An Excellent New SONG; Call'd,
The Hard-hearted Lady,
OR,
The young Man dy'd for Love.
Being a Relation of a young Lady that was Engag'd to a Seaman,
and Married another while he was a Shipboard.
To an Excellent New Tune.
With Allowance.
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FArewell unto all Joy and Pleasure,
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Since that my hope is all in vain;
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Once, as I thought, I had a Treasure,
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But since Ime come home tis gone again:
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She whom I adore, affords me no relief,
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Therefore, sweet gentle Death, make haste, and ease my grief.
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I am with Sorrow so tormented,
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That I cannot endure my Pain;
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Nor can I ever be contented,
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Since that my Caelia does disdain
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Me for my true Love, and all my hopes destroy,
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Therefore once more I bid adieu to all my Joy.
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Now in some Forrain Land Ile wander,
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Until I find some place of rest;
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And I my Brains no more will ponder,
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What I may do to please her best:
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But I'll bid adieu to Caelia too unkind,
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Until that we each other in our Graves shall find.
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And when that I am once deceased,
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I shall for ever happy be:
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I from my Pain shall be released;
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But then, alas! poor Caelia, she,
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As long as she does live, can never happy be
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Her Conscience will accuse her, That she Martyr'd me.
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Then may she with she'd not been cruel,
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While I on Shipboard serv'd the King,
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When I did prize her as a Jewel,
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She said Love was a foolish thing.
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Now may she lament in Sorrow, Grief, & Pain,
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And wish with all her heart I were alive again.
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But since that Life, when once departed,
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Can never more recover'd be,
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Now may she sit down broken hearted,
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And may prepare to follow me
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Unto the other World, adne hardhearted Oen,
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Fair Maidens all take care your Sweethearts a'm .undone
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