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The Historie of Edward the Second

Surnamed Carnarvan, one of our English Kings. Together with the Fatall down-fall of his two vnfortunate Favorites Gaveston and Spencer. Now Published by the Author thereof, according to the true Originall Copie, and purged from those foule Errors and Corruptions, wherewith that spurious and surreptitious Peece, which lately came forth vnder the same Tytle, was too much defiled, and deformed. With the Addition of some other Observations both of vse and Ornament. By F. H. [i.e. Francis Hubert]
 

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THE AVTHORS Noli peccare.

THE AVTHORS Noli peccare.

1

Deus videt.

Forbeare to Sinne: God hath thee still in sight,

Nothing is hid from his all seeing Eye.
Though thou putt'st on the Sables of the night,
Thou canst not cloud thy selfe from him thereby;
All time, all place, all Ends, and all thy meanes
He better sees, then thou the Suns bright beames.

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2

Forbeare to Sinne: The Angels grieue for thee

Angels tristātur.


When by thy Sinne thou grieu'st thy louing Lord.
Those noble natures our Attendants bee,
To whom both day and night they doe afford
Theyr dearest seruice: O vnkind too much
To cause their griefe, whose loue to thee is such.

3

Forbeare to Sinne: For eu'n that damned Fiend

Diabolus accusat.


That mou'd thee first, and sooth'd thee in thy Sin.
When hee hath once attayn'd his cursed End,
And made thee Act his ill, will straight begin
To aggrauate thy guilt: Hee'l vrge thy shame
Against thy selfe, that vrg'd thee to the same.

4

Forbeare to Sinne: For out of Sinne doth breed

Conscientiaterret.


A biting worme, that gnawes the Sinner still.
Deuouring wolfe, that on thy selfe doest feed,
Blacke Register, that do'st record our Ill.
And makes the Soule the booke, where thou dost write
Sad thoughts by day, and fearefull dreames by night.

5

Forbeare to Sinne: Death standeth at the Doore,

Mors minatur.


Ready to Enter on thy house of Earth.
One day being spent, The lesser is thy store
Of time to come: Man dyes from his first birth.
Who euer writes, or speakes of any-One,
Still ends his tale with Mortuus est, Hee's gone.

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6

Iudicium instat.

Forbeare to Sinne: There is a day of Doome,

There are Records, where thy sinnes are Inrol'd,
There is a just and fearefull Iudge, from whom
Lyes no appeale: Who cannot bee control'd
Whom teares-almes, prayers may here to mercy moue
But thē there is no place for peace or loue.

7

Inferni cruciant.

Forbeare to Sinne: Because there is a Hell,

Where cease-lesse, ease-lesse, Endlesse torments be,
Where Diu'ls, & all the damned Soules doe dwell,
Whom Millions of yeares shall neuer free.
Where to remaine, Is grieuous past Conceit,
And whence, not any hope to make retreat.
Therefore (to End as I did first begin)
Let these respects make thee forbeare to Sin.
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------ Quorum si singula, duram
Flect ere non possunt, possunt tamen Omnia, Mentem.
Fran. Hvbert Miles.