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6. Voc.
[I. Like two proude armies]
Like two proude armies, marching in the fieldLike two proude armies, marching in the field, loyning a thundring fight, each scornes to yeeld, So in my heart, your beautie and my reason, the other sayes its treason, But oh your beautie shineth as the Sunne, And dazled reason yeeldes as quite vndone.
[II. When Thoralis delights to walke]
When Thoralis delights to walkeWhen Thoralis delights to walke, the Fairis doe attend hir, They sweetly sing and sweetly talke, and sweetly doe commend hir, The Satires leape & daunce the round, And make their Conges to the ground, And euer more their song it is, Long maist thou liue faire Thoralis.
[III. What haue the Gods, their comfort sent from heauen
The first part.
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What haue the Gods, their comfort sent from heauenWhat haue the Gods, their comfort sent from heauen, To charme my sences, with heauens harmony, Care they for mee, of all my ioyes bereauen, Send they heauens quire, to make mee melody, Blessing me, with Musickes felicitie, If it bee so, great may your godheads be, and greater still to ease my misery.
[IIII. Mee thinkes I heare, Amphions warbling strings
The second part.
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Mee thinkes I heare, Amphions warbling stringsMee thinkes I heare, Amphions warbling strings, Arions harpe, distilling silu'ring soūd, Orpheous meane Lute, with all in order brings, And with soule pleasing Musick doth abound, Whilst that olde Phæmius, softly plaies the ground, O sweet consort, great may your comfort bee, and greater still, to ease my misery.
[V. Three times a day my praier is]
Three times a day my praier isThree times a day my praier is, To gaze my fill on Thoralis, And three times thrise I dayly pray, Not to offend that sacred May, That I may please, And she loue me, But all the yeere, my sute must be.
[VI. Mars in a furie gainst loues brightest queene]
Mars in a furie gainst loues brightest queeneMars in a furie gainst loues brightest queene, Put on his healme, and toke him to his launce, And marching to the mount, this wariour was seene, And there his ensignes did the god aduance, And by heauens greatest gates, hee stoutly swore, Venus should dye, for shee had wrong'd him sore.
[VII. Thule, the period of Cosmographie
The first part.
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Thule, the period of CosmographieThule, the period of Cosmographie Doth vaunt of Hecla, Whose sulphur'ious fire, Doth melt the frozen Clime, and thaw the Skie, Trinacrian Ætnas flames ascend, not hier, These things seeme wondrous, yet more wondrous I, Whose hart with feare doth freeze, With loue doth fry.
[VIII. The Andelusian Merchant
The second part.
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The Andelusian Merchant that returnesThe Andelusian Merchant that returnes, Laden with Cutchinele and China dishes, Reports in Spaine how strangely Fogo burnes, Amidst an Ocean full of flying fishes These things seeme wondrous, yet more wondrous I, Whose hart with feare doth freeze, With loue doth frye.
[IX. A Sparow Hauke proude did hold in wicked Iayle]
A Sparow Hauke proude did hold in wicked IayleA Sparow Hauke proude did hold in wicked Iayle, Musickes sweet Chorister, The Nightingale, To whom with sighes she said, oh set mee free, and in my song, Ile praise, no bird but thee: The Hauke replide, I will not loose my dyet, To let a thousand such enioy their quiet.
[X. Noell, adew thou Courts delight]
Noell , adew thou Courts delightNoell , adew thou Courts delight, Vpon whose locks, the graces sweetly plaide, Now thou art dead, our pleasure dies out right, For who can Ioy, when thou in dust art layde, Bedew my notes, his death-bed with your teares, Time helps some griefe, No time your griefes out weares.
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