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XVI.

CUPID AND CAMPASPE.

This elegant little Jonnet is found in the third act of an old play intitled, "Alexander and Campafpe," written by John Lilye, a celebrated writer in the time of queen Elizabeth. This play was first printed in 1591: but the fong is given from a later edition.

ÚPID and my Campafpe playd
At cardes for kiffes; Cupid payd:
He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows,
His mothers doves, and teame of sparrows;
Lofes them too; then down he throws
The coral of his lippe, the rofe

Growing on's cheek, (but none knows how)
With thefe, the cryftal of his browe,
And then the dimple of his chinne;
All thefe did my Campafpe winne.
At laft he fet her both his eyes,
She won, and Cupid blind did rise.

O Love! has the done this to thee?
What shall, alas! become of mee?

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-is given from a written copy, containing some improvements, (perhaps modern ones) upon the old popular ballad, intitled, "The famous flower of Serving-men: or the Lady turned Serving-man."

OU beauteous ladyes, great and (mall,

YI write unto
YOU

I write unto you one and all,
Whereby that you may understand
What I have fuffered in the land.

I was by birth a lady faire,

An ancient barons only heire,

And when my good old father dyed,
Then I became a young knightes bride.

And there my love built me a bower,
Bedeck'd with many a fragrant flower;
A braver bower you ne'er did fee
Then my true-love did build for mee.

And there I livde a ladye gay,

Till fortune wrought our loves decay;
For there came foes fo fierce a band,
That foon they over-run the land.
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They came upon us in the night,

And brent my bower, and flew my knight;
And trembling hid in mans array,

I fcant with life escap'd away.

In the midft of this extremitie,

My fervants all did from me flee :
Thus was I left myself alone,

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With heart more cold than any ftone.

Yet though my heart was full of care,
Heaven would not fuffer me to dispaire,

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Wherefore in hafte I chang'd my name
From faire Elife, to sweet Williame :

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And therewithall I cut my haire,
Refolv'd my man's attire to weare;
And in my beaver, hofe and band,
I travell'd far through many a land.

At length all wearied with my toil,
I fate me downe to reft awhile;
My heart it was fo fill'd with woe,

That downe my cheeke the teares did flow.

It chanc'd the king of that fame place
With all his lords a hunting was,
And seeing me weepe, upon the fame
Afkt who I was, and whence I came.

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Then to his grace I did replye,

I am a poore and friendlesse boye,

Though nobly borne, nowe forc'd to bee
A ferving-man of lowe degree.

Stand up, faire youth, the king reply'd,
For thee a fervice I'll provyde;

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Chufe, gentle youth, faid he, thy place.
Then I reply'd, if it please your grace,
To fhew fuch favour unto mee,

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Your chamberlaine I faine would bee.

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The king then fmiling gave confent,
And ftraitwaye to his court I went;
Where I behavde fo faithfullìe,
That hee great favour showd to mee.

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Now marke what fortune did provide ;
The king he would a hunting ride
With all his lords and noble traine,
Sweet William muft at home remaine.

Thus being left alone behind,

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And taking up a lute straitwaye,
Upon the fame I ftrove to play,
And sweetly to the fame did fing,
As made both hall and chamber ring.

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My father was as brave a lord,

"As ever Europe did afford;
"My mother was a lady bright;
"My husband was a valiant knight:

"And I myself a ladye gay,
"Bedeckt with gorgeous rich array ;
"The happiest lady in the land,
"Had not more pleasure at command.

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"I had

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