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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<PB N="423" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 18 -->
<HEAD>The Slighted MAID: OR, The Pining Lover:</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>With &s;ighs and moans &s;he doth intreat her Dear,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t he &s;eems to be deaf and will not hear:</L>
<L>At length his frozen Heart begins to melt,</L>
<L>Being moved with the pa&s;&s;ion &s;he had felt.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>I prithee Love turn me,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
<HEADNOTE>
<P>Licens'd and Enter'd according to Order.</P>
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<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>WAs ever Maiden &s;o &s;corned,</L>
<L>by one that &s;he loved &s;o dear;</L>
<L>Long time have I &s;ighed and mourned,</L>
<L>and &s;till my Love will not hear:</L>
<L>O turn to me my own dear Heart,</L>
<L>and I prithee Love turn to me;</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Lad I long for,</L>
<L>and, alas! what remedy?</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My lodging is on the cold ground,</L>
<L>and very hard is my fare,</L>
<L>But that which troubles me mo&s;t, is</L>
<L>the unkindne&s;s of my Dear:</L>
<L>O turn to me my own dear Heart,</L>
<L>and I prithee Love turn to me;</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou act the Lad I long for,</L>
<L>and, alas! what remedy?</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O &s;top not thy ear to the wailings</L>
<L>of me a poor harmle&s;s Maid;</L>
<L>You know we are &s;ubject to failings,</L>
<L>blind Cupid hath me betraid:</L>
<L>And now I mu&s;t cry, O turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prithee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone art</L>
<L>the cau&s;e of my mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>How can&s;t thou be &s;o heard hearted,</L>
<L>and cruel to me alone;</L>
<L>If ever we &s;hould be parted,</L>
<L>then all my delight is gone;</L>
<L>But ever I cry, O turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prithee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone art</L>
<L>the cau&s;e of my mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'll make thee pritty &s;weet po&s;ies,</L>
<L>and con&s;tant I ever will prove,</L>
<L>I'll &s;trow thy chamber with ro&s;es,</L>
<L>and all to delight my Love:</L>
<L>Then turn to me my own dear Heart,</L>
<L>and I prithee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone can</L>
<L>procure my liberty.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'll do my endeavour to plea&s;e thee,</L>
<L>by making the bed full &s;oft,</L>
<L>Of all thy &s;orrows i'll ea&s;e thee,</L>
<L>by ki&s;&s;ing thy lips full oft:</L>
<L>Then turn to me my own dear Heart,</L>
<L>and I prethee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone can</L>
<L>procure my liberty.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But thou wilt harden thy heart &s;till,</L>
<L>and be deaf to my pittiful moan,</L>
<L>So I mu&s;t endure the &s;mart &s;till,</L>
<L>and tumble in &s;traw all alone:</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;till I cry, O turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prithee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone art</L>
<L>the cau&s;e of my mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If that thou &s;till do di&s;dain me,</L>
<L>I never will love thee more,</L>
<L>Thy cruelty &s;hall never pain me,</L>
<L>for i'll have another in &s;tore:</L>
<L>But &s;till I cry, O turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prethee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone art</L>
<L>the cau&s;e of my mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>By hearing her pittiful clamour,</L>
<L>the pa&s;&s;ion of love he felt;</L>
<L>He could no longer di&s;dain her,</L>
<L>his frozen heart it did melt:</L>
<L>For ever &s;he cryed, O turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prethee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone can</L>
<L>procure my liberty.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He &s;aid, My Love I will plea&s;e thee,</L>
<L>thy heavine&s;s grieves me &s;ore,</L>
<L>But let not &s;orrow once &s;eize thee,</L>
<L>I never will grieve thee more:</L>
<L>I'll turn to thee my own kind Heart,</L>
<L>dear Love i'll turn to thee;</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For I am the Man that now am come</L>
<L>to procure thy liberty.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'll crown thee with a garland of &s;traw then,</L>
<L>and marry thee with a ru&s;h-ring,</L>
<L>My frozen heart it will thaw then,</L>
<L>and merrily we will &s;ing:</L>
<L>But ever &s;he cry'd, O turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prethee Love turn to me,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone can</L>
<L>relea&s;e my mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t lovingly he embrac'd her,</L>
<L>and call'd her his Heart's Delight;</L>
<L>And clo&s;e by his &s;ide he plac'd her,</L>
<L>all &s;orrows was vanqui&s;ht quite:</L>
<L>And now &s;he for joy cry'd, Turn Love,</L>
<L>and I prethee Love turn to me;</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L>For thou art the Man that alone ha&s;t</L>
<L>relea&s;t me of mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
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<DIV1 TYPE="colophon">
<P><HI><UNCLEAR>London:</UNCLEAR></HI> Printed by and for <HI>W. O.</HI> for <HI>A. M.</HI> and &s;old by <HI>C. Bates,</HI> at the Sun and Bible <HI>in Pye-corner.</HI></P>
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