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The lavvyers philosophy: or, Lavv brought to light Poetized in a diuine rhapsodie or contemplatiue poem. By Roger Tisdale, gent.; Lawyers philosophy.
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Tisdale, Roger.
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1622
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STC 24090; ESTC S106189
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THE LAWYERS PHILOSOPHY OR LAVV BROVGHT TO LIGHT Poetized In a Diuine Rhapsodie or Contemplatiue Poem BY ROGER TISDALE Gent. Sat Serò At London printed for I.T. and H.G. and 〈…〉 TO THE LEARNED AND REVEREND IOHN DONNE D. of Diuinitie Deane of the Cathedrall Church of St Paule London Roger Tisdale wisheth peace of Conscience in this world and the ioy of the world to come T Is late and rather time to lye downe and rest then to sit vp and discourse The very candles of my life burne dimme which shewes it to bee bed-time But I know not how a friend a deare and dearely respected friend and worthy to bee so respected Vnready Age is â—eady for heauen knockt at the doore whilst I was making my selfe vnready No sooner I heard who it was but I had Donne left of vntiring my selfe and wisht rather to tire al my powers then he should want a welcome I am now therefore ready againe but so vnreadily ready as I was inforced to rubbe mine eyes to put off drowzinesse before I could fit my selfe to giue him entertainment T is you deare Sir that after a soaring flight of many yeeres haue now lighted vpon a faire Tree Posâ— cubila quies vnder whose branches it is my fortune to hold a poor cottage subiect God knowes to winde and weather The motion of your wings was to mee a warning of your comming Vltimae Musarum aetas though it be in the wayne-time of my life I could not chuse but open the doores of my heart to receiue you To your friends I was heretofore bound in dutie Obligation commands duty and in our youthfull societie to your selfe in loue But as the times are now I reioyce that I shal haue cause to shew you both my loue and duty Flatterie be farre from me as I wish my soule from Atheisme Yet I must ingenuously confesse To obserue is a sâ—llable more then to serue as an ancient obseruant of your worth that your yong daies were to me of much admiration as these dayes are now of deserued reuerence To shew therfore my dutie it becomes me to meet you with humilitie as one of the Churches Seruants and to shew my Loue I haue thought fit to prouide for you such a present as for the present I was able to giue and I know you doe loue pure and vndefiled Poesie In respect of my weakenesse you may call it an Aprill Daisie in the Lap of Winter quickly blasted but in respect of my aspiring Loue and your affecting Goodnesse I hope it shall be receiued and welcomed as a Rose at Christmas the New-yeeres gift of Art and Nature â—…its are best welcome in Winter If I haue soard into the Sunne and singed my plumes my fall will be easie in your armes And I hope for the loue of the Muses who in your Youth initiated you their Son Worthinesse 〈◊〉 Youth 〈…〉 venerable and now in your Age haue elected you a Patron you will open the imbraces of fauour and graciously giue me your acceptance with a pardon for my daring into so high a Subiect And as to you in Capite so to the rest in Capitulo I humbly come for acceptance and pardon as well knowing you will all thinke better of me that with Icarus I mount high Os homini â—…lime dedit and fall into a faire Sea then I should haue reel'd about with Bacchus and falne into a foule Puddle A Poet that is obscene forgets his Scene and I dare promise that if there be any spot or blemish in this Poesie Venus had a Mole the fault is not in the Subiect but in the Accident The blacke Inke may blot the faire paper and my vnskilfulnesse mis-shadow the Lawes Beauty But seeing velle and posse are not in euery man In things laudable the will is pleadable Est voluisse satis shall be my pleading Aduocate And so with my Loue and Duty equally twined together either into a Lawrell or a Willow Garland which you please to account it I offer it vp with a desire it were worthy I will not say your best but any little acceptance and therewithall rest Most obseruant to your worthinesse RO TISDALE TO THE LEARNED AND CONSIDERATE READER Lege Perge Perlege I Intreat fauour that you will reade me fauour that you will regard mee Reade therefore and regard for so you will adde some grace in the reading and reade with delight if it bee with regarding Conniue a little so you may indulgeate my hopes I haue in many places of this worke rather lost my Rime then my Reason It is worthy of your pardon because I confesse my fault As for the ignorant and inconsiderate I will speake to euery one of them no more but thus Quem recitas meus est Sed recitando tuus And so commending this my late-borne issue to bee fostered vnder your fauours and expecting you will Socraticam dare veniam in respect of my now aged weakenesse I rest A poore well-wisher to the Muses RO TISDALE THE LAWYERS PHILOSOPHY AWake my Muse froÌ„ this slumbring trance Praeludium Lightly arise and on thy wings aduance Thy nimble-soaring Spirit to the Sunne Aboue the Clouds that yet doe ouerrunne Thy bright-ey'd beauty Rowze away this dream That eddies in thy braine like to a streame Whose giddy windings with Plebeian stormes Turne and returne begetting sundry formes What though my sighs like clouds do fill the aire Thinke it not night Nor let vs so duspaire As fainting to lye downe in sorrowes deepe And there take vp our last eternall sleepe No no shake off the dewfals of the Night That dampe thy plumes and soare into the Light With cheerefull notes whilst I retir'd sit still Sighing a sad Faburthen from my quill To thy more nimble warblings Let not feare Distract our hopes there 's One aboue will heare If all the world neglect vs. And for rumours Breath'd from the Vulgar which are only tumours And swelling water-bubbles that together Doe rise and fall according to the weather Why should we feare them Let the inward Man Looke vpward then doe Enuy what she can Set therefore now thy voice in tune to mine In descant manner and againe to thine I le tune a ground and both together we Two parts in one so sweetly will agree As whilst the rabble and rude multitude With their vnciuill clamours doe intrude Breaking all Law and Right true Musicks lore We will in tune them out of tune deplore Law the subiect of this worke The Law must be our Song not Pedlers French Nor old Prescriptions laid vp in the Trench Of rusty Time Nor moth-eaten Decrees Worne out of date Nor that whose golden fees Makes the tongue flow with Arguments of wit And troll apace in Angell-Rethorick These are but wrangling Ecchoes But the Law We are to sing of hath the power to draw The worthinesse of this subiect All Powers