(a) Issues in the Author's lifetime.

I. As a separate publication.

1. "CASTARA, &c. LONDON, Printed by Anne Griffin for William Cooke, and are to be sold at his shop neare Furnivals Inne gate in Holburne. 1634. 4to."

Perfectly anonymous: all names being represented by initials. It consists of only two Parts, each having a separate title page; in which Parts are contained the following:

CASTARA. The First Part.PAGE
i.The Author. [A Prose Preface][11]
ii.G[eorge] T[albot]. Not in the silence of content, and store[14]
iii.Fifty-three Poems, by William Habington.
1.Let the chaste Phœnix from the flowry East,[17]
2.I saw Castara pray, and from the skie,[17]
3.Yee blushing Virgins happie are[18]
4.By those chaste lamps which yeeld a silent light[18]
5.Where am I? not in heaven: for oh I feele[19]
6.Not still ith' shine of Kings. Thou dost retire[19]
7.Doe not their prophane Orgies heare,[20]
8.Sing forth sweete Cherubin (for we have choice[21]
9.In vaine faire sorceresse, thy eyes speake charmes,[22]
10.While you dare trust the loudest tongue of fame,[22]
11.Why doth the stubborne iron prove[23]
12.Transfix me with that flaming dart[24]
13.Wing'd with delight (yet such as still doth beare[25]
14.Learned shade of Tycho Brache, who to us,[26]
15.Ye glorious wits, who finde then Parian stone[26]
16.If she should dye, (as well suspect we may,[27]
17.You younger children of your father stay,[27]
18.Fond Love himselfe hopes to disguise[28]
19.Feare. Checke thy forward thoughts, and know[28]
20.Nimble boy in thy warme flight,[29]
21.Cupids dead, who would not dye,[30]
22.Fly on thy swiftest wing, ambitious Fame,[30]
23.Araphill. Dost not thou Castara read[31]
24.Why haste you hence Castara? Can the earth,[32]
25.I am engag'd to sorrow, and my heart[33]
26.Th' Arabian wind, whose breathing gently blows[33]
27.Looke backe Castara. From thy eye[33]
28.Tis madnesse to give physicke to the dead;[34]
29.The lesser people of the ayre conspire[34]
30.Swift in thy watry chariot, courteous Thames,[35]
31.My Muse (great Lord) when last you heard her sing[35]
32.Thankes Cupid, but the Coach of Venus moves[36]
33.How fancie mockes me? By th' effect I prove,[37]
34.Faire Mistresse of the earth, with garlands crown'd,[37]
35.With your calme precepts goe, and lay a storme,[38]
36.Tis I Castara, who when thou wert gone,[38]
37.Pronounce me guilty of a Blacker crime,[39]
38.Thrice hath the pale-fac'd Empresse of the night,[39]
39.Scorn'd in thy watry Urne Narcissus lye,[40]
40.Banisht from you, I charg'd the nimble winde,[40]
41.Blest Temple, haile, where the Chast Altar stands,[41]
42.Bright Dew which dost the field adorne[41]
43.Stay under the kinde shadow of this tree[42]
44.Dare not too farre Castara, for the shade[43]
45.Vowes are vaine. No suppliant breath[43]
46.Night. Let silence close my troubled eyes,[44]
47.Your judgement's cleere, not wrinckled with the Time,[45]
48.What should we feare Castara? The coole aire,[46]
49.More welcome my Castara, then was light[46]
50.Why dost thou looke so pale, decrepit man?[52]
51.T'was Night: when Phœbe guided by thy rayes,[52]
52.Why would you blush Castara, when the name[53]
53.Like the Violet which alone[53]
CASTARA. The Second Part.
iv.Thirty-six more Poems.
54.This day is ours. The marriage Angell now[59]
55.Did you not see, Castara, when the King[59]
56.Whose whispers soft as those which lovers breath[60]
57.Forsake me not so soone. Castara stay,[61]
58.Hence prophane grim man, nor dare[61]
59.Sleepe my Castara, silence doth invite[62]
60.She is restor'd to life. Unthrifty Death,[62]
61.May you drinke beare, or that adult'rate wine[63]
62.Castara whisper in some dead mans eare,[64]
63.Forsake with me the earth, my faire,[64]
64.Castara weepe not, though her tombe appeare[65]
65.What's death more than departure; the dead go[67]
66.Castara! O you are too prodigall[67]
67.I heard a sigh, and something in my eare[68]
68.You saw our loves, and prais'd the mutuall flame[68]
69.Why should we build, Castara, in the aire[69]
70.Castara, see that dust, the sportive wind[70]
71.Were but that sigh a penitentiall breath[70]
72.Araphill. Castara you too fondly court[71]
73.My thoughts are not so rugged, nor doth earth[72]
74.Tyrant o're tyrants, thou who onely dost[73]
75.The breath of time shall blast the flowry Spring,[73]
76.The reverend man by magicke of his prayer[74]
77.Thy vowes are heard, and thy Castara's name[75]
78.Thou dreame of madmen, ever changing gale,[75]
79.Were we by fate throwne downe below our feare[76]
80.What can the freedome of our love enthrall?[76]
81.Bright Saint, thy pardon, if my sadder verse[77]
82.I like the greene plush which your meadows weare[78]
83.Thou art return'd (great Light) to that blest houre[80]
84.They meet but with unwholesome Springs[80]
85.The Laurell doth your reverend temples wreath[81]
86.'Bout th' husband Oke, the Vine[82]
87.Let not thy grones force Eccho from her cave,[82]
88.We saw and woo'd each others eyes[83]
89.Here Virgin fix thy pillars, and command[98]

2. "CASTARA, &c. The Second Edition. Corrected and Augmented. London. Printed by B. A. and T. F. for Will. Cooke, and are to bee sold at his shop neare Furnivals-Inne Gate in Holburne, 1635. 12mo."

In this second edition, the authorship is avowed by means of a new heading to G. Talbot's poem, at p. [14]. It still consists of but two Parts, each with a separate title: but is augmented by three Characters in prose and twenty-six poems; all by Habington.

CASTARA. The First Part.
i.A Character. A Mistris.[15]
ii.Four additional poems are inserted.
90.Hee who is good is happy. Let the loude[47]
91.Harke, how the traytor winde doth court[49]
92.It shall not grieve me (friend) though what I write[50]
93.You who are earth, and cannot rise[51]
CASTARA. The Second Part.
iii.A Character. A Wife.[57]
iv.Fourteen additional Poems.
94.Though my deare Talbots Fate exact, a sad[84]
95.If your example be obey'd[86]
96.Its false Arithmaticke to say thy breath[88]
97.Why should we feare to melt away in death[89]
98.When Pelion wondring saw, that raine which fell[89]
99.O whither dost thou flye? Cannot my vow[90]
100.Where sleepes the North-wind when the South inspires[90]
101.Should the cold Muscovit, whose furre and stove[91]
102.Amphion, O thou holy shade[92]
103.You'd leave the silence in which safe we are[92]
104.Give me a heart where no impure[94]
105.Why doth the eare so tempt the voyce,[95]
106.I hate the Countries durt and manners, yet[96]
107.I wonder when w'are dead, what men will say;[97]
v.A Character. A Friend.
vi.Eight Elegies "The Funerals of the Honourable, my bestFriend and Kinsman, George Talbot, Esq."[101]
108.(1) Twere malice to the fame; to weepe alone[101]
109.(2) Talbot is dead. Like lightning which no part[102]
110.(3) Let me contemplate thee (faire soule) and though[103]
111.(4) My name, dear friend, even thy expiring breath[104]
112.(5) Chast as the Nuns first vow, as fairely bright[105]
113.(6) Goe stop the swift-wing'd moments in their flight[107]
114.(7) There is no peace in sinne. Æternall war[108]
115.(8) Boast not the rev'rend Vatican, nor all[109]

3. 1640. Third Edition in 12mo: with Titles, Characters, and Poems arranged in the order here reprinted. For titles, see pp. 9, 55, 111. There are no further additions to the first two parts: but there is added an entire Third Part.

CASTARA. Third Part.
i.A Character. The Holy Man.[112]
ii.Twenty-two Poems, chiefly Sacred, with mottoes from the Vulgate. We have here given the equivalent passages in the Authorized version: inserting between [] the Douay version! where it more closely follows the Latin of the Vulgate.
116.O Lord, open thou my lips. Ps. li. 15. No monument of me remaine[115]
117.My harp also is turned to mourning. Job xxx. 31. Love! I no orgies sing[116]
118.I will destroy the wisdom of the wise. 1 Cor. i. 19. Forgive my envie to the World; while I[118]
119.[Declare unto me the fewnes of my days, Douay]. He shortened my days. Ps. cii. 23. Tell me O great All knowing God[119]
120.Not unto us, O Lord. Ps. cxv. 1. No marble statue, nor high[120]
121.The graves are ready for me. Job xvii. 1. Welcome thou safe retreate![121]
122.He fleeth also as a shadow. Job xiv. 2. What shadow your faire body made[122]
123.Night unto night sheweth knowledge. Ps. xix. 2. When I survay the bright[124]
124.But the proud he knoweth afar off. Ps. cxxxviii. 6. To the cold humble hermitage[125]
125.Thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness. Ps. xli. 3. My Soule! When thou and I[126]
126.Praise ye the Lord from the heavens. Ps. cxlviii. 1. You Spirits! who have throwne away[127]
127.He cometh forth like a flower. Job xiv. 2. Faire Madame: you[129]
128.Why boasteth thou thyself in mischief. Ps. lii. 1. Swell no more, proud man, so high![130]
129.My God, my God. Ps. xxii. 1. There is that foole Philosophie[131]
130.[For I am ready for scourges, Douay]. For I am ready to halt. Ps. xxxviii. 17. Fix me on some bleake precipice[133]
131.[The life of man upon earth is a warfare, Douay]. Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth. Job vii. 1. Were it your appetite of glory, (which[134]
132.Shew me thy ways, O Lord. Ps. xxv. 4. Where have I wandred? In what way[136]
133.And exalteth them of low degree. Luke i. 52. How cheerefully th' unpartiall Sunne[138]
134.Lord of Lords. Deut. x. 17. Supreame Divinity! Who yet[139]
135.I will be sorry for my sin. Ps. xxxviii. 18. In what darke silent grove[140]
136.I shall go softly all my years. Is. xxxviii. 15. Time! where didst thou those years inter[142]
137.Having a desire to depart. Phil. i. 23. The soule which doth with God unite[143]

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