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england_n	great_a	king_n	sister_n	2,482	5	8.3398	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A09583	A commemoration of the right noble and vertuous ladye, Margrit Duglasis good grace, Countis of Lennox daughter to the renowmed and most excellent Princesse Margrit, Queene of Scotland, espowsed to King Iames the fourth, of that name ... wherin is rehearsed hir godly life, her constancy and perfit pacience, in time of infortune her godly end, [and] last farewel, taken of al noble estates at the howre of her death. The ninth day of March. 1577. At her house of Hackney in the countie of Midlesex: and now lyeth enterred the thyrd of April, in the chappel of King Henry the seauenth her worthy grandfather. 1578. And anno. 20. of our soueraigne lady Quéene Elizabeth, by Gods permission of England, Fraunce and Irelande Quéene, [and]c.	Phillips, John, fl. 1570-1591.	1578 (1578)	STC 19864; ESTC S110448	15,671	36

did greatly lament She mourned that ●he did counsell refuse And with his estate would not be content But such is the ende of those that be bent To per seuer in pride mischiefe and ill Shame is the reward of foolish fond will. In Skotland my carefull Quéene mother I leaue To take the garde of king Iames her young sonne And to Fraunce my tale tendes ye may perceiue With the Quéene mine Aunt I haue not yet donne The thread of life that Lachasis ●ad sponne Atropos prest forth in sunder to share Of her husband the king to dye we borne are All flesh is grasse and doth wither away Euen as the flower that doth partch with the sunne No Phisick can serue our lyues for to staye When the clockes past and the hower full runne By death to all ●ortes Gods will must be donne But how or when no mortall man doth knowe Ne yet in what sorte death will bring him lowe Some by long sicknesse theyr lyues do resigne Some with the sworde are constrained to dye And some by famine to earth do incline And some in the floudes déepe drentched do lye Some by the lawes from death cannot flye Subiect to miseries we are on the earth And certaine to dye euen from our fyrst byrth No charter of life is graunted to man Our time is but short our dayes are not long Our substaunce is d●ath and do what we can To earth we shall tourne be we neuer so strong Let vs not thinke then that death doth vs wrong When or in what sort he shall vs arest No let vs be ready to welcome this guest Consider that time runnes on without stay If he once passe by he will not turne back And as the time fades mans dayes weare away For the Web of this lyfe runnes still vnto wrack In time keepe watch then least death the house sack For such as liue carelesse glorying in sinne Séeke to themselues distruction to winne Quéene Mary mine Aunt a widdowe now left And so was my Mother of Skotland the Quéene Theyr Princes by death both from them bereft A cause of care in each of them was seene Myne Unckle king Henry whose fame lasteth gréene Did comfort them both in their great distresse As one well content theyr cares to redresse Quéene Mary myne Aunt his sister moast deare He sent for agen to come into England And wedded she was to a noble Piere Of Sulfolcke the Duke named Charles Brandon To him she byhight her hart and her hande And God on the earth theyr seede did increase Who gaue them prosperity plenty and peace My Mother in Skotland v●knowen to the king Did enter the knot of wedlocke againe With Lord Archimball Duglas co●sider this thing Of Angus the Earle as knowne it is plaine Unruly the Skotes as then did remaine For which cause the Queene to England her tooke And Sotland awhile she left and forsooke The king her brother of loue moast intire At Harbo●ell Castell her harbour appointed Where and in which place sith to know ye desyre I was borne of my mother a Queene anointed And at the fountstoone as the Prince appoynted Margrit I was clipt this is most true As you that list search in Cronacles may view In youth I was trained to vertue and grace In age I hild that in youth I did learne In fayth and Gods feare I ran on my race Obedience and trueth I helde as chiefe sterne ▪ No lightnesse in me could any discerne My hart and my hand to do good was bent And wisedome to learne I was well content But such is the time and date of our dayes That lyfe cannot last as flesh doth require Though pleasure doth graunt to garnish our wayes And Fortune accorde to content our desyre Yet when we thinke least to death we are nyere Our musick hath ende our pleasure doth fade Our pomp as nothing in moment is made Our eyes that delight the courser to view 〈◊〉 dazled of trueth in taking abreth Though knightes at the tylt our ioyes do renew Yet both we and they shall turne vnto earth 〈…〉 Captaine can once conquer death ●e ●eares no armour nor yet bar●ed steede 〈…〉 to death belongeth indeede 〈…〉 nor coastly attyre 〈◊〉 moast ritch nor Iewels worthy price 〈◊〉 mountaines of gould may death no time ●yre No ●eau●y to saue you can him once intice 〈…〉 after vertue learne to loath vice 〈…〉 though death cut all degrées downe 〈◊〉 ma●ger the graue purchace renowne My mother the Quéene king Iamies true wife A Ruler of Skotland from death could not flye Qu●●ne Mary of Fraunce myne Aunt lost her lyfe You see death doth kingdomes and Monarkes defy He will not be parciall no state he sets by The'●le Angus my Father did bow to the ground And so did my brother the king of Skots cround My parents bereft me and also myne Aunt My brother and kinsfolke to myne anoy Yet list myne Unckle the eight Henry graunt A meane distressed to bring me to ioy To call me to Court his grace was not coy With Maries good grace his daughter by right My roome to alot his highnesse did delyght And after in tyme when God did decrée Elizabeths grace to the world to bring Myne Unckle her Father so tendered me That with her in the Court I had my 〈…〉 So déerely loued me Henry the eight King 〈◊〉 bounty and kindnesse I may not forget 〈…〉 me his Nece so greatly did set In Court I was lyked and loued of all At vertue I laboured ●ill for to ame To loosenesse of ly●e I was neuer found thrall My wordes on wisedome I sought for to frame By meanes whereof I purchased fame But when I thought leste to griefe I was ●hrall From reason by loue to soone I did fall Unknowen to the king my Unckle most deare My fayth to Lorde Thomas Howard I plight Most trusty to me his troath did appeare But fortune her fawning list chaunge vnto spyght Our loue she red●●st into the kings sight Who ●or our offence to the Tower vs sent Where much our infortunes we both did lament I mourned that I by Phansie was led And yet from my loue I could not recoyle The Princes dispeasure my cause of care bred But trew loue sought still my dolors to foyle But loue of my loue prepared the spoyle And he in the Tower did finishe his lyfe To whome by contract I had vowed my selfe wife His death with my teares I did often lament Myne Unckles displeasure did grieue me as mutch Yet Patience gaue charge I should be content She in my distresse with hoape did me tutch And though fortune did against my blisse grutch Yet hoape at the last her hate did restraine And to the kinges fauour did bring me againe My faulte he remitted and tooke me to grace My bondage was past my hoape fréedome won Yet when of my Lorde I constred the case And how for my loue his lyfe was vndon