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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB REF="1">
<HEAD>Nevvs for Youngmen and Maids.
<Q><L>Who now may weep, their joy is fled,</L>
<L>For Love is dead and buried.</L></Q></HEAD>
<OPENER>To a curious New Tune.</OPENER>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>woodcut of man</FIGDESC>
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<FIGDESC>woodcut of woman</FIGDESC>
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<FIGDESC>woodcut of two men in front of house.</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>FRom Fairy Land I hear it is reported,</L>
<L>That love is dead and in his grave laid,</L>
<L>And &s;he that hath b&eacute;en often times courted,</L>
<L>Shall for her coyne&s;s now dye a Maid;</L>
<L>N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">w <HI>Be&s;s, and Nell,</HI> with <HI>Su&s;an,</HI> and <HI>Mary,</HI></L>
<L>In hope of Suiters long may tarry.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true joyes are fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Youngmen and maids &s;hall not go a walking</L>
<L>As in the former time they have done.</L>
<L>Nor yet in &s;hady Bowers fit a talking,</L>
<L>For <HI>Venus</HI> now hath lo&s;t her Son,</L>
<L>And &s;he that fift&eacute;en years hath known,</L>
<L>Shall now in corners w&eacute;ep alone.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true joy is fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yo courtly Language &s;hall now be u&s;ed,</L>
<L>lain-dealing &s;hall be counted a Iewell,</L>
<L>And &s;he that hath her Suiter refu&s;'d,</L>
<L>Shall wi&s;h &s;he had not prov'd &s;o cruel,</L>
<L>And &s;he that hath the time delay'd,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be content to dye a Maid.</L>
<L><HI>For with him love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true joy is fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Sheapherds that do &s;it on the Mo~ntains</L>
<L>Will all be &s;orry this News for to hear;</L>
<L>The <HI>Nymphs</HI> that do re&s;ort to the Fountains,</L>
<L>When they do know it, will &s;hed a tear,</L>
<L>For they &s;hall now no Garlands make</L>
<L>Of flowers for their Lover's &s;ake.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true joy is fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The country Lads that were full of kindne&s;s</L>
<L>To give their La&s;&s;es what they did require,</L>
<L>Shall wonder greatly at their own blindne&s;s</L>
<L>And leave of all their former de&s;ire;</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>THey &s;hall not take them out to dance,</L>
<L>Nor yet in Songs their prai&s;e advance</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true Love is fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>All Creatures &s;hall expre&s;s their own &s;orrow</L>
<L>The Birds &s;hall drop away with grief,</L>
<L>The <HI>Pellican,</HI> mans tears &s;hall borrow,</L>
<L>In hope thereby to find &s;ome relief,</L>
<L>The Turtle Dove &s;hall lo&s;e her Mate,</L>
<L>And pine away di&s;con&s;olate.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true joy is fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Youngmen &s;hall now repent their expences,</L>
<L>Which they on Maids did u&s;e to be&s;tow</L>
<L>Who in like manner did &s;&eacute;ek fair pretences,</L>
<L>That with their &s;w&eacute;ethearts abroad might go</L>
<L>But tho&s;e &s;ame days are pa&s;t and gone,</L>
<L>And Maidens now &s;hall &s;tay at home.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true Love is fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>All the whole World hath cau&s;e to be grived,</L>
<L>For this &s;ame News which I do relate,</L>
<L>Which I do think may well be believ'd,</L>
<L>Since Love you &s;&eacute;e is grown out of date,</L>
<L>And Mi&s;tre&s;s Money his place doth take,</L>
<L>While &s;he her &s;elf doth matches make.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For Mi&s;tre&s;s Money is grown to &s;uch credit,</L>
<L>That &s;he doth rule all things here below,</L>
<L>And who can marry if &s;he do forbid it?</L>
<L>Since wealth is mo&s;t e&s;teemed you know;</L>
<L>The Mother now will &s;ell her daughter,</L>
<L>Although &s;he do repent hereafter.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For if a Maid her fancy have placed,</L>
<L>By the direction of her own own will,</L>
<L>Yet is her purpo&s;e always defaced,</L>
<L>By tho&s;e who &s;&eacute;ek to cro&s;s her love &s;till,</L>
<L>And &s;he at la&s;t is bought and &s;old,</L>
<L>For lucre of &s;ome wealth or Gold.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In ancient times they often did marry,</L>
<L>For love which then was mo&s;t highly prized;</L>
<L>But now ala&s;s, long time they may tarry</L>
<L>If that &s;ome other way be not devi&s;ed,</L>
<L>For Portions now do bear the &s;way,</L>
<L>And will do more &s;till every day.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Well fare tho&s;e dayes when &s;hepheards delighted,</L>
<L>With the young <HI>Nymphs</HI> to dance on a gr&eacute;en,</L>
<L>Where all their love was kindly requited,</L>
<L>In &s;uch due manner as might them be &s;&eacute;em,</L>
<L>But the&s;e &s;ame days will ner'e come again,</L>
<L>When Shepheards live thus on the Plain.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Good Qualities now and vertuous carriage,</L>
<L>Is nothing without Money be&s;ide,</L>
<L>Nor did I ever yet &s;&eacute;e a Marriage,</L>
<L>Wherein a true Lovers knot was tide:</L>
<L>For they no &s;ooner Married once be,</L>
<L>But both of them do di&s;agr&eacute;e.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For when to marry they have b&eacute;en enforced,</L>
<L>What can en&s;ue but &s;trife and debate:</L>
<L>And then they &s;&eacute;ek how to be Divorced</L>
<L>And wi&s;h to be in their former &s;tate,</L>
<L>But tho&s;e which marry thus I dare &s;ay,</L>
<L>Shall nere know contented day.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Therefore let all young Maidens take warning,</L>
<L>How they do grant their Love unto any,</L>
<L>Or be allured with their &s;w&eacute;et charming,</L>
<L>By which they have deceived &s;o many,</L>
<L>For all this ye<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">r I do fore&s;&eacute;e,</L>
<L>That Weddings &s;hall unhappy be.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now to conclude and &s;hut up my Ditty,</L>
<L>This news I know mo&s;t &s;trange will appear,</L>
<L>Both in the Country and in the City,</L>
<L>For yet the like they never did hear,</L>
<L>The Country La&s;&s;es I do believe,</L>
<L>When they hear this news they will grieve.</L>
<L><HI>For Love is dead and buried,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And with him all true joyes are fled.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<P>London, <HI>Printed for</HI> W. Thacery, <HI>and</HI> W. Whitwood.</P>
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