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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080310.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>THE True Lovers Overthrow,</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>Whil&s;t poor <HI>Amintas</HI> pin'd to Death,</L>
<L>For <HI>Celia</HI> bright and fair,</L>
<L>At la&s;t for him &s;he lo&s;t her Breath,</L>
<L>A grief beyond compare.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of <HI>State</HI> and <HI>Ambition.</HI></OPENER>
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<L>AH <HI>Cupid</HI>! thou prove&s;t unkind and too cruel,</L>
<L>a true loving Shepherd thus &s;trangely to wound,</L>
<L>She that I counted my Love and my Jewel</L>
<L>But let her prove Faithle&s;s, yet I will prove Loyal</L>
<L>and tho &s;he doth Tyranni&s;e con&s;tant il'e be;</L>
<L>For &s;he that hath given to me the denial,</L>
<L>my Ruin and De&s;tiny &s;oon &s;he will &s;ee,</L>
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<LG>
<L>Here panting I lye and am always complaining,</L>
<L>how &s;he to her true Love hath proved &s;evere;</L>
<L>And when I con&s;ider her, &s;corn and di&s;daining,</L>
<L>from my blubber'd eyes then I part with a Tear:</L>
<L>And panting ju&s;t like a di&s;con&s;olate Lover,</L>
<L>cry <HI>Celia</HI> how could'&s;t thou be cruel to me;</L>
<L>As &s;he her disdain &s;o I folly di&s;cover,</L>
<L><UNCLEAR>and now I am</UNCLEAR> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
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<LG>
<L>Now I of my Sen&s;es am &s;trangely bereaved,</L>
<L>and captiv'd I am by the charms of her Eye;</L>
<L>Yet at my &s;ad Torments &s;he nothing is grieved,</L>
<L>nor pitties me not tho in Fetters <HI>I</HI> lye,</L>
<L>But if <HI>I</HI> at pre&s;ent am &s;corned and &s;lighted,</L>
<L>and nothing can prove more disdainful than &s;he</L>
<L>Yet &s;he without Que&s;&s;ion will once be requited,</L>
<L>and then &s;hee'l remember her &s;corning of me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>'Tis pitty that Cruelty's plea&s;ing unto her,</L>
<L>and that in disdain &s;he &s;hould take a delight;</L>
<L>For one time or other <HI>I</HI> fear 'twill undo her,</L>
<L>and Tyrants but &s;eldom get any thing by't;</L>
<L>What Creature &s;o fair coul'd &s;o &s;light a poor Lover?</L>
<L>that never was plea&s;'d till her Beauty he &s;ee;</L>
<L>No Riches nor Plea&s;ure <HI>I</HI> prized above her,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="page cropped" EXTENT="1 line"></L>
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<L>Well &s;ince 'tis my fate <HI>I</HI> mu&s;t needs be contented,</L>
<L>And under my burthen mu&s;t patiently ly;</L>
<L>What's for me alotted cannot be preuented:</L>
<L>The wor&s;t &s;he can do is to &s;corne till <HI>I</HI> Dy</L>
<L>And when for her &s;ake, with this World <HI>I</HI> have parted</L>
<L>Tho&s;e that do outlive me will &s;orrowful be,</L>
<L>And &s;ay the poor Shepherd he dy's broken hearted</L>
<L>So a &s;orrowful Epitaph write over me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And when a long time He in &s;orrow had pined,</L>
<L>At la&s;t he &s;ubmitted to conquering Death;</L>
<L>His vitals decaied and his life He re&s;igned</L>
<L>And &s;ighing did yeild up his murmuring breath</L>
<L>But when the&s;e &s;ad tydings to <HI>Celia</HI> were carry'd</L>
<L>That &s;he her poor Shephard no oftner &s;hould &s;ee</L>
<L>Since he by her cruelty &s;o had mi&s;carry'd</L>
<L>She cr'yd there is none &s;o unhappy as me.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Ah Shepherd mo&s;t Faithfull true, loyal, and con&s;tant</L>
<L>Thou for thy fidelity paye&s;t to dear,</L>
<L>Who'd thinks that thy doom I &s;hould work in an in&s;tant</L>
<L>And now my owne ruine I greatly do fear</L>
<L>Yet 'twill be but ju&s;tice if I am requited</L>
<L>For cruel di&s;dain and for &s;torming of thee;</L>
<L>My joys I do fear now will &s;oon be benighted,</L>
<L>Then ruin and &s;orrow will wait upon me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now 'tis too late my dear Love to recal thee,</L>
<L>Thine eyes they are clo&s;'d and thy Breath it is gone,</L>
<L>Tho &s;uch cruel De&s;tiny chanc'd to befall thee,</L>
<L>In Loves cooler Shades I will, meet thee anon;</L>
<L>My Con&s;cience is prick'd and my Sen&s;es confounded,</L>
<L>Wherever I go I thy Spirit do &s;ee,</L>
<L>I grieve that to Death a true Lover I wounded,</L>
<L>And now the &s;ame Fate is attending on me.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I &s;light all the comforts that morrtals can give me,</L>
<L>And here on the Earth I no plea&s;ure can take.</L>
<L>There's nothing on this &s;ide the Grave can relieve me,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t langui&s;hing dye for my true Lovers &s;ake,</L>
<L>And now my <HI>Amintas</HI> with &s;peed do expect me,</L>
<L>For &s;oon in <HI>Eiziu<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">m</HI> with thee il'e be:</L>
<L>You powers of Love to the Shades now direct me,</L>
<L>Where I my <HI>Amintas</HI> may joyfully &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus &s;ince you have heard of two true Lovers Ruine,</L>
<L>I hope this to others a warning will be,</L>
<L>Since this to them both did prove an undooing,</L>
<L>The fruits of disdain here you plainly may &s;ee;</L>
<L>Let tho&s;e that are now bound fa&s;t in Loves Fetter,</L>
<L>Endeavour to fly from Pride, Scorn and Disdain,</L>
<L>The Fruits of Love &s;torming, but &s;eldom proves better,</L>
<L>What in plea&s;ure begins, too oft endeth in pain.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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