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The Arbor of Amitie

wherin is comprised pleasant Pohems and pretie Poesies, set foorth by Thomas Howell

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H. his aunswere to his Friend K.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

H. his aunswere to his Friend K.

Perforce though Pilate bee
which hastes thy Ho. away
From pleasant porte, where still behinde,
his Iem of ioy doth stay:
Yea though the furious floodes,
his beaten barke doe waste,
Which gaping gulfes oft threatneth sore
to swallow vp in haste:
Yet distance none so great,
nor plundge of present paine

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Shall cause me once my friend forget,
whilst lyfe in lim shall raigne,
Whose stedfast truth well tryed,
whose golden giftes of grace:
Whose manlie minde, whose friendship firme,
who liues and will not brace?
Let fortune worke hir worst,
and spoute hir spightfull spight:
In welth in wo in ioy in care,
yet I in thee delight.
To whome ten thousande thankes
I yeelde for thy good will:
And where thou woulst me one good hap,
I wishe thee twentie still.
Farewell O Titus true,
whose lyke were harde to finde:
Farewell for faith a Phœnix firme,
O curteous Keeper kinde.