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Epitaphes, Epigrams, Songs and Sonets

with a Discourse of the Friendly affections of Tymetes to Pyndara his Ladie. Newly corrected with additions, and set out by George Turbervile
 

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To one that painted Eccho.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

To one that painted Eccho.

Thou witles wight, what meanes this mad inteēt
To draw my face & forme, vnknowne to thee?
What meanste thou so for to molesten mee?
Whom neuer Eie behelde, nor man coulde see?
Daughter to talking tongue, and Ayre am I,
My Mother is nothing when things are waide:
I am a voyce without the bodies aide.
When all the tale is tolde and sentence saide,

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Then I recite the latter worde afreshe
In mocking sort and counterfayting wies:
Within your eares my chiefest harbour lies,
There doe I woonne, not seene with mortall eies.
And more to tell and farther to proceede,
I Eccho height of men below in grounde:
If thou wilt draw my Counterfait in deede,
Then must thou paint (O Painter) but a sound.