Celias answer to The lover's complaint. To the same tune. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B01964 of text R227581 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing C1655). 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. 3 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 B01964 Wing C1655 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.39.k.6[32] 99887411 ocm99887411 182118 2240896642

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B01964) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182118) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A3:1[32]) Celias answer to The lover's complaint. To the same tune. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Printed for Charles Barnet, [London] : [between 1694-1700] Place and date of publication suggested by Wing. Verse: "VVhat is this I near still by all I do meet ..." Printed in two columns. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo Celias answer to The lover's complaint. To the same tune. anon 1700 1 535 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-03 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-04 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-05 Sampled and proofread 2008-05 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
CELIAS Answer TO The LOVER'S Complaint . To the same Tune . WHat is this I hear still by all I do meet , A complaint against Celia is Sung in the street , Where she scornful is made , and cruel does prove To Strephon who is with Celia in Love . Nay likewise they say for Love he will dye , Unless that his Celia to have does comply , He further complains that my hearts made of stone , And yet he 'l have Celia , or else he 'l have none . And since I must give him an Answer indeed , He speak from my Heart as I am a true Maid , He Courted me long , and I slighted him still , Tho t was not perhaps for any ill will . But caution did make me to use him like one , That came as a visit and so to be gone , Tho he often would sigh , then his Eyes they would dart Which many a time I felt at my heart . But men are deceitful which made me still shie , What their tongue often speaks , yet their hearts gives the lye And few there are found of Men to be true , Which made me always be scornful to you . For daily I see that young Maidens are wrong'd , By Batchellors with their fine flattering Tongue , They swear they do love till they 've gain'd their desire , Which when once possest then soon they retire . Thus Men being false causes me to beware , Least I by such Men should be drawn in a snare , As thousands there be that by young men's undone , In believing what 's said by a lying Tongue . But if that I thought that young Strephon was true , And would love in earnest I would do so too , I mean not for time , but for ever and ay , I am not for love that holds but a day . There fore if you come with intent for to wed , Nere fear but a loving kind Wife may be had , I love you t is true , I declare on my life , And happy should be if I once were your wife . Oh what i' st I say , I have here told my mind , Oh now I am ruin'd if Strephon's unkind , My love I cant hide , but must let the world know , T is Strephon I love tho I tortur'd him so . If he now should leave me for what I have done , Then for love of him I distracted shall run , Oh why did I use him so cruel before , When at the same time I did him adore . Now come lovely Strephon my Heart is thy own , With grief I have heard all thy sorrow and moan , And if you will wed , then this I will say , Since Strephon consents then to morrow 's the day .

Printed for Charles Barnet .