Emaricdulfe

at you will vouchsafe for my sake, to maintaine the honour of so sweete a Saint. Thus crauing you my deare friends to be patrones of these fewe Sonnets : being well perswaded you will excuse my vnlearned writing, in regard you may be assured I am no scholler, as dooth appeare by this my worthles verse : hoping you will receiue my goodwill with content, as I my selfe shall be then best satisfied. And so wishing you both as much comfortable happines, as to my soule... CONTENTS: TO MY VERY GOOD friends SONNET. I.? When first the rage of loue assail'd my hart,SONNET. II. ?Homage to loue, dutie to thee my deare,SONNET. III. ?Why doe I pleade for mercie vnto thee,SONNET. IIII. ?My forlorne muse that neuer trode the pathSONNET. V. ?Nature (Emaricdulfe) did greatly fauour,SONNET. VI.? Within her haire Venus and Cupid sport them:SONNET. VII. I will perseuer euer for to loue thee,SONNET. VIII. Emaricdulf, thou grace to euery grace,SONNET. IX. A wight was clad most Foster-like in greene,SONNET. X. Bvt stay conceit where he best likt to loue,SONNET. XI. Forthwith I saw, and with the sight was blest,SONNET. XII. My cheeks bedew'd, my eies eue[n] drown'd with teares SONNET. XIII. What I did loue and once was lou'd of thee,SONNET. XIIII. One day, ? ten times happie was that day,SONNET. XV. What meane our Merchants so with eger minds SONNET. XVI.? Looke when dame Tellus clad in Floras pride,SONNET. XVII. I am inchanted with thy snow-white hands,SONNET. XVIII. Emaricdulf, if thou this riddle reade,SONNET. XIX. The Heauens and Nature whe[n] my Loue was borne,SONNET. XX. That thou art faire exceeding all compare,SONNET. XXI. Al those that write of heauen and heauenly ioyes,SONNET. XXII. Ye subiects of her partiall painted praise, SONNET. XXIII. Ye moderne Laureats of this later age,SONNET. XXIIII. Oft haue I heard hony-tong'd Ladies speake,SONNET. XXV. Let gorgeous Tytan blush: for of her haire SONNET. XXVI. Emaricdulf reade here, but reading marke SONNET. XXVII. Sweet are the thoughts of pleasures we haue vsde, SONNET. XXVIII. If euer tongue with heauen inticing cries,SONNET. XXIX.? My hart is like a ship on Neptunes backe,SONNET. XXX.? On Tellus bosome spring two fragrant flowers,SONNET. XXXI.? In tedious volumes I doe not intend SONNET. XXXII.? Thy image is plaine porturde in my thought,SONNET. XXXIII.? Emaricdulf my Orphan muses mother,SONNET. XXXIIII.? Emaricdulf, loue is a holy fire SONNET. XXXV. O faith, thou sacred Phoenix of this age,SONNET. XXXVI. When I behould heauens all behoulding starres SONNET. XXXVII. O lust of sacred loue the foule corrupter,SONNET. XXXVIII.? My thoughts ascending the hie house of fame,SONNET. XXXIX.? Image of honour, Vertues first borne childe,SONNET. XXXX.? Some bewties make a god of flatterie,