Loves power. Behold the powerful charms of love, with captives young and old, and nothing can their flames remove, that are in Cupids fold: 'till soft'ning kisses heal the wound caus'd by loves fiery dart, then pleasures flow, and joys abound, and more inflames the heart. To the tune of, Moggies jealousie. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06936 of text S110848 in the English Short Title CatalogTextual 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. 5 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 B06936 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[307] 99887790 ocm99887790 183452 2248541226

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B06936) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183452) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[243]) Loves power. Behold the powerful charms of love, with captives young and old, and nothing can their flames remove, that are in Cupids fold: 'till soft'ning kisses heal the wound caus'd by loves fiery dart, then pleasures flow, and joys abound, and more inflames the heart. To the tune of, Moggies jealousie. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). s.n., [S.l. : ca. 1685?] Date of publication suggested by item of same title in Wing (L3281A). Verse: "Two lovers by chance they did meet ..." Imperfect: trimmed, affecting imprint and, perhaps, title. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo Loves power. Behold the powerful charms of love, with captives young and old, and nothing can their flames remove, that are in Cupids fold: 'till soft anon 1685 1 721 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. 2008-10 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-12 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2010-01 Sampled and proofread 2010-01 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2010-04 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
LOVES POWER . Behold the powerful Charms of Love , With Captives young and Old , And nothing can their Flames remove , That are in Cupids Fold : 'Till soft'ning Kisses heal the Wound Caus'd by Loves Fiery Dart , Then Pleasures Flow , and joys abound , And more Inflames the Heart . To the Tune of , Moggies jealousie .

TWo Lovers by chance they did meet , possessed with a mutual flame , And now you shall hear how they greet , for I will declare the same : Quoth he , thou hast sparks in thine eyes , that do kindle in me such a fire , I comforts shall clearly despise , if you do not grant me my desire . O Sir , quoth this pritty young Maid , let me know what 't is you would have , For you need not at all be afraid , I will grant what in reason you crave : For I ne'r in my life could deny , what a man did in Iustice require , But you and I soon shall comply , and I 'le warrant I 'le quench thy loves fire . With that he began to draw nearer , and gave her an amorous Kiss , He said , he lov'd dearer and dearer , and longed to tast of the bliss : Quoth he , 't is the Babes in thine eyes , that set my poor heart all on fire , Then do not thy Lover despise , but grant me my wish and desire . If thou art so earnest to dally , come make use of time while you may , Thy skill I will not undervalue , then prithee Love let 's to the play ; Methinks thou art somewhat too tedious , 't is time that we should have been nigher , To linger it seems to be grievous , I 'le warrant i 'le quench thy loves fire .

THe Young man supposing her greedy , fell eagerly unto the sport , He found she was wanting and needy , and needless it was for to Court : But as they were hugging together , she cry'd O , come nigher and nigher , His heart was as light as a Feather , and he had both his wish and desire . The Damsel was mightily pleased , and kist him a thousand times o're , Quoth she , now my sorrows are eased , but I must have a little touch more ; O lye down a while for to rest thee , that I may enjoy my desire , I hope that the fates they will bless thee , I quench , but thou kindlest my fire . No longer he stood there delaying , but stoutly he fell to 't agen , Where he gave a push at their playing , the Damsel returned him ten : For she grew more eager and eager , her eyes they did sparkle like fire , Quoth he , I do owne I 'm the weaker , but still I enjoy my desire . Quoth she , now how should I be served , if thou shouldst have got me with Child , But 't is no more then I deserved , for I was a little too wild : I thought long till I did begin it , and burnt with a fervent desire , What pleasure I felt in one minute , adds fuel to amorous Fire . The young-man began for to tyre , and his Cudgels began to lay down , Which made the young Damsel admire , and straight she began for to frown : Quoth he , I have done what is fit , no reason can more require , But her brows then upon him she knit , and she still did want her desire . Then young men provide and be lusty , again you do come to be try'd , For Maidens look sowre and crusty , when their wants cannot well be supply'd : But 't was an Old Proverb I heard , though Men burnt with amorous ire , That Damsels when once they come near , could quench their most vigorous Fire .