[...] or, Cupids wrongs vindicated wherein he that Cupids wiles did discover, is proved a false dissembling lover. The mayd shewes such cause that none can her condemne, but on the contrary the fault's layd on him. To the tune of Cupids cruell torments. Cupids wrongs vindicated. M. P. (Martin Parker), d. 1656? This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A08948 of text S119366 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 19225). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 6 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A08948 STC 19225 ESTC S119366 99854573 99854573 20000 2248499819

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A08948) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 20000) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1607:12) [...] or, Cupids wrongs vindicated wherein he that Cupids wiles did discover, is proved a false dissembling lover. The mayd shewes such cause that none can her condemne, but on the contrary the fault's layd on him. To the tune of Cupids cruell torments. Cupids wrongs vindicated. M. P. (Martin Parker), d. 1656? 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. for F. G[rove], Printed at London : [1633] Signed: M. P., i.e. Martin Parker. In two parts, with woodcut at head of each part. Printer's name and publication date from STC. Entered as "The faire maides appology or Cupids .." to F. Grove May 29, 1633--STC. Verse - "The guilefull crocodile". Imperfect; margins cropped, first words of title lacking. Reproductions of the original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo [...] or, Cupids wrongs vindicated: wherein he that Cupids wiles did discover, is proved a false dissembling lover. The mayd shewes such cause that no M. P. 1633 2 849 1 0 0 0 0 0 11.78 C The rate of 11.78 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2002-03 Assigned for keying and markup 2002-03 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2002-04 Sampled and proofread 2002-04 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-05 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
〈◊〉 Cupids wrongs vindicated : Wherein he that Cupids wiles did discover , Is proved a false dissembling Lover . The Mayd shewes such cause that none can her condemne , But on the contrary the fault 's layd on him .
To the tune of Cupids cruell torments
THe guilefull Crocodile when he his prey would gain , That none may spie his wile , A mournfull noyse doth feigne : So thou false Hypocrite Thy foule deceipt to couer , Dost act the part aright of a distracted Louer . But raile no more on Loue , Nor doe young Cupid wrong , For thou didst never proue What doth to love belong . Hienna , like thou feign'st words of a dying man , But falsely thou complain'st with woe I proue it can : For like a cheating wretch , thou dost on me exclaime , But this is but a fetch . for thou deseru'st the blame . Why dost thou raile on loue , Or doe , &c. Thou knowst I lou'd thée well , and purposd thee to haue , Thy conscience this can tell , thou false dissembling knaue , But when I did perceiue thy fickle wauering mind , T was time to take my leaue , and serue thee in thy kind . Then raile no more on loue , Nor Cupids cruell wrong , For thou didst neuer proue What doth to loue belong . Let any one that will be judge twixt thee and mee , Why should I loue thee still , when thou lou'st two or three . Dost thinke I le stand at stake , to helpe at the last cast ? When all doe thee forsake , then I must serue at last . O raile no more on loue , Nor Cupids cruell wrong , For thou didst never proue What doth to loue belong . Thou com'st to me i th morne , and goest to Madge at night , Thy mind will quickly turne to which comes next in sight . Thou 'lt promise and protest thou wilt haue none but me , But when thou seest the rest those vowes forgotten bee . Then raile no more on love , Nor Cupids , &c. Dost thinke I cannot heare how thou playst fast and loose , Long Mall gaue thee good cheere . both Cony Hen and Goose : Alas man I haue friends that note thy actions well , Thou lou'st for thine owne ends , but I thy knauery smell . Then raile no more on loue , Nor Cupids cruell wrong , For thou didst neuer proue What doth to loue belong .
The second part , To the same Tune .
I Saw last Thurseday night , when thou wentst to the Swan , With Kate and Winifrite , and after you came Nan , I know what wine you had , and also what was payd , Alas poore harmelesse lad , wilt thou dye for a Mayd ! Fye raile no more on loue , Nor Cupids cruell wrong , For thou didst neuer proue What does to loue belong . I Cannot choose but smile to thinke how cunningly Thou wouldst the world beguile with foule hypocrisy : For I the wrong sustaine , and thou from griefe art free , Yet still thou dost complaine that I am false to thee . Fye neuer raile on love , Nor Cupids cruell wrong , For thou didst never proue What doth to loue belong . To either man or Mayd For censure I le appeale , Which of us may be sayd disloyally to deale ; Did euer I seeme nice till I was told for truth , More oft then once or twice , thou was 't a faithlesse youth . Fye doe not raile , &c. Thou mak'st the world beleeue thou for my loue dost pine , Indeed thou sore dost grieue with wenches , Cakes , and wine , For my part t is my lot to pray for patience still , Untill I have forgot thy ouer-reaching skill . Then doe not raile , &c. Yet though I suffer wrong I needs must prayse thy art , Sure thou hast study'd long to act the Mad-mans part , Thou canst not sleep nor wake for fancies in thy head , Now I doe thee forsake I muse thou art not dead . Fye doe not raile , &c. That Lasse which shall haue thee Who ere has that ill hap , Let her learne this of me , shee 's caught in follies trap . He that dissemble can with one in such a way . Hee 'l nere proue honest man , beleeue me what I say . Then doe not raile on loue , Nor Cupids cruell wrong , For thou didst neuer proue What doth to loue belong .
FINIS . M.P.

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