Englands Parnassus: or the choysest flowers of our moderne poets, with their poeticall comparisons Descriptions of bewties, personages, castles, pallaces, mountaines, groues, seas, springs, riuers, &c. Whereunto are annexed other various discourses, both pleasaunt and profitable.

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Title: Englands Parnassus: or the choysest flowers of our moderne poets, with their poeticall comparisons Descriptions of bewties, personages, castles, pallaces, mountaines, groues, seas, springs, riuers, &c. Whereunto are annexed other various discourses, both pleasaunt and profitable.
Author: Albott, Robert, fl. 1600.
Publication: Imprinted at London :: For N. L[ing,] C. B[urby] and T. H[ayes],; 1600.
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Subject terms: English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
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Descriptions of Pallaces, Castles, &c.

A stately Pallace built of squared bricke, Which cunningly was without morter laid, Whose walles were high, but nothing strong nor thick, And golden foyle all ouer them displaid. That purest skie with brightnesse they dismaid, High lifted vp were many lofty towres, And goodly galleries farre ouerlaid: Full of fayre windowes and delightfull bowres, And on the top a dyall told the timely howres. Ed. Sp.

The soueraigne Castels of the rocky yle, Wherein Penelope the Princes lay: Shone with a thousand lampes, which did exile The dimme darke shades, and turnd the night to day. Not Ioues blew tent what time the sunny ray Behind the bulwarke of the earth retires, Is seene to sparkle with more sprinkling fires. I. Dauies.