The canticles or Balades of Salomon phraselyke declared in Englysh Metres, by William Baldwin |
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lix. The Spouse to her Beloued.
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lix. The Spouse to her Beloued.
The Argument.
After that Christe at his Spouses requeste, hath bene with her in the fielde, and lodged with her in the vyllages, and that so long that they haue there wunne a new company to the belyef of the gospel: he as she desyred hym; cummeth with her now to see the vines and pomegranades, whether they be fruitfull or no. And whan the Churche hath wel beheld them, she smelleth the Mandrags, that is the doctrine and preachyng of the faythful, and delyted therwith, sheweth Christ therof, syngyng.
The Mandrages yeld theyr smell of godly lyfe,
And doctrine pure, that bryngeth vnto rest
Vnquiet myndes, vncertayn, styll at stryfe,
Through want of wurkes, wherein they put theyr trust:
Of these they learne that of theyr dedes the best,
Are insufficient for to make them iuste.
And doctrine pure, that bryngeth vnto rest
Vnquiet myndes, vncertayn, styll at stryfe,
Through want of wurkes, wherein they put theyr trust:
Of these they learne that of theyr dedes the best,
Are insufficient for to make them iuste.
They learne of these that only of Christe they must
Be ryghteous made, through merit of his Crosse:
And that by fayth they must receyue must
Of ryghteousnes, through trust in Christes blood.
This stylleth soone the mynde that sinnes doe tosse.
Whiche sent (O Christe) cummeth from our Mandrages good.
Be ryghteous made, through merit of his Crosse:
Of ryghteousnes, through trust in Christes blood.
This stylleth soone the mynde that sinnes doe tosse.
Whiche sent (O Christe) cummeth from our Mandrages good.
Within our dores, our custody moste sure,
Are fruites, the whiche the faythfull haue brought furth,
Of euery kynde of lyfe and doctrine pure,
Bothe of the newe and of the scriptures olde
Whiche I haue kept for thee to take in wurth,
O Christe my Loue, beloued a thousande folde.
Are fruites, the whiche the faythfull haue brought furth,
Of euery kynde of lyfe and doctrine pure,
Bothe of the newe and of the scriptures olde
Whiche I haue kept for thee to take in wurth,
O Christe my Loue, beloued a thousande folde.
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