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REIGNS OF JAMES I. AND CHARLES I. |
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She gave no ear unto his cry, [moan ;
But still did neglect him the more he did Though he did entreat, she still did deny,
And earnestly pray him to leave her alone. Never, never, cries Apollo,
Unless to love thou wilt consent, But still, with my voice so hollow, I'll cry to thee, while life he spent. But if thou turn to me, 'Twill prove thy felicity.
Pity, 0 Daphne, pity me, &c.
Away, like Venus's dove she flies,
The red hloodher buskins did run all adown,
His plaintive love she still denies, [renown. Crying, Help, help, Diana, and save my
Wanton, wanton lust is near me, Cold and chaste Diana, aid ! |
Let the earth a virgin bear mer, Or devour me quick a maid. Diana heard her pray, And turn'd her to a Bay.
Pity, 0 Daphne, pity me, &c.
Amazed stood Apollo then, [desir'd,
While he beheld Daphne turn'd as she Accurs'd am I, above gods and men,
With griefs and laments my senses are tir'd. Farewell! false Daphne, most unkind,
My love lies buried in thy grave, Long sought I love, yet love could not find,
Therefore is this thy epitaph : " This tree doth Daphne cover, That never pitied Lover." ■ [me,
Farewell, fake Daphne, that would not pity Although not my love, yet art thou my Tree. |
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COME TOD NOT FROM NEWCASTLE?
This beautiful and very expressive melody is to be-found in The Dancing Master, from 1650 to 1690, under the title of Newcastle. In The Grub Street Opera, 1731, it is named Why should I not love my love ? from the burden of the song. The following fragment of the first stanza is contained in the folio manuscript formerly in the possession of Bishop Percy, p. 95. Seo Dr. Dibdin's Decameron, vol. 3.
" Come you not from Newcastle ? Why should I not love my love ?
Come you not there away ? Why should not my love love me ?
0 met you not my true love, ******
Ryding on a bonny bay ? ■ It is quoted in a little black-letter volume, called " The famous Historic of Fryer Bacon: containing the wonderfull things that he did in his life; also the manner of his death; with the lives and deaths of the two Conjurers, Bungye and Vandermast. Very pleasant and delightfull to be read." 4to.,w.J. "Printed at London by A. E., for Francis Grove, and are to be sold at his shop at the upper-end of Snow Hill, against the Sarazcn's Head:"—
" The second time, Fryer Bungy and he went to sleepe, and Miles alone to watch the brazen head; Miles, to keepe him from sleeping, got a tabor and pipe, and being merry disposed, sung this song to a Northern tune of Cam'st thou not from Newcastle— |
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' To couple is a eustome, All things thereto agree;
Why should not I then love ? Since love to all is free.
But He have one that's pretty, Her cheekes of scarlet dye,
For to breed my delight, When that I ligge her by.
Though vertue be a dowry, Yet Tie chnsc money store : |
If my love prove untrue, With that I can get more.
The faire is oft unconstant, The blacke is often proud;
He chuse a lovely browne ; Come, fidlor, scrape thy crowd.
Come, fidler, scrape thy crowd, For Peggie the browne is she
Must be my bride; God guide That Peggie and I agree." |
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