That might before haue liued their time, and Nature out: Then did she sing, as one that thought, no man could her reproue, The falling out of faythfull frendes, renuyng is of loue.
(25) She sayd she saw no fish ne foule, nor beast within her haunt, That met a straunger in their kinde, but could giue it a taunt: Since flesh might not endure, but rest must wrath succeede, And force the fight to fall to play, in pasture where they feede. So noble Nature can well end, the worke she hath begone, (30) And bridle well that will not cease, her tragedie in some: Thus in song she oft rehearst, as did her well behoue, The falling out of faithfull frendes, renuyng is of loue.
I maruaile much pardy quoth she, for to behold the rout, To see man, woman, boy and beast, to tosse the world about: (35) Some kneele, some couche, some becke, some checke, & some cā smothly smile, And some embrace others in arme, and there thinke many a wile. Some stand a loofe at cap, and knee, some humble and some stout, Yet are they neuer frendes in deede, vntill they once fall out: Thus ended she her song, and sayd before she did remoue, (40) The fallyng out of faythfull frendes, renuyng is of loue.
FINIS. M. Edwardes.
51. Thinke to dye. +
T He life is long, which lothsomely doe last, The dolefull dayes, draw slowly to their date: The present pangues, and painefull plagues forepast, Yeldes grief aye greene, to stablish his estate, (5) So that I feele in this great storme and strife, That death is sweete, that shortneth such a life.
And by the stroke, of this straunge ouerthrow, All which conflict, in thraldome I was thrust: The Lord be praysed, I am well taught to know, (10) From whence man came, and eke whereto he must. And by the way, vpon how feeble force, His terme doth stand, till death doth end his course.