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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A13797	Alba The months minde of a melancholy louer, diuided into three parts: by R.T. Gentleman. Hereunto is added a most excellent pathetical and passionate letter, sent by Duke D'Epernoun, vnto the late French King, Henry the 3. of that name, when he was commanded from the court, and from his royall companie. Translated into English by the foresaid author.	Tofte, Robert, 1561-1620.; Epernon, Jean-Louis de Nogaret de La Valette, duc d', 1554-1642.	1598 (1598)	STC 24096; ESTC S111433	52,678	150

still at her former Crime And with Remorse doth mortifie the Spright VVhilst wronged Soule on Others layes the blame Yet reprehends her selfe euen for the same This earthly Beautie doth the Sence delight But Heauenly Beautie doth ●he minde mo●e please The one the World hath as an Obiect right And seekes the World to pleasure with sweet ease But th' other hath ●ehouah for hir glasse Nor she for any but for him doth passe The Sence doth burne with ●oues vnperfect works Which like a blaz● in th' aire doth flit away The Soule thirsts after that which neuer hurts And hunts for that which neuer will decay That which not subiect is to any time But of it selfe most Perfect and Diuine Thou Lord the Mortall and Immortall both Created hast marke humbly I require How much within my bodie they be wroth Marke how within me gainst me they conspire VVithin themselues they vary so and grudge That which of both shall win us hard to iudge My bad Conceits from Adam sprung of yore Doo headlong runne to endles death with shame And lesse that Reason do th●m bridle sore Hardly my Soule can ●asse from whence it came Then pardon Lord the Course that I haue runne And I from Sinne a new Man will become A Tirant great faire Beautie is in Loue When it doth triumph in a louely face And who with cold Disdaine this doth not moue Is caught by subtill sweet alluring Grace Who stands at Beauties Gaze and doth not flie Is soone entrapt by wilfull glan●ing eye This which of true Loue is but Picture bare With shadowing Vale doth dimme our cleerest sight And if to follow it we do not spare It soone deceiues vs with a false delight And to perpetuall prison sends our soule Vnles her sleights by Reason we controule Faire Pearle fine gold base ex●rements of th' earth What 's Beautie but a little White and Red Reuiued with a little liuely Breath With Winde or Sunne or Sicknes altered All this ●oth Time consume and bring to nought And all what ere into this world is brought The fairest Colours drie and vanish shall The yongst must pack as well as doth the Olde All mortall things to mortall death must fall And therefore first were cast in earthly molde That which doth ●●orish greene as grasse to day Tomorow withereth like to dried Hay Swift flies our yeares as doth a running streame And lothed Age comes stealing on apace Our youth doth passe away as t were a Dreame And Death doth follow for to take his place Death comes and our Lifes patent to his hand For to resigne he straight doth vs command Strength to his course and winde vnto his flight VVith feathers to his wings Time ioyneth fast And this sweet life which we so much do like Though nere so loth yet must away at last The fairest Flower must wither with the weede VVhat so doth liue to die was first decreede Thrise happie man and trebble blest is he That neuer treads his steps from rightest way Nor with the mist of VVorld will blinded be But keepes right path and neuer goes astray Contemning all these mundaine Treasur● base In hope to ioy the heauenly Wealth of Grace VVho dyeth ill dyes who dieth well neuer dies But liues a life aboue Eternallie Like good ●l●as who in wondrous wise VVas from base Earth tooke vp to liue in skie VVhere bide Th'elect of Christ for euer blest In Abrahams bosome there for aye to rest For thee my HART doth burne like fire Deare Lord Which freesde before like Frost and chillie Ice For thee to leaue my sinne I doe accord Through which thy heauenly grace I did despise All Follies now as Shadowes vaine I le leaue And vnto thee the Substance trew I cleaue In thee I burne and in my selfe I freese Frozen through feare but burning through thy Loue. Reason ore Senses mine now ouersees And her Authoritie ore them doth proue Which makes me humbly call to thee for grace Though proud before I runne a selfe wild race Repentance right sad Griefe salt Teares sure Faith Renue in me a sorie Contrite Hart My guiltie Conscience oft within me saith I Death deserue yet Mercifull thou art Sighs from ●y soule I offer for my Fee As pretious Blood thou offredst once for mee My Hart now clensde and yet not mine as now ●weet Christ to thee his first Home turnes againe ●rom me he flies and vnto thee doth bow ● giue it thee Accept I pray the same Ah Soueraigne Sauiour do not now despise A broken Hart for pleasing Sacrifise Weake is my Barke in which my Life doth rowe My wretched life through grieuous faults mispent And in the World his Ocean sayles but slowe Because it falles into the Occident My sickly Minde runnes selfe same doubtfull way And Soule doth grieue that Fancie ●o doth stray And though a gentle calmie Winde to blowe She findes about her as she fresh do●h sayle Yet vnder Waters doe I spie belowe The Foe of my poore Soule her to assayle And in that part wherein he doth espie The Ship to leake in that he close doth lie Ah now it grieues me now I doe repent My re●chlesse Race that I so Iewde haue runne Yet hath my God in mercie to me sent Helpe to my Vessell weake else I vndon● Hope at the left hand standes that part ●o guide And constant Faith on right hand doth abide Earth was my flesh before and earth againe Ere long it shall be but my Soule on hie Shall be lift vp in brightest Heauens ●o raigne If I from false alluring Sinne can flie When at his feete who first life to me gaue A Glorious Seat for euer I shall haue Full 7. times foure of yeeres my life hath runne Whil'st to my selfe a heauy B●rthen sore To others I a gainelesse charge become Soyled with beastly Thoughts vncleanly gore Whil'st in true Light being blind I farther goe From Reasons path which Iudgement did me show Slow to good works but too too swift to ill My Soule abroad with flitting wings doth flie And in the worlds darke bottom of Selfe will Mongst 1000. Snares she carelesly doth lie Where sensual Sense and Ignorance astray Her doubtfull leades quight out of her right way Too obstinate she headlong forward runnes In greatest Light she tumbleth in most darke Nor takes she thought what of her selfe becomes Be it right or wrong her course she doth not marke So that although Immortall she should liue Most mortall Death she seekes her selfe to giue But now thanks to the Soueraigne King of all She no more blinde the dangers gins to spie And looking backe vnto her former fall She doth repent through faith most heartily Where she doth see of Heauen the narrow Gate Which once was shut now ope for her escape King of all Kinges which from thy sacred Throne Doest ma●ke and view from forth the Heauens hie Thy Graces vnto Adams Ofspring showne Of thy great Loue although vnworthilie

riches are of the variable condition of the world and of the vncertaintie of mankinde Your Maiestie which gaue mee all whatsoeuer I haue cannot take any thing but what was your owne before from me and willingly if you please will I yeeld vp all I haue without enforcing mine owne will at all I will more easily discharge my selfe of my Goods then they may bee taken from mee I will resigne not only the Estates the Honors the Offices and Possessions whether they be of mine owne Person or belonging vnto my deare Wife but also my life into your princely Handes I say that happie and contented life which I owe vnto your liberall integritie doe mee I most humbly beseech you so great a good as to receiue it Leaue me onely I desire so little as 10000. franckes of yeerely rent mine owne poore patrimonie it shall be enough that I may maintaine my selfe in your royall Court with the small trayne I had before you knewe mee I shall haue sufficient being in your presence and your onely sight shall bee more vnto mee then all the treasures of the earth I will leaue without any griefe at all vnto your Maiestie the Liuings you haue bestowed on me without making any other request in this respect but onely to beseech you most humbly not to suffer that mine enemies namely those who haue plaied mee no small bad prankes about you should be put in possession and inuested with my spoyles neither to suffer them to finde their happines through the losse of mine owne good Fortune n●r that they may haue cause to erect them glorious Trophees of mine vndeserued ouerthrow for that only and only that alone would be the greatest aduersitie that losse of wealth or goods might bring vnto me See then my gracious Lord the account I make of riches But of your gracious Fauours I haue in such ample wise promised my selfe the eternitie thereof and haue taken such a HABIT in the possession of the same that this Custome is turned into a natural Order I cannot draw breath but with thē my life hath no mouing but their influence that day wherein they shall bee taken from mee shall be the last of my life and the separation of them cannot bee without the parting of my soule out of this body which notwithstanding I will holde for very fortunate to haue so honorable a subiect and will not a little glorie to haue so long and well liued that I haue been thought worthie the friendship of so great and mightie a Monarch who hath so much esteemed thereof as not to haue been able to liue without it One of the most apparant signes that your Royall selfe gaue me of your rare Affection towards me is in that you haue alwaies desired to haue had me neere about you Then I most humbly beseech your Maiestie let me not now be banisht far from you Banish rather my Fortune than my Person they rather gape at it than at my selfe It is not at the youngest Sonne of VALETTA that these spitefull Oppressors doe seek● to take holde of but it is on the Duke D'Epernoun and to his Princely greatnes they are rather enemies of the Effects than of the Cause and desire rather the possessions than the absence of the Possessor Suffer not then deare Soueraigne this his forced withdrawing whom you haue so greatly loued and change not your royall countenance from him at this time will ill fortune Notwithstanding most gracious Prince if of my being far off dependes the rest and quietnes of your poore people and the execution of your Maiesties worthie will and pleasure I will not gainesay it at all rather would I bee as low vnder the earth as you haue raised mee on high in dignitie Your commaundements herein as in all other things shall bee my Counseller● you will shall be a law vnto me and your desires my affections It is more reason that I should perish then your Wil Heasts be vnaccomplished seeing I was not raised vp but by those meane● I praise God for that he h●th left me one comfort in this my luckles desaster that is to know my ill hap and not my fault my hard fortune and not my King my Enuious and not my iust Enemies doe seeke this my fall My iust behauiour hath not any way caused it and therefore it will not leaue mee any place of repentance for my soule is free from all scruple and doubt and my vpright intentions of all offences towards your Maiestie Besides this I haue placed the friendship wherewith it hath pleased you to honour me in a perfect heart not tainted at all I call thereof to witnes the Diuinitie of your excellent Spirit which neuer deceiueth it selfe in the knowledge of his owne Amongst which in despight of the rage of his enemies who are almost in despaire I will appeare in loyall sincerenesse of zeale and in dutifull obedience as the Sunne amidst the Starres and I will make it to be seene that the ielousie of my pestilent Slaunderers is a meere iniurie of time and my life a spl●ndant light of your Kingdome Neyther call I to minde these matters for that I feare you suspect mee of horrible ingratitude or beastly forgetfulnes The ●are manner wherewith you haue bound mee vnto you was such as coulde not come from a rude Scythian but from a most magnanimious King who hath restored a wofull heart cruelly wounded to happie life being therefore obliged vnto his princely Throne for euer So that my Actions hereafter and not my wordes at this present time shall answere for my continuall loyaltie I will euermore haue in memorie the liberalitie of my Prince as a passing pleasing witnesse of the honorable affection hee hath borne me and will repute that day accursed wherein I shall not thinke of the happinesse he hath done vnto me being not able as now to doe him any other duetie Then my sweete Soueraigne honour me I beseech you alwayes with your Commaundements it shall be a kinde of comfort vnto mee to bee euer employed in your Princely Seruice Adiew my good Lord adiew the greatest good I possesse in this life is the happie thought of your gracious Fauour I beseech you still to preserue me therein and to beleeue that neuer soule seperated it selfe from a goodly bodie with greater griefe then E ' Pernoun now hath in being deuided from your Maiesty and not ● little do I complaine for that Fortune hath no other meanes to beat mee downe then in depriuing mee of your noble presence in such sort as it hath done But since it hath pleased God and your Maiestie I shoulde withdrawe my selfe from you I beseech his goodnesse that there may remaine with you as great ioy as in parting from you I carry away both heauinesse and anger that it may please his holy spirit to conduct and fauour you in such sort in your enterprises that your Good may be as fairhfully sustained as I would desire to see manifested the Fauorers of the troubles of your Realme and the iust punishment due vnto them for their rash Wilfulnesse and ouer presumptuous Boldnesse to the glorie of God the encrease of your Maiesties Royaltie the ●ealth of your People the contentment of your magnanimous and Princely Desires Your no lesse duetifull then sorrowfull Subiect for that he must loose the sweete sight of your Princely Maiestie Iean Louis de Nogaret Duke D'Epernoun FINIS