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Colin them gives to Rosalind againe.

Colin (protagonist, shepherd) gives them (gifts) to Rosalind again
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The Shepheardes Calender: January    Edmund Spenser

Related:  EK's gloss,  Wherefore my pype, albee rude Pan thou please,,  Sere,  Ah God, that loue should breede both ioy and payne.,  overhaile,  neighbour towne,  I loue thilke lasse, (alas why doe I loue?),  Wherein I longd the neighbour towne to see:,  Shepheards deuise she hateth as the snake,,  All so my lustfull leafe is drye and sere,  And now is come thy wynters stormy state,,  Albee my loue he seeke with dayly suit:,  Wherein I sawe so fayre a sight, as shee.,  Hobbinol,  His kiddes, his cracknelles, and his early fruit.,  Thy mantle mard, wherein thou mas-kedst late.,  His clownish gifts and curtsies I disdaine,,  Thy sommer prowde with Daffadillies dight.,  My musing mynd, yet canst not, when thou should:,  Art made a myrrhour, to behold my plight:,  With breathed sighes is blowne away, & blasted,,  Rosalind,  Epic,  Yet for thou pleasest not, where most I would:,  And am forlorne, (alas why am I lorne?),  And laughes the songes, that Colin Clout doth make.,  And eke tenne thousand sithes I blesse the stoure,,  It is not Hobbinol, wherefore I plaine,,  Ah foolish Hobbinol, thy gyfts bene vayne:,  Shee deignes not my good will, but doth reproue,,  Colin clout,  As on your boughes the ysicles depend.,  auaile,  vnnethes,  I loue,  The Shepheardes Calender: January,  His clownish gifts,  Colins Embleme.,  Whilome thy fresh spring flowrd, and after hasted,  And thou vnlucky Muse, that wontst to ease,  So broke his oaten pype, and downe dyd lye.,  Stoure,  Yet all for naught: [such] sight hath bred my bane.,  And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend,,  sithes,  And of my rurall musick holdeth scorne.,  Teaching notes, 10 Sept. 2014,  Pastoral,  Both pype and Muse, shall sore the while abye.,  A thousand sithes I curse that carefull hower,,  Thou barrein ground, whome winters wrath hath wasted,,  My timely buds with wayling all are wasted:,  Virgil,  couth,  John Milton,  Edmund Spenser,  The blossome, which my braunch of youth did beare,