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[XLVI. I will goe dye for pure loue]
I will goe dye for pure loue
I will goe dye for pure loue, except rage & disdaine
come to recure loue, since in reward of all my faithfull seruing,
my lady giues disgrace for well deseruing, and in my flames fans measure
takes her disport and pleasure, takes her disporting, takes her disport & pleasure,
vnlesse some frost, vnlesse some frost assuage this heate and cure loue,
I will go dye for pure loue, I will go dye for pure loue.
[XLVII. These that be certaine signes of my tormenting]
These that be certaine signes of my tormenting
These that be certaine signes of my tormenting, of my
tormenting, sighes they be none, no, nor any sigh so sheweth,
those haue some truce, but these haue no relenting, not so
exhales the heate that in me gloweth, the heate that in me gloweth, fierce Loue that
burnes my hart makes all this venting, makes all this venting, fierce Loue that
burnes my hart, makes all this venting, while with his winges the raging
fyre he bloweth, say Loue, say Loue with what deuise thou canst for euer,
keepe it in flames and yet consume it neuer, and yet consume it neuer, keepe it in
flames
still and yet consume it neuer, & yet consume it neuer, say Loue with
what deuise thou canst for euer, keepe it in flames and yet consume it neuer,
keepe it in flames
still and yet consume it neuer, and yet consume it neuer.
[XLVIII. So farre from my delight]
So farre from my delight
So farre from my delight, what cares torment me, what
cares torment me, what cares torment me,
fieldes do record it, and vallyes and woods and mountaines, and woods and
mountaynes, and running ryuers and reposed fountaynes,
where I crye out, and to the heauens lament me, none other
sounds but tunes of my complayning, Nymph of the groues or pleasant
byrd once heareth, still recount I my griefe, & her disdayning,
to euery plant that groweth, to euery plant that groweth, or blossome
beareth, or blossome beareth.
[XLIX. The second part. She onely doth not feele it]
She onely doth not feele it
She onely doth not feele it, O
fields, O mountaines, O mountaines, O woods, O
vallyes, O floodes and fountaines, Oh stay no more, oh stay no more to heare a
wretch appealing, oh stay no more to heare a wretch appealing, O that some one this
lyfe and soule would seuer, and these mine eyes oppressed, and these
myne eyes opprest would cloze for euer, for best were me to dye so, for
best were me to dye my loue concealing, for best were me to dye so, for
best were me to dye, my loue concealing.
[L. Loe here my hart in keping]
Loe here my hart in keping
Loe here my hart in keping, I leaue with
her that laughes to see me weping, to see me weping,
oh what comfort or treasure, oh what comfort, is lyfe with her displeasure?
that shee which still doth payne me, may liue the more content
whē griefe hath slayne me, may liue the more cōtent whē griefe hath
slayne me, may liue the more content, when griefe hath slayne me, that she which
still doth paine me, may liue the more content when griefe hath slayne me,
may liue the more content, when griefe hath slayne me, when griefe hath slayne me,
may lyue the more contented, when griefe hath slayne me.
[LI. Now must I part]
Now must I part, now must I part my dearling
Now must I part, now must I part my dearling,
of lyfe and soule, and soule disseised, and Loue, oh
oh what a death is parting, is parting? but if the fates ordaine
it, who can refrayne it? oh what griefe is now lacking? yet must I needes be
packing farewell, farewell, farewell sweet hart vnfayned, I dye to part constrayned,
but if the fates ordayne it who can refrayne it? oh what griefe is now
lacking? yet must I needes be packing, farewell farewell sweet hart vnfayned,
I dye to part constrayned, farewell, I dye to part constrayned.
[LII. The first part. Zephirus brings the time that sweetely senteth]
Zephirus brings the time that sweetely senteth
Zephirus brings the time that sweetely senteth,
with flowres & herbes & winters frost exileth,
Progne now chirpeth, & Philomele lamēteth, Flora the garlāds white & read compileth,
Flora the garlands white & read compileth, fieldes
do reioyce, the frowning skye relenteth, Ioue, to behold
his dearest daughter smyleth, th'ayre,
th'ayre the water the earth to Ioy consenteth, eche creature now to
loue him reconcyleth, th'ayre th'ayre the water the earth to
Ioy consenteth, eche creature now to loue him reconcyleth.
[LIII. The second part. Bvt with me wretch the storms of woe perseuer]
Bvt with me wretch the storms of woe perseuer, & heauy sighes
Bvt with me wretch the storms of woe perseuer, & heauy sighes, but
with me wretch the storms of woe perseuer, & heauy sighes, but with me wretch the
stormes of woe perseuer, & heauy sighes, which frō my hart she straineth,
that tooke the kay thereof to heauen for euer,
so that singing, so that singing of birds & spring time flowring,
so that singing of birds & spring time flowring, & ladies loue that mens affection
gayneth, are like a desert, and
cruell beastes deuouring, and ladies loue that mens affection gayneth,
are lyke a desert, & cruell beastes deuouring.
[LIIII. I was full neere my fall]
I was full neere my fall, & hardly scaped
I was full neere my fall, & hardly scaped, & hardly
scaped, & hardly scaped, through fond desire
that headlong me transported, that Loue him selfe for me deuis'd
and shaped, and if my reason but a whyle had stayed, to rule
my sence misled and vnaduised, to my mishappe I had no noubt assayed,
what a death is to lyue with loue surprised, what a death is to lyue with
loue surprised, what a death is to lyue with loue surprised.
[LV. The second part. Bvt as the byrd that in due time espying]
Bvt as the byrd that in due time espying
Bvt as the byrd that in due time espying, that
in due time espying the secret snares and deadly bush enlymed,
quick to the heauen doth mount with song and pleasure,
with song and pleasure: traynes of false lookes and faithles wordes defying,
mounting the hill so hard for to be clymed, so hard for to be clymed, I sing for
Ioy of liberty the treasure, I sing for Ioye of liberty the treasure, I sing, I sing for
Ioy of liberty the treasure.
[LVI. I soung sometime]
I soung sometime
I soung sometime, I soung, I soung
sometime the freedome of my fancye, the
fire extinct, the yoke and bonds subdued, with hart congealed,
with hart congealed, I quencht the burning phransye, and with disdayne,
and with disdaine, the harmefull bayte eschewed, but now
I wayle my bondage and my enchayning, all naked vnarmed, in louely
netts engaged, nor by teares, nor by teares can I finde, nor by complayning,
mercy, mercy, mercy, nor comfort nor comfort, nor yet my griefe assuaged.
[LVII. The second part. Because my Loue too lofty and too dispightfull]
Because my Loue too lofty and too dispightfull
Because my Loue too lofty and too dispightfull, & too
dispightfull, while I with sighes do sound
her name delightfull, doth smyle when as the flame my
lyfe depriueth: my life depriueth: if I seek to breake of, if I seeke to
breake of the strings, the strings, that bynd me, the more I flye, the
faster, I the faster, I do find me, like a byrd in the snare in vaine that
striueth, in vaine that striueth,
lyke a byrd in the snare in vaine that stryueth.
FINIS.
