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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A80716	Ode, upon the blessed restoration and returne of His Sacred Majestie, Charls the Second. By A. Cowley.	Cowley, Abraham, 1618-1667.	1660 (1660)	Wing C6677; Thomason E1025_18; ESTC R202041	6,658	22

Did in their fire without consuming shine How through a rough Red-sea they had been led By Wonders guarded and by Wonders fed How many years of trouble and distresse They 'd wandred in their fatall Wilderness And yet did never murmur or repine Might me-thinks plainly understand That after all these conquer'd Tryalls past Th' Almighty Mercy would at last Conduct them with a strong un-erring hand To their own Promis'd Land For all the glories of the Earth Ought to be ' entail'd by right of Birth And all Heaven's blessings to come down Upon his Race to whom alone was given The double Royalty of Earth and Heaven VVho crown'd the Kingly with the Martyr's Crown 9 The Martyr's blood was said of old to be The seed from whence the Church did grow The Royall Blood which dying Charls did sow Becomes no lesse the seed of Royaltie 'T was in dishonour sown VVe find it now in glory grown The Grave could but the drosse of it devowr 'T was sown in weaknesse and 't is rais'd in power We now the Question well decided see Which Eastern Wits did once contest At the Great Monarch's Feast Of all on Earth what things the strongest be And some for Women some for Wine did plead That is for Folly and for Rage Two things which we have known indeed Strong in this latter Age But as 't is prov'd by Heaven at length The King and Truth have greatest strength When they their sacred force unite And twine into one Right No frantick Common-wealths or Tyrannies No Cheats and Perjuries and Lies No Nets of human Policies No stores of Arms or Gold though you could joyn Those of Peru to the great London Mine No Towns no Fleets by Sea or Troops by Land No deeply entrencht Islands can withstand Or any small resistance bring 〈…〉 and the unarmed King 10. The foolish Lights which Travailers beguile End the same night when they begin No Art so far can upon Nature win As e're to put out Stars or long keep Meteors in VVhere 's now that Ignis Fatuus which erewhile Misled our wandring Isle VVhere 's the Impostor Cromwell gon VVhere 's now that Falling-star his Son VVhere 's the large Comet now whose rageing flame So fatall to our Monarchy became VVhich o're our heads in such proud horror stood Insatiate with our Ruine and our blood The fiery Tayl did to vast length extend And twice for want of Fuel did expire And twice renew'd the dismall Fire Though long the Tayl we saw at last it's end The flames of one triumphant day VVhich like an Anti-Comet here Did fatally to that appear For ever frighted it away Then did th' aloted howr of dawning Right First strike our ravisht sight VVhich Malice or which Art no more could stay Then Witches Charms can a retardment bring To the Resujcitation of the Day Or Resurrection of the Spring VVe welcome both and with improv'd delight Blesse the preceding Winter and the Night 11. Man ought his Future Happinesse to fear If he be alwaies Happy here He wants the Bleeding Mark of Grace The Circumcision of the Chosen race If no one part of him supplies The duty of a Sacrifice He is we doubt reserv'd intire As a whole Victime for the Fire Besides even in this World below To those who never did Ill Fortune know The good does naujeous or insipid grow Consider man's whole Life and you 'l confesse The Sharp Ingredient of some bad successe Is that which gives the Tast to all his Happinesse But the true Method of Felicitie Is when the worst Of humane Life is plac'd the first And when the Child's Correction proves to be The cause of perfecting the Man Let our weak Dayes lead up the Van Let the brave Second and Triarian Band Firm against all impression stand The first we may defeated see The Virtue and the Force of these are sure of Victorie 12. Such are the years great Charls which now we see Begin their glorious March with Thee Long may their March to Heaven and still Triumphant be Now thou art gotten once before Ill Fortune never shall o're-take thee more To see 't again and pleasure in it find Cast a disdainfull look behind Things which offend when present and affright In Memory well painted move delight Enjoy then all thy ' afflictions now Thy Royall Father's came at last Thy Martyrdom 's already past And different Crowns to both ye owe No Gold did e're the Kingly Temples bind Than thine more try'd and more refin'd As a choise Medall for Heaven's Treasury God did stamp first upon one side of Thee The Image of his suffering Humanity On th' other side turn'd now to sight does shine The glorious Image of his Power Divine 13. So when the wisest Poets seek In all their liveliest colours to set forth A Picture of Heroick worth The Pious Trojan or the Prudent Greek They chuse some comely Prince of heavenly Birth No proud Gigantick son of Earth Who strives t' usurp the god 's forbidden seat They feed him not with Nectar and the Meat That cannot without Joy be eat But in the cold of want and storms of advers chance They harden his young Virtue by degrees The beauteous Drop first into Ice does freez And into solid Chrystall next advance His murdered friends and kindred he does see And from his flaming Country flee Much is he tost at Sea and much at Land Does long the force of angry gods withstand He does long troubles and long wars sustain Ere he his fatall Birth-right gain VVith no lesse time or labour can Destiny build up such a Man VVho 's with sufficient virtue fill'd His ruin'd Country to rebuild 14. Nor without cause are Arms from Heaven To such a Hero by the Poets given No human Metall is of force t' oppose So many and so violent blows Such was the Helmet Breast-plate Shield VVhich Charls in all Attaques did wield And all the VVeapons Malice e're could try Of all the severall makes of wicked Policy Against this Armour struck but at the stroke Like Swords of Ice in thousand pieces broke To Angells and their Brethren Spritis above No show on Earth can sure so pleasant prove As when they great misfortunes see With Courage born and Decencie So were they born when Worc'ster's dismall Day Did all the terrors of black Fate display So were they born when no Disguises clowd His inward Royalty could shrowd And one of th' Angels whom just God did send To guard him in his noble flight A Troop of Angels did him then attend Assur'd me in a Vision th' other night That He and who could better judge than He Did then more Greatness in him see More Lustre and more Majesty Than all his Coronation Pomp can shew to Human Eye 15. Him and his Royall Brothers when I saw New marks of honor and of glorie From their affronts and sufferings draw And look like Heavenly Saints even in their Purgatory Me-thoughts I saw the three