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The Poems of James VI. of Scotland

Edited by James Craigie
(1566-1625)

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VOL. I. (THE ESSAYES OF A PRENTISE AND POETICALL EXERCISES AT VACANT HOURES)
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THE ESSAYES OF A PRENTISE, IN THE DIVINE ART OF POESIE.
  
SONNET.
  
SONNET.
  
SONNET.
  
SONNET.
  
SONNET.
  
ANE QVADRAIN OF ALEXANDRIN VERSE.
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SONNET. 1.
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SONNET. 2.
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SONNET. 3.
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SONNET. 4.
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SONNET. 5.
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SONNET. 6.
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SONNET. 7.
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SONNET. 8.
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SONNET. 9.
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SONNET. 10.
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SONNET. 11.
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SONNET. 12.
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THE VRANIE translated
  
THE VRANIE, OR HEAVENLY MVSE.
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ANE METAPHORICALL INVENTION OF A TRAGEDIE CALLED PHŒNIX.
  
A Colomne of 18 lynes seruing for a Preface to the Tragedie ensuying.
  
PHOENIX.
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A PARAPHRASTICALL TRANSLATION OVT OF THE POETE LVCANE.
  
LVCANVS LIB. QVINTO.
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ANE SCHORT TREATISE, CONTEINING SOME REVLIS and cautelis to be obseruit and eschewit in Scottis Poesie.
  
A QVADRAIN OF ALEXANDRIN VERSE, DECLARING TO QVHOME THE Authour hes directit his labour.
  
SONNET OF THE AVTHOVR TO THE READER.
  
SONNET DECIFRING THE PERFYTE POETE.
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THE CIIII. PSALME, TRANSLATED OVT OF TREMELLIVS.
  
ANE SCHORT POEME OF TYME.
  
Sonnet of the Authour.
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HIS MAIESTIES POETICALL EXERCISES at vacant houres
  
TO THE KING OF SCOTLAND.
  
SONET TO THE ONELY ROYAL POET.
  
TO THE KINGS MAIESTIE OF SCOTLAND.
  
THE EXORD, OR PREFACE OF THE SECOND VVEEK OF DV BARTAS.
  
THE TRANSLATORS INVOCATION.
  
A Preface to the furies
  
THE FVRIES.
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THE LEPANTO OF IAMES the sixt, King of Scotland.
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THE LEPANTO OF IAMES THE SIXT, King of Scotland.
  
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CHORVS VENETVS.
  
CHORVS ANGELORVM.
  
SONET.
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VOL. II. (UNPUBLISHED AND UNCOLLECTED POEMS, GLOSSARY, INDEX)
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PSALMES OF HIS MATIE
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Psal. 1
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Psal. 2.
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Psal. 3.
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Psal. 4.us
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Psal. v
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Psal. vi.
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Psal. vii.
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Psal. 9.
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Psal. x.
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Psal. xi.
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The tuelft psalme.
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Psal. xiii.
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Psal. xiiii.
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Psal. xv.
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Psal. xvi.
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Psal. xvii.
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[Psal.] xviii
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Psal. xix.
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Psal. xx.
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Psal. xxi.
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Psal. xxix.
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Psalme 47
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[Psal. 100.]
 104. 
[Psal. civ]
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Psal. cxxv.
 128. 
Psal. 128.
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Psal. cxxxi.
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Psal. 133.
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[Psalm] 148.
 150. 
[Psal. 150.]
  
Ecclesiastis Cap. xij.
  
The lordis prayer.
  
[Canticum Mosis]
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All the kings short poesis that ar not printed
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AMATORIA
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1 A complaint against the contrary Wyndes that hindered the Queene to com to Scotland from Denmarke
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2 To the Queene
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3 To the Queene, Anonimos
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4 Two Sonnets to her M:tie to show the difference of Stiles
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5
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6 Constant Loue in all Conditions
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7 A Dier at her M:ties desyer
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8 A complaint of his mistressis absence from Court
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9 A dreame on his Mistris my Ladie Glammis
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10 A Satire against Woemen
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11 Song 1
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12 Song 2
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MISCELLANEA.
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[13] Ad hoc creaturæ destinatæ sunt, vt in eis glorificetur Creator
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14 A sonnet on Mr Pa. Adamsons paraphrase of Job
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15 A sonnet on Ticho Brahe
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16 A sonnet on Du Bartas
  
SONNET
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17 A Sonnet on Mr W. Fullers translation of Petrarchs triumphe of loue
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18 An Epitaphe on Sr Philip Sidney
  
Sonnet to the authoure.
  
IN PHILIPPI SIDNÆI interitum, Illustrissimi Scotorum Regis Carmen.
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19 An epitaphe on John Shaw
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20 Votum
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21 A Sonnet to Chanceller Maitlane:
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22 An epitaphe on Montgomrie
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23 A Sonnet on the moneth of May
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24 An ænigme of sleepe
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25 A sonnet when the King was surprised by the Earle Bothwell
  
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Another on the same
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26 A Sonnet painting out the perfect Poët:
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27 A Sonnet to the reader prefixed to the treatise of the arte of poesie:
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30 A Sonett: on Sr William Alexanders harshe vearses after the Inglishe fasone
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31 A Sonet against the could that was in January 1616
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33 Vpon occasion of some great disorders in Scotland.
  
[In wandring wealth through bubbling brookes & bewes]
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34 An admonition to the Master poët to be warr of great bragging hereafter, lest he not onlie slander himselfe; bot also the whole professours of the art
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35 Ex Lucano libro quinto
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36 Song. the first verses that euer the King made.
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FRAGMENTA
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37 An epithalamion vpon the Marques of Huntlies mariage
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38 The beginning of his Mties jurnei to Denmarke; neuer ended.
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39 A pairt of du Bartas first day
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40 The beginning of Mr du Bartas Eden
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UNCOLLECTED POEMS
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II.
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III. The CI psal.
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IV. His Maiesties Avvin Sonnet
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V. King James his Verse in his Voyage to Denmarke.
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VIa.
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VIIa Sonett
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VIII. THE ARGVMENT (of the booke.)
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IX 1604. Sonnet of his Majesty.
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Xa King James on the blazeing starr: Octo: 28: 1618
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XIa On the death of Queene Anne
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XII To the Duke of Buckingham
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XIII Verses made by the Kinge, when hee was entertaynd at Burly in Rutland-shire, by my L. Marquesse of Buckingham.
  
Votum
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XIVa Made by K: James. 1622
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XVa King Iames his verses made vpon à Libell lett fall in Court and entituled The wiper of the Peoples teares The dryer vpp of doubts & feares.
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XVI Off Jacke, and, Tom
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DOUBTFUL POEMS
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I. The kinges verses when he was fyfteene yeere old
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A complaint of his mistressis absence from Court

Whill as a statelie fleeting castle faire
On smoothe and glassie salt does softlie slide
With snowie sheets all flaffing here and thaire
So deck'd and trim'd as she were Neptunes bride
And no ways troubled with contrarious tide
And shining Titan from his firie cart
Smiles seing nature triumph'd of by art.
And whill the foolish pilgrims of the seas
Inflam'd with following fortunes fickle baite
Esteemes them selfs to be at such an ease.
As who bot they into there owen concaite
And euerie man sturrs wp his fellow maite
As citiezens of Thetis sliprie grounde
And sonnes to Phœbus lightner of this rounde.
Thus whill they thinke there fortune frames at will
The Sunne his beames aboundantlie bestowes
Wpon the aire to make it cleare and still
The sea so calme as scarcelie ebbs or flowes
No messager of prison'd Æole blowes
Except a gaile with breathing to and fra
To stoppe the saile from rashing on the ray.
Then if a cloude the sonne of vapours grosse
Eclipse the Sunne from there astonish'd sight
There cause of ioye becumes there cause of losse.
For looke how soone they lacke there former light
In place of Phœbus cumes a darckned night
And drumlie cloudes with rumbling thunders rearde
Doe threaten mixing heauens with sea and earde.
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O miserable wretches woulde they crie
Who setled trust on so vnsetled grounde
Who woulde all other elements defie
For that which onelie is vnconstant founde
Now were we happie, now into a stounde
Are we ou'rladen with a hell of frayes
Bot warre the rockes, soone cast her in the stayes
O heauenlie lampe Apollo bright and cleare
What crime hath so incenst thy heauenlie ire
For as thy presence made ws heauenlie here
Our light, our ioye, our comfortable fire
Now loathe we that which most we did desire
Since by thy absence heauen in hell is changed
And we as Diuells in Plutoes court are ranged.
The like, ô not the like bot like and more
Doe we not one bot all in Court sustaine
Since she who did our Princelie Court decore
is absent, absent doth allace remaine
Whose comelie beautie graced our Princelie traine
Whose modest mirth express'd alluring grace
Whose absence makes ws lacke our light allace.
The Court as garland lackes the cheefest floure
The Court a chatton toome that lackes her stone
The Court is like a volier at this houre
Wherout of is her sweetest Sirene gone.
Then shall we lacke our cheefest onlie one?
No, pull not from ws cruell cloude I praye
Our light, our rose, our gemme, our bird awaye.
Bot houpe beginnes to hoise me on her wings
Euen houpe that presence absence shall amend.
Bot what my Muse, how pertlie thus thou sings
Who rather ought Solsequium like attend
With luckned leaues till wearie night take end.
Haste golden Titan thy so long'd returne
To cleare the skies where now we darckned murne.
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