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A11395	Du Bartas his deuine weekes and workes translated: and dedicated to the Kings most excellent Maiestie by Iosuah Syluester; Sepmaine. English	Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618.; Pibrac, Guy du Faur, seigneur de, 1529-1584. Quatrains. English.; La Noue, Odet de, seigneur de Téligny, d. 1618. Paradoxe que les adversitez sont plus necessaires que les prosperités. English.; Hudson, Thomas, 16th/17th cent.; Hole, William, d. 1624, engraver.	1611 (1611)	STC 21651; ESTC S110823	556,900	1,016

in our Truth finde doubts whence follow Schismes They whose fond Law doth all of Lies consist Abide confirm'd in their vaine Paganismes One nought beleeues another what him list One ouer-Creeds another Creeds too-short Each makes his Church rather his Sect a-part SONNET 37. Put-off deere French all secret grudge and gall And all keen stings of vengeance on all parts For if you would haue PEACE proclaim'd to all It must be first faire printed in your hearts Henry the mildest of all Conquerers Your perfect glasse for Princely clemencie He to appease and calme the State from ●arres For his friends sake hath sav'd his enemie Let 's all be French all subiects to one Lord Let Fraunce from hence-forth be one onely State Let 's all for Gods sake be of one accord So through true zeale Christs praise to propagate May the most Christian King with prosperous power On Sion walls re-plant our Lilly-flower SONNET 38. O Christian cor'siue that the Mahomite With hundred thousands in Vienna Plaine His Mooned Standards hath already pight Prest to ioyne Austrich to his Thracian Raigne Malth Corfu Candie his proud Threats disdaine And all our Europe trembles in dismay While striuing Christians by each other slaine Each other weak'ning make him easieway Rhodes Belgrade Cyprus and the Realmes of Greece Thrall'd to his barbarous yoke yet fresh-declare That while two striue a third obtaines the fleece Though name of Christian be a title faire If but for Earth they all this while haue striu'n They may haue Earth but others shall haue Heau'n SONNET 39. May I not one day see in Fraunce againe Some new Martellus full of stout actiuitie To snatch the Scepter from the Saracen That holds the Holy Land in strait captiuitie May I not see the selfe-weale-wounding La●nce Of our braue Bloods yerst one another goring Turn'd with mo●e valour on the Musulmans A higher pitch of happy prowesse soaring But who deare Fraunce of all thy men-at-armes Shall so farre ●e●ce renue thine ancient Laurels Sith here they plot thine and their proper harmes I rather feare that through these fatall quarrels That hate-Christ Tyrant will in time become The Lord and Soueraigne of all Christendome SONNET 40. Mid all these mischiefes while the friend foe Strangers With vs. against vs had intelligence Henry our King our Father voides our dangers And O Heav'ns wonder planteth PEACE in Fraunce Thou Iudge that sitt'st on th● supernall Throne O quench thy furie keepe vs from hostilitie With eyes of mercy looke thou still vpon Our PEACE and found it on a firme stabilitie Sith in despight of discord thou alone Inward and outward hast thus salv'd vs Lord Keepe still our Fraunce or rather Lord thine owne Let Princes loue and liue in iust accord Dis-arme them Lord or i● Armes busie them Be it alone for thy Ierusalem FINIS A Dialogue vpon the Troubles past BETWEENE HERAclitus and Democritus the weeping and the laughing Philosophers Acceptam refero A DIALOGVE Heraclitus ALas thou laugh'st perhaps not feeling well The painfull torments of this mortall Hell Ah! canst thou teare-les in this iron Age See men massacred Monsters borne to rage Democritus Ha but why weep'st thou wherefore in this sort Doost thou lament amid this merry sport Ha canst thou chuse but laugh to see the State Of mens now-follies and the freaks of Fate Heraclitus He hath no heart that melts not all in teares To see the treasons murders massacres Sacks sacrileges losses and alarmes Of those that perish by their proper armes Democritus Who all dismayed swouneth sodainly To heare or see some fained Tragedie Held in these dayes on euery Stage as common Is but a heart-les man or but a woman Heraclitus O! would to God our Countries tragick ruth Were but a fable no effected truth My soule then should not sigh to angry Heav'n Nor for her plagues my tender heart be riv'n Democritus I take the world to be but as a Stage Where net-maskt men doo play their personage 'T is but a mummerie and a pleasant showe Sith ouer all strange vanities doo flowe Heraclitus Those vanities I haue in detestation As cursed causes of Gods indignation Which makes me alwayes weepe sith on the earth I see no obiect for the meanest mirth Democritus Thus from one Subiect sundry sequels spring As diuersly our wits conceiue a thing I laugh to see thee weepe thou weep'st to see Me laugh so much which more afflicteth thee Heraclitus Laugh while thou list at mortall miseries I cannot chuse but euen weepe out mine eyes Finding more cause for teares in bloody slaughter Then for thy sense-les ill-beseeming laughter Democritus Melt thee distill thee turne to waxe or snowe Make sad thy gesture tune thy voice to woe I cannot weepe except sometimes it hap Through laughing much mine eyes let fall a drop Heraclitus I weepe to see thus euery thing confused Order disordred and the Lawes abused Iustice reuerst and Policie peruerted And this sicke State neere vtterly subuerted Democritus I laugh to see how Fortune like a ball Playes with the Globe of this inconstant All How she degradeth these and graceth those How whom she lifts-vp downe againe she throwes Heraclitus I raine downe Riuers when against their King Cities rebell through subiects bandying When Colledges through Armes are rest of Art When euery Countie Kingdomes-it a-part Democritus I burst with laughter when confounding State I see those Rebels hunt their Magistrate When I heare Porters prate of State-designes And make all common as in new-found Indes Heraclitus I weepe to see Gods glory made a vaile To couer who his glory most assaile That sacred Faith is made a maske for sinne And men runne headlong to destructions ginne Democritus I laugh with all my heart at the transforming Of Iugling Proteis to all times Conforming But most I laugh t' haue seene the world so mad To starue and die when those damn'd Atheists bad Heraclitus I weepe alas to see the People weepe Opprest with rest-les waight in danger deepe Crying for PEACE but yet not like to get-her Yet her condition is not greatly better Democritus I laugh to see all cause of laughter gone Through those which yerst thou said'st haue caus'd thy mone Noting th' old guise I laugh at all their new I laugh at more but dare not tell it you Heraclitus Som sorrowes also I in silence keepe But in the Desart all my woes shall weepe And there perhaps the Rocks will helpe me then For in these dayes they are more milde then men Democritus I 'le dwell in Cities as my Genius guides To laugh my fill for smiling PEACE prouides Such plentious store of laughing-stuffe to fill me That still I 'le laugh vn-les that laughing kill me FINIS AN ODE OF THE LOVE AND beauties of Astraea To the most matchles-faire and vertuous M. M. H. TETRASTICON THou for whose sake my freedome I forsake Who murdring me doost yet maintain my life Heere vnder PEACE thy beauties Type I make Faire war-like

t' assault the Ill Of the good Angels seruing to the glory of God and good of his Church both in generall and particular Th' vnspotted Spirits that neuer did intend To mount too high nor yet too lowe descend With willing speed they euery moment goe Whether the breath of diuine grace doth blowe Their aims had neuer other limitation Then God's own glory and his Saints saluation Law-less Desire n●'r enters in their brest Th' Almightie's Face is their Ambrosiall Feast Repentant tears of strayed Lambs returning Their Nectar sweet their Musike Sinners Mourning Ambitious Mans greedy Desire doth gape S●ept●r Scepter Crown on Crown to clap These neuer thirst for greater Dignities Trauail's their ●ase their bliss in seruice lies For God no sooner hath his pleasure spoken Or bow'd his head or giuen som other token Or almost thought on an Exploit where in The Ministry of Angels shall be seen But these quick Postes with ready expedition Fly to accomplish their diuine Commission One followes Agar in hir pilgrimage Gen. 21 17 18. And with sweet comforts doth her cares asswage Another guideth Is●●●● mighty Hoasts Exod. 23 23 33 2. Another Iacob on th' Idumean Coasts Another skill'd in Physick to the Light Tobi. 11 7 11 12 14 15 Restores old faithfull Tobies failing sight In Nazareth another rapt with ioy Tels that a Virgin shall bring forth a Boy That Mary shall at-once be Mayd-and-Mother Luk. 1 26. And bear at-once her Son Sire Spowse and Brother Yea that Her happy fruitfull woomb shall hold Him that in Him doth all the World infold Som in the Desart tenderd consolations Math. 4 11. While IESVS stroue with Sathans strong Temptations One in the Garden in his Agonies Luk. 22 43. Cheers-vp his fears in that great enterprise To take that bloody Cup that bitter Chalice And drink it off to purge our sinfull Malice Another certifies his Resurrection Matth. 28 25. Vnto the Women whose faith 's imperfection Suppos'd his colde limbs in the Graue were bound Vntill th' Archangels lofty Trump should sound Another past all hope doth pre-auerr Luk. 1 13. Acts 12. ● The birth of Iohn Christ's holy Harbenger One trusty Seriant for diuine Decrees The Iewes Apostle from close Prison frees One in few howers a fearfull slaughter made Of all the First-born that the Memphians had Exod. 12 29. Exempting Those vpon whose door-postes stood A sacred token of Lambs tender blood 2. Kings 10. 35 Another mowes-down in a moments space Before Hierusalem Gods chosen place Senacharib's proud ouer-daring Hoast That threatned Heav'n and 'gainst the Earth did boast In his Blasphemous braues comparing ev'n His Idol-Gods vnto the God of Heav'n His Troups victorious in the East before Besieg'd the City which did sole adore The Onely God so that without their leaue A Sparrow scarce the sacred Wals could leaue Then Ezechias as a prudent Prince Poizing the danger of these sad euents His Subiects thrall his Cities wofull Flames His Childrens death the rape of noble Dames The Massacre of Infants and of Eld And 's Royall Self with thousand weapons queld The Templeraz'd th' Altar and Censer voyd Of sacred vse Gods Seruants all destroyd Humbled in Sack-cloath and in Ashes cries For ayd to God the God of Victories Who hears his suit and thunders down his Fury On those proud Pagan Enimies of Iury For while their Watch within their Corps de Garde About the Fire securely snorted hard From Heav'n th' Almighty looking sternly down Glancing his Friends a smile his Foes a frown A sacred Fencer 'gainst th' Assyrians sent Whose two-hand Sword at euery veny slent Not through a single Souldiers feeble bones But keenly slyces through whole Troops at once And heaws broad Lanes before it and behinde As swistly whirling as the whisking winde Now gan they fly but all too slowe to shun A flying Sword that follow'd euery one A Sword they saw but could not see the arm That in one Night had don so dismall harm As we perceiue a Winde-mils sayls to go But not the Winde that doth transport them so Blushing Aurora had yet scarce dismist Mount Libanus from the Nights gloomy Mist When th' Hebrew Sentinels discov'ring plain An hundred foure score and fiue thousand slain Exceeding ioyfull gan to ponder stricter To see such Conquest and not knowe the Victor O sacred Tutors of the Saints you Guard Of Gods Elect you Pursuiuants prepar'd To execute the Counsails of the Highest You Heav'nly Courtiers to your King the nighest Gods glorious Heralds Heav'ns swift Harbengers 'Twixt Heav'n and Earth you true Interpreters I could be well content and take delight To follow farther your celestiall Flight But that I fear heer hauing ta'n in hand So long a iourney both by Sea and Land I fear to faint if at the first too fast I cut away and make too-hasty haste For Trauailers that burn in braue desire To see strange Countries manners and attire Make haste enough if onely the First Day From their own Sill they set but on their way So Morne and Euening the First Day conclude And God perceiu'd that All his Workes were good THE SECOND DAIE OF THE FIRST WEEK THE ARGVMENT Lewd Pöets checkt Our Pöets chast Intents Heav'ns Curtain spread th' all-forming Elements Their number nature vse and Domination Concent excesse continuance situation Aire 's triple Regions and their Temper 's change Windes Exhalations and all Meteors strange Th' effects the vse apply'd to Conscience Mans Reason non-plust in som Accidents Of Prodigies of th' Elementall Flame Heav'ns ten-fold Orbs Waters aboue the same THose learned Spirits whose wits applyed wrong With wanton Charms of their in chanting song A iust reproof of wanton lasci●ious Poets of our Time Make of an olde foul frantike Hecuba A wondrous fresh fair witty Helena Of lewd Faustina that loose Emperess A chaste Lucretia loathing wantonness Of a blinde Bowe-Boy of a Dwarf a Bastard No petty Godling but the Gods great Master On thankless furrows of a fruitless sand Their seed and labour lose with heedless hand And pitching Netts to catch I little wott What fume of Fame that seems them to besott Resemble Spiders that with curious pain Weaue idle Webs and labour still in vain But though then Time we haue no deerer Treasure Less should I wail their miss-expence of leasure If their sweet Muse with too-well spoken Spell Drew not their Readers with themselues to Hell For vnder th' hony of their learned Works A hatefull draught of deadly poyson lurks Whereof alas Young spirits quaffe so deep The danger of their seduced Readers That drunk with Loue their Reason falls asleep And such a habit their fond Fancy gets That their ill stomack still loues euill meats Th' inchanting force of their sweet eloquence Hurls head long down their tender Audience Ay childe-like sliding in a foolish strife On th' Icie down-Hills of this slippery Life The Songs their Phoebus

venge God's honor and Our shame acquight Who spurrd with anger but more stirrd with Zeale Shall foile this Pagan and free Izrael O! who shall being me this Wolf 's howling head That Heav'n and Earth hath so vn-hallowed What e're he be that lauish of his soule Shall with his blood wash-out this blot so foule I will innoble him and all his House He shall inioy my Daughter for his Spouse And euer shall a Deed so memorable Be with the Saints sacred and honorable ●● Yet for the Duel no man dares appeer All wish the Prize but none will win 't so deer Big-looking Minions braue in vaunts and vows Lions in Court now in the Camp be Cows But euen the blast that cools their courage so That makes my DAVID's valiant rage to glowe My Lord saith He behold this hand shall bring Dauids offer Th' heav'n-scorning head vnto my Lord the King Alas my Lad sweet Shepheard answers Saul Thy heart is great although thy limbs be small High flie thy thoughts but wee haue need of more More stronger Toyles to take so wilde a Boare To tame Goliah needs som Demi-god Some Nimrod rather then a Shepheard-Lad Of slender growth vpon whose tender Chin The budding doun doth scarcely yet begin Keep therefore thine owne Rank and draw not thus Death on thy self dis-honor vpon vs With shame and sorrow on all Izrael Through end-les Thral dom to a Fo so fel. The faintest Harts God turns to Lions fierce His assurance To Eagles Doues Vanquisht to Vanquishers God by a Womans feeble hand sub dews Iabins Lieutenant and a Iudge of Iews God is my strength therfore O King forbear For Izrael for Thee or Mee to fear No self-presumption makes me rashly braue Assured pledge of his prowd head I haue Seest thou these arms my Lord these very arms Steeld with the strength of the great God of Arms Haue bath'd Mount Bethlem with a Lions blood These very arms beside a shady Wood Haue slain a Bear which greedy after prey Had torn and born my fattest sheep away My God is still the same this sauage Beast Which in his Fold would make a Slaughter-feast All-ready feels his furie and my force My foot al-ready tramples on his Corps With his owne sword his cursed length I lop His head al-ready on the geound doth hop The Prince beholds him as amaz'd and mute To see a mind so yong foresolute Then son saith he sith so confirmd thou art Go and Gods blessing on thy valiant hart God guide thy hand and speed thy weapon so That thou return triumphant of thy Fo. Hold take my Corslet and my Helm and Launce And to the Heav'ns thy happy Prowes aduance The faithfull Champion being furnisht thus Is like the Knight which twixt Eridanus And th' heav'nly Star-Ship marching brauely-bright Hauing his Club his Casque and Belt bedight With flaming studs of many a twinkling Ray Turns Winters night into a Summers day But yer that hee had half a furlong gon The massie Launce and Armour hee had on Did load him so he could not freely mooue His legs and arms as might him best behooue Euen so an Irish Hobby light and quick Simile Which on the spur ouer the bogs they prick In highest speed If on his back he feel Too-sad a Saddle plated all with steel Too-hard a Bit with in his mouth behind Crooper and Trappings him too-close to binde He seems as lame he flings and will not go Or if he stir it is but stiff and slowe DAVID therefore lays-by his heauie load And on the grace of the great glorious GOD Who by the weakest can the strongest stoop Hee firmly founding his victorious hope No Arrows seeks nor other Arcenall But by the Brooke that runnes amid the Vale Hee takes fiue Pebbles and his Sling and so Courageously incounters with his Foe What Combat's this On the one side I see A moouing Rocke whose looks do terrifie Euen his owne Hoast wbose march doth seem to make The Mountaine tops of Sucoth euen to shake On th' other side a slender tender Boy Where grace and beautie for the prize doo play Shaue but the doun that on his Chin doth peer And one would take him for Anchises Pheer Or change but weapons with that wanton E●● And one would think that it were Cupids self Gold on his head skar●er in either Cheek Grace in each part and in each gest alike In all so louely both to Foe and Friend That very Enuy cannot but commend His match-les beauties and though ardent zeale Flush in his face against the Infidel Although his Fury fume though vp and down He nimblie trauerse though he fiercely frown Though in his breast boyling with manly heat His swelling heart do strongly pant and beat His Storme is Calm and from his modest eyes Euen gratious seems the grimmest flash that flies Am I a Dog thou Dwarf thou Dandiprat To be with stones repell'd and palted at Or art thou weary of thy life so soon O foolish boy fantasticall Baboone That never saw'st but sheep in all thy life Poore sotte 't is heer another kind of strife We wrastle not after your Shepheards guise For painted Sheep-hooks or such pettie Prize Or for a Cage a Lamb or bread and cheese The Vanquisht Head must be the Victors Fees Where is thy sweatie dust thy sun-burnt scars The glorious marks of Soldier strain'd in Warres That make thee dare so much O Lady-Cow Thou shalt no more be-star thy wanton brow With thine eyes rayes Thy Mistress shall no more Curl the quaint Tresses of thy Golden ore I 'll trample on that Gold and Crowes and Pyes Shall peck the pride of those sweet-smiling eyes Yet no my guirle-boy no I will not file My feared hands with blood so faintly-vile Go seek thy match thou shalt not dy by me Thine honor shall not my dishonor be No silly Lad no wert thou of the Gods I would not fight at so vn-knightly ods Come barking Curre the Hebrew taunts him thus That hast blasphem'd the God of Gods and vs The ods is mine villain I scorne thy Boasts I haue for Aide th' almighty Lord of Hoasts Th' Ethnik's a-fier and from his goggle eyes All drunk with rage and blood the Lightning flies Out of his beuer like a Boare he foames A hellish Fury in his bosom roames As mad he marcheth with a dreadfull pase Death and destruction muster in his face He would a-fresh blaspheam the Lord of Lords With new despights but in the steed of words Simile He can but gnash his teeth Then as an Oxe Straid twixt the hollow of steep Hils and Rocks Through craggie Coombs through dark ragged turnings Lowes hideously his solitary Moornings The Tyrant so from his close helmet blunders With horrid noise and this harsh voice he thunders Thy God raignes in his Ark and I on Earth I Chalenge Him Him if he dare come forth Not Thee base Pigme Villain saies the Iew That blasphemy thou

And Humane-too for priuate Mens promotion 94 Croire leger soudain se resoudre Ne discerner les amis des flateurs Ieune conseil nouueaux seruiteurs On t missouuent les haults estats en pouldre Not right-discerning Friends from Flatterers Light-crediting and suddain Resolution Young giddie Counsell and new Seruitors Haue often caus'd the highest States confusion 95 Dissimuler est vn vice seruile Vice suiuy de la desloyautè D'où sourd ès cueurs des grands la cruautè Qui aboutit à la guerre ciuile Dissimulation is a seruile Vice A vice still followed by Disloyalty Whence in Great hearts doth Crueltie arise Which alwayes ends in ciuill Mutiny 96 Donner beaucoup sied bien à vn grand Prince Pourueu qu'il donne à qui l'à meritè Et par proportion non par equalitè Et que cesoit sans fouler sa Prouince Nought more beseems a Prince then Liberality So it be giuen to those that Merit well By due proportion not by iust equalitie And without Burthen to the Common-weal 97 Plus que Sylla c'est ignorer les lettres D'auoir induit les peuples à s'armer On trouuera les voulant desarmer Que desubiects ils sont deuenus maistres 'T is to be more then Sylla Letter-lesse To hurrie Armes into the Vulgars hand For when again you think them to suppresse Insteed of Subiects they will All command 98 Ry situ veux vn ris de Democrite Puis que le monde est pure vanitè Mais quelque fois touchè d'humanitè Pleure noz maux des larmes d'Heraclite Sith all the World is nought but meerly vanitie Laugh if thou list like blythe Democritus Yet somtimes toucht with tender-soul'd humanitie Weep for our Woes with sad Heraclitus 99 A l'estranger sois humain propice Et s'il se plainct incline à sa raison Mais luy donner les biens de la maison C'est faire aux tiens honte iniustice Be kinde to Strangers and propitious And to their cause thy willing ear encline But to bestowe thy Goods out of thy House Is shame and wrong vnto thy self and thine 100 Ie t'apprendray situ veux en peu d'heure Le beau secret du breuuage amoureux Ayme lestiens tu seras aymè d'eux Il n'y a point de recepte meilleure I 'le teach you heer if any list to proue A passing Loue-drink any hart to get Loue vertuously and be assur'd of Loue And this beleeue-it is the best Receipt 101 Crainte qui vient d'amour reuerence Est vn appuyferme de Royautè Mais qui se faict craindre par cruautè Luy-mesm● craint vit en deffiance The Fear that springs from Loue and Reuerence A firme support to Royall Greatnes giues But he that makes him fear'd for Uiolence Himself fears most and in distrust still liues 102 Quiscauroit bien que c'est qu'vn Diadème Il choisiroit aussi tost le tombeau Que d'aff●ubler son chef de ce bandeau Car aussibien il meurt lors à soy mesme He that knewe right what were a Diadem As soon would seek in a colde Toombe to lie As girt his Temples with that glorious Gem For then begins he to himself to die 103 Deiour denuict faire la sentinelle Pour lesalut d'autruy tousiours veiller Pour le public sans nul gré trauailler C'est en vn mot ce qu'Empire i'appelle For day and night to stand as Sentinel For Publike good ingratefull toyle to take Incessantly to watch for others weal This is to Raigne if we it rightly take 104 Ie ne veis one prudence auec ieunesse Bien commander sans auoir obey Estre fort craint n'estre point hay Estre Tyran mourir de vieillesse I neuer saw Wisedome and Youth but two Nor him Commandwell that had not Obay'd Nor any fear'd that was not hated too Nor Tirant aged in his Toombe be-lay'd 105 Ne voise aubal qui n'aymerà la danse Ny au banquet quine voudrà manger Ny sur la mer qui craindrà le dangèr Ny à la Cour qui dirà ce qu'il pense Come not at Reuells who delights not Daunce Nor on the Sea who fears rough waues and winde Nor at a Feast who a good stomack wants Nor at the Court who means to speak his minde 106 Du mesdisant la langue venimeuse Et du flateur les propos emmielez Et du moqueur les brocards enfielez Et du maling la poursuite animeuse The soothing hony of smooth Parasites The poys'nie Tongues of slaunderous Sycophants The ieering Buffon that the best still bites The brazen-face of begging Cormorants 107 Hayr le vray se feindre en toutes choses Sonder le simple à finde l'attraper Brauer le foible sur l' absent draper Sont de la Cour les oeillets les roses To gull the Simple and the Weak to braue To hate the Truth to halt in euery-thing To vnder-mine The Absent to depraue These are the Flowers that in the Court doo spring 108 Aduersitè des faueur querelle Sont trois essais pour sonder son amy Tel a ce nom qui nel'est qu'à demy Et ne scauroit endurer la coupelle An Enemy Misfortune and Disgrace Are three Essayes to proue if Friends be loyall For many haue the Name and bear the face That are not so if they be put to triall 109 Aymel ' estattel que tu le vois estre S'il est royal ayme la Royautè S'il est de peu ou bien communautè Aymel ' aussi qu and Dieu t'y à faict naistre Commend the State where-vnder born you are If it be Royall loue the Royaltie If of the Best or meerly Popular Allowe of either where thy Lot shall be 110 Il est permis souhaiter vn bon Prince Maistel qu'il est il le conuient porter Car il vault mieux vn tyran supporter Que de troubler la paix de saprouince 'T is lawfull where they want to wish good Princes But men the while must bear them as they are 'T is better bear a Tyrants insolences Then to disturbe the Common-weal with Warre 111 A ton Seigneur ton Roy nete ioue Et s'il t'en prie il t'en faut excuser Qui des faueurs des Roys cuide abuser Bien tost froissè choit au bas de la roue Sport not too-boldly with thy Lord and King And though he bid thee if thou canst refuse From highest Fortunes suddain down they ding Who doo presume a Princes grace t' abuse 112 Qui de bas lieu miracle de fortune En vn matin t'es haulsè si auant Penses tu point que ce n'est que duvent Qui calmerà peut estre sur la brune Thou Fortunes wonder that from lowest place Doo'st in a morning to the top attain Suppose it but a winde that blew a-space VVhich yet yer night perhaps will calme again 113