Of 4.
[I. These that be certaine signes of my tormenting]
These that be certaine signes of my tormenting
These that be certaine signes of my tormenting,
no sighes be they, no sighes, nor any sigh
showeth, those haue their truce sometime, these no relenting, these no relenting,
not so exhales the heat that in me gloweth, fierce Loue, fierce Loue that
burnes my hart, makes all this venting, fierce Loue that burnes my hart, makes all this
venting, while with his wings the raging fyre he bloweth, while with his wings the
raging fyre he bloweth, say Loue, say Loue with what deuise thou canst for euer,
keepe it in flames & yet consume it neuer, keepe it in flames
and yet consume it neuer, and yet consume it neuer.
[II. The faire Diana neuer more reuiued]
The faire Diana neuer more reuiued
The faire Diana neuer more reuiued, the faire Diana
neuer more reuiued, her louers hart that spied her in the fountaine,
while she her naked lims, her naked lims in water dyued,
then me the coūtry wench set by the mountaine, washing a vayle to cloth the locks refyned,
washing a vayle to cloth the locks refyned,
that on fayre Laura's head the gold resemble, which
made me quake, although the Sunne then shined, though the Sunne then shyned, &
euery ioynt with louing frost to tremble, and euery
ioynt with louing frost to tremble.
[III. Ioye so delights my hart and so relieues me]
Ioye so delights my hart and so relieues me
Ioye so delights my hart and so relieues me, and so relieues
me, when I behold the face of my beloued, beloued,
that any hard mischaūce or pang that grieues me, that grieues me, is quite exil'd
& presently remoued, & if I might to perfite vp my pleasure, to
perfite vp my pleasure, without controulment, bestow myne eyes where I repose my treasure, for a crowne & a kingdome sure possessed, I
would not change my state so sweete & blessed. I would not change my state
so sweet & blessed, for a crowne & a kingdome, sure possessed, I
would not chaunge my state so sweete and blessed.
[IIII. False Loue now shoote & spare not]
False Loue now shoote & spare not
False Loue now shoote & spare not, false Loue, false Loue now do thy worst I care not, and to dispatch me,
vse all thine art & all thy craft to catch me, and all thy craft to catch me, for
youth amisse bestow'd, I now repent me, and for my faults I languish, which
brought me nothing else but griefe & anguish, & now at last haue vowed,
at libertie to liue, since to assayle me, both thy bowe & thy brand nought doth auayle
thee, for from thee good nor ill, comfort nor sorow, comfort nor sorow, I
will not hope nor feare now nor tomorow, I will not hope nor feare, now
nor tomorow.
[V. O griefe if yet my griefe be not beleeued]
O griefe if yet my griefe be not beleeued
O griefe if yet my griefe be not beleeued, O Griefe,
if yet my griefe be not beleeued, crye with thy
voyce out-stretched, that her dispightful hart & eares disdayning, may heare my iust complaining. And when thou hast
her told my state most wretched, & when thou hast her told my state most wretched,
tell her, that though my hart be thus tormented, I could be well contented,
if she that now doth grieue me, had but the least desire, once to relieue
me, had but the least desire, once to relieue me.
[VI. As in the night we see the sparckes reuiued]
As in the night we see the sparckes reuiued
As in the night we see the sparckes reuiued,
& quite extinct so soone, so soone as day appeareth,
so when I am of my sweet sonne depriued, new feares approch &
Ioy my hart forbeareth, but not so soone she is againe arriued, as feare retireth,
& present hope me cheareth, O sacred light, oh turne againe
to blesse me, and driue away this feare, that doth oppresse
me. O sacred light, oh turne againe to blesse me, & driue
away this feare that doth oppresse me. & driue away
this feare, & driue away this feare, that doth oppresse me.
[VII. In vayne he seekes for beautye that excelleth]
In vayne he seekes for beautye that excelleth
In vayne he seekes for beautye that excelleth, that
hath not sene her eyes wher Loue seiorneth, how sweetly here
and there the same she turneth, he knowes not how Loue healeth, and how he quelleth, he knowes not how Loue
heales and how he quelleth, that knowes not how she sighes and sweet beguileth,
that knowes not how she sighes and sweet beguileth, and how she
sweetly speakes and sweetly smyleth, and how she swetely
speakes and sweetly smyleth.
[VIII. What meaneth Loue to nest him]
What meaneth Loue to nest him
What meaneth Loue to nest him, in the fayre eyes, with
louely grace and heauenly spryte inspyred, inspyred,
of my mistres delightfull, of my mistres delightfull, enuious
dames confesse and be not spitefull, enuious dames confesse & be not
spitefull, ah fooles do you not mind it, that Loue hath sought (and neuer
yet could find it) from Sunne arysing, till where he goes to rest him,
till where he goes to rest him, a brauer place, thē in her eyes to nest him, a brauer
place then in her eyes to nest him, a brauer place, then in her eyes to nest him.
[IX. Sweet Loue when hope was flowring]
Sweet Loue when hope was flowring
Sweet Loue when hope was flowring,
with fruites of recompence for my deseruing, for
my deseruing, rest was the price of all my faithfull seruing Oh spiteful
death accursed, Oh lyfe most cruell, the first by wrong doth paie
me, and all my hope hath turned to lamenting, the last against my will hee
doth detaine me, fayne would I find my Iuell, but death to spite me more, yet
with a mild relenting, me thinkes within my hart her place she
holdeth, & what my torment is plainely beholdeth, & what my tormēt
is plainly beholdeth, plainely beholdeth, plainly beholdeth.
[X. Lady that hand of plenty]
Lady that hand of plenty
Lady that hand of plenty, lady that hand of plenty, that
gaue vnto the needefull, did steale my hart vnheedefull,
sweet thefe of Loue so dainty, sweet thefe of Loue so dainty, that robbe when you
are geuing, are geuing, but you do giue, so surely, that you
may robbe and steale, the more securely, that my poore hart be
eased, you do it not to Ioye me, but still by fresh assaults
quite to destroy me, quite to destroy me, but still by fresh assaults quite to destroye me.
[XI. Who will ascend to heauen & there obtaine me]
Who will ascend to heauen & there obtaine me
Who will ascend to heauen & there obtaine me, my
witts forlorne & silly sence decayed? for since I tooke my woūd that sore
doth paine me, frō your faire eyes my sprites are all dismayed.
Nor of so great a losse I do complayne me, if it encrease not,
but in some boundes be stayed, but if I still growe worse, I shalbe
lotted, to wander through the world fond & assotted, to wāder
through the world fond & assotted, but if I still
growe worse I shalbe lotted, to wāder through the world fond & assotted,
to wāder through the world fond & assotted.
[XII. Lady your looke so gentle]
Lady your looke so gentle so to my hart deepe sinketh
Lady your looke so gentle so to my hart deepe sinketh,
so to my hart deepe sinketh, that of none other, nor of my
selfe it thincketh, why thē do you constraine me (Cruell) to
liue in plaint in paine & sadnes, when one sweet
word may gaine me, peace to my thoughts, & euerlasting
gladnes, peace to my thoughts, & euerlasting gladnes,
peace to my thoughts, & euerlasting gladnes, peace to my thoughts,
& euerlasting gladnes, peace to my thoughts, & euerlasting gladnesse.
