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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01471	A garden of graue and godlie flovvres sonets, elegies, and epitaphs. Planted, polished, and perfected by Mr. Alexander Gardyne.	Garden, Alexander, 1585?-1634?	1609 (1609)	STC 11596; ESTC S118827	34,736	98

Garden great and gallant is thy glore And happie thou that such a troup contains A comelie Court a rich and stable store Hem'd here within thy heavenlie hedge remains Great Delius dishanting Parnass vses And with him all these Maids admir'd the Muses That tripill Tryn haue here transferd their seat And here Apollo hes his Palion pitcht Whereby no Wene Invention nor conceat Is not thy Muse attempted not nor toucht Wherefore J think condinglie thou may clame One leafe out of the Lawrell Diademe Since in thy Breast boyls those inspiring springs From whence does flow that liuelie liquor sweet Wherein Thou baths thy Virgin Muses wings And at thy pleasure in those fonts does fleet From whence thy Muse exceeding store extracts That through the Mundan Map thee famous maks W. T. IN Good or Bad the worke bewrays the Man And by the frute we clearlie know the Tree How cunning and how great a Gardner than Declares thy gallant Garden thee to bee For therein thou maks blind and sensles see Thy worthie worke vnto my selfe a sight That stupefacts my sense delud's my eie And yet it lens vnto my life a light For while with Reason I doe reckon Right And see such store doe from one stock Proceed Frutes fresh and fair diverslie drest and dight Yet discrepant in sapor shape and seed I must say then thou by a thousand wayes Thy practise and Poetick powre displayes Mr. I. Lesl. WHose pleasure is into his Paradise And Adam like his Eden hath advisd Relent thy course by Gardens graue advise Whose Muse divine this sweetest Subject chusd Inspir'd hereby he hes profoundly infufd Rare Recipies thy Soule for to renew Read with remorse and rightlie if thou vse Thou shall rejoce that in our Ground there grew A Garden whence springs Cedars to subdew Soule-killing soars resulting from thy sin Then wandring worldling hold this in thy view Lest if thou stray thou enter not therein This Gardens-flowrs had Alexander seene His heart had not halfe so ambitious beene Alex. Ste. VPON HIS MAJESTIES Armes quartered LORD be thy boundles bountie from aboue The British Great long tripartited Throne Vnited now in pleasure peace and loue To thee and thine Great Iames shal Al-be-on Distractions greefs and grudges all are gone Competitors that preast thy Crowns to clame Hes ceas'd their sutes and leau 's to thee Alone The Irish French and th' English Diademe Out of all doubt impertinent to them And be all Laws belonging vnto thee As lo my sacred Soveraigne supreme Behold here with thy Royall eies and see The Leopards and Flowres of France they bring The Harpe to sport their Lord thee Lyon King TO HISSACRED MAIESTIE PROCLAMED KING OF Great Britane MOst magnanime and high imperiall Prince Whom IOVA just vndoubtedlie ordains In peace be A fore-pointed providence Of Al-be-on all to rule the royall rains The bloodie broyls where but th'vngodlie gains Great Iove sweete Time and sacred Soverain you Haue broght to end and everie strength constrains Before your feete debased like to bow The threatning storms of bold Bellonas brow To pleasant peace long intertain'd shall turne As may be noted evidentlie now Whill all your bounds with blasing bon-fires burne Amidst this mirth and those triumphiug things Giue GOD the glore the Creator of Kings CONGRATVLATION FOR HIS MAIESTIES DELIVERIE FROM THE SVLPHVRIOVS Treason in the Parliament house Sonet 1. LIft vp your hearts and hands vnto the Lord Applaud giue praise and with the Psalmist sing Vnto his Maiestie Misericord For saif conserving of thee Soveraigne King Giue glore to God and thank him for this thing Laud we the Lord with heavenlie hyms on hie That by that bloodie boutchrie did him bring Devisd for him with secret subtiltie Extend the Truth tell this eternallie With mirrie minds conjunctlie all rejoes IEHOVA just Almightie magnifie That fred him from the furie of his foes Triumph and sing for this deliverance sweet Praise to the Father Sonne and holie Sprit Sonet 2. IT is not flamm's of artificiall fir's That thou the Lord craves for a recompence Nor is it pompe ostentiue thou requjr's For wondrous preservation of the Prince It is not Mundane vane magnificence Nor sliding show's that momentarie bee Bot it is zeale thanks and obedience With gladnesse of the minde to glorifie Thee thee the Lord that hes so lovinglie Even from a fore-decrited death out-drawen Thy servant that sinceirlie serveth Thee To cause on him thy loue and care be knawne A paill of pray'r not artificiall fir's The Lord for this deliverance desir's TO THE CITTIE OF ABERDEN at the death of that excellent D. DAVID Bishop of Aberd. THe Prince of preaching Pastors in thir parts Thy Archidoctor dearest and divine The light of learning in the liberall Arts Thy senior sage in everie Science sine Thy faithful Father and informer fine Thy dearest Dauid in the Lord is lost Thy Cypr'an Ambrose and thy Augustine The Earth for Heaven thy Cunninghame hes cost Whill as Religion with her lowd laments For his departure powreth out her plaints To Church and King what detriment and skaith The breaths-abridging Burrio does bring Here in this death is eminent to baith For lo the Church a Columne and the King A Consull graue inlaiks in everie thing The people a Platter of their publict pace Ane Symboll sure and an assured signe Of some approching perrell to the place Where he was wont divinlie to indite The misteries of holie sacred write THE OPINION OF THE worldlie estate of the honorable and learned Mr Walter Steward Principall of the Kings Colledge of Aberdon at his death LIfe Lordships friends all ease and earthlie glore Pomp Pleasure Pride Renown worldly wealth Sprit manhood strength estate and treasures store Blood beutie clan and honour here but health Like dying lamps into the longest night Are false deluding dainties but delight Preheminence soveranitie and place Great dignities and transitorious joyes Promotions high discents from royall race Time turnes to nought Death alters and destroyes As water-bell's with little blasts are blowen So with lesse breaths they are againe ou'r-throwen Wit learning skill sweet Eloquence and vene Jn faculties intelligence profound Soliditie and quicknes of the braine And in all Earthlie blessings to abound Are alway vaine and foolishnes in fine Without that Wisdome heavenlie and divine Men are not made for ever permanent In Mein nor Monarches is no steadfast strength Men are no more here bot a trau'ling tent And they shall leaue this lingring life at length Remoue and wend out of this vaill their wayes For they the part of posting Pilgrims playes What they in their Inventiue braine have bred Be means of their imagination vaine And with expence perfectlie haue exped By ill governing is disgrac'd againe And that which Fame and Fortune hiest bure Oft lies full lowe inglorious and obscure Why do we then in fragill flesh confide And boldlie buildes our aspirance and trust Since nothing breaths that here is