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A16599	The shepherds starre now of late seene, and at this hower to be obserued merueilous orient in the East: which bringeth glad tydings to all that may behold her brightnes, hauing the foure elements with the foure capitall vertues in her, which makes her elementall and a vanquishor of all earthly humors. Described by a gentleman late of the right worthie and honorable the Lord Burgh, his companie & retinue in the Briell in North-holland.	Bradshaw, Thomas, fl. 1591.; Theocritus. aut; Bradshaw, Alexander, fl. 1591.	1591 (1591)	STC 3508; ESTC S108276	27,823	60

her purse Your science makes you often in hope of a faire weather to clime the mountaines where the Muses stand with goads in their handes to repel you swaines and you forsake the base and humble valleis which are more fit for you Corydon This and more of Amaryllis will her true hearted swaine indure onely impatient of this that I should haue Tityrus my Riuall Tity Onely impatient of this that I should haue Corydon my Riuall Cor. Wherefore I pray you Dicite Riualem vix ego ferre Iouem Amaryllis No I am onely impacient in this that you should striue about nothing Cor. Are you nothing Amaryllis A. I am no such thing C. Why not A. Because I am not C. That is a womans simple reason A. It is a good and subtill reason For in all things that are so your senses ought to take notice that they are so and not to call in question why they are so Libro 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Aristo lib. 1. Analyt For your Aristotle hath it in his wisedome that Sensus nulla de re cur ita sit indicat As if it be fire no reason to aske why it is hoat but onely to haue relation to the effect of the thing As if it be fire to know that it is hoat if water to knowe that it is colde Tit. And if a woman to knowe that shee is wilfull Cor. And if faire to knowe that shee may be false Ama. And if a man to know that he knowes manie more then women and therefore he that is euery where they say he is worthy to be no where Tity How know you that men know many things Ama. Because many things are knowen of them Tit. Why that is the same by the same which is no good reason A. So is their knowledge the same by the same which is no good order Tit. How Ama. As to know the yonger by the elder C. Blame not men therein Amaryllis A. Why by what rule Corydon C. Because newe wine hath often an olde garland Ama. I but good wine neede no garlande nor good women any such customers Tit. You say well for they are knowen as well without a Poesie in their brestes as if they had it written within their Rings Viresco semper vulnere A. But tel me Corydon by what priuie marke of countenance I may know the complexion and disposition of such creatures Cor. In the male note a bonnye-face leane it signifieth a dailaborer a man of a cold nature by reason of manie losses at sea A. How at sea C. What Sea you will either the Sea where Flemish hoyes beare English burthens or English hoyes beare the French loading whether you will Am. And how in a woman C. In a woman if shee be shamelesse who of nature should be shamefaste And though in a man the face is almost immutable yet in such a woman verie soone Vultus mutatur nā a volando dicitur Their countenance is comming and going for it is deriued of a fugitiue word by reason that euery Arte hath speciall termes to expresse it If shee looke yll you may soone perceiue it for the countenance is a certeine sylent speech and dombe shewe to declare what the minde and the bodie are Amaryllis I but is all this any thing certeine that you haue tolde mee Cor. Not so sure as neuer otherwise But this knowe Amaryllis that these thinges are most apparant in men women such as are not regenerate and washed from the inclination of Nature As in the Adamites whose hard heartes want mortifying of gouernement Naturae sequitur semina quisque suae Euerie man followeth his instillation of Nature The vse of Physiognomie is verie auncient For Iacob the father of all shepherdes tolde by Labans physiognomie vnto his wiues what minde Laban bare towardes him Amaryllis Then I see some certeintie to be in the science But in a worde giue me the signification of a comely person and of a deformed creature what they are noted throughout all partes to be in both sex Corydon In a worde a woman faire in all partes without some secrete or hidden blemish cannot be without faire conditions and honest for shee is called of the Primotor of all things Man hu Respond Danum Dei. as one deformed in the least sort is not without some fault notorious So is it of all people an old saide sawe and prouerbially true Distortum vultum sequitur distantia morum Of them beware whome God hath any waie noted in the face or else where They that are not deformed are more like their Creator whose perfection in his creatures shewes him to be without blemish or deformitie By this you haue a faire caueat to beware the imperfection in shape of Tityrus my fellowe swayne whom you haue often noted for his sauage lookes and loue you the simplicitie of Corydon whom you haue found though somewhat mutable yet alwaies honest in indeuour to perfourme his obedience though in deede too short of his dutie And if time shall heale greifes by killing of care then Amaryllis my herdes of Deere and flockes of sheep mounted vpon mine owne hils where my little mansion is euen Tame like sheepe intangled as are their leaders thoughtes shall waite vpon you to paie their owne ransome with their dearest bloud A. I but Corydon shall not I waite too long vpon them first Care is yet but yong and therefore strong ynough to fight with Time and Time is rather a deuourer of mens expectations then a healer of their griefes for to gape for dead mens shooes is often to goe barefoot And whiles your parkes may be cloathed with Flora your woods armed with strength and your Swannes that in Leander at the bottom of your mount do surmount in number we may be laughed at by your pleasant fieldes that shall be for our present follie that is may be blowed coldly vpon by your boysterous Okes yet haue we no aucthoritie to control them with the Axe And your louely Swannes muing themselues vnder your chamber windowe may make vs wish our enuious eyes were out rather then to be hold so much future pleasure so little present ioy And what were this for vs to be in obedience of elder Care as his children continually You be gotten as it were of his owne marrowe I adopted to be the daughter of Care for loue of you You in want of maintenance to liue a shepherds life I in want of sustenance to die a lingring death or if lingring in subiection cannot happilie die but must in viewing about your bitter sweete delights behold any of mine owne consort as the Nightingale which now in my virginitie carrieth no fether to her nest but asketh leaue first of me to accompanie her with the noates of my simple voice that thereby the labour may seeme more easie yet then I shall see them carrie apace but must needs thinke as they poore they do That not for me but for others this nest

I will rest your scholler still for your vertues but no louer of anie ones person Cor. Why then my song shall be of patience perforce and I will still be attendant vpon your preferment though I meane to goe hide my shame in my fathers woods that once might not haue repented mee too late but haue releeued my true loue in time euen with the enioying of Amaryllis whose ioyes nowe increased shall increase my bad Muse to intreate of them day and night And nowe both you fountaines drierie woods lende of the infinite soundes and innumerable busshes in you a verse for euerie budde and a line for euerie leafe And you immeasurable mountaines in heighth expressing my high desire in euer-liuing greenes manifesting my eternall good will in hugenes remembring her impossiblenes of me nowe to be embraced in hauing but one waye to go vp and that verie narrowe it foresheweth that onely vertue must be the path that leadeth vnto her In being stored with Cedar trees foretelleth mee that shee inclyneth to high honours In being stored with sheepe sayeth shee shall be riche In hauing a fountaine sheweth shee hath wisedome In hauing humble and lowe vallies sheweth that shee hath true humilitie In bearing the name of Pimplea assureth the beholders that none must presume before they be called lest they be repelled by her swaines with their hookes and by her maynie with their whips You senceles creatures receiue mee into your herd for as mute a creature though not so brute a substance as you till I being well acquainted with your kinde yeeld glorie to my mistresse for making mee silent as you do to your creator for making you a subiect Yet not silent Corydon til I haue said my mind once more to moue her spirites to sing vnto my Roundilay her mornings tune which putting vpō with her gown all grauitie shee may vse to modulat to this dittie Corydons Hymne to the praise of Amaryllis Would mine eies were cristall fountaines Where you might the shadow view Of my griefes like to these mountaines Swelling for the losse of you Cares which curelesse are alas Helplesse haplesse for they grow Cares like tares the number passe All the seede that loue doth sowe Who but could remember all Twinkling eies still representing Starres which pearce mee to the gall Cause they lend no lenger lighting And your Nectar lips alluring Humane sence to tast of heauen For no art of mans manuring Finer silke hath euer weauen Who but could remember this The sweet odors of your fauour When I smeld I was in blisse Neuer felt I sweeter sauour And your harmles hart annointed As the custome was of Kings Showes your sacred soule appointed To be prime of earthly things Ending thus remember all Clothed in a mantle greene T is ynough I am your thrall Leaue to thinke what eye hath seene Yet the eie may not so leaue Though the thought do still repine but must gase till death bequeath Eies thoughtes vnto their shryne Which if Amaryllis chaunce Hearing to make haste to see To life death shee may aduaunce Therefore eies thoughts go free Now Amaryllis ending my mirth beginnes my moane Now departing from your sight I shall be blinde and from your presence I shall perish Yet vouchsafe beauties wanton darling so called for that you haue beene pleasant with my Kiddes and learned to smile quickly of dame Flora your grandmother suffer my thoughtes to be sent as suters to your honour to protect their basenes though my bodie be absent from your sight by reason of vnworthines Nowe I haue fed a wanton eie I will go feede my starued flocke and sith greater dignitie is befallen Amaryllis then my infirmitie must thinke of my accustomed boldnes shall not approch your presence without some present worthie to gratifie so high degree All this while Tityrus gathers my straying flockes to his straying thoughtes keepes my Kiddes from pride which would insult sith they haue notice of Amaryllis successe But let Tityrus my beloued Riuall beware lest that Libyan white one which wanting a play-fellow and going to Amaryllis fountaine to seeke her do not fall into a phrensie for absence of his foster mother and so strike him sodaynly with her horne O gracious Amaryllis why do you recall me your quondam louer roming like the Woodoses in these groues to view that you must flie them and go to Dianas courtes Do you hate me No. Then you must loue mee True For in Dianas nymphes there is but two dispositions and in a woman ther is no third thing Mulier aut amat aut odit nihil est tertium Then do so still Shall I be the same in fauour when I come to mans state as now being a beardlesse youth Then destroy me presently that I may die before the cogitations of departure bereaue me of my ioyfull blisse Behold I cast before thee twelue Queenapples though the Gods sent down but one all pourporting this poesie To the fairest of twelue I gathered them from a tree planted with thine owne hand which makes them looke so like heauenly foode Beholde my bitter griefe Why hide you your face Amaryllis Would I were made a humming Bee to serue Dianas hyues that so in her mount garden I might see my Amaryllis mounted wearing her daily garland knotted with her owne haire to shewe how shee hates to weare anie other bodies Thyrsus Nowe do I know O loue that thou art a plagie god Certes some Lyonesse was thy foster mother or else the Poets faine when Iaculus you ranne away from your own mother Or else you were Astyages sonne one of the first Monarchie that was whom when your mother was with childe of you your father dreamed that shee bare a Vinebranch in her womb that would ouershadowe all Asia Asking counsell of the Soothsayers what brood shee shoulde breed they tolde true such an one as would disturbe all Nations and deposede your own father from rule of himselfe Then he gaue thee O Cupid to Harpagus to be ouerwhelmed with the obliuious waues of the Sea But he vnhappie engine of all mens woe returning into a wood in vnlucky Persia there left thee at randome to the wide worlde Then Spacon which in the Persian language is a dogge was thy Nurse and so art thou cruell by his education Such an one is Loue that whom a mad dogge byteth he is madde presently vppon it I burning with inwarde fire seeking with outward teares to quench the outward apparant flame of loue my teares serue to smother my heat the smoke whereof is the sooner seene So outwarde medicines shewe there to be inwarde griefes Faire looking like the glorious Diamond in worth the most precious Pearle Nymphe embrace a shepherde with your lookes then they may kisse mee though I not them with the lippes of admiration In faire lookes are vayled with modestie sweete kisses I will go gather a Coronet and will weaue infolde it with the knottes of truest loue

a monster from which one taken away causeth present death As they say Pythagoras writ for his firme to al his epistles two in body one in minde C. I hold it felicity for me to be borne onlie to heare you speak but more happie it were for me to die quickly if this be true for then I see by the perspectiue glasse of your angelical beauty how it is written in my forheade that my heart dooth bleed for loue yet if neither of vs stand in election and because the gawdie day is come the fellowship is granted to some noble personage that can shewe best friendes for it then giue Corydon leaue to sacrifice for his losse the simplest guift that may be a handfull of lines in ease of a world of sorrows A. You may do wel to writ that with your wit you may write a way your care no doubte but hauing Mars lefte you if Neptune fauour you as he did Pelops you may winne king Aenomaus daughter in warlike race so comming home if your hungrie father Tantalus be aliue he may bake you in a pie and bidde the gods to the banket for ioy of your departure out of this miserable worlde but beware leaste Ceres be there at the feast for shee will eate a whole shoulder of you for meere spite because she knoweth that you haue beene verie vnfaithfull to women kinde But if Mercurie loue you so wel as he did Pelops and lend you an Ivorie shoulder to beare away a bobbe and commaund Clotho to call you to life againe then come to me and I will say more to your matter of loue till then I praye you giue mee leaue to chuse whether I will loue you or not C. Some women thinke it is as martiall a victory with their tongues to ouercome win the wisp as we shepheards with our pipes to win the garland But in al the dialogues wher shepherds vse to speak note that he which speaketh last ouercōmeth most Would I might say no more but Vici as none may saie not Veni vidi as all may saie or Veni vidi vici as Caesar and those which are more worthie of your presence A. And would I cold conquer Caesar with words as he won some nations without deeds then I protest Corydon should feede my sheepe on the mountaines and Tityrus my goates on the rocks but vnto my presence no such vulgare creepinge wormes should approch no not to my solitary presence Tit. Content you faire ladie albeit you are the pride of euerie braunche it standeth with your humility honor to entertaine seruice sometimes vnto your person least forgetting what you are you remember what you should not and so alwaies vsing to walke in the aire you forget to walke aright vpon the earth for want of the true vse of your selfe you maie soone fall For all thinges that are of great substance do decline down-ward the light things are lifted vpwarde so you maie catche that foule fall on the backe C. Tityrus counsell is good though somewhat swinish A. And so is not your talk because it is more then swanish C. You are not to be angry when you are giltles for that is not the intire property of a courtier but rather the cōtrary A. Neither are shepherds to prate but of goates lambes T. So we do of the lambes of Venus which cause the sons of carefull parentes to come home once a yeere for their sins with the prodigall when they haue eaten acornes for their mistris sake seuen long yeers C. Come Tityrus let vs sing for Amaryllis sake contend for her sith wee can not haue her giuen vnto mee T. Then if I sing best king Midas shall iudge for me because her dignitie ought not to be censured by one no worthie then our selues A. Doe so and if hee iudge for either of you I will bestowe a greene Veluet hoode on him to hide his Asses eares and on you both my iollie Shepheards two Oten pipes that you may conuoye vnto his eares such melody as is most fit for his merite R. M. A.H.A.As But begin your plaine song Corydon and Tityrus contention Cor. In a time of merrie sporte Amaryllis did resorte With her gratious louing lookes To the Chrystall running brookes Where I Corydon did dwel Corydon the sheapheardes spell For to shepheardes doth belong All the pride of wanton song There to Amaryllis viewe Shepheard sent his homage dwe Such a seruice as of right Came to short of such a wight For I sent my thoughtes vnfit To admire at such a wit And I sent my daseling eyes To behold the Empire skies Tity Shepheard leaue thy fonde conceite For her beautie prooues a beyte To beguyle the craftist eies That in court doe skale the skies Like as fishes saye to flee When dame Venus star they see Cor. O sweete Amaryllis face Giues my muse a sower disgrace Drownds in Lethe al my arte Setteth at her heele my smarte Tityrus my fellowe swaine Seekes her heauenly lookes to gaine Tity T is our tender Lambes haue part Of the ioyes of her sweete hart They as she and she as they Innocentes faire lookes bewray Cor. Amaryllis whiles we striue Keepes our tender flockes aliue For our flockes well kept doo prooue That she cares not for our loue Tity Haplesse wee and happie shee Of all that dwell in Italie Corydons contention In Crotona Sicill mount Amaryllis Paramount Liues and loues no worldlie fame Loues of life to keepe her name He that dooth approch her grace Must appeare an Angels face For her presence will appale Him that best can tell his tale Whispering lips like nets which call Heauenly quailes to be her thrall Sweet notes liking to inspier Like but not like Syrens hier Such a voice as dooth inchante Nightingals her walks to haunt In both cheekes her ruddy type Makes them sing of cherries ripe Then like Ecco she dooth vse Notes which makes thē stay muse Notes which from the hearers eye Make drops fall as from the skie Notes which through her straunge right eye Send forth pictures of the skie Which eie when it dooth ascende Then behold I see my ende For no tongue can then relate How sun-beames loue thoughtes amate Apelles by whom only Princes were pictured began Amaryllis so exquisite that he cold not finish because he could not conceiue her perfection where vpon he remembred Venus picture far vnfit to expresse Amaryllis Apelles did misse to applie In her picture this right eie Where vpon some do coniect By that shadowe imperfect He meant Amaryllis shape And that Venus was her ape Then did Zeuxis frame her shape In her brest a bunch of grape For loue whereof in her sweete brest Nightingales do make their nest As tame fowles so they afforde All the yeare birdes to recorde And in the merrie month of May Nightingales for night and day In the sequel of the yeere To her voice their burden beare In the Quire of

with greene lawrell Apollos scepter which shall betoken her wisedome and with the Myrtle faire Venus Poesie which shall shewe her beautie And with Amaranthus Dianas herbe whereby bloud is stenched so may shee imitate the herbe and haue remorce Wo is mee what Aetna shall I possesse Will not Amaryllis heare Then off goes my pastoral robes made of my dearest Goates cloathing and into this Lethe I runne where if I be not drowned yet eternall forgetfulnesse shall make mee happie Yet there the fisher Olpis still watching may take mee to be the great fishe Thynnus and so saue my life and bring mee to shame againe But I will do it for then sure I am that some pleasure in hope that I am dead will possesse Amaryllis so shee retourning with ioy to see I maye take her in her good mood All is in vaine Diana calleth and honour allureth Lately I asked counsell of Agraeo a Prophetesse howe to knowe whether Amaryllis shoulde euer loue mee shee taught mee to take Telephilon a kinde of leafe that Pepper beareth so called of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 because it foresheweth loue and to clap the leaues in the palme of my hand If they yeelded a great sound then surely shee should loue me greatly if a little sound then little loue But either I was deafe being senceles through loue or else no sound at all was heard and so Agraeo the diuinatrix tolde me a true rule Nowe I preferre my garlande made in sorrowfull hast of which the flowers some signifying death som mourning but none belōging to marriage do manifest that Amaryllis hath no respect of meane men Come gentle Amaryllis I wil go fetch that milkewhite Goat which hath nowe a twinne which you haue euer liked sacrifice her to your liking Will you not Then Erithacis rich though not so faire who is an earnest suter to me shal haue them because shee is delighted with my presence But my right eie watreth t is a signe of somewhat do I see her yet O faire Amaryllis be not angrie though I talke idlely and speake like one distract At the foote of this Pine tree I will ende my lamentations where perhaps shee may looke backe and see mee for shee is no Adamant I would I could preuent her swift pace as Hippomanes did vnto Atalanta with golden Apples which Venus hath sent mee to cast before her that shee stooping to golde might be ouertaken But gold cannot tempt Chastitie I would with Bias make shift to obtaine faire Perones though the Oracles said I should die for it if I take the labour in taske But shee seeketh not the death of a louer I would with Adonis one of mine owne facultie for loue of Venus watch so long in the woods that the wilde bore should slay mee for my duetie But shee hating to be called Venus wil rather let me continue dead then reuiue mee for loues sake as Venus did her Adonis I would be like Endymion if I could who for that he eschued all loue and followed Dianas life he fell in delight with perpetuall hunting in the woods But Amaryllis will not be Luna to induce me into a perpetuall sleepe to the intent to imbrace mee but will be Luna to the intent to flie from mee I would be Iason if shee would be Ceres and vouchsafe to sleepe with mee 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 quasi 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 then might shee be Ceres in deede quasi Geres but that were admirable that by one bare sleepe should happen yet might shee be Ceres for shee beareth glad tydings vnto him that shall haue her Thus I fainting and shee not caring must thinke that what is haplesse should be carelesse but that will not be Then heere will I lye and let my flocke starue that when the Wolfe hath eaten them he may be so good vnto mee This shal please Amaryllis rather then continuall importunitie yet departing honie of the Combe shal be my food yet will I eate nothing but sweete thoughts and the ioyce of Pieres shal be my drinke yet will I drinke nothing but the spring water that shee last washed in Where by the puritie I shal thinke of her sinceritie and see my sorrowes written in the sandes Here will I waite haunt these plaines woods looking for no companion but the louing birde which delighteth to behold the face of a man of him I will loue to behold the face of a goddesse Heere shal I finde none to tune vnto mee but that ladies birde that counterfaiteth to chatter with a small shrill voyce as they do faines the voice of a Ladie to whom I will vse to saie O the voice of a goddesse And whiles Tityrus is with our flock in Crotona I will sit heere till I see Diana come bie will bethinke mee vpon a number of Hieroglyphiks which I will compose in some order shortly and preferre them to Amaryllis In the meane while let this my Roundilay end my follie Sith the Nimphs are thought to be happie creatures For that at faier Helicon a Fountaine Where all vse like white Ritch Iuorie foreheads Daily to sprinckle Sith the quire of Muses atend Diana Euer vse to bathe heauie thoughts refyning With the Siluer skinne Ciuet Mir vsing For their adornment Sith my sacred Nymphs priuiledge abateth Cause Dianas grace did elect the Myrtle To be pride of euery branch in order last of her handmaides Should then I thus liue to behold euerted Skies with impure eyes in a fountaine harbourd Where Titans honor seated is as vnder All the beholders Helpe wofull Ecco reabound relenting That Dianas grace on her helpe recalling May well heare thy voice to bewaile reanswere Faire Amaryllis Fairer in deede then Galataea fairest Of Dianas troope to bewitch the wisest With amasing eye to abandon humors of any Gallants Shee Thetis faier Galataea modest Possis simul Thetidē Galataeam amar● set voluptatem gloriam contra Prouerbium Albeit some saye in a Chrystall often T is a rule there lurketh a deadly poyson T is but a false rule For what Yse is hid in a Diamond Ring Where the wise beholder hath eyes refusing Allabasters vaines to no workeman hidden Gold to no Touchstone There bedeckes fairest Rosamond the fountaine Where resorts those greene Driades the watrie Nimphs The Driades are supposed to be trees that haue life and sense of Oliue plants recreat by Phaebus Till they be maried So beginning ends the report of her fame Whose report passing any pennes relation Doth entreat her loue by reinspiration To dull heads yeelding faer eies reflection Still to be present FINIS