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B05939 The speech of Her Majesty the Queen Mother's palace, upon the reparation and enlargement of it, by Her Majesty. 1665 (1665) Wing S4863; Interim Tract Supplement Guide 806.k.16[60]; ESTC R8662 1,795 4

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THE SPEECH Of Her Majesty the Queen Mother's Henrietta Maria PALACE Upon the Reparation and Enlargement of it by Her MAJESTY WHen God the Cause to Me and Men unknown Forsook the Royal Houses and his Own And both abandon'd to the Common Foe How near to ruine did my Glories go Nothing remain'd t' adorn this Princely place Which Covetous hands could Take or Rude Deface In all my rooms and galleries I found The richest Figures torn and all around Dismembred Statues of great Heroes lay Such Naseby's Field seem'd on the fatal Day And Me when nought for Robbery was left They starv'd to death the gasping walls were cleft The Pillars sunk the Roofs above me wept No sign of Spring or Joy my Garden kept Nothing was seen which could content the Eye Till Dead the impious Tyrant Here did lye See how my face is chang'd and what I am Since my true Mistress and now Foundress came It does not fill her Bounty to restore Me as I was nor was I small before She imitates the Kindness to Her shown She does like Heaven which the dejected Throne At once restores fixes and higher rears Strengthen Enlarge Exalt what she Repairs And now I dare though proud I must not be Whil'st my great Mistress I so Humble see In all her various Glories now I dare Ev'n with the proudest Palaces compare My Beauty and Convenience will I 'm sure So just a boast with Modesty endure And all must to me yield when I shall tell How I am plac'd and Who does in me dwell Before my gate a Street's broad Channel goes Which still with Waves of crowding people flows And every day there passes by my side Up to its Western Reach the London Tide The Spring-Tides of the Term my Front looks down On all the Pride and Business of the Town My other Front for as in Kings we see The liveliest Image of the Deitie We in their Houses should Heav'ns likeness find Where nothing can be said to be Behind My other fair and more Majestick Face Who can the Fair to more advantage place For ever gazes on it self below In the best Mirrour that the world can show And here Behold in a long bending row How two joynt Cities make one glorious Bow The Midst the noblest place possess'd by Me Best to be Seen by all and all O'resee Which way soe'r I turn my joyful Eye Here the Great Court there the rich Town I spy On either side dwells Safety and Delight Wealth on the Left and Power upon the Right T' assure yet my defence on either hand Like mighty Forts in equal distance stand Two of the best and stateliest piles which e're Man's liberal Piety of old did rear Where the two Princes of th' Apostles Band My Neighbours and my Guards watch and command My warlike Guard of Ships which farther lye Might be my Object too were not the Eye Stopt by the Houses of that wondrous Street Which rides o're the broad River like a Fleet. The Stream's eternal Siege they fixt abide And the swoln Stream's Auxiliary Tide Though both their ruine with joynt power conspire Both to out-brave they nothing dread but Fire And here my Thames though it more gentle be Than any Flood so strength'ned by the Sea Finding by Art his Natural forces broke And bearing Captive-like the Arched Yoke Do's roar and foam and rage at the disgrace But recomposes strait and calms his Face Is into reverence and submission strook As soon as from afar he does but look Tow'rds the White Palace where that King does reign VVho lays his Laws and Bridges o're the Main Amidst these lowder Honours of my Seat And two vast Cities troublesomly Great In a large various plain the Country too Opens her gentler blessings to my View In me the Active and the Quiet Mind By different ways equal content may find If any prouder Vertuoso's sence At that part of my Prospect take offence By which the meaner Cabanes are descri'd Of my Imperial River's humbler side If they call that a Blemish let them know God and my God-like Mistress think not so For the distrest and the afflicted lye Most in their Care and always in their Eye And thou fair River who still pay'st to Me Just Homage in thy passage to the Sea Take here this one Instruction as thou goest When thy mixt Waves shall visit every Coast When round the world their Voyage they shall make And back to Thee some secret Channels take Ask them what nobler sight they e're did meet Except thy mighty Master's Sovereign Fleet VVhich now triumphant o're the Main does ride The Terrour of all Lands the Ocean's Pride From hence his Kingdom 's Happy now at last Happy if VVise by their Misfortunes past From hence may Omens take of that success VVhich both their future VVars and Peace shall bless The Peaceful Mother on mild Thames does build VVith her Son's Fabricks the rough Sea is fill'd IMPRIMATUR Roger L'Estrange Nov. 2. 1664. London Printed for Henry Herringman at the Anchor in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange 1665.