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 23, 2025.
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* 1.1THe mandrages do smel: & within our dores are all maner fruites. Both old and newe o my Beloued, I haue kept for thee.
¶The Argument.
AFter that Christe at his Spouses requeste, hath bene with her in the fielde, and lodged with her in the vylla∣ges, and that so long that they haue there wunne a new com∣pany to the belyef of the gospel: he as she desyred hym, cum∣meth with her now to see the vines and pomegranades, whe∣ther they be fruitfull or no. And whan the Churche hath wel beheld them, she smelleth the Mandrags, that is the doctrine and preachyng of the faythful, and delyted therwith, sheweth Christ therof, syngyng.
The Spouse to her Beloued. lix.
THe Mandrages yeld theyr smell of godly lyfe,And doctrine pure, that bryngeth vnto restVnquiet myndes, vncertayn, styll at stryfe,Through want of wurkes, wherein they put theyr trust:Of these they learne that of theyr dedes the best,Are insufficient for to make them iuste.They learne of these that only of Christe they mustBe ryghteous made, through merit of his Crosse:
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And that by fayth they must receyue mustOf ryghteousnes, through trust in Christes blood.This stylleth soone the mynde that sinnes doe tosse.Whiche sent (O Christe) cummeth from our Mandrages good.Within our dores, our custody moste sure,Are fruites, the whiche the faythfull haue brought furth,Of euery kynde of lyfe and doctrine pure,Bothe of the newe and of the scriptures oldeWhiche J haue kept for thee to take in wurth,O Christe my Loue, beloued a thousande folde.