The Despairing Lover,  
Whose mind was much tormented,  
Because of his True-Love  
he thought he was prevented.   
To the tune of, aim not too high.  
 nobleman with sword  
 noblewoman with fan  

break heart and die, I may no longer live,  
To enjoy this world nothing that I will give,  
I live forlorn my joys are from me fled,  
I have lost my love, alack my heart is dead.   

Each thing on earth continueth with his Love,  
The pretty Pigeon and the Turtle Dove,  
And divers others in the world I know,  
But my Love will not seem to love me so.   

I little thought what now I true do find,  
I did not deem my Love would be unkind:  
But 'tis no news, for many prov● untrue,  
And so doth mine, for she bids me adieu.   

But seeing 'tis so, Ile turn a Palmer poor,  
And I will range abroad the World half ore,  
To see if I can find some dismal Cave,  
There will I dwell, there will I make my grave.   

I will go travel in some other Land,  
To France, to spain, or turkey out of hand,  
Where unto strangers there will I complain,  
How that my Love hath me unkindly slain.   

If I do land upon some other shore,  
Whereas no man did ever land before;  
Then shall I think myself a happy man,  
Because my death no man shall understand.   

There will I writ my fill of my true Love:  
Did I say true? What fury did me move,  
To count her true, that always proves unkind,  
And is as fickle as the wavering wind?   

Since she was faire and lovely in my sight,  
She was my ioy and all my hearts delight:  
But now her smiles are turned from frowns& i●…  
To kill my heart with woe is her desire.   

Bright Phoebus beams are darkened in the ski●…  
When as the storms of Boreas do arise:  
Yet he doth quickly shine after the rain,  
But my coy Mistris will not love again   

I would I were ith' midst of the Seas,  
In some broken vessel if the Fates did please,  
Where neither love nor comfort can be found,  
But every hour expecting to be drowned.   

My speeches all do but prolong my pain.  
For I did never sail the Ocean main:  
Nor will I suffer life in me to bide,  
So long to wait the time of wind or tide.   

seeing 'tis so, toth' wilderness Ile high,  
Among wild beasts, where I intend to die,  
Where lions, Beats,& other wild beasts mourn  
The Dragon, Elephant, and unicorn.   

Thus many wishes have I wished in vain,  
But none of those will rid me out of pain:  
This piercing Poniard now shall and the strifs,  
And kill my heart, that loathes this mortal life.   

This being spoken forth his Love did rush,  
Beholding him with many a changing blushy:  
O hold quoth she, and hear what I must say:  
do not despair, nor work thy lives decay.   

You Maidens faire I pray come lend an ear,  
And you shall hear how true she doth appear:  
She gave him comfort in his troubled mind,  
And ever after proved loving kind.    


A constant and a kind Maid.  
Which saved a proper Young-mans life,  
And after proved his loving Wife.   
To the same tune.  
 nobleman  
 noblewoman  

COntent thyself my love and do not die,  
Thy life I love, thy death I do defy;  
Live then in ioy, and seek to banish pain,  
Take a good heart, and I will love again.   

All things on earth doth love its chosen Mate,  
And thou contemnest me and sayest I hate;  
Men love by fancy, Birds they love by kind,  
Then fancy me and thou shalt favour find.   

For all the good that ever Craesus won,  
I will not seem to leave my love alone;  
No, no, my Love, I will not prove untrue,  
Nor will I change my old friend for a new.   

Thou shalt not need to turn a Palmer poor,  
For I for thee have Gold and Silver store;  
Instead of finding out a desert place  
Thou shalt have me within thine arms t'imbrace   

Thou shalt not travel to another Land,  
For I am she that am at thy command:  
Thou shalt my dear have no cause to complain,  
For I with ioy thy Love will entertain.   

If thou hadst landed on some foreign shore,  
Then I would never have enjoyed thee more:  
But being thou art here arrived with me  
Thou shalt not go hence dangers for to see.   

What wouldst thou writ of me thine own true lovs,  
fear not my Love, for I will constant prove,  
I am thine own, and so thou still shalt find,  
To thee I will be loving, true, and kind.   

As I was faire and lovely in thy sight,  
So will I prove thy ioy and hearts delight,  
I will not seek my dearest love to kill,  
But I will ●eeld unto thy wished will.   

Sweet I have listened to thy moans and cries,  
weep thou no more, but dry thy watered eyes:  
The storms are past and Sun Shines after rain  
And I do vow to love thee once again.   

If thou wert in the raging Seas so wide,  
Vpon a Dolphins back fain wouldst thou ride:  
Desiring Neptunes succour out of hand,  
To be thy Pilot to some certain Land.   

sweet Love much danger doth abroad ensue,  
The Seas and wilderness bid thou adue:  
Nere seek to writ, or think of wind or tide,  
But live with me, and I will be thy bride.   

Oh stay at home sweet Love, and go not there,  
wild Beasts in pieces will thy body tear:  
When I behold them for to suck thy blood,  
They shall have mine, my Love, to do thee good.   

lo thus to thee my Love I do make known,  
Vowing hereafter I will be thine own;  
lo stay thy hand my Love and doe-not kill  
Thy gentle heart, that I could love so well.   

Then straight he took his Love into his arms,  
Which had preserved him from such dangerous harms  
Welcome( quoth he) I love thee as my life,  
And quickly after he made her his wife.   

Thus have you heard my song of woe and ioy,  
Let Maids and young men listen to't I pray:  
Make you no vows, but have a special care,  
For fear thou wound your Mates with deep despair   
FINIS.   

London, Printed for F. Coules, dwelling in the Old-Bayly.