Nevvs for youngmen and maids. Who now may weep, their joy is fled, for love is dead and buried. To a curious new tune. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B27356 of text R229029 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. 7KB 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 B27356 Wing N946 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.10[25] ESTC R229029 ocm99888109

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 eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo Nevvs for youngmen and maids. : Who now may weep, their joy is fled, for love is dead and buried. To a curious new tune. n/a 1675 2 1024 2 0 0 0 0 0 19.53 C The rate of 19.53 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2014-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-08 Sampled and proofread 2014-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
News for Youngmen and Maids . Who now may weep , their joy is fled , For Love is dead and buried . To a curious New Tune .

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FRom Fairy Land I hear it is reported , That love is dead and in his grave laid , And she that hath béen often times courted , Shall for her coyness now dye a Maid ; N●w Bess , and Nell , with Susan , and Mary , In hope of Suiters long may tarry . For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true joyes are fled . Youngmen and maids shall not go a walking As in the former time they have done . Nor yet in shady Bowers fit a talking , For Venus now hath lost her Son , And she that fiftéen years hath known , Shall now in corners wéep alone . For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true joy is fled . Yo courtly Language shall now be used , lain-dealing shall be counted a Iewell , And she that hath her Suiter refus'd , Shall wish she had not prov'd so cruel , And she that hath the time delay'd , Must be content to dye a Maid . For with him love is dead and buried , And with him all true joy is fled . The Sheapherds that do sit on the Monntains Will all be sorry this News for to hear ; The Nymphs that do resort to the Fountains , When they do know it , will shed a tear , For they shall now no Garlands make Of flowers for their Lover's sake . For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true joy is fled . The country Lads that were full of kindness To give their Lasses what they did require , Shall wonder greatly at their own blindness And leave of all their former desire ;
THey shall not take them out to dance , Nor yet in Songs their praise advance For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true Love is fled . All Creatures shall express their own sorrow The Birds shall drop away with grief , The Pellican , mans tears shall borrow , In hope thereby to find some relief , The Turtle Dove shall lose her Mate , And pine away disconsolate . For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true joy is fled . Youngmen shall now repent their expences , Which they on Maids did use to bestow Who in like manner did séek fair pretences , That with their swéethearts abroad might go But those same days are past and gone , And Maidens now shall stay at home . For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true Love is fled . All the whole World hath cause to be grived , For this same News which I do relate , Which I do think may well be believ'd , Since Love you sée is grown out of date , And Mistress Money his place doth take , While she her self doth matches make . For Love is dead , &c. For Mistress Money is grown to such credit , That she doth rule all things here below , And who can marry if she do forbid it ? Since wealth is most esteemed you know ; The Mother now will sell her daughter , Although she do repent hereafter . For Love is dead , &c. For if a Maid her fancy have placed , By the direction of her own own will , Yet is her purpose always defaced , By those who séek to cross her love still , And she at last is bought and sold , For lucre of some wealth or Gold . For Love is dead , &c. In ancient times they often did marry , For love which then was most highly prized ; But now alass , long time they may tarry If that some other way be not devised , For Portions now do bear the sway , And will do more still every day . For Love is dead , &c. Well fare those dayes when shepheards delighted , With the young Nymphs to dance on a gréen , Where all their love was kindly requited , In such due manner as might them be séem , But these same days will ner'e come again , When Shepheards live thus on the Plain . For Love is dead , &c. Good Qualities now and vertuous carriage , Is nothing without Money beside , Nor did I ever yet sée a Marriage , Wherein a true Lovers knot was tide : For they no sooner Married once be , But both of them do disagrée . For Love is dead , &c. For when to marry they have béen enforced , What can ensue but strife and debate : And then they séek how to be Divorced And wish to be in their former state , But those which marry thus I dare say , Shall nere know contented day . For Love is dead , &c. Therefore let all young Maidens take warning , How they do grant their Love unto any , Or be allured with their swéet charming , By which they have deceived so many , For all this ye●r I do foresée , That Weddings shall unhappy be . For Love is dead , &c. Now to conclude and shut up my Ditty , This news I know most strange will appear , Both in the Country and in the City , For yet the like they never did hear , The Country Lasses I do believe , When they hear this news they will grieve . For Love is dead and buried , And with him all true joyes are fled .

London , Printed for W. Thacery , and W. Whitwood .