XIV. TAKE THOSE LIPS AWAY. THE first stanza of this little sonnet is found in Shakespeare's Measure for Measure, Act iv. Sc. i. Both the stanzas are preserved in Beaum. and Fletcher's Bloody Brother, Act v. Sc. ii. It is not found in Jaggard's old edition of Shakespeare's Passionate Pilgrim, and there is some doubt as to the authorship of it. TAKE, oh take those lips away, That so sweetlye were forsworne; Hide, oh hide those hills of snowe, Which thy frozen bosom beares, XV.-KING LEIR AND HIS THREE DAUGHTERS. THE reader has here an ancient ballad on the subject of King Lear, which (as a sensible female critic has well observed) bears so exact an analogy to the argument of Shakespeare's play, that his having copied it could not be doubted, if it were certain that it was written before the tragedy. Here is found the hint of Lear's madness, which the old chronicles do not mention, as also the extravagant cruelty exercised on him by his daughters. In the death of Lear they likewise very exactly coincide. The misfortune is, that there is nothing to assist us in ascertaining the date of the ballad but what little evidence arises from within; this the reader must weigh, and judge for himself. KING LEIR once ruled in this land With princely power and peace; And had all things with hearts content, That might his joys increase. Amongst those things that nature gave, Three daughters fair had he, So princely seeming beautiful, As fairer could not be. So on a time it pleas'd the king A question thus to move, Quoth he, then let me hear, To whom the eldest thus began; Dear father, mind, quoth she, My blood shall render'd be: And so will I, the second said; I'll gently undertake : And serve your highness night and day Discomforts may remove. In doing so, you glad my soul, The aged king reply'd ; But what sayst thou, my youngest girl, How is thy love ally'd? My love (quoth young Cordelia then) Which to your grace I owe, Shall be the duty of a child, And that is all I'll show. And wilt thou shew no more, quoth he, Than doth thy duty bind? I well perceive thy love is small, When as no more I find. Thy elder sisters loves are more Than well I can demand, My kingdome and my land, With those thy sisters be maintain'd Thus flattering speeches won renown, Went wandering up and down, Untill at last in famous France She gentler fortunes found; And living in queen Ragan's court, The eldest of the twain, She took from him his chiefest means, And most of all his train. For whereas twenty men were wont And after scarce to three; Nay, one she thought too much for him; In hope that in her court, good king, Am I rewarded thus, quoth he, My second child, I know, Full fast he hies then to her court; Within her kitchen, he should have When he had heard, with bitter tears, In what I did let me be made I will return again, quoth he, Though poor and bare, yet was she deem'd She will not use me thus, I hope, The fairest on the ground: Where when the king her virtues heard, And this fair lady seen, With full consent of all his court Her father king Leir this while With his two daughters staid: Forgetful of their promis'd loves, Full soon the same decay'd; But in a kinder sort. Where when he came, she gave command To drive him thence away: When he was well within her court (She said) he would not stay. Then back again to Gonorell The woeful king did hie, But there of that he was deny'd Which she had promis'd late: For once refusing, he should not Come after to her gate. Thus twixt his daughters, for relief He wandred up and down; Being glad to feed on beggars food, That lately wore a crown. And calling to remembrance then Was all that love affords : Which made him rend his milk-white locks, And tresses from his head, And all with blood bestain his cheeks, With age and honour spread. To hills and woods and watry founts He made his hourly moan, Till hills and woods, and sensless things, Even thus possest with discontents, In hopes from fair Cordelia there, To find some gentler chance; Most virtuous dame! which when she heard Of this her father's grief, As duty bound, she quickly sent Him comfort and relief: And by a train of noble peers, In brave and gallant sort, She gave in charge he should be brought To Aganippus' court; Whose royal king, with noble mind So freely gave consent, To muster up his knights at arms, To fame and courage bent. And so to England came with speed, And drive his daughters from their thrones By his Cordelia dear. Where she, true-hearted noble queen, Was in the battel slain; But when he heard Cordelia's death, The lords and nobles when they saw The other sisters unto death They doomed by consents; And being dead, their crowns they left Unto the next of kin : Thus have you seen the fall of pride, And disobedient sin. XVI.-YOUTH AND AGE Is found in the little collection of Shakespeare's sonnets, entitled the Passionate Pilgrime, the greatest part of which seems to relate to the amours of Venus and Adonis. The following seems intended for the mouth of Venus, weighing the comparative merits of youthful Adonis and aged Vulcan. CRABBED Age and Youth Age is full of care: Youth is full of sport, Youth is nimble, Age is lame: Age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and Age is tame. O, my love, my love is young: Oh sweet shepheard, hie thee, XVII. THE FROLICKSOME DUKE, OR THE TINKER'S GOOD FORTUNE. THE following ballad is upon the same subject as the Introduction to Shakespeare's Taming of the Shrew: whether it may be thought to have suggested the hint to the dramatic poet, or is not rather of later date, the reader must determine. The story is told of Philip the Good, Duke of Burgundy, "that when at Bruges in Flanders, he would in the evening walke disguised all about the towne. It so fortuned, as he was walking late one night, he found a countrey fellow dead drunke, snorting on a bulke; he caused his followers to bring him to his palace, and there stripping him of his old clothes, and attyring him after the court fashion, when he wakened, he and they were all ready to attend upon his excellency and persuade him that he was some great duke. The poor fellow admiring how he came there, was served in state all day long after supper he saw them dance, heard musicke, and all the rest of those courtlike pleasures; but late at night, when he was well tipled, and again fast asleepe, they put on his old robes, and so conveyed him to the place where they first found him. Now the fellow had not made them so good sport the day before, as he did now, when he returned to himself: all the jest was to see how he looked upon it. In conclusion, after some little admiration, the poore man told his friends he had seen a vision; constantly believed it; would not otherwise be persuaded, and so the jest ended."-Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy. |