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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

Thou that do'st fill with true Delight the minde With true Delight wherein true Ioy we finde Behold how I ore laid with grieuous sinne With Soule defil'd with Heart infected sore Doe flie to thee thy Mercie for to winne And with Repentance doe my faultes deplore Lord if thy Lawes and thee I haue offended Let mine old Follies with new Teares be cleansed My Sorrowes to my Sinnes are sparkes but small So loathsome they appeare vnto my sight On thee I at thy Gate of Pittie call Thou art the Flame that canst them purge most brigh● The Bellowes is Amendements pure desire Which doth inflame through thy hotte louing Fir● Let thy great Bountie me forget forgiue And bad Conceites that idle Fancies wrought Let them no more within me working liue But to Confusion and Contempt be brought Oh let not Sinne my Soule still Satanise But with thy Spirit the same imparadise A most excellent patheticall and passionate Letter of Duke D'Epernoun MINION vnto Henry the third King of France and Polonia when through the Duke of Guizes deuise and meanes he was forbidden the presenc● of the King MY gracious Soueraigne a great combate had I in my minde and no little or small adoe to resolue my selfe what way to take hauing receiued expresse commandement not to approach the royall presence of your sacred Maiestie any more a matter of no small consequence as that was vnto me and such as was hard for me to beleeue and therefore not vnlikelie to be but of long resolution Willing I was my good Lord to obey your letter and so did I but yet for to make manifest the cause of so suddaine an alteration I did greatly desire to remoue from my heart whatsoeuer might haue displeased your Grace in any of my actions whatsoeuer yet could I finde none being thoroughly determined and wonderouslie desirous to answer the same with my life and bid you farewell with a liuely and open voyce before the face of all the world I most humbly beseech your Maiestie to pardon this my Disobedience seeing I haue not committed this fault onely for feare of disobeying you but rather because I am pricked forward by the great affection I owe vnto your seruice more than all the men in the world I see Sir I am the onely marke whereat the Enuie and Slaunder of France doe drawe their most fierce Dartes of their Rigor and Force I must needes vndertake ●o resist no lesse those who are Enuyers of my good Fortune then heretofore I haue done the Admirers thereof not doubting but that God will giue me the Grace not onely to repulse thē but also to beat thē downe wi●h the onely Sun-shining Beame of your royall Fauour which alone shal suffice without any more need of other Armour being as strong vnto me as the foundation of a Rocke which no Accidents whatsoeuer shall euer be able to vndermine For I do not place in the ranck of transitory thinges the Friendship wherewith your Maiestie with so great affection so long time hath honoured me It hath continued without ceasing with so great Good-will and sustayned so many sharpe assaultes that I feare nothing at all that it should perish in one small moment and on the sodaine Hap-hazard did not build it Fortune therefore shall not ouerthrow it and the workes of your Maiesties bountie shall neuer I hope yeelde vnto the malice of the Enemies of my Good Neither will I haue any other proofe of the Eternitie of your rare Fauours towards mee then the answere you made vnto one of the Neerest about your Maiestie who affirming you would make me too GREAT you answered And so Great will I make him that it shal not be in my power hereafter to vndoe him although willingly I would These are the wordes worthie Prince wherewith you haue pricked forwardes the violence of my malicious ill willers Wordes in trueth most worthie the greatest noblest and most bountifull Monarch of the worlde In so much as I haue engrauen in my soule an immortall desire to make my selfe worthie the effectes thereof But I must not nowe beholde nor at this time looke into what parte your Good-will hath shewed it selfe most firme and most affectionate to make famous my good Fortune The principall beginning there●● was resolued vpon with iudgement the sequell with reason and the end shall not be variable with ill destinie The proceedinges thereof were voluntary your Maiestie wil not suffer I trust that the chaunce thereof should be forced you haue raised me out of the dust vnto the greatest honours of your high Estate and of an vnworthie younger brother that I was you haue created me a great Duke I am of your owne fashioning I hope you will not suffer your worke to be vnperfect and for to lift me vp vnto the heauens of your greatnes you will not giue me winges of so soft a wax that I shall melt in the violent lightninges of the rage of mine enemies to make me miserablie to sincke into the bottomlesse flouds of their bloody desires But rather contrariwise that it would please you to protect me and to take a certaine kinde of pleasure and pride to see and beholde that the power you haue giuen mee may bee sufficient to ouerthrow these Infidels and base Creatures their 〈◊〉 estate being full of discommodities and t●eir diuelish determinations guiltie of horrible treasons But if your Maiestie desire to see the rest and quietnesse of your poore People imagining that I am the cause of their pouertie and neede and not the quarrels and conflicts that these Iewde fellowes haue attempted if my prosperitie causeth the trouble of your pleasures and if you thinke that ceasing the pretexte of your vnfained Good-will towardes mee by the same meanes they woulde cease their euill behauiours also let vs then Sir ouerthrow this good Fortune let vs remoue that which serues for a colour to the enterprises that these turbulent Companions goe about to put themselues into possession of your Estate let vs ouerthrowe the meanes which they call the Motiues and occasions of their Factions yet in the ende it shall plainly be seene that aspiring Ambition cankred Enuie of these malcontented mindes is the onely cynders which couers the fire wherewith they would imbrace your Realm and the breake necke ouerthrow into which they couet to thrust your people to accompany thē vnto their endles miseries But Soueraigne Liege I doe not hold the liberalitie your royall Person hath bestowed on mee so deare as I doe the least of your desires my obedience shall franckly yeeld to you all that which your princely Liberalitie hath bountifully giuen vnto me whether it be to take away the colour of the warres ensuing or to make it good in good-earnest vpon them which beare a shewe to desire it The losse of my Goodes shall be the least of my Crosses I haue alwayes considered that Fortune giueth no●hing but what she can alwayes take againe and that all worldly

wrought You now are dust con●umde as t were to nought Though conquering War doth make in time to come Many things florish and with Fame to rise Yet in the end when all is past and done Time doth All this consume in spitefull wise All M●●uments all Monarchs that haue been Time in the end destroyes and weares out cleane And since t is so I will contented liue In discontent for if that Time can make An end of All and end to each thing giue May be some order he for me will take May be in th' end when I shall tried bee To th' vtmost I my guerdon iust may see Roma ALBA thinkst thou thy Month shall still be MAY And that thy Colour fresh still faire will be That Time and Fortune will not weare away Beautie which God and Nature lends to thee Yes yes that white and red thy Cheekes now show Shall quicklie change and blacke and yellow grow The Giniper the longer it doth flower The older still it waxeth bowing still And that sweete face of thine which now hath power Whole worlds with wondering at the same to fill Shall though it now sauns blemish be a Staine Hereafter with thicke wrinkeled Clifts remaine Great care to keepe this Beautie fraile must be Which we God knowes a small time doe enioy Doe what we can we lose it suddenle Why then being courted shouldst thou seeme so coy Fortunes wings made of Times feather●●eere stay But eare thou them canst measure flit away Then be not ouer hard like changeles Fate But let my Cries force thee at last relent Doe not oppose thy selfe too obstinate Gainst him whose time to honor thee is spent Ah let me speake the trueth though somewhat bold Though now th' art young thou one day must be old Riuers of gorie blood into the Sea In sted of Waters shall most swiftlie runne The hugie Ocean drie as land shall be And darke as pitch shall shew the glistering Sunne LOVE shall of Loue and kindenes be depriude And vastie world sauns people shall abide The Night shall lightsome be as Day most plaine The Heauens with their coloured cloudes shall fall Fore LOVE in me a new IDEA frame Or my firme Heart from ALBA alter shall Ah fore I change let horror stop my breth Vnworthie Her vnworthie of this earth As heretofore so still I will her loue Nere shall my constant Heart lie languishing In hope another Beautie for to proue Which flitting fancie to mine eyes might bring My fa●●h Acanthus like shall flourish greene Which th'older t is the fresher still is seene I am no glasse but perfect Diamound My constant minde holdes still where first it tooke Though not my selfe my soule 's in English ground ITALIANS lookes but not there LOVES I brooke The Globelike World is round and hath no end Such is my Faith to her my Fairest frend Fano Gold 's changde to Lead and Emmeralds into Glasse Lillies proue Weedes and Roses Nettles bee No harmles Beasts now through the fields doe passe To feede on Hill or Valleys shade we see Wilde Tigers fierce and rauenous Lions fell In open Plaine and cooly Groues doe dwell In stead of milde and pleasing Accents sweete From hollow Places fearfull Voices sound Eccho amongst the craggie rocks doth weepe And heauie makes her noyse with sighs rebound Riuers against their wonted course do runne The Moone lookes black eclipsed is the Sunne The Sallow shakes his boughes and inward grieues The Cypresse shew'th as if he sickly were And melancholy bares his lothed leaues A signe presaging some great cause of feare Phoebus no more doth combe his tresses f●●re But careles lets them feltred hang in th'a●re Ghosts through the Citie ghastfully appeere And hideous shapes the mindes of men afright No Day we haue but darknes euery where And turnd the World is topsie turuy quite The cause of all this change is my faire Loue Since to the countrie hence she doth remoue On bended knees low groueling on the ground Before the CRVEL FAIRE I prostrate lay But what I sought of Her could not be found My kinde request was dasht with ruffe Denay With me she sharply gan expostulate Nor would she once pitie my hard Estate Teares I did shed but teares I shed in vaine Vowes I did make my Vowes she did reiect Prayers I offred Prayers she did disdaine Presents I sent but them sh'would not accept If teares vowes prayers nor presents can doe good What then remaines but for to offer blood Then Cruell take this Blood Oblations Fee Which at thy shrine from Hart I sacrifice I know t will doe thee good and liketh thee And I bestow it in most hartie wise Neuer ●o much I of my life did make But that I could dispend it for thy sake What needst thou then ad water to the Seas Beames to the Sunne or light vnto the Day When I more readie am if so thou please My selfe to kill then thou my life to slay Ah let me know thy minde thus vex not still A kinde of Pitie t is quickly to kill In stately Bed twixt sheetes more white then snow Where late my Pearle mine ALBA faire did lie I restlesse vp and downe tosse to and fro Whilst trickling teares distill from blubbred eye Ah gentle sleepe do thou deuise some Meane For comfort mine whilst I of her shall dreame You downy Pillowes you which but of late Her daintie selfe did kindly entertaine Once of two louing Bodies charge do take By your soft yeelding call her back againe For she is gone and Troynouant hath left And being gone my hart with he● hath rest For both of vs here 's roume enough to see We b●th in rest with ease may here remaine And he●e two soules vnited one shall bee Two bodies ioynd together One not twaine But t is in vaine for were she here I know Though you agreede agree she would not so Yet call her back and pray to her for me For I am hoarse with praying ouer long· Ah to no purpose t is to call I see She cannot heare she too too farre is gon Yet will I still her praises haroldise And mongst the beautious Saints her canonise Heare me a Martyr for religious Loue Thou Faire Tormentor Motiue of my paine All Racks and Tortors gainst my patience proue And when th' hast done begin afresh againe Wearie shalt thou be of tormenting me Before I grieued at these plagues will be Too deare I prise thy beautie to repent Or wish I had not such sower stormes endur'd Though I thy hard hart finde nere to relent Custome and time to woes ha●e me inur'd What ill so great but I would willing take And beare the brunt assur'd of thy sweet sake The sweet remembrance of thy sight of yore Th' only companion is of my deare life Thy presence was which absent I ado●e My paradise and place of ioy most rife So I al●ne am not though None 's with mee And was in Heauen when I thy