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“Am I rewarded thus," quoth he,
“In giving all I have Unto my children, and to beg
For what I lately gave ? I'll go unto my Gonorell:
My second child, I know, Will be more kind and pitiful,
And will relieve my woe.'
Full fast he hies then to her court;
Where when she heard his moan, Return'd him answer, that she griev'd
That all his means were gone,
Yet if that he would stay
What scullions gave away.
When he had heard, with bitter tears,
He made his answer then;
Example to all men.
"Unto my Ragan's court;
But in a kinder sort."
Where when he came, she gave command
To drive him thence away:
(She said) he would not stay. Then back again to Gonorell
The woeful king did hie,
What scullion boys set by.
But there of that he was deny'd
Which she had promis'd late : For once refusing, he should not,
Come after to her gate.
Thus twixt his daughters for relief
He wandred up and down,
That lately wore a crown.
And calling to remembrance then
His youngest daughters words, That said, the duty of a child
Was all that love affords-
Whom he had banish'd so,
He bore the wounds of woe.
Which made him rend his milk-white locks
And tresses from his head,
With age and honour spread.
He made his hourly moan,
Did seem to sigh and groan.
Even thus possest with discontents,
He passed o’re to France,
To find some gentler chance.
Of this her father's grief,
Him comfort and relief.
And by a train of noble peers,
In brave and gallant sort,
To Aganippus court;
So freely gave consent
To fame and courage bent.
And so to England came with speed,
To repossesse King Leir,
By his Cordelia dear.
Was in the battel slain;
Possest his crown again.
Who died indeed for love
She did this battle move,
From whence he never parted;
That was so truly hearted.
The end of these events,
They doomed by consents;
Unto the next of kin :
And disobedient sin.
Youth and Age is found in the little collection of Shakspeare's Sonnets, entitled the Passionate Pilgrime,' the greatest part of which seems to relate to the amours of Venus and Adonis, being little effusions of fancy, probably written while he was composing his larger Poem on that subject. The following seems intended for the mouth of Venus, weighing the comparative merits of youthful Adonis and aged Vulcan. In the Garland of Good-will it is reprinted, with the addition of four more such stanzas, but evidently written by a meaner pen.
1 Mentioned above, Song xii. b. ii.
CRABBED Age and Youth
Cannot live together;
Age is full of care;
Age like winter weather ;
Age like winter bare.
Youth is nimble, Age is lame;
Youth is wild, and Age is tame.
O, my love, my love is young !
For methinks thou stayst too long!
XVII. The Frolicksome Duke, or the Tinker's Good Fortune. The following ballad is upon the same subject as the Introduction to Shakspeare's Tuming of the Shrew: whether it may be thought to have suggested the hint to the dramatic poet, or is not rather of later date, the reader must determine.
The story is told of Philip the Good,'Duke of Burgundy, and is thus related by an old English writer: “ The said duke, at the marriage of Eleonora, sister to the king of Portugall, at Bruges in Flanders, which was solemnized in the deepe of winter; when as by reason of unseasonable weather he could neither hawke nor hunt, and was now tired with cards, dice, &c., and such other domestick sports, or to see ladies dance; with some of his courtiers he would in the evening walke disguised all about the towne. It so fortuned, as he was walking late one night, he found a countrey fellow dead drunke, snorting on a bulke; he caused
By Ludov. Vives in Epist. and by Pont. Heuter, Rerum Burgund. . .
his followers to bring him to his palace, and there stripping him of his old clothes, and attyring him after the court fashion, when he wakened, he and they were all ready to attend upon his excellency, and persuade him that he was some great duke. The poor fellow admiring how he came there, was served in state all day long; after supper he saw them dance, heard musicke, and all the rest of those court-like pleasures ; but late at night, when he was-well tipled, and again faste asleepe, they put on his old robes, and so conveyed him to the place where they first found him. Now the fellow had not made them so good sport the day before, as he did now, when he returned to himself; all the jest was to see how he looked upon it. In conclusion, after some little admiration, the poore man told his friends he had seen a vision, constantly believed it, and would not otherwise be persuaded, and so the jest ended.”— Burton's Anat. of Melancholy, pt. ii. sec. 2, mem. 4. 2d ed. 1624, fol.
This ballad is given from a black letter copy in the Pepys Collection which is entitled as above. “To the tune of Fond boy.”
Now as fame does report, a young duke keeps a court,
The duke said to his men, “ William, Richard, and Ben,
15 They did lay him to sleep the drink out of his crown. In the morning, when day, then admiring he lay, For to see the rich chamber, both gaudy and gay. Now he lay something late, in his rich bed of state, Till at last knights and squires they on him did wait; 20 And the chamberlain bare, then did likewise declare, He desired to know what apparel he'd ware: The poor tinker amaz’d, on the gentleman gaz'd, And admired how he to this honour was rais'd.