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The most famous and Tragicall Historie of Pelops and Hippodamia

Whereunto are adioyned sundrie pleasant deuises, Epigrams, Songes and Sonnettes. Written by Mathewe Groue

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The louer being demaunded wherefore he went alwaies in black attire,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The louer being demaunded wherefore he went alwaies in black attire,

in cōmen datiō of the same, made answere to his Lady on this wise,

Sith that each man with brauery,
in colours doth him dight,
Such as, may please his mistresse eye,
and answere her delight,
Some choose the greene, the white some weare,
some tawney light or sad:
And some in yealow garnisht are,
in purple some be clad.
Some orient red, some watchet dye
some one, some diuers take,
And weare the same most curiouslie
for their fayre mistresse sake.
And wheras I doe serue and sue
and seeke to haue the grace
Of her that with her liuely hue
staynes all that comes in place.
To know a reason you request
what thing I should desire
That only I aboue the rest
in blacke my selfe attire.


The black and browne doe seldome change,
they fixe their louely grace,
When other colours light and strange,
doe vade within short space.
The yealow soone it waxeth pale,
the russet keepes small stay:
The tawny eke wil soone be stale,
the purple wil decay.
The white wil soyle, the greene wil stayne
so wil the louing blew:
The red wil change with litle payne,
and take another hewe.
And so the grace is shortly gone,
their beuty soone decayes,
But black is black, and alwayes one,
and serues at all assayes.
And so the heart that you doth serue
what fortune so betide,
From trueth profest wil neuer swerue
but constant still abyde,
Beside all this these colours light,
doth nothing els declare,
But what their fancy and delight
doth will, the same they weare.
As virgin white and wel beseene,
the hopeful russet hewe,
The pleasant yelow, youthfull greene,
and eke the faithful blewe.


Thangry red, the men forsake
in tawney chuse their weede.
And thus in colors they them shape
as folly doth them leade.
Of colors as is their attire,
so fleeting is their minde
They loue, they leaue, despise, desire,
so fickle as the winde
But sober black presents a mind,
whom folly makes not fayne,
Dame prudēce there may fauor find
and lodge with all her trayne.
And as vnchanging is the hewe
and eke vnmedled die,
So constant is the heart and true
that vnder it doeth lie.
And thus for this I weare the blacke
you may right wel beleeue
And not for that I mourn, or lack
but that which you may geeue.
Oh were the happy houre at hand,
come were that ioyfull day
When you my faith wil vnderstand,
and trueth vprightly way.
And so release my paynfull sute,
to lie possest in place,
To reape the long desired fruite,
and ioy the wished grace


With colours then let them depart,
whose fancy flits alwayes
While I in black with stedfast heart
doe serue you all my dayes.