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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20811	The barrons vvars in the raigne of Edward the second. VVith Englands heroicall epistles. By Michael Drayton	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. England's heroical epistles. aut; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. Idea. aut; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. Mortimeriados.	1603 (1603)	STC 7189; ESTC S109887	176,619	413

affection youth to loue with youth No sharper corsiue to our blooming yeeres Then the cold badge of vvinter-blasted haires Thy kingly power makes to withstand thy foes But canst not keepe back age with time it growes Though honour our ambitious sex doth please Yet in that honour age a foule disease Nature hath her free course in all and then Age is alike in Kings and other men vvhich all the world will to my shame impute● That I my selfe did basely prostitute And say that gold was fuell to the fire Gray haires in youth not kindling greene desire O no that wicked woman wrought by thee My tempter was to that forbidden tree That subtile Serpent that seducing deuill vvhich bad me tast the fruite of good and euill That Circe by whose magick I was charm'd And to this monstrous shape am thus transform'd● That viperous hag the foe to her owne kinde That wicked spirit vnto the weaker minde Our frailties plague our natures onely curse Hels deep'st damnation the worst euills worse But Henrie how canst thou affect me thus T'whom thy remembrance now is odious My haplesse name with Henries name I found Cut in the glasse with Henries Diamond That glasse from thence faine would I take away But then I feare the ayre would me betray Then doe I striue to wash it out with teares But then the same more euident appeares Then doe I couer it with my guiltie hand VVhich that names witnes doth against me stand Once did I sinne which memory doth cherrish Once I offended but I euer perrish VVhat griefe can be but time doth make it lesse But infamie time neuer can suppresse Sometimes to passe the tedious irkesome howres I climbe the top of VVoodstocks mounting towres vvhere in a Turret secretly I lye To view from farre such as doe trauaile by vvhether me thinks all cast theyr eyes at mee As through the stones my shame did make them see And with such hate the harmelesse walls doe view As vnto death theyr eyes would me pursue The married women curse my hatefull life vvhich wrong a lawfull bed a Queene a wife The maydens wish I buried quick may die The lothsome staine to their virginitie VVell knew'st thou what a monster I would be● vvhen thou didst build this Labyrinth for mee vvhose strange Meanders turning euery way Be like the course wherein my youth did stray Onely a Clue to guide me out and in But yet still walke I circuler in sin As in the Tarras heere this other day My mayd and I did passe the time away Mongst many pictures which we passed by The silly girle at length hapt to espie Chast Lucrece picture and desires to know vvhat she should be herselfe that murdred so VVhy girle quoth I this is that Romane dame Not able then to tell the rest for shame My tongue doth mine owne guiltinesse betray vvith that I send the pratling girle away Least when my lisping guiltie tongue should hault My lookes should be the Index to my fault As that life blood which from the hart is sent In beauties felde pitching his crimson Tent In louely sanguine sutes the Lilly cheeke vvhilst it but for a resting place doth seeke And changing often-times with sweet delight Conuerts the white to red the red to white The louely blush the palenes doth distaine The palenes makes the blush more faire againe Thus in my brest a thousand thoughts I carry vvhich in my passion diuersly doe varry VVhen as the sunne hales towards the VVesterne slade And the trees shadowes three times greater made Forth goe I to a little Current neere vvhich like a vvanton traile creepes here and there vvhere with mine angle casting in my baite The little fishes dreading the deceit vvith fearefull nibbling flie th' inticing gin By nature taught what danger lyes therein Things reasonlesse thus warnd by nature be Yet I deuour'd the baite was layd for me Thinking thereon and breaking into grones The bubling spring which trips vpon the stones Chides me away least sitting but too nie I should pollute that natiue puritie Rose of the world so doth import my name Shame of the world my life hath made the same And to th'vnchast this name shall giuen be Of Rosamond deriu'd from sinne and me The Clyffords take from me that name of theyrs Famous for vertue many hundred yeeres They blot my birth with hatefull bastardie That I sprang not from their nobilitie They my alliance vtterly refuse Nor will a strumpet shall theyr name abuse Heere in the garden wrought by curious hands Naked Diana in the fountaine stands vvith all her Nimphes got round about to hide her As when Acteon had by chaunce espide her This sacred Image I no sooner view'd But as that metamorphosd man pursu'd By his owne hounds so by my thoughts am I vvhich chase me still which way so ere I flie Touching the grasse the honny-dropping dew vvhich falls in teares before my limber shue Vpon my foote consumes in weeping still As it would say vvhy went'st thou vnto ill Thus to no place in safety can I goe But euery thing doth giue me cause of woe In that faire Casket of such wondrous cost Thou sent'st the night before mine honour lost Amimone was wrought a harmeles mayd By Neptune that adulterous God betrayd Shee prostrate at his feete begging with prayers vvringing her hands her eyes swolne vp with teares This was not the entrapping baite of men But by thy vertue gentle warning then To shew to me for what intent it came Least I therein should euer keepe my shame ●●d in this Casket ill I see it now vvat Ioues loue I-o turnd into a Cow Yet was shee kept with Argus hundred eyes So wakefull still be Iunos iealousies By this I well might haue forewarned beene T' haue cleerd my selfe to thy suspecting Queene vvho with more hundred eyes attendeth mee Then had poore Argus single eyes to see In this thou rightly imitatest Ioue Into a beast thou hast transformd thy loue Nay worser farre degenerate from kinde A monster both in body and in mind The waxen Taper which I burne by night vvith his dull vapory dimnes mocks my sight As though the damp which hinders his cleere flame Came from my breath in that night of my shame vvhen it did burne as darkenes vgly eye vvhen shot the starre of my virginitie And if a starre but by the glasse appeare I straight in treate it not to looke in heere I am already hatefull to the light It is enough betray me not to night Then sith my shame so much belongs to thee Rid me of that by onely murdring me And let it iustly to my charge be layde Thy royall person I would haue betrayd Thou shalt not neede by circumstance t'●ccuse mee If I denie it let the heauens refuse mee My life 's a blemish which doth cloude thy name Take it away and cleere shall shine thy fame Yeeld to my sute if euer pittie moou'd thee In this shew mercy as I

he desolutly climes Hauing thus brought his purpose to an end vvith a seu●re eye now more strictly looke Into the course that his ambition tooke 28 All fence the tree that serueth for a shade vvhose large growne body doth repulse the wind Vntill his wastfull branches doe inuade The straighter plants and them in prison bind And as a tyrant to the weaker made vvhen like a foule deuourer of his kind Vnto his roote all put their hands to hew vvhose roomth but hinders other that would grow 29 Thus at his ease whilst he securely sate And to his will these things assured were vvith a well-gouern'd and contented fate Neuer so much freed from suspicious feare vvell fortifi'd and in so good estate As not admits of danger to be neare But still we see before a suddaine shower The sunne shines hot'st and hath the greatest power 30 VVithin the Castell hath the Queene deuis'd A chamber with choyce rarities so frought As in the same she had imparadiz'd Almost what man by industrie hath sought VVhere with the curious Pensill was compriz'd vvhat could with colours by the Art be wrought In the most sure place of the Castell there vvhich she had nam'd the Tower of Mortimer 31 An orball forme with pillers small compos'd VVhich to the top like Paralels doe beare Arching the compasse where they were inclos'd Fashioning the faire Roofe like the Hemisphere In whose partitions by the lines dispos'd All the cleere Northerne Asterismes were In their corporeall shapes with starres inchased As by th' old Poets they in heauen were placed 32 About which lodgings towards the vpper face Ran a fine bordure circularly led As equall twixt the hi'st poynt and the base That as a Zone the waste ingerdled That lends the sight a breathing or a space Twixt things neere view and those farre ouer-head Vnder the which the Painters curious skill In liuely formes the goodly roome did fill 33 Heere Phoebus clipping Hyacintbus stood vvhose liues last drops his snowy breast imbrew The ones teares mixed with the others blood That shoul't be blood or teares no sight could view So mix'd together in a little flood Yet heere and there they seu'rally withdrew The pretty VVoodnimphs chasing him with Balme To bring the sweet boy from this deadly qualme 34 VVith the Gods Lire his Quiuer and his bow His golden Mantle cast vpon the ground T' expresse whose griefe Art euen her best did show The sledge so shadowed still seem'd to rebound To counterfet the vigor of the blow As still to giue new anguish to the wound The purple flower sprung from the blood that runne That openeth since and closeth with the sunne 35 By which the Heyfor Io Ioues fayre rape Gazing her new tane figure in a Brooke The water shadow'd to obserue the shape In the same forme that she on it doth looke So cunningly to cloude the wanton scape That gazing eyes the portrature mistooke By prospectiue deuisd beholding now This way a Maiden that way't seem'd a Cow 36 Swift Mercury like to a Shepheards boy Sporting with Hebe by a Fountaine brim vvith many a sweet glance many an amerous toy He sprinckling drops at her and she at him vvherein the Painter so explan'd their ioy As though his skill the perfect life could lym Vpon whose browes the water hung so cleere As through the drops the faire skin might appeare 37 And Ciffy Cyntbus with a thousand byrds vvhose freckled plumes adorne his bushy crowne Vnder whose shadow graze the stragling heards Out of whose top the fresh Springs trembling downe Dropping like fine pearle through his shaggy beards vvith mosse and climing Iuy ouer-growne The Rocke so liuely done in eu'ry part As nature could be paterned by Art 38 The naked Nimphs some vp and downe descending Small scattering flowers at one another flung vvith nimble tumes their limber bodies bending Cropping the blooming branches lately sprung Vpon the bryers theyr coloured Mantels rending vvhich on the Rocks grew heere and there among Some combe their hayre some making garlands by As with delight might satisfie the eye 39 There comes proude Phae●on tūbling through the cloudes Cast by his Palfrayes that their raines had broke And setting fire vppon the welked shrowds Now through the heauen runne madding from the yoke The elements together thrust in croudes Both Land and Sea hid in a reeking smoke Drawne with such life as some did much desire To warme themselues some frighted with the fire 40 The riuer Po that him receauing burn'd His seauen sisters standing in degrees Trees into women seeming to be turn'd As the Gods turn'd the women into trees Both which at once so mutually that mourn'd Drops from their boughes or teares fell from theyr eyes The fire seem'd to be water water flame Such excellence in showing of the same 41 And to this lodging did the light inuent That it should first a latterall ●ourse reflect Through a short roome into the window sent vvhence it should come expressiuely direct Holding iust distance to the lyneament And should the beames proport ' onably proiect And beeing there by condensated and graue To eu'ry figure a sure colour gaue 42 In part of which vnder a golden Vine vvhose broad-leau'd branches cou'ring ouer all Stoode a rich bed spred with this wanton twine Doubling themselues in their lasciuious fall vvhose rip'ned clusters seeming to decline vvhere as among the naked Cupids spraule Some at the sundry coloured birds doe shute Some swaruing vp to plucke the purple fruite 43 On which a Tissue counterpoint was cast Arachnes web the same did not surpasse vvherein the story of his fortunes past In liuely pictures neatly handled was How he escap'd the Tower in France how grac'd vvith stones embroyd'red of a wondrous masse About the border in a curious fret Emblems Empresas Hiroglifiques set 44 This flattering calme congeales that thickned shower vvhich the full cloudes of poysnous enuy fed vvhose desolution waits th' unhappy hower To let the fury on his hatefull head vvhich now was of that violence and power As his delights yet not imagined VVhen men suppose in safety most to stand Then greatest dangers are the neer'st at hand 45 Yet finding the necessity is such To execute what he doth vndertake And that his crowne it did so neerely touch If they too soone his sleeping power awake Th' attempt was great the danger was asmuch Must secretly prouide some course to take By which he might th' enterprise effect And most offend where he might least suspect 46 A deepe blacke Caue low in the earth is found vvhose duskie entrance like pale Morpheus Cell vvith strange Meanders windeth vnder ground vvhere sooty darknes euer-more doth dwell That with such dread and horror doth abound As might be deem'd an entrance into hell vvhich Architects to serue the Castell made vvhen as the Dane this Iland did inuade 47 Now on along this cranckling path doth keepe Then by a Rocke turnes vp another way Now rising vp now falling towards