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The Works of William Fowler

Secretary to Queen Anne, Wife of James VI. Edited with introduction, appendix, notes and glossary by Henry W. Meikle

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XV. TO MY LADY ARBELLA.
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XV. TO MY LADY ARBELLA.

Extempore.

This is the night, the v[er]y night indeid
of his birthday for whose we drink such soles,
and cairles of our helth breks braynes and heades,
and bedlem lyke doth danse about [?] the coales:
I drink indeid, but yet my senses thoales
a sore conflict in ioy depryvd of ioy,
whils yow, fair dame, dothe mak my eyes lyke moles,
through absence blind, and not your sight inioy.
yow in your self grave, modest, and most coy,
would sig[h]te to see vs hogsheades hogsheads drink,
and apish lye with wemen men and boy,
with bootes in bonfyres for to stobe and skink;
yet in this gladnes remembring this deutyie,
I drink your helth, madame, and pledge your beautey,
whils ink and drink ar both together,
It [?] brings to yowe as to my brother;
And as in lyfe so to my grave,
I rest, grave dame, your drukken slave.
Fouler.