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Broadside ballad entitled 'The Pearl of the Irish Nation' |
TranscriptionAn Excellent new Song lately composed To its own Proper New Tune. HArd was my Lot for to be shot, Through persit grief and Sorrow, And breaths forth my Lamentation, The Pearel of the Irish Nation, and alas my poor Heart it is wounded, By Cupit I am fore wounded, and sad is my grief and Vexcation, The Pearel of the Irish Nation, of Beautiful Charming Creatures, and like wife Comlie Features, in Country, Town, or Plantation, The Pearel of the Irish Nation. but spends my Time in weeping, whilst others lay by me a Sleeping, and there I'le make my habitation, The Pearel of the Irish Nation, and make my whole moan for the Lillle is for the Ross that grows in the Vellie, for Modestie, Vertue and Patience, The Pearel of the Irish Nation, but only that Charming Creature, hard by the Banks of the Ceder. though my Heart be filled with Vexcation. The Pearel of the lrish Nation, and sent to my dearest Jewel, and if she chance to prove Cruel; Like a Pilgrim I'll go thro' Frost and Snow I'll foresake my former Station, The Pearel of the Irish Nation. I'd Transport Spain from thence to Lorain. I'll often times Cross the wide Occan, hath happen'd to be my Fortune, or cause me to Dye in the Station, Though I am sad yet if I had, But part of the Gifts of Ovid, And freely I have disclosed, since I have made a Declaration, By the Pearel of the Irish Nation and Tis a Teacher of Strangers, and K is the Keeper of Chambers, and L most ly by in his Station she's the Pearel of the Irish Nation, and have the same perused, Pray you let me be Excused, since I have made a Declaration, by the Pearel of the Irish Nation. The Second Part. Her answer it was with Discreation, if I Join with your Prosession, they'l turn me where I will see no Man to marry a Man that's a Reman. this day with me to Marry, Therefore let us not tarrie, I am oblidged to no Man, although I am a Roman. is it for my Religion, hold me in such Dirision. on you I would bestow it, before your Parents knows of it; This Day I'll freely Marrie, Let Us no longer Tarrie, I'll never be ruled by no man, altho' thou be a Roman. This loving couple married were, enjoys his charming Jewel, although her Friends was Creuel. F I N I S .
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Probable period of publication:
1700-1710 shelfmark: Ry.III.c.36(140)
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