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Robert Chester [1601], NA (Imprinted for E. B., London) [word count] [S20125]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
Let the bird of lowdest lay,
On the sole Arabian tree, Herauld sad and trumpet be: To whose sound chaste wings obay. But thou shriking harbinger, Foule precurrer of the fiend, Augour of the feuers end, To this troupe come thou not neere. From this Session interdict Euery foule of tyrant wing, Saue the Eagle feath'red King, Keepe the obsequie so strict. Let the Priest in Surples white, That defunctiue Musicke can, Be the death-deuining Swan, Lest the Requiem lacke his right. And thou treble dated Crow, That thy sable gender mak'st, With the breath thou giu'st and tak'st, Mongst our mourners shalt thou go. Here the Antheme doth commence, Loue and Constancie is dead, Phœnix and the Turtle fled, In a mutuall flame from hence. So they loued as loue in twaine, Had the essence but in one,
Hearts remote, yet not asunder; Distance and no space was seene, Twixt this Turtle and his Queene; But in them it were a wonder. So betweene them Loue did shine, That the Turtle saw his right, Flaming in the Phœnix sight; Either was the others mine. Propertie was thus appalled, That the selfe was not the same: Single Natures double name, Neither two nor one was called. Reason in it selfe confounded, Saw Diuision grow together, To themselues yet either neither, Simple were so well compounded. That it cried, how true a twaine, Seemeth this concordant one, Loue hath Reason, Reason none, If what parts, can so remaine. Whereupon it made this Threne, To the Phœnix and the Doue, Co-supremes and starres of Loue, As Chorus to their Tragique Scene.
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