Sinetes passions vppon his fortunes offered for an incense at the shrine of the ladies which guided his distempered thoughtes. The patrons patheticall posies, sonets, maddrigals, and rowndelayes. Together with Sinetes dompe. By Robert Parry Gent.
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Sinetes passions vppon his fortunes offered for an incense at the shrine of the ladies which guided his distempered thoughtes. The patrons patheticall posies, sonets, maddrigals, and rowndelayes. Together with Sinetes dompe. By Robert Parry Gent.
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Parry, Robert, fl. 1540-1612.
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At London :: Printed by T[homas] P[urfoot] for William Holme, and are to be sould on Ludgate hill at the signe of the holy Lambe,
1597.
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In prayse of the Booke.
THe rarest giftes neede not a Trumpe to sounde,For fame it selfe will vndertake the prayse,The sunne needes not a light for to be founder;But in the height of Sphere giues light alwayes:Flye then thou worke no soile shall thee disgrace,And why thy worthie patron is thy fort,Thou needes not shunne t'approch into ech place,Twy flowring bloome of wit shall thee report.Thy wise and deepe conceytes neede not be grac'd,For dayntie choise here found ech fancies please,Thy mindes repose may neuer be defac'd,Each fancie then thy fancies fame will •…•…aise.O that my tong could duely raise thy fame,Yet after age at large shall doe the same.
H. P. Gent.
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