The tragedy of Hero and Leander, or, The two unfortunate lovers. ... To a pleasant new tune, or, I will never love thee more. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A94784 of text R216114 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing T2010A). 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. 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 2017 A94784 Wing T2010A ESTC R216114 45504534 ocm 45504534 171850 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A94784) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 171850) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 2594:9, 21232:152-153) The tragedy of Hero and Leander, or, The two unfortunate lovers. ... To a pleasant new tune, or, I will never love thee more. Musaeus, Grammaticus. Hero and Leander. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts) Printed for R. Burton, at the Horse shooe [sic] in Westsmithfield, neer the Hospital-gate, [London] : [1665?] Imprint from colophon. Date of publication suggested by Wing. Contains three illustrations. Based on a work of the same name by Musaeus Grammaticus. Reproduction of originals in: British Library (reel 2123.2:152-153) and Glasgow University Library (reel 2594:9). eng Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. A94784 R216114 (Wing T2010A). civilwar no The tragedy of Hero and Leander: or, The two unfortunate lovers. Famous Leander for his love renown'd, in crossing of the Hellespont was dro [no entry] 1641 725 15 0 0 0 0 0 207 F The rate of 207 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2007-06 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2007-06 Aptara Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-04 Elspeth Healey Sampled and proofread 2008-04 Elspeth Healey Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion The Tragedy of Hero and Leander : OR , The Two Vnfortunate Lovers . Famous Leander for his love renown'd , In crossing of the Hellespont was drown'd , And Hero when his corps she once e●py'd , She leapt into the waves , and with him dy'd . To a pleasant new Tune , Or , I will never love thee more . COme mournful muse assist my quill , whilst I with grief relate , A story of two Lovers true , cut off by cruel fate : Death onely parts , united hearts , and brings them to their graves , Whilst others sleep within the deep , or perish in the waves . Leander on the bay of bliss , Pontus , he naked stood ; In passion of delay he sprang , into the fatal flood . The rageing seas , none can appease , his fortune ebbs and flows , The heaven down showres , and rain down powers , and the wind aloft it blows . The Lad forsook the Land , and did unto the Gods complain . You Rocks , you rugged Waves , you Elements of Hail and Rain , What 't is to miss , true Lovers bliss , alas you do not know , Make me a wrack as I come back , but spare me as I go . Behold on yonder tower , see where , my fair beloved lyes This th' appointed hour , hark how she on Leander crys ; The Gods were mute , unto his sute , the billows answered , No ; The surges rise , up to the skyes , but he sunk down below . Sweet Hero like Dame Venus fair all in her Turrit stood , Expecting of her Lover dear , who crossing was the Flood : A feeble light , through darksome night , she set her Love to guide : With waveing arms , and loves Alarms , with a voice full loud she cry'd . YOu cruel waves some pitty show , unto my dearest friend ; And you tempestuous winds that blow , at this time prove ●ore kind : O waft my love secure to shore , that I his face may see ; With tears your help I do implore your pitty lend to me . Let each kind Dolphin now befriend , and help my love along ; And bring him to his iourneys end before his breath is gone ; Let not a wave become his grave , and p●rt us both for ever ; Pitty my grief , send him relief , and help him now or never . The fierce and cruel tempest did most violently rage ; Not her laments nor discontents its fury could asswage ; The winds were high and he must dye , the fates did so ordain ; It was design●d he ne'r should find his dearest Love again . She spread her silken vail for to secure the blazing light , To guide her Love , least on the Rocks his wearied limbs should smite : But cruel fate it prov●d his 〈◊〉 , and caused him to sleep ; Sh● from above , beheld her love ●lye drowned in the deep . Her show●y eyes with tears brought in the tide before its time ; Her sad lamenting grows likewise unto the skys did clime : O Heavens ( quoth she ) against poor me do you your forces b●nd ; Then from the Walls in haste she 〈◊〉 to meet her dying friend . Her rew●ed● w●d arms about , his senceless co●●s she clipps , And many kisses spent in vain upon his dying ●ipps : Then wav'd her hands , unto the Lands , singing with d●ing pride ; Go tell the World in billows strong , I with my Love have dy'd . Thus did they both their breath resign , unto the will of fate ; And in the deep imbrace and twine , when Death did end their date : Let Lovers all example take , and evermore prove true , For Hero and Leanders sake , who bids you all adieu . Printed for R. Burton , at the Horse shooe in West-smithfield , neer the Hospital g●…