Loves extasie, or, Strephon and cloas corronation tho loves the only coyn in heaven doth go, happy those lovers are that pay below, to the tune of, Jenny gin, &c. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B09449 of text R180176 in the English Short Title Catalog. 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. 3KB 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 B09449 Wing L3265 ESTC R180176 ocm 62369455

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 eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo Loves extasie: or, Strephon and Cloas corronation. Tho' loves the only coyn in heaven doth go, Happy those lovers are that pay below. To the tune of, n/a 1687 1 393 0 0 0 1 0 0 254.45 F The rate of 254.45 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2014-05 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-07 Sampled and proofread 2014-07 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Loves Extasie : OR , Strephon and Cloas Corronation . Tho' Loves the only Coyn in Heaven doth go , Happy those Lovers are that pay below . To the Tune of , Ienny Gin , &c. AS Strephon did unfold his Flocks , just as the Sun did rise , He saw fair Cloa from the Rocks , which did his Soul surprize : Aloud he cry'd , make haste my love , make haste my dearest dear , To meet me in the Mirtle Grove , and feed our flocks all there . Her Milky Herd kept all around , i' th front she did appear , Old Trip and Nimble led the ground and White-foot in the Reer : Make haste my love , make haste , he said , make haste my dearest dear , My fair and lovely beautious Maid , we feed our Flocks all here . Beneath a Sycamore she lay , upon her Flocks to look , Some feed , some innocently play , and some were in the Brook : Aloud she cry'd , where is my love ? where is my dearest dear ? The Sun has Guilded all the Grove , yet Strephon is not here . She nimbly tript it to the Vale , and cry'd , where is my Dear ? The Eccho gave her back her Tale , but Strephon was not there : Strephon indeed was all her care , quoth she , where is my Swain ? Where is my love ? where is my dear ? that lets me thus complain . His love admits no longer stay , and hers did sympathize , She rose and met him on the way , and spoke with her fair eyes : Ah! here my Cloa , here 's thy Swain , that does thy self adore , The truest and the happiest man , that ever lov'd before . But God what Oratry was there ! as they walkt to her Grove , Vow and vow , and tear and tear , the Extract of all love : Till both with Extasie o'recome , upon the ground they lay , The God of pleasure struck 'em dumb . and envy'd both that day . FINIS .

Printed for J. Deacon , at the Angel in Guiltspur-street .