The Castell of Courtesie Whereunto is adioyned The Holde of Humilitie: With the Chariot of Chastitie thereunto annexed. Also a Dialogue betweene Age and Youth, and other matters herein conteined. By Iames Yates |
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A presumption of the Courtesie of Fortune.
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A presumption of the Courtesie of Fortune.
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Fortune frowne, & looke with lowring face
Upon my state to moue me to dispite;
Though she oft seeme to galle me with Disgrace,
And is the cause of dimming my delight:
Yet I presume, as she doth worke annoy,
In double wise she can aduance my ioy.
Upon my state to moue me to dispite;
Though she oft seeme to galle me with Disgrace,
And is the cause of dimming my delight:
Yet I presume, as she doth worke annoy,
In double wise she can aduance my ioy.
And though I am thus spent with pensiue brest,
Constrain'd to lodge the lookes of lowring hue
In sullen soile, although inforc'd to rest,
And kept in place where sorrowe doth renewe:
Yet as the bird doth ioy at her release,
So will I ioy when cares begin to cease.
Constrain'd to lodge the lookes of lowring hue
In sullen soile, although inforc'd to rest,
And kept in place where sorrowe doth renewe:
Yet as the bird doth ioy at her release,
So will I ioy when cares begin to cease.
No wight I know but subiect is to Fate,
Sith Destiny from byrth ordaines it so:
What happy wight that neuer feeleth hate,
Or findes the place where Pleasure still doth flow.
Which place confused hath euer beene to me,
And still refrain'd that pleasant place to see.
Sith Destiny from byrth ordaines it so:
What happy wight that neuer feeleth hate,
Or findes the place where Pleasure still doth flow.
Which place confused hath euer beene to me,
And still refrain'd that pleasant place to see.
Before my eyes I veiwe greate heapes of hap,
Which big doe seeme, and yet I take no hould:
I see how some are lul'd in Fortunes lap,
And wrapped warme for feare of catching cold.
But I at large vnbraced am, you see,
And open lie to take in Miserie.
Which big doe seeme, and yet I take no hould:
I see how some are lul'd in Fortunes lap,
And wrapped warme for feare of catching cold.
But I at large vnbraced am, you see,
And open lie to take in Miserie.
Well, as I saide, I doe presume on this,
That Fortunes face at length will change her frowne:
And all such cares from me she may dismisse,
Which heeretofore my pleasant state did drowne
In wretched waues, which moued me to mourne,
And often say: fy of that life forlorne.
That Fortunes face at length will change her frowne:
And all such cares from me she may dismisse,
Which heeretofore my pleasant state did drowne
In wretched waues, which moued me to mourne,
And often say: fy of that life forlorne.
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