[The Courte of Vertu contaynynge many holy songes, Sonettes, psalmes and ballettes] [by John Hall] |
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A ditie to be sung at dyner tyme and meales. |
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A ditie to be sung at dyner tyme and meales.
As
roote of tree dothe of the grounde,
Take moysture named radicall,
And causeth branches to abounde,
Wyth that he geues them ouer all.
Take moysture named radicall,
And causeth branches to abounde,
Wyth that he geues them ouer all.
And suffreth no small twyg to want,
But naturally doth dispose
Suche as he hath plentie or scant,
Unto the nutriment of those.
But naturally doth dispose
Suche as he hath plentie or scant,
Unto the nutriment of those.
As Nature by thys industry,
Dothe cause thynges vegitall to grow,
In other sort shee dothe apply
On animals good to bestowe.
Dothe cause thynges vegitall to grow,
In other sort shee dothe apply
On animals good to bestowe.
Among the whych we men mortall,
That formed are to Gods Image:
Wyth meate and drynke nutrimentall,
We maintaynde are from age to age.
That formed are to Gods Image:
Wyth meate and drynke nutrimentall,
We maintaynde are from age to age.
The myghty maker of all thynges.
Hys creatures leaues not destitute.
All that they haue is hys geuyng,
As well to man as beastes brute.
Hys creatures leaues not destitute.
All that they haue is hys geuyng,
As well to man as beastes brute.
Leste therfore we appere vnkynde,
Unto this God that all dothe sende,
To prayse his name with thankful mynd
And gratfull harts now let vs bende.
Unto this God that all dothe sende,
To prayse his name with thankful mynd
And gratfull harts now let vs bende.
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Let vs not one morcell receyue,
Wyth forgetfull ingratitude:
Least to our owne lustes god vs leaue,
More wretched then brute beastes rude.
Wyth forgetfull ingratitude:
Least to our owne lustes god vs leaue,
More wretched then brute beastes rude.
Ne yet let vs in any wyse.
Forget the nedy brethern poore,
The sycke and lame do not despyse,
Nor hym that goes from doore to doore.
Forget the nedy brethern poore,
The sycke and lame do not despyse,
Nor hym that goes from doore to doore.
For God hath made vs ministers,
That one an others nede should serue,
Wherfore we are but murderers,
If in our fault our neyghbours sterue.
That one an others nede should serue,
Wherfore we are but murderers,
If in our fault our neyghbours sterue.
And may be to that dogge comparde,
That lay vpon an heape of haye.
Spying the oxe come thitherwarde,
Wyth barkyng draue the same away.
That lay vpon an heape of haye.
Spying the oxe come thitherwarde,
Wyth barkyng draue the same away.
Whyche nedes must be churlyshe enuy
Syth he hym selfe no haye could eate,
To stand at baye so frowerdly,
And kepe the poore oxe from hys meate.
Syth he hym selfe no haye could eate,
To stand at baye so frowerdly,
And kepe the poore oxe from hys meate.
Let vs therfore doo otherwyse,
And from our bellies somwhat spare,
In loue to shewe some exercyse,
To brethern poore that nedy are.
And from our bellies somwhat spare,
In loue to shewe some exercyse,
To brethern poore that nedy are.
For who so to the poore dooth geue
Dothe lend to God on vsury,
And shall receyue for hys releue,
Great gayne agayne abundantly.
Dothe lend to God on vsury,
And shall receyue for hys releue,
Great gayne agayne abundantly.
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To hym therfore most gratefully,
Geue honour glory thankes and prayse,
To hym as one in Trinitie,
All honour be nowe and all ways.
Geue honour glory thankes and prayse,
To hym as one in Trinitie,
All honour be nowe and all ways.
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