The ioyfvll receyuing of the Queens most excellent Maiestie into hir Highnesse Citie of Norvvich: The thing done in the time of hir abode there: and the Dolor of the citie at hir departure. Wherein are set downe diuers orations in Latine, pronounced to hir Highnesse by Sir Robert Wood Knight, now maior of the same citie, and others: and certaine also deliuered to hir Maiestie in vvriting: euery of the[m] turned into English [by Bernard Garter] |
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Then Iuno spake, whose gift was a Purse curyously wrought.
Is Ivno rich? no sure she is not so
She wantes that wealth, that is not wanting heere,
Thy good gets thee friendes, my welth wins many a foe,
My riches rustes, thyne shyne passing cleere.
Thou art beloued of Subiectes farre and nye,
Which is such wealth as money cannot bye.
She wantes that wealth, that is not wanting heere,
Thy good gets thee friendes, my welth wins many a foe,
My riches rustes, thyne shyne passing cleere.
Thou art beloued of Subiectes farre and nye,
Which is such wealth as money cannot bye.
Farewell fayre Queene, I cannot giue thee aught,
Nor take away thy good that is so bound:
Thou canst not giue, that I so long haue sought,
Ne can I hold the riches thou hast found,
Yet take this gifte, though poore I seeme to be,
That thou thy selfe shalt neuer poorer be.
Nor take away thy good that is so bound:
Thou canst not giue, that I so long haue sought,
Ne can I hold the riches thou hast found,
That thou thy selfe shalt neuer poorer be.
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