Christopher Goodwyn Poems

As it fortuned me for to passe
Thrughe straunge countres my solace to take.
Whan the feldes were resplendent and couered with grasse
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Go forthe lytell quayre with full due reuerence
Unto the prynces of beauty souerayne
And the humbly submyt vnto her magnyfycence
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Go forth lytell boke, and do thy selfe present
Unto my yonge ladyes, & maydes of eche a state
Prayenge them with the to be content
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Thus Ioue, myne owne maystresses all
To (Chryst) I comende you, that sytteth on hye
Unto whom my prayers, I (Offre) shall
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Beholde you yonge Ladyes, of hyghe parentage
And you yonge virgyns, of eche degre
Here is a pamphlet, euen mete for your age
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Upon a certayne tyme as it befell
I was all pensyfe and thoughtfull in my herte
For sondry thynges whiche I knewe full well
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