Yet on; for wingèd time with the[e] goes on,
which like old Æ'son hath his youth renewd;
his hower glase turnèd and his sickle gone,
and all his graye and broken fethers mewd.
On, for the braue yong sonn aboue his head
Comes Northward, that he may his glorie meete;
whilest the fresh earth in all her pride doth spread
greene veluit carpettes vnderneath his feete.
On, for thee birds will help to fill thie songe,
whereto all english harte stringes doe agree;
And the Irish harpe stringes, that did iarre soe long
to make the musicke full, nowe tunèd be.
There is noe eye cast downe, there is noe voice
that to pronounce the harte assent, is dombe;
the world of thinges doth everie where reioyce,
in certaine hope of blessed times to come
Thousandes while they possesse and fill the waies
doth both desire, and hinder his repaire;
they fill the emptie heaven with praier and praise,
which he requites with demonstrations faire.
Then what hast thowe to doe, and what remaines?
praie as the people doth, and add but this
This little wish; that whiles he lives and raignes,
he maye be still the same, that nowe he is.
John Dauis.
TO THE KINGE
UPON HIS MA'TIES FIRST COMMING INTO ENGLAND.