A New SONG, called The Lover's Tragedy; OR, PARENTS Cruelty.  
To the Tune of, Charon make haste and Carry me Over.  
 

A Virgin famed for her Virtue and Beauty,  
Who by her Parents was greatly, loved,  
To whom she paid all obedience and duty,  
never observing to be reproved:  
A lovely Youth of Reputation  
having her features viewed,  
Was struck with so much love and admiration,  
nothing his thoughts of her could exclude.   

He to her oft did his Passion discover,  
but her consent he could not obtain:  
She answered, she'd not admit of a Lover,  
lest he her Parents good will could gain:  
He to prevail, used all endeavours  
for to obtain her Friend's consent,  
But by no means could procure their favour,  
which filled his heart full of discontent.   

He had made many a fair proprosition,  
But what he offered they still denied:  
At last he in a despairing condition,  
thus on his Bed to himself he cried:  
Pity my wrongs ye Amorous Powers,  
hear a distressed Lover complain,  
Who upon Earth has but very few hours,  
thus to endure a Nymphs disdain.   
 

Punish her Parents (ye Gods) for refusing  
a heart so loving, so just and true,  
Which they deserve for severely misusing,  
to be tormented as bad by you;  
But may the Nymph, so fair and cruel,  
every Worldly Bliss enjoy,  
Sure if the languish I lie in she knew well,  
she with a smile would my care destroy.   

At last he grew to so weak a condition,  
that there was nothing could yield relief,  
Saving the Virgin who was his Physician,  
on whom he called to redress his Grief.  
Farewell, Oh cruel Nymph, he cried,  
I now to Elysium must repair!  
Then gave a sigh or two, and so he died,  
and thus he was cured of all his care.   

To the fair Virgin this News was soon carried,  
which Message struck her with great surprise;  
She vowing to see him e'er he was Buried,  
whom she had slain with her kill Eyes.  
To's House she fled with expedition,  
as if by Cupid's Wings conveyed,  
Ask at door in a sobbing Condition,  
which was the Room where his Corpse was laid.   

She to the Chamber was quickly conducted  
where in a Shroud on his Bed he lay,  
Which sight see on her unkindness reflected  
that made her sound in the Room away▪  
Many there came to her assistance,  
and to her several things applied,  
But Death against them all made such tru●…  
that by the Corpse of her Love she did   

When this sad News came to her Pare●●●…  
both in a heavy distraction were,  
Running like mad People, crying and s●●●…  
for the sad loss of their Daughter fair:  
Tho' they prevented their being Married  
whilst they were living by their care,  
Yet in one Grave they together were Wed  
this was the end of this lovely Pair.   
FINIS.   

This may be Printed, R. P.  
Printed for P. Brooksby at the Go 〈…〉 in Pie-corner.