be seene In sinks and vaults the vgly toades do dwell The diuels since most vgly they in hell Our mother Earth nere glorious in her fruite Till by the Sunne clad in her Tinsell sute Nor doth she euer smile him in the face Till in his glorious armes he her embrace Which proues she hath a soule sence and delight Of generations feeling appetite Well hypocrite in faith wouldst thou confesse What ere thy tongue say thy hart saith no lesse Note but this one thing if naught else perswade Nature of all things male and female made Shewing her selfe in our proportion plaine For neuer made she any thing in vaine For as thou art should any haue beene thus She would haue left ensample vnto vs. The Turtle that 's so true and chaste in loue Shewes by her mate something the spirit doth moue Th'arabian bird that neuer is but one Is onely chaste because she is alone But had our mother Nature made them two They would haue done as Doues Sparrowes doe But therefore made a Martire in desire And doth her pennance lastly in the fire So may they all be rosted quicke that bee Apostataes to Nature as is she Finde me but one so young so faire so free Woode sude sought by him that now seekes thee But of thy minde and heere I vndertake Strait to erect a Nunry for her sake O hadst thou tasted of these rare delights Ordainde each where to please great Princes sights To haue their beauties and their wits admirde Which is by nature of your sexe desirde Attended by our traines our pompe our port Like Gods adorde abroad kneâ—â—d to in Court To be saluted with the cheerefull cry Of highnes grace and soueraigne maiestie But vnto them that know not pleasures price Al 's one a prison and a Paradice If in a dungeon closde vp from the light There is no difference twixt the day and night Whose pallate neuer tasted daintie cates Thinkes homely dishes princely delicates Alas poore girle I pitty thine estate That now thus long hast liu'd disconsolate Why now at length let yet thy hart relent And call thy father backe from banishment And with those princely honours heere inuest him That aukward loue not hate hath dispossest him Call from exile thy deere alies and friends To whom the fury of my griefe extends And if thou take my counsaile in this case I make no doubt thou shalt haue better grace And leaue the Dunmow that accursed Cell There let blacke night and melancholie dwell Come to the Court where all ioyes shall receiue thee And till that howre yet with my griefe I leaue thee ¶ Notes of the Chronicle Historie THis Epistle of King Iohn to Matilda is much more poeticall then historicall making no mention at al of the occurrents of the time or state touching onely his loue to her and the extreamitie of his passions forced by his desires rightly fashioning the humor of this king as hath bin truely noted by the most authnticall Writers whose nature and disposition is truliest discerned in the course of his loue first iesting at the ceremonies of the seruices of those times then going about by all strong and probable arguments to reduce her to pleasures and delights next with promises of honour which he thinketh to be last and greatest meane and to haue greatest power in her sexe with promise of calling home of her friends which he thought might be a great inducement to his desires Matilda to King John NO sooner I receiu'd thy letters here Before I knew from whom or whence they were But suddaine feare my bloodlesse veines doth fill As though diuining of some future ill And in a shiuering extasie I stood A chilly coldnesse runnes through all my blood Opening thy letters I shut vp my rest And let strange cares into my quiet breast As though thy hard vnpittying hand had sent me Some new deuised torture to torment me Well had I hop'd I had beene now forgot Cast out with those things thou remembrest not And that prowd beautie which enforst me hether Had with my name now perished together But O I see our hoped good deceiues vs But what we would forgoe that seldome leaues vs Thy blamefull lines bespotted so with sin Mine eyes would clense ere they to reade begin But I to wash an Indian go about For ill so hard set on is hard got out I once determinde still to haue beene mute Onely by silence to refell thy sute But this againe did alter mine intent For some will say that silence doth consent Desire with small encouraging growes bold And Hope of euery little thing takes hold I set me downe at large to write my minde But now nor pen nor paper can I finde For dread and passion are so powerfull o're me That I discerne not things that stand before me Finding the pen the paper and the waxe This at command and now inuention lacks This sentence serues and that my hand out-strikes That pleaseth well and this as much mislikes I write indite I point I raze I quote I enterline I blot correct I note I hope dispaire take courage faint disdaine I make alleadge I imitate I faine Now thus it must be and now thus and thus Bold shame-fac'd fearelesse doubtfull timorous My faint hand writing when my full eye reedes From euery word strange passion still proceedes O! when the soule is fettered once in wo T' is strange what humors it doth force vs to A teare doth drowne a teare sigh sigh doth smother This hinders that that interrupts the other Th'ouer-watched weaknesse of a sicke conceit Is that which makes small beautie seeme so great Like things which hid in troubled waters lie Which crook'd seem straight if straight seem contrary And thus our vaine imagination shewes it As it conceiues it not as iudgement knowes it As in a Mirrhor if the same be true Such as your likenes iustly such are you But as you change your selfe it changeth there And shewes you as you are not as you were And with your motion doth your shadow moue If frowne or smile such the conceit of loue Why tell me is it possible the minde A forme in all deformitie should finde Within the compasse of mans face we see How many sorts of seuerall fauours be And that the chin the nose the brow the eye If great if small flat sharpe or if awry Alters proportion altereth the grace And makes a mighty difference in the face And in the world scarce two so likely are One with the other which if you compare But being set before you both together A iudging sight doth soone distinguish either How woman like a weaknesse is it then O what strange madnesse so possesseth men Bereft of sence such sencelesse wonders seeing Without forme fashion certaintie or being For which so many die to liue in anguish Yet cannot liue if thus they should not languish That comfort yeeldes not and yet hope denies not A life that liues
our fulnes taking borrowed light which to your safeties alwayes firme and true Why thus repugne you by prepostrous might But what heauen lent me vertuously t' haue vsed Leaues to your power what weaknes hath abused 18 But heere I doe resigne it to your King Pawsing heereat as though his tongue offended with griping throwes seemes forth that word to bring Sighing a full point as he there had ended O how that sound his grieued heart doth wring Which he recalling gladly would haue mended Things of small moment we can scarcely holde But griefes that touch the heart are hardly colde 19 But being past he prosecutes in teares Calming that tempest with a shower of raine As he had stroue to keepe it from his eares Quoth he the liegeman to your Soueraigne O in his lippes how vile that word appeares Whereat ashamde doth sadly pawse againe Yes yes euen say so vnto him you beare it I ft be yong Edward that you meane shall weare it 20 Let him account his bondage from that day That he is with the Diademe inuested A glittering Crowne hath made this haire so gray Within whose circle he is but arrested To true content this not the certaine way With sweeter cates a meane estate is feasted And when his prowd feet scorne to tuch the mold His head a prisner in a gayle of golde 21 His subiects numbred numbring of his care And when with showts the people doe beginne Let him suppose th' applause but prayers are T' escape the danger that they see him in Wherein t'aduenture he so boldly dare The multitude hoth multitudes of sinne And he that 's first to cry God saue the King Is the first man doth newes of sorrow bring 22 Appeasing tumults hate cannot appease Soothde with deceits and fed with flatteries Thy selfe displeasing other sought to please Obeyd as much as hee shall tyrannize The least in safety being most at ease Feare forcing friends inforcing enemies And when hee fitteth in his greatst estate His foot-stoole danger and his chaire is hate 23 Raigne he alone whilst he no King was one Disarmde of power and heere deiected is By whose deposing he enioyes a throne Nor should I suffer that nor he doe this I must confesse th' inheritance his owne But whilst I liue it should be none of his The sonne climes vp to thrust the father downe And thus the crowned left without a Crowne 24 Hauing performd this hard constrained part His speech his raigne the day all ioyntly ended Strangely transformd not being what thou art Carde for of none vnlookt on vnattended Sadly departing with a heauy heart To his strong lodging straightly recommended Left to bemoane his miserable plight To the rude walls and solitarie night 25 Whilst things are thus disastrously decreed Seditious libels euery day are spred By such as like not of their violent deede That he by force should be deliuered Whether his wrong remorce in some did breede That him at last vntimely pittied Or else deuisde in pollicie by some To cloake that mischiefe afterward to come 26 And hate that each where hearkning stil doth lurke And yet suspitions Edward is not sure Thinking what blood with Leicester might wurke Or else what friends his name might him procure Which yet their thoughts continually doth yrke The time he should at Kenelworth endure Fore thinke some place t'which secretly conuaide Vnknowne his being be securde from aide 27 And though the great to hide their close intent Seeme ne're so cleare from knowing those know ill Not vnprouided of the instrument Which they keepe ready to performe their will Such haue th'in store to their damnation bent In villanie notorious for their skill Dishonest desperate mercilesse and rude To all vile actions ready to intrude 28 Matreuers and base Gurney are the men In this lewd act that must confedered be Whose hatefull names pollute our maiden pen But I intreate you be not grieu'd with mee To whome the same doe worthily pertaine Some bought grow crooked from the streightest tree Nor shall you be partakers of their shame The fault lies in their deede not in your name 29 These secretly to Killingworth dispatcht Fitted of all things that their hearts desire At such a time as few their purpose watcht After whose busnes none is to enquire Which by their warrant subtilly was matcht Onely to them knowne whither to retire Taking the King his guardian to acquit And to bestow him where they thought most fit 30 With a crew of ribalds villainous and nought As their coagents in this hatefull thing To th' earle of Leister their commission brought Commaunding the deliu'ry of the King which with much griefe they lastly froÌ„ him wrought About the Castell closely houering watching a time till silence and the night Might with conuenience priuiledge their flight 31 With shamefull scoffes and barbarous disgrace Him on a leane ill fauord jade they set In a vile garment beggarly and base Which it should seeme they purposely did get And in a wretched miserable case Bâ—numd and beaten with the colde and wet Depriu'd of all repose and naturall rest with thirst and hunger grieuously opprest 32 Yet still suspitious that he should be knowne They shaue away his ornament of haire The last thing his that he could call his owne Neuer left Fortune any wight so bare Such tyranny on king was neuer showne Thus voide of comfort were he voide of care No no our ioyes are shadowes and deceiue vs But till our death our sorrowes neuer leaue vs. 33 To which intent when farthest from resort Forcing him light from his poore wearie beast Vpon a mole-hill O most sad report With puddle-water him they lewdly drest Whilst at his woes and miseries they sport An yron skull the Bason like the rest VVhose lothing eyes in this more lothed glasse Well may discerne how much deformd he was 34 Th' abundant drops that from his eyes do fall A poole of teares still rising by this raine VVhich wrastling with the water and withall A troubled circle makes it to retaine His endlesse griefes vnto his minde might call Billowde with sighes like to a little maine water with teares contending whether should Make water warme or make the warme tears cold 35 Vile traitors hold off your vnhalowed hands His brow the state of maiestie still beares Dare you thus keepe your soueraigne Lord in bands How can your eyes behold th'annointeds teares Or if your sight thus all remorce with-stands Are not your harts euen pierced through your eares The minde is free what ere afflict the man Hee 's yet a King do Fortune what she can 36 Who 's he should take what God himselfe hath giuen Or spill that life his holy spirit infused All powers be subiect to the power of heauen Wrongs passe not vnreueng'd how ere excused If of all sense griefe hath thee not bereauen Rise maiestie when thou art thus abused O whither shall authoritie betake When in this sort it doth it selfe forsake
sits a helmet and there lies a shield O ill did fate these noble Armes bestow Which as a quarry on the soilde earth lay Seizde on by conquest as a glorious pray 58 Heere noble Bohune that braue issued peere Herford so hie in euery gracious heart Vnto his country so receiude and deere Wounded by treason in the lower part As o're the bridge his men returning were Through those ill-ioynd planckes by an enuious dart But Lancaster whose lot not yet to die Taken reseru'd to greater infamie 59 O subiect for some sadder Muse to sing Of fiue great Earledomes happily possest Of the direct line of the English king with fauours friends and earthly honours blest If so that all these happinesse could bring Or could endow assurednes of rest But what estate stands free from fortunes powre The Fates haue guidance of our time and howre 60 Some few themselues in sanctuaries hide In mercie of that priuiledged place Yet are their bodies so vnsanctifide As scarce their soules can euer hope for grace Whereas they still in want and feare abide A poore dead life this draweth out a space Hate stands without and horror sits within Prolonging shame but pard'ning not their sinne 61 Here is not death contented with the dead As though of some thing carelesly denide Till which might firmely be accomplished His vtmost fully were not specifide That all exactly might be perfected A further torment vengeanec dooth prouide That dead men should in misery remaine To make the liuing die with greater paine 62 You soueraine Citties of th' afflicted I le In Cipresse wreathes and widowed attire Prepare yee now to build the funerall pile Lay your pale hands vnto this latest fire All mirth and comfort from your streetes exile Till you be purgde of this infectious ite The noblest blood yet liuing to be shed That euer dropt from your rebellious dead 63 When this braue Lord great Lancaster who late This puâ—ssant force had now thus long retainde As the first Agent in this strange debate At fatall Pomfret for those facts arraignde 〈◊〉 whom of all things they articulate To whom these factions chiefly appertainde Whose proofes apparant so directly sped As from his body reft a reuerent head 64 Yet Lancaster it is not thy deere breath Can ransome backe the safety of the Crowne Nor make a league of so great powre with death To warrant what is rightfully our owne But they must pay the forfait of their faith Which sondly broke with their ambition when now reuenge vnto the vtmost rackt The Agents iustly suffer with the act 65 Euen in that place where he had lately led As this darke path vnto the rest to show It was not long ere many followed In the same steps that he before did goe London thy freedom is prohibited The first in place O would the first in woe Others in blood did not excell thee farre That now deuoure the remnant of this warre 66 O parents ruthfull and hart-renting sight To see that sonne thy tender bosome fed A mothers ioy a fathers sole delight That with much cost yet with more care was bred A spectacle euen able to affright Th' most sencelesse thing and terrifie the dead His blood so deere vpon the cold earth powr'd His quarter'd coarse of birds and beasts deuour'd 67 But t' is not you that heere complaine alone Or to your selues this fearefull portion share Heere 's choice and strange variety of moane Poore childrens teares with widdowes mixed are Many a friends sigh many a maidens grone So innocent so simply pure and rare As though euen Nature that long silent kept Burst out in plaints and bitterly had wept 68 O wretched age had not these things beene done I had not now in these more calmer times Into the search of former troubles runne Nor had my virgine impolluted rimes Altred the course wherein they first begunne To sing these bloodie and vnnaturall crimes My layes had still beene to Ideas bowre Of my deere Ankor or her loued Stoure 69 Or for our subiect your faire worth to chuse Your birth your vertue and your hie respects That gently daine to patronize our Muse Who our free soule ingeniously elects To publish your deserts and all your dues Maugre the Momists and Satyricke sects Whilst my great verse eternally is sung You still may liue with me in spight of wrong 70 But greater things reserued are in store Vnto this taske my armed Muse to keepe Still offering me occasion as before Matter whereof my tragicke verse may weepe And as a vessell being neere the shore By aduerse windes enforced to the deepe Am driuen backe from whence I came of late Vnto the bus'nes of a troubled state The end of the second Canto ⧠The third Booke of the Barrons warres The Argument By asleepie potion that the Queene ordaines Lord Mortimen escapes out of the Tower And by false slights and many subtile traines Shee gets to France to raise aforraigne power The French King leaues his sister neede constraines The Queene to Henault in a happie hower Edward her sonne to Philip is affide And for inuasion presently prouide 1 SCarce had these passed miseries their ends When other troubles instantly begunne As still new matter mischiefe apprehends By things that inconsid'rately were done And further yet this insolence extends Whilst all not yeelded that the sword had wonne For some there were that secretly did lie That to this bus'nes had a watchfull eye 2 Whenas the King whilst things thus fairely went Who by this happy victory grew strong Sommons at Yorke a present Parlement To plant his right and helpe the Spensers wrong By which he thinkes t' establish his intent Whence more more his Minions greatnes sprong Whose counsells still in all proceedings crossde Th' inraged Queene whom all misfortunes tossde 3 When now the eldst a man extreamely hated Whom yet the King not aptly could preferre The edge of their sharpe insolence abated This Parlement makes Earle of Winchester Where Herckley Earle of Carlell is created And Baldocke likewise is made Chancellor On whom the king had for his purpose wrought A man as subtile so corrupt and nought 4 When now mishaps that seldome come alone Thicke in the necks of one an other fell The Scot pretends a new inuasion And France doth thence our vse-full powre expell Treasons suspected to attend his throne The grieued Commons euery day rebell Mischiefe on mischiefe curse doth follow curse One ill scarce past when after comes a worse 5 For Mortimer this winde yet fitly blew Troubling their eyes which else perhaps might see Whilst the wise Queene who all aduantage knew Is closly plotting his deliuery Which now she dooth with all her powres pursue Aptly continu'd by her deepe policie Against opinion and the course of might To worke her will euen through the jawes of spite 6 A sleepy drinke she secretly hath made Whose operation had such wondrous powre As with cold numnesse could the sense inuade And
is the King encompasst by their skill A meane to worke what Herford doth deuise To thrust him on to draw them vp the hill That by his strength they might get powre to rise Thus they in all things are before him still This perfect steersman of their policies Hath cast to walke whilst Edward beares the light And take that aime that must direct his sight 66 And by th' allowance of his liberall will Supposde his safety furthering their intent Stands as a test to iustifie their ill Made sound and currant by this late euent And what yet wanting lastly to fulfill Things in their course to fall in true consent Giues full assurance of that happy end On which they now laboriously attend 67 Nor finding reason longer to protract Or in suspence their home-left friends to holde By being now so absolutely backt And thereby waxing confident and bold By their proceedings publishing their act whenas their powre was ripened as they would Now with an armed and erected hand To abet their faction absolutely stand 68 When now the fearefull fainting Exceter A man experiencde in their counsels long Whether himselfe thought his way to preferre Or moou'd in conscience with king Eawards wrong Or t' was his frailty forede him thus to erre Or other fatall accident among The onely first that backe to England flew And knowing all discouered all he knew 69 The plot of treason lastly thus disclosde And Torletons drift by circumstaunces found With what conueyance things had beene disposde The cunning vsde in casting of the ground The meanes and apt aduantages he chosde When better counsell coldely comes to sound Awakes the King to see his owne estate When the preuention comes too vaine and late 70 And whilst the time she daily dooth adjourne Charles as a brother by perswasions deales Edward with threates to hasten her returne And Iohn of Rome with Papall curse assaies T is but in vaine against her will to spurne Perswasions threats nor curses aught preuailes Charles Edward Iohn do th' vtmost of your worst The Queene fares best when she the most is curst 71 The subtile Spensers which French humors felt And with their Soueraigne had deuisde the draught with Prince and Peeres now vnder-hand had dealt with golden baites that craftily were caught whose flexed temper soone begins to melt On which they now by sleights so throwly wrought As with great summes now lastly ouer-waide The wretched Queene is desperate of aide 72 Nor can all this amaze this mighty Queene with all th'affliction neuer yet contrould Neuer such courage in her sex was seene Nor was she cast in other womens mould Nor can rebate the edge of her hie spleene But can endure warre trauell want and cold Strugling with Fortune ne're with griefe opprest Most cheerefull still when she was most distrest 73 And thus resolu'd to leaue ingratefull France And in the world her fortune yet to trie Changing the ayre hopes time may alter chance As one whose thoughts were eleuate more hie Her weakned state still seeking to aduance Her mighty minde so scorneth misery Yet ere she went her grieued heart to east Thus to the King this grieued Lady saies 74 Is this a King and brothers part quoth she And to this end did I my griefe vnfold Came I to heale my wounded heart to thee Where slaine outright I now the same behold Proue these thy vowes thy promises to mee In all this heate thy faith become so cold To leaue me thus forsaken at the worst My state more wretched than it was at first 75 My frailty vrging what my want requires To thy deere mercy should my teares haue tide Our bloods maintained by the selfe-same fires And by our fortunes as our birth alide My sute supported by my iust desires All arguments I should not be denide The grieuous wrongs that in my bosome be Should be as neere thy care as I to thee 76 Nature that easly wrought vpon my sex To thy vile pleasure thus mine honour leaues And vnder colour of thy due respects My settled trust disloyally deceaues That me and mine thus carelesly neglects And of all comfort wholy me bereaues Twixt recreant basenes and disordâ—nate will To expose my fortunes to the worst of ill 77 But for my farewell this I prophecie That from my wombe that glorious fruit doth spring Which shall deiect thy neere posteritie And leade a captiue thy succeeding King That shal reuenge this wretched iniury To fatall Fraunce I as a Sybel sing Her citties sackt the slaughter of her men When of the English one shall conquer ten 78 Bewmount in Fraunce that had this shuffling seene whose soule by kindnes Isabel had wonne For Henault now perswades the grieued Queene By full assurance what might there be done Now in the anguish of this tumerous spleene Offring his faire Neece to the Prince her sonne The lurest way to gaine his brothers might To backe yong Edward and vphold her right 79 This gallant Lord whose name euen filld report To whom the souldiers of that time did throng A man that fashiond others of his sort As that knew all to honour did belong And in his youth traind vp with her in Court And fully now confirmed in her wrong Crosst by the faction of th'emperiall part In things that sat too neerely to his hart 80 Sufficient motiues to inuite distresse To apprehend the least and poorest meane Against those mischiefes that so strongly presse Whereon their lowe dejected state to leaue And at this season though it were the lesse That might a while their sickely powre sustaine Till prosprous times by milde and temprate dayes Their drooping hopes to former height might raise 81 Where finding cause to breathe their restlesse state where welcome lookt with a more milder face From those dishonours she receiu'd of late Where now she wants no due officious grace Vnder the guidance of a gentler fate Where bounteous offers mutually embrace And to conclude all ceremonies past The Prince affies faire Philip at the last 82 All couenants signde with wedlockes sacred seale A lasting league eternally to binde And all proceeding of religious zeale And suting right with Henaults mighty minde That to his thoughts much honour dooth reueale What ease the Queene is like thereby to finde The sweete contentment of the louely Bride Yong Edward pleasde and ioy on euery side The end of the third Canto ⧠The fourth Booke of the Barrons warres The Argument The Queene in Henault mightie power doth winne In Harwich hauen safely is arriu'd Great troubles now in England new beginne The King of friends and safety is depriu'd Flieth to Wales at Neath receiued in Many strange acts and outrages contriu'd Edward betrayde deliu'red vp at Neath The Spensers and his friends are put to death 1 NOw seauen times Phoebus had his welked waine Vpon the top of all the Tropike set And seauen times descending downe againe His firy wheeles had with the fishes wet In the occurrents of this
haplesse raigne Since treason first these troubles did beget which through more strange varieties had runne Than it that time celestiall signes hath done 2 Whilst our ill thriuing in those Scottish broiles Their strength and courage greatly doth aduance That being made fat and wealthy by our spoiles When we still weakned by the jarres in France And thus dis-hartned by continuall foiles Yeeldes other cause whereat our Muse may glance And Herckleys treasons lastly brings to view Whose power of late the Barrons ouer-threw 3 Now when the Scot with an inuasiue hand By daily inroads on the borders made Had spoilde the Country of Northumberland whose buildings leuell with the ground were laide And finding none that dare his power withstand Without controlement eu'ry where had praide Bearing with pride what was by pillage got As our last fall appointed to their lot 4 For which false Herckley by his Soueraigne sent T' intreate this needefull though dishonored peace Cloking his treasons by this fain'd intent Kinling the warre which otherwise might cease And with a Scot new mischiefes doth inuent T' intrap King Edward and their feare release For which their faith they constantly haue plight In peace and warre to stand for eithers right 5 For which the King his sister doth bestow Vpon this false Lord which to him affy'd Maketh too plaine and euident a show Of what before his trust did closely hide But being found from whence this match should grow By such as now into their actions pry'd Displaies the treasons which not quickly crost Would shed more blood then all the wars had cost 6 Whether the Kings weake Counsells causes are That eu'ry thing so badly sorteth out Or that the Earle did of our state dispaire when nothing prosperd that was gone about And therefore carelesse how these matters fare I le not define but leaue it as a doubt Or some vaine title his ambition lackt Hatch'd in his breast this treasonable act 7 Which now reueal'd vnto the jealous King For apprehension of this trait'rous Peere To the Lord Lucy leaues the managing One whose knowne faith he euer held so deere By whose dispatch and trauell in this thing He doth well worthy of his trust appeare In his owne Castell carelesly desended The trecherous Herckley closely apprehended 8 For which ere long vnto his triall led In all the roabes befitting his degree Where Scroope chiefe Iustice in King Edwards sted was now prepar'd his lawfull Iudge to bee Vrging the proofes by his enditement read Where they his treasons euidently see Which now themselues so plainely do expresse As might at first declare his bad successe 9 His honor'd title backe againe restord Noted with termes of infamie and scorne And then disarmed of his knightly sword On which his faith and loyalty was sworne And by a varlet of his spurres dispur'd His coate of Armes in peeces hal'd and torne To taste deserued punishment is sent T' a traitrous death that traitrously had meant 10 When such the fauorers of this fatall warre Whom this occasion dóth more sharpely whet Those for this cause that yet impris'ned are Boldly attempt at libertie to set Whose purpose frustrate by the others care Doth greater wounds continually beget Warning the King more strictly looke about These secret fires still daily breaking out 11 And Hereford in Parlement accusde Of treasons which apparantly were wrought That with the Queene and Mortimers were vsde Whereby subuersion of the Realme was sought And both his calling and his trust abusde Which now to answer when he should be brought Seizde by the Clergie in the Kings despight Vnder the colour of the Churches right 12 Whilst now the Queene from England day by day That of these troubles still had certaine word Whose friends much blamde her tedious long delay When now the time occasion doth afford With better haste doth for her selfe puruay Bearing prouision presently abord Ships of all vses daily rigging are Fit'st for inuasion to transport a warre 13 The Earle of Kent by 's soueraigne brother plac'd As the great Generall of his force in Gwine Who in his absence heere at home disgrac'd And frustrated both of his men and coine By such lewd persons to mainetaine their waste From the Kings treasures ceas'd not to proloine Th'lasciuious Prince though mou'd regardlesse still Both of his owne losse and his brothers ill 14 Whose discontentment being quickly found By such as all aduantages await That still apply'd strong corsiues to the wound And by their sharpe and intricate deceit Hindred all meanes might possibly redound This fast-arising mischiefe to defeate Vntill his wrongs were to that fulnesse growne That they haue made him absolute their owne 15 Whose selfe-like followers in these faithlesse warres Men most experienc'd and of worthiest parts Which for their pay receiued onely scarres Whilst the inglorious reap'd their due desarts And Mineons hate of other hope debarres With too much violence vrg'd their grieued harts On Iohn of Henault wholy doe rely Who led a great and valiant company 16 That in this conquest do themselues combine The Lords Pocelles Sares and Boyseers Dambretticourt the young and valiant Heyn Estoteuill Comines and Villeers Others his Knights Sir Michaell de la Lyne Sir Robert Balioll Boswit and Semeers Men of great power whom spoile glory warmes Such as were wholy dedicate to Armes 17 Three thousand souldiers mustred men in pay Of French Scotch Almaine Swiser and the Dutch Of natiue English fled beyond the sea Whose number neere amounted to asmuch which long had look'd for this vnhappie day whom her reuenge did but too neerely tutch Her friends now ready to receiue her in And new commotions eu'ry day begin 18 When she for England fitly setting forth Spreading her prowd sailes on the watry plaine Shaping her course directly to the North with her young Edward Duke of Aquitaine with th' other three of speciall name and worth The destainde scourges of his lawlesse raigne Her souldier Beumount with the Earle of Kent And Mortimer that mightie malconsent 19 A fore-winde now for Harwich fitly blowes Blow not too fast to kindle such a fire whilst with full saile and fairer tide shegoes Turne gentle winde and force her to retire The fleete thou driu'st is fraughted with our woes But windes and seas do Edwards wracke conspire For when iust heauen to chastice vs is bent All things conuert to our due punishment 20 Thy coasts be kept with a continuall ward Thy Beacons watch'd her comming to discry O had the loue of subiects beene thy guard T 'had beene t' effect that thou didst fortifie But whilst thou standst gainst forraigne foes prepard Thou art betraide by thy home enemy Small helpe by this thou art but like to win Shutting death out thou keep'st destruction in 21 When Henry brother to that haplesse Prince The first great engine of this ciuill strife Deere Lancaster who law did late conuince And that at Pomfret left his wretched life This Henry in whose great
house of the Mortimers that noble and couragious familie That still so long as Borrough beares that name The Queene remembreth the great ouerthrow giuen to the Barrons by Andrew Herckley Earle of Carlil at Borrough bridge after the battaile at Burton And Torlton now whose counsells should direct This was Adam Torlton Bishop of Herford that great Polititiā who so highly fauored the faction of the Queene Mortimer whose euil counsel afterward wroght the destruction of the king Mortimer to Queene Isabell AS thy salutes my sorrowes do adiourne So backe to thee their interest I turne Though not in so great bounty I confesse As thy heroicke princely lines expresse For how should comfort issue from the breath Of one condemn'd and long lodg'd vp in death From murthers rage thou didst me once repriue Now in exile my hopes thou doost reuiue Twice all was taken twice thou all didst giue And thus twice dead thou mak'st me twice to liue This double life of mine your onely due You gaue to me I gaue it backe to you Ne're my escape had I aduentur'd thus As did the sky-attempting Daedalus And yet to giue more safetie to my flight Haue made a night of day a day of night Nor had I backt the prowd aspiring wall Which held without my hopes within my fall Leauing the cords to tell where I had gone For gazing eyes with feare to looke vpon But that thy beautie by a power diuine Breath'd a new life into this spirit of mine Drawne by the Sunne of thy celestiall eyes With fiery wings made passage through the skies The heauens did seeme the charge of me to take And sea and land be friend me for thy sake Thames stopt her tide to make me way to go As thou hadst charg'd her that it should be so The hollow marmuring windes their due time kept As they had rock'd the world while all things slept One billow bore me and another draue me This stroue to helpe me and that stroue to saue me The brisling reedes mou'd with the aire did chide me As they would tell me that they meant to hide me The pale-fac'd night beheld thy heauy cheere And would not let one little starre appeare But ouer all her smokie maptle hurl'd And in thicke vapors mu 〈…〉 d vp the world And the pure ayre became so calme and still As it had beene obedient to my will And euery thing disposde vnto my rest As when on Seas the Alcion buildes her nest When those rough waues which late with furie rusht Slide smoothely on and suddainely are husht Nor Neptune lets his surges out so long As Nature is in bringing forth her yong Nor let the Spencers glory in my chance That I should liue an exile heere in France That I from England banished should be But England rather banished from me More were her want France our great blood should beare Then Englands losse should be to Mortimer My grandsire was the first since Arthurs raigne That the Round-table rectifide againe To whose great Court at Kenelworth did come The peerelesse knighthood of all Christendome Whose princely order honoured England more Then all the Conquests she atchiu'd before Neuer durst Scot set foote in English ground Nor on his backe did English beare a wound Whilst Wigmore flourisht in our princely hopes And whilst our Ensigne march'd with Edwards troups Whilst famous Longshankes bones in Fortunes scorne As sacred reliques to the field were borne Nor euer did the valiant English doubt Whilst our braue battailes guarded them about Nor did our wiues and wofull mothers mourne The English blood that stained Banocksburne Whilst with his Minions sporting in his Tent Whole daies and nights in banquetting were spent Vntill the Scots which vndersafegard stood Made lauish hauocke of the English blood And battered helmes lay scattered on the shore Where they in conquest had beene borne before A thousand kingdomes will we seeke from far As many Nations waste with ciuill war Where the disheuel'd gastly Sea-nimph sings Or well-rigd ships shall stretch their swelling wings And drag their ankors through the sandy fome About the world in euery clime to rome And those vnchristned Countries call our owne Where scarce the name of England hath bin knowne And in the dead-sea sinke our houses fame From whose sterne waues we first deriu'd our name Before fowle blacke-mouth'd infamy shall sing That Mortimer e're stoop'd vnto a King And we will turne sterne-visag'd furie backe To seeke his spoile who sought our vtter sacke And come to beard him in our natiue Ile E're he march forth to follow our exile And after all these boistrous stormie shockes Yet will we grapple with the chaulkie rockes Nor will we come like Pirates or like the eues From mountaines forrests or sea-bordering Cleeues But fright the ayre with terror when we come Of the sterne trumpet and the bellowing drum And in the field aduance our plumy Crest And march vpon faire Englands flowrie breast And Thames which once we for our life did swim Shaking our dewy tresses on her brim Shall beare my nauie vaunting in her pride Falling from Tanet with the powerfull tide Which fertile Essex and faire Kent shall see Spreading herflags along the pleasant lee When on her stemming poope she prowdly beares The famous Ensignes of the Belgicke Peeres And for the hatefull sacrilegious sinne Which by the Pope he stands accursed in The Canon text shall haue a common glosse Receits in parcels shall be paide in grosse This doctrine preachde who from the Church doth take At least shall trebble restitution make For which Rome sends her curses out from farre Through the sterne throte of terror-breathing warre Till to th' vnpeopled shores she brings supplies Of those industrious Roman Colonies And for his homage by the which of olde Prowd Edward Guyne and Aquitaine doth hold Charles by inuasiue armes againe shall take And send the English forces o're the lake When Edwards fortune stands vpon this chance To loose in England or expulsde from France And all those townes great Longshankes left his sonne Now lost againe which once his father wonne Within their strong percullizde Ports shall lie And from their walls his sieges shall defie And by that firme and vndissolued knot Betwixt their neighboring French and bordring Scot Bruse now shall bring his Red-shanks from the seas From th'Iled Oreads and the Hebrydes And to his westerne hauens giue free passe To land the warlike Irish Galiglasse Marching from Tweede to swelling Humber sands Wasting along the Northerne netherlands And wanting those which should his power sustaine Consumde with slaughter in his bloody raigne Our warlike sword shall driue him from his throne Where he shall lie for vs to treade vpon And those great lords now after their attaints Canonized amongst the English Saints And by the superstitious people thought That by their Reliques miracles are wrought And thinke that flood much vertue doth retaine Which tooke the blood of famous Bohun slaine Continuing
late duke Humfries old alies With banisht Elnors base complices Attending their reuenge grow wondrous crouse And threaten death and vengeance to our house And I lone the wofull remnant am T' endure these stormes with wofull Buckingham I pray thee Poole haue care how thou doost passe Neuer the Sea yet halfe so dangerous was And one foretolde by Water thou shouldst die Ah! foule befall that foule tongues prophecie And euery night am troubled in my dreames That I doe see thee tosst in dangerous streames And oft-times shipwrackt cast vpon the land And lying breathlesse on the queachy sand And oft in visions see thee in the night Where thou at Sea maintainst a dangerous fight And with thy proued target and thy sword Beatst backe the pyrate which would come aboord Yet be not angry that I warne thee thus The truest loue is most suspitious Sorrow doth vtter what vs still doth grieue But hope forbids vs sorrovve to belieue And in my counsell yet this comfort is It can not hurt although I thinke amisse Then liue in hope in triumph to returne When cleerer dayes shall leaue in cloudes to mourne But so hath sorrow girt my soule about That that word Hope me thinks comes slowly out The reason is I know it heere vvould rest Where it vvould still behold thee in my breast Farewell sweete Pole faine more I would indite But that my teares doe blot as I do write ¶ Notes of the Chronicle Historie Or brings in Burgoyne to ayde Lancaster PHillip Duke of Burgoyne and his sonne were alwaies great fauorites of the house of Lancaster howbeit they often dissembled both with Lancaster and Yorke Who in the North our lawfull claime commends To win vs credite with our valiant friends The chiefe Lords of the North parts in the time of Henry the fixt withstood the Duke of Yorke at his rising giuing him two great ouerthrowes To that allegeance Yorke was bound by oth To Henries heires and safety of vs both No longer now he meanes Records shall beare it He will dispence with heauen and will vnsweare it The Duke of Yorke at the death of Henry the fift and at this Kings coronation tooke his oth to be true subiect to him and his heires for euer but afterward dispensing therewith claimed the crowne as his rightfull and proper inheritance If three sonnes faile shee 'le make the fourth a King The Duke of Yorke had foure sonnes Edward Earle of March that afterward was Duke of Yorke and King of England when he had deposed Henry the sixt and Edmund Earle of Rutland slaine by the Lord Clifford at the battel at Wakefield and George Duke of Clarence that was murthered in the Tower and Richard Duke of Gloster who was after he had murthered his brothers sonnes King by the name of Richard the third He that 's so like his Dam her yongest Dicke That fowle illfauored crookeback'd Stigmaticke c. Till this verse As though begot an age c. This Richard whom ironically she heere calls Dicke that by treason after his Nephewes murthered obtained the crowne was a man low of stature crooke-back'd the left shoulder much higher then the right and of a very crabbed and sower countenance his mother could not be deliuered of him hee was borne toothd with his feet forward contrary to the course of nature To ouershadow our vermilian Rose The red Rose was the badge of the house of Lancaster and the white Rose of Yorke which by the marriage of Henry the seauenth with Elizabeth indubitate heire of the house of Yorke was happily vnited Or who will muzzell that vnruly beare The Earle of Warwicke the setter vp and puller downe of Kings gaue for his Armes the white Beare rampant and the ragged staffe My Daisie flower which erst perfumde the ayre Which for my fauour Princes once did weare c. The Daisie in French is called Margaret which was Queene Margarets badge where-withall the Nobilitie and chiualrie of the Land at the first arriuall were so delighted that they wore it in their hats in token of honour And who be starres but Warwikes bearded staues The ragged or bearded staffe was a part of the Armes belonging to the Earledome of Warwicke Slandring Duke Rayner with base beggery Rayner Duke of Aniou called himselfe King of Naples Cicile and Ierusalem hauing neither inheritance nor tribute from those parts and was not able at the marriage of the Queene of his owne charges to send her into England though he gaue no dower with her which by the Dutchesse of Glocester was often in disgrace cast in her teeth A Kentish rebell a base vpslart groome This was Iacke Cade which caused the Kentish-men to rebell in the 28. yeere of King Henry the fixth And this is he the white Rose must prefer By Clarence daughter match'd to Mortimer This Iacke Cade instructed by the Duke of Yorke pretended to be descended from Mortimer which married Lady Phillip daughter to the Duke of Clarence And makes vs weake by strengthning Ireland The Duke of Yorke being made Deputy of Ireland first there began to practise his long pretended purpose strengthning himselfe by all meanes possible that hee might at his returne into England by open warre claime that which so long he had priuily gone about to obtaine Great Winchester vntimely is deceasde Henry Benford Bishop and Cardinall of Winchester sonne to Iohn of Gaunt begot in his age was a prowd and ambitious Prelate fauouring mightily the Queene and the Duke of Suffolke continually heaping vp innumerable treasure in hope to haue beene Pope as himselfe on his death-bed confessed With France t' vpbraide the valiant Somerset Edmund Duke of Somerset in the 24. of Henry the sixth was made Regent of France and sent into Normandie to desend the English territories against the French inuasions but in short time he lost all that King Henry the fifth won for which cause the Nobles and Commons euer after hated him T' endure these stormes with wofull Buckingham Humfrey Duke of Buckingham was a great fauorite of the Queenes faction in the time of Henry the sixt And one sore-told by water thou shouldst die The Witch of Eye receiued answer from her spirit that the Duke of Suffolke should take heede of water which the Queene forwarnes him of as remembring the Witches prophecie which afterwards came to passe Finis To the Right Worshipfull Sir Thomas Munson Knight SIR amongst many which most deseruedly loue you though I the least yet am loth to be the last whose endeuours may make knowne how highly they esteeme of your noble and kinde disposition Let this Epistle Sir I beseech you which vnworthily weares the badge of your worthy name acknowledge my zeale with the rest though much lesse deseruing which for your sake doe honour the house of the Mounsons I know true generositie accepteth what is zealously offred though not euer deseruingly excellent yet for loue of the Art from whence it receiueth resemblance The light Phrigian harmony
deere friend his kinde and truest hart A gentâ—e warning friends thus may you see What t is to keepe a drunkard companie To the Moone Sonct 8 PHoebe looke downe and heere behold in mee The elements within thy sphere inclosed How kindely Nature plac'd them vnder thee And in my world see how they are disposed My hope is earth the lowest cold and dry The grosser mother of deepe melancholie Water my teares coolde with humidity Wan flegmaticke inclinde by Nature wholy My sighes the ayre hote moist ascending higher Subtile of sanguine dyde in my haâ—ts dolor My thoughts they be the element of fiâ—e Hote dry and piercing still inclinde to choler Thine eye the Orbe vnto all these from whence Proceedes th' effects of powerfull influence To Lunacie Sonnet 9. AS other men so I my selfe do muse Why in this sorte I wrest inuention so And why these giddy metaphors I vse Leauing the path the greater part do goe I will resolue you I am lunaticke And euer this in mad-men you shall finde What they last thoght on when the braine grew sicke In most distraction keepe that still in minde Thus talking idely in this bedlam fit Reason and I you must conceiue are twaine T is nine yeeres now since first I lost my wit Beare with me then though troubled be my braine With diet and correction men distraught Not too farre past may to their wits be brought Sonnet 10. TO nothing fitter can I thee compare Then to the sonne of some rich penny father Who hauing now brought on his end with care Leaues to his sonne all he had heap'd together This new rich nouice lauish of his chest To one man giues and on an other spends Then heere he riots yet amongst the rest Haps to send some to one true honest friend Thy gifts thou in obscuritie doost waste False friends thy kindenes borne but to deceiue thee Thy loue that is on the vnworthy plac'd Time hath thy beautie which with age will leaue thee Onely that little which to me was lent I giue thee backe when all the rest is spent Sonnet 11. YOu not alone when you are still alone O God from you that I could priuate be Since you one were I neuer since was one Since you in me my selfe since out of me Transported from my selfe into your being Though either distant present yet to either Sencelesse with too much ioy each other seeing And onely absent when we are together Giue me my selfe and take your selfe againe Deuise some meanes but how I may forsake you So much is mine that doth with you remaine That taking what is mine with me I take you You do bewitch me O that I could flie From my selfe you or from your owne selfe I. To the Soule Sonnet 12. THat learned father which so firmely proues The Soule of man immortall and diuine And doth the seuerall offices define Anima Giues her that name as she the body moues Amor Then is she loue imbracing Charitie Animus Mouing a will in vs it is the minde Mens Retaining knowledge still the same in kinde Memoria As intellectuall it is the memory Ratio In iudgeing Reason onely is her name Sensus In speedie apprehension it is sence Conscientia In right or wrong they call her conscience Spiritus The spirit wheÌ„ it to Godward doth inflame These of the soule the seuerall functions bee Which my heart lightned by thy loue doth see To the Shaddow Sonnet 13. LEtters and lines we see are soone defaced Mettells do waste and fret with cankers rust The Diamond shall once consume to dust And freshest colours with fowle staines disgraced Paper and incke can paint but naked words To write with blood offorce offends the sight And if with teares I finde them all too light And sighes and signes a seely hope affords O sweetest shadow how thou seru'st my turne Which still shalt be as long as there is sunne Nor whilst the world is neuer shall be done Whilst Moone shall shine or any fire shall burne That euery thing whence shadow doth proceede May in his shadow my loues story reede Sonnet 14. IF hee from heauen that filch'd that liuing fire Condemn'd by Ioue to end lesle torment be I greatly meruaile how you still go free That farre beyond Prometheus did aspire The fire he stole although of heauenly kinde Which from aboue he craftily did take Of liuelesse clods vs liuing men to make Againe bestow'd in temper of the minde â—ut vou brok into heauens immortall store Where vertue honour wit and beauty lay Which taking thence you haue escap'd away Yet stand as free as e're you did before But old Prometheus punish'd for his rape Thus poore theeues suffer when the greater scape Sonnet 15. VIewing the glasse of my youthes miseries I see the face of my deformed eares With withered browes all wrinckled with dispaires That for my youth the teares fall from mine eyes Then in these teares the mirrors of these eyes Thy fairest youth and be 〈…〉 y do I see Imprinted there by looking still on thee Thus midst my woes ten thousand ioyes arise Yet in these ioyes the shadowes of my good In this faâ—e limmed ground as white as snow Painted the blackest image of my woe With murthring hands imbrude in mine owne blood And in this image his darke clowdy eyes My life and loue I heere anatomiâ—e To the Phoeniae Sonnet 16. VVIthin the compasse of this spatious round Amongst all birds the Phoenix is alone Which but by you could neuer haue beene knowne None like to that none like to you is found Heape your owne vertues seasoned by their sunne On heauenly top of your diuine desire Then with your beautie set the same on fire So by your death your life shal be begunne Your selfe thus burned in this sacred flame With your owne sweetnes all the heauens perfuming And still encreasing as you are consuming Shall spring againe from th' ashes of your fame And mounting vp shall to the heauens ascend So may you liue past world past fame past end To Time Sonnet 17. STay stay sweete Time behold or e're thou passe From world to world thou long hast fought to see That wonder now wherein all wonders bee Where heauen beholds her in a mortall glasse Nay looke thee Time in this celestiall glasse And thy youth past in this suite mirrour see The first worlds beautie in the infancie What it was then what thou before it was Now passe on Time to afâ—r-worlds tell this And yet shalt tell but truely what hath beene That they may say what former time hath seene And heauen may ioy to thinke on past worlds blis Heere make a period Time and say for me She was whose like againe shall neuer be To the Celestiall numbers Sonnet 18. VNto the world to learning and to heauen Three nines there are to euerie one a nine One number of the earth the other both diuine One woman now makes three odde numbers euen Nine orders first of
seas Such meanes in France they daily do procure That there my selfe I doubted to secure And though I chang'd my habite and my name Because I meant to liue vnknowne to any Yet swift report had so divulg'd my shame My hated life was publish'd to too many In euery streete that as I pas'd along I was the talke of euery common tongue And finding that which onely I did craue A secret meanes to send vnto the King To me certaine intelligence that gaue Of the state and course of euery thing Who labored now more euer then before Me into England safely to restore For which relying on my Soueraignes loue To whom my life had euer beene so deare Which I then now had ne're more cause to proue Striuing t' obtaine if any meane there were A dispensation for his former oth In their dispight that thereto seem'd most loth Where casting many a sundry course at length Being by marridge mightily alide And but too much presuming of my strength Resolu'd for England come what could beâ—ide And in a ship that for the iourney lay Thither my selfe did suddainely conuay And safely landed on the wished shore Vnto the Court me secretly betooke Of which the King had notice long before And for my comming euery day did looke Wisely that plotted when I should arriue All helpefull meanes my safetie to contriue Which soone being known whilst yet their blood was hote That to their strength now onely were to trust For what before was done preuailed not And for my sake the King did proue vniust Bringing thereby whilst trifling they did stand Wrong to themselues and danger to the land Now when the time did generally distaste Our lewd and inconsiderate neglect when those in Court that our high fauours plac'de Giue vs iust cause their dealings to suspect And they that view'd vs with the pleasedst eye Yet at our actions sometimes looke awric Wherefore the King inforced to prouide A present Armie trusting to his friends Repâ—irde to Yorke vntill he were supplide From whence for aide he into Scotland sends To warlike Balioll and to Wales from whence He might get power to frustrate their pretence But they his purpose wholy intercept Not now to seeke in any secret thing The marches that so vigilantly kept And yet renounce all malice to the King Only to chastice my abhorred sinne Who had the cause of all this trouble bin Thus Like a ship dismembred of the sailes Forc'd by the winde against the streamefull tide From place to place with euery billow hales And as it haps from shore to shore doth ride As that poore vessell rests my brittle stay Nearer the land still nearest cast away Corsiue of kingdoms home-begotten hate which in no limits euer yet wast bounded when didst thou seize euen on the greatest state By thee that was not vtterly confounded How many kingdome be there that doe rue thee Happy the world was till too well it knew thee Thus of our succour instantly bereft Hauing but now some little force at sea Lastly to trust to onely vs was left On which our hope infortunately lay Which he to hasten speedily doth make His former courses forced to forsake The present danger mannaging it so That did for aide importunately call Wherefore in Yorke as farthest from the foe Leaues me vnto the safegard of the wall Till his returne me further helpe might giue Whom more and more he studied to relecue From Bedford now the Armie setting on Th' appointed randy whore they gathered head When they had notice that the King was gone Vpon their way more hastily them sped Me t' afflict as purposed they were Whose presence else might force them to forbeare To Skarborough immediately I poste With the small force my fortune then did lend me A Fort best fitting standing on the coast And of all other likest to defend me And came the worst resistlesse were their might The sea should safely priuiledge my flight But they the Cittie lying round about Keepe euery passage with a watchfull spie That gaue them notice of my passing out With their light horse pursue me by and by Whereas vpon me suddainely they came E're I had time to fortifie the same Along the lands towards Oxford they conuey me Wondring my sight as birds do at the Owle And by the way continually they bray me As hungry woolues at passengers do howle Each one exulting that I now was caught That in the land such mischiefe euer wrought And being brought to Dedington at last Where the Eaâ—le of Pombrooke wild me to be staid To vnderstand 〈◊〉 further that I past Things to my charge that secretly were laid And to the King he speedily had sent T' acquaint him with the generall intent But the Earle of Warwicke lying but too neare The dog of Arden that I vsde to call That deadly hatred still to me did beare And that I euer doubted most of all Thither repairing with a powerfull band Ceazed vpon me with a violent hand And vnto Warwicke carrying me along Where he had long desired me to get With friends and tenants absolutely strong Whom all the puissant Barronry abet Since now occasion offered them such hold Hasten my death by all the meanes they could North from the Towne a mile or very neare An easie hill in publike view doth lie Blacklow then call'd of those that dwelled there Neare to the antient Hermitage of Guy Thither with arm'd bands strongly they me led Whereas I lastly forfaâ—ed my head My sundry passions hauing thus exprest In the sad tenor of my tragicke Tale Let me returne vnto the fields of rest Thither transported by a prosp'rous gale I leaue the world my destiny to view Bidding it thus for euermore a diew FINIS