Me thinks thou tak’st the worser way,
(Enamoured Sheepheard) and in vaine
That thou wilt seeke thine own decay,
To love her, that dooth thee disdaine.
For thine owne selfe, thy wofull hart
Keepe still, else art thou much to blame:
For she to whom thou gav’st each part
Of it, disdaines to take the same.
Follow not her that makes a play,
And jest of all thy greefe and paines:
And seeke not (Sheepheard) thy decay.
To love her that thy love disdaines.
(Bartholomew Young)
More Poetry from Bartholomew Young:
- The Sheepheard Arsileus Replie to Syrenus Song (Bartholomew Young Poems)
- Syernus Song to Eugerius (Bartholomew Young Poems)
- The Sheepheard Firmius His Song (Bartholomew Young Poems)
- The Sheepheard Carillo His Song (Bartholomew Young Poems)
- Cinthia the Nimph, Her Song To Faire Polydora (Bartholomew Young Poems)
- Arsileus His Caroll, For Joy of the New Mariage, Betweene Syrenus and Diana (Bartholomew Young Poems)