Fovre bookes of Du Bartas I. The Arke, II. Babylon, III. The Colonnyes, IIII. The Columues or Pyllars: In French and English, for the Instrvction and Pleasvre of Svch as Delight in Both Langvages. By William Lisle ... Together with a large Commentary by S. G. S |
 |
|
| 1. |
| 2. |
| 3. |
| 4. |
 | Fovre bookes of Du Bartas |  |
There either sets he pots, or else a trench he diggs
To sow-in steed of grape, or quick set yonger twiggs.
The next ensuing March he hoes the vine and lops it,
He rubbes, he trims, he spreads, he prunes, and vnderprops it.
So fruitfull then it was, that far beyond his thought,
A haruest rich-of-wine the third Septemb'r it brought.
To sow-in steed of grape, or quick set yonger twiggs.
The next ensuing March he hoes the vine and lops it,
He rubbes, he trims, he spreads, he prunes, and vnderprops it.
So fruitfull then it was, that far beyond his thought,
A haruest rich-of-wine the third Septemb'r it brought.
Now Noe waxing old, and daily sad to see
So many towrs in mud, while none but his and he
Enhabited the world, to driue-of melancholie,
He tooke vpon a day more libertie then holy;
He quaffd and tripsie grew; he thought but for a season
To drowne his griefe in wine, and madly drownd his reason.
So many towrs in mud, while none but his and he
Enhabited the world, to driue-of melancholie,
He tooke vpon a day more libertie then holy;
He quaffd and tripsie grew; he thought but for a season
To drowne his griefe in wine, and madly drownd his reason.
| Fovre bookes of Du Bartas | |