The Life and Death of William Long beard the most famous and witty English Traitor, borne in the Citty of London. Accompanied with manye other most pleasant and prettie histories, By T. L. [i.e. Thomas Lodge] of Lincolns Inne, Gent |
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[As soone as thou doost see the Winter clad in colde]
As soone as thou doost see the Winter clad in colde,Within September on the Eaues in sundry formes to fold,
In pleasant Aprill Phœbus raies returne the sweeter time.
But Loue no day forsakes the place whereas I rest,
But euery houre liues in mine eies and in my hart dooth nest.
Each minute I am thrall and in my wounded hart,
He builds his neast, he laies his egges, and thence wil neuer part
Already one hath wings, soft downe the other clads,
This breakes the skin, this newly flegd about my bosome gads.
The one hath broke the shel, the other soares on hie,
This newly laid, that quickly dead, before the dam come nie.
Both day and night I heare the smal ones how they crie,
Calling for food who by the great are fed for feare they die.
All wax and grow to proofe and euery yeare doolay
A seeond neast, and sit and hatch the cause of my decay.
Ah Maudline what reliefe haue I for to remoue
These crooked cares that thus pursue my hart in harboring loue.
But helpelesse of reliefe since I by care am stung,
To wound my hart thereby to slaie both mother and hir yong.
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