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A01048 Fames memoriall, or The Earle of Deuonshire deceased with his honourable life, peacefull end, and solemne funerall. Ford, John, 1586-ca. 1640. 1606 (1606) STC 11158; ESTC S105633 18,086 57

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bredth of earth contented lyes betwixt the gods and men doubly deuided His soule with them his fame with vs abided In this his life and death was counteruaild He iustly liu'd belou'd he dy'd bewaild Aud so his happy memorie Shall last to all posterity Day weareth day howre consumes howr Years years and age doth age deuour The man who now beholds the sun Ere it decline his life is done So by this great Lord doth appeare Whose honoured bonesly buried here Whose bones though they interred lye His glorious name will neuer dye But liue in praise To after daies Here lies he dead who liuing liu'd in Fame Consumd in body fresh reuiu'd in name His worthy deeds exceeded tearme of date Alike his praise will neuer stoope to fate For who is he that can suppose That stones great Deuonshire could enclose Whose noble acts renowned were Whiles as he liued euery where England reioyced in his valours due VVhich Ireland felt and feeling did it rue but now by destiny heere sleeps he dead Whiles as his glory through the world is spred Vrging the greate in emulation Of his true honours commendation No one exceeds in all yet amongst many Yea amongst all he could do more then any Though more then mortall virtue grac'd his mind He was vnto a mortall end confin'd and forc'd to yeeld vnto deaths force who in his shaft hath no remorse Princes beggars great and small he spareth none he killeth all So did he rob high Deuonshire of his breath whose worth in spight of death will out liue death aduantage such his merit doth retaine He in his name will liue renewd againe And so though death his life depriue His life in death will new reuiue By cruell dint of death's respectlesse dart Greate Deuonshires soule did from his bodye parte And left his carkasse in this earthly slime whiles his fames essence to the skies did clime Roauing abroade to fill the latter dayes With woonder of his IVST deserued prayse So that eache AGE will in the time to come Admire his worthinesse and mourne his TOMBE Which they shall euer count a shrine Of some deceased saint diuine Lo here I reste who liuing was adored with all the honour Loue could haue implored what earthly pomp might beautify my name In pryde of glorie I enioyde the same A Champion euer readye to defende her A Senatoure preste alwayes to commend her Though with my harts delight my life is grac't Yet I in peace of death was crost at last And now entombed here I lie A mirror in eternity O what so ere thou be that passest by Looke on this hearse and weepe thy eye-lids dry The monument of worth the angells pleasure which hordeth glories ritch inualued treasure The reliques of a saint an earthly creature Clad in the perfect mould of angell feature who liues euen after life now being dead welcome to heauen in earth canonized The shoutes of fame Echoe his name In blessed peace and soule-vnited rest Here sleeps the carkasse of a peer most blest VVhose downfall all the plots of cursed fight Could not procure or terrifie his might but euermore he tam'd the pride of folly and castigated drifts of slaues vnholy Yet death at last with force of vigor grim VVhen he had conquered many conquered him and here amongst the quiet numbers Of happy soules he sweetly slumbers The boast of Brittaine and the life of state The pith of valour noblenesse innate Foes scourge friends hopes sustainer of the poore whom most men did imbrace all men adore Fautor of learning quintessence of arts Honours true liuelihood monarch of harts The sacred of spring of a virtuous womb Lyes here enshrined in this hallowed Tombe From out whose Phoenix dust ariseth Renowne which earths whole globe inticeth Loe heer nine tombes on euery tombe engrau'd Nine Epitaphs shewing that worthyes nine For each peculiar on a Toomb hath crau'd That their deserts who while the liu'd did shine Might now be monumented in their shrine Yet all those nine no glory hence haue gain'd For Deuonshire in himselfe all nine contain'd The nine poore figures of a following substance Did but present an after ages mirrour Who should more fame then they deseru'd aduance And manifest the truth of that times error Including Deuonshiere earth's admired terrour For all the Poets who haue sung of them Haue but in mistery adored him O now droppe eye-balls into sinck of mudd Be harsh the tunes of my vnfeathered muse Sorrow suck vpp my griefes consume the blud Of my youths mirth let meager death infuse The soule of sadnesse to vntimely newes Dead is the hight of glory dead is all The pride of earth which was angelicall Ah that the goddesse whome in heart I serue Though neuer mine bright Lycia the cruell The cruell-subtile would the name deserue Of lesser wise and not abuse the Iewell Of witt which adds vnto my flame more fuell Hir thoughts to elder merits are confin'd Not to the solace of my yonger mind Bee 't so yet on the theame of this I le spend The residue of plaintes and euer mourne The losse of this greate lord till trauayles send More comfort to my wretched hart forlorne Who since at home disgrac'd abroade is borne To sigh the remnant of my wearied breath In lamentation of his haplesse death Sheath vp the sword of war for Mars is dead Scale vp the smoothed lippes of Eloquence For flowing Mercury is buried Droope wisedome Numas graue intelli gence Is vanisht Affrican's stout eminence In Deuonshire lyes obscur'd for he alone Exceeded all they all dide in him one Charles the greate is dead who farre excelled Charles whome former times did call the great Charles who whilome whils on earth he dweled Adorn'd the exaltation of his seat By the alarum of deaths grim retreate Is mustered to the camp from whence he came Cherub's and Seraphims of datelesse fame O that a man should euer be created To eternize his glory heere on earth Yet haue his pompe of glory soone abated Euen at the present issue of his birth And loose the Trophey of that instant mirth Heere is the guerdon'd meede of victory No sooner to atchieue assoone to dy Is death the rewarde of a glorious deede Is death the fee of valour is desert Repayd with death shall honours gayne Proceed By losse of life ô then a cowards heart Of earthly comfort hath the better part Then better liue in peace and liue then trye The brunt of conquest and reguardlesse dye Dye thoughtes of such disgrace dye thirst of state Dye thoughts of empty ayr'd ambition Dye thoughtes of soring maiestyes elare Dye inclination to conscript condition Dye pride of Empyre sou'raignetyes commission All that in soule of life may bee estem'd Oh dye fatte cannot be with bribes redeem'd Dye portly hunger of eternity Dye hott desires of vnbounded pleasure Dye greediness of false prosperity Dye giddie solace of ill suted leisure Dye hopes of hoorded canker-eaten treasure Ambition Empire glory hopes and ioy For euer dye for death will all destroye For death will all destroy as he hath donn In seising to his strong remorslesse gripe All triumphs Noble Deuonshiere euer wonn Plucking the blossomes of his youth vnripe And make them yeeld vnto his thanklesse gripe But ahwhy should we task his dart uneuen Who took from earth what was more fit for heauē He was more fitte for heauen then to suruiue Amongst the chaffe of this vn season'd age Where new fantastick ioyes doe seek to thriue By following sensuall toyes of follyes rage Making the glosse of vice true vertues badge He saw that shame which misery begun it Seing he did it scorne and scorning shun it Hence sprung the venom of impoysoned hate Poore malediction's sting who did despise Bright honor's stamp which in his bosome sate For that he could not brooke to temporise With humours masked in those times disguise But let dogs barke his soules aboue theyr anger They cannot wound his worth with enuies slander He sleepes secured and in blessed slumber's of peacefull rest he carelesse rests in peace Singing lowd antheames with the sacred numbers Of happy saints whose notes do neuer cease But euermore renewing fresh increase Whiles he doth sing and angels pleasure take We mourne his death and sorry for his sake Not for his sake but for our haplesse owne Who had so rich a prise and did not know it Iewell 's being had for Iewel 's are not know'n For men in happy fortune doe foreslow it The value when 't is lost doth chiefly shew it So wretched is our blindnesse and so hate full As for the guifts we haue we are vngratefull Euen as a poring scholler who hath read Some Cosmographick Booke and finds the prayse Of some delitious land deciphered Cast's sundry plots how by what meanes and wayes He may per take those pleasures months and dayes Being spent he goes and rauisht with the mayne Of such delight he nere returnes agayne So Deuonshiere by the Bookes of inspiration Contemplating the ioyes of heauens content In serious thoughts of meditation Which he in perfect zeal had long time spent Thirsting to be immortall hence he went He thither comes and glorying it in that speare Vnmindfull of this home he triumphes there Long may he triumph ouer topping cloudes Of our all-desperate mouldes vexation Pittying the sorrow which our danger crowds With ioylesse taste of true ioyes desolation Whiles he enioyes his soules high delectation Long may he liue whom death now cannot moue His fame below his spirit wings aboue Aboue the reach of humane witts conceite Aboue the censure of depraued spight Aboue earths paradizes counterfeyt Aboue imagination of delight Aboue all thoughts to think or pens to write Ther doth he datelesse dayes of comfort spend Renowned in his life blest in his end Anagramma ex Camdeno CAROLVS BLVNTVS Bonus vt sol clarus IN life vpright and therefore rightly good Whose glory shind on earth and thence a Sunn By his renowne as cleere hee 's vnderstood Whose light did set when as his life was done Bright as the sun good euer to aduance The soule of merit spurning ignorance Good in the virtue of his powerfull arme Which broughte more peace to peace chac't feares of harm And whiles he liu'd a wonder maz'd the light Two suns appeared at once at once as bright For when he dyde and left his fame behind One Sunn remaynd the truest Sun declin'd Dignum laude virum Musa vetat mori
didst quake That verie name did prostitute the heart of mischief-breeding counsailes in the dust In hearing of that name they felt the smart of vanquisht dread as augur to distrust Which was by feare inthral'd by doubt discust Mountioy a name importing threats of thunder Frustrating hopes of life and life asunder Mountioy a name of grim seuerity Mountioy a name of meeknes peace and loue Mountioy a name to rayne temerity Mountioy a name which vertue did approue Mountioy a name which ioy did euer mooue Mountioy a charter of inuicted fame Yet Mountioy was far greater then his name His name which stretcht beyond the boundlesse limits Of all the oceans empire and made knowne His hauty chiualry in forraine climates VVhich by the trumpe of glore was lowdly blowne In courtes of greatest princes of renowne Each palace with an eccho speaking shrill Rosounded his fayre deeds of honour still The wily Irish whose inueterate hate Vnto the lawes of Iustice nere would bow Whose sleightes no powr of power could abate Or euer vndermine before till now VVith gentle menace of a pliant brow This man more then a man this god in arms Vnited ceasing plots of further harmes Now they began to see and seeing feele The sweet of concord bitternesse of warre The sharpe reproofe of double-edged steele The peace of peace how wretched brawlers are How blessed the secure content doth farre Exceed contention better shun wars toile Then euer liue in faction by the spoile The sonne against the Father long oppos'd The Vnkle with the nephew at debate The friend with troupes of foe-like friends inclos'd Brother with brother set in mortall hate Kin which with Kin did kindred violate Duty alliance frindship blood and loue All striuing he to concord all did moue Peeres in defiance of each others greatnesse Nobles complotting nobles speedy fall He reconcil'd made thē tast the sweetnes Of happy league freed them from the gall Of steepe destructions ruine ruines thrall Tygers and lions bores and raging Bulles Hath he atton'd with Leopards Wolues A land of penury scarcity and want He hath inritcht with plenty ease and store A land where humain reason was most scant He hath endow'd with wisdomes sacred lore Accosting it more fertile then before A land of Barbarous inhumanitye He hath reduc't to blessed piety Now had he ripened all his hopes at full Imparadiz'd his soule in deare content And wrought the nature of a people dull To what his glory aym'd at when he meante To set a period to his banishment And greete his natiue soyle with much desire To get a guerdon'd fauour for his hyre Now did he feed his laboures with delight Of viewing his diuiner soueraigne presenting conquests of well mastred spight vnto her gracious loue and thence obtaine Hir willing acceptation as a gaine Of reward after toyle and glad hir yeares In strengthning hir dominions chasing feares But ô ere he could apprehend that ioye She flew from earth to bewtifye the heauen Eliza dy'de death's iauelin did destroy The euer boast of England fate had weauen The twist of life and hir of life bereauen She dy'de and left the worlde in tears of terror To weepe hir losse and woonder at her mirror Neuer it was her hap to see that land which long had boyld in stern rebellious treason To be subdu'de vnto her mild commaund And vaunt the Trophey of that peacefull season Malice did euer blind their sences reason She dy'de ere rumour could that ease relate The newes was happy but for hir to late To late for her and for our Lord to late Hir death for him too soon but shorte anon Distrust was turnd to trust for in greate state England's Maecenas in succession was soone made know'n by praclamation And vndertooke the Burthen of the crowne Aduauncing merit low disgrace threw downe As Caesar led his captiue slaues to Rome To grace his triumph magnify his fame So now did Mountioy with Tyrone come home Victorious welcome adding to his name By fauour of our King who gaue the same A Style of honour to his blood innated Deuonshieres ennobled Earle was created In Robes of peace accoutrements of rest He was aduanc't a Counsayllour and ioy'd The soft fruition of a grauer breast Not with the Brunt of warrefare more annoyde Nor with the dint of hazard ouercloyde But sate with iudgment to discerne of lawes Which he had guarded with his swordes applause In him was England two fould fortunate He was her champion and her Senator Both to defend her good and moderate To fight both for her safety and confer Both to encourage subiects and deter Reuollter's from offending both in one And one in both himselfe he was alone Thus louing all he liu'd belou'd of all saue some whome emulation did enrage To spit the venom of their rancour's gall Which dropt vpon themselues made the stage A publique Theater for follyes badge Their shame will still outliue theyr memory Onely remembered in infamy Such poorer in desert then ritch in woorth Are but as shadowes which appear but are not Such but disgorge lanck indiscretion forth Of needlesse repetitions which declare not Trew grounds when for the trueth it self they care not Yet hold themselues abusd and highly scorne To brooke the chance to which themselues at born Go weake betraiers of your witlesse madnesse Your malice will reuert vpon your breasts Not lookes of grauer nicenesse nicer sadnesse Can shadow imputations of vnrests His greater spirit at your fondnesse iests You vex your selues not him and make men gaze At your own wrōgs which your own tōgues do blaze Sinck blind detraction into lowest earth Lest ballad-rimers tyre their galled wits Scornes to their patrones making iuycelesse mirth To grosse attentors by their hired writs Dispraise with such poore hackneys better fits Well may such enuy those heroyicke deeds There apprehensions leane conceit exceeds Fame-royallized Deuonshire setled now In well-deserued place of eminence The expectance of his wisedom doth allow By cancelling affayres of consequence And by endeuours of sage diligence Approues his greatnesse largesse to applie The fruits of dear-experienc't pollicy Not puft with weening self-affected pride Common to vpstart honours counterfeite But fauouring the worthy he suppli'd Deserts necessities and made the height Of his aduancement on their needs to waite True noblenes with breth sucks noble spirits When bastard broods conceite but bastard merits Men rais'd to flote of fortune from the mud Of low deiection and at length grown great Forget that they are men and scorn the blood Of meane allyance boasting in the seat Of empire which ambition doth beget Such not esteeme desert but sensuall vaunts Of parasites and fawning sycophaunts Be tyrants kings to such seruility And peasants seruile to such currs of shame Deuonshire the issue of nobility Auoyded rumor of such foule defame True virtue grac'd his mind applause his name Applause his name which whiles the heauens diuine Containe their lights vpon the earth will