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ADDRESSED TO THOMAS WATSON,
Prefixed to the Exaroputra.0ua, or Passionate Centurie of Love."
IF graver heads shall count it overlight
*The EKATOMIIA9IA or Passionate Centurie of Love, divided into two parts: whereof, the first expresseth the Authour's sufferance in Love: the latter, his long farewell to love and all his tyrannie. Composed by Thomas Watson, Gentleman; and published at the request of certeine Gentlemen his very frendes. London, Imprinted by John Wolfe for Gabriell Cawood dwellinge in Paules Churchyard at the signe of the Holy Ghost. 4to. n.d. See more concerning Watson in my account of Peele and his writings, and at p. 222. of this vol.
t thy sad Antigone] Sophoclis Antigone. Interprete Thoma Watsono J. U. studioso. Huic adduntur pompa, quaedam, et singulis Tragedia actis derivate; et post eas, totidem themata sententiis refertissima ; eodem Thoma Watsono Authore. Londini eucudebat Johannes Wolfius, 1581. 4to.
Which may bear out a broader work than this,
THE PRAISE OF CHASTITY,
w HEREIN IS SET FORTH, BY way of com PA Riso N, HOW GREAT IS THE CONQUEST OVER OU R AFFECTION S.
From the Pharnir Nest, 1593.
THE noble Romans whilom wonted were,
The wreaths of laurel and of palm to wear,
And so, in robes of gold and purple dight,
Their names renown'd for happiness in fight,
The valiant Greeks for sack of Priam's town,
Have fill'd the world with books of their renown,
The Phrygian knights that in the house of fame
By hot and fierce repulse did win the same,
Thus strength hath guerdon, by the world's award;
If then the mind and body reap reward,
Press then for praise unto the highest room,
More beautiful by wisdom's sacred doom
Queen of content, and temperate desires,
A sovereign power to quench such climbing fires
Champion at arms, re'ncounter with thy foe,
If then stout captains have been honour’d so,
For puissant strength: ye Roman peers, retire,
Than fierce Achilles got by Hector's spoil;
King Philip's imp, that put his foes to foil
Believe me, to contend 'gainst armies royal,
To praise the triumph, not so special,
And, for me list compare with men of war,
This victory exceedeth that as far
Both noble, and triumphant in their kinds,
But that that tangles both our thoughts and minds,
To make thy triumph : sith, to strength alone
But raging thoughts to quell, or few or none,
Or those whom Jove hath lov’d ; or noble of birth:
Did lift Achelous' body from the earth,