Salue deus rex iudæorum containing, 1. The passion of Christ, 2. Eues apologie in defence of women, 3. The teares of the daughters of Ierusalem, 4. The salutation and sorrow of the Virgine Marie : with diuers other things not vnfit to be read / written by Mistris Æmilia Lanyer ...

To all vertuous Ladies in generall.

EAch blessed Lady that in Virtue spends Your pretious time to beautifie your soules; Come wait on hir whom winged Fame attends And in hir hand the Booke where she inroules Those high deserts that Maiestie commends: Let this faire Queene not vnattended bee, When in my Glasse she daines her selfe to see.

Put on your wedding garments euery one, The Bridegroome stayes to entertaine you all; Let Virtue be your guide, for she alone Can leade you right that you can neuer fall; And make no stay for feare he should be gone: But fill your Lamps with oyle of burning zeale, That to your Faith he may his Truth reueale.

Let all your roabes be purple scarlet white, * 1.1 Those perfit colours purest Virtue wore, Come deckt with Lillies that did so delight To be preferr'd in Beauty, farre before Wise Salomon in all his glory dight: Whose royall roabes did no such pleasure yield, As did the beauteous Lilly of the field.

Adorne your temples with faire Daphnes crowne, The neuer changing Laurel, alwaies geene; Let constant hope all worldly pleasures drowne, * 1.2 In wise Mineruaes paths be alwaies scene; Or with bright Cynthia, thogh faire Venus frown: With Esop crosse the posts of euery doore, Where Sinne would riot, making Virtue poore.

And let the Muses your companions be, Those sacred sisters that on Pallas wait; Whose Virtues with the purest minds agree, Whose godly labours doe auoyd the baite Of worldly pleasures, liuing alwaies free From sword, from violence, and from ill report, To these nine Worthies all faire mindes resort.

Annoynt your haire with Aarons pretious oyle, And bring your palmes of vict'ry in your hands, To ouercome all thoughts that would defile The earthly circuit of your soules faire lands; Let no dimme shadowes your cleare eyes beguile: Sweet odours, mirrhe, gum, aloes, frankincense, Present that King who di'd for your offence.

Behold, bright Titans shining chariot staies, All deckt with flowers of the freshest hew, Attended on by Age, Houres, Nights, and Daies, Which alters not your beauty, but giues you Much more, and crownes you with eternall praise: This golden chariot wherein you must ride, Let simple Doues, and subtill serpents guide.

Come swifter than the motion of the Sunne, To be transfigur'd with our louing Lord, Lest Glory end what Grace in you begun, Of heau'nly riches make your greatest hoord, In Christ all honour, wealth, and beautie's wonne: By whose perfections you appeare more faire Than Phoebus, if he seau'n times brighter were.

Gods holy Angels will direct your Doues, And bring your Serpents to the fields of rest, Where he doth stay that purchast all your loues In bloody torments, when he di'd opprest, There shall you find him in those pleasant groues Of sweet Elizium, by the Well of Life, Whose cristal springs do purge from worldly strife

Thus may you flie from dull and sensuall earth, Whereof at first your bodies formed were, That new regen'rate in a second berth, Your blessed soules may liue without all feare, Beeing immortall, subiect to no death: But in the eie of heauen so highly placed, That others by your virtues may be graced.

Where worthy Ladies I will leaue you all, Desiring you to grace this little Booke; Yet some of you me thinkes I heare to call Me by my name, and bid me better looke, Lest vnawares I in an error fall: In generall tearmes, to place you with the rest, Whom Fame commends to be the very best.

Tis true, I must confesse (O noble Fame) There are a number honoured by thee, Of which, some few thou didst recite by name, And willd my Muse they should remembred bee; Wishing some would their glorious Trophies frame: Which if I should presume to vndertake, My tired Hand for very feare would quake.

Onely by name I will bid some of those, That in true Honors seate haue long bin placed, Yea euen such as thou 〈◊〉〈◊〉 chiefly chose, By whom my Muse may be the better graced; Therefore, vnwilling longer time to lose, I will inuite some Ladies that I know, But chiefly those as thou hast graced so.

Notes

• * 1.1

  The roabes that Christ wore before his death.
• * 1.2

  ••n token of Constancie.