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Of 4. voc.

[VII. The first part. What needeth all this trauayle and turmoyling]

What needeth all this trauayle and turmoyling

What needeth all this trauayle and turmoyling, Shortning the lyfes sweet pleasure, Shortning the lyfes sweet pleasure. To seeke this far fetcht treasure, To seeke this far fetcht treasure, In those hot clymates, In those hot clymates, Vnder Phœbus broyling. In those hot clymats, In those hot clymats, Vnder Phœbus broyling.

[VIII. The second part. O Fooles, can you not see a traffick neerer]

O Fooles, can you not see a traffick neerer

O Fooles, can you not see a traffick neerer, In my sweet Ladies face, In my sweet Ladies face, Where Nature showeth, what euer treasure eye sees, or hart knoweth? Rubies and Diamonds daintie, And orient Perles such plentie, & orient pearles such plentie, Corral & Ambergris, sweeter & deerer, Corral & Ambergris, sweeter & deerer, Then which the South seas or Moluccas lend vs, Then which the South seas or Moluccas lend vs, or either Indies, or either Indies, East or West, do send vs.

[IX. Alas, what hope of speeding, wher hope beguild lies bleeding]

Alas, what hope of speeding,
wher hope beguild lies bleeding;
She bad come, when she spide mee:
And when I came she flide mee,
Thus when I was beguiled,
She at my sighing smiled.
But if you take such pleasure,
Of hope & ioy, my treasure,
By deceipt to bereaue me,
Loue mee and so deceiue mee.

[X. Lady, when I behold, the Roses sprouting]

Lady, when I behold, the Roses sprouting,
Which clad in damaske mantells deck the arbours:
And then behold your lips, Where sweet loue harbours,
My eyes presents me with a double, double doubting:
For viewing both a like, hardly my mind supposes,
whether the Roses be your lips, or your lips the Roses.

[XI. Thus saith my Cloris bright]

Thus saith my Cloris bright,
when we of Loue sit downe and talke together,
Beware of Loue, (deere) Loue is a walking sprite,
And Loue is this and that, And O I wot not what,
And comes and goes againe, I wot not whether,
No, no, these are but bugs to breed amazing,
For in her eies I saw his torch light blazing.

[XII. Adew, Adew, Adew sweet Amarillis]

Adew, Adew, Adew sweet Amarillis

Adew, Adew, Adew sweet Amarillis, Adew, Adew, Adew sweet Amarillis: For since to part, to part your will is, Adew, Adew, Adew sweet Amarillis, Adew sweet Amarillis, Adew, Adew, Adew, sweet Amarillis: For since to part, to part your will is, O heauy tyding, Heere is for mee no biding: Yet once againe, Yet once againe, againe ere that I part with you, Yet once againe, Yet once againe, againe, Ere that I part with you, Amarillis, Amarillis, sweet Adew, Adew, Adew, Adew sweet Amarillis, Amarillis, sweet Adew.