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A36526 England's heroical epistles, written in imitation of the stile and manner of Ovid's Epistles with annotations of the chronicle history / by Michael Drayton, Esq. Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.; Ovid, 43 B.C.-17 or 18 A.D. Heroides. 1695 (1695) Wing D2145; ESTC R22515 99,310 235

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of famous Willoughby Here Montacute rang'd his unconquer'd Band Here march'd we out and here we made a stand What should we sit to mourn and grieve all day For that which Time doth easily take away What Fortune hurts let Suff'rance only heal No wisdom with Extremities to deal To know our selves to come of humane Birth These sad Afflictions cross us here on Earth A punishment from the eternal Law To make us still of Heav'n to stand in awe In vain we prize that at so dear a rate Whose long'st assurance bear 's a Minutes date Why should we idly talk of our Intent When Heav'ns Decree no Counsel can prevent When our fore-sight not possibly can shun That which the Fates determine shall be don Henry hath Power and may my life depose Mine Honour 's mine that none hath power to lose Then be as chearful beautious Royal Queen As in the Court of France we oft have been * As when arriv'd in Porcesters fair Road Where for our coming Henry made aboad When in mine Arms I brought thee safe to Land And gave my Love to Henry's Royal Hand The happy Hours we passed with the King At fair Southampton long in Banqueting With such content as lodg'd in Henries Breast When he to London brought thee from the West Through golden Cheap when he in Pomp did ride To Westminster to entertain his Bride ANNOTATIONS on the Chronicle History Our Faulkons kind cannot the Cage endure HE alludes in these Verses to the Faulcon which was the ancient Device of the Pools comparing the greatness and haughtiness of his spirit to the nature of this Bird. This was the mean proud Warwick did invent To my disgrace c. The Commons at this Parliament through Warwicks means accused Suffolk of Treason and urged the Accusation so vehemently that the King was forced to exile him for five years That only I by yielding up of Main Should be the loss of fertile Aquitain The Duke of Suffolk being sent into France to conclude a Peace chose Duke Rayners Daughter the Lady Margaret whom he espoused for Henry the sixth delivering for her to her Father the Countries of Anjou and Main and the City of Mauns Whereupon the Earl of Arminack whose Daughter was before promised to the King seeing himself to be deluded caused all the Englishmen to be expulsed Aquitain Gascoyne and Guyne With the base vulgar sort to win him fame To be the Heir of good Duke Humphry's name This Richard that was called the great Earl of Warwick when Duke Humphry was dead grew into exceeding great favour with the Commons With Salisbury his vile ambitious Sire In York's stern Breast kindling long hidden fire By Clarence Title working to supplant The Eagle-Airy of great John of Gaunt Richard Plantaginet Duke of York in the time of Henry the Sixth claymed the Crown being assisted by this Richard Nevil Earl of Salisbury and Father to the great Earl of Warwick who favoured exceedingly the House of York in open Parliament as Heir to Lionel Duke of Clarence the third Son of Edward the Third making his Title by Ann his Mother Wife to Richard Earl of Cambridge Son to Edmund of Langley Duke of York Which Ann was Daughter to Roger Mortimer Earl of March which Roger was Son and Heir to Edmund Mortimer that married the Lady Philip Daughter and Heir to Lionel Duke of Clarence the third Son of King Edward to whom the Crown after King Richard the Seconds Death lineally descended he dying without Issue and not to the Heir of the Duke of Lancaster that was younger Brother to the Duke of Clarence Hall cap. 1. Tit. Yor. Lanc. Urg'd by these envious Lords to spend their breath Calling revenge on the Protectors death Humphry Duke of Glouster and Lord Protector in the five and twentieth year of Henry the Sixth by means of the Queen and the Duke of Suffolk was arrested by the Lord Beaumont at the Parliament holden at Bury and the same Night after murthered in his Bed If they would know who rob'd him c To this Verse To know how Humphry dy'd and who shall reign In these Verses he jests at the Protectors Wife who being accused and convicted of Treason because with John Hun a Priest Roger Bullenbrook a Necromancer and Margery Jordan called the Witch of Eye she had consulted by Sorcery to kill the King was adjudged to perpetual Imprisonment in the Isle of Man and to do Penance openly in three publick places in London For twenty years and have I serv'd in France In the sixth year of Henry the Sixth the Duke of Bedford being deceased then Lieutenant General and Regent of France this Duke of Suffolk was promoted to that Dignity having the Lord Talbot Lord Scales and the Lord Mountacute to assist him Against great Charles and Bastard Orleance This was Charles the Seventh who after the death of Henry the Fifth obtained the Crown of France and recovered again much of that his Father had lost Bastard Orleance was Son to the Duke of Orleance begotten of the Lord Cawnies Wife preferred highly to many notable Offices because be being a most valiant Captain was a continual Enemy to the Englishmen dayly infesting them with divers Incursions And have I seen Vernoyla's batful Fields Vernoyle is that noted place in France where the great Battle was fought in the beginning of Henry the Sixth his Reign where most of the French Chivalrie were overcome by the Duke of Bedford And from Aumerle withdrew my Warlike Powers Aumerle is that strong defenced Town in France which the Duke of Suffolk got after four and twenty great Assaults given unto it And came my self in person first to Tours Th'Embassadours for Truce to entertain From Belgia Denmark Hungary and Spain Tours is a City in France built by Brutus as he came into Brittain where in the one and twentieth year of the Reign of Henry the Sixth was appointed a great Diet to be kept whither came Embassadors of the Empire Spain Hungary and Denmark to intreat for a perpetual Peace to be made between the two Kings of England and France By true descent to wear the Diadem Of Naples Cicil and Jerusalem Rayner Duke of Anjou Father to Queen Margaret called himself King of Naples Cicily and Jerusalem having the Title alone of the King of those Countries A fifteenth Tax in France I freely spent The Duke of Suffolk after the Marriage concluded between King Henry and Margaret Daughter to Rayner asked in open Parliament a whole Fifteenth to fetch her into England Seen thee for England but imbarqu'd at Deep Deep is a Town in France bordering upon the Sea where the Duke of Suffolk with Queen Margaret took Ship for England As when arriv'd at Porchesters fair Rhoad Porchester a Haven Town in the South-West part of England where the King tarried expecting the Queens arrival whom from thence be conveyed to Southampton Queen MARGARET TO WILLIAM DE-LA-POOLE Duke of SUFFOLK WHat news sweet Pool look'st
boast And tell thee that which thou already know'st No sacred Queen my Valour I deny It was thy Beauty not my Chivalry One of thy tressed Curls there falling down As loath to be imprisoned in thy Crown I saw the soft Ayr sportively to take it And into strange and sundry forms to make it Now parting it to four to three to twain Now twisting it then it untwist again Then make the threads to dally with thine Eye A Sunny Candle for a golden Fly At length from thence one little tear it got Which falling down as though a Star had shot My up-turn'd Eye pursu'd it with my Sight The which again redoubled all my Might 'T is but in vain of my Descent to boast When Heav'ns Lamp shines all other Lights be lost Faulcons seem poor the Eagle sitting by Whose Brood surveyes the Sun with open Eye * Else might my blood find Issue from his force * Who beat the Tyrant Richard from his Horse On Bosworth Plain whom Richmond chose to wield His glorious Ensign in that conqu'ring Field And with his Sword in his dear Sov'reigns sight To his last breath stood fast in Henries Right Then beautious Empress think this safe delay Shall be the Even to a joyful Day Fore-sight doth still on all advantage lye Wise-men give place forc'd by necessity To put back ill our good we must forbear Better first fear then after still to fear 'T were over-sight in that at which we aim To put the Hazzard on an after-Game With patience then let us our Hopes attend And till I come receive these Lines I send ANNOTATIONS of the Chronicle History When Longavile to Mary was affy'd THe Duke of Longavile who was Prisoner in England upon the Peace to be concluded between England and France was delivered and married to the Princess Mary for Lewis the French King his Master How in a storm thy well-ri'd Ships were tost And thou c. As the Queen sayled for France a mighty storm arose at Sea so that the Navy was in great danger and was severed some driven upon the Coast of Flanders some on Brittain the Ship wherein the Queen was driven into the Haven at Bullen with very great danger When thou to Abvile held'st th' appointed day King Lewis met her by Abvile near to the Forrest of Arders and brought her into Abvile with great Solemnity Appeard'st unto him like the Queen of Light Expressing the sumptuous Attye of the Queen and her Train attended by the chief of the Nobility of England with six and thirty Ladies all in Cloth of Silver their Horses trapped with Crimson Velvet A criple King laid Bedrid long before King Lewis was a man of great years troubled much with the Gout so that he had long time before little use of his Legs When Marques Dorset and the valiant Grayes The Duke of Suffolk when the Proclamation came into England of Justs to be holden in France at Paris be for the Queens sake his Mistress obtained of the King to go thither With whom went the Marquess Dorset and his four Brothers the Lord Clinton Sir Edward Nevil Sir Giles Capel Thomas Cheyney which went all over with the Duke as his Assistants When thou in Triumph didst through Paris ride A true description of the Queens entring into Paris after her Coronation performed at St. Denis Then five great Dukes as did their Places fall The Dukes of Alanson Burbon Vandom Longavile Suffolk with five Cardinals That larg-lim'd Almain of the Giants Race Francis Valoys the Dolphin of France envying the glory that the English Men had obtained at the Tilt brought in an Almain secretly a Man thought almost of incomparable strength which inccuntred Charles Brandon at the Barriers but the Duke grappling with him so beat him about the Head with the Pummel of his Sword that the blood came out of the sight if his Caske Else might my Blood find issue from his force Who beat c. Sir William Brandon Standard bearer to the Earl of Richmond after Henry the Seventh at Bosworth-Field a brave and gallant Gentleman who was slain by Richard there this was Father to this Charles Brandon Duke of Suffolk FINIS Henry Howard Earl of Surrey TO THE Lady GERALDINE The ARGUMENT Henry Howard that truly noble Earl of Surrey and excellent Poet falling in love with Geraldine descended of the Noble Family of the Fitzs-Gerarlds of Ireland a fair and modest Lady and one of the honourable Maids to Queen Catharine Dowager eternizeth her praises in many excellent Poems of rare and sundry inventions and after some few years being determined to see Italy that famous Source and Helicon of all excellent Arts first visiteth the renowned City of Floreoe from whence the Geralds challenge their descent from the anctient Family of the Geraldi there in honour of his Mistress he advanceth her Picture and challengeth to maintain her Beauty by deeds of Arms against all that durst appear in the Lifts where after the proof of his incomparable valour whose Arms crowned her Beauty with eternal Memory he writeth this Epistle to his dearest Mistress * FRom learned Florence long time rich in fame From whence thy Race thy noble Grandsiers came To famous England that kind Nurse of mine Thy Surrey sends to heav'nly Geraldine Yet let not Tuscan think I do it wrong That I from thence write in my Native Tongue That in these harsh-tun'd Cadences I sing Sitting so near the Muses sacred Spring But rather think it self adorn'd thereby That England reads the praise of Italy Though to the Tuscans I the smoothness grant Our Dialect no Majesty doth want To set thy praises in as high a Key As France or Spain or Germany or they That day I quit the Fore-land of fair Kent And that my Ship her course for Flanders bent With what regret and how heavy a look My leave of England and of thee I took I did intreat the Tide if it might be But to convey me one sigh back to thee Up to the Deck a Billow lightly skips Taking my sigh and down again it slips Into the Gulf it self it headlong throws And as a Post to England-ward it goes As I sate wondring how the rough Seas stir'd I might far off perceive a little Bird Which as she fain from Shore to Shore would flie Had lost her self in the broad vasty Skie Her feeble Wing beginning to deceive her The Seas of life still gaping to bereave her Unto the Ship she makes which she discovers And there poor fool a while for refuge hovers And when at lengeh her flagging Pinnion fails Painting she hangs upon the ratling Sails And being forc'd to loose her hold with pain Yet beaten off she strait lights on again And tos'd with flaws with storms with wind with weather Yet still departing thence still turneth thither Now with the Poop now with the Prow doth bear Now on this side now that now here now there Me thinks these Storms should be my sad depart
thou my Lines should tell But like the toling of the doleful Bell Bidding the Deaths-man to prepare the Grave Expect from me no other news to have My Breast which once was Mirths imperial Throne A vast and desart Wilderness is grown Like that cold Region from the World remote On whose breem Seas the Icy Mountains flote Where those poor Creatures banish'd from the Light Do live impris'ned in continual Night No Object greets my Souls internal Eyes But Divinations of sad Tragidies And Care takes up her solitary Inn Where Youth and Joy their Court did once begin As in September when our year resignes The glorious Sun to the cold Wat'ry Signs Which through the Clouds looks on the Earth in scorn The little Bird yet to salute the Morn Upon the naked Branches sets her foot The Leaves then lying on the Mossy Root And there a silly chiripping doth keep As though she fain would sing yet fain would weep Praysing fair Summer that too soon is gon Or sad for Winter too fast coming on In this strange plight I mourn for thy depart Because that Weeping cannot ease my Heart Now to our aid who stirrs the neighb'ring Kings Or who from France a powerful Army brings Who moves the Norman to abet our War * Or brings in Burgoine to aid Lancaster * Who in the North our lawful Claim commends To win us Credit with our valiant Friends To whom shall I my secret Griefs impart Whose Breast shall be the Closet of my Heart The ancient Heroe's Fame thou do'st revive As from all them thy self thou didst derive Nature by thee both gave and taketh all Alone in Pool she was too prodigal Of so divine and rich a temper wrought As Heav'n for thee Perfections depth had sought Well knew King Henry what he pleaded for When he chose thee to be his Orator Whose Angel-eye by pow'rful influence Doth utter more than human Eloquence That if again Jove would his Sports have try'd He in thy shape himself would only hide Which in his love might be of greater pow'r Than was his Nymph his Flame his Swan his Show'r * To that allegiance York was bound by Oath * To Henry's Heirs for safety of us both * No longer now he means Record shall bear it * He will dispence with Heav'n and will unswear it He that 's in all the Worlds black sins forlorn Is careless now how oft he be forsworn And here of late his Title hath set down By which he makes his Claim unto our Crown And now I hear his hateful Dutchess chars And rips up their Descent unto her Brats And blesseth them as Englands lawful Heirs And tells them that our Diadem is theirs And if such hap her Goddess Fortune bring * If three Sons fail she 'l make the fourth a King * He that 's so like his Dam her youngest Dick * That foul ill-favour'd crook-back'd Stigmatick * That like a Carkass stoln out of a Tomb * Came the wrong way out of his Mothers Womb * With Teeth in 's Head his passage to have torn * As though begot an Age ere he was born Who now will curb proud York when he shall rise Or arm our Right against his Enterprise To crop that Bastard Weed which dayly grows * To over-shadowd our Vermilon Rose * Or who will muzzel that unruly Bear Whose presence strikes our peoples Hearts with fear Whilst on his knees this wretched King is down To save them labour reaching at his Crown Where like a mounting Cedar he should bear His plumed Top aloft into the Air And let these Shurbs sit underneath his Shrowds Whilst in his Arms he doth imbrace the Clouds O that he should his Fathers Right inherit Yet be an Alien to that mighty Spirit How were those pow'rs dispers'd or whither gone Should sympathise in Generation Or what opposed influence had force So much t' abuse and alter Natures course All other Creatures follow after kind But Man alone doth not beget the Mind * My daisy flower which once perfum'd the Air Which for my favour Princes deign'd to wear Now in the dust lies trodden on the ground And with York's Garland ev'ry one is crown'd When now his Rising waits on our Decline And in our Setting he begins to shine Now in the Skies that dreadful Comet waves * And who be Stars but Warwicks bearded Staves And all those Knees which bended once so low Grow stiff as though they had forgot to bow And none like them pursue me with dispite Which most have cry'd God save Queen Margarite When Fame shall brute thy Banishment abroad The Yorkist's Faction then will lay on load And when it comes once to our Western Coast O how that ●ag Dame Elinor will boast And labour straight by all the means she can To be call'd home out of the Isle of Man To which I know great Warwick will consent To have it done by Act of Parliament That to my Teeth my Birth she may defie * Sland'ring Duke Reyner with base Beggery The only way she could devise to grieve me Wanting sweet Suffolk which should most relieve me And from that Stock doth sprout another Bloom * A Kentish Rebel a base upstart Groom * And this is he the White-Rose must prefer * By Clarence Daughter match'd with Mortimer Thus by Yorks means this rascal Pesant Cade Must in all haste Plantaginet be made For that ambitious Duke sets all on work To sound what Freinds affect the Claim of York Whilst he abroad doth practice to command * And makes us weak by strength'ning Ireland More his own power still seeking to increase Than for King Henries good or Englands peace * Great Winchester untimely is deceas'd That more and more my Woes should be increas'd Beauford whose shoulders proudly bare up all The Churches Prop that famous Cardinal The Commons bent to mischief never let * With France t' upbraid that valiant Somerset Rayling in Tumults on his Souldiers loss Thus all goes backward cross comes after cross And now of late Duke Humphry's old Allies With banish'd El'nors base Accomplices Attending their Revenge grow wound'rous Crouse And threaten Death and Vengeance to our House And I alone the last poor remnant am * ' Tindure these storms with woful Buckingham I pray thee Pool have care how thou do'st pass Never the Sea yet half so dangerous was * And one fore-told by Water thou should'st dy Ah! foul befall that foul Tongues Prophesie Yet I by Night am troubled in my Dreams That I do see thee toss'd in dang'rous Streams And oft-times Ship-wrack'd cast upon the Land And lying breathless on the queachy Sand And oft in Visions see thee in the Night Where thou at Sea maintain'st a dang'rous Fight And with thy proved Target and thy Sword Beat'st back the Pyrat which would come aboard Yet be not angry that I warn thee thus The truest love is most suspicious Sorrow doth utter what it still doth grieve But Hope forbids us Sorrow to believe And in