let not an ash or a beech-tree Beare soe blessed a name which only belongs to Amyntas My brest shal be the barck write Phillis name in Amyntas And since sharpned poynt shal finde soe tender a subiect Strike engraue cut launse spare not to be mightily wounding Let faire Phillis name to the eyes of louely beholders With blood-red letters in Amyntas his hart be apearing Yet this murdring stroake to an other time he referred The twelfth day ANd now since Phillis dead corps was layd in a coffyn Twelfth day came at last when weake yet wakeful Amyntas Spy'de through tyles of his house fayre Phoebus beames to be shynyng Which when he saw then in haste hymself he began to be stirring And with trembling knees with mynde extreamely molested Passed along to the fyelds where graue of Phillis apeared Meanyng there to the graue to the ghost to the scattered ashes His last lamenting in woeful wise to be making But when he saw fresh flowrs and new grasse speedyly start vp And Phillis sweete name ingrau'n by the hande of Amyntas Then did he stay and weepe with an inward horror amased And at length his knees on graue there fantyly bowing With dolorous groanyngs his fatall howre he bewayled This day this same day most blessed day of a thowsand Shall be the first of ioy and last of anoy to Amyntas This shall bring mee myself to myself and bring mee to Phillis Let neyther father nor mother mourne for Amyntas Let neyther kinsman nor neighbour weepe for Amyntas For Venus only Venus doth lay this death on Amyntas And Phillis sweete sowle in fayre fyelds stays for Amyntas Yf you needs will shew some signe of loue to Amyntas Then when life is gone close vp these eyes of Amyntas And with Phillis corps lay this dead corps of Amyntas This shal Phillis please and Phillis louer Amyntas And thou good Thyrsis dryue foorth those Sheepe of Amyntas Least that Amyntas Sheepe dy with theyr master Amyntas And thou good Daphne when soe thou gang'st to the Mountayns Dryue on Phillis Goates fayre Phillis Goates to the Mountayns For now now at length I le leaue this life for a better And seeke for mending in a most vnnatural ending Must then Amyntas thus but a stripling murder Amyntas O what an imperious princesse is Queene Cytheraea For stil-watching loue would neuer let me be resting Nor neuer sleeping since Phillis went from Amyntas And noe longer I can susteigne these infynit horrors And pangs incessant which now are freshly renued And much augmented therfore am I fully resolued Of lingring loues wound to be speedily cur'd by a deaths-wound Thus when he had contryu'd in his hart this desperat outrage And meante fully to dy with an hellish fury bewitched What doe I stay qd he now t is losse of tyme to be lingring Then with a fatall knife in a murdring hand to the heauens Vp did he looke for a while and groan'd with a deadly resounding With thease woords his life and lamentation ending Gods and ghosts forgiue forget this fault of Amyntas Pardon I craue of both this knife shall bring me to Phillis And end these myseries though desteny flatly deny it Eu'n as he spake these woords downe fell deepe-wounded Amyntas Fowling hands and ground with streames of blood that abounded And good-natur'd ground pytying this fall of Amyntas In most louing wise very gently receaued Amyntas And when he fell by the fall in mournefull sort she resounded Iupiter in meane-tyme and th' other Gods of Olympus When they saw this case though greate things were then in handling Yet lamented much and then decree'd that Amyntas Sowle should goe to the fyelds where blessed Phillis abydeth And bloody corps should take both name and forme of a fayre flowre Call'd Amaranthus then for Amyntas fryendly remembrance Whil'st these things by the Gods were thus decree'd in Olympus Senses were all weake and almost gone from Amyntas Eyes were quyte sightles deaths-pangs and horror aproached Then with his head half vp most heauyly groaned Amyntas And as he groan'd then he felt his feete to the ground to be rooted And seeking for a foote could fynde noe foote to be sought for For both leggs and trunck to a stalk were speedily changed And that his ould marrow to a cold iuyce quickly resolued And by the fame could iuyce this stalk stil lyuely apeared Which strange change when he felt then he lifted his arms to the heauēs And when he lifted his armes then his arms were made to be branches And now face and hayre of Amyntas lastly remayned O what meane you Gods to prolong this life of Amyntas O what meane you Gods with an hollow sound he repeated Vntil his hollow sound with a stalk was speedily stopped And fayre face and hayre bare forme and shape of a fayre flowre Flowre with fayre red leaues fayre red blood gaue the begynnyng Then with bow and shafts and paynted quyuer about hym Vprose Lord of loue from princelyke seate in Olympus And when t' was too late laments this losse of a louer Speaking thus to the Gods of this new flowre of Amyntas Myrtle's due to Venus greene laurel's deare to Apollo Corne to the Lady Ceres and vines to the yong mery Bacchus But thou fayre Amaranthus gentlest flowre of a thowsand Shalt be my flowre henceforth and though thou camst from a bleeding Yet blood shalt thou staunch this guyft wil I geue the for euer And by the pleasant parke where gentlemynded Amyntas Lately bewayld his loue there thy leaues louly for euer Boyes and gyrls and Nymphs shall take a delite to be plucking Take a delyte of them theyr garlands gay to be making And now in meane tyme whylst these things were thus a working Good louing neighbours for a long tyme myssed Amyntas And by the caues of beasts by the dungeons darck by the deserts And by the hills and dales by the wells and watery fountayns Sought for Amyntas long but neuer met with Amyntas Downe in a dale at last where trees of state by the pleasant Yuychurches parck make all to be sole to be sylent Downe in a desert dale Amaryllis found Amaranthus Nymph that Amyntas lou'd yet was not lou'd of Amyntas Founde Amaranthus fayre seeking for fayrer Amyntas And with fayre newe flowre fayre Pembrokiana presented Who by a strayte edict commaunded yearely for euer Yuychurches Nymphs and Pastors all to be present All on that same day in that same place to be present All Amaranthus flowre in garlands then to be wearing And all by all meanes Amaranthus flowre to be praysing And all by all meanes his Amyntas death to be mournyng Yea for a iust monyment of tender-mynded Amyntas With new found tytles new day new dale she adorned Cal'd that Amyntas Day for loue of louer Amyntas Cal'd this Amyntas Dale for a name and same to Amyntas FINIS The Lamentation of Corydon for the loue of Alexis verse for verse out of Latine SIlly Shepherd Corydon lou'd hartyly fayre lad
that Amyntas his eyes enuy'de these lipps of Amyntas O sweete soule Phillis w' haue liu'd and lou'd for a great while If that a man may keepe any mortall ioy for a great while Lyke louing turtles and turtle-doues for a great while One loue one lyking one sense one soule for a great while Therefore one deaths-wound one graue one funeral only Should haue ioyned in one both loue and louer Amyntas O good God what a grief is this that death to remember For such grace gesture face feature beauty behauiour Neuer afore was seene is neuer againe to be lookt for O frowning fortune ô death and desteny dismall Thus be the poplar trees that spread their tops to the heauens Of their flowring leaues despoyld in an howre in a moment Thus be the sweete violets that gaue such grace to the garden Of theyr purpled roabes despoyld in an howre in a moment O how oft did I cry and roare with an horrible howling When for want of breath Phillis lay faintyly gasping O how oft did I wish that Phoebus would fro my Phillis Driue that feauer away or send his son from Olympus Whoe when Lady Venus by a chaunce was prickt with a bramble Healed her hand with his oyles and fine knacks kept for a purpose Or that I could perceaue Podalyrius order in healing Or that I could obtaine Medaeaes exquisit oyntments And baths most precious which ould men freshly renued Or that I were as wise as was that crafty Prometheus Whoe made pictures liue with fire that he stole from Olympus Thus did I call and cry but no-body came to Amyntas Then did I rayle and raue but nought did I get by my rayling Whylst that I cald and cryde and rag'd and rau'd as a mad-man Phillis alas Phillis by the burning fits of a feuer Quickly before her daye her dayes vnluckily ended O dismal deaths-day with black stone stil to be noted Wherein noe Sun shinde noe comfort came fro the heauens Wherein clustred clowds had cou'red lightsom Olympus Wherein noe sweete byrd could finde any ioy to be chyrping Wherein loathsome snakes from dens were loath to be creeping Wherein fowle scritch owles did make a detestable howling And from chymney-top gaue woefull signes of a mischif O first day of death last day of life to Amyntas Which noe day shall dryue from soule and hart of Amyntas Til Neptune dryde vp withdraw his flouds fro the fishes And skaled fishes liue naked along by the sea-shore For since Phillis went and left forsaken Amyntas Ioyes and pleasures went and left forsaken Amyntas Perplexed speaking and vayne thoughts only remained Immoderate mourning and mad loue only remained Thou Ioue omnipotent which doest with mercy remember Mortall mens myseries which knowst what it is to be louing And thou God Phoebus that sometymes dryu'n from Olympus Feeding sheepe didst loue help luckles Louer Amyntas Feeding his poore sheepe help poore man yong man Amyntas Thou that abridgest breath and mak'st our light to be darknes Cut this threede of life dispatch and bring me to darknes Infernall darknes fit place for mourner Amyntas Soe shal Amyntas walk and talk in darksom Auernus Soe shal Amyntas loue with Phillis againe be renued In fields Elysian Phillis shall liue with Amyntas Thus doe I wish and pray this praying is but a pratling And these wishing woords but a blast but a wynde but a whistling Dy then Amyntas dye for dead is thy bony Phillis Phoebus went to the sea to the poore house hasted Amyntas The nynth day SInce Phillis buriall now faire Aurora the nynth time Shewd her shining face and Phoebus lightned Olympus When from couch all wet with teares confounded Amyntas Raysd his crazd carkas with minde stil abroade to be wandring Vnto the wylde beasts dens and feareful vnhospital harbors Where was noething els but certaine death to be lookt for But whilst naked lyms with roabes all ragged he cou'red Oft did he call and cry for Phillis for bony Phillis With deepe sighs and greanes stil Phillis Phillis he called And then drest vp he gets and gets himself to the desert Desert dens mans sight and Suns light euer abhorring There by the woods wandring and loue vnlucky bewayling More and more did he feede that wonted wound of a louer Lyke as a trembling Hart whose hart is pierst with an arrow Runs and yet running his death stil beareth about him Runs to the thickest groaues yet bleeds and sweats as he runneth Runs and soe with toyle and griefe death hasteneth onward Then with teares doth he seeke Dictamus flowre by the desert Seeks but can not finde Dictamus flowre by the desert Lyke to the trembling Hart went hartles louer Amyntas And thus againe at length his cheekes with water abounding From sullen silence abruptly began to be raging Since Phillis lockt vp that starr-light liuely for euer Since faire Phillis slept that long sleepe what shal Amyntas Thinke conceaue contryue or what shal Amyntas imagin What shal Amyntas dooe that Amyntas goe not a begging For noe care is of health no care of wealth in Amyntas Noe ioy noe comfort but Phillis abydes in Amyntas Whoe wil fodder now in winter geue to my bullocks Whoe wil now any more bring my white Bull to my Heyfer Whoe wil goats and kyds to the ragged rocks be a driuing Whoe wil sheepe and lambs from rau'ning woolues be defending Whoe wil looke to my rams and wash theyr fleece in a riuer Whoe wil anoynt scabd sheepe least-that contagius humor Once get strength make way and spoyle whole flock of Amyntas Whoe wil let them blood when raging fire of a feuer Runneth along by the bones and marrow quickly deuoureth Whoe wil tender sheepe dryue vp fro the fields to the mountains When deepe brooke increast with raine or snow from Olympus Driues downe wonted walls and banks all beateth asunder Ouerflowing fields and pastures fowly defacing O poore flock poore heard ô life and loue of Amyntas Phillis life and loue is gone ô wretched Amyntas Eu'n as a Merchant man whoe lost his ware by a shipwrack And ship left on sands with blynde rocks broken a sunder Swym on a boord staggring with salt-waues all to be dashed Dryu'n hence thence with wyndes and knows noe place to be landing Wandring here and there and sees noe starres to be shyning Soe twixt hope and feare twixt life and death doth Amyntas Dayly delay his dayes yet deaths wound beareth about him For since Phillis alas in a dead sleepe slipt from Amyntas Inconstant wandring distracted moydred Amyntas Rangeth alone by the rocks by the woods by the dens by the deserts Deserts dens and woods and rocks where no-body walketh No-body dare approach for feare of slippery serpents And crawling adders with baleful poyson abounding And yet I cannot fynde what I seeke what I looke what I long for Phillis I meane by the rocks by the woods by the dens by the deserts Since that time that time of griefe and woe the beginning Neither Sun
by the day nor Moone by the night did Amyntas Euer see sleeping though weake and weary by watching And no foode I desire for I feede too fast on a fancy Loue fills fainty stomack and euery part of Amyntas And I desire noe drinck for I drinck vp watery fountains Fountains of salt teares still trickling euer-abounding Lyke showres in wynter driu'n downe with wyndes from Olympus O most mighty Pales which stil bar'st loue to the countrey And poore countrey-folk hast thou forgotten Amyntas Now when as other Gods haue all forsaken Amyntas Thou on whose feast dayes Bonefires were made by Amyntas And quyte leapt ouer by the bouncing dauncer Amyntas Thou for whose feast dayes great cakes ordayned Amyntas Supping mylk with cakes and casting mylk to the bonefyre And thou surly Cupid thou churlish dame Cytheraea With whose prayse I did once whilst Phillis aboad with Amyntas Make these fields to resound make beasts and men to be wondring On pitiful poore wretch is noe care noe pity taken What shal I noething get for making soemany offrings Soemany sweete persumes for saying soemany prayers All with a garland greene with leaues of Myrtle adorned Are Gods vnthankfull can noe grace come from Olympus Are Gods vnmindefull why then what meane I to worship Worship I knowe not what for a God when it is but an Idoll For noe guerdon alas noe good thing 's left for a good man Poore foole what did I meane on Gods or starrs to be rayling As though stars or Gods could alter Destenies order Poore foole what did I meane incessant teares to be sheading Stil to the hills to the woods to the fields to the floods to be wayling Since these hills these woods these fields these floods to my weeping Can lend noe feeling can aford noe sence to my wayling Yet wil I call Phillis though noe-body come by my calling And weepe for Phillis though noegood come by my weeping Thus wil I dooe Many men many mindes this pleaseth Amyntas And yet I cannot abide any more by the woods to be ranging And this liuing death this dying life to be leading Dy then Amyntas dy let Amyntas murder Amyntas Soe shal that grym Syre and fowle-fac't Prince of Auernus Some pity take when he sees this wound of murdred Amyntas This wound wide and large and losse of grau's but a smal losse Soe shal Amyntas walk and Phillis walk with Amyntas Through those pleasant groaues and flowring fields of Auernus But yet againe to his house with doubtfull mynde he returned The tenth day SInce that fatall day and howre vnlucky the tenth time Faire Aurora betymes by the dayes breake rose from her husband Husband old and cold and droue darck clowds from Olympus Making way to the Sun taking her way to the yonker Braue yonker Cephalus whom faire Aurora desired Aeolus of purpose Auroraes fancy to further Sent forth sweete Zephyrus with tender breath to be blowing And moyst dew by the fields with whistling blast to be drying Least nights colde moysture might stay theyr louely proceedings Stay braue Aeolides stay fayre Aurora fro kissing Euery thing did smile woods fields ayre watery fountains Euery Larck did sing and made sweete myrth to the Morning And chereful Charites with gold-locks gayly bedecked Daunced along by the fields in due and gracius order And th'vnruly Satyrs by the sound of a paltery piper Leapt and skipt by the woods in most lasciuius order Only Amyntas loath'd these sports and these prety pastimes Only Amyntas mournd and owld grifes only remembred Leauing house and home and deserts only frequenting Scratching face with nayles and Phillis freshly bewayling O what meanes Phillis can Phillis cast of Amyntas O consider alas consider careful Amyntas And forget not alas forget not faithful Amyntas Whoe for Phillis sake for loue and fancy to Phillis Beares this fire in his hart and stil this fire is a feeding What meanes Phillis alas in those fayre fields to be walking 〈◊〉 those Elysian faire fields and leaue me behinde her What 's there noemore care of flock in Phillis abyding What noe care of loue noe care of louer Amyntas O vnthankfull wench if this thing come by thy causing And accursed Fate if Desteny cause thee to leaue mee See what a strange effect these cares haue wrought in Amyntas Needles cares haue driu'n all needful cares from Amyntas Noe care no comfort in driuing goats to the mountains When rising Phoebus displays his beames in a morning Noe care noe comfort in bringing sheepe to the sheepe-coates When sitting Phoebus withdraws his face in an eu'ning Rimes are quite set aside and seu'n-hoald pipe is abandond Rimes that I playd on pipe pipe vsed at euery dauncing Leather bottel's lost and tarr-box broken asunder Shoone and myttens gone and sheepehooke cast in a corner And litle ould Lightfoote hath lost his Maister Amyntas Whose watchfull barking made woolues afraid to be byting See how Phillis death doth make my Goates to be dying Noebody giues them Thyme and other flowrs to be gnapping Noebody giues them drinck and water fresh to be sipping Noebody brings them back to the sold or shade to refresh them See how Phillis death doth make my sheepe to be dying Whil'st th' vnlucky Shepheard neglects his sheepe to be feeding Lambs in woefull wise by the woolues are dayly deuoured Eawes in loathsome sort with scabbs are fowly molested And theyr wooll with dust and durt is filthily fowled O but alas poore foole whil'st thou thus rayl'st on Olympus Phillis faire perchaunce in pleasant fields of Auernus Keepeth better goates and better sheepe is a feeding Leauing this poore flock and theyr poore master Amyntas And must only my death cause endles plagues to be ended And shal I neuer dy til time that Desteny poynted O what a life is this with life and death to be striuing And yet I loue this life this strife and euery moment Reason yeelds to my rage and rage giues place to my reason And whil'st breath shal abyde in burning breast of Amyntas Perpetuall sobbing shall make these sides to be smarting Perpetuall plaining shal make this mouth to be sounding Perpetuall weeping shal make these eyes to be swelling As soone as Titan with face all fyry returneth With violent clamors great clowds wil I cast on a cluster As soone as darck night doth spread her mantle among vs With teares stil trickling I le make springs euer abounding What loue 's lyke to my rage what fancie 's lyke to my folly That not a day not an houre not a moment scapeth Amyntas But stil Amyntas mourns since Phillis graue was a making That lewd Lord of Loue drew my destruction onward That boy bred my bane my death vntimely procured When by the sight of a Lasse by the flaming eyes of a Virgin Fire did pierce by my flesh to my soule to my bones to my marrow And there burns and boyls lyke scalding sulphur of Aetna Whoe would thinke thou Loue couldst beare such hate to a louer Or
in a short time Thou knowst that woemen by kinde are mutable euer Soone hoate and soone cold like and mislike in a moment Change as a weathereock and all as light as a feather But let Thyrsis now know more at large of Amyntas His distressed state for though thou touldst me a great while Since that Loue gaue first occasion vnto thy torments And that prowd Phillis gaue fresh increase to thy sorrowes Yet whence this loue sprang who was that Phillis I knew not And sith soemany yeares w' haue liu'd so friendly togeather And apply'd ourselu's to the lores of learned Apollo Ther 's cause why Thyrsis should know those things of Amyntas Which his Amyntas knows and will shew only to Thyrsis Amyntas Know ô Thyrsis then know this mine infinite anguish Which these hills well know which these sweete watery wells know And yet no man knowes my fatall howre is aproaching My death drawes so neare that now its time to prouide some Time to prouide some friend which may and wil be reporter Of death and deaths cause which wil for a friendly remembrance Death and cause of death ingraue in barck of a beech tree Hard by the damned place where corps of murdred Amyntas Bloodles corps shall lie that when that braue bony damsel That pytiles Phillis shall chaunce that way to be passing Her prowde foote and yet sweete foote may ioy to be treading Treading and trampling these baleful boanes of Amyntas And that serpents tong thus take a delite to be vaunting This death is my triumph these bruysed boanes my trophaeum That such strange trauelers as this way chaunce to be wandring And forren Pastors that passe by the graue of Amyntas May know this conquest and make it know'n to the countrey And perchaunce ô noe that 's too too good for Amyntas Yet perchaunce one day may once come when bony Phillis When bony sweete Phillis now moou'd with a louely repentance Louely remorse may take some small compassion on mee And when t is too-late lament this losse of Amyntas Sheading some sweete teares for death of murdred Amyntas His death whom when hee lyu'd herself did cause to be dying Saying O that hee were that hee were not a murdred Amyntas O that he liued now and were my louer Amyntas But now harck and marck of cares and woe the beginning Thyrsis Say on then for I harck and marck perchaunce to a better End than thou thyself canst yet conceaue or imagin Amyntas When that I was but a wagg yong wagg soe yong that I could scarce Reach mine outstretcht arme to the bending bowes of a plumtree T' was my luck ill luck t' acquaint myself with a braue gyrle Brauest gyrle that spreades her golden locks to the tender Wynde faire Phillis I meane but alas what meant I to meane her Phillis a flame to the soule and Phillis a flowre to the forrest Phillis a Townish gyrls disgrace and grace to the countrey Phillis a fame to the Parck and Phillis a shame to the Pallace Phillis that first made Cydippe for to be mother Phillis that first made that rich Montanus a father With that Phillis I was most woeful was when I am not With that Phillis I lyu'd ô luckles lyu'd when I lyue not Phillis a turtle doue and faithful turtle Amyntas Both our bowres were nye which made vs both to be neighbours Both our mynds more nye which causd vs both to be fryendly Both our ages lyke which first was cause of a lyking Both our lyues more lyke which stil gaue fyre to a fancie If that Amyntas were disposed for to be fishing Phillis a fishing went if Amyntas meant to be fowling Phillis a fowling went if Phillis longd for a filberd Yonker Amyntas clymbde if Phillis would be a hunting Whoe but Amyntas then but greene-coate Huntsman Amyntas Eithers sport was lyke and eythers portion aequall But when Amyntas thus bestow'd himself on his angling Other bayts and hookes tooke secreate hould of Amyntas Whilst that Amyntas thus layd trapps and snares for a Redbrest White-brest layd new snares and hidden trapps for Amyntas Whilst that Amyntas I say ran pricking after a Pricket Farre more poysned darts haue prickt hart-roote of Amyntas For by degrees there grew as an hearb that grows of her owne self In my brest there grew but I wist not whence a desiring Still to be with Phillis poore foole and stil to be gazing On those burning lamps whence stil stil I sucked a sweetnes Strange kinde of sweetnes which ended stil with a sowrenes Oftentimes did I sigh yet knew no cause of a sighing And was a louer afore that I knew what t' was to be louing But now Thyrsis I know and mark I le tell thee the manner Thyrsis Say on Amyntas then this matter 's worthy the marking Amyntas Once on a day ô day ô dismallst day of a thousand Once on a sommers day ô sommer worse than a winter Vnder a beech ô beech of Amyntas woe the beginning Phillis sate her downe and downe sate Cassiopoea And I betweene them both when a Bee that gathered honny Here and there fro the flowres conueys herself in a moment Vnto the red-rose cheeke of smiling Cassiopoea And there bytes and bytes faire cheeke of Cassiopoea Thinking sure as I think her red-rose cheekes to be roses Bee bytes byting smarts and smarting Cassiopoea Wringeth her hands and cryes But peace qd my bony Phillis Cassiopoea be stil crye not sweete Cassiopoea I le with a word or twoo soone cause thy paine to be ceasing I le soone charme thy cheeke this secreate lately I learned Of beldame Sagane for an yuory combe that I gaue her Then sh'applyes her lipps life-geeuing lipps to a Louer And yet alas yet alas life-taking lipps from a Louer Vnto the smarting cheeke of whyning Cassiopoea And with a sweete sweete sound her spells she begins to be mumbling By and by strange thing her payne was past in a moment Whether charming woords did woork so mighty a woonder Or that Phillis mouth which rather may be beleeued Heales where it tutcheth by some great grace of Apollo Then then whereas afore I desired but to be seeing Hart-inflaming eyes I desired but to be hearing Soul-inuading voyce sweete voyce and like to the purling Streames of a siluer brooke that creepes with a louely resounding Murmur among small stones or lyke to the dayntyly warbling Noyse of a gentle winde that makes greene leaues to be trembling Then then alas did I long and looke and wish to be ioyning This my mournfull mouth to the mouth of my bony Phillis And in fine I deuisd Loue fynds out wyly deuises How t' obteine my desire for I faind that a wasp fro the bushes Flew to my face in a rage and poore lipps all to be stinged And my dolefull lookes did looke and craue to be charmed Though my toong was afraid and made no sute to the charmer Then simple Phillis who tooke my tale for a Gospell Came of her
nought to my countnance Your flowr's naught to my face your brauery nought to my beauty Foolish paltery weedes I doo beare you often about mee For your owne disgrace and not for a grace to my person That your fading flowrs may serue as a foyle for a Phillis As she was all this while pruning herself by the water Princking and prancking at last by chaunce she reflected Her bright beames sydeward and then saw well that I saw her And was asham'd and blusht and let fayre Lilly be falling More that Daphne laught more Phillis still was a blushing More that Phillis blusht more Daphne still was a laughing Buy yet her hayre half trest half vntrest well she remembred And with a stealing eye to the waterglasse she repayred Spying whether I spyde and see 's herself to be vndrest And yet lykes herself seeing herself to be seemely Though vndrest for I saw yet would not seeme to bee seeing Thyrsis Peace peace good Daphne this noe newes come to Amyntas Daphne Noe newes yes mary ist for noe such matter in ould tyme Euer afore was seene When Daphne was but a Damsell Dapne was not soe but world now waxeth an ould world Growes to be wayward now and peeuish like to an ould man Thyrsis In those dayes Townebyrds flewe not soe fast to the countrey Nor countrey lasles did gad soemuch to the Cytty Now all 's confounded now fashyons all to be mingled All to be mangled quyte and euery Madg is a Mystresse All 's turn'd vpsyde downe But may not may not Amyntas And bonylasse Phillis yet talk once fryendly togeather By Daphnes good meanes and condiscend to a parley Daphne Thyrsis I am not sure shee 's too too flatly denying Thyrsis And hee alas poorefoole is too too fondly desyring Daphne Then let him aske intreate importune nay let him offer Yea offer violence and take noe nay for a woeman Loues to be woo'd of a man thou know'st well Thyrsis a woeman Runs and yet soe runs as though she desyr'd to be orerun Says noe noe yet soe as noe noe seemes to be no noe Stryues and yet soe stryues as though she desyr'd to be vanquisht Woeman's like to a shade that flyes yet lyes by the subiect Lyke to a Bee that neuer striues yf sting be remoued Thou se'st Thyrsis I talk as a playne wench vnto a playne fryend Thyrsis Then good playne Daphne it s more then tyme to be playne now Help me to help our fryend poore helples fryendles Amyntas Daphne Well to be playne indeede and end this matter in one woord Phillis goes with mee now by and by to the braue well Mighty Dianaes well where largearm'd ash to the hunting Nymphs giu's cooling shade there Phillis shal be presented Naked starcknaked to the open view of Amyntas Thyrsis And what then Daph. What then then I thinck thusmuch to a wiseman Will seeme sufficient and is toomuch for a fonkyn Thrysis Now I doe know thy mynde but I doubt least fearful Amyntas Haue not soemuch hart as boldly to offer an onset Daphne Then let Amyntas stay til an other seeke to preuent hym Thyrsis If that hee were soe serud he deserud wel soe to be serued Daphne But to thyself Thyrsis wilt styl be a boy or a batchler Wer 't not farr better to be husband or to be louer Thyrsis When that Thyrsis see 's that lou's not a plague to a louer Then shall Daphne see that Thyrsis wil be a louer But whilst hateful loue with teares and feares is aboundyng Loue whoe will for mee let another learne to be mournyng Thyrsis enough hath mournd Daph. But he hath not ioyed enough yet Thyrsis Noe such ioyes I desyre Daph. But loue can force the resister Thyrsis Noe force I le keepe back Daph. And then loue hasteneth onward Thyrsis I le run Daph. Loue hath wings Thyrs But short wings in the begynning Daphne Louers feele not loue when loue is first a begynnyng And when lou 's once felt it s too late then to be runnyng Thyrsis But let my loue rest til againe wee chaunce to bee meeting And let Amyntas now for he most needs first be releeued I le seeke hym straight way and bring if I can the retyring Beare to the stake Daph. I le goe but this was far fro my meanyng Thyrsis And if I gesse not amysse loe yonder he coms with a downecast Looke and wandring pace pace and looke fit for Amyntas The third Scene Amyntas Thyrsis THyrsis gaue good woords I le see what 's doone for Amyntas And if noe thing 's done then afore that I seeme to be vndone Myself-murdring hand shall reaue this breath from Amyntas Eu'n in Phillis sight that lyke as now she delyteth Herself with this wound loues wound that cleaues to my hart roote Wound of her owne fayre eyes soe may she be freshly triumphing At this gaping wound with purpled gore that aboundeth Wound of myne owne hands last wound of murdred Amyntas Thyrsis Leaue of thy mourning Thyrsis brings news to Amyntas Amyntas What news life or death Thyr. Life loue blisse ioy to Amyntas Yf that Amyntas dare ioy blisse loue life be a meeting But then he must be a man not a mome man fully resolued And not shrynck with a showre as a feynt hart foole or a dastard Amyntas And what greate cowrrage or what resolution is this Thyrsis If that thy Phillis should wander alone in a desert Desert walled about with rocks of monsterus hugenes Where sharpe-tusked Boares and Tygers only resorted Wouldst thou goe to thy loue by this soe feareful a passage Amyntas Yea with a better will than gyrles or boyes to the stooleball Thyrsis If thy Phillis were with a theeuish company compast And saw nought but sweards and glistring armor about her Wouldst thou goe to thy loue through this same company theeuish Amyntas Yea with a greater ioy than thirsting Hart to the fountayne Thyrsis Yet for such exployt more courage wil be required Amyntas I le with a good will goe through scorching flames of a fornace I le through swelling streames increast with snow fro the mountaynes I le through damnable hell through loathsome Styx to my Phillis Yf that can be a hell where heu'ns-ioy Phillis abydeth But say shew mee all Thyr. Harck then Amynt Tell speedyly Thyrsis Thyrsis Thy loue sits by a well sits naked alone by a well-spring Phillis sitts by a well and stays for gentle Amyntas Dar'st thou goe to thy loue and wilt thou goe to thy Phillis Amyntas What doth my deare life doth my loue sit by a wellspring What doth Phillis alone and naked stay for Amyntas Thyrsis None els but Daphne and Daphne woorks for Amyntas Otherwise she alone and naked stayes for Amyntas Naked but. Amynt But what this vile But murdreth Amyntas Thyrsis But Phillis knows not that Amyntas coms to the wellspring Amyntas O wellspring of woe this cold conclusion endeth All my hope conceau'd and draws confusion onward O pytyles Thyrsis was sowl-tormented
noe doubt I beleeue for it is most lyke that it is soe Phillis What strange news doe I heare what causd that death of Amyntas Daphne Thy death Phil. And I aliue Daph. Thy death was lately reported And he beleeus thy death and therfore seeketh his owne death Phillis Feare of Phillis death prou'd vayne and feare of Amyntas Death will prooue vayne too life eache thing lyuely procureth Daphne O Phillis Phillis thou knowst not what be the torments Of truelouers hart hart made of flesh as Amyntas Not flynte hart as thyne els wouldst thou loue that Amyntas Which lou'd Phillis more than life or sowle of Amyntas Phillis I know for I saw then when thou fledst from Amyntas Fledst when by reason thou shouldst haue kissed Amyntas Then did Amyntas tourne his poynted dart to his owne brest And thrust brest on dart and vile dart pierst in a moment Through his coate skyn flesh and would haue speedily pierced That same hart which thou hadst more vnluckily pierced But that I grasped his arme and stayd that desperat outrage And now that smalle wound perchaunce wil serue for a first proofe Of cursed courage and mynde vnkindely resolued And that dart make way and passage shew to a damned Knife or a balefull swoord with freer scope to be murdring Phillis Is this true Daph. Noe doubt Phil. But alas would noebody stay him O let 's goe let 's run let 's seek and search for Amyntas Yf that Amyntas dy'de when Phillis seem'd to be dying Then sith Phillis lyues let Amyntas truly be lyuing Daphne Yes yes quyckly Iran But whoe can deale with a madman Rage and griefe fro my sight conueyd him away in a moment Therfore now too late it 's too late now to be runnyng And thanck thy running that it is too late to be running Phillis O this fretts my soule Daphne this deadly remembrance Of my scornefull pryde that I then my Chastyty called And it Chastyty was but Chastyty noe-pyty-taking Now I repent it alas but now too late I repentyt Daphne Good God what doe I heare can Phillis now be repenting Can she relent or yeeld What playnt what passion is this Can proud Phillis loue Phil. Noe loue but yet pyty-taking Chorus When pyty runneth afore loue always hasteneth after And now Phillis loues since Phillis now pyty-taketh Daphne But too late Phillis too late O wretched Amyntas Thou eu'n lyke to a Bee that stings yet dyes as hee stingeth And his wounding life doth leaue in place that he woundeth Hast by thy death at last pierst Phillis through to the hart-roote Whereas in all thy life thou couldst not possibly moue her Now if Amyntas soule from flesh and blood be released And here wandreth abroade as I thinck it for to be wandring Let that sowle now see and ioy her paynes to bee seeing Sowle that lyuing lou'd and by death bought to be loued Chorus Pryce to the buyer deare and shamefull price to the seller Phillis O that my loue might once purchase life for Amyntas O that Amyntas life with my life might be redeemed Daphne When steedes are stollen then Phillis looks to the stable The second Scene Ergastus Chorus Phillis Daphne MY hart with pyty melts my sowl's soe drowned in anguish That noe sight noe sound obiects itself to my sences But drawes teares fro my eyes and horror brings to my hearing Chorus What 's this new mans news that makes hym looke thus amased Ergastus News of Amyntas death Phil. This deaths-newes brings mee to deaths dore Ergastus Most noble Pastor that these woods lately frequented Gentle loued of all to the Nymphs deare deare to the Muses And but a stripling dy'de and what death Chor. O let vs heare it O let vs heare it alas that wee may all be a mournyng His mischaunce our grief Phil. O deare God I dare not aproach hym Least that I heare these news yet these news must I be hearing Hart of stone hard hart curst hart what maks thee be fearing Goe and encounter these kniues these darts that he bringeth In sowle-wounding tongue there shew thyself to be stony Pastor I come for part of thease news rightly belonging Vnto my damnable hart and due more due to my hearing Than thou canst conceaue then spare not freely to geue it Ergastus Phillis I surely beleeue that I heard this wretched Amyntas With thy name his life and lamentation ending Daphne Il news differring is a plague as great as an ill news Ergastus Late as I mended netts on a hill foretroubled Amyntas Horribly vext and chaft in face and action altred Past by my side in a rage but I stept and hastened after And ouertook him for I mus'd what might be the matter Good fryend Ergastus qd hee then now doe me a pleasure Come with Amyntas now and marck what hee dooe's as a witnes Stand as a witnes by but first sweare soe to be standing And my deedes soe marckt in noe respect to be hindring Here I alas poore foole for whoe would euer imagin Such a detestable act as he purposd then to be woorking Rapt out horrible oathes straight way and sware by the mighty Nightwandring Hecate Pallas Pomona Priapus And Pan Pastors God that I would performe what hee wild mee Then did he leade me along to a steepe and horrible hill topp All abrupt and rough and made soe feareful a downefall That my lyms all quakt when I lookt fro the hill to the valley Here did he pause for a while and somewhat seem'd to be smyling Which rather made mee noe mischif for to bee deemyng Then qd he what thou see'st that tell to the Nymphs to the Pastors And at last these woords with a downe cast looke he resounded If that I could aswell commaund those greedy deuouring Throates and teeth of Woolues as I can soone leap from a hilltopp As my life did dye ô then soe would I be dying Then should these my lyms and cursed corps be dyuyded As those tender ioynts ô grief were all to be mangled But since frownyng skies wil'd beasts now will not aford mee Which yet I know in tyme wil come this flesh to be tearing This must serue short death though sharper death I deserued Phillis I come straight way I le com to thy company Phillis If thou doest not yet disdayne my company Phillis If that I were but sure that death brought end to thy anger And that my commyng would giue noe cause to molest thee Then should life with ioy leaue wel contented Amyntas Phillis I come scorne not scorne not my company Phillis Thus sayd lightly he leapt and headlong fell to the valley My soule quakt for feare Daph. O griefe Phil. O woeful Amyntas Chorus And why staydst him not wa st feare thy oath to be breaking Ergastus O noe for when I saw his mynde thus bent to that outrage Oaths in such case vaine I began to be lightly regarding And cought hould naught hould cought hould by a paltery gyrdle Paltery gyrdle
brake by the swing and weight of Amyntas Part with Amyntas went and th' other part I reteigned Chorus O but wher 's that corps and bruysed bones of Amyntas Ergastus God knows for by the fall my senceles soule was amased Neyther durst I behould his corps vnluckily quashed Chorus O strange news indeede breakneck breakheart of Amyntas Phillis O pytyles Phillis wel may thy hart bee a stony Hart if breakeneck news can not yet breake it a sunder Yf false tales of death her death whoe hated Amyntas Tooke his life yet away good reason then that Amyntas True death too true death whoe my hate louely requyted Should take life from mee and soe it shall with an endles Griefe of troubled sowle or a too too slowly reuenging Stroake of a murdring hande or this same peece of a gyrdle Peece of a gyrdle alas that left his mayster Amyntas For good cause that soe proud Phillis might be rewarded And his maysters death with Phillis death be requyted Luckles gyrdle alas of too too luckles Amyntas Take noe scorne for a while in a bosome vile to be lodged Sith to requyte to reueng thou mean'st therein to be lodged Phillis should haue beene true turtle-doue to Amyntas In this lightsome world but Phillis prowdly denyed Therfore by thy meanes Phillis shall meete with Amyntas In those darcksome dens as Phillis rightly deserued Chorus Poore distressed soule forbeare thyself to be plaguing His fact not thy fault drew his confusion onward Phillis Pastors why doe ye mourne What meane these heauy bewaylings Yf you mourne Phillis Phillis noe mercy deserueth Sith this merciles hart to Amyntas mercy denyed If you mourne his death whoe had noe cause to be dying Noe such mournyng can suffice for murdred Amyntas Dry those teares Daphne and wipe thy watery fountayns And come yet come not for mee but come for Amyntas Help mee to seeke and fynde t' entombe those bones of Amyntas For this I stay yet aliue this funeral obsequy only Phillis can performe for balefull loue of Amyntas And though murdring hand pollute soe sacred an office Yet sith Phillis her hand performs soe sacred an office This wil Amyntas take as a most acceptable office Daphne Phillis I yeeld my help his scattred bones to be searching But soe that Phillis make noe more talk of a dying Phillis All this whyle to myself did I lyue but now to Amyntas Or to Amyntas bones crusht bones soe long wil I liue yet And lyue noe longer my life his funeral ending Pastors But yet wher 's that way which leads to the downefall Chorus There and t'hill stands thence but a lytle more than a furlong Daphne Come let 's goe and search I le guyde thee the place I remember Phillis Pastors al farewel farewell fayre Pembrokianaes Yuy churches parck and fountaynes watery farewell Chorus This Nymph taks her leaue as though these soe many farewells Were her last farewell which should cause deadly departure The fifth Acte and first Scene Elpinus Chorus Lou's aeternall lawes are most vnworthily blamed Vpright laws in deede in shew though somwhat vnaequall And greate Lord of loue his men with mercy protecteth And yet with iustice with due moderation ordreth O by what strange meanes and wondrous ways fro the dungeon Of despayre to the bowre of blisse doth he bring in a moment His louing subiects loe gentle-mynded Amyntas Eu'n to the highest poynt of ioy hath clymbd by a downefall Vnto a loues Paradise by a hell ful of infynit horror Blessed Amyntas now soemuch more blessed Amyntas Now by how much then more wretch more cursed Amyntas Now may Elpinus conceaue some matter of hoping By thine example that he shall haue fortunat ending Of these loueles toyles and most vnluckly begynnyngs Chorus Sage Elpinus coms and speaks strange words of Amyntas As that hee were yet aliue and thinks his state to be happy For that he dy'de for loue and by death bought to be loued Bitter bowre of blisse where monstrous murder aboundeth Louing fooles Paradise that leaues his life to be loued What meanes Elpinus soe woeful an end to be wishing Elpinus Fryends leaue of mournyng you heard false news of Amyntas Chorus What did hee not leap downe Elp. Yes downe to his only desyred Ioyes and past by the shade of a feareful death to a heauen And now leaneth his head on brest of sweete bony Phillis Sweete bony Phillis now more louing now by a thousand Parts then loueles afore and sucks those sweetly beseemyng Teares from Phillis her eyes with a mouth with Nectar abounding And now nothing els is wanting vnto the full ioy Of thease louing sowls but that Montanus is absent And Montanus I seake whose woord maks absolut ending Chorus They re yeares are aequall and they re affection aequall And both learned alyke ô now Montanus is happy Happy to haue this stay and comfort vnto his ould age But shew yet what luck what God soe saued Amyntas Elpinus Heare ô heare then that whereof these eyes the beholders Were and whereof now this tong may well be reporter By my caue did I syt with Thyrsis down by the downe-fall Talking of my loue loueles yet louely Lycoris When from an high wee saw some man fall downe on a soddayn There was a heape of thorns and bows compact on a cluster Somewhat aboue our heads 't was his hap there first to be lighting Which although by the swing and weight it bursted a sunder And all came tumbling and fell downe flatly before vs Yet by this encounter that fall prou'd not to be mortall Though sore and painefull making him lye as amased One whole howre and more as vnable his eyes to be op'nyng Wee twooe astonyed to behold soe feareful an obiect Stood starck dumme for a while although wee knew t' was Amyntas But perceauing that this fall seem'd not to be mortall Our whole endeuours w'apply'de his woe to be swaging And sent one forth-with for cunnyng Alphesiboeus Alphesiboeus whom that greate God learned Apollo Made to be skilful in hearbs when he gaue mee the guyft to be singing But now in meane tyme when Thyrsis gan to rehearse mee All those secrete woes and forepast pangs of Amyntas Daphne and Phillis did meete vs there on a soddayne Daphne and Phillis whoe sought bruysd bones of Amyntas Whom they thought to be dead as then was told mee by Daphne But when Phillis saw her longlookt louer Amyntas Discolored bruysed sorewounded then with a raging Voyce and beaten breast on Amyntas flatly she falleth Face to Amyntas face and mouth to the mouth of Amyntas Chorus Was not Phillis abasht vnseemely to ly on Amyntas Elpinus Shame to a feynthart loue doth sometimes serue for a brydle But true loue indeede contemns soe basheful a brydle Afterward with teares his bloodles cheeks she bewashed And those teares soe wrought that Amyntas quyckly reuyued Op'ned his eyes and breathd which breath soe luckily vttred Encountring Phillis sweete breath was louely receaued With what an endles
day NOw bonylasse Phillis was newly betroathd to Amyntas By rich Montanus consent whoe yet for a long tyme Wedding day differd til his owne byrth day was aproaching That twooe solempne feasts ioynd fryendly togeather in one day Might with more meryment and more concurse be adorned Soe men on earth purpose but Gods dispose in Olympus For when as each thing was by the Father duly prepared And byrthwedding day now nere and nearer aproached Wedding by brydes death was most vntymely preuented And fathers byrth-day deaths-day to the daughter apoynted Deaths-day lamented many dayes by the woeful Amyntas Deaths-day which hastned deaths-day to the mourneful Amyntas Whose mournyng all night all day did weary the Mountaynes Weary the woods and winds and caues and weary the fountayns But when he saw in vayne his cheeks with teares to be watred Cheeks all pale and wan yet could not fynde any comfort Comfortles then hee turns at length his watery countnance Vnto the water streames and there his playnts he begynneth Heare ô Brooke these playnts heare ô sweete brooke my bewaylings And conuey them downe to thy kinsmans watery kingdome Downe to the world-washing main-sea with speedy reflowing World-washing mayne-sea will then conuey to the worlds-end This greeuous mournyng by the shore by the sands by the desert Desert sands and shore fit witneses vnto my mournyng And greate God Neptune perchaunce his mightyly-thundring Triton will commaund to recount what I feele what I suffer Raging heate of loue passing outragius Aetna Soe th' infamous fame of wretched louer Amyntas Blowne from th' east to the west by the sounding tromp of a Triton Through deepe seas passing at length may pierce to Auernus And fyelds Elysian where blessed sowles be abyding And there meete Phillis sweete sowle of Phillis among them Sweete sowle of Phillis stil stil to be mournd of Amyntas O what a life did I leade what a blessed lyfe did I leade then Happy Shepheard with a louing lasse while desteny suffred Vnder a Beech many tymes wee sate most sweetly togeather Vnder a broade Beech-tree that sunbeames might not anoy vs Eyther in others arms stil looking eyther on other Both many tymes singing and verses both many making And both soe-many woords with kisses soe-many myngling Sometymes her whyte neck as white as mylk was I tutching Sometymes her prety papps and brests was I bould to be fingring Whilst Phillis smyling and blushing hangd by my bosome And these cheeks of myne did stroake with her yuory fingers O ioyfull spring-tyme with pleasures wished abounding O those blessed days whilst good luck shinde fro the Heauens But since Phillis alas did leaue most cursed Amyntas Paines haue plagued alas both flesh and bones of Amyntas Noe day riseth alas but it hears these groanes of Amyntas Noe night commeth alas that brings any rest to Amyntas Night and day thus alas stil Phillis troubleth Amyntas Now if northern blasts should sound theyr feareful alarum And boistrous tempests come thundring downe fro the Heauens Soe that I were compeld with Sheepe and Kidds fro the pastures Down to the broade-brauncht trees thick-sett groaues to be skudding There to remayne for a whyle and all for feare of a scowring Phillis then doe I want then my sweete Phillis is absent Phillis then doe I want whose woont was then to be harcknyng All that I could of loue or goddesse louely remember Songs or lusty Satyrs and Fauni fryends to the Mountayns And cherefull Charites such songs as none but I only Only Amyntas made for none compar'd with Amyntas But now Phillis I want and whoe shall now be my Phillis Whoe shall marck what I sing what I say forsaken Amyntas Yf that I prayse Phillis these hills giue prayse to my Phillis And Phillis Phillis from rocks with an Eccho reboundeth Yf that I groane these trees with bending yeeld many groanyngs And very ground for griefe shews her complexion altred Soe this ground these trees these rocks and Eccho resounding All that I heare that I see geu's fresh increase to my sorrow Let those happy Shepherds keepe company fryendly togeather And I alone yeelding due mournyng vnto my Phillis I le now wander alone stil alone by the rocks by the Mountayns Dwelling in darck dens by the wylde beasts only frequented Where noe path for man where noe man 's seene to be passing Or to the woods I le goe soe darck with broad-shadoe braunches That noe sunne by the day noe moone by the night doe behould mee And that I heare noe voyce but Goblyns horrible outcries Owles balefull skrikings and Crowes vnlucky resoundings There shal these myne eyes be resolud in watery fountayns There shall these fountayns flow ouer a long by the pastures There wil I make such playnts as beasts shall mourne by my playnyngs Such playnts as strong trees shall rent and ryue fro the rooting Make wylde Panthers tame and mollyfy lastly the flynt stone And if I needs must sleepe I le take but a napp by my sleeping On bare and could ground these lyms all weary reposing Noe greene turfe to my head shall stand in steede of a pillow Noe bows or braunches geeue cou'ring vnto my carkas That some fowle serpent may speedyly geue my deaths-wound That this poore sowle may from flesh and blood be released And passing Stygian waters may come to the fayre fyelds Elysian fayre fyelds and dayly resort to my Phillis Meane while fryendly Shepherds plow-men marck what I tel you Disdaigne daynty Venus geue noe ground vnto the yong Boy Yong Boy but strong Boy take heede take heede by Amyntas Th' one with a fyre hath burnt and th' other pierst with an arrow Flesh and blood and bones what 's worse than a fyre than an arrow O bitter fortune of too too wretched Amyntas The second day AS soone as mornyng her shynyng rayes fro the Mountaynes Had shewne foorth and driu'n all starr-light quyte fro the heauens Then that vnhappy shepherd still plagu'd with vnhappyly louing Left those barren bancks and waters noe pyty-taking And on a crookt sheephooke his lyms all weary reposing Clymed aloft to the hills but alas very fayntyly clymed Kydds and Goates and Sheepe dryuing good man to the Mountayns For Sheepe Goats and kyds with pastures better abounding Then by the way thus he spake to the Sheepe to the Goats to the yong Kydds O poore flock it seems you feele these pangs of a Louer And mourne thus to behould your mournefull mayster Amyntas Your woont was some part to be bleating some to be skipping Some with bended browes and horned pates to be butting Sheepe to be gnapping grasse and Goates to the vines to be clymyng But now noe such thing but now noe lust to be liuely Sheepe and sylly Shepherd with luckles loue be besotted You for Amyntas mourne for Phillis mourneth Amyntas O with what miseries poore mortall men be molested Now doe I know right wel what maks you thus to be mournyng Thus to be tyred thus to be quayled thus
greeu'd disdanigeful prowd Amaryllis Whoe stil thought herself for bewties prayse to be peareles But let her hart ful of hate stil pyne let her eyes ful of enuy Stil be resolud in teares Phillis surmounts Amaryllis Phillis dead is alyue and soe shall lyue to the worlds end Phillis prayse shall scape from death and graue to the worlds end But what auayls it alas dead Phillis now to be praysing Phillis alas is dead it s too late now to be praysing And to renew ould thoughts and fond conceipts by my praysing Better it is to be low and neuer clymbe to a kingdome Than fro the scepter againe to be tumbled downe to the dunghill For what auayles it now that Phillis lulled Amyntas Luld him a sleepe in her arms and slept herself with Amyntas Vnder a cooling shade from scorching beames to defend vs Which sight made Aeglon and Mopsus teeth to be watry Or what auayls it now t' haue gathred ioyntly togeather Fragrant hearbs and flowrs by the mantled fyelds by the meddows Daffadil and Endyue with mournyng flowre Hyacinthus Thyme Casia Violets Lillies and sweet prety Roses For Nymphs and wood-gods gay garlands duly preparing Or what auayl's it now t' haue pluckt at Strawbery brambles Blackbery bryr's t' haue spoyld t' haue bared Mulbery branches With such contrey fruyte our basketts heauyly loading Or what auayls it now t' haue geu'n her soemany kisses Or t' haue taken againe in lyke sort soemany kisses Or what auayl's it now t' haue drawn our talk to the eu'nyng Or t' haue made our names with boxtree barck to be growing Names and vowes which nought but death could cause to be broken Woeful wretch that I am Phillis sorsaks mee for all this And forsaken of her death hath possest mee for all this And yet I am not sick vnles that loue be a sicknes But death coms creeping and lingring lyfe is a flytting And this differring of death is woorse than a dying Lingring fyre by degrees hath spent and wasted Amyntas As Meleager of ould whose life was left in a fyrebrand Fyrebrand cast to the fyre by the murdring hands of a mother When fatall fyrebrand burnyng did burne Meleager Euery day doe I weepe and euery howre am I wayling Euery howre and day dismall to the wretched Amyntas Yea mutch more wretched than that poore silly Prometheus Whoe for his aspyring for stealing fyre from Olympus Was by the Gods decrees fast bound with chaines to the mountayne Caucasus huge and cold where hee 's compelled an Eagle Eagle still feeding with his owne hart still to be feeding O Pan ô Fauni that loue with mayds to be lyuely Leaue your pipes your songs your dance leaue of to be lyuely Ioyne your teares with Amyntas teares and mourne with Amyntas And mourne for Phillis for Phillis leaueth Amyntas Phillis for your sake fine wafers duly prepared Phillis pleasd your eyes whilst Phillis dayntyly danced Phillis amydst fayre mayds was deemed stil to be fayrest And gaue grace to the rest with her eyes and comely behauyour As fayre lawrell trees be adornd with bewtiful Iuye As fine gold is adornd by the shynyng light o a Iasper Since death of Phillis noe ioys enioyeth Amyntas Euery good thing 's gone Phillis tooke euery good thing Contrey soyle laments and Contrey-men be a weeping And thou garden greene now powre foorth playnts with Amyntas Phillis thy sweete bancks and beds did water at eu'nyng Phillis amydst thy flowrs always was woont to be walking But now noe walking but now noe water at eu'ning Now best flowre is dead now Phillis gone fro the garden And you Christall springs with streames of syluer abounding Where fayre Phillis sawe fayre Phillis face to be shynyng Powre foorth floods of teares from those your watery fountayns Phillis will noemore see Phillis sit by the fountayns Phillis will noemore her lipps apply to the fountayns Lipps to be ioynd to the lipps of Ioue that ruleth Olympus And you darcksome dales and woods aye wont to be silent Where she amydst the Shepherds and toyling boisterus Heardsmen Her mylk-white shee-goats many tymes was woont to be feeding Lament and mourne for this Nymphs vntymely departure But Pan and Fauni but garden greene of Amyntas But you springs and dales and woods ay woont to be sylent Leaue of your mournyng I le geue you leaue to be silent Leaue to be silent stil geue you mee leaue to be mournyng Leaue to be mournyng stil let this most heauy departure This death of Phillis bring wished death to Amyntas Here did he pause for a while and home at night he returned The eyghth day NOw since fayre Phillis was chested duly the eighth tyme Night gaue place to the light and eu'ning vnto the mornyng Whē to the woods so wilde to the wilde beasts dangerus harbors Forsaking hye ways by the bye wayes passed Amyntas And there setts hym downe all wearyed vnder a Myrtle For grief stil groanyng with deepe sighs heauyly pantyng Stil Phillis namyng stil Phillis fayntyly callyng And must one wench thus take all the delyte fro the contrey And must one wench thus make euery man to be mournyng Euery man whose flocks on these hills vse to be feeding And must Aeglon weepe and must that fryendly Menalcas Weare his mournyng roabe for death of my bony Phillis And must good Corydon lament must Tityrus alter His pleasant melodies for death of my bony Phillis And must Damaetas for grief leaue of to be louing Must Amaryllis leaue for death of my bony Phillis And must drooping bull consume as he goes by the meddow Must Sheepe look lowring for death of my bony Phillis And must sighs seeme wyndes must teares seeme watery fountayns And must each thing change for death of my bony Phillis O then what shal I doe for death of my bony Phillis Syth that I lou'd bony lasse Phillis more dearly than all these Syth that I lou'd her more than I loue these eyes of Amyntas O then what shal I dooe forlorne forsaken Amyntas What shal I doo but dy for death of my bony Phillis Phillis whoe was woont with bowe and shafts to be shooting Phillis whoe was woont my flock with care to be feeding Phillis whoe was woont my mylch shee-goates to be mylking Phillis whoe was woont most handsome wench of a thousand Either clowted creame or cakes or curds to be making Either fine baskets of bul-rush for to be framing Or by the greene meddowes gay dancing dames to be leading Phillis whose bosome filberds did loue to be filling Phillis for whose sake greene lawrell lou'd to be bowing Phillis alas sweete Lasse Phillis this braue bony Phillis Is dead is buried makes all good company parted O how oft Phillis conferd in fields with Amyntas O how oft Phillis did sing in caues with Amyntas Ioyning her sweete voyce to the oaten pipe of Amyntas O how oft Phillis clypt and embraced Amyntas How many thousand tymes hath Phillis kissed Amyntas Bitten Amyntas lips and bitten againe of Amyntas Soe
wouldst woork such harme to a countrey-man that is harmeles But bloody boy thou art thou bearst bloody minde bloody weapons And thou most spitefull Nemesis whose hasty reuenging Hands are euer at hand whose mynde is mutable alwayes At miseries laughing at mens felicity grudging Why durst thou deale with what didst thou meane to be medling With louing Phillis with Phillis Louer Amyntas If that Phillis I kist or Phillis kissed Amyntas If that Phillis I clypt or Phillis clipped Amyntas If that I spent many howres in talking vnder a Myrtle Wast any greate offence any greate disgrace to a goddesse Wee were contrey folk twooe seeliest sowles of a thousand Those golden Diadems that state of a King or a Kingdome More fitt for Nemesis Phillis more fitt for Amyntas Who would thinck thou couldst on beggers thus be triumphing Why should silly Shepheards be molested thus by a Goddesse Nay godlesse Nemesis for thou doost noe-body goodnes And where's noe godnesse whoe thinks there can be a Goddesse And thou most hellish Lachesis more fierce than a Furie What reason foundst thou such mischif for to be working That by the gryping paines by the cold-hoate fits of an ague Phillis fit for a man shuld dy thus afore she be fitted O why shouldst thou take all comfort quite fro the countrey And make countreymen thus comfortlesse to be mourning Could not that sweete face nor that most seemely behauyour Nor that league of loue stil lasting leade thee to mercy But thy delite is death and blood thou only desirest Therefore bring me to death take liuing blood from Amyntas For my delite is death death only desireth Amyntas And to procure quick death it s fully resolu'd by Amyntas That faire Phillis againe may loue her louer Amyntas And yet about eu'ning with staggring stepps he retyred The eleuenth day NOw th' eleuenth day from death of Phillis aproached Which to the former rage that long possessed Amyntas Dogged new conceipts with more resolution added And shal I stay qd he now shal I wayte for greater aboundance Of sowle-tormenting horrors shal I stil be a dying And yet liuing stil Did I thrust my brest on a poynted Dart when Phillis liu'd though Phillis fled from Amyntas Yea did an vntrue tale did a heare-say woork in Amyntas Soe that he threw himself fro the hill topp desperat head-long Hearing Phillis death by Fuluia falsly reported And shal Amyntas now when he knows when he sees when he looks on Lookes on Phillis alas and see 's her fayntyly gasping Lookes and sees her alas her last last breath to be yeelding Lookes and sees those eyes with fathers hands to be cloased Eyes by Amyntas his hands more worthyly for to be cloased Lookes and sees dead sight her sacred face to be cou'red And corps embalmed shal hee now now feare to be dying Daphne stayd darts-wound and causd it not to be deaths-wound Desteny made downefall for that tyme not to be mortall But neyther Daphne nor cursed Desteny hencefoorth Shall withdraw this knife from bleeding brest of Amyntas Yf Daphne could not nor cursed Desteny would not Keepe Phillis from death why should they keepe me fro Phillis Once it was my chaunce my naked louely Diana For to behould by the well but alas my louely Diana Her poore Actaeons true loue vnkyndely requyted And freed Phillis did fly from freer Amyntas Afterwards forsooth our wedding day was apoynted Apples tutcht my chyn to my lipps streames louely aproached But when Tantalus hoapte his fruyte and streames to be tutching Apples fled fro my chyn fro my lipps streames louely retyred Brydall by buryall was most vntymely preuented Now if woorse doe remayne let come let come to Amyntas Ere that Amyntas dy for he meanes noemore to be trifling But this self-sacrifice to the sweetest Saint to be offring Goe poore Sheepe and Kydds sometyme the delite of Amyntas Seeke now somewhere els both boughes and grasse to refresh you Make your way by the fyelds and neuer staye for Amyntas Lodg your selus at night and neuer looke for Amyntas Some pytyfull goodman wil take compassion on you And feede you wandring and bring you home by the eu'nyng Now shal I neuer more your hornes with flowrs be adornyng Now shal I neuer more yourselus to the fyelds be a dryuyng Now shal I neuer more see you creepe vp to the Mountayns Now shal I neuer more sitt downe and sing in a valley Thinck it noe strange thing if Woolus dooe chaunce to deuoure you Sith that Woolues are lyke to deuoure your master Amyntas Vnles some good man this carkas chaunce to be cou'ring Goe poore louing dogg ould Light-foote seeke thee a master Get thee a new master since thyne ould master Amyntas Gets hym another dogg fowle Cerberus horrible helhounde Now shal I neuer more geue Light-foote bones to be gnawing Now shal I neuer more cause Light-foote glooues to be fetching Yf for thy feeding from a whelp thou meane to be thankfull Then keepe rau'nyng Woolus from wounded corps of Amyntas Pype fitt for meryment vnfitt for mourner Amyntas Hang on this myrtle til good luck send the a master More blessed master than tentymes cursed Amyntas Roses fayre and red which Phillis lou'd to be wearing Keepe stil fayre and red keepe fresh and louely for euer My red blood shal stil geue new supply to the rednes Yuychurch farewell farewel fayre Pembrokianaes Parck and loued lawndes and if fayre Pembrokiana Scorne not my farewel farewell fayre Pembrokiana Hills and dales farewell you pleasant walks of Amyntas Floods and wells farewell sweete looking glasse of Amyntas Now shal I neuer more my sorrows vtter among you Now shal I neuer more with clamors vaynly molest you Handkercher farewell sweete work of my bony Phillis Handkercher many tymes made moyst with teares of Amyntas Now shal thy Gelyflowrs which wanted nought but a rednes Proue perfect Gelyflowres my blood shal geue them a rednes Soe shal Phillis woork in part be the woork of Amyntas Hart of gold farewell which Phillis gaue to Amyntas Signe of a louing hart which greeues my heart to be leauing And would neuer leaue vnles that I meant in a moment This my liuing hart and hart of gold to be leauing Wedding ring farewell shee 's gone whose yuory finger Should haue been thy grace full well did I cause to be grauen In thy golden round those words as true as a Gospell Loue is a bitter-sweete fit woords for bitter Amyntas Farewell knife at last whose poynt engrau'd in a thousand Barcks of trees that name sweete name of my bony Phillis And hard by that name this name of Louer Amyntas Soe that in euery ash these names stood Phillis Amyntas And each Beech-tree barck bare these names Phillis Amyntas Pastors dayly did ask what folk are Phillis Amyntas Nymphs did dayly demaund who wrote this Phillis Amyntas But now loued knife thy paine is somwhat abridged Now write Phillis alone and noemore Phillis Amyntas Now write Phillis alone but
maide that sate on a rock by the sea-shore Sate on a rock full sad to behold this desperat outrage Sad yet not dismaid to behold this desperat outrage For that a maidens face was there well matcht with a mans-hart Lawrel crowned her head but her head gaue grace to the lawrell Left hand arm'd with a bow and back with a quyuer adorned Right hand held vp her head her thye was a stay to the right hand Head neuer mouing eyes euer fixed on one thing Fixed on one yong man sore wounded downe by the sea-shore Sore-wounded yongman now lifted his eyes to the heauens Heauily like to a man that 's wak'ned late from a dead sleepe And yet he seemed faire and looked louely for all that And though some bloody spots his face had lately defaced His whitenes by the red more fresh and liuely apeared Sore-wounded yongman for grief now closed his eye-lidds And yet he causd this mayd very steedily stil to behold him Stil to behold his wounds and face very steedily soe that Whosoe lookt to the mayd must alsoe looke to the yongman Whoe when he came t'himself these woords very faintily vttred And art thou yet saulf thou sweetest soule of a thousand Or by thy death hast thou augmented this bloody slaughter Whether death doe triumph or whether life be prolonged Whom Loue hath ioyned noe death shall cause to be seu'red In thee alone doe I ioy and for thee alone am I liuing On thee alone doe I see my wealth to be wholly depending And thee alone I doe loue that sweete Nymph quickly replyed On thee alone I relye therefore was I fully resolued With this knife loe here t' haue speedily giu'n mee my deaths-wound But that I lookt for life and hoapt for a tymely recou'ry Thus said lightly she leapt fro the stone which made the beholders Like men lately amazd with a lightning run to the bushes And there hyde themselues for feare and wonder among them For standing vpright this mayde more stately apeared And much more diuine and farr more lyke to a Goddesse Her shafts on shoulders did clash by her hasty remouing Her gold-wrought garments by the Sun-beames glystred about her And fro the greene garland her fayre hayre sweetly beseeming Scattred abroade by the wynde fell dayntily downe to the gyrdle Which princelyke marching of a mayden greatly apaled Those timorous vagabonds whoe peeping out fro the bushes Saw thus a strange wonder but knew noe cause of a wonder Some said Sure this Nymph must needs be the mighty Diana Some rather thought her that great Aegyptian Isis Whom those men worshipt and some were flatly resolued That some Priest of Gods inspyr'd with fury from heauen Had causd that bloodshed soe euery man was a gessing Noeman gessed aright noeman came nere to the matter But shee away gan fly and ran forthwith to the yongman Weeping sore for his hurts his wounds very daintily wiping Kissing embracing pitying and greatly bewayling His late misfortune and griefe which causd the beholders Quickly to change their minde and former opinion alter And are these said they such wondrous woorks of a Goddesse What can a Goddesse kisse can a Goddesse clip thus a dead-man What can such loue-tricks and fancies fly to the heauens Nay then downe le ts goe and see what may bee the matter Soe then downe they goe to behold what might be the matter Goe to the mayde whoe then this yongmans wounds was a dressing When they came to the mayde they stopt and staid on a soddaine And not a woord for life was there once vttred among them And not a deede for life was there attempted among them But like stocks or stones they stoode very ghastly beside her When she beheld the shadoes of men stand rightly before her And perceaued a sound and noyse of somewhat about her Thereat somewhat mou'd herself shee remoued a litle And lookt back for a while but againe very speedily stouped Downe to the yongmans wounds and them with care was a dressing Noething troubled at all to behold that company theeuish Which there gapte for a pray and glistred in armor about her Such is true-loues force that where it taketh a lyking There noe payne is felt noe pleasure can be regarded In respect of that which is soe dearely beloued But when those Rakehells gan march on bowldly before her With fowle black visages making some shew of an onset Vp then againe poore wench herself shee began to bee lyfting And thus spake theyr lookes and countnance ougly beholding Yf that you be the ghosts of such as lately departed Then doe yee vs greate wrong with such strange sights to molest vs For moste parte of you your selus haue fylthyly murdred And wee for our sauegard God knowes were forc't to be fighting Syth force and violence were offered vnto my person Yf not ghosts but men then sure yee bee theeues as apeareth By your night-walking and wee shall thinck it a pleasure If you cause our death our death cause griefe to be dying Thus shee bewayld her woe but alas those barbarus outlawes Vnderstood noe woord noe part of her heauy bewayling But there left them alone as noething lyke to be starting And ran straight to the ship with treasures wished abounding With precious diamonds gold syluer curius arrace Cloathes and finest sylk themselus all heauyly loading Other wares that were of lesse price lightly regarding When that enough was brought and pray pleasd greedy desyring All was caste on a heape and then they fell to dyuyding And parting booties by the greatenes not by the goodnes Thincking afterwards of those poore sowles to determyne Pooreman poore mayden But now whilst this was a working Other theeues gan aproach whose foremen lustyly praunsing Were two stout horsemen resolute and fram'd for an onset First theeues feare last theeues one robber robbeth an other Feare and fly for feare and leaue theyr booty behynde them Least by a quyck pursuyte theyr pray might chaunce to betray them Into the hands of these last theeues in number abounding They ten these thrice ten Now now that louely Virago Was captyued againe poore sowle and yet not a captyue For these last rouers though greedyly bent to the booty Yet somwhat fearefull theeues always vse to be fearefull And with wonder amasd such sight might well be a wonder Paused a whyle and thought those former theeues to be autors Of this fowle outrage but when they lastly reflected Theyr distracted sight to the braue and glorius obiect Of sweete Nymph with strange attyre yet costly adorned Stowt-hart Nymph that styrd not a foote nor feard any danger And yet well too well shee might haue feared a danger Constant Nymph whose eyes hart hands were bent to the yongman Louing Nymph pytying this youngman more then her owneself And yet most pytyfull God knows shee seemed her ownself Theeues themselus rude theeues were eu'n compeld to be wondring At this mayds courage nothing dismayd at a myschif At this mayds