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Now to requite your Blindfolded preiie God,
(whenn by the way I woulde gladly learne,
why, The, in the first, Ye in the first, and
thirde, He", and My, in the last, being shorte,
Me, alone should be made longer in the very
same) Imagm me to come into a goodly
Kentishe Garden of your old Lords, or some
other Noble man, and spying a flonshing Bay
Tree there, to demaunde ex tempore, as fol
loweth Thmke vppon Peirarches
Arbor vittortosa, Inomfale,
Onor d' Imperadori, e di Poele
and perhappes it will aduaunce the wynges of
your Imagination a degree higher at the
least if any thing can be added to the loftmesse
of his conceite, whom gentle Mislresse Rosa
hnde, once reported to haue all the Intelh
gences at commaundement, and an other time,
Christened her Segmor Pegaso
w
Encomium Lauri
FAMILIAR LETTERS 625
Yet Farewell, Farewell, the Reward of those,
thai I honour
Glory to Garden Glory to Muses Glory to
Vertue
Partim lout, et Palladi,
Partim Apolhni et Musis
But seeing I must needes bewray my store,
and set open my shoppe wyndowes, nowe I
pray thee, and coniure thee by all thy amorous
Regardes, and Lxorcismes of Loue, call a
Parliament of thy Sensible, and Intelligible
powers together, and tell me, in Tom Trothes
earnest, what Il secondo, et famoso Poeta,
Messer Immenio,sayth to this bolde Satyn[c]all
Libell lately deuised at the instaunce of a certayne
worshipfull Hartefordshyre Gentleman,
of myne olde acquayntaimce in Gratiam
quorundam lllustnum Anglofrancitalorum, he
et vbique apud nos volttantium Agedmn verb,
nosti homines, ianquam tuam ipsius cutem
Speculum Tuscanismi
Hat might I call this Tree ? A Laurell ? Since Gatateo came in, and Tuscanisme gan
0 bonny Laurell
vsurpe,
Needes to thy boives will I bow this knee, and Vanitie aboue all Vtllame next her, Statelynes
vayle my bonetlo
Empresse
Who, but thou, the tenowne of Prince, and No man, but Minion, Stowie, Lowte, Plaine,
Princely Poeta
swayne, quoth a Lording
Th'onefor Crownejor Garland Mother thanhelh No wordes but valorous, no worhes but uoomanlsh
Apollo
onely
Thrice happy Daphne thai turned was to the For life Magnificoes, not a beck but glorious in
Bay Tree,
shew,
Whom such seruauntes serue, as challenge seruice In deede mostfrtuolous, not a looh but Tuscanish
of all men
alwayes
Who chiefe Lorde, and King of Kings, but His cringing side necke, Eyes glauncing, Fis
//j'Emperour only ?
namie smirking,
And Poet of right slampe, ouerawith th'Em With forefinger kisse, and haue embrace to the
perour himselfe
footewarde
Who, but knowes Aretyne, das he not halfe Largebelled Kodpeasd Dublet, vnkodpeased halje
Prince to the Princes
hose,
And many a one there liues, as nobly minded at Siraite to the dock, like a shirie, and close to the
all poyntes
britch like a diuehng
Now Farewell Bay Tree, very Queene, and A little Apish Batle, cowched fast to the pale,
Goddesse of all trees,
like an Oyster,
Ritchesl perle to the Crowne, and fayresl Floure French Camarick Ruffes, deepe tilth a witnesse,
to the Garland
starched to the purpose
Fame wod 1 crane, might J so presume, some Euery one A per se A, his tennes, and hauertes
farther acquainiaunce,
in Print,
0 that 1 might? but I may not doe to my Delicate in speach, queynle in araye conceited
destime therefore
in all poyntes
Trust me, not one more loyall seruaunl longes to In Courtly guyles, a passing singular odde
thy Personage,
man,
But what sayes Daphne ? Non omm dormio, For Gallanies a braue Myrrour, a Primerose of
worse lucke
Honour,