The canticles or balades of Salomon, phraselyke declared in Englysh metres, by William Baldwin
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- The canticles or balades of Salomon, phraselyke declared in Englysh metres, by William Baldwin
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- [Imprinted at London :: By William Baldwin, seruaunt with Edwarde Whitchurche],
- M. D. XLIX [1549]
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- Bible. -- O.T. -- Song of Solomon -- Paraphrases, English -- Early works to 1800.
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"The canticles or balades of Salomon, phraselyke declared in Englysh metres, by William Baldwin." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A15987.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 24, 2025.
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Thyne iyes, thyne vpryght iudgementes in my wurd so brim,
Styll iust and full, are lyke the pooles in Hesebon,
Of waters clere, besyde the porte of Bathrabim:
For where the people gathered are, Thou truth to euery one
Doest iustly declare.
Thy face, thy wurkes, by whiche all people doe thee know,
For which thou through my blud, doest hope to haue reward,
Surmountyng in theyr heygth mans wurkes that lye below,
Are lyke the tower of Libanus That alwayes hath regard
Toward Damascus.
Thy head, J Christe my selfe, a circumcised lambe,
Am lyke to Carmell ground, both fertile, free and harde,
Thy heares also, the truthes wherwith J thee emflambe,
Are purple coulored lyke a kyng That goeth furth with his gard,
Hym inuironyng.