Willobie His Avisa Or The true Picture of a modest Maid, and of a chast and constant wife. In Hexamiter verse. The like argument wherof, was neuer heretofore published [by Henry Willoby] |
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CANT. XXVI.
AVISA.
O mightie Lord, that guides the Spheare;
Defend me by thy mightie will,
From iust reproch, from shame and feare,
Of such as seeke my soule to spill,
Let not their counsell (Lord) preuaile,
To force my hart to yeeld or quaile.
Defend me by thy mightie will,
From iust reproch, from shame and feare,
Of such as seeke my soule to spill,
Let not their counsell (Lord) preuaile,
To force my hart to yeeld or quaile.
How frames it with your sober lookes,
To shroud such bent of lewd conceites?
What hope hath pla'st me in your bookes,
That files me fit, for such deceites?
I hope that time hath made you see,
No cause that breeds these thoughts in mee.
To shroud such bent of lewd conceites?
What hope hath pla'st me in your bookes,
That files me fit, for such deceites?
I hope that time hath made you see,
No cause that breeds these thoughts in mee.
Your feruent loue is filthy lust,
And therefore leaue to talke of loue,
Your truth is treason vnder trust,
A Kite in shape of hurtlesse Doue,
You offer more then friendship wold,
To giue vs brasse in steed of gold.
And therefore leaue to talke of loue,
Your truth is treason vnder trust,
A Kite in shape of hurtlesse Doue,
You offer more then friendship wold,
To giue vs brasse in steed of gold.
Such secret friends to open foes,
Do often change with euery wind,
Such wandring fits, where follie groes,
Are certaine signes of wauering mind,
A fawning face, and faithlesse hart,
In secret loue, breeds open smart.
Do often change with euery wind,
Such wandring fits, where follie groes,
Are certaine signes of wauering mind,
A fawning face, and faithlesse hart,
In secret loue, breeds open smart.
No sinne to breake the wedlocke faith?
No sinne to swim in Sodomes sinke?
O sinne the seed and sting of death!
O sinnefull wretch that so doth thinke!
Your grauest men with all their schooles,
That taught you thus, were heathē fooles.
No sinne to swim in Sodomes sinke?
O sinne the seed and sting of death!
O sinnefull wretch that so doth thinke!
Your grauest men with all their schooles,
That taught you thus, were heathē fooles.
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Your lewd examples will not serue,
To frame a vertue from a vice,
When Dauid and his Sonne did swerue,
From lawfull rule, though both were wise,
Yet both were plagu'd, as you may see,
With mightie plagues of each degree.
To frame a vertue from a vice,
When Dauid and his Sonne did swerue,
From lawfull rule, though both were wise,
Yet both were plagu'd, as you may see,
With mightie plagues of each degree.
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