Pans pipe three pastorall eglogues, in English hexameter. With other poetical verses delightfull. For the further delight of the reader, the printer hath annexed hereunto the delectable poeme of the Fisher-mans tale.

Eglogue second. (Book 2)

Damon. Melibeus.

GOodmorrow Damon.

••Da.

Goodmorrow good Melibeus. What? your comely daughter, whose loue so many desired Is now wedded I heare to a Citizen, is she so dainty, That none but Citizens will please her? or are ye so wealthie, That you scorne vs Heards, your mates and fellowes? I ••ear me, Once before she die, sheell wish she had wedded an heardsman.

Mel.

Peace Damon, content your self, first heare the desendant, Ere you giue iudgement, lets sit down friendly together On this su••ny bank, whilst Tytans fiery glances Warm our limbs, and melt hory snowes, Ile tel the beginning And end of their loue, end, midst, and originall of it. When my girle was young, to Cupids fiery weapons And not yet subiect, then had my neighbour Alexi••, A little sonne, both borne in a day, th'one loued ech other: As brother and sister, as twaine of one issue begotten: And as children vse, they two would dallie together, Sport & play, both went to the school, as yeares came vpon thē: So their loue encreast, yeares made this amitie greater: Age made loue in••rease, and stil my neighbour Alexis (As most men are woont) esteeming worst of his owne arte, Set his sonne to the schoole, to scooles of Apollo: Wholly in ••oy he liu'd, what sportes, the cuntrey did affoord, What playes, what pastimes, those he vsde, al labor abhorring, Time brought choise of sports, each quarter sundry pleasures: In spring time when fields are greene, when euery bramble Looketh fresh, when euery bush with melodie soundeth, Of little birds rising, before bright Tytan appeared, Into the fieldes did he goe, which then faire Flora bedecked, With redolent blossoms, O how grateful to the sences Were th' odorifferous smels which when Aurora to Ph••bus

Gan to set ope her gates, the fragrant flowers affoorded, O how to heare did he ioy the musicall harmony, which then Each little bird did make. He would go then with a spud staffe Vnto the leauie vvoods; the dens where Connies had hidden Their yong ones to seeke, to find ••ong birds he delighted: Greatly now did he ioy, the lightfooted hare to run after: With may yelping hounds, the swift-foot 〈◊〉〈◊〉 by the forrest, To pursue with dogs, with an hauke to encounter a partridg•• At this time the top, the tennis ball was a pastine: At this time no smal delight he toke in a foteball: When Lodi•• Ver had run her race, and Phebus ascending Vnto the highest, began to scortch vvith ••iery glances Flor••s fruites, and Vers gay giftes, when Rie with a sickle Down to be cut began, and emptie barnes to be filled. Then to the Chrystall lake and siluer riuer of Alphus Vsde he to goe(Good Lord) how greatly to bath him he ioyed In his running stream, what pleasure companie meeting, Took he to sport on's reedy banks: somtimes with an angle, And false shew of a bait glittering fish craftilie taken: (them•• Wold he twitch frō his waues, with nets oft times he deceu'd Now by the mountaines high, and forrests leauy to gather Stawberies and Damasens no smal delight did he count it. But vvhy recite I to thee these sports, thou these mery pastimes Knowst w••l ynough, thou knowst what ioies the cuntery yieldeth. W••nter & autum brought not a few ripe apples in autum Peares and nuts to gather he vsde, all which he reserued, Winters want to releeue. When gloomie Winter appeared, When hoarie frosts did each thing nip, vvhen Isacles hanged on ech house, with milk-white snows whē th'earth was al hiddē Forth vvith a fouler he vvas to the vvelsprings & to the foun∣tains & to the running lakes, vvhose euer mooueable vvaters Frost neuer alter could, therefor the long-billed hernshue, And little Snype did he set snares, vvith tvvigs craftily limed▪ Pitfals novv for birds did he make, the musicall Ovvs••e,

The little Robbin and the Thrush now greatlie bewayling, winters want with doleful tunes did he strike with a stone-bow. Cardes and dice brought now great sport, sitting by the fire, Bowles ful of ale to quaffe off, ripe peares and mellowed apples To deuour, to cracke small nuts, now he counted a pleasure. But what need many words, least ouer tedious I should Vnto thee bee, many playes, and pastimes here I will omit: I will omit his gun, I will not speak of his hand-bow: Which with a twanging string, he so many times hath bended But to be briefe, his life, his greatest toyle was a pleasure. And might I speake as I thinke, I would say boldly that he liu'd More in ioy than Gods, sprong of celestiall issue. But Fate is peruerse, Fortune a friend to none alwaies: This merie life the gods, the country gods which inhabit Earthly seats did note,(for to them Ioue in Olympus, Yet vouchsafes not a place) they saw't and murmured at it, Each one did complaine that he so merilie liued▪ Each one did complaine that he them neuer adored. Not far from thence in a wood, in a vast and briery forrest, There is a famous groue, with Oaks and pine trees abounding which neue•• axe hath tucht, whose tops the clouds cut asunder These no star could pearce, no sun-beam could euer enter: Heere nere came Borea••, heere nere came fiery Tytan. Temperature here alwayes abides, the temperate aire Causeth a dayly spring, here blossoms dayly do flourish: Hearbs are green, which a lake, & chrystal stream by the forrest: With myld-sliding waues doth nourish with liquid humor, In midst of this groue the mild Creatresse of all things; Hath by woondrous arte a stately pallace erected: And from craggie rockes, great seats hath wisely created: God Sylnanus his haule, it need no carued vpholders, Nor stately pillers to vnderprop, his gorgious hanging Nought but heauen ouerhangs, Atlas himselfe doth vphold it. Hither al the Gods, hither al the progeny rurall

In came, each tooke a seat, each ••ate by Syluan in order, At the higher end of the haule in a chair with gems very costly With leauy wreaths on his head sat great Syluanus adorned. Next ••ate rustick•• Pan, next him sate beautiful Alphus. Alphus a riuer god, next him God Baccbus, all hanged with red-streamed grapes, next him Lady Ceres arrayed With ••ary wreaths of wheat: next her dame Flora b••decked With sweet-smelling hearbes: then sat nymphs, Fayries & half∣gods Syluans, Satyrs, Fauns, with al the rustical o••spring, Now giuing statutes, now rebels sharply reforming: And checking sinners, at length they found them agreeued With sweet Alexis son, that he them neuer ador••d, Despisde their D••ities, their gifts that he dayly abused: Foorthwith each god agreed to banish him from his empire, And kingdome for a time. Saith great Syluanus, he neuer Til seuen yeares be past, my fragrant empire hereafter, Shall by my leaue sport in, thus am I fully resolued Neither saith God Pan, my realmes and flourishing empire Where many flocks do feed, til seuen yeares fully be passed: Shal he come in by my leaue, thus am I fully resolued. I banish him also fro my banks so redy, saith Alphus, And I (saith Bacchus) f••o my faire and beautiful Orchards▪ And I (saith Ceres) fro my fields and corn-bearing empire▪ And sul this seuen yeare shall he be (saith Flora) depriued Of freedome, and shal beare the seruile yoke of a maister, And dearly shall he smart for these his wanton abuses▪ This the gods decreed, thus firmely was it enacted: And a day was set. They now inspired Alexis, And mooued him to send his son, his sonne little Faus••us, Vnto the ci••tie to learne a trade, this he fully beleeued, Was done for his good. Th'appointed time now approched, Now the day was at hand, good Lord what pittifull howling, Made that house, when he did depart, his father Alexis, Now gan sad looke, and at this his heauy departure,

These most woful words with an hart most sorowful vttered.

THy dayes greene blossoms, thy yeeres yong plants doe re∣semble, but my time imitates Swa••s white and hoary feathers, To labor and take pains, thy years do wil thee, my white haires forewarne that death is readie to strike daylie: Now therfore, O my son, these words I charge thee remember, Which to thee thy father, so duty binds me speaketh, Like litle Bees fro their hiues nowe must thou bee banished of Bees and ants learn, they wil teach thee, my son, to labour: They will teach thee to worke, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 the Bee, she gathereth hony, and th'Ant corne▪ winters pennur••e wisely fearing. So must thou take paines, whilst time willet thee, for old age thy body, though now strong, wil very quickly weaken, A raynie day wil come, crookedage wil (I say) creep vpon thee▪ ••nemies vnto worke, enemies vnto profit. A trade thou must learne, now must thou dwell in a cittie, which hath both vertues, and manie vices in it: These thou must ••schew, these must thou g••eedilie follow, these bring perdition, those ••redit and great honour: Bu•• first thy maker see that thou serue aboue all things, serue him, he made thee, loue him, he will thee gouerne: Be loy all and gentle, to thy maister trustie, thy dutie so requires, be to al a••••able, lowly, louing: And marke this one thing, detest euil companie chieflie: for it wil doubtlesse lead thee to follie: shun i••. Shun womens faire lookes, Venus is faire but to be shunned: Shees hurtfull, of her slatery see thou take heed: As to the net with a call smal birds are craftily allured, with false shew of a baite, as little fish be taken: Euen so womens looks entrap young nouices oft times, see thou beware they be naught, she thē I warn thee, fly them To know mens desire medle not, but speak wel of each one, so shalt thou get same, and loue of all thy neighbours:

Shun playes and theaters, go to sermons, here many vices: there thou shalt learne to magnifie God thy maker. Both mony and counsell I thee giue, set more by my counsel, Than mony, thou shalt be rich ynough if thou do thus: More precious it is then gems which Tagus affoordeth, then golden fleeces which Phasis Ile hap 〈◊〉〈◊〉 it. So fare well my sonne, God blesse and keep thee, remember these things, and God wil surely preserue thee▪ Farewell.

THis once said, he shed many teares▪ his mother as heauy, Skreeking out, did bid him adue, my daughter Alind•• Seemed half mad with grief, she skies with do••lorous ecchoes Made to resound, amōg many words, these sadly pronouncing I will with thee goe, I wil be banished also, Ile take also part of thine hard destiny, Faustus, But now must he depart, time vrg'd his heavy departur••: Now needs must he go hence, farewel to the watery riuers, Farwel he said to the fields, to the woods, & greenleaued forrest And to the town whō he thought surely he shuld neueragain see Now was he gone quite away, and at length came to the cittie, Where great god Thamasis, with an huge & horrible murmur Guideth his vncoth waues, here was the place where he rested, Here was he forste to abide the seruile yoke of a master, Here what euils he abode, what miserie sufferd, I need not Tel thee: needlesse twas to tel thee'•• Damon, imagine That many gri••fes he abode, much toyle and slauery suffred, Many reproches he bore, oft times my daughter Alinda Se••t priu••e gifts vnto him, he greeted her oft with a token, & which was most rare, their loue which whē they wer infants First began, neither ire of Gods, time an eater of all things, Nor proud wa••pi••h Fate, able was any whit to diminish, But the more fate, fretting time, and gods cruel anger Sought by threatning force, the same to cancell or alter, More greater it did waxe, she sent, I remember a napkin

With needle wrought vnto him, wherin this posie she ••eined, Though time fret, gods chafe, and peruerse destinie thunder, her mind yet neuer shall thi••e Alinda varie. This gift he rec••iu'd, and opportunity chauncing a thing to him rate, this wofull letter he framed.

Faustus to his loyall Alinda.

FAustus, infaustus, forsaken, banished, exilde, in these sad writings, sendeth Al••nda greeting. Soone•• my dear-loue each star••e which shines in Olympus, each litle sand maist thou count by the watery sea-shore: Each bird which flyeth, each leafe in woods shady growing, each sealed fish which swims in a frothy riuer, Then halfe the miseries which thy poore Faustus abideth: Ah, but I feare too much, least thou be grie••ed at it. What ioy? what comfort haue I wretch▪ tis all in Alinda: Oh but that name oft much dolour also causeth: No sooner its named, but ioy of sence me depriueth, no sooner its named, but teares fro mine eies doe trickle. Ioy in that thou standst in such aduersitie stedfast, teares in that from thee, dest••nic me so withholds, But yet though fate frown, though gods pursue me with anger though Fortune plague m••, penuri•• pinch me dayly: Greeue not Alinda for it, when I was exiled, imagine then that I died, I say, greeue not Alinda for it: And if in hope thou lin'st, say dearth sh••l neuer her••after take fro me a second loue, still will I liue a widow, And it may fall out, gods taking pittie, that once I shal to both our contents vnto the•• safclie returne: Then what thing mortall, what thing celestiall each where, shal ioyful Faust••s from his Alinda detaine it: Not golden apples, which rich Hisperia Yeeldeth, not little gems where with Tagus in I••d•• floweth,

How many mo miseries, poore wretch, how many Caribdis, hoping to inioy thee, would I not easily go through. Be stable and constant, whatsoeuer destinies happen, thy Faustus wil stand, be stil Alinda stable: No gem I send thee, yet a costlie iewell I send thee, that which I want my selfe, farewel I send thee my Loue,

THis to my daughter he sent, and opportunitie fitting, She this epistle framed, and to him priuilie sent it.

KNow'st thou my Fastus, by the superscription, or seale who to thee this dolefull and heauy dittie frameth: Tis thine Alinda my loue, which in this dittie saluteth▪ her Faustus, whose griefes are to thy sorrowes equal. But feare not Faustus, liue in hope, Ioue doth not all times▪ thunder, delay wil gods cruel anger abate: In time the Lyon his fierce seuerity leaueth, soft drops of water mollifie craggie pibbles: In time the heifer to the yoke is easly reduced: the stiffe-neck'd colt doth yeeld to the rusty bridle: Then feare not Faustus, liue in hope, frost doth not at al times each thing nip, time wil gods cruel anger asswage. The troian Captain, Venus ofspring, faithles Eneas, in time out wore th'ire of great and angry Iuno. Ile be Penelope, be thou my loyal Vlysses, Ile be Perilla, be thou my trustie Naso. And be most certaine, my mind I wil neuer alter my fate whos••euer, Destinie please to varie But fire and water, cold, heat, loue and enuie, desire and hate shall first and sooner agree together. Stream-hounting fishes forsake their waterie channels, and in greene pastures, and shadie medowes abide Earth shal bea••e starres, heauen shal be cleft with a coulter, then any but Faustus shal his Alinda cour••▪

Faustus adue, to the gods, thy trustie and faithfull Alinda, for thy safe returne prayes dailie. Faustus adue. This he receiu'd, and now the griefes and sorrowes he suffred▪ though greater and manie mo, yet now far lesser he deemed.

TIme now past on apace, hope was their an••hor & hauen, And though great distance of space detaind them asunder: Oft times in letters yet they twaine pr••uil••e talked: And last month his time was spent: to his father Alexis And to his frinnds he returnde, oh how my daughter Alinda Ioy'd at this, amongst friends, as his heauie departure, Each thing seem'd to lament, so each thing ioy'd his arriual. Now pr••y thee tel me Damon, who now so sharply reprouedst Should I remooue her loue, who was more trustie to Faustus, Then was Penelope the loyal wife of Vlysses.

Da.

O rare ••idelitie, O faith immooueable, worthy, Worthy to be rehearst to all posterities after: Shouldst thou remooue their loue, I t••l the friend Melibeus, If thou shouldst, thou hadst deseru'd with Tantalus endlesse Paines to receiue. But loe, the withered grasse is all hidden With hoarie ••nowes, our sheep want meat. Mel. Let's hastilie therfore Go f••tch them fodder, which bleat so gr••d••lie for it.

VVInter now wore away cold with his hoary frosts, And now sharp Bor••as was made a prisoner: Now brought in Ladi•• Ver smels odoristerous, And with blasts verie calme Zephirus entred, Each bird sent merrily musicall harmonie: The Cuckow flew abroad with an ode vniforme, This time euerte thing merily welcomed, Swains with their silly truls sat by their heards feeding, One while telling of ancient histories, Now playing on a pipe rusticall harmony, And the ruddie Goddesse, her manie colloured Gates had scarce on a time to Titan opened, When three Swaines Coridon, Thest••lis, and Damon, Hauing new sro the fieldes▪ their greedy flockes let out, Met by chance on a time vnder a shady tree, And who neere to the tree stood with his heard alone, Faustus an aged man, master of harmony, These three mates when he saw speedilie came to them. Vp then rose Coridon, Thestilis and Damon, And prayd this aged heard to sit vpon a turse. He sate, they sate againe, Thestilis and Damon, And clownish Coridon, each held a pipe in hand, Th'old man left at home his musical instrument And he much reuerenc'd for his age of the rest, First of all merily spake to the companie.