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A18592	The anuals [sic] of great Brittaine. Or, A most excellent monument wherein may be seene all the antiquities of this kingdome, to the satisfac ion both of the vniuersities, or any other place stirred with emulation of long continuance. Excellently figured out in a worthy poem.; Loves martyr	Chester, Robert, 1566-1640.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. aut; Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637. aut; Chapman, George, 1559?-1634. aut; Marston, John, 1575?-1634. aut	1611 (1611)	STC 5120; ESTC S116061	77,656	191

idolatrize Ore the wide world my loue-layes I le be sending My loue-layes in my Loues praise alwayes written Heart-comfortable motions still attending Your beautie and your vertuous zeale commending Eyes that no frosts-cold-rage hath euer bitten Do you then thinke that I in Loues hot fire Idolatrize and surphet in desire 7. I had rather loue though in vaine that face Then haue of any other grace I being forc'd to carrie Venus shield Had rather beare a Phoenix for my crest Rather then any bird within the field Loue tels me that her beautie is the best Though some desire faire Vestas Turtle-doue In my Birds bosome resteth perfect loue Vaine is that blind vnskilfull herauldrie That will not cause my bird that is so rare Face all the world for her rarietie Then who with her for honor may compare Haue we one like her for her pride of beautie Of all the feathered Quier in the aire Any but vnto her do owe their dutie Other may blaze but I will alwaies say Grace whom thou list she beares the palme away 8. What euer fall I am at call What thunder stormes of enuie shall arise Euer to thee my heart is durable Fall fortunes wheele on me to tyrrannize I will be alwayes found inexorable Am I not then to thee most stable At morne midnight and at mid-dayes sunne Call when thou wilt my deare to thee I le runne 9. I had rather loue though in vaine that face Then haue of any other grace I now do wish my loue should be relieued Had I my thoughts in compasse of my will Rather then liue and surfeit being grieued Loue in my breast doth wondrous things fulfill Though loues vnkindnesse many men do kill In her I trust that is my true sworne louer Vaine he doth write that doth her vertues smother That she is faire Nature her selfe alloweth Face full of beauty eyes resembling fire Then my pure hart to loue thy hart still voweth Haue me in fauour for my good desire Of holy loue Loues Temple to aspire An● but thee my thoughts will here require Other sweet motions now I will conceale Grace these rude lines that my hearts thoughts reueale 10. Disgrace not me in louing thee Disgrace be banisht from thy heauenly brow Not entertained of thy piercing eie Me thy sweete lippes a sweet touch will allow In thy faire bosome would I alwayes lie Louing in such a downe-bed to be placed Thee for to please my selfe for euer graced 11. I had rather loue though in vaine that face Then haue of any other grace I liue enricht with gi●ts of great content Had my desires the guerdon of good will Rather then taste of Fortunes fickle bent Loue bids me die and scorne her witlesse skill Though Loue command Despaire doth stil attend I● hazard proues oft times but doubtfull end Vaine is the loue encountred with denayes That yeelds but griefe where grace should rather grow Face full of furie voide of curteous praise Then since all loue consists of weale and woe Haue still in mind that loue deserues the best Of hea●ts the touchstone inward motions louing Any that yeelds the fruite of true-loues rest Other I loue vnworthie of commending Grac'd with bare beautie beautie most offending 12. My selfe and mine are alwayes thine My care to haue my blooming Rose not wither Selfe-louing Enuie shall it not denie And that base weed thy growth doth seeke to hinder Mine hands shall pull him vp immediatly Are they not enuious monsters in thine eie Alwayes with vaine occasions to inclose Thine euer growing beautie like the Rose 13. The darting of your eies may heale or wound Let not empiring lookes my heart confound The ey-bals in your head are Cupids fire Darting such hot sparkles at my brest Of force I am enthrald and do desire Your gracious loue to make me happie blest Eyes lippes and tongue haue caused my vnrest May I vnto the height of grace aspire Heale my sicke heart with loues great griefe opprest Or if to fire thou wilt not yeeld such fuell Wound me to death and so be counted cruell Let the wide ope-mouth'd world slaunder the guiltie Not my dead Phoenix that doth scorne such shame Empiring honor blots such infamie Lookes dart away the blemish of that name My thoughts prognosticate thy Ladies pittie Hearts-ease to thee this counsell will I giue Confound thy foes but let true louers liue 14. You are my ioy be not so coy You best belou'd you honor of delight Are the bright shining Starre that I adore My eyes like Watchmen gaze within the night Ioy fils my heart when you do shine before Be not disgrasiue to thy friend therefore Too glorious are thy lookes to entertaine Coy thoughts fell peeuish deeds our base disdaine 15. For you I die being absent from mine eye For all the holy rites that Venus vseth You I coniure to true obedience I offer faith which no kind hart refuseth Die periur'd Enuie for thy late offence Being enamored of rich Beauties pride Absent I freeze in Winters pining cold From thee I sit as if thou hadst denide My loue-sicke passions twentie times retold Eye-dazling Mistris with a looke of pittie Grace my sad Song and my hearts pining Dittie 16. Send me your heart to ease my smart Send but a glaunce of amours from thine eie Me will it rauish with exceeding pleasure Your eye-bals do enwrap my destinie Heart sicke with sorrow sorrow out of measure To thinke vpon my loues continuall ●olly Ease thou my paine from pitties golden treasure My griefe proceeds from thee and I suppose Smart of my smart will my lifes bloud inclose 17. Seeing you haue mine let me haue thine Seeing my passions are so penetrable You of all other should be pittifull Haue mind of me and you 'le be fauourable Mine hart doth tell me you are mercifull Let my harts loue be alwayes violable Me haue you found in all things dutifull Haue me in fauour and thy selfe shalt see Thine and none others will I all wayes be 18. Within thy brest my hart doth rest Within the cir●uit of a Christall spheare Thy eyes are plast and vnderneath those eyes Brest of hard flint eares that do scorne to heare My dayes sad gronings and night waking cries Hart sore sicke passions and Loues agonies Doth it become thy beauty no a staine Rests on thy bright brow wrinckled with disdaine 19. O let me heare from thee my deare O tongue thou hast blasphem'd thy holy Goddesse

truly told His great Round-table was in Britanie Where chosen Knights did do their homage yearely The strange Birth honorable Coronation and most vnhappie Death of famous Arthur King of Brytaine OF noble Arthurs birth of Arthurs fall Of Arthurs solemne Coronation Of Arthurs famous deedes Heroyicall Of Arthurs battels and inuasion And that high minded worthie Brytish King Shall my wits memorie be deifying In the last time of ●ter surnam'd Pendragon So called for his wittie pollicies Being a King of estimation In famous Brytaine mongst his owne allies There was a mightie Duke that gouern'd Cornwaile That held long warr● and did this King assaile This Duke was nam'd the Duke of Tintagil After these hot bred warres were come to end He soiourn'd at a place cald Terrabil From whence Pendragon for this Duke did send And being wounded sore with Cupids sting Charg'd him his Wife vnto the Court to bring His Wife a passing Ladie louely wife Chaste to her husbands cleare vnspotted bed Whose honor-bearing Fame none could supprize But Vesta-like her little time she led Igrene her name on whose vnequall beautie Pendragon doted led by humane folly At length ●e broke his mind vnto a Lord A trustie Councellour and noble Friend That soone vnto his minds griefe did accord And his Kings louing loue-thoughts did commend Telling Pendragon this should be his best To tell the Dutchesse of his sweete request But she a Woman sterne inexorable Willing fond Lusts inchauntments to resist All his tongues smoothing words not penetrable In her chaste bosomes Gate could not insist But straight she told her Husband how she sped Lest that his grace should be dishonoured And counseld him to passe away in haste That Nights darke duskie mantle might ore shade Their flying bodies least at last they taste More miserie then Time did ere inuade For Lust is such a hot inflamed thing It gouerneth mans senses rules a King And as the Duchesse spake the Duke departed That neighter Vter nor his Councell knew How his deepe bosomes Lord the Dutchesse thwarted But marke the story well what did ensue Soone as the King perceiued their intent Intemperate Rage made him impatient Away with Musicke for your strings do iarre Your sound is full of Discords harsh and ill Your Diapazon makes a humming warre Within mine eares and doth my sences fill With im●●lodious mourning She is gone That rul'd your selues and Instruments alone Away fond riming Ouid lest thou write Of Prognes murther or Lucreti● rape Of Igrens iou●ney taken in the night That in the blacke gloom'd silence did escape O could no Dogge haue bark'd no Cocke haue crow'd That might her passage to the King haue show'd No mirth pleasde Vter but grimme Melancholy Haunted his heeles and when he sate to rest He pondred in his mind Igrenas beautie Of whom his care-craz'd head was full possest Nothing was now contentiue to his mind But Igrenes name Igrene to him vnkind At last his noble Peeres with pitie mou'd To see the Kings sodaine perplexitie With a great care that their Liege Emperour lou'd For to allay his great extremitie Did counsell him to send for Garloyes wife As he would answer it vpon his life Then presently a Messenger was sent To tell the Duke of his wifes secret folly This was the substance of his whole intent To bring his wife to Court immediatly Or within threescore dayes he did protest To fetch him thither to his litle rest Which when the Duke had warning straight he furnish'● Two Castles with wel-fenc'd artillerie With vitailes and with men he garnish'd His strongest Holds for such an enemie And in the one he put his hearts-deare Treasure Faire Igrene that he loued out of measure That Castle which the Duke himselfe did hold Had many Posternes out and issues thence In which to trust his life he might be bold And safely the war●es Furie to commence But after-telling time did wonders wo●ke That Foxes in their holes can neuer lu●ke Then in all haste came Vter with his hoast Pitching his rich pauilions on the ground Of his aspiring mind he did not boast For Loue and Anger did his thoughts confound Hot warre was made on both sides people s●aine And many Death-doore-knocking Soules complaine Loue and minds anguish so perplext the King For Igrene that incompa●able Dame That Cupids sicknesse pearc'd him with a sting And his warres lowd Alarums ouercame Venus intreated Mars awhile to stay And make this time a sporting Holiday Then came sir Vl●i●s a most noble Knight And askt his king the cause of his disease Being willing in a subiects gracious right Vt● 〈◊〉 mind in heart to please Ah said the K●ng Igrene doth captiuate My Heart and makes my Se●ses subiugate Courage my gracious Liege I will go find That true diuining prophet of our Nation M●rlin the wise that shall content your mind And be a Moderator in this action His learning wisedome and vnseene experienc● Shall quickly giue a Salue for loues of●ence So Vl●ius at the length from him departed A●king for Merlin as he past the way Who by great fortunes chance sir Vl●ius thwarted As he went by in beggers base aray Demanding of the Knight in basenesse meeke Who was the man he went so farre to seeke Vl●ius amazed at his base attire ●old him it was presumption to demaund The name of him for whom he did enquire And therefore would not yeeld to his command Alas said Merlin I do plainly see Merlin you seeke that Merlin I am he And if the King will but fulfill my hest And will reward my true deseruing heart In his loues agonies he shal be blest So that he follow what I shall impart Vpon my Knighthood he will honor thee With fauour rewards most royally Then Vlfius glad departed in all hast And rode amaine to king Pendragons sight Telling his Grace Merlin he me● at last That like a Lampe will giue his Louelaies light Where is the man I wisht for him before See where he stands my Liege at yonder doore When Vter saw the man a sudden ioy And vncompre'nded gladnesse fi●d his hart With kind embracements met him on the way And to him gan his secrets to impart Leaue off quoth Merlin I do know your mind The faire-fac'd Lady Igrene is vnkind But if your Maiesty will here protest And sweare as you are lawfull King annointed To do my will nothing shall you molest But follow my directions being appointed I sweare quoth Vter by the Euangelists He dyes for me that once thy will resists Sir said the Prophet Merline this I craue That shall betoken well what ere betide The first faire sportiue Night that you shall haue Lying safely nuzled by faire Igrenes side You shall beget a sonne whose very Name In after-stealing Time his foes shall tame That child being borne your Grace must giue to me For to be nourished at my appointment That shal redound much to his maiestie And to your G●aces gracious good

place Was that a Bardth in Welsh diuision Recorded Arthurs actes vnto his Grace And in the foresaid Church-yard he did sing That they should find the body of the King And those that dig'd to find his bodie there After they enterd seuen foote deepe in ground A mightie broade stone to them did appeare With a great leaden Crosse thereto bound And downwards towards the corpes the Crosse did lie Containing this inscripted poesie Hic iacet sepultus inclytus Rex Arthurus in Insula Aualoniae His bodie whose great actes the world recorded When vitall limitation gaue him life And Fames shrill golden Trump abroad had sounded What Warres he ended what Debate what Strife What Honor to his countrey what great Loue Amongst his faithfull subiects he did proue Was not interd in sumptuous royaltie With funerall pompe of kindred and of friends Nor closde in marble stone wrought curiously Nor none in mourning blacke his King attends But in a hollow tree made for the ●once They do enter King Arthurs princely bones Their outward habite did not shew their mind For many millions of sad weeping eies In euery streete and corner you might find Some beating their bare breast and some with outcries Cursing and Banning that proud Mordreds soule That did by warre his princely life controule The Kings that were attendant on his traine Forgot their kingdomes and their royall crownes Their high proud hautie hearts with griefe were slaine Strucke in amaze with Fortunes deadly frownes For they had lost their Scepter Seate and all By princely Arthurs most vnhappie fall The trunke being opened at the last they found The bones of Arthur King of Brytanie Whose shin-bone being set vpon the ground As may appeare by auncient Memorie Reacht to the middle thigh within a spanne Of a tall proper well set bigge lim'd Man And furthermore they found King Arthurs skull Of such great largenesse that betwixt his eyes His foreheads space a spanne broad was at full That no true Historiographer denies The forenam'd Abbot liuing in those daies Saw what is written now to Arthurs praise The print of tenne wounds in his head appeared All growne together except onely one Of which it seemes this worthie Brytaine died A true Memoriall to his louing Nation But that was greater far then all the rest Had it bene lesser Brytaine had bene blest In opening of the Tombe they found his wife Queene Guiniuere interred with the King The Tresses of her haire as in her life Were finely platted whole and glistering The colour like the most pure refin'd gold Which being toucht straight turned into mould Henry de Bloyes at the length translated The bones of Arthur and his louely Queene Into the great Church where they were interred Within a Marble toombe as oft was seene Of whom a worthie Poet doth rehearse This Epitaph in sweete Heroicke Verse Hic iacet Arthurus flos regum gloria regni Quem mores probit as commendant laude perenni Iohannis Leylandij antiquarij E●comion funerale in vitam facta mortemque Regis Arthuri inclitissi●i SAxonicas toties qui fudit marte cruento Turmas peperit spolijs sibi nomen opimis Fulmineo toties Pictos qui contudit ense Im●osuitque iugum Scoti ceruicibus ingens Qui tumidos Gallos Germanos quique feroces Pertulit Dacos bello confregit aperto Denique Mordredum è medio qui sustulit illud Monstrum horrendum ingens dirum seuumque tyrannum Hoc iacet extinctus monumento Arthurius alto Militiae clarum decus virtutis alumnus Gloria nunc cuius terram circumuolat omnem Aetherijque petit sublimia tecta tonantis Vosigitur gentis Proles generosa Britannae Induperatoriter magno assurgite vosiro Et tumulo s●cro Roseas inferte Corollas Officij testes redolentia muncra vestri Thus Englished He that so oft the Saxon Troupes did foile And got a name of worth with richest spoile He that with brandisht sword the Picts destroyed And yok'd the Scots their stubborn necks annoyd He that the loftie French and Germaines fierce did 〈◊〉 And Dacians force with Warre did vanquish quite He lastly which cut off that monster Mordreds life A cruell Tyrant horrible mightie full of strife Arthur lyes buried in this Monument Warres chiefest garland Vertues sole intent Whose Glorie through the world stil swiftly flies And mounts with Fames wings vp to the thundring skies You gentle Off spring of the Britaines blood Vnto this puissant Emperour do honours good And on his Tombe lay Garlands of sweete Roses Sweete gifts of Dutie and sweete louing posies Finis Epitaphij No. Arth. The true Pedigree of that famous VVorthie King Arthur collected out of many learned Authors TWelue men in number entred the vale of Aualon Ioseph of Arimathea was the chiefest we confesse Iosué the sonne of Ioseph his father did attend on With other ten these Glaston did possesse Hilarius the Nephew of Ioseph first begate Iosue the Wise Iosue Aminadab Aminadab Castellors had by fate Castellors got Manael that louely Lad And Manael by his wife had faire-fac'd Lambard With another deare sonne surnamed Vrlard And Lambard at the length begot a sonne That had I●rene bo●ne of his wife Of this Igrene Vter the great P●ndragon Begot King Arthur famous in his life Where by the truth this Pedigree d●th end Arthur from Iosephs loynes did first descend Peter Cousin to Ioseph of Arimathea Being sometimes King of great Arcadia Begat Erlan that famous worthy Prince And Erlan gat Melianus that did conuince His neighbour foes Melianus did beget Edor and Edor Lothos name did set That tooke to wife the sister of King Arthur A Virgine faire chaste louely and most pure Of whom this Lotho had foure louely boyes Their fath●rs comfort and their mothers ioyes Walwanus Agranaius Garelus and Guerelise That in their countrey much did soueragnize All which were men of great authoritie And famous in the land of Britaine Here endeth the Birth Life Death and Pedigree of King Arthur of Britanie now to where we left Phoenix O Nature tell me one thing ere we part What famous towne and situated Seate Is that huge Building that is made by Art Against whose wals the crystall streames do beate As if the flowing tide the stones would eate That lies vpon my left hand built so hie That the huge top-made Steeple dares the Skie Nature That is the Britaines towne old Troynouant The which the wandring Troyans Sonne did frame When after ship wracke he a place did want For to reuiue his Honor-splitted Name And raisd againe the cinders of his Fame When from Sydonian Dido they did steale To reare the Pillars of a Common-weale Since when to come more nearer to our time Lud the great King did with his wealth enlarge The famous builded Citie of this Clime And Ludstone to be cald he gaue in charge And London now that Towne is growne at large The flowing Riuer Thamasis is nam'd Whose Sea-ensuing Tide can neare be tam'd

loden him with miserie And ere we passe I le shew some excellence Of other hearbs in Phisickes noble Science There Mugwort Sena and Tithimailes Oke of Ierusalem and Lyryconfaucie Larkes spurre Larkes claw and Lentiles Garden Nigella Mill and Pionie Woody Nightshade Mints and Sentorie Sowbread Dragons and Goates oregan Pelemeum Hellebore and Osmond the Waterman First of this Mugwort it did take the name Of Artemesia wife to Mansoleus Whose sunne-bred beautie did his heart inflame When she was Queene of Helicarnassus Diana gaue the herbe this name to vs Because this vertue to vs it hath lent For womens matters it is excellent And he that shall this herbe about him beare Is freed from hurt or daunger any way No poisned Toade nor Serpent shall him f●are As he doth trauell in the Sunne-shine day No wearinesse his limmes shall ought assay And if he weare this Mugwort at his breast Being trauelling he nere shall couet rest There is blacke Hellebore cald Melampodium Because an Arcadian shepheard first did find This wholsome herbe Melampus nam'd of some Which the rich Proetus daughters wits did bind When she to extreame madnesse was inclind It cured and reuiu'd her memorie That was possest with a continuall frenzie There Centrie in Greeke Centaurion That from the Centaure Chiron tooke the name In Spaine t' was cald Cintoria long agone And this much honor must we giue the same Wild Tygers with the leaues a man may ●ame T is good for sinewed aches and giues light To the blacke mistie dimnesse of the sight Fames golden glorie spreadeth this report Vpon a day that Chiron was a guest To arme-strong Hercules and did resort Vnto his house to a most sumptuous feast And welcome was the Centaure mongst the rest But see his lucke he on his foote let fall Great Hercul's shaft and hurt himselfe withall A mightie arrow not for him to weeld The wound being deepe and with a venom'd point To Deaths arestment he began to yeeld And there with sundrie Balmes they did annoint His wounded foote being strucken through the ioynt All would ●ot serue till that an old man brought This ●entaurie that ●ase to him hath wrought There 's Osmond balepate Plebane and Oculus Christi Sleeping nightshade Salomons seale and Sampire Sage of Ierusalem and sweete Rosemarie Great Pilosella Sengreene and Alexander Knights Milfoile Masticke and Stocke gillofer Hearts ease herbe twopence and Hermodactill Narcissus and the red flower Pimpernell Phoenix That word Narcissus is of force to steale Cold running water from a stony rocke Alas poore boy thy beautie could not heale The wound that thou thy selfe too deepe didst lock● Thy shadowed eyes thy perfect eyes did mocke False beautie fed true beautie ●rom the deepe When in the glassie water thou didst peepe O Loue thou art imperious full of might And dost reuenge the crie disdaining louer His lookes to Ladies eyes did giue a light But pride of beautie did his beautie smother Like him for faire you could not find another Ah had he lou'd and not on Ladies lower He neare had bene transformed to a flower Nature This is an Embleame for those painted faces Where deuine beautie rests her for a while Filling their browes with stormes and great disgraces That on the pained soule yeelds not a smile But puts true loue into perpetuall exile Hard hearted Soule such fortune light on thee That thou maist be tranform'd as well as he Ah had the boy bene pliable to be wonne And not abusde his morne excelling face He might haue liu'd as beauteous as the Sunne And to his beautie Ladies would giue place But O proud Boy thou wroughtst thine owne disgrace Thou lou'st thy selfe and by the selfe same loue Did'st thy deuinesse to a flower remoue But to proceed there 's Christioculus The seede of this Horminum drunke with wine Doth stirre a procurations heate in vs And to Libidenous lusts makes men incline And mens vnable bodies doth refine It brings increase by operation And multiplies our generation There 's Carrets Cheruile and the Cucumer Red Patiens Purslane and Gingidium Oxe eie sheepe killing Penygrasses and the golden flower Cuckoepintell our Ladies seale and Sagapinum Theophrastus violet and Vincetoxicum Saint Peters wort and louely Venus haire And Squilla that keepes men from foule despaire O this word Carrets if a number knew The vertue of thy rare excelling roote And what good help to men there doth ensue They would their lands and their liues sell to boote But thy sweete operation they would view Sad dreaming Louers slumbring in the night Would in thy honie working take delight The Thracian Orpheus whose admired skill Infernall Pluto once hath rauished Causing high Trees to daunce against their will And vntam'd Beast with Musicks Harpe hath fed And Fishes to the shore hath often led By his experience oftentimes did proue This Roote procur'd in Maides a perfect loue Purslane doth comfort the inflamed hart And healeth the exulcerated kidnies It stoppeth all defluxions falling smart And when we sleepe expelleth dreames and fancies It driues Imaginations from our eyes The iuyce of Purslane hindreth that desire When men to Venus games would faine aspire There 's Rocket Iacke by the hedge and Loue in idlenesse Knights water Sengreene and Siluer maidenheare Paris Na●ews Tornesol and towne Cresses Starre thistle that for many things is deare And Seia that in Italy Corne doth beare Wake-robbins Hyacinth and Hartichocke Letuce that mens sence asleepe doth rocke Phoenix O poore boy Hyacinthus thy faire face Of which Apollo was enamored Brought thy lifes Lord too timely to that place Where playing with thee thou wast murdered And with thy bloud the grasse was sprinckled Thy bodie was transformed in that hower Into a red white mingled Gilli-flower Nature But yet Apollo wept when he was slaine For playing with him cleane against his will He made him breathlesse this procur'd his paine True loue doth seldome seeke true loue to kill O Loue thou many actions dost fulfill Search seek learn what things there may be shown Then say that Loues sweet secrets are vnknowne And as a token of Apolloes sorrow A siluer coloured Lillie did appeare The leaues his perfect sighes and teares did borrow Which haue continued still from yeare to yeare Which shewes him louing not to be seuere 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 is written as a mourning Dittie Vpon this flower which shewes Apolloes pittie O Schoole-boyes I will teach you such a shift As will be worth a Kingdome when you know it An herbe that hath a secret hidden drift To none but Treauants do I meane to show it And all deepe read Phisitio●s will allow it O how you play the wags and faine would heare Some secret matter to allay your ●eare There 's garden Rocket take me but the seed When in your Maisters brow your faults remaine And when to saue your selues there is great need Being whipt or beaten you shall feele no paine Although the bloud your buttocks seeme to