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Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845.

Sonnet XXVIII

V. Barnaby Barnes

FORTRESSE of hope, anchour of faithfull zeale,

Rocke of affiance, bulwarke of sure trust,

In whom all nations for salvation must

Put certaine confidence of their soules’ weale:

Those sacred misteries, deare Lord! reveale

Of that large volume, righteous and just.

From mee, though blinded with this earthly dust,

Doe not those gracious misteries conceale:

That I by them, as from some beamesome lampe,

May find the bright and true direction

To my soule blinded, marching to that campe

Of sacred soldiours,—whose protection

Hee that victorious on a white horse rideth

Taketh, and evermore triumphant guideth.