down the seas in danger to be lost. Shall they not make me fear that they have swallowed thee? But as
thou art most sure alive, so wilt thou come to me. Whereby I shall go see thy ship ride on the strand, And
think and say Lo where he comes and Sure here will he land: And then I shall lift up to thee my little
hand, And thou shalt think thine heart in ease, in health to see me stand. And if thou come indeed (as
Christ thee send to do!) Those arms which miss thee now shall then embrace [and hold] thee to: Each
vein to every joint the lively blood shall spread Which now for want of thy glad sight doth show full pale
and dead. But if thou slip thy troth, and do not come at all, As minutes in the clock do strike so call for
death I shall: To please both thy false heart and rid myself from woe, That rather had to die in troth than
live forsaken so!
William Byrds Songs of Sundry Natures, 1589
WHILE that the sun with his beams hot Scorchàed the fruits in vale and mountain, Philon the
shepherd, late forgot, Sitting beside a crystal fountain In shadow of a green oak tree, Upon his pipe this
song playd he: Adieu, Love, adieu, Love, untrue Love! Untrue Love, untrue Love, adieu, Love! Your mind
is light, soon lost for new love. So long as I was in your sight I was your heart, your soul, your treasure; And
evermore you sobbd and sighd Burning in flames beyond all measure: Three days endured your love
to me, And it was lost in other three! Adieu, Love, adieu, Love, untrue Love! Untrue Love, untrue Love,
adieu, Love! Your mind is light, soon lost for new love. Another shepherd you did see, To whom your heart
was soon enchainàed; Full soon your love was leapt from me, Full soon my place he had obtainàed. Soon
came a third your love to win, And we were out and he was in. Adieu, Love, adieu, Love, untrue Love! Untrue
Love, untrue Love, adieu, Love! Your mind is light, soon lost for new love.
Sure you have made me passing glad That you your mind so soon removàed, Before that I the
leisure had To choose you for my best belovàed: For all my love was passd and done Two days before it
was begun. Adieu, Love, adieu, Love, untrue Love! Untrue Love, untrue Love, adieu, Love! Your mind is
light, soon lost for new love. The Passionate Pilgrim, 1599
CRABBÈED Age and Youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care; Youth
like summer morn, Age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of
sport, Ages breath is short; Youth is nimble, Age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold; Youth
is wild, and Age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee; Youth, I do adore thee; O, my Love, my Love is young! Age,
I do defy thee: O, sweet shepherd, hie thee! For methinks thou stayst too long. ? by William Shakespeare Englands Helicon, 1600
Phyllida. CORYDON, arise, my Corydon! Titan shineth clear. Corydon. Who is it that calleth Corydon? Who
is it that I hear? Phyl. Phyllida, thy true love, calleth thee, Arise then, arise then, Arise and keep thy flock
with me! Cor. Phyllida, my true love, is it she? I come then, I come then, I come and keep my flock with
thee.
Phyl.
Here are cherries ripe for my Corydon; Eat them for my sake. Cor. Heres my oaten pipe, my lovely
one, Sport for thee to make. Phyl. Here are threads, my true love, fine as silk, To knit thee, to knit thee, A
pair of stockings white as milk. Cor. Here are reeds, my true love, fine and neat, To make thee, to make
thee, A bonnet to withstand the heat.
Phyl.
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