So long as I was in your sight I was your heart, your soul, and treasure; -Three days endured your love to me, Another Shepherd you did see To whom your heart was soon enchained; Soon came a third, your love to win, Adieu Love, adieu Love, untrue Love, Sure you have made me passing glad For all your love was past and done 45 ANTHONY MUNDAY [1553-1663] BEAUTY BATHING BEAUTY sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye So vain desire was chidden :- Into a slumber then I fell, When fond imagination Seeméd to see, but could not tell Her feature or her fashion. Hey nonny nonny O! Hey nonny nonny! 46 RICHARD EDWARDES [1523-1566] AMANTIUM IRAE IN going to my naked bed as one that would have slept, rest, That would not cease but crièd still, in sucking at her breast. The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of love. Then took I paper, pen, and ink, this proverb for to write, And proved plain there was no beast, nor creature bearing life, Could well be known to live in love without discord and strife: Then kissèd she her little babe, and sware by God above, The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of love. She said that neither king nor prince nor lord could live aright, Until their puissance they did prove, their manhood and their might. When manhood shall be matched so that fear can take no place, Then weary works make warriors each other to embrace, And left their force that failed them, which did consume the rout, That might before have lived their time, their strength and nature out: Then did she sing as one that thought no man could her reprove, The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of love. She said she saw no fish nor fowl, nor beast within her haunt, That met a stranger in their kind, but could give it a taunt: Since flesh might not endure, but rest must wrath succeed, And force the fight to fall to play in pasture where they feed, So noble nature can well end the work she hath begun, And bridle well that will not cease her tragedy in some: Thus in song she oft rehearsed, as did her well behove, The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of love. I marvel much pardy (quoth she) for to behold the rout, To see man, woman, boy and beast, to toss the world about: Some kneel, some crouch, some beck, some check, and some can smoothly smile. And some embrace others in arm, and there think many a wile, Some stand aloof at cap and knee, some humble and some stout, Yet are they never friends in deed until they once fall out: Thus ended she her song and said, before she did remove, The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of love. 47 SIR WALTER RALEIGH HIS PILGRIMAGE GIVE me my scallop-shell of quiet, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; Blood must be my body's balmer; No other balm will there be given; Travelleth towards the land of heaven; Where spring the nectar fountains: The bowls of bliss; And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken hill. My soul will be a-dry before; But, after, it will thirst no more. Then by that happy blissful day, To quench their thirst At those clear wells Where sweetness dwells, Drawn up by saints in crystal buckets. 78 And when our bottles and all we Then the blessed paths we'll travel, No forged accuser bought or sold, Against our souls black verdicts give, Be Thou my speaker, taintless pleader, And this is mine eternal plea To Him that made heaven, earth, and sea, That, since my flesh must die so soon, And want a head to dine at noon, Just at the stroke, when my veins start and spread, Then am I ready, like a palmer fit, To tread those blest paths which before I writ. Of death and judgment, heaven and hell, THE LIE Go, Soul, the body's guest, Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: |