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And only minding whom he miss'd, the foundress

of his thrall; Nor means he after to frequent the court, or stately.

towns, But solitarily to live among the country growns. A brace of years he lived thus, well pleased so to

live, And, shepherd-like, to feed a flock himself did

wholly give; So wasting love, by work and want, grew almost to

the wane, And then began a second love, the worser of the

twain; A country wench, a neat-herd's maid, where Curan

kept his sheep, Did feed her drove ; and now on her was all the

shepherd's keep. He borrow'd on the working days his holie russets

oft, And of the bacon's fat to make his startups black

and soft; And lest his tar-box should offend, he left it at the

fold : Sweet grout or .whig his bottle had as much as it

might hold; A shave of bread as brown as nut, and cheese as

white as snow, And wildings, or the season's fruit, he did in scrip


And whilst his pyebald cur did sleep, and sheep

hook lay hin, by, On hollow quills of oaten straw he piped melody; But when he spied her his saint

Thus the shepherd woo'd.





Thou art too elvish, faith, thou art; too elvish and

too coy;

Am I, I pray thee, beggarly, that such a flock

enjoy ?

Believe me, lass, a king is but a man, and so am I; Content is worth a monarchy, and mischiefs hit the

high, As late it did a king, and his, not dwelling far from

hence, Who left a daughter, save thyself, for fair a match

less wench; Here did he pause, as if his tongue had done his

heart offence : The neatress, longing for the rest, did egg him on

to tell How fair she was, and who she was. She bore, quoth

he, the belle; For beauty, though I clownish am, I know what

beauty is, Or did I not, yet seeing thee, I senseless were to

miss :

Suppose her beauty Helen's like, or Helen's, some.

thing less,

And every star consorting to a pure complexion

guess ; Her stature comely tall, her gait well graced, and

her wit To marvel at, not meddle with, as matchless I

omit; A globe-like head, a gold-like hair, a forehead

smooth and high, · An even nose; on either side did shine a greyish



Her smiles were sober, and her looks were cheerful

unto all, And such as neither wanton seem, nor wayward, mell

nor gall: A nymph no tongue, no heart, no eye, might

praise, might wish, might see, For life, for love, for form, more good, more worth,

more fair than she; Yea, such a one as such was none, save only she

was such; Of Argentile, to say the most, were to be silent

much.I knew the lady very well, but worthless of such

praise, The neatress said, and muse I do a shepherd thus

should blaze The coat of beauty; credit me, thy latter speech be

wrays Thy clownish shape a colour'd shew; but wherefore dost thou



The shepherd wept, and she was woe, and both did

silence keep :In troth, quoth he, I am not such as seeming I

profess, But then for her, and now for thee, I from myself

digress; Her loved I, wretch that I am, a recreant to be, I loved her that hated love, but now I die for

thee. At Kirkland is my father's court, and Curan is my

name, In Edel's court sometime in pomp, till love con

troll’d the same; But now

-what now? dear heart, how now, what aileth thou to weep The damsel wept, and he was woe, and both did

silence keep. I grant, quoth she, it was too much, that you did

love so much, But whom your former could not move, your second

love doth touch; Thy twice beloved Argentile submitteth her to

thee, And, for thy double love, presents herself a single

fee; In passion, not in person, changed; and I, my lord,

am she ; Thus sweetly surfeiting in joy, and silent for a

ce, When as the ecstasy had end, did tenderly embrace.


BORN 1561.-DIED 1612.

A specimen of the poetry of Sir John Harrington's father has been already given in this volume, which is so polished and refined, as almost to warrant a suspicion that the editor of the Nugæ Antiquæ got it from a more modern quarter. The elder Hare rington was imprisoned in the Tower, under Queen Mary, for holding a correspondence with Elizabeth; on whose accession his fidelity was rewarded by her favour. His son, the translator of Ariosto, was knighted on the field by the Earl of Essex, not much to the satisfaction of Elizabeth, who was sparing of such honours, and chose to confer them herself. He was created a knight of the bath in the reign of James, and distinguished himself, to the violent offence of the high church party, by his zeal against the marriage of bishops.



A TAILOR, thought a man of upright dealing-
True, but for lying-honest, but for stealing,
Did fall one day extremely sick by chance,
And on the sudden was in wond'rous trance;

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