The tragedy of Phillis, complaining of the disloyal love of Amintas. To a new court tune. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06176 of text R185421 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing T2010E). 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. 4 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 B06176 Wing T2010E ESTC R185421 47012682 ocm 47012682 174649 2240883439

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B06176) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 174649) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 2693:37) The tragedy of Phillis, complaining of the disloyal love of Amintas. To a new court tune. 1 sheet ([1] p.) s.n., [S.l. : 1674?] Date of publication taken from Wing (2nd ed.) Reproduction of original in: University of Glasgow. Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo The tragedy of Phillis, complaining of the disloyal love of Amintas. [no entry] 1674 1 599 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. 2008-01 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-07 Sampled and proofread 2008-07 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
The Tragedy of Phillis , Complaining of the Disloyal Love of Amintas . To a New Court Tune . AMintas on a Summers day to shun Apollo's beams , Was driving of his flock away , to cast some cooling streams . And through a Forrest as they went hard by a rivers side , A voice which from a grove was sent invited him to bide . The voyce well seem'd for to bewray some Male-contented mind , For oft times did he hear it say ten thousand times unkind : The remnant of that raging moan did all escape his ear , For every word brought forth a groan and every groan a tear . And nearer when it did repair , both face and voice he knew , He saw that Phillis was come there her plaints for to renew , Thus leaving her unto her plaints and sorrow slaking groans , He heard her deadly discontents thus all brea kt forth at once . Amintas is thy love to me of such a light account , That thou disdainst to look on me or love as thou was wont . Were those the Oaths that thou didst make the Vows thou didst conceive , When I for thy contentment sake my hearts delight did leave . How oft didst thou protest to me the Heaven should turn to naught , The Sun should first obscured be , ere thou wouldst change thy thought . Then heaven desolve without delay Sun shew thy face no more , Amintas love is lost for aye , and wo is me therefore . Well might I if I had béen wise foreséen what now I find , But too much love did dull mine eyes and made my judgement blind : But O alas ! the effect doth prove , that it was plain deceit , For true and undefiled love will never turn to hate . All thy behaviours were ( God knows ) too smooth and too discréet , Like Sugar which impoysoned grows , suspects because it 's swéet . Thine oaths and vows did promise more then well thou couldst perform Much like a calm that comes before an unexpected storm . God knows it would not grieve me much for to be kil'd for thee , But oh , too near it doth me touch that thou shouldst murder me ; God knows I care not for the pain can come for loss of breath , T is thy unkindness cruel Swain that grives me to the death . Amintas tell me if thou may , if any fault of mine Hath given thee cause for to betray mine hearts delight and thine : No , no alas it could not be , my love to thee was such , Unless that I if urged thée in loving thée to much . But ah , alas what do I gain , by this my fond complaint , My dolour doubles my disdain my grief thy joy augment . Although it yields no greater good , it oft doth ease my mind , For to reproach the ingratitude of him that is unkind . With that her hand , cold , wan and pale , upon her brest she layes And seeing that her breath did fail , she sighs and then she sayes , Amintas , and with that poor Maid she sigh'd again full sore , But after that she never said , nor sigh'd , nor breath'd no more . Finis .