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Floods weepe their springs aboue their bounds, (10) And Eccho wailes to see my woe: The roabe of ruthe doth cloath the grounds, Floods, Eccho, grounds, why doe ye all these teares |(bestow?

The Trees, the Rocks and Flocks replie, The Birds, the Winds, the Beasts report: (15) Floods, Eccho, grounds for sorrow crie, We greeue since Phillis nill kinde Damons loue con-||(sort.

FINIS. Thom. Lodge.

¶ The Shepheard Musidorus his complaint. +Printed in The Countesse of Pembroke’s Arcadia , (1590), Bk I, Ch.18, p. 77; cited in Abraham Fraunce, The Arcadian Rhetoric , (1588), the first line as an example of paronomasia, sig. D5v, the whole verse as an example of prosopopeia, sig. G3v. The song also occurs in the first chapter of The Old Arcadia , p. 36, when Cleophila, looking for Musidorus, sees ‘one coming towards her, in the apparel of a shepherd [Musidorus], with his arms hanging down, going a kind of languishing pace, with his eyes sometimes cast up to heaven as though his fancies strave to mount up higher, sometimes thrown down to the ground as if the earth could not bear the burdens of his pains. At length she heard him, with a lamentable tune, sing these few verses’. Other copies are in: C: Kk.1.5(2), 1584, fol.59; C5: 308/I.7, c.1581, fol. 22; F: H.b.1, c. 1600, fol. 19v; HN: HM 162, c. 1585, fol. 15; L: Add.38892, c. 1590, fol. 20v; L: Add. 41204, c. 1590, fol. 19; L: Add. 41498, c. 1590, fol.1v; L: Add. 61821, c. 1595, fol. 14v; O: e Museo 37, c. 1588, fol. 23; O2: MS. 301, c. 1585, fol. 12. Author: Sir Philip Sidney. Structure (May/Ringler): 10: ababbcbcdd10

C Ome Shepheards weedesclothing , become your Masters mind, Yeeld outward shew, what inward change hee tries: Nor be abash’d, since such a guest you finde, Whose strongest hope in your weake comfort lies.  Come Shepheards weedesclothing , attend my wofull cries, Disuse your selues frombecome accustomed to  sweete  Menalcas  voyce: For other be those tunes which sorrow ties, From those cleare notes which freely may reioyce. Then poure out plaintslaments , and in one word say this:  Helplesse his plaintlament , who spoiles him selfe of blisse. 

FINIS. S. Phil. Sidney.