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Wigornia, (Worcester.) A poem. By Herbert Walwyn
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Walwyn, Herbert.
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in despite of and to Command and Terrifie the Clergy oft times burnt down and Ages ago utterly ruin'd Castle stood That with stern disregard did there intrude But as the Giants felt the dreadful Odds When their Height thought to overtop the Gods This greater Son of Earth with the same Hope Making the Church his Foe and not his Prop Lower'd to destruction his presuming Top. w The City Here every Virtue has her several Seat Each to her Quality becoming great Religion Temples Justice has her Hall And x 1 Cor. 13.13 Charity the biggest of them all The Streets are wide and open as their Hearts Breathing out Kindness to the Neighb'ring Parts In all the Forms of Industry and Arts. Oh would but Fate proportion to their Loom The Threds of Life then Death would never come And Worster would adjourn the Day of Doom The plyant Wool drawn by ten thousand Hands To length scarce finite would out-reach the Spans Of Life tho' tyed in one throughout all Times and Lands But since the Sisters will use their own make Purposely brittle and so apt to break So cautious and wary is the Town They piece it up and Weave it with their y Alluding to their great Cloathing Trade own That Fate to come at one must break thro' both And e're it takes their Lives must Spoyl their Cloath This Natural as their Skins the English wear And all true Sterling Cloath is minted here What Wonders should be spoke that do reside Within the circuit of thy Province wide Nature with varied hand does draw Delight To all Perception Smell and Tast and Sight Sinks into Rivers rises up in Height And then agen lays down her self in Plains Painted with Flowers and Squar'd with different Grains Hemm'd in with Hedges Pleasure mixt with Use And the well tasted Orchard's Cheering Juice Potable Fruit it bears Wine in the Ore The Trees themselves for Drink have scarce the Power To stand 'till like a Fountain from the Boughs The ruptur'd Fruit their Chrystal Liquor throws These having once their proper Season bled Agen the reeling Tree erects his Nodding Head Here Fleecy People grazeing common Herbs Yonder Pied Goats on Cliffs a browzing Shrubs There goes the Bull the Regent of the Mead Thwart his Dominion with Dictating Head The' Obsequious Herd to make him way divide Then joyn in the Procession of his Pride The Apostolick z Fishing Art here 's perfected And their days toyl would here have better sped The Severn Avon Salwerp Teame and Stour And silent Lorn with all their Watry Store Would not have broke their Netts but fill'd them more Catchers of Fish or Men they had had Sport And might to Burroughs or to Streams resort Or both at once or Either found in Both Fish took in Towns or Men from Rivers forth These swim like Fish the Navigated Stream And in the Market those do Trade like them Bewdley for Beauty Kidderminster Trade Bromsgrove a place of endless a Seat of the Duke of Shrewsbury Honour made Tenbury and much esteemed Ham A Castle once but now a better b Seat of the Jefferys Name Vpton then Evisham the Countys c The Vale of Esom serves the whole Town and Shire with Corn being Coveted both for Seed and present Use Loaf Which every Hand is daily cutting of But cann't diminish Wonder joyns to which As next in Usefulness all seasoning d Droitwich Wich Here springs of Liquid Salt to Dust they Boyl There the Neat Dames are sifting Flow'r the while At Wick the Damsels ply the froathing Cream With quick repeated strokes then bring to them Their well made Pounds then mingled in a Trough Soon comes to Life the kind fermenting Dough That Travels on Lifes errand too and fro e Powick on a rising Ground overlooking Worcester and Wickfield Fight Powick made famous by a King's defeat That Purchas'd there a just Surname of Great But after such a Way that Powick f Cover'd with Cherry Orchards blushes Yet Hence Charles was sent to g The Royal Oak Roost the Scots to Death For Gabbleing wrong our English Shibboleth On the fought Field a h A Wind-Mill Monument there stands They say of Him with ever-flying Fanes Yet tho' it always runs it always stands Newland if thou art by my Song forgot Let my Voice cease and Death disperse my Thought Thy Solemn Prospect and thy Widow'd House Can I forget could Judah's People choose But think on Jebus by Vphrates Tide They could not of Lov'd Jebus still they sigh'd Grief does conduct me hence to Aldwin's i The Abby of great Malvern built by one Aldwin a Hermit Cell Under the Amazing Structure of a k Malvern-hill Hill Which Nature did with through paced Labor rear And for Materials level'd half the Shire As if she meant it for the World's Frontier For so It seems and so the Hermit thought When weary to the Foot of it he got Farewel Mankind and Farewel World he said Then up the Hill to Heaven he lift his Head With thanks that by Its guidance he had now Pass'd the dull Journey of a Mortal through Which heard for grateful Prayers run up a pace And the Hill-top is very near the Place With Pity all the hearty Words he spake And took him e're he found out his Mistake Here Aldwin and thy almost Name-sake rest Sometime I 'll tell ye that your Choyce was best And now of Worster Muse break off thy Song Its Argument's too heavy for my Tongue To weild in Words and legible its Fame In Characters too bigg for thee to Name Of Sommers what canst say and Stillingfleet Where is thy Parallel thy Epithet Infer'st thou ought from l L d Somers Baron of Evisham Lord High Chancellor and one of the Lords Justices of England Esom's Coronet A fruitful Chaplet 't is compos'd of Wheat The Staff of Life is He the same of State He is thou say'st th' Inscription shall be that This was the Bishop's m The Bishops tryed in the late Reign for whom his Lordship was Council Blessing on his Head The Holy Oyl could not in vain be shed Saul did Storm high but God restrain'd his Power Th' outragious Billows did himself devour But the same Waves brought David to the Shore Between the Principles of Corporal things Is Enmity whence Agitation Springs For Nature with her self contending force Gives all her compound Births their destin'd course Hence Planetary Bodies know their Stage Brutes take up Instincts Men run on to Age Where Cold and Earth prevailing ends their Rage n Of the Place in general Thine sure 's the Nice Punctillio where they Fight In their Originals Fate took delight To temper thee and held his Scales aright So pure thy Soyl so moderate thy Clime Thy Nature seems but in her Youth and Prime Nor moans as elsewhere of th' Abuse of Time Nor in the Circle of his Antient Arms Withers but leads him on by force of Charms Round all his Seasons Hence thy Men so Free So Upright and so turn on Curtesie Thou 'rt influenc'd by Heaven and They by Thee FINIS
WIGORNIA Worcester A POEM By HERBERT WALWYN LONDON Printed and Sold by E. Whitlock near Stationers-Hall 1697. WIGORNIA A POEM NIgh where a A Royal Lady of that Name thrown into the River and from whom it had its denomination Sabrina sweeps her Silver Traiâ— And wears her liquid Path along a b A large Meadow call'd Pitchcraft Plain Stands WIGORN hast'ning unto whose Embrace She forwards with a Willing Lover's pace Swelling her Breasts her spacious Bosom fair Full fraught with Love she spends enjoying there The Noble c A Hill whence vast quantities of Coals are brought down the Severn to Worcester and supplies all the County at cheapest Rates Clee her breast with Passion fires Which here breaks out and in bright Flames expires But her exhaustless Vigor still returns For ever kindles and for ever burns For here the Goddess leaves her Houshold Streams To come ashore and puts on all her beams Then with Maternal look surveys the Shire And where she sees it wanting Blazes there Meadows with Grass she cloaths with Wool the Fold And with both Cloath and Fire expels the Cold Cloath which the Ambitious Sultan begs to wear And his best part of Majesty has here And Fire which had Prometheus but knew He had forbore his Theft and ' scap'd the Vengeance too Rocks have oblig'd the d Exod. 17.6 Good with Streams before But here a Stream with Rocks obliges more 'T is the same Hand is working for them Yet He from e A Hill in Montgomery-shire where the River Severn has its rise Plinlimon Mount the River fet Then tam'd its unback'd force with loads of Jet Peter that on a Floor of Water trod f Matth. 14.29 30. And kneeling on the Mercy thank'd his God Might here with Steps more sure but Thanks as due Trust his own Feet and Praise his Saviour too Dolphins who as the Ship-wreck'd Sea-men say On their kind Backs them to safe Land convey Are here by better Natur'd g Salmons Fish outdone That Danger to prevent ashore do run That harmless Other whose mischievous make Excites Revenge by being like a Snake Strips off his slime and comes a willing Prey With him his elder Brother Lampery These and innumerable other Fish Sing in their Pans for Joy they have their Wish Thrice happy Worster thy Felicity Is perfected by added Constancy Yoaked by thy Bridge flung o're her spreading Tyde Thou hast her ever fasten'd by thy side But Thou as conscious of thy h Built by the Romans Ancient Birth And recollecting Yet thy Native Worth Think'st still of Caesar not as dead but come With his Transported Empire here from Rome William is Caesar with a Christian Name So thou besides a Christian art the same Therefore receivest Tribute in his right Won by his Sword in the fam'd i Which they fortify'd and made their Frontier against the Welch British Fight But thou hast doft the sullen looks of War And left the Mercian k Heretofore a distinct Kingdom by that Name with Princes of its own Realm to Caesar's Care Thy Armor's needless now thy Master 's here Thy Master that does the Old l Veni Vidi Vici Motto wear Churches are all the Forts thou usest now And those well lin'd with mounted Cannon too Terrors of Vice if mannag'd but aright And not turn'd back upon thee in the Fight This is the talk'd of Heavenly Temper'd Shield Which thy divine Achilles knows to weild Sexuulphus m First Bishop of Worster and Founder of the Cathedral Piety does here appear Like his Mind great his Judgment regular No Novice Colleges my thinks should be Like n 1 Timothy 3 6. Bishops from that Imputation free Th' Apostle's Rule at least is follow'd here Altho' neglected by himself o Alluding to St. Pauls in London new Building elsewhere What time and Time do's much to Words and Works To English Preachers and to English Kirks Did raze and alter fresher times took care And Piety renew'd did new repair Not but the Holy Man was sometimes blam'd That it was not to please all Humours fram'd Like Nezer's Statue Gold and Brass and Clay But then alas 't had Headless been some day The trait'rous Head would 'a look'd the wrong way Remember'd Years have seen an Hostile Rout Pull of her Roof and tear her p In the last Civil War its Leads and Organs were took away Bowels out As if 't were not enough the World should see And senseless of God's Omnipresency Let in Wide Heav'n th' Impiety to View Defieing both th' One and th' Other too The Churchs Leads they into Bullets form'd And vainly thought they then had God disarm'd In Magazines of Life they chose out Death So some Men suck the Plague in with their Breath Heaven saw the Challenge and the Church to skreen The whilst his Vengeance heated stood between Ruin and it then Pour'd his Vials forth And Force repaid with Force and q Alluding to the violent Deaths of the Chief Fomenters of that War on both sides Wrath with Wrath Instructed Ire the Seeds of Discord swep From every Party to one common heap Then burnt it up the Ashes cur'd the Wound By divine Art apply'd the Church made sound Here Arthur wisest r King Henry the 7th Henry's wiser Son Did from a Crown to Sanctuary run And tired with State-noise here laid him down And was in Life and Death the next a Å¿ King John there also Buryed Crown The Palace next the Bishops long abode Stands with an humble Boldness near its God A Place 't was sure by Providence design'd For the just Medium of a Prelate's Mind t Between the Colledge and the Severn Between the two extreams of Cold and Heat The Atheists chillness and the Zealots sweat One side the Palace looks into the flood The other is by the Cathedral view'd That side the Severn stands as 't were at Bay Viewing the Place unmindfull of its way Holding her Mirrour for who dares to look And read the impartial Story of her Book I did and to my thinking plain was seen Th' impression where the Palace had been in The Stream was deep and the House safe on Ground I Chid my Sight and said it would 'a drown'd Had it been there at which Sabrina smil'd And after Invocation answer'd mild What thou seest Son ingrav'd upon my Breast Is Figure and as such is there express'd I answer'd not the Oracle but bow'd And the fair Shape sunk down beneath her flood Yet as she went my thought she would have said Put up thy Pious Anger spare the Dead This Prohibition seal'd up all but thought And a deep Sigh or two I strait-way fetcht And then I thank'd my God and thank'd the King That took the one and did the other bring More to the Left in the same Neighbourhood Stands the round Mount whereon the u Built by a Sheriff or Governour of the City