Albions England A Continued Historie of the same Kingdome, from the Originals of the first Inhabitants thereof: With most the chiefe Alterations and Accidents theare hapning, vnto, and in the happie Raigne of our now most gracious Soueraigne, Queene Elizabeth: Not barren in varietie of inuentiue and historicall Intermixtures: First penned and published by William Warner: and now reuised, and newly inlarged by the same Author: Whereunto is also newly added an Epitome of the whole Historie of England |
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Who present and succeeding times thus, dying, did vnfold:
It is a world to note (quoth he) the waies that men adore,
And how Hypocrisie hath bred of Godlike Deuils store,
That speake to seeme, that seeme to shift, that shift to spoyle by guile,
That smooth, & sooth, & yeat deceiue with Scriptum est meane while.
But let them heaue their hands to Heauen, they haue their hier in Hell
That seeme deuout to cloake deceit, and say but do not well.
The Rich are retchles in their willes, their liking is for law:
The Poore repine, and Goods, not theirs, by idle shiftings claw:
The Lords and landed ouer-rent, and cunningly the same
The Parasite doth ouer-reach, and beares away the game:
One riseth by anothers fall, and some doe clime so fast,
That in the Clowdes they doe forget what Climates they haue past:
But Eagle-winged mindes that fly to nestle in the Sunne,
Their lofty heads haue leaden heeles, and end where they begun.
It is a common point on which the aged grossely ronne,
Once to haue dared, said, and seene, more then was euer done.
The Youth are foolish-hardie, or lesse hardy then they ought,
Effeminate, phantastick, and in few not few are nought.
At Cyprus not the wanton Saint nor yeat her wylie Sonne
Did want her Orgies, nor at Rome did Vesta lacke her Nonne,
The Lampsacens gaue Pryapus his filthy Rites, and Create
To Ioue his Bulles, and Sicilie to Ceres tithed Wheat,
The Thracians with their Bacchanales did Lybers Temple fill,
And Italie did blood of Babes on Saturnes Altars spill,
And fatall wreathes of Myrtill boughes were sacred vnto Dys,
In fewe, there was no Pagane God his Sacrifice did mis:
But English-men, nay christian men, not onely seeme prophane,
But Man to Man, as Beast to Beast, holds ciuill dueties vaine:
Yea Pulpits some, like Pedlers packs, yeeld foorth as men affect,
And what a Synode shall conclude a Sowter will correct.
The rude thus boasting Litrature, one Schisme begets another,
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Meane while the learned want their Meed, & none with profit heares
The tedious Doult, whose artles tong doth preach to weary eares.
Here could I enter in a Field of matter more then much,
But gesse that all is out of frame, and long time hath bin such,
And what shall be let time disclose, This onely will I touch:
A Greene tree, cut from withered Stock, deuided Furlongs three
From proper roote, it shall reioyne and after fruitfull bee,
Said then the King, And thus doe some expound that Prophesee:
The Tree this Land, the Stock and Roote the thralled English line:
King Harold and the Williams twaine the Furlongs, some define,
Henry the Normane that begot on Mawde his English Queene
Mawde second Henries Mother, was the Trees returne to greene.
King Stephen first, though not so firme, did in this Turne proceed:
But second Henrie perfectly restalled Wodens Seed.
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