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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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.
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Imprinted at London :: For N. L[ing,] C. B[urby] and T. H[ayes],
1600.
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English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A16884.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 15, 2024.

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VVindes.

—O heauens fresh fannes quoth hee, Earths sweeping broomes, of forrests enemie:

Page 494

O you my Heraulds and my messengers, My nimble posts and speedy messengers, My armes, my sinewes, and my Eagles swift, That through the aire my rolling chariot lift. I. Syluester.
The Aeolian crowde. Idem.
* O sacred Oliue, firstling of the fruites, Health-boading braunch. Idem.
* The proud horse, the rough-skind Elephant, The lustie bull, the Camell water want. Idem.
* —Let the pearly morne The radiant Moone, and rhumie euening see Thy necke still yoaked with captiuitie. Idem.
* There natures story, till th'heauen shaker dread, In his iust wrath, the flaming sword had set, The passage into Paradice to let. I. Syluester.
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