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The Conclusion.

When Fame to Time had read this letter ouer,
Time was well pleasd, such pleasing newes to heare,
Fame tooke her leaue and backe againe did houer,
Time still flew on; and now gan to appeare
Bright Phœbus rayes in this our hemispheare:
With whome we all this while our course did take,
And Fame now gone Time thus vnto me spake.


Loe how the heauen (that late so much did droupe,
For Titans forced absence) now doth cleare:
How fast the gloomy cloudes away doe troupe;
Behould how Tellus (on whose cheekes appeare
Sad drops of late shed teares) her selfe doth cheare;
And glad to see the Suns so fayre vprise,
Smyleth, and seems to wipe her weeping eyes.
As ioyfull as these seeme, so glad am I:
Yea and more ioyfull farre beyond compare,
Then for the Suns faire light, seeme Earth or Sky,
To heare that sacred Truth so well doth fare.
This hath disburthened my hart of care,
That lately much misdoubted her estate,
Whome well I knew the World did causeles hate.
Now well I see that all commaunding Ioue,
(That rules and ouer-rules in euery thing)
Vnspotted Truth doth most intirely loue.
How then can she be made an vnderling,
That is the dearling to so great a king?
Now sure I am she neuer shall decay,
Though all the World conspire her to betray.
Ah England, keep her still, and loue her still,
And she will be a staffe vnto thine age.
Preserue her still in honour, and she will
Preserue thee safe against thine en'myes rage.
What ere they be that warre gainst thee shall wage,
Sh'will hemme thee in as with a brasen wall,
To liue secure and none shall make thee thrall.


No sorrowes blemish shall thy beauty staine,
Nor Age character wrinckles on thy brow:
So long as England shall Truths right maintayne,
So long to none her princely neck shall bow;
Safe shall she dwell, and this I dare auow,
(Truth countenanced) Peace, or Victory,
Shall England euermore accompany.
As Time thus spake, (I tir'd with watching long,
And ouerweari'd with this wandering)
Mine eyes complaynd that they had suffred wrong,
Which had no rest in all this iourneying:
Whilst thus mine eyes their rights were chalenging,
I drousie waxing, fell at last on sleep;
Yet aged Time his passage on did keep.
What past whilst thus I slept I know not well:
But when I wak'd, my selfe I strangely found
Amidst that walke, where (as I first did tell)
I heard the voice that Times approach did sound.
Vp I arose, Times absence did me wound,
At last I spide him flying yet in sight,
And home I hide these accidents to wright.
What censure passe hereon, I greatly care not:
If thou my noble Patron pardon me,
Let other readers carpe at me and spare not:
Sith these vnpolisht lines must publisht be,
For euery criticks eye my faults to see;
Let them detract, and blame my skills defect,
And scorne my Muse, so thou wilt me protect.
FINIS.