O Ierusalem! that thou shouldst now turn Turke, and Sions hil, where holy rites of yore were vs'd: Oh! that within that holy place should lurke such sacrilege: whereby Ioue's name's abusde. What famous Greece, farewel: thou canst not bost thy great renowne: thy wit, thy learning's lost. The further search I make, the worse effect I finde: All Asia swarmes with huge impietie: All Affrick's bent vnto a bloody minde: all treachers[178] gainst Ioue and his great deitie. Let vs returne to famous Britton's king, whose worthy praise let all the world goe sing, [Footnote 178: = traitors [treacherous]. G.] Great Tetragramaton, out of thy bounteous loue let all the world and nations truely know, That he plants peace, and quarrell doth remoue: let him be great'st on all the earth belowe. Long may he liue, and all the world admire, that peace is wrought as they themselues desire. What Vnion he hath brought to late perfection, twixt Nations that hath so long contended: Their warres and enuies by him receiue correction, And in his royal person all their iars are ended. And so in briefe conclude, ought all that liue giue thanks to him for ioy that peace doth giue. By power and will of this our mightie king reason doth shew that God hath wroght a wonder: Countries distract he doth to Vnion bring and ioynes together States which others sunder: God grant him life till Shiloe's comming be in heauen's high seate he may enthronized be. VIII. ON THE DEATH OF LORD CHANCELLOR ELLESMERE'S SECOND WIFE IN 1599.[179] You, that in Judgement passion never show, (As still a Judge should without passion bee), So judge your selfe; and make not in your woe Against your self a passionate decree. Griefe may become so weake a spirit as mine: My prop is fallne, and quenchèd is my light: But th' Elme may stand, when with'red is the vine, And, though the Moone eclipse, the Sunne is bright. Yet were I senselesse if I wisht your mind, Insensible, that nothing might it move; As if a man might not bee wise and kind. Doubtlesse the God of Wisdome and of Loue, As Solomon's braine he doth to you impart, So hath he given you David's tender hart. Yr. Lps in all humble Duties and condoling with yr. Lp. most affectionately Jo. Davys.