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The works of Sir William Mure of Rowallan

Edited with introduction, notes, and glossary by William Tough

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Inscript.

For Korath's sons this song of Loves
A solid meane for knowledge proves.

1

Great thoughts for matter hath my hart
Digested; I do sing
A work of weightie argument,
A poeme to the king.
My tonge is, (for enditeing prompt,)
As speedie writer's pen.

2

In beautie much more excellent
Thow art then sonns of men.
Grace in thy lips diffused is;
For ever therfor blest

3

Of God thow art. Gird on thy thigh
Thy sword, thow Mightiest,

4

Thy glorie and thy majestie.
In majestie O ride
Most prosperouslie, for that the raines
Truth, meeknes, justice guide.

5

Thy right hand terrors shall thee teach.
Thy shaftis their wings shall steep
In hearts of the king's enemies,
And low the people keep.

6

Thy throne eternall is, (O God);
With equitie thow sweyes

7

Thy scepter. Righteousnes thow lovst,
And hatst all wicked wayes.

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God therfor, evin thy God, the oyle
Of Gladnes on thy head,
Aboundantlie, above thy mates,
Hath, (not by measure,) shed.

8

Thy roabs of myrrhe, of aloes all,
And cassia sweetlie smell,
From Ivorie palaces, and theirs
That mak the glad excell.

9

Amongst thy weemen, honored most
By thee, kings' daughters stand.
The Queen, in Gold of Ophir clad,
Taks place at thy richt hand.

10

Advert and weigh, thine eare encline,
O Daughter; whollie sett
Thyselff, thy freends, thy father's house,
Thy people to forgett.

11

Thus, in thy beautie shall the king
Exceedinglie delight.
Thy Lord he is, to Him bow down,
His honour is by right.

12

The daughter of renowned Tyre;
Of people not a few,
Who mightie are, with presents rich,
Shall for thy favor sue.

13

All glorie inwardlie arrayes
The daughter of the king;
Roabs wrought on grounds of gold, around
Her decentlie do hing.

14

In rare embroideries, to the king
Shee shall be led along;
(Her follow virgins after,) Shee
To thee shall lead the throng.

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15

They with rejoiceing shall bee brought,
With mirth and gladnes great,
And, in the palace of the king,
Shall be receavd with state.

16

Thy fruitfull ofspring shall the rooms
Of sleeping fathers fill,
In all the earth who shall derive
From Thee dominion still.

17

My song to all succeeding times
Thy name shall famous make;
For ever, (therefore,) people shall
Thy praise for subject take.