Concludes with Cupid's curse: They that do change old love for new, Pray gods they change for worse! Ambo Simul. They that do change old love Enone. for new, Pray gods they change for worse! My Love can pipe, my love can sing, My love can many a pretty thing, And of his lovely praises ring My merry, merry roundelays Amen to Cupid's curse: They that do change old love for new, Pray gods they change for worse! Ambo Simul. They that do change old love for new, Pray gods they change for worse! A Farewell to Arms (TO QUEEN ELIZABETH) His golden locks time hath to silver turned; O time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing! His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing: Beauty, strength, youth are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love are roots, and ever green. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees; And, lovers' sonnets turned to holy psalms, A man-at-arms must now serve on his knees, And feed on prayers, which are age his alms: But though from court to cottage he depart, His saint is sure of his unspotted heart. And when he saddest sits in homely cell, He'll teach his swains this carol for a song: "Blest be the hearts that wish my sovereign well, Curst be the souls that think her any wrong". Goddess, allow this aged man his right, To be your beadsman now that was your knight. Chidiock Tichborne Verses Written in the Tower the Night before he was Beheaded My prime of youth is but a frost of cares; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain; My crop of corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain; The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done! The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung; The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green; My youth is gone, and yet I am but young; I saw the world, and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live, and now my life is done! (B 325) 209 P |