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Epitaphes, Epigrams, Songs and Sonets

with a Discourse of the Friendly affections of Tymetes to Pyndara his Ladie. Newly corrected with additions, and set out by George Turbervile

Turberville, George (1540?-1610?)

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To the rayling Route of Sycophants.

In prayse of the Renowmed Ladie Anne, Ladie Cowntesse Warwicke.

The Argument to the whole discourse and Treatise following

To a late acquainted Friende.

The Louer extolleth the singular beautie of his Ladie.

The Louer declareth how first he was taken and enamoured by the sight of his Ladie.

Maister Googe his Sonet of the paines of Loue.

Turberuiles aunswere and distick to the same.

An Epitaphe on the death of Dame Elyzabeth Arhundle.

To Piero of Pride.

Piero to Turberuile.

Verse in prayse of Lorde Henrye Howarde Earle of Surrey.

Of Ialousie.

To his Ladie, that by hap when he kissed hir and made hir lip bleed, controld him and tooke disdaine.

Mayster Googe his Sonet.

Turberuiles aunswere.

A comparison of the Louers estate with the Souldiars painefull lyfe.

The Louer against one that compared his Mistresse with his Ladie.

The Louer to a Gentlewoman, that after great friendship without desart or cause of mislyking refused him.

The Louer obtayning his wishe by all likelyhode, yet not able to attaine his desire, compares himself to Tantalus.

The Louer to the Thems of London to fauor his Ladie passing thereon.

To his Ring giuen to his Ladie, wherein was grauen this Verse.

The dispairing Louer craues eyther mercie in time at his Ladies hands, or cruell death.

To his Friende to be constant after choise made.

Counsell returned by Pyndara to Tymetes, of constancie.

The Louers must not dispaire though their Ladies seeme straunge.

A Letter sent by Tymetes to his Ladie Pyndara at the time of his departure.

Pyndaras aunswere to the Letter which Tymetes sent hir at the time of his departure.

To his absent Friend the Louer writes of his vnquiet and restlesse state.

The aunswere of a woman to hir Louer, supposing his complaint to be but fayned.

The Louer exhorteth his Ladie to take time, while time is.

The Louer wisheth to be conioyned and fast linckt with his Ladie neuer to sunder.

The Louer hoping assuredly of attaining his purpose, after long sute, begins to ioy renouncing dolors.

The Louer to his carefull bed declaring his restlesse state.

An Epitaph and wofull verse of the death of sir Iohn Tregonwell Knight, and learned Doctor of both Lawes

The Louer confesseth himselfe to be in Loue and enamored of Mistresse. P.

That all things haue release of paine saue the Louer, that hoping and dreading neuer taketh ease.

A poore Ploughman to a Gentleman, for whome he had taken a little paines.

To his Friende: P: of courting, trauailing, Dysing, and Tenys.

The Louer declares that vnlesse he vtter his sorrowes by sute, of force he dyeth.

The Louer to a Friende that wrote him this sentence.

Of certaine Flowers sent him by his Loue vpon suspicion of chaunge

The Aunswere to the same.

Of a Foxe that woulde eate no Grapes.

Of the straunge countenaunce of an aged Gentlewoman.

To the Rouing Pyrat.

Of one that had little Wit.

In commendation of Wit.

An aunswere in dispraise of Wi[t]

The Louer to Cupid for mercie, declaring how first he became his thrall, with the occasion of his defiyng Loue, and now at last what caused him to conuert.

After misaduentures come good haps.

To his Loue that controlde his Dogge for fawning on hir.

Vpon the death of the aforenamed Dame Elizabeth Arhundle of Cornewall.

Disprayse of Women that allure and loue not.

Of a Phisition and a Soothsayer.

A controuersie of a conquest in Loue twixt Fortune and Venus.

The Louer voweth how so euer he be guerdoned to loue faithfully.

He sorrowes the long absence of his Ladie. P.

To his Loue long absent, declaring his torments.

To Browne of light beliefe.

That Death is not so much to be feared as daylie diseases are.

The Epicures counsell, eate, drinke, and plaie.

The Aunswere to the vile and canckred counsell of the outragious Epicure.

Of Homer and his birth.

That Time conquereth all things, saue the Louers paine.

To his Friend riding to Londonwarde.

Of the Raine and cloudy weather at the time of his Friends departure from Troie.

Of a couetous Niggard, and a needie Mouse.

A pretie Epigram of a Scholler, that hauing read Vergils Æneidos, maried a curst Wyfe.

To a yong Gentleman of taking a Wyfe.

The Aunswere for taking a Wyfe.

Of a deafe Plaintife, a deafe Defendant, and a deafe Iudge.

A promise of olde good will, to an olde friend at the beginning of New yere.

A Vow to serue faithfully.

Funerall Verse vpon the death of Sir Iohn Horsey Knight.

To his Friend T: hauing bene long studied and well experienced, and now at length louing a Gentlewoman that forced him naught at all.

An Epitaph vpon the death of the worshipfull Maister Richarde Edwardes late Maister of the Children in the Queenes Maiesties Chappell.

To his Loue that sent him a Ring wherein was graude, Let Reason rule.

To his Friend Francis Th: leading his lyfe in the Countrie at his desire.

To a Gentlewoman that alwayes willed him to weare Rosemarie, (a Tree that is alwayes greene,) for hir sake, and in token of his good will to hir.

An Epitaph of the Ladie Br.

Of the time he first began to loue and after how he forewent the same.

The assured promise of a constant Louer.

The Pine to the Mariner.

[The Pine to the Mariner] Againe otherwise.

To an olde Gentlewoman, that painted hir face.

Of one that had a great Nose.

Of one whose Nose was greater than his hand.

Of a Nightingale that flue to Colche to sit abroode.

Againe of the Nightingale.

Of a contrarie mariage.

Of Dronkennesse.

Againe of Dronkennesse.

Of the picture of a vaine Rhetorician.

Of the fond discord of the two Theban brothers, Octcocles and Polynices.

Of a maruellous deformed man.

A Myrrour of the fall of Pride.

Of the Clock and the Cock.

Of a Tayler.

The Louer finding his Loue flitted from wonted troth leaues to write in prayse of hir.

He sorrowes other to haue the fruites of his seruice.

The Louer seeing himselfe abusde, renounceth Loue.

Against the Ielous heads that alwayes haue Louers in suspect.

That it is hurtfull to conceale secrets from our Friendes.

Of the diuers and contrarie passions and affections of his Loue.

Of Dido and the truth of hir death.

Of Venus in Armour.

Of a Hare complaining of the hatred of Dogs.

To one that painted Eccho.

To a cruell Dame for grace and pittie.

To a Gentlewoman from whome he tooke a Ring.

The Louer blames his Tongue that failed to vtter his sute in time of neede.

That all things are as they are vsed.

The Louer excuseth himselfe for renowncing his Loue and Ladie, imputing the same to his fate and constellation.

Of Ladie Venus, that hauing lost hir Sonne Cupid God of Loue, and desirous to vnderstand of him againe, declares by the way the nature of Loue and affections of the same, by pretie discription as followeth.

Of the cruell hatred of Stepmothers.

[Of the cruell hatred of Stepmothers] Againe.

To Cupid for reuenge of his vnkind and cruell Loue. Declaring his faithfull seruice and true hart both to the God of Loue and his Ladie.

An Aunswere to his Ladie, that willed him that absence should not breede forgetfulnesse.

Of a Thracyan that was drownde by playing on the Ise.

The Louer hoping in May to haue had redresse of his woes, and yet fowly missing his purpose, bewailes his cruell hap.

To a fickle and vnconstant Dame, a friendly warning.

The Louer to his Ladie that gased much vp to the Skies.

The Penitent Louer vtterly renouncing loue, craues pardon of forefassed follies.

To his Friend that refusde him without cause why but onely vpon delight of chaunge.

To one that vpon surmise of aduersitie, forewent hir Friend.

To Maister Googes fansie that begins Giue Monie mee take friendship who so list.

The Louer abused renownceth Loue.

The forsaken Louer laments that his Ladie is matched with an other.

Of one that was in reuersion.

That all hurts and losses are to be recouered and recured saue the cruell wound of Loue.

Of the choise of his Valentine.

Of an open Foe and a fayned Friend.

[Of an open Foe and a fayned Friend] Againe.

Of a Ritch Miser.

Of a Painter that painted Fauour.

The Louer whose Lady dwelt fast by a Prison.

Complaint of the long absence of his Loue vpon the first acquaintance.

The ventrous Louer after long absence craues his Ladie to meete with him in place to enterparle of hir auentures.

To Maister Googe his Sonet out of sight out of thought.

The Louer whose Mistresse feared a Mouse, declareth that he would become a Cat, if he might haue his desire.

The Louer driuen to absent him from his Ladie, bawayles his estate.

That Louers ought rather at first acquaintance to shew their meanings by Pen then by Mouth.

An Epitaph of Maister Win drowned in the Sea.

[An Epitaph of Maister Win drowned in the Sea] Againe.

Praise of his Loue.

The complaint of a Friend of his hauing lost his Doue.

That Louers ought to shunne no paines to attaine their Loue.

A request of Friendship to Vulcans Wyfe made my Mars.

The Louer that had loued Long without requitald of good will.

To a Friend that wild him to beware of Enuie.

Of Misreporters.

That no man should write but such as doe excell.

To his Friend, declaring what vertue it is to stick to former plighted friendship.

Of two desperate Men.

Of the torments of Hell and the paines of Loue.

An Epitaph of the death of Maister Tufton of Kent.

[An Epitaph of the death of Maister Tufton of Kent] Againe.

In praise of Ladie P.

The Louer in vtter dispaire of his Ladies returne, in eche respect compares his estate with Troylus.

The Louer declareth what he would haue if he might obtaine his wish.

Of a Gentlewoman that wilde hir Louer to weare greene Bayes in token of hir stedfast loue towards him.

An Epitaph of Maister Edwards sometime Maister of the Children of the Chappell, and Gentleman of Lyncolns Inne of Court.

An Epitaph on the death of Maister Arthur Brooke drownde in passing to New Hauen.

Of the renowmed Lady, Lady Anne Countesse Warwick.

The Authours Epiloge to his Booke

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The Penitent Louer vtterly renouncing loue, craues pardon of forefassed follies.

If such as did amisse
and ran their race awrie,
May boldely craue at Iudges hand
some mercie ere they die,
And pardon for their gilt
that wilfully transgrest,
And sawe the bownds before their eies
that vertue had addrest:
Then I that brake the bancks
which Reason had assignde
To such as would pursue hir traine,
may stande in hope to finde
Some fauour at hir hand:
since blinde forecast was cause,
And not my wilfull will in fault
that I haue swerude hir lawes.
Misguided haue I beene
and trayned all by trust,

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And Loue was forger of the fraude,
and furtherer of my lust.
Whose vele did daze mine eies,
and darckned so my sight
With errors foggie mist at first,
that Reason gaue no light.
And as those wofull Wightes
that saile on swelling Seas,
When windes and wrathfull waues conspire
to banish all their ease,
When heauenly Lamps are hid
from Shipmens hungrie eies,
And Lodestarres are in couert kept
within the cloudie Skies:
As they without respect
doe follow Fortunes lore,
And run at randome in the flood
where Æols Impes doe rore,
Till golden crested Phebe,
or else his Sisters light,
Haue chasde away those noysome clouds,
and put the same to flight:
So I (vnhappie man)
haue followde Loue a space,
And felt the whottest of his flame,
and flashing fierie blase.
In darknesse haue I dwelt,
and Errours vglie shade,

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Unwitting how to raise a Starre
from perill to euade.
Few daies came on my head
wherein was cause of ioy,
But day and night were readie both
to hasten mine anoy.
Short were my sleepes (God wot)
most dreadfull were my dreames,
Mine eies (as Conduits of the hart)
did gush out saltish streames.
Tormented was my Corse,
my minde was neuer free,
But both repleate with anguish aye
disseuerde sought to bee.
No place might like mee long,
no pleasure could endure,
In stead of sport was smart at hande,
for pastime paine in vre.
A Bondman to my selfe,
yet free in others sight,
Not able to resist the rage
of winged Archers might.
Thus haue I spent my time
in seruage as a Thrall,
Till Reason of hir bountie list
mee to hir mercie call.
Now haue I made returne,
and by good hap retirde

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From Cupids Camp and deepe Dispaire:
and once againe aspirde
To Ladie Reasons stawle
where wisedome throned is,
On promise of amends releast
is all that was amis.
To Plato now I flie,
and Senecs sound aduice:
A Fatch for Loue, I force not now
what Chaunce fall on the Dice.