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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A33421	The works of Mr. John Cleveland containing his poems, orations, epistles, collected into one volume, with the life of the author.	Cleveland, John, 1613-1658.	1687 (1687)	Wing C4654; ESTC R43102	252,362	558

Bloud and let it lie Speechless still and never cry Epitaphium Thomoe Comitis Straffordii c. phium EXurge Cinis tuumque solus qui potis es scribe Epita Nequit Wentworthi non esse facundus vel Cinis Effare Marmor quem coepisti comprehendere Macte Exprimere Candidius meretur urna quam quod rubris Notatum est literis Elogium Atlas Regiminis Monarchici hic jacet lassus Secunda Orbis Britannici intelligentia Rex Politiae Prorex Hiberniae Straffordii Virtutum Comes Mens Jovis Mercurii ingenium lingua Apollinis Cui Anglia Hiberniam debuit seipsam Hibernia Sydus Aquilonicum quo sub rubicunda vespera occidente Nox simul dies visa est dextroque oculo flevit Laevoque laetata est Anglia Theatrum Honoris itemque Scena calamitosa Virtutis Actoribus morbo morte invidia Quae ternis animosa Regnis non vicit tamen Sed oppressit Sic inclinavit Heros non minus Caput Bellu●… vel sic multorum Capitum Merces furoris Scotici praeter pecunias Erubuit ut tetigit securis Similem quippe nunquam degustavit sanguinem Monstrum narro fuit tam infensus Legibus Ut prius Legem quàm nata foret violavit Hunc tamen non sustulit Lex Verum necessitas non habens Legem Abi viator caetera memorabunt posteri On J. W. A. B. of York SAy my young Sophister what thinkst of this Chimera's real Ergo falleris The Lamb and Tyger Fox and Goose agree And here concorp'rate in one Prodigy Call an Haruspex quickly Let him get Sulphur and Torches and a Lawrel wet To purifie the place for sure the harms This Monster will produce transcend his Charms 'T is Nature's Master-peice of Error this And redeems whatever she did amiss Before from wonder and reproach this last Legitimateth all her By-blows past Loe here a general Metropolitan An Arch-Prelatique Presbyterian Behold his pious Garb Canonick face A zealous Episco Mastix Grace A fair blew-Apron'd Priest a Lawn-sleev'd Brother One Leg a Pulpit holds a Tub the other Le ts give him a sit name now if we can And make th'Apostate once more Christian. Proteus we cannot call him he put on His change of shapes by a Succession Nor the Welch-Weather-cock for that we find At once doth only wait upon the wind These speak him not but if you 'll name him right Call him Religious Hermaphrodite His head i' th sanctified mould is cast Yet sticks th' abominable Miter fast He still retains the Lordship and the Grace And yet hath got a rèverend Elders place Such act must needs be his who did devise By crying Altars down to Sacrifise To private Malice where you might have seen His Conscience holocausted to his Spleen Unhappy Church The Viper that did share Thy greatest Honours helps to make thee bare And void of all thy dignities and store Alas Thine own Son proves the forrest Boar And like the Dam-destroying Cuckow he When the thick shell of his Welch Pedigree By thy warm fost'ring Bounty did divide And open straight thence sprung forth Parricide As if'twas just revenge should be dispatch'd In thee by the Monster which thy self hath hatch'd Despair not though in Wales there may be got As well as Lincolnshire an Antidote 'Gainst the foul'st venom he can spit though's head Were chang'd from subtle gray to poys'nous red Heaven with propitious eyes will look upon Our party now the cursed thing is gone And chastise Rebels who nought else did miss To fill the measure of their sins but his Whose foul imparallel'd Apostasie Like to his sacred Character shall be Indelible when Ages then of late More happy grown with most impartial fate A period to his days and time shall give He by such Epitaphs as this shall live Here Yorks great Metropolitan is lay'd Who Gods Anointed and his Church betray'd An Elegy upon Dr. Chaderton the first Master of Emanuel Colledge in Cambridge being above an hundred years old whe●… he died Occasioned by his long deferred Funeral PArdon dear Saint that we so late With lazy sighs bemoan thy fate And with anafter-shower of Verse And Tears we thus bedew thy Herse Till now alas we did not weep Because we thought thou didst but sleep Thou liv'dst so long we did not know Whether thou couldst now dye or no We look'd still when thou shouldst arise And ope ' the Casement of thine eyes Thy feet which have been us'd so long To walk we thought must still go on Thine ears after an hundred year Might now plead custom for to hear Upon thy head that reverend Snow Did dwell some fifty years ago And then thy Cheeks did seem to have The sad resemblance of a Grave Wert thou ere young For truth I hold And do believe thou wert born old There 's none alive I am sure can say They knew thee young but always gray And dost thou now venerable Oak Decline at death's unhappy stroak Tell me dear Son why didst thou dye And leave 's to write an Elegy We' are young alas and know thee not ●…end up old Abraham and grave Lot Let them write thine Epitaph and tell The World thy worth they ken'd thee well When they were Boys they heard thee preach And thought an Angel did them teach Awake them then and let them come And score thy Virtues on thy Tomb That we at those may wonder more Than at thy many years before Mary's Spikenard SHall I presume Without Perfume My Christ to meet That is all Sweet No I 'll make most pleasant Posies Catch the breath of new blown Roses Top the pretty merry flowers Which laugh in the fairest Bowers Whose Sweetness Heaven likes so well It stoops each morn to take a smell Then I 'll fetch from the Phoenix nest The richest Spices and the best Precious Ointments I will make Holy Myrrh and Aloes take Yea costly Spikenard in whose smell The Sweetness of all Odours dwell I 'll get a Box to keep it in Pure as his Alabaster Skin And then to him I 'll nimbly fly Before one sickly minute dye This Box I 'll break and on his head This precious Ointment will I spread Till ev'ry lock and every hair For Sweetness with his breath compare But sure the Odour of his Skin Smells sweeter than the Spice I bring Then with bended knee I 'll greet His holy and beloved Feet I 'll wash them with a weeping Eye And then my Lips shall kiss them dry Or for a Towel he shall have My hair such flax as nature gave But if my wanton locks be bold And on thy sacred feet take hold And curl themselves about as though They were loth for to let thee go O chide them not and bid away For then for grief they will grow gray CHRONOSTICON Decollationis CAROLI Regis tricesimo die Ianuarii secunda hora Pomeridiana Anno Dom. MDCXLVIII Ter Deno IanI Labens ReX SoLe CaDente CaroLVs eXvtvs SoLIo SCeptroqVe

stir unless we tugg at Oar. Our Scene 's translated Fate will have it so We live in Venice now or Mexico Or Amsterdam our Parlors so in pickle Enough to make those in 't a Conventicle Petty wrackt Strangers tost we know not whither Holm Holm in England Oh Sirs shew us thither Yet sure 't is England still no other Nation Can shew so much Land under Sequestration All 's swallow'd up and drown'd our Fifths and all Something sweeps worse than Habber dashers-Hall A guilty Tap-house feels the Floods Assault Murder will out and it had drown'd much Mault Must now it self be duckt by this just Tide Because it stood so nigh the Water-side See the tenth Wave into the House is tost And dubs a Captain Otter of mine Host Who with a File of bowzing Comrades there Resolve still not to leave their Dover Peer Thus fixt they drink until their Noses shine A Constellation in this Watry Sign Which they Aquarius call for by Degrees Each Man perceives himself took up to th'Knees Yet still they and the Flood do Brimmers vye At last it sobs and thus they drink him dry But these the spongy-Leeches of the Town Amphibious were good Drinkers cannot drown We puny Dablers are as ill beset We whose unliquor'd Hides will turn no wet The Floods a Tenant too until't retreats Great Rooms are Oceans and the lesser Streights Tongues are confounded in a various Stile Our Computation runs by th'League not Mile How soon the Earth dissolv'd so soon that some That journeyed out will make a Voyage Home They go aboard their Dwellings and embark Houses are Ships and Newark's a Noah's Ark. The Cook mistakes his floating Seigniories For Sound and so takes Impost in his Fees Some truck for Rumps and Kidneys he and 's Spouse Call them the Farmers of the Custom-house Now Bedfellows do one another greet I' th' Saylors Phrase Vere vere more Sheet Women are Syrens for the wise Man wears When they strike up their Ela's wax in 's Ears Whose Fate is yet peculiar in this Flood To scape the Water and retain the Mud. The inseparable Scum is so increast Another Flood will not make all clean Beast Yet still their Scene and their Complexion 's right Place them but where they paint the Devil white Our Townsmen since of Floods they must turn Skippers Will change their Religion too and so turn Dippers Now they dispute and no small Doubts propound Some say the Meadows swim some say they●… drown'd And 't is disputed whether yea or no They are Ground Chambers still that overflow Their Hay is gone and some the Question start How't could be fetcht away without a Cart But these submit to the rest of Learned Team Who strong'st conclude it went away with Stream At last it is observ'd by all the Sages Who e'er set it on Work they pay the Wages One Hotspur storms and swears that he and 's Faction Will sue the Flood Trespass will ●…ear a●… Action Then thought on 's Lanlord whom he fears hath sent His Water-Bayli●… thus to drive for Rent Haycocks to Sea are driven where they 'l muster And make of Scylla Isles another Cluster Prize Till vampt with more such Wracks they grow a For some Columbus new Discoveries The Stakes stand firm though batter'd all the while These Pyramids are Proof against this Nile And might like Egypts Piles enjoy a Prime Wer 't but for fiercer Teeth than those of Time What neither Floods nor Age can Beasts will tear Our Beasts now starved lean like Pharoahs are Strange Skeletons for all the time of Flood They nothing had to chew but their own Cud And since alas no work for Sy●…he or Sickle Poor Cattle all their Commons are in Pickle This sure must needs produce a Chap-faln Pallat When without Meat they only feed on S●…llat But these we prize for most are sail'd away Who knows but to stock Hispaniola One Herd and 's Flock in one kind Hill found Mercy Like Li●…burn and his Wool in the Isle of Iersey A Barber 's close yet all would counter-bail Steept till the Corn grew Mault and Water Ale Had we the Gotham Policy and Luck to Hedge in the Water as they did the Cuckow But oh it soon retreats and the Ebb is more Disastrous to us than the Flood before The Fifth day lands us Shews each Man his Ground But so much Slime we can't see Ground for Ground The Flood 's a single Tyrant Bogs allow No scape Water and Earth both vex us now Till the Sun our Low-Countries purge and then Out-drink a Dutch-man draining of a Fen Till then our Trent is Acharon we dwell I' th' Stygian Lake the Netherlands are Hell Rivers are Nymphs they say something 's the matter Then sure with ours she cannot hold her Water Unless the Gossip th'Room's so on a Float Went drunk to Bed and spilt her Chamber-pot Howe'er since we 're deliver'd let there be From this Flood too another Epoche For Sleep REturn Grief's Antidote soft Sleep return Why do'st thy blithe Embrace adjourn Once more this Garrison of Sense surround It 's wild Exorbitances Pound Lock the Cinque-Ports the Centinels arraign Make Fractions in the Royal-Train 2. Sleep The Souls Charter Bodies Writ of Ease Reasons Reprieve Fancies Release The Senses Non-term Life's serenest Shore A smooth-fac't Death thick candied o'er Catastrophe of Care Time's balmy Close The Muses Eden and Repose 3. Sleep The Days Centre Nights Meridian Bright Meteor in the Sphere of Man A Grand Dictator in the Womb of Death Whilst the still returning Breath Sails through Fears Tears and Joysat once With quick Reciprocations 4. Sleep The firm cement of unravel'd Hours Night usher'd with Ambrosial Show'rs Days Phylactery with her Spangles crown'd Fancy snatch'd up at first Rebound Fancies Exchequer Natures younger Son Times other Iubilee begun 5. Sleep The Worlds Evensong Natures Anthem bor●… Between the Lips of Night and Morn Heaven in a Mask Sunday's Parhelion Preface to th' Resurrection Nepent he kissing out the wheeling Light Darkness emparadiz'd Good Night Against Sleep BE gone Joy's Lethargy pale Fiend be gone Why this dull Fascination No more Life's Cittadel invade no more Ravish its Sallies o'er and o'er Gag the Broad Gates the Court of Guard Esso●… At these disjoynted thoughts rejoyn 2. Sleep The Souls Wardship but the Bodies Goal Reason's Assassine Fancies Bail The Senses Curfew Life and Loyal Breath Min●…'t small and blended into Death Joys Explicite unfathom'd Gu●…f of time The Muses Fence and frozen Clime 3. Sleep The Night's Winter Shadow of a Dream A dark Fog rampant Horror's Theme Free Denizon of Darkness Blisses Wane An untrim'd Chaos Beauties Bane Youth 's Sepulchre a Parallel to Age A Negro fills Life's second Page 4. Sleep The Days Colon many Hours of Bliss Lost in a wide ●…arenthesis Life in an Extasie bound Hand and Foot Spirits entomb'd and Time to boot The Trump of Solitude a sprightly Flame Smother'd in Sables and made lame 5. Sleep The