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A18410	An epicede or funerall song on the most disastrous death, of the high-borne prince of men, Henry Prince of Wales, &c. With the funeralls, and representation of the herse of the same high and mighty prince ... VVhich noble prince deceased at St. Iames, the sixt day of Nouember, 1612. and was most princely interred the seuenth day of December following, within the Abbey of Westminster, in the eighteenth yeere of his age.	Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.; Hole, William, d. 1624, engraver.	1613 (1613)	STC 4974; ESTC S107694	17,429	56

AN EPICEDE OR Funerall Song On the most disastrous Death of the High-borne Prince of Men HENRY Prince of WALES c. With The Funeralls and Representation of the Herse of the same High and mighty Prince Prince of Wales Duke of Cornewaile and Rothsay Count Palatine of Chester Earle of Carick and late Knight of the most Noble Order of the GARTER Which Noble Prince deceased at St. Iames the sixt day of Nouember 1612. and was most Princely interred the seuenth day of December following within the Abbey of Westminster in the Eighteenth yeere of his Age. LONDON Printed by T. S. for Iohn Budge and are to bee sould at his shop at the great south dore of Paules and at Brittanes Bursse 1612. TO MY AFFECTIONATE AND TRVE Friend Mr. Henry Iones My truest Friend THE most vnualuable and dismaifull hope of my most deare and Heroicall Patrone Prince HENRY hath so stricken all my spirits to the earth that I will neuer more dare to looke vp to any greatnesse but resoluing the little rest of my poore life to obscuritie and the shadow of his death prepare euer hereafter for the light of heauen So absolute constant and noble your loue hath beene to mee that if I should not as effectually by all my best expressions acknowledge it I could neither satisfie mine owne affection nor deserue yours Accept therefore as freely as I acknowledge this vnprofitable signe of my loue till God blessing my future labours I may adde a full end to whatsoeuer is begunne in your assurance of my requitall A little blest makes a great feast my best friend and therefore despaire not but that out of that little our loues alwayes made euen may make you say you haue rather beene happy in your kindnesse then in the least degree hurt There may fauours passe betwixt poore friends which euen the richest and greatest may enuy And GOD that yet neuer let me liue I know will neuer let me die an empaire to any friend If any good more then requitall succeede it is all yours as freely as euer yours was mine in which noble freedome and alacritie of doing you haue thrice done all I acknowledge And thus knowing I giue you little contentment in this so farre vnexpected publication of my gratitude I rest satisfied with the ingenuous discharge of mine owne office Your extraordinary and noble loue and sorrow borne to our most sweet PRINCE entitles you worthily to this Dedication which with my generall Loue vnfainedly protested to your whole Name and Family I conclude you as desertfull of at my hands as our Noblest Earle and so euer remaine Your most true poore Friend GEO CHAPMAN The Herse and Representacion of our late Highe and Mighty HENRY Prince of Wales c AN EPICED OR Funerall Song On the most disastrous Death of the High-borne Prince of Men HENRY Prince of WALES c. IF euer aduerse Influence enui'd The glory of our Lands or tooke a pride To trample on our height or in the Eye Strooke all the pomp of Principalitie Now it hath done so Oh if euer Heauen Made with the earth his angry reckening euen Now it hath done so Euer euer be Admir'd and fear'd that Triple Maiestie VVhose finger could so easily sticke a Fate Twixt least Felicity and greatest state Such as should melt our shore into a Sea And dry our Ocean with Calamitie Heauen open'd and but show'd him to our eies Then shut againe and show'd our Miseries O God to what end are thy Graces giuen Onely to show the world Men fit for Heauen Then rauish them as if too good for Earth VVe know the most exempt in wealth power Birth Or any other blessing should employ As to their chiefe end all things they enioy To make them fit for Heauen and not pursue VVith hearty appetite the damned crue Of meerely sensuall and earthye pleasures But whē one hath done so shal strait the tresures Digg'd to in those deeps be consum'd by death Shall not the rest that error swalloweth Be by the Patterne of that Master-peece Help't to instruct their erring faculties VVhen without cleare example euen the best That cannot put by knowledge to the Test what they are taught serue like the worst in field Is power to force who will not freely yield Being great assistant to diuine example As vaine a Pillar to thy Manly Temple when without perfect knowledge which scarce one Of many kingdoms reach no other stone Man hath to build one corner of thy Phane Saue one of these But when the desperate wane Of power and of example to all good So spent is that one cannot turne the flood Of goodnes gainst her ebbe but both must plie And be at full to or her streame will drie VVhere shall they meete againe now he is gone Where both went foot by foot both were one One that in hope tooke vp to toplesse height All his great Ancestors his one saile freight VVith all all Princes treasures he like one Of no importance no way built vpon Vanisht vvithout the end for vvhich he had Such matchlesse vertues was God-l●ke made Haue thy best vvorkes no better cause t' expresse Themselues like men and thy true Images To toile in vertues study to sustaine vvith comfort for her want shame paine No nobler end in this life then a death Timeles and wretched wrought with lesse then breath And nothing solide worthy of our soules Nothing that Reason more then Sense extols Nothing that may in perfect iudgement be A fit foote for our Crowne eternitie All which thou seem'st to tell vs in this one Killing discomfort apt to make our mone Conclude gainst all things serious and good our selues not thy forms but Chymaeras brood Now Princes dare ye boast your vig'rous states That Fortunes breath thus builds and ruinates Exalt your spirits trust in flowry youth Giue reynes to pleasure all your humors sooth Licence in rapine Powers exempt from lawes Contempt of all things but your own applause And think your swindge to any tyranny giuen VVill stretch as broad last as long as heauen whē he that curb'd with vertues hand his powre his youth with continence his sweet with sowre Boldnes with pious feare his pallats height Applied to health and not to appetite Felt timeles sicknes charge state power to flie And glutted Death with all his crueltie Partiall deuourer euer of the best VVith headlong rapture sparing long the rest Could not the precious teares his Father shed That are with Kingdomes to be ransomed His Bleeding prayer vpon his knees t'implore That if for any sinne of his Heauen tore From his most Royall body that chiefe Limme It might be ransom'd for the rest of Him Could not the sacred eies thou didst prophane In his great Mothers teares The spightful bane Thou pour'dst vpon the cheeks of al the Graces In his more gracious Sisters The defaces with all the Furies ouer-flowing Galles Cursedly fronting

Good he ioyn'd with Equitie and Truth VVisedome in yeeres crown'd his ripe head in youth His heart wore all the folds of Policie Yet went as naked as Simplicitie Knew good and ill but onely good did loue In him the Serpent did embrace the Doue Hee was not curious to sound all the streame Of others acts yet kept his owne from them He whose most darke deeds dare not stand the light Begot was of imposture and the night VVho surer then a Man doth ends secure Eyther a God is or a Diuell sure The President of men whom as men can All men should imitate was God and Man In these cleere deepes our Prince fish't troubl'd streams of bloud vantage challenge diadems In summe knot-like hee was together put That no man could dissolue and so was cut But we shal see our foule-mouth'd factions spite Markt witch-like with one blacke eie th' other white Ope oppose against this spotlesse sun Such heauen strike blinder thē th' eclipsed moon Twixt whom and noblesse or humanities truth As much dull earth lies and as little ruth Should all things sacred perish as there lyes Twixt Phaebe and the Light-fount of the skies In her most darke delinquence vermine right That prey in darknesse and abhorre the light Liue by the spoile of vertue are not well But when they heare newes frō their father hell Of some blacke mischiefe neuer do good deed But where it does much harme or hath no need What shall become of vertues far-short traine when thou their head art reacht high Prince of men O that thy life could haue disperst deaths stormes To giue faire act to those Heroique formes with which al good rules had enricht thy mind Preparing for affayres of euery kinde Peace being but a pause to breathe fierce warre No warrant dormant to neglect his Starre The licence sense hath is t' informe the soule Not to suppresse her and our lusts extoll This life in all things to enioy the next Of which lawes thy youth both contain'd the text And the contents ah that thy grey-ripe yeeres Had made of all Caesarean Commentares More then can now be thoght in fact t'enroule And make blacke Faction blush away her soule That as a Temple built when Pietie Did to diuine ends offer specially What men enioy'd that wondrous state exprest Strange Art strange cost yet who had interest In all the frame of it and saw those dayes Admir'd but little and as little praise Gaue to the goodly Fabricke but when men That liue whole Ages after view it then They gaze and wonder and the longer time It stands the more it glorifies his prime Growes fresh in honor and the age doth shame That in such Monuments neglect such fame So had thy sacred Frame beene rais'd to height Forme fulnesse ornament the more the light Had giuen it view the more had Men admir'd And tho men now are scarce to warmnesse fir'd VVith loue of thee but rather colde and dead To all sense of the grace they forfeited In thy neglect and losse yet after-ages VVould be inflam'd and put on holy rages with thy inspiring vertues cursing those VVhose breaths dare blast thus in the bud the Rose But thou woe's me art blown vp before blowne And as the ruines of some famous Towne Show here a Temple stood a Pallace here A Cytadell an Amphitheater Of which ahlas some broken Arches still Pillars or Columns rac't which Art did fill VVith all her riches and Diuinitie Retaine their great and vvorthy memory So of our Princes state I nought rehearse But show his ruines bleeding in my verse What poison'd Ast'risme may his death accuse Tell thy astonisht Prophet deathles Muse And make my starres therein the more aduerse The more aduance vvith sacred rage my Verse And so adorne my dearest Fautors Herse That all the wits prophane of these bold times May feare to spend the spawne of their rancke rymes On any touch of him that shold be sung To eares diuine and aske an Angels tongue VVith this it thundred and a lightning show'd VVhere she sate writing in a sable cloud A Penne so hard and sharpe exprest her plight It bit through Flint and did in Diamant write Her vvords she sung and laid out such a brest As melted Heauen and vext the very blest In which she cal'd all worlds to her complaints And how our losse grew thus vvith teares shee paints Hear earth heauen you that haue no eares Hell and the hearts of tyrants heare my teares Thus Brittaine Henry tooke his timelesse end VVhen his great Father did so far transcend All other Kings and that he had a Sonne In all his Fathers gifts so farre begunne As added to Fames Pynions double wings And as braue riuers broken from their springs The further off grow greater and disdame To spread a narrower current then the Maine Had drawne in all deserts such ample Spheares As Hope yet neuer turn'd about his yeeres All other Princes with his parts comparing Like all Heauens pettie Luminaries faring To radiant Lucifer the dayes first borne It hurld a fire red as a threatning Morne On fiery Rhamnusias sere and sulphurous spight who turn'd the sterne orbs of her ghastly sight About each corner of her vaste Command And in the turning of her bloudy hand Sought how to ruine endlesly our Hope And set to all mishap all entries ope And see how ready meanes to mischiefe are She saw fast by the bloud-affecting Feuer Euen when th'Autumnal-starre began t' expire Gathering in vapours thinne Ethereall fire Of which her venomde finger did jmpart To our braue Princes fount of heat the heart A praeternaturall heat which through the vaines And Arteries by 'th blood and spirits meanes Diffus'd about the body and jnflam'd Begat a Feuor to be neuer nam'd And now this loather of the louely Light Begot of Erebus and vglie Night Mounted in hast her new and noysefull Carre Whose wheeles had beam-spokes frō th'Hungarian star And all the other frame and freight from thence Deriu'd their rude and ruthlesse jnfluence Vp to her left side lept jnfernall Death His head hid in a cloud of sensuall breath By her sat furious Anguish Pale Despight Murmure and Sorrow and possest Affright Yellow Corruption Marow-eating Care Languor chill Trembling fits Irregulare Inconstant Collor feeble voyc't Complaint Relentles Rigor and Confusion faint Frantick Distemper Hare-eyd vnrest And short-breath'd Thirst with th'euer-burning breast A wreath of Adders bound her trenched Browes Where Tormēt Ambusht lay with all her throws Marmarian Lyons frindg'd with slaming Manes Drew this grym furie and her brood of Banes Their hearts of glowing Coles murmurd ror'd To beare her crook't yokes and her Banes abhord To their deare Prince that bore them in his Armes And should not suffer for his Good their Harmes Then from Hels burning whirlepit vp she hallde The horrid Monster fierce Echidna calde That from her Stigian

King and Father on whome fast He fixt his fading beames and with his view A little did their empty Orbs renew His Mind saw him come frō the deeps of Death To whome he said O Author of my Breath Soule to my life and essence to my Soule Why grieue you so that should al griefe cōtroule Death's sweet to me that you are stil lifes creature I now haue finisht the great worke of Nature I see you pay a perfect Fathers debt And in a feastfull Peace your Empire kept If your true Sonnes last words haue any right In your most righteous Bosome doe not fright your hearkning kingdoms to your cariage now All yours in mee I here resigne to you My youth I pray to God with my last powres Substract from me may adde to you and yours Thus vanisht he thus swift thus instantly Ah now I see euen heauenly powres must dye Now shift the King and Queene from court to court but no way can shift off their cares resort That which we hate the more vve flie pursues that which we loue the more we seek eschewes Now weepes his Princely Brother Novv alas His Cynthian Sister our sole earthly Grace Like Hebes fount still ouerflowes her bounds And in her colde lips stick astonisht sounds Sh'oppresseth her sweet kinde In her soft brest Care can no vent finde it is so comprest And see hovv the Promethean Liuer growes As vulture Griefe deuoures it see fresh showes Reuiue woes sence and multiply her soule And worthely for vvho would teares controle On such a springing ground T is dearely fit To pay all tribute Thought can poure on it For vvhy vvere Funerals first vs'd but for these Presag'd and cast in their Natiuities The streames were checkt a while so Torrents staid Enrage the more but are left free allaid Now our grim waues march altogether Now Our blacke seas runne so high they ouerflow the clouds they nourish now the gloomy herse Puts out the Sunne Reuiue reuiue dead vierse death hath slain death there ther the person lies VVhose death should buy out all mortalities But let the world be now a heape of death Lifes ioy lyes dead in him and challengeth No lesse a reason If all motion stoode Benumb'd and stupified with his frozen blood And like a Tombe-stone fixt lay all the seas There were fit pillers for our Hercules To bound the world with Men had better dye Then out-liue free times slaues to Policie On on sad Traine as from a crannid rocke Bee-swarmes rob'd of their honey ceasles flock Mourne mourne dissected now his cold lims lie Ah knit so late vvith flame and Maiestie where 's now his gracious smile his sparkling eie His Iudgement Valour Magnanimitie O God what doth not one short hour snatch vp Of all mans glosse still ouer-flowes the cup Of his burst cares put with no nerues together And lighter then the shadow of a feather On make earth pomp as frequent as ye can 'T will still leaue black the fairest flower of man Yee vvell may lay all cost on miserie T is all can boast the proud'st humanitie If yong Marcellus had to grace his fall Sixe hundred Herses at his Funerall Sylla sixe thousand let Prince Henry haue Sixe Millions bring him to his greedy graue And now the States of earth thus mourn below Behold in Heauen Loue with his broken Bow his quiuer downwards turn'd his brands put out Hanging his wings with sighes all black about Nor lesse our losse his Mothers heart infests Her melting palmes beating her snowy brests As much confus'd as when the Calidon Bore The thigh of her diuine Adonis tore Her vowes all vaine resolu'd to blesse his yeeres VVith Issue Royall and exempt from freres Who now dyed fruitlesse and preuented then The blest of women of the best of men Mourne all ye Arts ye are not of the earth Fall fall with him rise with his second birth Lastly with gifts enrich the sable Phane And odorous lights eternally maintaine Sing Priests O sing now his eternall rest His light eternall and his soules free brest As ioyes eternall so of those the best And this short verse be on his Tomb imprest EPITAPHIVM SO flits ahlas an euerlasting Riuer As our losse in him past will last for euer The golden Age Star-like shot through our Skye Aim'd at his pompe renew'd and stucke in 's eye And like the sacred knot together put Since no man could dissolue him he was cut Aliud EPITAPH VVHom all the vaste frame of the fixed Earth Shrunck vnder now a weake Herse stands beneath His Fate he past in fact in hope his Birth His youth in good life and in spirit his death Aliud EPITAPH BLest be his great Begetter blest the Wombe That gaue him birth though much too neare his Tombe In them was hee and they in him were blest What their most great powers gaue him was his least His Person grac't the Earth and of the Skies His blessed Spirit the praise is and the prise FINIS THE FVNERALS OF THE HIGH AND MIGHTY PRINCE HENRY Prince of Wales Duke of Cornewaile and Rothsay Count Palatine of Chester Earle of Carick and late KNIGHT of the most Noble Order of the GARTER Which Noble Prince deceased at St. Iames the sixt day of Nouember 1612. and was most Princely interred the seuenth day of December following within the Abbey of Westminster in the Eighteenth yeere of his AGE LONDON Printed by T. S. for Iohn Budg●e and are to be sould at his shop at the great south dore of P●ules and at Brittanes Bursse 1613. THE FVNERALS OF THE HIGH AND MIGHTIE PRINCE HENRY Prince of VVales Duke of Cornewaile and Rothsay Count Palatine of Chester Earle of Carick and late Knight of the most Noble Order of the GARTER VVhich Noble Prince deceased at Saint IAMES the 6. day of Nouember 1612. and was most Princely interred the 7. of December following within the Abbey of Westminster in the Eighteenth yeere of his AGE THe body of the said PRINCE being bowelled enbalmed and closed vp in Lead there were foure Chambers hung with blackes viz. the Gaurd chamber and the Presence with blacke Cloth the Priuy Chamber with finer Cloth and that which was his Highnes Bed-chamber with blacke Veluet in the middest whereof was set vp a Canopy of blacke Veluet valanced and fringed vnder which vpon Tressels the Coffin with the body of the PRINCE was placed couered with a large pall of blacke Veluet and adorned with Scuchions of his Armes Vpon the head of which Coffin was layde a Cushion of blacke Veluet and his Highnesse Cap and Coronet set thereon as also his Robes of estate Sword and Rod of Gould and so it remayned being daily and nightly watched vntill two or three dayes before his Highnesse Funerals In which time euery day both Morning and Euening Prayers were said in his Presence or Priuy Chamber by his Chaplaines and his Gentlemen and chiefe Officers attendant thereat Thursday before the

Armes viz. The Spurres by Windsor The Gauntlets by Somerset The Helme and Crest by Richmond The Targe by Yorke The Sword by Norroy King of Armes The Coat by Clarencieux King of Armes Three Gentlemen Vshers to the Prince bearing their wands The Corps of the Prince lying in an open Chariot with the Princes representation thereon inuested with his Robes of estate of Purple Veluet furred with Ermines his Highnesse Cap and Coronet on his head and his Rod of Gould in his hand and at his feet within the said Chariot sat Sir Dauid Murrey the Master of his Wardrobe The Chariot was couered with blacke Veluet set with Plumes of blacke feathers and drawne by sixe Horses couered and Armed with Scuchions hauing their Cheiffrons and Plumes A Canopy of blacke Veluet borne ouer the representation by sixe Baronets Tenne Bannerols borne about the body by ten Baronets Sir Moyle Finch Sir Thomas Mounson Sir Iohn Wentworth Sir Henry Sauile Sir Thomas Brewdnell Sir Anthony Cope Sir George Gresley Sir Robert Cotten Sir Lewis Tresham Sir Phillip Tiruit Foure Assistants to the Corps that bore vp the corners of the Pall. viz. 1 The Lord Zouch 2 The Lord Abergaueny 3 The Lord Burghley 4 The Lord Walden William Seger Garter Principall King of Armes betweene the Gentleman-Vsher of Prince Charles and the Gentleman-Vsher of the Prince Palatine Prince CHARLES chiefe Mourner supported by the Lord Priuy-Seale and the Duke of Lenox His Highnesse Traine was borne by the Lord Dawbney Brother to the Duke of Lenox Then followed the Prince Elector FREDERICK Count Palatine of the Rhein His Highnesse Traine was borne by Mounsieur Shamburgh Twelue Earles Assistants to the chiefe Mourner viz. Earle of Nottingham Earle of Shrewsbury Earle of Rutland Earle of Southampton Earle of Hartford Earle of Dorset Earle of Suffolke Earle of Worcester Earle of Sussex Earle of Pembroke Earle of Essex Earle of Salisburie Earles strangers attendants on Count Palatine Count VVigensten Count Lewis de Nassau Count Leuingsten Count Hodenlo Count Ringraue Count Erback Count Nassaw Scarburg Count Le Hanow Iunior Count Isinbersh Page Count ●olmes Page Count Zerottin Page The Horse of Estate led by Sir Robert Dowglas Maister of the Princes Horse The Palzgreaues Priuy-Counsellors viz. The Count of Solmes Mounsieur Shouburgh Mounsieur de Pleshau Mounsieur Helmestedt Mouns Shouburgh Iunior Mouns Landshat Officers and Groomes of Prince Henries stable The Guard The Knight Marshall and twenty seruants that kept order in the proceeding Diuers Knights and Gentlemen the Kings seruants that came in voluntary in blacks So that the whole number amounted to 2000. or thereabout FINIS Expostulatio à perturbatione Potentia expers sapientiae quo maior est eo perniciosior sapientia procul à potentia manca videtur Plat. Chymaera a monster hauing his head and brest like a Lyon his belly like a Gote and taile like a Dragon To Death The Prayer of the King in the Princes sicknes Simil. Apodesis Reditio ad Principem Those that came to the Princes seruice seem'd compared with the places they liu'd in before to rise from death to the fields of life intending the best part of yong and noble Gentlemen The parting of the Princes Seruants The Princes house an Olimpus where all contention of vertues were practised Non Homeri Aurea Restis Saint Iames his house Richmond The Prince not to be wrought on by flattery His knowledge and wisdome Any man is capable of his own fit course and office in any thing Apostrophe Men grow so vgly by trusting flattery with their informations that when they see themselues truely by casting their eyes inward they cast themselues away with their owne lothing * Simil. Simil. Musae lachrimae The cause and manner of the Princes death Rhamnusia Goddesse of reuenge and taken for Fortune in enuy of our Prince excited Feuer against him The Feuer the Prince died on by Prosopopeia described by her effects circumstances The Fever the Prince dyed off is observ'd by our Moderne Phisitions to bee begun in Hungarie Out of the property of the Hare that never shuts her eyes sleeping Marmaricae Leunes of Marmarica a Region in Affrica where the fiercest Lyons are bred with which Feuer is supposd to bee drawn for their excesse of heat violence part of the effects of this Feuer The properties of the Feuer in these effects Rhamnusi● excitatiō of feuer Rham durst no lōger indure her beeing stirred into furie The starry Euening describ'd by Vulcans setting to worke at that time The Night being ever chiefesly consecrate to the Works of the Gods and out of this Deities fires the Starres are supposd to flye as sparkles of them The good Angell of the Prince to the Fever as shee approache Feuer to the prince who is thougght by a friend of mine to speake too mildly not being satis compos mētis Portice in this Her counsell or perswasiō shewing onlie how the Prince was perswaded resolu'd in his deadlyest sufferāce of her which shee is made to speake in spight of her selfe since he at her worst was so sacredly resolute Descriptiō of the tempest that cast Sir Th. Ga●es on the Bermudas the state of his Ship and Men to this Kingdomes Plight applyed in the Princes death The Archbishop of Cantebury passing pyous in care of the Prince S. Ed Phillips Master of the Rols and the Princes Chancelor a chiefe sorrower for hlm The prince heroical his bearing his sicknes at the Kings comming to see him careful not to discomfort him The Twelfth day after his beginning to bee sicke his sicknes was hold incurable The prince dying to the King The sorrowes and bemones of the King Queene Prince and his most Princely Sister for the Princes death The funerall described