The canticles or Balades of Salomon phraselyke declared in Englysh Metres, by William Baldwin |
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xiiii. The Churche to the Younglinges.
The Argument.
The Churche hauyng compared Christe to an apple tree, declareth to the Younglynges the cause why she so dyd, swetely syngyng as foloweth.
I whiche dyd long my Loue to know,
Who is the apple tree of lyfe:
Haue sit doune in his Shade below,
Whiche is his help and refuge ryfe.
Who is the apple tree of lyfe:
Haue sit doune in his Shade below,
Whiche is his help and refuge ryfe.
In this trees shade is quiet rest
For all that truly therin trust:
In whiche to sit for them is best,
Who to fynde rest in soule, doe lust.
For all that truly therin trust:
In whiche to sit for them is best,
Who to fynde rest in soule, doe lust.
For whyles I rested me in the shade
Of Christes helpe, there dyd I eate
The frute therof, Gods sprite, whiche made
Me feele the taste of Manna meat.
Of Christes helpe, there dyd I eate
The frute therof, Gods sprite, whiche made
Me feele the taste of Manna meat.
Wherof the relice is so swete
Vnto my Throte, whyle I it chew:
That doune I fall at Christes fete,
For this his foœd, high thankes to shew.
Vnto my Throte, whyle I it chew:
That doune I fall at Christes fete,
For this his foœd, high thankes to shew.
For whyle I sat vnder his wyng,
And trusted whole in power diuine:
Than dyd he lead me lyke a Kyng,
Into his wurd, his
house of wyne.
And trusted whole in power diuine:
Than dyd he lead me lyke a Kyng,
In whiche whan I holp from aboue,
Was well refresht, my Kyng set vp
His standard strong, whiche is his loue,
For me, and all that taste his cup.
Was well refresht, my Kyng set vp
His standard strong, whiche is his loue,
For me, and all that taste his cup.
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