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<NAME>Megan Marion</NAME>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>CUPIDS COURT of EQUITY.</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>The &s;cornful Lady quickly took,</L>
<L>While &s;he her love Di&s;dain'd:</L>
<L>She was prick'd down in <HI>Cupids</HI> Book,</L>
<L>His Va&s;&s;al &s;he remain'd.</L>
</LG>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>Tune of, <HI>When fir&s;t I bid my Love Good-Morrow.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>WHen fir&s;t I bid my Love good morrow,</L>
<L>with tear in Eye, and hand on brea&s;t;</L>
<L>My heart was even drown'd in &s;orrow,</L>
<L>and I poor &s;oul was much oppre&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The glances from her Eye &s;o darted,</L>
<L>I her captive &s;oon was made;</L>
<L>The Pri&s;oner took was broken-hearted,</L>
<L>this I find is <HI>Cupids</HI> Trade.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>All my rea&s;on then was bani&s;h'd.</L>
<L>and I left in Captivity:</L>
<L>My hop'd for joys were quickly vani&s;h'd,</L>
<L>by the Lightning of her Eye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>All my hopes at once were bla&s;ted,</L>
<L>by one &s;eeming &s;cornful look:</L>
<L>The joys I hop'd for to have ta&s;ted,</L>
<L>had no Record in <HI>Cupids</HI> Book.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I &s;igh'd, I groun'd ju&s;t like a Lover,</L>
<L>ready ju&s;t for to depart;</L>
<L>And had no hopes for to recover.</L>
<L>for &s;he, Oh &s;he had broke my heart.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Away I went without her &s;miling,</L>
<L>which was wor&s;e then death to me:</L>
<L>And <HI>Cupid</HI> was me then beguiling</L>
<L>of my Life and Liberty.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>BUt when &s;he &s;ee that I ab&s;ented,</L>
<L>almo&s;t melted into Tears,</L>
<L>By Love &s;ick ca&s;e &s;he then lamented,</L>
<L>and like my &s;elf was fill'd with fears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Alas, quoth &s;he, am I &s;o cruel,</L>
<L>as to let this Lover dye?</L>
<L>Or to his flames to add &s;uch fuel,</L>
<L>as makes his heart to &s;corch and fry,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Bal&s;ome then I will provide him,</L>
<L>&s;hall effect a perfect cure;</L>
<L>And in my bo&s;ome I will hide him,</L>
<L>he &s;hall not the&s;e pains indure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My thinks I feel my &s;elf relenting,</L>
<L>and in tears I almo&s;t melt:</L>
<L>Now do I grieve at his tormenting,</L>
<L>I now feel the pains he felt.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>None can indure this bitter angui&s;h,</L>
<L>which at this time I do feel:</L>
<L>For want of him I grieve, I langui&s;h,</L>
<L>none but he my wounds can heal.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Let not your beauty make you peevi&s;h,</L>
<L>you that nature made &s;o fair:</L>
<L>For mens as womens eyes are thievi&s;h,</L>
<L>love commands or breeds di&s;pair.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>At fir&s;t too &s;trangely I did &s;light him,</L>
<L>whom I now &s;o much adore:</L>
<L>He is the Man I do delight in,</L>
<L>and now will do for evermore.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His &s;ighs and groans &s;hall be requited,</L>
<L>with a &s;houre of bracki&s;h tears:</L>
<L>And my &s;en&s;es are benighted,</L>
<L>fill'd with &s;torms of dreads and fears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Oh come again before my &s;oreow</L>
<L>brings me to the brink of Death,</L>
<L>I cannot hope to &s;ee to morrow,</L>
<L>except you come to &s;ave my breath.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then come &amp; take thy conque&s;t quickly</L>
<L>I am ready to depart:</L>
<L>Ju&s;t at this moment I am &s;ickly,</L>
<L>thou ha&s;t won my tender heart.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby,</HI> at the Golden-ball, near the <HI>Hospital-Gate,</HI> in <HI>We&s;t-&s;mith-field.</HI></P>
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