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0! what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but flow?
Then should I spur cho' mounted on the wind;
In winged speed no motion I shall know.
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace,
Therefore desire (of perfect love being made)
Shall neigh no dull flesh in his fiery race,
Buts love for love thus shall excuse my jade.

Since from thee going, he went wilful Now,
Towards thee I'll run, and give him leave to go.

Two Faithful Friends.

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war,
How to divide the conquest of thy fight :
Mine eye, my heart their pictures sight would bar,
My heart, mine eye the freedom of that right :
My heart doth plead, that thou in him dost lie;
(A closet never pierc'd with crystal eyes)
But the defendant doth that plea deny,
And says, in him their fair appearance lies.
To 'cide this title, is impannelled
A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart;
And by their verdict is determined
The clear eye's moiety, and the dear heart's part,

As thus; mine eyes due is their outward part,
And my heart's right, their inward love of heart.

Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,
And each doth good turns now. unto the other :
When that mine eye is familh'd for a look,
Or heart in love with fighs himself doch smother:
With my love's picture then my.eye doth feast,
And to the painted banquet bids my heart.

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Another time mine eye is my heart's guest,
And in his thoughts of love doth Thare a part.
So either by the picture of my love,
Thyself away, are present still with me;
For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,
And I am still with them, and they with thee.

Or if they sleep, thy picture in my sight
Awakes my heart, to heart's and eyes delight.

Careless Neglect.

How careful was I, when I took my way
Each trifle under truest bars to thrust;
That to my use it might unused stay
From hands of falfhood, in sure wards of trust?
But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are,
Most worthy comfort, now my greatest grief :
"Thou beft of dearest, and mine only care,
Are left the prey of every vulgar thief.
Thee have I not lock'd up in any cheft,
Save where thou art not ; tho' I feel thou art,
Within the gentle closure of my breast,
From whence at pleasure thou mayst come and part;

And even thence thou wilt be stoln, I fear ;
For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear.

Stout Resolution.

Against that time (if ever that time come)
When I shall see thee frown on my defects ;
Whenas thy love hath cast his utmost sum,
Call’d to that audit by advis’d respects :
Against that time, when thou shalt ftrangely pass,
And scarcely greet me with that sun, thine eye ;

When love, converted from the thing it was,
Shall reasons find of settled gravity :
Against that time, do I insconce me here,
Within the knowledge of mine own desert ;
And this my hand against myself up-rear,
To guard the lawful reasons on thy part;

To leave poor me, thou hast the strength of laws,
Since why to love, I can alledge no cause.

A Duel.

It was a lording's daughter
The fairest one of three,
That liked of her master, as well ás well might be :
Till looking on an Englisbman,
The faireft eye cuuld see,

Her fancy fell a turning.

Long was the combat doubtful,
That love with love did fight :
To leave the master loveless, or kill the gallant knight,
To put in practice either,
Alas! it was a spite.

Unto the filly damsel.

But one must be refused,
More mickle was the pain ;
That nothing could be ufed, to turn them both to
For of the two the trusty knight

[gain : Was wounded with disdain,

Alas ! she could not help it.

Thus art with arms contending, Was victor of the day;

, G, ;

Which by a gift of learning did bear the maid away.
Then, lullaby, the learned man
Hath got the lady gay :

For now my song is ended.

Love-fick.

On a day (alack the day!)
Love, whose month was ever May,
Spy'd a bloilom passing fair,
Playing in the wanton air.
Thro' the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen, 'gan paffage find,
That the lover Wick to death)
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
Air (quoth he) thy cheeks may blow;
Air! would I might triumph so !
But (alas !) my hand hath sworn
Ne'er to pluck thee from thy throne ;
Vow, (alack !) for youth unmeet
Youth, fo apt to pluck a sweet ;
Thou, for whom ev'n Jove, would swear
Juno but.an Æthiop were;
And deny himself for Jove,
Turning mortal for thy love.

Love's Labour loft.

My flocks feed not, my ewes breedinot,
My rams speed not ; all is amiss :
Love is dying, faith's defying,

Heart's denying, causer of this.

All my merry jigs are quite forgot,
All my lady's love is loft (God wot)

"Where her faith was firmly fix'd in love,
There a nay is plac'd, without remove.

One filly cross wrought all my loss ;
O! frowning fortune, cursed fickle dame!
*For now I see inconstancy
More in women than in men remain.

"In black mourn I, all fears fcorn 1,
Love hath forlorn me living in thrall;
Heart is bleeding, áll help needing; .
O! cruel speeding, fraughted with gall!
My shepherd's pipe can found no deal
My weather's bell rings doleful knell ;
My curtail dog, that wont to have play'd,
Plays not at all, but seems afraid.

With lighs so deep, procures to weep
In howling wise, to see my doleful plight;
How fighs refound thro'-heartless ground,
Like a thoufand vanquilh'd men in bloody fight.

Clear wells spring not, sweet birds fing not,
Green plants bring not forth their dye ;
Herds stand weeping, flocks all sleeping,
Nymphs black peeping fearfully.,
All our pleafure known to us poor swains;
All our merry-meetings on the plains ;
All our evening sport from us is filed;
All our love is lost, for love is dead. '

Farewel, sweet love, thy like ne'er was,
For a sweet content, the cause of all my woc ;
Poor Coridon must live alone,
Other help for him, I see, that there is none.

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