EBBA ID: 36173

 
A Mirror of mans lyfe made by a modest virgine Fransisca Chauesia a / Nonne of the cloyster of S. Elizabeth in Spaine burned for the profession of the gospell. / THe onely God of Israell, / Be praysed euer more: / For that to gloryfie his name, / his sayntes he kepes in store. / And to declare his wonderous workes, / which past the witte of man: / How his most pure and sacred worde. / vnto this virgine came. / Who closed was a cloyster Nonne, / and drownd in fylthy sinke: / By taking of the Romish cuppe, / and tasting of her drinke. / Through which both soule & body tread, / the beaten pathes to hell: / Be rent and torne in fylthy lake, / with Deuiles ferce and fell. / But God in Christ our Sauiour, / this Mayden toke to grace: / Who banisht quite all romish ragges, / and gods word dyd imbrace. / As in this mirrour you may see, / made by this martir bright: / Which is a lanterne to our steppes, / of pure and perfite light. / And to confirme the truth therof, / dyd seale it with her death: / With stedfast fayth in fiery flame, / dyd end her vitall breath. / O virgine pure, thou art right sure, / with Christ to rayne, & grace obtaine: / Wherfore to pray, let vs not staye, / our sinnes t'unfold, to God be bold. / Einis. quod. T.VV. / This godly crosserowe, to christians I send with hartie desire there liues to amend.
Date Published 1570
Author Francesca de Chaves
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Imprint Imprinted at London, in Fletestrete at / the signe of the Faucon by Wylliam / Griffith. Anno Domini. 1570.
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Collection Chetham's Library - Halliwell-Phillips
Location Chetham's Library
Shelfmark H.P.469
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    Title A Mirror of mans lyfe made by a modest virgine Fransisca Chauesia a / Nonne of the cloyster of S. Elizabeth in Spaine burned for the profession of the gospell. / THe onely God of Israell, / Be praysed euer more: / For that to gloryfie his name, / his sayntes he kepes in store. / And to declare his wonderous workes, / which past the witte of man: / How his most pure and sacred worde. / vnto this virgine came. / Who closed was a cloyster Nonne, / and drownd in fylthy sinke: / By taking of the Romish cuppe, / and tasting of her drinke. / Through which both soule & body tread, / the beaten pathes to hell: / Be rent and torne in fylthy lake, / with Deuiles ferce and fell. / But God in Christ our Sauiour, / this Mayden toke to grace: / Who banisht quite all romish ragges, / and gods word dyd imbrace. / As in this mirrour you may see, / made by this martir bright: / Which is a lanterne to our steppes, / of pure and perfite light. / And to confirme the truth therof, / dyd seale it with her death: / With stedfast fayth in fiery flame, / dyd end her vitall breath. / O virgine pure, thou art right sure, / with Christ to rayne, & grace obtaine: / Wherfore to pray, let vs not staye, / our sinnes t'unfold, to God be bold. / Einis. quod. T.VV. / This godly crosserowe, to christians I send with hartie desire there liues to amend.
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    First Lines ALl faythfull hartes that feareth God, / drawe neare behold and see:
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