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THE FATHER HATH BEGUILED THE SON
On such brittle ware? Yet for all his care,
{oldfox) he beguiVd his owne sonne.
5 The sonne told his father, How that he had rather:
to haue in the same his consent, So to haue a view Of his Louer true,
the sonne with his father went: And when they came there The Lasse did appeare,
so faire and so louely a one, That the old doting churle, Fell in loue with the girle
and sought to beguile his owne sonne.
6 With such pleasant words As to loue accords,
they all did depart for that season, The honest young Lad, Was ioyfull and glad:
his sweet-hart had shew'd him good reaso, The loue-sicke old man, Did looke pale and wan,
and could to no pleasure be wonne, By night and by day, Still musing hee lay,
how he might beguile his owne sonne.
7 Yet none did mistrust, A thing so vniust:
for he was neere threescore yeeres old: Which yeeres one would thinke, Should make a man shrinke,
when his vitall spirits are cold: But now to be briefe, That was all his griefe,
from loue all this mischiefe begun: |
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