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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>The Bloody <HI>GARDENER</HI>'s Cruelty; <HI>Or, The Shepherd's Daughter betray'd.</HI></HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>COME all you con&s;tant lovers, and to me lend an ear,</L>
<L>And mind this &s;ad relation, which I do give you here:</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">t is of a maiden fair, a Shepherd's daughter dear;</L>
<L>But love did prove her utter overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She was of beauteous mold, fair and clear to behold,</L>
<L>And by a noble lord &s;he courted were,</L>
<L>But was too young, we find, as yet fond love to mind;</L>
<L>Yet little Cupid did her heart en&s;nare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His parents they were all of high degree,</L>
<L>They &s;aid, She is no match at all for thee</L>
<L>If you our ble&s;&s;ing have, grant us but what we crave,</L>
<L>And wed with none but whom we &s;hall agree.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Dear &s;on, for you we have cho&s;en out a bride,</L>
<L>With &s;tore of gold and beautiful be&s;ide;</L>
<L>Of a temper kind and free, &s;he is the girl for me,</L>
<L>But not a Shepherd's daughter of mean degree,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And if by us you'll not be ruled or led,</L>
<L>You from our pre&s;ence &s;hall be banished:</L>
<L>No more we will you own, to be our only &s;on:</L>
<L>Then let our will be done, to end the &s;trife,</L>
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<LG>
<L>Madam, &s;aid be if a begging I should go,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 word"> &s;hould be well contented &s;o to do,</L>
<L>If that I could but have the girl that I do crave,</L>
<L>No cur&s;ed gold should part my love and me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Was &s;he as poor as Job, and I of royal robe,</L>
<L>And lord of all the globe &s;he &s;hould be mine,</L>
<L>His mother &s;aid in &s;corn, Thou art mo&s;t nobly born,</L>
<L>And with a beggar's brat &s;hall never join,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He hearing of his mother to &s;ay &s;o,</L>
<L>His eyes did then with tears like fountains flow;</L>
<L>Saying, a promi&s;e I have made, and her heart betray'd,</L>
<L>Therefore no other for my bride I chu&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A cruel &s;nare then for her life she laid,</L>
<L>And for to act this thing, oh! then she did,</L>
<L>With her Gardener she agreed, to do the bloody deed</L>
<L>And butcher her forthwith, and dig her grave,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To the Bloody Gardener she gave fore&s;core pounds.</L>
<L>To murder her and lay her under ground,</L>
<L>All in a grave &s;o deep, in everla&s;ting &s;leep,</L>
<L>Hoping her fair body would not be found.</L>
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<LG>
<L>She wrote a letter, and &s;ent it with &s;peed:</L>
<L>Saying, My deare&s;t, with ha&s;te now proceed.</L>
<L>Meet me this night, I've &s;omething to declare.</L>
<L>Poor girl, she little thought upon the deed.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The youthful shepherde&s;s of this nothing knew,</L>
<L>But went to meet her true love as &s;he u&s;ed to do;</L>
<L>She &s;earch'd the garden all around, but no true love &s;he found.</L>
<L>At length the Bloody Gardener did appear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>What &s;iunne&s;s have you here, madam, I pray?</L>
<L>Are you come here to rob the garden gay?</L>
<L>Cries she, No theif I am, but wait for that young-man,</L>
<L>Who did this night appoint to meet me here.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He &s;poke no more, but &s;trait a knife he took,</L>
<L>And pierc'd her heart before one word &s;he &s;poke,</L>
<L>Then on the ground she fell, crying, Sweet love, farewel.</L>
<L>O welcome, welcome, Death, thy fatal &s;troke.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Was this done now, my dear; by your de&s;ign?</L>
<L>Or by your cruel parents mo&s;t unkind,</L>
<L>My life is thus betray'd?&mdash;farewell vain world, she &s;aid,</L>
<L>I hope in heaven I a place shall find</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when he &s;ee her life was really gone,</L>
<L>Immediately he lay'd her in the ground,</L>
<L>With flowers fine and gay her corp&s;e did overlay,</L>
<L>Intending that her body &s;hould not be found.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now all the time this lord he nothing knew,</L>
<L>But went to meet his <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word"> love as he u&s;ed to do,</L>
<L>He &s;earch'd the vallies round, but no true love he found;</L>
<L>The little lambs went wandering to and fro'</L>
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<LG>
<L>Lamenting greatly for their &s;hepherde&s;s</L>
<L>Then he did lay him down upon the gra&s;s.</L>
<L>The heavens he did implore, to &s;ee his love once more,</L>
<L>Oh! then, ye Gods above, I am &s;urely ble&s;t,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Oh! whither &s;hall I &s;eek the angel bright?</L>
<L>Who is alone my plea&s;ure and delight:</L>
<L>Pray, if alive she be, let me my true love &s;ee,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e my &s;oul will quickly take its flight.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Whereat the woods and groves began to mourn;</L>
<L>The &s;mall birds they did &s;ing a mournfull tune,</L>
<L>Crying, Your love is gone, and you left quite alone,</L>
<L>Then on a mo&s;&s;y bank he laid him down.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He had no &s;ooner clos'd his eyes to &s;leep,</L>
<L>But a milk-white dove came to his brea&s;t,</L>
<L>Her fluttering wings did beat, which wak'd him out of &s;leep,</L>
<L>And then the dove took wing, and he was ble&s;t,</L>
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<LG>
<L>To this mother's garden &s;trait he did repair,</L>
<L>For to bemoan the lo&s;s of his own dear,</L>
<L>Here the dove once more he &s;eas, far on a myrtle tree,</L>
<L>With dropping wings di&s;con&s;olate &s;he did appear.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Oh! dove di&s;con&s;olate, why do you come?</L>
<L>Have you not lo&s;t your love, as I have done?</L>
<L>That you do doge me here, no comfort can I bear&punc;</L>
<L>Then thus the dove replied, and then flew down.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Saving it was your mother order'd it &s;o.</L>
<L>Then from her milk white brea&s;t the blood did flow.</L>
<L>To the grove he did repair, but found no true love there,</L>
<L>Homewards then to his mother he did go.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And &s;aid, Mother mo&s;t cruel and &s;evere.</L>
<L>I fear you've kill'd my joy and only dear:</L>
<L>For a dove, I do declare, did all in blood appear.</L>
<L>He &s;aid, if &s;he is dead, her fate I'll &s;hare.</L>
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<LG>
<L>His mother hearing what the &s;on did &s;ay,</L>
<L>She turn'd as pale as death and &s;woon'd away:</L>
<L>Then into di&s;traction run, and told what the had done;</L>
<L>And where the virgin's body it then lay.</L>
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<LG>
<L>He &s;aid no more, but &s;traitways took a kinfe,</L>
<L>And &s;aid, Farewell to the comfort of my life,</L>
<L>Then into the garden flew and pierc'd his body <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word"></L>
<L>And &s;aid, It was cur&s;ed gold cau&s;ed all this &s;trife.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The&s;e loyal lovers in one tomb were laid,</L>
<L>And many a briny tear for them was &s;hed,</L>
<L>And the Gardener, as we hear, was apprehended there,</L>
<L>And hang'd in chains for being &s;o &s;evere,</L>
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