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  • Title: The Phoenix and Turtle (Quarto, 1601)
  • Editor: Hardy M. Cook
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-411-0

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Hardy M. Cook
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    The Phoenix and Turtle (Quarto, 1601)




    Allegorically shadowing the truth of Loue,
    in the constant Fate of the Phe}}nix
    and Turtle.

    A Poeme enterlaced with much varietie and raritie;
    now first translated out of the venerable Italian Torquato
    Cæliano, by ROBERT CHESTER.

    With the true legend of famous King Arthur, the last of the nine
    Worthies, being the first Essay of the new Brytish Poet: collected
    out of diuerse Authenticall Records.

    To these are added some new comositions, of seuerall moderne Writers
    whose names are subscribed as their seuerall workes, upon the
    first Sujiect: viz. the Phe}}nix and

    Mar:---------- Mutare dominum non potest liber notus


    Imprinted for E. B.

    Poeticall Essaies on the former Sub-
    iect; viz: the Turtle and Phœnix.

    Done by the best and chiefest of our
    moderne writers, with their names sub-
    cribed to their particular workes:
    neuer before extant.

    And (now first) consecrated by them all generally,
    to the loue and merite of the true-noble Knight,
    Sir Iohn Salisburie.

    Dignum laude virum Musavetat mori.

    1LEt the bird of lowdest lay,
    On the sole Arabian tree,
    Herauld sad and trumpet be:
    To whose sound chaste wings obay.
    5But thou shriking harbinger,
    Foule precurrer of the fiend,
    Augour of the feuers end,
    To this troupe come thou not neere.
    From this Session interdict
    10Euery foule of tyrant wing,
    Saue the Eagle feath'red King,
    Keepe the obsequie so strict.
    Let the Priest in Surples white,
    That defunctiue Musicke can,
    15Be the death-deuining Swan,
    Lest the Requiem lacke his right.
    And thou treble dated Crow,
    That thy sable gender mak'st,
    With the breath thou giu'st and tak'st,
    20Mongst our mourners shalt thou go.
    Here the Antheme doth commence,
    Loue and Constancie is dead,
    Phœnix and the Turtle fled,
    In a mutuall flame from hence.
    25So they loued as loue in twaine,
    Had the essence but in one,