Alba. The Months Minde of a Melancholy Lover, diuided into three parts By R. T. Gentleman [i.e. Robert Tofte]. Herevnto is Added a most excellent pathetical and passionate Letter, sent by Duke D'Epernoun, vnto the late French King, Henry the 3. of that name, when he was commanded from the Court, and from his Royall Companie. Translated into English by the foresaid Author |
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To the right noble and magnanimous Gentleman Sir John Brooke Knight, one of her Maiesties chiefe Captaines in the Lovv Covntries. |
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To the right noble and magnanimous Gentleman Sir John Brooke Knight, one of her Maiesties chiefe Captaines in the Lovv Covntries.
Braue Knight, whose Vertues far exceed thy yeeres,
The Ornament of thy thrise Noble House,
VVhose Worth is such as findes abroad few Peeres:
So Famous art thou, and Illustrious,
Making the World to wonder at thy Praise,
Whilst to thy selfe new Glorie thou dost raise.
The Ornament of thy thrise Noble House,
VVhose Worth is such as findes abroad few Peeres:
So Famous art thou, and Illustrious,
Making the World to wonder at thy Praise,
Whilst to thy selfe new Glorie thou dost raise.
Thou like vnto another Alexander,
Art to thy Countries Foes, a Tamberlaine,
(A Bloody Scourge) whilst thou dost them indanger,
The Proudst of whom, thou makst to yeeld with shame:
Witnes the Siege of Amyens late in France,
Where Knightly Honor thy Seruice did aduance.
Art to thy Countries Foes, a Tamberlaine,
(A Bloody Scourge) whilst thou dost them indanger,
The Proudst of whom, thou makst to yeeld with shame:
Witnes the Siege of Amyens late in France,
Where Knightly Honor thy Seruice did aduance.
Vouchsafe thou then great Marsi's Parent Heire,
To lay aside thy Martiall minde a space,
And view these lines, Th' vntimely Fruits of Care,
Which I desire (though not deserue) to grace:
Gratious thou art with All, then grace to One
This Verse, whose Grace I do entreate alone.
To lay aside thy Martiall minde a space,
And view these lines, Th' vntimely Fruits of Care,
Which I desire (though not deserue) to grace:
Gratious thou art with All, then grace to One
This Verse, whose Grace I do entreate alone.
May be, when my coy Alba shall perceiue,
This Fauour done so kindly vnto me,
She (for a while) from Rigor then will breathe,
Taking Truce, (though not Peace) from Crueltie.
Grant me this Sute, and I with zeale will pray,
That when thou lou'st, thy Mistris nere say Nay.
This Fauour done so kindly vnto me,
She (for a while) from Rigor then will breathe,
Taking Truce, (though not Peace) from Crueltie.
Grant me this Sute, and I with zeale will pray,
That when thou lou'st, thy Mistris nere say Nay.
At your honorable Disposition alwaies to be commanded. R.T.
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