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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O thetis be thow calme and Iuno cleire!O boreas assuage the bosteous wynde!
O neptune, whils the seas doth rore and reare,
protect from rocks the maistres of my mynde!
O phebus lenght thy light, stey not behind!
O Cynthia expose the starrs to vewe,
whose double brightnes maks vs confort fynde!
O night destell of poorest aire the dewe!
So night, starns, moone, sun, neptane, Iuno trewe,
quhils my bellisa sayleth now on forthe,
delyver her from dangers and reskewe
who is this kingdomes glore and worlds worthe;
And love guyde thow the rudder, sayles, and oare,
and saiflye lanche faire lesbia on the schore.
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