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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A60115	Archerie reviv'd, or, The bow-man's excellence an heroick poem : being a description of the use and noble vertues of the long-bow in our last age, so famous for the many great and admired victories won by the English, and other warlike nations over most part of the world : exhorting all brave spirits to the banishment of vice, by the use of so noble and healthful an exercise / written by Robert Shotterel and Thomas Durfey ...	Shotterel, Robert.; D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.	1676 (1676)	Wing S3647; ESTC R5622	29,742	102

where that Nation that when Bow-men came Grac't by the English Cross fear'd not too late The dreadful Omens of ensuing Fate 'T was then a Nation full of pleasing Charms England fam'd Mistress both of Arts and Arms Was Europe's Treasure stil'd the Heavenly Seat Where Honour and Immac'late Vertue met No Exercise like shooting was then priz'd The prudent Father would his Son advise To use the Bow assur'd no Weapon shou'd Prove half so useful for the Publick Good As that being light and easie to reverse In Action brave in Execution fierce Whose Force had like the uncontrolled will Of Heaven the power who e're it struck to kill Or as the dreadful Thunder from above Thrown by the Death-commanding hand of Iove Kills where it touches whose dread sorce divides Sky-kissing Cedars rends the Marble sides Of some great Rock whose strength has long withstood The raging Winds and Deluge-threatning Flood Ne're ceasing till it shroud its dreadful head Ten Fathoms deep in Natures Earthy bed So flies a Shaft as swiftly to bequeath The fatal Legacy of conqu'ring Death To the two bold Opposer whose proud Power Sinks with his liveless Trunk and is no more The use of Guns 't is granted has of late Been thought and prov'd chief Minister of Fate The murd'ring Cannon with its thundring breath In many dreadful fights has usher'd Death With speed and violence and Musquets have Pregnant with shot sent thousands to the Grave Within whose noble hearts fear never bred Yet fell as Victims to the fatal Lead And though it be successful and secure Dreadful in Warr and able to endure The strongest charge yet if compar'd to th'Bow It s high exalted Fame will nothing show Not but Death flies as certain from that Fire As from the Bow and Shaft we so admire But 't is impossible it e're should own By its weak single power a Fam'd renown So nobly splendid as our Archerie Could gain commixt with Magnanimity But if with shooting us'd 't would nobly show A power which never any could out-do By fight or single Force a dear-bought prize Which the succeeding Age would canonize Draw out a Band of Archers to the Field Brave Spirits train'd in Warr with courage steel'd Whose influence was bred and nourish't grows In 〈◊〉 brute bosoms whose well temper'd Bows Dismiss the Steel-tipt Messengers whilst Fame By Shouts applauds the Shooters skilful aim And see with wonder that undaunted force Which the dread rage of Death could ne're divorce See those that at pale Terrours face scorn e're to shrink That still encourag'd boldly stand on dangers brink With daring Breasts six't Eyes and Arms displaid Drawing out Shafts three quarters long to th' head Mark with a curious Eye the wretchedness And fears a Coward 's caution doth express And next the Archers noble Actions Eye Each Face this Motto bearing We defie And then declare the most unequal wrong Done to the Bow its Praise deferr'd so long The Archers power above all in Warr Is never to be question'd since they are A sort of skilful Undertakers young ' wedded to Arms and Honour Valiant Strong The Art of shooting was their Infant sport By which in Troops they daily did resort By which they gain'd helth strength fame courage skill Hearts to love vertuous deeds and banish ill No Impotents diseas'd can ever know The worth and matchless vertues of the Bow Archers must strong and healthful prove and Just Not weakned with bad Wine soft Ease and Lust But alwaies fit to entertain a Foe And by brave Deeds the worth of shooting show Had that too studious Chymist that first brought Into the World his fatal Guns but sought The use of Bows to grace what he design'd Should be a matchless Weapon for Mankind It might be granted that united Power Treason nor Rust of Time could ne're devoure But since it is abus'd and common grown The glorious Palm to Archers must be thrown Whose noble hearts all pannick fears disown Yet must not my affection to the Bow Like a great Torrent Reason overflow There doubtless are some men that fight with Guns Of an approved valour th' noble Sons Of Heaven born Honour that dare stake their Blood And dearest Vitals for their Countrie 's good And in that Cause think it a bliss to bleed Else 't were a miserable Age indeed But with a general Eye survey a Troop Each smiling face with th' many there that droop And 'mongst five hundred fifty scarce shall bear A Martial Spirit bold and fit for Warr. But in a Band of Noble Archers all The matchless Sons of Valour I dare call And prove it true since still inur'd to shoot Which Manly Pastime the weak trembling fruit Of Cowards ne're durst follow but possest By sturdy Bow-men whose fam'd strength encreast By daily Exercise nay 't has been found By such whose Intellects have been unsound Using the healthful Art Distempers fled And Strength and Courage through the Body spread A flowing lively warmth possest each Vein And sprightly Health banish't Disease and Pain A wholsome Pastime which all Sports exceeds And he that shooting loves no Physick needs A noble Archer his own Doctor is And soars above the reach of rank Disease Agues or lazy Feavers are for those That cherish the repute of Guns not Bows England was once the Seat of Archerie Parent of Honour Magnanimity And o're all Nations bore Supremacy For Arts and Arms her daring Archers then Durst charge a numerous Host of Warlike men Without respect to numbers death or fate Cherish't with hopes of being fortunate By their precedent Conquests which did grow As if they were entail'd to grace the Bow That Weapon being easie to be born Of exc'lent Nature and by Valour worn Besides the speed with which brave Archers make Their fame is such that I dare undertake To shoot ten Shafts well aim'd and carried on In Battel e're you twice can charge a Gun What then can be inserted to proclaim That Weapon's worth before the Bow what Fame Can be allow'd to that which Archers have Not by their Valours won If to be brave Valiant and fort'nate be a blessing prov'd By those that Warr and Acts of Honour lov'd The Bow may make as great and powerful claim As any Weapon incident to Fame Why then should that which only has of late Been us'd in England's Battels now create Oblivion in the best of Weapons use That in our pristine Ages did produce Such glorious Spoils Or why should Guns that owe No worth but what 's adherent to the Bow Be more esteem'd It only do's express This Age's Vices more it 's Vertue less Than what by th' honour'd Ancient was possest Great Charles of blest eterniz'd memory Celestial Heaven's unmatch't Epitome So lov'd this Art of shooting that even he The charms of other Sports would oft resist To be a Partner in the Archers List. And can we soar at greater Excellence Then prizing Arts lov'd by so wise a Prince Whose greatest

Foundation 's sure The warlike Bow my Muse designs to praise Whose Feather'd Shaft so fam'd in antient days Before Hell's Sulphur made the trembling fruit Of Peasants valiant durst Fame's cause dispute And own him most renown'd who best could Shoot We then were ign'rant of that murdring Smoak Bright Honour flourish'd on a Manly Stroak And daring Valour with a threatning brow Durst face the worst of dangers Fate could show Well arm'd with Barbed Shafts and Parthian Bow Fam'd Grecian Writers gloried oft to tell By what brave Weapons their Fierce Heroes fell And in their lofty praises would enhance Stern Ajax Faulchion and Achilles Lance Enlarging Trophies with ingenious speed Equal to th' merit of the haughty deed And Shall I th'Archer's praise fail to rehearse Because I want their unmatch'd skill in Verse They but endeavour'd well and so do I And to write well my utmost power I 'le try Although my Genius cannot soar so high How Bows were first invented few have shown Nor need we care since their tri'd worth is known The Wise and Fam'd Egyptian Poet sung Through Nature the first use of Shooting sprung Men imitating Porpentines that grow Arm'd with Sharp Pricks to shoot th' approaching foe Others ascribe th' invention first to be Made perfect by the Delian Deity VVhose Arm with heav'nly influence indued Life-conqu'ring Shafts in Python's blood embrewed VVhence that still lov'd and charming Soul of Rome Silver-tongu'd Ovid took this Fancy from The God with num'rous Shafts the Monster slew And through black wounds the Clotted poyson drew And in our first Age Lyra doth explain 'T was with a Shaft that Lamech murder'd Cain This antient and continued use doth raise Unto the Shooting Art no little praise It 's Vertue being most extol'd by those That knew the worth and goodness of their Bowes VVhose worth in war attended with success And glorious palms hereafter I 'le express Declaring to the girded Parthian's Fame No Land unconquer'd lay where Archers came Cyaxares the Median Emperour Triumphant Cyrus'fam'd Progenitor A sort of hardy Scythians kept to show And teach his Son the Vertues of the Bowe Thinking so well he did good Shooting prize He could not learn a Nobler Exercise That might if Fate e're cast him from the Throne By valour rais'd obtain a second Crown Nero 't is said on th' Harp so cunning was He all Rome's fam'd Musicians did surpass And gave this Reason That if Destiny By War enforc'd him from his Realms to fly He had that Art to get his Living by If then such Trifles can such praise obtain What glorious Characters may Shooting gain Whose use the death-defying Romans priz'd As most succesful in their Victories And thought their Eagle no ill Fate could know Guarded by him that drew the strongest Bowe Domitian Shooting lov'd to that extent And in the practice was so excellent That 't is recorded he from far could stand And Shooting through the Fingers miss the Hand Which Virtue by the Romans so desir'd Maugre his shameful Vices was admir'd And Commodus his Brother in all ill Had in the Shooting Art such matchless Skill No obvious mark to him too far did show That lay within the Level of his Bow Nor was this Vertue only practic'd by Men famous for their vitious Tyranny In Ages past 't was call'd bright honour's Beam The Prince's Pastime and the Schollar's Theam And those that most lov'd vertue most desir'd To learn that Vertue which the Age admir'd 'T was then the Souldier's guard the Coward 's shame The Monarch's Trumpet to divulge his fame And swift-wing'd Herald of a glorious name Such as had skill its worth did soon discern And such as could not Shoot made haste to learn None were esteem'd but who that Art did own And he that Shot best still had most Renown Kings for their strongest guards did Archers claim As most conducing to their growing Fame Leo Rome's fam'd and valiant Emperour Did in his Book entitl'd Sleights of War Prescribe a Law that Souldiers should resort In time of Peace and daily use this Sport By which good use his well arm'd Troops did share Choice Skill to do as well as hearts to dare Omitting which decree to th' Romans shame Proves now chief cause of their declining fame But more of this when I the profits show Arising from the vertues of the Bow Shall be declared this only here is plac'd To show by whom brave Archerie was grac'd VVhose worth not only by the vulgar sort VVas made the glorious Mistress of Report But whose loud fame great Monarchs did create Calling this VVeapon Guardian of the State So prizing it that in their strictest Laws The Archer's Plea was voted with applause This in our Native Clime has been allow'd VVhen stubborn factions to the Mandate bow'd Witness that Statute that declares it plain The Third of the Illustrious Henry's Raign Where 't was enacted every Subject shou'd Keep ready Bow and Shafts for th' publick Good More proofs and large examples I could show Of Archers worth but now 't is fit you know Its vertue and why th' Antients lov'd this more Than that which more stupendious Titles bore And though from th' Rules of History I move Whose use is to declare a thing not prove The Cause or why 't is so admired Yet I The place of some fam'd Nuntius will supply And boldly thus divulge it as a thing Fit for the Pastime of the greatest King An Art whose worth would prove to Honour's Son A Fertile Branch to graff his Glories on An Exercise for Youth most fit and good To warm the slackned Nerves and stir the Blood of Sloth infected Bodies whose disease Springs from the Ills of Luxury and Ease A Pastime Manly whose health-saving Art Adds strength to th' Limbs and courage to the Heart Rowzes distemper'd bodies from their Graves And the death-wounded sick men often saves By their endeavours to this active Sport Nor care I thought some forward Wits retort On my presuming thus Since 't is assur'd Consumptive Archers have been oft times cur'd By practicing to Shoot and Maladies Remedied by this wholsome Exercise Then 't is a Sport so Harmless that therein Lurks not the smallest scruple of a Sin Unless abus'd by Vitious Libertin From whose Debauches Scripture is not free Nor Pious Maximes of Morality But if the Nature of the Sport may move The Undertaker's deeds obscene to prove 'T is th' Archers Glory that no Pastime shares So much of God-like Innocence as Theirs Methinks I see an Ordinary where The Strutting Town-Huffs Revelling appear Fill'd with Contagion Noise rank Indian Fume And debauch'd Reliques that one might presume 'T were Pluto's Cave or Hell's With-drawing Room Imagine then a Dozen Fops or more Newly broke loose from Surgeon or from Whore At Hazard and consider at what cost Their deep mouth'd Oaths at every Piece was lost Were ragingly surrendred 't would appear The Scene of Horrour and the