Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces; To be Sung either to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol |
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The Exile.
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The Exile.
[I]
Have you observ'd the HermetWhen he runs his weary race,
Without a home like other men,
But walks from place to place?
Look then on me, whom grief makes tame;
My wandring fortunes are the same,
Known onely by another name.
II
Or have you seen a helpless man,Pursu'd from Town to Town;
Whose guilt from honesty began,
And loyalty to th'Crown?
'Mongst untrod Thorns have you bin lead,
Or seen a tumbl'd Sick-mans Bed?
Such places for such faults I tred.
III
Like him that is confin'd to be,Close Prisoner all his dayes;
Or cloy'd with too much libertie,
Or banish't sundry wayes:
Although my patience scorns to grutch,
Yet my intemperate state is such
Plagu'd with too little, or too much.
IV
Have you beheld the sick estateOf seperated Doves?
So 'tis with mee, so with my Mate,
But crueller it proves:
Yet why so angry have I been,
Since in these latter dayes there's seen,
Such difference 'twixt the King and Queen.
V
But since the Law alowes no Love,And Tyranny so reigns,
We will implore the Powers above
To ease us of our pains:
Then let there be with one intent,
Petitions unto Cupid sent;
Never to call a Parliament.
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