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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16552	A paraenesis to the Prince by VVilliam Alexander of Menstrie	Stirling, William Alexander, Earl of, 1567 or 8-1640.	1604 (1604)	STC 346; ESTC S100492	10,855	26

then thought sage Caus'd murther thousands being drunke with wrath Who to preuent the like opprobrious crime Caus'd still suspend his edicts for a time 58 All th'actions of a vertuous king proceed Forth from the source of a paternall loue To chastise or cherish as Realmes haue need For which he more then for himselfe doth moue Who many a millions ease that way to breed Makes sometime some his indignation proue And like to Codrus cares not death t' embrace If for the countries good and peoples peace 59 This Ladie that so long vnarm'd hath stray'd Now holds the ballance and doth draw the sword And neuer was more gloriously array'd Nor in short time did greater good affoord The state that to confusion seem'd betraid And could of nought but bloud and wrongs record Now freed from trouble and intestine rage Doth boast for to restore the golden age 60 Thus doth thy father generous Prince prepare A way for thee t' attaine t'immortall fame And layes the grounds of greatnesse with such care That thou maist build great workes vpon the same Then since thou art to haue a field so faire Whereas thou once maist eternize thy name Begin while as a greater light thine smothers And learne to rule thy selfe ere thou rul'st others 61 For still true magnanimitie we find Doth harbor soone in an Heroicke brest To match Miltiades whose glorie shin'd Themistocles a child was rob'd of rest Yet striue to be a Monarke of thy mind For as t' attempt great things all else detest A generous emulation spurres the sprite So vaine ambition blinds the courage quite 62 Whilst of th' illustrious liues thou look'st the storie Abhorre those Tyrants that still swim'd in bloud And follow those that to their endlesse glorie High in their subiects loue by vertue stood O! be like him who on a time was sorie Because while as he chanc'd to do no good There hapned but one day for to expire That was the worlds delight the heau'ns desire 63 But as some gaine great states by being humaine Some through their lenitie lose what they haue Englands sixt Henry could not liue and raigne But being simple did huge foiles receaue And Scipioes armie mutined in Spaine That through his gentlenesse their charge did leaue O! to the state it brings great profit oft For to be whiles seuere and not still soft 64 To guide his Coursers warely through the skie Earst Phoebus did his Phaëton require Saying from the straight way if he swaru'd by The heau'ns would burne or th' earth would be on fire So doth twixt two Extremes each vertue lie To which the purest sprites ought to aspire He liues most sure that no extreame doth touch Nothing would be too litle nor too much 65 Some kings whom all men did in hatred hold Whose breasts with auaritious thoughts were torne As wretch'd Vespasian sought to gather gold By base and abiect meanes that braue minds scorne Such whilst they seeke not t' haue their greed control'd But how they may their treasuries adorne Are though like Croesus rich whil'st wealth them blinds Yet still as poore as Irus in their minds 66 And some againe as foolish fancies moue That praise without discretion do pursue In stead of liberall prodigall do proue Then whilst their treasures they exhausted view With Subsidies their subiects do commoue And spoile whole realmes for to enrich a few Whilst with authoritie their pride they cloake That ought to die by smoake for selling smoake 67 But ô the Prince most loath'd in euery land It 's one that 's giuen to lust who hardly can Free from some great mischiefe a long time stand For all the world his deeds with hatred scan Should he that hath the honour to command The noblest creature great Gods image man Be to the vilest vice the bafest slaue The bodies plague soules death and honors graue 68 Th' vnnaturall monster that retir'd apart Amongst his concubines began to spinne Tooke with the habite too a womans heart And ended that which Ninus did begin Faint-hearted Xerxes that did gifts impart To them that could deuise new waies to sinne Though back't with worlds of men in th' enemies sight Had not the courage for to see them fight 69 Thus doth soft pleasure but abase the mind And making one to seruile thoughts descend Doth make the bodie weake the iudgement blind A hatefull life an ignominious end Where those that did this raging tyrant bind With vertues chaines their triumphes to attend Haue by that meanes a greater glorie gain'd Then all the victories that they attain'd 70 The valorous Persian that refus'd t' haue gaz'd Vpon Pantheas beauties t' ease his toiles His glorie by that continencie rais'd More then by Babylons and Lidiaes spoiles The Macedonian Monarke was more prais'd Then for triumphing ore so many soiles That of his greatest foe though beauteous seene He chastly entertain'd the captiu'd Queene 71 Thus haue stil-gas'd-at Monarkes much a do That all the worlds disorders to redresse Should shine like to the Sunne the which still lo The more it mounts aloft doth seeme the lesse They should with confidence go freely to And trusting to their worth their will expresse Not like French Lewis th' eleuenth that did maintaine That who could not dissemble could not raigne 72 But for to guard their state the strongest barre And best refuge in euery dangerous storme It is to be a gallant man of warre And t' haue a heart t' attempt hands to performe Not that they hazard should their state too farre And to each souldiers course their course conforme The skilfull Pilots at the rudder sit Let others vse their strength and them their wit 73 In Mars-his mysteries t' acquire renowne It giues Kings glorie and assures their place It breeds them a respect amongst their owne And makes their neighbours feare to lose their grace Still all those should that loue to keepe their crowne In peace prepare for warre in warre for peace For as all feare a Prince that dare attempt The want of courage brings one in contempt 74 And royall Of-spring that hast cause t' aspire As one to whom thy birth high hopes assign'd This well becomes the courage of thy Sire That traines thee vp according to thy kind He though the world his prosp'rous raigne admire In which his subiects such a comfort find Hath if once mou'd the bloudie art t' imbrace That wit for to make warre which now keepes peace 75 And ô how this deare Prince the people charmes That flocke about thee whiles in rauish'd bands To see thee young yet manage so thine armes And haue Mineruaes mind Bellonaes hands This exercise thy tender courage warmes And still true greatnesse but by vertue stands Agesilaus said no King could be More great vnlesse more vertuous then he 76 Although that all of thee great things expect Thou as too litle mak'st their hopes asham'd As he that on Olympus did detect The famous Thebans foote his bodie fram'd By thy beginnings so we may collect How great thy worth by time may be proclaim'd For who thy actions doth remarke may see That there be many Caesars within thee 77 Though many a realme by long experience finds That all the greatest blessings peace imparts As that which to good order all men binds Yet breeds this Isle still populous in all parts Such vigorous bodies and such restlesse minds That they disdaine t' imbrace Mechanicke arts And being haughtie cannot liue in rest Yea t' hold such idle it 's a dangerous pest 78 Earst prudent Cato told in some few howres What danger to the Romaines did redound While as they raz'd the Carthaginian towres By which while as they stood still meanes were found With others harmes to exercise their powers The want whereof their greatnesse did confound For when no more with forraine foes imbroil'd Straight with intestine warres the state was spoil'd 79 No since this soyle that in great sprites abounds Can hardly nurce her nurcelings all in peace Then let vs keepe her bosome free from wounds And spend our furie in some forraine place There is no wall can limite now our bounds But all the world will need walles in short space T' hold backe our troupes from seizing on new thrones The marble chaire must passe the Ocean once 80 What furour ore my iudgement doth preuaile Me thinkes I see all th' earth glaunce with our armes And groning Neptune charg'd with many a saile I heare the thundring trumpet found th' alarmes Whilst all the neighbring nations do looke pale Such sudden feare each panting heart disarmes To see those martiall minds together gone The Lion and the Leopard in one 81 I Henrie hope with this mine eyes to feed Whilst ere thou wearst a crowne thou wear'st a shield And when thou making thousands for to bleed That dare behold thy count'nance and not yeeld Sturres through the bloudie dust a foaming steed An interested witnesse in the field I may amongst those bands thy Grace attend And be thy Homer when the warres do end 82 But stay where fliest thou Muse so farre astray And whilst affection doth thy course command Dares thus aboue thy reach attempt a way To sing to th' Heire of Albions warlike land Who gotten hath his generous thoughts t'array A Royall gift out of a Royall hand And hath before his eyes that type of worth That starre of state that Pole that guides the North. 83 Yet ore thy father lo such is thy fate Thou hast this vantage that may profit thee An orphan'd Infant setled in his seate He greater then himselfe could neuer see Where thou maist learne by him the art of State And by another what thy selfe shouldst be Whilst that which he had onely but heard told Thou may'st practis'd in all his course behold 84 And this aduantage long mought thou retaine By which to make thee blest the heau'ns conspire And labour of his worth to make thy gaine To whose perfections thou maist once aspire When as thou shew'st thy selfe whil'st thou dost raigne A Sonne that 's worthie of so great a Sire And with his Scepters and the peoples harts Dost still inherite his Heroicke parts W. A. FINIS