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[The Courte of Vertu

contaynynge many holy songes, Sonettes, psalmes and ballettes] [by John Hall]

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An Inuectiue agaynst wrathe
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

An Inuectiue agaynst wrathe

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Syng thys as, The lyuyng God our only Lorde, that. &c.

Salomon sayth, A foole his guyse,
Is to be wrath immediatly:
But he is to be counted wyse,
That well can hyde hys iniury,
Therfore saynt Paule doth say of trauth
Let not the sunne rest on your wrath.
And Plato beyng demaunded,
Wherby a wise man knowne should be:
Sayd, yf wyse men be rebuked,
Therwith they wyll not be angry.
Therfore saint Paule doth say of trauth
Let not the sonne rest on your wrath.
Byas also dothe ryght well shewe,
Of wrath the discommoditie:
Saying that it in hygh and lowe,
To counsayle is chiefe enemye:
Therfore saint Paule doth say of trauth,
Let not the sonne rest on your wrathe.
The chiefest helpe agaynst the same,
Seneca dothe describe ryght playne:
Take Pacience that godly dame:
In her syght wrath can not remayne,

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Therfore saint Paule doth saye of trauth,
Let not the sonne reste on your wrath.
Of wrathfull men it is the wunt
To sowe discorde with eche estate:
But pacience doth alwayes hunte
For to appease strife and debate.
Therfore saint Paule doth say of trauth,
Let not the sonne reste on your wrath.
Therfore with men replete with ire
Use no familiaritie,
And those whom wrath sone settes on fyre,
Byde thou not in their company:
But as saint Paule doth saye of trauth,
Let not the sonne reste on thy wrath.
As sayth saint Iames be swyft to heare
The thyng that may thee edifie,
Be slowe in speache in lyke maner,
But slowe to wrath especially:
For why saint Paule doth say of trauth,
Let not the sonne reste on your wrath.
By wrath as sayth saint Gregory,
Wysdome is hid and out of syght,
And puts all out of memory
That should be done by wisdomes myght.
Therfore saynt Paule doth saye of trauth,
Let not the sonne reste on your wrath.
My brethern here to make an ende,
I you commit to pacience,
As seruantes true doe you intende

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To serue hyr grace with diligence.
Because saynt Paule doth say of trauth,
Let not the sonne reste on your wrath.