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Unlock these limits, open our confines:
And *breake a sunder* this imprisoning band,
T' inlarge our spirits, and publish our dissignes;
Planting our *ROSES* on the Apenines?
And teach to Rhene, to Loyre, and *Rhodanus* ,
Our *ACCENTS, and the WONDERS* of our Land,
That they might all admire and honour us.
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Whereby great *SYDNEY* and our *SPENCER* might,
With those Po-singers beeing equalled,
Enchaunt the world with such a SWEET delight,
That theyr *ETERNALL* songs ( *for EVER read* ,)
May shew what great ELIZAS raigne hath bred.
What musique in the kingdome of her peace,
Hath now beene made to her, and by her might,
Whereby her *glorious FAME shall nEVER* cease. -------------------------------------------------------------
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<<(LADY) Mary was a poet & translator, and a great patron of learning
at Wilton, the (late-17th cent) diarist and folklorist John Aubrey
says in her entry in his "Brief Lives": "In her time, Wilton House
was like a College, there were so many learned and ingeniose
persons. She was the greatest Patronesse of witt & learning
of any (LADY) in her time.",
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Wilton has been called "the nursery of the English Renaissance",
The countess of Pembroke's Arcadia 1579-81 refers to her,
her brother Sir Philip Sidney wrote it at Wilton, after
his death 1586 she ensured the publication of his works,
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The Ruines of Time by Edmund Spenser
was dedicated to (LADY) Mary, 1592,
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2nd Earl died 19th Jan 1601, age 66 yrs. ..........................................
THE RUINE OF TIME. DEDICATED
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To the right Noble and beautifull Ladie,
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THE LA. MARIE COUNTESSE OF PEMBROOKE.
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MOST Honourable and bountifull Ladie, there bee long sithens deepe
sowed in my brest, the seede of most entire loue & humble affection
vnto that most braue Knight your noble brother deceased; which taking
roote began in his life time some what to bud forth: and to shew
themselues to him, as then in the weaknes of their first spring. And
would in their riper strength (had it pleased high God till then to
drawe out his daies) spired forth fruit of more perfection. But since
God hath disdeigned the world of that most noble Spirit, which was
the hope of all learned men, and the Patron of my young Muses;
togeather with him both their hope of anie further fruit was cut
off: and also the tender delight of those their first blossoms
nipped and quite dead. Yet sithens my late cumming into England,
some frends of mine (which might much preuaile with me, and
indeede commaund me) knowing with howe straight bandes of
duetie I was tied to him: as also bound vnto that noble house,
(of which the chiefe hope then rested in him) haue
soug[H]t to reuiu[E] them by vp[B]raiding m[E]: for that I [H]aue
not shewed anie thankefull remembrance towards him or any of them;
but suffer their names to sleep in silence and forgetfullnesse.
Whome chieflie to satisfie, or els to auoide that *fowle BLOT* of vnthankefullnesse, as I haue conceiued this small Poeme, intituled
by a generall name of the worlds Ruines: yet speciallie intended to
the renowming of that noble race, from which both you and he sprong,
and to the eternizing of some of the chiefe of them late deceased.
The which I dedicate vnto your La. as whome it most speciallie
concerneth: and to whome I acknowledge my selfe bounden,
by manie singular fauours & great graces. I pray for your
Honourable happinesse: & so humblie kisse your ha(n)des.
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. Your Ladiships *EVER*
. humblie at commaund. - E.S.
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shewed anie thankefull remembrance towards him or any of them;
but suffer their names to sleep in silence and forgetfullnesse. ------------------------------------------------------------
__ The Countess of Pembroke's Arcadia, 1593
. . . . . . Dedication
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Now, it is done onelie for you, onely to you :
if you keepe it to your selfe, or to such friendes,
who will weigh errors in the ballaunce of *good Will*,
I hope, for the fathers sake, *it will be PARDONED* ----------------------------------------------------
Art Neuendorffer
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