GABRIELS' SALUTATION TO MARIE.  
MADE BY JAMES COCKBURNE.  
Ingressus igitur Angelus ad eam, dixit, ave gratìs dilecta, dominus tecum est, benedicta tu inter mulieres.  Luc. 1.28.  printer's device of Henry Charteris being used by Robert Charteris (McKerrow 307), representing the embodiment of Justice and Religion 
JUSTITIA. RELIGIO.  SWM CVIQVE DEUM COLE HIS SUFFULTA DURANT. HC 
EDINBURGH PRINTED BY ROBERT CHARTERIS Printer to the Kings most Excellent Majesty. An. Dom. MDCU.   

TO THE AUTHOR.  
GO prosecute that sacred course of thine,  
And use the subject that's unused too long.  
The fruitful treasures of a rich Engine,  
That's spent approving right disproving wrong,  
May make divinity seem more divine:  
Whilst by a ravishde soul divinely sung:  
This in all minds doth great delight infuse,  
To hear things heavenly of an heavenly muse.  
W. A. of Menstrie.   

TO THE HONOURABLE LADY OF HIGHEST HOPE MISTRESS Ieane Hammiltone, Lady Skirling.  
HOnourable Lady, having nothing of worth to present your Ladyship, I have presumed to offer to the Schryne of your gracious clemency the humble sacrifice of my devote sincerity: whereby I have bewrayed rather a will to obey, than any skill to deserve your ladyships protection. For (well I wot) these few disordered lines are too weak a prop to bear the burthene of your al-fleing fame. Yet calling to mind your ladyships worthy disposition, I am persuaded my attempts will rather be buried in silence, nor smiled at with disdain, and the rather be bucaus I am obligate your Ladieships in all duties ever and ever.  
From Cambusnethane the xxv of December. james Cockburne.   

INVOCATION.  
WHat time the Cock with wide displayed wing  
Did beat his breast, and then proclaim the day:  
His peirsing note unto my thoughts did bring  
My duties all, and first how I should pray.  
Then on my knees I turned me where I lay,  
With mourning speech even thus I did begin:  
O Lord, I thee beseech thy justice stay:  
Call not to mind the life I lived in.  
Grant me thy spirit that I may rightly run  
Unto that Lamb that did thine regor mess,  
To off●r thee by him for highest sin  
A broken heart for burning sacrifice:  
Then I besought that all the three in one,  
The work would bless my pen had undergone.   

TO THE HONOURED LADY OF HIGHEST HOPE MISTRESS JEANE HAMmiltone Lady Skirling.  

NOT to the worldling waltering in his wealth,  
Nor to the usurer recounts his gain:  
Not to the sick, whose thought is on his health,  
Nor to the insolent of life profane:  
Not to the ignorant of brutish brain,  
Nor to the stupid Stoic will I send thee:  
Not to the learned, whose knowledge with disdain  
Will scorn the Poet that so lowrdlie pend thee:  
Not unto babes, whose age cannot defend thee,  
Nor siluer-seeking Minstrels for to sing:  
Not unto careless men, who when they end thee,  
Vnclosde will thee within some window sling:  
But to a Lady sweet I will thee offer,  
Who having read thee, closely will thee coffer.   

THAN fairest fair, whose matchless manners mild,  
And haughty thoughts dimerites high affection:  
Who might have been the mother of that Child,  
If any Gentile had been in election.  
But since it is (I speak it with correction)  
Thou art no jew, but in the jew indented  
By grace, love, mercy and by free adoption  
Of that great God our misery prevented:  
Then praise his Name the way so well invented,  
Praise thou the spirit that sanctified the birth,  
Praise jesus Christ so freely that consented  
To  his godhoode with the filthy earth:  
Praise all the three, they only crave Peccavi,  
Changed hopeless Eva in an happy Aue.    

GABRIEL HIS SALUTATION TO MARIE.  

1.  
OUT from the orders of the Angels all  
Sings holy hymns about the throne of grace,  
The Lord commands to come unto his call  
The winged Gabriel, strait to embrace  
An happy charge for eves unhappy race:  
Who since her husband's fall had lain within  
The foul alluring baits of filthy sin.   

2.  
Swiftly he came, sweetly the Lord did say,  
Thou that hes oft my message borne in ire  
Kings to destroy, and countries did deny  
My godhoode great, with hot consuming fire:  
Go now in peace, let all thy rich attire  
Be Azure hue, bright stars therein thou fix,  
I will my justice with my mercy mix.   

3.  
I will redeem, recall, I will reclaim,  
Not by desert, but by adoption;  
Not for their merits but my glories Name,  
No not compelled, but at my option  
The house of jacob by my only Son,  
Borne of a Maid, and the believers all  
That breathes beneath my ever-moving Ball.   

4.  
I will perfit my promise made indeed  
To the first man through facilnes that fell:  
That his begot should bruise the serpent's head,  
Whose birth in beauty should the rest excel,  
Then where that Virgin rests I will thee tell,  
Of all the Tribes that I have ta'en for choose,  
The famous Nazareth doth her enclose.   

5.  
Pure are her thoughts, chaste are her actions all  
Firm is her faith, and fervently doth pray:  
Divine in Spirit, devote on me to call:  
Resolved in heart, at every hour to pay  
The death her dew, or yet content to stay:  
So are her virtues known, so flies her fame,  
Betrothde she is, blest Marie heght her name.   

6.  
Salute the maid with humble duties dew,  
Discharge my charge with reverence and fear:  
Seen shall it be (although it seem untrue)  
That of my Son she is the mother dear:  
For when with glory great thou draws near  
And warbles forth thy voice, thou shall perceive  
The holy Spirit the Saviour conceive.   

7.  
Thus said the Lord, when Aeol's windy Fan  
The weeping dew from tender trees had rend,  
And when the horned-Moone with visage wan  
Her borrowed light had back to Titan sent,  
That all the night before he had her lent:  
And this he said, while all the host of heaven  
Proclaimed his glore for such commission given.   

8.  
And having said, his arms abroad he threw,  
And blest the messenger before him lay:  
Then silent sat, away the Angel flew,  
And in the Air his wings did wide display:  
He clave the clouds and cut the vapours grey,  
He made the heavens admire, the waters wonder,  
To see his glore, and hear his thuds of thunder.   

9  
With holy Canticles and hymns he sings  
The joyful news of man's salvation,  
In flames of fire were graven between his wings  
The Birth, the Burial, and the Passion  
The Death, the Rising and Conception,  
Of jesus Christ, yea and the total sum  
Of all his wondrous works that were to come.   

10.  
Drunk with delights, sweet Nazareth he sought,  
That place he compassed thryfe aroud and over,  
In Mary's presence shortly is he brought,  
Grave was his grace, while he on wing did hover,  
At last his heaven-borne sight he did uncover:  
And with a shudder all the house he spangled,  
With twinkling dew unto his plumes were tangled.   

11.  
Amazed at first, but not greatly aghast,  
To see his glory great, she changed hue:  
A blushing redness swiftly came and passed  
And daintily her whiteness did subdue  
The lightning rays that from her eyelids flew,  
When sudden joy made tumbling tears overflow,  
Would soon have set an heap of hearts on low.   

12.  
The first seen sign of her true chastity  
Round fleeting flew, and cannopyed her skin,  
Two frothy globes of equal quantity  
Played on her breast, with veins blue, blushing, thin:  
Her tempting mouth above her dimpled chin,  
Her ranks of pearl, her half up-spreading Roses  
Still other kissed, while still each other closes.   

13.  
Between the branches of her body lay  
Great Egypt's wonders in the holy Print:  
Whereon she read, and having read would stay  
To meditate, how Moses meek was sent  
To that proud Prince, who never would repent,  
Till all his Chariotes, wheels and Assle trees  
Indented were with sands amidst the says.   

14.  
Whiles would she turn and overturn the leaf,  
Whiles gravely gather up some sentence dark:  
Whiles sadly sit twixt doubting and belief,  
How the first age was closed within an Ark:  
Whiles with her foremost joint she would remark  
The trembling sacrifice that Abram old  
Made of his tender Son with courage bold.   

15.  
At last her heart did kindle up her spirit:  
Her spirit commanded both her knees to bow.  
On yielding knees the Lord she did entreat,  
Her pithy prayers pure he would allow,  
Which in his presence there she did avow:  
desiring that in heart he would resolve  
The apprehensions high she did revolve.   

16.  
What means the borough so round about her hang,  
Whose glancing rays ●…ew Opal changing hews?  
What means the winged spirit so sweetly sang,  
The second Ad●… 〈◊〉 with joyful news?  
What boy it is my ●…ped spirit 〈◊〉?  
With Angel's eyes, what 〈◊〉 these words of mirth  
Glory to God, and peace to 〈…〉   

17.  
At these her words her 〈◊〉, her 〈◊〉  
His beauty's blaze forbade her to admire  
For lo the sanct, his message to ●…fold  
Proclamde these ●…ggied words with ●…yling cheer,  
Hail Virgin pure, 〈◊〉 David's daughter dear,  
Hail well of 〈…〉  
The Lamb 〈…〉   

18.  
Hail Marry mild replenished with grace,  
Beloved of God, 〈◊〉 of all the 〈◊〉  
That of the bleeting eves of Adam's race,  
This only blessing great ●…ngs to thee:  
Then to discharge thy message given to me,  
I bless thy actions all, I bless thy name,  
I bless that blessed babe springs of thy wambe.   

19  
The holy, happy salutation given,  
New admirations through her fences ran,  
With thoughts confused and stented eyes to hevaen  
Unto the winged Spirit she thus began  
Am I a mother never knew a man?  
Or with the scornful maids shall I be loathed,  
Whose only fault is this, I was betrothed.   

20.  
Free flees my thoughts, unspotted is my fame,  
I loathe all company that may allure,  
I balance not my pleasures with my shame:  
With Iepthes girl I live a Virgin pure,  
I scorn to be enrolled as sichem's hure:  
Therefore the Lord in his appointed day  
Will grant salvation to this tent of clay.   

21.  
I never went to see nor to be seen,  
To Timbrel sound I never carol song:  
I never danced in Cabinet nor green,  
Short passages, nor moving Measures long,  
Earring of gold in treasse never hang  
Like twinkling stars, I never learned to smile  
With rolling eyes, nor ●…rging ●…earde style.   

22.  
I never show my snowwhite swelling globes,  
To give the insolent the more ●…yte  
I never walked in silken shining robes,  
The feeders: of our facile appetite:  
Dittayes of love I never did endite,  
I never used perfumed nor painted face,  
Nor ●…ted Courtly beck with mincing pace.   

23.  
No Marie, no, thy spotless thoughts are known,  
Thy faith is seen to the all-seeing eye:  
Through all the earth thy blessings shall be shown,  
Then fear thou not reproachful in fa●…ie,  
The Spirit in God shall overshadow thee:  
By him thou shalt conceive that Holy one,  
That sit for ever shall on David's throne.   

24.  
Great shall he be, his Kingdom shall not move,  
Over all the house of lacob shall he sway:  
All power shall be granted him above,  
The corners of the earth shall him obey,  
The Gentile Kings to him shall tribute pay  
Upon their knees in honour of his birth,  
At Bethlem, with gold, incense and mirth.   

25.  
heavens soldiers shall scum the topless skies,  
And sound the phamphere of his fame on high:  
Priests, Propheits, patriarchs with holy cries,  
That night about poor shepherds heads shall fly:  
The Angels and Archangels in degree,  
And winged Cherebins with warbling voice,  
Round in a ring shall mightily rejoice.   

26.  
With all the blessed troops hierarchies,  
As powers, thrones and dominations:  
Blessed Serphins and Principalities,  
Victorious Martyrs with immortal Crowns,  
Young innocents pure virgin whose renowns  
'Gainst all assaults have kept their chastity,  
As mid-wyve skilled that office shall supply.   

27.  
Now while these melodies shall mountains move,  
And every Angel shall another lead:  
This wonder wondrous for to approve,  
Each shepherd shall tune on an oaten read,  
With lylting loud fast homeward shall they speed:  
And cause the country people all convene,  
To praise the Lord, for wonders by them seen.   

28.  
Then shall the Ocean tumble up her sand,  
And press her bounds to break, thy Son to see:  
The wandering stars shall twinkling over him stand,  
Which was the guide to Herodes Princes three:  
The fiery lamp of heavens blue canopy  
Lest he be last his service to advance,  
Shall give thy babe good-morrow with a glance.   

29.  
All flesh shall fold, all Nations shall have peace,  
sybilla's prophecies no faith shall have.  
By him the Delphin Oracle shall cease,  
The Gentiles gods no longer shall deceive:  
And if thou would of me this question crave,  
What name he heght these errors shall expel?  
Many they are, but first Immanuell.   

30.  
The Gentiles hope, and jacobs' morning star,  
The rock of rain, and the corner stone:  
The flower of jesse, that doth sent so far,  
The trew-Messias and that holy one:  
The Prince of peace, the Resurrection  
A Christ, a jesus and a Saviour,  
A Lamb, a Silo and a great Pastor.   

31.  
The furnisher of faith, the mercy sait,  
The Sanctuary great of man's refuge,  
The Lords anointed and his ruler great  
The word, the way, the Prophet and the judge:  
The Ruther of the Ark in the deluge:  
The bread of life, the Alpha and the end,  
The Dove that No in his embassage send.   

32.  
The well of life the bread sent down from heaven,  
His Father's Image beautiful and fair,  
Brightness itself, to whom all glore is given:  
The first begotten and his Father's Air:  
The serpent strong the hells all-spuilzier  
The bishop of our souls and brother dear,  
Blessed be thy belly such a babe doth bear.   

33.  
Now while this winged Spirit had told this tale,  
The sweet alluring looks and comely grace,  
The maid that at his entry seemed pale  
Shined like the birneist beams of Titan's face,  
Dread left her thoughts, fear gave high joy the place,  
Her eyes, ears, heart, and tongue were all content  
Unto his happy charge to give consent.   

34.  
Thou the Creator of all creature:  
That form the globe, the morning and the nights,  
That set the says, and made the air so pure,  
That spangled all the heavens with fiery lights,  
Confirm thy promise made in all our sights:  
And let thy handmaid find that happy blessing  
Which Israel's Dames could not obtain by wishing.   

35.  
With hyssop purge and purify my heart,  
Direct thy Spirit to  me with his wings:  
Thy graces great on me, pure me impart,  
Mount up my earthly thoughts to heavenly things:  
And since that I even of the King of Kings,  
The mother am, Lord lift my voice on high,  
With some sweet song thy name to magnify.   

36.  
As this he said, the sweet renewing Ghost  
Clad with a cloud begouth to do his dew,  
With glory great he filled the house almost,  
Like to a Turtle white his Image grew:  
Between the Angel and the maid he flew  
With soft, sweet, sober course, and then did light  
Between her lips, then vanished out of sight:   

37.  
O far-fetched fainting breath, o chivering chin,  
O flightring heart, and eyes entomb in tears,  
O hollow warbling throat, now now begin  
With never tiring tune to fill the ears  
Of every creature my blessing hears:  
O happy soul, see thou these verses warp,  
Like these sometimes were sung to David's Harp.   
MARY'S SONG.  

THE heavens eternal al-foreseeing King,  
Our thoughts deep searcher, Nature's father great  
The world's strong Mover, founder of all thing  
Within the round and the infernal pit:  
Strange graces hes he granted unto me,  
That without sin I should sing lullaby.   

From high he hes beheld my pure estate,  
And made my flightring Spirit his praise proclaim.  
His kindness hes no period nor date,  
To all him loves, all holy be his name,  
The proud he hes despised for love of me,  
And bids me sing on high sweet lullaby.   

He hes deject the mighty from their thrones,  
And mounted humble hearts of poorest spirit:  
Refreshed he hes the hunger-steruing bones  
Of simple souls lay begging by the street,  
He hes sent down his Angel unto me,  
And bids me rock the babe with lullaby.   

That happy promise now he will fulfil,  
Made in sweet eden's glancing garden gay  
To Abram on the sacrificing hill.  
To him whose Harp drove Saules evil spirit away:  
He hes resolved the mother I should be  
To his dear dear, and sing sweet lullaby.   

For which sweet song the gwerdone shall be given,  
When hopeless age hes pointed out my end,  
The fourth place in the Diamantive heaven,  
Where troops of winged spirits shall me attend:  
And on the earth each age shall speak of me,  
For singing their sweet saviours lullaby.   
FINIS.