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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11417	The historie of Iudith in forme of a poeme. Penned in French, by the noble poet, G. Salust. Lord of Bartas. Englished by Tho. Hudson.; Histoire de Judit. English	Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Hudson, Thomas, 16th/17th cent.	1584 (1584)	STC 21671; ESTC S110849	55,564	124

to heauen it went He that the nomber of the leaues could cast that in Nouember fals by winter blast He that could tell the drops of raine or slete that Hyad Orion or Pleiades wete sheds on the ground that man might only tell W … head● what teares from Iudiths eyes incessant fell VVhat treasur-and golde what he left her tho In place of pleasure caused all her woe The sight of them made her in hart recorde their olde possessor and her louing Lord. Though she had had asmuch of gold and good As Lydia land or Tagus golden flood yet losing him of treasure she was bare For whome all other treasures caus de her care Yet in this state she stoutly did sustaine Like patient Iob contempning all her paine Three times the sunne returned had his prime ' Si●ce this befell and yet the slyding tyme ' That wonted is to weare all woes awaye Could neuer for his death her dolour staye But alwayes in some black attyre she went Right modestly liu'd on litle rent Deuout she was most tymes sole and sad with dole in hart mourning vesture clad Outshedding teares as doth the turtle doue on withred stalke that waills her absent loue And widow like all pleasure doth forsake And neuer intends to take a secound make Thus Iudith chast within her house abode And seldome was she sene to come abrode Vnlesse it weare to see some wofull wife whose childe or husband was bereft of life Or for to visit some in sicknesse rage their longsome paine and dollours to asswage Or for to go to Church as God allowes to pray and offer to performe her vowes Thus haue I shortly told you brother deare the state of her on whome our citie heare haue fixed all their eyes but I can nought tell wher she goes much les what 's in her thought But if we may of passed things collect the things to come then may we well aspect Great good of her for that euen in her face Is signe of ioy and great presage of grace Or some good hap With this and other talke they cut the night as they together walke This while the worthie widow with her mayd Past towards th'enmies camp not vnafrayde For ere she had two hundreth paces past The Syrian Soldiers in her way were cast VVho spack her thus O faire excellent wight whence what art thou what doest thou here this night In Syrian camp I am quod she a gaine An Izralite whome dollours doth constraine To flee this towne and for my lifes relief submits me to the mercie of your chiefe They tooke her to the Duke but who hath sene the throngs of folke where proclamations bene In sōe great woen or where some mōstrous beast Is brought wondred at by most least that mā might Iudge what flocks of soldiers came From euerie part to see that Hebrew Dame To see that faire so chast so amiable the more they gasde she seemd more admirable Her wavring haire disparpling flew apart In seemely shed the rest with reckles art with many-a curling ring decord her face and gaue her lashie browes a greater grace Tow bending bowes of Heben coupled right two lucent starres that were of heavnly light two geaty sparks where Cupid chastly hydes His subtill shafts that from his quiuer glydes Tweene these two sunnes and front of equall sise A comely figure formally did ryse VVith draught vnleuell to her lip descend where Momus self could nothing discomend Her pitted cheekes aperde to be depaint with mixed rose lillies sweete and saint Her dulcet mouth with precious breath repleate Excelde the Saben Queene in sauour sweete Her Corall lips discovred as it were two ranks of Orient pearle with smyling chere Her yvrie neck and brest of Alabastre Made Heathen men of her more Idolastre Vpon her hand no wrinkled knot was seene But as each nail of mother of pearle had beene In short this Iudith was so passing faire that if the learned zeuxis had bene th aire And seene this Dame when he with pensile drew the Croton Dames to forme the picture trew Of her for whome both Grece and Asia fought this onely patron chief be would haue sought Hesen No sooner Iudith entred his Pauillion But in her face arose the red vermillion with shamefast feare but then with lāguage sweet The courteous Genrall mildly gan her greet My loue I am I am not yet so fell As fals reporte doth to you Hebrews tell They are my sonnes I wil be their father that honours me and them I loue the rather that worships for their God th' Assyrian King They shal be well assurde to want nothing And this shall Izak know if they will render Vnto that bonte ous king as their defender For thy my loue tell me withouten feare the happie motyf of thy comming heare O Prince quoth she with an assured face Most strong and wise most in heauens grace that drawes the sword with steele vpon his brest with helme on head and Iaunce in yron rest Since that my feeble Sex and tender youth Cannot longtime endure the cruell drouth the wakrife trauels frayes and haszards great That day and night our Burgesses doth threat Yet neuerthelesse this is not whole the cause that from my Citties body me withdrawes to this your Camp but that most grudging griefe Which burnes my zealous hart without reliefe Is this my Lord I haue a holy feare to eate those meates that God bids vs forbeares But Sir I see that our besieged towne Is so beset with mischiefe vp and downe The people wil be forst to eate in th' end the meats that God expresly doth defend Then will the lord with iust reuēge him wreak Vpon all those that do his statutes break Withouten fight their Citties he will sack And make one man of thine ten thousand wrack that flyes his furie and thy furious face Nowe I of Bethull am and in this place Beseech thy noble grace if so thee please with courteous ayde to giue my dolours ease ' Of common sence he is depriued cleene ' that falls with closed eye on danger seene ' And he that may both paine and hurt eschewe ' Is vaine if he his proper death pursewe Then in this quiet dale if I may byde in secret for to pray ech evning tyde to God I shall as he doth me enspyre Assure you when enkendled is his yre Against our folke Then shall I take on hand to leade thine Armie through all Iurie land And streaming standarts set on Syon hill where none with weapons dare resist thy will No not a verie dog in euening dark At noyse of harnes shall against thee bark Thy onely name shall fray the Armies bold Before thy face the mountaine tops shall fold R The floods shall drye from their running stay To make thine Hoste a new vncouth way O Iewell of the world quoth he ô Dame For gratious spech and beutie worthie fame Now