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A31142	An elegie on the death of the Right Honourable and most noble heroe, Robert Blake, late generall of the English fleet at sea together with a commemoration of the most victories by him heretofore ob[t]ained against the Hollanders : and his remarkable successes, to the glory of the English nation, afterwards against the Spaniard and Turkish pirats, in cleering the seas and taking and drowning their ships, and burning of many of the best of them in their strongest and most fenced havens : who departed this life on Friday, August the 7, 1657.	R. C.	1657 (1657)	Wing C104A; ESTC R34780	1,917	1

AN ELEGIE On the Death of the Right Honourable and most Noble Heroe ROBERT BLAKE Late Generall of the English Fleet at Sea Together with a Commemoration of the most famous Victories by him heretofore obained against the HOLLANDERS And His remarkable Successes to the Glory of the ENGLISH Nation afterwards against the Spaniard and Turkish Pirats in cleering the Seas and taking and drowning their Ships and burning of many of the best of them in their strongest and most Fenced Havens Who departed this Life on Friday August the 7. 1657. WHat sacred Flame is this What glorious Guest Is pleas'd to lodge in my unworthy brest And with a sudden touch my Soul inspires Rapt in amazements and transporting sires T is thou great Shade thou whosoere thou be That leav'st the world in darkness thou art he● He who would truely mourn for such a man To find him teares should drain the Ocean Whiles dry all Navies through the world should stand Or else be sayling on a sloud by Land The End of man is glory and her birth Looks most to Heav'n and sometimes down to Earth Thou dost partake of both and now dost know How much they differ in degrees as show Religion Peace and Wisdome and the Stories Of Peace and War well-carried on are Glories But with thy self to make the Country thrive Was thy true glory that 's superlative How did the Ocean sweat with bloud when War Made thee triumphant gainst the Hollander● How bravely did thy foes come on yet hid Their heads affrighted when thy Thunders chid And all the Monsters in the Seas did keep Themselves retir'd ' i th' bottome of the Deep And 'mongst themselves made peace afraid to heare Thy dreadfull Canons ratling in their care The Whale by Whale stood silent and began T' approach and comfort the Leviathan Who in his watry Realms'ne'r knew before Such lasting Terrour in so lowd a Roare Three dayes together Fleet gainst Fleet did stand And Thunders answer'd Thunders the firme Land Trembled and fear'd it should to Iles be shook And Iles to be made Continents did look To crown the merit of an Act so high A glorious wound thou got'st with Victory And having after on the foaming Main Made thy self Master of those foes again And slain their Admirall who vowd that none At Sea should govern but himself alone Thy Trumpets did on thy Return proclaime With thine the honour of the English Name And ever since where ere thy self did please Thou saildst triumphant up and down the Seas Sometimes to make the Turkish Pyrats know By Fire and Sword what 't is to be thy fo Or have the world more prone to understand The strength of England both by Sea and Land Sometimes t' examine and with just disdain Suppresse the Power and the Pride of Spain And in their Harbours burn their Ships or make The Pirats answer for the Goods they take And thus in several Oceans showing all The parts of an accomplished Generall In thy return a sickness met thee and Death did ensue it e're thou cam'st to land But that more fully we may here declare Our plaints we should lay by all tears which are Too weak for such a loss we now should shake With a just sigh the Center and awake The spirit of grief that so our accents may Make our love known where e're his purer ray Where e're his Star doth shine if now he is Spreading his light where rugged Parrhasis Shines at the Northern Pole or if he please Rather to grace the Southern Hyades Or where the beauties of the Morn their cleer Reflections bend on Ganges streames or where When e're he in the Ocean dives they run From Calpe hill who mourn the fainting Sun Thou wheresoe're thou dost thy beames dispence It is no sin to beg their influence Whilest thus on us thou shalt thy light imploy We more shall crave it and we shall enjoy And mourn thee taken from us and a flight Shall dayly practise till we reach that height Which thou hast gain'd O why should Heaven ordain That when they there do joy we here should plain Why should it urge to Good yet from our view Steale the Example and rejoyce in 't too Greife is of kin to Heav'n and doth improve The glorious Consorts and blest Quires above And unto us of greater pow'r doth seem Since their Joyes move not us our greifes help them But can teares ease us or Complaints renew This matchlesse Heroe which no Age can do Though Greife is not so mighty to revive Yet 't is so happy to keep Fame alive Let us be proud of sorrow then and make His worth our theame and since him overtake We cannot let us with devoted trust Honour his Rellicks and religious Dust How well these thoughts become us we 'l indent With Heav'n and him to keep the argument For ever in our brests interr'd and so May greife befriend us that our selves may grow Rich in his Virtues and be nobly bent On Sea and Land to love his Monument Which needs no Gravers Art for every sigh Shall better speak his Epitaph and dye And learn a method to the world to grieve Which never could so great a loss out-live But that his Name recovers it as fast And it Embalms as it away doth wast R. C. The End London Printed for Tho. Vere and W. Gilbertson and are to be sold as their shops without Newgate 1657.