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 | Diana of George of Montemayor |  |
[Loue passed by me with his bowe vnarm'd]
Loue
passed by me with his bowe vnarm'd,
His eies cast downe, milde, gentle, modest gay,
And (carelesse) left me then behinde vnharm'd:
His eies cast downe, milde, gentle, modest gay,
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How small a time did I this ioye essaie?
For presently enuious Fortune saide,
Staie loue, why passest thou so soone awaie?
For presently enuious Fortune saide,
Staie loue, why passest thou so soone awaie?
Foorthwith the blinde boye turn'd to me, and staide
Angry to see himselfe so checkt with blame,
For ther's no blame, where his hot fire is laide:
Angry to see himselfe so checkt with blame,
For ther's no blame, where his hot fire is laide:
Cupid was blinde, but well he spide his game:
So blinded be he, that he may see none,
That did so blinde my wit, and sence enflame:
So blinded be he, that he may see none,
That did so blinde my wit, and sence enflame:
O that I might reuenge my selfe of one
That wisheth harme to all, and will not free
(With his consent) not one poore hart alone:
That wisheth harme to all, and will not free
(With his consent) not one poore hart alone:
Straight did the traytour arme his bowe, and he
with poysoned shaft did pierce my carelesse hart,
Which in his bowe he put, and aym'd at me:
with poysoned shaft did pierce my carelesse hart,
Which in his bowe he put, and aym'd at me:
Fortune vnarm'd did take me, for his parte
Loue neuer plaies, nor workes not any feate,
But on free soules, exempted from his darte:
Loue neuer plaies, nor workes not any feate,
But on free soules, exempted from his darte:
A hardned hart his arrow brake hart with heate,
And brake a neuer subiect freedome, so
That I did yeeld, and his content was great:
And brake a neuer subiect freedome, so
That I did yeeld, and his content was great:
O sole free quiet life that I forgo,
O meadowe seene so oft with freest eies,
Cursed be Loue, his arrowes, and his bowe:
O meadowe seene so oft with freest eies,
Cursed be Loue, his arrowes, and his bowe:
Nowe follow loue, and what he doth deuise,
Come from securitie to greatest care,
And passe from rest, to thousand miseries:
Come from securitie to greatest care,
And passe from rest, to thousand miseries:
See now how that a carefull hart doth fare,
Which lately was without suspect or thought
Subiect to be to such a tyrants snare.
Which lately was without suspect or thought
Subiect to be to such a tyrants snare.
O soule with teares vndone and brought to nought,
Now learne to suffer, since you learn'd to see,
But what auailes, if this my Fortune wrought?
Now learne to suffer, since you learn'd to see,
But what auailes, if this my Fortune wrought?
O wretched eies (if with this terme he be
Not angry) whom you savve vvith free consent,
Where haue you put and plac'd my libertie?
Not angry) whom you savve vvith free consent,
Where haue you put and plac'd my libertie?
O meadovves, groues, and vvoods of svveete content,
Which bred so free a hart as I had heere,
So great an ill vvhy did you not preuent?
Which bred so free a hart as I had heere,
So great an ill vvhy did you not preuent?
Svvift running brooke, and riuer pure and cleere,
Where once my flocke vvere wont to drinke their fill,
O euery season of the passing yeere,
Where once my flocke vvere wont to drinke their fill,
O euery season of the passing yeere,
Why haue you put me in a state so ill?
Since onely I did loue you, and these plaines,
And this most pleasant vale, and greenest hill.
Since onely I did loue you, and these plaines,
And this most pleasant vale, and greenest hill.
Heere did I mocke a thousand Shepherd swaines:
Who now will laugh at me, when they shall knovv,
That novv I doe begin to feele their paines.
Who now will laugh at me, when they shall knovv,
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They are not ils of Loue, that vvound me soe,
For if they vvere, then should I passe them all,
As thousands, vvho haue died in Cupids vvoe.
For if they vvere, then should I passe them all,
As thousands, vvho haue died in Cupids vvoe.
Fortune it is, that turnes, and makes me fall
From euery meane occasion, path, and way,
Wherby I might but shew my painfull thrall.
From euery meane occasion, path, and way,
Wherby I might but shew my painfull thrall.
How can the causer of my passion (say)
Helpe them, if that their paine he neuer knowes,
But there's no loue, where reason beareth sway,
Helpe them, if that their paine he neuer knowes,
But there's no loue, where reason beareth sway,
To how much ill is fortune drawing those,
Whom she makes loue? since nothing can restore
(Sea, earth nor Sunne, moone, stars, nor any showes)
Whom she makes loue? since nothing can restore
(Sea, earth nor Sunne, moone, stars, nor any showes)
Or giue delight, vnlesse one loue before.
And all is thus, and wretched thus am I,
Whom time perswades and hinders more and more.
And all is thus, and wretched thus am I,
Whom time perswades and hinders more and more.
Cease now my verse, since loue with angrie eie
Beholds, how soone of him I doe complaine,
And for my harmes doe craue his remedie.
Beholds, how soone of him I doe complaine,
And for my harmes doe craue his remedie.
Complaine not oft for feare of his disdaine,
Now hold your peace, since I seale vp my wordes,
And when you see Loues fell, and angrie vaine,
Cease, for Loues wroth no remedie affoordes.
Now hold your peace, since I seale vp my wordes,
And when you see Loues fell, and angrie vaine,
Cease, for Loues wroth no remedie affoordes.
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