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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A20836	Poems: by Michaell Draiton Esquire; Poems. Selected poems	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.	1605 (1605)	STC 7216; ESTC S109891	212,490	500

vnto For through mine eyes had she her liking seene Such as my loue such had my louer beene True loue is simple like his mother Truth Kindly affection youth to loue with youth No sharper corsiue to our blooming yeeres Then the colde badge of winter-blasted haires Thy kingly power makes to withstand thy foes But canst not keepe backe 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 Which 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 Which bade me taste the fruit of good and euill That Circe by whose magicke I was charmd And to this monstrous shape am thus transform'd That viperous hag the foe to her owne kinde That wicked spirite vnto the weaker minde Our frailtes plague our natures only curse Hels deepst damnation the worst euills worse But Henry 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 aire 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 guilty hand Which that names witnes doth against me stand Once did I sinne which memory doth cherrish Once I offended but I euer perrish What griefe can be but time doth make it lesse But infamie time neuer can suppresse Sometimes to passe the tedious irkesome houres I climbe the toppe of Woodstockes mounting towres Where in a Turret secretly I lie To view from farre such as doe trauell by Whether me thinkes all cast their eies at mee As through the stones my shame did make them see And with such hate the harmelesse walls doe view As vnto death their eies would me pursue The married women curse my hatefull life Which wrong a lawfull bed a Queene a wife The maidens wish I buried quicke may die The loathsome staine to their virginitie Well knewst thou what a monster I vvould be When thou didst build this Labyrinth for me Whose 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 circular in sin As in the Ta●ras heere this other day My maide and I did passe the time away Mongst many pictures which we passed by Theseely gerle at length hapt to espie Chaste Lucrece picture and desires to knowe What she should be herselfe that murdred so Why getle quoth I this is that Roman Dame Not able then to tell the rest for shame My tongue doth mine owne guiltinesse betray With that I send the pratling girle away Lest when my lisping guilty tongue should hault My lookes should be the index to my fault As that life blood which from the heart is sent In beauties field pitching his crimson Tent In lonely sanguine sutes the Lillie cheeke Whilst it but for a resting place doth seeke And changing often-times with sweete delight Conuerts the white to red the red to white The louely blush the palenesse doth distaine The palenesse makes the blush more faire againe Thus in my breast a thousand thoughts I carry Which in my passion diuersly do vary Whenas the Sunne hales towards the Westerne slade And the trees shadowes three times greater made Forth goe I to a little current neere Which like a wanton traile creepes heere and there Wherewith mine angle casting in my baite The little fishes dreading the deceit With fearefull nibbling flie th' inticing gin By nature taught what danger lies therein Things reasonlesse thus warnde by nature be Yet I deuour'd the baite was laid for me Thinking thereon and breaking into grones The bubling spring which trips vpon the stones Chides me away lest 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'vnchaste this name shall giuen be Of Rosamond deriu'd from sinne and me The Cliffords take from me that name of theirs 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 their name abuse Heere in the garden wrought by curious hands Naked Diana in the fountaine stands With all her Nimphes got round about to hide her As when Acteon had by chance espide her This sacred Image I no sooner view'd But as that metamorphosde man pursu'd By his owne hounds so by my thoughts am I Which chase me still which way so ere I flie Touching the grasse the honny-dropping dew Which falls in teares before my limber shue Vpon my foote consumes in weeping still As it would say why wentst thou vnto ill Thus to no place in safetie can I goe But euery thing doth giue me cause of woe In that faire Casket of such wondrous cost Thou sentst the night before mine honor lost Amimone was wrought a harmelesse maide By Neptune that adult'rous God betraide She prostrate at his feete begging with praiers Wringing 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 Lest I therein should euer keepe my shame And in this Casket ill I see it now What Ioues loue I-o turnde into a Cow Yet was she kept with Argus hundred eyes So wakefull stil● be Iunoes jealousies By this I well might haue forewarned beene T' haue cleerde my selfe to thy suspecting Queene Who with more hundred eyes at endeth mee Then had poore Argus single eyes to see In this thou rightly imitatest Ioue Into a beast thou hast transformde thy loue Nay worser farre degenerate from kinde A monster both in body and in minde The waxen taper which I burne by night With his dull vapory dimnesse mocks my sight As though the dampe which hinders his cleere flame Came from my breath in that night of my shame When it did burne as darknesse vgly eye When shot the starre of my v●ginitie And if a starre but by the glasse appeare I strait intreat 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 murdering mee And let it iustly to my charge be laide Thy royall person I would haue betraide Thou shalt not neede by circumstance t' accuse me If I deny it let the heauens refuse me My life 's a blemish which doth clowd

that honour was his end And by the hate they bare to others crimes Did not his faults so carefully attend Perceiuing how he desolutely climes Hauing thus brought his purpose to an end With a seuere eye now more strictly looke Into the course that his ambition tooke 28 All fence the tree that serueth for a shade Whose large growne body doth repulse the winde Vntill his wastefull branches do inuade The straighter plants and them in prison binde And as a tyrant to the weaker made When like a foule deuourer of his kinde Vnto his roote all put their hands to hew Whose romth but hinders others that would grow 29 Thus at his ease whilst he securely sate And to his will these things assured were With a wel gouernd and contented fate Neuer so much freed from suspitious feare Wel fortifide and in so good estate As not admits of danger to be neare But still we see before a sodaine shower The sunne shines hotst and hath the greatest power 30 Within the Castle hath the Queene deuisde A chamber with choice rarities so frought As in the same she had imparadizde Almost what man by industrie hath sought where with the curious pensill was comprizde what could with colours by the Arte be wrought In the most sure place of the Castle there which she had namde the Tower of Mortimer 31 An orball forme with pillers small composde Which to the top like paralels doe beare Arching the compasse where they vvere inclosde Fashioning the faire roofe like the hemisphere In whose partitions by the lines disposde 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 point and the base That as a Zone the waste ingirdled 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 Haycinthus stood whose liues last drops his snowie 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 with-drew The pretty wood-nimphs chafing him with balme To bring the sweete boy from his deadly qualme 34 With the Gods Lire his quiuer and his bow His golden mantle cast vpon the ground T' expresse whose geiefe 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 flowre sprung from the blood that run That opneth since and closeth with the Sun 35 By which the heyfer Io Ioues faire 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 clowde the wanton scape That gazing eyes the portrature mistooke By prospectiue deuisde beholding now This way a maiden that way ●t seemde a Cow 36 Swist Mercury like to a Sheepheards boy Sporting with Hebe by a fountaine brim with many a sweete glance many an amorous toy He sprinckling drops at her and she at him wherein the Painter so explainde their ioy As though his skill the perfect life could lim Vpon whose browes the water hung so cleere As throgh the drops the faire skin might appeare 37 And Ciffy Cynthus with a thousand birds whose 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 With mosse and climing Ivie 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 With nimble turnes their limber bodies bending Cropping the blooming branches lately sprung Vpon the briers their coloured mantles rending Which on the Rockes grew heere and there among Some combe their haire some making garlands by As with delight might satisfie the eye 39 There comes prowde Phaeton tumbling through the clowdes Cast by his Palfraies that their raines had broke And setting fire vpon the welked shrowdes Now through the heauen run madding from the yoke The elements together thrust in crowdes 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 receiuing burnde His seauen sisters standing in degrees Trees vnto women seeming to be turnde As the gods turnde the women into trees Both which at once so mutually that mournde Drops from their boughs or tears fell from their eyes The fire seemde to be water water flame Such excellence in shewing of the same 41 And to this lodging did the light inuent That it should first a naturall course reflect Through a short roome into the window sent Whence it should come expressiuely direct Holding iust distance to the lineament And should the beames proport onably proiect And being thereby condensated and graue To eu'ry figure a sure colour gaue 42 In part of which vnder a golden Vine Whose broad leau'd brauches cou'ting ouer all Stood a rich bed spred with this wanton twine Doubling themselues in their lasciuious fall Whose rip'ned clus●ers seeming to decline VVhereas among the naked Cupids sprawle Some at the sundry coloured birds do shute Some swaruing vp to plucke the purple fruite 43 On which a Tissue counterpoint was cast Arachnes web the same did not surpasse Wherein the story of his fortunes past In liuely pictures neatly handled was How he escap'd the Tower in France how grac'd with stones embroyd'red of a wondrous masse About the border in a curious fret Emblems Empresas H●●oglifiques set 44 This flattering calme congeales that thickned shower Which the full clowdes of poisnous enuy fed whose desolution waits th vnhappy hower To let the fury on his hatefull head which now was of that violence and power As his delights yet not imagined when men suppose in safety most to stand Then greatest dangers are the neer'st at hand 45 Yet finding the necessitie is such To execute what he doth vndertake And that his crowne it did so neerely tuch If they too soone his sleeping power awake Th' attempt was great the danger was as much 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 whose duskie entrance like pale Morpheus Cell with strange Meanders windeth vnder ground where sooty darkenes euermore doth dwell That with such dread and horror doth abound As might be deemde an entrance into hell which Architects to serue the Castell made Whenas the Dane this Iland did inuade 47