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The plays & poems of Robert Greene

Edited with introductions and notes by J. Churton Collins

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XLVIII THE SHEPHEARDS WIVES SONG.
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XLVIII
THE SHEPHEARDS WIVES SONG.

Ah what is loue? It is a pretty thing,
As sweet vnto a shepheard as a king,
And sweeter too:
For kings haue cares that waite vpon a Crowne,
And cares can make the sweetest loue to frowne:
Ah then, ah then,
If countrie loues such sweet desires do gaine,
What Lady would not loue a Shepheard Swaine?
His flockes are foulded, he comes home at night,
As merry as a king in his delight,
And merrier too:
For kings bethinke them what the state require,
Where Shepheards carelesse Carroll by the fire.
Ah then, ah then,
If country loues such sweet desires gaine,
What Lady would not loue a Shepheard Swaine.
He kisseth first, then sits as blyth to eate
His creame and curds, as doth the king his meate;
And blyther too:
For kings haue often feares when they do sup,
Where Shepheards dread no poyson in their cup.
Ah then, ah then,
If country loues such sweet desires gaine,
What Lady would not loue a Shepheard Swaine.
To bed he goes, as wanton then I weene,
As is a king in dalliance with a Queene;
More wanton too:

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For kings haue many griefes affects to moue,
Where Shepheards haue no greater grief then loue:
Ah then, ah then,
If countrie loues such sweet desires gaine,
What Lady would not loue a Shepheard Swaine.
Vpon his couch of straw he sleeps as sound,
As doth the king vpon his bed of downe,
More sounder too:
For cares cause kings full oft their sleepe to spill,
Where weary Shepheards lye and snort their fill:
Ah then, ah then,
If country loues such sweet desires gaine,
What Lady would not loue a Shepheard Swaine.
Thus with his wife he spends the yeare as blyth,
As doth the king at euery tyde or syth;
And blyther too:
For kings haue warres and broyles to take in hand,
Where Shepheards laugh, and loue vpon the land.
Ah then, ah then,
If Countrie loues such sweet desires gaine,
What Lady would not loue a Shepheard Swaine?