LIKE truthless dreams so are my joys expir'd, My lost delights, now clean from sight of land, Have left me all alone in unknown ways, My mind to woe, my life in fortune's hand, As in a country strange without companion, Whose sweet spring spent, whose sound well nigh is done, Of all which past, the sorrow only stays, Whom care forewarns, ere care or winter's cold, The Advice. [From Le Prince d'Amour.] MANY desire, but few or none deserve For this be sure, the fort of fame once won, Many desire, but few or none deserve For this be sure, the flower once pluckt away, Many desire, but few or none deserve, Verses by Sir Walter Ralegh. CALLING to mind, mine eye went long about All in a rage I thought to pluck it out And then again I called unto mind, It was my heart that all this woe had wrought, At length, when I perceiv'd both eye and heart Moral Advice. [From the Ashmolean MSS.] WATER thy plants with grace divine, and hope to live Then to thy Saviour Christ incline, in him make stead fast stay; Raw is the reason that doth lie within an atheist's head, Which saith the soul of man doth die, when that the body's dead. A Lover's Verses. [From the Bodleian MSS.] FAIN would I but I dare not; I may, although I care not You laugh, because you like not; Met you not with my true love That have come, that have gone. But as the heavens fair; There is none hath so divine a form In the earth or the air. Such a one did I meet, good sir, Such an angelic face; Who like a queen, like a nymph did appear, By her gait, by her grace: She hath left me here all alone, All alone as unknown, Who sometimes did me lead with herself, And me loved as her own: What's the cause that she leaves alone And a new way doth take: From the withered tree: you Know that Love is a careless child And forgets promise past, And in faith never fast: His desire is a dureless content, And a trustless joy; He is won with a world of despair, And is lost with a toy: Of women-kind such indeed is the love, Or the word love abused; Under which many childish desires And conceits are excused: |