Love's Garland:ORPosies for Rings, Handkerchers, andGloves; and such pretty Tokens thatLovers send their Loves.Read, Skan, then Judge.LONDONPrinted by N. O. forJohn Spencer, andare to be sold at his shop on LondonBridge. 1624.Love's Garland.1.The Posy of a Handkercherfrom a young Man to his Love.LOveis a chain whose links of gold,Two hearts within one bosom hold.2.Another signifying the mutual lovethat should be between Man and Wife.In love this good doth still remain,Though both do give, yet both doth gain.3.Another from a doubtful Lover.ByCupid's bow, by weal or woe!4.A Posy sent with a Pair of Gloves,showing what a young Man should mostrespect in his choice.I love thy Beauty, Virtue most!For Virtue's found when Beauty's lost.5.A Posy of a Ring, from a crossed Lover.No hap so hard as love debarred!6.Another.A happy breast where love doth rest!7.All perfect love is from above.The sight of this deserves a kiss.8.A young man to his Love, wrought in a Scarf.A constant heart within a woman's breast,Is Ophir gold within an ivory chest.9.Her kind Answer.Of such a treasure then are thou possesst,For thou hast such a heart in such a breast.10.The Posy of a Ring.To me till death, as dear as breath.11.Another.In thee a flame, in me the same.12.Where once I choose, I ne'er refuse.13.Another.No cross so strange, my love to change.14.The Posy of a Handkercher from a young Manto his Love.Pray take me kindly, Mistress! kiss me too!My master swears he'll do as much for you!15.A passionate Lover's Posy.Till that from thee I hope to gain:All sweet is sour; all pleasure, pain!16.Another of the same cut.Thy love, my light; disdain, my night.17.Another.Tell my Mistress that a LoverTrue as Love itself, doth love her.18.Another where the Lover doth protest and request.Hand, heart, and all I have, is thine!Hand, heart, and all thou hast, be mine!19.Another.As you find me, mind me!20.The Posy of a young Man to his Love showing thesimplicity and truth of Love.Two hands, two feet, two ears, two eyes:One tongue, one heart, where true love lies.21.Another from a Lover, far from his Love.Though from mine eye; yet from my heart,No distance e'er can make thee part!22.Another of the same mark.Though absence may annoy:To me, 'tis a double joy.23.A Posy in a Ring.Be true to me, as I to thee.24.Another.God above increase our love!25.Another.All thine is mine.26.Another.Ne'er joy in heart that seeks to part.27.Another sent with a pair of Bracelets.Fair asVenus; asDianaChaste and pure is mySusanna.28.The Posy of a young Man to his Love, shewingwhat a Woman should be.If Woman should to Man be woe,She should not be what GOD did make her:That was to be a helper; soGOD then did give, Man now doth take her.29.The Posy of a Maid cast off, expressing howlight[ly] she takes it.Tell him that had my heart in chase,And now at other games doth fly:Green Sickness ne'er shall spoil my face;Nor puling "Heigh Ho's!" wet mine eye!30.The Posy of a Ring.I do rejoice in thee my choice.31.A Posy of a scornful Lover.Since thy hot love so quickly's done:Do thou but go, I'll strive to run!32.A Posy shewing Man and Wife to be one.Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone;From one made two are two made one.33.Posies for Rings.As true to thee, as death to me.34.Another.If thou deny, I wish to die.35.Another.In trust, be just.36.Another.I live if "I [Ay]": If "No," I die.37.Another.No bitter smart can change my heart!38.Another.Rather die than faith deny!39.Another.Not lust, but love; as time shall prove.40.Another.To love as I do thee,Is to love none but me.41.A Posy sent by a young Man to his Love in aHandkercher, in which was wrought thefashion of a Heart with wings.Of all bad things, a heart with wings is still the worst;And he that meets with one so fleet, of all's accurst.42.The Maiden's reply in a Handkercher, in which wasthe shape of a Heart with an arrow through it.A flying Heart, a piercing dart doth well deserve:So be it with me, if I from thee shall ever swerve!43.Thou mine, I thine.44.Another.Be true to me as I to thee.45.A young Maid to her Love in a Scarf.She that of all doth love thee dearest,Doth send thee this; which as thou wearestAnd oft dost look on, think on me!As I by thine do think on thee.46.From a young Man to his Lovewrought in a Silk Girdle.Till death divide, whate'er betide!47.Another.The World's a Lottery! My prizeA love that's fair, as chaste, as wise.48.A young Man to his Love,describing the power andever flourishing virtue of Love.Love till Doomsday in his prime;LikeApollorobed in gold:Though it have been as long as Time;Yet still is young, though Time be old.49.Another.My promise past shall ever last.50.From a young man to his Love shewing that Virtueand Beauty should be together.Thy beauty much, thy virtue such, my heart hath fired:The first alone is worse than none; but both, admired.51.The Posy of a pitiful Lover writ in a Riband Carnationthree pennies broad, and wound about a fair branchof Rosemary; upon which he wittily plays thus:Rosemary,Rose, I send to thee;In hope that thou wilt marry me.Nothing can be sweet,Rose!More sweeter untoHarry,Than marryRose:Sweeter than this Rosemary.52.The Sweet Reply, in a conceit of the same cut, sentbyRose, with a vial of Rosewater of her making.Thy sweet commands again, my sweetestHarry!My sweet Rosewater for thy sweet Rosemary:By which, sweetHal, sweetRosedoth let thee see,Thy love's as sweet to her as hers to thee.53.A wanton Lover's wish sent in a Handkercher with aCupid wrought in the middle.To me by far more fair is my fairAnneThan sweet-cheekedLeda, with her silver swan:That I ne'er saw, but have the picture seen;And wished myself between thine arms, sweetNan.54.For a Ring.Desire like fire doth still aspire.55.A Posy sent with a pair of Bracelets.Mine eye did see, my heart did choose;True love doth bind till death doth loose.56.Another sent with a silk Girdle.Accept of this, my heart withal;My love is great, though this be small.57.Another sent with a rich pair of Gloves.This for a certain truth true love approves."The heart's not where it lives, but where it loves."58.For Rings.Heart's content can ne'er repent.59.Another.My heart and I until I die.60.Not two but one till life be gone.61.A Lover's conceit upon a Bracelet and Partlet[neck-kerchief, or ruff];sent witha pair of amber Bracelets.Bracelets I'll give, embrace let's ever!Let Partlets go, for part let's never.62.Love ever, or love never.63.A Posy sent by a young Man to his Love, with aLooking Glass.Be true as fair, then past compare!64.For a Ring.A woman kind, all joy of mind.65.As I to thee, so wish to me!66.A drooping Lover's conceit, playing upon the word.Hard and Heart in sound are near;And both within thy breast I fear.67.Her coy and nipping Reply, in his own invention.The sound's as near in Brace and Brass,In Hose and Horse, in Ace and Ass.68.The Posy of a young Man, sent with a Scarf.For one and love, some say are blind:I say they see, if thou prove kind.69.The Posy of a Handkercher.Love and Wine in this degree,The elder better still they be:So our long suit then shall be true,"Change not thy old Love for a new!"70.A Posy sent by a young Maiden to her Love, plaitedin a Bracelet of her own hair.When this about thine arm doth rest,Remember her that loves thee best!71.Another from a young Man to his Loveprotesting constancy.To thee as constant as the sun to day:Till from this light, I must be forced away.72.A Posy sent with a silk Girdle.Venusnaked in her chamber,Wounds more deep thanMarsin armour.73.The Maid's Answer.If such a wound you fear;Take heed you come not there!74.A drooping Lover's Posy, sent with a pair of Gloves.'Tween hope and sad despair I sail;Thy help I crave!My grief the sea, thy breath the sailMay sink or save.75.Another of the same kind.Hope and despair attend me still:Hope strives to save; despair, to kill!76.Lust loves to range:Love knows no change.77.Thine mine, mine thine.78.Both must be one, or one be none.79.Love ever, or love never!80.A neglected Lover, to his Mistress.'Tis true as old, "Hot Love, soon cold!"81.Another expressing the power of Love.Who is't withstands,When Love commands?82.Short Posies for Rings in prose.The loadstone of Love is love.83.Be true to the end!84.I live in hope.85.I like my choice.86.No change in Virtue's choice!87.Keep me in mind!88.Desire hath no rest.89.I present, thee absent.90.Not the gift but the giver.91.Be firm in faith!92.This and myself.93.I choose thee, not to change.94.Advisèd choice admits no change.95.Accept my goodwill!96.I love no lack.97.The heart lives where it loves.98.Not me, nor mine; but ours.99.Thy [?], my wish.100.Love is the bond of Peace.101.No life to Love!102.Remember this, and give a kiss!103.Thy love I crave, mine thou shalt have.Good Counsel.If poor thou art, yet patient bide!For after ebb may come a tide:Yet at full sea, keep water store!That afterward thou want no more.On the World.The World's a City furnishèd with spacious streets:And Death's the Market Place; whereat all creatures meet.When GOD made all, he made all good;So Woman was, if she had stood:Though Woman was the cause of fall;YetJesus'blood made amends for all.On a Good Woman.A wise man poor is like a Sacred Book that's never read.To himself he lives, though to the World seems dead:Yet this Age counts more of a golden foolThan of a thread-bare Saint, nursed up in Wisdom's School.FINIS.
ORPosies for Rings, Handkerchers, andGloves; and such pretty Tokens thatLovers send their Loves.
Read, Skan, then Judge.
LONDONPrinted by N. O. forJohn Spencer, andare to be sold at his shop on LondonBridge. 1624.
1.
The Posy of a Handkercherfrom a young Man to his Love.
LOveis a chain whose links of gold,Two hearts within one bosom hold.
LOveis a chain whose links of gold,Two hearts within one bosom hold.
2.
Another signifying the mutual lovethat should be between Man and Wife.
In love this good doth still remain,Though both do give, yet both doth gain.
3.
Another from a doubtful Lover.
ByCupid's bow, by weal or woe!
4.
A Posy sent with a Pair of Gloves,showing what a young Man should mostrespect in his choice.
I love thy Beauty, Virtue most!For Virtue's found when Beauty's lost.
5.
A Posy of a Ring, from a crossed Lover.
No hap so hard as love debarred!
6.
Another.
A happy breast where love doth rest!
7.
All perfect love is from above.The sight of this deserves a kiss.
8.
A young man to his Love, wrought in a Scarf.
A constant heart within a woman's breast,Is Ophir gold within an ivory chest.
9.
Her kind Answer.
Of such a treasure then are thou possesst,For thou hast such a heart in such a breast.
10.
The Posy of a Ring.
To me till death, as dear as breath.
11.
Another.
In thee a flame, in me the same.
12.
Where once I choose, I ne'er refuse.
13.
Another.
No cross so strange, my love to change.
14.
The Posy of a Handkercher from a young Manto his Love.
Pray take me kindly, Mistress! kiss me too!My master swears he'll do as much for you!
15.
A passionate Lover's Posy.
Till that from thee I hope to gain:All sweet is sour; all pleasure, pain!
16.
Another of the same cut.
Thy love, my light; disdain, my night.
17.
Another.
Tell my Mistress that a LoverTrue as Love itself, doth love her.
18.
Another where the Lover doth protest and request.
Hand, heart, and all I have, is thine!Hand, heart, and all thou hast, be mine!
19.
Another.
As you find me, mind me!
20.
The Posy of a young Man to his Love showing thesimplicity and truth of Love.
Two hands, two feet, two ears, two eyes:One tongue, one heart, where true love lies.
21.
Another from a Lover, far from his Love.
Though from mine eye; yet from my heart,No distance e'er can make thee part!
22.
Another of the same mark.
Though absence may annoy:To me, 'tis a double joy.
23.
A Posy in a Ring.
Be true to me, as I to thee.
24.
Another.
God above increase our love!
25.
Another.
All thine is mine.
26.
Another.
Ne'er joy in heart that seeks to part.
27.
Another sent with a pair of Bracelets.
Fair asVenus; asDianaChaste and pure is mySusanna.
28.
The Posy of a young Man to his Love, shewingwhat a Woman should be.
If Woman should to Man be woe,She should not be what GOD did make her:That was to be a helper; soGOD then did give, Man now doth take her.
29.
The Posy of a Maid cast off, expressing howlight[ly] she takes it.
Tell him that had my heart in chase,And now at other games doth fly:Green Sickness ne'er shall spoil my face;Nor puling "Heigh Ho's!" wet mine eye!
30.
The Posy of a Ring.
I do rejoice in thee my choice.
31.
A Posy of a scornful Lover.
Since thy hot love so quickly's done:Do thou but go, I'll strive to run!
32.
A Posy shewing Man and Wife to be one.
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone;From one made two are two made one.
33.
Posies for Rings.
As true to thee, as death to me.
34.
Another.
If thou deny, I wish to die.
35.
Another.
In trust, be just.
36.
Another.
I live if "I [Ay]": If "No," I die.
37.
Another.
No bitter smart can change my heart!
38.
Another.
Rather die than faith deny!
39.
Another.
Not lust, but love; as time shall prove.
40.
Another.
To love as I do thee,Is to love none but me.
41.
A Posy sent by a young Man to his Love in aHandkercher, in which was wrought thefashion of a Heart with wings.
Of all bad things, a heart with wings is still the worst;And he that meets with one so fleet, of all's accurst.
42.
The Maiden's reply in a Handkercher, in which wasthe shape of a Heart with an arrow through it.
A flying Heart, a piercing dart doth well deserve:So be it with me, if I from thee shall ever swerve!
43.
Thou mine, I thine.
44.
Another.
Be true to me as I to thee.
45.
A young Maid to her Love in a Scarf.
She that of all doth love thee dearest,Doth send thee this; which as thou wearestAnd oft dost look on, think on me!As I by thine do think on thee.
46.
From a young Man to his Lovewrought in a Silk Girdle.
Till death divide, whate'er betide!
47.
Another.
The World's a Lottery! My prizeA love that's fair, as chaste, as wise.
48.
A young Man to his Love,describing the power andever flourishing virtue of Love.
Love till Doomsday in his prime;LikeApollorobed in gold:Though it have been as long as Time;Yet still is young, though Time be old.
49.
Another.
My promise past shall ever last.
50.
From a young man to his Love shewing that Virtueand Beauty should be together.
Thy beauty much, thy virtue such, my heart hath fired:The first alone is worse than none; but both, admired.
51.
The Posy of a pitiful Lover writ in a Riband Carnationthree pennies broad, and wound about a fair branchof Rosemary; upon which he wittily plays thus:
Rosemary,Rose, I send to thee;In hope that thou wilt marry me.Nothing can be sweet,Rose!More sweeter untoHarry,Than marryRose:Sweeter than this Rosemary.
52.
The Sweet Reply, in a conceit of the same cut, sentbyRose, with a vial of Rosewater of her making.
Thy sweet commands again, my sweetestHarry!My sweet Rosewater for thy sweet Rosemary:By which, sweetHal, sweetRosedoth let thee see,Thy love's as sweet to her as hers to thee.
53.
A wanton Lover's wish sent in a Handkercher with aCupid wrought in the middle.
To me by far more fair is my fairAnneThan sweet-cheekedLeda, with her silver swan:That I ne'er saw, but have the picture seen;And wished myself between thine arms, sweetNan.
54.
For a Ring.
Desire like fire doth still aspire.
55.
A Posy sent with a pair of Bracelets.
Mine eye did see, my heart did choose;True love doth bind till death doth loose.
56.
Another sent with a silk Girdle.
Accept of this, my heart withal;My love is great, though this be small.
57.
Another sent with a rich pair of Gloves.
This for a certain truth true love approves."The heart's not where it lives, but where it loves."
58.
For Rings.
Heart's content can ne'er repent.
59.
Another.
My heart and I until I die.
60.
Not two but one till life be gone.
61.
A Lover's conceit upon a Bracelet and Partlet[neck-kerchief, or ruff];sent witha pair of amber Bracelets.
Bracelets I'll give, embrace let's ever!Let Partlets go, for part let's never.
62.
Love ever, or love never.
63.
A Posy sent by a young Man to his Love, with aLooking Glass.
Be true as fair, then past compare!
64.
For a Ring.
A woman kind, all joy of mind.
65.
As I to thee, so wish to me!
66.
A drooping Lover's conceit, playing upon the word.
Hard and Heart in sound are near;And both within thy breast I fear.
67.
Her coy and nipping Reply, in his own invention.
The sound's as near in Brace and Brass,In Hose and Horse, in Ace and Ass.
68.
The Posy of a young Man, sent with a Scarf.
For one and love, some say are blind:I say they see, if thou prove kind.
69.
The Posy of a Handkercher.
Love and Wine in this degree,The elder better still they be:So our long suit then shall be true,"Change not thy old Love for a new!"
70.
A Posy sent by a young Maiden to her Love, plaitedin a Bracelet of her own hair.
When this about thine arm doth rest,Remember her that loves thee best!
71.
Another from a young Man to his Loveprotesting constancy.
To thee as constant as the sun to day:Till from this light, I must be forced away.
72.
A Posy sent with a silk Girdle.
Venusnaked in her chamber,Wounds more deep thanMarsin armour.
73.
The Maid's Answer.
If such a wound you fear;Take heed you come not there!
74.
A drooping Lover's Posy, sent with a pair of Gloves.
'Tween hope and sad despair I sail;Thy help I crave!My grief the sea, thy breath the sailMay sink or save.
75.
Another of the same kind.
Hope and despair attend me still:Hope strives to save; despair, to kill!
76.
Lust loves to range:Love knows no change.
77.
Thine mine, mine thine.
78.
Both must be one, or one be none.
79.
Love ever, or love never!
80.
A neglected Lover, to his Mistress.
'Tis true as old, "Hot Love, soon cold!"
81.
Another expressing the power of Love.
Who is't withstands,When Love commands?
82.
Short Posies for Rings in prose.
The loadstone of Love is love.
83.
Be true to the end!
84.
I live in hope.
85.
I like my choice.
86.
No change in Virtue's choice!
87.
Keep me in mind!
88.
Desire hath no rest.
89.
I present, thee absent.
90.
Not the gift but the giver.
91.
Be firm in faith!
92.
This and myself.
93.
I choose thee, not to change.
94.
Advisèd choice admits no change.
95.
Accept my goodwill!
96.
I love no lack.
97.
The heart lives where it loves.
98.
Not me, nor mine; but ours.
99.
Thy [?], my wish.
100.
Love is the bond of Peace.
101.
No life to Love!
102.
Remember this, and give a kiss!
103.
Thy love I crave, mine thou shalt have.
Good Counsel.
If poor thou art, yet patient bide!For after ebb may come a tide:Yet at full sea, keep water store!That afterward thou want no more.
If poor thou art, yet patient bide!For after ebb may come a tide:Yet at full sea, keep water store!That afterward thou want no more.
If poor thou art, yet patient bide!For after ebb may come a tide:Yet at full sea, keep water store!That afterward thou want no more.
If poor thou art, yet patient bide!For after ebb may come a tide:Yet at full sea, keep water store!That afterward thou want no more.
On the World.
The World's a City furnishèd with spacious streets:And Death's the Market Place; whereat all creatures meet.
The World's a City furnishèd with spacious streets:And Death's the Market Place; whereat all creatures meet.
The World's a City furnishèd with spacious streets:And Death's the Market Place; whereat all creatures meet.
The World's a City furnishèd with spacious streets:And Death's the Market Place; whereat all creatures meet.
When GOD made all, he made all good;So Woman was, if she had stood:Though Woman was the cause of fall;YetJesus'blood made amends for all.
When GOD made all, he made all good;So Woman was, if she had stood:Though Woman was the cause of fall;YetJesus'blood made amends for all.
When GOD made all, he made all good;So Woman was, if she had stood:Though Woman was the cause of fall;YetJesus'blood made amends for all.
When GOD made all, he made all good;So Woman was, if she had stood:Though Woman was the cause of fall;YetJesus'blood made amends for all.
On a Good Woman.
A wise man poor is like a Sacred Book that's never read.To himself he lives, though to the World seems dead:Yet this Age counts more of a golden foolThan of a thread-bare Saint, nursed up in Wisdom's School.
A wise man poor is like a Sacred Book that's never read.To himself he lives, though to the World seems dead:Yet this Age counts more of a golden foolThan of a thread-bare Saint, nursed up in Wisdom's School.
A wise man poor is like a Sacred Book that's never read.To himself he lives, though to the World seems dead:Yet this Age counts more of a golden foolThan of a thread-bare Saint, nursed up in Wisdom's School.
A wise man poor is like a Sacred Book that's never read.To himself he lives, though to the World seems dead:Yet this Age counts more of a golden foolThan of a thread-bare Saint, nursed up in Wisdom's School.
FINIS.