Eche bave, fo faith Virgile,

"Et vitula tu dignus, et hic," &c.

So by enterchaunge of gyfts Cuddie pleaseth both partes."

Doome, judgement.

Dempt, for deemed, judged.

Wite the witeleffe, blame the blamelesse.

The fhepherd of Ida, was fayd to be Paris.

Beauties Queene, Venus, to whome Paris adjudged the golden Apple, as the pryce of hir beautie.

EMBLEME.

The meaning hereof is verie ambiguous: for Perigot by his poefie claming the conqueft, and Willye not yeelding, Cuddie the arbiter of theyr cause, and Patron of his own, femeth to chalenge it, as his dew, saying, that he is happy which can, fo abruptly ending; but hee meaneth eyther him, that can win the beste, or moderate him selfe being beft, and leave of with the best.

So by enterchaunge of gyfts Cuddie pleafeth both partes.] Thefe words are entirely omitted by Todd, because he did not find them in the folio 1611, by which, almost solely, he was guided. We take them from the 4to. 1579. C.

HEREIN Diggon Davie is devifed to be a fhepheard that, in hope of more gayne, drove his fheepe into a farre countrye. The abufes whereof, and loofe living of Popish prelates, by occafion of Hobbinols demaund, he difcourfeth at large.

HOBBINOL. DIGGON DAVIE.

Hobbinoll.

IGGON DAVIE! I bidde her god day;
Or Diggon her is, or I miffaye.

Dig. Her was her, while it was daye

light,

But now her is a moft wretched wight:

For day, that was, is wightly paft,

And now at earft the dirke" night doth haft.

Hob. Diggon, areede who has thee fo dight;
Never I wift thee in fo poore a plight.
Where is the fayre flocke thou was wont to leade?
Or bene they chaffred, or at mischiefe dead?

Dig. Ah! for love of that is to thee most leefe,
Hobbinol, I pray thee, gall not my old griefe ;
Sike question rippeth up cause of newe woe,

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a the dirke night.] "Dirke" is dark, and in the folio 1611" dirke " is altered to darke: we have "dirke" afterwards as the rhyme to "mirke." Todd calls it "the old northern word for dark." C.

For one, opened, mote unfolde many moe.
Hob. Nay, but forrow close shrouded in hart,
I know, to kepe is a burdenous smart:
Eche thing imparted is more eath to beare:
When the rayne is falln, the cloudes wexen cleare.
And nowe, fithence I fawe thy head laft,

Thrife three Moones bene fully spent and past;
Since when thou haft measured much grownd,
And wandred, I wene," about the world round,
So as thou can many thinges relate;

But tell me first of thy flocks aftate.

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Dig. My fheepe bene wafted; (wae is me therefore!) 25 The jolly fhepheard that was of yore,

Is now nor jollye, nor fhepehearde more.
In forrein coftes men fayd was plentye;
And fo there is, but all of miferye :

I dempt there much to have eeked my store,
But fuch eeking hath made my hart fore.
In tho countries, whereas I have bene,
No being for those that truely mene;
But for fuch, as of guile maken gayne,
No fuch countrye as there to remaine;
They fetten to fale their shops of shame,
And maken a Mart of theyr good name:
The fhepheards there robben one another,
And layen baytes to beguile her brother;
Or they will buy his fheepe out of the cote,
Or they will carven the fhepheards throte.
The fhepheardes fwayne you cannot wel ken,

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And wandred, I wene.] Todd, because he found weele in the folio 1611, fo printed it, inttead of "I wene," (i. e. I believe,) which is the text of the 4to. 1579, and undoubtedly what Spenfer wrote. Weele was probably mifheard by the old compofitor for "I wene." C.

Or they will carven the shepheards throte.] So Chaucer, "Kn. Tale," v. 2015, edit. Urr.

with throte ycorve, "A thousand fleine-" T. WARTON.

But it be by his pryde, from other men:
They looken bigge as Bulls that bene bate,
And bearen the cragge fo ftiffe and so state,
As cocke on his dunghill crowing cranck.d

Hob. Diggon, I am so stiffe and so stanck,
That uneth may I ftand any more;
And nowe the Westerne winde bloweth fore,
That nowe is in his chiefe fovereigntee,
Beating the withered leafe from the tree,
Sitte we downe here under the hill;
Tho may we talke and tellen our fill,
And make a mocke at the bluftring blast.
Now fay on, Diggon, what ever thou haft.

Dig. Hobbin, ah Hobbin! I curse the stounde
That ever I caft to have lorne this grounde:
Wel-away the while I was fo fonde
To leave the good, that I had in hande,
In hope of better that was uncouth;
So loft the Dogge the flesh in his mouth.
My feely sheepe (ah, feely sheepe!)
That here by there I whilome ufd to keepe,
All were they luftye as thou didst fee,
Bene all sterved with pyne and penuree :
Hardly my felfe efcaped thilke payne,
Driven for neede to come home agayne.

Hob. Ah fon! now by thy loffe art taught,
That feeldome chaunge the better brought :
Content who lives with tryed state
Neede feare no chaunge of frowning fate;

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As cocke on his dunghill crowing cranck.] Crank is lufty, courageous. See Minfheu, in V. Drayton uses the word in his "Shepherd's Garl." 1593. Todd.

Bene all ferved with pyne and penuree.] See the fame expreflion, F. Q. i. ix. 35.

"His raw-bone cheekes, through penurie and pine,
"Where fhronke into his iawes," &c. Todd.

But who will feeke for unknowne gayne,
Oft lives by loffe, and leaves with payne.

Dig. I wote ne, Hobbin, how I was bewitcht
With vayne defire and hope to be enricht;
But, ficker, fo it is, as the bright starre
Seemeth ay greater when it is farre:

I thought the foyle would have made me rich,
But nowe I wote it is nothing fich;

For eyther the fhepeheards bene ydle and still,
And ledde of theyr fheepe what way they wyll,
Or they bene false, and full of covetise,
And caften to compaffe many wrong emprise:
But the more bene fraight with fraud and spight,
Ne in good nor goodnes taken delight,
But kindle coales of conteck and yre,
Wherewith they fette all the world on fire;
Which when they thinken agayne to quench,
With holy water they doen hem all drench.
They faye they con to heaven the high-way,
But, by my foule, I dare underfaye
They never fette foote in that fame troade,
But balk the right way, and strayen abroad.
They boast they han the devill at commaund,
But aske hem therefore what they han paund :
Marrie! that great Pan bought with deare borrow,'
To quite it from the blacke bowre of forrowe.
But they han fold thilke fame long agoe,
For thy woulden draw with hem many moe.

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Pan bought with deare borrow.] The word "borrow," which ufually meant security, is here in a manner explained by “paund ” in the preceding line. C.

For thy woulden draw.] i. e. Therefore would draw with them many more. Todd, not understanding the paffage, followed the misprint of the folio 1611, "For they would draw." "For thy" was the old form of therefore, as "for why" was of wherefore. C.