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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A13001	The life and death of Thomas Wolsey Cardinall Diuided into three parts: his aspiring, triumph, and death. By Thomas Storer student of Christ-church in Oxford.	Storer, Thomas, 1571-1604.	1599 (1599)	STC 23294; ESTC S117856	29,441	94

of her light Pearles may be foild and gold be turn'd to drosse The sun obscur'd the moone be turn'd to bloud The world may sorrow for Astraeas losse The heau'ns be darkned like a dusky wood Waste desarts lie where watry fountaines stood But faire Theologie for so she hight Shall neuer loose one sparkle of her light Such one she was as in his Hebrew song The wisest King for fairest creature prooues Embracing her the Cedar trees among Comparing her to roses and to doues Preferring her before all other loues Such one she was and euery whit as faire Beside these two was neuer such a paire Her handmaides in Amazon-like attire Went chaste and modest like Dianaes traine One by her gazing lookes seem'd to aspire Beyond the moone and in a high disdaine To deeme the world and wordly treasures vaine She hight Astrology on whose bright lawne Spheres Astrolabes and skilfull globes are drawne The next faire smiling with a pleasing cheere Had pow're to rauish and enchant mens eares High Rhetoricke whose shadowed vaile showne cleere With siluer tongues and ouer it she weares A wimpled scarfe bedew'd with hearers teares Whose captiue hearts she should detaine long while With pleasance of her vnaffected stile The third a quicke-eyd dame of piercing sight That reasons worth in equall ballance way'd The truth she lou'd aboue all earthly wight Yet could not tell her loue but what she saide Was certaine true and she a perfect maide Her garment short tuckt vp to worke prepar'd And she cald Logicke without welt or gard Next these whose outward lookes I knew aright And had some portion of their endlesse treasure Faire Algebra with figures richly dight Sweete Musicke foundresse of delightsome pleasure Earth-scanning Nimph directresse of all measure These humbly did her soueraigne highnesse greete And meekely laid their garlands at her feete From euery one she pluckt a speciall flower And laid each flower vpon a seuerall part Then from her owne a stemme of wondrous power Whose leaues were beames whose stalke a fi'ry dart And that she laid vpon my trembling hart Those were the buds of art this plant of blisse This gaue them life they yeelded grace to this Opening the closure of her speech diuine My sweetly-rauisht sence she thus bespake Now Prelate art thou plac'de in Gods deare vine To heau'nly thoughts thy studies whole betake And when thou shalt from drowsie sleepe awake Thanke these my handmaides that haue thought thee fit To whom the charge of soules I might commit To thee the charge of soules I here commit Of sheepe and shepheards both take ouersight If thou for gaine the greater charge omit Or loose one title of the churches right Or lesse esteeme Gods word then Kingly might Mingling religious booke with honors mace Leauing Gods fauor for the princes grace If thou by false pretence procure this wrong What may not learn'd iniquity procure Thy name shall die the vulgar sort among Proscript and abiect from those fathers pure Whose memory for euer shall endure Obliuion and disgrace vpon thy graue Shall write their triumph and thy name depraue This said her Martyrs drew her chariot on Through vnknowne passage of the blasting ayre And now to Abrahams bosome is she gone Commanding all her Nimphs and handmaids faire To these sweete waues and pleasant bankes repaire And I though full of care and vex't in mind Tooke shippe for England with a prosperous wind Welcome my Lord of Turney said the King Two Dukes with two as scornfull lookes past by A yong French Bishop seem'd so base a thing To such great noble things that looke so high As made me wonder at diuinitie That she the nearest to the King of Kings Should be debasde by any thing of things Say I were yong my liuely spirits were fit To grow in wisedomes euer-blowing spring Or say ambitious that's a marke of wit To beare our thoughts aloft on eagles wings And wit to youth especiall grace doth bring I hate such lingring wisedome as appeares In hoary cognisance of ancient yeares Say all the world th'aboundance of their mind And speake of Wolsey all the wrong they can I say the world is enuious and vnkind The multitude e're since the world began Was ready to reprooue the iustest man Who rightly climes the top of endlesse praise Regards not what the wise discourser saies Obiect they Turney I deuisde a way To compasse Lincolne or some other see Admire they this I found a blisfull day In primacy of Yorke enstall'd to be Such happy fortune still betided me That when they enuied at my meane estate I got some greater to confound their hate Each sence may common obiects comprehend Things excellent the sensitiue confound The eie with light and colours may contend The eare endure the note of common sound Both faile when glorious beames lowd strokes abound So enuy that at meanest things beare spite Stands mute at view of vnexpected height The peeres that hated me were now content With me their former friendship to renew Who sought by me to purchase gouernment And learne of me that thus in greatness grew O But the Italian Florentine said true The man furthereth other men to thriue Of priuate greatnesse doth himselfe depriue Failing to hit the marke whereat I aime They take the least rupulse in deepe disgrace And neuer ceast with fury to exclaime Against my name and odiously debase My birth my parents and vngentle race Vnnobly done which though I not respect Yet vnto them themselues I might obiect Where are the gifts whose ensignes ye pretend O dull inheritors of others praise The vertues that your lordly armes commend And crownd your ancients with immortall bayes Amisse faire Fortitude her coate displaies Where such as neuer durst maintaine the field May beare a lion armed in their shield Thou four-fold goddesse that hast stem'd thy crowne With wisedome valor temperance and right Place by thy sides those Heroes of renowne That temperate iustice with discretions might Let Herauldry prouide in honors sight That such as are with fathers goods possest Retaine their vertues or resigne their crest Fine schollers borne of Pallas heau'nly braine As she of Ioues haue purchasde this decree From meaner Princes in their seuerall raignes Dukes Vidams Barons such as brauest be To muse of things that nobles do not see When their reward though they be well regarded May be to be well thought of scarce rewarded Which made me when I once had found the spring Draw from the Fountaine where the proudest drew Leauing the counsell seeke vnto the King And when my purpose was indeede to sue To sue to him because I euer knew Suing to Courtiers with our best complaints Like superstitious praying vnto Saints Wolseius triumphans CLlio are all thy sisters scholler-like No court-like Muse for polliticke designes And onely for Apollo doe they strike Their instruments to what he most inclines Is this the reason that he euer shines No wōder if the world behold him bright Such