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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A92027	An elegie upon the death of the right Honourable & most renowned, Robert Devereux Earle of Essex and Ewe, Viscount Hereford, Lord Ferrers of Chartley, Bourchier Lovaine, late Generall of the Forces of the Parliament of England, who deceased the 14. of September, 1646.	Rowland, William.	1646 (1646)	Wing R2073; Thomason 669.f.10[97]; ESTC R210643	1,825	1

An Elegie upon the death of the right Honourable most renowned ROBERT DEVEREVX Earle of ESSEX and Ewe Viscount Hereford Lord Ferrers of Chartley Bourchier and Lovaine late GENERALL of the Forces of the PARLIAMENT of England who deceased the 14. of September 1646. CAn Englands noble Champion ESSEX die That kept us safe from hostile Tyrannie Can he I say from us to 's dust depart Ne're to returne and we not lay 't to heart Can we whose Shield he was not sensibly Bewaile our losse of him with weeping eye O Heavens forbid unworthy Nation we Should we of his great worth unmindfull be Though he 's extinct yet let Posterity Keep up his name that did our Liberty Safely for us and them to keep expose Himselfe unsafely to the rage of Foes He prick'd the timpany of their great pride Teaching refluxes to the flowing-tide Of those that fought so for Prerogative Therefore though He be dead His Name will live He first did lay our present Strengths foundation Which prospers well t' unslave our British Nation And oft did hazard 's life in bloody fight Yet knew no quarrell but the publike right For which he forc't Foes fortitude to flight Therefore we grieve his Obsequie to write He that the Victor was is now the Prize For he which gat us many Victories Is vanquished himselfe and forc't to lye At feet of death who hath the victory See then that Prowesse though it purchase praise Purchase it cannot health or length of daies Both great and good yea valiant men must die When death impartiall strikes them they must lie In dust the passing bell will tole for them That rang erewhile the Beggars Requiem The way he 's gone is not a way untrod But is decreed by the eternall God To be the way that ev'ry man must go Aswell a Friend as he that is a Foe Death takes excize of all and his is paid His soul's at 's place his bodie 's to be laid Where they in their best judgments do think fit Who with what else he left have right to it But is there not more in good ESSEX'S death Then yet I 've said let 's feare he 's gone from th' earth As one we were unworthy of because Our sinnes against Gods sin-forbidding Lawes Have th' Almighty incens'd and made him frown And in his wrath against us to cast down This so great Pillar that he might be set In better place and there more glory get For sins we know bring sorrowes back with fears And we may now lye pickl'd up in tears For that our Patriots so fast do dye Before our peace be made up perfectly Great God! let thy offended wrath surcease Behold thy people send thy people peace Turn not so fast our Nobles into dust Be mercifull dear God as well as just If thou proceed to do as thou 'st begun We shall be drosse when all the gold is gone 'T is thou 't is thou alone didst send this Griefe 'T is thou 't is thou alone must send reliese O then recruit our losse increase our friends And so for what thou 'st done make us amends To thee alone our Sorrowes do appeale Earth hath no wound too hard for Heaven to heale William Rowland AN EPITAPH FOR HIS TOMBE ALL you who passe here by draw neere And with your tears bedew what 's here For they 've as marble eyes as hearts That cannot weep a tear in parts But like dull Stoicks quite forbeare When they do see and read or heare Who lies herein that ESSEX is The man an Earle renown'd by his Most noble birth whose father Queene Eliza had in great esteeme And he himselfe by Parliament To b'Englands Generall had consent And fought our Battells Now he 's dead Do not you rudely o're Him tread Who hath So stout a Champion prov'd And was therefore So greatly lov'd That Fame hath his victorious browes Oft duly crown'd with Lawrell boughs Who then to grieve will spare the cost That England such a Peere hath lost And that no more of that same Blood Is left to do England more good William Rowland AEtatis Suae 56 A MOVRNEFVLL CLOVD Ouer vaylinge the face of England for the sorrowfull death of his Exelence Robert Deuourux Earle of Essex and Ewe Vicout Herryford Lord Ferreres of Chartley Boucher and Louaine Lord General of all the Parlaments forces and dyed ye 24 of September 1646. BASIS VIRTVTVM CONSTANTIA Hîc jacet in tumulo praeclaro Sanguine natus ROBERTUS DAVEREUX Miles fortissimus Armis W. R. EPITAPHIUM in obitum ROBERTI DEVEREUX Nobilissimi Illustrissimi ESSEXIAE COMITIS ESSEX Castellum Patriae fortissimus HECTOR Belligerans validè generoso Stemmate natus CIVIBVS murus necnon tutela COLONIS Bellonae Conjux armatos duxit apertè Et Patriae fixus Regique fidelis in ARMIS Candida Magnificis floruerunt cuncta potenti INVICTVS stabilis necnon quo justior ALTER Haud Pietate fuit nec Bello Major Armis Vota proces lachrymas jam desine Candide Lector Invito scelere ac fortuna reposuit Altis Parce tuis lachrymis donârunt Numina CAELOS Flebilis in tumulo multi doluere Colores Epilogus Coeli animam terrae Corpus fortesque dolorem Et Mundus Nomen claraque facta ferunt XIV Calend. Novemb. M. DC.IVL Tho. Thorne Londinensis Published according to Order London Printed by R. Austin 1646.