The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies. Volume 2 of 2. — John Shaqi
The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies. Volume 2 of 2.Davies, John, Sir
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The Complete Poems of Sir John Davies. Volume 2 of 2.
Davies, John, Sir
Davies, John, Sir, 1569-1626; English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700
[Footnote 135: = slipper-shoes. G.]
7* Into the midle Temple of my harte
the wanton Cupid did him[s]elfe admitt
and gaue for pledge yo^{r} Eagle-[s]ighted witt
Y^{t} he wold play noe rude vncivill parte:
Longe tyme he cloak'te his nature w^{th} his arte
and [s]add and graue and [s]ober he did [s]itt,
but at the la[s]t he gan to reuell it,
to breake good rules, and orders to peruerte:
Then loue and his younge pledge were both conuented
before [s]add[136] Rea[s]on, that old Bencher graue,
who this [s]add [s]entence vnto him pre[s]ented
by dilligence, y^{t} [s]lye and [s]ecreate knaue
That loue and witt, for euer [s]hold departe
out of the midle Temple of my harte.
[Footnote 136: = serious; and so 'sadly' = seriously, e. g. Skelton:
"I have not offended, I trust,
If it be _sadly_ discust." G.
]
8* My ca[s]e is this, I loue Zepheria brighte,
Of her I hold my harte by fealtye:
W^{ch} I di[s]charge to her perpetuallye,
Yet [s]he thereof will neuer me accquite.
for now [s]uppo[s]inge I w^{th} hold her righte
[s]he hathe di[s]treinde my harte to [s]atisfie
the duty w^{ch} I neuer did denye,
and far away impounds it w^{th} de[s]pite;
I labor therefore iu[s]tlie to repleaue[137]
my harte w^{ch} she vniu[s]tly doth impounde
but quick conceite w^{ch} nowe is loue's highe Sheife
retornes it as e[s]loynde, not to be founde:
Then w^{ch} the lawe affords I onely craue
her harte for myne in wit her name to haue.
[Footnote 137: = recover (a legal term) G.]
9* To Loue my lord I doe knightes [s]eruice owe
and therefore nowe he hath my witt in warde,
but while it is in his tuition [s]oe
me thincks he doth intreate it pa[s][s]inge hard;
for thoughe he hathe it marryed longe agoe
to Vanytie, a wench of noe regarde,
and nowe to full, and perfect age doth growe,
Yet nowe of freedome it is mo[s]t debarde.
But why [s]hould loue after minoritye
when I am pa[s]t the one and twentith yeare
perclude my witt of his [s]weete libertye,
and make it [s]till y^{e} yoake of ward[s]hippe beare.
I feare he hath an other Title gott
and holds my witte now for an Ideott.
M^{r} Dauyes.
VI. MINOR POEMS.
Minor Poems.
I. _Yet other Twelve Wonders of the World._[138]
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