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<HEAD>The DAMOSELS Tragedy: OR, <HI>True Love in Di&s;tre&s;s.</HI></HEAD>
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<P>Being an account of a young Man, who Slighting a young Maiden who had fix'd her love upon him, did thereby cau&s;e her to end her days in Di&s;pair by a dreadful Do&s;e of <HI>Poy&s;on.</HI></P>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>Charon,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
<P>This may be Printed, <HI>R. P.</HI></P>
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<LG>
<L>YOu Loyal Lovers attend to my D<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">tty,</L>
<L>which with a &s;orrowful heart I rai&s;e,</L>
<L>'Tis of a Dam&s;el, the more is the pitty,</L>
<L>who with &s;trong Poy&s;on did end her days:</L>
<L>Fair <HI>Elinor</HI> this La&s;s was named,</L>
<L><HI>John</HI> the cau&s;e of all her Woe,</L>
<L>Sighing &s;he &s;aid, tho' I here may be blamed,</L>
<L><HI>No body knows what I undergo!</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>In my &s;oft Brea&s;t is a &s;ecret Fire,</L>
<L>which by the power of Love increas'd,</L>
<L>Nothing but Death is my earne&s;t de&s;ire,</L>
<L>hoping there by I &s;hall be relea&s;t:</L>
<L>For I have lo&s;t my deare&s;t Iewel,</L>
<L>this to my Grief, alas! I know,</L>
<L>My deare&s;t <HI>Johnny,</HI> O why now &s;o Cruel!</L>
<L><HI>you little think what I undergo.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Here do I langui&s;h, by you unlamented,</L>
<L>now my poor innocent heart's betray'd,</L>
<L>How can you any way here be contented,</L>
<L>when you have ruin'd a harmle&s;s Maid?</L>
<L>To me you have been mo&s;t fal&s;e-hearted,</L>
<L>proving my final overthrow,</L>
<L>Since from my pre&s;ence you have departed,</L>
<L><HI>No body knows what I undergo!</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Every Vein in my heart now does tingle,</L>
<L>while I in &s;orrow am left alone,</L>
<L>Many &s;ad Sighs with my Tears I mingle,</L>
<L>while to the world here I make my moan:</L>
<L>O that I might but once behold him,</L>
<L>then would it Expiate my Woe,</L>
<L>But in my arms I &s;hall never infold him,</L>
<L><HI>No body knows what I undergo!</HI></L>
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<L>down from her eyes the tears flow'd like a fountain</L>
<L>being &s;urrounded with Care and Grief,</L>
<L>And tho' her &s;orrows &s;he &s;till was recanting,</L>
<L>there was no Creature to yield Relief:</L>
<L>Many a bitter Sigh &s;he giving,</L>
<L>while her poor heart was &s;unk full low,</L>
<L>Said &s;he, I here am a weary of Living,</L>
<L><HI>No body knows what I undergo.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>In her &s;trange Fancy ran many a Notion,</L>
<L>before the pa&s;&s;ion of Love was pa&s;t,</L>
<L>At length it was to prepare a &s;ad Pation,</L>
<L>the which bereav'd her of Life at la&s;t:</L>
<L>Then as in Torments &s;he lay Dying,</L>
<L>being oppre&s;t with Grief and Woe,</L>
<L>Wringing her hands like a Lover, and crying,</L>
<L><HI>No body knows what I undergo.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Farewel, farewel, to my deare&s;t for ever,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t &s;ubmit to the hand of Fate,</L>
<L>If that you here would afford me your pitty,</L>
<L>now you would find it is far too late:</L>
<L>Then with tho&s;e words &s;he did Expire,</L>
<L>&s;aying, to Dye I am afraid,</L>
<L>All her Relations and Friends that was nigh her,</L>
<L>wept for to hear the &s;ad moan &s;he made.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Here have I given a perfect Relation,</L>
<L>of a young Dam&s;el that Dy'd you hear,</L>
<L>Through her fal&s;e Lovers Di&s;&s;imulation,</L>
<L>who can forbear now to &s;hed a Tear?</L>
<L>True Love abu&s;ed it is &s;uch a Tryal,</L>
<L>that there is few thorow it can Wade,</L>
<L>Therefore O young-men, now learn to be Loyal,</L>
<L>think of the Sorrowful End &s;he made.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for <HI>J. Back,</HI> at the <HI>Black Boy</HI> on <HI>London-Bridge,</HI> near the <HI>Draw-Bridge.</HI></P>
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