Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
89 The lamentable life and death of Prince _Alfred_ brother to
King _Edmund Ironside_. 605
90 The treacherous life and infamovs death of _Godwin_ Earle of
Kent. 622
91 The life and death of _Robert_ svrnamed _Curthose_ Duke of
Normandie. 639
92 The memorable life and death of King _Richard_ the first,
surnamed _Cœur de Lion_. 673
93 The vnfortvnate life and death of King _Iohn_. 699
94 The wofvll life and death of King _Edward_ the second. 726
95 The lamentable lives and deaths of the two yong Princes,
_Edward_ the fifth and his brother _Richard_ Duke of York. 766
96 The tragicall life and death of King _Richard_ the third. 785
97 The Poem annexed called England’s _Eliza_. 813
PART V.
_Dedicatory sonnet to Lady Elizabeth Clere._ 817
_Advertisement to the Reader._ 818
_The Induction._ 819
98 Englands _Eliza_, or the victoriovs and trivmphant reigne of
that virgin Empresse of sacred memorie, _Elizabeth_ Queene of
England, France and Ireland &c. 828
[Illustration:
[THE
Mirrour for Magistrates,
AS] A
WINTER
NIGHT’S
_VISION_:
Being an addition of svch Princes especially
_famous, who were exempted in the_
former Historie.
PART IV.
_By_ RICHARD NICCOLS,
Oxon. Mag. Hall.
From the edition imprinted by Felix
Kyngston, 1610.
]
To the Right Honorable, the Lord Charles
Howard, Earle of Notingham, Baron of
Effingham, Knight of the noble
Order of the Garter, Lord high
Admirall of England, Ireland
and Wales, &c. one of
his Maiestie’s most
Honorable priuie
Counsell.
As once that doue (true honor’s aged lord)
Houering with wearied wings about your arke,
When Cadiz towers did fal beneath your sword,
To rest her selfe did single out that barke:
So my meeke muse, from all that conquering rout,
Conducted through the sea’s wilde wildernes
By your great selfe, to graue their names about
Th’Iberian pillars of Joue’s Hercules:
Most humblie craues your lordly lions aid
Gainst monster enuie, while she tels her storie
Of Britaine princes, and that royall maid,
In whose chaste hymne her _Clio_ sings your glorie:
Which if (great lord) you grant, my muse shall frame
Mirrours more worthie your renowned name.
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