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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A09538	Times iourney to seeke his daughter Truth and Truths letter to Fame of Englands excellencie.	Pett, Peter, fl. 1599.	1599 (1599)	STC 19818; ESTC S110438	19,872	52

her loue For when my former griefe was quite disperst And thought of former wrong farre cha'sd away My graces which with cloudes were hidden erst Gan to disclose and suddenly display Themselues and all their beauty to be wray In great perfection which when England saw Great admiration from her did it draw Astonisht with my graces most diuine For Truth of Truth may iustly speake the truth And rauisht with fayre Truths rare beauties shine It grieued her that my so grieuous ruth Shee so had suffred and to me shee su●h That I no longer would retayne in mind My late disgrace which prou'd her too vnkind Which easily obtaind shee promist mee And with a solemne oath her selfe shee bound That I should presently perceiue and see How glad shee was she had my fauour found Immediatly in selfe same minutes stound Into my hands shee freely did deliuer Two elfes that were my vowed en'mies euer Enuy the one and Superstition The other was both these two did procure Those iniuries poore Truth to fall vpon I meane those wrongs which I did late indure For so fayre England did me then assure They my disastres and distresses bred By their sole meanes I so was iniured Enuy shee tolde good England that I sought To circumuent her by some treachery And so to bring her glorious state to nought For sure shee sayd there was no remedy If still shee intertayn'd me courteously Her glory of necessity must fall And all her pompe be perioded withall And Superstition shee her selfe inuested In a rich habite which was not her owne For well shee knew that shee should be det●sted If what she were indeed it should be knowne And so might all her drifts be ouerthrowne She deckt her selfe with many a pretious gemme And on her head shee set a diademme And thus to England came shee and to hir Sayd shee was Truth and Truth did but deceaue hir And shee with Enuy kept so foule a stir That England fear'd I would of life bereaue hir For still they tolde hir I nere meant to leaue hir Till I had made hir stat● most miserable Which only Truth makes truly admirable All this did England vnto me declare And sayd these twayne hir sutly did beguile For Superstition durst with me compare And E●uy robd me of my rightfull stile To grace therewith hir mate that wretch so vile Fayre Truth saith shee know surely this for truth Had not these been nere should haue been thy ruth Their subtilty simplicity abused And by their craft they did me ouer reach Or else thou nere shouldst haue been so misused But now these hellish caitifes I will ●each What t'is t'wixt thee and mee to make a breach For now I know them and here captiues haue them Appoint their doomes not all the World shall saue them The which when I did to hir selfe referre And tolde hir Truth doth not delight in blood Shee sayd that Enuy shee would quick interre And that same other wretch foe to my good Should steruing pine and dy for want of food Thus Truth saith shee I will reuenge thy wrong And for my fault make full amends ere long This said shee pluckt from Superstitions backe My glorious ornaments and gorgeous weeds For mine they were and to supply her lacke Shee stole them from me and such lewd misdeeds It is by which hir progeny still speeds Thus stript a foule deformed hagge shee seemd I wondred how shee could be ●o esteemd Then straight shee led them both vnto their doome And thus shee vsde Truths greatest enemies Though Superstitions Sonne still liue at Rome Yet for my many grieuous iniuries And for shee wrought me such indignities Her selfe was staru'd and Enuy felt such paine As shee deseru'd though still hir brood remaine Thus England dealt for me and more then so Her loue yet further did it selfe extend Shee did not onely thus reuenge my woe But also gainst my foes my right defend Listen good Fame and with attention lend Thine eare vnto my tale whilst I declare Her loue to me her kindnes and her care Proud Superstitions Sonne soone as he knew His mothers death was onely for my sake He gathered an host a mighty crew With which he ment gainst England warre to make And forcibly me from her hands to take So great and puissant his forces were He thought her hart would be o'rewhelmd with feare For with him ioyned was his cursed sister That odious and notorious whore of Babet Her mothers death shee knew and likewise mist her Aswell as he And with her such a ●●able Of paramours she had as seemed able The greatest state on earth to ru●nate And bring to greatest pompe a tragicke fate Thus mand began to manage forth his warre And proudly sent to England this defiance That shee should looke for enemies from farre If still with Truth shee kept so great allyance Such warre in auntient times did wage those giants That gainst the heauenly powers as Poets wright Opposd themselues and their presuming might Yet if shee would deliuer to his hand Truth that he might on her reuengement take He sent her word he would not hurt her land But if shee did this profer made forsake Then should his wrath it selfe vp-rouse and wake To which he thought shee could make no resistance Though God from heauen should giue her his assistance These menaces not feared her a whit Shee weighd them not but bid him doe his worst In spight of him Truth should in safety sir She sayd nor should a monster so acucrst Make her to satiate his bloody thurst Truth loue I well saith shee and well I know Truths champions God will sheild from ouerthrow This answer made Truth● enemies inraged And foming poyson swore that Truth should dye Or England● li●e should be for hers ingaged Not knowing Truth ●ust liue immorally And liue to see the cu●sed progeny Of Superstition consumed quite Though now against me they are bold to fight Towards England straight they hye in furious hast Intending to destroy 〈◊〉 To leaue her land all desolate and wast And bring her selfe into captiuitye And thus resolu'd i● swarmes they 〈…〉 The Diuill lent them 〈…〉 But God from 〈…〉 When England heard my foes 〈…〉 Together gathred she her 〈…〉 To fight for Truth whome 〈…〉 Meaning to shew no pitty ●o ●emo●e To them that sought 〈…〉 Away with me shee hasts my foes to 〈◊〉 In little kindnesse m●●ning them to greet At last they met in a large spatious playne Wholy vnlyke in shew their troupes did pa●●e For multitude the drops in showers of 〈◊〉 The other sorte was nothing so alas Compar'd to them like some small ●idge of grasse In field of come or more for my intent As seems least yle to larg●st conti●ent As those small troupes with which the 〈◊〉 Did braue and dare Darins in the field Compar'd to those o're who●e he conquest wo● When proud 〈…〉 ●as to yield Ma●ger the force he had himselfe to shield Such England

Their swordes from hands send foes their destinyes Writ by the Fates in neuer fayling booke And Victory their swords ne're yet forsooke Their lookes their swords make enemies to wonder Their looks are swords their sword● 〈◊〉 them in sunder How many times Truths battailes haue they fought To tame my haughty aduersaryes pride How many times their drifts to period brought Haue I triumphant them returning spide Charged with en'mies spoyles on euery side Erect thou Fame due trophees to their prayse That meriteth to match thy selfe in dayes Great Rome in pride and prime of her estate Whome many histories doe honour so Though now she is become degenerate Was ne're so glorious for her Scipio For Caesar Pompey and for others moe As England is for her braue warriours That are to these far●e farre superiours Fame-hon'red Anniaball that could commaund Coy Fortune and could haue her at his becke When as it seemed shee vpon him faund And humbled at his feet her scornfull necke As if she feared him to counterchecke Made ne're so glorious Carthage lofty walls As England is for many Anniballs Leaue then to talke of famous Scipio Report no more the worthy facts at all Of Caesar Pompey that excelled so And once grac'd auntient Rome before her fall Talke nor of Carthaginian Anniball At least Fame if thou needs their worth wilt praise See that aboue them thou these worthies rayse As when the radiant Sun shines in the sky The lesser starres giue place that grac'd the night Euen so Fame when as thou shalt worthily Declare their worths that Englands battails fight Their splendour will obscure the others light Eos may shine a time but when the Sunne Guilds the Hor●son then his light is donne Sawst thou their valour shew it selfe but once Against the enemies of Englands good How many of them they destroy at once And how they bathe their brandisht blades in blood Wading in gore as in some watry flood Then wouldst thou say and boldly wouldst auerre Iustly before all Truth doth them preferre Mounted vpon Bell●naes chariot Honor their guide their handmayd Victory Like to fierce Lions all inrag'd and hot With anger they amongst their foes doe flie Dispersing all their force immediately As oft the Sun dissolues some sullen cloude That dares presume his beautie to inshroude Their feete they still vpon the necks aduaunce Of Englands proudest foes and tread them downe Inforcing them their glory to inhaunce And knowledge dutie to Elizaes Crowne Thus Englands Worthies spread her great renowne Now tell me Fame if in this excellence England hath not the sole preheminence A greater Excellence doth still remaine Englands faire daughters yet vnmentioned Whose beautie no deformitie doth staine Once Learning with her nursing milke them fed But now by them is Learning nourished Their excellence makes England excellent For that she hath so great an ornament But of their worth now to make worthy mention And euery other Excellence to tuch Of matchles England is not my intention Already I haue prou'd there is none such Hereafter I perhaps will shew how much For euery other thing she doth surmount And all her Excellence I will recount In meane time Fame now meane I to be short Say bouldly that no nation doth excell Great England for thou bouldly mayst report What faultlesse Truth desireth thee to tell So doing Fame thou canst not doe but well If Enuies brood affirme thy tale not true Tell them Truth saith all this is Englands due FINIS The Conclusion VVHen Fame to Time had read this letter ouer Time was well pleasd such pleasing newes to heare Fame tooke her leaue and backe againe did houer Time still flew on and now gan to appeare Bright Phoebus rayes in this our hemispheare With whome we all this while our course did take And Fame now gone Time thus vnto me spake Loe how the heauen that late so much did droupe For ●itans forced absence now doth cleare How fast the gloomy cloudes away doe troupe Behould how Tellus on whose cheekes appeare Sad drops of late shed teares her selfe doth cheare And glad to see the Suns so fayre vprise Smyleth and seems to wipe her weeping eyes As ioyfull as these seeme so glad am I Yea and more ioyfull farre beyond compare Then for the Suns faire light seeme Earth or Sky To heare that sacred Truth so well doth fare This hath disburthened my hart of care That lately much misdoubted her estate Whome well I knew the World did causeles hate Now well I see that all commaunding Ioue That rules and ouer-rules in euery thing Vnspotted Truth doth most intirely loue How then can she be made an vnderling That is the dearling to so great a king Now sure I am she neuer shall decay Though all the World conspire her to betray Ah England keep her still and loue her still And she will be a staffe vnto thine age Preserue her still in honour and she will Preserue thee safe against thine en'myes rage What ere they be that warre gainst thee shall wage Sh'will hemme thee in as with a brasen wall To liue secure and none shall make thee thrall No sorrowes blemish shall thy beauty staine Nor Age character wrinckles on thy brow So long as England shall Truths right maintayne So long to none her princely neck shall bow Safe shall she dwell and this I dare auow Truth countenanced Peace or Victory Shall England euermore accompany As Time thus spake I tir'd with watching long And ouerweari'd with this wandering Mine eyes complaynd that they had suffred wrong Which had no rest in all this iourneying Whilst thus mine eyes their rights were chalenging I drousie waxing fell at last on sleep Yet aged Time his passage on did keep What past whilst thus I slept I know not well But when I wak'd my selfe I strangely found Amidst that walke where as I first did tell I heard the voice that Times approach did sound Vp I arose Times absence did me wound At last I spide him flying yet in fight And home I hide these accidents to wright What censure passe hereon I greatly care not If thou my noble Patron pardon me Let other readers carpe at me and spare not Sith these vnpolisht lines must publisht be For euery criticks eye my faults to see Let them detract and blame my skills defect And scorne my Muse so thou wilt me protect FINIS