A Golden Mirrour Conteining certaine Pithie and figuratiue Visions prognosticating good fortune to England and all true English Subiectes with an ouerthrowe to the enemies. Whereto be adioyned certaine pretie Poemes written on the names of sundrie both noble and worshipfull [by Richard Robinson] |
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Verses penned vpon the Etimologie of the Name and Title of the right
vvorshipfull Lady, the Lady Iulian Holcraft of the Vale Royall.
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Verses penned vpon the Etimologie of the Name and Title of the right vvorshipfull Lady, the Lady Iulian Holcraft of the Vale Royall.
The
head which still with studie is opprest,
Of force must finde, some way to ease the same:
All trauellers must haue a tyme to rest,
Or els their limmes, with wandring wilbe lame:
So I a weary sitting at my booke,
Into the fieldes to walke the way I tooke.
Of force must finde, some way to ease the same:
All trauellers must haue a tyme to rest,
Or els their limmes, with wandring wilbe lame:
So I a weary sitting at my booke,
Into the fieldes to walke the way I tooke.
High on a hill to mount I did delite,
To view a Royall Uale, that was below:
Where riuers run, with streams as christall white,
And pleasant woods, about the same did show:
Wherein did bounse the Buck, with Hart, & Hynd,
The Faulconer ther for hawkes, may pastime finde.
To view a Royall Uale, that was below:
Where riuers run, with streams as christall white,
And pleasant woods, about the same did show:
Wherein did bounse the Buck, with Hart, & Hynd,
The Faulconer ther for hawkes, may pastime finde.
Eche spray was sprouted out with buds,
Upon the which Merula singeth sweet:
The Ro Bucke roreth in the shrubs,
The fertill medowes, tast of flowers sweet:
Which vapurs did perfume the starry skyes,
That from this vale so Royally doth rise.
Upon the which Merula singeth sweet:
The Ro Bucke roreth in the shrubs,
The fertill medowes, tast of flowers sweet:
Which vapurs did perfume the starry skyes,
That from this vale so Royally doth rise.
Loe thus bewrapt in viewing this prospect,
The sight I see, my sense so ouer threw:
The christall streames, my eyes had so reflect,
The ioy thereof my iudgement ouerthrew:
That downe I sate to studie at the same,
Till Morpheus had my drowsie head ore' tane.
The sight I see, my sense so ouer threw:
The christall streames, my eyes had so reflect,
The ioy thereof my iudgement ouerthrew:
That downe I sate to studie at the same,
Till Morpheus had my drowsie head ore' tane.
And thus a sleepe to me approched neare,
A gallant Dame, presenting great renowme:
Which sayd arise thou slugg, why sleep'st thou here.
Come goe with me, where thou shalt haue a roome:
I looked vp and did Melponia see,
I rose and crau'd, her pardon on my knee.
A gallant Dame, presenting great renowme:
Which sayd arise thou slugg, why sleep'st thou here.
I looked vp and did Melponia see,
I rose and crau'd, her pardon on my knee.
Doubtles (quoth he) at Helicon thou art,
(Recorded thee) where thou shalt still remayne:
But yet moe counsell take before we part,
In hast prepare, thy pen for to proclayme
The vertuous life, a Lady leadeth here,
As dayly shall by iuste reporte appeare.
(Recorded thee) where thou shalt still remayne:
But yet moe counsell take before we part,
In hast prepare, thy pen for to proclayme
The vertuous life, a Lady leadeth here,
As dayly shall by iuste reporte appeare.
In lasting letters, pen this Saras gift,
Whose mildnes may full well Rebecca teach:
And Rachels vertues, all would put to shift,
The steps she treades no lyuing wight can rech:
From blooming youth, vnto these present dayes,
Of Alcest, she: doth iustly beare the kayes.
Whose mildnes may full well Rebecca teach:
And Rachels vertues, all would put to shift,
The steps she treades no lyuing wight can rech:
From blooming youth, vnto these present dayes,
Of Alcest, she: doth iustly beare the kayes.
In heart so meeke with spotles thought is she,
That wordes in wast, be banisht from her brest:
No idle looke once glanceth from her eyes,
The poore mans plaints, to heare her eares are prest:
Her liberall hand, doth hungry belly fill,
Who wants her helpe, she is their comfort still.
That wordes in wast, be banisht from her brest:
No idle looke once glanceth from her eyes,
The poore mans plaints, to heare her eares are prest:
Her liberall hand, doth hungry belly fill,
Who wants her helpe, she is their comfort still.
Unto her frend, as sure, as marble rocke,
To foe not yelding, but as reason will:
Of speaches she, both beares the key and locke,
In (tyme) to vse all things, she hath the skill:
In iudgement she can play Apollos part,
A Goddesse she might be, for lerned art.
To foe not yelding, but as reason will:
Of speaches she, both beares the key and locke,
In (tyme) to vse all things, she hath the skill:
In iudgement she can play Apollos part,
A Goddesse she might be, for lerned art.
Liue she doth, in loue of rich and poore,
Her race so rarely run, hath not bene knowen:
Her lampe of light, thus burneth euermore,
With newes thereof, loe Fame her trump hath blowen,
At Hespias, in chaire of state this Dame
Hath cheefest place, for to aduance her name.
Her race so rarely run, hath not bene knowen:
Her lampe of light, thus burneth euermore,
With newes thereof, loe Fame her trump hath blowen,
Hath cheefest place, for to aduance her name.
In worldly stormes she beares her sailes so well,
No suddaine blast can worke her any wracke,
From out her presence vice she doth expell,
And Uertue yet would neuer see him lacke:
Her iust deserued praise shee doth not seeke,
She is so humble, and lowly in her sprite.
No suddaine blast can worke her any wracke,
From out her presence vice she doth expell,
And Uertue yet would neuer see him lacke:
Her iust deserued praise shee doth not seeke,
She is so humble, and lowly in her sprite.
And to the stranger still she hath regard,
To showe such courtesie as worship craues:
Her neighbors cause with her is euer heard,
Lo thus this Lady still her selfe behaues.
She beares no minde that soreth in the skie,
Nor yet too lowe she lifteth not to flie.
To showe such courtesie as worship craues:
Her neighbors cause with her is euer heard,
Lo thus this Lady still her selfe behaues.
She beares no minde that soreth in the skie,
Nor yet too lowe she lifteth not to flie.
Not cankered Enuie can these words deny,
If Spite should speake, he must declare the same:
For Uertue vaunts her name into the skie,
With golden Trumpet, sounded vp by Fame,
Would God therefore her daies should euer last,
Then might a number think their sorrowes past.
If Spite should speake, he must declare the same:
For Uertue vaunts her name into the skie,
With golden Trumpet, sounded vp by Fame,
Would God therefore her daies should euer last,
Then might a number think their sorrowes past.
Her blossomes breede the fruites of noble state,
Whose tast doth comfort rich and poore these daies
By Natures works, of God these giftes they gate
That euery wight should iustly speak her praise:
At Helicon the Muses do delight:
With golden pen this Ladies life to write.
Whose tast doth comfort rich and poore these daies
By Natures works, of God these giftes they gate
That euery wight should iustly speak her praise:
At Helicon the Muses do delight:
With golden pen this Ladies life to write.
Of many vertues moe: I could declare,
To occupie thy pen, if Tully were thy name:
That wanting Tyme I am compeld to spare,
Behold Sir Phœbus doth confesse the same:
For now he batheth in the Occean Sea,
Which is the cause I must depart away.
To occupie thy pen, if Tully were thy name:
That wanting Tyme I am compeld to spare,
Behold Sir Phœbus doth confesse the same:
For now he batheth in the Occean Sea,
Looke now therefore, thy pen doe witnesse beare,
Melpomen said, for so thy duetie is:
And make report what thou of me doest heare,
And tell the world that I commaund thee this.
For Iustice euermore hath this regard,
That euery creature reape their due reward,
Melpomen said, for so thy duetie is:
And make report what thou of me doest heare,
And tell the world that I commaund thee this.
For Iustice euermore hath this regard,
That euery creature reape their due reward,
Doubt neither friend nor foe to speak a trueth,
Consider thou art bound by duetie much.
Remember Time will bring all things to prooffe,
And sith it doth thus much thy credite touch,
For to discharge thy selfe from bearing blame,
Thy pen I wish to write vpon this Dame.
Consider thou art bound by duetie much.
Remember Time will bring all things to prooffe,
And sith it doth thus much thy credite touch,
For to discharge thy selfe from bearing blame,
Thy pen I wish to write vpon this Dame.
And with these wordes she vanished away,
And I did wake foorth of this pleasant dreame,
The night was come, and banisht was the day,
The cloudes obscur'd Dianas face with raine.
Then to my studie straight I did prepare,
This Ladies words Melpomen so declare.
And I did wake foorth of this pleasant dreame,
The night was come, and banisht was the day,
The cloudes obscur'd Dianas face with raine.
Then to my studie straight I did prepare,
This Ladies words Melpomen so declare.
These are the newes, and all the newes I haue,
God send good newes this yeare, and euermore.
Our noble Queene the euerlasting saue,
And God increase your Ladiship with store,
God blesse my Lady Countesse, and her birth,
Her honor, and your worship long life with ioy & mirth.
God send good newes this yeare, and euermore.
Our noble Queene the euerlasting saue,
And God increase your Ladiship with store,
God blesse my Lady Countesse, and her birth,
Her honor, and your worship long life with ioy & mirth.
FINIS.
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