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Queene El'zabeths losse, and King Iames his vvelcome; Elizaes losse, and King James his welcome
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H. S., fl. 1603.
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1603
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QVEENE EL'ZABETHS LOSSE AND King Iames his vvelcome VERITAS VIRESSIT VVLNERE TC LONDON Printed by T. C. for Iohn Smythicke and are to be sold at his shoppe in Saint Dunstons Church yard in Fleetstreete 1603. Queene El'zabeths losse and King Iames his welcome YOu sacred sp'rits that haunt Pernassus spring Whose soaring thoughts mounted on Pegas ' wing Do pierce the â—â—ies 〈…〉 ising from lowly dust Euen whom you lâ—t whom you list downe thrust You whom the Muses all do ioyntly greete Eate and drinke Nectar and Ambrosta sweete My weakeling Muse did many wishes make That some of you her taske would vndertake I thought in silence still my cares to keepe These are true teares which we vnwitnest weepe But since my plaints I do so publicque make Seemeth I put on blacke for fashions sake This caus'd my Muse her wishes to powre forth Some abler wit would shewe his Muses worth But since in vaine she takes in hand the same And sings sad Anthems to Elizaes name What is Elizaes name so soone forgot It cannot be how then she heares them not Scarce one is found to sing her dying praise Whom all admir'd and honor'd in her daies But whilest she liu'd O God! yet still she liues In heauen I and on earth Her vertue giues Her this she liues in her late subiects hearts Shee liues in her successors vertuous parts Shee liues in him euen in despight of Fate To whom she left her vertues crowne state Her vertues fame haue built her such a tombe As shee shall liue euen till the day of doome And then enioy the happie company Of all the blessed euerlastingly Her soule no doubt can now alreadie tell What guerdon Princes haue that gouerne well My Muse dares vndertake for to disclose Nothing but what the meanest reader knowes What subiect liued in her happie daies That felt no warmth from her resplendant raies And feeling them who would not seeke to know The spring from whence these happie blessings flow Her birth and vertuous life are so well knowne Each one can tell as much as may be showne Yet cannot this my zealous dutie stay Though I shew nothing but what each can say Greenwich VVestminster Richmond famous bee For shee was borne crown'd died in these three Henry the eigth sprung from th' vnited Rose VVhich match for Englands good God did compose Had by his second choise this budde diuine VVhose lustre through the world so cleare did shine Elizabeth whom God Almightie gaue Fulnesse of peace and honor to the graue Fulnesse of God so doth her name import How well th' euent and name together sort Sure there 's a mysterie in Princes names For we do hope our royall L. King Iames VVill proue a true Maintainer of the faith As both his name and his iust title saith Fidei defensor The Pope he wll supplant Christs Church maintaine Kings haue their names seldome imposde in vaine But we put on too fast let 's backe returne And thinking on our losse againe let 's mourne I will not speake of her exterior parts But of of her minde adorn'd with liberall Arts Yet he that would describe them with his quill Had need of Homer's or a greater skill Not England only but the world doth know Her learned wisedome then what need I show What 's so well knowne how each Embassador Shee answere could without Interpretor Greeke Latin French Spanish Italian Shee vnderstood and spake them euery one Or of her knowledge in diuinitie Her practise show'd it most apparantly VVhy tell I this but to lament her death Vnder whose happie raigne I first drew breath This rose is cropt alasse a heauie case But that t' is planted in a better place But of her life since that she liu'd so well Be bolde my Muse a litle for to tell So well she liu'd the learnedst man of all It to describe would finde his wit too small My simpler wit doing the best it can Scarce shewes a droppe of that huge Ocean Of her praise-worthy vertues my good will May as I hope excuse my slender skill First for her infancie and childish yeares I ouerslip though euen in them appeares Matter well worthy of a brazen pen And leaues of hardest Marble but yet when Her riper yeares with iudgement we do deeme The former then we not so much esteeme These vertues then come to perfection The which before seem'd in election My slender reede doth purpose to set downe Only such vertues as adorn'd her crowne And first as chiefe of all shall be exprest How Gods religion which her selfe profest Shee did establish banisht Poperie With superstition and Idolatrie Her heartie zeale sought both by deed word To build the ruind Temple of the Lord Proud Antichrist and hautie Spaine did striue To cut her off whom God preseru'd aliue Safely preseru'd with his outstretched arme From murder poyson and all other harme Which Popish bulles or Spanish gold procur'd Blinde zeale prouok'd or wicked MammoÌ„lur'd Nay that indeed at which Spaine most repines She stor'd her treasury with Indian Mines The which her bounty moÌ„gst her subiects parts And laid vp surer treasure in their harts Neuer was Prince of subiects better loued Neuer in Prince like care for subiects proued From poore mans sute she neuer turn'd her face Her meanest subiects right she still would grace Blest be that God who lent vs such a Queene Whose like before no mortall eye had seene The fiue and fortith yeare of her blest raigne WheÌ„ she had liu'd neare three score yeares ten She paide the God of nature her last debt And di'de in peace without impeach or let Of home-bred traitors or else forraigne foes God gaue this comfort to appease our woes Who though she liu'd and di'de a perfect maide Left such an Heire of whom it may be saide We lost the Iewell which we loued best Had it restor'd againe with interest We may well say Had not our losse bene such 〈…〉 jssemus perijss 〈…〉 T' is well we may so say we had lost much Richmond it was first brought in Tudors name Richmond it was abolished the same Henry of Richmond brought to vs that peace Which al true English harts pray ne'er may cease Now pray with me al that loue Englands good God would for euer stablish in his blood This kingdomes rule and these to it belong God still defend them from all manner wrong My hopefull spirit saies it so shall bee Since Peeres and people do so well agree For now the Councell and the Peeres are bent A new King to proclaime with full consent Both Peeres and people make the streets to ring God saue King Iames the first our royall King Each faithful subiect now himselfe doth straine The best he may his King to entertaine How many a ioyfull Aue's sent before My Hayle comes limping latest of a score My teares alas do so be-blind my sight I wipe mine eyes whilest they outstrip me quite Yet doubt I not but that his royall minde Holdes me excus'd although I come behinde How can that heart loyall to him appeare That for Eliza cannot shed a teare He knowes her losse what subiect doth not mone Would do the like by him if he were gone And those that wash her tombe with their salt teares Do wish him many many happie yeares Now my blacke plume's to red and yealow turnd And now I ioy as fast as erst I mournd My sorrowes all lye buried in her tombe Heart leape for ioy for now King Iames doth come Come Englands hope come hither merrily Bring with thee many yeares of Iubily The Locusts that did wish Eliza dead At thy names sound suddenly vanished O if thy name had power to daunt them so Most royal King what would thy presence do Thy lineall right banisht dissention Thy princely vertues wrought this vnion Our heartie praiers sent before to meete thee Wish thy good speed our eies do long to greete thee Those whom Elizaes losse wounded to death Thy glorious name hath giuen a second breath The Merchant traffiques still without disturbe Th'artificers or trades-men feare no curbe Of malecontent Papist or Libertine Next vnto God great King the praise be thine The earth is till'd in peace the ground is drest Each vnder his owne vine in peace may rest Thy princely wisedome or thy rightful claime My infant Muse dares scarce presume to name This hath a riper penne alreadie donne And made apparant as the midday Sunne For that the spacious world full wel doth know Thy selfe heroick Monarch best can show The Princely Poet and the Poets Prince That name thou art acquainted with long since Thy many vertues also are proclaimed Thy iustice and thy fortitude are named As peerelesse mongst the rest happie our land When fortitude and iustice take in hand To guide the helme nay thou maist challenge all Foure kingdomes and foure vertues cardinall Thy kingly vertues thou a King canst tell No other can declare them halfe so well When Dauid teacheth Salomon his sonne Feare God my childe and liue as I haue donne O happie is that land when Kings so teach Where vertue by example they do preach My Muse weepes teares of ioy in hope to proue Dauid doth raigne the man whoÌ„ God doth loue King Iames doth raigne whom God doth loue so much God loues them still whose loue to him is such Now Saturnes golden times wil come againe And now no vice our coÌ„mon-weale shall staine For as the King to good or bad doth frame His life the people imitate the same Thy England now doth like a longing wife Expect thy comming then she hopes no strife Should dare disturbe her quiet all with one accord Wish to behold their King their dread liege lord And I amongst the rest of meanest place Throw vp my hat and say God saue your Grace FINIS Ad Detractores Inuidus alterius rebus macrescit opimis SNarle on and spare not Curres will snarle by kinde Momus to carpe at needs must something finde To striue with such is labour spent in vaine Though an Asse kicke I will not kicke againe VVould any know who t' was did write this booke He that ne're thought so many should ore-looke His eight houres follie yet now hopes to finde Kinde censure of each well-deseruing minde Trusting his Maiestie will pardon grant Accept good will beare with his Muses want H. S.