a defence of poesie and poems-第15部分

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Thus　do　I　fall　to　rise　thus；　Thus　do　I　die　to　live　thus；　Changed　to　a　change；　I　change　not。

Thus　may　I　not　be　from　you；　Thus　be　my　senses　on　you；　Thus　what　I　think　is　of　you；　Thus　what　I　seek　is　in　you；　All　what　I　am；　it　is　you。



POEM：　　VERSES



To　the　tune　of　a　Neapolitan　song；　which　beginneth；　〃No；　no；　no；　no。〃

No；　no；　no；　no；　I　cannot　hate　my　foe；　Although　with　cruel　fire；　First　thrown　on　my　desire；　She　sacks　my　rendered　sprite；　For　so　fair　a　flame　embraces　All　the　places；　Where　that　heat　of　all　heats　springeth；　That　it　bringeth　To　my　dying　heart　some　pleasure；　Since　his　treasure　Burneth　bright　in　fairest　light。　　No；　no；　no；　no。

No；　no；　no；　no；　I　cannot　hate　my　foe；　Although　with　cruel　fire；　First　thrown　on　my　desire；　She　sacks　my　rendered　sprite；　Since　our　lives　be　not　immortal；　But　to　mortal　Fetters　tied；　do　wait　the　hour　Of　death's　power；　They　have　no　cause　to　be　sorry　Who　with　glory　End　the　way；　where　all　men　stay。　　No；　no；　no；　no。

No；　no；　no；　no；　I　cannot　hate　my　foe；　Although　with　cruel　fire；　First　thrown　on　my　desire；　She　sacks　my　rendered　sprite；　No　man　doubts；　whom　beauty　killeth；　Fair　death　feeleth；　And　in　whom　fair　death　proceedeth；　Glory　breedeth：　So　that　I；　in　her　beams　dying；　Glory　trying；　Though　in　pain；　cannot　complain。　　No；　no；　no；　no。



POEM：　　SONG



To　the　tune　of　a　Neapolitan　Villanel。

All　my　sense　thy　sweetness　gained；　Thy　fair　hair　my　heart　enchained；　My　poor　reason　thy　words　moved；　So　that　thee；　like　heaven；　I　loved。

Fa；　la；　la；　leridan；　dan；　dan；　dan；　deridan：　Dan；　dan；　dan；　deridan；　deridan；　dei：　While　to　my　mind　the　outside　stood；　For　messenger　of　inward　good。

Nor　thy　sweetness　sour　is　deemed；　Thy　hair　not　worth　a　hair　esteemed；　Reason　hath　thy　words　removed；　Finding　that　but　words　they　proved。

Fa；　la；　la；　leridan；　dan；　dan；　dan；　deridan；　Dan；　dan；　dan；　deridan；　deridan；　dei：　For　no　fair　sign　can　credit　win；　If　that　the　substance　fail　within。

No　more　in　thy　sweetness　glory；　For　thy　knitting　hair　be　sorry；　Use　thy　words　but　to　bewail　thee　That　no　more　thy　beams　avail　thee；　Dan；　dan；　Dan；　dan；　Lay　not　thy　colours　more　to　view；　Without　the　picture　be　found　true。

Woe　to　me；　alas；　she　weepeth！　Fool！　in　me　what　folly　creepeth？　Was　I　to　blaspheme　enraged；　Where　my　soul　I　have　engaged？　Dan；　dan；　Dan；　dan；　And　wretched　I　must　yield　to　this；　The　fault　I　blame　her　chasteness　is。

Sweetness！　sweetly　pardon　folly；　Tie　me；　hair；　your　captive　wholly：　Words！　　O　words　of　heavenly　knowledge！　Know；　my　words　their　faults　acknowledge；　Dan；　dan；　Dan；　dan；　And　all　my　life　I　will　confess；　The　less　I　love；　I　live　the　less。



POEM：　　TRANSLATION



From　〃La　Diana　de　Monte…Mayor；〃　in　Spanish：　　where　Sireno；　a　shepherd；　whose　mistress　Diana　had　utterly　forsaken　him；　pulling　out　a　little　of　her　hair；　wrapped　about　with　green　silk；　to　the　hair　he　thus　bewailed　himself。

What　changes　here；　O　hair；　I　see；　since　I　saw　you！　How　ill　fits　you　this　green　to　wear；　For　hope；　the　colour　due！　Indeed；　I　well　did　hope；　Though　hope　were　mixed　with　fear；　No　other　shepherd　should　have　scope　Once　to　approach　this　hair。

Ah　hair！　how　many　days　My　Dian　made　me　show；　With　thousand　pretty　childish　plays；　If　I　ware　you　or　no：　Alas；　how　oft　with　tears；　…　O　tears　of　guileful　breast！　…　She　seemed　full　of　jealous　fears；　Whereat　I　did　but　jest。

Tell　me；　O　hair　of　gold；　If　I　then　faulty　be；　That　trust　those　killing　eyes　I　would；　Since　they　did　warrant　me？　Have　you　not　seen　her　mood；　What　streams　of　tears　she　spent；　'Till　that　I　sware　my　faith　so　stood；　As　her　words　had　it　bent？

Who　hath　such　beauty　seen　In　one　that　changeth　so？　Or　where　one's　love　so　constant　been；　Who　ever　saw　such　woe？　Ah；　hair！　are　you　not　grieved　To　come　from　whence　you　be；　Seeing　how　once　you　saw　I　lived；　To　see　me　as　you　see？

On　sandy　bank　of　late；　I　saw　this　woman　sit；　Where；　〃Sooner　die　than　change　my　state；〃　She　with　her　finger　writ：　Thus　my　belief　was　staid；　Behold　Love's　mighty　hand　On　things　were　by　a　woman　said；　And　written　in　the　sand。


The　same　Sireno　in　〃Monte…Mayor；〃　holding　his　mistress's　glass　before　her；　and　looking　upon　her　while　she　viewed　herself；　thus　sang：…


Of　this　high　grace；　with　bliss　conjoined；　No　farther　debt　on　me　is　laid；　Since　that　in　self…same　metal　coined；　Sweet　lady；　you　remain　well　paid；

For　if　my　place　give　me　great　pleasure；　Having　before　my　nature's　treasure；　In　face　and　eyes　unmatched　being；　You　have　the　same　in　my　hands；　seeing　What　in　your　face　mine　eyes　do　measure。

Nor　think　the　match　unevenly　made；　That　of　those　beams　in　you　do　tarry；　The　glass　to　you　but　gives　a　shade；　To　me　mine　eyes　the　true　shape　carry；　For　such　a　thought　most　highly　prized；　Which　ever　hath　Love's　yoke　despised；　Better　than　one　captived　perceiveth；　Though　he　the　lively　form　receiveth；　The　other　sees　it　but　disguised。



POEM：　　SONNETS



The　dart；　the　beams；　the　sting；　so　strong　I　prove；　Which　my　chief　part　doth　pass　through；　parch；　and　tie；　That　of　the　stroke；　the　heat；　and　knot　of　love；　Wounded；　inflamed；　knit　to　the　death；　I　die。

Hardened　and　cold；　far　from　affection's　snare　Was　once　my　mind；　my　temper；　and　my　life；　While　I　that　sight；　desire；　and　vow　forbare；　Which　to　avoid；　quench；　lose；　nought　boasted　strife。

Yet　will　not　I　grief；　ashes；　thraldom　change　For　others'　ease；　their　fruit；　or　free　estate；　So　brave　a　shot；　dear　fire；　and　beauty　strange；　Bid　me　pierce；　burn；　and　bind；　long　time　and　late；　And　in　my　wounds；　my　flames；　and　bonds；　I　find　A　salve；　fresh　air；　and　bright　contented　mind。

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Virtue；　beauty；　and　speech；　did　strike；　wound；　charm；　My　heart；　eyes；　ears；　with　wonder；　love；　delight；　First；　second；　last；　did　bind；　enforce；　and　arm；　His　works；　shows；　suits；　with　wit；　grace；　and　vows'　might；

Thus　honour；　liking；　trust；　much；　far；　and　deep；　Held；　pierced；　possessed；　my　judgment；　sense；　and　will；　Till　wrongs；　contempt；　deceit；　did　grow；　steal；　creep；　Bands；　favour；　faith；　to　break；　defile；　and　kill；

Then　grief；　unkindness；　proof；　took；　kindled；　taught；　Well…grounded；　noble；　due；　spite；　rage；　disdain：　But　ah；　alas！　in　vain　my　mind；　sight；　thought；　Doth　him；　his　face；　his　words；　leave；　shun；　refrain。　For　nothing；　time；　nor　place；　can　loose；　quench；　ease　Mine　own　embraced；　sought；　knot；　fire；　disease。



POEM：　　WOOING…STUFF



Faint　amorist；　what；　dost　thou　think　To　taste　Love's　honey；　and　not　drink　One　dram　of　gall？　or　to　devour　A　world　of　sweet；　and　taste　no　sour？　Dost　thou　ever　think　to　enter　Th'　Elysian　fields；　that　dar'st　not　venture　In　Charon's　barge？　a　lover's　mind　Must　use　to　sail　with　every　wind。　He　that　loves　and　fears　to　try；　Learns　his　mistress　to　deny。　Doth　she　chide　thee？　'tis　to　show　it；　That　thy　coldness　makes　her　do　it：　Is　she　silent？　is　she　mute？　Silence　fully　grants　thy　suit：　Doth　she　pout；　and　leave　the　room？　Then　she　goes　to　bid　thee　come：　Is　she　sick？　why　then　be　sure；　She　invites　thee　to　the　cure：　Doth　she　cross　thy　suit　with　〃No？〃　Tush；　she　loves　to　hear　thee　woo：　Doth　she　call　the　faith　of　man　In　question？　　Nay；　she　loves　thee　than；　And　if　e'er　she　makes　a　blot；　She's　lost　if　that　thou　hit'st　her　not。　He　that　after　ten　denials；　Dares　attempt　no　farther　trials；　Hath　no　warrant　to　acquire　The　dainties　of　his　chaste　desire。



POEM：　　SONNETS



Since　shunning　pain；　I　ease　can　never　find；　Since　bashful　dread　seeks　where　he　knows　me　harmed；　Since　will　is　won；　and　stopped　ears　are　charmed；　Since　force　doth　faint；　and　sight　doth　make　me　blind；　Since　loosing　long；　the　faster　still　I　bind；　Since　naked　sense　can　conquer　reason　armed；　Since　heart；　in　chilling　fear；　with　ice　is　warmed；　In　fine；　since　strife　of　thought　but　mars　the　mind；　I　yield；　O　Love；　unto　thy　loathed　yoke；　Yet　craving　law　of　arms；　whose　rule　doth　teach；　That；　hardly　used；　who　ever　prison　broke；　In　justice　quit；　of　honour　made　no　breach：　Whereas；　if　I　a　grateful　guardian　have；　Thou　art　my　lord；　and　I　thy　vowed　slave。

When　Love　puffed　up　with　rage　of　high　disdain；　Resolved　to　make　me　pattern　of　his　might；　Like　foe；　whose　wits　inclined　to　deadly　spite；　Would　often　kill；　to　breed　more　feeling　pain；　He　would　not；　armed　with　beauty；　only　reign　On　those　affects　which　easily　yield　to　sight；　But　virtue　sets　so　high；　that　reason's　light；　For　all　his　strife　can　only　bondage　gain：　So　that　I　live　to　pay　a　mortal　fee；　Dead　palsy…sick　of　all　my　chiefest　parts；　Like　those　whom　dreams　make　ugly　monsters　see；　And　can　cry　help　with　naught　but　groans　and　starts：　Longing　to　have；　having　no　wit　to　wish；　To　starving　minds　such　is　god　Cupid's　dish。



POEM：　　SONG



To　the　tune　of　〃Non　credo　gia　che　piu　infelice　amante。〃

The　nightingale；　as　soon　as　April　bringeth　Unto　her　rested　sense　a　perfect　waking；　While　late　bare　earth；　proud　of　new　clothing；　springeth；　Sings　out　her　woes；　a　thorn　her　song…book　making；　And　mournfully　bewailing；　Her　throat　in　tunes　expresseth　What　grief　her　breast　oppresseth；　For　Tereus'　force　on　her　chaste　will　prevailing。　O　Philomela　fair！　　O　take　some　gladness；　That　here　is　juster　cause　of　plaintful　sadness：　Thine　earth　now　springs；　mine　fadeth；　Thy　thorn　without；　my　thorn　my　heart　invadeth。

II。

Alas！　she　hath　no　other　cause　of　anguish；　But　Tereus'　love；　on　her　by　strong　hand　wroken；　Wherein　she　suffering；　all　her　spirits　languish；　Full　womanlike；　complains　her　will　was　broken；　But　I；　who　daily　craving；　Cannot　have　to　content　me；　Have　more　cause　to　lament　me；　Since　wanting　is　more　woe　than　too　much　having。　O　Philomela　fair！　　O　take　some　gladness；　That　here　is　juster　cause　of　plaintful　sadness：　Thine　earth　now　springs；　mine　fadeth；　Thy　thorn　without；　my　thorn　my　heart　invadeth。



POEM：　　SONG



To　the　tune　of　〃Basciami　vita　mia。〃

Sleep；　baby　mine；　Desire's　nurse；　Beauty；　singeth；　Thy　cries；　O　baby；　set　mine　head　on　aching：　The　babe　cries；　〃'Way；　thy　love　doth　keep　me　waking。〃

Lully；　lully；　my　babe；　Hope　cradle　bringeth　Unto　my　children　alway　good　rest　taking：　The　babe　cries；　〃Way；　thy　love　doth　keep　me　waking。〃

Since；　baby　mine；　from　me　thy　watching　springeth；　Sleep　then　a　little；　pap　Content　is　making；　The　babe　cries；　〃Nay；　for　that　abide　I　waking。〃

I。

The　scourge　of　life；　and　death's　extreme　disgrace；　The　smoke　of　hell；　the　monster　called　Pain：　Long　shamed　to　be　accursed　in　every　place；　By　them　who　of　his　rude　resort　com