Summer is come, for every spray now springs; COMPLAINT OF A LOVER REBUKED Love, that liveth and reigneth in my thought, That built his seat within my captive breast, Clad in the arms wherein with me he fought, Oft in my face he doth his banner rest. She that me taught to love and suffer pain, My doubtful hope and eke my hot desire With shamefast cloak to shadow and refrain, Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire. The coward Love then to the heart apace Taketh his flight, whereas he lurks and plains,3 His purpose lost, and dare not show his face. For my lord's guilt thus faultless bide I pains. Yet from my lord shall not my foot remove; Sweet is his death that takes his end by love. ΙΟ II DESCRIPTION AND PRAISE OF HIS LOVE From Tuscan came my lady's worthy race; Her beauty of kind, her virtues from above. THE MEANS TO ATTAIN HAPPY LIFE Martial, the things that do attain 'float mixes laments is named 5 from nature Resteth here, that quick could never rest; 4 ΤΟ 20 A mark, the which (unperfected, for time) vance; In neither fortune lost, nor yet repressed, But to the heavens that simple soul is fled, 30 Thus, for our guilt, this jewel have we lost; The earth his bones, the heavens possess his ghost! VIRGIL'S ÆNEID BOOK II They whisted' all, with fixed face attent, How that the Greeks did spoil and overthrow And lo! moist night now from the welkin falls, The Greekës chieftains, all irked with the war, 10 20 31 There stands in sight an isle hight Tenedon, Rich and of fame while Priam's kingdom stood, Now but a bay and road unsure for ship. Hither them secretly the Greeks withdrew, Shrouding themselves under the desert shore; And, weening we they had been fled and gone, And with that wind had fet3 the land of Greece, Troy discharged her long continued dole." The gates cast up, we issued out to play, The Greekish camp desirous to behold, The places void and the forsaken coasts. Here Pyrrhus' band, there fierce Achilles pight; 5 Here rode their ships, there did their battles join. Astonied some the scathful gift beheld, Behight by vow unto the chaste Minerve, 7 6 All wondering at the hugeness of the horse. And first of all Timotes gan advise 3 42 1 became silent 2 lamentable a fetched, reached ♦ sorrow camped, tendebat harmful promised 6 Lo! foremost of a rout that followed him, Kindled Laöcoön hasted from the tower, Crying far off: 'O wretched citizens, What so great kind of frenzy freteth you? Deem ye the Greeks, our enemies, to be gone? Or any Greekish gifts can you suppose Devoid of guile? Is so Ulysses known? Either the Greeks are in this timber hid, Or this an engine is to annoy our walls, To view our towers, and overwhelm our town. Here lurks some craft. Good Troyans give no trust Unto this horse, for, whatsoever it be, бо I dread the Greeks, yea when they offer gifts."" GEORGE GASCOIGNE (1525?-1577) THE STEEL GLASS EPILOGUS Alas, my lord, my haste was all too hot, 40 They be so sure, even wo to men indeed. 5 THOMAS SACKVILLE, LORD BUCKHURST (1536-1608) THE MIRROR FOR MAGISTRATES FROM THE INDUCTION Whereby I knew that she a goddess was, And therewithal resorted to my mind My thought, that late presented me the glass Of brittle state, of cares that here we find, Of thousand woes to silly men assigned; And how she now bid me come and behold, To see with eye that erst in thought I rolled. 168 Flat down I fell, and with all reverence Adored her, perceiving now that she, A goddess sent by godly providence, In earthly shape thus showed herself to me, To wail and rue this world's uncertainty: And while I honored thus her god-head's might, With plaining voice these words to me she shright: 173 This shalt thou see, but great is the unrest And with these words as I upraised stood, And 'gan to follow her that straight forth paced, Ere I was ware, into a desert wood We now were come; where, hand in hand embraced, She led the way, and through the thick SO traced, A deadly gulf where nought but rubbish grows, With foul black swelth in thickened lumps that lies, Which up in the air such stinking vapours throws, And first within the porch and jaws of Hell 1 going scum 4 cease 217 224 Her eyes unsteadfast, rolling here and there, Whirled on each place, as place that vengeance brought, So was her mind continually in fear, Tossed and tormented with the tedious thought Of those detested crimes which she had wrought; With dreadful cheer and looks thrown to the sky, Wishing for death, and yet she could not die. 231 Next saw we Dread, all trembling how he shook, With foot uncertain proferred here and there; Benumbed of speech, and with a ghastly look Searched every place all pale and dead for fear, His cap borne up with staring1 of his hair, Stoynd and amazed at his own shade for dread, And fearing greater dangers than was need. 238 And next within the entry of this lake Sat fell Revenge, gnashing her teeth for ire, Devising means how she may vengeance take, Never in rest till she have her desire; But frets within so farforth 3 with the fire Of wreaking flames, that now determines she To die by Death, or venged by Death to be. 245 When fell Revenge with bloody foul pretence Had shown herself as next in order set, With trembling limbs we softly parted thence, Till in our eyes another sigh we met: When from my heart a sight forthwith I fet, Rueing, alas! upon the woeful plight Of Misery, that next appeared in sight. 252 And not so soon descend into the pit, Where Death, when he the mortal corps hath slain, 1 heed 2 happen wasted away 4 beseech" if With retchless hand in grave doth cover it, The gladsome light, but, in the ground y-lain, But who had seen him, sobbing how he stood This wretched Age should life desire so fain, 328 And knows full well life doth but length his pain. Crookbacked he was, toothshaken, and blear- Went on three feet, and sometime crept on four, And fast by him pale Malady was placed, 343 And that, alas! was gnawen on everywhere, All full of holes, that I ne mought refrain From tears, to see how she her arms could tear, And with her teeth gnash on the bones in vain; When all for nought she fain would so sustain Her starved corse, that rather seemed a shade Than any substance of a creature made. 357 Great was her force, whom stone wall could Her tearing nails snatching at all she saw; 363 1 careless 2 bare worn with age recovery terrible Lastly stood War, in glittering arms y-clad, With visage grim, stern looks, and blackly hued; In his right hand a naked sword he had, That to the hilts was all with blood embrued: And in his left (that kings and kingdoms rued) Famine and fire he held, and therewithal 391 He razed towns, and threw down towers and all. Cities he sacked, and realms, that whilom In honour, glory, and rule above the best, |