A handefvl of gladsome verses giuen to the Queenes Maiesty at Woodstocke this prograce. By Thomas Chvrchyarde |
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Verse of variety to all those that honors the onely Phœnix
of the worlde, which verses are but xx. lines and hath in them
ten waies, finde out the same who pleaseth. |
 | A handefvl of gladsome verses |  |
Verse of variety to all those that honors the onely Phœnix of the worlde, which verses are but xx. lines and hath in them ten waies, finde out the same who pleaseth.
My Phœnix feathers faire, as Phebus beames bespreades the skieShades face from partching aire, in hoat extreames and wether dry
[illeg.] by the aire shee liues, dame kinde her selfe will haue it so
And life and breath shee giues, as farre as Phœnix force may go
[illeg.] them shee lists aduaunce, the faurets of our happy time
[illeg.] whom her eie doth glance, vnto the clowds shee makes them clime
[illeg.] where doth Phœnix frowne, as fortunes wheele were turned quite
[illeg.] flings proud Pecockes downe, some fauls in lash and worlds despite
[illeg.]; Eagle mounting skies, in roiall sort like stately King
Doth daunt each bird that flies, if hee but clap his feathred winge
And where hee lists to pray, on any soule that life doth beare
[illeg.] Hawke makes flight that day, nor dare come well in presens there)
[illeg.] Phœnix in her guies, with princely pompe as you may see,
Doth dazell clearest eies, and dailye conquers each degree:
And strikes base people blinde, that makes their God of worldly drosse:
Who beares no noble minde, and digges and delues for mucke and mosse:
Wherefore you courtiers nowe, the prime and buds of youthfull blisse:
Confesse your duetie throwe, if you can iudge what vertue is.
But one in these our daies, and shee a Queene nowe note it well:
[illeg.] immortall praise, that doth in worthy Brittaine dwell.
| A handefvl of gladsome verses | |