An Excellent New Song, Call'd,
The Unkind Parents,
OR,
The Unfortunate Lovers.
Being a Relation of a young Gentleman and a Lady, who had promised to Marry
one another, but the Lady's Father and Mother forc'd her to Marry an old Man
for the sake of his Riches, which unfortunate Marriage was the occasion of the
young Man's being cast away at Sea, and the Lady's stabing her self.
Tune of, Fond Boy.
With Allowance.
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O where's my Rosinda shall I never more
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Behold that bright Beauty whom I did adore,
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I wait at her Window both early and late
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To see her as usual, but oh my sad fate
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Denies me that bliss, which makes me to fear
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That some sad mishap hath befalen my dear.
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In this silent Grove my Rosinda and I,
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Did vow to each other to love constantly,
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My heart is surprised for sure I do see
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My dearest lamenting so near unto me,
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O tell me Rosinda the cause of my tears,
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Thy absence hath filled my heart with sad fears.
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Alass my Almander my heart is opprest
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With sorrow so much that can scarce be exprest,
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My friends hath enforc'd me my vows for to break,
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Which often to thee in this Grove I did make,
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That I would nere Marry with none but my Love,
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But now I am forced unconstant to prove.
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My Parents, regardless of all my sad Tears,
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Have forc'd me to marry with one that's in years,
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Exceeding mine far, but his Riches was great,
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Which caused my Parents Almander to hate,
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Since that I did love you so dearly that I
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Did hate the old Miser and him did deny.
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But oh, all in vain since the knot is once ty'd,
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Till Death come and ease me, and us shall devide,
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For since that I cannot Almander enjoy,
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Kind Death will befriend me my life to destroy,
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Farwell then Almander my Dearest so true,
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Rosinda must bid thee forever adieu.
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Oh since that my hopes are by fortune thus crost,
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And I my Rosinda for ever have lost,
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Ile range ore the World for my heart is opprest,
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With sorrow so great I can no where find rest,
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Farewell my Rosinda these words then he spoak,
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Remember the Vows that thy Marriage hath broak.
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And then in a Ship which was ready to Sail,
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On board went Almander who had a fine Gale
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Of wind and no waves they so swiftly did glide,
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That soon they did sail in the Ocean so wide,
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But fortune that seemed at first for to smile,
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Did soon in a moment his hopes all beguile.
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A storm did arise and the Ship run a ground,
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Where Almander & most of the Seamen were drownd,
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There escaped but 3 which on Hogsheads did get,
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And floated oth Sea till a Ship they did meet,
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Which brought them to Engl. where they did relate
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The loss of the Ship and Almander's hard fate.
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But when this sad News to Rosinda they bear,
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She beat her fair Breasts and tore her gold hair,
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Thus crying, Almander lies deep in the Sea,
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Oh would that Rosinda was buried with thee,
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And thus in sad sorrow she still did complain,
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Since Almander is dead, now my life I disdain.
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Then taking a Dagger she held fast the same,
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And with a full stroak at her Breast she did aim,
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As life was departing, ah now cryed She,
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I come my Almander, I come unto thee,
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Being dead by her wound, in her blood she did ly,
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Thus Rosinda for Love of Almander did dye.
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