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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15141	The copy of a letter, lately written in meeter, by a yonge gentilwoman: to her vnconstant louer With an admonitio[n] to al yong gentilwomen, and to all other mayds in general to beware of mennes flattery. By Is. VV. Newly ioyned to a loueletter sent by a bacheler, (a most faithfull louer) to an vnconstant and faithles mayden.	Whitney, Isabella.; W. G., fl. 1567. Loveletter.	1567 (1567)	STC 25439; ESTC S101849	6,641	32

brests to kepe this thing in store For triall shal declare his trueth and show what he doth think Whether he be a Louer true or do intend to shrink If SCILLA had not trust to much before that she dyd trye She could not haue ben clent forsake when she for help did crye Or yf she had had good aduice Nisus had liued long How durst she trust a strainger and do her deare father wrong King Nisus had a Haire by fate which Haire while he dyd kepe He neuer should be ouercome neither on Land nor depe The straūger that y e Daughter lou'd did warre against the King And alwaies sought how y t he might them in subiection bring This Scylla stole away the Haire for to obtaine her wyll And gaue it to the Straunger that dyd straight her father kyll Then she who thought her self most sure to haue her whole desyre Was cleane reiect and left behind when he dyd whom retyre Or if such falshood had ben once vnto Oenone knowne About the fieldes of Ida wood Paris had walkt alone Or if Demophoons deceite to Phillis had ben tolde She had not ben transformed so as Poets tell of olde Hero did trie Leanders truth before that she did trust Therfore she found him vnto her both constant true and lust For he alwayes did swim the Sea when starres in Skie did glide Till he was drowned by the way nere hand vnto the side She scrat her Face she tare her Heir it greueth me to tell When she did know the end of him that she did loue so well But like Leander there be fewe therfore in time take heede And alwayes trie before ye trust so shall you better speede The little Fish that carelesse is within the water-cleare Now glad is he when he doth see a Bayt for to appeare He thinks his hap right good to bee that he the same could spie And so the simple foole doth trust to much before he trie O little Fish what hap hadst thou to haue such spitefull Fate To come into ones cruell hands out of so happy state Thou diddst suspect no harme when thou vpon the bait didst looke O that thou hadst had Linceus eies for to haue seene the hooke Then hadst thou w t thy prety mates bin playing in the streames Wheras syr Phebus dayly doth shew forth his golden beames But sith thy Fortune is so yll to end thy lyfe on shore Of this thy most vnhappy end I minde to speake no more But of thy Felowes chance that late such prety shift did make That he from Fishers hooke did sprit before he could him take And now he pries on euery baite suspecting styll that pricke For to lye hid in euery thing where with the Fishers stricke And since the Fish that reason lacks once warned doth beware Why should not we take hede to that that turneth vs to care And I who was deceiued late by ones vnfaithfull teares Trust now for to beware if that I liue this hundreth yeares ¶ FINIS Is. VV. A Loueletter or an earnest perswasion of a Louer sent of late to a yonge Mayden to whom he was betrothed Who afterward being ouercome with flattery she seemd vtterly to swerue from her former promise without occasion and so to forsake him By VV. G. A Loueletter sent from a faythful Louer to an vnconstant Mayden AS dutie wils so nature moues thy frend these lines to wright Wherin thy fraude O faithlesse thou I minde to bring to light Can plighted faith so firmly plight without desert be moued Or should the man that faithfull is so slenderly be loued ¶ Should hate his guerdon 〈◊〉 remaine in place of thy good wyl Should rigor raign within thy brest to vanquish reasons skyll Should faith to falshed so be changd alas the greater ruthed When double dealyng is preferd before a perfect trueth●● Of case such hap as recompence vnto your friend you yelde What Bulwarke canst thou clayme gainst Gods thy selfe to sheilde Can they that sit in hauty Heauens such couert gilt abyde Or ar they parcial now deemst thou is Iustice throwne a syde May iust are they and iustice styll as iust they iustly vse And vnto them as giltlesse then canst thou thy selfe excuse No no not so for they be holde thy double deades be sure Do forged style nor flattryng phrase their fauour may allure No gifts no golde can them corrupt such iustice there doth raigne And they that disobey their heastes are subiect vnto payne These are no nouel newes I tell the proofe is playnly knowne To such as do offend their wils their powre forth are showne To see thy conscience gylty is thy faithles frawde they see And thinkste thou then this gilt of thine can vnrewarded bee O Faith think not so far to wish from reasons lymyts pure But iudg thy selfe what iustice they to sinfull ones inure And thy selfe such domb shalt geue as gilty shalt thou finde Therfore relent and once agayne thy grudging conscience minde Which vnto Gods that sacred are as gilty thee he wray In place of fraude let faith trueth with thee now heare the sway Reuoke and call to memory the fruits of friendship showne Perpend in mind my tormēts strong my playnts and pensiue mone Which sixe yeares long as pacionate to caryyng yoake of care I bod for thee as thou they selfe I know canst wel declare Remēber thou the plaints teares which I powrd foorth for thee And ponder well the sacred vow that thou hast made to mee Which vow gaue comfort to thi frend that subiect serued to griefe Thou gauest thy selfe a pledg to me thy faith was my releffe But now what helyth hagge alas hath tournde thy loue to hate Or els what whelpe of HYDRAS kind in thee hath wrought debate Alas wilt thou dispoyle me quight of my possessed ioye Or wilt y u plunge me headlong thus to gulphes of great annoye Who would a thought alas such fraude to rest in thee Who wold haue deemd withou desert thy hart should change from mee Whose hart hath coucht his tent within my couert brest And thine I hopte of me thy friend likewise had ben possest But waueryng minds I plainly set so compassed with guile Pretend by slights the perfect ioyes of frindes for to exile O shuld a pratlyng Parasite so egge thee with disdayne That thou the presence of thy friend through flattery should refrayne Not vouching once to speake w t him whose hart thou hast in hold Sith likeing same hath graunted grace should loue so soone be cold Consider these my letters well and answer them agenne For I thy friend in couert zeale this time hath closd my penne Farewel a dieu tenthousand times to God I thee commend Be seching him his heauenly grace vnto thee styll to send ¶ Thy friend in wealth thy friend in woe Thy friend while lyfe shal flytt mesroe And whilst that you inioy your breath Leaue not your friend vnto the death For greater

praise cannot be wonne Then to obserue trueloue begonne ¶ FINIS VV. G. ¶ Imprinted at London by Richard Ihones R W Against the wilfull Inconstancie of his deare Foe E. T. Whiche Example may iustly be a sufficient warnyng for all Yongmen to beware the fained Fidelytie of vnconstant Maydens All youthful Mights at lyberty whom LOVE did neuer thrall I wish that my deray may bée a warnyng to you all That haue a soare bred in my Brest although it be not strange Yet wyll it bryng mée to the Graue without some sodaine change For I by Sute haue serued one two yeares and somwhat more And now I can no longer serue my hart it is so sore Whiche hart I let to Userie through gredie fond desire Not doubting to receiue home twain when I would them requyre But if that euerie Userer had such good hap as I There would not be so many men would vse this Userie My Debtor hath deceyued mée for she is from mée fled And I am left among the Bryers to bryng a Foole to Bed So that I séely man remayne eche day in doubtfull case For DEATH doth dayly lye in wayte to rest me with his Mace And cast mée into Prison strong the Doore is made of Grasse And I might bles my houre of birth if it were come to passe For lo my carefull choyce doth choose to kéepe mée styll in thrall And doth regard my loue no more then Stone that lyes in wall Wherby I see that Womens hartes are made of Marble Stone I sée how carelesse they can bée when pensiue men do mone I sowed both pure and perfect séede on fayre and pleasant grounde In hope though harnest brought som pain som profit might bée found But now the Haruest ended is and for my faythfull Séedes And all my payne and labour past I haue nought els but Wéedes I thrust my hand among y t Thornes in hope the Rose to finde I prickt my hand and eke my hart yet left the Rose behynde Not I but many more I knowe in Loue do lacke reléefe But I as cause doth mée compell do wayle my payne and griefe I doubtlesse can not bée the first That Loue hath put to payne Nor yet I shall not be the last that Women wyll disdayne If I poore wretch should think vpon the paynes that I haue past Or if I should recount the cares that she hath made me taste Into Dispayre it would mée driue and cleaue my hart in twaine Or els bereaue me of my Wittes to thinke vpon the payne I neuer spent one day in Ioye my carefull hart doth know Since first I lent my Loue to her by whom my griefe doth growe There are no greater paynes assignd for dampned Ghostes in hell Then I do suffer for her sake that I do loue so well The Pryce that I haue paid for loue not many men do gyue But I my Bargayne shall repent as longe as I do lyue I payde for loue and that full deats yet I receyue right nought I neuer was so much deceyued in any thynge I bought If euerie woman on her friend suche pitie vse to take Then shortly men wyll ron to loue as Beares vnto a stake But now let VENVS fire her forge let CVPIDS Shafte be sent They can no more encrease my woe for all my Loue is spent But here good Reader thou maist sée how Loue hath paide my hyre To leaue mée burnyng in the frame compeld to blow the fyre But if that thou good frende desire to lyue in happy state Then séeke in 〈◊〉 if thou mis 〈…〉 ap Repentance comes too late Frequent not Womens company but sée thou it from them swarue For thy Rewarde shall be but smal whateuer thou deserue Take héede for y u maist come in the all Before that thou beware And when thou art entangled once thou canst not fliethe snare Take thou not this to be a Iest but thinke it to be true Before thou prooue as I haue done least proofe do make thée rew Yet if thou chaunce to place thy loue take héede what than doest sate And sée thou place thy talke in Print or els beware a fraie And thus I ende not doubtyng but these wordes may well suffice To warne thy gredie bart of harme and ease thy rouing eyes ¶ Ease by Disease hath made me to halt Time hath so turned my Suger to Salt FINIS R. VVITC ¶ Imprinted at LONDON by RICHARD IOHNES

The Copy of a letter lately written in meeter by a yonge Gentilwoman to her vnconstant Louer With an Admonitiō to al yong Gentilwomen and to all other Mayds in general to beware of mennes flattery By If. VV. Newly ioyned to a Loueletter sent by a Bacheler a most faithfull Louer to an vnconstant and faithles Mayden Imprinted at London by Richarde Ihones dwelling in the vpper end of Fleetlane at the Signe of the spred Egle. ¶ THE PRINTER TO the Reader What lack you Maister mine some trifle that is trew Why then this same will serve your turne the which is also new ¶ Or yf you minde to reade some Fables that be fained Buy this same Booke and ye shall finde such in the same contained ¶ Perchaunce my wordes be thought vncredible to you Because I say this Treatise is both false and also true ¶ The matter of it selfe is true as many know And in the same some fained tales the Auctor doth bestow ¶ Therefore bye this same Booke of him that haere doth dwell And you I know wyll say you haue bestowed your mony well ¶ Farewell To her vnconstant Louer As close as you your wedig kept yet know the trueth I here Which you yer now might me have told what nede you nay to swere You know I alwayes wisht you wel so wyll I during lyfe But sith you shal a Husband be God send you a good wyfe And this where so you shal become full boldly may you boast That once you had as true a Loue as dwelt in any Coast. Whose constātnesse had neuer quaild if you had not begonne And yet it is not so far past but might agayne bewonne If you to would yea and not change so long as lyfe should last But yf that needes you marry must then farewell hope is past And if you cannot be content to lead a single lyfe Although the same right quiet be then take me to your wife So shall the promises he kept that you so firmly made Now chuse whether ye wyll be true or be of SINONS trade Whose trade if that you long shal vse it shal your kindred stayne Example take by many a one whose falshood now is playne As by ENEAS first of all who dyd poore DIDO leave Causing the Quene by his vntrueth with Sword her hart to cleaue Also I finde that THESEVS did his faithfull loue forsake Stealyng away witout the night before she dyd awake IASON that came of noble race two Ladies did begile I muse how he durst shew his face to them that knew his wile For when he by MEDEAS arte had got the Fleece of Gold And also had of her that time al kynd of things he wolde He toke his Ship and did away regarding not the vowes That he dyd make so faithfully vnto his louing Spowes How durst he trust the surging Seas knowing himselfe forsworne Why did he scape safe to the land before the ship was torne I think king Aeolus stayd the winds and Neptune rulde the Sea Then might he holdly passe y e waues no perils could him stea But if his faise hed had to them bin manifest befor They wold haue rent y e ship as soone as he had gon from shore Now may you heave how falseies is made manyfest in time Although they that cōmit the same think it a veniall crime For they for their vnfaithfulnes did get perpetuall Fame Fame wherfore dyd I terme it so I should haue cald it shame Let Theseus be let Iason passe let Paris also scape That brought destruction vnto Troy all through the Grecian Rape And vnto me a Troylus be if not you may compare With any of these parsons that aboue expressed are But if I can not please your minde for wants that rest in me Wed whom you list I am content your refuse for to be It shall suffice me simple soule of thee to be forsaken And it may chance although not yet you wish you had me taken But rather thē you shold haue caush to wish this through your wyfe I wysh to her ere your her haue no more but loste of lyfe For she that shal so happy be of thee to be elect I wish her vertues to be such she nede not be suspect I rather wish her HELENS face then one of HELENS trade With chastnes of PENELOPE the which did never fade A LVCRES for her constancy and Thisbie for her trueth If such thou have then PETO be not PARIS that were rueth Perchance ye will think this thing rare in on woman to fynd Saue Helens beauty al the rest rare the Gods haue me assignd These words I do not spek thinking from thy new Loue to turne thee Thou knowst by prof what I deserue I nede not to informe thee But let that passe would God I had Cassandraes gift me ient Then either thy yll chaunce or mine my foresight might preuent But all in dayne for this I seeke wishes may not attaine it Therfore may hay to me what shall and I cannot refraine it Wherfore I pray God be may guide and also thee defend NO worser then I wish my selfe vntill thy lyfe shal end Which life I pray God may agayne king Nestors lyfe renew And after that your soule may rest amongst the heauenly crew Therto I wish king Xerris wealth or els king Cressus Gould With as much rest and quietnesse as man may have on Mould And when you shall this letter haue let it be kept in store For she that sent y e same hath sworn as yet to send no more And now farewel for why at large my mind is here exprest The which you may perceiue if that you do peruse the rest ¶ FINIS Is. VV. The admonition by the Auctor to all yong Gentilwomen And to al other Maids being in Loue. YE Uirgins y t from Cupids tentes do beare away the so●yle Whose hartes as yet w t raginge-love most paynfully do boyle To you I speake for you be they that good adusee do lacke Oh if I could good counsell geue my tongue should not be slacke But such as I can geue I wyll here in few wordes expresse Which if you do obserue it will some of your care redresse Beware of fayre and painted talke beware of flattering tonges The Mermaides do pretend no good for all their pleasant Songs Some vse the teares of Crocodiles contrary to their hart And yf they cannot alwayes weepe they wet their Cheekes by Art Ouid within his Arte of loue doth teach them this same knacke To wet their hād touch their eies so oft as teares they lacke Why haue ye such deceit in store have you such crafty wile Lesse craft thē this god knows wold soone vs simple soules begile And wyll ye not leaue of but still delude vs in this wise Sith it is so we trust we shall take hede to fained lies Trust not a man at the fyrst sight but trye him well before I wish al Maids within their