Penny Dreadfuls, 1602 · page 75 of 400
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# This Page: Running Prose Narrative This is a page of running verse from *Albions England*, displaying narrative poetry in early modern English. The text recounts a story in which a male character (appearing to be a wanton or disguised nobleman) seduces a young woman he encounters in the woods while she believes him to be a sister nun. After he reveals his true identity and attempts to seduce her by force, she resists but is ultimately overpowered. The passage concludes with the character departing after the assault, leaving the question of what remedy exists for such wrongs.
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"ry Jay Am a. & a £ . © i fi woh J ; ' he r® Py Viva 4 » 4 4 j aay 4 . -ALBIONS ENGLAND, =~ Thus faines Lycaons Conqueror a Maid,to winnea Maid: $e. His hands to woll,and Arras worke,and womans Chares hee laid, That not fo uch as by the tongue the Boy-wench was bewraid. Year thoughtis free, he fees, and fmiles, and longs perhaps for mores _ No maruell, for that Sifter-hood had goodlie Ladiesftore, — ; | Scarce one for birth and beantie too was theate vnworthie him, bi | Yetchieflicto Caf/fos vaine he formed life and limine, a And Sifterlike they fingle oft, and chat of manye things, : But that Ca4é/o mindeth loue no likelihood he wrings, So Jove not once durft mention Joge,and force was finne and fhame: But loue is hardie. Thus ithap : by long purfute of game, She wearie refteth in the Thicks,wheare fittingall alone, 2 He feeing her, is refolute or nowto end hismone, Or for fo fweete a bodies vfe to leaue His fouleinlone. — 5 i Nympb-like he fits him by the Nymph,that tooke himfornoman, And after fmiles,with neerer fignes of Loues aflault began, ye He feeleth oft her Iuorie breafts,nor maketh coy to kiffe s ~ Yeat all was well,a Maiden toa Maiden mighrdoe this, Than ticks he vp her tucked Frocke,nor did Caés#o bluth, Orthinke abufe: he tickles too,no blab fhe thinks the Buth, Thus whilft fhe thinkes her Sifter-Nunne to bea merrie Lafle, The Wanton did difclofe himfelfe,and told her who he was. Away the Virgin would haue fled, whom he withhild by force: ae Thy loue (fweet Nymph) hath vre’d this fhift,wel worthy thy remorle, He faid: nor fcorne with mea King to ioyne thy felfeaQueene, Or doe but loue and I will line in Pha-bes Celles vnfeene:: And theare in beds,in buthes heere (My fainings fit fo well) We fay enioy what loue enioynes,and none our fcapes fhall tell. | She would not loue,he could not leaue,fhe wrangleth, andhe vse _ She didrefift,he did perfift,and {port denied dooeth. That done,which could not be vndone,what booteth difcontent? 7 = As good bee pleas’das not be eas’d : awa ri Calisto went gy 2 placate to te nok a 5 didrepent, me Pancomichoo coe or Ij. 1 eo ce 1) thea , ASS be. © “tp ete —— i.