A Handefull of pleasant delites Containing sundrie new Sonets and delectable Histories, in diuers kindes of Meeter. Newly deuised to the newest tunes that are now in use, to be sung: euerie Sonet orderly pointed to his proper Tune. With new additions of certain Songs, to verie late deuised Notes, not commonly knowen, nor vsed heretofore, By Clement Robinson, and diuers others |
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A proper sonet, Intituled: I smile to see how you deuise.
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A proper sonet, Intituled: I smile to see how you deuise.
I smile
to see how you deuise,
New masking nets my eies to bleare:
your self you cannot so disguise:
But as you are, you must appeare.
New masking nets my eies to bleare:
your self you cannot so disguise:
But as you are, you must appeare.
your priuie winkes at boord I see,
And how you set your rouing mind:
your selfe you cannot hide from me,
Although I wincke, I am not blind.
And how you set your rouing mind:
your selfe you cannot hide from me,
Although I wincke, I am not blind.
The secret sighs and fained cheare,
That oft doth paine thy carefull brest:
To me right plainly doth appeare,
I see in whom thy hart doth rest.
That oft doth paine thy carefull brest:
To me right plainly doth appeare,
I see in whom thy hart doth rest.
And though thou makest a fained vow,
That loue no more thy heart should nip,
yet think I know as well as thou,
The fickle helm doth guide the ship.
That loue no more thy heart should nip,
yet think I know as well as thou,
The fickle helm doth guide the ship.
The Salamander in the fire,
By course of kinde doth bathe his limmes:
The floting Fish taketh his desire,
In running streams whereas he swimmes.
By course of kinde doth bathe his limmes:
The floting Fish taketh his desire,
In running streams whereas he swimmes.
So thou in change dost take delight,
Ful wel I know thy slipperie kinde:
In vaine thou seemst to dim my sight,
Thy rowling eies bewraieth thy minde.
Ful wel I know thy slipperie kinde:
In vaine thou seemst to dim my sight,
Thy rowling eies bewraieth thy minde.
I see him smile that doth possesse
Thy loue which once I honoured most:
If he be wise, he may well gesse,
Thy loue soon won, wil soon be lost.
Thy loue which once I honoured most:
If he be wise, he may well gesse,
Thy loue soon won, wil soon be lost.
And sith thou canst no man intice,
That he should stil loue thee alone:
Thy beautie now hath lost her price,
I see thy sauorie sent is gone.
That he should stil loue thee alone:
Thy beautie now hath lost her price,
I see thy sauorie sent is gone.
Therefore leaue off thy wonted plaie,
But, as thou art, thou wilt appeare,
Unlesse thou canst deuise a waie,
To dark the Sun that shines so cleare.
But, as thou art, thou wilt appeare,
Unlesse thou canst deuise a waie,
To dark the Sun that shines so cleare.
And keep thy friend that thou hast won,
In trueth to him thy loue supplie,
Least he at length as I haue done,
Take off thy Belles and let thee flie.
In trueth to him thy loue supplie,
Least he at length as I haue done,
Take off thy Belles and let thee flie.
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