Therefore I doe not any one envy,

Nor am envyde of any one therefore;

"thereby,

And ftore of cares doth follow riches ftore :
The little that I have grows dayly more
Without my care, but onely to attend it;
My lambes doe every yeare increase their score,
And my flockes father daily doth amend it.
What have I but to praise th' Almighty that
"doth fend it?

XXII.

Both of his fpcach, that wrought him with con

tent,

And alfo of the obiect of his vew,

On which his hungry eye was always bent,
That twixt his pleafing tongue and her faire hew,
He loft himfelfe, and like one halfe entraunced
grew.

xxvir.

66 weave,

And through ambition downe themselves doe "drive

"To fad decay, that might contented live :
*Me no fuch cares nor combrous thoughts of-
"fend,

Ne once my mind's unmoved quiet grieve,
But all the night in filver fleepe I spend,
And all the day to what I lift I doe attend.
XXIII.

Sometimes I hunt the fox, the vowed foe
Unto my lambes, and him diflodge away;
Sometime the fawne I practife from the doe,

He thus replyde; "Now furely, Syre, I find "That all this world's gay fhowes, which we ad

"mire,

"Be but vaine fhadowes to this fafe retyre "Of life, which here in lowlineffe ye lead, "Feareleffe of foes, or Fortune's wrackfull yre, "Which toffeth ftates, and under foot doth tread "The mightic ones, affrayd of every chaunge's "dread.

XXVIII.

"That even I, which daily doe behold "The glorie of the great, mongst whom I won, "And now have prov'd what happinesse ye hold "In this fmall plot of your dominion, "Now loath great lordship and ambition, "And with th' heavens fo much had graced mee,

XXXIV.

As graunt me live in like condition, "Or that my fortunes might transposed bee "From pitch of higher place unto this low de66 gree."

XXIX.

In vaine," faid then old Melibee, "doe men, The heavens of their fortune's fault accufe, Sith they know beft what is the best for them; "For they to each fuch fortune doe diffufe, "As they doe know each can most aptly use: "For not that which men covet moft is beft, "Nor that thing worst which men do moft rc“füle,

"But firteft is that all contented rest "With that they hold: each hath his fortune in "his breft.

But she, that never had acquainted beene
With fuch quient ufage, fit for queens and kings,
Ne ever had fuch knightly service feene,
But being bred under bafe fhepheards wings
Had ever learn'd to love the lowly things,
Did litle whit regard his courteous guize,
But cared more for Colin's carolings
Then all that he could doe or ev'r devize :
His layes, his loves, his lookes, she did them all
defpize.

XXXVI.

Which Calidore perceiving, thought it best
To chaunge the manner of his loftie looke,
And doffing his bright armes, himselfe addreft
In fhepheard's weed; and in his hand he tooke,
Inftead of fteele-head fpeare, a fhepheard's hooke
That who had feene him then, would have be
thought

On Phrygian Paris by Plexippus brooke, When he the love of fayre Enone fought, What time the golden apple was unto him brought.

XXXVII.

So being clad, unto the fields he went
With the faire Pastorella every day,
And keept her sheepe with diligent attent,
Watching to drive the ravenous wolfe away,
The whyleft at pleasure the mote fport and play,
And every evening helping them to fold;
And otherwhiles for need he did affay
In his ftrong hand their rugged teats to hold,
And out of them to prefie the milke; love
much could.

XXXVIII.

Which feeing, Coridon, who her likewife Long time had lov'd, and hop'd her love to gain He much was troubled at that ftraunger's guze, And many gealous thoughts conceiv'd in vaine, That this of all his labour and long paine