 | The panges of Love and lovers fitts |  |
The panges of Loue and louers fitts.
Was not good Kyng Salamon
Rauished in sondry wyse
With euery liuelie Paragon
That glistered before his eyes
If this be true as trewe it was
Lady lady.
why should not I serue you alas
My deare lady.
Rauished in sondry wyse
With euery liuelie Paragon
That glistered before his eyes
If this be true as trewe it was
Lady lady.
why should not I serue you alas
My deare lady.
When Paris was enamoured
with Helena dame bewties peare
whom Uenus first him promised
To venter on and not to feare
what sturdy stormes endured he
Lady lady
To winne her loue er it would be
My deare ladye.
with Helena dame bewties peare
whom Uenus first him promised
To venter on and not to feare
what sturdy stormes endured he
Lady lady
To winne her loue er it would be
My deare ladye.
Knowe ye not howe Troylus
Languished and lost his ioye
With fittes and feuers meruailous
For Cresseda that dwelt in Troye
Tyll pytie planted in her brest
ladie ladie.
To slepe with him & graunt him rest
My deare ladie.
Languished and lost his ioye
With fittes and feuers meruailous
For Cresseda that dwelt in Troye
Tyll pytie planted in her brest
ladie ladie.
To slepe with him & graunt him rest
My deare ladie.
I read somtime howe venterous
Leander was his loue to please
who swomme the waters perillous
Of Abidon those surginge sease
To come to her where as she lay
ladie ladie.
Tyll he was drowned by the waye
my deare ladie.
Leander was his loue to please
who swomme the waters perillous
Of Abidon those surginge sease
To come to her where as she lay
ladie ladie.
Tyll he was drowned by the waye
my deare ladie.
What say ye then to Priamus
That promised his loue to mete
And founde by fortune marueilous
A bloudie cloth before his seete
For Tysbies sake hymselfe he slewe
ladie ladie.
To proue that he was a louer trewe
my deare ladie.
That promised his loue to mete
And founde by fortune marueilous
A bloudie cloth before his seete
For Tysbies sake hymselfe he slewe
ladie ladie.
To proue that he was a louer trewe
my deare ladie.
When Hercules for Eronie
murdered a monster fell
He put himselfe in ieoperdie
Perillous as the stories tell
Reskewinge her vpon the shore
ladie ladie
whiche els by lot had died therfore
my deare ladie.
murdered a monster fell
He put himselfe in ieoperdie
Perillous as the stories tell
Reskewinge her vpon the shore
ladie ladie
whiche els by lot had died therfore
my deare ladie.
Anaxaretis bewtifull
when Iphis did beholde and see
with sighes and sobbinges pitifull
That Paragon longe wooed he
And when he could not wynne her so
Ladye ladye
He went and honge him selfe for woe
My deare ladye.
when Iphis did beholde and see
with sighes and sobbinges pitifull
That Paragon longe wooed he
And when he could not wynne her so
Ladye ladye
He went and honge him selfe for woe
My deare ladye.
Besides these matters marveilous
Good Lady yet I can tell the more
The Gods haue ben full amourous
As Jupiter by learned lore
who changed his shape as fame hath spred
lady ladye.
To come to Alcumenaes bed.
My deare ladye.
Good Lady yet I can tell the more
The Gods haue ben full amourous
As Jupiter by learned lore
who changed his shape as fame hath spred
lady ladye.
To come to Alcumenaes bed.
My deare ladye.
And if bewtie breed such blisfulnesse
Euamouring both God and man
Good Lady let no wilfulnesse
Exuperate your bewtye then
To slaye the hertes that yeld & craue
ladye ladye
The graunt of your goodwil to haue
My deare ladye.
Euamouring both God and man
Good Lady let no wilfulnesse
Exuperate your bewtye then
To slaye the hertes that yeld & craue
ladye ladye
The graunt of your goodwil to haue
My deare ladye.
Finis.
quoth W. E.
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