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If nipping neede L EGITTIMVS constraynde,
in hande to grype the heauie Hammer great:
With which through wante his Princely corps he paynde,
on stythie hard, in V VLCANS trade to beat.
If he (I say) of crowned king the sonne,
by fate was forste such bitter blastes to bide:
Dispaire not thou thy wrackfull race to runne.
for welth as shade from eche estate doth slide.
Pluck vp thy harte, thy hap not yet so harde,
since Princes great haue felt a fall more deepe:
King D IONISE from regall rule debarde,

The wante of Coyne so grypes my brest,
That what to doe I know not best,
I trudge, I toyle, I seeke, I sue,
But aye good hap bids me adue.

The Golden worlde is past sayth some,
But nowe say I that worlde is come:
Now all things may for Golde be had,
For gayne of Golde, both good and bad.
Now honour hie for Golde is bought,
That earst of greater price was thought.
For Golde the Foole alofte doth rise,
And ofte is plaste aboue the wise.
For Golde the subtile shewe their skill,
For Golde the wicked winne their will.
For Golde who shunnes to wrest a wrong,
And make it seeme as right and strong?
Who spares to pleade as pleaseth thee,

De Wilde! 'tis not for thy acknowledged skill
In Languages , though that is something still;
It is not for thy Pencil , though the art,
Ev'n in a stranger, wins from me my heart,
And in a friend has a yet dearer spell,
That doth not only win — it binds as well:
It is not for thy Minstrelsy , though few
More than myself, admire and covet too,
Thy happy muse; nor is it for thy mind,
In which such varied knowledge is enshrined; —
'Tis not for these I love thee, and am proud
To call thee friend, and be as such avowed

The bitter smarte that straines my mated minde,
Through quelling cares that threate my woful wrack:
Doth prick me on against my wyll I finde,
To pleade for grace, or else to pine in lack.
As fainting soule sokt vp with sickly paine,
Prayeth Phisicks aide in hope of helth againe.

Whilste Sea roomes serues, the shipman feares no foyle,
In quiet Porte there needes no Pilotes Arte:
But when through wearie winters tyring toyle,
Cleere Sommers calmes to carefull clowds conuarte.
And streaming stormes at hand do danger threate,

On receiving from her a Purse.

This present, wrought by thy fair hands for me,
Sweet friend! believe me, I shall dearly prize,
For it will waken kindly thoughts of thee,
(Thoughts ever welcome!) when it meets my eyes.

And, while it wakes those welcome thoughts, 'twill bring
Dear recollections of affection, taught
To part with all its former sorrowing,
And taste of feelings that are rapture-fraught.

Not that there needs this token to restore,
To the fond eye of mind or memory,

I love thee for thy friendship, which to me
Hath still been true while all were false beside:
I love thee for thy love of Poesy,
And for thy art therein — which is thy pride,
And should be so; I love the melody
Which dwells deep in thy soul, and in a tide
Of silver-toned absorbing witchery,
Rushes upon the listening heart. — Allied
With these fine qualities, I also see
Virtues which raise the heart where they reside
Above the cold world's level: and must be
Prized as gems rich and rare, to most denied:

Some onely for disporte, a kinde of myrth doth rayse,
For which of some they finde dislyke, of some they purchase prayse.
The Tale that some clowte vp, with rude vnciuill sence,
Doth more delight the eares of some, then sweetest eloquence.
The Foole sometimes doth please, when wise aside are shake,
Then true it is that euery thing, is as men liste it take.

Who hath by knowledge skyll, of euery foote the length,
Or can he always hit the marke, it drawes the greatest strength?

The valiant minde, by venture gaines the Goale,
Whyles fearefull wightes in doubt doe blow the coale.

I.

I look upon the changing leaves,
Their lights and shades I view,
As every lessening bough receives
A sweetly-varied hue:
My heart, ev'n while admiring, grieves,
And turns from them to YOU !

II.

Unto those leaves I liken thee,
For thou, like them, canst boast —
Yet in more bountiful degree,
Of charms a varying host,
So sweet and changeable, that we