Cupids courtesie: or, The young gallant foild at his own weapon. He scorned Cupid and his dart, until he felt a wounded heart. To a pleasant northern tune. / by J. P. J. P. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B04904 of text R232967 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing P48A). 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. 4 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 B04904 Wing P48A ESTC R232967 47012561 ocm 47012561 174528 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. B04904) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 174528) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 2691:13) Cupids courtesie: or, The young gallant foild at his own weapon. He scorned Cupid and his dart, until he felt a wounded heart. To a pleasant northern tune. / by J. P. J. P. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. Printed for F. Coles ..., London, : [1650?] Date of publication suggested by Wing (2nd ed.) Contains 3 illustrations. "Licensed and Entred according to Order." Reproduction of original in: University of Glasgow. Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. B04904 R232967 (Wing P48A). civilwar no Cupids corutesie [sic]: or, the young gallant foild at his own weapon. He scorned Cupid and his dart, until he felt a wounded heart. To a pl J. P 1650 648 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-04 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2008-08 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-10 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2008-10 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion Cupids Courtesie : OR , The young Gallant foild at his own Weapon . He scorned Cupid and his Dart , Until he felt a wounded Heart . By J. P. To a pleasant Northern Tune . THough the cool shady Woods , as I was ranging , I heard the pretty Birds notes sweetly changing ; Down by a Meadow side , there runs a River , A little Boy I espy'd with Bow and Quiver . Little Boy , tell me why thou art here diving , Art thou some Run-away , and hast no biding ? I am no Run-away , Venus my mother , She gave me leave to play when I came hither . Little Boy go with me , and be my Servant I will take care to set for thy preferment ; If I with thee should go , Venus would chide me , And take away my Bow , and never abide me . Little Boy let me know , what 's thy name termed , That thou dost wear a Bow , and go so armed , You may perceive the same , with often changing , Cupid it is my name , I live by ranging . If Cupid be thy name , that shoots at Rovers , I have heard of thy fame , by wounded Lovers : Should any languish that are set on fire , By such a naked Brat , I much admire . IF thou dost but the least , at my Laws grumble , I le pierce thy stubborn Brest and make thee humble ; If I with golden Dart , wound thee but surely , There 's no Physicians art , that e're can cure thee . Little Boy with thy Bow , why dost thou threaten ? It is not long ago since thou was beaten : Thy wanton Mother fair , Venus will chide thee , When all thy Arrows are gone , thou mayest go hide thee . Of powerful shafts you see , I am well stored , Which makes my diety , so much adored : With one poor Arrow now , I le make thee shiver , And bend unto my Bow , and fear my Quiver . Dear little Cupid be courteous and kindly , I know thou canst not hit but shootest blindly . Although thou calls me blind , surely I 'le hit thee , That thou shalt quickly find , I le not forget thee . Then little Cupid caught his Bow so nimble , And shot a fatal Shaft which made him tremble : Go tell thy Mistress dear , thou canst discover , What all the Passions are , of a dying Lover . And now this gallant heart , sorely was bleeding , And felt the greatest smart from Love proceeding : He did her help implore , whom he affected , But found that more and more , him she rejected . For Cupid with his craft quickly had chosen , And with a leaden shaft , her heart had frozen , Which caus'd this Lover , more sadly to languish , And Cupids aid implore , to heal his anguish . He humble pardon crav'd for his offence past , And vow'd himself a slave , and to Love stedfast ; His prayers so ardent were , whilst his heart panted , That Cupid lent an ear , and his suit granted . For by his present plaint , he was regarded , And his adored Saint , his Love rewarded : And now they live in joy , sweetly imbraceing , And left the little Boy in the Woods chasing . FINIS . Licensed and Entred according to Order . London , Printed for F. Coles , in Wine-street , near Hatten Garden .