E HONI SOIT QVI MAL Y PENSE  English royal blazon, surmounted by a crown R  
AN exhortation to all English Subiects, to join for the defence of queen ELZIABETH, and their native country.  
¶ Printed by Richard johnes.   

AN EXHORTATION to al English Subiects.  
AWake each English wight,  
both high and low awake:  
fear not the froward boasting brags,  
that foreign foes do make,  
Conspiring you to spoil,  
for sticking to the troth:  
And for reforming vile abuse,  
of such as lived in sloth.  
But way the rightful ground,  
and state wherein you stand:  
And mark th'accursed cruel case, that they do take in hand.  
You do your sacred faith, and countries soil defend  
T'abollish faith, and conquer you, they surely do intend:  
Each cause of yours may cause your hart, great comfort take,  
Each cause of theirs may justly cause, their coward hart to quake  
They hope perhaps to haue, some help within this Ile,  
But sure I trust their firmest friends, will justly them beguile.  
For though they think that some do so digress from kind,  
That subtle peevish practices, can change their English mind:  
I trust if trial hap, they shall haue their deserts,  
Not traitors aid, but sharp reuenge by trusty English harts.  
think they we force so light the English soil,  
Our native country so long kept, will we now lose with foil:  
Our kindred and allies ▪ our wives and children dear,  
Shall we not seek to shield from death: shall we so vile appear.  
I hope what ever cause may cause debates to bee  
The douht to lose life, lands and goods, will cause us to agree:  
To join our willing mindes, our goods and greatest force,  
T'annoie our foes, to shield ourself from bloody stained corpse,  
What should us daunt one jot: or make us be dismayed,  
Let never threats of foreign foes, make English men afraid:  
look back to ancient writ of valiant enterprise:  
And see with how great foils their foes your elders did agrize,  
The French haue often found the force of English harts,  
The Spaniards( if they call to mind) haue felt thereof their parts  
The Scot can make no boast of many overthrows,  
The stories tell in most attempts, these bare a way the blows.  
We that haue then so oft, been used to victories,  
Shall we now doubt for to subdue, such deadly enemies:  
Nay rather think we sure, that such their plagues forepast,  
To deal with us within this isle, will make them sore aghast.  
I trust, as of one realm, even so they shall us see,  
Of one allegiance, of one heart and firm fidelity:  
Behold the woeful state, our neighbours stand still in,  
By cloaked craft, and show of soothe, their sortowes did begin.  
What trains by tyrants tried, what store of guiltless blood,  
even from the harts of innocents, was  shed with cruel mood  
No faith, no truth, no law, nor natural love took place,  
O cursed Caines, O cruel facts, O deadly woeful case.  
Those that did nothing doubt, defended for to bee,  
do now with bitter tears lament, their heavy 'haps you see:  
Their land and riches great, confiscate to the spoil,  
That they & theirs in many yeares, haue won with painful toil  
And shall we think to find, more courtesy then those,  
If we permit and notwithstand, the force of foreign foes:  
Nay rather this deceit may drive us for to dread,  
And of such like most subtle slight, to take most careful heed,  
Our foes like friends, will fain to come for our souls health,  
But God doth know their foul prentense: they shoot but at our wealth,  
With loss of life to all, let each himself assure,  
The protestant and papist both, like torment shall endure.  
In histories we red( each wight take heed therefore,  
The traitor to his country soil, is never trusted more:  
No, not by such as wan the goal by his deceit,  
Who rather cuts him off before, he work a second sleit.  
Though some by fear be fled, for that they need not dreede,  
And some again for want of wit, or want of better reede  
When they shall wisely wey, what realms haue run to wrack,  
Where such as they with foreign foes, their own haue sought to sack:  
Though now they be abused, yet God I hope will than,  
So rule their hearts for countries cause, to change thē every man,  
To help the hope they haue, for that we not agree,  
( As they suppose for sacred writ) most justly forceth me:  
To call to mind th'aduise of Scorios host alone,  
The Romans in dissension then, that he would set vpon.  
Not so, then Scorio said, I not allow your reede,  
For that were even the nearest way, to make them soon agreed  
For argument whereof, two Mastiues forth he brought,  
And deadly foes he did them make, by cause right aptly sought:  
A wolf put forth in place, no sooner in their sight,  
But they as friends their common foe, did set vpon with spite.  
Let then our foes forecast, in seeking us to sack,  
That natural love in English harts, shall not be seen to lack.  
And lack we men to fight ' nay were there ever more.  
More active, or more firmly bent, to kill their common foe:  
Munition wanteth not, nor ordinance for war,  
Each store-house stuffed, each private house, hath furniture from fat  
Our queen hath courage stout, hir subiects to defend,  
Her people haue as willing mindes, their goods and life to spend.  
The cause is chiefly Gods, whom ever his elect,  
Haue found most ready from their foes, to shield them & protect,  
Examples manifold for proof hereof most strong,  
I might allege, but some perhaps, would think the work too long  
Let this therefore suffice, and let us firmly trust,  
God never did, nor never will, forget them that be just.  
Let each repent in hart, and mend that is amiss,  
Then God no doubt our chief defence, will take us to be his ▪  
Who grant us all t'agree, our country to defend,  
And to vouchsafe into our harts, his holy spirit to sand.  
That we may grace obtain, by his most gracious will,  
Let every well disposed wight, cry out unto him still:  
look Lord on Englands state, we humbly pray thee then,  
And grant that each true English hart, consent to say, Amen.   
FINIS.