The Affectionate Shepheard Containing the Complaint of Daphnis for the loue of Granymede [by Richard Barnfield] |
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THE COMPLAINT OF CHASTITIE.
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THE COMPLAINT OF CHASTITIE.
Briefely touching the cause of the death of Matilda Fitzwalters an English Ladie; sometime loued of King Iohn, after poysoned.
The Storie is at large written by Michael Dreyton.
Yov modest Dames, inricht with Chastitie.
Maske your bright eyes with Uestaes sable Vaile,
Since few are left so faire or chast as shee;
(Matter for me to weepe you to bewaile):
For manie seeming so, of Vertue faile;
Whose louely Cheeks (with rare vermilion tainted)
Can neuer blush because their faire is painted.
Maske your bright eyes with Uestaes sable Vaile,
Since few are left so faire or chast as shee;
(Matter for me to weepe you to bewaile):
For manie seeming so, of Vertue faile;
Whose louely Cheeks (with rare vermilion tainted)
Can neuer blush because their faire is painted.
O faire-foule Tincture, staine of Woman-kinde,
Mother of Mischiefe, Daughter of Deceate,
False traitor to the Soule, blot to the Minde,
Vsurping Tyrant of true Beauties seate,
Right Cousner of the eye, lewd Follies baite,
The flag of filthines, the sinke of shame,
The Diuells dye, dishonour of thy name.
Mother of Mischiefe, Daughter of Deceate,
False traitor to the Soule, blot to the Minde,
Vsurping Tyrant of true Beauties seate,
Right Cousner of the eye, lewd Follies baite,
The flag of filthines, the sinke of shame,
The Diuells dye, dishonour of thy name.
Monster of Art, Bastard of bad Desier,
Il-worshipt Idoll, false Imagerie,
Ensigne of Vice, to thine owne selfe a lier,
Silent Inchaunter, mindes Anatomie,
Sly Bawd to Lust, Pandor to Infamie,
Slaunder of Truth, Truth of Dissimulation;
Staining our Clymate more than anie Nation.
Il-worshipt Idoll, false Imagerie,
Ensigne of Vice, to thine owne selfe a lier,
Silent Inchaunter, mindes Anatomie,
Sly Bawd to Lust, Pandor to Infamie,
Slaunder of Truth, Truth of Dissimulation;
Staining our Clymate more than anie Nation.
What shall I say to thee? thou scorne of Nature,
Blacke spot of sinne, vylde lure of lecherie;
Iniurious Blame to euerie fæmale creature,
Wronger of time, Broker of trecherie,
Trap of greene youth, false Womens witcherie,
Hand-maid of pride, high-way to wickednesse;
Yet path-way to Repentance, nere the lesse.
Blacke spot of sinne, vylde lure of lecherie;
Iniurious Blame to euerie fæmale creature,
Wronger of time, Broker of trecherie,
Trap of greene youth, false Womens witcherie,
Hand-maid of pride, high-way to wickednesse;
Yet path-way to Repentance, nere the lesse.
Thou dost entice the minde to dooing euill,
Thou setst dissention twixt the man and wife;
A Saint in show, and yet indeed a deuill:
Thou art the cause of euerie common strife;
Thou art the life of Death, the death of Life;
Thou doost betray thy selfe to Infamie,
When thou art once discerned by the eye.
Thou setst dissention twixt the man and wife;
A Saint in show, and yet indeed a deuill:
Thou art the cause of euerie common strife;
Thou art the life of Death, the death of Life;
Thou doost betray thy selfe to Infamie,
When thou art once discerned by the eye.
Ah, little knew Matilda of thy being,
Those Times were pure from all impure complection;
Then Loue came of Desert, Desire of seeing,
Then Vertue was the mother of Affection;
(But Beautie now is vnder no subiection)
Then women were the same that men did deeme,
But now they are the same they doo not seeme.
Those Times were pure from all impure complection;
Then Loue came of Desert, Desire of seeing,
Then Vertue was the mother of Affection;
(But Beautie now is vnder no subiection)
Then women were the same that men did deeme,
But now they are the same they doo not seeme.
What fæmale now intreated of a King
With gold and iewels, pearles and precious stones,
Would willingly refuse so sweete a thing?
Onely for a little show of Vertue ones:
Women haue kindnes grafted in their bones.
Gold is a deepe-perswading Orator,
Especially where few the fault abhor.
With gold and iewels, pearles and precious stones,
Would willingly refuse so sweete a thing?
Onely for a little show of Vertue ones:
Women haue kindnes grafted in their bones.
Gold is a deepe-perswading Orator,
Especially where few the fault abhor.
But yet shee rather deadly poyson chose,
(Oh cruell Bane of most accursed Clime;)
Than staine that milke-white Mayden-virgin Rose,
Which shee had kept vnspotted till that time:
And not corrupted with this earthly slime,
Her soule shall liue: inclosd eternally,
In that pure shrine of Immortality.
(Oh cruell Bane of most accursed Clime;)
Than staine that milke-white Mayden-virgin Rose,
Which shee had kept vnspotted till that time:
And not corrupted with this earthly slime,
Her soule shall liue: inclosd eternally,
In that pure shrine of Immortality.
This is my Doome: and this shall come to passe;
For what are Pleasures but still-vading ioyes?
Fading as flowers, brittle as a glasse,
Or Potters Clay, crost with the least annoyes;
All things in this life are but trifling Toyes:
But Fame and Vertue neuer shall decay,
For Fame is Toomblesse, Vertue liues for aye.
For what are Pleasures but still-vading ioyes?
Fading as flowers, brittle as a glasse,
Or Potters Clay, crost with the least annoyes;
All things in this life are but trifling Toyes:
But Fame and Vertue neuer shall decay,
For Fame is Toomblesse, Vertue liues for aye.
FINIS.
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