Even thus, (quoth she) he seized on my lips,
And with her lips on his did act the seizure;
And as she fetched breath, away he skips,
And would not take her meaning, nor her pleasure.
Ah! that I had my lady at this bay,
To kiss and clip me till I ran away!

XII.

Crabbed age and youth
Cannot live together;
Youth is full of pleasance,
Age is full of care:
Youth like summer morn,

Age like winter weather;
Youth like summer brave,

Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short;

Youth is nimble, age is lame:

Youth is hot and bold,
Age is weak and cold;

Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Age, I do abbor thee,
Youth, I do adore thee;

O, my love, my love is young!
Age, I do defy thee;

O, sweet shepherd! hie thee,

For methinks thou stay'st too long.

XIII.

Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good,
A shining gloss that fadeth suddenly;
A flower that dies, when first it 'gins to bud;
A brittle glass, that's broken presently:

A doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower,
Lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour.
And as goods lost are seld or never found,
As faded gloss no rubbing will refresh;
As flowers dead lie wither'd on the ground,
As broken glass no cement can redress;

So beauty blemish'd once, for ever lost,
In spite of physic, painting, pain, and cost.

XIV.

Good night, good rest. Ah! neither be my share:
She bade good night, that kept my rest away;
And daff'd me to a cabin hang'd with care,
To descant on the doubts of my decay.

Farewell, quoth she, and come again to-morrow: Fare well I could not, for I supp'd with sorrow. Yet at my parting sweetly did she smile, In scorn or friendship, nill I construe whether: 'T may be, she joy'd to jest at my exile, 'T may be, again to make me wander thither; "Wander," a word for shadows like thyself, As take the pain, but cannot pluck the pelf.

XV.

Lord, how mine eyes throw gazes to the east!
My heart doth charge the watch, the morning rise
Doth cite each moving sense from idle rest.
Not daring trust the office of mine eyes,

While Philomela sits and sings, I sit and mark,
And wish her lays were tuned like the lark;
For she doth welcome day-light with her ditty,
And drives away dark dismal-dreaming night:
The night so pack'd, I post unto my pretty;
Heart hath his hope, and eyes their wished sight;
Sorrow chang'd to solace, solace mix'd with sor-
[row.
For why she sigh'd, and bade me come to-mor-
"Pleasance," i. e., gayety.— Seld for seldom.— “Nill I,"
Le., I will not.

row;

Were I with her, the night would post too soon;
But now are minutes added to the hours;
To spite me now, each minute seems a moon:
Yet not for me, shine sun to succor flowers!
Pack night, peep day, good day, of night now
borrow:
[row.
Short, night, to-night, and length thyself to-mor

XVI.

It was a lording's daughter,
The fairest one of three,
That liked of her master
As well as well might be,
Till looking on an Englishman,
The fairest that eye could see,
Her fancy fell a turning.
Long was the combat doubtful,
That love with love did fight,
To leave the master loveless,
Or kill the gallant knight:
To put in practice either,
Alas! it was a spite

Unto the silly damsel.
But one must be refused,
More mickle was the pain,
That nothing could be used,
To turn them both to gain;
For of the two the trusty knight
Was wounded with disdain:

Alas! she could not help it.
Thus art with arms contending
Was victor of the day,
Which by a gift of learning
Did bear the maid away;
Then lullaby, the learned man
Hath got the lady gay;

For now my song is ended.

XVII.

On a day (alack the day!)
Love, whose month was ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair,
Playing in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen, 'gan passage find;
That the lover (sick to death)
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
Air (quoth he) thy cheeks may blow;
Air, would I might triumph so!
But, alas! my hand hath sworn
Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn:
Vow, alack! for youth unmeet:
Youth, so apt to pluck a sweet.
Thou for whom Jove would swear
Juno but an Ethiop were;
And deny himself for Jove,
Turning mortal for thy love.

XVIII.6

My flocks feed not, My ewes breed not,

"A moon," i. e., a month.- This is the first piece in the division of The Passionate Pilgrim," 1599, called, "Sonnets to sundry Notes of Music."-This poem, in a more complete state, may be seen in "Love's Labor's Lost." The poem is also printed in "England's Helicon," a miscellany of poetry, firet published in 1600, where " W. Shakespeare" is appended to it. In "England's Helicon," 1600, this poem immediately follows "On a day (alack the day !)" but it is there entitled, "The unknown Shepherd's Complaint," and it is subscribed Ignoto. Hence, we may suppose that the compiler of that collection knew that it was not by Shakespeare, although it had been attributed to him in "The Passionate Pilgrim," of the year preceding.

When as thine eye hath chose the dame,
And stall'd the deer that thou shouldst strike,
Let reason rule things worthy blame,
As well as partial fancy like:

Take counsel of some wiser head,
Neither too young, nor yet unwed.
And when thou com'st thy tale to tell,
Smooth not thy tongue with filed talk,
Lest she some subtle practice smell;
A cripple soon can find a halt:

But plainly say thou lov'st her well,
And set thy person forth to sell.
What though her frowning brows be bent,
Her cloudy looks will clear ere night;
And then too late she will repent
That thus dissembled her delight;

■"Fraughted," i. e., filled.-b" No deal," i. e., no part.

And twice desire, ere it be day,
That which with scorn she put away.
What though she strive to try her strength,
And ban and brawl, and say thee nay,
Her feeble force will yield at length,
When craft hath taught her thus to say,-
"Had women been so strong as men,
In faith you had not had it then."
And to her will frame all thy ways:
Spare not to spend, and chiefly there
Where thy desert may merit praise,
By ringing in thy lady's ear:

The strongest castle, tower, and town,
The golden bullet beats it down.
Serve always with assured trust,
And in thy suit be humble, true;
Unless thy lady prove unjust,

Seek never thou to choose a new.

When time shall serve, be thou not slack

To proffer, though she put thee back. The wiles and guiles that women work, Dissembled with an outward show, The tricks and toys that in them lurk, The cock that treads them shall not know.

Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for nought? Think, women still to strive with men To sin, and never for to saint: There is no heaven; be holy then, When time with age shall them attaint. Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed. But soft! enough,-too much, I fear; Lest that my mistress hear my song, She will not stick to warm my ear, To teach my tongue to be so long: Yet will she blush, here be it said, To hear her secrets so bewray'd.

XX.C

Live with me and be my love,

And we will all the pleasures prove,
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
And the craggy mountain yields.

There will we sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

There will I make thee a bed of roses,
With a thousand fragrant posies;
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.

A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Then, live with me and be my love.

LOVE'S ANSWER.

If that the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee and be thy love.

This poem, here incomplete, and what is called "Love's Answer," still more imperfect, belong to Christopher Marlowe and Sir Walter Raleigh: the first is assigned by name to Marlowe, in "England's Helicon," 1600, and the last appears in the same collection, under the name of Ignoto, which was a signature sometimes adopted by Sir Walter Raleigh.

XX1.8

As it fell upon a day

In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade,
Which a grove of myrtles made,
Beasts did leap and birds did sing,
Trees did grow and plants did spring;
Every thing did banish moan,
Save the nightingale alone:
She, poor bird, as all forlorn,
Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn,
And there sung the dolefull'st ditty,
That to hear it was great pity.
Fie, fie, fie! now would she cry;
Teren, Tereu! by and by;
That to hear her so complain
Scarce I could from tears refrain,
For her griefs, so lively shown,
Made me think upon mine own.
Ah! thought I, thou mourn'st in vain,
None takes pity on thy pain:
Senseless trees they cannot hear thee,
Ruthless bears they will not cheer thee.
King Pandion he is dead,

All thy friends are lapp'd in lead,
All thy fellow birds do sing,
Careless of thy sorrowing.

XXII.b

Whilst as fickle fortune smil'd,
Thou and I were both beguil'd:
Every one that flatters thee
Is no friend in misery.
Words are easy, like the wind;
Faithful friends are hard to find:
Every man will be thy friend,

Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend;
But if store of crowns be scant,
No man will supply thy want.
If that one be prodigal,
Bountiful they will him call,
And with such like flattering,
Pity but he were a king.
If he be addict to vice,
Quickly him they will entice:
If to women he be bent,
They have him at commandement;
But if fortune once do frown,
Then, farewell his great renown:
They that fawn'd on him before
Use his company no more.
He that is thy friend indeed
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart,
He with thee does bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.

THE PHOENIX AND TURTLE.C

Let the bird of loudest lay,
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
To whose sound chaste wings obey.

This poem is contained in R. Barnfield's "Encomion of Lady Pecunia," 1598, and reprinted as his, in 1605.-- This is the last poem in "The Passionate Pilgrim," 1599. It is a separate production, both in subject and place, with a divis ion between it and Barnfield's poem, which precedes it.This poem is printed, as we have given it, with the name of Shakespeare, in Robert Chester's Love's Martyr, or Rosalin's Complaint," 1601.

But thou shrieking harbinger,
Foul pre-currer of the fiend,
Augur of the fever's end,

To this troop come thou not near.
From this session interdict
Every fowl of tyrant wing,
Save the eagle, feather'd king:
Keep the obsequy so strict.
Let the priest in surplice white,
That defunctive music can,
Be the death-divining swan,
Lest the requiem lack his right.
And thou, treble-dated crow,
That thy sable gender mak'st

With the breath thou giv'st and tak'st,
'Mongst our mourners shalt thou go.
Here the anthem doth commence:
Love and constancy is dead;
Phoenix and the turtle fled
In a mutual flame from hence.
So they lov'd, as love in twain
Had the essence but in one;
Two distincts, division none:
Number there in love was slain.
Hearts remote, yet not asunder;
Distance, and no space was seen
"Twixt the turtle and his queen:
But in them it were a wonder.

So between them love did shine,
That the turtle saw his right
Flaming in the Phoenix' sight:
Either was the other's mine.

Property was thus appall'd,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was call'd.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together;
To themselves yet either neither,
Simple were so well compounded;
That it cry'd, how true a twain
Seemeth this concordant one!
Love hath reason, reason none,
If what parts can so remain.
Whereupon it made this threne,
To the Phoenix and the dove,
Co-supremes and stars of love,
As chorus to their tragic scene.

THRENOS.

Beauty, truth, and rarity,
Grace in all simplicity,
Here inclos'd in cinders lie.

Death is now the Phoenix' nest;

And the turtle's loyal breast
To eternity doth rest.
Leaving no posterity:
'T was not their infirmity,
It was married chastity.

Truth may seem, but cannot be;
Beauty brag, but 't is not she;
Truth and beauty buried be.
To this urn let those repair
That are either true or fair;
For these dead birds sigh a prayer.
WM. SHAKE-SPEARE.

d" Pre-currer," i. e., forerunner-"Threne," i. e., lameur tation."Threnos," i. e., song of lamentation.

2.-1. "heat," in f. e. "cheek."

2. "robe," in f. e. "mantle."

3. "prevision," in f. e. "provision."
4. Sits down," not in f. e.
thou," in f. e. "and."

5.

6. "And," in f. e. "A."

3.-1. "loaded," in f. e. "lorded."

2. "to untruth," in f. e. "unto truth."

3. "practise," in f. e. "purpose."
4. "Puts on," &c. not in f. e.

4.-1. "all," in f. e. "are."

2. "float," in f. e. "flote."

3. "a," in f. e. "the."

5.-1. "a like," in f. e. "like a."

2. "[Waking," not in f. e.

3. "cam'st here first," in f. e. "camest

first."

2.

[CALIBAN drinks," not in f. e.

3. "Kneels," not in f. e.

4. "CALIBAN lies down," not in f. e. 11.-1. "scamels," in f. e. "sea-mells."

2. "trencher," in f. e. "trenchering." 3. blest," in f. e. "least."

4. "behind," in f. e. "at a distance."

5. "Asile," not in f. e.

6. "To herself," not in f. e.

7. "aught," in f. e. "what."

8. "[Aside," not in f. e.

12-1. "Kneel," not in f. e.

2. "Rises," not in f. e.

3. "CALIBAN kneels," not in f. e.

4. "then," in f. e. "there."

13.-1.

2.

gestures," in f. e. "gesture."
sounds," in f. e. "sound."

3. in f. e. Seeing ALON., SEB., &c.
draw their sucords," is here in-
serted.

4. "[ALON., SEB., &c." not in f. e. 14.-1. "[Abore]," in f. e. "[Aside]." 2. "tilled," in f. e. "lilied." 8. "brown," in f. e. "broom." 15.-1. [Juno descends slowly," not in f. e. 2. "short-graz'd," in f. e. "shortgrass'd."

3. in f. e. Ceres here takes up the song. Rain," in f. e. "Spring."

4.

5. "sedge," in f. e. "sedged."

16.-1. "skins," in f. e. "shins."

2. f. e. have but this: "PROSPERO and ARIEL remain unseen."

3. "[Seeing," &c., not f. e. 4. "Cries," &c., not in f. e. 17.-1. "green-sward," in f. e. Bour."

green

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17.-2. "Noble," in f. e. "Holy." 3. "flow," in f. e. "show."

4. "servant," in f. e. "sir."

5. "e'er," in f. e. "or."

6. in f. e. the period after "couch" is omitted.

7. "[Attired," &c., not in f. e.

8. "devil," in f. e. "trifle."

9. "thy," in f. e. "my."

10. "faults," in f. e. "fault." 18.-1. "PROSPERO draws a curtain," in f. e. "The entrance of the cell opens."

19.-1. "with all," in f. e. "without." 2. f. e. add "Exeunt."

3. "Exeunt omnes," not in f. e.

THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.

2.-1. "THE," not in f. e.

2. "The two Gentlemen," in f. e. "Gentlemen of Verona."

3. "of," in f. e. "for."

4. "the like," in f. e. "Servant."

5. f. e. add, "in Milan."

6. "with Valentine," not in f. e.

7. "JULIA, beloved of," in f. e. "JULIA,
a lady of Verona, beloved by."
"SILVIA, beloved of," in f. e. "SIL-
VIA, the Duke's Daughter, beloved
by,"

8.

9. "but," in f. e. "for."

21.-1.

[Giving," &c., not in f. e.

2. "better," not in f. e.

3. "to her," not in f. e.

4. "you her," in f. e. "your."

5. "Erit," not in f. e.

6. "Exit," in f. e. "[Exeunt." 7. "Mercutio," in f. e. "Mercatio." 8. "a loving," in f. e. "on lovely." 22.-1. "[Gires a letter," not in f. e. 2. "Gives it back," not in f. e.

3. "Drops the letter," &c., not in f. e. Snatching," &c., not in f. e.

4.

5. and throes it down," not in f. e.
6. "pleas'd better," in f. e. "best
pleas'd."

7. "name," in f. e. "names."

8. "unto," in f. e. "to."

9. "see what sights you think," in f. e.
"say what sights you see."

23.-1. "not seeing," &c., not in f. e.
2. Kissing," &c., not in f. e.
3. "and," in f. e. "to."

4. "Putting it up," not in f. e.

5. "Valentino," in f. e. " Valentinus."

6, 7, 8. "hath," in f. e. "had."
9. go," not in f. e.

24.-1. "be," not in f. e.

2. Giving a paper," not in f. e. 3. "Giving it back," not in f. e. 25.-1. f. e. insert here: "Giving a ring." 2. "[Exchange rings," not in f. e. 3. "his," in f. e.

a."

4. "wild," in f. e. "wood."
5. "twill," in f. e. "I'll."
26.-1. "wealth," in f. e. "worth."

2. "you out," in f. e. "out you."
3. "Re-enter," in f. e. "Enter."
4. "summer-smelling," in f. e. "sum-
mer-swelling."

27.-1. "own, or Valentino's," in f. e. "eye, or Valentinus'."

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29.-3. "Ladder," &c., not in f. e. 31.-1. "slip," in f. e. "sleep."

2. "running," not in f. e. 3. f. e. add: "PROTEUS behind,' 4. "Enter PROTEUS," not in f. e. 5. "sure," in f. e. "some." 32.-1. "wean," in f. e. "weed." 2. "when," in f. e. "where." 3. "strict," in f. e. "such." 4. " They," &c., not in f. e. cave," in f. e. "crews." 2. "as free," in f. e. "ie she." 3. "[Music," &c., not in f. e. 4. "not," not in f. e.

3. "ANNE," in f. e. "MRS. ANNE." 40.-1. f. e. insert here, "Enter PAGE." 2. "[Aboce," &c., not in f. e. 3. "Enter PAGE," not in f. e. 4. "Cotsold," in f. e. "Cotsall." 41.-1. "and Mistress FORD," &c., in f. e. "Mistress FORD and Mistress PAGE following."

2.

Following," &c., not in f. e.

3. "demand," in f. e. "command."

4. "Dogs bark," not in f. e.

42.-1. "minim's," in f. e. "minute's." 2. "craves," in f. e. "carves."

3. "well," in f. e. "will."

4. "a legion," in f. e. legions."
5. beauty," in f. e. "bounty."

6. "the," in f. e. "this."

7. f. e. insert here, in my head." 8. "stars," in f. e. "star."