The Gloucester-shire TRAGEDY: Or, The LOVERS Down-Fall. Sh●wing how an Old Miser, of a vast Estate, would have married his Daughter to a Covetous, Rich Knight, whom she could not Love; After which, he co●… ented to a young Gentleman to Court her; but as soon as they were Engaged to each other, he kept her from him, whereupon she denied him Marriage without her Father's Consent: How he Poisoned himself, and afterwards his Ghost appeared to her with a burning Torch: How she was poisoned, which caused her Father to stab himself, &c. To the Tune of, The Palatine Lovers. depiction of coach and horses depiction of man, horizontal depiction of man and woman, holding hands NEar Golford Town, we hear, Of late in Gloucester-shire, There lived a Lady fair, of Beauty bright; Her Father vastly great, In Money and Estate, Which most unfortunate, ruined her quiter. 〈◇〉 ●housand pounds a Year, 〈…〉 had, we hear, 〈…〉 no other Heir, 〈…〉 Lady; Who'd mary her out-right, Unto a Rich Old Knight: But she the same did slight disdainfully. Father, she often cried, If that I should be tied To be an Old Man's Bride, How would this prove? If I in Marriage Band Must obey your Command, Let me, Sir, have a Man, that I can love, Her Father angry grew, Saying, Daughter, if you Will my Commands not do, to pleasure me, Assured be of this, If that you wed am●… s Unto my Mind, I'll dis- inherit thee. For some time this past on, And a young Gentleman, That lived near at hand, a wooing came. One thousand Pounds a Year, His Father had we hear, And he his only Heir unto the same. When to her Father come, His Business he made known, For whose dear Sake alone, he him addressed. Sir, if you'll give, he cried, Your Daughter for my Bride, Sure no Man e'er beside, can be more blessed. Her Father cunningly, Di● make him this Reply, Your svit I'll not deny, get her in Mind: But when they'd fix their Love Before the Powers ●bove, To them he false did prove, as you will find. When some few Months, alas; In Courtship they had past, Their Hearts were linked fast, in lasting Love. Cupid had played his Part, And sent a flaming Dart, To wound each others Heart, which none could move. But see the wretched Fate Of cruel Father's Hate: He striven to separate the●… 〈…〉. And would not yield, he said, Though he had promised this Gentleman should wed his Daughter fair. Pray Sir, he often cried, Why must I be denied, Of this my charming Bride, I so much love? If that unkind you are, To part us loving Pair, We're ruined I declare; then kinder prove. Her Father did say, Think you ●oung Man I pray, That I will throw away my Daughter so? Her Fortune is too great, For one of your Estate,; Therefore stand not to prate. my Mind you know. Then in great Discontent, He to his Lady went, And sadly did lament this his hard Case. Saying, Dear Lady bright, I'm ruined, ruined quiter, Your Father does me slight, and proves most base. He'll not consent, he cried, That you should be my Bride, Oh! What will me betid? I am undone. Now I have fixed my Love, He most unkind does prove; Pity, ye Powers above, a poor young Man. Then did he sadly weep, Grieving and sighing deep, And at his Lady's Feet, fell in a Swoond: This grieved her to the Heart, Of Love she felt the Smart, As in the ensuing part, will soon be found, When thus, this Lady fair beholded her Lover dear, She used her utmost Care him to revive? And often, often cried, If I am you denied, I'll have no One beside, as I'm alive. Then did the Tears apace, Run trickling down her Face, And him did oft embrace, 〈…〉, Wretched Father, said she, In this your Love to me? I shall now ruined be for evermore. As from his Swoon he came, With a deep Sigh and Groan, He cried, Undone, Undone, my Dear, am I. My Love is just and true, And if I have not you, I'll bid the World adieu Eternally. These Words she did express, My Love is nothing less, I freely must confess, it is most true. But if my father, he, Will not to it agree, I cannot married be, dear Sir, to you. I will most constant prove, No other will I love; Witness ye Gods above to what is said. But cease for to lament, And ●… rive to be Content; For without his Consent I will not wed. When she these Words did speak He sighed as Heart would break Saying, Love, for your sake, ruined am I. I'll say no more than this Give me one parting Kiss: Now farewell Earthly Bliss Eternally. Then from her he did go, With a Heart filled with Woe, To work his Overthrow resolvedly. Some Poison strong he took, Which quickly did its Work; so he this world forsook most wretchedly. When this News to her came, She grieved much for the same. And said he was to blame himself to kill. She to her Father ran, And cried, O cruel Man, See, see what you have done, by your ill will. Like one Distracted, she Lamented bitterly, And said, My Dear, with thee 〈…〉 Declare if now I shall, I'm ruined by your Fall; I loved you more than all the World beside. Thus Day and Night she cry, My Love, why did you die, And leave me wretchedly behind you here; O! come dear Ghost to me, And let me once more see, That comely Face, said she, I love'd so dear. As she one Night did lye, Weeping most bitterly, She heard a Voice to cry, my Dear, my Dear, For your sweet sake I died, Who should have been my Bride Behold at your Bed's side; I'm here, I'm here. At which the Curtain she Put back immediately, And the pale Ghost did see At her Bed's side; It clothed was in White, Holding a Torch so Bright; At this most dismal Sight she shri●k'd and cried. The Ghost then thus did speak, I died for your sake, 'twas love my Heart did break most certainly: The Morning Cock I fear, Won't let me long stay here, Then if you love me; Dear- est follow me. The Ghost a Dead-mans Skull Did hold, with poison full, Saying come drink your fill, of this black Cup; 't will love-sick Passions cure, I've drank the same before; And so has Hundreds more; then take it up. She took it, saying L●… By all the Gods above, this shall my Witness prove I love you well; Now will I go she said, And in your grave be laid; In sweet Eliza●s-Shades, our Souls shall dwell. She instantly arose, Sorrounded all with Woes, And with the Ghost she goes, down to the Gate; Whereas a Coach did stand. With many a Serving Man, With torches in their Hand that their did wait. Being put in the Coach, With her beloved Ghost, Most swiftly they did past, unto his Grave: and said, Love here i lye, then quickly, quickly die, to which he strait did high, 'tis that I'd have. Vanishing all away, they left her there to stay, till the approaching Day. among the tombs; She sadly did Lament, Her cries to Heaven sent, And said, Ghost be content, I'll come, ill come. The poison wracked her Heart Working in every part, Death with his fatal Dart the Wound had gave, i●… woeful Misery, She did expecting lye, Each Minute for die, upon his Grave. As in this state she lay, Until the silent Day, Young-man past that way and her did know; Fair Lady to me tell, What chance has you befell, I fear all is not well, that you lye so. Then she declared what p●st From first unto the last An● said Y●ung man make hast and run with speed Unto my Father Dear, who have been so severe, O bi● him quick come here e'er I am Dead, Her Father came and found Her lying on the Ground, And ready was to swoon at this sad sight, She cried dear Father I, For Love now here must die 'tis your Severity has killed me quiter Death wracks in e'●… y Place, And stars one in the Face▪ Dear Grave I'll thee embrace, so Lovingly. Dear Love now open wide thy Arms for thy dear Bride, I come, I come, she cried, and so did die, Her Father grieving sore, Hugging her ne'er and o●… Ye Heavens i implore Let me too die, then with a Dagger sharp He struck him to the Heart, His Life did there depart imm●diately. O cruel Death severe what dismal sight was here, Father and Daughter dear, thus for to die. their sad and dismal Fall, Lamented was by all, And did for Pity call from every Every Eye. then home they were conveyed with speed, as it is said, And both in state were laid, in a Large Hall. which thousands came to see, Hearing this Tragedy. That might a warning be to Lovers all: By all both Rich and Poor, They lay lamented over, About a Week or more, in mournful State. Many a Lover dear, Many a Lady fair, In mourning did appear, for their sad Fate. A Hearse and Six with speed, Previded was indeed, Many a mournful weed, did it attend▪ Their Graves ●… re made close by where her true love did lye; So of this Tragedy, I make an end.