Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford.
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Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford.
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Wilson, John, 1595-1674.
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London :: Printed for John Martin and James Allestrey, and are to be sold at the Bell in St. Pauls Church-yard,
1657.
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Charles -- I, -- King of England, 1600-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
Charles -- I, -- King of England, 1600-1649 -- Musical settings -- Early works to 1800.
Songs, English -- 17th century.
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"Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A93797.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 19, 2024.
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ODE XI. Vpon the Nineteen Propositions sent to the King.
ETernall wisedom armd with might,With Truth and Right my Reason clear;To which so make my will adhere,No threats may from their Dictates fright:
Thou did'st not raise me to a Throne,To barre me common liberty.Shall that be nam'd a crime in me,Which others as a vertue owne?
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Unjustly they their King denyThe freedom, which all mortalls claim:Whilst ev'n themselves exact the same,With partiall pertinacity.
To thee I pray who through the mazeOf my own thoughts, and suits (like snaresSpread to involve my soul in cares)Canst surely guide: make plain thy waies.
Let not my Passions cloud thy light;Thy Word my Rule, thy Praise my End.To all I cannot, will not bendTo some; Thee pleas'd all else I slight.
Who Plots unweav'st, and the Self-wiseEntangl'st in their own designe;To thy wise Truth my soul incline,And mens esteeme I shall despise.
The lesse my wisedom shall appear,More thine that guide'st me shines; whilst INothing through willfullness deny,Nor grant through Flattery, or Fear.
No suits by my consent be sign'd,Injurious to the publike good:No publike benefits withstood,To sooth my own dissenting mind.
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To such, though from my Enemies,Teach me to give a free accesse;Our honest errours thou canst blesse,As blast the Counsells falsely wise.
Since private words thy scourge obey,Teach me to poise what I declare.The bolder mens Petitions are,Let me the more my Answers weigh.
Though troubles Me and mine attend,And Peace our Pressures would acquit;Yet let me not to purchase it,My Conscience (which is thine) expend.
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