Loves martyr or, Rosalins complaint. Allegorically shadowing the truth of Loue, in the constant Fate of the Phoenix and Turtle. A Poeme enterlaced with much varietie and raritie; now first translated out of the uenerable Italian Torquato Caeliano, by Robert Chester. With the true legend of famous King Arthur, the last of the nine Worthies, being the first Essay of a new British Poet: collected out of diuerse Authenticall Records. To these are added some new compositions, of seuerall moderne Writers whose names are subscribed to their seuerall workes, upon the first Subiect: viz. the Phoenix and Turtle |
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The Phœnix her Song to the Dittie before.
O holy Loue, religious Saint,
Mans onely hony-tasting Pleasure,
Thy glory, learning cannot paint,
For thou art all our wordly Treasure:
Thou art the Treasure, Treasure of the soule,
That great celestiall powers dost controule.
What greater blisse then to embrace
The perfect patterne of Delight,
Whose heart-enchaunting Eye doth chase
All stormes of sorow from mans sight:
Pleasure, Delight, Wealth, and earth-ioyes do lye
In Uenus bosome, bosome of pure beautie.
Mans onely hony-tasting Pleasure,
Thy glory, learning cannot paint,
For thou art all our wordly Treasure:
Thou art the Treasure, Treasure of the soule,
That great celestiall powers dost controule.
What greater blisse then to embrace
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Whose heart-enchaunting Eye doth chase
All stormes of sorow from mans sight:
Pleasure, Delight, Wealth, and earth-ioyes do lye
In Uenus bosome, bosome of pure beautie.
That mind that tasteth perfect Loue,
Is farre remoted from annoy:
Cupid that God doth sit aboue,
That tips his Arrowes all with ioy:
And this makes Poets in their Verse to sing
Loue is a holy, holy, holy thing.
Nature.
Is farre remoted from annoy:
Cupid that God doth sit aboue,
That tips his Arrowes all with ioy:
And this makes Poets in their Verse to sing
Loue is a holy, holy, holy thing.
O voice Angelicall, O heauenly song,
The golden praise of Loue that thou hast made,
Deliuerd from thy sweete smoothd honied tong,
Commaunds Loue selfe to lye within a shade,
And yeeld thee all the Pleasures may be had:
Thy sweete melodious voice hath beautifide
And guilded Loues rich amours in her pride.
The golden praise of Loue that thou hast made,
Deliuerd from thy sweete smoothd honied tong,
Commaunds Loue selfe to lye within a shade,
And yeeld thee all the Pleasures may be had:
Thy sweete melodious voice hath beautifide
And guilded Loues rich amours in her pride.
Phœnix.
Enough, enough, Loue is a holy thing,
A power deuine, deuine, maiesticall:
In shallow witted braines as you did sing,
It cares not for the force materiall,
And low-borne Swaines it nought respects at all:
She builds her Bower in none but noble minds,
And there due adoration still she finds.
A power deuine, deuine, maiesticall:
In shallow witted braines as you did sing,
It cares not for the force materiall,
And low-borne Swaines it nought respects at all:
She builds her Bower in none but noble minds,
And there due adoration still she finds.
Nature.
Stay Phœnix stay, the euening Starre drawes nie,
And Phœbus he is parted from our sight,
And with this Wagon mounted in the Skie,
Affoording passage to the gloomie night,
That doth the way-faring Passenger affright:
And we are set on foote neere to that Ile,
In whose deepe bottome plaines Delight doth smile.
And Phœbus he is parted from our sight,
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Affoording passage to the gloomie night,
That doth the way-faring Passenger affright:
And we are set on foote neere to that Ile,
In whose deepe bottome plaines Delight doth smile.
O what a muskie sent the ayre doth cast,
As if the Gods perfum'd it with sweete Myrrhe:
O how my bloud's inspired and doth taste,
An alteration in my ioynts to stirre,
As if the good did with the bad conferre:
The ayre doth moue my Spirites, purge my Sence,
And in my body doth new warre commence.
As if the Gods perfum'd it with sweete Myrrhe:
O how my bloud's inspired and doth taste,
An alteration in my ioynts to stirre,
As if the good did with the bad conferre:
The ayre doth moue my Spirites, purge my Sence,
And in my body doth new warre commence.
Looke round about, behold yon fruitfull Plaine,
Behold their meadow plots and pasture ground,
Behold their chrystall Riuers runne amaine,
Into the vaste huge Seas deuouring sound,
And in her bowels all her filth is found:
It vomiteth by vertue all corruption,
Into that watrie plaine of desolation.
Behold their meadow plots and pasture ground,
Behold their chrystall Riuers runne amaine,
Into the vaste huge Seas deuouring sound,
And in her bowels all her filth is found:
It vomiteth by vertue all corruption,
Into that watrie plaine of desolation.
And while the day giues light vnto our eies,
Be thou attentiue, and I will relate,
The glorie of the plaines that thou descri'st,
Whose fertill bounds farre doth extenuate,
Where Mars and Venus arme in arme haue sate:
Of plants of hearbs, and of high springing trees,
Of sweete delicious sauors, and of Bees.
Be thou attentiue, and I will relate,
The glorie of the plaines that thou descri'st,
Whose fertill bounds farre doth extenuate,
Where Mars and Venus arme in arme haue sate:
Of plants of hearbs, and of high springing trees,
Of sweete delicious sauors, and of Bees.
In this delightsome countrey there doth grow,
The Mandrake cald in Greeke Mandragoras,
Some of his vertues if you looke to know,
The iuyce that freshly from the roote doth passe,
Purgeth all fleame like blacke Helleborus:
Tis good for paine engendred in the eies;
By wine made of the roote doth sleepe arise.
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Some of his vertues if you looke to know,
The iuyce that freshly from the roote doth passe,
Purgeth all fleame like blacke Helleborus:
Tis good for paine engendred in the eies;
By wine made of the roote doth sleepe arise.
Theres Yellow Crowbels and the Daphadill,
Good Harry, herbe Robert, and white Cotula,
Adders grasse, Eglantine, and Aphodill,
Agnus Castus, and Acatia,
The Blacke Arke-angell, Coloquintida,
Sweete Sugar Canes, Sinkefoile and boies Mercurie,
Goosefoote, Goldsnap, and good Gratia Dei.
Good Harry, herbe Robert, and white Cotula,
Adders grasse, Eglantine, and Aphodill,
Agnus Castus, and Acatia,
The Blacke Arke-angell, Coloquintida,
Sweete Sugar Canes, Sinkefoile and boies Mercurie,
Goosefoote, Goldsnap, and good Gratia Dei.
Mosse of the Sea, and yellow Succorie,
Sweete Trefoile, Weedwind, the wholesome Wormewood,
Muskmealons, Moustaile, and Mercurie,
The dead Arkeangell that for wennes is good,
The Souldiers perrow, and great Southernewood:
Stone hearts tongue, Blessed thistle, and Sea Trifoly,
Our Ladies cushion, and Spaines Pellitorie.
Sweete Trefoile, Weedwind, the wholesome Wormewood,
Muskmealons, Moustaile, and Mercurie,
The dead Arkeangell that for wennes is good,
The Souldiers perrow, and great Southernewood:
Stone hearts tongue, Blessed thistle, and Sea Trifoly,
Our Ladies cushion, and Spaines Pellitorie.
Phœnix.
No doubt this Clymate where as these remaine,
The women and the men are fam'd for faire,
Here neede they not of aches to complaine,
For Phisickes skill growes here without compare:
All herbes and plants within this Region are,
But by the way sweete Nature as you go,
Of Agnus Castus speake a word or two.
The women and the men are fam'd for faire,
Here neede they not of aches to complaine,
For Phisickes skill growes here without compare:
All herbes and plants within this Region are,
But by the way sweete Nature as you go,
Of Agnus Castus speake a word or two.
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That shall I briefly; it is the very handmaid
To Uesta, or to perfect Chastitie,
The hot inflamed spirite is allaid
By this sweete herbe that bends to Luxury,
It drieth vp the seede of Venerie:
The leaues being laid vpon the sleepers bed,
With chastnesse, cleannesse, purenesse he is fed.
To Uesta, or to perfect Chastitie,
The hot inflamed spirite is allaid
By this sweete herbe that bends to Luxury,
It drieth vp the seede of Venerie:
The leaues being laid vpon the sleepers bed,
With chastnesse, cleannesse, purenesse he is fed.
Burne me the leaues, and straw then on the ground,
Whereas foule venemous Serpents vse to haunt:
And by this vertue here they are not found,
Their operation doth such creatures daunt,
It causeth them from thence for to auaunt:
If thou be stung with Serpents great or lesse,
Drinke but the seede, and thou shalt find redresse.
Whereas foule venemous Serpents vse to haunt:
And by this vertue here they are not found,
Their operation doth such creatures daunt,
It causeth them from thence for to auaunt:
If thou be stung with Serpents great or lesse,
Drinke but the seede, and thou shalt find redresse.
But to proceed, heres Clary or Cleare-eie,
Calues snout, Cukoe flowers, and the Cuckoes meate,
Calathian Violets, Dandelion, and the Dewberrie,
Leopards foote, and greene Spinage which we vse to eate,
And the hot Indian Sunne procuring heate:
Great wild Valerian, and the Withie wind,
The water Cresses, or ague-curing Woodbind.
Calues snout, Cukoe flowers, and the Cuckoes meate,
Calathian Violets, Dandelion, and the Dewberrie,
Leopards foote, and greene Spinage which we vse to eate,
And the hot Indian Sunne procuring heate:
Great wild Valerian, and the Withie wind,
The water Cresses, or ague-curing Woodbind.
There's Foxgloue, Forget me not, and Coliander,
Galingal, Goldcups, and Buprestis,
Small honesties, Eye-bright, and Coculus Panter,
Double tongue, Moly, and the bright Anthillis,
Smelling Clauer, and Æthiopis:
Floramore, Euphorbium, and Esula,
White Bulbus violet, and Cassia fistula.
Galingal, Goldcups, and Buprestis,
Small honesties, Eye-bright, and Coculus Panter,
Double tongue, Moly, and the bright Anthillis,
Smelling Clauer, and Æthiopis:
Floramore, Euphorbium, and Esula,
White Bulbus violet, and Cassia fistula.
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But by the way sweete Nature tell me this,
Is this the Moly that is excellent,
For strong enchauntments and the Adders hisse?
Is this the Moly that Mercurius sent
To wise Vlysses, when he did preuent
The witchcraft, and foule Circes damned charmes,
That would haue compast him with twentie harmes?
Is this the Moly that is excellent,
For strong enchauntments and the Adders hisse?
Is this the Moly that Mercurius sent
To wise Vlysses, when he did preuent
The witchcraft, and foule Circes damned charmes,
That would haue compast him with twentie harmes?
Nature.
This is the Moly growing in this land,
That was reueal'd by cunning Mercurie
To great Vlysses, making him withstand
The hand of Circes fatall sorcerie,
That would haue loden him with miserie:
And ere we passe Ile shew some excellence,
Of other hearbs in Phisickes noble Science.
That was reueal'd by cunning Mercurie
To great Vlysses, making him withstand
The hand of Circes fatall sorcerie,
That would haue loden him with miserie:
And ere we passe Ile shew some excellence,
Of other hearbs in Phisickes noble Science.
There Mugwort, Sena and Tithimailes,
Oke of Ierusalem, and Lyryconfaucie,
Larkes spurre, Larkes claw and Lentiles,
Garden Nigella, Mill, and Pionie,
Woody Nightshade, Mints, and Sentorie,
Sowbread, Dragons, and Goates oregan,
Pelemeum, Hellebore, and Osmond the Waterman.
Oke of Ierusalem, and Lyryconfaucie,
Larkes spurre, Larkes claw and Lentiles,
Garden Nigella, Mill, and Pionie,
Woody Nightshade, Mints, and Sentorie,
Sowbread, Dragons, and Goates oregan,
Pelemeum, Hellebore, and Osmond the Waterman.
First of this Mugwort it did take the name,
Of Artemesia wife to Mausoleus,
Whose sunne-bred beautie did his heart inflame,
When she was Queene of Helicarnassus,
Diana gaue the herbe this name to vs:
Because this vertue to vs it hath lent,
For womens matters it is excellent.
Of Artemesia wife to Mausoleus,
Whose sunne-bred beautie did his heart inflame,
When she was Queene of Helicarnassus,
Diana gaue the herbe this name to vs:
Because this vertue to vs it hath lent,
For womens matters it is excellent.
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And he that shall this herbe about him beare,
Is freed from hurt or daunger any way,
No poisned Toade nor Serpent shall him feare,
As he doth trauell in the Sunne-shine day,
No wearinesse his limmes shall ought assay:
And if he weare this Mugwort at his breast,
Being trauelling, he nere shall couet rest.
Is freed from hurt or daunger any way,
No poisned Toade nor Serpent shall him feare,
As he doth trauell in the Sunne-shine day,
No wearinesse his limmes shall ought assay:
And if he weare this Mugwort at his breast,
Being trauelling, he nere shall couet rest.
There is blacke Hellebore cald Melampodium,
Because an Arcadian shepheard first did find
This wholsome herbe Melampus nam'd ofsome,
Which the rich Proetus daughters wits did bind,
When she to extreame madnesse was inclind:
It cured and reuiu'd her memorie,
That was possest with a continuall frenzie.
Because an Arcadian shepheard first did find
This wholsome herbe Melampus nam'd ofsome,
Which the rich Proetus daughters wits did bind,
When she to extreame madnesse was inclind:
It cured and reuiu'd her memorie,
That was possest with a continuall frenzie.
There Centrie in Greeke Centaurion,
That from the Centaure Chiron tooke the name,
In Spaine t'was cald Cintoria long agone,
And this much honor must we giue the same,
Wild Tygers with the leaues a man may tame:
Tis good for fiue wed aches, and giues light
To the blacke mistie dimnesse of the sight.
That from the Centaure Chiron tooke the name,
In Spaine t'was cald Cintoria long agone,
And this much honor must we giue the same,
Wild Tygers with the leaues a man may tame:
Tis good for fiue wed aches, and giues light
To the blacke mistie dimnesse of the sight.
Fames golden glorie spreadeth this report,
Vpon a day that Chiron was a guest,
To arme-strong Hercules, and did resort
Vnto his house to a most sumptuous feast,
And welcome was the Centaure mongst the rest.
But see his lucke, be on his foote let fall,
Great Hercul's shaft, and hurt himselfe withall.
Vpon a day that Chiron was a guest,
To arme-strong Hercules, and did resort
Vnto his house to a most sumptuous feast,
And welcome was the Centaure mongst the rest.
But see his lucke, be on his foote let fall,
Great Hercul's shaft, and hurt himselfe withall.
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A mightie arrow not for him to weeld,
The wound being deepe, and with a venom'd point,
To Deaths arestment he began to yeeld,
And there with sundrie Balmes they did annoint,
His wounded foote being strucken through the ioynt:
All would not serue till that an old man brought,
This Centaurie that ease to him hath wrought,
The wound being deepe, and with a venom'd point,
To Deaths arestment he began to yeeld,
And there with sundrie Balmes they did annoint,
His wounded foote being strucken through the ioynt:
All would not serue till that an old man brought,
This Centaurie that ease to him hath wrought,
There's Osmond balepate, Plebane, and Oculus Christi,
Sleeping nightshade, Salomons seale, and Sampire,
Sage of Ierusalem, and sweete Rosemarie,
Great Pilosella, Sengreene, and Alexander,
Knights Milfoile, Masticke, and Stocke gillofer,
Hearts ease, herbe twopence, and Hermodactill,
Narcissus, and the red flower Pimpernell.
Sleeping nightshade, Salomons seale, and Sampire,
Sage of Ierusalem, and sweete Rosemarie,
Great Pilosella, Sengreene, and Alexander,
Knights Milfoile, Masticke, and Stocke gillofer,
Hearts ease, herbe twopence, and Hermodactill,
Narcissus, and the red flower Pimpernell.
Phœnix.
That word Narcissus is of force to steale,
Cold running water from a stony rocke:
Alas poore boy thy beautie could not heale
The wound that thou thy selfe too deepe didst looke;
Thy shadowed eyes thy perfect eyes did mocke.
False beautie fed true beautie from the deepe,
When in the glassie water thou didst peepe.
Cold running water from a stony rocke:
Alas poore boy thy beautie could not heale
The wound that thou thy selfe too deepe didst looke;
Thy shadowed eyes thy perfect eyes did mocke.
False beautie fed true beautie from the deepe,
When in the glassie water thou didst peepe.
O Loue thou art imperious full of might,
And dost reuenge the crie disdaining louer
His lookes to Ladies eyes did giue a light,
But pride of beautie, did his beautie smother,
Like him for faire you could not find another:
Ah had he lou'd, and not on Ladies lower,
He neare had bene transformed to a flower.
And dost reuenge the crie disdaining louer
His lookes to Ladies eyes did giue a light,
But pride of beautie, did his beautie smother,
Like him for faire you could not find another:
Ah had he lou'd, and not on Ladies lower,
He neare had bene transformed to a flower.
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This is an Embleame for those painted faces,
Where deuine beautie rests her for a while,
Filling their browes with stormes and great disgraces,
That on the pained soule yeelds not a smile,
But puts true loue into perpetuall exile:
Hard hearted Soule, such fortune light on thee,
That thou maist be transform'd as well as he.
Where deuine beautie rests her for a while,
Filling their browes with stormes and great disgraces,
That on the pained soule yeelds not a smile,
But puts true loue into perpetuall exile:
Hard hearted Soule, such fortune light on thee,
That thou maist be transform'd as well as he.
Ah had the boy bene pliable to be wonne,
And not abusde his morne excelling face,
He might haue liu'd as beauteous as the Sunne,
And to his beautie Ladies would giue place,
But O proud Boy, thou wroughtst thine owne disgrace:
Thou lou'st thy selfe, and by the selfe same loue,
Did'st thy deuinesse to a flower remoue.
And not abusde his morne excelling face,
He might haue liu'd as beauteous as the Sunne,
And to his beautie Ladies would giue place,
But O proud Boy, thou wroughtst thine owne disgrace:
Thou lou'st thy selfe, and by the selfe same loue,
Did'st thy deuinesse to a flower remoue.
But to proceed, there's Christi oculus,
The seede of this Horminum drunke with wine,
Doth stirre a procurations heate in vs,
And to Libidenous lusts makes men incline,
And mens vnable bodies doth refine:
It brings increase by operation,
And multiplies our generation.
The seede of this Horminum drunke with wine,
Doth stirre a procurations heate in vs,
And to Libidenous lusts makes men incline,
And mens vnable bodies doth refine:
It brings increase by operation,
And multiplies our generation.
There's Carrets, Cheruile, and the Cucumer,
Red Patiens, Purslane, and Gingidium,
Oxe eie, sheepe killing Penygrasses, and the golden flower
Cuckoepintell, our Ladies seale, and Sagapinum,
Theophrastus violet, and Vincetoxicum:
Saint Peters wort, and louely Venus haire,
And Squilla, that keepes men from foule despaire.
Red Patiens, Purslane, and Gingidium,
Oxe eie, sheepe killing Penygrasses, and the golden flower
Cuckoepintell, our Ladies seale, and Sagapinum,
Theophrastus violet, and Vincetoxicum:
Saint Peters wort, and louely Venus haire,
And Squilla, that keepes men from foule despaire.
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O this word Carrets, if a number knew
The vertue of thy rare excelling roote,
And what good help to men there doth ensue,
They would their lands, and their liues sell to boote,
But thy sweete operation they would view:
Sad dreaming Louers slumbring in the night,
Would in thy honie working take delight.
The vertue of thy rare excelling roote,
And what good help to men there doth ensue,
They would their lands, and their liues sell to boote,
But thy sweete operation they would view:
Sad dreaming Louers slumbring in the night,
Would in thy honie working take delight.
The Thracian Orpheus whose admired skill
Infernall Pluto once hath rauished,
Causing high Trees to daunce against their will,
And vutam'd Beast with Musicks Harpe hath fed,
And Fishes to the shore hath often led,
By his experience oftentimes did proue,
This Roote procur'd in Maides a perfect loue.
Infernall Pluto once hath rauished,
Causing high Trees to daunce against their will,
And vutam'd Beast with Musicks Harpe hath fed,
And Fishes to the shore hath often led,
By his experience oftentimes did proue,
This Roote procur'd in Maides a perfect loue.
Purslane doth comfort the inflamed hart,
And healeth the exulcerated kidnies:
It stoppeth all defluxions falling smart,
And when we sleepe expelleth dreames and fancies:
It driues Imaginations from our eyes,
The iuyce of Purslane hindreth that desire,
When men to Uenus games would faine aspire.
And healeth the exulcerated kidnies:
It stoppeth all defluxions falling smart,
And when we sleepe expelleth dreames and fancies:
It driues Imaginations from our eyes,
The iuyce of Purslane hindreth that desire,
When men to Uenus games would faine aspire.
Theres Rocket, Iacke by the hedge, and Loue in idlenesse,
Knights water Sengreene, and Siluer maidenheare,
Paris Nauews, Tornesol, and towne Cresses,
Starre thistle that for many things is deare,
And Seia that in Italy Corne doth beare:
Wake-robbins, Hyacinth, and Hartichocke,
Letuce, that mens sence asleepe doth rocke.
Knights water Sengreene, and Siluer maidenheare,
Paris Nauews, Tornesol, and towne Cresses,
Starre thistle that for many things is deare,
And Seia that in Italy Corne doth beare:
Wake-robbins, Hyacinth, and Hartichocke,
Letuce, that mens sence asleepe doth rocke.
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O poore boy Hyacinthus thy faire face
Of which Apollo was enamored,
Brought thy lifes Lord too timely to that place,
Where playing with thee thou wast murdered,
And with thy bloud the grasse was sprinckled:
Thy bodie was transformed in that hower,
Into a red white mingled Gilli-flower.
Of which Apollo was enamored,
Brought thy lifes Lord too timely to that place,
Where playing with thee thou wast murdered,
And with thy bloud the grasse was sprinckled:
Thy bodie was transformed in that hower,
Into a red white mingled Gilli-flower.
Nature.
But yet Apollo wept when he was slaine,
For playing with him, cleane against his will
He made him breathlesse, this procur'd his paine:
True loue doth seldome secke true loue to kill;
O Loue thou many actions dost fulfill!
Search, seek, & learn what things there may be shown,
Then say that Loues sweet secrets are vnknowne.
For playing with him, cleane against his will
He made him breathlesse, this procur'd his paine:
True loue doth seldome secke true loue to kill;
O Loue thou many actions dost fulfill!
Search, seek, & learn what things there may be shown,
Then say that Loues sweet secrets are vnknowne.
And as a token of Apolloes sorrow,
A siluer coloured Lillie did appeare,
The leaues his perfect sighes and teares did borrow,
Which haue continued still from yeare to yeare;
Which shewes him louing, not to be seuere,
Αιαι is written as a mourning Dittie,
Vpon this flower which shewes Apolloes pittie.
A siluer coloured Lillie did appeare,
The leaues his perfect sighes and teares did borrow,
Which haue continued still from yeare to yeare;
Which shewes him louing, not to be seuere,
Αιαι is written as a mourning Dittie,
Vpon this flower which shewes Apolloes pittie.
O Schoole-boyes I will teach you such a shift,
As will be worth a Kingdome when you know it,
An herbe that hath a secret hidden drift,
To none but Treauants do I meane to show it,
And all deepe read Phisitions will allow it:
O how you play the wags, and faine would heare
Some secret matter to allay your feare.
As will be worth a Kingdome when you know it,
An herbe that hath a secret hidden drift,
To none but Treauants do I meane to show it,
And all deepe read Phisitions will allow it:
O how you play the wags, and faine would heare
Some secret matter to allay your feare.
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Theres garden Rocket, take me but the seed,
When in your Maisters brow your faults remaine,
And when to saue your selues there is great need,
Being whipt or beaten you shall feele no paine,
Although the bloud your buttocks seeme to staine:
It hardneth so the flesh and tender skin,
That what is seene without comes not within.
When in your Maisters brow your faults remaine,
And when to saue your selues there is great need,
Being whipt or beaten you shall feele no paine,
Although the bloud your buttocks seeme to staine:
It hardneth so the flesh and tender skin,
That what is seene without comes not within.
The Father that desires to haue a boy,
That may be Heire vnto his land and liuing,
Let his espoused Loue drinke day by day,
Good Artichocks, who buds in August bring,
Sed in cleare running water of the spring;
Wiues naturall Conception it doth strengthen,
And their declining life by force doth lengthen.
That may be Heire vnto his land and liuing,
Let his espoused Loue drinke day by day,
Good Artichocks, who buds in August bring,
Sed in cleare running water of the spring;
Wiues naturall Conception it doth strengthen,
And their declining life by force doth lengthen.
In Sommertime, when sluggish idlenesse
Doth haunt the bodie of a healthfull man,
In Winter time when a cold heauie slownesse
Doth tame a womans strength, do what she can,
Making her looke both bloudlesse, pale and wan,
The vertue of this Artichocke is such,
It stirres them vp to labour verie much.
Doth haunt the bodie of a healthfull man,
In Winter time when a cold heauie slownesse
Doth tame a womans strength, do what she can,
Making her looke both bloudlesse, pale and wan,
The vertue of this Artichocke is such,
It stirres them vp to labour verie much.
Theres Sowbread, Stanwort, and Starre of Hierusalem,
Base or flat Veruine, and the wholesome Tansie,
Go to bed at noone, and Titimalem,
Hundred headed thistle, and tree-clasping Iuie,
Storks bill, great Stonecrop, and seed of Canary,
Dwarfe gentian, Snakeweed and sommer Sauory,
Bell rags, prickly Boxe, and Raspis of Couentry.
Base or flat Veruine, and the wholesome Tansie,
Go to bed at noone, and Titimalem,
Hundred headed thistle, and tree-clasping Iuie,
Storks bill, great Stonecrop, and seed of Canary,
Dwarfe gentian, Snakeweed and sommer Sauory,
Bell rags, prickly Boxe, and Raspis of Couentry.
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This Sowbread is an herbe that's perillous,
For howsoeuer this same Roote be vsed,
For women growne with child tis dangerous,
And therefore it is good to be refused:
Vnlesse too much they seeke to be misused,
O haue a care how this you do apply,
Either in inward things or outwardly.
For howsoeuer this same Roote be vsed,
For women growne with child tis dangerous,
And therefore it is good to be refused:
Vnlesse too much they seeke to be misused,
O haue a care how this you do apply,
Either in inward things or outwardly.
Those that about them carrie this same Sowbread,
Or plant it in their gardens in the Spring,
If that they onely ouer it do tread,
Twill kill the issue they about them bring,
When Mother Lullabie with ioy should sing:
Yet wanton scaping Maides perhaps will tast,
This vnkind herbe, and snatch it vp in hast.
Or plant it in their gardens in the Spring,
If that they onely ouer it do tread,
Twill kill the issue they about them bring,
When Mother Lullabie with ioy should sing:
Yet wanton scaping Maides perhaps will tast,
This vnkind herbe, and snatch it vp in hast.
Yet let me giue a warning to you all,
Do not presume too much in dalliance,
Be not short-heeld with euery wind to fall:
The Eye of heauen perhaps will not dispence
With your rash fault, but plague your fowle offence,
And take away the working and the vertue,
Because to him you broke your promis'd dutie.
Do not presume too much in dalliance,
Be not short-heeld with euery wind to fall:
The Eye of heauen perhaps will not dispence
With your rash fault, but plague your fowle offence,
And take away the working and the vertue,
Because to him you broke your promis'd dutie.
Theres Iuie, that doth cling about the tree,
And with her leauie armes doth round embrace
The rotten hollow withered trunke we see,
That from the maiden Cissus tooke that place,
Grape-crowned Bacchus did this damzell grace:
Loue-piercing windowes dazeled so her eye,
That in Loues ouer-kindnesse she did dye.
And with her leauie armes doth round embrace
The rotten hollow withered trunke we see,
That from the maiden Cissus tooke that place,
Grape-crowned Bacchus did this damzell grace:
Loue-piercing windowes dazeled so her eye,
That in Loues ouer-kindnesse she did dye.
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A rich-wrought sumptuous Banquet was prepared,
Vnto the which the Gods were all inuited:
Amongst them all this Cissus was insnared,
And in the sight of Bacchus much delighted:
In her faire bosome was true Loue vnited,
She daunc't and often kist him with such mirth,
That sudden ioy did stop her vitall breath.
Vnto the which the Gods were all inuited:
Amongst them all this Cissus was insnared,
And in the sight of Bacchus much delighted:
In her faire bosome was true Loue vnited,
She daunc't and often kist him with such mirth,
That sudden ioy did stop her vitall breath.
Assoone as that the Nourisher of things,
Our Grandam Earth had tasted of her bloud,
From foorth her bodie a fresh Plant there springs,
And then an Iuy-climing Herbe there stood,
That for the fluxe Dissenterie is good:
For the remembrance of the God of wine,
It therefore alwaies claspes about the Vine.
Our Grandam Earth had tasted of her bloud,
From foorth her bodie a fresh Plant there springs,
And then an Iuy-climing Herbe there stood,
That for the fluxe Dissenterie is good:
For the remembrance of the God of wine,
It therefore alwaies claspes about the Vine.
There is Angellica or Dwarfe Gentian,
Whose roote being dride in the hot shining Sunne,
From death it doth preserue the poysoned man,
Whose extreame torment makes his life halfe gone,
That from deaths mixed potion could not shunne:
No Pestilence nor no infectious aire,
Shall do him hurt, or cause him to dispaire.
Whose roote being dride in the hot shining Sunne,
From death it doth preserue the poysoned man,
Whose extreame torment makes his life halfe gone,
That from deaths mixed potion could not shunne:
No Pestilence nor no infectious aire,
Shall do him hurt, or cause him to dispaire.
Theres Carduus benedictus cald the Blessed thistle,
Neswort, Peniroyall, and Astrolochia,
Yellow Wolfs-bane, and Rose-smelling Bramble,
Our Ladies Bedstraw, Brookelime, and Lunaria,
Cinque foile, Cats taile, and Cresse Sciatica,
Hollihockes, Mouseare, and Pety Morrell,
Sage, Scorpiades, and the garden Sorrell.
Neswort, Peniroyall, and Astrolochia,
Yellow Wolfs-bane, and Rose-smelling Bramble,
Our Ladies Bedstraw, Brookelime, and Lunaria,
Cinque foile, Cats taile, and Cresse Sciatica,
Hollihockes, Mouseare, and Pety Morrell,
Sage, Scorpiades, and the garden Sorrell.
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First of the Nesewort, it doth driue away,
And poysoneth troublesome Mice and long-tail'd Rats,
And being sod in milke, it doth destroy
Bees, Waspes, or Flies, and litle stinging Gnats:
It killeth Dogs, and rest disturbing Cats,
Boyled with vineger it doth asswage
The ach proceeding from the tooths hot rage.
And poysoneth troublesome Mice and long-tail'd Rats,
And being sod in milke, it doth destroy
Bees, Waspes, or Flies, and litle stinging Gnats:
It killeth Dogs, and rest disturbing Cats,
Boyled with vineger it doth asswage
The ach proceeding from the tooths hot rage.
Sage is an herbe for health preseruatiue,
It doth expell from women barrennesse:
Ætius saith, it makes the child to liue,
Whose new-knit ioynts are full of feeblenesse,
And comforteth the mothers wearinesse:
Adding a liuely spirit, that doth good
Vnto the painefull labouring wiues sicke bloud.
It doth expell from women barrennesse:
Ætius saith, it makes the child to liue,
Whose new-knit ioynts are full of feeblenesse,
And comforteth the mothers wearinesse:
Adding a liuely spirit, that doth good
Vnto the painefull labouring wiues sicke bloud.
In Egypt when a great mortalitie,
And killing Pestilence did infect the Land,
Making the people die innumerablie,
The plague being ceast, the women out of hand
Did drinke of iuyce of Sage continually,
That made them to increase and multiply,
And bring foorth store of children presently.
And killing Pestilence did infect the Land,
Making the people die innumerablie,
The plague being ceast, the women out of hand
Did drinke of iuyce of Sage continually,
That made them to increase and multiply,
And bring foorth store of children presently.
This herbe Lunaria, if a horse do grase
Within a medow where the same doth grow,
And ouer it doth come with gentle pace,
Hauing a horslocke at his foote below,
As many haue, that sauegard we do know,
It openeth the Locke, and makes it fall,
Despight the barre that it is lockt withall.
Within a medow where the same doth grow,
And ouer it doth come with gentle pace,
Hauing a horslocke at his foote below,
As many haue, that sauegard we do know,
It openeth the Locke, and makes it fall,
Despight the barre that it is lockt withall.
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There's Standergras, Hares ballockes, or great Orchis,
Prouoketh Uenus, and procureth sport,
It helpes the weakned body that's amisse,
And fals away in a consumptuous sort,
It heales the Hectique feauer by report:
But the dried shriueld roote being withered,
Hindreth the vertue we haue vttered.
Prouoketh Uenus, and procureth sport,
It helpes the weakned body that's amisse,
And fals away in a consumptuous sort,
It heales the Hectique feauer by report:
But the dried shriueld roote being withered,
Hindreth the vertue we haue vttered.
If Man of the great springing rootes doth eate,
Being in matrimoniall copulation,
Male children of his wife he shall beget,
This speciall vertue hath the operation,
If Women make the withered rootes their meate,
Faire louely Daughters, affable, and wise,
From their fresh springing loines there shall arise.
Being in matrimoniall copulation,
Male children of his wife he shall beget,
This speciall vertue hath the operation,
If Women make the withered rootes their meate,
Faire louely Daughters, affable, and wise,
From their fresh springing loines there shall arise.
Theres Rosemarie, the Arabians iustifie,
(Phisitions of exceeding perfect skill,)
It comforteth the braine and Memorie,
And to the inward sence giues strength at will,
The head with noble knowledge it doth fill.
Conserues thereof restores the speech being lost,
And makes a perfect Tongue with little cost.
(Phisitions of exceeding perfect skill,)
It comforteth the braine and Memorie,
And to the inward sence giues strength at will,
The head with noble knowledge it doth fill.
Conserues thereof restores the speech being lost,
And makes a perfect Tongue with little cost.
Theres Dwale or Nightshade, tis a fatall plant,
It bringeth men into a deadly sleepe,
Then Rage and Anger doth their senses haunt,
And like mad Aiax they a coile do keepe,
Till leane-fac'd Death into their heart doth creepe,
In Almaine graue experience hath vs tought,
This wicked herbe for manie things is nought.
It bringeth men into a deadly sleepe,
Then Rage and Anger doth their senses haunt,
And like mad Aiax they a coile do keepe,
Till leane-fac'd Death into their heart doth creepe,
In Almaine graue experience hath vs tought,
This wicked herbe for manie things is nought.
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Oke of Ierusalem being throughly dried,
And laid in presses where your clothes do lie,
No Mothes or venome mongst them shall abide,
It makes them smell so odoriferously,
That it doth kill them all immediately:
It helpes the breast that's stopped with corruption,
And giues mans breath fit operation.
And laid in presses where your clothes do lie,
No Mothes or venome mongst them shall abide,
It makes them smell so odoriferously,
That it doth kill them all immediately:
It helpes the breast that's stopped with corruption,
And giues mans breath fit operation.
Phœnix.
Blest be our mother Earth that nourisheth,
In her rich womb the seede of Times increase,
And by her vertue all things flourisheth,
When from her bosome she doth them release,
But are their Plants and Trees in this faire Ile,
Where Floras sweete spread garden seemes to smile?
In her rich womb the seede of Times increase,
And by her vertue all things flourisheth,
When from her bosome she doth them release,
But are their Plants and Trees in this faire Ile,
Where Floras sweete spread garden seemes to smile?
Nature.
As plentifull vnto these Ilanders,
Are the fruit-bearing Trees, as be the Flowers:
And to the chiefest Lords that are commanders,
They serue as pleasant ouer-shading bowers,
To banquet in the day, and sport being late,
And most of them I meane to nominate.
Are the fruit-bearing Trees, as be the Flowers:
And to the chiefest Lords that are commanders,
They serue as pleasant ouer-shading bowers,
To banquet in the day, and sport being late,
And most of them I meane to nominate.
Ther's the great sturdie Oke and spreading Vine,
Vnder whose branches Bacchus vsd' to sleepe,
The Rose-tree and the loftie bearing Pine,
That seemes (being toucht with wind) full oft to weepe,
The Hawthorne, Christs-thorne and the Rosemary,
The Tamariske, Willow, and the Almond-tree.
Vnder whose branches Bacchus vsd' to sleepe,
The Rose-tree and the loftie bearing Pine,
That seemes (being toucht with wind) full oft to weepe,
The Hawthorne, Christs-thorne and the Rosemary,
The Tamariske, Willow, and the Almond-tree.
The most chast tree, that Chastnesse doth betoken,
The Hollyholme, the Corke and Gooseberrie,
That neuer with tempestuous stormes is shooken,
The Oliue, Philbert, and the Barberie,
The Masticke tree whose liquid gumme being dride.
Is good for them that Rheume hath terrified.
The Hollyholme, the Corke and Gooseberrie,
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The Oliue, Philbert, and the Barberie,
The Masticke tree whose liquid gumme being dride.
Is good for them that Rheume hath terrified.
Theres Iudas tree, so cal'd because that Iew,
That did betray the innocent Lambe of God,
There first of all his sorrowes to renew,
Did hang himselfe, plagu'd with a heauy rod,
A iust reward for such an vniust slaue,
That would betray his Maister to the graue.
That did betray the innocent Lambe of God,
There first of all his sorrowes to renew,
Did hang himselfe, plagu'd with a heauy rod,
A iust reward for such an vniust slaue,
That would betray his Maister to the graue.
Theres Ash-tree, Maple, and the Sycamore,
Pomegranate, Apricockes and Iunipere:
The Turpentine that sweet iuyce doth deplore,
The Quince, the Peare-tree, and the young mans Medlar,
The Fig-tree, Orenge, and the sweet moist Lemmon,
The Nutmeg, Plum-tree, and the louely Cytron.
Pomegranate, Apricockes and Iunipere:
The Turpentine that sweet iuyce doth deplore,
The Quince, the Peare-tree, and the young mans Medlar,
The Fig-tree, Orenge, and the sweet moist Lemmon,
The Nutmeg, Plum-tree, and the louely Cytron.
Now for the Mirtle tree, it beares the name,
Being once the gods Pallas best beloued,
Of Mersin the young faire Athenian Dame,
Because in actiuenesse she much excelled:
The lustie young men of Athenia,
She still was honour'd of the wise Minerua.
Being once the gods Pallas best beloued,
Of Mersin the young faire Athenian Dame,
Because in actiuenesse she much excelled:
The lustie young men of Athenia,
She still was honour'd of the wise Minerua.
Who willing her at Tilt and Tournament,
At running, vaulting, and Actiuitie,
And other exercise of gouernement,
Not to be absent from her Deitie:
Because that she as Iudge might giue the Crowne,
And garland to the Victors great renowne.
At running, vaulting, and Actiuitie,
And other exercise of gouernement,
Not to be absent from her Deitie:
Because that she as Iudge might giue the Crowne,
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But no forepassed age was free from Enuie,
That spitefull honor-crazing enemy:
For on a time giuing the equall glorie
To him that wan it most deseruedly,
The vanquisher in furie much displeased,
Slue Mersin whom the Goddesse fauored.
That spitefull honor-crazing enemy:
For on a time giuing the equall glorie
To him that wan it most deseruedly,
The vanquisher in furie much displeased,
Slue Mersin whom the Goddesse fauored.
Pallas offended with their crueltie,
Did gratefully reuenge her Maidens death,
Transforming her into a Mirtle tree,
Sweetly to flourish in the lower earth:
The berries are a meanes for to redresse
(Being decocted) swolne-fac'd Drunkennesse.
Did gratefully reuenge her Maidens death,
Transforming her into a Mirtle tree,
Sweetly to flourish in the lower earth:
The berries are a meanes for to redresse
(Being decocted) swolne-fac'd Drunkennesse.
The stormie Winters greene remaining Bay
Was Daphne, Ladon and the Earths faire daughter,
Whom wise Apollo haunted in the day,
Till at the length by chaunce alas he caught her:
O if such faults were in the Gods aboue,
Blame not poore silly men if they do loue.
Was Daphne, Ladon and the Earths faire daughter,
Whom wise Apollo haunted in the day,
Till at the length by chaunce alas he caught her:
O if such faults were in the Gods aboue,
Blame not poore silly men if they do loue.
But she not able (almost out of breath)
For to resist the wise Gods humble sute,
Made her petition to her mother Earth,
That she would succour her, and make her mute:
The Earth being glad to ease her miserie,
Did swallow her, and turn'd her to a Bay tree.
For to resist the wise Gods humble sute,
Made her petition to her mother Earth,
That she would succour her, and make her mute:
The Earth being glad to ease her miserie,
Did swallow her, and turn'd her to a Bay tree.
Apollo being amazed at this sight,
Named it Daphne for his Daphnes honour,
Twisting a Garland to his hearts delight,
And on his head did weare it as a fauour:
And to this day the Bay trees memorie,
Remaines as token of true Prophesie.
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Twisting a Garland to his hearts delight,
And on his head did weare it as a fauour:
And to this day the Bay trees memorie,
Remaines as token of true Prophesie.
Some of the heathen, men of opinion,
Suppose the greene-leau'd Bay tree can resist
Inchauntments, spirites, and illusion,
And make them seeme as shadowes in a mist,
This tree is dedicate onely to the Sunne,
Because her vertue from his vice begonne.
Suppose the greene-leau'd Bay tree can resist
Inchauntments, spirites, and illusion,
And make them seeme as shadowes in a mist,
This tree is dedicate onely to the Sunne,
Because her vertue from his vice begonne.
The Mose tree hath such great large spreading leaues,
That you may wrap a child of twelue months old
In one of them, vnlesse the truth deceaues,
For so our Herborists haue truly told:
By that great Citie Aleph in Assyria,
This tree was found hard by Venetia.
That you may wrap a child of twelue months old
In one of them, vnlesse the truth deceaues,
For so our Herborists haue truly told:
By that great Citie Aleph in Assyria,
This tree was found hard by Venetia.
The fruite hereof (the Greekes and Christians)
That do remaine in that large-spreading Citie,
The misbeleeuing Iewes and Persians,
Hold this opinion for a certaintie:
Adam did eate in liuely Paradise,
That wrapt mans free-borne soules in miseries.
That do remaine in that large-spreading Citie,
The misbeleeuing Iewes and Persians,
Hold this opinion for a certaintie:
Adam did eate in liuely Paradise,
That wrapt mans free-borne soules in miseries.
Phœnix.
These trees, these plants, and this description,
Of their sweete liquid gums that are distilling,
Are to be held in estimation,
For faire-fac'd Tellus glorie is excelling:
But what white siluer'd rich resembling plaine,
Is that where wooddie moouing trees remaine?
Of their sweete liquid gums that are distilling,
Are to be held in estimation,
For faire-fac'd Tellus glorie is excelling:
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Is that where wooddie moouing trees remaine?
Nature.
That is the watry kingdome of Neptunus,
Where his high wood-made Towers dayly flote,
Bearing the title of Oceanus,
As hony-speaking Poets oft do quote:
And as the branches spreading from the tree,
So do the Riuers grace this louely Countrie.
Where his high wood-made Towers dayly flote,
Bearing the title of Oceanus,
As hony-speaking Poets oft do quote:
And as the branches spreading from the tree,
So do the Riuers grace this louely Countrie.
Wherein is bread for mans sweete nourishment,
Fishes of sundrie sorts and diuerse natures,
That the inhabitants doth much content,
As a relieuement to all mortall creatures,
But for to make you perfect what they be,
I will relate them to you orderly.
Fishes of sundrie sorts and diuerse natures,
That the inhabitants doth much content,
As a relieuement to all mortall creatures,
But for to make you perfect what they be,
I will relate them to you orderly.
There swimmes the gentle Prawne and Pickerell.
A great deuourer of small little fish,
The Puffin, Sole, and Sommer louing Mackrell,
In season held for a high Ladies dish:
The bigge bon'd Whale, of whom the skilfull Marriner,
Sometimes God knowes stands in a mightie terrour.
A great deuourer of small little fish,
The Puffin, Sole, and Sommer louing Mackrell,
In season held for a high Ladies dish:
The bigge bon'd Whale, of whom the skilfull Marriner,
Sometimes God knowes stands in a mightie terrour.
The musicke-louing Dolphin here doth swimme,
That brought Arion on his backe to shore,
And stayd a long while at the Seas deepe brimme,
To heare him play, in nature did deplore,
As being loth to leaue him, but at last
Headlong himselfe into the Sea he cast.
That brought Arion on his backe to shore,
And stayd a long while at the Seas deepe brimme,
To heare him play, in nature did deplore,
As being loth to leaue him, but at last
Headlong himselfe into the Sea he cast.
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Here swimmes the Ray, the Sea-calfe and the Porpoise,
That doth betoken raine or stormes of weather,
The Sea-horse, Sea-hound, and the wide-mouth'd Plaice,
A Spitchcoke, Stocke-fish, and the litle Pilcher,
Whose onely moisture prest by cunning Art,
Is good for those troubled with Aches smart.
That doth betoken raine or stormes of weather,
The Sea-horse, Sea-hound, and the wide-mouth'd Plaice,
A Spitchcoke, Stocke-fish, and the litle Pilcher,
Whose onely moisture prest by cunning Art,
Is good for those troubled with Aches smart.
Here swimmes the Shad, the Spitfish, and the Spurling,
The Thornebacke, Turbut, and the Perewincle,
The Twine, the Trout, the Scallop and the Whiting,
The Scate, the Roch, the Tench and pretie Wrincle:
The Purple-fish, whose liquor vsually,
A violet colour on the cloth doth die.
The Thornebacke, Turbut, and the Perewincle,
The Twine, the Trout, the Scallop and the Whiting,
The Scate, the Roch, the Tench and pretie Wrincle:
The Purple-fish, whose liquor vsually,
A violet colour on the cloth doth die.
Here swimmes the Pearch, the Cuttle and the Stocke-fish,
That with a wooden staffe is often beaten,
The Crab, the Pearch, which poore men alwayes wish,
The Ruffe, the Piper good for to be eaten:
The Barbell that three times in euery yeare,
Her naturall young ones to the waues doth beare.
That with a wooden staffe is often beaten,
The Crab, the Pearch, which poore men alwayes wish,
The Ruffe, the Piper good for to be eaten:
The Barbell that three times in euery yeare,
Her naturall young ones to the waues doth beare.
Phœnix.
His great deuine Omnipotence is mightie,
That rides vpon the Heauens axeltree,
That by increase amongst vs sends such plentie,
If to his Mightinesse gratefull we will be:
But stubburne necked Iewes do him prouoke,
Till he do loade them with a heauie yoke.
That rides vpon the Heauens axeltree,
That by increase amongst vs sends such plentie,
If to his Mightinesse gratefull we will be:
But stubburne necked Iewes do him prouoke,
Till he do loade them with a heauie yoke.
Nature.
Truth haue you said; but I will here expresse
The richesse of the Earths hid secrecie,
The salt Seas vnseene, vnknowne worthinesse,
That yeelds vs precious stones innumerably,
The rarenesse of their vertue fit for Kings,
And such this countrie climate often brings.
The richesse of the Earths hid secrecie,
The salt Seas vnseene, vnknowne worthinesse,
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The rarenesse of their vertue fit for Kings,
And such this countrie climate often brings.
Herein is found the Amatist, and Abestone,
The Topaze, Turches, and Gelatia,
The Adamant, Dionise, and Calcedon,
The Berill, Marble, and Elutropia,
The Ruby, Saphire, and Asterites,
The Iacinth, Sardonix, and Argirites.
The Topaze, Turches, and Gelatia,
The Adamant, Dionise, and Calcedon,
The Berill, Marble, and Elutropia,
The Ruby, Saphire, and Asterites,
The Iacinth, Sardonix, and Argirites.
The Smaragd, Carbuncle, and Alablaster,
Cornellis, Crusopasse, and Corrall:
The sparkling Diamond, and the louely Iasper,
The Margarite, Lodestone, and the bright-ey'd Chrystall,
Ligurius, Onix, Nitrum, and Gagates,
Absistos, Amatites, and the good Achates.
Cornellis, Crusopasse, and Corrall:
The sparkling Diamond, and the louely Iasper,
The Margarite, Lodestone, and the bright-ey'd Chrystall,
Ligurius, Onix, Nitrum, and Gagates,
Absistos, Amatites, and the good Achates.
Here in this Iland are there mines of Gold,
Mines of Siluer, Iron, Tinne and Lead,
That by the labouring workman we behold:
And mines of Brasse, that in the Earth is fed,
The stone Lipparia, Galactites, and Panteron,
Enidros, Iris, Dracontites, and Astrion.
Mines of Siluer, Iron, Tinne and Lead,
That by the labouring workman we behold:
And mines of Brasse, that in the Earth is fed,
The stone Lipparia, Galactites, and Panteron,
Enidros, Iris, Dracontites, and Astrion.
The Adamant, a hard obdurate stone,
Inuincible, and not for to be broken,
Being placed neare a great bigge barre of Iron,
This vertue hath it, as a speciall token,
The Lodestone hath no power to draw away
The Iron barre, but in one place doth stay.
Inuincible, and not for to be broken,
Being placed neare a great bigge barre of Iron,
This vertue hath it, as a speciall token,
The Lodestone hath no power to draw away
The Iron barre, but in one place doth stay.
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Yet with a Goates warme, fresh and liuely blood,
This Adamant doth breake and riue in sunder,
That many mightie, huge strokes hath withstood:
But I will tell you of a greater wonder,
It reconciles the womans loue being lost,
And giueth proofe of Chastnesse without cost.
This Adamant doth breake and riue in sunder,
That many mightie, huge strokes hath withstood:
But I will tell you of a greater wonder,
It reconciles the womans loue being lost,
And giueth proofe of Chastnesse without cost.
The purple colourd Amatist doth preuaile
Against the wit-oppressing Drunkennesse,
If euill Cogitations do assaile
Thy sleepie thoughts wrapt vp in heauinesse,
It soone will driue them from thy minds disturbing,
And temporize thy braine that is offending.
Against the wit-oppressing Drunkennesse,
If euill Cogitations do assaile
Thy sleepie thoughts wrapt vp in heauinesse,
It soone will driue them from thy minds disturbing,
And temporize thy braine that is offending.
The white-veind enterlin'd stone Achates,
Bespotted here and there with spots like blood,
Makes a man gracious in the peoples eyes,
And for to cleare the sight is passing good:
It remedieth the place that's venemous,
And in the fire smels odoriferous.
Bespotted here and there with spots like blood,
Makes a man gracious in the peoples eyes,
And for to cleare the sight is passing good:
It remedieth the place that's venemous,
And in the fire smels odoriferous.
The Gemme Amatites hath this qualitie,
Let a man touch his vesture with the same,
And it resisteth fier mightily:
The vertue doth the force of burning tame,
And afterwards cast in the fiers light,
Burnes not at all, but then it seemes most bright.
Let a man touch his vesture with the same,
And it resisteth fier mightily:
The vertue doth the force of burning tame,
And afterwards cast in the fiers light,
Burnes not at all, but then it seemes most bright.
The faire stone Berrill is so precious,
That mightie men do hold it verie rare:
It frees a man from actions perillous,
If of his lifes deare blood he haue a care,
And now and then being put into the Eyes,
Defends a man from all his enemies.
That mightie men do hold it verie rare:
It frees a man from actions perillous,
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And now and then being put into the Eyes,
Defends a man from all his enemies.
The stone Ceranicum spotted ore with blue,
Being safe and chastly borne within the hand,
Thunders hote raging cracks that do ensue
It doth expell, and Lightnings doth withstand,
Defending of the house that many keepe,
And is effectuall to bring men asleepe.
Being safe and chastly borne within the hand,
Thunders hote raging cracks that do ensue
It doth expell, and Lightnings doth withstand,
Defending of the house that many keepe,
And is effectuall to bring men asleepe.
The Diamond the worlds reflecting eye,
The Diamond the heauens bright shining starre,
The Diamond the earths most purest glorie:
And with the Diamond no Stone can compare;
She teacheth men to speake, and men to loue,
If all her rarest vertues you will proue.
The Diamond the heauens bright shining starre,
The Diamond the earths most purest glorie:
And with the Diamond no Stone can compare;
She teacheth men to speake, and men to loue,
If all her rarest vertues you will proue.
The Diamond taught Musicke first his cunning,
The Diamond taught Poetry her skill,
The Diamond gaue Lawyers first their learning,
Arithmeticke the Diamond taught at will:
She teacheth all Arts: for within her eye,
The knowledge of the world doth safely lye.
The Diamond taught Poetry her skill,
The Diamond gaue Lawyers first their learning,
Arithmeticke the Diamond taught at will:
She teacheth all Arts: for within her eye,
The knowledge of the world doth safely lye.
Dradocos is a stone that's pale and wan,
It brings to some men thoughts fantasticall:
It being layd vpon a cold dead Man,
Loseth the vertue it is grac'd withall;
Wherefore tis called the most holy stone:
For whereas Death frequenteth it is gone.
It brings to some men thoughts fantasticall:
It being layd vpon a cold dead Man,
Loseth the vertue it is grac'd withall;
Wherefore tis called the most holy stone:
For whereas Death frequenteth it is gone.
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Achites is in colour violet,
Found on the Bankes of this delightsome place,
Both male and female in this Land we get:
Whose vertue doth the Princely Eagle grace;
For being borne by her into her nest,
She bringeth foorth her young ones with much rest.
Found on the Bankes of this delightsome place,
Both male and female in this Land we get:
Whose vertue doth the Princely Eagle grace;
For being borne by her into her nest,
She bringeth foorth her young ones with much rest.
This stone being bound fast to a womans side,
Within whose purest wombe her child is lying,
Doth hasten child-birth, and doth make her bide
But litle paine, her humours is releasing.
If anie one be guiltie of Deceit,
This stone will cause him to forsake his meate.
Within whose purest wombe her child is lying,
Doth hasten child-birth, and doth make her bide
But litle paine, her humours is releasing.
If anie one be guiltie of Deceit,
This stone will cause him to forsake his meate.
Enidros is the stone that's alwayes sweating,
Distilling liquid drops continually:
And yet for all his daily moisture melting,
It keepes the selfe same bignesse stedfastly:
It neuer lesseneth, nor doth fall away,
But in one stedfast perfectnesse doth stay.
Distilling liquid drops continually:
And yet for all his daily moisture melting,
It keepes the selfe same bignesse stedfastly:
It neuer lesseneth, nor doth fall away,
But in one stedfast perfectnesse doth stay.
Perpetui fletus lachrymas distillat Enidros,
Qui velut ex pleni fontis scaturigine manat.
Qui velut ex pleni fontis scaturigine manat.
Gagates smelling like to Frankensence,
Being left whereas the poisnous Serpents breed,
Driues them away, and doth his force commence,
Making this beast on barren plaines to feed,
And there to starue and pine away for meate,
Because being there he finds no food to eate.
Being left whereas the poisnous Serpents breed,
Driues them away, and doth his force commence,
Making this beast on barren plaines to feed,
And there to starue and pine away for meate,
Because being there he finds no food to eate.
This stone being put in a faire womans drinke,
Will testifie her pure Virginitie,
A most rare thing that some men neuer thinke,
Yet you shall giue your iugdement easily,
For if she make her water presently,
Then hath this Woman lost her honestie.
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A most rare thing that some men neuer thinke,
Yet you shall giue your iugdement easily,
For if she make her water presently,
Then hath this Woman lost her honestie.
The Iacinth is a neighbour to the Saphire,
That doth transforme it selfe to sundrie sights,
Sometimes tis blacke and cloudie, sometimes cleire,
And from the mutable ayre borrowes lights:
It giueth strength and vigor in his kind,
And faire sweete quiet sleepe brings to the mind.
That doth transforme it selfe to sundrie sights,
Sometimes tis blacke and cloudie, sometimes cleire,
And from the mutable ayre borrowes lights:
It giueth strength and vigor in his kind,
And faire sweete quiet sleepe brings to the mind.
Rabiates being clearely coloured,
Borne about one doth make him eloquent,
And in great honour to be fauoured,
If he do vse it to a good intent,
Foule venemous Serpents it doth bring in awe,
And cureth paine and griefe about the mawe.
Borne about one doth make him eloquent,
And in great honour to be fauoured,
If he do vse it to a good intent,
Foule venemous Serpents it doth bring in awe,
And cureth paine and griefe about the mawe.
The iron-drawing Lode-stone if you set
Within a vessell, either Gold or Brasse,
And place a peece of Iron vnder it,
Of some indifferent size or smallest compasse,
The Lodestone on the top will cause it moue,
And by his vertue meete with it aboue.
Within a vessell, either Gold or Brasse,
And place a peece of Iron vnder it,
Of some indifferent size or smallest compasse,
The Lodestone on the top will cause it moue,
And by his vertue meete with it aboue.
The Meade stone coloured like the grassie greene,
Much gentle ease vnto the Goute hath donne,
And helpeth those being troubled with the Spleene,
Mingled with Womans milke bearing a Sonne:
It remedi'th the wit-assailing Frenzie,
And purgeth the sad mind of Melancholie.
Much gentle ease vnto the Goute hath donne,
And helpeth those being troubled with the Spleene,
Mingled with Womans milke bearing a Sonne:
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And purgeth the sad mind of Melancholie.
The stone Orites spotted ore with white,
Being worne, or hung about a womans necke,
Prohibiteth Conception and Delight,
And the child-bearing wombe by force doth checke:
Or else it hast'neth her deliuerie,
And makes the birth vnperfect and vntimely.
Being worne, or hung about a womans necke,
Prohibiteth Conception and Delight,
And the child-bearing wombe by force doth checke:
Or else it hast'neth her deliuerie,
And makes the birth vnperfect and vntimely.
Skie colour'd Saphire Kings and Princes weare,
Being held most precious in their iudging sight:
The verie touch of this doth throughly cure
The Carbuncles enraging hatefull spight:
It doth delight and recreate the Eyes,
And all base grossenesse it doth quite despise.
Being held most precious in their iudging sight:
The verie touch of this doth throughly cure
The Carbuncles enraging hatefull spight:
It doth delight and recreate the Eyes,
And all base grossenesse it doth quite despise.
If in a boxe you put an inuenomd Spider,
Whose poisonous operation is annoying,
And on the boxes top lay the true Saphire,
The vertue of his power shewes vs his cunning,
He vanquisheth the Spider, leaues him dead,
And to Apollo now is consecrated.
Whose poisonous operation is annoying,
And on the boxes top lay the true Saphire,
The vertue of his power shewes vs his cunning,
He vanquisheth the Spider, leaues him dead,
And to Apollo now is consecrated.
The fresh greene colour'd Smaragd doth excell
All Trees, Boughs, Plants, and new fresh springing Leaues
The hote reflecting Sunne can neuer quell
His vertue, that no eye-sight ere deceiues,
But ore faire Phœbus glorie it triumpheth,
And the dimme duskie Eyes it polisheth.
All Trees, Boughs, Plants, and new fresh springing Leaues
The hote reflecting Sunne can neuer quell
His vertue, that no eye-sight ere deceiues,
But ore faire Phœbus glorie it triumpheth,
And the dimme duskie Eyes it polisheth.
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The valiant Cæsar tooke his chiefe delight,
By looking on the Σμαρονς excellence,
To see his Romane souldiers how they fight,
And view what wards they had for their defence,
And who exceld in perfect chiualrie,
And noblest bore himselfe in victorie.
By looking on the Σμαρονς excellence,
To see his Romane souldiers how they fight,
And view what wards they had for their defence,
And who exceld in perfect chiualrie,
And noblest bore himselfe in victorie.
This Stone doth serue to Diuination,
To tell of things to come, and things being past,
And mongst vs held in estimation,
Giuing the sicke mans meate a gentle tast:
If things shall be, it keepes in the Mind,
If not, forgetfulnesse our Eyes doth blind.
To tell of things to come, and things being past,
And mongst vs held in estimation,
Giuing the sicke mans meate a gentle tast:
If things shall be, it keepes in the Mind,
If not, forgetfulnesse our Eyes doth blind.
The Turches being worne in a Ring,
If any Gentleman haue cause to ride,
Supports, and doth sustaine him from all falling,
Or hurting of him selfe what ere betide:
And ere he suffer anie fearefull danger,
Will fall it selfe, and breake, and burst a sunder.
If any Gentleman haue cause to ride,
Supports, and doth sustaine him from all falling,
Or hurting of him selfe what ere betide:
And ere he suffer anie fearefull danger,
Will fall it selfe, and breake, and burst a sunder.
Phœnix.
These wondrous things of Nature to mens eares
Will almost proue (sweete Nature) incredible,
But by Times ancient record it appeares,
These hidden secrets to be memorable:
For his diuinesse that hath wrought this wonder,
Rules men and beasts, the lightning and the thunder.
Will almost proue (sweete Nature) incredible,
But by Times ancient record it appeares,
These hidden secrets to be memorable:
For his diuinesse that hath wrought this wonder,
Rules men and beasts, the lightning and the thunder.
Nature.
For the worlds blindnesse and opinion,
I care not Phœnix, they are misbeleeuing,
And if their eyes trie not conclusion,
They will not trust a strangers true reporting.
With Beasts and Birds I will conclude my storie,
And to that All-in-all yeeld perfect glorie.
I care not Phœnix, they are misbeleeuing,
And if their eyes trie not conclusion,
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With Beasts and Birds I will conclude my storie,
And to that All-in-all yeeld perfect glorie.
In yonder woodie groue and fertile plaine,
Remaines the Leopard and the watrie Badger,
The Bugle or wild Oxe doth there remaine,
The Onocentaure and the cruell Tyger,
The Dromidary and the princely Lion,
The Bore, the Elephant, and the poisnous Dragon.
Remaines the Leopard and the watrie Badger,
The Bugle or wild Oxe doth there remaine,
The Onocentaure and the cruell Tyger,
The Dromidary and the princely Lion,
The Bore, the Elephant, and the poisnous Dragon.
The strong neck'd Bull that neuer felt the yoke,
The Cat, the Dog, the Wolfe, and cruell Viper,
The lurking Hare that pretie sport prouokes,
The Goatebucke, Hedgehogge and the swiftfoote Panther,
The Horse, Cameleopard and strong pawd Beare,
The Ape, the Asse, and the most fearefull Deare.
The Cat, the Dog, the Wolfe, and cruell Viper,
The lurking Hare that pretie sport prouokes,
The Goatebucke, Hedgehogge and the swiftfoote Panther,
The Horse, Cameleopard and strong pawd Beare,
The Ape, the Asse, and the most fearefull Deare.
The Mouse, the Mule, the Sow and Salamander,
That from the burning fire cannot liue,
The Weasell, Cammell and the hunted Beauer,
That in pursute away his stones doth giue:
The Stellio, Camelion and Vnicorne,
That doth expell hot poison with his Horne.
That from the burning fire cannot liue,
The Weasell, Cammell and the hunted Beauer,
That in pursute away his stones doth giue:
The Stellio, Camelion and Vnicorne,
That doth expell hot poison with his Horne.
The cruell Beare in her conception,
Brings forth at first a thing that's indigest,
A lump of flesh without all fashion,
Which she by often licking brings to rest,
Making a formall body good and sound,
Which often in this Iland we haue found.
Brings forth at first a thing that's indigest,
A lump of flesh without all fashion,
Which she by often licking brings to rest,
Making a formall body good and sound,
Which often in this Iland we haue found.
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Hic format lingua fœtum, quem protulit Vrsa.
The great wild Bore of nature terrible,
With two strong Tushes for his Armorie,
Sometimes assailes the Beare most horrible,
And twixt them is a fight both fierce and deadly:
He hunteth after Marioram and Organie,
Which as a whetstone doth his need supplie.
With two strong Tushes for his Armorie,
Sometimes assailes the Beare most horrible,
And twixt them is a fight both fierce and deadly:
He hunteth after Marioram and Organie,
Which as a whetstone doth his need supplie.
The Bugle or wild Oxe is neuer tam'd,
But with an iron ring put through his snout,
That of some perfect strength must needs be fram'd,
Then may you leade him all the world about:
The Huntsmen find him hung within a tree,
Fast by the hornes and then thy vse no pittie.
But with an iron ring put through his snout,
That of some perfect strength must needs be fram'd,
Then may you leade him all the world about:
The Huntsmen find him hung within a tree,
Fast by the hornes and then thy vse no pittie.
The Camell is of nature flexible,
For when a burden on his backe is bound,
To ease the labourer, he is knowne most gentle,
For why he kneeleth downe vpon the ground:
Suffering the man to put it off or on,
As it seemes best in his discretion.
For when a burden on his backe is bound,
To ease the labourer, he is knowne most gentle,
For why he kneeleth downe vpon the ground:
Suffering the man to put it off or on,
As it seemes best in his discretion.
They liue some fiftie or some hundred yeares,
And can remaine from water full foure dayes,
And most delight to drinke when there appeares,
A muddie spring that's troubled many wayes:
Betweene them is a naturall honest care,
If one conioyneth with his Damme, tis rare.
And can remaine from water full foure dayes,
And most delight to drinke when there appeares,
A muddie spring that's troubled many wayes:
Betweene them is a naturall honest care,
If one conioyneth with his Damme, tis rare.
The Dragon is a poisnous venom'd beast,
With whom the Elephant is at enmitie,
And in contention they do neuer rest,
Till one hath slaine the other cruelly:
The Dragon with the Elephant tries a fall,
And being vnder he is slaine withall.
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And in contention they do neuer rest,
Till one hath slaine the other cruelly:
The Dragon with the Elephant tries a fall,
And being vnder he is slaine withall.
The bunch-backt, big-bon'd, swift-foote Dromidary
Of Dromas the Greeke word borrowing the name,
For his quicke flying speedy property:
Which easily these countreymen do tame,
Hel'go a hundreth miles within one day,
And neuer seeke in any place to stay.
Of Dromas the Greeke word borrowing the name,
For his quicke flying speedy property:
Which easily these countreymen do tame,
Hel'go a hundreth miles within one day,
And neuer seeke in any place to stay.
The Dogge a naturall, kind, and louing thing,
As witnesseth our Histories of old:
Their maister dead, the poore foole with lamenting
Doth kill himselfe before accounted bold:
And would defend his maister if he might,
When cruelly his foe begins to fight.
As witnesseth our Histories of old:
Their maister dead, the poore foole with lamenting
Doth kill himselfe before accounted bold:
And would defend his maister if he might,
When cruelly his foe begins to fight.
The Elephant with tushes Iuorie,
Is a great friend to man as he doth trauell:
The Dragon hating man most spitefully,
The Elephant doth with the Dragon quarell:
And twixt them two is a most deadly strife,
Till that the man be past, and sau'd his life.
Is a great friend to man as he doth trauell:
The Dragon hating man most spitefully,
The Elephant doth with the Dragon quarell:
And twixt them two is a most deadly strife,
Till that the man be past, and sau'd his life.
The Elephant seene in Astronomy,
Will euery month play the Phisition:
Taking delight his cunning for to try,
Giuing himselfe a sweete purgation,
And to the running springs himselfe addresse,
And in the same wash off his filthinesse.
Will euery month play the Phisition:
Taking delight his cunning for to try,
Giuing himselfe a sweete purgation,
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And in the same wash off his filthinesse.
The Gote-bucke is a beast lasciuious,
And giuen much to filthy venerie;
Apt and prone to be contentious,
Seeking by craft to kill his enemy:
His bloud being warme suppleth the Adamant,
That neither fire or force could euer daunt.
And giuen much to filthy venerie;
Apt and prone to be contentious,
Seeking by craft to kill his enemy:
His bloud being warme suppleth the Adamant,
That neither fire or force could euer daunt.
The Hedghogge hath a sharpe quicke thorned garment,
That on his backe doth serue him for defence:
He can presage the winds incontinent,
And hath good knowledge in the difference
Betweene the Southerne and the Northren wind,
These vertues are allotted him by kind.
That on his backe doth serue him for defence:
He can presage the winds incontinent,
And hath good knowledge in the difference
Betweene the Southerne and the Northren wind,
These vertues are allotted him by kind.
Whereon in Constantinople that great City,
A marchant in his garden gaue one nourishment:
By which he knew the winds true certainty,
Because the Hedgehogge gaue him iust presagement:
Apples, or peares, or grapes, such is his meate,
Which on his backe he caries for to eate.
A marchant in his garden gaue one nourishment:
By which he knew the winds true certainty,
Because the Hedgehogge gaue him iust presagement:
Apples, or peares, or grapes, such is his meate,
Which on his backe he caries for to eate.
The spotted Linx in face much like a Lyon,
His vrine is of such a qualitie,
In time it turneth to a precious stone,
Called Ligarius for his property:
He hateth man so much, that he doth hide
His vrine in the earth, not to be spide.
His vrine is of such a qualitie,
In time it turneth to a precious stone,
Called Ligarius for his property:
He hateth man so much, that he doth hide
His vrine in the earth, not to be spide.
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The princely Lion King of forrest-Kings,
And chiefe Commaunder of the Wildernesse,
At whose faire feete all Beasts lay downe their offrings,
Yeelding alleageance to his worthinesse:
His strength remaineth most within his head,
His vertue in his heart is compassed.
And chiefe Commaunder of the Wildernesse,
At whose faire feete all Beasts lay downe their offrings,
Yeelding alleageance to his worthinesse:
His strength remaineth most within his head,
His vertue in his heart is compassed.
He neuer wrongs a man, nor hurts his pray,
If they will yeeld submissiue at his feete,
He knoweth when the Lionesse playes false play,
If in all kindnesse he his loue do meete:
He doth defend the poore and innocent,
And those that cruel-hearted Beasts haue rent.
If they will yeeld submissiue at his feete,
He knoweth when the Lionesse playes false play,
If in all kindnesse he his loue do meete:
He doth defend the poore and innocent,
And those that cruel-hearted Beasts haue rent.
Then is't not pittie that the craftie Foxe,
The rauenous Wolfe, the Tyger, and the Beare,
The slow-past-dull-brain'd heauie Oxe,
Should striue so good a state to ouerweare?
The Lion sleepes and laughes to see them striue,
But in the end leaues not a beast aliue.
The rauenous Wolfe, the Tyger, and the Beare,
The slow-past-dull-brain'd heauie Oxe,
Should striue so good a state to ouerweare?
The Lion sleepes and laughes to see them striue,
But in the end leaues not a beast aliue.
The Onocentaur is a monstrous beast;
Supposed halfe a man and halfe an asse,
That neuer shuts his eyes in quiet rest,
Till he his foes deare life hath round encompast,
Such were the Centaures in their tyrannie,
That liu'd by humane flesh and villanie.
Supposed halfe a man and halfe an asse,
That neuer shuts his eyes in quiet rest,
Till he his foes deare life hath round encompast,
Such were the Centaures in their tyrannie,
That liu'd by humane flesh and villanie.
The Stellio is a beast that takes his breath,
And liueth by the deaw thats heauenly,
Taking his Food and Spirit of the earth,
And so maintaines his life in chastitie,
He takes delight to counterfeit it all colours,
And yet for all this he is venimous.
And liueth by the deaw thats heauenly,
Taking his Food and Spirit of the earth,
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He takes delight to counterfeit it all colours,
And yet for all this he is venimous.
Phœnix.
Tis strange to heare such perfect difference,
In all things that his Mightinesse hath fram'd
Tis strange to heare their manner of defence,
Amongst all creatures that my Nurse hath nam'd:
Are there no Wormes nor Serpents to be found
In this sweete smelling Ile and fruitfull ground?
In all things that his Mightinesse hath fram'd
Tis strange to heare their manner of defence,
Amongst all creatures that my Nurse hath nam'd:
Are there no Wormes nor Serpents to be found
In this sweete smelling Ile and fruitfull ground?
Nature.
Within a little corner towards the East,
A moorish plot of earth and dampish place,
Some creeping Wormes and Serpents vse to rest,
And in a manner doth this bad ground grace:
It is vnpeopled and vnhabited,
For there with poisonous ayre they are fed.
A moorish plot of earth and dampish place,
Some creeping Wormes and Serpents vse to rest,
And in a manner doth this bad ground grace:
It is vnpeopled and vnhabited,
For there with poisonous ayre they are fed.
Here liues the Worme, the Gnat and Grashopper,
Rinatrix, Lizard and the fruitfull Bee,
The Mothe, Chelidras, and the Bloodsucker,
That from the flesh suckes bloud most speedily:
Cerastis, Aspis and the Crocadile,
That doth the way-faring passenger beguile.
Rinatrix, Lizard and the fruitfull Bee,
The Mothe, Chelidras, and the Bloodsucker,
That from the flesh suckes bloud most speedily:
Cerastis, Aspis and the Crocadile,
That doth the way-faring passenger beguile.
The labouring Ant, and the bespeckled Adder,
The Frogge, the Tode, and Sommer-haunting Flie,
The prettie Silkeworme, and the poisnous Viper,
That with his teeth doth wound most cruelly:
The Hornet and the poisonous Cockatrice,
That kils all birds by a most slie deuice.
The Frogge, the Tode, and Sommer-haunting Flie,
The prettie Silkeworme, and the poisnous Viper,
That with his teeth doth wound most cruelly:
The Hornet and the poisonous Cockatrice,
That kils all birds by a most slie deuice.
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The Aspis is a kind of deadly Snake,
He hurts most perillous with venom'd sting,
And in pursute doth neare his foe forsake,
But slaies a Man with poysnous venoming:
Betweene the male and female is such loue,
As is betwixt the most kind Turtle doue.
He hurts most perillous with venom'd sting,
And in pursute doth neare his foe forsake,
But slaies a Man with poysnous venoming:
Betweene the male and female is such loue,
As is betwixt the most kind Turtle doue.
This is the Snake that Cleopatra vsed,
The Egyptian Queene belou'd of Anthony,
That with her breasts deare bloud was nourished,
Making her die (faire soule) most patiently,
Rather then Cæsars great victorious hand,
Should triumph ore the Queene of such a land.
The Egyptian Queene belou'd of Anthony,
That with her breasts deare bloud was nourished,
Making her die (faire soule) most patiently,
Rather then Cæsars great victorious hand,
Should triumph ore the Queene of such a land.
The Lizard is a kind of louing creature,
Especially to man he is a friend:
This property is giuen him by nature,
From dangerous beasts poore Man he doth defend:
For being sleepy he all sence forsaketh,
The Lizard bites him till the Man awaketh.
Especially to man he is a friend:
This property is giuen him by nature,
From dangerous beasts poore Man he doth defend:
For being sleepy he all sence forsaketh,
The Lizard bites him till the Man awaketh.
The Ant or Emote is a labouring thing,
And haue amongst them all a publike weale,
In sommer time their meate they are prouiding,
And secrets mongst themselues they do conceale:
The monstrous huge big Beare being sickly,
Eating of these, is cured presently.
And haue amongst them all a publike weale,
In sommer time their meate they are prouiding,
And secrets mongst themselues they do conceale:
The monstrous huge big Beare being sickly,
Eating of these, is cured presently.
The fruitfull prety Bee liues in the hiue,
Which vnto him is like a peopled City,
And by their daily labour there they thriue,
Bringing home honied waxe continually:
They are reputed ciuill, and haue kings,
And guides for to direct them in proceedings.
Which vnto him is like a peopled City,
And by their daily labour there they thriue,
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They are reputed ciuill, and haue kings,
And guides for to direct them in proceedings.
When that their Emperour or King is present,
They liue in peacefull sort and quietnesse,
But if their officer or king be absent,
They flie and swarme abroad in companies:
If any happen casuall-wise to dye,
They mourne and bury him right solemnly.
They liue in peacefull sort and quietnesse,
But if their officer or king be absent,
They flie and swarme abroad in companies:
If any happen casuall-wise to dye,
They mourne and bury him right solemnly.
The Crocadile a saffron colour'd Snake,
Sometimes vpon the earth is conuersant,
And other times liues in a filthy lake,
Being oppressed with foule needy want:
The skin vpon his backe as hard as stone,
Resisteth violent strokes of steele or iron.
Sometimes vpon the earth is conuersant,
And other times liues in a filthy lake,
Being oppressed with foule needy want:
The skin vpon his backe as hard as stone,
Resisteth violent strokes of steele or iron.
Rinatrix is a poysenous enuenom'd Serpent,
That doth infect the riuers and the fountaines,
Bringing to cattell hurt and detriment:
When thirsty they forsake the steepy mountaines,
Rinatrix violator Aquæ, and infects the earth,
With his most noysome stinking filthy breath.
That doth infect the riuers and the fountaines,
Bringing to cattell hurt and detriment:
When thirsty they forsake the steepy mountaines,
Rinatrix violator Aquæ, and infects the earth,
With his most noysome stinking filthy breath.
The Scorpion hath a deadly stinging taile,
Bewitching some with his faire smiling face,
But presently with force he doth assaile
His captiu'd praie, and brings him to disgrace:
Wherefore tis cald of some the flattering worme,
That subtilly his foe doth ouerturne.
Bewitching some with his faire smiling face,
But presently with force he doth assaile
His captiu'd praie, and brings him to disgrace:
Wherefore tis cald of some the flattering worme,
That subtilly his foe doth ouerturne.
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Orion made his boast the earth should bring
Or yeeld no serpent forth but he would kill it,
Where presently the Scorpion vp did spring,
For so the onely powers aboue did will it:
Where in the peoples presence they did see,
Orion stung to death most cruelly.
Or yeeld no serpent forth but he would kill it,
Where presently the Scorpion vp did spring,
For so the onely powers aboue did will it:
Where in the peoples presence they did see,
Orion stung to death most cruelly.
O Wormes are diuers sorts and diuers names,
Some feeding on hard timber, some on trees,
Some in the earth a secret cabbine frames,
Some liue on tops of Ashes, some on Oliues;
Some of a red watrish colour, some of greene,
And some within the night like Fire are seene.
Some feeding on hard timber, some on trees,
Some in the earth a secret cabbine frames,
Some liue on tops of Ashes, some on Oliues;
Some of a red watrish colour, some of greene,
And some within the night like Fire are seene.
The Silkeworme by whose Webbe our Silkes are made,
For she doth dayly labour with her weaning,
A Worme that's rich and precious in her trade,
That whilst poore soule she toyleth in her spinning,
Leaues nothing in her belly but empty aire,
And toyling too much falleth to despaire.
For she doth dayly labour with her weaning,
A Worme that's rich and precious in her trade,
That whilst poore soule she toyleth in her spinning,
Leaues nothing in her belly but empty aire,
And toyling too much falleth to despaire.
Here liues the Caddes and the long leg'd Crane,
With whome the Pigmies are at mortall strife,
The Larke and Lapwing that with nets are tane,
And so poore silly soules do end their life:
The Nightingale wrong'd by Adulterie,
The Nightcrow, Goshawke, and the chattring Pie.
With whome the Pigmies are at mortall strife,
The Larke and Lapwing that with nets are tane,
And so poore silly soules do end their life:
The Nightingale wrong'd by Adulterie,
The Nightcrow, Goshawke, and the chattring Pie.
The Pheasant, Storke, and the high towring Faulcon,
The Swanne that in the riuer takes delight,
The Goldfinch, Blackebird, and the big neck'd Heron,
The skreeching Owle that loues the duskie night,
The Partridge, Griffon, and the liuely Peacocke,
The Linnet, Bulfinch, Snipe, and rauening Puttocke.
The Swanne that in the riuer takes delight,
The Goldfinch, Blackebird, and the big neck'd Heron,
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The Partridge, Griffon, and the liuely Peacocke,
The Linnet, Bulfinch, Snipe, and rauening Puttocke.
The Robin Redbreast that in Winter sings,
The Pellican, the Iay, and the chirping Sparrow,
The little Wren that many yong ones brings,
Hercin, Ibis, and the swift wingd Swallow:
The princely Eagle and Caladrius,
The Cuckow that to some is prosperous.
The Pellican, the Iay, and the chirping Sparrow,
The little Wren that many yong ones brings,
Hercin, Ibis, and the swift wingd Swallow:
The princely Eagle and Caladrius,
The Cuckow that to some is prosperous.
The snow-like colour'd bird Caladrius,
Hath this inestimable naturall prosperitie,
If any man in sicknesse dangerous,
Hopes of his health to haue recouerie,
This bird will alwayes looke with chearefull glance,
If otherwise, sad is his countenance.
Hath this inestimable naturall prosperitie,
If any man in sicknesse dangerous,
Hopes of his health to haue recouerie,
This bird will alwayes looke with chearefull glance,
If otherwise, sad is his countenance.
The Crane directed by the leaders voice,
Flies ore the seas, to countries farre vnknowne,
And in the secret night they do reioice,
To make a watch among them of their owne;
The watchman in his clawes holds fast a stone,
Which letting fall the rest are wak'd anone.
Flies ore the seas, to countries farre vnknowne,
And in the secret night they do reioice,
To make a watch among them of their owne;
The watchman in his clawes holds fast a stone,
Which letting fall the rest are wak'd anone.
The Spring-delighting bird we call the Cuckow.
Which comes to tell of wonders in this age,
Her prettie one note to the world doth show
Some men their destinie, and doth presage
The womans pleasure and the mans disgrace,
Which she sits singing in a secret place.
Which comes to tell of wonders in this age,
Her prettie one note to the world doth show
Some men their destinie, and doth presage
The womans pleasure and the mans disgrace,
Which she sits singing in a secret place.
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The Winters enuious blast she neuer tasteth,
Yet in all countries doth the Cuckoe sing,
And oftentimes to peopled townes she hasteth,
There for to tell the pleasures of the Spring:
Great Courtiers heare her voyce, but let her flye,
Knowing that she presageth Destiny.
Yet in all countries doth the Cuckoe sing,
And oftentimes to peopled townes she hasteth,
There for to tell the pleasures of the Spring:
Great Courtiers heare her voyce, but let her flye,
Knowing that she presageth Destiny.
This prety bird sometimes vpon the steeple,
Sings Cuckoe, Cuckoe, to the parish Priest,
Sometimes againe she flies amongst the people,
And on their Crosse no man can her resist,
But there she sings, yet some disdaining Dames,
Do charme her hoarse, lest she should hit their names.
Sings Cuckoe, Cuckoe, to the parish Priest,
Sometimes againe she flies amongst the people,
And on their Crosse no man can her resist,
But there she sings, yet some disdaining Dames,
Do charme her hoarse, lest she should hit their names.
She scornes to labour or make vp a nest,
But creepes by stealth into some others roome,
And with the Larkes deare yong, her yong-ones rest,
Being by subtile dealing ouercome:
The yong birds are restoratiue to eate,
And held amongst vs as a Princes meate.
But creepes by stealth into some others roome,
And with the Larkes deare yong, her yong-ones rest,
Being by subtile dealing ouercome:
The yong birds are restoratiue to eate,
And held amongst vs as a Princes meate.
The Princely Eagle of all Birds the King,
For none but she can gaze against the Sunne,
Her eye-sight is so cleare, that in her flying
She spies the smallest beast that euer runne,
As swift as gun-shot vsing no delay,
So swiftly doth she flie to catch her pray.
For none but she can gaze against the Sunne,
Her eye-sight is so cleare, that in her flying
She spies the smallest beast that euer runne,
As swift as gun-shot vsing no delay,
So swiftly doth she flie to catch her pray.
She brings her birds being yong into the aire,
And sets them for to looke on Phœbus light,
But if their eyes with gazing chance to water,
Those she accounteth bastards, leaues them quight,
But those that haue true perfect constant eyes,
She cherisheth, the rest she doth despise.
And sets them for to looke on Phœbus light,
But if their eyes with gazing chance to water,
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But those that haue true perfect constant eyes,
She cherisheth, the rest she doth despise.
The Griffon is a bird rich feathered,
His head is like a Lion, and his flight
Is like the Eagles, much for to be feared,
For why he kils men in the vgly night:
Some say he keepes the Smaragd and the Iasper,
And in pursute of Man is monstrous eager.
His head is like a Lion, and his flight
Is like the Eagles, much for to be feared,
For why he kils men in the vgly night:
Some say he keepes the Smaragd and the Iasper,
And in pursute of Man is monstrous eager.
The gentle birds called the faire Hircinie,
Taking the name of that place where they breed,
Within the night they shine so gloriously,
That mans astonied senses they do feed:
For in the darke being cast within the way,
Giues light vnto the man that goes astray.
Taking the name of that place where they breed,
Within the night they shine so gloriously,
That mans astonied senses they do feed:
For in the darke being cast within the way,
Giues light vnto the man that goes astray.
Ibis the bird flieth to Nilus flood,
And drinking of the water purgeth cleane:
Vnto the land of Ægypt he doth good,
For he to rid their Serpents is a meane;
He feedeth on their egges, and doth destroy
The Serpents nests that would their Clime annoy.
And drinking of the water purgeth cleane:
Vnto the land of Ægypt he doth good,
For he to rid their Serpents is a meane;
He feedeth on their egges, and doth destroy
The Serpents nests that would their Clime annoy.
The Lapwing hath a piteous mournefull cry,
And sings a sorowfull and heauy song,
But yet shee's full of craft and subtilty,
And weepeth most being farthest from her yong:
In elder age she seru'd for Southsayers,
And was a Prophetesse to the Augurers.
And sings a sorowfull and heauy song,
But yet shee's full of craft and subtilty,
And weepeth most being farthest from her yong:
In elder age she seru'd for Southsayers,
And was a Prophetesse to the Augurers.
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The birds of Ægypt or Memnodides,
Of Memnon that was slaine in rescuing Troy,
Are said to flie away in companies,
To Priams pallace, and there twice a day
They fight about the turrets of the dead,
And the third day in battell are confounded.
Of Memnon that was slaine in rescuing Troy,
Are said to flie away in companies,
To Priams pallace, and there twice a day
They fight about the turrets of the dead,
And the third day in battell are confounded.
The Nightingale the nights true Chorister,
Musickes chiefe louer in the pleasant Spring,
Tunes Hunts-vp to the Sunne that doth delight her,
And to Arions harp aloud will sing:
And as a Bridegroome that to church is comming,
So he salutes the Sunne when he is rising.
Musickes chiefe louer in the pleasant Spring,
Tunes Hunts-vp to the Sunne that doth delight her,
And to Arions harp aloud will sing:
And as a Bridegroome that to church is comming,
So he salutes the Sunne when he is rising.
The Romane Cæsars, happie Emperours,
Especially those of the yongest sort,
Haue kept the Nightingale within their towers,
To play, to dally, and to make them sport,
And oftentimes in Greeke and Latine tong,
They taught those birds to sing a pleasant song.
Especially those of the yongest sort,
Haue kept the Nightingale within their towers,
To play, to dally, and to make them sport,
And oftentimes in Greeke and Latine tong,
They taught those birds to sing a pleasant song.
This bird as Histories make mention,
Sung in the infant mouth of Stesichorus,
Which did foretell due commendation,
In all his actions to be prosperous:
So Bees when Plato in his bed did lie,
Swarm'd round about his mouth, leauing their honie.
Sung in the infant mouth of Stesichorus,
Which did foretell due commendation,
In all his actions to be prosperous:
So Bees when Plato in his bed did lie,
Swarm'd round about his mouth, leauing their honie.
The sluggish slouthfull and the dastard Owle,
Hating the day, and louing of the night,
About old sepulchers doth dayly howle,
Frequenting barnes and houses without light,
And hides him often in an Iuy tree,
Least with small chattring birds wrong'd he should be.
Hating the day, and louing of the night,
About old sepulchers doth dayly howle,
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And hides him often in an Iuy tree,
Least with small chattring birds wrong'd he should be.
Fœdaque sic volucris venturi nuntia luctus,
Ignanus Bubo, dirum mortalibus omen.
Ignanus Bubo, dirum mortalibus omen.
The filthy messenger of ill to come
The sluggish Owle is, and to danger some.
The sluggish Owle is, and to danger some.
This ill bedooming Owle sate on the speare,
Of warlike Pirrhus marching to the field,
When to the Græcian armie he drew neare,
Determining to make his foes to yeeld,
Which did foreshew sinister happinesse,
And balefull fortune in his businesse.
Of warlike Pirrhus marching to the field,
When to the Græcian armie he drew neare,
Determining to make his foes to yeeld,
Which did foreshew sinister happinesse,
And balefull fortune in his businesse.
The Parrat cald the counterfeiting bird,
Deckt with all colours that faire Flora yeelds,
That after one will speake you word for word:
Liuing in wooddie groues neare fertile fields,
They haue bene knowne to giue great Emperors wine,
And therefore some men hold them for deuine.
Deckt with all colours that faire Flora yeelds,
That after one will speake you word for word:
Liuing in wooddie groues neare fertile fields,
They haue bene knowne to giue great Emperors wine,
And therefore some men hold them for deuine.
The proud sun-brauing Peacocke with his feathers,
Walkes all along, thinking himselfe a King,
And with his voyce prognosticates all weathers,
Although God knowes but badly he doth sing:
But when he lookes downe to his base blacke Feete,
He droopes, and is asham'd of things vnmeete.
Walkes all along, thinking himselfe a King,
And with his voyce prognosticates all weathers,
Although God knowes but badly he doth sing:
But when he lookes downe to his base blacke Feete,
He droopes, and is asham'd of things vnmeete.
The mighty Macedonian Alexander,
Marching in louely triumph to his foes,
Being accounted the worlds conquerour,
In Indie spies a Peacocke as he goes,
And maruelling to see so rich a sight,
Charg'd all men not to kill his sweete delight.
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Being accounted the worlds conquerour,
In Indie spies a Peacocke as he goes,
And maruelling to see so rich a sight,
Charg'd all men not to kill his sweete delight.
The Pellican the wonder of our age,
(As Ierome saith) reuiues her tender yong,
And with her purest bloud, she doth asswage
Her yong ones thirst, with poisonous Adder stong,
And those that were supposed three dayes dead.
She giues them life once more being nourished.
(As Ierome saith) reuiues her tender yong,
And with her purest bloud, she doth asswage
Her yong ones thirst, with poisonous Adder stong,
And those that were supposed three dayes dead.
She giues them life once more being nourished.
The vnsatiate Sparrow doth prognosticate,
And is held good for diuination,
For flying here and there, from gate to gate,
Foretls true things by animaduertion:
A flight of Sparrowes flying in the day,
Did prophesie the fall and sacke of Troy.
And is held good for diuination,
For flying here and there, from gate to gate,
Foretls true things by animaduertion:
A flight of Sparrowes flying in the day,
Did prophesie the fall and sacke of Troy.
The artificiall nest-composing Swallow,
That eates his meate flying along the way,
Whose swiftnesse in our eysight doth allow,
That no imperiall Bird makes her his pray:
His yong ones being hurt within the eies,
His helpes them with the herbe Calcedonies.
That eates his meate flying along the way,
Whose swiftnesse in our eysight doth allow,
That no imperiall Bird makes her his pray:
His yong ones being hurt within the eies,
His helpes them with the herbe Calcedonies.
Cecinna and the great Volateran,
Being Pompeis warlike and approued knights,
Sent letters by these Birds without a man,
To many of their friends and chiefe delights,
And all their letters to their feete did tie,
Which with great speed did bring them hastily.
Being Pompeis warlike and approued knights,
Sent letters by these Birds without a man,
To many of their friends and chiefe delights,
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Which with great speed did bring them hastily.
The sweet recording Swanne Apolloes ioy,
And firy scorched Phaetons delight,
In footed verse sings out his deep annoy,
And to the siluer riuers takes his flight,
Prognosticates to Sailers on the seas,
Fortunes prosperitie and perfect ease.
And firy scorched Phaetons delight,
In footed verse sings out his deep annoy,
And to the siluer riuers takes his flight,
Prognosticates to Sailers on the seas,
Fortunes prosperitie and perfect ease.
Cignus in auspicijs semper lætissimus ales,
Hoc optant nautæ, quia se non mergit in vndis.
Hoc optant nautæ, quia se non mergit in vndis.
Phœnix.
But what sad-mournefull drooping soule is this,
Within whose watry eyes sits Discontent,
Whose snaile-pac'd gate tels someting is amisse:
From whom is banisht sporting Meriment:
Whose feathers mowt off, falling as he goes,
The perfect picture of hart pining woes?
Within whose watry eyes sits Discontent,
Whose snaile-pac'd gate tels someting is amisse:
From whom is banisht sporting Meriment:
Whose feathers mowt off, falling as he goes,
The perfect picture of hart pining woes?
Nature.
This is the carefull bird the Turtle Doue,
Whose heauy croking note doth shew his griefe,
And thus he wanders seeking of his loue,
Refusing all things that may yeeld reliefe:
All motions of good turnes, all Mirth and Ioy,
Are bad, fled, gone, and falne into decay.
Whose heauy croking note doth shew his griefe,
And thus he wanders seeking of his loue,
Refusing all things that may yeeld reliefe:
All motions of good turnes, all Mirth and Ioy,
Are bad, fled, gone, and falne into decay.
Phœnix.
Is this the true example of the Heart?
Is this the Tutor of faire Constancy?
Is this Loues treasure, and Loues pining smart?
Is this the substance of all honesty?
And comes he thus attir'd, alas poore soule,
That Destinies foule wrath should thee controule.
Is this the Tutor of faire Constancy?
Is this Loues treasure, and Loues pining smart?
Is this the substance of all honesty?
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That Destinies foule wrath should thee controule.
See Nourse, he stares and lookes me in the face,
And now he mournes, worse then he did before,
He hath forgot his dull slow heauy pace,
But with swift gate he eyes vs more and more:
O shall I welcome him, and let me borrow
Some of his griefe to mingle with my sorrow.
And now he mournes, worse then he did before,
He hath forgot his dull slow heauy pace,
But with swift gate he eyes vs more and more:
O shall I welcome him, and let me borrow
Some of his griefe to mingle with my sorrow.
Nature.
Farwell faire bird, Ile leaue you both alone,
This is the Doue you long'd so much to see,
And this will proue companion of your mone,
An Vmpire of all true humility:
Then note my Phœnix, what there may ensue,
And so I kisse my bird. Adue, Adue.
This is the Doue you long'd so much to see,
And this will proue companion of your mone,
An Vmpire of all true humility:
Then note my Phœnix, what there may ensue,
And so I kisse my bird. Adue, Adue.
Phœnix.
Mother farewell; and now within his eyes,
Sits sorrow clothed in a sea of teares,
And more and more the billowes do arise:
Pale Griefe halfe pin'd vpon his brow appeares,
His feathers fade away, and make him looke,
As if his name were writ in Deaths pale booke.
Sits sorrow clothed in a sea of teares,
And more and more the billowes do arise:
Pale Griefe halfe pin'd vpon his brow appeares,
His feathers fade away, and make him looke,
As if his name were writ in Deaths pale booke.
Turtle.
O stay poore Turtle, whereat hast thou gazed,
At the eye-dazling Sunne, whose sweete reflection,
The round encompast heauenly world amazed?
O no, a child of Natures true complexion,
The perfect Phœnix of rariety,
For wit, for vertue, and excelling beauty.
At the eye-dazling Sunne, whose sweete reflection,
The round encompast heauenly world amazed?
O no, a child of Natures true complexion,
The perfect Phœnix of rariety,
For wit, for vertue, and excelling beauty.
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Haile map of sorrow: Tur. Welcome Cupids child.
Phœnix.
Let me wipe off those teares vpon thy cheekes,
That stain'd thy beauties pride, and haue defil'd
Nature it selfe, that so vsurping seekes
To sit vpon thy face, for Ile be partener,
Of thy harts wrapped sorrow more hereafter.
That stain'd thy beauties pride, and haue defil'd
Nature it selfe, that so vsurping seekes
To sit vpon thy face, for Ile be partener,
Of thy harts wrapped sorrow more hereafter.
Turtle.
Natures faire darling, let me kneele to thee,
And offer vp my true obedience,
And sacredly in all humility,
Craue pardon for presumptions foule offence:
Thy lawne-snow-colour'd hand shall not come neare
My impure face, to wipe away one teare.
And offer vp my true obedience,
And sacredly in all humility,
Craue pardon for presumptions foule offence:
Thy lawne-snow-colour'd hand shall not come neare
My impure face, to wipe away one teare.
My teares are for my Turtle that is dead,
My sorrow springs from her want that is gone,
My heauy note sounds for the soule that's fled,
And I will dye for him left all alone:
I am not liuing, though I seeme to go,
Already buried in the graue of wo.
My sorrow springs from her want that is gone,
My heauy note sounds for the soule that's fled,
And I will dye for him left all alone:
I am not liuing, though I seeme to go,
Already buried in the graue of wo.
Phœnix.
Why I haue left Arabia for thy sake,
Because those fires haue no working substance,
And for to find thee out did vndertake:
Where on the mountaine top we may aduance
Our fiery alter; let me tell thee this,
Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.
Because those fires haue no working substance,
And for to find thee out did vndertake:
Where on the mountaine top we may aduance
Our fiery alter; let me tell thee this,
Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.
Come poore lamenting soule, come sit by me,
We are all one, thy sorrow shall be mine,
Fall thou a teare, and thou shalt plainly see,
Mine eyes shall answer teare for teare of thine:
Sigh thou, Ile sigh, and if thou giue a grone,
I shall be dead in answering of thy mone.
We are all one, thy sorrow shall be mine,
Fall thou a teare, and thou shalt plainly see,
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Sigh thou, Ile sigh, and if thou giue a grone,
I shall be dead in answering of thy mone.
Turtle.
Loues honorable Friend, one grone of yours,
Will rend my sicke-loue-pining hart asunder,
One sigh brings teares from me like Aprill showers,
Procur'd by Sommers hote loud cracking thunder:
Be you as mery as sweet mirth may be,
Ile grone and sigh, both for your selfe and me.
Will rend my sicke-loue-pining hart asunder,
One sigh brings teares from me like Aprill showers,
Procur'd by Sommers hote loud cracking thunder:
Be you as mery as sweet mirth may be,
Ile grone and sigh, both for your selfe and me.
Phœnix.
Thou shalt not gentle Turtle, I will beare
Halfe of the burdenousyoke thou dost sustaine,
Two bodies may with greater ease outweare
A troublesome labour, then Ile brooke some paine,
But tell me gentle Turtle, tell me truly
The difference betwixt false Loue and true Sinceritie.
Halfe of the burdenousyoke thou dost sustaine,
Two bodies may with greater ease outweare
A troublesome labour, then Ile brooke some paine,
But tell me gentle Turtle, tell me truly
The difference betwixt false Loue and true Sinceritie.
Turtle.
That shall I briefly, if youle giue me leaue,
False loue is full of Enuie and Deceit,
With cunning shifts our humours to deceiue,
Laying downe poison for a sugred baite,
Alwayes in constant, false, and variable,
Delighting in fond change and mutable.
False loue is full of Enuie and Deceit,
With cunning shifts our humours to deceiue,
Laying downe poison for a sugred baite,
Alwayes in constant, false, and variable,
Delighting in fond change and mutable.
True loue, is louing pure, not to be broken,
But with an honest eye, she eyes her louer,
Not changing variable, nor neuer shoken
With fond Suspition, secrets to discouer,
True loue will tell no lies, nor ne're dissemble,
But with a bashfull modest feare will tremble.
But with an honest eye, she eyes her louer,
Not changing variable, nor neuer shoken
With fond Suspition, secrets to discouer,
True loue will tell no lies, nor ne're dissemble,
But with a bashfull modest feare will tremble.
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False loue puts on a Maske to shade her folly,
True loue goes naked wishing to be seene,
False loue will counterfeite perpetually,
True loue is Troths sweete emperizing Queene:
This is the difference, true Loue is a iewell,
False loue, hearts tyrant, inhumane, and cruell.
True loue goes naked wishing to be seene,
False loue will counterfeite perpetually,
True loue is Troths sweete emperizing Queene:
This is the difference, true Loue is a iewell,
False loue, hearts tyrant, inhumane, and cruell.
Phœnix.
What may we wonder at? O where is learning?
Where is all difference twixt the good and bad?
Where is Apelles art? where is true cunning?
Nay where is all the vertue may be had?
Within my Turtles bosome, she refines,
More then some louing perfect true deuines.
Where is all difference twixt the good and bad?
Where is Apelles art? where is true cunning?
Nay where is all the vertue may be had?
Within my Turtles bosome, she refines,
More then some louing perfect true deuines.
Thou shalt not be no more the Turtle-Doue,
Thou shalt no more go weeping al alone,
For thou shalt be my selfe, my perfect Loue,
Thy griefe is mine, thy sorrow is my mone,
Come kisse me sweetest sweete, O I do blesse
This gracious luckie Sun-shine happinesse.
Thou shalt no more go weeping al alone,
For thou shalt be my selfe, my perfect Loue,
Thy griefe is mine, thy sorrow is my mone,
Come kisse me sweetest sweete, O I do blesse
This gracious luckie Sun-shine happinesse.
Turtle.
How may I in all gratefulnesse requite,
This gracious fauor offred to thy seruant?
The time affordeth heauinesse not delight,
And to the times appoint weele be obseruant:
Command, O do commaund, what ere thou wilt,
My hearts bloud for thy sake shall straight be spilt.
This gracious fauor offred to thy seruant?
The time affordeth heauinesse not delight,
And to the times appoint weele be obseruant:
Command, O do commaund, what ere thou wilt,
My hearts bloud for thy sake shall straight be spilt.
Phœnix.
Then I command thee on thy tender care,
And chiefe obedience that thou owst to me,
That thou especially (deare Bird) beware
Of impure thoughts, or vncleane chastity:
For we must wast together in that fire,
That will not burne but by true Loues desire.
And chiefe obedience that thou owst to me,
That thou especially (deare Bird) beware
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For we must wast together in that fire,
That will not burne but by true Loues desire.
Turtle.
A spot of that foule monster neare did staine,
These drooping feathers, nor I neuer knew
In what base filthy clymate doth remaine
That spright incarnate; and to tell you true,
I am as spotlesse as the purest whight,
Cleare without staine, of enuy, or despight.
These drooping feathers, nor I neuer knew
In what base filthy clymate doth remaine
That spright incarnate; and to tell you true,
I am as spotlesse as the purest whight,
Cleare without staine, of enuy, or despight.
Phœnix.
Then to yon next adioyning groue we'le flye,
And gather sweete wood for to make our flame,
And in a manner sacrificingly,
Burne both our bodies to reuiue one name:
And in all humblenesse we will intreate,
The hot earth parching Sunne to lend his heate.
And gather sweete wood for to make our flame,
And in a manner sacrificingly,
Burne both our bodies to reuiue one name:
And in all humblenesse we will intreate,
The hot earth parching Sunne to lend his heate.
Turtle.
Why now my heart is light, this very doome
Hath banisht sorrow from my pensiue breast:
And in my bosome there is left no roome,
To set blacke melancholy, or let him rest;
Ile fetch sweete mirrhe to burne, and licorice,
Sweete Iuniper, and straw them ore with spice.
Hath banisht sorrow from my pensiue breast:
And in my bosome there is left no roome,
To set blacke melancholy, or let him rest;
Ile fetch sweete mirrhe to burne, and licorice,
Sweete Iuniper, and straw them ore with spice.
Phœnix.
Pile vp the wood, and let vs inuocate
His great name that doth ride within his chariot,
And guides the dayes bright eye, let's nominate
Some of his blessings, that he well may wot,
Our faithfull seruice and humility,
Offer'd vnto his highest Deiety.
His great name that doth ride within his chariot,
And guides the dayes bright eye, let's nominate
Some of his blessings, that he well may wot,
Our faithfull seruice and humility,
Offer'd vnto his highest Deiety.
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Great God Apollo, for the tender loue,
Thou once didst beare to wilfull Phaeton,
That did desire thy chariots rule aboue,
Which thou didst grieue in hart to thinke vpon:
Send thy hot kindling light into this wood,
That shall receiue the Sacrifice of bloud.
Thou once didst beare to wilfull Phaeton,
That did desire thy chariots rule aboue,
Which thou didst grieue in hart to thinke vpon:
Send thy hot kindling light into this wood,
That shall receiue the Sacrifice of bloud.
Turtle.
For thy sweet Daphnes sake thy best beloued,
And for the Harpe receiu'd of Mercury,
And for the Muses of thee fauored,
Whose gift of wit excels all exellency:
Send thy hot kindling fire into this wood,
That shall receiue the Sacrifice of bloud.
And for the Harpe receiu'd of Mercury,
And for the Muses of thee fauored,
Whose gift of wit excels all exellency:
Send thy hot kindling fire into this wood,
That shall receiue the Sacrifice of bloud.
Phœnix.
For thy sweet fathers sake great Iupiter,
That with his thunder-bolts commands the earth,
And for Latonas sake thy gentle mother,
That first gaue Phœbus glories liuely breath:
Send thy hot kindling light into this wood,
That shall receiue the Sacrifice of bloud.
That with his thunder-bolts commands the earth,
And for Latonas sake thy gentle mother,
That first gaue Phœbus glories liuely breath:
Send thy hot kindling light into this wood,
That shall receiue the Sacrifice of bloud.
Stay, stay, poore Turtle, ô we are betraid,
Behind yon little bush there sits a spy,
That makes me blush with anger, halfe afraid,
That in our motions secrecly would pry:
I will go chide with him, and driue him thence,
And plague him for presumptions foule offence.
Behind yon little bush there sits a spy,
That makes me blush with anger, halfe afraid,
That in our motions secrecly would pry:
I will go chide with him, and driue him thence,
And plague him for presumptions foule offence.
Turtle.
Be not affraid, it is the Pellican,
Looke how her yong-ones make her brest to bleed,
And drawes the bloud foorth, do the best she can,
And with the same their hungry fancies feede,
Let her alone to vew our Tragedy,
And then report our Loue that she did see.
Looke how her yong-ones make her brest to bleed,
And drawes the bloud foorth, do the best she can,
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Let her alone to vew our Tragedy,
And then report our Loue that she did see.
See beauteous Phœnix it begins to burne,
O blessed Phœbus, happy, happy light,
Now will I recompence thy great good turne,
And first (deare bird) Ile vanish in thy sight,
And thou shalt see with what a quicke desire,
Ile leape into the middle of the fire.
O blessed Phœbus, happy, happy light,
Now will I recompence thy great good turne,
And first (deare bird) Ile vanish in thy sight,
And thou shalt see with what a quicke desire,
Ile leape into the middle of the fire.
Phœnix.
Stay Turtle stay, for I will first prepare;
Of my bones must the Princely Phœnix rise,
And ift be possible thy bloud wele spare,
For none but for my sake, dost thou despise
This frailty of thy life, ô liue thou still,
And teach the base deceitfull world Loues will.
Of my bones must the Princely Phœnix rise,
And ift be possible thy bloud wele spare,
For none but for my sake, dost thou despise
This frailty of thy life, ô liue thou still,
And teach the base deceitfull world Loues will.
Turtle.
Haue I come hither drooping through the woods,
And left the springing groues to seeke for thee?
Haue I forsooke to bath me in the flouds,
And pin'd away in carefull misery?
Do not deny me Phœnix I must be
A partner in this happy Tragedy.
And left the springing groues to seeke for thee?
Haue I forsooke to bath me in the flouds,
And pin'd away in carefull misery?
Do not deny me Phœnix I must be
A partner in this happy Tragedy.
Phœnix.
O holy, sacred, and pure perfect fire,
More pure then that ore which faire Dido mones,
More sacred in my louing kind desire,
Then that which burnt old Esons aged bones,
Accept into your euer hallowed flame,
Two bodies, from the which may spring one name.
More pure then that ore which faire Dido mones,
More sacred in my louing kind desire,
Then that which burnt old Esons aged bones,
Accept into your euer hallowed flame,
Two bodies, from the which may spring one name.
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O sweet perfumed flame, made of those trees,
Vnder the which the Muses nine haue song
The praise of vertuous maids in misteries,
To whom the faire fac'd Nymphes did often throng;
Accept my body as a Sacrifice
Into your flame, of whom one name may rise.
Vnder the which the Muses nine haue song
The praise of vertuous maids in misteries,
To whom the faire fac'd Nymphes did often throng;
Accept my body as a Sacrifice
Into your flame, of whom one name may rise.
Phœnix.
O wilfulnesse, see how with smiling cheare,
My poore deare hart hath flong himselfe to thrall,
Looke what a mirthfull countenance he doth beare,
Spreading his wings abroad, and ioyes withall:
Learne thou corrupted world, learne, heare, and see,
Friendships vnspotted true sincerity.
My poore deare hart hath flong himselfe to thrall,
Looke what a mirthfull countenance he doth beare,
Spreading his wings abroad, and ioyes withall:
Learne thou corrupted world, learne, heare, and see,
Friendships vnspotted true sincerity.
I come sweet Turtle, and with my bright wings,
I will embrace thy burnt bones as they lye,
I hope of these another Creature springs,
That shall possesse both our authority:
I stay to long, ô take me to your glory,
And thus I end the Turtle Doues true story.
I will embrace thy burnt bones as they lye,
I hope of these another Creature springs,
That shall possesse both our authority:
I stay to long, ô take me to your glory,
And thus I end the Turtle Doues true story.
R. C.
Finis.
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