Now Love and Fortune turne to me againe,
And now each one enforceth and assures
A hope, that was dismayed, dead, and vaine:
And from the harbour of mishaps assures
A hart that is consum’d in burning fire,
With unexpected gladnes, that adjures
My soule to lay a-side her mourning tire,
And sences to prepare a place for joy,
Care in oblivion endlesse shall expire.
For every greefe of that extreame annoy,
Which when my torment raign’d, my soule (alas)
Did feele, the which long absence did destory,
Fortune so well appayes, that never was
So great the torment of my passed ill:
As is the joy of this same good I passe.
Returne my hart, sursaulted with the fill
Of thousand great unrests, and thousand feares:
Enjoy thy good estate, if that thou will,
And wearied eyes, leave off your burning teares,
For soone you shall behold her with delight,
for whom my spoiles with glorie Cupid beares.
Sences which seeke my starre so cleare and bright,
By making heere and there your thoughts estray:
Tell me, what will you feele before her sight?
Hence solitarinesse, torments away,
Felt for her sake, and wearied members cast
Of all your paine, redeem’d this happie day.
O stay not time, but passe with speedie hast,
And Fortune hinder not her comming now,
O God, betides me yet this greefe at last?
Come my sweete Sheepheardesse, the life which thou
(Perhaps) didst thinke was ended long agoe,
At thy commaund is readie still to bow.
Comes not my Sheepheardesse desired so?
O God, what if she’s lost, or if she stray
Within this wood, where trees so thick doo grow?
Or if this Nimph that lately went away,
Perhaps forgot to goe and seeke her out:
No, no, in (her) oblivion never lay.
Thou onely art my Sheepheardesse, about
Whose thoughts my soule shall find her joy and rest:
Why comm’st not then to assure it from doubt?
O seest thou not the Sunne passe to the West?
And if it passe, and I behold thee not:
Then I my wonted torments will request
And thou shalt waile my hard and heavie lot.
(Bartholomew Young)
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