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Were I with her, the night would post too soon;
Pack night, peep day; good day, of night now
Short, night, to-night, and length thyself to
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 fair'st that eye
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; is
For now my song is ended.
On a day, alack the day !
Love, whose month was ever May, xvi. Not by Shakespeare. most divine Kate, with trifling 2. master, teacher.
verbal alterations, Love's Le. xvii. Dumain's song to the bour's Lost, iv. 3. 100.
Spied a blossom passing fair,
My flocks feed not,
All is amiss :
Causer of this.
O frowning Fortune, cursed, fickle dame! 15 xviii. Published in Weelkes' the signature ‘Ignoto.' Madrigals, 1597, and reprinted 7. renying, disowning. in England's Helicon, 1600, with 13. cross, accident, mischance.
For now I see
More in women than in men remain.
In black mourn I,
Living in thrall :
Fraughted with gall.
In howling wise, to see my doleful plight.
Clear wells spring not,
Forth their dye;
32. Procure, contrive.
All our love is lost, for Love is dead.
Other help for him I see that there is none.
When as thine eye hath chose the dame,
Take counsel of some wiser head,
And when thou comest thy tale to tell,
But plainly say thou lovest her well,
What though her frowning brows be bent,
And twice desire, ere it be day,
What though she strive to try her strength,
xix. Possibly Shakespeare's. 4. fancy, partial wight; Ma.
lone's conjecture for fancy 2. stall'd, secured.
(party all might).'
Her feeble force will yield at length,
‘Had women been so strong as men,
In faith, you had not had it then.'
The strongest castle, tower, and town,
Serve always with assured trust,
When time shall serve, be thou not slack
To proffer, though she put thee back.
Have you not heard it said full oft,
A woman's nay doth stand for nought?
Were kisses all the joys in bed,
But, soft ! enough,—too much, I fear-
45. by holy then. Many satisfactory. ['By holy !' is emendations have been
still a common exclamation in posed, but the line remains un- Ireland. L.] VOL. X