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lirik lagu joan hart & william squire - a lover's complaint

from off a hill whose concave womb reworded
a plaintful story from a sistering vale
my spirits to attend this double voice accorded
and down i laid to list the sad~tuned tale;
ere long espied a fickle maid full pale
tearing of papers, breaking rings a~twain
storming her world with sorrow’s wind and rain

upon her head a platted hive of straw
which fortified her visage from the sun
whereon the thought might think sometime it saw
the carcass of beauty spent and done:
time had not scythed all that youth begun
nor youth all quit; but, spitе of heaven’s fell ragе
some beauty peep’d through lattice of sear’d age

oft did she heave her napkin to her eyne
which on it had conceited characters
laundering the silken figures in the brine
that season’d woe had pelleted in tears
and often reading what contents it bears;
as often shrieking undistinguish’d woe
in clamours of all size, both high and low

sometimes her levell’d eyes their carriage ride
as they did battery to the spheres intend;
sometime diverted their poor b~lls are tied
to the orbed earth; sometimes they do extend
their view right on; anon their gazes lend
to every place at once, and, nowhere fix’d
the mind and sight distractedly commix’d
her hair, nor loose nor tied in formal plat
proclaim’d in her a careless hand of pride
for some, untuck’d, descended her sheaved hat
hanging her pale and pined cheek beside;
some in her threaden fillet still did bide
and true to bondage would not break from thence
though slackly braided in loose negligence

a thousand favours from a maund she drew
of amber, crystal, and of beaded jet
which one by one she in a river threw
upon whose weeping margent she was set;
like usury, applying wet to wet
or monarch’s hands that let not bounty fall
where want cries some, but where excess begs all

of folded schedules had she many a one
which she perused, sigh’d, tore, and gave the flood;
crack’d many a ring of posied gold and bone
bidding them find their sepulchres in mud;
found yet moe letters sadly penn’d in blood
with sleided silk feat and affectedly
enswathed, and seal’d to curious secrecy

these often bathed she in her fluxive eyes
and often kiss’d, and often ‘gan to tear:
cried ‘o false blood, thou register of lies
what unapproved witness dost thou bear!
ink would have seem’d more black and d~mned here!’
this said, in top of rage the lines she rents
big discontent so breaking their contents
a reverend man that grazed his cattle nigh~~
sometime a bl~sterer, that the ruffle knew
of court, of city, and had let go by
the swiftest hours, observed as they flew~~
towards this afflicted fancy fastly drew
and, privileged by age, desires to know
in brief the grounds and motives of her woe

so slides he down upon his grained bat
and comely~distant sits he by her side;
when he again desires her, being sat
her grievance with his hearing to divide:
if that from him there may be aught applied
which may her suffering ecstasy assuage
’tis promised in the charity of age

‘father,’ she says, ‘though in me you behold
the injury of many a blasting hour
let it not tell your judgment i am old;
not age, but sorrow, over me hath power:
i might as yet have been a spreading flower
fresh to myself, if i had self~applied
love to myself and to no love beside

‘but, woe is me! too early i attended
a youthful suit~~it was to gain my grace~~
of one by nature’s outwards so commended
that maidens’ eyes stuck over all his face:
love lack’d a dwelling, and made him her place;
and when in his fair parts she did abide
she was new lodged and newly deified
‘his browny locks did hang in crooked curls;
and every light occasion of the wind
upon his lips their silken parcels hurls
what’s sweet to do, to do will aptly find:
each eye that saw him did enchant the mind
for on his visage was in little drawn
what largeness thinks in paradise was sawn

‘small show of man was yet upon his chin;
his phoenix down began but to appear
like unsh~rn velvet on that termless skin
whose bare out~bragg’d the web it seem’d to wear:
yet show’d his visage by that cost more dear;
and nice affections wavering stood in doubt
if best were as it was, or best without

‘his qualities were beauteous as his form
for maiden~tongued he was, and thereof free;
yet, if men moved him, was he such a storm
as oft ‘twixt may and april is to see
when winds breathe sweet, untidy though they be
his rudeness so with his authorized youth
did livery falseness in a pride of truth

‘well could he ride, and often men would say
‘that horse his mettle from his rider takes:
proud of subjection, n0ble by the sway
what rounds, what bounds, what course, what stop he makes!’
and controversy hence a question takes
whether the horse by him became his deed
or he his manage by the well~doing steed

‘but quickly on this side the verdict went:
his real habitude gave life and grace
to appertainings and to ornament
accomplish’d in himself, not in his case:
all aids, themselves made fairer by their place
came for additions; yet their purposed trim
pieced not his grace, but were all graced by him

‘so on the tip of his subduing tongue
all kinds of arguments and question deep
all replication prompt, and reason strong
for his advantage still did wake and sleep:
to make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep
he had the dialect and different sk!ll
catching all passions in his craft of will:

‘that he did in the general bosom reign
of young, of old; and s~xes both enchanted
to dwell with him in thoughts, or to remain
in personal duty, following where he haunted:
consents bewitch’d, ere he desire, have granted;
and dialogued for him what he would say
ask’d their own wills, and made their wills obey

‘many there were that did his picture get
to serve their eyes, and in it put their mind;
like fools that in th’ imagination set
the goodly objects which abroad they find
of lands and mansions, theirs in thought assign’d;
and labouring in moe pleasures to bestow them
than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them:

‘so many have, that never touch’d his hand
sweetly supposed them mistress of his heart
my woeful self, that did in freedom stand
and was my own fee~simple, not in part
what with his art in youth, and youth in art
threw my affections in his charmed power
reserved the stalk and gave him all my flower

‘yet did i not, as some my equals did
demand of him, nor being desired yielded;
finding myself in honour so forbid
with safest distance i mine honour shielded:
experience for me many bulwarks builded
of proofs new~bleeding, which remain’d the foil
of this false jewel, and his amorous spoil

‘but, ah, who ever shunn’d by precedent
the destined ill she must herself assay?
or forced examples, ‘gainst her own content
to put the by~past perils in her way?
counsel may stop awhile what will not stay;
for when we rage, advice is often seen
by blunting us to make our wits more keen

‘nor gives it satisfaction to our blood
that we must curb it upon others’ proof;
to be forbod the sweets that seem so good
for fear of harms that preach in our behoof
o appetite, from judgment stand aloof!
the one a palate hath that needs will taste
though reason weep, and cry, ‘it is thy last.’

‘for further i could say ‘this man’s untrue,’
and knew the patterns of his foul beguiling;
heard where his plants in others’ orchards grew
saw how deceits were gilded in his smiling;
knew vows were ever brokers to defiling;
thought characters and words merely but art
and b~st~rds of his foul adulterate heart

‘and long upon these terms i held my city
till thus he gan besiege me: ‘gentle maid
have of my suffering youth some feeling pity
and be not of my holy vows afraid:
that’s to ye sworn to none was ever said;
for feasts of love i have been call’d unto
till now did ne’er invite, nor never woo

”all my offences that abroad you see
are errors of the blood, none of the mind;
love made them not: with acture they may be
where neither party is nor true nor kind:
they sought their shame that so their shame did find;
and so much less of shame in me remains
by how much of me their reproach contains

”among the many that mine eyes have seen
not one whose flame my heart so much as warm’d
or my affection put to the smallest teen
or any of my leisures ever charm’d:
harm have i done to them, but ne’er was harm’d;
kept hearts in liveries, but mine own was free
and reign’d, commanding in his monarchy

”look here, what tributes wounded fancies sent me
of paled pearls and rubies red as blood;
figuring that they their passions likewise lent me
of grief and blushes, aptly understood
in bloodless white and the encrimson’d mood;
effects of terror and dear modesty
encamp’d in hearts, but fighting outwardly

”and, lo, behold these talents of their hair
with twisted metal amorously impleach’d
i have received from many a several fair
their kind acceptance weepingly beseech’d
with the annexions of fair gems enrich’d
and deep~brain’d sonnets that did amplify
each stone’s dear nature, worth, and quality

”the diamond,~~why, ’twas beautiful and hard
whereto his invised properties did tend;
the deep~green emerald, in whose fresh regard
weak sights their sickly radiance do amend;
the heaven~hued sapphire and the opal blend
with objects manifold: each several stone
with wit well blazon’d, smiled or made some moan

”lo, all these trophies of affections hot
of pensived and subdued desires the tender
nature hath charged me that i h~~rd them not
but yield them up where i myself must render
that is, to you, my origin and ender;
for these, of force, must your oblations be
since i their altar, you enpatron me

”o, then, advance of yours that phraseless hand
whose white weighs down the airy scale of praise;
take all these similes to your own command
hallow’d with sighs that burning lungs did raise;
what me your minister, for you obeys
works under you; and to your audit comes
their distract parcels in combined sums

”lo, this device was sent me from a nun
or sister sanctified, of holiest note;
which late her n0ble suit in court did shun
whose rarest havings made the blossoms dote;
for she was sought by spirits of richest coat
but kept cold distance, and did thence remove
to spend her living in eternal love

”but, o my sweet, what labour is’t to leave
the thing we have not, mastering what not strives
playing the place which did no form receive
playing patient sports in unconstrained gyves?
she that her fame so to herself contrives
the scars of battle ‘scapeth by the flight
and makes her absence valiant, not her might

”o, pardon me, in that my boast is true:
the accident which brought me to her eye
upon the moment did her force subdue
and now she would the caged cloister fly:
religious love put out religion’s eye:
not to be tempted, would she be immured
and now, to tempt, all liberty procured

”how mighty then you are, o, hear me tell!
the broken bosoms that to me belong
have emptied all their fountains in my well
and mine i pour your ocean all among:
i strong o’er them, and you o’er me being strong
must for your victory us all congest
as compound love to physic your cold breast

”my parts had power to charm a sacred nun
who, disciplined, ay, dieted in grace
believed her eyes when they to assail begun
all vows and consecrations giving place:
o most potential love! vow, bond, nor sp~ce
in thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine
for thou art all, and all things else are thine

”when thou impressest, what are precepts worth
of stale example? when thou wilt inflame
how coldly those impediments stand forth
of wealth, of filial fear, law, kindred, fame!
love’s arms are peace, ‘gainst rule, ‘gainst sense, ‘gainst shame
and sweetens, in the suffering pangs it bears
the aloes of all forces, shocks, and fears

”now all these hearts that do on mine depend
feeling it break, with bleeding groans they pine;
and supplicant their sighs to you extend
to leave the battery that you make ‘gainst mine
lending soft audience to my sweet design
and credent soul to that strong~bonded oath
that shall prefer and undertake my troth.’

‘this said, his watery eyes he did dismount
whose sights till then were levell’d on my face;
each cheek a river running from a fount
with brinish current downward flow’d apace:
o, how the channel to the stream gave grace!
who glazed with crystal gate the glowing roses
that flame through water which their hue encloses

‘o father, what a h~ll of witchcraft lies
in the small orb of one particular tear!
but with the inundation of the eyes
what rocky heart to water will not wear?
what breast so cold that is not warmed here?
o cleft effect! cold modesty, hot wrath
both fire from hence and chill extincture hath

‘for, lo, his passion, but an art of craft
even there resolved my reason into tears;
there my white stole of chastity i daff’d
shook off my sober guards and civil fears;
appear to him, as he to me appears
all melting; though our drops this difference bore
his poison’d me, and mine did him restore

‘in him a plenitude of subtle matter
applied to cautels, all strange forms receives
of burning blushes, or of weeping water
or swooning paleness; and he takes and leaves
in either’s aptness, as it best deceives
to blush at speeches rank to weep at woes
or to turn white and swoon at tragic shows

‘that not a heart which in his level came
could ‘scape the hail of his all~hurting aim
showing fair nature is both kind and tame;
and, veil’d in them, did win whom he would maim:
against the thing he sought he would exclaim;
when he most burn’d in heart~wish’d luxury
he preach’d pure maid, and praised cold chastity

‘thus merely with the garment of a grace
the naked and concealed fiend he cover’d;
that th’ unexperient gave the tempter place
which like a cherubin above them hover’d
who, young and simple, would not be so lover’d?
ay me! i fell; and yet do question make
what i should do again for such a sake

‘o, that infected moisture of his eye
o, that false fire which in his cheek so glow’d
o, that forced thunder from his heart did fly
o, that sad breath his spongy lungs bestow’d
o, all that borrow’d motion seeming owed
would yet again betray the fore~betray’d
and new pervert a reconciled maid!’

- lirik lagu joan hart william squire

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