The west country nymph or The loyal maid of Bristol. The flower of Bristol doth complain for the absence of her love and vows she constant will remain like to the turtle dove. Tune, Young Jammy. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06525 of text R228647 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing W1406). 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 B06525 Wing W1406 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[504] 99887944 ocm99887944 183603 2248541909

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B06525) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183603) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[394]) The west country nymph or The loyal maid of Bristol. The flower of Bristol doth complain for the absence of her love and vows she constant will remain like to the turtle dove. Tune, Young Jammy. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for P. Brooksby, [London : between 1680-1695] Imprint suggested by Wing. Verse: "Come all you maidens fair ..." Imperfect: trimmed affecting imprint. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Broadsides -- England -- London -- Early works to 1800. Constancy -- Early works to 1800. Love poetry, English -- England -- Early works to 1800. Ballads -- England -- 17th century. eebo The west country nymph or The loyal maid of Bristol. The flower of Bristol doth complain for the absence of her love and vows she constant will remain anon 1695 2 502 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. 2008-02 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-09 Sampled and proofread 2008-09 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
THE West Country Nymph Or the Loyal Maid of Bristol . The Flower of Bristol doth complain For the absence of her Love And vows she constant will remain Like to the Turtle Dove . Tune , Young Jammy .

Fidelity

Piety

Loyalty

COme all you Maidens fair and listen to my Ditty In Bristol City fair , there liv'd a damsel pretty She to a Seaman was engag'd him she did love most dear . And when the roaring Billows rag'd her heart was filld with fear . When stormy winds did blow she sorely was oppressed Her countenance did show that she was much distressed Quoth she you goods what do you mean to fill me thus with fear Such storms as these weve never seen but yet preserve my Dear . For I will constant be and ever faithful to him , Thrice happy shall I be if e'r I live to view him But should he dye and not return as I do greatly fear I with the Turtle Dove will mourn for my beloved Dear . For he is in mine eye the glory of this Nation And at his constancy I stand in admiration . It would my heart most joyful make to see my love appear Which now with fear doth sadly ake for my beloved dear .

You that are cros'd in Love my happiness admire My dear doth constant prove what can I more desire I le go and stand on Dundre Hill to see his ship appear Where by my self i le weep my fill for my beloved dear . But if by cruel fate my true love should miscarry Who could my grief relate in Bristol i de ne'r tarry . To some strange Deserts I would fly and wander far and near With woful screeks to pierce the sky for my beloved dear . But yet my Love so kind I think the duce was in thee To leave me here behind and Sail unto Virginny , Make hast and home return again or I shall dye with fear For my poir sake now leave the Main mine own beloved dear . Didst thou the torments know that I have long endured It would procure thy woe i me certainly assured , Thou' rt unacquainted with my pain my sorrow and my fear Oh then make hast and come again mine own beloved dear . No soul beneath the Sun hath been more heavy hearted Since my true Love was gone and from his dearest parted But time I hope will make amends for all my care and fear When we two meet like faithful friends then will I hug my dear . Till then I shall lament for the absence of my true Love And pine in discontent I hope t is so with you love An every day I wish for thee to banish all my fear O quickly come and comfort me my own beloved dear .