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<HEAD><HI>The Vnfortunate Lover:</HI> OR, Merry <HI>ANDREW</HI>'s &s;ad and wofull Lamentati|on for the Lo&s;s of his Sweetheart <HI>JOAN.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>I marry and thank ye too.</HI></OPENER>
<P>Licen&s;ed according to Order.</P>
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<LG>
<L>ALas I am come to Town,</L>
<L>and here make pitifull moan,</L>
<L>For having rambled up and down</L>
<L><HI>can't find out my true Love</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I came to <HI>Bartholomew</HI> Fair,</L>
<L>and &s;earch'd that Place alone,</L>
<L>Expecting to have found her there,</L>
<L><HI>my delicate Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I am in a pitifull Ca&s;e,</L>
<L>and &s;hall be overthrown,</L>
<L>I have made many a &s;owre Face,</L>
<L><HI>for want of my true Love</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>In Bed I can take no re&s;t,</L>
<L>but rumble and to&s;s alone,</L>
<L>A thou&s;and Torments in my Brea&s;t</L>
<L><HI>for want of my Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>To Love I am &s;o enclin'd</L>
<L>and daily do make &s;ad moan,</L>
<L>And quite di&s;tracted in my mind,</L>
<L><HI>for want of my true Love</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>She's as &s;weet as a &s;ucking Pig,</L>
<L>for her I do make my moan;</L>
<L>I long to Dance the VVedding-Iig</L>
<L><HI>along with my Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I wander the &s;ilent Grove,</L>
<L>and make mo&s;t piteous moan,</L>
<L>I am over head and ears in Love,</L>
<L><HI>and all for my Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>For &s;he was as &s;weet a hit,</L>
<L>as ever by me was known,</L>
<L>Her precious Smiles I can't forget,</L>
<L><HI>Oh, where is my Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Her Lips they were Cherry red,</L>
<L>&s;he had but one fault alone,</L>
<L>A little Child e'er &s;he was VVed,</L>
<L><HI>my delicate Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I like her never the wor&s;e,</L>
<L>the Child's a Champion grown,</L>
<L>By being well brought up at Nur&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>But where is my Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>To &s;peak of her Beauty bright,</L>
<L>there hardly is &s;uch a One,</L>
<L>Her plea&s;ant Charms do's dim my &s;ight,</L>
<L><HI>my delicate Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>At once &s;he looks <HI>North</HI> and <HI>South,</HI></L>
<L>her Beauty I needs mu&s;t own,</L>
<L>She has a pretty Sparrows Mouth,</L>
<L><HI>my delicate Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Her pretty &s;weet Bettle-brow,</L>
<L>but Teeth &s;he has not one,</L>
<L>She is as &s;lender as a Cow,</L>
<L><HI>my delicate Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Her Hair's as black as a Cole,</L>
<L>for her I do make &s;ad moan,</L>
<L>I fear &s;ome Lord or Earl has &s;tore,</L>
<L><HI>my delicate Sweetheart</HI> Ioan.</L>
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<P><HI>Printed for</HI> P. Brooksby. I. Deacon. I. Blare. I. Back.</P>
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