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A04553	The golden garland of princely pleasures and delicate delights Wherin is conteined the histories of many of the kings, queenes, princes, lords, ladies, knights, and gentlewomen of this kingdome. Being most pleasant songs and sonnets to sundry new tunes now most in vse: the third time imprinted, enlarged and corrected by Rich. Iohnson. Deuided into two parts.	Johnson, Richard, 1573-1659?	1620 (1620)	STC 14674; ESTC S106558	33,572	118

Is vncouth made by losse of this inestimable treasure That beauty that made her excell made that seem heauen that now seemes hell Aye me aye me c. We rt that the force of men de●ainde my fairest Phillis from me Or Iron barres or bolts or locks she might not looke vpon me Then might I hope to re-obtaine her presence but all hope is vaine Aye me aye me c. Oh why should mens desires like hounds pursue this vaine worlds pleasure And count them happy in nought else but in this vaine worlds treasure Seeing to day we mount in Mirth and fall to morrow in the earth Aye me aye me c. Finis The Maidens complaint To the tune I can nor will no longer lie alone CAn any tell me what I aile I am growne so sick so weak so pale I to that plight alas am growne that I can nor will no longer lie alone Was euer maidens cafe like mine thus of fifteen yeres of age to pine Were I the iudge I am sure there is none that should any longer lie alone When it is day I wish for night and when it is darke for light againe Thus all the night long to tosse to g●●ne for that I can no longer lie alone If dreames be true then iudge I can all that I want is but a man Only for one I make this moane for that I can no longer lie alone To woe him first ashamde am I but if he aske I will not deny Such is my case I must haue one for that I can no longer lie alone Yet shall this be my prayer still for one that may giue me my fill For I care not how soone it be knowne that I can nor will no longer lie alone For all my wishings Ile haue none but him I loue and I loue but one And if he loue not me then will I haue none but euer till I dye I le lie alone Finis The inconstancy of the World WHat if a day a moneth or a yeere Crown thy desires with a thousand wisht contentings Cannot the chance of an night or an houre Crosse thy delights with as many sad tormentings Fortune in their fairest birth Are but blossomes dying Wanton pleasures doating mirth Are but shadowes flying All our ioyes are but toyes Idle thoughts deceiuing None hath power of an hour In our liues bereauing What if a smile or a beck or ● looke Feed my fond thoughts with as many sweet conceiuing May not that smile or that beck or that look Tell thee as well they are but vaine deceiuing Why sho●ld beauty be so proude In things of no surmounting All her wealth is but a shroude Of a rich accounting Then in this repose no blisse Which is vaine and idle Beauties flowers haue their houres Time doth hold the bridle What if the world with alures of his wealth Raise thy degrée to a place of high aduancing May not the world by a check of that wealth Put thee again to as low despised cha●●ing Whilst the Sun of wealth doth shine Thou shalt haue friends plenty But come want they then repent Not one abides of twenty Wealth and friends holde and ends As your fortunes rise and f●ll Up and downe rise and frowne Certaine is no state at all What if a griefe or a straine or a fit Pinch thée with pain or the féeling ●angs of sicknes Doth not that grip● or that straine or that fit Shew thee the forme of thy own true perfect likenes Health is but a glimpse of ioy Subiect to all changes Mirth is but a silly toy Which mishap estranges Tell me then silly man Why art thou so weake of wit As to be in ieopardy When thou maist in quiet sit Then if all this haue declard thine amisse Take it from me as a gentle friendly warning If thou refuse and good counsell abuse Thou maist hereafter dearely buy thy learning All is hazard that we haue There is nothing hiding Daies of pleasure are like streames Through the meddowes gliding Wealth or wo time doth ge● There is no returning Secret fates guide our state● Both in mirth and mourning FINIS Loues Constancy SInce Ar● I saw thy face I resolue to honour and renowne yee If now I be disdaind I wi●h my heart had neuer knowne 〈◊〉 What I that loude and you that likt shall we begin to wrangle No no no no my heart is fixt and cannot now intangle If I admird● or praisd you too much that fault you may forgiue me Or if my hand had strayed to touch then iustly might you leaue me I askt you leaue you bad me loue i st now a time to chide me No no no no I le loue you still what fortune ere betide me The Sun whose beames most glorious are reiecteth no beholder ●nd your sweet beauty past compare made my poore eyes the holder Where beauty moues and wit delights and signes of kindnes binds me There O there where ere I go I le leaue my heart behinde me FINIS Coridons dolefull knell To the tune of Ding dong MY Phillida a due Loue And euermore farewell I must go seeke a new Loue Yet I will ring her knell Ding dong ding dong ding dong My Phillida is dead I le sticke a branch of Willowes At my faire Phillis head Our bridall bed was made But my faire Phillida In steed of silken shade She now lies wrapt in clay Ding dong c. Her corps shall be attended With nimphes in rich array Till obsequies be●ended And my loue wrapt in clay Ding dong c. Her hearse it shall be carryed With them that doe excell And when that she is buried Thus will I ring her knell Ding dong c. ●le decke her tombe with flowers The rarest that ere was seene And with my teares as shewe●● I le keepe them fresh and greene Ding dong c. In stead of fairest colours Set forth by curious art Her picture shall be painted In my distressed heart Ding dong c. And euer shal be written And after shall be said 〈◊〉 lou● is not forgotten Though Phillida be dead Ding dong c. In sable will I mourne The blacke shall be my wee●e Aye me I heare some talke That Phillida is dead Ding dong ding dong ding dong My Phillida is dead c. A garland shall be framed By art and natures skill With sundry coloured flowers In token of good will Ding dong c. With s●ndry coloured Rib●ands As much I will bestow They should be blacke and yellow In token of good will Ding dong c. True louers be not scanting With ●eares to make me mone Since Philida is wanting And all my ioyes are gone Ding dong c. She was my louely true loue My heart can witnesse well Wherefore in signe I loue her Once more I le ring her knell Ding dong ding dong ding dong My Phillada is dead I le sticke a branch of W●llowes At my faire Phillis head FINIS Coridons Resolution THere is a Lady sweet and kinde Was neuer face so pleas●e my minde ● did but see her passing by And yet I loue her till I die ●er iesture motion and her smiles ●er wit her voyce my heart beguiles Beguiles my heart I know not why ●nd yet I loue her till I dye ●ow I her fast betwixt mine armes ●udge you that thinke such sports were harmes ●ert any harme no fie fie For I will loue her till I die ●hould I remaine confined there ●o long as Phoebus in his sphere ● to request she to deny ●et would I loue her till I die ●upid is winged and doth range ●er countrey so my loue doth change But change she earth or change she skye ●et will I loue her till I die FINIS The Shepheards Dialogue of loue betweene Willy an● Cuddy To the tune of Maying time Willy HOw now shepheard what meanes that Why wearst thou willow in thy hee Why are thy Scarfes of red and yellow Turnde to branches of greene willow Cuddy They are changde and so am I Sorrow liues but pleasure dyes She hath now forsaken me Which makes me weare the Willow tree Will. What that Phillis loude thee long Is that the Lasse hath done thee wrong She that loude thee long and best Is her loue turned to a Iest. Cudd. She that loued me long and best 〈◊〉 me set my heart at rest 〈◊〉 she a new Loue loues not me ●hat makes me weare the Willow tree Will. Come then shepheard let vs ioyne Since thy hap is like to mine For the wight I though● most true Now hath changde me fo● a new Cudd Well then since thy hap is so Take no ●a●e but let h●● go● ●hy hard hap doth min● appease ●●mpany doth sorrowes ease Will. Then I will forget her loue ●ince wantonly she false will proue 〈◊〉 for her sake bid all adue 〈◊〉 seldome women do proue true 〈◊〉 for her sake I le sit and pi●e 〈◊〉 she was once a Loue of mine ●hich shall nere forgotten be ●●ough I weare the Willow tree 〈◊〉 Heards man be aduised by me ●ast of griefe and Willow tree ●or thy greefe breeds her content 〈◊〉 is pleasde if thou lament 〈◊〉 Then I will be rulde by thee ●here lies griefe and Willow tree 〈◊〉 ●●rth I will do as they 〈…〉 a new 〈◊〉 euery day A Table 〈…〉 ● Queene Elizabeth● courag● against the Spani●● eighty eight 7 How two English Prince● became Shepheards Salisbury Plaine 8 The life and death of Richard the second 9 Of Charles Brandon who maried Henry the eight● 10 Of King Richard the third 11 Of the Lady Elinor and Captaine Ie●ken●on 12 King Edwards wooing 13 Two Princes murdered in the Tower 14 A penny worth of wit 15 T●tu● Andronicus The Song● in the second Part. 1 What care I now faire she be 2 Sleepe wayward thoughts ● Farewell deare loue 〈…〉 Weaue 〈◊〉

England and King Edwards heire by right Lord Guilford and the Lady Iane Were wedded by their parents wils The right from Mary so was tane Which drew them on to further ils But marke the end of this misdeed Mary was crowned crowned crowned and they to death decreed And being thus adiudged to die For these their parents haughty aimes That thinking thus to mount on high Their children King Queene proclaimes But in such aymes no blessings be When as ten thousand thousand thousand their shamefull endings see Sweet Princes they deserud no blame That thus must die for fathers cause And bearing of so great a name To contradict our English lawes Let all men then conclude in this That they are haples haples haples whose parents doe amisse Now who more great then they of late Now who more wretched then they are And who more lofty in estate Thus sodenly consumd with care Then Princes all set downe this rest And say the golden golden golden golden meane is alwayes best Prepard at last drew on the day Whereon these Princes both must die Lord Guilford Dudley by the way His dearest Lady did espye Whilst he vnto the blocke did goe She in her window weeping weeping did lament his woe Their eyes that lookt for loue ere-while Now blubberd were with pearled teares And euery glance and loners smile Where turnd to dole and deadly feares Lord Guilfords life did bleeding lie Expecting Angels Angels Angels siluer wings to mount on hie His dearest Lady long did looke When she likewise to blocke should goe Where sweetly praying on her booke She made no signe of outward woe But wisht that she had Angels wings To see that golden golden golden sight of heauenly things And mounting on the Scaffold then Where Guilfords liuelesse body lay I come quoth she thou flower of men For death shall not my soule dismay The gates of heauen stand open wide To rest for euer and euer and euer and thus these gentle Princes dyed Their parents likewise lost their heads For climing thus one step too high Ambitious towers haue slippery leades And fearefull to a wise mans eye For onee amisse great houses fall Therfore take warning warning warning by this you gallants all FINIS A ioyfull song of the deserued praises of good Queene Elizabeth how Princely she behaued her selfe at Tilbury Campe in 88. when the Spaniards threatned the inuasion of this Kingdome To the tune of King Henries going to Bullaine OF a Noble Noble Princesse Englands late commanding Mistris King Henries daughter faire Elizabeth She was such a maiden Queene As her like was neuer seene of any woman-kind vpon the earth Her name in golden numbers May written be with wonders that liude beloued foure and forty yeares And had the guift of nature all That to a Princesse might befall as by her noble vertues well appeares With Maiesty admired Her subiects she required that loue for loue might equally be shown Preferring a publique peace Then any priuate mans increase that quietly we stil may keepe our owne UUen Ambassies did come From any Prince in Chris●endome her entertainments were so Princely sweet She likewise knew what did belong To euery language speech and tongue where grace vertue did together meet No Princesse more could measure Her well beseeming pleasure in open Court amongst her Ladies faire For musicke and for portly gate The world afforded not her mate so excellent her carriage was and faire Kingly states oppressed And such as were distressed with meanes and mony daily shee relieud As law of Nations did her bind To strangers she was euer kind and such as with calamities were grieue● And when into this kingdome Bloudy warres did threatning come her highnes would be ready with good wil As it in eighty eight was séene UUhen as this thrice renowned Quéene gaue noble courage to her soldiers still This more then worthy woman Like to a noble Amazon in siluer plated Armour brauely went Unto her Campe at Tilbery With many Knights of Chiualry coragiously her Army to content But being there ariued With noble heart she striued to giue them all what they desird to haue A louely grace and countenance Smiling with perseuerance to whom so swéet a countenance she gaue Upon a Drumhead sitting As it was best besitting for such a royall Princes thus to speake A Soldier I will liue and dye Feare shall neuer make me ●●ye nor any danger leaue to vndertake With that amidst the Battle The Musquetires did rattle a peale of powder flaming all in fire The Cannons they did lowdly play To please her Maiesty that day which she in heart did louingly desire Her highnes thus delighted She roially requited the noble captaines and the sould●ers all For golden Angels flew amaine Round about the warlike traine each one rewarded was both great smal With that in noble manner To Englands fame and honour the thundring shot began to play againe And for this royall princes sake Ratling made the ground to shake in spight of all their enemies of Spaine The more to be commended She graciously befriended full many a worthy gentlemen that day By knighting them in noble sort As it had bin in Englands court such gallant graces had she euery way So fréely kind and louing She was by her approuing to rich poore that came vnto her grace Not any one but found her still A friend to good a foe to ill and euer vertue swéetly would imbrace But now in heauens high Pallace She liues in ioy and solace committing all her charge vnto the King Of whose admired Maiesty Ruling vs so quietly reioycingly we Subiects all doe sing FINIS A new Song of the strange liues of two yong Princes in England who became two Shepherds vpon Salisbury Plaine and after restored to their former estates To the Tune of the Merchants man IN Kingly Stephens raigne Two royall Dukes there was That all our other English Lords for greatnesse far did passe The one of Deuonshire namd● that had a daughter faire Which he appointed at his death to be his only heire And her in loue commits Unto the Cornewall Duke Whom he with tendernes and care most kindly vndert●oke The promise being made The Duke of Deuonshire dyes And all that Cornewall vow'd to doe he afterwards denies Yet well he educates the Maid That Maudlin she was growne The fairest Lady vnder Heauen for beauty being knowne And many Princes sought for loue But none might her obtaine For couetous Cornewall to himselfe the dukedome sought to gaine So on a time Prince Raymond chanc't This comely dame to see With whom he fell so deepe in loue as any Prince might be Unhappy youth what should he do She still was kept in mew Nor he nor any of his friends admitted to her view One while he melancholly pines Himselfe with griefe away Anon he thinkes by force of Armes to win her if he may Untill at length commanding loue Became to be his Iudge And chang●d

out the Lions heart Which made the Duke and all his Lords in fearefull manner start To see this royall English King to play so braue a part In honor of our Sauiour Iesus Christ. I am no prisoner said the King for I am now set free The country and our law of Armes commands it so to be And thus to Englan● blessed Land most ioyfully went he In honor of our Sauiour Iesus Christ. But left hi● 〈…〉 loue behind that 〈…〉 his life With 〈…〉 returne againe to 〈…〉 then his wife But fel● 〈…〉 and bloudy warre did breed them further strife In fighting for our Sauiour Iesus Christ The noble hearts of Englishmen that could indure no wrong For good King Richard mustred then a vailant Army strong To passe the seas to A●on Walls to lay the same along In honor of our Sauiour Iesus Christ. So first consuming fire and sword into that countrey came Destroying all their Cities braue and townes of ancient fame Till those the wrongs King Richard had were righted by the same In honour of our Sauiour Iesus Christ. But in his prime of Martiall w●rth this noble King was slaine For wounded with a poysoned shaft that pierst his Princely braine Much sorrowing mone was long 〈◊〉 amongst his warlike traine Stil fighting for our Sauiour Iesu But chiefly by his Lady faire so loyall and so kinde That nothing but reuenge thereof possessed still her minde To know the causer of his death were rich rewards assingd Thus to honour our Sauiour Iesus Christ. Upon the murtherer being fow●d much cruelty was showne By her command his skinne aliue was flead from flesh and bone And after vnto ayery fowles his body it was throwne In honour of our Sauiour Iesus Christ. Yet ended not this Ladies griefe for him she loude so deare Deepe sorrowes euen broke her heart as plainely did appeare And both were buried in one graue thus true loues end you heare That dyed for our Sauiour Iesus Christ. Did euer Lady for her loue more strangely vndertake Did euer Daughter in this kind a grieued father make Did euer Princesse end her life thus for her true loues sake And for our Sauiour Iesus Christ. FINIS A gallant Song of the Garter of England and how it was made first an honour to this Kingdome by King Edward the third To the tune of When Arthur first c. WHen as third Edward ruld this Land And was our English king He had good speed in all his fight braue conquest home to bring Two Kingly Crownes vpon his sword In sumptuous sort was borne Most gallantly to grace the third that on his head was worne Thus three in one made Englands same through all the world to shine Which well might clame a titled grace amongst our worthies nine Seauen princely Sonnes he likewise had whose vertues wonne him prayse From one fayre Queene descended all in beauties blooming dayes His Earles and Barons brauely ●ent to practise Knightly déeds To breake the Launce to runne at Ring to backe their barbed stéedes Which made the world thinke Mars his Court was kept in England here UUhen Englands Péeres made forraine lands to quake with trembling feare King Edwards raigne rung eccho●ng thus through euery Christian Court Of whom the noblest Prince that liued gaue sounds of braue report Right valiant King himselfe likewise his Country to aduance UUith many of his Péeres ariud within the Court of France And there by Tilts and Tourni●s braue such honours did obtaine As Mars himselfe in glistering stéele the prize from them would gaine So braue and bold his Barons were and so successefull then That none of all the Lords of Fram● were like our English men Thus many moneths he with his Peeres spent there with braue delights Whose dayly sports concluded were by reueling at nights Where Measure and Carantoes fine so gract the Court of France As if Quéene Iuno with her Ioue had brauely led the daunce Amongst which glorious troope of Dames that richly sate to sée The French Quéene there aboue the rest the fairest séemd to be Whom English Edward by the hand in curteous manner tooke To dance withall at which the French gaue many a scornefull looke But Edward still like Mars himselfe with countenance and grace By Courtship won great liking there from all within that place King Edward pleasd the Princely Queene the Queene king Edward well But as they daunct there from her leg by chance her garter fell The which king Edward soone tooke vp And it in kindnesse wore For fauour and for curtesies he to her vertues bore But some there present gaue forth words The Queene of purpose lost Her garter there for him to find whom she affected most But when she heard these ill conceits And speeches that they made Hony soyt qui maly pens the noble Princes said Ill hap to them that euill thinke In English it is thus Which words so wise quoth Englands King shall sur●ly goe with vs And for her sake shall Englands Peeres In honour of our land A Garter weare and in the same these words in gold shall stand That all the world may nobly speake Our garter came from France In Princely manner named thus our Countrey to aduance The Tilts and Reuels thus had end That long had lasted there And home our King and Nobles came with mirth and meery cheere Where soone he brauely did create Full many a Lordly Knight To weare this golden Garter faire So sumptuous and so bright And named them S. Georgies knights And of this Garter braue As noble an order of estate as any King can haue Which Knights vpon S. Georges day Still their precession goes Through Englands Court in robes of gold and most delightfull shoes At Windsor is this Order kept Where kings be of the same And forraigne Princes much desire the honours of that name Third Edward first began this grace of knight-hood to his praise Which still is kept with high renowne in our King Iames his dayes Ten English Kings haue been thereof of Princes and of Peeres A number great whose honors liu'd most braue in ancient yeares And at this day of Dukes and Lords our land hath honoured store Whose names and fames the Lord increase and make them more and more FINIS A lamentable Ditty on the death of the Lord Guilford Dudley and the Lady Iane Gray that for their parents ambition in seeking to make these two yong Princes King and Queene of England were both beheaded in the Tower of London To the tune of Peter and Parnell WHen as King Edward left this life In yong and tender blooming yeeres Began such deadly hate and strife That filled England full of feares Ambition in those ancient dayes More then ten thousand thousand thousand thousand troubles did arise Northumberland being made a Duke Ambitiously doth seeke the crowne And Suffolke for the same did looke To put Queene Maries title downe That was King Henries daughter bright And Queen of England England