Songes and sonettes, written by the right honorable Lorde Henry Haward late Earle of Surrey, and other

The song of Iopas vnfinished.

VVHen Dido feasted first the wandring Troian knight: whō Iunos wrath w^t storms did force in Libik sāds to light That mighty Atlas taught, the supper lasting long, With crisped lockes on golden harpe, Iopas sang in song. That same (quod he) that we the world do call and name: Of heauen and earth with all contents, it is the very frame. Or thus, of heauenly powers by more power kept in one Repugnant kindes, in mids of whom the earth hath place alone: Firme, round, of liuing thinges, the mother, place and nourse: Without the which in egal weight, this heuen doth hold his course And it is cald by name, the first and mouing heauen, The firmament is placed next, conteining other seuen, Of heauenly powers that same is planted full and thicke: As shining lightes which we call stars, that therin cleue & sticke. With great swift sway, the first, and with his restlesse sours, Carieth it self, and all those eyght, in euen contin••all cours. And of this world so round within that rolling case, Two points there be that neuer moue, but firmly kepe their place•• The tone we see alway, the tother standes obiect Against the same, deuiding iust the ground by line direct. Which by imaginacion, drawen from the one to thother Toucheth the centre of the earth, for way there is none other. And these be calde the Poles, descryde by starres not bright. Artike the one northward we see: Antartike thother hight, The line, that we deuise from thone to thother so: As axel is, vpon the which the heauens about do go Which of water nor earth, of ayre nor fire haue kinde, Therefore the substance of those same were hard for man to finde•• But they bene vncorrupt, simple and pure vnmixt: And so we say been all those starres, that in those same be sixt. And eke those erring seuen, in circle as they stray: So calde, because against that first they haue repugnant way: And smaller by wayes to, skant sensible to man: To busy worke for my poore harpe: let sing them he that can. The wydest saue the first, of all these nine aboue One hundred yere doth aske of space, for one degree to mo••e.

Of which degrees we make, in the first moouing heauen, Three hundred and threscore in partes iustly deuided euen. And yet there is another betwene those heauens two: Whose mouing is so sly so slack: I name it not for now. The seuenth heauen or the shell next to the s••arry sky, All those degrees that gatherth vp, with aged pase so sly: And doth performe the same, as elders count hath bene. In nine and twenty yeres complete, and daies almost sixtene: Doth carry in his bowt the starre of Saturne old: A threatner of all liuing things, with drought and with his cold. The sixt whom this cont••ins doth stalke with yonger pase: And in twelue yere doth somwhat more then thothers v••age was. And this in it doth beare the starre of Ioue benigne, T'wene Saturns malice and vs men, frendly defending signe. The fift bears bloody Mars, that in three hundred daies, And twise eleuen with one ••ull yere, hath finisht all those waies. A yere doth aske the fourth, and howers therto sixe, And in the same the daies eye the sunne, therin he stickes. The third that gouernd is by that, that gouerns mee: And loue for loue, and for no loue prouokes: as oft we see: In like space doth performe that course, that did the tother. So doth the next vnto the same, that second is in order. But it doth beare the starre, that cald is Mercury: That many a crafty secrete steppe doth tread, as Calcars try. That sky is last, and fixt next vs•• those waies hath gone, In seuen and twenty common daies, and eke the third of one: And ••eareth with his sway, the diuers Moone about: Now bright, now brown, now bēt, now ful, & now her light is out. Thus haue they of their own two mouinges all these seuen One, wherein they be caried still, eche in his seuerall heauen, An other of them selues, where their bodies be layd In by waies, and in lesser rowndes, as I afore haue sayd. Saue of them all the Sunne doth stray lest from the streight, The starry sky hath but one course, that we haue cald the eight. And all these moouinges eight are ment from West to East: Although they seme to clime aloft, I say from East to west. But that is but by force of the first mouing sky: In twise twelue houres from east to east that carieth them by & by But marke we well also, these mouinges of these seuen, Be not about the axell tree of the first mouing heuen. For they haue their two poles directly tone to the tother. &c.

T. VVYATE the elder.