¶ The Shepheards dumpe. +See also ‘ Thirsis the Sheepheard, to his Pipe’ * and Phoenix Nest , ‘Like desart woods, with darksome shades obscured’ *. In his edition of The Works of … Surrey and … Wyatt , II (1816), 543, G.F. Nott asserts that the poem was written in imitation of Wyatt’s ‘The louers life compared to the Alpes’, Tottel *. The source of Wyatt’s poem is to be found in a poem in Jacopo Sannazaro’s Rime , part III (1531), 49v. Author: Attributed to Sir Edward Dyer, and to Thomas Lodge in Phoenix Nest . Structure (May/Ringler): 15: 5×3 abb10, same rhymes throughout.
L Ike desart Woods, with darksome shades obscured, Where dreadfull beasts, where hatefull horror raigneth, Such is my wounded heart, whom sorrow paineth.
The Trees are fatall shafts, to death inuredaccustomed , (5) That cruell loue within my heart maintaineth, To whetsharpen my griefe, when as my sorrow wainethsubsides .
The ghastly beasts, my thoughts in caresgriefs assured, Which wadgewage me warre, whilst heart no succour gaineth, With false suspect, and feare that still remaineth.
(10) The horrors, burning sighs, by caresgriefs procured, Which forth I send, whilst weeping eye complaineth, To coole the heate the helplesse heart containeth.
But shafts, but caresgriefs , sighs, horrors vnrecuredunremedied , Were nought esteem’d, if for their paines awarded, (15) Your Shepheards loue might be by you regarded.
FINIS. S. E. D.
¶ The Nimph Dianaes Song. +Printed in Yong, Diana (1598), pp. 132-3. Overhead by Selvagia and Syrenus, Diana ‘at the fountaine of the Sicamours… Her haire hung downe loose from her head behinde, and gathered vp with carnation stringe, and parted in the middes: her eies fixed on the ground, and somtimes looking into the cleere fountaine, and wiping away some teares, that nowe and then trickled downe her beautifull cheekes, she sung this Dittie’. Reprinted in The Card of Courtship (1653), p. 95. Author: Bartholomew Yong. Structure (May/Ringler): 46: 11×4, 1×2, abab4troch., aa4troch.
W Hen that I poore soule was borne, I was borne vnfortunate: Presently the Fates had sworne, To fore-tell my haplesseunfortunate state.