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The Whole Works of William Browne

of Tavistock ... Now first collected and edited, with a memoir of the poet, and notes, by W. Carew Hazlitt, of the Inner Temple

Browne, William (1590- ca. 1645)

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THE FIRST VOLUME, THE SECOND VOLUME.

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Britannia's PASTORALS.

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1.

The first Booke.

TO THE NO LESSE ENOBLED BY VERTVE, THEN ANCIENT In Nobilitie, the Right Honorable Edvvard Lord Zouch, Saint-Maure, and Cantelupe, and one of his Maiesties most Honourable Privie Covncell.

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[Commendatory Verses.]

To his Friend the Avthor.

To his Ingenious and worthy Friend the Avthor.

On him; a Pastorall Ode to his fairest Shepheardesse.

To his Friend the Avthor vpon his Poem.

To his Friend the Author.

[Euterpe to her deerest Darling W. B.

Carmina amo, mihi Wille placet tua fistula: fælix! En re sonant laudes illa, vel illa tuas.

On the Author of Britannias Peerlesse Pastoralls.

On the Author of Britannias Peerlesse Pastoralls.

Uppon the occasion of Readinge this compleet Poem.

To the now unparelleled Sydney of his time, W. B., the ingenuous Author of Brittannia's Pastorals.

An Ode entreating him to proceed in the continuation of his Brittannias Pastorals.

To the Authour, W. B.

On the Author, W. B.

To the unparalleled Author of the sequent Poems, W. B.

Idem ad Eundem.

On the Author of Brittanias Matchlesse (though unfinisht) Pastorals.

1.

The First Song.

2.

The Second Song.

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3.

The Third Song.

The first presents his Dogge, with these:

The second, his Pipe, with these:

The third, a paire of Gloues, thus:

The fourth, an Anagram. Maiden aid Men.

The fift, a Ring, with a Picture in a Iewell on it.

The sixt, a Nosegay of Roses, with a Nettle in it.

The seuenth, a Girdle.

4.

The Fovrth Song.

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5.

The Fifth Song.

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2.

The second Booke.

TO THE TRVLY NOBLE AND LEARNED William EARLE OF Pembroke, LORD CHAMBERLAINE TO HIS Maiestie, &c.

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[Commendatory Verses.]

To the most ingenious Author Mr. W. Browne.

To his Friend Mr. Browne.

To his worthily-affected Friend Mr. VV. Browne.

Another to the same.

[To my Browne, yet brightest Swaine]

To my noble Friend the Author.

To his worthy Friend Mr. W. Browne, on his Booke.

To his Friend the Authour.

To his Friend the Author.

To the Authour.

To my truly-belou'd Friend M. Browne, on his Pastorals.

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1.

The First Song.

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2.

The Second Song.

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3.

The Third Song.

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4.

The Fovrth Song.

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5.

The Fifth Song.

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3.

The third Booke.

1.

The First Song.

2.

The Second Song.

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THE SHEPHEARDS PIPE.

To the truely Vertuous, and worthy of all Honour, the Right Honourable Edvvard, Lord Zovch, Saint Mavre and Cantelvpe, and one of his Mties. most Honourable Priuy Councell.

Of his Friend Maister William Browne.

To his better beloued, then knowne friend, Mr. Brovvne.

1.

The first Eglogue. Roget and Willy both ymet

2.

The second Eglogue. Two Shepheards here complaine the wrong

3.

The Third Eglogve. Old Neddy's pouertie they mone

4.

The Fovrth Eglogve. Vnder an aged Oke was Willy laid

TO THE VERTVOVS and much lamenting Sisters of my euer admired friend, Mr Thomas Manvvood.

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5.

The Fifth Eglogve.

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6.

The Sixth Eglogve.

7.

The Seventh Eglogve.

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THE INNER TEMPLE MASQUE.

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THE INNER TEMPLE MASQUE.

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1.

[THE FIRSTE SCENE.]

The Description of THE FIRSTE SCENE.

2.

The Seconde Scene.

3.

The THIRD SCENES

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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS

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I.

[Loue who will, for Ile loue none]

ON A FAIRE LADYES YELLOW HAIRE POWDRED WITH WHITE.

[Not longe agone a youthfull swayne]

[Shall I loue againe, & try]

[Deepe are the wounds which strike a vertuous name]

[Poore silly foole! thou striv'st in vaine to knowe]

[Wellcome, wellcome, doe I sing]

[Ye merry birds, leaue of to sing]

A SIGH FROM OXFORD.

[A haples shepherd on a daye]

[Coelia is gone, & now sit I]

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II. Odes, Songs, and Sonnets.

[Vnhappy Muse, that nothing pleasest me]

THIRSIS' PRAISE OF HIS MISTRESSE.

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7.

8.

9.

10.

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12.

13.

14.

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III.

AN EPISTLE THROWNE INTO A RIUER, IN A BALL OF WAX.

FIDO: AN EPISTLE TO FIDELIA.

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IV.

AN ELEGYE ON MR. WILLM. HOPTON.

AN ELEGIE ON THE COUNTESSE DOWAGER OF PEMBROOKE.

ON AN INFANT VNBORNE, & THE MOTHER DYEING IN TRAUELL.

ON THE R: H: CHARLES LORD HERBERT OF CARRDIFF & SHERLAND.

AN EPICED ON MR. FISHBOURNE.

AN ELEGYE ON SR THOMAS OVERBVRYE,

ON A TWIN AT TWO YEARES OLD,

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V.

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[It hapned lately at a Fair, or Wake]

ON AN HOURE GLASSE.

ON THE COUNTESSE OF SOMERSETS PICTURE.

TO DON ANTONIO, KING OF PORTUGALL.

[Give me three kisses, Phillis; if not three]

ON ONE BORNE BLYNDE, AND SOE DEAD.

ON A ROPE-MAKER HANG'D.

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VII.

AN EPITAPH ON MR. JOHN SMYTH, CHAPLAYNE TO THE RIGHT HOBLE THE EARLE OF PEMBROOKE.

ON MRS. ANNE PRIDEAUX, DAUGHTER OF MR. DOCTOR PRIDEAUX, REGIUS PROFESSOR.

AN EPITAPH ON MR. WM. HOPTON.

AN EPITAPH ON SR. JOHN PROWDE.

IN OBITUM M. S. xo MAIJ, 1614.

ON MR. VAUX, THE PHYSITIAN.

ON ONE DROWNED IN THE SNOWE.

ON MR. JOHN DEANE, OF NEW COLLEDGE.

ON MR. FRANCIS LEE OF THE TEMPLE, GENT.

MY OWNE EPITAPH.

ON HIS WIFE, AN EPITAPH.

ON THE COUNTESSE DOWAGER OF PEMBROKE

ON THE R. H. SUSAN, COUNTESSE OF MONTGOMERIE.

AN EPITAPH ON MR. THOMAS AYLEWORTH.

AN EPITAPH ON MRS. EL: Y.

ON MR TURNER OF ST. MARY-HALL.

ON GOODMAN HURST OF THE GEORGE AT HORSHAM,

[Heere lyes kind Tom, thrust out of dore]

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VIII.

VIII. Paraphrases, &c.

[Tell me, Pyrrha, what fine youth]

THE HAPPY LIFE.

IN URBEM ROMAM QUALIS EST HODIE.

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IX.

IX. Miscellaneous Pieces.

LIDFORD JOURNEY.

[RELIGIOUS VERSES.]

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X.

X. Commendatory Verses.

TO HIS WORTHY AND INGENIOUS FRIEND THE AUTHOR.

TO MY HONOR'D FRIEND MR. DRAYTON.

VPON THIS WORKE OF HIS BELOUED FRIEND THE AVTHOR.

THE AUTHORS FRIEND TO THE READER.

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Idem ad Eundem.

AN ODE.

I hearde the mountaine gods complaine,
Sweet Willy thou neglects thy straine,
And that thou wouldst not blesse againe
Thy fellow swaine.

The sisters did bewaile,
That hee whose notes did oft assaile
Apollos skill, yea did prevaile,
Their art disdaines.

What if some forward stub-chind boy
Takes upp a reed, and dos employ
His artlesse lipps, can this annoy
Thy sweeter song?

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Could thy exactnesse brooke a foile,
Without disparagement; their soile
Commends thy toungue more smoothe than oile,
Our sports amonge.

Great Pan eer since thou wentst away,
Has mist the glories of his day,
No shepheard dares begin a lay
To honor him.

Behold how all our joyes do turne
To sadnesse, see hot sighs which burne
Our brests, look how our swolne eyes mourne
And weepe till drie.

Our crooks are trailed along the ground,
Our pipes grow dumb, or sadly sound,
No flowrie chaplets eer hath crownd,
Since thine a browe.

Each shepheardesse as in despaire,
Mean more to be proclaimed faire,
T'fitt time to trim her fluent haire
Doth scarce allow.

Our lambs doe leave to skipp about,
And ape their dames sad pace throughout,
The hills with woes, as if they doubt
Securitie.

Now thou art absent, whose smooth reed
Did in the woulfs and tigers breed
A nature tame, and thus them freed
From crueltie.

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Each muse, godd, sheep, and shepheards all,
Joyn in the art thy madrigall,
For Pans sake at thy festivall
Renew thy straines.

Why should that spright which sored so hie
Above the ken of emulous eye,
Eer Doridon be finishd die,
And shun our playnes.

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