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The Pensiue Soule recounteth in this place,
Elizaes troubles, and Elizaes grace.
Elizaes troubles, and Elizaes grace.
My
Pensiue Soule recounting heauenly loue,
which did bestow that sacred hidden treasure,
Truthes light to shine, to vs here, from aboue:
Cannot but ioy, to see Ioues mercies measure,
Passing in greatnes all this earthly frame,
It fills our hearts with science of his name,
Which is we loue, we liue as he requires:
He sends his word, to worke in vs inspires
of his true light. Looke vp from whence it came.
which did bestow that sacred hidden treasure,
Truthes light to shine, to vs here, from aboue:
Cannot but ioy, to see Ioues mercies measure,
Passing in greatnes all this earthly frame,
It fills our hearts with science of his name,
Which is we loue, we liue as he requires:
He sends his word, to worke in vs inspires
of his true light. Looke vp from whence it came.
Came it from man? came it from wisedomes skill?
Came it by art: came it from multitude?
No, no: it came from his all sacred will,
That will'd our wealth and true beatitude,
Long, long shut vp in darke obliuions den,
And fetter'd long, through ignorance of men.
Darke Ignorance, syre of Deuotion,
Blinde zeale, blinde loue, both malediction,
As is discouer'd by Truthes sacred pen.
Came it by art: came it from multitude?
No, no: it came from his all sacred will,
That will'd our wealth and true beatitude,
Long, long shut vp in darke obliuions den,
And fetter'd long, through ignorance of men.
Darke Ignorance, syre of Deuotion,
Blinde zeale, blinde loue, both malediction,
As is discouer'd by Truthes sacred pen.
How so the pennes of men not lightned write,
Bewitcht with false inspires, inspirde in those
That follow fancie, all depriu'd of light:
Despightfull hearts, that kill and seeme no foes,
Like friends, in fawnes, foes vnder faithlesse smiles,
Whose gracelesse guise seemes gracefull, yet but wiles
That win affection to perdition,
And seeme yet sacred, and of fowle condition,
Without all-haile: within mortall reuiles.
Bewitcht with false inspires, inspirde in those
That follow fancie, all depriu'd of light:
Despightfull hearts, that kill and seeme no foes,
Like friends, in fawnes, foes vnder faithlesse smiles,
Whose gracelesse guise seemes gracefull, yet but wiles
That win affection to perdition,
And seeme yet sacred, and of fowle condition,
Without all-haile: within mortall reuiles.
I wayle these wightes that wander in the darke,
Led by the beast, that traynes great troupes to hell,
And seekes to sinke sacred Religions Barke,
By his inchantes, charmd in his hidious cell:
But he fowle feend, and faithlesse to great Ioue,
Hath long breathd bannings gainst Messiahs loue,
Eliza Queene, the prop of verity,
That still stands vp a Queene of victory,
Whome all his wiles and curses cannot moue.
Led by the beast, that traynes great troupes to hell,
And seekes to sinke sacred Religions Barke,
By his inchantes, charmd in his hidious cell:
But he fowle feend, and faithlesse to great Ioue,
Hath long breathd bannings gainst Messiahs loue,
Eliza Queene, the prop of verity,
That still stands vp a Queene of victory,
Whome all his wiles and curses cannot moue.
They cannot moue the mountaynes of our Peace,
Elizaes truth, whose sacred hearts desire,
Desirde and wrought, that heau'nly Truthes release,
That lay forlorne, long languishing in briers:
She brought to light the load starre of our light,
And loosde the bands of Enuy by her might,
Her might made mightie, by Ioues mighty hand,
That heau'd her vp triumphant in this land:
Fearefull to foes, reioycing to the right.
Elizaes truth, whose sacred hearts desire,
Desirde and wrought, that heau'nly Truthes release,
That lay forlorne, long languishing in briers:
She brought to light the load starre of our light,
And loosde the bands of Enuy by her might,
Her might made mightie, by Ioues mighty hand,
That heau'd her vp triumphant in this land:
Fearefull to foes, reioycing to the right.
Reioyce ye righteous and resound her prayse,
Prayse great Iehouah for her Maiestie,
He, he receiu'd her, in her pensiue dayes,
Not farre from death, held in captiuity:
A captiue Lady of a free-full minde
Free, and in fauour nought can true loue binde.
Her Loue was Truth, her truth and loue were right,
Ioue rightly saw her, and her loues delight.
Truth and Loues light were sacredly combinde.
Prayse great Iehouah for her Maiestie,
He, he receiu'd her, in her pensiue dayes,
Not farre from death, held in captiuity:
A captiue Lady of a free-full minde
Free, and in fauour nought can true loue binde.
Her Loue was Truth, her truth and loue were right,
Ioue rightly saw her, and her loues delight.
Truth and Loues light were sacredly combinde.
All sacred Vertues, did combine in one,
One Grace diuine was guide vnto them all:
In her all working when she was alone,
(Alone in company Angelicall)
Heauens Angels spred their still protecting tent,
And guard her sacred person innocent.
Graces diuine administred true ioy
In her deemd ioylesse state, nought could annoy
Her blessed patience in imprisonment.
One Grace diuine was guide vnto them all:
In her all working when she was alone,
(Alone in company Angelicall)
Heauens Angels spred their still protecting tent,
And guard her sacred person innocent.
Graces diuine administred true ioy
In her deemd ioylesse state, nought could annoy
Her blessed patience in imprisonment.
But oh true Lady, how could griefes retire?
When she recounted why she was restraind?
And eke by whome? by her sole sisters ire:
What heart could hold (so innocent) disdaynd?
Disdaynd to liue, her life obscurde in hate:
Was hatefull to vnhappy hearts where Enuy sate.
But sacred Loue gaue life and light to her,
And brought her life to light, and did transferre
Deaths dreadfull sting vnto the obstinate.
When she recounted why she was restraind?
And eke by whome? by her sole sisters ire:
What heart could hold (so innocent) disdaynd?
Disdaynd to liue, her life obscurde in hate:
Was hatefull to vnhappy hearts where Enuy sate.
But sacred Loue gaue life and light to her,
And brought her life to light, and did transferre
Deaths dreadfull sting vnto the obstinate.
And on their Queene, whome our Eliza lou'd
Her life as loue, her loue assurance set
On high Iehouah's loue: he her approu'd,
And gaue her light to misse fowle enuies net,
That was displaid to catch Eliza in.
Suggests were, as of she pretended sinne
Against annoynted Mary and her crowne:
From which Eliza would bring Mary downe,
And set her selfe by force vsurp'd therein.
Her life as loue, her loue assurance set
On high Iehouah's loue: he her approu'd,
And gaue her light to misse fowle enuies net,
That was displaid to catch Eliza in.
Suggests were, as of she pretended sinne
Against annoynted Mary and her crowne:
From which Eliza would bring Mary downe,
And set her selfe by force vsurp'd therein.
Fie on this glosse, that paynts this false suggest,
A forg'd surmise, that fell before her eyes,
That still attended high Iehouah's hest:
She saw it fall, none saw it yet arise.
It might arise, but could not erst preuayle,
Though Enuies hearts and hands gaue oft assaile:
In hope to see her sacred life dissolu'd,
She not dismaid, assured stood resolu'd
High Ioue would free her, and would be her bayle.
A forg'd surmise, that fell before her eyes,
That still attended high Iehouah's hest:
She saw it fall, none saw it yet arise.
It might arise, but could not erst preuayle,
Though Enuies hearts and hands gaue oft assaile:
In hope to see her sacred life dissolu'd,
She not dismaid, assured stood resolu'd
High Ioue would free her, and would be her bayle.
He bayld her in the action of their hate,
Where they suggest, her hate vnto the Queene,
And that she couertly enuide the state,
Her foes made show, as if this had beene seene:
And daz'd the eyes of silly peoples mindes
With false reportes: like errour often blindes
The vulgar multitude, who thinke all true
That States-men speake, as if it were in view.
High pollicie of purpose blowes such windes.
Where they suggest, her hate vnto the Queene,
And that she couertly enuide the state,
Her foes made show, as if this had beene seene:
And daz'd the eyes of silly peoples mindes
With false reportes: like errour often blindes
The vulgar multitude, who thinke all true
That States-men speake, as if it were in view.
High pollicie of purpose blowes such windes.
Such windes, as blowe content, or bring dismay,
Sometimes are raisde, and do dispearse a thing
Throughout a kingdome: So they made their way
To cause Elizaes ill's suggested ring:
Yet she true Lady, sate and smilde to see
Despight displaide, and axe laide to the tree
To cut her downe for prouidence diuine,
Who swayes the axe, reuetted spites repine
From her to them, and set her Lady free.
Sometimes are raisde, and do dispearse a thing
Throughout a kingdome: So they made their way
To cause Elizaes ill's suggested ring:
Yet she true Lady, sate and smilde to see
Despight displaide, and axe laide to the tree
To cut her downe for prouidence diuine,
Who swayes the axe, reuetted spites repine
From her to them, and set her Lady free.
Her foes repinde at her, not for her crime,
But sawe her light that would bewray their sinne:
The sire of sinne then egg'd them on, in time.
To cut her off, if they the game would winne,
But sire and sonnes, sonnes of perdition,
Wrought not Elizaes, but their owne perdition.
And shee not seeking found the way, and rose
Vnto the Crowne, a gall vnto her foes,
She bound, Ioue gaue her manumission.
But sawe her light that would bewray their sinne:
The sire of sinne then egg'd them on, in time.
To cut her off, if they the game would winne,
But sire and sonnes, sonnes of perdition,
Wrought not Elizaes, but their owne perdition.
And shee not seeking found the way, and rose
Vnto the Crowne, a gall vnto her foes,
She bound, Ioue gaue her manumission.
And seal'd it with the death and quicke confusion
Of greatest foes within Realme and without:
Poole Cardinall, sent from Romish Babylon,
Arch-Atheist Gardener, and an vgly rout
Of bloudy Tyrants that had sword in hand,
And cut truths throat, with their foule Enuies band,
Where soone cut off, with their owne bloudy knife
Which they had whet to reue Elizaes life,
As they did all religious in the land.
Of greatest foes within Realme and without:
Poole Cardinall, sent from Romish Babylon,
Arch-Atheist Gardener, and an vgly rout
Of bloudy Tyrants that had sword in hand,
And cut truths throat, with their foule Enuies band,
Where soone cut off, with their owne bloudy knife
Which they had whet to reue Elizaes life,
As they did all religious in the land.
Oh deepest wisedome of the powres diuine!
Oh highest powre, of high Iehouah seene
In so preseruing powrefull Henries line,
Well neere vntwisted in the Mary Queene:
By whom some sought as much as in them lay,
Elizaes ruine, had not God said nay,
And yea to her preseruing, when authoritie
Consented to dispatch her Maiestie
Of Truth and true Religion, counter-stay.
Oh highest powre, of high Iehouah seene
In so preseruing powrefull Henries line,
Well neere vntwisted in the Mary Queene:
By whom some sought as much as in them lay,
Elizaes ruine, had not God said nay,
And yea to her preseruing, when authoritie
Consented to dispatch her Maiestie
Of Truth and true Religion, counter-stay.
Her famous Father to the worldes admire,
First foyled Romish Pharoh in the feelde:
When Pharohs troupes were neere him, and in Ire
A miracle to make proud Pharoh yeelde.
Yet loe perforce he lost his golden fame
Within this Realme, thrice happy, if his name,
Had dide likewise, drownde in, obliuion
And not haue liude here, father of sedition,
The nurse of Enuy, and the gulph of shame.
First foyled Romish Pharoh in the feelde:
When Pharohs troupes were neere him, and in Ire
A miracle to make proud Pharoh yeelde.
Yet loe perforce he lost his golden fame
Within this Realme, thrice happy, if his name,
Had dide likewise, drownde in, obliuion
And not haue liude here, father of sedition,
The nurse of Enuy, and the gulph of shame.
Then hopefull Edward did succeed to raigne,
Truthes proppe, and seekes to keepe Romes Septer downe?
High Ioue him sawe, but loe, he did not daigne
To leaue him long, but tooke him from the crowne,
And from vs thanklesse, for the Truth he sent
By Henries hand: wherein, we negligent
Were rest of him, and of the liuely light,
And then came darknesse and a dismall night
Wherein we sawe not where Religion went.
Truthes proppe, and seekes to keepe Romes Septer downe?
High Ioue him sawe, but loe, he did not daigne
To leaue him long, but tooke him from the crowne,
And from vs thanklesse, for the Truth he sent
By Henries hand: wherein, we negligent
Were rest of him, and of the liuely light,
And then came darknesse and a dismall night
Wherein we sawe not where Religion went.
But by the blood of Martyrs that was shed
Throughout the lande, to put out Truthes true light
That then did shine as Sunne eclipsed red:
Yet cast cleare beames, vpon each faithfull wight:
Whose truth was tride, their trialls did expresse
Their liuely Loue; though many made recesse
And fell againe into that ougly den
Of darke deceit, deuouring soules of men
In filthy puddle, of fraile humane gesse.
Throughout the lande, to put out Truthes true light
That then did shine as Sunne eclipsed red:
Yet cast cleare beames, vpon each faithfull wight:
Whose truth was tride, their trialls did expresse
Their liuely Loue; though many made recesse
And fell againe into that ougly den
Of darke deceit, deuouring soules of men
In filthy puddle, of fraile humane gesse.
Poore soules bewitched, with inchaunted zeale
Fell backe, and banisht their true sauing guide,
That guides by grace, and not by fond reueale
Of giddie heads, that liue and lead,
And Mary Queene, alas my soule bewailes
That her high vertues had so strong assailes
That she was wonne, to kill the silly sheepe
That were committed to her charge to keepe,
Her Cleargy rent them with their woluish nailes.
Fell backe, and banisht their true sauing guide,
That guides by grace, and not by fond reueale
Of giddie heads, that liue and lead,
And Mary Queene, alas my soule bewailes
That her high vertues had so strong assailes
That she was wonne, to kill the silly sheepe
That were committed to her charge to keepe,
Her Cleargy rent them with their woluish nailes.
These vgly beasts attired yet like lambes,
Lay fawning like the Foxe, that plaies, and praies,
They plaide & praide, on yong ones & their dambes:
If fawnes could not, they adde fierce fiery raies.
To race through Rage and Rigor of the sword,
Mens true desires of Loues light and Truthes word.
This Loue, this Light, this Truth Iehouah sent
By Henries hand and Edwards, while he lent
Him life, and while he was faire Englands Lord.
Lay fawning like the Foxe, that plaies, and praies,
They plaide & praide, on yong ones & their dambes:
If fawnes could not, they adde fierce fiery raies.
To race through Rage and Rigor of the sword,
Mens true desires of Loues light and Truthes word.
This Loue, this Light, this Truth Iehouah sent
By Henries hand and Edwards, while he lent
Him life, and while he was faire Englands Lord.
But happy Henry, and truthes Edward gone,
The gracefull guides, and pillers that vpstaid
Religions frame, a third arose anon,
That brake the building that these gracefull layd,
She pul'd it downe, and did erect the stage
Whereon was plaid the tragedy of rage:
It stoode not long, the Actors partes were done,
And they went out, Elizaes part begun,
And all applaud her, and her equipage.
The gracefull guides, and pillers that vpstaid
Religions frame, a third arose anon,
That brake the building that these gracefull layd,
She pul'd it downe, and did erect the stage
Whereon was plaid the tragedy of rage:
It stoode not long, the Actors partes were done,
And they went out, Elizaes part begun,
And all applaud her, and her equipage.
Began it now? a part she playd before,
Not of an Agent, but a patient:
She silent sate, and heard the Lions rore,
Like captiu'd Daniel in a dreadfull tent.
Her part was not like daughter of a King,
To whome All hayle, the truest subiects bring.
Curtaines were drawne to sit in all mens view,
Prince-like attended: She with bloudy crew
Guarded as guilty, couer'd with loues wing.
Not of an Agent, but a patient:
She silent sate, and heard the Lions rore,
Like captiu'd Daniel in a dreadfull tent.
Her part was not like daughter of a King,
To whome All hayle, the truest subiects bring.
Curtaines were drawne to sit in all mens view,
Prince-like attended: She with bloudy crew
Guarded as guilty, couer'd with loues wing.
She foundes her faith not on the sonnes of men,
Not on frayle flesh,not on the multitude,
Not on the sword, not on great wisedomes pen:
But on Iehouah Prince of Fortitude.
Fore him she falles, to him in faith she cries,
On him she hopes, he on her cast his eyes.
He spread the beames of his releeuing loue,
On her distressed, but elected Doue:
On her he made his sauing Sunne to rise.
Not on frayle flesh,not on the multitude,
Not on the sword, not on great wisedomes pen:
But on Iehouah Prince of Fortitude.
Fore him she falles, to him in faith she cries,
On him she hopes, he on her cast his eyes.
He spread the beames of his releeuing loue,
On her distressed, but elected Doue:
On her he made his sauing Sunne to rise.
His heauenly doue, diuinely soar'd from hie
With his swift sacred wings, and did inspire
True trust in her, vnseene of humane eye:
His sacred Doue once come, did not retire,
But did possesse her, made his bowre her brest,
With sacred vertues there he built his nest:
And there begat all graces heauenly,
That branch and beare true fruites of sanctity,
Presaging first, now show Eliza blest.
With his swift sacred wings, and did inspire
True trust in her, vnseene of humane eye:
His sacred Doue once come, did not retire,
But did possesse her, made his bowre her brest,
With sacred vertues there he built his nest:
And there begat all graces heauenly,
That branch and beare true fruites of sanctity,
Presaging first, now show Eliza blest.
The more her vertues seem'd to fit the crowne,
The more did Enuy seeke to blemish it,
There want no hearts, but hands to pull her downe:
Yet aymd their malice, but it could not hit,
Her guard was sure, her Armour enuy-proofe,
Her friends yet feare, and feareful stand aloofe
Sad, gaue but ayme at th' arrowes of despight,
Which flew abroad, not any on her light.
Her light did shine and shrowded her reproofe.
The more did Enuy seeke to blemish it,
There want no hearts, but hands to pull her downe:
Yet aymd their malice, but it could not hit,
Her guard was sure, her Armour enuy-proofe,
Her friends yet feare, and feareful stand aloofe
Sad, gaue but ayme at th' arrowes of despight,
Which flew abroad, not any on her light.
Her light did shine and shrowded her reproofe.
And powers diuine, diuinely made the way,
Cut downe the tree that hindred her to passe,
The tree cut downe, the branches broken lay,
Disperst, forlorne; and all fowle Enuies Masse
Became a Chaos and a limblesse lumpe,
Nought stood to stop her, but fowle Enuies stump,
That sprowted still and bare tho leaues of spight:
Truthes Sunne then shone and withred their delight.
And they discouered, lay as in a dumpe.
Cut downe the tree that hindred her to passe,
The tree cut downe, the branches broken lay,
Disperst, forlorne; and all fowle Enuies Masse
Became a Chaos and a limblesse lumpe,
Nought stood to stop her, but fowle Enuies stump,
That sprowted still and bare tho leaues of spight:
Truthes Sunne then shone and withred their delight.
And they discouered, lay as in a dumpe.
When Mary Queene, depriu'd of life was gone,
Then busie heads breath'd scruples into men:
For Princes dead, then wakes Ambition,
And vgly strife starts out of hidious den,
And sowes sedition mongst the multitude.
Suggesting in successe sad seruitude:
Though our Eliza heire apparant stoode,
There wanted not of that inchaunted broode:
That argue in her sexe small fortitude.
Then busie heads breath'd scruples into men:
For Princes dead, then wakes Ambition,
And vgly strife starts out of hidious den,
And sowes sedition mongst the multitude.
Suggesting in successe sad seruitude:
Though our Eliza heire apparant stoode,
There wanted not of that inchaunted broode:
That argue in her sexe small fortitude.
Among all other doubts, the difference
Then in Religion, seem'd greatest let:
And had it not bene heauens prouidence
That swayes mens mindes, and concord set,
It might haue raisde in Realme sad mutinie,
But great Elizaes magnanimitie
Conioynd with loue, made all applaude her raigne:
And Mary dead, they all do shewe them faine
To see Eliza in her dignitie.
Then in Religion, seem'd greatest let:
And had it not bene heauens prouidence
That swayes mens mindes, and concord set,
It might haue raisde in Realme sad mutinie,
But great Elizaes magnanimitie
Conioynd with loue, made all applaude her raigne:
And Mary dead, they all do shewe them faine
To see Eliza in her dignitie.
Selfe day of Maries death she was proclaim'd
With greatest ioy faire Englands Queene:
Although to let it, still foule Enuy aim'd
Without preuaile, the gall of hearts were seene.
The Trumpet sounded, men for ioy did smile,
And gaue true signes of ioy for Romes exile.
That held Truth captiue, by Eliza freede,
Who brought in sowers of that sacred seede:
That soone grew great, and branched in a while.
With greatest ioy faire Englands Queene:
Although to let it, still foule Enuy aim'd
Without preuaile, the gall of hearts were seene.
The Trumpet sounded, men for ioy did smile,
And gaue true signes of ioy for Romes exile.
That held Truth captiue, by Eliza freede,
Who brought in sowers of that sacred seede:
That soone grew great, and branched in a while.
And she true Lady lifted to the crowne,
Ioyes not so much in her high honors throne,
As in the bringing of fowle Enuy downe,
That then aloft, imposed cause of moane
On men then mou'd, and did retaine the light
That shone as starres in that darke vgly night:
Which had eclipsed all the Realme throughout,
That none could see Truthes sun (dark round about)
Yet some in darknesse, did continue bright.
Ioyes not so much in her high honors throne,
As in the bringing of fowle Enuy downe,
That then aloft, imposed cause of moane
On men then mou'd, and did retaine the light
That shone as starres in that darke vgly night:
Which had eclipsed all the Realme throughout,
That none could see Truthes sun (dark round about)
Yet some in darknesse, did continue bright.
Though when their beames, were brightly seene to shine,
The wolues that wandred for their pray them found
And them deuour'd, or clapt in dismall shrine,
Fast tide, vntill Eliza them vnbound,
And brought them forth vnto the light of Sunne,
And op'd truthes booke. A world to see men run
To heare and learne the truth long kept from view,
Forlorne, forsaken, of that dreadfull crew:
Now all imbrace Elizaes worke begun.
The wolues that wandred for their pray them found
And them deuour'd, or clapt in dismall shrine,
Fast tide, vntill Eliza them vnbound,
And brought them forth vnto the light of Sunne,
And op'd truthes booke. A world to see men run
To heare and learne the truth long kept from view,
Forlorne, forsaken, of that dreadfull crew:
Now all imbrace Elizaes worke begun.
And then begun her fruites of faith be seene,
And publikely she made her Ioues protest:
Ere she assum'd the Scepter of a Queene,
She would through Ioue, giue church distressed rest,
And rest her selfe on his all sacred powre,
Which well she witnest comming from the Towre:
Before she did set forward, lifts her eyes,
Giues praise to him in whom all safetie lies:
Her strong pauilion, and her sauing bowre.
And publikely she made her Ioues protest:
Ere she assum'd the Scepter of a Queene,
She would through Ioue, giue church distressed rest,
And rest her selfe on his all sacred powre,
Which well she witnest comming from the Towre:
Before she did set forward, lifts her eyes,
Giues praise to him in whom all safetie lies:
Her strong pauilion, and her sauing bowre.
To him with heart and humble voyce she gaue
All laud for loue, wherein he had preseru'd
Her selfe from death, her person from the graue,
To see that ioyfull day, yet not deseru'd
She did confesse, his mercies onely rays'd
Her from her dangers. And as Dauid prays'd,
She prays'd his name: This argument of grace,
Gaue gracefull tokens, to adorne the place,
The regall throne. Her foes saw it and gays'd.
All laud for loue, wherein he had preseru'd
Her selfe from death, her person from the graue,
To see that ioyfull day, yet not deseru'd
She did confesse, his mercies onely rays'd
Her from her dangers. And as Dauid prays'd,
She prays'd his name: This argument of grace,
Gaue gracefull tokens, to adorne the place,
The regall throne. Her foes saw it and gays'd.
They gays'd and grieu'd to see the splending rayes
Of great Elizaes fame spread farre and neere:
Their eyes of spight gaue ayme vnto her wayes.
She wauered not, her vertues shined cleere,
The Sunny beames of high Iehouahes loue,
Led her aright. All her delight aboue,
Not in earthes glory, which might leade awrye,
She had Truthes touch and Image in her eye,
Which no delight or fancy could remoue.
Of great Elizaes fame spread farre and neere:
Their eyes of spight gaue ayme vnto her wayes.
She wauered not, her vertues shined cleere,
The Sunny beames of high Iehouahes loue,
Led her aright. All her delight aboue,
Not in earthes glory, which might leade awrye,
She had Truthes touch and Image in her eye,
Which no delight or fancy could remoue.
In this Truthes constant state Eliza stood,
A liuely mirrour set before our eyes:
And still she stands, Nurse and giues the foode
To Iacobs line, in whome lifes promise lies.
Oh great Eliza whome the powers diuine
Diuinely helde, from falling, by loues line
She holds the line, whereon dependeth peace,
Truthes peace and plenty, and sad warres decease,
Or else preserues when foes in force combine.
A liuely mirrour set before our eyes:
And still she stands, Nurse and giues the foode
To Iacobs line, in whome lifes promise lies.
Oh great Eliza whome the powers diuine
Diuinely helde, from falling, by loues line
She holds the line, whereon dependeth peace,
Truthes peace and plenty, and sad warres decease,
Or else preserues when foes in force combine.
As hath appeared in her Royall dayes,
When troupes of troubles haue presented feare
By force in field, by secret spights essayes
By Magicke Art, and poysons: who did beare
Preseruing stroke, but high Iehouah's hand,
He will preserue, were troubles as the sand,
As will the sequele of this worke declare,
Wherein some practises described are
As were prepar'd her, though they could not stand.
When troupes of troubles haue presented feare
By force in field, by secret spights essayes
By Magicke Art, and poysons: who did beare
Preseruing stroke, but high Iehouah's hand,
He will preserue, were troubles as the sand,
As will the sequele of this worke declare,
Wherein some practises described are
As were prepar'd her, though they could not stand.
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