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Thus things are strangely wrought,

Whiles joyful May doth last. Take May in time': when May is gone,

The pleasant time is past.

All ye that live on earth,

And have your May at will; Rejoice in May, as I do now,

And use your May with skill.

Use May, while that you may,

For May hath but his time ; When all the fruit is gone, it is

Too late the tree to climb.

Your liking and your lust

Is fresh whiles May doth last: When May is gone, of all the year

The pleasant time is past.

Amantium iræ amoris redintegratio est.

[In the Paradise of Dainty Devices.] In going to my naked bed, as one that would have

slept,

I heard a wife sing to her child, that long before

had wept.

She sighed sore, and sang full sweet,' to bring the

babe to rest,

That would not cease, 2 but cried still, in sucking

at her breast. She

her child,

was full weary

of her watch, and grieved with

Then did she say,

She rocked it, and rated it, until on her it smild;

« Now have I found the proverb

true to prove,

" The falling out of faithful friends renewing is ? of

6 love.

Then took I paper, pen, and ink, this proverb for

to write,

In register for to remain of such a worthy wight. As she proceeded thus in song unto her little brat,

matter utter'd she of weight in place whereas

Much

she sat ;

1576,“ rest."

So ed. 1580.-Ed.1576, “ sore."

. So ed.1580.-Ed. 3 So ed. 1580.-Ed.1576, “is the renewing." And proved plain, there was no beast, nor creature

bearing life Could well be known to live in love without discòrd

and strife : Then kissed she her little babe, and sware by God

above, “ The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of

“ love."

“I marvel much, pardie,” quoth she, “ for to

“ behold the rout, " To see man, woman, boy, and beast, to toss the

66 world about; " Some kneel, some crouch, some beck, somo

“ check, and some can smoothly smile, " And some embrace others in arms, and there

“ think many a wile. « Some stand aloof at cap and knee, some humble,

6 and some stout, " Yet are they never friends indeed untill they once

« fall out.” Thus ended she her song, and said, before she did

remove, “ The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of

“ love."

THOMAS TUSSER

Was born (says Mr. Warton) at Rivenhall, in Essex, about

the year 1523, and died in London, 1580. He was of an ancient family : was first placed as a chorister in the col. legiate chapel of the castle of Wailingford; then impressed into the king's chapel, from whence he was admitted into the choir of St. Paul's cathedral, and completed his education at Eton, and Trinity-college, Cambridge. From hence he was called up to court by his patron, William lord Paget; but, at the end of about ten years, exchanged the life of a courtier for the profession of a farmer, which he successively practised at Ratwood in Sussex, Ipswich, Fairstead, Norwich, and many other places. He was also, for some time, a singing-man in Norwich cathedral : but he prospered no where; and every period of his singular life seems to have been marked by the ceaseless persecu

tions of Fortune. At Ratwood he composed bis “ Hundreth good points of

“ Husbandrie,” which was first printed in 1557, and passed through many subsequent editions (with improvements) which are diligently enumerated in Ritson's Bibliographia. That by Denham in 1580 took the title of “ Five “ hundreth pointes of good husbandrie, as well for the “ champion or open countrie, as also for the woodland, or “ severall, mixed in everie month, with huswiferie, over and “ besides the booke of huswiferie. Corrected, better ordered,

" and newlie augmented to a fourth part more.” &c. It was finally reprinted (says the London Review for May,

1800) in 1710, with notes and observations by Mr. Daniel Hilman, a surveyor, of Epsom, in Surrey.

This work is a sensible and lively, though not an elegant

didactic poem, being solely intended for the use of the practical farmer. The preface“ to the buier of this book," begins with the following lines, in a metre afterwards adopted by Shenstone:

What lookest thou herein to have ?

Fine verses, thy fancy to please ?
Of many, my betters, that crave:

Look nothing but rudeness in these.
In general, as Mr. Warton has justly observed, the work is

“ valuable as a genuine picture of the agriculture, the rural "arts, and the domestic economy and customs of our « industrious ancestors.”The following specimens will sufficiently exemplify the style of this author.

Moral reflections on the winds.

Though winds do rage, as winds were wood, '
And cause spring-tides to raise great flood;
And lofty ships leave anchor in mud,
Bereaving many of life and of blood;
Yet, true it is, as cow chews cud,
And trees, at spring, doth yield forth bud,
Except wind stands as never it stood,
It is an ill wind turns none to good.

· Mad with rage.

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