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The complete works in verse and prose of Samuel Daniel

Edited with memorial-introduction and a glossarial index embracing notes and illustrations. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart

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III. To her sacred Maiestie.

Heere sacred Soueraigne, glorious Queen of Peace,
The tumults of disordred times I sing,
To glorifie thy Raigne, and to increase
The wonder of those blessings thou doost bring
Vpon thy land, which ioyes th'intire release
From bloud and sorrowes by thy gouerning,
That through affliction we may see our ioyes
And blesse the glorie of Elizaes dayes.
Happier then all thy great Progenitors
That euer sate vpon that powrefull Throne;
Or all thy mightiest neighbour-Gouernors,
Which wonder at the blessings of thy Crowne,
Whose Peace more glorious farre than all their warres,
Haue greater powres of admiration showne;
Receiue these humble fruites of mine increase,
Offered on th'Altare of thy sacred Peace.

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I, who by that most blessed hand sustain'd,
In quietnes, do eate the bread of rest:
And by that all-reuiuing powre obtain'd
That comfort which my Muse and me hath blest,
Bring here this worke of Warre, whereby was gain'd
This blessed Vnion which these wounds redrest,
That sacred Concord which prepar'd the way
Of glory for thee onely to enioy.
Whereto if these my Labors shall attaine,
And which, if Fortune giue me leaue to end,
It will not be the least worke of thy Raigne,
Nor that which least thy glory shall commend,
Nor shall I hereby vainely entertaine
Thy Land, with ydle shadowes to no end,
But by thy Peace, teach what thy blessings are,
The more t'abhorre this execrable warre.