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A Caueat yongmen to shun the snares
of Cupids crafty sleightes.
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A Caueat yongmen to shun the snares of Cupids crafty sleightes.
If
euer wight had cause to mone
or wayle with bitter teares,
His wretched life and woful plight
that still in languish weares.
Then haue I cause that late haue lodge
such loue within my hart,
With greefe, with payne, with pyning panges
my body boyles in smart.
or wayle with bitter teares,
His wretched life and woful plight
that still in languish weares.
Then haue I cause that late haue lodge
such loue within my hart,
With greefe, with payne, with pyning panges
my body boyles in smart.
O earth why doost not thou
my wofull plight sustayne?
O surging Seas with swallowing gulfe
release mee of this payne.
For languishing loue with dolefull doomes
hath layd my hart in brine,
O wofull wretch, O wicked wight
That so for loue doth pine.
my wofull plight sustayne?
O surging Seas with swallowing gulfe
release mee of this payne.
For languishing loue with dolefull doomes
hath layd my hart in brine,
O wofull wretch, O wicked wight
That so for loue doth pine.
The Sonne that shines with golden beames
and dries the dewie flowers,
Doth cause mee wretch with blubbering eyes
to gush forth extreame showers.
The hermony of chirping birdes
that ioyes with siluer songes,
Eche lyuing wight, dorth cause my cares
to fill my hart with thronges.
and dries the dewie flowers,
to gush forth extreame showers.
The hermony of chirping birdes
that ioyes with siluer songes,
Eche lyuing wight, dorth cause my cares
to fill my hart with thronges.
Eche gladsome ioy of mundaine glee
That glads the worldly minde,
Doth heape vp cares on carefull corps
agaynst all course of kinde.
And so eche thing that ought delight
and rid the minde from pause,
Contrariwise agaynst all right
a thousand cares doth cause.
That glads the worldly minde,
Doth heape vp cares on carefull corps
agaynst all course of kinde.
And so eche thing that ought delight
and rid the minde from pause,
Contrariwise agaynst all right
a thousand cares doth cause.
For when that I in sugred sleepe,
most sweetly should take rest,
Then doo I wring my wofull handes
and beate my dolefull brest.
And if I chaunce on sleepe to fall,
a thousand dreames I haue:
And doo suppose I her embrace,
whose what will cause my graue.
most sweetly should take rest,
Then doo I wring my wofull handes
and beate my dolefull brest.
And if I chaunce on sleepe to fall,
a thousand dreames I haue:
And doo suppose I her embrace,
whose what will cause my graue.
And then with gladsome hart I ioy
thus cleane depriued of wo:
But (oh alas) when that I wake,
I finde it nothing so.
And then my sighes from sobbing harte
doth reaue my brest in twayne,
And teares that run from blubbered eyes
doth more encrease my payne.
thus cleane depriued of wo:
But (oh alas) when that I wake,
I finde it nothing so.
And then my sighes from sobbing harte
doth reaue my brest in twayne,
And teares that run from blubbered eyes
doth more encrease my payne.
And when I should sustayne my lyfe
and feeble corps with foode,
Unsauory seemes it vnto mee:
eache thing should doo mee good
and feeble corps with foode,
eache thing should doo mee good
Amidst the nipping frostes I broyle,
in pearching heate I freese
And thus agaynst all course of kinde:
for loue my life I leese.
Wo woorth the tune that first I lodgde
thy spoyling loue in harte,
You yonge men al bee warnd by mee
And shun blinde Cupids Darte
in pearching heate I freese
And thus agaynst all course of kinde:
for loue my life I leese.
Wo woorth the tune that first I lodgde
thy spoyling loue in harte,
You yonge men al bee warnd by mee
And shun blinde Cupids Darte
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