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<DATE>2009-05-03</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B081117.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<VID>182950</VID>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<PB N="54" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 8 -->
<HEAD>The Complaint of a Lover for&s;aken of his Love.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To a plea&s;ant new Tune.</OPENER>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="part">
<P><FIGURE>
</FIGURE></P>
<LG>
<L><HI>A</HI> Poore Soule &s;ate &s;ighing, by a Sicamore Tree.</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow:</HI></L>
<L>His hand on his bo&s;ome, his head on his knee,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene Willow &s;hall be my Garland.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He &s;igh'd in his &s;inging, and after each groane</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow:</HI></L>
<L>Adue to all plea&s;ure, my true loue is gone,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene Willow &s;hall be my Garland.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Oh fal&s;e &s;he is turned, vntrue &s;he doth proue,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow:</HI></L>
<L>She renders me nothing but hate for my loue.</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Oh pitty me (cride he) you Louers each one,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Her heart's hard as Marble, &s;he rues not my moane,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, willow &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene Willow, &s;hall be my Garland.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The cold &s;treames ran by him, his eyes wept apace,</L>
<L><HI>O willow, willow, willow:</HI></L>
<L>The &s;alt teares fell from him, which drowned his face,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The mute Birds &s;ate by him, made tame by his moane,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>The &s;alt teares fell from him, which &s;oftned the &s;tone,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene Willow,</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Let no body blame me, her &s;cornes I doe proue,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>She was borne to be fal&s;e, and I dye for her loue:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillow, vvillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene vvillow &s;halbe my Garland.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O that beauty &s;hould harbour, a heart that's &s;o hard,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, vvillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>My true loue rejecting, without all regard:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Let Loue no more boa&s;t him, in Pallace or Bowre.</L>
<L><HI>O VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>For Women are trothle&s;&s;e, and fleet in an houre:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But what helpes complaining, in vaine I complaine,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>I mu&s;t patiently &s;uffer, her &s;corne and di&s;daine:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Come all you for&s;aken, and &s;it downe by me,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillow, &amp;c</HI></L>
<L>He' that plaineth of his fal&s;e loue, mine's fal&s;er then &s;he:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Willow wreath weare I, &s;ince my Loue did fl&eacute;et,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>A Garland for Louers for&s;aken mo&s;t meet:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillow, VVillow, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene Willow &s;hall be my Garland.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<PB N="55" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 8 -->
<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
</FIGURE></P>
<P><FIGURE>
</FIGURE></P>
<LG>
<L>LOw layde by my &s;orrow, begot by di&s;daine,</L>
<L><HI>O Willow, Willow, VVillow,</HI></L>
<L>Again&s;t her, too cruell, &s;till &s;till I complaine:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, VVillovv, Willow;</HI></L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O Loue too injurious, to wound my poore heart,</L>
<L><HI>O Willovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>To &s;uffer her triumph, and ioy in my &s;mart:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O Willow, Willow, Willow, the Willow Garland,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>A &s;igne of her fal&s;ene&s;&s;e, before me doth &s;tand,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As heere lying payned, it &s;tands in mine eye,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>So hang it (friends) ore me, in Graue where I lye:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O <HI>VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In Graue when I re&s;t me, hang this to the view,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Of all that doe know her, to blaze her vntrue:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>With the&s;e words ingrauen, as Epitaph meete,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Heere lyes one drunke Poy&s;on, for potion mo&s;t &s;w&eacute;ete:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though &s;he thus vnkindly, haue &s;corned my loue,</L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>And carele&s;ly &s;miles at the &s;orrowes I proue,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O Willovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene Willovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I cannot again&s;t her vnkindly exclaime.</L>
<L><HI>Oh VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>Cau&s;e one well I loude her, and honourde her name,</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The name of her &s;ounded, &s;o &s;weet in mine eare,</L>
<L><HI>Oh VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>It rai&s;de my heart lightly, the name of my deare:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As then twas my comfort, it now is my griefe,</L>
<L><HI>Oh VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L>It now brings me angui&s;h; then, brought me reliefe:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, &amp;c.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing &ocirc; the greene, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Farewel faire, fal&s;e-hearted, plaints end with my breath</L>
<L><HI>Oh VVillovv, Willovv, Willovv,</HI></L>
<L>Them do&s;t loth me, I loue th&eacute;e, though cau&s;e of my death</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>O VVillovv, Willovv, Willovv,</HI></L>
<L><HI>O VVillovv, Willovv, Willovv;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sing O the greene Willovv &s;hall be my Garland.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
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<DIV1 TYPE="colophon">
<P>London, Printed by <HI>M.P.</HI> for <HI>Edward Wright</HI> at his Shop neere Chri&s;t Church gate.</P>
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