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And twice desire, ere it be day,

That which with scorn she put away. What though she strive to try her strength, And ban and brawl, and say thee nay, Her feeble force will yield at length, When craft hath taught her thus to say,–

“ Had women been so strong as men,

In faith you had not had it then." And to her will frame all thy ways : Spare not to spend, and chiefly there Where thy desert may merit praise, By ringing in thy lady's ear :

The strongest castle, tower, and town,

The golden bullet beats it down.
Serve always with assured trust,
And in thy suit be humble, true ;
Unless thy lady prove unjust,
Seek never thou to choose a new.

When time shall serve, be thou not slack

To proffer, though she put thee back.
The wiles and guiles that women work,
Dissembled with an outward show,
The tricks and toys that in them lurk,
The cock that treads them shall not know.
Have you not heard it said full oft,

A woman's nay doth stand for nought?
Think, women still to strive with men
To sin, and never for to saint:
There is no heaven; be holy then,
When time with age shall them attaint.

Were kisses all the joys in bed,

One woman would another wed.
But soft! enough,—too much, I fear ;
Lest that my mistress hear my song,
She will not stick to warm my ear',

7 She will not stick to warm my ear,] So the manuscript in our possession : “ The Passionate Pilgrim,” 1599, has it,

“ She will not stick to round me on th' ear,” which cannot be right.

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8 Live with me and be my love,] This poem, here incomplete, and what is called “ Love's Answer,” still more imperfect, may be seen at length in Percy's “ Reliques,” vol. i. p. 237. They belong to Christopher Marlowe and Sir Walter Raleigh : the first is assigned by namo to Marlowe in “ England's Helicon,” 1600, (sign. A 2) and the last appears in the same collection, under the name of Ignoto, which was a signature sometimes adopted by Sir Walter Raleigh. They are, besides, assigned to both these authors in Walton's “ Angler ” (p. 149. edit. 1808) under the titles of “ The milk.maid's song," and “ The Milk-maid's Mother's answer.”

XXI.
As it fell upon a dayo
In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade,
Which a grove of myrtles made',
Beasts did leap and birds did sing,
Trees did grow and plants did spring ;
Every thing did banish moan,
Save the nightingale alone :
She, poor bird, as all forlorn,
Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn,
And there sung the dolefull’st ditty,
That to hear it was great pity.
Fie, fie, fie ! now would she cry;
Tereu, Tereu ! by and by ;
That to hear her so complain
Scarce I could from tears refrain,
For her griefs, so lively shown,
Made me think upon mine own.
Ah! thought I, thou mourn'st in vain,
None takes pity on thy pain :
Senseless trees they cannot hear thee,
Ruthless bears they will not cheer thee.
King Pandion he is dead,
All thy friends are lapp'd in lead,
All thy fellow birds do sing,
Careless of thy sorrowing?.

XXII.
Whilst as fickle fortune smild',
Thou and I were both beguild :

• As it fell upon a day] This poem is contained in R. Barnfield's “ Encomion of Lady Pecunia," 1598. It is also inserted in “ England's Helicon," 1600, (H. 2) under the signature of Ignoto; but as Barnfield reprinted it as his in 1605, there can be little doubt that he was the author of it.

Which a grove of myrtles made,] Some modern editors state, that in “ England's Helicon," 1600,“ grove” is printed group: the fact is otherwise ; the mistake having arisen from not consulting the original edition of that poetical miscellany : it is group in the reprint of “ England's Helicon” in 1812. 2 Careless of thy sorrowing.) “ England's Helicon” here adds this couplet :

“ Even so, poor bird, like thee,

None alive will pity me." 3 Whilst as fickle fortune smild,] This is the last poem in “ The Passionate VOL. VIII.

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Every one that flatters thee
Is no friend in misery.
Words are easy, like the wind;
Faithful friends are hard to find :
Every man will be thy friend,
Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend ;
But if store of crowns be scant,
No man will supply thy want.
If that one be prodigal,
Bountiful they will him call, .
And with such like flattering,
Pity but he were a king.
If he be addict to vice,
Quickly him they will entice :
If to women he be bent,
They have him at commandement;
But if fortune once do frown,
Then, farewell his great renown:
They that fawn'd on him before
Use his company no more.
He that is thy friend indeed
He will help thee in thy need :
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep :
Thus of every grief in heart,
He with thee does bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.

THE PHENIX AND TURTLE". Let the bird of loudest lay, On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste wings obey.

Pilgrim," 1599. It is a separate production, both in subject and place, with a division between it and Barnfield's poem, which precedes it: nevertheless they have been incautiously coupled in some modern editions.

4 The Phænix and Turtle.] This poem is printed, as we have given it, with the name of Shakespeare, in Robert Chester's “Love's Martyr, or Rosalin's Complaint,” 1601. It occurs near the end, among what are called on the titlepage “new Compositions of several modern Writers, whose names are subscribed to their several Works."

But thou shrieking harbinger,
Foul pre-currer of the fiend,
Augur of the fever's end,
To this troop come thou not near.

From this session interdict
Every fowl of tyrant wing,
Save the eagle, feather'd king :
Keep the obsequy so strict.

Let the priest in surplice white,
That defunctive music can,
Be the death-divining swan,
Lest the requiem lack his right.

And thou, treble-dated crow,
That thy sable gender mak'st
With the breath thou giv’st and tak’st,
’Mongst our mourners shalt thou go.

Here the anthem doth commence :
Love and constancy is dead ;
Phoenix and the turtle fled
In a mutual flame from hence.

So they lov’d, as love in twain
Had the essence but in one ;
Two distincts, division none :
Number there in love was slain.

Hearts remote, yet not asunder ;
Distance, and no space was seen
”Twixt the turtle and his queen :
But in them it were a wonder.

So between them love did shine,
That the turtle saw his right
Flaming in the Phænix' sight:
Either was the other's mine.
Property was thus appall’d,
That the self was not the same ;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was call’d.

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