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3.325 R234464 1 Franklin is fled away Franklin Is Fled Away Franklin Is Fled Away FArewel my hearts delight,/ Lady adieu,/ I must now take my flight,/ what e're insue: imprint unclear: Printed for I. Clar[k]e, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger; author from Wing; tune unclear: Franklin is fl[e]d away. Pepys 3.325 Wing B3900[A]; Rollins (2) ?583 (May 15, 1656, ii, 58, Wm. Gilbertson) Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 325 The two faithful Lovers. The two faithful Lovers. The Two Faithful Lovers. Bowne, Tobias 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?205 x 303 cropped right edge 1684-1686 Printed for I. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger. J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger Blagden

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FArewel my hearts delight, Lady adieu, I must now take my flight, what e're insue: My Country men I see, They cannot yet agree, Since it will no better be, England farewel. maid. Oh be not so unkind, heart love and joy, To leave me here beind, breeds my annoy, O have a patient heart, I'le help to bear the smart, E're I from thee will part, my Turtle Dove. man. I'le leave thee Gold good store, thee to maintian, What can'st thou wish for more, do not complain, Servants shall wait on thee, I'le give thee jewels three, That thou mayest think on me, when I am gone.
maid. Your Gold I count but dross, when you are fled, Your absence is my loss, 'twill strike me dead. Servants I will have none, When you are from me gone, I'de rather live alone, from company. man. I am resolv'd to go, Fortune to prove, Advise me what to do, my dearest love, For here I will not abide, What e're doth me betide, Heavens now be my guide, and lead the way. maid. Then let me with you go, heart love and joy. I will attend on you, and be your Boy, If you will go to Sea, I'le serve you night and day, For here I will not stay, if you go hence.
Man. THe Seas are dangerous strangers unkind, The Rocks are perillous so is the wind, My care is all for thee, As thou may'st plainly see, Dear heart go not with me, but stay behind. Maid. Though Seas do threaten death, my hearts delight, With thee i'le spend my breath, nought shall affright, With thee i'le live and dye, In thy sweet company, Though dangers shall be nigh, both day and night. In mans apparel now, to Sea she went. Because with him she'd be, her hearts content, She cut her lovely hair, And no mistrust there were, That she a Maiden fair was at that time. To Venice they were bound with full consent, With sorrows compast round, away they went On an unhappy day, The Ship was cast away, Which wrought their lives decay, frien[d]s discontent.
The Ship being cast away, fortune so frown'd He swam to land that day, but she was drown'd Oh! his true love was drown'd, And never after found, And he incompast round, with grief and care. O cruel Seas (quoth he) and Rocks unkind, To part my love and me; in love combin'd: O cast her on the shore, I may her death implore, And mourn for ever more, until I dye. You Loyal Lovers all that hear this ditty, Sigh and lament her fall, lets move you to pitty. She lies now in the deep, In everlasting sleep, And left me hear to weep, in great distress Dear love I come, quoth he, heavens me guide, I long to be with thee, my only Bride In Venice he did dye, And there his corps doth lye, And left his friends to cry, O hone, O hone.
Printed for J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.