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The Westminster lovers. Lovers passion is so violent, beyond all opposition, it makes poor lovers of lament, their sad distress'd condition. To the tune of Russels farewell.
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1685
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Wing W1466; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[510]
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The Westminister Lovers Love passion in so violent Beyond all opposition It makes poor Lovers of Lament That sad distres'd condition To the Tune of Rufield Farewell Fair Isabella mind me well for now I do declare That all the world you do excell methinks you are so fair Then prethee grant to me my suit in thee I do delight If you deny without dispute Death seizes me out-right Ah Thomas these are tricks of youth that I cannot approve To tell you now the very truth I fear you do not love A passion onely you pretend to rob me of my Bills If Love no further do extend Oh what a shame is this My dearest do not doubtful be that I should be unkind I swear to be most true to thee and thou shalt surely find That if you walk the flawery plain this long seven years and more You ne'r will find a kinder Swain your vertues to adore Well Thomas since you do protest your Love is so intire And that you do not speak in jest you set my heart on fire Methinks I feel such tickling pain I never knew before And if you love me not again sure i shall dye therefore Talk not of death my nearest Love I love thee as my life And if thou wilt but constant prove then thou shalt be my wife Betwixt my arms I 'le thee imbrace and teach thee such a trick Will make thy joys encrease a pace and blisses tumble thick What kind of blisses do you mean methinks my heart doth burn And if you should now change the scene should forever mourn I feel such panting in my breast 'till now I ne'r did know With pains of Love I am opprest sad pains I undergo Well Isabella nor believe my love is so entire For me thou shalt no longer grieve I 'le coole thy burning fire Thou shalt he free from care and fent and like a Princess Reign Yea that shalt be my only dear the glory of the plain Her colour then did come and go Her lips look'd won and pale Loves passion the did plainly show Which did so much prevail She with an amorous sigh did part Which Thomas minded well O love quoth he this breaks my heart Who love my love farewell When Isabella sain him faint down to the ground she fell And thus she made a short complaint did Thomas say farewell 'T is time for me now to depart and to Elizium flâ—e Thus Isabella broke her heart for love did Thomas dye You lovers all both great and small be rul'd by my advice Into such passions do not fall Which proves fools Paradice With moderation set your love your lovers to obtain And if your lovers constant prove 't will quit you of all pain But cruel Fortune that will change did both their lives destroy She smil'd at strit at last grew strange and did their lives among Both in a grave these two were laid that made the world admire Alice or dead the people said the Shepherd would lye by her Their Parents mourned night day for their exceeding loss I with that other lovers may take warning by the trass And not in seeming rage to go or from their lovers part This loving Shepherd he did so which broke his lovers heart 〈…〉