. An English garner; ingatherings from our history and literature. match thats made for just and true respects,With evenness, both of years and parentage;Of force must bring forth many good jugo dulcis tractus. For where chaste love and liking sets the plant,And concord waters with a firm goodwill,Of no good thing there can be any want. Pari jugo dulcis tractus. Sound is the knot, that Chastity hath tied,Sweet is the music, Unity doth make,Sure is the store, that Plenty doth provide. Pari jugo dulcis tractus. Where Chasteness fails, there Concord will decay,Where Concord fleets, t
. An English garner; ingatherings from our history and literature. match thats made for just and true respects,With evenness, both of years and parentage;Of force must bring forth many good jugo dulcis tractus. For where chaste love and liking sets the plant,And concord waters with a firm goodwill,Of no good thing there can be any want. Pari jugo dulcis tractus. Sound is the knot, that Chastity hath tied,Sweet is the music, Unity doth make,Sure is the store, that Plenty doth provide. Pari jugo dulcis tractus. Where Chasteness fails, there Concord will decay,Where Concord fleets, there Plenty will Plenty wants, there Love will wear jugo dulcis tractus. I Chastity, restrain all strong desires !I Concord, keep the course of sound consent!I Plenty, spare and spend, as cause requires!Pari jugo dulcis tractus. Make much of us, all ye that married be !Speak well of us, all ye that mind to be !The time may come, to want and wish all jugo dulcis tractus. i6 William Byrds First Book SoNQ? Of Sadne^^ y\ND Rostrate, O LORD ! I He,Behold me, LORD ! with not Thine ears ! against my cry,My sad and mourning ditty,Breathed from an inward soul,From heart heartly contrite ;An offering sweet, a sacrificeIn Thy heavenly sight. Observe not sins, O LORD IFor who may then abide it;But let Thy mercy cancel them,Thou hast not man denied melting with remorse and thoughisThought past lighten, LORD ! O hear our songs !Our sins full sore lamenting. The wonders of Thy works,Above all reason reacheth ;And yet Thy mercy above allThis, us Thy Spirit teacheth !Then let no sinner fallIn depth of foul despair;Since never soul so foul there was,But mercy made it fair.
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