greefe vpon gréefe Vnto a wofull hart that grones Thou hast incurred displeasure of thy friend Lewis I meane will sure reuenge the same Fond man I did presume a note too hie And if I did yet Lewis doe thou impute This fréendles fault to loues blinded folly That may not be for Fredericke did amisse And therefore shame doth bid mee flie Farewell Lewis though I be forced to shunne Fredrick repents who first the fact begunne A mournfull Dittie for the Death of Calipolis C Come mournfull Muses shed your teares Come grone you Graces three A And courtly Dames hang downe your heads to mourne amaine with mee L Lend Driades boughes bring pleasant sproutes to decke thys Tombe withall I In heauenly sort come Satyrs sing sith death this wight did call P Paint foorth her shrine Dianas Nimphes embaulme her with the sweetest flowers O On euery corner let Poets write these words Both Prince and Pesant death deuours L Like to the glorious flower that growes all creatures are on earth I In cropping it the flower dies thus doe we lose our breath S So all things liuing soone decayes But the grace of God doth last alwayes Héere will I leaue Fredericke and returne to Lewis who hauing heard newes of the death of that sweete Calipolis entered into these speeches Vnfortunate Lewis the most vnfortunate of all men because more distressed then any straine floodes of teares distill them downe thy chéekes let scalding sighes be portion of sad lament thou louedst her well and therefore maist lament thou heldest her deere and therefore maist thou grieue Griefes sobs and sighes compound in one bewaile her death that now is dead and gone gone yea shée is gone and with her goes my ioy life lingers but a space Why leytereth death sith I desire to die for life is irksome and I loth it I. Ah now I see that I haue often heard a dog hath his day tides obserue time and all liuing creatures are tyed to a decorum The Cedar tree is shaken with the Northen blasts as well as the smallest willow shrubs The more beautifull flower soonest eyther parched with Sommers heate or infected with Caterpillers The Heban blossoms open with the dewe and shutte with the Sunne the leaues of Licoris when it is most wettest without is then most dryest within the smoother streame the deeper water a hote sunne-shine fore-tells a shower The playing of the Porpos prognosticates a fatall disparagement the purest die the most subiect to staynes the brightest blossome the soonest blasted the ripest fruite the quickliest rotten Euery plant hath his spring and euery Tree is subiect to his fall The Cherry is first gréene but comming to a more gay collour is suffered to grow no longer the smallest hayre hath his shadow and the meane shrub beareth a shade All trées florish not that are grafted in February some perrish with the frost in May and blast before they bud euery thing of what nature soeuer keepes obseruation of times Time past cannot be recalled backe shee is deade quoth hee and there-with gaue a sigh with the water stealing downe his cheekes The pride of all that euer Nature made the beauty of which bright shining Antiphofix is shadowed not with obscure night but dismall death Might acts of Chiualrie quoth he attaine to recall her to life or a world of farre-fetched wealth might preuaile to procure the same I would aduaunce my shielde plume my Crest comfort my neuer daunted hart with Alexander eyther to bée Monarch or turne the world to a ruinated Chaos otherwise attempt with Pellecretio to rippe the bowels of the sole worlde from Archypelligon right vnder Capricorne to Causaro fire burning Tropica Or els if phisicke might but be a meanes I would with Aesculapius séeke out the sence although seauentie seauen yéeres I studied for the same But all in vaine I breathe these sadde laments not all the tongues in the world can call the dead to life againe therefore Lewis resolue thy selfe aswage those follies loue hath bredde in thy breast and sith the Fates determined her death send for Mountgramet the actor of so foule a deede comfort thy selfe and cut off his dayes Now will I leaue Lewis resolued to reuenge her death vpon Mountgramet and returne to Mountgramet who hearing it muttered about as such a tale will flie about a towne and ring in euery ones eare like a saint bell that the King tooke great displeasure at the death of Calipolis and meant with all speede to seaze vpon his goods and depriue him of his life which bred such a terror in his hart that t was no boote to bid him flie fell into these spéeches Ah Mountgramet quoth hee wiping away the teares that gushed from his eyes Asses biey danse aqui fortune chante happie is that man on whom Fortune smiles and better vnborne then alwaies to liue in care ouer-cloyed with griefe The â—ath of Calipolis flieth like winged Pegasus or Swallowes in 〈◊〉 sun-shine day and Lewis hath vowed my death whether shal I flye nay if I flâ—e I loose my goods a guilty conscience doth bewray it selfe but life is déere therfore farewel all my wealth and welcome woe begun so farewell Fraunce and Paris thrise adew Adue those heapes of gold in which I ioyed most and last sweet friends with whom I vsed to feast adue those floods of teares I breathe my last farewell Hart swells and swelling bursts bursting breaths you all a sad lamenting adue Fraunce in thée I gladly would stay and staied might had I not beene forlorne had Calipolis liued then might I haue liued in France but she is dead and therefore all adiew Mountgramet knowing that tyde stayeth no man and the Marriner that hoyses not sayles at a good winde may be forst to cast anchor ere he be aware then comes an after wish presently committed the sequell of his fortune to the sea where I le leaue him and returne to Calipolis who beeing in the Dezart woods within the Prouince of Denmarke began as followeth Ah Calipolis far from thy friends now breath thy plaints Yée constant wiues that loue your husbands well And dote vpon the fauor of so sweete a man Bedew your cheekes with teares from Christall eyes And let them drop as Nilus Egipt ouer-flowes Yee pretty Birds that pleasure in your mates Let me intreate yée mourne amaine with mee Héere 's multitudes of silly chattering Fowles Doe hang their heads and eccho dolefull tunes Cease of ye Compartners of my discontent Calipolis hath cause and none but shee must mourne Shall I rehearse my pleasure past in Fraunce Or thinke vpon the gold I harbored in my chest No no Calipolis that addeth sorrow to a dying soule And heapes more griefe vpon a hart that groanes What shall I speake of pleasures that enioyeth payne Or talke of gold that wants to buy mee foode Ah no let sorrow be the sequill of my tale And mournefull sighing daily be my song Come cruell Fates and cut me
short Life is loathsome and I liue too long Calipolis had not rested a while but Fortune began to smile on her to thys effect Frederick King of Denmarke being come out of Fraunce passing thorowe the woode was espied on Calipolis attired like a Page who amazed at the beauty of the youth stoode for a space in a dumpe but at last began as followeth Frederick What wofull wight is that forlorne Doth fill my hart with ecchoes of his plaints Calipolis Randall a haples youth of Fraunce Frederick It greeues my hart to see so swéet a youth Of age so tender yet ouer-growne with griefe Speake Randall whether doost thou trauell Calipolis Euen whether my Fortune wills I should Fred. The more I gaze the more I grieue to see The sweetest face that ere my eyes beheld Much questioning addes greefe vnto his hart Come Randall thou shalt hence with mee Thy beauty bindes my hart to fauour thee Randall thou shalt be bed-made with my selfe Randall turning his head aside in this manner Ah that same newes is worse then all the rest Now Randall looke aboue t is best Pardon dread King I am a poore mans sonne Therefore vnfit to be your Highnes bed-mate Frederick I force not of thy birth beautie makes thee loued for wert thou a woman I would make thée a Queene Calipolis Ah now I doubt I am betraied dread Soueraigne quoth she vpon her knees graunt mee one request tending to this effect Randall hath vowed till his returne to Fraunce neuer to sleepe but on his mother earth then grant thys fauour â—â—acious Prince Frede. The many fauours in thy louely face hath graft afâ—ection in my tender hart that diddst thou aske my Diademe it could not be denyed Calipolis Then Randall is bound to pray for Fredericks life After much more prattle had which I haue shortned for breuitie sake they both departed towards the Danish Court the ioy Frederick conceiued in finding so gallant a Youth I omit to the Readers censure and how Fortune hauing wrapped Calipolis in the fouldes of her deitie did highly fauor her shall after follow Now let vs come to Mountgramet who hauing escaped the frownes of Aeolus the dangers of Neptune the raging blasts of Boreas the Destenies so plotted his course that intending to haue landed in Spaine hee was set ashore in Denmarke Then he suspected the Fates had decreed the fall of his fortune and the end of his dayes yeelded himselfe to the remnant of Fortunes pleasure beginning in thys manner I knowe quoth hee the Gods are offended with me for so foule a fact and therefore hath charactered some fatall disparagement in the furrowes of my face for when I thinke on that harmlesse Calipolis a certaine grieuing of the flesh betwraying a guiltie conscience ouer-cleies my feeble hart I looke like a condemned man at the place of execution my culler changeth to a blood red for telling the murther I consented to nay commaunded or chiefest committed Therefore Mountgramet content thee with what calamities soeuer the Gods crosse thee withall for their cruellest doome is thy due desert thou hast doone to death with that the teares gushed out so fast that he could hardly speake a word the pryde of all Dianas sprouts Was shée not fayre as are the Swans that on Meander swim was shee not louely as faire Dido the Carthage Queene was she not constant as Silera was chast as fayre Diana was is she a Polip in change no a Diamond in all her deeds No reason then that she should dye But foolish iealousie inforced me to the fact a fact most heinous to the world vnpardonable of Gods and men the death of her who alwayes loued thee well too passing well but that was quite forgot Iniurious man me thinks these silly chattering birds cryes for reuenge each bush that shakes dooth make me steppe aside and since the dismall houre of her vntimely death Phoebus is shrouded vnder a cloude Sol denyes her euening shine Aurora in obscure darknes showes his face and all things reuersant turnes to an obscurity After he had thus bewailed his present misery a space hee shifted his wearied steps towards the Danish Court hauing neyther company nor hope of good comfort to driue away bitter conceits he framed this sorrowfull Sonnet The Sonnet YE wofull wights that swimmes in restlesse paine Yee haplesse men that sorrow doe sustaine Shedde forth your teares and mourne a while with mee Whom spightfull Fates hath crost with cruelty Sometimes in Fraunce I lyued in great ioy Nere tasted griefe nor felt such hard anoy All things I had that hart could once request My credit sprung and florished with the best Till Fortune Goddesse of each secrete thought Within few yeeres thus hatefully hath wrought For which fact with bleeding hart I grone The death of her who now is dead and gone Fond conceited Iealousie an enemy to delight Was cause that wrought on mee this cruell spight I was her death that loued mee more then life Constant Calipolis my deere and faithfull wife Hard was my hap to seeke her wofull end That was to me so sweet approued friend Yee cruell Fates the causers of this ill Come spet your spight my silly hart to kill If hatefull hell affords more cruell smart Then Death possesse my inward troubled hart For better t is that I forth-with should die Then liue on earth and want her companie Vnhappy was the time the day the howre That turn'd my sweet to such a lothsome sowre Well may I wish the man to liue in paine Of ceaselesse torments neuer ease to gaine That first by Art presented to my sight The view of that which still afflicts my sprite But more accursed be that caitiue slaue Which hath perform'd the charge I rashly gaue And if the Gods haue any plague in store Neuer yet heard of or made knowne before Where-with they meane to men shall be exprest How much the fact of murder they detest Let it for vengeance fall vpon his head That others may by his example dread Cease cease Mountgramet for thy wish is vaine He was thy seruant thou didst him constraine And causelesse curse like arrowe shot vpright Returning downe on thine owne head will light Therefore sith I my selfe haue done the wrong I wish reuenge on my commaunding tongue I wish the fiends to vomit vp their fill And at their pleasure worke on me their will Both Fates and fiends full sore I did offend In cruell sort her guiltlesse life to end I know t were vaine a pardon for to craue Of all the Gods which no remorse will haue Whilst here I liue I looke for nought but paine And after life in hell for to remaine Where multitudes of wicked murthering wights Tormented are in damned wofull plights All pleasures packe and welcome woe begun Sighing shall be my song all merry notes are done And still in teares lament my foule offence Till Death doe strike and I must needs goe hence Hauing ended this
affoordeth no reward inconstant Venus whose lawes are tyrranies whose fauors misfortunes strumpet as thou art I disdaine to call thée Goddesse thou and the bastard brat thy sonne now show your power your deity and take reuenge on me for how ere your colours be my calamities cannot be more and merciles women whose faces are lures whose beauties are baytes whose lookes are nets whose words are charmes and all to bring men vnto ruine and last yet most Calipolis borne of a Tigar nursed of the Wolfes in Siria beautifull yet ouer base fayre but vnfit louely yet not to be loued of Solinar Thus rowing in the tempestious seas of his appetites guided by a Marriner that delights in the shipwrack of those hee carrieth perplexed with a thousand cogitations so extreame was the force of loue and the sparks so cruell that patience could not extinguish the vaparous heate nor salt teares quench the fiery flames that wanton loue had kindled in his breast So on the suddaine he betooke him to his couch in hope that sléepe would haue qualified his newe come passions So laying his head vpon the carefull pyllow intending to nod his head fell to hammering another matter plotting a secrete meanes to obtaine his new come loue so restlesse turning from side to side though his bones aked not his head was brused and his wits were a wooll gathering Thus tumbling no long space on the restlesse pillow but vp he got and taking his Lute first framed out some dolefull tune and hauing fitted his purpose he fingered his pen and in a perplexed humor he writ this ditty Solinars Dittie LIngering in loue and like to die hey ho hey ho my poore hart I freeze amaine and yet I fry Now fie vpon this extreame smart What pleasing paines is paltry loue hey ho hey ho that 's my greefe I still condemne but neuer proue a froward way to finde releefe Delight prognosticates my death hey ho hey ho woe is mee Pangs doe stop my vitall breath comfort is fled no ioy I see Accursed were mine eyes to gaze hey ho hey ho worse lucke mine Her beauty made mee stand amaze so gay did glaunce her glorious eyne Vpon her browes did Venus play hey ho hey ho Mars did cry If poult foote Vulcan were away then Mars in loue would make a try But Vulcan lay slumbring on her lap hey ho hey ho blacke is he Could I but catch her in a trap full sure tormented Vulcan should be For he is blacke and would become hey ho hey ho the Cuckolds horne T is quickly said but were it done Venus would the Black-smith scorne Hauing finished this Ditty and finding opportunitie as the saying is The Cat béeing away the Mouse will play hee setled himselfe vnder her Chamber window and so warbled foorth this Ditty The siluer strings of the Lute was so heauenly that the eccho of the swéet sounde awaked the Saint from her sléepe and mounting from her night couch opened the casement and vttered these words What sweete melodious tunes are these that ecchoes sweet harmony to my dying soule Ah say sweete haplesse friende what 's cause of all your dolefull tunes Mee thinkes they increase a second heauen in my hart then blush not man take courage and comfort your selfe and if your helpe bee in mine hands assure your selfe to obtaine salue for your sore be it no impeach to my honest name Solinar ouercloyed with ioyes at the fauourable words vttered by Calipolis fetching a heauie sigh frō the center of his hart curtained his face with a suddaine blush and replied in this sort Farre be it from my hart to think of such base vilanies as might in question Lady call your name yet is the matter of such consequent standing vpon the credite of my state too affected with zeale and secrecie as should I speake and faile in my expectation it would redownd greatly to my preiudice Calipolis knew by the shoe where the foote was pinched for loue cannot be hidden day appeares at little holes and the least sparke of wilde fire setteth a house on flame The sting of loue woundeth deadly to the hart therefore shee encouraged him in this manner fayning as though she perceiued nothing Sweete friend if the cause of your complaints be according to the tennor of your protestations assure your selfe to receiue comfort to your owne content and to pacifie your passions with pleasant ioy therefore frolike in thine attempt speake thy fill if thou faile in thy desire imagin I am either too coy or thy selfe too curious Shee hauing vttered these wordes Solinar in breefe began to breathe out his passions but Fortune who is constant in nothing but vnconstancie alwaies inclined to crosse mens courses did breake them from their chat in this manner Baltegar one that had beene of long continuance a friendly fauorite to Calipolis Fortune so spightfully thwarted his endeuours that he could neuer obtaine personally to speake to her til the Fates had plotted this time and place of opportunitie and finding Solinar so conuersant with her he so highly fauoured Loue that Tyrant so stirred his stomack that hardly coulde hee holde his hands from murther yet at last he began in this manner Presumptious Solinar whose peremtory attempts deserues the gurdon of death darest thou presume to court that Saint in whom I haue shrined my hart the Goddesse whom I adore accounting of her as my second selfe therefore hands of or els behold thy death drawing his ponyard These hard euents amazed Solinar greatly yet putting on good courage he replyed to this effect Good sir quoth he are you priuiledged in loue or so tied to the beauty of a woman that no man may looke vpon her but your selfe had the Gods fauoured me with such a priuiledge I durst aduenture without request to shew it To this replied Baltegar suffiseth beauty is my priuiledge if that suffise not inquisitiue Solinar heere is my weapon to authorise it With that Calipolis as one amazed at these hard euents beeing a woman so constant as no Circes with all her charines nor Calipsoes inchantments could once preuaile a iote to blemish her affection shée was constant Silera and not a dissembling Helin shée estéemed more of an ounce of honestie then a pound of paltry stuffe so wrincking her browes beautifying her face with an angry blush beganne in thys manner What meanes these vaine ambages t is not vnknowne to the better of you both that Calipolis is trothed Spouse to Mountgramet and such a one as scornes to staine her marriage rites with such base reproch or the vertue of an honest name with the infamous slaunder of a naughty Packe or a wonder to the worlds sole eye Baltager impatient to heare her prattle enforced by loue broke forth into these speeches Mistresse quoth he fayre Helens nuptials of Greece were solemnized yet prooued shee vnconstant to Menelaus and forsooke the delicates of Sparta and what enforced that but loue Admit she did sayd Calipolis
ships against wind or tide Ichnemon a little worme ouer-comes the Elephant the Viper slayes the Bull the Weasell the Cockatrice and the weakest Waspe stingeth the stoutest man of war The height of heauen is taken by the staffe the bottome of the Sea sounded with lead the farthest Coast discouered by Compasse the secrets of Nature searched by wit the Anatomy of man set out by experience and the abuses of women discouered by their dissembling therefore resolue thy selfe Calipolis shall dye I le 〈◊〉 the Author to deuise her death thou the factour to performe the déede Maister quoth Anthony I knowe women in qualities reâ—â—mble an arrow which getting liberty with wings is carried beyond our reach kept in the Quiuer it is still at commaund or a dog let him slip and he is straight out of sight but hold him in a lease and hee neuer stirres or a Colt giue him the bridle and he flings at liberty but rane him hard and you may rule him or a shyp hoyse the sayles and it runnes on head let fall the Anchor and all is well He runnes farre that neuer turnes and a fault pardoned procures the offender from working displeasure All these similitudes mixed with sighes salt teares could not in any case alter Mountgramets intent so the one resolued she should die the other constrained to commit the déed I will rest and come to the poynt Calipolis accompanied with Anthony had not gone past a mile out of the Citty but Anthony hammering a thousand dispaires in his head procured by her intended death burst foorth into teares Calipolis turning aside her head espyed the teares trickling downe his chéeks Who amazed at the sight desired to know the cause Who fething a heauy sigh and wiping away those streames of teares began as followeth Mistris quoth hee I am forced by nature and loue to disclose to you the sum of my Maisters secrets which are to this effect He eyther suspecting or told some tatling tale touching disloyalty a blemish to marriage rites hath solemnly sworne that nothing should serue nor pardon passe but the losse of your life pay raunsome for so foule a deede And none but I the vnhappiest of all creatures am commaunded to be the instrument of your death therefore good Mistris quoth hee forgiue me though I commit the fact that am giltlesse of the fault Calipolis could no longer abide but burst foorth into these speeches Vnfortunate Calipolis on whom the sun of Fortune neuer shone but Plannets ruled by retrogard aspects Dissembling Ianus didst thou betray me with a Iudas kisse to mount mee to thy chayre of state and now displayes displeasure with the worldâ— sole hate Wherein did I offend Mountgramet in my constancie which hee hath wrested to disloyalty Heauens will witnes my giltlesse hart I thought that no man lyuing equalled Mountgramet in my harts affection so did I loue him well and faithfully for which I am rewarded most vnthankfully Cruell Destinies that determines the end of dayes with such reproch Let any lyuing creature but once obiect and say I did commit the least tytle of defamation to my nuptiall rites and then I rather wish death to pay the raunsome of that misdéed then pardon in hope of after mends But is it Mountgramets minde Calipolis should dye Perhaps it was yet now it may be turned Hard-harted man wherein haue I offended thée in resembling the constant Diamond though thou accountest me a dissembling Demaphou or a Wether-cock that turnes with euery wind Vnnaturall man doost thou weigh downe my good will with vntimely death or present mee with a ponyard that perfumes thée with Roses Whence springs these frantick seats of bedlam iealousie Why should he menace death to her that well deserues What néeds these vaine ambages it is the Fates decrée and they haue swore my death the cruell Destinies haue cut my twisted thred and brought my former blisse to fatall bale Dissembling fortune that smilest at my fall After she had vttered these playnts she desired him to finish the end of her dayes Who hearing the swéete soule willing to receaue the stroke of death began as followeth Mistris quoth he should I commit so foule a deede it were death to my selfe the flying fowles will disclose my villany yea my guilty conscience will bewray my selfe Therefore good Mistres quoth he of two euils the least is to be chosen alter your attire change your state and try your fortune in some forraine Land Perhaps the Fates being thwarted in theyr déeds may turne their frownes to a friendly smile and grace you vnexpected fauours Such is the rigour of my Maisters setled malice that to craue mercy were bootelesse and to séeke for lyfe were labour lost in vaine Therefore to escape the heauy stroke of your vntimely â—eath and my discharge of promise and also displeasure of the Almighty change your attire alter your state become like a Page to get safe passage ouer the Sea shroud your life vnder the wings of Fortune and though it be distresse yet account of it aboue an vndeserued death After hée had vttered these spéeches the teares distilling like Nilus downe her chéekes and after a thousand thanks she gaue him a kindly salute and committed her fortune to the Fates She had not gone a mile after her departure from Anthony but she framed this wofull farewell Calipolis farewell to Fraunce FRaunce with teares adue Mountgramet is vnkind I was to him so true as man could wish in mind But now I proue in vaine I did loue for nothing I am regarded Woe is me alas how comes it to passe my loue should be so rewarded Fond iealous man whence springs this same Thou seekes my discredit staineth my name Heauens will witnes aright I loued Mountgramet so That nothing could content my sight but that which he would doe But all was in vaine though I did remaine so iealous a head had he That had I beene fleeting it seemes by his greeting he could not more suspected me Vnnaturall man why didest thou so Mistrust without cause and nothing didst know Fie on thee false in hart I loued thee ouer-well Though thou doost cause my smart and makes my hart to swell Fie on thee froward crabed and vntoward that condemnes without crime She needs not to mend that nere did offend in all her dayes and time Vnkind in thy loue I breath thee adew This hard-harted dealing will cause thee rew Yeeld Phoebus teares amaine come groane yee Graces three The louing wight is slaine in hart the more pitty Some obscure cloud fayre Phoebe shroud whilst I depart from Fraunce Be darke the day that vnseene I may be bewayle my haples chaunce All pleasures past I must forsake All the glories once I did in pleasure take She hauing ended this Dittie committed her fortunes to Neptune ship and wind seruing for the purpose with which I le rest and come to King Lewis who being passionate fell to these speeches Ah
Sonnet Fortune hauing displayed her ensignes and got the triumph to her owne content began with a friendly smile to chéere a sorrowfull hart in this sort Calipolis beeing sent in her Page attire with certaine Letters concerning the Kings affaires to one of his Nobility in making her returne chanced to fixe her eyes vpon this distressed man Mountgramet whose Atlas burthen of cares had altered so much hys countenaunce and on the contrary part the supposed death and change of attire so farre altered Calipolis that one knewe not another Calipolis recalling to minde her owne former calamities in friendly curtesie gaue him the time of the day and questioned with him somwhat merrily of his Country and trauel Whether he knew the murthering husband of Calipolis at which words Mountgramet suspecting hee had béene betrayed thinking life was sweet began to check Calipolis calling her an inquisitiue boy wishing if she would auoyd his displeasure to be packing least he furred his Mandilion with a few Lamb-skinnes Then Calipolis suspecting him to be some spye and calling to mind the credite got if she could conquer him the feeblenes of the man hartned her to these speeches Calip. Sirra you must with me to the King suspition sayes thou art a spie and if thou be not such a man draw thy weapon for I meane to try thée Mount Youngstar I defie thée Calip. First try me then after defie mée Mount There lie my weapons thou hast conquered me Calip. Then let me ioy in thy captiuitie Mount 〈…〉 â—nd let me ioy with gazing on thy beauty thou so reâ—… 〈…〉 whom whilom I loued deere that were I Alcides 〈…〉 â—â—dst conquer me Calipo He dooth so néerely resemble him whom late I loued 〈◊〉 â—ere I hard harted Scipio I must fauour him Captiue I 〈◊〉 â—y hart is ouer-cloyed with greefe step aside and vnlode them 〈◊〉 â—hy selfe Mountgramet stepping aside leaning himselfe vnto 〈◊〉 â—hady bough began as followeth Vnfortunate man I see the Destinies determines a final end of thy dayes For when I drew my sword with intent to strike a sodaine conceite present forced me to throw downe my weapons my feeble hart was fully perswaded it was the very goast of Calipolis with that a certaine flood of teares gushed forth and finished his tale for a space Then fell Calipolis to these sodaine passions Fond Calipolis what foolish imaginations hast thou bred in thy brest may not one man be like another Mountgramet liues safe and secure in Fraunce let Fortune show all the authority her deity affords she cannot bring her triumph to such effect T is but a thought bred in a suspitious hart vnlikely to be true because vnlike to be brought to such a purpose But what should one say the Fates are frowning and their deity is of great force therfore perswade thy selfe it may be With that she hung downe her head and said no more Mountgramet hauing wiped away the teares began againe to this effect Many trees beare blossomes all beautifull but yet seuerall fruits Many hear vs be greene that are of sundry natures If all things that be of one colour haue no contrary effect we should imagine Chalke were Cheefe but fond in thine opinion Calipolis is murthered and thou art plagued for the martyrdome The rauening Fowles haue fed their fill on her harmeles flesh therefore it cannot be vnlesse the angry Fates hath decreed her thirsting goast should in the habite of a Page prognosticate my present fall resembling a glorious sunne-shine that fore-tels a storme the promise of a pardon to a condemned man that is sure to dye otherwise it cannot be with that wringing his hands together he was silent for a space Calipolis who all this while had stoode in a dump◠〈…〉 Mountgramet in a maze as though he had no more to saye 〈◊〉 in this wise it séemes quoth she that eyther your griefes began extreame that you cannot breathe them from the center of y be so hart without breaking or else you kéepe a certaine showe of vour sembling thinking to delude the time till darke night Therfor or no if thou hopest to attayne fauour a my hands or liberty for thy life pluck vp your wearied feete and trauell away with me as fast as you can Mountgramet was so bewitched with the beauty of Calipolis which bred such fond determination in his head that if she had runne before he would haue followed so fast as he might possible Yet before he stirred his foote desired her of all fauours not to interrupt his amazed melancholy humour with questioning Calipolis who was pricked with the same thorne beeing both bit with one dog was so busie hamering her owne late coniectures that without further intreaty willingly graunted his desire Now are they both wandring towards the Danish Court both of them as busie as a Bée tempring a thousand coniectures in their braines Not long traueling together but stil they viewed each others countenaunce without any interrupting of each others gazing but in fine they entred the Court and beeing come to the King Calipolis falling on her knees after the deliuery of her former message began in this manner Dread King quoth shee meeting this stranger by the way all amort in pensiue passion after certayne communication had I enquired of his Country suspecting him a French-man and some secret spiing foe to your excellency who presently offered violent words and to be briefe wee buckled together before any foyle was giuen he perceauing the first attempt of so tender a youth yéelded himselfe captiue Thus without ere about I conquered him whom heere I offer to your royall Maiesty for further examination May it like your Maiesty quoth Mountgramet to giue mee liberty â—uncle câ—â—ke The gracious fauours that Nature framed 〈◊〉 at the twise fayrer then the Sapher or bright shining Carâ—â—th â—éeking fayre Luna in her siluer shine or Auroraes blush 〈◊〉 mornings breake Phoebus beames in a Sun-shyne day 〈◊〉 Lamps that glorifies the heauens so neere resembled my â—â—â—â—polis that to conclude nought but beauty conquered me and were she aliue none but shee had conquered me Therefore I perswade my selfe none but her thirsty wandring goast hath coÌ„quered me Calipolis perceauing it was her Mountgramet was strucken in such a sodaine dumpe as amazed all the beholders yet at last plucking vp courage replied in this sort vnbutning her Dublet showing her pretty paps Behold quoth she none but thy Calipolis hath conquered thée Pardon dread King I am Calipolis whom Fortune now hath highly fauoured Thus will I leaue the friendly Reader to imagine the sodaine ioy and communication had betwixt them and come to Fredrick that fostered so faire a woman almost a fortnight and caught not so much as a kisse who raged against his ouer-sight in this sort Fredrick quoth hee heerein thou hast resembled the foolish Lapidarian that beholding a precious stone neglecteth time to try the vertue and so casting it aside looseth a great value But meruaile not for I haue heard it sayd Loue is blind and therefore can iudge no colours else might outward beauty discouer inward vertue Foolish man that hauing caught a Fowle feathered to thy owne affection and couldest not lay salt on her tayle as the saying is but meruaile not for doubtles she is fauored of the Gods to be a miracle to all the women in the world Large promises great protestations could not impeache her constancy a meane woman fostered simple not Princesse like as her friends were able and not to be tempted with a Diadem deserueth to be canonized in Tables of perpetuity euer to be reade and neuer to be rased out till all things reuersant dye in endles obliuion So turning himselfe towards the two ioyfull persons thy constancy Calipolis quoth he hath purchast many fauours at my hand therefore frolicke with thy husband and Mountgramet comfort thy supposed dead wife 〈…〉 of Fortune be a meanes of more feruent aff◠〈…〉 the God 's ordayned it for good and sith all things 〈…〉 content though the losse of your goods and the pu◠〈…〉 griefe for the present time to be playne I was the A◠〈…〉 this ill being enamored of this constant Dame shew◠〈…〉 in a glasse by Magick spell which deciphered nothing 〈…〉 pretended lyes because I could not obtayne of her my puâ— The defamation of her marriage rytes I can neuer quittaâ— with amends your griefes sustayned I cannot recall the wel you lost shall be valued and repayed to you both trebble fold aâ— looke what you lost in Fraunce shall be trebble rewarded hée in Denmark After these large promises they yéelded thanks to his excellencie and rested at Fredricks dispose where leauing them at their expectation I end my Garland of a greene Wit garnished with such flowers as my barren Garden affords FINIS