Brittons bovvre of delights Contayning many, most delectable and fine deuices, of rare epitaphes, pleasant poems, pastorals and sonets by N.B. Gent.

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Title: Brittons bovvre of delights Contayning many, most delectable and fine deuices, of rare epitaphes, pleasant poems, pastorals and sonets by N.B. Gent.
Author: Breton, Nicholas, 1545?-1626?
Publication: Imprinted at London :: By Richard Ihones, at the Rose and Crowne neere Holborne Bridge,; 1591.
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The complaint of a forsaken Louer.

LEt me go seeke some solitarie place,
In craggie rocks where cōfort is vnknowne:
Where I may sit and waile my heauy case,
And make the heauēs acquainted with my mo•…•…e.

Where onely Eccho with her hollow voice,
May sound the sorrow of my hidden sence:
And cruell chance the crosse of sweetest choise,
Doth breed the paine of this experience.

In mourning thoughts let me my mind attire,
And clad my care in weedes of deadly wo:
And make Disgrace the graue of my desire,
Which tooke his death wherby his life did grow.
And ere I die engraue vpon my •…•…ombe,
Take heed of Loue, for this is louers doome.