. Thule; or, Vertues historie. unda-tion, those Spires and antique towersThat crown the watery glade than Francis Rous,—and this it is, as an accomplished10successor observed to me in pointing out the fine portrait 9 That metrical version of the Psalms which was one day to be thecherished treasure in joy or in affliction of every Scottish Charles I, 1628-37, vol. i, p. 52. 10 The late Dr. Hawtrey. viii Introduction. of him yet preserved in the Masters Lodge, which, in spite of his11 Mella Patrum, and Anthony Woods disparaging character, still makes one look at the Speaker o
. Thule; or, Vertues historie. unda-tion, those Spires and antique towersThat crown the watery glade than Francis Rous,—and this it is, as an accomplished10successor observed to me in pointing out the fine portrait 9 That metrical version of the Psalms which was one day to be thecherished treasure in joy or in affliction of every Scottish Charles I, 1628-37, vol. i, p. 52. 10 The late Dr. Hawtrey. viii Introduction. of him yet preserved in the Masters Lodge, which, in spite of his11 Mella Patrum, and Anthony Woods disparaging character, still makes one look at the Speaker of Barebones Parliament with a feeling of profound respect. J. CROSSLEY, PRESIDENT. 11 A compilation by Rous from the fathers, published at his expence,with this title, in 1650, in a volume of nearly 1000 pages, but in whichthe Greek fathers are given in the Latin translations, and the texts areexceedingly inaccurate. THVLE, Or Vertues Hiflorie. To the Honorable and vertuous MiftrisAmy Avdely. By Francis firft At London Printed by Felix Kingfton, for Humfrey Lownes. 1598. To the Reader. NOr lift I craue the gentle Readers prayfe,Nor make bafe prayers to the Critick eares,Nor humbly beg for vndeferued bayes,My bolder Mufe no cruell cenfure feares :Let ftarueling Poets and that bafer fort,To wrefted fauour witles heads exhort. Nor doe I feare thofe Scyllaes dogged heades,Which ftill are barking at the paffingers ;And fate their thirftie iawes on worthier deedes,Scorning the bones of threedbare carrion verfe :My Mufe fhall flie thofe Bafilisks afpecl:,Which with their poyfned rayes all things infeft. The fixteenth fpring had with her flowrie vaileWrapt all the earth,warmd with thapproching Sunne,And did gainft winters ragged force preuaile;Who ftreight to cold Cocitus ftreames did runne:Where in congealed froft for deepe difgrace,He wilfull hides his blufhing hoary face. When I too yong doe driue this chariot,Plowd vp the furrowes of my fruitles wit,And in this f
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