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"hus when he ended had his heauie plaint, Tho when the pang was somewhat ouerpast, The heauiest plaint that euer I heard And the outragious passion nigh appeased, sound,
541 I him desirde, sith daie was ouercast, His cheekes wext pale, and sprights began to And darke night fast approched, to be pleased faint,
To turne aside vnto my Cabinet, As if againe he would haue fallen to ground; And staie with me, till he were better eased Which when I saw, I (stepping to him light) Of that strong stownd, which him so sore Amooued him out of his stonie swound,
560 And gan him to recomfort as I might.
But by no meanes I could him win thereto, But he no waie recomforted would be, Ne longer him intreate with me to staie, Nor suffer solace to approach him nie, But without taking leaue, he foorth did goe But casting vp a sdeinfull eie at me, 549 | With staggring pace and dismall lookes That in his traunce I would not let him lie, dismay, Did rend his haire, and beat his blubbred face As if that death he in the face had seene; As one disposed wilfullie to die,
Or hellish hags had met vpon the way: That I sore grieu'd to see his wretched case. But what of him became I cannot weene.
TO THE RIGHT
worthy and noble Knight
SIR, that you may see that I am not fauours and sundrie good turnes shewed to me a!
alwaies ydle as yee thinke, though not my late being in England, and with your good greatly well occupied, nor altogither vndutifull, countenance protect against the malice of euill though not precisely officious, I make you present mouthes, which are alwaies wide open to carpe of this simple pastorall, vnworthie of your higher at and misconstrue my simple meaning. I pray conceipt for the meanesse of the stile, but agreeing continually for your happinesse. From my house with the truth in circumstance and matter. The of Kilcolman ihe 27. of December. 1591. which I humbly beseech you to accept in part of
Yours euer humbly. paiment of the infinite debt in which I acknowledge my selfe bounden vnto you, for your singular
He shepheards boy (best knowen by that | Was heard to sound as she was wont on hye, name)
Hast made vs all so blessed and so blythe. 21 That after Tityrus first sung his lay,
Whilest thou wast hence, all dead in dole did lie: Laies of sweet loue, without rebuke or blame, The woods were heard to waile full many a Sate (as his custome was) vpon a day,
sythe, Charming his oaten pipe vnto his peres,
And all their birds with silence to complaine : The shepheard swaines that did about him The fields with faded flowers did seem to mourne, play:
And all their flocks from feeding to refraine : Who all the while with greedie listfull eares, The running waters wept for thy returne, Did stand astonisht at his curious skill, And all their fish with languour did lament: Like hartlesse deare, dismayd with thunders But now both woods and fields, and foods sound.
reviue, At last when as he piped had his fill, 10 Sith thou art come, their cause of meriment, 30 He rested him: and sitting then around, That vs late dead, hast made againe aliue : One of those groomes (a jolly groome was he, But were it not too painfull to repeat As euer piped on an oaten reed,
The passed fortunes, which to thee befell And lou'd this shepheard dearest in degree, In thy late voyage, we thee would entreat, Hight Hobbinol) gan thus to him areed. Now at thy leisure them to vs to tell.
Colin my liefe, my life, how great a losse To whom the shepheard gently answered Had all the shepheards nation by thy lacke ?
thus, And I poore swaine of many greatest crosse : Hobbin thou temptest me to that I couet : That sith thy Muse first since thy turning For of good passed newly to discus, backe
By dubble vsurie doth twise renew it.
And since I saw that Angels blessed eie, 40 | But of my riuer Bregogs loue I soong, Her worlds bright sun, her heauens fairest Which to the shiny Mulla he did beare, light,
And yet doth beare, and euer will, so long My mind full of my thoughts satietie, As water doth within his bancks appeare. Doth feed on sweet contentment of that sight: Of fellow ship (said then that bony Boy) Since that same day in nought I take delight, Record to vs that louely lay againe : Ne feeling haue in any earthly pleasure, The staie whereof, shall nought these eares But in remembrance of that glorious bright, annoy, My lifes sole blisse, my hearts eternall threasure. Who all that Colin makes, do couet faine. Wake then my pipe, my sleepie Muse awake, Heare then (quoth he) the tenor of my tale, Till I haue told her praises lasting long : In sort as I it to that shepheard told : Hobbin desires, thou maist it not forsake, 50 No leasing new, nor Grandams fable stale, Harke then ye iolly shepheards to my song. But auncient truth confirm'd with credence old. With that they all gan throng about him Old father Mole, (Mole hight that mountain neare,
gray With hungrie eares to heare his harmonie : That walls the Northside of Armulla dale) The whiles their flocks deuoyd of dangers feare, He had a daughter fresh as floure of May, Did round about them feed at libertie.
Which gaue that name vnto that pleasant vale; One day (quoth he) I sat, (as was my trade) Mulla the daughter of old Mole, so hight Vnder the foote of Mole that mountaine hore, The Nimph, which of that water course has Keeping my sheepe amongst the cooly shade, charge, Of the greene alders the Mullaes shore: That springing out of Mole, doth run downe There a straunge shepheard chaunst to find me right out,
60 To Butteuant, where spreading forth at large, Whether allured with my pipes delight, It giueth name vnto that auncient Cittie, Whose pleasing Sound yshrilled far about, Which Kilnemullah cleped is of old : Or thither led by chaunce, I know not right: Whose ragged ruines breed great ruth and Whom when I asked from what place he came, pittie, And how he hight, himselfe he did ycleepe, To trauailers, which it from far behold. The shepheard of the Ocean by name, Full faine she lou'd, and was belou'd full faine, And said he came far from the main-sea Of her owne brother riuer, Bregog hight, deepe.
So hight because of this deceitfull traine, He sitting me beside in that same shade, Which he with Mulla wrought to win delight. Prouoked me to plaie some pleasant fit, But her old sire more carefull of her good, 120 And when he heard the musicke which I made, And meaning her much better to preferre, He found himselfe full greatly pleasd at it: 71 Did thinke to match her with the neighbour Yet æmuling my pipe, he tooke in hond
flood, My pipe before that æmuled of many, Which Allo hight, Broad water called farre: And plaid theron ; (for well that skill he cond) And wrought so well with his continuall paine, Himselfe as skilfull in that art as any. That he that riuer for his daughter wonne: He pip’d, I sung; and when he sung, I piped, The dowre agreed, the day assigned plaine, By chaunge of turnes, each making other mery, The place appointed where it should be doone. Neither enuying other, nor enuied,
Nath lesse the Nymph her former liking held; So piped we, vntill we both were weary. For loue will not be drawne, but must be
There interrupting him, a bonie swaine, 80 ledde,
his course the wanton Bregog bent, Or carol made to praise thy loued lasse. Him to deceiue for all his watchfull ward,
Nor of my loue, nor of my losse (quoth he). The wily louer did deuise this slight: I then did sing, as then occasion fell:
First into many parts his streame he shar’d, For loue had me forlorne, forlorne of me, 90 That whilest the one was watcht, the other That made me in that desart chose to dwell. might
Passe vnespide to meete her by the way ; 140 Besides her peerlesse skill in making well And then besides, those little streames so And all the ornaments of wondrous wit, broken
Such as all womankynd did far excell: 190 He vnder ground so closely did conuay, Such as the world admyr'd and praised it: That of their passage doth appeare no token, So what with hope of good, and hate of ill, Till they into the Mullaes water slide. He me perswaded forth with him to fare: So secretly did he his loue enioy :
Nought tooke I with me, but mine oaten quill: Yet not so secret, but it was descride, Small needments else need shepheard to prepare. And told her father by a shepheards boy. So to the sea we came; the sea ? that is Who wondrous wroth for that so foule despight, A world of waters heaped vp on hie, In great auenge did roll downe from his hill
Rolling like mountaines in wide wildernesse, Huge mightie stones, the which encomber might Horrible, hideous, roaring with hoarse crie. His passage, and his water-courses spill. 151 And is the sea (quoth Coridon) so fearfull ? So of a Riuer, which he was of old,
Fearful much more (quoth he) then hart can He none was made, but scattred all to nought, And lost emong those rocks into him rold, Thousand wyld beasts with deep mouthes gapDid lose his name : so deare his loue he bought. ing direfull
Which hauing said, him Thestylis bespake, Therin stil wait poore passengers to teare. Now by my life this was a mery lay : Who life doth loath, and longs death to behold, Worthie of Colin selfe, that did it make. Before he die, alreadie dead with feare, But read now eke of friendship I thee pray, And yet would live with heart halfe stonie What dittie did that other shepheard sing ? cold, For I do couet most the same to heare, 161 Let him to sea, and he shall see it there. As men vse most to couet forreine thing. And yet as ghastly dreadfull
, as it seemes, That shall I eke (quoth he) to you declare. Bold men presuming life for gaine to sell, His song was all a lamentable lay,
Dare tempt that gulf, and in those wandring Of great vnkindnesse, and of vsage hard, Of Cynthia the Ladie of the sea,
Seek waies vnknowne, waies leading down to Which from her presence faultlesse him debard. hell. And euer and anon with singults rife, For as we stood there waiting on the strond, He cryed out, to make his vndersong Behold an huge great vessell to vs came, Ah my loues queene, and goddesse of my life, Dauncing vpon the waters back to tond, Who shall me pittie, when thou doest me As if it scornd the daunger of the same, wrong?
171 Yet was it but a wooden frame and fraile, Then gan a gentle bony lasse to speake, Glewed togither with some subtile matter, That Marin hight, Right well he sure did Yet had it armes and wings, and head and taile, plaine:
And life to moue it selfe vpon the water. That could great Cynthiaes sore displeasure Strange thing, how bold and swift the monster breake,
was, And moue to take him to her grace againe. That neither car'd for wynd, nor haile, nor But tell on further Colin, as befell
raine, Twixt him and thee, that thee did hence dis- Nor swelling waues, but thorough them did suade.
passe When thus our pipes we both had wearied So proudly, that she made them roare againe. well;
The same aboord vs gently did receaue, (Quoth he) and each an end of singing made, And without harme vs farre away did beare, He gan to cast great lyking to my lore, 180 So farre that land our mother vs did leaue, And great dislyking to my lucklesse lot: And nought but sea and heauen to vs appeare. That banisht had my selfe, like wight forlore, Then hartlesse quite and full of inward feare, Into that waste, where I was quite forgot. That shepheard 'I besought to me to tell, 229 The which to leaue, thenceforth he counseld Vnder what skie, or in what world we were,
In which I saw no liuing people dwell. Vnmeet for man, in whom was ought regardfull, Who me recomforting all that he might, And wend with him, his Cynthia to see : Told me that that same was the Regiment Whose grace was great, and bounty most of a great shepheardesse, that Cynthia hight, rewardfull.
His liege his Ladie, and his lifes Regent