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SHAKESPEARE'S LIBRARY.PART J. VOL. II.

AS YOU LIKE IT.TROILUS AND CRESSIDA.MACBETH. CYMBELINE.

HAMLET PRINCE OF DENMARK.OTHELLO. KING LEAR.

VOL. II.


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TRWTED BY BALLANTYNE AND COMPANYEDINBURGH AND LONDON


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COLLECTION OF THEPLAYS ROMANCES NOVELS POEMS

AND HISTORIESEMPLOYED BYSHAKESPEARE

IN THE COMPOSITION OF HIS WORKSanti

SECOND EDITION // *vCAREFULLY REVISED AND GREATLY ENLARGEDCfje 2Tcit noiu JFttst formeti

from a 0ei (Spoliation of tfje Original Copies

VOLUME THE SECOND

LONDONIEEVES AND TURNER 100 CHANCERY LANE W.C.1875


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AS YOU LIKE IT.

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MR COLLIER'S INTRODUCTION.

STEEVENS, speaking of the obligations of Shakespeareto the novel we have here reprinted, says that ourgreat dramatist followed it " more exactly than is hisgeneral custom, when he is indebted to such worthless originals." Let it be remembered, that thisopinion as to the value of Lodge's " Rosalynd " wasgiven by the commentator who asserted that theforce of an Act of Parliament would not be sufficientto compel people to read Shakespeare's Sonnets, andwho pronounced Watson a more elegant writer thanShakespeare in that department of poetry.

Comparing" Rosalynd " with " As you like it,"

the former may indeed be termed " worthless/' inasmuch as Shakespeare's play is so immeasurablysuperior to it ; but Steevens spoke in the abstract ofworks of the kind of which Shakespeare had availedhimself; and placing Lodge's novel by the side ofother productions of the same class, we cannot hesitate to declare it a very amusing and varied composition, full of agreeable and graceful invention (forwe are aware of no foreign authority for any of theincidents), and with much natural force and simplicityin the style of the narrative. That it is here andthere disfigured by the faults of the time, by forcedconceits, by lowness of allusion and expression, andsometimes by inconsistency and want of decorum in


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4 INTROD UCTION.the characters, cannot be denied. These are errorswhich the judgment and genius of Shakespeare taughthim to avoid ; but the admitted extent and nature ofhis general obligations to Lodge afford a high tributeto the excellence of that " original/' which Steevenspronounced " worthless." It may almost be doubtedwhether he had even taken the trouble to read carefully that performance upon which he delivered sodogmatical and definitive a condemnation. 1As in the case of Greene's " Dorastus and Fawnia,"so in that of Lodge's " Rosalynd," the means of exactcomparison between it and the play being now affordedto the modern reader, it would only be a waste of timeand space for us to enter into any details on the point.The resemblance throughout will be found rathergeneral than particular ; and the characters of Jaques,Touchstone, and Audrey are entirely new in Shakespeare. The names of the other personages engagedin the drama have also been changed, with the exception of those of the heroine, Phoebe, Adam, andCharles the Wrestler.The edition we have followed is that of 1592, in4, B. L. ; and we have carefully collated it withthe impression of 1598. " Rosalynd " originally cameout in 1590; but Ritson was unacquainted with itsexistence, and as no perfect copy of the first editionis known, we have necessarily adopted the text of thesecond. It was reprinted at least ten times between1590 and 1642 a sufficient evidence of the popularity of the story.On the title-page Lodge tells us that it was " fetched

{' Lodge's 'Rosalynd' is reprinted in Shakespeare's Libraryby Mr Collier, who is very angry at Steevens for having termed. worthless : ' but if Steevens somewhat undervalued it, MrCollier greatly overrates it." Dyce. It appears to me that MrCollier states the matter fairly enough.]


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1NTROD UCTION. 5from the Canaries ; " and in .the Dedication he informsLord Hunsdon that he wrote the novel " to beguilethe time " while he was on a voyage " to the islandsof Terceras and the Canaries," with Captain Clarke.He does not speak of it as a translation (as he doesof his " Margarite of America," printed in 1596, andwritten in 1592 while Lodge was at sea with Cavendish), and there is no reason to suppose that it wasnot an original production. Several of the poemsinterspersed in " Rosalynd " were copied into " England's Helicon," 4, 1600.We have it on Lodge's own evidence (see theDedication), that he was educated at Oxford underSir Edward Hobby, and that he was contemporarythere with two of the sons of Lord Hunsdon. Infact, he was entered at Trinity College in 1573, andas Anthony Wood states, took " one degree in arts;"after which he went to London. There he joined atheatrical company, became an actor and a dramaticauthor, and about 1580 wrote a "Defence of Stage-plays," in answer to Stephen Gosson's " School ofAbuse/' which had been printed in the preceding year.Lodge's "Defence" was suppressed by. the publicauthorities, and only two copies of it are now known,both of which have been mutilated, being withouttitle-pages. His oldest production with a date is his"Alarum against Usurers," 4, 1584, in which hementions the fate of his answer to Gosson. It seemslikely that he entered the army soon afterwards, andaccompanied Captains Clarke and Cavendish ontheir several expeditions.At the close of his " Rosalynd," Lodge promises awork which, as far as we know, was never printed, tobe called " The Sailor's Calendar," and it most likelyhad relation to his sea adventures. However, we findhim again in connection with the stage soon after1590; and his tragedy called "The Wounds of Civil


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INTRODUCTION. 7was in some way related to Sir Thomas Lodge, whowas Lord Mayor of London in 1563, and regarding thenecessity of supporting whose credit a letter from theLord Treasurer is preserved among the LansdowneMSS. in the British Museum (No. 6). Sir ThomasLodge was one of the persons who fitted out theMinion and Primrose for the coast of Guinea in 1562(See Hakluyt's Voyages) ; and it is very possible thatthe author of " Rosalynd

"accompanied Clarke andCavendish on their respective expeditions in conse

quence of his family connection with one of the promoters of previous naval adventures. He speaks ofhis " birth," and of " the offspring from whence hecame," in his earliest dated production, and for aughtthat appears to the contrary, he might be the son ofSir Thomas Lodge, who met with misfortunes bothduring and subsequent to his mayoralty. This, however, is anew point of speculation, not touched by anyof those who have hitherto adverted to the particularsof the life of the author of the ensuing novel.


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Euphues golden Legacie, found after his death in his Cell at Sile-

xedra,

BEQVEATHED TO PHILAVTVSSonnes, nvrsed vp with their Father

in England.

Fetchtfrom the Canaries by T. L. Gent.

LONDONPrinted by Abel leffes for T. G.

and lohn Busbie. 1592.


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To the Right Honourable and his most esteemed Lordthe Lord of J-funsdon, Lord Chamberlaine to herMajesties houshold, and Governor of her Towne ofBarwicke : T. L. G. wisheth increase of allhonourable vertues. .'*>.

SUCH Romanes (right honorable) as delighted inmartiall exploites, attempted their actions in thehonour of Augustus, because he was a patron ofsouldiors : and Virgil dignified him with his poems,as a Moecenas of schollers ; both joyntly advancinghis royaltie, as a prince warlike and learned. Suchas sacrifice to Pallas, present her with bayes, as sheis wise, and with armour as she is valiant ; observingheerein that excellent TO xgsvrov, which dedicatethhonours according to the perfection of the person.When I entred (right honourable) with a deepe insight into the consideration of these premisses, seeingyour L. to be a patron of all martiall men. and aMoecenas of such as apply themselves to studie : wearing with Pallas both the launce and the bay, andaiming with Augustus at the favour of all, by thehonourable vertues of your minde : beeing myselfefirst a Student, and afterwards falling from bookes toarmes, even vowed in all my thoughts dutifully toaffect your Lordshippe. Having with CaptaineClarke made a voyage to the Hands of Terceras andthe Canaries, to beguile the time with labour, I writthis booke ; rough, as hatcht in the stormes of theOcean, and feathered in the surges of many perillousseas. But as it is the worke of a Souldior and a


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10 THE EPISTLE DEDICATORIE.Scholler, I presumed to shrowd it under your Honorspatronage, as one that is the fautor and favourer of allvertuous actions ; and whose honorable Loves, grownefrom the generall applause of the whole common-welth for your higher desertes, may keepe it from themallice ofevery bitter toong. Other reasons more particular (right Honourable) chalenge in me a speciallaffection for your Lordshippe, as being a schollerwith your two noble sonnes, Maister Edmund Carew,and M. Robert Carew, (two siens worthy of sohonorable a tree, and a tree glorious in such honourable fruite) as also beeing scholler in the Universitieunder that learned and vertuous Knight Sir EdwardHobby, when he was Batcheler in Artes, a man aswell lettered as well borne, and after the Etymologicof his name, soaring as high as the winges of knowledge can mount him, happie every way, and themore fortunate, as blessed in the honor of so vertuousa Lady. Thus (right Honourable) the duetie that Iowe to the sonnes, chargeth me that all my affectionbe placed on the father ; for where the braunches areso pretious, the tree of force must be most excellent.Commaunded and imboldened thus with the consideration of these forepassed reasons, to present myBooke to your Lordship, I humbly intreate yourHonour will vouch of my labours, and favour asouldiers and a schollers penne with your gratiousacceptance, who answeres in affection what he wantsin eloquence ; so devoted to your honour, as hisonely desire is, to ende his life under the favour ofso martiall and learned a Patron. Resting thus inhope of your Lordships curtesie, in deyning thePatronage of my work, I cease : wishing you as manyhonorable fortunes as your L. can desire or imagine.Your honors souldiour most

humbly affectionate :THOMAS LODGE.


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TO THE GENTLEMEN READERS.

GENTLEMEN, looke not heere to finde anie sprigs ofPallas bay tree, nor to heare the humour of any amorous Lawreat, nor the pleasing vaine of any eloquentOrator : Nolo altum sapere, they bee matters abovemy capacitie : the Coblers checke shal never light onmy heade, Ne sutor ultra crepidam ; I will go nofurther than the latchet, and then al is wel. Heereyou may perhaps finde some leaves of Venus mirtle,but hewen down by a souldier with his curtlaxe, notboght with the allurement of a filed tongue. To beebriefe, Gentlemen, roome for a souldier and a sailer,that gives you the fruits of his labors that he wrote inthe Ocean, when everie line was wet with a surge, andevery humorous passion countercheckt with a storme.If you like it, so ; and yet I will bee yours in duetie,if you be mine in favour. But if Momus or anysquinteied asse, that hath mighty eares to conceivewith Midas, and yet little reason to judge : if he comeabord our Barke to find fault with the tackling, whenhee knowes not the shrowdes, He downe into thehold, and fetch out a rustic pollax, that sawe no sunnethis seaven yeare, and either wel bebast him, or heavethe cockescombe over boord to feed cods. Butcurteous Gentlemen, that favour most, backbite none,and pardon what is overslipt, let such come andwelcome ; He into the Stewards roome, and fetchthem a kanne of our best bevradge. Well, Gentlemen, you have Euphues Legacie. I fetcht it as farreas the Hands of Terceras, and therfore read it, censurewith favour, and farewell. Yours, T. L.


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Rosalynde.

'"THERE dwelled adjoyning to the Citie of Bor-J- deaux a Knight of most honourable parentage,whome Fortune had graced with many favors, andNature honoured with sundry exquisite qualities, sobeautified with the excellence of both, as it was aquestion whether Fortune or Nature were more pro-digall in deciphering the riches of their bounties.Wise he was, as holding in his head a supreme con-ceipt of pollicie, reaching with Nestor into the depthof all civil governement ; and to make his wisedomemore gratious, he had that salem ingenii, and pleasanteloquence that was so highly commended in Ulisses :his valour was no lesse then his witte, nor the strokeof his launce no lesse forcible, than the sweetnesse ofhis tongue was perswasive ; for he was for his couragechosen the principall of all the Knights of Malta.This hardy Knight thus enricht with vertue andhonour, surnamed Sir John of Burdeux, having passedthe prime of his youth in sundry battailes against theTurkes, at last (as the date of time hath his course)grewe aged : his haires were silver hued, and the mapof his age was figured on his forhead : Honour satein the furrowes of his face, and many yeares werepourtrayed in his wrinckled lineaments, that all men


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14 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.might perceive that his glasse was runne, and thatNature of necessitie chalenged her due. Sir John(that with the Phenix knewe the tearme of his lifewas now expired, and could, with the Swan, discoverhis end by her songs) having three sonnes by his wifeLynida, the very pride of all his forepassed yeares,thought now (seeing death by constraint would compelhim to leave them) to bestow upon them such a Legacieas might bewray his love, and increase their insuingamitie. Calling therefore these yong Gentlemen before him, in the presence of his fellow Knights ofMalta, he resolved to leave them a memorial of all hisfatherly care, in setting downe a methode of theirbrotherly dueties. Having therefore death in hislookes to moove them to pittie, and teares in his eyesto paint out the depth of his passions, taking hiseldest sonne by the hand, he began thus.SIR JOHN OF BURDEAUX LEGACIE HE GAVE TO HISSONNES.Oh my Sons, you see that Fate hath set a periodof my years, and destenies have determined the final

ende of my dayes : the Palme tree waxeth away ward,for hee stoopeth in his height, and my plumes are fulof sicke feathers touched with age. I must to mygrave that dischargeth all cares, and leave you to theworld that increaseth many sorrowes : my silver hairesconteineth great experience, and in the number of myyeares are pende downe the subtleties of Fortune.Therefore, as I leave you some fading pelfe to counter-checke povertie, so I will bequeath you infallible precepts that shall lead you unto vertue. First thereforeunto thee Saladyne the eldest, and therefore ihe chiefestpiller of my house, wherein should bee ingraved aswel the excellency of thy fathers qualities, as theessentiall forme of his proportion, to thee I give foure-


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE, 15teen ploughlands, with all my Manner houses andrichest plate. Next unto Fernandine I bequeathtwelve ploughlands. But unto Rosader the youngestI give my Horse, my Armour, and my Launce withsixteene ploughlands ; for if the inwarde thoughts bediscovered by outward shadows, Rosader wil exceedyou all in bountie and honour. Thus (my Sonnes)have I parted in your portions the substance of mywealth, wherein if you be as prodigall to spend,as I have beene carefull to get, your friendes wilgreeve to see you more wastfull then I was bounti-full, and your foes smile that my fal did begin inyour excesse. Let mine honour be the glasse ofyour actions, and the fame of my vertues theLoadstarre to direct the course of your pilgrimage.Ayme your deedes by my honorable endevours, andshew yourselves siens worthy of so florishing a tree,least as the birdes Halcyones which exceede in white-nesse, I hatch yong ones that exceede in blacknes.Climbe not my sonnes : aspiring pride is a vapourthat ascendeth hie, but soone turneth to a smoake ;they which stare at the starres, stumble upon thestones ; and such as gaze at the Sunne (unless theybe Eagle eyed) fal blinde. Soare not with the Hobbie,least you fal with the Larke, nor attempt not withPhaeton, least you drowne with Icarus. Fortune whenshee wils you to flye, tempers your plumes with waxe ;and therefore eyther sit stil and make no wing, or elsebeware the Sunne, and hold Dedalus axiome authen-tical (medium tenuere tutissimum). Low shrubs havedeepe rootes, and poore Cottages great patience.Fortune looks ever upward, and envy aspireth tonestle with dignitie. Take heed my sonnes, the meaneis sweetest melodie, where strings high stretch, eythersoone cracke, or quickly grow out of tune. Let yourCountryes eare be your hearts content, and thinke thatyou are not borne for your selves, but to levell your


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j6 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.thoughts to be loyal to your prince, careful for thecommon-weale, and faythful to your friendes ; so shalFraunce say, these men are as excellent in vertues, asthey be exquisite in features. Oh my sons, a friendis a pretious Jewell, within whose bosome you mayunload your sorrowes, and unfold your secrets, and heeyther wil releeve with counsaile, or perswade withreason; but take heed in the choyce : the outwardshew makes not the inwarde man, nor are the dimplesin the face the Calenders of truth. When the Liquoriceleafe looketh most dry, then it is most wet : when theshoares of Lepanthus are most quiet, then they fore-point a storme. The Baatan 1 leafe the more fayre itlookes, the more infectious it is, and in the sweetestwordes is oft hid most trechery. Therefore my sonnes,chuse a friend as the Hiperborei do the mettals, severthem from the ore with fire, and let them not bide thestampe before they be currant : so trie and then trust :let time be the touchstone of friendship, and thenfrends faithful lay them up for jewels. Be valiant mysonnes, for cowardice is the enemy to honour ; butnot too rash, for that is extreme. Fortitude is themeane, and that is limited within bonds, and prescribed with circumstance. But above al, and withthat he fetcht a deep sigh, beware of Love, for it isfarre more perillous then pleasant, and yet I tell youit allureth as ill as the Syrens. Oh my sonnes, fancieis a fickle thing, and beauties paintings are trickt upwith times colours, which being set to drie in theSunne, perish with the same. Venus is a wanton,and tiiough her lawes pretend libertie, yet there isnothing but losse and glistering miserie. Cupidswings are plumed with the feathers of vanitie, and hisarrowes, where they pierce, inforce nothing but deadlydestres : a womans eye, as it is pretious to behold, so

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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 17is it prejudicial to gaze upon ; for as it affoordethdelight, so it snareth unto death. Trust not theyrfawning favours, for their loves are like the breath ofa man uppon steele, which no sooner lighteth on butit leapeth off, and their passions are as momentary asthe colours of a Polipe, which changeth at the sight ofevery object.My breath waxeth short, and mine eyes waxethdimme, the houre is come, and I must away ; therefore let this suffice, women are wantons, and yet mancannot want one : and therefore if you love, chooseher that hath eyes of Adamant, that wil turne onelyto one poynt ; her heart of a Diamond, that will receive but one forme ; her tongue of a Sethin leafe,that never wagges, but with a Southeast winde : andyet my sonnes, if she have all these qualities, to bechast, obedient, and silent, yet for that she is a woman,shalt thou finde in her sufficient vanities to counter-vaile her vertues. Oh now my sonnes, even nowtake these my last wordes as my latest Legacie, formy threed is spunne, and my foot is in the grave :keepe my precepts as memorials of your fathers coun-sailes, and let them bee lodged in the secrete of yourhearts ; for wisedome is better than wealth, and agolden sentence worth a world of treasure. In myfal see and marke my sonnes the folly of man, thatbeing dust climbeth with Biares to reatch at theHeavens, and ready every minute to dye, yet hopethfor an age of pleasures. Oh mans life is like light--ning that is but a flash, and the longest date of hisyeares but as a bavens blaze. Seeing then man is somortal, be careful that thy life be vertuous, that thydeath may bee ful of admirable honors : so shalt thouchalenge fame to be thy fautor, and put oblivion toexile with thine honorable actions. But my sonnes,least you should forget your Fathers axiomes, takethis scrbule, wherein reade what your father dyingVOL. II. B


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TS EUPHVES GOLDEN LEGACIE.wils you to execute living. At this hee shrunke downein his bed, and gave up the ghost.John of Bordeaux being thus dead was greatlylamented of his sonnes, and bewayled of his friends,

especially of his fellow Knights of Malta, who attendedon his funerals, which were performed with greatsolemnitie. His obsequies done, Saladyne causednext his Epitaph the contents of the scroule to beepourtrayed out, which were to this effect :THE CONTENTS OF THE SCEDULE WHICH SIR JOHNOF BORDEAUX GAVE TO HIS SONNES.

My sonnes, behold what portion I do give.I leave you goods, but they are quickly lost :I leave advise, to schoole you how to live :I leave you wit, but wonne with little cost :But keepe it well, for counsaile still is one,When Father, friends, and worldly goods are gone.

In choice of thrift let honour be your gaine,Winne it by vertue and by manly might ;In dooing good esteeme thy toyle no paine ;Protect the fatherlesse and widowes right :Fight for thy faith, thy Country, and thy King,For why ? this thrift wil prove a blessed thing.In choise of wife, preferre the modest chast ;Lillies are faire in shew, but foule in smell :The sweetest lookes by age are soon defast ;Then choose thy wife by wit and living well.Who brings thee wealth and many faults withall,Presents the hony mixt with bitter gall.In choise of friends, beware of light beliefe ;A painted tongue may shroud a subtill heart :The Syrens teares doe threaten mickle griefe.Foresee my sonnes, for feare of sodaine smart :Chuse in your wants, and he that friends you then,When richer growne, befriend you him agen.Learne with the Ant in summer to provide ;Drive with the Bee the Droane from out the hive :Buyld lyke the Swallow in the summer tyde ;Spare not too much (my sonnes) but sparing thrive :Be poore in folly, rich in all but sinne,So by your death your glory shall beginne.


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE, 19Saladyne having thus set up the Scedule, and hangd

about his Fathers hearse many passionate Poems, thatFrance might suppose him to be passing sorrowfull,hee clad himselfe and his brothers all in black, andin such sable sutes discoursed his griefe : but as theHiena when she mourns is then most guileful, soSaladyne under this shewe of griefe, shaddowed aheart ful of contented thoughts. The Tyger thoughhe hide his claws, wil at last discover his rapine : theLions looks are not the maps of his meaning, nor aman's phisnomie is not the display of his secrets.Fire cannot be hid in the straw, nor the nature of manso concealed, but at last it wil have his course : nurture and art may do much, but that Natura naturans,which by propagation is ingrafted in the hart, will beat last perforce predominant according to the oldeverse,

Naturam expellas furca licet, tamen usque recurret.So fares it with Saladine, for after a months mourn

ing was past, he fel to consideration of his Fatherstestament; how hee had bequeathed more to hisyoonger brothers than himselfe, that Rosader was hisFathers darling, but now under his tuition, that as yetthey were not come to yeares, and he being their gar-dain, might (if not defraud them of their due) yetmake such havocke of theyr legacies and lands, asthey should be a great deal the lighter : wherupon hebegan thus to meditate with himselfe.

SALADYNES MEDITATION WITH HIMSELFE.Saladyne, how art thou disquieted in thy thoughts,and perplexed with a world of restlesse passions,

having thy minde troubled with the tenour of thyFathers testament, and thy heart fiered with the hopeof present preferment ? By the one thou art coun-


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 21and be wise for thy selfe. What, tis not so olde astrue : Non sapit, qui sibi non sapit.Thy brother is yoong, keepe him now in awe, makehim not checke mate with thy selfe : for

Nimia familiaritas contemptum parit.Let him know little, so shall he not be able to execute much, suppresse his wittes with a base estate,and though he bee a Gentleman by nature yet formehim anew, and make him a peasant by nourture : soshalt thou keepe him as a slave, and raign thy selfesole Lord over all thy fathers possessions. As for

Fernandyne thy middle brother, he is a scholler andhath no minde but on Aristotle, let him reade onGalen while thou riflest with golde, and pore on hisbooke til thou doest purchase landes : witte is greatwealth, if he have learning it is enough, and so let allrest.

In this humour was Saladyne making his brotherRosader his foote boy, for the space of two or threeyeares, keeping him in such servile subjection, as ifhe had been the sonne of any country vassal. Theyoong gentleman bare all with patience, til on a daywalkyng in the Garden by himselfe, he began to consider how he was the sonne of John of Bourdeaux, aknight renowmed for many victories, and a gentlemanfamozed for his vertues, how contrarie to the testament of his father, hee was not only kept from hisland, and intreated as a servant, but smothered insuch secret slaverie, as hee might not attaine to anyhonourable actions. Alas, 1 quoth hee to himselfe(nature woorking these effectual passions), why shouldI that am a Gentleman borne, passe my time in such un-

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22 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.natural drudgery ? were it not better either in Paris tobecome a scholler, or in in the court a courtier, or in thefield a souldier, then to live a foote boy tomyown brother ?nature hath lent me wit to conceive, but my brotherdenied mee art to contemplate : I have strength toperforme any honorable exployt, but no libertie toaccomplish my vertuous indevours : those good partesthat God hath bestowed upon mee, the envy of mybrother doth smother in obscuritie ; the harder is myfortune, and the more his frowardnes. With thatcasting up his hand he felt haire on his face, and perceiving his beard to bud, for choler hee began to blush,and swore to himselfe he would be no more subjectto such slaverie. As thus he was ruminating of hismelancholic passions, in came Saladynewith his men,and seeing his brother in a browne study, and to forgethis wonted reverence, thought to shake him out of hisdumps thus. Sirha (quoth he) what is you heart onyour halfepeny, or are you saying a Dirge for yourfathers soule ? what is my dinner readie ? At thisquestion Rosader turning his head ascance, and bending his browes as if anger there had ploughed thefurrowes of her wrath, with his eyes full of fire, heemade this replie. Doest thou aske mee (Saladyne)for thy Gates ? aske some of thy Churles who are fitfor suche an office : I am thine equal by nature,though not by birth, and though thou hast more Gardesin the bunch, I have as many trumpes in my handesas thy selfe. Let me question with thee, why thouhast feld my woods, spoyled my Manner houses, andmade havocke of suche utensalles as my father bequeathed unto mee? I tell thee Saladyne, eitheranswere mee as a brother, or I wil trouble thee as anenemie.

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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 23sirha, wel I see early pricks the tree that wil proovea thorne : hath my familiar conversing with you madeyou coy, or my good lookes drawne you to be thuscontemptuous ? I can quickly remedie such a faulte,and I wil bend the tree while it is a wand : In faith(sir boy) I have a snaffle for such a headstrong colt.You sirs lay holde on him and binde him, and then Iwil give him a cooling carde for his choller. Thismade Rosader halfe mad, that stepping to a greatrake that stood in the garden, hee laide such loadeuppon his brothers men that hee hurt some of them,and made the rest of them run away. Saladyne seeing Rosader so resolute, and with his resolution sovaliant, thought his heeles his best safetie, and tookehim to a loaft adjoyning to the garden, whether Rosader pursued him hotlie. Saladyne afraide of hisbrothers furie, cried out to him thus, Rosader, be notso rash, I am thy brother and thine elder, and if Ihave done thee wrong ile make thee amendes : revenge not anger in blood, for so shalt thou staine thevertue of old Sir John Bourdeauz : say wherein thouart discontent and thou shalt bee satisfied. Brothersfrownes ought not to be periodes of wrath : what manlooke not so sowerly, I know we shalbe friendes, andbetter friends then we have been. For, Amantiumira amoris redintegratio est.These wordes appeased the choller of Rosader, (forhe was of a milde and curteous nature) so that heelayde downe his weapons, and upon the faith of aGentleman, assured his brother hee would offer himno prejudice : whereupon Saladyne came downe, andafter a little parley, they imbraced cache other andbecame friends, and Saladyne promising Rosader therestitution of all his lands, and what favour els (quothhe) any waies my abilitie or the nature of a brothermay performe. Upon these sugred reconciliationsthey went into the house arme in arme togither, to


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24 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.the great content of all the old servants of Sir John ofBourdeaux. Thus continued the pad hidden in thestrawe, til it chaunced that Torismond King of France,had appointed for his pleasure a day of Wrastling andof Tournament to busie his Commons heades, leastbeing idle, their thoughts should runne uppon moreserious matters, and call to remembrance their oldbanished King, a Champion there was to stand againstall comers a Norman, a man of tall stature and ofgreat strength; so valiant, that in many such conflicts he ahvaies bare away the victorie, not onelyoverthrowing them which hee incountred, but oftenwith the weight of his bodie killing them outright.Saladyne hearing of this, thinking now not to let theball fal to the ground, but to take opportunitie by theforehead : first by secret means convented with theNorman, and procured him with rich rewards tosweare, that if Rosader came within his claws heeshould never more returne to quarrel with Saladynefor his possessions. The Norman desirous of pelfe,as (Quis nisi mentis inops oblatum respuit auruni),taking great gifts for little Gods, tooke the crownesof Saladyne to performe the Stratagem. Having thusthe Champion tied to his vilanous determination byoath, hee prosecuted the intent of his purpose thus :He went to yoong Rosader, (who in all his thoughtsreacht at honour, and gazed no lower then vertuecommanded him) and began to tel him of this Tournament and Wrastling, how the King should bee there,and all the chiefe Peeres of France, with all thebeautiful damosels of the Countrey : now brother(quoth hee) for the honor of Sir John of Bourdeauxour renowned father, to famous that house that neverhath bin found without men approoved in Chivalrie,shewe thy resolution to be peremptorie. For myselfe thou knowest, though I am eldest by birth, yetnever having attempted any deedes of Armes I am


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26 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.Alinda to be there, and the fair Rosalynd, daughterunto Gerismond, with al the beautifull Dammosellesthat were famous for their features in all France.Thus in that place did love and war triumph in a

simpathy ; for such as were martial, might use theirLaunce to be renowmed for the excellency of theirChevalrie, and suche as were amorous, might glutthemselves with gazing on the beauties of mostheavenly creatures. As every mans eye had hisseveral survey, and fancie was partial in their lookes,yet all in general applauded the admirable riches thatNature bestowed on the face of Rosalynde ; for upponher cheeks there seemed a battaile betvveene theGraces, who should bestow most favour to make herexcellent. The blush that gloried Luna, when shekist the Shepheard on the hilles of Latmos, was nottainted with such a pleasant dye, as the Vermilionflourisht on the silver hue of Rosalyndes countenance :her eyes were lyke those Lampes that made thewealthie covert of the Heavens more gorgious, sparkling favour and disdaine ; courteous and yet coye, asif in them Venus had placed all her amorets, andDiana all her chastitie. The tramelles of her

hayre,foulded in a call of Golde, so farre surpast theburnisht glister of the mettal, as the Sunne doth themeanest Starre in brightness : the tresses that foldesin the browes of Apollo were not halfe so rich to thesight, for in her hayres it seemed love had laid her-selfe in ambush, to intrappe the proudest eye thatdurst gaze uppon their excellence : what shoulde Ineede to decipher her particular beauties, when bythe censure of all, shee was the Paragon of all earthlyperfection. This Rosalynd sat I say with Alinda asa beholder of these sportes, and made the Cavalierscracke their Lances with more courage : manydeedes of Knighthood that day were performed, andmany prizes were given according to their several


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 2*Jdesertes : at last when the Tournament ceased, thewrastling beganne, and the Norman presented him-selfe as a chalenger against all commers, but heelooked lyke Herculus when hee advaunst himselfeagaynst Acheloiis, so that the furie of his counten-aunce amazed all that durst attempte to incounterwith him in any deed of activitie : til at last a lustieFrancklin of the Country came with two tall menthat were his sonnes of good lyniaments and comelypersonage : the eldest of these dooing his obeysanceto the King entered the Lyst, and presented himselfeto the Norman, who straight coapt with him, and asa man that would triumph in the glorie of his strength,roused himselfe with such furie, that not onely heegave him the fall, but killed him with the weight ofhis corpulent personage ; which the yoonger brotherseeing, lepte presently into the place, and thirstieafter the revenge, assayled the Norman with suchvalour, that at the first incounter hee brought him tohis knees : which repulst so the Norman, that recovering himself, feare of disgrace doubling his strength,hee stept so stearnely to the yoong Francklin, thattaking him up in his armes hee threw him against thegrounde so violently, that hee broake his necke, andso ended his dayes with his brother. At this unlooktfor massacre, the people murmured, and were all in adeepe passion of pittie ; but the Franklin, father untothese, never chaunged his countenance, but as a manof a couragious resolution, tooke up the bodies of hissonnes without shewe of outward discontent.All the while stood Rosader and sawe this Tragedie :who noting the undoubted vertue of the Francklinsminde, alighted of from his Horse, and presently satdowne on the grasse, and commanded his boy to puloff his bootes, making him ready to try the strengthof this Champion, being furnished as he would, heclapt the Francklin on the shoulder and said thus.


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28 EurnuES GOLDEN LEGACIE.Bold yeoman whose sonnes have ended the terme oftheir yeares with honour, for that I see thou scornestfortune with patience, and twhartest the injury of fatewith content, in brooking the death of thy sonnes,stand awhile and either see me make a third in theirTragedie, or else revenge their fal with an honourabletriumph, the Francklin seeing so goodly a gentleman togive him such curteous comfort, gave him hartie thankes,with promise to pray for his happy successe. Withthat Rosader vailed bonnet to the King, and lightlyleapt within the lists, where noting more the companiethen the combatant, he cast his eye upon the troupeof Ladies that glistered there lyke the starres ofheaven, but at last Love willing to make him asamorous as hee was valiant, presented him with thesight of Rosalynd, whose admirable beautie so in-veagled the eye of Rosader, that forgetting himselfe,hee stood and fedde his lookes on the favour ofRosalyndes face, which shee perceiving, blusht :which was such a doubling of her beauteous excellence, that the bashful redde of Aurora, at the sightof unacquainted Phaeton, was not halfe so glorious.The Normane seeing this young Gentlemanfettered in the looks of the Ladyes drave himout of his memento with a shake by the shoulder :Rosader looking backe with an angrie frowne,as if hee had been wakened from some pleasauntdreame, discovered to all by the furye of his countenance that hee was a man of some high thoughts :but when they all noted his youth, and the sweetnesseof his visage, with a general applause of favours, theygrieved that so goodly a yoong man should venturein so base an action ; but seeing it were to his dishonour to hinder him from his enterprise, they wishthim to bee graced with the palme of victorie. AfterRosader was thus called out of his memento by theNorman, hee roughly clapt to him with so fierce an


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACTE. 29incounter, that they both fel to the ground, and withthe violence of the fal were forced to breathe : inwhich space the Norman called to minde by alltokens, that this was hee whome Saladyne hadappoynted him to kil ; which conjecture made himstretch every limbe, and try everie sinew, that working his death hee might recover the golde, which sobountifuly was promised him. On the contrary part,Rosader while he breathed was not idle, but stil casthis eye upon Rosalynde, who to incourage him witha favour, lent him such an amorous looke, as mighthave made the most coward desperate : which glanceof Rosalynd so fiered the passionate desires ofRosader, that turning to the Norman hee ranne uponhim and braved him with a strong encounter : theNorman received him as valiantly, that there was 'asore combat, hard to judge on whose side fortunewould be prodigal. At last Rosader calling to mindethe beautie of his new Mistresse, the fame of hisfathers honours, and the disgrace that should fal tohis house by his misfortune, rowsed himselfe andthrew the Norman against the ground, falling upponhis chest with so willing a weight, that the Normanyelded nature her due, and Rosader the victorie.The death of this Champion, as it highly contentedthe Francklin, as a man satisfied with revenge, so itdrue the King and all the Peeres into a great admiration, that so yoong yeares and so beautiful a personageshould contain such martiall excellence : but whenthey knew him to bee the yoongest son of Sir Johnof Bourdeaux, the King rose from his seat andimbraced him, and the Peeres intreated him withall favourable curtese, commending both his valourand his vertues, wishing him to go forward in suchhaughtie deeds, that hee might attaine to the glory ofhis fathers honourable fortunes.

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30 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.bracyng, so the Ladyes favoured him with theyrlookes, especially Rosalynd, whome the beautie andvalour of Rosader had already touched : but sheaccounted love a toye, and fancie a momentarypassion, that as it was taken in with a gaze, might beshaken off with a winke : and therefore feared not todally in the flame, and to make Rosader know sheaffected him : tooke from her necke a Jewel, andsent it by a Page to the yong gentleman. The Prizethat Venus gave to Paris, was not halfe so pleasingto the Trojan, as this Jemme.was to Rosader: for iffortune had sworne to make himself -sole Monarke ofthe world, he would rather have refused such dignitie,than have lost the Jewel sent to him by Rosalynd.To returne hir with the like he was unfurnished, andyet that he might more than in his lookes discoverhis affection, hee stept into a tent, and taking penand paper writ this fancie :

Two Sunnes at once from one faire heaven there shinde,Ten braunches from two boughes tipt all with roses,Pure lockes more golden than is golde refinde,Two pearled rowes that Natures pride incloses,Two mounts faire marble white, downe-soft and dainty,A snow died orbe : where love increast by pleasureFull wofull makes my heart, and bodie faintie : -Hir faire (my woe) exceeds all thought and measure.In lines confusde my lucklesse harme appeareth,Whom sorrow clowdes, whom pleasant smiling cleareth.This sonnet he sent to Rosalynd, which when she

read, shee blusht, but with a sweet content in thatshe perceived love had alotted her so amorous aservant. Leaving her to her intertained fancies,againe to Rosader, 'who triumphing in the glorie ofthis conquest, accompanyed with a troupe of yoonggentlemen, that were desirous to be his familiars,went home to his brother Saladynes, who was walking before the gates, to heare what successe his


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 31brother Rosader should have, assuring himself of hisdeath, and devising how with dissimuled sorrowe, tocelebrate his funerals : as he was in his thought hecast up his eye, and sawe where Rosader returnedwith the garland on his head, as having won the prizeaccompanied with a crue of boon companions : greevedat this, he stepped in and shut the gate. Rosaderseeing this, apd not looking for such unkind entertainment, blusht at the disgrace, and yet smotheringhis griefe with a smile, he turned to the Gentlemen,and desired them to hold his brother excused, for hedid not this upon any malitious intent or nigardize,but being brought up in the country, he absentedhimselfe as not finding his nature fit for such youthfulcompany. Thus he sought to shadow abuses profferedhim by his brother, but in vaine, for hee could by nomeanes be suffered to enter: wherupon he ran hisfoot against the doore, and brake it open : drawinghis sword, and entring boldly into the Hall, where hefound none (for all were fled) but one Adam Spenceran English man, who had beene an old and trustieservant to Sir John of Bourdeaux : he for the lovehee bare to his deceased Maister, favored the part ofRosader, and gave him and his such entertainment ashe could. Rosader gave him thanks, and lookingabout, seeing the Hall empty, saide, Gentlemen, youare welcome, frolike and be merry, you shall be sureto have wine enough, whatsoever your fare be. I telyou Cavaliers, my Brother hath in his house fivetunne of wine, and as long as that lasteth, I beshrewhim that spares his lyquor. With that hee burstopen the buttery doore, and with the helpe of AdamSpencer covered the Tables, and set downe whatsoever he could find in the house ; but what theywanted in meat, was supplyed with drinke, yet hadthey royall cheare, and withal such hartie welcome,as would have made the coursest meats, seeme deli-


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32 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.cates. After they had feasted and frolickt it twise orthrise with an upsey freeeze, they all took their leaveof Rosader and departed. Assoone as they weregone, Rosader growing impatient of the abuse, drewehis sword, and swore to be revenged on the discourteous Saladyne: yet by the meanes of AdamSpencer, who sought to continue friendshippe andamity betwixte the brethren, and through the flattering submission of Saladyne, they were once againereconciled, and put up all forepassed injuries with apeaceable agreement, living together for a good spacein such brotherly love, as did not onely rejoice theservantes, but made all the Gentlemen and borderingneighbors glad of such friendly concord. Saladynehiding fire in the straw, and concealing a poysonedhate in a peaceable countenance, yet deferring theintent of his wrath till fitter oportunity, he shewedhimselfe a great favorer of his brothers vertuousendevors : where leaving them in this happy league,let us returne to Rosalynd.

Rosalynd returning home from the tryumph, aftershe waxed solitary, Love presented her with the Ideaof Rosaders perfection, and taking her at discovert,stroke her so deepe, as she felte her selfe grow passingpassionate : she began to cal to minde the comlinesseof his person, the honor of his parents, and the vertuesthat excelling both, made him so gratious in the eiesof every one. Sucking in thus the hony of love, byimprinting in her thoughts his rare qualities, sheebegan to surfet with the contemplation of his vertuousconditions, but when she cald to remembrance herpresent estate, and the hardnesse of her fortunes,desire began to shrink, and fancie to vale bonnet,that betweene a chaos of confused thoughts, shebegan to debate with herselfe in this maner


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 33ROSALYNDS PASSION.

Infortunate Rosalynde, whose misfortunes aremore than thy yeares, and whose passions aregreater then thy patience. The blossoms of thyyouth are mixt with the frosts of envy, and thehope of thy ensuing fruits perish in the bud. Thyfather is by Torismond banisht from the crown, andthou the unhappy daughter of a King detained captive,living as disquieted in thy thoughts, as thy father discontented in his exile. Ah Rosalynd, what cares waitupon a crown : what griefs are incident to dignity ?what sorrows haunt royal pallaces : The greatest seashave the sorest stormes, the highest birth subject tothe most bale, and of all trees the Cedars soonest shakewith the wind : smal Currents are ever calme, lowevalleys not scortcht in any lightnings, nor base mentyed to anie baleful prejudice. Fortune flies, and ifshe touch poverty, it is with hir heele, rather disdaining their want with a frown, then envying their welthwith disparagement. Oh Rosalynd, hadst thou beeneborn low, thou hadst not falne so high, and yet beeinggreat of blood, thine honour is more, if thou brookestmisfortune with patience. Suppose I contrary fortunewith content, yet Fates unwilling to have me any waieshappy, have forced love to set my thoughts on firewith fancie. Love, Rosalynd : becommeth it womenin distresse to thinke on love ? Tush, desire hath norespect of persons, Cupid is blind and shooteth atrandom, assoone hitting a ragge, as a robe, and piercing assoone the bosome of a Captive, as the brest ofa Libertine. Thou speakest it poore Rosalynd byexperience, for being every way distrest, surchargedwith cares, and overgrowne with sorrowes, yet amidstthe heape of all these mishaps, Love hath lodged inthy heart the perfection of yong Rosader, a man everyway absolute as wel for his inward life, as for his out-VOL. II. C


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34 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.ward lyniaments, able to content the eye with beauty,and the eare with the reporte of his vertue. But consider Rosalynde his fortunes, and thy present estate,thou art poore and without patrymony, and yet thedaughter of a Prince, he a yonger brother, and voydof such possessions as eyther might maintaine thydignities or revenge thy fathers injuries. And hastthou not learned this of other Ladies, that loverscannot live by looks : that womens ears are soonercontent with a pound ofgive me. then a dram of heareme: that gold is sweeter than eloquence : that love isa fire, and wealth is the fewel : that Venus coffershould be ever ml: Then Rosalynd, seeing Rosader ispoore, thinke him lesse beautiful, because hee is inwant, and account his vertues but qualities of course,for that he is not indued with wealth. Doth notHorace tell thee what methode is to be used in love :

Querenda pecunia primum, post nummos virtus.Tush Rosalynd, be not over rash : leape not beforethou looke : either love such a one as may with hislandes purchase thy libertie, or els love not [at] all.Chuse not a faire face with an empty purse, but sayas most women use to say,

Si nihil attuleris, ibis Homere foras.

Why Rosalynd, can such base thoughts harbour insuch high beauties : can the degree of a princesse, thedaughter of Gerismond harbour such servile conceites,-as to prize gold more than honor, or to measure aGentleman by his wealth, not by his vertues. NoRosalynd, blush at thy base resolution, and say if thoulovest, eyther Rosader or none. And why ? becauseRosader is both beautiful and vertuous. Smiling toher selfe to thinke of her new intertained passions,


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 35taking up her Lute that lay by her, she warbled outthis dittie.

ROSALYNDS MADRIGALL.Love in my bosome like a beeDoth sucke his sweete :Now with his wings he playes with me,Now with his feete.Within mine eyes he makes his nest,His bed amidst my tender brest :My kisses are his dayly feast,And yet he robs me of my rest.Ah wanton, will ye ?And if I sleepe, then pearcheth heWith pretty flight,And makes his pillow of my kneeThe livelong night.Strike I my lute, he tunes the string,He musicke playes if so I sing,He lends me every lovely thing :Yet cruell he my heart doth sting :Whist wanton still ye !Else I with roses every dayWill whip you hence :And binde you when you long to play,For your offence.He shut mine eyes to keep you in,He make you fast it for your sinne,He count your power not worth a pinne.Alas what hereby shall I winne,If he gainsay me ?What if I beate the wanton boyWith many a rod ?He wil repay me with annoy,

Because a God.Then sit thou safely on my knee,And let thy bower my bosome be ;Lurke in my eies I like of thee :O Cupid so thou pittie me,Spare not but play thee.

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36 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.many of the Peers of France, who were enamoured ofher beauty; which Torismond perceiving, fearingleast her perfection might be the beginning of hisprejudice, and the hope of his fruit ende in the beginning of her blossomes, he thought to banish her fromthe court : for quoth he to himselfe, her face is so fulof favour, that it pleads pittie in the eye of everyman : her beauty is so heavenly and devine, that shewil prove

to me as Helen did to Priam : some oneof the Peeres wil ayme at her love, end the marriage,and then in his wives right attempt the kingdome.To prevent therefore had I wist in all these actions,shee tarryes not about the Court, but shall (as an exile)eyther wander to her father, or else seeke other fortunes. In this humour, with a sterne countenanceful of wrath, he breathed out this censure unto herbefore the Peers, that charged her that that nightshee were not scene about the Court : for (quoth he)I have heard of thy aspiring speeches, and intendedtreasons. This doome was strange unto Rosalynd,and presently covered with the shield of her innocence, she boldly brake out in reverent tearms tohave cleared herself; but Torismond would admit ofno reason, nor durst his Lords plead for Rosalynde,although her beauty had made some of them passionate, seeing the figure of wrath pourtrayed in hisbrow. Standing thus all mute, and Rosalyndeamazed, Alinda, who loved her more than herself,with griefe in her hart and teares in her eyes, fallingdown on her knees, began to entreat her fatherthus.

ALINDAS ORATION TO HER FATHER IN DEFENCEOF ROSALYNDE.If (mighty Torismond) I offend in pleading for my

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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 37boldnesse; for where there is depth of affection, therefriendship alloweth a priviledge. Rosalynd and I havebeene fostered up from our infancies, and noursedunder the harbour of our conversing togeather withsuch private familiarities, that custome had wroughtan unyon of our nature, and the sympathie of ouraffections such a secret love, that we have two bodiesand one soule. Then marvell not (great Torismond)if seeing my friend distrest, I finde myselfe perplexedwith a thousand sorrowes ; for her vertuous andhonourable thoughts (which are the glories thatmaketh women excellent) they be such, as may challenge love, and race out suspition ; her obedience toyour Majestic, 1 referre to the censure of your owneeye, that since her fathers exile hath smothered algrifes with patience, and in the absence of nature,hath honored you with all dutie, as her owne father bynouriture, not in word uttering any discontent, nor inthought (as far as conjecture may reach) hammeringon revenge ; only in all her actions seeking to pleaseyou, and to win my favor. Her wisedome, silence,chastitie, and other such rich qualities, I need notdecypher ; onely it rests for me to conclude in oneword, that she is innocent. If then, Fortune whotryumphs in varietie of miseries, hath presented someenvious person (as minister of her intended strata-geme) to tainte Rosalynde with any surmise of treason, let him be brought to her face, and confirm e hisaccusation by witnesses ; which proved, let her die,and Alinda will execute the massacre. If none canavouch any confirmed relation of her intent, useJustice my lord, it is the glory of a King, and let herlive in your wonted favour ; for if you banish her, myselfe as copartner of her harde fortunes, will partici-

. pate in exile some part of her extremities.Torismond (at this speech of Alinda) covered hisface with such a frown, as tyranny seemed to sit


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38 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.triumphant in his forhead, and checkt her with suchtaunts, as made the lords (that only were hearers) totremble. Proude girle (quoth he) hath my looks madethee so light of toong, or my favours incouraged theeto bee so forward, that thou darest presume to preachafter thy father ? Hath not my yeares more experience than thy youth, and the winter of mine agedeeper insight into civil policie, than the prime ofthy florishing dayes ? The olde Lion avoides thetoyles, where the yoong one leapes into the nette :the care of age is provident and foresees much :suspition is a vertue, where a man holdes his enemiein his bosome. Thou fond girle, measureth all bypresent affection, and as thy heart loves, thy thoughtscensure ; but if thou knewest that in liking Rosalyndthou hatchest up a bird to pecke out thine owneeyes, thou would st intreat as much for hir absence asnow thou delightest in her presence. But why doe Ialleadge policie to thee ? sit you downe huswife andfall to your needle : if idlenes make you so wanton,or libertie so malipert, I can quickly tye you to asharper taske. And you (mayd) this night be packing, eyther into Arden to your father, or whither bestit shall content your humour, but in the Court youshall not abide. This rigorous replie of Torismondnothing amazed Alinda, for stil she prosecuted herplea in defence of Rosalynd, wishing her Father (ifhis censure might not be reverst) that he wouldappoynt her partner of her exile ; which if he refused,eyther she would by some secret meanes steale outand foliowe her, or else ende her dayes with somedesperate kind of death. When Torismond heardhis daughter so resolute, his heart was so hardenedagainst her, that he sent down a definitive andperemptory sentence, that they should both bebanished, which presently was done. The tyrantrather

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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 39than any ways to put in question the state of hiskingdome ; so suspitious and fearfull is the conscienceof an usurper. Wei although his lords perswadedhim to retaine his owne daughter, yet his resolutionmight not be reverst, but both of them must awayfrom the Court without eyther more company ordelay. In hee went with great melancholy, and leftthese two Ladyes alone. Rosalynd waxed very sad,and sate downe and wept. Alinda she smiled, andsitting by her friend began thus to comfort her.

ALINDAS COMFORT TO PERPLEXED ROSALYND.Why how now Rosalynd, dismayd with a frowne of

contrary fortune ? Have I not oft heard thee say,that hygh mindes were discovered in fortunes contempt, and heroycal scene in the depth of extremities ? Thou wert wont to tel others that complainedof distresse, that the sweetest salve for misery waspatience, and the onely medicine for want, that pre-tious implaister of content : being such a good Phisi-tion to others, wilt thou not minister receipts to thyselfe ? But perchance thou wilt say,

Consulenti nunquam caput doluit.Why then, if the Patients that are sicke of this disease can finde in themselves neither reason to per-

swade, nor art to cure, yet (Rosalynd) admit of thecoimsaile of a friend, and applie the salves that mayappease thy passions. If thou grievest that being thedaughter of a prince, and envy thwarteth thee withsuch hard exigents, thinke that royaltie is a fairemarke, that Crowns have crosses when mirth is inCottages ; that the fairer the Rose is, the sooner it isbitten with Caterpillers ; the more orient the Pearleis, the more apt to take a blemish ; and the greatestbirth, as it hath most honour, so it hath much envy.If then fortune aymeth at the fairest, be patient Rosa-


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4O EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.Jynd, for first by thine exile thou goest to thy father,nature is higher prised then wealth, and the love ofones parents ought to bee more pretious then all dignities : Why then doth my Rosalynd grieve at thefrowne of Torismond, who by offering her a prejudiceproffers her a greater pleasure ? and more (mad lasse)to be melancholy, when thou hast with thee Alindaa friend, who wil be a faithful copartner of al thy misfortunes, who hath left her father to follow thee, andchooseth rather to brooke al extremities then to forsake thy presence. What Rosalynd,

Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.Cheerly woman : as wee have been bedfellowes in

royaltie, we wil be felow mates in povertie : I wil everbe thy Alinda, and thou shalt ever. rest to me Rosalynd : so shall the world canonize our friendship, andspeake of Rosalynd and Alinda, as they did of Piladesand Orestes. And if ever fortune smile and we re-turne to our former honour, then folding our selvesin the sweete of our friendship, we shal merily say(calling to mind our forepassed miseries)

Olim hoec meminisse juvabit.At this Rosalynd began to comfort her, and aftershee had wept a fewe kinde teares in the bosome ofher Alinda, shee gave her heartie thankes, and then

they sat them downe to consult how they shouldtravel. Alinda grieved at nothing but that they mighthave no man in their company : saying, it would beetheir greatest prejudice in that two women went wan-dring without either guide or attendant. Tush (quothRosalynd) art thou a woman, and hast not a sodeineshift to prevent a misfortune ? I (thou seest) am ofa tall stature, and would very wel become the personand apparrel of a Page : thou shalt bee my mistresse,and I wil play the man so properly, that (trust me)


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 41in what company so ever I come I will not be discovered : I wil buy me a suite, and have my Rapiervery handsomly at my side, and if any knave offerwrong, your Page wil shew him the poynt of hisweapon. At this Alinda smiled, and upon this theyagreed, and presently gathered up all their Jewels,which they trussed up in a Casket, and Rosalynd inall hast provided her of robes, and Alinda being calledAliena, and Rosalynd Ganimede : they travelled alongthe Vineyardes, and by many by-waies : at last got tothe Forrest side, where they travelled by the space oftwo or three dayes without seeing anye creature, beingoften in danger of wilde beasts, and payned withmany passionate sorrowes. Now the black Oxebegan to tread on their feet, and Alinda thought ofher wonted royaltie ; but when she cast her eyes onher Rosalynd, she thought every daunger a step tohonour. Passing thus on along, about midday theycame to a Fountaine, compast with a groave ofCipresse trees, so cunningly and curiously planted, asif some Goddesse had intreated Nature in that placeto make her an Arbour. By this Fountaine satAliena and her Ganimede, and forth they pulled suchvictuals as they had, and fedde as merely as if theyhad been in Paris with all the Kings delicates :Aliena onely grieving that they could not so much asmeete with a shepheard to discourse them the way tosome place where they might make their abode. Atlast Ganimede casting up his eye espied where on atree was ingraven certain e verses ; \vhich assoone as heespied, he cryed out, be of good cheare Mistresse : Ispie the figures of men ; for heere in these trees beeingraven certaine verses of shepheards, or some otherswaines that inhabite here about. With that Alienastart up joyful to hear these newes, and looked, wherethey found carved in the barke of a Pine tree thispassion.


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42 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.MONTANUS PASSION.

Hadst thou been borne wher as perpetuall coldMakes Tanais hard, and mountaines silver old :Had I complainde unto a marble stone,Or to the flouds bewraide my bitter mone,I then could beare the burthen of my griefe :

But even the pride of Countries at thy birth,Whilste heavens did smile did new aray the earthWith flowers chiefe,Yet thou the flower of beautie blessed borne,Hast pretie lookes, but all attirde in scorne.Had I the power to weep sweet Mirrhas teares,Or by my plaints to pearce repining eares :Hadst thou the heart to smile at my complaint,To scorne the woes that doth my hart attaint,

I then could beare the burthen of my griefe :But not my tears, but truth with thee prevailes,And seeming sowre my sorowes thee assailes :Yet small releife,For if thou wilt thou art of marble hard :And if thou please my suite shall soone be heard.

No doubt (quoth Aliena) this poesie is the passionof some perplexed shepheard, that being enamouredof some faire and beautifull Shepheardesse, sufferedsome sharpe repulse, and therfore complained of thecrueltie of his Mistresse. You may see (quoth Gini-mede) what mad cattel you women be, whose hartssometimes are made of Adamant that wil touch withno impression, and sometimes of wax that is fit forevery forme : they delight to be courted, and thenthey glory to seeme coy, and when they are most desired then they freest with disdaine : and this fault isso common to the sex, that you see it painted out inthe shepheardes passions, who found his Mistres as fro-ward as he was enamoured. And I pray you (quothAliena) if your robes were off, what mettal are youmade of that you are so satyrical against women ? isit not a foule bird that denies his l own nest ? Beware

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E UP'HUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 43(Ganimede) that Rosader heare you not, if hee doo,perchance you wil make him leape so farre from love,that he wil anger every vaine in your heart. Thus(quoth Ganimede) I keepe decorum, I speak now asI am Alienas Page, not as I am Gerismonds daughter ;for put mee but into a peticoat, and I wil stand indefiance to the uttermost, that women are curteous,constant, vertuous, and what not. Stay there (quothAliena) and no more words, for yonder be Caractersgraven uppon the barke of the tall Beech tree. Letus see (quoth Ganimede) : and with this they read afancy written to this effect.

First shall the heavens want starry light,The seas be robbed of their waves :The day want sunne, and sunne want bright,The night want shade, the dead men1graves.The April, flowers and leaf and tree,Before I false my faith to thee.

First shall the tops of highest hilsBy humble plaines be overpride :And Poets scorne the Muses quils,And fish forsake the water glide.And Iris loose her coloured weed,Before I faile thee at thy need. 2First direfull hate shall turne to peace,And love relent in deep disdain :And death his fatall stroake shall cease,And envy pitie every paine,And pleasure mourn, and sorow smile,Before I talke of any guile.First time shall stay his staylesse race,And winter blesse his browes with corne :And snow bemoysten Julies face,And winter spring, and summer mourn,Before my pen by helpe of fame,Cease to recite thy sacred name. MONTANUS.

1 [Edit. 1592, mens.~\2 [In the edit, of 1592, a stanza follows which, by an odd sortof misprint, the compositor inserted, making it up from parts ofstanzas 2 and 3. In the edit, of 1598 the mistake is rectifiedCollier.}


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44 EVPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.No doubt (quoth Ganimede) this protestation grewfrom one full of passions. I am of that rninde too

(quoth Aliena) but see I pray, when poore womenseeke to keepe themselves chaste, how men woo themwith many fained promises; alluring with sweetwords as the Syrens, and after prooving as trothlesseas JEneas. Thus promised Demophoon to his Phil-lis, but who at last grew more false? The reason was(quoth Ganimede) that they were womens sonnes,and tooke that fault of their mother, for if man hadgrowne from man, as Adam did from the earth, menhad never been troubled with inconstancie. Leaveoff (quoth Aliena) to taunt thus bitterly, or els He pulloff your pages apparrell and whip you (as Venus doth

j her wantons) with nettles. So you will (quoth Ganimede) perswade mee to flattery, and that needs not :but come (seeing we have found here by this Fountthe tract of Shepheardes by their Madrigalles andRoundelaies) let us forwarde ; for either wee shallfinde some foldes, sheepcoates, or els some cottageswherin for a day or two to rest. Content (quothAliena) and with that they rose up, and marched forward till towards the even : and then comming into afaire valley (compassed with mountaines, whereongrew many pleasaunt shrubbes) they might descriewhere two flockes of sheepe did feed. Then, lookingabout, they might perceive where an old shepheardsate (and with him a yoong swaine) under a covertmost pleasantly scituated. The ground where theysate was diapred with Floras riches, as if she ment towrap Tellus in the glorie of her vestments : roundabout in the forme of an Amphitheater were mostcuriously planted Pine trees, interseamed with Lymonsand Cytrons, which with the thicknesse of theirboughes so shadowed the place, that Phcebus couldnot prie into the secret of that Arbour, so united werethe tops with so thick a closure, that Venus might


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 45there in her jollitie have dallied unseene with herdeerest paramour. Fast by (to make the place moregorgious) was there a Fount so Christalline and cleere,that it seemed Diana with her Driades and Hema-driades had that spring, as the secret of all theirbathings. In this glorious Arbour satte these twoshepheardes (seeing their sheepe feede) playing ontheir Pipes many pleasant tunes, and from musickeand melodic falling into much amorous chat : drawingmore nigh we might descry the countenance of theone to be full of sorrow, his face to bee the very pour-traiture of discontent, and his eyes full of woes, thatliving he seemed to dye : we (to heare what thesewere) stole privily behinde the thicke, where we overheard this discourse.A PLEASANT EGLOG BETWEEN MONTANUS AND

CORIDON.Cor. Say shepheards boy, what makes thee greet 1 so sore ?Why leaves thy pipe his pleasure and delight ?Yoong are thy yeares, thy cheeks with Roses dight :Then sing for joy (sweet swain) and sigh no more.

This milk-white Poppy, and this climbing PineBoth promise shade, then sit thee downe and sing,And make these woods with pleasant notes to ring,Till Phoebus daine all Westward to decline.Mon. Ah (Coridon) unmeet is melodyTo him whom proud contempt hath overborn,Slain are my joyes by Phoebus bitter scorn,Far hence my weale and nere my jeopardy.

Loves burning brand is couched in my brest,Making a Phoenix of my faintfull hart :And though his fury doo inforce my smart,Ay blyth am I to honour his behest.1 i.e., cry so sore. This pastoral has several other archaisms,as lorell, herry, for-thi, and is obviously written in imitation of

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46 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIB.Preparde to woes since so my Phoebe wils,My lookes dismaid since Phcebe will disdain ;I banish blisse and welcome home my pain,So stream my teares as showers from Alpine hills.In errors maske I blindfold judgements eye,I fetter reason in the snares of lust,I seeme secure, yet know not how to trust,I live by that, which makes me living dye.Devoyd of rest, companion of distresse,Plague to myselfe, consumed by my thought,How may my voyce or pipe in tune be brought ?Since I am reft of solace and delight.

Cor. Ah Lorrell lad, what makes thee Herry love ?A sugred harme, a poyson full of pleasure,A painted shrine full-fild with rotten treasure,A heaven in shew, a hell to them that prove.A gaine, in seeming shadowed stil with want,A broken staffe which follie doth upholde,A flower that fades with everie frostie colde,An orient Rose sprong from a withred plant.A minutes joy to gaine a world of griefe,A subtil net to snare the idle minde,A seeing Scorpion, yet in seeming blinde,A poore rejoice, a plague without reliefe.For thy Montanus follow mine arreede,(Whom age hath taught the traines that fancy useth)Leave foolish love, for beautie wit abuseth,And drownes (by folly) vertues springing seede.

Man. So blames the childe the flame, because it burnes,And bird the snare, because it doth intrap,And fooles true love, because of sorry hap,And saylers cursse the ship that overturnes.But would the childe forbeare to play with flame,And birds beware to trust the fowlers gin,And fooles foresee before they fall and sin,And maisters guide their ships in better frame.The childe would praise the fire, because it warmes,And birds rejoyce, to see the fowler faile,And fooles prevent, before their plagues prevaile,And saylers blesse the barke that saves from harmes.


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 47Ah Condon, though many be thy yeares,And crooked elde hath some experience left,Yet is thy mind ofjudgement quite bereft,In view of love, whose power in me appeares.The ploughman litle wots to turn the pen,Or bookeman skils to guide the ploughmans cart,Nor can the cobler count the tearmes of Art,Nor base men judge the thoughts of mighty men.Nor withered age (unmeet for beauties guide,Uncapable of loves impression)Discourse of that, whose choyce possessionMay never to so base a man be tied.But I (whom nature makes of tender mold,And youth most pliant yeelds to fancies fire)Do build my haven and heaven on sweet desire,On sweet desire more deere to me than gold.Thinke I of love, O how my lines aspire !How hast the Muses to imbrace my browes,And hem my temples in with lawrell bowes,And fill my braines with chast and holy fire !Then leave my lines their homely equipage,Mounted beyond the circle of the Sunne :Amazed I read the stile when I have done,And Kerry Love that sent that heavenly rage.Of Phoebe then, of Phoebe then I sing,Drawing the puritie of all the spheares,The pride of earth, or what in heaven appeares,Her honoured face and fame to light to bring.In fluent numbers and in pleasant vaines,I robbe both sea and earth of all their state,To praise her parts : I charme both time and fate,To bless the Nymph that yeelds me love sicke paines.My Sheepe are turned to thoughts, whom forward willGuydes in the resiles Laborynth of love,Feare lends them pasture whereso ere they move,And by their death their life renueth still.My sheephooke is my pen, mine oaten reed,My paper, where my many woes are written :Thus silly swaine (with love and fancie bitten)I trace the plaines of paine in wofull weed.


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48 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.Yet are my cares, my broken sleepes, my teares,My dreames, my doubts, for Phoebe sweet to me :Who wayteth heaven in sorrowes vale must be,And glory shines where daunger most appeares.Then Coridon although I blith me not,Blame me not man since sorrow is my sweet :So willeth Love, and Phoebe thinkes it meet,And kind Montanus liketh well his lot.

Cor. Oh staylesse youth, by errour so misguided,Where will prescribeth lawes to perfect wits,Where reason mournes, and blame in triumph sits,And folly poysoneth all that time provided.With wilfull blindnesse bleard, prepard to shame,Prone to neglect Occasion when she smiles :Alas that Love by fond and froward guiles,Should make thee tract the path to endlesse blame.Ah (my Montanus) cursed is the charme,That hath bewitched so thy youthfull eyes :Leave off in time to like these vanities,Be forward to thy good, and fly thy harme.As many bees as Hibla daily shields,As many frie as fleet on Oceans face,As many heards as on the earth do trace,As many flowers as decke the fragrant fields,As many stars as glorious heaven contains,As many storms as wayward winter weepes,As many plagues as hell inclosed keepes,So many griefs in love, so many pains.Suspitions, thoughts, desires, opinions, prayers ;Mislikes, misdeedes, fond joies, and fained peace,Illusions, dreames, great paines, and small increase,Vowes, hope, acceptance, scorns, and deep despaires.Truce, warre, and wo do wait at beauties gate.Time lost, laments, reports, and privy grudge,And lust : fierce Love is but a partiall Judge,Who yeelds for service shame, for friendship hate.

Mon. All adder-like I stop mine eares (fond stvaine)So charme no more, for I will never change.Call home thy flocks betime that stragling range :For loe, the Sunne declineth hence amaine.


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 49Ter. In amore haec insunt vitia : inducise, inimicitiae, bellum,

pax rursum : incerta hsec si tu postules, ratione certa fieri nihiloplus agas, quam fides operam, ut cum ratione insanias.

The shepheards having thus ended their Eglogue,Aliena stept with Ganimede from behind the thicket ;'at whose sodayne sight the shepheards arose, andAliena saluted them thus : Shepheards all haile (forsuch wee deeme you by your flockes) and Lovers goodlucke, (for such you seeme by your passions) our eyesbeing witnesse of the one, and our eares of the other.Although not by Love, yet by Fortune, I am a distressed Gentlewoman, as sorrowfull as you are passion*ate, and as full of woes as you of perplexed thoughts :wandring this way in a forrest unknown, onely I andmy Page, wearied with travel, would faine have someplace of rest. May you appoint us any place of quietharbour (bee it never so meane) I shall bee thankfull toyou, contented in my selfe, and gratefull to whosoevershall be mine Host. Coridon hearing the Gentlewoman speake so courteously returned her mildly andreverentely this answere :

Faire Mistresse, wee returne you as hearty a welcome as you gave us a courteous salute. A shepheardI am, and this a lover, as watchful to please his wench,as to feed his sheep : ful of fancies, and therefore sayI, full of follyes. Exhort him I may, but perswadehim I cannot ; for Love admits neither of counsaile,nor reason. But leaving him to his passions, if yoube distrest, I am sorrowfull such a faire creature iscrost with calamitie : pray for you I may, but releeveyou I cannot : marry if you want lodging, if you vouchto shrowd your selves in a shepheards cottage, myhouse for this night shall be your harbour. Alienathankt Coridon greatly, and presently sate her downeand Ganimede by hir. Coridon looking earnestlyupon her, and with a curious survey viewing all herVOL. II. D


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50 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.perfections, applauded (in his thought) her excellence,and pitying her distresse, was desirous to heare thecause of her misfortunes, began to question her thus.

If I should not (faire Damosell) occasionate offence,or renew your griefs by rubbing the scar, I wouldfaine crave so much favour, as to know the cause ofyour misfortunes : and why, and whither you wanderwith your page in so dangerous forest ? Aliena (thatwas as courteous as she was fayre) made this replie :Shepheard, a friendly demaund ought never to beoffensive, and questions of curtesie carry priviledgedpardons in their forheads. Know therefore, to discover my fortunes were to renew my sorrowes, and Ishould by discoursing my mishaps, but rake fire outof the cynders. Therefore let this suffice gentle shep-heard : my distresse is as great as my travaile is daun-gerous, and I wander in this forrest to light on somecotage where I and my page may dwell : for 1 meaneto buy some Farme, and a flocke of sheepe, and sobecome a shepheardesse, meaning to live low, andcontent mee with a country life : for I have heard theswaines saye, that they drunke without suspition, andslept without care. Marry mistress, quoth Coridon,if you meane so you came in good time, for my Lands-lord intends to sell both the Farme I tyll, and theflocke I keepe, and cheape you may have them forready money : and for a shepheards life (oh Mistres)did you but live a while in their content, you wouldsay the court were rather a place of sorrow then ofsolace. Here mistresse shal not fortune thwart you,but in mean misfortunes, as the losse of a few sheepe,which, as it breedes no beggery, so it can bee no ex-treame prejudice r the next yeare may mend all witha fresh increase. Envy stirres not us, we covet not toclimbe, our desires mount not above our degrees, norour thoughts above our fortunes. Care cannot harbour m our cottages, nor doe our homely couches


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E UPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 51know broken slumbers : as wee exceed not in 1 dyet,so we have inough to satisfie : and Mistresse, I haveso much Latin, Satis est quod suffidt.By my trueth shepheard (quoth Aliena) thou makestmee in love with your countrey life, and therfore sendfor thy Landslord, and I will buy thy Farme and thyflocks, and thou shalt still under me bee overseer ofthem both : onely for pleasure sake, I and my Pagewill serve you, lead the flocks to the field, and foldethem : Thus will I live quiet, unknowne, and contented. This newes so gladded the hart of Coridon,that he should not be put out of his farme, that putting off his shepheards bonnet, he did hir all thereverence that he might. But all this while sateMontanus in a muse, thinking of the crueltie of hisPhoebe, whom he wooed long, but was in no hope towin. Ganimede who stil had the remembrance ofRosader in his thoughtes, tooke delight to see thepoore shepheard passionate, laughing at love, that inall his actions was so imperious. At last when shehad noted his teares that stole down his cheeks, andhis sighes that broke from the center of his heart,pittying his lament, she demanded of Coridon whythe yong shepheard looked so sorrowfull ? Oh sir(quoth he) the boy is in love. Why (quoth Ganimede) can shepheards love ? I (quoth Montanus)and overlove, els shouldst not thou see me so pensive.Love I tell thee, is as pretious in a shepheards eye,as in the lookes of a King, and we cuntry swainsintertaine fancie with as great delight as the proudestCourtier doth affection. Opportunity (that is thesweetest friend to Venus) harboureth in our cottages,and loyaltie (the chiefest fealty that Cupid requireth)is found more among shepheardes than higher degrees.Then aske not if suche silly swains can love ? What

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52 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGAC1E.is the cause then, quoth Ganimede, that Love beingso sweet to thee, thou lookest so sorrowfull ? Becausequoth Montanus, the party beloved is froward : andhaving curtesie in her lookes, holdeth disdaine in hertongues ende. What hath she then, quoth Aliena,in heart? Desire (I hope Madame) quoth he: orelse my hope lost, despaire in Love were death. Asthus they chatted, the Sunne beeing ready to set, andthey not having folded their sheepe, Coridon requestedshe would sit there with her Page, till Montanus andhee lodged theyr sheepe for that night. You shallgoe quoth Aliena, but first I will intreate Montanusto sing some amorous Sonnet that hee made when hehath beene deeply passionate. That I will quothMontanus, and with that he began thus :

MONTANUS SONNET.Phoebe sate,Sweet she sate,Sweet sate Phoebe when I saw her,White her brow,Coy her eye :Brow and eye how much you please me !Words I spent,Sighes I sent ;

Sighs and words could never draw hir.Oh my love,Thou art lost,Since no sight could ever ease thee.Ph'oebe satBy a fount,

Sitting by a fount I spide her :Sweet her touch,Rare hir voyce :Touch and voice what may distain youAs she sung,I did sigh,And by sighs whilst that I tride her,Oh mine eyesYou did looseHir first sight and whose want did pain you.


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 53Phnebes flockes,White as wooll,Yet were Phoebes locks more whiter.Phcebes eyesDovelike mild,Dovelike eyes, both mild and cruel!.Montan sweares,In your lampesHe will die for to delight her.Phoebe yeeld,Or I die :Shall true hearts be fancies fuell ?

Montanus had no sooner ended his sonnet, butCoridon with a lowe curtesie rose up, and went withhis fellow, and shut their sheepe in the folds; andafter returning to Aliena and Ganimede, conductedthem home weary to his poore cottage. By the wayethere was much good chat with Montanus about hisloves, hee resolving Aliena that Phoebe was thefairest Shepherdice in al France, and that in his eyeher beautie was equal with the Nimphs. But quothhe, as of all stones the Diamond is most cleerest, andyet most hard for the Lapidorie to cut, as of allflowres, the Rose is the fairest, and yet guarded withthe sharpest prickles : so of al our country lassesPhcebe is the brightest, and the most coy of all tostoop unto desire. But let her take heed quoth he,I have heard of Narcissus, who for his high disdainagainst Love, perished in the folly of his owne love.With this they were at Coridons Cottage, whereMontanus parted from them, and they went in to rest.Aliena 1 and Ganimede glad of so contented a shelter,made merry with the poore swaine ; and though theyhad but countrey fare and course lodging, yet theirwelcome was so greate, and their cares so little, thatthey counted their diet delicate, and slept as soundlyas if they had beene in the court of Torismond. The

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54 EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE.next morne they lay long in bed, as wearyed with thetoyle of unaccustomed travaile ; but assoone as theygot up,

Aliena resolved there to set up her rest, andy the helpe of Coridon swapt a bargaine with his

Landslord, and so became mistres of the farme andthe flocke: her selfe putting on the attyre of theshepherdesse, and Ganimede of a yongswaine : everyeday leading foorth her flockes, with such delight, thatshe held her exile happy, and thoght no content tothe blisse of a Countrey cottage. Leaving her thusfamous amongst the shepheards of Arden, againe toSaladyne.When Saladyne had a long while concealed asecrete resolution of revenge, and could no longerhide fire in the flax, nor oyle in the flame : (for envyis like lightning, that will appeare in the darkest fog)it chaunced on a morning very early he cald upcertain of his servants, and went with them to thechamber of Rosader, which being open, hee entredwith his crue, and surprized his brother when he wasa sleepe, and bound him in fetters, and in the midstof his hall chained him to a post. Rosader amazedat this

strange chaunce, began to reason with hisbrother about the cause of this sodaine extremity,wherin he had wrongd, and what fault he hadcommitted worthy so sharpe a penance. Saladyneanswered him onely with a looke of disdain, andwent his way, leaving poore Rosader in a deeepeperplexity. Who thus abused, fell into sundrypassions, but no means of releefe could be had :wherupon for anger he grew into a discontentedmelancholy. In which humour he continued two orthree daies without meat : insomuch that seeing hisbrother would give him no food, he fel in despaire ofhis life. Which Adam Spencer the old servant ofSir John of Bourdeaux seeing, touched with the dutieand love hee ought to his olde maister, felt a remorse


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EUPHUES GOLDEN LEGACIE. 55in his conscience of his sonnes mishap ; and therefore, although Saladyne had given a generall chargeto his servants, that none of them upon pain of deathshould give either meat or drink to Rosader, yetAdam Spencer in the night rose secretly, and broughthim such victuals as he could provide, and unlockthim, and set him at liberty. After Rosader had wellfeasted himselfe, and felt he was loose, straight histhoughts aymed at revenge, and now (all being asleepe) hee would have quit Saladyne with themethode of his own mischiefe. But Adam Spencerdid perswade him to the contrary with these reasons :Sir quoth hee, bee content, for this night go againeinto your olde fetters, so shall you trie the faith offriends, and save the life of an old servant. Tomorrowhath your brother invited al your kinred and allyesto a solempne breakefast, onely to see you, tellingthem all that you are mad, and faine to be tied to apoast. Assoone as they come complain to them ofthe abuse proffered yo

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