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A19945	A poetical rapsodie containing: diuerse sonnets, odes, elegies, madrigals, epigrams, pastorals, eglogues, with other poems, both in rime and measured verse. For varietie and pleasure, the like neuer yet published.	Davison, Francis, 1575?-1619?	1611 (1611)	STC 6375; ESTC S105119	99,741	216

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

these teares how chance I thus cōplain If force perforce I be are this misery VVhat helpe these teares that cannot ease my paine How can this fancy beare such sway in me But if my selfe consent that so it be And if my selfe consent that so it be Vniust I am thus to complaine and crie To looke that other men should succour me Since by my fault I feele such misery VVho will not helpe himselfe when well he can Deserues small helpe of any other man Thus am I tost vpon the troublous Seas By sundry winds whose blasts blow sundry waies And eu'ry blast still driuing where it please Brings hope and feare to end my lingring daies The Steers man gone saile helme and tackle lost How can I hope to gaine the wished coast VVisedome and folly is the lucklesse fraught My ship therewith ballast vnequally VVisedome too light folly of too great waight My barke and I through them in ieopardy Thus in the midst of this perplexity I wish for death and yet am loath to die Faire Face and hard Heart FAire is thy face and that thou knowest too well Hard is thy heart and that thou wilt not know Thou fear'st and smil'st when I thy praises tell But stop'st thine eares when I my griefe would show Yet though in vaine needs must I speake Or else my swelling heart would breake And when I speake my breath doth blow the fire With which my burning heart consumes away I call vpon thy name and helpe require Thy deerest name which doth me still betray For grace sweet grace thy name doth sound Yet ah in thee no grace is found Alas to what part shall I then appeale Thy face so faire disdaines to looke on mee Thy tongue commands my heart his griefe conceale Thy nimble feete from me do alwaies flee Thine eyes cast fire to burne my heart And thou reioycest in my ●…mart Then since thou seest the life I leade in paine And that for thee I suffer all this griefe O let my heart this small request obtaine That thou agree it pine without reliefe I aske not loue for my good will But leaue that I may loue thee still Quid minus optari per mea vota potest ODE VIII Disdaine at variance with desire DIsdaine that so doth fill me Hath surely sworne to kill me And I must die Desire that still doth burne me To life againe will turne me And liue must I. O kill me then disdaine That I may liue againe Thy lookes are life vnto me And yet those lookes vndoe me O death and life Thy smile some rest doth shew me Thy frowne with war o'rethrow me O peace and strife Nor life nor death is either Then giue me both or neither Life onely cannot please me Death onely cannot ease me Change is delight I liue that death may kill me I die that life may fill me Both day and night If once despaire decay Desire will weare away An Inuectiue against Loue. ALl is not gold that shineth bright in show Not euery flowre so good as faire to sight The deepest streames aboue doe calmest flow And strongest poysons oft the tast delight The pleasant baite doth hide the harmelesse hooke And false deceit can lend a friendly looke Loue is the gold whose outward hew doth passe Whose first beginnings goodly promise make Of pleasures faire and fresh as Sommers grasse Which neither Sunne can parch nor winde can shake But when the mould should in the fire be tride The gold is gone the drosse doth still abide Beauty the flowre so fresh so faire so gay So sweete to smell so soft to touch and tast As seemes it should endure by right for aye And neuer be with any storme defast But when the balefull Southerne winde doth blow Gone is the glory which it erst did shew Lo●…e is the streame whose wa●…es so calmely flow As might intice mens minds to wade therein Loue is the poison mixt with sugar so As might by outward sweetenesse liking win But as the deepe o're flowing stops thy breath So poyson once receiu'd brings certaine death Loue is the baite whose tast the fish deceiues And makes them swallow downe the choking hooke Loue is the face whose fairenesse iudgement reaues And makes thee trust a false and fained looke But as the hooke the foolish fish doth kill So flatt'ring lookes the louers life doe spill Vsque adeo dulce puella malum est Vpon an Heroical Poeme which he had begun in Imitation of Virgil of the first inhabiting this famous I le by Brute and the Troyans MY wanton Muse that whilome wont to sing Faire Beauties praise and Venus sweet delight Of late had chang'd the tenor of her string To higher tunes then serue for Cupids fight Shrill Trumpets sound sharpe swords Lances strong Warre bloud and death were matter of her song The God of loue by chance had heard thereof That I was prou'd a rebell to his crowne Fit words for war quoth he with angry scoffe A likely man to write of Mars his frowne Well are they sped whose praises he shall write Whose wanton Pen can nought but loue indite This saide he whiskt his parti colour'd wings And downe to earth he comes more swift then thought Then to my heart in angry hast he flings To see what change these newes of warres had wrought He pries and lookes he ransacks eu'ry vaine Yet finds he nought saue loue and louers paine Then I that now perceiu'd his needlesse feare With heauy smile began to plead my cause In vaine quoth I this endlesse griefe I beare In vaine I striue to keepe thy grieuous Lawes If after proofe so often trusty found Vniust Suspect condemne me as vnsound Is this the guerdon of my faithfull hart Is this the hope on which my life is staide Is this the ease of neuer-ceasing smart Is this the price that for my paines is paide Yet better serue fierce Mars in bloudy field Where death or conquest end or ioy doth yeeld Long haue I seru'd what is my pay but paine Oft haue I sude what gaine I but delay My faithfull loue is quited with disdaine My griefe a game my pen is made a play Yea loue that doth in other fauour find In me is counted madnesse out of kind And last of all but grieuous most of all Thy selfe sweete loue hath kild me with suspect Could loue beleeue that I from loue would fall Is warre of force to make me loue neglect No Cupid knowes my minde is faster set Then that by warre I should my loue forget My muse indeede to war inclines her mind The famous acts of worthy Brute to write To whom the Gods this Ilands rule assignde Which long he sought by Seas through Neptunes spight With such conceits my busie head doth swell But in my heart nought else but loue doth dwell And in this war thy part is not the least Here shall my muse Brutes noble Loue declare Here shalt thou see thy double loue

first this I le by Ioues owne hand Was set apart within great oceans armes And was appointed by her selfe to stand Fenc'●… 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 bli●…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 ●…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 ●…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 m●…ruerunt Iussa Dei pia iussa salubria si tenuissent Vir neque f●…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 A●…tulit ●…rbi semina morbi totque malorum Illa parentes atque sequentes culpa peremit Atque piar●…m deliciarum munus ademit ●…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 magn●… Omnia tristi subdidit isti saecula damn●… 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 d●…lens homines quos semper amauit Ipse suum verbum transmi●…it ad in●…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 salu●… Processit natus sacrae de virginis alu●… Uerus homo verusque Deus pius miserat●…r Uerus saluator nostraeque salutis amator Sponte su●… mor●…ens mortem moriendo peremit ●…t sic p●…rpetua miser●…s à morte redemit Namque pia de morte resurgens vt Leo f●…rtis Restituit vitam prostrato principe mortis Of the fall of man in Adam THe poore mā belou'd for vertue approu'd right blessed is he Where couetous chu●…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 Thē death had not come on the mā or the womā 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 vpō her deceiued by the deui●… 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 generatiōs which after haue bene With grief of their heart haue tasted the smart of that primitiue ●…in Of the restoring of man by Christ. BVt Ioue omnipotent all things by his word who created Gri●…uing man to be fal●…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 ●…ebegetted From death again rising he deaths prince mightily maimed Whereby his owne from death to eternall life he regained FINIS