And in their songs, methought, they thanked Nature much, 21 That by her licence all that year to love, their hap was such, Right as they could devise to choose them feres 1 throughout : With much rejoicing to their Lord, thus flew they all about. And saw in what estate I, weary man, was wrought, stream. 30 But when I well beheld, he had me under awe, The virtue of which sound mine heart did so revive, 40 And all that was no more but mine expressèd mind, That fain would have some good relief, of Cupid well assign'd. I turned home forthwith, and might perceive it well, That he aggrieved was right sore with me for my rebel. Feres:' mates; 'my trusty fiere,' Burns has it in 'Auld Langsyne.'— Pretence:' intention. My harms have ever since increasèd more and more, And I remain, without his help, undone for evermore. A mirror let me be unto ye lovers all; 44 Strive not with Love; for if ye do, it will ye thus befall. COMPLAINT OF A LOVER REBUKED. LOVE, that liveth and reigneth in my thought, Taketh his flight, whereas 1 he lurks, and plains His purpose lost, and dare not show his face. For my lord's guilt thus faultless bide I pains; Yet from my lord shall not my foot remove: Sweet is his death, that takes his end by love. COMPLAINT OF THE LOVER DISDAINED. IN Cyprus springs, whereas dame Venus dwelt, And kindled find his breast with fixèd flame; 1 Whereas where. That in the heart that harbour'd freedom late, 1 Whose chilling venom of repugnant kind, DESCRIPTION AND PRAISE OF HIS LOVE FROM Tuscane came my lady's worthy race; Her sire an earl; her dame of prince's blood. Bright is her hue, and Geraldine she hight. And Windsor, alas! doth chase me from her sight. Her beauty of kind; her virtues from above; Happy is he that can obtain her love! THE FRAILTY AND HURTFULNESS OF BRITTLE beauty, that Nature made so frail, Whereof the gift is small, and short is the season; 1 Another:' another well.- - Her:' their.- Kind: 'nature. It is somewhat uncertain whether this poem be Surrey's; it is also ascribed to Lord Vaux. Flowering to-day, to-morrow apt to fail; Costly in keeping; past, not worth two peason;2 Hard to attain, once gotten, not geason ;3 Ah! bitter sweet, infecting as the poison, A COMPLAINT BY NIGHT OF THE LOVER NOT BELOVED. ALAS, SO all things now do hold their peace! For my sweet thoughts sometime do pleasure bring; But by and by, the cause of my disease Gives me a pang that inwardly doth sting, When that I think what grief it is again To live and lack the thing should rid my pain. 14 36 Tickle:' unstable, ticklish.- Peason:' peas. Geason: ' rare, or uncommon.-All-to:' altogether. HOW EACH THING, SAVE THE LOVER, IN WHEN Windsor walls sustain'd my wearied arm, The rakehell1 life, that 'longs to love's disport: Heap'd in my breast breaks forth, against my will, In smoky sighs that overcast the air, My vapour'd eyes such dreary tears distil, The tender spring which quicken where they fall, A VOW TO LOVE FAITHFULLY, HOWSOEVER SET me whereas the sun doth parch the green, In longest night, or in the shortest day; In lusty youth, or when my hairs are gray : Set me in heaven, in earth, or else in hell, In hill, or dale, or in the foaming flood; 6 Rakehell:' or rakel, careless.- Prest: ' usually means ready; here it may, perhaps, mean a press or crowd of people. |