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Upon the Death of the noble and vertuous Douglas Howard,
Daughter und Heire of Henry Lord Howard, Viscount Byndon, and Wife of Arthur Gorges, Esquier.
DEDICATED TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE THE LADIE HELENA,
MARQUESSE OF NORTHAMPTON.
By ED. SP.
TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE AND VERTUOUS LADY,
HELENA, MARQUESSE OF NORTH HAMPTON.
I HAVE the rather presumed humbly to offer unto your Honour the dedication of this little Poëme, for that the noble and vertuous gentlewoman of whom it is written, was by match neere alied, and in affection greatly devoted, unto your Ladiship. The occasion why I wrote the same, was aswell the great good fame which I heard of her deceassed, as the particular goodwill * which I bear unto her husband Master Arthur Gorges, a lover of learning and vertue, whose house, as your Ladiship by marriage hath honoured, to doe I find the name of them, by many notable records, to be of great antiquitie in this realme, and such as have ever borne themselves with honourable reputation to the world, and unspotted loyaltie to their prince and countrey: besides, fo lineally are they descended from the Howards, as that the Lady Anne Howard, eldest daughter to John Duke of Norfolke, was wife to Sir Edmund, mother to Sir Edward, and grandmother to Sir William and Sir Thomas Gorges, Knightes : and therefore I doe assure my felfe that no due honour done to the White Lyon, but will be most gratefull to your Ladiship, whose husband and children do so neerely participate with the bloud of that noble family. So in all dutie I recommend this Pamphlet, and the good acceptance thereof, to your honourable favour and protection. London, this first of Ianuarie, 1591. Your Honours humbly DAPHNAIDA.
* which I bear unto her husband Master Arthur Gorges, a lover of learning and vertue :) See the Life of Spenter, in which Sir Arthur's literary attainments are noticed. TODD.
WHAT-EVER man he be whose heavie
mynd, With griefe of mournefull great mishap opprest, Fit matter for his cares increase would fynd, Let reade the rufull plaint herein exprest, Of one, I weene, the wofulft man alive, Even fad Alcyon, whose empierced brest Sharpe forrowe did in thousand
But whoso else in pleasure findeth sense,
In stead of them, and their sweet harmonie, 13 Let those three Fatall Sisters, whose fad hands
Ver. 4. Let reade] For “Let him read." Jortin.
Alcyon] So he names Sir Arthur Gorges in Colin Clouts come home again. TODD.
Ver. 16. Let those three Fatall Sisters, &c.] He imitates the invocations of Chaucer, Tr. and Cr. L. i. 6.