J. D.

[Footnote 131: = motley-dressed jester or fool. G.]

[Footnote 132: = foolish. G.]

_Gullinge Sonnets._

1* The Louer Vnder burthen of his M^{ris} love

W^{ch} lyke to Ætna did his harte oppre[s][s]e:

did giue [s]uch piteous grones y^{t} he did moue

the heau'nes at length to pitty his di[s]tre[s][s]e

but for the fates in theire highe Courte aboue

forbad to make the greuous burthen le[s][s]e.

the gracous powers did all con[s]pire to proue

Yt miracle this mi[s]cheife mighte redre[s][s]e;

therefore regardinge y^{t} y^{e} loade was [s]uch

as noe man mighte w^{th} one man's mighte [s]u[s]tayne

and y^{t} mylde patience[133] imported much

to him that [s]hold indure an endles payne:

By there decree he [s]oone transformèd was

into a patiente burden-bearinge A[s][s]e.

2* As when y^{e} brighte Cerulian firmament

hathe not his glory w^{th} black cloudes defas'te,

Soe were my thoughts voyde of all di[s]content;

and w^{th} noe my[s]te of pa[s][s]ions ouerca[s]t

they all were pure and cleare, till at the la[s]t

an ydle careles thoughte forthe wandringe wente

and of y^{t} poy[s]onous beauty tooke a ta[s]te

W^{ch} doe the harts of louers [s]o torment:

then as it chauncethe in a flock of [s]heepe

when [s]ome contagious yll breedes fir[s]t in one

daylie it [s]preedes & [s]ecretly doth creepe

till all the [s]illy troupe be ouergone.

So by clo[s]e neighbourhood w^{th} in my bre[s]t

one [s]curuy thoughte infecteth all the re[s]t.

[Footnote 133: A trisyllable. G.]

3* What Eagle can behould her [s]unbrighte eye,

her [s]unbrighte eye y^{t} lights the world w^{th} loue,

the world of Loue wherein I liue and dye,

I liue and dye and diuers chaunges proue,

I chaunges proue, yet [s]till the [s]ame am I,

the [s]ame am I and neuer will remoue,

neuer remoue vntill my [s]oule dothe flye,

my [s]oule dothe fly, and I [s]urcea[s]e to moue,

I cea[s]e to moue w^{ch} now am mou'd by you,

am mou'd by you y^{t} moue all mortall hartes,

all mortall hartes who[s]e eyes yo^{r} eyes doth veiwe,

Yo^{r} eyes doth veiwe whence Cupid [s]hoots his darts,

whence Cupid [s]hootes his dartes and woundeth tho[s]e

that honor you and neuer weare[134] his foes.

[Footnote 134: = were. G.]

4* The hardnes of her harte and truth of myne

when the all [s]eeinge eyes of heauen did [s]ee

they [s]treight concluded y^{t} by powre devine

to other formes our hartes should turnèd be.

then hers as hard as flynte, a Flynte became

and myne as true as [s]teele, to [s]teele was turned,

and then betwene o^{r} hartes [s]prange forthe the flame

of kinde[s]t loue, w^{ch} vnextingui[s]h'd burned;

And longe the [s]acred lampe of mutuall loue

ince[s][s]antlie did burne in glory brighte;

Vntill my folly did her fury moue

to recompence my [s]eruice w^{th} de[s]pighte,

and to put out w^{th} [s]nuffers of her pride

the lampe of loue w^{ch} els had neuer dyed.

5* Myne Eye, mine eare, my will, my witt, my harte

did [s]ee, did heare, did like, di[s]cerne, did loue:

her face, her [s]peche, her fa[s]hion, iudgem^{t}, arte,

w^{ch} did charme, plea[s]e, delighte, confounde and moue.

Then fancie, humo^{r}, loue, conceipte, and thoughte

did [s]oe drawe, force, inty[s]e, per[s]wade, deui[s]e,

that [s]he was wonne, mou'd, caryed, compa[s]t, wrought

to thinck me kinde, true, comelie, valyant, wi[s]e;

that heauen, earth, hell, my folly and her pride

did worke, contriue, labor, con[s]pire and [s]weare

to make me [s]corn'd, vile, ca[s]t of, bace, defyed

W^{th} her my loue, my lighte, my life, my deare:

So that my harte, my witt, will, eare, and eye

doth greiue, lament, sorrowe, di[s]paire and dye.

6* The [s]acred Mu[s]e that fir[s]te made loue deuine

hath made him naked and w^{th}out attyre,

but I will cloth him w^{th} this penn of myne

that all the world his fa[s]hion [s]hall admyre,

his hatt of hope, his bande of beautye fine,

his cloake of crafte, his doblett of de[s]yre,

greife for a girdell, [s]hall aboute him twyne,

his pointes of pride, his Ilet holes of yre,

his ho[s]e of hate, his Cod peece of conceite,

his [s]tockings of [s]terne [s]trife, his [s]hirte of [s]hame,

his garters of vaine glorie gaye and [s]lyte;

his pantofels of pa[s][s]ions I will frame,

pumpes[135] of pre[s]umption [s]hall adorne his feete

and Socks of fullennes excedinge [s]weete.

[Footnote 135: = slipper-shoes. G.]

7* Into the midle Temple of my harte

the wanton Cupid did him[s]elfe admitt

and gaue for pledge yo^{r} Eagle-[s]ighted witt

Y^{t} he wold play noe rude vncivill parte:

Longe tyme he cloak'te his nature w^{th} his arte

and [s]add and graue and [s]ober he did [s]itt,

but at the la[s]t he gan to reuell it,

to breake good rules, and orders to peruerte:

Then loue and his younge pledge were both conuented

before [s]add[136] Rea[s]on, that old Bencher graue,

who this [s]add [s]entence vnto him pre[s]ented

by dilligence, y^{t} [s]lye and [s]ecreate knaue

That loue and witt, for euer [s]hold departe

out of the midle Temple of my harte.

[Footnote 136: = serious; and so 'sadly' = seriously, e. g. Skelton:

"I have not offended, I trust,

If it be _sadly_ discust." G.

]

8* My ca[s]e is this, I loue Zepheria brighte,

Of her I hold my harte by fealtye:

W^{ch} I di[s]charge to her perpetuallye,

Yet [s]he thereof will neuer me accquite.

for now [s]uppo[s]inge I w^{th} hold her righte

[s]he hathe di[s]treinde my harte to [s]atisfie

the duty w^{ch} I neuer did denye,

and far away impounds it w^{th} de[s]pite;

I labor therefore iu[s]tlie to repleaue[137]

my harte w^{ch} she vniu[s]tly doth impounde

but quick conceite w^{ch} nowe is loue's highe Sheife

retornes it as e[s]loynde, not to be founde:

Then w^{ch} the lawe affords I onely craue

her harte for myne in wit her name to haue.

[Footnote 137: = recover (a legal term) G.]

9* To Loue my lord I doe knightes [s]eruice owe

and therefore nowe he hath my witt in warde,

but while it is in his tuition [s]oe

me thincks he doth intreate it pa[s][s]inge hard;

for thoughe he hathe it marryed longe agoe

to Vanytie, a wench of noe regarde,

and nowe to full, and perfect age doth growe,

Yet nowe of freedome it is mo[s]t debarde.

But why [s]hould loue after minoritye

when I am pa[s]t the one and twentith yeare

perclude my witt of his [s]weete libertye,

and make it [s]till y^{e} yoake of ward[s]hippe beare.

I feare he hath an other Title gott

and holds my witte now for an Ideott.

M^{r} Dauyes.

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