Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845.
Sonnet LIV. Barnaby Barnes
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Victorious Conqueror! breake thou the jawes,
Which, full of blasphemie, maligne thy lawes,
Ready to curse, to lie, slaunder, and banne;
Which nothing but abhomination can;
Who, like a rangying lyon, with his pawes
Thy little flocke with daily dread adawes:
Antichrist’s harrould, who with pride beganne
Even into thy triumphant throane to prease,
And therefore his first comfort had forgonne:
The bodie’s ruiner and soule’s disease;
Bawde to that harlot of proude Babilon,
Which mortall man to mortall sinnes inviteth,—
Teare out those fanges with which hee thy flock biteth.