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A18592	The anuals [sic] of great Brittaine. Or, A most excellent monument wherein may be seene all the antiquities of this kingdome, to the satisfac ion both of the vniuersities, or any other place stirred with emulation of long continuance. Excellently figured out in a worthy poem.; Loves martyr	Chester, Robert, 1566-1640.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. aut; Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637. aut; Chapman, George, 1559?-1634. aut; Marston, John, 1575?-1634. aut	1611 (1611)	STC 5120; ESTC S116061	77,656	191

we will leaue this ill corrupted Land We 'le take our course through the blew Azure skie And set our feete on Paphos golden sand There of that Turtle Doue we 'le vnderstand And visite him in those delightfull plaines Where Peace conioyn'd with Plenty still remaines Pho●nix I come I come and now farewell that strond Vpon whose craggie rockes my Ship was rent Your ill beseeming follies made me fond And in a vastie Cell I vp was pent Where my fresh blooming Beauty I haue spent O blame your selues ill nurtred cruell Swaines That fild my scarlet Glorie full of Staines Nature Welcome immortall Bewtie we will ride Ouer the Semi-circle of Europa And bend our course where we will see the Tide That partes the Continent of Affrica Where the great Cham gouernes Tartaria And when the starrie Curtaine vales the night In Paphos sacred Ile we meane to light Phoenix How glorious is this Chariot of the day Where Phoebus in his crystall robes is set And to poore passengers directs a way O happie time since I with Nature met My immelodious Discord I vnfret And sing sweet Hymnes burn Myrrhe Frankensence Honor that Isle that is my sure defence Nature Looke Phoenix ore the world as thou dost ride And thou shalt see the pallaces of Kings Great huge-built Cities where high States abide Temples of Gods and Altars with rich offrings To which the Priests their sacrifices brings Wonders past wonder strange Pyramides And the gold-gathering Strong of Euphrates 〈◊〉 O what rich pleasure dwelleth in this Land Greene springing Medowes high vpreared Hils The white-fleest Ewe brought tame vnto the hand Faire running Riuers that the Countrie fils Sweet flowers that faire balmy Deaw distils Great peopled Cities whose earth-gracing show Time is asham'd to touch or ouerthrow Nature Besilent gentle Phoenix I le repeate Some of these Cities names that we descrie And of their large foundation I le intreate Their Fonnder that first rear'd them vp on hie Making a glorious Spectacle to each eie Warres wald Defender and the Countries grace Not battred yet with Times controlling Mace Alfred the father of faire El●●eda Founded three goodly famous Monasteries In this large I le of sweete Britania For to refresh the poore soules miseries That were afflicted with calamities One in the Towne surnamed Edlingsey Which after ages called Athelney The second House of that Deuotion He did erect at worthy Winchester A place well planted with Religion Called in this age the new-builded Minster Still kept in notable reparation And in this famous builded Monument His bodie was interd when life was spent The last not least surpassing all the rest Was Oxfords honorable foundation Since when with Learnings glorie it is blest Begun by the godly exhortation Of the Abbot Neotus direction From whose rich womb pure Angell-like Diuinitie Hath sprong to saue vs from Calamitie Leyre the sonne of Baldud being admitted To beare the burden of the British sway A Prince with Natures glorie being fitted At what time Ioas raigned King of Iuda To make his new got Fame to last for aye By Sore he built the Towne of Caerleir That to this day is called Leycester Belin that famous worthy Brytaine King That made the Townes of France to feare his frowne And the whole Romish Legion to sing And to record his gracious great renowne Whose host of men their Townes were firing Builded in Southwals height Caerlion Or termed Arwiske Caerlegion This glorious Citie was the onely Pride In eldest age of all Demetia Where many notable Monuments abide To grace the Countrey of Britania That from Times memorie can neuer slide Amphibulus was borne in this sweete place Who taught S. Albon Albon full of grace King Lud surnam'd the great Lud-hurdibras The sonne of Leil builded the famous Towne Of Kaerkin with a huge Tower of brasse Now called Canterburie of great renowne Able to bide the raging Foes stout frowne The Metropolitans seate where Learning sits And chiefe of all our English Bishoprickes This noble King builded faire Caerguent Now cleped Winchester of worthie fame And at Mount Paladour he built his Tent That after ages Shaftsburie hath to name His first foundation from King Leyls sonne came About which building Prophet Aquila Did prophesie in large Brytania King Leill a man of great religion That made his bordring neighbours for to yeeld And on their knees to pleade Submission Being eldest sonne to Brute surnam'd Greeneshield The Cittie of Caerleits he did build Now called Carleyle by corruption And Time that leades things to confusion Cambridge a famous Vniuersitie The Nurse of Learning and Experience The Chearisher of true Diuinitie That for the Soules good wisedome doth commence Confuting Vice and driuing Error thence Was built by Sigisbert but wrought effectually By Kings and Lords of famous memorie Ebranke the sonne of stout Mempritius Hauing in matrimoniall copulation Twentie one wiues in large Britanicus And thirtie daughters by iust computation And twentie sonnes of estimation Builded Caerbranke famous for the name Now called Englands Yorke a place of Fame He in Albania large and populous Now termed Scotland of the Scottish Sect Because his deedes should still be counted famous The Castle of Maidens there he did erect And to good purpose did this worke effect But iron-eating Time the Truth doth staine For Edingburgh the Citie doth remaine And in that Maiden Castle he did frame To grace the building to the outward eie Nine Images of stone plac'd in the same Which since haue stay'd times perpetuetie In the true forme of worke-mans excellencie Not any whit diminisht but as pe●fect As in the first●dayes minute they were set Phoenix Nature I muse at your description To see how Time that old rust-cankard wretch Honors forgetfull Friend Cities confusion That in all Monuments hath made a Breach To auncient names brought alteration And yet at this day snch a place remaines That all Times honor past with honor staines Nature Those carued old-cut stonie Images That beautifie the Princes stately Towers That graces with their grace the Pallaces And high imperiall Emperizing bowers Were neuer raz'd by Times controlling houres Nine worthie women almost equiualent With those nine worthie men so valient Three of the nine were Iewes and three were Gentiles Three Christians Honors honorable Sexe That from their foes did often beare the spoiles And did their proud controlling neighbours vexe Which to their name did Noblenesse annexe An Embleame for true borne Gentilitie To imitate their deedes in chiualrie The first Minerua a right worthie Pagon That many manlike battailes manly fought She first deuiz'd Artillerie of yron And Armour for our backes she first found out Putting our li●es deare hazard from some doubt She gouerned the Libians and got Victories With Honor by the lake Tritonides Our maine pitcht Battels she first ordered Setting a Forme downe to this following Age The orders of Incamping she first registred

quell Yet did he temper rigour with his meeknesse And like a Lion scorn'd to touch the Lambe Where they submissiue-like vnto him came Against the Pictes he held continuall warre The which vnto the Saxons were allide And with the subtill Scot did alwaies iarre Who neuer true to Arthur would abide But sco●ning his ad●ancement to the Crowne Did thinke by force to pull his greatnesse downe The chiefest cause of this hot mortall strife That mou'd these Kings to be dissentious Was that the King of Pictes had tane to wife The ●ldest sister of Aureliu● And Cornon king of Scots had married The youngest sister to his Princely bed Wherefore they thought the Brytish Regiment Should haue descended to the lawfull heires Of Anna wife to both in gouernment Aud he as King to rule their great affaires And do infer●e king Arthures barstardie And vniust claime to that high dignitie And presently they do dispatch i● hast Ambassadours to famous Brytanie Of their great Peeres for to demaund at last The kingdomes Crowne and kingdomes Royaltie Who scorning for to heare a stranger nam'd Crowned king Arthur whom the world hath fam'd The Coronation of King Arthur and the Solemnitie thereof the proud message of the Romanes and the whole resolution of King Arthur and his Nobles THe appointed time and great Solemnitie Approched of king Arthurs Coronation To which high states of mightie Dignitie Assembled at the Citie of Caerlean In Caesars time cal'd Vrbs Legionum A Title d●ubtlesse b●●ring some import Where many famous Brytaines did resort To grace king Arthur whom the Britaines loued Came th●ee Arch bishops Englands chiefe renowne Both London Yorke and Dubright H●nor moued On Arthurs head to set the British Crowne That after puld the pride of Nations downe Vnto the Pallace of this 〈◊〉 King They were conuay'd 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 born Fame did spring Dubright because the Court at that time lay Within the co●pas●e of hi● 〈◊〉 In his owne p●●son o● thi● Ro●all day Richly to fur●ish him he did 〈◊〉 His loue vnto his King he did expresse And at his hands the King was dignified When Aue Caesar lowd the people cride This happie Coronation being e●ded The King was brought in sumptuous royaltie With all the peoples harts being befriended To the Cathedrall church of that ●●me See Being the Metropoliticall in nobilitie With lowd exclai●ing ioy of peoples voyce That God might blesse their Land for such a choice On either hand did two Archbishops ride Supporting Arthur of Brita●ia And soure Kings before him did abide Angisell King of stout Albania And Cadual King of Venedoci● Cador of Cornewaile mongst these Princes past And Sater of Demetia was the last These ●oure attired in ●ich ornaments Foure golden Sword● before the King did beare Betokening foure royall Gouernments And foure true Noble harts not dreading feare That Enuie from their 〈◊〉 can neuer teare Before them play 〈…〉 tun'd melodie That birds did sing to make it heauenly King Arthurs Queene vnto the Church was brought With many noble Peer●● being conducted Her Armes and Titles royally were wrought And to her noble Fame were ga●nished That In●amie had neare diminished Foure Queenes before her bore foure siluer Doues Expressing their true Faith and husbands Loues To braue King Arthur on this solem●e feast This day of high vnspeakeable dignitie Came foure graue discreet persons of the best From Romes Lieutenant proud in Maiestie Carying in token of their Embassage Greene Oliue boughs and their deare Lieges message The Epistle of Lucius Tiberius the Romane Lieutenant to Arthur King of Britanie LVcius Tiberius Romes great gouernour To Arthur King of large Britania As he deserueth fauour a● our hands Rome and the Romane Senators do wonder And I my selfe exceedingly do muse To thinke of thy audacious haughtie mind And thy tyrannicall dealing to our State Hote firie Anger boyleth in my breast And I am mou'd with honour of the cause For to reuenge thy Iniuries to Rome And that like one or'proud of his estate Refusest to acknowledge her thy head Neither regardest speedily to redresse Thy base and blind obliuious ouersight And uniust dealing to offend the Senate Vnto whose high imperiall Dignitie V●lesse Forgetfulnesse do bleare thine eyes Thou knowst the whole huge Circle of the world Are made Contributorie and owe vs homage The tribute that the Britaines ought to pay The which the Senate did demaund of thee Being due vnto the Romaine Emperie For that braue Iulius Caesar had enioy'd And many worthy Romanes many yeares Thou in contempt of vs and our Estate Our honorable Estate and dignitie Presum'st iniuriously for to detaine The consines of wel-seated Gallia The Prouinces of Sauoy and Daulphine With hot-stam'd fierie warre hast thou subdude And gotten in thy large possession The Ilands of the bordring Ocean The Kings whereof so long as we enioy'd them Payd tribute to our Noble auncestors The Senate highly mou'd with thy presumption Determine for to redemaund amends And restitution for thy open wrongs I therefore from the noble S●natours Commaund thee on thy true Allegiance To Rome to them to me and our Estate That in the midst of August next ensuing Thou do repaire to Rome there for to answer Before the worthie Senate and the Lords Thy Trespasse and abide arbitr●ment Such as by them shall there be ordred And iustic● shall impose vpon thy head Which thing if thou presumptuously refuse I will forthwith inuade thy Territories Wast thy whole Countrey burne thy Townes and Cities And what so ere thy rashnesse hath detain'd From Rome or from the Romaine Emperie I will by dint of sword subdue againe Thus arm'd with hopefull Resolution Wee le stay thy answer of submission Lu. Tib. Cador the Duke of Cornewaile his Oration to the King REnowmed Arthur and thrice-worthie Britaine O how a liuely bloud doth fill my veines At this proud message of the hawtie Romaines I hitherto my Lord haue bene in feare Lest that the worthy Britaines with much ease And long continuall peace and quietnesse Should grow to too much slouth and cowardize And lose that honorable Reputation Of Chiualrie and Martiall discipline Wherein right Noble King we haue bene counted For to surmount all Nations of the world For where the vse of Armes is not esteem'd But buried in Obliuions loathsome caue And want on dallying held in aestimate It cannot chuse but pale-fac'd Cowardize Must dimme and cleane deface all worthy Vertue Fiue yeares haue fully runne their monthly course Sin●e 〈◊〉 pu● off our a●●our from our backes Or heard the Trumpets clang or in our eares Or marc●t in triumph with the ratling Drum Being ●uzzeled in ess●m●nate delights G●d wil●ing that our names should not be blotted ●ith the ●oule staine of beastly sluggardi● H●th stirred vp the proud insulting Romanes To wh●t our dull edg'd swords not now in vse To ●ut their heads off in this rightfull cause And scoure our rustie Armour long laid vp To buckle with so proud an enemie Therefore great Arthur

in thy greatnesse raise Thy colours vp for to vpreare thy praise Ca. Cor. The Oration of King Arthur to his Lordes and Followers MY Fellowes and my deare Companions ●●th in the aduerse chances of our age And prosperous successefull happinesse Whose true vnspeakable fidelities In giuing counsell touching warres abroad And home-bred mutinies amongst our selues With good successefulnesse haue I perceau'd In your deepe wisedomes and your g●●●itie Affoord me now your honorable 〈◊〉 Wisely foreseeing what you thinke conuenient Touching the proud command'ment sent from Rome A thing at first carefully deliberated Is in the end most easily tollerated We therefore shall with easier burden brooke The hawtie message of Tiberius Lucius If mongst our selues in wisedome we conferre How and which way to answer his demaund And surely noble Followers I suppose We haue no cause to feare their forreine braues For that vpon a most vniust request He seekes to haue a tribute paid from Britaine Because forsooth in Iulius Caesars time Through iarres and discords of the ancient Brytaine The tribute hath beene due and payable For when our countrie was at full possest With ciuill garboiles and domesticke brawles Their Caesar did ariue wihin this land And with this armed souldiers full of force Brought in subiection that vnquiet Nation By this alleadgance they vniustly craue Tribute and satisfaction at our hands For nothing that is got by violence May iustly be possest by violence Sith therefore he presumeth to demaund A thing being most vnlawfull at our hands By the same reason let vs demaund of him Tribute at Rome mauger their Romish power And he that is the mightier in force Let him possesse the honor of the tribute For if his allegations and demaunds Be forcible and worthie to be kept Because their Caesar and some Romane Princes Haue sometimes conquered Brytania By the like reason I do thinke that Rome Ought to pay tribute and to do vs homage Because my Predecessors conquered it Bellin the noble King of Brytanie With his braue brother Brennus warlike ayde Being then accounted Sauoies noble Duke Razed the wals of Rome and set his Standard With victorie vpon the Citie gates And in the middle of their Market place Hung vp twentie of their chiefest Noblemen And Constantine the sonne of Helena And Maximinianus my neere Cou●ins W●re both inthroniz'din the Imperiall seate And gouernment of Romes great Emperie As touching Fraunce and other Ilands there We neede not answer their out-brauing termes For they refused to defend their owne When we by force redeem'd them from their hands Then counsell me thrise-worthy Brytaine Peeres Abandoning base cowardize and feares K. Arthur The Answer of Howell King of litle Brytaine THough all your wisedomes and your grauities Handmaides to Counsell and Nobilitie Should be engraued in one golden leafe More to the purpose could not you inferre Then thy most graue and exquisite Oration They eloquent and Tully-like aduise Hath furnisht vs with such experiment Whereby we ought incessantly to praise In you the wisedome of a constant man For if with all post expedition You will prepare a voyage vnto Rome That doh expect our haste and royall comming According to the reasons you alleage I doubt not but that faire Victoria Will sit in triumph on our conquering Helmes To fright the mindes of Romish aduersaries Sith we defend our auncient libertie Disdaining for to beare a seruile yoke Which to this day the Britaines do maintaine Let vs go chearefully and demaund of them With Iustice what vniustly they demaund For he that doth deface anothers right And thinkes vniustly for to dispossesse And take from him his owne inheritance Deseruedly and with a worthy meanes Not violating large and hostile Armes May he be put from that which is his owne By him to whom the wrong is offred Seeing therefore that the Romanes would vsurpe The royall dignitie of worthy Britaine Due to your honorable auncestors I doubt not noble King but wee le regaine That which your Predecessors haue possest Euen in the middle of their proudest Citie If we may come to buckle with our foes This is the conflict that true hearted Britaines So long haue wisht to happen to our age These be the prophesies of wise Sibilla Long time agoe plainly and truly told And now at length fulfilled to our ioy That of the third race of the worthie Britaines There should be borne a Prince to repossesse The Romish Empire and their Dignitie For two of these the prophesie is past In Belin and that worthie Constantine Who ouercame and gaue the Armes of Rome Now haue we none but you my gracious Liege The third and last not least in all our eyes To whom this high Exploit is promised Make haste therefore most royall Soueraigne For to receiue that which our God will giue Hasten for to subdue their willing minds Which profer vp their honor to your hands Hasten deare Liege for to aduance vs all That willingly will spend our liues and lands For the aduancement of our libertie And to a●chieue this Labour worthie King Ten thousand armed souldiers will I bring Ho. K. of Brit. Angusel King of Albania his Answere to the King SInce first I heard my Soueraigne speake his mind Ful fraught with Eloquēce and learned Counsel A sodaine ioy did so possesse my soule As that in words I cannot vtter forth The explanation of my willing thoughts In all our Victories and Conquests wonne Subduing many Regions many Kings Nothing at all in honour haue we gain'd If that we suffer the proud-minded Romanes And hautie Germaines to vsurpe vpon vs And do not now reuenge those bloudie s●●ughtert Enacted on our friends and countrymen And sith Occasion now is profered And Libertie to trie our force of Armes I do reioyce to see this happie day Wherein we may but meet and ioyne with them I thrist my Lord in heart for sweet reuenge As if three dayes I had beene kept from drink● The wounds I should receiue vpon that day Would be as pleasant to my labouring soule As Water to a thirstie Traueller Or else Releasement to a man condemn'd Nay Death it selfe were welcome to my bosome For to reuenge our Fathers iniuries Defend our libertie aduance our King Let vs giue onset on that meacocke Nation Those fond effeminate vnruly people And fight it out vnto the latest man That after we haue spread our wauing Colours In signe of Triumph and of Victorie We may enioy the Honors they possesse And for my part renowned valiant King Two thousand armed horsemen will I bring An. K. A●b A Royall armie Arthur hath prouided To beard the brauing Romanes in their Countrie And like a Martialist hath them diuided To buckle with so proud an Enemie And Courage ioyn'd with Resolution Doth pricke them forwards ●o this Action The Britains hawtie and resolued men Stout valiant of Bellonas warlike brood Chear'd on their Followers and began agen For to reuiue their new decayed blood And to redeeme to

hote Teame to tune our Lay. Nor will we beg of thee Lord of the Vine To raise our spirites with thy coniuring Wine In the greene circle of thy Iuy twine Pallas nor thee we call on Mankind Maide That at thy birth mad'st the poore Smith afraide Who with his Axe thy Fathers Mid-wife plaide Go crampe dull Mars light Ven●s when he snorts Or with thy Tribade Trine inuent new sports Thou nor their loosenesse with our Making sorts Let the old Boy your sonne ply his old Taske Turne the stale Prologue to some painted Maske His Absence in our Verse is all we aske Hermes the cheater cannot mixe with vs Though he would steale his sisters Pegasus And rifle him or pawne his Petasus Nor all the Ladies of the Thespian Lake Though they were crusht into one forme could make A Beauty of that Merit that should take Our Muse vp by Commission No we bring Our owne true Fire Now our Thought takes wing And now an Epode to deepe eares we sing Epos NOt to know Vice at all and keepe true state Is Vertue and not Fate Next to that Vertue is to know Vice well And her blacke spight expell Which to effect since no breast is so sure Or safe but shee 'l procure Some way of entrance we must plant a guard Of Thoughts to watch and ward At th' Eye and Eare the Ports vnto the Mind That no strange or vnkind Obiect arriue there but the Heart our spie Giue knowledge instantly To wakefull Reason our Affections King Who in th'examining Will quickly taste the Treason and commit Close the close cause of it T is the securest Pollicie we haue To make our Sense our Slaue But this faire course is not embrac'd by many By many scarce by any For either our Affections do rebell Or else the Sentinell That shal ring larum to the Heart doth sleepe Or some great Thought doth keepe Backe the Intelligence and falsely sweares They 'r base and idle Feares Whereof the loyall Conscience so complaines Thus by these subtill traines Do seuerall Passions still inuade the Mind And strike our Reason blind Of which vsurping ranke some haue thought Loue The first as prone to moue Most frequent Tumults Horrors and Vnrests In our enflamed brests But this doth from their cloud of Error grow Which thus we ouerblow The thing they here call Loue is blind Desire Arm'd with Bow Shafts and Fire Inconstant like the Sea of whence 't is borne Rough swelling like a Storme With whome who sailes rides on the surge of Feare And boiles as if he were In a continuall Tempest Now true Lou● No such effects doth proue That is an Essence most gentile and fine Pure perfect nay diuine It is a golden Chaine let downe from Heauen Whose linkes are bright and euen That fals like Sleepe on Louers and combines The soft and sweetest Minds In equal knots This beares no Brands nor Darts To murder different harts B●t in a calme and God-like vnitie Preserues Communitie O who is he that in this peace enioyes Th' Elixir of all ioyes A Forme more fresh then are the Eden bowers And lasting as her flowers Richer then Time and as Times Vertue ●are Sober as saddest Care A fixed Thought an Eye vntaught to glance Who blest with such high chance Would at suggestion of a steepe Desire Cast himselfe from the spire Of all his Happinesse But soft I heare Some vicious Foole draw neare That cries we dreame and sweares there 's no such thing As this chaste Loue we sing Peace Luxurie thou art like one of those Who being at sea suppose Because they moue the Continent doth so No Vice we let thee know Though thy wild Thoughts with Sparrowes wings do flie Turtles can chastly die And yet in this t' expresse our selfe more cleare We do not number here Such Spirites as are onely continent Because Lusts meanes are spent Or those who doubt the common mouth of Fame And for their Place or Name Cannot so safely sinne Their Chastitie Is meere Necessitie Nor meane we those whom Vowes and Conscience Haue fild with Abstinence Though we acknowledge who can so abstaine Makes a most blessed gaine He that for loue of goodnesse hateth ill Is more Crowne-worthy still Then he which for sinnes Penaltie forbeares His Heart sinnes though he feares But we propose a person like our Doue Grac'd with a Phoenix loue A beauty of that cleare and sparkling Light Would make a Day of Night And turne the blackest sorrowes to bright ioyes Whose Od'rous breath destroyes All taste of Bitternesse and makes the Ayre As sweete as she is faire A Bodie so harmoniously composde As if Nature disclosde All her best Symmetrie in that one Feature O so diuine a Creature Who could be false too chiefly when he knowes How onely she bestowes The wealthy treasure of her Loue in him Making his Fortunes swim In the full floud of her admir'd perfection What sauage brute Affection Would not be fearefull to offend a Dame Of this excelling frame Much more a noble and right ge●erous Mind To vertuous moodes enclin'd That knowes the weight of Guilt He will refraine From thoughts of such a straine And to his Sence obiect this Sentence euer Man may securely sinne but safely neuer Ben Iohnson The Phoenix Analysde NOw after all let no man Receiue it 〈◊〉 Fable If a Bird so amiable Do turne into a Woman Or by our Turtles Augure That Natures fairest Creature Proue of his Mistris Feature But a bare Type and Figure Ode 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 SPlendor O more then mortall For other formes come short all Of her illustrate brigh●nesse As farre as Sinne 's from lightnesse Her wit as quicke and sprightfull As fire and more delightfull Then the stolne sports of Louers When night thei● 〈…〉 Iudgement adornd with Learning Doth shine in her discerning Cleare as a naked vestall Closde in an orbe of Christall Her breath for sweete exceeding The Phoenix place of breeding But mixt with sound transcending All Nature of commending Alas then whither wade I In thought to praise this Ladie When seeking her renowning My selfe am so neare drowning Retire and say Her Graces Are deeper then their Faces Yet shee 's nor nice to shew them Nor takes she p●ide to know them Ben Iohnson FINIS This Alf●ed first deuided England into Shires being King of No●thumb●rs Alfred buried in the Cathedrall Church of VVinchester The Vniuersity of Oxford built by Alfred This Sore is a Riu●r that runneth by Leicester called of some Brenber vvater In this Citie were t●ree famous Churches one of S. Iulius the Martyr the second of S. Aron and the other the mother Church of all Demetia This Belin also build●d a notable Gate in London now called Billings gate Belins Castle Lud father t● Baldud a man well seen in the Sciences of Astronomie and Necromancie This Baldud sonne of Lud-Hurdibras made first the hot Baths at Caerbran now called Bathe He also repaired the Citie of Caer l●on

now called Chester The Citie of Cambridge built in the dayes of Gurguntius the son of Beline by one Cantaber a Spaniard brother to Partholony or as some write by Gorbonian * * Rithmi gratia * * Lacus Mi●●ae * * Cupid 〈…〉 Pittie me that dies for thee My life you saue if you I haue Do thou by me as I by thee Voutsafe to thinke how I do pine In louing thee that art not mine My destinie to thee is knowne Cure thou my smart I am thine owne Ore my heart your eyes do idolatrize I had rather loue though in Vaine that face then haue of any other grace What euer fall I am at call I had rather loue though in vaine that face then haue of any other grace Disgrace not me in louing thee I had rather loue tho●gh in vaine that face then haue of any other grac● My selfe and mine are alwayes thine The darting of your ●yes may heale ●r wound Let not empiring lookes my heart confound You are my ioy be not too coy For you I die being absent from my eye Send me your heart to ease my smart Seeing you haue mine let me haue thine Within thy brest my hart doth rest O let me heare from thee my deare My Phoenix Phoenix rare is all my care I would I might be thy delight If I you haue none else I craue Be you to me as I to thee You are the first in whom I trust You are the last my loue shall taste If you I had I should be glad Though plac● be far my heart is nar My thoughts are dead cause thou art sped I send my heart to thee Where gladly I would be If you me iust haue known Then take me for your owne My heart I send to be your friend I haue no loue but you my doue I will not change though some be strange Thoughts keepe me waking Seeing that my heart made choise of thee Then frame thy selfe to comfort me My heart is bound to fauour thee Then yeeld in time to pittie me I ioy to find a constant mind My heart by hope doth liue Desire no ioy doth giue Death shall take my life away Before my friendship shall decay Let truth report what heart I beare To her that is my dearest deare Seene hath the eie chosen hath The heart firme is the faith And loth to depart N● woe so great in loue Not being hard nor plague so great in loue being long deferd And if my loue shal be releeu'd by thee My heart is thine and so account of me My passions are a hell and death to me vnlesse you feele remorce and pitti● me My porest loue doth none but Thee adore my heartie thoughts are Thine I loue none more I do resolue to loue no Loue but thee therefore be kind and fauour none but me Ah quoth he but where is true loue Where quoth he where you and I loue I quoth she were thine like my loue Why quoth he as you loue I loue Though death from life my bodie part Yet nere the lesse keepe thou my heart Where hearts agree no strife can be Thy vowes my loue and heart hath wonne Till thy vntruth hath it vndonne Time shall tell thee how well I loue thee Most deuine and sacred haue I found your loue vnspotted The want of thee is death to me I loue to be beloued I scorne if I be scorned The heart 's ●n paine that loues in vaine What greater ioy can be then this Where loue enioyes each louers wish * * Differentia Deorum hominum apud Senecam sic habet nostri melior pars animus in illis nulla p●rs extra animum * * The Turtle * * The Phoenix