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And only minding whom he miss'd, the foundress
of his thrall; Nor means he after to frequent the court, or stately.
towns, But solitarily to live among the country growns. A brace of years he lived thus, well pleased so to
live, And, shepherd-like, to feed a flock himself did
wholly give; So wasting love, by work and want, grew almost to
the wane, And then began a second love, the worser of the
twain; A country wench, a neat-herd's maid, where Curan
kept his sheep, Did feed her drove ; and now on her was all the
shepherd's keep. He borrow'd on the working days his holie russets
oft, And of the bacon's fat to make his startups black
and soft; And lest his tar-box should offend, he left it at the
fold : Sweet grout or .whig his bottle had as much as it
might hold; A shave of bread as brown as nut, and cheese as
white as snow, And wildings, or the season's fruit, he did in scrip
And whilst his pyebald cur did sleep, and sheep
hook lay hin, by, On hollow quills of oaten straw he piped melody; But when he spied her his saint
Thus the shepherd woo'd.
Thou art too elvish, faith, thou art; too elvish and
Am I, I pray thee, beggarly, that such a flock
Believe me, lass, a king is but a man, and so am I; Content is worth a monarchy, and mischiefs hit the
high, As late it did a king, and his, not dwelling far from
hence, Who left a daughter, save thyself, for fair a match
less wench; Here did he pause, as if his tongue had done his
heart offence : The neatress, longing for the rest, did egg him on
to tell How fair she was, and who she was. She bore, quoth
he, the belle; For beauty, though I clownish am, I know what
beauty is, Or did I not, yet seeing thee, I senseless were to
Suppose her beauty Helen's like, or Helen's, some.
And every star consorting to a pure complexion
guess ; Her stature comely tall, her gait well graced, and
her wit To marvel at, not meddle with, as matchless I
omit; A globe-like head, a gold-like hair, a forehead
smooth and high, · An even nose; on either side did shine a greyish
Her smiles were sober, and her looks were cheerful
unto all, And such as neither wanton seem, nor wayward, mell
nor gall: A nymph no tongue, no heart, no eye, might
praise, might wish, might see, For life, for love, for form, more good, more worth,
more fair than she; Yea, such a one as such was none, save only she
was such; Of Argentile, to say the most, were to be silent
much.I knew the lady very well, but worthless of such
praise, The neatress said, and muse I do a shepherd thus
should blaze The coat of beauty; credit me, thy latter speech be
wrays Thy clownish shape a colour'd shew; but wherefore dost thou
The shepherd wept, and she was woe, and both did
silence keep :In troth, quoth he, I am not such as seeming I
profess, But then for her, and now for thee, I from myself
digress; Her loved I, wretch that I am, a recreant to be, I loved her that hated love, but now I die for
thee. At Kirkland is my father's court, and Curan is my
name, In Edel's court sometime in pomp, till love con
troll’d the same; But now
-what now? dear heart, how now, what aileth thou to weep The damsel wept, and he was woe, and both did
silence keep. I grant, quoth she, it was too much, that you did
love so much, But whom your former could not move, your second
love doth touch; Thy twice beloved Argentile submitteth her to
thee, And, for thy double love, presents herself a single
fee; In passion, not in person, changed; and I, my lord,
am she ; Thus sweetly surfeiting in joy, and silent for a
ce, When as the ecstasy had end, did tenderly embrace.
BORN 1561.-DIED 1612.
A specimen of the poetry of Sir John Harrington's father has been already given in this volume, which is so polished and refined, as almost to warrant a suspicion that the editor of the Nugæ Antiquæ got it from a more modern quarter. The elder Hare rington was imprisoned in the Tower, under Queen Mary, for holding a correspondence with Elizabeth; on whose accession his fidelity was rewarded by her favour. His son, the translator of Ariosto, was knighted on the field by the Earl of Essex, not much to the satisfaction of Elizabeth, who was sparing of such honours, and chose to confer them herself. He was created a knight of the bath in the reign of James, and distinguished himself, to the violent offence of the high church party, by his zeal against the marriage of bishops.
FROM SIR JOHN HARRINGTON'S EPIGRAMS.
OF A PRECISE TAILOR.
A TAILOR, thought a man of upright dealing-