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T. Richardson.
1584.
Sonets and Histories, to sundrie new Tunes.
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A proper new Song made by a Studient in Cambridge, To the tune of I wish to see those happy daies.

IWhich was once a happie wight,
and hie in Fortunes grace:
And which did spend my golden prime,
in running pleasures race,
Am now enforst of late,
contrariwise to mourne,
Since fortune ioies, into annoies,
my former state to turne.

¶ The toiling oxe, the horse, the asse,
haue time to take their rest,
Yea all things else which Nature wrought,
sometimes haue ioies in brest:
Saue onelie I and such
which vexed are with paine:
For still in teares, my life it weares,
and so I must remaine.

¶ How oft haue I in folded armes,
enioied my delight,
How oft haue I excuses made,
of her to haue a sight?
But now to fortunes wil,
I caused am to bow.
And for to reape a hugie heape,
which youthful yeares did sow.

¶ Wherefore all ye which do as yet,
remaine and bide behind:
Whose eies dame beauties blazing beams,
as yet did neuer blind.
Example let me be,
to you and other more:
Whose heauie hart, hath felt the smart,
subdued by Cupids lore.