The other onne Seyncte Powle's goode gate, 385

A dreery spectacle;

Hys hedde was plac'd onne the hyghe croffe,
Ynne hyghe-streete moft nobile.

Thus was the ende of Bawdin's fate :
Godde profper longe oure kynge,

And grante hee maye, wyth Bawdin's foule,
Ynne heav'n Godd's mercie fynge!

390

A SONNET

MADE ON

ISABELLA MARKHAME,

WHEN I FIRSTE THOUGHT HER FAYER, AS SHE STOOD AT THE PRINCESS's WINDOWE, IN GOODLY E

ATTYRE, AND

TALKEDE TO DYVERS IN THE COURTE

YARD.

BY JOHN HARINGTON, ESQ. *

I.

WHENCE Comes my love, O hearte, disclose,

'Twas from cheeks that fhamed the rofe;
From lips that fpoyle the rubies prayse;
From eyes that mock the diamond's blaze.
Whence comes my woe, as freely owne,
Ah me! 'twas from a hearte lyke stone.

II.

The blushynge cheek speakes modest mynde,
The lipps befitting wordes mofte kynde;
The eye does tempte to love's defyre,
And seems to say, 'tis Cupid's fire;

Yet all fo faire, but speake my moane,
Syth noughte dothe faye the hearte of stone.

* Born 15..; dyed 1582.

III.

Why thus, my love, fo kynde befpeake,

Sweet lyppe, fweet eye, fweet blufhynge cheeke, Yet not a hearte to fave my paine,

O Venus, take thy giftes again:

Make not fo faire to cause our moane,

Or make a hearte that's lyke our owne..

EPIGRAMS.

BY SIR JOHN HARINGTON, KT.

OF PLAINE DEALING.

My writings oft difplease you: what's the matter?

You loue not to hear truth, nor I to flatter.

TO AN ILL READER.

The verses, Sextus, thou dooft read, are mine; But with bad reading thou wilt make them thine.

OF TREASON.

Treafon doth never prosper, what's the reason
For if it profper, none dare call it Treason.

OF FORTUNE.

Fortune, men say, doth giue too much to many : But yet shee never gaue enough to any.

* Born 15.1; dyed 1612.

OF TWO THAT WERE

MARRIED AND

VNDONE.

A fond yong couple, making haste to marry,
Without their parents will, or friends confent,
After one month their marriage did repent,
And faid unto the Bishops Ordinary,
That this their act, fo vndifcreetly done,
Might by his more difcretion be vndone.
Vpon which motion he awhile did paufe:
At length, he for their comforts to them said,
It had beene better (friends) that you had staid:
But now you are fo hampered in the Lawes,

That I this knot may not vntye (my fonne)
Yet I will grant you both fhall be vndone.