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Oh that some palsy or lame gout
Would cramp old Time's diseased foot!
Or that I might or mould or clip
His speedy wings, whilst on her lip
I quench ny thirsty appetite
With the life-honey dwells on it!

Then on his holy altar, I
Would sacrifice eternally,
Oífering one long-continued mine
Of golden pleasures to thy shrine.


(FROM BYRD'S ‘PSALMS, SONNETS, ETC. 1588.) 1 My mind to me a kingdom is,

Such perfect joy therein I find, That it excels all other bliss

That God or nature hath assigned: Though much I want that most would have,

Yet still my mind forbids to crave. 2 No princely port, nor wealthy store,

Nor force to win a victory; No wily wit to salve a sore,

No shape to win a loving eye; To none of these I yield as thrall,

Fur why, my mind despise them all. 3 I see that plenty surfeits oft,

And hasty climbers soonest fall;
I see that such as are aloft,
Mishap doth threaten most of all;

These get with toil, and keep with fear:

Such cares my mind can never bear. 4 I press to bear no haughty sway;

I wish no more than may suffice;
I do no more than well I may

Look what I want, my mind supplies;
Lo, thus I triumph like a king,

My mind's content with anything. 5. I laugh not at another's loss,

Nor grudge not at another's gain;
No worldly waves my mind can toss;

I brook that is another's bane;
I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend;

I loathe not life, nor dread mine end. 6 My wealth is health and perfect ease,

And conscience clear my chief defence;
I never seek by bribes to please,

Nor by desert to give offence;
Thus do I live, thus will I die;
Would all do so as well as I!

THE OLD AND YOUNG COURTIER. 1 An old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great

That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate,
And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate:

Like an old courtier of the queen's,
And the queen's old courtier.

2 With an old lady, whose anger one word assuages; They every quarter paid their old servants their wages, And never knew what belonged to coachmen, foot

men, nor pages, But kept twenty old fellows with blue coats and badges:

Like an old courtier, &c.

3 With an old study filled full of learned old books, With an old reverend chaplain, you might know him

by his looks, With an old buttery hatch worn quite off the hooks, And an old kitchen, that maintained half-a-dozen old


Like an old courtier, &c.

4 With an old hall, hung about with pikes, guns, and

bows, With old swords and bucklers, that had borne many

shrewd blows, And an old frieze coat, to cover his worship’s trunk

hose, And a cup of old sherry, to comfort his copper nose:

Like an old courtier, &c.

5 With a good old fashion, when Christmas was come, To call in all his old neighbours with bagpipe and

drum, With good cheer enough to furnish every old room, And old liquor able to make a cat speak, and man dumb:

Like an old courtier, &c. 6 With an old falconer, huntsmen, and a kennel of

hounds, That never hawked, nor hunted, but in his own grounds;

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Who, like a wise man, kept himself within his own

bounds, And when he died, gave every child a thousand good pounds:

Like an old courtier, &c.

7 But to his eldest son his house and lands he assigned, Charging him in his will to keep the old bountiful

mind, To be good to his old tenants, and to his neighbours

be kind: But in the ensuing ditty you shall hear how he was inclined:

Like a young courtier of the king's,
And the king's young courtier.

8 Like a flourishing young gallant, newly come to his

land, Who keeps a brace of painted madams at his com

mand, And takes up a thousand pounds upon his father's

land, And gets drunk in a tavern till he can neither go nor stand:

Like a young courtier, &c.

9 With a newfangled lady, that is dainty, nice, and spare, Who never knew what belonged to good housekeeping

or care, Who buys gaudy-coloured fans to play with wanton

air, And seven or eight different dressings of other women's hair:

Like a young courtier, &c.

10 With a new-fashioned hall, built where the old one

stood, Hung round with new pictures that do the poor no

good, With a fine marble chimney, wherein burns neither

coal nor wood, And a new smooth shovel-board, whereon no victuals

ne'er stood:

Like a young courtier, &c. 11 With a new study, stuffed full of pamphlets and plays,

And a new chaplain, that swears faster than he prays,
With a new buttery hatch, that opens once in four or

five days,
And a new French cook, to devise fine kickshaws and

Like a young courtier, &c. 12 With a new fashion, when Christmas is drawing on, On a new journey to London straight we all must be

gone, And leave none to keep house, but our new porter

John, Who relieves the poor with a thump on the back with - a stone:

Like a young courtier, &c. 13 With a new gentleman usher, whose carriage is com

plete, With a new coachman, footmen, and pages to carry

up the meat, With a waiting gentlewoman, whose dressing is very

neat, Who, when her lady has dined, lets the servants not cat: Like a young courtier, &c.

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