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| 1 | 1 | Balow, my babe, | Balow, my babe, weep not for me, |
| 2 | 2 | Whose greatest grief's for wronging thee, | |
| 3 | 3 | But pity her deserved smart, | |
| 4 | 4 | Who can but blame her own kind heart, | |
| 5 | 5 | For trusting to a flattering friend, | |
| 6 | 6 | Th | The fairest tongue, the falsest mind. |
| 7 | 7 | Balow, my | Balow, my babe, &c. |
| 8 | 8 | ||
| 9 | 9 | Balow, my babe, ly still and sleep, | |
| 10 | 10 | It grieves me sore to hear thee weep: | |
| 11 | 11 | If thou be still I will be glad, | |
| 12 | 12 | Thy weeping makes thy mother sad: | |
| 13 | 13 | Balow, my boy, thy mother's joy, | |
| 14 | 14 | Thy father wrought me great annoy. | |
| 15 | 15 | ||
| 16 | 16 | First when he came to court my love, | |
| 17 | 17 | With sugar'd words he did me move; | |
| 18 | 18 | His flattering and fained cheer | |
| 19 | 19 | To me that time did not appear, | |
| 20 | 20 | But | But now I see that cruel he, |
| 21 | 21 | Cares neither for my babe nor me. | |
| 22 | 22 | ||
| 23 | 23 | I cannot choose but love him still, | |
| 24 | 24 | Although that he bath done we ill, | |
| 25 | 25 | For he hath stolen away my heart, | |
| 26 | 26 | And from him it cannot depart; | |
| 27 | 27 | In well or wo, where ere he go, | |
| 28 | 28 | I'll love him though he be my foe. | |
| 29 | 29 | ||
| 30 | 30 | But peace, my comfort, curse not him, | |
| 31 | 31 | Who now in seas of grief doth swim, | |
| 32 | 32 | Perhaps of death: for who can tell | |
| 33 | 33 | Whether the judge of heaven or hell, | |
| 34 | 34 | B | By some predestinated death |
| 35 | 35 | Revenging me hath stopt his breath. | |
| 36 | 36 | ||
| 37 | 37 | If I were near those fatal bounds, | |
| 38 | 38 | Where he lies groaning in his wounds: | |
| 39 | 39 | Repeating, as he pants for breath, | |
| 40 | 40 | Her name that wounds more deep than death, | |
| 41 | 41 | O then what woman's heart so strong | |
| 42 | 42 | Would not forget the greatest wrong? | |
| 43 | 43 | ||
| 44 | 44 | If linen lack for my loves sake | |
| 45 | 45 | Whom once I loved, then would I take | |
| 46 | 46 | My | My smock even from my body meet, |
| 47 | 47 | And | And wrap him in that winding sheet, |
| 48 | 48 | Ay me, how happy had I been, | |
| 49 | 49 | If he had ne'er been wrapt therein. | |
| 50 | 50 | ||
| 51 | 51 | Balow, my babe, spare thou thy tears, | |
| 52 | 52 | Untill thou come to wit and years, | |
| 53 | 53 | Thy griefs are gathering to a sum, | |
| 54 | 54 | Heaven grant thee patience till they come, | |
| 55 | 55 | A mother's fault, a father's shame, | |
| 56 | 56 | A hapless state, a bastard's name. | |
| 57 | 57 | ||
| 58 | Be still, my babe, and sleep a while, | ||
| 59 | And when thou wake then sweetly smile, | ||
| 60 | But smile not as thy father did, | ||
| 61 | To cozen maids: O heaven forbid, | ||
| 62 | And yet into thy face I see | ||
| 63 | Thy father dear which tempted me. | ||
| 64 | |||
| 65 | Balow, my babe, O follow not | ||
| 66 | His faithless steps who thee begot, | ||
| 67 | Nor glory in a maid's disgrace, | ||
| 68 | For thou art his too much, alas! | ||
| 69 | And in thy looking eyes I read | ||
| 70 | Who overthrew my maidenhead. | ||
| 71 | |||
| 72 | O if I were a maid again, | ||
| 73 | All young men's flatteries I'd refrain: | ||
| 74 | Because unto my grief I find | ||
| 75 | That they are faithless and unkind, | ||
| 76 | Their tempting terms have bred my harm, | ||
| 77 | Bear witness babe lies in my arm. | ||
| 78 | |||
| 79 | Balow, my babe, spare yet thy tears, | ||
| 80 | Untill thou come to wit and years; | ||
| 81 | Perhaps yet thou may come to be | ||
| 82 | A courtier by disdaining me: | ||
| 83 | Poor me., poor me, alas poor me, | ||
| 84 | My own two eyes have blinded me! | ||
| 85 | |||
| 86 | On love and fortune I complain, | ||
| 87 | On them and on myself also: | ||
| 88 | But most of all mine own two eyes, | ||
| 89 | The chiefest workers of my woe, | ||
| 90 | For they have caused so my smart, | ||
| 91 | That I must die without a heart. | ||
| 92 | |||
| 93 | Balow, my babe, thy father dead | ||
| 94 | To me the prodigal hath play'd, | ||
| 95 | Of heaven and earth regardless he | ||
| 96 | Preferr'd the wars to me and thee. | ||
| 97 | I doubt that now his cursing mind | ||
| 98 | Makes him eat acorns with the swine. | ||
| 99 | |||
| 100 | Farewell, farewell, most faithless youth, | ||
| 101 | That ever kist a woman's mouth, | ||
| 102 | Let never a woman after me, | ||
| 103 | Submit unto the courtesy; | ||
| 104 | For if she do, O cruel thou | ||
| 105 | Would wrong them: O! who can tell how? |
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