The most famous and Tragicall Historie of Pelops and Hippodamia Whereunto are adioyned sundrie pleasant deuises, Epigrams, Songes and Sonnettes. Written by Mathewe Groue |
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The louer being denied, yet singeth this song, being constant,
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The louer being denied, yet singeth this song, being constant,
with hope to obteine hir at the last that may reward him for his paine.
Though
surging seas do compasse me,
Of carking cares on euery side,
Yet trust I once to range most free,
And to the ioyfull valley glide,
And eke the wight for to obtaine,
That may release me from my payne.
Of carking cares on euery side,
Yet trust I once to range most free,
And to the ioyfull valley glide,
And eke the wight for to obtaine,
That may release me from my payne.
Though she sayes nay to my request,
And doth deny my true desire,
Disdayning aye to breed my rest,
Whereby I freeze amid the fire,
Yet trust I once for to auart
Thus stubborne sternnesse from her hart.
And doth deny my true desire,
Disdayning aye to breed my rest,
Whereby I freeze amid the fire,
Yet trust I once for to auart
Thus stubborne sternnesse from her hart.
My lady cals it follie plaine,
With toong such hardned knot to knit,
As all the teeth with helpe of braine,
Shall ne be able to vnclit,
She wrappeth wily wit so sure,
It to obtayne its very dure.
With toong such hardned knot to knit,
As all the teeth with helpe of braine,
Shall ne be able to vnclit,
She wrappeth wily wit so sure,
It to obtayne its very dure.
She doubts least that I meane awry,
She feareth least my hart be fraile.
She thinks I loue not faithfully,
But outwardlie hir to assaile,
She thinketh aye my toong to flee
In words, with hart ne to agree.
She feareth least my hart be fraile.
But outwardlie hir to assaile,
She thinketh aye my toong to flee
In words, with hart ne to agree.
Oh that Cassandras gift were plaine,
And woorthy skill for her to gesse,
If that I list in hart to faine,
Contrary to that I professe,
Then should be seene the great good will,
I beare to her, and shall do still.
And woorthy skill for her to gesse,
If that I list in hart to faine,
Contrary to that I professe,
Then should be seene the great good will,
I beare to her, and shall do still.
Yet I ne blame that silly wight,
Though circumspect alway she be,
Unfaithful loue hath brought much spight,
The proofe whereof we dayly see,
By such as thinke contrary aye,
In hart to that which toong doth say.
Though circumspect alway she be,
Unfaithful loue hath brought much spight,
The proofe whereof we dayly see,
By such as thinke contrary aye,
In hart to that which toong doth say.
Yet I am none of those I vow,
I loue hir truly in my hart,
As is my thought the same I show,
In outward words with wo and smart,
Wherefore these words I say certayne,
That iustly I should her obtayne.
I loue hir truly in my hart,
As is my thought the same I show,
In outward words with wo and smart,
Wherefore these words I say certayne,
That iustly I should her obtayne.
Though long it be ere I arriue
The ioyfull hauen to possesse,
Though long I wretch doe weare the giue
And carefull clog of heauinesse,
Yet hope I ouce to see that day
To haue my loue and none say nay.
The ioyfull hauen to possesse,
And carefull clog of heauinesse,
Yet hope I ouce to see that day
To haue my loue and none say nay.
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