>
<L>and hath pierc'd my tender heart,</L>
<L>To call for one whom I lov'd &s;o dear,</L>
<L>who cares but little for't.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus in the &s;hades below,</L>
<L>we'l wa&s;te the tedious hours,</L>
<L>No gu&s;ts of winds, but &s;ighs &s;hall blow,</L>
<L>the Boat with <HI>Charons</HI> Oars.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>His An&s;wer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Stay gentle <HI>Charon</HI> &s;tay,</L>
<L>and let thy Boat alone,</L>
<L>Row not the harmle&s;&s;e Maid away</L>
<L>that &s;its and makes her moan.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For &s;he that calls &s;o fa&s;t,</L>
<L>and &s;ighs &s;o at thy &s;tay,</L>
<L>A Virgin is as pure and cha&s;t.</L>
<L>as e're true Love did <UNCLEAR>&s;lay.</UNCLEAR></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She's no dear &s;oul for thee,</L>
<L>let not her face incharm thee,</L>
<L>Though room within thy Boat there be,</L>
<L>her beauty there may harm thee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O fair one, if you go,</L>
<L>i'm more undone than you,</L>
<L>My heart doth equal &s;orrow know,</L>
<L>and &s;till my Love is true.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The &s;hades you mu&s;t not pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>nor mournful &s;tories tell</L>
<L>In&s;tead of &s;ighing gales, alas!</L>
<L>a ki&s;&s;e will do as well.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>You'd better &s;tay a&s;hore,</L>
<L>and &s;ing us a true Loves &s;ong,</L>
<L>There's Sea enough he needs no more,</L>
<L>to carry his Boat along.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>No heart &s;o hard I know,</L>
<L>but would gladly ea&s;e your pain,</L>
<L>El&s;e let him to <HI>Virginny</HI> go,</L>
<L>and never return again.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If <HI>Cupid</HI> hath wounded you,</L>
<L>he had wounded me before,</L>
<L>If you love as you &s;ay you do,</L>
<L>I love you as much or more.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In Beds of &s;ofte&s;t Down,</L>
<L>we'l &s;pend the &s;hort liv'd nights,</L>
<L>No gu&s;ts of wind or &s;ighs &s;hall drown</L>
<L>the current of our delights.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come gentle <HI>Charon</HI> come,</L>
<L>and me to &s;hoar remove,</L>
<L>The wind di&s;pairing &s;ighs did blow,</L>
<L>&s;hall waft me unto my Love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>How flow the Boats-man&s; tears,</L>
<L>if he no fa&s;ter ply,</L>
<L>My Love to rid me of my fears,</L>
<L>&s;hall lend me his wings to flye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To thee dear Love I float,</L>
<L>finding thee ju&s;t and true.</L>
<L>And bid to <HI>Charon</HI> and his Boat,</L>
<L>eternally adieu.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Make ha&s;te, make ha&s;te my Dear,</L>
<L>for if thou longer &s;tay,</L>
<L>Thorough the floods without all fear,</L>
<L>my Arms &s;hall make their way.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Welcome my love to &s;hoar</L>
<L>I'le keep thee now from harms,</L>
<L>And thou &s;halt ride forever more,</L>
<L>at Anchor in my Arms.</L>
</LG>
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<P><HI>Printed for Phillip Brooksby in We&s;t Smithfield.</HI></P>
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