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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Now is it tyme the tennour of my Muse
Through suddane chainge should chainge his vonnted tone,
And leawe sic notes as it was wonnt to vse
To sounde his woes whome lowe hes long vndone.
Now must I poure my plaints before his throne
Whose Iudgements Iust aboue our heades dois hing,
And summonds vs that with our hartis right sone
We turne vnto our souerane lord and king.
Through suddane chainge should chainge his vonnted tone,
And leawe sic notes as it was wonnt to vse
To sounde his woes whome lowe hes long vndone.
Now must I poure my plaints before his throne
Whose Iudgements Iust aboue our heades dois hing,
And summonds vs that with our hartis right sone
We turne vnto our souerane lord and king.
Bot sen the sound of this my warbling string
Must from abowe of speciall grace discend,
Now to the ground my kneis I humblie thring,
And both my hands vnto the heavinis dois tend,
With humble suit to bring this work to end
With als great Ioy as it begins with woe,
And that to me his spreit he would extend,
Whose comfort now is cutted in to twoe.
Must from abowe of speciall grace discend,
Now to the ground my kneis I humblie thring,
And both my hands vnto the heavinis dois tend,
With humble suit to bring this work to end
With als great Ioy as it begins with woe,
And that to me his spreit he would extend,
Whose comfort now is cutted in to twoe.
My propper loss dois not me trouble soe,
nor do I plaine for wrak of my estait,
but for the doole that others dois orthroe,
and for the Pest that dois all folk defait.
This is the thing my courage dois abait,
This is the cause that causes all my noy,
This is the thing whairof I am to trait,
and am thairon my trawell to employ.
nor do I plaine for wrak of my estait,
but for the doole that others dois orthroe,
and for the Pest that dois all folk defait.
This is the thing my courage dois abait,
This is the cause that causes all my noy,
This is the thing whairof I am to trait,
and am thairon my trawell to employ.
O god, thairfoir, the well of all our Ioy,
thye holie spreit within my spreit inspyre,
and so me guyde that I may well conwoy
these lynes vnto the Scope quhilk I desyre;
So furneis me, o lord, I the requyre,
with wit and will to bring this wark about,
that this my muse, Inflamd with sacred fyre,
May routhfullye thye Iudgements iust print owt.
thye holie spreit within my spreit inspyre,
and so me guyde that I may well conwoy
these lynes vnto the Scope quhilk I desyre;
So furneis me, o lord, I the requyre,
with wit and will to bring this wark about,
that this my muse, Inflamd with sacred fyre,
May routhfullye thye Iudgements iust print owt.
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