Complete Poems Volume 1

Complete Poems Volume 1

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1869 edition. Excerpt: remoue, With mine owne blood: and yf for thy behoue Thest bloody lynes do not thy Cares conuert: I vowe the next shall bleede out of my hert. So that we came to London both yfere ' And there his Goddesse tarryed, tyll we came, I am to blame to call hir Goddesse here, Since she deserude in deede no Goddesse name, I maye not write what words betweene them past, How teares of griefe were turnde to teares of ioye, Nor how their dole became delight at last, Nor how they made great myrth of much anoye, Nor how content was coyned out of coye. But what I sawe and what I well maye write, That (as I maye) I meane for to endite. O louing Youthes, this glasse was made for you, And in the same you may your selues behold. Beleeue me nowe not one in all your crew Which (where he loues) hath courage to be bold. Your Creffides climes are alwaies vncontrold; You dare not saye the Sunne is cleare and bright: You dare not sweare that darkesome is the night. Terence was wise which taught by Pamphilus, Howe courage quailes where loue beblinds the sence, Though proofe oft-times makes louers quarelous, Yet small excuse serues loue for iust defence. These Courtzsanes haue power by pretence To make a Swan of that which was a Crowe, As though blacke pitche were turned into Snowe. For as the Tree, which crooked growes by kinde, (Although it be with propping vnderset) In tract of time to crooked course wyll twinde, Hee went to warres that wont to liue in rest; And warres in deede he made withouten blowes, Bartello, he which writeth ryding tales, Bringes in a Knight which cladde was all in greene, That sighed sore amidde his greeuous gales, And was in hold as Bartholmew hath beene. But (for a placke) it maye therein be seene, That that same Knight which there more

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  • Paperback | 26 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 68g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236792998
  • 9781236792990