A Spiritvall propine of a Pastour to his People [by James Melville] |
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A SONNET ENCOMIASTICK to the Buike.
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A SONNET ENCOMIASTICK to the Buike.
O lampe of light, and guyd for gouernence,O booth of blis, and garden of all grace,
Leade stearne to life, a craig for conscience
O Floure of faith, and peirles pearle of peace,
O rule of right, of truth the verie trace,
O Sinayes sight, and glansing glasse of glore,
For weaknes strenth, for mirth a pleasand mace,
Sweit songs for Saints, of stedfast ioyes a store.
O key of knowledge, lyne of heauenly lore,
O well of wisedome, vow of vertues al,
O schield for sinne, and salue for euery sore,
O hearts true health, and trustie friend in thrall,
Go shaw, but aw, thy comely countenance
Naman, weill can, thy comforts recompance.
M. I. C.
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