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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19527	The poeticall essayes of Alexander Craige Scotobritane Seene and allowed.	Craig, Alexander, 1567?-1627.	1604 (1604)	STC 5958; ESTC S105268	18,837	46

vnquiet state When loe the Kalendes of this pleasent Spring Vnto my eares did ioyfull tydinges bring That bles'd Eliza had resignd her breath And payde the last and hindmost debt to death O fearefull death the fatall end of all With equall Mace thou chops both great and small And thou design'd her Diadems to weyre Of royall blood her nyest agnat heyre Thou like a Noah long has kep't thy Arke Thoyld many storme by day and gloomie darke Yet would not breake thy ward till time thy God Hath lent thee leaue and bids thee walke abrode But his commaund since thou would nothing do Loe he hath ioynd his blessinges therevnto Come foorth with Wife and Children sweete command The blessing breok and multiply the land Thus am I solu'd of all my wonted doubt Nor wits nor weirdes thy fortunes bringes about But that eternall prouidence aboue Which thou art bound to serue with feare and loue Those newes of new haue wak'd my sleeping vaine And makes me write vnto your Grace againe Most harty greetings of thy happy chaunce Since thou art King of England Ireland Fraunce Besides that famous and vnmatch'd renowne Of thy vnconquered olde and Scottish Crowne Long desuetude hath rusted so my quill My wits are weake but great is my good will Though scoffing Idiots will my paines depraue And Aristarchus all the credite haue I am to thee dread Leigt thy aerie Elfe I borrow but thy words to prayse thy selfe Let Muse-foe Mars elsewhere abroad go dwell Of warres and wounds let forraine Fachions smell Peace dwels with thee where it hath dwelt so long Prone to propell and to permit no wrong Wise Periander wreates that Crownes of Kings On many fearefull fluctuations hings And that a Monarch's suretie no way stood In victories in warrie broyles and blood But in the loue of Subiects trust and true Thence said the saige did setling sure ensue Graue Xenophon thy registers records That deeing Cyrus spoke those selfe same words Aratus rare said so to Philip great That loue and peace confirm's a Kings estate In speculation Schoolemen beene diume But thou exceeds them Sou'raigne Syre sensine For thou has put their sacred gnom's in vre Perfection in thy practique makes thee sure Let forraine lands now looke with enuies ee And who would rule let him come learne at thee When ather Momus or Rhamnusia barkes Thy wits are wondrous both in wreats and warkes Oft times said Otho in a rage that hee Had rather chuse nor be a King to die And Diocletian said to be a King And well to rule was most difficill thing When Dionise at Siracusa sweare That Damocles some while his Crowne should weare But being crownd he plainely did protest He neuer could-be blithe to be so blest Were those on life for to behold thee now They could not raigne nor could they rule as thou Thy match on mould nor was nor yet shall bee Thus might they learne for to be Kings at thee Ariston's praise is thine as I suppose Thou keepes thy friends and reconciles thy foes Vespasian-like whome Rome obeyd with loue A Shepheard both and carefull King you proue Thy folde bene broke and lo thou has tane paine To recollect thy erring flockes againe Thy Scepter and thy Sheephooke both are one Thou vnder heauen their Herd and Lord alone And now as Homer paynted Priam foorth Thou has beside thee men of wit and woorth Can any harme or strange thing now betide thee Vcalegon Antenor are beside thee Like Macedo the wondering world may doubt thee Parmenio and Philotas are about thee For all these Kingdomes which thou doest command A part by hop's a happy part in hand Thou has a Kingdome to thy selfe vnknowne Looke rightly too and Cecil is thine owne Were Plato now on life then would he say That thy republikes blessed are this day For thou art wise and now wise counsell hants And with thy wisedome thou supplies their wants Yet this much more I plainely must impart A friendly counsel from a faithfull heart Though farre from Ioue and thunder-claps I dwell My Lines of loue of truth and zeale shall smell Read then my Rymes most wise and prudent Prience And let a Hog teach Minerue but offence Not that I thinke your Grace has any need Or know's not els what 's heere before you reed No I attest great sacred Ioue aboue I onely write to manifest my loue While in my tugure such is my estate I take repast of poore vnpeppered Kate. I thanke my God for such as he doth giue And pray's withall that well and long thou liue And in seces at solitarie times Thou art remembred in my rusticke Rymes Sinetas poore vnto the Persian King Cold water in his hollow palme did bring Which Artaxerxes louingly out-dranke And gaue Sinetas both reward and thanke Right so those riuols of my poore Ingyne I heere present from out this palme of mine Read then dread Leige those trauails of my loue Elaborate and done for thy behoue 1 Thus I begin since adulations vaine In Courts wid Kings and Monarch must remaine To assentators thou must giue some eare But be no prouder of their prayse a haire For Macedo would needs be cald a God And to this end his Edicts blew abrod Which on his head did heape disgrace the rather Sith he asham'd that Phillip was his father 2 Giue Parasites enough but not too much And be not lauish least thy lucke be such As Timon Coliteus who outspent On Demeas and Gnatonides his rent Of that vnthankfull numer liue a new To promise much and to performe but few Be thou the stone precellent Prince of such For to secerne the honest mindes from such 3 The faithfull man that once hath done thee good And for thy life hath ventered life and blood Be thankfull still to him doe not despite him But with thy selfe thinke thou can nee're acquite him Proue not vnkinde to cause true Phocion die That thus hath fought and wun the field for thee But when such frieuds so nigh thy sides are seene Remember then but them thou had not beene 4 Serapion who is not taught to speike Let him not want suppose he shame to seike He is thine owne and loues thee as the leaue His speaking lookes will tell when he would haue Be prudent Prince a Pompey in this case A benefite vnsought hath double grace 5 Change not too oft the Rulers of thy state For that may breed intestiue strange debate The Fleeis els full from sucking more will slake But hungry Gnats will make thy woundes to ake I pray for them as did Hymera old For Dionise the tigtish tyran bold Lord saue sayd shee our King from death disgrace For were he gone a worse would get his place Since in this poynt th'apodosis is plaine I turne my stile vnto your Grace againe 6 If any friend in louing forme reueale Twixt you and him your o'ursights loue him well Since Plato sayes the brauest mindes bring foorth Both