 | Poems (1983) |  |
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SONGS FROM THE HUNTINGTON MANUSCRIPT OF Love's Victorie
[You pleasant floury meade]
You pleasant floury meade
Which I did once well love
Your pathes no more I'le tread
Your pleasures noe more prove
Your beauty more admire
Your coulers more adore
Nor gras with daintiest store
Of sweets to breed desire;
Which I did once well love
Your pathes no more I'le tread
Your pleasures noe more prove
Your beauty more admire
Your coulers more adore
Nor gras with daintiest store
Of sweets to breed desire;
Walks once soe sought for now
I shunn you for the darcke,
Birds to whose song did bow
My eares your notes nere mark;
Brooke which soe pleasing was
Upon whose banks I lay,
And on my pipe did play
Now, unreguarded pass;
I shunn you for the darcke,
Birds to whose song did bow
My eares your notes nere mark;
Brooke which soe pleasing was
Upon whose banks I lay,
And on my pipe did play
Now, unreguarded pass;
Meadowes, pathes, grass, flouers
Walkes, birds, brooke, truly finde
All prove butt as vaine shouers
Wish'd wellcome els unkind:
You once I loved best
Butt love makes mee you leave
By love I love deseave
Joy's lost for lives unrest.
Walkes, birds, brooke, truly finde
All prove butt as vaine shouers
Wish'd wellcome els unkind:
You once I loved best
Butt love makes mee you leave
By love I love deseave
Joy's lost for lives unrest.
[Joyfull pleasant spring]
Joyfull pleasant spring
Which comforts to us bring
Flourish in your pride:
Never lett decay
Your delights alay
Since joye is to you ti'de,
Which comforts to us bring
Flourish in your pride:
Never lett decay
Your delights alay
Since joye is to you ti'de,
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Lett noe frost nor wind
Your dainty coulers blind
Butt rather cherish
Your most pleasing sight
Lett never winter bite
Nor season perish.
Your dainty coulers blind
Butt rather cherish
Your most pleasing sight
Lett never winter bite
Nor season perish.
[O my eyes how do you lead]
O my eyes how do you lead
My poore hart thus forth to rang
From the wounted course to strang
Unknowne ways, and pathes to tread?
My poore hart thus forth to rang
From the wounted course to strang
Unknowne ways, and pathes to tread?
Lett itt home returne againe
Free untouch'd of gadding thought
And your forces back bee brought
To the ridding of my paine.
Free untouch'd of gadding thought
And your forces back bee brought
To the ridding of my paine.
Butt mine eyes if you deny
This smale favor to my hart,
And will force my thoughts to fly
Know yett you governe butt your part.
This smale favor to my hart,
And will force my thoughts to fly
Know yett you governe butt your part.
[When I doe see]
When I doe see
Thee, whitest thee
Yea whiter then lambs wull,
How doe I joy
That thee injoy
I shall with my hart full.
Thee, whitest thee
Yea whiter then lambs wull,
How doe I joy
That thee injoy
I shall with my hart full.
Thy eyes do play
Like goats with hay
And skip lik kids flying
From the sly fox
Soe eye lids box
Shutts up thy sights priing.
Like goats with hay
And skip lik kids flying
From the sly fox
Soe eye lids box
Shutts up thy sights priing.
Thy cheecks as red
As okar spred
On a fatted sheeps back,
Thy paps are found
As aples round,
Noe prayses shall lack.
As okar spred
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Thy paps are found
As aples round,
Noe prayses shall lack.
[By a pleasant rivers side]
By a pleasant rivers side
Hart, and hopes on pleasures tide
Might I see with in a bower
Proudly drest with every floure
Which the spring can to us lend
Venus, and her loving freind.
Hart, and hopes on pleasures tide
Might I see with in a bower
Proudly drest with every floure
Which the spring can to us lend
Venus, and her loving freind.
I upon her beauty gas'de,
They mee seeing were amas'de,
Till att last up stept a child
In his face, nott actions mild;
Fly away saide hee for sight
Shall both breed, and kill delight.
They mee seeing were amas'de,
Till att last up stept a child
In his face, nott actions mild;
Fly away saide hee for sight
Shall both breed, and kill delight.
Come away, and follow me;
I will lett thee beautys see.
I obay'd him, then hee staid
Hard besid a heav'nly maide
When hee threw a flaming dart,
And unkindly strooke my hart.
I will lett thee beautys see.
I obay'd him, then hee staid
Hard besid a heav'nly maide
When hee threw a flaming dart,
And unkindly strooke my hart.
[Love, and Reason once att warr]
Love, and Reason once att warr
Jove came downe to end the jarr;
Cupid said love must have place
Reason that itt was his grace.
Jove came downe to end the jarr;
Cupid said love must have place
Reason that itt was his grace.
Jove then brought itt to this end:
Reason should on love attend
Love takes reason for his guid
Reason can nott from love slide.
Reason should on love attend
Love takes reason for his guid
Reason can nott from love slide.
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This agreed, they pleasd did part
Reason ruling Cupids dart
Soe as sure love can nott miss
Since that reason ruler is.
Reason ruling Cupids dart
Soe as sure love can nott miss
Since that reason ruler is.
[Cupid blessed bee thy might]
Cupid blessed bee thy might,Lett thy triumph see noe night,
Bee thou justly god of love
Who thus can thy glory move,
Harts obay to Cupids sway,
Prinses non of you say nay;
Eyes, lett him direct your way
For without him you may stray;
Hee your secrett thoughts can spy
Beeing hid els from each eye;
Lett your songs bee still of love,
Write noe satirs which may prove
Least offensive to his name;
If you doe you will butt frame
Words against your selves, and lines
Wher his good, and your ill shines,
Like him who doth sett a snare
For a poore betrayed hare
And that thing hee best doth love
Lucklesly the snare doth prove;
Love the king is of the mind,
Please him, and hee will be kind;
Cross him you see what doth com,
Harmes which make your pleasures tomb;
Then take heed, and make your blis
In his favour, and soe miss
Noe content, nor joy nor pease
Butt in hapines increase.
Love command your harts and eyes
And injoy what pleasure tries;
Cupid govern, and his care
Guard your harts from all dispaire.
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[Silent woods with desarts shade]
Silvesta:
Silent woods with desarts shade
Giving peace
Wher all pleasures first ar made
To increase,
Give your favor to my mone
Now my loving time is gone.
Giving peace
Wher all pleasures first ar made
To increase,
Give your favor to my mone
Now my loving time is gone.
Chastity my pleasure is
Folly fled
From hence now I seeke my blis
Cross love dead,
In your shadows I repose
You then love I now have chose.
Folly fled
From hence now I seeke my blis
Cross love dead,
In your shadows I repose
You then love I now have chose.
Musella:
Choise ill made were better left,
Beeing cross
Of such choise to bee bereft
Were no loss,
Chastity you thus commend
Doth proceed butt from loves end.
Beeing cross
Of such choise to bee bereft
Were no loss,
Chastity you thus commend
Doth proceed butt from loves end.
And if love the fountane was
Of your fire
Love must chastitie surpas
In desire,
Love lost bred your chastest thought
Chastity by love is wrought.
Of your fire
Love must chastitie surpas
In desire,
Love lost bred your chastest thought
Chastity by love is wrought.
[Love thy powerfull hand withdraw]
Love thy powerfull hand withdraw,All doe yeeld unto thy law;
Rebells now thy subjects bee,
Bound they are who late were free,
Most confess thy power, and might,
All harts yeeld unto thy right;
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Souls doe strive thy joys to see;
Pitty then, and mercy give
Unto them wher you doe live;
They your images doe prove,
In them may you see great love;
They your mirours, you theyr eye
By which they true love doe spy.
Cease awhile theyr cruell smarts
And beehold theyr yeelding harts;
Greater glory 'tis to save
When that you a conquest have
Then with tiranny to press
Which still make the honor les;
Gods doe prinses hands direct,
Then to thes have some respect.
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