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The eleuenth day.

Now th' eleuenth day from death of Phillis aproached,
Which to the former rage that long possessed Amyntas,
Dogged new conceipts with more resolution added.
And shal I stay, qd he, now? shal I wayte for greater aboundance
Of sowle-tormenting horrors? shal I stil be a dying,
And yet liuing stil? Did I thrust my brest on a poynted
Dart, when Phillis liu'd, though Phillis fled from Amyntas?
Yea, did an vntrue tale, did a heare-say woork in Amyntas
Soe, that he threw himself fro the hill topp desperat, head-long,
Hearing Phillis death by Fuluia falsly reported?
And shal Amyntas now, when he knows, when he sees, when he looks on,
Lookes on Phillis alas, and see's her fayntyly gasping,
Lookes, and sees her alas, her last, last breath to be yeelding,
Lookes, and sees those eyes with fathers hands to be cloased,
(Eyes by Amyntas his hands more worthyly for to be cloased)
Lookes, and sees, (dead sight) her sacred sace to be cou'red,
And corps embalmed; shal hee now, now feare to be dying?
Daphne stayd darts-wound, and causd it, not to be deaths-wound,
Desteny made downefall for that tyme not to be mortall;
But neyther Daphne, nor cursed Desteny hencefoorth
Shall withdraw this knife from bleeding brest of Amyntas.
Yf Daphne could not, nor cursed Desteny would not
Keepe Phillis from death; why should they keepe me fro Phillis?
Once it was my chaunce my naked louely Diana
For to behould by the well; but alas my louely Diana
Her poore Actæons trueloue vnkyndely requyted,
And freed Phillis did fly from freer Amyntas.
Afterwards, forsooth, our wedding day was apoynted;

Apples tutcht my chyn, to my lipps streames louely aproached;
But when Tantalus hoapte his fruyte and streames to be tutching,
Apples fled fro my chyn, fro my lipps streames louely retyred,
Brydall by buryall was most vntymely preuented.
Now, if woorse doe remayne, let come, let come to Amyntas
Ere that Amyntas dy, for he meanes noemore to be trifling,
But this self-sacrifice to the sweetest Saint to be offring.
Goe poore Sheepe and Kydds, sometyme the delite of Amyntas,
Seeke now somewhere els both boughes and grasse to refresh you,
Make your way by the fyelds, and neuer staye for Amyntas,
Lodg your selus at night, and neuer looke for Amyntas:
Some pytyfull goodman wil take compassion on you,
And feede you wandring, and bring you home by the eu'nyng.
Now shal I neuer more your hornes with flowrs be adornyng,
Now shal I neuer more your selus to the fyelds be a dryuyng,
Now shal I neuer more see you creepe vp to the Mountayns,
Now shal I neuer more sitt downe and sing in a valley.
Thinck it noe strange thing if Woolus dooe chaunce to deuoure you,
Sith that Woolues are lyke to deuoure your master Amyntas,
Vnles some good man this carkas chaunce to be cou'ring.
Goe poore louing dogg ould Light-foote, seeke thee a master,
Get thee a new master, since thyne ould master Amyntas
Gets hym another dogg, fowle Cerberus horrible helhounde.
Now shal I neuer more geue Light-foote bones to be gnawing,
Now shal I neuer more cause Light-foote glooues to be fetching:
Yf, for thy feeding from a whelp, thou meane to be thankfull,
Then keepe rau'nyng Woolus from wounded corps of Amyntas.
Pype, fitt for meryment, vnfitt for mourner Amyntas,
Hang on this myrtle, til good luck send the a master,
More blessed master, than tentymes cursed Amyntas.
Roses fayre and red, which Phillis lou'd to be wearing,
Keepe stil fayre and red, keepe fresh and louely for euer,
My red blood shal stil geue new supply to the rednes.
Yuychurch farewell; farewel fayre Pembrokianaes
Parck and loued lawndes; and, if fayre Pembrokiana
Scorne not my farewel, farewell fayre Pembrokiana.
Hills and dales farewell, you pleasant walks of Amyntas,
Floods and wells farewell, sweete looking glasse of Amyntas.
Now shal I neuer more my sorrows vtter among you,
Now shal I neuer more with clamors vaynly molest you,

Handkercher farewell, sweete work of my bony Phillis,
Handkercher many tymes made moyst with teares of Amyntas,
Now shal thy Gelyflowrs; which wanted nought but a rednes,
Proue perfect Gelyflowres; my blood shal geue them a rednes,
Soe shal Phillis woork in part be the woork of Amyntas.
Hart of gold, farewell, which Phillis gaue to Amyntas,
Signe of a louing hart, which greeues my heart to be leauing:
And would neuer leaue, vnles that I meant in a moment,
This my liuing hart, and hart of gold to be leauing.
Wedding ring, farewell, shee's gone, whose yuory finger
Should haue been thy grace: full well did I cause to be grauen
In thy golden round, those words as true as a Gospell,
Loue is a bitter-sweete, fit woords for bitter Amyntas.
Farewell knife at last, whose poynt engrau'd in a thousand
Barcks of trees that name, sweete name of my bony Phillis,
And hard by that name this name of Louer Amyntas:
Soe that in euery ash, these names stood, Phillis Amyntas,
And each Beech-tree barck, bare these names, Phillis Amyntas:
Pastors dayly did ask, what folk are, Phillis Amyntas?
Nymphs did dayly demaund, who wrote this, Phillis Amyntas?
But now, loued knife, thy paine is somwhat abridged,
Now write Phillis alone, and noemore, Phillis Amyntas:
Now write Phillis alone; but let not an ash, or a beech-tree
Beare soe blessed a name, which only belongs to Amyntas:
My brest shalbe the barck, write Phillis name in Amyntas:
And since sharpned poynt shal finde soe tender a subiect,
Strike, engraue, cut, launse, spare not to be mightily wounding:
Let faire Phillis name to the eyes of louely beholders
With blood-red letters in Amyntas his hart be apearing.
Yet this murdring stroake to an other time he referred.
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