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A08298	A pensiue soules delight The contents whereof, is shewen in these verses following. I. The pensiue soule recounteth in this place, Elizaes troubles, and Elizaes grace. 2. Here are expressed the stratagems of foes, Elizaes conquests, and their falls that rose. 3. Here is set forth Elizaes lenitie, and locust-Catholickes superbitie. By Iohn Norden.	Norden, John, 1548-1625?	1603 (1603)	STC 18627; ESTC S113318	15,454	48

A PENSIVE soules delight The Contents whereof is shewen in these Verses following 1. The Pensiue soule recounteth in this place Elizaes troubles and Elizaes grace 2. Here are expressed the stratagems of foes Elizaes conquests and their falls that rose 3. Here is set forth Elizaes lenitie And Locust-Catholickes superbitie By Iohn Norden LONDON Printed by T.C. for William Lugger and are to be sold at the signe of the blinde Knight ouer against S. Andrewes Church in Holborne 1603. TO THE RIGHT Honourable and vertuous Ladie the Countesse of Warwicke IF I were demanded Right Honourable I could yeeld a reason why I giue your Lady-ship this little plaine Poeme vnder the tytle of a Pensiue Soules delight but that your Ladiship is not altogether vnacquainted with some causes that may right well worke me pensiue The cause is noted and obserued of many but felt of my selfe and mine only The cause of my delight is publique common and knowne to all but felt with effect of the faithfull and loyall onely Can any faithfull soule but sigh my good Ladie to see and consider the sundry daungers that haue bene and are daily plotted and practised against her highnesse most innocent person and Royall state And againe can any but reioyce and delight to see her still blessed defended and the practizers still found out censured and condemned And who seeth without pensiuenesse and sorrow her Maiesties natiue subiects our owne country-men brethren and kindred to become Traytors to their and our most gratious Queene treacherous to vs their country-men allyes And againe reioyceth not to see obserue how all their deuises come to nought her Maiestie preserued our selues deliuered And again who greeueth not to consider from whom these practises and the grounds of these treasons proceed From a man pretending to be the high and sole Vicar of Christ in earth who cannot erre in his purposes and proceedings because they are all couered euen murthers of innocent men yea Princes raising warre within and between kingdomes with the pretence of religion and glorifying God the highest point of blasphemy But who reioyceth not to see him discouered Antichrist the man of sinne and his vndermining and treasonable messengers Locustes And who reioyceth not to see them in some measure abandoned sith they will not be reclaimed But more who reioyceth not to see and consider her Maiesties immoueable constancie in louing in imbracing and in maintaining the infallable trueth and our selues vnder her and by her to enioy the same A subiect worthie of a more serious labour But because many worthie workes are extāt of their discouery some too great of price for poore men and some too learned for the simple And such serious Treatises oftē neglected because they delight not all humours I thought it not vnfit to put the inferiour multitude in minde in this kinde of writing what causes they haue to sighe and to sing to grieue and reioyce And that with mee they may haue all will as they haue cause to pray for the continuance of the true causes of our reioycing the maintenance of Religion and preseruation of her highnesse The length of dayes vouchsafe her length of dayes the Lyon of Iudah rent her enemies in peeces And high Iehouah graunt that vnder her we may all liue in true loue towards her that loueth him who in his loue gaue her to vs. That we in her might rather sorrow to see the falles of traytors in charitie then traytors to tryumph in the successe of their attempts in insolencie Your Ladiships in all seruice Iohn Norden A Pensiue Soules delight 1. The Pensiue Soule recounteth in this place Elizaes troubles and Elizaes grace MY Pensiue Soule recounting heauenly loue which did bestow that sacred hidden treasure Truthes light to shine to vs here from aboue Cannot but ioy to see Ioues mercies measure Passing in greatnes all this earthly frame It fills our hearts with science of his name Which is we loue we liue as he requires He sends his word to worke in vs inspires of his true light Looke vp from whence it came Came it from man came it from wisedomes skill Came it by art came it from multitude No no it came from his all sacred will That will'd our wealth and true beatitude Long long shut vp in darke obliuions den And fetter'd long through ignorance of men Darke Ignorance syre of Deuotion Blinde zeale blinde loue both malediction As is discouer'd by Truthes sacred pen. How so the pennes of men not lightned write Bewitcht with false inspires inspirde in those That follow fancie all depriu'd of light Despightfull hearts that kill and seeme no foes Like friends in fawnes foes vnder faithlesse smiles Whose gracelesse guise seemes gracefull yet but wiles That win affection to perdition And seeme yet sacred and of fowle condition Without all-haile within mortall reuiles I wayle these wightes that wander in the darke Led by the beast that traynes great troupes to hell And seekes to sinke sacred Religions Barke By his inchantes charmed in his hidious cell But he fowle feend and faithlesse to great Ioue Hath long breathd bannings gainst Messiahs loue Eliza Queene the prop of verity That still stands vp a Queene of victory Whome all his wiles and curses cannot moue They cannot moue the mountaynes of our Peace Elizaes truth whose sacred hearts desire Desirde and wrought that heau'nly Truthes release That lay forlorne long languishing in briers She brought to light the load starre of our light And loosde the bands of Enuy by her might Her might made mightie by Ioues mighty hand That heau'd her vp triumphant in this land Fearefull to foes reioycing to the right Reioyce ye righteous and resound her prayse Prayse great Iehouah for her Maiestie He he receiu'd her in her pensiue dayes Not farre from death held in captiuity A captiue Lady of a free-full minde Free and in fauour nought can true loue binde Her Loue was Truth her truth and loue were right Ioue rightly saw her and her loues delight Truth and Loues light were sacredly combinde All sacred Vertues did combine in one One Grace diuine was guide vnto them all In her all working when she was alone Alone in company Angelicall Heauens Angels spred their still protecting tent And guard her sacred person innocent Graces diuine administred true ioy In her deemd ioylesse state nought could annoy Her blessed patience in imprisonment But oh true Lady how could griefes retire When she recounted why she was restraind And eke by whome by her sole sisters ire What heart could hold so innocent disdaynd Disdaynd to liue her life obscurde in hate Was hatefull to vnhappy hearts where Enuy sate But sacred Loue gaue life and light to her And brought her life to light and did transferre Deaths dreadfull sting vnto the obstinate And on their Queene whome our Eliza lou'd Her life as loue her loue assurance set On high Iehouah's loue he her approu'd And gaue her light to

shone and withred their delight And they discouered lay as in a dumpe When Mary Queene depriu'd of life was gone Then busie heads breath'd scruples into men For Princes dead then wakes Ambition And vgly strife starts out of hidious den And sowes sedition mongst the multitude Suggesting in successe sad seruitude Though our Eliza heire apparent stoode There wanted not of that inchaunted broode That argue in her sexe small fortitude Among all other doubts the difference Then in Religion seem'd greatest let And had it not bene heauens prouidence That swayes mens mindes and concord set It might haue raisde in Realme sad mutinie But great Elizaes magnanimitie Conioynd with loue made all applaude her raigne And Mary dead they all do shewe them faine To see Eliza in her dignitie Selfe day of Maries death she was proclaim'd With greatest ioy faire Englands Queene Although to let it still foule Enuy aim'd Without preuaile the gall of hearts were seene The Trumpet sounded men for ioy did smile And gaue true signes of ioy for Romes exile That held Truth captiue by Eliza freede Who brought in sowers of that sacred seede That soone grew great and branched in a while And she true Lady lifted to the crowne Ioyes not so much in her high honors throne As in the bringing of fowle Enuy downe That then aloft imposed cause of moane On men then mou'd and did retaine the light That shone as starres in that darke vgly night Which had eclipsed all the Realme throughout That none could see Truthes sun dark round about Yet some in darknesse did continue bright Though when their beames were brightly seene to shine The wolues that wandred for their pray them found And them deuour'd or clapt in dismall shrine Fast tide vntill Eliza them vnbound And brought them forth vnto the light of Sunne And op'd truthes booke A world to see men run To heare and learne the truth long kept from view Forlorne forsaken of that dreadfull crew Now all imbrace Elizaes worke begun And then begun her fruites of faith be seene And publikely she made her loues protest Ere she assum'd the Scepter of a Queene She would through Ioue giue church distressed rest And rest her selfe on his all sacred powre Which well she witnest comming from the Towre Before she did set forward lifts her eyes Giues praise to him in whom all safetie lies Her strong pauilion and her sauing bowre To him with heart and humble voyce she gaue All laud for loue wherein he had preseru'd Her selfe from death her person from the graue To see that ioyfull day yet not deseru'd She did confesse his mercies onely rays'd Her from her dangers And as Dauid prays'd She prays'd his name This argument of grace Gaue gracefull tokens to adorne the place The regall throne Her foes saw it and gays'd They gays'd and grieu'd to see the splending rayes Of great Elizaes fame spread farre and neere Their eyes of spight gaue ayme vnto her wayes She wauered not her vertues shined cleere The Sunny beame of high Iehouahes loue Led her aright All her delight aboue Not in earthes glory which might leade awrye She had Truthes touch and Image in her eye Which no delight or fancy could remoue In this Truthes constant state Eliza stood A liuely mirrour set before our eyes And still she stands Nurse and giues the foode To Iacobs line in whome lifes promise lies Oh great Eliza whome the powers diuine Diuinely helde from falling by loues line She holds the line whereon dependeth peace Truthes peace and plenty and sad warres decease Or else preserues when foes in force combine As hath appeared in her Royall dayes When troupes of troubles haue presented feare By force in field by secret spights essayes By Magicke Art and poysons who did beare Preseruing stroke but high Iehouah's hand He will preserue were troubles as the sand As will the sequele of this worke declare Wherein some practises described are As were prepar'd her though they could not stand A Pensiue soules delight Here are expressed the startagems of foes Elizaes conquests and their falls that rose TAke off the vaile and ope your dimmed eies All ye seduced by the man of sin Conceiue aright consider whence do rise And where the dangers of this Realme begin Looke into Rome the piller of your pride And flatter not the things should be enuide As treasons murders and conspiracies Dreadfull Inuasions and sad miseries These are her fruite they cannot be denide Can thirst for blood stand with Religion Can hatefull murder craue a recompence Then holy writ is but a fiction Tweene sinne and sanctitie no difference To murther Princes meritorious A worke that makes the worker glorious Is 't faith by workes or workes by faith they showe In sheading blood and seeking ouerthrow Of Prince and people a thing most odious How did Pope Paule the fourth fawne on the French And fed their second Francis with desire By force to mount faire Englands Regall bench Who was with ease inuited to aspire In Maries name his Queene Queene of Scots He did pretend with sword to solue the knots That rightly knit Eliza to the Crowne But right by force is sildome seene puld downe Nor for her right Eliza would cast lots As Paule pretends in sentencing our Queene No Queene French Francis in conceit was King And stylde him King as if he King had bene And Francis soaring by ambicious wing Eggd by the Guise did send his force with speede To Scotland English Papists first were feede To aide the French and thence the Realme t' inuade A match but halfe not by both parties made Though strong cōceit might thinke it won indeed But when Eliza saw French Francis rise And fetch his runne to leape into her Land She knew the practise of seditious Guise On whose aspiring wyles the King did stand The Pope the King and Papists stoode Combinde in one in hot aspiring moode And our Eliza lately raisde behelde This play begun Ensignes displayde in fielde She not dismayd nor fearing Enuies broode But soone consulted with Nobilitie Resolu'd and sent her warlike forces hence They paste the Tweede in magnanimity As eger of their Queenes and Realmes defence The French were to the Scots vnwelcome guests Therefore the Scots made English high protests To ioyne their forces to the English bandes A Realme with Realme in loue combined stands Farre more secure then it disiuncted rests But when the French had view of English force And saw Elizaes loue had wonne the Scots The French dismay and sue for quicke diuorce Wishing Pope Paul were present at the lots Where he with his vnwonted warlike trayne Had seene sad sorrow sequell of disdayne That erst disdaynd Elizaes Diademe To take it off and rob her of her Realme And expedition plotted by his brayne The French saw ruine right before their eyes If they should buckle by the dint of sword A dreadfull myst of feare on them did rise And they sought peace