Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of King James the First. 1847. To the Most Rare Vertue of True Humlilitie. Vpon the Crowne of Thornes XLI. Anonymous
KING GODFREY 1 would not weare A diadem of golde, When Christ his Lord did beare A crowne of thornes, whose every cruell folde That royal head did teare; 5 Dipping their sharp points deepe, While angels stood to weepe, In that most precious bloud, Whose venerable floud Made wither’d stockes green bud, and leaues to beare. 10 Godfrey’s deuotion Findes now a starry crowne, In city more by much Noble and faire then that recouered towne. Whom Christ’s thornes doe not touch, 15 Whom his blood mooueth not, Who hath Christ’s loue forgot, Were he the greatest thing That euer was call’d king. At being spurn’d to hell ought not to grutch. 20
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