Angliæ speculum: or Englands looking-glasse.: Devided into two pats [sic], / by C.VV. Mercer.
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Angliæ speculum: or Englands looking-glasse.: Devided into two pats [sic], / by C.VV. Mercer.
Author
Mercer, William, 1605?-1676?
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London :: Printed by Tho: Paine,
MDCXLVI. [1646]
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Great Britain -- History
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"Angliæ speculum: or Englands looking-glasse.: Devided into two pats [sic], / by C.VV. Mercer." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A89059.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 20, 2024.
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In commendation of the Author, and his worke. To Himselfe.
Sonnet.
FRom that representation, which in thisYour mirror of the worth of others, isVnto our view exposed, doth reflectThe Image of your self, in an aspectMore semblable, then ever Looking-GlasseDid shew the beauty of a Ladies face.Then seeing that the picture of your merit,Can by the pensil of no other spiritBe drawn so to the life, for that these linesSet forth your splendour, ev'n as your name shinesIn their contexture, making you, and yourPoaems be either th'others portraiture,It shall suffice me onely to avow,That you renown the book, and the book you.
T. F.
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The Author to his worke, and in relation to the former lines.
Sonnet.
IHave created, made, and christned thee,Thou hast thy being, all thou art, of mee:I best know what's inclos'd in thy contents,And to beholders, what thou represents,Yet is the least part of the praise but dueTo me, the honour wholy doth accrueVnto the substance whereof thou art made,So purely fine, because had I not hadSuch quintessences, rarify'd, and fine,For to compose rhee of, no skill was mine,To make thee so, in lustre, pure, and rare,So absolute, so curious, singular:Then as mine own I freely speak to thee,But thy perfections challenge more of mee.
VV. M.
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