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<HEAD>The Bleeding LOVER.</HEAD>
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<L>Young Men that do promi&s;e make,</L>
<L>In your performance be not &s;lack.</L>
<L>For well you know, 'tis often &s;o.</L>
<L>Ingratitude makes all things black.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, The <HI>Doubting Virgin.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>LOvers all come hear my Story,</L>
<L>which to you I &s;hall relate,</L>
<L>He on whom I fix'd my Glory,</L>
<L>me requites with mortal hate,</L>
<L>In my angui&s;h, here I langui&s;h,</L>
<L>wa&s;ting in my lingring pain,</L>
<L>I'm delected, and rejected,</L>
<L>yet delighted with my chain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Love, O love, is of &s;uch power,</L>
<L>all my &s;ences it confounds,</L>
<L>It my vitals doth devour,</L>
<L>all my joys in &s;orrow drowns:</L>
<L>Yet by nature, I poor creature,</L>
<L>ever was to love inclin'd,</L>
<L>Con&s;tant proving, dearly loving,</L>
<L>tho&s;e who were to me unkind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now my life is near an ending,</L>
<L>for I feel my &s;trength decay,</L>
<L>Hopes no longer are depending,</L>
<L>my fierce pa&s;&s;ion to allay,</L>
<L>Waking, &s;leeping, always we eying,</L>
<L>comforts are quite from me fled,</L>
<L>O 'twill plea&s;ure when he &s;ees me</L>
<L>fainting on my love-&s;ick bed.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Surely he mu&s;t needs be troubled,</L>
<L>my condition for to &s;ee,</L>
<L>And his &s;orrows will be doubled,</L>
<L>at my &s;ad perplexitee:</L>
<L>When I'm lying fainting, dying,</L>
<L>on his name I'le &s;urely call,</L>
<L>Oft repeating, and relating,</L>
<L>that he was the cau&s;e of all.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Down my cheeks when tears do trickle,</L>
<L>freely flowing from mine eyes,</L>
<L>It will trouble him a little,</L>
<L>that my love he did de&s;pi&s;e:</L>
<L>Unrelieved, being grieved,</L>
<L>to him&s;elf he thus will &s;ay,</L>
<L>O deceitful and ungrateful,</L>
<L>then ha&s;t ca&s;t a maid away.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In my tomb I'le have in&s;erted,</L>
<L>here lyes one that was forlorn,</L>
<L>By her lover quite de&s;erted,</L>
<L>which did cau&s;e her for to mourn:</L>
<L>Broken hearted, &s;he departed,</L>
<L>that in love did all excell,</L>
<L>Then the fainted, and lamented,</L>
<L>&s;aying cruel Love farewel.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;halt get but little by it,</L>
<L>wherefor <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word"> thou do&s;t go,</L>
<L>Thou &s;halt never be at quiet,</L>
<L>but oppre&s;t with care and woe:</L>
<L>I will follow, through each hollow,</L>
<L>where thou goe&s;t thy &s;elf to hide,</L>
<L>I'le come to thee, and pur&s;ue thee,</L>
<L>&s;aying 'twas for thee I dy'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In thy dreams I will affright thee,</L>
<L>and appear in ugly &s;hape,</L>
<L>Care and &s;orrow &s;hall betide thee,</L>
<L>there's no hope for to e&s;cape:</L>
<L>You mi&s;u&s;ed, and abu&s;ed</L>
<L>one that lov'd you too too dear,</L>
<L>Pray now mind it, you &s;hall find it,</L>
<L>you &s;hall ne're be quiet here.</L>
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<LG>
<L>With &s;ighs &amp; grounds I'le fill thine ears too,</L>
<L>in the middle of the night,</L>
<L>Which &s;hall much encrea&s;e thy fears too,</L>
<L>and thy treacherous &s;oul affright:</L>
<L>I for ever will endeavour,</L>
<L>for to be a plague to thee,</L>
<L>Twill be plea&s;ure beyond mea&s;ure,</L>
<L>to encrea&s;e thy mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Fal&s;e young-men that hear this ditty,</L>
<L>and to royalty pretend,</L>
<L>Of poor maidens take &s;ome pitty,</L>
<L>unto them &s;ome comfort lend:</L>
<L>Maids for&s;aken, are o're-taken,</L>
<L>with &s;uch dreadful mortal pain,</L>
<L>Can't be cured, nor endured,</L>
<L>&s;o by Love are often &s;tain.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>J. Clarke, W. Chackeray,</HI> and <HI>C. Pa&s;&s;enger.</HI></P>
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