How might I do to get a graff -For all the rest are plain but chaff, This gift alone I shall her give; ? by John Heywood 54. To Her Sea-faring Lover SHALL Tottel's Miscellany, 1557 HALL I thus ever long, and be no whit the neare ? Alas! say nay! say nay! and be no more so dumb, But open thou thy manly mouth and say that thou wilt come : Whereby my heart may think, although I see not thee, That thou wilt come-thy word so sware-if thou a live man be. The roaring hugy waves they threaten my poor ghost, And toss thee up and down the seas in danger to be lost. Shall they not make me fear that they have swallowed thee? -But as thou art most sure alive, so wilt thou come to me. Whereby I shall go see thy ship ride on the strand, And think and say Lo where he comes and Sure here will he land: $4. neare] nearer. And then I shall lift up to thee my little hand, And thou shalt think thine heart in ease, in health to see me stand. And if thou come indeed (as Christ thee send to do!) Those arms which miss thee now shall then embrace [and hold] thee too: Each vein to every joint the lively blood shall spread Which now for want of thy glad sight doth show full pale and dead. But if thou slip thy troth, and do not come at all, As minutes in the clock do strike so call for death I shall: To please both thy false heart and rid myself from woe, That rather had to die in troth than live forsaken so! 55. The Faithless Shepherdess William Byrd's Songs of WHILE that the sun with his beams hot Scorched the fruits in vale and mountain, Philon the shepherd, late forgot, Sitting beside a crystal fountain In shadow of a green oak tree, Upon his pipe this song play'd he: Adieu, Love, adieu, Love, untrue Love! So long as I was in your sight I was your heart, your soul, your treasure; Adieu, Love, adieu, Love, untrue Love! To whom your heart was soon enchainèd; Soon came a third your love to win, Sure you have made me passing glad That you your mind so soon removèd, Before that I the leisure had To choose you for my best beloved: For all my love was pass'd and done 56. Crabbed Age and Youth The Passionate Pilgrim, 1599 CRABBED Age and Youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, 57. Youth like summer brave, Age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, Age is lame; Age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and Age is tame. Youth, I do adore thee; O, my Love, my Love is young! O, sweet shepherd, hie thee! ? by William Shakespeare Phyllida's Love-Call England's Helicon, 1600 Phyllida. CORYDON, arise, my Corydon! Titan shineth clear. Corydon. Who is it that calleth Corydon? Phyl. Phyllida, thy true love, calleth thee, Arise and keep thy flock with me! Cor. Phyllida, my true love, is it she? I come and keep my flock with thee Phyl. Here are cherries ripe for my Corydon; Cor. Here's my oaten pipe, my lovely one, Phyl. Here are threads, my true love, fine as silk, To knit thee, to knit thee, A pair of stockings white as milk. Cor. Here are reeds, my true love, fine and neat, A bonnet to withstand the heat. Phyl. I will gather flowers, my Corydon, Cor. I will gather pears, my lovely one, Phyl. I will buy my true love garters gay, To wear about his legs so tall. Cor. I will buy my true love yellow say, To wear about her middle small. Phyl. When my Corydon sits on a hill Cor. When my lovely one goes to her wheel, Phyl. Sure methinks my true love doth excel Our Pan, that old Arcadian knight. Beyond the nymphs that be so bright. Phyl. Had my Corydon, my Corydon, Cor. Had my lovely one, my lovely one, say] soie, silk. |