Pans Pipe, Three Pastorall Eglogues, in English Hexameter With Other Poetical Verses delightfull. For the further delight of the Reader, the Printer hath annexed hereunto the delectable Poeme of the Fisher-mans Tale [by Francis Sabie] |
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Pans Pipe, Three Pastorall Eglogues, in English Hexameter | ||
Know'st thou my Fastus, by the superscription, or seale
who to thee this dolefull and heauy dittie frameth:
Tis thine Alinda my loue, which in this dittie saluteth
her Faustus, whose griefes are to thy sorrowes equal.
But feare not Faustus, liue in hope, Ioue doth not all times:
thunder, delay wil gods cruel anger abate:
In time the Lyon his fierce seuerity leaueth,
soft drops of water mollifie craggie pibbles:
In time the heifer to the yoke is easly reduced:
the stifle-neck'd colt doth yeeld to the rusty bridle:
Then feare not Faustus, liue in hope, frost doth not at al times
each thing nip, time wil gods cruel anger asswage.
The troian Captain, Venus ofspring, faithles Eneas,
in time outwore th' ire of great and angry Iuno
Ile be Penelope, be thou my loyal Vlysses,
Ile be Perilla, be thou my trustie Naso.
And be most certaine, my mind I wil neuer alter
my fate whos'euer, Destinie please to varie
But fire and water, cold, heat, loue and enuie, desire
and hate shall first and sooner agree together.
Stream-bounting fishes forsake their waterie channels,
and in greene pastures, and shadie medowes abide
Earth shal beare starres, heauen shal be cleft with a coulter,
then any but Faustus shal his Alinda court.
Faustus adue, to the gods, thy trustie and faithfull Alinda,
for thy safe returne prayes dailie, Faustus adue.
This he receiu'd, and now the griefes and sorrowes he suffred,
though greater and manie mo, yet now far lesser he deemed,
who to thee this dolefull and heauy dittie frameth:
Tis thine Alinda my loue, which in this dittie saluteth
her Faustus, whose griefes are to thy sorrowes equal.
But feare not Faustus, liue in hope, Ioue doth not all times:
thunder, delay wil gods cruel anger abate:
In time the Lyon his fierce seuerity leaueth,
soft drops of water mollifie craggie pibbles:
In time the heifer to the yoke is easly reduced:
the stifle-neck'd colt doth yeeld to the rusty bridle:
Then feare not Faustus, liue in hope, frost doth not at al times
each thing nip, time wil gods cruel anger asswage.
The troian Captain, Venus ofspring, faithles Eneas,
in time outwore th' ire of great and angry Iuno
Ile be Penelope, be thou my loyal Vlysses,
Ile be Perilla, be thou my trustie Naso.
And be most certaine, my mind I wil neuer alter
my fate whos'euer, Destinie please to varie
But fire and water, cold, heat, loue and enuie, desire
and hate shall first and sooner agree together.
Stream-bounting fishes forsake their waterie channels,
and in greene pastures, and shadie medowes abide
Earth shal beare starres, heauen shal be cleft with a coulter,
then any but Faustus shal his Alinda court.
for thy safe returne prayes dailie, Faustus adue.
This he receiu'd, and now the griefes and sorrowes he suffred,
though greater and manie mo, yet now far lesser he deemed,
Pans Pipe, Three Pastorall Eglogues, in English Hexameter | ||