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
to be drooping Phillis whyle she remaynd mylkt my Goats euer at eunyng Goats that brought home duggs stretcht with mylk euer at eunyng Phillis brought them flowrs and them brought vnto the wels-prings When dogg-dayes raigned when fyelds were all to be scortched Whilst that I lay sleeping in cooling shade to refresh mee Phillis againe was woont with Amyntas Sheepe to be washing Phillis againe was woont my sheepe thus washt to be shearing And to the sweete pastures my Sheepe thus shorne to be dryuyng Then from Fox and Woolf my Sheepe thus driu'n to be keeping And in fyelds and coates my flock thus kept to be closing Least by the Northerne wynds my Sheepe might chaunce to be pinched Least by the frost or snow my Kyds might chaunce to be greeued Phillis lou'd you soe soe Phillis loued Amyntas Phillis a guyde of yours and Phillis a fryend of Amyntas But sweete Sheepe sweete Goats spare not to be lyuely for all this Looke not vpon my weeping face soe sadly for all this Harcken not to my plaints and songs all heauy for all this Harcken not to my pype my pipe vnlucky for all this But sweete sheepe sweete goats leaue of your mayster Amyntas Leape and skyp by the flowring fields and leaue of Amyntas Clymbe to the vynes and tender trees and leaue of Amyntas Clymbe to the vines but run for life for feare of a mischif When th'ould Silenus with his asse com's laesyly trotting Let mee alone mee alone lament and mourne my beloued Let me alone celebrate her death by my tears by my mourning Lyke to the siluer Swan whoe seeing death to be comming Wandreth alone for a whyle through streames of louely Caister Then to the flowring bancks all feynt at length he repayreth Singing there sweete byrd his dying song to Caister Geuing there sweete byrd his last farewell to Caister Yeelding vp sweete byrd his breath and song to Caister How can Amyntas lyue when Phillis leaueth Amyntas What for fyelds for woods for meddows careth Amyntas Meddows woods and fyelds if my sweete Phillis abandon Mighty Pales fro the fyelds fro the meddows learned Apollo Faunus went fro the woods when Phillis went from Amyntas Noe good sight to my eyes noe good sound came to my hearing But let Phillis againe come back and stay with Amyntas Then shal woods with leaues and fields with flowrs be abounding Meddows with greene grasse to the poore mans dayly reioycing Mighty Pales to the fields to the meddows learned Apollo Faunus coms to the woods if Phillis come to Amyntas Noe bad sight to my eyes noe bad sound coms to my hearing Come then good Phillis come back if Desteny suffer Leaue those blessed bowres of sowls already departed Let those sparckling eyes most like to the fire to the christall Ouercome those haggs and fiends of feareful Auernus Which haue ouercome those starrs of cheareful Olympus And by thy speech more sweete than songs of Thracian Orpheus Pacify th' infernall Furies please Pluto the grim God Stay that bawling curr that three-throate horrible Hellhound Sweete hart come to thy friend to thy friend come speedily sweetehart Speedily come least griefe consume forsaken Amyntas Phillis I pray the returne if prayers may be regarded By these teares of myne from cheeks ay rueful abounding By those arms of thine which sometime clasped Amyntas By lipps thyne and myne ioyned most sweetly together By faith hands and hart with true syncerity pledged By songs by wedding with great solempnity vowed By iests and good-turns by pleasures all I beseech thee Help and succor alas thy forlorne louer Amyntas Or by thy teares intreate those Nymphs of desteny fatall Noe-pity-taking Nymphs intreate that I lyne not alone thus Pyn'de thus away with griefe suffring vnspeakable anguish But let death let death come speedily giue me my pasport Soe shal I finde faire fyelds faire seates faire groues by my dying And in fields in seats in groues faire Phillis abyding There shal Phillis againe in curtesie striue with Amyntas There with Phillis againe in curtesie striue shal Amyntas There shal Phillis againe make garlands gay for Amyntas There for Phillis againe gay garlands make shal Amyntas There shal Phillis againe be repeating songs with Amyntas Which songs Phillis afore had made and song with Amyntas But what alas did I meane to the whistling windes to be mourning As though mourning could restore what Desteny taketh Then to his house full sad when night approacht he returned The third day ANd now since buriall of Phillis louely the third day At length appeared when poore distressed Amyntas Loost his Kidds fro the fould and sheepe let forth fro the sheeepecoate And to the neighbour hills full set with trees he resorted Where as amidst his flock his Lasse thus lost he bewayleth And maks fond wishes with deepe sighes interrupted And he relenting ayre with his outcries all to be beateth Eccho could not now to the last woord yeeld any Eccho All opprest with loue for her ould loue stil she remembred And she remembred stil that sweete Narcissus her ould loue With teares all blubbred with an inward horror amazed When she begins to resound her sobbs stil stay the resounding When she begins her speech her griefe stil stoppeth her halfe-speech With which her woont was with louers sweetly to dally During these her dumps thus againe complaineth Amyntas During his complaynts she with all compassion harkneth O what a warre is this with loue thus stil to be striuing O what a wyld-fyre's this conueyd to my hart by the blynd-boy That neither long tyme can bring any end to my striuing Nor teares extinguish this wylde-fyre throwne by the blynde boy Then then alas was I lost ô then then alas was I vndoone When the coral-colored lips were by me greedily viewed And eyes like bright starrs and fayre browes dayntily smyling And cherefull forehead with gold-wyre all to be decked And cheeks all white-red with snow and purple adorned And pure flesh swelling with quick veynes speedily mouing And such fine fingers as were most lyke to the fingers Of Tithonus wife platting th'ould beard of her husband What shal I say to the rest each part vnited in order Each part vnspotted with long roabs couered each part What shal I say to the rest many kisses ioynd to the sweete woords And many woords of weight in like sort ioynd to the kisses Vnder a greene lawrell sitting and vnder a myrtle Myrtle due to Venus greene lawrell due to Apollo That lytle earthen pott these ioys hath now fro me snatched That lytle earthen pot where Phillis bones be reserued O thrice happy the pot where Phillis bones be reserued And thrice happy the ground where this pot shal be reserued Earth and earthen pot you haue the belou'd of Amyntas Natur 's sweete dearling and only delyte to the Countrey And sunne of this soyle of these woods only Diana O thryce happy the earth but much more happy the earth-pot O thrice happy the grasse that grows on graue
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
of a Goddesse And shooting vpwards displays his top to the heauens Sweete blasts of Zephyrus shal make this grasse to be seemly Noe sythe shal tutch it noe serpent craftily lurking With venymous breathing or poyson deadly shal hurt it Noe Lyonesse fowle pawes Beares foote beasts horne shal abuse it Noe byrds with pecking noe vermyn filthy by creeping Noe winters hoare frost no night-deaws dangerus humor Noe rage of Suns-heate noe stars or power of heauens Noe boistrous tempest noe lightnings horrible outrage Dryue hence good plow-men driue hence your wearied oxen And you friendly shepherds keep back your sheep fro the graues grass Least your sheepe vnwares may chaunce by my Loue to be harmed Least by the bulls rude rage her bones may chaunce to be bruysed Whilst with foote and horne hee the graues-ground teareth asunder Make haste you yongmen make haste all you prety damsells With sacred water this sacred place to besprynkle Burne piles of beech-trees and then caste on the Sabaean Spyce to the pyles burning send sweete perfumes to the heauens Cynnamon and Casia Violets and loued Amomum Red-colored Roses with Beare-breech cast ye togeather And then on euery side set tapers sacred in order And beate your bare brests with fysts all weary with anguish And sing sweete epitaphs lifting your voyce to the heauens Sing sowre-sweete epitaphs in death and praise of a Goddesse Wanton fleshly Satyrs and Fauni friends to the mountains Nymphs addict to the trees and in most gracius order Three Graces ioyning shall beare you company mourning And I myself will dresse embalme and chest my beloued And folowing her coarse all pale and wan as a dead man Weary the woods with plaints and make new streames by my weeping Such streames as no banck shall barr streames euer abounding Such streames as noe drought shall drye streames neuer abating With mee Parnassus with mee shall mourne my Apollo And Venus all chafed that Desteny tooke my beloued And that same vile boy which first did ioyne me to Phillis His lamp shall lay downe and paynted quyuer abandon And with his owne prety teares trickling and sweetly beseeming Help me to mourne although that he gaue first cause to my mourning But what alas doe I meane to repeate these funeral outcries Stil to repeate these plaints and stil too late to repeate them Thrice hath Phoebus now displayd his beames fro the mountains Thrice hath Phoebus now descended downe to the mayn-sea Since my belou'd was dead since our good company parted Since Phillis buryed since all solempnities ended Since my delytes poore wretch were all inclosd in a coffyn Yet doe I mourne here stil though noegood come by my mournyng Adding teares to my teares and sorrows vnto my sorrows And noe stay to my teares and noe rest coms to my sorrows O strong boy strong bow and ô most dangerus arrow Now doe I fynde it a payne which first did seeme but a pleasure Now doe I feele it a wound which first did seeme but a smarting When strong boy strong bow shot first that dangerus arrow Thus did Amyntas mourne and then came home by the Sun-set The fourth day THrice had shining Sunne withdrawne his face fro the heauens And earth all darckned since Phillis friendly departed And when fourth day came then againe true-louer Amyntas Myndeful of ould loue stil tooke noe ioy flock to be feeding But stil alone wandring through fyelds to the bancks to the waters Leaned his head on Bank and eyes cast downe to the waters With teares incessant his cheeks full watery washing What now resteth alas to be doone of woeful Amyntas Noe sence noe knowledge in these vnsensible ashes In graue noe feeling in death ther 's noe-pity-taking Phillis maks but a iest dead Phillis mocketh Amyntas Phillis breaks her faith and plays with Pluto the black-Prince Pluto the black-Prince now enioys those ioys of Amyntas Speake on good sweete Nymphs if you can shew any tydings Whether among those trulls that wayte on Queene of Auernus My Queene and Empresse my Phillis chaunce to be spinning Speake for I feare for I feare shee 'le neuer come to Amyntas Father Syluanus Syluanus good to the mountains And flocks on mountains ô help most helples Amyntas Help by thyself by thy friends thou God cause Gods to be helping For my relligion for my deuotion help mee Either let Phillis be returned back to Amyntas Or let Amyntas dy that death may succor Amyntas And thou naughty Cupide yet say on geue mee thy counsail What shal I dooe shal I dy shal Amyntas murder Amyntas Dy then Amyntas death will bring Phillis to Amyntas O hard-harted Loue thou see'st what I beare what I suffer Hart with flames and eyes with mourneful water abounding Head with cares possest and foule ful of horrible anguish This thou see'st and sure I doe know it greeues thee to see this Though they call thee tyrant though soe thou iustly be called Though thy nature passe Busiris beastly behauyour For what makes me to mourne may cause thee to yeeld to my mourning One rude rock one winde and one tempestuus outrage Batters breaks and beats my ship thy ship to the quicksands Our harmes are aequall thy shipwrack's like to my shipwrack Loue did loue Phillis Phillis was lou'd of Amyntas Phillis Loues dearling Phillis dearling of Amyntas Deearling crowne garland hope ioy health wealth of Amyntas And what more shal I say for I want woords fit for Amyntas And thou churlish ground now cease any more to be fruitefull Cease to be deckt with flowrs and all in greene to be mantled Thy flowre is wyth'red my garland lately decayed Phillis thyne and myne with death vntymely departed Whose sweete corps thou bar'st whose footesteps in thee be printed And whose face thou didst admyre for bewry renowmed Belch out roaring blasts with gaping iawes to the heauens That those roaring blasts may scowre by the skies by the heauens And foule strugling stormes cast downe fro the clowds fro the heauens For such fowle weather will best agree with a mourner Howle and mourne thou earth and roare with an horrible outcry Howle as then thou didst when mountains were to the mountains Put by thy cursed broode to be clyming vp to Olympus When great flakes of fire came flashing downe fro the heauens When thy crawling sons came tumbling downe from Olympus Howle as Lady Ceres did then when Prince of Auernus Stole her daughter away from fields that ioyned on Aetna Vnto the dungeons darck and dens of his hellish abyding Thou ground forgetfull what was by duty requyred Shouldst send vnbidden with Phillis teares to Auernus Her blessed burden thou wast vnworthy to beare vp Therefore tender gyrle in flowring age she departed O frowning fortune ô starrs vnluckily shyning O cursed byrth-day of quyte forsaken Amyntas Phillis alas is chaungd Phillis conuerted in ashes Whose prety lipps neck eyes and haire soe sweetely beseeming Purple snow and fyre and gold-wyre seem'd to resemble Tithonus faire wife coms
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
naked new drest she desyr'd mee of all loues Louing gyrle that I would accompany her to the pleasaunt Yuychurches parck and frame myself to the hunting Both content both went and met with a company gallant Of flowring damsells wayting on Pembrokiana With bowes and arrows on prince like Pembrokiana Much tyme with pastimes was past sports drew to an ending And on a soddayne loe where earst no woolf was abyding Rau'ning woolf runs forth with blood-red mouth fro the bushes And on a soddayne loe whilst others bows be a bending Phillis sent her shaft from her owne eare vnto the woolus eare Soemuch wrought in her hart sweete sight of Pembrokiana Soemuch did she desyre to be praysd of Pembrokiana Wounded woolf to the wood stout Phillis runs to the wounded Woolf with a dart in her hand Amynt O dreadful dart to Amyntas How can a pleasant ende come from soe deadly begynning Fuluia And with an other dart to the self same place I repayred But Woolf and Phillis grief spurd th' one glory the other Were quyte out of sight yet I trac't them both to the thickest And most desert place there ô deare dart to my Phillis There lay Phillis dart and not far thence was a white lawne Wherein Phillis locks enwrapped were by my owne hands And as I turned about seu'n other woolus by the naked Bones of a mangled corse gore blood were greedily licking And as chaunst would God such chaunce had Phillis I saw them Yet they saw not mee they were soe greedily gorging And soe bent to the pray So thence for feare I retyred And this is all that I know and here 's that lawne that I spake of Amyntas And is this not enough ô lawne of my bony Phillis O bony Phillis blood th' art dead my sweete bony Phillis Daphne O dooble deaths wound dead Phillis murdreth Amyntas Fuluia T is but a swowne for he breath's and loe hee 's quickly reuyued Amyntas Griefe leaue of lingring make quick dispatch of Amyntas Griefe th' art too too slowe if death be reseru'd for Amyntas Hand hee 'le take it in hand For alas if nought be a wanting Vnto the highest poynt of griefe if nought's to be added Vnto Amyntas woe for what then stayeth Amyntas O Daphne Daphne was Amyntas lately repelled From death sweete deaths dore by Daphnes meanes Was Amyntas Kept saulf for these ioyes O then then I might in a good time Haue dischargd myself of a huge and horrible Aetna But Daphne would not but cursed Desteny would not Least that I might by death those plagues haue tymely preuented Which accursed Fates for Amyntas lately prepared But now since my woes at last are come to a full groath Desteny and Daphne may well well let mee be dying Daphne Yet differ thy death til certaine newes be receaued Wheather Phillis lyue or dye and then be resolued Amyntas Lyue or dye whoe doubts would God that were to be doubted Fuluia And would God my tongue had clou'n to my roofe when I blabbed Amyntas Geaue mee the lawne good Nymph white lawne which only remaineth Of sweete-white Phillis that I may in stead of a Phillis Kisse my Phillis lawne and soe my ioyes be prolonging Soe my shortned dayes with contentation ending Fuluia What shal I giue or keepe Lewd cause wherefore he desir's it Wills me to keepe it still least it bring fancy to fury Amyntas Nymph extreamely cruel that thincks it much to be geuuing One poore peece of lawne eu'n at last gasp of Amyntas Well then I yeeld to my death and destiny noe-pity-taking Let lawne stay with you and you stay here for Amyntas Daphne Harck come back here take ô stay and run not Amyntas And yet Amyntas runs enraged desperat headlong Fuluia Yea and runs soe fast that hee is not like to be outrun Therefore better I were to my iourneys end to be hasting And yet I greeue myself Montanus minde to be greeuing Least these newes inflict as deadly a wound in a father As they gaue eu'n now to the feynting hart of a Louer The fourth Act and first Scene Phillis Daphne Chorus BVt what a dart was that which mightily flew fro the fingers Of braue Lady Regent of these woods Pembrokiana Vnto the forreine Beare which came with greedy deuowring Iawes to the harmeles game Whose dying howre was a birth-day Vnto her owne yong whelpes whose groanes thus lastly resounded Deaths dart yet sweete dart as throwne by Pembrokiana Make my wound more wyde giue larger scope to my yong ones Geue them a free passage herself hath geu'n them a pasport Daphne Phillis for your sports I doe much ioy but yet a thousand Times more for yourself sith you soe quickly reuiued Lyue yet safe and sound for Fuluia lately reported Strange newes of your death would God that Fuluia had beene Dumme or an other deafe one mischif draws on an other Phillis And in truth iust cause had Fuluia for to beleeue soe Sith that I was not lyke from deaths dore soe to be scaping Daphne But yet noe iust cause had Fuluia for to report soe Now let 's heare at large thy dangers and thy delyu'ries Phillis Whyl'st I ran after a woolf I was all inclosd on a soddayne With darck dens and groues and forc't that chase to be leauyng But when I sought to retyre and company lost to recouer There did I see this woolf for I knew this Woolf by an arrow Which myself did shoote and gaue her a wound by the leaft care There did I see this Woolf and more Woolus greedyly praying On some beasts carkas late slayne by them but I could not Well discerne what beast this wounded Woolf in a fury Coms with a gored mouth it seemes my face shee remembred And soe makes onward whoe had beene worthyly welcomd Had not a tree by a chaunce my dart vnworthyly hindred My dart mislighting fell Woolf more fiercely aproching Drew soe neare that I saw 't was booteles now to be shooting And darts were all spent Therfore at last I retyred And fled back for feare but wyl'd Woolf hastened onward Now marck what chaunced my lawne hang'd downe to my shoulders And stooke fast to a bush and stayd my flight but I plucked Yet bush held it fast at last my lawne I relinquisht For to reserue my life and tore it away with a greate part Of my scattered hayre and feare soe forcibly vrged Lightfooted Phillis that a fearefull death shee auoyded As to my house full glad for ioy I repayred I met thee Daphne there full sad by the way and greately amased Daphne Phillis alas is aliue but an other 's gone to be dying Phillis And what mean's this Alas am I now soe lightly regarded That my life with Alas of Daphne must be remembred Daphne Phillis I loue thy life but I lyke not a death of an other Phillis Whose death Daph. Death of Amyntas Phil. Alas how dyed Amyntas Daphne How that I can not tell nor yet well whether it is soe But
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
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
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
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