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The fifth muse
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The fatall period brought, to ground it must,
And all its pomp and riches turne to dust.
Even as these Martyrs truelie did foretell
In everie point the judgement so befell.
Towres fall to ground, Monks flee to hide their heads,
Nothing availe their rosaries and beads;
Then all men cry'd, Raze raze, the time is come,
Avenge the guiltlesse bloud, and give the doome.
Courage to give was mightilie then blown
Saint Iohnstons'' huntsup, since most famous known[1]
By all Musitians, when they sweetlie sing
With heavenly voice, and well concording string.
O how they bend their backs and fingers tirle!
Moving their quivering heads their brains do whirle
With diverse moods; and as with uncouth rapture
Transported, so doth shake their bodies structure:
Their eyes do reele, heads, armes, and shoulders move:
Feet, legs, and hands and all their parts approve
That heavenlie harmonie: while as they threw
Their browes, O mightie straine! that's brave! they shew
Great phantasie; quivering a brief some while,
With full consent they close, then give a smile,
With bowing bodie, and with bending knee,
Me think I heare God save the Companie.
But harmonie which heavens and earth doth please
Could not our Enemies furious rage appease;
Cruell Erinnis reignes destruction shoring,
Ten thousand souldiours like wilde Lyons roaring
Against our town do merch, fame desolation
Proclaimes; the church then nam'd the Congregation
And all its pomp and riches turne to dust.
Even as these Martyrs truelie did foretell
In everie point the judgement so befell.
Towres fall to ground, Monks flee to hide their heads,
Nothing availe their rosaries and beads;
Then all men cry'd, Raze raze, the time is come,
Avenge the guiltlesse bloud, and give the doome.
Courage to give was mightilie then blown
Saint Iohnstons'' huntsup, since most famous known[1]
By all Musitians, when they sweetlie sing
With heavenly voice, and well concording string.
O how they bend their backs and fingers tirle!
Moving their quivering heads their brains do whirle
With diverse moods; and as with uncouth rapture
Transported, so doth shake their bodies structure:
Their eyes do reele, heads, armes, and shoulders move:
Feet, legs, and hands and all their parts approve
That heavenlie harmonie: while as they threw
Their browes, O mightie straine! that's brave! they shew
Great phantasie; quivering a brief some while,
With full consent they close, then give a smile,
With bowing bodie, and with bending knee,
Me think I heare God save the Companie.
But harmonie which heavens and earth doth please
Could not our Enemies furious rage appease;
Cruell Erinnis reignes destruction shoring,
Ten thousand souldiours like wilde Lyons roaring
Against our town do merch, fame desolation
Proclaimes; the church then nam'd the Congregation
- ↑ S. Iohnstons huntsup.