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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<PB N="196" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 15 -->
<HEAD>The Lovers Dreame:</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>Who &s;leeping, thought he did imbrace his Love,</L>
<L>Which when he wak'd, did no &s;uch matter prove;</L>
<L>Yet afterwards her Love he did enjoy,</L>
<L>By &s;ending a Letter by a tru&s;ty young Boy.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To the tune of, I laid me downe to &s;leepe.</OPENER>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="part">
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>AS I was walking all alone,</L>
<L>and mu&s;ing in my minde,</L>
<L>With many a &s;igh and grone,</L>
<L>I &s;tudied how to find,</L>
<L>Some dainty plea&s;ant Theame,</L>
<L>to write unto my Love,</L>
<L>And I fell in a dreame,</L>
<L>and marke how it did prove.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I laid me downe to &s;l&eacute;epe,</L>
<L>thinking my Love lay by,</L>
<L>But when I did awake,</L>
<L>my dreame it prou'd a lye:</L>
<L>I &s;weat, and I am cold,</L>
<L>I fr&eacute;eze, and am a fire;</L>
<L>I &s;&eacute;e, and cannot behold</L>
<L>the thing that I mo&s;t de&s;ire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus dreaming as I lay,</L>
<L>me thought &s;he &s;mil'd on me,</L>
<L>Which did increa&s;e my joy,</L>
<L>&s;uch happine&s;&s;e to &s;&eacute;e:</L>
<L>I &s;pake unto my Love,</L>
<L>and &s;he did an&s;wer make:</L>
<L>But &s;o it did not prove,</L>
<L>when as I did awake.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Me thought I &s;aw my Love,</L>
<L>and with her I did &s;tray,</L>
<L>Hard by a plea&s;ant Grove,</L>
<L>where we a while did &s;tay.</L>
<L>But time that &s;wift doth goe,</L>
<L>did run too &s;uddenly:</L>
<L>O time why did&s;t thou &s;o?</L>
<L>thou mad'&s;t my Love to cry:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when I &s;aw her eyes,</L>
<L>bedew'd with brini&s;h teares,</L>
<L>Then I did &s;oone &s;urmi&s;e</L>
<L>her heart was &s;truck with feares.</L>
<L>And I did &s;oone require</L>
<L>&s;ome rea&s;on for to know:</L>
<L>Her an&s;wer did admire</L>
<L>my heart with joy and woe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Quoth &s;he, I love thee deare,</L>
<L>yet &s;o I dare not &s;ay,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e I live in feare</L>
<L>of my true Loves decay:</L>
<L>My Father he is rich,</L>
<L>and I his onely Heire,</L>
<L>And he at me will grutch,</L>
<L>to wed on's poore and bare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Me thought I an&s;wer made,</L>
<L>that I was yong and faire,</L>
<L>And having Art and Trade,</L>
<L>I bade her not take care.</L>
<L>With that me thought &s;he &s;mil'd,</L>
<L>and to me &s;he did &s;ay;</L>
<L>My Love be reconcil'd,</L>
<L>and Ile be thine for aye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My mind was thus imploy'd,</L>
<L>and yet I nothing do;</L>
<L>I thought I'd got a Bride,</L>
<L>but yet it was not &s;o:</L>
<L>Me thought I had my will,</L>
<L>according to my mind,</L>
<L>But I do want it &s;till,</L>
<L>my Love proves not &s;o kind;</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<PB N="197" REF="1" MS="y"><!-- PDF PAGE 15 -->
<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THus &s;l&eacute;eping &s;till I lay,</L>
<L>betwixt hope and de&s;paire;</L>
<L>But at the breake of day,</L>
<L>O then began my care:</L>
<L>When as I did awake,</L>
<L>and found it nothing &s;o,</L>
<L>Then for my true Loves &s;ake,</L>
<L>I did lament with woe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I cannot come my Love,</L>
<L>to the place where thou art;</L>
<L>But I will write to th&eacute;e,</L>
<L>if thou wilt take my part,</L>
<L>The complaint of my poore heart,</L>
<L>receive it as you will:</L>
<L>My Love may ea&s;e my &s;mart,</L>
<L>or &s;he my heart may kill.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My heart is not mine owne,</L>
<L>nor I at liberty:</L>
<L>All joyes are from me gone,</L>
<L>alacke what remedy.</L>
<L>I would I were in place,</L>
<L>where my true Love doth re&s;t,</L>
<L>And then I would imbrace,</L>
<L>the joyes that I like be&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Would <HI>Jove</HI> would plea&s;ed be,</L>
<L>for to transforme my &s;hape,</L>
<L>That I unknowne may &s;ee</L>
<L>my Love, and &s;o e&s;cape:</L>
<L>And yet I would be &s;eene</L>
<L>of her, and none but &s;he:</L>
<L>And thus I would begin,</L>
<L>Faire Lady, pitie me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But &s;ome perchance may &s;ay,</L>
<L>that I my Love would fright,</L>
<L>To tho&s;e I an&s;wer, Nay,</L>
<L>&s;he is my hearts delight:</L>
<L>Although I wi&s;h to change,</L>
<L>my &s;elfe in &s;ome mans hue,</L>
<L>Yet I would not &s;eeme &s;trange,</L>
<L>unto my Lover true.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And if I find her coy,</L>
<L>and grieved with vexation,</L>
<L>Yet I with her will play,</L>
<L>to gaine my expectation.</L>
<L>Then happily &s;he will</L>
<L>con&s;ider of my woe:</L>
<L>Thus I will u&s;e my skill,</L>
<L>and glad to plea&s;e her &s;o.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I would I had &s;ome Page,</L>
<L>that would to me be true,</L>
<L>In ha&s;te to run a voyage,</L>
<L>that my true Love may view</L>
<L>This Letter of my griefe,</L>
<L>and &s;end me &s;ome reply:</L>
<L>If &s;he yeeld no reliefe,</L>
<L>alacke, then mu&s;t I die.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then &s;traight a Page he &s;ent</L>
<L>unto her ha&s;tily:</L>
<L>At who&s;e returne content</L>
<L>was brought him &s;peedily.</L>
<L>When his true Love did view,</L>
<L>his writing in &s;uch kind:</L>
<L>Quoth &s;he I will be true,</L>
<L>and &s;o my Loue &s;hall find.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O ha&s;te, thou little Page,</L>
<L>make ha&s;te unto my Love,</L>
<L>That death may cea&s;e his rage,</L>
<L>and joyes may &s;orrowes move:</L>
<L>And I my &s;elfe will come,</L>
<L>before the breake of day,</L>
<L>When darkne&s;&s;e is begun,</L>
<L>then Ile &s;teale hence away.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My Father mu&s;t not know,</L>
<L>what you about do come:</L>
<L>For if he &s;hould be &s;o,</L>
<L>my Love were quite undone.</L>
<L>Therefore make ha&s;te againe,</L>
<L>and &s;ave my true Loves life:</L>
<L>I will relea&s;e his paine,</L>
<L>and prove his loving wife.</L>
</LG>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed at London for <HI>I. W.</HI> dwelling in Gilt-&s;pur &s;treet.</P>
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