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A16678
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The shepheards tales
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Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.
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1621
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STC 3584; ESTC S104661
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that was cause he grew iâ— disesteeme Sap. Alas that want of meanes should make vs meane Dory So did it fare with him for 〈◊〉 his praise Though with his tongue he wrong'd me many waies But tongues inur'd to tales are nere beleeu'd He had from Nature choicest gifts receau'd Which might haue mou'd loue in a worthy creature If that his life had beene vnto his feature But promising out-sides like the Panthers skin Though faire without are oft times foule within But heauens I hope to mercy will receiue him His wrongs to me are buried so I leaue him Corid But admit Shepheard they had beene affide Shee might reuolt it cannot be denide Dory I grant she might and I confesse there be Some that haue done 't are greater farre than we But goodnesse is the marke not height of state That meaner men by right should imitate I might produce store of examples here But lest I should be tedious I forbeare What tragick Scenes from breach of faith are bred How it hath caus'd much guiltlesse bloud be shed This caus'd me for a time to hold my hand To see how all this businesse would stand And that I might my fancie better waine From her I lou'd to Troynouant I came Where I imploi'd my selfe no little time About occasions for a friend of mine For I did thinke to be from place remou'd Would make me soone forget the wench I lou'd Sap. I rather thinke it would thy loue renew Dory Sapphus it did and farre more rigour shew For true it is when louers goe to wooe Each mile's as long as ten each houre as two Whence each true louer by experience prones Man is not where he liues but where he loues For what delight as all delights were there Could my enthralled minde refresh or cheere Wanting my Loue whose only sight could show More true content than all the world could doe Yet stay'd I still expecting I should heare How in my absence she herselfe did beare And whether those same rumours which I heard Were true or false as I found afterward Lin. How went they Dorycles Dor. Howso'ere they went I found Bellina meerely innocent Whence I inferr'd that many times we wrong them By causelesse laying false aspersions on them For I perceiu'd she had beene woo'd by many But neuer yet affianc'd vnto any Coryd Thrice happie Dorycles Dor. Happie indeed Till worse euents did afterwaards succeed Coryd What fate Dor. Farre worse than ere on Shepheard leight Tech. Expresse it Heardsman Dor. So I purpose streight Hauing thus heard all rumours to be vaine I streight resolu'd to returne backe againe Into my Countrey where I found my wench The same I left her when I came from thence So as in briefe so happie was my state I meant my marriage rites to consummate Which that they might be done more solemnly All our young Shepheards in a company Address'd themselues to grace that day beside The choicest Damsels to attend the Bride For to preuent occasion of delay Set downe on both sides was the Mariage day Tech. Me thinkes this cannot chuse but happen well Dory Stay Technis heare what afterwards befellâ— The Euen before that I should maried be One came in all haste and acquainted me How Cacus that vnciuill lossell would Carry the best Ram that I had to fold Wherewith incens'd withouten further stay Going to th' sold I met him in the way Who of my Ram not onely me denide But vs'd me in disgracefull sort beside Which I distasting without more adoe Reach'd my vnnurtur'd Cacus such a blow As he in heat of passion aymd his Crooke Iust at my head to wound me with the stroake Which I rewarded so as by our men Without more hurt we both were parted then But scarce had Phoebus lodged in the West Till He whose fury would not let him rest Sent me a challenge stuffed with disgrace Length of his Weapon Second and the Place Dym Then we must haue a field fought Dory Without stay I met him though it was my mariage day Though not on equall termes Tech. More fit't had bin T'encounter'd with Bellina than with him Sapp I would haue thought so Technis Lin. So would hee If he had beene resolu'd as he should be Dor. Shephcards 't is true but now it is too late For to exclaime against relentlesse fate Whose aduerse hand prouented that delight Which louers reape in a blest nuptiall night Cor. Thou mighâ—st with â—reait haue deferr'd it Swaine Dor. I know it Corydon but 't was my aime To right my reputation which did stand Engag'd vnlesse I met him out a hand Which I perform'd and with my Second too To beare me witnesse what I meant to doe Dym And he perform'd the like Dor. He vow'd he would And so indeed by Law of armes he should But I perceiu'd his recreant spirit such To sight on equall termes he thought too much Neere to Soranus caue there stands a groue Which Poets faine was consecrate to Loue Though then it seem'd to be transform'd by fate From th' groue of Loue vnto the graue of Hate There we did meet where he out of distrust Fearing the cause he fought for was not iust To second his iniurious act did bring A rout of desperate rogues along with him Who lurking kept together till we met And so vpon aduantage me beset As fight or fall there was no remedie Such was the height of Cacus villanie Tech. Who euer heard a more perfidious tricke Dor. T is true yet though my Second had been sicke And much enfeebled in his former strength We held them play till haplesly at length Through violence of fury from himfell His lucklesse weapen Dym Oh I heare thee tell A heauy Seene Dor. Yes Dymnus hadst thou seene How our shed bloud purpled the flowrie greene What crimson streamlins flow'd from either of vs Thou wouldst haue pitied though thounere did loue vs For hauing fought so long as we had breath Breathlesse we lay as Images of death Bereft of sense or Motion Sap. 'Las for woe Any true Heardsman should be vsed so Cor. What boundlesse sorrowes were ye plunged in Dor. T is true and worser farre had vsed bin Had not Dametas that well natur'd Swaine Repair'd that instant to our forlorne Plaine Who seeing vs and in what state we were In due compassion could not well forbeare From shedding teares so soone as he had found Our red-bath'd Corpes fast glewed to the ground Oft did he reare our Bodies but in vaine For breathlesse they fell to the Earth againe Oft did he rub our temples to restore That vitall heat which was supprest before But without hope of life though life was there As Men of Earth did we on Earth appeare At last assisted by a Swaine or two See what the Prouidence of Heauen can doe We were conueyed to a Graunge hard by Whereto were Surgeons sent immediatly Whose learned skill dram'd from experience Brought vs in time to haue a little sense Of