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God saue
In memorable brasse let there be writ
An euerlasting storie of a King:
Maruell of men! wonder of chiefest wit!
Eternall glorie doth to England bring.
So let his stile be fram'd, and he be said,
Englands true King, successor of a Maide.
An euerlasting storie of a King:
Maruell of men! wonder of chiefest wit!
Eternall glorie doth to England bring.
So let his stile be fram'd, and he be said,
Englands true King, successor of a Maide.
Know forraigne powers: Englands true loyaltie,
Is bent in seruice to her Soueraigne King:
Nor shal the fierce allar'ms, nor frowne of enemy
Giue alteration, or daunted courage bring.
O no, she shall, first in a scarlet flood,
Fight to the lips, with losse of dearest blood.
Is bent in seruice to her Soueraigne King:
Nor shal the fierce allar'ms, nor frowne of enemy
Giue alteration, or daunted courage bring.
O no, she shall, first in a scarlet flood,
Fight to the lips, with losse of dearest blood.
Euen as the day which first proclaim'd his name,
Neuer as yet did seeme to make an end:
Glorious with bon-fires pyl'd on stateliest frame,
Lookt like the morning, the Sun, the night: which did pretend
A quiet raigne, & happy to our King;
Neare ceasing Ioyes and his æternizing.
Do therefore England, marching in stately traines,
Englands true Leige-lord, welcome bid (King Iames.)
Neuer as yet did seeme to make an end:
Glorious with bon-fires pyl'd on stateliest frame,
Lookt like the morning, the Sun, the night: which did pretend
A quiet raigne, & happy to our King;
Neare ceasing Ioyes and his æternizing.
Do therefore England, marching in stately traines,
Englands true Leige-lord, welcome bid (King Iames.)
God saue King James.
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