■i' /t^dj^fo Xy \i:PJ991 e %-> % v«^' "^^^jrgy a "'P^j^^ 'VW^^ '-^^ ^ Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2008 with funding from Microsoft Corporation http://www.archive.org/details/completepoemsofrOObarnrich THE COMPLETE POEMS RICH A RD BARNFI KLl) EDITED, WITH INTRODUCTION AND NOTES, BY THE REV. ALEXANDER B. GROSART, ST. GEORGE'S, BLACKBURN, LAUCASHIRK. PRINTED FOR THE 3^oj:burgI)f Club^ LONDON : J. B. NICHOLS AND SONS, 25, PARLIAMENT STREET. MDCCCLXXVl. COMPLETE POEMS OF RICHARD BARNFIEIJ). / iao):buraJ)t Club* 3'->%jp: 1^ MAFJQUIS OF LOTHIAN. MAUQUIS OF BATH. KARL OF CARNARVON. KARL OF POWIS, V.P. EARL BEAUCHAMP. KARL OF CAWnOR. LORD HOUGHTON. LORD ORMATHWAITE. LORD COLERIDGE. SIR KDWARD HULSE, BART. SIR WILLIAM STIRLING MAXWELL, BART. HENRY BRADSHAW, K.SQ. HKNUY ARTHUR BRIGHT, ESQ. REV. WILLIAM EDWARD BUCKLEY. PAUL BUTLER, KSQ. REV, WILLIAM GEORGE CLARK REV. HENRY OCTAVIUS COXE. FRANCIS HENRY DICKINSON, ESQ. GEORGE BRISCOE EYRE, ESQ. PRRSIDKNT. THOMAS GAISFORD, ESQ. HENRY HUCKS GIBBS, ESQ. », ALBAN GEORGE HENRV GIBBS, ESQ. GRANVILLE LEVESON GOWER, ESQ. RALPH NEVILLE GRENVILLE, ESQ. Trtiuurtr. JOHN BENJAMIN HEATH, ESQ. KIRKMAN DANIEL HODGSON, ESQ. HOBKRT STAVNKK HOLKOkD. F.SQ ALEX. JAMES BERESFORD HOPE, K8Q. HENRY HUTH, ESQ. JOHN COLE NICHOLL, ESQ. EVELYN PHILIP SHIRLEY, ESQ. ^ EDWARD JAMES STANLEY, ESQ. SIMON WATSON TAYLOR, ESQ. GEORGE TOMLINE. ESQ, CHARLES TOWNKLEY. ESQ. REV. EDWARD TINDAL TURNER. VICTOR WILLIAM BATES VAN DK WKVKK. hUSQ. Ml M705f;90 'm. < « fk ^\ il>r Eo;:&urst)e Cluft- /^ 1812. PRESIDENT. 1. GEORGE JOHN, EARL SPENCER. 1812. 1812. 1812. 1812. 1812. 1812. 7. 1812. 8. 1812. 9. 1812. 10. 1812. 11. 1812. 12. 1812. 13. 1812. 14 1812. 15. WILLIAM SPENCER, DUKE OF DEVONSHIRE. GEORGE SPENCER CHURCHILL, MARQUIS OF BLANDFORD. 1817. DUKE OF MARLBOROUGH. GEORGE GRANVILLE LEVESON GOWER, EARL GOWER. 1833. MARQUIS OF STAFFORD. 1833. DUKE OF SUTHERLAND. GEORGE HOWARD, VISCOUNT MORPETH. 1825. EARL OF CARLISLE. JOHN CHARLES SPENCER, VISCOUNT ALTHORP. 1834. EARL SPENCER. SIR MARK MASTERMAN SYKHS, BART. SIR SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES, BART. WILLIAM BENTHAM, ESQ. WILLIAM BOLLAND, ESQ. 1829. SIR WILLIAM BOLLAND. KNT. JAMES BOSWELL, ESQ. REV. WILLIAM HOLWELL CARR. * JOHN DENT. ESQ. REV. THOMAS FROGNALL DIUDIN. KKV. HENRY DRURY. 1812. 16. FRANCIS FREELING, ESQ. 1828. SIR FRANCIS FREELING, BART. 1812. 17. GEORGE HENRY FREELING, ESQ, 1836. SIR GEORGE HENRY FREELING, BART. JOSEPH HASLEWOOD, ESQ. RICHARD HEBER. ESQ. REV. THOMAS CUTHBERT HEBER. GEORGE ISTED, ESQ. ROBERT LANG, ESQ. JOSEPH LITTLEDALE, ESQ. 1824. SIR JOSEPH LITTLEDALE, KNT. JAMES HEYWOOD MARKLAND, ESQ. JOHN DELAFIELD PHELPS, ESQ. THOMAS PONTON, ESQ. PEREGRINE TOWNELEY, ESQ. EDWARD VERNON UTTERSON, ESQ. ROGER WILBRAHAM, ESQ. REV. JAMES WILLIAM DODD. EDWARD LITTLEDALE, ESQ. 1812. 18. 1812. 19. 1812. 20. 1812. 21. 1812. 22. 1812. 23. 1812. 24. 1812. 25. 1812. 26. 1812. 27. 1812. 28. 1812. 29. 1812. 30. 1812. 31. 1816. 32. 1819. 33. 1822. 34. 1822. 35. 1822. 36. 1823. 37. 1827. 38. 1828. 39. 1830. 40. 1831. 41. 1834. 42. 1834. 43. 1834. 44. GEORGE HIBBERT, ESQ. SIR ALEXANDER BOSWELL, BART. GEORGE WATSON TAYLOR. ESQ. JOHN ARTHUR LLOYD, ESQ. VENERABLE ARCHDEACON WRANGHAM. THE AUTHOR OF WAVERLEY. 1827. SIR WALTER SCOTT, BART. HON. AND REV. GEORGE NEVILLE GRENVILLE. 1846. DEAN OF WINDSOR. EDWARD HERBERT, VISCOUNT CLIVE. 1839. EARL OP POWIS. 40. JOHN FREDERICK, EARL OF CAWDOR. REV. EDWARD CRAVEN HAWTREY, D.D. SIR STEPHEN RICHARD GLYNNE, BART. BENJAMIN BARNARD, ESQ. VENERABLE ARCHDEACON BUTLER, D.D. 1836. SAMUEL, LORD BISHOP OF LICHFIELD. 1835. PRESIDENT. EDWARD HERBERT, VISCOUNT CLIVE. 1839. EARL OF POWIS. 1835. 45. WALTER FRANCIS, DUKE OF BUCCLEUCH AND QUEENSBERRY. 1836. 46, RIGHT HONOURABLE LORD FRANCIS EGERTON. 1846. EARL OF ELLESMERE. 1836. 47. ARCHIBALD ACHESON, VISCOUNT ACHESON. 1849. EARL OF GOSFORD. BERIAH BOTFIELD, ESQ. HENRY HALLAM, ESQ, PHILIP HENRY STANHOPE, VISCOUNT MAHON. 1855. EARL STANHOPE, GEORGE JOHN, LORD VERNON. REV, PHILIP BLISS, D.C.L. RIGHT HONOURABLE SIR JAMES PARKE, KNT. 1856. LORD WENSLEYDALE. REV. BULKELEY BANDINEL, D.D. WILLIAM HENRY MILLER, ESQ. EVELYN PHILIP SHIRLEY, ESQ. EDWARD JAMES HERBERT, VISCOUNT CLIVE. 1848. EARL OP POWIS. , 1841, 58. DAVID DUNDAS, ESQ, 1847. SIR DAVID DUNDAS, KNT. JOHN EARL BROWNLOW. HONOURABLE HUGH CHOLMONDELEY, 1855. LORD DELAMERE, SIR ROBERT HARRY INGLIS, BART. ALEXANDER JAMES BERESFORD HOPE, ESQ. REV. HENRY WELLESLEY. ANDREW RUTHERFURD, ESQ, 1851. LORD RUTHERFURD, HON. ROBERT CURZON, J UN. GEORGE TOMLINE, ESQ, WILLIAM STIRLING, ESQ, 1866. SIR WILLIAM STIRLING MAXWELL, BART. 1847, 68. FRANCIS HENRY DICKINSON, ESQ. 1836. 48. 1836, 49. 1837. 60. 1838. 51. 1838. 52. 1839. 63. 1839. 54, 1839. 65. 1839. 66. 1840. 57. 1842. 69, 1842, 60, 1844. 61. 1844, 62. 1844, 63. 1845. 64. 1846. 65. 1846. 66. 1846, 67. 1848. PRESIDENT. WALTER FRANCIS, DUKE OF BUCCLEUCH AND QUEENSBERRY, K.G. NATHANIEL BLAND, ESQ. REV. WILLIAM EDWARD BUCKLEY. REV. JOHN STUART HIPPISLEY HORNER, HIS EXCELLENCY MONSIEUR VAN DE WEYER. MELVILLE PORTAL, ESQ. ROBERT STAYNER HOLFORD, ESQ. PAUL BUTLER, ESQ. EDWARD HULSE, ESQ. 1855. SIR EDWARD HULSE, BART. CHARLES TOWNELEY, ESQ. WILLIAM ALEX. ANTH. ARCH. DUKE OF HAMILTON AND BRANDON. HENRY HOWARD MOLYNEUX, EARL OF CARNARVON. SIR JOHN BENN WALSH, BART. 1868. LORD ORMATHWAITE. ADRIAN JOHN HOPE, ESQ. RALPH NEVILLE GRENVILLE, ESQ. SIR JOHN SIMEON, BART. SIR JAMES SHAW WILLES, KNT. GEORGE GRANVILLE FRANCIS, EARL OF ELLESMERE. WILLIAM SCHOMBERG ROBERT, MARQUIS OF LOTHIAN. FREDERICK TEMPLE, LORD DUFFERIN. 1872, EARL OF DUFFERIN. 1858, 88. SIMON WATSON TAYLOR, ESQ. 89. THOMAS GAISFORD, ESQ. JOHN FREDERICK VAUGHAN, EARL CAWDOR. GRANVILLE LEVESON GOWER, ESQ. HENRY HUCKS GIBBS, ESQ. RICHARD MONCKTON, LORD HOUGHTON. CHRISTOPHER SYKES, ESQ. REV. HENRY OCTAVIUS COXE. REV. WILLIAM GEORGE CLARK. REV. CHARLES HENRY HARTSHORNE. JOHN COLE NICHOLL, ESQ. GEORGE BRISCOE EYRE, ESQ. JOHN BENJAMIN HEATH, ESQ. HENRY HUTH, ESQ. HENRY BRADSHAW, ESQ. FREDERICK, EARL BEAUCHAMP. KIRKMAN DANIEL HODGSON, ESQ. CHARLES WYNNE FINCH, ESQ. 1848. 69. 1848. 70. 1849. 71. 1849. 72. 1849. 73. 1851. 74. 76. 76. 1853. 77. 1854. 78. 79. 1855. 80. 81. 82. 1856. 83. 84. 1857. 85. 86. 87. 1861. 90. 1863. 91. 92. 1864. 93. 94. 95. 96. 97. 98. 99. 100. 1866. lOL 102. 1867. 103. 104. 1868. 105. 1870. 106. 107. 1871. 108. 1872. 109. 1876. 110. 111. 112. 113. 114. HENRY SALUSBURY MILMAN, ESQ. EDWARD JAMES STANLEY, ESQ REV. EDWARD TINDAL TURNER. SCHOMBERG HENRY, MARQUIS OF LOTHIAN. JOHN ALEXANDER, MARQUIS OF BATH. JOHN DUKE, LORD COLERIDGE. VICTOR WILLIAM BATES VAN DE WEYER, ESQ. HENRY ARTHUR BRIGHT, ESQ. ALBAN GEORGE HENRY GIBBS, ESQ. ■^• > it/ Eojriurgl^e Clufi. CATALOGUE OF THE BOOKS PRESENTED TO AND PRINTED BY THE CLUB. LONDON : HOCCCLXXI. CATALOGUE. Certaine Bokes of Virgiles Aenaeis, turned into English Meter. By the Right Honorable Lorde, Henry Earle of Surrey. William Bolland, Esq. 1814. Caltha Poetarum ; or, The Bumble Bee. By T. Cutwode, Esq. BicHARD Heber, Esq. 1815. The Three First Books of Ovid de Tristibus, Translated into English. By Thomas Chtjrchyarde. Earl Spencer, President. 1816. Poems. By Bichard Barnfield. James Boswell, Esq. 1816. Dolarney's Primerose or the Eirst part of the Passionate Hermit. Sir Erancis Preeling, Bart. 1816. La Contenance de la Table. George Henry Freeling, Esq. 1816. Newes from Scotland, declaring the Damnable life of Doctor Fian, a notable Sorcerer, who was burned at Edenbrough in lanuarie last 1691. George Henry Freeling, Esq. 1816. A proper new Interlude of the World and the Child, otherwise called Mundus et Infans. Viscount Altiiorp. 1817. Hagthorpe Revived ; or Select Specimens of a Forgotten Poet. Sir Samuel Egerton Brydges, Bart. 1817. 4 Istoria novellamente ritrovata di due nobili Amanti, &c. da Luigi Porto. Eev. William Holwell Care. 1817. The Funeralles of King Edward the Sixt. Eev. James William Dodd. 1817. A Eoxburghe Garland, 12mo. James Boswell, Esq. 1817. Cock Lorell's Boat, a Eragment from the original in the British Museum. Eev. Henry Drury. 1817. Le Livre du Eaucon. Egbert Lang, Esq. 1817. The Glutton's Eeaver. By Thomas Bancroft. John Delafield Phelps, Esq. 1817- The Chorle and the Birde. Sir Mark Masterman Sykes, Bart. 1818. Daiphantus, or the Passions of Love. By Antony Scoloker. EOGER WiLBRAHAM, EsQ. 1818. The Complaint of a Lover's Life. Controversy between a Lover and a Jay. Eev. Thomas Erognall Dibdin, Vice President. 1818. Balades and other Poems. By John Gower. Printed from the original Manuscript in the Library of the Marquis of Stafford, at Trentham. Earl Gower. 1818. Diana; or the excellent conceitful Sonnets of H. C, supposed to have been printed either in 1592 or 1594. Edward Littledale, Esq. 1818. Chester Mysteries. De Deluvio Noe. De Occisione Innocentium. James Heywood Markland, Esq. 1818. Ceremonial at the Marriage of Mary Queen of Scotts with the Dauphin of Prance. William Bentham, Esq. 1818. The Solempnities and Triumphes doon and made at the Spousells and Marriage of the King's Daughter the Ladye Marye to the Prynce of Castile, Archduke of Austrige. John Dent, Esq. 1818. The Life of St. Ursula. Guiscard and Sigismund. Duke of Devonshire. 1818. Le Morte Arthur. The Adventures of Sir Launcelot Du Lake. Thomas Ponton, Esq. 1819. Six Bookes of Metamorphoseos in whyche ben conteyned the Fables of Ovyde. Translated out of Prensshe into Englysshe by William Caxton. Printed from a Manuscript in the Library of Mr. Secretary Pepys, in the College of St. Mary Magdalen, in the University of Cambridge. George Hibbert, Esq. 1819. Cheuelere Assigne. Edward Vernon Utterson, Esq. 1820. Two Interludes : Jack Jugler and Thersytes. Joseph Haslewood, Esq. 1820. The New Notborune Mayd. The Boke of Mayd Emlyn. George Isted, Esq. 1820. The Book of Life ; a Bibliographical Melody. Dedicated to the Roxburghe Club by Richard Thomson. 8vo. 1820. Magnyfycence : an Interlude. By John Skelton, Poet Lauroat to Henry VIII. Joseph Littledale, Esq. 1821. 6 Judicium, a Pageant. Extracted from the Towneley Manuscript of Ancient Mysteries. Peregrine Edward Towneley, Esq. 1822. An Elegiacal Poem, on the Death of Thomas Lord Grey, of Wilton. By Robert Marston. Prom a Manuscript in the Library of The Right Honourable Thomas Grenville. ViscoTJNT Morpeth. 1822. Selections from the Works of Thomas Ravenscroet ; a Musical Composer of the time of King James the Pirst. Duke oe Marlborough. 1822. L^Lii Peregrini Oratio in Obitum Torquati Tassi. Editio secunda. Sir Samuel Egerton Brtdges, Bart. 1822. The Hors, the Shepe, and the Ghoos. Sir Mark Masterman Stkes, Bart. 1822. The Metrical Life of Saint Robert of Knaresborough. Rev. Henry Drury. 1824. Informacon for Pylgrymes unto the Holy Londe. Prom a rare Tract in the Library of the Paculty of Advocates, Edinburgh. George Henry Preeling, Esq. 1824. The Cuck-Queanes and Cuckolds Errants or the Bearing Down the Inne, a Comaedie. The Paery Pastorall or Porrest of Elues. By W P , Esq. John Arthur Lloyd, Esq. 1824. The Garden Plot, an Allegorical Poem, inscribed to Queen Eliza- beth. By Henry Goldingham. Prom an unpublished Manu- script of the Harleian Collection in the British Museum. To which are added some account of the Author ; also a reprint of his Masques performed before the Queen at Norwich on Thursday, August 21, 1578. Venerable Archdeacon Wrangham. 1825. La Rotta de Francciosi a Terroana novamente facta. La Rotta de Scocesi. Earl Spencer, President. 1825. Nouvelle Edition d'un Poeme sur la Joum6e de Guinegate. Presented by the Marquis de Portia. 1825. Zul^ima, par C. Pichler. 12mo. Presented by H. de Chateaugiron. 1825. Poems, written in English, by Charles Duke of Orleans, during his Captivity in England after the Battle of Azincourt. George Watson Taylor, Esq. 1827. Proceedings in the Court Martial held upon John, Master of Sinclair, Captain-Lieutenant in Preston's Regiment, for the Murder of Ensign Schaw of the same Regiment, and Captain Schaw, of the Royals, 17 October, 1708 ; with Correspondence respecting that Transaction. Sir Walter Scott, Bart. 1828. The Ancient English Romance of Havelok the Dane ; accompanied by the Erench Text : with an Introduction, Notes, and a Glossary. By Erederic Madden, Esq. Printed for the Club. 1828. Gaufridi Arthurii Monemuthensis Archidiaconi, postea vero Episcopi Asaphensis, de Vita et Vaticiniis Merlini Calidonii, Carmen Heroicum. Hon. and Rev. G. Neville Grenville. 1830. The Ancient English Romance of William and the Werwolf; edited from an unique copy in King's College Library, Cambridge ; with an Introduction and Glossary. By Frederic Madden, Esq. Earl Cawdor. 1832. 8 The Private Diary of William, first Earl Cowpeb, Lord Chan- cellor of England. B/EV. Edward Craven Hawtrey. 1833. The Lyvys of Seyntes; translated into Englys be a Doctour of Dyuynite clepyd Osbern Bokenam, frer Austyn of the Convent of Stocklare. Viscount Clive, President. 1835. A Little Boke of Ballads. Dedicated to the Club by E. V. Utterson, Esq, 1836. The Love of Wales to their Soueraigne Prince, expressed in a true Relation of the Solemnity held at Ludlow, in the Countie of Salop, upon the fourth of November last past. Anno Domini 1616, being the day of the Creation of the high and mighty Charles, Prince of Wales, and Earle of Chester, in his Maiesties Palace of White-Hall. Presented by the Honourable B, H. Clive. 1837. Sidneiana, being a collection of Eragments relative to Sir Philip Sidney, Ejiight, and his immediate Connexions. Bishop of Lichfield. 1837. The Owl and the Nightingale, a Poem of the Twelfth Century. Now first printed from Manuscripts in the Cottonian Library, and at Jesus' College, Oxford; with an Introduction and Glossary. Edited by Josephus Stevenson, Esq. Sir Stephen Bichard Glynne, Bart. 1838. The Old English Version of the Gesta Bomanorum : edited for the first time from Manuscripts in the British Museum and Uni- versity Library, Cambridge, with an Introduction and Notes, by Sir Erederic Madden, K.H. Printed for the Club, 1838. 9 Illustrations of Ancient State and Chivalry, from MSS. preserved in the Ashmolean Museum, with an Appendix. Benjamin Barnard, Esq. 1840. Manners and Household Expenses of England in the thirteenth and fifteenth Centuries, illustrated by original Records. I. House- hold Roll of Eleanor Countess of Leicester, A.D. 1265. II. Accounts of the Executors of Eleanor Queen Consort of Edward I. A.D. 1291. III. Accounts and Memoranda of Sir John Howard, first Duke of Norfolk, A.D. 1462 to A.D. 1471. Beriah Botfield, Esq. 1841. The Black Prince, an Historical Poem, written in Erench, by Chandos Herald ; with a Translation and Notes by the Bev. Henry Octavitjs Coxe, M.A. Printed for the Club. 1842. The Decline of the last Stuarts. Extracts from the Despatches of British Envoys to the Secretary of State. Printed for the Club. 1843. Vox Populi Vox Dei, a Complaynt of the Comons against Taxes. Presented according to the Direction of the late Eight Hon. Sir Joseph Littledale, Knt. 1843. Household Books of John Duke of Norfolk and Thomas Earl of Surrey; temp. 1481 — 1490. Erom the original Manuscripts in the Library of the Society of Antiquaries, London. Edited by J. Payne Collier, Esq., E.S.A. Printed for the Club. 18-44. Three Collections of English Poetry of the latter part of the Six- teenth Century. Presented by the Duke of Northumberland, K.G. 1845. 10 Historical Papers, Part I. Castra Regia, a Treatise on the Suc- cession to the Crown of England, addressed to Queen Elizabeth by EyOGER Edwards, Esq., in 1568. Novissima Straffordii, Some account of the Proceedings against, and Demeanor of, Thomas Wentworth, Earl of Strafford, both before and during his Trial, as well as at his Execution ; written in Latin by Abraham Wright, Vicar of Okeham, in Rutlandshire. The same (endeauord) in English by James Wright, Barrister at Law. Rev. Philip Bliss, D.C.L., and Rev. Bulkeley Bandinel. 1846. Correspondence of Sir Henry TJnton, Knt., Ambassador from Queen Elizabeth to Henry IV. King of Prance, in the years MDXCI. and MDXCII. Prom the originals and authentic copies in the State Paper Office, the British Museum, and the Bodleian Library. Edited by the Rev. Joseph Stevenson, M.A. Printed for the Club. 1847. La Vraie Cronicque d'Escoce. Pretensions des Anglois a la Couronne de Prance. Diplome de Jacques VI. Roi de la Grande Bretagne. Drawn from the Burgundian Library by Major Robert Anstruther. Printed for the Cltjb. 1847. The Sherley Brothers, an Historical Memoir of the Lives of Sir Thomas Sherley, Sir Anthony Sherley, and Sir Robert Sherley, Knights, by one of the same House. Edited and Presented by Evelyn Philip Shirley, Esq. 1848. The Alliterative Romance of Alexander. Prom the unique Manu- script in the Ashmolean Museum. Edited by the Rev. Joseph Stevenson, M.A. Printed for the Club. 1849. 11 Letters and Dispatches from Sir Henry Wotton to James the First and his Ministers, in the years MDCXVII — XX. Printed from the Originals in the Library of Eton College. George Tomline, Esq. 1850. Poema quod dicitur Vox Clamantis, necnOn Chronica Tripartita, auctore Johanne Gower, nunc primum edidit H. O. Coxe, M.A. Printed for the Club. 1850. Eive Old Plays. Edited from Copies, either unique or of great rarity, by J. Payne Collier, Esq., E.S.A. Printed for the Club. 1851. The Romaunce of the Sowdone of Babylone and of Eerumbras his Sone who conquerede E,ome. The Duke of Buccleuch, President. 1854. The Ayenbite of Inwyt. Erom the Autograph MS. in the British Museum. Edited by the Bev. Joseph Stevenson, M.A. Printed for the Club. 1856. John de Garlande, de Triumphis Ecclesise Libri Octo. A Latin Poem of the Thirteenth Century. Edited, from the unique Manuscript in the British Museum, by Thomas Wright, Esq., M.A., E.S.A., Hon. M.B.S.L., &c. &c. Earl of Powis. 1856. Poems by Michael Drayton. Erom the earliest and rarest Edi- tions, or from Copies entirely unique. Edited, with Notes and Illustrations, and a new Memoir of the Author, by J. Payne Collier, Esq., E.S.A. Printed for the Club. 1850. Literary Remains of King Edward the Sixth. In Two Volumes. Edited from his Autograph Manuscripts, with Historical Notes and a Biographical Memoir, by John Gough Nichols, E.S.A. Printed for the Club. 1857. 12 The Itineraries of William Wet, Pellow of Eton College, to Jeru- salem, A.D. 1458 and A.D. 1462 ; and to Saint James of Com- postella, A.D. 1456. Prom the original MS. in the Bodleian Library. Printed eor the Club. 1857. The Boke of Noblesse ; Addressed to King Edward the Eourth on his Invasion of Prance in 1476. With an Introduction by John Gotjgh Nichols, P.S.A. LoED Delamere. 1860. Songs and Ballads, with other Short Poems, chiefly of the Reign of Philip and Mary. Edited, from a Manuscript in the Ashmo- lean Museum, by Thomas Wright, Esq., M.A., P.S.A., &c. &c. Robert S. Holford, Esq. 1860. De Regimine Principum, a Poem by Thomas Occleve, written in the Reign of Henry IV. Edited for the first time by Thomas Wright, Esq., M.A., P.S.A., &c. &c. Printed for the Club. 1860. The History of the Holy Graal ; partly in English Verse by Henry Lonelich, Skynner, and wholly in Prench Prose by Sires Robiers de Borron. In two volumes. Edited, from MSS. in the Library of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, and the British Museum, by Prederick J. Purnivall, Esq., M.A., Trinity Hall, Cambridge. Printed for the Club. 1861 and 1863. Roberd of Brunne's Handlyng Synne, written A.D. 1203 ; with the Prench Treatise on which it is founded, Le Manuel des Pechie3 by William of Waddington. Prom MSS. in the British Museum and Bodleian Libraries. Edited by Prederick J. Purnivall, Esq., M.A. Printed for the Club. 1862. 13 The Old English Version of Partonope of Blois. Edited for the first time from MSS. in University College Library and the Bodleian at Oxford, by the Rev. W. E. Buckley, M.A., Bector of Middleton Cheney, and formerly Fellow of Brasenose College. Printed for the Club. 1862. Philosophaster, Comoedia ; Poemata, auctore Boberto Burtono, S. Th. B., Democrito Juniore, Ex Mde Christi Oxon. Rev. William Edward Buckley. 1862. La Queste del Saint Graal. In the Erench Prose of Maistres Gautiers Map, or Walter Map. Edited by Frederick J. FuRNiVALL, Esq., M.A., Trinity Hall, Cambridge. Printed for the Club. 1864.. A Royal Historie of the excellent Knight Generides. Henry Hucks Gibbs, Esq. 1865. The Copy-Book of Sir Amias Poulet's Letters, written during his Embassy in France, A.D. 1577. Printed for the Club. 1866. The Bokes of Nurture and Kervynge. Hon. Robert Curzon. 1867. A Map of the Holy Land, illustrating Wey's Itineraries. Printed for the Club. 1867. Historia Quatuor Regum Anglise, authore Johanne Herdo. Simon Watson Taylor, Esq. 1868. Letters of Patrick Ruthven, Earl of Forth and Brentford, 1616 — 1662. Duke of Buccleuch, President. 1868. The Pilgrimage of the Lyf of the Mauhode, from tlic French of Guillaumc de Deguileville. Printed for the Club. 1869. Correspondence of Colonel N. llooke, 1703—1707. Vol. 1. Printed for the Club. 1870 — 1, 14 Liber E-egalis; seu ordo Consecrandi Uegem et Heginam. Earl Beatjchamp. 1870. Le Myst^re de Saint Louis, Eoi de Trance. Printed for the Cltjb. 1871. Correspondence of Colonel N. Hooke, 1703—1707. Vol. II. Printed for the Club. 1871. The History of the Most Noble Knight Plasidas, and other Pieces ; from the Pepysian Library. Printed for the Club. 1873. Florian and Plorete, a Metrical Romance. Marquis of Lothian. 1873. A Fragment of Partonope of Blois, from a Manuscript at Vale Eoyal. Printed for the Club. 1873. The Legend of Sir Nicholas Throckmorton. Paul Bugler, Esq. 1874. Correspondence of tiie First Earl of Ancram and the Third Earl of Lothian. 1616—1687. 2 Vols. Marquis of Lothian. 1875. The History of Grisild the Second. John Benjamin Heath, Esq. 1875. A* PREFACE. The Introduction (§ III. Editorial) gives all the information that seemed to be required as to our reproduction of these Poems of Richard Barnfield — this, the spelling of his last title-page (1605) and of his "Will, preferably to Barnefeild and other variations, being adopted — now for the first time collected ; but, inasmuch as for the mere nothing of biographic fact hitherto fiuTiished concerning him, we have the satisfaction of pretty fully elucidating and illustrating his Life (§1. Biographical), it must be permitted us to thank here various friends who have greatly aided us in the task of love. Foremost among these is Miss C. S. Burne, Loynton Hall, Newport, Shropshire, whose indefatig- able intelligence in exploring every available source of information cannot be sufl&ciently commended. Hearty acknowledgments are similarly due to the Incumbents of St. Michael's, Stone (Rev. Eldred Woodland, M.A.), and of Norbury (Rev. Thomas Burne, M.A.), and Colonel Chester of Bermondsey, for communication of Register entries and other items. To the Rev. W. E. Buckley, M.A., of Middleton Cheney, Banbury, I am indebted for the use of ii Preface. various rare books and for useful references and suggestions, as well as for the pains he has taken in drawing up the tabular-statement of the Barnfield and Skrymsher Pedigrees from my materials. To the Custodians of the unique or extremely rare originals in Sion College Library, London, and the Bodleian, Oxford ; and Sir Charles H. Isham, Bart. Lamport Hall, Northampton, we would offer our best thanks for the use of their several treasures. The Notes and Illustrations at close, as in nearly all our works on our early literature, are not a little indebted to Dr. Brinsley Nicholson, Woodlands Road, Bedhill. In our critical examination of Mr. J. P. Collier's erroneous (attempted) withdrawal of "As it fell upon a day," &c., from Barnfield, effective aid has been found in Mr. Charles Edmonds's most valuable and careful Introduction to his charming little fac-simile (in his Isham Beprints) of the 1593 Venus and Adonis. The fac-similes of the original title-pages and of Barnfield's autograph and monogram, and of the arms from a Harleian MS. (1241), may be accepted as literally faithful. Other points are elsewhere noticed. ALEXANDER B. GBOSABT. St. George's Vestry, Blackburn, Lancashire. INTRODUCTION. I. Biographical, II. Bibliographical and Critical. Ill, Editorial. I. Biographical. Prom apparently a confused recollection of the great historic name of Barnevelt — to whom Motley has given such splendid resurrection in our day — the latest editor of Warton's " History of English Poetry " has hazarded the guess that Richard Barnfield was of " Dutch or Elemish " origin ; and he tacks to it another guess, that, as the initials " B. B." occur at the end of some encomiastic verses prefixed to Verstegan's Restitution of Decayed Intelligence (1605), they must belong to Barnfield; and then succeeds still a third guess, as follows : " Verstegan himself came from Flanders; possibly the two were brought into acquaintance in that way. But in Barnfield's case the change of residence must have been less immediate, for surely no author whom we could name has fairer pretensions to be regarded as a writer of genuine, untainted, vernacular English." ^ All this is without the shadow of authority. Barnevelt and Barnfield sound (to a bad ear) some- what alike, but are not synonymous. As will appear, Barnfield is a very old and 'gentle' English name. The "encomiastic verses" to Verstegan it is an outrage to attribute to the poet of " Nights ^ Hnzlitt's Warton, iv, pp, 439, 440 — with every abatement of errors of omission and commission and of perplexing intermixture of former and later materials — a solid and useful work. a2 iv Introduction. were short and dayes were long" and "As it fell upon a day" — so sorry are they ; and why single out one of at least half-a-dozen " E/. B." contemporary pieces of the same kind that might be produced ? The " genuine, untainted, vernacular English " (what- ever ' vernacular ' may or may not mean) ought to have suppressed these idle " Pleasures of Imagination." But it is easier to indulge in such than diligently to search out Pacts ; and so in all too sorrowfully many cases traditionary blanks are left unfilled, and traditionary errors repeated and increased. Malone's extract from the Register of Brazenose College : " Richard Barnefield, Stafford, gen.fil^^ ought to have sent any one professing to care for or to write intelligently of him to Staffordshire; and one poem among his *' Poems in diuers humors " — certainly not in itself very memorable — viz. " An Epitaph vpon the Death of his Aunt, Mistresse Elizabeth Skrymsher," might have still further helped.^ Curiously enough too, from failing to remember this *' Epitaph," the late industrious and to-be-ever-gratefully-thought-of Joseph Hunter had his finger on a MS. pedigree that would have opened up all that it is our privilege to ^ofor the first time, but missed the discovery and passed on.^ Turning then to a volume of Shropshire Pedigrees in the British Museum entitled "The Visitation of Shropshire, taken and made by Richard Lee (alias) Richmond Herauld and Marshall to Robert Cooke (alias) Clarenceiaux Kinge of Armes, taken in the yeare of our Lord God 1564. Augmented by manye Notes and Gatherings of Lewis Dunne and others, by me Jacob Chaloner, of London, gent. vntiU the year 1620. Copied by me Tho. Hanford of Wigmore Ano 1661." (Harleian MSS. 1241, p. 105), we find a somewhat ^ See it on page 193. 2 The Chorus Vatum MSS. (Add. MSS. 21487-21493.) The article on Barnfield is in 21487. As above, he mentions that in Harleian MS. 1241 is a pedigree of Bamfields, but adds he is unaware whether they are the Poet's family. Introduction, v full and careful pedigree of the Barnfields, which is confirmed by others, and in it discover our Worthy. These are the details. 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J< M-i ^ >a -aj 2 § M • fc. &» SI ■- .5 — iSS — Kas E "•5 60 ^ d 1 ^ B ei O V) t. 0) ^5 E H S cr 03 E 2 H c t> § cc V o c u S 5 "m o s ^ '* C J S53 ^ M sS 01 •a n aT V S< s S o c>i -^ lO •* t .s s ^ ^ «■! — fl' -^.: I. THE AFFECTIONATE SHEPHEARD. 1594. Note. — The original title-page of " The Affectionate Shepheard," &c., is given opposite in fac-simile. Our text is from the copy preserved in Sion College Library. A comparison will reveal that, independent of its mutilations, our revision of the " Percy Society " reprint has not been without advantage. — G. THE AFFECTIONATE SHEPHEAKD CONTAINING THE COMPLAINT OF DAPHNIS FOR THE LOUE OF GANYMEDE. Amor plus mellis, quam fellis, est. LONDON, Printed by Iohn Danter for T, G. and E. N., and are to bee sold in Saint Dunstones Church-yeard in Fleetstreet. 1594. B 2 TO THE RIGHT EXCEL- LENT AND MOST BEAUTIFULL LADY, TEE LADIE PENELOPE RITCH. Patre louely Ladie, whose Angelique eyes Are Vestal! Candles of sweet Beauties Treasure, Whose speech is able to inchaunt the wise, Converting loy to Paine, and Paine to Pleasure ; Accept this simple Toy of my Soules Dutie, Which I present vnto thy matchles Beautie. And albeit the gift be all too meane. Too meane an offring for thine ivorie shrine ; Yet must thy Beautie my iust blame susteane. Since it is mortall, but thy selfe diuine. Then (Noble Ladie) take in gentle worth This new-borne Babe which here my Muse brings forth. Your Honours most aJBPectionate and perpetually denoted Shepheard : DAPHNIS. THE TEARE8 OF AN AFFECTIONATE SHEPHEARD SICKE FOR LOUE, OR THE COMPLAINT OF DAPHNIS FOR THE LOUE OF GANIMEDE. I. Scarce had the morning Starre hid from the light Heauens crimson Canopie with stars bespangled, But I began to rue th' vnhappy sight Of that f aire Boy that had my hart intangled ; Cursing the Time, the Place, the sense, the sin j I came, I saw, I viewd, I slipped in. II. If it be sinne to loue a sweet-fac'd Boy, (Whose amber locks trust vp in golden tramels Dangle adowne his louely cheekes with ioy, When pearle and flowers his faire haire enamels) If it bo sinne to loue a louely Lad ; Oh then sinne I, for whom my soule is sad. 8 The Affectionate Shepheard. III. His luory- white and Alablaster skin Is staind througliout with rare Vermillion red, Whose twinckling starrie lights doe neuer blin To shine on lonely Venus (Beauties bed) : But as the Lillie and the blushing Rose, So white and red on him in order growes. IV. Vpon a time the Nymphs bestird them-selues To trie who could his beautie soonest win : But he accounted them but all as Elues, Except it were the faire Queene Guendolen, Her he embrac'd, of her was beloued, With plaints he proued, and with teares he moued. V. But her an Old-Man had beene sutor too, That in his age began to doate againe ; Her would he often pray, and often woo. When through old age enfeebled was his Braine : But she before had lou'd a lustie youth That now was dead, the cause of all her ruth. VI. And thus it hapned, Death and Cupid met Vpon a time at swilling Bacchus house, Where daintie cates vpon the Boord were set, And Goblets full of wine to drinke carouse : Where Loue and Death did loue the licor so, That out they fall and to the fray they goe. The Affectionate Shepheard. 9 yii. And hauing both their quiuers at their backe Fild full of AiTOWs ; Th' one of fatall Steele, The other all of gold ; Deaths shaft was black, But Loues was yellow : Eortune turnd her wheele. And from Deaths Quiuer fell a fatall shaft. That under Cupid by the winde was waft. VIII. And at the same time by ill hap there fell Another Arrow out of Cupids Quiuer ; The which was carried by the winde at will, And vnder Death the amorous shaft did shiuer : They being parted, Loue tooke vp Deaths dart. And Death tooke vp Loues Arrow (for his part). IX. Thus as they wandred both about the world, At last Death met with one of feeble age : Wherewith he drew a shaft and at him hurld The vnknowne Arrow ; (with a furious rage) Thinking to strike him dead with Deaths blacke dart, But he (alas), with Loue did wound his hart. X. This was the doting foole, this was the man That lou'd faire Guendolena, Queene of Beautie ; Shee cannot shake him off, doo what she can, Por he hath vowd to her his soules last duety : Making him trim vpon the holy-daies, And crownes his Loue with Garlands made of Baies. C 10 The Affectionate Shepheard. XI. Now doth he stroke his Beard ; and now (againe) He wipes the driuel from his filthy chin ; Now offers he a kisse ; hut high Disdaine Will not permit her hart to pity him : Her hart more hard than Adamant or steele. Her hart more changeable than Fortunes wheele. XII. But leaue we him in loue (vp to the eares) And tell how Loue hehau'd himselfe abroad ; Who seeing one that mourned still in teares, (A young man groaning under Loues great Load) Thinking to ease his Burden, rid his paines : For men haue griefe as long as life remaines. XIII. Alas (the while) that vnawares he drue The f atall shaft that Death had dropt before ; By which deceit great harme did then insue, Stayning his face with blood and filthy goare. His face, that was to Guendolen more deere Than loue of Lords, or any lordly Peere. xrv. This was that faire and beautifuU young-man, Whom Guendolena so lamented for ; This is that Loue whom she doth curse and ban. Because she doth that dismall chaunce abhor : And if it were not for his Mothers sake, Even Ganimede himselfe she would forsake. The Affectionate Shepheard. 11 XV. Oh would shee would forsake my Ganimede, Whose sugred love is full of sweete delight, Vpon whose fore-head you may plainely reade Loues pleasure, grau'd in yuorie Tables bright : In whose faire eye-balls you may clearely see Base Loue still staind with foule indignitie. XVI. Oh would to God he would but pitty mee, That loue him more than any mortall wight ; Then he and I with loue would soone agree, That now cannot abide his Sutors sight. would to God (so I might haue my fee) My lips were honey, and thy mouth a Bee. XVII. Then shouldst thou sucke my sweete and my faire flower That now is ripe, and full of honey-berries : Then would I leade thee to my pleasant Bower rild full of Grapes, of Mulberries, and Cherries ; Then shouldst thou be my Waspe or else my Bee, 1 would thy hiue, and thou my honey bee. XVIII. I would put amber Bracelets on thy wrests, Crownets of Pearle about thy naked Armes : And when thou sitst at swilling Bacchus feasts My lips with charmes should saue thee from all harmes : And when in sleepe thou tookst thy chief est Pleasure, Mine eyes should gaze upon thine eye-lids Treasure. c2 12 The Affectionate Shepheard. XIX. And euery Morne by dawning of the day. When JPhcebus riseth with a blushing face, Siluanus Chappel-Clarkes shall chaunt a Lay, And play thee hunts-vp in thy resting place : My Coote thy Chamber, my bosome thy Bed Shall be appointed for thy sleepy head. XX. And when it pleaseth thee to walke abroad, (Abroad into the fields to take fresh ay re :) The Meades with Floras treasure should be strowde, (The mantled meaddowes, and the fields so fayre,) And by a siluer well (with golden sands) He sit me downe, and wash thine yuory hands. XXI. And in the sweltring heate of summer time, I would make Cabinets for thee, (my Loue :) Sweet-smelling Arbours made of Eglantine Should be thy shrine, and I would be thy Doue. Cool Cabinets of fresh greene Laurell boughs Should shaddow vs, ore-set with thicke-set Eughes. XXII. Or if thou list to bathe thy naked limbs, Within the Christall of a Pearle-bright brooke, Paued with dainty pibbles to the brims ; Or cleare, wherein thyself e thy selfe mayst looke ; Weele goe to Ladon, whose still trickling noyse Will lull thee fast asleepe amids thy ioyes. The Affectionate Shepheard. 13 XXIII. Or if thoult goe vnto the E/iuer side, To angle for the sweet fresh-water fish : Arm'd with thy implements that will abide (Thy rod, hooke, line) to take a dainty dish ; Thy rods shall be of cane, thy lines of silke. Thy hooks of siluer, and thy bayts of milke. XXIV. Or if thou lou'st to heare sweet Melodie, Or pipe a Round vpon an Oaten Reede, Or make thy selfe glad with some myrthfuU glee. Or play them Musicke whilst thy flocke doth feede ; To Pans owne Pype He helpe my louely lad, {Pans golden Pype) which he of Syrinx had. XXV. Or if thou dar'st to climbe the highest Trees Por Apples, Cherries, Medlars, Peares, or Plumbs, Nuts, Walnuts, Pilbeards, Chest-nuts, Ceruices, The hoary Peach, when snowy winter comes ; I haue fine Orchards full of mellowed frute. Which I will giue thee to obtaine my sute. XXVI. Not proud Alcynous himselfe can vaunt. Of goodlier Orchards or of brauer Trees Than I haue planted ; yet thou wilt not graunt My simple sute ; but like the honey Bees Thou suckst the flowre till all the sweet be gone ; And lou'st mee for my Coyne till I haue none. 14 The Affectionate Shepheard. XXVII. Leaue Cruendolen^ (sweet hart) though she be faire Yet is she light ; not light in vertue shining : But light in her hehauiour, to impaire Her honour in her Chastities declining ; Trust not her teares, for they can wantonnize, When teares in pearle are trickling from her eyes. XXVIII. If thou wilt come and dwell with me at home ; My sheep-cote shall be strowd with new greene rushes : Weele haunt the trembling Prickets as they rome About the fields, along the hauthorne bushes ; I haue a pie-bald Curre to hunt the Hare, So we will line with daintie forrest fare. XXIX. Nay, more than this, I haue a garden-plot, Wherein there wants nor hearbs, nor roots, nor flowers ; (Flowers to smell, roots to eate, hearbs for the pot,) And dainty Shelters when the Welkin lowers : Sweet-smelling Beds of Lillies, and of Boses, Which Bosemary banks and Lauender incloses. XXX. There growes the Gilliflowre, the Mynt, the Dayzie (Both red and white,) the blew-veynd-Violet; The purple Hyacinth, the Spyke to please thee. The scarlet dyde Carnation bleeding yet ; The Sage, the Sauery, and sweet Margerum, Isop, Tyme, & Eyebright, good for the blinde & dumbe. The Affectionate Shepheard. 15 XXXI. The Pinke, the Primrose, Cowslip, and DaflPadilly, The Hare-bell blue, the crimson CuUumbine, Sage, Lettis, Parsley, and the milke-white Lilly, The Rose and speckled flowre cald Sops-in-wine, Pine pretie King-cups, and the yellow Bootes, That growes by Riuers and by shallow Brookes. XXXII. And manie thousand moe (I cannot name) Of hearbs and flowers that in gardens grow, I haue for thee ; and Coneyes that be tame. Young Babbets, white as Swan, and blacke as Crow, Some speckled here and there with daintie spots : And more, I haue two mylch and milke-white Groates. XXXIII. All these and more He giue thee for thy love ; If these and more, may tyce thy loue away : I haue a pidgeon-house, in it a doue. Which I loue more than mortall tongue can say : And last of all. He giue thee a little Lambe To play withall, new weaned from her Dam. XXXIV. But if thou wilt not pittie my Complaint, My Teares, nor Vowes, nor Oathes, made to thy beautie : What shall I doo ? but languish, die, or faint. Since thou dost scorne my Teares, and my Soules Duetie : And Teares contemned, Vowes and Oaths must faile ; And where Teares cannot, nothing can preuaile. 16 The Affectionate Shepheard. XXXV. Compare the loue of faire Queene Guendolin With mine, and thou shalt [s]ee how she doth loue thee : I loue thee for thy qualities diuine, But shee doth loue another Swaine aboue thee : I loue thee for thy gifts, she for hir pleasure ; I for thy Vertue, she for Beauties treasure. XXXVI. And alwaies (I am sure) it cannot last, But sometime Nature will denie those dimples : Insteed of Beautie (when thy Blossom's past) Thy face will be deformed, full of wrinckles : Then She that lou'd thee for thy Beauties sake, When Age drawes on, thy loue will soone forsake. XXXVII. But that I lou'd thee for thy gifts diuine. In the December of thy Beauties waning. Will still admire (with ioy) those louely eine, That now behold me with their beauties baning : Though lanuarie will neuer come againe. Yet Aprill yeres will come in showers of raine. XXXVIII. When will my May come, that I may embrace thee ? When will the hower be of my soules ioying ? Why dost thou seeke in mirth still to disgrace mee ? Whose mirth's my health, whose griefe's my harts annoying Thy bane my bale, thy blisse my blessednes, Thy ill my hell, thy weale my welfare is. The Affectionate Shepheard. 17 XXXIX. Thus doo I honour thee that loue thee so, And loue thee so, that so doo honour thee Much more than anie mortall man doth know, Or can discerne by Loue or lealozie : But if that thou disdainst my louing euer ; Oh happie I, if I had loued never. Einis. Plus/ellia quam mellis Amor. THE SECOND DAYES LAMENTATION OF THE AFFECTIONATE SHEPHEARD. I, Next Morning, when the golden Sunne was risen. And new had hid good morrow to the Mountaines ; When Night her siluer light had lockt in prison, Which gaue a glimmering on the christall fountaines Then ended sleepe : and then my cares began, Eu'n with the vprising of the siluer Swan. II. Oh glorious Sunne quoth I (viewing the Sunne), That lightenst euerie thing but me alone : Why is my Summer season almost done ? My Spring-time past, and Ages Autumne gone ? My Haruest's come, and yet I reapt no come : My loue is great, and yet I am forlorne. D 18 The Affectionate Shejpheard. III. Witnes these watrie eyes my sad lament (Receauing cisternes of my ceaseles teares), Witnes my bleeding hart my soules intent, Witnes the weight distressed JDaphnis beares : Sweet Loue, come ease me of thy burthens paine; Or els I die, or else my hart is slaine. IV. And thou, Loue-scorning Boy, cruell, vnkinde ; Oh let me once againe intreat some pittie : May be thou wilt relent thy marble minde, And lend thine eares vnto my dolefull Dittie : Oh pittie him, that pittie craues so sweetly ; Or else thou shalt be neuer named meekly. V. If thou wilt loue me, thou shalt be my Boy, My sweet Delight, the Comfort of my minde, My loue, my done, my Sollace, and my loy ; But if I can no grace nor mercie finde, He goe to Caucasus to ease my smart, And let a Vulture gnaw upon my hart. VI. Yet if thou wilt but show me one kinde looke (A small reward for my so great affection), He graue thy name in Beauties golden Booke, And shrowd thee under Sellicons protection : Making the Muses chaunt thy louely prayse : (For they delight in Shepheards lowly layes). TJie Affectionate Shepheard. 19 VII. And when th'art wearie of thy keeping Sheepe Upon a lonely Downe, (to please thy minde,) He giue thee fine ruffe-footed Doues to keepe, And pretie Pidgeons of another kinde : A Robbin-redbrest shall thy Minstrell bee, Chirping thee sweet and pleasant Melodic. VIII. Or if thou wilt goe shoote at little Birds, With bow and boult (the Thrustle-cocke and Sparrow), Such as our Countrey hedges can afford' s ; I haue a fine bowe, and an yuorie arrow : And if thou misse, yet meate thou shalt [not] lacke, He hang a bag and bottle at thy backe. IX. Wilt thou set springes in a frostie Night, To catch the long-billd Woodcocke and the Snype ? (By the bright glimmering of the Starrie light) The Partridge, Phaesant, or the greedie Grype ? He lend thee lyme- twigs, and fine sparrow calls, Wherewith the Powler silly Birds inthralls. X. Or in a mystic morning if thou wilt Make pitfalls for the Larke and Pheldif are ; Thy prop and sweake shall be both ouer-guilt : With Cypariaaus selfe thou shalt compare For gins and wyles, the Oozels to beguile ; Whilst thou vnder a bush shalt sit and smile. D 2 20 The Affectionate Shepheard. XI. Or with Hare-pypes (set in a muset hole) Wilt thou deceaue the deep-earth-deluing Coney ? Or wilt thou in a yellow Boxen bole, Taste with a woodden splent the sweet lythe honey ? Clusters of crimson Grapes He pull thee downe ; And with Vine-leaues make thee a louely Crowne. XII. Or wilt thou drinke a cup of new-made Wine Froathing at top, mixt with a dish of Creame ; And Straw-berries, or Bil-berries in their prime, Bath'd in a melting Sugar- Candie streame : Bunnell and Perry I haue for thee (alone) When Vynes are dead, and all the Grapes are gone. XIII. I haue a pleasant noted Nightingale (That sings as sweetly as the siluer Swan) Kept in a Cage of bone ; as white as whale. Which I with singing of Philemon wan : Her shalt thou haue, and all I haue beside; If thou wilt be my Boy, or els my Bride. XIV. Then will I lay out all my Lardarie (Of Cheese, of Cracknells, Curds and Clowted- creame) Before thy male-content ill-pleasing eye : But why doo I of such great follies dreame ? Alas, he will not see my simple Coate ; Por all my speckled Lambe, nor milk-white Goate. The Affectionate Shepheard. 21 XV. Against my Birtli-day thou shalt be my guest : Weele have Greene-cheeses and fine Silly-bubs ; And thou shalt be the chiefe of all my feast. And I will giue thee two fine pretie Cubs, With two yong Whelps, to make thee sport withall, A golden Racket, and a Tennis-ball. XVI. A guilded Nutmeg, and a race of Ginger, A silken Girdle, and a drawn-worke Band, Cuffs for thy wrists, a gold Ring for thy finger. And sweet Rose-water for thy Lilly -white hand, A Purse of silke, bespangd with spots of gold. As braue a one as ere thou didst behold. XVII. A paire of kniues, a greene Hat and a Feather, New Gloues to put upon thy milk-white hand He giue thee, for to keep thee from the weather ; With Phoenix feathers shall thy Face be fand, Cooling those Cheekes, that being cool'd wexe red, Like Lillyes in a bed of Roses shed. XVIII. Why doo thy Corall lips disdaine to kisse, And sucke that Sweete which manie haue desired ? That Baulme my Bane, that meancs would mend my misse : Oh let me then with thy sweete Lips b'inspired ; When thy Lips touch my Lips, my Lips will turne To Corall too, and, being cold yce, will burne. I 22 The Affectionate Shepheard. XIX. Why shoulde thy sweete loue-locke hang dangling downe, Kissing thy girdle-steed with falling pride ? Although thy Skin be white, thy haire is browne : Oh let not then thy haire thy beautie hide ; Cut off thy Locke, and sell it for gold wier : (The purest gold is tryde in hottest fier). XX. Eaire-long-haire-wearing Absolon was kild. Because he wore it in a brauerie : So that which gracde his Beautie, Beautie spild, Making him subiect to vile slauerie, In being hangd : a death for him too good, That sought his owne shame and his Pathers blood. XXI. Againe, we read of old king Triamus, (The haplesse syre of valiant Hector slaine) That his haire was so long and odious In youth, that in his age it bred his paine : For if his haire had not been half e so long, His life had been, and he had had no wrong. XXII. For when his stately Citie was destroyd, (That Monument of great Antiquitie) When his poore hart (with griefe and sorrow cloyd) Fled to his Wife (last hope in miserie) ; Fyrrhus (more hard than Adamantine rockes) Held him and halde him by his aged lockes. The Affectionate Shepheard. * 23 XXIII. These two examples by the way I show To proue th'indecencie of mens long haire : Though I could tell thee of a thousand moe, Let these suffice for thee (my louely Paire) Whose eye's my starre ; whose smiling is my Sunne ; Whose loue did ende before my ioyes begunne. XXIV. Pond loue is blinde, and so art thou (my Deare) For thou seest not my Loue and great desart ; Blinde Loue is fond, and so thou dost appeare ; Eor fond, and blinde, thou greeust my greening hart : Be thou fond-blinde, blinde-fond, or one, or all ; Thou art my Loue, and I must be thy thrall. XXV. Oh lend thine yuorie fore-head for Loues Booke, Thine eyes for candles to behold the same ; That when dim-sighted ones therein shall looke They may discerne that proud disdainefuU Dame ; Yet claspe that Booke, and shut that Cazement light ; Lest th'one obscurde, the other shine too bright. XXVI. Sell thy sweet breath to th' daintie Musk-ball-makers, Yet sell it so as thou mayst soone redeeme it : Let others of thy beauty be pertakers. Else none but Daphnis will so well esteeme it. For what is Beauty, except it be well knowne ? And how can it be knowne, except first showne ? 24 * The Affectionate Shepheard. XXVII. Learne of the Gentlewomen of this Age, That set their Beauties to the open view, Making Disdaine their Lord, true Loue their Page ; A Custome Zeale doth hate, Desert doth rue : Learne to looke red, anon waxe pale and wan, Making a mocke of Loue, a scorne of man. XXVIII. A candle light, and couer'd with a vaile. Doth no man good, because it giues no light ; So Beauty of her beauty seemes to faile. When being not seene it cannot shine so bright : Then show thyselfe and know thyselfe withall. Lest climing high thou catch too great a fall. XXIX. Oh foule eclipser of that fayre sun- shine. Which is intitled Beauty in the best ; Making that mortall, which is els diuine. That staines the fayre which Women 'steeme not least : Get thee to Hell againe (from whence thou art) And leave the Center of a Woman's hart. XXX. Ah be not staind (sweet Boy) with this vilde spot, Indulgence Daughter, Mother of Mischaunce ; A blemish that doth every beauty blot ; That makes them loath'd, but neuer doth advaunce Her Clyents, fautors, friends ; or them that loue her, And hates them most of all, that most reproue her. The Affectionate Shepheard. 25 XXXI. Remember Age, and thou canst not be prowd, Por age puis downe the pride of euery man ; In youthf ull yeares by Nature tis allowde To haue self e-will, doo Nurture what she can ; Nature and Nurture once together met, The Soule and shape in decent order set. XXXII. Pride looks aloft, still staring on the starres, Humility looks lowly on the ground ; Th' one menaceth the Gods with ciuill warres, The other toyles till he have Vertue found : His thoughts are humble, not aspiring hye ; But Pride looks haughtily with scomefull eye. XXXIII. Humillity is clad in modest weedes, But Pride is braue and glorious to the show ; Humillity his friends with kindnes f cedes, But Pride his friends (in neede) will neuer know : Supplying not their wants, but them disdaining ; Whilst they to pitty neuer neede complayning. XXXIV. Humillity in misery is relieu'd. But Pride in neede of no man is regarded ; Pitty and Mercy weepe to see him grieu'd That in distresse had them so well rewarded : But Pride is scornd, contcmnd, disdaind, derided, Whilst Humblenes of all things is prouided. 26 TTie Affectionate Shepheard. XXXV. Oh then be humble, gentle, meeke, and milde ; So shalt thou be of euery mouth commended ; Be not disdainfull, cruell, proud (sweet childe), So shalt thou be of no man much condemned ; Care not for them that Vertue doo despise ; Vertue is loathde of fooles ; loude of the wise. XXXVI. O faire Boy, trust not to thy Beauties wings. They cannot carry thee above the Sunne : Beauty and wealth are transitory things (For all must ende that euer was begunne), But Fame and Vertue neuer shall decay : For Fame is toombles, Vertue lines for aye. XXXVII. The snow is white, and yet the pepper 's blacke, The one is bought, the other is contemned : Pibbles we haue, but store of leat we lacke. So white comparde to blacke is much condemned. We doo not praise the Swanne because shees white. But for she doth in Musique much delite. XXXVIII. And yet the siluer-noted nightingale, Though she be not so white, is more esteemed ; Sturgion is dun of hew, white is the Whale, Yet for the daintier Dish the first is deemed : What thing is whiter than the milke-bred Lilly ? That knowes it not for naught, what man so silly ? The Affectionate Shepheard. 27 XXXIX. Yea, what more noysomer vnto the smell Than Lillies are ? What's sweeter then the Sage ? Yet for pure white the Lilly beares the Bell, Till it be faded through decaying Age. House-Doues are white, and Oozels Blacke-birds bee ; Yet what a difference in the taste, we see. XL. Compare the Cow and Calfe, with Ewe and Lambe ; Rough hayrie Hydes, with softest downy Pell ; Heefar and Bull with Weather and with Ramme, And you shall see how far they doo ex cell ; White Kine with blacke, blacke Coney- skins with gray, Kine, nesh and strong ; skins, deare and cheape alway. XLI. The whitest siluer is not alwaies best, Lead, Tynne and Pewter are of base esteeme; The yellow burnisht gold, that comes from th' East, And West (of late inuented), may beseeme The worlds ritch Treasury, or My das eye ; (The Bitch mans God, poore mans felicitie). j < i XLII. • Bugle and leat, with snow and Alablaster I will compare : White Dammasin with blacke ; Bullas and wheaton Plumbs (to a good Taster), The ripe red Cherries haue the sweetest smacke : [ When they be greene and young, th' are sowre & naught ; But being ripe, with eagemes th' are baught. £ 2 28 The Affectionate Shepheard. XLIII. Compare the Wyld cat to the brownish Beaver, Running for life, with hounds pursued sore ; When Hunts-men of her precious Stones bereaue her (Which with her teeth sh' had bitten off before) : Restoratiues and costly curious Pelts Are made of them, and rich imbroydred Belts. XLIV. To what use serues a peece of crimbling Chalke ? The Agget stone is white, yet good for nothing : Pie, fie, I am asham'd to heare thee talke ; Be not so much of thine owne Image doating : So faire Narcissus lost his loue and life. (Beautie is often with itselfe at strife.) XLV. Right Diamonds are of a russet hieu, The brightsome Carbuncles are red to see too. The Sapphyre stone is of a watchet blue, (To this thou canst not chuse but soone agree to) : Pearles are not white but gray. Rubies are red : In praise of Blacke what can be better sed ? XL VI. For if we doo consider of each mortall thing That flyes in welkin, or in waters swims. How euerie thing increaseth with the Spring, And how the blacker still the brighter dims : We cannot chuse, but needs we must confesse. Sable excels milk-white in more or lesse. Tlie Affectionate Shepheard. 29 XLVII. As for example, in the christall cleare Of a sweete streame, or pleasant running Riuer, Where thousand formes of fishes will appeare, (Whose names to thee I cannot now deliver :) The blacker still the brighter haue disgrac'd, For pleasant profit, and delicious taste. XLVIII. Salmon and Trout are of a ruddie colour. Whiting and Dare is of a milk-white hiew : Nature by them (perhaps) is made the fuller. Little they nourish, be they old or new : Carp, Loach, Tench, Eeles (though black & bred in mud), Delight the tooth with taste, and breed good blud. XLIX. Innumerable be the kindes, if I could name them ; But I a Shepheard and no Fisher am : Little it skils whether I praise or blame them, I onely meddle with my Ew and Lamb : Yet this I say, that blacke the better is. In birds, beasts, frute, stones, flowres, herbs, mettals, fish. L. And last of all, in blacke there doth appeare Such qualities as not in y vorie ; Black cannot blush for shame, looke pale for fear. Scorning to weare another liuorie. Blacke is the badge of sober Modestie, The wonted weare of ancient Grauctie. 30 The Affectionate Shepheard. LI. The learned Sisters sute themselues in blacke, Learning abandons white and lighter hues : Pleasure and Pride light colours neuer lacke, But true E/oligion doth such Toyes refuse : Vertue and Grauity are sisters growne, Since blacke by both, and both by blacke are knowne. LII. White is the colour of each paltry Miller, White is the Ensigne of each common Woman ; White is white Vertues for blacke Vyces Piller, White makes proud fooles inferiour vnto no man : White, is the White of Body, blacke of Minde (Vertue we seldome in white Habit finde). LIII. Oh, then be not so proud because th' art fayre, Vertue is onely the ritch gift of God : Let not selfc-pride thy vertues name impayre, Beate not greene youth with sharpe Bepentance Bod : (A !Fiend, a Monster, a mishapen Diuel ; Vertues foe, Vyces friend, the roote of euill). lilV. Apply thy minde to be a vertuous man, Auoyd ill company (the spoyle of youth) ; To follow Vertues Lore doo what thou can (Whereby great profit vnto the ensuth) : Beade Bookes, hate Ignorance (the foe to art. The Damme of Errour, Enuy of the hart). The Affectionate Shepheard. 31 LV. Serue Jove (vpon thy knees) both day and night. Adore his Name aboue all things on Earth ; So shall thy vowes be gracious in his sight, So little Babes are blessed in their Birth : Thinke on no worldly woe, lament thy sin ; (For lesser cease, when greater grief es begin). LVI. Sweare no vaine oathes ; heare much, but little say ; Speake iU of no man, tend thine owne affaires. Bridle thy wrath, thine angrie mood delay ; (So shall thy minde be seldome cloyd with cares : ) Be milde and gentle in thy speech to all, Refuse no honest gaine when it doth fall. LVII. Be not beguild with words, proue not vngratefull, E/cleeue thy neighbour in his greatest need. Commit no action that to all is hatefull. Their want with welth, the poore with plentie feed : Twit no man in the teeth with what th* hast done ; Remember flesh is fraile, and hatred shunne. LVIII. Leaue wicked things, which Men to mischiefe moue, (Least crosse mis-hap may thee in danger bring), Craue no preferment of thy heauenly loue. Nor anie honor of thy earthly King : Boast not thyselfe before th* Almighties sight, (Who knowes thy hart, and anie wicked wight). 32 The Affectionate Shepheard. LIX. Be not offensiue to the peoples eye, See that thy praiers harts true zeale affords, Scorne not a man that's falne in miserie, Esteeme no tatling tales, no babling words ; That reason is exiled alwaies thinke. When as a drunkard rayles amidst his drinke. LX. Use not thy lonely lips to loathsome lyes, By craf tie meanes increase no worldly wealth ; Striue not with mightie Men (whose fortune flies). With temp'rate diet nourish wholesome health : Place well thy words, leaue not thy frend for gold ; Eirst trie, then trust ; in ventring be not bold. LXI. In JPan repose thy trust ; extoU his praise, (That neuer shall decay, but euer lines) : Honor thy parents (to prolong thy dayes), Let not thy left hand know what right hand giues : Erom needie men turn not thy face away, (Though Charitie be now yclad in clay). LXII. Heare Shepheards oft (thereby great wisdome growes), With good advice a sober answere make : Be not remoou'd with euery winde that blowes, (That course doo onely sinfuU sinners take). Thy talke will shew thy fame or els thy shame ; (A pratling tongue doth often purchase blame.) The Affectionate Shepheard. 33 LXIII. Obtaine a faithful! frend that will not faile thee, Think on thy Mother's paine in her child-bearing, Make no debate, least quickly thou bewaile thee, Visit the sicke with comfortable chearing : Pittie the prisner, helpe the fatherlesse, Revenge the Widdowes wrongs in her distresse. LXIV. Thinke on thy graue, remember still thy end, Let not thy winding-sheete be staind with guilt. Trust not a fained reconciled frend. More than an open foe (that blood hath spilt), (Who tutcheth pitch, with pitch shalbe defiled). Be not with wanton companie beguiled. LXV. Take not a flattring woman to thy wife, A shameles creature, full of wanton words, (Whose bad, thy good ; whose lust will end thy life. Cutting thy hart with sharpe two-edged knife) : Cast not thy minde on her whose lookes allure, But she that shines in Truth and Vertue pure. LXVI. Praise not thyself e, let other men commend thee ; Beare not a flattring tongue to glauer anie. Let Parents due correction not oflend thee : Rob not thy neighbor, sceke the loue of mania ; Hate not to heare good Counsell giuen thee, Lay not thy money unto Vsurie. p 34 The Affectionate Shepheard. LXVII. E-estraine thy steps from too much libertie, fulfill not th' enuious mans malitious minde ; Embrace thy Wife, live not in lecherie ; Content thy self e with what Pates haue assignde : Be rul'd by Reason, Warning dangers saue ; True Age is reuerend worship to thy graue. LXVIII. Be patient in extreame Aduersitie, (Mans chiefest credit growes by dooing well). Be not high-minded in Prosperitie ; Ealshood abhorre, no lying fable tell. Giue not thyselfe to Sloth, (the sinke of Shame, The moath of Time, the enemie to Pame). LXIX. This leare I learned of a Bel-dame Trot, (When I was yong and wylde as now thou art) : But her good counsell I regarded not, I markt it with my eares, not with my hart : But now I finde it too-too true (my Sonne), When my Age-withered Spring is almost done. LXX. Behold my gray head, full of siluer haires, My wrinckled skin, deepe furrowes in my face : Cares bring Old- Age, Old- Age increaseth cares ; My Time is come, and I haue run my race : Winter hath snow'd vpon my hoarie head, And with my Winter all my ioyes are dead. The Affectionate Shepheard. 35 LXXI. And thou loue-hating boy, (whom once I loued), Parewell, a thousand-thousand times farewell ; My Teares the Marble Stones, to ruth haue moved ; My sad Complaints the babling Ecchoes tell : And yet thou wouldst take no compassion on mee, Scorning that crosse which Loue hath laid vpon mee. LXXII. I'he hardest Steele with fier doth mend his misse, Marble is mollifyde with drops of E-aine ; But thou (more hard than Steele or Marble is) Doost scorne my Teares, and my true loue disdaine, Which for thy sake shall euerlasting bee, Wrote in the Annalls of Eternitie. LXXIII. By this, the Night, (with darknes ouer-spred), Had drawne the curtaines of her cole-blacke bed ; And Cynthia, muffling her face with a clowd, (Lest all the world of her should be too prowd) Had taken conge of the sable Night, (That wanting her cannot be halfe so bright). LXXIV. When I poore forlorn man and outcast creature, (Despairing of my Loue, despisde of l^eautie) Grew male-content, scorning his louely feature, That liad disdaind my euer zealous dutie : I liy'd me homeward by the Moone-shine light ; Foreswaring Loue, and all his fond delight. PINIS. f2 36 The Affectionate Shepheard. THE SHEPHEARDS CONTENT, OR THE HAPPINES OF A HARMLES LIFE. WRITTEN VPON OCCASION OF THE FORMER SUBIECT. I. Of all the kindes of common Countrey life, Methinkes a Shepheards life is most Content ; His State is quiet Peace, deuoyd of strife ; His thoughts are pure from all impure intent, His Pleasures rate sits at an easie rent : He beares no mallice in his harmles hart, Malicious meaning hath in him no part. TTie Affectionate Shepheard. 37 II. He is not troubled with th' afflicted minde, His cares are onely ouer silly Sheepe ; He is not vnto lealozie inclinde, (Thrice happy Man) he knowes not how to weepe ; Whilst I the Treble in deepe sorrowes keepe : I cannot keepe the Meane ; for why (alas) Griefes haue no meane, though I for meane doe passe. III. No Briefes nor Semi-Briefes are in my Songs, Because (alas) my grief e is seldome short ; My Prick-Song's alwayes full of Largues and Longs, (Because I neuer can obtaine the Port Of my desires : Hope is a happie Eort). Prick-song (indeed) because it pricks my hart ; And Song, because sometimes I ease my smart. IV. The mightie Monarch of a royall Bealme, Swaying his Scepter with a Princely pompe, Of his desires cannot so steare the Healme, But sometime falls into a deadly dumpe. When as he heares the shrilly-sounding Trumpc Of forren Enemies, or home-bred Foes ; His minde of griefe, his hart is full of woes. 38 The Affectionate Shepheard. V. Or when bad subiects gainst their Soueraigne (Like hollow harts) vnnaturally rebell. How carefull is he to suppresse againe Their desperate forces, and their powers to quell With loyall harts, till all (againe) be weU : When (being subdu'd) his care is rather more To keepe them vnder, than it was before. VI. Thus is he neuer full of sweete Content, But either this or that his ioy debars : Now Noble-men gainst Noble-men are bent. Now Gentlemen and others fall at iarrs : Thus is his Countrey full of ciuill warrs ; He still in danger sits, still fearing Death, Por Traitors seeke to stop their Princes breath. vn. TJie whylst the other hath no enemie. Without it be the Wolfe and cruell Eates, (Which no man spare) : when as his disagree. He with his sheephooke knaps them on the pates, Schooling his tender Lambs from Wanton gates. Beasts are more kinde than Men, Sheepe seeke not blood But countrey caytiues kill their Countreyes good. The Affectionate Shepheard. 39 VIII. The Courtier he fawn's for his Princes fauour, In hope to get a Princely ritch Reward ; His tongue is tipt with honey for to glauer, Pride deales the Deck, whilst Chance doth choose the Card ; Then comes another and his Game hath mard ; Sitting betwixt him and the morning Sun ; Thus Night is come before the Day is done. IX. Some Courtiers, careful! of their Princes health, Attend his Person with all dilligence Whose hand's their hart ; whose welfare is their wealth, Whose safe Protection is their sure Defence, Por pure affection, not for hope of pence : Such is the faithfull hart, such is the minde. Of him that is to Vertue still inclinde. X. The skilfuU SchoUer, and braue man at Armes, First plies his Booke, last fights for Countries Peace ; Th' one feares Obliuion, th' other fresh Alarmes : His paines nere ende, his trauailes neuer cease ; His with the Day, his with the Night increase : He studies how to get eternall Fame, The Souldier fights to win a glorious Name. 40 The Affectionate Shepheard. XI. The Knight, the Squire, the Gentleman, the Clowne, Are full of crosses and calamities ; Lest fickle Fortune should begin to frowne, And turne their mirth to extreame miseries : Nothing more certaine than incertainties ; Fortune is full of fresh varietie : Constant in nothing but inconstancie. XII. The wealthie Merchant that doth crosse the Seas, To Denmarke, Poland, Spaine, and Barbarie, For all his ritches, lines not still at ease ; Sometimes he feares ship-spoyling Pyracie, Another while deceipt and treacherie Of his owne Factors in a forren Land ; Thus doth he still in dread and danger stand. XIII. Well is he tearmd a merchant- Venturer, Since he doth venter lands, and goods and all : When he doth trauell for his Traffique far, Little he knowes what fortune may befall. Or rather, what mis -fortune happen shall : Sometimes he splits his Ship against a rocke ; Loosing his men, his goods, his wealth, his stocke. The Affectionate Shepheard. 41 XIV. And if he so escape with life away, He counts himselfe a man most fortunate, Because the waues their rigorous rage did stay, (When being within their cruell powers of late, The Seas did seeme to pittie his estate). But yet he neuer can recover health, Because his ioy was drowned with his wealth. XV. The painfull Plough- swaine, and the Husband-man, Rise up each morning by the breake of day, Taking what toyle and drudging paines they can, And all is for to get a little stay ; And yet they cannot put their care away : When Night is come, their cares begin afresh. Thinking vpon their Morrowes busines. XVI. Thus euerie man is troubled with vnrest, From rich to poore, from high to low degree : Therefore I thinke that man is truly blest. That neither cares for wealth nor pouertie. But laughs at Fortune, and her foolcrie ; That gives rich Churles great store of golde and fee, And lets poore Schollers live in miserie. 6 42 The Affectionate Shepheard. XVII. O, fading Branches of decaying Bayes, Who now will water your dry-wither'd Arrnes ? Or where is he that sung the louely Layes Of simple Shepheards in their Countrey-Parmes ? Ah he is dead, the cause of all our harmes : And with him dide my ioy and sweete delight ; The cleare to Clowdes, the D^y is turnd to Night. XVIII. Sydney, The Syren of this latter Age ; Sydney, The Biasing starre of England's glory ; Sydney, The Wonder of the wise and sage ; Sydney, The Subiect of true Vertues story ; This Syren, Starre, this Wonder, and this Subiect ; Is dumbe, dim, gone, and mard by Fortune's Obiect. XIX. And thou, my sweete Amintas, vertuous minde, Should I forget thy Learning or thy Loue, Well might I be accounted but vnkinde, Whose pure affection I so oft did proue ; Might my poore Plaints hard stones to pitty moue, His losse should be lamented of each Creature, So great his Name, so gentle was his Nature. The Affectionate Shepheard. 43 XX. But sleepe his soule in sweet Elysium, (The happy Hauen of eternall rest :) And let me to my former matter come, Prouing, by Reason, Shepheard's life is best, Because he harbours Vertue in his Brest ; And is content, (the chief est thing of all), With any fortune that shall him befall. XXI. He sits all Day lowd- piping on a Hill, The whilst his floeke about him daunce apace, His hart with ioy, his eares with Musique fill Anon a bleating Weather beares the Bace, A lambe the Treble, and to his disgrace Another answers like a middle Meane, Thus euery one to beare a Part are faine. XXII. Like a great King he rules a little Land, Still making Statutes and ordayning Lawes ; Which if they breake, he beates them with his Wand : He doth defend them from the greedy lawes Of rau'ning Woolues, and Lyons bloudy Pawes. His Field, his Rcalme ; his Subiects are his Sheepe ; Which he doth still in due obedience keepe. 62 44 The Affectionate Shepheard. XXIII. First he ordaines by Act of Parlament, (Holden by custome in each Country Towne), That if a sheepe (with any bad intent) Presume to breake the neighbour Hedges downe, Or haunt strange Pastures that be not his owne ; He shall be pounded for his lustines, Vntill his Master finde out some redres. XXIV. Also if any proue a Strageller Prom his owne fellowes in a forraine field, He shall be taken for a wanderer, And forc'd himselfe immediatly to yeeld. Or with a wyde-mouth'd Mastiue Curre be kild ; And if not claimd within a twelue-month's space. He shall remaine with Land-lord of the place. XXV. Or if one stray to feede far from the rest, He shall be pincht by his swift pye-bald Curre ; If any by his fellowes be opprest, The wronger, (for he doth all wrong abhorre), Shall be well bangd so long as he can sturre. Because he did anoy his harmeles Brother, That meant not harme to him nor any other. The Affectionate Shepheard. 45 XXVI. And last of all, if any wanton Weather, With briers and brambles teare his fleece in twaine, He shall be forc'd t' abide cold frosty weather, And powring showres of ratling stormes of raine, Till his new fleece begins to grow againe : And for his rashnes he is doom'd to goe Without a new Coate all the Winter throw. XXVII. Thus doth he keepe them still in awfull feare, And yet allowes them liberty inough ; So deare to him their welfare doth appeare, That when their fleeces gin to waxen rough. He combs and trims them with a Rampicke bough, Washing them in the streames of siluer Ladon^ To cleanse their skinnes from all corruption. XXVIII. Another while he wooes his Countiy Wench, (With Chaplet crownd and gaudy girlonds dight) Whose burning Lust her modest eye doth quench, Standing amazed at her lieauenly sight, (Beauty doth rauish Sense with sweet Delight) Clearing Arcadia with a smoothed Browe, When Sun-bright smiles melt flakes of driuen snowe. 46 The Affectionate Shepheard. XXIX. Thus doth he frollicke it each day by day, And when Night comes drawes homeward to his Coate, Singing a jigge or merry Roundelay, (Eor who sings commonly so merry a Noate, As he that cannot chop or change a groate.) And in the winter Nights (his chiefe desire) He turns a Crabbe or Cracknell in the fire. XXX. He leads his "Wench a Country Horn-pipe Round, About a May-pole on a Holy-day ; Kissing his louely Lasse (with Garlands Crownd) With whoopping heigh-ho singing Care away ; Thus doth he passe the merry month of May, And all th' yere after, in delight and ioy ; (Scorning a King) he cares for no annoy. XXXI. What though with simple cheere he homely fares', He lines content, a King can doo no more ; Nay, not so much, for Kings haue manie cares : But he hath none, except it be that sore Which yong and old, which vexeth ritch and poore, The pangs of loue. O ! who can vanquish Loue ? That conquers Kingdomes, and the Gods aboue. The Affectionate Shepheard. 47 XXXII. Deepe-wounding Arrow, hart-consuming Fire ; Ruler of Reason, slaue to tyrant Beautie ; Monarch of harts, Puell of fond desire, Prentice to Folly, foe to fained Duetie, Pledge of true Zeale, Affections moitie ; If thou kilst where thou wilt, and whom it list thee, (Alas) how can a silly Soule resist thee ? XXXIII. By thee great Collin lost his libertie, By thee sweet Astrophel forwent his ioy ; By thee Amyntas wept incessantly. By thee good Rowland liu'd in great annoy ; O cruell, peevish, vylde, blind-seeing Boy, How canst thou hit their harts, and yet not see ? (If thou be blinde, as thou art faind to bee.) XXXIV. A Shepheard loues no ill, but onely thee ; He hath no care, but onely by thy causing : Why doost thou shoot thy cruell shafts at mee ? Giue me some respite, some short time of pausing : StiU my sweet Loue with bitter lucke th'art sawcing Oh, if thou hast a minde to shew thy might ; Kill mightie Kings, and not a wretched wight. 48 77^6 Affectionate Shepheard. XXXV. Yet (O Enthraller of infranchizd harts) At my poore hart if thou wilt needs be ayming, Doo me this fauour, show me both thy Darts, That I may chuse the best for my harts mayming, (A free consent is priuiledgd from blaming : ) Then pierce his hard hart with thy golden Arrow, That thou my wrong, that he may rue my sorrow. XXXVI. But let mee feele the force of thy lead Pyle, What should I doo with loue when I am old ? I know not how to flatter, fawne, or smyle ; Then stay thy hand, O cruell Bow-man hold : For if thou strik'st me with thy dart of gold, I sweare to thee (by loues immortall curse) I haue more in my hart than in my purse. XXXVII. The more I weepe, the more he bends his Bow, For in my hart a golden Shaft I finde : (Cruell, vnkinde) and wilt thou leaue me so ? Can no remorce nor pittie moue thy minde ? Is Mercie in the Heauens so hard to finde ? Oh, then it is no meruaile that on earth Of kinde Bemorce there is so great a dearth. The Affectionate Shepheard. 49 XXXVIII. How happie were a harmles Shepheards life, If he had neuer knowen what Loue did meane ; But now fond Loue in euery place is rife. Staining the purest Soule with spots vncleane, Making thicke purses, thin : fat bodies, leane : Loue is a fiend, a fire, a heauen, a hell. Where pleasure, paine, and sad repentance dwell ! XXXIX. There are so manie Dcmaes now a dayes, That loue for lucre ; paine for gaine is sold : No true affection can their fancie please. Except it be a love, to raine downe gold Into their laps, which they wyde open hold : If legem pone comes, he is receau'd. When Vix haud habeo is of hope bereau'd. XL. Thus have I showed in my Countrey vaine The sweet Content that Shepheards still inioy ; The mickle pleasure, and the little paine That euer doth awayte the Shepheards Boy : His hart is neuer troubled with annoy : He is a King, for he commands his Sheepe ; He knowes no woe, for he doth seldome weepe. H 50 The Affectionate Shepheard. XLI. He is a Courtier, for he courts his Loue ; He is a Scholler, for he sings sweet Ditties : He is a Souldier, for he wounds doth proue ; He is the fame of Townes, the shame of Citties ; He scornes false Eortune, but true Vertue pitties. He is a Gentleman, because his nature Is kinde and affable to euerie Creature. XLII. Who would not then a simple Shepheard bee, Rather than be a mightie Monarch made ? Since he inioyes such perfect libertie As neuer can decay, nor neuer fade : He seldome sits in dolefull Cypresse shade. But Hues in hope, in ioy, in peace, in blisse loying all ioy with this content of his. XLIII. But now good-fortune lands my little Boate Vpon the shoare of his desired rest ; Now I must leaue (awhile) my rurall noate, To thinke on him whom my soule loueth best ; He that can make the most vnhappie blest : In whose sweete lap He lay me downe to sleepe. And neuer wake till Marble-stones shall weepe. FINIS, The Affectionate Shepheard. 51 SONNET. LoE here behold these tributarie Teares Paid to thy faire, but cruell tyrant Eyes ; Loe here the blossome of my youthful! yeares, Nipt with the fresh of thy Wraths winter, dyes, Here on Loues Altar I doo offer vp This burning hart for my Soules sacrifice ; Here I receaue this deadly-poysned cu[p] Of Circe charm'd ; wherein deepe magicke lyes. Then Teares (if you be happie Teares indeed), And Hart (if thou be lodged in his brest), And Cup (if thou canst helpe despaire with speed) ; Teares, Hart, and Cup, conjoyne to make me blest: Teares moue. Hart win, Cup cause, ruth, loue, desire, In word, in deed, by moane, by zeale, by fire. FINIS. h2 52 TJie Affectionate Shepheard. THE COMPLAINT OF CHASTITIE, BRIEFELY TOUCHING THE CAUSE OF THE DEATH OF MATILDA FITZWALTERS, AN ENGLISH LADIE ; SOMETIME LO- VED OF KING lOHN, AFTER POY80NED. THE 8T0RIE 18 AT LARGE WRITTEN BY MICHAEL DREYTON. I. YoTJ modest Dames, inricht with Chastitie, Maske your bright eyes with Vestaes sable vaile, Since few are left so faire or chast as shee ; (Matter for me to weepe, you to bewaile) : For manie seeming so, of Vertue faile ; Whose louely Cheeks (with rare vermilion tainted) Can neuer blush because their faire is painted. The Affectionate Shepheard. 53 n. O faire-foule Tincture, staine of Woman-kinde, Mother of Mischiefe, Daughter of Deceate, False traitor to the Soule, blot to the Minde, Vsurping Tyrant ot true Beauties seate, Right Cousner of the eye, lewd Follies baite, The flag of filthines, the sinke of shame, The Diuells dye, dishonour of thy name. III. Monster of Art, Bastard of bad Desier, Il-worshipt Idoll, false Imagerie, Ensigne of Vice, to thine owne solfe a lier. Silent Inchaunter, mindes Anatomic, Sly Bawd to Lust, Pandor to Infamie, Slaunder of Truth, Truth of Dissimulation ; Staining our Clymate more than anie Nation. IV. What shall I say to thee ? thou scome of Nature. Blacke spot of sinne, vylde lure of lecherie ; Iniurious Blame to euerie faemale creature, Wronger of time, Broker of trecherie, Trap of greene youth, false Womens witcherie, Hand-maid of pride, high-way to wickednesse ; Yet path -way to Bepcntance, ncre the lesse. 55" HELLENS KAPE, OR A Light Lanthorne for Light Ladies. Written iyi English Hexameters. Louely a Lasse, so loued a Lasse, and (alas) such a louing Lasse, for a while (but a while) was none such a sweet bonny Lasse As Helen, Mgenelaus louing, lou'd, louelie a loue-lasse, Till spightfull Fortune from a loue-lasse made her a loue-lesse Wife. From a wise woman to a witles wanton abandond, When her mate (vnawares) made warres in Peloponessus, Adultrous Paris (then a Boy) kept sheepe as a shepheard On Ida Mountaine, vnknowne to the King for a Keeper Of sheep, on Ida Mountaine, as a Boy, as a shepheard : Yet such sheep he kept, and was so seemelic a shepheard, Seemlie a Boy, so seemlie a youth, so scemlie a Younker, That on Ida was not such a Boy, such a youth, such a Younker. Sonne now reconcil'd to the Father, fained a letter Sent him by lupiter (the greatest God in Olympus) For to repaire with specde to the brauest Graecian Ilaucn, And to redeeme againe Hesyone latelic rcuoltcd From Troy by Ayax, whom she had newly betrothed. Well, so well be told his tale to his Aunt Amaryllis 56* Hellens Rape. That Amaryllis, (his Aunt,) obtained aid of his aged Syre, that he sent him a ship, and made him Capten of Argus. Great store went to Greece with lust-bewitched Alexis, Telamour, and Tydias : with these he sliceth the salt seas, The salt seas slicing, at length he comes to the firme land, Firme land, an auntient Hand cald old Lacedsemon. Argus (eyef all Earle) when first the ken of a Castle He had spide bespake : (to the Mate, to the men, the Mates-men) Lo behold of Greece (quoth he) the great Cytadella, (Ycleaped Menela) so tearmd of Deliaes Husband : Happie Helen, Womens most woonder, beautifull Helen. Oh would God (quoth he) with a flattring Tongue he repeated : Oh would God (quoth he) that I might deserue to be husband To such a happie huswife, to such a beautifull Helen. This he spake to intice the minde of a lecherous young man : But what spurres need now, for an vntam'd Titt to be trotting : Or to add old Oile to the flame, new flaxe to the fier : Paris heard him hard, and gaue good eare to his barkening : And then his loue to a lust, his lust was turnd to a fier, Pire was turnd to a flame, and flame was turnd to a burning Brand : and mothers Dreame was then most truelie resolued. Well so far th' are come, that now th' are come to the Castle, Castle all of stone, yet euery stone was a Castle : Euerie foote had a Port, and euerie Port had a fountaine, Euerie fountaine a spring, and euerie spring had a spurting Streame : so strong without, within, so stately a building, Neuer afore was scene : If neuer afore Polyphoebe Was scene, was to be scene, if nere to be scene was Olympus. Plowers were framd of flints. Walls, Rubies, Rafters of Argent : Pauements of Chrisolite, Windows contriu'd of a Christall : Vessels were of gold, with gold was each thing adorned : Golden Webs more worth than a wealthy Souldan of Egypt, And her selfe more worth than a wealthy Souldan of Egypt : Hellens Bape. 57* And her selfe more worth than all the wealth shee possessed ; Selfe ? indeede such a selfe, as Thundring loue in Olympus, Though he were father could finde in his hart to be husband. Embassage ended, to the Queene of faire Lacedaemon ; (Happie King of a Queene so faire, of a Country so famous) Embassage ended, a Banquet braue was appointed : Sweet Repast for a Prince, fine lunkets fit for a Kings sonne. Biskets and Carrawayes, Comfets, Tart, Plate, lelly, Ginge-bread, Lymons and Medlars : and Dishes moe by a thousand. Eirst they fell to the feast, and after fall to a Dauncing, And from a Dance to a Trance, from a Trance they fell to a falling Either in others armes, and either in armes of another. Pastime ouer-past, and Banquet duely prepared, Deuoutly pared : Each one hies home to his owne home, Saue Lord and Ladie ; Young Lad, but yet such an old Lad, In such a Ladies lappe, at such a slipperie by-blow. That in a world so wide, could not be found such a wilie Lad : in an Age so old, could not be found such an old lad : Old lad, and bold lad, such a Boy, such a lustie luuentus. Well to their worke they goe, and both they iumble in one Bed : Worke so well they like, that they still like to be working : For Aurora mounts before he leaues to be mounting : And Astrea fades before she faints to be falling : (Helen a light Huswife, now a lightsome starre in Olympus.) FINIS. ^^^^xzint Sonnecs, andi^^^l \^* the Legend of ^ Printed ^orHuinfrey^j?;;rp ^^LoTvnef ^ .tnd are to hce ^^)cx rfv,/.^ foiJ atthe VVcftdoore '^ ZiT'C **^ Piulcs. I «r y f. II. CYNTHIA, WITH CEETAINE SONNETS AND THE LEGEND OF CASSANDRA. 1595. Note. — As in " The Affectionate Shepheard," the original title-page of " Cynthia," &c., is reproduced in fac-simile opposite. The Beldornie reprint is so much waste paper from its multiplied blunders. The copy from which our text is taken is in the Bodleian. — G. CYNTHIA, WITH CER- TAINE SONNETS, AND THE LEGEND OF CASSANDRA. Quod cupio nequeo. At London, Printed for Humfrey Lownes, and are to bee sold' at the West doore of Pavles. 1595. i2 61 To the E/ight Honorable, and most noble-minded Lorde, William Stanley, Earle of Darby, &c. Right Honorable, the dutifuU affection I beare to your manie vertues, is cause, that to manifest my loue to your Lordship, I am constrained to shew my simplenes to the world. Many are they that admire your worth, of the which number, I (though the meanest in abilitie, yet with the formost in affection) am one that most desire to serue, and onely to serue your Honour. Small is the gift, but great is my good- will ; the which, by how much the lesse I am able to expresse it, by so much the more it is infinite. Liue long : and inherit your Predecessors vertues, as you doe their dignitie and estate. This is my wish : the which your honorable excellent giftes doe promise me to obtaine : and whereof these few rude and vnpoUished lines, are a true (though an vndeseruing) testimony. If my ability were better, the signes should be greater ; but being as it is, your honour must take me as I am, not as I should be. My yeares being so young, my perfection cannot be great : But howsoeuer it is, yours it is ; and I myselfe am yours ; in all humble seruice, most ready to be commaunded. Richard Bamefeilde. 63 To the curteous Gentlemen Readers. Gentlemen ; the last Terme there came forth a little toy of mine, intituled. The affectionate Shepheard : In the which, his Country Content found such friendly favor, that it hath incouraged me to publish my second fruites. The affectionate Shepheard being the first : howsoeuer undeseruedly (I protest) I haue beene thought (of some) to haue been the authour of two Books heretofore. I neede not to name them, because they are too- well knowne already; nor will I deny them, because they are dislik't ; but because they are not mine. This protestation (I hope) will satisfie th' indifferent : and as for them that are maliciously enuious, as I cannot, so I care not to please. Some there were, that did interpret The affectionate Shepheard, otherwise then (in truth) I meant, touching the subiect thereof, to wit, the loue of a Shepheard to a boy ; a fault, the which I will not excuse, because I neuer made. Onely this, I will vnshaddow my conceit : being nothing else, but an imitation of Virgin, in the second Eglogue of Alexis. In one or two places (in this Booke) I vse the name of JEliza pastorally : wherein lest any one should misconster my meaning (as I hope none will) I haue here briefly discouered my harmeles conceipt as concerning that name : whereof once (in a simple Shepheards deuice) I wrot this Epigramme — 64 One name there is, which name aboue all other I most esteeme, as time and place shall proue : The one is Vesta, th' other Cupids mother. The first my Goddesse is, the last my loue ; Subiect to Both I am : to that by birth ; To this for beautie ; fairest on the earth. Thus, hoping you will beare with my rude conceit of Cynthia, (if for no other cause, yet, for that it is the first imitation of the verse of that excellent Poet Maister Spencer, in his Fayrie Queene), I leaue you to the reading of that, which I so much desire may breed your Delight. Richard Barnefeild. 65 T. T. in commendation of the Authour, his Worke. Whylom that in a shepheards gray coate masked (Where masked loue the nonage of his skill), Reares new Eagle-winged pen, new tasked, To scale the by-clift Muse sole-pleasing hill : Dropping sweete Nectar poesie from his quill, Admires faire CYNTHIA with his iuory pen, Faire CYNTHIA lou'd, fear'd, of Gods and men. Downe sliding from that cloudes ore-pearing moimteine : Decking with double grace the neighbour plaines, Drawes chrystall dew, from PEGASE foote-sprung fountain, "Whose flower-set banks delights, sweet choice containes : Nere yet discouerd to the country swaines : Heere bud those branches, which adome his turtle, With loue made garlands, of heart-bleeding Mirtle. Hays'd from the cynders of the thrice-sact towne : ILLIONS sooth-telling SYBILLIST appeares. Eclipsing Phaebvs' loue, with scornefuU frowne, Whose tragicke end, affords warme-water teares, Eor pitty wanting PACOE, none forbeares, Such period haps, to beauties price ore-priz'd : Where lANVS-faced loue, doth lurke disguiz'd. Nere waining CYNTHIA yeelds thee triple thankes, Whose beames vnborrowed darke the worlds faire eie. And as full streames that euer fill their bankes, So those rare Sonnets, where wits tipe doth lie. With Troian Nimph, doe scare thy fame to skie. And those, and these, contend thy Muse to raise (Larke mounting Muse) with more then common praise. K 66 TO HIS MISTRESSE. Bright Starre of Beauty, fairest Paire aliue, Rare president of peerelesse chastity ; (In whom the Muses and the Graces striue, Which shall possesse the chiefest part of thee :) Oh let these simple lines accepted bee : Which here I offer at thy sacred shrine : Sacred, because sweet Beauty is diuine. And though I cannot please each curious care, With sugred Noates of heauenly Harmonic : Yet if my loue shall to thy selfe appeare, No other Muse I will inuoke but thee : And if thou wilt my faire Thalia be, He sing sweet Hymnes and praises to thy name. In that cleare Temple of eternal Pame. But oh (alas) how can mine infant Muse (That neuer heard of Selicon before) Perf orme my promise past ; when they refuse Poore Shepheards Plaints ; yet wiU I still adore Thy sacred Name, although I write no more : Yet hope I shall, if this accepted bee : If not, in silence sleepe eternally. 67 CYNTHIA. I. Now was the Welkyn all inuelloped With duskie Mantle of the sable Night : And CYNTHIA, lifting up her drouping head, Blusht at the Beautie of her borrowed light. When Sleepe now summon' d euery mortal wight. Then loe (me thought) I saw or seem'd to see, An heauenly Creature like an Angell bright, That in great haste came pacing towards me : Was neuer mortall eye beheld so faire a Shee. II. Thou lazie man (quoth she) what mak'st thou heere (Luld in the lap of Honours Enimie ?) I heere commaund thee now for to appeare (By vertue of Loues mickle Maiestie) In yonder Wood. (Which with her finger shee Out-poynting) had no sooner tum'd her face, And leaning mee to muze what she should bee, Yuanished into some other place : But straite (me thought) I saw a rout of heauenlie Race. k2 68 Cynthia. III. Downe in a Dale, hard by a Porrest side, (Vnder tlie shaddow of a loftie Pine) Not far from whence a trickling streame did glide. Did nature by her secret art combine, A pleasant Arbour, of a spreading Vine : Wherein Art stroue with nature to compaire, That made it rather seeme a thing diuine Being scituate all in the open Aire : A fairer nere was seene, if any seene so faire. IV. There might one see, and yet not see (indeede) Presh Flora flourishing in chiefest Prime, Arrayed all in gay and gorgeous weede. The Primrose, and sweet-smelling Eglantine As fitted best beguiling so the time : And euer as she went she strewd the place, Red-roses mixt with Daffadillies fine, Eor Gods and Goddesses, that in like case In this same order sat,- with il-beseeming grace. First Cynthia. 69 V. First, in a royall Chaire of massie gold, (Bard all about with plates of burning steele) Sat lupiter most glorious to behold. And in his hand was placed Fortunes wheele ; The which he often tum'd, and oft did reele. And next to him, in griefe and gealouzie, (If sight may censure what the heart doth feele) In sad lament was placed Mercurie ; That dying seem'd to weep, & weeping seem'd to die. VI. On th' other side, aboue the other twaine, (Delighting as it seem'd to sit alone) Sat Mulciber ; in pride and high disdaine, Mounted on high vpon a stately throne, And euen with that I heard a deadly grone : Muzing at this, & such an vncouth sight, (Not knowing what shoulde make that piteous mone) I saw three furies, all in Armour dight. With euery one a Lampe, and euery one a light. 70 Cynthia. VII. I deemed so ; nor was I much deceau'd, Por poured forth in sensuall Delight, There might I see of Sences quite bereau'd King Friams Sonne, that Alexander hight (Wrapt in the Mantle of etemall Night), And vnder him, awaiting for his fall. Sate Shame, here Death, & there sat fel Despight, That with their Horrour did his heart appall : Thus was his Blisse to Bale, his Hony turn'd to gall. VIII. In which delight feeding mine hungry eye, Of two great Goddesses a sight I had. And after them in wondrous lollity, (As one that inly ioy'd, so was she glad), The Queene of Loue full royallie yclad ; In glistring golde, and peerelesse precious stone There might I spie ; and her Companion bad, Proud Faris, Nephew to Laomedon That afterward did cause the Death of many a one. By Cynthia. 71 IX. By this the formost melting all in teares, And rayning downe resolued Pearls in showers, Gan to approach the place of heauenly Pheares, And with her weeping, watring all their Bowers, Throwing sweet Odors on those fading flowers, At length, she them bespake thus mournfullie. High loue (quoth she) and yee Cselestiall powers. That here in Judgement sit twixt her and mee. Now listen (for a while) and iudge with equitie. X. Sporting our selues to day, as wee were wont (I meane, I, Dallas, aad the Queene of Loue), Intending with Diana for to hunt. On Ida Mountaine top our skill to proue, A golden Ball was trindled from aboue. And on the Rinde was writ this Poesie PVLCHERIMiE, for which a while we stroue. Each saying shee was fairest of the three. When loe a shepheard Swaine not far away we see. 72 Cynthia. XI. I spi'd him first, and spying thus hespake, Shall yonder Swaine vnfolde the mysterie ? Agreed (quoth Venus) and by Stygian Lake, To whom he giues the ball so shall it bee : Nor from his censure will I flie, quoth shee, (Poynting to Pallas) though I loose the gole. Thus euery one yplac'd in her degree, The Shepheard comes, whose partial eies gan role, And on our beuties look't, and of our beuties stole. XII. I promis'd wealth, Minerua promised wit, (Shee promis'd wit to him that was vnwise,) But he (fond foole) had soone refused it. And minding to bestow that glorious Prize On Venus, that with pleasure might suffize His greedie minde in loose lasciviousnes : . Vpon a sudden, wanting goode aduice, Holde here (quoth he) this golden Ball possesse. Which JParis giues to thee for meede of worthines. Thus Cynthia. 73 XIII. Thus haue I shew'd the summe of all my sute, And as a PlaintifFe heere appeale to thee, And to the rest. Whose folly I impute To filthie lust, and partialitie, That made him iudge amisse : and so doe we (Quoth Pallas^ Vemis,) nor will I gaine-say. Although it's mine by right, yet willinglie, I heere disclaime my title and obey : When silence being made, loue thus began to sale. XIV. Thou, Venus, art my darling, thou my deare {Minerua), shee, my sister and my wife : So tliat of all a due respect I beare, Assign'd as one to end this doubtfull strife (Touching your forme, your fame, your loue, your life', Beauty is vaine much like a gloomy light. And wanting wit is counted but a trife. Especially when Honour's put to flight : Thus of a louely, soone becomes a loathly sight. AVit 74 Cynthia. XV. Wit without wealth is bad, yet counted good, Wealth wanting wisdom's worse, yet deem'd as wel, Erom whence (for ay) doth flow, as from a flood, A pleasant Poyson, and a heauenly Hell, Where mortall men do couet still to dwell. Yet one there is to Vertue so inclin'd, That as for Maiesty she beares the Bell, So in the truth who tries her princelie minde. Both Wisdom, Beauty, Wealth, & all in her shall find. XVI. In Westerne world amids the Ocean maine. In compleat Vertue shining like the Sunne, In great Benowne a maiden Queene doth raigne, Whose royall Bace, in Buine first begun. Till Heauens bright Lamps dissolue shall nere bee done In whose faire eies Loue linckt with vertues been. In euerlasting Peace and Vnion. Which sweet Consort in her full well beseeme. Of Bounty, and of Beauty fairest Payrie Queene. And Cynthia. lb XVII. And to conclude, the gifts in her yfound, Are all so noble, royall, and so rare, That more and more in her they doe abound ; In her most peerelesse Prince without compare. Endowing still her minde with vertuous care : That through the world (so wide) the flying fame (And name that Enuies selfe cannot impaire), Is blown of this faire Queen, this gorgeous dame, Eame borrowing al mes mouths to royalize the same. XVIII. And with this sentence Jupiter did end, This is the pricke (quoth he), this is the praies. To whom, this as a Present I will send, That shameth Cynthia in her siluer Raies, If so, you tliree this deed doe not displease. Then one, and all, and euery one of them, To her that is the honour of her dales, A second Iiidith in lervaalem, To her we send this Pearle, this lewell, and this lem. Then l2 76 Cynthia. XIX. Then call'd he vp the winged Mercury, (The mighty Messenger of Gods enrold,) And bad him hither hastily to hie ; Who tended by her Nymphes he should behold, (Like Pearles ycouched all in shining gold) And euen with that, fro pleasant slumbring sleepe, (Desiring much these wonders to vnfold) I wakening, when Aurora gan to peepe, Depriu'd so soone of my sweet Dreame, gan almost weepe. The Conclusion. Thus, sacred Virgin, Muse of chastitie, This difference is betwixt the Moone and thee : She shines by Night ; but thou by Day do'st shine Shee Monthly changeth ; thou dost nere decline : And as the Sunne, to her, doth lend his light, So hee, by thee, is onely made so bright : Yet neither Sun, nor Moone, thou canst be named. Because thy light hath both their beauties shamed : Then, since an heauenly Name doth thee befall. Thou VIRGO art : (if any Signe at all). FINIS. Sonnets. 77 SONNET I. Sporting at fancie, setting light by loue, There came a theefe, and stole away my heart (And therefore robd me of my chiefest part) : Yet cannot Reason him a felon proue. For why his beauty (my hearts thief e) affirmeth, Piercing no skin (the bodies fensiue wall) And hauing leaue, and free consent withall, Himselfe not guilty, whom loue guilty tearmeth, Conscience the ludge, twelue Reasons are the lurie, They finde mine eies the beutie t' haue let in, And on this verdict giuen, agreed they bin, Wherefore, because his beauty did allure yee, Your Doome is this : in teares still to be drowned, When his faire forehead with disdaine is frowned. Beauty 78 Sonnets. II. Beauty and Maiesty are falne at ods, Th' one claimes his cheeke, the other claimes his chin ; Then Vertue comes, and puts her title in. (Quoth she) I make him like th' immortall Gods. (Quoth Maiestie) I owne his lookes, his Brow, His lips (quoth Loue), his eies, his faire is mine. And yet (quoth Maiesty) he is not thine, I mixe Disdaine with Loue's congealed Snow. I, but (quoth Loue) his lockes are mine (by right), His stately gate is mine (quoth Maiestie), And mine (quoth Vertue) is his Modestie. Thus as they striue about the heauenly wight, At last the other two to Vertue yeeld The lists of Loue, fought in faire Beauties field. The Sonnet^. 79 III. The Stoicks thinke, (and they come neare the truth,] That vertue is the chiefest good of all, The Academicks on Idea call. The Epicures in pleasure spend their youth, The Perrepatetickes iudge felicitie. To be the chiefest good aboue all other. One man, thinks this ; & that conceaues another : So that in one thing very few agree. Let Stoicks haue their Vertue if they will, And all the rest their chiefe-supposed good, Let cruel Martialists delight in blood. And Mysers ioy their bags with gold to fill : My chiefest good, my chiefe felicity, Is to be gazing on my loues faire eie. IVo 80 Sonnets. nil. Two stars there are in one faire firmament (Of some intitled Ganymedes sweet face), Which other stars in brightnes doe disgrace. As much as JPo in clearenes passeth Trent. Nor are they common natur'd stars ; for why, These stars whe other shine vaile their pure light, And when all other vanish out of sight. They adde a glory to the worlds great eie : By these two stars my life is only led. In them I place my ioy, in them my pleasure, Loue's piercing Darts, & Natures precious treasure With their sweet f oode my fainting soule is fed : Then when my sunne is absent from my sight How can it chuse (with me) but be darke night ? It Sonnets > 81 It is reported of faire Thetis* Sonne (Achilles famous for his chiualry, His noble minde and magnanimitie), That when the Troian wars were new begun, Whos'euer was deepe-wounded with his speare, Could neuer be recured of his maime, Nor euer after be made whole againe : Except with that speares rust he holpen were. Euen so it fareth with my fortune now, Who being wounded with his piercing eie, Must either thereby finde a remedy. Or els to be releeu'd I know not how. Then if thou hast a minde still to annoy me, Kill me with kisses, if thou wilt destroy me. Sweete M 82 Sonnets. VI. Sweete Corrall lips, where Natures treasure lies, The balme of blisse, the soueraigne salue of sorrow, The secret touch of loues heart-burning arrow. Come quench my thirst or els poor Daphnis dies. One night I dream' d (alas twas but a Dreame) That I did feele the sweetnes of the same, Where-with inspir'd, I young againe became. And from my heart a spring of blood did streame, But when I wak't, I found it nothing so, Saue that my limbs (me thought) did waxe more strong. And I more lusty far, & far more yong. This gift on him rich Nature did bestow. Then if in dreaming so, I so did speede, What should I doe, if I did so indeede ? Sweet Sonnets. 83 VII. Sweet Thames I honour thee, not for thou art The chiefest Riuer of the fairest He, Nor for thou dost admirers eies beguile, But for thou hold'st the keeper of my heart, Por on thy wanes (thy Christal-billow'd wanes), My fairest faire, my siluer Swan is swimming : Against the sunne his pruned feathers trimming Whilst Neptune his faire feete with water lanes, Neptune, I feare not thee, nor yet thine eie, And yet (alas) Apollo lou'd a boy. And Cyparissus was Siluamis ioy. No, no, I feare none but faire Thetis, I, For if she spie my Lone (alas), aie me, My mirth is turn'd to extreame miserie. Sometimes M 2 84 Sonnets. VIII. Sometimes I wish that I his pillow were, So might I steale a kisse, and yet not seene, So might I gaze upon his sleeping eine, Although I did it with a panting feare : But when I well consider how vain my wish is. Ah foolish Bees (thinke I) that doe not sucke His lips for hony ; but poore flowers doe plucke Which haue no sweet in them : when his sole kisses, Are able to reuiue a dying soule. Kisse him, but sting him not, for if you doe. His angry voice your flying will pursue : But when they heare his tongue, what can controule Their back-returne ? for then they plaine may see How hony-combs from his lips dropping bee. Diana Sonnets. 35 IX. Diana (on a time) walking the wood, To sport herselfe, of lier faire traine forlome, Chaunc't for to pricke her foote against a thome. And from thence issu'd out a streame of blood. No sooner shee was vanisht out of sight, But loues faire Queen came there away by chace. And hauing of this hap a glym'ring glance. She put the blood into a christall bright ; When being now comme unto mount Rhodopd With her faire hands she formes a shape of Snow, And blends it with this blood ; from whence doth grow A lonely creature, brighter than the Day. And being christned in faire Faphos shrine. She call'd him Ganymede : as aU diuine. Thus 86 Sonnets. X. Thus was my loue, tlius was my Ganymed, (Heauens ioy, worlds wonder, natures fairest work, In whose aspect Hope and Dispaire doe lurke,) Made of pure blood in whitest snow yshed, And for sweet Venus only form'd his face, And his each member delicately framed. And last of all faire Ganymede him named. His limbs (as their Creatrix) her imbrace. But as for his pure, spotles, vertuous minde. Because it sprung of chaste Dianaes blood (Goddesse of Maides, directresse of all good), It wholy is to chastity inclinde. And thus it is : as far as I can proue. He loues to be beloued, but not to loue. Sighi: g Sonnets. 87 XI. Sighing, and sadly sitting by my loue, He askt the cause of my hearts sorrowing, Coniuring me by heauens etemall King, To tell the cause which me so much did moue. Compell'd : (quoth I) to thee will I confesse, Loue is the cause ; and only loue it is That doth depriue me of my heauenly blisse, Loue is the paine that doth my heart oppresse. And what is she (quoth he) who thou dos't loue ? Looke in this glasse (quoth I) there shalt thou see The perfect forme of my felicitie. When, thinking that it would strage Magique proue, He open'd it : and taking off the couer He straight perceau'd himselfe to be my Louer. Some 88 Sonnets. XII. Some talke of Ganymede th' Idalian Boy And some of faire Adonis make their boast, Some talke of hun whom lovely Lceda lost, And some of Ecchoes loue that was so coy. They spoke by heere-say, I of perfect truth, They partially commend the persons named, And for them, sweet Encomions haue framed : I onely t' him haue sacrifiz'd my youth. As for those wonders of antiquitie. And those whom later ages haue inioy'd (But ah what hath not cruell death destroide ? Death, that enuies this worlds felicitie). They were (perhaps) lesse faire then Poets write, But he is fairer then I can endite. Speake Sonnets. 89 XIII. Speake Eccho, tell ; how may I call my loue ? Love. But how his Lamps that are so christaline ? Eyne. Oh happy starrs that make your heauens divine : And happy lems that admiration moue. How tearm'st his golde tresses wau'd with aire ? Haire. Oh louely haire of your more-louely Maister, Image of loue, faire shape of Alablaster, Why do'st thou driue thy Louer to dispaire ? How dost thou cal the bed wher beuty grows ? Rose. Paire virgine-Rose, whose mayden blossoms couer The milke-white Lilly, thy imbracing Louer : Whose kisses make the oft thy red to lose. And blushing oft for shame, whe he hath kist thee, He vades away, and thou raing'st where it list thee. Heere N 90 Sonnets. XIIII. Heere, hold this gloue (this milk-white cheueril gloue) Not quaintly ouer-wrought with curious knots, Nor deckt with golden spangs, nor siluer spots ; Yet wholsome for thy hand as thou shalt proue. Ah no ; (sweet boy) place this gloue neere thy heart, Weare it, and lodge it still within thy brest, So shalt thou make me (most vnhappy) blest. So shalt thou rid my paine, and ease my smart : How can that be (perhaps) thou wilt reply, A gloue is for the hand not for the heart. Nor can it well be prou'd by common art. Nor reasons rule. To this, thus answere I : If thou from gloue do'st take away the g, Then gloue is loue : and so I send it thee. Sonnets. 9X XV. A[h] fairest Gcmymede, disdaine me not, Though silly Sheepeheard I, presume to loue thee, Though my harsh songs and Sonnets cannot moue thee. Yet to thy beauty is my loue no blot. Apollo, Joue, and many Gods beside, S' daind not the name of cutry shepheards swains. Nor want we pleasure, though we take some pains. We Hue contentedly : a thing call'd pride, Which so corrupts the Court and euery place (Each place I meane where learning is neglected. And yet of late, euen learning's self e's infected) , I know not what it meanes, in any case : Wee onely (when Molorchus gins to peepe.) Learne for to folde, and to vnfolde our sheepe. Loug N 2 92 Sonnets. XVI. Long haue I long'd to see my Loue againe, Still haue I wisht, but neuer could obtaine it ; Rather than all the world (if I might gaine it) Would I desire my loues sweet precious gaine. Yet in my soule I see him euerie day, See him, and see his still sterne countenaunce. But (ah) what is of long continuance, Where Maiestie & Beautie beares the sway ? Sometimes, when I imagine that I see him, (As loue is full of foolish fantasies) Weening to kisse his lips, as my loues fee's, I feele but Aire : nothing but Aire to bee him. Thus with Ixion, kisse I clouds in vaine : Thus with Ixion, feele I endles paine. Cherry Sonnets. 93 XVII. Cherry-lipt Adonis in his snowie shape, Might not compare with his pure luorie white, On whose faire front a Poets pen may write. Whose rosiate red excels the crimson grape, His loue-enticing delicate soft limbs, Are rarely fram'd t' intrap poore gazing eies : His cheekes, the Lillie and Carnation dies. With lonely tincture which Apolloea dims. His lips ripe strawberries in Nectar wet, His mouth a Hiue, his tongue a hony-combe. Where Muses (like Bees) make their mansion. His teeth pure Pearle in blushing Correll set. Oh how can such a body sinne-procuring. Be slow to loue, and quicke to hate, enduring ? Not 94' Sonnets. XVIII. Not Megabcetes, nor Cleonymus, (Of whom great Plutarch makes such mention Praysing their faire with rare inuention) As Ganymede were halfe so beauteous. They onely pleas' d the eies of two great Kings, But all the worlde at my loue stands amazed, Nor one that on his Angels face hath gazed, But (rauisht with delight) him Presents brings. Some weaning Lambs, and some a suckling Kyd, Some Nuts, and fil-beards, others Peares & Plums, Another with a milk-white Heyfar comes ; As lately ^Egons man {Dammtas) did ; But neither he, nor all the Nymphs beside, Can win my Ganymede^ with them t'abide. Ah Sonnets. 95 XIX. Ah no ; nor I my selfe : though my pure loue (Sweete Ganymede) to thee hath still beene pure, And euen till my last gaspe shall aie endure, Could euer thy obdurate beuty moue : Then cease oh Goddesse sonne (for sure thou art, A Goddesse sonne that canst resist desire) Cease thy hard heart, and entertaine loues fire Within thy sacred breast : by Natures art. And as I loue thee more then any Creature (Loue thee, because thy beautie is diuine ; Loue thee, because my selfe, my soule is thine : Wholie denoted to thy louelie feature). Even so of all the vowels, I and V Are dearest vnto me, as doth ensue. But 96 Sonnets. XX. But now my Muse toyld with continuall care. Begins to faint, and slacke her former pace. Expecting fauour from that heauenly grace, That maie (in time) her feehle strength repaire. Till when (sweete youth) th' essence of my soule, (Thou that dost sit and sing at my hearts griefe. Thou that dost send thy shepheard no reliefe :) Beholde, these lines ; the sonnes of Teares and Dole. Ah had great Colin chiefe of sheepheards all, Or gentle Rowland, my professed friend, Had they thy heautie, or my pennance pend, Greater had beene thy fame, and lesse my fall : But since that euerie one cannot be wittie. Pardon I craue of them, and of thee, pitty. FINIS. An Ode. 97 AN ODE. Nights were short, and dales were long ; Blossoms on the Hauthoms hung : Fhilomele (Night-Musiques King) Tolde the comming of the spring. Whose sweete siluer-sounding voice Made the little birds reioice : Skipping light from spray to spray, Till Aurora shew'd the day. Scarce might one see, when I might see (For such chaunces sudden bee) By a well of Marble-stone, A shepheard lying all alone. Weepe he did ; and his weeping Made the fading flowers spring. Daphnis was his name (I weene) Youngest Swaine of Summers Queene. "When Aurora saw t'was he, Weepe she did for companie : Weepe 98 An Ode. Weepe she did for her sweete sonne, That (when antique Troy was wonne) Suffer' d death by lucklesse fate, Whom she now laments too late : And each morning (by Cocks crew) Showers down her siluer dew. Whose teares (falling from their spring) Giue moysture to each liuing thing, That on earth increase and grow, Through power of their friendlie foe. Whose effect when Flora felt, Teares, that did her bosome melt, (Eor who can resist teares often But Shee whom no teares can soften ?) Peering straite aboue the banks, Shew'd herselfe to giue her thanks. Wondring thus at Natures worke, (Wherein many maruailes lurke.) An Ode, 99 Me thought I heard a doleful! noise, Consorted with a mournful voice, Drawing me to heare more plaine, Heare I did, vnto my paine, (For who is not pain'd to heare Him in grief e whom heart holdes deare?) Silly swaine (with grief ore- gone) Thus to make his piteous mone. Loue I did, (alas the while) Loue I did, but did beguile My deare loue with louing so, (Whom as then I did not know.) Loue I did the fairest boy. That these fields did ere enioy. Loue I did, fair Ganymed ; ( Venus darling, beauties bed ; ) Him I thought the fairest creature ; Him the quintessence of Nature : But o2 100 An Ode. But yet (alas) I was deceiu'd, (Loue of reason is bereau'd) Por since then I saw a Lasse, (Lasse) that did in beauty passe, (Passe) faire Ganymede as farre As Fh(Bbus doth the smallest starre. Loue commaunded me to loue, Fancy bade me not remoue My affection from the swaine Whom I neuer could obtaine : (For who can obtaine that fauour, Which he cannot graunt the crauer ? ) Loue at last (though loath) preuailde ; (Loue) that so my heart assailde ; Wounding me with her faire eies, (Ah how Loue can subtelize. And denize a thousand shifts. How to worke men to his drifts.) Her An Ode. 101 Her it is, for whom I mourne ; Her, for whom my life I scorne ; Her, for whom I weepe all day ; Her, for whom I sigh, and say. Either She, or els no creature, Shall enioy my lone : whose feature Though I neuer can obtaine. Yet shall my true loue remaine : Till (my body turn'd to clay) My poore soule must passe away. To the heauens ; where (I hope) It shall finde a resting scope : Then since I loued thee (alone) Remember me when I am gone. Scarce had he these last words spoken. But me thought his heart was broken ; With great griefe that did abound, (Cares and griefe the heart confound) In 102 An Ode. In whose heart (thus riu'd in three) ELIZA written I might see : In caracters of crimson blood, (Whose meaning well I vnderstood) Which, for my heart might not behold, I hyed me home my sheep to folde. PINIS. Cassandra. 103 CASSANDRA. Vpon a gorgious gold embossed bed, With Tissue curtaines drawne against the sunne, (Which gazers eies into amazement led. So curiously the workmanship was done,) Lay faire Cassandra in her snowie smocke, Whose lips the Rubies and the pearles did locke. And from her luory front hung dangling downe, A bush of long and louely curled haire : Whose head impalled with a precious Crowne Of orient Pearle, made her to seeme more faire : And yet more faire she hardly could be thought Then Loue & Nature in her face had wrought. By this, young Phcebus rising from the East Had tane a view of this rare Paragon, Wherewith he soone his radiant beames addresst, And with great ioy her (sleeping) gaz'd vpon : Till at the last, through her light casemets cleare, He stole a kisse : and softly called her Beare. 104 Cassandra. Yet not so softly but (therwith awak't) She gins to open her faire chrystall couers, Wherewith the wounded God, for terror quakt, (Viewing those darts as kill disdained louers :) And blushing red to see herselfe so shamed He scorns his Coach & his own beauty blamed. Now with a trice he leaues the azure skies, (As whilome loue did at Europaes rape) And rauisht with her loue-aluring eies. He turns himselfe into a humane shape : And that his wish the sooner might ensue, He sutes himselfe like one of Venm crew. Vpon his head he wore a Hunter's hat Of crimson veluet spangd with starres of gold, Which grac'd his louely face ; and ouer that A siluer hatband ritchly to behold : On his left shoulder hung a loose Tyara, As whilome vs'd faire Fenthesilea, Cassandra. 105 Faire Penthesilea th' Amazonian Queene, When she to Troy came with her warlike hand, Of brave Viragoes glorious to he seene ; Whose manlike force no power might withstand : So look't Apollo in his lonely weedes, As he vnto the Troian Damzell speedes. Not faire Adonis in his chief est pride. Did seerae more faire, then young Apollo seemed, When he through th' aire inuisibly did glide, T' ohtaine his Loue, which he Angelike deemed : Whom finding in her chamber all alone, He thus begins t' expresse his piteous mone. O Fairest faire, aboue all faires (quoth hee) If euer Loue obtained Ladies fauour. Then shew thyselfe compassionate to me. Whose head surpriz'd with thy diuine behauior, Yeelds myselfe captiue to thy conqu'ring eies O then shew mercy, do not tyrannize. 106 Cassandra. Scarce had Apollo vtter'd these last words (Rayning downe pearle from his immortall eies) When she for answere, nought hut feare affords Filling the place with lamentable cries : But Phoebus fearing much those raging fits, With sugred kisses sweetely charm'd her lips. (And tells her softly in her softer eare) That he a God is, and no mortall creature : Wherewith abandoning all needelesse feare, (A common f railtie of weake womans nature) She boldly askes him of his deitie, Gracing her question with her wanton eie. Which charge to him no sooner was assignde, But taking faire Cassandra by the hand, (The true bewraier of his secrete minde) He first begins to let her vnderstand, That he from Demogorgon was descended : Father of th' Earth, of Gods & men commended. Cassandra. 107 The tenor of which tale he now recites, Closing each period with a rauisht kisse : Which kindnes, she vnwillingly requites, Conioyning oft her Corrall lips to his : Not that she lou'd the loue of any one ; But that she meant to cozen him anone. Hee briefly t' her relates his pedegree : The Sonne of loue, sole guider of the sunne, He that slewe Fython so victoriouslie, He that the name of wisdomes God hath wonne, The God of Musique, and of Poetry : Of Phisicke, Learning, and Chirurgery. All which he eloquently reckons vp, That she might know how great a God he was And being charm' d with Cupid^s golden cup He partial lie vnto her praise doth passe, Calling her tipe of honour, Queen of beauty To whom all eies owe tributary duety. p2 108 Cassandra. I loued one (quoth hee) aie me I lou'd As faire a shape as euer nature framed ; Had she not been so hard t' haue been remou'd. By birth a sea-Nymph ; cruell Daphne named : Whom, for shee would not to my will agree. The Gods transform' d into a Laurel tree. Ah therefore be not, (with that word he kist her) Be not (quoth he) so proud as Daphne was : Ne care thou for the anger of my sister, She cannot, nay she shall not hurt my Biss : Por if she doe I vow (by dreadfull night) Neuer againe to lend her of my light. This said : he sweetly doth imbrace his loue, Yoaking his armes about her luory necke : And calls her wanton Venus milk-white Doue, Whose ruddie lips the damask roses decke. And euer as his tongue compiles her praise, Loue daintie Dimples in her cheekes doth raise. Cassandra. 109 And meaning now to worke her stratagem Vpon the silly God, that thinkes none ill. She hugs him in her armes, and kisses him ; (Th' easlyer to intice him to her will : And being not able to maintaine the feeld, Thus she begins (or rather seemes) to yeeld. Woon with thy words, and rauisht with thy beauty, Loe here Cassandra yeelds her selfe to thee, Requiring nothing for thy vowed duety. But onely firmnesse, Loue and secrecy : Which for that now (euen now) I mean to try thee, A boone I craue : which thou canst not deny me. Scarce were these honywords breath'd from her lips, But he, supposing that she ment good-faith. Her filed tongues temptations interceps ; And (like a Nouico) thus to her he saith : Ask what thou wilt, and I will giue it thee : Health, wealth, long life, wit, art, or dignitie. 110 Cassandra. Herewith she blushing red (for shame did adde A crimson tincture to her palish hew), Seeming in outward semblance passing glad, (As one that th' end of her petition knew) She makes him sweare by vgly Acheron That he his promise should performe anew. Which done ; relying on his sacred oath, She askes of him the gift of prophecie : He (silent) giues consent; though seeming loath To graunt so much to fraile mortalitie : But since that he his vowes maie not recall, He gives to her the s'prite propheticall. But she no sooner had obtain'd her wish. When straite vnpris'ning her lasciuiuous armes Prom his softe bosom (th' aluary of blisse) She chastely counter checks loues bote alarmes : And feareing lest his presence might offend her, She slips aside ; and (absent) doth defend her. {Muliere ne credas, ne mortucB quidem.) Cassandra. Ill Looke how a brightsome Planet in the skie (Spangling the Welkin with a golden spot) Shootes svddenly from the beholders eie, And leaues him looking there where she is not : Euen so amazed Fhcebus (to discrie her) Lookes all about, but no where can espie her. Not th' hungry Lyon, hauing lost his pray, With greater furie runneth through the wood, (Making no signe of momentarie stale, Till he haue satisfied himselfe with blood) Then angry Phcehus mounts into the skie : Threatning the world with his hot-burning eie. Now nimbly to his glist'ning Coach he skips. And churlishlie ascends his loftie chaire, Yerking his headstrong lades with yron whips, Whose fearefull neighing ecchoes through the aire. Snorting out fierce Sulphure from theire nosethrils Whose deadly damp the worlds poore people kils. 112 Cassandra. Then leaue we (for a while) amids the heauens, Wreaking his anger on his sturdie Steedes : Whose speedful course the day and night now eeuens, (The earth disrobed of her summer weedes) And now black-mantled night with her browne vaile, Couers each thing that all the world might quaile. When loe, Cassandra lying at her rest, (Her rest were restlesse thoughts : ) it so befell, Her minde with multitude of cares opprest, Requir'd some sleepe her passions to expell : Which when sad Morpheus well did vnderstand He clos'd her eie-lids with his leaden hand. Now sleepeth shee : and as shee sleepes, beholde ; Shee seemes to see the God whom late shee wronged Standing before her ; whose fierce lookes vnfold, His hidden wrath (to whom iust ire belonged) Seeing, shee sighs, and sighing quak't for feare. To see the shaddow of her shame appeare. Cassandra. 113 Betwixt amaze and dread as shee thus stands The fearefull vision drew more neere vnto her, And pynioning her armes in captiue bands So sure, that mortall wight may not vndoe her, He with a bloudy knife (oh cruell part) With raging fury stab'd her to the heart. Heerewith awaking from her slumbring sleepe, (For feare and care are enemies to rest :) At such time as Aurora gins to peepe And shew herself e ; far orient in the East ; Shee heard a voice which said : O wicked woman, "Why dost thou stil the Gods to vengeance summo. Thou shalt (indeede) fore-tell of things to come ; And truly too ; (for why my vowes are past) But heare the end of loues eternall doome : Because thy promise did so little last, Although thou tell the truth (this gift I giue thee) Yet for thy falsehood, no man shall beleeue thee. Q 114 Cassandra. And (for thy sake) this pennance I impose Vpon the remnant of all woman kinde, Por that they be such truth professed foes ; A constant woman shall be hard to finde : And that all flesh at my dread name may tremble, When they weep most, the shall they most dissemble. This said Apollo then ; And since that time His words haue proned true as Oracles : Whose turning thoughts ambitiously doe clime To heauens height ; and world with lightnes fils Whose sex are svbject to inconstancie, As other creatures are to destinie. Yet famous Sahrine on thy banks doth rest The fairest Maide that euer world admired ; Whose constant minde, with heauenly gifts possest Makes her rare selfe of all the world desired ; In whose chaste thoughts no vanitie doth enter ; So pure a minde Endymions Loue hath lent her. Cassandra. 115 Queene of my thoughts, but subject of my verse, (Diuine Eliza) pardon my defect : Whose artlesse pen so rvdely doth reherse Thy beauties worth (for want of due respect) ; Oh pardon thou the follies of my youth ; Pardon my faith, my loue, my zeale, my truth. But to Cassandra now : who hauing heard The cruell sentence of the threatning voice ; At length (too late) begins to waxe affeard, Lamenting much her unrepentant choice : And seeing her hard hap without reliefe, She sheeds salt teares in token of her griefe. Which when Aurora saw, and saw 'twas shee, Euen shee herselfe, whose far-renowmed fame, Made all the world to wonder at her beauty. It mou'd compassion in this ruthfuU Dame : And thinking on her sonnes sad destinie. With mournfuU teares she bcares her companie. Q2 X16 Cassandra. Great was the mone which faire Cassandra made : Greater the kindnesse which Aurora shew'd : Whose sorrow with the sunne began to fade : And her moist teares on th' earths green grasse bestow'd Kissing the flowers with her siluer dew, Whose fading beautie, seem'd her case to rew. Scarce was the lonely Easterne Queene departed, Erom stately Ilion (whose proud-reared wals Seem'd to controule the cloudes, till Vulcan darted Against their Towers his burning fier-bals) When sweet Cassandra (leaning her soft bed) In seemely sort her selfe apparelled. And hearing that her honourable Sire (Old princely Pryamus Troy^s aged King) Was gone into loues Temple, to conspire Against the Oreekes, (whom he to war did bring) Shee., (like a Eurie), in a bedlam rage. Runs gadding thither, his fell wrath t' asswage. Cassandra. 117 But not preuailing : truely she fore-tolde The fall of Trop (with bold erected face) : They count her hare-brain'd, mad, and ouer-bcld, To presse in presence in so graue a place : But in meane season Paris he is gone, To bring destruction on faire llion. What, ten-yeeres siedge by force could not subuert, That, two false traitors in one night destroi'd : Who richly guerdon'd for their bad desert, Was of JEmeas but small time inioi'd : Who, for concealement of Achilles loue, Was banished, from llion to remoue. King Pry am dead and all the Troians slaine ; (The sonnes, his friends and deere confederates,) And lots now cast for captiues that remaine, (Whom Death hath spared for more cruell fates) Cassandra then to Agamemnon fell. With whom a Lemman she disdain'd to dwell. 118 Cassandra. She, weepes ; he, wooes ; he, would, but she would not He, tell's his birth ; Shee, pleades virginitie : He saith, selfe-pride doth rarest beauty blot : (And with that word he kist her louingly :) Shee, yeeldingly resists ; he faines to die : Shee, fall's for feare ; he, on her feareleslie. But this braue generall of all the Greekes Was quickly foyled at a womans hands, Por whoso rashly such incounters seekes. Of hard mis-hap in danger euer stands : Onely chaste thoughts, and vertvous abstinence. Gainst such sweet poyson is the sur'st defence. But who can shun the force of beauties blow ? Who is not rauisht with a louely looke ? Grac'd with a wanton eie (the hearts dumb show) Such fish are taken with a siluer hooke : And when true loue cannot these pearls obtaine Vnguentum Album is the only meane. Cassandra. 119 Parre be it from my thought (diuinest Maid) To haue relation to thy heauenly hew, (In whose sweete voice the Muses are imbaid) No pen can paint thy commendations due : Saue only that pen, which no pen can be, An Angels quill, to make a pen for thee. But to returne to these vnhappie Louers, (Sleeping securely in each others armes) Whose sugred ioies nights sable mantle couers. Little regarding their ensuing harmes ; Which afterward they iointlie both repented : " Fate is fore-seene, but neuer is preuented. Which saying to be true, this lucklesse Dame Approued in the sequele of her story : Now waxing pale, now blushing red (for shame), She scales her lips with silence (women's glory) Till Agamemnon vrging her replies. Thus of his death she truely prophecies. 120 Cassandra. The day shall come (quoth she) O dismall dale ? When thou by false ^gistus shall he slaine : Heere could she tell no more ; but made a stay. (From further speech as willing to refraine) : Not knowing then, nor little did she thinke, That she with him of that same cup must drinke. But what ? (fond man) he laughs her skil to scorne. And iesteth at her diuination : Ah to what vnbeliefe are Princes borne ? (The onely ouer-throw of many a Nation) : And so it did befall this lucklesse Prince, "Whom all the world hath much lamented since. Insteede of teares, he smileth at her tale : Insteede of griefe, he makes great show of gladnes : But after blisse, there euer followes bale ; And after mirth, there alwaies commeth sadnes : But gladnesse, blisse, and mirth had so possest him, That sadnes, bale, & griefe could not molest him. Cassandra. 121 Oh cruell Parcce (quoth Cassandra then) Why are you Parcse, yet not mou'd with praier ? Oh small security of mortall men, That line on earth, and hreath this vitall aire : When we laugh most, then are we next to sorrow The Birds feede vs to day, we them to morrow. But if the first did little moue his minde, Her later speeches lesse with him preuailed ; Who beinge wholy to selfe-will inclinde, Deemes her weake braine with lunacy assailed : And still the more shee counsels him to stay. The more he striueth to make haste away. How on the Seas he scap'd stormes, rocks & sholes, (Seas that enuide the conquest he had wone, Gaping like hell to swallow Greekish soules,) I heere omit ; onely suppose it done : His storm-tyrde Barke safely brings him to shore, His whole Fleete els, is suncke or lost before. 122 Cassandra. Lift vp thy head, thou ashie-cyndred Troyt See the commander of thy traitor foes, That made thy last nights woe, his first daies ioie, Now gins his night of ioy and daie of woes : His fall he thy delight, thine was his pride : As he thee then, so now thou him deride. He and Cassandra now are set on shore, Which he salutes with ioy, she greetes with teares, Currors are sent that poast to Court before, Whose tidings fill th' adultrous Queene with feares, Who with ^gistus in a lust staind bed, Herselfe, her King, her State dishonored. She wakes the lecher with a loud-strain'd shrike, Loue-toies they leaue, now doth lament begin : He flie (quoth he) but she doth that mislike, . Gvilt vnto gvilt, and sinne she ads to sinne ; She meanes to kill (immodest loue to couer) A kingly husband, for a caytiue louer. Cassandra. 123 The peoples ioies conceiued at his returne, Their thronging multitudes : their gladsome cries, Their gleefull hymnes, whiles piles of incense burne : Their publique shewes, kept at solemnities : We passe : and tell how King and Queene did meet, Where he with zeale, she him with guile did greet. He (noble Lord) fearelesse of hidden treason, Sweetely salutes this weeping Crocodile : Excusing euery cause with instant reason That kept him from her sight so long a while : She faintly pardons him ; smiling by Art, (For life was in her lookes, death in her hart). For pledge that I am pleas'd receiue (quoth shee) This rich wrought robe, thy Clytemnestras toile : Her ten yeeres worke this day shal honour thee, For ten yeeres war, and one dales glorious spoile. Whilst thou contendedst there, I heere did this Weare it my loue, my life, my ioy, my blisse. R 2 124 Cassandra. Scarce had the Syren said, what I haue writ, But he (kind Prince) by her milde words misled, Receiu'd the robe, to trie if it were fit ; (The robe) that had no issue for his head : Which, whilst he vainly hoped to haue found, ^gistus pierst him with a mortal wound. Oh how the Troyan Damzell was amazed To see so fell and bloudy a Tragedie, Performed in one Act ; she naught but gazed, Vpon the picture ; whom shee dead did see ; Before her face : whose body she emballms, With brennish teares, and sudden deadly qualms. Paine would she haue fled backe on her swift horse But Clytemnestra bad her be content, Her time was com'n : now bootlesse vsd she force. Against so many ; whom this Tygresse sent To apprehend her : who (within one hower Brought backe againe) was lockt within a Tower. Cassandra. 125 Now is she ioylesse, friendlesse, and (in fine) Without all hope of further libertie : Insteed of cates, cold water was her wine, And Agamemnom cups her meate must be, Or els she must for hunger starue (poore sole) What could she do but make great mone & dole. So darke the dungeon was, wherein she was, That neither Sunne (by day) nor Mone (by night) Did shew themselues ; and thus it came to passe. The Sunne denide to lend his glorious light To such a periur'd wight, or to be scene ; (What neede shee light, that ouer-light had bin ?) Now silent night drew on ; when all things sleepe, Saue theeues, and cares ; and now stil mid-night came When sad Cassandra did nought els but weepe ; Oft calling on her Agamemnons name. But seeing that the dead did not replie, Thus she begins to moume, lament and one. 126 Cassandra. Oh cruell Eortune (mother of despaire,) Well art thou christen 'd with a cruell name : Since thou regardest not the wise, or faire, But do'st bestow thy riches (to thy shame) On fooles & lowly swaines, that care not for thee And yet I weepe, and yet thou dost abhorre me. Pie on ambition, fie on filthy pride, The roote of ill, the cause of all my woe : On whose fraile yce my youth first slipt aside, And falling downe receiu'd a fatall blow. Ah who hath liu'd to see such miserie As I haue done, and yet I cannot die ? I liu'd (quoth she) to see Troy set a fire : I liu'd to see renowned Sector slaine : I liu'd to see the shame of mv desire : And yet I liue to feele my grieuovs paine ; Let all young maides example take by me. To keepe their oathes, and spotlesse chastity Cassandra. 127 Happy are they, that neuer Ku'd to know What 'tis to liue iu this world happily : Happy are they which neuer yet felt woe : Happy are they, that die in infancie : Whose sins are cancell'd in their mothers wombe : Whose cradle is their graue, whose lap their tomb. Heere ended shee ; & then her teares began, That (Chorus-like) at euery word downe rain'd. Which like a paire of christall fountaines ran, Along her louely cheekes : with roses stained : Which as they wither still (for want of raine) Those siluer showers water them againe. Now had the poore-mans clock (shrill chauntycleare) Twice giuen notice of the Mornes approach, (That then began in glorie to appeare, Drawne in her stately colour'd saffron- coach) When shee (poore Lady) almost turn'd to teares, Began to teare and rend her golden haires. 128 Cassandra. Lie there (quoth she) the workers of my woes ; You trifling toies, which my liues staine haue hin You by whose meanes our coines chiefly growes, Clothing the backe with pride, the soule with sin : Lie there (quoth shee) the causers of my care ; This said, her robes, she all in peices tare. Herewith, as weary of her wretched life, (Which shee inioy'd with small fselicitie) She ends her fortune with a fatall knife ; (Eirst day of ioy, last day of miserie :) Then why is death accounted Nature's foe. Since death (indeed) is but the end of woe ? Eor as by death her bodie was released Prom that strong prison made of lime & stone ; Euen so by death her purest soule was eased, Prom bodies prison, and from endlesse mone : Where now shee walkes in sweete Elysium (The place for wrongfuU Death and Martirdum.) FINIS. IV. (a) the encomion of lady pecunia. (b) the complaint of poetrie for the death of liberalitie. (c) the combat betweene conscience and COUETOUS- NESSE IN THE MINDE OF MAN. (d) POEMS IN DIVERS HUMORS. 1598-1605. Note. — Besides the fac-similes of the original title-pages of the Encomion of Lady Pecunia, &c. (1598) there precede it (in print) the title-page of the new edition of 1605. Mr. Collier has reprinted both— the latter a superfluity, as the additions are of no extent. In the places these additions are added, and also the few varice lectiones. Mr. Collier imagined that the Bridgewater copy of the 1605 edition was unique, but there is a second in the Bodleian. See our Introduction on Mr. Collier's mistaken withdrawal of Barnefield's charming Ode from him to Shakespeare; also the Isham MS., at close of this volume, for the sonnet-dedicatory with a gift-copy of " Lady Pecunia," which is foimd (without the name of Spencer) in 1605 edition. — G. -*. 4k yMi The Encomion of Lady Pecunia OR The praife of Money, qtUrendapeCHHtap-imftm efi, VtrtuipofinHmntcs. Horace. By Richard Bdmfeild, GratJuale in Oxford, LONDON, Printed by G.S. for lohn laggard, and arc to be foldc at his shoppc ncere Tcmple-barre, at the Signc of the Hand and ftarrc. 1598. <'r~. LADY PECUNIA, OB THE PRAISE OF MONEY, A COMBAT BETWIXT CONSCIENCE AND COUETOUSNESSE. TOOETHBB WITH, ^f^t Complaint of ^JofttB for tfte JBeati) of Hiteralits. NEWLY CORRECTED AND ENLARGED BY RICHARD BARNFIELD, GRADUATE IN OXFORD. Printed by W. I., and are to bee sold by John Hodgets, dwelling in Paules Churchyard, a little beneath Paules Schoole. 1605. s 2 THE AUTHOR'S VEESE-EPISTLE-DEDICATORY (1605). Led by the swift report of winged Eame, With silver trumpet sounding forth your name, To you I dedicate this merry Muse, And for my patron I your fauour chuse : She is a lady, she must be respected ; She is a queene, she may not be neglected. This is the shadow, you the substance have. Which substance now this shadow seems to crave. RICHARD BARNFIELD. THE ENCOMION OF LADY PECUNIA OB THE PRAISE OF MONEY. qucerenda pecunta primum est, Virtus post nummos. — Horace. BY RICHARD BARNFEILD, GRADUATE IN OXFORD. LONDON, Printed by G. S. for lohn laggard, and are to be solde at his shoppe neere Temple-barre, at the Signe of the Hand and starre. 1598. TO THE GENTLEMEN READERS. lENTLEMEN, being incouraged through your gentle acceptance of my Cynthia, I haue once more aduen- tured on your Curtesies : hoping to finde you (as I haue done heretofore) friendly. Being determined to write of somthing, & yet not resolued of any thing, I considered with my selfe, if one should write of Loue (they will say) why, euery one writes of Loue : if of Vertue, why, who re- gards Vertue ? To be short, I could thinke of nothing, but either it was common, or not at all in request. At length I bethought my selfe of a Subiect, both new (as hauing neuer beene written vp- on before) and pleasing (as I thought) because Mans Nature (com- monly) loues to heare that praised, with whose pressence hee is most pleased. Erci87nus (the glory of Netherlands and the refiner of the Latin Tongue) wrote a whole Booke, in the prayse of Folly. Then if so excellent a Scholler, writ in praise of Vanity, why may not I write in praise of that which is profitable ? There are no two Countreys, where Gold is esteemed lesse than in India, and more then in Eng- land : the reason is, because the Indians are barbarous, and our Na- tion ciuill. I haue giuen Pecnnia the title of a Woman, Both for the termi- nation of the Word, and because (as Women are) shee is lov'd of men. The brauest Voyages in the World haue beene made for Gold : for it, men haue venterd (by Sea) to the furthest parts of the Earth 136 To the Gentlemen Readers. Earth : In the Pursute whereof, Englands Nestor and Neptune {Hat kins and Drake') lost their Hues. Vpon the Deathes of the whicl two, of the first I writ this : The Waters were his Winding sheete^ the Sea was made his Toome; Yet for his fame the Ocean Sea, was not sufficient roome. Of the latter this : England his hart ; his Corps the Waters haue : And that which raysd his fame, became his grave. The JPrcetorians (after the death of Pertinax) in the election of a new Emperour, more esteemed the money of lulianus, then either the vertue of Seuerus, or the Valour of Pessenius. Then of what great estimation and account, this Lady Pecunia, both hath beene in the Worlde, and is at this present, I leaue to your Judgement. But what speak e I so much of her praise in my Epistle, that haue commended her so at large, in my Booke ? To the reading wherof, (Gentlemen) I referre you. THE PRAYSE OE LADY PECUNIA. lyy HE ^a ill SING not of Angellica the faire, (For whom the Palladine of Fraunce fell mad) Nor of sweet Roscmiond, olde Cliffords heu'e, (Whose death did make the second Renry sad) But of the fairest Faire Pecuniae The famous Queene of rich America. Goddesse of Golde, great Empresse of the Earth, O thou that canst doe all Thinges vnder Heauen That doost conuert the saddest minde to Mirth ; (Of whom the elder Age was quite bereauven) Of thee He sing, and in thy Prayse He write ; You golden Angela helpe me to indite. You 138 The prayse of .id You, you alone, can make my Muse to speake ; And tell a golden Tale, with siluer Tongue : You onely can my pleasing silence breake ; And adde some Musique, to a merry Songue : But amongst all the fine, in Musicks Art, I would not sing the Cotmter-tQnov part.^ The Meane is best, and that I meane to keepe ; So shall I keepe my selfe from That I meane : Lest with some Others, I be forc'd to weepe. And cry Peccaui, in a dolefuU Scsene. But to the matter which I haue in hand. The Lady Eegent, both by Sea and Land. When Saturne liu'd, and wore the Kingly Crowne, (And loue was yet vnborne, but not vnbred) This Ladies fame was then of no renowne ; (For Golde was then, no more esteem'd then Lead) Then Truth and Honesty were onely vs'd, Siluer and Golde were vtterly refused. But ' I worst can brooke the Counter-tenor part (1605). Lady Pecunia. 139 But when the Worlde grew wiser in Conceit, And saw how Men in manners did decline. How Charitie began to loose her heate. And One did at anothers good repine, Then did the Aged, first of all respect her ; And vowd from thenceforth, neuer to reiect her. Thus with the "Worlde, her beauty did increase ; And manie Suters had she to obtaine her : Some sought her in the Wars ; and some in peace ; ^ But few of youthful! age, could euer gaine her : Or if they did, she soone was gone againe ; And would with them, but little while remaine. • For why against the Nature of her Sexe, (That commonlie dispise the feeble Olde) Shee, loues olde men ; but young men she reiects ; Because to her, their Loue is quicklie colde : Olde men (like Husbands icalous of their Wiues) Lock her vp fast, and keepe her as their Lines. The t2 • 140 The prayse of The young man carelesse to maintaine his life, Neglects her Loue (as though he did abhor her) like one that hardly doeth obtaine a wife, And when he hath her once, he cares not for her : Shee, seeing that the young man doeth despyse her, Leaues the franke heart and flies vnto the Myser. Hee intertaines her, with a ioyfuU hart ; And seemes to rue her vndeserued wrong : And from his Pressence, she shall neuer part ; Or if she doo, he thinks her Absence long : And oftentimes he sends for her againe, Whose life without her, cannot long remaine. And when he hath her, in his owne possession, He locks her in an iron-barred Chest, And doubting somewhat, of the like Transgression, He holds that iron-walled Prison best. And least some rusty sicknesse should infect her, He often visits her, and doeth respect her. As Lady Pecunia. 141 As for the young man (subiect vnto sinne) No maruell though the Diuell doe distresse him ; To tempt mans frailtie, which doth neuer linne Who many times, hath not a Crosse to blesse him : But how can hee incurre the Heauens Curse. That hath so many Crosses in his Purse ? Hee needes ^ not feare those wicked sprights, that waulke Vnder the Couerture of cole-blacke Night ; For why the Diuell still, a Crosse doeth baulke, Because on it, was hangd the Lorde of Light : But let not Mysers trust to siluer Crosses, Least in the End, their gaines be turnd to losses. But what care they, so they may hoorde vp golde ? Either for God, or Diuell, or Heauen, or Hell ? So they may faire Fecumaes face behold ; And euery Day, their Mounts of Money tell. What tho to count their Coyne, they neuer blin, Count they their Coyne, and counts not God their sin ? ' needs, 160S. 142 The pray se of But what talke I of sinne, to Vsurers ? Or looke for mendment, at a Mysers hand ? Fecunia, hath so many followers, Bootlesse it is, her Power to with-stand. King Couetise, and Warinesse his Wife, The Parents were, that first did giue her Life. But now vnto her Praise I will proceede. Which is as ample, as the Worlde is wide : What great Contentment doth her Pressence hreede In him, that can his wealth with Wysdome guide ? She is the Soueraigne Queene, of all Delights : Por her the Lawyer pleades : the Souldier fights. Por her, the Merchant venters on the Seas : Por her, the Scholler studdies at his Booke : Por her, the Vsurer (with greater ease) Por sillie fishes, layes a siluer hooke : Por her, the Townsman leaues the Countrey Village Por her, the Plowman giues himselfe to Tillage. Por Lady Pecunia. 143 For her, the Gentleman doeth raise his rents : For her, the Seruingman attends his maister : For her, the curious head new toyes inuents : For her, to Sores, the Surgeon layes his plaister. In fine for her, each man in his Vocation, Applies himselfe, in euerie sev'rall Nation. What can thy hart desire, but thou mayst haue it. If thou hast readie money to disburse ? Then thanke thy Fortune, that so freely gaue it ; For of all friends, the surest is thy purse. Friends may proue false, and leaue thee in thy need ; But still thy Purse will bee thy friend indeed. Admit thou come, into a place vnknowne ; And no man knowes, of whome, or what thou art : If once thy faire Fecunia, shee bee showne, Thou art esteem' d a man of great Desart : And placed at the Tables vpper cnde ; Not for thine owne sake, but thy faithfull frende.' But ' Not for thine own soke but thy trusty friend (1605). 144 The pray se of But if you want your Ladies louely grace, And haue not wherewithal! to pay your shot. Your Hostis pressently will step in Place, You are a Stranger (Sir) I know you not : By trusting Diuers, I am run in Det ; Therefore of mee, nor meate nor Bed you get. O who can then, expresse the worthie praise. Which faire JPecunia iustly doeth desarue ? That can the meanest man, to Honor raise ; And feed the soule, that ready is to starue. Affection, which was wont to bee so pure, Against a golden Siege, may not endure.^ Witnesse the Trade of Mercenary sinne, (Or Occupation, if you like to tearme it) Where faire Fecunia must the suite beginne ; (As common-tride Experience doeth confirme it) Not Mercury himselfe, with siluer Tongue, Can so inchaunt, as can a golden Songue. When ' Against his golden Siege may not endnre (1605). Lady Pecunia. 145 When nothing could subdue the Fhrygimi Troy^ (That Citty through the world so much renowned) Pecunia did her vtterly destroy : And left her fame, in darke Obliuion drowned. And many Citties since, no lesse in fame. For Loue of her, haue yeelded to their shame. What Thing is then, so well belov'd as money ? It is a speciall Comfort to the minde ; More faire then Women are ; more sweet then honey Easie to loose, hut very harde to finde. In fine, to him, whose Purse beginns to faint, Golde is a God, and Siluer is a Saint. The Tyme was once, when Honestie was counted A Demy god ; and so esteem'd of all ; But now Pecunia on his Seate is mounted ; Since Honestie in great Disgrace did fall. No state, no Calling now, doeth him esteeme; Nor of the other ill, doeth any deeme. The u 146 The prayse of The reason is, because he is so poore : (And who respects the poore, and needie Creature ? ) Still begging of his almes, from Doore to Doore : All ragd, and torne ; and eeke deformd in feature. In Countenance so changde, that none can know him ; So weake, that euery vice doeth ouerthrow him. But faire ^ Pecunia, (most diuinely bred) Por sundrie shapes, doth Proteus selfe surpasse : In one Lande, she is suted all in Lead ; And in another, she is clad in Brasse : But still within the Coast of Albion^ She euer puts, her best Apparell on. Siluer and Golde, and nothing else is currant. In EnglandSi in faire Englands happy Land : All baser sortes of Mettalls, haue no Warrant ; Yet secretly they slip^ from hand to hand. If any such be tooke, the same is lost, And pressently is nayled on a Post. Which fayre, 1606. Lady Pecunia. 147 Which with Quick-siluer, being flourisht ouer, Seemes to be perfect Siluer, to the showe : As Woemens paintings, their defects doe couer, Vnder this false attyre, so doe they goe. If on a woolen Cloth, thou rub the same. Then will it straight beginne to blush, for shame. If chafed on thy haire, till it be hot. If it good Siluer bee, the scent is sweete : If counterfeit, thy chafing hath begot A ranke-smelt sauour ; for a Queene vnmeete : Fecimia is a Queene, for her Desarts, And in the Decke, may goe for Queene of harts. The Queene of harts, because she rules all harts ; And hath all harts, obedient to her Will : Whose Bounty, fame vnto the Worlde imparts ; And with her glory, all the Worlde doeth fill : The Queene of Diamonds, she cannot bee ; There is but one, ELIZA, thou art shee.' And There was bnt one; Eliza, tboa wast ahee (1606). u2 148 The prayse of And thou art shee, O sacred Soueraigne ;^ Whom God hath helpt with his Al-mighty hand :^ Blessing thy People, with thy peacefull raigne ; And made this little Land, a happy Land : May all those Hue, that wish long life to thee,^ And all the rest, perish eternally. The tyme was once, when faire Fecunia, here Did basely goe attyred all in Leather : But since her raigne, she neuer did appeere ^ But richly clad ; in Golde, or Siluer either : Nor reason is it, that her Golden raigne With baser Coyne, eclypsed should remaine. And as the Coyne she hath repurifyde,^ From baser substance, to the purest Mettels : Religion so, hath shee refinde beside, From Papistrie, to Truth ; which daily settles Within her Peoples harts ; though some there bee,^ That cleaue vnto their wonted Papistrie. ' And thou wast she, sacred soveraigne (1605). * Whom God did ayde M'ith his Al-mighty hand (1605). ^ Thy peace on earth begun, in heauen made pure, There crowned with lasting joy: O joy most sure ! (1605). * But in Elizas raigne, it did appeare Most richly clad; in golde or silver either (1605). * And as the Coine she did repurifie (1605). * Within the Peoples hearts: Though some there be (1605). No Lady Pecunia. 149 No flocke of sheepe, but some are still infected : No peece of Lawne so pure, but hath some fret : All buildings are not strong that are erected : All Plants proue not, that in good ground are set : Some tares are sowne, amongst the choicest seed : No garden can be cleansd of euery Weede.* But now to her, whose praise is here pretended, (Diuine Pecunia) fairer then tlie morne : Which cannot be sufficiently commended ; Whose Sun-bright Beauty doeth the Worlde adorne, Adorns the World, but specially the Purse ; Without whose pressence, nothing can be woorse. Not faire Scesione (King Priams sister) Did euer showe more Beauty, in her face. Then can this lonely Lady, if it list her To showe her selfe ; admir'd for comely grace : Which neither Age can weare, nor Tyme conclude ; Por why, her Beauty yeerely is renude. New In 1605 edition these five new stanzas come here: But now more Angels then on Earth yet weare Her golden Impresse; haue to Ileauen attended Hir Virgiu-soule; now, now she soiourns there, Tasting more ioycs then may be comprehended. Life, she hath changdc for life (oh countlese gaine) An eartblie rule, for an etemall Raigne. Such a Successor leaning in her stead, So peerelesse worthie, and so lloyall wise; In nim her vertnes liue, thongh she be dead: Bountic and Zealc, in him both Soneranizc. To him aloue [othill, in the County of Salop, Esquire. Sith Conscience (long since) is exilde the Citty, . • O let her in the Countrey, finde some Pitty : But if she he exilde, the Countrey too, let her finde, some fauour yet of you.* ' Omitted in 1605 edition. 2a THE COMBAT, BETWEENE CONSCIENCE AND COUETOUSNESSE, IN THE MIND OF MAN. NO W had the cole-blacke steedes, of pitchie Night, (Breathing out Darknesse) banisht cheerfull Light, And sleepe (the shaddowe of eternall rest) My generall senses wholy had possest. When loe, there was presented to my view, A vision strange, yet not so strange, as true. Conscience (me thought) appeared vnto mee. Cloth' d with good Deedes, with Trueth and Honestie, Her countinance demure, and sober sad, Nor any other Ornament shee had. Then Couetousnesse did incounter her. Clad in a Cassock, lyke a Vsurer, The Cassock, it was made of poore-mens ^ skinnes, Lac'd here and there, with many seuerall sinnes : Nor was it furd, with any common f urre ; Or if it were, himself e hee was the^r. A Bag of money, in his hande he helde, The which with hungry eie, he still behelde. The place wherein this vision first began, (A spacious plaine) was cald The Minde of Man. Tho ' In 1605 misprinU-o<)r men. 2 A 2 180 The Combat betweene The Carle no sooner, Conscience had espyde, But swelling lyke a Toade, (puft vp with pryde) He straight began against her to inuey : These were the wordes, which Couetise did sey. Conscience (quoth hee) how dar'st thou bee so bold, To claime the place, that I by right doe hold ? Neither by right, nor might, thou canst obtaine it : By might (thou knowst full well) thou canst not gaine it. The greatest Princes are my followars, The King in Peace, the Captaine in the Warres : The Courtier, and the simple Countrey-man ; The ludge, the Merchant, and the Gentleman ; The learned Lawyer, and the Politician : The skilfull Surgeon, and the fine Physician : In briefe, all sortes of men mee entertaine. And hold mee, as their Soules sole Soueraigne, And in my ^ quarrell they will fight and die, Bather then I should suffer iniurie. And as for title, interest, and right. He proue its mine by that, as well as might. Though Conetousnesse, were vsed long before. Yet ludas Treason, made my Pame the more ; When Christ he caused, crucifyde to bee, Por thirtie pence, man solde his minde to mee : And now adaies, what tenure is more free. Then that which purchas'd is, with gold and fee ? Con- ' 1605, " their." Conscience and Couetousnesse. 181 Conscience. With patience, liaue I heard thy large Complaint, Wherein the Diuell, would be thought a Saint : But wot ye what, the saying is of olde ? One tale is good, vntill anothers tolde. Truth is the right, that I must stand vpon, (For other title, hath poore Conscience none) For I will proue it, by Antiquitie, That thou art but an vp-start, vnto mee ; Before that thou wast euer thought vpon. The minde of Man, belongd to mee alone. For after that the Lord, had Man Created, And him in blisse-f ull Paradice had seated ; (Knowing his Nature was to vice inclynde) God gaue rae vnto man, to rule his mynde. And as it were, his Gouernour to bee. To guide his minde, in Trueth, and Honestie. And where thou sayst, that man did sell his soule ; That Argument, I quicklie can controule : It is a fayned fable, thou doost tell. That, which is not his owne, he cannot sell ; No man can sell his soule, altho he thought it : Mans soule is Christs, for hee hath dearely bought it. Therefore vsurping Coitetise, be gone, For why, the minde belongs to mee alone. Coue- 182 The Combat betweene Couetousnesse. Alas poore Conscience, how thou art deceav'd ? ^ As though of senses, thou wert quite bereaud. What wilt thou say (that thinkst thou canst not erre) If I can proue my selfe the ancienter ? Though into Adams minde, God did infuse thee, Before his fall, yet man did neuer vse thee. What was it else, but Aurice in Eue, (Thinking thereby, in greater Blisse to line) That made her taste, of the forbidden fruite ? Of her Desier, was not I the roote ? Did she not couet ? (tempted by the Deuill) The Apple of the Tree, of good and euill ? Before ^ man vsed Conscience, she did couet : Therefore by her Transgression, here I proue it. That Couetousnesse possest the minde of man. Before that any Conscience began. Conscience. Euen as a counterfeited precious stone, Seemes to bee far more rich, to looke vpon. Then doeth the right : But when a man comes neere. His basenesse then, doeth euident appeere : So Couetise, the Reasons thou dost tell, Seeme to be strong, but being weighed well. They • 1605, « decay'd." « 1605, " Before that man." Conscience and Couetousnesse. 183 They are indeed, but onely meere Illusions, And doe in force but very weake Conclusions. When as the Lord (fore-knowing his offence) Had giuen man a Charge, of Abstinence, And to refraine, the fruite of good and ill : Man had a Conscience, to obey his will. And neuer would be tempted thereunto, Vntill the Woeman, shee, did worke man woe. And made him breake, the Lords Commaundement, Which all Mankinde, did afterward repent : So that thou seest, thy Argument is vaine, And I am prov'd, the older of the twaine. Couetousnesse. Eond Wretch, it was not Conscience, but feare. That made the first man (Adam) to forbeare To tast the fruite, of the forbidden Tree, Lest, if offending bee were found to bee, (According as lehouah saide on hye, For his so great Transgression, hee should dye.) Eeare curbd his minde, it was not Conscience then, (Por Conscience freely, rules the harts of men) And is a godly motion of the mynde, To euerie vertuous action inclynde, And not enforc'd, through feare of Punishment, But is to vertue, voluntary bent : Then (simple Trul) be packing pressentlie, Por in this place, there is no roome for thee. Con- 184 The Combat betweene Conscience. Aye mee (distressed Wight) what shall I doe ? Where shall I rest ? or whither shall I goe ? Vnto the rich ? (woes mee) they, doe ahhor me : Vnto the poore ? (alas) they, care not for me : Vnto to the Olde-man ? hee, hath mee forgot : Vnto the Young-man ? yet hee, knowes me not : Vnto the Prince ? hee, can dispence with mee : Vnto the Magistrate ? that, may not bee : Vnto the Court ? for it, I am too base : Vnto the Countrey ? there, I haue no place. Vnto the Citty ? thence, I am exilde : Vnto the Village ? there, I am reuilde : Vnto the Barre ? the Lawyer there, is bribed ? Vnto the Warre ? there, Cofiscience is derided : Vnto the Temple ? there, I am disguised : Vnto the Market ? there, I am despised : Thus both the young and olde, the rich and poore, Against mee (silly Creature) shut their doore. Then, sith each one seekes my rebuke and shame. He goe againe to Heauen (from whence I came.) This saide (me thought) making exceeding mone. She went her way, and left the Carle alone. Who vaunting of his late-got victorie, Aduanc'd himselfe in pompe and Maiestie : Much like a Cocke, who hauing kild his foe. Brisks vp himselfe, and then begins to crow. So Couetisej when Conscience was departed. Gran Conscience and Couetousnesse. 185 Gan to be proud in minde, and hauty harted : And in a stately Chayre of state he set him, (For Conscience banisht) there was none to let him. And being but one entrie, to this Plaine, (Whereof as king and Lord, he did remaine) Repentance cald, he causd that to be kept. Lest Conscience should returne, whilst as he slept : Wherefore he causd it, to be wacht and warded Both night and Day, and to be strongly guarded : To keepe it safe, these three he did intreat, Hardnesse of hart, with Falshood and Deceat : And if at any time, she chaunc'd to venter, Rardnesse of hart, denide her still to enter. When Conscience was exilde the minde of Man, Then Couetise, his gouernment began. This once being scene, what I had seene before, (Being onely seene in sleepe) was seene no more ; For with the sorrowe, which my soule did take At sight hereof, forthwith I did awake. FINIS. 2b Poems: In diuers humors, Trahitfuaquim^Ht Voluntas, Virgil* LONDON, Printed by G.S. for John laggard, and are to be Ibldc at his shoppe ncere Templc-barrcj at the Sigtie of the Hand and ftarre. 15$^ 2. POEMS: IN DIVEES HUMOES. Trahit sua quemqiie voluptas. — Virgil. LONDON, Printed by G. S. for lohn laggard, and are to be solde at his shoppe neerc Templc-barro, at the Signe of the Hand and starre. 1598. 2b2 To the learned, and accomplisht Gen- tleman, Maister Nicholas Blackleech, of Grayes Inne. To you, that know the tuch of true Conceat ; (Whose many gifts I neede not to repeat) I write these Lines : fruits of ynriper yeares ; Wherein my Muse no harder censure feares : Hoping in gentle Worth, you will them take ; Not for the gift but for the giuers sake. 189 SONNET I. To his friend Maister R. L. In praise of Musique and Poetrie. If Musique and sweet Poetrie agree, As they must needes (the Sister and the Brother) Then must the Loue be great, twixt thee and mee, Because thou lou'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is deare ; whose heauenly tuch Vpon the Lute, doeth rauish humaine sense : Spenser to mee ; whose deepe Conceit is such, As passing all Conceit, needs no defence. Thou lou'st to heare the sweete melodious sound. That Fhoebus Lute (the Queene of Musique) makes : And I in deepe Delight am chiefly drownd. When as himselfe to singing he betakes. One God is God of Both (as Poets faigne) One Knight loues Both, and Both in thee remaine. SONNET II. Against the Dispraysers of Foetrie. Chaucer is dead ; and Oower lyes in graue ; The Earle of Surrey, long agoe is gone ; Sir Philip Sidneis soule, the Heauens haue ; George Gascoigne him beforne, was tomb'd in stone. Yet, tho their Bodies lye full low in ground, (As euery thing must dye, that earst was borne) Their lining fame, no Fortune can confound ; Nor euer shaU their Labours be forlorne. And you, that discommend sweete Poetrie, (So that the Subiect of the same be good) Here may you see, your fond simplicitie ; Sith Kings haue fauord it, of royall Blood. The King of Scots (now lining) is a Poet, As his LepantOy and his Furies shoe it. 190 A REMEMBEANCE OE SOME ENGLISH POETS. LITJE Spenser euer, in thy Fairy Queene : Whose like (for deepe Conceit) was neuer scene : Crownd mayst thou bee, vnto thy more renowne, (As King of Poets) with a Lawrell Crowne. And Danielli praised for thy sweet-chast Verse : ^ Whose Eame is grav'd on Rosamonds blacke Herse. Still mayst thou Hue : and still be honored, Eor that rare Worke, The White Rose and the Red. And Drayton, whose wel- written Tragedies, And sweete Epistles, soare thy fame to skies. Thy learned Name, is sequall with the rest ; Whose stately Numbers are so well addrest. And Shakespeare thou, whose hony-flowing ^ Vaine, (Pleasing the World) thy Praises doth obtaine.' Whose Venus^ and whose Lucrece (sweete, and chaste) Thy Name in fames immortall Booke haue plac't. Liue euer you, at least in Eame Hue euer : WeU may the Bodye dye, but Eame dies neuer.^ AN ODE. AS it fell vpon a Day, In the merrie Month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade, * Which a groue of Myrtles made, Beastes did leape, and Birds did sing, Trees did grow, and Plants did spring : ' 1605, no capital V. * Ibid, no hyphen and no capital V. ^ Ibid. " thy praises doth containe." * Ibid, no capital V. * Ibid. Finis after this ' Remembrance.' Euery An Ode. 191 Euery thing did banish mone, Saue the Nightingale alone. Shee (poore Bird) as all forlorne, Leand her Breast vp-till a Thome, And there sung the dolefulst Ditty, That to heare it was great Pitty. Fie, fie, fie, now would she cry Teru Teru, by and by : That to heare her so complaine. Scarce I could from Teares refraine : Por her griefes so liuely showne. Made me thinke vpon mine owne. Ah (thought I) thou mournst in vaine ; None takes Pitty on thy paine : Senslesse Trees, they cannot heere thee ; Buthlesse Beares, they will not cheer thee. King Fandion, hee is dead : All thy friends are lapt in Lead. All thy fellow Birds doe singe, Carelesse of thy sorrowing. Whilst as fickle Portune smilde, Thou and I, were both beguilde. Euerie one that flatters thee. Is no friend in miserie : Words are easie, like the winde ; PaithfuU friends are hard to finde : Euerie man will bee thy friend, Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend : But if store of Crownes be scant, No man will supply thy want. If 192 An Ode. If that one be prodigall, Bountiful!, they will him call : And with such-like flattering, Pitty but hee were a King. If he bee adict to vice, Quickly him, they will intice. If to Woemen hee be bent, They haue at Commaundement. But if Fortune once doe frowne, Then farewell his great renowne : They that fawnd on him before, Vse his company no more. Hee that is thy friend indeed, Hee will helpe thee in thy neede : If thou sorrowe, hee will weepe ; If thou wake, hee cannot sleepe : Thus of euerie griefe, in hart Hee, with thee, doeth beare a Part. These are certaine signes, to knowe EaithfuU friend, from flatt'ring foe. WRITTEN, AT THE REQUEST OE A GENTLEMAN, VNDER A GENTLEWOMANS PICTURE. Even as Apelles could not paint Campaspes face aright. Because Campaspes Sun-bright eyes did dimme Apelles sight : Euen so, amazed at her sight, her sight, all sights excelling, Like Nyobe the Painter stoode, her sight his sight expelling : Thus Art and Nature did contend, who should the Victor bee. Till Art by Nature was supprest, as all the worlde may see. 193 AN EPITAPH VPON THE DEATH, OF SIR PHILIP SIDKEY, KNIGHT : LORD-GOUERNOUR OF VLISING. THAT England lost, that Learning lov'd, that euery mouth commended, That fame did prayse, that Prince did rayse, that Countrey so defended, Here lyes the man : lyke to the Swan, who knowing shee shall die, Doeth tune her voice vnto the Spheares, and scomes Mortalitie. Two worthie Earls his vncles were ; a Lady was his Mother ; A Knight his father ; and himselfe a noble Countesse Brother. Belov'd, bewaild; aliue, now dead; of all, with Teares for euer ; Here lyes Sir Philip Sidneis Corps, whom cruell Death did seuer. He liv'd for her, hee dyde for her ; for whom he dyde, he lined : graunt (0 God) that wee of her may neuer be de})riued. AN EPITAPH VPON THE DEATH OF HIS AUNT, MISTRESSE ELIZABETH SKRYMSHER. OE here beholde the certaine Ende, of euery lluing wight : No Creature is secure from Death, for Death will haue his Right. He spareth none : both rich and poore, both young and olde must die ; So fraile is flesh, so short is Life, so sure Mortalitie. L When first the Bodye Hues to Life, the soule first dies to sinne : And they that loose this earthly Life, a heauenly Life shall winne, If they Hue weU : as well she liv'd, that lyeth Vnder lieere ; Whose Vertuous Life to all the Worlde, most plainly did appeere. Good to tlie poore, friend to the rich, and foe to no Degree : A President of modest Life, and peorelesse Chastitie. Who louing more, Who more belov'd, of euerie honest mynde ? Who more to Hospitalitie, and Clemencie inclinde Then she ? that being buried here, lyes wrapt in Earth below ; From whence wee came, to whom wee must, and bee as shee is now, A Clodd of Clay : though her pure soule in cndlesso Blisse doeth rest ; loving all loy, the Place of Peace, j)re])arod for the blest : Where holy Angells sit and sing, before the King of Kings ; Not mynding worldly Vanities, but onely heavenly Things. Vnto which loy, Vnto which Blisse, Vnto which r hu*o of Pleui^ure, God graunt that wee may come at last, t'inioy that heauenly Treasure. Which to obtaino, to Hue as shee hath done let us endeuor ; That we may Hue witli Clurist himselfe (above) that Hues for ouor. 2c 194 A COMPARISON OF THE LIEE OE MAN. Mans life is well compared to a feast, Eurnisht with choice of all Varietie : To it comes Tyme ; ^ and as a bidden guest Hee sets ^ him downe, in Pompe and Maiestie ; The three-folde Age ^ of Man, the Waiters bee. Then with an * earthen voyder (made of clay) Comes Death, & takes the table clean away. FINIS. » 1605, no capital T. ^ Ibid. ' sits.' Ihid. no capital A. « Ibid. ' a. V. FROM ENGLAND'S HELICON. 1600. 2c2» Note.— From " England's Helicon : " 1600 (Sign H. 1 and 2). Like " As it fell vpon a day," as it appears in E. H. " The Vnknowne Sheepheards Complaint " is signed Ignoto ; but seeing that " As it fell vpon a day " is known from other sources to be Barnefield's, its heading, " Another of the same Sheepheards," enables us to redeem " The Vnknowne Sheepheards Complaint " for Barnefield. This is done for the first time, but it is clear that the somewhat ill-informed editor of " England's Helicon " (John Bodenham ?), though for the moment unaware (or uncertain) of the authorship of either, did know that both belonged to the same Author. See our Introduction on "As it fell vpon a day." Sonnet XV. of the Sonnets with "Cynthia," &c. (p. 91), also appears as "The Shepheards Sonnet" in "England's Helicon," (p. 2), with only slight changes, e. g. in line 1 ' My ' for ' Ah,' ' Ganimede ' for ' Ganymede,' ' swaines ' for 'swains.' His name 'Rich. Barnefield' is added to it. — G. 197 f THE VNKNOWNE SHEEPHEARDS COMPLAINT. My Elocks feede not, my Ewes breede not. My Rammes speede not, all is amisse : Loue is denying, Faith is defying. Harts renying, causer of this. All my merry liggs are quite forgot, All my Ladies loue is lost God wot. "Where her faith was firmely fixt in loue. There a nay is plac'd without remoue. One silly crosse, wrought all my losse, O frowning Fortune, cursed fickle Dame : For now I see, inconstancie More in women then in men remaine. In black mourne I, all feares scorne I, Loue hath forlorne me, lining in thrall : Hart is bleeding, all helpe needing, O cruell speeding, frauglited with gall. My Sheepheards pipe can sound no deale. My Weathers bell rings dolefull knell. My curtaile dogge that wont to haue plaide, Playes not at all, but seemes afraide. With sighs so deepe, procures to weepe, In howling-wise, to see my dolefull plight : How sighs resound, through hartlesse ground, Like a thousand vanquish 'd men in bloody fight. Cleare Wells spring not, sweet birds sing not, Greene plants bring not foorth their die : Heards stand weeping, Flocks all sleeping, Nimphs back peeping fearcfuUy. All our pleasure knowne to vs poore Swaines, All our merry meeting on the Plaines. All our euening sports from vs are fled, All our loue is lost, for Loue is dead. Farewell sweete Loue, thy like nere was. For sweete content, the cause of all my moane : Poore Coridon must Hue alone, Other helpo for him, I see that there is none. l?ie Arras of BarnfiMd/f From. tht/Harldati MS. TMl From' the^ Ishanv MS. Lamport Ectllj,Northamptorv. y^ncfro^ C\^ foffuvi^ /^/iW4,/^ ^/>^^}^tHoi> Morwi^raMi' fronv Marn/i eld's Will cd LijdifieJd. a VI. FROM A MS. IN THE POSSESSION OF SIR CHARLES H. ISHAM, LAMPORT HALL, NORTHAMPTONSHIRE. Note. — The Manuscript, of which there follows for the first time, an exact reproduction, belongs to Sir Charles H. Isham, bart., of Lamport Hall, Northampton. It is a small paper book of eighteen leaves within a vellum skin, which seems a leaf of a Latin treatise. There is one leaf blank, and on the verso of the next the Latin lines on Tarquin and Lucrece begin; and so onward on other ten leaves — the last on one side only. The remainder is blank. Mr. A. J. Horwood is uncharacteristicall}^ inaccurate in his description of the MS. as Richard Barnfield's autograph is not at the end of the MS. but on page 17, in signing the verse-dedication to Sir John Spencer. See our Introduction on what belongs and does not (probably) belong to Barnefield. — G. Tarquinius viso Lucretiae gestu, haec secum absens reuoluit. Sic sedit, sic culta fuit : sic stamina mouit : Neglectae coUo sic iacuere comae, Has habuit vultus, haec illi verba fuerunt : Hie color, haec facies : hie decor oris erat. 2d THE SHEPHERDES CONFESSION. To thy shrifte (greate chaplen of the familie of loue) corns y' passionat shephard of the westerne playnes to confes his faultes & to offer sacrifice for his offences. I haue loud, a foole y' I was & haue obtained, fy blab y* I tell but trustinge to thy secresy let me open that thinge y' w'tting wherof is the greateste contente in loue. when in the blominge of my youth & in the florishinge time of the yere I first tooke vpo me y' charge of a shepherd, Phillis my fath's neighbo'' Daughter draue likewise her fath" flocke. at noone time as it often happens a monge vs shepherds I to a void the heate of the sonne vsed to w*hdraw my self to a foutaine springinge in he"^ sheepgate where beinge my custome to mcete her as on[e] day vnder y" couerlet of a rocke whre gazing on y* cristall streame, in the watry glas, she did see the shadowe of Bellin my rame how he was mouted one the yeaw to p'forme the duty of marra*'g. She asked me what the rame did. I said he got on the yeaws backe to discrie if on the the {sic) hedge were any better food (& holy preist let me confesse my falte) I then spake as I thought buty* wily Phillis p'cevying my simplicity turnes her head and smiles 2d 2 204 The Shepherdes Confession. as if her countenance should say what a foole is this. But longe she had not remaynd thus when on the leaues of a marygolde she saw a busy bee gathring hony. Willie saith shee for so am I cald, shall I be thy bee & sucke tliy hony of thy lips? By the cleerenes of her posicons I hauinge my vnderstandinge now erected replied yee Phillis so y* like y* marigold y" wilt only to my bright beames ly open. O the crafte of women, how putly vpon my wordes did shee frow^ne & turne a way. I affeard of her displeasure said sweet Phil why looke yo" from me ? haue I offended. Dere then turne those eys nay fix them vpon me soe shall the flames thereof in burninge me be iust punishers of mine offence. W"" y* I wold haue initated the gras where on we lay by clasping her in my armes but she t'ninge aside, espies my iuory pipe, and as women delight in faire thinges & yet through theire natures couetousnes doe rather The Shepherdes Confession. 205 take then giue, so now to make p'fit of her anger, she told me by no meanes I shoud enter acquaintance againe vnles franckly and freely I would giue her my white pipe. I made answer y' giue it I could not but if she would lay the browne mazer her mother gaue her to my whistle Vpon any wager I would try the venter, wee a greed & y* bargaine was who in runinge should firste come to the bush at y' bottom of the hill, he should haue the prize, we set forwarde & step for step, stroke for stroke she kept w*h me nay was often times before me till drawinge neere y* marke she begane to fainte & speechles fell downe. I whose mind was more on takingc her vp then on winninge the wager imployd my strength to y* thrusting of her vp againe. This kindnes of mine in shewinge, I neglected my profit in compariso of her suer footing did so deeply p'ce [= pierce] her as shee thought it not enough to giue me y' curious wrought mazer confessinge it to be mine as wone by 206 The Shepherdes Confession. maine speedines but w'h all shee pnted it me replenished w'h a most reviving liquo'. I not to seeme defectiue in curteous bounty gaue her ray pipe, she refusd the p'p'ty [= property] & only craued y^ vse of it to chere vp her spirites when she was in her melancholy dups. Phi: said I if you returne me my pipe yet it is yo's at commaund and as for yo"^ mazer since it is houshold stuf & y* I am no huswif I p"^ thee take it home againe but sweet Phi keepe it neatly, only I desire you woldst bringt a feild adayes, y* when through heat I shall grow thirsty w*h the liquo' thereof I may alay my drought. Thus for y* time we p'ted & often since to y' high delightfuU quenchinge of my most furious flames out of y* ioUy polished mazor haue I caroused. But here is my misfortune, for this offence I come now to aske p'done, my fair tressed Ph amonge other of her delightes kept shut vp in a cage a bird called a wagtaile. him she fed The Shepherdes Confession. 207 w% her owne hand, him she stroked, him she plaid w»hall. I cominge on a time to this cage & pittying to see y' poore foule in captiuitie w'''' was free by the laws of kind vnpent the cage dore & out flue the bird. Ph : findinge her play fellow gone & y* through my falte, O hils O downs into what arage was shee driuen. I was the man y* invied her content, twas I y* had bereaud her of her morninges thought, he' repose at euen, her make [=mate] by day and he' valiant g\iid by night, so y* transported w*h this tempestuos passion away she flinges from me & neu' sine cold I regaine her fauo'. how often sine haue I sued for grace by crowninge those lams w*h garlandes w*'' I knew to be her fauorites. how often haue I brought her a robbin redbreste & told h' y* although he be sulle [:=sullen] & sollitary, yet is he a most kind & faithfuU bird, how often haue I p'sented her y* nighting gale w**" this commend'con y* he vseth to sleepe w**" a pricke at his breste, and yet she scornes my guiftes & w"" despitfull thretninge makes answer to my passionat intreatinges y* vnles I find her lady bird againe 208 The Shepherdes Confession. I must neu' veter to come in her p'nc. I haue so wandred the woodes & made so many a tree brachles for y^ search of this wagtaile as now beinge not able to wag any further, I am com vnto thy shrine sine she will not here me, to confes my greuos fault & offer sacrifice for y* sinne. If my oblacon be of force to moue thy spirit, to fore tell me I shall recou' my La : bird againe who shalbe more bounde to thy holynes then thy poore shephard Willie ? But if my offence haue not merite[d] such fauo' as to say y* truth what can he deserue in y' sight of loue, who hath wilfully lost his wagtaile yet accept this sacrifice w"*" I bringe vnto thee. This viall w"' I offer is a viall of teares w"*" I haue wept for my los w'*" eydew being but small in quantity because y* glas is but little & britel, may as a misticale relik be kept in thy temple to shew maidens should not greue to much for the los of so brikle athinge as is virgins maiden head. Holy father I haue cofesse[d] all I attend thine absolution. Einis. FINIS. The Isham MS. 209 Euery knight of y* order of y* Snuffe shall be well prouided in tearmes concerninge y* candle, as hauinge occasi5 to bid one light y' candle he shall say incense y' candle, for puttinge him in to y* candle sticke, aduance him into his throwne, for snuffing of y' candle he shall say reforme y' candle, for takeinge away y* theefe, assiste y' candle, for fastninge him into y' socket establish y' candle, for stickinge of flowers adorne y' candle ; and if he be taken a way by ratts or mice, he shall say, he is taken prisoner, if he be gnawne he shall say he is indented. 2e 210 The Isham MS. My prime of youth is but a froste of cares. My feaste of Joy is but a dish of paine. My cropp of corne is but a feild of tares. and all my good is but vayne hope of gayne The day is paste and yet I saw no sonne And now I Hue and now my life is donne My tale was harde, and yet it was not told my frute is falne, and yet my leaues are greene My youth is spent and yet I am not old. I saw y* world and yet I was not seene My thread is cut, and yet it is not sponne And now I liue and now my lief is donne. I sought my death and found it in my wombe. I lookt for life and saw it was a shade. The Isham MS. 211 I trod y* yearth and knewe it was my tombe Ajid now I die, and now I was but made My glasse is full and now my glasse is runne And now I liue and now my lief is donne. Answer. Thy prime of youth is frozen w*^ thy f aultes Thy feaste of Joy is finisht w"' thy fall. Thy cropp of come is tares a vayling naughtes Thy good god knowes thy hope, thy happ and all. Short were thy daies and shadow was thy sonne T' obscure thy light vnluckely begunne. Time trieth truth and truth, hath treason tript Thy faith bare fruite, as thou hadste faithlesse beene. 2 E 2 212 The Isham MS. Thine ill spent youth, thyne after yeares haue impte. and god y* sawe thee, hath p'^serud our Queene Her thride still holdes thine perisht thowth vnspune. And she shall Hue when trayters lines are donne. Thou soughtst thy death, and found it in deserte Thou lookst for lief yet lewdly forcd it fade Thou trodst the earth and now in earth thou arte As men may wish y" neu'^ hadst bin made Thy glory and thy glasse are tymeles runne And this (0 Tuchbourne) hath thy Treason donne. FINIS. The Isham MS. 213 INCERTI AUTHORIS. Wife. The double V, is dowble woe The I, is nought but ielosie The F, is fawninge flatterie The E is nought but enmitie. Thus V w*' I, w*' f , w*' E : Brings nothinge els but miserie. Answere. Is double V such double woe Speake of no more then that you knowe. Tis weale, tis wealth, and nothing soe I, Joye is, not iealosie. 214 The Isham MS. P fauor is, not flattery. E is true loues eternytie. Thus, V, w*" I, w**- P, w*" E well consterd is felicitie. FINIS. To the right Wor" Sir John Spenser Knighte Alderman of the honnorable Citty of London and lorde treasurer of Lady pecunia. llie Isham MS. 215 Led by the swifte reporte of winged fame, with golden trumpet soundinge forth your name, To you I dedicate this merry Muse And for my Patron I your fauor chuse. She is a woman shee muste be respected Shee is a Queene she muste not be reiected This is the shaddowe you the substance haue Which substance no we this shaddowe seemes to craue. Richard Barnfild. FINIS. 216 The Isham MS. There is a thinge y* much is vsd tis cauUed loue, by men abusd : they write and sigh and sweare they die when all is done they know they lie, but when they sweare by faith & troth ile sweare they care not for an othe. They firste muste haue a mistres faire and then a fauor for to weare and then they go to flattries skoole and call her wise they knowe a foole but let them sweare by faith and troth ile sweare they care not for an othe. It is a practise in this age to lay theire creditts vnto gage, by wit by vowes by neate attire to conquer that they most desire but let them sweare by faith and troth ile sweare they care not for an othe. FINIS. The Isham MS. 217 EPITAPHIUM. Weepe with mee all yee that reade, this little storie, And knowe for whome these t^eares you shedd deaths selfe is sorrie, It was a childe that so did thriue, in grace and feature, That heauen and nature seemde to striue, whoe owede the creature, Yeeres he numbred scarce thirteene when the destenies tumd cruell Yet three paste zodiacks he had bine our stages Juell 2f 218 The Isham MS. And what wee nowe doe mone he plaide olde men soe duelie, The destinies thought him to be one, he faind soe truelie, And in that error they consented, to his death, But vewinge him since they haue repented and haue sought to giue newe birth in charmes to steepe him : But beinge soe much to good for earth, heauen vowes to keepe him. riNis. The Isham MS. 219 A lustie nutt browne wenche scant woorth y* naminge went downe a staler bearinge a candle flaming : A swagering gallant comming her t'encounter att first approache couragiously would mount her : Shee strongly made resistaunce and did sweare she would bume him by that candle she did beare : Hee blew y* candle out to breake hir vowe she kept her promise still, immagine how. FINIS. 220 The Isham MS. Sweete hart to deale trewly I loue thee not much disdaininge to serue thee thy kindnes is such ; For why thy demeanor commendeth thee not thy bewty vnpleasing the better my lott : Then sweete I assure you ile loue you not more, refusinge to loue you which loued you before. FINIS. NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS. 2o Notice. — It is thought well to call attention to certain Shakesperean parallels and words that are pointed out in the following Notes and Illustrations, viz. : The Affectionate Shepheard, 11. 1-2; St. i.-ii.; St. iv. 1. 3; St. viii. 1. 4; St. xi. 1. 5; St. xviii. 1. 2; St. XXII. 1. 5; St. XXVIII. 1. 3; St. xxx. 1. 4; St. xxxv. 11. 5-6; The Second Darfs Lamen- tation, St. I. 1. 4; St. III. 1. 2; St. xiii. 1. 3; St. xvi. 1. 1; St. xviii. 1. 3; St. xxiii. 1. 4; St. XL. 1. 2; The Shepheard'' s Content, St. xxxvii. 1. 3; Cynthia, St. ii. 1. 3; St. III. 1. 6; Sonnet x. ; Cassandra, page 108, St. ii. 11. 1-2; ihid. page 111, St. i.; ibid. page 118, St. I.; ibid, page 125, St. in. 11. 1-2; ibid, page 127, St. ii.; The Encomion on Lady Pecunia, page 144, St. in. 1, 2. In all these places something will be found worth-while. G. NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS. /. The Affectionate Shepheard. Verse-dedication to the Lady Penelope Ritch (Rich), the Stella of Sir PhiUp Sidney's *' Astrophel and Stella," the brilliant and unfortunate sister of the equally brilliant and unfortunate Robert Earl of Essex. Lines 1-2, " Angeliqne eyes Are vestall Candles of sweet Beauties Treasure." Cf. Shakespeare: "those gold candles fixed in heaven's air," (Sonnet xxi. 12) Read the whole Sonnet, though it is only incidentally that it applies to Barnfield. See also " The Second Day's Lamen- tation," St, XXV. 1, 2, *• Thine eyes for candles'' Line 5, " toy " = trifle. Second Title (p, 8), The Teares, &c. Thomas "Watson's " Teares of Fancie or Loue Disdained " (1593) probably suggested this secondary title. The Poem. St. i.-n. On the " conceit " of the love of a " boy " by a man, see the Epistle to Cynthia. This is one of various examples that go to explain the form of some of Shakespeare's sonnets, on which I hope to write fully and sstisfyingly in a Life of Shakespeare's Southampton, being prepared. Meantime be it noted that like the opening of Venus and Adonis, the Affectionate Shepheard seems founded on the proverbial saying referred to by Shakespeare : " Like a red mom that ever yet bctokcn'd wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field, sorrow to Shepherds" (Lines 453-455). Thus l)Oth indicate by their first words the tragic or moumful nature of the song or poem. 2g2 224 Notes and Illustrations. St. I. line 6, ''7 came, I saw:" reminiscence of Caesar's " Veni, vidi, [vici.]" „ II. ,, 2, " trust " = trussed, i. e. tied. „ II. „ 4, " enamels : " For rhyme's sake with ' tramels,' (line 2) the verb singular is made to agree with the first nominative ' pearle.' „ III. ,, 1, " alablaster " == alabaster. So too the name of Dr. Alabaster is spelled contemporaneously. „ III. „ 3,'^blin:" A variant form of *' Zm " = to cease. Halliwell adduces this from Wright's Political Songs (p. 212), " Mon that loveth falsnesse and nule never blyne^ So Spenser also: " For nathemore for that spectacle bad Did th' other two their cruell vengeance 5/ira." (F. Q. b. 3, c. 5, 22, 11. 6-7.) „ IV. „ 3, " Elues " = elvish, as in Shakespeare, " elvish marked," i. e. disfigured by fairies ? Or query = young cattle, as in Tusser — used playfully in either case. „ IV. „ 5, Read ' of her [he] was ' or * of her was [he].' „ IV. „ 6, "proued " == tried. „ V. „ 1, " too " = to. On this entire stanza it may be remarked that while of course Lady Rich was not Guendolen, it is yet possible that the veiled allusion may have been to the loves of Sydney and Lady Rich. It is difficult to account for the stanza otherwise, as it has no bearing on the story. „ VI. „ 1, Punctuate "hapned; " „ VII. „ 6, " waft " = wafted. The * ed ' or ' t ' of the past participle of verbs in ' t ' was not unfrequently elided or rejected. „ vni. „ 4, " amorous " = full of love, love-charged. So Shakespeare : "his amorous spoil" (Compl. 1. 154); "my amorous tale" (Much Ado about Nothing, i. 1). „ XI. ,, 5, " 7nore hard than Adamant or Steele." So Barnabe Barnes in Elegie xx. line 34 (Parthenophil and Parthenophe). So Shakespeare (Mids. N. Dream, ii. 2): " You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant." „ XIV. „ 3, " curse and ban ;" These synonyms are used for emphasis of repetition, which was a common contemporary practice in English. In general one word is a synonym or paronyme of the other, but derived from a diff"erent language, " Chop and change " is another example. Ban = to curse. „ XV. „ 2, ^' sugred:" frequently. It is often used by Sydney. St. XV. »» XVI, n XVIII. >» XVIII. Notes and Illustrations. 225 line 4, see II. xxv. „ 3. The constniction is, Then he (That now sight, i.e. the writer's sight) and I, &c. „ 1, " wrests " = wrists. Note the spelling. „ 2, '' crownets ^^ = coronets. So in Shakespeare, e.g. "their crownets regal" (Troilus and Cre&s. prol. line 6); "in his livery walked crowns and crownets " (Antony and Cleop. v. 2). But in the text the meaning is rather * bracelets.' „ XIX. „ 4, " play the kunts-vp : " We take the following from Halliwell : " Mr. Collier has printed a very curious song, from which it appears that the hunts-up was known as early as 28 Henry VIII. The following extract will show the nature of it : " The hunt is up, the hunt is up, &c. The Masters of Art and Doctors of Divinity Have brought this name out of good unity. Three noblemen have this to stay,— My lord of Norfolk, Lord of Surrey, And my Lord of Shrewsbury, The Duke of Suffolk might have made England merry." Ibid. „ 5, *'coofe" = cot. Cf. St. xxix. line 2, of "The Shepheard's Content." St. XX. „ 5, " well:" = a welling spring. „ XXI. „ 6, " eughes " = yews. „ XXII. „ b,"Ladon:" A river in Arcadia. — Halliwell. „ XXII. ,, 5, " noyse" = concert of sweet sounds, as in a " noise of musicians." This was its earlier and later sense, t. e. of a set or company of musicians, e. g. Sneak's noise ( Shakespeare) or Rupert's noise meant Sneak's or Rupert's set of players or band. Similarly George Herbert, in 106. The Familie : line 1 : " What doth this noise of thoughts within my heart As if they had a part ? " and again, 144. Aaron: line 8, " s noise of passions ringing me for dead" (Herbert's Works, in P. W. L. and in The Aldine Poets.) „ xxiii. „ 6, "mt71-«" = a white delicate bait; but used probably by con- straint for a rhyme with " silko ; " albeit it may be remembered that (milk) white and bright baits are very attractive to some fish. 'Abide' (line 8) is another word used in stress of rhyme. „ XXIV. „ 6, " Syrinx : " An Arcadian nymph who, flying from Pan, wu 226 Notes and Illustrations. turned into a reed, which was afterwards made into a pipe by the pursuer. — Halliwell. St. XXV. line 3, " ceruices : " The sorb apple, of which Parkinson reckons four kinds, one being the red chesse apple or English wild service. *' Chesse " was probably another provincial name for it. „ XXVI. „ 2, " brauer trees " = handsomer or finer. „ XXVII. „ 2-3, " light." Cf. Legend of Cassandra for like playing on " light " (p. 125, St. ii. line 6). ,, XXVIII. „ S, "prickets:" Bucks of the second year. — Halliwell. Perhaps " haunt " is a misprint for " hunt," although the former gives a good meaning = follow importunately. As Shakespeare, " I do haunt thee in the battle thus " (1 Henry IV. v. 3) and " did haunt you in the field" (Troilus and Cressida, iv. 1). „ XXIX. „ 2, ^'garden plot." So Tusser and Herbert frequently: = a space separated for a garden. „ XXX. „ 3, " Spyke " = Lavender. — Halliwell. But *' lavender " has been already named in a previous stanza (line 6). Perhaps " of another kind" as in The Second Day's Lament. St. vii. of the " pidgeons." Ibid. „ 4, ^'■The scarlet-dyed carnation bleeding yet" The idea of a bleeding flower gives additional grace to one of the most beautiful passages in Shakespeare: " Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell; It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound." Halliwell [Mids. N. Dr. ii. 2.] Ibid. „ 5, '• sauery" a still used vegetable. Ibid. „ 5, " mai'gerum " = marjoram. Ibid. „ 6, '■^ good for the blinde: " According to Gerard, p. 537, " eiebright stamped and laid upon the eies, or the juice thereof, mixed with white wine, and dropped into the eies, or the destilled water, taketh awaie the darknesse and dimnesse of the eies, and cleereth the sight." — Halliwell. St. XXXI. „ 4:, '^ flour cald sops-in-wine." Pinks. — Halliwell. Sic, but " pinks " have been already named in line 1. Ibid. „ 5,"bootes." The marsh marigold. According to Gerard, p. 671, this name for the plant was current only " in Cheshire and those parts." — Halliwell. Notes and Illustrations. 227 St. xxxiii. line 2, *^ti/ce'" = entice. In Marlowe, frequently. „ XXXV. „ 5, 6, " I loue thee for thy gifts, she for hir pleasure ; I for thy Vertue, she for Beauties treasure." Cf. Shakespeare's 20th Sonnet: " since she pick'd thee out for women's pleasure, Mine be thy love, and thy loves use their treasure." „ XXXVII. „ 1, An error here. Transpose and read " But I that lou'd." Cf. St. XXXVI. line 5, " Then She." Ibid. „ 4, "their beauties baning : " Used either substantively = beauties' baning, with the baning of their beauties — and this might then represent banning (metri gr.) ; or = that now behold me baning (or banning) me with their beauties. Line 5, " Thy bane" i. e. thy ban or curse, (metaphorically) my bale, t. e. woe, or that cause my woe. Th« Second Dayes Lamentation : St. I. line 4, '^ the christall fmintaines:" "Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams." Mids. N. Dream, iii. 2. — Halliwell. „ II. ,, 5, 6, Cf. The Isham MS. in Answer to Tychbome (pp. 211-12) — which is a confirmation of Bamfield's authorship of it. „ III. „ 2, " Receauing cisternes,'" ^c. Cf. Lucrece — Lucrece and maid weeping " Like ivory conduits coral cisterns filling" (line 1234). „ VI. „ 3, Cf. A Remembrance of Some English Poets. „ VII, „ 3, "ruff-footed" = hatheredlega. „ VIII. „ 2, " boult " = a short blunt-topped arrow. „ IX. „ 1, "springes " = snares : a dissyllable. Ibid. „ if"grype:" A griffin. — Halliwell. ^Sic. but query * a vulture'? Cf. Humfrey Giff'ord's " Posie : " ** Whei:e scorched harts dispaire and anguish gnaw, Lyke greedy Gripes, that peck Prometheus' maw." (Of the vncontented estate of Loners.) Ibid. „ 5, " sparrow calls " = whistles to imitate their " call," and so entrap the birds. St. X. „ 3, " sweake : " query ♦ bill-hook ? ' Both • prop ' and * sweake ' seem to refer to things used in snaring. Ibid. „ 4, " Cyparissus selfe: " a boy of Cea, a son of Telephus, beloved of Apollo and Zcphyrus or Silvanus. Having by misadventure killed a favourite stag, he was overwhelmed with grief and 228 Notes and Illustrations. was metamorphosed into a cypress. — (Ovid. Met. x. 120, &c.) Probably this line was meant to be within ( ). St. X. line 5, " oozels " = blackbirds. Cf. St. xxxix. line 5. ,, XI. ,, 1, " hare-pypes " = snares for catching hares. Ihid. „ 1, " a muset hole " == a hole through which a hare goes to escape when hunted. Ibid. „ 4, " splent " = a flat thin sliver of wood. Ibid. „ 4, " lythe : " == soft. The word, like pliant or pliable, supposes a certain amount of rigidity and resiliency. St. XII. „ 6, "Bunnell:" a dried hemp-stalk. Cumb. (Wright). Was it infused as tea? Ibid. „ 5, ^^ perry : " the fermented juice of pears, as cyder from apples. St. XIII. „ 1, read "pleasant-noted " certainly. „ XIII. ,, 3, " white as whale : " i'. c. as whale-bone. " This is the flower that smiles on eueryone That show his teeth as white as whales bone." Love's Labour's Lost, v. 2. „ XIV. „ 1, " lardarie" = a larder." Ibid. „ 2, " crachnelV = a well-browned or crisp cake: but it seems to be used for any food well browned. Ibid. „ 3, " ill-pleasing eye " = eye ill or not willing to be pleased or difficult to please. Or, qu. ' pleasing ill ' ? Ibid. „ 5, " coate " = the simple coat of a shepheard. St. XVI. „ 1, " a race of ginger." Cf. Shakespeare in Winter's Tale (iv. 2), " a race or two of ginger." „ xviii. „ 3, " mend my misse." Does this not elucidate Venus and Adonis, line 53 " blames her miss " ? (= misbehaviour ?). „ XIX. „ 2, " girdle-steed" i. e. girdle-place, viz. the waist. So home-stead or steed. „ XXI. „ 3, " odiOMs" = hateful or ofi'ensive, as "comparisons are odious." „ XXII. „ 3, " cZoyc? ;" strange use of the word. Cf. Ivi. Humfry Gifford in his Fosie of Gillqflowers (1580) also has it thus : — " Haue not thy head so cloyd with worldly cares " {A Lesson for all estates: our edition, p. 96). „ xxiii. „ 4, " my louely faire : " compare A Mids. N. Dream, i. 1. " O, happy fair ! Your eyes are lode-stars." — Halliwbll. Notes and Illustrations. 229 St. XXVI 1!. line „ XXVIII. „ »» XXIX. „ „ XXXVI. „ „ XL. „ Ibid. „ Ibid. „ Ibid. „ Ibid. St. XLI. XLIII. „ „ XLIV. „ „ XLV. „ Ibid. „ „ XLVIII. „ Ibid. Ibid. ,, 1, " light," i. e. lighted. 6, *' Lest climing high thou catch too great a fait." A reminiscence of the well-known anecdote of Elizabeth and Raleigh. 4, " 'steeme " = esteem. 6, ^* Fame is toombles:" See Complaint of Chastitie, St. ix. line 7 (p. 55). 2, "/c/Z " = skin. So Shakespeare : " their fells, you know, art- greasy." (As You Like It, iii. 2). 3, " weather " = wether, sheep. 5, "fautors," abettors. 6, "«^sA:" soft, delicate. See Notes and Queries (4th Series). The meaning is, white kine are * nesh ' or delicate, black are strong : black coney skins dear, grey ones cheap. 6, " cheap alway " = altogether or very cheap. 4, ** inuented " =^ discovered (Latin), as the Invention of the Cross. 2, " dammasin "' = damson (plum) ; in line 3 " Bullas " = bullace (plums). Wheaton = wheat-plum : a variety. (Bailey, s. v.) 1, 3, ** beaver: " Cf. Juvenal, xii. 34 : " imitatus, castora, qui se Eunuchum ipse facit, cupiens evadere, damno Testiculorum. — Halliwell. Humfrey Gifford in his " Posie of Gillowflowers" (1580) has the same odd illustration. See our edition and relative note. 1 , " crimbling " = crumbling. To " crimme "is to ' crumbi*' ' bread. 1 , ^^ Diamonds : " alluding to the more rare and therefore more costly dark or coloured or black tliauKiuds. Similarly the dark grey pearl (line 5) is the more sought for: an XVIII. -XIX. »> xvni. line 5> XXI. )» 5» XXV. ?5 )» XXVI I. >» „ XXVIII. „ „ XXIX. „ Ibid. „ Ibid. „ „ XXXIII. it XXXV. ,, „ XXXVI. „ 232 Notes and Illustrations. Sonnet. Page 51, line 4, ^' fresh:" See our Introduction on Mr. Collier's correction of this line. =• freshet, or sudden coming of Winter. The Complaint of Chastitie Michel Drayton (spelled Drey ton). It seems impossible at this day to determine what is true and what false in the stories about Maude or Matilda Fitzwalter. Dugdale, who doubtless investigated the subject thoroughly, came to no settled conclusion, but simply said, " It is by some thus 7'eported," viz. " that this Robert Fitzwalter having a very beautiful daughter called Maude residing at Dunmow, the King frequently solicited her chastity, but, never prevailing, grew so enraged that he caused her to be privately poisoned, and that she was buried at the south side of the quire at Dunmow, between two pillars there." Some accounts say that she was poisoned through her liquors, and others by means of an egg. The whole or most of it seems a monkish invention. St. I. line 6, ^' tainted" = tmted. So John Weever : "their rosie-tainted features." (Epigrammes, 1599 : No. 22.) „ II. ,, 5, " cousener " = cozener. „ VII. „ 4, " ones " = once. „ VIII. „ 7, "In that pure shrine" &c. = the shrine of immortal Virginity. Cf. Lines to his Mistresse before Cynthia, St. ii. line 7 : "In that clear Temple of eternal Fame." „ IX. ,, 1, " dooTOC "= judgment or verdict. Ibid. „ 2, " still-vading " = fleeting. This may be added to the collec- tions of examples of the distinction between " fading " and " vading " as elsewhere noted by us. Ibid. „ 7, " toomblesse." Cf. The Second Day's Lamentation, St. xxxvi. line 6. In other words — immortal, does not die. See our Introduction on this noticeable phrase. II. Cynthia, with certaine Sonnets and the Legend of Cassandra. Epistle Dedicatory. William, Earl of Darby. This was the sixth Earl. He married, 26th June 1594, Elizabeth, eldest daughter of Edward Vere, seventeenth Earl of Oxford, and had issue. He died in 1642 In various ways this Epistle recalls Shakespeare's— as elsewhere to be discussed by us. Notes and Illustrations. 233 Epistle to the Readers. The " one name " here spoken of is Elizabeth, i. e. Queen Elizabeth, who was flatteringly called Cynthia, Vesta, &c., &c., and his own lady- love, who must have been an Elizabeth. See close of Ode, page 102 ; also Cassandra, page 115. 7\ T. in commendation of the Author. Query : Thomas Tuke, whose curious poera of the " Breaden God " is given in the Fuller Worthies' Library Miscellanies Line 1, " that " = he, that reares „ 2 = Where did mask love — or, a change to the passive giving the sense better. Where was masked [his] love — the nonage of his skill. Love is to be taken as his (Barnfield's) love or affection as declared, though in a disguised manner in the poem; and "nonage of his skill " as a descriptive epithet of this written love that depreciated The Affectionate Shepheard in favour of these later poems, and also expressed the under- age of the Author. ,, 4, ^- by-dipt " =bi-cleft, two-forked, two-top})ed Parnassus. „ 7, 'Uou'df/eas^d" = loved of gods, feared of men. To his Mistresse. St. I. line 2, " president " = precedent. „ HI. „ S,*^thei/:" The reference is to "curious ears" of which "each curious ear " is part. Ci/nthia. St. I. „ 1. A slip — neuer mortall eye was beheld for 'did behold.' „ II. „ 9, " ro«< " = a crowd. Ibid. „ 8, "for to." So Marlowe and others, Greene especially ; Shake- speare rarely, and except as a colloquialism it seems speedily to have gone out of date. Consult Schmidt's Shakespeare Lexicon, s. v. St. III. ,, 6, " Wherein Art stroue tcith nature." An anticipation of Ben flonson's famous lines on Shakespeare's portrait. „ IV. ,, 9, " il-beseeming grace.'^ Query — grace or beauty ominous of ill or evil? Or is it a misprint for al [all] -beseeming 7 Or perhaps the reference is to the after-doscribod vexeil appearamv of " the rout of heavenly race." „ V. „ 4, " reaW -= reel or tarn swiftly. 234 Notes and Illustrations. St. VI. „ VIII. „ IX. Ibid. St. X. Ibid. St. XI. XVI. XVIII. line 9, " a light " = a-light or lighted, i.e. a lamp a-light. ,, 8, " Laomedon : " Paris. „ 2, "resolued" = dissolved. Cf. Cassandra, page 106, line 2. „ 3, " Pheares " = feres, i.e. companions. „ 5, "^nW/«Z" = trundled. So '■ crimbling chalk' for 'crumbling' (Affec. Shep. Sec. Day's Lam. St. xliv. line 1). „ 7, " Pulcherimce " = for the fairest. „ 5, " censure " = judgment or verdict, as before. ' Shee ' is Pallas. Juno pointing to Pallas says quotli she — "Nor from .... flie . . . . though .... gole." „ 6, = and soe doe we quoth Palhas ; [quoth] Venus, — nor will I, &c. A more intelligible punctuation would be : " And so do we," Quoth Pallas, — Venus, " Nor will I obey." ,. 4, Appears to refer 'forme,' to Juno — fame, to IVIinerva — love, to Venus — life, i.e. future manner of life, to Paris— in accordance with the promised gift of the winning goddess. An example all this of the conceitful sentences of the time. Note this great praise of Elizabeth. ,, 2, '■' priche" = the mark aimed at by archers (a more difficult one than the ordinary butt). Thus as praise followed a successful shot there came the saying, ' the prick and praise.' It will be observed that ' The Conclusion ' differs in form in every way from the previous stanzas, the rhyming being couplet, &c. Sonnets : Sonnet i. Ibid. Sonnet v. 8, Punctuate ' tearmeth ' with, (a period). " Two stars,^^ ^'c. == These stars [his eyes] vail their light when other [stars] shine [«'. e. at night]. But, when these others vanish, then do these star-eyes add glory to the sun. 4, " Ti-ent." It is pleasing to find Barnfield remembering the river of his native county. 5-8, Cf. Barnabe Barnes, as before. Close. The conceit seems to be the old belief that one received the vigour and youth of a young bed-fellow, e. g. the example of David in his old age. Notes and Illustrations. 235 Sonnet vii. li. 11, Cyparissue ivas Siluanus ioy. See the Second Day's Lamen- tation, St. X. line 4, and relative note. ,, IX. „ 2, '■^forlorne" i.e. [being] forlome. „ X. „ This (and indeed the whole of these Sonnets) like " Cynthia ' likewise illustrates the form of Shakespeare's Sonnets, as before. At line 12 I remove the H of It — a piintor's error or early Cockneyism. „ XIII. „ 11, '* thy imbracing Loiter :" Lily is not the epithet of thy imbracing lover, but thy imbracing lover is the epithet applied to the lily, and his whiteness, lines 13, 14, is the lily. The conceit is the amorous war of the lily and rose, the white and red in his cheeks. 12, "fAe" = thee. 14, " vades." See note and reference in Complaint of Chastitie, st. ix. line 2. ' Raing'sl ' = rangest. This appeared in England's Helicon. See onward. 11, "/ee's" = fees. 3, Cf. The Affec. Shep. St. xv. lines 3-4. 12, This explains Cassandra, line 6. 10, ^^ Rowland: " the poetical name of Drayton. An Ode. On this see our Introduction (§2. Bibliographical and Critical). Ibid. Ibid. Sonnet XV. >j XVI. » XVII Ibid. Sonnet XX. ///. Cassandra. " Night-Miisiques King." Here the nightingale is male; in the Complaint of Poetrie (page 163) female, and in •♦As it fell," &c. " soften : " i'. e. his mistress Eliza. The moan of Daphnis and ought to have been within " ". line 6, See Sonnet xvii. line 6. 1, Cf. Affec. Shep. i. St. ii. and in. 3, " impalled " = paled in or surrounded, impaled- 6, " sutes " = takes the form of 5, '* Tyara ; " = a head-dress, turban, or coronet, and is surely used in error here. Page 108, ,, II. „ 4, "ZfiM." sic. Qu. Biss, i. «. Elizabetli again— a Yeiled compliment to the Poet's " Eliza " ? albeit not the »ge 97, line 3, „ 98, ») 14. ,, jy. >> 9-10 „ 103, , St . I. Ibid. M II. Ibid. )t 11. ,. 104, 1 )t II. Ibid. n III. 236 Notes and Illustrations. happiest. Could ' lass ' be intended ? So in the Ode " My flocks feed not " — Farewell sweet lass, Thy like ne'er was. where is the same rhyme-word of ' was'. Page 108, St. ii. line 1-2. Cf. Shakespeare : " And on his neck her yoking arms she throws " (Venus and Adonis, line 592). So in parallel vyith " iuory necke " there is Shakespeare's " Since I haue hemmed thee here, Within the crescent of this ivory pale " {Ibid, lines 229-230;. Ibid. „ 5, " compiles : " so in Lady Pecunia, p. 153, St. iii. line 1 . So in Barnabe Barnes, Madr. xxv. line 8, &c. and Nicholas Breton in his title-pages, &c. Ibid. „ III. „ 4, '■'' firmnesse'" = stedfastness. Page 110, ,, III. ,, 3, " aluanj" = alveary, a bee-hive, from alvearium. Ibid. at end, " Muliere " {sic). ,, 111, ,, I. Cf. Venus and Adonis (\mQ %\h, &Q,.). „ 112, „ I. „ 1, "TAew," query 'Him'? „ 114, „ III. „ 6. ^'■Endymion's loue,^' i.e. Cynthia. „ 115, „ III. „ 2, " rewoi^'ffiecZ " = renowned : the contemporary and later spelling. „ 116, „ I. „ 6, " reiy " = pity. See Notes and Illustrations to Barnabe Barnes. „ 117, „ I. „ 3, " Aare-Jram'cZ;" imsettled, wild, fluttered — as a pursued hare. Ibid. „ III. „ 6, '* Lemman " = paramour. Page 118, St. I. Cf. again Venus and Adonis, line 594, and context. Ibid. ,, III. ,, 4, See a similar line in Lady Pecunia, St. xviii. The metaphor was a common one about this time. „ 124, ,, II. „ 6, " brennish " == brinish. „ 125, ,, II. „ 5, ^^ Wight. -^^ another example of 'wight' as feminine. Ibid, „ III. „ 1-2 : " Now silent night drew on ; when all things sleepe, Saue theeues, and cares " Cf. Rape of Lucrece, lines 125-6 : " And every one to rest himself betakes, Save thieves, and cares " „ 127, „ II. Cf. Venus and Adonis and RajJe of Lucrece, as before. Notes and Illustrations. 237 IV. The Encomion of Lady Pecunia. To the Gentlemen Readers " a Subiect both new (as hauing neuer beene written vpon before)" &c. " The Massacre of Money " (1602) followed not preceded. Page 136, *' Pessenius" == Pescenius Niger. „ 137, St. II. line 6, "angels: " a play on the name of coins so called and the heavenly creatures. „ 138, „ I. „ 6, ^'counter:" a pun on being put in the 'Counter' or .prison for debt. So in next stanza (1. 2.) 1 , Punctuate * why,'. 4, 6, and St. ii. lines 3, 5, " crosse:" the reference is to the cross of the coinage. Line 8 " liiine " = cease. 4. See Cassandra, p. 118. 2, " Occupation." Cf. Shakespeare on ' occupi/.^ 4. Punctuate " Since, fall,". 4, *' ragd " = ragged. 4, " slip:" a pun on slip, i.e. a base or forged coui. 6, *' blush " = the copper shines through. Can this use of ^flourish ' be paralleled ? 4, " Docke : " = pack, as before. Elizabeth did see to the reform and purification of the coinage. This Stanza shows that Barnfield was a Protestant. 1, "pretended'''' = set forth. 1605. The praise of James here is moderate compared with the incense that was offered him contem- poraneously. 3, " list : " = if it be her desire or pleasure. Quotation from 1605, St. in. line 5, " his life " is probably a misprint for " her life," for Bounty in the Complaint of Poetrie is feminine (pp. 159, 160, &c.): moreover the feminine is more appropriate when speaking of Bounty as hoping to have been sainted with the Virgin Queen. Page 151, St. I. „ 5, •« Then " = than, i.e. Tlian matter would. 2 I „ 139, >> III „ 141, j> I. ., 142, )) III. M 144, „ 145, „ 146, jj 1. Ibid. )> Ill „ 147, ,♦ 1. Ibid. j> II. „ 148, »» II. Ibid. » III. »ge 149, St. II. Ibid. Ibid. M III. Ibid. 163, „ II. 165, „ II. 168, „ II. 238 Notes and Illustrations. Page 151, St. III. „ 1, Punctuate with comma after 'more.' „ 152, „ II. „ 5, " c/?//9« " = clipped — a play on ' embrace ' and the crime of * clipping ' the coinage. The Complaint of Poetrie, ^c. This may be compared with Breton's Will of Wit (in our Chertsey Worthies' Library edition of his complete Works) ; where the argu- ment between the Poet and Soldier as to who most merited commendation is well sustained. Page 161, St. I. line 4. Punctuate pen : or . See note on page 97. 4, " Beate : " Qu. bait ? 5, " wight." Another example of ' wight ' as feminine. See also pp. 153, 170. „ 169, „ I. The construction here is (as elsewhere) The Merchant's wife that leaues her Loue, the Tender-harted Mother, whose Sonne warre, &c. In line 3 delete comma and the first; „ 172, „ I. „ 4, The construction is — And yet she was be loved of me least, i. e. she loved me least. The Combat betweene Conscience and Covetousnesse, ^c. Page 179, line 9, " sobe?-, sad." See our full note on "sad" in our edition of Marvell, vol. i. Glossarial Index s. v. Ibid. „ \Q, '^fur:" a play on "fur" (for ladies dress) and "fur" the Latin for thief. Page 182, „ 7, " Aurice : " The correct reading as shown by scansion must be " Auarice — but A | uarice | in Eue | ,, 183, ,, 5. Delete comma after ' refraine ' = refraine from; but Barn- field's punctuation is very often wrong. Ibid. „ 8, "Woe-7nan man woe:" Cf. Barnabe Barnes, Sonnet xi. line 4, " No man but woman would haue sinned so." (Parthenophil and Parthenophe, p. 7.) Breton in his "Praise of Vertuous Ladies and Gentlewomen " (1599) thus vindi- cates woman : " Some will say a woman is a wo to man. Who put in that to, did it of his owne authoritie, and therefore it is not to be allowed. For consider right of the word, and the to is as well left out, as the worde falsely written; for indeede it ought to be written wooman, not Notes and Illustrations. 239 woman, for that she dooth woo man with her vertues, who weddes her with vanitie. For man being of wit sufficient to consider of the vertues of a woman, is (as it were) ravished with the delight of those dainties, which do (after a sort), draw the senses of man to serve them." (Our edition p. 57). Page 184, „ 6. Punctuate comma after yet not hee. ,, 185, „ 3, " Zef " = hinder. Ibid. 14, 15. But that this couplet re-appears in 1605 edition, one would suppose it had been an ending which had afterward.s been altered. V. Poems in divers Humors. On this section see our Introduction § 2 for refutation of Mr. Collier's inferences, &c. Page 189, Sonnet I. " R. L." Probably Richard Linch or Lynch, whose " Diella : certaine Sonnets" (1596) deserves revival. Ibid. ** Dovoland" i. e. John Dowland, whose " Bookes " of " Songes or Ayres " 1597, onward, are still renowned Ibid. line 14, " Knight " One longs to know who he was. Sonnet II. „ 13, 14, King James: but Barnfield's references are not very happy. Meres quotes from this sonnet as by " my friend." Page 190, " A Remembrance, 4'c" See our Introduction on this § 1. Ibid. Ode. See our Introduction § 2 on this, and vindication of Barnfield's authorship. The first part of this Ode was set to music as a Madrigal, for four voices, by the Earl of Mornington, father of the Duke of Wellingfton ; for three voices by W. Knyvett; and as a duet by Mr. Henry R. Bishop, to be sung by Miss Stephens and Miss M. Tree in Sliakespeare's Comedy of Errors. The words are printetl, with slight variations, all for the worse, in Clark's " Glees," «fec. (1814, p. 20). See Gentleman's Magazine, vol. xvi. 159, 160. New Series, 1841. Page 191, „ 3,^^Shee:" Elsewhere, as noted, Barufield mokes the singing nightingale male. An Epitaph upon the death of his Aunt, j-c. See our Introduction § 1 on this Aunt. Heading, • Vliaing :' sic. 240 Notes and Illustrations. From England's Helicon, 1600. Page 197, line 12. Note the grammar — inconstancie remaine., Inconstancie may here be taken as a collective of women and men, or as sometimes the verb may equal " [doth] remaine." Ibid. „ 17, "nodeale" = no part, being the opposite of some deale. Cf. our edition of George Herbert, s. v. Page 197, line 21, "procures to weep: " apparently means, weeps instead of me in the latinate sense of to care for or manage in place of another. Ibid. „ 26, "c^te" = parti-colours. Ml/ flocks feed not, 4-c. This poem appeared originally (with slight variations) in a collection of Madrigals by Thomas Weelkes, accompanied with music. It was transferred to " The Passionate Pilgrim " (1599) again with slight variations. Then finally it appeared in « England's Helicon " (1600). Excepting ortho- graphical variations, the following are the only noteworthy readings in the " Passionate Pilgrime " text : St. I. line 3, " Loue is dying, Faithe's defying: " Ibid. „ 4, " Harts nenying " St, II. „ 1, " In blacke morne I." „ III. „ 10, " For a sweet content the cause of all my woe." It is clear " England's Helicon " gives the best text. FT. From the Isham MS. See our Introduction § 2 on this section. — Page 206, line 1, " pnted" = presented. „ 209, „ 9, " indented : " an heraldic phrase. A. B. G. PINIS. ^t^ mrm 62 1 i Iht liMmt m 'o^ .~.V mimk J "i^