bloody fight But loue and peace dwels here from danger free Yet onely I from them haue tane this wound Which vnto thee subiected hath this ground 73. This and much more in vaine her tongue did say But wise Vlisses alwayes stopt his eare And hoysing his braue sayles fled fast away The winde her loue and words away doth beare Yet still her torments did the more increase Yet stil of cursed spels she seeketh ease 74. But all her magicke and spright binding arte Diminisht nothing of her furious loue Ne ought did take from her consuming smart Ne ought her helish torments did remoue Ye then that fondly loue and faigne would leaue In magicke spels doe not at all beleeue 75. But if great cause of businesse thee retaine Within the Citie where thy mistris dwels Follow my counsaile freedome to regaine Which for the Cities presence I will tell He woonne his freedome and did quite him wel That once escapte vnworthy loues lowe Hell 76. This thou desirest him I wonder at And of my medicines he shall not need To thee alone my Rules I will relate Whose inward wounds do neuer cease to bleed Who louest wouldst faigne that knot vnbinde And know'st not how seekst the way to finde 77. Recount vnto thy selfe each suttle Art Each wicked Act of thine vnworthy Loue Vnfold before thine eyes each losse each smart Which by her meanes and for her thou dost proue This hath she stolne that thus must you say Yet this or that will not her stealing stay 78. But euen houshold goods and gods and all She quite hath fold with couetous desire Lo thus protesting she doth Record call Her faith yee falsifies it O the stoute lyer How often hath she shut me out her gate There suffering me my sorrowes to relate 79. Yea she applies her selfe to straungers last And scorne my loue ô most vnhappie I Vnto her base apprentise she doth trust Those secrets which to me she doth denie The oft remembrance of such cruell wrong Wil root thy fancie vp though grounded strong 80. Present them often then to thy sick minde For hence the spring shall rise of happy hate O would thou couldst seeme eloquent to binde More strong perswasions to thy sickly state 81. Lately I set my fancy on a maide That fully answerd not to my desier And therefore striu'd my fancy to haue staide A poore Phisition to so great a fyer Yet the remembrance of her vilder parts Releast the furie of tormenting smarts 82. How ill and excellent vnshapt her thigh Yet to confesse the truth it was not so How foule her armes thus would I say and sigh Yet if they were not thus I well did know How short of stature yet her stature tall Thus enuie loathsomnesse to me did call 83. Good things do neighbour bad and sit them by Oft vertue thus of vice doth beare that blame Faigne to thy selfe and tell thy selfe a ly And cloath her vertues with foule vices shame Thus shalt thou change thy mind with subtill art And weare away thy still encombring smart 84. If shee be fat that shee is swollen say If browne then tawny like the Affricke Moore If slender leane meger and worne away If courtly wanton worst of worst before If modest strange as fitteth woman-head Say she is rusticke clownish and ill bred 85. Yea whatsoeuer gift for none hath all Thy mistris wants intreat her still to vse If that her voyce be ill or cunning small Importune her to sing nee'r let her chuse If that she cannot moue her feete in measure To see her daunce still let it be thy pleasure 86. Is shee of small discourse and slender wit Conuerse with her that she may wound thine eare To instruments hath shee not learn'd to fit Her fingers then desire a Lute to heare Hath she an ill vncomely and strange gate Cause her to walke both earely forth and late 87. Hath shee a swelling and downe hanging breast Desire thou still to see her faire white skinne Are her teeth blacke or wants shee of the best Relate some merry iest that shee may grinne Is shee compassionate tell then some woful case So shall she shew thee Anticks in her face 88. Earely desire to steale of her a sight Ere shee hath cloath'd her with her best attire We are seduced by vaine errors might And gay apparell kindles our desire Then is shee shrowded all in stone and golde And of her selfe least part her selfe doth holde 89. Oft seeke for whom thou lou'st in company And great resort of other goodly dames By this deuice new loues beguiles thine eye And drawes thy first desire to farther blame Come all vnthought of sudden in the place So shall she be vnarm'd in weaker case 90. So shalt thou disappoint her in her guile See her defects and coole thy burning loue Yet trust not to this rule which other while Fallacious and dangerous doth proue For carelesse hauiour that doth banish art Hath mighty force to hold a wounded hart 91. Yet whiles with curious skill shee paintes her face Be not asham'd but presse thou to her sight Then shalt thou finde her boxes in the place Wherein her beauty lyes and borrowed light Then shalt thou see her body all begreas'd With ointments that hath thee so greatly pleas'd 92. Of sauour worse then Phineûs tables were Whose filthinesse a plague to him was sent With these my stomack could not often beare But euermore to ease it selfe was bent But now euen what we vse in midst of Loue I will thee teach that passion to remoue 93. For by all meanes we must this fier expell But I do shame euen needfull things to showe Yet thou by those which I to thee shall tell Mayst well conceiue the rest and easie knowe For some dispraise my rimes to enuie bent And say my Muse is shamelesse impudent 94. Yet since I see so many that I please That all the world my sporting lines receaue Let this or that man enuie at my ease Dispraise my pen and me of praise bereaue Detracting enuie Homers writ hath blam'd Who ere thou be he Zoilus hath nam'd 95. Yea sacriligious tongues hath torne thy verse By whose good guide the Troyans gaind this land The loftiest things Ioues thunderbolts do perse And winds encounter what doth highest stand So enuie euer aymeth at the best And will not giue them any time to rest 96 But thou who ere thou be that thus my Muse So much offendes through looser libertie If in thy wrath discretion thou canst vse Then to each subiect his apt verse applie Stout warres deserue a Homer to display Their battailes conflicts and their good array 97 What place may there be found for sweet delight For Reuels Triumphs Loues and merriment Matters of State Tragedians do report For loftie Stiles becomes such drirement No humble muse must there sound his stil horne There buskins but no base shoes must be worne 98 The Iambicke freely taunts his enemie Whether
Ouidius Naso HIS REMEDIE OF LOVE Translated and Intituled to the Youth of England Plautus in Trinummo Mille modis Amor Ignorandu'st procul adhibendus est atque abstinendus Nam qui in Amore precipitauit peius perit quà m si saxe saliat VIR EST SIT VULNERE VERITAS LONDON Printed by T. C. for Iohn Browne and are to be sold at his shop in Fleetstreet at the signe of the Bible 1600. TO HIS SOMEtimes Tutor at all times deerest friend M. I. better reward for his deserts c. I Haue liued to be the cause of thy wrong I may liue to doe thee right the first by casualtie contrary to my desire the latter voluntarily according to thy desert Accept therefore these few lynes whatsoeuer they are and howsoeuer attirde yet as true witnesses of my euerlasting loue If they seeme vnpollisht as I feare hide them for thou gauest them their beginning If possessing any thing of worth or pleasure as yet I hope ioy in it and enioy it for thou wert the first moouer of my Muses circular conceits which had neuer beginning but by thee and neuer shall ende but in thee and whatsoeuer they doe all shall be for thee Farewell Times truest child F. L. The first booke of Ouidius Naso intituled The Remedie of Loue. 1 WHen Loue first read the title os this booke Wars wars against me now are wag'd que he O dayne thy Poet of a milder looke Condemne him not that from offence is free VVho euer was Loues vowed Ancient Bearing his cullers with a true intent 2 Not I Tydides by whose cruel speare Thy mother wounded on Mars foming steeds Fled into heauen full of carefull feare Others sometime in bitter fancy bleeds But I still burne If thou the question moue What now I do I answere also Loue. 3 Yea I haue taught how thou mightst be obtaind So learning reason how to bridle force Yet not to thee nor to mine Arts containd In papers proue I foe without remorce Ne yet my Muse doth labour to vntwist Her old spun webbe that doth of Loue consist 4 He that hath built his fancie to his minde He happie loues and happie liue he still Still fill thy sayles with that thrice prosperous wind But if thou be subiected to the will Of any tyrant or vnworthy mayd Least that thou perish search our Arts for ayd 5 VVhy why should any basely hang and die To giue an instance of their desperate loue Or why should any with such crueltie By selfe-inflicted wounds their soules remoue So thou that onely doest in peace delight Shalt gayne suspition of a murtherous wight 6 If then he be who least he scapes the snare And leaues to loue must also leaue to liue O let him in due time thereof beware O let him leaue to loue and leaue him giue Thus loue shall be esteem'd liues deerest friend Not cursed author of a desperate end 7 Thou art a child nor ought childhood fits But games sports playes then game sport play Such gentler rule becomes such childish wits Thy childish wit that no high things must way Thou in thy wars maist naked arrowes vse Yet such as shall no deadly wounds infuse 8. Let old Stepfathers war with sword and speare And in a Sea of blood win victorie Vse thou thy mothers fight that yeelds no feare Nor for the sonnes losse makes the parent crie Let doores be broken in thy nocturne Iarres And be adornd with garlands midst those warres 9. Let men and maidens take their sports by stealth Let maidens vse their words with cunning art Now let them kindly send their Louers health And suddenly with chiding wound their hart And barring fast the doores shut out their loue VVhere let them waile and yet no pitie moue 10. These warres shall please thy gentle humor best In these teares shalt thou sport not causd by death Death shall not see thy Torches at her feast Nor morning funerals thy fiers breath Thus hauing said Loue shooke his golden wings And bid me end the worke my pen begins 11. Come then sick youth vnto my sacred skill VVhose loue hath fallen crosse vnto your minde Learne how to remedie that pleasing ill Of him that taught you your owne harmes to finde For in that selfesame hand your helpe is found VVhence first ye did receiue your careful wound 12 So th' earth which yeelds vs herbs of souerain grace Doth nourish weeds of vertue pestilent The burning nettle chuseth oft her place Next to the Rose that yeelds so sweete a sent Achilles Speare that wounded his sterne foe Restord him health curde the greeuous blow 13. Now what prescriptions we do giue to men Maides thinke them spoken vnto you likewise To both parts we giue weapons vse them then With secret Art and with discretion wise Of which if ought you finde that seemes not fit Know in examples many things are writ 14 And profitable is our Argument To quench that secret and consuming flame To free thy minde from sin and ill intent To loose those bands that drew thee into shame Phillis had liu'd had I her Tutor been That three times thice walkt path she oft had seen 15. Nor Dido dying from her stately Tower Should haue beheld the Troians thence to flye Sorrow should not haue had so strong a power To cause the mother do her owne to dye Tereus though Philomela might him please Should not through sin a graundsiers title seaze 16. Giue me Pasiphae she shall cease to Loue The filthy shape of that straunge monstrous beast Bring Phaedra forth and I will soone remoue Her deepe incestuous lust that neuer ceast Liude Paris Hellen he should not desire Nor shuld the Greekes waste Pergamus with fire 17. Had wicked Scylla read our argument Nisus should not haue lost his fatall haire I le teach you to asswage the greedy bent Of burning lust and make the weather faire I le steare your Ship aright in seas of loue And from each rock I will you safely moue 18. Ouid was to be read with studious care When first your loue began with fruite to growe Ouid is to be read in your ill fare When first your loue with deep disdain shal flowe I do professe to gaine your libertie Then follow me reuenge your miserie 19. Be present ô thou Prophet Poets praise Phisicks first finder out and nurse alone Crowne me professing both with lasting bayes For both are vnder thy protection Raine siluer shewers of skill into my brest That I may shewe each wretch the way to rest 20. Whiles well thou maist and ere that secret warre Be throughly kindled in thy troubled minde If thou repent ô run not on too far Retire ere greater cause of griefe thou finde Tread down the starting seeds of springing wo And turne thy Steed ere he vntamed grow 21. Delay giues strēgth time ripes the greenest grape And makes corn stiff that was a weak spring-weed The greatest tree that farthest spreads his
sape Was first a wand or but a litle seed Then mought it be thrown down drawne vp soone broke Now stands it stiffe conquers euery stroke 22. Consider first where thou dost thrall thy hart To whom thou vowest thy seruice and thy loue And if the burthen cause thine inward smart From out the yoke with speed thy neck remoue Stop the beginning for Phisick comes too late When time hath drawn the wound to desperate state 23. Defer not therefore to the comming hower For he that at the present is vnapt Shall finde delay diminish still his power Vntill at length he wholly be intrapt Louers excuses seeke of long delay And euer fittest deemes the following day 24. But each small minute giues occasion Of deeper thraldome Fancy ties by slight See how by many streames collection There doth arise a flood of wondrous might Drops multiplied do grow to running springs And springs vnited forth a Riuer brings 25. If that thou hadst foreseene how great a sinne Myrrha thy wicked lust did powre on thee Thou neuer shouldst haue hid thy shamefull chin Within the barke of that still weeping tree Oft haue I seene an easie soone curde ill By times processe surpasse the Leachmans skill 26. But for we still delight to taste the fruites Of melting pleasure and bewitching Loue We wooe our selues with long protracting suites And daily promise from it to remoue Meane while the flame we feed within vs still For deeper rootes the weed and tree of ill 27. But if the time of this first cure be past And long-fed loue doth lode thy fainting hart A worke of greater moment now is cast Vpon my promise and of deeper Art Yet will I not cast off the sicke decaide Though late it be ere he implores my aide 28. Paeantius sonne should haue redeemd his health By cutting off that first corrupted part Though after many yeares times gon by stealth He ending warfare was recurde by Art I that but now did launce the wound in haste Now wish thou slowly slying time to waste 29. Yet seeke to quench those flames that newly burn With those whose furie past do now decline Giue Raynes to running rage and do not turne Her race and she will kill her selfe with time Each violence at first is wondrons strong And hardly yeeldeth passage vnto wrong 30. He is a foole that may the Riuer passe By small declining vnto either side And yet will striue against the streame alas And euer be far from his purpose wide Me thinks I see a minde impatient That neuer subiect was to Arts true bent 31. Contemne this Counsell as of slender skill And scorne th' admonisher as fond and vaine But then will I apply me to his will And vndertake my promisde taske againe When as his wounds wil beare a touch a straine And eke himselfe beliue I do not faine 32. Who would forbid the mother for to weepe Vpon the dead hearse of her dearest sonne This is no time that she should patience keepe This is no place to say she must haue done When with her teares her mind is satisfied By words her griefe may best be mollified 33. By time must medicines be measur'd forth For in fit time wines profit and delight But out of season they are little worth And brings the body to eternal night Moreouer vnto flax thou addest fire Forbidding vice contraring his desire 34. In vnfit times by ill meanes or straunge place Nor euer shalt thou so thy Patient cure When then thou seest thy selfe in better case Able or hard prescriptions to endure See first thou fly from sloathful Idlenesse And still be doing somewhat more or lesse 35. Sloath drawes thee on and leads thee vnto Loue Sloath the chiefe cause and foode of pleasing ill Shake off but Sloath and idle ease remoue Blinde Cupid shall his arrowes vainely spill His bowe shall breake and to the ground shall fall Yea and his firy brands extinguish all 36. Euen as the Palme-tree loues the Riuers sight And as the Alder ioyes the Waters side As Reeds in slymie Marishes delight So Loue doth euermore with sloath abide Loue hates all busie braines as deadly ill If then thou wilt not loue be busie still 37. Languor and Feeblenesse and sloathful play Time drownd in Wine and lost in drowsie sleepe Steales from the mind her wonted strength stay Whiles all her spirits dead no watch do keepe Then in slips Traitor Loue her enemie And doth depriue her of her libertie 38. Loue euermore a shadow is to Sloath Attending on her alwaies as her Page To be imployde with businesse its loath It hates all care at trouble stil doth rage Adde then vnto thy minde some chiefe affaire Stil to preserue from Loues infectious ayre 39. There are the seates of Iudgements Iustice see There are the Lawes go learn to plead for truth Thou hast some friend in trouble set him free Thus shalt thou euer fly fond Fancies ruth Or clad thy selfe in steele and shining armes Pleasure shal fly and neuer worke thy harmes 40. Behold the Parthian who slying fights Now Captiuate the cause of our new ioyes Conquer thou Cupids sensual delights As then the Parthian hast to his annoy So in thy double conquest mayst thou weare Two Trophies and vnto thy Gods them beare 41. As soone as Venus from th' Aeolian Speare Receiude her wound she left the bloodie field She left the care of that vnconstant feare Vnto her Louer by his strength to wield Some aske why fraile Aegistus burnd in sinne The cause is plaine Sloath did his vertue winne 42. Diuers were slack and many proued slowe Some came but late before proud Troyes wall To which the youth of Greece did daily goe Concluding their long toyle with Illions fall Would he the exercise of rough warres daine His nature could not suffer any paine 43. Would he haue spent his speech to plead for right Greece wanted matter for his vehement tongue All that he could he did euen to his might Least nought he should to Loue he tun'd his song So came that childe to vndertake some paine So stil he doth a childish boy remaine 44. The Countrey also doth delight the minde With pleasant studies of sweet husbandry This care the greeuoust cares griefes doth binde Quickly forgets and makes all sorrow flye Yoke then thy Oxen well taught to obay And furrow vp the earth in good aray 45. Bury therein thy quicke and liuely seede Which thy fat fields in time shall multiply Yeelding thee treble gaines with happie speede Behold the Apple bough how it doth ply And stoope with store of fruit that doth abound Scarce able to sustaine them from the ground 46. Marke well the gentle musicke of each spring Whiles through the Peebles it doth make her way See how thy Lambes with tender teeth do wring And choysely crop the sweetest herbes away The gentle Lambes that alwaies heard togither Louers of companie louing one another 47. Loe how the Goates vnto the
Rocks do speede Their empty dugs for their young kids to fill Attend the musick of the Shepheards Reede How his true Curre awaites to do his will O how the woods resound on euery part Of kyne that still bewaile their Calues depart 48. How swarmes of Bees from bitter smoke do fly Easing the crooked Pillers of their neast How Autumne yeeldeth fruites aboundantly And Sommer welcomes Ceres to his feast The Spring with flowers guilds the pleasant field And Winters Frost with fier we beguilde 49. The Husbandman in time conuenient Gathers his Grape thence draws pleasant Wine The Gardner hath his slips in order bent Refines the earth and plots it with his line Euen thou maist plant and graffe and set sowe Cause water many miles through pipes to flowe 50. Is it fit time to graffe make then one Tree Adopt an other and preserue his life There let him stand still couered and still free From th' iniuries of time and weathers strife Thy minde thus busied with this pleasant care Loue disappointed from thee flyeth faire 51. Or giue thy minde to Huntings sweet delight For stately Dian that pursues in chase And conquers each vntamed beast in fight Giues Venus still foule ouer throwes and base Follow the fearefull hart with skilfull hound Or with thy net encompasse him around 52. Adde diuers terrors to the flying hart And with thy Speare transfixe the cruell Bore So thou all wearie at the dayes depart Shalt soundly sleepe till Sun the day restore No idle thoughts shall rule thy fantasie Nor pleasing dreame thy weaker sense shall trie 53. More gentle is that pleasant exercise To fowle with shaft or closely hidden Net Nor do these sports of lesse reward dispise For also they do Cupids treason let Or hide thy compast Hooke with pleasing baite Deceiuing Fish that do for foode awaite 54. With these and other such still feed thy minde For by thy selfe thy selfe must be deceiu'd Till thoughts of loue quite vanquished thou finde Thou onely let me herein be beliud Though deerest loue implore thee still to stay Absent thy selfe by iorneyes euery day 55. I know the sweet remembrance of thy loue Which newly thou forsak'st wil cause thee weepe And stay thy foote that it no step remoue Altring the purpose which thou mindst to keepe But by how much thou shalt desire to stay So much the faster see thou spurre away 56. Be patient and learne by dayly vse To suffer these afflictions of sicke mindes Wish not for rayne fit matter of excuse Or Sabboths that from iorneyes doe vs binde Nor Allium that most vnlucky thing Which euermore with it mischance doth bring 57. Thinke not how many thousands thou hast past But looke how many miles do yet remaine Nor with delay study the time to waste To stay neere home do no occasion finde Number thou not the dayes the weekes the houres Nor look thou back vnto thine home-bred bowers 58. But fly forth still and with the Parthian fight Who findes best safety in retyring still Some one will call my precepts hard and right He sayes yea I subscribe vnto his will But for to keepe our health in perfect state Much must we suffer of a desperate fate 59. Oft haue I tasted Sirups of sharpe touch Against my will to cure my maladie But when my appetite desired much All sorts of meates they did to me deny To free thy body from disease and paine Both sword and fire what not wilt thou daine 60. If that in greatest thirst and moistures lacke Thou must not touch one drop of shewring raine Then to redeeme thy minde from sorrowes wracke Wilt thou refuse to suffer any paine Sith it so far exceeds this humane mold Of base borne flesh vnto corruption sold 61. But yet the hardest entrance of our Art And greatest labour that furmounts the rest Is to endure and beare the first times smart Behold how hard it is to make th'young beast First brooke the yoke or back an vntam'd lade And yet in time they are most gentle made 62. But thou art loath to leaue thy Countries bound Thy fathers cottage and his dwelling place Yet shalt thou go beyond thy natiue ground Though to returne thou turnest still thy face Thou faignest faire excuse not Countries lack But thy faire Mistresse Loue doth call thee back 63. Well being past great comfort to thy minde Thy iourney fellowes and strange fields will bring Yet thinke not this sufficient but beware Least thou returne ere Loue hath tane her wing Still absent be and still vnknowne paths tread Till euery sparke of Loue lie cold and dead 64. For if thou do returne cur'd but in part Loue will againe renew his ciuill warre And euery day will still augment thy smart Sith thou returnest to thy griefe from farre But let him eate the hearbs of Thessalie That Magicke thinkes will cure his Maladie 65. Yet auncient is that damned Socerie But wise Appollo Poets chiefest guide Doth point vs out for better meanes to trie And certaine helpes on which we must abide Then by my will no Magicke shal be vsde No charming verse which many haue abusde 66. No ghost shal be commaunded to arise Out of the graue where it should sleepe in rest No witch whose lims by age growen weatherwise Shall cause the earth rend open her wide brest Corne shall not shift from field to field at all Nor shall the Sun growe dim or wax â—â—d pall 67. As erst it did shall Romes faire Riuer pay He wonted tribute to the Midland Sea And stil shall Phoebe course her wonted way Drawne by her milkwhite steeds that swiftest be No Wisard reading backward shall vncharme Or liuing Sulphure driue away Loues harme 68. What remedy did Phasis flowers yeeld Circe when thou wouldst not from Cholcos god What helpt the weedes of all the Persian field When as the windes Vlisses sayles did blow Each guile thou did'st attempt to make him stay A blast of winde yet wasted him away 69. Yea thou did'st practise through thy deepest arte To quench those flames that did molest thy minde Yet did they euermore procure thy smart And vnto deeper sorow did thee binde Thou that could'st change men into diuers kinde Could'st not reuerse the passions of thy minde 70. And when he would depart thou thought'st to stay Him with sweet wordes with which thou fild'st his eare I cannot hope thou said'st but humbly pray To make me your sole spouse which much I feare Yet am I worthy it though that thou skorne Daughter to Phoebus of a goddesse borne 71. O yet delay thy iorney some small space Short stay for great requitall I require With fauour may I aske a smaller grace See how the Sea contraries thy desire With troubled Billowes which should cause thee feare Stay then for winde that will thee safely beare 72. What cause hast thou to hasten thus thy flight Here stands no aduerse Troy to trouble thee No foe to call thee forth to