 | Englands Helicon |  |
Faire Phillis and her Sheepheard.
Sheepheard, saw you not
my faire louely Phillis,
Walking on this mountaine,
or on yonder plaine?
She is gone this way to Dianaes Fountaine,
and hath left me wounded,
with her high disdaine.
Aye me, she is faire,
And without compare,
Sorrow come and sit with me:
Loue is full of feares,
Loue is full of teares,
Loue without these cannot be.
Thus my passions paine me,
For my loue hath slaine me,
Gentle Sheepheard beare a part:
Pray to Cupids mother,
For I know no other
that can helpe to ease my smart.
my faire louely Phillis,
Walking on this mountaine,
or on yonder plaine?
She is gone this way to Dianaes Fountaine,
and hath left me wounded,
with her high disdaine.
Aye me, she is faire,
And without compare,
Sorrow come and sit with me:
Loue is full of feares,
Loue is full of teares,
Loue without these cannot be.
Thus my passions paine me,
For my loue hath slaine me,
Gentle Sheepheard beare a part:
Pray to Cupids mother,
For I know no other
that can helpe to ease my smart.
Sheepheard, I haue seene
thy faire louely Phillis
Where her flocks are feeding,
by the Riuers side:
Oh, I must admire
she so farre exceeding
In surpassing beautie,
should surpasse in pride.
But alas I finde,
They are all vnkinde
Beauty knowes her power too well:
When they list, they loue,
When they please, they moue,
thus they turne our heauen to hell.
For their faire eyes glauncing,
Like to Cupids dauncing,
roule about still to deceaue vs:
With vaine hopes deluding,
Still dispraise concluding,
Now they loue, and now they leaue vs.
thy faire louely Phillis
Where her flocks are feeding,
by the Riuers side:
Oh, I must admire
she so farre exceeding
In surpassing beautie,
should surpasse in pride.
But alas I finde,
They are all vnkinde
Beauty knowes her power too well:
When they list, they loue,
When they please, they moue,
thus they turne our heauen to hell.
Like to Cupids dauncing,
roule about still to deceaue vs:
With vaine hopes deluding,
Still dispraise concluding,
Now they loue, and now they leaue vs.
Thus I doo despaire,
haue her I shall neuer,
If she be so coy,
lost is all my loue:
But she is so faire
I must loue her euer,
All my paine is ioy,
which for her I proue.
If I should her trie,
And she should denie
heauie hart with woe will breake:
Though against my will,
Tongue thou must be still,
for she will not heare thee speake.
Then with sighs goe prooue her,
Let them shew I loue her,
gracious Venus be my guide:
But though I complaine me,
She will still disdaine me,
beauty is so full of pride.
haue her I shall neuer,
If she be so coy,
lost is all my loue:
But she is so faire
I must loue her euer,
All my paine is ioy,
which for her I proue.
If I should her trie,
And she should denie
heauie hart with woe will breake:
Though against my will,
Tongue thou must be still,
for she will not heare thee speake.
Then with sighs goe prooue her,
Let them shew I loue her,
gracious Venus be my guide:
But though I complaine me,
She will still disdaine me,
beauty is so full of pride.
What though she be faire?
speake, and feare not speeding,
Be she nere so coy,
yet she may be wunne:
Vnto her repaire,
where her Flocks are feeding,
Sit and tick and toy
till set be the Sunne.
Sunne then being set,
Feare not Vulcanes net,
though that Mars therein was caught:
If she doo denie
Thus to her replie
Venus lawes she must be taught.
Then with kisses mooue her,
That's the way to prooue her,
thus thy Phillis must be wone:
She will not forsake thee,
But her Loue will make thee,
When Loues duty once is done.
speake, and feare not speeding,
Be she nere so coy,
yet she may be wunne:
Vnto her repaire,
where her Flocks are feeding,
Sit and tick and toy
till set be the Sunne.
Feare not Vulcanes net,
though that Mars therein was caught:
If she doo denie
Thus to her replie
Venus lawes she must be taught.
Then with kisses mooue her,
That's the way to prooue her,
thus thy Phillis must be wone:
She will not forsake thee,
But her Loue will make thee,
When Loues duty once is done.
Happie shall I be,
If she graunt me fauour,
Else for loue I die
Phillis is so faire:
Boldly then goe see,
thou maist quickly haue her,
Though she should denie,
yet doo not despaire.
She is full of pride,
Uenus be my guide,
helpe a sillie Sheepheards speede:
Vse no such delay,
Sheepheard, goe thy way,
venture man and doo the deede.
I will sore complaine me,
Say that loue hath slaine thee,
if her fauours doo not feede:
But take no deniall,
Stand vpon thy triall,
spare to speake, and want of speede.
If she graunt me fauour,
Else for loue I die
Phillis is so faire:
Boldly then goe see,
thou maist quickly haue her,
Though she should denie,
yet doo not despaire.
She is full of pride,
Uenus be my guide,
helpe a sillie Sheepheards speede:
Vse no such delay,
Sheepheard, goe thy way,
venture man and doo the deede.
I will sore complaine me,
Say that loue hath slaine thee,
if her fauours doo not feede:
But take no deniall,
Stand vpon thy triall,
spare to speake, and want of speede.
FINIS.
I. G.
| Englands Helicon | |