Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ My health is farthest off I see: and fresher is my wound: Like as the flame doth quench by fire, or streams consume by raigne, So doth the sight that I desire, appease my grief and paine: Like a flie that doth hie, and haste into the fire: So in brief, findes her grief, that thought to sport aspire. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ A proper sonet, Intituled: I smile to see how you deuise. To anie pleasant tune. Smile to see how you deuise, New masking nets my eies to bleare: your self you cannot so disguise: But as you are, you must appeare. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Content your selfe with your estate, Impute no shame to fickle fate: With wrong attempts, increase no wealth, Regard the state of prosperous health: And think on me, when I am dead: Whom such delights haue lewdly led. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ It is the waie for to beguile, the Mice that run behind: And if she see them running, Then straightway she is comming: Vpon their head she claps her foote, To striue with her it is no boote. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ That I embrace that froward is? ¶The Lions noble minde, His raging mood (you know) oft staies, When beasts do yeeld by kinde, On them (forsooth) he neuer praies: Then sithence that I am your thrall, To ease my smart on you I call. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ For Diana brought it thus to passe, and plaied her part, So that poore Acteon changed was to a hugie Hart, And did beare, naught but haire: In this change, Which is as true as strange, And thus did he range, Abroad [Leaf B. vj is wanting.] ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Least flinging fancies in their brow, do breed you care: And at the first giue them the checke, Least they at last giue you the geck, And scornfully disdaine ye then, In faith there are such kind of men. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ And think how for thy loue alone, I purchase partly hate. ¶But all is one with me, my heart so setled is: No friend, nor foe, nor want of wealth, shall neuer hurt in this. ¶Be constant now therefore, and faithfull to the end? Be carefull how we both may do, to be ech others friend. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ He naught regards my flaming fire, Alas why doth he serue me so? Whose fained teares I did beleeue, And wept to heare his wailing voice, But now, alas, too soon I preeue Al men are false, there is no choice. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ The principle of selection in the present text seems chiefly to have consisted in the exclusion of all poems on religious subjects, political affairs or distinguished persons; and also of all others on the monstrosities or wonderments of the hour to the description of which so many of the early Elizabethan ballads were devoted. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ And eke auowed by Paul indeede, Virginitie is accepted, a thing high in Gods sight: Though marriage is selected, a thing to be most right: yet must I praise Virginitie, For I would faine a Virgin be. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Ou Ladies falsly deemd, of anie fault or crime: Command your pensiue harts to help this dolefull tune of mine: For spitefull men there are, that faults would fain espie: Alas, what heart would heare their talke, but willingly would die. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Of all the grief and care you beare, as plainely it is showne: Then why should men take heed, thy counsell is vnfit: Thou sparedst to speak, and faildst to speed, thy will had banisht wit. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Where they might louingly imbrace, in loues delight: That he might see his Thisbies face, and she his sight: In ioyful case, she approcht the place, where she her Pyramus Had thought to viewd, but was renewd, to them most dolorous. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ That valiantly thy foes did foile, with speare and shield: Tantara tara tantara, me thinks I heare it still, Thy sounding praise, abroad to raise, with trump that is most shrill, Tantara tara tantara, &c. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ They gape to get that doth no good: Now down, now vp, as tapsters vse to tosse ye Cup One breedeth ioy, another breeds as great anoy ¶Some loue for wealth, and some for hue, And none of both these loues are true. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ The painefull plight of a Louer oppressed with the beautifull looks of his Lady. To the tune of, I loued her ouer wel. Hen as thy eies, ye wretched spies did breed my cause of care: And sisters three did full agree, my fatall threed to spare. Then let these words ingrauen be, on toomb whereas I lie, That here lies one whom spiteful loue, hath caused for to die. ¶Somtimes I spend the night to end, in dolors and in woe: Somtime againe vnto my pain, my chiefest ioy doth grow. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Go play, go seeke out Dame pleasure: You are a trim treasure, Wise women be daintie, Of fooles there be plentie, &c. ¶If I might aduise ye, few words shuld suffice ye and yet you shold bestow them wel: Maids must be manerly, not ful of scurility, wherein I see you do excel, Farewel good Nicibicetur, God send you a sweeter, A lustie lim lifter, you are a trim shifter, &c. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ As wauering as the aspen leaf they are, so God me saue. ¶For no deserts of men are wei [ghe] d, what ere they be: For in a mood their minds are led with new delights we see. ¶The guiltlesse goeth to wrack, the gorgeous peacocks gay: They do esteem vpon no cause, and turne their friends away. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ The Louer complaineth the absence of his Ladie, wisheth for death. To, the new Almaine. Ith spitefull spite hath spide her time, my wished ioies to end: And drowping dread hath driuen me now from my new chosen friend: I can but waile the want, of this my former ioie: Sith spiteful force hath sought so long, my blisse for to annoie. ¶But though it be our chance asunder for to be, My heart in pawne til we do meet, Shal stil remaine with thee: And then we shall renue, our sugred pleasures past: And ioue that loue, that seekes no change, whilst life in vs do last. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Your azured veines much like the skies, Your siluer teeth, your Christall eies. Your Corall lips, your crimson cheeks, That Gods and men both loue and leekes, ¶Your pretie mouth with diuers gifts, Which driueth wise men to their shifts: So braue, so fine, so trim, so yong, With heauenlie wit and pleasant tongue, That Pallas though she did excell, Could frame ne tel a tale so well. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Fain wold I haue a pretie thing to giue vnto my Ladie. To the tune of lustie Gallant. ¶Fain would I haue a pretie thing, to giue vnto my Ladie: I name no thing, nor I meane no thing, But as pretie a thing as may bee. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ To the tune of the Mirchaunts Daughter went ouer the fielde. Ayde will ye loue me yea or no? tell me the trothe, and let me goe. It can be no lesse then a sinfull deed, trust me truely, To linger a Louer that lookes to speede in due time duely. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ My life and death in thee remaines. ¶If constant loue may reape his hire, And faith vnfained may purchace: Great hope I haue to my desire. Your gentle hart wil grant me grace, Til then (my deer) in few words plaine, In pensiue thoughts I shall remaine. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ A Nosegaie alvvaies sweet, for Lovers to send for Tokens, of loue, at Newyeres tide, or for fairings, as they in their minds shall be disposed to write. Nosegaie lacking flowers fresh, to you now I do send. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ The Louer complaineth the losse of his Ladie To Cecilia Pauin. Eart, what makes thee thus to be, in extreame heauinesse? If care do cause all thy distresse, Why seekest thou not some redresse, to ease thy carefulnesse? ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ He soaring hawk from fist that flies, her Falconer doth constraine: Sometime to range the ground vnknown, to find her out againe: And if by sight or sound of bell, his falcon he may see: Wo ho he cries, with cheerful voice, the gladdest man is he. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ And yet, full oft it dooth 44 A Nosegaie lacking flowers 3 An other Lord of high 30 As nature hath you deckt 22 As one without refuge 20 As she began to shoot 23 As they in water stood 23 A thousand good women 49 ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Whose sugred force my hart doth moue, And eke my will so sure hath sworne. that Fortunes lore, no more, though I therefore, did life abhor [r] e: Shall neuer make, Forgetful dewes my heat to slake. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Lies chaste without moouing, And needeth no threatning, For feare of wel beating. For feare of wel beating. ¶The boy is gone lurking, Good Ladies be working, dispatch a while that we had done, The tide will not tarrie, All times it doth varie, The day doth passe, I see the Sun, [? One line omitted by the Printer.] ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Whose baite hath brought me to my baine, and caught me from my Books: Wherefore, for you, my praier shall be, to send you better grace, That modestie with honestie, may guide your youthfull race. Finis quod Thomas Richardson, sometime Student in Cambridge. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Al this was gallant to be seen, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. ¶ They set thee vp, they took thee downe, they serued thee with humilitie, Thy foote might not once touch the ground, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Fie vpon Loue and all his Lawes. ¶Like Piramus, I sigh and grone, VVhom Stonie wals, keept from his loue, And as the wofull Palemon, A thousand stormes, for thee I prooue, Yet thou a cruell Tigers whelpe, All slaiest the hart, whom thou maist help. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Such toyes as may my health decay: And still will crie, as I haue cause, Fie vpon loue and all his lawes. The Louer being wounded with his Ladies beautie, requireth mercy. To the tune of Apelles. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ Ancient Ballads and Broadsides published in England in the Sixteenth Century, chiefly in the earlier years of the reign of Queen . Reprinted from the unique original copies, mostly in Black Letter, preserved in the Library of Henry Huth, Esq. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ And pitifull she did complaine: ladie, ladie. Requiring fauour, and might not obtaine. My deer ladie. ¶But when she saw, that in no case, She might vnto his loue attaine: And that she could not finde some grace, To ease her long enduring paine, And yat his hart wold not remoue, Lady, ladie Without all cure [s] he died for loue, My deer. [ladie.] ¶Besides these matters maruelous, One other thing I wil you tell: Of one whose name was Narcissus, A man whose beautie doth excel. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ And common folke vse common sport. Looke not too hie, Least that a chip fall in thine eie: But hie or lowe, Ye may be sure she is a shrow. ¶But sirs, I vse to tell no tales, Ech fish that swims doth not beare scales, In euerie hedge I finde not thornes: Nor euerie beast doth carrie homes: I saie not so, That euerie woman causeth wo: That were too broad, Who loueth not venom must shun the tode. ”
Clement Robinson, A Handful of Pleasant Delights (1878)
“ A moralization at i. 383. Raging loue [i.e., Lord Surrey's poem, "When raging love with extreme pain."—Tottel's Misc. 1557.] 17 i. 305, 340, 342, 355, 360, 401 Row wel ye Marriners 20 Salisburie Plaine 37 i. 355. ”
