Be thou, O God, so good, as thus Thy perfect fayth to see take place; Thy peace thou plant here among us, That error may go hide her face; So concord us in each case, As in thy courte it is enrolde : We all, as one, to love her grace, That is our queen, this Marigolde, A BALLAD OF THE MEETING OF PHILIP AND MARY. Pende by JOHN HEYWOD. THE egle's byrde hath spred his wings, In whiche meane way, by no leurings, On bough, or braunch, this birde wold light, Till on the rose, both red and whight, He lighteth now moste lovinglie, And therto moste behovinglie. The monthe ensuing next to June, This birde this floure for perch doth take, Rejoysinglie him selfe to prune; He rousith, rypelie to awake, Upon his perche to chose his make, Concluding strayght, for rype right rest, In the lion's boure to bilde his nest. A bird a beast to make to choose, It semthe a case right curious, But marke, this lion so by name No rampant lion masculyne: The lamb-like lion feminyne, Whose milde meeke propertie aleurth This bird to light, and him asseurth. The egle's bird, the egle's eyre The crownid lion, matcheth feyre; Croune unto croune this birde doth bring; A queenlie queene, a kinglie king; Thus, lyke to lyke here matched is: What matche may matche more mete than this? So meete a matche in parentage; So meete a matche in benignitie; So matcht from all malignitie,— As (thankes to God gyven for the same) Seeld hath ben seene, thus sayeth the fame. This meete met match at first meeting, In eche to other did so appeere, Then in conjoyning of these twayne, Suche fare in feaste to entertayne, Suche honour, with suche honeste, But here one deyntie president This lamb-like lion, and lamb-like burd, For that they lamb-like be concurde, Whiche thanks full gyven most thankfullie, To prayer fall we on our kneese, That it may lyke that Lorde on hie, In helthe and welth to prosper theese, As faith for thier moste high degreese; And that all we, their subjects, may Them and their lawes love and obay. |