A smale handfull of fragrant Flowers selected and gathered out of the lovely garden of sacred scriptures, fit for any honorable and vertuous Lady, the Lady Sheffeeld. By N. B |
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Iohn Parcels pamphlet in the prayse of this handful of flowres.
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Iohn Parcels pamphlet in the prayse of this handful of flowres.
The
little Bee, fayre Ladies al,
Bringes more encrease then doth the Kight:
Wherfore although this booke be small,
The flowres thereof may wel delyght,
A seconde peareles Saba queene,
Because they are continuall greene.
Bringes more encrease then doth the Kight:
Wherfore although this booke be small,
The flowres thereof may wel delyght,
A seconde peareles Saba queene,
Because they are continuall greene.
Peruse them well therefore and say,
We haue the choyse of good and yll,
Yet if my counsel by the way,
Might vrge your minde or moue your wyll,
To imitat this peece of woorke,
For many a pearle therin dothe lurke.
We haue the choyse of good and yll,
Yet if my counsel by the way,
Might vrge your minde or moue your wyll,
To imitat this peece of woorke,
For many a pearle therin dothe lurke.
For though the fountayne be not heere,
Of heauenly health that doth excell,
Yet to your sight may playneappeere,
The golden Bucket of the Well,
Wherfore deare dames keepe that in store,
And tyme wyl yeelde to you the more.
Of heauenly health that doth excell,
Yet to your sight may playneappeere,
The golden Bucket of the Well,
Wherfore deare dames keepe that in store,
And tyme wyl yeelde to you the more.
It is no Poetes fable olde,
It is no gaude nor trifle vayne,
It is a gifte excelling golde:
In which the Gentle state may trayne,
Them selues to godly exercise,
And learne thereby for to be wyse.
It is no gaude nor trifle vayne,
It is a gifte excelling golde:
In which the Gentle state may trayne,
And learne thereby for to be wyse.
Searche therfore suche a Honycombe,
And trye the same with diligence,
It is no fruitles vanishing fome,
It is a cerce of excellence:
The ioyce whereof beyng pleasant sweete,
Is for a curteous Matrone meete.
And trye the same with diligence,
It is no fruitles vanishing fome,
It is a cerce of excellence:
The ioyce whereof beyng pleasant sweete,
Is for a curteous Matrone meete.
Thus virgins, wyues, and widowes too,
If that you tender your estate,
Learne as he teacheth you to doo,
That framde this Posie for your sake:
And than you can not loose the crowne,
Diana holdeth with renowne.
If that you tender your estate,
Learne as he teacheth you to doo,
That framde this Posie for your sake:
And than you can not loose the crowne,
Diana holdeth with renowne.
J. P.
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