The Golden Fleece Whereto bee annexed two Elegies, Entitled Narcissvs Change. And Aesons Dotage. By Richard Brathvvayte |
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Thou lou'st for beautie, not for Vertue sake |
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THE FIFTH SONET. Thou lou'st for beautie, not for Vertue sake
Thou lou'st for beautie, not for Vertue sake,
Fie on thee therefore, that hast reasons lore,
And yet canst not discern of such a make,
As being vertuous, thou nede haue no more.
This I haue knowne, and ere approu'd I finde,
None equals her, that hath a vertuous minde.
Fie on thee therefore, that hast reasons lore,
And yet canst not discern of such a make,
As being vertuous, thou nede haue no more.
This I haue knowne, and ere approu'd I finde,
None equals her, that hath a vertuous minde.
Thou mak'st description of each seuerall part,
Her Iuory browes, and eke her rosie cheeks,
But how canst thou describe frame of her heart,
If all the minutes were turnd into weeks.
And well I know there is no ioynt, no part,
Can be compar'd vnto a sincere heart.
Her Iuory browes, and eke her rosie cheeks,
But how canst thou describe frame of her heart,
If all the minutes were turnd into weeks.
And well I know there is no ioynt, no part,
Can be compar'd vnto a sincere heart.
If Uenus had her mole, thou mayst be sure,
Thine hath her blemish, full as foule as she,
If Uenus beautie could not ere endure,
Presume not thine to haue eternity.
Thine (though as faire) yet if she draw a breath,
Stopt, she will tell me, there ensueth death.
Thine hath her blemish, full as foule as she,
If Uenus beautie could not ere endure,
Presume not thine to haue eternity.
Thine (though as faire) yet if she draw a breath,
Stopt, she will tell me, there ensueth death.
Was not chast Lucrece much respected euer,
As faire, as vertuous, second was to none?
Yet rauished by Sextus, she had leuer
Die in despaire, thou liuing make her mone
Of that abuse young Sextus had atchieude.
Which aboue all compare her heart had grieude.
As faire, as vertuous, second was to none?
Yet rauished by Sextus, she had leuer
Die in despaire, thou liuing make her mone
Of that abuse young Sextus had atchieude.
Which aboue all compare her heart had grieude.
Happie was Collatine of such a wife,
So faire, and yet so vertuously inclinde,
With such to liue it were an happie life,
Enioying aye the state of quiet minde,
Yet Collatine vnhappie was in this,
He was depriude of such celestiall blisse.
So faire, and yet so vertuously inclinde,
With such to liue it were an happie life,
Enioying aye the state of quiet minde,
Yet Collatine vnhappie was in this,
He was depriude of such celestiall blisse.
Hero I must confesse lou'de constantly,
And young Leander was as firme as she,
Though he be drownd, yet he gets memory
Of constant loue, loues perpetuity.
And Hero she seeing Leander swim,
Loue sicke (poore wench) she thought to follow him.
And young Leander was as firme as she,
Though he be drownd, yet he gets memory
Of constant loue, loues perpetuity.
And Hero she seeing Leander swim,
Loue sicke (poore wench) she thought to follow him.
But these were borne in Saturnes golden time,
The like we finde not now, for they be rare,
Black Swans, white Moores they liue not in this clime
Our Sexes breath a more inconstant ayre,
And so despairing, I haue knowne of late,
By louing much their loue grew desperate.
The like we finde not now, for they be rare,
Black Swans, white Moores they liue not in this clime
Our Sexes breath a more inconstant ayre,
And so despairing, I haue knowne of late,
By louing much their loue grew desperate.
I will not make particular discourse,
For that seemes odious in each curious eye,
I hope a generall vse will be of force,
To moue iudicious men to pietie.
This I must tell them, beauteous locks of couer
A mishapte soule, a little vernisht ouer.
For that seemes odious in each curious eye,
I hope a generall vse will be of force,
To moue iudicious men to pietie.
This I must tell them, beauteous locks of couer
A mishapte soule, a little vernisht ouer.
Will any man seeme such an idle swaine,
As to bestow more money on the case,
Then on the instrument it doth containe,
More on the maske then odors for the face?
Beleeue me friend that man cannot be wise,
That is besotted with a paire of eyes.
As to bestow more money on the case,
Then on the instrument it doth containe,
More on the maske then odors for the face?
Beleeue me friend that man cannot be wise,
That is besotted with a paire of eyes.
I haue knowne some more humerous then wise,
Who in fantastick foolish apparitions,
Seeing a woman maskt all but her eyes,
Fell into such distresse and such distractions.
That he could stay in no place (foolish Asse)
Till he perceiu'd how faire that Mistresse was.
Who in fantastick foolish apparitions,
Seeing a woman maskt all but her eyes,
Fell into such distresse and such distractions.
That he could stay in no place (foolish Asse)
Till he perceiu'd how faire that Mistresse was.
I haue knowne some besotted with a voyce,
could not containe themselues, till they did see,
The worthlesse Author of that warbling noise
Or what sweete Syren that should seeme to be.
And hauing seene her, whom he wisht to know,
Shee seemde a Saint aboue a friend below.
could not containe themselues, till they did see,
The worthlesse Author of that warbling noise
Or what sweete Syren that should seeme to be.
And hauing seene her, whom he wisht to know,
Shee seemde a Saint aboue a friend below.
Fie on that Larua, or that bugbeares face,
That cerusleth her skin so gaudily,
And puppet-like trippeth in euery place,
With nimble pace shewes her actiuitie.
And so addrest to fond Ardelios action,
By casting gloues and fauors moueth faction.
That cerusleth her skin so gaudily,
And puppet-like trippeth in euery place,
With nimble pace shewes her actiuitie.
And so addrest to fond Ardelios action,
By casting gloues and fauors moueth faction.
FINIS.
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