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A84338 An elligie upon the death of the Right Honourable Robert Devereux late Earle of Essex, Lord Generall of the Parliaments forces, who deceased the thirteene day of Sept. 1646. 1646 (1646) Wing E475; Thomason 669.f.10[83]; ESTC R210636 917 1

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An Elligie upon the death of the Right Honourable Robert Devereux late Earle of Essex Lord Generall of the Parliaments Forces who deceased the thirteene day of Sept. 1646. OH Autnmne how hast thou began the fall Our happy Summer being newly spent Thou over turnes the Tree with Roote and all And shakes to us the Fruite of discontent Both Death and thee conspired in one thing To throw down that which flourisht many a spring The much Renowned Champion of our dayes And most lamented in our hemisphere For 's Death who in his life time gain'd such praise As till the World doth end may perciviere Though we have lost thy presence yet thy fame Shall ever be attending on thy Name Which at the first of all did undertake To breake the Ice and lay the storme of Warre Where he a passage did for others make Who by their Fortunes now victorioas are Alwayes a Doer of his Kingdomes good A Friend to Peace and slow in sheding Blood Vnto the State he prov'd a faithfull Friend Free from the blemish of unconstancy Holding his Resolution to the end Whilst others fell unto a posticy Yet noble ESSEX still did iustly deale Both with the King the State and Common-weale His Love extended both to great and small The greater then his losse to rich and poore The Souldiers sighing for their Generall Whose presents here they 're like to see no more Devereux adieu they shake their Heads and cry Yet we 're thy followers still for all must die As loving so religious he was found No Vice appear'd to harbour in his Brest But honour valour mixt with iudgement found Which sends his Soule unto eternall rest This is our comfort thou art happy there Yet must we needs lament thy absence here An Acrosticke on his Name Righ Honourable we thy Tennants here Over the Toumb of such a Noble Peere Brings teares enough whereby to raine a Shower E xcelling those which from the Clouds doe poure Rich in thy life time still our selues we thought Till Death thy fat all end our woes hath wrought Death wherefore hast thou stolne our Joyes away Earth why didst thou so gape was he thy Prey Are both of you Confederates in our griefe V nkind to mankind thus to take the chiefe Excepting Majesty none went before Renovned ESSEX nor hath beene one more Victorious yet did this Champion die Xternall Death to gaine Eternity Thus from an earthly seate unto a throwne Now his trancescendant Soule from us is flowne Here leaving of our English Parliament Vnto a higher Court in Heaven it went LONDON Printed by Iohn Hammond