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The garland of good-will divided into three parts : containing many pleasant songs and pretty poems to sundry new notes : with a table to find the names of all the songs / written by T.D.
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Deloney, Thomas, 1543?-1600.
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else in sorrow â—ye You have your 〈◊〉 my â—overaign Lord effectually Take all the leave that I can 〈◊〉 your Majesty But on thy Beauty all my ioys have their above Take thou my Beauty from my face my gracious Lord. Did'st thou not swear to grant my will All that I may I will fulâ—l then for my love let my true love be seen My Lord your speech I might reprove You cannot give to me your love for that belongs unto your Queen But I suppose your Grace did this only to try Whether a wanton Tale might tempt Dame Salisbury Nor from your self therefore my Liege my steps do stray But from your wanton tempting Tale I go my way O turn again my Lady bright Come unto me my hearts delight gone is the comfort of my â—ensive heart Yere comes the Earl of Warwick he The Father of this fair Lady my mind to him I mean for to impart â—hy is my Lord and Soveraign King so griev'd in mind Because that I have lost the thing I cannot find What thing is that any graâ—ious Lord which you have lost It is my 〈◊〉 which to near 〈◊〉 betwixt fire and frost Curst be that fire and frosttho That caused this your Highness woâ— O Warwick thou 〈◊〉 wrong me very 〈◊〉 It is thy Daughter Noble Earl That Heaven-bright-Lamp that peerless Pearl which kills my heart yet do I her adore If that be all my gracious King that works your grief I will perswade the scoâ—nful Dame to yield relief Never shall she my Daughter be if she refuse The Love and favour of a King may her excuse Thus 〈◊〉 Warwick went away And quits contrary he did say when as he did the beautâ—ous Countess meet Well 〈◊〉 my Daughter quoth â—â— A message I must do to thee our Royal King most 〈…〉 thee greâ—â— The King will dye lest thou to him do grant thy love To love my Husband love I would remove It is right Charity to love my Daughter dear But no true love so charitable for to appear His Greatness may hear out the shame But his kingdom cannot buy out the blame he craves thy love that may â—ereave thy life It is my duty to move this But not thy honesty to yield I wis I mean to dye a true unspotted Wife Now hast thou spoken my Daughter dear as I would have Charity bears a Golden Name unto the Grave And when to thy wedded Lord thou provest untrue Then let my bitter curses still thy soul pursue Then with a smiling chear go thou As right and reason doth allow yet shew the King thou bearest no Strumpets mind I go dear Father with a trice And by a slight of sine device I 'le cause the King confess that I am unkind Here comes the Lady of my life the King did say My Father bids me Soveraign Lord your will obey And I consent if you will grâ—nt onâ— boon to me I grant it thee my Lady fair what e'rest be My Husband is alive you know First let me kill him e're I go and at your command I will ever be Thy Husband now in France doth rest No no he lies within my breast and being so nigh he will my falâ—â—od seâ— With that she started from the King and took her knife And desperately she thought to rid her self of life The King he started from the Chaiâ— her hand to stay O noble King you have broke your word with me this day Thou that not do this deed quoth he Then never I will lye with thee â—o then live still and let me bear the 〈◊〉 Live in honour and high estate With thy true Lord and wedded mate I never will attempt this suit again 5. The Spanish Ladies love to an English Gentleman WIll you hear a Spanish Lady how she woo'oâ—m English-man Garments gay as rich as may be deckt with jewels had she on Of a comely countenance and grace was â—he And by Birth and Parentage of high degree As his priosâ—er there he kept her in his hands her life did lye Cupids hands did tye her faster by the likeing of her eye In his courteous company was all her joy To favour him in anything she was not coy At the last there raine commandment for to set the Ladies free With their Jewels still adoâ—ned none to do thein injury Alas then said the Lady gay full woe is me O let me still sustain this kind captivity Gallant Captain shew some pitty to a Lady in distress Leave me not within the City for to dye in heaviness Thou hast set this present day my body free But my heart in prison strong remains with thee How should thou fair Lady love me whom thou know'st thy Countries Foe Thy fair words makes me susâ—ect thee Serpents are where flowers grow All the evil I think to thee most gracious Knight God grant unto my self the same may fully light Blessed be the time and season that you came on Spanish ground If you may our Foes be termed gentle foes we have you found With our Cities you have won our hearts eath one Then to your Country bear away that is your own Rest you still most gallant Lady rest you still and weep no more Of fair Lovers there are plenty Spain doth yield a wondrous store Spaniards fraught with jealousse we often find But English-men throughout the world are counted kind Leave me not unto a Spaniard you alone enjoy my heart I am lovely young and tender Love is likewise my desert Still to serve thee day and night my mind is prest The wife of every English-man is counted blest It would be a shame fair Lady for to hear a woman hence English Souldiers never carry and such without offence I will quickly change my self if it be so And like a Page I 'le follow thee where e're thou go I have neither Gold nor Silver to maintain thee in this case And to travel 't is great charges as you know in every place My Chains and Jewels every one shall be thine own And eke five hundred pounds in Gold that lies unknown On the Seas are many dangers many storms doth there arise Which will be to Ladies dreadful and force tears from watry eyes Well in worth I could endure extremity For I could find in heart to lose my life for theâ— Courteous Lady be contented here comes all that breeds the â—â—rise I in England have already a sweet Woman to my wife I will not falsifie my vow for gold or gain Nor yet for all the fairest Dames that live in Spain O how happy is that woman that enjoys so true a friend Many days of joy God send you and of my suit I 'le make an end Upon my knees I pardon crave for this offence Which love and true affection did first commence Commend me to thy loving Lady bear to her this Chain of Gold And these Bracelets for a token grieving that I was so hold All my Jewels in like sort bear thou with thee For these are fitting for thy wife and not for me I will spend my days in prayer Love and all her laws defies In a Nunnery will I shrew me far from other Company But e're my Prayers hâ—â—e 〈◊〉 and be sure of this To pray for thee and for thy love I will not miss Thus farewel gentle Captain and farewel my hearts concent Count not Spanish Ladies wanton though to thee my love was bent Joy and true prosperity go still with thee The like fall ever to thy share most fair Lady 9. A Farewel to Love FArewel false Love the Oracle of lies a mortal foe an enemy to rest An envious Boy from whence great cares arise A bastard vile a beast with age possest A way for errour a tempest full of treason In all respects contrary unto reason A poysoned Serpent cover'd all with flowers Mother of sighs and Murtherers of repose A sea of sorrows whence run all such showers As moisture gives to every grieâ—â— that grows A school of guile a nest of deep deceit A Golden hook that holds a poysoned 〈◊〉 A Fortress field whom reason did defend A Syrens song a server of the mind A Maze wherein affections find no end A raining cloud that runs before the wind A Substance like the shaddow of the Sun A Cole of grief for which the wisest run A quenchless fire a rest of trembling fear A path that leads to peril and mishap A true retread of sorrow and despair An idle Boy that sleeps in pleasures lap A deep mistrust of that which certain seems A hope of that which reason doubtful deems Then sith thy reign my younger years betray'd And for my Faith Ingratitude I find And such repentance hath the wrong bewray'd Whose crooked cause hath not been after kind False love go back and beauty frail adieu Dead is the root from which such fancies grew FINIS The lover by his gifts thinks to conquer chastity And with his gifts sends these verses to his lady What face so fair that is not crackt with gold What wit so worth that hath in gold his wonder What learning but with golden lines doth hold what state so high but gold could lying it under What thought so sweet but Gold doth better seafoâ— And what rule better then the golden reason The ground was fat that yields the golden fruit The study high that sets the golden state The labour sweet that gets the golden suit The reckoning rich that scorns the Golden rate The love is sure that golden hoxe doth hold And rich again that serves the God of Gold FINIS The Womans Answer Foul is the face whose beauty gold can raft Worthless the wit that hath gold in her wonder Unlearned lines puts gold in Honours place Wicked the state that will to coin come under Base the Conceit that seasoned is with Gold And Beggers rule that such a reason hold Earth gives the gold but Heaven gives greater grace Men study wealth but Angels wisdom raise Labour seeks peace love hath an higher place Death makes the reckoning life is all my race The hope is here my hope of heaven doth hald God give me grace let Dives dye with gold FINIS
FINIS AS you came from the Holy Land of Walsingham Met you not with my true Love by the way as you came How should I know your true Love that have met many a one As I came from the Holy Land that have come that have gone She is neither white nor Brown but as the Heavens fair There is none hath a Form so Divine on the Earth in the Air Such a one did I meet good sir with Angel-like Face UUho like a Queen did appear in her Gate in her Grace She hath left me here all alone all alone and unknown UUho sometimes lov'd me as her life and called me her own UUhat's the cause she hath left thee alone and a new way doth take That sometime did love thee as her self and her joy did thee make I loved her all my youth but now am Old as you see Love liketh not the Falling Fruit nor the withered tree For Love is â— careless Child and forgets Promise past He is blind he is not deaf when he 〈◊〉 and in Faith never fast For love is a great delight And yet a truâ—â—less joy he is won with a word of Despair And is lost with a Ioyâ— such is the Love of Women-kind Or the word Love abused Under which many childish desires and Conceits are excused But Love is a durable fire in the mind ever burning Never Sick never Dead never Cold from it self never turning 4. The Winning of Cales LOng had the proud Spaniard advanced to conquer us Threatning our Country with Fire and Sword Often preparing their Navy most sumptuous With all the Provision that Spain could afford Dub a dub dub thus strikes the Drums Tan-ta-ra-ra tan-ta-ra-ra English men comes To the Seas presently went our Lord admiral With Knights Couragious and Captains full good The Earl of Essex a prosperous General With him prepared to pass the Salt Flood Dub a dub c. At Plymouth speedily took their Ships â—â—tiantiy Braver Ships never were seen under sail With their fair Colours spread and Streams o're their head Now braging Spaniards take heed of your Tayl. Dub a dub c. Unto Cales runningly came we most happily UUhere the King's Ruby did secretly Ride Being upon their backs pierceing their Buts of Sack E're that the Spaniard our coming discry'd Tan ta-ra-ra-ra English-men tymes bounce-abounce bounce-abounce Off went the Guns Great was the crying running and riding UUhich at that season was made in that place Then Beacons was fired as need was required To hide their great treasure they had little space Alas they cryed English-men comes There you might see the Ships how they were fired fast And how the men drowned themselves in the Sea That you might hear them cry wail and weep piteously UUhen as they saw no shift to escape thence away Dub a dub c. The great Saint Phillip the pride of the Spaniards UUas burnt to the bottom and sunk into the Sea But the Saint Andrew and eke the Saint Matthew UUe took in Fight manfully and brought them away Dub a dub c. The Earl of Essex most Ualiant and hardy UUith Horse-men and Foot-men marcht towards the Town The enemies which saw them full greatly affrighted Did fly for their Safe-guard and burst not come down Dub a dub c. Now quoth the Noble Earl Courage my Souldiers all Fight and he Ualiant the spoyl you shall have And well rewarded all from the great to the 〈◊〉 But look that the Women and Children you save Dub a dub c. The Spaniards at that 〈◊〉 Saw 't was in vain to 〈◊〉 Hung up their Flags of 〈◊〉 yielding up the town We marcht in presently decking the Walls on hiâ—â— With our English Colours which purchased Renown Dub a dub c. Entring the 〈…〉 of the â—ichest men For Gold and treaâ—â—â—â— we searched each day In some places we 〈…〉 â—yes baking in the 〈◊〉 Meat at the fire Roasting and men ran away Dub a dub c. Full of rich Merchandize every Shop we did seâ— Damask and Sattins and Velvet full fair â—hich Souldiers measure out by the length of their Swoâ—ds Of all Commodities and each one had a share Dub a dub c. Thus Cales was taken and our brave General Mâ—rcht to the Market-place there he did stand There many Prisoners of good account were took Many crav'd Mercy and mercy they found Dub a dub c. When as our General saw they delayed time And would not ransom the Town as they said With their fair Mainsâ—ots their Presses and Bedâ—â—eads Their Ioynt-stools and Tables a fire we made And when the Town 〈◊〉 in a 〈◊〉 With tan-ta-ra tan-ta ar-rat from thence we came 4. Of King Edward the Third and the fair Countess of Salisbury setting forth her constancy and endless glory WHen as Edward the third did live the valliant King David of Scotland to rebel did then begin The Town of Barwick suddenly from us he won And burnt Newcastle to the ground thus strife begun To Roxbury Castle marcht then And by the force of warlike men besieg'd therein a gallant fair Lady While that her Husband was in France His Countries honour to advance the Noble and Famous Earl of Salisbury Brave Sir William Montague rode then in haste Who declared unto the King the Scotish-mens â—oast Who like a Lyon in a rage did straightway prepare For to deliver that fair Lady from woful care But when the Scotish-men did hear her say Edward our King was come that dâ—y they raised their siege and ran away with speed So when thâ—t he did 〈◊〉 come With warlike Trumpet â—ife and â—rum none but a gallant Lady did him meet Who when he did with greedy eyes behold and see Her peerless beauty inthral'd his Majesty And ever the longer that he lookt the more he might For in her only beauty was his hearts delight And humbly then upon her knees She thankt his Royal Majesty that he had driven danger from her gate Lady quoth he stand up in peace Although my war doth now encrease Lord keep quoth she all hurt from â—our â—state Now is the King full sadin soul and wots not why And for the love of the fair Countess of Salisbury She little knowing his cause of gâ—ief did come to see Wherefore his Highness sat alone so heavily I have â—een wrong'd fair Dame quoth he Since I came hithed unto thâ— no God 〈◊〉 my Sovâ—raign she said If I were worthy for to knâ—w The cause and ground of this your woe you should be helpt if it did lye in me Swear to perform thy word to me thou Lady gay To thee the sorrows of my heart I will bewray I swear by all the Saints in Heaven I will quoth she And let my Lord have no mistrust at all in me Then take thy self aâ—â—de he said For why thy beauty hath betray'd Wounding a King with thy â—right shining eye If thou â—â— then some mercy show Thou shalt expel a Princely woe so shall I live or