The Historie of Ivdith in Forme of a Poeme Penned in French, by the Noble Poet, G. Salust. Lord of Bartas. Englished by Tho. Hudson |
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Alas what helpeth vs thy heauie stroke,
To binde our necks to such a seruile yoke,
VVherewith th' Assyrian tyrāts long haue grieued
Thine Izak, till their bondage thou relieued.
If so this natiue ground that new is tilde,
If so these Hostries new with folke refilde:
If so (alas) our chast and modest Dames,
Our infants young, our Virgins good of fames,
Should be a praye to Ammon, and to Perse,
To Calde, and the mutine Parthian fierse,
If that we see this Alter made prophane,
And witches it abuse with Idols vaine:
Yet, Lord if thou no pittie on vs take,
At least great God, do for thy glories sake.
Haue pittie on this holy building nowe,
Where not a God hath sacrifice but thou:
VVhere not a God but thou hast residence,
To feile the sauour sweete of frankensence.
To binde our necks to such a seruile yoke,
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Thine Izak, till their bondage thou relieued.
If so this natiue ground that new is tilde,
If so these Hostries new with folke refilde:
If so (alas) our chast and modest Dames,
Our infants young, our Virgins good of fames,
Should be a praye to Ammon, and to Perse,
To Calde, and the mutine Parthian fierse,
If that we see this Alter made prophane,
And witches it abuse with Idols vaine:
Yet, Lord if thou no pittie on vs take,
At least great God, do for thy glories sake.
Haue pittie on this holy building nowe,
Where not a God hath sacrifice but thou:
VVhere not a God but thou hast residence,
To feile the sauour sweete of frankensence.
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