not to be cured But by those eies that first the same procured And that poore heart so faithfull constant true That onelie loues and serues and honours you Is like a feeble Ship which torne and rent The Mast of hope being broke and tackling spent Reason the Pilot dead the stars obscured By which alone to saile it was enured No Port no Land no Comfort once expected All hope of safetie vtterlie neglected With dreadfull terror tumbling vp and downe Passions vncertaine waues with hideous sound Doth dailie hourelie minutelie expect When either it should runne and so be wrect Vpon despaires sharpe Rockâ—… or be o're-throwne With storme of your disdaine so fiercely blowne 5 But yet of all the woes that do torment me Of all the torments that do daily rent me Ther 's none so great although I am assured That euen the least cannot be long endured As that so many weekes nay moneths and yeares Nay tedious ages for it so appeares My trembling heart besides so many anguishes T'wixt hope and feare vncertaine howerly languishes Whether your hands your eies your heart of stone Did take my lines and reade them and bemone With one kind word one sigh one pittying teare Th'unfained griefe which you do make me beare Whether y'accepted that last Monument Of my deere loue the booke I meane I sent To your deere selfe when the respectlesse winde Bare me awaie leauing my heart behinde And daigne sometimes when you the same do view To thinke on him who alwaie thinks on you Or whether you as Oh I feare you do Hate both my selfe and gifts and letters too 6 I must confesse vnkind when I consider How ill alas how ill agree togither So peerelesse beautie to so fierce a mind So hard an inside to so faire a rinde A heart so bloudie to so white a brest So proud disdaine with so mild lookes supprest And how my deere Oh would it had bene neuer Accursed word nay would it might be euer How once I say til your heart was estranged Alas how soone my day to night was changed You did vouchsafe my poore eies so much grace Freely to view the riches of your face And did so high exalt my lowlie heart To call it yours and take it in good part And which was greatest blisse did not disdaine For boundlesse loue to yeeld some loue againe When this I say I call vnto my mind And in my heart and soule no cause can find No fact no word whereby my heart doth merit To loue that loue which once I did inherit Despaire it selfe cannot make me despaire But that you 'le proue as kind as you are faire And that my lines and booke O would t' were true Are though I know t not yet receiu'd by you And often haue your crueltie repented Whereby my guiltlesse heart is thus tormented And now at length in lieu of passed woe Will pittie kindnesse loue and fauour shoe 7 But when againe my cursed memorie To my sad thoughts confounded diuerslie Presents the time the teare-procuring time That withâ—…r'd my yong â—…oies before their prime The time when I with tedious absence tired With restlesse loue and rackt desire inspired Comming to finde my earthlie Paradise To glaâ—…e my sight in your two heauenlie eies On which alone my earthlie ioies depended And wanting which my ioy and life were ended From your sweete rosie lips the springs of blisse To draw the Nectar of a sweetest kisse My greedie eares on your sweet words to feed Which canded in your sugred breath proceed In daintiest accents through that currall dore Guarded with pretious Pearle and Rubies store To touch your hand so white so moist so soft And with a rauisht kisse redoubled oft Reuenge with kindest spight the bloudie theft Whereby it closelie me my heart bereft And of all blisse to taste the consummation In your sweet gracefull heauenlie conuersation By whose sweet charmes the soules do you inchant Of all that do your louelie presence haunt In stead of all these ioies I did expect Found nought but frownes vnkindnesse and neglect Neglect vnkindnes frownes nay plaine contempt And open hate from no disdaine exempt No bitter words side looks nor ought that might Engrieue encrease so vnderu'd despight When this I say I thinke and thinke withall How nor those showers of teares mine eies let fall Nor winde of blustring sighs with all their force Could moue your rockie heart once to remorce Can I expect that letter should find grace Or pittie euer in your heart haue place No no I thinke and sad despaire saies for me You hate disdaine and vtterlie abhorre me 8 Alas my Deere if this you do deuise To trie the vertue of your murthering eies And in the Glasse of bleeding hearts to view The glorious splendour of your beauties hew Ah! trie it on rebellious hearts and eies That do withstand the power of sacred lights And make them feele if any such be found How deepe and eurelesle your eies can wound But spare O spare my yeelding heart and saue Him whose chiefe glorie is to be your slaue Make me the matter of your clemencie And not the subiect of your Tyrannie ODE IIII. Being by his absence in Italy depriued of her lookes words and gestures he desireth her to write vnto him I MY onelie starre Why why are your decreeies Where all my liefs peace lies VVith me at warre VVhy to my ruine tending Do they still lighten woe On him that loues you so That all his thoughts in you haue birth and ending II Hope of my heart O wherefore do the words VVhich your sweet tongue affords No hope impart But cruell without measure To my eternall paine Still thunder forth disdaine On him whose life depends vpon your pleasure III Sun-shine of ioie VVhie do your gestures which All eies and hearts be witch My blisse destroie And pities skie o're-clouding Of hate an endlesse showre On that poore heart still powre VVhich in your bosome seeks his onely shrowding IIII Blame of my wound Why are your lines whose sâ—…ght Shou'd cure me with delight My poyson found VVhich through my veines dispersing Make my poore heart and mind And all my senses find A liuing death in torments past rehearsing V Alas my Fate Hath of your Eies depriu'd me VVhich both kil'd and reuiu'd me And sweetned hate Your sweet voyce and sweet Graces Which cloath'd in louely weeds Your cruell words and deeds Are intercepted by farre distant places VI But O the Anguish Which presence still presented Absence hath not absented Nor made to languish No no t' encrease my paining The cause being ah remoued For which th' effect â—… loued Th' effect is still in greatest force remaining VII O cruel Tyger If to your hard hearts center Teares vowes and Prayers may enter Desist your rigour And let kinde lines assure me since to my deadly wound No salue else can be found That you that kill me yet at length will cure me Madrigall 5. Allusion to
earth doth yeeld to heau'n aboue Diuine is loue and scorneth worldly pelfe And can be bought with nothing but with selfe Such is the price my louing heart would pay Such is the pay thy loue doth claime as due Thy due is loue which I poore I assay In vaine assay to quite with friendship true True is my loue and true shall euer be And truest loue is farre too base for thee Loue but thy selfe and loue thy selfe alone For saue thy selfe none can thy loue require All mine thou hast but all as good as none My small desart must take a lower flight Yet if thou wilt vouchsafe my heart such blisse Accept it for thy prisoner as it is His heart arraigned of theft and acquitted MY heart was found within my Ladies brest Close coucht for feare that no man might him see On whom suspect did serue a straight arrest And Felon-like he must arraigned be What could he meane so closely there to stay But by deceit to steale her heart away The bench was set the Prisoner forth was brought My Mistresse selfe chiefe Iudge to heare the cause Th'end◅tement read by which his bloud was sought That he poore heart by stealth had broke the lawes His Plea was such as each man might descrie For grace and truth were read in neither eye Yet forc'd to speake his farther Plea was this That sore pursu'de by me that sought his bloud Because so oft his presence I did misse Whilst as he said he ◅ bour'd for my good He void of helpe to haue his harmes redrest Tooke sanctuary in her sacred brest The gentle Iudge that saw his true intent And that his cause did touch her honour neere Since he from me to her for succour went That ruth migh raigne where rigour did appeare Gaue sentence thus that if he there would bide That place was made a guiltlesse heart to hide MADRIGAL I. THine eyes so bright Bereft my sight When first I viewed thy face So now my light Is turnd to night I stray from place to place Then guide me of thy kindnesse So shall I blesse my blindnesse Phaleuciak I. TIme nor place did I want what held me tongtide What charmes what magicall abused Altars Wherefore wisht I so oft that houre vnhappy When with freedome I might recount my torments And plead for remedy by true lamenting Dumbe nay dead in a trance I stood amazed When those lookes I beheld that late I long'd for No speech no memory no life remained Now speech prat◅th apace my griefe bewraying Now bootlesse memory my plaints remembreth Now life moueth againe but all auailes not Speech life and memory die altogether With speech life memory loue onely dies not Deadly Sweetnesse SWeete thoughts the foode on which I feeding sterue Sweete teares the drinke that more augmēts my thirst Sweete eyes the stars by which my course doth swerue Sweete hope my death which wast my life at first Sweete thoughts sweetteares sweet hope sweet eyes How chance that death in sweetnesse lies Madrigall II. Verball loue IF loue be made of words as woods of trees Who more belou'd then I If loue be hot where true desire doth freeze Who more then she doth frie Are droanes that make no hony counted Bees Is running water drie Is that a gainefull trade that has no fees He liue that dead doth lie What else but blinde is he that nothing sees But deafe that heares no cry Such is her vowed loue to me Yet must I thinke it true to be Ladies eyes serue Cupid both for Darts and Fire OFt haue I mus'd the cause to finde Why loue in Ladies eyes doth dwell I thought because himselfe was blinde He lookt that they should guide him well And sure his hope but seldome failes For loue by Ladies eyes preuailes But time at last hath taught me wit Although I bought my wit full deere For by her eyes my heart is hit Deepe is the wound though none appeare Their glancing beames as darts he throwes And sure he hath no shafts but those I mus'de to see their eyes so bright And little thought they had beene fire I gazde vpon them with delight But that delight hath bred desire What better place can loue require Than that where grow both shafts and fire Loues Contrarieties I Smile sometimes amids my greatest griefe Not for delight for that longsince is fled Despaire did shut the gate against reliefe When loue at first of death the sentence read But yet I smile sometimes in midst of paine To thinke what toyes doe tosse my troubled head How most I wish that most I should refraine And seekethe thing that least I long to sinde And finde the wound by which my heart is slaine Yet want both skill and will to ease my minde Against my will I burne with free consent I liue in paine and in my paine delight I crie for death yet am to liue content I hate the day yet neuer wi◅h for night I freeze for cold and yet refraine the fire I long to see and yet I shunne her sight I scald in Sunne and yet no shade desire I liue by death and yet I wish to die I feele no hurt and yet for helpe enquire I die by life and yet my life defie Heu cogor votinescius esse mei ODE III. Desire and hope DEsire and Hope haue mou'd my minde To seeke for that I cannot finde Assured faith in woman-kinde And loue with loue rewarded Selfe-loue all but himselfe disdaines Suspect as chiefest vertue raignes Desire of change vnchang'd remaines So light is loue regarded True friendship is a naked name That idle braines in pastime frame Extremes are alwaies worthy blame Enough is common kindnesse What flouds of teares do louers spend What sighes from out their hearts ◅hey send How many may and will not mend Loue is a wilfull blindnesse What is the loue they so desire Like loue for loue and equall fire Good louing wormes which loue require And know not when they haue it Is loue in words faire words may faine Is loue in lookes sweet lookes are vaine Both these in common kindnesse raigne Yet few or none so craue it Thou wouldst be lou'd and that of one For vice thou maist seeke loue of none For vertue why of her alone I say no more speake you that know the truth If so great loue be aught but feare of youth ELEGIE III. Her praise is in her want SHe onely is the pride of Natures skill In none but her all graces friendly meet In all saue her may Cupid haue his will By none but her is fancie vnder feet Most strange of all her praise is in her want Her heart that should be flesh is Adamant Laudo quod lugeo Her outward gesture deceiuing his inward hope SMooth are thy lookes so is thy deepest streame Soft are thy lips so is the swallowing sand Faire is thy sight but like vnto a dreame Sweet is thy promise but it will not stand Smoth soft faire
light I flie Of your disdainfull Eyes But in a diuerse wise She with the flame doth play By night alone and I both night and day She to a Candle runnes I to a light far brighter then the Sunnes She neere at hand is fired I both neere hand and farre-away retyred She fondly thinkes nor dead nor burnt to be But I my burning and my death foresee MADIGRAL IX Answers to her question what Loue was IF I behold your Eies Loue is a Paradice But if I view my Hart T is an infernal smart ODE IX That all other Creatures haue their abiding in heauen hell earth ayre water or fire but he in all of them IN heau'n the blessed Angels haue their being In hell the Fiends appointed to damnation To men and beasts Earth yeelds firme habitation The wing'd Musitians in the ayre are fleeing VVith finnes the people gliding Of VVater haue the enioying In Fire all else destroying The Salamander findes a strange abiding But I poore wretch since I did first aspire To loue your beauty Beauties all excelling Haue my strange diuerse dwelling In heau'n hell earth water ayre and Fier Mine Eare while you do sing in Heau'n remaineth My mind in hell through hope and feares contention Earth holds my drossy wit and dull inuention Th ill food of airie sighes my life sustaineth To streames of teares still flowing My weeping Eyes are turned My constant heart is burned In quenchlesse fire within my bosome glowing O foole no more no more so high aspire In Heau'n is no beauty more excelling In hel no such pride dwelling Nor heart so hard in earth ayre water fire MADIGRAL 10. Vpon his timerous silence in her presence Are Louers full of fire How comes it then my verses are so cold And how when I am nigh her And fit occasion wils me to be bold The more I burne the more I do desire The lesse I dare require Ah Loue this is thy wondrous Art To freeze the tongue and fire the heart Madrigal 11. Vpon her long absence If this most wretched and infernall anguish Wherein so long your absence makes me languish My vitall spirits spending Do not worke out my ending Nor yet your long-expected safe returning To heau'nly ioy my hellish torments turning With ioy so ouer fill me As presently it kill me I will conclude hows'euer Schooles deceaue a man No Ioy nor Sorrow can of life bereaue a man Vpon seeing his face in her eye FAirest and kindest of all woman-kind Since you did me the vndeserued grace In your faire Eie to shew me my bad face With loane I le pay you in the selfe same kind Looke in mine Eie and I will shew to you The fairest face that heauens Eie doth view But the small worthlesse Glasse of my dimme Eie Scarce shewes the Picture of your heau'nly face Which yet each slightest turne doth strait deface But could O could you once my heart espie Your forme at large you there engrau'd should see VVhich nor by Time nor Death can razed be Madrigal XII Upon her hiding her face from him Goe wayling Accents go With my warme teares and scalding teares attended To th' Author of my wo And humbly aske her why she is offended Say Deere why hide you so From him your blessed Eies Where he beholds his earthly Paradise Since he hides not from you To His hart wherein Loues heau'n you may view Madrigal 13. Vpon her Beauty and Inconstancy WHosoeuer longs to trie Both Loue and ◅ealousie My faire vnconstant Ladie let him see And he will soone a iealous Louer be Then he by proofe shall know As I doe to my woe How they make my poore heart at once to dwell In fire and frost in heau'n and in hell A Dialogue betweene a Louers flaming heart and his Ladies frozen Breast Hart. Shun not sweet Breast to see me all of fire Breast Flie not deere Hart to finde me all of snow Hart. Thy snow inflames these flames of my desire Breast And I desire Desires sweet flames to know Ha. Thy snow n'il hurt me Br. Nor thy fire wil harme me Ha. This cold wil coole me Br. And this heate wil warme me Hart. Take this chast fire to that pure virgin snow Breast Being now thus warm'd I le ne◅e seeke other fire Hart. Thou giu'st more blisse thā mortal harts may know Breast More blisse I take than Angels can desire Both together Let one ioy fill vs as one griefe did harme vs Let one death kill vs as one loue doth warme vs. ELEGIE 3. For what cause he obtaines not his Lady fauour Deere why hath my long loue and faith vnfained At your faire hands no grace at all obtained I' st that my Pock-hol'd face doth beauty lacke No Your sweet Sex sweet beauty praiseth Ours wit and valour chiefly raiseth I st that my musk-lesse cloaths are plaine and blacke No. What wise Lady loues fine noddies VVith poore-clad mindes and rich-clad bodies I st that no costly gifts mine Agents are No. My true Heart which I present you Should more then pearle or gold content you I st that my Verses want inuention rare No I was neuer skilful Poet I truly loue and plainly shew it I st that I vaunt or am effeminate O scornefull vices I abhorre you Dwel still in Court the place fit for you I st that you feare my loue soone turnes to hate No Though disdain'd I can hate neuer But lou'd where once I loue loue euer I st that your fauours iealous Eyes suppresse No onely vertue neuer-sleeping Both your faire Mindes and Bodies keeping I st that to many moe I loue professe Goddesse you haue my hearts oblation And no Saint else lippes inuocation No none of these The cause I now discouer No woman loues a faithfull worthy Louer AQuatrain IF you reward my loue with loue againe My blisse my life my heau'n I will deeme you But if you proudly quite it with disdaine My curse my death my hell I must esteeme you Sonnet 10. To a worthy Lord now dead vpon presenting him for a New-yeares gift with Caesars Commentaries and Cornelius Tacitus WOrthily famous Lord whose vertues rare Set in the gold of neuer stain'd Nobility And noble minde shining in true humility Make you admir d o◅ all that vertuous are If as your Sword with enuy imitates Great Caesars Sword in all his deeds victorious So your learn'd Pen would striue to be glorious And write your Acts perform'd in forrein States Or if some one with the deepe wit inspir'd Of matchlesse Tacitus would them historifie Then Caesars works so much we should not glorifie And Tacitus would be much lesse desir'd But till your selfe or some such put them forth Accept of these as Pictures of your worth To SAMVEL DANIEL Prince of English Poets Vpon his three seueral sorts of Poesie Lyricall in his Sonnets Tragical in Rosamond Cleopatra Heroicall in his Ciuill Warres OLympias matchlesse Son when as he knew How many crownes his fathers sword
sweet to them that lightly touch Rough hard foule soure to them that take too much Thy lookes so smooth haue drawne away my sight Who would haue though that hookes could so be hid Thy lips so soft haue fretted my delight Before I once suspected what they did Thy face so faire hath burnt me with desire Thy words so sweet were bellowes for the fire And yet I loue the lookes that made me blinde And like to kisse the lips that fret my life In heate of fire an ease of heate I finde And greatest p◅ace in midst of greatest strife That if my choice were now to make againe I would not haue this ioy without this paine Phaleuciacke II. HOw or where haue I lost my selfe vnhappy Dead nor liue am I neither and yet am both Through despaire am I dead by hope reuiued Weeping wake I the night from euen to morning Sighing waste I the day from morne to euening Teares are drink to my thirst by teares I thirst more Sighes are meate that I eate I hunger eating Might I O that I might refraine my feeding Soone would ease to my heart by death be purchast Life and light do I lacke when I behold not Those bright beames of her eyes Apollo darkning Life and light do I lose when I behold them All as Snow by the Sun resolu'd to water Death and life I receiue her eyes beholding Death and life I refuse not in beholding So that dead or aliue I may behold them Lenuoy in riming Phaleuciacks MVse not Ladie to reade so strange a Meeter Strange griefe strange remedie for ease requireth When sweete ioy did abound I writ the sweeter Now that weareth away my Muse retireth In you lies it alone to cure my sadnesse And therewith to reuiue my heart with gladnesse Sonnet IIII. Desire hath conquered reuenge WRong'd by desire I yeelded to disdaine Who cal'd reueng to worke my spite thereby ◅ash was Reuenge and sware Desire should die No price nor praier his pardon might obtaine Downe to my heart in rage he hastes amaine And stops each passage lest Desire should flie Within my eares disdainsull words did lie Proud looks did keepe mine eies with scornful traine Disire that earst but flickred in my brest And wanton-like now prickt now gaue me rest For feare of death sunke deeper in my heart There raignes he now and there will raigne alone Desire is iealous and giues part to none Nor he from me nor I from him can start That he is vnchangeable THe loue of chāge hath chang'd the world throughout And nought is counted good but what is strange New things waxe olde olde new all turne about And all things change except the loue of change Yet feele I not this loue of change in me But as I am so will I alwaies be For who can change that likes his former choise Who better wish that knowes he hath the best How can the heart in things vnknowne reioyce If ioy well tride can bring no certaine rest My choice is made change he that list for me Such as I am so will I alwaies be Who euer chang'd and not confest his want And who confest his want and not his woe Then change who list thy woe shall not be scant Within thy selfe thou feedst thy mortall foe Change cals for change no end no ease for thee Then as I am so will I alwaie◅ be Mine eies confesse they haue their wished sight My heart affirmes it feeles the loue it sought Mine inward thoughts are fed with true delight Which full consent of constant ioy hath wrought And full consent desires no change to see Then as I am so will I alwaies bee Rest then my heart and keepe thine old delight Which like the Phoenix waxeth yong each day Each houre presents new pleasure to my sight More cause of ioy encreaseth eu'ry way True loue with age doth daily cleerer see Then as I am so will I alwaies bee What gain'd faire Cresside by her faithlesse change But losse of time of beauty health and life Marke Iasons hap that euer lou'd to range That lost his children and his princely wife Then change farewell thou art no mate for me But as I am so will I alwaies be Iamais aultre To his eyes VNhappy eyes the causers of my paine That to my foe betraid my strongest hold Wherein he like a tyrant now doth raigne And boasts of winning that which treason sold. Too late you call for helpe of me in vaine Whom loue hath bound in chaines of massie gold The teares you shed increase my hote desire As water on the Smithie kindles fire The sighs that from my heart ascend Like winde disperse the flame throughout my brest No part is left to harbour quiet rest I burne in fire and do not spend Like him whose growing maw The vulture still doth gnaw ODE IIII. Vpon visiting his Lady by Moone-light THe night say all was made to rest And so say I but not for all To them the darkest nights are best Which giue them leaue asleepe to fall But I that seeke my rest by light Hate sleepe and praise the cleerest night Bright was the Moone as bright as day And Venus glistred in the West Whose light did leade the readie way That brought me to my wished rest Then each of them encreast their light While I enioy'd her heauenly sight Say gentle Dames what mou'd your minde To shine so bright aboue your wont Would Phoebe faire Endimion finde Would Venus see Adonis hunt No no you feared by her sight To lose the praise of beauty bright At last for shame you shrunke away And thought to reaue the world of light Then shone my Dame with brighter ray Then that which comes from Phoebus sight None other light but hers I praise Whose nights are cleerer then the daies Vpon her absence THe sommer Sun that scalds the ground with heat And burnes the grasse and dries the riuers source With milder beames the farthest earth doth beate When through the frozen Goat he runs his course The fire that burnes what euer comes to hand Doth hardly heate that farthest off doth stand Not so the heate that sets my heart on fire By distance slakes and lets me coole againe But still the farther off the more desire The absent fire doth burne with hotter pain◅ My Ladies presence burnt me with desire Her absence turnes me into flaming fire Who so hath seene the flame that burneth bright By outward cold in narrow roome supprest Encrease in heat and rage with greater might May gesse what force of fire torments my brest So run the swelling streames with double force Where looks or piles are set to stay their course For when my heart perceiu'd her parting neere By whose sweet sight he liues that else should die It clos'd it selfe to keepe those beames so cleere VVhich from her looke had pierst it through the eye The fiery beames which would breake out so faine By seeking vent encrease my
first this I le by Ioues owne hand Was set apart within great oceans armes And was appointed by her selfe to stand Fenc'â—… round about with rocks from forren harmes She into sundry parts hath oft bene torne And greatest wounds by her owne blowes hath borne But all the fractions now which man did make Since it in one whole number nature gaue Are added vp and brought to one great stake And being all sum'de vp one totall haue For Brittaine now to all the diuidend In one whole quotient all doth comprehend For thou the Monarch of this westerne I le Now all her shiuered parts hast brought together Spreading thy Empires wings eight hundred mile In length and foure in breadth there staying neither But ore'old oceans brest thy arme dost stretch Through Ireland making it to India reach To Iude thou the tribes hast brought againe Which by themselues did in Samaria dwell Iordane by thee whose streame did run amaine Is now dride vp that euery tribe may well To other go thou hast broke downe the wall Which Adrian made and which we picticke call Thou vertues orbe where fame is still ascendent And neuer can her highest auge attaine Conquetour of a I hearts all flattries transcendent Who hold'st it losse to take to giue great gaine Of bounteous deeds the euer-running spring To many wealth to all dost gladnesse bring The Muses dearling who with golden Pen And silu'red tongue thy princely mind canst tell In whom learning a Princes richest Iemme Both humane and diuine abounding dwell The great contriuer of this triple I le To one imperiall diadem and stile The royall product of the princely doue VVhich Englands Noah from peaces Arke sent forth After warres deluge who oliue branch of loue Dost bring with thee in thy returne from North How ioyfully did Brittaine reach her hand To take thee in t ' the Arke of this her land With great Eliza glory of her owne Wonder of future times true Churches nurse The ancient faiths reuiuer on whom were showne Heauens blessings all mens praiers no mans curse Fortunes fauours natures wealth Gods high grace The Muses lodge all vertues dwelling place Our Sun did set with great Elizabeth Before night thou a new day-light didst bring Our sommers peace did close at her cold death Without warres winter thou renewd'st our spring All our liues ioyes with her dead seemd to bee Before intombde they were reuiude by thee Center of royall births in whom do meete Lines drawne from all the noble conquerors bloud Which euer in any part with warlike feete Of this great Iles circumference haue stood With thy faire Queene a sea whither do runne Streames of all royall bloud of Christendome Both royall plants whence princely branches spring VVhereon grow our best fruits of hope and ioy Great of-springs both of many a noble King An antidotesh ' against this lands annoy In whose milde lookes hath princely maiestie A marriage made with modest courtesie She vertues booke bound in a golden couer Wherein nature hath writte with Gods owne quill All beauties learning where thou her true louer Maist reade sweete lectures of delight at will And on the frame of whose diuinest feature All graces shine that can be in a creature Sprung of a double knit to a triple King Late quadruple the holy number Three Gratefull to God did seeme more apt to bring Peace to this land with loue and vnitie Plant royall set by Iuno in this land Whose ancestors by Mars heere once did stand Sacred beautie her makes seeme angelicall Thee heauenly wisedome to the starres do raize Minerua her Apollo thee do call Their dearlings both truest theames of all praise Together liue and loue and long do raigne To our to your to Gods ioy bliâ—…le and gaine To my Lord the Prince DEarling of these of future times the glory Branch royall sprung from many a regall stemme On whose faire structure written is the story Of natures chefest skill worlds choisest Iemme Wits richest Cabinet vertues best aray Centre where lines of all hearts loues do meete Sweete ground whereon the Muses loue to play Ripe in wit though greene in yeares of forme most sweet Scotlands faire fruit Englands great hope Frances loue Irelands awe Cambriaes ioy great Brittains â—…ame Abridgement of all worth the mighty Ioue Long lengthen your good daies and still your name And when you shall haue honoured long this land Grant you a glorious Saint in heauen to stand To the excellent Lady Elizabeth her Grace FAire vertues Iemme set in most royall gold The worthiest owner of the fairest mansion Rich prize for which nature and fortune hold VVith Muses and graces Great contention All which by agreement this partition make None of themselues worthy of all discerning Nature your beauty Graces your vertues take Fortune shares your honour Muses your learning Map of perfection who deserue to be And are the worthiest marke the world can yeeld For all great Christian Princes loues they see Such vertues wheat growing in beauties field Long may you liue a holy and happy life A royall maide first then a royall wife De lapsu hominis in Adam PAuper amabilis venerabilis est benedictus Diues inutilis insatiabilis est maledictus Qui â—…ona negligit mala diligit intrat abyssum Nulla potentia nulla pecunia liberat ipsum Irremeabilis insatiabilis illa vorago Hic vbi mergitur horrida cernitur omnis image Uir miserabilis Euaque flebilis hoc subierunt Hic cruciamina per sua crimina cum mâ—…ruerunt Iussa Dei pia iussa salubria si tenuissent Vir neque fâ—…mina nec sua semina morte perissent Sed quia spernere iussaque soluere non timuere Mors grauis irrujt hoc merito fuit periere Ianua mortis passio fortis crimen corum Aâ—…tulit â—…rbi semina morbi totque malorum Illa parentes atque sequentes culpa peremit Atque piarâ—…m deliciarum munus ademit â—…lebile fatum dans cruciatum dansque dolorem Illa merenti perdere tanti regis honorem Est data saeuam causa per Euam perditionis Dum meliorem sperat honorem voce draconis Hoc male credens nos quoque laedens crimine magnâ—… Omnia tristi subdidit isti saecula damnâ—… Stirps miserorum plena dolorum postea creuit His quoque damnis pluribus annis subdita fleuit De restitutione hominis per Christum SEd Deus omnipotens qui verbo cuncta creauit Sic cecidisse dâ—…lens homines quos semper amauit Ipse suum verbum transmiâ—…it ad inâ—…im a mundi Exulibus miseris aperire viam redeundi Filius ergo Dei descendit ab arce superna Nunquam discedens à maiestate paterna Qui corpus sumens animatum numine saluâ—… Processit natus sacrae de virginis aluâ—… Uerus homo verusque Deus pius miseratâ—…r Uerus saluator nostraeque salutis amator Sponte suâ—… morâ—…ens mortem moriendo peremit â—…t sic pâ—…rpetua miserâ—…s à morte redemit Namque pia de morte resurgens vt Leo fâ—…rtis Restituit vitam prostrato principe mortis Of the fall of man in Adam THe poore maÌ„ belou'd for vertue approu'd right blessed is he Where couetous chuâ—…f who neuer hath enough accursed shal be Who goodnes reiecteth euill affecteth shall fall in the pit No plenty of pence shall free him from thence no power nor wit Both vnrepassable and vnsatiable that gulph will appeare Imbogd he shall be where nought he shall see but horror feare Adam vnstable and Eue variable the very first time By falling from God deserued this rod O horrible crime For had they adhered to God him feared by keeping his reede TheÌ„ death had not come on the maÌ„ or the womaÌ„ or any their seed But when as the man from Gods will began basely to reuolt For his grieuous sinne death came rushing in and on him laid holt This was the great crime which at the first time by craft of the deuill Did bring in the seed of sicknes and need all other euill This was the sin which first did begin our parents to kill And heauenly foode prepard for our good did vtterly spill Vnhappy the fate which first such a state such sorrow did bring To him that had lost so much to our cost our heauenly king The credulous Eue t was she that did giue the cause of such euill Hoping that honor wold come more vpoÌ„ her deceiued by the deuiâ—… Beleeuing of him did make her to sin to all our great losse For mankind e're sence receiued from hence an horrible crosse For all the nations through all generatioÌ„s which after haue bene With grief of their heart haue tasted the smart of that primitiue â—…in Of the restoring of man by Christ. BVt Ioue omnipotent all things by his word who created Griâ—…uing man to be falâ—…e whose loue was in him so innated Sent from aboue his word for man to prepare a returning Thence where else had he lien through all eternity burning So Gods onely begotten sonne came downe to redeeme vs Yet did he still himselfe his fathers glory beteeme vs. A body formde with a soule to his diuinity taking And to be borne of a virgine his humanity making Borne very God very man he a man God mercifull holy Purchased our saluation was our Sauiour wholy For by his willing death he deaths selfe wholy defeated And so vs all from eternall death by death â—…ebegetted From death again rising he deaths prince mightily maimed Whereby his owne from death to eternall life he regained FINIS