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B03223 An elegy on the death of the right noble Prince Henry Howard, Duke of Norfolk, who departed this life the 13th. day of this instant January, 1684. 1684 (1684) Wing E408; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[104]; ESTC R34869 1,107 1

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MEMENTO MORI AN ELEGY ON THE Death of the Right Noble PRINCE HENRY HOWARD Duke of NORFOLK Who Departed this Life the 13th day of this Instant January 1684. 18. Jan. 1684 NORFOLK is Dead like Lightning which no part O' th' Body touches but first strikes the Heart This Sound is Fatal for there 's not in all The stock of Sorrow any Charm can call Death sooner up there 's Musick in the breath Of Thunder and a sweetness in the Death It brings with it if we with this compare All the loud Noises that torment the Air. They Cure Physicians say the Element Sick with dull Vapours and to Banishment Confine Infections But this Dismal shriek VVithout the least Redress is utter'd like The last day's Summons when Earths Glories lie A scatter'd heap and Time it self must Dye What now hath it to boast of can we have A thought less dark then th' horrour of the Grave Now thou dost dwell below as brave a Soul As humane sighs and tears did e're condole Sprung from those great Progenitors whose Name Shines high and glorious in the Book of Fame Renown'd for Martial Deeds true English born Such as for ever shall our Isle adorn Who in their great Example still do live And to brave Spirits still Instructions give Pointing the way to Honour by true worth Such as themselves did to the world set forth Howard a Name which France has forc'd to shake The very Sound has driv'n whole Armies back But all their Prowess and Heroick Might No Death the Universal Monarch fright To Fare their Glorious Heads at length did bow And God-like Men like Beasts in Dust lye low Nor was Great Norfolk then his Fathers less But all their Vertues did at large express Of the first Magnitude a fixed Star Never Excentrick in the Brittish Sphere But always Loyal to his Prince he stood In every Shock of State and stemm'd the Flood Of Popular Rage and did himself approve To his own Honour and the Royal Love Blest with great Titles VVealth and ample Power And by his own great Regarded more Valiant and VVise in Dangers often tost But yet his God-like Courage never lost VVhen Fortune frown'd he found himself then most Resolv'd and with collected strength abides Th' impetuous rage of VVinds and adverse Tides Always undaunted and his Noble Mind Not blood est threats cou'd force nor flatteries blind A Hero so compleat not every day Is form'd but Heav'n does once an Age display Some wondrous work a while to bless our eyes And then destroys lest we should Idolize But yet the Memory thereof remains And we 're allow'd in tears to ease our pains Our loss is Universal all should weep A Anniversary our eyes should keep To some sad Numbers tun'd some Solemn Verse That may his Glories and our Griefs rehearse Nor should we cease to grieve and to admire Until our wearied Souls like his Expire The EPITAPH HEre is true Eloquence The Grave alone speaks Sense It says that Mortal Joys Each blast of Time Destroys But he that has Liv'd Just His Glory keeps in Dust. FINIS Printed for I. Deacon at the Angel in Guilt-spur-street without New-Gate 1684.