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To her Maiestie.
Here I desist for a time, O Queene. For like an abortiue:
Droupeth afore he be ripe: so my booke may proue but ofensiue,
If that he passe to the print, yet my poore skill hath adornist
That, that I meane to deline. Soft fyre makes malt to be sweetest.
And God graunt thee to rule, as a ioyful Prince to thy peopel,
Princely so long to liue, as an Hart, as an eke, or a woosel.
If so be your Highnes this verse and history fancy,
Then will I gladly procead; els not. For I count it a folly:
Droupeth afore he be ripe: so my booke may proue but ofensiue,
If that he passe to the print, yet my poore skill hath adornist
That, that I meane to deline. Soft fyre makes malt to be sweetest.
And God graunt thee to rule, as a ioyful Prince to thy peopel,
Princely so long to liue, as an Hart, as an eke, or a woosel.
If so be your Highnes this verse and history fancy,
Then will I gladly procead; els not. For I count it a folly:
Here is a Book that I made which Pagan Ioue in his anger,
Nor steele shall outweare, nor time authentical, euer.
Here let vs harbor a while: thinges ar to be done in a measure.
Euery tyde hath an ebbe: paines past to recount, is a pleasure.
Glory to God, God aboue: which was God from the beginning,
Which is, which shal be our Lord eternal abiding.
Nor steele shall outweare, nor time authentical, euer.
Euery tyde hath an ebbe: paines past to recount, is a pleasure.
Glory to God, God aboue: which was God from the beginning,
Which is, which shal be our Lord eternal abiding.
Senerissimæ Reginæ.
En melioræ canam, si placant carmina Princeps:Sin tibi displiceant, hic murus abeneus esto:
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