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A Pastorall Song betweene Phillis and Amarillis, two Nimphes, each aunswering other line for line.
Fie on the sleights that men deuise,
heigh hoe sillie sleights:
When simple Maydes they would entice,
Maides are yong mens chiefe delights.
Nay, women they witch with their eyes,
eyes like beames of burning Sunne:
And men once caught, they soone despise,
so are Sheepheards oft vndone.
heigh hoe sillie sleights:
When simple Maydes they would entice,
Maides are yong mens chiefe delights.
Nay, women they witch with their eyes,
eyes like beames of burning Sunne:
And men once caught, they soone despise,
so are Sheepheards oft vndone.
If any young man win a maide,
happy man is he:
By trusting him she is betraide,
fie vpon such treacherie.
If Maides win young men with their guiles,
heigh hoe guilefull greefe:
They deale like weeping Crocodiles,
that murther men without releefe.
happy man is he:
By trusting him she is betraide,
fie vpon such treacherie.
If Maides win young men with their guiles,
heigh hoe guilefull greefe:
They deale like weeping Crocodiles,
that murther men without releefe.
I know a simple Country Hinde,
heigh hoe sillie Swaine:
To whom faire Daphne prooued kinde,
was he not kinde to her againe?
He vowed by Pan with many an oath,
heigh hoe Sheepheards God is he:
Yet since hath chang'd, and broke his troath,
troth-plight broke, will plagued be.
heigh hoe sillie Swaine:
To whom faire Daphne prooued kinde,
was he not kinde to her againe?
He vowed by Pan with many an oath,
heigh hoe Sheepheards God is he:
Yet since hath chang'd, and broke his troath,
troth-plight broke, will plagued be.
She had deceaued many a Swaine,
fie on false deceite:
And plighted troath to them in vaine,
there can be no greefe more great.
Her measure was with measure paide,
heigh hoe, heigh hoe equall meede:
She was beguil'd that had betraide,
so shall all deceauers speede.
fie on false deceite:
And plighted troath to them in vaine,
there can be no greefe more great.
Her measure was with measure paide,
heigh hoe, heigh hoe equall meede:
so shall all deceauers speede.
If euery Maide were like to me,
heigh hoe hard of hart:
Both loue and louers scorn'd should be,
scorners shall be sure of smart.
If euery Maide were of my minde,
heigh hoe, heigh hoe louely sweete:
They to their Louers should prooue kinde,
kindnes is for Maydens meete.
heigh hoe hard of hart:
Both loue and louers scorn'd should be,
scorners shall be sure of smart.
If euery Maide were of my minde,
heigh hoe, heigh hoe louely sweete:
They to their Louers should prooue kinde,
kindnes is for Maydens meete.
Me thinks loue is an idle toy,
heigh hoe busie paine.
Both wit and sence it dooth annoy,
both sence & wit thereby we gaine.
Tush Phillis cease, be not so coy,
heigh hoe, heigh hoe coy disdaine:
I know you loue a Sheepheards boy,
fie that Maydens so should faine.
heigh hoe busie paine.
Both wit and sence it dooth annoy,
both sence & wit thereby we gaine.
Tush Phillis cease, be not so coy,
heigh hoe, heigh hoe coy disdaine:
I know you loue a Sheepheards boy,
fie that Maydens so should faine.
Well Amarillis, now I yeeld,
Sheepheards pipe aloude:
Loue conquers both in towne and field,
like a Tirant, fierce and proude.
The euening starre is vp ye see,
Vesper shines, we must away:
Would euery Louer might agree,
so we end our Roundelay.
Sheepheards pipe aloude:
Loue conquers both in towne and field,
like a Tirant, fierce and proude.
The euening starre is vp ye see,
Vesper shines, we must away:
Would euery Louer might agree,
so we end our Roundelay.
FINIS.
H. C.
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