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Issue No. 35.. 
 
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 ANTHONIE COPLEY. 
 
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A FIG 
 
 FOR FORTUN 
 
 BY 
 
 ANTHONIE COPLEY. 
 
 PRINTED FOR THE SPENSER SOCIETY. 
 
 1883. 
 
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 Pkin'Ted by Charles E. Suims, 
 Manchester. 
 
A FIG FO 
 
 Fortune. 
 
 Re6la Securus. 
 A. C. 
 
 LONDON 
 Printed by Richard lohnes for C. A. 1596. 
 
To the Right Honourable 
 
 Anthonie Browne, L. Vicompt Mont-ague, euerla- 
 Jling glorie to his vertices. 
 
 FLie vale-bred Mufe to heauen-high Mont-ague 
 Honoring thy playneffe with fo quaint afpire : 
 It is a haggard Hawke that neuer knew 
 
 The Fawlkoners fill: ; It is a drowfie fire 
 
 That yeelds nor flame nor fume ; It is an idle voyce 
 That nere was hard to tune nor found, nor note nor 
 
 Great Mont-ague ; thrife great in Vertues glorie (noifc. 
 
 And therfore dulie great in my affe6lions, 
 
 Whom not a Pick-thanke fpirit of flatterie 
 
 But well aduifed zeale to your perfe6lions 
 
 Mooues to inftile you fo : Though likewife fo you be 
 In the fublimitie of your blood and Vicomptie. 
 
 Daigne in your grace the fpirit of a man 
 
 Difaftred for vertue ; if at leaft it be 
 
 Difafter to be winnowed out Fortunes Fan 
 
 Into the Fan of Grace and Sionrie 
 
 Wherin repurify'd to Gods eternall glorie 
 The Deuill rues in man old Adams injurie. 
 
 Though meane and merit-leffe the Mufe may feeme 
 
 To your aduice ; as not from Helicon, 
 
 Yet well I hope the matter will redeeme 
 
 That frail default, as fpirited from Sion : 
 
 If Sions holie name be gracious to your eare 
 Hold it in gree ; elfe for the zeale to you I beare, 
 At leaft your happie Names faire liuerie let it wearc. 
 
 Your Lordfh. humblie at commandement. 
 
 Anthonie Copley. 
 
The Argument to 
 
 the Reader. 
 
 ■iN Elizian oict-cajl of Fortune, ranging on his 
 \Iade Melancholie through the Defert of his 
 . affliSlion, in hope to find out fome where either 
 eafe or end of the fame, liapneth firfl upon Ca- 
 toes ghoflafpirit of Difpair & fclf-7nifdoom 
 ■which perfwades him to kill himf elf e: But, for 
 fhe ended her Oratory with a Sulphur vaniflifro out his fight, he 
 mifdoubted both her and her tale. Thenpofting onward through 
 the refidue of the night ; he next chanceth on thefpirit of Re- 
 uenge ; She perfwades him blood and treaeherie againfi all his 
 enemies, as th'onlie means to remount to priftin bleffe in defpight 
 of Fortune : Butfite likewife manifefiing in the end thetreafon of 
 her tale by afudden ivhip aivay from his eye at the fight of break 
 of day in the Eafi, left him alfo eonceipted of her daunger. 
 Thirdly, rapt from off his Melancholie (which now began to 
 faint vnder him at the light of a new day of Grace) he zvasfud- 
 dcnlie mounted vpon the Steed of Good Defire, and by him 
 brought to Mou7tt-Sion the Temple of Peace ; where by Cate- 
 chryfius an Hermit (ivJio greatlie woondred to fee a diftrefsed 
 Elizian in tlwfe partes vnder fo happie dales <?/ Eliza) he was by 
 him in the houfe of Deuotion catechized, and there alfo cele- 
 Jlially arm' d by an Angell, and within a ivhile after in-denized 
 by the high Sacrificator a Champion of that Temple againfi the 
 infults of Fortune; ivhom I haue titled by the name o/Dobleffa 
 
 A 4 in 
 
The Argument. 
 in refpe£l of the double danger both of her luring and lowring 
 inconjlaticie : She, whiles the Sioniies were all inpeacefull adora- 
 tion of Almightie God in tlie Temple, came with her Babello- 
 nian-rout to afsault the place, but was eftfoons by the valure of 
 thofe Tempters fhamefullie repulfed: Yeafl and thankes was 
 made to God therfore throughout all the 'Region; in whichfolem- 
 nitie the Grace of God houering ouer the multitude in the Pro- 
 cefsion-time like a virgin attended vpon with all the Court of 
 heatien,fhowr'd downe Rofes aniongfi them, leaning them there 
 afcamblingfor the fame. The Elizian was one that fcambled his 
 lap-full among the refl: aiidfor he thought it was hisfoueraigne 
 Ladie Eliza, and thofe 'Rofes hers,he was fuddenly in ioy therof 
 rapt Itome againe to Elizium. 
 
 Faultes efcaped in printing. 
 Pag 5. Lin 18 Itfhutsitfelfeandis. read. Doefliutthemfeluesandare. 
 P. 8 1 3. TO giue thy felfe read, to giue thy iiefli. 
 P. 16. 1. 10. aw-Iike read. auHke. 
 P 64. 1. I. PeacefuUie aduance. read, pace-fully aduance. 
 
for Fortune: 
 
 Efted in fable vale, exild from loy, 
 I rang'd to feeke out a propitious place 
 Where I might fit and defcant of annoy 
 And of faire Fortune, altered to difgrace, 
 At laft, euen in the confines of the night 
 I did difcerne aloofe a fparkling light. 
 
 Then fet I fpurres vnto my Melancholic, 
 A lade wheron I had ridden many a mile, 
 Which leffe then in the twinkling of an eye, 
 Brought me vnto that fatall lights beguile : 
 Where I might fee an agonizing beaft. 
 Bleeding his venym blood out at his breft. 
 
 His vpper fliape was faire-Angelicall, 
 The reft belowe, all whollie Serpentine, 
 Cole-blacke incroching vpon his peftorall, 
 And rudely inrowlled in a Gorgon-twine, 
 His eyes like Goblins stared heer and there, 
 In fell difdayne of fuch diffigured geare, 
 
 B 
 
 At 
 
2 A FIG FOR FORT VNE. 
 
 At lafl; he fpi'd me, and ftaring on my face, 
 He rear'd his mongrel-lumpe vp towards me, 
 Fainting and falling in his Deaths-difgrace, 
 And yet enforcing ftill more ftabbes to die. 
 Then thus he vauntingly began to tell me 
 Of fuch his fortitude in aduerfitie. 
 
 Welcome deer gueft (quoth he) to Catoes Ghoft, 
 Welcome true witneffe of my fortitude, 
 Seeft thou not how this hell-blacke fhape almoft 
 Hath quite fubdu'd my vpper-albitude ? 
 It is aduerfitie vpon my ftate, 
 Which fee how I reuenge it defperate. 
 
 With that, as with a new fupplyed flood 
 
 The angrie ftreame beares quite adowne the riuer 
 
 All obftacle with vnappeafed mood : 
 
 So his enraged hand did fierce deliuer 
 
 Frefh death-ftabbes to his loath'd mortalitie 
 
 Euan at the naming of aduerfitie. 
 
 And then in four-fold mifconforted voyce 
 Of Life and Death : Rage and Difdaine, he added : 
 Whilom I was a man of R.omes reioyce 
 Whiles happy Fortune my eftate vppropped : 
 But once when C?£far ouer-topped all. 
 Then (loe) this mid-night fhape did me befall. 
 
 Then 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Then gan I to conceipt my Cenfure-fliip, 
 My Senatorie-pomp, and libertie 
 AH bafe-fubjeaed to his Tyrant-whip : 
 My mind was mightie againft fuch miferie, 
 And rather would I die magnanimous 
 Then Hue to fee a C'^sar ouer vs. 
 
 It was ynough that the Theffalian fieldes 
 Suckt vp the mutuall bloud-fhed of our men, 
 That Pompey dies, and all the Empire yeeldes 
 To C'^fars dauncing Fortune, and Omen : 
 Cato muft die as free from feruitude 
 As he difdaineth Cxfars altitude. 
 
 Yet for my Countrey is a part of me, 
 
 And it is all fubje6led to difgrace, 
 
 Loe, that's my ferpentine obfcuritie 
 
 For which I fpight, and fpit on Csefars face, 
 And ftab me with a quaint difdaine and anger 
 Becaufe I will not liue in Csefars danger. 
 
 Thou therefore that doeft feem a doleful! wight, 
 View me the prefident of Cares redreffe, 
 And if that Fortune be aboue thy might 
 Yet death is in thy power and readineffe : 
 
 Difdaine Misfortune then t'infult vpon thee 
 
 Seeing that to die is all fo faire and eafie. 
 
 B 2 Death 
 
4 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Death is miffortunes monarchizing foe, 
 Prime Nature of Almightie fortitud, 
 Eternall Sanfluarie from vnreft and woe, 
 Fames Arke, and all our frailties Period : 
 Our lyfes true touchftone, natures offertory, 
 ^nd bridge to fweet Eliziums eternitie. 
 
 And as for bafe ^duerfitie, what is it ? 
 But Gloryes graue, a coward mindes ingalley, 
 The carrion of our lyfe, fuppreffe of fpirrit, 
 Shadow of Tones hate : Difdaines obloquie, 
 Helles ongate, an Owlifli conuerfation, 
 ^11 loyes deprife, and forrowes invndation. 
 
 Looke not fo downe agaft at what I fay. 
 
 But with a generous erefted front, 
 
 Number thefe willing woundes (my hartes defray) 
 
 To Glory fole land-ladie of this account .- 
 
 They are the Tythes I pay to eternall Fame : 
 There is not any one of them prophane. 
 
 Be not injayld to bafe Aduerfitie, 
 
 Rather flip out thy life at gloryes windoe, 
 
 One ftab will fend thee to eternity, 
 
 And rid thee quite and cleane of all thy woe. 
 Then there lies life-leffe all Calamity, 
 Thy name and Spirrit fayre amountes to glory. 
 
 It 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 It is not as vulgaritie efteemes 
 Sincere worth to be bebleft of Fortune, 
 A fickle Dame that commonlie mifdeemes 
 Thofe that her fauours moft of all importune. 
 
 Bleffe thou thy felfe, and if that Fortune curfe thee, 
 Die in defpight of her, and her difcourt'fie. 
 
 Oh what a bafe ingenerous fight it is, 
 To fee men crooch and pewle at her vaine Altars, 
 Offring their prefents to her peeuiflmeffe 
 And therewithall, their necks vnto her haltars : 
 Be thou fubfiftant of thy felfe alonely, 
 And if thou canft not Hue, yet die with glorie. 
 
 Fie on thofe lowtifh growt-head lobbernowUes 
 That (lander Nature with their Modicums, 
 I tell thee Natur's like to Marygowldes, 
 Largely difplay'd to twentie thoufand Sunnes, 
 Which if they ceafe to fhine in Majeftie, 
 It fhuttes it felfe, and is content to die. 
 
 Thy Spirrit is a particle of lone, 
 It fcornes indignitie and meane fuffize, 
 Like as a flame, or oyle, it mounts aboue, 
 And take but Glory from it, and it dies : 
 
 Yet dies it not, but to indignitie, 
 
 Mounting by Death, to Fames eternitie. 
 
 B 3 There 
 
6 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 There is no hell like to declined glorie, 
 Nor is Prometheus Vulture halfe fo fell 
 ^s the fad memorie of a happie ftorie 
 To him, that in aduerfitie doeth dwell : 
 Ah, let him die that is not as he was, 
 With ending bleffe breake he the houre-glaffe. 
 
 What booteh it to liue in bafe contempt 
 In euer melancholie-adumbred mood ? 
 A fable to the vulgar babblement, 
 A muddie ebbe after a Chryftall flood ? 
 Out with thy candle, let it burne no more. 
 When once thou art become the worlds eye-fore. 
 
 ^nd tell not me of dutie vnto life ; 
 
 Nature is as indifferent to death, 
 
 Life led in joyes abandon and deprife 
 
 Is Natures deeper graue, then earth beneath : 
 
 It is not death, that which the world calles dying, 
 But that is death, which is all joyes denying. 
 
 Nature difdaines all groffe encountring meat 
 Fore-fed with Y\e5lar, and Ambrofian fweetes, 
 And Night that is the merrie dayes defeat 
 We fee how Nature giues it drowfie greetes .• 
 Now .• Sleep by night is but a filent figne 
 How fweet it is to die in loyes decline. 
 
 And 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 And then as is the morrowe-dawning day 
 
 A frefh re-bleffe to Natures next awake ; 
 
 So to the wretch that dies difgrace away 
 
 Elizium is his fecond lifes partake : 
 Where he fhall triumph in eternity, 
 And Fame the Chanteclere of fuch his glory. 
 
 Loe, I a prefident before thine eyes ; 
 This gore imports the glorie of my Ghoft, 
 Who but fore-weening Csefars tyrannies 
 Fore-doom'd my felf in care-preuenting poft 
 Then thou that art a verie wretch indeed, 
 Oh, why deferreft thou fo long to bleed ? 
 
 Out with that layle-bird of aduerfitie, 
 Difdaine to liue at Natures joyleffe leafure : 
 Bale drown'd in gore and magnanimitie 
 Is an vpdiue to all eternall pleafure : 
 
 Thinke what a Fame-renowned thing it is 
 In crimfon floods to warfare bafe de-bliffe. 
 
 Deferre no longer then thy doome of death. 
 But Champion-like confound Calamitie, 
 Profperities Satrap feares not to vnflieath 
 His kil-care blade gainll flefhes fearful frailtie : 
 Flefh of it felfe will one day turne to dufb. 
 Then doome it thou thy felfe fmce fo it mufl. 
 
 13 
 
 Thou 
 
8 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Thou would'ft not gladly eate an Abricocke, 
 Or Peache vnpar'd, becaufe their rinde is bitter, 
 And fear'ft thou then to giue thy felfe the flocke, 
 That fo vnkindely bittereth all thy better ? 
 Oh, off with it, and yeeld thy fweetes to lotie, 
 And he will counter-fweete thee with his loue. 
 
 He will imbofome thee in his embrace, 
 And loye-embalme thee in his ZTeauen-delights, 
 Thy skarres and gafhes he will faire-deface, 
 And fanftifie thee with alhallowed rytes : 
 Thou fhalt be as a Meteor ouerfhining 
 All mortall glory in her duft declining. 
 
 There will we meet thee in Vermilion veft, 
 I, Otho, Anniball, and all the reft, 
 Fames choifeft Martyrs, who in Fates deteft, 
 Doom'd all our felues to euerlafting reft. 
 There will we magnifie thy happie woundes, 
 And high applaud the with Crownets & Crownes. 
 
 With that I drew out my emboldened blade, 
 
 Refolu'd to maffacre my loathed life : 
 
 When (loe) the Ghoft from out my fight did vade. 
 
 As though to tell his loite of my arife : 
 
 But fuch a Sulphur ftench hee left behind him 
 That I in dreade thereof fhooke euerie lim. 
 
 And 
 
 14 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 And thenvithall my fword fell to the ground 
 And I mifdoubted feme illufion : 
 Such was the fafetie that then I found 
 In drowfie dread, and deaths confufion ; 
 Prophanely fpoken : t'was no frailties deed, 
 But God alonlie flood thee then in fteed. 
 
 So then remounted on my Sable jade, 
 I rang'd ore craggy cliffes and defart dales 
 In way-leffe wander, and in Horrors fhade, 
 One while conceipting Catoes death-auailes, 
 And then anon refle6ling on his ftinke, 
 Thus ftrayd I moft in dread & deaths inftinft. 
 
 Thrife drew I out my dagger for to ftab me 
 And then fo oft I muf'd why Cato flunke fo. 
 Me thought there fhould no fuch difglory be 
 In facred Ghofts, freed from the filth of woe : 
 So was my moody mindes perplexed wander 
 Partial on lifes behalfe gainfl deadly danger. 
 
 Then on I rode, and riding through a dale 
 
 Hell-like adumbred with a duskie gloome, 
 
 A fuddaine fatall blaft did me affaile 
 
 Axii. droue me to a fecond damned doome, 
 
 Where I might fee a more then hell-black finger 
 That pointed me, and faid : Loe yonder, yonder, 
 
 C With 
 
lo A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 With that my Melancholy ftar'd round about 
 And like a whirle-wind pofted to the place, 
 Where I might heare a voyce that roared out 
 Reuenge, reuenge, thy doUorous difgrace : 
 And then eftfoons all in a Sulphur-flame 
 Appear'd vnto my fight a fhape of fhame. 
 
 H&x face was skowle regarding on the ground, 
 Her eyes like Heclas euer-fparkling fires, 
 Her finger on her mouth was a dumbe bound 
 Of her Cyclopian frets and fell defires : 
 In th'other hand fhe bare a fierie fheafe, 
 ^nd all her body was as pale as death. 
 
 /fer haire was Snake-incurl'd Medufa like, 
 Hauing the power t'inftone me where I flood : 
 So was I fenceleffe all but in diflike 
 And deadly horror of fo dread a Bug : 
 At laft fhe fretted out an angry noife 
 And thus infpeeched it into a voice. 
 
 Feare not my wan and moody mifproportion, 
 For (I confeffej I am no fondlings joy, 
 Nor am I of a wanton difpofition 
 As is the God of Loue that idle boy. 
 Yet am I a joy in another kind 
 To fuch as in vn-ioy mofl ioy doe find. 
 
 i6 
 
 I am 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. ii 
 
 I am Reuenge, the doome of iniuries : 
 The Mifers refuge, and reuiue to bleffe 
 Occafions A rgus, pith of Tragedies 
 The fumme of pollicie in all diftreffe : 
 
 Wrathes thunder-bolt, and triumph ouer thofe 
 
 That in their jollltie work others woes. 
 
 Th'injurious Gallant in his Commick braue 
 I agonize with vnexfpe6ted bale, 
 Becaufe he fhall not thinke that in the graue 
 Lies nought but impotence and deaths auaile ; 
 
 rie (hew him that the worme hath power to moue, 
 ^nd none fo lowe but may amount aboue. 
 
 There is a Phoenix of ^duerfitie 
 That faire refults from her incinderment, 
 And dares to braue with an vndaunted eie 
 Profperities fhine, & brighteft blandishment : 
 It is Reuenge, t'is I can ftare it out, 
 And make it by difgrace the Mifers flout. 
 
 I rear'd Corelian from his exile fbate 
 To triumph ouer '^omes ingratitude, 
 y^nd C^far I did whollie animate 
 To down with Pompeys fcornfuU altitude, 
 
 H'xs fute deni'd him by the Senate-houfe, 
 
 Did caufe me make him Rw«^-Emperious. 
 
 C 2 Of 
 
 17 
 
12 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Of latter dayes a Bourbon in difgrace 
 
 I arm'd againft his Lieges injurie, 
 
 A nd gaue him vidlorie at Pania chace 
 
 Where he beheld him in captiuitie : 
 
 What though he were a Traitor in fo doing, 
 Tis ftatelie done to ouer-top a King. 
 
 To be faire Fortunes euer Carpet-darling 
 Is femall glorie : But Reueng'd difgrace 
 That's truly Mafculine, and rich triumphing : 
 Al peace-content is too too cheap and bafe : 
 What manhood is it ftill to feed on Chickins 
 Like infant nurfe-boys in nice Fortunes kitchins ? 
 
 Giue me the man that with vndaunted fperit 
 
 Dares giue occafion of a Tragedie : 
 
 ^nd be content for his more after- merit 
 
 To be downe beaten from felicity : 
 
 To th'end that with a fierce amount he may 
 Re-bleffe himfelfe in fpight of Fortunes nay. 
 
 T'is braue to plunge adowne into the deep 
 Avidi fo vp-bound againe aboue the wane, 
 To be continually a mountain-fheep 
 Is Cockrell-like, it is a dung-hill braue : 
 The crauin Cocke is hartleffe from his hill, 
 Shame to be fo that haft a manly will. 
 
 18 
 
 To 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 13 
 
 To be depof 'd from bliffe by injurie, 
 
 Is double glorie to remount to it, 
 
 Nor is thy title loft to dignitie 
 
 Vnleffe fuppreffe of fpirite forfeit it : 
 
 Misfortunes power cannot foyle thy right, 
 Doe thou but beare a minde in her defpight. 
 
 We cannot fay that man is ouercome 
 That ftill beares vp his arme againft his foe. 
 Nor that he is fmcerely out-run 
 Whom the Corriuals trip doth ouerthrow : 
 What ere is loft with fore-wits vnpreuention, 
 Win it againe with after-wits contention. 
 
 This humane fate, fometime to flip and fall, 
 
 But to ingrouell in durt is beaftlie bafe : 
 
 To rife againe, oh that is louiall. 
 
 Or els reuenge to death the downe-difgrace : 
 Therefore, thou haft a fpirit of defpight, 
 As well as in good hap to take delight. 
 
 The gallant man vnhorft amidft his foes 
 Fightes to the death his lateft wrath away, 
 And when he can no more : with mops and mowes 
 Hq floutes both them, and Death, and Deftinie : 
 
 So if not Vi6lor, yet vnvanquiftied 
 
 H& dies to euerlafting liuelihed. 
 
 C 3 Be 
 
 19 
 
14 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Be not as is the coward 5corpion 
 That rounded all about with afhie embers 
 Difpaires and dies in felfe deflruflion 
 Renting with fierce enrage his venym members : 
 But if that lone nill ayde thy fortitude 
 Downe to all AcJtaron, and the Furie brood. 
 
 Hell holdes in honor the braue minded man 
 That knowes the price and value of his head. 
 That meafures not Renowne by inch or fpan, 
 But by th'eternitie of loues Godhead, 
 That skornes to brooke bafe infelicitie. 
 Or pocket vp degraded dignitie. 
 
 And haply loue himfelfe fupplants thy flate 
 To fee how thou canft fcamble vp againe, 
 And fcuffle manly with malignant fate 
 To a redoubled glories rich attaine : 
 
 Then cheerly man : inhearten all thy fperrites 
 And dead Reuenge thy miferies demerites. 
 
 Loe, I thy Aduocate vnto the Hagges 
 Will ftill importune thy Profperitie, 
 And be at hand with poifon, and with dagges 
 To execute each plotted tragedie : 
 
 Misfortune fhall not fcoffe at thy confufion, 
 If hell and I befriend thee in coniunftion. 
 
 20 
 
 Lay 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 15 
 
 Lay but thy hand vpon thy confcience. 
 And faire in-vow mee in an earneft fpirit, 
 So fhalt thou compaffe Tragick confequence 
 On all thy foes that now fo frollick it. 
 
 They fhall no longer feaft vpon thy frets 
 
 Nor regifter thy woes in their banquets. 
 
 Thou fhalt eniowle them one againft another 
 With hoftill jealoufie, and dead debate : 
 I tell thee (man) all friendfhip is unfure 
 Founded vpon anothers downe eftate : 
 
 Nor ioyes he long againft Reuenges doome, 
 That wrong in-ftates him in anothers roome. 
 
 //eauen is the Arbiter, and wils it fo, 
 I and the Furies are the inftruments 
 To aft that iuftice in all tragicke woe, 
 Now is it in this cafe our good intents 
 To ioyne with vs thy manuall a6l heerin 
 That more then priftin glory thou maift win. 
 
 But fay thou winne not priftin glory by it 
 Yet fhalt thou fee thy foes in downe difgrace, 
 Thy felfe fhalt a6l it, fuch fhall be thy merit, 
 And fuch thy glorie in a higher place : 
 What greater glorie can betide the Vale 
 Then force the Mountaine-top adowne to fall ? 
 
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 So fhall thy glorie not be loft, but left, 
 Yea loffe to them that all fo dearly buy it, 
 When thou fhalt Phoenix-like of bliffe bereft 
 Rife from thy ruines to a higher merit : 
 Degraded from a puppit Commicke-flage 
 To aft the ftatelie Tragick perfonage. 
 
 Chang'd to a faire enfiered Salamander 
 Breathing Reuenges bright and facred flames, 
 Which high infpirits men to lofty matter 
 In quaint difdaine of aulicke infant games ; 
 Games of the bodie, follies of the minde, 
 Oh, how t'is bafe to Hue fo like a Hinde. 
 
 Nature hath giuen you male and female willes, 
 
 The one wherwith to couet meriments, 
 
 The other to deteft all aduerfe ils. 
 
 Now is almightie loiies great woonderments 
 More in his Thunder-boltes then in his fweetes. 
 To fhew Reuenge more woorth then Pleafures greets. 
 
 Then arme thy felfe Reuenges Champion, 
 
 To bandie away thy foes, and all difgrace 
 
 With polliticke difsimulation 
 
 Of contrarie language, and contrary face : 
 As the Camelion changeth ftill his hue 
 With euery obie6l cuUor : fo change thou. 
 
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 So maifl: thou clofe Camelion-like conceale 
 Thy tragicke (hape of Horror and Reuenge, 
 Whiles' they mifdoubting not thy falfe reueale 
 Are caught vnwares hke Woodcocks in a fprenge, 
 
 Such is the honour of Aduerfitie, 
 
 With fleightes to vndermine Profperitie. 
 
 Be to thy oath, as th'Ape is to his blocke, 
 Sometimes fticke to it, fometimes flit from it 
 As pregnant pollicy may thee prouoke : 
 T'is foole-fmcerity, and want of wit 
 
 To make a pot to breake thy head withall, 
 Or rather not to break it firft of all. 
 
 Vfe Friend and Foe, and Neuter all alike, 
 Onlie as inftrumentall implements 
 To thy defigne ; thy aymed ftroke to flrike .* 
 And fee them but with ayery complements : 
 That done, and thy affaire effefted, 
 Deftroy them all for feare thou be detefled. 
 
 Dead dogges barke not, nor ftands it with thy honour 
 To be vpbrayded with a curtefie ; 
 Much leffe to be employd in like deuoir 
 According Quid pro Quaes feruilitie : 
 
 Such is the fumme of perfeft pollicie 
 
 To worke fecurely with Vulgaritie. 
 
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 Be clofe, and lealous in each action 
 
 For that clofe dealing is good Speeds affurace ; 
 
 And lealoufie's the Sentinell of Caution ; 
 
 And bear thou ftill in mind this circumftance ; 
 If all good fortune, and aduife fhall faile thee 
 To haue a flarting hole for after-fafetie. 
 
 T'was meger Prudence in the antique Sages 
 That but with Goodnes could rccure an Euill : 
 Giue me the man that with wittes pollices 
 Can Saint a Deuill with another Deuil .• 
 
 That can fo fhift, and fhuffle the cards in fift, 
 As turne vp whatfoeuer Trump he lift. 
 
 T'is Heauens attaine to fend thy foes to Hell 
 With mutuall murthers in Seditions field : 
 The vpper Buckets fall into the well 
 The lowers faire amount we fee doth yeeld : 
 
 Such is the merit of Reuenges deed, 
 
 With others wrack to work thine own good fpeed. 
 
 At leaft to die in well appeafed wrath 
 
 And in furuiue of all thine enemies 
 
 Is flately dying : t'is faire lie downe and laugh, 
 
 A nd an vp-rife to loues benignities, 
 E/iztum and Fame in after ages, 
 Reuenges bleffed Rightes and ^ppennages. 
 
 Then 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 19 
 
 Then come, imbrace me with a firme affent 
 And thinke no idle voyce follicits thee ; 
 I tell thee ('man) in thy arbitrement 
 Lies all thy glorie, and felicitie ; 
 
 rie be thy hand-maid heer in earth belowe, 
 
 The reft abouc great loue he will beftow. 
 
 So fayd, fhe rear'd her skowle down-looke on 
 yind vagranlie regarding round about 
 In Period-pawfe ; At laft as one beftraught 
 She ftar'd, and trembled, and began to powt 
 And fuddenly fhe vanifht out of fight 
 Becaufe now in the Eaft it dawn'd day-light. 
 
 Euen fo (quoth I) is it Reuenges guize 
 To be in force by Night, be gone by Day ? 
 Such is not the inllinft of Paradize, 
 God graunt it be no Plutonicke affray : 
 Oh what it is to be a mortall man 
 Subiefl to all the guiles and fleights of Satan. 
 
 Yet for her fpeech was confonant to Nature, 
 I wiflit Ih'had been an Oracle of truth ; 
 So credulous is Angers moodie vigure 
 When once it is in-Csefared in youth : 
 
 And hand in-handed with a quaint Difdaine 
 
 Iniurious difglorie to fuftaine. 
 
 D 2 Yea 
 
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20 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Yea what is not the mifer apt to doe, 
 What not beleeue to mittigate his euiU ? 
 Well may he faine a patient outward hue, 
 But not exile his inward damned deuill, 
 The Vulture of defpite that neuer dies 
 But rents and teares his heart in rauin-wife. 
 
 Now Chanteclere the vigill of the night 
 Crew broad day-light : when Titan in the Eaft 
 Peece-meale appearing in his priftin bright 
 Broad-waked euery creature, man and beaft, 
 Ech mufick-bird bebleffmg his amount 
 Both in the humble vale and haughtie mount. 
 
 When floe) my jade vnfprighted, and vnnighted, 
 Rag'd and engag'd himfelfe to all aduenture 
 Ore hedge, and ditch, and flood, fo fell affrighted 
 He was to fee the Sunne, fo fhone a creature : 
 All as the Tench in waterles defpaire 
 Beateth himfelfe to death in fpight of ayre. 
 
 So on I hafted at my jades beheft, 
 ^s ^\\\\ovQ. Phaeton in his skyey carte, 
 Weake (God he knowes) to rule fo fierce a beaft, 
 Deadly feare-frighted both in harte and arte : 
 
 But whome our Lords fafe prouidence befpeedeth, 
 No humane power of heart or arte he needeth. 
 
 At 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 21 
 
 At laft in procefle of an ouer-tire 
 
 My moody beaft ftood ftill in palfie-wife, 
 
 Trembling and fainting in a daunted ire, 
 
 (Such is the end of Rages ryotize .•) 
 
 Then had I leafure for to looke about me, 
 And (loe) I fpide a Rock in fhining glorie. 
 
 I hy'd me to it with a pleafing pace. 
 And yet not pleafant, for t'was all too flow : 
 So flight is Melancholie to darke difgrace 
 And deadly drowfle to a bright good morrow ; 
 Yet on I march'd, and marueil'd at the fight, 
 I neuer in all my life faw thing fo bright : 
 
 ^s more and more I neer'd vnto the place 
 ^■0 by degrees my Melancholy fainted, 
 When (loe) anon with a religious pace 
 A fnow-white lennet towards me aduanced : 
 His name was Good dejire, his faddle greene 
 Was 'R.etterend Solace of a godly fpleen. 
 
 Whereat my jade afi"righted and defpighted 
 6'ped all to naught as myft before the Sonne : 
 When I eftfoons internallie delighted 
 Was rapt by Good dejire vnto Deuoiion : 
 
 A penall place, yet parcell of the rock, 
 
 And brighter then the Noony Zodiack. 
 
 D 3 There 
 
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22 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 There kneel'd a reuerend 5"ophie all in teares 
 With needle-pointed Difcipline correfling 
 His Flefhes frailtie : Oh how he befmears 
 The place with penall bloud, and blubbering : 
 JH'is hart was wholly fixt on Chrift his Paffion, 
 So fhew'd his Crucifixe-contemplation. 
 
 Before him was a Death's-head full of wormes, 
 The piflure of a Graue, and an Hower-glaffe, 
 A map of Doomfday, and //ell in fearfull formes, 
 And Heauen figur'd all in 6"aintlie follace : 
 //"is pale and megre countenance areeded 
 His fpare poor fare, and how hard he bedded. 
 
 Standing behind him, he was In a trance, 
 And I betooke my Eie to a fteddie gaze, 
 My Mind to an amaze at fo great fuffrance. 
 So penall fuffrance in fo bright a place. 
 And now I fee (faid I) there is a bliffe 
 Euen in Aduerfitie what ere it is. 
 
 And thus afide I argued the cafe : 
 
 In place fo bright what meane thefe drearements ? 
 
 A heauie cafe deferues a dolefull place 
 
 Since bale and bleffe are aduerfe Complements : 
 And yet the Glowe-worme in the darkeft night 
 Though blacke it be, fhines foorth a ftarry bright. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 23 
 
 Cato and Reuenge were blacke, and both to blame 
 Th'one in fulphure ftenche, th'other in Lights abhorr, 
 And Melancholye was the lade of fliame 
 That darkeling brought me to that dnbble dorr ; 
 A better horfe I hope hath brought me hether 
 For both the place is bright, and tis fayr weather. 
 
 Long haue I rang'd to finde a place of eafe 
 Whear I may paffe away my penfiue playntes, 
 And happly if this be now that place of peace 
 Heer reft I euer in my woes attayntes : 
 
 Heer in this Caue, and in this fable fhrowde 
 Dye I a CaytifTe, vnder Fortunes clowd. 
 
 This aged man and I will both together 
 Complaine in common our calamytie ; 
 That haply whiles we flriue t'outplaine each other 
 Suche our ambition may fwage our miferie, 
 Or both at once, may cracke as ouerftrained. 
 Ambitious dying is a glorie gained. 
 
 But (well I wot) thou wrong'ft this holy place 
 
 By mif-conflru6ting it to care and bale, 
 
 T'is puddle facrilege fo to difgrace 
 
 The grace of God, through errors rude mifprifall : 
 
 What though the man doe feeme difconfolate, 
 
 Somewhat it is doth thee exhilerate. 
 
 For 
 
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24 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 For why, I felt my fpirit all poffeft, 
 
 With a reuiued hope to happineffe ; 
 
 It was the Grace of God in my ynreft 
 
 That in-lie cheer'd me vp to future bleffe, 
 Deer gift of God, the Chara6ter of life 
 And heauenly make-peace of our ghoftly ftrife. 
 
 It is the Raye, and Speech of heauen to man, 
 The Rainebowe-pledge of Gods beneuolence, 
 The Limbecke of our juftice, and the Fan 
 That winnoweth fm away from innocence : 
 Prime moouer, and efficient caufe of good 
 To all that are redeem'd with Chrift his blood. 
 
 Whiles thus with infant-zeale I did applaud 
 The in-come grace of God into my heart 
 In full deteft of fore-affe6led fraud, 
 Loe, now this penall Sage began to ftart 
 
 From out his trance, and with a heauenlie voyce 
 And armes a croffe, he bid his foule rejoyce. 
 
 Reioyce (quoth he) at this eternall truth. 
 
 The man is bleft that for Gods juftice fake 
 
 Suftaines with Patience reproch and ruth, 
 
 Our Lord hath promift that he wil partake 
 
 His heauen to him : 77is name be praif'd therfore, 
 And fo he kift the Croffe, and faid no more. 
 
 With 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 25 
 
 With that my heart exulted in my breaft, 
 As faire prefaging weale vnto my woe ; 
 For why I was not vulgarlie diftreft 
 But, for a caufe that bore an honeft Ihowe, 
 
 Yet for my frailtie was impatient 
 
 I long'd for fpeedy death or folagement. 
 
 Then ftept I to that man of Myfteries 
 With careful! Complement leaft to offend, 
 When he eftfoons with reuerend arife 
 Did recompile me like a perfeft friend : 
 
 The teares of joy that trill'd adowne his chin 
 Did fweare what true affeflion was within. 
 
 And laftly he thus embracingly befpake me, 
 Welcome {Elizian-vazn) a thoufand fold 
 More deere and fhone to Catechryfius eye 
 Then all the Pleafant pride of Pearle or Gold : 
 Rare, yea all too rare are now adayes 
 Elizas fubjedls feen to paffe this wayes. 
 
 Belike yee are a Paradized people 
 That fo contain your felves in home-delights. 
 As though that only vnder your fteeple 
 And no wher els were all May-merry Rights : 
 A bleffed people ye are, if it be fo 
 And yet me thinkes thou feem'ft a man of woe. 
 
 E Whereto 
 
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26 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Wherto I anfwered all with humble thanks : 
 Firfl, that I was the man he took me for 
 Ered and brought vp on fayre Elizas bankes, 
 Next, did I largely fliew him furthermore 
 How bleffedly we Hue, as hee had heard 
 Vnder Elizas peacefull power and guard. 
 
 ^nd as for my peculiar diftreffe, 
 I tolde him fo I feem'd, and fo I was 
 The Rag of Fortune : Badge of bafe deblefTe, 
 The 6"punge of care, a broken Hower-glaffe : 
 The Finger-man of fhame, and Obloquie 
 Downly degraded from Felicitie. 
 
 I told him of my dreary journement 
 On moodie Melancholie ; and how I fped 
 With Cato, and Reuenges babblement, 
 And how, along the Defart as I fled 
 I met with Good Tiejire a goodly Steed 
 That brought me thether in my ghoftly need. 
 
 I would haue told him more of my arange 
 Euen all the verie confcience of my cafe, 
 Zhe caufe of fuch my reprobate exchange 
 From bleffe to bale : & how fro place to place 
 
 Bowndleffe in care, I rang'd to bownd my Fate, 
 
 Content tp die : but not die defperate. 
 
 But 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 2; 
 
 But he eftfoones preuented me, and faid : 
 
 Oh happie thou, if fo thou knevv'ft thy hap, 
 
 I tell thee (man) thou art right faire apaid 
 
 Exild from Mammon into I ejus lap : 
 
 Come fit we downe, and I will fliew thee how 
 In this diftreffe, thou mayft nor breake, nor bow. 
 
 So downe we fate : my heart was feftiuall 
 
 My eare was eager-liquorifh to embaite 
 
 Good Catechryfms his Cordiall : 
 
 Who then with eies to heauen eleuate 
 And croffe-laid amies did vow fyncerely 
 AW. loue and truth in what he meant to fhew me. 
 
 And then (quoth he) deare Englifhman, fuppofe 
 Me not vnciuill t'interrupt thy tale, 
 For in our Lord I well aread thy woes 
 And Charitie hies me to recure them all : 
 Now all is but the a6lion of the Mind, 
 That reftifi'd, the reft is all but wind. 
 
 Know then, thou art no better then a man 
 Natur'd indifferently, to weale or woe. 
 Who ere he be that's borne of a woman 
 Is firft juft nothing, next an 'Embrio, 
 
 Then borne into the world in impotence 
 
 Poore intereft to future Excellence. 
 
 E 2 Nay 
 
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28 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Nay borne in fable finne to Gods offence, 
 Nipt in the bloffome by the blaft of Hell, 
 Spur-gall'd oi Adam both in foule and fence 
 And hodge-podged between a man & Deuel, 
 A fardle of frailties doom'd vnto damnation 
 So fore we haue incurr'd Gods indignation. 
 
 Ifthefe be titles of felicitie, 
 Ah, poore felicitie, vnplcafant Pride : 
 Rooted in hell, brancht in mortalitie 
 And round imbark'd with fin on euerie fide : 
 Nor are we thus difgrac'd but of our felfes 
 For firft we eate the Apple of all thefe helles. 
 
 We might have chofen in Adams Libertie 
 Whether t'haue eate that Apple yea or no. 
 But needs we would aduenture : And wot you why ? 
 Forfooth of Pride both good and bad to know : 
 So flunke from vs the glorie and grace of God 
 Leauing vs quite to our felfe breeching-rod 
 
 Heerhence we couet counterfeit content, 
 Sublime mundanity, and our Flefhes eafe, 
 Rating the trafli of earth true folagement 
 And euery toy of price our fence to pleafe : 
 Such is our frailtie, and yet we fee it not 
 i'o to fubjefl vs to fo feruile Lot. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 29 
 
 And fuch the matter of thy difcontent, 
 Becaufe thou ouer prizcfl; Flefhes fence, 
 Rating the world at all too high a rent 
 Wheras it is but duft and Gods offence : 
 
 The Mammon of iniquitie in Scripture phrafe 
 
 And but a meere Crocadyle amaze. 
 
 Conceipt thy felfe no better then thou art, 
 A forie lourney man from birth to death 
 ^nd all this world but matter of vndefart 
 And a meere momentary trafh-bequeath : 
 
 Death doomes all Flefh at laft, and Flefh-aiifaires 
 Be it Flefhes joyes, or Flefhes feruile cares. 
 
 Bleffe being the perfe6t Counterpane of good 
 This world is not of worth to correfpond it 
 It being but trafli ore-flowne with Frailties flood 
 And deep indown'd from heauens fellowfhip : 
 Then vp to heauen amount thy true ambition 
 And as for earth out-care it in contrition. 
 
 Not to defpaire and die as Cato told thee, 
 For that is bafe Pufillanimitie 
 And. Natures moft unhallowed infamie, 
 Treafon to God, and fell difloyaltie 
 
 So to betray his Fort and Charafter 
 
 To felfe-mifdoome, and drearie difafter. 
 
 E 3 We 
 
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30 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 We ought not cancell Gods eternall doome 
 Vn-Iabelling our life from his faire Charter, 
 For fuch is diffidence in his holidoome 
 And prowde in-officing vs in his affaire : 
 Nor can we kill Calamitie by death 
 For he is juft in earth, and hell beneath. 
 
 Thou canft not flit from his almightie doome 
 H& being th' Arbiter of all, and nothing : 
 Who gaue thee Effence out of Yacuiim 
 Can paine thy afhes all in earth repofmg : 
 Well maift thou fhift his anger into grace 
 But not depriue thee from his heauenly face. 
 
 As vaine it is to thinke Reuenges deed 
 Can counter-doome thy bale to bleffedneffe, 
 The power of Flefh being but a rotten reed 
 And felfely inclined vnto all diftreffe : 
 
 Then fmce we are fo wretched of our felfes 
 Add worfe to yll doth but encreafe our helles. 
 
 Such is Reuenge : It is a haggard yll, 
 A Luciferiall ranke uncharitie : 
 The venym, and \>\z.Qk^-Santns of our will 
 Vnreafons rage ; fpawne of Impietie, 
 
 Breath of Defpaire, Prime-brat of Enuies brood, 
 
 And all good Natures SdXyr-Ajitipde. 
 
 Reuenges 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 31 
 
 Reuenges arme rear'd vp agamft the Foe 
 
 Aimes to defeat God of his interefl 
 
 Who claufually refem'd that worke of woe 
 
 Vnto his owne judiciall beheft ; 
 
 Thou art a man, and once didft fucke thy mother, 
 Thou canft not judge thy felfe, much leffe another. 
 
 And what know'ft thou whether haply for thine owne 
 Or for thy Predeceffors fmnes thou fuffereft, 
 God oft transfers his indignation 
 From the offending EafL to th'ending Weft. 
 Or whether it be to trie thy patience, 
 And flufh the more thy good obedience. 
 
 If it be for thy fmnes, oh happy thou 
 That art fo temporally corre6led : 
 Such is Gods mercy, not his luftice-blow, 
 A worfer doome is to thy euill indebted : 
 For God being good in all infinitie 
 6'uch is thy fmnes, and hels affinitie. 
 
 ^nd if for thy forefathers trefpaffes, 
 T'is braue to be fo good a Sacrifice, 
 God earft to expiate thy amiffes 
 Being a prefident before thine eies 
 
 Of willing death ; wee are not borne only 
 
 Vnto our felfes : Suche is vncharitie. 
 
 The 
 
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32 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 The feeble Nature euen of Flefh and Blood 
 Hath been fo kind to die for Anceflrie, 
 Gentility records Eneas good 
 In that he bore his aged fathers frailtie 
 
 Through Troyes flames : much more ought Charitie 
 
 Beare patiently anothers penaltie. 
 
 But fhall I fay that haplie in this cafe 
 Our Lord is pleaf 'd to trie thy patience, 
 Thy valure, and obedience in difgrace ? 
 Oh, that were all too glorious a pretence : 
 For (well ye wot) that Souldiour is a King 
 That choycelie is employ'd in warfaring. 
 
 T'is ^cowndrell-glorie ftill to fit at eafe 
 In gawdie fatisfaftion of thy fence : 
 Nay, t'is no glorie at all, but a difeafe 
 That Canker-like confumes thine Innocence. 
 Now God being pleaf 'd to cure thee thereof 
 Doth thus confound it all into a fcoffe. 
 
 And yet confounds it fo, as thou maift fee 
 His luftice and his Mercie ioind together, 
 Thy yll contrould to future dignitie. 
 So dooth the goodneffe of thy caufe auerre : 
 If God did meane thy eternall infamie, 
 Worfe pafliue caufe had foule befall'n thee. 
 
 Thou 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 33 
 
 Thou canft not haue a more affured pawne 
 Of Gods benignitie then a good caufe, 
 It being vnto thy foule a facred dawne 
 Of heauens day ; and an efpeciall claufe 
 
 Or Charter-warrant of Saluation 
 
 By a fecure Confcience-atteftation. 
 
 Not all the glorie of this world is worth 
 The muimm-EmJ>/ie/ts of a good confcience : 
 The verie penall teares it fendeth foorth 
 Are more then pearles of Indie-excellence : 
 Much more are they Emperiall dignities 
 Her inward loyes and locundities. 
 
 Say that the Corpes of fuch a Confcience 
 Lie all in mange before the Mifers dore, 
 His name as hell held in the worlds offence, 
 Yet is he not vnfortunate therefore ; 
 
 For heauen and he being ftill in good conjunflion 
 All that's but vapor, and no found confufion. 
 
 Nay t'is to thee a haughtie merit-matter 
 
 If brookt with patient valure to the end ; 
 
 Which eafely thou maift doe, if thou confider 
 
 That lefus tempts thy patience as a friend. 
 Not in his rage aboue thy power and ftrength, 
 Whom he reprooues at firft, he faues at length. 
 
 ^nd 
 
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34 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 And footh to fay, what is Profperitie 
 
 That fo fhould make thee abhor Aduerfitie ? 
 
 Euen Cs-fars loftie pomp, and foueraigntie 
 
 Is not by ods fmcere feHcitie ; 
 Subiefl to Care and Alteration 
 Through Enuie, Errour, and yidulation. 
 
 How much adoe is done ere men attaine 
 
 To weahh and glorie by Ambition ? 
 
 Still carke and care (hares halfe the feruile gaine, 
 
 The reft remaines to Deaths confufion : 
 T'is well if tart Synderifie and Hell 
 Triumver not to towlle the pafsing-bell. 
 
 Care in attaining, and care in attaine 
 Care is the lower and the vpper ftaire ; 
 Such carefull glorie is but glorious paine, 
 Yea care, or care-leffe either, all's but aire : 
 Feaft it in care, or feaft it carelefly 
 Death is the latter Harpie of all glory. 
 
 Befides, how many Villaines are aduanc'd 
 To fuch theatricall, and ftagic-ftate 
 Whilft Vertue lies obliuioufly entranc'd, 
 Negle6led, and difdain'd as out of date : 
 Befides the multipHcitie of abufe 
 That is in fuch raundanities mif-ufe. 
 
 Whereas 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 35 
 
 Whereas the patient Satrap in diflreffe 
 
 Behonciteth his guiltie fuffrance : 
 
 And if he fuffer for Gods righteoufncfle, 
 
 Loe, there the fumme of all true valliance : 
 Heauens Machabe he is that fo dovvne-dies 
 Guiltie of all g,lorie, and Gods deere dainties. 
 
 Who heares his name a thoufand yeeres hence 
 Will giue it gloric, praifc, and reuerence 
 ^s to a Temples ruin-Monuments 
 Rafed in Sacrilege, and Gods offence ; 
 He will be-villaine thofe that did the deed 
 <4s ^cowndrell-zJ gents of //ells blackc arced. 
 
 We are not borne to Fortunes complements, 
 As foueraigne dainties ; but as Vertues tooles 
 Wherwith to fliape vs perfe6t lineaments 
 Of honorable Manhood .• And not as Fooles 
 To dote vpon the Penfill in our hand 
 .^nd not depaint vs like to Gods command. 
 
 Vertue's the Ladie of our humanitie, 
 And Fortune but the hand-maid of our merit, 
 Now, were it homelie done to magnlfie 
 The meane aboue the maine : T'were pettie fperit 
 To flip our nettes into the Sea for water 
 And pardon Fifh, as no part of the matter. 
 
 F 2 This 
 
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36 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 This life is but a warfare againft finne 
 And either Fortune is but fuines Coate-armour, 
 Be it bright or blacke, great danger lies therein 
 If thou refift not with a haughtie valour : 
 T'is witleffe yeelding to her gawdements, 
 ^nd cowardize vnto her drearements. 
 
 What skils it whether we fight with blacke or white 
 If blacke and white be both our enemies, 
 The one in guile, th'other in flat defpight ? 
 The Goblin-Bugs, and Faery Hiedegies 
 
 Are both the (hades of hell, and night-affrayes 
 Encounter, nor affent quelles their dlfmayes. 
 
 ^nd why are we the image of our God 
 The Monarches ouer all Elementaries ? 
 But to controwU with Reafons righteous rod 
 ^11 flefh and bloods fraile fenfualities ; 
 T'is fenfualitie, and pettie power 
 To mal-content thee for a fading flower. 
 
 wStand thou on Reafons haughty Promontorie 
 Superiour and fecure ouer all difgrace, 
 Rage wind, and wane, & horror round about thee 
 Yet all is glorie and peace in that bright place : 
 Nor Death, nor ZTell can damnifie thy honer 
 So long as Reafons arme beares vp thy banner. 
 
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AFIGFORFORTVNE. 37 
 
 Oh generous minded men that can efteeme 
 
 All ftate inferiour to their mindes degree, 
 
 ^nd not abandon it to bafe mifdeeme 
 
 Of any Fortunes power aboue her glee : 
 But can out-flare it with a quaint regard 
 In reference to merite, and Gods grand reward. 
 
 That can conceipt all Fortune as a Fog 
 Bee't black or bright, all but a matter of aire, 
 If bright, oh then it doth but flatter and cog, 
 If blacke, it drowns thee with a flood of care, 
 Vnleffe thy mind be as a Sunne aboue it 
 Faire ouer-fhining all her mift-demerit. 
 
 Faire Fortune is a Bog, a dauncing danger, 
 And Temperance muft foot it with a modeft pace ; 
 Her frowne, a gulfe that drownes the hartleffe ftranger 
 That cannot wend with Patience his difgrace ; 
 
 Both that and it are mortuarie matter 
 
 If fed vpon in Indifcretions platter. 
 
 Submit not then thy facred Subftantiue 
 
 To Fortunes heftes : but as thou art of Nature, 
 
 So flill continue thy prerogatiue 
 
 Aboue her blandifhing and fpightfuU power. 
 
 So fhone a Patrimonie as thy Mind 
 
 Let neuer Fortune waft it out of kind. 
 
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38 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Thou art no part of Fortune, but thine owne : 
 Vertue thy fore-guide, Heauen thy attaine, 
 Good death, not loftie life thy beft Renovvne, 
 Contented mind thy glories after-gaine : 
 Without content all gloria is but gall, 
 ^nd with content difgrace is feftiuall. 
 
 Content's the Spunge of true felicitie, 
 
 The Cordiall againft degraded bleffe, 
 
 Corriuall to the higheft Empirie, 
 
 The badge of Innocence and Righteoufneffe, 
 Vertues enthrone, Rent of a manlie mind 
 To God for whatfoeuer ftate afsign'd. 
 
 It is the Ph^nix of fore-glories Embers ; 
 Patience her wing, //'eauen is her amount, 
 It is the Chj'iJhpJwr whofe manly members 
 Wafteth the mifer-man through all affrount, 
 It is the true and perfefl Salamander, 
 Breathing vitalitie in flames of fire. 
 
 Not fo the Skowndrell in his greateft glorie, 
 For ther is no Content in guilt of euill, 
 A skowll down-looke, and fwart fynderifie 
 Betokening him a member of the Deuill : 
 He cannot with a faire erefled front 
 Yiz-Abba God ; nor yeeld him good accompt. 
 
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 His 
 
AFIGFORFORTVNE. 39 
 
 His glorie in guilt of yll is as a flower 
 
 Begnawne with an accurfed Caterpiller, 
 
 Or as an Apple perifht in the coure 
 
 Though faining outwardlie a faithfull faire ; 
 Oh fatall incenfe, oh accurfed fume 
 That fo choaks vp the wretch doth it affume. 
 
 Wheras the others confcientiall-content 
 Doth feaft his Fates, and ciuillize their rage, 
 Turning their gall to glee and folagement 
 And faire be-heauening hell with her affwage ; 
 /^Tee's as a Bwoy aboue the bofterous waue 
 Dauncing to fcorne the Seas ybillowy-braue. 
 
 So ftrong in power is his fincere incline 
 To Gods ordaine and holie prouidence, 
 Refting therin as in a facred fhrine 
 Or San6luarie againft all hels offence : 
 The Deuils eager-gripe cannot confound 
 Him whom our Lords prote£lion doth bound. 
 
 There is no hell but in our Gods offence : 
 
 Pleafe him, and boldlie plunge adowne the deep 
 
 Of all accurfe : his holy Prouidence 
 
 Being the Argus which doth neuer ficep, 
 Will on the wings of fafe Prote6tion 
 Still beare the juft man vp from all perdition. 
 
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40 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 What hap can hap amiffe to Gods bebleft ? 
 
 What waue can furge aboue his prouidence ? 
 
 The //'agges of hell are chain'd to his beheft 
 
 /fell gates obey his high omnipotence ; 
 
 Diue downe to Hell, if he beare vp thy chin 
 Wei maift thou fink a while, nere drowne therein. 
 
 If once thy hope be anchored in God 
 No waue, no blufter can endanger thee. 
 Thy foot from falling is fecurely fhod 
 He correfponding thy fidelitie : 
 
 If God thy Center be and thy defence 
 Be Hell, be Deuil thy Circumference. 
 
 The Tyrants fteele, the Hang-mans Axeltree, 
 //"is ftrangles, mangles, and his fierie doomes 
 Cannot confound true magnanimitie 
 Founded on Gods true loue & hollidoomes ; 
 His life in gore, his Ghoft in fhades of hell 
 Are more at eafe than anie tongue can tell. 
 
 The earthen minded man cannot conceaue 
 So haughtie glorie in difglorie and dole : 
 His groueling appetite doth fo bereaue 
 //'is wit, impelling it to another gole ; 
 Hee's fo befotted in his Leprofie 
 That it alonlie he efteems true glorie. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORT VNE. 41 
 
 But time will come when at a iuft Tribunall 
 The iuft mans miferie, and the mifers glee 
 Will come in Coram, and bee doom'd for all : 
 Then mourning good fhall mount to Maieftie, 
 
 ^nd fm-poUuted glorie downe difcend 
 
 T'irreparable dollour without end. 
 
 Then vaa to guiltie glorie, glorious guilt, 
 Vse to fuppreffe of vertue, aduance of vice ; 
 The Rafcalls towre o*n Vertues ruines built 
 Muft then adowne, and he repent the price : 
 Oh, farre more happie then difgraced good. 
 Then Vice aduanc'd to skowndrell altitud. 
 
 But thou wilt fay it is Detraflion, 
 It is thy name defam'd among the jufl; 
 Thy life bely'd through mifconftru6lion 
 That more then all thy glorie in the duft 
 Be-hels and tortureth thy manly mind. 
 It being a mifchiefe of a woorfer kind. 
 
 Bee't fo (E/2ZM«-man) I doe confeffe 
 Detraflion is indeed a monftrous euell, 
 Foule Harpie of honour, Night of righteoufneffe 
 And the vnciuill tongues moft venym-driuell. 
 
 Much more I doe confeffe it is a fpight 
 
 To be of honeft men a villaine hight. 
 
 G But 
 
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42 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 But on the other fide, when thou confider 
 The fand-b!iiid errors euen of jufteft men, 
 //ow much from Gods intuitic they differ 
 And oft when moft they iudge, are mofl: miflaken ; 
 Difpaire not at their doomes, but in thy hart 
 Bicffe God who fees thee inly what thou art. 
 
 Oft-times the good man credits with his eares 
 Not with his e3'cs : Thcrhence if injurie 
 Rcdownd to thee ; the fault being whoUie theirs, 
 Farre be it from thy hearts fynderific .• 
 Yea rather with a bolt-vp countenance 
 Giue it the Lie, and hardie fufferancc. 
 
 Much more the Villaines obloquie difdaine it 
 As currifh crauin againft thy Innocence, 
 His Viper-language cannot cracke thy credit 
 A blufh-Icffe confcience pleading thy defence ; 
 //is tongue againft thy Soulcs fccure eftate 
 Fares as a reed againft a brazen gate. 
 
 But if his obloquie be a true Y-ccho 
 Of thy mif-gouernance and guilty life, 
 Then well I doe aread it is a woe 
 Vnto thy honor, and a flaughter knife ; 
 Wheras contrarie-wife if thou be found 
 It's but an ayrie, and an idle fownd. 
 
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AFIGFORFORTVNE. 43 
 
 Faire then aguize thee with a trim tranfcent 
 Aboue al flefh and hells indignitie, 
 Emboft with gentle Patience, and Content 
 Lamb-like repineleffe at aduerfitie, 
 
 For, footh I fay, and heauen will witneffe it 
 
 The juft mans miferie is a haughtie merit. 
 
 ^nd firft pleafe God in his commandements, 
 Next, with a true Satrapick-fufferancc 
 Grace me that face of thine, thofe lineaments 
 ..'igainfl Detra6tion and hells mif-valiance, 
 Shew that thou art the image of thy God 
 In patient portage of his penall rod, 
 
 So, nor difpaire, nor yet reuenge thy woe 
 But with the prudent Serpent in diftreffe 
 ^■afe-garde thy head ; let die the reft beloe : 
 Thy head in heauen, thy heele in heauineffe 
 Is merrie matter, if thou well confider 
 That death rejoynes them both in bleffe togithcr. 
 
 Haft thou not noted this effefl in Nature, 
 How chill-cold winter calefies the water 
 A ntcpcrijlczing her powers together 
 Wherby it faire refifts her ycie ire ? 
 
 So, in thy winter of Aduerfitie 
 
 Create thy felfe a fommer-Iubilie. 
 
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44 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Giue place to furie as the humble Snaile 
 Retreating in his homes gainft mifaduenture, 
 In time all violence will felfelie quaile 
 If vnprouok'd with currifh mifdemeanure : 
 Jhe chilleft winter and the darkeft night 
 Redound at laft to 6'ommer, and broad day-light. 
 
 See how the Marigold againft the Son 
 Difplayes and fhuts it fclfe at his dominion 
 Leffening at night her fpred proportion 
 But nere difculloring her gold-complexion, 
 So to the foueraigntie of God aboue 
 With Fortunes night deminifh not thy loue. 
 
 But thinke misfortune is the flayle of grace, 
 The clarifying Fornace of thy foule 
 Wherewith God ftrips away thy chaffe-difgrace 
 And make thee pure mettle with fuch controwUe 
 T'is honorable manhood to obey thy God, 
 Bee't in his mercie, or his juftice-rod. 
 
 Wilt thou fubmit thy mind to Fortunes Impoftes 
 Faithleffe of Gods benignitie and care ? 
 Ah, rather doe difdaine her bales and boftes 
 As Crocadyle-deceipts, and crabbed ware .• 
 And to thy God alonly plie thy hefl 
 For fuch is pure dutie, and the pure beft. 
 
 So 
 
AFIGFORFORTVNE. 45 
 
 So doing, better booncs then Fortunes baubles 
 Will Spaniell-like attend vpon thy merite, 
 Good death, and after death th'immoouables 
 Of glorie, and fame, and an in-heauened fpirite 
 
 In euerlafi;ing lubilie and bleffe 
 
 Far more then heart can thinke, or tongue expreffe. 
 
 So (halt thou fwim away in Vertues flood, 
 A happy burthen to a happy Maine, 
 Gods flowerie-eternitie garlanding thy good 
 And his embrace lullabying all thy paine : 
 Oh, happy thou when fuch adoption 
 Shall faire befall thy tribulation. 
 
 When all thy Croffes (hall appeare in heauen 
 As euer-memorable Annalles of thy merit. 
 Or as bright Trophees to thy Vertue geuen 
 The Saintes of glorie all applauding it ; 
 When God with his fereneft countenance 
 Shall euer bright be-boone thy fufferance. 
 
 Then wilt thou nere repent the of thy woe 
 
 But wifh it had been twentie folde as much 
 
 For le/iis fake, who euen in earth beloe 
 
 Can frollick thy incinder with his tutch 
 And faire be-heauen thy bones in drearie graue, 
 Aboue the glorie and eafe that Cxfars haue. 
 
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46 AFIGFORFORTVNE. 
 
 And footh to fay, wherin hath lefus err'd 
 Or not deferu'd fuch fuffrance at thy hands ? 
 ^ath he not alwayes in his Hfe preferr'd 
 Difgrace and dole to rid thee out of bands ? 
 Oh, was not he the man, the Lambe that dy'd 
 To fhew thee heauen in woe, and not in pride ? 
 
 He was Almightie to haue fau'd his head 
 If he had pleaf 'd ; But for a prefident 
 Of pafsiue Fortitude, and Lamblihead 
 He condifcended vnto woe and torment, 
 And did ere6t the Croffe a capitall 
 Enfigne of honour, and renowne to all. 
 
 And fince, what Saint did euer amount to bleffe 
 That hath not more or leffe been crucifi'd ? 
 Either with felfe zeale-doome, or by oppreffe 
 Of tyrannie by villaines hands infli6led ? 
 
 The feed that muft to flowery growth redound 
 Muft firft lie dead, and withered in the ground. 
 
 Befides ; oh what a monftrous thing it is 
 To Hue delirious vnder a thorney head ; 
 Thy God to daigne to die for thy amiffe 
 And thou repine to be difhonored 
 
 For Vertues fake ; Oh fond ingratitude 
 So to permit thy Sence thy Soule delude. 
 
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AFIGFORFORTVNE. 47 
 
 If fo the flefh, the world, the deuill could doe 
 More fpight vnto thy ftate then God can quayle, 
 Or that his grace could not tranfcend thy woe 
 Be-cheering it with happie counteruayle, 
 
 Then might'ft thou with a juft repine deteft 
 
 To be by any fate of flefli oppreft. 
 
 But God both can and will relieue his Plaintife 
 That doth with juft petitions inuoke him, 
 Selfe-loueleffe and repineleffe at the griefe 
 That from his foueraigne doome betides him ; 
 The louing mothers teat is not fo prone 
 Vnto her Babe, as Chrift to his decre one. 
 
 So fhew'd his Pellican content to die 
 To giue thee hfe, the gore adowne his breaft 
 To wafh away thy fm-impuritie : 
 His dolour was thy euerlafting reft, 
 His bitter wounds the euer open gates 
 Of grace, and glorie to thy rankeft fates. 
 
 Loe, he thy paines-appeafe, true charter-warrant 
 Of glorie after gall : The bonnie bright 
 Whofe crimfon rayes can faire propulfe and daunt 
 The dreadeft Goblin of thy darkeft night : 
 
 Be thou the man of duty to thy dole, 
 
 The reft let him alone for to controle. 
 
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48 AFIGFORFORTVNE. 
 
 Infhrine thy Patience in his Pafsion 
 
 Thy /fope, thy Conftance in his after-boones 
 
 To his entire irradiation 
 
 Submit thy night-fhades and decreafed Moones, 
 He is the Sonne of Right, and will appay 
 All vertues anguor with a Hollie-day. 
 
 Behold his image yonder on the Crofle, 
 
 See how he droops and dies and damnes Reuenge 
 
 Yeelding his whole humanity in groffe 
 
 A pendular reproch on woodden henge : 
 
 Yea euen his Deitie he doth dejeft 
 
 Vnto a feeming fhadowed defefl. 
 
 Be not a beaft of defperation, 
 
 A moodie torment, traitor to thy felfe, 
 
 T'is groffe conceipt and imperfeflion 
 
 To ground thy Barke vpon thy owne fhores fhelfe : 
 Suffice it that extrinfecall aggriefe 
 Abound, fans that thou giue it home-reliefe. 
 
 Thinke that thy fmnes are greater then thy woe, 
 Thy worldly griefes but Graces happy refcue 
 From greater helles that to thy fowle doe growe ; 
 Or haply to enforce to manly vertue 
 
 Thy youngling heftes of grace ; or to containe 
 Thy prefent good from proouing after vaine. 
 
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 Time 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 57 
 
 Time and thy graue did firft falute thy Nature 
 Euen in her infancie and cradle-Rightes 
 Inuiting it to duftie Deaths defeature, 
 And therewithal! thy Fortunes fierce defpights : 
 
 Death is the gulfe of all : and then I fay 
 
 Thou art as good as C^/ar in his clay. 
 
 Death is the drearie Dad, and duft the Dame 
 Of all flefli-frailtie, woe or maieftie ; 
 All finkes to earth that furgeth from the fame, 
 Nature and Fortune muft together die : 
 Only faire Vertue skales eternitie 
 Abouc Earths all-abating tyrannic. 
 
 Read in my front the ruine of my nature 
 ^nd therwithall perpend thy miferies, 
 I doe confeffe I were a curfed creature 
 Were not Gods grace aboue m'infirmities. 
 So, thou in Faith to after-retribution 
 .^ffwage thy woe and tribulation. 
 
 Die in thy Sauiours wounds, and there an end. 
 There pricke the Period of thy moody wander. 
 To him thy woe, and the reuenge commend 
 As to thy foueraigne Liege and high commander. 
 
 And thinke no errour whifpereth in thine eare 
 
 For what I fay is true, and that I fweare. 
 
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30 AFIGFORFORTVNE. 
 
 So faid : the teares of zeale trill'd downe his cheeks 
 Attcfting truth vnto his Catechifme, 
 When (loe) eftfoons vnto the Crucifixe 
 Crooching adowne, he faid ; Oh facred Chrifme, 
 
 Oh fvveet affwage of infelicitie 
 
 Witneffe that what I fay is veritie. 
 
 Say, art not thou the image of our Lord 
 The true Chara6ler of his fufferance ? 
 Was he not crown'd, deluded, and abhord 
 Mifuail'd, and fcourg'd with vile mif-valiance ? 
 Oh, was not he the holie Pafchall lambe 
 That di'd repineleffe for the finnes of man ? 
 
 Sweet (leju) giue me leaue to kiffe thy figure 
 With thankfull zeale to thy benignitie, 
 And let me pray thee by fo great diffigure 
 T'infpire this man of woe thy pafsiue-glorie : 
 That not all like a beaft hee droop and die 
 Heart-leffe and impious in his miferie. 
 
 Defend thy image from fo black a blurre 
 With thy in-fhine ; Let not temptation foyle 
 So much thy Pafsions price all like a Curre, 
 But as thou art a Prefident of toyle 
 
 To after-glorie ; fo let thy grace fore-goe 
 And faire accompanie this man of woe. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 51 
 
 Without thy grace my fpcech is all but aire 
 
 And barraine Marie ; it battencth not the ground ; 
 
 It is thy grace that foyfoneth all affaire 
 
 That holie grace which floweth from thy wound ; 
 
 I fpeak in flefli, inueflcd in my bryer ; 
 
 There is no flame at all but from thy fire. 
 
 Make it appeare how good a God thou art 
 And how thy woundcs were not in vaine inflifted, 
 What Nature cannot doe, let Grace impart 
 To ftrengthen and inhearten the affli6led, 
 Shew that thy mercie is aboue the bound 
 Of Fortunes topfie-turuie to confound. 
 
 Let not the fancies of a loftie ftile 
 .^nd vaine mundanitie tranfport thy creature 
 As though alonlie Fortunes lowre or fmile 
 Were foueraigne Glories gift and dread defeature, 
 .^s though thy power were worne out of date 
 A nd could no longer figniorize our fate. 
 
 Difperfe the terrors Of his moodie night 
 That he may fee thy fhone Hieritfalem 
 And in this holie Cittie Sions light 
 Abide, and faithfullie beleeue this Theame 
 
 Happie they all that fiiffer for our Lord, 
 
 For he to fuch his heatien will affoord. 
 
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52 A FIG FOE. FORTVNE. 
 
 With that he kifl the Crucifixe againe 
 And with a ftridl imbrace therof he founded ; 
 His Ghoft amounted vp to heauens domaine, 
 His corps lay trunke-Hke feeming dead confounded ; 
 Whiles I meane while internallie infiered 
 Did feele the woonders of Gods grace infpired. 
 
 Then gan I credit Catechryfius 
 AviA hatefullie abhor my former mood, 
 Bafe Melancholie, black and impious 
 That fo diftrayd me from eternall good : 
 My heart exulted, and in zeale I fwore, 
 Now by our Lord, He be a beaft no more. 
 
 I will no longer grudge at vertues toyle. 
 
 But gladly will be crucifi'd with lefu ; 
 
 No yron-fate fhall heerafter foyle 
 
 My conftancie vnto the Chrift-croffe rew : 
 I will accompt all dollour and mifhap 
 More deere then fweeteft Lullaby in Fortunes lap. 
 
 No longer will I wander vp and downe 
 The defart of Reuenge, and dread Difpaire, 
 But heer will flint me againft mif-fortunes frowne 
 A land-man of this foyle and happy aire .• 
 From hence I will reuiue to priftin bleffe 
 Or els die heer with lefii in diftreffe. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 53 
 
 No fooner fald I fo, and gaue confent 
 To Graces in-come, and our Lords attaint, 
 But (loe) eftfoons from heauens high regiment 
 Muficke refounded, and appeaf'd my plaint. 
 
 It was fo fweet aboue my feeble frayltie 
 
 That downe I fell as one content to die. 
 
 Dying in fo fweet follace and in-heauen 
 I was no more the man of earthly nature, 
 Gods Graces liolie rellifli, and fweet leauen 
 Had altered my flefh to a new transfigure : 
 Figure of zeale to be in \ejiis armes, 
 Condition to endure ten thoufand harmes. 
 
 But God who faw &: wrought this alteration, 
 Faire interdi6ted Death his date-moft deed, 
 An^ fent an Angell from his holie region 
 To cheere my frailty vp to future fpeed : 
 
 VVhome when I faw and fmelt his heauenly hue, 
 It did eftfoons my death to life renue. 
 
 He then out-ftepping from his filuer-cloud 
 
 Made toward me with a reuerend peaceful! pace. 
 
 And as he march'd euer and anon he bow'd 
 
 Vnto the Crucifixe was there in place. 
 
 Whereto at laft downe humbled, he kift it. 
 And gaue it me in hand, and thus infpeecht it. 
 
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54 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Hold heer (E/?zz««-man) thy Sauiours image 
 The typick T'rophee of thy foules redeeme, 
 Be it thy lifes eternall ^ppennage 
 Thy hearts deere daintie, and thy choice-efteeme, 
 
 Inconfcience it within thy in-moft heft 
 
 For In hoc figno vinces is expreft. 
 
 Be it thy Standard again ft all affrount, 
 Vnder her fhade tire out Mif-fortunes weather, 
 Be true to it, and make a fure account 
 Heauen is thine owne as fure as God Hues euer : 
 God Hues for euer to prote6t and pay 
 His Champion with a ioy-eternall day. 
 
 ^nd hether I come, fent from his Tabernacle 
 
 To certifie fo much to thy poor frailtie. 
 
 And heer haue brought thee heauen-inchanted tackle 
 
 To warfare flefh and bloods calamitie : 
 Loe I thy ^ngell of proteftion 
 Againft whatfoere foule and fell affeflion. 
 
 With that he arm'd my Head with Reafons Helme, 
 The Creft was Vigilance ; the Plumes were twaine 
 Temprance againft faire Fortunes ouerwhelme. 
 And Patience againft her angrie vaine / 
 
 The Gorget was Content, and either Pouldron 
 Was humble Prayer and Meditation. 
 
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 The 
 
AFIGFORFORTVNE. 55 
 
 The Corflet, it was Zeale of Gods true honour, 
 The Back peece, Hope to after-retribution, 
 The Gauntlets, tackles to Charities endeuour. 
 The Vant-braces, Faiths decke and decoration, 
 The Martch, he did injoyne was Penitence, 
 The Combate, Courage againft all fumes offence. 
 
 Then gaue he me in hand a Shield of Golde 
 All ouer-grauen with Chriftes Pafsion, 
 And round about in-amill'd I might behold 
 Death-heads, and latter Refurre6lion 
 
 To heauen or hell : The Croffe in th'other hand 
 Was all my Spear againft whatfocre withftand. 
 
 Thus arm'd ; the AngeW bright againe in-clouded 
 Vpbounded from mine eye toward heauen away 
 Leaning the place with fpiced fweetes fuffufed 
 And all beftrew'd with Crownes and wreathes of Cay, 
 
 Spelles and demonftrances of future glorie 
 
 To well atchiued warre and vi6lorie. 
 
 I then there all alone vn-Angelled, 
 Began to view and glee me in mine Armes 
 Woondring to fee me fo be-Championed 
 Againft th'affaults of fm and Fortunes harmes : 
 And thus I faid : Oh flione Hienijalan 
 What woonders are in thee to v/ell-fare men. 
 
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54 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 I bleffe the God and Spirit of thy bounds, 
 I bleffe thy Concord and thy Monarchie, 
 I bleffe the flreams that tril from lefus wounds 
 Into thy feuen-fold Cefternes ; and from thee 
 
 ^re vitally imparted vnto all 
 
 That Hue within thy Rampier and thy wall. 
 
 Loe, I with Graces furniture faire arm'd 
 Within thy confines, humbly befeech thee 
 Admit my Souldiour-fliip as yet vn-harm'd 
 With any aduerfe warres, into thy cittie : 
 
 And daigne me there a fland againfl all euill, 
 The flefh, the world, and fierce infulting deuill. 
 
 In thee I fee how much I went amiffe 
 Ranging the defart of mundanitie, 
 And in thy wifedom nowe I learne this 
 That not in Fortunes falfe maligiiitie 
 
 But in fmnes guilt, and grimme captiuitie 
 Is only wracke, and blacke calamitie. 
 
 I fee my miffe in thy faire Phifnomie, 
 
 My way-leffe errours in thy vnitie, 
 
 I feele the ardure of true Chiualrie 
 
 Infpired in me from thy Nobility : 
 
 Heere Hue I then the remnant of my age 
 Vnder thy haughty woorth and Patronage. 
 
 So 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 57 
 
 So faid ; a filuer bell from high refoundcd 
 Sommoning that Region round about to facring, 
 When (loe) eftfoons Catechryfws vn-fwounded 
 His foules returne did giue him new reuiuing, 
 Oh facred fommon, fweet enchanting peale 
 That fo from heauen to earth couldft foules repeale. 
 
 Hi% face like PJiTZ-bus in his Noony-fhine 
 Daunted my feeble eye at prime afpe6l, 
 His foules regreffe had made it fo diuine, 
 Bebrightning cleane away all fraile defeft, 
 As had not zeale inheartened my frayltie, 
 I had not had the power t'abide fuch glorie. 
 
 He then vp-rifmg toward me aduanced 
 And kifl the Crucifix I had in hand, 
 So done ; he faid : Sweet lefu be thou thanked 
 That haft vouchfau'd my prayer to vnderftand ; 
 Confirme him in thy grace for now and euer 
 That from thy loue and laud he varie neuer. 
 
 With that he imbrac'd me with a frount of glee 
 
 ^nd call'd me brother, and Coparcener 
 
 Of Chrijles Domaine, and therwithall he gaue me 
 
 A golden ring ; the poefie was Perfener : 
 So, foorth we went vnto the Temple-ward 
 Twas facring time, and mufick much we heard. 
 
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58 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Along as vp the Rocke we footed it 
 He did congratulate my (hone in armor 
 And did expound vnto me euery whit 
 Hovf I might vfe it to Gods greateft honor 
 
 A nd then concluded : O Elizian 
 
 See what it is to be a Chriftian. 
 
 Wouldfl: thou haue thought in thy mundanitie 
 That euer Fortunes heel had had the might 
 To fpurne th' away to fuch an aftcr-glorie ? 
 Or that thy forie iourneyment all night 
 
 Would euer haue brought thee to fweet repofe 
 As now thou feeleft farre aboue thy woes ? 
 
 The ball out-banded from the court of game, 
 Fals not of force into the durtie kennell, 
 But marke, and often fhalt thou fee the fame 
 Flie in at Pallace-windowes, and there reuell 
 
 Vpon the royal Mattes, and rich embroader ; 
 
 Such grace of God hath blowne thy frailtie hether. 
 
 Not all the flufh of thy fore-frollicke flate, 
 The worfhip of thy birth, thy rich reuenue, 
 Thy countries high applaud and eftimate 
 ^nd all that faire 'Elyzucm can yeeld youe, 
 Is of the worth to countervayle thys hap 
 Fallen from faire Fortune into Graces lap. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE, . 59 
 
 Say that "Eliza is the Lords deere daintie, 
 
 The Fh^nix. of true Principalitie 
 
 The feaft of peace and fweet faturitie 
 
 Vnto the people of her Emperie ; 
 
 Say that fhe is both Grace and Natures none-fuch 
 I bend my knee ; and fay and thinke as much, 
 
 For I haue heard the woonders of her name 
 
 Our coafts is full of great "Elhabeth, 
 
 Yea, all the world is fertill of the fame ; 
 
 Sweet Name that all mens pcnnes and tongues inableth, 
 6'weet Sound that all mens fences lullabiethj 
 Sweet Marie that all the world imbatteneth. 
 
 But fuch her glories are but eare-delightes 
 ^nd lip-fwcets only to our far awa5''es, 
 For we are no E/izmm-hred wightes 
 Nor haue we any fuch like merrie daycs ; 
 Wee haue our joyes in another kind 
 Ghoftly innated in our foule and mind. 
 
 Whom angour of mifhap or guilt of ill 
 Driues to difpaire, and felfe mifdoomfuU deed, 
 Loe, heer th'vnfraught of his woe-loaden will 
 And reuerend riches to his ghoftly need ; 
 Loe, heer his Arke againfl the inundation 
 Of Sinnc and Fortunes funerall-temptation. 
 
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 CS 
 
6o A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 /feer (loe) the amitie of men and Angels 
 
 In uniforme adore of one true God, 
 
 Heer Peace and Pietie togither dwels, 
 
 Heer Scifme, and Difcords clouen-foot nere trod, 
 
 Heer facred Ceremonies are in vre 
 
 As wedlocke-rightes twixt Faith and Soules infure. 
 
 //eer chantes the Nightingale incefsant praife 
 And prayer vnto the Orient fonne of God, 
 Heer Grace our vncouth Adamifme allayes 
 Stepping her golden foot wher guilt erft trod, 
 
 Heer Sacrifice and Sacrificer both 
 
 Gods bleffe and good acceptance ftill fore-goeth. 
 
 He would haue told me more to this pourport. 
 But that his vp-hill pace out-tyr'd- his fpeech 
 And now were alfo neer the Temple port 
 Where euerie fight I faw was fo heauenly rich 
 As had he vttered more mine eies delight 
 Had quite vndone mine eares to doe him right. 
 
 Ah, now I want the Mufe of Salomon 
 To tell you a Temple-tale, a tale of truth 
 ^11 of the Architect and frame of Sion : 
 To tell you of her age and of her youth 
 And of her reuerend raigne and regiment 
 ^nd how Dobleffa rues her high achiuement. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 6i 
 
 The grownd was Faith ; the meane worke Charitie 
 
 The Top, a Hopeful! apprehenfion 
 
 Of heauens attaine : All was of Vnitie 
 
 A foUid mettle heawn out of Chrift his Pafsion : 
 
 Yea Chrift himfelfe was fundamental! flone, 
 
 And all the Sowder was Deuotion. 
 
 There fhin'd the Ruble and the Chryfolite 
 Tlie fparkling Diamond, and the Emeraud greene. 
 Each Saphyre in their feueral! delight : 
 There was the liappie lacent to be feene 
 The Topaffe, Onyx, and many a faire gem, 
 Corrall, Amber, and Aggats were trafh among the. 
 
 Which fuch bright rough-cafi: ouer all incrufled 
 T'was heauen to fee what Rain-bowe rayes it yeelded 
 Whiles euerie gem ambitioully contended 
 T'out-ftare each others ftarry neighbourhed : 
 It was ynough t'illumine all the world 
 But for the myfls that falfe Dobleffa hurld. 
 
 Rofes and flowers of all cuUored kindes. 
 
 The Marie-bufh and pleafant Eglantine 
 
 The Honey-fuckle in her twifled twines 
 
 Immixt with Yuie, and the Grape-full Vine, 
 Did all growe vp that flarrie fpanglement 
 Spoufmg her fplendure with their fpiced fent 
 
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63 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Below thefe heauen-amounting fwauities 
 
 Grew ouer all the Temple-greene befide 
 
 Sweet Gilliflowers and Primrofes 
 
 The Pink, and Gerifole (the Suns deer bride ;) 
 The Molie, Violet, and the pleafant Dafie 
 Balme, Margerum, and fweet Coaft-marie. 
 
 There grew the loftie Cedar, and the Pine, 
 The peacefull Oliffe, and the martiall Firre 
 The verdant Laurell in her fhadie-fhine. 
 The patient Palme, and penitentiall Mirrhe : 
 The Elme, the Poplar, and the Cipreffe tree 
 And all trees els that pleafant are to fee. 
 
 All kinds of fruits were there pcrpetuall 
 The Date, the Almond, & the fauceful Citron, 
 The Fig, the Orange, and Pomegranet royall. 
 The Quince, the Abricock, and the musk-Mellon 
 The Plumme, the Cherie, and the pleafant Peare 
 The Filberd and the Mulberie grew there. 
 
 Amid thefe trees, thefe fruits, tliefe flowerie fweetes 
 
 Ran in a Maze-like wile a chryftall ftreame 
 
 Of heauenly 'Neclar ; in whofe fweet floods and fleets 
 
 Sworn flioles of fifhes, euerie fifhes gleame 
 Brighter than Tjta7i in his Southerne ftage : 
 This ftreame was ftrong againft prime guiltcs enrage. 
 
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AFIGFORFORTVNE. 6^ 
 
 Her filent murmur was fo muficall 
 As it diffolu'd the Rock to fand and grauell 
 Whereby it might more in cfpeciall 
 With multiphcitie of eares incell 
 
 Her mufick-fvveets : yea euen the earth beloe 
 
 Did open, and eru6l her bowels therto. 
 
 There fate the Mauis and the Nightingale 
 Carrolling their Layes vnto th'eternall fpring 
 The little Larke high houering ouer all : 
 There euery bird did either play or fing, 
 The Parrat for his plumes did moft excell 
 But Plijenix bare away the triumph-bell. 
 
 There was no fauage Urape, no Lara all hue 
 No Bug, no bale, no horrid Owlerie 
 But all that there was, was fmcere and true. 
 Her fweets, her fpendure, &; her mufick-glee ; 
 Yea euen the Angels of Diuinitie 
 Were of that league, and Confraternitie. 
 
 Whiles thus with facred follace I furuayd 
 The Temples outward majeftie, and Iieauen, 
 So long on that imparadize I ftayd 
 That now the Temple clocke did Urike eleuen : 
 
 It was the inftant time of high Oblation 
 
 We might no longer linger, but begon. 
 
 Eftfoons 
 
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64 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Eftfoons we did fo pace-fullie aduance 
 That to the Temple-dore we ftraight arn'u'd. 
 Ore which was grauen, Nna, Wilitans 
 Aftile from Vnitie, and Warre deriu'd ; 
 The gate was all of pure beaten golde, 
 The Portch a funnie Zodiacke to behold. 
 
 Then in we entred, (oh, we entred in) 
 Pleafe God I neuer may come foorth againe : 
 What faw I there ? Oh my eyes were dimme 
 My foule, my fubftance all was poore and vaine 
 
 To comprehend fo high magnificence ; 
 
 Yet what I can I will you it difpence. 
 
 I Spanield after Catechryjius foot 
 A happie fhaddow to good a fubftance : 
 All like a flower as yet but in thee root 
 /"ending to future growth, and fhone aduance : 
 
 The Temple-porter was a reuerend man 
 
 And was t'admit in no Elizian. 
 
 Then ask'd he CatecJiryf:ns who I was 
 
 Who anfwered a Catecumen hee, 
 
 With that he greeted me, and let me paffe, 
 
 Such was my entrie to felicitie : 
 
 The Temple gates were fower and this was it 
 Which none but 'Etirope-i-^mis might admit. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTY NE. 65 
 
 There on my knees my heart was full of fire, 
 
 Fire of the grace of God (deere grace of God) 
 
 Which ftrong bemettled my zeales afpire 
 
 To view the glorie of that fhone abod : 
 It was a Pigion from the Temple-top 
 Which all that frame, and glorie did vp prop. 
 
 A Pigeon whiter then the whiteft Pigion 
 Solie fubfiftant of his owne pure ^ffe, 
 His PoJJe was Sanftification, 
 And Graces bounteous liberalitie ; 
 
 What lefus erft had planted with his blood 
 This Pigion gaue it grace-full liuelihood. 
 
 The beames which iffued from his brightfome brift 
 
 Were fuch as none but '5>ion euer faw 
 
 Nor euer could Viohleffas dreary mift 
 
 Indarken, or referable, or withdraw ; 
 Loue, Peace, and Magnanimity in good 
 Patience, and Prudence aboue all flefh and blood. 
 
 luftice, and Temperance, and Benignitie, 
 
 Zeale, and internall Confolation, 
 
 Pittie, and hopeful! Longanimitie, 
 
 Obedience, and brotherly Corre6lion, 
 Deuotion, and Mortification 
 /Ind firme affiance in our Lords Saluation. 
 
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66 A FIG FOR FORTY NE. 
 
 Such were the Figions rayes from Temple-top 
 Which like a heauen of light illumin'd all, 
 It being therto a more fecure vpprop 
 Then any lime and ftone, or brafen wall .• 
 Oh Sion, SioH happie Cittie thow 
 So holie-ghoited againft all ouerthrow. 
 
 Then looking downe vnto the refidue 
 I might difcerne a reuerend minifterie 
 Of men and Angels chanting vnto lefu 
 Inceffant Hymnes of praife and lubilie ; 
 The high Sacrificator at the ^Itar 
 Vifliming with holie rites his makar. 
 
 What fhall I fay of all the maieftie 
 Of all the reuerend rites and ceremonies 
 The rich adorne, the heauenly melodic, 
 The lufher, and the precious fwauities 
 
 That there I faw, felt, heard, and vnderftood ? 
 
 Oh, they tranfcended farr poore flefti and blood. 
 
 For, what the goodneffe and the power of God 
 In their immenfitie could jointlie doe 
 Was there in {oxc& fans bound or period, 
 His grace and glory both did tend therto : 
 The micaneft obieft there vnto my fence 
 Was more then all tlie worlds magnificence. 
 
AFIGFORFORTVNE. 67 
 
 There faw I facred impofition 
 Of hands ; and grace abundantly imparted, 
 Chrifme, and autentique Sanftification 
 A nd Exorcifme of fuch as were poffeffed : 
 
 Their credence and their language was alike 
 
 ^11 Bal^c/Z-BMsrs they did dead diflike. 
 
 There was no fcambling for the Ghofpels bread 
 
 But what a publike Vnitie diliured 
 
 The fame a prompt Credulitie receiued ; 
 
 Their humbleneffe was fo beholie-ghoftcd 
 As Pride had not the power to entice 
 The wifeft of them all to a new deuice. 
 
 Cafting my eye afide, I might difcrie 
 Sele6led troopes of people from the reft 
 Dooming themfelues with great aufteritie 
 Both men and women in difcuUored veft ; 
 
 They were the people of vowes, and high afpire 
 Endu'd with Graces more efpeciall fire. 
 
 On no hand could I caft my liquorifli eie 
 
 From heauenlie miracles and myfteries ; 
 
 6"ome fchool'd their Pupils fraile infirmitie 
 
 Difpencing them Gods facramentall graces, 
 
 Some raif 'd the dead, and fome expulft the deuill, 
 Yet nought could make BoMe/sa fee her euill. 
 
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68 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 How manie 5ionits of choife efheeme 
 Braue men of woonders haue beene fent from thence 
 To teach Tiobhffa (Errors dreary Queene) 
 Their Temples fan6timonie and innocence ? 
 How many worthies haue difpenft their blood 
 To doe th' vnkind Doble/sa fo much good. 
 
 But fhe, oh fhe accurfed Sorcereffe 
 Would neuer yet beleeue, nor gree their grace 
 But ftill perfifteth in her wretchedneffe 
 Warfaring with bloody broile this happy place ; 
 Yea, had fhe might according to her malice 
 Sion had been a ruine long ere this. 
 
 She was a Witch, and Queen of all the Defert 
 From Babell-<caovii\t vnto the pit of //ell, 
 She forc'd nor God, nor any good defert. 
 She could doe any thing faue doing well : 
 Her law was Libertie, her luft was Pride 
 And all good awe and order fhe defi'd. 
 
 Erft ere this Temple was eflablifhed 
 She had no being at all aboue the earth 
 But euer lay in deepeft hell abyffed ; 
 Why did not God confound her in her birth ? 
 Oh, t'was becaufe his Temple might attaine 
 Through her affaults to be more foueraigne. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 69 
 
 Gods Lambe was now both bred and dead out-right 
 To ranfome all the world from finnes inthrall, 
 And to fecure it in more happie plight 
 Had built this San<5luarie facramentall .• 
 
 It fliin'd fo fhone vnto Gentilitie 
 
 That it began to fee, and gree her glorie. 
 
 ^nd as the merrie riuer to the Maine 
 Or the in-ayred ftone downe to his Center 
 Fleets and defcends as to their due domaine, 
 So it to Sioii confluently bent her : 
 
 Yea, had this hag not been fo timely bred 
 The world had all ere this been Sioned. 
 
 For (he could quaintly maske in Sions guize 
 
 And fucke out venym from the Flower of life, 
 
 And fo retayle it with her fubtilties 
 
 For pureft honey : Such was her deed of ftrife ; 
 Her woluifh nature in a lamblie hue 
 Shee could difguize, and feeme of Sions crue. 
 
 Like Enfignes fhe oppof 'd to Sio7ts Enfignes, 
 Like her pretence of grace, and Gods high honor, 
 Like Grapes fhe did contend grew vp her Vines, 
 And as good Gold as Sions feem'd her Coppor ; 
 
 It was but feeming fo, not fo indeed. 
 
 Her feeming-flower was a very weed. 
 
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70 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 For why, the fpirit which fhe did pretend 
 Was not autentique from the holy Ghoft, 
 On no authority fhe did depend 
 Nor had fhe certaine being in any coafl ; 
 Her owne beheft fhe did Idolatrize, 
 And Hydra-like renu'd her Fallacies. 
 
 She had no Altar, nor no Sacrament 
 
 No Ceremonie, nor Oblation, 
 
 Her fchool was Cauill, & truthleffe babblement 
 
 Riot her Raigne, her end damnation ; 
 This was the haggard whoore of Babylon 
 Whofe cup inuenym'd all that drunke thereon. 
 
 And this was flie which now this holie-day 
 Whiles all the Temple was in deep deuotions 
 .^nd high adore of Chrifts natiuity 
 Came with her barbarous Babellonians 
 
 To bid it battell, and affault the place ; 
 
 But (oh the foole) fhe came againft Gods grace. 
 
 She came with peace-full Oliffe in her hand 
 Pretending mutuall honour of that feafl : 
 And all her rabble-rout fhe did command 
 As much in outward fayning to proteft, 
 But vnderneath their plaufible attire 
 They all bare balles of venym and wild-fire. 
 
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AFIGFORFORTVNE. 71 
 
 She was more craftie then Gcntilitie 
 
 Which thought of yore with maffacre to quell 
 
 The propagation of Sionrie : 
 
 For well fhe wift that Sion was as a bell 
 And Perfecution but as a clapper 
 That made her filuer-found more far to fcatter. 
 
 Shee therfore to beguile with friendlie feeming 
 Came thus addreft ; and priuily intempled 
 Her fpeciall 'Qout-fieux to prepare her comming 
 With feeds and weeds of jealofie and falfhed : 
 Meane while fhe flood without the Temple gate 
 Protefling zeale and dutie to her ftate. 
 
 But God whofe fpirit euer Argus-ty'6. 
 The weale of S?c« as th'apple of his eye, 
 Saw from his high enthrone, and did deride 
 The Harlots complot ; and did by and by 
 Infpire his Templers pregnant jealofie 
 And valure againft her (lie hoftilitie. 
 
 Efts might you heare a battle-bell pcale out 
 Religious Larums ouer all the Region 
 And fee a folempne confluence about 
 The high Sacrificators holic Oblation : 
 
 Each one was on his knees for Confirmation 
 
 In grace againft fo vile prevarication. 
 
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72 AFIGFORFORTVNE. 
 
 ^mongfl the reft was I a Catecumen 
 As yet vngrac'd with his alhallowed hand, 
 Vntil fuch time as Catechryfius then 
 Prefented me, and gaue him tVnderftand 
 My Name, my Nation, and Coniierfion 
 And how I crau'd to be a man of '^ion. 
 
 Then tooke he mee by the hand, and did applaud 
 Such my Primiiis^ toward fo high refolue, 
 Blefsing my on-gate fram Doblessas fraud 
 And fanflifying me with a holie falue ; 
 He wept for joy that an 'Elizian 
 Would come to be his Metropolitan. 
 
 ^nd for he faw me abfolutely arm'd 
 
 Alreadie to the warres ; he faid no more 
 
 But only blefb me, and with his breath becharm'd 
 
 My Conftancie againft the Babell-wliore. : 
 
 And for I was an E«^/2/7z-Ilander 
 
 He prickt me downe vnder Saint Georges banner. 
 
 Then Qatechryfius tooke me by the hand 
 And led me to my CuUors ; and as we went 
 He briefly told me and gaue me tVnderftand 
 How all 'Doble/sas dorrs I might preuent, 
 ^nd then concluded. Oh, that 'Eliza were 
 A Sionite to day to fee this geere. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 73 
 
 By this T)oblefsa feeing all her guile 
 
 Detefted and Alarum'd ouer all, 
 
 Was in a pelting chafe, and gan reuile 
 
 The name of Sion, and to fcale the wall : 
 Loe, thus began the holie warres of Sion 
 Againft the rampant Hagg and whoore of Babylon. 
 
 Then might you fee whole Legions of Angels 
 Difcend adowne in amitie of warre 
 To Sion, againft Doblcjfa and her deuels : 
 The warre was like as when proud Lticifar 
 
 Tumulting all the Court of heauen was throwne 
 He, and his complices to hell adowne. 
 
 Eftfoones the high ^"acrificator feeing 
 The vp-fhot brunt of all Hobleffas broyle 
 Came perfonally himfeife vnto the bickering 
 To cheere his men of warre in all their toyle : 
 ^nd thus befpake them from the holie Tower, 
 His fpeech and geft was full of grace and power. 
 
 Oh men of Sion, happy Machabies, 
 
 Whom Temples honor in your foules ingrafted 
 
 //ighlie demeanes to Gods benignities ; 
 
 Difmay not at the number of the dead 
 
 But thinking who he is for whom you fight 
 Redouble your proweffe, and your manly might. 
 
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74 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 You combate for the high Hierufalem 
 A region of Peace and Immortalitie 
 Fore-fpell'd, and promift only vnto them 
 That ftraine in her behalfe their vp-fhot conftancie ; 
 Nor feare yee any woundes or any dying 
 So good a death tends to a better reuiuing. 
 
 See, how confufedly Dobkfsa fightes 
 Without all difcipline or good array, 
 Her Camp abandon'd to inteftine fpightes 
 And euerie one contending to beare fway ; 
 Their ovvne diforder will confound their power 
 The frame of Difcord dures not an hower. 
 
 On then like gallants of the holy-Ghofl 
 Fighting in Vnity, and for a Crowne 
 Againft a rafcall and tumultuous Hoft ; 
 Nere let the ftrumpet pull the Temple downe, 
 No, neuer fliall the ftrumpet pull it downe 
 For God is God, and it is all his owne. 
 
 Rememorate the glorie of her Age, 
 And of her Raigne, and of her priftin Warres 
 How often hath fhe quell'd Yioblefsas rage 
 Attempting to affayle her holy Rampiars ? 
 Hath fhe not been a Nurfe vnto yee all 
 A Shelter, and a feaft mod feftiuall ? 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 75 
 
 Befides, hath God not promifed of yore 
 That hell fhall nere preuaile againft her gates ? 
 And hath not he vouchfau'd to die therfore 
 Eftablifhing her glorie againft all Fates ? 
 
 Yea, is not he her fundamentall ftone 
 
 Her daylie Sacrifice and high Oblation ? 
 
 What will ye more ? Oh Sionitics no more, 
 But to your tacklings ftand like men of honor 
 Like men of Sion, one to twentie fcore 
 6'uch Bade/l-hildings ; mortifie their rancor 
 With conftant and imperious refiftance, 
 God and his Angels are in your afsiftance. 
 
 So faid, he bleft them, and difmift them all ; 
 Who ftraight in troops vnto the Rampiers ran 
 And happie he could get vpon the wall : 
 There then a fecond skirmifh frefli began, 
 Dobleffa ftill perfifting in th'affault 
 And ^ion fierce fupplying all default. 
 
 It was a heauen to fee the good array 
 And vnitie of Sion in this confli6l, 
 How euerie one was willing to obay 
 H\s, Officers encharge though nere fo ftrift. 
 
 The holy-Ghoft was in and ouer all 
 
 Cheering their combate with his cordiall. 
 
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 81 
 
-]6 A FIG FOR FOPvTVNE. 
 
 Meane while the high Sacrificator, he 
 
 Attended to the Temples Sacrifice 
 
 Offring it vp for peace and viflorie, 
 
 He chanted ^ymnes, and Laudes, and Letanies, 
 
 And in Pontificall Procefsion 
 
 He and his Clergie made their intercefsion. 
 
 Some in their ftuddies commented the Text 
 Conferring place with place, and with traditions 
 Ov'ring the fraud wherwith Dobleffa vext 
 Their Ghofpels peace ; fome others in her ftations 
 
 Boldlie aduentured their liues to tell 
 
 The Babellonians of all her hell. 
 
 Some they perfwaded, thofe were verie few 
 A nd of thofe few not one of ten perfifted, 
 But fhill as fear and fraud their frailties drew 
 They flarted backe againe like men agafted : 
 
 Oh, what it is to be too fecular. 
 
 It was fclf-loue that all their weale did marre. 
 
 And of fuch braue aduenturous Sionites 
 As Yiobleffa could by hooke or crooke intrap 
 They di'd the death, and fuffred all the fpights 
 That rage and rafcall wit could jointly rap, 
 Subjeft they were to dreadfull perfecution 
 By publick edi6l, and falfe brethrens treafon. 
 
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A FIG FOR FORTVNE. TJ 
 
 What facring, and what facramenting was 
 
 In Sw« all this while for Sio7ts fafetie 
 
 Was more then all the ftrength of ftone and braffe 
 
 In her defence ; God not in enmitie 
 
 But for her greater glories fake permitting 
 
 'Doblejfa thus to bid it bale and bickring. 
 
 Contrarie-wife, Tioblejfa ru'd the fate 
 Of her attempt ; her mood began to quaile, 
 For God now feeing the prefixed date 
 Of Siohs patience in her laft auayle 
 
 Did on the fuddaine fo enlarge his grace 
 That th'whoore retir'd, and gaue backe apace. 
 
 A nd then to fliew her lateft trumperie 
 (Now that our Lords permifsion faild her powre) 
 She gan with Magick-fpels and forcerie 
 Faire Virgin-like to falfifie her figure, 
 Therby to feeme as gracious as fhe could 
 To Sions eie ; fuch was her guize of ould. 
 
 But when fhe faw that all her fallaces 
 And fierce affaults to Sion were in vaine, 
 And feeling now withall Gods heauie furies 
 Shovvre down vpon her hke a floud of raine, 
 
 Shee could no longer bide the brunt of Sion 
 
 But backe fhe reel'd to hell and Babylon. 
 
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78 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 And fearing lead her daunted enterprize 
 Might haphe alien her peoples hearts 
 From her obeyance : She fo bewitcht their eies 
 With myftes of falfed glory, and high deferts, 
 
 That they befotted in their difafter 
 
 Betooke them to their heeles, and fled with her. 
 
 And as they fled, Oh, marke their vanitie. 
 They did fo crauin-cockadoodle it 
 As though they had run away viflorie 
 And left faire Ston in her dying fit, 
 
 Such hoopes, fuch clangor, and fuch fymphonie 
 
 And all was but 'Dobleffas pollicie. 
 
 She nufled them in fo proud Peacockrie 
 To th' end they might not fee their damned ftate, 
 But flill perfeuer as the Bumble-Bee 
 Repine-leffe in their dung, and defperate : 
 
 Oh, curfed and vnkind captiuitie 
 
 To be fo willing drudge to Falfitie. 
 
 Yet fome whome 'iions more efpeciall beame 
 
 Had bright appaid to fee her dignitie 
 
 Fled from the witch, as wak'd from out a dreame 
 
 Of Faery, and Chimericall Imagerie, 
 Such Zioii intromitted in her gate 
 Applauding them with deere congratulate. 
 
 Contrary 
 
 84 
 
AFIGFORFORTVNE. 79 
 
 Contrarie-wife whatfoeiier Sionite 
 
 Dobleffa could with flight or fight enthrall 
 
 She led away into eternall night 
 
 Blind-folding their eyes to make them fall 
 Into a thoufand helles and offendickles, 
 Thrife fatall lapfe from Grace into fuch pickles. 
 
 Nor was the holie Temple thus acquitted 
 For euer after from her hoftill trouble 
 But ftill as Hydra-X^t. fhe had renued 
 One head vpon the others ftump and ftubble 
 She came againe, and made a braggard-fliow, 
 But ftill fhe bare away the Palfie-blow. 
 
 Such being the ancient league of God to 'S>ion 
 Necefsiting her Peace to fuch temptation 
 ^nd ypt withall protefting his protection 
 Therto : againft all hell and Babylon : 
 
 What greater fafetie then fo good affurance ? 
 
 The word of God is of eternall durance. 
 
 Thus 'Sion triumpht ouer moode and tumult 
 
 Cabaging her Peace in perfe6l vnitie 
 
 Againft whatfoeuer future-Scifmes infult : 
 
 ^nd feeing now no more hoflilitie 
 
 But all the Regions cleere : She fell a rifling 
 V)obleffas fpoyles, the Honors of her fighting. 
 
 And 
 
 8S 
 
8o A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 And in her warlike wardrop there flie plafl them 
 Amongft a world of former pillages 
 And fpoyles of Cabell: high Yiienifalem 
 Sifterlie applauding fuch her viflories, 
 And thinking long the day to honor her 
 With her embrace, and euerlafting cheere. 
 
 Then (to conclude) the high Sacrific.ator 
 Came foorth in place, and bleft the Combatants, 
 Bidding them giue to God th' eternall honour 
 Of fo high hap : And therupon he defcants 
 A large difcourfe of Gods proteftion 
 How prompt he alwayes was to fuccour ^ion. 
 
 So done : he efts difmifb the multitude 
 T' attend vnto the buriall of their brethren 
 Whom ^ions honor had that day endu'd 
 With zeale to die for her like valiant men ; 
 Their graues refented Immortalitie 
 Sweeter then all the fents of A rabie. 
 
 And for it was a fpeciall viflorie 
 ^tchiu'd euen on the very walles of Swz, 
 There was proclaim'd a generall lubilie 
 To be follemniz'd throughout all the region 
 The 0(5lave after ; in feaft-full reference 
 /ind thanks to God for fuch his high defence, 
 
 86 
 
 In 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 In which meane while the holie Sacrificer 
 Progrefsing the Prouince, vifited his flocke 
 And with his paftorall care, and Crozier 
 Out-weeded and retrenched from the ftocke 
 Whatfoeucr venym weed, or graft of Error 
 T)obleJfa had fowne, or fet with guile, or terror. 
 
 Namelie ; he did efpecially difpofe 
 To carcfull cure the wownded Combatantes ; 
 And fuch as brunt of warre had flaine ; all thofe 
 H'Incallendred to Fames rememberance : 
 Lartly, he did repaire and fortifie 
 Each ruine againft all future enemie. 
 
 By this the Oftave-day of viflorie 
 
 Was come, when (!oe) the Temples filuer belles 
 
 Safely out-pealed to feftivitie ; 
 
 Then might you fee both Sionits and Angels 
 Troop to the Temple-ward Hke fwarmes of Bees 
 And hand in hand downe falling on their knees. 
 
 You may imagine, no ; you are to fraile 
 To comprehend fo high magnificence : 
 There fawe I heauen and earth in ioynt-entayle 
 Homaging to Gods beneuolence 
 A world of praife and Allehiyaes, 
 Hallowing the aire with fo thankfull praife. 
 
 M 
 
 87 
 
82 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 I faw the high Procefsion paffe along 
 111 intermixed rankes of men and Angels 
 The holie-Ghoft ouer-hov'ring their fong : 
 There founded Mufic-inftruments and Belles ; 
 Yea, birds conforted with their warbling lays, 
 T' enter-common alfo in this daycs praife. 
 
 Along as thus we march'd about the Temple 
 In rich array, in fweetes, and mellodie, 
 A fuddaine Zephire-gale blew from the fleeple 
 Solliciting our eyes fupernally, 
 And what it was ; Oh, there I bend my knee 
 It was a Virgin in bright maieftie. 
 
 The skie did open, and adowne difcended 
 Vpon a filuer-cloud this follempne fight 
 A Mayden-Nymph moft fhone-fatellited 
 With all the Angell-court of heauen out-right : 
 She was inuefled in as Orient fplender 
 As Gods omnipotence and Loue could lend her. 
 
 She was the Genium of high Hiernfalem 
 The Patroneffe of Sw«, and the Aduocate 
 Of grace and mercie vnto mortall men ; 
 Her coming was for to congratulate 
 This triumph-day and grateful! lubilie 
 Of Sion vnto God for vi6lorie. 
 
 88 
 
 Which 
 
A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 83 
 
 Which fuch her prefence ftinted our Procefsion 
 Rapting vs all into a fweet admire 
 Of fo fhone figure ; her irradiation 
 Flaming our fpirits with a mightie fire 
 
 Of Seraphin-affe6lion and zeale 
 
 To die in vifion of her fweet reueale. 
 
 I may not be fo impious and prophane 
 As to compare this heauenly fpe6tacle 
 To any earthlie pomp or jollie vaine 
 Of Cse/ars Bride : whofe pride is but a cackle 
 Or as a fhadow in comparifon 
 Of fo triumphant and moft virgin vifion. 
 
 There on the Temple-pinacle fhe refted 
 Gracing, and doubling our follempne feaft 
 With her in-heauen ; And all the while fhe attefted 
 Both with her glee-full countenance and geft 
 Gods euerlafting loue vnto the place 
 And eke her owne againft 'Doblcffas race. 
 
 At laft fhe gan to wane and wend about 
 
 Our follempne multitude with all her traine 
 
 Sufpending vs in a delitious doubt 
 
 Of fome fweet fequell : Our doubt was not in vaine, 
 For on the fuddaine houering ouer vs 
 She fliowr'd downe Rofes moft odoriferous. 
 
 M 2 Rofes 
 
 09 
 
74 A FIG FOR FORTVNE. 
 
 Rofes both red and white adowne fhe fhewred 
 From out her virgin-lap, fo fweet refenting 
 As all our fences into fent adiured : 
 So done ; fhe vanifht, leauing vs a fcambling 
 For fuch her fweets ; I for my part was one 
 That neuer would giue ouer till all had done. 
 
 And ftill I call'd vpon Elizas name 
 Thinking thofe Rofes hers, that figure hers, 
 Vntill fuch time as Catechryjius came 
 And pointing me vnto his faithful! teares 
 (Teares of the zeale he bare t' Elizas name) 
 He told me No ; fhe was an Efterne Dame. 
 
 ■s 
 
 With that I caft mine eye into the Eaft 
 Where yet I might difcerne the region bright, 
 Much like as when the Sunne downe in the Weft 
 Newly difcended, leaues vs of his light 
 
 vSome Rubie-Rellickes after : Oh, deer God 
 Why made fhe not with vs more long abod. 
 
 Rapt with thefe woonders, wrapt in virgin-Rofes 
 .^nd faire be-Sioned againft misfortune, 
 I fuddainly was gone from thefe repofes 
 SoUicited with an efpeciall importune 
 
 Of home-ward zeale and of 'Elizas name, 
 Wherto I bend, and fay ; God bleffe the fame. 
 
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Joseph Scaliger, 
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 Edmvnd Spencer, 
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 TYiE 
 
The P ROE ME. 
 
 I UJl teares commix' d with Jlreams of guiltlefs blood 
 May Jliew our woes, but not their period; 
 For this Heaven onely can affixe : Why then, 
 
 Trujl wee to armes or Jlratagems of men ? 
 
 Expe5ling peace, or any f aire accord. 
 
 From Counfels wife, or tlie victorious Sword ; 
 
 Since Heaven alone thefe evils can conclude, 
 
 Which Sinnefirfl caus'd and on us did obtrude. 
 
 Could wee ejeSl this caufe, wee might find Peace : 
 
 For caufes failing, then effeSls furceafe. 
 
 Wee need demand no counfellfrom the Starres, 
 
 To know the if sue of tlufe bloody Warres : 
 
 No Sibylles bookes or Oracles zvee need. 
 
 To bee infonn d of things that fhall fucceed : 
 
 No Oracle of Delphos, but of Sion, 
 
 No booke, but that of God, mtifl wee relie on. 
 
 No 
 
No Starve, but Jacobs Starve, can doe the feate, 
 To end ouv woes, and make ouvjoyes compleate. 
 Could I th' harmonious forrowes parallel 
 Of the iticejled mournfull Philomel .• 
 Or could I imitate thatfatall note, 
 Which is effujed from thefilver throte 
 Of that f aire Bird,y cleapt Apollo's Priefl, 
 Who clad infeat/ier'd Albe, with his f oft brefl 
 Divides thefurface of the cryflall flream, 
 And dying fings his ownefad requiem ; 
 Then might I fuchfad Elegies devife, 
 As would become our mournfull tragedies. 
 But give mee leave afpace for to difmiffe 
 Melpomene, and bloudy Nemefis, 
 And to eleSl aflyle which may appear e 
 More mild to many, though to fome fevere. 
 
 Learned 
 
ru 
 
 w 
 
 ^ 
 
 Earn'd Scaliger, the fecond of the twaine, 
 Second to none in Arts, did late complaine 
 To wife Apollo, of fome ftrange abufes, 
 Committed againft him and the Nine Mufes: 
 For Scaliger had beene Grave Cenfour long, 
 In Learnings Commonwealth, and liv'd among 
 The people of Parnajpus, in fuch fame, 
 That all the world tooke notice of his name : 
 Himfelfe hee humbly to his Lord addreft. 
 And in thefe termes, his inward thoughts exprefl;. 
 (Dread Prince) to whofe benevolous afpecft 
 Wee owe our Arts, and Hearts, with all refpe6l 
 Which may bee due unto a Soveraigne Lord, 
 Who rules by Love, and Law, not by the Sword ; 
 I, whom your Majejly daign'd to create 
 Cenfour of manners, in the Learned State, 
 Obliged by the dutie of my place. 
 Humbly prefume to importune your Grace, 
 Unto my votes to adde your royall will, 
 For a redreffe of fome abufes ill. 
 
 Needs 
 
Needs muft wee thofe advantages confeffe, 
 Which wee reape from the literary Preffe, 
 A priviledge which our forefathers wanted, 
 Although to us Heaven it benign ely granted : 
 This engine of the Mufes doth difperfe 
 Arts befl achievements, both in Profe and Verfe : 
 It vents with eafe, labours of learned braines, 
 And doth the hand quit from a world of paines : 
 Thofe Wonders, of which elder ages boaft, 
 Had almoft all forgotten been, and lofl, 
 If this Eighth Wonder had not been contriv'd, 
 Whereby the other feven have been reviv'd. 
 Yoiir Grace well knowes (I need not to relate) 
 How Typographie doth concerne your flate, 
 Which fome pernicious heads have fo abus'd, 
 That many wifh it never had been us'd : 
 This inftrument of Art, is now poffeft 
 By fome, who have in Art no intereft ; 
 For it is now imploy'd by Paper-wafters, 
 By mercenary foules, and Poetaflers, 
 Who weekly utter, flanders, libells, lies, 
 Under the name of fpecious novelties : 
 Thus Captaine Rajhinghams undone, and loft, 
 For thefe his trade and cuftome have engrofl; : 
 
 And 
 
(3) 
 And Hee, f'for to maintalne an honeft port^ 
 Is forc'd t' accept an office in your Court ; 
 Hee in your Graces kitchin plucks the Widgeons, 
 Geefe, Dotterells, and Duckes, and all tame Pidgeons, 
 And for his labour hee their plums retaines, 
 Wages, that fute his perfon, and his paines ; 
 But let not your High Majejly millake, 
 And thinke that my complaint is for his fake : 
 If this abufe touch'd onely fuch as hee, 
 It were no grievance, but a remedy : 
 For Truth, and Morall Vertues injur'd are ; 
 The Mufes, and the Graces beare a fhare, 
 In thefe notorious wrongs, with all that love 
 Parnaffus, or the Heliconian Grove : 
 Therefore {Great Prince) vouchfafe for to apply 
 Your Soveraigne power, and authority. 
 To vindicate your fubjefts, and to curbe 
 Thofe Varlets, that your government diflurbe. 
 Thus fpake the Cen/our, then Apollo fhook 
 His harnifh'd lockes, and with a frowning look, 
 Declar'd his difcontent ; but having paus'd, 
 Hee thus reply'd : Grave Cen/our I'm amaz'd, 
 To heare the impudent affronts of thefe 
 That thus contemne our Lawes, and our decrees, 
 
 B But 
 
(A) 
 But (by this golden Scepter) they fhall try 
 What 'tis to trefpaffe on our lenity : 
 If our remifneffe hath made them tranfgreffe, 
 They fhall perceive that wee can make it leffe, 
 In their fharpe punifhment. Thus Phosbus ends, 
 And then Hee for Torquato Tajfo fends ; 
 Under whofe charge fome Companies were lifted 
 Of that ftout Gend'army, which confifted 
 Of Heroick Poets, whofe high valour was. 
 No meane defenfe, but a magnifick grace 
 Unto the Sacred Hill : this Regiment, 
 On fummons fhort, was ever ready bent 
 To execute Apollo's juft commands. 
 With hearts couragious, and with armed hands. 
 Stout Tajfo did in fturdy buffe appeare. 
 And after reverence done, defir'd to heare 
 His Graces pleafure ; who foone gave him orders, 
 With all his Cavalry, to fcoure the borders 
 Of high Parnaffus, and low Helicon, 
 And to bring in alive, or dead, each one 
 That had difcovered been, or to defile 
 The Preffe with Pamphlets fcarrilous, and vile. 
 Or to have traduc'd with malignant fpirits, 
 Perfons of honorable worth, and merits. 
 
 Taffb 
 
(s) 
 
 Taffo departs with thefe inftru6lions, 
 And mufter'd up his witty Myrmidons : 
 The trumpet to the flirrop gives a call : 
 They buftle to their armes, and mounted all, 
 Hafte to their Rendezvous without delay, 
 And put in ranke, and file, they march away : 
 For Ta^ no advantage did decline, 
 To profecute the better his defigne ; 
 Hee into fquadrons three his Troopes differs, 
 And unto feverall quarters them dire6ls. 
 That traverfing the countrey round about, 
 They might the fooner find thefe foxes out ; 
 In each fufpicious angle TaJ/b feekes, 
 And in this inquifition fpent fome weekes ; 
 Nor did his other parties with negle6l 
 Performe what they injoyn'd were to effedl ; 
 The limits of ParnaJJus they furround, 
 And Helicon, with verdant Laurells crown'd : 
 Mount PinduSy and thofe valleys ever greene 
 Where pale Pyrene, and pure Hippocrene 
 In liquid cryftall rife, they fearch'd throughout ; 
 Nor was the Vale of Tempe left unfought : 
 Nor did their labours miffe fucceffe defir'd : 
 For they, before a moneth was iiill expir'd, 
 
 B2 Had 
 
Had clear'd the coafls, and many pris'ners gain'd ; 
 
 Which malefa6lors they in chaines detain'd, 
 
 And them convey'd unto Apolloes Court, 
 
 Who welcom'd Taffo in moft gratious fort : 
 
 And for his faithfull fervice, him hee made 
 
 Lieutenant Generall of that proud Brigade 
 
 Of the Italian Poets : This reward 
 
 Made elder Dante, and Petrarch to regard 
 
 His dignitie with ill affe6led eyes : 
 
 And Ariojlo difcontent likewife : 
 
 But Pkcebus did brave Tamo's merit weigh 
 
 By reafon, but in fcales of paffion they ; 
 
 And when hee did perceive that they did fret, 
 
 To fee themfelves behind their Junior fet, 
 
 Hee them affur'd they mufl expe6l t' inherit 
 
 Parnajfus honours not by time, but merit. 
 
 But when Apollo with his radiant looke 
 
 The Pris'ners had into amazement ftrooke, 
 
 Hee cauf'd thofe guiltie foules to bee convey'd 
 
 To the Trophonian denne, there to bee laid 
 
 In Irons cold, untill they fhould bee brought 
 
 To tryall for thofe mifchiefs they had wrought. 
 
 Apollo then a folemne fummons fent 
 
 To all thofe honour'd Peers that did frequent 
 
 The 
 
 12 
 
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 The Learned Hill, and ftridlly them injoyn'd, 
 Him to attend, upon a day affign'd : 
 For in a full Afsife hee did intend 
 The crimes of thefe delinquents to perpend : 
 His loyall Nobles fail'd not, to refort 
 (Without delay) unto their Soveraignes Court, 
 And on the day, which was for judgement fet, 
 They all in the Pr^torian hall were met : 
 Where Phcedtis, on his high tribunall fate, 
 With his AJJeJfours, in triumphant ftate ; 
 Sage Verulam fublim'd for fcience great. 
 As Chancellour, next him had the firft feat : 
 And next to him, Budeus did appear, 
 Hee of Parnaffus was High Treafurer : 
 Sidney tooke place upon the other fide. 
 Who th' office of High Conjiable fupply'd : 
 But Piais of Mirandula, (who was 
 High Chamberlaine) affumed the fourth place ; 
 The elder Scaliger his place then tooke 
 Before Erafmus, who fhew'd in his looke 
 Diftafte, for hee (like Pompey) tooke difpleafure 
 To fee himfelfe put downe by Julius Ce/ar. 
 In cuerpo then did Jujlus Lipjius fit, 
 Who more devotion had expreft then wit, 
 
 B 3 When 
 
 13 
 
When to an Image hee bequeath'd his gown ; 
 
 But had hee not been for a Turnecoate known, 
 
 His ofifer'd garment might have found efteeme, 
 
 Which fitter for a Frippery did feeme, 
 
 Then for her ufe, to whom it was prefented. 
 
 Next him fate Barclay, fomewhat difcontented, 
 
 'Caufe hee had fail'd in finding that refpe6l, 
 
 Which hee from Romes Archfiamen did expe6l. 
 
 Bodine, Turnebus, Cafaubon and Grotius, 
 
 Mafcardus, Heinjius, Selden, Vofsius, 
 
 Approved Criticks all, did there appeare 
 
 On the judiciall Bench with lookes fevere. 
 
 But when old Camden thought to take his place, 
 
 Apollo him repuls'd with fome difgrace : 
 
 For hee of late receiv'd had a complaint 
 
 From hands of credit, which did him attaint 
 
 Of mifdemeanours, afled in a ftory, 
 
 That did detradl from a Great Ladies glory, 
 
 Wherein hee was accus'd to have reveal'd 
 
 Some things, which better might have been conceal'd 
 
 Had they been truths : What madneffe him mifled, 
 
 T'afperfe the afhes of that Phoenix dead. 
 
 With notes of infamy, whofe fun'rall flame 
 
 Ravifti'd the world with th'odour of her fame ? 
 
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 Doubtleffe the living hee to flatter knew, 
 Much better then to give the dead her due. 
 
 (The Court thus fet) the fturdy Keeper then 
 Of the unhofpitall Trophonian Den, 
 His trembling Pris'ners brought unto the barre ; 
 For fterne afpe6l, with Mars hee might compare, 
 But by his belly, and his double chinne, 
 Hee look'd like the old Hofte of a New Inne. 
 Thus when fowre Ben his fetter'd cattell had 
 Shut up together in the pinfold fad : 
 yohn Taylour, then the Courts fhrill Chanticleere, 
 Did fummon all the jftirours to appeare : 
 Hee had the Cryers place : an office fit, 
 For him that hath a better voyce, then wit. 
 Hee, who was called firfl in all the Lift, 
 George Withers hight, entitled Satyrifl ; 
 Then Gary, May, and Davenant were call'd forth ; 
 Renowned Poets all, and men of worth, 
 If wit may paffe for worth. Then Sylvejier, 
 Sands, Drayton, Beazimont, Fletcher, Ma/singer, 
 Shakefpeare, and Heyivood, Poets good and free ; 
 Dramatick writers all, but the firft three : 
 Thefe were empanell'd all, and being fworne 
 A juft and perfeft verdi6l to returne, 
 
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 A Malefaftour then receiv'd command, 
 Before the Barre to elevate his hand ; 
 Mercurius Britanicus by name, 
 Was hee, who firfl was call'd to play his game : 
 Then Edmund Spenfer Clarke of the Affife, 
 Read the Endidlment loud, which did comprife 
 Matters of fcandall, and contempt extreme, 
 Done 'gainft the Dignitie, and Diademe 
 Of great Apollo, and that legall courfe. 
 Which throughout all Parnaffus was in force. 
 For ufe of Mercury hee was accuf'd. 
 Which weekely hee into his inke infufd, 
 Thereby to murther, and deftroy the fame 
 Of many, with flrange obloquie, and fhame. 
 Hee likewife was accuf'd, to have purloin'd 
 Some drachmes of wit, with a felonious mind. 
 From Helicon, which hee in Satyrs mixt, 
 To make fome laugh, and others deepely vext. 
 Unto his charge they likewife did obje6l, 
 That when hee faw his lines could not effe6l 
 His ends, and aymes, which were his foe to kill, 
 Or elfe to make him throw away his quill ; 
 That then hee fought by magick Arts to call 
 Archilochus his ghofl from Phito's hall. 
 
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To teach him how fuch language to indite, 
 
 As might make some even hang themfelves for fpite. 
 This was his charge in brief; (which being read) 
 To his indiftment he was call'd to plead ; 
 
 Not guilty, he replies, and did fubmit 
 
 Himfelfe to the integrity and wit 
 
 Of twelve fufficient Poets, but entreated, 
 
 To heare the Jurours names againe repeated : 
 
 fWhich done^ hee on exceptions did infift, 
 
 Afferted againfl divers of the lift. 
 
 On confident George Withers firft hee fix'd, 
 
 As one unfit with others to bee mix'd 
 
 In his arraignment, for he did proteft, 
 
 That Withers was a cruell Satyrift ; 
 
 And guilty of the fame offence and crime, 
 
 Whereof hee was accufed at this time : 
 
 Therefore for him hee thought it fitter farre, 
 
 To ftand as a Delinquent at the barre. 
 
 Then to bee now empanell'd in a Jury. 
 
 Geo7'ge Withers then, with a Poetick fury, 
 
 Began to blufter, but Apollo's frowne 
 
 Made him forbeare, and lay his choler downe. 
 
 But Phoebus, thus Britanicus corre6ls. 
 
 Our Majefty (faid hee) which ftill prote6ls 
 
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 The innocent, but doth ofifendours fcourge, 
 
 Ingag'd is honeft Withers for to purge 
 
 From this offence : for his impartiall pen 
 
 Did rather groffe abufes taxe, then men : 
 
 Or that hee did tranfgreffe, let us admit ; 
 
 Since long agoe, hee fmarted for his wit. 
 
 Nor was Britanims with this abafh'd, 
 
 For with his cavils hee fought to have dafh'd 
 
 Two other able Jurours, and thefe were 
 
 Deferving Sands and gentle Sylvejler : 
 
 To thefe opprobious language hee affords, 
 
 And them Tranflators call'd, and men of words, 
 
 No Poets, but meer Rhymers, for (faid hee) 
 
 Invention is the foule of poefie. 
 
 And who can fay, that fuch a foule as this. 
 
 Is to bee found in their abilities ? 
 
 For thefe are bondmen to anothers ftile. 
 
 And when they have beftow'd much time, and toile, 
 
 They doe but what, before, was better done ; 
 
 For Poemes lofe by their tranflation, 
 
 And are deprived of that luftre brave. 
 
 Which their originalls are wont to have : 
 
 Yea all the workes of thefe Tranflators vaine, 
 
 Are rather labour of the hand, then braine : 
 
 Their 
 
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Their afinine endeavours have effeded, 
 That nobler tongues and arts are now negle6led ; 
 While they in vulgar language reprefent 
 Thofe notions which from vulgar wits diffent : 
 This knot of Knaves the Common-wealth afflifts 
 Of your Parnafsus with their jugling tricks ; 
 For Rubies which in gold at firft were fet, 
 They into copper put, whereby they cheat 
 The fimpler fort, that want a piercing eye, 
 The difference of metals to defcry. 
 Thus fpake Britanicus : while many fmil'd ; 
 But Sands look'd pale, and Sylvejler wax'd wild 
 For anger and difdaine ; Apollo then 
 Thus interpos'd, to vindicate thefe men, 
 Britanicus (faid hee) we have too long 
 The language heard of thy traducing tongue. 
 But Syluefters, and Sands his worth is fuch, 
 That thy reproach cannot their honour touch : 
 Since Kings for Majefty, and arts renown'd, 
 Have with receptions kind, their labours crown'd. 
 Befides, wee are inclin'd by fome refpefts, 
 Challeng'd from us, by the infirmer fex, 
 Thefe writers of Parnajfus to fupport, 
 To pleafe the fancy of that female fort, 
 
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 Whom want of thefe tranflations might fpurre on, 
 For to acquire, and get more tongues then one : 
 Which if they fhould accomplifh, men might rue 
 Thofe mifchiefes which would thereupon enfue. 
 But if nor Sands, nor Sylvejier can merit, 
 The titles of true Poets to inherit, 
 For what they have perform'd, yet wee relie 
 So much upon their truth, and loyaltie, 
 That wee caufe them to paffe upon thy tryall. 
 In fpite of thy exception or denyall. 
 Thus fpake Apollo : then the Pris'ner was 
 Injoyn'd to fland afide, and in his place 
 Did Aulicus fucceed, who by command. 
 In humble fort uprear'd his guilty hand : 
 Full fadly his indictment he attends. 
 Which him impeach'd, that hee for wicked ends 
 Had the Cajlalian Spring defil'd with gall ; 
 And chang'd by witchcraft, moft Satyricall, 
 The bayes of Helicon, and myrtles mild. 
 To pricking hauthornes, and to hollyes wild. 
 Hee was accus'd, that he with flanders falfe, 
 With forged fi6lions, calumnies and tales, 
 Had fought the Spar lane Ephori to fhame. 
 And added fewell to the direful! flame 
 
 Of 
 
Of civill difcord, and domefticke blowes, 
 
 By the incentives of malicious profe. 
 
 For whereas, hee fhould have compos'd his inke 
 
 Of liquours, that make flames expire, and fhrinke 
 
 Into their cinders, it was there objefted. 
 
 That hee had his of burning oile confefled. 
 
 Of Naphtha, Gunpowder, Pitch, and Saltpeter, 
 
 Which thofe combuftions raifed, and made greater. 
 
 Hee was accus'd to have unjuftly ftung 
 
 The fage Amphillyons with his venom'd tongue ; 
 
 And that he like the fierce Albanian curre, 
 
 Did ftubbornly choofe rather to demurre. 
 
 And bee difmembred by anothers wit, 
 
 Then loofe his teeth from thofe, whom firfl hee bit. 
 
 Hee was accus'd, that he had us'd his skill, 
 
 ParnaJ/us with ftrange herefies to fill. 
 
 And that he labour'd had for to bring in, 
 
 Th' exploded do6lrines of the Florentine, 
 
 And taught that to diffemble and to lie. 
 
 Where vitall parts of humane policie : 
 
 Of his endi61;ment this was the full fenfe : 
 
 To which the Pris'ner pleades his innocence. 
 
 And puts himfelfe upon a legall tryall. 
 
 But he withall exhibites a denyall 
 
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 Agalnft a Jurour, for his fuit it was, 
 
 That May on his arraignment might not paffe : 
 
 For though a Poet hee muft him confeffe, 
 
 Becaufe his writings did atteft no leffe ; 
 
 Yet hee defir'd hee might be fet afide, 
 
 Becaufe hee durft not in his truth confide : 
 
 Of May among twelve moneths he well approv'd, 
 
 But May among Twelve men hee never lov'd : 
 
 For hee beleev'd that out of private fpite 
 
 Hee would his confcience ftraine, t' undoe him quite. 
 
 Hee likewife of offences him accus'd, 
 
 Whereby his King Apollo was abus'd : 
 
 And with malicious arguments attempts 
 
 To prove him guilty of fublime contempts, 
 
 But chiefly he indeavour'd to conclude, 
 
 That hee was guilty of ingratitude : 
 
 Which crime Parnaffus Lawes doe fo oppofe, 
 
 As in that State, it for high Treafon goes. 
 
 Then May ftept forth, and firfl implor'd the grace 
 And leave of Phcsbus to maintaine his cafe : 
 Then to the Learned Cunjtjlory fues. 
 That they would him or cenfure, or excufe : 
 Then calls the Gods, and all whom they prote6l. 
 The Starres, and all on whom they doe refledl, 
 
 The 
 
The Elements, and what's compos'd of thefe, 
 
 Him to acquit from all difloyalties. 
 
 If by juft proofes (faid hee) thou canfh evince, 
 
 That I have beene ungratefull to my Prince, 
 
 Then let mee from thefe groves bee now exil'd 
 
 To Scythian fnowes, or into deferts wild ; 
 
 Yea, I invoke the Gods that I may feele 
 
 The Gyants valour, or Ixioiis wheele, 
 
 If it bee found I have tranfgreffed thus, 
 
 As 'tis inform'd by lying Aulicus. 
 
 Apollo then darts forth an awfull ray 
 
 From his impiercing eye, which filenc'd May. 
 
 So Kings (if they bee juft) may rule like Gods, 
 
 And be obferved by their lookes, and nods. 
 
 Hee Aulicus rebuk'd, becaufe hee knew 
 
 His accufation from meere malice grew ; 
 
 And him advis'd in peace to ftand afide. 
 
 If hee defir'd with favour to be try'd. 
 
 The Cryer then did fummon to the Bar, 
 
 The Penman of the Weekely Calendar, 
 
 Entituled the new Ephemerides, 
 
 Perfe6l Diurnalls call them, if you pleafe ; 
 
 But their perfe6lion cannot mee invite, 
 
 To thinke they merit fuch an Epethite, 
 
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Except truths now for imperfedlions paffe, 
 And gold in eflimation yeelds to braffe. 
 
 Of his endidlment the whole fumme was this, 
 That hee had wrong'd th' Athenian Novelifls, 
 By felling them meere aire, in flead of Sack, 
 And puffes of wind, for ftrong Frontigniac : 
 For empty bottles hee was wont to mixe 
 Among full flafques, and with thefe cheating trickes 
 Deceiv'd thofe Merchants, who were not fo wife 
 To know the full from empty by the poife. 
 A fourth Delinquent then was called out, 
 A Second Proteus or the learned Scout : 
 This wife Ckamcsleon was wont to weare 
 That hue, which was propounded by his feare : 
 The fumme of his indi6lment this contain'd ; 
 That whereas hee had from Apollo gain'd 
 A Patent to report true newes abroad. 
 Without diffimulation, guile, or fraud, 
 Yet hee adulterated had his ware 
 With manifold impertinences rare 
 Yea from his center fwarv'd, and gone aftray 
 Into fome matters farre beyond his way ; 
 And that hee with eight Pages undifcreet, 
 Had tofs'd and tax'd high aftions in a fheet : 
 
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 That he prognofticks had prefum'd to reare, 
 On ftarres above his quadrant, and his fpheare : 
 And that he had prefum'd likewife to mixe 
 With his Avifoes fweet, foure politicks, 
 Difperfing weekly maximes of State, 
 As if he chiefly at the helme had fate : 
 And that he had oft in ambiguous fafhions, 
 Appear'd as one transform'd in his relations, 
 That it was very difificult to find, 
 Whether he were a bird, or beaft by kind : 
 He was accus'd, that he with cenfures bold, 
 The actions of his betters had controld. 
 And that he with his mercenary hand, 
 Had touch'd affaires of weight not to be fcann'd 
 By fuch as hee : thus was the Scotit indited, 
 But when he was unto his anfwer cited, 
 Hee pleads himfelfe to be an Innocent, 
 And humbly crav'd the Bench for to confent 
 To his impunity, and to difpence 
 With errours, that arlfe from indigence : 
 He further added ; fmce his fate it was 
 To be referr'd for tryall of his cafe 
 Unto twelve mouthes ; he crav'd they would admit 
 Twelve nofes too ; him to condemne, or quit, 
 
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That no defe6l might be of any fence, 
 
 To fmell, or to find out his innocence. 
 
 Apollo then retorts an ireful! glance, 
 
 And dafh'd the Pris'ner out of countenance : 
 
 He told him now 't was time to lay afide 
 
 Impertinent difcourfe, he fliould be tryd 
 
 By twelve, who were fufficient Men, and fit 
 
 Both for integrity, and pregnant wit : 
 
 And as for him, whofe Vote he did rejeft, 
 
 Upon a cavill againft fome defe6l : 
 
 Hee him affur'd that all the world might know, 
 
 His art was high, although his nofe was low : 
 
 But Madagafcar chiefly did exprefs 
 
 His raptures brave, and laur'ate worthinefs. 
 
 The Scout commanded was then to ftand by : 
 
 And Civicus held up his hand on high : 
 
 Good civill Civicus, who to his booke 
 
 Emblemes affix'd, of what he undertooke. 
 
 For filly rimes appear'd in the firfl place. 
 
 To which was added fome Commanders face. 
 
 That in refemblance, did no more comply 
 
 With him, whom it was faid to fignifie, 
 
 Then doe fome ftoryes which his books containe, 
 
 Refemble truths : But his offences vaine, 
 
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 In his endi(5lment were declar'd at large, 
 
 And this was the full purport of his charge ; 
 
 He was accus'd that he through fcience bad, 
 
 Or Magick, or Magnetick figures, had 
 
 Prefixed to his books ; which did enchant 
 
 The fancies of the weak, and ignorant, 
 
 And caus'd them to beflow more time, and coine, 
 
 On fuch fond Pamphlets, then on books divine : 
 
 It was affirm'd, that he was wont to fcatter, 
 
 Upon his fingle fheet, more words, then matter, 
 
 And that he had with tranfmarine narrations, 
 
 Recruted his domefticall relations, (courfe 
 
 And from the Danes and Swedes fetch'd cold dif- 
 
 To cloy the ftomacks of his Auditours ; 
 
 And with fuch ftuffe his latter pages patch'd. 
 
 That they Brittannicus his do6lrines match'd, 
 
 Who doubts, and fatisfa6lions wont t'invent, 
 
 That gave nor fatisfaftion nor content. 
 
 While Civicus did thus his tryall heare ; 
 
 One comes, and whifpers Phcebus in the eare. 
 
 And him advertis'd, that a fecret friend 
 
 Of Civicus, did to his Highnefs fend, 
 
 A prefent of fome Sack, and fugar loaves, 
 
 And that therewith, the Giver humbly moves, 
 
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 That the poore Pris'ner might receive fuch grace, 
 
 As might be juftly found in fuch a cafe. 
 
 Apollo then, in choler and difdain, 
 
 Did thus break out in termes. What madnefs vain, 
 
 Or impudence (faid He) in humane race (face 
 
 Remains ? That they fhould think with bribes t'ef- 
 
 Our refolutions juft, and us divert 
 
 From judgement by the law, and by defert ; 
 
 Then he the Gaoler call'd for [Honeji Ben) 
 
 The Keeper fat, of the TropJionian Den : 
 
 Him he commands to feize upon (in haft) 
 
 The bringer of the bribe, and keep him faft ; 
 
 And fmce the Tubbe of which he told the tale. 
 
 By fplitting, had deceiv'd him of his ale ; 
 
 And fmce his New-Inne too had got a crack, 
 
 He bids him take the Sugar loves, and Sack, 
 
 To make his lov'd Magnatick Lady glad. 
 
 That ftill (for want of an applaufe) was fad. 
 
 Then Civicus unto his charge did plead 
 Not guilty, and was bidden to recede. 
 
 Then with a look like to his ftyle fubmiffe. 
 Stood forth, the Writer of Occurrences : 
 He was accufed to have injur'd Fame, 
 And to have difguis'd falfhood by the name 
 
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Of Truth, and with a goodly Frontifpeice, 
 
 To have procur'd his bookes efteeme, and price : 
 
 Which were compar'd unto a painted Inne, 
 
 That had nor good wine, nor good cheare within. 
 
 He was accus'd, that like a fubtile theife, 
 
 He had his readers rob'd of their beleife, 
 
 And of their wit, and judgment them bereav'd. 
 
 That wilHngly, were with his lies deceiv'd : 
 
 But if fome truths (by chance) he utter'd had, 
 
 Thefe were in fuch a tedious language clad, 
 
 That many a6lors of renowned jefls, 
 
 Depriv'd were of their honor'd interefls, 
 
 By his inglorious penne, and alfo thofe 
 
 Who did affe6l true elegance in profe, 
 
 Did from his ruftick phrafe conceive more hate. 
 
 Then pleafure from thofe things he did relate. 
 
 It like wife was deliver'd in his charge. 
 
 That he had tortur'd, with his letters large. 
 
 Ingenious eares, which to plebeian hands 
 
 He captives made, in aufcultations bands. 
 
 And that mens names, on credit he up tooke. 
 
 All which he lifted to fill up his booke. 
 
 And for to make a greater noife, he fummes 
 
 Both Trumpets, Seargeants, Corporalls, & drums, 
 
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 Among the numbers of the flain, or taken, 
 Wherby he did great Officers awaken, 
 That flep't in honours bed, who did complaine. 
 To fee themfelves mixt with that vulgar train 
 
 The Pris'ners plea to this indidlment was 
 Flat negative, for in the plaineft cafe, 
 Al Malefadlors hate confeffion free ; 
 Confeffe and hang is flill their maxime. 
 The Pris'ner alfo crav'd, he might be heard, 
 While he againfl a jury-man preferr'd 
 A jufl exception, his requeft was granted, 
 And fraught with malice, though much wit he 
 He gentle Mr. Cary did refufe, (wanted. 
 
 Who pleas'd faire Ladies with his courtly mufe : 
 He faid, that he by his luxurious penne, 
 Deferv'd had better the Trophonian Denne, 
 Then many now which flood to be arraign'd. 
 For he the Thefpian Fountaine had diflain'd, 
 With foule conceits, and made their waters bright. 
 Impure, like thofe of the Heymophrodite, 
 He faid, that he in verfe, more loofe had bin. 
 Then old Ch(zrepkanes, or Areiine, 
 In obfcsene portraitures : and that this fellow 
 In Helicon had reard the firft Burdello, 
 
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That he had chang'd the chaft Cajialian fpring, 
 
 Into a Cariafi Well, whofe waters bring 
 
 Effeminate defires, and thoughts uncleane, 
 
 To minds that earft were pure, and moft ferene, 
 
 Thus fpake the pris'ner, when a furious glance, 
 
 Was darted from Apollos countenance, 
 
 Which ftrook him dumb : then Scaliger the wife 
 
 Was call'd, to whom Apollo thus apHes 
 
 His Speech. Grave Cenfour of our learned Hill 
 
 Whom your owne merit, and our royall will 
 
 Hath fupervifour made of Arts, and Mufes, 
 
 I wonder at the noife of thefe abufes, 
 
 For I conceive not yet, that thefe effe<fts. 
 
 Should be th'unhappy fruites of your neglecfls, 
 
 So well you'ave purg'd the errours of the Times, 
 
 That I think not you could permit fuch crimes, 
 
 Our manners to corrupt, fince that our fprings 
 
 Ought to be kept as pure as beds of Kings : 
 
 For he that vice, with fcience doth commixe, 
 
 Turnes noble Hippocren to ugly Styx, 
 
 In marriage bonds hoth Heaven and Hell combine 
 
 Yet Art may Heaven and earth together joy ne : 
 
 Thus fpake Apollo, then learn'd Scaliger 
 
 Shap'd the replye : I have (my Soveraigne deare) 
 
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 With care intended what concerns my place, 
 So to conferve your fprings from mixtures bafe, 
 Yet all my care, and labour is but vaine. 
 Except Jove will confent t'undoe againe 
 His worke of Humane nature, and the fame 
 Of fuch pure ftuffe, and perfe6l temper frame, 
 As it of no corruption may admit : 
 For I have try'd my induftry and wit, 
 Both Arts, and Authours to refine, and mend, 
 As well as times, yet can I not defend. 
 But fome luxuriant witt, will often vent 
 Lafcivious Poems, againft my confent : 
 Of which offence, if Cary guilty be. 
 Yet may fome charter Songs him render free 
 From cenfure fharp, and expiate thofe crimes 
 Which are not fully his, but rather Times : 
 But let your Grace vouchfafe, that he may try 
 How he can make his own Apology : 
 Apollo then gave Cary leave to fpeake. 
 Who thus in modefl fort, did filence breake. 
 In wifdomes nonage, and unriper yeares. 
 Some lines flipt from my penne, which fmce with 
 I labour'd to expunge : This Song of mine (teares 
 Was not infufed by the Virgins nine. 
 
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Nor through my dreames divine upon this Hill, 
 
 Did this vain Rapture iffue from my quill, 
 
 No Thefpian waters, but a Paphlan fire, 
 
 Did me with this foule extafie infpire : 
 
 I oft have wifh'd, that I (like Saiurne) might 
 
 This Infant of my folly fmother quite, 
 
 Or that I could retrafl, what I had done. 
 
 Into the bofome of Oblivion. 
 
 Thus Cary did conclude : for preft by griefe, 
 
 Hee was compell'd to be concife, and briefe : 
 
 Phozbus at his contrition did relent. 
 
 And Edi6ls fo on through all Parnajfus fent. 
 
 That none fhould dare to attribute the fhame 
 
 Of that fond rapture, unto Caryes name. 
 
 But Order'd that the infamy fhould light 
 
 On thofe, who did the fame read, or recite. 
 
 Hee further-more the Pris'ner did injoyne, 
 
 Againft him all exceptions to decline. 
 
 And to a legall tryall for to ftand. 
 
 If Hee expe6led favour at his hand. 
 
 The innocent Scotch Dove did then advance. 
 Full fober in his wit, and countenance. 
 And though his books contain'd not mickle fence, 
 Yet his endidlment fhew'd no great offence ; 
 
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Great Wits, to perills great themfelves expofe 
 
 Oft' times ; but the Scotch Dove was none of thofe : 
 
 In many words he little matter dreft, 
 
 And did Laconick brevity detefl, 
 
 Perfpicuous phrafe he lov'd, could not endure 
 
 To be in ftile, or in his life obfcure, 
 
 But while his Readers did expedl fome newes, 
 
 They found a Sermon, thus did he abufe 
 
 Good people, that he rather might have took 
 
 A Lapwing, then a Dove to trimme a book : 
 
 This was his charge : and being call'd to plead, 
 
 Hee cryes not guilty, and petitioned 
 He might be heard to vindicate his worth 
 From fcandall, and reproach, on him caft forth 
 By Aulicus, that fcoffing Hipponax, 
 Who with lewd crimes, did him unjuflly tax ; 
 His fute was granted, then did he complaine 
 That Aulictis, his title did difdaine. 
 And fpitefully in ftead of Scottijh Pigeon, 
 Had him the nick-name given of Scottijh Wigion 
 And that he had moft falfly him accus'd, 
 Preftigious Arts, and Magick to have us'd. 
 Whereby Mens fenfes were with errours flrook, 
 That firebrands, they for Olive branches took. 
 
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Thus fpake the Dove : Apollo then reply 'd, 
 Wee might condemne your arrogance, and pride, 
 'Caufe you the name of Venus birds have chofe, 
 When Scotland hath (you know) no birds Hke thofe. 
 Though it abounds with fowle of various kinds ; 
 But errours fmall provoke not heavenly minds, 
 I doubt not, but that Auliciis his tongue 
 Hath injur'd you, but were this all the wrong 
 Which it hath done, He might our cenfure fcape. 
 And paffe, not for a Serpent, but an Ape. 
 Thus Phoebus fpake ; And then the Scottijh Dove 
 Rejoyn'd, as zeale and choler did him move ; 
 
 I challenge to the duell of the pen 
 
 Falfe Aulicus, that Cynick among men. 
 That enemy of Truth, true honours fcourge. 
 That Officine of lyes, and flanders forge. 
 Oh let your Grace vouchfafe to turne me loofe, 
 A Scottijh Dove, againft the RomiJJi Goofe. 
 Apollo then refle6ls a frowning eye. 
 Commands him to defift, and to ftand by. 
 
 The Cryer then did the fwift Pojl command. 
 At his indi(5lment to hold up his hand : 
 He was accus'd of thefe enormities, 
 Firfl; that with Encheridions of lyes, 
 
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 He had difturb'd the learned Common-weale, 
 
 And alfo in felonious fort did fteale 
 
 From Euphues, and Arcadia, language gay 
 
 Therein his vain relations to array, 
 
 Becaufe he knew that lyes in fine attires, 
 
 Preferr'd are before truths, by many buyers : 
 
 Such was his ftyle, fuch tales did he endite, 
 
 That he no newes, but Romants feem'd to write ; 
 
 It alfo ftrongly was againft him urg'd. 
 
 That he fome Packets had contriv'd, and forg'd, 
 
 Which letters did of falfe reports containe. 
 
 And this was meerely done for thirfl of gaine : 
 
 This was his charge ; and becaufe he divin'd 
 
 That free confeffion might fome favour find, 
 
 Hee guilty pleads, and then was fet afide. 
 
 Another then was call'd forth to be try'd : 
 
 And this was he, who weekly did difpence 
 
 A mifcellany of intelligence : 
 
 Of his endi(5lment, the effe6l was this. 
 
 That he had with his weekly rapfodyes, 
 
 The Affes of Parnafsus fore annoy'd, 
 
 Whom he had fed with many rumours voyd, 
 
 And vapours vain. Thus like Chamelions they 
 
 Took fmoke in ftead of provender and hay, 
 
 And 
 
 36 
 
And therby grew in fence fo leane, and lame : 
 That quite unfit for fervice they became ; 
 It was alleadg'd, that he for lucres fake, 
 Did falfe intelligence devife, and make, 
 And card not who he gul'd, or did beguile, 
 Soe he might reap therby feme profit vile. 
 
 Thefe were the crimes, wherof he was accus'd 
 To which he pleads not guilty, but refus'd 
 By Hiflriomicke Poets to be try'd, 
 'Gainfl whom, he thus malicioufly enveigh'd 
 
 Juftice (fayd he) and no finifter fury, 
 
 Difwades me from a tryall by a jury, 
 That of worfe mifdemeanours guilty bee. 
 Then thofe which are objeded againft mee : 
 Thefe mercinary pen-men of the Stage, 
 That fofter the grand vifes of this age. 
 Should in this Common-wealth no office beare. 
 But rather fland with vs Delinquents here : 
 Shake/pears a Mimicke, Ma/singer a Sot, 
 Weywood for Aganippe takes a plot : 
 Beamount and Fletcher make one poet, they 
 Single, dare not adventure on a Play. 
 Thefe things are all but th'errour of the Mufes, 
 Abortive witts, foul fountains of abufes : 
 
 E 3 Reptiles 
 
 / 37 
 
(3^ J 
 Reptiles, which are equivocally bred, 
 Under fome hedge, not in that geniall bed 
 Where lovely art with a brave wit conjoyn'd, 
 Engenders Poets of the nobleft kind. 
 Plato refus'd fuch creatures to admit 
 Into his Common-wealth, and is it fit 
 Parnajpus fhould the exiles entertaine 
 Of Plato ? therefore (my dread Soveraigne) 
 I crave your Pardon, while I thus prefume 
 To fupplicate your Highnefs, to refume 
 Your wonted Juftice, that this facred Hill, 
 No more may fuffer by fuch members ill ; 
 Thus fpake the Pris'ner : then among the crowd, 
 Plautits, and Terence 'gan to mutter loud, 
 And old Menander was but ill apayd. 
 While Arijlophanes his wrath bewray'd, (ly, 
 
 With words opprobr'ous ; for it gall'd him fhrewd- 
 To fee dramatick Poets tax'd fo lewdly : 
 And while 'mongfl thefe, the murmure did encreafe. 
 The Cryer warn'd them all to hold their peace. 
 
 The Court was filent, then Apollo fpake : 
 If thou (faid He) chiefly for vertues fake. 
 Or true affeftion to the Common-weale, 
 Didfl our Dramatick Poets thus appeale, 
 
 VVe 
 
 38 
 
(2>2>) 
 VVe fhould to thy exception give confent, 
 But fince we are affur'd, 'tis thy intent, 
 By this refufall, onely to deferre 
 That cenfure, which our juflice muft conferre 
 Upon thy merits ; we muft needs decline 
 From approbation of thefe pleas of thine, 
 And are refolv'd that at this time, and place, 
 They fhall as Jurours, on thy tryall paffe. 
 But if our Cenfour, fhall hereafter find. 
 They have deferved ill, we have defign'd 
 That they like wife fhall be to judgement brought. 
 To fuffer for thofe crimes, which they have wrought, 
 Thus fpake the Soveraign of the two-topp'd Mount, 
 Another then was call'd to an account, 
 And this was he, who weekly did pretend, 
 Accounts of certain news abroad to fend. 
 He was accus'd, that he with Pamphlets vain, 
 The art of lying had fought to maintain. 
 Which trade, he and his fellows us'd of late. 
 With fuch fucceffe, and profit in the State 
 Of high Parna/sus, that they did confpire, 
 A Patent from Apollo to acquire : 
 That they might thus incorporated bee. 
 Into a Company oi Lyers free. 
 
 This 
 
 39 
 
(ZA) 
 This was his charge : while he no whit relents, 
 But flood to juftifie his innocence. 
 The Pen-man of the PerfeSl Pa/sages 
 Then to his tryall did himfelfe addreffe, 
 He was accus'd, that he for love of gain, 
 Had injur'd Truth, with many ftories vain. 
 And that Hee with his mercenary quill, 
 Difhonour'd had Kpollds Noble Hill. 
 That Hee, and his affociates had attempted 
 In a felonious manner, to have empty'd 
 The Fountaines of the Mufes, to fulfill 
 That appetite which rofe from Livers ill. 
 To this indictment he gave a denyall. 
 And yeelds himfelfe fubmiffively to his tryall. 
 The fubtile Spye then to the barre drew nere, 
 And with dejefted lookes, his hand did reare : 
 But he in his indiftment was accus'd. 
 Old GalilcEOS glafses to have us'd. 
 Which reprefented objefts to his eye, 
 Beyond their meafure, and juft fymmetrie, 
 Whereby the faults of many did appeare. 
 More and farre greater, then indeed they were : 
 And that he at a diftance did recount, 
 (Like Lynceus from the Lilybean mount) 
 
 Numbers 
 
 40 
 
fssJ 
 
 Numbers of fhipps and men, though he indeed 
 So blind was, that he did a leader need. 
 He was accus'd that (like Aglaui^es) hee 
 Forbidden obje6ls had prefum'd to fee, 
 And therefore merited in law, and fence. 
 His eares to forfeit, for his eyes offence. 
 
 Thus his Indiftment rann : It he denies, 
 
 And for a tryall, on twelve men relyes ; 
 But this defpitefull Spye a cavill rais'd 
 'Gainft Michael Drayton, whom he much difprais'd 
 For that great Poly-Olbion which he writ, 
 This he tearm'd a rude Embrion of wit, 
 Apeice of low efteeme, together layd 
 Without propicious Pallas, or the ayde 
 Of the nine Mufes, who did much difdaine 
 The homely features of his Naiad's vaine. 
 
 Thus fpake the Spye, and ftill would have pro- 
 If that Kpollo had not him impeded. (ceeded 
 
 I thinke through th'infolence of thefe (faid hee) 
 And our remiffneffe : we this Barr fhall fee 
 Become a ftage of the Old Comedye, 
 
 How boldly hath this proud traduceing Spye, 
 And his Comrades, our honeft Poets checkt. 
 Who from the befl have ever found refpe6l : 
 
 F Nor 
 
 41 
 
Nor can fmooth Drayton, fcape their cenfures fharp 
 
 But at his workes this bufy Spye muft carp : 
 
 Drayton, whofe Sonnets fweet of Love heroicke 
 
 May melt \!tiEJfcean, or the rigid Stoicke 
 
 To amorous Leanders, and them move 
 
 Through Seas of teares, to fwim to her they love. 
 
 This Swanne of ours, that impure Zoylus blots 
 
 With fcandalls foule, but as the Ermines fpotts 
 
 Adde price and eftimation to his Furre, 
 
 Soe the reproofes of this inve6live curre 
 
 Give light, and luftre unto Draytons worth, 
 
 And with advantage fet his merit forth : 
 
 Drayton, who doth, in fuch magnificke fort 
 
 Delineate Valour in his Agincourte, 
 
 That this illuftr'ous poeme, doth infpire 
 
 Even courages of ice, with warlike fire. 
 
 His Tragicke Legends are with force endu'd, 
 
 To foften Scythyans, and Tartars rude, 
 
 Yea with pathetick Fancies to enchant 
 
 Obdurate mindes : and hearts of Adamant ; 
 
 His vertue's fo fublime, that even as foon. 
 
 The Savage Negro s darts may peirce the Moone, 
 
 As the inve6lives of this froward Spye, 
 
 A drachme of worth, take from his merit high. 
 
 Thus 
 
 42 
 
(Z1) 
 Thus fpake Apollo : while old Drayton fmil'd 
 To fee him curb'd that had him thus revil'd. 
 
 Now when the ]urotirs had diftindly heard 
 Each Bill, that was againft thefe men preferr'd, 
 They then commanded were for to recede, 
 Vntill they on their Verdifls had agreed, 
 Soe pofitive the teftimonies were ; 
 The evidence s'authentique, and foe cleare. 
 That they requir'd no man of lawes advice, 
 For to decide fome points, or matters nice. 
 After fome time in confultation fpent^ 
 Their verdi6ls to the Court they did prefent, 
 George Withers for their Foreman they had chofe 
 Who confident was, both in verfe and profe ; 
 He not did like a Cuflard, quake and quiver, 
 When he his verdi6l came for to deliver : 
 And firft, of him it was enquired, whether 
 They in their verdiil; had agreed together : 
 He anfwer'd yes : and then he was commanded 
 The prifoner to behold : then thy demanded 
 If that Britannicus to them apear'd 
 Or fit to be condemn'd, or to be clear'd : 
 The Foreman guilty cryes, then they enquire, 
 What he can for himfelfe fpeake, or defire, 
 
 F 2 Whereby 
 
 43 
 
Whereby he might evade that fentence juft, 
 Which inftantly proceed againfl him muft. 
 He crav'd his book, but that was him deny'd ; 
 It was his book (they faid) which him deftroyd. 
 Nor was this Pris'ner onely guilty found, 
 For all his conforts heard the felf-fame found. 
 Apollo then after a confli6l high, 
 Between his juftice, and his clemency. 
 Not without ebullition of fome teares, 
 Thus fentence gave upon the Prifoners. 
 Britanicus condemn'd was to be led. 
 To that place where the Porcupines were fed. 
 Where to a poft faft bound, he muft remaine, 
 Till with their quils, they had him fhot and flaine. 
 But Aulicus, Apollo did condemne. 
 To be tranfported to \h.Q/atall Denne 
 Which kept thofe Vipers, from all parts colle6led, 
 Of which Parnajfus Treacle was confe6led. 
 
 For when Apollo did long fmce defcry, 
 That Fortune, and the World did much envy 
 The learned crew, and them to Limbo fent. 
 Oft through the poifon of deep difcontent 
 Hee through his skill in phyfick did devife 
 This Antidote againft all maladies ; 
 
 And 
 
 44 
 
(2>9J 
 And for this end he did thofe vipers cherrifli, 
 Among which now, poore Anlicus muft perifh : 
 
 But the fly Scout, a gentler cenfure found, 
 {Apollo with fuch mildnes did abound) 
 For he was deflin'd to this punifliment ; 
 He to the Vale of Hybla mufl: be fent. 
 There to prote6l the hives of Thrifty Bees, 
 From the Invafions and the Larcenies, 
 Of Wafpes and Hornets ; but t'was ordered too 
 That he ftarke naked, muft this fervice doe. 
 And he thefe Robbers only muft affaile. 
 With the long feather of a Capons taile. 
 
 The wife Intelligencer then did heare 
 
 His fentence, which feem'd fomewhat too fevere : 
 For he condemn'd was to a Scullions place, 
 Within the Kitchen oi Appollos grace; 
 Where he was forc'd his papers to expend, 
 Piggs, Pyes, and Geefe, from burning to defend. 
 
 But Civicus was fentenc'd to be gone, 
 Both from Parnaffus and from Helicon, 
 And to the Fennes of Lerna was confin'd 
 Where a poore cottage was to him affign'd ; 
 There he a fory lively-hood muft make, 
 By angling Froggs out of a ftinking Lake. 
 
 F 3 The 
 
 g 45 
 
r4o; 
 
 The writer alfo of Diurnalls was 
 
 Condemned to a farre remoter place, 
 
 For he was banifh'd to an uncouth land, 
 
 Where only Apes inhabit and command : 
 
 And there he was enjoin'd to inflru6l thefe. 
 
 In Muficke, and in divers languages ; 
 
 Yet had he no more languages then tongues, 
 
 No other muficke then the Cuckoos fongs. 
 
 But he who did the Occurrancse compile, 
 
 Was nor confin'd, nor forc'd to chang his foyle, 
 
 But by Apollo's mercy fentenc'd was. 
 
 To ferve with paper all the Cloaca's, 
 
 That did unto Parnafsus appertaine, 
 
 And if hereafter any fhould complaine, 
 
 He wanted this for neceffary ufe, 
 
 Then without bayle and maineprife, or excufe. 
 
 He muft be carri'd to that prifon fad, 
 
 Bocardo call'd, whence no releafments had. 
 
 The writer of the True Accounts then heares 
 His greviouus cenfure, with unwilling eares : 
 He was condem'd unto the Stygian Galley, 
 Where he was forc'd upon a wooden talley 
 To keep a true account of all thofe Ghofls 
 That daily ferry'd to the further Coafts : 
 
 And 
 
 46 
 
r4i; 
 
 And for his hire, each night receive hee mull 
 Three fillips on the nofe, with a browne crufl, 
 Of mouldy bread : and hee for feven yeares fpace 
 Was judg'd to bee a bond flave in that place. 
 The Pojl receiv'd (as it to fome may feeme) 
 
 A fentence no way rigid, or extreme. 
 For hee was not exil'd, nor forc'd to change 
 His calling, for a place of bafenes flrange : 
 Nor was the gallant ofif-pring of his wit, 
 Condemned to the Oven, or to the Spitt. 
 It was decreed he fliould be ftill permitted 
 For to ride pofte, but muft be ever fitted 
 With ftumbling Jades of fuch decrepite age. 
 That they would tire, in riding halfe a flage. 
 Appollo then this judgement did expreffe, 
 'Gainfl th' Author of the Perfect Pa/sages ; 
 Hee was confin'd unto 2^ gloomy Cave : 
 Which nor to Sunne, nor Moone admiffion gave 
 Here by the glow-wormes blaze, and glimmering 
 Of rottenwood, he was inioyn'd to write (light 
 
 The Leaguers, Fights, Advances, and Retreates, 
 Affaults, Surprifalls, and all martiall feates. 
 Which in that long, and bloody warre were fhew'd 
 Wherein fly Weajills, nay fome Ratts fubdu'd 
 
 The 
 
 47 
 
The Spye then hears his cenfure, which containes 
 A leffer weight of infamy, then paines. 
 
 For whereas Phcsbus had receiv'd of late 
 Petitions meeke, from the Pigmean State, 
 Which fhew'd how the flern Cranes with ireful! teen 
 Oppreft had thefe Epitotnes of men, 
 And with their ftratagems, and warlike fleights 
 Reduc'd that Nation to deplored ftreights : 
 For they, arm'd with black bills, in combate fierce, 
 Had foil'd thofe foote and halfe-foote Cavaliers : 
 And with their watchfull Camifades likewife 
 Did them by night fo frequently furprife, 
 That they were forc'd to crave Appollos aide, 
 Approching death, and ruine to evade, 
 Who pitties their eftate, and to comply 
 With their defires, appoints the cunning Spye 
 To poll away to the Pigntcean Land; 
 To be affiflant with his helping hand ; 
 And to difcover with his peircing eyes. 
 The Cranes deepe plotts, and hidden fubtilties : 
 Apollo likewife did injoine the Spye, 
 To vifit Caucafus as he pafs'd by. 
 Cloud-topping Caucafus, where Eagles flrong 
 Their airyes have, the horrid Cliffes among : 
 
 With 
 
(A3) 
 With thefe fierce Birdes, him hee commands to 
 About the levyes of fome Forces great ; (treate, 
 
 Againft th' infulting Cranes to bee imploy'd, 
 Which the Pignusans poore had fo annoy'd. 
 In lieu of other punifhment, the Spye 
 Was bound to undertake this Embaffye : 
 And did applaud Apollos mercy flrange, 
 That did his cenfure to an honour change. 
 
 The ScottiJJi Dove then heard this fentence faire : 
 Hee to his native countrey mufl repaire, 
 And was on paine of death prohibited, 
 To croffe the Seas, or to repaffe the the Twede, 
 But while his guilty fellowes did envye 
 His eafy Mul61;, and gentle penaltye ; 
 Hee cry'd his fentence was fevere, and hard, 
 And might with moft of theirs, bee well compar'd, 
 For if they knew the Home as well as hee. 
 They'd rather dye, then there imprifon'd bee. 
 When judgement was on all the Pris'ners part, 
 Appollo to diffolve the Court did haft ; 
 But Aidicus in moft fubmifsive wife, 
 For Mitigation of his cenfure cryes : 
 
 G So 
 
 49 
 
(AA) 
 So did Britanicus. Phoebus relents, 
 And takes the edge off from their punifhments, 
 They were repriv'd. Then all the Court commen- 
 Appollds mercy : Thus th' AJJizes ended. (ded 
 
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Vaticinium Votivum : 
 O R, 
 
 PALiEMON'S 
 
 Prophetick Prayer. 
 
 Lately prefented Privately 
 
 To His now MAJESTIE 
 
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{^{^'«^^?^ff't^^f^^myf^^^^f^t^^m 
 
 E P I G RAM MA. 
 
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 Quicquid ei fames fecula longa dabunt. 
 
 
TO HIS 
 
 M A J E S T I E. 
 
 GREAT SIR! 
 
 Is the Politick method of De- 
 votion to argue a Hope of re- 
 ceiving a Blefsing in the fu- 
 ture , from the reception of 
 fom fonner : it beeing an infe- 
 rence of conflant validitie in 
 the School of Faith, tJiat while the fame po- 
 tent Caul" remaineth, the like Effeft may {nay 
 
 A 2 mujl 
 
mu/i) bee ex/peSied. And no other Argu- 
 ment JJiall Pal^mon contrive, either to con- 
 vince his Fear of non-admifsion, or to ex- 
 cufe his Audacitie in this fecond Addre/s to 
 Your Sacred Majestie, but the grateful 
 commemoration of that truly Heroick Candor 
 and great Honor You were p leafed to grace his 
 former withall, hi the {ah ! too unfortunate) Ex- 
 pedition of the lafl Summer. 
 
 His foHtarie Mufe did then attend Your 
 Perfon and Fortune in the difcompofed and rude 
 Drefs of a Traveller , and fpoke none but the 
 common Language of Europe, as that to which 
 Education and Cuflom had given her the greatefl 
 encotiragement to pretend ; But now fince the re- 
 tirement <?/" Your Most Glorious Father 
 into an Abyfs of Eternal Beatitude, hath devol- 
 ved a greater Luflre of Glorie upon Your Roial 
 Temples , Mode/lie forbid' s her approach, 
 without the previous Qualification of more 
 Ornaments , more Attendents to counte- 
 nance her and ftipport her train , and more 
 
 Lan- 
 
Languages to expre/s her conceptions. 
 
 And now in this Equipage, after the applaiifof 
 fom of the moft Loial and uncorrupted hearts in 
 Your Majesties Dominions, having bin enter- 
 tained by one whofe officious Pen hath expreffed her 
 thojights in Your Native Language, fhee crave' s 
 Admifsion to kifs Your Majesties hands, and 
 dare's to prefent her Voice afecond time to Your 
 judicious Hearing : Even as an Eccho which by 
 afirange and ftrong Repercufsion after the inter- 
 val of manie moiteths, doth now rebound, multi- 
 ped with Mournful Tones from the Englifh 
 Shore, where it first faluted Your Majesties 
 Ear, back to the Belgian where it was firfi 
 breathed out. 
 
 The fubje£l of her Song is the fubje£l of the 
 Tears and 6"ighs of all Hearts , that have not 
 yet quitted all relation to Humanitie, and in 
 this life anticipated the incompafsion of Hell. 
 Manie (/ confefs) of her Accents are Tragical, 
 her Notes heavie and pensive enough to charm 
 Crueltie into an eternal ftupor ; and yet ffitould 
 
 blafpheme 
 
blafpheme the Sympathetick Harmonie of Your 
 Noble Soul, to prefume that they cannot found 
 harfJt in the Ears of Your Majestie, fnce they 
 are no more then the united Groans of Your 
 Three exfpiring Kingdoms, ecchoed through 
 a flender Quill. 
 
 But when it fliall pleaf the Supreme Ru- 
 ler of this Great-Univerfal-Harmonie, thefe 
 mournful Times may bee converted into Accla- 
 mations of Joie and Triumph. Other Mu- 
 fck then this for the prefent , no fober ear will 
 covet or admit, until the Resurrection Of 
 Great Britain, which mufl bear date from 
 that happie hour, wherein the Appeafed Hand 
 of Divine Juftice ftall laie afide the Rod, 
 take tip the Sacred-profaned-Scepter, and fix 
 it in Your Majesties fit Hand, For then {ajid 
 not till then) fhall all honefi Souls feel a nimble 
 thaw of thofe opprefsive fiioals oj yce, which 
 have long congealed their Spirits, and intombed 
 their Com-forts ; and from the vigor otis irradiation 
 of Majestie, receiv ftick a£live Heats, as will 
 
 qualifie 
 
qualifie tJiem for the dtie Celebration offo great 
 
 a JUBILE. 
 
 Felix tunc Zephyro gaudebit Terra perenni : 
 Nulldque tempeftas violabit marmora rugis 
 Noftra fuis. 
 
 So wiJJtetk 
 
 GREAT SIR, 
 
 Your Majesties 
 
 moft-Loial, 
 moft-Humble, and 
 moft-Obedient Servant, 
 
 PAL^MON. 
 
fttLtLt^f ^^MMf • "^^ 
 
 Hsec quae in Impreffione irrepferunt Errata 
 fic corrigenda. 
 
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P A L/E M O N I S 
 
 Vaticlnium Votivum. 
 
 Ltera vix reducem Floram fpoliaverat ^Eftas, 
 Ex quo Caf areas, fuperatis flu6libus, Arces, 
 Difcordem fugiens Populum divisaq; Regna, 
 Liquerat, ut Gallos inviferet Inclytus hofpes 
 Carolus ; S: fati confers haec Regia proles 
 Adftaret carse Genitrici, quam mala dudum 
 Occultis Icetata dolis Fortuna, tenebat 
 Immeritis trinos ja6latam cladibus annos, 
 Liligeri excelfas ubi Sequana Principis arces 
 Alluit, & Germana Dryas nemus incolit altum. 
 
 2. Illic dum variis fua Princeps otia curis 
 Exercet, Phcebique artes colit atque Dianse, 
 Ludicra vel fi£li tra£tat certamina Martis, 
 
 B Quae 
 
2 Vaticiniutn VoHvum. 
 
 (Quae quum fata dabunt veros convertat in ufus,) 
 Dumque pilse alterno modo tempus fallere ja£tu, 
 Vel faltu juvat aut difco, vel fraena feroci 
 Quadrupedi dare, vel circo componere greffus : 
 Una magis grandes animos infixa remordet 
 Aldus & toto fe volvit peflore cura, 
 Quae vetat hunc placidos occurrens carpere fomnos, 
 Nutantis Patrice Icesique Parentis imago. 
 Erg6 ubi lenta dies Fatorum ex ordine fulfit, 
 Qua Populo indicat pcenas vindifla Rebelli, 
 Et patiens nimium Pietas jubet addere cceptis 
 Confiliis jam feffa manum, ne fafla ruentis 
 Sit rea & ipfa mali, fi perftet parcere ferro, 
 Fleftere quum rigidas nequeat dementia mentes : 
 Haud mora, quo fua fata vocant hue tendere curfu. 
 3. Dum vero amplexu properat difcedere Matris 
 Ille, Patrem volvens animo ; difcinditur acquis 
 Partibus Illuftris Pietas atque haeret utrique. 
 Nota tamen Patris fors undique triftior urgens, 
 Accelerat dubium : sfcque impiger advolat eras 
 Ad BatavAm ; atque (oculis vix dum luftrata) relinquit 
 Littora, follicitis ubi dudum Nereus undis 
 
 Claffem 
 
 10 
 
Vaticinium VotiDum. 3 
 
 Claffem affervabat, grandfque immania dorfo 
 Geftabat, multo fed non fine murmure, Monftra 
 Quinque & bis feptem, terrere valentia Phocas : 
 Has nuper pia cura Dei, de gente rebelli 
 Legitimum Jufto tulit oblatura triumphum 
 Principi, ut ilia forent fuccefsus omina faufti. 
 His veftus, multo comitatu infignis & armis, 
 CaroLUS alta petit, cedentiaque sequora fulcat. 
 Turn vota ad Superos multo cum murmure defert, 
 Explos6que quatit vicinum fulphure littus 
 Machina, Ccelicolum cujus vox permeat arces. 
 Exciti rauca Tritones aera concha 
 Implent, & NymphcB choreas circum agmine ducunt, 
 Grat6que exultant prefli fub pondere flu£lus. 
 
 5. Et fic, Heroiim fida ftipante caterva, 
 Carolus oppofitas Iseto alite tendit in oras. 
 Turn ver6 Britonutn, cui Temper chara Tridentis 
 Eft & Tergmiini Ponto inclyta gloria Sceptri, 
 Littore profpiciens, ocuHs dum vela recedunt 
 Et rapit aura rates, haec orfus vota Pal^mon, 
 
 6. " Nereidum Glaucique colwrs, tandem excipe Icetas 
 "PriNCIPIS^ tigtijii Puppes. Vos ponite, venti, 
 
 B 2 Infa- 
 
4 Vaticinium Votimtm. 
 
 " Infanos fremitus ; ar£lis vin£l{que catenis 
 
 "Definite in Pontiim rabido fcevire flagello, 
 
 " Imnianefque agitare iras : Pax regnet in tmdis : 
 
 " Et placidi Britonas cingant faujlo omine flu£lus. 
 
 "Ac veluti facros quum dejlinat edere foetus 
 
 " Alcyon, &■ Thetidi pullos committit amicce ; 
 
 " Sit vobis hcecfefla dies, qud Carolus altum 
 
 " Scandit &• ulcifci Icefos meditatiis honores 
 
 " Et Patris & Sceptri, Gentem & fedare rebellem, 
 
 " Jamdudum optatos Pacis parat edere fru5lus. 
 
 7. Regum foboles ! cui noftra haec carmina furgunt, 
 Parce precor magnis Tu paulum, CAROLE, curis. 
 Sollicitumque Tui carmen dignare faventi 
 Lumine, & hsec aures mereantur tangere facras. 
 Quae Tibi fatidico panduntur Apolline vota. 
 I nunc, & Zephyro folum comitante, carinis 
 Scinde Tuis liquidos illsfo tramite fulcos, 
 Subjeftiimque Patris nunc credas Nerea Sceptris ; 
 Ille Tuum nam fternit iter, famulaque miniftrat 
 Puppibus ipfe manu, nociturofque amovet imbres. 
 O quam fe tali dignum Isetatur honore, 
 S^que oneri fupponit ovans, non pube fuperbus, 
 
 Quippe 
 
Vaticinimn Votivum. 5 
 
 Quippe ade6 fuit Heroum quels claruit Argos, 
 Theffala quum claffis Phryxei littora Regis 
 Diripuit, quamvis multa illos fecula jaftent, 
 Et fint aaternis Aftrorum nomina faflis 
 Inferta, aurata cum Puppe, & vellere rapto. 
 Graacia nil etenim, qua vindice fulget Id/on, 
 Fifta tenet, veros quod Principis aequet honores 
 Sternum nomenque mei, quo clarus ab Indis 
 Splendet ad Oceanum cui Phcebtis lumina condit. 
 
 8. Ma6le igitur, facilemque Jovis fperato favorem 
 Quo te fata vocant Regni, laceri'que Penates. 
 Nafcitur ecce novum tibi vellus & altera Cholchis : 
 Sed famofa magis quam qua fe Grczcia jaflat : 
 Tangit enim Tua Cauffa Deos hominefque viciffim, 
 Atque decus Isefae Themidis : dum faevit habenis 
 Audaci violatque manu facra jura Britannum 
 Gens fera laxatis ; quam fa6la immanibus sequent 
 Titanum Monftris, fua quos audacia fixit 
 Et male tentatum facinus radicibus JEtnce, 
 Suppliciumque dedit Cyclopum pafcere flammas. 
 Sic propria Hcec Gens mole ruat, cui infanda fuperbo 
 Confilia impulfu tantum fuafere furorem ; 
 
 B 3 Martis 
 
 '3 
 
6 Vaticinium Votivum. 
 
 Martis ut in Patriam fsevos accenderet ignes, 
 Utque miniflerio Regum atria fan6la prophano 
 Pollueret, vetitafque manu traflaret habenas 
 Impia, & optaret caput inter nubila condi. 
 
 g. Vade ergo, Regum d Soboles ! & tuta pererrans 
 Neptuni f amnios fluElus, jam Numine dextro 
 Utere ; linque moras, nafcentefque erige vires 
 Et procerum & Populi, quorum fpirantia cultum 
 Pe6lora fida Tuum mala non infecit Erynnis, 
 Sed mente intrepida Tua, CAROLE, fata fequuntur. 
 
 10. Certe, aut veridica nos lauro fallit Apollo, 
 Nee valet obfcuri fecreta aperire futuri ; 
 Aut quas Eumenidum furialis dextera torfit 
 Conjurata faces jamjam vanefcere, nigris 
 Condere seque antris video, fimul atque corufcum 
 Fulferit Augufti capitis jubar, & Tua notas 
 Lux optata diu Britonum percufferit oras. 
 Ac veluti, primes quum Titan exerit ignes, 
 Et Thetidis rubicunda fmus Aurora deaurat, 
 Littus in oppofitum noflis fe lumina condunt, 
 Prsecipitantque fugam : medio vel fummus in axe 
 Quum flat, & sequalis partitur penfa diei, 
 
 Luminis 
 
 14 
 
Vaticinium Votivmn. 7 
 
 Luminis atque idem vitse dator ; intima rurfum 
 Luftra colunt umbrafque feras, lemurefque fugati 
 Nofturnaeque ftrlges repetunt feralia tefla : 
 Sic fimul ac Patrium rutilis luftraverit Orbem 
 Sol novus hie radiis ; vanefcent faeva ferarum 
 Portenta, ilHcitas dudum exercentia prsedas, 
 Atque fugam trepido rapient pede, s^que nocentis 
 Dira lues Erebi taciturnis condet in umbris. 
 O quam pceniteat fan6lum hunc aliquando rebelli 
 Sacrilegaque manu Sceptri violiffe decorem, 
 Atque Caput Magni Sacrum tetigiffe Parentis I 
 Quum Tibi junfta Themis, cceIo cum vindice, dextram 
 Diriget, atque animis fua tandem fontibus addet 
 Supplicia, & folvet Captivi vincula Regis. 
 
 II. Non melius Pietas olim laudata refulfit 
 Ilia AnchifiadcB, quum prsemonftrante Sibylla 
 Infignis ramo chari & genitoris amore, 
 Umbrarum petiftque domos, campofque nitentis 
 Elyfii, & fecit fibi magnum in fecula nomen. 
 Sicut enim natum Phiygius dum fufpicit Heros, 
 Hsec eadem Te verba manent : (quum dextera viftrix 
 Littoris obje6li minitantia clauftra recludens, 
 
 B4 Qui 
 
 IS 
 
8 Vaticinium Votivmn. 
 
 Qua jacet Oceano Ve£lis non faufta Britanno, 
 Et Regi populos, Regem populi'fque reducet, 
 Atque expulfa folo Britonum fua gaudia reddet : 
 " Venijli tandem ; Ttidque exfpe£lata Parenti 
 " Vicit iter durum Pietas ? datur ora tueri 
 " Nate Tua, & notas aiidire & reddere voces f 
 " Sic equidem ducebam animo, rebdrque fiiturum 
 " Tempora dinumerans : nee me mea cur a fefellit. 
 " Quas ego Te terras & qzcanta per cBqiiora villum 
 " Accipio? Quantis jaSlatum Nate periclis ! 
 " Qiiam metui ni vifa Tibi tot regna nocerent ! 
 Tu contra : Tua me Genitor, Tua trijlis hnago 
 Scepihs occurrens, abfentem quserere adegit. 
 Stantfale nunc Patrio claffes mihi : jungere dextram, 
 Da Genitor, Teqiie arnplexu ni fubtrahe nojlro. 
 
 12. O Tu ! fupremo cujus mortalia nutu 
 Omnia volvuntur ; Tu, quo cuftode Monarchis 
 Intemerata vigent jura, & quo vindice nunquam 
 Magnatum Icelus aut populi graffatur inultum : 
 Da Nato fua vota Pic, da jura Parenti, 
 Affere juflitiam, frangat fua pcena Rebelles ; 
 Imperi6que olim fecura pace fruenti 
 
 Auratos 
 
 i6 
 
Vaticmium Votwu^n. 9 
 
 Auratos Tu redde dies ; & damna repende 
 (OujE videt invito jam meffis feptima Phoebo,) 
 Hif cebonis, per quae Saturnia floruit ^tas, 
 Ter feptem fub Patre annis, & prole beata 
 Natorum, seternos dum Sol volvetur in orbes. 
 Nee Tibi ni longis faturo, Rex Inclyte feclis 
 Contingat carae dextram disjungere Sponfae, 
 Quumque pii norint Temet monitore Nepotes 
 Parcere fiibjeSlis & debellare fuperbos, 
 Pax sterna Tui firmet fundamina Sceptri : 
 Carolus & propria, faciens Te prole parentem, 
 Pacatimi ipfe regat patriis virtutibus Orbem 
 
 13. Talibus orabat difturus plura PalcEinon, 
 Ni Superis ea cura foret plura addere votis : 
 Praeterea, jam feffus equos immergere Ponto 
 Ardentefque rotas properavit tingere Phcebus : 
 Et placidi dudum rapuere errantia venti 
 Vela oculis ; tacita tenet ergo csetera mente. 
 
 14. Tunc quoq; nos fequimur paribus Te Carole\o'ds, 
 Dum mala vix aliud nobis Fortuna reliquit 
 
 Quam vota, & purje mentis folamina, Mufae 
 Intermixta jocis, queis curse arcentur amarse. 
 
 Scilicet 
 
 17 
 
lo Vaticmiuni Voti'vum. 
 
 Scilicet effe vise comites nos dura negirunt 
 
 Et nimis adverfo volventia ftamine lentas 
 
 Improba fata dies : ex quo Civilia din's 
 
 Arma Furor manibus rapiens, laxavit habenas 
 
 Jiifque dedit fceleri, nos ut fpoliaret inultos, 
 
 Et raperet varii compendia prima laboris, 
 
 (Hei mihi ! quanta illis damna exhinc addita damnis !) 
 
 Gens fr^ni impatiens ; qu^ Te quoque cedere Regnis 
 
 Compulit h Patriis, varii'fque in gentibus aftum 
 
 Inde novos vindi6tae animos haufiffe coegit. 
 
 15. Ergo ut Alcidce primos tentare labores, 
 Et Britomim Marti primas appendere palmas, 
 In fua damna Tuam doceant hsec Monftra juventam; 
 Invitis illas quanquam Tua carpere dextris 
 Et doleat Pietas tali clarefcere Lauro. 
 
 PALA- 
 
 IS 
 
1 1 
 
 PAL^MONIS 
 
 Vaticinium Votivum. 
 
 Carce had the Summer with her dounie wing 
 Brufh't, & lai'd by the Wardrope of the Spring, 
 When Princehe Charls with his fair Train did pleaf 
 T' expofe His Sacred Perfon to the Seas ; 
 Trufting to th' mercie of the Ocean more 
 Then thofe Land Monflers which hee left on Shore. 
 And now great France (in greatnefs more increa'ft,) 
 Court's the Arrival of this flately gueft ; 
 Whofe coming there was onely to refign, 
 And offer up his Sorrows at the flirine 
 Of His dread Mother ; who to make Her Moan 
 And Mourning lefs, did intermix his own. 
 
 Sad 
 
 '9 
 
12 Vaticinium Votivmn. 
 
 Sad Queen ! how hath ftern ftep-dame Fortune toft, 
 And bandied Thee from Britain to the Coaft 
 Of France ! where Sein difplaie's her filver-floods, 
 And grand Saint German vannteth her vaft woods. 
 2. To this calm Rendezvouz fad Charls repair's 
 With Sports to cozen and beguil his Cares : 
 Somtimes Hee Hunt's, and with his Vocal Horn, 
 Summon's Aurora, and the loitering Morn : 
 Somtimes Hee read's ; and equally impart's 
 His well-divided hours for Arms or Arts. 
 Yet moft Hee fport's in Martial Skirmifhes, 
 (W* may b'in Earneft when juft Heaven fhall pleaf.) 
 Somtimes Hee plaie's at Tennis ; then again 
 Expert in Feats of Chivalrie, ftrive's to train 
 The ftubborn Steed ; and his rough fetlocks bring 
 Within the Cube and Compafs of the Ring. 
 But ah ! thefe Paftims are too fhort and brief 
 To flatter Sorrow, or to dandle Grief 
 His Cares thus crufh't, obtrude ; and ftill abufe 
 His bufie Fancie, with the whifper'd News 
 Of good or bad Events, which ftill relate 
 T' a Kingdovis Fortune, or a Father's Fate. 
 
 Yet 
 
Vaticiniimi Votivum. 13 
 
 Yet now fince Heaven doth call ; Hee's bent to trie 
 The worft of Chance, and out-dare Dcjlinie, 
 Since the defigned Time, and hovering Hours 
 At hand to Punifh thofe Ufurping Powers ; 
 To put a Snaffle in the Head-ftrong-Jaws 
 Of Hot-fpnr-Rebels, who have tir'd all waies : 
 Wh' have jaded, fpurgall'd Pitie ; and let loof 
 Her Reins ; and made tame Mereie of no ufe. 
 
 3. Thus Ruminate's fad Charls, and float's betwixt 
 Dutie and Zeal ; unftable and unfix't, 
 Touch't with the mutual Senf of th'C//^ and Other, 
 Of a Dear Father and Indulgent Mother ; 
 At length the Ponderous thoughts of His Sire's fate 
 Weigh'd down the Scales, and ended the Debate. 
 Then from the Frontiers of fair France Hee poft's, 
 And re-imbarck'd, arrive's on Belgids Coafts ; 
 Whofe Continent before Hee well furvei'd 
 Hee left, and in all hafte His Anchors weigh'd. 
 Putting to Sea ; where Nereus, with a Fleet 
 Of well-rigg'd-fhipping, did his Highnefs greet. 
 A gallant Navie ! whofe full number might 
 Out-brave the boifterous Billows, and affright 
 
 Thofe 
 
14 Vaticinium Votivuni. 
 
 Thofe hugh Behemoths and vafh Porpoifes, 
 Which Tole the Waters and Excife the Seas. 
 4. Thefe did propitious Providence provide, 
 And pre-ordain to bee great Charls His Guide : 
 Whofe juft Defertion of a fhip-wrack't Caus, 
 Buoi'd up and born by Ufurpation was, 
 Som luckie Omen of Bleft Charls Succefs, 
 Which made His Power grow greater, and theirs lefs. 
 And thus re-ent'ring with His Roial Train, 
 Hee plow's the fertile Furrows of the Main. 
 And with low-bended-knees, but loftie eies 
 Implore's high Heaven to blefs his Enterpize. 
 The Cannons clos'd th' Amen : and did inlarge 
 Their wide-ftrech't-Cr^««J to Report the Charge : 
 Both Rocks and Rivers trembled at the ftroaks 
 Of louder Guns ; whofe Center-Jltaking-Jliocks 
 Like the Cloud-cleaving Thunder, feem'd to tear 
 The troubled Welkin, and affright the Air. 
 The prettie Tritons did that daie belabor 
 Their well-tun'd-fhells, which founded like fom Tabor, 
 Whiles the whole Chore of Sea-Nymphs did advance 
 And teach the Capering Surges how to dance. 
 
 5. Thus 
 
Vaticiuium Votimim. 15 
 
 5. Thus with His Princelie Fleet whiles Hee doth fail 
 Near Britain's Coaft, fanii'd with a whifpering Gale, 
 Tridented NcpUme plac't Him at the Helm, 
 Himfelf doing Homage to his three-fold Realm. 
 
 But poor Palcemon at His Launchiiig pile's 
 His task, and fwell's the Canvafs with his Sights, 
 Whofe trickling tears fell down like fhowers of Rain, 
 Striving to mix frefh Water with the Main. 
 Long in thefe doleful dumps hee ftood for lack 
 Of his lov'd Soveraign, and at laft thus fpake. 
 
 6. " O Than whofe wonders arefeen in the Deep 
 " Unhottoitid Bowels of the Ocean ! keep 
 
 " A nd Crown His Sacred Highnefs with divine 
 " Glories ; whofe Scepter is a Type of Thine. 
 " O ! let tJi obfeqvious windes, and waves allaie 
 " Their fir lie looks, and ftudie to obeie. 
 " ! let all florins bee chain' d up in abflrufe 
 "And lonely caverns, and no more break loof 
 " Whiles the whole Rabble of black Tempefts fleep, 
 " LuWd by the zvarbling Miifick of the Deep. 
 " Let this Dale's Jubilee with Peace bee blefl 
 "And hiiflit, as when Halcyon build's her nefl : 
 
 " Sjich 
 
1 6 Vaticinium Votivmn. 
 
 " Such bee that Daie when great Charls doth prepare 
 " T' encounter with Rebellion, and repair 
 " The Ruines of three Kingdoms, to increaf 
 " His enemies Horror, but His SubjeSls Peace. 
 
 7. Dread Sovereign ! whofe verie name give's fire 
 To my dull Mufe, which ftand's but to admire ; 
 And in th' amazement of that Zeal doth greet 
 Thy Sacred Highnefs with unequal Feet. 
 Pafs on in triumph with a profperous Tide, 
 Whiles Zephyrus is thy Pafs-port and thy Guid : 
 Hee, Hee's thy Harbinger who fwiftlie dear's 
 The Coaft from Tempefts when thy Pilot fteer's ; 
 How doth Hee fmile, and fmooth His chearful brow 
 Ballanc't with fo divine a weight as Thou ! 
 The fhip which wafted Jafon to the fhore 
 Of Colchis, which the vulgar did adore 
 And De'ifie fo much, that they did prize 
 Each Planck as Trophies to bee fix't ith' Skies ; 
 That Ship was but a Cock-boat to thy Sail, 
 Or fom poor punie Whiting to a Whale. 
 Had Hee been Fraught with Thee, hee ne'r had thought 
 Of that vain Voiage, and fo deai'ly bought 
 
 A lock 
 
 24 
 
Vaticinium Votivum. 17 
 
 A lock of Wool, and better-tutor'd Greece, 
 Would brag no longer of her Phrygian Fleece : 
 Thofe Pageant-pot-gun-Triumphs (if their ftorie 
 Were true) were but meer Atoms to T/iy Glorie, 
 W<=^ flame's like Heaven's bright blazing lamp through 
 World, from th'^rz'zV/^toth'^wtof-^V/^ Pole. ^ 
 
 6. Goe then bleft Mirror of Great Britain ! go, 
 Implore Heaven's Aid above, whiles here below 
 Thy SnbjeSls linger, readie with th' Expenfe 
 Of their dear Blood, to fall in Thy Defence : 
 Frefh Trophies Court Thee ; richer then that old 
 Fleece, fetch't from P//rjAo-2«, though each lock were gold: 
 Thy Cauf2.\vzkQ's th' whole world, and clamor's high 
 For Vengeance, from a Supreme De'itie. 
 Angels and Men are mov'd ; when Devils dare 
 Intrench on Princes, and ufurp the Chair 
 Of Sovereign Power \ A Fa£l that cannot hold 
 Comparifon, unlefs referr'd to th' old 
 Unweildie Giants, threatning to unthrone 
 Their Jove, and fcale the Caftles of the Sun ; 
 But as their brainlefs Furie was confin'd 
 And nail'd to ^tna ; fo let thefe Youths finde 
 
 C The 
 
 25 
 
1 8 Vaticinium Votivum. 
 
 The felf-fame Fate ; whofe Villanies have hurl'd 
 Earth from her Center, and unhing'd the World. 
 How would two Houfes pull twelv 'bout their ears, 
 Thofe twelv Celeftial Matijions of the Spheres ? 
 Whiles Stars , nay Moon and Sun may fliine alone, 
 Since our New Lights have LantJiorns of their own. 
 Thus have thefe Phaetons fir'd, and turn'd each Town 
 {Heart-burn' t before) t' a Conflagration. 
 Strange Babel-By-Blows ! t' untile Thrones by a trick 
 Of State, and build a Common-wealth with Brick : 
 Difmantling Earthlie Kingdoms, to prepare 
 Momitains i'th Moon, and Caftles in the A ir. 
 
 9 Then fail aufpicious PRINCE ! and wafted o're 
 The officious Waves, review Thy Native Shore ; 
 New ftring thy nervlefs Subjefls ; and impart 
 Fivers and Arteries to the Peoples heart ; 
 Refolv'd to hazard all, and to make good 
 Thy Roial Title, fealed in their Blood. 
 
 10. And now I grow Prophetick 'bove all Fiftion ; 
 And breathe Divinitie in my wifh't prediftion. 
 Black Clouds diffolv, and gloomie Horror go's 
 Back to that curfed Chads whence fliee rofe. 
 
 Not 
 
 26 
 
Vaticinium Votivum. 19 
 
 Not daring to creep nearer, or incroach, 
 When Charls fhall in bright Majejlie approach. 
 As when great Titan Charioter to the daie, 
 Rideth his Circuit in his rich Arraie ; 
 The confcious Night retire's, and to bewail 
 Her Guilt the more, put's on a Mourning Vail. 
 Or look as when SoVs melting Beams pearch't high 
 To their Meridian, how the poor Herds flie 
 Head-long in Droves ! as though they were affraid 
 Of thofe pale fhadows which their flight hath made ! 
 So may thofe Gobling Ghojls, thofe Beajis of Prey 
 Sneak to their footie Hen-roojls, and with-draw 
 At Thy dread-looks : fo may thofe Serpents hifs 
 Back, countermanded to their firft Abyfs. 
 Let them Repent that Daie, and Text it in 
 Their fatal Rnbrick, when they firft did fm 
 Againft their Sovereign, daring to Confpire 
 And Spawn black Treafon 'gainft Thy Sacred Sire. 
 Let them Repent, when Vengeance and Heaven too 
 Shall paie their Score, and give them what's their Due. 
 
 1 1. Thus did that good Ajichifes fon of old 
 By th' Authentick Sybils Oracle grow bold 
 
 C 2 To 
 
 27 
 
20 Vaticinium VotiDUtn. 
 
 To refcue his bleft Father, and thence made 
 A ftrange adventure through the Elizian fhade ; 
 Such was His private Pietie, but Thy Zeal 
 Involv's three Kingdoms and their Publick-weal : 
 Each A£l is Sacred, and each aim of Thine 
 Center's in Heaven, and thence grow's Divine. 
 
 12. O thou great-wonder-working GOD above ! 
 By whom the machine of th' whole Earth doth move ; 
 Who rul'fl both Sword and Scepter with a Rod, 
 And ftill'ft the mutinous world with thy fole nod : 
 Infpire, infpire great Charls, and gentle fhed 
 Showers of Scepters on our Sovereign's Head ; 
 That Juftice may return t' arraign thofe known 
 Loof Oiitlaries Thine enemies, and their own : 
 That wee may injoie old Saturn's dales of old. 
 To re-convert our Iron into Gold. 
 With thefe throng'd Bleffmgs was Thy Father Crown'd 
 Thrice feven long Summers, leaving a Renown'd 
 And Princelie Progenie, which fhall fecure 
 This Throne as long as Sun or Stars indure. 
 But may thy Scepter, and thy Regal Power 
 Brook no Corrival, nor Competitor ; 
 
 Whiles 
 
 28 
 
Vaticiniimi Votiviim. 21 
 
 Whiles Princes made thy Tenants, hold the Leaf 
 Both of their lives and fortunes to the Peace 
 Of glorious Britain ; and preferv'd thus, own 
 Their felvs and fafeties to Thy Roial Throne. 
 
 13. In this fad plight Palemon did implore 
 
 Th' Eternal Powers, and fain would have faid more, 
 
 But did referr the fequel of his Praier 
 
 To Heaven's great Mercie, and th' Almightie's Care : 
 
 Befides Sol had unfadled (for their eaf 
 
 His Steeds) and drench't his Chariot in the Seas : 
 
 The Fleet was out of fight too, and t' was beft 
 
 For poor Palemon to conceal the reft. 
 
 14. Yet fmce wing'd Vollies of his zvij7i.es may 
 Wait on great Charls, as Convoies to His waie, 
 Hee fend's them wrapt in Sighs ; as griev'd to fhew 
 How little hee could /«zV, how much muft ow ; 
 But whiles hee breathe's, hee'l deprecate thofe dire 
 Accurfed Band-dogs that have fann'd this fire 
 
 Of Civil Difcords ; letting loof th' unjufb 
 Reins to licentious Mtirther, and black Lnjl: 
 Who welt'ring in their gore, have fwam to th' chin 
 In Bloodie Riot, and Seditious Sin. 
 
 C 3 And 
 
 29 
 
22 Vaticinium Votivum. 
 
 And here they have rais'd their Crimes by the exile 
 Of Thy bleft Prefence, from this Brittijli Ifle. 
 Which laft Aft, when their Fate grow's mellow, fhall 
 Add to their Weight, and Crufh them in the fall. 
 
 15. Go then great Champion; go; make good the ftorie 
 That cite's Alcides, O may Thy firft glorie 
 Bee vow'd to Mars ! whiles mifcreants are thence made 
 The Maiden-handjils of thy fatal Blade. 
 And though 'tis pittie fuch bafe Blood fhould ftain 
 A Roial Fauchion ; and but little gain 
 To kill fuch Hedg-hogs. Let not this Plea fue 
 Their Pardons, nor debar them of their due : 
 Since the griev'd Realm doth groan, and groan agen, 
 Big with thofe Monllers, in the fhape of men : 
 Whofe violent pangs, and long Convulfion-fits 
 Have half bereft, and robb'd her of her wits. 
 Bee Thou t?ien her Lucina, bee, and clofe 
 Her womb, expanded through her teeming-throws ; 
 And as they Brood ftill quell, and diflipate 
 The abortive Hydra's of an Headlefs State. 
 May Men and Angels further Thy intent 
 In this great Work, and wait upon th' event ; 
 
 Since 
 
 30 
 
Vaticinium Votivum. 23 
 
 Since now the Seafon, and the appointed Times 
 Are near to powr down vengeance on their Crimes : 
 And th' hour's at hand (if Souldiers may divine) 
 To feek their Ruines that have thus fought THINE. 
 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 ^c^^f*^^^r*f*^4^^^^4^^4^"^*^^^ 
 
 3T 
 
(24) 
 
 nr^^n 
 
 An Advertifement to the Reader in refe- 
 rence to the annexed Prophecie. 
 
 Reader, 
 
 HisPropheciereceived from anhonorable Per/on, 
 coming fo opportunely to my hand, I thought it 
 but d?itie to transfer it to thePublick view; not 
 daring to commit fo great a fin in the fecret 
 concealment of a bufoncfs offo general a concernment. 
 
 Touching the Author, Paulus Qsr^x\.&xn?,,hee was a great 
 Aflrononier,andamanoffurpaflingPietie,andknozvnInte- 
 gritie,whofe Erudition Ukezvife and excellent Endoivments, 
 have received a pub'ick CharaSlcr from this and other 
 Kingdoms. 
 
 His Prophecie here need no Panegyrick; and a farther am- 
 plification, by waie of Apologie, would prove impertifient where 
 fo manic thoifiands have beenfo throughly prepoffefl in the 
 truth of his Predi£lions. 
 
 In a word, Scifimaticks (that fpeak evil of Dignities, 
 and defpife Prophefies) may perchanceperfifi fill obftinate; 
 T amfiire all Royalists will reft here zvell fatisficd. 
 
 For my part, I fitall therefore praie for the Convcrfion of 
 thefirfl, and Confirmation of the lafl; wifiting the one more 
 Faith, and the other better Fortune. 
 
 Farewel. 
 
 32 
 
The Prophecie of Paulus Grebnerus 
 concerning thefe Times. 
 
 Atilus Grebnerus was here in Ejigland with 
 Queen Elizabeth, Anno 1582. and pre- 
 fented Her with a fair Manufcript in 
 Latine, defcribing therein the future hi- 
 ftorie of Europe, here and there hmming 
 in Water-colors fom principal Paffages. 
 
 Dr. '^evil, Clerk of the Clofet, beeing in favor with 
 the Queen obteined this Book of Her, and beftowed it 
 on the Librarie of Trinitie Colledg in Cambridg, where 
 it hath been publifhed to the view of all perfons, till 
 about five or fix years ago, by much perufing and ill 
 handling, it was much flurred and defaced. 
 In his PrediSlions 
 Hee defcribeth the Troubles of RuJJia, and the Ele- 
 6lion of a SwediJJt King, SiGlSMUNDby name, to bee 
 King of Polonia, by which Hee fliall irrecoverably lofe 
 his own Inheritance. 
 
 That of the SwediJJt Race there fliould bee one 
 GUSTAVUS AdolphUS by name, that (hould take heart 
 from the Diftraftions of Gennanie to invade the Em- 
 pire with a fmall Armie ; fight manie Battles profpe- 
 roufly, but fhould at laft perifh in a pitcht-Field. 
 
 That about that time fhould Reign Rex Septentriona- 
 lis nomine CARO LUS, qui ducet Uxorem Mariam Papi- 
 
 pijlicam 
 
 33 
 
(26) 
 
 Jlicam, ex quo evadet Regum infeliciffimus Tunc Populus ipfius 
 Ditionis eliget fibi alium Imperatorem, Comitem ; qui dura, 
 hit in Imperio tres annos, aui circiter. At pojlea idem Po- 
 pulus eliget alium Imperatorem, Eqtutem, non ejufdem Fami- 
 lia nee Dignitatis, qui detrudet omnia fub pedibus fuis .■ du- 
 rahit aliquanth longiore tempore: &> pojl hunc eliget nullum. 
 
 Poji hunc apparebit quidam CAROLUS i CaroLO 
 defcendens, cum imrnensa Claffe in Litore Ditionis Patris fui, 
 6^ cum Auxiliariis Danicis, Suedicis, Hollandicis, Fran- 
 cicis projlernet Adverfarios Suos , 6^ adminijlrabit Imperi- 
 um perfeliciffiml , &• longe lat'eque domi7iabitur , &> erit 
 CAROLO Magna major. 
 
 About that time a Northern King (hall Reign, 
 CHARLS by Name, who fhall take to Wife MARIE 
 of the Popifh Religion ; whereupon Hee fhall bee a 
 moft unfortunate Prince. Then the People of His Do- 
 minion fhall chufe to themfelvs another Commander 
 \or Governor'] viz. an Earl ; whofe Government fhall laft 
 three years, or there about. And afterwards the fame 
 People fhall chufe another Commander or \or Governor] 
 viz. a Knight, not of the fame Familie, nor Dignitie, 
 who fhall trample all things under his feet : Hee fhall 
 endure fomwhat longer time ; and after him they fhall 
 chufe none at all. 
 
 After him fhall appear one CHARLS defcending 
 from Charls, with a mightie Navie, on the Shore of 
 His Father's Kingdom ; and with Aid from Denmark, 
 Sivedeland, Holland, France, fhall overthrow His Adver- 
 faries, and fhall govern His Kingdom wonderful hap- 
 pily , and fhall bear Rule far and near : and fhall bee 
 
 greater then CHARLS the Great. 
 
 A fhort 
 
 34 
 
(27) 
 
 Ajhort Paraphrafe on the fore-going 
 Prophecie. 
 
 TTOw well could Grebner in thofe Blinde Times fee \ 
 And in thefe Seeing-Times how blinde are wee ? 
 Our new-Fotmd-Lights are loft ; thofe fquint-ei'd-Elvs, 
 And purblinde Seekers, may now feek themfelvs ; 
 Who have thus err'd, imagining Prediftion 
 Of Sacred Prophefie, but fom feigned Fiftion. 
 
 But wee (bleft Grebner !) who have ftill admir'd, 
 And look't upon thee as fom Soul infpir'd ; 
 Will hold thy Saws no longer in fufpenf, 
 W* now w'have reach't with th'Opticks of our Senf ; 
 Since what was once Apocalyps, is known 
 The unridled Truth of Revelation. 
 
 Thofe two grand Champions (that trode on the Neck 
 Of Nations, and had Kingdom's at Their Beck) 
 Are both exftin6l ; and Fame can onely give 
 A bare relation that They once did live. 
 
 But 
 
 35 
 
(28) 
 
 But Thou renowned Charls, whofe matchlefs Fate 
 Defign'd Thee a Vi£lim to the People's Hate ; 
 (Maugre the malice of Thy Foes) wert hurl'd 
 With Haleluiahs from the wondring world, 
 A Conqueror o're Thy doom ; from whence wee may 
 Infer, Thou onely liv'dft, w^ee di'd that daie. 
 
 And now look back ; look back ; and have recourf 
 From whence thefe ftreams of Mifchief had their fourf, 
 Whiles thofe promifcuons Hodg-podg-Powers oppofe, 
 Like high-fwoln Floods that River whence they rofe. 
 The Eagle thus diflodg'd ; a Wren-like race 
 Of dunghil-Dors, foon pierch't-up in His Place. 
 And Lapwing-Liber tie e'refleg'd, t3k€s flight, 
 Firft hath her Champion-Earl; the next a Knight, 
 Whofe heavie Preffure hath fo imp't her wings, 
 Shee hath loft by Confuls what fhee got by Kings. 
 
 And now (but life's in Prophecie) wee might 
 Die, and defpair to fee Thy Second Light, 
 Great Charls, who like the Bridegroom of the daie, 
 Shalt gil'd fad Britain with Thy glorious Raie ; 
 Whiles all thofe fhower-fhot Mujhroms, and thofe new 
 Created Brats, melt like the morning dew ; 
 
 And 
 
 36 
 
(29) 
 
 And all thofe Ignes fatui (hrink and run 
 
 Like Exhalations at the rifing Sun. 
 This is the Wifh great King, and pious Care 
 
 Of thofe who piece-forth Prophecie with their Prater ; 
 
 O may bleft Grebner bee added to the Small 
 
 Prophets ! and prove each line Canonical ; 
 
 Whiles what in th' old Queen! s Reign hee did divine, 
 
 May bee fulfill'd, and ratifi'd in Thine : 
 
 O mai'ft Thou Reign in Thy known Realms, who art 
 
 Inthron'd alreadie in Thy People's heart ! 
 
 Omai'ftThouRuleland fpend Thy Fame through th' whole 
 
 Earth ; from the Artick to t' Antartick Pole. 
 Till the juft world with Grebner fhall maintein 
 Thee a mightier Monarch then brave Charlemain. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 'iMit 
 
 37 
 
^tern(E MemoricB^ 
 
 ET 
 
 SANCTIS MANIBUS 
 
 CAROLI I. 
 
 Nuper MAGNiE Britannia 
 
 Regis Pientifsimi ; 
 
 Nunc verb 
 
 Angliae Proto-Martyris-Regii 
 Gloriofifsimi, Sacrum. 
 
 hi iniquitatibus illorum Gloriam Tuam per- 
 fecijli. 
 
 Typis excufum Anno Caroli Martyris primo, 1649. 
 
 39 
 
(33) 
 
 ^temcB Memories. 
 
 C A R O L I I &c. 
 
 1 E jam, Roma tuis Catilinse crimina chartis 
 Devoveas, ja6lefve tuos (6 Brute!) triumphos: 
 Major enim quam quum vidifli hsc Monftra, Britanno 
 DiTque exofa magis tra6latur Scena TJieatro. 
 Non Patrize furtim ferales fubdere taedas 
 Conjurata manus tentat, non Publica csecis 
 Nunc petitur Res confiliis, non dira receffus 
 Infandum molita nefas jam qusrit Erynnis : 
 Sed teftemte, Phoebe vocat, quern ca;na Thyeftse 
 Crimine velavit quondam polluta minori. 
 C^SAR enim periit, jufle quum Roma Tyrannos 
 
 D Extimuit 
 
 4[ 
 
(34) 
 
 Extimuit, verdque nefas culpante Senatu, 
 Plaudente hic Illegitimo Rex C^sare Major 
 Fata fubit C(ztu, Themidis feddtque fecures : 
 Dum non vifa prius Populis fpeflacula prsebet 
 Turba ferox, Regis Sacram & fcelerata prophanat 
 Cervicem Proprii fub limina Sanfta PalatI ; 
 Regis, quo Melior nunquam vel Juflior alter 
 Lubrica vefanis admovit fraena Britannis. 
 *Hic ubi vicinis quondam refponfa Legatis 
 Ipfe dabat, toto fpargens Oracula Mundo 
 Infignis Triplici Diademate, faeva fecurim 
 Dextra parat ; verum immoto jamjam ultima vultu 
 Fata videt, Mort^mque Hojl^fque in Morte trimnphans 
 Calcat, & intrepidus minitantem defpicit Enfem : 
 Non minus Augufto fpedlandus lumine, Coeli 
 Mox ut abiturus facras fublimis ad Arces, 
 Quam Populo quum jura dabat : Sic Carolus aftra 
 Divorumque domos petit, & * fibi cognita Regna : 
 Indomitoque Tuas animo, Themis Anglica, Leges 
 
 * White-hall, five Alba Aula, Regii Palatii pars nobiliffima, Publ. quondam Le- 
 gatorum Auditionibus, & prsecipuis Aulas folennitatibus inferviens, funeftiflirai 
 fpedlaculi Theatrum & executionis locus deligitur. 
 
 * Ob pietatem fcil. infignem ipsique fupra cxemplum familiarem. * Ipfifsima 
 ejus verba in fecundil compellatione Weftmon. / die a Martyr for My Parlia- 
 ment and People, I fiandfor tlu Laws i7/England, and the Libertie of My People^ 
 
 In- 
 
 42 
 
(35) 
 
 Afferit, & proprias tua prsefet jura faluti : 
 
 Sed cadet hoc fulmen nee totum terreat Orbem ? 
 
 Legibus 6 Martyr Popiildque ! 6 viftima noftris 
 
 Non ben^ caefa malis, mundoque ignota priori ! 
 
 *0 vos venturi lugete hsec damna Nepotes ! 
 
 Quanta etenim tantos placabunt funera manes ? 
 
 Cauffa Dei, Cauffa haec Regum eft : qua lumina condit 
 
 Qudque oritur Phoebus, tangent Tua Fata Monarchas 
 
 Carole, dum Coelo volvetur Lucidus axis. 
 
 At conjuratse tandem Tibi fanguine dextr^ 
 
 Litabunt, propri6que cadent Tibi viftima ferro, 
 
 Dumque Tuo e cinere ut Phoenix renovabitur alter 
 
 (Proxima quern Sceptri faciunt Tibi jura fecundum.) 
 
 Carolus, atque Tuos vindex exfurget in hoftes, 
 
 Tota fecundabit Terrarum Machina votis 
 
 Jufta ejus conata fuis, int^rque Nepotes 
 
 Heroiim in numero potiorem fera locabit 
 
 Pofteritas, Teciimque olim poft fata beabit 
 
 Suprema hunc Ccelique donms, Divi'imque Corona. 
 
 Amen, 6 Deus I 
 (0 vindex fcelerum Regiimque cujlos) 
 
 * Sic prophetico quodam fpirtus afdatu alii compellatione exprefsit. T^i the 
 childe yet unborn may curf the fad events of iJufe violent courfes taken againfi 
 Mee. 
 
 D2 To 
 
 43 
 
(36) 
 
 To the Sacred Memorie of that late Fligh and 
 
 Mightie Monarch, Charls the First; 
 
 Hee who fell Jan. 30. 1648. the 
 
 Princelie Proto-Martyr of 
 
 Great Britain, &c. 
 
 'O more oi Annals ; let great Rome grow mute 
 In quoting Catiline, or recording Brute : 
 Britain now wear's the Sock ; the Theater's clean 
 Tranfplanted hither, both in Place and Scene. 
 No Vail nor Periwig-vizor ; Murther here 
 Without a mask dare's on the Stage appear, 
 Out-facing even the Sun, which oft hath fled, 
 And at lefs crimes fhrunk in his frighted head. 
 
 Rome had fom Plea (though fhee ne're juftifi'd) 
 Thofe fatal Swords by which great Ccsfar di'd. 
 
 But 
 
 44 
 
(37) 
 
 But here a greater far than Cmfar fall's 
 By a fpurious Senate and her Cannibals. 
 How do that Monfter-headlefs-multitude 
 Gaze on the Beams, and giddily intrude 
 On's Sacred P erf on ! murthering Him before 
 The eies of Heaven ! and at His own Door ! 
 A Prince fo fweetly Pious, Rebels muft 
 Confefs 'tis they were guiltie, but Hee Juft ! 
 
 And now behold the Scene ! White-haU's decreed 
 The fatal fhambles where the Lamb muft bleed ; 
 White-hall\ from whence Hee oft difpers'd and hurl'd 
 His Sacred Oracles through the Peaceful world : 
 There with an uncontrolled Courage, (higher 
 Far then that Scaffold) did His Soul affpire 
 In glorious Elohims, making His laft ftate 
 His Haleluiah, or Magnificat. 
 Thus Great AUGUSTUS falling, did bequeath 
 New EdiEls to the world, even at His Death, 
 Such as did Screen His Memorie from the ruft 
 Of black Oblivion ; and embalm His Duft. 
 
 But Thou bleft Charls, whom Hiftorie (hall ftile 
 The Princelie Proto-Martyr of this IJle 
 
 D 3 Fel'ft 
 
 45 
 
(33) 
 
 Fell'ft Champion of the Church ; and did'ft make good 
 
 The Realms grand Charter fealed in Thy Blood. 
 
 And could this difmal fhock of Thunder light 
 
 Onely on Britain's breaft ? and not affright 
 
 The Univerf? to let us underftand, 
 
 The general Dooms-daie of the world's at hand ? 
 
 Children unborn Ihall ftill bewail the time 
 
 Of this fad Hour ; and deprecate the Crime 
 
 Of thofe dire Regicides, whofe blufhing guilt, 
 
 For Vengeance crie's loud as that Blood th' have fpilt. 
 
 Thy Cia:2^invoke's juft Heaven, and doth implore 
 
 Confederate Princes to the fartheft Shore 
 
 Of all the world ; as far as Phcebus raie 
 
 Doth guild the Zodiack, and proclaim's the dale. 
 
 And yet fhould all thefe fail ; Bleft Charls 'tis known 
 
 Thou'ft left a Princelie Progenie of Thine own. 
 
 Who'l expiate Thy Murther, or refign 
 
 Their own Lives too, as Offerings at Thy Shrine. 
 
 And now fee ! fee ! another Phenix rife ! 
 From the bleft alhes of this Sacrifice ! 
 A Second Charls ! who fhall in fame affpire. 
 And grow more Mightie then His Princelie Sire. 
 
 And 
 
 46 
 
(39) 
 
 And now, O may th' unanimous world inthrone 
 Him foon ! and re-inveft Him in His Own. 
 May Hee out-live old Nejlor's daie and go 
 Not hence, but cloathed in a Robe of Snow ; 
 And then when envious Heaven too fhall remove 
 His Swaie from Earth, O may Hee Reign above ! 
 And meet His Sire, wh' (having pall this flood 
 In Robes of fcarlet di'd in His own Blood) 
 
 Sit's now a Crowned Martyr, and hath free 
 Title to add a Fourth Crown to His Three. 
 
 
 D4 
 
 Sur 
 
 m% 
 
 47 
 
(4o) 
 
 ^ <^ *4& ^ C^M <4& «^ <^ Sfi <^ q^ fcfi Jij e/.^ t^j f',^ 
 
 Sur la mort de 
 
 CHARLES I- 
 
 Deffunt Roy de la Grand Bretaigne. 
 
 SONNET. 
 
 A Nglois, e/i il done vray que ce PlEUX MONARQUE 
 Que Trois Peuples oni veit. Regner fi Jujlement, 
 Ainfy q'un Criminel affijie enjugement ; 
 Et puis fouffre le coup de la Mortelle Parque ? 
 
 EJl il vray que Charon ofe amener fa Barque, 
 Jufques deffus lefeuil de ce Grand Baftiment 
 Quifut de/on Palais le plus bel ornement \ 
 Et que Jon fang I'ait teint d'une Eternelle marque ? 
 
 Ouy ; mais inalaifement chez la Poflerite, 
 
 Ce recit pafferoit pour vne verite, 
 
 Taut de cet attentat les coups font effroyables : 
 
 Si la Foy lienfeignoit un Chrifl perfecute : 
 
 Oil que Ion ne f'ceufi pas, Que regnerfur des * Diablcs 
 
 Efi uti pas dangcreux pour tant de Piete. 
 
 * II R6 d' Engelterra R6 de los Diabolos El R6 di Francia R6 de los Afiios, &c. 
 Carol. V. 
 
 In 
 
 40 
 
(41) 
 
 ^ C^ ^ ^ a^ 
 
 In Martyrium 
 
 C A R O L I I- 
 
 Epigramma. 
 
 y%Um Populi curas, Rex, per Tua damna falutem, 
 
 Jure novo veniunt jam ftova Regna Tibi ; 
 
 Qiiarta etenim Triplici fuperadditur ifta CoroncB, 
 
 Quod moriens Populo MARTYR es atque Deo. 
 
 E vivis ereptus IIII. Kal. Febr- 
 Anno jErce Chriftiancs, 
 M DC XL IX. 
 
 
 In 
 
 49 
 
(42) 
 
 In Carol I I. obitum 
 Epigramma. 
 
 /"~^ Rex erat, & viridi carpebat gramina campo 
 
 Grex felix ; fidus cui modo Pajlor erat. 
 Lex erat, & juftae lis omnis fubdita legi : 
 
 Lis felix, Legis cui modo Lator erat. 
 Rex erat, & placido Rexit Moderamine ; Pajlor 
 
 Et Legis-lator (plangite) jujlus obit. 
 Nunc fine lege Duces ; fed non fine WIq furores ; 
 
 Nunc fine Pajlore eft Grex, fine Rege Thronus, 
 Omnia, Rex, Lex, Grex, jam funt peffundata ; Terris 
 
 Quid fupereft .' nifi Fczx : Plebs fere vi6la jacet. 
 
 Epigramma 
 
 5° 
 
(43) 
 
 Epigramma Hijloricttm 
 
 De Termino Hi/ani ]undico mAngHd in- 
 
 tercalato, Anno Dom. 1649. 
 
 ' a ''Erminus en Hilarl fuit hoc triftiffimus Anno, 
 
 Purpura Regalis tin6la cruore Togse. 
 In terra retinent fpinas Diademata Regum ; 
 In Ccelo eleflis grata Corona datur. 
 
 Memoriae 
 
 Mia **' 'iT 
 
 5T 
 
(44) 
 
 Memoriae Sacrum Optimi Maximi 
 
 C A R O L I I- 
 
 /"^ Reat Sir, Your pardon that my ruder Verf 
 
 Dare's with her Feet profane Vour Sacred Herf ; 
 True Grief no Manners know's ; and to begin 
 With Courtfhip, were but ceremonious fin. 
 Whiles You furviv'd, bleft SiR, my Loial breath 
 Still waited on Your Service ; and fmce Death 
 (Sent by the A6lors of fo black a Treafon, 
 As puzzles Faith, and quite confounds all Reafon) 
 Hath hurl'd You hence ; You juftly SiR may call 
 My Bodied thoughts to wait Your Funeral. 
 
 My dwindling-dwarf-like-Fancie fwell's not big. 
 Nor know's to wear a borrowed Periwig 
 Of Metaphors, nor from Parnajfus rife 
 To ranfack far-fetch't Phrafes from the Skies ; 
 Since all thofe pidling Epithites are too brief, 
 Great Charls, to fhew Thy Glorie, or my Grief. 
 
 52 
 
(45) 
 
 Go thou grim Conqueror; fearch thy kingdom through, 
 
 Examine everie Urn and Pitcher too ; 
 
 Tafte all thy Earths, and call at everie Grot, 
 
 Even thofe whofe Names, Ruft & the Worms have got; 
 
 And tell mee if in all thy Dark-houfhQQ 
 
 Snch a Prince fain, and Prince though fain, as Hee. 
 
 Greatnefs and Goodnefs too, which feldom fall 
 
 Within the Compafs of the felf-fame Scale, 
 
 In Him were poized, and divinely met ; 
 
 Whofe Meeknefs made Him Good, and Mercie Great. 
 
 His Meeknefs, oh ! that inexhaufted Mine 
 
 And Magazine of Moral and Divine 
 
 Graces, which like the influence, and the bright 
 
 Beams of the Sun, fiU'd Britain with their Light. 
 
 But why am I thus partial .' when that all 
 His Thoughts, Words, A6tions, were Angelical ? 
 Which like fix't Load-ftars, did dire6l moft men 
 To fail by th' Compafs of His Life and Pen : 
 Each pious aftion was fo chafte, and fuch 
 As held it fin to think, but death to touch ; 
 His Mercie fuch, as if Hee did but live 
 To know His Subjefts failings, and forgive. 
 
 Unheard 
 
 53 
 
(46) 
 
 Unheard of Love ! which could offences mask 
 And fooner grant their Pardon, then they ask ! 
 
 Thus was His Life un-pattern'd ! but His Death ! 
 Oh how the fenf which fuffocate's my breath 
 Curdle's my blood ! and, like fwift poifon, flie's, 
 In curling flames through all my Arteries ! 
 Hee di'd by th'barbarous hands of fuch a Frie 
 As fed on Furies, and have dreined Drie 
 The Lerna of all Murthers, to new-ftock 
 Mankinde with fpreading Crimes ; fuch as may mock 
 Preceding Treafons, and the world fupplie 
 With a flrange Mould to caft all Future by : 
 All former Ails were fiftions unto this ; 
 RaviUacks too is a ParentJ-iefis ; 
 A Murther fo tranfcendent, Annals fhall 
 Henceforth grow faithlefs and Apochryphal. 
 
 But Thou bleft Martyr, who haft here laid down, 
 And chang'd a Temporal for a Glorious Crown ; 
 Haft finifti't Thy great Work, and by th' event, 
 Attain'd more then they promis'd, but ne'r meant. 
 Reft Royal Sir, reft in Your Sacred Herf 
 While wee embalm Your Memorie with our Verf, 
 
 And 
 
 54 
 
(47) 
 
 And trickling Tears, which fhall like Pearls refine 
 
 Your Urn, and ferv for Diamonds to your Shrine. 
 
 You need no other Monument, who have 
 
 No lefs then three whole Kingdoms for Your Grave : 
 
 Whiles from the melting Marble of their Eies 
 
 Is Cryjlallisd this Epitaph 
 
 Here lie's 
 " Hojzor's rich Fo74ntain, the True Faith's Defender ; 
 " Religion, and the Law's Prop, and Extender ; 
 " The pureft quinteffence of Chrijlian Zeal, 
 " Beft Father both of Church and Common-weal I 
 " Virtues rare Patern ; Wedlocks chafteft Mirror ; 
 " Rebellions and bold Treafons, Scorn and Terror ; 
 " The fpotlefs Sacrifice, for the wilde flood 
 •' Of's People's loud fms. Charls the Great, the Good. 
 
 ^"k^'^k ^4444? 9H1"JH?44? W?4444^444?4? 
 
 Chro- 
 
 55 
 
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 CHRONOSTICHON 
 
 Decollationis Caroli Regis, &c. 
 
 tricefimo die Januarii , fecunda 
 
 hora Pomeridiana^ Anno Dom. 
 
 MDCXL VIII. 
 
 Ter Deno lani Labens ReX SoLe CaDente 
 Carol Vs eXVtVs SoLIo SCeptr6qVe SeCVre. 
 
 /"^Harls ! — ah forbear, forbear! left Mortals prize 
 
 His Name too dearly ; and Idolatrize. 
 His Name ! Our Lofs ! Thrice curfed and forlorn 
 Bee that Black Night, which ufher'd in this Morn. 
 
 C^AKLSour Dread Sovereign! — ^hold! left Out-la w'd Senf 
 Bribe, and feduce tame Reafon to difpenf 
 With thofe Celeftial Powers ; and diftruft 
 Heaven can Behold fuch Trea/on, and prove Juft. 
 
 CHARLS 
 
(49) 
 
 Qnk'Ri.soHr Dread Sovereign' smurthcr'd! — Tremble! and 
 View what Convulfions Shoulder-fhake this Land ; 
 Court, Citie, Countrie, nay three Kingdoms run 
 To their laft Stage, and Set with Him their Sun. 
 
 Charls our Dread Sovereigns Murther'dat His Gate ! 
 Fell Fiends ! dire Hydra's of a Stiff-neck't-State I 
 Strange Bodie- Politick ! whofe Members fpread, 
 And, Monfter-like, fwell bigger then their Head. 
 
 Charls of Great Britain ! Hee ! who was the known 
 King of three Realms, lie's murther'd in His Own. 
 Hee ! Hee ! who liv'd, and Faith's Defender flood ; 
 Die'd here to re-Baptise it in His Blood. 
 
 No more, no more. Fame's Trump fhall Eccho all 
 The Reft in dreadful Thunder. Such a Fall 
 Great Chrifiendoin ne're Pattern'd ; and 'twas ftrange 
 Earth's Center reel'd not at this difmal Change. 
 
 The Blow ftruck Britain blinde, each well-fet Limb 
 
 By Diflocation was lop't off in Him. 
 
 And if Shee yet live's, Shee live's but to condole 
 
 Three Bleeding Bodies left without a Soul. 
 
 E Religion 
 
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 Religion put's on Black. Sad Loialtie 
 Blufhe's and Mourn's to fee bright Majejlie 
 Butcher'd by fuch AJjfafsinates ; nay both 
 'Gainft God, 'gainft Law, Allegiance, and their Oath. 
 
 Farewel fad IJle I Farewel ! Thy fatal Glorie 
 Is Summ'd, Cafb up, and Cancell'd in this Siorie. 
 
 |w5»4>!S»4>W>4»4»4«foeJl5Bt3elUet»4^ 
 
 FINIS. 
 
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 58 
 
(so 
 
 OBSEQUIES 
 
 O N 
 
 TJiat unexemplar Champion of Chivalrie , and 
 
 Pattern of tme Prowefs, Arthur 
 
 Lord C A p E L. 
 
 ' I ""'Is {■sli AJlronomie. — Nor are wee yet 
 
 In utter darknefs, though the Sun bee fet ; 
 Since Thy ftar-beaming-influence prove's all 
 Thofe Rules Excentrick, and Apocryphal. 
 Thou'rt hight'ned by Thy Fall, and doll now fhine 
 With doubled luftre, fince Thy laft Decline. 
 
 Bright mirror of our Sphere ! who art no lefs 
 Then Valor's wonder ; Virtue's Mailer-piece ; 
 Filling whole Volums with Thy Fame ; to tell 
 The World Thy Worth was her own Chronicle: 
 To tell the World, thofe Praifes in the Wars 
 Thou'ft purchas'd, might bee numbred with the Stars ; 
 
 E 2 And 
 
(52) 
 
 And had Thy well-proportion'd-Daies been Spun 
 Out by Thy Deeds, Thou had'ft out-liv'd the Sun ; 
 Forcing the World's great Ltiminarie t'have 
 His Chaos clima6lerick with Thy Grave. 
 
 Thus Thy renowned Meeds Hke Incenf hurl'd 
 On flaming Altars, have Perfum'd the World 
 With fuch rich Odors, that fcarce Envie knew 
 Whether Thou wer't to King or Realm moft true. 
 Let State-Chronographers admire, and plead 
 Thofe Rites they ow to Honor ; when they read 
 Thy rare Atchievements ; ftudying to refine 
 The truth of Modem Hiftorie by Thine. 
 Cartilage bee dumb ! our Colchejler ftand's now 
 Corrival with thee, and dare's more then Thou ; 
 And all thofe Punick Wars, thy Walls could boaft, 
 Have o're and o're been travers'd on her Coaft. 
 Rome's three Horatii are pos'd ; our Ifle 
 Hath bred a Capel, Lucas, and a Lijle: 
 Whofe matchlefs deed's have Bud' d them with that late 
 And glorious title of Triumvirate; 
 Whiles their tranfcendent merit flrut's, and ftrive's 
 To ftand on tip-toe in Stiperlatives. 
 
 And 
 
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 And ftill there's fomthing more ; for, what was mixt 
 Promifcuoufly in thefe, in Thee was fixt. 
 In Thee that Pythagorean Maxime's true ; 
 And what was ftale Philofophie, prove's new 
 Divinitie, fince th' Souls of all thofe Nhie 
 Renowned Ones Tranfmigrated in Thine. 
 
 But why do wee Adore Thee, made immenf 
 And far fublim'd above our Sphere of Senf ? 
 Scorning bright Obelifques of Brafs, or Stone 
 Should raif Thy Monument, who art Thine own. 
 Yet fhould'ft Thou exfpeft a Shrine on Earth, wee muft 
 Make Colchejler th' Exchequer of Thy Duft : 
 Nor is it more then reafon, fmce 'twere pitie 
 To give Thee a lefs Church-yard then that Citie, 
 T' Interr Thee in her Breaches, and o're-turn 
 Her ftately Bulwarks, to fupport Thine Urn ; 
 Whil'ft the throng'd ftreets would juftle to make room 
 And fpread their Towrs, as Trophies o're Thy Tomb. 
 
 But this grand Task I recommend to thofe, 
 Who can limm Fancies in more lively Profe ; 
 Whofe Rhetorick may richly guild this Pile, 
 And raif Invention to a loftie ftile ; 
 
 E 3 Such 
 
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(54) 
 
 Such as may Conjure Horror, and oblige 
 Falth-fonnder'd-Zelots to confefs that Siege, 
 That fatal Stege, whofe Trenches were or'e-fpread 
 With mangled trunks and bodies of the Dead ; 
 Till the difcolour'd Earth, thus di'd in Grain, 
 Blufli't to behold fuch Shambles of the Slain : 
 And the pale Furies ftood like heartlefs Elvs, 
 Trembling, to fee Men do more then Themfelvs. 
 The Center-fliaking-Brafs grew hot, and fpoke 
 In Flames of Lightning, and in Clouds of Smoke ; 
 And Charon fainted. Ferrying Souls to Hell, 
 When Hecatombs of the Bejiegers fell. 
 
 Amidft thefe Tragick Triumphs did'ft Thou rear 
 Thy brave Top-gallant, 'bove the reach of Fear ; 
 Undauntedly expofmg Thy bold Head 
 To fhocks of Thunder, and thick fhowrs oi Lead: 
 Thofe Bullets were then Tame ; and wee may tax 
 The partial Sword that fpar'd Thee for the Ax. 
 The Field (th' Afylum of great Spirits) clean 
 Is changed here ; the Citie is the Scene ; 
 The Cannon fhew'd fair-plaie : But Thou wer't pack't 
 Away, not by an Ordnance, but an A£l. 
 
 The 
 
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(55) 
 
 The Scaffold turn'd a Stage: Where 'tis confeft, 
 The laft Aa (though moft Bloodie) prov'd Thy Beft ; 
 It prov'd Thy folemn Coronation, fmce 
 The Yard's Thy Palace ; and a Glorious Prince 
 Thy Prejident : Who after Plim art hurl'd 
 To meet Thy Sovereign in another World. 
 Transferr'd from Earth to Heaven, to remain 
 A fixed Star, and wait on Charls his WAIN. 
 
 E4 
 
 Obfequies 
 
 
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 63 
 
(56) 
 
 OBSEQUIES 
 
 Offered up to the Memorie of the ever Re- 
 nowned and never to bee forgotten, 
 Arthur, Lord C a p e l. 
 
 T^O ; paddle flill in Blood, for 'tis not ftrange 
 
 Now if your thirftie dropfi'd Blades do range 
 On the whole flock of Man ; or that they fpread 
 To Trunck and Boughs, fmce they have lop't the Head: 
 For fince the King, who like one general Soul, 
 Did through each nerv and agile mufcle rowl ; 
 And like fom publick Conduit did difpence 
 To everie Vein, both Sap and Influence ; 
 Shine's in His Crown of Martydom above, 
 Guilt and enamel'd with the Beams oi Love; 
 The Cement thus unfix't and flack't, wee muft 
 Needs languifh in to fhuffled heaps of Duft : 
 And as in Bodies, where the Head is lop't 
 From off the weeping Stem, fom Spirits drop't 
 
 From 
 
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(57) 
 
 From that great Magazine, into each part, 
 
 And left as Legacies unto the Heart ; 
 
 Contrafl the Joints and Hands, then make them fpread 
 
 As if they catch't at the diflodging Head; 
 
 So after this vaft Ruin, though the Frame 
 
 Of Nature were both difcompos'd and lame ; 
 
 Yet in this crippled Strufture, there might bee 
 
 Som ftarts and leaps,w*flow'd (brave Lord!) from Thee; 
 
 On whom, as fom not yet difcovered Sourf, 
 
 Which doth to th' fuppled Earth frefh Sap disburf, 
 
 And through her veins melt's in a purling rill, 
 
 Th' exfpiring KING His Vigor did diftil. 
 
 And as fom fullen Vapor which was fpun 
 
 From th' Earth's courf Wardrobe, by the glaring Sun, 
 
 To fom wilde Meteors, hover's in the Air, 
 
 And on each Cloud flied's its unravel'd hair ; 
 
 But wanting Aftive Heat to waft it higher, 
 
 Doth in dull Slime and fluggifh Mifts exfpire : 
 
 So before Capel was (Hke th' early Flower 
 
 Which ruder Hands tore from the mangled Bower) 
 
 Rent from His Bleeding ftalk, wee might perchance. 
 
 Like vapors wing'd with His brave heat, advance 
 
 Above 
 
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(58) 
 
 Above the Common-level, yet but now 
 
 His Flames fhot-up no new Supplie t' allow. 
 
 Wee crumble fhall to Ruin ftreight, and run 
 
 Into a wilde Precipitation. 
 
 And as when Morning from the Azure Towers 
 
 Powr's out the dale, and pluck's out th'unfledg'd hours ; 
 
 The Earth unlock's its womb, each flower unweav's 
 
 Its odorous treffes, and untie's its leavs, 
 
 That fo they may bee fpangled by that blaze 
 
 That from the blooming Sun's gilt luftre ftrai's ; 
 
 So now when Hee like a new-budded Star 
 
 That ftud's the Orb's above, doth from a far 
 
 Point out his Beams to us, let their clear Light 
 
 Steer us through the perplexed maze of night ; 
 
 And our benum'd and frozen Souls fo thaw, 
 
 Hee may both our Example bee and Law ; 
 
 For though that Man's a world within himfelf ; 
 
 In Him no Paffion fwell'd into a Shelf 
 
 To fplit His even thoughts, no Rock of Pride 
 
 Did intercept or juftle the free Tide 
 
 Of well-poiz'd aftions, and no Mountain there 
 
 Was by Ambition made, or Gulf by Fear. 
 
 His 
 
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 His beauteous A6lions too without did meet, 
 Still in fuch comlie and well-ballanc't feet, 
 And were fo fairly knit, you'd think they'd been 
 Each one the Tranfcript of His Soul within ; 
 No Byas His Religion vvarp't awrie 
 Into a crooked Excentricitie, 
 'Twas fullied with no Ends ; Hee could not tell 
 How to vamp Calvin with dark Machiavel. 
 No Widdows cooler fighs did fan His Cup, 
 Hee drank in's Wine no Tears of Orphans up ; 
 His Pregnant Fields were moifl'ned by the Skies, 
 Not w^et with fhowers rain'd from His Tenants eies ; 
 And having thus with Virtue pav'd the Track 
 Which to His Urn did guid His foot-fteps back ; 
 Hee, when His full-fledg'd Soul cafl off her Claie, 
 To bathe in Tides of never-ebbing dale. 
 Did in fo foft a Calm difmifs His breath. 
 As if 't were His Efpoufals, not His Death ; 
 And that in His cold fhroud Hee were to meet 
 The Portrait onely of His Genial Jheet. 
 
 In 
 
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 ^ ^ <^ !$• ^ ^ V^ JHfi «^ C^ 4^ ^ 
 
 In Prsematurum Obitum 
 Baronis C A P E L, 
 
 E T 
 
 Cafum Mortis-Sociorum, VII. Id. Mart. 
 
 M D CX L IX. 
 
 A-|-vRes cecid^re fimul, Fato non difpare, Caufsa 
 
 "^ Quamvls diflimili, ^M A R c H I O, ^B ARO, cCoMES ; 
 Difpar enim fuit haec ratio, (licet omnibus idem 
 
 Supplicium inflixit prsecipitata Themis ;) 
 Quod aprimus meritas Tibi folvit, Carole, poenas, 
 
 Immerita aft '^Alium Martyra poena facit : 
 '^Tertius at dubii quondam damnatus amoris, 
 
 Se Tibi nunc* mcerens reddere Jufta putat. 
 
 « Hamilton, ^Capel, c: Holland. Capite multati in Palatii Weftmon. Ar 
 * Sic Petrus nutantis iidei pcenitentiam egit lacrymis. 
 
 Illuftrif- 
 
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 Illuftrifsimi Herois Domini 
 
 FRANCISCI VILLIERS 
 
 Epicedium. 
 
 QUifquis amicus ades, nee mceftos fcindere crines, 
 ^ Nee pigeat madidas Ungue fecare genas ; 
 Occidit illuftris jnvenum fortiffimus Heros, 
 
 Quem fubit6 Fati carpfit acerba manus ; 
 Ille alios tantum vicit Virtutibus omnes, 
 
 Ante alios, quantum Pegafiis ibat equos. 
 Hei mihi ! cur tetricas ruperunt fila Sorores ? 
 
 Cur ftabat vacua tam cit6 Parca colo ? 
 Curve ferox Miles vultus laniare decoros 
 
 Suftinuit ? ferro durior ipfe fuo ; 
 Dulce decus Patriae ! cur te temerarius ardor 
 
 In medios enfes, fsevdque tela tulit ? 
 Sors levis ut folita eft rapit optima, prseterit ima, 
 
 Hei mihi tam dubias injicit ilia manus ! 
 
 Qu^m 
 
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 Quam vellem hoftiles pro Te cecidiffe cohortes ; 
 
 Cum Duce non tanti tota caterva fuit : 
 Tu tamen, heu facinus, turmis jugulatus ab iftis, 
 
 Preflifti duram fanguinolentus humum ; 
 Nee Species, Virtvt-fve Tibi, nee profuit yEtas ; 
 
 Pro Patria {Patrice Gloria) magne jaces. 
 Semper honos, laudes, & fplendida fafta manebunt ; 
 
 Nunquam Lethseis ifta dabuntur aquis. 
 Vos igitur trifles tandem eompefcite lu6lus, 
 
 Nee calido madidas imbre rigate genas : 
 Qui mod6 plordftis, Lacrymas teneatis, Amici ; 
 
 Non potuit fato nobiliore mori. 
 
 G. F. 
 
 . tisa 
 
 Obfequies 
 
 70 
 
(63) 
 
 OBSEQUIES 
 
 On the untimely Death , of the never to 
 
 bee too much praifed and pitied 
 
 Francis Lord Villiers. 
 
 T TEnce fond Philofophie ! it cannot bee ; 
 
 The crazie World crawl's t' his laft Jubilee ; 
 And though the Circle of the Year hath been 
 A Snake in embleme, it can't caft his skin. 
 At leaft I can't beleev't ; when everie dale, 
 Som ftately piece is fwallowed up in claie ; 
 When Cedars feel the fate of Shruls, and when 
 Great Peers expire, and tamely die like men. 
 How could'ft Thou elf thus fleal away unheard. 
 Without a Troop of Angels for thy guard ? 
 Without t\i' Artillerie of the Clouds, at this 
 Thy great and glorious Metempfycojis } 
 The Age is fure forgetful ; or perchance 
 Nature Her felf laie Bed-rid in a Trance, 
 
 As 
 
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 And thofe Torch-Conjlellations which (hine 
 At others Herfes, were all fet in Thine ; 
 As if they fell with Thee, and Fate would have 
 Their Chads clymaflerick with Thy Grave. 
 
 But, why do I epitomize a Theme 
 In this fmall Scedule which deferv's a Ream ? 
 A Theme whofe charming Magick might infpire 
 A cold Carthujlan ; and with Enthean fire 
 Kindle fuch raptures, as may re-ingage 
 Thofe Buskin-Bonaerges of our Age 
 To Perfonate Thee with more lively tread, 
 And in loud language fhew the world who's dead. 
 Let brave Bellona, who hath lately known 
 Thy Meeds, proclaim them ; and with War-like tone, 
 High as the fulphur-breathing-Brafs, inlarge 
 Thy fpreading triumphs, and report her charge ; 
 Shee, Shee fhall rear Thy Trophies, and difplaie 
 Thy matchlefs Chivalrie, on that black dale 
 Thou copd'ft with Deftinie, and did'fl refign 
 Thy Temporal-Title, for a more Divine. 
 Nor could Thy Courage flop, or make a pauf, 
 Where Honor call'd fo loud ; and fuch a Cauf 
 
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 As might provoke an Hermit, and make room 
 With His own Flame to meet His Martyrdom. 
 Armed with thefe refolvs, encountring Fear 
 Thou foild'ft her quite, whil'ft in a brave career 
 Thou did'ft out-dare the Dejlinies, and tread 
 A loftie meafure through whole fhowres of Lead ; 
 (Spight of the furie of th' oppofmg croud) 
 Cleaving Thy waie, like Lightning, through a Cloud. 
 
 Thus mid'ft thefe tragick Triumphs wer't Thou hurl'd 
 With loud Field-Mujick from th' affrighted world, 
 A Conqueror o're Thy doom ; witnefs that Peal 
 And vocal Vollie which chim'd forth Thy Knell ; 
 To tell the world Thy Merit, maugre Fate 
 Still, ftill furvive's, and is Invulnerate. 
 How large the ftorie, or how ample ; wee'l 
 Not now remember, fmce 'twas writ with fteel 
 And regifter'd in Blood. Th' indented Face 
 (Though no great Volume) was the Common-Place, 
 And Index of Thy Valor : everie fear 
 Seeming at lead fom miftick CharaSlcr ; 
 While's wee admire thofe Marginal Notes, and vext, 
 Wee cannot Comment on fo deep a Text. 
 
 F But 
 
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 But why do I revolv the fhort-writ-ftorie 
 Of fading Youth ; or recolleft the Glorie 
 Of Thy bleft Beautie (which though once the Throne 
 0th' LilHe and Rofe) was blafted before blown ? 
 Prepo'ftrous Fate ! t' anticipate and bring 
 On Winter e're Thou did'ft enjoie Thy Spring ! 
 To obnubilate Thy Morning-Sun, and fhroud 
 Thy dawning fplendor in a gloomie Cloud ! 
 But ah ! Complaints are fhadows, and too brief 
 To fhew the world Thy Goodnefs or our Grief; 
 Nor can wee circumfcribe, or with weak fenf 
 Define Thy Merit, which is fo immenf. 
 Alas ! wee knew 't was not the Cob-web-fhrine 
 Of Flefh could lodg fo bright a Soul as Thine ; 
 T' was not a Cabinet of Claie could hold 
 So rich a Jewel ; nor the brittle Mould 
 Of Earth contain a Serafhin, in all 
 His bleft dimenfions fo Angelical. 
 Why fhould wee fondly then repine ; or why 
 Thus pitie Him, wee rather fhould envie ? 
 His ftate tranfcend's our Paffions ; nor may wee 
 Reverf or Counterman'd Heav'ns grand Decree : 
 
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 Though Wee could weep a deluge to ingrofs 
 Our Griefs, and make them ample as His Lofs. 
 
 And You bleft Madam (mirror of Your Sex, 
 And wonder of our Age) furceaf to vex 
 Your Soul w* fad Remembrance ; whiles You fmother 
 And burie quick all Comforts in a Brother. 
 Thofe Diamond- Tears You daily flied (of more 
 Account then all thofe on the Indian fhore) 
 Are fpent in vain ; and You profufely prize 
 His lofs, to wafte the Treafure of Your eies. 
 His Fame require's no Monumental-flone, 
 Nor Epitaph ; why fliould You then bemoan 
 His YxiVitxzX-ObJequies, and thus make room 
 Ith' Tablet of Your Heart, t' ere6l His Tomb, 
 Where You, bleft Votarefs, pioufly refign 
 Your Sighs, as Incenf, offer'd at His Shrine. 
 
 Whil'ft in the Torrent of thefe Tears You fwim ; 
 Madam, You do bewail Your Self, not Him 
 Who foar's above Your Sorrows ; and fit's in 
 Commifsion, with fom bleft Cherubin, 
 Inthron'd in thofe Celeftial Manfions, where 
 Hee fliine's like Heaven's bright Champion,m His Sphere 
 
 F 2 Vota 
 
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(68) 
 
 On the Martyrdom 
 Of His Late 
 
 MAJESTIE,&c. 
 
 ^'"^Om, com, let's Mourn : all eies, that fee this Dale, 
 
 Melt into Showrs, and V/eep your felvs awaie : 
 O that each Private head could yield a Flood 
 Of Tears, whil'ft ^rzVazw'j- /fmif ftream's out His Blood; 
 Could wee paie what His Sacred Drops might claim, 
 The World muft needs bee drowned once again. 
 Hands cannot write for Trembling ; let our Eie 
 Supplie the Quill, and fhed an Elegie. 
 Tongues cannot fpeak; this Grief know's no fuch vent, 
 Nothing, but Silence, can bee Eloquent. 
 Words are not here fignificant ; in This 
 
 Our Sighs, our Groans bear all the Emphajis. 
 
 Dread 
 
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 Dread Sir! What fliall wee faie ? Hyperbole 
 Is not a Figure, when it fpeak's of Thee : 
 Thy Book is our befl: Language ; what to this 
 Shall e're bee added, is Thy Meiofis : 
 Thy Name's a Text too hard for us : no men 
 Can write of it, without Tliy Parts and Pen. 
 
 Thy Prifons, Scorns, Reproach, and Povertie 
 (Though thefe were thought too courteous Injurie) 
 How could'ft Thou bear ? Thou Meeker Mofes, how ? 
 Was ever Lion bit with Whelps till now 
 And did not roar ? Thou England's David, how 
 Did Shimei'sTongue not move Thee ? Where's the Man ? 
 Where is the King? Charls is all Chrijlian. 
 Thou never wanted'ft Subje6ts, no ; when they 
 Rebell'd, Thou mad'ft Thy Paffions to obeie. 
 Had'ft Thou regain'd Thy Throne of State by Power, 
 Thou had'ft not then been more a Conqueror. 
 
 But Thou, thine own Soul's Monarch, art above 
 Revenge and Anger, Can'ft Thou tame Thy Love ? 
 How could'ft Thou bear Thy Queen' sTiivorce.'! muftShee 
 At once Thy Wife, and yet Thy Widdow bee ? 
 
 F 3 Where 
 
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 Where are Thy tender Babes once Princely bred, 
 Thy choiceft Jewels, are They Sequejlred ? 
 Where are Thy Nobles ? Lo, in ftead of thefe 
 Bafe favage Villains, and Thine Enemies : 
 Egyptian Plague ! 'twas onely Pharaolis doom. 
 To fee fuch Vermin in His Lodging-room. 
 What Guards are fet, what Watches do they keep ? 
 They do not think Thee fafe, though lock't in Sleep. 
 Would they confine Thy Dreams within to dwell, 
 Nor let Thy Fancie pafs their Centinel? 
 Are Thy Devotions dangerous ? Or do 
 Thy Praiers want a Guard ? Thefe faultie too ? 
 Varlets, 't was onely, when they fpake for You. 
 
 But lo a Charge is drawn, a Dale is fet. 
 The filent Lamb is brought, the Wolves are met. 
 Law is arraign'd of Treafon, Peace of War, 
 And Jnjiice ftand's a Prifoner at the Bar. 
 This Scene was like the PaJJion- Tragedie, 
 Plis Saviour s Per/on none could Aft, but Hee. 
 Behold what Scribes v/ere here, what Pharifees ! 
 What bands of Souldiers ! W\\Sit falf witnejfes ! 
 
 Here 
 
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(70 
 
 Here was a Priejl, and that a CJiief one ; who 
 Dnrft ftrike at God, and His Vicegerent too. 
 Here Bradjltaw, Pilate there : This make's them twain, 
 Pilate for Fear, BradJJiaw condemn'd for Gain. 
 Wretch ! could'ft not thou bee rich, till Charls was dead ? 
 Thou might'fl have took the Crown, yet fpar'd the Head. 
 Th' haft juflifi'd that Roman Judg ; Hee flood 
 And wafht in Water, thou haft dipt in Blood. 
 
 And where's the Slaughter-Houf ? WJdte-hallxcM.^ bee, 
 Lately His Palace, now His Calvarie. 
 Great Charls, is this Thy Dying-place ? And where 
 Thou wer't our KiNG, art Thou our MARTYR there ? 
 Thence, thence Thy Soul took flight; and there will wee 
 Not ceaf to Mourn, where Thou did'ft ceaf to Bee. 
 And thus, bleft Soul, Hee's gon : a Star, whofe fall. 
 As no E clip/ "prowt's Oecumenical. 
 That Wretch had skill to fm, whofe Hand did know 
 How to behead three Kingdoms at one blow. 
 England hath lofl the Influence of Her KING, 
 No wonder that fo backward was Her Spring. 
 O difmal Dale I but yet how quickly gon 1 
 It muft bee (hort, Our SuN went down at Noon. 
 
 F4 And 
 
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(72) 
 
 And now, yee Senators, is this the Thing 
 So oft declar'd ; Is this your Gloi^ious King? 
 Did you by Oaths your God, and Countrie mock. 
 Pretend a Crown, and yet prepare a Block ? 
 Did you, that fwore you'd Mount Charls higher yet, 
 Intend the Scaffold for His Olivet ? 
 Was this, Hail Majler? Did you bow the knee 
 That you might murder Him with Loialtief 
 Alas ! two Deaths ! what Crueltie was this ? 
 The Ax defign'd, you might have fpar'd the Kifs. 
 
 London, did'ft thou Thy Prince's Life betraie ? 
 What ? could thy Sables vent no other waie ? 
 Or elf did'ft thou bemoan His Crofs f then, ah ! 
 Why would'ft thou bee the curfed Golgotha f 
 Thou once hadft Men, Plate, Arms, a Treafurie 
 To binde thy KING, and haft thou none to free? 
 Dull beaft ! thou fhould'ft, before thy Head did fall. 
 Have had at leaft thy Spirits Animal. 
 
 Did You, Yee Nobles, envie Charls His Croivn ? 
 Jove beeing fal'n the Piinie-gods muft down : 
 Your Raies of Honor are eclip'ft in Night, 
 The Sun is fet, from whence You drew your Light. 
 
 Religion 
 
 80 
 
Religion Vail's her felf ; and Mourn's that fliee 
 Is forc'd to own fuch horrid Villanie. 
 The Church and State do fhake ; that Building muft 
 Exfpe6l to fall, whofe Prop is turn'd to Dtiji. 
 
 But ceaf from Tears. Charls is of light bereav'n ; 
 
 And fnuft on Earth to fhine more bright in Heav'n. 
 
 i^^Mi 
 
 <:®^H 
 
 Vota 
 
 Place this after /(T^. 72. 
 
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Vota Ph ileireni A 7tglicL 
 
 Ilia Carle, ^ Rofas Henrice, & '^ Regna Jacobe 
 Junxiftis ; coeiint Lilia, Regna, Rofa;. 
 Affociata diu maiieant, undque morentur 
 
 Grata, virefcentes, Lilia, Regna, Rofe. 
 Sit Carolus Magno Major, fit Maximus, & quo 
 
 F^DERE Caussa ftetit, CausSA fuperba ruat. 
 Te ^ Lyra mulcet, avetque ^ Leo, obfervantque ^ Leones, 
 
 s Lilia ciimque Rofis Te recreare ftudent : 
 Una Fides, conforfque Salus, Deus unus lernum, 
 
 Scotum, Anghim, Wallum, Pace vigente beent. 
 
 a Fsedere Matrimoniali, cum Gallia inito. b Fsedera inter domus Lancaft. & 
 Ebor. c Scotise & Anglise, d Hybernise. e ScotiEe. yAngliss, g Gallic. In- 
 fignia in fcuto Regio. 
 
 ^ 1^ «!p CJE* (^ 4!^ 0^ (^ ^ <^ ^ 4^ C^ ^E> 4^ C^ C^ 
 
 Conjilium Phileireni Anglici. 
 
 "1^ Egi Sceptra, Deus Regi facraverat Enfes, 
 * Quae Regis Regi redde, Dei'que Deo. 
 
 * Ti. TV Kai(Taps )ial(Taet, rd tv ©eC ©€«. The 
 
 82 
 
The Requiem or Libertie of a7i 
 Imprifoned Royalijl. G.M. 
 
 Eat on proud Billows, Boreas blow ; 
 
 Swel curled Waves high as Jove's Roof ; 
 
 Your Inabilitie fhall know 
 That Innocents is Tempeft-/woy. 
 
 Though Surlie Nerens roar's, my thoughts are calm, 
 Then ftrike Affliaion ; for thy wounds are Balm. 
 
 That which the world mif-call's A Gaole, 
 
 A private Clofet is to mee ; 
 
 Whil'ft a good Confcience is my Bail 
 
 And Innocence my Libertie. 
 
 Locks, Barrs, Walls, Loannefs though together met, 
 Make mee no prifoner but an Anchoret. 
 
 I, while I wifht to bee Retir'd, 
 Into the private room was turn'd ; 
 As if their wifdoms had confpir'd 
 A Salamander (hould bee burn'd : 
 
 d 2 And 
 
 83 
 
And like thofe Sophies who would drown a Fifh 
 I am condemn'd to fufFer what I wifh. 
 
 The Pagan Cynick hugg's his povertie ; 
 
 The Pelican her wildernefs : 
 
 And 'tis the Indian pride to lie 
 
 Naked on frozen Caucafus. 
 
 Contentment cannot fmart ; Stoicks wee fee 
 Make Torments eafie by their Apatliie. 
 
 Thefe Manicles upon mine arm, 
 
 I, as my Sweet-heart's favors wear, 
 
 And then to keep my ancles warm 
 
 I have fom Iron fhackles there. 
 
 The walls are but my Garrifon, this Cell 
 Which man call's Gaol, doth prove my Cittadel. 
 
 So hee that ftruck at jfafon's Life 
 
 Thinking h' had made his purpofe fure, 
 
 By a malicious friendly Knife 
 
 Did onely wound him to a Cure. 
 
 Malice I fee want's wit ; for what is meant 
 Mifchief, oft-times prove's favor by th'event. 
 
 I'm 
 
I'm in this Cabinet lockt up, 
 
 Like fom high priz'd Margarite ; 
 
 And like fom great Mogid or Pope, 
 
 I'm cloiftered up from publick fight. 
 Retir'dnefs is a point of Majejlie, 
 And thus (proud Sultan) I'm as great as Thee. 
 
 Here Sin for want of food doth fterv, 
 Where Tempting Viands are not feen ; 
 And here ftrong walls do onely ferv 
 To keep vice out not keep mee in ; 
 
 Malice of late's grown Charitable fure, 
 
 I'm not committed, onely ^^■^t fecure. 
 
 When once my Prince afifliftion hath, 
 
 Profperitie doth Treafon feem ; 
 
 And then to fmooth fo rough a Path 
 
 I can learn patience too from Him. 
 Now not to fufifer fliew's no loial heart, 
 When Kings want eaf Subjefts muft love to fmart. 
 
 What though I cannot fee my KING 
 Either in's Perfon or his Coin, 
 
 f3 Yet 
 
 S5 
 
Yet contemplation is a thing 
 
 Which render's what I have not mine ; 
 
 My King from mee what Adamant can part, 
 Whom I can wear ingraven in my heart. 
 
 My Soul is free as th' Ambient Air, 
 
 Although my bafer parts Immur'd ; 
 
 Whilft Loial thoughts do ftill require 
 
 To companie my Solitude : 
 
 And though Rebellion male my bodie binde, 
 My King can onely captivate my minde. 
 
 Have you not feen the Nightingale 
 
 When turn'd a Pilgrim to a Cage, 
 
 How fhee doth fmg her wonted tale 
 
 In that her narrow Hermitage ? 
 
 Even there her chirping melodies do prove 
 That all her Barrs are trees, her cage a grove. 
 
 I am the Bird whom they combine 
 
 Thus to deprive oi Libertie ; 
 
 And though they do my corps confine 
 
 Yet maugre Fate my Soul is free, 
 
 And though Immur'd, yet I can chirp and fmg 
 Difgrace to Rebels, Glorie to my King. 
 
 Mufarum 
 
 86 
 
M us ARUM 'Avaychca: 
 Sive, 
 
 Quod Atigtijiifsinio C A R O L O, per fummum 
 Scelus d Perduellionibus Occifo, pq/i Alterwtt 
 Men/em elapfum, nemo Epitaphio Parentaret. 
 
 y>Um vera nimium Fama difcerpti Orphei, 
 
 Urbcs fcelefto Manadtim compleverat 
 Graias furore, Pegafe'ins Latex 
 (Flentes Camsenae immane quern folitas fuper 
 Alluere ripas lachrymis labentibus) 
 Alto fufurro gemuit, & msftum Caput, 
 Impar dolori, condidit : tandememicans 
 Csecis latebris, Isetiori murmure 
 Aliis fub AJlris Vena terris exilit : 
 Omnis reliflis Mjifa Parnafsi jugis 
 Hue convolavit, perfequens notas Aquas. 
 Haud aliter ardens quando Civilis Furor 
 ^quaret altas Britoiium Turres folo, 
 
 d 4 Aufuf- 
 
 87 
 
Aufufque & ipfum C A R o L U M laceffere 
 (Quo nemo Phcebo charior) fugit tremens 
 Phcebi Satelles, Mtifa Satyrorum ungulis 
 Liquit bifulcis trepida fsedatas Aquas : 
 Mox Hofpitales, folo fub novo, Lares 
 Exul requiriet & peregrinum Nemus 
 Bardi quel i sperfonat Brittamtici ; 
 Nulliifque ad IJidos Cygnus auditur Vada, 
 Ripdfque Cami, umbn'fque Phcebo cognitis ; 
 Ubi ludit Infulis amsenioribus 
 CkarvelHus, mur6fque Vanfleti lavat. 
 Implerat Orbem Luna repetita vice, 
 Carolinus ex quo fufus (heu !) fparfit cruor 
 Ferale Pegma, Li6lor infaufla manu 
 Dum juffa peragit impii Senatuli: 
 Silentque Vates U'ansfugce, ut nofter dolor 
 Nee ferre damnum poffit, nee dignb queri. 
 Super! Deorum ! nulla lacrymabilem 
 Extundit Elegum ? pulfa Liber tas, Fides, 
 Violata Sacra, Carolus Occisus! mala 
 Tot ! tanta ! tacito nos coercemus fmu ? 
 Carolina villes Fata percurrent colos, 
 
 Alba- 
 
 88 
 
Albdque charta inglorios Viros juvat 
 
 Infantia ingratos, & imbelles Timor ? 
 
 At (O pudendum perditce Gentifceliis !) 
 
 Sic cecidit Heros Decimus, & fcelere pari, 
 
 Infamis ^tas tradidit filentio. 
 
 Quid querimur autem Vana ? nee numeris eget 
 
 Inmimera virtus, nee Modis fiiperans moduni, 
 
 Sed nee Superftes nseniis Pietas habet 
 
 Viftura Genium : C A R L U M ccelo inferunt 
 
 S acres Vigilics : vivit URANIA Sua, 
 
 Debetque foli Virbius Famam fibi : 
 
 Bello Negante Vota Monumentum Dabunt. 
 
 In 
 
 ^^|^^o||i^^.i|^& .^^;|><|.^^<:^^^^.3jp^^^^ 
 
d^4><|5e|3e|3e|5c|>e|345c|>«^5«f>4>e|»^*l**l'4' 
 
 Jjl» c3|b 4#] 4^ <^ 4^ 4^ 4]^ «{» i^ C^ S^ «^ ^ ^ *^i'» ^ **i<^ 
 
 In SerenifsimcB Majejiatis Regice 
 
 Librum qui 'S'ttm^tXp^ EIkcov BaaCKucrj. 
 
 TTEe who but write's, or read's muft now chaftife 
 
 His tears, and change the habit of his eies ; 
 Not live on Death, nor wrong great Charls his Herf 
 With weeping tender Profe or fobbing Verf; 
 Compound ■^'x'Cn. ioxxov^s, flatter grief; then look 
 Upon His Refurre6lion, His Book : 
 In this Hee live's to us ; His parts are here 
 All recompos'd in the beft CharaSler, 
 So exquifitely drawn, it hand's our fenf 
 To This, his Charitie That, His Patience. 
 And if you'l fcan the virtues ; all the reft 
 Are Marfhal'd in the Treafurie of His Breaft. 
 
 New fafhion'd Monfters view't, here you may fee 
 Your hideous Selvs, and horrid Pedegree 
 Sprung from grim Pilat's Court, blazon'd with all 
 Th' Artillerie of Thorns and flock of Gall ; 
 Tyrants beyond Hyperbole ; and it fall's 
 
 A Mei- 
 
 90 
 
A Meiofis to call you Canibals ; 
 
 And they that tearm you cruel faie but thus, 
 
 Nero is juft, or Thais amorous, 
 
 Thefe facred Oracles inform more clear 
 Then Satan's furlie DelpJws WESTMINSTER. 
 Divinities new mirror ; whofe whole ftorie 
 May bee the Chrijliaiis fecond Inventorie, 
 Religion's Landskip ; and the abftra6led Sum 
 Of what is pafl, th' Account of what's to com. 
 * Great CHA RL SYixs pious Tripod, hee that fpell's 
 Take's Myfteries and fwallow's Oracles : * ^pJ^*"*'^" 
 
 The Pythagorean Trine, whence numbers fpread 
 To infinite, are yet confin'd i'th Head. 
 A Trinitie of lights new fprung, that pour's 
 A ftream of Day into thefe Nights of ours. 
 Our Sun, and Moon, and ftarrs, whofe beams difpenf 
 By Courf their heat, and light, and influence. 
 Wee'l lodg our pilgrim thoughts ; and here confine 
 (Spight of Chimere plus ultra) to this Mine 
 Of Heavenly treafures, where th' unfathom'd flore 
 Surround's us with a fweet defpair of more. 
 
 J. A. 
 
 9^ 
 
Memories Sacrum Pientifsimi 
 
 Martyris C a r o L i Primi ; 
 
 Hexajlicon. 
 
 TjrEe that C2LVifpell a Sigh, or read a Tear, 
 
 Pencil amazement, or accent a fear ; 
 Hee that hath leartit all grief by Heart ; Hee, Hee, 
 Is onely fit to write Thine Elegie, 
 Unfathom'd KING, who art fo deep a Text 
 Writ in This Age, but underjlood i'th Next. 
 
 Orpheus 
 
 92 
 
ORPHEUS Ms Difcerption : 
 
 Or 
 
 The Mufes Mourning for 
 
 the Death of the King. 
 
 •^Om my Corinna, let's go ftraie, 
 And entertain an harmlefs daie 
 Within Parnaffiis fafe retreat, 
 Upon whofe Verdure wee'l repeat 
 A fweeter tale 
 Then Nightingale 
 Did there e're Chant, for all her throat 
 A thorn keep's time to everie note. 
 
 But hark, what mean's this fhreek and crie .-' 
 I fee no track of enemie ; 
 And yet mee thinks this Lanreal Mount 
 Difcolor's yellow round about ; 
 
 Though through thefe bales 
 Phcebiis difplaie's 
 His hotteft beams, yet wee have feen 
 
 His 
 
 93 
 
His care to keep his own trees green. 
 
 See, fee wilde Satyrs how they run 
 
 All fmear'd with blood ; what have they don ? 
 
 The Mufes in a rout do ftraie, 
 
 Phcebus hath flung his Harp away, 
 
 And here's a Croivn 
 
 Corn's tumbling down : 
 The head roll's after which it did wear 
 Whofe blood and plaints yet fad's the air. 
 
 Woe's me ! this isAPOLLlON 
 Born of the cleareft beams o'th' Stm. 
 But with what gentle touch the Nine 
 His torn joints gather for a fhrine. 
 
 And everie limb 
 
 Do deck and trim, 
 Whil'ft grief their numbers wrack whereby 
 They promis'd Him Eternitie, 
 
 See how they fit Him for an Urn, 
 
 And His fine beams to duft do turn, 
 
 According to that Art, whereby 
 
 Nights may bee daie, by Chimijirie ; So 
 
 94 
 
So that Calcirid 
 
 Though here Ke&'sjhriu'd, 
 Hee may fpring out in purer light 
 And bee difvelopt from this Night. 
 
 The Graces never did becom 
 
 His life fo well as Martyrdom ; 
 
 For Hee a tottering ftage betrod 
 
 Each ftep refining to a God : 
 
 And though each zwrd 
 Could charm the Sword 
 
 Which did unjheath His Soul, yet Hee 
 
 Thus raffld out Mortalitie. 
 
 Thefe Graces, which fecurely laie 
 
 And about his eies did ftraie, 
 
 Protefted by His Majejlie, 
 
 Now wear His fable liverie; 
 
 And ftrow the flowers 
 Of thefe fweet bowers 
 
 Before the Coarf, whil'ft thus the Nine 
 
 Their laft notes fmg unto his Shrine. 
 
 Softly 
 
 95 
 
Softly, foftly, let us move 
 
 With thefe Crunis ^Majeftie; 
 What know wee but the Gods above 
 
 All the reft do Deifie ? 
 No Cefar e're did Sacrifice 
 
 Hint/elf in Triumph, and thus make 
 A ttonement for his Enemies 
 
 A t his Capitolian Gate. 
 
 Bold band ! how could ft thoufteddie aim 
 
 With a heart falf like thy face, 
 To lop off a Diadem 
 
 About thy feet a Dance to pace? 
 Maift thou not on a pillow lay 
 
 Thy own head to bee charm' d with reft, 
 But thy Infernal Socia may 
 
 Bee likezvife lodg'd ivithin thy breft. 
 
 Thefe fhades bereft of patronage 
 As our fountain of its Spring, 
 
 Are now but a grave hermitage 
 
 The fate to Eccho of otir KING. 
 
 Yee Gods with whom Hee now dothftraie 
 
 Let 
 
 96 
 
Let us wH ave lojl tlte vein of Verf 
 WhiVJl Hee doth tread the inilkie waie, 
 Stand Jim as Statues at his Herf. 
 
 Mee think's {Corimia) you and I 
 At thefe fad fights fhould petrifie : 
 And what a Monument fhould wee have 
 If wee flood fix't near fuch a grave ? 
 
 But let's return 
 
 Ever to mourn 
 E're wee get to our Grots thefe grones 
 Will bee imprefl' into our ftones : 
 Juft fo the fand beneath doth take 
 Thofe figures, which the waves do make. 
 
 / On 
 
 97 
 
On the execrable Murther of 
 C H A R L s the Firft, 
 
 T TP fad M E L P o M E N E, up and condole 
 
 The Ruins of three Realms ; attire thy Soul 
 In forrow's Robes : O let thy Fountains rife 
 And over-flow the Flood-gates of thine eies. 
 Fill up thy Sanguitt Cijlerns to the Brim, 
 Spread forth th' expanded arms and fl:rive to fwim 
 In Brittain's Tears ; that thus thou mai'ft make known 
 The grief of Others, fully as thine Own. 
 Oh ! here's a Tlieam indeed ! if Chriftians could 
 Not now lament, the Rocks aud Mountains would. 
 The melting Heavens whole Influences fl;eep 
 The ftubborn flone, would teach us now to weep. 
 The blood bedewed Earth doth bluJJi to fee 
 This horrid Maffacre, and fliall not wee ? 
 Sure fhould wee not, wee had lefs fenf then Thofe 
 Rebels the firft fomentors of thefe Woes. 
 Who then can ceaf from Tears or Mourning, when 
 
 The 
 
 98 
 
The beft of Kings fall's by the worft of Men ? 
 Dire Regicifm ! which to define, or fpel 
 Would conjure Horror in an Infidel: 
 'Twould Civilize z.favage Brefl and dint 
 Melting impreflion in a heart of flint. 
 
 And is there no Refpefl ? mufl Scepters have 
 The fate of Sheep-hooks and the felf-fame grave ? 
 Could the bright eie of Heaven the glorious Sun, 
 Seee Roial flreams like common gutturs run, 
 And not withdraw his glimmering beams, and bee 
 Himfelf clofe Mourner at this Obfequie f 
 And now poor Britain, fmce fhee hoth loft iojujl. 
 So good, fo great a Prince, Repent's in dujl 
 And ajlies, threatning to Convert and turn 
 Her towers in flames, as torches to His Urn ; 
 Whiles all her glories too, wax wan, and pale 
 Frighted and difcompofed in the Fall 
 
 Of Charls the great, whofe Tragedie doth portend 
 Earth's diffolution, and the world's juft end. 
 
 /2 On 
 
On the Martyrdom of Charls the 
 
 Firft, late King of great Brittain, &c. 
 
 \ Ngels for Pens Un-Imp your Heavenly Wings, 
 To Epitaph the beft of Earthly KINGS; 
 Man's unfledg' d fancies flie too low a pitch 
 To reach afubj'eil io/ublime, fo rick. 
 For Ink, take Amber from the weeping Stars, 
 That your bleft art may Diamond the skars, 
 Which Snake-fed-envie cat's into the florie 
 Of Him that was the Crown of England's glorie. 
 And if you deign to undergo this task, 
 Hee fhall bee foremofl: in the Royal Mask 
 Of all King-Martyrs, nor, though Fate hath thus 
 Uutimely fnatch't us from Him, Him from us, 
 Will anie of His Vaffals here difdain 
 To fkoop and bear up His viflorious Train, 
 
 Who fell both for the Church, and People's good 
 Sealing great Brittain' s Charter with his Blood. 
 
 A peni- 
 
A Peititential Ode for the Death 
 Of King C H A R L s- 
 
 QTaie ! ftaie (good People) ftint the Hue and Crie ! 
 Seek you the Murderer f 'Tis Murderous /. 
 
 Saie not five Earls 
 
 Murder'd King C H A R L s, 
 Nor that one Signal Lord 
 (Villain upon Record :) 
 Saie not the Commons, nor the Armie, 
 Citie, nor Judges ; onely / did harm yee : 
 
 To flop the Hue and Crie, 
 
 It is confeft', 'Twas onely Murderous /. 
 
 Whom feek yee ? was my Saviors Queflion, when 
 The Traitor Judas with his band of Men 
 Did feek his Blood : 
 Who ne're withftood, 
 But Anfwer'd, / am Hee ! 
 Th' Innocent, from all evil free. 
 But / (Blood-guiltie I) alas ! 
 
 /3 Am 
 
Am both the Traitor and the Barabbas ! 
 To flop your Hue and Crie, 
 It is confeft', 'Twas onely murderous /. 
 
 My Luft the Judas was, which led the Rout 
 Of my un-bridled Paffions, to finde out, 
 And Crucifie 
 His Majejlie 
 My Wrath and Malice too, 
 Confpir'd Him to undo : 
 Yet muft Barabbas, Bloodie / 
 Acquitted ftand, and my Dear Soveraign die. 
 But flop the Hue and Crie, 
 'Tis flill confefl', 'tis onely Murderous /. 
 
 Though Pontius Brad/haw did in Judgment fit, 
 And Cook drefs Hel-bred Sophiflrie with Wit, 
 To drain the Blood, 
 OiCHARLSthQGood: 
 And ftrike the R O Y A L HEART, 
 Not by Evidence but Art : 
 Thefe were but Fire and Wood! but who did bring ? 
 Or wher's the Lamb for a Burnt-Offering ? 
 Let ev'rie Penitent Loialiji now Crie, 
 ' Twas finful England\ but moft fmful I ! 
 
 ON 
 
On the Barbarous Decollation of 
 King C H A R L s the Firft. 
 
 "j\ yrY Soul hold out with Grief, and let the brim 
 
 Of wonted forrows fwel beyond : for Him 
 Weep above Ela : for no Common ftrain 
 Of fighs, will ferv to mourn our Charle-main. 
 Wee fhould weep Wonders that the World may know 
 Tears have no power to mitigate our Wo. 
 Stab Rebels with each verf, and let thy keen 
 lamhicks fhew there's Loialtie in Spleen. 
 Let all thyjighs have tongues, and everie groan 
 Language enough to hurl Confufion 
 On thofe damn'd Traitors who have ftoln our Sun 
 Away, from our unhappie Horizon. 
 Now 'tis a Zeal to Curf, and imprecate 
 Vengeance on them who are the general Hate 
 Of Heaven, and Earth. 'Tis Treafon to bee dumb 
 And filence our good C H A R L S His Martyrdovt. 
 Wee fpoil the Glorie of our Tears if wee 
 
 Weep 
 
Weep not his Murderers to Extafie. 
 
 W have no waie elf to magnifie our Moans 
 
 But to noif out their blood-Jhed, with our groans. 
 
 But ftaie ; I've found an Antidote for Grief; 
 
 Our forrow's not fo defperate, but Relief 
 
 May in fom meafure paie our lofs, though Hee 
 
 Bee gon, which was The Graces Hierarchie, 
 
 Root of our Joie, Learning's Epitome ; 
 
 The Soul of Goodnefs, fum of San6litie : 
 
 Yet wee have Branches left of that great Stem 
 
 Fit to re-wear England's left Diadem. 
 
 Then though our Fate bee fad, yet let our Fears 
 
 Vanifh in this : That all our juft Arrears 
 
 Of Grief for C H A R l' S his Death cannot bee don 
 
 In better Paie, then to Enthrone His SON. 
 
 Vaticinii 
 
 104 
 
Q_yVatus ^Taif o^cj.cAn. 1^30 . ^A^tatts su(bi^ . 
 
Au Roy de la grand Bretaigne. 
 
 ODE. 
 
 "f~Nleux, ProteSleurs de l' Innocence, 
 
 Pouu^s vous encor rejijler ; 
 A faire bien tojl / clatter 
 Les fcnidres de vojlre vengeance ? 
 N'aues vans pas affez tent^; 
 De flechir par V Imptmite 
 Ces dnies pleines de Malice ? 
 Et nejl il pas bien tojl faifon 
 De faire agir vojlre Juftice 
 Puis qu'on fonle aiix pieds la Raifon ? 
 
 2. le fcay bien que vojlre Tonnerre, 
 Gronde long temps fur les Humains, 
 Auant quil parte de vos mains 
 Pour venir foudroyer la Terre : 
 Les hauls chefnes font menaces, 
 Premier que d'efire terr affez 
 Par les fecoticeffes des tempefles ; 
 Et je fcay que voflre Bonte 
 Ne frappe q'u-d regret nos tejles 
 Des coups q'uelles out merits. 
 
 Place this between Folio "ji,, 75. 
 
 3. Alais 
 
 105 
 
3- Mais lors que des Perfides Ames, 
 Par leurs deffeins audacieiix, 
 On parte jufque dans les Cieux 
 Les Eclats des Civilles Fldmes : 
 Lors que jufques dans les Enfers 
 lis ont ejle chercfier des fers, 
 A fin d'armer Leurs Barbaries ; 
 Devez vous pas, Dieux Tout-puiffans, 
 Faire choir ces Noires Furies 
 Aux Prieres des Innocens ? 
 
 4. Defia de huiSl Hyuers les Marbres 
 Brifent leurs cryjlaux inconjlans. 
 E' defia huit fois le Printemps 
 Rend leur verte depou'ille aux arbres : 
 Depuis que ces CcBurs de Rocker, 
 Qui n'ont que la fiorme de chair, 
 S' endurcififans dedans leurs crimes ; 
 Pillent fians refiitution 
 Trois Peuples , rendus les vi6limes 
 De leur fianglante Ambition. 
 
 5. Nid 
 
 106 
 
5- Nid Sexe, Rang, ny Privilege, 
 Dti Roy jufques au Labmireur, 
 Nd pen decliner la fiireur 
 De leur Cruant^ Sacrilege : 
 Tous Aziles font violez, 
 Milk beaux Palais defolez 
 De leii-r rage portent les marques ; 
 Bref, leurs Complots noirs & mechans 
 Out lajje le Cifeau des Parques 
 Dedans les Villes & les Champs. 
 
 6. Leur infaiiable Avarice, 
 S'attacquant me/me aux Immortels, 
 De la depouUle des Autels 
 A prejque fait le del complice : 
 Car d^guifant fa Lafchet^ 
 Sous un mafque de Piete, 
 Qui pour le fruit donne I'korce : 
 Elk enforcelle la Raifon, 
 Et foils cette traitreffe amorce 
 Abbreuue I'ame de poifon. 
 
 Mais 
 
 107 
 
•J. Mais cejl en vain, Race Maudite, 
 Que pour colorer vos dejfeins, 
 Dejfous des vifages de Saints 
 Vous cachez un Caeur Hypocrite : 
 Vojlre Zele malicieux, 
 Deuaiit le Tribunal des Cieux 
 D^couure d nud /on hnpojliire; 
 C'eft un Flot q'uon ne peut calmer ; 
 C'eft un Feu, Duquel la Nature 
 Ne prend plaijir qua confumer. 
 
 8. Puiffe enfiti ce Zele prophane, 
 Leur faire auoir le mefme fort 
 Du Grec, quia pay a de fa mort 
 Le Temple brufld de Diane .• 
 Que leurs Noms demeurent fameux 
 Dans la race de nos Neueux 
 Parla honte de leurs Supplices ; 
 Et puiffe la Poflerit^, 
 Confiderant leurs Precipices, 
 Douter f'ils ont jamais ejle. 
 
 9. Mais 
 
 io8 
 
9- Mais non: il faut que ton Hiftoire, 
 Charles, Reffource de nos maux, 
 Pour Chef-dcBUure de Tes Trauaiix 
 En eternife la Memoire: 
 Ceji la volontd des Dejlins 
 Q'uoji voye unjour fur ces mutins 
 Ta jujle Colere afjouuie ; 
 Et que leur Fameux Chajliment 
 Dedans le recit de Ta vie 
 Tromie ci jamais fon monument. 
 
 10. Va done, que le Ciel Te profpere, 
 Contre ces Titans inhumaitis, 
 Et con/acre Tes jeunes Mains 
 A V anger Le Sang de Ton Pere : 
 O Roy ! pour qui tout /' Uniuers 
 Fait les mefmes veux que mes Vers, 
 Te fouhaittant des jours plus calmes : 
 La rage de ces Aquilons 
 Ne fouffle , q'ua jin que Tes PALMES 
 Croijfent mieux fous leurs Tourbillons. 
 
 De 
 
 109 
 
fttf'^'ttt^tfftt^'^ 
 
 De Regis Magnae Britannise Caroli I. 
 
 in Infulam Vedtim feceffu, fub finem 
 
 ^mu MDCXLVII. 
 
 T~xUm prop^ feptenum Civili in Marte Decembrem, 
 
 Infula Magna, olim Pacis alumna, fubit : 
 Dum petit infando Sceptri pia jura Tumultu, 
 
 Et ciet iratos in fua* Vota Deos : 
 Impia dum tutas Carolo negat Anglia Sedes : 
 
 Excipit Hunc parvo VeSlis * arnica fmu. 
 Quid monftri hoc, Britones ? Sol vefter currit in ortum, 
 
 Quaerit & Eoas Phcebus anhelns aquas ? 
 Anne Thyeftseam nova monftra sequantia ccenam 
 
 Ipfe fugit, radiis ut nocitura fuis ? 
 Scilicet, & retr6 hinc vobis patet omnia ferri, 
 
 Veftraque in adverfas currere fata vices. 
 Definite infenfos moniti jam temnere Dives ; 
 
 Sin minus, seterni nofte cavete tegi. 
 
 * Allufio ad nomen Angl. Votes. * Tunc enim putabatur Regis fecuritati invigi- 
 latura, & ab ejus partibus ftatura. 
 
 Ad 
 
 no 
 
Ad Eundem. 
 
 Poftquam S. M. adfuiffet in Infulae 
 
 Ved;is Conventils tempore, fub 
 
 finem Amti MDCXL VIII. 
 
 T yAud aliter laeto Phcebum poft nubila fpe6lat 
 
 Lumine jam longo quaffa carina Noto : 
 Quam me nunc Sacrae juvat ofcula, CAROLE, dextrae 
 
 Figere ; quam vultus poffe videre tuos. 
 O Rex ! Venturis Pia quem Patientia feclis 
 
 Commendat, Patrice prodit & effe Patrcm. 
 Nunc quofcunque volet neftat Fortuna labores, 
 
 Sors mihi, Te vifo, nulla nocere poteft. 
 
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 Upon 
 

 Upon His Majesties Arrival 
 at the I fie of lVz£-A^. 
 
 T Et Turkic boaft of Empire ; France of Law ; 
 
 Venice of Site ; Gold, India ; Water, Spaw. 
 Trade and Religions, London, Amfterdam ; 
 Of Greatnefs Florence ; or the Tartar Cam. 
 All thefe concenter in one fpot, one fpan, 
 The Ifle of Wight, and Charls the He of Man. 
 A Man whofe mind's above the Turkijh Creft, 
 A King who make's good Laws, and keep's them beft : 
 A Prince who like to well-built Venice ftand's, 
 In mid'ft of Waters, yet in fight of Lands : 
 Whofe Roial Bread's an India, where's a Mint 
 Of Golden thoughts ; bafe ones were ne're coin'd in't. 
 Whofe Gift (as waters have a fame) can heal 
 Th! Evil, Oh would it might the Common-weal ! 
 Hee trade's not in Religions ; yet own's one 
 Frofeft by moft, Pra6lis'd by Him, or none. 
 Fortunate IJle ! to thee ill fortune bring's 
 If not the Greatejl, yet the Bejl of Kings. 
 
(75) 
 Vaticinii Votivi PalcBinonis Coronis. 
 
 T TEr rediit, fpiranfque Pater per cunfta vigorem 
 
 Cynthius, obliquum jam pene retrogradus orbem 
 Exegit ; vicibufque fuis nova penfa revolvens 
 Difpulit e Coelo nimbos, Terraque fugavit 
 Squallentes Hyemis vultus, Auftrofque furentes : 
 Ex quo jam meliore olim concepta Pal^mon 
 Spe fua vota fovens, animo tua fata recurrit, 
 Gens Britonimi inalefana, & te miratur in illis 
 Non periiffe malis, & adhuc fpirantia vitae 
 Signa dare, ac propriis nondum occubuiffe ruinis. 
 Jam prop^ bis fenas variis erroribus a6lam 
 Latonam peragraffe Domos ftellantis Olympi, 
 Flora redux, Florseque fuis Philomela querelis 
 Indivifa comes, torpenti mmciat Anglo : 
 Ex quo, Fatorum non fat bene confcius, oris 
 Tunc difcedenti Batavum Tibi Vota Pal^MON 
 Carole jufta dedit : fed quamvis jufla, fupremo 
 
 Res 
 
 113 
 
(76) 
 
 Res aliter tunc vifa Jovi qui fata gubernat. 
 Quippe aufis nimium laxas immifit habenas 
 Criminibus, totdmque dedit cumulare furorum 
 Menfuram Sceleri, Vindi£la ut grandior sequas 
 Indicet poenas Titanum crimine lapjls. 
 Sic vifum eft : ut qua; nimia torpedine damni 
 Confcia Plebs fuerat proprii, mutabile vulgus 
 (Sed nimis heu ! fero tandem !) fua fata doleret : 
 Sic vifum eft fuperis : majori ut CaroLUS aftris 
 Infereret radio caput immortale corufcans ; 
 Quadruplicique inter divos fulgente Corond 
 Marty rii xternam /aero in Diadcmate palmam 
 Nefleret, & veros ferret de Morte Triumphos. 
 Sic vifum eft : ut Tu cui Jus Virtufque fecundum 
 CaR-OUK Jam Jpes nojlra, Locum Titub'imque dedere, 
 Herculeos prima tentans cum pube Labores, 
 Dignus Avis & Patre, Tuis fcelerata Triumphis 
 Colla Rebellantum calcares, Juftaque tandem 
 Supplicia inferres vindex Titanibus ijiis ; 
 Quorum aufis everfa jacent Tria Regna : prophano 
 Quae aggreffi (ceu Theffalicis quum dextra Giganium 
 Montibus avulfum fubftravit Pelion Offce) 
 
 Confilio 
 
 114 
 
(77) 
 
 Confilio junxiffe fimul ; Sacriimque Cacumen 
 Scandere in his Sceptri * violatd Pace Britamii, 
 Et Regum Divthnque ima radice revulfas 
 Evertiffe Domos, atque altitonantis Olympi 
 Derififfe minas, compleffe & caedibus Orbem 
 Pads amatorem, Pacifque infignia * Sacris 
 Geftantem in Titulis. Ah ! Quis nam talia fando 
 Temperet a lacrymis ? Sed Tu qui fata gubemas, 
 Summe Pater, renimque gyris moderamine jufto 
 Ac fapiente prsees, quondam haec verfurus in ufum 
 Permittis meliorem : atrox fua poena fequetur 
 Aufa nefanda, olim & feros vindi6la nepotes 
 Abjurare Patrum deteftarique docebit 
 Nomen, & seternis viventia crimina chartis. 
 
 Talia, fed volvens animo majora, Pal^mon 
 Verba, animi teftes, moeftas ad Tamejis oras, 
 Triftior ipfe ciens (nam tunc in Tame/is oris 
 Lu6lus eum tenuit, poftquam Te Carole, nobis 
 Eripuit violenta manus, Cseloque locavit) 
 Cantabat. Sed quis valeat cantare dolendo ? 
 
 * In binis e£L de re conciliis habitis, Uxbrld^. & IVeJlmoji. * Beati Pacifici. 
 
 Diimque 
 
 115 
 
(78) 
 
 Dumque filent Nymphce attonitas ? vel arundine mota 
 
 Ceu cantus imitata Syrinx pecciffe veretur ; 
 
 Hifpidus obfcuro latitat dum Glauciis in antro 
 
 Fata gemens Britonum : dum fparfse hinc inde Napece 
 
 In fontes oculos vertunt, Dryadi'mique chorese 
 
 In curfus incompofitos, & Panis amores 
 
 In lu6tus abeunt ; dum Nereiis ipfe Tridentem 
 
 Excuffum cecidiffe timet ; dum ftagna profundis 
 
 Pen^ refufa vadis Divifos orbe Britamios 
 
 Concutiunt, mersamque videt fub pondere Gentem 
 
 Quant magi dilexit terris ille omnibus unam. 
 
 Talia quis valeat calamos inflare videndo ? 
 
 Quis lacrymas cohibere ? iftas linque erg6 Pal^MON 
 
 Et BatavAm citus adnando te transfer in oras. 
 
 Hie & enim amiffi radians ut Imago Parentis 
 
 Carolus alter adeft, cujus fpes Gloria noftras 
 
 Eriget exoriens, Tempeftatumque furentes 
 
 Difpellet nimbos, & reddet gaudia Coelo 
 
 Atque folo Britonum, poftquam fatis ira Deorum 
 
 Saevierit, Dextrdque Jovis]zxa. frafta revellent 
 
 Peftora vindiftam minitantes fontibus ignes. 
 
 Hic erit & votis locus amplior, hie & Apollo 
 
 Agna- 
 
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(79) 
 
 Agnata;que novem, tranquilla Pace fruuntur, 
 Litora tuta filent illic. Diimque ora tueri 
 Principis & facro dabitur Tibi lumine vultus 
 Poffe frui tandem meliores fiftula cantus 
 Exeret, & calamos inflabunt vota, Pal^mon, 
 Tunc mage certa tuos ; feu fe fe accingere Marti 
 Ille paret, l£es6sque Patris cum fanguine manes 
 Luftrare, ac, Unibris offerre piacula Tantis : 
 Seu Pedibus proftrata ferox Audacia, Sacram 
 Porrigat, Illiiifque legat dementia, Olivam. 
 
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 Ad Anglos jam novennali Bello 
 
 Civili inter fe difsidentes. 
 
 FAPAINEXI'Z. 
 
 'T~*'Ertia ter jam diflidiis Civilibus eeftas 
 
 Exarfit, nee Hydrops fpoliis difcordia veftris 
 Infanam prope rupta fitim fatiare valebit, 
 O Britones ! cert^ vos infelicia Trojce 
 Fata manent, decimum fi tandem infanus in annum 
 Vos furor hie rapiat, nee fevo parcere ferro 
 Pads amor, Divumque metus, ReSlique ciipido 
 Edoceant, proprise metam & pofuiffe ruins. 
 
 Una medela tuis fupereft tantum, Anglia, damnis 
 Da Regi Sua Jura Pio, da Jujla Parenti. 
 
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