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THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM
In *Willobie his Auisa* (1594), canto 44, one *W. S.* is represented as giving in the same metre identical counsel to a love-lorn friend *H. W.*:—
Apply her still with dyners thinges
(For giftes the wysest will deceave)
Sometimes with gold, sometimes with ringes,
No tyme nor fit occasion leaue,
Though coy at first she seeme and wielde,
These toyes in tyme will make her yielde.
The poem in *The Passionate Pilgrim* varies little:—
And to her will frame all thy waies,
Spare not to spend, and chiefly there,
Where thy desart may merit praise
By ringing in thy Ladies eare,
The strongest castle, tower and towne,
The golden bullet beats it downe.¹
A contemporary MS. of No. XVIII.
These five poems were certainly derived by Jaggard from ‘private’ manuscripts, and doubtless many transcripts were in existence in his day in unpublished poetical collections. Only one of these lyrics (No. XVIII) has survived in a contemporary ‘copy’, but the variations from Jaggard’s version are numerous enough to show that he used another and less satisfactory manuscript. Before 1790 Dr. Samuel Lysons lent a contemporary manuscript poetic miscellany, containing a different version, to Malone, who in his edition of 1790 adopted many of its readings. At the sale of Benjamin
¹ ‘A Sonnet’ (in seven stanzas of six ten-syllabled lines) in the anthology known as Deloney’s *Strange Histories* or *Song of Sonettes* (probably published in 1595, although no earlier edition than that of 1602 is extant) deals in much the same temper with the same topic:—
Next, shew thyself that thou hast gone to schoole,
Commende her wit although she be a foole.
Speake in her prayse, for women they be proud;
Looke what she sayes for trothe must be aloude.
If she be sad, look thou as sad as shee;
But if that she be glad, then joy with merry glee.
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