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" For all that from her springs, and is ybredde, “ Thus all these fower (the which the groundwork However fayre it flourish for a time,

Of all the world and of all living wights) (bee Yet see we soone decay; and, being dead, To thousand sorts of change we subject see: To turne again unto their earthly slime:

Yet are they chang'd by other wondrous slights Yet, out of their decay and mortall crime, Into themselves, and lose their native mights; We daily see new creatures to arize,

The Fire to Aire, and th' Ayre to Water sheere, And of their winter spring another prime,

And Water into Earth; yet Water fights Unlike in forme, and chang'd by strange disguise : With fire, and Aire with Earth, approaching neere; So turne they still about, and change in restlesse wise. Yet all are in one body, and as one appeare. “ As for ber

tenants; that is, man and beasts; “ So in them all raignes Mutabilitie; The beasts we daily see massacred dy

However these, that gods themselves do call, As thralls and vassals unto mens beheasts;

Of them doe claime the rule and soverainty; And men themselves doe change continually, As Vesta, of the fire æthereall; From youth to eld, from wealth to poverty, Vulcan, of this with us so usuall; From good to bad, from bad to worst of all: Ops, of the earth; and luno, of the ayre; Ne doe their bodies only Ait and fly;

Neptune, of seas; and nymphes, of rivers all : But ceke their minds (which they immortall call) For ail those rivers to me subiect are; Still change and vary thoughts, as new occasions and all the rest, which they usurp, be all my share.

fall. “ Ne is the Water in more constant case;

“ Which to approven true, as I have told, Whether those same on high, or these belowé :

Vouchsafe, O goddesse, to thy presence call

The rest which doe the world in being hold;
For th' ocean moveth still from place to place;
And every river still doth ebbe and flowe;

As Times and Seasons of the yeare that fall :

Of all the which demand in generall, Ne any lake, that seems most still and slowe,

Or iudge thyselfe, by verdit of thine eye, Ne poole so small, that can his smoothnesse holde

Whether to me they are not subiect all."
When any winde doth under Heaven blowe;

Nature did yectd thereto; and by-and-by-
With which the clouds are also tost a od rolPd,
Now like great hills; and streight, like sluces, them Bade Order call them all before her

ma:esty. unfold.

So forth issew'd

the Seasons of the yeare : “ So likewise are all watry living wights

First, Tusty Spring all dight in leaves of flowres Still tost and turned with continuall change, That freshly budded and new bloosmes did beare, Never abyding in their sted fast plights:

In which a thousand birds had built their bowres The fish, still floting, doe at randon range,

That sweetly sung to call forth paramours; And never rest, but evermore exchange

And in his hand a javelin he did beare, Their dwelling places, as the streames them carrie: Aud on his head (as fit for warlike stoures) Ne have the watry foules a certaine grange A guilt engraven morion he did weare; Wherein to rest, ne in one stead do tarry;

That as some did bim love, so others did him feare. But fitting still doe flie, and still their places vary.

Then came the jolly Sommer, being dight “ Next is the Ayre: which who feeles not by sense In a thin silken cassock coloured greene, (For of all sense it is the middle meane)

That was unlyned all, to be more light: To fit still, and with subtill influence

And on his head a girlond well beseene Of his thin spirit all creatures to maintaine

He wore, from which as he had chauffed been In state of life? () weake life! that does leane

The sweat did drop; and in his hand he bore On thing so tickle as th' unsteady ayre,

A bowe and shaftes, as he in forrest greene Which every howre is chang'd, and altred cleane Had hunted late the libbard or the bore, With every blast that bloweth fowle or faire:

And now would bathe his limbes with labor heated The faire doth it prolong; the fowle doth it impaire.

sore. “ Therein the changes infinite beholde, Which to her creatures every minute chaunce;

Then came the Autumne all in yellow clad, Now boyling hot; streight Friezing deadly cold;

As though he ioyed in his plentious store, Now faire sun-shine, that makes all skip and daunce; Laden with fruits that made him laugh, full glad Streight bitter storms, and balefull countenance

That he had banisht hunger, which to-fore That makes them all to shiver and to sbake:

Had by the belly oft bim pinched sore: Rayne, hayle, and snowe do pay them sad penance, with ears of corne of every sort, he bore;

Upon his head a wreath, that was enrold And dreadfull thunder-claps (that make them quake)

[changes make.

And in his hand a sickle he did holde, [yold
With flames and Aashing lights that thousand To reape the ripened fruits the which the earth had
" Last is the Fire; which, though it live for ever, Lastly, came Winter cloathed all in frize,
Ne can be quenched quite; yet, every day, Chattering his teeth for cold that did him chill ;
We see his parts, so soone as they do sever, Whil'st on his boary beard his breath did freese,
To lose their heat and shortly to decay;

And the dull drops, that from his purpled bill
So makes himself his owne consuming pray: As from a limbeck did adown distill:
Ne any living creatures doth he breed;

lo his right hand a tipped staffe he held,
But all, that are of others bredd, doth slay; With which his feeble steps he stayed still;
And with their death his cruell life dooth feed; For he was faint with cold, and weak with eld;
Nought leaving but their barren ashes without seede. That scarse bis loosed limbes he hable was to weld.

These, marching softly, thus in order went. Then came October full of merry glee;
And after them the Monthes all riding came: For yet his noule was totty of the must,
First, sturdy March, with brows ful! sternly bent Which he was treading in the wine-fats see,
And armed strongly, rode upon a Ram,

And of the joyous oyle, whose gentle gust
The same which over Hellespontus swam;

Made him so frollick and so full of lust: Yet in his hand a spade he also hent,

Upon a dreadfull Scorpion he did ride, And in a bag all sorts of seeds ysame,

The same which by Dianaes doom uniust Which on the earth he strowed as he went, (ment. Slew.great Orion; and eeke by his side And fild her womb with fruitfull hope of nourish-He bad his ploughing-sbare and coulter ready tyde. Next came fresh Aprill, full of lustyhed,

Next was November; he full grosse and fat And wanton as a kid whose horne new buds : As fed with lard, and that right well inight seeme; Upon a Bull he rode, the same which led

For he had been a fatting hogs of late, Europa floting through th' Argolick fuds: That yet bis browes with sweat did reek and steem, His hornes were gilden all with golden studs, And yet the season was full sharp and breem; And garnished with garlonds goodly dight

In planting eeke he took no small delight: Of all the fairest flowres and freshest buds

Whereon he rode, not easie was to deeme; Which th' earth brings forth; and wet he seem'd for it a dreadfull Centaure was iu sight, in sight

[delight. The seed of Saturne and faire Nais, Chiron hight. With waves, through which he waded for his loves

And after him came next the chill December: Then came faire May, the fayrest payd on ground, Yet he, through merry feasting which he made Deckt all with dainties of her seasons pryde, And great bonfires, did not the cold remember; And throwing flowres out of her lap around : His Saviours birth his mind so much did glad: Upon two brethrens shoulders she did ride,

Upon a shaggy-bearded Goat he rode, The Twinnes of Leda; which on eyther side The same wherewith Dan love in tender yeares, Supported ber like to their soveraine queene : 'They say, was nourisht by th’ læan mayd; Lord! how all creatures laught when her they spide, And in his hand a broad deepe bowle he beares, And leapt and daunc't as they had ravisht beene ! Of which he freely drinks an health to all his peerese. And Cupid selfe about her fluttred all in greene.

Then came old lanuary, wrapped well And after her came iolly lune, arrayd

In many weeds to keep the cold away; All in greene leaves, as he a player were ; Yet did he quake and quiver like to quell, Yet in his time he wrought as well as playd, And blowe his nayles to warme them if he may; That by bis plough-yrons mote right well appeare: For they were numbd with holding all the day Upon a Crab he rode, that him did beare

An hatchet keene, with which he felled wood With crooked crawling steps an uncouth pase, And from the trees did lop the needlesse spray: And backward yode, as bargemen wont to fare Upon an huge great Earth-pot Steane be stood, Bending their force contráry to their face; (grace. From whose wide mouth there flowed forth the RoLike that ungracious crew which faines demurest

mane flood. Then came hot luly boyling like to fire,

And lastly came cold February, sitting That all his garinents he had cast away :

In an old wagon, for he could not ride, Upon a Lyon raging yet with ire

Drawne of two Fishes for the season fitting, He boldly rode, and made him to obay:

Which through the flood before did softly slyde (It was the beast that whylome did forray And swim away ; yet had he by his side The Némæan forrest, till th' Amphytrionide His plough and harnesse fit to till the ground, Him slew, and with his hide did him array:) And tooles to prune the trees, before the pride Behinde his backe a sithe, and by his side Of hasting Prime did make them burgein round. Under his belt he bore a sickle circling wide. So past the twelve Months forth, and their den

places found.
The sixt was August, being rich arrayd
In garment all of gold downe to the ground: And after these there came the Day and Night,
Yet rode he not, but led a lovely mayd

Riding together both with equal pase;
Forth by the hilly band, the which was cround Th' one on a palfrey blacke, the other white:
With eares of corne, and full her band was found : But Night had covered her uncomely face
That was the righteouis Virgin, which of old

With a blacke veile, and held in hand a mace, Liv'd here on Earth, and plenty made abound; On top whereof the Moon and stars were pight, But, after wrong was lov'd and justice solde, And Sleep and Darknesse round about did trace: She left th' anrighteous world, and was to Heaven But Day did beare upon his scepters hight extold.

The goodly Sun encompast all with beamës bright. Next him September marched eeke on foote; Then came the Howres, faire daughters of high love Yet was he heavy laden with the spoyle

And timely Night; the which were all endewed Of harvests riches, which be made bis boot, With wondrous beauty fit to kindle love; And him enricht with bounty of the soyle:

But they were virgins all, and love eschewed In his one hand, as fit for harvests toyle,

Tbat might forslack the charge to them foreshewed He held a knife-hook ; and in th' other hand By mighty love; who did them porters make A Paire of Waights, with which he did assoyle Of Heavens gate (whence all the gods issued) Both more and lesse, where it in doubt did stand, Which they did dayly watch, and nightly wake And equall gave to each as Iustice duly scann'd. By even turnes, ne ever did their charge forsake.

And after all came Life; and lastly Death: “ But you, Dan love, that only constant are,
Death with most grim and grisly visage seene, And king of all the rest, as ye do clame,
Yet is he nought but parting of the breath; Are you not subject eeke to this misfare?
Ne ought to see, but like a shade to weene, Then let me aske you this withouten blame;
Unbodied, unsoul'd, unheard, unseene:

Where were ye borne ? some say in Crete by name, But Life was like a faire young lusty boy,

Others in Thebes, and others otherwbere; Such as they faine Dan Cupid to have beene, But, wheresoever they comment the same, Full of delightfull health and lively ioy, [ploy. They all consent that ye begotten were (peare. Deckt all with flowres and wings of gold fit to em- And borne here in this world; ne other can apWhen these were past, thus gan the Titanesse; “ Then are ye mortall borne, and thrall to me; “ Lo! mighty mother, now be iudge, and say Unlesse the kingdome of the sky yee make Whether in all thy creatures more or lesse Immortall and unchangeable to be: Change doth not raign and bear the greatest sway: Besides, that power and vertue, which ye spake, For who sees not that Time on all doth pray? That ye here worke, doth many changes take, But times do change and move continually: Aud your owne natures change: for each of you, So nothing here long standeth in one stay: That vertue have or this or that to make, Wherefore this lower world who can deny

Is checkt and changed from bis nature trew, But to be subiect still to Mutabilitie!"

By others opposition or obliquid view. Then thus gan love; “ Right true it is that these “ Besides, the sundry motions of your spheares, And all things else that under Heaven dwell So sundry waies and fashions as clerkes faine, Are chaung d of Time, who doth them all disseise Some in short space, and some in longer yeares; Of being : but who is it (to me tell)

What is the same but alteration plaine? That Time himselfe doth move and still compell Onely the starrie skie doth still remaine: To keepe his course? Is not that pamely wee, Yet do the starres and signes therein still move, Which poure that vertue from our heavenly cell And even itself is moved, as wizards saine: That moves them all, and makes them changed be? But all that moveth doth mutation love: So them we gods doe rule, and in them also thee." Therefore both you and them to me I subiect prove. To whom thus Mutability; “ The things, “ Then since within this wide great universe Which we see not how they are mov'd and swayd, Nothing doth firme and permanent appeare, Ye may attribute to yourselves as kings,

But all things tost and turned by trausverse; And say, they by your secret power are made : What then should let, but I aloft should reare But what we see not, who shall us perswade? My trophee, and from all the triumph beare? But were they so, as ye them faine to be,

Now iudge then, O thou greatest goddesse trew, Mov'd by your might, and ordered by your ayde, | According as thyselfe doest see and heare, Yet what if I can prove, that even yee (mee? And unto me addoom that is iny dew; Yourselves are likewise chang'd, and subiect unto That is, the rule of all; all being ruld by you." “ And first, concerning her that is the first, So having ended, silence long ensewed; Even you, faire Cynthia; whom so much ye make Ne Nature to or fro spake for a space, loves dearest darling, she was bred and nurst But with firme eyes affixt the ground still viewed. On Cynthus hill, whence she her name did take; Meane while all creatures, looking in her face, Then is she mortall borne, howso ye crake: Expecting th' end of this so doubtfull case, Besides, her face and countenance every day Did hang in long suspence what would ensew, We changed see and sundry forms partake, (gray: To whether side should fall the soveraigne place : Now hornd, now round, now bright, now brown and At length she, looking up with chea refull

view, [few: So that'as changefull as the Moone men use to say. The silence brake, and gave her doome in speeches • Next Mercury; who though he lesse appeare “ I well consider all that ye have sayd; To change his hew, and alwayes seeme as one ; And find that all things stedfastnes doe hate Yet he his course doth alter every yeare,

And changed be; yet, being rightly wayd, And is of late far out of order gone :

They are not changed from their first estate; So Venus eeke, that goodly paragone,

But by their change their being doe dilate; Though faire all night, yet is she darke all day: And, turning to themselves at length againe, And Phæbus self, who lightsome is alone, Doe worke their owne perfection so by fate : Yet is he oft eclipsed by the way,

Then over thein Change doth not rule and raigne ; And fills the darkned world with terror and dismay. But they raigne over Change, and doe their states

maintaine. « Now Mars, that valiant man, is changed most; Por he sometimes so far runs out of square, “ Cease therefore, daughter, further to aspire, That be his way doth seem quite to have lost, And thee content thus to be rul'd by me: And cleane without his usuall sphere to fare; For thy decay thou seekst by thy desire; That even these star-gazers stonisht are

But time shall come that all shall changed bee, At sight thereof, and damne their lying bookes: And from thenceforth none no more change shall So likewise grim sir Saturne oft doth spare So was the Titaness put downe and whist, (see !" His sterne aspect, and calme his crabbed lookes : And love confirm'd in his imperiall see. So many turning cranks these have, so many Then was that whole assembly quite dismist, crookes.

And Natures selfe did vanish, whither no man wist.

Whose flowring pride, so fading and so fickle,
Short Time shall soon cut down with his consuming.


Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd,
Of that same time when no more change shall bę,

But stedfast rest of all things, firmely stayd
When I bethinke me on that speech whyleare

Upon the pillours of Eternity,
Of Mutability, and well it way;

That is contrayr to Mutabilitie:
Me seemes, that though she all unworthy were For all that moveth doth in change delight:
Of the Heav'ns rule; yet, very sooth to say, But thenceforth all shall rest eternally
In all things else she bears the greatest sway: With him that is the God of Sabaoth hight:
Which makes me loath

this state of life so tickle, 0! that great Sabaoth God, grant me that sabbaths
And love
of things so vaine to cast away,



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I sing of deadly dolorous debate,
Stir'd up through wrathfull Nemesis despight,
Betwixt two mightie ones of great estate,

Drawne into armes, and proofe of mortall fight,

Through prowd ambition and hart-swelling hate,

Whilst neither could the others greater might THE LA: CAREY.

And sdeignfull scorne endure; that from small iarre Most brave and bountifull la : for so excellent Their wraths at length broke into open warre. favours as I have received at your sweet handes, to

The roote whereof and tragicall effect, offer these fewe leaves as in recompence, should Vouchsafe, O thou the mournfulst Muse of nyne, be as to offer flowers to the gods for their divine That wont'st the tragick stage for to direct, benefites. Therefore I have determined to give In funerall complaints and wailefull tyne, my selfe wholy to you, as quite abandoned from Through which sad Clarion did at last decline

Reveale to me, and all the meanes detect, my selfe, and absolutely vowed to your services: To lowest wretchednes: and is there then which in all right is ever held for full recompence Such rancour in the harts of mightie men? of debt or damage, to have the person yeelded. My person I wot wel how little worth it is. But Of all the race of silver-winged dies the faithfull minde & humble zeale which I bear Which doe possesse the empire of the aire,

Betwixt the centred Earth, and azure skies, unto your la: may perhaps be more of price, as Was none more favourable, nor more faire, may please you to account and use the poore ser- Whilst Heaven did favour his felicities, vice therof; which taketh glory to advance your of Muscaroll, and in his fathers sight

Then Clarion, the eldest sonne and heire excellent partes and noble vertoes, and to spend of all alive did

seeme the fairest wight. it selfe in honouring you; not so much for your great bounty to my self, which yet may not be with fruitfull hope his aged breast he fed unminded; nor for name or kindreds sake by you of future good, which his young toward yeares, vouchsafed; being also regardable; as for that Full of brave courage and bold hardyhed honorable name,

have by your brave above th’ ensample of his equall peares, deserts purchast to your selfe, and spred in the (Whilst oft his heart did melt in tender teares)

Did largely promise, and to him fore-red, mouths of all men : with which I have also pre- That he in time would sure prove such an one, sumed to grace my verses; and, under your As should be worthie of his fathers throne. name, to commend to the world this small poëme. The which beseeching your la: to take in worth, The fresh young fie, in whom the kindly fire & of all things therin according to your wonted of lustfull yongth began to kindle fast,

Did much disdaine to subiect his desire graciousnes to make a milde construction, I hum- To loathsome sloth, or houres in ease to wast, bly pray for your happines.

But ioy'd to range abroad in fresh attire,
Your la: ever humbly;

Through the wide compas of the ayrie coast;
And, with unwearied wings, each part inquire
Of the wide rule of his renowmed sire.

which yee

E. S.

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