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Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,

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Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
Why so large cost, having so short a lease,
Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?
Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,
Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end?
Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss,
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Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;
Within be fed, without be rich no more:
So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on
men,

And Death once dead, there's no
dying then.

SONGS FROM THE PLAYS FROM LOVE'S LABOR'S LOST When icicles hang by the wall,

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And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall,

And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped and ways be foul, 5 Then nightly sings the staring owl,

Tu-whit, tu-who!' a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

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One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never: Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny!

Sing no more ditties, sing no moe Of dumps so dull and heavy! The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leafy: Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny!

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Fear no more the frown o' th' great;
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The Scepter, Learning, Physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor th' all-dreaded thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;

Thou hast finished joy and moan:
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.

No exorciser harm thee!

Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renowned be thy grave!

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Thus with many a pretty oath,
Yea and nay, and faith and troth,
Such as silly shepherds use
When they will not love abuse,
Love which had been long deluded,
Was with kisses sweet concluded;
And Phyllida, with garlands gay,
Was made the Lady of the May.

N. BRETON

AS IT FELL UPON A DAY

As it fell upon a day,

In the merry month of May,

Sitting in a pleasant shade,

Which a group of myrtles made,

Beasts did leap and birds did sing,

Trees did grow and plants did spring,
Everything did banish moan,

Save the nightingale alone;

She, poor bird, as all forlorn,
Leaned her breast against a thorn,
And there sung the dolefull'st dity,
That to hear it was great pity.
'Fie, fie, fie!' now would she cry;
'Teru, teru!" by-and-by.
That to hear her so complain
Scarce I could from tears refrain;
For her griefs so lively shown
Made me think upon mine own.

Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain,
None takes pity on thy pain.
Senseless trees, they cannot hear thee;
Ruthless beasts, they will not cheer thee;
King Pandion he is dead,

All thy friends are lapped in lead;
All thy fellow birds do sing,
Careless of thy sorrowing;
Even so, poor bird, like thee,
None alive will pity me.

TO COLIN CLOUT

Beauty sat bathing in a spring,

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Where fairest shades did hide her: The winds blew calm, the birds did sing,

The cool streams ran beside her.

My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye,
To see what was forbidden,

But better memory said, fie:

So, vain desire was chidden.

Hey nonny, nonny, etc.

Into a slumber then I fell,

When fond Imagination Seemed to see, but could not tell,

Her feature or her fashion.

But even as babes in dreams do smile,
And sometimes fall a-weeping,

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This pleasant lily white,
This taint of roseate red,
This Cynthia's silver light,
This sweet fair Dea spread,

These sunbeams in mine eye,
These beauties make me die.

EARL OF OXFORD

THE HERDMAN'S HAPPY LIFE What pleasure have great princes

More dainty to their choice
Than herdmen wild, who careless
In quiet life rejoice?
And fortune's fate not fearing,
Sing sweet in summer morning.
Their dealings plain and rightful,
Are void of all deceit;

They never know how spiteful
It is to kneel and wait

On favorite presumptuous,

Whose pride is vain and sumptuous.

All day their flocks each tendeth,

At night they take their rest,

More quiet than who sendeth

His ship into the east,

Where gold and pearl are plenty,
But getting very dainty.

For lawyers and their pleading,
They 'steem it not a straw;
They think that honest meaning,
Is of itself a law;

Where conscience judgeth plainly,
They spend no money vainly.
Oh, happy who thus liveth!

Not caring much for gold;
With clothing which sufficeth,

To keep him from the cold. Though poor and plain his diet, Yet merry it is and quiet.

OUT OF MR. BIRD'S SET SONGS

A NYMPH'S DISDAIN OF LOVE 'Hey, down, a down!' did Dian sing, Amongst her virgins sitting;

'Than love there is no vainer thing,

For maidens most unfitting.'

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Men's feigning guiles they did not know, The ground of their disease.

Unborn was false suspect,

No thought of jealousy;

From wanton toys and fond affect,

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