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<HEAD>The lamentation of Mr Pages wife of Plimouth: VVho being enforced to wed again&s;t her will, did con&s;ent to his murder for the love of <HI>George Strangwidge,</HI> for which fact they &s;uffered death at Bar&s;table in Devon&s;hire.</HEAD>
<Q><BIBL>The tune is, <HI>Fortune my Foe.</HI></BIBL></Q>
<LG>
<L>UNhappy &s;he whom fortune hath forlorn,</L>
<L>De&s;pis'd of grace that proffered grace did &s;corn</L>
<L>My lawle&s;s love, hath luckle&s;s wrought my woe,</L>
<L>My di&s;content, content did overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My loathed life too late I do lament,</L>
<L>My wofull deed in heart I do repent:</L>
<L>A wife I was that wilfull went away,</L>
<L>And for that fault am here prepar'd to dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In blooming years my Fathers gr&eacute;edy mind,</L>
<L>Again&s;t my wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter"> a match for me did find,</L>
<L>Great wealth there was, yea, gold and &s;ilver &s;tore,</L>
<L>But yet my heart had cho&s;en one before.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Mine eyes di&s;lik't my Fathers liking quite,</L>
<L>My heart did loath my Parents fond delight:</L>
<L>My grie<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">er mind and fancy told to me,</L>
<L>That with his Age my youth could not agree.</L>
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<LG>
<L>On knees I <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ray'd they would not me con&s;train,</L>
<L>With tears I cry'd, their purpo&s;e to reftrain,</L>
<L>With &s;ighs and &s;obs I did them often move</L>
<L>I might not wed whereas I could not love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But all in vain my &s;p&eacute;eches &s;till I &s;pent,</L>
<L>My Mothers will my wi&s;hes did prevent.</L>
<L>Though wealthy <HI>Page</HI> po&s;&s;e&s;t my outward part,</L>
<L><HI>George Strangwindge</HI> &s;till was lodged in my heart.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I wedded was, and wrapped all in woe,</L>
<L>Great di&s;content within my heart did grow,</L>
<L>I loath'd to live, yet liv'd in deadly &s;trife,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e perforce I was made <HI>Pages</HI> Wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My cho&s;en eyes could not his &s;ight abide,</L>
<L>My tender youth did &s;corn his aged &s;ide</L>
<L>Scant could I ta&s;te the meat whereon be fed,</L>
<L>My legs did loath to lodge with in his bed.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Cau&s;e knew I none, that &s;hould de&s;pite him &s;o,</L>
<L>That &s;uch di&s;dain within my heart did grow,</L>
<L>Save onely this, that fancy did me move,</L>
<L>And told me &s;till <HI>Georg Strangwindge</HI> was my love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But here began my downfal and decay,</L>
<L>In mind I must'd to make him &s;traight away,</L>
<L>I that became his di&s;contented Wife,</L>
<L>Contented was he &s;hould be ride of life.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Methinks the heavens cries vengeance for my fact,</L>
<L>Methinks the world condemns my mon&s;trous act</L>
<L>Methinks within, my Con&s;cience tells me true,</L>
<L>That for that d&eacute;ed Hell fire is my due.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My pen&s;ive &s;oul doth &s;orrow for my &s;in,</L>
<L>For which offence my &s;oul doth bl&eacute;ed within,</L>
<L>But mercy Lord, for mercy &s;till I cry,</L>
<L>Save thou my &s;oul, and let my body dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Well could I wi&s;h that <HI>Page</HI> enjoy'd his life,</L>
<L>So that he had &s;ome other to his wife,</L>
<L>But never could I wi&s;h of low or high,</L>
<L>A longer life then &s;ee &s;w&eacute;et <HI>Strangwidge</HI> dye.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O woe is me that had no greater grace,</L>
<L>Lo &s;tay till he had run out natures race:</L>
<L>My d&eacute;ed I rue, but more I do repent,</L>
<L>That to the &s;ame my <HI>Stangwidge</HI> gave con&s;ent.</L>
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<LG>
<L>You Parents fond that gr&eacute;edy minded be,</L>
<L>And &s;eek to graft upon the golden tree:</L>
<L>Con&s;ider well, and rightful judges be,</L>
<L>And give your doom, twixt Parents love and me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I was their Child, and bound for to obey,</L>
<L>Yet not to love where I no love could lay:</L>
<L>I married was in muck and endle&s;s &s;trife,</L>
<L>But faith before had made me <HI>Strangwidge</HI> wife.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O wretched world! whom cankred ru&s;t doth blind,</L>
<L>And cur&s;ed men who bear a greedy mind;</L>
<L>And haple&s;s I whom Parents did force &s;o</L>
<L>To end my dayes in &s;orrow, &s;hame, and woe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>You <HI>Devon&s;hire</HI> Dames, &amp; courteous <HI>Cornwal</HI> Kts.</L>
<L>That here are come to vi&s;it wofull Wights,</L>
<L>Regard my griefe, and mark my wofull end</L>
<L>But to your children be a better friend.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And thou my Dear, which for my fault mu&s;t dye,</L>
<L>Be not affraid the force of death to try:</L>
<L>Like as we liv'd and lov'd together true,</L>
<L>So both at once lets bid the world adieu.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Vlalia</HI> thy friend doth take her la&s;t farewel,</L>
<L>Who&s;e &s;oul with thine in heaven do<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter"> ever dwell,</L>
<L>Sw&eacute;et Saviour Chri&s;t do thou my &s;oul receive,</L>
<L>The world I do with all my heart forgive.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And Parents now who&s;e gr&eacute;edy minds do &s;how</L>
<L>Your hearts de&s;ire, and inward heavy woe,</L>
<L>Mourn you no more, for hope my heart doth tell</L>
<L>Ere day be done, that I &s;hall be full well.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And <HI>Plimouth</HI> proud I bid th&eacute;e now farewel,</L>
<L>Take heed you Wives, let not your hands reball,</L>
<L>And farewel life, wherein &s;uch &s;orrow &s;hows</L>
<L>And welcome death that mu&s;t my Corps enclo&s;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And now &s;w&eacute;et Lord forgive me my mi&s;deeds</L>
<L>Repentance cries for &s;oul that inward bl&eacute;eds,</L>
<L>My &s;oul and body I commend to thee</L>
<L>That with thy blood from Death redem'd it fr&eacute;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Lord ble&s;s our King with long and happy life</L>
<L>And &s;end true peace betwixt each man and wife,</L>
<L>And give all Parents wi&s;dome to fore&s;&eacute;e,</L>
<L>The match is mar'd where minds do not agree.</L>
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<HEAD>The Lamentation of George Strangwidge, who for the con&s;enting to the death of <HI>Mr.</HI> Page of Plimouth, &s;uffe|red death at Bar&s;table.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THe man that &s;ighs and &s;orrows for his &s;in,</L>
<L>The corps which care and wo hath wrapped in,</L>
<L>In dolefull &s;ort records his Swanlike &s;ong,</L>
<L>That waits for death, and loaths to live &s;o long.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O <HI>Glansfield</HI> cau&s;e of my committed crime,</L>
<L>Snared in wealth, as birds in bu&s;h of lime.</L>
<L>What cau&s;e had&s;t thou to hear &s;uch wicked &s;pight?</L>
<L>Again&s;t my Love and eke my hearts delight.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I would to God thy wi&s;dome had been more;</L>
<L>Or that I had not entred in thy door.</L>
<L>Or that thou had&s;t a kinder Father been.</L>
<L>Unto thy Child, who&s;e years are yet but green.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The match unm&eacute;et which thou for me did&s;t make,</L>
<L>When aged <HI>Page</HI> thy daughter home did take.</L>
<L>Well may&s;t thou rue with tears that cannot dry</L>
<L>Which is the cau&s;e that four of us mu&s;t dye.</L>
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<L><HI>Vlalia</HI> more bright then Summers Sun,</L>
<L>Who&s;e beauty had my love for ever won,</L>
<L>My &s;oul more &s;obs to think of thy di&s;grace,</L>
<L>Then to behold my one untimely race.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The d&eacute;ed late done in heart I do repent,</L>
<L>But that I lov'd I cannot it relent,</L>
<L>Thy &s;eemly &s;ight was ever &s;w&eacute;et to me</L>
<L>Would God my death would thy excu&s;er be.</L>
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<LG>
<L>It was for me alas thou did&s;t the &s;ame,</L>
<L>On me by <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ight they ought to lay the blame,</L>
<L>My worthle&s;s love hath brought my life in &s;corn,</L>
<L>Now woe &s;o me that ever I was born.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Farewel my Love who&s;e royal heart was &s;&eacute;en,</L>
<L>Would God thou had&s;t not halfe &s;o con&s;tant b&eacute;en,</L>
<L>Farewell my Love the Pride of <HI>Plimouth</HI> town,</L>
<L>Farewel the flower who&s;e beauty is cut down.</L>
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<LG>
<L>For tw&eacute;enty years great was the co&s;t I know,</L>
<L>Thy unkind Father did on th&eacute;e be&s;tow,</L>
<L>Yet afterwards &s;o &s;ower did Fortune lower,</L>
<L>He lo&s;t his joy and child within an hour.</L>
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<LG>
<L>My wrong and woe <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">o God I do commit,</L>
<L>Who was the cau&s;e of matching them unfit,</L>
<L>And yet my guilt I cannot &s;o excu&s;e,</L>
<L>We gave con&s;ent his life for to abu&s;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Wretch that I am that my con&s;ent did give,</L>
<L>Had I deny'd, <HI>Vlalia</HI> &s;till &s;hould live,</L>
<L>Blind fancy &s;aid do not this &s;uit deny,</L>
<L>Live thou in bli&s;s, or el&s;e in &s;orrow dye.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O Lord forgive this cruel death of mine,</L>
<L>Upon my &s;oul let beams of mercy &s;hine,</L>
<L>In ju&s;tice Lord do thou no vengeance take,</L>
<L>Forgive us both, <HI>for Je&s;us Chri&s;t his &s;ake.</HI></L>
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<HEAD>The Complaint of Mrs. Page forcau&s;ing her Husband to be murdered for the love of <HI>George Strangwidge,</HI> who were executed together.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>IF ever woe did touch a womans heart,</L>
<L>Or grief did gall for &s;in the outward part,</L>
<L>My con&s;cience then and heavy heart within,</L>
<L>Can witne&s;&s;e well the &s;orrow for my &s;in.</L>
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<LG>
<L>When years were young my Father forc'd me wed,</L>
<L>Again&s;t my will, were fancy was not fed.</L>
<L>I was content his plea&s;ure to obey.</L>
<L>Although my heart was link'd another way.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Great were the gifts they proffered in my &s;ight,</L>
<L>With wealth they thought to win me to delight.</L>
<L>But gold nor gifts could not my mind remove,</L>
<L>For I was linkt whereas I could not love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Methought his &s;ight was loath&s;ome to my eye</L>
<L>My heart did grudge again&s;t him inwardly,</L>
<L>This di&s;content did cau&s;e my deadly &s;trife.</L>
<L>And with his wealth I liv'd a grievous life.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My con&s;tant love was on young <HI>Strangwidge</HI> &s;et,</L>
<L>And wo to him that did our welfare let,</L>
<L>His love &s;o deep a root in me did take,</L>
<L>I could have gone a begging for his &s;ake.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Wronged he was through fond de&s;ire of gain</L>
<L>Wronged he was even through my Parents plain,</L>
<L>If Faith and troth a perfect pledge might be,</L>
<L>I had b&eacute;en wife unto no man but he.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Eternal God forgive my Fathers d&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>And grant all Maidens may take better h&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>If I had b&eacute;en con&s;tant unto my friend,</L>
<L>I had not matcht to make &s;o bad an end.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But wanting grace I &s;ought my own decay,</L>
<L>And was the cau&s;e to make my friend away.</L>
<L>And be on whom my earthly joyes did lye,</L>
<L>Through my ami&s;s a &s;hameful death mu&s;t dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Farewel &s;w&eacute;et <HI>George</HI> always my loving friend</L>
<L>N&eacute;eds mu&s;t I laud and love th&eacute;e to the end.</L>
<L>And albeit that <HI>Page</HI> po&s;&s;e&s;t thy due,</L>
<L>In &s;ight of God thou wa&s;t my husband true.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My watry eyes unto the heavens I bend,</L>
<L>Craving of Chri&s;t his mercy to extend.</L>
<L>My bloody d&eacute;ed O Lord do me forgive,</L>
<L>And let my &s;oul within thy Kingdom live.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Farewel fal&s;e world and Friends that fickle be,</L>
<L>All wives Farewel, example take by me.</L>
<L>Let not the Devil to murder you intice,</L>
<L>S&eacute;ek to e&s;cape &s;uch foul and filthy vice.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And now O Chri&s;t to th&eacute;e I yield my breath,</L>
<L>Strengthen my Faith in bitter pangs of death.</L>
<L>Forgive my faults and folly I th&eacute;e pray,</L>
<L>And with thy blood wa&s;h thou my &s;ins away.</L>
</LG>
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<P>Printed for F. Coles. <HI>Tho. Vere</HI> and <HI>W.</HI> Gilbert&s;on.</P>
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