Diuine epistles. Dedicated. to right honble. & worthy guests inuited to ye nuptialls of the great Kings sonne. &c By Augustin. Taylor. preacher at Hawarden.

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Diuine epistles. Dedicated. to right honble. & worthy guests inuited to ye nuptialls of the great Kings sonne. &c By Augustin. Taylor. preacher at Hawarden.
Author
Taylor, Augustine.
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London :: Printed by Nicholas Okes,
1623.
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Marriage -- Religious aspects -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
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"Diuine epistles. Dedicated. to right honble. & worthy guests inuited to ye nuptialls of the great Kings sonne. &c By Augustin. Taylor. preacher at Hawarden." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A13410.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 13, 2024.

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TO THE RIGHT HO∣NORABLE IOHN, EARLE OF Bridg-water, &c. And to his most noble Lady Francis, Countesse of Bridge∣water: The issue of the Ancient, and Illustrious House of Derby. {inverted ⁂}

Right Honorable:

IF you admire wherefore I bring, This offring to your hands, My reason's this, I saw day spring, The first vpon those lands, That was your birth-plot, and for that My heart and hand this giues, And know your Honor die shall not, So long as English liues: Another reason's, I confesse I liue vnder the wing Of your good mother, Patronesse Of Syon where I sing, And Preach, by Gods commission, I Am sent to call, in ghests To see the Lambe in's Maiesty, Where peace, and plenty rests.

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And dearely, humbly I intreate, Your Honors to that place, Where you shall sit in glories seate, And see God face to face. Your Noble dispositions bee, So generally approu'd, That for your true Nobilitie, Y'are both, both prais'd and lou'd: And so God grant you may be still, 'Tis that I wish to see, And if you please t'approue my will, Feare God, and fauour mee.

Your Honors to be Commanded, Augustine Taylor.

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