Du Bartas His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester |
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To my Reverend Friend, Mr Doctour Hall.
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Du Bartas | ||
To my Reverend Friend, Mr Doctour Hall.
None should, but Thou, This Ladies death bee grieving;None knew so well the Vertues of her life:
Death's robd of Her Death, by Thy labours rife:
By Thee, is Shee in Heav'n and Earth still living:
In Heav'n, by hearing and (through Thee) beleeving
Th'eternall Word; which taught her holy strife
'Gainst Hell and Sin, and (as becoms a Wife)
Peace with her Spouse, him due Obedience giving:
In Earth, for acting (in so gracious measure)
The twice-preacht Lectures of thy Life and Tongue;
Alms, Meeknes, Mildeness (towards Old and Yong)
Forgiving Wrongs, forgetting all Displeasure.
O happy Seed that fell in such a ground!
And happy Soil that such a Seed-man found.
I. S.
Du Bartas | ||