The Lovers delight! OR, A pleasant Pastorall Sonnet To a new Court Tune.
COme love, lets walke into the springe,
where wée will heare the blackbird singe;
[...] Robin Redbrest, and the Thrush,
the nightingale on thornie bush,
Their musick swéetely Carcowling,
that to my love Content may bring.
In yonder dale there are swéete flowers,
with many pleasant shadie bowers;
[...]ling brooke with silver streames,
all beautified with Phebus beames:
I stood behind a trée for feare,
To sée Dyana bathe her there.
[...] where the nimph, with all her traine
comes tripping ore the Packe a maine:
In yonder grove there will they stay
at barlie-breake to sport and playe:
Where wée will sitt us downe and sée
faire beautie mixt with Chastitée.
The
[...]uthfull shephard with delight
Will tune a pleasant o
[...]ten pipe:
[...] with heavenly note
will stretch and straine her varie throate;
[...] and cleare their nimphs will sing
that hills and vallies all will ringe.
The shepheard
Stephan with his friend
the faithfull
Elayes will attend
My playe before the Quéene, to prove
who best deserves
Vranias love:
A most strange sight there shall you sée
rivalls of love and amitie.
Menalcas and
Amintas young,
brave
Coridon, and
Thersis strong
Your minds would unto pleasure move
to have them plead for
Phillis love:
Iudge of these tryumphs who shall be
but the faire Quéene of chastity?
Under the shade of yonder pine
you sée a Royall throne devine
Prepared for the Iudge to sit,
the Quéene of beauty and of wit,
Wise
Pallas in her Majesty
the pavid Iudge is chose to be.
The Quéene of love is banisht there
For feare that
Phaebe take offence;
Her wanton sonne must not come there,
nor
Cylharea once appeare:
It grieves my heart to thinke that shée
from this aspect exempt must be.
For if the Quéene of love should spie
the splendour of thy heavenly eye,
Shée should perswade her winged Sonne
to wound thy heart as hée hath done.
My silly breast with dreade and feare,
but O the chaince, shée is not here.
Sée where the wood-Nimphs rankt do stand
with each a garland in her hand,
Compact of mix and swéete bayes;
for who deserved the chiefest prayse
In pleading of their passions here,
the Lawrell Crowne away must beare.
Upon this
[...] of vyolets blew
a seate most
[...] for lovers true:
Here may wée sit us downe and sée
love tryumph is his Majesty:
By the swéete
[...] that are sung,
wée shall
[...], who suffred wrong.
But stay, the Iudges comes to sit,
the
[...] of chastity and wit:
The
[...] all are ready here
in comly habits to appeare.
All wrongs here righted wée shall sée
by the faire Queene of chastity.
The second part, To the same tune.
SWeet heart come tel me whose soft layes
in your conceit deserves most prayse?
Or who did set forth passions best?
how
Cupid wounded his breste
I know you hade noted all that's past,
from the first m
[...] unto the last.
Me thought it great content did bring,
to heare the Shepheards carrowling,
To Crowne
Cilra
[...], made her choise,
Menalcas for his
[...] voyce;
Which glory did small pleasure move,
since
Coridon had
Phillis love.
To wrastle and throw barres of length;
all men gave place to
Thersis strength:
His stedfast footing none could move,
yet for all this hée lost his love
No strength or harmony of voyce
could
Phillis move to make her choyce.
If it had rested in my power,
there to have chose a paramour:
Hée whom I thought deserv'd most grace,
was young
Amintas; whose swéet face,
And nimble féete could not be matcht.
the Deities I feare were catcht.
Did you not note how
Pallas swore
the like shée never saw before?
Had
Meliager made such hast,
Athlanta had the wager lost:
In token of deserved praise,
she crowned him with lasting bayes.
Then
Phaebe unto
Phillis said,
to make thy choise be not afraide,
For if I were the Nimph to choose,
Amintas I would not refuse:
But all in vaine they did exhort,
for
Corridon had
Phillis hearte
Both
Pallas and
Diana chast,
did almost straine with breathles hast:
Who could their prayses farther heape,
on young
Amintas and his shéepe,
His person, gesture, and his grace
they did applaud, and his swéete face.
But tell mée love the reason, why
[...]
Phillis with the Christall eye,
Did all the youthfull swaines refuse,
and
Corridon a love did chuse?
Since they in beauty did excell,
and for each prayse did heare the bell.
It séemes the beauty of the mind,
did in this case strike
Phillis blind:
His eloquence of tongue and wit,
in place whereas the Iudge did sit
Was his chiefe gaine, and their foule losse,
Vlisses so had
Ajax crosse.
But one thing much doth make mée muse,
why swéete
Vrania did refuse,
Her two beloved Ryvalls there?
in whom such friendship did appeare,
That stil they wil'd her with one voyce,
in friendly wise to make her choyce.
How prettily they laid the ground,
how shée at first their heart did wound,
When shée by them her Neate did keepe,
and leaving the man halfe a sleepe,
Her bird out of her pocket runne,
and unto
Strephans hand did come.
The pretty neatresse did awake.
heareing her fluttering bird escape,
And unto
Strephans hand did hye,
he did restore imediatly
Her bird, and eke his heart she got,
and in her snow white bosome put.
The silly bird but for his love
his passions could in no wayes move.
[...] for himselfe nor his trew friend,
as it appeared in the end,
That neither party should grow wroth,
shée most unkinde refused them both.
And now mée thinkes the sun growes low.
If you be
[...], your friends will know
[...] you and I have béene alone,
which to
[...] bring you home,
To part it is a second hell,
loth to depart
[...] farewell.
FINIS.
Printed at London for Francis Coules.