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A12644 St Peters complainte Mary Magdal· teares. Wth other workes of the author R:S; Poems. Selected Poems Southwell, Robert, Saint, 1561?-1595.; Barret, William. 1620 (1620) STC 22965; ESTC S117670 143,832 592

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Mat. 26. 14. Mat 27 2. Luke 22. 62. Iohn 20. 11. Luke 7 38. Luke 32 42. S T PETERS COMPLAINE Mary Magdal● teares W th other workes of the author R S LONDON Printed for W Barrett 1620. TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE RICHARD Earle of Dorcet c. My Lord THe entertainment which this worke in the seuerall parts thereof hath formerly found with men of exact iudgment may be a sufficient testimonie that it is not now offered vnto your Lordship for that it stands in need of protectiō the vsuall apologie of euery triuiall Pamphletter much lesse to ●emendicate any others suffrages beyond the knowne worth thereof the onely reason of this present boldnesse and my excuse for thus presuming to recommend it to your Honorable hands being that as the Author thereof had long since dedicated some peeces of the whole to sundrie particular branches of that noble stocke and familie whereof your Lordship is long may you be a strong and flourishing arme so now my selfe hauing first collected these dismembred parcels into one body and published them in an entire edition I held it a kind of sacriledge to defraud your noble name of the right which you may so iustly challenge thereunto which by the Sunshine of your fauour shall be as it were re-animated and He encouraged to further endeuours who in the meane time is At your Lordships seruice W. BARRET THE AVTHOR TO HIS LOVING COVSIN POets by abusing their talent and making the follies and faynings of Loue the customarie subiect of their base endeuours haue so discredited this facultie that a Poet a Louer and a Lyer are by many reckoned but three words of one signification But the vanity of men cannot counterpoise the authoritie of God who deliuering many parts of Scripture in verse and by his Apostle willing vs to exercise our deuotion in Hymnes and spirituall Sonnets warranteth the Art to be good and the vse allowable And therfore not onely among the Heathen whose Gods were chiefly canonized by their Poets and their Paynim Diuinitie oracled in verse but euen in the Old and New Testament it hath bene vsed by men of greatest pietie in matters of most deuotion Christ himselfe by making an Hymne the conclusion of his last Supper and the prologue to the first Pageant of his passion gaue his Spouse a methode to imitate as in the office of the Church it appeareth and to all men a patterne to know the true vse of this measured and footed style But the Diuell as he affecteth Deitie and seeketh to haue all the complements of Diuine honour applyed to his seruice so hath he among the rest possessed also most Poets with his idle fancies For in lieu of solemne and deuout matter to which in dutie they owe their abilities they now busie themselues in expressing such passions as onely serue for testimonies to how vnworthy affections they haue wedded their wils And because the best course to let them see the errour of their workes is to weaue a new webbe in their owne Loome I haue here layd a few course threeds together to inuite some skilfuller wits to go forward in the same or to begin some finer peece wherein it may be seene how well verse and vertue sute together Blame me not good Cousin though I send you a blame-worthie present in which the most that can commend it is the good will of the writer neither Art nor Inuention giuing it any credit If in me this be a fault you cannot be faultlesse that did importune mee to commit it and therefore you must beare part of the penance when it shall please sharpe censures to impose it In the meane time with many good wishes I send you these few Ditties adde you the Tunes and let the Meane I pray you be still a part in all your Musicke THE AVTHOR to the Reader DEare eye that doest peruse my Muses style With easie censure deeme of my delight Giue sobrest countnance leaue sometime to smile And grauest wits to take a breathing flight Of mirth to make a trade may be a crime But tyred spirits for mirth must haue a time The loftie Eagle soares not still aboue High flights will force her from the wing to stoope And studious thoughts at times men must remoue Lest by excesse before their time they droope In courser studies t is a sweet repose With Poets pleasing vaine to temper Prose Profane conceits and faining fits I flie Such lawlesse stuffe doth lawlesse speeches fit With Dauid verse to Vertue I apply Whose measure best with measurd words doth fit It is the sweetest note that man can sing When grace in Vertues key tunes Natures string RVRSVS AD EVNDEM DEare eye that daynest to let fall a looke On these sad memories of PETERS plaints Muse not to see some mud in cleerest Brooke They once were brittle mould that now are Saints Their weakenesse is no warrant to offend Learne in their faults what in thine owne to mend If Equities euen-hand the ballance held Where PETERS sinnes and ours were made the weights Ounce for his dramme pound for his ounce we yeeld His Ship would grone to feele some sinners freights So ripe is vice so greene is vertues bud The world doth waxe in ill but wane in good This makes my mourning Muse resolue in teares This theames my heauy penne to plaine in prose CHRISTS Thorne is sharpe no head his Garland weares Still finest wits are stilling VENVS Rose In Paynim toyes the sweetest veines are spent To Christian workes few haue their Talents lent Licence my single penne to seeke a Pheere You heauenly sparkes of wit shew natiue light Cloud not with misty loues your Orient cleere Sweet flights you shoote learne once to leuell right Fouour my wish well-wishing workes no ill I moue the Sute the grant rests in your will SAINT PETERS COMPLAINT LAnch foorth my soule into a maine of teares Full fraught with griefe the trafficke of thy minde Torne sailes will serue thoughts rent with guilty feares Giue care the sterne vse sighs in lieu of winde Remorse thy Pilot thy misdeed thy Card Torment thy Hauen shipwracke thy best reward Shunne not the shelfe of most deserued shame Sticke in the sands of agonizing dread Content thee to be stormes and billowes game Diuorc't from grace thy soule to penance wed Fly not from forreine euils fly from the heart Worse then the worst of euils is that thou art Giue vent vnto the vapours of thy brest That thicken in the brimmes of cloudy eyes Where sinne was hatcht let teares now wash the nest Where life was lost recouer life with cryes Thy trespasse foule let not thy teares be few Baptize thy spotted soule in weeping dew Fly mournfull plaints the Ecchoes of my ruth Whose screeches in my frighted conscience ring Sob out my sorrowes fruits of mine vntruth Report the smart of sinnes infernall sting Tell hearts that languish in the soriest plight There is on earth a farre more sory wight A