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The Whole Works of William Browne | ||
The many-kernell-bearing Pyne of late
From all trees else to me was consecrate,
But now behold a root more worth my loue,
Equall to that which in an obscure Groue
Infernall Iuno proper takes to her:
Whose golden slip the Troian wanderer
(By sage Cumœan Sybil taught) did bring
(By Fates decreed) to be the warranting
Of his free passage, and a safe repaire
Through darke Auernus to the vpper ayre.
This must I succour, this must I defend,
And from the wilde Boares rooting euer shend.
Here shall the Wood-pecker no entrance finde,
Nor Tiuy's Beuers gnaw the clothing rinde,
Lambeders Heards, nor Radnors goodly Deere
Shall neuer once be seene a browsing here.
And now, ye Brittish Swains (whose harmelesse sheepe
Then all the worlds besides I ioy to keepe,
Which spread on euery Plaine and hilly Wold
Fleeces no lesse esteem'd then that of Gold,
For whose exchange one Indy Iems of price,
The other giues you of her choisest spice.
And well she may; but we vnwise the while
Lessen the glory of our fruitfull Isle,
Making those Nations thinke we foolish are
For baser Drugs to vent our richer ware,
Which (saue the bringer) neuer profit man
Except the Sexton and Physitian.
And whether change of Clymes or what it be
That proues our Mariners mortalitie,
Such expert men are spent for such bad fares
As might haue made vs Lords of what is theirs—
Stay, stay at home, ye Nobler spirits, and prise
Your liues more high then such base trumperies:
Forbeare to fetch, and they'le goe neere to sue,
And at your owne doores offer them to you;
Or haue their woods and plaines so ouergrowne
With poisnous weeds, roots, gums & seeds vnknown,
That they would hire such Weeders as you be
To free their land from such fertilitie.
Their Spices hot their nature best indures,
But 'twill impaire and much distemper yours.
What our owne soyle affords befits vs best,
And long, and long, for euer, may we rest
Needlesse of helpe! and may this Isle alone
Furnish all other Lands, and this Land none!
From all trees else to me was consecrate,
But now behold a root more worth my loue,
Equall to that which in an obscure Groue
Infernall Iuno proper takes to her:
Whose golden slip the Troian wanderer
(By sage Cumœan Sybil taught) did bring
(By Fates decreed) to be the warranting
Of his free passage, and a safe repaire
Through darke Auernus to the vpper ayre.
This must I succour, this must I defend,
And from the wilde Boares rooting euer shend.
Here shall the Wood-pecker no entrance finde,
Nor Tiuy's Beuers gnaw the clothing rinde,
Lambeders Heards, nor Radnors goodly Deere
Shall neuer once be seene a browsing here.
And now, ye Brittish Swains (whose harmelesse sheepe
Then all the worlds besides I ioy to keepe,
Which spread on euery Plaine and hilly Wold
Fleeces no lesse esteem'd then that of Gold,
For whose exchange one Indy Iems of price,
The other giues you of her choisest spice.
And well she may; but we vnwise the while
Lessen the glory of our fruitfull Isle,
Making those Nations thinke we foolish are
For baser Drugs to vent our richer ware,
Which (saue the bringer) neuer profit man
Except the Sexton and Physitian.
And whether change of Clymes or what it be
That proues our Mariners mortalitie,
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As might haue made vs Lords of what is theirs—
Stay, stay at home, ye Nobler spirits, and prise
Your liues more high then such base trumperies:
Forbeare to fetch, and they'le goe neere to sue,
And at your owne doores offer them to you;
Or haue their woods and plaines so ouergrowne
With poisnous weeds, roots, gums & seeds vnknown,
That they would hire such Weeders as you be
To free their land from such fertilitie.
Their Spices hot their nature best indures,
But 'twill impaire and much distemper yours.
What our owne soyle affords befits vs best,
And long, and long, for euer, may we rest
Needlesse of helpe! and may this Isle alone
Furnish all other Lands, and this Land none!
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