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Epinicia Carolina, or An essay upon the return of His sacred Majesty, Charles the Second. By S.W. of the Inner Temple.
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S.W., of the Inner Temple.
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1660
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what Y' are since Yet like Your Self in both so much that nothing can be more 8. A perfect wonder in Your several State Whether we count Your Cross or better Fate Th' adventures that have run From th' Cradle to the Throne If Princes have their Infancy And can be born though they can't dye When for twelve years Th' hast known VVhat 't is to be a KING and to be None When Majesty disguis'd did lie I' th Visord of a private one The safest and the best retreit For Him that 's destin'd to be great Nay in a lower Sphere Thou seem'dst to move As if degrading's not enough Thy patience and thy heart to prove A banishment shall lead the way To an unconstant and unsetled stay To save the life that else had been a prey As if 't was equal fault to Be As hold the reins of Soveraignty Under so great an heap our fire was laid And part o' th common rubbish made Almost unminded and quite spent Till by the smoak it upward sent We knew it liv'd and on a gentle turn Could reassume its former flames and burn 9. This we experienc't when thy forward zeal Made Thee to us at Worcester fight appeal More for thy Countries good than for thy own Thy Countrey which insensible was grown And by continu'd slavery Thought it a burden to be free We saw there and who could not see The little price You put on Majesty When undistinguish't with the Rout Had not Your actions mark't You out You as some under-Captain wheel'd about Charg'd up Retreited Lead the Van Fac't the Cromwellians like a private man And though in You that time there lay Concenter'd Happiness and Peace Our future joy and present ease They unregarded were that day And as rich nothings put away Breaking first through the Armed Rancks Now on the Front then in the Rear Upon the guarded and well-bodied Flancks You over-ran all ere You could be judged near 10. You were too prodigal of life and blood When scarce to be withstood You 'd Publique Victime for proud Rebels dye Would scarce prevail'd with be to live And wait a better destiny So much 't was not to get the victory To be ore-powr'd and yet survive Though no less by 't was thy renown 'T is equal to deserve and wear a Crown You did Your share and more Than any Prince ere did before Only Fates would with triumph you restore Fates that for better times thy fortune knew Unwilling were that Bout thou shouldst subdue And from the Conquest CHARLES with-drew So that 't was they were routed and not You Who by your happy ' scape away And Parthian like in flight didst get the day Making the Oaken Garland far exceed the Bay 11. Had You that time o'recome in fight That very Name had spoil'd the shew 'T was more consulted in Your flight The Notion of a Countries overthrow Less pleasure greater hurt will do Blood that from streams like these doth spout Encreaseth not the Royal Dy but rots it out The purple loseth by the stain If possible to get it up again In civil broyles the Lawrel won Is but a pale and withered one Hath more of Cypress in 't and Thorn So purchased and worn Caesar in triumph when he led Great Pompy's children lost more praise Then 's Victory did Trophies raise His Crown did not defend but more expose his head 12. But should we every Scene present Deliver every Act of thine 'T were to exhaust a Mine And not a scanty and consumed Mint Full of new wonders every houre was seen The least that nothing Vulgar came between An houre can subject to a Volume give A day to an whole History A month and year can ne're subsist and live But with their own weight prest must sink and dye And as the light that in a mean Renders the Object better seen If it exceed its wonted ray Takes what before it gave away Y' have done too much all words out-done Your Self and the most lavish tongue By giving too great a Theam have given none Y' have done beyond all gone before Had you done less great Prince we had done more 13. Yet though we can't express we may admire Thy condescension when thou didst retire And in a Straiter orb confine Lustre would else break out and shine Yet though envelopt in a cloud even there It all enlightned that were near A cloud may hide not chase the Day Obscure the Sun not tak 't away The Suns the same when it don't as when it doth appear 'T was ill for us when private walls did feel Your power when laying by the warlike steel You all regrets but ours could heal Resolved for us Your Exile to forgo And something more than Exile know To suffer double banishment First from Your Country than the place Where You had covert got i' th Chase And by a Fate more grievous went So great a power had Usurpation gain'd That by less crimes it could not be maintaind A little spot appears till the whole Fleece is stain'd 14. Mean while we languish't with the rotting pain Of Forreign hatred and disdain 'T was death or prison to return again Those whom the publick ruine forc't to shore And for some shelter fly To other Lands and unknown lie If but their names were heard They were as an infection fear'd To be an English man was plague enough At home we knew no other peace But a continued War no health but a disease And since we could no better be By our Physitians mystery Always to be so and no worse was all our ease So that if expectation gone And buried with thee in oblivion Some for the base Vsurper pray'd And in their forc't Devotions stray'd 'T was out of Dread not Duty paid So much of a worse power we were afraid The same was for Sicilian Tyrant done Not out of love to him but fear of a more cruel one 15. And as the Romans in their superstitious care To several Deities did Temples rear Ridiculous to all but them that worship't there When they made Feavers Fanes resound To Paleness Altars Crown'd And Tempest that whole Fleets had drown'd 'T was not that from their influence They good expected but to drive 'um thence If we this thing for others did then you 'T was not because we reckon'd it their due But we our selves no other thing could do Our worship was constrain'd constraint did bring Almost a Fate our Soveraign to deny Whil'st every Pulpit still did ring With this impossibility At once to serve God and pray for the KING 'T is easie now and unperplext Without a Comment we can read the Text And the most partial man must say What ' ere 't was heretofore 't is treason now not to obey 16. Till you return'd the thought of joy Was banish't from these sad retreits And the few fires we had prov'd but unnatural heats Ne're throughly warm'd but forc'd colder sweats And with their clamminess did more annoy Our fires were like those which from Aetna rise Ne're seen but after some strange Prodigies Flames that don't lighten but obscure the Skies Yours have a greater power restore the day And when 't is sunk and lost in a decay Renue it with a brighter ray The Islands one continued fire Is terrible to all that see it round And those that know the reason and the ground O'recome with heat already ev'n expire Saylors I fear that pass by this way ' l mistake And a new Countrey in their Sea Chards make For as towards us they forward steer And with the Compass round us Veer They scarce know whether Pole they 'r near Like a new Terr' del fogo we so much appear 17. We 're truly now the Happy Isle Beyond all else on which the Sun doth smile But you are He hath made us so This happiness could from our selves ne're flow Or any thing that we could do You are the gift and giver too 'T is true Thou might'st have us'd some other hand That might have laid it as a just command The Spanish and the German aid That to such plunder willingly had come And with the same facility o're-come And made us dearly for refusal paid Thou mightst have done this something more Made blood and wounds thy right restore But resolute to stay Till something greater made the way Till the whole Land should see Not thou of them 〈◊〉 they 'd need of thee Thou more then any Prince hast done Com'st by a double title to the Throne The choice thy Peoples is the right thy own 18. And since th' art come may'st thou still finde Those pleasures such a welcome brings Where Loyalty and Dutie 's joyn'd To serve and own the best of KINGS May with thy Reign thy happiness increase And ne're know what 't is to grow less Or if Ecclips it suffers with the Sun Let it like that before hand known Not be a total or a sudden one But such as when 't is past and gone May make you re-assume this light Thy pristine beams and be more bright Make the whole world thy rayes adore Obscuring that small star that thee obscur'd before May'st thou be like thy Self none equal know To heaven alone thy Scepter owe To be within comparison is to be low MONCK the mean time while to the Sky Thy Name is mounted by wing'd victory That doth in Ambush for that honour lie I' th Sky shall also have a Memory And by some brighter Constellation known Attend thy Grandure and increase his own So wâ—iâ—e Your Self we must to CHARLES his Wain refer MONCK with another title shall be call'd the Waggoner FINIS