to what end is it to winne time for that which cannot be auoided Free and discharge my doubtfull soule from farther care and seeme not to enuie at the good fortune which I am like to haue by laying violent hands vpon my selfe Diana seeing me looke so pale and gastly began to be a little moued with compassion towards me whereupon she thus answered Ah Shepheard why dealest thou so hardly with me and why doest thou constraine me to doe that which is against my will and why to saue thy selfe doest thou seeke that I may perish Hard hap had I to be borne vnder so vnluckie a Plannet sithence inaccording vnto thy request I shall leaue vnto the world a bad opinion of my chaste minde and in resusing to yeeld vnto thee I shall be counted the murtherer of thy life Ah would to God that that day wherein I first sawe thee had bene the last houre that euer mine eyes had seene thee any more But seeing there is no remedie in extremities come what will I will rather ingage mine owne life then venture thine and if it be my fortune to die for this fault yet will I thinke to finde my death more sweet vnto me then if I had put thee to suffer the same seeing thou hast endured so much for my sake onely Take then this accursed hand accursed because of mine honour and doe with it as thou shalt please yet with this solemne protestation that if this my curtesie shall bring the least suspition or scandall of my good name and fame vnto me the selfe same hand that hath bene the cause thereof shall make amends by shedding the purest blood which is within this bodie Whereupon she presented me her faire hand to kisse But in this exploit I behaued my selfe as that braue Cauailier who doth sweare to be the death of his enemie whilest he keepeth him close and standeth out against him but no sooner doth he submit himselfe vnto him but that he receiueth him most curteously forgiuing all displeasures that is past Euen so plaid I for holding this pretions pawne within my power and perceiuing that it grieued my Mistris to giue the same as she did I vtterly refused her kinde offer resoluing with my selfe rather to languish still like a miserable creature then to giue her the least displeasure that might be and yet neuerthelesse I disputed of this question a good while before I let her hand goe from me One while the great delight which it presented vnto mine eyes longing sore as a starued man for foode to possesse this rich Iewell pressed me very much to take that happie occasion not vnlike vnto that man who hauing not of long time eate any thing finding a Table furnished with great store of meate falleth vnto his Victualls and cannot for his life forbeare from eating that though he would neuer so faine An other while the extreame Loue which I bare vnto my Ladie compelling me to seeke and preferre the contentment of her aboue mine owne quiet opposed it selfe against me counterchecking my desire And therefore well might she perceiue how farre I was from seeking the purchase of her dishonour when I resolued to endure millions of torments before I would be an occasion that she should grieue or be discontented any way at all Hauing long time debated within my selfe about this matter in the end I did as that prudent King of the Spartans who being almost dead for thirst caused all his followers to drinke their fills he himselfe refusing to tast as much as one drop of the water although he sat vpon the Fountaines side to the end he might saue his people from seruile bondage and so did I refuse this worthy gift seeing I sawe how dearely my Mistris accounted of the same and therefore taking her by that faire hand I said thus vnto her No no my sacred Goddesse neuer shall it be obiected as a foule reproach vnto wretched Arcas that he went about to force the vertuous Diana Death shall be more agreeable vnto me then life before I will constraine or compell thee to any thing that is against thine owne will Suffer me I pray thee to continue the same as I am and let neither the one nor the other of my requests be graunted I will not offer to touch thy beautious hand with my polluted lips seeing I perceiue thou thinkest that it will be some disparagement vnto thee neither will I die at all seeing my death is not agreeable vnto thee but rather liuing as I doe a most languishing life I will still attend thy last will pleasure First shall my soule flie forth from out this bodie rather shall my heart burst in sunder within my brest and sooner shall this vitall breath of mine be stopped on the suddaine before I will doe any thing that shall any way mislike thy minde If I demaund ought that is vnlawfull pardon me I beseech you seeing Loue is the cause thereof As for my selfe I will meekely beare and patiently endure my tedious troubles and still vexing corsies without lodging any more such two vnwelcome guests within me as you shall dislike of Then O yee miserable wretches all you that sometimes haue liued here vpon the earth come come and rid your selues of all your cares and lay them all vpon me who am ble and of force to beare them And now you my drearie eyes euerlasting let your teares be my scalding sighes neuer giue ouer to smoake from out my brest whilest thou my tongue shalt doe nothing else but pitteously report thy heauie Martyrdomes Alas when will that houre come wherein after I haue sufficiently wept and wailed sighed and sobbed may depart this vaile of miserie Ah Ladie must mine eyes endure to behold thine absence and shall my tongue be able to bid thee farewell No no rather let mine eyes be blind for euer and let my tongue neuer pronounce word more Ah kinde death gentle death curteous death if euer thou hast brought succour vnto any sorrowfull wight then come and helpe me Behold I call thee heare how I cry vnto thee nay more I summon thee in Iustice to appeare But is it possible that a solitarie place shall seclude so sweet a Saint from my companie and must I be faine loosing the substance to feed vpon the shadow No it cannot be I first must die not being able to endure her absence Madam your most wretched and yet more loyall Seruant Arcas cannot leaue your presence but he must withall leaue his owne life he must die before your eyes before he depart from you and faine would he sacrifice his heart vpon the Altar of your beautie if he might haue but your good will and leaue But I see it will not be for I am yours and not mine owne you may not be without me and therefore I will follow you wheresoeuer you goe and when I can goe no farther then will I shorten my daies to end mine endlesse sorrowes For
't to passe This onely now remaines for me my life is in thy hand If I shall liue or die the power as now within thee stands By thee alone I hold this life for thee I die as now That hope I haue thou nourishest my feare engendrest thou Sweete then take pittie of this Loue like Caos so confuse And graunt my hearts request who there his aduocate doth chuse Mine i st not any more thine eyes from me the same did take Then being thine doe pittie it and much of it doe make Destroy not what is in thy power but rather it preserue In man great wisedome t is what is his owne for to conserue I craue not that thou me my captiue heart againe restore To liue with so braue conquerour as thou t is happier more My wils if any interest longes to me in the same As much I doubt since it I lost no more I may it claime It still within thy louely bands as prisoner true be bound Nor in my brest his wonted place no more henceforth be found Then since it is thine owne and that an amorous sweete desire To haue respect vnto his health and life doth thee require Vnlesse thou on his fortune hard dost take some kinde remorse In thy chast amities pure heate he needes must die of force Ah then relent be pittifull in fauourable wise And daine for to accept from him this dutious sacrifice For what can I offer more deare to thee then my deere heart Which nere would yeelde to Loue before he felt this bitter smart Which scornd his vtmost force and lawes did vtterly reiect And of his manly stomack stout did showe full many effect Then of so braue a vanquisht Foe ore-come by beautie thine Take pittie and him gently vse in this his captiue time Such gallant souldiers as be tooke in field by chaunce of warre A Similie Be much respected kindly vsde and honoured much they are And whilst as prisoners they remaine and till their ransome come All friendly courtesie to them in louing sort is done Then to my humble heart faire Dame who thee doth honour deere Not cruell be as if thy foe whome thou should'st hate he were Ah gently vse him or without thus suffering him to lie Still languishing giue verdit strait and he shall willing die For if thy grace he may not gaine he cannot liue on earth Whose wounds are deadly happie he if ease he finds by death A Sentence Speake then Floretta faire to me nor by thine answere sower Be thou the cruell cause to force me leaue my life this hower SWEET speake for by their Oracles contented are the Gods To answere men yet greater farre then men they are by ods So said the Shepheard who in feare the summons did attend Offortune good or bad if he should liue or life should end Like to the guiltie criminall who is of hope depriu'd A Comparision Whilst iudgement with great terror he expects to be disliu'd His heart did paint full sore and fast his face for feare did sweat Mistrust did show in his sad eyes feare in his soule was set Disgrace and shame to be denide his bodie gauld throughout Who doth attend for what he longes and languisheth in doubt Thus wandred too and fro his vitall spirits in this state Whilst that his life did seeme to him as ouer desperate Tide was his tongue and now it irke him that he ought had said Wishing that he his secret wound to her had not bewraide So doth a braue and gallant mind by famine forct to beg Repent him after that an almes demanded thus he had But at the last the Shepheardesse dissolu'd these doubts confuse Chearing somewhat the Shepheard by these words which she did vse The time hath bin that Venus though Loues mothers she hath lou'd Whilst selfe same plagues which she inflicts on others she hath prou'd Great Ioue the President and chiefe of all the Gods aboue Did thinke it no disparagement at all to be in loue Both Gods and Goddesse haue lou'd then why should I be blam'd Since but with selfesame spot I am as they haue all bin staind Ioue life hath giuen vnto vs that we should follow him To erre as Gods A Sentence is no offence so praise not blame we winne Then may I without scandall loue as they before haue done So as my loue in chastest path of loyaltie doe come With such loue Plaindor thee I like and hope this loue so strong Shall be of force thy constancie to make endure more long I loue thee yet no power thou hast ore body mine at all If once presume vnmodestly A Sentence ought to request thou shall For no loue is that loue indeed but rather furious rage That seekes our honour with disgrace or infamie t' engage Then I will loue thee yet of me thy selfe nought else assure But my chast faith which I le reserue to thee vnspotted pure Vntill that happie time shall chance to hap to vs at last When we by sacred marriage rights may coupled be more fast And with this Plaindor be content for what more canst require Then of my loue to be assur'd which is thy chiefe desire The loyall wish of Louers true is loue reciprocall For where good meaning is and plaine there none is mockt at all But for to 〈◊〉 for plâ—â—â—ure send alone in sensuall wise Is brutish 〈◊〉 to beâ—stâ—s who show all reason to despise Did I but thinks Shepheard thy Loue not sober were or chast Or that within thy brest blaâ—k thoughts staine to my state were plast That from thy heart all honour thou and credit didst reiect And more of 〈◊〉 mâ—â—t â—nlike then vertue didst respect Assure thy selfe I will â—râ—uâ—ng myself on thee so sore As for thy boldnes thou shouldst diâ— although I dide therefore And I soone pâ—â—ish would my 〈◊〉 for that I was so vaine To loue a friend so small of worth a my chast minde to staine My blood shed by my hands should wash my fault and error baed Since I to maker hoyce of my Loue no better foresight had Floretta nere shall liue to morne by taking such disgrace Floretta sooner flourish shall by death which I le imbrace Then Plaindor liue and thinke thy selfe thrise happie for to be Since of a vertuous Loue thy selfe assured thou dost see Mâ—aâ—â— time looke to thy selfe attending that same blessed day The haruâ—st of our â—hastest Loue when Hymen gather may To die or say ought that vnto discredit mine may turne For which death purging me too late thou then for me shalt mourne He that is wise seekes to be Lord ore his affections And he a conquerour is right that conquers his passions Be thou such one deare friend for who with prudencie doth cope Findes his desires soone riâ—in dare and nourished his hope Thus wisely spake Floretta faire whose golden speech so graue Made Plaindor in his entrailes hot a greater burning haue Her sage discretion
the Flower which trodden downe within the Medowe greene By bastie foote of trampling steed or plodding Oxe is seene Such one this dying Shephardesse did seeme quite changde and faint Her quondam louely face the teares with blubbring foule did taint Her faire eyes darke and heauie shewd as when the skies we see With thickned storme of winde and raine ore shadowed for to bee Those shooting Glaunces which of late were in her rolling Spheares Controllers in Dan Cupids Court no more as now appeares No more as Diamonds glister they nor Sun-like doe they shine But looke like Phoebus when his place to night he doth resigne And now death which did heretofore long linger comes apace And gently seemes by many signes her offer to embrace Her for head faire whose verie frowne of all did fauour winne Was now become deepe furrowed with sharpe and wrinkled skinne Her sallow visage pale and thin and hunger-staru'd did seeme One of th'in fernall hellish hagges for shape you would her deeme Her brests too pretious Iuerie mounts were fallen lanke and bare Her body that rich shop had lost her wonted pretious ware Her feeble armes and shoulders weake supporters of her coarse Were nought but ioynts of skin and bone withouten strength and force So short and thicke she drew her breath sighing so deepe and sore As one might easilie gesse she was not far off from deaths dore And had not bene but for her teares which on her cheekes she shed You would haue iudgd she had not bene aliue but stonie dead Had she not throbs and sighes sent forth from fainting brest like storme That all her sences had bene past you would haue vowd and sworne Ah too too haplesse Louers chaunce like her no wretches such So Dido dide the Troyan Duke for louing ouer much Enon so for Paris died so Hero for her friend When him she could not saue from death her life did willing end Meane while Zerphir most haplesse wight on whom fortune did frowne This dying Shepheardesse echewhere doth search for vp and downe And as we oftentimes the Hart with furious raging moode Doe see to seeke his mate the Hinde with eger pace in wood Who is retir'd alone for nonce into some priuate way Or running through the forrests wilde wandring perchance a stray He scales the matchlesse mountaine tops the hugie hilles most bold And then he rangeth longst the bankes of streaming waters cold Now through the thickest quickesedge thicke he venters far to gee And now the Caues he visiteth in hollow dales below So Zerphir franticke like doth runne to seeke that beautie which Did long before vnto his paine forespeake him and bewitch One while he wandereth by the Sea the sandie shore along An other while he skales high hills through Loue enforst so strong And then againe most desperately with courage he doth creepe And diueth into'the bottomes lowe of rockie Caues most deepe He scoures the vallies and the plaine through medowes he doth runne Gainst Gods and man he murmureth as one that 's quite vndonne He calls Sycambra still the same Sycambra he doth sound Whilst Ecco pittying him againe Sycambra backe doth bound In th' end so long he searcheth that at last he findes her out When now his voyce was almost lost with hollowing all about A Ghost he findes no lining coarse her haire about her eare Which blustring blasts of froward windes abroad dispearst did beare Her brow did pale and earthly show whose colour naturall Death chased had away as now and ceazed ouer all Her obbone eyes were dull and dimme suncke deepely in her head Ore whom the Fatall sisters three too much tyrannized Her bloodlesse lippes like ashes showde her sweet alluring lip From which a iuyce did come which Loue being ill at ease did sip Those Cherries Roses Rubies which you once might there haue spide Were vanished and in their steed worse colours were descride No fauour was within her face no cheerfulnes of looke For some dead coarse not liuing wight you might her then haue tooke This heauie sight and spectacle did stop his fainting breath And forct his inward powers to be as cold as any earth Withouten mouing he did stand and seemd to be one Of those which fierce Medusa chaung'd into aworthlesse stone But lucklesse she the Touchstone true of Loue to trie all wrongs Who onely to bewaile her griefes exceedingly still longs Perceiu'd him not when first he came appearing to her nigh Whilst with her passions she partakes which makes her peece-meale die Which when the Shepheard throughly vewed awakt from out his sound He wondred that for very woe he died not on that ground He draweth neerer vnto her yet loth to offend the faire And though her fault he blames yet he not to reproach her dare Vpon the sudden backe he startes and from her doth recoyle And then with stealing pace returnes to her another while Nor for his life dares he to speake For where Loue loyall is There no respect nor due regard at any time doth misse He seeth how she doth sigh and sob and how she teares doth shed Apparant signes and witnesses that yet she is not dead This makes him sigh and sob as she and weepe with pittious dirme Yet all this pittious stir could not once moue her looke on him So much the wretch was rauished and earnest in conceit About resignement of her life which sorrow did her threat Whilst she doth leane her aking-head vpon her hand belowe Giuing scalding teares passage into her panting brest to flowe Teares that not quencht but did encrease the flames that burnt her heart Teares that euen to her inward soule did pearce like glauncing dart In th' end the Shepheard cloyd with noy with griefe hardued and bolde In pittious voyce and low to her his mind did thus vnfolde Woe is me Sycambra is it thou I see so miserable And haue I liude so long to view a sight so lamentable I st thou whem death by vncoth Fate and Fortune ouer strange Doth force vntimelesse thus into thy darkesome Tombe torange I st thou which nothing hast but teares and cries to entertaine The sharpe assault of death the which thou couetest ore faine I st thou I see to runne vnto thy end ore desperate By cruell Planets hatefull doome to ill predestinate I st thou Sycambra whom thy Fates and fatall Destinie As iealous of thy praise thy daies to shorten doe agree I st thou that hast that colour faire no more vpon thy face Which as the colour of my griefes in heart I did embrace I st thou that hast no more those flames within thine eyes now dead Through which before with brightest fire my soule was daily fed I st thou that hast no more that shew of more then beantie rare The prison of my libertie the cause of all my care I st thou i st thou whom partiall Gods inforce vnwilling me Of thy departure from this life a witnesse for to be This thou I
now led hast thou me the way High time now t is for me the lawes of Nature to obey Reason it is I follow thee for is it possible Thou being gone I longer here vpon this earth can dwell My wretched daies in this vile world haue bene vnfortunate Yet dying thus in chastest Loue most happie is my state The Stars haue fullie recompenst my hatefull fortunes here In graunting me the libertie to die by thee my deare And that I touch that coarse by death exempt from vitall sence Which when it liu'd full hardly did my seruice recompence Ah beautious shade of late the lodge of honour and fresh Bower Whose praise deaths selfe though he thee slew to kill hath not the power Faire coarse receiue these tribute teares and let me pardon winne If thee embracing after death I ouerbold haue beene Daine to accept my scalding sighes and doe not him despise Who whilst he liu'd honoured thee and dying thee doth prise Rich coarse thou art to make amends to me poore soule in this That for so many woes I felt thou yeeld to me one kisse For what haue I for all my paines and trauaile I endurde Which thy hard heart continually too willing me procurde What recompence or pardon due did euer I receiue But what through sorrow my best rest from me did take and reaue To cancell all which former counts be pleasde faire Loue I pray That Zerphir dying thou being dead kisse thee now chastly may And yet alas I dare not lest that thou shouldst take it ill Gainst me as if I sought the same withouten thy good will Faire shadow now with glorie dect take for my offerings These teares these sighes these passions sad which sorrow to thee brings Receiue this blood I sprinkle here vpon thy sacred shrine To th' end my soule in dutious sort may follow after thine My heart was thine whilst I did liue and fortune wills it so That it be thine when Zerphirs dead and lieth in th' earth full low Daine therefore sacred soule and thinke not little proud am I That t is my chaunce I may haue leaue by thy sweet side to lie Willing thou wert not whilst thou liu'dst that I should be thine owne But being dead I for thy slaue most loyall shall be knowne By reason I haue well deseru'd through griefes long by me borne And by my chastest countenance that neuer woes did scorne The memorie whereof me thinkes should make thee sometimes call To minde thy Zerphir and not quite forget him once for all But Zerphir now le ts die too long we staied haue t is enough Sufficient teares on this dead coarse we now haue powred forth The heauens are wearied with my cries and neuer ceaselesse plaint And my broke heart through trembling feare doth beate in bulcke and faint Le ts die by this one word and as he spoken had that word Most cruell gainst himselfe his side he pierceth with his sword Wherewith he tumbleth dead vpon his Mistris breathlesse corse Whilst that his wound both soule and blood to issue forth doth force Thus died Sycambra meriting for constancie great fame Thus Zerphir died deseruing well to haue a liuing name Death ioynd them both together neere their bodies in one Tombe Were laid which liuing were disioynd by ouer partiall Dome And not long after that proud youth Armanda for his pride As well he aid deserue the same full dearely did abide For presently vpon their death like to Narcissus fond He died in loue being with himselfe whose losse not any monde Thus Cupid's in his Lawes vniust as by this Tale you see Yet Ladies learne to loue if lou'd againe you meane to bee The Shepheard hauing made an ende of his Tragedie helde his peace bringing vnto the whole companie a kinde of mournfull and solemne silence vpon the ricitall of the same with a secret still and inward sorrow for the lamentable end of Zirphir and Sycambra O how miserable are those who seeme as it were to feele their owne losses through the recitall and reporting of other mens mishaps being as bad almost as to awake the happie patient sleeping by reason of his soporiferous potion iust at that time when the Chyrurgian beginneth to cut off his legge Too too much doe I prooue it find it and trie it to touch me to the verie quicke cried out the sighing Arcas The misfortunes of euerie man reuiueth mine owne which before lay closely couered vnder the cinders of my former Distasters The remembrance of things prosperous is nothing so pleasant as the recalling to minde of what is vnhappie is bitter and sower For the pleasure thereof hindereth the true knowledge of pleasure aright and so by the contrarie the contrarie is the more to be commended But O how cruell then is the conceit and apprehension of a mans euils For the felicitie of the other doth not oppose himselfe against the crueltie of this thought those which are fortunate being exempted through the ioy they conceiue of their ill chances which are past and gone Old Hecuba when shee was captiue rendred the memorie of her miseries more cruell by reason shee alwayes thought vpon her happie time that was already gone For one is not so much grieued to be wretched by Nature as when he is brought downe so lowe by Fortune and the cause is for that wee are naturally borne to suffer and that he accounteth not his ill hap to be vnsupportable which he receiueth of Nature in that he is accustomed to endure and beare the same alwayes But euen as where both Fortune and Nature abound in anie notable spirit it is the more excellent and accomplished for the same So twise miserable is hee who as my selfe feeleth him selfe to be iniuried both by Fortune and Nature By Fortune she hauing made shipwrack of my libertie of my Goddesse and faire Mistrisse A Sentence and of the sweete aire of my Countrey By Nature I hauing nothing in me that can draw any commendations for me amongst the learned or win vnto me any credit amongst such as are accounted rare and admirable persons in the world Then why loue I or why should I desire to breathe any longer Vnfortunate that Marriner who arriuing safely into the Hauen will needs venture againe to thrust himselfe into the tempests of the Sea to drown himselfe most wilfully in the bottom of the waues So fareth it with me for after I had bene cruelly plagued with the chast loue of the learned and famous Iulietta I fell to loue the renowmed Diana The fire of this affection being far more hotter then the other but although this my first fault may be well pardoned yet the second falling againe into this error is to be greatly doubted feared Ah Arcas thou shouldst haue contented thy selfe with thy first imprisonment without seeking to commit thy selfe afresh into a new captiuitie But Souldiers in warre may be taken three or 4. times in that they be not of power
steed of reward for doing good turnes and how bitter is the paine which we endure through the malice of those whome wee loue best and of whom we expect the like friendship againe The offence we receiue of our enemie is tollerable because the law permitteth reuenge in that case whereas the law of friendship forbiddeth to reuenge vs on such whom we affect for feare of their displeasures Ah my good God what fault haue I committed against my husband that he should vse mee thus despitefully Haue I as Clitemnestra defiled our Nuptiall bed Haue I as Hellena the Greeke run into the armes of a rauisher of women Or as Semiramis haue I polluted mine honour and chastitie with incestious kind of liuing Oh no I feare no such matter God that seeth the sectets of all hearts knoweth my conscience is free of any such ill What haue I then done Alas I know not Alas for what sinne am I thus seuerely punished But O sweet Lord as thou art diuine in thy miracles and terrible in thy iudgements the exemption of which commeth either soone or at last so I confesse thou now doest punish mee either for some fault of mine that is past or else for the sinnes which my forefathers haue committed against thee And yet this is some comfort vnto me that I am not the first Innocent that hath bene sore afflicted For so was Susanna so was Iob so was Ioseph and so were diuers others farre more godly then my selfe O miserable Dido and yet more happie then I am though thou wert left forsaken by forsworne Eneas for short was thy paines not long was thy griefe and sodaine was thy complaints a gentle death ending with thy life all thy sorrowes and cares together whereas I haue not the selfesame libertie to die as thou hadst an other respect holdeth my hands death being not in my power as it was in thine But now in the meane time what shall I doe whether shall I goe or what shall become of me The Sea will make mee no way to returne from whence I came and the furious rage of my husband will not suffer me to come on land Am I become some Patricide whom the lawes of man depriue of aire of earth and of water O lamentable chaunce of mine pittifull death receiue this my wretched carkasse into thy bosome there to be huried and rather sinke this vessell wherein I now abide before thou carrie me backe vnto that place wherein I haue receiued so great despite and wrong Alas mine eyes what can you see to delight you any longer when he that is most pleasing vnto you debarreth you from his louely presence To whom wilt thou my voyce speake seeing he hath closed thy mouth whose speech before was most agreeable vnto my soule And you my feete whither now will you take your coarse seeing that he who was wont to guide your steps vnto the Lodge of pleasure hath now shut the gate against you Ah gentle death if euer the wailings and lamentings of a most distressed wretch haue euer moued thee to compassion and pittie ah then let me obtaine the same at thy hands Do that which my cruell Husband ere long will put in practise making meas happie as I am now vnfortunate Thrise blessed Portia death came vnto thee to helpe thee at thy need and thou acceptedst of his helpe happie Ariadne for God tooke care of thy life made much of thee and in steed of Theseus accepted of thy companie And O luckie Olimpia though abandoned of Birannos thy forsworne Husband yet a great Prince reuenged thy wrong and tooke thee to wife where thou liuedst afterward in much ioy and delight But alas no man helpeth me none succoureth me neither doth any come to assist me in bewailing my misfortunes Who then hath euer had so strange a mishap as my selfe Ah that the spirit and Quintesence of my griefe could dissolue into teares that it might distill forth from out mine eyes and that I might die like him that hauing his vaines opened in warme water loseth both his life and blood together Or that my sorrowfull heart wearie with ouermuch sighing and sobbing would breake and burst in peeces Might I but die I would not care what kind of death I suffered so that once I were dead for no death be it neuer so monstrous is equall with the least anguish that I sustaine Degenerate knight and voyd of all remorse seeing thou meanest to entertaine all kind of cruelties whatsoeuer that haue bene found in any creature yea cuen worse then the bruite beasts themselues doe vse why doest thou not put in practise the bloodie execution of the same by cutting in twaine my throat as thou hast most irreligious cut in sunder the sacred band of Marriage which should haue bound vs still fast together Thou canst not do me a greater pleasure nor a better satisfaction canst thou make me for so many bad parts as thou hast plaide against me than to make an end of me with that hand which hath so often vowed and sworne in most solemne manner that I onely maintained his Maister aliue But I forget my selfe let God I beseech worke with me as it pleaseth his holie will for iust he is and iust are his iudgements he knoweth the hearts of euerie one and he that is most culpable of vs twaine he will I am assured in the end punish Whilst she was thus bewailing her misfortunes behold newes commeth vnto her that her husband was liuing the Citie to goe forth to the wars through which occasion she might very easilie if she pleased haue accesse and speech vnto him Which when she heard she stood long time doubtfull what to doe for as Loue perswaded her to present her selfe before him so the feare to offend him the iust disdaine for so abusing her with rage iealousie despite did disswade her from the contrarie What should she then doe she both loued feared the presence of her Husband she wonderfully desired to see him yet sore doubted lest in offring to see him she should too much moue and anger him by reason he had giuen commandement she should not as much as once presume to come into his sight But see the sudden changing of mans nature and how God oftentimes putteth men in minde of their owne good and soules health when they are approaching nigh vnto their ends to the intent they vtterly ouerthrow not themselues For Horatio who so mortallie hated his chaste and loyall wife being mounted on horse-backe to encounter with the enemie sodenly began to be touched with a secret aduertisement from God sore longing as then to see her whilst from his soule repenting him for his foule fact his conscience tolde him that the Almightie would punish him for the same as he himselfe thought he deserued no lesse marching thus forward although not with that alacritie of minde nor that braue and stout resolution as he was wont to doe but rather heauily
as t were her selfe he finds his cruell enemie Which when he saw Reason and Faith as franticke he neglects And as one void of sense from him each good thought he reiects As on the fearefull Hunts-man pale the wounded Lionesse Bleeding apace with egerforce for to reuenge doth presse So this same Sauadge Louer hot this Ladie rauisheth Whilst she vnhappie lieth a sleepe as one withouten breath He doth abuse her whilst to wake she doth as t were begin Yet she in such dead slumber was as ope her eies not bin With sleepe as then she was opprest with sleepe most miserable That euer after made her life and fortune lamentable Still Aridon she kisseth and most kindly doth embrace For she God wot dreamd Cloridan had bene there in that place Whilst in meane time but in ill houre doth Cloridon arriue And viewes that sight which for to see his soule doth him distiue He seeth how Aridon in spite of him doth him misvse Who is his Spouse betroth't and whom none but himselfe should vse He seeth how Stella being deceiu'd his face doth sweetly kisse Whilst through her eyes as yet not ope mistooke she fowly is Like as the Traueller in strait and narrow way doth spie A hissing Serpent for to come towards him on him to flie Or as with crie most horrible his passage to defend A hideous Dragon makes to him and rollings forth doth send Whilst trembling through pale chilly feare ready to giue vp Ghost He backward turnes nor dares he passe whereas he wisheth most So Cloridon with wofull griefe with frantike Iealousie With rage mixt with despitefulnes and burning frenesie Is vexed so in inward soule that he in desperate wise With sorrow madde now here now there rowles vp and downe his eyes Shame and sadde griefe so seaze on him as he flings thence away Nor can he bide in that bad place there longer for to stay Stamping and cursing vp and downe he runnes about the ground Seeking himselfe through vncoth meanes of life for to confound Resolude he is to die sith that his Dame he held so chaste Another loues not him whereby her selfe she hath defaste But now when gracelesse Aridon the Nymph had thus deceiu'de He flieth away so fast as he of her is not pâ—rceiu'de Which made her soone to ope her eyes when by her seeing none Frighted she leapeth vp and stands as still as any stone In pittious wise shee lookes about her selfe so for to ease Yet nothing could she see but what her sight did more displease Her dearely loued Cloridon on whom she oft doth call She cannot spie for to appeare or answere her at all One while she thinkes he hides himselfe that for him she should seeke Another while that he is gone to hunt where he doth leeke And then againe poore soule she thinks that she hath bene deceiu'de And that the same she could not see through sleepe of sight bereu'de She thinks if he who was with her had bene her Cloridon He would not her haue left so soone nor so soone from her gone Thus troubled in her minde with feare she sits her downe alone Whilst of her louely Shepheard she doth stay the comming home Each houre a yeare seemes to her and his staying ouer-long Makes her to doubt all is not well and that somewhat is wrong She weepes and wailes she taketh on and screecheth out full sore But had she knowne his hard estate she would hane wailed more This gaules her still yet Cloridon comes not all that same day The cause that thousand torments doe her tender hart assay Wofull she sits like Niobe teares streaming from her runne Whilst of her vtter ouerthrow she doth presage to come The euening come she home retires yet all the night no winke She sleepeth onely of her Swaine of him she still doth thinke That which had past the day before encreaseth more her woes This runnes still in her minde nor what to say thereof she knowes Feare so doth trouble her as scarce the day appeard in sight And that Aurora had expeld the darknesse of the night But vp she gets and euery where seeketh her Swaine to finde As is the youthfull Hart sought out by his beloued Hinde Her husband Cloridon she seekes and searcheth all about She looketh for him in the woods and thickets all throughout A thousand times she too and fro vnto the Spring doth runne To see if he by chaunce as was his wont were thither come But when she doth not finde him there she then misdoubts the worst Of some mischaunce that hapned is and counts her selfe accurst Yet for all this she giues not ore although shee 's in dispaire She trotttëth still she searcheth still and prieth here and there The name of Cloridan she oft repeateth and doth call Yet none except the ECCO shrill doth answere her at all Ah what sharp griefs and passions sad to vexe her did she proone Before that she her Cloridan found well-nigh dead through loue Who wearie for to languish as sorrowes seruile slaue With his owne sword a mortall wound within his body gaue After he had a thousand times blamde his disloyall Dame Accursed Loue as most vniust hating his amorous flame Within the bottome of a Rocke beset with gloomy wood Sprawling he lay along in midst of his warme purple blood And yet his breath was not quite gone though froÌ„ his deadly word Through floods of goare that streamde from thence his scalding sighes were drownd Death him consumde griefe for loue him kilde thus twise he dide His paines aboue all possions were that did such pangs abide From his sadeyes the limbecks wet of sorrow did distill Such store of teares as all the place with water they did fill His heauie grones his endlesse sighes that came his teares betwixt His luke-warme blood that with the moysture of his eyes was mixt Of his laments most dolorous the onely witnesse were And those hard Rocks which curteous then retolde what they did heare Bus now that haplesse Stella many times prooued had And that she Gloridan did finde in this estate so bad She straight-waies sownding falls on him and liuelesse so was seene As the poore Shepheard thought forthwith that quite dead she had bene Which when he saw although nigh dead as then was his faire Corse And that in him through want of blood remaind small strength or force Though death had now within his power his sense already brought And that he iustly angrie was gainst Stella as he thought Thinking but wrongfully alas that she had done him wrong And though he felt his weakenesse such as liue he could not long Yet at the lâ—st Loue vanquisht him and pittie him ore-came Now gins he loue that beautie which before he did disdaine Remorse of Conscience toucheth him and tells him in his minde Which he repents that he hath vsde his Ladie too vnkinde Although his thought that she herselfe abusde hath doth him tell Yet neuerthelesse he honoreth her
death sweet death why vnto me doest not such fauour shew As for to end my course my soule and time all with one blow Alas why so long doest permit her for to breath and line Who liueth not whilst languishing she more and more doth grieue O death why thus to nourish life in me doest me despite Who am of all that line on earth the most accursedst wight This bodie which polluted is with worse then worse may be This bodie which vnworthie is the heauens or man to see This bodie spoild of honour rich and cloathed now with shame Although my minde did neuer yet consent vnto the same This bodie which deserues from graue and buriall to be â—ard The mocke of Fortune and the tipe of punishment most hard This bodie which with mine owne hand in peeces I should â—â—â—e This bodie which for to be burnt to ashes 〈◊〉 orthie were Ah cursed bodie hast thou staind thy soule without reâ—ure And guiltlesse of this ill must thou eternall paines 〈◊〉 Hast thou thy credit lost thy honour hast thou blemished Defamde thy Spouse and Traitor bene vnto thy Lord and head Thou shalt be plagued for the same of death thou shalt not misse Yet death 's too good for such a sinne too milde a paine it is Ah then sweet friend why doest it touch why to it comes thou night Alacke forbeare infectious t is it is thine enemie Vnworthie of thine eies it is vnworthie of thy face Nor doth it merit for to haue the least drop of thy grace Vouchsafe not for to touch the same but rather let it perish T is it hath sind and murthered thee the same then doe not cherish But yet before into the hands of wishâ— for death I fall The Gods to witnesse of my truth as records I do call I call the heauens aboue the earth the Seas that stowing shew The spirits of the firmament and them of hell below The Tritons Siluans Satire swift the Nymphs in Groues that walke And damned hags whose gastly shapes strike terror as they talke In briefe whatso hath life or mines all Trees all Rocks and Caues All Fountaines Groues and shadowing Vales from parching heat that same All these as witnesses I call that I am culpable But yet deceiu'd most traiterously and so made miserable All these I call and doe coniure that know the innocent Vnwittingly I faulted haue yet neuer did consent My faith I neuer brake to thee my Spouse I here a vow This heauens yee know for truth for I did thinke that it was thou I thought t was thou as thou wert wont that thou hast hid my face My face that is the cause that thou art in this wofull case Vnwilling though my bodie is tainted yet pure's my minde My bodie which against his will thy shadow false did finde But yet t is faultie and deserues and righly too reward Since it thine ouerthrow hath wrought through Fortune ouer hard Twise then it thee offended hath and double wrought thy wee Alas that double for to die I cannot force it the. The greatest sorrow I sustaine of these my sorrowes all Is that I double cannot die nor twise by dying fall Then why shouldst thou desire sweet hart new friendship to begin With such a bodie as but late doth come from doing sinne Vnworthie t is for thee the earth grosse earth let that it couer A fitting spoyle t is for the same and not for any other Or rather let this carkasse vile be purged pure with fire And th'a shes be disperst abroad through windes as I desire Woe is me borne was I to be thy death and through hard hap By my bad meanes the Parce three haue caught thee in their 〈◊〉 T is I and none but I that kild thee haue my dearest Spouse T is I that death haue brought to thee and that most dangerous Thou diest for my fault O cruell Lawe and most vnciuill He that is guiltlesse bides the paines of her that hath done euill T is I that blood haue drawne from thee t is I thy hart haue split T is I that haue thy louing name amongst the dead soules writ It is not death as thou dost thinke thy life that shortned hath But t is thy Stella haplesse borne to doe thee ill and skath Then to thy selfe I doe appâ—dle if death I not deserue And how much fortune mine accurst from other Fortunes swernt When as in steed of honouring thee dishonoured thee I haue And when I life to thee should giue I bring thee to thy graue When as our sacred Hymen I should reuerence and adore I haue abusde disparaged and scandalisde it fore And lastly when with ioy thou shouldest thy youth with pleasure passe I doe vntimely our thee off and make thee vade like grasse I being then the cause of all this mischiefe and this ill Doest seeme to wonder though I weepe and beauens with sorrow for Haue I not reason to lament to sigh to waile and grone Like vnto Niobe till like to her I turne to stone Since first the skies were fram'd and Sunne to shine at first was seene More wretched woman than my selfe nere was nor ere hath beene O wofull Stella Cloridan O Cloridan my life My life shall expiat my fault to end these sorrowes rife That selfe same sword that wounded thee shall through my bodie ranse Whilst dying both together we will laid be in one Tombe Then pardon me sweet Cloridan for pittie pardon mee Since that through others treacherie I haue offended thee Adien my Lord I loath to liue and not thy selfe enioy And saying so her selfe she strait doth with his sword destroy O brane Virago glorie and renowme of women kinde Fewe like thy selfe thy selfe like fewe didst shew a worthie minde O vertuous Ladie O faire spirit of thy selfe conquerour Ore whose rare constancie nor sword nor death it selfe had power So Lucres dide the Romanes Pearle when by base treacheris She vndefilde defiled was through Tarquin forceablie So Hero dide so Thisbe with the selfesame sword did slay Her selfe when Piramus to seeke she went the haplesse way And now her breathlesse coarse did fall vpon the pouer Swaine Who with that burthen gâ—â— to breath and seeke some life againe As when the night approacheth we behold and view the Suâ—â—â—â— By little and by little steale from hence his race being done His colour lesneth and lookes pale disdaining that still tide Whilst in some corner of the skie his faire face he doth hide So that vermillion colour sweet of Stella but of yore That beautie boue suparlatine as sacred to adore That passing snow white Iuorie that did all thoughts controule By little and by little forth from out her bodie stole Ore that 〈◊〉 louely coarse of hers death sits predominaâ—â— Who for that he came there for Rose and Lillie fresh did wâ—â—t Pale looked now those cherrie lips like ashes they appeare Whilst with aniron sleepe shut vp her eies fast closed were Her
armes hung downe Sans motion and like a picture faire Which linelesse is in colours wrought tresemblance so she bare The wofull Shepheard when this sight most dolorous he spide Afresh his plaints he doth renew and out aloud he cride Kissing this linelesse coarse and dying he seekes himselfe to ease Whilst her embracing he doth thinke her griefes somewhat t' appease His sight he wistly sixeth on her face and on her eies And like amad man he takes on in most outragious wise Yet he to Stella listueth still who still doth him require And pray to pardon her foule fault this oneli's her desire And as she giueth vp the ghost she forth these words doth grone Ah pardon me sweet pardon me the most distressed one Sweet Gloridan forget for giue poore Stella for her ill She did offend but knew it not it was against her will Oh in one Tombe let me with thee sweet friend be buried Gods lawes command to pardon such as doe offend being dead Farewell deare Spouse and graunt to me but this my last request Farewell for death to seaze on me I feele alreadie prest I le meete thee in the Lizian fields and then I will thee knowe Once more farewell my Cloridan for now from thee I goe So saying she doth breath her last as any stone she is cold Yet closely in his feeble armes the Shepheard doth her hold But when that he had bleeding left which like a spring did come From forth his brest and mongst the blood of his faire Stella runne He laieth her softly downe by him her eies he then doth close And by her side placing himselfe vnto his end he growes And hauing cried out full oft as one accursed most That he was author of her death he giueth vp his ghost Whilst by his warme blood and salt teares he seeketh to appease His Ladies spirit late gone from thence to liue with greater ease A thousand times he saith farewell sweet Stella still he cride And in the end in selfe same sort as Stella did he dide Their bodies twaine which whilst they liude had but one soule alone Were buried both together shut within one Tombe and stone And Aridon that Traitor curst who these two Louers paind By iustest punishment of Gods into a Rocke was changd Which Iupiter doth oftentimes scourge for his former sin With thunder-bolts breaking his top and all to battering him Then let no Louer once presume vnlawfull meanes to seeke But be resolued to be content as shall their Ladies leeke For forced Loue or treacherie will nere proue well at all Which if they vse worse plagues shall them then Aridon befall After the faire Nymph had made an end of her dismall historie she spake thus vnto me Now Shepheard confesse confesse I say by this example the vniust crueltie of Loue. He that will not yeeld neither vnto presidents nor vnto reasons ought to be accounted as a most obstinate and ignorant person for it is more follie not to submit vnto reason then to be altogether vnacqainted with the same It is an old said sawe that he is happie whom other mens harmes can make to beware For to growe wise at the charges of another and not at his owne cost is a greater treasure then the golden sands of the riuer Pactotus As for mine owne part this examample with diuers others which I can report and all vnto this purpose wherein Loue hath shewed thousand proofes of his bloodie rage shall make me wise and warne me to looke vnto my selfe well enough They say that a man should take heed of a mad dog of a franticke bedlem and of a notable Drunkard because by nature they are apt to doe shrowd turnes And euen so we should looke vnto our selues lest we should fall into the laps of Loue seeing we know him to be so peruerse so wicked and vniust for he shall neuer be moned who most sondly flingeth himselfe into the pit that hath bene shewed vnto him before Then Shepheard shalt thou be wise if betimes thou withdrawest thy selfe from such a Tyrant foolish will I account thee if thou imaginest that I will euer follow so bad a maister as he is his schoole resembling an intricate labyrinth into which it is easy to enter but impossible or verie hard to get out of it againe He that will doe well must neuer doe any thing whereof he may repent him afterward for a man neuer droupeth but when he languisheth through feare still looking for that mischiefe to happen which will at the last make him to repent If I know alreadie that repentance would not be faire off from me if I should loue by reason of the dammages that proceed through the same were not I then verie simple to goe about to loue Then talke no more vnto me of such vanities but rather discourse with me of such Ceremonies Fraiers vowes and Sacrifices belonging vnto Diana which are mine ordinarie exercises For euerie workeman delighteth to here talke of his owne Science or Misterie I hearing her say so replied thus O fairer creature then Venus more chaste then Polixena and more learned then Cassandra The braue Captaine that continually followeth the warres knoweth well that his function or calling is full of dangerand trouble and yet in the meane while he repenteth not to follow the same because of the hope he hath to reape renowme and credit which is encountred and wonne euen in the middest and the thickest of Cannon shot of the battaile And so although the Louer doubteth not but that he is like to endure great troubles and turmoiles in his amorous pursuit yet doth not he giue ouer the following thereof without repenting himselfe at all because the hope to please that which he so much liketh bringeth the thoughts of all his troubles and labours to be very weake and of no force or violence at all The sicke patient which taketh a potion knoweth that it is bitter and yet for all that he sticketh not to swallow it downe most willingly by reason of the firme confidence he hath to be healed of his griefe That the paines of loue are bitter and cruell I cannot but confesse yet then againe we must remember how sweet and luscious is that ioy that the Louer participateth of when he seeth himselfe beloued of his Mistris An inestimable lewell is not gotten nor giuen for nothing neither such and so rare a good thing as this is can be obtained without great labour and trauaile And for mine owne part will alwaies account those sorrowes and troubles most easie and sweet be they neuer so sower and vnsufferable to loue a thing so absolute and perfect as your sweet selfe is For that Generall of an armie shall neuer be taxed with cowardise who hath done his end uour and what he can to cause the enemie to come into the field but he shall soone be condemned for a dastard that shall flie from his foe through very seare The honour that one
Curtizans abroad and court them and not me there make a spoke vnto such like huswiues who haue no respect either of good name or fame You are no Chapman for my Marchandise no gold can buy mine honour I hold it at so high a rate neither can any loue or affection purchase the faith which I haue paund and promisde vnto my husband I am no Laies nor any Thais that thou shouldst seeke to vrge me thus thy perswasions being so perillous vnto me Besides I am least bound vnto thee than vnto any other in that thou as my mortall enemie liest in waite to spoyle and ruinate that which is ten thousand times more pretious vnto me than mine owne life Thinke that neuer the Romane Lucrece redeemed more couragiously the losse of credit with the price of her blood then I desire after the same rate to preserue mine and that I had alwaies chuse rather to die a chaste and faithfull wife then liue like a most dishonest and disloyall harlot I rather couet the troubles and crosses of Penelope with her slainlesse vertue then the merrie life of Clitemnestra with all her foule and beastly pleasures And the death of a sober Polixena shall be still more agreeable vnto me than the voluptuous liuing of a wanton Semiramis being glutted with all sorts of vaine delices and dainties whatsoeuer Talke no more then vnto me of this matter for thou doest but loose thy labour for sooner shall the heauens become Sea and faire grow to be Ice before I will yeeld vnto the least of thy requests And were it not but that I am in hope that there are some sparkes of grace in thee and that thou wilt become a new man I would take such order to make thee giue ouer and to bridle this thy rash attempt as thou shouldest neuer speake more vnto me thereof by laying open and displaying thy shamelesse practise vnto him who may with good reason and Iustice be reuenged of thee for a busing him so much as thou hast done Cynthia for so was the Gentlewomans name hauing cooled Antonios heate with this sharpe iniectiue moued with iust chollor left him and returned into her house he being as much amazed and confounded therewith as those were who went about the building of the Tower of Babell seeing themselues so sodenly to haue so many languages amongst them and so different in their proceedings one against another As that Murtherer is mightily astonisht and in a most bad taking vpon whom the Iudge at vnawares commeth as he is wiping of his bloodie sword and standeth by the carkasse of him that he hath slaughtered because he seeth there is no way but one with him which is the losse of his life Euen so was Antonio in such a plight long time did he stand as still as a stone and no sooner was he able to speake but that he began to lament and crie out afresh No heart were it neuer so obdurate and hard had bene able to haue endured so heauie a burthen of torments as he did And now he beginneth to hate Loue the motiue of his miseries he accuseth his Mistris the Author of his dispaire detesteth his fortune that his successe was no better in his sute and curseth his tongue which for being ouer sawsie and presumptuous had vtterly ouerthrowne him for euer All ioy he bids adue all hope farewell No longer now in sorrow he will dwell He is fullie bent to die deuising with himselfe what kinde of death he were best to chuse to the end he might be rid both of the world and of his wretched estate all at one time he will now neither sigh nor weepe more for the matter determining to change his teares into blood and his sighes into wofull death onely his desire is to be fitted of a conuenient place to put in practise the same for he durst not lay violent hands vpon himselfe in the Castle of Leander least perhaps it should come to light why he made himselfe so away whereupon he priuily conueieth himselfe away from thence and getteth him into a thicke and darke wood not farre from thenee where he resolueth to end his life and make that place his graue It was aunswerable vnto his minde it was secret obscure vnfrequented of all This was the cause he began afresh being all alone to sigh and sob and to ban and curse his ill fortune againe which being done he draweth his sword he feeleth the edge of it to see if it be keene and sharpe enough and that done prepareth himselfe vnto death thinking it to be much better to die by his owne proper hands as another braue and high minded Aiax than to liue in continuall vexation and miserie as a base and degenerate Thesites And now he setteth the pommell of his blade vpon the ground the poynt whereof was placed iust against his heart when as he was minded to thrust himselfe quite through behold death as he thought appeared vnto him with so horrible and gastly a visage as he gaue ouer his enterprise long was he not in this muse but that he drew his Raiper againe condemning much his first feare when vpon the sodaine an other humor more diuilish than the rest tooke him which was not to die vntill he had obtained what he so much coueted vowing within his soule that he would haue his will of the faire Cynthia at what high price soeuer he bought it His Loue now was turned into hate and his respectfull duetie into sensuall lust He thinketh not of the dāger he is like to incurre by entring into so infamous an actiō All former friendship and kinde Hospitalitie is forgotten so he may haue his wish either by violence or what way else he cares not although afterward he die for the same for so to die he imagineth he shall be most happie and this is his most certaine and constant resolution O franticke rage O cursed madnes and O cruell furiousnes of Loue This made Medea worse than a Bedlem to massacre her owne children and this brought the famous Mark Antony to lose both his honour and his life Now Antonio hammering in his head this wicked practise began to set a good vpon the matter as if all had bene well beginning to looke cheerfully and making the world beleeue he had quite forgotten all former sorrowes as if he would haue bene merrie euer after which recouerie from his sicknes made euery one glad especially his true friend Leander and the Ladie his wife who verily thought that Antonio had forgotten all his old loue to wards her and that her schooling of him in that shroad manner as she did had made him to be come a new man But alas poore soule how much was she deceiued for all this while Antonio was working of treason against her and her husband which wrought their vtter ouerthrew As a fire that long time lie hid in a hollow hole when it bursteth forth becommeth more violent more outragious and
time appointed But I will presentlie follow thee neither had I stayed so long as I do but that I am preuented much against my will For with what weapon should I pierce this my fainting brest or what kinde of death were I best to die of and in what manner will these mine enemies giue me leaue to slaughter my selfe Alas they will not doe me so great a fauour and too too narrowlie doe they watch mee that I can not hurt my selfe Thrice happie wert thou miserable king Perceus in comparison of mee since thy Conquerour Paulus Aemilius gaue thee libertie to make away thy selfe so to ridde thee from thy seruile bondage But I haue lost my Husband Porcia would not suruiue hers No more would Cornelia Cleopatra and diuers others all which made away themselues to followe their husbands and shall I not be as willing as they were in this case and as ready to take the same course to follow death that I may liue with my deare Leander for euer Yes yes I will be as forward as the best and I will deuise some way or other to ridde my selfe out of this loathed life which cannot liue without his soule who was my frendly husband Besides the longer I liue the greater feare I am still in to loose my chaste honor which although God hath yet preserued yet doubt I sore I shall not long continue so but be forced by them vnlesse I escape away from them by some miracle from aboue But say I should be so fortunate as to be freed from out the handes of this Tyger who holdeth me as his slaue without anie violence offered vnto my chastitie yet who would belieue the same seeing he hath attempted so desperate and villainous an exploit forgetting all religion and friendship onely to haue mee in his possession and considering the strange and extreame affection that he hath made a shewe vnto the open world to haue borne mee A graue and wise woman must not onely be free from blame it selfe but as well must be cleane from all suspition of the same For what maketh her to looke without blushing but her vpright carriage and her good name alwayes vntainted which being once defiled resembleth a barren Tree that is without fruit or hath bene blasted with Lightnining or Thunder neuer looking afterwards greene againe Filthie and base is the most excellentest beautie of any woman if once her modest life be corrupted Venus was faire but yet of no account because of her immodest desires Hellen was beautifull but too much defamed because of her luxurious life and so were Thais Flora and Laxis louely to behold but yet accounted of as common because of their shamelesse and too too wanton behauiour In what a pecke of troubles then am I in looking still euery moment when I shall be froced to make shipwracke of my chastitie for the defence of which I haue oftentimes hazarded my life But I appeale vnto the Almightie who shall be my iudge if I be forced how much my soule abhorreth this vice for though my bodie be defiled yet shall my minde neuer be I being fullie resolute to wash the same cleare with the dearest blood I haue assoone as any opportunitie shall serue me to put it in practise Mine onely hope is that when I shall haue most need God will vouchsafe to giue me a sweete taste of those comfortable words of his who hath promised to succour and helpe those which be his faithfull true seruants in their greatest extremities and when they least looke for any such aide or assistance from him Thus wailed the distressed Cynthia dispairing of all meanes how to relieue her selfe in her wretchednes suffering her selfe to be carried away with the violence of her crosse as the Shippe is tossed too and fro vpon the Sea in a Tempest But our heauenly FATHER aboue kept safe and vntainted her Honour and so by that way receiued againe into his mercie her chaste and pure soule which hee before had lent her It is in our aduersitie that wee finde the admirable succours of GOD so profitable vnto vs for in prosperitie wee cannot rightly taste them No more then the Drunkard being ouercome with too much liquor can iudge of good wine whilst wee being rocked a sleepe in the cradle of sensualitie despise his mercies as Porklings and hogges doe Malt and Acorns when their bellies is full of them but being once pinched with hunger runne vp and downe for them as they were madde So wee whilst we liue in pleasure cannot rightly know how sweete the fauours and kindnesse of God is because we are glutted with worldly delights But when wee are once afflicted with miserie wee then finde the comfortablenesse of the same and can quickly iudge how necessarie it is vnto vs for our good and welfare And this Cynthia found although after a straunge fashion For those vngodlie Theeues which wicked Antonio had hired to be his bloodie executioners in this his villainous Teagedie not daring for feare of being tortured with plagues to stay in the Countrey after they had committed this detestable outrage followed him as fast as they could Amongst which there was one more bolde then the rest who marking the fauour and comelinesse of Cynthia although as then she looked pale and leane for verie anguish and griefe grewe to be amorous of her determining with himselfe to haue his pleasure of her although he paide neuer so dearely for it Thus was the poore Gentlewoman come out of Gods blessing into a warme Sunne and fallen from a plaine Ague into a hote burning Feuer and yet this misfortune turned in the end vnto her good Thus Heauens make proue that profitable oft Which mortall men account of as of nought The hand of the Lord is mightie and strong who rewardeth sinne according vnto his desert not winking thereat at any time but either soone or late punish the offence that is committed For as we haue vsed others so shall wee our selues be vsed and such measure as we giue vnto strangers such measure shal be meated vnto vs againe The murtherer most commonly dieth by the sword The high-way Theefe is robbed and spoyled the Adulterer shall be dishonored and shamed and the cruell man shall find no mercie of them into whose power he is fallen If wee well remember this lesson we shall find it to be most true confirmed as well by the words of the euerliuing SONNE OF GOD as by a number of ancient examples in the Sacred scriptures Dauid for defiling the bed of Vrias saw ciuill discord and discention amongst his owne children he himselfe after he had seene his daughter Thamar defloured and his sonne Ammon slaine being chased vp and downe by his owne childe and reuiled and railed at by a base and abiect Peasant of the Countrey Iezabell for hauing shed the blood of the Prophet died a shamefull death she being flung from out a high window in her owne Pallace vpon the ground to serue
Louers out of the mouth of certaine enchaunted Rocks Thus then he began vnto whom an Ecco replied in this sort Hard Rocks Rocks cruell insolent by nature and â—b dure Will you no pittie take on me for torments I endure Is no compassion in you lodg'd can nothing be offorce Yet at the last though long to rew and yeeld me some remorce Ah of my plagues cannot blaine that they may cured be At lest yet daine at my sad cries with voice to answere me Ah speake and say the truth shall I be freed once of this paine Or must I still endure therein and languishing remaine ECCO Languishing re maine Ah say alas must this my paine as thou assurd'st me hast Immortall be continuing still and must it alwates last ECCO Alwaies last What comfort then may succour me who scarcely draw my breath What may my dying soule reuiue which is so nigh to death ECCO Death Shall I then liue in sorrow thus my life away that weares And sighing shall I nothing doe but powre forth watrie teares ECCO Watrie teares But sighing thus i st possible my more than mortall ill Which makes me peanemeale pine away should thus continue still ECCO Still Continuing in my passions thus opprest with torments rife What other things will they take hence will they take hence my life ECCO Life To end my woes in this sad plight an end how might I haue Shall I finde my reliefe by Loue or when I am in graue ECCO In Graue But after millions of these woes being burnt with Loues hot Fewell For to requite my paines how shall I finde my Mistris cruell ECCO Cruell Why then I see no pittie she willford me for my griefe And since t is so I le yeeld my selfe to death without reliefe With one selfe bloodie instrument and with one selfesame blade My wounded corpse shall healed be my soude be well apaide Since onely death and none but death some can comfort giue What should me hinder haplesse that I should longer liue I I will die yea I will die and will a minde imbrace To massacre that wretched state that followeth me in chase Well may you reuerend Sir imagine if this aunswere was pleasing vnto me or delightfull vnto him especially when he heard the Gods of the Forrests to be so contrarie vnto him in all his desires Which was the cause that the poore Shepheard lying groueling vpon the ground and bedeawing the greene grasse with his drerie teares began to moane thus heauily O death wilt thou be still dease vnto my cries and wilt thou neuer heare me I calling so often and so much vpon thee Hast thou not had time enough to rid me of my troubles and wilt thou still thus driue me off with delaies continually Thinkest thou he can liue who pineth away piecemeale whilest he is fettered with worse than Iton manatles in the ioy lesse dungeon of vnmercifull Loue No he cannot for he liueth not at all but rather miserably consumeth away who seeth himselfe not onely depriued of his desire but also is quite debarred of all hope euer to obtaine the same Ah deare Loue if euer thou heretofore hast loued empoysoning thine owne soule with thine owne proper venome and if thy Mother likewise hath often plaid the selfesame part why then doest not thou take pittie vpon those who haue endured the same Martyrdome and since thou knowest their disease by thine owne experience why doest thou so long defer to bring them remedies for the same Well cruell Cupid well I see thou art blind indeed nor hast thou any regard at all to helpe me The better thou art attended on the worse thou shewest thy selfe as one who by nature is borne to doe hurt but not good vnto any Woe is me I liue without hope of any helpe more disconsolate than that Pilot who though he saileth in a thicke and gloomie storme yet doth he hope the same being past to see the Sunne shine againe trusting in the end safely to arriue within the wished Hauen But in my darke tempest and in my stinging corsiues and bitter crosses I see no hope of any signe of comfort to shine or smile vpon me Eternall is my shipwracke and my trauaile is without all end O faire Diana although thou art vnkind vnto me yet doe I take no small pride to call my selfe thy slaue for nothing can come neere thee in beautie neither can I belieue that the heauens theÌ„selues can create a beautie able to paragonise thine Happie is that Bull that is chosen to be offered vp as an oblation or sacrifice vnto the Gods although his blood be there shed and so most fortunate should I account my selfe 〈◊〉 for thy sake I might be thought worthy to finish my daies seeing that for thee I should suffer death and be sactificed by Loue vpon the Altar of thine extreame rigor and fiercenes Thus wailed the Shepheard his eies sending downe whole streames of salt teares which watered his face and cheekes all ouer I seeing this came neerer vnto him and whilest he not perceiuing me I began to marke behold his countenance which I saw quite colourlesse and the very Anatomie of an inward afflicted minde whereby I gathered that he had found no more fauour then I had at his Mistris hands neither that his fortune was any way better then mine This was the reason my second doubt died but not my first which still increased more and more because I sawe she was sued and sought vnto by many although I could not find any to be more in her bookes then I was which God knoweth was little or nothing at all As I was thinking hereupon a suddaine desire came into my minde to returne vnto the place from whence I came and there attend my fairest Saint for me thought still she should be come thither alreadie and that she not finding me there was gone home againe iudging my Loue not to be ouerhot seeing I had so small patience to stay a little for her Being come to mine old place as fast as I could I began there to condemne mine owne follie in that I would not take time whilest I might but rather so foolishly loose so fitan occasion as I had offered vnto me and this new accident ingendred another trouble in me Loue is an Orchard wherein are planted thousands of Trees in which Louers walke gathering continually diuers sorts of fruits of griefe and sorrow and it is a liuely spring of miserie from whence doe flow millions of little Riuers of pensiue care and sad woe Long had I not kept my stand but that one of the Nymphs came by who was one of the play-fellowes of my Ladie of whom I enquired if Diana were comming from the Temple or no. Offentimes the ouer great curiousnes we haue to vnderstand newes bringeth vs much dollor and sadnes As then I found the same to be true for the Nymph told me that Diana would stay all that night in the Temple and
detestable kind of liuing But what is good and well done that quickly is forgotten not any as much as once reporting the same because such as be ill giuen will neuer commend any except it be much against their minde Feare not then to speake so thou speake well for so shalt thou please the best kind of people and displease none but such as are the worst for the fruit of a good tree is more commended then that which is bad Speake then man and say one thing or another otherwise I shall imagine that either disdaine doth shut vp thy voice or else that hatred hindereth thee from speaking As that Souldiour is not a little ioyfull when being readie to haue his head strucken off by the enemie whose prisoner he is he seeth his friends arriued and come to his aide whereby he is rid from all danger Euen so not a little pleasant was I when I hard so sweete a heauenly sound proceeding from so faire an Angell which was of such power as it reuiued all my dying sences in me it banished away all feare from me it put new hope into me and brought my former fresh colour into my cheekes againe Whereupon I did prostrate my selfe in most humble wise before the feete of my Ladie for well did she deserue a greater reuerence at my hands but she not willing I should doe so tooke me vp by the hand by that blessed hand I say which chased all dispaire from me Whereupon I thus returned condigne thankes vnto him Can you most beautious Saint raise and reuiue him who hath deserued so much vengeance at your hands and can you haue pittie vpon his bodie who would not take no compassion vpon your honour No Ladie no rather let him die as one vnworthie to receiue from you the least fauour in the world why should you vouchsafe to looke vpon him with those heauenly eyes of yours not worthie of so great a grace keepe those sweet and chaste glaunces for him who shall deserue them better then my selfe who merrit not to see so much as the vsuall light of the heauen Am I he beautious Nymph that haue so much abused thee if so why then shouldest thou vouchsafe me to approach thy wonderous presence Although thou of thy kind nature shalt forget this foule fault of mine yet shall mine owne plaine nurture and bringing vp teach me not to forgiue the same for mine owne hand shall punish both my tongue and heart the one for speaking ill of thee and the other for conceiuing a sinister opinion against thee Arcas shall neuer surfer Arcas to goe scotfree he hauing so hainously sinned against his sacred Saint Trouble me not then in mine owne busines but let me execute what I haue alreadie determined to doe onely I would entreate this Boone that it would please you to pardon my rash crime before I die for neuer did I willingly offend thee onely I was too too credulous and ouer-light of beliefe Too much credit did I giue vnto that which one of thy companions reported vnto me I thinking simplie thou mightest full well count thy selfe happie to be beloued of so great a God but too sacred is thy vertue too modest thine honour to be ouercome with any power of the Gods Pardon then this foolish conceit of mine which I will wash cleare with the dearest blood I haue I thinking my selfe not a little happie in that I haue had the fortune to see thee before my death and to haue acknowledged before thee my more then grosse ignorance and vaine follie With great contentment shall I die seeing I haue had the leisure to haue bewraied the secrets of my soule shewed how far I was fro doing thee any willing iniurie Besides I beseech thee by thy vnspotted chastitie to thinke that no ancient Loue heretofore is to be compared vnto that which wretched Arcas hath borne thee Neuer could any faithfull affection equall his no more then any beautious feature liuing may be compared vnto thine Then pardon once more I beg of thee thy most wretched slaue that he dying may not die in the disgrace of his Mistris I cannot denie but that I haue erred but yet not so much of my selfe as by reason of another nothing so much grieuing me as that I had so sinister an opinion of thy matchlesse vertue and therefore for this fault onely will I adiudge my selfe to die Happie is he that dieth in thy seruice and for thy sake yea more happie then Piramus that slew himselfe for his deare Thisbes for he cannot finde fault with his death that looseth his life for a rare and worthy Subiect The guiltie person being drawne vnto the place of execution is pardoned of the partie who causeth him to die contenting himselfe with his death as a sufficient sat is faction for the fault he hath committed Euen so let me intreate thee to discharge me a Culpa though not a Pena to the end my death may expiate the horriblenes of the offence and that I may with ioy descend into the Elizian fields amongst those blessed shadowes Graunt me then this my last request otherewise more wretched shall be my death then that of good old Priamus who sawe his owne children massacred before his owne face More would I haue said but that curteous Diana interrupted me in my speech who being more mercifull then Iustice it selfe thus replied No Shepheard no I neuer will yeeld vnto thy request because I will not haue thee die The Gods although they be mightie and immortall yet doe they not demaund of such men as haue offended them to haue their liues in satisfaction of their fault but are contented with some lesser punishment and doest thou thinke that I am more cruell then they If so thou doest me wrong Liue then I say and talke no more of death I pardon thee of thy fault perswading my selfe that it was thy ouer rash beliefe and not thy minde which did commit so grose an ouersight Be merrie then and assure thy selfe that Diana was neuer cruell but rather that she is as courteous as she hath and will be chaste Take heede onely that thou hereafter doe not so offend againe and let the danger from which thou hast now escaped make thee more wise against an other time For sometimes an offence standeth in some good steed when through remembrance of the same it maketh others to be more warie and better aduised As that Shepheard is ioyfull who hath chased away the Wolfe bringing backe againe his sheepe safe and aliue which the deuouring beast was carrying away Euen so was I pleased and satisfied at full with this her kinde counsaile And yet notwithstanding the going away of my faire Diana did somewhat abate the sweetnesse thereof for shee presently left mee eyther because shee would not haue the other Nymphes knowe that she had pardoned mee who were hard at hand or because shee would not as then heare my answere as if she looked
vertuous liuing to be made partakers of that immortall glorie which followeth well dooing the sweetnesse of which the very Painims themselues found in former time For how famous is Hercules become in the world onely for dooing well and for putting in practise many notable and braue enterprises Where if he had done otherwise blacke shame and perpetuall infamie had for euer attended vpon him Thus did the melancholike Shepheard discourse vnto himselfe walking faire and softly towards the Caue whilst as he went onwards on his way hee might heare the melodious harmonie of diuers sortes of Birds to welcome the rising of the Sunne which although they troubled him somewhat considering his former deepe conceits yet no doubt hee tooke delight at the same if it be possible for wretched Louers to take anie pleasure when they are exiled from the presence of their beaution Ladies as I feare me they doe not Besides hee might behold a number of louely Flowers to shewe their vermillion faces at the first appearance of this glorious Lampe all which were causes to comfort himselfe This iourney being no more weary vnto him then it is vnto such Trauellers who when they walke abroad deuise of such things onely as may inuite them to solace and ioy whilst he thought the heauens had changed their nature willing to yeeld him some recteation and contentment considering the great number of afflictions that hee had suffered before But he was not long of this opinion but that hee quickly chaunged his minde finding it to be quite contrarie assoone as LOVE awaked him out of this pleasant dreame and when he once bethought him of the absence of his froward Mistris Hee that is troubled with a burning Feuer hath manie daungerous fittes One while hee is vexed with a hote sweate and another while with a colde One day it leaueth him and an other day it seazeth vpon him againe So that still the strength of the disease doeth dominiere ouer his bodie Euen so this our wretched Swaine falleth a fresh into the Sea of his sorrowes suffering shipwracke oftentimes in this Charibdis of his deepe griefes all which proceeded through the want of his Dianas companie And had it not bene but that hee had heard the sound of a straunge voyce that droue away this sadde thought from him hee had bene farre more oppressed with heauie passions then before But hee with an attentiue eare hearing this Song sung not farre off from him tooke a Truce for a while with his dolefull wailings and listened well vnto the same as followeth What but pale Death can serue as remedie To ease my more then cruell paine The Pilot that safe in the Hauen doth lie To feare the Seas tempestuous rage doth shame She happie is that in this wretched earth Can ridde be from all woes through gentle death But shee that cannot die liuing displeasde Forc't without aide for to endure her smart Can no way haue her endlesse torments easde But by her cries and sighes sent forth from heart But who can make a Sauadge minde ore-wilde For to become calms pittifull and milde The Mother faire of Cupid's blinded Boy Could not her Corpse from soule see separate Yet for Adonis shee was full of noy Seeing him slaine by too vntimely Fate Immortall powers though freed from Death they bee Yet being grieu'd they mourne as well as wee Apollo that same faithfull Louer true When he sawe Daphne metamorphosed Died not yet he her chaunce long time did rewe For Loue makes Gods to waile and teares to shed Death endeth euery amorous mortall warre Yet in such wise to die they happie are I am a Nymph therefore as Phoebus was From death exempt so am I yet am bound My time and yeares in sighes and groanes to passe Whilst ouermuch I gainst my selfe am found To honour him who is my deadliest fee But where Loue is there euer bideth woe Yet doth that cruell wretch who me doth scorne Not altogether liue withouten griefe Though for my loue to waile he was not borne Whilst my hope 's vaine and his without reliefe A Loyall Louer right is neuer seene Well of two Ladies at one time to deeme Thus doe the heauens reuengement for me take And yet alas this doth increase my cares For me his torments worser farre doe make And I am ill because not well he feares She that loues faithfull maketh farre more mons For her friends hard mishap then for her owne A beautie more then earthly sacred right The Subiect's of my euerlasting dule Whilst I confesse I like a mortall wight And yet the heauens who all our actions rule Nothing more perfect then the same ere sawe The bad as well as good to fancie doth vs drawe Arcas presently knew by the voice that it was the mestfull Orythia and fearing least her importunate praiers might make him to giue ouer his former determination he left her turning by another way vnto the Rocke In the meane time the Nymph perceiuing him to flie from her presence crieth out vpon him exclaiming against his stubborne minde calling him vngratefull and vnkinde Where we will leaue her as now cursing her hard fortune and come againe vnto Arcas who being entered into the stonie Caue and the old man not as yet arriued there began afresh to muse vpon the sweet graces of his Mistris swimming with great delight in the Seas of her perfections and not a little wondering how it were possible that one creature alone should be possessed of so many fauours as she was and yet knoweth he not well whether he dreameth or waketh whilest he standing thus in a browne studie his tongue is silent his eyes shut his bodie mouelesse and his soule as it were in a traunce Now if he was so much rauished in the onely contemptation of his Ladie in what a taking had he bene then if he had bene before the true presence and liuely face of her indeed when the onely bare conceit thereof had so great power ouer him He deuiseth within his heart of the beauties of her and with a dumb pen writeth them downe in the of role of his remembrance One while he thinketh he beholdeth those faire long and flaxen haires she combining them with a fine combe of Iuorie and curling them in knots making the heauens themselues to blush for very shame thereat although they haue bene in steed of strong cordes wherewith his libertie was bound yet had he not the power to hate them but rather honoured and adored them imagining that Venus her selfe neuer ware any so goodly and that not any Goddesse whatsoeuer she were could haue the like these Louers being of this humour that there is no other deities but their Ladies Another while he is busie looking vpon her faire forhead the right tipe of Maicstie perswading himselfe that Iupiter although he be Soueraigne ouer all the Gods had neuer one so stately whilest he marketh how it is large and without wrinkle as being the enemie of all
beheld so perfect a beautie but farre more blessed if being depriued of her you likewise depriue your selues of all light O royall Recluse that shalt enioy the companie of my Diana Ah why am not I transformed into thee what shall I doe or what shall become of mee whither should I goe or what should I say and what can I hope for that may please me in this world Too long haue I liued since the longer I liue the more my paiâ—e increaseth Dispatch then forlorne and forsaken Shepheard seeing thou art exiled from what thou most of all didst delight in whilst yee mine Eyes who of late serued to contemplate so diuine a countenance shall now stand me in stead to raine downe bitter teares and thou my Tongue who of late wert an instrument to commend such rare and diuine vertues shalt serue me now to lament their losse and bid them all Adien Must I then bid Adieu vnto those golden locks which serued as bands to tye my heart must I bid Adieu to those faire and daintie tresses curling in cirkles and wauing with the winde resembling those of the Paphian Goddesse shall I neuer see you more after you are inclosed within those vnooth walls Must I needs bid Adieu vnto that goodly and spacious Forhead smooth as Gette and free from euerie wrinkle and frowne that For head whereas all Vertue lodgeth the seat of Iustice and receit of all Chastitie Must I needs languish and pine away without seeing you any more Oh vnhappie day of my byrth ô miserable my chaunce and vnfortunate the time wherein I liue Must I needs bid Adieu vnto those thinne and slender Eye-lids the foes of care and enemies vnto griefe descending vault-wise like a fine Arche of Ebonie delightfull to behold but farre more pleasant to touch Is it possible I can liue and not see you I cannot Now woe is mee I cannot needes must yee take my life away my sorrowfull life must you take away with you But chiefly you faire Eyes must I needs bid you Adieu my two glorious Sunnes haue you resolued neuer to shine more and must I needs still liue in darknesse O Saphire Eyes the throne of LOVE the bright lamps of Chastitie the lodges of vertue true mirrours of honest maiestike modestie must I needs beforsaken of you Cruell as you are you first inflamed my hart rauishing the same whilst it consumed with the fire of desire yet thinke not for all this that I will leaue you your glaunces shall be my guides and your lookes the pathes wherein I will trace I can no more lose or leaue you then the Traueller can walke in the thick darke wood without the light of the day O faire Mouth and must I needs bid thee Adieu wo is me shall I neuer see thee more Ah sacred Mouth wherin my soule reposed the happie chaire of my chaste Desires resembling a garden of Musk roses and Cloue gilly-flowers from whence proceeded so many wise and hunnie speeches charming our â—indes as the great Priest of Thracia did the stones and Trees with the sound of his bewitchitching Harpe shall it be said I shall neuer see you more it cannot be Arcas shall neuer be seene to ioy in this world when he is depriued of the heauenly sound of thy Harmonious voyce And yee faire louely Cheekes shall I bid you Adieu Cheeks vermillion without cunning or painting whose naturall Die is the Lillie sweetly mixed with the Damask-rose neuer can I part from you without parting from life all Ah beautious Brests must I needs bid you Adieu where reposed the nine Muses with their sage brother Brests more faire then Summers day and far more white then Mountain snow sweet lobby of vertue it selfe and pleasant prison of my intangled heart Neuer shall I be able to bid you Adieu sooner must my dayes be shortned and my wretched selfe cut off before my time appointed In the meane space liue thou my peerlesse Saint in all happines full of ioy and freed from all annoy liue to be honoured both of Gods and men Adieu for euer and a day the light of my soule life of my minde farewell Adieu my gratious sweet chaste vertuous and religious Mistris Heauens graunt thee all happinesse according vnto thine owne contentment whilst I take my course to die despite of the maleuolent starres that haue so long prolonged my life But yet before my death leaue yee mine Eyes some teares to accompanie in weeping so manie faire and goodly Nymphes who as well as your selfe mourne for the losse of their best Gonernesse and yet it is not for braue and generous mindes to shead teares but rather for base Cowards weake Women and little powling Children Cato when hee died neuer wept at all so wee without lamenting will giue vp the Ghost it shall suffice that the goary droppes of my purple blood shall be in stead of salt teares Too much haue I sighed and sobbed too much haue I wailed and wept and ouermuch haue I lamented and cryed out And yet before my fatall houre approach I will leaue some pittious signes of my griese behinde mee that the world may see after my death how rare and constant my loue hath alwayes bene Herevpon I made an ende of my speech falling downe through very faintnesse all along vpon the grassie ground whilest holding mine armes acrosse as a token of my gricuous cares and lifting vp mine eyes towardes the heauens I began afresh to weepe most bitterly That done I began to apprehend so liuely a passion of exceeding bitter sorrow that the very conceit thereof made mee to sownd and so for a long time I lay as it were berest of all my senses At the last I reuiued and therewithall rose vp when taking my knife I engraued in the Rocke these mournfull Verses following Vnto the soundlesse Vaults of Hell below I le waile noy griefes remedilesse amaine Whilst frightfull Ghosts as pittifull shall shew And Fliâ—tie Rocks remorse take of my paine Yea Death it selfe my bitter paines shall know To witnesse that my life in noy hath laine For Louers true can neuer die indeed Whose loyall hearts a beanenly fire doth feed My Course beeing layd along within my Graue Shall shew his teares his torments and his loue And for his minde did neuer change nor waue Farre brighter then the Sunne the same shall prone By him the picture of his Lady he shall haue Which he being dead afresh shall make him mone Like to the fire in ashes contred Which though at shew no flame yet is not dead LOVE is not tarn'de by Death but still doth liue Although that life doth flit and passe away Then Lady thinke not though by death thou grieue My bodie that thou LOVE canst make decay As long as Fancie â—oth thy beautie driue Into my soule No this will bide for eye Within my heart thy beautie printed is LOVE in my Tombe to harbor will not â—â—isse Thinkst thou