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     *                     SONGES AND SONETTES                     *
     *                (TOTTEL'S MISCELLANY [1557a])                *
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     *       Songs and Sonnets from Surrey, Wyatt, Grimald,        *
     *                        and others.                          *
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     *                  Raymond. G. Siemens, ed.                   *
     *                    siemens@unixg.ubc.ca                     *
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<author various>
<title Songes and Sonettes>
<placepub London>
<publisher Richard Tottel>
<datepub 1557>
<stc 13860>
<library Bodleian>
<shelfmark Arch. G.f.12(1)>
<eeditor Raymond G. Siemens>
<eplacepub Univ. British Col.>
<edate 1994>
<datecomp ca. 1530-57>
<gender male>
<period Renaissance>
<genre poetry>
<stitle TottelM>
*)

<au Uncertain><stitle Title Page>
<fol A1r><page 1><lang e><bkt title><tl 0><f 2il>

<bkl 1>SONGES AND SONETTES, <f i><bkt author>
<bkl 2>written by the ryght honorable Lorde
<bkl 3>Henry Haward late Earle of Sur{\-}
<bkl 4>rey, and other. <f r><lang l><bkt publisher>

(* Library stamp 1: 'Bibliotheca Bodleiana' *)

<bkl 5>Apud Richardum Tottel.<bkt datepub>
<bkl 6>1557. <f i><bkt license>
<bkl 7>Cum priuilegio. <lang e>

<bkt msnote>
(1)
Arch. G. f. 12(1)   (* library shelfmark *)

<stitle Epistle>
<page.break><page 2><fol A1v><f i><bkt title>

<bkl 8><tl 0>The Printer to the
<bkl 9><tl 0>Reader. <bkt epistle>

<bkl 10><tl 1><f 2bkr>T<f bl>Hat to haue wel w{r}itten in ver{s}e, yea |&| in {s}mall
<bkl 11><tl 2>parcelles, de{s}erueth great p{r}ai{s}e, the wo{r}kes of
<bkl 12><tl 3>diuers Latines, Italians, and other, doe p{r}oue
<bkl 13><tl 4>{s}u{ff}iciently. That our tong is able in that kynde
<bkl 14><tl 5>to do as p{r}ai{s}ewo{r}thely as |{th}+e+| re{{s}t}, the hono{r}able {{s}t}ile
<bkl 15><tl 6>of the noble earle of Surrey, and the weightine{{s}{s}}e of
<bkl 16><tl 7>the depewitted {s}ir Thomas Wyat the elders ver{s}e,
<bkl 17><tl 8>with {s}euerall graces in {s}ond{r}y good Engli{{s}h}e w{r}i{\-}
<bkl 18><tl 9>ters, doe {{s}h}ow abundantly. It re{{s}t}eth nowe (gentle
<bkl 19><tl 10>reder) that thou thinke it not euill doon, to publi{{s}h},
<bkl 20><tl 11>to the hono{r} of the Engli{{s}h}e tong, and fo{r} p{r}ofit of
<bkl 21><tl 12>the {{s}t}udious of Engli{{s}h}e eloquence, tho{s}e wo{r}kes
<bkl 22><tl 13>which the vngentle ho{r}ders vp of {s}uch trea{s}ure haue
<bkl 23><tl 14>heretofo{r}e enuied thee. And fo{r} this point (good re{\-}
<bkl 24><tl 15>der) thine own p{r}ofit and plea{s}ure, in the{s}e p{r}e{s}ently,
<bkl 25><tl 16>and in moe hereafter, {{s}h}al an{s}were fo{r} my defence. If
<bkl 26><tl 17>parhappes {s}ome mi{s}like the {{s}t}ateline{{s}{s}}e of {{s}t}ile remo{\-}
<bkl 27><tl 18>ued from the rude {s}kill of common eares: I a{s}ke help  (* 's' of 'frendes' broken on following line *)
<bkl 28><tl 19>of the learned to defend their learned frendes, the au{\-}
<bkl 29><tl 20>tho{r}s of this wo{r}k: And I exho{r}t the vnlearned, by
<bkl 30><tl 21>reding to learne to be mo{r}e {s}kilfull, and to purge
<bkl 31><tl 22>that {s}winelike gro{{s}{s}}ene{{s}{s}}e, that maketh the {s}wete
<bkl 32><tl 23>maierome not to {s}mell to their delight.

<tl 0><page.break><page 3><fol A2r><f i>
<bkl 33><bkt rttop> Songes and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle The sonne hath twise brought furth><pmdv1 poem1>
<bkl 34><tl 0>De{s}cripcion of the re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {{s}t}ate
<bkl 35><tl 0>of a louer, with {s}ute to his
<bkl 36><tl 0>ladie, to rue on his di{\-}
<bkl 37><tl 0>yng hart. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 38><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He {s}onne hath twi{s}e b{r}ought furth his tender grene,
<bkl 39><tl 2>And clad the earth in liuely lu{{s}t}ine{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 40><tl 3>Ones haue the windes the trees de{s}poiled clene,
<bkl 41><tl 4>And new again begins their cruelne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 42><tl 5>Since I haue hid vnder my b{r}e{{s}t} the harm
<bkl 43><tl 6>That neuer {{s}h}all recouer healthfulne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 44><tl 7>The winters hurt recouers with the warm:
<bkl 45><tl 8>The parched grene re{{s}t}o{r}ed is with {{s}h}ade.
<bkl 46><tl 9>What warmth (alas) may {s}erue fo{r} to di{s}arm
<bkl 47><tl 10>The fro{s}en hart that mine in flame hath made?
<bkl 48><tl 11>What colde againe is able to re{{s}t}o{r}e
<bkl 49><tl 12>My fre{{s}h} grene yeares, that wither thus and fade?
<bkl 50><tl 13>Alas, I {s}e, nothing hath hurt {s}o {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 51><tl 14>But time in time reduceth a returne:
<bkl 52><tl 15>In time my harm increa{s}eth mo{r}e and mo{r}e,
<bkl 53><tl 16>And {s}emes to haue my cure alwaies in {s}co{r}ne.
<bkl 54><tl 17>Strange kindes of death, in life that I doe trie,
<bkl 55><tl 18>At hand to melt, farre of in flame to burne.
<bkl 56><tl 19>And like as time li{{s}t} to my cure aply,
<bkl 57><tl 20>So doth eche place my comfo{r}t cleane refu{s}e.
<bkl 58><tl 21>All thing aliue, that {s}eeth the heauens with eye,
<bkl 59><tl 22>With cloke of night may couer, and excu{s}e
<bkl 60><tl 23>It {s}elf from trauail of the dayes vnre{{s}t},
<bkl 61><tl 24>Saue I, alas, again{{s}t} all others v{s}e,
<bkl 62><tl 25>That then {{s}t}irre vp the to{r}mentes of my b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 63><tl 26>And cur{s}e eche {{s}t}erre as cau{s}er of my fate.
<bkl 64><tl 27>And when the {s}onne hath eke the dark opp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 65><tl 28>And b{r}ought the day, it doth nothing abate
<bkl 66><tl 29>The trauailes of mine endles {s}mart and payn,
<bkl 67><tl 30>Fo{r} then, as one that hath the light in hate,
<bkl 68><tl 31>I wi{{s}h} fo{r} night, mo{r}e couertly to playn,
<bkl 69><tl 32>And me withd{r}aw from euery haunted place,
<bkl 70><tl 33>Le{{s}t} by my chere my chance appere to playn:
<bkl 71><tl 34>And in my minde I mea{s}ure pace by pace,

<bkl 72><tl 0><bkt sig> A.ii.                          <bkt catchw> To

<page.break><page 4><fol A2v><f i>
<bkl 73><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 74><tl 35>To {s}eke the place where I my {s}elf had lo{{s}t},
<bkl 75><tl 36>That day that I was tangled in the lace,
<bkl 76><tl 37>In {s}emyng {s}lack that knitteth euer mo{{s}t}:
<bkl 77><tl 38>But neuer yet the trauaile of my thought
<bkl 78><tl 39>Of better {{s}t}ate coulde catche a cau{s}e to bo{{s}t}.
<bkl 79><tl 40>Fo{r} if I found {s}ometime that I haue {s}ought,
<bkl 80><tl 41>Tho{s}e {{s}t}erres by whome I tru{{s}t}ed of the po{r}te,
<bkl 81><tl 42>My {s}ayles doe fall, and I aduance right nought,
<bkl 82><tl 43>As ankerd fa{{s}t}, my {s}p{r}etes doe all re{s}o{r}te
<bkl 83><tl 44>To {{s}t}ande agazed, and {s}inke in mo{r}e and mo{r}e
<bkl 84><tl 45>The deadly harme which {{s}h}e dothe take in {s}po{r}t.
<bkl 85><tl 46>Lo, if I {s}eke, how I doe finde my {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 86><tl 47>And yf I flee I carie with me {{s}t}ill
<bkl 87><tl 48>The venomde {{s}h}aft, whiche dothe his fo{r}ce re{{s}t}o{r}e
<bkl 88><tl 49>By ha{{s}t} of flight, and I may plaine my fill
<bkl 89><tl 50>Vnto my {s}elfe, vnle{{s}{s}}e this carefull {s}ong
<bkl 90><tl 51>P{r}inte in your harte {s}ome parcell of my tene
<bkl 91><tl 52>Fo{r} I, alas, in {s}ilence all to long
<bkl 92><tl 53>Of myne olde hurte yet fele the wounde but grene.
<bkl 93><tl 54>Rue on my life: o{r} els your cruell w{r}onge
<bkl 94><tl 55>Shall well appere, and by my death be {s}ene.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle The soote season><pmdv1 poem2>
<bkl 95><tl 0>De{s}cription of Spring, wherin eche
<bkl 96><tl 0>thing renewes, {s}aue one{\-}
<bkl 97><tl 0>lie the louer. <tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 98><tl 1>The {s}oote {s}ea{s}on, that bud and blome furth b{r}inges,
<bkl 99><tl 2>With grene hath clad the hill and eke the vale:
<bkl 100><tl 3>The nightingale with fethers new {{s}h}e {s}inges:
<bkl 101><tl 4>The turtle to her make hath tolde her tale:
<bkl 102><tl 5>Somer is come, fo{r} euery {s}p{r}ay nowe {s}p{r}inges,
<bkl 103><tl 6>The hart hath hong his olde hed on the pale:
<bkl 104><tl 7>The buck in b{r}ake his winter cote he flinges:
<bkl 105><tl 8>The fi{{s}h}es flote with newe repaired {s}cale:
<bkl 106><tl 9>The adder all her {s}loughe awaye {{s}h}e {s}linges:
<bkl 107><tl 10>The {s}wift {s}walow pur{s}ueth the flyes {s}male:
<bkl 108><tl 11>The bu{s}y bee her honye now {{s}h}e minges:
<bkl 109><tl 12>Winter is wo{r}ne that was the flowers bale:
<bkl 110><tl 13>And thus I {s}ee among the{s}e plea{s}ant thinges
<bkl 111><tl 14>Eche care decayes, and yet my {s}o{r}ow {s}p{r}inges.

<bkl 112><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> De{s}cripcion

<page.break><page 5><fol A3r><f i>
<bkl 113><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle When youth had led me><pmdv1 poem3>
<bkl 114><tl 0>De{s}cripcion of the re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {{s}t}ate
<bkl 115><tl 0>of a louer. <f bl><tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 116><tl 1>Wh#en youth had led me halfe the race,
<bkl 117><tl 2>That Cupides {s}courge me cau{s}de to ronne,
<bkl 118><tl 3>I loked back to mete the place,
<bkl 119><tl 4>From whence my wery cour{s}e begonne.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 120><tl 5>And then I {s}awe how my de{s}ire
<bkl 121><tl 6>Mi{s}guiding me had led the way:
<bkl 122><tl 7>Mine eyen to gredy of their hire,
<bkl 123><tl 8>Had made me lo{s}e a better p{r}ay.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 124><tl 9>Fo{r} when in {s}ighes I {s}pent the day,
<bkl 125><tl 10>And could not cloke my griefe with game,
<bkl 126><tl 11>The boiling {s}moke did {{s}t}ill bew{r}ay
<bkl 127><tl 12>The per{s}aunt heate of {s}ecrete flame.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 128><tl 13>And when {s}alt teares doe bayne my b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 129><tl 14>Where loue his plea{s}ant traines hath {s}owen
<bkl 130><tl 15>Her bewty hath the fruites opp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 131><tl 16>Ere that the buds were {s}p{r}onge and blowen.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 132><tl 17>And when myne eyen dyd {{s}t}yll pur{s}ue
<bkl 133><tl 18>The flying chace that was their que{{s}t},
<bkl 134><tl 19>Their gredy lokes dyd oft renewe.
<bkl 135><tl 20>the hidden wound within my b{r}e{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 136><tl 21>When euery loke the{s}e chekes might {{s}t}aine,
<bkl 137><tl 22>From deadly pale to glowing red:
<bkl 138><tl 23>By outwarde {s}ignes appered plaine,
<bkl 139><tl 24>The woe wherin my hart was fed.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 140><tl 25>But all to late loue learneth me,
<bkl 141><tl 26>To painte all kinde of colours new,
<bkl 142><tl 27>To blinde their eyes that els {{s}h}oulde {s}ee,
<bkl 143><tl 28>My {s}pecled chekes with Cupides hewe.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 144><tl 29>And no#we the couert b{r}e{{s}t} I claime,
<bkl 145><tl 30>That wo{r}{{s}h}ipt Cupide {s}ecretely:
<bkl 146><tl 31>And no{r}i{{s}h}ed his {s}acred flame,
<bkl 147><tl 32>From whence no bla{s}ing {s}parkes doe flye.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Svche waiward waies hath loue><pmdv1 poem4>
<bkl 148><tl 0>De{s}cription of the fickle
<bkl 149><tl 0>a{ff}ections panges and
<bkl 150><tl 0>{{s}l}eightes of loue. <f bl>

<bkl 151><tl 0><bkt sig> A.iii.                        <bkt catchw> Such

<page.break><page 6><fol A3v><f i>
<bkl 152><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 153><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Vche waiward waies hath loue, that mo{{s}t} part in di{s}co{r}d
<bkl 154><tl 2>Our willes do {{s}t}and, whereby our hartes but {s}eldom doe acco{r}d.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 155><tl 3>Di{s}ceit is his delight, and to begile, and mock
<bkl 156><tl 4>The {s}imple hartes whom he doth {{s}t}rike |w+t+| froward diuers {{s}t}rok.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 157><tl 5>H#e makes the one to rage with golden burning dart,
<bkl 158><tl 6>And doth alay with leaden colde agayn the other hart.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 159><tl 7>Whote glemes of burnyng fire, and ea{s}y {s}parkes of flame
<bkl 160><tl 8>In balance of vnegall weight he pondereth by aime.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 161><tl 9>From ea{s}y fo{r}de, where I might wade and pa{{s}{s}}e ful wel,
<bkl 162><tl 10>He me withd{r}awes, and doth me d{r}iue into a depe dark hel,
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 163><tl 11>And me withholdes where I am calde and o{ff}red place,
<bkl 164><tl 12>And willes me that my mo{r}tall foe I doe be{s}eke of grace:
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 165><tl 13>He lettes me to pur{s}ue a conque{{s}t} welnere wonne,
<bkl 166><tl 14>To folow where my paines were lo{{s}t} ere that my {s}uite begonne.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 167><tl 15>So by this meanes I know how {s}oone a hart may turne
<bkl 168><tl 16>From warre to peace, from truce to {{s}t}rife, and {s}o again returne,
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 169><tl 17>I know how to content my {s}elf in others lu{{s}t},
<bkl 170><tl 18>Of litle {{s}t}u{ff}e vnto my {s}elf to weaue a webbe of tru{{s}t}:
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 171><tl 19>And how to hide my harmes with {s}oft di{{s}{s}}embling chere,
<bkl 172><tl 20>When in my face the painted thoughtes would outwardly apere.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 173><tl 21>I know how that the blood fo{r}{s}akes the face fo{r} d{r}ed:
<bkl 174><tl 22>And how by {{s}h}ame it {{s}t}aines again the chekes with flaming red.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 175><tl 23>I know vnder the grene the {s}erpent how he lurkes.
<bkl 176><tl 24>The hammer of the re{{s}t}les fo{r}ge I wote eke how it wurkes.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 177><tl 25>I know and can by roate the tale that I would tel:
<bkl 178><tl 26>But oft the wo{r}des come furth aw{r}ie of him that loueth wel.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 179><tl 27>I know in heat and colde the louer how he {{s}h}akes:
<bkl 180><tl 28>In {s}inging how he doth complain, in {s}lepyng how he wakes:
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 181><tl 29>To langui{{s}h} without ache, {s}ickle{{s}{s}}e fo{r} to con{s}ume:
<bkl 182><tl 30>A thou{s}and thinges fo{r} to deui{s}e re{s}oluing all in fume.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 183><tl 31>And though he li{{s}t} to {s}e his ladies grace ful {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 184><tl 32>Such plea{s}ures as delight the eye doe not his health re{{s}t}o{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 185><tl 33>I know to {s}eke the track of my de{s}ired foe,
<bkl 186><tl 34>And feare to finde that I do {s}eke. But chiefly this I know,
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 187><tl 35>That louers mu{{s}t} tran{s}fo{r}me into the thing beloued,
<bkl 188><tl 36>And liue (alas who would beleue?) with {s}p{r}ite from life remoued,
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 189><tl 37>I know in harty {s}ighes, and laughters of the {s}plene
<bkl 190><tl 38>At once to change my {{s}t}ate, my wyll, and eke my coloure clene.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 191><tl 39>I know how to deceaue my {s}elf with others help:
<bkl 192><tl 40>And how the Lion cha{{s}t}i{s}ed is by beating of the whelp.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 193><tl 41>In {{s}t}andyng nere my fire I know how that I freze.
<bkl 194><tl 42>Farre of I burne, in both I wa{{s}t}, and {s}o my life I leze.

<bkl 195><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> I

<page.break><page 7><fol A4r><f i>
<bkl 196><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 197><tl 43>I know how loue doth rage vpon a yelding mynde:
<bkl 198><tl 44>How {s}mal a net may take and mea{{s}h} a hart of gentle kinde:
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 199><tl 45>O{r} els |w+t+|ith[[sic 'with']] {s}eldom {s}wete to {s}ea{s}on heapes of gall,
<bkl 200><tl 46>Reuiued with a glim{s}e of grace olde {s}o{r}owes to let fall,
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 201><tl 47>The hidden traines I know, and {s}ecret {s}nares of loue:
<bkl 202><tl 48>How {s}oone a loke wil p{r}inte a thought, that neuer may remoue.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 203><tl 49>The {s}lipper {{s}t}ate I know, the {s}odain turnes from wealth,
<bkl 204><tl 50>The doubtful hope, the certain woe, and {s}ure de{s}peire of health.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle When sommer toke in hand><pmdv1 poem5>
<bkl 205><tl 0>Complaint of a louer, that defied
<bkl 206><tl 0>loue, and was by loue af{\-}
<bkl 207><tl 0>ter the more tor{\-}
<bkl 208><tl 0>mented. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 209><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hen {s}|_o|mer toke in hand the winter to a{{s}{s}}ail,
<bkl 210><tl 2>With fo{r}ce of might, |&| vertue gret, his {{s}t}o{r}my bla{{s}t}s to quail,
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 211><tl 3>And when he clothed faire the earth about with grene,
<bkl 212><tl 4>And euery tree new garmented, that plea{s}ure was to {s}ene:
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 213><tl 5>Mine hart gan new reuiue, and changed blood dyd {{s}t}ur
<bkl 214><tl 6>Me to withd{r}aw my winter woe, that kept within the do{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 215><tl 7>Ab{r}ode, quod my de{s}ire: a{{s}{s}}ay to {s}et thy fote,
<bkl 216><tl 8>Where thou {{s}h}alt finde the {s}auour {s}wete: fo{r} {s}p{r}ong is euery rote.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 217><tl 9>And to thy health, if thou were {s}ick in any ca{s}e,
<bkl 218><tl 10>Nothing mo{r}e good, than in the {s}p{r}ing the aire to fele a {s}pace.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 219><tl 11>There {{s}h}alt thou here and {s}e all kindes of birdes yw{r}ought,
<bkl 220><tl 12>Well tune their voice |w+t+| warble {s}mal, as nature hath them tought.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 221><tl 13>Thus p{r}icked me my lu{{s}t} the {s}luggi{{s}h} hou{s}e to leaue:
<bkl 222><tl 14>And fo{r} my health I thought it be{{s}t} {s}uche coun{s}ail to receaue.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 223><tl 15>So on a mo{r}ow furth, vnwi{{s}t} of any wight,
<bkl 224><tl 16>I went to p{r}oue how well it would my heauy burden light.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 225><tl 17>And when I felt the aire {s}o plea{s}ant round about,
<bkl 226><tl 18>Lo{r}de, to my {s}elf how glad I was that I had gotten out.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 227><tl 19>There might I {s}e how Ver had euery blo{{s}{s}}om hent:
<bkl 228><tl 20>And eke the new betrothed birdes ycoupled how they went.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 229><tl 21>And in their {s}onges me thought they thanked nature much,
<bkl 230><tl 22>That by her lycence all that yere to loue their happe was {s}uch,
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 231><tl 23>Right as they could deui{s}e to cho{s}e them feres th{r}oughout:
<bkl 232><tl 24>With much reioy{s}ing to their Lo{r}d thus flew they all about,
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 233><tl 25>Which when I gan re{s}olue, and in my head conceaue,
<bkl 234><tl 26>What plea{s}ant life, what heapes of ioy the{s}e litle birdes receaue,

<bkl 235><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 8><fol A4v><f i>
<bkl 236><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 237><tl 27>And {s}awe in what e{{s}t}ate I wery man was b{r}ought,
<bkl 238><tl 28>By want of that they had at will, and I reiect at nought:
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 239><tl 29>Lo{r}de how I gan in w{r}ath vnwi{s}ely me demeane.
<bkl 240><tl 30>I cur{{s}{s}}ed loue, and him defied: I thought to turne the {{s}t}reame.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 241><tl 31>But whan I well behelde he had me vnder awe,
<bkl 242><tl 32>I a{s}ked mercie fo{r} my fault, that {s}o tran{s}gre{{s}t} his law.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 243><tl 33>Thou blinded god (quod I) fo{r}geue me this o{ff}en{s}e,
<bkl 244><tl 34>Vnwillingly I went about to malice thy p{r}eten{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 245><tl 35>Wherewith he gaue a beck, and thus me thought he {s}wo{r}e,
<bkl 246><tl 36>Thy {s}o{r}ow ought {s}u{ff}ice to purge thy faulte, if it were mo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 247><tl 37>The vertue of which {s}ounde mine hart did {s}o reuiue,
<bkl 248><tl 38>That I, me thought, was made as hole as any man aliue.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 249><tl 39>But here ye may perceiue mine errour all and {s}ome,
<bkl 250><tl 40>Fo{r} that I thought that {s}o it was: yet was it {{s}t}ill vndone:
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 251><tl 41>And all that was no mo{r}e but mine emp{r}e{{s}{s}}ed mynde,
<bkl 252><tl 42>That fayne woulde haue {s}ome good relefe of Cupide wel a{{s}{s}}inde.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 253><tl 43>I turned home fo{r}thwith, and might perceiue it well,
<bkl 254><tl 44>That he agreued was right {s}o{r}e with me fo{r} my rebell.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 255><tl 45>My harmes haue euer {s}ince increa{s}ed mo{r}e and mo{r}e,
<bkl 256><tl 46>And I remaine, without his help, vndone fo{r} euer mo{r}e,
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 257><tl 47>A miro{r} let me be vnto ye louers all:
<bkl 258><tl 48>Striue not with loue: fo{r} if ye do, it will ye thus befall,

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Loue, that liueth, and reigneth><pmdv1 poem6>
<bkl 259><tl 0>Complaint of a louer
<bkl 260><tl 0>rebuked. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 261><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Oue, that liueth, and reigneth in my thought,
<bkl 262><tl 2>That built his {s}eat within my captiue b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 263><tl 3>Clad in the armes, wherin with me he fought,
<bkl 264><tl 4>Oft in my face he doth his banner re{{s}t}.
<bkl 265><tl 5>She, that me taught to loue, and {s}u{ff}er payne,
<bkl 266><tl 6>My doutfull hope, and eke my hote de{s}y{r}e,
<bkl 267><tl 7>With {{s}h}amefa{{s}t} cloke to {{s}h}adowe, and refraine,
<bkl 268><tl 8>Her {s}milyng grace conuerteth {{s}t}raight to y{r}e.
<bkl 269><tl 9>And cowarde Loue then to the hart apace
<bkl 270><tl 10>Taketh his flight, whereas he lurkes, and plaines
<bkl 271><tl 11>His purpo{s}e lo{{s}t}, and dare not {{s}h}ewe his face.
<bkl 272><tl 12>Fo{r} my lo{r}des gilt thus faultle{{s}{s}}e byde I paynes.
<bkl 273><tl 13>Yet from my lo{r}de {{s}h}all not my foote remoue.
<bkl 274><tl 14>Swete is his death, that takes his end by loue.

<bkl 275><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> Com{\-}

<page.break><page 9><fol B1r><f i>
<bkl 276><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle In Ciprus, springes><pmdv1 poem7>
<bkl 277><tl 0>Complaint of the louer di{s}dained. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 278><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N Cip{r}us, {s}p{r}inges (whereas dame Venus dwelt)
<bkl 279><tl 2>A well {s}o hote, that who{s}o ta{{s}t}es the%{s}ame,
<bkl 280><tl 3>Were he of {{s}t}one, as thawed y{s}e {{s}h}ould melt,
<bkl 281><tl 4>And kindled fynde his b{r}e{{s}t} with fired flame.
<bkl 282><tl 5>Who{s}e moy{{s}t} poy{s}on di{{s}{s}}olued hath my hate.
<bkl 283><tl 6>This creeping fire my colde lims {s}o opp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 284><tl 7>That in the hart that harbo{r}de freedome late,
<bkl 285><tl 8>Endle{{s}{s}}e de{s}pey{r}e longe th{r}aldome hath imp{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 286><tl 9>An other {s}o colde in frozen y{s}e is founde,
<bkl 287><tl 10>Who{s}e chilling venom of repugnant kynde
<bkl 288><tl 11>The feruent heat doth quenche of Cupides wounde:
<bkl 289><tl 12>And with the {s}pot of change infectes the minde:
<bkl 290><tl 13>Whereof my dere hath ta{{s}t}ed, to my paine.
<bkl 291><tl 14>My {s}eruice thus is growen into di{s}daine.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle From Tuskane><pmdv1 poem8>
<bkl 292><tl 0>De{s}cription and prai{s}e of his
<bkl 293><tl 0>loue Geraldine. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 294><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Rom Tu{s}kane came my Ladies wo{r}thy race:
<bkl 295><tl 2>Faire Flo{r}ence was {s}ometyme her auncient {s}eate:
<bkl 296><tl 3>The We{{s}t}ern yle, who{s}e plea{s}aunt {{s}h}o{r}e dothe face
<bkl 297><tl 4>Wilde Cambers clifs, did geue her liuely heate:
<bkl 298><tl 5>Fo{{s}t}ered {{s}h}e was with milke of Iri{{s}h}e b{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 299><tl 6>Her {s}ire, an Erle: her dame, of p{r}inces blood.
<bkl 300><tl 7>From tender yeres, in B{r}itain {{s}h}e doth re{{s}t},
<bkl 301><tl 8>With kinges childe, where {{s}h}e ta{{s}t}eth co{{s}t}ly food.
<bkl 302><tl 9>Hon{s}don did fir{{s}t} p{r}e{s}ent her to mine yien:
<bkl 303><tl 10>B{r}ight is her hewe, and Geraldine {{s}h}e hight.
<bkl 304><tl 11>Hampton me taught to wi{{s}h}e her fir{{s}t} fo{r} mine:
<bkl 305><tl 12>And Wind{s}o{r}, alas, dothe cha{s}e me from her {s}ight.
<bkl 306><tl 13>Her beauty of kind her vertues from aboue.
<bkl 307><tl 14>Happy is he, that can obtaine her loue.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Brittle beautie><pmdv1 poem9>
<bkl 308><tl 0>The frailtie and hurtfulnes
<bkl 309><tl 0>of beautie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 310><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Rittle beautie, that nature made {s}o fraile,
<bkl 311><tl 2>Wherof the gift is {s}mall, and {{s}h}o{r}t the {s}ea{s}on,

<bkl 312><tl 0><bkt sig> B                             <bkt catchw> Flow{\-}

<page.break><page 10><fol B1v><f i>
<bkl 313><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 314><tl 3>Flow{r}ing to day, to mo{r}owe apt to faile,
<bkl 315><tl 4>Tickell trea{s}ure abho{r}red of rea{s}on,
<bkl 316><tl 5>Daungerous to dele with, vaine, of none auaile,
<bkl 317><tl 6>Co{{s}t}ly in keping, pa{{s}t} not wo{r}the two pea{s}on,
<bkl 318><tl 7>Slipper in {s}liding as is an eles taile,
<bkl 319><tl 8>Harde to attaine, once gotten not gea{s}on,
<bkl 320><tl 9>Iewel of ieopardie that perill dothe a{{s}{s}}aile,
<bkl 321><tl 10>Fal{s}e and vntrue, enticed oft to trea{s}on,
<bkl 322><tl 11>Enmy to youth: that mo{{s}t}e may I bewaile.
<bkl 323><tl 12>Ah bitter {s}wete infecting as the poy{s}on:
<bkl 324><tl 13>Thou fare{{s}t} as frute that with the fro{{s}t} is tak#en,
<bkl 325><tl 14>To day redy ripe, to mo{r}owe all to {{s}h}aken.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Alas so all thinges nowe><pmdv1 poem10>
<bkl 326><tl 0>A complaint by night of the louer
<bkl 327><tl 0>not beloued. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 328><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Las {s}o all thinges nowe doe holde their peace.
<bkl 329><tl 2>Heauen and earth di{{s}t}urbed in nothing:
<bkl 330><tl 3>The bea{{s}t}es, the ayer, the birdes their {s}ong doe cea{s}e:
<bkl 331><tl 4>The nightes chare the {{s}t}arres aboute dothe b{r}ing:
<bkl 332><tl 5>Calme is the Sea, the waues wo{r}ke le{{s}{s}}e and le{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 333><tl 6>So am not I, whom loue alas doth w{r}ing,
<bkl 334><tl 7>B{r}inging befo{r}e my face the great encrea{s}e
<bkl 335><tl 8>Of my de{s}ires, whereat I wepe and {s}yng,
<bkl 336><tl 9>In ioye and wo, as in a doutfull ea{s}e.
<bkl 337><tl 10>Fo{r} my {s}wete thoughtes {s}ometyme doe plea{s}ure b{r}ing:
<bkl 338><tl 11>But by%and%by the cau{s}e of my di{s}ea{s}e
<bkl 339><tl 12>Geues me a pang, that inwardly dothe {{s}t}ing,
<bkl 340><tl 13>When that I thinke what griefe it is againe,
<bkl 341><tl 14>To liue and lacke the thing {{s}h}ould ridde my paine.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle When Windsor walles susteyned><pmdv1 poem11>
<bkl 342><tl 0>How eche thing {s}aue the louer
<bkl 343><tl 0>in {s}pring reuiueth to
<bkl 344><tl 0>plea{s}ure. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 345><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hen Wind{s}o{r} walles {s}u{{s}t}eyned my wearied arme,
<bkl 346><tl 2>My hande my chin, to ea{s}e my re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e hed:
<bkl 347><tl 3>The plea{s}ant plot reue{{s}t}ed green with warme,
<bkl 348><tl 4>The blo{{s}{s}}omd bowes with lu{{s}t}y Ver y{s}p{r}ed,

<bkl 349><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 11><fol B2r><f i>
<bkl 350><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 351><tl 5>The {fl}ow{r}ed meades, the wedded birdes {s}o late
<bkl 352><tl 6>Mine eyes di{s}couer: and to my mynde re{s}o{r}te
<bkl 353><tl 7>The ioly woes, the hatele{{s}{s}}e {{s}h}o{r}te debate,
<bkl 354><tl 8>The rakehell lyfe that longes to loues di{s}po{r}te.
<bkl 355><tl 9>Wherewith (alas) the heauy charge of care
<bkl 356><tl 10>Heapt in my b{r}e{{s}t} b{r}eakes fo{r}th again{{s}t} my will,
<bkl 357><tl 11>In {s}moky {s}ighes, that ouerca{{s}t} the ayer.
<bkl 358><tl 12>My vapo{r}d eyes {s}uche d{r}ery teares di{{s}t}ill,
<bkl 359><tl 13>The tender {s}p{r}ing whiche quicken where they fall,
<bkl 360><tl 14>And I halfebent to th{r}owe me downe withall.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Set me wheras the sunne><pmdv1 poem12>
<bkl 361><tl 0>Vow to loue faithfully how{\-}
<bkl 362><tl 0>{s}oeuer he be re{\-}
<bkl 363><tl 0>warded. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 364><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Et me wheras the {s}unne doth parche the grene,
<bkl 365><tl 2>O{r} where his beames do not di{{s}{s}}olue the y{s}e:
<bkl 366><tl 3>In temperate heate where he is felt and {s}ene:
<bkl 367><tl 4>In p{r}e{s}ence p{r}e{{s}t} of people madde o{r} wi{s}e.
<bkl 368><tl 5>Set me in hye, o{r} yet in lowe degree:
<bkl 369><tl 6>In longe{{s}t} night, o{r} in the {{s}h}o{r}te{{s}t} daye:
<bkl 370><tl 7>In cleare{{s}t} {s}kye, o{r} where clowdes thicke{{s}t} be:
<bkl 371><tl 8>In lu{{s}t}y youth, o{r} when my heeres are graye.
<bkl 372><tl 9>Set me in heauen, in earth, o{r} els in hell,
<bkl 373><tl 10>In hyll, o{r} dale, o{r} in the fomyng {fl}ood:
<bkl 374><tl 11>Th{r}all, o{r} at large, aliue where {s}o I dwell:
<bkl 375><tl 12>Sicke, o{r} in health: in euyll fame, o{r} good.
<bkl 376><tl 13>Hers will I be, and onely with this thought
<bkl 377><tl 14>Content my {s}elfe, although my chaunce be nought.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle I neuer sawe my Ladye><pmdv1 poem13>
<bkl 378><tl 0>Complaint that his ladie after {s}he
<bkl 379><tl 0>knew of his loue kept her face
<bkl 380><tl 0>alway hidden from
<bkl 381><tl 0>him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 382><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Neuer {s}awe my Ladye laye apart
<bkl 383><tl 2>Her co{r}net blacke, in colde no{r} yet in heate,
<bkl 384><tl 3>Sith fir{{s}t} {{s}h}e knew my griefe was growen {s}o great,

<bkl 385><tl 0><bkt sig> B.ii.                         <bkt catchw> Which

<page.break><page 12><fol B2v><f i>
<bkl 386><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 387><tl 4>Which other fan{s}ies d{r}iueth from my hart
<bkl 388><tl 5>That to my {s}elfe I do the thought re{s}erue,
<bkl 389><tl 6>The which vnwares did wounde my wofull b{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 390><tl 7>But on her face mine eyes mought neuer re{{s}t},
<bkl 391><tl 8>Yet, {s}ins {{s}h}e knew I did her loue and {s}erue
<bkl 392><tl 9>Her golden tre{{s}{s}}es cladde alway with blacke,
<bkl 393><tl 10>Her {s}milyng lokes that hid thus euermo{r}e,
<bkl 394><tl 11>And that re{{s}t}raines whiche I de{s}ire {s}o {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 395><tl 12>So dothe this co{r}net gouerne me alacke:
<bkl 396><tl 13>In {s}omer, {s}unne: in winters b{r}eath, a fro{{s}t}:
<bkl 397><tl 14>Wherby the light of her faire lokes I lo{{s}t}.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle The golden gift><pmdv1 poem14>
<bkl 398><tl 0>Reque{{s}t} to his loue to ioyne
<bkl 399><tl 0>bountie with beautie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 400><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He golden gift that nature did thee geue,
<bkl 401><tl 2>To fa{{s}t}en frendes, and fede them at thy wyll,
<bkl 402><tl 3>With fourme and fauour, taught me to beleue,
<bkl 403><tl 4>How thou art made to {{s}h}ew her greate{{s}t} {s}kill.
<bkl 404><tl 5>Who{s}e hidden vertues are not {s}o vnknowen,
<bkl 405><tl 6>But liuely domes might gather at the fir{{s}t}
<bkl 406><tl 7>Where beautye {s}o her perfect {s}eede hath {s}owen,
<bkl 407><tl 8>Of other graces folow nedes there mu{{s}t}.
<bkl 408><tl 9>Now certe{{s}{s}}e Ladie, {s}ins all this is true,
<bkl 409><tl 10>That from aboue thy gyftes are thus elect:
<bkl 410><tl 11>Do not deface them than with fan{s}ies newe,
<bkl 411><tl 12>No{r} chaunge of mindes let not thy minde infect:
<bkl 412><tl 13>But mercy him thy frende, that doth thee {s}erue,
<bkl 413><tl 14>Who {s}eekes alway thine honour to p{r}e{s}erue.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle So cruell prison><pmdv1 poem15>
<bkl 414><tl 0>Pri{s}oned in wind{s}or, he re{\-}
<bkl 415><tl 0>counteth his plea{s}ure
<bkl 416><tl 0>there pa{{s}{s}}ed. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 417><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>O cruell p{r}i{s}on how coulde betide, alas,
<bkl 418><tl 2>As p{r}oude Wind{s}o{r}? where I in lu{{s}t} and ioye,
<bkl 419><tl 3>With a kinges {s}onne, my childi{{s}h}e yeres did pa{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 420><tl 4>In greater fea{{s}t} than P{r}iams {s}onnes of Troy:
<bkl 421><tl 5>Where eche {s}wete place returns a ta{s}te full {s}ower,

<bkl 422><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 13><fol B3r><f i>
<bkl 423><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 424><tl 6>The large grene courtes, where we were wont to houe,
<bkl 425><tl 7>With eyes ca{{s}t} vp into the maydens tower.
<bkl 426><tl 8>And ea{s}ie {s}ighes, {s}uche as folke d{r}awe in loue:
<bkl 427><tl 9>The {{s}t}ately {s}eates, the ladies b{r}ight of hewe:
<bkl 428><tl 10>The daunces {{s}h}o{r}te, longe tales of great delight:
<bkl 429><tl 11>With wo{r}des and lokes, that tygers coulde but rewe,
<bkl 430><tl 12>Where eche of vs did pleade the others right:
<bkl 431><tl 13>The palme play, where, di{s}poyled fo{r} the game,
<bkl 432><tl 14>With dazed eies oft we by gleames of loue,
<bkl 433><tl 15>Haue mi{{s}t} the ball, and got {s}ight of our dame,
<bkl 434><tl 16>To baite her eyes, whiche kept the leads aboue:
<bkl 435><tl 17>The grauell grounde, with {{s}l}eues tyed on the helme:
<bkl 436><tl 18>On fomynge ho{r}{s}e, with {s}wo{r}des and frendlye hartes:
<bkl 437><tl 19>With cheare, as though one {{s}h}ould another whelme:
<bkl 438><tl 20>Where we haue fought, and cha{s}ed oft with dartes,
<bkl 439><tl 21>With {s}iluer d{r}oppes the meade yet {s}p{r}ed fo{r} ruthe,
<bkl 440><tl 22>In actiue games of nimblenes, and {{s}t}rength,
<bkl 441><tl 23>Where we did {{s}t}raine, trayned with {s}warmes of youth.
<bkl 442><tl 24>Our tender lymmes, that yet {{s}h}ot vp in length:
<bkl 443><tl 25>The {s}ecrete groues, which oft we made re{s}ounde
<bkl 444><tl 26>Of plea{s}aunt playnt, and of our ladies p{r}ay{s}e,
<bkl 445><tl 27>Reco{r}dyng ofte what grace eche one had founde,
<bkl 446><tl 28>What hope of {s}pede, what d{r}eade of long delayes:
<bkl 447><tl 29>The wilde fo{r}e{{s}t}, the clothed holtes with grene:
<bkl 448><tl 30>With rayns auailed, and {s}wift yb{r}eathed ho{r}{s}e,
<bkl 449><tl 31>With crye of houndes, and mery bla{{s}t}es betwene,
<bkl 450><tl 32>Where we did cha{s}e the fearfull harte of fo{r}ce,
<bkl 451><tl 33>The wide vales eke, that harbo{r}de vs ech night,
<bkl 452><tl 34>Wherwith (alas) reuiueth in my b{r}e{{s}t}
<bkl 453><tl 35>The {s}wete acco{r}de: {s}uch {{s}l}epes as yet delight,
<bkl 454><tl 36>The plea{s}ant d{r}eames, the quiet bed of re{{s}t}:
<bkl 455><tl 37>The {s}ecrete thoughtes imparted with {s}uch tru{{s}t}:
<bkl 456><tl 38>The wanton talke, the diuers change of play:
<bkl 457><tl 39>The frend{{s}h}ip {s}wo{r}ne, eche p{r}omi{s}e kept {s}o iu{{s}t}:
<bkl 458><tl 40>Wherwith we pa{{s}t} the winter night away.
<bkl 459><tl 41>And, with this thought, the bloud fo{r}{s}akes the face,
<bkl 460><tl 42>The teares berayne my chekes of deadly hewe:
<bkl 461><tl 43>The whiche as {s}one as {s}obbyng {s}ighes (alas)
<bkl 462><tl 44>Vp{s}upped haue, thus I my plaint renewe:
<bkl 463><tl 45>O place of bli{{s}{s}}e, renuer of my woes,
<bkl 464><tl 46>Geue me accompt, where is my noble fere:
<bkl 465><tl 47>Whom in thy walles thou doe{{s}t} eche night enclo{s}e,

<bkl 466><tl 0><bkt sig> B.iii.                        <bkt catchw> To

<page.break><page 14><fol B3v><f i>
<bkl 467><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 468><tl 48>To other leefe, but vnto me mo{{s}t} dere.
<bkl 469><tl 49>Eccho (alas) that dothe my {s}o{r}ow rewe,
<bkl 470><tl 50>Returns therto a hollow {s}ounde of playnte.
<bkl 471><tl 51>Thus I alone, where all my fredome grewe,
<bkl 472><tl 52>In p{r}i{s}on pyne, with bondage and re{{s}t}rainte,
<bkl 473><tl 53>And with rememb{r}ance of the greater greefe
<bkl 474><tl 54>To bani{{s}h}e the le{{s}{s}}e, I find my chief releefe.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle When ragyng loue><pmdv1 poem16>
<bkl 475><tl 0>The louer comforteth him{s}elf
<bkl 476><tl 0>with the worthine{{s}{s}}e of
<bkl 477><tl 0>his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 478><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hen ragyng loue with extreme payne
<bkl 479><tl 2>Mo{{s}t} cruelly di{{s}t}rains my hart:
<bkl 480><tl 3>When that my teares, as {fl}oudes of rayne,
<bkl 481><tl 4>Beare witnes of my wofull {s}mart:
<bkl 482><tl 5>When {s}ighes haue wa{{s}t}ed {s}o my b{r}eath,
<bkl 483><tl 6>That I lye at the poynte of death:
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 484><tl 7>I call to minde the nauye greate,
<bkl 485><tl 8>That the Grekes b{r}ought to Troye towne:
<bkl 486><tl 9>And how the boy{{s}t}eous windes did beate
<bkl 487><tl 10>Their {{s}h}yps, and rente their {s}ayles adowne,
<bkl 488><tl 11>Till Agamemnons daughters bloode
<bkl 489><tl 12>Appea{s}de the goddes, that them with{{s}t}ode.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 490><tl 13>And how that in tho{s}e ten yeres warre,
<bkl 491><tl 14>Full many a bloudye dede was done,
<bkl 492><tl 15>And many a lo{r}d, that came full farre,
<bkl 493><tl 16>There caught his bane (alas) to {s}one:
<bkl 494><tl 17>And many a good knight ouerronne,
<bkl 495><tl 18>Befo{r}e the Grekes had Helene wonne.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 496><tl 19>Then thinke I thus: {s}ithe {s}uche repay{r}e,
<bkl 497><tl 20>So longe time warre of valiant men,
<bkl 498><tl 21>Was all to winne a ladye fay{r}e:
<bkl 499><tl 22>Shall I not learne to {s}u{ff}er then,
<bkl 500><tl 23>And thinke my life well {s}pent to be,
<bkl 501><tl 24>Seruyng a wo{r}thier wight than {{s}h}e?
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 502><tl 25>Therfo{r}e I neuer will repent,
<bkl 503><tl 26>But paynes contented {{s}t}il endure.
<bkl 504><tl 27>Fo{r} like as when, rough winter {s}pent,
<bkl 505><tl 28>The plea{s}ant {s}p{r}ing {{s}t}raight d{r}aweth in v{r}e:

<bkl 506><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> So

<page.break><page 15><fol B4r><f i>
<bkl 507><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 508><tl 29>So after ragyng {{s}t}o{r}mes of care
<bkl 509><tl 30>Ioyful at length may be my fare.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle O happy dames><pmdv1 poem17>
<bkl 510><tl 0>Complaint of the ab{s}ence of
<bkl 511><tl 0>her louer being vpon
<bkl 512><tl 0>the {s}ea. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 513><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl> Happy dames, that may emb{r}ace
<bkl 514><tl 2>The frute of your delight,
<bkl 515><tl 3>Help to bewaile the wofull ca{s}e,
<bkl 516><tl 4>And eke the heauy plight
<bkl 517><tl 5>Of me, that wonted to reioyce
<bkl 518><tl 6>The fo{r}tune of my plea{s}ant choyce:
<bkl 519><tl 7>Good Ladies, help to fill my moo{r}ning voyce.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 520><tl 8>In {{s}h}ip, freight with rememberance
<bkl 521><tl 9>Of thoughts, and plea{s}ures pa{{s}t},
<bkl 522><tl 10>He {s}ailes that hath in gouernance
<bkl 523><tl 11>My life, while it wil la{{s}t}:
<bkl 524><tl 12>With {s}calding {s}ighes, fo{r} lack of gale,
<bkl 525><tl 13>Furdering his hope, that is his {s}ail
<bkl 526><tl 14>Toward me, the {s}wete po{r}t of his auail.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 527><tl 15>Alas, how oft in d{r}eames I {s}e
<bkl 528><tl 16>Tho{s}e eyes, that were my food,
<bkl 529><tl 17>Which {s}omtime {s}o delited me,
<bkl 530><tl 18>That yet they do me good.
<bkl 531><tl 19>Wherwith I wake with his returne,
<bkl 532><tl 20>Who{s}e ab{s}ent {fl}ame did make me burne.
<bkl 533><tl 21>But when I find the lacke, Lo{r}d how I mourne?
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 534><tl 22>When other louers in armes acro{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 535><tl 23>Reioyce their chiefe delight:
<bkl 536><tl 24>D{r}owned in teares to mourne my lo{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 537><tl 25>I {{s}t}and the bitter night,
<bkl 538><tl 26>In my window, where I may {s}ee,
<bkl 539><tl 27>Befo{r}e the windes how the cloudes {fl}ee.
<bkl 540><tl 28>Lo, what a mariner loue hath made me.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 541><tl 29>And in grene waues when the {s}alt {fl}ood
<bkl 542><tl 30>Doth ri{s}e, by rage of winde:
<bkl 543><tl 31>A thou{s}and fan{s}ies in that mood
<bkl 544><tl 32>A{{s}{s}}ayle my re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e mind.
<bkl 545><tl 33>Alas, now d{r}encheth my {s}wete fo,
<bkl 546><tl 34>That with the {s}poyle of my hart did go,

<bkl 547><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 16><fol B4v><f i>
<bkl 548><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 549><tl 35>And left me but (alas) why did he {s}o?
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 550><tl 36>And when the {s}eas waxe calme againe,
<bkl 551><tl 37>To cha{s}e fro me annoye.
<bkl 552><tl 38>My doutfull hope doth cau{s}e me plaine:
<bkl 553><tl 39>So d{r}eade cuts of my ioye.
<bkl 554><tl 40>Thus is my wealth mingled with wo,
<bkl 555><tl 41>And of ech thought a dout doth growe,
<bkl 556><tl 42>Now he comes, will he come? alas, no no.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle In winters iust returne><pmdv1 poem18>
<bkl 557><tl 0>Complaint of a diyng louer re{\-}
<bkl 558><tl 0>fu{s}ed vpon his ladies iniu{{s}t}
<bkl 559><tl 0>mi{{s}t}aking of his
<bkl 560><tl 0>writyng. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 561><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N winters iu{{s}t} returne, when Bo{r}eas gan his raigne,
<bkl 562><tl 2>And euery tree vnclothed fa{{s}t}, as nature taught them plaine:
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 563><tl 3>In mi{{s}t}y mo{r}ning darke, as {{s}h}eepe are then in holde,
<bkl 564><tl 4>I hyed me fa{{s}t}, it {s}at me on, my {{s}h}eepe fo{r} to vnfolde.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 565><tl 5>And as it is a thing, that louers haue by fittes,
<bkl 566><tl 6>Vnder a palm I heard one crye, as he had lo{{s}t} hys wittes.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 567><tl 7>Who{s}e voice did ring {s}o {{s}h}{r}ill, in vttering of his plaint,
<bkl 568><tl 8>That I amazed was to hear, how loue could hym attaint.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 569><tl 9>Ah w{r}etched man (quod he) come death, and ridde thys wo:
<bkl 570><tl 10>A iu{{s}t} reward, a happy end, if it may chaunce thee {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 571><tl 11>Thy plea{s}ures pa{{s}t} haue w{r}ought thy wo, without red{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 572><tl 12>If thou had{{s}t} neuer felt no ioy, thy {s}mart had bene the le{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 573><tl 13>And retchle{{s}{s}}e of his life, he gan both {s}ighe and grone,
<bkl 574><tl 14>A rufull thing me thought, it was, to hear him make {s}uch mone.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 575><tl 15>Thou cur{s}ed pen ({s}ayd he) wo wo{r}th the bird thee bare,
<bkl 576><tl 16>The man, the knife, and all that made thee, wo be to their {{s}h}are.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 577><tl 17>Wo wo{r}th the time, and place, where I {s}o could endite.
<bkl 578><tl 18>And wo be it yet once agayne, the pen that {s}o can w{r}ite.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 579><tl 19>Vnhappy hand, it had ben happy time fo{r} me,
<bkl 580><tl 20>If, when to w{r}ite%thou learned fir{{s}t}, vnioynted had{{s}t} thou be.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 581><tl 21>Thus cur{s}ed he him{s}elf, and euery other wight,
<bkl 582><tl 22>Saue her alone whom loue him bound to {s}erue both day |&| night.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 583><tl 23>Which when I heard, and {s}aw, how he him{s}elfe fo{r}did,
<bkl 584><tl 24>Again{{s}t} the ground with bloudy {{s}t}rokes, him{s}elf euen there to rid:
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 585><tl 25>Had ben my heart of {fl}int, it mu{{s}t} haue melted tho:

<bkl 586><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 17><fol C1r><f i>
<bkl 587><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 588><tl 26>Fo{r} in my life I neuer {s}aw a man {s}o full of wo.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 589><tl 27>With teares, fo{r} his red{r}e{{s}{s}}e, I ra{{s}h}ly to him ran,
<bkl 590><tl 28>And in my armes I caught him fa{{s}t}, and thus I {s}pake hym than.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 591><tl 29>What wofull wight art thou, that in {s}uch heauy ca{s}e
<bkl 592><tl 30>To{r}mentes thy {s}elfe with {s}uch de{s}pite, here in this de{s}ert place?
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 593><tl 31>Wherwith, as all aga{{s}t}, fulfild wyth ire, and d{r}ed,
<bkl 594><tl 32>He ca{{s}t} on me a {{s}t}aring loke, with colour pale, and ded.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 595><tl 33>Nay, what art thou (quod he) that in this heauy plight,
<bkl 596><tl 34>Doe{{s}t} finde me here, mo{{s}t} wofull w{r}etch, that life hath in de{s}pight?
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 597><tl 35>I am (quoth I) but poo{r}e, and {s}imple in degre:
<bkl 598><tl 36>A {{s}h}epardes charge I haue in hand, vnwo{r}thy though I be.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 599><tl 37>With that he gaue a {s}ighe, as though the {s}kye {{s}h}ould fall:
<bkl 600><tl 38>And lowd (alas) he {{s}h}{r}yked oft, and Shepard, gan he call,
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 601><tl 39>Come, hie the fa{{s}t} at ones, and p{r}int it in thy hart:
<bkl 602><tl 40>So thou {{s}h}alt know, and I {{s}h}all tell the, giltle{{s}{s}}e how I {s}mart.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 603><tl 41>His backe again{{s}t} the tree, {s}o{r}e febled all with faint,
<bkl 604><tl 42>With weary {s}p{r}ite he {{s}t}retcht him vp: and thus hee told his plaint.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 605><tl 43>Ones in my hart (quoth he) it chanced me to loue
<bkl 606><tl 44>Such one, in whom hath nature w{r}ought, her c|_u|ning fo{r} to p{r}oue.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 607><tl 45>And {s}ure I can not {s}ay, but many yeres were {s}pent,
<bkl 608><tl 46>With {s}uch good will {s}o recompen{{s}t}, as both we were content.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 609><tl 47>Wherto then I me bound, and {{s}h}e likewi{s}e al{s}o,
<bkl 610><tl 48>The {s}onne {{s}h}ould runne his cour{s}e aw{r}y, ere we this faith fo{r}go.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 611><tl 49>Who ioied then, but I? who had this wo{r}ldes bli{{s}{s}}e?
<bkl 612><tl 50>Who might compare a life to mine, that neuer thought on this?
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 613><tl 51>But dwelling in thys truth, amid my greate{{s}t} ioy,
<bkl 614><tl 52>Is me befallen a greater lo{{s}{s}}e, than P{r}iam had of Troy.
<pmdv2 vpar27>
<bkl 615><tl 53>She is reuer{s}ed clene: and beareth me in hand,
<bkl 616><tl 54>That my de{s}ertes haue giu|_e| her cau{s}e to b{r}eak thys faithful band.
<pmdv2 vpar28>
<bkl 617><tl 55>And fo{r} my iu{{s}t} excu{s}e auaileth no defen{s}e.
<bkl 618><tl 56>Now knowe{{s}t} thou all: I can no mo{r}e, but {{s}h}epard, hye the hen{s}e:
<pmdv2 vpar29>
<bkl 619><tl 57>And giue him leaue to die, that may no lenger liue:
<bkl 620><tl 58>Who{s}e reco{r}d lo I claime to haue, my death, I doe fo{r}giue.
<pmdv2 vpar30>
<bkl 621><tl 59>And eke when I am gone, be bolde to {s}peake it plain:
<bkl 622><tl 60>Thou ha{{s}t} {s}een dye the true{{s}t} man, that euer loue did pain.
<pmdv2 vpar31>
<bkl 623><tl 61>Wherwith he turned him round, and ga{s}ping oft fo{r} b{r}eath,
<bkl 624><tl 62>Into his armes a tree he raught, and {s}ayd, welcome my death:
<pmdv2 vpar32>
<bkl 625><tl 63>Welcome a thou{s}and fold, now dearer vnto me,
<bkl 626><tl 64>Than {{s}h}ould, without her loue to liue, an emperour to be.
<pmdv2 vpar33>
<bkl 627><tl 65>Thus, in this wofull {{s}t}ate, he yelded vp the gho{{s}t}:
<bkl 628><tl 66>And little knoweth his lady, what a louer {{s}h}e hath lo{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar34>
<bkl 629><tl 67>Who{s}e death when I beheld, no maruail was it, right

<bkl 630><tl 0><bkt sig> C.i.                          <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 18><fol C1v><f i>
<bkl 631><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 632><tl 68>Fo{r} pitie though my heart did blede, to {s}ee {s}o piteous {s}ight.
<pmdv2 vpar35>
<bkl 633><tl 69>My blood from heat to colde oft changed wonders {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 634><tl 70>A thou{s}and troubles there I found I neuer knew befo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar36>
<bkl 635><tl 71>Twene d{r}ead, and dolour {s}o my {s}p{r}ites were b{r}ought in feare,
<bkl 636><tl 72>That long it was ere I could call to minde, what I did there,
<pmdv2 vpar37>
<bkl 637><tl 73>But, as eche thing hath end, {s}o had the{s}e paynes of mine:
<bkl 638><tl 74>The furies pa{{s}t}, and I my wits re{{s}t}o{r}d by length of time.
<pmdv2 vpar38>
<bkl 639><tl 75>Then, as I could deui{s}e, to {s}eke I thought it be{{s}t},
<bkl 640><tl 76>Where I might finde {s}ome wo{r}thy place, fo{r} {s}uch a co{r}{s}e to re{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar39>
<bkl 641><tl 77>And in my mind it came: from thence not farre away,
<bkl 642><tl 78>Where Ch{r}e{s}eids loue, king P{r}iams {s}|_o|ne, |{th}+e+| wo{r}thy Troilus lay.
<pmdv2 vpar40>
<bkl 643><tl 79>By him I made his tomb, in token he was treew:
<bkl 644><tl 80>And, as to him belonged well, I couered it with bleew.
<pmdv2 vpar41>
<bkl 645><tl 81>Who{s}e {s}oule, by Angels power, departed not {s}o {s}one,
<bkl 646><tl 82>But to the heauens, lo it {fl}ed, fo{r} to receiue his dome.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Good Ladies><pmdv1 poem19>
<bkl 647><tl 0>Complaint of the ab{s}ence of
<bkl 648><tl 0>her louer being vpon
<bkl 649><tl 0>the {s}ea. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 650><tl 1><f 2bki>G<f bl>Ood Ladies, ye that haue your plea{s}ures in exile,
<bkl 651><tl 2>Step in your foote, come take a place, |&| moo{r}ne with me a while
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 652><tl 3>And {s}uch as by their lo{r}des do {s}et but little p{r}ice,
<bkl 653><tl 4>Let them {s}it {{s}t}ill: it {s}killes them not what chance come on |{th}+e+| dice.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 654><tl 5>But ye whom loue hath bound by o{r}d{r}e of de{s}ire
<bkl 655><tl 6>To loue your lo{r}ds, who{s}e good de{s}ertes none other wold require:
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 656><tl 7>Come ye yet ones again, and {s}et your foote by mine,
<bkl 657><tl 8>Who{s}e wofull plight and {s}o{r}rowes great no tong may wel define.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 658><tl 9>My loue an#d lo{r}d, alas, in whom con{s}i{{s}t}es my wealth,
<bkl 659><tl 10>Hath fo{r}tune {s}ent to pa{{s}{s}}e the {s}eas in hazarde of his health.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 660><tl 11>Whome I was wont temb{r}ace with well contented minde
<bkl 661><tl 12>Is now amidde the foming {fl}oods at plea{s}ure of the winde.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 662><tl 13>Where God well him pre{s}erue, and {s}one him home me {s}end.
<bkl 663><tl 14>Without which hope, my life (alas) wer {{s}h}o{r}tly at an end.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 664><tl 15>Who{s}e ab{s}ence yet, although my hope doth tell me plaine,
<bkl 665><tl 16>With {{s}h}o{r}t returne he comes anon, yet cea{s}ith not my payne.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 666><tl 17>The fearfull d{r}eames I haue, oft times do greue me {s}o:
<bkl 667><tl 18>That when I wake, I lye in doute, where they be true, o{r} no.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 668><tl 19>Sometime the roring {s}eas (me {s}emes) do grow {s}o hye:
<bkl 669><tl 20>That my dere Lo{r}d (ay me alas) me thinkes I {s}e him die.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 670><tl 21>Another time the {s}ame doth tell me: he is cumne:

<bkl 671><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 19><fol C2r><f i>
<bkl 672><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 673><tl 22>And playeng, where I {{s}h}all him find with his faire little {s}onne.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 674><tl 23>So fo{r}th I go apace to {s}e that leef{s}om {s}ight.
<bkl 675><tl 24>And with a ki{{s}{s}}e, me think, I {s}ay: welcome my lo{r}d, my knight:
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 676><tl 25>Welcome my {s}wete, alas, the {{s}t}ay of my welfare.
<bkl 677><tl 26>Thy p{r}e{s}ence b{r}ingeth fo{r}th a truce atwixt me, |&| my care.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 678><tl 27>Then liuely doth he loke, and {s}alueth me againe,
<bkl 679><tl 28>And {s}aith: my dere, how is it now, that you haue all thys paine?
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 680><tl 29>Wherwith the heauy cares: that heapt are in my b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 681><tl 30>B{r}eake fo{r}th, and me di{s}chargen clene of all my huge vnre{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 682><tl 31>But when I me awake, and finde it but a d{r}eme,
<bkl 683><tl 32>The angui{{s}h}e of my fo{r}mer wo beginneth mo{r}e extreme:
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 684><tl 33>And me to{r}menteth {s}o, that vnneath may I finde
<bkl 685><tl 34>Sum hidden place, wherein to {{s}l}ake the gnawing of my mind.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 686><tl 35>Thus euery way you {s}e, with ab{s}ence how I burn:
<bkl 687><tl 36>And fo{r} my wound no cure I find, but hope of good return.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 688><tl 37>Saue whan I think, by {s}ow{r}e how {s}wete is felt the mo{r}e:
<bkl 689><tl 38>It doth abate {s}om of my paines, that I abode befo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 690><tl 39>And then vnto my {s}elf I {s}ay: when we {{s}h}al meete.
<bkl 691><tl 40>But litle while {{s}h}all {s}eme this paine, the ioy {{s}h}al be {s}o {s}weete.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 692><tl 41>Ye windes, I you coniure in chiefe{{s}t} of your rage,
<bkl 693><tl 42>That ye my lo{r}d me {s}afely {s}ende, my {s}o{r}owes to a{{s}{s}}wage:
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 694><tl 43>And that I may not long abide in this exce{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 695><tl 44>Do your good will, to cure a wight, that liueth in di{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Geue place ye louers><pmdv1 poem20>
<bkl 696><tl 0>A prai{s}e of his loue: wherin he
<bkl 697><tl 0>teproueth[[sic 'reproueth']] them that compare
<bkl 698><tl 0>their Ladies with his. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 699><tl 1><f 2bki>G<f bl>Eue place ye louers, here befo{r}e
<bkl 700><tl 2>That {s}pent your bo{{s}t}es and b{r}agges in vaine:
<bkl 701><tl 3>My Ladies beawtie pa{{s}{s}}eth mo{r}e
<bkl 702><tl 4>The be{{s}t} of yours, I dare well {s}ayen,
<bkl 703><tl 5>Than doth the {s}onne, the candle light:
<bkl 704><tl 6>O{r} brighte{{s}t} day, the darke{{s}t} night.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 705><tl 7>And thereto hath a trothe as iu{{s}t},
<bkl 706><tl 8>As had Penelope the fay{r}e.
<bkl 707><tl 9>Fo{r} what {{s}h}e {s}aith, ye may it tru{{s}t},
<bkl 708><tl 10>As it by w{r}iting {s}ealed were.
<bkl 709><tl 11>And vertues hath {{s}h}e many moe,
<bkl 710><tl 12>Than I with pen haue {s}kill to {{s}h}owe.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 711><tl 13>I coulde rehear{s}e, if that I wolde,
<bkl 712><tl 14>The whole e{ff}ect of natures plaint,

<bkl 713><tl 0><bkt sig> C.ii.                         <bkt catchw> When

<page.break><page 20><fol C2v><f i>
<bkl 714><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 715><tl 15>When {{s}h}e had lo{{s}t} the perfit mold,
<bkl 716><tl 16>The like to whom {{s}h}e could not paint:
<bkl 717><tl 17>With w{r}ingyng handes howe {{s}h}e dyd cry,
<bkl 718><tl 18>And what {{s}h}e {s}aid, I know it, I.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 719><tl 19>I knowe, {{s}h}e {s}wo{r}e with ragyng mynd:
<bkl 720><tl 20>Her kingdom onely {s}et apart,
<bkl 721><tl 21>There was no lo{{s}{s}}e, by lawe of kind,
<bkl 722><tl 22>That could haue gone {s}o nere her hart.
<bkl 723><tl 23>And this was chiefly all her payne:
<bkl 724><tl 24>She coulde not make the lyke agayne.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 725><tl 25>Sith nature thus gaue her the p{r}ay{s}e,
<bkl 726><tl 26>To be the chiefe{{s}t} wo{r}ke {{s}h}e w{r}ought:
<bkl 727><tl 27>In faith, me thinke, {s}ome better waies
<bkl 728><tl 28>On your behalfe might well be {s}ought,
<bkl 729><tl 29>Then to compare (as ye haue done)
<bkl 730><tl 30>To matche the candle with the {s}onne.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Although I had a check><pmdv1 poem21>
<bkl 731><tl 0>To the Ladie that
<bkl 732><tl 0>{s}corned her
<bkl 733><tl 0>louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 734><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Lthough I had a check,  
<bkl 735><tl 2>To geue the mate is hard.
<bkl 736><tl 3>Fo{r} I haue found a neck,
<bkl 737><tl 4>To kepe my men in gard.
<bkl 738><tl 5>And you that hardy ar
<bkl 739><tl 6>To geue {s}o great a{{s}{s}}ay
<bkl 740><tl 7>Vnto a man of warre,
<bkl 741><tl 8>To d{r}iue his men away,
<bkl 742><tl 9>I rede you, take good hede,
<bkl 743><tl 10>And marke this fooli{{s}h} ver{s}e:
<bkl 744><tl 11>Fo{r} I will {s}o p{r}ouide,
<bkl 745><tl 12>That I will haue your fer{s}e.
<bkl 746><tl 13>And when your fer{s}e is had,
<bkl 747><tl 14>And all your warre is done:
<bkl 748><tl 15>Then {{s}h}all your {s}elfe be glad
<bkl 749><tl 16>To ende that you begon.
<bkl 750><tl 17>Fo{r} yf by chance I winne
<bkl 751><tl 18>Your per{s}on the in feeld:
<bkl 752><tl 19>To late then come you in

<bkl 753><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> Your

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<bkl 754><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 755><tl 20>Your {s}elfe to me to yeld.
<bkl 756><tl 21>Fo{r} I will v{s}e my power,
<bkl 757><tl 22>As captain full of might,
<bkl 758><tl 23>And {s}uch I will deuour,
<bkl 759><tl 24>As v{s}e to {{s}h}ew me {s}pight.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 760><tl 25>And fo{r} becau{s}e you gaue
<bkl 761><tl 26>Me checke in {s}uch degre,
<bkl 762><tl 27>This vantage loe I haue:
<bkl 763><tl 28>Now checke, and garde to the.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 764><tl 29>Defend it, if thou may:
<bkl 765><tl 30>Stand {{s}t}i{ff}e, in thine e{{s}t}ate.
<bkl 766><tl 31>Fo{r} {s}ure I will a{{s}{s}}ay,
<bkl 767><tl 32>If I can giue the mate.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle To dearely had I bought><pmdv1 poem22>
<bkl 768><tl 0>A warning to the louer
<bkl 769><tl 0>how he is abu{s}ed by
<bkl 770><tl 0>his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 771><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O dearely had I bought my grene and youthfull yeres,
<bkl 772><tl 2>If in mine age I could not finde when craft fo{r} loue apperes.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 773><tl 3>And {s}eldom though I come in court among the re{{s}t}:
<bkl 774><tl 4>Yet can I iudge in colours dim as depe as can the be{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 775><tl 5>Where grefe to{r}mentes the man that {s}u{ff}reth {s}ecret {s}mart,
<bkl 776><tl 6>To b{r}eke it fo{r}th vnto {s}om frend it ea{s}eth well the hart.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 777><tl 7>So {{s}t}andes it now with me fo{r} my beloued frend.
<bkl 778><tl 8>This ca{s}e is thine fo{r} whom I fele {s}uch to{r}ment of my minde.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 779><tl 9>And fo{r} thy {s}ake I burne {s}o in my {s}ecret b{r}e{{s}t}
<bkl 780><tl 10>That till thou know my hole di{{s}{s}}ey{s}e my hart can haue no re{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 781><tl 11>I {s}ee how thine abu{s}e hath w{r}e{{s}t}ed {s}o thy wittes,
<bkl 782><tl 12>That all it yeldes to thy de{s}ire, and folowes the by fittes.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 783><tl 13>Where thou ha{{s}t} loued {s}o long with hart and all thy power.
<bkl 784><tl 14>I {s}e thee fed with fayned wo{r}des, thy fredom to deuour.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 785><tl 15>I know, (though {{s}h}e {s}ay nay, and would it well with{{s}t}and)
<bkl 786><tl 16>When in her grace thou held the mo{{s}t}, {{s}h}e bare the but in hand.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 787><tl 17>I {s}ee her plea{s}ant chere in chiefe{{s}t} of thy {s}uite:
<bkl 788><tl 18>Whan thou art gone, I {s}e him come, that gathers vp the fruite.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 789><tl 19>And eke in thy re{s}pect I {s}e the ba{s}e degre
<bkl 790><tl 20>Of him to whom {{s}h}e gaue the hart that p{r}omi{s}ed was to the.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 791><tl 21>I {s}e (what would you mo{r}e) {{s}t}ode neuer man {s}o {s}ure
<bkl 792><tl 22>On womans wo{r}d, but wi{s}edome would mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t} it to endure.

<bkl 793><tl 0><bkt sig> C.iii.                        <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 22><fol C3v><f i>
<bkl 794><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle O lothsome place><pmdv1 poem23>
<bkl 795><tl 0>The for{s}aken louer de{s}cri{\-}
<bkl 796><tl 0>beth |&| for{s}aketh loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 797><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl> Loth{s}ome place where I
<bkl 798><tl 2>Haue {s}ene and herd my dere,
<bkl 799><tl 3>When in my hert her eye
<bkl 800><tl 4>Hath made her thought appere,
<bkl 801><tl 5>By gl{s}iming[[sic 'glim{s}ing']] with {s}uch grace
<bkl 802><tl 6>As fo{r}tune it ne would,
<bkl 803><tl 7>That la{{s}t}en any {s}pace
<bkl 804><tl 8>Betwene vs lenger {{s}h}ould.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 805><tl 9>As fo{r}tune did auance,
<bkl 806><tl 10>To further my de{s}ire:
<bkl 807><tl 11>Euen {s}o hath fo{r}tunes chance
<bkl 808><tl 12>Th{r}owen all ammiddes the my{r}e.
<bkl 809><tl 13>And that I haue de{s}erued
<bkl 810><tl 14>With true and faithful hart,
<bkl 811><tl 15>Is to his handes re{s}erued
<bkl 812><tl 16>That neuer felt the {s}mart.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 813><tl 17>But happy is that man,
<bkl 814><tl 18>That {s}caped hath the griefe
<bkl 815><tl 19>That loue well teche him can
<bkl 816><tl 20>By wanting his reliefe.
<bkl 817><tl 21>A {s}courge to quiet mindes
<bkl 818><tl 22>It is, who taketh hede,
<bkl 819><tl 23>A comon plage that bindes,
<bkl 820><tl 24>A trauell without mede.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 821><tl 25>This gift it hath al{s}o,
<bkl 822><tl 26>Who {s}o enioies it mo{{s}t},
<bkl 823><tl 27>A thou{s}and troubles grow
<bkl 824><tl 28>To vexe his weried gho{{s}t}.
<bkl 825><tl 29>And la{{s}t} it may not long
<bkl 826><tl 30>The true{{s}t} thing of all
<bkl 827><tl 31>And {s}ure the greate{{s}t} w{r}ong
<bkl 828><tl 32>That is within this th{r}all.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 829><tl 33>But {s}ins thou de{s}ert place
<bkl 830><tl 34>Can{{s}t} giue me no accompt
<bkl 831><tl 35>Of my de{s}ired grace
<bkl 832><tl 36>That I to haue was wont,
<bkl 833><tl 37>farewel thou ha{{s}t} me tought

<bkl 834><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> To

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<bkl 835><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 836><tl 38>To thinke me not the fur{{s}t},
<bkl 837><tl 39>That loue hath {s}et aloft.
<bkl 838><tl 40>And ca{{s}t}en in the du{{s}t}.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle As oft as I behold and se><pmdv1 poem24>
<bkl 839><tl 0>The louer de{s}cribes his
<bkl 840><tl 0>re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1> 
<bkl 841><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>S oft as I behold and {s}e
<bkl 842><tl 2>The {s}oueraigne bewtie that me bound:
<bkl 843><tl 3>The nier my comfo{r}t is to me,
<bkl 844><tl 4>Alas the fre{{s}h}er is my wound.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 845><tl 5>As {fl}ame doth quenche by rage of fire,
<bkl 846><tl 6>And running {{s}l}remes[[sic '{{s}t}remes']] con{s}ume by raine:
<bkl 847><tl 7>So doth the {s}ight, that I de{s}ire,
<bkl 848><tl 8>Appea{s}e my grief and deadely paine,
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 849><tl 9>Fir{{s}t} when I {s}aw tho{s}e cri{{s}t}all {{s}t}reames,
<bkl 850><tl 10>who{s}e bewtie made my mo{r}tall wound:
<bkl 851><tl 11>I little thought within her beames
<bkl 852><tl 12>So {s}wete a venom to haue found.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 853><tl 13>But wilfull will did p{r}ick me fo{r}th,
<bkl 854><tl 14>And blind Cupide did whippe and guide:
<bkl 855><tl 15>Fo{r}ce made me take my griefe in wo{r}th:
<bkl 856><tl 16>My fruitles hope my harme did hide.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 857><tl 17>As cruell waues full oft be found
<bkl 858><tl 18>Again{{s}t} the rockes to ro{r}e and cry:
<bkl 859><tl 19>So doth my hart full oft rebound
<bkl 860><tl 20>Agein{{s}t} my b{r}e{{s}t} full bitterly.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 861><tl 21>I fall, and {s}e mine own decay,
<bkl 862><tl 22>As on that beares flame in hys b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 863><tl 23>Fo{r}gets in paine to put away
<bkl 864><tl 24>The thing that b{r}edeth mine vnre{{s}t}.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Though I regarded not ><pmdv1 poem25>
<bkl 865><tl 0>The louer excu{s}eth him{s}elf
<bkl 866><tl 0>of {s}u{s}pected change. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 867><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Hough I regarded not
<bkl 868><tl 2>The p{r}omi{s}e made by me,
<bkl 869><tl 3>o{r} pa{{s}{s}}ed not to {s}pot
<bkl 870><tl 4>My faith and hone{{s}t}e:

<bkl 871><tl 0><bkt sig> C.iiii.                       <bkt catchw> Yet

<page.break><page 24><fol C4v><f i>
<bkl 872><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 873><tl 5>Yet were my fancie {{s}t}range,
<bkl 874><tl 6>And wilfull will to wite,
<bkl 875><tl 7>If I {s}ought now to change
<bkl 876><tl 8>A falkon fo{r} a kite.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 877><tl 9>All men might well di{s}p{r}ai{s}e
<bkl 878><tl 10>My wit and enterp{r}i{s}e,
<bkl 879><tl 11>If I e{{s}t}emed a pe{s}e
<bkl 880><tl 12>Aboue a perle in p{r}ice:
<bkl 881><tl 13>O{r} iudged the oule in {s}ight
<bkl 882><tl 14>The {s}parehauke to excell,
<bkl 883><tl 15>which flieth but in the night,
<bkl 884><tl 16>As all men know right well:
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 885><tl 17>O{r} if I {s}ought to {s}aile
<bkl 886><tl 18>Into the b{r}ittle po{r}t,
<bkl 887><tl 19>where anker hold doth faile,
<bkl 888><tl 20>To {s}uch as doe re{s}o{r}t,
<bkl 889><tl 21>And leaue the hauen {s}ure,
<bkl 890><tl 22>where blowes no blu{{s}t}ring winde,
<bkl 891><tl 23>No{r} fickelne{{s}{s}}e in v{r}e
<bkl 892><tl 24>So farfo{r}th as I finde.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 893><tl 25>No, thinke me not {s}o light,
<bkl 894><tl 26>No{r} of {s}o cho{r}li{{s}h} kinde,
<bkl 895><tl 27>Though it lay in my might
<bkl 896><tl 28>My bondage to vnbinde,
<bkl 897><tl 29>That I would leue the hinde
<bkl 898><tl 30>To hunt the ganders fo.
<bkl 899><tl 31>No no I haue no minde
<bkl 900><tl 32>To make exchanges {s}o:
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 901><tl 33>No{r} yet to change at all.
<bkl 902><tl 34>Fo{r} think it may not be
<bkl 903><tl 35>That I {{s}h}ould {s}eke to fall
<bkl 904><tl 36>From my felicite,
<bkl 905><tl 37>De{s}y{r}ous fo{r} to win,
<bkl 906><tl 38>And loth fo{r} to fo{r}go,
<bkl 907><tl 39>O{r} new change to begin:
<bkl 908><tl 40>How may all this be {s}o?
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 909><tl 41>The fire it can not freze:
<bkl 910><tl 42>Fo{r} it is not his kinde,
<bkl 911><tl 43>No{r} true loue cannot le{s}e
<bkl 912><tl 44>The con{{s}t}ance of the minde.
<bkl 913><tl 45>Yet as {s}one {{s}h}all the fire
<bkl 914><tl 46>want heat to blaze and burn,

<bkl 915><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> As

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<bkl 916><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 917><tl 47>As I in {s}uch de{s}ire,
<bkl 918><tl 48>Haue once a thought to turne.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Wrapt in my carelesse cloke><pmdv1 poem26>
<bkl 919><tl 0>A carele{{s}{s}}e man, {s}corning and
<bkl 920><tl 0>de{s}cribing, the {s}uttle v{\-}
<bkl 921><tl 0>{s}age of women to{\-}
<bkl 922><tl 0>warde their lo{\-}
<bkl 923><tl 0>uers. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 924><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Rapt in my carele{{s}{s}}e cloke, as I walke to and fro:
<bkl 925><tl 2>I%{s}e, how loue c|_a| {{s}h}ew, what fo{r}ce there reigneth in his bow
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 926><tl 3>And how he {{s}h}oteth eke, a hardy hart to wound:
<bkl 927><tl 4>And where he glanceth by agayne, that litle hurt is found.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 928><tl 5>Fo{r} {s}eldom is it {s}ene, he woundeth hartes alike.
<bkl 929><tl 6>The tone may rage, when tothers loue is often farre to {s}eke.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 930><tl 7>All this I {s}e, with mo{r}e: and wonder thinketh me:
<bkl 931><tl 8>Howe he can {{s}t}rike the one {s}o {s}o{r}e, and leaue the other fre.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 932><tl 9>I {s}e, that wounded wight, that {s}u{ff}reth all this w{r}ong:
<bkl 933><tl 10>How he is fed with yeas, and nayes, and liueth all to long.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 934><tl 11>In {s}ilence though I kepe {s}uch {s}ecretes to my {s}elf:
<bkl 935><tl 12>Yet do I {s}e, how {{s}h}e {s}omtime doth yeld a loke by {{s}t}elth:
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 936><tl 13>As though it {s}eemd, ywys I will not lo{s}e the {s}o.
<bkl 937><tl 14>When in her hart {s}o {s}wete a thought did neuer truely go.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 938><tl 15>Then {s}ay I thus: alas, that man is farre from bli{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 939><tl 16>That doth receiue fo{r} his relief none other gayn, but this.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 940><tl 17>And {{s}h}e, that fedes him {s}o, I fele, and finde it plain:
<bkl 941><tl 18>Is but to glo{r}y in her power, that ouer {s}uch can reign.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 942><tl 19>No{r} are {s}uch graces {s}pent, but when {{s}h}e thinkes, that he,
<bkl 943><tl 20>A weried man is fully bent {s}uch fan{s}ies to let flie:
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 944><tl 21>Then to. retain him {{s}t}il {{s}h}e w{r}a{{s}t}eth new her grace,
<bkl 945><tl 22>And {s}mileth lo, as though {{s}h}e would fo{r}thwith the man emb{r}ace.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 946><tl 23>But when the p{r}oofe is made to try {s}uch lokes withall:
<bkl 947><tl 24>He findeth then the place all voyde, and fraighted full of gall.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 948><tl 25>Lo{r}de what abu{s}e is this? who can {s}uch women p{r}ai{s}e?
<bkl 949><tl 26>That fo{r} their glo{r}y do deui{s}e to v{s}e {s}uch crafty wayes.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 950><tl 27>I, that among the re{{s}t} do {s}it, and mark the row,
<bkl 951><tl 28>Fynde, that in her is greater craft, then is in twenty mo.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 952><tl 29>Who{s}e tender yeres, alas, with wyles {s}o well are {s}pedde:
<bkl 953><tl 30>What will {{s}h}e do, when ho{r}y heares are powd{r}ed in her hedde?

<bkl 954><tl 0><bkt sig> D.i.                          <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 26><fol D1v><f i>
<bkl 955><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Martiall, the thinges><pmdv1 poem27>
<bkl 956><tl 0>The meanes to attain
<bkl 957><tl 0>happy life. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 958><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Artiall, the thinges that do attayn
<bkl 959><tl 2>The happy life, be the{s}e, I finde.
<bkl 960><tl 3>The riche{{s}{s}}e left, not got with pain:
<bkl 961><tl 4>The frutefull ground: the quiet mynde:
<bkl 962><tl 5>The egall frend, no grudge, no {{s}t}rife:
<bkl 963><tl 6>No charge of rule, no{r} gouernance:
<bkl 964><tl 7>Without di{s}ea{s}e the healthfull lyfe:
<bkl 965><tl 8>The hou{{s}h}old of continuance:
<bkl 966><tl 9>The meane diet, no delicate fare:
<bkl 967><tl 10>Trew wi{s}dom ioyned with {s}implene{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 968><tl 11>The night di{s}charged of all care,
<bkl 969><tl 12>Where wine the wit may not opp{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 970><tl 13>The faithful wife, without debate:
<bkl 971><tl 14>Suche {s}lepes, as may begyle the night:
<bkl 972><tl 15>Contented with thine owne e{{s}t}ate,
<bkl 973><tl 16>Ne wi{{s}h} fo{r} death, ne feare his might.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Of thy lyfe, Thomas><pmdv1 poem28>
<bkl 974><tl 0>Prai{s}e of meane and
<bkl 975><tl 0>con{{s}t}ant e{{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 976><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl>F thy lyfe, Thomas, this compa{{s}{s}}e well mark:
<bkl 977><tl 2>Not aye with full {s}ayles the hye {s}eas to beat:
<bkl 978><tl 3>Ne by coward d{r}ed, in {{s}h}onning {{s}t}o{r}mes dark,
<bkl 979><tl 4>On {{s}h}alow {{s}h}o{r}es thy keel in perill freat.
<bkl 980><tl 5>Who {s}o gladly hal{s}eth the golden meane,
<bkl 981><tl 6>Voyde of dangers adui{s}dly hath his home
<bkl 982><tl 7>Not with loth{s}om muck, as a den vncleane:
<bkl 983><tl 8>No{r} palacelyke, wherat di{s}dayn may glome.
<bkl 984><tl 9>The lofty pyne the great winde often riues:
<bkl 985><tl 10>With violenter {s}wey falne turrets {{s}t}epe:
<bkl 986><tl 11>Lightninges a{{s}{s}}ault the hye mountains, and cliues,
<bkl 987><tl 12>A hart well {{s}t}ayd, in ouerthwartes depe,
<bkl 988><tl 13>Hopeth amendes: in {s}wete, doth feare the {s}ow{r}e.
<bkl 989><tl 14>God, that {s}endeth, withd{r}aweth winter {{s}h}arp.
<bkl 990><tl 15>Now ill, not aye thus: once Phebus to low{r}e
<bkl 991><tl 16>With bow vnbent {{s}h}all ce{{s}{s}}e, and frame to harp.
<bkl 992><tl 17>His voyce. In {{s}t}raite e{{s}t}ate appere thou {{s}t}out:
<bkl 993><tl 18>And {s}o wi{s}ely, when lucky gale of winde

<bkl 994><tl 0>                                        <bkt catchw> All

<page.break><page 27><fol D2r><f i>
<bkl 995><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 996><tl 19>All thy puft {s}ailes {{s}h}all fil, loke well about:
<bkl 997><tl 20>Take in a ryft: ha{{s}t} is wa{{s}t}, p{r}ofe doth finde.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle The great Macedon><pmdv1 poem29>
<bkl 998><tl 0>Prai{s}e of certain p{s}almes
<bkl 999><tl 0>of Dauid, tran{s}lated by
<bkl 1000><tl 0>{s}ir. T. w. the elder. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1001><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He great Macedon, that out of Per{s}ie cha{s}ed
<bkl 1002><tl 2>Darius, of who{s}e huge power all A{s}ie rong,
<bkl 1003><tl 3>In the rich ark dan Homers rimes he placed,
<bkl 1004><tl 4>Who fayned ge{{s}t}es of heathen p{r}inces {s}ong.
<bkl 1005><tl 5>What holy graue? what wo{r}thy {s}epulture
<bkl 1006><tl 6>To Wiattes P{s}almes {{s}h}ould Ch{r}i{{s}t}ians then purcha{s}e?
<bkl 1007><tl 7>Where he doth paint the liuely faith, and pure,
<bkl 1008><tl 8>The {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} hope, the {s}wete returne to grace
<bkl 1009><tl 9>Of iu{{s}t} Dauid, by perfite penitence.
<bkl 1010><tl 10>Where rulers may {s}e in a mirrour clere
<bkl 1011><tl 11>The bitter frute of fal{s}e concupi{s}cence:
<bkl 1012><tl 12>How Iew{r}y bought V{r}ias death full dere.
<bkl 1013><tl 13>In p{r}inces hartes gods {s}courge imp{r}inted depe,
<bkl 1014><tl 14>Ought them awake, out of their {s}infull {s}lepe.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Dyuers thy death><pmdv1 poem30>
<bkl 1015><tl 0>Of the death of the {s}ame
<bkl 1016><tl 0>{s}ir. T. w. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1017><tl 1><f 2bki>D<f bl>Yuers thy death doe diuer{s}ly bemone.
<bkl 1018><tl 2>Some, that in p{r}e{s}ence of thy liuelyhed
<bkl 1019><tl 3>Lurked, who{s}e b{r}e{{s}t}es enuy with hate had {s}wolne,
<bkl 1020><tl 4>Yeld Cea{s}ars teares vpon Pompeius hed.
<bkl 1021><tl 5>Some, that watched with the murd{r}ers knife,
<bkl 1022><tl 6>With egre thir{{s}t} to d{r}ink thy giltle{{s}{s}}e blood,
<bkl 1023><tl 7>Who{s}e p{r}acti{s}e b{r}ake by happy ende of lyfe,
<bkl 1024><tl 8>Wepe enuious teares to heare thy fame {s}o good.
<bkl 1025><tl 9>But I, that knew what harb{r}ed in that hed:
<bkl 1026><tl 10>What vertues rare were temperd in that b{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 1027><tl 11>Honour the place, that {s}uch a iewell b{r}ed,
<bkl 1028><tl 12>And ki{{s}{s}}e the ground, whereas thy co{r}{s}e doth re{{s}t},
<bkl 1029><tl 13>With vapo{r}d eyes: from whence {s}uch {{s}t}reames auayl,
<bkl 1030><tl 14>As Py{r}amus dyd on Thi{s}bes b{r}e{{s}t} bewail.

<bkl 1031><tl 0><bkt sig> D.ii.                        <bkt catchw> Of

<page.break><page 28><fol D2v><f i>
<bkl 1032><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle W. resteth here><pmdv1 poem31>
<bkl 1033><tl 0>Of the {s}ame. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1034><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>. re{{s}t}eth here, that quick could neuer re{{s}t}:
<bkl 1035><tl 2>Who{s}e heauenly giftes encrea{s}ed by di{s}dayn,
<bkl 1036><tl 3>And vertue {s}ank the deper in his b{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 1037><tl 4>Such p{r}ofit he by enuy could obtain.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1038><tl 5>A hed, where wi{s}dom mi{{s}t}eries did frame:
<bkl 1039><tl 6>Who{s}e hammers bet {{s}t}yll in that liuely b{r}ayn,
<bkl 1040><tl 7>As on a {{s}t}ithe: where that {s}ome wo{r}k of fame
<bkl 1041><tl 8>Was dayly w{r}ought, to turne to B{r}itaines gayn.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1042><tl 9>A vi{s}age, {{s}t}ern, and myld: where bothe did grow,
<bkl 1043><tl 10>Vice to contemne, in vertue to reioyce:
<bkl 1044><tl 11>Amid great {{s}t}o{r}mes, whom grace a{{s}{s}}ured {s}o,
<bkl 1045><tl 12>To lyue vp{r}ight, and {s}mile at fo{r}tunes choyce.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 1046><tl 13>A hand, that taught, what might be {s}ayd in ryme:
<bkl 1047><tl 14>That reft Chaucer the glo{r}y of his wit:
<bkl 1048><tl 15>A mark, the which (vnparfited, fo{r} time)
<bkl 1049><tl 16>Some may app{r}oche, but neuer none {{s}h}all hit.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 1050><tl 17>A toung, that {s}erued in fo{r}ein realmes his king:
<bkl 1051><tl 18>Who{s}e courteous talke to vertue did enflame.
<bkl 1052><tl 19>Eche noble hart: a wo{r}thy guide to b{r}ing
<bkl 1053><tl 20>Our Engli{{s}h} youth, by trauail, vnto fame.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 1054><tl 21>An eye, who{s}e iudgement none a{ff}ect could blinde,
<bkl 1055><tl 22>Frendes to allure, and foes to reconcile:
<bkl 1056><tl 23>Who{s}e per{s}ing loke did rep{r}e{s}ent a mynde
<bkl 1057><tl 24>With vertue fraught, repo{s}ed, voyd of gyle.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 1058><tl 25>A hart, where d{r}ede was neuer {s}o imp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 1059><tl 26>To hyde the thought, that might the trouth auance:
<bkl 1060><tl 27>In neyther fo{r}tune loft, no{r} yet rep{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 1061><tl 28>To {s}well in wealth, o{r} yeld vnto mi{s}chance.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 1062><tl 29>A valiant co{r}ps, where fo{r}ce, and beawty met:
<bkl 1063><tl 30>Happy, alas, to happy, but fo{r} foes:
<bkl 1064><tl 31>Liued, and ran the race, that nature {s}et:
<bkl 1065><tl 32>Of manhodes, {{s}h}ape where {{s}h}e the molde did lo{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 1066><tl 33>But to the heauens that {s}imple {s}oule is fled:
<bkl 1067><tl 34>Which left with {s}uch, as couet Ch{r}i{{s}t} to know,
<bkl 1068><tl 35>Witne{{s}{s}}e of faith, that neuer {{s}h}all be ded:
<bkl 1069><tl 36>Sent fo{r} our helth, but not receiued {s}o.
<bkl 1070><tl 37>Thus, fo{r} our gilte, this iewel haue we lo{{s}t}:
<bkl 1071><tl 38>The earth his bones, the heauens po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e his go{{s}t}.

<bkl 1072><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Of

<page.break><page 29><fol D3r><f i>
<bkl 1073><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Thassirian king in peace><pmdv1 poem32>
<bkl 1074><tl 0>Of Sardinapalus di{s}honora{\-}
<bkl 1075><tl 0>ble life, and mi{s}erable
<bkl 1076><tl 0>death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1077><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Ha{{s}{s}}irian king in peace, with foule de{s}ire,
<bkl 1078><tl 2>And filthy lu{{s}t}es, that {{s}t}aynd his regall hart
<bkl 1079><tl 3>In warre that {{s}h}ould {s}et p{r}incely hartes on fire:
<bkl 1080><tl 4>Did yeld, vanqui{{s}h}t fo{r} want of marciall art.
<bkl 1081><tl 5>The dint of {s}wo{r}des from ki{{s}{s}}es {s}emed {{s}t}range:
<bkl 1082><tl 6>And harder, than his ladies {s}yde, his targe:
<bkl 1083><tl 7>From glutton fea{{s}t}es, to {s}ouldiars fare a change:
<bkl 1084><tl 8>His helmet, farre aboue a garlands charge.
<bkl 1085><tl 9>Who {s}cace the name of manhode did retayn,
<bkl 1086><tl 10>D{r}enched in {s}louth, and womani{{s}h} delight,
<bkl 1087><tl 11>Feble of {s}p{r}ite, impacient of pain:
<bkl 1088><tl 12>When he had lo{{s}t} his hono{r}, and his right:
<bkl 1089><tl 13>P{r}oud, time of wealth, in {{s}t}o{r}mes appalled with d{r}ede,
<bkl 1090><tl 14>Murthered him{s}elf, to {{s}h}ew {s}ome manful dede.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Layd in my quiet bed><pmdv1 poem33>
<bkl 1091><tl 0>How no age is content with his
<bkl 1092><tl 0>own e{{s}t}ate, |&| how the age of
<bkl 1093><tl 0>children is the happie{{s}t}, if
<bkl 1094><tl 0>they had {s}kill to vn{\-}
<bkl 1095><tl 0>der{{s}t}and it. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1096><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Ayd in my quiet bed, in {{s}t}udy as I were,
<bkl 1097><tl 2>I {s}aw within my troubled head, a heape of thoughtes appere:
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1098><tl 3>And euery thought did {{s}h}ew {s}o liuely in myne eyes,
<bkl 1099><tl 4>That now I {s}ighed, |&| th|_e| I {s}milde, as cau{s}e of thought doth ry{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1100><tl 5>I {s}aw the lytle boy in thought, how oft that he
<bkl 1101><tl 6>Did wi{{s}h} of god, to {s}cape the rod, a tall yongman to be.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 1102><tl 7>The yongman eke that feles, his bones with paines opp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 1103><tl 8>How he would be a rich olde man, to lyue, and lye at re{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 1104><tl 9>The rich oldman that {s}ees his end d{r}aw on {s}o {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 1105><tl 10>How he would be a boy agayn, to liue {s}o%much the mo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 1106><tl 11>Wherat full oft I {s}milde, to {s}e, how all the{s}e th{r}ee,
<bkl 1107><tl 12>From boy to man, from man to boy, would chop |&| change degree.

<bkl 1108><tl 0><bkt sig> D.iii.                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 30><fol D3v><f i>
<bkl 1109><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 1110><tl 13>And mu{s}yng thus I thynk, the ca{s}e is very {{s}t}range,
<bkl 1111><tl 14>That man from welth, to lyue in wo, doth euer {s}eke to change.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 1112><tl 15>Thus thoughtfull as I lay, I {s}aw my wytherd {s}kyn,
<bkl 1113><tl 16>How it doth {{s}h}ow my dented chewes, the fle{{s}h} was wo{r}ne {s}o thyn:
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 1114><tl 17>And eke my tothele{{s}{s}}e chaps, the gates of my rightway,
<bkl 1115><tl 18>That opes and {{s}h}uts, as I do {s}peake, doe thus vnto me {s}ay:
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 1116><tl 19>Thy white and hoari{{s}h} heares, the me{{s}{s}}engers of age,
<bkl 1117><tl 20>That {{s}h}ew, like lines of true belief, that this life doth a{{s}{s}}wage,
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 1118><tl 21>Byds thee lay hand, and fele them hanging on thy chin:
<bkl 1119><tl 22>The whiche do w{r}ite two ages pa{{s}t}, the third now comming in.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 1120><tl 23>Hang vp therfo{r}e the bit of thy yong wanton tyme:
<bkl 1121><tl 24>And thou that therin beaten art, the happie{{s}t} life define.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 1122><tl 25>Wherat I {s}ighed, and {s}ayd, farewell, my wonted ioy:
<bkl 1123><tl 26>Tru{{s}{s}}e vp thy pack, and trudge from me to euery litle boy:
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 1124><tl 27>And tell them thus from me, they{r} tyme mo{{s}t} happy is:
<bkl 1125><tl 28>If, to their time, they rea{s}on had to know the trueth of this.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle The stormes are past><lang l><pmdv1 poem34>
<bkl 1126><tl 0>Bonum e{{s}t} mihi quod
<bkl 1127><tl 0>humilia{{s}t}i me. <tt poem><lang e>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1128><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He {{s}t}o{r}mes are pa{{s}t} the{s}e cloudes are ouerblowne,
<bkl 1129><tl 2>And humble chere great rygour hath rep{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 1130><tl 3>Fo{r} the defaute is {s}et a paine fo{r}eknowne,
<bkl 1131><tl 4>And pacience graft in a determed b{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 1132><tl 5>And in the hart where heapes of griefes were growne,
<bkl 1133><tl 6>The {s}wete reuenge hath planted mirth and re{{s}t},
<bkl 1134><tl 7>No company {s}o plea{s}ant as myne owne.
<bkl 1135><tl 8>Th{r}aldom at large hath made this p{r}i{s}on fre,
<bkl 1136><tl 9>Danger well pa{{s}t} rememb{r}ed wo{r}kes delight:
<bkl 1137><tl 10>Of lingring doutes {s}uch hope is {s}p{r}ong pardie,
<bkl 1138><tl 11>That nought I finde di{s}plea{s}aunt in my {s}ight:
<bkl 1139><tl 12>But when my gla{{s}{s}}e p{r}e{s}ented vnto me.
<bkl 1140><tl 13>The curele{{s}{s}}e wound that bledeth day and nyght,
<bkl 1141><tl 14>To think (alas) {s}uch hap {{s}h}ould graunted be
<bkl 1142><tl 15>Vnto a w{r}etch that hath no hart to fight,
<bkl 1143><tl 16>To {s}pill that blood that hath {s}o oft bene {{s}h}ed,
<bkl 1144><tl 17>Fo{r} B{r}itannes {s}ake (alas) and now is ded.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle My Ratclif><pmdv1 poem35>
<bkl 1145><tl 0>Exhortacion to learne by o{\-}
<bkl 1146><tl 0>thers trouble. <f bl>

<bkl 1147><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> My

<page.break><page 31><fol D4r><f i>
<bkl 1148><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1149><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y Ratclif, when thy rechle{{s}{s}}e youth o{ff}endes:
<bkl 1150><tl 2>Receue thy {s}courge by others cha{{s}t}i{s}ement.
<bkl 1151><tl 3>Fo{r} {s}uch callyng, when it wo{r}kes none amendes:
<bkl 1152><tl 4>Then plages are {s}ent without aduerti{s}ement.
<bkl 1153><tl 5>Yet Salomon {s}ayd, the w{r}onged {{s}h}all recure:
<bkl 1154><tl 6>But Wiat {s}aid true, the {s}karre doth aye endure.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle The fansy, which that I><pmdv1 poem36>
<bkl 1155><tl 0>The fan{s}ie of a weried
<bkl 1156><tl 0>louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1157><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He fan{s}y, which that I haue {s}erued long,
<bkl 1158><tl 2>That hath alway bene enmy to myne ea{s}e,
<bkl 1159><tl 3>Semed of late to rue vpon my w{r}ong,
<bkl 1160><tl 4>And bad me flye the cau{s}e of my mi{s}ea{s}e.
<bkl 1161><tl 5>And I fo{r}thwith dyd p{r}ea{s}e out of the th{r}ong,
<bkl 1162><tl 6>That thought by flight my painfull hart to plea{s}e
<bkl 1163><tl 7>Som other way: tyll I {s}aw faith mo{r}e {{s}t}rong:
<bkl 1164><tl 8>And to my {s}elf I {s}ayd: alas, tho{s}e dayes
<bkl 1165><tl 9>In vayn were {s}pent, to runne the race {s}o long.
<bkl 1166><tl 10>And with that thought, I met my guyde, that playn
<bkl 1167><tl 11>Out of the way wherin I wand{r}ed w{r}ong,
<bkl 1168><tl 12>B{r}ought me amiddes the hylles, in ba{s}e Bullayn:
<bkl 1169><tl 13>Where I am now, as re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e to remayn,
<bkl 1170><tl 14>Again{{s}t} my will, full plea{s}ed with my payn.

<bkl 1171><tl 0><bkt sig> D.iiii.

<bkl 1172><bkt author><f 2il> SVRREY.

<bkl 1173><page.break><page 32><fol D4v> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The longe loue><pmdv1 poem37>
<bkl 1174><tl 0>The louer for {s}hamefa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e hideth
<bkl 1175><tl 0>his de{s}ire within his faith{\-}
<bkl 1176><tl 0>full hart. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1177><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He longe loue, that in my thought I harber,
<bkl 1178><tl 2>And in my hart doth kepe his re{s}idence,
<bkl 1179><tl 3>Into my face p{r}ea{s}eth with bold p{r}etence,
<bkl 1180><tl 4>And there campeth, di{s}playing his banner.
<bkl 1181><tl 5>She that me learns to loue, and to {s}u{ff}er,
<bkl 1182><tl 6>And willes that my tru{{s}t}, and lu{{s}t}es negligence
<bkl 1183><tl 7>Be reined by rea{s}on, {{s}h}ame, and reuerence,
<bkl 1184><tl 8>With his hardine{{s}{s}}e takes di{s}plea{s}ure.
<bkl 1185><tl 9>Wherwith loue to the hartes fo{r}e{{s}t} he {fl}eeth,
<bkl 1186><tl 10>Leauyng his enterp{r}i{s}e with paine and crye,
<bkl 1187><tl 11>And there him hideth and not appeareth.
<bkl 1188><tl 12>What may I do? when my mai{{s}t}er feareth,
<bkl 1189><tl 13>But in the field with him to liue and dye,
<bkl 1190><tl 14>Fo{r} good is the life, endyng faithfully.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Yet was I neuer><pmdv1 poem38>
<bkl 1191><tl 0>The louer waxeth wi{s}er, and
<bkl 1192><tl 0>will not die for a{ff}e{\-}
<bkl 1193><tl 0>ction <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1194><tl 1><f 2bki>Y<f bl>Et was I neuer of your loue agreued,
<bkl 1195><tl 2>No{r} neuer {{s}h}all, while that my life doth la{{s}t}:
<bkl 1196><tl 3>But of hatyng my {s}elf, that date is pa{{s}t},
<bkl 1197><tl 4>And teares continual {s}o{r}e haue me weried.
<bkl 1198><tl 5>I will not yet in my graue be buried,
<bkl 1199><tl 6>No{r} on my tombe your name haue fixed fa{{s}t},
<bkl 1200><tl 7>As cruel cau{s}e, that did my {s}p{r}ite {s}one ha{{s}t}.
<bkl 1201><tl 8>From thunhappy boones by great {s}ighes {{s}t}irred.
<bkl 1202><tl 9>Then if an hart of amo{r}ous fayth and will
<bkl 1203><tl 10>Content your minde withouten doyng grief:
<bkl 1204><tl 11>Plea{s}e it you {s}o to this to do relief.
<bkl 1205><tl 12>If otherwi{s}e you {s}eke fo{r} to fulfill
<bkl 1206><tl 13>Your w{r}ath: you erre, and {{s}h}al not as you wene,
<bkl 1207><tl 14>And you your {s}elf the cau{s}e therof haue bene.

<bkl 1208><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 33><fol E1r><f i>
<bkl 1209><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Was neuer file yet half><pmdv1 poem39>
<bkl 1210><tl 0>The abu{s}ed louer {s}eeth his foly,
<bkl 1211><tl 0>and entendeth to tru{{s}t}
<bkl 1212><tl 0>no more. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1213><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>As neuer file yet half {s}o well yfiled, (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-height block space *)
<bkl 1214><tl 2>To file a file fo{r} any {s}mithes intent,
<bkl 1215><tl 3>As I was made a filyng in{{s}t}rument,
<bkl 1216><tl 4>To frame other, while that I was begiled.
<bkl 1217><tl 5>But rea{s}on, loe, hath at my foly {s}miled,
<bkl 1218><tl 6>And pardoned me, {s}ins that I me repent
<bkl 1219><tl 7>Of my lo{{s}t} yeres, and of my time mi{s}pent.
<bkl 1220><tl 8>Fo{r} youth led me, and fal{{s}h}od me mi{s}guided.
<bkl 1221><tl 9>Yet, this tru{{s}t} I haue of great apparence:
<bkl 1222><tl 10>Sins that di{s}ceit is ay returnable,
<bkl 1223><tl 11>Of verye fo{r}ce it is agreable,
<bkl 1224><tl 12>That therwithall be done the recompence.
<bkl 1225><tl 13>Then gile begiled playnd {{s}h}ould be neuer,
<bkl 1226><tl 14>And the reward is little tru{{s}t} fo{r} euer.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The liuely sparkes><pmdv1 poem40>
<bkl 1227><tl 0>The louer de{s}cribeth his being
<bkl 1228><tl 0>{{s}t}riken with {s}ight of
<bkl 1229><tl 0>his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1230><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He liuely {s}parkes, that i{{s}{s}}ue from tho{s}e eyes,
<bkl 1231><tl 2>Again{{s}t} the which there vaileth no defence,
<bkl 1232><tl 3>Haue per{{s}t} my hart, and done it none o{ff}ence,
<bkl 1233><tl 4>With quakyng plea{s}ure, mo{r}e then once o{r} twi{s}e.
<bkl 1234><tl 5>Was neuer man could any thing deui{s}e,
<bkl 1235><tl 6>Sunne beames to turne with {s}o great vehemence
<bkl 1236><tl 7>To da{s}e mans {s}ight, as by their b{r}ight p{r}e{s}ence
<bkl 1237><tl 8>Da{s}ed am I, much like vnto the gi{s}e
<bkl 1238><tl 9>Of on {{s}t}riken with dint of lightenyng,
<bkl 1239><tl 10>Blind with the {{s}t}roke, and erryng here and there.
<bkl 1240><tl 11>So call I fo{r} helpe, I not when, no{r} where,
<bkl 1241><tl 12>The payne of my fall paciently bearyng.
<bkl 1242><tl 13>Fo{r} {{s}t}reight after the bla{s}e (as is no wonder)
<bkl 1243><tl 14>Of deadly noy{s}e heare I the fearfull thunder. 

<bkl 1244><tl 0><bkt sig> E                            <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 34><fol E1v><f i>
<bkl 1245><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Svch vain thought><pmdv1 poem41>
<bkl 1246><tl 0>The waueryng louer wylleth,
<bkl 1247><tl 0>and dreadeth, to moue his
<bkl 1248><tl 0>de{s}ire. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1249><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Vch vain thought, as wonted to mi{s}lead me
<bkl 1250><tl 2>In de{s}ert hope by well a{{s}{s}}ured mone,
<bkl 1251><tl 3>Makes me from company to liue alone,
<bkl 1252><tl 4>In folowyng her whom rea{s}on bids me {fl}e.
<bkl 1253><tl 5>And after her my hart would faine be gone:
<bkl 1254><tl 6>But armed {s}ighes my way do {{s}t}op anone,
<bkl 1255><tl 7>Twixt hope and d{r}ead lockyng my libertie.
<bkl 1256><tl 8>So {fl}eeth {{s}h}e by gentle crueltie.
<bkl 1257><tl 9>Yet as I ge{{s}{s}}e vnder di{s}dainfull b{r}ow
<bkl 1258><tl 10>One beame of ruth is in her cloudy loke:
<bkl 1259><tl 11>Which comfo{r}tes the mind, that er{{s}t} fo{r} fear {{s}h}oke.
<bkl 1260><tl 12>That bolded {{s}t}raight the way then {s}eke I how
<bkl 1261><tl 13>To vtter fo{r}th the {s}mart I bide within:
<bkl 1262><tl 14>But {s}uch it is, I not how to begyn.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Vnstable dreame><pmdv1 poem42>
<bkl 1263><tl 0>The louer hauing dreamed enioy{\-}
<bkl 1264><tl 0>ing of his loue, complaineth that
<bkl 1265><tl 0>the dreame is not either
<bkl 1266><tl 0>longer or truer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1267><tl 1><f 2bki>V<f bl>N{{s}t}able d{r}eame, acco{r}dyng to the place,
<bkl 1268><tl 2>Be {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} ones, o{r} els at lea{{s}t} be true.
<bkl 1269><tl 3>By ta{{s}t}ed {s}wetene{{s}{s}}e, make me not to rew
<bkl 1270><tl 4>The {s}oden lo{{s}{s}}e of thy fal{s}e fained grace.
<bkl 1271><tl 5>By good re{s}pect in {s}uch a dangerous ca{s}e
<bkl 1272><tl 6>Thou b{r}oughte{{s}t} not her into the{s}e to{{s}{s}}ing {s}eas,
<bkl 1273><tl 7>But made{{s}t} my {s}p{r}ite to liue my care tencrea{s}e,
<bkl 1274><tl 8>My body in tempe{{s}t} her delight timb{r}ace.
<bkl 1275><tl 9>The body dead, the {s}p{r}ite had his de{s}ire.
<bkl 1276><tl 10>Painele{{s}{s}}e was thone, the other in delight.
<bkl 1277><tl 11>Why then alas did it not kepe it right,
<bkl 1278><tl 12>But thus return to leape in to the fire:
<bkl 1279><tl 13>And where it was at wi{{s}h}e, could not remayne?
<bkl 1280><tl 14>Such mockes of d{r}eames do turne to deadly payne.

<bkl 1281><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 35><fol E2r><f i>
<bkl 1282><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Ye that in loue finde luck><pmdv1 poem43>
<bkl 1283><tl 0>The louer vnhappy biddeth happy
<bkl 1284><tl 0>louers reioice in Maie, while he
<bkl 1285><tl 0>waileth that moneth to him
<bkl 1286><tl 0>mo{{s}t} vnlucky. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1287><tl 1><f 2bki>Y<f bl>E that in loue finde luck and {s}wete abundance,
<bkl 1288><tl 2>And lyue in lu{{s}t} of ioyfull iolitie,
<bkl 1289><tl 3>Ary{s}e fo{r} {{s}h}ame, do%way your {{s}l}uggardy:
<bkl 1290><tl 4>Ari{s}e I {s}ay, do May {s}ome ob{s}eruance:
<bkl 1291><tl 5>Let me in bed lye, d{r}eamyng of mi{s}chance.
<bkl 1292><tl 6>Let me remember my mi{{s}{s}}ehappes vnhappy,
<bkl 1293><tl 7>That me betide in May mo{{s}t} commonly:
<bkl 1294><tl 8>As one whom loue li{{s}t} little to aduance.
<bkl 1295><tl 9>Stephan {s}aid true, that my natiuitie
<bkl 1296><tl 10>Mi{s}chanced was with the ruler of May.
<bkl 1297><tl 11>He ge{{s}t} (I p{r}oue) of that the veritie.
<bkl 1298><tl 12>In May my wealth, and eke my wittes, I {s}ay,
<bkl 1299><tl 13>Haue {{s}t}and {s}o oft in {s}uch perplexitie.
<bkl 1300><tl 14>Ioye: let me d{r}eame of your felicitie.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle If waker care><pmdv1 poem44>
<bkl 1301><tl 0>The louer confe{{s}{s}}eth him in loue
<bkl 1302><tl 0>with Phillis. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1303><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F waker care: if {s}odayn pale colour:
<bkl 1304><tl 2>If many {s}ighes, with litle {s}peach to plaine:
<bkl 1305><tl 3>Now ioye, now wo: if they my chere di{{s}t}ayne:
<bkl 1306><tl 4>Fo{r} hope of {s}mall, if much to fear therfo{r}e,
<bkl 1307><tl 5>To ha{{s}t}e, o{r} {{s}l}ack: my pace to le{{s}{s}}e, o{r} mo{r}e:
<bkl 1308><tl 6>Be {s}igne of loue: then do I loue agayne.
<bkl 1309><tl 7>If thou a{s}ke whom: {s}ure {s}ins I did refrayne
<bkl 1310><tl 8>B{r}unet, that {s}et my welth in {s}uch a ro{r}e,
<bkl 1311><tl 9>Thunfayned chere of Phillis hath the place,
<bkl 1312><tl 10>That B{r}unet had: {{s}h}e hath, and euer {{s}h}all:
<bkl 1313><tl 11>She from my {s}elf now hath me in her grace:
<bkl 1314><tl 12>She hath in hand my wit, my will, and all:
<bkl 1315><tl 13>My hart alone welwo{r}thy {{s}h}e doth {{s}t}ay,
<bkl 1316><tl 14>Without who{s}e helpe {s}kant do I liue a day.

<bkl 1317><tl 0><bkt sig> E.ii.                        <bkt catchw> Of

<page.break><page 36><fol E2v><f i>
<bkl 1318><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Cesar, when that the traytour><pmdv1 poem45>
<bkl 1319><tl 0>Of others fained {s}orrow, and
<bkl 1320><tl 0>the louers fained
<bkl 1321><tl 0>mirth. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1322><tl 1><f 2bki>C<f bl>E{s}ar, when that the traytour of Egypt
<bkl 1323><tl 2>With thono{r}able hed did him p{r}e{s}ent,
<bkl 1324><tl 3>Coueryng his hartes gladne{{s}{s}}e, did rep{r}e{s}ent
<bkl 1325><tl 4>Plaint with his teares outward, as it is w{r}it.
<bkl 1326><tl 5>Eke Hannibal, when fo{r}tune him out{{s}h}yt
<bkl 1327><tl 6>Clene from his reigne, and from all his entent,
<bkl 1328><tl 7>Laught to his folke, whom {s}o{r}ow did to{r}ment,
<bkl 1329><tl 8>His cruel de{s}pite fo{r} to di{s}go{r}ge and quit.
<bkl 1330><tl 9>So chanceth me, that euery pa{{s}{s}}ion
<bkl 1331><tl 10>The minde hideth by colour contrary,
<bkl 1332><tl 11>With fayned vi{s}age, now {s}ad, now mery.
<bkl 1333><tl 12>Wherby, if that I laugh at any {s}ea{s}on:
<bkl 1334><tl 13>It is becau{s}e I haue none other way
<bkl 1335><tl 14>To cloke my care, but vnder {s}po{r}t and play.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Eche man me telth><pmdv1 poem46>
<bkl 1336><tl 0>Of change in minde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1337><tl 1><f 2bki>E<f bl>Che man me telth, I change mo{{s}t} my deui{s}e:
<bkl 1338><tl 2>And, on my faith, me thinke it good rea{s}on
<bkl 1339><tl 3>To change purpo{s}e, like after the {s}ea{s}on.
<bkl 1340><tl 4>Fo{r} in ech ca{s}e to kepe {{s}t}ill one gui{s}e
<bkl 1341><tl 5>Is mete fo{r} them, that would be taken wi{s}e.
<bkl 1342><tl 6>And I am not of {s}uch maner condicion:
<bkl 1343><tl 7>But treated after a diuers fa{{s}h}ion:
<bkl 1344><tl 8>And therupon my diuer{s}ne{{s}{s}}e doth ri{s}e.
<bkl 1345><tl 9>But you, this diuer{s}ne{{s}{s}}e that blamen mo{{s}t},
<bkl 1346><tl 10>Change you no mo{r}e, but {{s}t}ill after one rate
<bkl 1347><tl 11>Treat you me well: and kepe you in that {{s}t}ate.
<bkl 1348><tl 12>And while with me doth dwell this weried go{{s}t},
<bkl 1349><tl 13>My wo{r}d no{r} I {{s}h}all not be variable,
<bkl 1350><tl 14>But alwaies one, your owne both firme and {{s}t}able.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Some fowles there be><pmdv1 poem47>
<bkl 1351><tl 0>How the louer peri{s}heth in his
<bkl 1352><tl 0>delight, as the flie in
<bkl 1353><tl 0>the fire. <f bl>                       <tl 0><bkt catchw> Some

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<bkl 1354><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1355><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ome fowles there be, that haue {s}o perfit {s}ight
<bkl 1356><tl 2>Again{{s}t} the {s}unne their eies fo{r} to defend:
<bkl 1357><tl 3>And {s}ome, becau{s}e the light doth them o{ff}end,
<bkl 1358><tl 4>Neuer appeare, but in the darke, o{r} night.
<bkl 1359><tl 5>Other reioyce, to {s}e the fire {s}o b{r}yght,
<bkl 1360><tl 6>And wene to play in it, as they p{r}etend:
<bkl 1361><tl 7>But find contrary of it, that they intend.
<bkl 1362><tl 8>Alas, of that {s}o{r}t may I be, by right.
<bkl 1363><tl 9>Fo{r} to with{{s}t}and her loke I am not able:
<bkl 1364><tl 10>Yet can I not hide me in no dark place:
<bkl 1365><tl 11>So foloweth me rememb{r}ance of that face:
<bkl 1366><tl 12>That with my teary eyn, {s}wolne, and vn{{s}t}able,
<bkl 1367><tl 13>My de{{s}t}eny to beholde her doth me lead:
<bkl 1368><tl 14>And yet I knowe, I runne into the glead.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Because I still kept thee><pmdv1 poem48>
<bkl 1369><tl 0>Again{{s}t} his tong that failed to
<bkl 1370><tl 0>vtter his {s}utes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1371><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Ecau{s}e I {{s}t}ill kept thee fro lyes, and blame,
<bkl 1372><tl 2>And to my power alwayes thee honoured,
<bkl 1373><tl 3>Vnkind tongue, to yll ha{{s}t} thou me rend{r}ed,
<bkl 1374><tl 4>Fo{r} {s}uch de{s}ert to do me w{r}eke and {{s}h}ame.
<bkl 1375><tl 5>In nede of {s}uccour mo{{s}t} when that I am,
<bkl 1376><tl 6>To a{s}ke reward: thou {{s}t}and{{s}t} like one afraied,
<bkl 1377><tl 7>Alway mo{{s}t} cold: and if one wo{r}d be {s}ayd,
<bkl 1378><tl 8>As in a d{r}eame, vnperfit is the {s}ame.
<bkl 1379><tl 9>And ye {s}alt teares, agayn{{s}t} my wyll eche nyght,
<bkl 1380><tl 10>That are wyth me, when I would be alone:
<bkl 1381><tl 11>Then are ye gone, when I {{s}h}ould make my mone.
<bkl 1382><tl 12>And ye {s}o ready {s}ighes, to make me {{s}h}{r}ight,
<bkl 1383><tl 13>Then are ye {{s}l}acke, when that ye {{s}h}ould out{{s}t}art.
<bkl 1384><tl 14>And onely doth my loke declare my hart.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle I find no peace><pmdv1 poem49>
<bkl 1385><tl 0>De{s}cription of the contra{\-}
<bkl 1386><tl 0>rious pa{{s}{s}}ions in a
<bkl 1387><tl 0>louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1388><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Find no peace, and all my warre is done:
<bkl 1389><tl 2>I feare, and hope: I burne, and fre{s}e like y{s}e:

<bkl 1390><tl 0><bkt sig> E.iii.                       <bkt catchw> I

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<bkl 1391><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1392><tl 3>I {fl}ye aloft, yet can I not ari{s}e:
<bkl 1393><tl 4>And nought I haue, and all the wo{r}lde I {s}ea{s}on.
<bkl 1394><tl 5>That lockes no{r} lo{s}eth, holdeth me in p{r}y{s}on,
<bkl 1395><tl 6>And holdes me not, yet can I {s}cape no wi{s}e:
<bkl 1396><tl 7>No{r} lettes me lyue, no{r} dye, at my deui{s}e,
<bkl 1397><tl 8>And yet of death it geueth me occa{s}ion.
<bkl 1398><tl 9>Without eye I {s}e, without tong I playne:
<bkl 1399><tl 10>I wi{{s}h} to pery{{s}h}, yet I a{s}ke fo{r} helth:
<bkl 1400><tl 11>I loue another, and thus I hate my {s}elfe.
<bkl 1401><tl 12>I fede me in {s}o{r}ow, and laugh in all my payne.
<bkl 1402><tl 13>Lo, thus di{s}plea{s}eth me both death and life.
<bkl 1403><tl 14>And my delight is cau{s}er of this {{s}t}rife.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle My galley charged><pmdv1 poem50>
<bkl 1404><tl 0>The louer compareth his {{s}t}ate
<bkl 1405><tl 0>to a {s}hippe in perilous {{s}t}orme
<bkl 1406><tl 0>to{{s}{s}}ed on the {s}ea. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1407><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y galley charged with fo{r}getfulne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1408><tl 2>Th{r}ough {{s}h}arpe {s}eas, in winter nightes doth pa{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1409><tl 3>Twene rocke, and rocke: and eke my fo (alas)
<bkl 1410><tl 4>That is my lo{r}d, {{s}t}ereth with cruelne{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1411><tl 5>And euery houre, a thought in readine{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1412><tl 6>As though that death were light, in {s}uch a ca{s}e.
<bkl 1413><tl 7>An endle{{s}{s}}e wynd doth teare the {s}ayle apace
<bkl 1414><tl 8>Of fo{r}ced {s}ighes, and tru{{s}t}y fearfulne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1415><tl 9>A rayne of teares, a clowde of darke di{s}dayne
<bkl 1416><tl 10>Haue done the weried coardes great hinderance,
<bkl 1417><tl 11>W{r}ethed with errour, and wyth igno{r}ance.
<bkl 1418><tl 12>The {{s}t}arres be hidde, that leade me to this payne.
<bkl 1419><tl 13>D{r}ownde is rea{s}on that {{s}h}ould be my comfo{r}t:
<bkl 1420><tl 14>And I remayne, di{s}pearyng of the po{r}t.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Avisyng the bright beames><pmdv1 poem51>
<bkl 1421><tl 0>Of douteous loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1422><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Vi{s}yng the b{r}ight beames of tho{s}e fay{r}e eyes,
<bkl 1423><tl 2>Where he abides that mine oft moi{{s}t}es and wa{{s}h}eth:
<bkl 1424><tl 3>The weried mynd {{s}t}reight from the hart departeth,
<bkl 1425><tl 4>To re{{s}t} within hys wo{r}ldly Paradi{s}e,

<bkl 1426><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 39><fol E4r><f i>
<bkl 1427><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1428><tl 5>And bitter findes the {s}wete, vnder this gy{s}e.
<bkl 1429><tl 6>What webbes there he hath w{r}ought, well he perceaueth
<bkl 1430><tl 7>Wherby then with him {s}elf on loue he playneth,
<bkl 1431><tl 8>That {s}purs wyth fire, and b{r}ydleth eke with y{s}e.
<bkl 1432><tl 9>In {s}uch extremity thus is he b{r}ought:
<bkl 1433><tl 10>Fro{s}en now cold, and now he {{s}t}andes in {fl}ame:
<bkl 1434><tl 11>Twixt wo, and welth: betwixt earne{{s}t}, and game:
<bkl 1435><tl 12>With {s}eldome glad, and many a diuers thought:
<bkl 1436><tl 13>In {s}o{r}e repentance of hys hardine{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1437><tl 14>Of {s}uch a roote lo cometh frute frutele{{s}{s}}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r><stitle They flee from me><pmdv1 poem52>
<bkl 1438><tl ->The louer {s}heweth how he is
<bkl 1439>for{s}aken of {s}uch as he {s}om{\-}
<bkl 1440>time enioyed. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1441><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Hey {fl}ee from me, that {s}omtime did me {s}eke
<bkl 1442><tl 2>With naked fote {{s}t}alkyng within my chamber.
<bkl 1443><tl 3>Once haue I {s}een them gentle, tame, and meke,
<bkl 1444><tl 4>That now are wild, and do not once remember
<bkl 1445><tl 5>That {s}ometyme they haue put them {s}elues in danger,
<bkl 1446><tl 6>To take b{r}ead at my hand, and now they range,
<bkl 1447><tl 7>Bu{s}ily {s}ekyng in continuall change.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1448><tl 8>Thanked be fo{r}tune, it hath bene otherwi{s}e
<bkl 1449><tl 9>Twenty tymes better: but once e{s}peciall,
<bkl 1450><tl 10>In thinne aray, after a plea{s}ant gy{s}e,
<bkl 1451><tl 11>When her loo{s}e gowne did from her {{s}h}oulders fall,
<bkl 1452><tl 12>And {{s}h}e me caught in her armes long and {s}mall,
<bkl 1453><tl 13>And therwithall, {s}o {s}wetely did me ky{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1454><tl 14>And {s}oftly {s}ayd: deare hart, how like you this?
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1455><tl 15>It was no d{r}eame: fo{r} I lay b{r}oade awakyng.
<bkl 1456><tl 16>But all is turnde now th{r}ough my gentlene{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1457><tl 17>Into a bitter fa{{s}h}ion of fo{r}{s}akyng:
<bkl 1458><tl 18>And I haue leaue to go of her goodne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1459><tl 19>And {{s}h}e al{s}o to v{s}e newfanglene{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1460><tl 20>But, {s}ins that I vnkyndly {s}o am {s}erued:
<bkl 1461><tl 21>How like you this, what hath {{s}h}e now de{s}erued?

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Madame, withouten many wordes><pmdv1 poem53>
<bkl 1462><tl 0>To a ladie to an{s}were directly
<bkl 1463><tl 0>with yea or nay. <f bl>

<bkl 1464><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Madame

<page.break><page 40><fol E4v><f i>
<bkl 1465><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1466><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Adame, withouten many wo{r}des:
<bkl 1467><tl 2>Once I am {s}ure, you will, o{r} no.
<bkl 1468><tl 3>And if you will: then leaue your boo{r}des,
<bkl 1469><tl 4>And v{s}e your wit, and {{s}h}ew it {s}o:
<bkl 1470><tl 5>Fo{r} with a beck you {{s}h}all me call.
<bkl 1471><tl 6>And if of one, that burns alway,
<bkl 1472><tl 7>Ye haue pity o{r} ruth at all:
<bkl 1473><tl 8>An{s}wer hym fayer with yea, o{r} nay.
<bkl 1474><tl 9>If it be yea: I {{s}h}all be faine.
<bkl 1475><tl 10>Yf it be nay: frendes, as befo{r}e.
<bkl 1476><tl 11>You {{s}h}all another man obtayn:
<bkl 1477><tl 12>And I mine owne, and yours no%mo{r}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Alas, Madame><pmdv1 poem54>
<bkl 1478><tl 0>To his loue whom he
<bkl 1479><tl 0>had ki{{s}{s}}ed again{{s}t}
<bkl 1480><tl 0>her will. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1481><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Las, Madame, fo{r} {{s}t}ealing of a ki{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1482><tl 2>Haue I {s}o much your mynde therin o{ff}ended?
<bkl 1483><tl 3>O{r} haue I done {s}o greuou{s}ly ami{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1484><tl 4>That by no meanes, it may not be amended?
<bkl 1485><tl 5>Reuenge you then, the redie{{s}t} way is this:
<bkl 1486><tl 6>Another ki{{s}{s}}e my life it {{s}h}all haue ended.
<bkl 1487><tl 7>Fo{r}, to my mouth the fir{{s}t} my hart did {s}uck:
<bkl 1488><tl 8>The next {{s}h}all clene out of my b{r}e{{s}t} it pluck.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The wandring gadling><pmdv1 poem55>
<bkl 1489><tl 0>Of the Ielous man that loued
<bkl 1490><tl 0>the {s}ame woman and e{s}pied
<bkl 1491><tl 0>this other {s}itting
<bkl 1492><tl 0>with her. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1493><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He wand{r}ing gadling, in the {s}ommer tyde,
<bkl 1494><tl 2>That findes the Adder with his rechle{{s}{s}}e foote
<bkl 1495><tl 3>Startes not di{s}maid {s}o {s}odeinly a{s}ide,
<bkl 1496><tl 4>As iealous de{s}pite did, though there were no boote,
<bkl 1497><tl 5>When that he {s}aw me {s}itting by her {s}yde,
<bkl 1498><tl 6>That of my health is very crop, and roote.

<bkl 1499><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> It

<page.break><page 41><fol F1r><f i>
<bkl 1500><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1501><tl 7>It plea{s}ed me then to haue {s}o fay{r}e a grace,
<bkl 1502><tl 8>To {{s}t}yng the hart, that would haue had my place.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle What nedes these threatnyng woordes><pmdv1 poem56>
<bkl 1503><tl 0>To his loue from whom he hadd
<bkl 1504><tl 0>her gloues. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1505><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat nedes the{s}e th{r}eatnyng woo{r}des, and wa{{s}t}ed wynd?
<bkl 1506><tl 2>All this can not make me re{{s}t}o{r}e my p{r}ay,
<bkl 1507><tl 3>To robbe your good ywis is not my minde:
<bkl 1508><tl 4>No{r} cau{s}ele{{s}{s}}e your faire hand did I%di{s}play.
<bkl 1509><tl 5>Let loue be iudge: o{r} els whom next we finde:
<bkl 1510><tl 6>That may both hear, what you and I can {s}ay.
<bkl 1511><tl 7>She reft my hart: and I a gloue from her:
<bkl 1512><tl 8>Let vs {s}e then if one be wo{r}th the other.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Right true it is><pmdv1 poem57>
<bkl 1513><tl 0>Of the fained frend. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1514><tl 1><f 2bki>R<f bl>Ight true it is, and {s}ayd full yo{r}e ago:  
<bkl 1515><tl 2>Take hede of him, that by the backe thee claweth.
<bkl 1516><tl 3>Fo{r}, none is wo{r}{s}e, then is a frendly fo.
<bkl 1517><tl 4>Thought he {s}eme good, all thing that thee deliteth,
<bkl 1518><tl 5>Yet know it well, that in thy bo{s}ome crepeth.
<bkl 1519><tl 6>Fo{r}, many a man {s}uch fire oft times he kindleth:
<bkl 1520><tl 7>That with the bla{s}e his berd him {s}elf he {s}ingeth.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle It may be good><pmdv1 poem58>
<bkl 1521><tl 0>The louer taught, mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t}eth
<bkl 1522><tl 0>allurementes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1523><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>T may be good like it who li{{s}t}:
<bkl 1524><tl 2>But I do dout, who can me blame?
<bkl 1525><tl 3>Fo{r} oft a{{s}{s}}ured, yet haue I mi{{s}t}:
<bkl 1526><tl 4>And now againe I fear the {s}ame.
<bkl 1527><tl 5>The wo{r}des, that from your mouth la{{s}t} came,
<bkl 1528><tl 6>Of {s}odayn change make me aga{{s}t}.
<bkl 1529><tl 7>Fo{r} d{r}ead to fall, I {{s}t}and not fa{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1530><tl 8>Alas I tread an endle{{s}{s}}e ma{s}e:
<bkl 1531><tl 9>That {s}eke tacco{r}d two contraries:
<bkl 1532><tl 10>And hope thus {{s}t}yll, and nothing ha{s}e:

<bkl 1533><tl 0><bkt sig> F                            <bkt catchw> Im{\-}

<page.break><page 42><fol F1v><f i>
<bkl 1534><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1535><tl 11>Imp{r}i{s}oned in liberties,
<bkl 1536><tl 12>As one vnheard, and {{s}t}yll that cryes:
<bkl 1537><tl 13>Alwayes thir{{s}t}y, and naught doth ta{{s}t}e,
<bkl 1538><tl 14>Fo{r} d{r}eade to fall, I {{s}t}and not fa{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1539><tl 15>A{{s}{s}}ured I dout I be not {s}ure,
<bkl 1540><tl 16>Should I then tru{{s}t} vnto {s}uch {s}uretie?
<bkl 1541><tl 17>That oft haue put the p{r}oufe in v{r}e,
<bkl 1542><tl 18>And neuer yet haue found it tru{{s}t}ie?
<bkl 1543><tl 19>Nay {s}y{r} in fayth, it were great folly.
<bkl 1544><tl 20>And yet my life thus do I wa{{s}t}e,
<bkl 1545><tl 21>Fo{r} d{r}eade to fall I {{s}t}and not fa{{s}t}.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Resownde my voyce ye woodes><pmdv1 poem59>
<bkl 1546><tl 0>The louer complayneth that his
<bkl 1547><tl 0>loue doth not pitie him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1548><tl 1><f 2bki>R<f bl>E{s}ownde my voyce ye woodes, that heare me plaine:
<bkl 1549><tl 2>Both hilles and vales cau{s}yng re{fl}exion,
<bkl 1550><tl 3>And riuers eke, reco{r}d ye of my paine:
<bkl 1551><tl 4>Which haue oft fo{r}ced ye by compa{{s}{s}}ion,
<bkl 1552><tl 5>As iudges lo to heare my exclamacion.
<bkl 1553><tl 6>Amonge whom, {s}uch (I finde) yet doth remaine.
<bkl 1554><tl 7>Where I it {s}eke, alas, there is di{s}daine.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1555><tl 8>Oft ye riuers, to hear my wofull {s}ounde,
<bkl 1556><tl 9>Haue {{s}t}opt your cours, and plainely to exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1557><tl 10>Many a teare by moi{{s}t}ure of the grounde
<bkl 1558><tl 11>The earth hath wept to hear my heauine{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1559><tl 12>Which cau{s}ele{{s}{s}}e I endure without red{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1560><tl 13>The hugy okes haue ro{r}ed in the winde,
<bkl 1561><tl 14>Ech thing me thought complayning in their kinde.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1562><tl 15>Why then alas doth not {{s}h}e on me rew,
<bkl 1563><tl 16>O{r} is her hart {s}o hard that no pitie
<bkl 1564><tl 17>May in it {s}inke, my ioye fo{r} to renew?
<bkl 1565><tl 18>O {{s}t}ony hart who hath thus framed thee
<bkl 1566><tl 19>So cruell? that art cloked with beauty,
<bkl 1567><tl 20>That from thee may no grace to me p{r}ocede,
<bkl 1568><tl 21>But as reward death fo{r} to be my mede.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle In fayth I wot not what to say><pmdv1 poem60>
<bkl 1569><tl 0>The louer reioy{s}eth again{{s}t} fortune
<bkl 1570><tl 0>that by hindering his {s}ute had
<bkl 1571><tl 0>happily made him for{s}ake
<bkl 1572><tl 0>his folly. <f bl>                      <tl 0><bkt catchw> If

<page.break><page 43><fol F2r><f i>
<bkl 1573><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1574><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N fayth I wot not what to {s}ay,
<bkl 1575><tl 2>Thy chaunces ben {s}o wonderous,
<bkl 1576><tl 3>Thou fo{r}tune with thy diuers play
<bkl 1577><tl 4>That mak{{s}t} the ioyfull dolourous,
<bkl 1578><tl 5>And eke the {s}ame right ioyous.
<bkl 1579><tl 6>Yet though thy chayne hath me enw{r}apt,
<bkl 1580><tl 7>Spite of thy hap, hap hath well hapt.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1581><tl 8>Though thou ha{{s}t} {s}et me fo{r} a wonder,
<bkl 1582><tl 9>And {s}eke{{s}t} by change to do me payne:
<bkl 1583><tl 10>Mens mindes yet may{{s}t} thou not {s}o o{r}der,
<bkl 1584><tl 11>Fo{r} hone{{s}t}ie if it remayne,
<bkl 1585><tl 12>Shall {{s}h}ine fo{r} all thy cloudy rayne.
<bkl 1586><tl 13>In vayne thou {s}eke{{s}t} to haue me trapt,
<bkl 1587><tl 14>Spite of thy hap, hap hath well hapt.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1588><tl 15>In hind{r}yng me, me did{{s}t} thou further,
<bkl 1589><tl 16>And made a gap where was a {{s}t}yle.
<bkl 1590><tl 17>Cruell willes ben oft put vnder,
<bkl 1591><tl 18>Wenyng to lower, then did{{s}t} thou {s}mile.
<bkl 1592><tl 19>Lo{r}d, how thy {s}elfe thou did{{s}t} begyle,
<bkl 1593><tl 20>That in thy cares would{{s}t} me haue w{r}apt?
<bkl 1594><tl 21>But {s}pite of thy hap, hap hath well hapt.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Farewell the hart of crueltie><pmdv1 poem61>
<bkl 1595><tl 0>A renouncing of hardly
<bkl 1596><tl 0>e{s}caped loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1597><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Arewell the hart of crueltie.
<bkl 1598><tl 2>Though that with payne my libertie
<bkl 1599><tl 3>Deare haue I bought, and wofully
<bkl 1600><tl 4>Fini{{s}h}t my fearfull tragedy.
<bkl 1601><tl 5>Of fo{r}ce I mu{{s}t} fo{r}{s}ake {s}uch plea{s}ure:
<bkl 1602><tl 6>A good cau{s}e iu{{s}t}, {s}ins I endure
<bkl 1603><tl 7>Therby my wo, whiche be ye {s}ure,
<bkl 1604><tl 8>Shall therwith go me to recure.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1605><tl 9>I fare as one e{s}capt that {fl}eeth,
<bkl 1606><tl 10>Glad he is gone, and yet {{s}t}yll feareth
<bkl 1607><tl 11>Spied to be caught, and {s}o d{r}edeth
<bkl 1608><tl 12>That he fo{r} nought his paine le{s}eth.
<bkl 1609><tl 13>In ioyfull payne reioyce my hart,
<bkl 1610><tl 14>Thus to {s}u{{s}t}aine of ech a part.

<bkl 1611><tl 0><bkt sig> F.ii.                        <bkt catchw> Let

<page.break><page 44><fol F2v><f i>
<bkl 1612><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1613><tl 15>Let not this {s}ong from thee a{{s}t}art.
<bkl 1614><tl 16>Welcome among my plea{s}ant {s}mart.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The restfull place><pmdv1 poem62>
<bkl 1615><tl 0>The louer to his bed, with
<bkl 1616><tl 0>de{s}cribing of his vnquiet
<bkl 1617><tl 0>{{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1618><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He re{{s}t}full place, renewer of my {s}mart:
<bkl 1619><tl 2>The labours {s}alue, encrea{s}yng my {s}o{r}ow:
<bkl 1620><tl 3>The bodyes ea{s}e, and troubler of my hart:
<bkl 1621><tl 4>Quieter of minde, myne vnquiet fo:
<bkl 1622><tl 5>Fo{r}getter of payne, rememb{r}er of my wo:
<bkl 1623><tl 6>The place of {{s}l}epe, wherin I do but wake:
<bkl 1624><tl 7>Be{s}p{r}ent with teares, my bed, I thee fo{r}{s}ake.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1625><tl 8>The fro{{s}t}y {s}nowes may not red{r}e{{s}{s}}e my heat:
<bkl 1626><tl 9>No{r} heat of {s}unne abate my feruent cold.
<bkl 1627><tl 10>I know nothing to ea{s}e my paynes {s}o great.
<bkl 1628><tl 11>Ech cure cau{s}eth encrea{s}e by twenty fold,
<bkl 1629><tl 12>Renewyng cares vpon my {s}o{r}owes old.
<bkl 1630><tl 13>Such ouerthwart e{ff}ectes in me they make.
<bkl 1631><tl 14>Be{s}p{r}ent with teares my bedde fo{r} to fo{r}{s}ake.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1632><tl 15>But all fo{r} nought: I finde no better ea{s}e
<bkl 1633><tl 16>In bed, o{r} out. This mo{{s}t} cau{s}eth my paine:
<bkl 1634><tl 17>Where I do {s}eke how be{{s}t} that I may plea{s}e,
<bkl 1635><tl 18>My lo{{s}t} labour (alas) is all in vaine.
<bkl 1636><tl 19>My hart once {s}et, I can not it refrayne.
<bkl 1637><tl 20>No place from me my grief away can take.
<bkl 1638><tl 21>Wherfo{r}e with teares, my bed, I thee fo{r}{s}ake.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle From these hie hilles><pmdv1 poem63>
<bkl 1639><tl 0>Compari{s}on of loue to a {{s}t}reame
<bkl 1640><tl 0>falling from the Alpes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1641><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Rom the{s}e hie hilles as when a {s}p{r}ing doth fall,
<bkl 1642><tl 2>It trilleth downe with {{s}t}ill and {s}uttle cour{s}e,
<bkl 1643><tl 3>Of this and that it gathers ay and {{s}h}all,
<bkl 1644><tl 4>Till it haue iu{{s}t} down{fl}owed to {{s}t}reame and fo{r}ce:
<bkl 1645><tl 5>Then at the fote it rageth ouer all.
<bkl 1646><tl 6>So fareth loue, when he hath tane a {s}our{s}e.
<bkl 1647><tl 7>Rage is his raine. Re{s}i{{s}t}ance vayleth none.
<bkl 1648><tl 8>The fir{{s}t} e{s}chue is remedy alone.

<bkl 1649><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Wiates

<page.break><page 45><fol F3r><f i>
<bkl 1650><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Myne olde dere enmy><pmdv1 poem64>
<bkl 1651><tl 0>wiates complaint vpon
<bkl 1652><tl 0>Loue, to Rea{s}on: with
<bkl 1653><tl 0>Loues an{s}wer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1654><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Yne olde dere enmy, my froward mai{{s}t}er,
<bkl 1655><tl 2>Afo{r}e that Quene, I cau{s}de to be accited,
<bkl 1656><tl 3>Which holdeth the diuine part of our nature,
<bkl 1657><tl 4>That, like as golde, in fire he mought be tryed.
<bkl 1658><tl 5>Charged with dolour, there I me p{r}e{s}ented
<bkl 1659><tl 6>With ho{r}rible feare, as one that greatly d{r}edeth
<bkl 1660><tl 7>A w{r}ongfull death, and iu{{s}t}ice alway {s}eketh.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1661><tl 8>And thus I {s}ayd: once my left foot#e, Madame,
<bkl 1662><tl 9>When I was yong, I {s}et within his reigne:
<bkl 1663><tl 10>Wherby other than fierly burning flame
<bkl 1664><tl 11>I neuer felt, but many a greuous pain.
<bkl 1665><tl 12>To{r}ment I {s}u{ff}red, angre, and di{s}dain:
<bkl 1666><tl 13>That mine opp{r}e{{s}{s}}ed pacience was pa{{s}t},
<bkl 1667><tl 14>And I mine owne life hated, at the la{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1668><tl 15>Thus hitherto haue I my time pa{{s}{s}}ed
<bkl 1669><tl 16>In pain and {s}mart. What wayes p{r}ofitable:
<bkl 1670><tl 17>How many plea{s}ant dayes haue me e{s}caped,
<bkl 1671><tl 18>In {s}eruing this fal{s}e lyer {s}o deceauable?
<bkl 1672><tl 19>What wit haue wo{r}des {s}o p{r}e{{s}t}, and fo{r}ceable,
<bkl 1673><tl 20>That may conteyn my great mi{{s}h}appine{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1674><tl 21>And iu{{s}t} complaintes of his vngentlene{{s}{s}}e?
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 1675><tl 22>So {s}mall hony, much aloes, and gall,
<bkl 1676><tl 23>In bitterne{{s}{s}}e, my blinde life hath yta{{s}t}ed.
<bkl 1677><tl 24>His fal{s}e {s}emblance, that turneth as a ball:
<bkl 1678><tl 25>With fair and amo{r}ous daunce, made me be traced,
<bkl 1679><tl 26>And, where I had my thought, and mynde araced,
<bkl 1680><tl 27>From earthly frailne{{s}{s}}e, and from vayn plea{s}ure,
<bkl 1681><tl 28>Me from my re{{s}t} he toke, and {s}et in errour:
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 1682><tl 29>God made he me regard le{{s}{s}}e, than I ought,
<bkl 1683><tl 30>And to my {s}elf to take right litle hede:
<bkl 1684><tl 31>And fo{r} a woman haue I {s}et at nought
<bkl 1685><tl 32>All other thoughtes: in this onely to {s}pede.
<bkl 1686><tl 33>And he was onely coun{s}eler of this dede:
<bkl 1687><tl 34>Whettyng alwayes my youthly frayle de{s}ire
<bkl 1688><tl 35>On cruell whet{{s}t}on, tempered with fire.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 1689><tl 36>But (Oh alas) where, had I euer wit?

<bkl 1690><tl 0><bkt sig> F.iii.                       <bkt catchw> O{r}

<page.break><page 46><fol F3v><f i>
<bkl 1691><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1692><tl 37>O{r} other gift, geuen to me of nature?
<bkl 1693><tl 38>That {s}ooner {{s}h}al%be changed my weried {s}p{r}ite:
<bkl 1694><tl 39>Then the ob{{s}t}inate wyll, that is my ruler.
<bkl 1695><tl 40>So robbeth he my fredom with di{s}plea{s}ure,
<bkl 1696><tl 41>This wicked traytour, whom I thus accu{s}e:
<bkl 1697><tl 42>That bitter life hath turned in plea{s}ant v{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 1698><tl 43>He hath me ha{{s}t}ed, tho{r}ough diuers regions:
<bkl 1699><tl 44>Th{r}ough de{s}ert wodes, and {{s}h}arp hye mountaines:
<bkl 1700><tl 45>Th{r}ough froward people, and th{r}ough bitter pa{{s}{s}}ions:
<bkl 1701><tl 46>Th{r}ough rocky {s}eas, and ouer hilles and plaines:
<bkl 1702><tl 47>With wery trauell, and with labo{r}ous paynes:
<bkl 1703><tl 48>Alwayes in trouble and in tediou{s}ne{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1704><tl 49>All in errour, and dangerous di{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e,
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 1705><tl 50>But nother he, no{r} {{s}h}e, my tother fo,
<bkl 1706><tl 51>Fo{r} all my flight, dyd euer me fo{r}{s}ake:
<bkl 1707><tl 52>That though my timely death hath been to {s}low
<bkl 1708><tl 53>That me as yet, it hath not ouertake:
<bkl 1709><tl 54>The heauenly goddes of pity doe it {s}lake.
<bkl 1710><tl 55>And, note they this his cruell tiranny,
<bkl 1711><tl 56>That fedes him, with my care, and mi{s}ery.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 1712><tl 57>Since I was his, hower re{{s}t}ed I neuer,
<bkl 1713><tl 58>No{r} loke to do: and eke the waky nightes
<bkl 1714><tl 59>The bani{{s}h}ed {s}lepe may in no wi{s}e recouer.
<bkl 1715><tl 60>By guile, and fo{r}ce, ouer my th{r}alled {s}p{r}ites,
<bkl 1716><tl 61>He is ruler: {s}ince which bel neuer {{s}t}rikes,
<bkl 1717><tl 62>That I heare not as {s}ounding to renue
<bkl 1718><tl 63>My plaintes. Him{s}elf, he knoweth, that I {s}ay true.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 1719><tl 64>Fo{r}, neuer wo{r}mes olde rotten {{s}t}ocke haue eaten:
<bkl 1720><tl 65>As he my hart, where he is re{s}ident,
<bkl 1721><tl 66>And doth the%{s}ame with death dayly th{r}eaten.
<bkl 1722><tl 67>Thence come the teares, and thence the bitter to{r}ment:
<bkl 1723><tl 68>The {s}ighes: the wo{r}des, and eke the langui{{s}h}ment:
<bkl 1724><tl 69>That noy both me, and parauenture other.
<bkl 1725><tl 70>Iudge thou: that knowe{{s}t} the one, and eke the tother.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 1726><tl 71>Mine aduer{s}air, with {s}uch greuous rep{r}oofe,
<bkl 1727><tl 72>Thus he began. Heare Lady, thother part:
<bkl 1728><tl 73>That the plain troth, from which he d{r}aweth aloofe,
<bkl 1729><tl 74>This vnkinde man may {{s}h}ew, ere that I part.
<bkl 1730><tl 75>In his yong age, I toke him from that art,
<bkl 1731><tl 76>That {s}elleth wo{r}des, and makes a clatteryng Knight:
<bkl 1732><tl 77>And of my wealth I gaue him the delight.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 1733><tl 78>Now {{s}h}ames he not on me fo{r} to complain,

<bkl 1734><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> That

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<bkl 1735><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1736><tl 79>That held him euermo{r}e in plea{s}ant gain,
<bkl 1737><tl 80>From his de{s}y{r}e, that might haue been his payn.
<bkl 1738><tl 81>Yet therby alone I b{r}ought him to {s}ome frame:
<bkl 1739><tl 82>Which now, as w{r}etchednes, he doth {s}o blame:
<bkl 1740><tl 83>And towarde hono{r} quickned I his wit:
<bkl 1741><tl 84>Where:as[[sic 'Whereas']] a da{s}kard els he mought haue {s}it.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 1742><tl 85>He knoweth, how grete Atride that made Troy freat,
<bkl 1743><tl 86>And Hanniball, to Rome {s}o troubelous:
<bkl 1744><tl 87>Whom Homer hono{r}ed, Achilles that great,
<bkl 1745><tl 88>And Tha{ff}ricane Scipion the famous:
<bkl 1746><tl 89>And many other, by much nurture glo{r}ious:
<bkl 1747><tl 90>Who{s}e fame, and hono{r} did b{r}ing them aboue:
<bkl 1748><tl 91>I did let fall in ba{s}e di{{s}h}one{{s}t} loue.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 1749><tl 92>And vnto him, though he vnwo{r}thy were:
<bkl 1750><tl 93>I cho{s}e the be{{s}t} of many a Milion:
<bkl 1751><tl 94>That, vnder {s}onne yet neuer was her pere,
<bkl 1752><tl 95>Of wi{s}dom, womanhod, and of di{s}crecion:
<bkl 1753><tl 96>And of my grace I gaue her {s}uch a facion,
<bkl 1754><tl 97>And eke {s}uch way I taught her fo{r} to teache,
<bkl 1755><tl 98>That neuer ba{s}e thought his hart {s}o hye might reche,
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 1756><tl 99>Euermo{r}e thus to content his mai{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1757><tl 100>That was his onely frame of hone{{s}t}y,
<bkl 1758><tl 101>I {{s}t}irred him {{s}t}ill, toward gentlene{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1759><tl 102>And cau{s}de him to regard fidelity.
<bkl 1760><tl 103>Pacience I taught him in aduer{s}ity.
<bkl 1761><tl 104>Such vertues learned, he in my great {s}chole:
<bkl 1762><tl 105>Wherof repenteth, now the igno{r}ant foole.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 1763><tl 106>The{s}e, were the {s}ame deceites, and bitter gall,
<bkl 1764><tl 107>That I haue v{s}ed, the to{r}ment, and the anger:
<bkl 1765><tl 108>Sweter, then euer dyd to other fall,
<bkl 1766><tl 109>Of right good {s}ede yll frute loe thus I gather.
<bkl 1767><tl 110>And {s}o {{s}h}all he, that the vnkinde dothe further.
<bkl 1768><tl 111>A Serpent nouri{{s}h} I vnder my wing:
<bkl 1769><tl 112>And now of nature, ginneth he to {{s}t}yng.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 1770><tl 113>And fo{r} to tell, at la{{s}t}, my great {s}erui{s}e.
<bkl 1771><tl 114>From thou{s}and di{{s}h}one{{s}t}ies haue I him d{r}awen:
<bkl 1772><tl 115>That, by my meanes, him in no maner wy{s}e.
<bkl 1773><tl 116>Neuer vile plea{s}ure once hath ouerth{r}owen.
<bkl 1774><tl 117>Where, in his dede, {{s}h}ame hath him alwaies gnawen:
<bkl 1775><tl 118>Doutyng repo{r}t, that {{s}h}ould come to her eare:
<bkl 1776><tl 119>Whom now he blames, her wonted he to feare.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 1777><tl 120>What euer he hath of any hone{{s}t} cu{{s}t}ome:

<bkl 1778><tl 0><bkt sig> F.iiii,                      <bkt catchw> Of

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<bkl 1779><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1780><tl 121>Of her, and me: that holdes he euerywhit,
<bkl 1781><tl 122>But, lo, yet neuer was there nightly fantome
<bkl 1782><tl 123>So farre in errour, as he is from his wit.
<bkl 1783><tl 124>To plain on vs, he {{s}t}riueth with the bit,
<bkl 1784><tl 125>Which may rule him, and do him ea{s}e, and pain:
<bkl 1785><tl 126>And in one hower, make all his grief his gayn.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 1786><tl 127>But, one thing yet there is, aboue all other:
<bkl 1787><tl 128>I gaue him winges, wherwith he might vpflie
<bkl 1788><tl 129>To hono{r}, and fame: and if he would to higher
<bkl 1789><tl 130>Than mo{r}tall thinges, aboue the {{s}t}arry {s}kie:
<bkl 1790><tl 131>Con{s}idering the plea{s}ure, that an eye
<bkl 1791><tl 132>Might geue in earth, by rea{s}on of the loue:
<bkl 1792><tl 133>What {{s}h}ould that be that la{{s}t}eth {{s}t}ill aboue?
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 1793><tl 134>And he the {s}ame him{s}elf hath {s}ayd, ere this.
<bkl 1794><tl 135>But, now, fo{r}gotten is both that and I,
<bkl 1795><tl 136>That gaue her him, his onely wealth and bli{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1796><tl 137>And, at this wo{r}d, with dedly {{s}h}{r}eke and cry:
<bkl 1797><tl 138>Thou gaue her once: quod I, but by and by,
<bkl 1798><tl 139>Thou toke her ayen from me: that wo wo{r}th the.
<bkl 1799><tl 140>Not I but p{r}ice: mo{r}e wo{r}th than thou (quod he.)
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 1800><tl 141>At la{{s}t}: eche other fo{r} him{s}elf, concluded:
<bkl 1801><tl 142>I, trembling {{s}t}ill: but he, with {s}mall reuerence.
<bkl 1802><tl 143>Lo, thus, as we eche other haue accu{s}ed:
<bkl 1803><tl 144>Dere Lady: now we waite thyne onely {s}entence.
<bkl 1804><tl 145>She {s}miling, at the whi{{s}t}ed audience:
<bkl 1805><tl 146>It liketh me (quod {{s}h}e) to haue hard your que{{s}t}ion:
<bkl 1806><tl 147>But, lenger time doth a{s}k a re{s}olucion.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Maruell no more><pmdv1 poem65>
<bkl 1807><tl 0>The louers {s}orowfull {{s}t}ate maketh
<bkl 1808><tl 0>him write {s}orowfull {s}onges, but
<bkl 1809><tl 0>Souche his loue may
<bkl 1810><tl 0>change the%{s}ame. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1811><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Aruell no%mo{r}e altho
<bkl 1812><tl 2>The {s}onges, I {s}ing do mone:
<bkl 1813><tl 3>Fo{r} other lyfe then wo,
<bkl 1814><tl 4>I neuer p{r}oued none.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 1815><tl 5>And in my hart, al{s}o,
<bkl 1816><tl 6>Is grauen with letters depe
<bkl 1817><tl 7>A thou{s}and {s}ighes and mo:
<bkl 1818><tl 8>A flood of teares to wepe.             <tl 0><bkt catchw> How

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<bkl 1819><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 1820><tl 9>How may a man in {s}mart
<bkl 1821><tl 10>Finde matter to reioyce?
<bkl 1822><tl 11>How may a moo{r}nyng hart
<bkl 1823><tl 12>Set foo{r}th a plea{s}ant voice.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 1824><tl 13>Play who {s}o can, that part:
<bkl 1825><tl 14>Nedes mu{{s}t} in me appere:
<bkl 1826><tl 15>How fo{r}tune ouerthwart
<bkl 1827><tl 16>Doth cau{s}e my moo{r}ning chere.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 1828><tl 17>Perdy there is no man,
<bkl 1829><tl 18>If he {s}aw neuer {s}ight:
<bkl 1830><tl 19>That perfitly tell can
<bkl 1831><tl 20>The nature of the light.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 1832><tl 21>Alas: how {{s}h}ould I than,
<bkl 1833><tl 22>That neuer ta{{s}t}e but {s}ow{r}e:
<bkl 1834><tl 23>But do, as I began,
<bkl 1835><tl 24>Continually to low{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 1836><tl 25>But yet, perchance {s}ome chance
<bkl 1837><tl 26>May chance to change my tune:
<bkl 1838><tl 27>And, when (Souch) chance doth chance:
<bkl 1839><tl 28>Then, {{s}h}all I thank fo{r}tune?
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 1840><tl 29>And if I haue (Souch) chance:
<bkl 1841><tl 30>Perchance ere it be long:
<bkl 1842><tl 31>Fo{r} (Souch) a plea{s}ant chance,
<bkl 1843><tl 32>To {s}ing {s}ome plea{s}ant {s}ong.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Where shall I haue><pmdv1 poem66>
<bkl 1844><tl 0>The louer complaineth him{\-}
<bkl 1845><tl 0>{s}elf for{s}aken. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1846><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Here {{s}h}all I haue, at myne owne wyll,
<bkl 1847><tl 2>Teares to complain? Where {{s}h}all I fet
<bkl 1848><tl 3>Such {s}ighes? that I may {s}igh my fyll:
<bkl 1849><tl 4>And then agayne my plaintes repete.
<bkl 1850><tl 5>Fo{r}, though my plaint {{s}h}all haue none end:
<bkl 1851><tl 6>My teares cannot {s}u{ff}i{s}e my wo.
<bkl 1852><tl 7>To mone my harm, haue I no frend.
<bkl 1853><tl 8>Fo{r} fo{r}tunes frend is mi{{s}h}aps fo.
<bkl 1854><tl 9>Comfo{r}t (God wot) els haue I none:
<bkl 1855><tl 10>But in the winde to wa{{s}t} my wo{r}des,
<bkl 1856><tl 11>Nought moueth you my dedly mone:
<bkl 1857><tl 12>But {{s}t}il you turne it into bo{r}des.

<bkl 1858><tl 0><bkt sig> G.i.                         <bkt catchw> I

<page.break><page 50><fol G1v><f i>
<bkl 1859><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1860><tl 13>I {s}peake not, now, to moue your hart,
<bkl 1861><tl 14>That you {{s}h}ould rue vpon my payn:
<bkl 1862><tl 15>The {s}entence geuen may not reuert:
<bkl 1863><tl 16>I know, {s}uch labour were but vayn.
<bkl 1864><tl 17>But {s}ince that I fo{r} you (my dere)
<bkl 1865><tl 18>Haue lo{{s}t} that thyng, that was my be{{s}t}:
<bkl 1866><tl 19>A right {s}mall lo{{s}{s}}e it mu{{s}t} appere,
<bkl 1867><tl 20>To le{s}e the{s}e wo{r}des, and all the re{{s}t}.
<bkl 1868><tl 21>But, though they {s}parcle in the winde:
<bkl 1869><tl 22>Yet, {{s}h}all they {{s}h}ew your fal{s}ed faith:
<bkl 1870><tl 23>Which is returned to his kynde:
<bkl 1871><tl 24>Fo{r} lyke to like: the p{r}ouerb {s}ayeth,
<bkl 1872><tl 25>Fo{r}tune, and you did me auance.
<bkl 1873><tl 26>Me thought, I {s}wam, and could not d{r}owne:
<bkl 1874><tl 27>Happie{{s}t} of all, but my mi{s}chance
<bkl 1875><tl 28>Did lift me vp, to th{r}ow me downe.
<bkl 1876><tl 29>And you, with her, of cruelne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1877><tl 30>Dyd {s}et your foote vpon my neck,
<bkl 1878><tl 31>Me, and my welfare to opp{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1879><tl 32>Without o{ff}ence, your hart to w{r}eck,
<bkl 1880><tl 33>Where are your plea{s}ant wo{r}des? alas:
<bkl 1881><tl 34>Where is your faith? your {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e?
<bkl 1882><tl 35>There is no mo{r}e: but all doth pa{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 1883><tl 36>And I am left all comfo{r}tle{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1884><tl 37>But {s}ince {s}o much it doth you greue,
<bkl 1885><tl 38>And al{s}o me my w{r}etched life:
<bkl 1886><tl 39>Haue here my troth: Nought {{s}h}all releue,
<bkl 1887><tl 40>But death alone my w{r}etched {{s}t}rife.
<bkl 1888><tl 41>Therfo{r}e, farewell my life, my death,
<bkl 1889><tl 42>My gayn, my lo{{s}{s}}e: my {s}alue, my {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 1890><tl 43>Farewell al{s}o, with you my b{r}eath:
<bkl 1891><tl 44>Fo{r}, I am gone fo{r} euermo{r}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle She sat, and sowed><pmdv1 poem67>
<bkl 1892><tl 0>Of his loue that pricked
<bkl 1893><tl 0>her finger with a
<bkl 1894><tl 0>nedle. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1895><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>He {s}at, and {s}owed: that hath done me the w{r}ong:
<bkl 1896><tl 2>Wherof I plain, and haue done many a day:
<bkl 1897><tl 3>And, whil{{s}t} {{s}h}e herd my plaint, in piteous {s}ong:

<bkl 1898><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> She

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<bkl 1899><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 1900><tl 4>She wi{{s}h}t my hart%the {s}amplar, that it lay.
<bkl 1901><tl 5>The blinde mai{{s}t}er, whom I haue {s}erued {s}o long:
<bkl 1902><tl 6>Grudgyng to heare, that he did heare her {s}ay:
<bkl 1903><tl 7>Made her owne weapon do her finger blede:
<bkl 1904><tl 8>To fele, if p{r}icking wer {s}o good in dede.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle What man hath hard such cruelty><pmdv1 poem68>
<bkl 1905><tl 0>Of the%{s}ame. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1906><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat man hath hard {s}uch cruelty befo{r}e?
<bkl 1907><tl 2>That, when my plaint rememb{r}ed her my wo,
<bkl 1908><tl 3>That cau{s}ed it: {{s}h}e cruell mo{r}e, and mo{r}e,
<bkl 1909><tl 4>Wi{{s}h}ed eche {{s}t}itche, as {{s}h}e did {s}it, and {s}ow,
<bkl 1910><tl 5>Had p{r}ickt my hart, fo{r} to encrea{s}e my {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 1911><tl 6>And, as I think, {{s}h}e thought, it had bene {s}o.
<bkl 1912><tl 7>Fo{r} as {{s}h}e thought, this is his hart in dede:
<bkl 1913><tl 8>She p{r}icked hard: and made her {s}elf to blede.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Behold, Loue, thy power><pmdv1 poem69>
<bkl 1914><tl 0>Reque{{s}t} to Cupide, for re{\-}
<bkl 1915><tl 0>uenge of his vnkinde
<bkl 1916><tl 0>loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1917><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Ehold, Loue, thy power how {{s}h}e de{s}pi{s}eth:
<bkl 1918><tl 2>My greuous payn how litle {{s}h}e regardeth,
<bkl 1919><tl 3>The {s}olemne othe, wherof {{s}h}e takes no cure,
<bkl 1920><tl 4>B{r}oken {{s}h}e hath: and yet, {{s}h}e bydeth {s}ure,
<bkl 1921><tl 5>Right at her ea{s}e, and litle thee {{s}h}e d{r}edeth.
<bkl 1922><tl 6>Weaponed thou art, and {{s}h}e vnarmed {s}itteth:
<bkl 1923><tl 7>To the di{s}dainful, all her life {{s}h}e leadeth:
<bkl 1924><tl 8>To me {s}pitefull, without iu{{s}t} cau{s}e, o{r} mea{s}ure.
<bkl 1925><tl 9>Behold Loue, how p{r}oudly {{s}h}e triumpheth,
<bkl 1926><tl 10>I am in hold, but if thee pitie meueth:
<bkl 1927><tl 11>Go, bend thy bow, that {{s}t}ony hartes b{r}eaketh:
<bkl 1928><tl 12>And with {s}ome {{s}t}roke reuenge the great di{s}plea{s}ure
<bkl 1929><tl 13>Of thee, and him%that {s}o{r}ow doth endure,
<bkl 1930><tl 14>And as his Lo{r}d thee lowly here entreateth.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle What vaileth troth?><pmdv1 poem70>
<bkl 1931><tl 0>Complaint for true loue
<bkl 1932><tl 0>vnrequited. <f bl>

<bkl 1933><tl 0><bkt sig> G.ii.                        <bkt catchw> What

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<bkl 1934><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1935><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat vaileth troth? o{r} by it, to take payn?
<bkl 1936><tl 2>To {{s}t}riue by {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e, fo{r} to attayn
<bkl 1937><tl 3>How to be iu{{s}t}: and flee from doublene{{s}{s}}e?
<bkl 1938><tl 4>Since all alyke, where ruleth craftine{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1939><tl 5>Rewarded is both crafty fal{s}e, and p#lain.
<bkl 1940><tl 6>Soone{{s}t} he {s}pedes, that mo{{s}t} can lye and fayn.
<bkl 1941><tl 7>True meaning hart is had in hye di{s}dain.
<bkl 1942><tl 8>Again{{s}t} deceyt, and cloked doublene{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1943><tl 9>What vaileth troth, o{r} parfit {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1944><tl 10>Deceaud is he, by fal{s}e and crafty trayn,
<bkl 1945><tl 11>That meanes no gyle, and faithfull doth remayn
<bkl 1946><tl 12>Within the trap, without help o{r} red{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 1947><tl 13>But fo{r} to loue (lo) {s}uch a {{s}t}erne mai{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 1948><tl 14>Where cruelty dwelles, alas it were in vain.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Somtime I fled the fire><pmdv1 poem71>
<bkl 1949><tl 0>The louer that fled loue now
<bkl 1950><tl 0>folowes it with his harme. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1951><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Omtime I fled the fire, that me {s}o b{r}ent,
<bkl 1952><tl 2>By {s}ea, by land, by water, and by wynde:
<bkl 1953><tl 3>And now, the coales I folow, that be quent,
<bkl 1954><tl 4>From Douer to Calais, with willing minde,
<bkl 1955><tl 5>Lo, how de{s}ire is both furth {s}p{r}ong, and {s}pent:
<bkl 1956><tl 6>And he may {s}ee, that whilom was {s}o blinde:
<bkl 1957><tl 7>And all his labour, laughes he now to {s}co{r}ne,
<bkl 1958><tl 8>Mea{{s}h}ed in the b{r}eers, that er{{s}t} was onely to{r}ne.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle He is not dead><pmdv1 poem72>
<bkl 1959><tl 0>The louer hopeth of bet{\-}
<bkl 1960><tl 0>ter chance. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1961><tl 1><f 2bki>H<f bl>E is not dead, that {s}omtime had a fall.
<bkl 1962><tl 2>The Sonne returnes, that hid was vnder clowd.
<bkl 1963><tl 3>And when Fo{r}tune hath {s}pit out all her gall,
<bkl 1964><tl 4>I tru{{s}t}, good luck to me {{s}h}all be alowd.
<bkl 1965><tl 5>Fo{r}, I haue {s}een a {{s}h}ip in hauen fall,
<bkl 1966><tl 6>After that {{s}t}o{r}me hath b{r}oke both ma{{s}t}e, and {{s}h}{r}oude.
<bkl 1967><tl 7>The willowe eke, that {{s}t}oupeth with the winde,
<bkl 1968><tl 8>Doth ri{s}e againe, and greater wood doth binde.

<bkl 1969><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 53><fol G3r><f i>
<bkl 1970><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The furious goonne><pmdv1 poem73>
<bkl 1971><tl 0>The louer compareth his
<bkl 1972><tl 0>hart to the ouercharged
<bkl 1973><tl 0>gonne. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1974><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He furious goonne, in his mo{{s}t} ragyng y{r}e,
<bkl 1975><tl 2>When that the boule is rammed in to {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 1976><tl 3>And that the flame cannot part from the fire,
<bkl 1977><tl 4>Crackes in {s}under: and in the ayer doe ro{r}e
<bkl 1978><tl 5>The {{s}h}euered peces. So doth my de{s}y{r}e,
<bkl 1979><tl 6>Who{s}e flame encrea{s}eth ay from mo{r}e to mo{r}e.
<bkl 1980><tl 7>Which to let out, I dare not loke, no{r} {s}peake:
<bkl 1981><tl 8>So inward fo{r}ce my hart doth all to b{r}eake.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Accused though I be><pmdv1 poem74>
<bkl 1982><tl 0>The louer {s}u{s}pected of change
<bkl 1983><tl 0>praieth that it be not be{\-}
<bkl 1984><tl 0>leued again{{s}t} him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1985><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Ccu{s}ed though I be, without de{s}ert:
<bkl 1986><tl 2>Sith none can p{r}oue, beleue it not fo{r} true.
<bkl 1987><tl 3>Fo{r} neuer yet, {s}ince that you had my hert,
<bkl 1988><tl 4>Intended I to fal{s}e, o{r} be vntrue.
<bkl 1989><tl 5>Sooner I would of death {s}u{{s}t}ayn the {s}mart,
<bkl 1990><tl 6>Than b{r}eake one wo{r}d of that I p{r}omi{s}ed you.
<bkl 1991><tl 7>Accept therfo{r}e my {s}eruice in good part.
<bkl 1992><tl 8>None is alyue, that can yll tonges e{s}chew.
<bkl 1993><tl 9>Hold them as fal{s}e: and let not vs depart
<bkl 1994><tl 10>Our frend{{s}h}ip olde, in hope of any new.
<bkl 1995><tl 11>Put not thy tru{{s}t} in {s}uch as v{s}e to fayn,
<bkl 1996><tl 12>Except thou mynde to put thy frend to payn.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle My loue to skorne><pmdv1 poem75>
<bkl 1997><tl 0>The louer abu{s}ed re{\-}
<bkl 1998><tl 0>nown{s}eth loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 1999><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y loue to {s}ko{r}ne, my {s}eruice to retayne,
<bkl 2000><tl 2>Therin (me thought) you v{s}ed crueltie.

<bkl 2001><tl 0><bkt sig> G.iii.                       <bkt catchw> Since

<page.break><page 54><fol G3v><f i>
<bkl 2002><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2003><tl 3>Since with good will I lo{{s}t} my libertie,
<bkl 2004><tl 4>Might neuer wo yet cau{s}e me to refrain,
<bkl 2005><tl 5>But onely this, which is extremitie,
<bkl 2006><tl 6>To geue me nought (alas) no{r} to agree,
<bkl 2007><tl 7>That as I was, your man I might remain.
<bkl 2008><tl 8>But {s}ynce that thus ye li{{s}t} to o{r}der me,
<bkl 2009><tl 9>That would haue bene your {s}eruant true, and fa{{s}t}:
<bkl 2010><tl 10>Di{s}plea{s}e you not: my doting time is pa{{s}t}.
<bkl 2011><tl 11>And with my lo{{s}{s}}e to leaue I mu{{s}t} agree.
<bkl 2012><tl 12>Fo{r} as there is a certayn time to rage:
<bkl 2013><tl 13>So is there time {s}uch madnes to a{s}wage.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Within my brest><pmdv1 poem76>
<bkl 2014><tl 0>The louer profe{{s}{s}}eth
<bkl 2015><tl 0>him{s}elf con{\-}
<bkl 2016><tl 0>{{s}t}ant. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2017><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Ithin my b{r}e{{s}t} I neuer thought it gain,
<bkl 2018><tl 2>Of gentle mynde the fredom fo{r} to lo{s}e.
<bkl 2019><tl 3>No{r} in my hart {s}anck neuer {s}uch di{s}dain,
<bkl 2020><tl 4>To be a fo{r}ger, faultes fo{r} to di{s}clo{s}e.
<bkl 2021><tl 5>No{r} I can not endure the truth to glo{s}e,
<bkl 2022><tl 6>To {s}et a glo{{s}{s}}e vpon an earne{{s}t} pain.
<bkl 2023><tl 7>No{r} I am not in nomber one of tho{s}e,
<bkl 2024><tl 8>That li{{s}t} to blow retrete to euery train.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Passe forth my wonted cryes><pmdv1 poem77>
<bkl 2025><tl 0>The louer {s}endeth his com{\-}
<bkl 2026><tl 0>plaintes and teares to {s}ue
<bkl 2027><tl 0>for grace. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2028><tl 1><f 2bki>P<f bl>A{{s}{s}}e fo{r}th my wonted cryes,
<bkl 2029><tl 2>Tho{s}e cruell eares to pearce,
<bkl 2030><tl 3>Which in mo{{s}t} hatefull wy{s}e
<bkl 2031><tl 4>Doe {{s}t}yll my plaintes reuer{s}e.
<bkl 2032><tl 5>Doe you, my teares, al{s}o
<bkl 2033><tl 6>So wet her barrein hart:
<bkl 2034><tl 7>That pitye there may grow,
<bkl 2035><tl 8>And crueltie depart.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2036><tl 9>Fo{r} though hard rockes among

<bkl 2037><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> She

<page.break><page 55><fol G4r><f i>
<bkl 2038><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2039><tl 10>She {s}emes to haue bene b{r}ed:
<bkl 2040><tl 11>And of the Tigre long
<bkl 2041><tl 12>Bene nouri{{s}h}ed, and fed.
<bkl 2042><tl 13>Yet {{s}h}all that nature change,
<bkl 2043><tl 14>If pitie once win place.
<bkl 2044><tl 15>Whom as vnknowen, and {{s}t}range,
<bkl 2045><tl 16>She now away doth cha{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2046><tl 17>And as the water {s}oft,
<bkl 2047><tl 18>Without fo{r}cyng o{r} {{s}t}rength,
<bkl 2048><tl 19>Where that it falleth oft,
<bkl 2049><tl 20>Hard {{s}t}ones doth per{s}e at length:
<bkl 2050><tl 21>So in her {{s}t}ony hart
<bkl 2051><tl 22>My plaintes at la{{s}t} {{s}h}all graue,
<bkl 2052><tl 23>And, rygour {s}et apart,
<bkl 2053><tl 24>Winne grant of that I craue.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2054><tl 25>Wherfo{r}e my plaintes, p{r}e{s}ent
<bkl 2055><tl 26>Styll {s}o to her my {s}ute,
<bkl 2056><tl 27>As ye, th{r}ough her a{{s}{s}}ent,
<bkl 2057><tl 28>May b{r}ing to me {s}ome frute.
<bkl 2058><tl 29>And as {{s}h}e {{s}h}all me p{r}oue,
<bkl 2059><tl 30>So bid her me regarde,
<bkl 2060><tl 31>And render loue fo{r} loue:
<bkl 2061><tl 32>Which is a iu{{s}t} reward.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Your lokes so often cast><pmdv1 poem78>
<bkl 2062><tl 0>The louers ca{s}e can not be
<bkl 2063><tl 0>hidden how euer he
<bkl 2064><tl 0>di{{s}{s}}emble. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2065><tl 1><f 2bki>Y<f bl>Our lokes {s}o often ca{{s}t},
<bkl 2066><tl 2>Your eyes {s}o frendly rolde,
<bkl 2067><tl 3>Your {s}ight fixed {s}o fa{{s}t},
<bkl 2068><tl 4>Alwayes one to behold.
<bkl 2069><tl 5>Though hyde it fayn ye would:
<bkl 2070><tl 6>It plainly doth declare,
<bkl 2071><tl 7>Who hath your hart in hold,
<bkl 2072><tl 8>And where good will ye bare,
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2073><tl 9>Fayn would ye finde a cloke
<bkl 2074><tl 10>Your b{r}ennyng fire to hyde:
<bkl 2075><tl 11>Yet both the flame, and {s}moke
<bkl 2076><tl 12>B{r}eakes out on euery {s}yde.

<bkl 2077><tl 0><bkt sig> G.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> Ye

<page.break><page 56><fol G4v><f i>
<bkl 2078><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2079><tl 13>Yee can not loue {s}o guide,
<bkl 2080><tl 14>That it no i{{s}{s}}ue winne.
<bkl 2081><tl 15>Ab{r}ode nedes mu{{s}t} it glide,
<bkl 2082><tl 16>That b{r}ens {s}o hote within.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2083><tl 17>Fo{r} cau{s}e your {s}elf do wink,
<bkl 2084><tl 18>Ye iudge all other blinde:
<bkl 2085><tl 19>And {s}ecret it you think,
<bkl 2086><tl 20>Which euery man doth finde.
<bkl 2087><tl 21>In wa{{s}t} oft {s}pend ye winde
<bkl 2088><tl 22>Your {s}elf in loue to quit:
<bkl 2089><tl 23>Fo{r} agues of that kinde
<bkl 2090><tl 24>Will {{s}h}ow, who hath the fit.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2091><tl 25>Your {s}ighes yow fet from farre,
<bkl 2092><tl 26>And all to w{r}y your wo:
<bkl 2093><tl 27>Yet are ye nere the narre,
<bkl 2094><tl 28>Men ar not blinded {s}o.
<bkl 2095><tl 29>Depely oft {s}were ye no:
<bkl 2096><tl 30>But all tho{s}e othes ar vaine.
<bkl 2097><tl 31>So well your eye doth {{s}h}owe,
<bkl 2098><tl 32>Who puttes your hert to paine.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2099><tl 33>Thinke not therfo{r}e to hide,
<bkl 2100><tl 34>That {{s}t}ill it {s}elfe betrayes:
<bkl 2101><tl 35>No{r} {s}eke meanes to p{r}ouide
<bkl 2102><tl 36>To darke the {s}unny daies.
<bkl 2103><tl 37>Fo{r}get tho{s}e wonted waies:
<bkl 2104><tl 38>Leaue of {s}uch frowning chere:
<bkl 2105><tl 39>There will be found no {{s}t}ayes
<bkl 2106><tl 40>To {{s}t}oppe a thing {s}o clere.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Disdaine me not without desert><pmdv1 poem79>
<bkl 2107><tl 0>The louer praieth not to be di{s}dai{\-}
<bkl 2108><tl 0>ned, refu{s}ed, mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t}ed,
<bkl 2109><tl 0>nor for{s}aken. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2110><tl 1><f 2bki>D<f bl>I{s}daine me not without de{s}ert:
<bkl 2111><tl 2>No{r} leaue me not {s}o {s}odenly:
<bkl 2112><tl 3>Sins well ye wot, that in my hert
<bkl 2113><tl 4>I meane ye not but hone{{s}t}ly.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2114><tl 5>Refu{s}e me not without cau{s}e why:
<bkl 2115><tl 6>No{r} think me not to be vniu{{s}t}:

<bkl 2116><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Since

<page.break><page 57><fol H1r><f i>
<bkl 2117><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2118><tl 7>Sins that by lotte of fanta{s}y,
<bkl 2119><tl 8>This carefull knot neades knit I mu{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2120><tl 9>Mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t} me not, though {s}ome there be,
<bkl 2121><tl 10>That faine would {s}pot my {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 2122><tl 11>Beleue them not, {s}ins that ye {s}e,
<bkl 2123><tl 12>The p{r}ofe is not, as they exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2124><tl 13>Fo{r}{s}ake me not, till I de{s}erue:
<bkl 2125><tl 14>No{r} hate me not, tyll I o{ff}end.
<bkl 2126><tl 15>De{{s}t}roy me not, tyll that I {s}werue.
<bkl 2127><tl 16>But {s}ins ye know what I intend:
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2128><tl 17>Di{s}daine me not that am your owne:
<bkl 2129><tl 18>Refu{s}e me not that am {s}o true:
<bkl 2130><tl 19>Mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t} me not till all be knowne:
<bkl 2131><tl 20>Fo{r}{s}ake me not, ne fo{r} no new.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle For want of will><pmdv1 poem80>
<bkl 2132><tl 0>The louer lamenteth his e{{s}t}ate
<bkl 2133><tl 0>with {s}ute for grace. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2134><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>O{r} want of will, in wo I playne:
<bkl 2135><tl 2>Vnder colour of {s}oberne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 2136><tl 3>Renewyng with my {s}ute my payne,
<bkl 2137><tl 4>My wanhope with your {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 2138><tl 5>Awake therfo{r}e of gentlene{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 2139><tl 6>Regard at length, I you require,
<bkl 2140><tl 7>The {s}weltyng paynes of my de{s}ire.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2141><tl 8>Betimes who geueth willingly,
<bkl 2142><tl 9>Redoubled thankes aye doth de{s}erue.
<bkl 2143><tl 10>And I that {s}ue vnfaynedly,
<bkl 2144><tl 11>In frutele{{s}{s}}e hope (alas) do {{s}t}erue.
<bkl 2145><tl 12>How great my cau{s}e is fo{r} to {s}werue:
<bkl 2146><tl 13>And yet how {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} is my {s}ute:
<bkl 2147><tl 14>Lo, here ye {s}ee, where is the frute?
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2148><tl 15>As hounde that hath his keper lo{{s}t},
<bkl 2149><tl 16>Seke I your p{r}e{s}ence to obtayne:
<bkl 2150><tl 17>In which my hart deliteth mo{{s}t},
<bkl 2151><tl 18>And {{s}h}all delight though I be {{s}l}ayne.
<bkl 2152><tl 19>You may relea{s}e my band of payne.
<bkl 2153><tl 20>Lo{s}e then the care that makes me crye,
<bkl 2154><tl 21>Fo{r} want of helpe o{r} els I dye.

<bkl 2155><tl 0><bkt sig> H.i.                         <bkt catchw> I

<page.break><page 58><fol H1v><f i>
<bkl 2156><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2157><tl 22>I dye, though not incontinent,
<bkl 2158><tl 23>By p{r}oce{{s}{s}}e yet con{s}umingly
<bkl 2159><tl 24>As wa{{s}t}e of fire, which doth relent.
<bkl 2160><tl 25>If you as wilfull wyll denye.
<bkl 2161><tl 26>Wherfo{r}e cea{s}e of {s}uch crueltye:
<bkl 2162><tl 27>And take me wholy in your grace:
<bkl 2163><tl 28>Which lacketh will to change his place.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle If euer man might him auaunt><pmdv1 poem81>
<bkl 2164><tl 0>The louer waileth his
<bkl 2165><tl 0>changed ioyes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2166><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F euer man might him auaunt
<bkl 2167><tl 2>Of fo{r}tunes frendly chere:
<bkl 2168><tl 3>It was my {s}elfe I mu{{s}t} it graunt,
<bkl 2169><tl 4>Fo{r} I haue bought it dere.
<bkl 2170><tl 5>And derely haue I helde al{s}o
<bkl 2171><tl 6>The glo{r}y of her name:
<bkl 2172><tl 7>In yelding her {s}uch tribute, lo,
<bkl 2173><tl 8>As did {s}et fo{r}th her fame.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2174><tl 9>Sometyme I {{s}t}ode {s}o in her grace:
<bkl 2175><tl 10>That as I would require,
<bkl 2176><tl 11>Ech ioy I thought did me imb{r}ace,
<bkl 2177><tl 12>That furdered my de{s}ire.
<bkl 2178><tl 13>And all tho{s}e plea{s}ures (lo) had I,
<bkl 2179><tl 14>That fan{s}y might {s}uppo{r}t:
<bkl 2180><tl 15>And nothing {{s}h}e did me denye,
<bkl 2181><tl 16>That was to my comfo{r}t.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2182><tl 17>I had (what would you mo{r}e perdee?)
<bkl 2183><tl 18>Ech grace that I did craue.
<bkl 2184><tl 19>Thus fo{r}tunes will was vnto me
<bkl 2185><tl 20>All thing that I would haue.
<bkl 2186><tl 21>But all to rathe alas the while,
<bkl 2187><tl 22>She built on {s}uch a ground:
<bkl 2188><tl 23>In little {s}pace, to great a guyle
<bkl 2189><tl 24>In her now haue I found.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2190><tl 25>Fo{r} {{s}h}e hath turned {s}o her whele:
<bkl 2191><tl 26>That I vnhappy man
<bkl 2192><tl 27>May waile the time that I did fele
<bkl 2193><tl 28>Wherwith {{s}h}e fedde me than.
<bkl 2194><tl 29>Fo{r} b{r}oken now are her behe{{s}t}es:
<bkl 2195><tl 30>And plea{s}ant lokes {{s}h}e gaue:

<bkl 2196><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 59><fol H2r><f i>
<bkl 2197><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2198><tl 31>And therfo{r}e now all my reque{{s}t}es,
<bkl 2199><tl 32>From perill can not {s}aue.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2200><tl 33>Yet would I well it might appere
<bkl 2201><tl 34>To her my chiefe regard:
<bkl 2202><tl 35>Though my de{s}ertes haue ben to dere
<bkl 2203><tl 36>To merite {s}uch reward.
<bkl 2204><tl 37>Sith fo{r}tunes will is now {s}o bent
<bkl 2205><tl 38>To plage me thus po{r}e man:
<bkl 2206><tl 39>I mu{{s}t} my {s}elfe therwith content:
<bkl 2207><tl 40>And beare it as I can.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Some men would thinke of right><pmdv1 poem82>
<bkl 2208><tl 0>The louer lamenteth other to
<bkl 2209><tl 0>haue the frutes of his
<bkl 2210><tl 0>{s}eruice. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2211><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ome men would thinke of right to haue
<bkl 2212><tl 2>Fo{r} their true meaning {s}ome reward.
<bkl 2213><tl 3>But while that I do crye and craue:
<bkl 2214><tl 4>I {s}e that other be p{r}eferd.
<bkl 2215><tl 5>I gape fo{r} that I am debard.
<bkl 2216><tl 6>I fare as doth the hounde at hatch:
<bkl 2217><tl 7>The wo{r}{s}e I {s}pede, the lenger I watch.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2218><tl 8>My wa{{s}t}efull will is tried by tru{{s}t}:
<bkl 2219><tl 9>My fond fan{s}ie is mine abu{s}e.
<bkl 2220><tl 10>Fo{r} that I would refrayne my lu{{s}t}:
<bkl 2221><tl 11>Fo{r} mine auayle I can not chu{s}e,
<bkl 2222><tl 12>A will, and yet no power to v{s}e.
<bkl 2223><tl 13>A will, no will by rea{s}on iu{{s}t},
<bkl 2224><tl 14>Sins my will is at others lu{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2225><tl 15>They eat the hony, I hold the hyue.
<bkl 2226><tl 16>I {s}owe the {s}ede, they reape the co{r}ne.
<bkl 2227><tl 17>I wa{{s}t}e, they winne, I d{r}aw, they d{r}iue.
<bkl 2228><tl 18>Theirs is the thanke, mine is the {s}ko{r}ne.
<bkl 2229><tl 19>I {s}eke, they {s}pede, in wa{{s}t}e my winde is wo{r}ne.
<bkl 2230><tl 20>I gape, they get, and gredely I {s}natch:
<bkl 2231><tl 21>Till wur{s}e I {s}pede, the lenger I watch.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2232><tl 22>I fa{{s}t}, they fede: they d{r}ynke, I thur{{s}t}.
<bkl 2233><tl 23>They laugh, I wayle: they ioye, I mourne.
<bkl 2234><tl 24>They gayne, I lo{s}e: I haue the wo{r}{{s}t}.
<bkl 2235><tl 25>They whole, I {s}icke: they cold, I burne.

<bkl 2236><tl 0><bkt sig> H.ii.                        <bkt catchw> They

<page.break><page 60><fol H2v><f i>
<bkl 2237><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2238><tl 26>They leape, I lye: they {s}lepe, I to{{s}{s}}e and turne,
<bkl 2239><tl 27>I would, they may: I craue, they haue at will.
<bkl 2240><tl 28>That helpeth them, lo, cruelty doth me kyll.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The answere that ye made><pmdv1 poem83>
<bkl 2241><tl 0>To his loue that had geuen
<bkl 2242><tl 0>him an{s}were of
<bkl 2243><tl 0>refu{s}ell. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2244><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He an{s}were that ye made to me my deare,
<bkl 2245><tl 2>When I did {s}ue fo{r} my po{r}e hartes red{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 2246><tl 3>Hath {s}o appalde my countenance and my chere:
<bkl 2247><tl 4>That in this ca{s}e, I am all comfo{r}tle{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 2248><tl 5>Sins I of blame no cau{s}e can well exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2249><tl 6>I haue no w{r}ong, where I can clayme no right.
<bkl 2250><tl 7>Nought tane me fro, where I haue nothing had.
<bkl 2251><tl 8>Yet of my wo, I can not {s}o be quite.
<bkl 2252><tl 9>Namely, {s}ins that another may be glad
<bkl 2253><tl 10>With that, that thus in {s}o{r}ow makes me {s}ad.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2254><tl 11>Yet none can claime (I {s}aie) by fo{r}mer graunt,
<bkl 2255><tl 12>That knoweth not of any graunt at all.
<bkl 2256><tl 13>And by de{s}ert, I dare well make auaunt,
<bkl 2257><tl 14>Of faithfull will, there is no where that {{s}h}all
<bkl 2258><tl 15>Bear you mo{r}e trouth, mo{r}e ready at your call.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2259><tl 16>Now good then, call againe that bitter wo{r}d:
<bkl 2260><tl 17>That toucht your frende {s}o nere with panges of paine:
<bkl 2261><tl 18>And {s}aie my dere that it was {s}ayd in bo{r}d.
<bkl 2262><tl 19>Late, o{r} to%{s}one, let it not rule the gaine,
<bkl 2263><tl 20>Wherwith free will doth true de{s}ert retayne.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Svch is the course><pmdv1 poem84>
<bkl 2264><tl 0>To his ladie cruel ouer her
<bkl 2265><tl 0>yelden louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2266><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Vch is the cour{s}e, that natures kinde hath w{r}ought,
<bkl 2267><tl 2>That {s}nakes haue time to ca{{s}t} away their {{s}t}ynges.
<bkl 2268><tl 3>Ain{{s}t} chainde p{r}i{s}oners what nede defence be {s}ought:
<bkl 2269><tl 4>The fierce lyon will hurt no yelden thinges:
<bkl 2270><tl 5>Why {{s}h}oulde {s}uch {s}pite be nur{s}ed then in thy thought?
<bkl 2271><tl 6>Sith all the{s}e powers are p{r}e{{s}t} vnder thy winges:

<bkl 2272><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 61><fol H3r><f i>
<bkl 2273><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2274><tl 7>And eke thou {s}ee{{s}t}, and rea{s}on thee hath taught:
<bkl 2275><tl 8>What mi{s}chief malice many waies it b{r}inges.
<bkl 2276><tl 9>Con{s}ider eke, that {s}pight auaileth naught,
<bkl 2277><tl 10>Therfo{r}e this {s}ong thy fault to thee it {s}inges:
<bkl 2278><tl 11>Di{s}plea{s}e thee not, fo{r} {s}aiyng thus (me thought.)
<bkl 2279><tl 12>No{r} hate thou him from whom no hate fo{r}th {s}p{r}inges,
<bkl 2280><tl 13>No{r} furies, that in hell be execrable,
<bkl 2281><tl 14>Fo{r} that they hate, are made mo{{s}t} mi{s}erable.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The enmy of life><pmdv1 poem85>
<bkl 2282><tl 0>The louer complaineth that deadlie
<bkl 2283><tl 0>{s}ickne{{s}{s}}e can not helpe his
<bkl 2284><tl 0>a{ff}eccion. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2285><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He enmy of life, decayer of all kinde,
<bkl 2286><tl 2>That with his cold wythers away the grene:
<bkl 2287><tl 3>This other night, me in my bed did finde:
<bkl 2288><tl 4>And o{ff}erd me to ryd my feuer clene.
<bkl 2289><tl 5>And I did graunt: {s}o did di{s}pay{r}e me blinde.
<bkl 2290><tl 6>He d{r}ew his bow, with arrowes {{s}h}arpe and kene:
<bkl 2291><tl 7>And {{s}t}rake the place, where loue had hit befo{r}e:
<bkl 2292><tl 8>And d{r}aue the fir{{s}t} dart deper mo{r}e and mo{r}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Once as me thought><pmdv1 poem86>
<bkl 2293><tl 0>The louer reioiceth the enioying
<bkl 2294><tl 0>of his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2295><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl>Nce as me thought, fo{r}tune me ki{{s}t}:
<bkl 2296><tl 2>And bade me a{s}ke, what I thought be{{s}t}:
<bkl 2297><tl 3>And I {{s}h}ould haue it as me li{{s}t},
<bkl 2298><tl 4>Therewith to {s}et my hart in re{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2299><tl 5>I a{s}ked but my ladies hart
<bkl 2300><tl 6>To haue fo{r} euermo{r}e myne owne:
<bkl 2301><tl 7>Then at an end were all my {s}mart:
<bkl 2302><tl 8>Then {{s}h}ould I nede no mo{r}e to mone.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2303><tl 9>Yet fo{r} all that a {{s}t}o{r}my bla{{s}t}
<bkl 2304><tl 10>Had ouerturnde this goodly day:
<bkl 2305><tl 11>And fo{r}tune {s}emed at the la{{s}t},
<bkl 2306><tl 12>That to her p{r}omi{s}e {{s}h}e {s}aid nay.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2307><tl 13>But like as one out of di{s}pay{r}e
<bkl 2308><tl 14>To {s}odain hope reuiued I.

<bkl 2309><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Now

<page.break><page 62><fol H3v><f i>
<bkl 2310><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2311><tl 15>Now fo{r}tune {{s}h}eweth her {s}elfe {s}o fay{r}e,
<bkl 2312><tl 16>That I content me wonder{{s}l}y.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2313><tl 17>My mo{{s}t} de{s}ire my hand may reach:
<bkl 2314><tl 18>My will is alway at my hand.
<bkl 2315><tl 19>Me nede not long fo{r} to be{s}eche
<bkl 2316><tl 20>Her, that hath power me to commaunde.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 2317><tl 21>What earthly thing mo{r}e can I craue?
<bkl 2318><tl 22>What would I wi{{s}h}e mo{r}e at my will?
<bkl 2319><tl 23>Nothing on earth mo{r}e would I haue,
<bkl 2320><tl 24>Saue that I haue, to haue it {{s}t}yll.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 2321><tl 25>Fo{r} fo{r}tune hath kept her p{r}ome{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 2322><tl 26>In grauntyng me my mo{{s}t} de{s}ire.
<bkl 2323><tl 27>Of my {s}oueraigne I haue red{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 2324><tl 28>And I content me with my hire.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle My lute awake><pmdv1 poem87>
<bkl 2325><tl 0>The louer complayneth the vn{\-}
<bkl 2326><tl 0>kindnes of his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2327><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y lute awake perfo{r}me the la{{s}t}
<bkl 2328><tl 2>Labour that thou and I {{s}h}all wa{{s}t}e:
<bkl 2329><tl 3>And end that I haue now begonne:
<bkl 2330><tl 4>And when this {s}ong is {s}ong and pa{{s}t}:
<bkl 2331><tl 5>My lute be {{s}t}yll fo{r} I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2332><tl 6>As to be heard where eare is none:
<bkl 2333><tl 7>As lead to graue in marble {{s}t}one:
<bkl 2334><tl 8>My {s}ong may pear{s}e her hart as {s}one.
<bkl 2335><tl 9>Should we then {s}igh? o{r} {s}inge, o{r} mone?
<bkl 2336><tl 10>No, no, my lute fo{r} I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2337><tl 11>The rockes do not {s}o cruelly
<bkl 2338><tl 12>Repul{s}e the waues continually,
<bkl 2339><tl 13>As {{s}h}e my {s}ute and a{ff}ection:
<bkl 2340><tl 14>So that I am pa{{s}t} remedy,
<bkl 2341><tl 15>Wherby my lute and I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2342><tl 16>P{r}oude of the {s}poile that thou ha{{s}t} gotte
<bkl 2343><tl 17>Of {s}imple hartes th{r}ough loues {{s}h}ot:
<bkl 2344><tl 18>By whom vnkinde thou ha{{s}t} them wonne,
<bkl 2345><tl 19>Thinke not he hath his bow fo{r}got,
<bkl 2346><tl 20>Although my lute and I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2347><tl 21>Vengeaunce {{s}h}all fall on thy di{s}daine
<bkl 2348><tl 22>That make{{s}t} but game on earne{{s}t} payne.

<bkl 2349><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Thinke

<page.break><page 63><fol H4r><f i>
<bkl 2350><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2351><tl 23>Thinke not alone vnder the {s}unne
<bkl 2352><tl 24>Vnquit to cau{s}e thy louers plaine:
<bkl 2353><tl 25>Although my lute and I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 2354><tl 26>May chance thee lie witherd and olde,
<bkl 2355><tl 27>In winter nightes that are {s}o colde,
<bkl 2356><tl 28>Playning in vaine vnto the mone:
<bkl 2357><tl 29>Thy wi{{s}h}es then dare not be tolde.
<bkl 2358><tl 30>Care then who li{{s}t}, fo{r} I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 2359><tl 31>And then may chance thee to repent
<bkl 2360><tl 32>The time that thou ha{{s}t} lo{{s}t} and {s}pent
<bkl 2361><tl 33>To cau{s}e thy louers {s}igh and {s}wowne.
<bkl 2362><tl 34>Then {{s}h}alt thou know beauty but lent,
<bkl 2363><tl 35>And wi{{s}h} and want as I haue done.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 2364><tl 36>Now cea{s}e my lute this is the la{{s}t},
<bkl 2365><tl 37>Labour that thou and I {{s}h}all wa{{s}t},
<bkl 2366><tl 38>And ended is that we begonne.
<bkl 2367><tl 39>Now is this {s}ong both {s}ong and pa{{s}t},
<bkl 2368><tl 40>My lute be {{s}t}ill fo{r} I haue done.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Nature that gaue the Bee><pmdv1 poem88>
<bkl 2369><tl 0>How by a ki{{s}{s}}e he found both
<bkl 2370><tl 0>his life and death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2371><tl 1><f 2bki>N<f bl>Ature that gaue the Bee {s}o feat a grace,
<bkl 2372><tl 2>To finde hony of {s}o wond{r}ous fa{{s}h}ion:
<bkl 2373><tl 3>Hath taught the {s}pider out of the {s}ame place
<bkl 2374><tl 4>To fetch poy{s}on by {{s}t}range alteracion.
<bkl 2375><tl 5>Though this be {{s}t}range, it is a {{s}t}ranger ca{s}e,
<bkl 2376><tl 6>With one ki{{s}{s}}e by {s}ecrete operacion,
<bkl 2377><tl 7>Both the{s}e at once in tho{s}e your lippes to finde,
<bkl 2378><tl 8>In change wherof, I leaue my hart behinde.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Vnwarely so was neuer><pmdv1 poem89>
<bkl 2379><tl 0>The louer de{s}cribeth his being
<bkl 2380><tl 0>taken with {s}ight of
<bkl 2381><tl 0>his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2382><tl 1><f 2bki>V<f bl>Nwarely {s}o was neuer no man caught,
<bkl 2383><tl 2>With {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} loke vpon a goodly face:
<bkl 2384><tl 3>As I of late: fo{r} {s}odainely me thought,
<bkl 2385><tl 4>My hart was to{r}ne out of his p{r}oper place.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2386><tl 5>Tho{r}ow mine eye the {{s}t}roke from hers did {{s}l}ide,
<bkl 2387><tl 6>Directly downe into my hart it ranne:

<bkl 2388><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> In

<page.break><page 64><fol H4v><f i>
<bkl 2389><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2390><tl 7>In helpe wherof the blood therto did glide,
<bkl 2391><tl 8>And left my face both pale and wanne.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2392><tl 9>Then was I like a man fo{r} wo ama{s}ed:
<bkl 2393><tl 10>O{r} like the fowle that {fl}eeth into the fire.
<bkl 2394><tl 11>Fo{r} while that I vpon her beauty ga{s}ed:
<bkl 2395><tl 12>The mo{r}e I burnde in my de{s}ire.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2396><tl 13>Anone the bloud {{s}t}art in my face agayne,
<bkl 2397><tl 14>In{fl}amde with heat, that it had at my hart.
<bkl 2398><tl 15>And b{r}ought therwith th{r}ough out in euery vaine,
<bkl 2399><tl 16>A quakyng heat with plea{s}ant {s}mart.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2400><tl 17>Then was I like the {{s}t}raw, when that the {fl}ame
<bkl 2401><tl 18>Is d{r}iuen therin, by fo{r}ce, and rage of winde.
<bkl 2402><tl 19>I can not tell, alas, what I {{s}h}all blame:
<bkl 2403><tl 20>No{r} what to {s}eke, no{r} what to finde.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 2404><tl 21>But well I wot: the griefe doth hold me {s}o{r}e
<bkl 2405><tl 22>In heat and cold, betwixt both hope and d{r}eade:
<bkl 2406><tl 23>That, but her helpe to health do me re{{s}t}o{r}e:
<bkl 2407><tl 24>This re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e life I may not lead.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Al in thy loke my life><pmdv1 poem90>
<bkl 2408><tl 0>To his louer to loke vpon
<bkl 2409><tl 0>him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2410><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>L in thy loke my life doth whole depende.
<bkl 2411><tl 2>Thou hyde{{s}t} thy {s}elf, and I mu{{s}t} dye therfo{r}e.
<bkl 2412><tl 3>But {s}ins thou may{{s}t} {s}o ea{s}ily helpe thy frend:
<bkl 2413><tl 4>Why doe{{s}t} thou {{s}t}ick to {s}alue that thou made{{s}t} {s}o{r}e?
<bkl 2414><tl 5>Why do I dye? {s}ins thou may{{s}t} me defend?
<bkl 2415><tl 6>And if I dye, thy life may la{{s}t} no mo{r}e.
<bkl 2416><tl 7>Fo{r} ech by other doth liue and haue reliefe,
<bkl 2417><tl 8>I in thy loke, and thou mo{{s}t} in my griefe.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Perdy I sayd it not><pmdv1 poem91>
<bkl 2418><tl 0>The louer excu{s}eth him of wordes
<bkl 2419><tl 0>wherwith he was vniu{{s}t}ly
<bkl 2420><tl 0>charged. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2421><tl 1><f 2bki>P<f bl>Erdy I {s}ayd it not:
<bkl 2422><tl 2>No{r} neuer thought to do.

<bkl 2423><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> As

<page.break><page 65><fol I1r><f i>
<bkl 2424><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2425><tl 3>As well as I ye wot:
<bkl 2426><tl 4>I haue no power therto,
<bkl 2427><tl 5>And if I did, the lot,
<bkl 2428><tl 6>That fir{{s}t} did me enchayne:
<bkl 2429><tl 7>May neuer {{s}l}ake the knot,
<bkl 2430><tl 8>But {{s}t}rayght it to my payne.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2431><tl 9>And if I did ech thing,
<bkl 2432><tl 10>That may do harme o{r} wo:
<bkl 2433><tl 11>Continually may w{r}ing
<bkl 2434><tl 12>My hart where {s}o I go.
<bkl 2435><tl 13>Repo{r}t may alwayes ring
<bkl 2436><tl 14>Of {{s}h}ame on me fo{r} aye:
<bkl 2437><tl 15>If in my hart did {s}p{r}ing
<bkl 2438><tl 16>The wo{r}des that you do {s}ay
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2439><tl 17>And if I did ech {{s}t}arre,
<bkl 2440><tl 18>That is in heauen aboue,
<bkl 2441><tl 19>May frowne on me to marre
<bkl 2442><tl 20>The hope I haue in loue.
<bkl 2443><tl 21>And if I did {s}uch warre,
<bkl 2444><tl 22>As they b{r}ought vnto Troye,
<bkl 2445><tl 23>B{r}ing all my life as farre
<bkl 2446><tl 24>From all his lu{{s}t} and ioye.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2447><tl 25>And if I did {s}o {s}ay:
<bkl 2448><tl 26>The beautie that me bounde,
<bkl 2449><tl 27>Encrea{s}e from day to day
<bkl 2450><tl 28>Mo{r}e cruell to my wounde:
<bkl 2451><tl 29>With all the mone that may,
<bkl 2452><tl 30>To plaint may turne my {s}ong:
<bkl 2453><tl 31>My life may {s}one decay,
<bkl 2454><tl 32>Without red{r}e{{s}{s}}e by w{r}ong.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2455><tl 33>If I be cleare from thought,
<bkl 2456><tl 34>Why do you then complayne?
<bkl 2457><tl 35>Then is this thing but {s}ought.
<bkl 2458><tl 36>To turne my hart to payne,
<bkl 2459><tl 37>Then this that you haue w{r}ought,
<bkl 2460><tl 38>You mu{{s}t} it now red{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 2461><tl 39>Of right therfo{r}e you ought
<bkl 2462><tl 40>Such rigour to rep{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 2463><tl 41>And as I haue de{s}erued:
<bkl 2464><tl 42>So graunt me now my hire:
<bkl 2465><tl 43>You know I neuer {s}werued,
<bkl 2466><tl 44>You neuer founde me lyer.

<bkl 2467><tl 0><bkt sig> I.i.                         <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 66><fol I1v><f i>
<bkl 2468><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2469><tl 45>Fo{r} Rachel haue I {s}erued,
<bkl 2470><tl 46>Fo{r} Lea cared I neuer:
<bkl 2471><tl 47>And her I haue re{s}erued
<bkl 2472><tl 48>Within my hart fo{r} euer.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lvx, my faire fawlcon><pmdv1 poem92>
<bkl 2473><tl 0>Of {s}uch as had for{s}aken him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2474><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Vx, my faire fawlcon, and thy felowes all:
<bkl 2475><tl 2>How wel plea{s}ant it were your libertie:
<bkl 2476><tl 3>Ye not fo{r}{s}ake me, that faire mought you fall.
<bkl 2477><tl 4>But they that {s}ometime liked my company:
<bkl 2478><tl 5>Like lice away from dead bodies they crall.
<bkl 2479><tl 6>Loe, what a p{r}oufe in light aduer{s}itie?
<bkl 2480><tl 7>But ye my birdes, I {s}weare by all your belles,
<bkl 2481><tl 8>Ye be my frendes, and very few elles.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle A face that should content><pmdv1 poem93>
<bkl 2482><tl 0>A de{s}cription of {s}uch a one as
<bkl 2483><tl 0>he would loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2484><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl> Face that {{s}h}ould content me wonderous well,
<bkl 2485><tl 2>Should not be faire, but louely to beholde:
<bkl 2486><tl 3>Of liuely loke, all griefe fo{r} to repell:
<bkl 2487><tl 4>With right good grace, {s}o would I that it {{s}h}ould
<bkl 2488><tl 5>Speake without wo{r}d, {s}uch wo{r}des as none can tell.
<bkl 2489><tl 6>The tre{{s}{s}}e al{s}o {{s}h}ould be of cri{s}ped gold.
<bkl 2490><tl 7>With wit, and the{s}e perchance I might be tryde,
<bkl 2491><tl 8>And knit againe with knot, that {{s}h}ould not {{s}l}ide.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Ever my hap is slack><pmdv1 poem94>
<bkl 2492><tl 0>How vnpo{{s}{s}}ible it is to finde
<bkl 2493><tl 0>quiet in his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2494><tl 1><f 2bki>E<f bl>Ver my hap is {{s}l}ack and {{s}l}owe in commyng
<bkl 2495><tl 2>De{s}ire encrea{s}yng ay my hope vncertaine:
<bkl 2496><tl 3>That loue o{r} wait it, alike doth me payne.
<bkl 2497><tl 4>And Tygre like {s}o {s}wift it is in partyng.
<bkl 2498><tl 5>Alas the {s}now black {{s}h}al it be and {s}calding,
<bkl 2499><tl 6>The {s}ea waterles, and fi{{s}h}e vpon the mountaine:
<bkl 2500><tl 7>The Temis {{s}h}al backe returne into his fountaine:
<bkl 2501><tl 8>And where he ro{s}e the {s}unne {{s}h}all take his lodgyng.

<bkl 2502><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Ere

<page.break><page 67><fol I2r><f i>
<bkl 2503><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2504><tl 9>Ere I in this finde peace o{r} quietne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 2505><tl 10>O{r} that loue o{r} my lady rightwi{s}ely
<bkl 2506><tl 11>Leaue to con{s}pire again{{s}t} me w{r}ongfully.
<bkl 2507><tl 12>And if I haue after {s}uch bitterne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 2508><tl 13>Any thing {s}wete, my mouth is out of ta{{s}t}e:
<bkl 2509><tl 14>That all my tru{{s}t} and trauell is but wa{{s}t}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Loue, Fortune, and my minde><pmdv1 poem95>
<bkl 2510><tl 0>Of Loue, Fortune, and the
<bkl 2511><tl 0>louers minde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2512><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Oue, Fo{r}tune, and my minde which do remember
<bkl 2513><tl 2>Eke that is now, and that that once hath bene:
<bkl 2514><tl 3>To{r}ment my hart {s}o {s}o{r}e that very often
<bkl 2515><tl 4>I hate and enuy them beyonde all mea{s}ure.
<bkl 2516><tl 5>Loue {{s}l}eeth my hart while Fo{r}tune is dep{r}iuer
<bkl 2517><tl 6>Of all my comfort: the foli{{s}h}e minde than:
<bkl 2518><tl 7>Burneth and playneth: as one that {s}ildam
<bkl 2519><tl 8>Liueth in re{{s}t}. Still in di{s}pea{s}ure[[sic 'di{s}plea{s}ure']]
<bkl 2520><tl 9>My plea{s}ant daies they {fl}ete away and pa{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 2521><tl 10>And dayly doth myne yll change to the wo{r}{s}e.
<bkl 2522><tl 11>While mo{r}e then halfe is runne now of my cour{s}e.
<bkl 2523><tl 12>Alas not of {{s}t}ele, but of b{r}ittle gla{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 2524><tl 13>I {s}e that from my hand falleth my tru{{s}t}:
<bkl 2525><tl 14>And all my thoughtes are da{s}{{s}h}ed into du{{s}t}.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle How oft haue I><pmdv1 poem96>
<bkl 2526><tl 0>The louer prayeth his o{ff}red
<bkl 2527><tl 0>hart to be receiued. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2528><tl 1><f 2bki>H<f bl>Ow oft haue I, my deare and cruell fo:
<bkl 2529><tl 2>With my great pain to get {s}om peace o{r} truce,
<bkl 2530><tl 3>Geuen you my hart? but you do not v{s}e,
<bkl 2531><tl 4>In {s}o hie thinges, to ca{{s}t} your minde {s}o low.
<bkl 2532><tl 5>If any other loke fo{r} it, as you trow,
<bkl 2533><tl 6>Their vaine weake hope doth greatly them abu{s}e.
<bkl 2534><tl 7>And that thus I di{s}dayne, that you refu{s}e.
<bkl 2535><tl 8>It was once mine, it can no mo{r}e be {s}o.
<bkl 2536><tl 9>If you it cha{s}e, that it in you can finde,
<bkl 2537><tl 10>In this exile, no maner of comfo{r}t:
<bkl 2538><tl 11>No{r} liue alone, no{r} where he is calde, re{s}o{r}t,
<bkl 2539><tl 12>He may wander from his naturall kinde.

<bkl 2540><tl 0><bkt sig> I.ii.                         <bkt catchw> So

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<bkl 2541><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2542><tl 13>So {{s}h}all it be great hurt vnto vs twayne,
<bkl 2543><tl 14>And yours the lo{{s}{s}}e, and mine the deadly payne.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lyke vnto these><pmdv1 poem97>
<bkl 2544><tl 0>The louers life compared to
<bkl 2545><tl 0>the Alpes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2546><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Yke vnto the{s}e vnme{s}urable mountaines,
<bkl 2547><tl 2>So is my painefull life, the burden of y{r}e.
<bkl 2548><tl 3>Fo{r} hye be they, and hye is my de{s}ire.
<bkl 2549><tl 4>And I of teares, and they be full of fountaines.
<bkl 2550><tl 5>Vnder craggy rockes they haue barren plaines,
<bkl 2551><tl 6>Hard thoughtes in me my wofull minde doth ty{r}e,
<bkl 2552><tl 7>Small frute and many leaues their toppes do attire,
<bkl 2553><tl 8>With {s}mall e{ff}ect great tru{{s}t} in me remaines.
<bkl 2554><tl 9>The boy{{s}t}ous windes oft their hye boughes do bla{{s}t}:
<bkl 2555><tl 10>Hote {s}ighes in me continually be {{s}h}ed.
<bkl 2556><tl 11>Wilde bea{{s}t}es in them, fierce loue in me is fed.
<bkl 2557><tl 12>Vnmoueable am I: and they {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}.
<bkl 2558><tl 13>Of {s}inging birdes they haue the tune and note:
<bkl 2559><tl 14>And I alwaies plaintes pa{{s}{s}}ing th{r}ough my th{r}ote.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle If amourous fayth><pmdv1 poem98>
<bkl 2560><tl 0>Charging of his loue as vnpiteous
<bkl 2561><tl 0>and louing other. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2562><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F amourous fayth, o{r} if an hart vnfained
<bkl 2563><tl 2>A {s}wete languor, a great louely de{s}ire:
<bkl 2564><tl 3>If hone{{s}t} will, kindled in gentle fire:
<bkl 2565><tl 4>If long errour in a blinde ma{s}e chained,
<bkl 2566><tl 5>If in my vi{s}age ech thought di{{s}t}ayned:
<bkl 2567><tl 6>O{r} if my {s}parkelyng voyce, lower, o{r} hier,
<bkl 2568><tl 7>Which fear and {{s}h}ame, {s}o wofully doth ty{r}e:
<bkl 2569><tl 8>If pale colour, which loue alas hath {{s}t}ayned:
<bkl 2570><tl 9>If to haue another then my {s}elf mo{r}e dere,
<bkl 2571><tl 10>If wailyng o{r} {s}ighyng conti#nually,
<bkl 2572><tl 11>With {s}o{r}owfull anger fedyng bu{s}ily,
<bkl 2573><tl 12>If burnyng a farre of, and fre#{s}yng nere,
<bkl 2574><tl 13>Are cau{s}e that by loue my {s}elfe I {{s}t}roy:
<bkl 2575><tl 14>Yours is the fault, and mine the great annoy.

<bkl 2576><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> A renouncyng

<page.break><page 69><fol I3r><f i>
<bkl 2577><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text> 

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Farewell, Loue><pmdv1 poem99>
<bkl 2578><tl 0>A renouncing of loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2579><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Arewell, Loue, and all thy lawes fo{r} euer.
<bkl 2580><tl 2>Thy bayted hokes {{s}h}all tangle me no mo{r}e.
<bkl 2581><tl 3>Senec, and Plato call me from thy lo{r}e:
<bkl 2582><tl 4>To parfit wealth my wit fo{r} to endeuer.
<bkl 2583><tl 5>In blinde errour when I dyd par{s}euer:
<bkl 2584><tl 6>Thy {{s}h}arp repul{s}e, that p{r}icketh aye {s}o {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 2585><tl 7>Taught me in trifles that I {s}et no {{s}t}o{r}e:
<bkl 2586><tl 8>But {s}cape fo{r}th thence: {s}ince libertie is leuer.
<bkl 2587><tl 9>Therfo{r}e, farewell: go trouble yonger hartes:
<bkl 2588><tl 10>And in me claime no mo{r}e aucto{r}itie.
<bkl 2589><tl 11>With ydle youth go v{s}e thy p{r}opartie:
<bkl 2590><tl 12>And theron {s}pend thy many b{r}ittle dartes.
<bkl 2591><tl 13>Fo{r}, hytherto though I haue lo{{s}t} my tyme:
<bkl 2592><tl 14>Me ly{{s}t} no lenger rotten bowes to clime.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle My hart I gaue thee><pmdv1 poem100>
<bkl 2593><tl 0>The louer for{s}aketh his
<bkl 2594><tl 0>vnkinde loue, <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2595><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y hart I gaue thee, not to do it pain:
<bkl 2596><tl 2>But, to p{r}e{s}erue, lo it to thee was taken.
<bkl 2597><tl 3>I {s}erued thee not that I {{s}h}ould be fo{r}{s}aken:
<bkl 2598><tl 4>But, that I {{s}h}ould receiue reward again,
<bkl 2599><tl 5>I was content thy {s}eruant to remain:
<bkl 2600><tl 6>And, not to be repayd after this fa{{s}h}ion.
<bkl 2601><tl 7>Now, {s}ince in thee is there none nother rea{s}on:
<bkl 2602><tl 8>Di{s}plea{s}e thee not, if that I do refrain.
<bkl 2603><tl 9>Vn{s}aciat of my wo, and thy de{s}y{r}e.
<bkl 2604><tl 10>A{{s}{s}}ured by craft fo{r} to excu{s}e thy fault.
<bkl 2605><tl 11>But, {s}ince it plea{s}eth thee to fain defaut:
<bkl 2606><tl 12>Farewell, I {s}ay, departing from the fire.
<bkl 2607><tl 13>Fo{r}, he, that doth beleue bearyng in hand:
<bkl 2608><tl 14>Ploweth in the water: and {s}oweth in the {s}and.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The flaming sighes><pmdv1 poem101>
<bkl 2609><tl 0>The louer de{s}cribeth his
<bkl 2610><tl 0>re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {{s}t}ate. <f bl>

<bkl 2611><tl 0><bkt sig> I.iii.                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 70><fol I3v><f i>
<bkl 2612><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2613><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He flaming {s}ighes that boyle within my b{r}e{{s}t}
<bkl 2614><tl 2>Sometime b{r}eake fo{r}th and they can well declare
<bkl 2615><tl 3>The hart#es vnre{{s}t} and how that it doth fare,
<bkl 2616><tl 4>The pain therof the grief and all the re{{s}t}.
<bkl 2617><tl 5>The watred eyen from whence the teares doe fall,
<bkl 2618><tl 6>Do fele {s}ome fo{r}ce o{r} els they would be d{r}ye:
<bkl 2619><tl 7>The wa{{s}t}ed fle{{s}h} of colour ded can trye,
<bkl 2620><tl 8>and {s}omthing tell what {s}wetene{{s}{s}}e is in gall.
<bkl 2621><tl 9>And he that lu{{s}t} to {s}ee and to di{s}arne,
<bkl 2622><tl 10>How care can fo{r}ce within a weried minde:
<bkl 2623><tl 11>Come he to me I am that place a{{s}{s}}inde.
<bkl 2624><tl 12>But fo{r} all this no fo{r}ce it doth no harme.
<bkl 2625><tl 13>The wound alas happe in {s}ome other place:
<bkl 2626><tl 14>From whence no toole away the {s}kar can race.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2627><tl 15>But you that of {s}uch like haue had your part,
<bkl 2628><tl 16>Can be{{s}t} be iudge wherfo{r}e my frend {s}o deare:
<bkl 2629><tl 17>I thought it good my {{s}t}ate {{s}h}ould now appeare,
<bkl 2630><tl 18>To you and that there is no great de{s}art.
<bkl 2631><tl 19>And wheras you in weighty matters great:
<bkl 2632><tl 20>Of fo{r}tune {s}aw the {{s}h}adow that you know,
<bkl 2633><tl 21>Fo{r} trifling thinges I now am {{s}t}riken {s}o
<bkl 2634><tl 22>That though I fele my hart doth wound and beat:
<bkl 2635><tl 23>I {s}it alone {s}aue on the {s}econd day:
<bkl 2636><tl 24>My feuer comes with whom I {s}pend my time,
<bkl 2637><tl 25>In burning heat while that {{s}h}e li{{s}t} a{{s}{s}}igne.
<bkl 2638><tl 26>And who hath helth and libertie alway:
<bkl 2639><tl 27>Let him thank god and let him not p{r}ouoke,
<bkl 2640><tl 28>To haue the like of this my painfull {{s}t}roke.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle The piller perisht><pmdv1 poem102>
<bkl 2641><tl 0>The louer lamentes the
<bkl 2642><tl 0>death of his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2643><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He piller peri{{s}h}t is wherto I lent,
<bkl 2644><tl 2>The {{s}t}ronge{{s}t} {{s}t}ay of mine vnquiet minde:
<bkl 2645><tl 3>The like of it no man again can finde:
<bkl 2646><tl 4>From Ea{{s}t} to We{{s}t} {{s}t}ill {s}eking though he went,
<bkl 2647><tl 5>To mine vnhappe fo{r} happe away hath rent,
<bkl 2648><tl 6>Of all my ioy the very bark and rynde:
<bkl 2649><tl 7>And I (alas) by chance am thus a{{s}{s}}inde.
<bkl 2650><tl 8>Daily to moo{r}ne till death do it relent,
<bkl 2651><tl 9>But {s}ince that thus it is by de{{s}t}eny,      <tl 0><bkt catchw> What

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<bkl 2652><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2653><tl 10>What can I mo{r}e but haue a wofull hart,
<bkl 2654><tl 11>My penne, in plaint, my voyce in carefull crye:
<bkl 2655><tl 12>My minde in wo, my body full of {s}mart.
<bkl 2656><tl 13>And I my {s}elf, my {s}elfe alwayes to hate,
<bkl 2657><tl 14>Till d{r}eadfull death do ea{s}e my dolefull {{s}t}ate.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Go burning sighes><pmdv1 poem103>
<bkl 2658><tl 0>The louer {s}endeth {s}ighes to
<bkl 2659><tl 0>mone his {s}ute. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2660><tl 1><f 2bki>G<f bl>O burning {s}ighes vnto the fro{s}en hart,
<bkl 2661><tl 2>Go b{r}eake the y{s}e which pities painfull dart.
<bkl 2662><tl 3>Myght neuer perce and yf that mo{r}tall p{r}ayer,
<bkl 2663><tl 4>In heauen be herd, at le{{s}t} yet I de{s}ire.
<bkl 2664><tl 5>That death o{r} mercy end my wofull {s}mart.
<bkl 2665><tl 6>Take with thee payn, wherof I haue my part,
<bkl 2666><tl 7>And eke the flame from which I cannot {{s}t}art,
<bkl 2667><tl 8>And leaue me then in re{{s}t}, I you require:
<bkl 2668><tl 9>Go burning {s}ighes fulfil that I de{s}ire.
<bkl 2669><tl 10>I mu{{s}t} go wo{r}ke I {s}ee by craft and art,
<bkl 2670><tl 11>Fo{r} truth and faith in her is laid apart:
<bkl 2671><tl 12>Alas, I can not therfo{r}e a{{s}{s}}aile her,
<bkl 2672><tl 13>With pitefull complaint and {s}calding fier,
<bkl 2673><tl 14>That from my b{r}e{{s}t} di{s}ceiuably doth {{s}t}art.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle So feble is the threde><pmdv1 poem104>
<bkl 2674><tl 0>Complaint of the ab{s}ence
<bkl 2675><tl 0>of his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2676><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>O feble is the th{r}ede, that doth the burden {{s}t}ay,
<bkl 2677><tl 2>Of my poo{r}e life: in heauy plight, that falleth in decay:
<bkl 2678><tl 3>That, but it haue el{s}where {s}ome ayde o{r} {s}ome {s}uccours:
<bkl 2679><tl 4>The running {s}pindle of my fate anone {{s}h}all end his cour{s}e.
<bkl 2680><tl 5>Fo{r} {s}ince thunhappy hower, that dyd me to depart,
<bkl 2681><tl 6>From my {s}wete weale: one onely hope hath {{s}t}ayed my life, apart:
<bkl 2682><tl 7>Which doth per{s}wade {s}uch wo{r}des vnto my {s}o{r}ed minde:
<bkl 2683><tl 8>Maintain thy {s}elf, O wofull wight, {s}ome better luck to finde.
<bkl 2684><tl 9>Fo{r} though thou be dep{r}iued from thy de{s}ired {s}ight:
<bkl 2685><tl 10>Who can thee tell, if thy returne be fo{r} thy mo{r}e delight?

<bkl 2686><tl 0><bkt sig> I.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> O{r}

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<bkl 2687><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2688><tl 11>O{r}, who can tell, thy lo{{s}{s}}e if thou may{{s}t} once recouer?
<bkl 2689><tl 12>Some plea{s}ant hower thy wo may w{r}appe: |&| thee defend, |&| couer.
<bkl 2690><tl 13>Thus in this tru{{s}t} as yet it hath my life {s}u{{s}t}ained:
<bkl 2691><tl 14>But now (alas) I {s}ee it faint: and I, by tru{{s}t}, am trayned.
<bkl 2692><tl 15>The tyme doth flete, and I {s}e how the howers, do bend
<bkl 2693><tl 16>So fa{{s}t}: that I haue {s}cant the {s}pace to mark my commyng end.
<bkl 2694><tl 17>We{{s}t}ward the {s}onne from out the Ea{{s}t} {s}cant {{s}h}ewes his light:
<bkl 2695><tl 18>When in the We{{s}t} he hides him {{s}t}rayt, within the dark of nyght.
<bkl 2696><tl 19>And comes as fa{{s}t}, where he began, his path aw{r}y.
<bkl 2697><tl 20>From Ea{{s}t} to We{{s}t}, from We{{s}t} to Ea{{s}t} {s}o doth his iourney ly.
<bkl 2698><tl 21>The life {s}o {{s}h}o{r}t, {s}o fraile, that mo{r}tall men liue here:
<bkl 2699><tl 22>So great a weight, {s}o heauy charge the bodies, that we bere:
<bkl 2700><tl 23>That, when I think vpon the di{{s}t}aunce, and the {s}pace:
<bkl 2701><tl 24>That doth {s}o farre deuide me from my dere de{s}ired face:
<bkl 2702><tl 25>I know not, how tattain the winges, that I require,
<bkl 2703><tl 26>To lift me vp: that I might flie, to folow my de{s}y{r}e.
<bkl 2704><tl 27>Thus of that hope, that doth my life {s}omethyng {s}u{{s}t}ayne,
<bkl 2705><tl 28>Alas: I feare, and partly fele: full litle doth remain.
<bkl 2706><tl 29>Eche place doth b{r}ing me griefe: where I do not behold
<bkl 2707><tl 30>Tho{s}e liuely eyes: which of my thoughts wer wont |{th}+e+| keys to hold
<bkl 2708><tl 31>Tho{s}e thoughtes were plea{s}|_a|t {s}wete: whil{{s}t} I enioyed that grace:
<bkl 2709><tl 32>My plea{s}ure pa{{s}t}, my p{r}e{s}ent pain, when I might well emb{r}ace.
<bkl 2710><tl 33>And, fo{r} becau{s}e my want {{s}h}ould mo{r}e my wo encrea{s}e:
<bkl 2711><tl 34>In watch, and {s}lepe, both day, and night, my will doth neuer cea{s}e
<bkl 2712><tl 35>That thing to wi{{s}h}: wherof {s}ince I did lee{s}e the {s}ight:
<bkl 2713><tl 36>Was neuer thing that mought in ought my woful hart delight,
<bkl 2714><tl 37>Thune{s}y lyfe, I lead, doth teach me fo{r} to mete
<bkl 2715><tl 38>The floodes, the {s}eas, the land, the hylles: that doth th|_e| entermete
<bkl 2716><tl 39>Twene me, and tho{s}e {{s}h}ene lightes: that wonted fo{r} to clere
<bkl 2717><tl 40>My darked panges of cloudy thoughts, as b{r}ight as Pheb|9| {s}pere,
<bkl 2718><tl 41>It teacheth me, al{s}o, what was my plea{s}ant {{s}t}ate:
<bkl 2719><tl 42>The mo{r}e to fele, by {s}uch reco{r}d, how that my wealth doth bate.
<bkl 2720><tl 43>If {s}uch reco{r}d (alas) p{r}ouoke thenflamed mynde:
<bkl 2721><tl 44>Which {s}p{r}ong that day, that I did leaue the be{{s}t} of me behynde:
<bkl 2722><tl 45>If loue fo{r}get him{s}elf, by length of ab{s}ence, let:
<bkl 2723><tl 46>Who doth me guyde (O wofull w{r}etch) vnto this bayted net?
<bkl 2724><tl 47>Where doth encrea{s}e my care: much better wer fo{r} me,
<bkl 2725><tl 48>As dumme, as {{s}t}one, all thyng fo{r}got, {{s}t}ill ab{s}ent fo{r} to be.
<bkl 2726><tl 49>Alas: the clere c{r}i{{s}t}all, the b{r}ight tran{s}plendant gla{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 2727><tl 50>Doth not bew{r}ay the colours hidde, which vnderneth it ha{s}e:
<bkl 2728><tl 51>As doth thaccumb{r}ed {s}p{r}ite the thoughtfull th{r}owes di{s}couer,
<bkl 2729><tl 52>Of feares delite, of feruent loue: that in our hartes we couer.
<bkl 2730><tl 53>Out by the{s}e eyes, it {{s}h}eweth that euermo{r}e delight.   <tl 0><bkt catchw> In

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<bkl 2731><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl> 

<bkl 2732><tl 54>In plaint, and teares to {s}eke red{r}e{{s}{s}}e: and eke both day and night.
<bkl 2733><tl 55>The{s}e kindes of plea{s}ures mo{{s}t} wherein men {s}o reioyce,
<bkl 2734><tl 56>To me they do redubble {{s}t}ill of {{s}t}o{r}my {s}ighes the voyce.
<bkl 2735><tl 57>Fo{r}, I am one of them, whom playnt doth well content:
<bkl 2736><tl 58>It {s}its me well: myne ab{s}ent wealth me {s}emes fo{r} to lament:
<bkl 2737><tl 59>And with my teares, ta{{s}{s}}ay to charge myne eies twayn:
<bkl 2738><tl 60>Lyke as my hart aboue the b{r}ink is fraughted full of payn.
<bkl 2739><tl 61>And fo{r}becau{s}e, therto, of tho{s}e fair eyes to treate
<bkl 2740><tl 62>Do me p{r}ouoke: I wyll returne, my plaint thus to repeate.
<bkl 2741><tl 63>Fo{r}, there is nothing els, that toucheth me {s}o within:
<bkl 2742><tl 64>Where they rule all: and I alone nought but the ca{s}e, o{r} {s}kin.
<bkl 2743><tl 65>Wherefo{r}e, I {{s}h}all returne to them, as well, o{r} {s}p{r}ing:
<bkl 2744><tl 66>From whom de{s}cendes my mo{r}tall wo, aboue all other thing.
<bkl 2745><tl 67>So {{s}h}all myne eyes in pain accompany my hart:
<bkl 2746><tl 68>That were the guides, that did it lead of loue to fele the {s}mart.
<bkl 2747><tl 69>The cri{s}ped golde, that doth {s}urmount Apollos p{r}ide:
<bkl 2748><tl 70>The liuely {{s}t}reames of plea{s}ant {{s}t}arres that vnder it doth glyde:
<bkl 2749><tl 71>Wherein the beames of loue doe {{s}t}yll encrea{s}e they{r} heate:
<bkl 2750><tl 72>Which yet {s}o farre touch me {s}o nere, in colde to make me {s}weate.
<bkl 2751><tl 73>The wy{s}e and plea{s}ant talk, {s}o rare, o{r}%els alone:
<bkl 2752><tl 74>That gaue to me the curteis gift, that er{{s}t} had neuer none:
<bkl 2753><tl 75>Be farre from me, alas: and euery other thyng
<bkl 2754><tl 76>I might fo{r}bea{r}e with better wyll: then this that dyd me b{r}yng,
<bkl 2755><tl 77>With plea{s}ant wo{r}de and chere, red{r}e{{s}{s}}e of lingred pain:
<bkl 2756><tl 78>And wonted oft in kindled will to vertue me to trayn.
<bkl 2757><tl 79>Thus, am I fo{r}{{s}t} to heare, and harken after newes.
<bkl 2758><tl 80>My comfo{r}t {s}cant my large de{s}ire in doutfull tru{{s}t} renewes.
<bkl 2759><tl 81>And yet with mo{r}e delite to mone my wofull ca{s}e:
<bkl 2760><tl 82>I mu{{s}t} complain tho{s}e handes, tho{s}e armes: |{th}+t+| firmely do emb{r}ace
<bkl 2761><tl 83>Me from my {s}elf: and rule the {{s}t}erne of my poore lyfe:
<bkl 2762><tl 84>The {s}wete di{s}daines, the plea{s}ant w{r}athes, and eke |{th}+e+| louely {{s}t}rife:
<bkl 2763><tl 85>That wonted well to tune in temper iu{{s}t}, and mete,
<bkl 2764><tl 86>The rage: that oft dyd make me erre, by furour vndi{s}crete.
<bkl 2765><tl 87>All this is hydde me fro, with {{s}h}arp, and ragged hylles:
<bkl 2766><tl 88>At others will, my long abode my depe di{s}paire fullfils.
<bkl 2767><tl 89>And if my hope {s}ometime ry{s}e vp, by {s}ome red{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 2768><tl 90>It {{s}t}umbleth {{s}t}raite, fo{r} feble faint: my feare hath {s}uch exce{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 2769><tl 91>Such is the {s}o{r}t of hope: the le{{s}{s}}e fo{r} mo{r}e de{s}y{r}e:
<bkl 2770><tl 92>And yet I tru{{s}t} ere that I dye to {s}ee that I require:
<bkl 2771><tl 93>The re{{s}t}yng place of loue: where vertue dwelles and growes
<bkl 2772><tl 94>There I de{s}ire, my wery life, {s}omtime, may take repo{s}e.
<bkl 2773><tl 95>My {s}ong: thou {{s}h}alt attain to finde that plea{s}ant place:

<bkl 2774><tl 0><bkt sig> K.i.                         <bkt catchw> Where

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<bkl 2775><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2776><tl 96>Where {{s}h}e doth lyue, by wh|_o| I liue: may chance, to haue this grace
<bkl 2777><tl 97>When {{s}h}e hath red, and {s}ene the grief, wherin I {s}erue:
<bkl 2778><tl 98>Betwene her b{r}e{{s}t}es {{s}h}e {{s}h}all thee put: there, {{s}h}all {{s}h}e thee re{s}erue
<bkl 2779><tl 99>Then, tell her, that I cumme: {{s}h}e {{s}h}all me {{s}h}o{r}tly {s}ee:
<bkl 2780><tl 100>And if fo{r} waighte the body fayle, the {s}oule {{s}h}all to her flee.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Svffised not (madame)><pmdv1 poem105>
<bkl 2781><tl 0>The louer blameth his loue
<bkl 2782><tl 0>for renting of the letter he
<bkl 2783><tl 0>{s}ent her. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2784><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>V{ff}i{s}ed not (madame) that you did teare,
<bkl 2785><tl 2>My wofull hart, but thus al{s}o to rent:
<bkl 2786><tl 3>The weping paper that to you I {s}ent.
<bkl 2787><tl 4>Wherof eche letter was w{r}itten with a teare.
<bkl 2788><tl 5>Could not my p{r}e{s}ent paines, alas {s}u{ff}i{s}e,
<bkl 2789><tl 6>Your gredy hart? and that my hart doth fele,
<bkl 2790><tl 7>To{r}mentes that p{r}ick mo{r}e {{s}h}arper then the {{s}t}ele,
<bkl 2791><tl 8>But new and new mu{{s}t} to my lot ari{s}e.
<bkl 2792><tl 9>V{s}e then my death. So {{s}h}al your cruelty:
<bkl 2793><tl 10>Spite of your {s}pite rid me from all my {s}mart,
<bkl 2794><tl 11>And I no mo{r}e {s}uch to{r}mentes of the hart:
<bkl 2795><tl 12>Fele as I do. This {{s}h}alt thou gain thereby.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle When first mine eyes><pmdv1 poem106>
<bkl 2796><tl 0>The louer cur{s}eth the tyme
<bkl 2797><tl 0>when fir{{s}t} he fell in loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2798><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hen fir{{s}t} mine eyes did view, and marke,
<bkl 2799><tl 2>Thy faire beawtie to beholde:
<bkl 2800><tl 3>And when mine eares li{{s}t}ned to hark:
<bkl 2801><tl 4>The plea{s}ant wo{r}des, that thou me tolde:
<bkl 2802><tl 5>I would as then, I had been free,
<bkl 2803><tl 6>From eares to heare, and eyes to {s}ee.
<bkl 2804><tl 7>And when my lips gan fir{{s}t} to moue,
<bkl 2805><tl 8>Wherby my hart to thee was knowne:
<bkl 2806><tl 9>And when my tong did talk of loue,
<bkl 2807><tl 10>To thee that ha{{s}t} true loue down th{r}owne:
<bkl 2808><tl 11>I would, my lips, and tong al{s}o:

<bkl 2809><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Had

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<bkl 2810><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2811><tl 12>Had then bene dum, no deale to go.
<bkl 2812><tl 13>And when my handes haue handled ought,
<bkl 2813><tl 14>That thee hath kept in memo{r}ie:
<bkl 2814><tl 15>And when my fete haue gone, and {s}ought
<bkl 2815><tl 16>To finde and geat thy company:
<bkl 2816><tl 17>I would, eche hand a foote had bene,
<bkl 2817><tl 18>And I eche foote a hand had {s}ene.
<bkl 2818><tl 19>And when in mynde I did con{s}ent
<bkl 2819><tl 20>To folow this my fan{s}ies will:
<bkl 2820><tl 21>And when my hart did fir{{s}t} relent,
<bkl 2821><tl 22>To ta{{s}t} {s}uch bayt, my life to {s}pyll:
<bkl 2822><tl 23>I would, my hart had bene as thyne:
<bkl 2823><tl 24>O{r}%els thy hart had bene, as mine.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Synce loue wyll nedes><pmdv1 poem107>
<bkl 2824><tl 0>The louer determineth to
<bkl 2825><tl 0>{s}erue faithfully. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2826><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ynce loue wyll nedes, that I {{s}h}all loue:
<bkl 2827><tl 2>Of very fo{r}ce I mu{{s}t} agree.
<bkl 2828><tl 3>And {s}ince no chance may it remoue:
<bkl 2829><tl 4>In welth, and in aduer{s}itie,
<bkl 2830><tl 5>I {{s}h}all alway my {s}elf apply
<bkl 2831><tl 6>To {s}erue, and {s}u{ff}er paciently.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2832><tl 7>Though fo{r} good will I finde but hate:
<bkl 2833><tl 8>And cruelty my life to wa{{s}t}:
<bkl 2834><tl 9>And though that {{s}t}ill a w{r}etched {{s}t}ate
<bkl 2835><tl 10>Should pine my dayes vnto the la{{s}t}:
<bkl 2836><tl 11>Yet I p{r}ofe{{s}{s}}e it willingly.
<bkl 2837><tl 12>To {s}erue, and {s}u{ff}er paciently.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2838><tl 13>Fo{r} {s}ince my hart is bound to {s}erue:
<bkl 2839><tl 14>And I not ruler of mine owne:
<bkl 2840><tl 15>What {s}o befall, tyll that I {{s}t}erue.
<bkl 2841><tl 16>By p{r}oofe full well it {{s}h}all be knowne:
<bkl 2842><tl 17>That I {{s}h}all {{s}t}ill my {s}elfe apply
<bkl 2843><tl 18>To {s}erue, and {s}u{ff}er paciently.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2844><tl 19>Yea though my grief finde no red{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 2845><tl 20>But {{s}t}ill increa{s}e befo{r}e mine eyes:
<bkl 2846><tl 21>Though my reward be cruelne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 2847><tl 22>With all the harme, happe can deui{s}e:
<bkl 2848><tl 23>Yet I p{r}ofe{{s}{s}}e it willingly

<bkl 2849><tl 0><bkt sig> K.ii.                        <bkt catchw> To

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<bkl 2850><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2851><tl 24>To {s}erue, and {s}u{ff}er paciently.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2852><tl 25>Yea though fo{r}tune her plea{s}ant face
<bkl 2853><tl 26>Should {{s}h}ew, to {s}et me vp a loft:
<bkl 2854><tl 27>And {{s}t}reight, my wealth fo{r} to deface,
<bkl 2855><tl 28>Should w{r}ithe away, as {{s}h}e doth oft:
<bkl 2856><tl 29>Yet would I {{s}t}yll my {s}elf apply
<bkl 2857><tl 30>To {s}erue and {s}u{ff}er paciently.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 2858><tl 31>There is no grief, no {s}mart, no wo:
<bkl 2859><tl 32>That yet I fele, o{r} after {{s}h}all:
<bkl 2860><tl 33>That from this mynde may make me go,
<bkl 2861><tl 34>And what{s}oeuer me befall:
<bkl 2862><tl 35>I do p{r}ofe{{s}{s}}e it willingly
<bkl 2863><tl 36>To {s}erue and {s}u{ff}er paciently.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Mystrustfull mindes be moued><pmdv1 poem108>
<bkl 2864><tl 0>The louer {s}u{s}pected bla{\-}
<bkl 2865><tl 0>meth yll tonges. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2866><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y{{s}t}ru{{s}t}full mindes be moued
<bkl 2867><tl 2>To haue me in {s}u{s}pect.
<bkl 2868><tl 3>The troth it {{s}h}al%be p{r}oued:
<bkl 2869><tl 4>Which time {{s}h}all once detect.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2870><tl 5>Though fal{{s}h}ed go about
<bkl 2871><tl 6>Of crime me to accu{s}e:
<bkl 2872><tl 7>At length I do not doute,
<bkl 2873><tl 8>But truth {{s}h}all me excu{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2874><tl 9>Such {s}awce, as they haue {s}erued
<bkl 2875><tl 10>To me without de{s}art:
<bkl 2876><tl 11>Euen as they haue de{s}erued:
<bkl 2877><tl 12>Therof god {s}end them part.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r> 
<stitle It burneth yet><pmdv1 poem109>
<bkl 2878><tl 0>The louer complaineth and his
<bkl 2879><tl 0>lady comforteth. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
(* On this page, trimming has severed the printed part attributions on the left; these have been added in pen.  
What remains of the print next to lines 1 and 2 --  uer.  and  dy.  (the  u  and  d  are only partially visible) -- 
suggests that the abbreviations match the parts of Lover and Lady ascribed by the title. *)
<bkl 2880><tl 1><bkt msnote>Lo <bkt text><f 2bki>I<f bl>T burneth yet, alas, my hartes de{s}ire.
<bkl 2881><tl 2><bkt msnote>La: <bkt text>What is the thing, that hath in{fl}amde thy hert?
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2882><tl 3><bkt msnote>Lo: <bkt text>A certain point, as feruent, as the fy{r}e.
<bkl 2883><tl 4><bkt msnote>La: <bkt text>The heate {{s}h}all cea{s}e, if that thou wilt conuert.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2884><tl 5><bkt msnote>Lo: <bkt text>I cannot {{s}t}oppe the feruent raging y{r}e.

<bkl 2885><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> What

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<bkl 2886><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2887><tl 6>La. What may I do, if thy {s}elf cau{s}e thy {s}mart?
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2888><tl 7>Lo. Heare my reque{{s}t}, alas, with weping chere.
<bkl 2889><tl 8>La. With right good wyll, {s}ay on: lo, I thee here.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2890><tl 9>Lo. That thing would I, that maketh two content.
<bkl 2891><tl 10>La. Thou {s}eke{{s}t}, perchance, of me, that I may not.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 2892><tl 11>Lo. Would god, thou would{{s}t}, as thou mai{{s}t}, well a{{s}{s}}ent.
<bkl 2893><tl 12>La. That I may not, thy grief is mine: God wot.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 2894><tl 13>Lo. But I it fele, what {s}o thy wo{r}des haue ment.
<bkl 2895><tl 14>La. Su{s}pect me not: my wo{r}des be not fo{r}got.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 2896><tl 15>Lo. Then {s}ay, alas: {{s}h}all I haue help? o{r} no.
<bkl 2897><tl 16>La. I {s}ee no time to an{s}wer, yea, but no.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 2898><tl 17>Lo. Say ye, dere hart: and {{s}t}and no mo{r}e in dout.
<bkl 2899><tl 18>La. I may not grant a thing, that is {s}o dere.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 2900><tl 19>Lo. Lo, with delayes thou d{r}ieues me {{s}t}ill about.
<bkl 2901><tl 20>La. Thou woulde{{s}t} my death: it plainly doth appere.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 2902><tl 21>Lo. Fir{{s}t}, may my hart his bloode, and life blede out.
<bkl 2903><tl 22>La. Then fo{r} my {s}ake, alas, thy will fo{r}bere.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 2904><tl 23>Lo, From day to day, thus wa{{s}t}es my life away.
<bkl 2905><tl 24>La. Yet, fo{r} the be{{s}t}, {s}u{ff}er {s}ome {s}mall delay.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 2906><tl 25>Lo. Now, good, {s}ay yea: do once {s}o good a dede.
<bkl 2907><tl 26>La. If I {s}ayd yea: what {{s}h}ould therof en{s}ue?
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 2908><tl 27>Lo. An hart in pain of {s}uccour {s}o {{s}h}ould {s}pede,
<bkl 2909><tl 28>Twixt yea, and nay, my doute {{s}h}all {{s}t}yll renew.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 2910><tl 29>My {s}wete, {s}ay yea: and do away this d{r}ede.
<bkl 2911><tl 30>La. Thou wilt nedes {s}o: be it {s}o: but then be trew.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 2912><tl 31>Lo. Nought would I els, no{r} other trea{s}nre[[sic 'trea{s}ure']] none.
<bkl 2913><tl 32>Thus, hartes be wonne, by loue, reque{{s}t} and mone.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Of purpose, loue chose first><pmdv1 poem110>
<bkl 2914><tl 0>why loue is blinde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2915><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl>F purpo{s}e, loue cho{s}e fir{{s}t} fo{r} to be blinde:
<bkl 2916><tl 2>Fo{r}, he with {s}ight of that, that I beholde,
<bkl 2917><tl 3>Vanqui{{s}h}t had been, again{{s}t} all godly kinde.
<bkl 2918><tl 4>His bow your hand, and tru{{s}{s}}e {{s}h}ould haue vnfolde.
<bkl 2919><tl 5>And he with me to {s}erue had bene a{{s}{s}}inde.
<bkl 2920><tl 6>But, fo{r} he blinde, and reckle{{s}{s}}e would him holde:
<bkl 2921><tl 7>And {{s}t}ill, by chance, his dedly {{s}t}rokes be{{s}t}owe:
<bkl 2922><tl 8>With {s}uch, as {s}ee, I {s}erue, and {s}u{ff}er wo.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle What rage is this?><pmdv1 poem111>
<bkl 2923><tl 0>To his vnkinde loue. <f bl>

<bkl 2924><tl 0><bkt sig> K.iii.                       <bkt catchw> What

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<bkl 2925><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2926><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat rage is this? what furo{r}? of what kinde?
<bkl 2927><tl 2>What power, what plage doth wery thus my minde:
<bkl 2928><tl 3>Within my bones to rankle is a{{s}{s}}inde
<bkl 2929><tl 4>What poy{s}on plea{s}ant {s}wete?
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2930><tl 5>Lo, {s}ee, myne eyes flow with continuall teares:
<bkl 2931><tl 6>The body {{s}t}ill away {s}lepele{{s}{s}}e it weares:
<bkl 2932><tl 7>My foode nothing my fainting {{s}t}rength repay{r}es,
<bkl 2933><tl 8>No{r} doth my limmes {s}u{{s}t}ain.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2934><tl 9>In depe wide wound, the dedly {{s}t}roke doth turne:
<bkl 2935><tl 10>To cureles {s}karre that neuer {{s}h}all returne.
<bkl 2936><tl 11>Go to: triumph: reioyce thy goodly turne:
<bkl 2937><tl 12>Thy frend thou doe{{s}t} opp{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2938><tl 13>Opp{r}e{{s}{s}}e thou doe{{s}t}: and ha{{s}t} of him no cure:
<bkl 2939><tl 14>No{r} yet my plaint no pitie can p{r}ocure.
<bkl 2940><tl 15>Fierce Tigre, fell, hard rock without recure:
<bkl 2941><tl 16>Cruell rebell to Loue,
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2942><tl 17>Once may thou loue, neuer beloued again:
<bkl 2943><tl 18>So loue thou {{s}t}yll, and not thy loue obtain:
<bkl 2944><tl 19>So w{r}athfull loue, with {s}pites of iu{{s}t} di{s}dain,
<bkl 2945><tl 20>May th{r}et thy cruell hart.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Desire (alas) my master><pmdv1 poem112>
<bkl 2946><tl 0>The louer blameth hs[[sic 'his']] in{\-}
<bkl 2947><tl 0>{{s}t}ant de{s}yre. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2948><tl 1><f 2bki>D<f bl>E{s}ire (alas) my ma{{s}t}er, and my fo:
<bkl 2949><tl 2>So {s}o{r}e altred thy {s}elf how may{{s}t} thou {s}ee?
<bkl 2950><tl 3>Sometime thou {s}eke{{s}t}, that d{r}ieues me to and fro
<bkl 2951><tl 4>Sometime, thou lead{{s}t}, that leadeth thee, and me.
<bkl 2952><tl 5>What rea{s}on is to rule thy {s}ubiectes {s}o?
<bkl 2953><tl 6>By fo{r}ced law, and mutabilitie.
<bkl 2954><tl 7>Fo{r} where by thee I douted to haue blame:
<bkl 2955><tl 8>Euen now by hate again I dout the%{s}ame.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle I see, that chance><pmdv1 poem113>
<bkl 2956><tl 0>The louer complayneth
<bkl 2957><tl 0>his e{{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2958><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> {s}ee, that chance hath cho{s}en me
<bkl 2959><tl 2>Thus {s}ecretely to liue in paine:
<bkl 2960><tl 3>And to an other geuen the fee

<bkl 2961><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Of

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<bkl 2962><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 2963><tl 4>Of all my lo{{s}{s}}e to haue the gayn.
<bkl 2964><tl 5>By chance a{{s}{s}}inde thus do I {s}erue:
<bkl 2965><tl 6>And other haue, that I de{s}erue.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 2966><tl 7>Vnto my {s}elf {s}ometime alone
<bkl 2967><tl 8>I do lament my wofull ca{s}e.
<bkl 2968><tl 9>But what auaileth me to mone?
<bkl 2969><tl 10>Since troth, and pitie hath no place
<bkl 2970><tl 11>In them: to whom I {s}ue and {s}erue:
<bkl 2971><tl 12>And other haue, that I de{s}erue.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 2972><tl 13>To {s}eke by meane to change this minde:
<bkl 2973><tl 14>Alas, I p{r}oue, it will not be.
<bkl 2974><tl 15>Fo{r} in my hart I cannot finde
<bkl 2975><tl 16>Once to refrain, but {{s}t}ill agree,
<bkl 2976><tl 17>As bounde by fo{r}ce, alway to {s}erue:
<bkl 2977><tl 18>And other haue, that I de{s}erue.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 2978><tl 19>Such is the fo{r}tune, that I haue
<bkl 2979><tl 20>To loue them mo{{s}t}, that loue me le{{s}t}:
<bkl 2980><tl 21>And to my pain to {s}eke, and craue
<bkl 2981><tl 22>The thing, that other haue po{{s}{s}}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 2982><tl 23>So thus in vain alway I {s}erue.
<bkl 2983><tl 24>And other haue, that I de{s}erue.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 2984><tl 25>And till I may apea{s}e the heate:
<bkl 2985><tl 26>If that my happe will happe {s}o well:
<bkl 2986><tl 27>To waile my wo my hart {{s}h}all freate:
<bkl 2987><tl 28>Who{s}e pen{s}if pain my tong can tell.
<bkl 2988><tl 29>Yet thus vnhappy mu{{s}t} I {s}erue:
<bkl 2989><tl 30>And other haue, that I de{s}erue.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle For shamefast harm of great><pmdv1 poem114>
<bkl 2990><tl 0>Again{{s}t} hourders of money. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 2991><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>O{r} {{s}h}amefa{{s}t} harm of great, and hatefull nede:
<bkl 2992><tl 2>In depe de{s}pay{r}e, as did a w{r}etch go,
<bkl 2993><tl 3>With ready co{r}de, out of his life to {s}pede:
<bkl 2994><tl 4>His {{s}t}umbling foote did finde an hoo{r}de, lo,
<bkl 2995><tl 5>Of golde, I {s}ay: where he p{r}eparde this dede:
<bkl 2996><tl 6>And in e{s}change, he left the co{r}de, tho.
<bkl 2997><tl 7>He, that had hidde the golde, and founde it not:
<bkl 2998><tl 8>Of that, he founde, he {{s}h}apte his neck a knot.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Vvlcane begat me><pmdv1 poem115>
<bkl 2999><tl 0>Di{s}cripcion of a gonne. <f bl>

<bkl 3000><tl 0><bkt sig> K.iii.[[sic 'K.iiii.']]      <bkt catchw> Vulcane

<page.break><page 80><fol K4v><f i>
<bkl 3001><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3002><tl 1><f 2bki>V<f bl>Vulcane[[sic '<f 2bki>V<f bl>Vlcane']] begat me: Minerua me taught:
<bkl 3003><tl 2>Nature, my mother: Craft nouri{{s}h}t me yere by yere:
<bkl 3004><tl 3>Th{r}ee bodyes are my foode: my {{s}t}rength is in naught:
<bkl 3005><tl 4>Angre, w{r}ath, wa{{s}t}, and noyce are my child{r}en dere.
<bkl 3006><tl 5>Ge{{s}{s}}e, frend, what I am: and how I am w{r}aught:
<bkl 3007><tl 6>Mon{{s}t}er of {s}ea, o{r} of land, o{r} of els where.
<bkl 3008><tl 7>Know me, and v{s}e me: and I may thee defend:
<bkl 3009><tl 8>And if I be thine enmy, I may thy life end.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Syghes are my foode><pmdv1 poem116>
<bkl 3010><tl 0>wiat being in pri{s}on, to
<bkl 3011><tl 0>Brian. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3012><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Yghes are my foode: my d{r}ink are my teares.
<bkl 3013><tl 2>Clinkyng of fetrers would {s}uch Mu{s}ick craue,
<bkl 3014><tl 3>Stink, and clo{s}e ayer away my life it weares.
<bkl 3015><tl 4>Po{r}e innocence is all the hope, I haue.
<bkl 3016><tl 5>Rayn, winde, o{r} wether iudge I by mine eares.
<bkl 3017><tl 6>Malice a{{s}{s}}aultes, that righteou{s}ne{{s}{s}}e {{s}h}ould haue.
<bkl 3018><tl 7>Sure am I, B{r}ian, this wound {{s}h}all heale again:
<bkl 3019><tl 8>But yet alas, the {s}karre {{s}h}all {{s}t}ill remayn.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Through out the world><pmdv1 poem117>
<bkl 3020><tl 0>Of di{{s}{s}}embling wordes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3021><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>H{r}ough out the wo{r}ld if it wer {s}ought,
<bkl 3022><tl 2>Faire wo{r}des ynough a man {{s}h}all finde:
<bkl 3023><tl 3>They be good chepe they co{{s}t} right nought.
<bkl 3024><tl 4>Their {s}ub{{s}t}ance is but onely winde:
<bkl 3025><tl 5>But well to {s}ay and {s}o to mene,
<bkl 3026><tl 6>That {s}wete aco{r}d is {s}eldom {s}ene.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Stond who so list><pmdv1 poem118>
<bkl 3027><tl 0>Of the meane and {s}ure
<bkl 3028><tl 0>e{{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3029><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Tond who {s}o li{{s}t} vpon the {s}lipper whele,
<bkl 3030><tl 2>Of hye a{{s}t}ate and let me here reioyce.
<bkl 3031><tl 3>And v{s}e my life in quietne{{s}{s}}e eche dele,
<bkl 3032><tl 4>Vnknowen in court that hath the wanton toyes.

<bkl 3033><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> In

<page.break><page 81><fol L1r><f i>
<bkl 3034><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl> 

<bkl 3035><tl 5>In hidden place my time {{s}h}all {{s}l}owly pa{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 3036><tl 6>And when my yeres be pa{{s}t} withouten noyce
<bkl 3037><tl 7>Let me dye olde after the common trace
<bkl 3038><tl 8>Fo{r} gripes of death doth he to hardly pa{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 3039><tl 9>That knowen is to all: but to him {s}elfe alas,
<bkl 3040><tl 10>He dyeth vnknowen, da{s}ed with d{r}eadfull face.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle In court to serue><pmdv1 poem119>
<bkl 3041><tl 0>The courtiers life. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3042><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N court to {s}erue decked with fre{{s}h}e aray,
<bkl 3043><tl 2>Of {s}ugred meates felyng the {s}wete repa{{s}t}:
<bkl 3044><tl 3>The life in bankets, and {s}und{r}y kindes of play,
<bkl 3045><tl 4>Amid the p{r}e{{s}{s}}e of lo{r}dly lokes to wa{{s}t}e,
<bkl 3046><tl 5>Hath with it ioynde oft times {s}uch bitter ta{{s}t}e.
<bkl 3047><tl 6>That who {s}o ioyes {s}uch kinde of life to holde,
<bkl 3048><tl 7>In p{r}i{s}on ioyes fettred with cheines of gold.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Of Carthage he><pmdv1 poem120>
<bkl 3049><tl 0>Of di{s}apointed purpo{s}e by
<bkl 3050><tl 0>negligence. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3051><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl>F Carthage he that wo{r}thy warriour
<bkl 3052><tl 2>Could ouercome, but could not v{s}e his chaunce
<bkl 3053><tl 3>And I likewi{s}e of all my long endeuour
<bkl 3054><tl 4>The {{s}h}arpe conque{{s}t} though fo{r}tune did aduance,
<bkl 3055><tl 5>Ne could I v{s}e. The holde that is geuen ouer,
<bkl 3056><tl 6>I vnpo{{s}{s}}e{{s}t}. {s}o hangeth in balance
<bkl 3057><tl 7>Of warre, my peace, reward of all my paine,
<bkl 3058><tl 8>At Mountzon thus I re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e re{{s}t} in Spaine.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Tagus farewel><pmdv1 poem121>
<bkl 3059><tl 0>Of his returne from Spaine. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3060><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Agus farewel that we{{s}t}ward with thy {{s}t}remes
<bkl 3061><tl 2>Turnes vp the graines of gold already tried,
<bkl 3062><tl 3>Fo{r} I with {s}purre and {s}aile go {s}eke the temmes,
<bkl 3063><tl 4>Gaineward the {s}unne that {{s}h}eweth her welthy p{r}ide,
<bkl 3064><tl 5>And to the towne that B{r}utus {s}ought by d{r}eames,
<bkl 3065><tl 6>Like bended mone that leanes her lu{{s}t}y {s}ide.
<bkl 3066><tl 7>My king, my countrey, I {s}eke fo{r} whom I liue,
<bkl 3067><tl 8>O mighty Ioue the windes fo{r} this me geue.

<bkl 3068><tl 0><bkt sig> L.i.                         <bkt catchw> Of

<page.break><page 82><fol L1v><f i>
<bkl 3069><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Driuen by desire><pmdv1 poem122>
<bkl 3070><tl 0>Of {s}odaine tru{{s}t}yng. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3071><tl 1><f 2bki>D<f bl>Riuen by de{s}ire I did this dede
<bkl 3072><tl 2>To danger my {s}elf without cau{s}e why:
<bkl 3073><tl 3>To tru{{s}t} thuntrue not like to {s}pede,
<bkl 3074><tl 4>To {s}peake and p{r}omi{s}e faythfully:
<bkl 3075><tl 5>But now the p{r}oufe doth verifie,
<bkl 3076><tl 6>That who {s}o tru{{s}t}eth ere he know.
<bkl 3077><tl 7>Doth hurt him {s}elf and plea{s}e his foe.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle In doubtfull breast><pmdv1 poem123>
<bkl 3078><tl 0>Of the mother that eat her
<bkl 3079><tl 0>childe at the {s}iege of
<bkl 3080><tl 0>Ieru{s}alem. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3081><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N doubtfull b{r}ea{{s}t} whiles motherly pity
<bkl 3082><tl 2>With furious famine {{s}t}andeth at debate,
<bkl 3083><tl 3>The mother {s}ayth: O childe vnhappy
<bkl 3084><tl 4>Returne thy bloud where thou had{{s}t} milke of late
<bkl 3085><tl 5>Yeld me tho{s}e lymmes that I made vnto thee,
<bkl 3086><tl 6>And enter there where thou were generate.
<bkl 3087><tl 7>Fo{r} of one body agayn{{s}t} all nature,
<bkl 3088><tl 8>To an other mu{{s}t} I make {s}epulture.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle My mothers maides><pmdv1 poem124>
<bkl 3089><tl 0>Of the meane and {s}ure e{{s}t}ate
<bkl 3090><tl 0>written to Iohn Poins. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3091><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y mothers maides when they do {s}owe and {s}pinne:
<bkl 3092><tl 2>They {s}ing a {s}ong made of the feldi{{s}h}e mou{s}e:
<bkl 3093><tl 3>That fo{r}bicau{s}e her liuelod was but thinne,
<bkl 3094><tl 4>Would nedes go {s}e her towni{{s}h} {s}i{{s}t}ers hou{s}e,
<bkl 3095><tl 5>She thought, her {s}elfe endured to greuous payne,
<bkl 3096><tl 6>The {{s}t}o{r}my bla{{s}t}es her caue {s}o {s}o{r}e did {s}ow{s}e:
<bkl 3097><tl 7>That when the furrowes {s}wimmed with the rayne:
<bkl 3098><tl 8>She mu{{s}t} lie colde, and wet in {s}o{r}y plight.
<bkl 3099><tl 9>And wo{r}{s}e then that, bare meat there did remaine
<bkl 3100><tl 10>To comfo{r}t her, when {{s}h}e her hou{s}e had dight:
<bkl 3101><tl 11>Sometime a barly co{r}ne: {s}ometime a beane:

<bkl 3102><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Fo{r}{\-}[[sic 'Fo{r}']]

<page.break><page 83><fol L2r><f i>
<bkl 3103><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3104><tl 12>Fo{r} which {{s}h}e laboured hard both day and night,
<bkl 3105><tl 13>In harue{{s}t} tyme, while {{s}h}e might go and gleane.
<bkl 3106><tl 14>And when her {{s}t}o{r}e was {{s}t}royed with the {fl}oode:
<bkl 3107><tl 15>Then weleaway fo{r} {{s}h}e vndone was cleane.
<bkl 3108><tl 16>Then was {{s}h}e faine to take in {{s}t}ede of fode,
<bkl 3109><tl 17>Slepe if {{s}h}e might, her honger to begyle.
<bkl 3110><tl 18>My {s}i{{s}t}er (quod {{s}h}e) hath a liuyng good:
<bkl 3111><tl 19>And hence from me {{s}h}e dwelleth not a myle.
<bkl 3112><tl 20>In colde and {{s}t}o{r}me, {{s}h}e lieth warme and d{r}y,
<bkl 3113><tl 21>In bed of downe: the durt doth not defile
<bkl 3114><tl 22>Her tender fote, {{s}h}e labours not as I,
<bkl 3115><tl 23>Richely {{s}h}e fedes, and at the richemans co{{s}t}:
<bkl 3116><tl 24>And fo{r} her meat {{s}h}e nedes not craue no{r} cry.
<bkl 3117><tl 25>By {s}ea, by land, of delicates the mo{{s}t}
<bkl 3118><tl 26>Her cater {s}ekes, and {s}pareth fo{r} no perill:
<bkl 3119><tl 27>She fedes on boyle meat, bake meat, and on ro{{s}t}:
<bkl 3120><tl 28>And hath therfo{r}e no whit of charge no{r} trauell.
<bkl 3121><tl 29>And when {{s}h}e li{{s}t} the licour of the grape
<bkl 3122><tl 30>Doth glad her hart, till that her belly {s}well.
<bkl 3123><tl 31>And at this iourney makes {{s}h}e but a iape:
<bkl 3124><tl 32>So fo{r}th {{s}h}e goes, tru{{s}t}ing of all this wealth,
<bkl 3125><tl 33>With her {s}i{{s}t}er her part {s}o fo{r} to {{s}h}ape:
<bkl 3126><tl 34>That if {{s}h}e might there kepe her {s}elf in health:
<bkl 3127><tl 35>To liue a Lady while her life doth la{{s}t}.
<bkl 3128><tl 36>And to the do{r}e now is {{s}h}e come by {{s}t}ealth:
<bkl 3129><tl 37>And with her fote anone {{s}h}e {s}crapes full fa{{s}t}.
<bkl 3130><tl 38>Thother fo{r} fear, dur{{s}t} not well {s}car{s}e appere:
<bkl 3131><tl 39>Of euery noy{s}e {s}o was the w{r}etch aga{{s}t}.
<bkl 3132><tl 40>At la{{s}t}, {{s}h}e a{s}ked {s}oftly who was there.
<bkl 3133><tl 41>And in her language as well as {{s}h}e could,
<bkl 3134><tl 42>Pepe (quod the other) {s}i{{s}t}er I am here.
<bkl 3135><tl 43>Peace (quod the towne mou{s}e) why {s}peake{{s}t} thou {s}o loude?
<bkl 3136><tl 44>And by the hand {{s}h}e toke her fay{r}e and well.
<bkl 3137><tl 45>Welcome (quod {{s}h}e) my {s}i{{s}t}er by the rode.
<bkl 3138><tl 46>She fea{{s}t}ed her that ioye it was to tell
<bkl 3139><tl 47>The fare they hadde, they d{r}anke the wine {s}o clere:
<bkl 3140><tl 48>And as to purpo{s}e now and then it fell:
<bkl 3141><tl 49>She chered her, with how {s}i{{s}t}er what chere?
<bkl 3142><tl 50>Amid this ioye be fell a {s}o{r}y chance:
<bkl 3143><tl 51>That (weleaway) the {{s}t}ranger bought full dere
<bkl 3144><tl 52>The fare {{s}h}e had. Fo{r} as {{s}h}e lookt a {s}cance:
<bkl 3145><tl 53>Vnder a {{s}t}ole {{s}h}e {s}pied two {{s}t}emyng eyes.

<bkl 3146><tl 0><bkt sig> L.ii                         <bkt catchw> In

<page.break><page 84><fol L2v><f i>
<bkl 3147><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3148><tl 54>In a rounde head, with {{s}h}arpe eares: in Fraunce
<bkl 3149><tl 55>Was neuer mou{s}e {s}o ferde, fo{r} the vnwi{s}e
<bkl 3150><tl 56>Had not y{s}ene {s}uch a bea{{s}t} befo{r}e.
<bkl 3151><tl 57>Yet had nature taught her after her gi{s}e,
<bkl 3152><tl 58>To know her fo: and d{r}ead him euermo{r}e.
<bkl 3153><tl 59>The townemou{s}e {fl}ed: {{s}h}e knew whither to go:
<bkl 3154><tl 60>The other had no {{s}h}ift, but wonders {s}o{r}e
<bkl 3155><tl 61>Ferde of her life, at home {{s}h}e wi{{s}h}t her tho:
<bkl 3156><tl 62>And to the do{r}e (alas) as {{s}h}e did {s}kippe:
<bkl 3157><tl 63>The heauen it would, lo: and eke her chance was {s}o:
<bkl 3158><tl 64>At the th{r}e{{s}h}old her {s}ely fote did trippe:
<bkl 3159><tl 65>And ere {{s}h}e might recouer it agayne:
<bkl 3160><tl 66>The traytour cat had caught her by the hippe:
<bkl 3161><tl 67>And made her there again{{s}t} hir will remayne:
<bkl 3162><tl 68>That had fo{r}got her power, {s}urety and re{{s}t},
<bkl 3163><tl 69>Fo{r} {s}emyng welth, wherin {{s}h}e thought to raine.
<bkl 3164><tl 70>Alas (my Poyns) how men do {s}eke the be{{s}t},
<bkl 3165><tl 71>And finde the wo{r}{{s}t}, by errour as they {{s}t}ray,
<bkl 3166><tl 72>And no maruell, when {s}ight is {s}o opp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 3167><tl 73>And blindes the guide, anone out of the way
<bkl 3168><tl 74>Goeth guide and all in {s}eking quiet life.
<bkl 3169><tl 75>O w{r}etched mindes, there is no golde that may
<bkl 3170><tl 76>Graunt that you {s}eke, no warre, no peace, no {{s}t}rife.
<bkl 3171><tl 77>No, no, although thy head were hoopt with golde,
<bkl 3172><tl 78>Sergeant with mace, with hawbart, {s}wo{r}d, no{r} knife,
<bkl 3173><tl 79>Can not repul{s}e the care that folow {{s}h}ould.
<bkl 3174><tl 80>Ech kinde of life hath with him his di{s}ea{s}e.
<bkl 3175><tl 81>Liue in delite, euen as thy lu{{s}t} would:
<bkl 3176><tl 82>And thou {{s}h}alt finde, when lu{{s}t} doth mo{{s}t} thee plea{s}e:
<bkl 3177><tl 83>It irketh {{s}t}raight, and by it {s}elfe doth fade.
<bkl 3178><tl 84>A {s}mall thing is it, that may thy minde appea{s}e.
<bkl 3179><tl 85>None of you al there is, that is {s}o madde,
<bkl 3180><tl 86>To {s}eke fo{r} grapes on b{r}ambles, o{r} on b{r}yers:
<bkl 3181><tl 87>No{r} none I trow that hath his witte {s}o badde,
<bkl 3182><tl 88>To {s}et his haye fo{r} conies ouer riuers:
<bkl 3183><tl 89>No{r} ye {s}et not a d{r}agge net fo{r} an hare.
<bkl 3184><tl 90>And yet the thing, that mo{{s}t} is your de{s}ire,
<bkl 3185><tl 91>You do mi{{s}{s}}eke, with mo{r}e trauell and care.
<bkl 3186><tl 92>Make plaine thine hart, that it be not knotted
<bkl 3187><tl 93>With hope o{r} d{r}eade, and {s}e thy will be bare
<bkl 3188><tl 94>From all a{ff}ectes, whom vice hath euer {s}potted.
<bkl 3189><tl 95>Thy {s}elfe content with that is thee a{{s}{s}}inde:

<bkl 3190><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 85><fol L3r><f i>
<bkl 3191><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3192><tl 96>And v{s}e it well that is to thee alotted.
<bkl 3193><tl 97>Then {s}eke no mo{r}e out of thy {s}elfe to finde
<bkl 3194><tl 98>The thing that thou ha{{s}t} {s}ought {s}o long befo{r}e.
<bkl 3195><tl 99>Fo{r} thou {{s}h}alt feele it {{s}t}ickyng in thy minde,
<bkl 3196><tl 100>Madde if ye li{{s}t} to continue your {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 3197><tl 101>Let p{r}e{s}ent pa{{s}{s}}e, and gape on time to come:
<bkl 3198><tl 102>And depe your {s}elfe in trauell mo{r}e and mo{r}e.
<bkl 3199><tl 103>Hencefo{r}th (my Poins) this {{s}h}al%be all and {s}umme
<bkl 3200><tl 104>The{s}e w{r}etched foles {{s}h}all haue nought els of me:
<bkl 3201><tl 105>But, to the great God and to his dome,
<bkl 3202><tl 106>None other paine p{r}ay I fo{r} them to be:
<bkl 3203><tl 107>But when the rage doth leade them from the right:
<bkl 3204><tl 108>That lokyng backward, Vertue they may {s}e,
<bkl 3205><tl 109>Euen as {{s}h}e is, {s}o goodly fay{r}e and b{r}ight.
<bkl 3206><tl 110>And whil{{s}t} they cla{s}pe their lu{{s}t}es in armes a cro{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 3207><tl 111>Graunt them good Lo{r}d, as thou mai{{s}t} of thy might,
<bkl 3208><tl 112>To freate inward, fo{r} lo{s}yng {s}uch a lo{{s}{s}}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Myne owne Iohn Poyns><pmdv1 poem125>
<bkl 3209><tl 0>Of the Courtiers life written
<bkl 3210><tl 0>to Iohn Poins. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3211><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Yne owne Iohn Poyns: {s}ins ye delite to know
<bkl 3212><tl 2>The cau{s}es why that homeward I me d{r}aw,
<bkl 3213><tl 3>And {fl}e the p{r}ea{s}e of courtes, where {s}o they go:
<bkl 3214><tl 4>Rather then to liue th{r}all vnder the awe,
<bkl 3215><tl 5>Of lo{r}dly lokes, w{r}apped within my cloke,
<bkl 3216><tl 6>To will and lu{{s}t} learnyng to {s}et a law:
<bkl 3217><tl 7>It is not, becau{s}e I {s}co{r}ne o{r} mocke
<bkl 3218><tl 8>The power of them: whom fo{r}tune here hath lent
<bkl 3219><tl 9>Charge ouer vs, of ryght to {{s}t}rike the {{s}t}roke.
<bkl 3220><tl 10>But true it is that I haue alwayes ment
<bkl 3221><tl 11>Le{{s}{s}}e to e{{s}t}eme them, then the common {s}o{r}t
<bkl 3222><tl 12>Of outward thinges: that iudge in their entent,
<bkl 3223><tl 13>Without regard, what inward doth re{s}o{r}t.
<bkl 3224><tl 14>I graunt, {s}ometime of glo{r}y that the fire
<bkl 3225><tl 15>Doth touch my hart. Me li{{s}t} not to repo{r}t
<bkl 3226><tl 16>Blame by honour, and honour to de{s}ire.
<bkl 3227><tl 17>But how may I this honour now attaine?
<bkl 3228><tl 18>That can not dye the colour blacke a lyer.
<bkl 3229><tl 19>My Poyns, I can not frame my tune to fayne:
<bkl 3230><tl 20>To cloke the truth, fo{r} p{r}ay{s}e without de{s}ert,
<bkl 3231><tl 21>Of them that li{{s}t} all nice fo{r} to retaine.

<bkl 3232><tl 0><bkt sig> L.iii.                       <bkt catchw> I am

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<bkl 3233><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3234><tl 22>I can not honour them, that {s}et their part
<bkl 3235><tl 23>With Venus, and Bacchus, all their life long:
<bkl 3236><tl 24>No{r} holde my peace of them, although I {s}mart.
<bkl 3237><tl 25>I can not crouch no{r} knele to {s}uch a w{r}ong:
<bkl 3238><tl 26>To wo{r}{{s}h}ip them like God on earth alone:
<bkl 3239><tl 27>That are as wolues the{s}e {s}ely lambes among.
<bkl 3240><tl 28>I can not with my wo{r}des complaine and mone,
<bkl 3241><tl 29>And {s}u{ff}er nought: no{r} {s}mart without complaynt:
<bkl 3242><tl 30>No{r} turne the wo{r}de that from my mouth is gone.
<bkl 3243><tl 31>I can not {s}peake and loke like as a {s}aynt:
<bkl 3244><tl 32>V{s}e wiles fo{r} wit, and make di{s}ceyt a plea{s}ure:
<bkl 3245><tl 33>Call craft coun{s}aile, fo{r} lucre {{s}t}ill to paint.
<bkl 3246><tl 34>I can not w{r}e{{s}t} the law to fill the co{ff}er:
<bkl 3247><tl 35>With innocent bloud to fede my {s}elfe fatte:
<bkl 3248><tl 36>And do mo{{s}t} hurt: where that mo{{s}t} helpe I o{ff}er.
<bkl 3249><tl 37>I am not he, that can alowe the {{s}t}ate
<bkl 3250><tl 38>Of hye Cea{s}ar, and damne Cato to dye:
<bkl 3251><tl 39>That with his death did {s}cape out of the gate,
<bkl 3252><tl 40>From Cea{s}ars handes, if Liuye doth not lye:
<bkl 3253><tl 41>And would not liue, where libertie was lo{{s}t},
<bkl 3254><tl 42>So did his hart the common wealth apply.
<bkl 3255><tl 43>I am not he, {s}uch eloquence to bo{{s}t}:
<bkl 3256><tl 44>To make the crow in {s}ingyng, as the {s}wanne:
<bkl 3257><tl 45>No{r} call the lyon of coward bea{{s}t}es the mo{{s}t}.
<bkl 3258><tl 46>That can not take a mou{s}e, as the cat can.
<bkl 3259><tl 47>And he that dieth fo{r} honger of the golde,
<bkl 3260><tl 48>Call him Alexander, and {s}ay that Pan
<bkl 3261><tl 49>Pa{{s}{s}}eth Appollo in mu{s}ike manifold:
<bkl 3262><tl 50>P{r}ai{s}e {s}y{r} Topas fo{r} a noble tale,
<bkl 3263><tl 51>And {s}co{r}ne the {{s}t}o{r}y that the knight tolde:
<bkl 3264><tl 52>P{r}ay{s}e him fo{r} coun{s}ell, that is d{r}onke of ale:
<bkl 3265><tl 53>Grinne when he laughes, that beareth all the {s}way:
<bkl 3266><tl 54>Frowne, when he frownes: and grone when he is pale:
<bkl 3267><tl 55>On others lu{{s}t} to hang both night and day.
<bkl 3268><tl 56>None of the{s}e poyntes would euer frame in me.
<bkl 3269><tl 57>My wit is nought, I can not learne the way.
<bkl 3270><tl 58>And much the le{{s}{s}}e of thinges that greater be,
<bkl 3271><tl 59>That a{s}ken helpe of colours to deui{s}e
<bkl 3272><tl 60>To ioyne the meane with ech extremitie:
<bkl 3273><tl 61>With neare{{s}t} vertue ay to cloke the vice.
<bkl 3274><tl 62>And as to purpo{s}e likewi{s}e it {{s}h}all fall:
<bkl 3275><tl 63>To p{r}e{{s}{s}}e the vertue that it may not ri{s}e.

<bkl 3276><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

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<bkl 3277><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3278><tl 64>And as to purpo{s}e likewi{s}e it {{s}h}all fall,
<bkl 3279><tl 65>To p{r}e{{s}{s}}e the vertue that it may not ri{s}e. (*  2 lines repeated from previous page *)
<bkl 3280><tl 66>As d{r}onkenne{{s}{s}}e good felow{{s}h}ip to call:
<bkl 3281><tl 67>The frendly foe, with his faire double face,
<bkl 3282><tl 68>Say he is gentle and curties therewithall.
<bkl 3283><tl 69>A{ff}irme that fauell hath a goodly grace,
<bkl 3284><tl 70>In eloquence: And cruelty to name
<bkl 3285><tl 71>Zeale of Iu{{s}t}ice: And change in time and place.
<bkl 3286><tl 72>And he that {s}u{ff}reth o{ff}ence withoutt blame:
<bkl 3287><tl 73>Call him pitifull, and him true and plaine,
<bkl 3288><tl 74>That rayleth rechle{{s}{s}}e vnto ech mans {{s}h}ame.
<bkl 3289><tl 75>Say he is rude, that can not lye and faine:
<bkl 3290><tl 76>The letcher a louer, and ty{r}anny
<bkl 3291><tl 77>To be the right of a P{r}ynces rayghne.
<bkl 3292><tl 78>I can not, I no, no, it will not be.
<bkl 3293><tl 79>This is the cau{s}e that I could neuer yet
<bkl 3294><tl 80>Hang on their {{s}l}eues, that weygh (as thou may{{s}t} {s}e)
<bkl 3295><tl 81>A chippe of chance mo{r}e then a pounde of wit.
<bkl 3296><tl 82>This maketh me at home to hunt and hauke:
<bkl 3297><tl 83>And in fowle wether at my boke to {s}it:
<bkl 3298><tl 84>In fro{{s}t} and {s}now, then with my bow to {{s}t}alke.
<bkl 3299><tl 85>No man doth marke where {s}o I ride o{r} go.
<bkl 3300><tl 86>In lu{{s}t}y leas at libertie I walke:
<bkl 3301><tl 87>And of the{s}e newes I fele no{r} weale no{r} wo:
<bkl 3302><tl 88>Saue that a clogge doth hang yet at my heele.
<bkl 3303><tl 89>No fo{r}ce fo{r} that, fo{r} it is o{r}d{r}ed {s}o:
<bkl 3304><tl 90>That I may leape both hedge and dike full wele,
<bkl 3305><tl 91>I am not now in Fraunce, to iudge the wine:
<bkl 3306><tl 92>With {s}av{r}y {s}auce tho{s}e delicates to fele.
<bkl 3307><tl 93>No{r} yet in Spaine where one mu{{s}t} him incline,
<bkl 3308><tl 94>Rather then to be, outwardly to {s}eme.
<bkl 3309><tl 95>I meddle not with wyttes that be {s}o fine,
<bkl 3310><tl 96>No{r} Flaunders chere lettes not my {s}yght to deme
<bkl 3311><tl 97>Of blacke and white, no{r} takes my wittes away
<bkl 3312><tl 98>With bea{{s}t}line{{s}{s}}e: {s}uch do tho{s}e bea{{s}t}es e{{s}t}eme.
<bkl 3313><tl 99>No{r} I am not, where truth is geuen in p{r}ay,
<bkl 3314><tl 100>Fo{r} money, poy{s}on, and trea{s}on: of {s}ome
<bkl 3315><tl 101>A common p{r}acti{s}e, v{s}ed nyght and day.
<bkl 3316><tl 102>But I am here in kent and ch{r}i{{s}t}endome:
<bkl 3317><tl 103>Among the Mu{s}es, where I reade and ryme,
<bkl 3318><tl 104>Where if thou li{{s}t} myne owne Iohn Poyns to come:
<bkl 3319><tl 105>Thou {{s}h}alt be iudge, how I do {s}pende my time.

<bkl 3320><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> How

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<bkl 3321><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle A spendyng hand><pmdv1 poem126>
<bkl 3322><tl 0>How to v{s}e the court and him
<bkl 3323><tl 0>{s}elfe therin, written to {s}yr
<bkl 3324><tl 0>Fraunces Bryan. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3325><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl> Spendyng hand that alway pow{r}eth out,
<bkl 3326><tl 2>Had nede to haue a b{r}inger in as fa{{s}t}.
<bkl 3327><tl 3>And on the {{s}t}one that {{s}t}yll doth turne about,
<bkl 3328><tl 4>There groweth no mo{{s}{s}}e. The{s}e p{r}ouerbes yet do la{{s}t}:
<bkl 3329><tl 5>Rea{s}on hath {s}et them in {s}o {s}ure a place:
<bkl 3330><tl 6>That length of yeres their fo{r}ce can neuer wa{{s}t}e.
<bkl 3331><tl 7>When I remember this, and eke the ca{s}e,
<bkl 3332><tl 8>Wherin thou {{s}t}and{{s}t}: I thought fo{r}thwith to w{r}ite
<bkl 3333><tl 9>(B{r}ian) to thee? who knowes how great a grace
<bkl 3334><tl 10>In w{r}ityng is to coun{s}aile man the right.
<bkl 3335><tl 11>To thee therfo{r}e that trottes {{s}t}ill vp and downe:
<bkl 3336><tl 12>And neuer re{{s}t}es, but runnyng day and night,
<bkl 3337><tl 13>From realme to realme, from citye {{s}t}rete, and towne.
<bkl 3338><tl 14>Why doe{{s}t} thou weare thy body to the bones?
<bkl 3339><tl 15>And mighte{{s}t} at home {{s}l}epe in thy bedde of downe:
<bkl 3340><tl 16>And d{r}inke good ale {s}o noppy fo{r} the nones:
<bkl 3341><tl 17>Fede thy {s}elfe fatte, and heape vp pounde by pounde.
<bkl 3342><tl 18>Like{{s}t} thou not this? No. Why? Fo{r} {s}wine {s}o groines
<bkl 3343><tl 19>In {{s}t}ye, and chaw dung moulded on the ground.
<bkl 3344><tl 20>And d{r}iuell on pearles with head {{s}t}yll in the manger,
<bkl 3345><tl 21>So of the harpe the a{{s}{s}}e doth heare the {s}ound.
<bkl 3346><tl 22>So {s}ackes of durt be filde. The neate courtier
<bkl 3347><tl 23>So {s}erues fo{r} le{{s}{s}}e, then do the{s}e fatted {s}wine.
<bkl 3348><tl 24>Though I {s}eme leane and d{r}ye, withouten moy{{s}t}ure:
<bkl 3349><tl 25>Yet will I {s}erue my p{r}ince, my lo{r}d and thine.
<bkl 3350><tl 26>And let them liue to fede the paunch that ly{{s}t}:
<bkl 3351><tl 27>So I may liue to fede both me and myne.
<bkl 3352><tl 28>By God well {s}aid. But what and if thou wi{{s}t}
<bkl 3353><tl 29>How to b{r}ing in, as fa{{s}t} as thou doe{{s}t} {s}pend.
<bkl 3354><tl 30>That would I learne. And it {{s}h}all not be mi{{s}t},
<bkl 3355><tl 31>To tell thee how. Now harke what I intende.
<bkl 3356><tl 32>Thou knowe{{s}t} well fir{{s}t}, who {s}o can {s}eke to plea{s}e,
<bkl 3357><tl 33>Shall purcha{s}e frendes: where trouth, {{s}h}all but o{ff}end.
<bkl 3358><tl 34>Flee therefo{r}e truth, it is both welth and ea{s}e.
<bkl 3359><tl 35>Fo{r} though that trouth of euery man hath p{r}ay{s}e:
<bkl 3360><tl 36>Full neare that winde goeth trouth in great mi{s}ea{s}e.

<bkl 3361><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> V{s}e

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<bkl 3362><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3363><tl 37>V{s}e vertue, as it goeth now a dayes:
<bkl 3364><tl 38>In wo{r}de alone to make thy language {s}wete:
<bkl 3365><tl 39>And of the dede, yet do not as thou {s}aies.
<bkl 3366><tl 40>Els be thou {s}ure: thou {{s}h}alt be farre vnmete
<bkl 3367><tl 41>To get thy b{r}ead, ech thing is now {s}o {s}kant.
<bkl 3368><tl 42>Seke {{s}t}ill thy p{r}ofite vpon thy bare fete.
<bkl 3369><tl 43>Lende in no wi{s}e: fo{r} feare that thou do want:
<bkl 3370><tl 44>Vnle{{s}{s}}e it be, as to a calfe a che{s}e:
<bkl 3371><tl 45>By which returne be {s}ure to winne a cant
<bkl 3372><tl 46>Of halfe at lea{{s}t}. It is not good to lee{s}e.
<bkl 3373><tl 47>Learne at the ladde, that in a long white cote,
<bkl 3374><tl 48>From vnder the {{s}t}all, withouten landes o{r} fee{s}e,
<bkl 3375><tl 49>Hath lept into the {{s}h}oppe: who knowes by rote
<bkl 3376><tl 50>This rule that I haue told thee here befo{r}e.
<bkl 3377><tl 51>Sometime al{s}o riche age beginnes to dote,
<bkl 3378><tl 52>Se thou when there thy gaine may be the mo{r}e.
<bkl 3379><tl 53>Stay him by the arme, whele {s}o he walke o{r} go:
<bkl 3380><tl 54>Be nere alway, and if he coughe to {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 3381><tl 55>What he hath {s}pit treade out, and plea{s}e him {s}o.
<bkl 3382><tl 56>A diligent knaue that pikes his ma{{s}t}ers pur{s}e,
<bkl 3383><tl 57>May plea{s}e him {s}o, that he withouten mo
<bkl 3384><tl 58>Executour is. And what is he the wurs?
<bkl 3385><tl 59>But if {s}o chance, thou get nought of the man:
<bkl 3386><tl 60>The wydow may fo{r} all thy charge deburs.
<bkl 3387><tl 61>A riueld {s}kynne, a {{s}t}inkyng b{r}eath, what than?
<bkl 3388><tl 62>A tothele{{s}{s}}e mouth {{s}h}all do thy lippes no harme.
<bkl 3389><tl 63>The golde is good, and though {{s}h}e cur{s}e o{r} banne:
<bkl 3390><tl 64>Yet where thee li{{s}t}, thou maye{{s}t} lye good and warme.
<bkl 3391><tl 65>Let the olde mule bite vpon the b{r}idle:
<bkl 3392><tl 66>Whil{{s}t} there do lye a {s}weter in thine arme.
<bkl 3393><tl 67>In this al{s}o {s}e thou be not idle:
<bkl 3394><tl 68>Thy nece, thy co{s}yn, thy {s}i{{s}t}er, o{r} thy daughter,
<bkl 3395><tl 69>If {{s}h}e bee faire: if hand{s}ome be her middle:
<bkl 3396><tl 70>If thy better hath her loue be{s}ought her:
<bkl 3397><tl 71>Auaunce his cau{s}e, and he {{s}h}all helpe thy nede.
<bkl 3398><tl 72>It is but loue, turne it to a laughter.
<bkl 3399><tl 73>But ware I {s}ay, {s}o gold thee helpe and {s}pede:
<bkl 3400><tl 74>That in this ca{s}e thou be not {s}o vnwi{s}e,
<bkl 3401><tl 75>As Pandar was in {s}uch a like dede.
<bkl 3402><tl 76>Fo{r} he the fole of con{s}cience was {s}o nice:
<bkl 3403><tl 77>That he no gaine would haue fo{r} all his payne.
<bkl 3404><tl 78>Be next thy {s}elfe fo{r} frend{{s}h}yp beares no p{r}ice.

<bkl 3405><tl 0><bkt sig> M                            <bkt catchw> Laughe{{s}t}

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<bkl 3406><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3407><tl 79>Laughe{{s}t} thou at me, why? do I {s}peake in vaine?
<bkl 3408><tl 80>No not at thee, but at thy th{r}ifty ie{{s}t}.
<bkl 3409><tl 81>Woulde{{s}t} thou, I {{s}h}ould fo{r} any lo{{s}{s}}e o{r} gayne,
<bkl 3410><tl 82>Change that fo{r} golde, that I haue tane fo{r} be{{s}t}
<bkl 3411><tl 83>Next godly thinges: to haue an hone{{s}t} name?
<bkl 3412><tl 84>Should I leaue that? then take me fo{r} a bea{{s}t}.
<bkl 3413><tl 85>Nay then farewell, and if thou care fo{r} {{s}h}ame:
<bkl 3414><tl 86>Content thee then with hone{{s}t} pouertie:
<bkl 3415><tl 87>With free tong, what thee mi{{s}l}ikes, to blame.
<bkl 3416><tl 88>And fo{r} thy trouth {s}ometime aduer{s}itie.
<bkl 3417><tl 89>And therwithall this thing I {{s}h}all thee giue,
<bkl 3418><tl 90>In this wo{r}ld now litle p{r}o{s}peritie:
<bkl 3419><tl 91>And coyne to kepe, as water in a {s}iue.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle When Dido feasted first><pmdv1 poem127>
<bkl 3420><tl 0>The {s}ong of Iopas vn{\-}
<bkl 3421><tl 0>fini{s}hed. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3422><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Hen Dido fea{{s}t}ed fir{{s}t} the wanderyng Troian knight: (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-
height block space *)
<bkl 3423><tl 2>wh|_o| Iunos w{r}ath |w+t+| {{s}t}o{r}mes did fo{r}ce in Libyk {s}|_a|ds to light
<bkl 3424><tl 3>That mighty Atlas taught, the {s}upper la{{s}t}yng long,
<bkl 3425><tl 4>With cri{s}ped lockes on golden harpe, Iopas {s}ang in {s}ong.
<bkl 3426><tl 5>That {s}ame (quod he) that we the wo{r}ld do call and name:
<bkl 3427><tl 6>Of heauen and earth with all contents, it is the very frame.
<bkl 3428><tl 7>O{r} thus, of heauenly powers by mo{r}e power kept in one
<bkl 3429><tl 8>Repungnant kindes, in mids of wh|_o| the earth hath place alone:
<bkl 3430><tl 9>Firme, round, of liuing thinges, the mother place and nour{s}e:
<bkl 3431><tl 10>Without the which in egal weight, this heuen doth hold his cour{s}e
<bkl 3432><tl 11>And it is callde by name, the fir{{s}t} and mouyng heauen,
<bkl 3433><tl 12>The firmament is placed next, conteinyng other {s}euen,
<bkl 3434><tl 13>Of heauenly powers that {s}ame is planted full and thicke:
<bkl 3435><tl 14>As {{s}h}inyng lightes which we call {{s}t}ars, that therin cleue |&| {{s}t}icke.
<bkl 3436><tl 15>With great {s}wift {s}way, the fir{{s}t}, |&| with his re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {s}ours,
<bkl 3437><tl 16>Carieth it {s}elf, and al tho{s}e eyght, in euen continuall cours.
<bkl 3438><tl 17>And of this wo{r}ld {s}o round within that rollyng ca{s}e,
<bkl 3439><tl 18>Two points there be that neuer moue, but firmely kepe their place
<bkl 3440><tl 19>The tone we {s}ee alway, the tother {{s}t}andes obiect
<bkl 3441><tl 20>Again{{s}t} the {s}ame, deuidyng iu{{s}t} the grounde by line direct.
<bkl 3442><tl 21>Which by imaginacion, d{r}awen from the one to thother
<bkl 3443><tl 22>Toucheth the centre of the earth, fo{r} way there is none other.
<bkl 3444><tl 23>And the{s}e be callde the Poles, di{s}criyde by {{s}t}arres not b{r}ight.
<bkl 3445><tl 24>Artike the one no{r}thward we {s}ee: Antartike thother hyght.

<bkl 3446><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

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<bkl 3447><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3448><tl 25>The line, that we deui{s}e from thone to thother {s}o:
<bkl 3449><tl 26>As axel is, vpon the which the heauens about do go
<bkl 3450><tl 27>Which of water no{r} earth, of ay{r}e no{r} fire haue kinde.
<bkl 3451><tl 28>Therfo{r}e the {s}ub{{s}t}ance of tho{s}e {s}ame were harde fo{r} man to finde.
<bkl 3452><tl 29>But they bene vnco{r}rupt, {s}imple and pure vnmixt:
<bkl 3453><tl 30>And {s}o we {s}ay been all tho{s}e {{s}t}arres, that in tho{s}e {s}ame be fixt.
<bkl 3454><tl 31>And eke tho{s}e erryng {s}euen, in circle as they {{s}t}ray:
<bkl 3455><tl 32>So calld, becau{s}e agayn{{s}t} that fir{{s}t} they haue repungnant way:
<bkl 3456><tl 33>And {s}maller bywayes to, {s}kant {s}en{s}ible to man:
<bkl 3457><tl 34>To bu{s}y wo{r}ke fo{r} my po{r}e harpe: let {s}ing them he, that can.
<bkl 3458><tl 35>The wyde{{s}t} {s}aue the fir{{s}t}, of all the{s}e nine aboue
<bkl 3459><tl 36>One hund{r}ed yere doth a{s}ke of {s}pace, fo{r} one degree to moue.
<bkl 3460><tl 37>Of which degrees we make, in the fir{{s}t} moouyng heauen,
<bkl 3461><tl 38>Th{r}ee hund{r}ed and th{r}e{s}co{r}e in partes iu{{s}t}ly deuided euen.
<bkl 3462><tl 39>And yet there is another betwene tho{s}e heauens two:
<bkl 3463><tl 40>Who{s}e mouyng is {s}o {{s}l}y {s}o {{s}l}ack: I name it not fo{r} now.
<bkl 3464><tl 41>The {s}euenth heauen o{r} the {{s}h}ell, next to the {{s}t}arry {s}ky,
<bkl 3465><tl 42>All tho{s}e degrees that gatherth vp, with aged pa{s}e {s}o {{s}l}y:
<bkl 3466><tl 43>And doth perfo{r}me the {s}ame, as elders count hath bene,
<bkl 3467><tl 44>In nine and twenty yeres complete, and daies almo{{s}t} {s}ixtene:
<bkl 3468><tl 45>Doth cary in his bowt the {{s}t}arre of Saturne old:
<bkl 3469><tl 46>A th{r}eatner of all liuyng things, with d{r}ought |&| with his cold.
<bkl 3470><tl 47>The {s}ixt whom this conteyns, doth {{s}t}alke with yoonger pa{s}e:
<bkl 3471><tl 48>And in twelue yere doth {s}omwhat mo{r}e then thothers viage was.
<bkl 3472><tl 49>And this in it doth bear the {{s}t}arre of Ioue benigne,
<bkl 3473><tl 50>Twene Saturns malice and vs men, frendly defendyng {s}igne.
<bkl 3474><tl 51>The fift bears bloudy Mars, that in th{r}ee hund{r}ed daies,
<bkl 3475><tl 52>And twi{s}e eleuen with one full yere, hath fini{{s}h}t all tho{s}e wayes.
<bkl 3476><tl 53>A yere doth a{s}ke the fourth, and howers therto {s}ixe,
<bkl 3477><tl 54>And in the {s}ame the dayes eie the {s}unne, therin her {{s}t}yckes.
<bkl 3478><tl 55>The third, that gouernd is by that, that gouerns mee:
<bkl 3479><tl 56>And loue fo{r} loue, and fo{r} no loue p{r}ouokes: as oft we {s}ee:
<bkl 3480><tl 57>In like {s}pace doth perfo{r}me that cour{s}e, that did the tother.
<bkl 3481><tl 58>So dothe the next vnto the {s}ame, that {s}econd is in o{r}der.
<bkl 3482><tl 59>But it doth bear the {{s}t}arre, that calld is Mercury:
<bkl 3483><tl 60>That many a crafty {s}ecrete {{s}t}eppe doth tread, as Calcars try.
<bkl 3484><tl 61>That {s}ky is la{{s}t}, and fixt next vs, tho{s}e wayes hath gone,
<bkl 3485><tl 62>In {s}euen and twenty c|_o|mon dayes, and eke the third of one:
<bkl 3486><tl 63>And beareth with his {s}way, the diuers Moone about:
<bkl 3487><tl 64>Now b{r}ight, now b{r}own, now b|_e|t, now ful, |&| now her light is out
<bkl 3488><tl 65>Thus haue they of their owne two mouynges al the{s}e {s}euen
<bkl 3489><tl 66>One, wherin they be caried {{s}t}ill, ech in his {s}eueral heuen.

<bkl 3490><tl 0><bkt sig> M.ii.                        <bkt catchw> An

<page.break><page 92><fol M2v><f i>
<bkl 3491><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3492><tl 67>An other of them {s}elues, where their bodyes be layed
<bkl 3493><tl 68>In bywayes, and in le{{s}{s}}er rowndes, as I afo{r}e haue {s}ayd.
<bkl 3494><tl 69>Saue of them all the {s}unne doth {{s}t}ray le{{s}t} from the {{s}t}reight,
<bkl 3495><tl 70>The {{s}t}arry {s}ky hath but one cours, that we haue calde the eight.
<bkl 3496><tl 71>And all the{s}e moouynges eight are ment from we{{s}t} to the ea{{s}t}:
<bkl 3497><tl 72>Although they {s}eme to clime aloft, I {s}ay from ea{{s}t} to we{{s}t}.
<bkl 3498><tl 73>But that is but by fo{r}ce of the fir{{s}t} mouyng {s}ky:
<bkl 3499><tl 74>In twi{s}e twelue houres fr|_o| ea{{s}t} to ea{{s}t} |{th}+t+| carieth th|_e| by and by.
<bkl 3500><tl 75>But marke we well al{s}o, the{s}e mouinges of the{s}e {s}euen,
<bkl 3501><tl 76>Be not about the axell tree of the fir{{s}t} mouyng heuen.
<bkl 3502><tl 77>Fo{r} they haue their two poles directly tone to%the tother. |&c |.

<bkl 3503><tl 0><bkt author><f 2il> T. {W}YATE <f i> the elder.  

<bkl 3504><page.break><page 93><fol M3r><f i><bkt title> Songes written by Nicolas Grimald. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle What sweet releef><pmdv1 poem128>
<bkl 3505><tl 0>A trueloue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3506><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat {s}weet releef the {{s}h}owers to thir{{s}t}ie plants we {s}ee:
<bkl 3507><tl 2>What dere delite, the blooms to beez: my trueloue is to mee.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 3508><tl 3>As fre{{s}h}, and lu{{s}t}y vere foule winter doth exceed:
<bkl 3509><tl 4>As mo{r}ning b{r}ight, with {s}carlet {s}ky, doth pa{{s}{s}}e the euenings weed:
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 3510><tl 5>As melow peares aboue the crabs e{{s}t}eemed be:
<bkl 3511><tl 6>So doth my loue {s}urmount them all, whom yet I hap to {s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 3512><tl 7>The oke {{s}h}all oliues bear: the lamb, the lion fray:
<bkl 3513><tl 8>The owle {{s}h}all match the nightingale, in tuning of her lay:
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 3514><tl 9>O{r} I my loue let {s}lip out of mine entiere hert:
<bkl 3515><tl 10>So deep repo{s}ed in my b{r}e{{s}t} is {{s}h}e, fo{r} her de{s}ert.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 3516><tl 11>Fo{r} many ble{{s}{s}}ed giftes, O happy, happy land:
<bkl 3517><tl 12>Where Mars, and Pallas {{s}t}riue to make their glo{r}y mo{{s}t} to {{s}t}and
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 3518><tl 13>Yet, land, mo{r}e is thy bli{{s}{s}}e: that, in this cruell age,
<bkl 3519><tl 14>A Venus ymp, thou ha{{s}t} b{r}ought fo{r}th, {s}o {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}, and {s}o {s}age.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 3520><tl 15>Among the Mu{s}es nyne, a tenth yf Ioue would make:
<bkl 3521><tl 16>And to the G{r}aces th{r}ee, a fourth: her would Apollo take.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 3522><tl 17>Let {s}ome fo{r} honour hoont, and hourd the ma{{s}{s}}y golde:
<bkl 3523><tl 18>With her {s}o I may liue, and dye, my weal cannot be tolde.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Phebe twise took her horns><pmdv1 poem129>
<bkl 3524><tl 0>The louer to his dear, of his
<bkl 3525><tl 0>exceding loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3526><tl 1><f 2bki>P<f bl>Hebe twi{s}e took her ho{r}ns, twi{s}e layd them by:
<bkl 3527><tl 2>I, all the while, on thee could {s}et no yie.
<bkl 3528><tl 3>Yet doo I liue: if life you may it call,
<bkl 3529><tl 4>Which onely holds my heauy hert, as th{r}all.
<bkl 3530><tl 5>Certe{{s}{s}}e fo{r} death doo I ful often p{r}ay,
<bkl 3531><tl 6>To rid my wo, and pull the{s}e pangs away.
<bkl 3532><tl 7>So plaines P{r}ometh, his womb no time to faile:
<bkl 3533><tl 8>And, ayelife left, had leefer, he might quaile.
<bkl 3534><tl 9>I erre, o{r}%els who this deui{s}e fir{{s}t} found,
<bkl 3535><tl 10>By that gripes name he cleped loue vn{s}ound.
<bkl 3536><tl 11>In all the town, what {{s}t}reat haue I not {s}een?
<bkl 3537><tl 12>In all the town, yet hath not Carie been.
<bkl 3538><tl 13>Eyther thy {s}ier re{{s}t}raines thy free outgate,
<bkl 3539><tl 14>O woman, wo{r}thy of farre better {{s}t}ate:

<bkl 3540><tl 0><bkt sig> M.iii.                       <bkt catchw> O{r}

<page.break><page 94><fol M3v><f i>
<bkl 3541><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3542><tl 15>O{r} peeplepe{{s}t}erd London lykes thee nought,
<bkl 3543><tl 16>But plea{s}ant ay{r}, in quiet countrie {s}ought.
<bkl 3544><tl 17>Perchaunce, in olds our loue thou doe{{s}t} repeat,
<bkl 3545><tl 18>And in {s}ure place wold{{s}t} euery thing retreat.
<bkl 3546><tl 19>Fo{r}th {{s}h}all I go, ne will I {{s}t}ay fo{r} none,
<bkl 3547><tl 20>Vntyll I may {s}omwhere finde thee alone.
<bkl 3548><tl 21>Therwhile, keep you of hands, and neck the heew:
<bkl 3549><tl 22>Let not your cheeks becoom o{r} black, o{r} bleew.
<bkl 3550><tl 23>Go with welcouerd hed: fo{r} you in%ca{s}e
<bkl 3551><tl 24>Apollo {s}pied, burn wold he on your face.
<bkl 3552><tl 25>Daphne, in groue, clad with bark of baytree:
<bkl 3553><tl 26>Ay mee, if {s}uch a tale {{s}h}ould ry{s}e of thee.
<bkl 3554><tl 27>Cali{{s}t}o found, in woods, Ioues fo{r}ce to fell:
<bkl 3555><tl 28>I p{r}ay you, let him not like you {s}o well.
<bkl 3556><tl 29>Eigh, how much d{r}eed? Here lurks of theeus a haunt:
<bkl 3557><tl 30>Who{s}o thou bee{{s}t}, p{r}ey{s}eeker p{r}owd, auaunt.
<bkl 3558><tl 31>Acteon may teach thee Dictynnaes i{r}e:
<bkl 3559><tl 32>Of trouth, this godde{{s}{s}}e hath as fiers a fire.
<bkl 3560><tl 33>What doo I {s}peak? O chief part of my minde,
<bkl 3561><tl 34>Vnto your eares the{s}e woo{r}ds no way doo finde.
<bkl 3562><tl 35>Wold god, when you read this, ob{s}erue I might
<bkl 3563><tl 36>Your voyce, and of your countinaunce haue {s}ight,
<bkl 3564><tl 37>Then, fo{r} our loue, good hope were not to {s}eek:
<bkl 3565><tl 38>I mought {s}ay with my{s}elf, {{s}h}e will be meek.
<bkl 3566><tl 39>Doutle{{s}{s}}e I coom, what euer town you keep,
<bkl 3567><tl 40>O{r} where you woon, in woods, o{r} mountanes {{s}t}eep:
<bkl 3568><tl 41>I coom, and if all pear not in my face,
<bkl 3569><tl 42>My{s}elf will me{{s}{s}}enger be of my ca{s}e.
<bkl 3570><tl 43>If to my p{r}ayer all deaf, you dare {s}aye, no:
<bkl 3571><tl 44>Streight of my death agilted {{s}h}all you go.
<bkl 3572><tl 45>Yet in mid death, this {s}ame {{s}h}all ea{s}e my hart:
<bkl 3573><tl 46>That Carie, thou wert cau{s}e of all the {s}mart.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Louers men warn the corps><pmdv1 poem130>
<bkl 3574><tl 0>The louer a{s}keth pardon
<bkl 3575><tl 0>of his dere, for flee{\-}
<bkl 3576><tl 0>yng from
<bkl 3577><tl 0>her. <f bl>

<bkl 3578><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Louers

<page.break><page 95><fol M4r><f i>
<bkl 3579><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3580><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Ouers men warn the co{r}ps beloued to flee,
<bkl 3581><tl 2>From the blinde fire in ca{s}e they wold liue free.
<bkl 3582><tl 3>Ay mee, how oft haue I fled thee, my Day?
<bkl 3583><tl 4>I flee, but loue bides in my b{r}e{{s}t} alway.
<bkl 3584><tl 5>Lo yet agayn, I graunt, I gan remoue:
<bkl 3585><tl 6>But both I could, and can {s}ay {{s}t}ill, I loue.
<bkl 3586><tl 7>If woods I {s}eek, cooms to my thought Adone:
<bkl 3587><tl 8>And well the woods do know my heauy mone.
<bkl 3588><tl 9>In gardens if I walk: Narci{{s}{s}}us there
<bkl 3589><tl 10>I {s}py, and Hyacints with weepyng chere:
<bkl 3590><tl 11>If%meads I tred, O what a fy{r}e I feel?
<bkl 3591><tl 12>In flames of loue I burn from hed to heel.
<bkl 3592><tl 13>Here I behold dame Ceres ymp in flight:
<bkl 3593><tl 14>Here bee, methynk, black Plutoes {{s}t}eeds in {s}ight.
<bkl 3594><tl 15>Stronds if I look vpon, the Nymphs I mynde:
<bkl 3595><tl 16>And, in mid {s}ea, oft feruent pow{r}s I fynde.
<bkl 3596><tl 17>The hyer that I clyme, in mountanes wylde,
<bkl 3597><tl 18>The nearer mee app{r}ocheth Venus chylde.
<bkl 3598><tl 19>Towns yf I haunt: in {{s}h}o{r}t, {{s}h}all I all {s}ay?
<bkl 3599><tl 20>There {s}oond{r}y fourms I view, none to my pay.
<bkl 3600><tl 21>Her fauour now I note, and now her yies:
<bkl 3601><tl 22>Her hed, ami{{s}{s}}e: her foot, her cheeks, her guy{s}e.
<bkl 3602><tl 23>In fyne, where mater wants, defautes I fayn:
<bkl 3603><tl 24>Whom other, fay{r}: I deem, {{s}h}e hath {s}oom {{s}t}ayn.
<bkl 3604><tl 25>What boots it then to flee, {s}ythe in nightyde,
<bkl 3605><tl 26>And daytyme to, my Day is at my {s}ide?
<bkl 3606><tl 27>A {{s}h}ade therfo{r}e may{{s}t} thou be calld, by ryght:
<bkl 3607><tl 28>But {{s}h}adowes, derk, thou, Day, art euer b{r}ight.
<bkl 3608><tl 29>Nay rather, wo{r}ldly name is not fo{r} thee:
<bkl 3609><tl 30>Sithe thou at once can{{s}t} in twoo places bee.
<bkl 3610><tl 31>Fo{r}giue me, godde{{s}{s}}e, and becoom my {{s}h}eeld:
<bkl 3611><tl 32>Euen Venus to Anchi{s}e her{s}elf dyd yeeld.
<bkl 3612><tl 33>Lo, I confe{{s}{s}}e my flight: bee good therfo{r}e:
<bkl 3613><tl 34>Ioue, oftentimes, hath pardond mee fo{r} mo{r}e.
<bkl 3614><tl 35>Next day, my Day, to you I coom my way:
<bkl 3615><tl 36>And, yf%you {s}u{ff}er mee, due payns wyll pay.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Sythe, Blackwood><pmdv1 poem131>
<bkl 3616><tl 0>N. Vincent. to G. Black[[sic 'Black{\-}']]
<bkl 3617><tl 0>wood, agayn{{s}t} wed{\-}
<bkl 3618><tl 0>ding. <f bl>

<bkl 3619><tl 0><bkt sig> M.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> Sythe

<page.break><page 96><fol M4v><f i>
<bkl 3620><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3621><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ythe, Blackwood, you haue mynde to wed a wife:
<bkl 3622><tl 2>I p{r}ay you, tell, wherefo{r}e you like that life.
<bkl 3623><tl 3>What? that hencefo{r}th you may liue mo{r}e in bli{{s}{s}}e?
<bkl 3624><tl 4>I am beguylde, but you take mark ami{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 3625><tl 5>Either your fere {{s}h}all be defourmd: (and can
<bkl 3626><tl 6>You bli{s}ful be, with flower of frying pan?
<bkl 3627><tl 7>O{r}%els, of face indi{ff}erent: (they {s}ay,
<bkl 3628><tl 8>Face but indi{ff}erent will {s}oone decay.)
<bkl 3629><tl 9>O{r} faire: who, then, fo{r} many men {s}emes fine:
<bkl 3630><tl 10>Ne can you {s}ay, {{s}h}e is all holly mine.
<bkl 3631><tl 11>And be {{s}h}e cha{{s}t}e (if no%man chaunce to {s}ew)
<bkl 3632><tl 12>A {s}o{r}t of b{r}ats {{s}h}e b{r}inges, and troubles new:
<bkl 3633><tl 13>O{r} frutele{{s}{s}}e will {s}o pa{{s}{s}}e long yeres with thee,
<bkl 3634><tl 14>That {s}cant one day {{s}h}all voyd of b{r}awlyng bee.
<bkl 3635><tl 15>Hereto heap vp vndaunted hed, {{s}t}if hart,
<bkl 3636><tl 16>And all the re{{s}t}: eche {s}pou{s}e can tell a part.
<bkl 3637><tl 17>Leaue then, this way, to hope fo{r} happy life:
<bkl 3638><tl 18>Rather be your bed {s}ole, and free from {{s}t}rife.
<bkl 3639><tl 19>Of ble{{s}{s}}ed {{s}t}ate if any path be here:
<bkl 3640><tl 20>It lurketh not, where women wonne {s}o nere.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Sythe, Vincent><pmdv1 poem132>
<bkl 3641><tl 0>G. Blackwood to. N. Vincent,
<bkl 3642><tl 0>with weddyng. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3643><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ythe, Vincent, I haue minde to wed a wife:
<bkl 3644><tl 2>You bid me tell, wherfo{r}e I like that life.
<bkl 3645><tl 3>Foule will I not, faire I de{s}ire: content,
<bkl 3646><tl 4>If faire me fayle, with one indi{ff}erent.
<bkl 3647><tl 5>Fair, you alledge, a thou{s}and will applie:
<bkl 3648><tl 6>But, nere {s}o oft requirde, {{s}h}e will denie.
<bkl 3649><tl 7>Meane beautie doth {s}oone fade: therof playn hee,
<bkl 3650><tl 8>Who nothing loues in woman, but her blee.
<bkl 3651><tl 9>Frute if {{s}h}e b{r}ing, of frute is ioyfull {s}ight:
<bkl 3652><tl 10>If none, what then? our burden is but light.
<bkl 3653><tl 11>The re{{s}t}, you ming, certe{{s}{s}}e, we graunt, be great:
<bkl 3654><tl 12>Stif hert, vndaunted hed cau{s}e {s}oom to freat.
<bkl 3655><tl 13>But, in all thinges, inbo{r}ne di{s}plea{s}ures be:
<bkl 3656><tl 14>Yea plea{s}ure we, full of di{s}plea{s}ure, {s}e.
<bkl 3657><tl 15>And maruail you, I looke fo{r} good e{{s}t}ate,
<bkl 3658><tl 16>Hereafter if a woman be my mate?

<bkl 3659><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> O{r}

<page.break><page 97><fol N1r><f i>
<bkl 3660><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3661><tl 17>Oh {{s}t}raight is vertues path, if {s}ooth men {s}ay: (* catchword not carried over *)
<bkl 3662><tl 18>And likewi{s}e, that I {s}eek, {{s}t}raight is the way.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Imps of king Ioue><pmdv1 poem133>
<bkl 3663><tl 0>The Mu{s}es. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3664><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>Mps of king Ioue, and quene Rememb{r}ance lo,
<bkl 3665><tl 2>The {s}i{{s}t}ers nyne, the poets plea{s}ant feres.
<bkl 3666><tl 3>Calliope doth {{s}t}ately {{s}t}yle be{{s}t}ow,
<bkl 3667><tl 4>And wo{r}thy p{r}ay{s}es payntes of p{r}incely peres.
<bkl 3668><tl 5>Clio in {s}olem {s}onges, reneweth old day,
<bkl 3669><tl 6>With p{r}e{s}ent yeres conioynyng age bypa{{s}t}.
<bkl 3670><tl 7>Delitefull talke loues Comicall Thaley:
<bkl 3671><tl 8>In fre{{s}h} green youth, who dothe like laurell la{{s}t}.
<bkl 3672><tl 9>With voyces Tragicall {s}owndes Melpomen,
<bkl 3673><tl 10>And, as with cheyns, thallured eare {{s}h}ee bindes.
<bkl 3674><tl 11>Her {{s}t}ringes when Terp{s}icho{r} dothe touche, euen then
<bkl 3675><tl 12>Shee toucheth hartes, and raigneth in mens mindes.
<bkl 3676><tl 13>Fine Erato, who{s}e look a liuely chere
<bkl 3677><tl 14>P{r}e{s}ents, in dauncyng keeps a comely grace.
<bkl 3678><tl 15>With {s}emely ge{{s}t}ure doth Polymnie {{s}t}ere:
<bkl 3679><tl 16>Who{s}e wo{r}des holle routes of renkes doo rule in place,
<bkl 3680><tl 17>V{r}anie, her globes to view all bent,
<bkl 3681><tl 18>The ninefolde heauen ob{s}erues with fixed face.
<bkl 3682><tl 19>The bla{{s}t}es Euterpe tunes of in{{s}t}rument,
<bkl 3683><tl 20>With {s}olace {s}weet hence heauie dumps to cha{s}e.
<bkl 3684><tl 21>Lo{r}d Phebus in the mids (who{s}e heauenly {s}p{r}ite
<bkl 3685><tl 22>The{s}e ladies dothe en{s}pire) emb{r}aceth all.
<bkl 3686><tl 23>The graces in the Mu{s}es weed, delite
<bkl 3687><tl 24>To lead them fo{r}th, that men in maze they fall.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle In workyng well><pmdv1 poem134>
<bkl 3688><tl 0>Mu{s}onius the Philo{s}ophers
<bkl 3689><tl 0>{s}aiyng. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3690><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N wo{r}kyng well, if trauell you {s}u{{s}t}aine:
<bkl 3691><tl 2>Into the winde {{s}h}all lightly pa{{s}{s}}e the payne:
<bkl 3692><tl 3>But of the deed the glo{r}y {{s}h}all remaine,
<bkl 3693><tl 4>And cau{s}e your name with wo{r}thy wightes to raigne.
<bkl 3694><tl 5>In wo{r}kyng w{r}ong, if plea{s}ure you attaine:
<bkl 3695><tl 6>The plea{s}ure {s}oon {{s}h}all vade, and uoide[[sic 'voide']], as vaine:

<bkl 3696><tl 0><bkt sig> N.i.                         <bkt catchw> But

<page.break><page 98><fol N1v><f i>
<bkl 3697><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3698><tl 7>But of the deed, th{r}oughout the life, the {{s}h}ame
<bkl 3699><tl 8>Endures, defacyng you with fowl defame:
<bkl 3700><tl 9>And {{s}t}il to{r}ments the minde, bothe night and daye:
<bkl 3701><tl 10>Scant length of time the {s}pot can wa{{s}h} awaye.
<bkl 3702><tl 11>Flee then yl{s}wading plea{s}ures baits vntreew:
<bkl 3703><tl 12>And noble vertues fay{r} renown pur{s}eew.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Who wold beleeue mans life><pmdv1 poem135>
<bkl 3704><tl 0>Marcus Catoes compari{s}on of mans
<bkl 3705><tl 0>life with yron. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3706><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Ho wold beleeue mans life like y{r}on to bee,  (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-height block
space *)
<bkl 3707><tl 2>But p{r}oof had been, great Cato, made by thee?
<bkl 3708><tl 3>Fo{r} if, long time, one put this y{r}on in v{r}e,
<bkl 3709><tl 4>Folowing ech day his woo{r}k, with by{s}ye cure:
<bkl 3710><tl 5>With dayly v{s}e, hee may the metall wear,
<bkl 3711><tl 6>And bothe the {{s}t}rength, and hardne{{s}{s}}e eke impaire.
<bkl 3712><tl 7>Again, in ca{s}e his y{r}on hee ca{{s}t} a{s}ide,
<bkl 3713><tl 8>And carele{{s}{s}}e long let it vntoucht abide:
<bkl 3714><tl 9>Sythe, cankerd ru{{s}t} inuades the mettall {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 3715><tl 10>And her fowl teeth there fa{{s}t}neth mo{r}e and mo{r}e.
<bkl 3716><tl 11>So man, in%ca{s}e his co{r}ps hee ty{r}e, and faint
<bkl 3717><tl 12>With labo{r} long: his {{s}t}rength it {{s}h}all attaint.
<bkl 3718><tl 13>But if in {{s}l}uggard {{s}l}othe the {s}ame dothe lye:
<bkl 3719><tl 14>That manly might will fall away, and dye:
<bkl 3720><tl 15>That bodies {{s}t}rength, that fo{r}ce of wit remooue:
<bkl 3721><tl 16>Hee {{s}h}all, fo{r} man, a weaklyng woman p{r}ooue.
<bkl 3722><tl 17>Wherfo{r}e, my childe, holde twene the{s}e twaine the waye:
<bkl 3723><tl 18>Nother with to much toyl thy lyms decaye,
<bkl 3724><tl 19>In idle ea{s}e no{r} giue to vices place:
<bkl 3725><tl 20>In bothe who mea{s}ure keeps, hee hath good grace.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle One is my sire><pmdv1 poem136>
<bkl 3726><tl 0>Cleobulus the Lydians
<bkl 3727><tl 0>riddle. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3728><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl>Ne is my {s}ire: my {s}oons, twi{s}e {s}ix they bee:
<bkl 3729><tl 2>Of daughters ech of them begets, you {s}ee,
<bkl 3730><tl 3>Th{r}i{s}e ten: wherof one {s}o{r}t be fay{r} of face,
<bkl 3731><tl 4>The oother doth vn{s}eemly black di{s}grace.
<bkl 3732><tl 5>No{r} this holl rout is th{r}all vnto deathdaye,
<bkl 3733><tl 6>No{r} wo{r}n with wa{{s}t}ful time, but liue alwaye:

<bkl 3734><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

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<bkl 3735><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3736><tl 7>And yet the {s}ame alwaies ({{s}t}raunge ca{s}e) do dye.
<bkl 3737><tl 8>The {s}ire, the daughters, and the {s}oons di{{s}t}ry.
<bkl 3738><tl 9>In%ca{s}e you can {s}o hard a knot vnknit:
<bkl 3739><tl 10>You {{s}h}all I count an Edipus in wit.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle By heauens hye gift><pmdv1 poem137>
<bkl 3740><tl 0>Concerning Virgils Eneids. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3741><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Y heauens hye gift, in%ca{s}e reuiued were
<bkl 3742><tl 2>Ly{s}ip, Apelles, and Homer the great:
<bkl 3743><tl 3>The mo{{s}t}e renowmd, and ech of them {s}ance pere,
<bkl 3744><tl 4>In grauyng, paintyng, and the Poets feat:
<bkl 3745><tl 5>Yet could they not, fo{r} all their vein diuine,
<bkl 3746><tl 6>In marble, table, paper mo{r}e, o{r} le{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 3747><tl 7>With cheezil, pencil, o{r} with poyntel fyne,
<bkl 3748><tl 8>So graue, {s}o paynt, o{r} {s}o by {{s}t}yle exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 3749><tl 9>(Though they beheld of euery age, and land
<bkl 3750><tl 10>The fay{r}e{{s}t} books, in euery toung contriued,
<bkl 3751><tl 11>To frame a fourm, and to direct their hand)
<bkl 3752><tl 12>Of noble p{r}ince the liuely {{s}h}ape de{s}criued:
<bkl 3753><tl 13>As, in the famous woo{r}k, that Eneids hight,
<bkl 3754><tl 14>The naamkouth Virgil hath {s}et fo{r}th in {s}ight.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle A heauy hart><pmdv1 poem138>
<bkl 3755><tl 0>Of mirth. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3756><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl> Heauy hart, with wo encrea{s}eth euery {s}mart:
<bkl 3757><tl 2>A mirthfull minde in time of need, defendeth {s}o{r}owes dart.
<bkl 3758><tl 3>The {s}p{r}ite of quicne{{s}{s}}e {s}eems, by d{r}ery {s}adne{{s}{s}}e {{s}l}ayn:
<bkl 3759><tl 4>By mirth, a man to liuely plight, reuiued is agayn.
<bkl 3760><tl 5>Dolour d{r}yeth vp the bones: the {s}ad {{s}h}all {s}one be {s}ick:
<bkl 3761><tl 6>Mirth can p{r}e{s}erue the kyndly helth, mirth makes the body quick.
<bkl 3762><tl 7>Depe dumps do nought, but dull, not meet fo{r} man but bea{{s}t}:
<bkl 3763><tl 8>A mery hert {s}age Salomon countes his continuall fea{{s}t}.
<bkl 3764><tl 9>Sad {s}oll, befo{r}e thy time, b{r}ings thee vnto deaths do{r}e:
<bkl 3765><tl 10>That fond condicions haue bereft, late daye can not re{{s}t}o{r}e.
<bkl 3766><tl 11>As, when the couered heauen, {{s}h}owes fo{r}th a low{r}yng face,
<bkl 3767><tl 12>Fay{r} Titan, with his leam of light, returns a goodly grace:
<bkl 3768><tl 13>So, when our burdened b{r}e{{s}t} is whelmd with clowdy thought,
<bkl 3769><tl 14>A plea{s}ant calm th{r}oughout the co{r}ps, by chereful hart is b{r}ought
<bkl 3770><tl 15>Enioye we then our ioyes, and in the lo{r}de reioyce:
<bkl 3771><tl 16>Faith makyng fa{{s}t} eternall ioye, of ioyes while wee haue choyce.

<bkl 3772><tl 0><bkt sig> N.ii.                        <bkt catchw> To

<page.break><page 100><fol N2v><f i>
<bkl 3773><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Charis the fourth><pmdv1 poem139>
<bkl 3774><tl 0>To L. I. S. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3775><tl 1><f 2bki>C<f bl>Haris the fourth, Pieris the tenth, the {s}econd Cyp{r}is, Iane,
<bkl 3776><tl 2>One to a{{s}{s}}emblies%th{r}e adioynd: whom Phebus fere, Diane,
<bkl 3777><tl 3>Among the Nymphs O{r}eades, might wel vouch{s}afe to place:
<bkl 3778><tl 4>But you as great a godde{{s}{s}}e {s}erue, the quenes mo{{s}t} noble grace:
<bkl 3779><tl 5>Allhayle, and while, like Terp{s}icho{r}, much melody you make:
<bkl 3780><tl 6>Which if the field, as doth the court, enioyd, the trees wold {{s}h}ake:
<bkl 3781><tl 7>While latine you, and french frequent: while Engli{{s}h} tales you tel:
<bkl 3782><tl 8>Italian whiles, and Spani{{s}h} you do hear, and know full well:
<bkl 3783><tl 9>Amid {s}uch peares, and {s}olemne {s}ightes, in ca{s}e conuenient tyme
<bkl 3784><tl 10>You can (good Lady) {s}pare, to read a rurall poets ryme:
<bkl 3785><tl 11>Take here his {s}imple {s}awes, in b{r}iefe: wherin no need to moue
<bkl 3786><tl 12>Your Ladi{{s}h}yp, but thus lo {s}peakes thabundance of his loue.
<bkl 3787><tl 13>The wo{r}thy feates that now {s}o much {s}et fo{r}th your noble name,
<bkl 3788><tl 14>So haue in v{r}e, they {{s}t}ill encrea{{s}t}, may mo{r}e encrea{s}e your fame.
<bkl 3789><tl 15>Fo{r} though diuine your doings be, yet thews |w+t+| yeres may grow:
<bkl 3790><tl 16>And if you {{s}t}ay, {{s}t}reight now adayes fre{{s}h} wits will ouergo.
<bkl 3791><tl 17>Wherfo{r}e the glo{r}y got maintayne, maintayne the honour great.
<bkl 3792><tl 18>So {{s}h}al the wo{r}ld my doom app{r}oue, and {s}et you in that {s}eat,
<bkl 3793><tl 19>Where Graces, Mu{s}es, and Ioues ymp, the ioyful Venus, raigne:
<bkl 3794><tl 20>So {{s}h}all the bacheler ble{{s}{s}}ed bee, can {s}uch a Nymph obtaine.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle What cause, what reason><pmdv1 poem140>
<bkl 3795><tl 0>To mai{{s}t}res D. A. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3796><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat cau{s}e, what rea{s}|_o| moueth me: what fan{s}y fils my b{r}ains
<bkl 3797><tl 2>That you I minde of virgins al, wh|_o| B{r}itan {s}oile {s}u{{s}t}ains
<bkl 3798><tl 3>Bothe when to lady Mnemo{s}ynes dere daughters I re{s}o{r}t,
<bkl 3799><tl 4>And eke wh|_e| I |{th}+t+| {s}ea{s}on {{s}l}ow deceaue, |w+t+| glad di{s}po{r}t?
<bkl 3800><tl 5>What fo{r}ce, what power haue you {s}o great, what charms haue you late fo|_n|d[[sic 'fo|_u|d']], (* 2 words from
previous line *)
<bkl 3801><tl 6>To pluck, to d{r}aw, to raui{{s}h} hartes, |&| {{s}t}irre out of ther {{s}t}ownd?
<bkl 3802><tl 7>To you, I trow, Ioues daughter hath the louely gy{r}dle lent,
<bkl 3803><tl 8>That Ce{{s}t}os hight: wherin there bee all maner graces blent,
<bkl 3804><tl 9>Allurementes of conceits, of wo{r}des the plea{s}urable ta{{s}t}e:
<bkl 3805><tl 10>That {s}ame, I ge{{s}{s}}e, hath {{s}h}e giuen you, and girt about your wa{{s}t}e
<bkl 3806><tl 11>Be{s}et with {s}ute of p{r}ecious pearl, as b{r}ight as {s}unny day.
<bkl 3807><tl 12>But what? I am beguilde, and gone (I wene) out of the way.
<bkl 3808><tl 13>The{s}e cau{s}es lo do not {s}o much p{r}e{s}ent your image p{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 3809><tl 14>That will I, nill I, night and day, you lodge within this b{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 3810><tl 15>Tho{s}e gifts of your right wo{r}thy minde, tho{s}e gold|_e| gifts of mind

<bkl 3811><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Of

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<bkl 3812><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3813><tl 16>Of my fa{{s}t} fixed fan{s}iefourm fir{{s}t} moouing cau{s}e I finde:
<bkl 3814><tl 17>Loue of the one, and th{r}eefold pow{r}: faith {s}acred, {s}ound, {s}incere:
<bkl 3815><tl 18>A mode{{s}t} maydens mood: an hert, from clowd of enuy clere:
<bkl 3816><tl 19>Wit, fed with Pallas food diuine: will, led with louely lo{r}e:
<bkl 3817><tl 20>Memo{r}ie, conteining le{{s}{s}}ons great of ladies fiue, and fow{r}:
<bkl 3818><tl 21>Woo{r}ds, {s}weeter, than the {s}ugar {s}weet, with heauenly nectar d{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 3819><tl 22>Nothing but coomly can they carp, and wonders well exp{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 3820><tl 23>Such dam{s}els did the auncient wo{r}ld, fo{r} Poets penns, {s}u{ff}i{s}e:
<bkl 3821><tl 24>Which, now a dayes, welnye as rare, as Poets fyne, ary{s}e.
<bkl 3822><tl 25>Wherfo{r}e, by gracious gifts of god, you mo{r}e than th{r}i{s}e yble{{s}t}:
<bkl 3823><tl 26>And I welble{{s}t} my{s}elf {s}uppo{s}e: whom cha{{s}t}efull loue imp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 3824><tl 27>In frend{{s}h}ips lace, with {s}uch a la{{s}{s}}e, doth knit, and fa{{s}t} combine:
<bkl 3825><tl 28>Which lace no th{r}eatning fo{r}tune {{s}h}all, no length of tyme vntwine:
<bkl 3826><tl 29>And I that daye, with gem {s}nowwhite, will mark, |&| eke depaynt
<bkl 3827><tl 30>With p{r}icely pen: which, Awdley, fir{{s}t} gan mee with you acquaint.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Deserts of Nymphs><pmdv1 poem141>
<bkl 3828><tl 0>Of.  m. D. A. <tt poem> (* acrostic, spelling 'DAMASCENE AWDLEY' *)
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3829><tl 1><f 2bki>D<f bl>E{s}erts of Nymphs, that auncient Poets {{s}h}owe,
<bkl 3830><tl 2>A#r not {s}o kouth, as hers: who{s}e p{r}e{s}ent face,
<bkl 3831><tl 3>M#o{r}e, than my Mu{s}e, may cau{s}e the wo{r}ld to knowe
<bkl 3832><tl 4>A nature nobly giuen: of woo{r}thy race:
<bkl 3833><tl 5>S#o trayned vp, as honour did be{{s}t}owe.
<bkl 3834><tl 6>C#yllene, in {s}ugerd {s}peech, gaue her a grace.
<bkl 3835><tl 7>E#xcell in {s}ong Apollo made his dere.
<bkl 3836><tl 8>N#o fingerfeat Minerue hid from her {s}ight.
<bkl 3837><tl 9>E#xp{r}e{{s}t} in look, {{s}h}e hath {s}o {s}ouerain chere,
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 3838><tl 10>A#s Cyp{r}ian once b{r}eathed on the Spartan b{r}ight.
<bkl 3839><tl 11>W#it, wi{s}dom, will, woo{r}d, woo{r}k, and all, I ween,
<bkl 3840><tl 12>D#are no%mans pen p{r}e{s}ume to paint outright.
<bkl 3841><tl 13>L#o luy{{s}t}er%and light: which if old tyme had {s}een,
<bkl 3842><tl 14>E#ntroned, {{s}h}yne {{s}h}e {{s}h}ould, with godde{{s}{s}}e Fame.
<bkl 3843><tl 15>Y#eeld, Enuie, the{s}e due p{r}ay{s}es to this dame.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Now flaming Phebus><pmdv1 poem142>
<bkl 3844><tl 0>A neew yeres gift, to
<bkl 3845><tl 0>the l. M. S. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3846><tl 1><f 2bki>N<f bl>Ow flaming Phebus, pa{{s}{s}}ing th{r}ough his heauenly regi|_o| hye,
<bkl 3847><tl 2>The vttre{{s}t} Ethiopian folk with ferueut[[sic 'feruent']] beams doth frye:
<bkl 3848><tl 3>And with the {s}oon, the yere al{s}o his {s}ecret race doth roon:
<bkl 3849><tl 4>And Ianus, with his double face, hath it again begoon:

<bkl 3850><tl 0><bkt sig> N.iii.                       <bkt catchw> O

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<bkl 3851><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3852><tl 5>O thou, that art the hed of all, whom mooneths, and yeres obey:
<bkl 3853><tl 6>At who{s}e commaund bee bothe the {{s}t}erres, and {s}urges of the {s}ea:
<bkl 3854><tl 7>By pow{r} diuine, now p{r}o{s}per vs this yere with good {s}ucce{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 3855><tl 8>This well to lead, and many mo, vs with thy fauour ble{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 3856><tl 9>G{r}aunt, with {s}ound {s}oll in body {s}ound that here we dayly go:
<bkl 3857><tl 10>And, after, in that conntrey lyue, whence banni{{s}h}t is all wo:
<bkl 3858><tl 11>Where hoonger, thir{{s}t}, and {s}o{r}y age, and {s}ickne{{s}{s}}e may not mell:
<bkl 3859><tl 12>No {s}en{s}e perceius, no hert bethinks the ioyes, that there do dwel.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle So happy bee><pmdv1 poem143>
<bkl 3860><tl 0>An other to. l. M. S. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3861><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>O happy bee the cour{s}e of your long life:
<bkl 3862><tl 2>So roon the yere intoo his circle ryfe:
<bkl 3863><tl 3>That nothyng hynder your welmeanyng minde:
<bkl 3864><tl 4>Sharp wit may you, rememb{r}ans redy fynde,
<bkl 3865><tl 5>Perfect intelligence, all help at hand:
<bkl 3866><tl 6>Styll {{s}t}ayd your thought in frutefull {{s}t}udies {{s}t}and.
<bkl 3867><tl 7>Hed framed thus may thother parts well frame,
<bkl 3868><tl 8>Diuine demeanour wyn a noble name:
<bkl 3869><tl 9>By payzed doom with lea{s}ure, and good heed:
<bkl 3870><tl 10>By vp{r}ight dole, and much auayling deed:
<bkl 3871><tl 11>By hert vnthirld, by vndi{s}coomfite chere,
<bkl 3872><tl 12>And b{r}e{{s}t} di{s}charged quite of coward fere:
<bkl 3873><tl 13>By {s}ober%mood, and o{r}ders coomly rate:
<bkl 3874><tl 14>In weal, and wo, by holdyng one e{{s}t}ate.
<bkl 3875><tl 15>And to that beauties grace, kynde hath you lent,
<bkl 3876><tl 16>Of bodies helth a perfite plight bee blent.
<bkl 3877><tl 17>Dame fo{r}tunes gifts may {s}o {{s}t}and you in {{s}t}ed,
<bkl 3878><tl 18>That well, and wealfully your lyfe be led.
<bkl 3879><tl 19>And hee, who giues the{s}e graces not in vayn,
<bkl 3880><tl 20>Direct your deeds, his honour to maintain.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle To you, madame, I wish><pmdv1 poem144>
<bkl 3881><tl 0>To. l K. S. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3882><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O you, madame, I wi{{s}h}, bothe now, and eke from yere to yere,
<bkl 3883><tl 2>Str|_e|gth |w+t+| Debo{r}e, |w+t+| Iudith faith, |w+t+| Maudl|_e| zeal, Anns chere
<bkl 3884><tl 3>With ble{{s}{s}}ed Mary mode{{s}t} moode: like Sibill, life full long:
<bkl 3885><tl 4>A mynde with {s}acred {s}p{r}ite en{s}pired, wit fre{{s}h}, and body {{s}t}rong:
<bkl 3886><tl 5>And, when of your fo{r}epointed fate you haue outroon the race:
<bkl 3887><tl 6>Emong all the{s}e, in Ioues hye raygn of bli{{s}{s}}es full, a place.

<bkl 3888><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> To

<page.break><page 103><fol N4r><f i>
<bkl 3889><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle As this first daye of Ianus><pmdv1 poem145>
<bkl 3890><tl 0>To. l. E. S. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3891><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>S this fir{{s}t} daye of Ianus youthe re{{s}t}o{r}es vnto the yere:
<bkl 3892><tl 2>So bee your minde in coo{r}age good reuiued, and herty chere.
<bkl 3893><tl 3>And as dame Tellus lab{r}eth now her frutes conceiued to b{r}eed:
<bkl 3894><tl 4>Right%{s}o of your mo{{s}t} fo{r}ward wit may great auail p{r}oceed.
<bkl 3895><tl 5>So lucky bee the yere, the mooneths, the weeks, |{th}+e+| dayes, |{th}+e+| how{r}s
<bkl 3896><tl 6>That them, with long recours, you may enioy in bli{s}full bow{r}s.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Gorgeous attire><pmdv1 poem146>
<bkl 3897><tl 0>To. m. D. A. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3898><tl 1><f 2bki>G<f bl>O{r}geous attire, by art made trym, and clene,
<bkl 3899><tl 2>Cheyn, b{r}acelet, perl, o{r} gem of Indian riuer,
<bkl 3900><tl 3>To you I nil, ne can (good Dama{s}cene)
<bkl 3901><tl 4>This time of Ianus Calends, here deliuer.
<bkl 3902><tl 5>But, what? My hert: which, though long {s}ins certain
<bkl 3903><tl 6>Your own it was, aye p{r}e{s}ent at your he{{s}t}:
<bkl 3904><tl 7>Yet here it{s}elf doth it re{s}igne agayn,
<bkl 3905><tl 8>Within the{s}e noombers clo{s}de. Where, think you be{{s}t}
<bkl 3906><tl 9>This to repo{s}e? There, I {s}uppo{s}e, where free
<bkl 3907><tl 10>Minerue you place. Fo{r} it hath you emb{r}a{{s}t}e,
<bkl 3908><tl 11>As thHeliconian Nymphs: with whom, euen hee,
<bkl 3909><tl 12>That burn fo{r} {s}oom, Apollo liueth cha{{s}t}e.
<bkl 3910><tl 13>P{r}e{s}ents in ca{s}e by raarne{{s}{s}}e you e{{s}t}eem:
<bkl 3911><tl 14>O Lo{r}d, how great a gift {{s}h}all this then {s}eem?

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle To you this present yere><pmdv1 poem147>
<bkl 3912><tl 0>To. m. S. H. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3913><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O you this p{r}e{s}ent yere full fay{r}e, and fo{r}tunable fall,
<bkl 3914><tl 2>Returning now to his p{r}ime part: and, good luck therwithall,
<bkl 3915><tl 3>May it p{r}oceed: and end, and oft return, to glad your hert:
<bkl 3916><tl 4>O Su{s}an, whom among my frendes I count, by your de{s}ert.
<bkl 3917><tl 5>Ioy may your heauenly {s}p{r}ite: endure fre{{s}h} wit, in |{th}+t+| fyne b{r}ayn:
<bkl 3918><tl 6>Your knowledge of good things encreas: your body, {s}afe remain:
<bkl 3919><tl 7>A body, of {s}uch {{s}h}ape, as {{s}h}oweth a wo{r}thy wight by kynde:
<bkl 3920><tl 8>A clo{s}et, fit fo{r} to contein the vertues of that minde.
<bkl 3921><tl 9>What {{s}h}all I yet mo{r}eouer add? God graunt, |w+t+| plea{s}aunt mate
<bkl 3922><tl 10>A plea{s}aunt life you lead. Well may that man reioy{s}e his fate.

<bkl 3923><tl 0><bkt sig> N.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> To

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<bkl 3924><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle No image carued><pmdv1 poem148>
<bkl 3925><tl 0>To his familiar frend. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3926><tl 1><f 2bki>N<f bl>O image carued with coonnyng hand, no cloth of purple dye,
<bkl 3927><tl 2>No p{r}ecious weight of metall b{r}ight, no {s}iluer plate gyue I:
<bkl 3928><tl 3>Such gear allures not heu|_e|ly herts: {s}uch gifts no grace they b{r}ing:
<bkl 3929><tl 4>I lo, |{th}+t+| know your minde, will {s}end none {s}uch, what then? nothing.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle What one art thou><pmdv1 poem149>
<bkl 3930><tl 0>De{s}cription of Ver{\-}
<bkl 3931><tl 0>tue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3932><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat one art thou, thus in to{r}n weed yclad?
<bkl 3933><tl 2>Vertue, in p{r}ice whom auncient {s}ages had.
<bkl 3934><tl 3>Why, poo{r}ely rayd? Fo{r} fadyng goodes pa{{s}t} care.
<bkl 3935><tl 4>Why doublefaced? I mark eche fo{r}tunes fare.
<bkl 3936><tl 5>This b{r}idle, what? Mindes rages to re{{s}t}rain.
<bkl 3937><tl 6>Tooles why beare you? I loue to take great pain.
<bkl 3938><tl 7>Why, winges? I teach aboue the {{s}t}arres to flye.
<bkl 3939><tl 8>Why tread you death? I onely cannot dye.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle The auncient time commended><pmdv1 poem150>
<bkl 3940><tl 0>Pray{s}e of mea{s}ure{\-}
<bkl 3941><tl 0>kepyng. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3942><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He auncient time commended, not fo{r} nought,
<bkl 3943><tl 2>The mean: what better thing can ther be {s}ought?
<bkl 3944><tl 3>In mean, is vertue placed: on either {s}ide,
<bkl 3945><tl 4>Bothe right, and left, ami{{s}{s}}e a man {{s}h}all {s}lide.
<bkl 3946><tl 5>Icar, with {s}ire had{{s}t} thou the mid way flown,
<bkl 3947><tl 6>Icarian beck by name had no man known.
<bkl 3948><tl 7>If middle path kept had p{r}oud Phaeton,
<bkl 3949><tl 8>No burning b{r}and this erth had falln vpon.
<bkl 3950><tl 9>Ne cruell pow{r}, ne none to {s}oft can raign:
<bkl 3951><tl 10>That keeps a mean, the%{s}ame {{s}h}all {{s}t}yll remain.
<bkl 3952><tl 11>Thee, Iulie, once did too%much mercy {s}pill:
<bkl 3953><tl 12>Thee, Nero {{s}t}ern, rigo{r} extreem did kill.
<bkl 3954><tl 13>How could Augu{{s}t} {s}o many yeres well pa{{s}{s}}e?
<bkl 3955><tl 14>No{r} oner%meek[[sic 'ouer%meek']], no{r} ouer%fer{s}e he was.
<bkl 3956><tl 15>Wo{r}{{s}h}ip not Ioue with curious fan{s}ies vain,
<bkl 3957><tl 16>No{r} him de{s}pi{s}e: hold right atween the{s}e twayn.

<bkl 3958><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> No

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<bkl 3959><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 3960><tl 17>No wa{{s}t}efull wight, no greedy goom is p{r}ayzd.
<bkl 3961><tl 18>Stands large{{s}{s}}e iu{{s}t}, in egall balance payzd.
<bkl 3962><tl 19>So Catoes meal {s}urmountes Antonius chere,
<bkl 3963><tl 20>And better fame his {s}ober fare hath here.
<bkl 3964><tl 21>To {{s}l}ender buildyng, bad: as bad, to gro{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 3965><tl 22>One, an eye{s}o{r}e, the tother falls to lo{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 3966><tl 23>As medcines help, in mea{s}ure: {s}o (God wot)
<bkl 3967><tl 24>By ouer%much, the {s}ick their bane haue got.
<bkl 3968><tl 25>Vnmeet mee {s}eems to vtter this, mo wayes:
<bkl 3969><tl 26>Mea{s}ure fo{r}bids vnmea{s}urable p{r}ay{s}e.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle What path list you to tred?><pmdv1 poem151>
<bkl 3970><tl 0>Mans life after Po{{s}{s}}idonius,
<bkl 3971><tl 0>or Crates. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3972><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Hat path li{{s}t} you to tred? what trade will you a{{s}{s}}aye? (* single-height black letter 'W' in
double-height block space *)
<bkl 3973><tl 2>The courts of plea, by b{r}aul, |&| bate, d{r}iue gentle peace away.
<bkl 3974><tl 3>In hou{s}e, fo{r} wife, and childe, there is but cark, and care:
<bkl 3975><tl 4>With trauail, and with toyl ynough, in feelds wee v{s}e to fare.
<bkl 3976><tl 5>Vpon the {s}eas lieth d{r}eed: the riche, in fo{r}aine land,
<bkl 3977><tl 6>Doo fear the lo{{s}{s}}e: and there, the poo{r}e, like mi{s}ers poo{r}ly {{s}t}and.
<bkl 3978><tl 7>Strife, with a wife, without, your th{r}ift full hard to {s}ee:
<bkl 3979><tl 8>Yong b{r}ats, a trouble: none at all, a maym it {s}eems to bee:
<bkl 3980><tl 9>Youth, fond: age hath no hert, and pincheth all to nye.
<bkl 3981><tl 10>Choo{s}e then the leefer of the{s}e twoo, no life, o{r} {s}oon to dye.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle What race of life ronne you?><pmdv1 poem152>
<bkl 3982><tl 0>Metrodorus minde to the
<bkl 3983><tl 0>contrarie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3984><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Hat race of life ronne you? what trade will you a{{s}{s}}aye? (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-
height block space *)
<bkl 3985><tl 2>In courts, is glo{r}y gott, and witt encrea{s}ed daye by daye.
<bkl 3986><tl 3>At home, wee take our ea{s}e, and beak our {s}elues in re{{s}t}:
<bkl 3987><tl 4>The feelds our nature doo refre{{s}h} with plea{s}ures of the be{{s}t}.
<bkl 3988><tl 5>On {s}eas, is gayn to gett: the {{s}t}raunger, hee {{s}h}all bee
<bkl 3989><tl 6>E{{s}t}eemed, hauing much: if not, none knoweth his lack, but hee.
<bkl 3990><tl 7>A wife will trym thy hou{s}e: no wife? then art thou free.
<bkl 3991><tl 8>B{r}ood is a louely thing: without, thy life is loo{s}e to thee.
<bkl 3992><tl 9>Yong bloods be {{s}t}rong: old {s}ires in double honour dwell.
<bkl 3993><tl 10>Doo waye that choys, no life, o{r} {s}oon to dye: fo{r} all is well.

<bkl 3994><tl 0><bkt sig> O.i.                          <bkt catchw> Of

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<bkl 3995><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle When princes lawes><pmdv1 poem153>
<bkl 3996><tl 0>Of lawes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 3997><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Hen p{r}inces lawes, |w+t+| reuerend right, do keep |{th}+e+| c|_o|mons vnder (* single-height black
letter 'W' in double-height block space *)
<bkl 3998><tl 2>As meek as l|_a|bes, thei do their charge, |&| {s}catter not a{s}under.
<bkl 3999><tl 3>But if they rai{s}e their heades aloft, and lawe her b{r}ydle {{s}l}ake:
<bkl 4000><tl 4>Then, like a tyger fell, they fare, and lu{{s}t} fo{r} law they take.
<bkl 4001><tl 5>Where water dothe p{r}euail, and fire, no mercy they exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 4002><tl 6>But yet the rage of that rude rout is much mo{r}e mercile{{s}{s}}e.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Of all the heauenly gifts><pmdv1 poem154>
<bkl 4003><tl 0>Of frend{s}hip. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4004><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl>F all the heauenly gifts, that mo{r}tall men commend,
<bkl 4005><tl 2>What tru{{s}t}y trea{s}ure in the wo{r}ld can co|_u|teruail a frend?
<bkl 4006><tl 3>Our helth is {s}oon decayd: goodes, ca{s}uall, light, and vain:
<bkl 4007><tl 4>B{r}oke haue we {s}een the fo{r}ce of pow{r}, and honour {s}u{ff}er {{s}t}ain.
<bkl 4008><tl 5>In bodies lu{{s}t}, man doth re{s}emble but ba{s}e b{r}ute:
<bkl 4009><tl 6>True vertue gets, and keeps a frend, good guide of our pur{s}ute:
<bkl 4010><tl 7>Who{s}e harty zeal with ours acco{r}ds, in euery ca{s}e:
<bkl 4011><tl 8>No terme of time, no {s}pace of place, no {{s}t}o{r}me can it deface.
<bkl 4012><tl 9>When fickle fo{r}tune fayls, this knot endureth {{s}t}ill:
<bkl 4013><tl 10>Thy kin out of their kinde may {s}warue, when fr|_e|ds owe thee good wil. (* 1 word from following line *)
<bkl 4014><tl 11>What {s}weeter {s}olace {{s}h}all befall, than one to finde,
<bkl 4015><tl 12>Vpon who{s}e b{r}e{{s}t} thou may{{s}t} repo{s}e the {s}ecrets of thy minde?
<bkl 4016><tl 13>Hee wayleth at thy wo, his tears with thine be {{s}h}ed:
<bkl 4017><tl 14>With thee dothe hee all ioyes enioye: {s}o leef a life is led.
<bkl 4018><tl 15>Behold thy frend, and of thy {s}elf the pattern {s}ee:
<bkl 4019><tl 16>One {s}oull, a wonder {{s}h}all it {s}eem, in bodies twain to bee.
<bkl 4020><tl 17>In ab{s}ence, p{r}e{s}ent, riche in want, in {s}ickene{{s}{s}}e {s}ownd,
<bkl 4021><tl 18>Yea, after death aliue, may{{s}t} thou by thy {s}ure frend be found.
<bkl 4022><tl 19>Ech hou{s}e, ech towne, ech realm by {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} loue dothe {{s}t}and:
<bkl 4023><tl 20>Where fowl debate b{r}eeds bitter bale, in eche diuided land.
<bkl 4024><tl 21>O frend{{s}h}ip, {fl}ow{r} of {fl}ow{r}s: O liuely {s}p{r}ite of life,
<bkl 4025><tl 22>O {s}acred bond of bli{s}full peace, the {{s}t}alwo{r}th {{s}t}aunch of {{s}t}rife:
<bkl 4026><tl 23>Scipio with Lelius did{{s}t} thou conioyn in care,
<bkl 4027><tl 24>At home, in warrs, fo{r} weal and wo, with egall faith to fare.
<bkl 4028><tl 25>Ge{s}ippus eke with Tite, Damon with Pythias,
<bkl 4029><tl 26>And with Menetus {s}onne Achill, by thee combined was.
<bkl 4030><tl 27>Euryalus, and Ni{s}us gaue Virgil cau{s}e to {s}ing:
<bkl 4031><tl 28>Of Pylades doo many rymes, and of O{r}e{{s}t}es ring.

<bkl 4032><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Down

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<bkl 4033><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4034><tl 29>Down The{s}eus went to hell, Pirith, his frend to finde:
<bkl 4035><tl 30>O |{th}+t+| the wiues, in the{s}e our dayes, were to their mates {s}o kinde.
<bkl 4036><tl 31>Cicero, the frendly man, to Atticus, his frend,
<bkl 4037><tl 32>Of frend{{s}h}ip w{r}ote: {s}uch couples lo dothe lott but {s}eeldom lend.
<bkl 4038><tl 33>Recount thy race, now ronne: how few {{s}h}alt thou there {s}ee,
<bkl 4039><tl 34>Of whome to {s}aye: This {s}ame is hee, that neuer fayled mee.
<bkl 4040><tl 35>So rare a iewel then mu{{s}t} nedes be holden dere:
<bkl 4041><tl 36>And as thou wilt e{{s}t}eem thy{s}elf, {s}o take thy cho{s}en fere.
<bkl 4042><tl 37>The ty{r}ant, in di{s}pay{r}e, no lack of gold bewayls:
<bkl 4043><tl 38>But, Out I am vndoon ({s}ayth hee) fo{r} all my frend{{s}h}ip fayls.
<bkl 4044><tl 39>Wherfo{r}e {s}ins nothing is mo{r}e kindely fo{r} our kinde:
<bkl 4045><tl 40>Next wi{s}dome, thus that teacheth vs, loue we the frendful minde.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle The issue of great Ioue><pmdv1 poem155>
<bkl 4046><tl 0>The Garden. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4047><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He i{{s}{s}}ue of great Ioue, d{r}aw nere you, Mu{s}es nine:
<bkl 4048><tl 2>Help vs to p{r}ai{s}e the bli{s}full plott of garden ground {s}o fine.
<bkl 4049><tl 3>The garden giues good food, and ayd fo{r} leaches cure:
<bkl 4050><tl 4>The garden, full of great delite, his ma{{s}t}er dothe allure.
<bkl 4051><tl 5>Sweet {s}allet herbs bee here, and herbs of euery kinde:
<bkl 4052><tl 6>The ruddy grapes, the {s}eemly frutes bee here at hand to finde.
<bkl 4053><tl 7>Here plea{s}ans wanteth not, to make a man full fayn:
<bkl 4054><tl 8>Here marueilous the mixture is of {s}olace, and of gain.
<bkl 4055><tl 9>To water {s}ond{r}y {s}eeds, the fo{r}ow by the waye
<bkl 4056><tl 10>A ronning riuer, trilling downe with liquo{r}, can conuay.
<bkl 4057><tl 11>Beholde, with liuely heew, fay{r} {fl}ow{r}s that {{s}h}yne {s}o b{r}ight:
<bkl 4058><tl 12>With riches, like the o{r}ient gems, they paynt the molde in {s}ight.
<bkl 4059><tl 13>Beez, humming with {s}oft {s}ound, (their murmur is {s}o {s}mall)
<bkl 4060><tl 14>Of blooms and blo{{s}{s}}oms {s}uck the topps, on dewed leaues they fall
<bkl 4061><tl 15>The creping vine holds down her own bewedded elms:
<bkl 4062><tl 16>And, w|_a|dering out |w+t+| b{r}anches thick, reeds folded ouerwhelms.
<bkl 4063><tl 17>Trees {s}p{r}ed their couerts wyde, with {{s}h}adows fre{{s}h} and gaye:
<bkl 4064><tl 18>Full well their b{r}anched bowz defend the feruent {s}onne awaye.
<bkl 4065><tl 19>Birds chatter, and {s}ome chirp, and {s}ome {s}weet tunes doo yeeld:
<bkl 4066><tl 20>All mirthfull, |w+t+| their {s}ongs {s}o blithe, they make both ay{r}e, |&| feeld.
<bkl 4067><tl 21>The garden, it allures, it feeds, it glads the {s}p{r}ite:
<bkl 4068><tl 22>Fr|_o| heauy harts all doolfull dumps the garden cha{s}eth quite.
<bkl 4069><tl 23>Stength[[sic 'Strength']] it re{{s}t}o{r}es to lims, d{r}awes, and fulfils the {s}ight:
<bkl 4070><tl 24>With chere reuiues the {s}en{s}es all, and maketh labour light.
<bkl 4071><tl 25>O, what delites to vs the garden ground dothe b{r}ing?
<bkl 4072><tl 26>Seed, leaf, {fl}ow{r}, frute, herb, bee, and tree, |&| mo{r}e, then I may {s}ing.

<bkl 4073><tl 0><bkt sig> O.ii.                        <bkt catchw> An.

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<bkl 4074><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle The worthy Wilfords body><pmdv1 poem156>
<bkl 4075><tl 0>An epitaph of {s}ir Iames
<bkl 4076><tl 0>wilford knight. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4077><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He wo{r}thy Wilfo{r}ds body, which alyue,
<bkl 4078><tl 2>Made both the Scot, and Frenchman {s}o{r}e ad{r}ad:
<bkl 4079><tl 3>A body, {{s}h}apte of {{s}t}omake {{s}t}out to {{s}t}riue
<bkl 4080><tl 4>With fo{r}ein foes: a co{r}ps, that coo{r}age had
<bkl 4081><tl 5>So full of fo{r}ce, the like nowhere was ryfe:
<bkl 4082><tl 6>With hert, as free, as ere had gentle knight:
<bkl 4083><tl 7>Now here in graue (thus chaungeth ay, this lyfe)
<bkl 4084><tl 8>Re{{s}t}s, with vnre{{s}t} to many a wofull wight.
<bkl 4085><tl 9>Of large{{s}{s}}e great, of manhod, of fo{r}eca{{s}t}
<bkl 4086><tl 10>Can ech good Engli{{s}h} {s}ouldiour bear reco{r}d.
<bkl 4087><tl 11>Speak Launder{s}ey, tell Muttrel maruails pa{{s}t}:
<bkl 4088><tl 12>Crye Mu{{s}{s}}elbo{r}ough: p{r}ay{s}e Haddington thy lo{r}d,
<bkl 4089><tl 13>From thee that held both Scots, and frekes of Fraunce:
<bkl 4090><tl 14>Farewel, may England {s}ay, hard is my chaunce.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle For Wilford wept first men><pmdv1 poem157>
<bkl 4091><tl 0>An other, of the {s}ame
<bkl 4092><tl 0>knightes death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4093><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>O{r} Wilfo{r}d wept fir{{s}t} men, then ay{r} al{s}o,
<bkl 4094><tl 2>Fo{r} Wilfo{r}d felt the wayters wayfull wo.
<bkl 4095><tl 3>The men {s}o wept: that bookes, ab{r}ode which bee,
<bkl 4096><tl 4>Of moo{r}nyng meeters full a man may {s}ee.
<bkl 4097><tl 5>So wayld the ay{r}: that, clowds con{s}umde, remaynd
<bkl 4098><tl 6>No d{r}opes, but d{r}outh the parched erth {s}u{{s}t}aynd.
<bkl 4099><tl 7>So greeted floods: that, where ther rode befo{r}e
<bkl 4100><tl 8>A {{s}h}ip, a car may go {s}afe on the {{s}h}o{r}e.
<bkl 4101><tl 9>Left were no%mo, but heauen, and erth, to make,
<bkl 4102><tl 10>Th{r}oughout the wo{r}ld, this greef his rigo{r} take.
<bkl 4103><tl 11>But {s}ins the heauen this Wilfo{r}ds go{{s}t}e dothe keep,
<bkl 4104><tl 12>And earth, his co{r}ps: {s}aye mee, why {{s}h}old they weep?

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Man, by a woman lern><pmdv1 poem158>
<bkl 4105><tl 0>An Epitaph of the ladye
<bkl 4106><tl 0>Margaret Lee.
<bkl 4107><tl 0>1555. <f bl>

<bkl 4108><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Man

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<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4110><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>An, by a woman lern, this life what we may call:
<bkl 4111><tl 2>Blod, fr|_e|d{{s}h}ip, beauty, youth, attire, welth, wo{r}{{s}h}ip, helth |&| al
<bkl 4112><tl 3>Take not fo{r} thine: no{r} yet thy {s}elf as thine beknow.
<bkl 4113><tl 4>Fo{r} hauing the{s}e, with full great p{r}ay{s}e, this lady did but {{s}h}ow
<bkl 4114><tl 5>Her {s}elf vnto the wo{r}ld: and in p{r}ime yeres (bee ware)
<bkl 4115><tl 6>Sleeps doolfull {s}i{{s}t}er, who is wont fo{r} no re{s}pect to {s}pare,
<bkl 4116><tl 7>Alas, withd{r}eew her hence: o{r} rather {s}oftly led:
<bkl 4117><tl 8>Fo{r} with good will I dare well {s}aye, her waye to him {{s}h}ee {s}ped:
<bkl 4118><tl 9>Who claymed, that he bought: and took that er{{s}t} hee gaue:
<bkl 4119><tl 10>Mo{r}e meet than any wo{r}ldly wight, {s}uch heauenly gems to haue.
<bkl 4120><tl 11>Now wold {{s}h}ee not return, in earth a queen to dwell.
<bkl 4121><tl 12>As {{s}h}ee hathe doon to you, good frend, bid lady Lee, farewell.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Myrrour of matrones><pmdv1 poem159>
<bkl 4122><tl 0>Vpon the tomb of A. w. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4123><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Yrrour of matrones, {fl}ow{r} of {s}pou{{s}l}ike loue,
<bkl 4124><tl 2>Of fay{r} b{r}ood frutefull no{r}{{s}{s}}e, poo{r} peoples {{s}t}ay,
<bkl 4125><tl 3>Neybours delite, true hert to him aboue,
<bkl 4126><tl 4>In yeelding wo{r}lds encreas took her decaye:
<bkl 4127><tl 5>Who p{r}inted liues yet in our hertes alway:
<bkl 4128><tl 6>Who{s}e clo{s}et of good thews, layd here a {s}pace,
<bkl 4129><tl 7>Shall {{s}h}o{r}tly with the {s}oull in heauen haue place.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Now, blythe Thaley><pmdv1 poem160>
<bkl 4130><tl 0>Vpon the deceas of w. Ch. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4131><tl 1><f 2bki>N<f bl>Ow, blythe Thaley, thy fea{{s}t}full layes lay by:
<bkl 4132><tl 2>And to re{s}ound the{s}e doolfull tunes apply.
<bkl 4133><tl 3>Cau{s}e of great greef the ty{r}ant death impo{r}ts:
<bkl 4134><tl 4>Who{s}e vg{s}oom idoll to my b{r}ayns re{s}o{r}ts.
<bkl 4135><tl 5>A gracefull ymp, a flow{r} of youth, away
<bkl 4136><tl 6>Hath {{s}h}e bereft (alas) befo{r}e his daye.
<bkl 4137><tl 7>Chambers, this lyfe to leaue, and thy dear mates,
<bkl 4138><tl 8>So {s}oon doo thee con{{s}t}rayn enuyous fates?
<bkl 4139><tl 9>Oh, with that wit, tho{s}e maners, that good hert,
<bkl 4140><tl 10>Woo{r}thy to lyue olde Ne{{s}t}o{r}s yeres thou wert.
<bkl 4141><tl 11>You wanted outward yies: and yet aryght
<bkl 4142><tl 12>In {{s}t}o{r}ies, Poets, o{r}atours had {s}ight.
<bkl 4143><tl 13>What{s}o you herd, by liuely voyce, exp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 4144><tl 14>Was {s}oon repo{s}de within that mindefull b{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 4145><tl 15>To mee mo{r}e plea{s}ant Plautus neuer was,
<bkl 4146><tl 16>Than tho{s}e conceits, that from your mouth did pa{{s}{s}}e.

<bkl 4147><tl 0><bkt sig> O.iii.                       <bkt catchw> Our

<page.break><page 110><fol O3v><f i>
<bkl 4148><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4149><tl 17>Our {{s}t}udiemates great hope did hold alway,
<bkl 4150><tl 18>You wold be our {s}chooles o{r}nament, one day.
<bkl 4151><tl 19>Your parents then, that thus haue you fo{r}gone,
<bkl 4152><tl 20>Your b{r}eth{r}en eke mu{{s}t} make they{r} heauy mone:
<bkl 4153><tl 21>Your louyng feres cannot they{r} teares re{{s}t}rayn:
<bkl 4154><tl 22>But I, befo{r}e them all, haue cau{s}e to playn:
<bkl 4155><tl 23>Who in pure loue was {s}o conioynd with thee,
<bkl 4156><tl 24>An other G{r}imald did{{s}t} thou {s}eem to bee.
<bkl 4157><tl 25>Ha lo{r}d, how oft wi{{s}h}t you, with all your hart,
<bkl 4158><tl 26>That vs no chaunce a {s}onder might depart?
<bkl 4159><tl 27>Happy were I, if this your p{r}ayer tooke place:
<bkl 4160><tl 28>Ay mee, that it dothe cruell death deface.
<bkl 4161><tl 29>Ah lo{r}d, how oft your {s}weet woo{r}ds I repeat,
<bkl 4162><tl 30>And in my mynde your woonted lyfe retreat?
<bkl 4163><tl 31>O Chambers, O thy G{r}imalds mate mo{{s}t}e dere:
<bkl 4164><tl 32>Why hath fell fate tane thee, and left him here?
<bkl 4165><tl 33>But wherto the{s}e complaintes iu[[sic 'in']] vain make wee?
<bkl 4166><tl 34>Such woo{r}ds in wyndes to wa{{s}t}e, what mooueth mee?
<bkl 4167><tl 35>Thou hold{{s}t} the hauen of helth, with bli{s}full Ioue:
<bkl 4168><tl 36>Th{r}ough many waues, and {s}eas, yet mu{{s}t} I roue.
<bkl 4169><tl 37>Not woo{r}thy I, {s}o {s}oon with thee to go:
<bkl 4170><tl 38>Mee {{s}t}yll my fates reteyn, bew{r}apt in wo.
<bkl 4171><tl 39>Liue, our companion once, now lyue fo{r} aye:
<bkl 4172><tl 40>Heauens ioyes enioy, whyle wee dye day by daye.
<bkl 4173><tl 41>You, that of faith {s}o {s}ure {s}ignes here exp{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 4174><tl 42>Do triumph now, no%dout, among the ble{{s}t}:
<bkl 4175><tl 43>Haue changed {s}ea fo{r} po{r}te, darkne{{s}{s}}e fo{r} light,
<bkl 4176><tl 44>An inn fo{r} home, exile fo{r} countrey right,
<bkl 4177><tl 45>Trauail fo{r} re{{s}t}, {{s}t}raunge way fo{r} citie glad,
<bkl 4178><tl 46>Battail fo{r} peas, free raign fo{r} bondage bad.
<bkl 4179><tl 47>The{s}e w{r}etched erthly {{s}t}ounds who can compare
<bkl 4180><tl 48>To heanenly[[sic 'heauenly']] {s}eats, and tho{s}e delites mo{{s}t}e rare?
<bkl 4181><tl 49>We frayl, you firm: we with great trouble to{{s}t},
<bkl 4182><tl 50>You bathe in bli{{s}{s}}e, that neuer {{s}h}all bee lo{{s}t}.
<bkl 4183><tl 51>Wherfo{r}e, Thaley, reneew thy fea{{s}t}full layes:
<bkl 4184><tl 52>Her doolfull tunes my chered Mu{s}e now {{s}t}ayes.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Why, Nicolas><pmdv1 poem161>
<bkl 4185><tl 0>Of N. Ch. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4186><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hy, Nicolas, why doe{{s}t} thou make {s}uch ha{{s}t}e
<bkl 4187><tl 2>After thy b{r}other? Why goe{{s}t} thou {s}o? To ta{{s}t}e

<bkl 4188><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Of

<page.break><page 111><fol O4r><f i>
<bkl 4189><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4190><tl 3>Of changed lyfe with hym the better {{s}t}ate?
<bkl 4191><tl 4>Better? yea be{{s}t} of all, that thought can rate.
<bkl 4192><tl 5>O{r}, did the d{r}eed of w{r}etched wo{r}#ld d{r}iue thee
<bkl 4193><tl 6>Le{{s}t}e thou this afterfall {{s}h}ould hap to {s}ee:
<bkl 4194><tl 7>Mauo{r}tian moods, Saturnian furies fell,
<bkl 4195><tl 8>Of tragicall turmoyls the haynous hell?
<bkl 4196><tl 9>O, who{s}e good thews in b{r}ief cannot be told,
<bkl 4197><tl 10>The hartie{{s}t} mate, that euer trod the mold:
<bkl 4198><tl 11>If our farewell, that here liue in di{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 4199><tl 12>Auayl, farewell: the re{{s}t} teares do {s}upp{r}e{{s}{s}}e.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Yea, and a good cause><pmdv1 poem162>
<bkl 4200><tl 0>A funerall {s}ong, vpon the
<bkl 4201><tl 0>deceas of Annes his
<bkl 4202><tl 0>moother. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4203><tl 1><f 2bki>Y<f bl>Ea, and a good cau{s}e why thus {{s}h}ould I playn.
<bkl 4204><tl 2>Fo{r} what is hee, can quietly {s}u{{s}t}ayn
<bkl 4205><tl 3>So great a grief, with mouth as {{s}t}yll, as {{s}t}one?
<bkl 4206><tl 4>My loue, my lyfe, of ioye my ieewell is gone.
<bkl 4207><tl 5>This harty zeale if any wight di{s}p{r}ooue,
<bkl 4208><tl 6>As womans wo{r}k, whom feeble minde doth mooue:
<bkl 4209><tl 7>Hee neither knowes the mighty natures laws,
<bkl 4210><tl 8>No{r} touching elders deeds hath {s}een old {s}aws.
<bkl 4211><tl 9>Martius, to vanqui{{s}h} Rome, was {s}et on fire:
<bkl 4212><tl 10>But vanqui{{s}h}t fell, at moothers boon, his ire.
<bkl 4213><tl 11>Into He{s}perian land Serto{r}ius fled,
<bkl 4214><tl 12>Of parent aye cheef care had in his hed.
<bkl 4215><tl 13>Dear weight on {{s}h}oulders Sicil b{r}eth{r}en bo{r}e,
<bkl 4216><tl 14>While Etnaes gyant {s}pouted flames full {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 4217><tl 15>Not mo{r}e of Tyndars ymps hath Sparta {s}poke,
<bkl 4218><tl 16>Than Arge of charged necks with parents yoke.
<bkl 4219><tl 17>No{r} onely them thus dyd fo{r}etyme entreat:
<bkl 4220><tl 18>Then, was the noo{r}{{s}{s}}e al{s}o in honour great.
<bkl 4221><tl 19>Caiet the Ph{r}ygian from amid fireflame
<bkl 4222><tl 20>Re{s}cued, who gaue to Latine {{s}t}ronds the name.
<bkl 4223><tl 21>Acca, in dubble {s}en{s}e Lupa ycleaped,
<bkl 4224><tl 22>To Romane Calendars a fea{{s}t} hath heaped.
<bkl 4225><tl 23>His Cap{r}a Ioue among the {{s}t}erres hath pight:
<bkl 4226><tl 24>In welkin clere yet lo {{s}h}e {{s}h}ineth b{r}yght.
<bkl 4227><tl 25>Hyades as gratefully Lyai did place,

<bkl 4228><tl 0><bkt sig> O.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> Whom

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<bkl 4229><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4230><tl 26>Whom, in primetide, {s}uppo{r}ts the Bulls fay{r} face.
<bkl 4231><tl 27>And {{s}h}ould not I exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e my inward wo,
<bkl 4232><tl 28>When you, mo{{s}t} louyng dam, {s}o {s}oon hence go?
<bkl 4233><tl 29>I, in your frutefull woomb conceyued, bo{r}n was,
<bkl 4234><tl 30>Whyle wanderyng moon ten moonths did ouerpa{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 4235><tl 31>Mee, b{r}ought to light, your tender arms {s}u{{s}t}aynd:
<bkl 4236><tl 32>And, with my lips, your milky paps I {{s}t}raynd.
<bkl 4237><tl 33>You mee emb{r}aced, in bo{s}om {s}oft you mee
<bkl 4238><tl 34>Cheri{{s}h}ed, as I your onely chylde had bee.
<bkl 4239><tl 35>Of y{{s}{s}}ue fay{r} with noombers were you ble{{s}t}:
<bkl 4240><tl 36>Yet I, the be{{s}t}beloued of all the re{{s}t}.
<bkl 4241><tl 37>Good luck, certayn fo{r}ereadyng moothers haue,
<bkl 4242><tl 38>And you of mee a {s}peciall iudgement gaue.
<bkl 4243><tl 39>Then, when firm pa{s}e I fixed on the ground:
<bkl 4244><tl 40>When toung gan cea{s}e to b{r}eak the li{s}pyng {s}ound:
<bkl 4245><tl 41>You mee {{s}t}reightway did too the Mu{s}es {s}end,
<bkl 4246><tl 42>Ne {s}u{ff}ered long a loyteryng lyfe to {s}pend,
<bkl 4247><tl 43>What gayn the wooll, what gayn the wed had b{r}aught,
<bkl 4248><tl 44>It was his meed, that me there dayly taught.
<bkl 4249><tl 45>When with Minerue I had acquaintance woon:
<bkl 4250><tl 46>And Phebus {s}eemd to loue mee, as his {s}oon:
<bkl 4251><tl 47>B{r}owns hold I bad, at parents he{{s}t}, farewell:
<bkl 4252><tl 48>And gladly there in {s}chools I gan to dwell:
<bkl 4253><tl 49>Where G{r}anta giues the ladies nyne {s}uch place,
<bkl 4254><tl 50>That they reioy{s}e to {s}ee they{r} bli{s}full ca{s}e.
<bkl 4255><tl 51>With ioyes at hert, in this perna{{s}{s}}e I bode,
<bkl 4256><tl 52>Whyle, th{r}ough his {s}ignes, fiue tymes great Titan glode:
<bkl 4257><tl 53>And twy{s}e as long, by that fay{r} foo{r}d, whereas
<bkl 4258><tl 54>Swanfeeder Temms no furder cour{s}e can pa{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 4259><tl 55>O, what de{s}ire had you, therwhile, of mee?
<bkl 4260><tl 56>Mid doutfull d{r}eeds, what ioyes were wont to bee?
<bkl 4261><tl 57>Now linnen clothes, w{r}ought with tho{s}e fyngers fyne,
<bkl 4262><tl 58>Now other thynges of yours dyd you make myne:
<bkl 4263><tl 59>Tyll your la{{s}t} th{r}edes gan Clotho to vntwyne,
<bkl 4264><tl 60>And of your dayes the date extreem a{{s}{s}}ygne.
<bkl 4265><tl 61>Hearyng the chaunce, your neybours made much mone:
<bkl 4266><tl 62>A dearwo{r}th dame, they thought they{r} coomfo{r}t gone.
<bkl 4267><tl 63>Kin{s}woomen wept: your charge, the maydens wept:
<bkl 4268><tl 64>Your daughters wept, whom you {s}o well had kept.
<bkl 4269><tl 65>But my good {s}y{r}e gaue, with {s}oft woo{r}ds, releef:
<bkl 4270><tl 66>And clokes, with outward chere, his inward greef:
<bkl 4271><tl 67>Le{{s}t}e, by his care, your {s}icknes {{s}h}ould augment,

<bkl 4272><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

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<bkl 4273><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4274><tl 68>And on his ca{s}e your thoughtfull hert be bent.
<bkl 4275><tl 69>You, not fo{r}getting yet a moothers mood,
<bkl 4276><tl 70>When at the do{r}e dartthirling death there {{s}t}ood,
<bkl 4277><tl 71>Did {s}aye: Adeew, dear {s}pou{s}e, my race is roon:
<bkl 4278><tl 72>Wher {s}o he bee, I haue left you a {s}oon,
<bkl 4279><tl 73>And Nicolas you naamd, and naamd agayn:
<bkl 4280><tl 74>With other {s}peech, a{s}piring heauenly raign:
<bkl 4281><tl 75>When into ay{r}e your {s}p{r}ite departed {fl}ed,
<bkl 4282><tl 76>And left the co{r}ps a cold in lukewarm bed.
<bkl 4283><tl 77>Ah, could you thus, deare mother, leaue vs all?
<bkl 4284><tl 78>Now, {{s}h}ould you liue: that yet, befo{r}e your fall,
<bkl 4285><tl 79>My {s}ongs you might haue {s}oong, haue heard my voyce,
<bkl 4286><tl 80>And in commodities of your own reioyce.
<bkl 4287><tl 81>My {s}i{{s}t}ers yet vnwedded who {{s}h}all guide?
<bkl 4288><tl 82>With who{s}e good le{{s}{s}}ons {{s}h}all they bee applyed?
<bkl 4289><tl 83>Haue, mother, monumentes of our {s}o{r}e {s}mart:
<bkl 4290><tl 84>No co{{s}t}ly tomb, areard with curious art:
<bkl 4291><tl 85>No{r} Mau{s}olean ma{{s}{s}}e, hoong in the ay{r}e:
<bkl 4292><tl 86>No{r} loftie {{s}t}eeples, that will once appay{r}e:
<bkl 4293><tl 87>But waylful ver{s}e, and doolfull {s}ong accept.
<bkl 4294><tl 88>By ver{s}e, the names of auncient peres be kept:
<bkl 4295><tl 89>By ver{s}e, liues Hercules: by ver{s}e, Achil:
<bkl 4296><tl 90>Hecto{r}, Ene, by ver{s}e, be famous {{s}t}ill.
<bkl 4297><tl 91>Such fo{r}mer yeres, {s}uch death hath cha|_u|ced thee:
<bkl 4298><tl 92>Clo{s}de, with good end, good life is woont to bee.
<bkl 4299><tl 93>But now, my {s}acred parent, fare you well:
<bkl 4300><tl 94>God {{s}h}all cau{s}e vs agayn togither dwell,
<bkl 4301><tl 95>What time this vniuer{s}all globe {{s}h}all hear
<bkl 4302><tl 96>Of the la{{s}t} troomp the rynging voyce: great fear
<bkl 4303><tl 97>To {s}oom, to {s}uch as you a heauenly chear.
<bkl 4304><tl 98>Til then, repo{s}de re{{s}t} you in gentle {{s}l}eep:
<bkl 4305><tl 99>While hee, whom to you are bequeathd, you keep.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle The noble Henry><pmdv1 poem163>
<bkl 4306><tl 0>Vpon the death of the lord Mautra{\-}
<bkl 4307><tl 0>uers, out of doctor Haddons
<bkl 4308><tl 0>latine. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4309><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He noble Henry, he, that was the lo{r}d Mautrauers named:
<bkl 4310><tl 2>Hey{r} to the hou{s}e of thArundels, {s}o long a time now famed:

<bkl 4311><tl 0><bkt sig> P                            <bkt catchw> Who

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<bkl 4312><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4313><tl 3>Who from Fitzalens doth recount di{s}cent of wo{r}thy race,
<bkl 4314><tl 4>Fitzalens, earls of hye e{{s}t}ate, men of a goodly grace:
<bkl 4315><tl 5>Whom his renowmed father had {s}een {fl}o{r}i{{s}h}, and excell,
<bkl 4316><tl 6>In arms, in arts, in witt, in {s}kill, in {s}peaking wonders well:
<bkl 4317><tl 7>Who{s}e yeres, to timely vertue had, and manly grauene{{s}{s}}e caught:
<bkl 4318><tl 8>With {s}oden ruine is downfalln, and into a{{s}h}es b{r}aught:
<bkl 4319><tl 9>While glo{r}y his co{r}agious hert en{fl}ames to trauail great:
<bkl 4320><tl 10>And, in his youthly b{r}e{{s}t} ther raigns an ouerferuent heat.
<bkl 4321><tl 11>The perele{{s}{s}}e p{r}ince{{s}{s}}e, Mary quene, her me{{s}{s}}age to p{r}e{s}ent,
<bkl 4322><tl 12>This B{r}itan lo{r}d, as one mo{{s}t}e meet, to Ce{s}ars b{r}oother {s}ent.
<bkl 4323><tl 13>On cour{s}ing {{s}t}eeds hee rids the waye: in {{s}h}ip hee {fl}eeteth fa{{s}t}:
<bkl 4324><tl 14>To royall Ce{s}ars court he comes, the payns, and perils pa{{s}t}:
<bkl 4325><tl 15>His charge enioynd perfourmeth hee, attaind exceeding p{r}ay{s}e:
<bkl 4326><tl 16>His name, and fame {s}o fully {s}p{r}ed, it dures fo{r} afterdayes.
<bkl 4327><tl 17>But lo, a feruent feeuer doth, amid his triumphs, fall:
<bkl 4328><tl 18>And, with hertgripyng greef, con{s}umes his tender lyms and all.
<bkl 4329><tl 19>O rufull youth, thy helth too%far fo{r}got, and too%much heed
<bkl 4330><tl 20>To countrie, and too parent yeuen: why make{{s}t} thou {s}uch {s}peed?
<bkl 4331><tl 21>O, {{s}t}aye your {s}elf: your country {s}o to {s}erue dothe right require,
<bkl 4332><tl 22>That often {s}erue you may: and then, at length, {s}ucceed your {s}ire.
<bkl 4333><tl 23>But thee perchaunce it likes, thy life the p{r}ice of p{r}ai{s}e to paye:
<bkl 4334><tl 24>No{r} deth doe{{s}t} d{r}eed, where hono{r} {{s}h}ines, as b{r}ight, as {s}onny day.
<bkl 4335><tl 25>Certe{{s}{s}}e no greater glo{r}y could, than this, to thee betide:
<bkl 4336><tl 26>Though Ioue, {s}ix hund{r}ed yeres, had made thy fatall th{r}ead abide
<bkl 4337><tl 27>Of iourneys, and of trauails huge the cau{s}e thy country was:
<bkl 4338><tl 28>Thy funerall to honour, fo{r}th great Ce{s}ars court gan pa{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 4339><tl 29>And thus, O thus (good lo{r}d) this ymp, of heu|_e| mo{{s}t} wo{r}thy wight
<bkl 4340><tl 30>His happy life with bli{s}full death concluded hath aright:
<bkl 4341><tl 31>When, in fourt yere quene Maries raign p{r}oceeded: |&| what day,
<bkl 4342><tl 32>Was la{{s}t} of Iulie moneth, the {s}ame his la{{s}t} took him awaye.
<bkl 4343><tl 33>From yeres twi{s}e ten if you in count wil but one yere abate:
<bkl 4344><tl 34>The very age then {{s}h}all you finde of lo{r}d Mautrauers fate.
<bkl 4345><tl 35>Likewi{s}e, was Titus Ce{s}ar hence withd{r}awn, in his p{r}ime yeres:
<bkl 4346><tl 36>Likewi{s}e, the yong p{r}ince Edward went: and diuers other peres.
<bkl 4347><tl 37>Father, fo{r}bear thy wofull tears, cea{s}e, England, too lament:
<bkl 4348><tl 38>Fates fauour none, the enmie death to all alike is bent.
<bkl 4349><tl 39>The onely mean, that now remains, with eloquence full fine,
<bkl 4350><tl 40>Hath Shelley v{s}ed, in {s}etting fo{r}th this barons name diuine.
<bkl 4351><tl 41>Your Haddon eke, who er{{s}t} in your life time, bo{r}e you good hart,
<bkl 4352><tl 42>P{r}e{s}enteth you this monument, of woonted zeal {s}ome part.
<bkl 4353><tl 43>And now farewell: of Engli{{s}h} youth mo{{s}t} cho{s}en gem, farewell:
<bkl 4354><tl 44>A wo{r}thyer wight, {s}aue Edward, did in England neuer dwell.

<bkl 4355><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Vpon

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<bkl 4356><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Mee thought, of late><pmdv1 poem164>
<bkl 4357><tl 0>Vpon the {s}ayd lord Mautra{\-}
<bkl 4358><tl 0>uers death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4359><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Ee thought, of late when lo{r}d Mautrauers dyed,
<bkl 4360><tl 2>Our common weal, thus, by her {s}elf {{s}h}ee cryed:
<bkl 4361><tl 3>Oft haue I wept fo{r} mine, {s}o layd a#{{s}l}eep,
<bkl 4362><tl 4>Yet neuer had I iu{{s}t}er cau{s}e to weep.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Now clattering arms><pmdv1 poem165>
<bkl 4363><tl 0>The death of Zoroas, an Egiptian
<bkl 4364><tl 0>A{{s}t}ronomer, in the fir{{s}t} fight,
<bkl 4365><tl 0>that Alexander had with
<bkl 4366><tl 0>the Per{s}ians. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4367><tl 1><f 2bki>N<f bl>Ow clattering arms, now ragyng b{r}oyls of warr
<bkl 4368><tl 2>Gan pa{{s}{s}}e the noyes of taratantars clang:
<bkl 4369><tl 3>Sh{r}owded with {{s}h}afts, the heuen: with clowd of darts,
<bkl 4370><tl 4>Couered, the ay{r}e: again{{s}t} fulfatted bulls,
<bkl 4371><tl 5>As fo{r}ceth kindled ire the Lions keen:
<bkl 4372><tl 6>Who{s}e greedy gutts the gnawing hoonger p{r}icks:
<bkl 4373><tl 7>So Macedoins again{{s}t} the Per{s}ians fare.
<bkl 4374><tl 8>Now co{r}p{s}es hide the purpurde {s}oyl with blood:
<bkl 4375><tl 9>Large {{s}l}aughter, on ech {s}ide: but Per{s}es mo{r}e
<bkl 4376><tl 10>Moy{{s}t} feelds bebledd: their herts, and noombers bate.
<bkl 4377><tl 11>Fainted while they giue back, and fall to {fl}ight:
<bkl 4378><tl 12>The lightning Macedon, by {s}woo{r}ds, by gleaus,
<bkl 4379><tl 13>By bands, and trowps, of fotemen with his garde,
<bkl 4380><tl 14>Speeds to Darie: but him, his neare{{s}t} kyn,
<bkl 4381><tl 15>Oxate p{r}e{s}erues, with ho{r}{s}emen on a plump
<bkl 4382><tl 16>Befo{r}e his cart: that none the charge could giue.
<bkl 4383><tl 17>Here grunts, here grones, echwhere {{s}t}rong youth is {s}pent:
<bkl 4384><tl 18>Shaking her bloody hands, Bellone, among
<bkl 4385><tl 19>The Per{s}es, {s}oweth all kindes of cruel death.
<bkl 4386><tl 20>With th{r}ote ycutt, hee roo{r}es: hee lyeth along,
<bkl 4387><tl 21>His entrails with a launce th{r}ough girded quite:
<bkl 4388><tl 22>Him down the club, him beats far{{s}t}ryking bowe,
<bkl 4389><tl 23>And him the {{s}l}yng, and him the {{s}h}in%and {s}woo{r}d:
<bkl 4390><tl 24>Hee dieth, hee is all dedd, hee pants, hee re{{s}t}s.
<bkl 4391><tl 25>Right ouer {{s}t}ood, in {s}nowwhite armour b{r}aue,

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<bkl 4393><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4394><tl 26>The Memphite Zo{r}oas, a cooning clerk:
<bkl 4395><tl 27>To whom the heauen lay open, as his book:
<bkl 4396><tl 28>And in cele{{s}t}iall bodyes hee could tell
<bkl 4397><tl 29>The moouyng, meetyng, light, a{s}pect, eclyps,
<bkl 4398><tl 30>And in{fl}uence, and con{{s}t}ellations all:
<bkl 4399><tl 31>What earthly chaunces wold betide: what yere
<bkl 4400><tl 32>Of plenty {{s}t}o{r}de, what {s}igne fo{r}warned derth:
<bkl 4401><tl 33>How winter gend{r}eth {s}now: what temperature
<bkl 4402><tl 34>In the p{r}imetide dothe {s}ea{s}on well the {s}oyl:
<bkl 4403><tl 35>Why {s}oomer burns: why autum hath ripe grapes:
<bkl 4404><tl 36>Whether the circle, quad{r}ate may becoom:
<bkl 4405><tl 37>Whether our tunes heauens harmony can yeeld:
<bkl 4406><tl 38>Of fow{r} begynns, among them {s}elues how great
<bkl 4407><tl 39>P{r}opo{r}tion is: what {s}waye the erring lightes
<bkl 4408><tl 40>Dothe {s}end in cour{s}e gayn that fir{{s}t} moouing heauen:
<bkl 4409><tl 41>What grees, one from an other di{{s}t}ant bee:
<bkl 4410><tl 42>What {{s}t}err dothe lett the hurtfull {s}ire to rage,
<bkl 4411><tl 43>O{r} him mo{r}e mylde what oppo{s}ition makes:
<bkl 4412><tl 44>What fire dothe qualifie Mauo{r}{s}es fire:
<bkl 4413><tl 45>What hou{s}e echone doth {s}eek: what planet raigns
<bkl 4414><tl 46>Within this hemi{s}phere, o{r} that: {s}mall things
<bkl 4415><tl 47>I {s}peak: holl heauen hee clo{s}eth in his b{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 4416><tl 48>This {s}age then, in the {{s}t}arrs had {s}pied: the fates
<bkl 4417><tl 49>Th{r}eatned him death, without delaye: and {s}ithe
<bkl 4418><tl 50>Hee {s}aw, hee could not fatall o{r}der change:
<bkl 4419><tl 51>Fo{r}ward hee p{r}ea{{s}t}, in battayl that hee might
<bkl 4420><tl 52>Meet with the ruler of the Macedoins:
<bkl 4421><tl 53>Of his right hand de{s}irous to be {{s}l}ayn,
<bkl 4422><tl 54>The bolde{{s}t} beurn, and wo{r}thie{{s}t} in the feeld:
<bkl 4423><tl 55>And, as a wight now weary of his life,
<bkl 4424><tl 56>And {s}eeking death: in fir{{s}t} front of his rage,
<bkl 4425><tl 57>Cooms de{s}peratly to Ali{s}anders face:
<bkl 4426><tl 58>At him, with darts, one after other, th{r}owes:
<bkl 4427><tl 59>With reckles woo{r}ds, and clamour him p{r}ouokes:
<bkl 4428><tl 60>And {s}ayth, Nectanabs ba{{s}t}ard, {{s}h}ameful {{s}t}ain
<bkl 4429><tl 61>Of mothers bed: why lo{s}e{{s}t} thou thy {{s}t}rokes,
<bkl 4430><tl 62>Cowards emong? Turn thee to mee, in ca{s}e
<bkl 4431><tl 63>Manhod ther bee {s}o much left in thy hert:
<bkl 4432><tl 64>Coom fight with mee: that on my helmet wear
<bkl 4433><tl 65>Apolloes laurel, bothe fo{r} learnings laude,
<bkl 4434><tl 66>And eke fo{r} Martiall p{r}ay{s}e: that, in my {{s}h}ield,
<bkl 4435><tl 67>The {s}euenfold {s}ophie of Minerue contein:

<bkl 4436><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> A match

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<bkl 4437><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4438><tl 68>A match, mo{r}e meet, {s}ir king, than any here.
<bkl 4439><tl 69>The noble p{r}ince amoued, takes ruthe vpon
<bkl 4440><tl 70>The wilfull wight: and, with {s}oft woo{r}ds, ayen,
<bkl 4441><tl 71>O mon{{s}t}rous man (quod he) what{s}o thou art,
<bkl 4442><tl 72>I p{r}aye thee, lyue: ne do not, with thy death,
<bkl 4443><tl 73>This lodge of lo{r}e, the Mu{s}es man{s}ion marr.
<bkl 4444><tl 74>That trea{s}ure hou{s}e this hand {{s}h}all neuer {s}poyl:
<bkl 4445><tl 75>My {s}woo{r}d {{s}h}all neuer b{r}uze that {s}kylfull b{r}ayn,
<bkl 4446><tl 76>Long%gatherd heapes of {s}cience {s}oon to {s}pyll.
<bkl 4447><tl 77>O, how faire frutes may you to mo{r}tall men
<bkl 4448><tl 78>From wi{s}doms garden, giue? How many may,
<bkl 4449><tl 79>By you, the wy{s}er, and the better p{r}oue?
<bkl 4450><tl 80>What erro{r}, what mad moode, what ph{r}enzey thee
<bkl 4451><tl 81>Per{s}uades to bee down{s}ent to deep Auern:
<bkl 4452><tl 82>Where no artes flo{r}i{{s}h}, no{r} no knowledge vails?
<bkl 4453><tl 83>Fo{r} all the{s}e {s}awes, when thus the {s}ouerain {s}ayde,
<bkl 4454><tl 84>Alighted Zo{r}oas: with {s}woo{r}d vn{{s}h}eathed,
<bkl 4455><tl 85>The carele{{s}{s}}e king there {s}mote, aboue the greaue,
<bkl 4456><tl 86>At thopening of his qui{{s}h}es: wounded him
<bkl 4457><tl 87>So, that the blood down reyled on the ground.
<bkl 4458><tl 88>The Macedon, perceyuing hurt, gan gna{{s}h}:
<bkl 4459><tl 89>But yet his minde he bent, in any wy{s}e,
<bkl 4460><tl 90>Hym to fo{r}bear: {s}et {s}purrs vnto his {{s}t}eed,
<bkl 4461><tl 91>And turnd away: le{{s}t}e anger of the {s}mart
<bkl 4462><tl 92>Should cau{s}e reuenger hand deal balefull blowes.
<bkl 4463><tl 93>But of the Macedonian chieftanes knights
<bkl 4464><tl 94>One, Meleager, could not bear this {s}ight:
<bkl 4465><tl 95>But ran vpon the {s}ayd Egyptian renk:
<bkl 4466><tl 96>And cut him in both kneez: hee fell to ground:
<bkl 4467><tl 97>Wherwith a hole route came of {s}ouldiours {{s}t}ern,
<bkl 4468><tl 98>And all in peeces hewed the {s}illy {s}eg.
<bkl 4469><tl 99>But happyly the {s}oll fled to the {{s}t}erres:
<bkl 4470><tl 100>Where, vnder him, he hath full {s}ight of all,
<bkl 4471><tl 101>Wherat hee gazed here, with reaching looke.
<bkl 4472><tl 102>The Per{s}ians wayld {s}uch {s}apience to fo{r}go:
<bkl 4473><tl 103>The very fone, the Macedonians wi{{s}h}t,
<bkl 4474><tl 104>Hee wold haue lyued: kyng Ali{s}ander {s}elf
<bkl 4475><tl 105>Deemd him a man, vnmeet to dye at all:
<bkl 4476><tl 106>Who woon lyke p{r}ay{s}e, fo{r} conque{{s}t} of his ire,
<bkl 4477><tl 107>As fo{r} {{s}t}out men in feeld that daye {s}ubdeewd:
<bkl 4478><tl 108>Who p{r}inces taught, how to di{s}cern a man,

<bkl 4479><tl 0><bkt sig> P.iii.                       <bkt catchw> That

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<bkl 4480><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4481><tl 109>That in his hed {s}o rare a iewell beares.
<bkl 4482><tl 110>But ouer all, tho{s}e {s}ame Camenes, tho{s}e {s}ame
<bkl 4483><tl 111>Diuine Camenes, who{s}e honour he p{r}ocurde,
<bkl 4484><tl 112>As tender parent dothe his daughters weal:
<bkl 4485><tl 113>Lamented: aud[[sic 'and']], fo{r} thanks, all that they can,
<bkl 4486><tl 114>Do cheri{{s}h} him decea{{s}t}, and {s}et hym free
<bkl 4487><tl 115>From derk obliuion of deuouryng death.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle Therfore, when restlesse rage><pmdv1 poem166>
<bkl 4488><tl 0>Marcus Tullius Ciceroes death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4489><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Herfo{r}e, when re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e rage of wynde, and waue
<bkl 4490><tl 2>Hee {s}aw: By fates, alas calld fo{r} (quod hee)
<bkl 4491><tl 3>Is haple{{s}{s}}e Cicero: {s}ayl on, {{s}h}ape cour{s}e
<bkl 4492><tl 4>To the next {{s}h}o{r}e, and b{r}yng me to my death.
<bkl 4493><tl 5>Perdie the{s}e thanks, re{s}kued from ciuil {s}woo{r}d,
<bkl 4494><tl 6>Wilt thou, my countrey, paye? I%{s}ee mine end:
<bkl 4495><tl 7>So pow{r}s diuine, {s}o bid the gods aboue,
<bkl 4496><tl 8>In citie {s}aued that Con{s}ul Marcus {{s}h}end.
<bkl 4497><tl 9>Speakyng no%mo{r}e, but d{r}awyng from deep hert
<bkl 4498><tl 10>Great grones, euen at the name of Room reher{{s}t}:
<bkl 4499><tl 11>His yies, and cheeks, with {{s}h}ow{r}s of teares, hee wa{{s}h}t.
<bkl 4500><tl 12>And (though a route in dayly daungers wo{r}n)
<bkl 4501><tl 13>With fo{r}ced face, the {{s}h}ipmen held they{r} teares:
<bkl 4502><tl 14>And, {{s}t}riuyng long the {s}eas rough floods to pa{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 4503><tl 15>In angry wyndes, and {{s}t}o{r}my {{s}t}ow{r}s made waye:
<bkl 4504><tl 16>And at the la{{s}t}, {s}afe ancho{r}d in the rode.
<bkl 4505><tl 17>Came heauy Cicero a land: with payn,
<bkl 4506><tl 18>His faynted lyms the aged {s}ire dothe d{r}aw:
<bkl 4507><tl 19>And, round about their ma{{s}t}er, {{s}t}ood his band:
<bkl 4508><tl 20>No{r} greatly with they{r} own hard hap di{s}mayd,
<bkl 4509><tl 21>No{r} plighted fayth, p{r}one in {{s}h}arp time to b{r}eak:
<bkl 4510><tl 22>Soom {s}woo{r}ds p{r}epare: {s}oom they{r} deare lo{r}d a{{s}{s}}i{{s}t}:
<bkl 4511><tl 23>In littour layd, they lead hym vnkouth wayes:
<bkl 4512><tl 24>If {s}o deceaue Antonius cruell gleaus
<bkl 4513><tl 25>They might, and th{r}eats of folowing routs e{s}cape.
<bkl 4514><tl 26>Thus lo, that Tullie, went, that Tullius,
<bkl 4515><tl 27>Of royall robe, and {s}acred Senate p{r}ince:
<bkl 4516><tl 28>When hee afar the men app{r}oche e{s}pyeth,
<bkl 4517><tl 29>And of his fone the en{s}ignes dothe aknow:
<bkl 4518><tl 30>And, with d{r}awn {s}woo{r}d, Popilius th{r}eatnyng death:
<bkl 4519><tl 31>Who{s}e life, and holl e{{s}t}ate, in hazard once,

<bkl 4520><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> He

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<bkl 4521><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4522><tl 32>Hee had p{r}e{s}erud: when Room as yet to free
<bkl 4523><tl 33>Herd hym, and at his thund{r}yng voyce amazde.
<bkl 4524><tl 34>Herennius eek, mo{r}e eyger than the re{{s}t},
<bkl 4525><tl 35>P{r}e{s}ent enflamde with furie, him pur{s}eews.
<bkl 4526><tl 36>What might hee doo? Should hee v{s}e in defen{s}e
<bkl 4527><tl 37>Di{s}armed hands? o{r} pardon a{s}k, fo{r} meed?
<bkl 4528><tl 38>Should hee with woo{r}ds attempt to turn the w{r}ath
<bkl 4529><tl 39>Of tharmed knyght, who{s}e {s}afegard hee had w{r}ought?
<bkl 4530><tl 40>No, age, fo{r}bids, and fixt within deep b{r}e{{s}t}
<bkl 4531><tl 41>His countreys loue, and falling Rooms image.
<bkl 4532><tl 42>The charret turn, {s}ayth hee, let loo{s}e the rayns:
<bkl 4533><tl 43>Roon to the vnde{s}erued death: mee, lo,
<bkl 4534><tl 44>Hath Phebus fowl, as me{{s}{s}}anger, fo{r}warnd:
<bkl 4535><tl 45>And Ioue de{s}ires a neew heauen{s}man to make.
<bkl 4536><tl 46>B{r}utus, and Ca{{s}{s}}ius {s}oulls, liue you in bli{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 4537><tl 47>In ca{s}e yet all the fates gayn{{s}t}riue vs not,
<bkl 4538><tl 48>Neyther {{s}h}all wee perchaunce dye vnreuenged.
<bkl 4539><tl 49>Now haue I liued, O Room, ynough fo{r} mee:
<bkl 4540><tl 50>My pa{{s}{s}}ed lyfe nought {s}u{ff}{r}eth mee to dout
<bkl 4541><tl 51>Noy{s}om obliuion of the lothe{s}om death.
<bkl 4542><tl 52>Slea mee: yet all thof{s}p{r}ing to coom {{s}h}all know:
<bkl 4543><tl 53>And this deceas {{s}h}all b{r}ing eternall lyfe.
<bkl 4544><tl 54>Yea and (onle{{s}{s}}e I fayl, and all in vain
<bkl 4545><tl 55>Room, I {s}oomtyme thy Augur cho{s}en was)
<bkl 4546><tl 56>Not euermo{r}e {{s}h}all frendly fo{r}tune thee
<bkl 4547><tl 57>Fauour, Antonius: once the day {{s}h}all coom:
<bkl 4548><tl 58>When her deare wights, by cruell {s}pight, thus {s}layn,
<bkl 4549><tl 59>Victo{r}ious Room {{s}h}all at thy hands require.
<bkl 4550><tl 60>Mee likes, therwhyle, go {s}ee the hoped heauen.
<bkl 4551><tl 61>Speech had he left: and therwith hee, good man,
<bkl 4552><tl 62>His th{r}ote p{r}eparde, and held his hed vnmoued.
<bkl 4553><tl 63>His ha{{s}t}yng too tho{s}e fates the very knights
<bkl 4554><tl 64>Be lothe to {s}ee: and, rage rebated, when
<bkl 4555><tl 65>They his bare neck beheld, and his ho{r}e hey{r}es:
<bkl 4556><tl 66>Scant could they hold the teares, that fo{r}th gan bur{{s}t}:
<bkl 4557><tl 67>And almo{{s}t} fell from bloody hands the {s}woo{r}ds.
<bkl 4558><tl 68>Onely the {{s}t}ern Herennius, with grym look,
<bkl 4559><tl 69>Da{{s}t}ards, why {{s}t}and you {{s}t}yll? he {s}ayth: and {{s}t}reight,
<bkl 4560><tl 70>Swaps of the hed, with his p{r}e{s}umptuous y{r}on.
<bkl 4561><tl 71>Ne with that {s}laughter yet is hee not fild:
<bkl 4562><tl 72>Fowl {{s}h}ame on {{s}h}ame to heap is his delyte.
<bkl 4563><tl 73>Wherfo{r}e the hands al{s}o doth hee of {s}myte,

<bkl 4564><tl 0><bkt sig> P.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> Which

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<bkl 4565><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4566><tl 74>Which dur{{s}t} Antonius life {s}o liuely paynt.
<bkl 4567><tl 75>Him, yeldyng {{s}t}rayned go{{s}t}e, from welkin hye,
<bkl 4568><tl 76>With lothly chere, lo{r}d Phebus gan behold:
<bkl 4569><tl 77>And in black clowd, they {s}aye, long hid his hed.
<bkl 4570><tl 78>The latine Mu{s}es, and the G{r}ayes, they wept:
<bkl 4571><tl 79>And, fo{r} his fall, eternally {{s}h}all weep.
<bkl 4572><tl 80>And lo, hertper{s}yng Pitho ({{s}t}raunge to tell)
<bkl 4573><tl 81>Who had to him {s}u{ff}i{s}de bothe {s}en{s}e, and woo{r}ds,
<bkl 4574><tl 82>When {s}o he {s}pake: and d{r}e{{s}t}, with nectar {s}oote,
<bkl 4575><tl 83>That flowyng toung: when his wyndpype di{s}clo{s}de,
<bkl 4576><tl 84>Fled with her fleeyng frend: and (out alas)
<bkl 4577><tl 85>Hath left the erth, ne wil no%mo{r}e return.
<bkl 4578><tl 86>Popilius flyeth, therwhyle: and, leauyng there
<bkl 4579><tl 87>The {s}en{{s}l}e{{s}{s}}e {{s}t}ock, a gryzely {s}ight doth bear
<bkl 4580><tl 88>Vnto Antonius boo{r}d, with mi{s}chief fed.

<au Grimald><tt title><f r>
<stitle For Tullie><pmdv1 poem167>
<bkl 4581><tl 0>Of M. T. Cicero. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4582><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>O{r} Tullie, late, a toomb I gan p{r}epare:
<bkl 4583><tl 2>When Cynthie, thus, bad mee my labour {s}pare:
<bkl 4584><tl 3>Such maner things becoom the ded, quoth hee:
<bkl 4585><tl 4>But Tullie liues, and {{s}t}yll alyue {{s}h}all bee.

<bkl 4586><tl 0><bkt author><f 2il> N. G.
(* Library stamp 2: 'Bibliotheca Bodleiana' *)

<bkl 4587><page.break><page 121><fol Q1r><f i><bkt title> Vncertain auctors. <bkt text>

(* Library stamp 3: 'Bibliotheca Bodleiana' *)
<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle If euer wofull man><pmdv1 poem168>
<bkl 4588><tl 0>The complaint of a louer
<bkl 4589><tl 0>with {s}ute to his loue
<bkl 4590><tl 0>for pitye- <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4591><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F euer wofull man might moue your hartes to ruthe,
<bkl 4592><tl 2>Good ladies here his woful plaint, who{s}e deth {{s}h}al try his truth
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4593><tl 3>And rightfull iudges be on this his true repo{r}t:
<bkl 4594><tl 4>If he de{s}erue a louers name among the faithfull {s}o{r}t.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4595><tl 5>Fiue hund{r}ed times the {s}onne hath lodged him in the We{{s}t}:
<bkl 4596><tl 6>Since in my hart I harb{r}ed fir{{s}t} of all the goodlye{{s}t} ge{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 4597><tl 7>Who{s}e wo{r}thine{{s}{s}}e to {{s}h}ew my wittes are all to faint.
<bkl 4598><tl 8>And I lack cunnyng of the {s}coles, in colours her to paynt.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 4599><tl 9>But this I b{r}iefly {s}ay in wo{r}des of egall weight.
<bkl 4600><tl 10>So void of vice was neuer none, no{r} with {s}uch vertues freyght.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 4601><tl 11>And fo{r} her beauties p{r}ay{s}e, no wight, that with her warres.
<bkl 4602><tl 12>Fo{r}, where {{s}h}e comes, {{s}h}e {{s}h}ewes her {s}elf as {s}onne am|_o|g |{th}+e+| {{s}t}arres.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 4603><tl 13>But Lo{r}d, thou wa{{s}t} to blame, to frame {s}uch parfitene{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 4604><tl 14>And puttes no pitie in her hart, my {s}o{r}owes to red{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 4605><tl 15>Fo{r} yf ye knew the paynes, and panges, that I haue pa{{s}t}:
<bkl 4606><tl 16>A wonder would it be to you, how that my life hath la{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 4607><tl 17>When all the Goddes agreed, that Cupide with his bow
<bkl 4608><tl 18>Should {{s}h}ote his arrowes fr|_o| her eies, on me his might to {{s}h}ow
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 4609><tl 19>I knew it was in vain my fo{r}ce to tru{{s}t} vpon:
<bkl 4610><tl 20>And well I wi{{s}t}, it was no {{s}h}ame, to yelde to {s}uch a one.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 4611><tl 21>Then did I me {s}ubmit with humble hart, and minde,
<bkl 4612><tl 22>To be her man fo{r} euermo{r}e: as by the Goddes a{{s}{s}}inde.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 4613><tl 23>And {s}ince that day, no wo, wherwith loue might to{r}ment,
<bkl 4614><tl 24>Could moue me fr|_o| this faithfull band: o{r} make me once repent.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 4615><tl 25>Yet haue I felt full oft the hotte{{s}t} of his fire:
<bkl 4616><tl 26>The bitter teares, the {s}calding {s}ighes, the burning hote de{s}y{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 4617><tl 27>And with a {s}odain {s}ight the trembling of the hart:
<bkl 4618><tl 28>And how the blood doth come, and go, to {s}uccour euery part.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 4619><tl 29>When that a plea{s}ant loke hath lift me in the ayer:
<bkl 4620><tl 30>A frowne hath made me fall as fa{{s}t} into a depe de{s}payer.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 4621><tl 31>And when that I, er this, my tale could well by hart:
<bkl 4622><tl 32>And that my tong had learned it, {s}o that no wo{r}de might {{s}t}art:
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 4623><tl 33>The {s}ight of her hath {s}et my wittes in {s}uch a {{s}t}ay:
<bkl 4624><tl 34>That to be lo{r}d of all the wo{r}ld, one wo{r}d I could not {s}ay.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 4625><tl 35>And many a {s}odayn cramp my hart hath pinched {s}o:

<bkl 4626><tl 0><bkt sig> Q.i.                         <bkt catchw> That

<page.break><page 122><fol Q1v><f i>
<bkl 4627><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4628><tl 36>That fo{r} the time, my {s}en{s}es all felt neither weale, no{r} wo.  (* line split vertically *)
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 4629><tl 37>Yet {s}aw I neuer thing, that might my minde content:
<bkl 4630><tl 38>But wi{{s}h}t it hers, and at her will, if {{s}h}e could {s}o con{s}ent.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 4631><tl 39>No{r} neuer heard of wo: that did her will di{s}plea{s}e:
<bkl 4632><tl 40>But wi{{s}h}t the {s}ame vnto my {s}elf, {s}o it might do her ea{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 4633><tl 41>Nor neuer thought that fay{r}e, no{r} neuer liked face:
<bkl 4634><tl 42>Vnle{{s}{s}}e it did re{s}emble her, o{r} {s}ome part of her grace.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 4635><tl 43>No di{{s}t}ance yet of place could vs {s}o farre deuide:
<bkl 4636><tl 44>But that my hert, and my good will did {{s}t}ill with her abide.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 4637><tl 45>No{r} yet it neuer lay in any fo{r}tunes pow{r}e,
<bkl 4638><tl 46>To put that {s}wete out of my thought, one minute of an how{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 4639><tl 47>No rage of d{r}enching {s}ea, no{r} woodene{{s}{s}}e of the winde,
<bkl 4640><tl 48>No{r} cann|_o|s |w+t+| their thund{r}yng cracks could put her fr|_o| my minde
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 4641><tl 49>Fo{r} when bothe {s}ea and land a{s}under had vs {s}et:
<bkl 4642><tl 50>My hole delite was onely then, my {s}elf alone to get.
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 4643><tl 51>And thitherward to loke, as nere as I could ge{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 4644><tl 52>Where as I thought, that {{s}h}ee was then, |{th}+t+| might my wo red{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar27>
<bkl 4645><tl 53>Full oft it did me good, that waies to take my winde:
<bkl 4646><tl 54>So plea{s}ant ay{r}e in no place els, me thought I could not finde.
<pmdv2 vpar28>
<bkl 4647><tl 55>I {s}aying to my {s}elf, my life is yonder waye:
<bkl 4648><tl 56>And by the winde I haue here {s}ent, a thou{s}and {s}ighes a daye.
<pmdv2 vpar29>
<bkl 4649><tl 57>And {s}ayd vnto the {s}unne, great gifts are geuen thee:
<bkl 4650><tl 58>Fo{r} thou may{{s}t} {s}ee mine earthly bli{{s}{s}}e, where euer that {{s}h}e bee.
<pmdv2 vpar30>
<bkl 4651><tl 59>Thou {s}ee{{s}t} in euery place, wold God I had thy might:
<bkl 4652><tl 60>And I the ruler of my {s}elf, then {{s}h}ould {{s}h}e know no night.
<pmdv2 vpar31>
<bkl 4653><tl 61>And thus from wi{{s}h} to wi{{s}h}e my wits haue been at {{s}t}rife:
<bkl 4654><tl 62>And wantyng all that I haue wi{{s}h}t, thus haue I led my life.
<pmdv2 vpar32>
<bkl 4655><tl 63>But long it can not la{{s}t}, that in {s}uch wo remaines.
<bkl 4656><tl 64>No fo{r}ce fo{r} that: fo{r} death is {s}wete to him, that feles {s}uch paines.
<pmdv2 vpar33>
<bkl 4657><tl 65>Yet mo{{s}t} of all me greues: when I am in my graue,
<bkl 4658><tl 66>That {{s}h}e {{s}h}all purcha{s}e by my death a cruell name to haue.
<pmdv2 vpar34>
<bkl 4659><tl 67>Wherfo{r}e all you that heare this plaint, o{r} {{s}h}all it {s}ee:
<bkl 4660><tl 68>Wi{{s}h}, that it may {s}o perce her hert, that {{s}h}e may pitie mee.
<pmdv2 vpar35>
<bkl 4661><tl 69>Fo{r} and it were her will: fo{r} bothe it were the be{{s}t},
<bkl 4662><tl 70>To {s}aue my life, to kepe her name, and {s}et my hert at re{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Who iustly may reioyce><pmdv1 poem169>
<bkl 4663><tl 0>Of the death of ma{{s}t}er Deuerox
<bkl 4664><tl 0>the lord Ferres
<bkl 4665><tl 0>{s}onne. <f bl>

<bkl 4666><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Who

<page.break><page 123><fol Q2r><f i>
<bkl 4667><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4668><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Ho iu{{s}t}ly may reioyce in ought vnder the {s}kye?
<bkl 4669><tl 2>As life, o{r} lands: as frends, o{r} frutes: which only liue to dye.
<bkl 4670><tl 3>O{r} who dothe not well know all wo{r}ldly wo{r}ks are vaine?
<bkl 4671><tl 4>And geueth nought but to the lendes, to take the {s}ame againe.
<bkl 4672><tl 5>Fo{r} though it lift {s}ome vp: as wee long vpward all:
<bkl 4673><tl 6>Such is the {s}o{r}t of {{s}l}ipper welth: all things do ri{s}e to fall.
<bkl 4674><tl 7>Thuncertentie is {s}uch: experience teacheth {s}o:
<bkl 4675><tl 8>That what things men do couet mo{{s}t}, them {s}one{{s}t} they fo{r}go.
<bkl 4676><tl 9>Lo Deuo{r}ox where he lieth: who{s}e life men heeld {s}o deare
<bkl 4677><tl 10>That now his death is {s}o{r}owed {s}o, that pitie it is to heare.
<bkl 4678><tl 11>His birth of auncient blood: his parents of great fame:
<bkl 4679><tl 12>And yet in vertue farre befo{r}e the fo{r}mo{{s}t} of the {s}ame.
<bkl 4680><tl 13>His king, and countrye bothe he {s}erued to {s}o great gaine:
<bkl 4681><tl 14>That with the B{r}utes reco{r}d doth re{{s}t}, and euer {{s}h}all remaine.
<bkl 4682><tl 15>No man in warre {s}o mete, an enterp{r}i{s}e to take:
<bkl 4683><tl 16>No man in peace that plea{s}urd mo{r}e of enmies frends to make.
<bkl 4684><tl 17>A Cato fo{r} his coun{s}ell: his head was {s}urely {s}uch.
<bkl 4685><tl 18>Ne The{s}eus fren{{s}h}ip was {s}o great, but Deuo{r}ox was as much.
<bkl 4686><tl 19>A gra{ff}e of {s}o {s}mall grothe {s}o much good frute to b{r}ing:
<bkl 4687><tl 20>Is {s}eldome heard, o{r} neuer {s}ene: it is {s}o rare a thing.
<bkl 4688><tl 21>A man {s}ent vs from God, his life did well declare:
<bkl 4689><tl 22>And now {s}ent fo{r} by god again, to teach vs what we are.
<bkl 4690><tl 23>Death, and the graue, that {{s}h}all accompany all that liue,
<bkl 4691><tl 24>Hath b{r}ought h|_i| heu|_e|, though {s}|_o|ewhat {s}one, which life could neuer geue (* 1 word from following line *)
<bkl 4692><tl 25>God graunt well all, that {{s}h}all p{r}ofe{{s}{s}}e as he p{r}ofe{{s}t}:
<bkl 4693><tl 26>To liue {s}o well, to dye no wo{r}{s}e: and {s}end his {s}oule good re{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle If right be rackt><pmdv1 poem170>
<bkl 4694><tl 0>They of the meane e{{s}t}ate
<bkl 4695><tl 0>are happie{{s}t}. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4696><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F right be rackt, and ouerronne:
<bkl 4697><tl 2>And power take part with open w{r}ong:
<bkl 4698><tl 3>If fear by fo{r}ce do yelde to {s}oone,
<bkl 4699><tl 4>The lack is like to la{{s}t} to long.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4700><tl 5>If God fo{r} goodes {{s}h}al%be vnplaced:
<bkl 4701><tl 6>If right fo{r} riches lo{s}e his {{s}h}ape:
<bkl 4702><tl 7>If wo{r}ld fo{r} wi{s}dome be emb{r}aced:
<bkl 4703><tl 8>The ge{{s}{s}}e is great, much hurt may happe.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4704><tl 9>Among good things, I p{r}oue and finde,
<bkl 4705><tl 10>The quiet life dothe mo{{s}t} abound:

<bkl 4706><tl 0><bkt sig> Q.ii.                        <bkt catchw> And

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<bkl 4707><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4708><tl 11>And {s}ure to the contented minde
<bkl 4709><tl 12>There is no riches may be found.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 4710><tl 13>Fo{r} riches hates to be content:
<bkl 4711><tl 14>Rule is enmy to quietne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 4712><tl 15>Power is mo{{s}t} part impacient:
<bkl 4713><tl 16>And {s}eldom likes to liue in pea{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 4714><tl 17>I hard a herdman once compare:
<bkl 4715><tl 18>That quiet nightes he had mo {s}lept:
<bkl 4716><tl 19>And had mo mery daies to {s}pare:
<bkl 4717><tl 20>Then he, which ought the bea{{s}t}es, he kept.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 4718><tl 21>I would not haue it thought hereby
<bkl 4719><tl 22>The dolphin {s}wimme I meane to teach:
<bkl 4720><tl 23>No{r} yet to learne the Fawcon flie:
<bkl 4721><tl 24>I rowe not {s}o farre pa{{s}t} my reache.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 4722><tl 25>But as my part aboue the re{{s}t},
<bkl 4723><tl 26>Is well to wi{{s}h} and well to will:
<bkl 4724><tl 27>So till my b{r}eath {{s}h}all fail my b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 4725><tl 28>I will not cea{{s}{s}}e to wi{{s}h} you {{s}t}yll.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The lyfe is long><pmdv1 poem171>
<bkl 4726><tl 0>Compari{s}on of lyfe
<bkl 4727><tl 0>and death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4728><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He lyfe is long, that loth{s}umly doth la{{s}t}:
<bkl 4729><tl 2>The dolefull dayes d{r}aw {s}lowly to they{r} date:
<bkl 4730><tl 3>The p{r}e{s}ent panges, and paynfull plages fo{r}epa{{s}t}
<bkl 4731><tl 4>Yelde griefe aye grene to {{s}t}abli{{s}h} this e{{s}t}ate.
<bkl 4732><tl 5>So that I fele, in this great {{s}t}o{r}me, and {{s}t}rife,
<bkl 4733><tl 6>The death is {s}wete that endeth {s}uch a life.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4734><tl 7>Yet by the {{s}t}roke of this {{s}t}range ouerth{r}ow,
<bkl 4735><tl 8>At which conflict in th{r}aldom I was th{r}u{{s}t}:
<bkl 4736><tl 9>The Lo{r}d be p{r}ay{s}ed: I am well taught to know,
<bkl 4737><tl 10>From whence man came, and eke whereto he mu{{s}t}:
<bkl 4738><tl 11>And by the way vpon how feble fo{r}ce
<bkl 4739><tl 12>His term doth {{s}t}and, till death doth end his cour{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4740><tl 13>The plea{s}ant yeres that {s}eme, {s}o {s}wifte that runne:
<bkl 4741><tl 14>The mery dayes to end, {s}o fa{{s}t} that flete:
<bkl 4742><tl 15>The ioyfull nightes, of which day daweth {s}o {s}oone:
<bkl 4743><tl 16>The happy howers, which mo do mi{{s}{s}}e, then mete,
<bkl 4744><tl 17>Doe all con{s}ume: as {s}now again{{s}t} the {s}unne:
<bkl 4745><tl 18>And death makes end of all, that life begunne. (* 'm' in 'makes' inverted *)

<bkl 4746><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Since

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<bkl 4747><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 4748><tl 19>Since death {{s}h}all dure, tyll all the wo{r}ld be wa{{s}t}.
<bkl 4749><tl 20>What meaneth man to d{r}ede death then {s}o {s}o{r}e?
<bkl 4750><tl 21>As man might make, that life {{s}h}ould alway la{{s}t}.
<bkl 4751><tl 22>Without regard, the lo{r}d hath led befo{r}e
<bkl 4752><tl 23>The daunce of death, which all mu{{s}t} runne on row:
<bkl 4753><tl 24>Though how, o{r} when, the lo{r}d alone doth know.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 4754><tl 25>If man would minde, what burdens life doth b{r}ing:
<bkl 4755><tl 26>What greuous crimes to god he doth commit:
<bkl 4756><tl 27>What plages, what panges, what perilles therby {s}p{r}ing:
<bkl 4757><tl 28>With no {s}ure hower in all his dayes to {s}it:
<bkl 4758><tl 29>He would {s}ure think, as with great cau{s}e I do:
<bkl 4759><tl 30>The day of death were better of the two.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 4760><tl 31>Death is a po{r}t, wherby we pa{{s}{s}}e to ioy,
<bkl 4761><tl 32>Life is a lake, that d{r}owneth all in pain.
<bkl 4762><tl 33>Death is {s}o dere, it cea{s}eth all annoy.
<bkl 4763><tl 34>Life is {s}o leude, that all it yeldes is vayn.
<bkl 4764><tl 35>And as by life to bondage man is b{r}aught:
<bkl 4765><tl 36>Euen {s}o likewi{s}e by death was fredome w{r}aught.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 4766><tl 37>Wherfo{r}e with Paul let all men wi{{s}h}, and p{r}ay
<bkl 4767><tl 38>To be di{{s}{s}}olude of this foule fle{{s}h}y ma{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 4768><tl 39>O{r} at the lea{{s}t} be armed again{{s}t} the day:
<bkl 4769><tl 40>That they be found good {s}ouldiers, p{r}e{{s}t} to pa{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 4770><tl 41>From life to death: from death to life agayn
<bkl 4771><tl 42>To {s}uch a life, as euer {{s}h}all remain.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle In Grece somtime><pmdv1 poem172>
<bkl 4772><tl 0>The tale of Pigmalion with
<bkl 4773><tl 0>conclu{s}ion vpon the beau{\-}
<bkl 4774><tl 0>tye of his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4775><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N G{r}ece {s}omtime there dwelt a man of wo{r}thy fame:
<bkl 4776><tl 2>To graue in {{s}t}one his connyng was: Pygmali|_o| was his name.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4777><tl 3>To make his fame endure, when death had him bereft:
<bkl 4778><tl 4>He thought it good, of his owne hand {s}ome filed wo{r}k were left.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4779><tl 5>In {s}ecrete {{s}t}udie then {s}uch wo{r}k he gan deui{s}e,
<bkl 4780><tl 6>As might his conning be{{s}t} commend, and plea{s}e the lokers eyes.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 4781><tl 7>A cour{s}er faire he thought to graue, barbd fo{r} the field:
<bkl 4782><tl 8>And on his back a {s}emely knight, well armd with {s}peare |&| {{s}h}ield:
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 4783><tl 9>O{r}%els {s}ome foule, o{r} fi{{s}h} to graue he did deui{s}e:
<bkl 4784><tl 10>And {{s}t}ill, within his wandering thoughtes, new fan{s}ies did ary{s}e.

<bkl 4785><tl 0><bkt sig> Q.iii.                       <bkt catchw> Thus

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<bkl 4786><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 4787><tl 11>Thus varyed he in mynde, what enterp{r}i{s}e to take:
<bkl 4788><tl 12>Till fan{s}y moued his learned hand a woman fay{r}e to make.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 4789><tl 13>Whereon he {{s}t}ayde, and thought {s}uch parfite fourm to frame:
<bkl 4790><tl 14>Whereby he might amaze all G{r}eece, and winne immo{r}tall name.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 4791><tl 15>Of Yuo{r}ie white he made {s}o faire a woman than:
<bkl 4792><tl 16>That nature {s}co{r}nd her perfitne{{s}{s}}e {s}o taught by craft of man.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 4793><tl 17>Wel{{s}h}aped were her lyms, full cumly was her face:
<bkl 4794><tl 18>Eche litle vayn mo{{s}t} liuely coucht, eche part had {s}emely grace.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 4795><tl 19>Twixt nature, |&| Pygmalion, there might appeare great {{s}t}ryfe.
<bkl 4796><tl 20>So {s}emely was this ymage w{r}ought, it lackt nothyng but life.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 4797><tl 21>His curious eye beheld his own deui{s}ed wo{r}k:
<bkl 4798><tl 22>And, ga{s}yng oft thereon, he found much venome there to lurke.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 4799><tl 23>Fo{r} all the featurde {{s}h}ape {s}o dyd his fan{s}ie moue:
<bkl 4800><tl 24>That, with his idoll, whom he made, Pygmalion fell in loue.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 4801><tl 25>To whom he honour gaue, and deckt with garlandes {s}wete,
<bkl 4802><tl 26>And did adourn with iewels riche, as is fo{r} louers mete.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 4803><tl 27>Somtimes on it he fawnd: {s}ome time in rage would crye:
<bkl 4804><tl 28>It was a wonder to beholde, how fan{s}y bleard his eye.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 4805><tl 29>Since that this ymage dum enflamde {s}o wy{s}e a man:
<bkl 4806><tl 30>My dere, alas {s}ince I you loue, what wonder is it than?
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 4807><tl 31>In whom hath nature {s}et the glo{r}y of her name:
<bkl 4808><tl 32>And b{r}ake her mould, in great di{s}pay{r}e, your like {{s}h}e could not frame. (* 1 word from previous line *)

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lyke as the lark><pmdv1 poem173>
<bkl 4809><tl 0>The louer {s}heweth his wofull
<bkl 4810><tl 0>{{s}t}ate, and prayeth pitye. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4811><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Yke as the lark within the marlians foote
<bkl 4812><tl 2>With piteous tunes doth chirp her yelden lay:
<bkl 4813><tl 3>So {s}yng I now, {s}eyng none other boote,
<bkl 4814><tl 4>My renderyng {s}ong, and to your wyll obey.
<bkl 4815><tl 5>Your vertue mountes aboue my fo{r}ce {s}o hye.
<bkl 4816><tl 6>And with your beautie {s}ea{s}ed I am {s}o {s}ure:
<bkl 4817><tl 7>That there auails re{s}i{{s}t}ance none in me,
<bkl 4818><tl 8>But paciently your plea{s}ure to endure
<bkl 4819><tl 9>Fo{r} on your wyll my fan{s}y {{s}h}all attend:
<bkl 4820><tl 10>My lyfe, my death, I put both in your choyce:
<bkl 4821><tl 11>And rather had this lyfe by you to end,
<bkl 4822><tl 12>Than lyue, by other alwayes to reioyce.
<bkl 4823><tl 13>And if your crueltie doe thir{{s}t} my blood:
<bkl 4824><tl 14>Then let it fo{r}th, if it may doe you good.

<bkl 4825><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Vpon

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<bkl 4826><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r><pmdv1 poem174>
<stitle The lenger lyfe>
<bkl 4827><tl 0>Vpon con{s}ideracion of the {{s}t}at[[sic '{{s}t}ate of']]
<bkl 4828><tl 0>this lyfe he wi{s}heth death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4829><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He lenger lyfe, the mo{r}e o{ff}ence:
<bkl 4830><tl 2>The mo{r}e o{ff}ence, the greater payn:
<bkl 4831><tl 3>The greater payn, the le{{s}{s}}e defence:
<bkl 4832><tl 4>The le{{s}{s}}e defence, the le{{s}{s}}er gayn.
<bkl 4833><tl 5>The lo{{s}{s}}e of gayn long yll doth trye:
<bkl 4834><tl 6>Wherefo{r}e come death, and let me dye.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4835><tl 7>The {{s}h}o{r}ter life, le{{s}{s}}e count I fynde:
<bkl 4836><tl 8>The le{{s}{s}}e account, th#e {s}ooner made:
<bkl 4837><tl 9>The count {s}oon made, the meryer minde:
<bkl 4838><tl 10>The mery minde doth thought euade.
<bkl 4839><tl 11>Sho{r}t lyfe in truth this thing doth trye:
<bkl 4840><tl 12>Wherefo{r}e come death, and let me dye:
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4841><tl 13>Come gentle death, the ebbe of care,
<bkl 4842><tl 14>The ebbe of care, the flood of lyfe,
<bkl 4843><tl 15>The flood of lyfe, the ioyfull fare,
<bkl 4844><tl 16>The ioyfull fare, the end of {{s}t}rife.
<bkl 4845><tl 17>The end of {{s}t}rife, that thing wi{{s}h}e I:
<bkl 4846><tl 18>Wherefo{r}e come death, and let me dye.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To this my song><pmdv1 poem175>
<bkl 4847><tl 0>The louer that once di{s}dained loue
<bkl 4848><tl 0>is now become {s}ubiect beyng
<bkl 4849><tl 0>caught in his {s}nare. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4850><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O this my {s}ong geue eare, who li{{s}t}:
<bkl 4851><tl 2>And mine intent iudge, as you wyll:
<bkl 4852><tl 3>The tyme is cume, that I haue mi{{s}t},
<bkl 4853><tl 4>The thyng, wheron I hoped {{s}t}yll,
<bkl 4854><tl 5>And from the top of all my tru{{s}t},
<bkl 4855><tl 6>My{{s}h}ap hath th{r}owen me in the du{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4856><tl 7>The time hath been, and that of late:
<bkl 4857><tl 8>My hart and I might leape at large.
<bkl 4858><tl 9>And was not {{s}h}ut within the gate
<bkl 4859><tl 10>Of loues de{s}y{r}e: no{r} toke no charge
<bkl 4860><tl 11>Of any thyng, that dyd pertain

<bkl 4861><tl 0><bkt sig> Q.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> As

<page.break><page 128><fol Q4v><f i>
<bkl 4862><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4863><tl 12>As touching loue in any payn.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4864><tl 13>My thought was free, my hart was light:
<bkl 4865><tl 14>I marked not, who lo{{s}t}, who {s}aught.
<bkl 4866><tl 15>I playde by day, I {s}lept by night.
<bkl 4867><tl 16>I fo{r}ced not, who wept, who laught.
<bkl 4868><tl 17>My thought from all {s}uch thinges was free:
<bkl 4869><tl 18>And I my {s}elf at libertee.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 4870><tl 19>I toke no hede to tanntes[[sic 'tauntes']], no{r} toyes:
<bkl 4871><tl 20>As leefe to {s}ee them frowne as {s}mile:
<bkl 4872><tl 21>Where fo{r}tune laught I {s}co{r}ned their ioyes:
<bkl 4873><tl 22>I found their fraudes and euery wile.
<bkl 4874><tl 23>And to my {s}elf oft times I {s}miled:
<bkl 4875><tl 24>To {s}ee, how loue had them begiled.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 4876><tl 25>Thus in the net of my conceit
<bkl 4877><tl 26>I ma{s}ked {{s}t}yll among the {s}o{r}t
<bkl 4878><tl 27>Of {s}uch as fed vpon the bayt,
<bkl 4879><tl 28>That Cupide laide fo{r} his di{s}po{r}t.
<bkl 4880><tl 29>Aud[[sic 'And']] euer as I {s}aw them caught:
<bkl 4881><tl 30>I them beheld, and therat laught.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 4882><tl 31>Till at the length when Cupide {s}pied
<bkl 4883><tl 32>My {s}co{r}nefull will and {s}pitefull v{s}e
<bkl 4884><tl 33>And how I pa{{s}t} not who was tied.
<bkl 4885><tl 34>So that my {s}elf might {{s}t}ill liue lo{s}e:
<bkl 4886><tl 35>He {s}et him{s}elf to lye in wait:
<bkl 4887><tl 36>And in my way he th{r}ew a bait.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 4888><tl 37>Such one, as nature neuer made,
<bkl 4889><tl 38>I dare well {s}ay {s}aue {{s}h}e alone.
<bkl 4890><tl 39>Such one {{s}h}e was as would inuade
<bkl 4891><tl 40>A hart, mo{r}e hard then marble {{s}t}one.
<bkl 4892><tl 41>Such one {{s}h}e is, I know, it right,
<bkl 4893><tl 42>Her nature made to {{s}h}ew her might.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 4894><tl 43>Then as a man euen in a maze,
<bkl 4895><tl 44>When v{s}e of rea{s}on is away:
<bkl 4896><tl 45>So I began to {{s}t}are, and gaze.
<bkl 4897><tl 46>And {s}odeinly, without delay,
<bkl 4898><tl 47>O{r} euer I had the wit to loke:
<bkl 4899><tl 48>I {s}walowed vp both bayt, and hoke.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 4900><tl 49>Which daily greues me mo{r}e and mo{r}e
<bkl 4901><tl 50>By {s}ond{r}y {s}o{r}tes of carefull wo:
<bkl 4902><tl 51>And none aliue may {s}alue the {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 4903><tl 52>But onely {{s}h}e, that hurt me {s}o.
<bkl 4904><tl 53>In whom my life doth now con{s}i{{s}t},

<bkl 4905><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> To

<page.break><page 129><fol R1r><f i>
<bkl 4906><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4907><tl 54>To {s}aue o{r} {s}lay me as {{s}h}e li{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 4908><tl 55>But {s}eing now that I am caught,
<bkl 4909><tl 56>And bounde {s}o fa{{s}t}, I cannot flee:
<bkl 4910><tl 57>Be ye by mine en{s}ample taught,
<bkl 4911><tl 58>That in your fan{s}ies fele you free.
<bkl 4912><tl 59>De{s}pi{s}e not them, that louers are:
<bkl 4913><tl 60>Le{{s}t} you be caught within his {s}nare.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The plage is great><pmdv1 poem176>
<bkl 4914><tl 0>Of Fortune, and Fame. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4915><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He plage is great, where fo{r}tune frownes:
<bkl 4916><tl 2>One mi{s}chief b{r}inges a thou{s}and woes
<bkl 4917><tl 3>Where trumpets geue their warlike {s}ownes:
<bkl 4918><tl 4>The weake {s}u{{s}t}ain {{s}h}arp ouerth{r}owes.
<bkl 4919><tl 5>No better life they ta{{s}t}e, and fele:
<bkl 4920><tl 6>That {s}ubiect are to fo{r}tunes whele.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4921><tl 7>Her happy chance may la{{s}t} no time:
<bkl 4922><tl 8>Her plea{s}ure th{r}eatneth paines to come.
<bkl 4923><tl 9>She is the fall of tho{s}e, that clime:
<bkl 4924><tl 10>And yet her whele auanceth {s}ome.
<bkl 4925><tl 11>No fo{r}ce, where that {{s}h}e hates, o{r} loues:
<bkl 4926><tl 12>Her ficle minde {s}o oft remoues.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 4927><tl 13>She geues no gift, but craues as fa{{s}t}.
<bkl 4928><tl 14>She {s}oone repentes a thankful dede.
<bkl 4929><tl 15>She turneth after euery bla{{s}t}.
<bkl 4930><tl 16>She helpes them oft, that haue no nede.
<bkl 4931><tl 17>Where power dwelles, and riches re{{s}t}:
<bkl 4932><tl 18>Fal{s}e fo{r}tune is a common ge{{s}t},
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 4933><tl 19>Yet {s}ome a{ff}irm, and p{r}oue by {s}kyll:
<bkl 4934><tl 20>Fo{r}tune is not as fleyng Fame,
<bkl 4935><tl 21>She neither can do good, no{r} yll.
<bkl 4936><tl 22>She hath no fourme, yet beares a name.
<bkl 4937><tl 23>Then we but {{s}t}riue agayn{{s}t} the {{s}t}reames,
<bkl 4938><tl 24>To frame {s}uch toyes on fan{s}ies d{r}eames.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 4939><tl 25>If {{s}h}e haue {{s}h}ape, o{r} name alone:
<bkl 4940><tl 26>If {{s}h}e do rule, o{r} beare no {s}way:
<bkl 4941><tl 27>If {{s}h}e haue bodie, lief, o{r} none:
<bkl 4942><tl 28>Be {{s}h}e a {s}p{r}ite I cannot {s}ay.
<bkl 4943><tl 29>But well I wot, {s}ome cau{s}e there is:
<bkl 4944><tl 30>That cau{s}eth wo, and {s}endeth bli{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 4945><tl 31>The cau{s}e of thinges I will not blame:

<bkl 4946><tl 0><bkt sig> R.i.                         <bkt catchw>   Le{{s}t}

<page.break><page 130><fol R1v><f i>
<bkl 4947><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4948><tl 32>Le{{s}t} I o{ff}end the p{r}ince of peas.
<bkl 4949><tl 33>But I may chide, and b{r}aule with Fame:
<bkl 4950><tl 34>To make her crye, and neuer cea{s}e.
<bkl 4951><tl 35>To blow the trump within her eares:
<bkl 4952><tl 36>That may apea{s}e my wofull teares.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle O euyll tonges><pmdv1 poem177>
<bkl 4953><tl 0>Again{{s}t} wicked tonges. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4954><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl> Euyll tonges, which clap at euery winde:
<bkl 4955><tl 2>Ye {s}lea the quick, and eke the dead defame:
<bkl 4956><tl 3>Tho{s}e that liue well, {s}om faute in them ye fynde.
<bkl 4957><tl 4>Ye take no thought, in {s}laund{r}ing they{r} good name.
<bkl 4958><tl 5>Ye put iu{{s}t} men oft times to open {{s}h}ame.
<bkl 4959><tl 6>Ye ryng {s}o loude, ye {s}ound vnto the {s}kyes:
<bkl 4960><tl 7>And yet in p{r}oofe ye {s}owe nothyng, but lyes.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 4961><tl 8>Ye make great warre, where peace hath been of long,
<bkl 4962><tl 9>Ye b{r}ing rich realmes to ruine, and decay.
<bkl 4963><tl 10>Ye pluck down right: ye doe enhaunce the w{r}ong.
<bkl 4964><tl 11>Ye turne {s}wete my{r}th to wo, and welaway
<bkl 4965><tl 12>Of mi{s}chiefes all ye are the grounde, I {s}ay.
<bkl 4966><tl 13>Happy is he, that liues on {s}uch a {s}o{r}t:
<bkl 4967><tl 14>That nedes not feare {s}uch tonges of fal{s}e repo{r}t.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To walke on doubtfull ground><pmdv1 poem178>
<bkl 4968><tl 0>Not to tru{{s}t} to much but beware
<bkl 4969><tl 0>by others calamaties. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4970><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O walke on doubtfull ground, where danger is vn{s}een
<bkl 4971><tl 2>Doth double men that carele{{s}{s}}e be in depe di{s}paire I wene,
<bkl 4972><tl 3>Fo{r} as the blynde dothe feare, what footing he {{s}h}all fynde:
<bkl 4973><tl 4>So doth the wi{s}e befo{r}e he {s}peak, mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t} the {{s}t}rangers mynde.
<bkl 4974><tl 5>Fo{r} he that blontly runnes, may light among the b{r}eers,
<bkl 4975><tl 6>And {s}o be put vnto his plunge where danger lea{{s}t} apperes:
<bkl 4976><tl 7>The bird that {s}elly foole, doth warn vs to beware,
<bkl 4977><tl 8>Who lighteth not on euery bu{{s}h}e, he d{r}eadeth {s}o the {s}nare.
<bkl 4978><tl 9>The mou{s}e that {{s}h}onnes the trap, doth {{s}h}ew what harme doth ly:
<bkl 4979><tl 10>Within the {s}wete betraying bait, that oft di{s}ceiues the eye.
<bkl 4980><tl 11>The fi{{s}h} auoides the hoke, though hunger byds him bite,
<bkl 4981><tl 12>And houereth {{s}t}ill about the wo{r}me, whereon is his delyte.
<bkl 4982><tl 13>Yf birdes and bea{{s}t}es can {s}ee, where their vndoyng lies:

<bkl 4983><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> How

<page.break><page 131><fol R2r><f i>
<bkl 4984><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 4985><tl 14>How {{s}h}ould a mi{s}chief {s}cape our heades, |{th}+t+| haue both wit and eyes.
<bkl 4986><tl 15>What madne{{s}{s}}e may be mo{r}e, then plow the barreyn field:
<bkl 4987><tl 16>O{r} any frutefull wo{r}des to {s}ow, to eares that are vnwyld.
<bkl 4988><tl 17>They here and than mi{s}lyke, they like and than they lothe,
<bkl 4989><tl 18>Thei hate, thei loue, thei {s}ko{r}n, thei p{r}ai{s}e, yea {s}ure thei c|_a| do both
<bkl 4990><tl 19>We {s}ee what falles they haue, that clyme on trees vnknowne:
<bkl 4991><tl 20>As they that tru{{s}t}e to rotten bowes, mu{{s}t} nedes be ouerth{r}owne.
<bkl 4992><tl 21>A {s}mart in {s}ilence kept, doth ea{s}e the hart much mo{r}e,
<bkl 4993><tl 22>Than fo{r} to plain where is no {s}alue, fo{r} to recure the {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 4994><tl 23>Wherfo{r}e my grief I hide, within a holow hart:
<bkl 4995><tl 24>Vntill the {s}moke thereof be {s}pied, by flaming of the {s}mart.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The restlesse rage><pmdv1 poem179>
<bkl 4996><tl 0>Hell tormenteth not the damned
<bkl 4997><tl 0>gho{{s}t}es {s}o {s}ore as vnkindne{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 4998><tl 0>the louer. <tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 4999><tl 1>The re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e rage of depe deuouryng hell,
<bkl 5000><tl 2>The bla{s}ing b{r}andes, that neuer do con{s}ume,
<bkl 5001><tl 3>The ro{r}yng route, in Plutoes den that dwell:
<bkl 5002><tl 4>The fiery b{r}eath, that from tho{s}e ymps doth fume:
<bkl 5003><tl 5>The d{r}op{s}y d{r}yeth, that Tantale in the flood
<bkl 5004><tl 6>Endureth aye, all hopele{{s}{s}}e of relief:
<bkl 5005><tl 7>He honger{{s}t}eruen, where frute is ready food:
<bkl 5006><tl 8>So w{r}etchedly his {s}oule doth {s}u{ff}er grief:
<bkl 5007><tl 9>The liuer gnawne of gylefull P{r}omethus,
<bkl 5008><tl 10>Which Vultures fell with {{s}t}#rayned talant ty{r}e:
<bkl 5009><tl 11>The labour lo{{s}t} of wearyed Si{s}iphus:
<bkl 5010><tl 12>The{s}e helli{{s}h} houndes, with paines of quenchle{{s}{s}}e fy{r}e,
<bkl 5011><tl 13>Can not {s}o {s}o{r}e the {s}illy {s}oules to{r}ment,
<bkl 5012><tl 14>As her vntruth my hart hath alltorent.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle By fortune as I lay in bed><pmdv1 poem180>
<bkl 5013><tl 0>Of the mutabilitie of
<bkl 5014><tl 0>the world. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5015><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Y fo{r}tune as I lay in bed, my fo{r}tune was to fynde
<bkl 5016><tl 2>Such f|_a|{s}ies, as my carefull thought had b{r}ought into my minde (* 'm' in first 'my' inverted *)
<bkl 5017><tl 3>And when eche one was gone to re{{s}t}, full {s}oft in bed to lye:
<bkl 5018><tl 4>I would haue {s}lept: but then the watch did folow {{s}t}ill myne eye.
<bkl 5019><tl 5>And {s}odeinly I {s}aw a {s}ea of wofull {s}o{r}owes p{r}e{{s}t}:

<bkl 5020><tl 0><bkt sig> R.ii.                        <bkt catchw> Who{s}e

<page.break><page 132><fol R2v><f i>
<bkl 5021><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5022><tl 6>Who{s}e wicked wayes of {{s}h}arp repul{s}e b{r}ed mine vnquiet re{{s}t}.
<bkl 5023><tl 7>I {s}aw this wo{r}ld: and how it went, eche {{s}t}ate in his degree:
<bkl 5024><tl 8>And that from wealth ygraunted is, both lyfe, and libertee.
<bkl 5025><tl 9>I {s}aw, how enuy it did rayne, and beare the greate{{s}t} p{r}ice:
<bkl 5026><tl 10>Yet greater poy{s}on is not found within the Cockatrice.
<bkl 5027><tl 11>I {s}aw al{s}o, how that di{s}dayn oft times to fo{r}ge my wo,
<bkl 5028><tl 12>Gaue me the cup of bitter {s}wete, to pledge my mo{r}tall fo.
<bkl 5029><tl 13>I {s}aw al{s}o, how that de{s}ire to re{{s}t} no place could finde
<bkl 5030><tl 14>But {{s}t}yll con{{s}t}rainde in endle{{s}{s}}e pain to folow natures kynde.
<bkl 5031><tl 15>I {s}aw al{s}o mo{{s}t} {{s}t}rauuge[[sic '{{s}t}raunge']] of all how nature did fo{r}{s}ake
<bkl 5032><tl 16>The blood, that in her womb was w{r}ought: as doth |{th}+e+| lothed {s}nake
<bkl 5033><tl 17>I {s}aw, how fan{s}y would retayn no lenger then her lu{{s}t}:
<bkl 5034><tl 18>And as the winde how {{s}h}e doth change: and is not fo{r} to tru{{s}t}.
<bkl 5035><tl 19>I {s}aw, how {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e did fly with winges of often change:
<bkl 5036><tl 20>A fleyng birde, but {s}eldom {s}een, her nature is {s}o {{s}t}range.
<bkl 5037><tl 21>I {s}aw, how plea{s}ant times did pa{{s}{s}}e, as flowers doe in the mede:
<bkl 5038><tl 22>To day that ry{s}eth red as ro{s}e: to mo{r}ow falleth ded.
<bkl 5039><tl 23>I {s}aw, my tyme how it did runne, as {s}and out of the gla{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 5040><tl 24>Euen as eche hower appointed is from tyme, and tyde to pa{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 5041><tl 25>I {s}aw the yeares, that I had {s}pent, and lo{{s}{s}}e of all my gayn:
<bkl 5042><tl 26>And how the {s}po{r}t of youthfull playes my foly dyd retayn.
<bkl 5043><tl 27>I {s}aw, how that the litle ant in {s}omer {{s}t}ill dothe runne
<bkl 5044><tl 28>To {s}eke her foode, wherby to liue in winter fo{r} to come.
<bkl 5045><tl 29>I {s}aw eke vertue, how {{s}h}e {s}at the th{r}ede of life to {s}pinne.
<bkl 5046><tl 30>Which {{s}h}eweth the end of euery wo{r}k, befo{r}e it doth beginne.
<bkl 5047><tl 31>And when all the{s}e I thus beheld with many mo pardy:
<bkl 5048><tl 32>In me, me thought, eche one had w{r}ought a parfite p{r}oparty.
<bkl 5049><tl 33>And then I {s}aid vnto my {s}elf: a le{{s}{s}}on this {{s}h}al%be
<bkl 5050><tl 34>Fo{r} other: that {{s}h}all after come, fo{r} to beware by me.
<bkl 5051><tl 35>Thus, all the night I did deui{s}e, which way I might con{{s}t}rayn.
<bkl 5052><tl 36>To fou{r}me a plot, that wit might wo{r}k the{s}e b{r}anches in my b{r}ain.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Phylida was a fayer mayde><pmdv1 poem181>
<bkl 5053><tl 0>Harpelus complaynt of Phillidaes
<bkl 5054><tl 0>loue be{{s}t}owed on Corin, who
<bkl 5055><tl 0>loued her not and denied
<bkl 5056><tl 0>him, that loued her. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5057><tl 1><f 2bki>P<f bl>Hylida was a fayer mayde,
<bkl 5058><tl 2>And fre{{s}h} as any flow{r}e:

<bkl 5059><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Whom

<page.break><page 133><fol R3r><f i>
<bkl 5060><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5061><tl 3>Whom Harpalus the herdman p{r}ayed
<bkl 5062><tl 4>To be his paramour.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5063><tl 5>Harpalus and eke Co{r}in
<bkl 5064><tl 6>Were herdmen both yfere:
<bkl 5065><tl 7>And Phillida could twi{{s}t} and {s}pin
<bkl 5066><tl 8>And therto {s}ing full clere.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5067><tl 9>But Phillida was all to coy
<bkl 5068><tl 10>Fo{r} Harpelus to winne.
<bkl 5069><tl 11>Fo{r} Co{r}in was her onely ioye,
<bkl 5070><tl 12>Who fo{r}{{s}t} her not a pynne.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5071><tl 13>How often would {{s}h}e {fl}owers twine
<bkl 5072><tl 14>How often garlandes make:
<bkl 5073><tl 15>Of Cou{{s}l}ippes and of Colombine,
<bkl 5074><tl 16>And all fo{r} Co{r}ins {s}ake.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5075><tl 17>But Co{r}in he had haukes to lure
<bkl 5076><tl 18>And fo{r}ced mo{r}e the field:
<bkl 5077><tl 19>Of louers lawe he toke no cure
<bkl 5078><tl 20>Fo{r} once he was begilde.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5079><tl 21>Harpalus p{r}eualed nought
<bkl 5080><tl 22>His labour all was lo{{s}t}:
<bkl 5081><tl 23>Fo{r} he was farde{{s}t} from her thought
<bkl 5082><tl 24>And yet he loued her mo{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5083><tl 25>Therfo{r}e waxt he both pale and leane
<bkl 5084><tl 26>And d{r}ye as clot of clay:
<bkl 5085><tl 27>His {fl}e{{s}h}e it was con{s}umed cleane
<bkl 5086><tl 28>His colour gone away.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 5087><tl 29>His beard it had not long be {{s}h}aue,
<bkl 5088><tl 30>His heare hong all vnkempt:
<bkl 5089><tl 31>A man mo{{s}t} fitte euen fo{r} the graue
<bkl 5090><tl 32>Whom {s}pitefull loue had {s}pent.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 5091><tl 33>His eyes were red and all fo{r}ewatched
<bkl 5092><tl 34>His face be{s}p{r}ent with teares:
<bkl 5093><tl 35>It {s}emde vnhap had him long hatched.
<bkl 5094><tl 36>In middes of his di{s}pay{r}es.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 5095><tl 37>His clothes were blacke and al{s}o bare
<bkl 5096><tl 38>As one fo{r}lo{r}ne was he:
<bkl 5097><tl 39>Vpon his heade alwaies he ware,
<bkl 5098><tl 40>A w{r}eath of wilow tree.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 5099><tl 41>His bea{{s}t}es he kept vpon the hyll,
<bkl 5100><tl 42>And he {s}ate in the dale:
<bkl 5101><tl 43>And thus with {s}ighes and {s}o{r}owes {{s}h}{r}yll,
<bkl 5102><tl 44>He gan to tell his tale.

<bkl 5103><tl 0><bkt sig> R.iii.                       <bkt catchw> O Har{\-}

<page.break><page 134><fol R3v><f i>
<bkl 5104><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 5105><tl 45>O Harpelus thus would he {s}ay,
<bkl 5106><tl 46>Vnhappie{{s}t} vnder {s}unne:
<bkl 5107><tl 47>The cau{s}e of thine vnhappy day
<bkl 5108><tl 48>By loue was fir{{s}t} begone.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 5109><tl 49>Fo{r} thou wente{{s}t} fir{{s}t} by {s}ute to {s}eeke
<bkl 5110><tl 50>A Tygre to make tame:
<bkl 5111><tl 51>That {s}ets not by thy loue a leke
<bkl 5112><tl 52>But makes thy grefe her game.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 5113><tl 53>As ea{s}ye it were, fo{r} to conuert
<bkl 5114><tl 54>The fro{{s}t} into the {fl}ame:
<bkl 5115><tl 55>As fo{r} to turne a froward hert
<bkl 5116><tl 56>Whom thou {s}o fain would{{s}t} frame.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 5117><tl 57>Co{r}in he liueth carele{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 5118><tl 58>He leapes among the leaues:
<bkl 5119><tl 59>He eates the frutes of thy red{r}e{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 5120><tl 60>Thou reapes he takes the {{s}h}eaues.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 5121><tl 61>My bea{{s}t}es a while your fode refrayne
<bkl 5122><tl 62>And herken your herdmans {s}ounde:
<bkl 5123><tl 63>Whom {s}pitefull loue alas hath {{s}l}aine
<bkl 5124><tl 64>Th{r}oughgirt with many a wounde.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 5125><tl 65>Oh happy be ye bea{{s}t}es wilde
<bkl 5126><tl 66>That here your pa{{s}t}ure takes:
<bkl 5127><tl 67>I {s}e that ye be not begylde
<bkl 5128><tl 68>Of the{s}e your faythfull face.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 5129><tl 69>The Hart he fedeth by the Hynde
<bkl 5130><tl 70>The Bucke hard by the Doo,
<bkl 5131><tl 71>The Turtle Doue is not vnkinde
<bkl 5132><tl 72>To him that loues her {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 5133><tl 73>The Ewe {{s}h}e hath by her the Ramme
<bkl 5134><tl 74>The yong Cow hath the Bulle:
<bkl 5135><tl 75>The calf with many a lu{{s}t}y lamme
<bkl 5136><tl 76>Do feede their honger full.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 5137><tl 77>But wellaway that nature w{r}ought
<bkl 5138><tl 78>Thee Phillida {s}o faire:
<bkl 5139><tl 79>Fo{r} I may {s}ay that I haue bought
<bkl 5140><tl 80>Thy beauty all to deare.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 5141><tl 81>What rea{s}on is it that cruelty
<bkl 5142><tl 82>With beauty {{s}h}ould haue part,
<bkl 5143><tl 83>O{r} els that {s}uch great ty{r}anny
<bkl 5144><tl 84>Should dwell in womans hart.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 5145><tl 85>I {s}ee therfo{r}e to {{s}h}ape my death
<bkl 5146><tl 86>She cruelly is p{r}e{{s}t}:

<bkl 5147><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> To

<page.break><page 135><fol R4r><f i>
<bkl 5148><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5149><tl 87>To thend that I may want my b{r}eathe
<bkl 5150><tl 88>My dayes been at the be{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 5151><tl 89>O Cupide graunt this my reque{{s}t}
<bkl 5152><tl 90>And do not {{s}t}oppe thine eares:
<bkl 5153><tl 91>That {{s}h}e may fele within her b{r}e{{s}t}
<bkl 5154><tl 92>The paynes of my di{s}pay{r}es.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 5155><tl 93>Of Co{r}in that is carele{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 5156><tl 94>That {{s}h}e may craue her fee:
<bkl 5157><tl 95>As I haue done in great di{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 5158><tl 96>That loued her faythfully.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 5159><tl 97>But {s}ins that I {{s}h}all die her {{s}l}aue
<bkl 5160><tl 98>Her {{s}l}aue and eke her th{r}all:
<bkl 5161><tl 99>w{r}ite you my frendes, vpon my graue
<bkl 5162><tl 100>This chance that is befall.
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 5163><tl 101>Here lieth vnhappy Harpelus
<bkl 5164><tl 102>Whom cruell loue hath {{s}l}ayne:
<bkl 5165><tl 103>By Phillida vniu{{s}t}ly thus
<bkl 5166><tl 104>Murd{r}ed with fal{s}e di{s}daine.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lo here the end of man><pmdv1 poem182>
<bkl 5167><tl 0>Vpon {s}ir Iames wilfordes
<bkl 5168><tl 0>death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5169><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>O here the end of man the cruell {s}i{{s}t}ers th{r}ee
<bkl 5170><tl 2>The web of Wilfo{r}ds life vnethe had half y{s}ponne,
<bkl 5171><tl 3>When ra{{s}h} vpon mi{s}dede they all acco{r}ded bee
<bkl 5172><tl 4>To b{r}eke vertues cour{s}e er half the race were ronne
<bkl 5173><tl 5>And trip him on his way that els had won the game
<bkl 5174><tl 6>And holden highe{{s}t} place within the hou{s}e of fame.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5175><tl 7>But yet though he be gone, though {s}ence with him be pa{{s}t}
<bkl 5176><tl 8>Which trode the euen {{s}t}eppes that leaden to renowne
<bkl 5177><tl 9>We that remaine aliue ne {s}u{ff}er {{s}h}all to wa{{s}t}e
<bkl 5178><tl 10>The fame of his de{s}erts, {s}o {{s}h}all he lo{s}e but {s}owne.
<bkl 5179><tl 11>The thing {{s}h}all aye remaine, aye kept as fre{{s}h}e in {{s}t}o{r}e
<bkl 5180><tl 12>As if his eares {{s}h}old ring of that he w{r}ought befo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5181><tl 13>Waile not therfo{r}e his want {s}ith he {s}o left the {{s}t}age
<bkl 5182><tl 14>Of care and w{r}etched life, with ioye and clap of hands
<bkl 5183><tl 15>Who plaieth lenger partes%may well haue greater age
<bkl 5184><tl 16>But few {s}o well may pa{{s}{s}}e the gulfe of fo{r}tunes {s}andes
<bkl 5185><tl 17>So triedly did he treade ay p{r}e{{s}t} at vertues beck
<bkl 5186><tl 18>That fo{r}tune found no place to geue him once a check.

<bkl 5187><tl 0><bkt sig> R.iiii.                      <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 136><fol R4v><f i>
<bkl 5188><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5189><tl 19>The fates haue rid him hence, who {{s}h}all not after go,
<bkl 5190><tl 20>Though earthed be his co{r}ps, yet {fl}o{r}i{{s}h} {{s}h}all his fame,
<bkl 5191><tl 21>A glad{s}ome thing it is that er he {{s}t}ep vs fro,
<bkl 5192><tl 22>Such mirrours he vs left our life therby to frame,
<bkl 5193><tl 23>Wherfo{r}e his p{r}ai{s}e {{s}h}all la{{s}t} aye fre{{s}h}e in B{r}ittons {s}ight,
<bkl 5194><tl 24>Till {s}unne {{s}h}all cea{s}e to {{s}h}ine, and lende the earth his light.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Who list to liue vpright><pmdv1 poem183>
<bkl 5195><tl 0>Of the wretchednes in this
<bkl 5196><tl 0>world. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5197><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Ho li{{s}t} to liue vpright, and holde him {s}elf content,
<bkl 5198><tl 2>Shall {s}e {s}uch wonders in this wo{r}ld, as neuer er{{s}t} was {s}ent.
<bkl 5199><tl 3>Such gropyng fo{r} the {s}wete, {s}uch ta{{s}t}yng of the {s}ower
<bkl 5200><tl 4>Such wand{r}yng here fo{r} wo{r}dly welth that lo{{s}t} is in one houre.
<bkl 5201><tl 5>And as the good o{r} badde gette vp in hye degre,
<bkl 5202><tl 6>So wades the wo{r}ld in right o{r} w{r}ong it may none other be.
<bkl 5203><tl 7>And loke what lawes they make, ech man mu{{s}t} them obay,
<bkl 5204><tl 8>And yoke him{s}elf with pacient hart to d{r}iue and d{r}aw |{th}+e+| way.
<bkl 5205><tl 9>Fo{r} {s}uch as long ago, great rulers were a{{s}{s}}inde
<bkl 5206><tl 10>Both liues |&| lawes are now fo{r}got |&| wo{r}ne clene out of minde
<bkl 5207><tl 11>So that by this I {s}e, no {{s}t}ate on earth may la{{s}t}
<bkl 5208><tl 12>But as their times appointed be, to ri{s}e and fall as fa{{s}t}.
<bkl 5209><tl 13>The goodes that gotten be, by good and iu{{s}t} de{s}art,
<bkl 5210><tl 14>Yet v{s}e them {s}o that neady handes may helpe to {s}pend the part
<bkl 5211><tl 15>Fo{r} loke what heape thou ho{r}d{{s}t}, of ru{{s}t}y golde in {{s}t}o{r}e,
<bkl 5212><tl 16>Thine enemies {{s}h}all wa{{s}t}e the {s}ame, that neuer {s}wat therfo{r}e.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Vnto the liuyng Lord><pmdv1 poem184>
<bkl 5213><tl 0>The repentant {s}inner in durance
<bkl 5214><tl 0>and aduer{s}itie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5215><tl 1><f 2bki>V<f bl>Nto the liuyng Lo{r}d fo{r} pardon do I p{r}ay,
<bkl 5216><tl 2>From wh|_o| I graunt euen fr|_o| the {{s}h}ell, I haue run {{s}t}yl a{{s}t}ray.
<bkl 5217><tl 3>And other liues there none (my death {{s}h}all well declare)
<bkl 5218><tl 4>On whom I ought to grate fo{r} grace, as faulty folkes do fare.
<bkl 5219><tl 5>But thee O Lo{r}de alone, I haue o{ff}ended {s}o,
<bkl 5220><tl 6>That this {s}mall {s}courge is much to {s}cant fo{r} mine o{ff}ence I know
<bkl 5221><tl 7>I ranne without returne, the way the wo{r}ld liekt be{{s}t}
<bkl 5222><tl 8>And what I ought mo{{s}t} to regard, that I re{s}pected le{{s}t}
<bkl 5223><tl 9>The th{r}ong wherin I th{r}u{{s}t}, hath th{r}owen me in {s}uch ca{s}e

<bkl 5224><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> That

<page.break><page 137><fol S1r><f i>
<bkl 5225><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5226><tl 10>That Lo{r}de my {s}oule is {s}o{r}e be{s}et without thy greater grace
<bkl 5227><tl 11>My giltes are growen {s}o great, my power doth {s}o appay{r}e
<bkl 5228><tl 12>That with great fo{r}ce they argue oft, and mercy much di{s}pay{r}e.
<bkl 5229><tl 13>But then with fayth I {fl}ee to thy p{r}epared {{s}t}o{r}e
<bkl 5230><tl 14>Where there lieth help fo{r} euery hurt, and {s}alue fo{r} euery {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 5231><tl 15>My lo{{s}t}e time to lament, my vaine waies to bewaile,
<bkl 5232><tl 16>No day no night no place no houre no moment I {{s}h}al faile
<bkl 5233><tl 17>My {s}oule {{s}h}all neuer cea{s}e with an a{{s}{s}}ured faith
<bkl 5234><tl 18>To knock, to craue, to call to cry to thee fo{r} helpe which {s}ayth
<bkl 5235><tl 19>Knocke and it {{s}h}al%be heard, but a{s}ke and geuen it is
<bkl 5236><tl 20>And all that like to kepe this cour{s}e, of mercy {{s}h}all not mi{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 5237><tl 21>Fo{r} when I call to minde how the one wand{r}yng {{s}h}epe,
<bkl 5238><tl 22>Did b{r}ing mo{r}e ioye with his returne, then all the {fl}ocke did kepe.
<bkl 5239><tl 23>It yeldes full hope and tru{{s}t} my {{s}t}rayed and wand{r}yng gho{{s}t}
<bkl 5240><tl 24>Shal%be receiued and held mo{r}e dere then tho{s}e were neuer lo{{s}t}.
<bkl 5241><tl 25>O Lo{r}d my hope beholde, and fo{r} my helpe make ha{{s}t}e
<bkl 5242><tl 26>To pardon the fo{r}pa{{s}{s}}ed race that carele{{s}{s}}e I haue pa{{s}t}.
<bkl 5243><tl 27>And but the day d{r}aw neare that death mu{{s}t} pay the det,
<bkl 5244><tl 28>Fo{r} lone of life which thou ha{{s}t} lent and time of payment {s}et.
<bkl 5245><tl 29>From this {{s}h}arpe {{s}h}ower me {{s}h}ilde which th{r}eatened is at hand,
<bkl 5246><tl 30>Wherby thou {{s}h}alt great power declare |&| I the {{s}t}o{r}me with{{s}t}and.
<bkl 5247><tl 31>Not my will lo{r}d but thyne, fulfilde be in ech ca{s}e,
<bkl 5248><tl 32>To who{s}e gret wil |&| mighty power al powers {{s}h}al once geue place
<bkl 5249><tl 33>My fayth my hope my tru{{s}t}, my God and eke my guide
<bkl 5250><tl 34>Stretch fo{r}th thy hand to {s}aue the {s}oule, what {s}o the body bide.
<bkl 5251><tl 35>Refu{s}e not to receiue that thou {s}o dere ha{{s}t} bought,
<bkl 5252><tl 36>Fo{r} but by thee alone I know all {s}afety in vaine is {s}ought.
<bkl 5253><tl 37>I know and knowledge eke albeit very late,
<bkl 5254><tl 38>That thou it is I ought to loue and d{r}eade in ech e{{s}t}ate.
<bkl 5255><tl 39>And with repentant hart do laude thee Lo{r}d on hye,
<bkl 5256><tl 40>That ha{{s}t} {s}o gently {s}et me {{s}t}raight, that er{{s}t} walkt {s}o aw{r}y.
<bkl 5257><tl 41>Now graunt me grace my God to {{s}t}and thine {{s}t}rong in {s}p{r}ite,
<bkl 5258><tl 42>And let |{th}+e+| wo{r}ld th|_e| wo{r}k {s}uch wayes, as to the wo{r}ld {s}emes mete.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Sythe singyng gladdeth><pmdv1 poem185>
<bkl 5259><tl 0>The louer here telleth of his diuers
<bkl 5260><tl 0>ioyes and aduer{s}ities in loue
<bkl 5261><tl 0>and la{{s}t}ly of his
<bkl 5262><tl 0>ladies death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5263><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ythe {s}ingyng gladdeth oft the hartes
<bkl 5264><tl 2>Of them that fele the panges of loue:

<bkl 5265><tl 0><bkt sig> S.i.                         <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 138><fol S1v><f i>
<bkl 5266><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5267><tl 3>And fo{r} the while doth ea{s}e their {s}martes:
<bkl 5268><tl 4>My {s}elf I {{s}h}all the {s}ame way p{r}oue.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5269><tl 5>And though that loue hath {s}mit the {{s}t}roke,
<bkl 5270><tl 6>Wherby is lo{{s}t} my libertie:
<bkl 5271><tl 7>Which by no meanes I may reuoke:
<bkl 5272><tl 8>Yet {{s}h}all I {s}ing, how plea{s}antly.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5273><tl 9>Ny twenty yeres of youth I pa{{s}t}:
<bkl 5274><tl 10>Which all in libertie I {s}pent:
<bkl 5275><tl 11>And {s}o from fy{r}{{s}t} vnto the la{{s}t},
<bkl 5276><tl 12>Er aught I knew, what louing ment.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5277><tl 13>And after {{s}h}all I {s}yng the wo,
<bkl 5278><tl 14>The payne, the greefe, the deadly {s}mart:
<bkl 5279><tl 15>When loue this lyfe did ouerth{r}owe,
<bkl 5280><tl 16>That hydden lyes within my hart.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5281><tl 17>And then, the ioyes, that I did feele.
<bkl 5282><tl 18>When fo{r}tune lifted after this,
<bkl 5283><tl 19>And {s}et me hye vpon her whele:
<bkl 5284><tl 20>And changed my wo to plea{s}ant bli{{s}{s}}e,
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5285><tl 21>And {s}o the {s}odeyn fall agayne
<bkl 5286><tl 22>From all the ioyes, that I was in.
<bkl 5287><tl 23>All you, that li{{s}t} to heare of payne,
<bkl 5288><tl 24>Geue eare, fo{r} now I doe beginne.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5289><tl 25>Lo, fy{r}{{s}t} of all, when loue began
<bkl 5290><tl 26>With hote de{s}y{r}es my heart to burne:
<bkl 5291><tl 27>Me thought, his might auailde not than
<bkl 5292><tl 28>From libertie my heart to turne.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 5293><tl 29>Fo{r} I was free: and dyd not knowe,
<bkl 5294><tl 30>How much his might mannes hert may greue.
<bkl 5295><tl 31>I had p{r}ofe{{s}t} to be his fo:
<bkl 5296><tl 32>His law I thought not to beleue.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 5297><tl 33>I went vntyed in lu{{s}t}y leas,
<bkl 5298><tl 34>I had my wi{{s}h} alwayes at will:
<bkl 5299><tl 35>Ther was no wo, might me di{s}plea{s}e:
<bkl 5300><tl 36>Of plea{s}ant ioyes I had my fill.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 5301><tl 37>No paynfull thought dyd pa{{s}{s}}e my hart:
<bkl 5302><tl 38>I {s}pilt no teare to wet my b{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 5303><tl 39>I knew no {s}o{r}ow, {s}igh, no{r} {s}mart.
<bkl 5304><tl 40>My greate{{s}t} grefe was quyet re{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 5305><tl 41>I b{r}ake no {{s}l}epe, I to{{s}{s}}ed not:
<bkl 5306><tl 42>No{r} dyd delyte to {s}yt alone.
<bkl 5307><tl 43>I felt no change of colde, and hote:
<bkl 5308><tl 44>No{r} nought a nightes could make me mone.

<bkl 5309><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 139><fol S2r><f i>
<bkl 5310><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 5311><tl 45>Fo{r} all was ioy that I did fele:
<bkl 5312><tl 46>And of voide wandering I was free.
<bkl 5313><tl 47>I had no clogge tied at my hele:
<bkl 5314><tl 48>This was my life at libertie.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 5315><tl 49>That yet me thinkes it is a bli{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 5316><tl 50>To thinke vpon that plea{s}ure pa{{s}t}.
<bkl 5317><tl 51>But fo{r}thwithall I finde the mi{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 5318><tl 52>Fo{r} that it might no lenger la{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 5319><tl 53>Tho{s}e dayes I {s}pent at my de{s}ire,
<bkl 5320><tl 54>Without wo o{r} aduer{s}itie:
<bkl 5321><tl 55>Till that my hart was {s}et a fire,
<bkl 5322><tl 56>With loue, with w{r}ath, and ielou{s}ie.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 5323><tl 57>Fo{r} on a day (alas the while)
<bkl 5324><tl 58>Lo, hear my harme how it began:
<bkl 5325><tl 59>The blinded Lo{r}d, the God of guile
<bkl 5326><tl 60>Had li{{s}t} to end my fredome than.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 5327><tl 61>And th{r}ough mine eye into my hart,
<bkl 5328><tl 62>All {s}odenly I felt it glide.
<bkl 5329><tl 63>He {{s}h}ot his {{s}h}arped fiery dart,
<bkl 5330><tl 64>So hard, that yet vnder my {s}ide
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 5331><tl 65>The head (alas) dothe {{s}t}ill remaine,
<bkl 5332><tl 66>And yet {s}ince could I neuer know,
<bkl 5333><tl 67>The way to w{r}ing it out againe:
<bkl 5334><tl 68>Yet was it nye th{r}ee yere ago.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 5335><tl 69>This {s}oden {{s}t}roke made me aga{{s}t}:
<bkl 5336><tl 70>And it began to vexe me {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 5337><tl 71>But yet I thought, it would haue pa{{s}t},
<bkl 5338><tl 72>As other {s}uch had done befo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 5339><tl 73>But it did not that (wo is me)
<bkl 5340><tl 74>So depe imp{r}inted in my thought,
<bkl 5341><tl 75>The {{s}t}roke abode: that yet I {s}ee,
<bkl 5342><tl 76>Me thynkes my harme how it was w{r}ought.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 5343><tl 77>Kinde taught me {{s}t}reight that this was loue
<bkl 5344><tl 78>And I perceiued it perfectlye.
<bkl 5345><tl 79>Yet thought I thus: Nought {{s}h}all me moue:
<bkl 5346><tl 80>I will not th{r}all my libertie.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 5347><tl 81>And diuers waies I did a{{s}{s}}ay,
<bkl 5348><tl 82>By {fl}ight, by fo{r}ce, by frend, by fo,
<bkl 5349><tl 83>This fy{r}ye thought to put away.
<bkl 5350><tl 84>I was {s}o lothe fo{r} to fo{r}go
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 5351><tl 85>My libertie: that me was leuer,
<bkl 5352><tl 86>Then bondage was, where I heard {s}aie:

<bkl 5353><tl 0><bkt sig> S.ii.                        <bkt catchw> Who

<page.break><page 140><fol S2v><f i>
<bkl 5354><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5355><tl 87>Who once was bounde, was {s}ure neuer
<bkl 5356><tl 88>Without great paine to {s}cape away.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 5357><tl 89>But what fo{r} that, there is no choyce,
<bkl 5358><tl 90>Fo{r} my mi{{s}h}ap was {{s}h}apen {s}o:
<bkl 5359><tl 91>That tho{s}e my dayes that did reioyce,
<bkl 5360><tl 92>Should turne my bli{{s}{s}}e to bitter wo.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 5361><tl 93>Fo{r} with that {{s}t}roke my bli{{s}{s}}e toke ende.
<bkl 5362><tl 94>In {{s}t}ede wherof fo{r}thwith I caught,
<bkl 5363><tl 95>Hotte burnyng {s}ighes, that {s}ins haue b{r}end,
<bkl 5364><tl 96>My w{r}etched hart almo{{s}t} to naught.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 5365><tl 97>And {s}ins that day, O Lo{r}d my life,
<bkl 5366><tl 98>The mi{s}ery that it hath felt.
<bkl 5367><tl 99>That nought hath had, but wo and {{s}t}rife,
<bkl 5368><tl 100>And hotte de{s}ires my hart to melt.
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 5369><tl 101>O Lo{r}d how {s}odain was the change
<bkl 5370><tl 102>From {s}uch a plea{s}ant liberty?
<bkl 5371><tl 103>The very th{r}aldome {s}emed {{s}t}range:
<bkl 5372><tl 104>But yet there was no remedy.
<pmdv2 vpar27>
<bkl 5373><tl 105>But I mu{{s}t} yeld, and geue vp all,
<bkl 5374><tl 106>And make my guide my chie{{s}t}[[sic 'chiefe{{s}t}']] fo.
<bkl 5375><tl 107>And in this wi{s}e became I th{r}all.
<bkl 5376><tl 108>Lo loue and happe would haue it {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar28>
<bkl 5377><tl 109>I {s}u{ff}red w{r}ong and helde my peace,
<bkl 5378><tl 110>I gaue my teares good leaue to ronne:
<bkl 5379><tl 111>And neuer would {s}eke fo{r} red{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 5380><tl 112>But hopt to liue as I begonne.
<pmdv2 vpar29>
<bkl 5381><tl 113>Fo{r} what it was that might me ea{s}e,
<bkl 5382><tl 114>He liued not that might it know.
<bkl 5383><tl 115>Thus d{r}anke I all mine owne di{s}ea{s}e:
<bkl 5384><tl 116>And all alone bewailde my wo.
<pmdv2 vpar30>
<bkl 5385><tl 117>There was no {s}ight that might mee plea{s}e,
<bkl 5386><tl 118>I {fl}ed from them that did reioyce.
<bkl 5387><tl 119>And oft alone my hart to ea{s}e,
<bkl 5388><tl 120>I would bewayle with wofull voyce
<pmdv2 vpar31>
<bkl 5389><tl 121>My life, my {{s}t}ate, my mi{s}erie,
<bkl 5390><tl 122>And cur{s}e my {s}elfe and all my dayes.
<bkl 5391><tl 123>Thus w{r}ought I with my fanta{s}ie,
<bkl 5392><tl 124>And {s}ought my helpe none other waies.
<pmdv2 vpar32>
<bkl 5393><tl 125>Saue {s}ometime to my {s}elfe alone,
<bkl 5394><tl 126>When farre of was my helpe God wot:
<bkl 5395><tl 127>Lowde would I cry: My life is gone,
<bkl 5396><tl 128>My dere, if that ye helpe me not.

<bkl 5397><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Then

<page.break><page 141><fol S3r><f i>
<bkl 5398><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar33>
<bkl 5399><tl 129>Then wi{{s}h}t I {{s}t}reight, that death might end
<bkl 5400><tl 130>The{s}e bitter panges, and all this grief.
<bkl 5401><tl 131>Fo{r} nought, methought, might it amend.
<bkl 5402><tl 132>Thus in di{s}paire to haue relief,
<pmdv2 vpar34>
<bkl 5403><tl 133>I lingred fo{r}th: tyll I was b{r}ought
<bkl 5404><tl 134>With pining in {s}o piteous ca{s}e:
<bkl 5405><tl 135>That all, that {s}aw me, {s}ayd, methought:
<bkl 5406><tl 136>Lo, death is painted in his face.
<pmdv2 vpar35>
<bkl 5407><tl 137>I went no where: but by the way
<bkl 5408><tl 138>I {s}aw {s}ome {s}ight befo{r}e mine eyes:
<bkl 5409><tl 139>That made me {s}igh, and oft times {s}ay:
<bkl 5410><tl 140>My life, alas I thee de{s}py{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar36>
<bkl 5411><tl 141>This la{{s}t}ed well a yere, and mo{r}e:
<bkl 5412><tl 142>Which no wight knew, but onely I:
<bkl 5413><tl 143>So that my life was nere fo{r}lo{r}e:
<bkl 5414><tl 144>And I di{s}paired vtterly.
<pmdv2 vpar37>
<bkl 5415><tl 145>Tyll on a day, as fo{r}tune would:
<bkl 5416><tl 146>(Fo{r} that, that {{s}h}al%be, nedes mu{{s}t} fall)
<bkl 5417><tl 147>I {s}at me down, as though I {{s}h}ould
<bkl 5418><tl 148>Haue ended then my lyfe, and all.
<pmdv2 vpar38>
<bkl 5419><tl 149>And as I {s}at to w{r}yte my plaint,
<bkl 5420><tl 150>Meaning to {{s}h}ew my great vnre{{s}t}:
<bkl 5421><tl 151>With quaking hand, and hart full faint,
<bkl 5422><tl 152>Amid my plaintes, among the re{{s}t},
<pmdv2 vpar39>
<bkl 5423><tl 153>I w{r}ote with ynk, and bitter teares:
<bkl 5424><tl 154>I am not myne, I am not mine:
<bkl 5425><tl 155>Behold my lyfe, away that weares:
<bkl 5426><tl 156>And if I dye the lo{{s}{s}}e is thyne.
<pmdv2 vpar40>
<bkl 5427><tl 157>Herewith a litle hope I caught:
<bkl 5428><tl 158>That fo{r} a whyle my life did {{s}t}ay.
<bkl 5429><tl 159>But in e{ff}ect, all was fo{r} naught.
<bkl 5430><tl 160>Thus liued I {{s}t}yll: tyll on a day,
<pmdv2 vpar41>
<bkl 5431><tl 161>As I {s}at {{s}t}aring on tho{s}e eyes:
<bkl 5432><tl 162>I meane, tho{s}e eyes, that fir{{s}t} me bound:
<bkl 5433><tl 163>My inward thought tho cryed: Ary{s}e:
<bkl 5434><tl 164>Lo, mercy where it may be found.
<pmdv2 vpar42>
<bkl 5435><tl 165>And therewithall I d{r}ew me nere:
<bkl 5436><tl 166>With feble hart, and at a b{r}aide,
<bkl 5437><tl 167>(But it was {s}oftly in her eare)
<bkl 5438><tl 168>Mercy, Madame, was all, I {s}ayd.
<pmdv2 vpar43>
<bkl 5439><tl 169>But wo was me, when it was tolde.
<bkl 5440><tl 170>Fo{r} therewithall fainted my b{r}eath.

<bkl 5441><tl 0><bkt sig> S.iii.                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 142><fol S3v><f i>
<bkl 5442><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5443><tl 171>And I {s}ate {{s}t}ill fo{r} to beholde,
<bkl 5444><tl 172>And heare the iudgement of my death.
<pmdv2 vpar44>
<bkl 5445><tl 173>But loue no{r} Hap would not con{s}ent,
<bkl 5446><tl 174>To end me then, but welaway:
<bkl 5447><tl 175>There gaue me bli{{s}{s}}e: that I repent
<bkl 5448><tl 176>To thinke I liue to {s}ee this day.
<pmdv2 vpar45>
<bkl 5449><tl 177>Fo{r} after this I playned {{s}t}ill
<bkl 5450><tl 178>So long, and in {s}o piteous wi{s}e:
<bkl 5451><tl 179>That I my wi{{s}h} had at my will
<bkl 5452><tl 180>Graunted, as I would it deui{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar46>
<bkl 5453><tl 181>But Lo{r}d who euer heard, o{r} knew
<bkl 5454><tl 182>Of halfe the ioye that I felt than?
<bkl 5455><tl 183>O{r} who can thinke it may be true,
<bkl 5456><tl 184>That {s}o much bli{{s}{s}}e had euer man?
<pmdv2 vpar47>
<bkl 5457><tl 185>Lo, fo{r}tune thus {s}et me aloft:
<bkl 5458><tl 186>And mo{r}e my {s}o{r}owes to releue,
<bkl 5459><tl 187>Of plea{s}ant ioyes I ta{{s}t}ed oft:
<bkl 5460><tl 188>As much as loue o{r} happe might geue.
<pmdv2 vpar48>
<bkl 5461><tl 189>The {s}o{r}owes olde, I felt befo{r}e
<bkl 5462><tl 190>About my hart, were d{r}iuen thence:
<bkl 5463><tl 191>And fo{r} eche greefe, I felt afo{r}e,
<bkl 5464><tl 192>I had a bli{{s}{s}}e in recompence.
<pmdv2 vpar49>
<bkl 5465><tl 193>Then thought I all the time well {s}pent:
<bkl 5466><tl 194>That I in plaint had {s}pent {s}o long.
<bkl 5467><tl 195>So was I with my life content:
<bkl 5468><tl 196>That to my {s}elf I {s}ayd among.
<pmdv2 vpar50>
<bkl 5469><tl 197>Sins thou art ridde of all thine yll:
<bkl 5470><tl 198>To {{s}h}owe thy ioyes {s}et fo{r}th thy voyce.
<bkl 5471><tl 199>And {s}ins thou ha{{s}t} thy wi{{s}h} at will:
<bkl 5472><tl 200>My happy hart, reioyce, reioyce.
<pmdv2 vpar51>
<bkl 5473><tl 201>Thus felt I ioyes a great deale mo,
<bkl 5474><tl 202>Then by my {s}ong may well be tolde:
<bkl 5475><tl 203>And thinkyng on my pa{{s}{s}}ed wo,
<bkl 5476><tl 204>My bli{{s}{s}}e did double many folde.
<pmdv2 vpar52>
<bkl 5477><tl 205>And thus I thought with mannes blood,
<bkl 5478><tl 206>Such bli{{s}{s}}e might not be bought to deare.
<bkl 5479><tl 207>In {s}uch e{{s}t}ate my ioyes then {{s}t}ode:
<bkl 5480><tl 208>That of a change I had no feare.
<pmdv2 vpar53>
<bkl 5481><tl 209>But why {s}ing I {s}o long of bli{{s}{s}}e?
<bkl 5482><tl 210>It la{{s}t}eth not, that will away,
<bkl 5483><tl 211>Let me therfo{r}e bewaile the mi{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 5484><tl 212>And {s}ing the cau{s}e of my decay.

<bkl 5485><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Yet

<page.break><page 143><fol S4r><f i>
<bkl 5486><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar54>
<bkl 5487><tl 213>Yet all this while there liued none,
<bkl 5488><tl 214>That led his life mo{r}e plea{s}antly:
<bkl 5489><tl 215>No{r} vnder hap there was uot[[sic 'not']] one,
<bkl 5490><tl 216>Me thought, {s}o well at ea{s}e, as I.
<pmdv2 vpar55>
<bkl 5491><tl 217>But O blinde ioye, who may thee tru{{s}t}?
<bkl 5492><tl 218>Fo{r} no e{{s}t}ate thou can{{s}t} a{{s}{s}}ure?
<bkl 5493><tl 219>Thy faithfull vowes p{r}oue all vniu{{s}t}:
<bkl 5494><tl 220>Thy faire behe{{s}t}es be full vn{s}ure.
<pmdv2 vpar56>
<bkl 5495><tl 221>Good p{r}oufe by me: that but of late
<bkl 5496><tl 222>Not fully twenty dayes ago:
<bkl 5497><tl 223>Which thought my life was in {s}uch {{s}t}ate:
<bkl 5498><tl 224>That nought might wo{r}ke my hart this wo.
<pmdv2 vpar57>
<bkl 5499><tl 225>Yet hath the enemy of my ea{s}e,
<bkl 5500><tl 226>Mi{{s}h}appe I meane, that w{r}etched wight:
<bkl 5501><tl 227>Now when my life did mo{{s}t}e me plea{s}e:
<bkl 5502><tl 228>Deui{s}ed me {s}uch cruel {s}pight.
<pmdv2 vpar58>
<bkl 5503><tl 229>That from the hie{{s}t} place of all,
<bkl 5504><tl 230>As to the plea{s}yng of my thought,
<bkl 5505><tl 231>Downe to the deepe{{s}t} am I fall,
<bkl 5506><tl 232>And to my helpe auaileth nought,
<pmdv2 vpar59>
<bkl 5507><tl 233>Lo, thus are all my ioyes gone:
<bkl 5508><tl 234>And I am b{r}ought from happine{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 5509><tl 235>Continually to waile, and mone.
<bkl 5510><tl 236>Lo, {s}uch is fo{r}tunes {{s}t}ablene{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar60>
<bkl 5511><tl 237>In welth I thought {s}uch {s}uretie,
<bkl 5512><tl 238>That plea{s}ure {{s}h}ould haue ended neuer.
<bkl 5513><tl 239>But now (alas) aduer{s}itie,
<bkl 5514><tl 240>Doth make my {s}ingyng cea{s}e fo{r} euer.
<pmdv2 vpar61>
<bkl 5515><tl 241>O b{r}ittle ioye, O {{s}l}idyng bli{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 5516><tl 242>O fraile plea{s}ure, O welth vn{{s}t}able:
<bkl 5517><tl 243>Who feles thee mo{{s}t}, he {{s}h}all not mi{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 5518><tl 244>At length to be made mi{s}erable.
<pmdv2 vpar62>
<bkl 5519><tl 245>Fo{r} all mu{{s}t} end as doth my bli{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 5520><tl 246>There is none other certentie.
<bkl 5521><tl 247>And at the end the wo{r}{{s}t} is his,
<bkl 5522><tl 248>That mo{{s}t} hath knowen p{r}o{s}peritie.
<pmdv2 vpar63>
<bkl 5523><tl 249>Fo{r} he that neuer bli{{s}{s}}e a{{s}{s}}aied,
<bkl 5524><tl 250>May well away with w{r}etchedne{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 5525><tl 251>But he {{s}h}all finde that hath it {s}ayd,
<bkl 5526><tl 252>A paine to part from plea{s}antne{{s}{s}}e:
<pmdv2 vpar64>
<bkl 5527><tl 253>As I doe now, fo{r} er I knew
<bkl 5528><tl 254>What plea{s}ure was: I felt no griefe,

<bkl 5529><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Like

<page.break><page 144><fol S4v><f i>
<bkl 5530><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5531><tl 255>Like vnto this, and it is true,
<bkl 5532><tl 256>That bli{{s}{s}}e hath b{r}ought me all this mi{s}chiefe.
<pmdv2 vpar65>
<bkl 5533><tl 257>But yet I haue not {s}ongen, how
<bkl 5534><tl 258>This mi{s}chiefe came: but I intend
<bkl 5535><tl 259>With wofull voice to {s}ing it now:
<bkl 5536><tl 260>And therwithall I make an end.
<pmdv2 vpar66>
<bkl 5537><tl 261>But Lo{r}d, now that it is begoon,
<bkl 5538><tl 262>I feele, my {s}prites are vexed {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 5539><tl 263>Oh, geue me b{r}eath till this be done:
<bkl 5540><tl 264>And after let me liue no mo{r}e,
<pmdv2 vpar67>
<bkl 5541><tl 265>Alas, the enmy of my life,
<bkl 5542><tl 266>The ender of all plea{s}antne{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 5543><tl 267>Alas, he b{r}ingeth all this {{s}t}rife,
<bkl 5544><tl 268>And cau{s}eth all this w{r}etchedne{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar68>
<bkl 5545><tl 269>Fo{r} in the middes of all the welth,
<bkl 5546><tl 270>That b{r}ought my hart to happine{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 5547><tl 271>This wicked death he came by {{s}t}elthe,
<bkl 5548><tl 272>And robde me of my ioyfulne{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar69>
<bkl 5549><tl 273>He came, when that I little thought
<bkl 5550><tl 274>Of ought, that might me vexe {s}o {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 5551><tl 275>And {s}odenly he b{r}ought to nought
<bkl 5552><tl 276>My plea{s}antne{{s}{s}}e fo{r} euermo{r}e,
<pmdv2 vpar70>
<bkl 5553><tl 277>He {{s}l}ew my ioye (alas, the w{r}etch)
<bkl 5554><tl 278>He {{s}l}ew my ioye, o{r} I was ware:
<bkl 5555><tl 279>And now (alas) no might may {{s}t}retch
<bkl 5556><tl 280>To {s}et an end to my great care.
<pmdv2 vpar71>
<bkl 5557><tl 281>Fo{r} by this cur{s}ed deadly {{s}t}roke,
<bkl 5558><tl 282>My bli{{s}{s}}e is lo{{s}t}, and I fo{r}lo{r}e:
<bkl 5559><tl 283>And no help may the lo{{s}{s}}e reuoke:
<bkl 5560><tl 284>Fo{r} lo{{s}t} it is fo{r} euermo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar72>
<bkl 5561><tl 285>And clo{s}ed vp are tho{s}e faire eyes,
<bkl 5562><tl 286>That gaue me fir{{s}t} the {s}igne of grace:
<bkl 5563><tl 287>My faire {s}wete foes, myne enemies,
<bkl 5564><tl 288>And earth dothe hide her plea{s}ant face.
<pmdv2 vpar73>
<bkl 5565><tl 289>The loke which did my life vpholde:
<bkl 5566><tl 290>And all my {s}o{r}owes did confounde:
<bkl 5567><tl 291>With which mo{r}e bli{{s}{s}}e then may be tolde:
<bkl 5568><tl 292>Alas, now lieth it vnder ground.
<pmdv2 vpar74>
<bkl 5569><tl 293>But cea{s}e, fo{r} I will {s}yng no mo{r}e:
<bkl 5570><tl 294>Since that my harme hath no red{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 5571><tl 295>But as a w{r}etche fo{r} euermo{r}e,
<bkl 5572><tl 296>My life will wa{{s}t}e with w{r}etchedne{{s}{s}}e.

<bkl 5573><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 145><fol T1r><f i>
<bkl 5574><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar75>
<bkl 5575><tl 297>And ending thys my wofull {s}ong,
<bkl 5576><tl 298>Now that it ended is and pa{{s}t}:
<bkl 5577><tl 299>I wold my life were but as long:
<bkl 5578><tl 300>And that this wo{r}d might be my la{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar76>
<bkl 5579><tl 301>Fo{r} loth{s}ome is that life (men {s}aye)
<bkl 5580><tl 302>That liketh not the liuers minde:
<bkl 5581><tl 303>Lo, thus I {s}eke myne owne decaye,
<bkl 5582><tl 304>And will, till that I may it finde .

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Fvll faire and white she is><pmdv1 poem186>
<bkl 5583><tl 0>Of his loue named white. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5584><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Vll faire and white {{s}h}e is, and White by name:
<bkl 5585><tl 2>Who{s}e white doth {{s}t}riue, the lillies white to {{s}t}aine:
<bkl 5586><tl 3>Who may contemne the bla{{s}t} of blacke defame:
<bkl 5587><tl 4>Who in darke night, can b{r}ing day b{r}ight againe.
<bkl 5588><tl 5>The ruddy ro{s}e inp{r}ea{s}eth, with cleare heew,
<bkl 5589><tl 6>In lips, and chekes, right o{r}ient to behold:
<bkl 5590><tl 7>That the nere ga{s}er may that bewty reew,
<bkl 5591><tl 8>And fele di{s}par{{s}t} in limmes the chilling cold:
<bkl 5592><tl 9>Fo{r} White, all white his bloodle{{s}{s}}e face wil be:
<bkl 5593><tl 10>The a{s}{{s}h}y pale {s}o alter will his cheare.
<bkl 5594><tl 11>But I that do po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e in full degree
<bkl 5595><tl 12>The harty loue of this my hart {s}o deare:
<bkl 5596><tl 13>So oft to me as {{s}h}e p{r}e{s}ents her face,
<bkl 5597><tl 14>Fo{r} ioye do fele my hart {s}p{r}ing from his place.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle What thing is that><pmdv1 poem187>
<bkl 5598><tl 0>Of the louers vnquiet
<bkl 5599><tl 0>{{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5600><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat thing is that which I bothe haue and lacke,
<bkl 5601><tl 2>With good will graunted yet it is denyed
<bkl 5602><tl 3>How may I be receiued and put abacke
<bkl 5603><tl 4>Alway doing and yet vnoccupied,
<bkl 5604><tl 5>Mo{{s}t} {{s}l}ow in that which I haue mo{{s}t} applied,
<bkl 5605><tl 6>Still thus to {s}eke, and le{s}e all that I winne,
<bkl 5606><tl 7>And that was ready is newe{{s}t} to begyn.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5607><tl 8>In riches finde I wilfull pouertie,
<bkl 5608><tl 9>In great plea{s}ure liue I in heauine{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 5609><tl 10>In much freedome I lacke my libertie,

<bkl 5610><tl 0><bkt sig> T.i.                         <bkt catchw> Nothing

<page.break><page 146><fol T1v><f i>
<bkl 5611><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5612><tl 11>Thus am I bothe in ioye and in di{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e.   (* catchword not carried over; line apparently missing *)
<bkl 5613><tl 12>And in few wo{r}des, if that I {{s}h}all be plaine,
<bkl 5614><tl 13>In Paradi{s}e I {s}u{ff}er all this paine.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle It is no fire><pmdv1 poem188>
<bkl 5615><tl 0>where good will is {s}ome profe
<bkl 5616><tl 0>will appere. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5617><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>T is no fire that geues no heate,
<bkl 5618><tl 2>Though it appeare neuer {s}o hotte:
<bkl 5619><tl 3>And they that runne and can not {s}weate,
<bkl 5620><tl 4>Are very leane and d{r}y God wot.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5621><tl 5>A perfect leche applieth his wittes,
<bkl 5622><tl 6>To gather herbes of all degrees:
<bkl 5623><tl 7>And feuers with their feruent fittes,
<bkl 5624><tl 8>Be cured with their contraries.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5625><tl 9>New wine will {s}earch to finde a vent,
<bkl 5626><tl 10>Although the ca{s}ke be neuer {s}o {{s}t}rong:
<bkl 5627><tl 11>And wit will walke when will is bent,
<bkl 5628><tl 12>Although the way be neuer {s}o long.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5629><tl 13>The rabbets runne vnder the rockes,
<bkl 5630><tl 14>The {s}nailes do clime the highe{{s}t} towers:
<bkl 5631><tl 15>Gunpowder cleaues the {{s}t}urdy blockes,
<bkl 5632><tl 16>A feruent will all thing deuowers.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5633><tl 17>When witt#e with will and diligent
<bkl 5634><tl 18>Apply them {s}elues, and match as mates,
<bkl 5635><tl 19>There can no want of re{s}ident,
<bkl 5636><tl 20>From fo{r}ce defende the ca{{s}t}ell gates.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5637><tl 21>Fo{r}getfulne{{s}{s}}e makes little ha{{s}t}e,
<bkl 5638><tl 22>And {{s}l}outh delites to lye full {s}oft:
<bkl 5639><tl 23>That telleth the deaf, his tale dothe wa{{s}t}e,
<bkl 5640><tl 24>And is full d{r}ye that craues full oft.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Alas that euer death><pmdv1 poem189>
<bkl 5641><tl 0>Ver{s}es written on the picture of
<bkl 5642><tl 0>{s}ir Iames wilford. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5643><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Las that euer death {s}uch vertues {{s}h}ould fo{r}let,
<bkl 5644><tl 2>As compa{{s}t} was within his co{r}ps, who{s}e picture is here {s}et.
<bkl 5645><tl 3>O{r} that it euer laye in any fo{r}tunes might,
<bkl 5646><tl 4>Th{r}ough depe di{s}daine his life to traine |{th}+t+| was {s}o wo{r}thy a wight

<bkl 5647><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 147><fol T2r><f i>
<bkl 5648><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5649><tl 5>Fo{r} {s}ith he fir{{s}t} began in armour to be clad,
<bkl 5650><tl 6>A wo{r}thier champion then he was yet Englande neuer had.
<bkl 5651><tl 7>And though recure be pa{{s}t}, his life to haue againe,
<bkl 5652><tl 8>Yet would I wi{{s}h} his wo{r}thine{{s}{s}}e in w{r}ityng to remaine.
<bkl 5653><tl 9>That men to minde might call how farre he did excell,
<bkl 5654><tl 10>At all a{{s}{s}}ayes to wynne the p{r}ai{s}e, which were to long to tell.
<bkl 5655><tl 11>And eke the re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e race that he full oft hath runne,
<bkl 5656><tl 12>In painfull plight fr|_o| place to place, where {s}eruice was to doon
<bkl 5657><tl 13>Then {{s}h}ould men well perceiue, my tale to be of trouth,
<bkl 5658><tl 14>And he to be the wo{r}thie{{s}t} wight that euer nature w{r}ought.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Shall I thus euer long><pmdv1 poem190>
<bkl 5659><tl 0>The ladye praieth the returne of  (* 'of' repeated next line *)
<bkl 5660><tl 0>of her louer abidyng on
<bkl 5661><tl 0>the {s}eas. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5662><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Hall I thus euer long, and be no whit the neare,
<bkl 5663><tl 2>And {{s}h}al I {{s}t}yll complayn to thee, the which me will not here?
<bkl 5664><tl 3>Alas {s}ay nay, {s}ay nay, and be no mo{r}e {s}o dome,
<bkl 5665><tl 4>But open thou thy manly mouth, and {s}ay that thou wilt come.
<bkl 5666><tl 5>Wherby my hart may thinke, although I {s}ee not thee,
<bkl 5667><tl 6>That thou wilt come thy wo{r}d {s}o {s}ware, if thou a liues man be.
<bkl 5668><tl 7>The roaryng hugy waues, they th{r}eaten my po{r}e gho{{s}t},
<bkl 5669><tl 8>And to{{s}{s}}e thee vp and downe the {s}eas, in daunger to be lo{{s}t}.
<bkl 5670><tl 9>Shall they not make me feare that they haue {s}walowed thee,
<bkl 5671><tl 10>But as thou art mo{{s}t} {s}ure aliue {s}o wilt thou come to me.
<bkl 5672><tl 11>Wherby I {{s}h}all go {s}ee thy {{s}h}ippe ride on the {{s}t}rande
<bkl 5673><tl 12>And thinke and {s}ay lo where he comes, and {s}ure here will he land.
<bkl 5674><tl 13>And then I {{s}h}all lift vp to thee my little hande,
<bkl 5675><tl 14>And thou {{s}h}alt thinke thine hert in ea{s}e, in helth to {s}e me {{s}t}and.
<bkl 5676><tl 15>And if thou come in dede (as Ch{r}i{{s}t} the {s}end to do,)
<bkl 5677><tl 16>Tho{s}e armes which mi{{s}{s}}e thee now {{s}h}all then imb{r}ace thee to.
<bkl 5678><tl 17>Ech vaine to euery ioynt, the liuely bloud {{s}h}all {s}p{r}ed,
<bkl 5679><tl 18>Which now fo{r} want of thy glad {s}ight, doth {{s}h}ow full pale |&| dead.
<bkl 5680><tl 19>But if thou {{s}l}ip thy trouth and do not come at all,
<bkl 5681><tl 20>As minutes in the clocke do {{s}t}rike {s}o call fo{r} death I {{s}h}all.
<bkl 5682><tl 21>To plea{s}e bothe thy fal{s}e hart, and rid my {s}elf from wo,
<bkl 5683><tl 22>That rather had to dye in trouth then liue fo{r}{s}aken {s}o.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The doutfull man><pmdv1 poem191>
<bkl 5684><tl 0>The meane e{{s}t}ate is be{{s}t}. <f bl>

<bkl 5685><tl 0><bkt sig> T.ii.                        <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 148><fol T2v><f i>
<bkl 5686><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5687><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He doutfull man hath feuers {{s}t}range
<bkl 5688><tl 2>And con{{s}t}ant hope is oft di{s}ea{s}ed,
<bkl 5689><tl 3>Di{s}paire can not but b{r}ede a change,
<bkl 5690><tl 4>No{r} {fl}etyng hartes can not be plea{s}de.
<bkl 5691><tl 5>Of all the{s}e badde, the be{{s}t} I thinke,
<bkl 5692><tl 6>Is well to hope, though fo{r}tune {{s}h}{r}inke.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5693><tl 7>De{s}ired thinges are not ay p{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 5694><tl 8>No{r} thinges denide left all vn{s}ought,
<bkl 5695><tl 9>No{r} new things to be loued be{{s}t},
<bkl 5696><tl 10>No{r} all o{ff}ers to be {s}et at nought,
<bkl 5697><tl 11>Where faithfull hart hath bene refu{s}de,
<bkl 5698><tl 12>The cho{s}ers wit was there abu{s}de.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5699><tl 13>The woful {{s}h}yppe of carefull {s}p{r}ite,
<bkl 5700><tl 14>Fletyng on {s}eas of wellyng teares,
<bkl 5701><tl 15>With {s}ayles of wi{{s}h}es b{r}oken quite,
<bkl 5702><tl 16>Hangyng on waues of dolefull feares,
<bkl 5703><tl 17>By {s}urge of {s}ighes at w{r}ecke nere hand,
<bkl 5704><tl 18>May fa{{s}t} no anker holde on land.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5705><tl 19>What helps the dyall to the blinde,
<bkl 5706><tl 20>O{r} els the clock without it {s}ound,
<bkl 5707><tl 21>O{r} who by d{r}eames dothe hope to finde,
<bkl 5708><tl 22>The hidden gold within the ground:
<bkl 5709><tl 23>Shal%be as free from cares and feares,
<bkl 5710><tl 24>As he that holds a wolfe by the eares.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5711><tl 25>And how much mad is he that thinkes
<bkl 5712><tl 26>To clime to heauen by the beames,
<bkl 5713><tl 27>What ioye alas, hath he that winkes,
<bkl 5714><tl 28>At Titan o{r} his golden {{s}t}remes,
<bkl 5715><tl 29>His ioyes not {s}ubiect to rea{s}ons lawes,
<bkl 5716><tl 30>That ioyeth mo{r}e then he hath cau{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5717><tl 31>Fo{r} as the Phenix that climeth hye,
<bkl 5718><tl 32>The {s}onne lightly in a{{s}h}es burneth,
<bkl 5719><tl 33>Againe, the Faulcon {s}o quicke of eye,
<bkl 5720><tl 34>Sone on the ground the net ma{{s}h}eth.
<bkl 5721><tl 35>Experience therfo{r}e the meane a{{s}{s}}urance,
<bkl 5722><tl 36>P{r}efers befo{r}e the doutfull plea{s}ance.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Sith that the way><pmdv1 poem192>
<bkl 5723><tl 0>The louer thinkes no payne to
<bkl 5724><tl 0>great, wherby he may ob{\-}
<bkl 5725><tl 0>taine his lady. <f bl>

<bkl 5726><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Sith

<page.break><page 149><fol T3r><f i>
<bkl 5727><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5728><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ith that the way to welth is woe,
<bkl 5729><tl 2>And after paynes plea{s}ure p{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 5730><tl 3>Whie {{s}h}ould I than di{s}paire {s}o.
<bkl 5731><tl 4>Ay bewailling mine vnre{{s}t},
<bkl 5732><tl 5>O{r} let to lede my liefe in paine,
<bkl 5733><tl 6>So wo{r}thy a lady to obtayne,
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5734><tl 7>The fi{{s}h}er man doth count no care,
<bkl 5735><tl 8>To ca{{s}t} hys nets to w{r}acke o{r} wa{{s}t},
<bkl 5736><tl 9>And in reward of eche mans {{s}h}are,
<bkl 5737><tl 10>A gogen gift is much imb{r}a{{s}t},
<bkl 5738><tl 11>Sould[[sic 'Should']] I than grudge it grief o{r} gall,
<bkl 5739><tl 12>That loke at length to whelm a whall.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5740><tl 13>The po{r}e m|_a| ploweth his gro|_u|d fo{r} graine,
<bkl 5741><tl 14>And {s}oweth his {s}eede increa{s}e to craue,
<bkl 5742><tl 15>And fo{r} thexpence of all hys paine.
<bkl 5743><tl 16>Oft holdes it hap his {s}eede to {s}aue,
<bkl 5744><tl 17>The{s}e pacient paines my part do {{s}h}ow,
<bkl 5745><tl 18>To long fo{r} loue er that I know.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5746><tl 19>And take no {s}ko{r}ne to {s}cape from {s}kill,
<bkl 5747><tl 20>To {s}pende my {s}pirites to {s}pare my {s}peche,
<bkl 5748><tl 21>To win fo{r} welth the want of will.
<bkl 5749><tl 22>And thus fo{r} re{{s}t} to rage I reche,
<bkl 5750><tl 23>Running my race as rect vpright:
<bkl 5751><tl 24>Till teares of truth appea{s}e my plight.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5752><tl 25>And plant my plaint within her b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 5753><tl 26>Who doubtles may re{{s}t}o{r}e againe,
<bkl 5754><tl 27>My harmes to helth my ruthe to re{{s}t}.
<bkl 5755><tl 28>That laced is within her chayne,
<bkl 5756><tl 29>Fo{r} ear{{s}t} ne are the grieues {s}o gret:
<bkl 5757><tl 30>As is the ioy when loue is met.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5758><tl 31>Fo{r} who couets {s}o high to clim,
<bkl 5759><tl 32>As doth the birde that pitfoll toke,
<bkl 5760><tl 33>O{r} who delightes {s}o {s}wift to {s}wim.
<bkl 5761><tl 34>As doth the fi{{s}h}e that {s}capes the hoke,
<bkl 5762><tl 35>If the{s}e had neuer entred woe:
<bkl 5763><tl 36>How mought they haue reioy{s}ed {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5764><tl 37>But yet alas ye louers all,
<bkl 5765><tl 38>That here me ioy thus le{{s}{s}}e reioyce,
<bkl 5766><tl 39>Iudge not amys what{s}o befall.
<bkl 5767><tl 40>In me there lieth no power of choy{s}e,
<bkl 5768><tl 41>It is but hope that doth me moue:
<bkl 5769><tl 42>Who {{s}t}anderd bearer is to loue.

<bkl 5770><tl 0><bkt sig> T.iii.                       <bkt catchw> On

<page.break><page 150><fol T3v><f i>
<bkl 5771><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 5772><tl 43>On who{s}e en{s}igne when I beholde,
<bkl 5773><tl 44>I {s}e the {{s}h}adowe of her {{s}h}ape,
<bkl 5774><tl 45>Within my faith {s}o fa{{s}t} I folde:
<bkl 5775><tl 46>Th{r}ough d{r}ead I die, th{r}ough hope I {s}cape,
<bkl 5776><tl 47>Thus ea{s}e and wo full oft I finde,
<bkl 5777><tl 48>What will you mo{r}e {{s}h}e knoweth my minde.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle A student at his boke><pmdv1 poem193>
<bkl 5778><tl 0>Of a new maried Student. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5779><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl> Student at his boke {s}o pla{{s}t},
<bkl 5780><tl 2>That welth he might haue wonne:
<bkl 5781><tl 3>From boke to wife did {fl}ete in ha{{s}t}e,
<bkl 5782><tl 4>From wealth to wo to runne.
<bkl 5783><tl 5>Now, who hath plaied a feater ca{{s}t},
<bkl 5784><tl 6>Since iuglyng fir{{s}t} begoon ?
<bkl 5785><tl 7>In knittyng of him {s}elfe {s}o fa{{s}t},
<bkl 5786><tl 8>Him {s}elfe he hath vndoon.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Who craftly castes to stere><pmdv1 poem194>
<bkl 5787><tl 0>{P} The meane e{{s}t}ate is to be  
<bkl 5788><tl 0>accompted the be{{s}t}. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5789><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Ho craftly ca{{s}t}es to {{s}t}ere his boate  (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-height block
space *)
<bkl 5790><tl 2>and {s}afely {s}koures the flattering flood:
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5791><tl 3>He cutteth not the greate{{s}t} waues
<bkl 5792><tl 4>fo{r} why that way were nothing good.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5793><tl 5>Ne fleteth on the crocked {{s}h}o{r}e
<bkl 5794><tl 6>le{{s}t} harme him happe awayting le{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5795><tl 7>But wines away betwene th|_e| both,
<bkl 5796><tl 8>as who would {s}ay the meane is be{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5797><tl 9>Who waiteth on the gold|_e| meane,
<bkl 5798><tl 10>he put in point of {s}ickernes:
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5799><tl 11>Hides not his head in {{s}l}utti{{s}h}e coates,
<bkl 5800><tl 12>ne {{s}h}{r}oudes him{s}elf in filthines.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5801><tl 13>Ne {s}ittes aloft in hye e{{s}t}ate,
<bkl 5802><tl 14>where hatefull hartes enuie his chance:
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 5803><tl 15>But wi{s}ely walkes betwixt them twaine,
<bkl 5804><tl 16>ne p{r}oudly doth him{s}elf auance
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 5805><tl 17>The highe{{s}t} tree in all the woode
<bkl 5806><tl 18>is rife{{s}t} rent with blu{{s}t}ring windes:

<bkl 5807><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 151><fol T4r><f i>
<bkl 5808><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 5809><tl 19>The higher hall the greater fall
<bkl 5810><tl 20>{s}uch chance haue p{r}oude and lofty mindes.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 5811><tl 21>When Iupiter from hie doth threat
<bkl 5812><tl 22>with mo{r}tall mace and dint of thunder
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 5813><tl 23>the highe{{s}t} hilles ben batrid eft
<bkl 5814><tl 24>when they {{s}t}and {{s}t}ill that {{s}t}oden vnder
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 5815><tl 25>The man who{s}e head with wit is fraught
<bkl 5816><tl 26>in welth will feare a wo{r}{s}er tide
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 5817><tl 27>When fo{r}tune failes di{s}paireth nought
<bkl 5818><tl 28>but con{{s}t}antly doth {{s}t}il abide
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 5819><tl 29>Fo{r} he that {s}endith gri{s}ely {{s}t}o{r}mes
<bkl 5820><tl 30>with whi{s}king windes and bitter bla{{s}t}es
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 5821><tl 31>And fowlth with haile the winters face
<bkl 5822><tl 32>and frotes the {s}oile with ho{r}y fro{{s}t}es
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 5823><tl 33>Euen he adawth the fo{r}ce of colde
<bkl 5824><tl 34>the {s}p{r}ing in {s}endes with {s}omer hote
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 5825><tl 35>The {s}ame full oft to {{s}t}o{r}my hartes
<bkl 5826><tl 36>is cau{s}e of bale: of ioye the roote.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 5827><tl 37>Not always il though {s}o be now
<bkl 5828><tl 38>when cloudes ben d{r}iuen then rides the racke
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 5829><tl 39>Phebus the fre{{s}h} ne {{s}h}oteth {{s}t}ill
<bkl 5830><tl 40>{s}ometime he harpes his mu{s}e to wake
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 5831><tl 41>Stand {{s}t}if therfo{r}e pluck vp thy hart
<bkl 5832><tl 42>lo{s}e not thy po{r}t though fo{r}tune faile
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 5833><tl 43>Againe whan wind doth {s}erue at will
<bkl 5834><tl 44>take hede to hye to hoy{s}e thy {s}aile.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle I lent my loue to losse><pmdv1 poem195>  
<bkl 5835><tl 0>{P} The louer refu{s}ed lamen{\-}
<bkl 5836><tl 0>teth his e{{s}t}ate. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5837><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Lent my loue to lo{{s}{s}}e and gaged my life in vaine,
<bkl 5838><tl 2>If hate fo{r} loue and death fo{r} life of louers be the gaine.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5839><tl 3>And cur{s}e I may by cour{s}e the place eke time and how{r}e
<bkl 5840><tl 4>That nature fir{{s}t} in me did fo{r}me to be a liues creature
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5841><tl 5>Sith that I mu{{s}t} ab{s}ent my {s}elfe {s}o {s}ecretly
<bkl 5842><tl 6>In place de{s}ert where neuer man my {s}ecretes {{s}h}all di{s}crye
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5843><tl 7>In dolling of my dayes among the bea{{s}t}es {s}o b{r}ute
<bkl 5844><tl 8>Who with their tonges may not bew{r}ay the {s}ecretes of my {s}ute
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5845><tl 9>No{r} I in like to them may once to moue my minde
<bkl 5846><tl 10>But ga{s}e on them aud[[sic 'and']] they on me as be{{s}t}es are wont of kinde
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5847><tl 11>Thus ranging as refu{s}de to reche {s}ome place of re{{s}t},

<bkl 5848><tl 0><bkt sig> T.iiii,                      <bkt catchw> All

<page.break><page 152><fol T4v><f i>
<bkl 5849><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5850><tl 12>All ru{ff} of heare, my nayles vnnocht, as to {s}uch {s}emeth be{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5851><tl 13>That wander by they{r} wittes, defo{r}med {s}o to be,
<bkl 5852><tl 14>That men may {s}ay, {s}uch one may cur{s}e the tyme he fir{{s}t} gan {s}e,
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 5853><tl 15>The beauty of her face, her {{s}h}ape in {s}uch degree,
<bkl 5854><tl 16>As god him{s}elf may not di{s}cerne, one place mended to be.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 5855><tl 17>No{r} place it in lyke place, my fan{s}y fo{r} to plea{s}e,
<bkl 5856><tl 18>Who would become a heardmans hy{r}e one how{r}e to haue of ea{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 5857><tl 19>Wherby I might re{{s}t}o{r}e, to me {s}ome {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}nes,
<bkl 5858><tl 20>That haue mo thoughts hept in my head then life may l|_o|g di{s}ges.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 5859><tl 21>As oft to th{r}ow me downe vpon the earth {s}o cold,
<bkl 5860><tl 22>Wheras with teares mo{{s}t} rufully, my {s}o{r}owes do vnfold.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 5861><tl 23>And in beholding them, I chiefly call to mynd,
<bkl 5862><tl 24>What woman could find in her heart, {s}uch bondage fo{r} to bynd.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 5863><tl 25>Then ra{{s}h}ly furth I yede, to ca{{s}t} me from that care,
<bkl 5864><tl 26>Lyke as the by{r}d fo{r} foode doth flye, and lighteth in the {s}nare.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 5865><tl 27>From whence I may not meue, vntil my race be roon,
<bkl 5866><tl 28>So trayned is my truth th{r}ough her, |{th}+t+| thinkes my life well woon.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 5867><tl 29>Thus to{{s}{s}}e I too and fro, in hope to haue reliefe,
<bkl 5868><tl 30>But in the fine I fynd not {s}o, it doubleth but my grief.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 5869><tl 31>Wherfo{r}e I will my want, a warning fo{r} to be,
<bkl 5870><tl 32>Vnto all men, wi{{s}h}ing that they, a my{r}rour make of me.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle When dredful swelling seas><pmdv1 poem196>
<bkl 5871><tl 0>The felicitie of a mind imbracing ver{\-}
<bkl 5872><tl 0>tue, that beholdeth the wretched
<bkl 5873><tl 0>de{s}yres of the worlde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5874><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>H|_e| d{r}edful {s}welling {s}eas, th{r}ough boi{{s}t}erous windy bla{{s}t}es
<bkl 5875><tl 2>So to{{s}{s}}e the {{s}h}ippes, that al fo{r} nought, {s}erues anco{r} {s}ayle |&| ma{{s}t}es.  (* 1 word from following
line *)
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5876><tl 3>Who takes not plea{s}ure then, {s}afely on {{s}h}o{r}e to re{{s}t},
<bkl 5877><tl 4>And {s}ee with d{r}eade |&| depe de{s}pay{r}e, how {{s}h}ipmen are di{{s}t}re{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5878><tl 5>Not that we plea{s}ure take, when others felen {s}mart,
<bkl 5879><tl 6>Our gladnes groweth to {s}ee their harmes, |&| yet to fele no parte.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5880><tl 7>Delyght we take al{s}o, well ranged in aray,
<bkl 5881><tl 8>When armies meete to {s}ee the fight, yet free be from the fray.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5882><tl 9>But yet among the re{{s}t}, no ioy may match with this,
<bkl 5883><tl 10>Ta{s}pay{r}e vnto the temple hye, where wi{s}dom troned is.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5884><tl 11>Defended with the {s}aws of ho{r}y heades expert,
<bkl 5885><tl 12>Which clere it kepe fr|_o| errours my{{s}t}, that myght the truth peruert.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5886><tl 13>From whence thou may{{s}t} loke down, and {s}ee as vnder foote,
<bkl 5887><tl 14>Mans w|_a|d{r}ing wil |&| doutful life, fr|_o| wh|_e|ce they take their roote.

<bkl 5888><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Howe

<page.break><page 153><fol V1r><f i>
<bkl 5889><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5890><tl 15>How {s}ome by wit contend by p{r}owes {s}ome to ri{s}e
<bkl 5891><tl 16>Riches and rule to gaine and hold is all that men deui{s}e.
<bkl 5892><tl 17>O mi{s}erable mindes O hertes in folly d{r}ent
<bkl 5893><tl 18>Why {s}e you not what blindne{{s}{s}}e in thys w{r}etched life is {s}pent.
<bkl 5894><tl 19>Body deuoyde of grefe mynde free from care and d{r}eede
<bkl 5895><tl 20>Is all and {s}ome that nature craues wherwith our life to feede.
<bkl 5896><tl 21>So that fo{r} natures turne few thinges may well {s}u{ff}ice
<bkl 5897><tl 22>Dolour and grief clene to expell and {s}ome delight {s}urp{r}ice:
<bkl 5898><tl 23>Yea and it falleth oft that nature mo{r}e contente
<bkl 5899><tl 24>Is with the le{{s}{s}}e, then when the mo{r}e to cau{s}e delight is {s}pent.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The winter with his griesly stormes><pmdv1 poem197>
<bkl 5900><tl 0>All worldly plea{s}ures fade. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5901><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He winter with his grie{s}ly {{s}t}o{r}mes no lenger dare abyde,
<bkl 5902><tl 2>The ple{s}ant gra{{s}{s}}e, with lu{{s}t}y grene, the earth hath newly dyde.
<bkl 5903><tl 3>The trees haue leues, |{th}+e+| bowes don {s}p{r}ed, new ch|_a|ged is |{th}+e+| yere.
<bkl 5904><tl 4>The water b{r}okes are cleane {s}onke down, the ple{s}|_a|t b|_a|kes apere.
<bkl 5905><tl 5>The {s}p{r}ing is come, the goodly nimphes now da|_u|ce in euery place
<bkl 5906><tl 6>Thus hath the yere mo{{s}t} ple{s}antly of late ychangde his face.
<bkl 5907><tl 7>Hope fo{r} no immo{r}talitie, fo{r} welth will weare away,
<bkl 5908><tl 8>As we may learne by euery yere, yea how{r}es of euery day.
<bkl 5909><tl 9>Fo{r} Zepharus doth mollifye the colde and blu{{s}t}ering windes:
<bkl 5910><tl 10>The {s}omers d{r}ought doth take away |{th}+e+| {s}p{r}yng out of our minds.
<bkl 5911><tl 11>And yet the {s}omer cannot la{{s}t}, but once mu{{s}t} {{s}t}ep a{s}yde,
<bkl 5912><tl 12>Th|_e| Autumn thinkes to kepe hys place, but Autumn c|_a|not bide.
<bkl 5913><tl 13>Fo{r} when he hath b{r}ought furth his fruits |&| {{s}t}uft |{th}+e+| barns |w+t+| co{r}n,
<bkl 5914><tl 14>The winter eates |&| empties all, and thus is Autumn wo{r}ne.
<bkl 5915><tl 15>Then ho{r}y fro{{s}t}es po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e the place, th|_e| t|_e|pe{{s}t}es wo{r}k much harm,
<bkl 5916><tl 16>Th|_e| rage of {{s}t}o{r}mes done make al colde whiche {s}omer had made {s}o warm (* 1 word from following line *)
<bkl 5917><tl 17>Wherfo{r}e let no man put his tru{{s}t} in that, that will decay,
<bkl 5918><tl 18>Fo{r} {s}lipper welth will not c|_u|tinue, ple{s}ure will weare away.
<bkl 5919><tl 19>Fo{r} when that we haue lo{{s}t} our lyfe, |&| lye vnder a {{s}t}one,
<bkl 5920><tl 20>What are we then, we are but earth, then is our plea{s}ure gon.
<bkl 5921><tl 21>No man can tell what god almight of euery wight doth ca{{s}t},
<bkl 5922><tl 22>No man can {s}ay to day I liue, till mo{r}ne my lyfe {{s}h}all la{{s}t}.
<bkl 5923><tl 23>Fo{r} when thou {{s}h}alt befo{r}e thy iudge {{s}t}and to receiue thy dome,
<bkl 5924><tl 24>What {s}entence Minos dothe p{r}onounce that mu{{s}t} of thee become.
<bkl 5925><tl 25>Then {{s}h}all not noble {{s}t}ock and blud redeme the fr|_o| his handes,
<bkl 5926><tl 26>No{r} {s}urged talke with eloquence {{s}h}al low{s}e thee fr|_o| his bandes.
<bkl 5927><tl 27>No{r} yet thy lyfe vp{r}ightly lead, can help thee out of hell,
<bkl 5928><tl 28>Fo{r} who de{s}cendeth downe {s}o depe, mu{{s}t} there abyde |&| dwell.

<bkl 5929><tl 0><bkt sig> V.i.                         <bkt catchw> Diana

<page.break><page 154><fol V1v><f i>
<bkl 5930><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5931><tl 29>Diana could not thence deliuer cha{{s}t}e Hypolitus,
<bkl 5932><tl 30>No{r} The{s}#eus could not call to life his frende Periothous.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle In sekyng rest><pmdv1 poem198>
<bkl 5933><tl 0>A complaint of the lo{{s}{s}}e of libertie
<bkl 5934><tl 0>by loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5935><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N {s}ekyng re{{s}t} vnre{{s}t} I finde,
<bkl 5936><tl 2>I finde that welth is cau{s}e of wo:
<bkl 5937><tl 3>Wo wo{r}th the time that I inclinde,
<bkl 5938><tl 4>To fixe in minde her beauty {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5939><tl 5>That day be darkened as the night,
<bkl 5940><tl 6>Let furious rage it cleane deuour:
<bkl 5941><tl 7>Ne {s}unne no{r} moone therin geue light,
<bkl 5942><tl 8>But it con{s}ume with {{s}t}o{r}me and {{s}h}ower.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 5943><tl 9>Let no {s}mall birdes {{s}t}raine fo{r}th their voyce,
<bkl 5944><tl 10>With plea{s}ant tunes ne yet no bea{{s}t}:
<bkl 5945><tl 11>Finde cau{s}e wherat he may reioyce,
<bkl 5946><tl 12>That day when chaunced mine vnre{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 5947><tl 13>Wherin alas from me was raught,
<bkl 5948><tl 14>Mine owne free choy{s}e and quiet minde:
<bkl 5949><tl 15>My life my death in balance b{r}aught
<bkl 5950><tl 16>And rea{s}on ra{s}de th{r}ough barke and rinde.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 5951><tl 17>And I as yet in {fl}ower of age,
<bkl 5952><tl 18>Bothe witte and will did {{s}t}ill aduaunce:
<bkl 5953><tl 19>Ay to re{s}i{{s}t} that burnyng rage:
<bkl 5954><tl 20>But when I darte then did I glaunce.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 5955><tl 21>Nothing to me did {s}eme {s}o hye,
<bkl 5956><tl 22>In minde I could it {{s}t}raight attaine:
<bkl 5957><tl 23>Fan{s}y per{s}uaded me therby,
<bkl 5958><tl 24>Loue to e{{s}t}eme a thing mo{{s}t} vaine.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 5959><tl 25>But as the birde vpon the b{r}ier,
<bkl 5960><tl 26>Dothe p{r}icke and p{r}oyne her without care:
<bkl 5961><tl 27>Not knowyng alas po{r}e fole how nere
<bkl 5962><tl 28>She is vnto the fowlers {s}nare,
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 5963><tl 29>So I amid di{s}ceitfull tru{{s}t},
<bkl 5964><tl 30>Did not mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t} {s}uch wofull happe:
<bkl 5965><tl 31>Till cruell loue er that I wi{{s}t}
<bkl 5966><tl 32>Had caught me in his carefull trappe.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 5967><tl 33>Then did I fele and partly know,
<bkl 5968><tl 34>How little fo{r}ce in me did raigne:

<bkl 5969><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> So

<page.break><page 155><fol V2r><f i>
<bkl 5970><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 5971><tl 35>So {s}one to yelde to ouerth{r}ow,
<bkl 5972><tl 36>So fraile to {fl}it from ioye to paine.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 5973><tl 37>Fo{r} when in welth will did me leade
<bkl 5974><tl 38>Of libertie to hoy{s}e my {s}aile:
<bkl 5975><tl 39>To hale at {{s}h}ete and ca{{s}t} my leade,
<bkl 5976><tl 40>I thought free choi{s}e wold {{s}t}ill p{r}euaile
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 5977><tl 41>In who{s}e calme {{s}t}reames I {s}ayld {s}o farre
<bkl 5978><tl 42>No ragyng {{s}t}o{r}me had in re{s}pect:
<bkl 5979><tl 43>Vntyll I ray{s}de a goodly {{s}t}arre,
<bkl 5980><tl 44>Wherto my cour{s}e I did direct.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 5981><tl 45>In who{s}e p{r}o{s}pect in doolfull wi{s}e,
<bkl 5982><tl 46>My tackle failde my compa{{s}{s}}e b{r}ake:
<bkl 5983><tl 47>Th{r}ough hote de{s}ires {s}uch {{s}t}o{r}mes did ri{s}e,
<bkl 5984><tl 48>That {{s}t}erne and toppe went all to w{r}ake.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 5985><tl 49>Oh cruell happe oh fatall chaunce,
<bkl 5986><tl 50>O Fo{r}tune why were thou vnkinde:
<bkl 5987><tl 51>Without regard thus in a traunce,
<bkl 5988><tl 52>To reue fro me my ioyfull minde.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 5989><tl 53>Where I was free now mu{{s}t} I {s}erue,
<bkl 5990><tl 54>Where I was lo{s}e now am I bounde:
<bkl 5991><tl 55>In death my life I do p{r}e{s}erue,
<bkl 5992><tl 56>As one th{r}ough girt with many a wound.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Geue place you Ladies><pmdv1 poem199>
<bkl 5993><tl 0>A prai{s}e of his La{\-}
<bkl 5994><tl 0>dye. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 5995><tl 1><f 2bki>G<f bl>Eue place you Ladies and be gon,
<bkl 5996><tl 2>Boa{{s}t} not your {s}elues at all:
<bkl 5997><tl 3>Fo{r} here at hande app{r}ocheth one
<bkl 5998><tl 4>Who{s}e face will {{s}t}aine you all.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 5999><tl 5>The vertue of her liuely lokes,
<bkl 6000><tl 6>Excels the p{r}ecious {{s}t}one:
<bkl 6001><tl 7>I wi{{s}h}e to haue none other bokes
<bkl 6002><tl 8>To read o{r} loke vpon.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6003><tl 9>In eche of her two cri{{s}t}all eyes,
<bkl 6004><tl 10>Smileth a naked boye:
<bkl 6005><tl 11>It would you all in hart {s}u{ff}i{s}e
<bkl 6006><tl 12>To {s}ee that lampe of ioye.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6007><tl 13>I thinke nature hath lo{{s}t} the moulde,
<bkl 6008><tl 14>Where {{s}h}e her {{s}h}ape did take:

<bkl 6009><tl 0><bkt sig> V.ii.                        <bkt catchw> O{r}

<page.break><page 156><fol V2v><f i>
<bkl 6010><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6011><tl 15>O{r} els I doubt if nature could,
<bkl 6012><tl 16>So faire a creature make.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6013><tl 17>She may be well comparde
<bkl 6014><tl 18>Vnto the Phenix kinde:
<bkl 6015><tl 19>Who{s}e like was neuer {s}ene no{r} heard,
<bkl 6016><tl 20>That any man can finde.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6017><tl 21>In life {{s}h}e is Diana cha{{s}t},
<bkl 6018><tl 22>In trouth Penelopey:
<bkl 6019><tl 23>In wo{r}d and eke in dede {{s}t}edfa{{s}t},
<bkl 6020><tl 24>What will you mo{r}e we {s}ey.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6021><tl 25>If all the wo{r}ld were {s}ought {s}o farre,
<bkl 6022><tl 26>Who could finde {s}uch a wight:
<bkl 6023><tl 27>Her beauty twinkleth like a {{s}t}arre,
<bkl 6024><tl 28>Within the fro{{s}t}y night.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6025><tl 29>Her ro{s}iall colour comes and goes,
<bkl 6026><tl 30>With {s}uch a comely grace:
<bkl 6027><tl 31>Mo{r}e redier to then doth the ro{s}e,
<bkl 6028><tl 32>Within her liuely face.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 6029><tl 33>At Bacchus fea{{s}t} none {{s}h}all her mete,
<bkl 6030><tl 34>Ne at no wanton play:
<bkl 6031><tl 35>No{r} ga{s}yng in an open {{s}t}rete,
<bkl 6032><tl 36>No{r} gaddyng as a {{s}t}ray.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 6033><tl 37>The mode{{s}t} mirth that {{s}h}e dethe[[sic 'dothe']] v{s}e, (* 'e' in 'dethe' inverted *)
<bkl 6034><tl 38>Is mixt with {{s}h}amefa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 6035><tl 39>All vice {{s}h}e dothe wholy refu{s}e,
<bkl 6036><tl 40>And hateth ydlene{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 6037><tl 41>O lo{r}d it is a wo{r}ld to {s}ee,
<bkl 6038><tl 42>How vertue can repaire:
<bkl 6039><tl 43>And decke in her {s}uch hone{{s}t}ie,
<bkl 6040><tl 44>Whom nature made {s}o fay{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 6041><tl 45>Truely {{s}h}e dothe as farre excede,
<bkl 6042><tl 46>Our women now adayes:
<bkl 6043><tl 47>As dothe the Ieli{fl}oure a wede,
<bkl 6044><tl 48>And mo{r}e a thou{s}ande wayes.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 6045><tl 49>How might I do to get a gra{ff}e:
<bkl 6046><tl 50>Of this vn{s}potted tree.
<bkl 6047><tl 51>Fo{r} all the re{{s}t} are plaine but cha{ff}e,
<bkl 6048><tl 52>Which {s}eme good co{r}ne to be.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 6049><tl 53>This gift alone I {{s}h}all her geue
<bkl 6050><tl 54>When death doth what he can:
<bkl 6051><tl 55>Her hone{{s}t} fame {{s}h}all euer liue,
<bkl 6052><tl 56>Within the mouth of man.

<bkl 6053><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 157><fol V3r><f i>
<bkl 6054><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Experience now doth shew><pmdv1 poem200>
<bkl 6055><tl 0>The pore e{{s}t}ate to be holden
<bkl 6056><tl 0>for be{{s}t}. <tt poem> (* acrostic, spelling 'EDWARDE SOMERSE' *)
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6057><tl 1><f 2bki>E<f bl>Xperience now doth {{s}h}ew what God vs taught befo{r}e,
<bkl 6058><tl 2>D#e{s}ired pompe is vaine, and {s}eldome dothe it la{{s}t}:
<bkl 6059><tl 3>W#ho climbes to raigne with kinges, may rue his fate full {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 6060><tl 4>A#las the wofull ende that comes with care full fa{{s}t},
<bkl 6061><tl 5>R#eiect him dothe renowne his pompe full lowe is ca{{s}t}e.
<bkl 6062><tl 6>D#eceiued is the birde by {s}wetene{{s}{s}}e of the call
<bkl 6063><tl 7>E#xpell that plea{s}ant ta{{s}t}e, wherein is bitter gall.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6064><tl 8>S#uch as with oten cakes in po{r}e e{{s}t}ate abides,
<bkl 6065><tl 9>O#f care haue they no cure, the crab with mirth they ro{{s}t},
<bkl 6066><tl 10>M#o{r}e ea{s}e fele they then tho{s}e, that from their height downe {{s}l}ides
<bkl 6067><tl 11>E#xce{{s}{s}}e doth b{r}ede their wo, they {s}aile in {s}cillas co{{s}t},
<bkl 6068><tl 12>R#emainyng in the {{s}t}o{r}mes till {{s}h}yp and all be lo{{s}t}.
<bkl 6069><tl 13>S#erue God therfo{r}e thou po{r}e, fo{r} lo, thou liues in re{{s}t},
<bkl 6070><tl 14>E#{s}chue the golden hall, thy thatched hou{s}e is be{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Thestilis a sely man><pmdv1 poem201>
<bkl 6071><tl 0>The complaint of The{{s}t}ilis amid
<bkl 6072><tl 0>the de{s}ert wodde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6073><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He{{s}t}ilis a {s}ely man, when loue did him fo{r}{s}ake,
<bkl 6074><tl 2>In mourning wi{s}e, amid |{th}+e+| woods thus gan his plaint to make.
<bkl 6075><tl 3>Ah wofull man (quod he) fallen is thy lot to mone
<bkl 6076><tl 4>And pyne away |w+t+| carefull thoughts, vnto thy loue vnknowen.
<bkl 6077><tl 5>Thy lady thee fo{r}{s}akes whom thou did{{s}t} hono{r} {s}o
<bkl 6078><tl 6>That ay to her thou wer a frend, and to thy {s}elf a foe.
<bkl 6079><tl 7>Ye louers that haue lo{{s}t} your heartes de{s}y{r}ed choy{s}e,
<bkl 6080><tl 8>Lament with me my cruell happe, |&| helpe my trembling voyce.
<bkl 6081><tl 9>Was neuer man that {{s}t}ode {s}o great in fo{r}tunes grace:
<bkl 6082><tl 10>No{r} with his {s}wete alas to deare po{{s}{s}}e{{s}t} {s}o high a place.
<bkl 6083><tl 11>As I who{s}e {s}imple hart aye thought him {s}elfe full {s}ure,
<bkl 6084><tl 12>But now I {s}e hye {s}p{r}ingyng tides they may not aye endure.
<bkl 6085><tl 13>She knowes my giltele{{s}{s}}e hart, and yet {{s}h}e lets it pine,
<bkl 6086><tl 14>Of her vntrue p{r}ofe{{s}{s}}ed loue {s}o feble is the twine.
<bkl 6087><tl 15>What wonder is it than, if I berent my heeres,
<bkl 6088><tl 16>And crauyng death continually do bathe my {s}elfe in teares,
<bkl 6089><tl 17>When Cre{s}us king of Lide was ca{{s}t} in cruell bandes,
<bkl 6090><tl 18>And yelded goodes and life al{s}o into his enemies handes.

<bkl 6091><tl 0><bkt sig> V.iii,                       <bkt catchw> What

<page.break><page 158><fol V3v><f i>
<bkl 6092><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6093><tl 19>What tong could tell hys wo yet was hys griefe much le{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 6094><tl 20>Then mine fo{r} I haue lo{{s}t} my loue which might my woe red{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 6095><tl 21>Ye woodes that {{s}h}{r}oud my limes giue now your holow {s}ound,
<bkl 6096><tl 22>That ye may helpe me to bewaile the cares that me confound.
<bkl 6097><tl 23>Ye riuers re{{s}t} a while and {{s}t}ay the {{s}t}remes that runne,
<bkl 6098><tl 24>Rew The{{s}t}ilis mo{{s}t} woful man that liueth vnder {s}unne.
<bkl 6099><tl 25>Tran{s}po{r}t my {s}ighes ye windes vnto my plea{s}ant foe,
<bkl 6100><tl 26>My trickling teares {{s}h}all witne{{s}{s}}e bear of this my cruell woe.
<bkl 6101><tl 27>O happy man wer I if all the goddes agreed:
<bkl 6102><tl 28>That now the {s}u{{s}t}ers th{r}ee {{s}h}ould cut in twaine my fatall th{r}ede.
<bkl 6103><tl 29>Till life with loue {{s}h}all ende I here re{s}igne all ioy:
<bkl 6104><tl 30>Thy plea{s}ant {s}wete I now lament who{s}e lack b{r}edes myne anoy
<bkl 6105><tl 31>Farewell my deare therfo{r}e farewell to me well knowne
<bkl 6106><tl 32>If that I die it {{s}h}al%be {s}ayd that thou ha{{s}t} {s}laine thine owne.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Nature that taught><pmdv1 poem202>
<bkl 6107><tl 0>{P} The louer praieth pity {s}howing that  
<bkl 6108><tl 0>nature hath taught his dog as it
<bkl 6109><tl 0>were to {s}ue for the {s}ame by
<bkl 6110><tl 0>ki{{s}{s}}ing his ladies handes. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6111><tl 1><f 2bki>N<f bl>Ature that taught my {s}illy dog god wat:
<bkl 6112><tl 2>Euen fo{r} my {s}ake to like where I do loue,
<bkl 6113><tl 3>Info{r}ced him wheras my lady {s}at
<bkl 6114><tl 4>With humble {s}ute befo{r}e her falling flat.
<bkl 6115><tl 5>As in his {s}o{r}te he might her play and moue
<bkl 6116><tl 6>To rue vpon his lo{r}d and not fo{r}gete
<bkl 6117><tl 7>The {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} faith he beareth her and loue,
<bkl 6118><tl 8>Ki{{s}{s}}ing her hand whom {{s}h}e could not remoue.
<bkl 6119><tl 9>Away that would fo{r} frowning no{r} fo{r} th{r}ete
<bkl 6120><tl 10>As though he would haue {s}ayd in my behoue.
<bkl 6121><tl 11>Pity my lo{r}d your {s}laue that doth remaine
<bkl 6122><tl 12>Le{{s}t} by his death you giltles {s}lay vs twaine.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Since thou my ring><pmdv1 poem203>
<bkl 6123><tl 0>Of his ring {s}ent to his lady. <tt poem> (* no vertical space in text above title *)
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6124><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ince thou my ring may{{s}t} goe where I ne may.
<bkl 6125><tl 2>Since thou may{{s}t} {s}peake where I mu{{s}t} hold my peace.
<bkl 6126><tl 3>Say vnto her that is my liues {{s}t}ay.
<bkl 6127><tl 4>Grauen the within which I do here exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e:
<bkl 6128><tl 5>That {s}ooner {{s}h}all the {s}onne not {{s}h}ine by day,
<bkl 6129><tl 6>And with the raine the floodes {{s}h}all waxen le{{s}{s}}e.

<bkl 6130><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Sooner

<page.break><page 159><fol V4r><f i>
<bkl 6131><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6132><tl 7>Sooner the tree the hunter {{s}h}all bew{r}ay,
<bkl 6133><tl 8>Then I fo{r} change o{r} choyce of other loue,
<bkl 6134><tl 9>Do euer {s}eke my fan{s}y to remoue.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle For that a restles head><pmdv1 poem204>
<bkl 6135><tl 0>The changeable {{s}t}ate
<bkl 6136><tl 0>of louers. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6137><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>O{r} that a re{{s}t}les head mu{{s}t} {s}omewhat haue in v{r}e
<bkl 6138><tl 2>Wherwith it may acquaynted be, as falcon is with lure.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6139><tl 3>Fan{s}y doth me awake out of my d{r}ow{s}y {s}lepe,
<bkl 6140><tl 4>In {s}eeing how the little mou{s}e, at night begyns to crepe.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6141><tl 5>So the de{s}y{r}ous man, that longes to catch hys p{r}ay,
<bkl 6142><tl 6>In {s}pying how to watch hys tyme, lyeth lurkyng {{s}t}yll by day.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6143><tl 7>In hopyng fo{r} to haue, and fearyng fo{r} to fynde
<bkl 6144><tl 8>The {s}alue that {{s}h}ould recure his {s}o{r}e, |&| {s}o{r}oweth but the mynde,
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6145><tl 9>Such is the guy{s}e of loue, and the vncertain {{s}t}ate,
<bkl 6146><tl 10>That {s}ome {{s}h}ould haue they{r} hoped happe, and other hard e{{s}t}ate.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6147><tl 11>That {s}ome {{s}h}ould {s}eme to ioy in that they neuer had,
<bkl 6148><tl 12>And {s}ome agayn {{s}h}all frown as fa{{s}t}, where cau{s}eles they be {s}ad.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6149><tl 13>Such trades do louers v{s}e when they be mo{{s}t} at large,
<bkl 6150><tl 14>That gyde the {{s}t}ere when they them{s}elues lye fettred in |{th}+e+| barge.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6151><tl 15>The grenes of my youth cannot therof exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 6152><tl 16>The p{r}oces, fo{r} by p{r}ofe vnknowen, all this is but by ge{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 6153><tl 17>Wherfo{r}e I hold it be{{s}t}, in tyme to hold my peace,
<bkl 6154><tl 18>But wanton will it cannot hold, o{r} make my pen to cea{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 6155><tl 19>A pen of no auayle, a fruitles labour eke,
<bkl 6156><tl 20>My troubled head with fan{s}ies fraught, doth payn it {s}elf to {s}eke.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 6157><tl 21>And if perhappes my wo{r}des of none auayle do p{r}icke,
<bkl 6158><tl 22>Such as do fele the hidden harmes, I would not they {{s}h}old kicke.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 6159><tl 23>As cau{s}eles me to blame which thinketh them no harme,
<bkl 6160><tl 24>Although I {s}eme by others fy{r}e, {s}ometime my {s}elf to warme.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 6161><tl 25>Which clerely I denye, as gyltles of that cryme,
<bkl 6162><tl 26>And though w{r}ong demde I be therin, truth it will trye in tyme.

<bkt msnote>x<bkt text>
<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle When Audley had runne out><pmdv1 poem205>
<bkl 6163><tl 0>A prai{s}e of Audley. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6164><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Hen Audley had runne out his race and ended wer his days, (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-
height block space *)
<bkl 6165><tl 2>His fame {{s}t}ept fo{r}th |&| bad me w{r}ite of h|_i| {s}ome wo{r}thy p{r}ai{s}e.
<bkl 6166><tl 3>What life he lad, what actes he did: his vertues |&| good name,
<bkl 6167><tl 4>Wherto I calde fo{r} true repo{r}t, as witnes of the {s}ame.

<bkl 6168><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Well

<page.break><page 160><fol V4v><f i>
<bkl 6169><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6170><tl 5>Wel bo{r}n he was wel bent by kinde, who{s}e mind did neuer {s}warue
<bkl 6171><tl 6>A {s}kilfull head, a valiant hert, a ready hand to {s}erue.
<bkl 6172><tl 7>B{r}ought vp |&| trained in feats of war long time beyond the {s}eas
<bkl 6173><tl 8>Cald home again to {s}erue his p{r}ince wh|_o| {{s}t}yll he {s}ought to plea{s}e.
<bkl 6174><tl 9>What to{r}nay was there he refu{s}de, what {s}eruice did he {{s}h}one,
<bkl 6175><tl 10>Where he was not no{r} his aduice, what great exploit was done,
<bkl 6176><tl 11>In towne a lambe in felde full fierce a lyon at the nede,
<bkl 6177><tl 12>In {s}ober wit a Salomon, yet one of Hecto{r}s {s}ede.
<bkl 6178><tl 13>Then {{s}h}ame it were that any tong {{s}h}old now defame his dedes
<bkl 6179><tl 14>That in his life a mirro{r} was to all that him {s}uccedes.
<bkl 6180><tl 15>No po{r}e e{{s}t}ate no{r} hie renowne his nature could peruart,
<bkl 6181><tl 16>No hard mi{s}chaunce that him befel could moue his con{{s}t}ant hart.
<bkl 6182><tl 17>Thus long he liued loued of all as one mi{s}likt of none,
<bkl 6183><tl 18>And where he went who cald him not the gentle Peragon.
<bkl 6184><tl 19>But cour{s}e of kinde doth cau{s}e eche frute to fall wh|_e| it is ripe,
<bkl 6185><tl 20>And {s}pitefull death will {s}u{ff}er none to {s}cape his greuous gripe.
<bkl 6186><tl 21>Yet though the ground receiued haue his co{r}ps into her wombe,
<bkl 6187><tl 22>This epitaphe ygraue in b{r}a{{s}{s}}e, {{s}h}all {{s}t}and vpon his tombe.
<bkl 6188><tl 23>Lo here he lies that hateth vice, and vertues life imb{r}a{{s}t},
<bkl 6189><tl 24>His name in earth his {s}p{r}ite aboue de{s}erues to be well pla{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Eche thing I se><pmdv1 poem206>
<bkl 6190><tl 0>Time trieth truth. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6191><tl 1><f 2bki>E<f bl>Che thing I {s}e hath time which time mu{{s}t} trye my truth,
<bkl 6192><tl 2>Which truth de{s}erues a {s}pecial tru{{s}t}, on tru{{s}t} gret fr|_e|d{{s}h}ip groweth (* 1 syllable from following line
*)
<bkl 6193><tl 3>And frend{{s}h}ip may not faile where faithfulne{{s}{s}}e is founde,
<bkl 6194><tl 4>And faithfulne{{s}{s}}e is ful of frute, |&| fruteful thinges be {s}ounde.
<bkl 6195><tl 5>And {s}ound is good at p{r}oufe, and p{r}oufe is p{r}ince of p{r}ai{s}e,
<bkl 6196><tl 6>And p{r}ecious p{r}ai{s}e is {s}uch a pearle as {s}eldome ner decayes.
<bkl 6197><tl 7>All the{s}e thinges time tries fo{r}th, which time I mu{{s}t} abide,
<bkl 6198><tl 8>How {{s}h}old I boldly credite craue till time my truth haue tryed.
<bkl 6199><tl 9>Fo{r} as I found a time to fall in fan{s}ies frame,
<bkl 6200><tl 10>So I do wi{{s}h}e a lucky time fo{r} to declare the {s}ame.
<bkl 6201><tl 11>If hap may an{s}were hope and hope may haue his hire,
<bkl 6202><tl 12>Then {{s}h}all my hart po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e in peace the time that I de{s}ire.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle My youthfull yeres are past><pmdv1 poem207>
<bkl 6203><tl 0>The louer refu{s}ed of his loue
<bkl 6204><tl 0>imbraceth death. <f bl>

<bkl 6205><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> My

<page.break><page 161><fol X1r><f i>
<bkl 6206><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6207><tl 1><f 2bki>M<f bl>Y youthfull yeres are pa{{s}t},
<bkl 6208><tl 2>My ioyfull dayes are gone:
<bkl 6209><tl 3>My life it may not la{{s}t},
<bkl 6210><tl 4>My graue and I am one.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6211><tl 5>My mirth and ioyes are {fl}ed,
<bkl 6212><tl 6>And I a man in wo:
<bkl 6213><tl 7>De{s}irous to be dedde,
<bkl 6214><tl 8>My mi{s}chiefe to fo{r}go.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6215><tl 9>I burne and am a colde,
<bkl 6216><tl 10>I fri{s}e amids the fire:
<bkl 6217><tl 11>I {s}ee {{s}h}e dothe withholde
<bkl 6218><tl 12>That is my mo{{s}t} de{s}ire.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6219><tl 13>I {s}ee my helpe at hand,
<bkl 6220><tl 14>I {s}ee my lyfe al{s}o:
<bkl 6221><tl 15>I {s}ee where {{s}h}e dothe {{s}t}ande
<bkl 6222><tl 16>That is my deadly foe.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6223><tl 17>I {s}ee how {{s}h}e dothe {s}ee,
<bkl 6224><tl 18>And yet {{s}h}e will be blinde:
<bkl 6225><tl 19>I {s}e in helpyng me
<bkl 6226><tl 20>She {s}ekes and will not finde.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6227><tl 21>I {s}ee how {{s}h}e doth w{r}y,
<bkl 6228><tl 22>When I begyn to mone:
<bkl 6229><tl 23>I {s}ee when I come nie,
<bkl 6230><tl 24>Hhw[[sic 'How']] faine {{s}h}e wold be gone.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6231><tl 25>I {s}ee what will ye mo{r}e
<bkl 6232><tl 26>She will me gladly kyll:
<bkl 6233><tl 27>And you {{s}h}all {s}ee therfo{r}e
<bkl 6234><tl 28>That {{s}h}e {{s}h}all haue her will.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6235><tl 29>I can not liue with {{s}t}ones
<bkl 6236><tl 30>It is to hard a fode:
<bkl 6237><tl 31>I will be dead at once
<bkl 6238><tl 32>To do my Lady good.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Behold my picture here><pmdv1 poem208>
<bkl 6239><tl 0>The Picture of a
<bkl 6240><tl 0>louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6241><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Ehold my picture here well po{r}trayed fo{r} the nones,
<bkl 6242><tl 2>With hart con{s}umed and fallyng {fl}e{s}{{s}h}e, lo here the very bones.
<bkl 6243><tl 3>Who{s}e cruell chaunce alas and de{{s}t}eny is {s}uch,
<bkl 6244><tl 4>Onely becau{s}e I put my tru{{s}t} in {s}ome folke all to much.

<bkl 6245><tl 0><bkt sig> X.i.                         <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 162><fol X1v><f i>
<bkl 6246><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6247><tl 5>Fo{r} {s}ince the time that I did enter in this pine,
<bkl 6248><tl 6>I neuer {s}aw the ri{s}yng {s}unne but with my wepyng eyen.
<bkl 6249><tl 7>No{r} yet I neuer heard {s}o {s}wete a voice o{r} {s}ounde,
<bkl 6250><tl 8>But that to me it did encrea{s}e the dolour of my wounde.
<bkl 6251><tl 9>No{r} in {s}o {s}oft a bedde, alas I neuer laye,
<bkl 6252><tl 10>But that it {s}emed hard to me o{r} euer it was daye.
<bkl 6253><tl 11>Yet in this body bare that nought but life retaines,
<bkl 6254><tl 12>The {{s}t}rength wherof clene pa{{s}t} away the care yet {{s}t}ill remaines.
<bkl 6255><tl 13>Like as the cole in {fl}ame dothe {s}pende it {s}elfe you {s}e,
<bkl 6256><tl 14>To vaine and w{r}etched cinder du{{s}t} till it con{s}umed be.
<bkl 6257><tl 15>So dothe this hope of mine info{r}ce my feruent {s}ute,
<bkl 6258><tl 16>To make me fo{r} to gape in vaine, whil{{s}t} other eate the frute.
<bkl 6259><tl 17>And {{s}h}all do till the death do geue me {s}uch a grace,
<bkl 6260><tl 18>To rid this {s}illye wofull {s}pirite out of this dolefull ca{s}e.
<bkl 6261><tl 19>And then wold God were w{r}itte in {{s}t}one o{r} els in leade,
<bkl 6262><tl 20>This Epitaphe vpon my graue, to {{s}h}ew why I am deade.
<bkl 6263><tl 21>Here lieth the louer loe, who fo{r} the loue he aught,
<bkl 6264><tl 22>Aliue vnto his ladye dere, his death therby he caught.
<bkl 6265><tl 23>And in a {{s}h}ielde of blacke, loe here his armes appeares,
<bkl 6266><tl 24>With weping eies as you may {s}ee, well poud{r}ed all with teares.
<bkl 6267><tl 25>Loe here you may beholde, aloft vpon his b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 6268><tl 26>A womans hand {{s}t}rainyng the hart of him that loued her be{{s}t}.
<bkl 6269><tl 27>Wherfo{r}e all you that {s}e this co{r}ps fo{r} loue that {{s}t}arues,
<bkl 6270><tl 28>Example make vnto you all, that thankele{{s}{s}}e louers {s}arues.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Bewaile with me all ye><pmdv1 poem209>
<bkl 6271><tl 0>Of the death of Phillips. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6272><tl 1><f 2bki>B<f bl>Ewaile with me all ye that haue p{r}ofe{{s}t},
<bkl 6273><tl 2>Of mu{s}icke tharte by touche of coarde o{r} winde:
<bkl 6274><tl 3>Laye downe your lutes and let your gitterns re{{s}t},
<bkl 6275><tl 4>Phillips is dead who{s}e like you can not finde.
<bkl 6276><tl 5>Of mu{s}icke much exceadyng all the re{{s}t},
<bkl 6277><tl 6>Mu{s}es therfo{r}e of fo{r}ce now mu{{s}t} you w{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 6278><tl 7>Your plea{s}ant notes into an other {s}ounde,
<bkl 6279><tl 8>The {{s}t}ring is b{r}oke, the lute is di{s}po{{s}{s}}e{{s}t},
<bkl 6280><tl 9>The hand is colde, the bodye in the grounde.
<bkl 6281><tl 10>The low{r}ing lute lamenteth now therfo{r}e,
<bkl 6282><tl 11>Phillips her frende that can her touche no mo{r}e.

<bkl 6283><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> That

<page.break><page 163><fol X2r><f i>
<bkl 6284><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle I see there is no sort><pmdv1 poem210>
<bkl 6285><tl 0>That all thing {s}ometime finde
<bkl 6286><tl 0>ea{s}e of their paine, {s}aue
<bkl 6287><tl 0>onely the louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6288><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> See there is no {s}o{r}t,
<bkl 6289><tl 2>Of thinges that liue in griefe:
<bkl 6290><tl 3>Which at {s}ometime may not re{s}o{r}t,
<bkl 6291><tl 4>Wheras they haue reliefe.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6292><tl 5>The {{s}t}riken dere by kinde,
<bkl 6293><tl 6>Of death that {{s}t}andes in awe:
<bkl 6294><tl 7>Fo{r} his recure an herbe can finde,
<bkl 6295><tl 8>The arrow to withd{r}awe.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6296><tl 9>The cha{s}ed dere hath {s}oile,
<bkl 6297><tl 10>To coole him in his het:
<bkl 6298><tl 11>The a{{s}{s}}e after his wery toyle,
<bkl 6299><tl 12>In {{s}t}able is vp {s}et.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6300><tl 13>The conye hath his caue,
<bkl 6301><tl 14>The little birde his ne{{s}t}:
<bkl 6302><tl 15>From heate and colde them {s}elues to {s}aue,
<bkl 6303><tl 16>At all times as they ly{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6304><tl 17>The owle with feble {s}ight,
<bkl 6305><tl 18>Lieth lurkyng in the leaues:
<bkl 6306><tl 19>The {s}parrow in the fro{{s}t}y nyght,
<bkl 6307><tl 20>May {{s}h}{r}oude her in the eaues.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6308><tl 21>But wo to me alas,
<bkl 6309><tl 22>In {s}unne no{r} yet in {{s}h}ade.
<bkl 6310><tl 23>I can not finde a re{{s}t}yng place,
<bkl 6311><tl 24>My burden to vnlade.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6312><tl 25>But day by day {{s}t}ill beares,
<bkl 6313><tl 26>The burden on my backe:
<bkl 6314><tl 27>With wepyng eyen and watry teares,
<bkl 6315><tl 28>To holde my hope abacke.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6316><tl 29>All thinges I {s}ee haue place,
<bkl 6317><tl 30>Wherin they bowe o{r} bende:
<bkl 6318><tl 31>Saue this alas my wofull ca{s}e,
<bkl 6319><tl 32>Which no where findeth ende.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle When Cupide scaled first><pmdv1 poem211>
<bkl 6320><tl 0>Tha{{s}{s}}ault of Cupide vpon the fort
<bkl 6321><tl 0>where the louers hart lay wounded
<bkl 6322><tl 0>and how he was taken. <f bl>

<bkl 6323><tl 0><bkt sig> X.ii.                        <bkt catchw> When

<page.break><page 164><fol X2v><f i>
<bkl 6324><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6325><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hen Cupide {s}caled fir{{s}t} the fo{r}t,
<bkl 6326><tl 2>Wherin my hart lay wounded {s}o{r}e:
<bkl 6327><tl 3>The battry was of {s}uch a {s}o{r}t
<bkl 6328><tl 4>That I mu{{s}t} yelde o{r} dye therfo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6329><tl 5>There {s}aw I loue vpon the wall,
<bkl 6330><tl 6>How he his banner did di{s}play:
<bkl 6331><tl 7>Alarme alarme he gan to call,
<bkl 6332><tl 8>And bad his {s}ouldiours kepe aray.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6333><tl 9>The armes the which that Cupide bare
<bkl 6334><tl 10>Were pearced harts with teares be{s}p{r}ent:
<bkl 6335><tl 11>In {s}iluer and {s}able to declare
<bkl 6336><tl 12>The {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} loue he alwayes ment.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6337><tl 13>There might you {s}e his band all d{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 6338><tl 14>In colours like to white and blacke:
<bkl 6339><tl 15>With powder and with pellets p{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 6340><tl 16>To b{r}ing the fo{r}t to {s}poile and {s}acke.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6341><tl 17>Good will the ma{{s}t}er of the {{s}h}ot,
<bkl 6342><tl 18>Stode in the rampy{r}e b{r}aue and p{r}oud:
<bkl 6343><tl 19>Fo{r} {s}pence of powder he {s}pared not,
<bkl 6344><tl 20>A{{s}{s}}ault a{{s}{s}}ault to crye aloude.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6345><tl 21>There might you heare the cannons ro{r}e
<bkl 6346><tl 22>Eche pece di{s}charged a louers loke:
<bkl 6347><tl 23>Which had the power to rent, and to{r}e
<bkl 6348><tl 24>In any place whereas they toke.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6349><tl 25>And euen with the trumpets {s}owne,
<bkl 6350><tl 26>The {s}calyng ladders were vp {s}et:
<bkl 6351><tl 27>And beauty walked vp and downe
<bkl 6352><tl 28>With bow in hand and arrowes whet.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6353><tl 29>Then fir{{s}t} de{s}ire began to {s}cale,
<bkl 6354><tl 30>And {{s}h}{r}owded him vnder his targe:
<bkl 6355><tl 31>As on the wo{r}thie{{s}t} of them all,
<bkl 6356><tl 32>And apte{{s}t} fo{r} to geue the charge.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 6357><tl 33>Then pu{s}{{s}h}ed {s}ouldiers with their pikes
<bkl 6358><tl 34>And holbarders with handy {{s}t}rokes:
<bkl 6359><tl 35>The hargabu{{s}h}e in {fl}e{{s}h}e it lightes,
<bkl 6360><tl 36>And dims the ay{r}e with mi{{s}t}y {s}mokes.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 6361><tl 37>And as it is the {s}ouldiers v{s}e,
<bkl 6362><tl 38>When {{s}h}ot and powder gins to want:
<bkl 6363><tl 39>I hanged vp my {fl}agge of truce,
<bkl 6364><tl 40>And pleaded fo{r} my liues graunt.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 6365><tl 41>When fan{s}y thus had made her b{r}each
<bkl 6366><tl 42>And beauty entred with her bande:

<bkl 6367><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> With

<page.break><page 165><fol X3r><f i>
<bkl 6368><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6369><tl 43>With bag and baggage {s}elye wretch,
<bkl 6370><tl 44>I yelded into beauties hand.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 6371><tl 45>Then beawty bad to blow retrete,
<bkl 6372><tl 46>And euery {s}oldiour to retire.
<bkl 6373><tl 47>And mercy wilde with {s}pede to fet:
<bkl 6374><tl 48>Me captiue bound as p{r}i{s}oner.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 6375><tl 49>Madame (quoth I) {s}ith that thys day,
<bkl 6376><tl 50>Hath {s}erued you at all a{{s}{s}}aies:
<bkl 6377><tl 51>I yeld to you without delay,
<bkl 6378><tl 52>Here of the fo{r}tre{{s}{s}}e all the kaies.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 6379><tl 53>And {s}ith that I haue ben the marke,
<bkl 6380><tl 54>At whom you {{s}h}ot at with youe eye: 
<bkl 6381><tl 55>Nedes mu{{s}t} you with your handy warke,
<bkl 6382><tl 56>O{r} {s}alue my {s}o{r}e o{r} let me dye.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle I lothe that I did loue><pmdv1 poem212>
<bkl 6383><tl 0>The aged louer renounceth
<bkl 6384><tl 0>loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6385><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Lothe that I did loue,
<bkl 6386><tl 2>In youth that I thought {s}wete:
<bkl 6387><tl 3>As time requires fo{r} my behoue
<bkl 6388><tl 4>Me thinkes they are not mete,
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6389><tl 5>My lu{{s}t}es they do me leaue,
<bkl 6390><tl 6>My fan{s}ies all be {fl}edde:
<bkl 6391><tl 7>And tract of time begins to weaue,
<bkl 6392><tl 8>Gray heares vpon my hedde.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6393><tl 9>Fo{r} age with {{s}t}elyng {{s}t}eppes,
<bkl 6394><tl 10>Hath clawed me with his cowche:
<bkl 6395><tl 11>And lu{{s}t}y life away {{s}h}e leapes,
<bkl 6396><tl 12>As there had bene none {s}uch.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6397><tl 13>My mu{s}e dothe not delight
<bkl 6398><tl 14>Me as {{s}h}e did befo{r}e:
<bkl 6399><tl 15>My hand and pen are not in plight,
<bkl 6400><tl 16>As they haue bene of yo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6401><tl 17>Fo{r} rea{s}on me denies,
<bkl 6402><tl 18>This youthly idle rime:
<bkl 6403><tl 19>And day by day to me {{s}h}e cryes,
<bkl 6404><tl 20>Leaue of the{s}e toyes in time.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6405><tl 21>The w{r}incles in my b{r}ow,
<bkl 6406><tl 22>The furrowes in my face:

<bkl 6407><tl 0><bkt sig> X.iii.                       <bkt catchw> Saye

<page.break><page 166><fol X3v><f i>
<bkl 6408><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6409><tl 23>Say limpyng age will hedge him now,
<bkl 6410><tl 24>Where youth mu{{s}t} geue him place.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6411><tl 25>The harbinger of death,
<bkl 6412><tl 26>To me I {s}ee him ride:
<bkl 6413><tl 27>The cough, the colde, the ga{s}pyng b{r}eath,
<bkl 6414><tl 28>Dothe bid me to p{r}ouide.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6415><tl 29>A pikeax and a {s}pade,
<bkl 6416><tl 30>And eke a {{s}h}{r}owdyng {{s}h}ete,
<bkl 6417><tl 31>A hou{s}e of claye fo{r} to be made,
<bkl 6418><tl 32>Fo{r} {s}uch a ge{{s}t} mo{{s}t} mete.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 6419><tl 33>Me thinkes I heare the clarke,
<bkl 6420><tl 34>That knols the careful knell:
<bkl 6421><tl 35>And bids me leaue my wofull warke,
<bkl 6422><tl 36>Er nature me compell.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 6423><tl 37>My kepers knit the knot,
<bkl 6424><tl 38>That youth did laugh to {s}co{r}ne:
<bkl 6425><tl 39>Of me that clene {{s}h}al%be fo{r}got,
<bkl 6426><tl 40>As I had not ben bo{r}ne.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 6427><tl 41>Thus mu{{s}t} I youth geue vp,
<bkl 6428><tl 42>Who{s}e badge I long did weare:
<bkl 6429><tl 43>To them I yelde the wanton cup
<bkl 6430><tl 44>That better may it beare.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 6431><tl 45>Loe here the bared {s}cull,
<bkl 6432><tl 46>By who{s}e balde {s}igne I know:
<bkl 6433><tl 47>That {{s}t}oupyng age away {{s}h}all pull,
<bkl 6434><tl 48>Which youthfull yeres did {s}owe.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 6435><tl 49>Fo{r} beauty with her bande
<bkl 6436><tl 50>The{s}e croked cares hath w{r}ought:
<bkl 6437><tl 51>And {{s}h}ipped me into the lande,
<bkl 6438><tl 52>From whence I fir{{s}t} was b{r}ought.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 6439><tl 53>And ye that bide behinde,
<bkl 6440><tl 54>Haue ye none other tru{{s}t}:
<bkl 6441><tl 55>As ye of claye were ca{{s}t} by kinde,
<bkl 6442><tl 56>So {{s}h}all ye wa{{s}t}e to du{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To liue to dye><pmdv1 poem213>
<bkl 6443><tl 0>Of the ladie wentworthes
<bkl 6444><tl 0>death. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6445><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O liue to dye, and dye to liue againe,
<bkl 6446><tl 2>With good renowne of fame well led befo{r}e

<bkl 6447><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Here

<page.break><page 167><fol X4r><f i>
<bkl 6448><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6449><tl 3>Here lieth {{s}h}e that learned had the lo{r}e,
<bkl 6450><tl 4>Whom if the perfect vertues wolden daine.
<bkl 6451><tl 5>To be {s}et fo{r}th with foile of wo{r}ldly grace,
<bkl 6452><tl 6>Was noble bo{r}ne and matcht in noble race,
<bkl 6453><tl 7>Lo{r}d Wentwo{r}thes wife, no{r} w|_a|ted to attain
<bkl 6454><tl 8>In natures giftes her p{r}ai{s}e among the re{{s}t},
<bkl 6455><tl 9>But that that gaue her p{r}ai{s}e aboue the be{{s}t}
<bkl 6456><tl 10>Not fame her wedlocks cha{{s}t}nes dur{{s}t} di{{s}t}ain
<bkl 6457><tl 11>Wherein with child deliueryng of her wombe,
<bkl 6458><tl 12>Thuntimely birth hath b{r}ought them both in tombe (* 1 word from following line *)
<bkl 6459><tl 13>So left {{s}h}e life by death to liue again.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The smoky sighes><pmdv1 poem214>
<bkl 6460><tl 0>The louer accu{s}ing hys loue for
<bkl 6461><tl 0>her vnfaithfulne{{s}{s}}e, pnrpo{s}eth[[sic 'purpo{s}eth']]
<bkl 6462><tl 0>to liue in libertie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6463><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He {s}moky {s}ighes the bitter teares,
<bkl 6464><tl 2>That I in vaine haue wa{{s}t}ed:
<bkl 6465><tl 3>The b{r}oken {{s}l}epes, the wo and feares,
<bkl 6466><tl 4>That long in me haue la{{s}t}ed:
<bkl 6467><tl 5>The loue and all I owe to thee,
<bkl 6468><tl 6>Here I renounce and make me free.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6469><tl 7>Which fredome I haue by thy guilt,
<bkl 6470><tl 8>And not by my de{s}eruing,
<bkl 6471><tl 9>Since {s}o vncon{{s}t}antly thou wilt,
<bkl 6472><tl 10>Not loue, but {{s}t}ill be {s}waruyng.
<bkl 6473><tl 11>To leue me oft which was thine owne,
<bkl 6474><tl 12>Without cau{s}e why as {{s}h}al%be knowen.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6475><tl 13>The frutes were faire the which did grow,
<bkl 6476><tl 14>Within thy garden planted,
<bkl 6477><tl 15>The leaues were grene of euery bough,
<bkl 6478><tl 16>And moy{{s}t}ure nothing wanted,
<bkl 6479><tl 17>Yet o{r} the blo{{s}{s}}oms gan to fall,
<bkl 6480><tl 18>The caterpiller wa{{s}t}ed all.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6481><tl 19>Thy body was the garden place,
<bkl 6482><tl 20>And {s}ugred wo{r}des it beareth,
<bkl 6483><tl 21>The blo{{s}{s}}omes all thy faith it was,
<bkl 6484><tl 22>Which as the canker wereth.
<bkl 6485><tl 23>The cater piller is the {s}ame,
<bkl 6486><tl 24>That hath wonne thee and lo{{s}t} thy name.

<bkl 6487><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> I meane

<page.break><page 168><fol X4v><f i>
<bkl 6488><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6489><tl 25>I meane thy louer loued now,
<bkl 6490><tl 26>By thy p{r}etended folye,
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6491><tl 27>Which will p{r}oue lyke, thou {{s}h}alt fynd how,
<bkl 6492><tl 28>Vnto a tree of holly:
<bkl 6493><tl 29>That barke and bery beares alwayes,
<bkl 6494><tl 30>The one, by{r}des feedes, the other {s}layes.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6495><tl 31>And right well mighte{{s}t} thou haue thy wi{{s}h}
<bkl 6496><tl 32>Of thy loue new acquaynted:
<bkl 6497><tl 33>Fo{r} thou art lyke vnto the di{{s}h}e
<bkl 6498><tl 34>That Ad{r}ianus paynted:
<bkl 6499><tl 35>Wherin wer grapes po{r}trayd {s}o fay{r}e
<bkl 6500><tl 36>That fowles fo{r} foode did there repay{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6501><tl 37>But I am lyke the beaten fowle
<bkl 6502><tl 38>That from the net e{s}caped,
<bkl 6503><tl 39>And thou art lyke the rauening owle
<bkl 6504><tl 40>That all the night hath waked.
<bkl 6505><tl 41>Fo{r} none intent but to betray
<bkl 6506><tl 42>The {s}leping fowle befo{r}e the day.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 6507><tl 43>Thus hath thy loue been vnto me
<bkl 6508><tl 44>As plea{s}ant and commodious,
<bkl 6509><tl 45>As was the fy{r}e made on the {s}ea
<bkl 6510><tl 46>By Naulus hate {s}o odious.
<bkl 6511><tl 47>Therwith to trayn the greki{{s}h} ho{{s}t}
<bkl 6512><tl 48>From Troyes return where they wer lo{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle As Cypres tree that rent><pmdv1 poem215>
<bkl 6513><tl 0>The louer for want of his de{\-}
<bkl 6514><tl 0>{s}yre, {{s}h}eweth his death
<bkl 6515><tl 0>at hand. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6516><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>S Cyp{r}es tree that rent is by the roote.
<bkl 6517><tl 2>As b{r}anch o{r} {s}lyppe bereft from wh|_e|ce it growes
<bkl 6518><tl 3>As well {s}owen {s}eede fo{r} d{r}ought that can not {s}p{r}oute
<bkl 6519><tl 4>As gaping ground that raineles can not clo{s}e
<bkl 6520><tl 5>As moules that want the earth to do them bote
<bkl 6521><tl 6>As fi{{s}h}e on lande to whom no water flowes,
<bkl 6522><tl 7>As Chameleon that lackes the ayer {s}o {s}ote.
<bkl 6523><tl 8>As flowers do fade when Phebus rare{{s}t} {{s}h}owes.
<bkl 6524><tl 9>As {s}alamand{r}a repul{s}ed from the fy{r}e:
<bkl 6525><tl 10>So wanting my wi{{s}h}e I dye fo{r} my de{s}y{r}e

<bkl 6526><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> A happy

<page.break><page 169><fol Y1r><f i>
<bkl 6527><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The shinyng season><pmdv1 poem216>
<bkl 6528><tl 0>A happy end excedeth all plea.[[sic 'plea{\-}']]
<bkl 6529><tl 0>{s}ures and riches of the
<bkl 6530><tl 0>worlde, <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6531><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He {{s}h}inyng {s}ea{s}on here to {s}ome,
<bkl 6532><tl 2>The glo{r}y in the wo{r}ldes {s}ight,
<bkl 6533><tl 3>Renowmed fame th{r}ough fo{r}tune wonne
<bkl 6534><tl 4>The glitteryng golde the eyes delight.
<bkl 6535><tl 5>The {s}en{s}uall life that {s}emes {s}o {s}wete,
<bkl 6536><tl 6>The hart with ioyfull dayes replete,
<bkl 6537><tl 7>The thing wherto eche wight is th{r}all,
<bkl 6538><tl 8>The happy ende exceadeth all.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle O temerous tauntres><pmdv1 poem217>
<bkl 6539><tl 0>Again{{s}t} an vn{{s}t}edfa{{s}t}
<bkl 6540><tl 0>woman. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6541><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl> Temerous tauntres that delights in toyes
<bkl 6542><tl 2>Tumbling cockboat tottryng to and fro,
<bkl 6543><tl 3>Ianglyng ie{{s}t}res dep{r}aueres of {s}wete ioyes,
<bkl 6544><tl 4>Ground of the gra{ff}e whence al my grief dothe grow (* 1 word from following line *)
<bkl 6545><tl 5>Sullen {s}erpent enuironned |w+t+| di{s}pite,
<bkl 6546><tl 6>That yll fo{r} good at all times doe{{s}t} requite.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle O petrarke hed and prince><pmdv1 poem218>
<bkl 6547><tl 0>A prai{s}e of Petrarke and of Lau{\-}
<bkl 6548><tl 0>ra his ladie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6549><tl 1><f 2bki>O<f bl> Petrarke hed and p{r}ince of poets all,
<bkl 6550><tl 2>Who{s}e liuely gift of {fl}owyng eloquence,
<bkl 6551><tl 3>Wel may we {s}eke, but finde not how o{r} whence
<bkl 6552><tl 4>So rare a gift with thee did ri{s}e and fall,
<bkl 6553><tl 5>Peace to thy bones, and glo{r}y immo{r}tall
<bkl 6554><tl 6>Be to thy name, and to her excellence.
<bkl 6555><tl 7>Who{s}e beauty lighted in thy time and {s}ence
<bkl 6556><tl 8>So to be {s}et fo{r}th as none other {{s}h}all.
<bkl 6557><tl 9>Why hath not our pens rimes {s}o p|er|fit w{r}ought
<bkl 6558><tl 10>Ne why our time fo{r}th b{r}ingeth beauty {s}uch
<bkl 6559><tl 11>To trye our wittes as golde is by the touche,

<bkl 6560><tl 0><bkt sig> Y.i.                         <bkt catchw> If to

<page.break><page 170><fol Y1v><f i>
<bkl 6561><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6562><tl 12>If to the {{s}t}ile the matter aided ought.
<bkl 6563><tl 13>But ther%was neuer Laura mo{r}e then one,
<bkl 6564><tl 14>And her had petrarke fo{r} his paragone,

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle With petrarke to compare><pmdv1 poem219>
<bkl 6565><tl 0>That petrark cannot be pa{{s}{s}}ed
<bkl 6566><tl 0>but notwith{{s}t}anding that
<bkl 6567><tl 0>Lawra is far {s}urpa{{s}{s}}ed. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6568><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Ith petrarke to compare there may no wight,
<bkl 6569><tl 2>No{r} yet attain vnto {s}o high a {{s}t}ile,.[[sic ',']]
<bkl 6570><tl 3>But yet I wote full well where is a file.,[[sic ',']]
<bkl 6571><tl 4>To frame a learned man to p{r}ai{s}e aright:
<bkl 6572><tl 5>Of {{s}t}ature meane of {s}emely fo{r}me and {{s}h}ap,
<bkl 6573><tl 6>Eche line of iu{{s}t} p{r}opo{r}{s}ion to her height:
<bkl 6574><tl 7>Her colour fre{{s}h}e and mingled with {s}uch {{s}l}eight:
<bkl 6575><tl 8>As though the ro{s}e {s}ate in the lilies lap.
<bkl 6576><tl 9>In wit and tong to {{s}h}ew what may be {s}ed,
<bkl 6577><tl 10>To euery dede {{s}h}e ioynes a parfit grace,
<bkl 6578><tl 11>If Law{r}a liude {{s}h}e would her clene deface.
<bkl 6579><tl 12>Fo{r} I dare {s}ay and lay my life to wed
<bkl 6580><tl 13>That Momus could not if he downe di{s}cended,
<bkl 6581><tl 14>Once iu{{s}t}ly {s}ay lo this may be amended.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Cruell and vnkind><pmdv1 poem220>
<bkl 6582><tl 0>Again{{s}t} a cruell woman. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6583><tl 1><f 2bki>C<f bl>Ruell and vnkind whom mercy cannot moue,
<bkl 6584><tl 2>Herbour of vnhappe where rigours rage doth raigne,
<bkl 6585><tl 3>The ground of my griefe where pitie cannot p{r}oue:
<bkl 6586><tl 4>To tickle to tru{{s}t} of all vntruth the traine,
<bkl 6587><tl 5>thou rigo{r}ous rocke that ruth cannot remoue.
<bkl 6588><tl 6>Daungerous delph depe dungeon of di{s}daine:
<bkl 6589><tl 7>The {s}acke of {s}elfe will the che{{s}t} of craft and change,
<bkl 6590><tl 8>What cau{s}eth the thus {s}o cau{s}els fo{r} to change.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6591><tl 9>Ah piteles plante whome plaint cannot p{r}ouoke,
<bkl 6592><tl 10>Darke den of di{s}ceite that right doth {{s}t}ill refu{s}e,
<bkl 6593><tl 11>Cau{{s}l}es vnkinde that carieth vnder cloke
<bkl 6594><tl 12>Cruelty and craft me onely to abu{s}e,
<bkl 6595><tl 13>Statelye and {{s}t}ubberne with{{s}t}anding cupides {{s}t}roke,
<bkl 6596><tl 14>Thou merueilou{s}e ma{s}e that make{{s}t} men to mu{s}e,

<bkl 6597><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Solleyn

<page.break><page 171><fol Y2r><f i>
<bkl 6598><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6599><tl 15>Solleyn by {s}elfe will, mo{{s}t} {{s}t}ony {{s}t}i{ff}e and {{s}t}raunge,
<bkl 6600><tl 16>What cau{s}eth thee thus cau{s}ele{{s}{s}}e fo{r} to chaunge.
<bkl 6601><tl 17>Slipper and {s}ecrete where {s}urety can not {s}owe
<bkl 6602><tl 18>Net of newelty, nea{{s}t} of newfanglene{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 6603><tl 19>Sp{r}ing of very {s}pite, from whence whole {fl}uddes do {fl}ow,
<bkl 6604><tl 20>Thou caue and cage of care and craftin#e{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 6605><tl 21>Waueryng willow that euery bla{{s}t} dothe blowe
<bkl 6606><tl 22>Gra{ff}e withouten grothe and cau{s}e of carefulne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 6607><tl 23>The heape of mi{{s}h}ap of all my griefe the graunge,
<bkl 6608><tl 24>What cau{s}eth thee thus cau{s}ele{{s}{s}}e fo{r} to chaunge.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6609><tl 25>Ha{{s}t} thou fo{r}gote that I was thine infeft,
<bkl 6610><tl 26>By fo{r}ce of loue hadde{{s}t} thou not hart at all,
<bkl 6611><tl 27>Sawe{{s}t} thou not other that fo{r} thy loue were left
<bkl 6612><tl 28>Knowe{{s}t} thou vnkinde, that nothing mught befall
<bkl 6613><tl 29>From out my hart that could haue the bereft.
<bkl 6614><tl 30>What meane{{s}t} thou then at ryot thus to raunge,
<bkl 6615><tl 31>And leaue{{s}t} thine owne that neuer thought to cha|_u|ge.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle If it were so that God><pmdv1 poem221>
<bkl 6616><tl 0>The louer {s}heweth what he would
<bkl 6617><tl 0>haue if it were graunted him to
<bkl 6618><tl 0>haue what he would
<bkl 6619><tl 0>wi{s}he. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6620><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F it were {s}o that God would graunt me my reque{{s}t},
<bkl 6621><tl 2>And that I might of earthly thinges haue |{th}+t+| I liked be{{s}t}.
<bkl 6622><tl 3>I would not wi{{s}h}e to clime to p{r}incely hye a{{s}t}ate,
<bkl 6623><tl 4>which {{s}l}ipper is and {{s}l}ides {s}o oft, and hath {s}o fickle fate.
<bkl 6624><tl 5>No{r} yet to conquere realmes with cruell {s}wo{r}de in hande,
<bkl 6625><tl 6>And {s}o to {{s}h}ede the giltle{{s}{s}}e bloude of {s}uch as would with{{s}t}and.
<bkl 6626><tl 7>No{r} I would not de{s}ire in wo{r}ldly rule to raigne,
<bkl 6627><tl 8>Who{s}e frute is all vnquietne{{s}{s}}e, and b{r}eakyng of the b{r}aine.
<bkl 6628><tl 9>No{r} riche{{s}{s}}e in exce{{s}{s}}e of vertue {s}o abho{r}de,
<bkl 6629><tl 10>I would not craue which b{r}edeth care and cau{s}eth all di{s}co{r}de.
<bkl 6630><tl 11>But my reque{{s}t} {{s}h}ould be mo{r}e wo{r}th a thou{s}and folde:
<bkl 6631><tl 12>That I might haue and her enioye that hath my hart in holde.
<bkl 6632><tl 13>Oh God what lu{{s}t}y life {{s}h}ould we liue then fo{r} euer,
<bkl 6633><tl 14>In plea{s}ant ioy and perfect bli{{s}{s}}e, to length our liues together.
<bkl 6634><tl 15>With wo{r}des of frendlye chere, and lokes of liuely loue,
<bkl 6635><tl 16>To vtter all our hotte de{s}ires, which neuer {{s}h}ould remoue.

<bkl 6636><tl 0><bkt sig> Y.ii.                        <bkt catchw> But

<page.break><page 172><fol Y2v><f i>
<bkl 6637><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6638><tl 17>But gro{s}e and gredie wittes which grope but on the ground.
<bkl 6639><tl 18>To gather muck of wo{r}ldly goodes which oft do them confounde.
<bkl 6640><tl 19>Can not attaine to knowe the mi{{s}t}eries deuine
<bkl 6641><tl 20>Of perfite loue wherto hie wittes of knowledge do incline
<bkl 6642><tl 21>A nigard of his gold {s}uche ioye can neuer haue
<bkl 6643><tl 22>which gettes |w+t+| toile and kepes with care and is his money {s}laue.
<bkl 6644><tl 23>As they enioy alwayes that ta{{s}t}e loue in his kinde,
<bkl 6645><tl 24>Fo{r} they do holde continually a heauen in their minde.
<bkl 6646><tl 25>No wo{r}ldly goodes could b{r}ing my hart {s}o great an ea{s}e,
<bkl 6647><tl 26>As fo{r} to finde o{r} do the thing that might my ladye plea{s}e.
<bkl 6648><tl 27>Fo{r} by her onely loue my hart {{s}h}ould haue all ioye,
<bkl 6649><tl 28>And with the {s}ame put care away, and all that coulde annoy.
<bkl 6650><tl 29>As if that any thyng {{s}h}old chance to make me {s}adde,
<bkl 6651><tl 30>The touching of her co{r}all lippes would {{s}t}raighteways make me gladde, (* 1 word from following line *)
<bkl 6652><tl 31>And when that in my heart I fele that dyd me greue
<bkl 6653><tl 32>With one imb{r}acing of her armes {{s}h}e might me {s}one releue:
<bkl 6654><tl 33>And as the Angels all which {s}it in heauen hye
<bkl 6655><tl 34>With p{r}e{s}ence and the {s}ight of god haue they{r} felicitie.
<bkl 6656><tl 35>So lykewy{s}e I in earth, {{s}h}ould haue all earthly blis,
<bkl 6657><tl 36>With p{r}e{s}ence of that paragon, my god in earth that is.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To loue, alas><pmdv1 poem222>
<bkl 6658><tl 0>The lady for{s}aken of her louer,
<bkl 6659><tl 0>prayeth his returne, or the end
<bkl 6660><tl 0>of her own life. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6661><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O loue, alas, who would not feare
<bkl 6662><tl 2>That {s}eeth my wofull {{s}t}ate,
<bkl 6663><tl 3>Fo{r} he to whom my heart I beare
<bkl 6664><tl 4>Doth me extremely hate,
<bkl 6665><tl 5>And why therfo{r}e I cannot tell,
<bkl 6666><tl 6>He will no lenger with me dwell.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6667><tl 7>Did you not {s}ewe and long me {s}erue
<bkl 6668><tl 8>Ere I you graunted grace?
<bkl 6669><tl 9>And will you this now from me {s}warue
<bkl 6670><tl 10>That neuer did tre{s}pace?
<bkl 6671><tl 11>Alas poo{r}e woman then alas,
<bkl 6672><tl 12>A wery lyfe here mu{{s}t} I pa{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6673><tl 13>And is there now no remedy
<bkl 6674><tl 14>But that you will fo{r}geat her,
<bkl 6675><tl 15>Ther was a tyme when that perdy

<bkl 6676><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> You

<page.break><page 173><fol Y3r><f i>
<bkl 6677><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6678><tl 16>You would haue heard her better.
<bkl 6679><tl 17>But now that time is gone and pa{{s}t},
<bkl 6680><tl 18>And all your loue is but a bla{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6681><tl 19>And can you thus b{r}eake your behe{{s}t}
<bkl 6682><tl 20>In dede and can you {s}o?
<bkl 6683><tl 21>Did you not {s}weare you loude me be{{s}t},
<bkl 6684><tl 22>And can you now {s}ay no?
<bkl 6685><tl 23>Remember me poo{r}e wight in payne,
<bkl 6686><tl 24>And fo{r} my {s}ake turne once agayne.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6687><tl 25>Alas poo{r}e Dido now I fele
<bkl 6688><tl 26>Thy p{r}e{s}ent paynful {{s}t}ate,
<bkl 6689><tl 27>When {s}al{s}e[[sic 'fal{s}e']] Eneas did hym {{s}t}ele
<bkl 6690><tl 28>From thee at Carthage gate.
<bkl 6691><tl 29>And left thee {{s}l}eapyng in thy bedde,
<bkl 6692><tl 30>Regardyng not what he had {s}ayd.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6693><tl 31>Was neuer woman thus betrayed,
<bkl 6694><tl 32>No{r} man {s}o fal{s}e fo{r}{s}wo{r}ne,
<bkl 6695><tl 33>His faith and trouth {s}o {{s}t}rongly tayed,
<bkl 6696><tl 34>Vntruth hath alltoto{r}ne:
<bkl 6697><tl 35>And I haue leaue fo{r} my good will,
<bkl 6698><tl 36>To waile and wepe alone my fill.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6699><tl 37>But {s}ince it will not better be,
<bkl 6700><tl 38>My teares {{s}h}all neuer blyn:
<bkl 6701><tl 39>To moi{{s}t} the earth in {s}uch degree,
<bkl 6702><tl 40>That I may d{r}owne therin:
<bkl 6703><tl 41>That by my death all men may {s}aye,
<bkl 6704><tl 42>Lo women are as true as they.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6705><tl 43>By me all women may beware,
<bkl 6706><tl 44>That {s}ee my wofull {s}mart,
<bkl 6707><tl 45>To {s}eke true loue let them not {s}pare,
<bkl 6708><tl 46>Befo{r}e they {s}et their hart.
<bkl 6709><tl 47>O{r} els they may become as I,
<bkl 6710><tl 48>Which fo{r} my truth am like to dye.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle In fredome was my fantasie><pmdv1 poem223>
<bkl 6711><tl 0>The louer yelden into his ladies
<bkl 6712><tl 0>handes, praieth
<bkl 6713><tl 0>mercie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6714><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N fredome was my fanta{s}ie
<bkl 6715><tl 2>Abho{r}ryng bondage of the minde,

<bkl 6716><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> But

<page.break><page 174><fol Y3v><f i>
<bkl 6717><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6718><tl 3>But now I yelde my libertie,
<bkl 6719><tl 4>And willingly my {s}elfe I binde.
<bkl 6720><tl 5>Truely to {s}erue with all my hart,
<bkl 6721><tl 6>Whiles life doth la{{s}t} not to reuart.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6722><tl 7>Her beauty bounde me fir{{s}t} of all
<bkl 6723><tl 8>And fo{r}{{s}t} my will fo{r} to con{s}ent:
<bkl 6724><tl 9>And I agree to be her th{r}all,
<bkl 6725><tl 10>Fo{r} as {{s}h}e li{{s}t} I am content.
<bkl 6726><tl 11>My will is hers in that I may,
<bkl 6727><tl 12>And where {{s}h}e biddes I will obey.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6728><tl 13>It lieth in her my wo o{r} welth,
<bkl 6729><tl 14>She may do that {{s}h}e liketh be{{s}t},
<bkl 6730><tl 15>If that {{s}h}e li{{s}t} I haue my helth,
<bkl 6731><tl 16>If {{s}h}e li{{s}t} not in wo I re{{s}t}.
<bkl 6732><tl 17>Sins I am fa{{s}t} within her bandes,
<bkl 6733><tl 18>My wo and welth lieth in her handes.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6734><tl 19>She can no le{{s}{s}}e then pitie me,
<bkl 6735><tl 20>Sith that my faith to her is knowne,
<bkl 6736><tl 21>It were to much extremitie,
<bkl 6737><tl 22>With cruelty to v{s}e her owne.
<bkl 6738><tl 23>Alas a {s}innefull enterp{r}ice,
<bkl 6739><tl 24>To {{s}l}ay that yeldes at her deuice.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6740><tl 25>But I thinke not her hart {s}o harde,
<bkl 6741><tl 26>No{r} that {{s}h}e hath {s}uch cruell lu{{s}t}:
<bkl 6742><tl 27>I doubt nothing of her reward,
<bkl 6743><tl 28>Fo{r} my de{s}ert but well I tru{{s}t},
<bkl 6744><tl 29>As {{s}h}e hath beauty to allure,
<bkl 6745><tl 30>So hath {{s}h}e a hart that will recure.

<bkt text><au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Among dame natures workes><pmdv1 poem224>
<bkl 6746><tl 0>That nature which worketh al thinges
<bkl 6747><tl 0>for our behofe, hath made wo{\-}
<bkl 6748><tl 0>men al{s}o for our comfort
<bkl 6749><tl 0>and delite. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6750><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>Mong dame natures wo{r}kes {s}uch perfite lawe is w{r}ought,
<bkl 6751><tl 2>That things be ruled by cour{s}e of kinde in o{r}der as they ought
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6752><tl 3>And {s}erueth in their {{s}t}ate, in {s}uch iu{{s}t} frame and {s}o{r}te,
<bkl 6753><tl 4>That {{s}l}ender wits may iudge the {s}ame, |&| make therof repo{r}t.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6754><tl 5>Beholde what {s}ecrete fo{r}ce the winde dothe ea{s}ely {{s}h}owe,
<bkl 6755><tl 6>Which guides the {{s}h}ippes amid the {s}eas if he his bellowes blow.

<bkl 6756><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 175><fol Y4r><f i>
<bkl 6757><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6758><tl 7>The waters wax#en wilde where blu{{s}t}ering bla{{s}t}es do ri{s}e,
<bkl 6759><tl 8>Yet {s}eldome do they pa{{s}{s}}e their bond#es fo{r} nature that deui{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6760><tl 9>The fire which boiles the leade and trieth out the golde:
<bkl 6761><tl 10>Hath in his power both help and hurt if he his fo{r}ce vnfolde.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6762><tl 11>The fro{{s}t} which kilth the fruite doth knit the b{r}u{s}ed bones:
<bkl 6763><tl 12>And is a medecin of kind p{r}epared fo{r} the nones.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6764><tl 13>The earth in who{s}e entrails the foode of man doth liue,
<bkl 6765><tl 14>At euery {s}p{r}ing and fall of leafe what ple{s}ure doth {{s}h}e giue.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 6766><tl 15>The aier which life de{s}ires and is to helth {s}o {s}wete
<bkl 6767><tl 16>Of nature yeldes {s}uch liuely {s}melles that c|_o|fo{r}tes euery {s}p{r}ete.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 6768><tl 17>The {s}onne th{r}ough natures might doth d{r}aw away the dew,
<bkl 6769><tl 18>And {s}p{r}edes |{th}+e+| {fl}owers where he is w|_o|t his p{r}incely face to {{s}h}ew
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 6770><tl 19>The Mone which may be cald the lanterne of the night,
<bkl 6771><tl 20>Is halfe a guide to traueling men {s}uch vertue hath her light.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 6772><tl 21>The {{s}t}ers not vertuele{{s}{s}}e are bewtie to the eies,
<bkl 6773><tl 22>A lodes man to the mariner a {s}igne of calmed {s}kies.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 6774><tl 23>The {fl}owers and fruitefull trees to man doe tribute pay,
<bkl 6775><tl 24>And when they haue their duety done by cour{s}e they fade away.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 6776><tl 25>Eche bea{{s}t} both fi{{s}h}e and foule, doth o{ff}er lief and all,
<bkl 6777><tl 26>To no{r}i{{s}h}e man and do him ea{s}e yea {s}erue him at his call.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 6778><tl 27>The {s}erpentes venemous, who{s}e vglye {{s}h}apes we hate,
<bkl 6779><tl 28>Are {s}oueraigne {s}alues fo{r} {s}ondry {s}o{r}es, |&| nedefull in their {{s}t}ate.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 6780><tl 29>Sith nature {{s}h}ewes her power, in eche thing thus at large,
<bkl 6781><tl 30>Why {{s}h}ould not man {s}ubmit hym{s}elf to be in natures charge
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 6782><tl 31>Who thinkes to flee her fo{r}ce, at length becomes her th{r}all,
<bkl 6783><tl 32>The wy{s}e{{s}t} cannot {s}lip her {s}nare, fo{r} nature gouernes all.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 6784><tl 33>Lo, nature gaue vs {{s}h}ape, lo nature fedes our lyues:
<bkl 6785><tl 34>Th|_e| they are wo{r}{s}e th|_e| mad I think, again{{s}t} her fo{r}ce |{th}+t+| {{s}t}riues.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 6786><tl 35>Though {s}ome do v{s}e to {s}ay, which can do nought but fayne,
<bkl 6787><tl 36>Women were made fo{r} this intent, to put vs men to payne.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 6788><tl 37>Yet {s}ure I think they are a plea{s}ure to the mynde,
<bkl 6789><tl 38>A ioy which man can neuer want, as nature hath a{{s}{s}}ynde.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To my mishap alas I fynde><pmdv1 poem225>
<bkl 6790><tl 0>when aduer{s}itie is once fallen,
<bkl 6791><tl 0>it is to late to beware. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6792><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O my mi{{s}h}ap alas I fynde
<bkl 6793><tl 2>That happy hap is daungerous:
<bkl 6794><tl 3>And fo{r}tune wo{r}keth but her kynd
<bkl 6795><tl 4>To make the ioyfull dolo{r}ous.

<bkl 6796><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> But

<page.break><page 176><fol Y4v><f i>
<bkl 6797><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6798><tl 5>But all to late it comes to minde,
<bkl 6799><tl 6>To waile the want that makes me blinde,
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6800><tl 7>Amid my mirth and plea{s}antne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 6801><tl 8>Such chaunce is chaunced {s}odainly,
<bkl 6802><tl 9>That in di{s}paire without red{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 6803><tl 10>I finde my chiefe{{s}t} remedy.
<bkl 6804><tl 11>No new kinde of vnhappine{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 6805><tl 12>Should thus haue left me comfo{r}tle{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6806><tl 13>Who wold haue thought that my reque{{s}t},
<bkl 6807><tl 14>Should b{r}ing me fo{r}th {s}uch bitter frute:
<bkl 6808><tl 15>But now is hapt that I feard le{{s}t},
<bkl 6809><tl 16>And all this harme comes by my {s}ute,
<bkl 6810><tl 17>Fo{r} when I thought me happie{{s}t},
<bkl 6811><tl 18>Euen then hapt all my chiefe vnre{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6812><tl 19>In better ca{s}e was neuer none
<bkl 6813><tl 20>And yet vnwares thus am I trapt,
<bkl 6814><tl 21>My chiefe de{s}ire doth cau{s}e me mone,
<bkl 6815><tl 22>And to my harme my welth is hapt,
<bkl 6816><tl 23>There is no man but I alone,
<bkl 6817><tl 24>That hath {s}uch cau{s}e to {s}igh and mone.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6818><tl 25>Thus am I taught fo{r} to beware
<bkl 6819><tl 26>And tru{{s}t} no mo{r}e {s}uch plea{s}ant chance,
<bkl 6820><tl 27>My happy happe b{r}ed me this care,
<bkl 6821><tl 28>And b{r}ought my mirth to great mi{s}chance.
<bkl 6822><tl 29>There is no man whom happe will {s}pare,
<bkl 6823><tl 30>But when {{s}h}e li{{s}t} his welth is bare.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Al you that frendship><pmdv1 poem226>
<bkl 6824><tl 0>Of a louer that made his one{\-}
<bkl 6825><tl 0>lye God of his
<bkl 6826><tl 0>loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6827><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>L yon[[sic 'you']] that frend{{s}h}ip do p{r}ofe{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 6828><tl 2>And of a frende p{r}e{s}ent the place:
<bkl 6829><tl 3>Geue eare to me that did po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 6830><tl 4>As frendly frutes as ye imb{r}ace.
<bkl 6831><tl 5>And to declare the circum{{s}t}aunce,
<bkl 6832><tl 6>There were them {s}elues that did auaunce:
<bkl 6833><tl 7>To teache me truely how to take,
<bkl 6834><tl 8>A faithfull frende fo{r} vertues {s}ake.

<bkl 6835><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> But

<page.break><page 177><fol Z1r><f i>
<bkl 6836><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6837><tl 9>But I as one of little {s}kill,
<bkl 6838><tl 10>To know what good might grow therby,
<bkl 6839><tl 11>Vnto my welth I had no will,
<bkl 6840><tl 12>No{r} to my nede I had none eye,
<bkl 6841><tl 13>But as the childe dothe learne to go,
<bkl 6842><tl 14>So I in time did learne to know.
<bkl 6843><tl 15>Of all good frutes the wo{r}lde b{r}ought fo{r}th,
<bkl 6844><tl 16>A faythfull frende is thing mo{{s}t} wo{r}th.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 6845><tl 17>Then with all care I {s}ought to finde,
<bkl 6846><tl 18>One wo{r}thy to receiue {s}uch tru{{s}t}:
<bkl 6847><tl 19>One onely that was riche in minde,
<bkl 6848><tl 20>One {s}ecrete, {s}ober, wi{s}e, and iu{{s}t}.
<bkl 6849><tl 21>Whom riches coulde not rai{s}e at all,
<bkl 6850><tl 22>No{r} pouertie p{r}ocure to fall:
<bkl 6851><tl 23>And to be {{s}h}o{r}t in few wo{r}des plaine,
<bkl 6852><tl 24>One {s}uch a frend I did attaine.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 6853><tl 25>And when I did enioy this welth,
<bkl 6854><tl 26>Who liued Lo{r}d in {s}uch a ca{s}e,
<bkl 6855><tl 27>Fo{r} to my frendes it was great helth,
<bkl 6856><tl 28>And to my foes a fowle deface,
<bkl 6857><tl 29>Aad[[sic 'And']] to my {s}elfe a thing {s}o riche
<bkl 6858><tl 30>As {s}eke the wo{r}lde and finde none {s}ich
<bkl 6859><tl 31>Thus by this frende I {s}et {s}uch {{s}t}o{r}e,
<bkl 6860><tl 32>As by my {s}elfe I {s}et no mo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 6861><tl 33>This frende {s}o much was my delight
<bkl 6862><tl 34>When care had clene o{r}ecome my hart,
<bkl 6863><tl 35>One thought of her rid care as quite,
<bkl 6864><tl 36>As neuer care had cau{s}ed my {s}marte
<bkl 6865><tl 37>Thus ioyed I in my frende {s}o dere
<bkl 6866><tl 38>Was neuer frende {s}ate man {s}o nere,
<bkl 6867><tl 39>I carde fo{r} her {s}o much alone,
<bkl 6868><tl 40>That other God I carde fo{r} none.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 6869><tl 41>But as it dothe to them befall,
<bkl 6870><tl 42>That to them {s}elues re{s}pect haue none:
<bkl 6871><tl 43>So my {s}wete gra{ff}e is growen to gall,
<bkl 6872><tl 44>Where I {s}owed mirthe I reaped mone
<bkl 6873><tl 45>This ydoll that I hono{r}de {s}o,
<bkl 6874><tl 46>Is now tran{s}fo{r}med to my fo.
<bkl 6875><tl 47>That me mo{{s}t} plea{s}ed me mo{{s}t} paynes,
<bkl 6876><tl 48>And in di{s}paire my hart remaines.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 6877><tl 49>And fo{r} iu{{s}t} {s}courge of {s}uch de{s}art,
<bkl 6878><tl 50>Th{r}e plages I may my {s}elfe a{{s}{s}}ure,

<bkl 6879><tl 0><bkt sig> Z.i.                         <bkt catchw> Fir{{s}t}

<page.break><page 178><fol Z1v><f i>
<bkl 6880><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 6881><tl 51>Fir{{s}t} of my frende to lo{s}e my parte,
<bkl 6882><tl 52>And next my life may not endure,
<bkl 6883><tl 53>And la{{s}t} of all the mo{r}e to blame,
<bkl 6884><tl 54>My {s}oule {{s}h}all {s}u{ff}er fo{r} the {s}ame,
<bkl 6885><tl 55>Wherfo{r}e ye frendes I warne you all,
<bkl 6886><tl 56>Sit fa{{s}t}e fo{r} feare of {s}uch a fall,

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Death and the kyng><pmdv1 poem227>
<bkl 6887><tl 0>Vpon the death of {s}ir Antony
<bkl 6888><tl 0>Denny. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6889><tl 1><f 2bki>D<f bl>Eath and the kyng did as it were contende,
<bkl 6890><tl 2>Which of them two bare Denny greate{{s}t} loue.
<bkl 6891><tl 3>The king to {{s}h}ew his loue gan farre extende,
<bkl 6892><tl 4>Did him aduaunce his betters farre aboue.
<bkl 6893><tl 5>Nere place, much welthe, great honour eke him gaue,
<bkl 6894><tl 6>To make it knowen what power great p{r}inces haue.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6895><tl 7>But when death came with his triumphant gift,
<bkl 6896><tl 8>From wo{r}ldly cark he quite his weried gho{{s}t},
<bkl 6897><tl 9>Free from the co{r}ps, and {{s}t}raight to heauen it lift,
<bkl 6898><tl 10>Now deme that can who did fo{r} Denny mo{{s}t}.
<bkl 6899><tl 11>The king gaue welth but fadyng and vn{s}ure,
<bkl 6900><tl 12>Death b{r}ought him bli{{s}{s}}e that euer {{s}h}all endure.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lyke as the brake><pmdv1 poem228>
<bkl 6901><tl 0>A compari{s}on of the louers
<bkl 6902><tl 0>paines. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6903><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Yke as the b{r}ake within the riders hande,
<bkl 6904><tl 2>Dothe {{s}t}rayne the ho{r}{s}e nye woode with griefe of payne,
<bkl 6905><tl 3>Not v{s}ed befo{r}e to come in {s}uch a bande,
<bkl 6906><tl 4>Striueth fo{r} griefe, although god%wot in vayne.
<bkl 6907><tl 5>To be as er{{s}t} he was at libertie,
<bkl 6908><tl 6>But fo{r}ce of fo{r}ce dothe {{s}t}raine the contrary.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 6909><tl 7>Euen {s}o {s}ince band dothe cau{s}e my deadly griefe,
<bkl 6910><tl 8>That made me {s}o my wofull chaunce lament,
<bkl 6911><tl 9>Like thing hath b{r}ought me into paine and mi{s}chiefe,
<bkl 6912><tl 10>Saue willingly to it I did a{{s}{s}}ent.
<bkl 6913><tl 11>To binde the thing in fredome which was free,
<bkl 6914><tl 12>That now full {s}o{r}e alas repenteth me.

<bkl 6915><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Of

<page.break><page 179><fol Z2r><f i>
<bkl 6916><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Svche grene to me><pmdv1 poem229>
<bkl 6917><tl 0>Of a Ro{s}emary braunche
<bkl 6918><tl 0>{s}ente. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6919><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Vche grene to me as you haue {s}ent,
<bkl 6920><tl 2>Such grene to you I {s}ende agayn:
<bkl 6921><tl 3>A flow{r}ing hart that wyll not feint,
<bkl 6922><tl 4>Fo{r} d{r}ede of hope or lo{{s}{s}}e of gaine:
<bkl 6923><tl 5>A {{s}t}edfa{{s}t} thought all wholy bent,
<bkl 6924><tl 6>So that he maye your grace obtain:
<bkl 6925><tl 7>As you by p{r}oofe haue alwaies {s}ene,
<bkl 6926><tl 8>To liue your owne and alwayes grene.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle As I haue bene><pmdv1 poem230>
<bkl 6927><tl 0>To his loue of his con{\-}
<bkl 6928><tl 0>{{s}t}ant hart. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6929><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>S I haue bene {s}o will I euer be,
<bkl 6930><tl 2>Vnto my death and lenger yf I might.
<bkl 6931><tl 3>Haue I of loue the frendly lokyng eye,
<bkl 6932><tl 4>Haue I of fo{r}tune the fauour o{r} the {s}pite,
<bkl 6933><tl 5>I am of rock by p{r}oofe as you may {s}ee:
<bkl 6934><tl 6>Not made of waxe no{r} of no metall light,
<bkl 6935><tl 7>As leefe to dye, by chaunge as to deceaue,
<bkl 6936><tl 8>O{r} b{r}eake the p{r}omi{s}e made. And {s}o I leaue.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The golden apple><pmdv1 poem231>
<bkl 6937><tl 0>Of%the token which his
<bkl 6938><tl 0>loue {s}ent him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6939><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He golden apple that the Troyan boy,
<bkl 6940><tl 2>Gaue to Venus the fay{r}e{{s}t} of the th{r}e,
<bkl 6941><tl 3>Which was the cau{s}e of all the w{r}ack of Troy,
<bkl 6942><tl 4>Was not receiued with a greater ioye,
<bkl 6943><tl 5>Then was the {s}ame (my loue) thou {s}ent to me,
<bkl 6944><tl 6>It healed my {s}o{r}e it made my {s}o{r}owes free,
<bkl 6945><tl 7>It gaue me hope it bani{{s}h}t mine annoy:
<bkl 6946><tl 8>Thy happy hand full oft of me was bli{{s}t},
<bkl 6947><tl 9>That can geue {s}uch a {s}alue when that thou li{{s}t}.

<bkl 6948><tl 0><bkt sig> Z.ii.                        <bkt catchw> Manhod

<page.break><page 180><fol Z2v><f i>
<bkl 6949><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Tho Cowerd oft><pmdv1 poem232>
<bkl 6950><tl 0>Manhode auaileth not without
<bkl 6951><tl 0>good Fortune. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6952><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Ho Cowerd oft whom deinty viandes fed,
<bkl 6953><tl 2>That bo{{s}t}ed much his ladies eares to plea{s}e,
<bkl 6954><tl 3>By helpe of them whom vnder him he led
<bkl 6955><tl 4>Hath reapt the palme that valiance could not cea{s}e.
<bkl 6956><tl 5>The vnexpert that {{s}h}oo{r}es vnknowen neare {s}ought,
<bkl 6957><tl 6>Whom Neptune yet apaled not with feare:
<bkl 6958><tl 7>In wand{r}yng {{s}h}ippe on tru{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {s}eas hath tought,
<bkl 6959><tl 8>The {s}kill to fele that time to long doth leare.
<bkl 6960><tl 9>The {s}po{r}tyng knight that {s}co{r}neth Cupides kinde,
<bkl 6961><tl 10>With faned chere the payned cau{s}e to b{r}ede:
<bkl 6962><tl 11>In game vnhides the leden {s}parkes of minde,
<bkl 6963><tl 12>And gaines the gole, where glowyng {fl}ames {{s}h}ould {s}pede,
<bkl 6964><tl 13>Thus I {s}ee p{r}oufe that trouth and manly hart,
<bkl 6965><tl 14>May not auayle, if fo{r}tune chaunce to {{s}t}art.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Though in the waxe><pmdv1 poem233>
<bkl 6966><tl 0>That con{{s}t}ancy of all vertues
<bkl 6967><tl 0>is mo{{s}t} worthy. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6968><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>Hough in the waxe a perfect picture made,
<bkl 6969><tl 2>Dothe {{s}h}ew as fay{r}e as in the marble {{s}t}one,
<bkl 6970><tl 3>Yet do we {s}ee it is e{{s}t}emed of none,
<bkl 6971><tl 4>Becau{s}e that fire o{r} fo{r}ce the fo{r}me dothe fade.
<bkl 6972><tl 5>Wheras the marble holden is full dere,
<bkl 6973><tl 6>Since that endures the date of lenger dayes.
<bkl 6974><tl 7>Of Diamondes it is the greate{{s}t} p{r}ay{s}e,
<bkl 6975><tl 8>So long to la{{s}t} and alwayes one tappere.
<bkl 6976><tl 9>Then if we do e{{s}t}eme that thing fo{r} be{{s}t},
<bkl 6977><tl 10>Which in perfection lenge{{s}t} time dothe la{{s}t}:
<bkl 6978><tl 11>And that mo{{s}t} vayne that turnes with euery bla{{s}t}
<bkl 6979><tl 12>What iewell then with tonge can be exp{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 6980><tl 13>Like to that hart where loue hath framed {s}uch fethe,
<bkl 6981><tl 14>That can not fade but by the fo{r}ce of dethe.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Thestilis thou sely man><pmdv1 poem234>
<bkl 6982><tl 0>A comfort to the complaynt
<bkl 6983><tl 0>of The{{s}t}ilis. <f bl>

<bkl 6984><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The{{s}t}ilis

<page.break><page 181><fol Z3r><f i>
<bkl 6985><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 6986><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He{{s}t}ilis thou {s}ely man, why do{{s}t} thou {s}o complaine,
<bkl 6987><tl 2>If nedes thy loue will thee fo{r}{s}ake, thy mourning is in vaine.
<bkl 6988><tl 3>Fo{r} none can fo{r}ce the {{s}t}reames again{{s}t} their cour{s}e to ronne,
<bkl 6989><tl 4>No{r} yet vnwillyng loue with teares o{r} wailyng can be wonne.
<bkl 6990><tl 5>Cea{s}e thou therfo{r}e thy plaintes, let hope thy {s}o{r}owes ea{s}e,
<bkl 6991><tl 6>The {{s}h}ipmen though their {s}ailes be rent yet hope to {s}cape the {s}eas
<bkl 6992><tl 7>Though {{s}t}raunge {{s}h}e {s}eme a while, yet thinke {{s}h}e will not cha|_u|ge
<bkl 6993><tl 8>Good cau{s}es d{r}iue a ladies loue, {s}ometime to {s}eme full {{s}t}raunge.
<bkl 6994><tl 9>No louer that hath wit, but can fo{r}{s}ee {s}uch happe,
<bkl 6995><tl 10>That no wight can at wi{{s}h} o{r} will {{s}l}epe in his ladies lappe.
<bkl 6996><tl 11>Achilles fo{r} a time fay{r}e Bri{s}es did fo{r}go,
<bkl 6997><tl 12>Yet did they mete with ioye againe, then thinke thou mai{{s}t} do {s}o.
<bkl 6998><tl 13>Though he and louers al in loue {{s}h}arpe {{s}t}o{r}mes do finde,
<bkl 6999><tl 14>Di{s}paire not thou po{r}e The{{s}t}ilis though thy loue {s}eme vnkinde.
<bkl 7000><tl 15>Ah thinke her gra{ff}ed loue can not {s}o {s}one decay,
<bkl 7001><tl 16>Hie {s}p{r}inges may cea{s}e from {s}wellyng {{s}t}yll, but neuer d{r}y away
<bkl 7002><tl 17>Oft {{s}t}o{r}mes of louers y{r}e, do mo{r}e their loue encrea{s}e:
<bkl 7003><tl 18>As {{s}h}inyng {s}unne refre{{s}h}e the frutes wh|_e| rainyng gins to cea{s}e.
<bkl 7004><tl 19>When {s}p{r}inges are waxen lowe, then mu{{s}t} they {fl}ow againe,
<bkl 7005><tl 20>So {{s}h}all thy hart aduaunced be, to plea{s}ure out of paine.
<bkl 7006><tl 21>When lacke of thy delight mo{{s}t} bitter griefe apperes,
<bkl 7007><tl 22>Thinke on Etra{s}cus wo{r}thy loue that la{{s}t}ed thirty yeres,
<bkl 7008><tl 23>Which could not long atcheue his hartes de{s}ired choy{s}e,
<bkl 7009><tl 24>Yet at the ende he founde rewarde that made him to reioyce.
<bkl 7010><tl 25>Since he {s}o long in hope with pacience did remaine,
<bkl 7011><tl 26>Can not thy feruent loue fo{r}beare thy loue a moneth o{r} twaine.
<bkl 7012><tl 27>Admit {{s}h}e minde to chaunge and nedes will thee fo{r}go,
<bkl 7013><tl 28>Is there no mo may thee delight but {{s}h}e that paynes thee {s}o?
<bkl 7014><tl 29>The{{s}t}ilis d{r}aw to the towne and loue as thou ha{{s}t} done,
<bkl 7015><tl 30>In time thou knowe{{s}t} by faythfull loue as good as {{s}h}e is wonne.
<bkl 7016><tl 31>And leaue the de{s}ert woodes and waylyng thus alone,
<bkl 7017><tl 32>And {s}eke to {s}alue thy {s}o{r}e els where, if all her loue be gonne.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lyke as the rage of raine><pmdv1 poem235>
<bkl 7018><tl 0>The vncertaine {{s}t}ate of
<bkl 7019><tl 0>a louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7020><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Yke as the rage of raine,
<bkl 7021><tl 2>Filles riuers with exce{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 7022><tl 3>And as the d{r}ought againe,
<bkl 7023><tl 4>Dothe d{r}aw them le{{s}{s}}e and le{{s}{s}}e.

<bkl 7024><tl 0><bkt sig> Z.iii.                       <bkt catchw> So

<page.break><page 182><fol Z3v><f i>
<bkl 7025><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7026><tl 5>So I bothe fall and clyme,
<bkl 7027><tl 6>With no and yea {s}ometime.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7028><tl 7>As they {s}well hye and hye,
<bkl 7029><tl 8>So dothe encrea{s}e my {{s}t}ate,
<bkl 7030><tl 9>As they fall d{r}ye and d{r}ye
<bkl 7031><tl 10>So doth my wealth abate,
<bkl 7032><tl 11>As yea is mixt with no,
<bkl 7033><tl 12>So mirthe is mixt with wo.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7034><tl 13>As nothing can endure,
<bkl 7035><tl 14>That liues and lackes reliefe,
<bkl 7036><tl 15>So nothing can {{s}t}ande {s}ure,
<bkl 7037><tl 16>Where chaunge dothe raigne as chiefe.
<bkl 7038><tl 17>Wherfo{r}e I mu{{s}t} intende,
<bkl 7039><tl 18>To bowe when others bende.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7040><tl 19>And when they laugh to {s}mile,
<bkl 7041><tl 20>And when they wepe to waile,
<bkl 7042><tl 21>And when they craft, begile,
<bkl 7043><tl 22>And when they fight, a{{s}{s}}ayle,
<bkl 7044><tl 23>And thinke there is no chaunge,
<bkl 7045><tl 24>Can make them {s}eme to {{s}t}raunge.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7046><tl 25>Oh mo{{s}t} vnhappy {{s}l}aue,
<bkl 7047><tl 26>What man may leade this cour{s}e,
<bkl 7048><tl 27>To lacke he would fayne{{s}t} haue,
<bkl 7049><tl 28>O{r} els to do much wo{r}{s}e.
<bkl 7050><tl 29>The{s}e be rewardes fo{r} {s}uch,
<bkl 7051><tl 30>As liue and loue to much.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle At libertie I sit and see><pmdv1 poem236>
<bkl 7052><tl 0>The louer in libertie {s}mileth at
<bkl 7053><tl 0>them in thraldome, that {s}ome{\-}
<bkl 7054><tl 0>time {s}corned his
<bkl 7055><tl 0>bondage. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7056><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>T libertie I {s}it and {s}ee,
<bkl 7057><tl 2>Them that haue er{{s}t} laught me to {s}co{r}ne:
<bkl 7058><tl 3>Whipt with the whip that {s}courged me,
<bkl 7059><tl 4>And now they banne that they were borne.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7060><tl 5>I {s}ee them {s}it full {s}oberlye,
<bkl 7061><tl 6>And thinke their earne{{s}t} lokes to hide:
<bkl 7062><tl 7>Now in them {s}elues they can not {s}pye,
<bkl 7063><tl 8>That they o{r} this in me haue {s}pied.

<tl 0><page.break><page 183><fol Z4r><f i>
<bkl 7064><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7065><tl 9>I {s}ee them {s}ittyng all alone,
<bkl 7066><tl 10>Markyng the {{s}t}eppes ech wo{r}de and loke:
<bkl 7067><tl 11>And now they treade where I haue gone
<bkl 7068><tl 12>The painfull pathe that I fo{r}{s}oke.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7069><tl 13>Now I {s}ee well I {s}aw no whit,
<bkl 7070><tl 14>When they {s}aw well that now are blinde
<bkl 7071><tl 15>But happy hap hath made me quit,
<bkl 7072><tl 16>And iu{{s}t} iudgement hath them a{{s}{s}}inde.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7073><tl 17>I {s}ee them wander all alone,
<bkl 7074><tl 18>And trede full fa{{s}t} in d{r}edfull dout:
<bkl 7075><tl 19>The {s}elfe {s}ame pathe that I haue gone,
<bkl 7076><tl 20>Ble{{s}{s}}ed be hap that b{r}ought me out.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7077><tl 21>At libertie all this I {s}ee,
<bkl 7078><tl 22>And {s}ay no wo{r}de but er{{s}t} among:
<bkl 7079><tl 23>Smiling at them that laught at me,
<bkl 7080><tl 24>Lo {s}uch is hap marke well my {s}ong.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle I read how Troylus><pmdv1 poem237>
<bkl 7081><tl 0>A compari{s}on of his loue wyth
<bkl 7082><tl 0>the faithfull and painful loue
<bkl 7083><tl 0>of Troylus to
<bkl 7084><tl 0>Cre{s}ide. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7085><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Read how Troylus {s}erued in Troy,
<bkl 7086><tl 2>A lady long and many a day,
<bkl 7087><tl 3>And how he bode {s}o great anoy,
<bkl 7088><tl 4>Fo{r} her as all the {{s}t}o{r}ies {s}aye.
<bkl 7089><tl 5>That halfe the paine had neuer man,
<bkl 7090><tl 6>Which had this wofull Troyan than.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7091><tl 7>His youth, his {s}po{r}t, his plea{s}ant chere,
<bkl 7092><tl 8>His courtly {{s}t}ate and company,
<bkl 7093><tl 9>In him {s}o {{s}t}raungly altred were,
<bkl 7094><tl 10>With {s}uch a face of contrary.
<bkl 7095><tl 11>That euery ioye became a wo,
<bkl 7096><tl 12>This poy{s}on new had turned him {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7097><tl 13>And what men thought might mo{{s}t} him ea{s}e
<bkl 7098><tl 14>And mo{{s}t} that fo{r} his comfo{r}t {{s}t}ode,
<bkl 7099><tl 15>The {s}ame did mo{{s}t} his minde di{s}plea{s}e,
<bkl 7100><tl 16>And {s}et him mo{{s}t} in furious mode,
<bkl 7101><tl 17>Fo{r} all his plea{s}ure euer lay,
<bkl 7102><tl 18>To thinke on her that was away,

<bkl 7103><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> His

<page.break><page 184><fol Z4v><f i>
<bkl 7104><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7105><tl 19>His chamber was his common walke,
<bkl 7106><tl 20>Wherin he kept him {s}eretely[[sic '{s}ecretely']],
<bkl 7107><tl 21>He made his bedde the place of talke,
<bkl 7108><tl 22>To heare his great extremitie.
<bkl 7109><tl 23>In nothing els had he delight,
<bkl 7110><tl 24>But euen to be a marty{r} right.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7111><tl 25>And now to call her by her name
<bkl 7112><tl 26>And {{s}t}raight therwith to {s}igh and th{r}obbe:
<bkl 7113><tl 27>And when his fan{s}yes might not frame,
<bkl 7114><tl 28>Then into teares and {s}o to {s}obbe,
<bkl 7115><tl 29>All in extreames and thus he lyes
<bkl 7116><tl 30>Making two fountayns of his eyes.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7117><tl 31>As agues haue {{s}h}arpe {{s}h}iftes of fittes
<bkl 7118><tl 32>Of colde and heat {s}ucce{{s}{s}}iuely:
<bkl 7119><tl 33>So had his head like chaunge of wittes:
<bkl 7120><tl 34>His pacience w{r}ought {s}o diuer{{s}l}y.
<bkl 7121><tl 35>Now vp, now downe, now here, now there,
<bkl 7122><tl 36>Like one that was he wi{{s}t} not where.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 7123><tl 37>And thus though he were P{r}yams {s}onne
<bkl 7124><tl 38>And commen of the kinges hie bloude,
<bkl 7125><tl 39>This care he had er he her wonne.
<bkl 7126><tl 40>Till {{s}h}ee that was his mai{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e good,
<bkl 7127><tl 41>And lothe to {s}ee her {s}eruaunt {s}o,
<bkl 7128><tl 42>Became Phi{s}icion to his wo.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 7129><tl 43>And toke him to her handes and grace,
<bkl 7130><tl 44>And {s}aid {{s}h}e would her minde apply,
<bkl 7131><tl 45>To helpe him in his wofull ca{s}e,
<bkl 7132><tl 46>If {{s}h}e might be his remedy.
<bkl 7133><tl 47>And thus they {s}ay to ea{s}e his {s}mart,
<bkl 7134><tl 48>She made him owner of her hart.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 7135><tl 49>And truth it is except they lye,
<bkl 7136><tl 50>From that day fo{r}th her {{s}t}udy went,
<bkl 7137><tl 51>To {{s}h}ew to loue him faithfully,
<bkl 7138><tl 52>And his whole minde full to content.
<bkl 7139><tl 53>So happy a man at la{{s}t} was he,
<bkl 7140><tl 54>And eke {s}o wo{r}thy a woman {{s}h}e.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 7141><tl 55>Lo lady then iudge you by this,
<bkl 7142><tl 56>Mine ea{s}e and how my ca{s}e dothe fall,
<bkl 7143><tl 57>Fo{r} {s}ure betwene my life and his,
<bkl 7144><tl 58>No di{ff}erence there is at all.
<bkl 7145><tl 59>His care was great {s}o was his paine,
<bkl 7146><tl 60>And mine is not the le{{s}t} of twaine.

<bkl 7147><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 185><fol Aa1r><f i>
<bkl 7148><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 7149><tl 61>Fo{r} what he felt in {s}eruice true
<bkl 7150><tl 62>Fo{r} her whom that he loued {s}o,
<bkl 7151><tl 63>The {s}ame I fele as large fo{r} you,
<bkl 7152><tl 64>To whom I do my {s}eruice owe,
<bkl 7153><tl 65>There was that time in him no payne,
<bkl 7154><tl 66>But now the {s}ame in me dothe raine.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 7155><tl 67>Which if you can compare and waye,
<bkl 7156><tl 68>And how I {{s}t}ande in euery plight,
<bkl 7157><tl 69>Then this fo{r} you I dare well {s}aye,
<bkl 7158><tl 70>Your hart mu{{s}t} nedes remo{r}ce of right
<bkl 7159><tl 71>To graunt me grace and {s}o to do,
<bkl 7160><tl 72>As Cre{s}ide then did Troylus to.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 7161><tl 73>Fo{r} well I wot you are as good
<bkl 7162><tl 74>And euen as faire as euer was {{s}h}ee,
<bkl 7163><tl 75>And commen of as wo{r}thy bloode,
<bkl 7164><tl 76>And haue in you as large pitie.
<bkl 7165><tl 77>To tender me your owne true man,
<bkl 7166><tl 78>As {{s}h}e did him her {s}eruaunt than.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 7167><tl 79>Which gift I p{r}ay God fo{r} my {s}ake,
<bkl 7168><tl 80>Full {s}one and {{s}h}o{r}tly you me {s}ende,
<bkl 7169><tl 81>So {{s}h}all you make my {s}o{r}owes {{s}l}ake,
<bkl 7170><tl 82>So {{s}h}all you b{r}ing my wo to ende.
<bkl 7171><tl 83>And {s}et me in as happy ca{s}e,
<bkl 7172><tl 84>As Troylus with his lady was.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Flee from the prese><pmdv1 poem238>
<bkl 7173><tl 0>To leade a vertuous and
<bkl 7174><tl 0>hone{{s}t} life, <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7175><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Lee fr|_o| the p{r}e{s}e |&| dwell with {s}othfa{{s}t}nes
<bkl 7176><tl 2>Su{ff}i{s}e to thee thy good though it be {s}mall,
<bkl 7177><tl 3>Fo{r} ho{r}de hath hate and climyng ticklene{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 7178><tl 4>P{r}ai{s}e hath enuy, and weall is blinde in all
<bkl 7179><tl 5>Fauour no mo{r}e, then thee behoue {{s}h}all.
<bkl 7180><tl 6>Rede well thy {s}elf that others well can{{s}t} rede,
<bkl 7181><tl 7>And trouth {{s}h}all the deliuer it is no d{r}ede.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7182><tl 8>Paine thee not eche croked to red{r}e{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 7183><tl 9>In hope of her that turneth as a ball,
<bkl 7184><tl 10>Great re{{s}t} {{s}t}andeth in litle bu{s}yne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 7185><tl 11>Beware al{s}o to {s}purne again{{s}t} a nall,
<bkl 7186><tl 12>Striue not as doth a crcoke[[sic 'crooke']] again{{s}t} a wall,

<bkl 7187><tl 0><bkt sig> Aa.i.                        <bkt catchw> Deme

<page.break><page 186><fol Aa1v><f i>
<bkl 7188><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7189><tl 13>Deme fir{{s}t} thy {s}elfe, that deme{{s}t} others dede
<bkl 7190><tl 14>And trouth {{s}h}all the deliuer, it is no d{r}ede.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7191><tl 15>That the is {s}ent, receiue in boxomne{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 7192><tl 16>The w{r}e{{s}t}ling of this wo{r}ld axith a fall:
<bkl 7193><tl 17>Here is no home, here is but wilderne{{s}{s}}e.
<bkl 7194><tl 18>Fo{r}th pilgrame fo{r}th bea{{s}t} out of thy {{s}t}all,
<bkl 7195><tl 19>Looke vp on high, giue thankes to god of all:
<bkl 7196><tl 20>Weane well thy lu{{s}t}, and hone{{s}t} life ay leade,
<bkl 7197><tl 21>So trouth {{s}h}all the deliuer, it is no d{r}eade.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Sins Mars first moued warre><pmdv1 poem239>
<bkl 7198><tl 0>The wounded louer deter[[sic 'deter{\-}']]
<bkl 7199><tl 0>mineth to make {s}ute
<bkl 7200><tl 0>to his lady for
<bkl 7201><tl 0>his recure. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7202><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Ins Mars fir{{s}t} moued warre o{r} {{s}t}irred men to {{s}t}rife,
<bkl 7203><tl 2>Was neuer {s}een {s}o fearce a fight, I {s}carce could {s}cape with life.
<bkl 7204><tl 3>Re{s}i{{s}t} {s}o long I did, till death app{r}oched {s}o nye,
<bkl 7205><tl 4>To {s}aue my {s}elfe I thought it be{{s}t}, with {s}pede away to fly.
<bkl 7206><tl 5>In daunger {{s}t}ill I fled, by flight I thought to {s}cape
<bkl 7207><tl 6>From my dere foe, it vailed not, alas it was to late.
<bkl 7208><tl 7>Fo{r} venus from her campe b{r}ought Cupide with hys b{r}onde,
<bkl 7209><tl 8>Who {s}ayd now yelde, o{r} els de{s}ire {{s}h}all chace the in euery londe.
<bkl 7210><tl 9>Yet would I not {{s}t}raite yelde, till fan{s}y fier{{s}l}y {{s}t}roke,
<bkl 7211><tl 10>Who from my will did cut the raines and charged me |w+t+| this yoke
<bkl 7212><tl 11>Then all the dayes and nightes mine eare might heare the {s}ound,
<bkl 7213><tl 12>What carefull {s}ighes my heart would {{s}t}eale to fele it {s}elf {s}o bound
<bkl 7214><tl 13>Fo{r} though within my b{r}e{{s}t}, thy care I wo{r}ke he {s}ayd,
<bkl 7215><tl 14>Why fo{r} good wyll dide{{s}t} thou behold her per{s}ing iye di{s}playde.
<bkl 7216><tl 15>Alas the fi{{s}h}e is caught, th{r}ough baite, that hides the hoke,
<bkl 7217><tl 16>Euen {s}o her eye me trained hath, and tangled with her loke.
<bkl 7218><tl 17>But o{r} that it be long, my hart thou {{s}h}alt be faine,
<bkl 7219><tl 18>To {{s}t}ay my life p{r}ay her furthth{r}owe {s}wete lokes wh|_a| I c|_o|plaine
<bkl 7220><tl 19>When that {{s}h}e {{s}h}all deny, to doe me that good turne,
<bkl 7221><tl 20>Then {{s}h}all {{s}h}e {s}ee to a{{s}{{s}h}es gray, by flames my body burne.
<bkl 7222><tl 21>De{s}earte of blame to her, no wight may yet impute,
<bkl 7223><tl 22>Fo{r} feare of nay I neuer {s}ought, the way to frame my {s}ute.
<bkl 7224><tl 23>Yet hap that what hap {{s}h}all, delay I may to long,
<bkl 7225><tl 24>A{{s}{s}}ay I {{s}h}all fo{r} I here {s}ay, the {{s}t}ill man oft hath w{r}ong.

<bkl 7226><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 187><fol Aa2r><f i>
<bkl 7227><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The dolefull bell><pmdv1 poem240>
<bkl 7228><tl 0>The louer {s}hewing of the continuall
<bkl 7229><tl 0>paines that abide within his bre{{s}t}
<bkl 7230><tl 0>determineth to die becau{s}e he
<bkl 7231><tl 0>can not haue redre{{s}{s}}e. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7232><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He dolefull bell that {{s}t}ill dothe ring,
<bkl 7233><tl 2>The wofull knell of all my ioyes:
<bkl 7234><tl 3>The w{r}etched hart dothe perce and w{r}inge,
<bkl 7235><tl 4>And fils mine eare with deadly noyes.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7236><tl 5>The hongry vyper in my b{r}e{{s}t},
<bkl 7237><tl 6>That on my hart dothe lye and gnawe:
<bkl 7238><tl 7>Dothe dayly b{r}ede my new vnre{{s}t},
<bkl 7239><tl 8>And deper {s}ighes dothe cau{s}e me d{r}awe.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7240><tl 9>And though I fo{r}ce bothe hande and eye,
<bkl 7241><tl 10>On plea{s}ant matter to attende:
<bkl 7242><tl 11>My {s}o{r}owes to deceaue therby,
<bkl 7243><tl 12>And w{r}etched life fo{r} to amende.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7244><tl 13>Yet goeth the mill within my hart,
<bkl 7245><tl 14>Which gryndeth nought but paine and wo:
<bkl 7246><tl 15>And turneth all my ioye to {s}mart,
<bkl 7247><tl 16>The euill co{r}ne it yeldeth {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7248><tl 17>Though Venus {s}mile with yeldyng eyes,
<bkl 7249><tl 18>And {s}wete mu{s}ike both play and {s}inge:
<bkl 7250><tl 19>Yet doth my {s}p{r}ites fele none of the{s}e,
<bkl 7251><tl 20>The clacke dothe at mine eare {s}o ringe.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7252><tl 21>As {s}malle{{s}t} {s}parckes vncared fo{r},
<bkl 7253><tl 22>To greate{{s}t} {fl}ames dothe {s}one{{s}t} growe,
<bkl 7254><tl 23>Euen {s}o did this myne inwarde {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 7255><tl 24>Begin in game and ende in wo.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 7256><tl 25>And now by v{s}e {s}o {s}wift it goeth,
<bkl 7257><tl 26>That nothing can mine eares {s}o fil:
<bkl 7258><tl 27>But that the clacke it ouergoeth,
<bkl 7259><tl 28>And plucketh me backe into the myll.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 7260><tl 29>But {s}ince the mill will nedes about,
<bkl 7261><tl 30>The pinne wheron the whele dothe go:
<bkl 7262><tl 31>I wyll a{{s}{s}}aye to {{s}t}rike it out,
<bkl 7263><tl 32>And {s}o the myll to ouerth{r}ow.

<bkl 7264><tl 0><bkt sig> Aa.ii.                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 188><fol Aa2v><f i>
<bkl 7265><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle For loue Appollo><pmdv1 poem241>
<bkl 7266><tl 0>The power of loue ouer gods
<bkl 7267><tl 0>them {s}elues. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7268><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>O{r} loue Appollo (his Godhead {s}et a{s}ide)
<bkl 7269><tl 2>Was {s}eruant to the kyng of The{{s}{s}}aley,
<bkl 7270><tl 3>Who{s}e daughter was {s}o plea{s}ant in his eye,
<bkl 7271><tl 4>That bothe his harpe and {s}awtrey he defide.
<bkl 7272><tl 5>And bagpipe {s}olace of the rurall b{r}ide,
<bkl 7273><tl 6>Did pu{ff}e and blowe and on the holtes hy,
<bkl 7274><tl 7>His cattell kept with that rude melody,
<bkl 7275><tl 8>And oft eke him that doth the heauens gyde.
<bkl 7276><tl 9>Hath loue tran{s}fo{r}med to {{s}h}apes fo{r} him to ba{s}e
<bkl 7277><tl 10>Tran{s}muted thus {s}ometime a {s}wan is he,
<bkl 7278><tl 11>Leda taccoye, and eft Europe to plea{s}e,
<bkl 7279><tl 12>A milde white bull, vnw{r}inckled front and face,
<bkl 7280><tl 13>Su{ff}reth her play tyll on his backe lepeth {{s}h}e,
<bkl 7281><tl 14>Whom in great care he ferieth th{r}ough the {s}eas.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Svch waiward waies><pmdv1 poem242>
<bkl 7282><tl 0>Of the {s}utteltye of craftye
<bkl 7283><tl 0>louers. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7284><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Vch waiward waies haue {s}ome when folly {{s}t}irres their b{r}aines
<bkl 7285><tl 2>To fain |&| plaine full oft of loue when le{{s}t} they fele his paynes.
<bkl 7286><tl 3>And fo{r} to {{s}h}ew a griefe {s}uch craft haue they in {{s}t}o{r}e,
<bkl 7287><tl 4>That they can halt and lay a {s}alue wheras they fele no {s}o{r}e.
<bkl 7288><tl 5>As hounde vnto the fote, o{r} dogge vnto the bow,
<bkl 7289><tl 6>So are they made to vent her out whom bent to loue they know
<bkl 7290><tl 7>That if I {{s}h}ould di{s}cribe on hund{r}ed of their d{r}iftes
<bkl 7291><tl 8>Two h|_u|d{r}ed witts be{s}ide mine owne I {{s}h}ould put to their {{s}h}iftes
<bkl 7292><tl 9>No woodman better knowes how fo{r} to lodge his dere
<bkl 7293><tl 10>No{r} {{s}h}ypman on the {s}ea that mo{r}e hath {s}kill to guide the {{s}t}ere
<bkl 7294><tl 11>No{r} beaten dogge to herd can warer cho{s}e his game,
<bkl 7295><tl 12>No{r} {s}choleman to his fan{s}y can a {s}choler better frame.
<bkl 7296><tl 13>Then one of the{s}e which haue olde Ouids art in v{r}e,
<bkl 7297><tl 14>Can {s}eke the wayes vnto their minde a woman to allure.
<bkl 7298><tl 15>As rounde about a hiue the bees do {s}warme alway,
<bkl 7299><tl 16>So rounde about |{th}+t+| hou{s}e they p{r}ea{s}e wherin they {s}eke their p{r}ay.
<bkl 7300><tl 17>And whom they {s}o be{s}ege, it is a wonderous thing,
<bkl 7301><tl 18>What crafty engins to a{{s}{s}}ault the{s}e wily warriers b{r}ing.
<bkl 7302><tl 19>The eye as {s}cout and watch to {{s}t}irre both to and fro,

<bkl 7303><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Dothe

<page.break><page 189><fol Aa3r><f i>
<bkl 7304><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7305><tl 20>Doth {s}erue to {{s}t}ale her here |&| there where {{s}h}e doth come and go,
<bkl 7306><tl 21>The tonge doth plede fo{r} right as herauld of the hart:
<bkl 7307><tl 22>And both the handes as o{r}atours do {s}erue to point they{r} part.
<bkl 7308><tl 23>So {{s}h}ewes the countinaunce then with the{s}e fow{r}e to agree,
<bkl 7309><tl 24>As though in witnes with the re{{s}t} it wold hers {s}wo{r}ne be.
<bkl 7310><tl 25>But if {{s}h}e then mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t} it would turne black to whyte,
<bkl 7311><tl 26>Fo{r} that the woorrier lokes mo{{s}t} {s}moth wh|_e| he wold faine{{s}t} bite.
<bkl 7312><tl 27>Then wit as coun{s}ello{r} a help fo{r} this to fynde:
<bkl 7313><tl 28>Straight makes |{th}+e+| hand as {s}ecretayr fo{r}thwith to w{r}ite his minde
<bkl 7314><tl 29>And {s}o the letters {{s}t}raight emba{{s}{s}}adours are made,
<bkl 7315><tl 30>To treate in ha{{s}t} fo{r} to p{r}ocure her to a better trade.
<bkl 7316><tl 31>Wherin if {{s}h}e do think all this is but a {{s}h}ewe,
<bkl 7317><tl 32>O{r} but a {s}ubtile ma{s}king cloke to hyde a craft#ye {{s}h}rewe.
<bkl 7318><tl 33>Then come they to the larme, then {{s}h}ew they in the fielde,
<bkl 7319><tl 34>Then mu{{s}t}er they in colours {{s}t}range that wayes to make her yeld
<bkl 7320><tl 35>Then {{s}h}oote they batrye of, then compa{{s}{s}}e they her in,
<bkl 7321><tl 36>At tilte and turney oft they {{s}t}riue this {s}elly {s}oule to win.
<bkl 7322><tl 37>Then {s}ound they on their Lutes then {{s}t}rain they fo{r}th their {s}|_o|ge,
<bkl 7323><tl 38>Then romble they with in{{s}t}rumentes to laye her quite a long.
<bkl 7324><tl 39>Then bo{r}de they her with giftes then doe they woe and watche,
<bkl 7325><tl 40>Then night and day they labour hard this {s}imple holde to catche.
<bkl 7326><tl 41>As pathes within a woode, o{r} turnes within a ma{s}e:
<bkl 7327><tl 42>So then they {{s}h}ewe of wyles |&| craftes they can a thou{s}and wayes

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Girt in my giltlesse gowne><pmdv1 poem243>
<bkl 7328><tl 0>Of the di{{s}{s}}embling louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7329><tl 1><f 2bki>G<f bl>Irt in my giltle{{s}{s}}e gowne as I {s}it here and {s}ow,
<bkl 7330><tl 2>I {s}ee that thynges are not in dede as to the outward {{s}h}ow.
<bkl 7331><tl 3>And who {s}o li{{s}t} to loke and note thinges {s}omewhat nere:
<bkl 7332><tl 4>Shall fynd wher playne{{s}{s}}e {s}emes to ha|_u|t nothing but craft appere
<bkl 7333><tl 5>Fo{r} with indi{ff}erent eyes my {s}elf can well di{s}cerne,
<bkl 7334><tl 6>How {s}ome to guide a {{s}h}ip in {{s}t}o{r}mes {s}eke fo{r} to take the {{s}t}erne.
<bkl 7335><tl 7>Who{s}e p{r}acti{s}e yf were p{r}oued in calme to {{s}t}ere a barge,
<bkl 7336><tl 8>A{{s}{s}}uredly beleue it well it were to great a charge.
<bkl 7337><tl 9>And {s}ome I {s}ee agayne {s}it {{s}t}yll and {s}aye but {s}mall,
<bkl 7338><tl 10>That could do ten tymes mo{r}e than they that {s}aye they can do all.
<bkl 7339><tl 11>Who{s}e goodly giftes are {s}uch the mo{r}e they vnder{{s}t}ande,
<bkl 7340><tl 12>The mo{r}e they {s}eke to learne and knowe |&| take le{{s}{s}}e charge in h|_a|d
<bkl 7341><tl 13>And to declare mo{r}e plain the tyme fletes not {s}o fa{{s}t}:
<bkl 7342><tl 14>But I can beare full well in minde the {s}onge now {s}o|_u|ge and pa{{s}t}.
<bkl 7343><tl 15>The authour wherof came w{r}apt in a craftye cloke:

<bkl 7344><tl 0><bkt sig> Aa.iii.                      <bkt catchw> With

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<bkl 7345><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7346><tl 16>With will to fo{r}ce a {fl}amyng fire where he could rai{s}e no {s}moke.
<bkl 7347><tl 17>If power and will had ioynde as it appeareth plaine,
<bkl 7348><tl 18>The truth no{r} right had tane no place their vertues had ben vain.
<bkl 7349><tl 19>So that you may perceiue, and I may {s}afely {s}e,
<bkl 7350><tl 20>The innocent that giltle{{s}{s}}e is, condemned {{s}h}ould haue be.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle As Lawrell leaues><pmdv1 poem244>
<bkl 7351><tl 0>The promi{s}e of a con{{s}t}ant louer. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7352><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl>S Law{r}ell leaues that cea{s}e not to be grene,
<bkl 7353><tl 2>From parching {s}unne, no{r} yet from winters th{r}ette:
<bkl 7354><tl 3>As hardened oke that fearth no {s}wo{r}de {s}o kene,
<bkl 7355><tl 4>As {fl}int fo{r} toole in twaine that will not frette.
<bkl 7356><tl 5>As fa{{s}t} as rocke o{r} piller {s}urely {s}et
<bkl 7357><tl 6>So fa{{s}t} am I to you and aye haue bene.
<bkl 7358><tl 7>A{{s}{s}}uredly whom I can not fo{r}get,
<bkl 7359><tl 8>Fo{r} ioy, fo{r} paine, fo{r} to{r}ment no{r} fo{r} tene.
<bkl 7360><tl 9>Fo{r} lo{{s}{s}}e, fo{r} gayne, fo{r} frownyng, no{r} fo{r} th{r}et.
<bkl 7361><tl 10>But euer one, yea bothe in calme o{r} bla{{s}t},
<bkl 7362><tl 11>Your faithfull frende, and will be to my la{{s}t}.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle False may he be><pmdv1 poem245>
<bkl 7363><tl 0>Again{{s}t} him that had {{s}l}aundered
<bkl 7364><tl 0>a gentlewoman with
<bkl 7365><tl 0>him {s}elfe <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7366><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Al{s}e may he be, and by the powers aboue,
<bkl 7367><tl 2>Neuer haue he good {s}pede o{r} lucke in loue.
<bkl 7368><tl 3>That {s}o can lye o{r} {s}pot the wo{r}thy fame,
<bkl 7369><tl 4>Of her fo{r} whom thou .R. art to blame.
<bkl 7370><tl 5>Fo{r} cha{{s}t}e Diane that hunteth {{s}t}ill the cha{s}e,
<bkl 7371><tl 6>And all her maides that {s}ue her in the race.
<bkl 7372><tl 7>With faire bowes bent and arrowes by their {s}ide,
<bkl 7373><tl 8>Can {s}aye that thou in this ha{{s}t} fal{s}ely lied.
<bkl 7374><tl 9>Fo{r} neuer honge the bow vpon the wall,
<bkl 7375><tl 10>Of Dianes temple no no{r} neuer {{s}h}all.
<bkl 7376><tl 11>Of b{r}oken cha{{s}t}e the {s}acred vowe to {s}pot,
<bkl 7377><tl 12>Of her whom thou do{{s}t}e charge {s}o large I wot.
<bkl 7378><tl 13>But if ought be wherof her blame may ri{s}e,
<bkl 7379><tl 14>It is in that {{s}h}e did not well adui{s}e
<bkl 7380><tl 15>To marke the right as now {{s}h}e dothe thee know,
<bkl 7381><tl 16>Fal{s}e of thy dedes fal{s}e of thy talke al{s}o.
<bkl 7382><tl 17>Lurker of kinde like {s}erpent layd to bite,

<bkl 7383><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> As

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<bkl 7384><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7385><tl 18>As poy{s}on hid vnder the {s}uger white.
<bkl 7386><tl 19>What daunger {s}uche? So was the hou{s}e defilde,
<bkl 7387><tl 20>Of Collatiue: {s}o was the wife begilde.
<bkl 7388><tl 21>So {s}marted {{s}h}e, and by a trayterous fo{r}ce,
<bkl 7389><tl 22>The Cartage quene {s}o {{s}h}e fo{r}did her co{r}{s}e.
<bkl 7390><tl 23>So {{s}t}rangled was the R. {s}o depe can auoyde,
<bkl 7391><tl 24>Fye traytour fye, to thy {{s}h}ame be it {s}ayd,
<bkl 7392><tl 25>Thou dunghyll crowe that croke{{s}t} agayn{{s}t} the rayne,
<bkl 7393><tl 26>Home to thy hole, b{r}ag not with Phebe agayne.
<bkl 7394><tl 27>Carrion fo{r} the and loth{s}ome be thy voyce,
<bkl 7395><tl 28>Thy {s}ong is fowle I wery of thy noyce.
<bkl 7396><tl 29>Thy blacke fethers, which are thy wearyng wede.
<bkl 7397><tl 30>Wet them with teares and {s}o{r}owe fo{r} thy dede.
<bkl 7398><tl 31>And in darke caues, where y{r}ke{s}ome wo{r}mes do crepe,
<bkl 7399><tl 32>Lurke thou all daye, and {fl}ye when thou {{s}h}oulde{{s}t} {{s}l}epe.
<bkl 7400><tl 33>And neuer light where liuyng thing hath life,
<bkl 7401><tl 34>But eat and d{r}inke where {{s}t}inche and filthe is rife.
<bkl 7402><tl 35>Fo{r} {{s}h}e that is a fowle of fethers b{r}yght,
<bkl 7403><tl 36>Admit {{s}h}e toke {s}ome plea{s}ure in thy {s}ight.
<bkl 7404><tl 37>As fowle of {{s}t}ate {s}ometimes delight to take,
<bkl 7405><tl 38>Fowle of meane {s}o{r}t their {fl}ight with them to make.
<bkl 7406><tl 39>Fo{r} play of winge o{r} {s}olace of their kinde:
<bkl 7407><tl 40>But not in {s}o{r}t as thou do{{s}t} b{r}eke thy mynde.
<bkl 7408><tl 41>Not fo{r} to treade with {s}uch foule fowle as thou,
<bkl 7409><tl 42>No no I {s}were and I dare it here auowe.
<bkl 7410><tl 43>Thou neuer {s}ette{{s}t} thy fote within her ne{{s}t},
<bkl 7411><tl 44>Boa{{s}t} not {s}o b{r}oade then to thine owne vnre{{s}t}.
<bkl 7412><tl 45>But blu{{s}h}e fo{r} {{s}h}ame fo{r} in thy face it {{s}t}andes,
<bkl 7413><tl 46>And thou can{{s}t} not vn{s}pot it with thy handes.
<bkl 7414><tl 47>Fo{r} all the heauens again{{s}t} thee reco{r}de beare,
<bkl 7415><tl 48>And all in earth again{{s}t} thee eke will {s}weare.
<bkl 7416><tl 49>That thou in this art euen none other man,
<bkl 7417><tl 50>But as the iudges were to Su{s}an than.
<bkl 7418><tl 51>Fo{r}gers of that where to their lu{{s}t} them p{r}ickt,
<bkl 7419><tl 52>Ba{{s}h}e, bla{s}er then the truth hath thee conuict.
<bkl 7420><tl 53>And {{s}h}e a woman of her wo{r}thy fame,
<bkl 7421><tl 54>Vn{s}potted {{s}t}andes, and thou ha{{s}t} caught the {{s}h}ame.
<bkl 7422><tl 55>And there I p{r}ay to God that it may re{{s}t},
<bkl 7423><tl 56>Fal{s}e as thou art, as fal{s}e as is the be{{s}t},
<bkl 7424><tl 57>That {s}o can{{s}t} w{r}ong the noble kinde of man,
<bkl 7425><tl 58>In whom all trouth fur{{s}t} {fl}oori{{s}t} and began.
<bkl 7426><tl 59>And {s}o hath {{s}t}ande till now the w{r}etched part,

<bkl 7427><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Hath

<page.break><page 192><fol Aa4v><f i>
<bkl 7428><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7429><tl 60>Hath {s}potted vs of who{s}e kinde one thou art.
<bkl 7430><tl 61>That all the {{s}h}ame that euer ro{s}e o{r} may,
<bkl 7431><tl 62>Of {{s}h}amefall dede on thee may light I {s}aye.
<bkl 7432><tl 63>And on thy kinde, and thus I wi{{s}h}e thee rather,
<bkl 7433><tl 64>That all thy {s}ede may like be to their father.
<bkl 7434><tl 65>Vntrue as thou, and fo{r}gers as thou art,
<bkl 7435><tl 66>So as all we be blamele{{s}{s}}e of thy part.
<bkl 7436><tl 67>And of thy dede. And thus I do thee leaue,
<bkl 7437><tl 68>Still to be fal{s}e, and fal{s}ely to deceaue.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle I heard when Fame><pmdv1 poem246>
<bkl 7438><tl 0>A prai{s}e of mai{{s}t}re{{s}{s}}e
<bkl 7439><tl 0>Ryce. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7440><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Heard when Fame with thund{r}yng voice did {s}ommon to appere
<bkl 7441><tl 2>The chiefe of natures child{r}en all that kinde had placed here.
<bkl 7442><tl 3>To view what b{r}ute by vertue got their liues could iu{{s}t}ly craue,
<bkl 7443><tl 4>And bade th|_e| {{s}h}ew what p{r}ai{s}e by truth they wo{r}thy were to haue
<bkl 7444><tl 5>Wherwith I {s}aw how Venus came and put her {s}elfe in place,
<bkl 7445><tl 6>And gaue her ladies leue at large to {{s}t}and and pleade their ca{s}e.
<bkl 7446><tl 7>Eche one was calde by name arowe, in that a{{s}{s}}emble there,
<bkl 7447><tl 8>That hence are gone o{r} here remaines in court o{r} otherwhere.
<bkl 7448><tl 9>A {s}olemne {s}ilence was p{r}oclaimde, the iudges {s}ate and heard,
<bkl 7449><tl 10>What truth could tell o{r} craft could faine, |&| who {{s}h}ould be p{r}eferd.
<bkl 7450><tl 11>Then beauty {{s}t}ept befo{r}e the barre, who{s}e b{r}e{{s}t} and neck was bare
<bkl 7451><tl 12>With heare tru{{s}t} vp and on her head a caule of gold {{s}h}e ware.
<bkl 7452><tl 13>Thus Cupides th{r}alles began to {fl}ock who{s}e hongry eyes did {s}ay
<bkl 7453><tl 14>That {{s}h}e had {{s}t}ayned all the dames that p{r}e{s}ent were that day.
<bkl 7454><tl 15>Fo{r} er {{s}h}e {s}pake |w+t+| whi{s}p{r}ing wo{r}ds, the p{r}ea{s}e was filde th{r}oughout (* 1 syllable from
following line  *)
<bkl 7455><tl 16>And fan{s}y fo{r}ced common voyce therat to geue a {{s}h}oute.
<bkl 7456><tl 17>Which cried to fame take fo{r}th thy trump, |&| {s}ound her p{r}ai{s}e on hie
<bkl 7457><tl 18>That glads the hart of euery wight that her beholdes with eye.
<bkl 7458><tl 19>What {{s}t}irre and rule (quod o{r}der than) do the{s}e rude people make,
<bkl 7459><tl 20>We holde her be{{s}t} that {{s}h}all de{s}erue a p{r}ai{s}e fo{r} vertues {s}ake.
<bkl 7460><tl 21>This {s}entence was no {s}oner {s}aid but beauty therewith blu{{s}h}t,
<bkl 7461><tl 22>The audience cea{s}ed with the {s}ame, and euery thing was whu{{s}h}t.
<bkl 7462><tl 23>Then finene{{s}{s}}e thought by trainyng talke to win that beauty lo{{s}t}.
<bkl 7463><tl 24>And whet her tonges with ioly wo{r}des, and {s}pared fo{r} no co{{s}t}.
<bkl 7464><tl 25>Yet wantonne{{s}{s}}e could not abide, but b{r}ake her tale in ha{{s}t}e,
<bkl 7465><tl 26>And peui{{s}h}e p{r}ide fo{r} pecockes plumes wold nedes be hie{{s}t} pla{{s}t}.
<bkl 7466><tl 27>And therwithall came curiou{s}ne{{s}{s}}e and carped out of frame.

<bkl 7467><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

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<bkl 7468><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7469><tl 28>The audience laught to here the {{s}t}rife as they beheld the {s}ame.
<bkl 7470><tl 29>Yet rea{s}on {s}one appe{s}de the b{r}ute, her reuerence made and don,
<bkl 7471><tl 30>She purcha{s}ed fauour fo{r} to {s}peake and thus her tale begoon,
<bkl 7472><tl 31>Sins bountye {{s}h}all the garland were and crowned be by fame,
<bkl 7473><tl 32>O happy iudges call fo{r} her fo{r} {{s}h}e de{s}erues the {s}ame.
<bkl 7474><tl 33>Where t|_e|perance gouernes bewtyes flowers |&| glo{r}y is not {s}ought
<bkl 7475><tl 34>And {{s}h}amefa{{s}t} mekenes ma{{s}t}reth p{r}ide |&| vertue dwels in thought
<bkl 7476><tl 35>Byd her come fo{r}th and {{s}h}ew her face o{r} els a{{s}{s}}ent eche one,
<bkl 7477><tl 36>That true repo{r}t {{s}h}all graue her name in gold o{r} marble {{s}t}one.
<bkl 7478><tl 37>Fo{r} all the wo{r}ld to rede at will what wo{r}thines doth re{{s}t},
<bkl 7479><tl 38>In perfect pure vn{s}potted life which {{s}h}e hath here po{{s}{s}}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 7480><tl 39>Then {s}kill ro{s}e vp and {s}ought the p{r}eace to find if |{th}+t+| he might
<bkl 7481><tl 40>A per{s}on of {s}uch hone{{s}t} name that men {{s}h}ould p{r}ai{s}e of right.
<bkl 7482><tl 41>This one I {s}aw full {s}adly {s}it and {{s}h}{r}inke her {s}elf a {s}ide,
<bkl 7483><tl 42>Who{s}e {s}ober lokes did {{s}h}ew what gifts her wiefly grace did hide
<bkl 7484><tl 43>Lo here (quod {s}kill, good people all) is Lucrece left aliue,
<bkl 7485><tl 44>And {{s}h}e {{s}h}all mo{{s}t} excepted be that le{{s}t} fo{r} p{r}ai{s}e did {{s}t}riue.
<bkl 7486><tl 45>No lenger fame could hold her peace, but blew a bla{{s}t} {s}o hye,
<bkl 7487><tl 46>That made an eckow in the ayer and {s}owning th{r}ough the {s}ky.
<bkl 7488><tl 47>The voice was loude |&| thus it {s}ayd come Ri{s}e with happy daies,
<bkl 7489><tl 48>Thy hone{{s}t} life hath wonne the fame |&| crowned thee with p{r}aies.
<bkl 7490><tl 49>And when I heard my mai{{s}t}res name I th{r}u{{s}t} amids the th{r}ong.
<bkl 7491><tl 50>And clapt my handes and wi{{s}h}t of god |{th}+t+| {{s}h}e might p{r}o{s}per long.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle I ne can close><pmdv1 poem247>
<bkl 7492><tl 0>Of one vniu{{s}t}ly
<bkl 7493><tl 0>defamed. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7494><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl> Ne can clo{s}e in {{s}h}o{r}t and cunning ver{s}e,
<bkl 7495><tl 2>Thy wo{r}thy p{r}ai{s}e of bountie by de{s}art:
<bkl 7496><tl 3>The hatefull {s}pite and {s}launder to reher{s}e.
<bkl 7497><tl 4>Of them that {s}ee but know not what thou art,
<bkl 7498><tl 5>Fo{r} kind by craft hath w{r}ought thee {s}o to eye,
<bkl 7499><tl 6>That no wight may thy wit and vertue {s}pye.
<bkl 7500><tl 7>But he haue other fele then outward {s}ight,
<bkl 7501><tl 8>The lack wherof doth hate and {s}pite to trie
<bkl 7502><tl 9>Thus kind thy craft is let of vertues light:
<bkl 7503><tl 10>See how the outward {{s}h}ew the wittes may dull:
<bkl 7504><tl 11>Not of the wi{s}e but as the mo{{s}t} entend,
<bkl 7505><tl 12>Minerua yet might neuer perce their {s}cull,
<bkl 7506><tl 13>That Circes cup and Cupides b{r}and hath blend.

<bkl 7507><tl 0><bkt sig> Bb.i.                        <bkt catchw> Who{s}e

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<bkl 7508><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7509><tl 14>Who{s}e fonde a{ff}ects now {{s}t}urred haue their b{r}aine,
<bkl 7510><tl 15>So dothe thy hap thy hue with colour {{s}t}aine.
<bkl 7511><tl 16>Beauty thy foe thy {{s}h}ape doubleth thy {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 7512><tl 17>To hide thy wit and {{s}h}ewe thy vertue vayne,
<bkl 7513><tl 18>Fell were thy fate, if wi{s}dome were not mo{r}e.
<bkl 7514><tl 19>I meane by thee euen G. by name,
<bkl 7515><tl 20>Whom {{s}t}o{r}my windes of enuy and di{s}daine,
<bkl 7516><tl 21>Do to{{s}{s}}e with boi{{s}t}eous bla{{s}t}es of wicked fame.
<bkl 7517><tl 22>Where {{s}t}edfa{{s}t}ne{{s}{s}}e as chiefe in thee dothe raigne,
<bkl 7518><tl 23>Pacience thy {s}etled minde dothe guide and {{s}t}ere,
<bkl 7519><tl 24>Silence and {{s}h}ame with many re{{s}t}eth there.
<bkl 7520><tl 25>Till time thy mother li{{s}t} them fo{r}th to call,
<bkl 7521><tl 26>Happy is he that may enioye them all.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Yet once againe my muse><pmdv1 poem248>
<bkl 7522><tl 0>Of the death of the late county
<bkl 7523><tl 0>of Penbroke. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7524><tl 1><f bkbl>Y<f bl>Et once againe my mu{s}e I pardon p{r}ay, (* single-height black letter 'Y' in double-height block space
*)
<bkl 7525><tl 2>Thine intermitted {s}ong if I repete:
<bkl 7526><tl 3>Not in {s}uch wi{s}e as when loue was my pay,
<bkl 7527><tl 4>My ioly wo with ioyfull ver{s}e to treat.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7528><tl 5>But now (vnthanke to our de{s}ert be geuen,
<bkl 7529><tl 6>Which merite not a heauens gift to kepe)
<bkl 7530><tl 7>Thou mu{{s}t} with me bewaile that fate hath reuen,
<bkl 7531><tl 8>From earth a iewell laied in earth to {s}lepe.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7532><tl 9>A iewell, yea a gemme of womanhed,
<bkl 7533><tl 10>Who{s}e perfect vertues linked as in chaine:
<bkl 7534><tl 11>So did ado{r}ne that humble wiuelyhed,
<bkl 7535><tl 12>As is not rife to finde the like againe.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7536><tl 13>Fo{r} wit and learnyng framed to obey,
<bkl 7537><tl 14>Her hu{s}bandes will that willed her to v{s}e
<bkl 7538><tl 15>The loue he bare her chiefely as a {{s}t}aye,
<bkl 7539><tl 16>Fo{r} all her frendes that would her furtherance chu{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7540><tl 17>Well {s}ayd therfo{r}e a heauens gift {{s}h}e was,
<bkl 7541><tl 18>Becau{s}e the be{{s}t} are {s}one{{s}t} hence bereft:
<bkl 7542><tl 19>And though her {s}elfe to heauen hence did pa{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 7543><tl 20>Her {s}poyle to earth from whence it came {{s}h}e left.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7544><tl 21>And to vs teares her ab{s}ence to lament,
<bkl 7545><tl 22>And eke his chance that was her make by lawe:
<bkl 7546><tl 23>Who{s}e lo{{s}{s}}e to lo{s}e {s}o great an o{r}nament,
<bkl 7547><tl 24>Let them e{{s}t}eme which true loues knot can d{r}aw.

<bkl 7548><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> That

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<bkl 7549><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text>

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Why fearest thou><pmdv1 poem249>
<bkl 7550><tl 0>That eche thing is hurt of
<bkl 7551><tl 0>it {s}elfe. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7552><tl 1><f bkbl>W<f bl>Hy feare{{s}t} thou thy outward foe, (* single-height black letter 'W' in double-height block space *)
<bkl 7553><tl 2>When thou thy {s}elfe thy harme do{{s}t}e fede,
<bkl 7554><tl 3>Of griefe, o{r} hurt, of paine, of wo,
<bkl 7555><tl 4>Within eche thing is {s}owen the {s}ede.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7556><tl 5>So fine was neuer yet the cloth,
<bkl 7557><tl 6>No {s}mith {s}o harde his y{r}on did beate:
<bkl 7558><tl 7>But thone con{s}umed was with mothe,
<bkl 7559><tl 8>Thother with canker all to fret.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7560><tl 9>The knotty oke and wein{s}cot old,
<bkl 7561><tl 10>Within dothe eat the {s}illy wo{r}me:
<bkl 7562><tl 11>Euen {s}o a minde in enuy rold,
<bkl 7563><tl 12>Alwayes within it {s}elf doth burne.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7564><tl 13>Thus euery thing that nature w{r}ought,
<bkl 7565><tl 14>Within it {s}elf his hurt doth beare:
<bkl 7566><tl 15>No outward harme nede to be {s}ought,
<bkl 7567><tl 16>Where enmies be within {s}o neare.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The flickeryng fame><pmdv1 poem250>
<bkl 7568><tl 0>Of the choi{s}e of a wife. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7569><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He {fl}ickeryng fame that {fl}ieth from eare to eare.
<bkl 7570><tl 2>And aye her {{s}t}rength enccea{s}eth[[sic 'encrea{s}eth']] with her {fl}ight
<bkl 7571><tl 3>Geues fir{{s}t} the cau{s}e why men to heare delight,
<bkl 7572><tl 4>Of tho{s}e whom {{s}h}e dothe note fo{r} beauty b{r}ight.
<bkl 7573><tl 5>And with this fame that {fl}ieth on {s}o fa{{s}t},
<bkl 7574><tl 6>Fan{s}y dothe hye when rea{s}on makes no ha{{s}t}e
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7575><tl 7>And yet not {s}o content they wi{{s}h}e to {s}ee
<bkl 7576><tl 8>And thereby knowe if fame haue {s}ayd aright.
<bkl 7577><tl 9>Mo{r}e tru{{s}t}yng to the triall of their eye,
<bkl 7578><tl 10>Then to the b{r}ute that goes of any wight.
<bkl 7579><tl 11>Wi{s}e in that poynt that lightly will not leeue,
<bkl 7580><tl 12>Vnwi{s}e to {s}eke that may them after greue.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7581><tl 13>Who knoweth not how {s}ight may loue allure,
<bkl 7582><tl 14>And kindle in the hart a hotte de{s}ire:
<bkl 7583><tl 15>The eye to wo{r}ke that fame could not p{r}ocure,
<bkl 7584><tl 16>Of greater cau{s}e there commeth hotter fire.
<bkl 7585><tl 17>Fo{r} ere he wete him {s}elf he feleth warme,
<bkl 7586><tl 18>The fame and eye the cau{s}ers of his harme.

<bkl 7587><tl 0><bkt sig> Bb.ii.                       <bkt catchw> Let

<page.break><page 196><fol Bb2v><f i>
<bkl 7588><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar4> 
<bkl 7589><tl 19>Let fame not make her knowen whom I {{s}h}all know,
<bkl 7590><tl 20>No{r} yet mine eye therin to be my guide:
<bkl 7591><tl 21>Su{ff}i{s}eth me that vertue in her grow,
<bkl 7592><tl 22>Who{s}e {s}imple life her fathers walles do hide.
<bkl 7593><tl 23>Content with this I leaue the re{{s}t} to go,
<bkl 7594><tl 24>And in {s}uch choi{s}e {{s}h}all {{s}t}ande my welth and wo.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Who loues to liue in peace><pmdv1 poem251>
<bkl 7595><tl 0>De{s}cripcion of an vngodlye
<bkl 7596><tl 0>worlde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7597><tl 1>WHo loues to liue in peace, and marketh euery change,
<bkl 7598><tl 2>Shal hear {s}uch news fr|_o| time to time, as {s}emeth w|_o|derous {{s}t}r|_a|ge.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7599><tl 3>Such fraude in frendly lokes, {s}uch frend{{s}h}ippe all fo{r} gayne:
<bkl 7600><tl 4>Such cloked w{r}ath in hatefull harts, which wo{r}ldly men retayne.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7601><tl 5>Such fayned {fl}atteryng fayth, amongs both hye and low:
<bkl 7602><tl 6>Such great deceite, {s}uch {s}ubtell wittes, the po{r}e to ouerth{r}owe.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7603><tl 7>Such {s}pite in {s}ugred tonges, {s}uch malice full of p{r}ide:
<bkl 7604><tl 8>Such open w{r}ong {s}uch great vntruth, which can not go vn{s}pied.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7605><tl 9>Such re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e {s}ute fo{r} roumes, which b{r}ingeth men to care:
<bkl 7606><tl 10>Such {{s}l}idyng downe from {{s}l}ipp{r}y {s}eates, yet can we not beware.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7607><tl 11>Such barkyng at the good, {s}uch bol{{s}t}rynge of the yll:
<bkl 7608><tl 12>Such th{r}eatnyng of the w{r}athe of God, {s}uch vyce emb{r}aced {{s}t}yll.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 7609><tl 13>Such {{s}t}riuynge fo{r} the be{{s}t}, {s}uch climyng to e{{s}t}ate:
<bkl 7610><tl 14>Such great di{{s}{s}}emblyng euery where, {s}uch loue all mixt wyth hate
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 7611><tl 15>Such traynes to trap the iu{{s}t}, {s}uch p{r}ollyng faultes to pyke:
<bkl 7612><tl 16>Such cruell wo{r}des fo{r} {s}peakyng truth, who euer hearde the like.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 7613><tl 17>Such {{s}t}rife fo{r} {{s}t}irryng {{s}t}rawes, {s}uch di{s}co{r}d dayly w{r}ought,
<bkl 7614><tl 18>Such fo{r}ged tales dul wits to blind, {s}uch matters made of nought
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 7615><tl 19>Such tri{fl}es tolde fo{r} trouth, {s}uch credityng of lyes,
<bkl 7616><tl 20>Such {s}ilence kept when foles do {s}peake, {s}uch laughyng at the wi{s}e
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 7617><tl 21>Such plenty made {s}o {s}carce, {s}uch criyng fo{r} red{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 7618><tl 22>Such feared {s}ignes of our decay, which tong dares not exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 7619><tl 23>Such chaunges lightly markt, {s}uch troubles {{s}t}ill apperes,
<bkl 7620><tl 24>Which neuer were befo{r}e this time, no not this thou{s}and yeres.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 7621><tl 25>Such b{r}ibyng fo{r} the pur{s}e, which euer gapes fo{r} mo{r}e,
<bkl 7622><tl 26>Such ho{r}dyng vp of wo{r}ldly welth, {s}uch kepyng muck in {{s}t}o{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 7623><tl 27>Such folly founde in age, {s}uch will in tender youth,
<bkl 7624><tl 28>Such {s}und{r}y {s}o{r}tes among great clarkes, |&| few |{th}+t+| {s}peake the truth
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 7625><tl 29>Such fal{{s}h}ed vnder craft, and {s}uch vn{{s}t}edfa{{s}t} wayes,
<bkl 7626><tl 30>Was neuer {s}ene within mens hartes, as is found now adayes.

<bkl 7627><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> The

<page.break><page 197><fol Bb3r><f i>
<bkl 7628><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 7629><tl 31>The cau{s}e and ground of this is our vnquiet minde,
<bkl 7630><tl 32>Which thinkes to take tho{s}e goods away which we mu{{s}t} leue behinde. (* 1 syllable from following line *)
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 7631><tl 33>Why do men {s}eke to get which they cannot po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 7632><tl 34>O{r} b{r}eke their {s}lepes |w+t+| carefull thoughtes |&| all fo{r} w{r}etchednes.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 7633><tl 35>Though one amonges a {s}ko{r}e, hath welth and ea{s}e a while,
<bkl 7634><tl 36>A thou{s}and want which toyleth {s}o{r}e and trauaile many a mile.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 7635><tl 37>And {s}ome although they {s}lepe, yet welth falles in their lap,
<bkl 7636><tl 38>Thus {s}ome be riche and {s}ome be po{r}e as fo{r}tune geues the hap,
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 7637><tl 39>Wherfo{r}e I holde him wi{s}e which thinkes him{s}elf at ea{s}e,
<bkl 7638><tl 40>And is content in {s}imple {{s}t}ate both god and man to plea{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 7639><tl 41>Fo{r} tho{s}e that liue like gods and hono{r}ed are to day,
<bkl 7640><tl 42>Within {{s}h}o{r}t time their glo{r}y falles as flowers do fade away.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 7641><tl 43>Vncertein is their lifes on whom this wo{r}ld will frowne,
<bkl 7642><tl 44>Fo{r} though they {s}it aboue |{th}+e+| {{s}t}arres a {{s}t}o{r}m may {{s}t}rike th|_e| downe
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 7643><tl 45>In welth who feares no fall may {s}lide from ioy full {s}one,
<bkl 7644><tl 46>There is no thing {s}o {s}ure on earth but changeth as the Mone.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 7645><tl 47>What plea{s}ure hath the riche o{r} ea{s}e mo{r}e then the po{r}e,
<bkl 7646><tl 48>Although he haue a ple{s}ant hou{s}e his trouble is the mo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 7647><tl 49>T#hey bowe and {s}peake him fay{r}e, which {s}eke to {s}uck his blood,
<bkl 7648><tl 50>And {s}ome do wi{{s}h}e his {s}oule in hell and all to haue his good.
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 7649><tl 51>The coueting of the goodes doth nought but dull the {s}pirite,
<bkl 7650><tl 52>And {s}ome men chaunce to ta{{s}t} the {s}ower that gropeth fo{r} the {s}wete
<pmdv2 vpar27>
<bkl 7651><tl 53>The riche is {{s}t}ill enuied by tho{s}e which eate his b{r}ed,
<bkl 7652><tl 54>With fawning {s}pech and flattering tales his eares are dayly fed.
<pmdv2 vpar28>
<bkl 7653><tl 55>In fine I {s}ee and p{r}oue the riche haue many foes,
<bkl 7654><tl 56>He {s}lepeth be{{s}t} and careth le{{s}t} that litle hath to lo{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar29>
<bkl 7655><tl 57>As time requireth now who would avoide much {{s}t}rife,
<bkl 7656><tl 58>Were better liue in po{r}e e{{s}t}ate then leade a p{r}inces life.
<pmdv2 vpar30>
<bkl 7657><tl 59>To pa{{s}{s}}e tho{s}e troble{s}ome times I {s}ee but little choi{s}e,
<bkl 7658><tl 60>But help to waile with tho{s}e that wepe |&| laugh when they reioi{s}e
<pmdv2 vpar31>
<bkl 7659><tl 61>Fo{r} as we {s}e to day our b{r}other b{r}ought in care,
<bkl 7660><tl 62>To mo{r}ow may we haue {s}uch chance to fall with him in {s}nare,
<pmdv2 vpar32>
<bkl 7661><tl 63>Of this we may be {s}ure, who thinkes to {s}it mo{{s}t} fa{{s}t},
<bkl 7662><tl 64>Shal {s}one{{s}t} fal like wethered leaues that cannot bide a bla{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar33>
<bkl 7663><tl 65>Though that the flood be great, the ebbe as lowe doth ronne,
<bkl 7664><tl 66>When euery man hath playd his part our pagent {{s}h}al%be donne.
<pmdv2 vpar34>
<bkl 7665><tl 67>Who tru{{s}t}es this w{r}etched wo{r}ld I hold him wo{r}{s}e then mad,
<bkl 7666><tl 68>Here is not one that fereth god the be{{s}t} is all to badde.
<pmdv2 vpar35>
<bkl 7667><tl 69>Fo{r} tho{s}e that {s}eme as {s}aintes are deuilles in their dedes:
<bkl 7668><tl 70>Though |{th}+t+| the earth b{r}inges fo{r}th {s}ome flowers it beareth many wedes. (* 1 word from following line *)
<pmdv2 vpar36>
<bkl 7669><tl 71>I {s}e no p{r}e{s}ent help from mi{s}chief to p{r}euaile,
<bkl 7670><tl 72>But {fl}ee the {s}eas of wo{r}ldly cares o{r} beare a quiet {s}ayle.

<bkl 7671><tl 0><bkt sig> B.iii.[[sic 'Bb.iii.']]      <bkt catchw> Fo{r}

<page.break><page 198><fol Bb3v><f i>
<bkl 7672><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar37>
<bkl 7673><tl 73>Fo{r} who that medleth lea{{s}t} {{s}h}all {s}aue him {s}e{s}fe[[sic '{s}elfe']] from {s}mart,
<bkl 7674><tl 74>Who {{s}t}y{r}res an oare in euery boat {{s}h}al play a foli{{s}h} part.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Walkyng the pathe><pmdv1 poem252>
<bkl 7675><tl 0>The di{s}pairyng louer la{\-}
<bkl 7676><tl 0>menteth. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7677><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Alkyng the pathe of pen{s}iue thought,
<bkl 7678><tl 2>I a{s}kt my hart how came this wo.
<bkl 7679><tl 3>Thine eye (quod he) this care me b{r}ought.
<bkl 7680><tl 4>Thy minde, thy witte, thy will al{s}o
<bkl 7681><tl 5>Enfo{r}ceth me to loue her euer,
<bkl 7682><tl 6>This is the cau{s}e ioye {{s}h}all I neuer.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7683><tl 7>And as I walkt as one di{s}mayde,
<bkl 7684><tl 8>Thinkyng that w{r}ong this wo me lent:
<bkl 7685><tl 9>Right, {s}ent me wo{r}de by w{r}ath, which {s}ayd,
<bkl 7686><tl 10>This iu{{s}t} iudgement to thee is {s}ent:
<bkl 7687><tl 11>Neuer to dye, but diyng euer,
<bkl 7688><tl 12>Till b{r}eath thee faile, ioy {{s}h}alt thou neuer.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7689><tl 13>Sithe right doth iudge this wo tendure,
<bkl 7690><tl 14>Of health, of wealth, of remedy:
<bkl 7691><tl 15>As I haue done {s}o be {{s}h}e {s}ure,
<bkl 7692><tl 16>Of fayth and trouth vntill I dye.
<bkl 7693><tl 17>And as this payne cloke {{s}h}all I euer,
<bkl 7694><tl 18>So inwardly ioye {{s}h}all I neuer.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7695><tl 19>Gripyng of gripes greue not {s}o {s}o{r}e,
<bkl 7696><tl 20>No{r} {s}erpentes {{s}t}yng cau{s}eth {s}uch {s}marte,
<bkl 7697><tl 21>Nothing on earth may payne me mo{r}e,
<bkl 7698><tl 22>Then {s}ight that per{{s}t} my wofull hart.
<bkl 7699><tl 23>D{r}owned with cares {{s}t}yll to per{s}euer,
<bkl 7700><tl 24>Come death betimes, ioye {{s}h}all I neuer.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7701><tl 25>O libertie why doe{{s}t} thou {s}warue,
<bkl 7702><tl 26>And {{s}t}eale away thus all at ones:
<bkl 7703><tl 27>And I in p{r}y{s}on like to {{s}t}erue,
<bkl 7704><tl 28>Fo{r} lacke of fode do gnaw on bones.
<bkl 7705><tl 29>My hope and tru{{s}t} in thee was euer,
<bkl 7706><tl 30>Now thou art gone ioye {{s}h}all I neuer.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7707><tl 31>But {{s}t}yll as one all de{s}perate,
<bkl 7708><tl 32>To leade my life in mi{s}erie:
<bkl 7709><tl 33>Sith feare from hope hath lockt the gate,
<bkl 7710><tl 34>Where pity {{s}h}ould graunt remedye.

<bkl 7711><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Di{s}paire

<page.break><page 199><fol Bb4r><f i>
<bkl 7712><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7713><tl 35>Di{s}paire this lotte a{{s}{s}}ignes me euer,
<bkl 7714><tl 36>To liue in payne. Ioee {{s}h}all I neuer.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle From worldly wo><pmdv1 poem253>
<bkl 7715><tl 0>An epitaph of mai{{s}t}er Henry
<bkl 7716><tl 0>williams. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7717><tl 1><f 2bki>F<f bl>Rom wo{r}ldly wo the mede of mi{s}beliefe,
<bkl 7718><tl 2>From cau{s}e of care that leadeth to lament,
<bkl 7719><tl 3>From vaine delight the grounde of greater griefe,
<bkl 7720><tl 4>From feare from frendes, from matter to repent,
<bkl 7721><tl 5>From painfull panges la{{s}t} {s}o{r}ow that is {s}ent.
<bkl 7722><tl 6>From d{r}ede of death {s}ithe death dothe {s}et vs free,
<bkl 7723><tl 7>With it the better plea{s}ed {{s}h}ould we be.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7724><tl 8>This loth{s}ome life where likyng we do finde,
<bkl 7725><tl 9>Thencrea{s}er of our crimes: dothe vs beriue,
<bkl 7726><tl 10>Our bli{{s}{s}}e that alway ought to be in minde.
<bkl 7727><tl 11>This wyly wo{r}lde whiles here we b{r}eath aliue,
<bkl 7728><tl 12>And {fl}e{{s}h}e our fayned fo, do {{s}t}ifely {{s}t}riue
<bkl 7729><tl 13>To {fl}atter vs a{{s}{s}}uryng here the ioye,
<bkl 7730><tl 14>Where we alas do finde but great annoy.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7731><tl 15>Vntolde heapes though we haue of wo{r}ldly welth,
<bkl 7732><tl 16>Though we po{{s}{s}}e{{s}{s}}e the {s}ea and frutefull grounde,
<bkl 7733><tl 17>Strength, beauty, knowledge, and vnharmed helth,
<bkl 7734><tl 18>Though at our wi{{s}h}e all plea{s}ure do abound.
<bkl 7735><tl 19>It were but vaine, no frend{{s}h}ip can be founde,
<bkl 7736><tl 20>When death a{{s}{s}}aulteth with his d{r}edfull dart.
<bkl 7737><tl 21>No raun{s}ome can {{s}t}ay the home ha{{s}t}yng hart.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7738><tl 22>And {s}ithe thou ha{{s}t} cut the liues line in twaine,
<bkl 7739><tl 23>Of Henry, {s}onne to {s}ir Iohn Williams knight,
<bkl 7740><tl 24>Who{s}e manly hart and p{r}owes none coulde {{s}t}ayne.
<bkl 7741><tl 25>Who{s}e godly life to vertue was our light,
<bkl 7742><tl 26>Who{s}e wo{r}thy fame {{s}h}all {fl}o{r}i{{s}h}e long by right.
<bkl 7743><tl 27>Though in this life {s}o cruell mighte{{s}t} thou be,
<bkl 7744><tl 28>His {s}pirite in heauen {{s}h}all triumph ouer thee.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To false report><pmdv1 poem254>
<bkl 7745><tl 0>Again{{s}t} a gentlewoman by whom
<bkl 7746><tl 0>he was refu{s}ed. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7747><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O fal{s}e repo{r}t and {fl}ying fame,
<bkl 7748><tl 2>While er{{s}t} my minde gaue credite light,

<bkl 7749><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Bel{\-}

<page.break><page 200><fol Bb4v><f i>
<bkl 7750><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7751><tl 3>Beleuyng that her bol{{s}t}red name
<bkl 7752><tl 4>Had {{s}t}u{ff}e to {{s}h}ew that p{r}ai{s}e did hight.
<bkl 7753><tl 5>I finde well now I did mi{{s}t}ake,
<bkl 7754><tl 6>Vpon repo{r}t my gounde[[sic 'grounde']] to make.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7755><tl 7>I hearde it {s}ayd {s}uch one was {{s}h}e,
<bkl 7756><tl 8>As rare to finde as parragon,
<bkl 7757><tl 9>Of lowly cheare of heart {s}o free,
<bkl 7758><tl 10>As her fo{r} bounty could pa{{s}{s}}e none.
<bkl 7759><tl 11>Such one {s}o%faire though fo{r}me and face,
<bkl 7760><tl 12>Were meane to pa{{s}{s}}e in {s}econde place.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7761><tl 13>I {s}ought it neare thinkyng to finde,
<bkl 7762><tl 14>Repo{r}t and dede both to agree:
<bkl 7763><tl 15>But chaunge had tride her {s}uttell minde,
<bkl 7764><tl 16>Of fo{r}ce I was enfo{r}ced to {s}ee,
<bkl 7765><tl 17>That {{s}h}e in dede was nothing {s}o,
<bkl 7766><tl 18>Which made my will my hart fo{r}go.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7767><tl 19>Fo{r} {{s}h}e is {s}uch as gea{s}on none,
<bkl 7768><tl 20>And what {{s}h}e mo{{s}t} may bo{{s}t} to be:
<bkl 7769><tl 21>I finde her matches mo then one,
<bkl 7770><tl 22>What nede {{s}h}e {s}o to deale with me?
<bkl 7771><tl 23>Ha {fl}ering face with {s}co{r}nefull harte,
<bkl 7772><tl 24>So yll rewarde fo{r} good de{s}ert?
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7773><tl 25>I will repent that I haue done,
<bkl 7774><tl 26>To ende {s}o well the lo{{s}{s}}e is {s}mall,
<bkl 7775><tl 27>I lo{{s}t} her loue, that le{{s}{s}}e hath wonne,
<bkl 7776><tl 28>To vaunt {{s}h}e had me as her th{r}all.
<bkl 7777><tl 29>What though a gyllot {s}ent that note,
<bkl 7778><tl 30>By cocke and pye I meant it not.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lo here lieth G.><pmdv1 poem255>
<bkl 7779><tl 0>An epitaphe written by w. G.
<bkl 7780><tl 0>to be {s}et vpon his owne
<bkl 7781><tl 0>graue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7782><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>O here lieth G. vnder the grounde,
<bkl 7783><tl 2>Emong the greedy wo{r}mes:
<bkl 7784><tl 3>Which in his life time neuer founde,
<bkl 7785><tl 4>But {{s}t}rife and {{s}t}urdy {{s}t}o{r}mes.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7786><tl 5>And namely th{r}ough a wicked wife,
<bkl 7787><tl 6>As to the wo{r}lde apperes:

<bkl 7788><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> She

<page.break><page 201><fol Cc1r><f i>
<bkl 7789><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7790><tl 7>She was the {{s}h}o{r}tnyng of his life
<bkl 7791><tl 8>By many daies and yeres.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7792><tl 9>He might haue liued long god wot,
<bkl 7793><tl 10>His yeres they were but yong:
<bkl 7794><tl 11>Of wicked wiues this is the lot,
<bkl 7795><tl 12>To kill with {s}pitefull tong.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7796><tl 13>Who{s}e memo{r}y {{s}h}all {{s}t}ill remaine,
<bkl 7797><tl 14>In w{r}ityng here with me:
<bkl 7798><tl 15>That men may know whom {{s}h}e hath {{s}l}aine.
<bkl 7799><tl 16>And {s}ay this {s}ame is {{s}h}e.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle If that thy wicked wife><pmdv1 poem256>
<bkl 7800><tl 0>An aun{s}were. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7801><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F that thy wicked wife had {s}pon the th{r}ed,
<bkl 7802><tl 2>And were the weauer of thy wo:
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7803><tl 3>Then art thou double happy to be dead,
<bkl 7804><tl 4>As happily di{s}patched {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7805><tl 5>If rage did cau{s}ele{{s}{s}}e cau{s}e thee to complaine,
<bkl 7806><tl 6>And mad moode mouer of thy mone:
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7807><tl 7>If fren{s}y fo{r}ced on thy te{{s}t}y b{r}aine:
<bkl 7808><tl 8>Then bli{{s}t} is {{s}h}e to liue alone.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7809><tl 9>So, whether were the ground of others griefe,
<bkl 7810><tl 10>Becau{s}e {s}o doutfull was the dome:
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7811><tl 11>Now death hath b{r}ought your payne a right reliefe,
<bkl 7812><tl 12>And ble{{s}{s}}ed be ye bothe become:
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 7813><tl 13>She that {{s}h}e liues no lenger bounde to beare
<bkl 7814><tl 14>The rule of {s}uch a frowarde hed:
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 7815><tl 15>Thou that thou liue{{s}t} no lenger faine to feare
<bkl 7816><tl 16>The re{{s}t}le{{s}{s}}e ramp that thou had{{s}t} wedde.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 7817><tl 17>Be thou as glad therfo{r}e that thou art gone,
<bkl 7818><tl 18>As {{s}h}e is glad {{s}h}e dothe abide.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 7819><tl 19>Fo{r} {s}o ye be a {s}onder, all is one:
<bkl 7820><tl 20>A badder match cad[[sic 'can']] not betide.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle A man may liue><pmdv1 poem257>
<bkl 7821><tl 0>Again{{s}t} women either good
<bkl 7822><tl 0>or badde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7823><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl> Man may liue th{r}i{s}e Ne{{s}t}o{r}s life,
<bkl 7824><tl 2>Th{r}i{s}e wander out Vli{{s}{s}}es race:

<bkl 7825><tl 0><bkt sig> Cc.i.                        <bkt catchw> Yet

<page.break><page 202><fol Cc1v><f i>
<bkl 7826><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7827><tl 3>Yet neuer finde Vli{{s}{s}}es wife.
<bkl 7828><tl 4>Such chaunge hath chanced in this ca{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7829><tl 5>Le{{s}{s}}e age will {s}erue than Paris had,
<bkl 7830><tl 6>Small peyn (if none be {s}mall inough)
<bkl 7831><tl 7>To finde good {{s}t}o{r}e of Helenes trade.
<bkl 7832><tl 8>Such {s}ap the rote dothe yelde the bough.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7833><tl 9>Fo{r} one good wife Vli{{s}{s}}es {{s}l}ew
<bkl 7834><tl 10>A wo{r}thy knot of gentle blood:
<bkl 7835><tl 11>Fo{r} one yll wife Grece ouerth{r}ew
<bkl 7836><tl 12>The towne of Troy. Sith bad and good
<bkl 7837><tl 13>B{r}ing mi{s}chiefe: Lo{r}d, let be thy will,
<bkl 7838><tl 14>To kepe me free from either yll.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle The vertue of Vlisses wife><pmdv1 poem258>
<bkl 7839><tl 0>An an{s}were. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7840><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>He vertue of Vli{{s}{s}}es wife
<bkl 7841><tl 2>Dothe liue, though {{s}h}e hath cea{{s}t} her race,
<bkl 7842><tl 3>And farre {s}urmountes old Ne{{s}t}o{r}s life:
<bkl 7843><tl 4>But now in moe than then it was.
<bkl 7844><tl 5>Such change is chanced in this ca{s}e.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7845><tl 6>Ladyes now liue in other trade:
<bkl 7846><tl 7>Farre other Helenes now we {s}ee,
<bkl 7847><tl 8>Than {{s}h}e whom Troyan Paris had.
<bkl 7848><tl 9>As vertue fedes the roote, {s}o be
<bkl 7849><tl 10>The {s}ap and frute of bough and tree.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7850><tl 11>Vli{{s}{s}}es rage, not his good wife,
<bkl 7851><tl 12>Spilt gentle blood. Not Helenes face,
<bkl 7852><tl 13>But Paris eye did ray{s}e the {{s}t}rife,
<bkl 7853><tl 14>That did the Troyan buildyngs race.
<bkl 7854><tl 15>Thus {s}ithe ne good, ne bad do yll:
<bkl 7855><tl 16>Them all, O Lo{r}d, maintain my will,
<bkl 7856><tl 17>To {s}erue with all my fo{r}ce and {s}kyll.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Procryn that some tyme><pmdv1 poem259>
<bkl 7857><tl 0>The louer praieth his {s}eruice
<bkl 7858><tl 0>to be accepted and his
<bkl 7859><tl 0>defaultes par{\-}
<bkl 7860><tl 0>doned. <f bl>

<bkl 7861><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> P{r}o{\-}

<page.break><page 203><fol Cc2r><f i>
<bkl 7862><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7863><tl 1><f 2bki>P<f bl>Rocryn that {s}ome tyme {s}erued Cephalus,
<bkl 7864><tl 2>With hart as true as any louer might,
<bkl 7865><tl 3>Yet her betyd in louyng this vnright.
<bkl 7866><tl 4>That as in hart with loue {s}urp{r}i{s}ed thus,
<bkl 7867><tl 5>She on a daye to {s}ee this Cephalus,
<bkl 7868><tl 6>Where he was wont to {{s}h}{r}owde him in the {{s}h}ade,
<bkl 7869><tl 7>When of his huntyng he an ende had made.
<bkl 7870><tl 8>Within the woddes with d{r}edfull fote {{s}h}e {{s}t}alketh,
<bkl 7871><tl 9>So bu{s}ily loue in her hedde it walketh.
<bkl 7872><tl 10>That {{s}h}e to {s}ene him may her not re{{s}t}rayne.
<bkl 7873><tl 11>This Cephalus that heard one {{s}h}ake the leaues,
<bkl 7874><tl 12>Vp{r}i{{s}t} all egre th{r}u{{s}t}yng after p{r}ay,
<bkl 7875><tl 13>With darte in hande him li{{s}t} no further dayne,
<bkl 7876><tl 14>To {s}ee his loue but {{s}l}ew her in the greues,
<bkl 7877><tl 15>That ment to him but perfect loue alway.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7878><tl 16>So curious bene alas the rites all,
<bkl 7879><tl 17>Of mighty loue that vnnethes may I thinke,
<bkl 7880><tl 18>In his high {s}eruice how to loke o{r} winke,
<bkl 7881><tl 19>Thus I complaine that w{r}echede{{s}t} am of all.
<bkl 7882><tl 20>To you my loue and {s}ouerayne lady dere,
<bkl 7883><tl 21>That may myne hart with death o{r} life {{s}t}ere
<bkl 7884><tl 22>As ye be{{s}t} li{{s}t}. That ye vouch{s}afe in all
<bkl 7885><tl 23>Mine humble {s}eruice. And if that me mi{s}fall,
<bkl 7886><tl 24>By negligence, o{r} els fo{r} lacke of witte,
<bkl 7887><tl 25>That of your mercy you do pardon it,
<bkl 7888><tl 26>And thinke that loue made P{r}ocrin {{s}h}ake the leaues,
<bkl 7889><tl 27>When with vnright {{s}h}e {{s}l}ayne was in the greues.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lyke the Phenix><pmdv1 poem260>
<bkl 7890><tl 0>De{s}cription and prai{s}e of
<bkl 7891><tl 0>his loue. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7892><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Yke the Phenix a birde mo{{s}t} rare in {s}ight
<bkl 7893><tl 2>With golde and purple that nature hath d{r}e{{s}t}:
<bkl 7894><tl 3>Such {{s}h}e me {s}emes in whom I mo{{s}t} delight,
<bkl 7895><tl 4>If I might {s}peake fo{r} enuy at the lea{{s}t}.
<bkl 7896><tl 5>Nature I thinke fir{{s}t} w{r}ought her in de{s}pite,
<bkl 7897><tl 6>Of ro{s}e and lillye that {s}ommer b{r}ingeth fir{{s}t},

<bkl 7898><tl 0><bkt sig> Cc.ii.                       <bkt catchw> In

<page.break><page 204><fol Cc2v><f i>
<bkl 7899><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7900><tl 7>In beauty {s}ure excedyng all the re{{s}t},
<bkl 7901><tl 8>Vnder the bent of her b{r}owes iu{{s}t}ly pight:
<bkl 7902><tl 9>As poli{{s}h}t Diamondes, o{r} Saphires at the lea{{s}t}:
<bkl 7903><tl 10>Her gli{{s}t}ryng lightes the darkene{{s}{s}}e of the night.
<bkl 7904><tl 11>Who{s}e little mouth and chinne like all the re{{s}t}.
<bkl 7905><tl 12>Her ruddy lippes excede the co{r}all quite.
<bkl 7906><tl 13>Her yuery teeth where none excedes the re{{s}t}.
<bkl 7907><tl 14>Faultle{{s}{s}}e {{s}h}e is from fote vnto the wa{{s}t}e.
<bkl 7908><tl 15>Her body {s}mall and {{s}t}raight as ma{{s}t} vp{r}ight.
<bkl 7909><tl 16>Her armes long in iu{{s}t} p{r}opo{r}cion ca{{s}t},
<bkl 7910><tl 17>Her handes depaint with veines all blew and white.
<bkl 7911><tl 18>What {{s}h}all I {s}ay fo{r} that is not in {s}ight?
<bkl 7912><tl 19>The hidden partes I iudge them by the re{{s}t}.
<bkl 7913><tl 20>And if I were the fo{r}man of the que{{s}t},
<bkl 7914><tl 21>To geue a verdite of her beauty b{r}ight,
<bkl 7915><tl 22>Fo{r}geue me Phebus, thou {{s}h}ould{{s}t} be di{s}po{{s}{s}}e{{s}t},
<bkl 7916><tl 23>Which doe{{s}t} v{s}urpe my ladies place of right.
<bkl 7917><tl 24>Here will I cea{s}e le{{s}t} enuy cau{s}e di{s}pite.
<bkl 7918><tl 25>But nature when {{s}h}e w{r}ought {s}o fay{r}e a wight,
<bkl 7919><tl 26>In this her wo{r}ke {{s}h}e {s}urely did entende,
<bkl 7920><tl 27>To frame a thing that God could not amende.

<au Uncertain><tt title><f r>
<stitle To trust the fayned face><pmdv1 poem261>
<bkl 7921><tl 0>An an{s}were to a {s}ong before im{\-}
<bkl 7922><tl 0>printed beginnyng. To
<bkl 7923><tl 0>walke on doutfull
<bkl 7924><tl 0>grounde. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7925><tl 1><f 2bki>T<f bl>O tru{{s}t} the fayned face, to rue on fo{r}ced teares,
<bkl 7926><tl 2>To credit finely fo{r}ged tales, wherin there oft appeares
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7927><tl 3>And b{r}eathes as from the b{r}e{{s}t} a {s}moke of kindled {s}mart,
<bkl 7928><tl 4>Where onely lurkes a depe deceit within the hollow hart,
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7929><tl 5>Betrayes the {s}imple {s}oule, whom plaine deceitle{{s}{s}}e minde
<bkl 7930><tl 6>Taught not to feare that in it {s}elf it {s}elf did neuer finde.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7931><tl 7>Not euery tricklyng teare doth argue inward paine:
<bkl 7932><tl 8>Not euery {s}igh dothe {s}urely {{s}h}ewe the {s}igher not to fayne:
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 7933><tl 9>Not euery {s}moke dothe p{r}oue a p{r}e{s}ence of the fire:
<bkl 7934><tl 10>Not euery gli{{s}t}ring geues the golde, that gredy folke de{s}ire:
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 7935><tl 11>Not euery wailyng wo{r}d is d{r}awen out of the depe:

<bkl 7936><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Not

<page.break><page 205><fol Cc3r><f i>
<bkl 7937><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7938><tl 12>Not griefe fo{r} want of graunted grace enfo{r}ceth all to wepe.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 7939><tl 13>Oft malice makes the minde to {{s}h}ed the boyled b{r}ine:
<bkl 7940><tl 14>And enuies humo{r} oft vnlades by conduites of the eyen.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 7941><tl 15>Oft craft can cau{s}e the man to make a {s}emyng {{s}h}ow
<bkl 7942><tl 16>Of hart with dolour all di{{s}t}reined, where griefe did neuer grow.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 7943><tl 17>As cur{s}ed Crocodile mo{{s}t} cruelly can toll.
<bkl 7944><tl 18>With truthle{{s}{s}}e teares, vnto his death, the {s}illy pitiyng {s}oule.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 7945><tl 19>Blame neuer tho{s}e therfo{r}e, that wi{s}ely can beware
<bkl 7946><tl 20>The guillful man, that {s}uttly {s}ayth him {s}elfe to d{r}ead the {s}nare.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 7947><tl 21>Blame not the {{s}t}opped eares again{{s}t} the Sy{r}enes {s}ong:
<bkl 7948><tl 22>Blame not the mind not moued |w+t+| mone of fal{{s}h}eds {fl}owing tong.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 7949><tl 23>If guile do guide your wit by {s}ilence {s}o to {s}peake,
<bkl 7950><tl 24>By craft to craue and faine by fraude the cau{s}e |{th}+t+| you wold b{r}eake:
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 7951><tl 25>Great harme your {s}uttle {s}oule {{s}h}all {s}u{ff}er fo{r} the {s}ame:
<bkl 7952><tl 26>And mighty loue will w{r}eke the w{r}ong {s}o cloked with his name.
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 7953><tl 27>But we, whom you haue warnde, this le{{s}{s}}o{r}[[sic 'le{{s}{s}}on']] learne by you:
<bkl 7954><tl 28>To know the tree befo{r}e we clime, to tru{{s}t} no rotten bowe,
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 7955><tl 29>To view the limed bu{{s}h}e, to loke afo{r}e we light,
<bkl 7956><tl 30>To {{s}h}unne the perilous bayted hoke, and v{s}e a further {s}ight.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 7957><tl 31>As do the mou{s}e, the birde, the fi{{s}h}e, by {s}ample fitly {{s}h}ow,
<bkl 7958><tl 32>That wyly wittes and ginnes of men do wo{r}ke the {s}imples wo:
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 7959><tl 33>So, {s}imple {s}ithe we are, and you {s}o {s}uttle be,
<bkl 7960><tl 34>God help the mou{s}e, the birde, |{th}+e+| fi{{s}h}e, |&| vs your {{s}l}eights to {fl}e.

<page.break><page 206><fol Cc3v><f i><bkt title><tl 0>
<bkl 7961>Other Songs and Sonettes written by
<bkl 7962>the earle of Surrey.

<bkt text><au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Syns fortunes wrath><pmdv1 poem262>
<bkl 7963><tl 0>The con{{s}t}ant louer la{\-}
<bkl 7964><tl 0>menteth. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7965><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Yns fo{r}tunes w{r}ath enuieth the welth,
<bkl 7966><tl 2>Wherin I raygned by the {s}ight:
<bkl 7967><tl 3>Of that that fed mine eyes by {{s}t}elth,
<bkl 7968><tl 4>With {s}ower {s}wete, d{r}eade, and delight.
<bkl 7969><tl 5>Let not my griefe moue you to mone,
<bkl 7970><tl 6>Fo{r} I will wepe and wayle alone.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 7971><tl 7>Spite d{r}aue me into Bo{r}ias raigne,
<bkl 7972><tl 8>Where ho{r}y fro{{s}t}es the frutes do bite,
<bkl 7973><tl 9>When hilles were {s}p{r}ed and euery playne:
<bkl 7974><tl 10>With {{s}t}o{r}my winters mantle white.
<bkl 7975><tl 11>And yet my deare {s}uch was my heate,
<bkl 7976><tl 12>When others fre{s}e then did I {s}wete.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 7977><tl 13>And now though on the {s}unne I d{r}iue,
<bkl 7978><tl 14>Who{s}e feruent {fl}ame all thinges decaies,
<bkl 7979><tl 15>His beames in b{r}ightne{{s}{s}}e may not {{s}t}riue,
<bkl 7980><tl 16>With light of your {s}wete golden rayes,
<bkl 7981><tl 17>No{r} from my b{r}e{{s}t} this heate remoue,
<bkl 7982><tl 18>The fro{s}en thoughtes grauen by loue.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 7983><tl 19>Ne may the waues of the {s}alt {fl}oode,
<bkl 7984><tl 20>Quenche that your beauty {s}et on fire,
<bkl 7985><tl 21>Fo{r} though mine eyes fo{r}bere the fode,
<bkl 7986><tl 22>That did releue the hote de{s}ire.
<bkl 7987><tl 23>Such as I was {s}uch will I be,
<bkl 7988><tl 24>Your owne, what would ye mo{r}e of me.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle In the rude age><pmdv1 poem263>
<bkl 7989><tl 0>A prai{s}e of {s}ir Thomas wyate thelder
<bkl 7990><tl 0>for his excellent learning. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 7991><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>N the rude age when knowledge was not rife,
<bkl 7992><tl 2>If Ioue in Create and other were that taught,
<bkl 7993><tl 3>Artes to conuert to p{r}ofite of our life,
<bkl 7994><tl 4>Wende after death to haue their temples {s}ought,
<bkl 7995><tl 5>If vertue yet no voyde vnthankefull time,

<bkl 7996><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Failed

<page.break><page 207><fol Cc4r><f i>
<bkl 7997><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>

<bkl 7998><tl 6>Failed of {s}ome to bla{{s}t} her endles fame,
<bkl 7999><tl 7>A goodly meane both to deterre from crime:
<bkl 8000><tl 8>And to her {{s}t}eppes our {s}equele to enflame,
<bkl 8001><tl 9>In dayes of truth if wyates frendes then wayle,
<bkl 8002><tl 10>The only det that dead of quick may claime:
<bkl 8003><tl 11>That rare wit {s}pent employd to our auaile.
<bkl 8004><tl 12>Where Ch{r}i{{s}t} is taught we led to vertues traine.
<bkl 8005><tl 13>His liuely face their b{r}e{{s}t}es how did it freat,
<bkl 8006><tl 14>Who{s}e cind{r}es yet with enuye they do eate.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle Eche beast can chose><pmdv1 poem264> 
<bkl 8007><tl 0>{P} A {s}ong written by the earle of Sur{\-}
<bkl 8008><tl 0>rey by a lady that refu{s}ed to
<bkl 8009><tl 0>daunce with him. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8010><tl 1><f 2bki>E<f bl>Che bea{{s}t} can cho{s}e hys fere acco{r}ding to his minde,
<bkl 8011><tl 2>And eke can {{s}h}ew a frendly chere like to their bea{{s}t}ly kinde.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 8012><tl 3>A Lion {s}aw I late as white as any {s}now,
<bkl 8013><tl 4>Which {s}emed well to lead the race his po{r}t the {s}ame did {{s}h}ow.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 8014><tl 5>Vpon the gentle bea{{s}t} to gaze it plea{s}ed me,
<bkl 8015><tl 6>Fo{r} {{s}t}ill me thought he {s}emed well of noble blood to be.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 8016><tl 7>And as he p{r}aunced befo{r}e, {{s}t}ill {s}eking fo{r} a make,
<bkl 8017><tl 8>As who wold {s}ay there is none here I trow will me fo{r}{s}ake.
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 8018><tl 9>I might parceiue a wolfe as white as whales bone,
<bkl 8019><tl 10>A fairer bea{{s}t} of fre{{s}h}er hue beheld I neuer none.
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 8020><tl 11>Saue that her lokes were coy, and froward eke her grace,
<bkl 8021><tl 12>Vnto the which this gentle bea{{s}t} gan him aduance apace.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 8022><tl 13>And with a beck full low he bowed at her%feete,
<bkl 8023><tl 14>In humble wi{s}e as who would {s}ay I am to farre vnmete.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 8024><tl 15>But {s}uch a {s}co{r}nefull chere wherwith {{s}h}e him rewarded,
<bkl 8025><tl 16>Was neuer {s}ene I trow the like to {s}uch as well de{s}erued.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 8026><tl 17>With that {{s}h}e {{s}t}art a{s}ide welnere a fote o{r} twaine,
<bkl 8027><tl 18>And vnto him thus gan {{s}h}e {s}ay with {s}pite and great di{s}daine.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 8028><tl 19>Lyon {{s}h}e {s}ayd if thou had{{s}t} knowen my mind befo{r}e,
<bkl 8029><tl 20>Thou had{{s}t} not {s}pent thy trauail thus no{r} al thy paine fo{r}lo{r}e.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 8030><tl 21>Do way I let the wete thou {{s}h}alt not play with me,
<bkl 8031><tl 22>Go range about where thou may{{s}t} finde {s}ome meter fere fo{r} the:
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 8032><tl 23>With that he bet his taile, his eyes began to flame,
<bkl 8033><tl 24>I might perceiue hys noble hart much moued by the {s}ame.
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 8034><tl 25>Yet {s}aw I him refraine and eke his w{r}ath a{s}wage,
<bkl 8035><tl 26>And vnto her thus gan he {s}ay when he was pa{{s}t} his rage.

<bkl 8036><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Cruell

<page.break><page 208><fol Cc4v><f i>
<bkl 8037><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 8038><tl 27>Cruell, you do me w{r}ong to {s}et me thus {s}o light,
<bkl 8039><tl 28>Without de{s}ert fo{r} my good will to {{s}h}ew me {s}uch de{s}pight.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 8040><tl 29>How can ye thus entreat a Lion of the race,
<bkl 8041><tl 30>That with his pawes a crowned king deuoured in the place:
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 8042><tl 31>Who{s}e nature is to p{r}ay vpon no {s}imple food,
<bkl 8043><tl 32>As long as he may {s}uck the fle{{s}h}e, and d{r}ink of noble blood.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 8044><tl 33>If you be faire and fre{{s}h}, am I not of your hue?
<bkl 8045><tl 34>And fo{r} my vaunt I dare well {s}ay my blood is not vntrue.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 8046><tl 35>Fo{r} you your {s}elf haue heard it is not long agoe,
<bkl 8047><tl 36>Sith that fo{r} loue one of the race did end his life in woe
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 8048><tl 37>In tower {{s}t}rong and hie fo{r} his a{{s}{s}}ured truthe,
<bkl 8049><tl 38>Where as in teares he {s}pent his b{r}eath, alas the mo{r}e the ruthe.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 8050><tl 39>This gentle bea{{s}t} likewi{s}e whom nothing could remoue,
<bkl 8051><tl 40>But willingly to le{s}e his life fo{r} lo{{s}{s}}e of his true loue.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 8052><tl 41>Other there be who{s}e liues doe lingre {{s}t}ill in paine,
<bkl 8053><tl 42>Again{{s}t} their willes p{r}e{s}erued ar that would haue died faine.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 8054><tl 43>But now I doe perceue that nought it moueth you,
<bkl 8055><tl 44>My good entent, my gentle hart, no{r} yet my kind {s}o true.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 8056><tl 45>But that your will is {s}uch to lure me to the trade,
<bkl 8057><tl 46>As other {s}ome full many yeres to trace by craft ye made.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 8058><tl 47>And thus behold our kyndes how that we di{ff}er farre.
<bkl 8059><tl 48>I {s}eke my foes: and you your frendes do th{r}eten {{s}t}ill with warre.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 8060><tl 49>I fawne where I am fled: you {s}lay that {s}ekes to you,
<bkl 8061><tl 50>I can deuour no yelding p{r}ay: you kill where you {s}ubdue.
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 8062><tl 51>My kinde is to de{s}ire the honoure of the field:
<bkl 8063><tl 52>And you with blood to {s}lake your thir{{s}t} on {s}uch as to you yeld.
<pmdv2 vpar27>
<bkl 8064><tl 53>Wherfo{r}e I would you wi{{s}t} that fo{r} your coyed lokes,
<bkl 8065><tl 54>I am no man that will be trapt no{r} tangled with {s}uch hokes.
<pmdv2 vpar28>
<bkl 8066><tl 55>And though {s}ome lu{{s}t} to loue where blame full well they might
<bkl 8067><tl 56>And to {s}uch bea{{s}t}s of currant {s}o{r}t that {{s}h}ould haue trauail b{r}ight.
<pmdv2 vpar29>
<bkl 8068><tl 57>I will ob{s}erue the law that nature gaue to me,
<bkl 8069><tl 58>To conquer {s}uch as will re{s}i{{s}t} and let the re{{s}t} goe fre.
<pmdv2 vpar30>
<bkl 8070><tl 59>And as a faucon free that {s}o{r}eth in the ay{r}e,
<bkl 8071><tl 60>Which neuer fed on hand no{r} lure, no{r} fo{r} no {{s}t}ale doth care,
<pmdv2 vpar31>
<bkl 8072><tl 61>While that I liue and b{r}eath {s}uch {{s}h}all my cu{{s}t}ome be,
<bkl 8073><tl 62>In wildnes of the woodes to {s}eke my p{r}ay where ple{s}eth me.
<pmdv2 vpar32>
<bkl 8074><tl 63>Where many one {{s}h}al ru{s}e, that neuer made o{ff}en{s}e.
<bkl 8075><tl 64>This your refu{s}e again{{s}t} my power {{s}h}all bode them ne defence.
<pmdv2 vpar33>
<bkl 8076><tl 65>And fo{r} reuenge therof I vow and {s}were therto,
<bkl 8077><tl 66>I thou{s}and {s}poiles I {{s}h}all commit I neuer thought to do.
<pmdv2 vpar34>
<bkl 8078><tl 67>And if to light on you my luck {s}o good {{s}h}all be,
<bkl 8079><tl 68>I {{s}h}all be glad to fede on that that would haue fed on me.

<bkl 8080><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 209><fol Dd1r><f i>
<bkl 8081><bkt rttop> and Sonettes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar35>
<bkl 8082><tl 69>And thus farewell vnkinde to whom I bent and bow,
<bkl 8083><tl 70>I would ye wi{{s}t} the {{s}h}ip is {s}afe that bare his {s}ailes {s}o low.
<pmdv2 vpar36>
<bkl 8084><tl 71>Sith that a lions hart is fo{r} a wolfe no p{r}ay,
<bkl 8085><tl 72>With bloody mouth go {s}lake your thir{{s}t} on {s}imple {{s}h}epe I {s}ay.
<pmdv2 vpar37>
<bkl 8086><tl 73>With more di{s}pite and ire than I can now exp{r}e{{s}{s}}e,
<bkl 8087><tl 74>Which to my pain though I refraine the cau{s}e you may wel ge{{s}{s}}e.
<pmdv2 vpar38>
<bkl 8088><tl 75>As fo{r} becau{s}e my {s}elf was auctho{r} of the game,
<bkl 8089><tl 76>It bootes me not that fo{r} my w{r}ath I {{s}h}ould di{{s}t}urbe the {s}ame.

<au Surrey><tt title><f r>
<stitle If care do cause men cry><pmdv1 poem265>
<bkl 8090><tl 0>The faithfull louer declareth his paines
<bkl 8091><tl 0>and his vncertein ioies, and with
<bkl 8092><tl 0>only hope recomforteth
<bkl 8093><tl 0>{s}omwhat his wo{\-}
<bkl 8094><tl 0>full heart. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8095><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F care do cau{s}e men cry, why do not I complaine?
<bkl 8096><tl 2>If eche man do bewaile his wo, why {{s}h}ew I not my paine?
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 8097><tl 3>Since that amonge{{s}t} them all I dare well {s}ay is none,
<bkl 8098><tl 4>So farre from weale, {s}o full of wo, o{r} hath mo{r}e cau{s}e to mone.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 8099><tl 5>Fo{r} all thynges hauing life {s}ometime haue quiet re{{s}t}.
<bkl 8100><tl 6>The bering a{{s}{s}}e, the d{r}awing oxe, and euery other bea{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 8101><tl 7>The pea{s}ant and the po{{s}t}, that {s}erue at al a{{s}{s}}ayes,
<bkl 8102><tl 8>The {{s}h}yp boy and the galley {s}laue haue time to take their ea{s}e,
<pmdv2 vpar5>
<bkl 8103><tl 9>Saue I alas whom care of fo{r}ce doth {s}o con{{s}t}raine
<bkl 8104><tl 10>To waile the day and wake the night continually in paine,
<pmdv2 vpar6>
<bkl 8105><tl 11>From pen{s}iuenes to plaint, from plaint to bitter teares,
<bkl 8106><tl 12>From teares to painfull plaint againe: and thus my life it wears.
<pmdv2 vpar7>
<bkl 8107><tl 13>No thing vnder the {s}unne that I can here o{r} {s}e,
<bkl 8108><tl 14>But moueth me fo{r} to bewaile my cruell de{{s}t}enie.
<pmdv2 vpar8>
<bkl 8109><tl 15>Fo{r} wher men do reioyce {s}ince that I can not {s}o,
<bkl 8110><tl 16>I take no plea{s}ure in that place, it doubleth but my woe.
<pmdv2 vpar9>
<bkl 8111><tl 17>And when I heare the {s}ound of {s}ong o{r} in{{s}t}rument,
<bkl 8112><tl 18>Me thinke eche tune there dolefull is and helpes me to lament.
<pmdv2 vpar10>
<bkl 8113><tl 19>And if I {s}e {s}ome haue their mo{{s}t} de{s}ired {s}ight,
<bkl 8114><tl 20>Alas think I eche man hath weal {s}aue I mo{{s}t} wofull wight.
<pmdv2 vpar11>
<bkl 8115><tl 21>Then as the {{s}t}riken dere withd{r}awes him {s}elfe alone,
<bkl 8116><tl 22>So doe I {s}eke {s}ome {s}ecrete place where I may make my mone.
<pmdv2 vpar12>
<bkl 8117><tl 23>There do my flowing eyes {{s}h}ew fo{r}th my melting hart,
<bkl 8118><tl 24>So |{th}+t+| the {{s}t}remes of tho{s}e two welles right wel declare my {s}mart

<bkl 8119><tl 0><bkt sig> Dd.i.                        <bkt catchw> And

<page.break><page 210><fol Dd1v><f i>
<bkl 8120><bkt rttop> Songes <bkt text><tt poem><f bl>
<pmdv2 vpar13>
<bkl 8121><tl 25>And in tho{s}e cares {s}o colde I fo{r}ce my {s}elfe a heate,
<bkl 8122><tl 26>As {s}ick men in their {{s}h}aking fittes p{r}ocure them {s}elf to {s}weate,
<pmdv2 vpar14>
<bkl 8123><tl 27>With thoughtes that fo{r} the time do much appea{s}e my paine.
<bkl 8124><tl 28>But yet they cau{s}e a ferther fere and b{r}ede my woe agayne.
<pmdv2 vpar15>
<bkl 8125><tl 29>Me thinke within my thought I {s}e right plaine appere,
<bkl 8126><tl 30>My hartes delight my {s}o{r}owes leche mine earthly godde{{s}{s}}e here.
<pmdv2 vpar16>
<bkl 8127><tl 31>With euery {s}ond{r}y grace that I haue {s}ene her haue,
<bkl 8128><tl 32>Thus I within my wofull b{r}e{{s}t} her picture paint and graue.
<pmdv2 vpar17>
<bkl 8129><tl 33>And in my thought I roll her bewties to and fro,
<bkl 8130><tl 34>Her laughing chere her louely looke my hart that perced {s}o.
<pmdv2 vpar18>
<bkl 8131><tl 35>Her {{s}t}rangenes when I {s}ued her {s}eruant fo{r} to be,
<bkl 8132><tl 36>And what {{s}h}e {s}ayd and how {{s}h}e {s}miled when that {{s}h}e pitied me.
<pmdv2 vpar19>
<bkl 8133><tl 37>Then comes a {s}odaine feare that riueth all my re{{s}t}
<bkl 8134><tl 38>Le{{s}t} ab{s}ence cau{s}e fo{r}getfulnes to {s}ink within her b{r}e{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar20>
<bkl 8135><tl 39>Fo{r} when I thinke how far this earth doth vs deuide.
<bkl 8136><tl 40>Alas me {s}emes loue th{r}owes me downe I fele how that I {{s}l}ide.
<pmdv2 vpar21>
<bkl 8137><tl 41>But then I thinke againe why {{s}h}ould I thus mi{{s}t}ru{{s}t},
<bkl 8138><tl 42>So {s}wete a wight {s}o {s}ad and wi{s}e that is {s}o true and iu{{s}t}.
<pmdv2 vpar22>
<bkl 8139><tl 43>Fo{r} loth {{s}h}e was to loue, and wauering is {{s}h}e not.
<bkl 8140><tl 44>The farther of the mo{r}e de{s}irde thus louers tie their knot.
<pmdv2 vpar23>
<bkl 8141><tl 45>So in di{s}paire and hope plonged am I both vp an doune,
<bkl 8142><tl 46>As is the {{s}h}ip with wind and waue when Neptune li{{s}t} to froune.
<pmdv2 vpar24>
<bkl 8143><tl 47>But as the watry {{s}h}owers delay the raging winde,
<bkl 8144><tl 48>So doth good hope clene put away di{s}pay{r}e out of my minde.
<pmdv2 vpar25>
<bkl 8145><tl 49>And biddes me fo{r} to {s}erue and {s}u{ff}er pacientlie,
<bkl 8146><tl 50>Fo{r} what wot I the after weale that fo{r}tune willes to me.
<pmdv2 vpar26>
<bkl 8147><tl 51>Fo{r} tho{s}e that care do knowe and ta{{s}t}ed haue of trouble,
<bkl 8148><tl 52>When pa{{s}{s}}ed is their woful paine eche ioy {{s}h}all {s}eme them double.
<pmdv2 vpar27>
<bkl 8149><tl 53>And bitter {s}endes {{s}h}e now to make me ta{{s}t} the better,
<bkl 8150><tl 54>The ple{s}ant {s}wete when that it comes to make it {s}eme the {s}weter.
<pmdv2 vpar28>
<bkl 8151><tl 55>And {s}o determine I to {s}erue vntill my b{r}ethe.
<bkl 8152><tl 56>Ye rather dye a thou{s}and times then once to fal{s}e my feithe.
<pmdv2 vpar29>
<bkl 8153><tl 57>And if my feble co{r}ps th{r}ough weight of wofull {s}mart.
<bkl 8154><tl 58>Do fayle o{r} faint my will it is that {{s}t}ill {{s}h}e kepe my hart.
<pmdv2 vpar30>
<bkl 8155><tl 59>And when thys carcas here to earth {{s}h}al%be refarde,
<bkl 8156><tl 60>I do bequeth my weried gho{{s}t} to {s}erue her afterwarde.

<bkl 8157><tl 0> Finis.

<page.break><page 211><fol Dd2r><f i>
<bkl 8158><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt title>

<bkl 8159>Other Songes and {s}onettes written
<bkl 8160>by {s}ir Thomas wiat the elder <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title>
<stitle What word is that><pmdv1 poem266>
<bkl 8161><tl 0>Of his loue called.
<bkl 8162><tl 0>Anna. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8163><tl 1><f 2bkr>W<f bl>Hat wo{r}d is that, that changeth not,
<bkl 8164><tl 2>Though it be turned and made in twaine:
<bkl 8165><tl 3>It is mine Anna god it wot.
<bkl 8166><tl 4>The only cau{s}er of my paine:
<bkl 8167><tl 5>My loue that medeth with di{s}daine.
<bkl 8168><tl 6>Yet is it loued what will you mo{r}e,
<bkl 8169><tl 7>It is my {s}alue, and eke my {s}o{r}e.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Venemous thornes><pmdv1 poem267>
<bkl 8170><tl 0>That plea{s}ure is mixed with
<bkl 8171><tl 0>euery paine. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8172><tl 1><f 2bki>V<f bl>Enemous tho{r}nes that are {s}o {{s}h}arp and kene,
<bkl 8173><tl 2>Beare flowers we {s}e full fre{{s}h} and faire of hue:
<bkl 8174><tl 3>Poi{s}on is al{s}o put in medicine.
<bkl 8175><tl 4>And vnto man his helth doth oft renue.
<bkl 8176><tl 5>The fier that all thinges eke con{s}umeth cleane
<bkl 8177><tl 6>May hurt and heale: then if that this be true.
<bkl 8178><tl 7>I tru{{s}t} {s}ometime my harme may be my health,
<bkl 8179><tl 8>Sins euery woe is ioyned with {s}ome wealth.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle A lady gaue me a gift><pmdv1 poem268>
<bkl 8180><tl 0>A riddle of a gift geuen by
<bkl 8181><tl 0>a Ladie. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8182><tl 1><f 2bki>A<f bl> Lady gaue me a gift {{s}h}e had not,
<bkl 8183><tl 2>And I receyued her gift which I toke not,
<bkl 8184><tl 3>She gaue it me willingly, and yet {{s}h}e would not,
<bkl 8185><tl 4>and I receiued it, albeit, I could not,
<bkl 8186><tl 5>If {{s}h}e giue it me, I fo{r}ce not,
<bkl 8187><tl 6>And if {{s}h}e take it againe {{s}h}e cares not.
<bkl 8188><tl 7>Con{{s}t}er what this is and tell not,
<bkl 8189><tl 8>Fo{r} I am fa{{s}t} {s}wo{r}ne I may not.

<bkl 8190><tl 0><bkt sig> DD.ii.                       <bkt catchw> That

<page.break><page 212><fol Dd2v><f i>
<bkl 8191><bkt rttop> Songes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Speake thou and spede><pmdv1 poem269>
<bkl 8192><tl 0>That {s}peaking or profering
<bkl 8193><tl 0>bringes alway
<bkl 8194><tl 0>{s}peding. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8195><tl 1><f 2bki>S<f bl>Peake thou and {s}pede where will o{r} power ought helpthe,
<bkl 8196><tl 2>Where power dothe want will mu{{s}t} be wonne by welth.
<bkl 8197><tl 3>Fo{r} nede will {s}pede, where will wo{r}kes not his kinde,
<bkl 8198><tl 4>And gayne, thy foes thy frendes {{s}h}all cau{s}e thee finde.
<bkl 8199><tl 5>Fo{r} {s}ute and golde, what do not they obtaine,
<bkl 8200><tl 6>Of good and bad the triers are the{s}e twaine.

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle If thou wilt mighty be><pmdv1 poem270>
<bkl 8201><tl 0>He ruleth not though he raigne ouer
<bkl 8202><tl 0>realmes that is {s}ubiect to
<bkl 8203><tl 0>his owne lu{{s}t}es. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8204><tl 1><f 2bki>I<f bl>F thou wilt mighty be, {fl}ee from the rage
<bkl 8205><tl 2>Of cruell wyll, and {s}ee thou kepe thee free
<bkl 8206><tl 3>From the foule yoke of {s}en{s}uall bondage,
<bkl 8207><tl 4>Fo{r} though thy empy{r}e {{s}t}retche to Indian {s}ea,
<bkl 8208><tl 5>And fo{r} thy feare trembleth the farde{{s}t} Thylee,
<bkl 8209><tl 6>If thy de{s}ire haue ouer thee the power,
<bkl 8210><tl 7>Subiect then art thou and no gouernour.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 8211><tl 8>If to be noble and high thy minde be meued,
<bkl 8212><tl 9>Con{s}ider well thy grounde and thy beginnyng:
<bkl 8213><tl 10>Fo{r} he that hath eche {{s}t}arre in heanen[[sic 'heauen']] fixed,
<bkl 8214><tl 11>And geues the Moone her ho{r}nes and her eclip{s}yng:
<bkl 8215><tl 12>Alike hath made the noble in his wo{r}kyng,
<bkl 8216><tl 13>So that w{r}etched no way thou may bee,
<bkl 8217><tl 14>Except foule lu{{s}t} and vice do conquere thee.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 8218><tl 15>All were it {s}o thou had a {fl}ood of golde,
<bkl 8219><tl 16>Vnto thy thir{{s}t} yet {{s}h}ould it not {s}u{ff}ice.
<bkl 8220><tl 17>And though with Indian {{s}t}ones a thou{s}ande folde,
<bkl 8221><tl 18>Mo{r}e p{r}ecious then can thy {s}elfe deui{s}e,
<bkl 8222><tl 19>Ycharged were thy backe: thy couiti{s}e
<bkl 8223><tl 20>And bu{s}ye bytyng yet {{s}h}ould neuer let,
<bkl 8224><tl 21>Thy w{r}etchid life ne do thy death p{r}ofet.

<bkl 8225><tl 0>                                       <bkt catchw> Whe{\-}

<page.break><page 213><fol Dd3r><f i>
<bkl 8226><bkt rttop> and Sonettes. <bkt text>

<au Wyatt><tt title><f r>
<stitle Lyke as the birde><pmdv1 poem271>
<bkl 8227><tl 0>whether libertie by lo{{s}{s}}e of life,
<bkl 8228><tl 0>or life in pri{s}on and thral{\-}
<bkl 8229><tl 0>dome be to be pre{\-}
<bkl 8230><tl 0>ferred. <tt poem>
<pmdv2 vpar1>
<bkl 8231><tl 1><f 2bki>L<f bl>Yke as the birde within the cage enclo{s}ed,
<bkl 8232><tl 2>The do{r}e vn{s}parred, her foe the hawke without,
<bkl 8233><tl 3>Twixt death and p{r}i{s}on piteou{{s}l}y opp{r}e{{s}{s}}ed,
<bkl 8234><tl 4>Whether fo{r} to cho{s}e {{s}t}andeth in doubt,
<bkl 8235><tl 5>Lo, {s}o do I, which {s}eke to b{r}yng about,
<bkl 8236><tl 6>Which {{s}h}ould be be{{s}t} by determinacion,
<bkl 8237><tl 7>By lo{{s}{s}}e of life libertie, o{r} lyfe by p{r}y{s}on.
<pmdv2 vpar2>
<bkl 8238><tl 8>O mi{s}chiefe by mi{s}chiefe to be red{r}e{{s}{s}}ed.
<bkl 8239><tl 9>Where payne is be{{s}t} there lieth but little plea{s}ure.
<bkl 8240><tl 10>By {{s}h}o{r}t death better to be deliuered,
<bkl 8241><tl 11>Than bide in paynefull life, th{r}aldome, and dolo{r}e.
<bkl 8242><tl 12>Small is the plea{s}ure where much payne we {s}u{ff}er.
<bkl 8243><tl 13>Rather therfo{r}e to chu{s}e me thinketh wi{s}dome,
<bkl 8244><tl 14>By lo{{s}{s}}e of life libertye, then life by p{r}i{s}on.
<pmdv2 vpar3>
<bkl 8245><tl 15>And yet me thinkes although I liue and {s}u{ff}er,
<bkl 8246><tl 16>I do but wait a time and fo{r}tunes chance:
<bkl 8247><tl 17>Oft many thinges do happen in one houre.
<bkl 8248><tl 18>That which opp{r}e{{s}{s}}ed me now may me aduance.
<bkl 8249><tl 19>In time is tru{{s}t} which by deathes greuance
<bkl 8250><tl 20>Is wholy lo{{s}t}. Then were it not rea{s}on,
<bkl 8251><tl 21>By death to chu{s}e libertie, and not life by p{r}y{s}on.
<pmdv2 vpar4>
<bkl 8252><tl 22>But death were deliuerance where life lengthes paine.
<bkl 8253><tl 23>Of the{s}e two euyls let {s}e now chu{s}e the be{{s}t}:
<bkl 8254><tl 24>This birde to deliuer that here dothe playne,
<bkl 8255><tl 25>What {s}aye ye louers? whiche {{s}h}all be the be{{s}t}?
<bkl 8256><tl 26>In cage th{r}aldome, o{r} by the hawke opp{r}e{{s}t}.
<bkl 8257><tl 27>And whiche to chu{s}e make plaine conclu{s}ion,
<bkl 8258><tl 28>By lo{{s}{s}}e of life libertie, o{r} life by p{r}y{s}on.

<bkl 8259><tl 0><f 2rl> FINIS.

<au Uncertain><stitle Colophon>
<page.break><page 214><fol Dd3v><f 3bl><bkt colophon>

<bkl 8260>Imp{r}inted at <bkt placepub>London in flete {{s}t}rete <f 2bl>
<bkl 8261>within Temple barre, at the {s}ygne of the
<bkl 8262>hand and {{s}t}arre, by <bkt printer>Richard Tottel <f bl>
<bkl 8263><bkt datepub>the fift day of June.
<bkl 8264>An. 1557. <lang l><f 2i>

<bkl 8265><bkt license>Cum priuilegio ad impri{\-}
<bkl 8266>mendum {s}olum.

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