X. PHILLIDA FLOUTS ME. From "The Theatre of Compliments, or New Academy. Lond. 1689." 12mo. It is mentioned by the milkwoman in Waltons Compleat Angler. Lond. 1653. 8vo." What Song was it, I pray? was it, Come Shepherds deck your heads: or, As at noon Dulcina rested: or, PHILLIDA FLOUTS ME?"-and is probably much older. The answer is modern; by A. Bradley. "Dulcina" is printed both by D'urfey and Percy. herds, &c." is not known. OH! what a plague is love! I cannot bear it; She will unconstant prove, I greatly fear it ; It so torments my mind, That my heart faileth; As a ship saileth : Phillida flouts me. At the fair, th' other day, And would not spy me. "Come Shep 10 Fair maiden, have a care, And wanton Winnifred Favours me greatly: One throws milk on my cloaths, What pretty toys are those! She has a cloth of mine, Wrought with blue Coventry, But if she frowns on me, She ne'er shall wear it; I'll give it my maid Joan, And she shall tear it. Since 't will no better be, I'll bear it patiently; Yet all the world may see Phillida flouts me. 80 90 XI. A WORSHIPPER OF CRUELTY. From a MS. in the Harleian library, No. 3511, written in the time of K. Charles the second. You may use common shepherds so, My sighs, at last, to stormes will grow, You are not faire whe[n] love you lacke, Oh! doe not, for a flocke of sheepe, A golden shower when as you sleepe,' Forsake the house where Honour dwells! In 'Damons' pallace you'le ne're shine [V. 8. sheepe.] [V. 9. albition.] [V. 11. Daman's.] |