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The First Fovre Bookes of Virgil his AEneis

Translated intoo English heroical verse by Richard Stanyhurst, wyth oother Pohetical diuises theretoo annexed

Stanyhurst, Richard (1547-1618)

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THE FIRST BOOKE OF VIRGIL HIS ÆNEIS.

THEE SECVND BOOKE OF VIRGIL HIS ÆNEIS.

THEE THIRD BOOKE OF VIRGIL HIS ÆNEIS.

THEE FOVRTH BOOKE OF VIRGIL HIS ÆNEIS.

HEERE AFTER ENSVE CERTEYN PSALMES OF Dauid, translated in too English, according to thee obseruation of thee Latin verses.

HEERE AFTER ENSVE certayne Poëtical Conceites.

A diuise made by Uirgil, or rather by soom oother vpon a Riuer so hard frozen, that waynes dyd passe ouer yt: varyed sundrye wayes, for commendacion, as yt should seeme, of the Latin tongue, and thee same varietye dubled in thee English.

SO MANY TYMES IS THE LATIN varyed, and yeet as manye tymes more for the honoure of thee English.

Thee description of Liparen, expressed by Uirgil in thee eight booke of his Æneis, in which place, thee Poët played, as yt weare, his price, by aduauncing at ful thee loftines of his veyne: doon in too English by thee translatoure for his last farewel too thee sayd Virgil.

[Vntoe this hard passadge (good God) what phrensye dyd hale mee?]

AN ENDEVOVRED DESCRIPTION of his Mystresse.

HIS DEVISE WRYTTEN in his mystresses booke.

THREE ESPECIAL GIFTES, wherein his mystresse excelleth.

OF A CRAKING CVTTER, extracted owt of Syr Thomas Moore his Latin Epigrams.

OF A TEMPEST QVAYLING certeyn passengers borowed of thee same Syr Thomas Moore.

HESPERVS HIS CONFESSION, written in Latin by the Sayd Syr Thomas Moore.

OF TYNDARVS, THAT FRVMPED a gentlewoman for hauing a long nose, deliuered by the former author in Latin.

SYR THOMAS MOORE HIS receipt for a strong breath translated owt of his Latin Epigrames.

HEERE AFTER ENSVE CERTEYN Epitaphes framed as wel in Latin as English.

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OF A TEMPEST QVAYLING certeyn passengers borowed of thee same Syr Thomas Moore.

Theare rose in sayling a rough tempestuus owtrage,
With watrye plash bouncing, thee ribs of giddye ship hitting.
Thee mariners fearing, al hoap eeke of salftye reiecting,
Sayd: that a bad liuing eke a bad death rightlye requyred.
Al that are in passadge to a munck, father holye, resorted,
Who was eke embarcked, to hym theyre confession opning.
Howbeyt thee stormy ruffling is no whit abated;
But thee rough billows the ship toe toe terriblye charged.
Twish, what woonder is yt, quod one of thee coompanye, chauffing,

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Yf that thee vessel with weight moste sinful is heauye.
Duck we the munck therefor, that al oure falts wholye receaued,
Hastlye let hym toe the seas oure syns and villenye carrye.
Al they be contented, thee munck they spedelye plunged:
Ceast was thee tempest, yf truth bee truelye related.
Heereby wee be scholed, what poyse sin ponderus holdeth,
That with an hudge and weightye balas surchargeth a vessel.