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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VVhile th' Armorers with hāmers hard & great
On studies strong the sturdie steele doth beate,
And makes thereof a corpslet or a iacke,
Sometime a helme, sometime a mace doeth make,
whiles sheepherds they enarme vnusde to danger
whiles simple birds, & whiles the wādring strāger.
The tilling Culter then a speare was made,
the crooked Sith became an euened blade:
the people foode forgetes, no ease they take.
Some on a horse, some on his proper backe,
Some on a Cart, some on a Cammell beares,
Corne, wine, and flesh, to serue for many yeares,
As done these Emets, that in sommer tide,
Comes out in swarmes their houses to prouide:
In Haruest time (their toyle may best be seene
In paths where they their cariage bring betwene)
their youth they send to gather in the store,
There sick and old at home do keepe the skore,
And ouer grainels great they take the charge,
Oft turning corne within a chamber large
(when it is dight) least it do sproute or seede,
Or come againe, or weeules in it breede.
On studies strong the sturdie steele doth beate,
And makes thereof a corpslet or a iacke,
Sometime a helme, sometime a mace doeth make,
whiles sheepherds they enarme vnusde to danger
whiles simple birds, & whiles the wādring strāger.
The tilling Culter then a speare was made,
the crooked Sith became an euened blade:
the people foode forgetes, no ease they take.
Some on a horse, some on his proper backe,
Some on a Cart, some on a Cammell beares,
Corne, wine, and flesh, to serue for many yeares,
As done these Emets, that in sommer tide,
Comes out in swarmes their houses to prouide:
In Haruest time (their toyle may best be seene
In paths where they their cariage bring betwene)
their youth they send to gather in the store,
There sick and old at home do keepe the skore,
And ouer grainels great they take the charge,
Oft turning corne within a chamber large
(when it is dight) least it do sproute or seede,
Or come againe, or weeules in it breede.
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