The Life and Poems of Richard Edwards By Leicester Bradner: A Dissertation Presented to the Faculty of the Graduate School of Yale University in Candidacy for the Degree of Doctor of Philosophy |
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42. Amantium irœ amoris redintigratio est.
In goyng to my naked bedde, as one that would haue slept,
I heard a wife syng to her child, that long before had wept:
She sighed sore and sang full sweet, to bryng the babe to rest,
That would not cease but cried still in suckyng at her brest.
She was full wearie of her watche, and grieued with her child,
She rocked it and rated it, vntill on her it smilde:
Then did she saie nowe haue I founde, this prouerbe true to proue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
I heard a wife syng to her child, that long before had wept:
She sighed sore and sang full sweet, to bryng the babe to rest,
That would not cease but cried still in suckyng at her brest.
She was full wearie of her watche, and grieued with her child,
She rocked it and rated it, vntill on her it smilde:
Then did she saie nowe haue I founde, this prouerbe true to proue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
Then tooke I paper, penne and ynke, this prouerbe for to write,
In regester for to remaine, of such a worthie wight:
As she proceded thus, in song vnto her little bratte,
Muche matter uttered she of waight, in place whereas she satte.
And proued plaine there was no beast, nor creature bearyng life,
Could well be knowne to liue in loue, without discorde and strife:
Then kissed she her little babe, and sware by God aboue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
In regester for to remaine, of such a worthie wight:
As she proceded thus, in song vnto her little bratte,
Muche matter uttered she of waight, in place whereas she satte.
And proued plaine there was no beast, nor creature bearyng life,
Could well be knowne to liue in loue, without discorde and strife:
Then kissed she her little babe, and sware by God aboue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
She saied that neither kyng ne prince, ne lorde could liue aright,
Untill their puissance thei did proue, their manhode & their might.
When manhode shalbe matched so, that feare can take no place,
Then wearie works makes warriours, eche other to embrace.
And leaue their forse that failed thē, whiche did consume the rout,
That might by force with love have lived the term of nature out:
Then did she syng as one that thought, no man could her reproue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frendes, renewing is of loue.
Untill their puissance thei did proue, their manhode & their might.
When manhode shalbe matched so, that feare can take no place,
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And leaue their forse that failed thē, whiche did consume the rout,
That might by force with love have lived the term of nature out:
Then did she syng as one that thought, no man could her reproue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frendes, renewing is of loue.
She saied she sawe no fish ne foule, nor beast within her haunt,
That mett a straunger in their kinde, but could geue it a taunt:
Since fleshe might not indure, but reste must wrath succede,
And forse the fight to fall to plaie, in pasture where thei feede.
So noble nature can well ende, the works she hath begone,
And bridle well that will not cease, her tragedy in some:
Thus in her songe she oft reherst, as did her well behoue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
That mett a straunger in their kinde, but could geue it a taunt:
Since fleshe might not indure, but reste must wrath succede,
And forse the fight to fall to plaie, in pasture where thei feede.
So noble nature can well ende, the works she hath begone,
And bridle well that will not cease, her tragedy in some:
Thus in her songe she oft reherst, as did her well behoue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
I mervaile much pardy quoth she, for to beholde the route,
To see man, woman, boy & beast, to tosse the worlde about:
Some knele, some crouch, some beck, some check, & some cā smothly smile
And some embrace others in armes, and there thinke many a wile.
Some stand aloufe at cap and knee, some humble and some stout,
Yet are thei neuer frends indeede, until thei once fall out:
Thus ended she her song, and saied before she did remoue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
To see man, woman, boy & beast, to tosse the worlde about:
Some knele, some crouch, some beck, some check, & some cā smothly smile
And some embrace others in armes, and there thinke many a wile.
Some stand aloufe at cap and knee, some humble and some stout,
Yet are thei neuer frends indeede, until thei once fall out:
Thus ended she her song, and saied before she did remoue,
The fallyng out of faithfull frends, renewing is of loue.
M. Edwardes.
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