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Enotrians held it; but we hear by fame,
That, by late ages of posterity,

'Tis from a captain's name called Italy.

LXII. BOOK II. CH. XXIV. § 5.
Juvenal, viii. 272-5.

YET, though thou fetch thy pedigree so far,
Thy first progenitor, whoe'er he were,
Some shepherd was; or else that I'll forbear.

LXIII. BOOK III. CH. VII. § 3.

Horace, Od. III. ii. 31-2.

SELDOM the villain, though much haste he make, Lame-footed vengeance fails to overtake.

LXIV. BOOK IV. CH. I. § 5.

Horace, Od. III. xvi. 13-15.

By gifts the Macedon clave gates asunder,
The kings envying his estate brought under.

LXV. BOOK IV. CH. II. § 8.

Homer, Od. XVIII. 135-6.

THE minds of men are ever so affected
As by God's will they daily are directed.

LXVI. BOOK IV. CH. II. § 15.

Claudian in Eutrop. I. 321-3.

OVER the Medes and light Sabæans reigns
This female sex; and under arms of Queen
Great part of the Barbarian land remains.

LXVII. BOOK V. CH. II. § 1.

Juvenal, VIII. 121-2.

HAVE special care that valiant poverty
Be not oppressed with too great injury.

LXVIII. BOOK V. CH. VI. § 11.

Pausan. (VII) XII. vol. iii. p. 182, Siebelis.

ONE fire than other burns more forcibly;

One wolf than other wolves does bite more sore; One hawk than other hawks more swift doth fly; So one most mischievous of men before, Callicrates, false knave as knave might be, Met with Menalcidas, more false than he.1

LXIX. BOOK V. CH. VI. § 12.

Juvenal, x. 96-7.

EVEN they that have no murderous will
Would have it in their power to kill.

1 "A bye-word, taken up among the Achæans, whenas that mischievous Callicrates, who had been too hard for all worthy and virtuous men, was beaten at his own weapon, by one of his own condition."

XXV.1

NO PLEASURE WITHOUT PAIN.2

(Before 1576.)

WEET were the joys that both might like and last;

Strange were the state exempt from
all distress;

Happy the life that no mishap should taste;
Blessed the chance might never change success.
Were such a life to lead or state to prove,
Who would not wish that such a life were love?

But oh! the soury sauce of sweet unsure,

When pleasures flit, and fly with waste of wind. The trustless trains that hoping hearts allure,

When sweet delights do but allure the mind; When care consumes and wastes the wretched wight, While fancy feeds and draws of her delight.

This and the next five poems are placed last, because I cannot satisfy myself that the evidence is conclusive in Raleigh's favour. But I do not exclude them altogether, because in each case there is some evidence which others have accepted, and no stronger claim has been set up for any other person.

2 "Paradise of Dainty Devices," 1576, signed "W. R." in ed. 1578; see Collier's reprint, p. 20, and "Bibl. Cat.,' vol. i. p. 245; signed "W. Hunnis" in editions 1580 and 1596, where it is No. 12; in other editions signed "E. S."

What life were love, if love were free from pain? But oh that pain with pleasure matched should meet!

Why did the course of nature so ordain

That sugared sour must sauce the bitter sweet? Which sour from sweet might any means remove, What hap, what heaven, what life, were like to love!

XXVI.

THE SHEPHERD'S PRAISE OF HIS
SACRED DIANA.1

Before 1593.)

RAISED be Diana's fair and harmless light;

Praised be the dews wherewith she moists the ground;

Praised be her beams, the glory of the night; Praised be her power, by which all powers abound.

Praised be her nymphs, with whom she decks the woods;

Praised be her knights, in whom true honour lives;

In "England's Helicon," 1600, Raleigh's initials were first affixed, but were obliterated by pasting over them a slip of paper with the word "Ignoto." The piece is marked "W. R." in F. Davison's catalogue of the poems contained in "England's Helicon," Harl. MS. 280, fol. 99. It is anonymous in the "Phonix Nest," 1593, p. 69.

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Praised be that force, by which she moves the floods;
Let that Diana shine which all these gives.

In heaven queen she is among the spheres;
She mistress-like makes all things to be pure;
Eternity in her oft change she bears;

She beauty is; by her the fair endure.

Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide;
Mortality below her orb is placed;

By her the virtues of the stars down slide;
In her is virtue's perfect image cast.

A knowledge pure it is her worth to know:
With Circes let them dwell that think not so.
[S. W. R.] IGNOTO.

XXVII.

THE SHEPHERD'S DESCRIPTION OF

LOVE.1

(Before 1600.)

Melibaus.

HEPHERD, what's love, I pray thee

tell?

Fau. It is that fountain and that
well

Where pleasure and repentance dwell;
It is perhaps that sauncing bell

In "England's Helicon," 1600, with the first signature obliterated, as in No. xxvi., and ascribed to "S. W. Rawly" in F. Davison's list, Harl. MS. 280, fol. 99. It is

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