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But I the prouder grew, and still thus spake there

fore, Go, go, go! seek some other-where, importune me

no more!

Then spake brave Venus' son, that brave victorious

boy, Saying, “ you dainty dame, for that you be so coy, “ I will so pull your plumes, as you shall say no

« more “ Go, go, go, seek some other-where, importune

6 me no more.

As soon as he had said, such care grew in my

breast, That neither night nor day I could take any rest, Wherefore I did repent that I had said before, Go, go, go, seek some other-where, importune me

no more!

THE BIRTH OF DESIRE.

[From Breton's Bower of Delights, 1597.)

When wert thou born, Desire ?

In pomp and pride of May. By whom, sweet boy, wert thou begot ?

By good-conceit, men say.

Tell me who was thy nurse?

Fresh youth, in sugar'd joy.
What was thy meat and daily food ?

Sore sighs, with great annoy.

What hadst thou then to drink?

Unfeigned lovers' tears.
What cradle were you rocked in ?

In hope devoid of fears.

What brought you then asleep ?

Sweet speech, that liked men best. And where is now your dwelling place ?

In gentle hearts I rest.

Doth company displease ?

It doth in many a one.

Where would Desire then chuse to be ?

He likes to muse alone.

What feedeth most your sight ?

To gaze on favour still.
Who find you most to be your foe?

Disdain of my good will.

Will ever age or death

Bring you unto decayi
No, no: Desire both lives and dies

Ten thousand times a day.

GEORGE GASCOIGNE.

“ Among the lesser late poets (says Edmund Bolton, in his

“ Hypercritica)George Gascoigne's works may be endured." Puttenham praises him for “ a good metre and a plentiful “ vein ;” and Nash says of him, that “ he first beat the “ path to that perfection which our best poets have aspired “ to, since his departure.” He is mentioned with praise by the editor of the Reliques of Ancient Poetry (Vol. II. p. 138); and Mr.Warton is of opinion that he“ has much exceeded “all the poets of his age, in smoothness and harmony of

“ versification.” His “ Jocasta," in which he was assisted by Francis Kynwel.

mersh, is a very respectable performance : his “ Supposes," a comedy translated from the Suppotiti of Ariosto, is distinguished by an uncommon ease and elegance of dialogue; but in his smaller poems he is certainly too diffuse, and full

of conceit. Gascoigne was educated at both universities; studied at Gray's

Inn; quitted the law for the army, and served in the war in the Low Countries, and died in 1577, or 1578. If Wood's account be accurate, his birth may perhaps be placed about the year 1540: but as he mentions his “ crooked age and

“ hoary hairs,” I suspect that he was born much earlier. There are three collected editions of his poems, in 1572, 1575,

and 1587, all of which are rare, and seldom found complete.

A STRANGE PASSION OF A LOVER.

I laugh sometimes with little lust;

So jest I oft, but feel no joye;
Mine ease is builded all on trust,

And yet mistrust breeds mine annoye.
I live and lack, I lack and have,
I have and miss the thing I crave.

Then like the lark, that past the night

In heavy sleep with cares opprest, Yet when she spies the pleasant light,

She sends sweet notes from out her breast : So sing I now, because I think How joys approach when sorrows shrink.

And as fair Philomele again

Can watch and sing when others sleep, And taketh pleasure in her pain,

To wray the woe that makes her weep : So sing I now, for to bewray The loathsome life I lead alway.

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