For forth the ashes of foule Obloquie,
Burn'd with the firebrands of slandrous lyes,
This peerelesse Phœnix, crown'd with victory,
Still doth renue himselfe and never dyes,
And on the wings of Honour mounts the skies,
Whereas his soule rests in Iehovah's arme,
Scorning the checks of dunghill Scarabies,
And all the bitings of that viprous swarme,
Whose tongues are ever prest to worke his harme.
Burn'd with the firebrands of slandrous lyes,
This peerelesse Phœnix, crown'd with victory,
Still doth renue himselfe and never dyes,
And on the wings of Honour mounts the skies,
Whereas his soule rests in Iehovah's arme,
Scorning the checks of dunghill Scarabies,
And all the bitings of that viprous swarme,
Whose tongues are ever prest to worke his harme.
Cousin, me thinkes the mysterie is deepe,
That they which Shepheards doe in shew appeare,
Clad in the habite of a simple sheepe,
Whom neither pride nor envy commeth neere,
Should be transformed to an ugly Beare,
And play the Wolfe so fitly in the end,
As a dead man asunder for to teare,
Whom in their life they never durst offend,
Proving a savage Vulture to their friend.
That they which Shepheards doe in shew appeare,
Clad in the habite of a simple sheepe,
Whom neither pride nor envy commeth neere,
Should be transformed to an ugly Beare,
And play the Wolfe so fitly in the end,
As a dead man asunder for to teare,
Whom in their life they never durst offend,
Proving a savage Vulture to their friend.
Yet thus, we see, somes Cookes are wont to use
The silly sheep, which whilst be breathes the ayre,
They never dare adventure to abuse,
Or seeke the harmelesse creature to impayre:
But when the bloudy Butcher doth not spare
Within his throte to sheath the murdring blade,
They streight disioynt his members without care,
And cut and mangle him before them layd,
More cruell then the Butcher by their trade.
The silly sheep, which whilst be breathes the ayre,
They never dare adventure to abuse,
Or seeke the harmelesse creature to impayre:
But when the bloudy Butcher doth not spare
Within his throte to sheath the murdring blade,
They streight disioynt his members without care,
And cut and mangle him before them layd,
More cruell then the Butcher by their trade.
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