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Christian meditations upon eight Psalms of the prophet David. Made and newly set forthChristian meditations vpon eight Psalmes of the prophet Dauid. Made and newly set forth
Christian meditations upon eight Psalms of the prophet David. Made and newly set forth by Theodore Beza. Translated out of French, for the common benefit, into the vulgar tongue by I.S.Christian meditations vpon eight Psalmes of the prophet Dauid. Made and newly set forth by Theodore Beza. Translated out of French, for the common benefite, into the vulgare tongue by I.S.
Imprinted at London : In Bacon house, by Christopher Barker, printer to the Queens most excellent Majesty, 1582Imprinted at London : In Bacon house, by Christopher Barker, printer to the Queenes most excellent Maiestie, 1582
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
15 The air was wont to resound from East to West, those sonnets of gladness, whereof thou diddest minister to me both the matter and the making. Now the heavens and the earth do ring of my lamentable cries, woe begone that I am lying on the ground,2 and languishing like her that hath nothing left, but the skin bound to the bones.
15 The ayre was wont to resounde from East to West, those sonnets of gladnesse, whereof thou didest minister to mee both the matter and the making. Nowe the heauens and the earth doe ring of my lamentable cryes, woe begone that I am lying on the ground,2 and languishing like her that hath nothing left, but the skinne bounde to the bones.
- 15 For the voice of any groaning my bones do cleave to my skin.5 For the voyce of any groning my bones do cleaue to my skinne.
- 26 I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the deserts.6 I am like a pelicane of the wildernes: I am like an owle of the deserts.
6 There was no quarter of the ⟨image 44⟩world where I was not lodged in palaces most beautiful and princely, which thou haddest so well founded, builded, and trimmed for me: in which I took pleasure to see thee in thy great beauty, and to be recreated with thy most clear and cheerful voice, (in deed a heavenly happiness:) Now nothing is to be seen but ruins, in which hardly can I descry some appearance of that which hath been: every where are horrible deserts, hideous caves, wherein nothing is heard but the howlings of shriek owls, night ravens, and such like doleful and unlucky black night birds.