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A33611	A chain of golden poems embellished with wit, mirth, and eloquence : together with two most excellent comedies, (viz.) The obstinate lady, and Trappolin suppos'd a prince / written by Sr Aston Cokayn.; Chain of golden poems	Cokain, Aston, Sir, 1608-1684.; Cokain, Aston, Sir, 1608-1684. Obstinate lady.; Cokain, Aston, Sir, 1608-1684. Trappolin creduto principe.	1658 (1658)	Wing C4894; ESTC R20860	211,316	545

go Corruptedly from Lud●-town called so The seat of English Monarchs and the grave Of more then any since Norman valour gave It unto William Harold being slain And the Realme from the Saxons took again There into one of her four Innes withdraw Thy self and seriously go study Law Or be a Souldier and maintain his right Whose cause is just so thou may'st justlier fight Though wise Ulysses had a beautious wife And chaste and young he led a souldiers life Had she a proud disdainful mistress bin Frown'd on his services and scorn'd him You may conceive he then would sooner far Have left and slighted her and gone to th' war Or lead a Countrey life where far from noise Pride of the Court and City-vanities Thou may'st enjoy thy self sweet days and nights And spend thy time in harmlesser delights There thou maist hunt or hawk plant graff find Thousand diversions for thy troubled mind The noblest Romans many times would leave Their spendent City and in th' Countrey live Augustus self when it was at the height Forsook it and in Caprae did delight If that the Lyrick Horace had liv'd at home In his own Countrey-house and kept from Rome Perhaps he from 's fond passions had been free As the chaste Virgin Anaxarete If there thou spendest all the day in royle In wonted fire at night thou wilt not broyle For then sweet sleep you onely will request That after wearinesse you may have rest Travelling is a proved Antidote Whereby a double profit may be got I do not give thee counsel to subdue Thy passions by sailing unto Peru Neither advise I thee to pass the seas To take a view of the Pyramides Nor into Italy where Romans old The Scepter of the Universe did hold Nor into Spain where John of Gaunt the Duke Of Lancaster such battailes undertook Nor into France which our fifth Henry won And when he died left to his infant-son Who what his great victorious sire did gain Piece-meal to Charles the seventh did lose again The journey I enjoyn will not enforce Thee to take shipping but to ride an horse For will not England be sufficient To cure thy wound and to produce content Travel it through but take along with thee A friend or two to bear thee company I do not bid thee to go up and down Through every Village and through every Town Onely the best and notedst places view Whereof unto thee I will name a few To Troynovant now called London ride By new fair buildings daily beautifide And great resort of people There thou maist See how the Thames under a Bridge doth hast Of nineteen Arches Th●t so fair an other And strangely built is scarce all Europe over There thou maist see the famous Monuments Of our Heroes fram'd with large expence There thou upon the Sepulchre maist look Of Chaucer our true Ennius whose old book Hath taught our Nation so to Poetize That English rythmes now any equalize That we no more need envy at the straine Of Tiber Tagus or our neighbour Seine There Spencers Tomb thou likewise maist behold Which he deserved were it made of gold If honour'd Colin thou hadst liv'd so long As to have finished thy Faery Song Not onely mine but all tongues would confess Thou hadst exceeded old Maeonides Thence unto Canterbury take thy way Famous for being our chief Arch-Bishops sea Where thou maist see the ruines of the Tombe Of that great Prelate who whilom in Rome Complained of his Soveraign and did stand Boldly himself alone ' gainst all the Land Dover is worthy of thine eyes from whence Thou maist see Calice lost no long time since By Philip son to Charles the fifth and her That did again the Roman faith prefer Afterwards into Surry go where you Five of our Monarchs Palaces may view And Okam that renowned Village were William was born the deep Philosopher Sur-named from his birth-place whose divine Wit is observ'd by Nations transmarine To Hant-shire Winchester doth thee intreat A journey to vouchsafe the ancient seat Of the West Saxon Kings where thou may'st turn Thine eyes upon Canutus royal urn From thence if thou art of a noble race To Totnes ride Brutus his Landing-place A gallant branch of Anchisiades Flying from Italy through unknown seas In Somerset-shire travel to the Bath A place frequented much because it hath Waters for many a sickness good yet I Believe none there can cure loves malady And upon Glassenbury Abby daine To look where our Crow-fam'd King was slain And Joseph and upon the Hawthorn-tree On Christmas-day that blossoms annually Wilt-shires Cathedral Church is of such price That worthily it doth deserve thine eyes Wherein as many windows do appear As there be dayes in the divided year Wherein the Marble pillars parallel The hours that in four quarters one may tell And lastly where as many gates vouchsafe Entrance as moneths a year completely hath In Bark-shire unto Windsor Castle ride By British Arthur whiles re-edified Which glorious Castle at one time detain'd Two captive Kings by our third Edward gain'd And in whose Chappel those two Monarchs are Interr'd that toyl'd us with intestine war Saint Edmonds Bury is frequented much Because that thereabouts the air is such Unto that town a journey take and thence To Ipswich go by Danish violence Sack'd and made desolate but now so brave That through 't be none we worser Cities have Although the King of the East Angles did Reside at Thetford yet I do not bid Thee see it Lyn and Yarmouth more invite Thine eyes but Norwich most deserves thy sight Norfolk chief glory wherein rustick Ket For the commotion died he did beget And take a view of Cambridge wherein I Compos'd this Poem for thy Remedy Hail honour'd Mother O vouchsafe so much That worthless I may thee a little touch Englands bright and right eye now honour'd more Then famous Athens was in dayes of yore Accept my wish May all thy sources be For ever ignorant of vacancie And thou arise unto that height of fame That none comparatively may Oxford name Which soon would come to pass if that our King Would end what our sixth Henry did begin Trinity Colledge unto which I do For my own education my self owe Invites thee to behold a spacious Court And what it is afterwards to report That Royal Fabrick rais'd by him that died By Crook-backs hands and is so magnified For that strange roof will doubtless thee invite Within the walls of it to take a sight For Colins sake who hath so well exprest The vertues of our Faery Elves and drest Our Poesie in suth a gallant guise On happy Pembroke-Hall employ thine eyes Oxford our other Academy you Full worthy must acknowledge of your view Here smooth-tongu'd Drayton was inspired by Mnemosynes's manifold progenie And Sydney honour'd by all English men In Castalie here dip'd his numerous pen. From Oxford go to Gloster and from thence To sumptuous Bristow whose magnificence For building every stranger

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Mattemoros and where ever it is printed otherwise p. 423. l. 21. r. at fifty p. 226. l. 5. r. he p. 428. l. 18. r. meant SMALL POEMS OF DIVERS SORTS A Remedy for Love THat which the Sulmo Poet sung again I do declare but in a chasier strain Of all the sisters that do sport upon The bifront hill and Phocion Helicon Thou unto whom this task doth most belong Conduct my pen guide my faultering tongue Give me a cup of the Castalian spring That Remedy I may more sweetly sing And sacred Phoebus patron of the Nine And God of Physick thy assistance joyn Henceforth no poor Inamorato shall Be accessary to his Funerall Wherefore should mighty Turnus fall beneath The hand of Anchisiades in death 'T is shame that Dido should despair and die Because the Trojan will from Carthage flie Wherefore should Phillis for Demophoons stay With her own Girdle take her life away And why in Phoebus Temple should decease For his fair Dardan Lass Aeasides If any of these had but view'd our lines Surely they would have been of other minds If Clytemnestra had this Poem read She had not done great Agamemnon dead For vile Aegistus sake nor had his son By hers reveng'd the Kings destruction If Paris Alexander had but seen This work he had not stole the Spartan Queen And Ilions gorgeous Towers yet had stood And fam'd Scamander never drunk the bloud Of those couragious Princes that there dide To rescue and keep back Atrides bride If me brave Achelous thou hadst known Alcides thee had never overthrown If Alcumena's glorious son had view'd This Poesie the fatall shirt embrew'd With poison and the Centaures bloud had lain Useless and he on Oeta not been slain I wish that Tereus had read us over For then he had not been a bloudy lover Nor had transfigur'd been All these I could Have made more staid then Matrons grave and old But such like ends hereafter none shall know For we will slack the Paphian Archers bow Wherefore untoward Boy art thou severe To those that gladly would thy yoke hold dear If thou wouldst grant them such felicity That whom they do affect they might enjoy And that their hearts should never entertain Such darts as lawless passions would constrain I will not be too difficult to follow My Rules though they be true they shall be shallow All you therefore that love in vain or where You should not give unto my precepts ear And gentle Ladies you whose tender hearts Have felt the force of conquering Cupids darts Suffering in vain the burthen of his yoke Attend and your affections I le provoke For almost all my documents will prove If you apply them Remedies of Love For what I write to men you also may Make use of your own passions to allay Perform but my Injunctions and you shall From all your fond desires be loosed all Know happy liberty again and throw Contempt on them that no regard would show Here many Remedies we write that all Of Liberty may us Physician call One mind doth not possess all men therefore Our art of Antidotes doth publish store Perhaps at first these Remedies may seem Too difficult for you to follow them A new back'd horse grieves greatly at the bit But quickly after will away with it Likewise the Oxen do at first conceive The yoke intolerably full of grief I do not bid you if you can obtain A meritorious mistress to refrain Our purpose is to quench base flames and such As vainly burn but honest not to touch If you have been where you have seen a Lass Whose marv'lous beauty your subjection was Or whose admired qualities prevail'd So far that they obtain'd when they assail'd Think when you are retir'd if you can win Her to your suit which if you can therein If it be good persist if not proceed To put in practice what you here shall read Be willing to perform what I do sing And thee from Cnidos there is hope to bring Not Podalirius nor Machaon can Unbridle the affections of a man Nor shield Apollo's son none but himself Can unto him again restore his health What should be done I can but onely show Which is you slight your self is your own foe Now leave to love and do not fondling say To morrow you 'l begin and not to day The longer you affect the more you burn And therefore finding her too coy return Doth not time make the little twig a tall Advanced tree shading the humble vale Will not a Current which one here may stride Below for such a passage be too wide And the small seeds which in the fields are sown Unto high corn are they not quickly grown Strongly shun idleness take that away And Cupids bow breaks and his lamps decay A standing water daily putrifies But that is fresh which through a channel hies As much as fishes do in streames delight As much as Bats affect the silent night So much contented Venus is with ease For that the Fountain is of this disease His Souldiers the Wagge the Idle makes And all the busie as his fomen hates By labour thou maist cure thee of this trouble Which unto thee will bring a profit double And though a sedentary life some hold To be an easie way to grow in old It is a busie course as they shall find That study and employ their brains and mind And thousand nights and dayes they must bestow In learning that deep Scholars mean to grow Yet 't is a pleasing toyl knowledge being known Full recompence for th' Acquisition Keep one of our two Universities And closely there thy knowledge make to rise By daily studies Cambridge our dear Mother Fair Albions eldest birth or else the other Her sister Oxford Places far renown'd For Education and nobly crown'd By sweet-tongu'd Poets with eternal bayes Fully deserv'd by their melodious laies Or if thou pleasest unto London

1. Third song COme Ladyes rise and let us know Now you have seen what you can do Harke how the Musick doth invite All you to Solemnize this Night Then let the Sounds that you do hear Order your feet unto your ear O rise rise altogether And let us meet Musick 's Divine and well may joyn Our motions rude unto a sweet 2. The Figures of the Magick Art We 'l equall in a better part Judicial Astrologie Cannot cast such an one as we Adde but your skill as we desire And wee 'l keep time to Phoebus Lyre O rise rise altogether And let us meet Musick 's Divine and well may joyn Our Motions rude unto a sweet Here all the Company dance what they please and while they please when they leave the Lar or one of the Masquers sings this to the spectator Ladyes as they go from them Fourth song LAdyes enough we dare not Tempt you to more then this Now may your Servants spare not To give each of you a kiss If we were they you should have them To recompence your pain O happy they that gave them And may give them again 'T is late Goodnight go sleep and may Soft slumbers crown your eyes till day This being sung the Masquers the Lar Familiaris and the Satyre go into the Arbour which closes on them An Epithalamium design'd for the Nuptials of Sir Andrew Knyvegston my Wives Brother and Mrs. Elizabeth Stanhope of Elveton my Cousin-german Their Marriage prevented by her death RIse amorous Virgins rise and dress The Bride her Groome's in readiness She wakes and fain would call you from Your Beds but blushes therefore come The early Bridesgroom swears he knowes You dream't to night of pleasing Showes Of Hymen joyning willing hands To be subjected to his bands Of Hymen joyning mutual hearts And Hymen joyning other Parts Or else you did not sleep at all For thinking what was to befall To the fair Virgin that to night Full of soft trembling and delight Must a pure Maiden go to Bed And rise without her Maidenhead But merry Lasses hast It may Be your own turn another day Attire her quickly and while you Are busied so laugh at her too And any of you would laugh to be So happy and so nigh as she Let her be drest as Juno when She tempted Jove scorn'd mortal men As the bright Cyprian Queen when she Did first enthral War's Deitie As the delicious Memphian Dame When she great Anthony o'recame Not by her Souldiers masteries But beams of her al-powerful eyes Now she is ready stay a while And let us see her blush and smile May all the Genial powers Divine Most gentle sweet One now combine And shower and power upon you two All that you can desire they do But lead her out Now go together To be of two made one or either You go divided and alone But must return both of you One He must be hers not his and she Must not be hers but his must be Now they do walk triumphant o're Those fears that troubled them before And all their friends attendants by All joyful for this day of joy She studies not as she doth go How she again may answer No But unto every thing say I As all the Maides would that are by He happy man soon to be blest Unto the Temple maketh hast And every minute hates that stands Not 'twixt their hearts but 'twixt their hands Behold they are arrived where They will be placed in one Sphere To run through a most glorious Life Of Love most blessed Man and Wife Th' Amazed Priest when he espies The radiant beauties of her eyes Cannot believ 't the Bride to be But an Immortal Deitie Descended from Olympus Top Where they all drink in Hebe's Cup Or Cytheraea Queen of love Or the chast daughter of high Jove The new Solemnities to grace Or on the youthful Pair to gaze But when he 's satisfi'd 't is she He looks no more for fear that he His heart should deep enthral in love Past any hope of a remove When both are willing and past woing No Marriage can be long a doing The Parson asks and they Consent Both eager of their own Content Though now and then he smiles and she Doth blush to think what soon must be Now all is done that's to be done Within the Church and they are One The Bride-men wish all joy betide Unto the glad and bashful Bride And the Bride-maides do bid the like To him which he expects at night At their Return with all the prayers Of all their Friends for happy years A Sumptuous Dinner doth invite All to 't with different Appetite Most sit to feed their covetous eyes With the Brides matchless delicacies No other Object can remove Their looks and many rose in love Some old cold few and their neer kin Eat well and many healths begin To both their future days of joy And the soon getting of a Boy Such healths do often make her spred Her beauteous face with sudden red For Virgins often blush to hear Those things they long for and love dear All Dinner-while a fine-voic'st Boy Sings many a Song and many a Toy Of Love and of lost Maiden-heads And all the joyes of Marriage-Beds The Bridegroom happiest man of all May safely take survey and fall Into no danger of the sweet Delicious Bride and she doth meet His every look and every smile And blushes for 't all dinner-while She is asham'd to look therefore And loves so she cannot give o're On fire and fire again they set Their hearts but careless are of it They know the night will come and then Th' are sure to cool themselves agen Dinner being done the afternoon Is tedious in regard of soon Yet with variety worn away Of sports belonging to that day They dance and the fair Bride doth move In conjuring circles of sweet Love She treads so evenly as she meant To make the ground an Instrument And sends up sounds so soft and rare Angels might dance unto that Aire The Bridegroom 's blest by every tongue Of all the merry various thronge To be an Owner of that One Whose equal they have never known And she is counted happy too To be belov'd by him so true To her and worthy unto all Both blest in equal Nuptial He now dares boldly kiss and oft Doth give her hard ones she him soft She is his own and no delight He wants but what will come at night Though she 's asham'd when he doth kiss She 's not content when he doth miss And thus the Afternoon being spent Time draws them nearer their content They go to Supper not to eat But both to be reveng'd on meat Because till that be done they know To bed they must not cannot go Supper being finish't and indeed Too much time knowing what 's to succeed The fearfull Virgin 's lead away Trembling at what she would assay And her undresses tell next morn What she must rise yet

do not dear Lorece for t is a good resolution Enter Clownish Maskers Lor. I see we shall have some odde thing Van. I wish Sir it may prove worthy your laughter Lor. My fair Vandona I believe you will have your desire Van. Iaques is among them he may move you Iaq. An'ether of you ask what 's here t is a Mask Which we Actors do hope will content you If not when it ends let us all part friends And of your attention go in and repent you I hope your Worships will say I have pronounc'd this well enough Lor. To my content honest Iaques Van. I 'me glad you like it Ja. Come Hymen thou fellow that always wear'st yellow Draw near in thy Frock of Saffron Once more I say appear before this gentleman here And this Lady in the white apron If the boy thou dost bring hath a voice fit to sing Le ts have a merry new Ballet Begin thou the Song and it will not be long We hope before he will follow 't A Song Hymen Say Boy who are fit to be Ioyn'd into an unity Boy They that will permit their wives To live pleasant quiet lives And will never entertain Thoughts of jealousie if vain Hym. Now Boy let this couple hear What should be the womans care Boy A wife should be secret true Most obedient and no shrew Should obey her husbands will While therein she finds no ill Omnes Such a Wife and husband too We do wish both him and you Lor. Prithee Sweet lets be married this afternoon and this shall be our Epithalamion Van. Stay my leisure good servant t' will not belong Iaq. Now if you please to cast a glance Hither ye shall see us dance Fidlers play begin and strike What ye see do not dislike They dance Lor. What a mad toy t is Mistris Van. Iaques this day use my wine-cellar you and your company May be as free in it as you will Hym. Her Ladyship sayes well Good now ho le ts go thither Without more ado Iaq. Goodman Wedlock where was your mind marle Is there not a piece behind yet I le not budge a foot till I have discharg'd it Hym. Out with it then Iaq. Mr. Marriage put me not out with your grining for an you do all 's spoil'd Gentleman and Madam you have seen What our Mask and performance hath been If you like both t is well and if but one Of the other wood we had done none For clapping of hands we care not two chips We are satisfied if you joyn your lips Lor. I thank you all Van. And so do I you now may go Iaq. And so we must for I ha done All 's done this last what do you call was the full end of it Hym. Why go we not Boy I am very dry with singing and dancing Iaq. Follow me to the wine-cellar Exeunt Maskers Van. You must keep your promise you are expected by this Lor. Lady I ki●● your hand This is my vale as often as I come I le seal my welcome on your lips Farewell widow Van. Remember my service to your brother Lor. Command me any thing Exeunt Ambo Scena Quarta Enter Carionil Solus Car. The tedious winter of my many griefs Her calmer heavenly breath hath now blown over And all my tears and sighes are now converted Into a happiness will soon be perfect The gallant Courtier Paris Alexander When he had stole the young Atrides Bride The sister of the two Tindarides And with great triumphs entred into Troy Was sad and melancholy unto me How wise the Fates are Ere we can obtain Perfect frnition of the thing we love We must break through great difficulties tedious Unto the end that we may more esteem And prize our happiness when we atchieve it Thanks excellent Lady for your gracious promise May every Lover henceforth bless your tongue ●he hath prefix'd this hour to be the time Wherein I shall out-grow all hope and fix Upon the proudest height of fortunes wheel Hail happy hour This is her chamber window And this the door whereby she must escape Enter Lucora and Nentis above Shine well ye stars and let this project find Your influences to a lover kind Nen. See Madam he is come My Lord Tucapelo has not trespas'd on a minute Luc. Then is our parting near your new servant hath prevented your journey Car. Nentis Luc. Most honoured Tucapelo I am here In presence to give answer to my Love Car. Are you ready worthiest Lady Luc. I am my Love Car. Neglect your Jewels Gamara shall supply you Luc. I care for nothing if I have but you Car. Descend my Dear each minute is an age Until I crown my joyes with your possession Luc. I come Nentis farewell report that my Escape was uuto thee unknown and that I stole away when thou wast fast asleep I would not have thee blam'd for me Excuse Me to my father all the wayes I have Instructed thee in Descendunt Car. Cinthia triumph and let thy brother hear His eyes did never witness such a stealth Be proud in thy pale lustre and make known Apollo doth tell tales but thou relst none Not yet how tedious seems a moment Delayes in Love Would raise impatience in Olympick Iove Enter Lucora and Nentis But she is entred welcome sweet Lucora Above expression welcome my crown of joy I would not change for an imperial Scepter Luc. I am most happy in your love dear friend Thanks good Nentis My woman cannot go with 's Car. Then farewell Nentis Nen. May the propitious heavens crown both your heads with all fair fortune Car. Our thanks go with you Exit Nentis Luc. It is your promise Sir that I shall live Without contradiction in my Religion Enjoy my conscience freely your vow was solemn Car. I do acknowledge it and will perform it True not to be denied what a great frost chils my affection Luc. Then I le be confident Car. You may I am amaz'd and lost within a wonder Let me consider have I cause to love A Lady that hath so much neglected me That she hath prefer'd a Negro And t is likely When she knowes me will care as little for me As ere she did and if she meets with one Of this complexion I feign conferre Her perfect love upon the slave T is clear I have no reason to do it neither will I For I am free know liberty again This poor unworthiness in her hath loos'd me Would it not be a weakness in me let me argue it To bestow my self upon a woman of So obstinate a nature that she lov'd me less When she believ'd that for her sake I had Done violence upon my self It would be A matchless one beyond example and which Future times would admire but not parallel Luc. Come shall we hence delay is dangerous Car. No be it what it will Luc. VVe must not stay here long Car. Nor will we Luc. Alas what ailes my noble Tucapelo