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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The Doue being caste off, ranne directly to the Queene, and being taken vppe and set vppon the Table before hir Maiestie, sate so quietly, as if it had bin tied.
Then after they had marched again about Apollo presēted his gift, which was, an Instrument called a Bandonet, and did sing to the saide Instrument this Dittie, as he played.
It seemeth straunge to see such strangers here,
Yet not so straunge, but straungers knows you well:
Your vertuous thoughts to Gods do plaine appeare,
Your acts on earth bewraies how you excell:
You cannot die, Loue here hath made your lease,
Whiche Gods haue sent, and God sayeth shal not cease.
Vertuous desire desired me to sing,
No Subiects sute, thoughe suters they were all,
Apollos gifts are subiects to no King,
Rare are thy gifts, that did Apollo call,
Then still reioyce, sithens God and Man say so,
This is my gift, thou neuer shalt haue woe.
Yet not so straunge, but straungers knows you well:
Your vertuous thoughts to Gods do plaine appeare,
Your acts on earth bewraies how you excell:
You cannot die, Loue here hath made your lease,
Whiche Gods haue sent, and God sayeth shal not cease.
Vertuous desire desired me to sing,
No Subiects sute, thoughe suters they were all,
Apollos gifts are subiects to no King,
Rare are thy gifts, that did Apollo call,
Then still reioyce, sithens God and Man say so,
This is my gift, thou neuer shalt haue woe.
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