His hot newe-chosen love
He chaunged into hate,
And sodeynly with mightie mace
Gan rap hir on the pate.
It greeved Nature muche
To see the cruell deede:
Mee seemes I see hir, how she wept
To see hir dearling bleede.
"Wel yet," quod she, "this hurt
Shal have some helpe I trowe:"
And quick with skin she coverd it,
That whiter is than snowe.
Wherwith Dan Cupide fled,
For feare of further flame,
When angel-like he saw hir shine,
Whome he had smit with shame.
Lo, thus was Bridges hurt
In cradel of hir kind.[6]
The coward Cupide brake hir browe
To wreke his wounded mynd.
The skar there still remains;
No force, there let it bee:
There is no cloude that can eclipse
So bright a sunne, as she.
***The Lady here celebrated was Catharine, daughter of Edmond second Lord
Chandos, wife of William Lord Sands. See Collins'sPeerage, vol. ii. p. 133, ed. 1779.
NOTES
- Observations on theFaerie Queen, vol. ii. p. 168.
- Printed in 1578, 1596, and perhaps oftener, in 4to. Black-letter.
- The same is true of most of the poems in theMirrour of Magistrates, 1563, 4to, and
also of Surrey's Poems, 1557. - Henrie Binneman.
- Le Tems découvre la Vérité.
6.i.e.in the cradle of her family. See Warton'sObservations, vol. ii. p. 137.