lyrical poems-第6部分

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A　health　to　my　girls；　Whose　husbands　may　earls　Or　lords　be；　granting　my　wishes；　And　when　that　ye　wed　To　the　bridal　bed；　Then　multiply　all；　like　to　fishes。


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THE　WAKE

Come；　Anthea；　let　us　two　Go　to　feast；　as　others　do：　Tarts　and　custards；　creams　and　cakes；　Are　the　junkets　still　at　wakes；　Unto　which　the　tribes　resort；　Where　the　business　is　the　sport：　Morris…dancers　thou　shalt　see；　Marian；　too；　in　pageantry；　And　a　mimic　to　devise　Many　grinning　properties。　Players　there　will　be；　and　those　Base　in　action　as　in　clothes；　Yet　with　strutting　they　will　please　The　incurious　villages。　Near　the　dying　of　the　day　There　will　be　a　cudgel…play；　Where　a　coxcomb　will　be　broke；　Ere　a　good　word　can　be　spoke：　But　the　anger　ends　all　here；　Drench'd　in　ale；　or　drown'd　in　beer。　Happy　rusticks！　　best　content　With　the　cheapest　merriment；　And　possess　no　other　fear；　Than　to　want　the　Wake　next　year。


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THE　HOCK…CART；　OR　HARVEST　HOME：　TO　THE　RIGHT　HONOURABLE　MILDMAY；　EARL　OF　WESTMORLAND

Come；　Sons　of　Summer；　by　whose　toil　We　are　the　lords　of　wine　and　oil：　By　whose　tough　labours；　and　rough　hands；　We　rip　up　first；　then　reap　our　lands。　Crown'd　with　the　ears　of　corn；　now　come；　And；　to　the　pipe；　sing　Harvest　Home。

Come　forth；　my　lord；　and　see　the　cart　Drest　up　with　all　the　country　art。　See；　here　a　maukin；　there　a　sheet；　As　spotless　pure；　as　it　is　sweet：　The　horses；　mares；　and　frisking　fillies；　Clad；　all；　in　linen　white　as　lilies。　The　harvest　swains　and　wenches　bound　For　joy；　to　see　the　Hock…Cart　crown'd。　About　the　cart；　hear；　how　the　rout　Of　rural　younglings　raise　the　shout；　Pressing　before；　some　coming　after；　Those　with　a　shout；　and　these　with　laughter。　Some　bless　the　cart；　some　kiss　the　sheaves；　Some　prank　them　up　with　oaken　leaves：　Some　cross　the　fill…horse；　some　with　great　Devotion；　stroke　the　home…borne　wheat：　While　other　rustics；　less　attent　To　prayers；　than　to　merriment；　Run　after　with　their　breeches　rent。　Well；　on；　brave　boys；　to　your　lord's　hearth；　Glitt'ring　with　fire；　where；　for　your　mirth；　Ye　shall　see　first　the　large　and　chief　Foundation　of　your　feast；　fat　beef；　With　upper　stories；　mutton；　veal　And　bacon；　which　makes　full　the　meal；　With　sev'ral　dishes　standing　by；　As　here　a　custard；　there　a　pie；　And　here；　all　tempting　frumenty。　And　for　to　make　the　merry　cheer；　If　smirking　wine　be　wanting　here；　There's　that　which　drowns　all　care；　stout　beer：　Which　freely　drink　to　your　lord's　health　Then　to　the　plough；　the　common…wealth；　Next　to　your　flails；　your　fanes；　your　vats；　Then　to　the　maids　with　wheaten　hats：　To　the　rough　sickle；　and　crookt　scythe；　Drink；　frolic；　boys；　till　all　be　blythe。　Feed；　and　grow　fat；　and　as　ye　eat；　Be　mindful；　that　the　lab'ring　neat；　As　you；　may　have　their　fill　of　meat。　And　know；　besides；　ye　must　revoke　The　patient　ox　unto　the　yoke；　And　all　go　back　unto　the　plough　And　harrow；　though　they're　hang'd　up　now。　And；　you　must　know；　your　lord's　word's　true；　Feed　him　ye　must；　whose　food　fills　you；　And　that　this　pleasure　is　like　rain；　Not　sent　ye　for　to　drown　your　pain；　But　for　to　make　it　spring　again。


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THE　BRIDE…CAKE

This　day；　my　Julia；　thou　must　make　For　Mistress　Bride　the　wedding…cake：　Knead　but　the　dough；　and　it　will　be　To　paste　of　almonds　turn'd　by　thee；　Or　kiss　it　thou　but　once　or　twice；　And　for　the　bride…cake　there'll　be　spice。


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THE　OLD　WIVES'　PRAYER

Holy…Rood；　come　forth　and　shield　Us　i'　th'　city　and　the　field；　Safely　guard　us；　now　and　aye；　From　the　blast　that　burns　by　day；　And　those　sounds　that　us　affright　In　the　dead　of　dampish　night；　Drive　all　hurtful　fiends　us　fro；　By　the　time　the　cocks　first　crow。


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THE　BELL…MAN

From　noise　of　scare…fires　rest　ye　free　From　murders；　Benedicite；　From　all　mischances　that　may　fright　Your　pleasing　slumbers　in　the　night　Mercy　secure　ye　all；　and　keep　The　goblin　from　ye；　while　ye　sleep。　Past　one　a　clock；　and　almost　two；　My　masters　all；　'Good　day　to　you。'


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TO　THE　GENIUS　OF　HIS　HOUSE

Command　the　roof；　great　Genius；　and　from　thence　Into　this　house　pour　down　thy　influence；　That　through　each　room　a　golden　pipe　may　run　Of　living　water　by　thy　benizon；　Fulfil　the　larders；　and　with　strength'ning　bread　Be　ever…more　these　bins　replenished。　Next；　like　a　bishop　consecrate　my　ground；　That　lucky　fairies　here　may　dance　their　round；　And；　after　that；　lay　down　some　silver　pence；　The　master's　charge　and　care　to　recompence。　Charm　then　the　chambers；　make　the　beds　for　ease；　More　than　for　peevish　pining　sicknesses；　Fix　the　foundation　fast；　and　let　the　roof　Grow　old　with　time；　but　yet　keep　weather…proof。


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HIS　GRANGE；　OR　PRIVATE　WEALTH

Though　clock；　To　tell　how　night　draws　hence；　I've　none；　A　cock　I　have　to　sing　how　day　draws　on：　I　have　A　maid；　my　Prue；　by　good　luck　sent；　To　save　That　little；　Fates　me　gave　or　lent。　A　hen　I　keep；　which；　creeking　day　by　day；　Tells　when　She　goes　her　long　white　egg　to　lay：　A　goose　I　have；　which；　with　a　jealous　ear；　Lets　loose　Her　tongue；　to　tell　what　danger's　near。　A　lamb　I　keep；　tame；　with　my　morsels　fed；　Whose　dam　An　orphan　left　him；　lately　dead：　A　cat　I　keep；　that　plays　about　my　house；　Grown　fat　With　eating　many　a　miching　mouse：　To　these　A　Trasy　I　do　keep；　whereby　I　please　The　more　my　rural　privacy：　Which　are　But　toys；　to　give　my　heart　some　ease：　Where　care　None　is；　slight　things　do　lightly　please。


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A　PASTORAL　UPON　THE　BIRTH　OF　PRINCE　CHARLES：　PRESENTED　TO　THE　KING；　AND　SET　BY　MR　NIC。　LANIERE

THE　SPEAKERS：　MIRTILLO；　AMINTAS；　AND　AMARILLIS

AMIN。　Good　day；　Mirtillo。　　MIRT。　And　to　you　no　less；　And　all　fair　signs　lead　on　our　shepherdess。　AMAR。　With　all　white　luck　to　you。　　MIRT。　But　say；　What　news　Stirs　in　our　sheep…walk？　　AMIN。　None；　save　that　my　ewes；　My　wethers；　lambs；　and　wanton　kids　are　well；　Smooth；　fair；　and　fat；　none　better　I　can　tell：　Or　that　this　day　Menalchas　keeps　a　feast　For　his　sheep…shearers。　　MIRT。　True；　these　are　the　least。　But　dear　Amintas；　and　sweet　Amarillis；　Rest　but　a　while　here　by　this　bank　of　lilies；　And　lend　a　gentle　ear　to　one　report　The　country　has。　　AMIN。　From　whence？　　AMAR。　From　whence？　　MIRT。　The　Court。　Three　days　before　the　shutting…in　of　May；　（With　whitest　wool　be　ever　crown'd　that　day！）　To　all　our　joy；　a　sweet…faced　child　was　born；　More　tender　than　the　childhood　of　the　morn。　CHORUS：Pan　pipe　to　him；　and　bleats　of　lambs　and　sheep　Let　lullaby　the　pretty　prince　asleep！　MIRT。　And　that　his　birth　should　be　more　singular；　At　noon　of　day　was　seen　a　silver　star；　Bright　as　the　wise　men's　torch；　which　guided　them　To　God's　sweet　babe；　when　born　at　Bethlehem；　While　golden　angels；　some　have　told　to　me；　Sung　out　his　birth　with　heav'nly　minstrelsy。　AMIN。　O　rare！　　But　is't　a　trespass；　if　we　three　Should　wend　along　his　baby…ship　to　see？　MIRT。　Not　so；　not　so。　　CHOR。　But　if　it　chance　to　prove　At　most　a　fault；　'tis　but　a　fault　of　love。　AMAR。　　But；　dear　Mirtillo；　I　have　heard　it　told；　Those　learned　men　brought　incense；　myrrh；　and　gold；　From　countries　far；　with　store　of　spices　sweet；　And　laid　them　down　for　offerings　at　his　feet。　MIRT。　'Tis　true；　indeed；　and　each　of　us　will　bring　Unto　our　smiling　and　our　blooming　King；　A　neat；　though　not　so　great　an　offering。　AMAR。　　A　garland　for　my　gift　shall　be；　Of　flowers　ne'er　suck'd　by　th'　thieving　bee；　And　all　most　sweet；　yet　all　less　sweet　than　he。　AMIN。　And　I　will　bear　along　with　you　Leaves　dropping　down　the　honied　dew；　With　oaten　pipes；　as　sweet；　as　new。　MIRT。　And　I　a　sheep…hook　will　bestow　To　have　his　little　King…ship　know；　As　he　is　Prince；　he's　Shepherd　too。　CHOR。　Come；　let's　away；　and　quickly　let's　be　drest；　And　quickly　give：the　swiftest　grace　is　best。　And　when　before　him　we　have　laid　our　treasures；　We'll　bless　the　babe：then　back　to　country　pleasures。


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A　DIALOGUE　BETWIXT　HIMSELF　AND　MISTRESS　ELIZA　WHEELER；　UNDER　THE　NAME　OF　AMARILLIS

My　dearest　Love；　since　thou　wilt　go；　And　leave　me　here　behind　thee；　For　love　or　pity；　let　me　know　The　place　where　I　may　find　thee。

AMARIL。　　In　country　meadows；　pearl'd　with　dew；　And　set　about　with　lilies；　There；　filling　maunds　with　cowslips；　you　May　find　your　Amarillis。

HER。　　What　have　the　meads　to　do　with　thee；　Or　with　thy　youthful　hours？　Live　thou　at　court；　where　thou　mayst　be　The　queen　of　men；　not　flowers。

Let　country　wenches　make　'em　fine　With　posies；　since　'tis　fitter　For　thee　with　richest　gems　to　shine；　And　like　the　stars　to　glitter。

AMARIL。　　You　set　too…high　a　rate　upon　A　shepherdess　so　homely。　HER。　　Believe　it；　dearest；　there's　not　one　I'　th'　court　that's　half　so　comely。

I　prithee　stay。　　AMARIL。　　I　must　away；　Let's　kiss　first；　then　we'll　sever；　AMBO　　And　though　we　bid　adieu　to　day；　We　shall　not　part　for　ever。


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A　BUCOLIC　BETWIXT　TWO；　LACON　AND　THYRSIS

LACON。　　For　a　kiss　or　two；　confess；　What　doth　cause　this　pensiveness；　Thou　most　lovely　neat…herdess？　Why　so　lonely　on　the　hill？　Why　thy　pipe　by　thee　so　still；　That　erewhile　was　heard　so　shrill？　Tell　me；　do　thy　kine　now　fail　To　fulfil　the　milking…pail？　Say；　what　is't　that　thou　dost　ail？

THYR。　　None　of　these；　but　out；　alas！　A　mischance　is　come　to　pass；　And　I'll　tell　thee　what　it　was：　See；　mine　eyes　are　weeping　ripe。　LACON。　　Tell；　and　I'll　lay　down　my　pipe。

THYR。　　I　have　lost　my　lovely　steer；　That　to　me　was　far　more　dear　Than　these　kine　which　I　milk　here；　Broad　of　forehead；　large　of　eye；　Party…colour'd　like　a　pye；　Smooth　in　each　limb　as　a　die；　Clear　of　hoof；　and　clear　of　horn；　Sharply　pointed　as　a　thorn；　With　a　neck　by　yoke　unworn；　From　the　which　hung　down　by　strings；　Balls　of　cowslips；　daisy　rings；　Interplaced　with　ribbonings；　Faultless　every　way　for　shape；　Not　a　straw　could　him　escape；　Ever　gamesome　as　an　ape；　But　yet　harmless　as　a　sheep。　Pardon；　Lacon；　if　I　weep；　Tears　will　spring　where　woes　are　deep。　Now；　ai　me！　　ai　me！　　Last　night　Came　a　mad　dog；　and　did　bite；　Ay；　and　kill'd　my　dear　delight。

LACON　　Alack；　for　grief！　THYR。　　But　I'll　be　brief。　Hence　I　must；　for　time　doth　call　Me；　and　my　sad　playmates　all；　To　his　evening　funeral。　Live　long；　Lacon；　so　adieu！

LACON　Mournful　maid；　farewell　to　you；　Earth　afford　ye　flowers　to　strew！


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A　PASTORAL　SUNG　TO　THE　KING

MONTANO；　SILVIO；　AND　MIRTILLO；　SHEPHERDS

MON。　　Bad　are　the　times。　　SIL。　　And　worse　than　they　are　we。　MON。　　Troth；　bad　are　both；　worse　fruit；　and　ill　the　tree：　The　feast　of　shepherds　fail。　　SIL。　　None　crowns　the　cup　Of　wassail　now；　or　sets　th