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A15635 Epithalamia: or Nuptiall poems vpon the most blessed and happie mariage betweene the high and mightie Prince Frederick the fifth, Count Palatine of the Rhein, Duke of Bauier, &c. and the most vertuous, gracious and thrice excellent Princesse, Elizabeth, sole daughter to our dread Soueraigne, Iames by the grace of God King of Great Britaine, France and Ireland, defender of the faith, &c. Celebrated at White-hall the fourteenth of Februarie, 1612. Written by George Wither. Wither, George, 1588-1667. 1613 (1613) STC 25901; ESTC S119958 10,392 34

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change in euery thing And seem'd to borrow mildnes of the Spring The Violet and Primerose fresh did growe And as in Aprill trimd both Cops and rowe The Citie that I left in mourning clad Drouping as if it would haue still bin sad I found deckt vp in robes so neat and trimme Faire Iris would haue lookt but stale and dimme In her best cullors had she there appeard The Sorrowes of the Court I found well cleerd Their wofull habits quite cast off and tyr'd In such a glorious fashion I admir'd All her cheefe Peeres and choisest beauties too In greater pompe then Mortalls vse to doe Wait as attendants Iuno's come to see Because shee heares that this solemnitie Exceeds faire Hippodamia's where the strife Twixt her Minerua and lame Vulcans wife Did first arise and with her leads along A noble stately and a mighty throng Venus attended with her rarest features Sweet louely-smiling and hart-mouing creatures The very fairest Iewells of her treasure Able to moue the senseles stones to pleasure Of all her sweetest Saints hath robd their shrines And brings them for the Courtiers Valentines Nor doth Dame Pallas from these tryumphs lurke Her Noblest wits shee freely sets on worke Of late shee summond them vnto this place To do your masks and Reuells better grace Here Mars himselfe to Clad in Armor bright Hath showne his fury in a bloudles fight And both on land and water sternely drest Acted his bloudy Stratagems in Iest. Which to the people frighted by their error With seeming wounds and death did ad more terror Besides to giue the greater cause of wonder Ioue did vouchsafe a ratling peale of thunder Cometts and Meteors by the starrs exhald Were from the Midle-region lately cald And to a place appointed made repaire To show their firie friscolls in the ayre People innumerable do resort As if all Europe here would keepe one Court Yea Hymen in his safferon-coloured weed To celebrate his rites is full agreed All this I see which seeing makes me borrow Some of their mirth a while and lay downe sorrow And yet not this but rather the delight My hart doth take in the much hoped sight Of these thy glories long already due And this sweet comfort that my eyes do viewe Thy happy Bridegrome Pr Co Palatine Now thy best friend and truest Valentine Vpon whose brow my mind doth read the story Of mightie fame and a true future glorie Me thinks I doe foresee already how Princes and Monarchs at his stirrop bow I see him shine in steele The bloudy feilds Already wonne and how his proud foe yeelds God hath ordaind him happines great store And yet in nothing is he happy more Then in thy loue faire Princesse For vnles Heauen like to Man be prone to ficklenes Thy Fortunes must be greater in effect Then time makes show of or men can expect Yet notwithstanding all those goods of fate Thy Mind shall euer be aboue thy state For ouer and beside thy proper merit Our last Eliza grants her Noble spirit To be redoubled on thee and your names Being both one shall giue you both one fames Oh blessed thou and they to whom thou gui'st The leaue for to attend thee where thou liu'st And haples we that must of force let goe The matchles treasure we esteeme of so But yet we trust t is for our good and thine Or els thou shouldst not chang thy Thame for Rhyne We hope that this will the vniting proue Of Countries and of nations by your loue And that from out your blessed loynes shall come Another terror to the Whore of Rome And such a stout Achilles as shall make Her tottering Walls and weake foundation shake For Thetis-like thy fortunes do require Thy Issue should be greater then his sire But gratious Princesse now since thus it fares And God so well for you and vs prepares Since he hath daign'd such honors for to do you And showne himselfe so fauorable to you Since he hath changd your sorrowes and your sadnes Into such great and vnexpected gladnes Oh now remember for to be at leasure Sometime to think on him amidst your pleasure Let not these glories of the world deceaue you Nor her vaine fauors of your selfe bereaue you Consider yet for all this Iollitie Y' are mortall and must feele mortalitie And that God can in midst of all your Ioyes Quite dash this pompe and fill you with annoyes Triumphes are fit for Princes yet we find They ought not wholy to take vp the mind Nor yet to be let past as things in vaine For out of all things wit will knowledge gaine Musique may teach of difference in degree The best tun'd Common-Weales will framed be And that he moues and liues with greatest grace That vnto Time and Measure tyes his pace Then let these things be Emblems to present Your Mind with a more lasting true content When you behold the infinite resort The glory and the splendor of the Court What wondrous fauors God doth here bequeath you How many hundred thousands are beneath you And view with admiration your great blisse Then with your selfe you may imagine this T' is but a blast or transitorie shade Which in the turning of a hand may fade Honors which you your selfe did neuer winne And might had God bin pleas'd anothers bin And think if shaddowes haue such maiestie What are the glories of eternitie Then by this image of a fight on sea Wherein you heard the thundring canons plea And saw flames breaking from their Murthering throts Which in true skirmish fling resistles shots Your wisdome may and will no doubt begin To cast what perill a poore Souldier's in You will conceaue his miseries and cares How many dangers deaths and wounds he shares Then though the most pass't ouer and neglect them That Rethorick will moue you to respect them And if hereafter you should hap to see Such Mimick Apes that courts disgraces be I meane such Chamber-combatants who neuer Weare other helmet then a hat of Beuer. Or nere board Pinnace but in silken saile And in the steed of boysterous shirts of maile Goe arm'd in Cambrick if that such a Kite I say should scorne an Egle in your sight Your wisdome iudge by this experience can Which hath most worth Hermaphrodite or Man The nights strange * prospects made to feede the eyes With Artfull fyres mounted in the skies Graced with horred claps of sulphury thunders May make you mind Iehouahs greater wonders Nor is there any thing but you may thence Reape inward gaine aswell as please the Sense But pardon me oh fayrest that am bold My heart thus freely plainely to vnfold What though I knowe you knew all this before My loue this showes and that is something more Do not my honest seruice here disdaine I am a faithfull though an humble Swaine I 'me none of those that haue the meanes or place With showes of cost to do your Nuptialls grace But only
EPITHALAMIA OR NVPTIALL POEMS VPON THE MOST BLESSED AND HAPPIE MARIAGE BETWEENE the High and Mightie Prince FREDERICK the fifth Count Palatine of the Rhein Duke of Bauier c. AND THE MOST VERTVOVS GRACIOVS AND THRICE EXCELLENT PRINCESSE ELIZABETH SOLE Daughter to our dread Soueraigne IAMES by the grace of God King of Great Britaine France and Ireland defender of the Faith c. CELEBRATED AT WHITE-HALL the fourteenth of Februarie 1612. Written by GEORGE WITHER AT LONDON Imprinted for Edward Marchant and are to be sold at his shop ouer against the Crosse in Pauls Church-yeard 1612. TO THE ALL-VER TVOVS AND THRICE EXCELLENT PRINCESSE ELIZABETH SOLE DAVGHTER TO OVR DREAD SOVERAIGNE IAMES BY THE GRACE OF GOD KING OF GREAT BRITANE FRANCE AND IRELAND c. AND WIFE TO THE HIGH AND MIGHTIE PRINCE FREDERICK THE FIFTH COVNT PALATINE OF THE RHEIN DVKE OF BAVIER c. ELECTOR AND ARCH-SEWER TO THE SACRED ROMAN EMPIRE DVRING THE VACANCIE VICAR OF THE SAME AND KNIGHT OF THE MOST HONORABLE ORDER OF THE GARTER GEORGE WITHER WISHETH ALL THE HEALTH IOYES HONOVRS AND FELICITIES OF THIS WORLD IN THIS LIFE AND THE PERFECTIONS OF ETERNITIE IN THE WORLD TO COME To the Christian Readers REaders for that in my booke of Satyricall Essayes I haue been deemed ouer Cynicall to shew that I am not wholy inclined to that Vaine But indeed especially out of the loue which in duty I owe to those incomparable Princes I haue in honor of their Royall Solemnities Published these short Epithalamiaes By which you may perceaue how euer the world thinke of me I am not of such a Churlish Constitution but I can afford Vertue her deserued honor and haue as well an affable looke to encourage Honestie as a sterne frowne to cast on Villanie If the times would suffer me I could be as pleasing as others and perhaps ere long I will make you amends for my former rigor Meane while I commit this vnto your censures and bid you farewell G. W. EPITHALAMION BRight Northerne Star and great Mineruaes peere Sweet Lady of this Day Great Britans deere Loe thy poore Vassall that was erst so rude With his most Rustick Satyrs to intrude Once more like a poore Siluan now drawes neare And in thy sacred Presence dares appeare Oh let not that sweete Bowe thy Browe be bent To scarre him with a Shaft of discontent One looke with Anger nay thy gentlest Frowne Is twice enough to cast a Greater downe My Will is euer neuer to offend These that are good and what I here entend Your Worth compels me to For lately greeu'd More then can be exprest or well beleeu'd Minding for euer to abandon sport And liue exilde from places of resort Careles of all I yeelding to security Thought to shut vp my Muse in darke obscuritie And in content the better to repose A lonely Groue vpon a Mountaine chose East from Caer Winn midway twixt Arle and Dis True Springs where Britans true Arcadia is But ere I entred my entended course Great Aeolus began to offer force * The boysterous King was growne so mad with rage That all the Earth was but his furies stage Fyre Ayre Earth Sea were intermixt in one Yet Fyre through Water Earth and Ayre shone The Sea as if she ment to whelme them vnder Beat on the Cliffs and rag'd more loud then thunder And whilst the Vales she withsalt waues did fill The Ayre show'rd Flouds that drencht our highest hill And the proud trees that would no duty know Lay ouerturned twenties in a Rowe Yea euery Man for feare fell to Deuotion Least the whole Ile should haue been drencht in th'Oceā Which I peceiuing coniur'd vp my Muse The Spirit whose good helpe I sometime vse And though I ment to breake her rest no more I was then faine her ayd for to implore And by her helpe indeed I came to know Why both the Ayre and Seas were troubled so For hauing vrg'd her that she would vnfold What cause she knewe Thus much at last she told Of late quoth she there is by powers Diuine A match concluded twixt Great Thame and Rhine Two famous Riuers equall both to Nile The one the pride of Europes greatest Ile Th' other disdaining to be closely pent Washes a great part of the Continent Yet with abundance doth the Wants supplie Of the still-thirsting Sea that 's neuer drie And now these being not alone endear'd To mightie Neptune and his watrie Heard But also to the great and dreadfull Ioue With all his sacred Companies aboue Both haue assented by their Loues inuiting To grace with their owne presence this Vniting Ioue cal'd a Summons to the Worlds great wonder T' was that we heard of late which we thought thunder A thousand Legions he intends to send them Of Cherubins and Angells to attend them And those strong Winds that did such blustring keepe Were but the Tritons sounding in the Deepe To warne each Riuer pettie Streame and Spring Their aide vnto their Soueraigne to bring The Floods and Shewers that came so plenteous downe And lay entrencht in euery Field and Towne Were but retainers to the Nobler sort That owe their Homage at the Watrie Court Or else the Streames not pleas'd with their owne store To grace the Thames their Mistris borrowed more Exacting for their neighboring Dales and Hills But by consent all naught against their wills Yet now since in this stir are brought to ground Many faire buildings many hundreds drown'd And dailie found of broken Ships great store That lie dismembred vpon euery shore With diuers other mischeefes knowne to all This is the cause that those great harmes befall Whilst others things in redines did make Hells hatefull Haggs from out their prisons brake And spighting at this hopefull match began To wreak their wrath on Ayre Earth Sea and Man Some hauing shapes of Romish shavelings got Spewd out their venome and began to plot Which way to thwart it others made their way With much distraction thorough land and Sea Extreamely raging But Almighty Ioue Perceaues their Hate and Enuy from aboue He 'le checke their fury and in yrons chain'd Their libertie abus'd shall be restraind Hee 'le shut them vp from comming to molest The Meriments of Hymens holy feast Where shall be knit that sacred Gordian knot Which in no age to come shall be forgot Which Policie nor Force shall nere vnty But must continue to eternitie Which for the whole Worlds good was fore-decreed With Hope expected long now come indeed And of whose future glory worth and merit Much I could speak with a prophetick spirit Thus by my Muses deare assistance finding The cause of this disturbance with more minding My Countries welfare then my owne content And longing for to see this Tales euent My lonely life I suddainly forsooke And to the Court againe my Iorney tooke Meane while I sawe the furious Winds were laid The risings of the swelling Waters staid The Winter gan to