EBBA 34635
Houghton Library - Huth EBB65H
The Mournful Shepherd: / OR / Torment of Loving, and not beiug Lov'd again. / A SONG made by a Gentleman who Dyed for his cruel Mistris. / No Torment can be found no greater pain / Then truly Loving and not Lov'd again; / For thats a strange Disease which Racks, the mind, / Still routs the Judgment, and does Reason blind: / Raises a Civil War, distrasts the Soul, / Whilst Fancy like a Raging Sea does roul: / The Lovers dreams of nothing but strang Charms. / And often thinks his Mistris in his Arms; / But waking finds he did embrace a Shade; / Which all his hopes with it he had Conveyd, / To a Pleasant New Tune, called Could Man his Wish Obtain, &c. / Play'd and Sung at the King's Play=House. | ||
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Date Published | 1683 | |
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Imprint | Printed for P. Brooksby, at / the Sign of the Golden-Ball, / in Pye-Corner. | |
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Collection | Houghton Library - Huth EBB65H | |
Page | 2.193 | |
Location | Houghton Library | |
Shelfmark | EBB65H | |
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Part 1 | Part 2 | |
Title | The Mournful Shepherd: / OR / Torment of Loving, and not beiug Lov'd again. / A SONG made by a Gentleman who Dyed for his cruel Mistris. / No Torment can be found no greater pain / Then truly Loving and not Lov'd again; / For thats a strange Disease which Racks, the mind, / Still routs the Judgment, and does Reason blind: / Raises a Civil War, distrasts the Soul, / Whilst Fancy like a Raging Sea does roul: / The Lovers dreams of nothing but strang Charms. / And often thinks his Mistris in his Arms; / But waking finds he did embrace a Shade; / Which all his hopes with it he had Conveyd, / To a Pleasant New Tune, called Could Man his Wish Obtain, &c. / Play'd and Sung at the King's Play=House. | The Second Part, |
Tune Imprint | To a Pleasant New Tune, called Could Man his Wish Obtain, &c. | To the same Tune. |
First Lines | COuld man his wish obtain, / how happy would he be; | But pitty I implore. / O let som pitty move: |
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