Phillis Honoured with Pastorall Sonnets, Elegies, and amorous delights. VVhere-vnto is annexed, the tragicall complaynt of Elstred [by Thomas Lodge] |
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Thirsis Ægloga Secunda. |
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 | Phillis |  |
Thirsis Ægloga Secunda.
Muses helpe me, sorrow swarmeth,
Eyes are fraught with seas of languish:
Heauie hope my sollace harmeth,
Mindes repast is bitter anguish.
Eyes are fraught with seas of languish:
Heauie hope my sollace harmeth,
Mindes repast is bitter anguish.
Eye of day regarded neuer,
Certaine trust, in world vntrusty,
Flattering hope beguileth euer:
VVeary olde, and wanton lustie.
Certaine trust, in world vntrusty,
Flattering hope beguileth euer:
VVeary olde, and wanton lustie.
Dawne of day beholdes inthroned,
Fortunes darling, proude and dreadlesse:
Darkesome night doth heare him moaned,
VVho before was rich and needlesse.
Fortunes darling, proude and dreadlesse:
Darkesome night doth heare him moaned,
VVho before was rich and needlesse.
Robb the sphre of lines vnited,
Make a sodaine voide in nature:
Force the day to bee benighted,
Reaue the cause of time and creature.
Make a sodaine voide in nature:
Force the day to bee benighted,
Reaue the cause of time and creature.
Ere the world will cease to varie,
This I weepe for this I sorrow,
Muses if you please to tarry,
Further helpes I meane to borrow.
This I weepe for this I sorrow,
Muses if you please to tarry,
Further helpes I meane to borrow.
Courted once by fortunes fauour,
Compast now with enuies curses:
All my thoughts of sorrow sauer,
Hopes runne fleeting like the sourses.
Compast now with enuies curses:
All my thoughts of sorrow sauer,
Hopes runne fleeting like the sourses.
(Ay me) wanton scorne hath maimed,
Al the ioy my heart enioyed:
Thoughtes their thinking haue disclaimed,
Hate my hopes hath quite anoyed.
Al the ioy my heart enioyed:
Thoughtes their thinking haue disclaimed,
Hate my hopes hath quite anoyed.
Scant regard my weale hath scanted,
Looking coy hath forst my lowering:
Nothing likt where nothing wanted,
VVeddes mine eyes to ceaselesse showering.
Looking coy hath forst my lowering:
Nothing likt where nothing wanted,
VVeddes mine eyes to ceaselesse showering.
Former loue was once admired,
Present fauour is estranged,
Loath the pleasure long desired,
Thus both men and thoughtes are changed.
Present fauour is estranged,
Loath the pleasure long desired,
Thus both men and thoughtes are changed.
Louely swaine with luckie guiding,
Once (ebut now no more so friended)
Thou my flockes hast had in mindinge,
From the morne till day was ended
Once (ebut now no more so friended)
Thou my flockes hast had in mindinge,
From the morne till day was ended
Drinke and fodder foode and soulding,
Had my lambes and ewes together
I with them was still beholding,
Both in warmth and winter weather.
Had my lambes and ewes together
I with them was still beholding,
Both in warmth and winter weather.
Now they languish since refused,
Ewes and lambes are paind with pining
I with ewes and lambes confused,
All vnto our deathes declyning.
Ewes and lambes are paind with pining
I with ewes and lambes confused,
All vnto our deathes declyning.
Silence leaue thy caue obscured,
Daine a dolfull swaine to tender,
Though disdaines I haue endured.
Ye I am no deene offender.
Daine a dolfull swaine to tender,
Though disdaines I haue endured.
Ye I am no deene offender.
Phillips sonne canne with his finger,
Hide his scarre it is so little:
Little sinne a day to linger,
VVise men wander in a Tittle.
Hide his scarre it is so little:
Little sinne a day to linger,
VVise men wander in a Tittle.
Thriftles yet my swaine haue turned,
Though my sunne he neuer showeth:
Though I weepe I am not mourned,
Though I want no pittie groweth.
Though my sunne he neuer showeth:
Though I weepe I am not mourned,
Though I want no pittie groweth.
Yet for pittie loue my muses,
Gentle silence be their couer:
They must leaue their wonted vses,
Since I leaue to bee a louer.
Gentle silence be their couer:
They must leaue their wonted vses,
Since I leaue to bee a louer.
They shall liue with thee inclosed,
I will loath my pen and paper:
Arte shall neuer be supposed,
Sloath shall quench the watching taper.
I will loath my pen and paper:
Arte shall neuer be supposed,
Sloath shall quench the watching taper.
Kisse them silence, kisse them kindly
Though I leaue them, yet I loue them:
Though my wit haue led them blindly,
Yet my swaine did once approue them.
Though I leaue them, yet I loue them:
Though my wit haue led them blindly,
Yet my swaine did once approue them.
I will trauell soyles remoued,
Night and morrowe neuer merie:
Thou shalt harbor that I loued,
I will loue that makes me werye.
Night and morrowe neuer merie:
Thou shalt harbor that I loued,
I will loue that makes me werye.
If perchaunce the sheepe strayeth,
In thy walkes and shades vnhaunted:
Tell the teene my heart betrayeth,
How neglect my ioyes hath daunted.
In thy walkes and shades vnhaunted:
Tell the teene my heart betrayeth,
How neglect my ioyes hath daunted.
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