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A73293 A nevv lachrymentall and funerall elegy: or, a distillation of Great Brittaine's teares, shed for the vnexpected and sudden death of the tresvertuous and most glorious Prince Lodovvicke, Duke of Richmond and Lenox Who departed this transitory life, at his chamber in White-Hall, on Munday morning, being the 16. day of February 1624. being the same day appointed and intended by him to haue attended and gone with our soueraigne lord, King Iames; Prince Charles his Highnesse, and other the nobilitie, in robes of scarlet, to the honourable House of Parliament, which by reason of his death, was then put off till the 19. day of February following. Tailboys, Samuel. 1624 (1624) STC 23657; ESTC S124894 5,333 15

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●nglish As is to me and all his friends a crosse When I and they doe see so great a losse Great LOD-O-VVICKE his weeks through al the yeare In care and loue to Brittaine did appeare Graue wise iust true a mirrour of mankinde In Vertues goodnesse which flowed in his minde For publike good and for his priuate fate Did load each weeke with loue and lordly state ●udouicus la●ne LVDOVICVS could say I play with strength His recreations comely at Bowe length And shot his arrowes long from arrow-head With strength with skill til dart of death strook dead He like a Ionathan that vsde his skill Compared ●o Ionathan Dauids true friend To prosper Dauid from the wickeds will Of Sauls abroad that secretly doth dart To wrong the life of truth in our Kings heart Who euer yet with Harpe of Peace hath plaid To please such Sauls their rigour to haue laid From cruell wrongs of Countrey and of blood Palatinate So neere him wrong'd by Sauls that is not good This Ionathan for such car'd not at all Though they were Kings as cruell as was Saul But freely friendly thus his life and daies Spent in loue of s King wife and friends alwaies Mourne Heau'ns for one so high and true to King Mourne Earth for him whose praise on earth did ring Mourne Brittaines all for Peere of noble fame Whose true respect to you and truth did frame Drop Eies and Pen mourne with them that moūrne Royal bloud For losse of Richmonds Duke so highly borne Yet borne to die and dies to liue for euer So as his worth and praise to die will neuer Whose royall bloud to King though borne in France And by Kings loue in Scotland had substance Of three languages Of honours due as his deserts brought forth Till Brittaines glory brought him of more worth All three their Language from each place he had Hon'ring this Land as we of him were glad So comely Courtly bred of French we finde Indu'd by birth by Armes and Language kinde And now hath left his names Integritie Vnto a brother of the same sinceritie The new Earle March Duke of Lenox Earle March now Duke transporteth so his name As earth and heau'ns doe glory in their fame Being so like of Nature Grace and parts Deserues like loue and honour from all hearts GOD. The Heaun'ly Steward which commandeth Kings Lodowicke Steward Lord high Steward And calleth all his Stewards to reck'nings In life and death to him all must account For things here done what ere it doth amount Our Steward high whose life and loue was iust That high and low did faithfully him trust Is now from Stewardship of Name and Place Called to God for a more higher grace Of honours due Princes Co●onet Crown'd so in Angels sight Though Natures grace Death shew'd his mortall spight So suddenly to shorten his sweet daie In worldly Stage where all our liues are Plaies Whose Sceane hath end in better Ioyes to rest My joy 's for him that he is euer blest Then Noble Duchesse Francis Duchesse grieue not for your crosse Beare 't patiently though it be heauy losse That by the tryall of your patience You being Gods his loue yeelds recompence To Faith to Grace by King by Prince and Friends All ioynes in one and Grace and Honour lends Some Natures griefe cannot well patience beare But Womens ornament puls off and teare Which should not be but for to wipe Christs feete When teares doe wash them by Repentance meete Yee liquid eies mourne not for him in dust His Soule 's in Heauen to joy therefore yee must So wisely now Steward your owne griefes care As they with griefe breed not your mindes despaire Duke Rich-mon●● Though Richmonds riches of this world is gone With him heau'nly riches remaines alone With Highnesse Greatnesse and true beautie there Although next Christ he left his beautie here A Princesse high noble good and vertuous A Duchesse wise of comely grace and beautious Yet now his beautie doth with Angels sing As rich in loue still to his Doue and King And shines aboue the Sunne in brightest glory As member fit for Gods eternall Story Old Duke of Le-nox LENOX departed consters Night of life A sodaine darkenesse made to King and Wife That shall ne're see his day of life againe Till they to him shall goe for such like gaine Earle of New-castle For he as Earle hath early got the hold Of a New-Castle strong where he is bold ' Gainst sinne and Satan sicknesse griefe and smart By Diuine power resists them all apart Together bent they cannot him withstand New-Castles force so high on Mount doth stand Lord of Scotland And he as Lord hath one which is aboue him As he was Lord so many were below him All his Baronies and his Lordships place His titles great haue now farre greater grace Those shew'd desert commending Lenox loue To Soueraigne Grace whose merits well did proue And found in Scotland and in England to Where he such loue and honour obtain'd so In number sixe in one Had titles 12. and sixe in other If any Lord deserues it 't is his Brother Knight of Garter With whom for Wisedomes loue I doe here Quarter To gaine the George and Englands Noble Garter To weare with HONI SOIT QVI MAL'Y PENSE Since name and fame doth carry the like Sense Of Steward and Duke Earle Lord and Baron Though he some places had on the Maron Of Scotlands Admirall and Chamberly'n Lord. Admirall Chamber●ain of Scotland Which our King IAMES did place him both therein And now as Admirall floates aboue the Sea Of stormy waues and of the biting flea I meane of Death whose Chambers are of earth And bites vs here to drinke our blood and breath All this and more to speake I might be teller Of his true praise as Priuy Counseller Who was so lou'd in Country Citie Court That where he came he had a good report Of high and low Kings priuy Counceller ●f England ●r Scotland all wish'd his life might last To see him sit in Parliament and grac't For good of King his Countrey high and small Roab'd with Skarlet as Nobles so had all ●he Parlia●ent did re●yce him In Parliament-House appointed was his place His time and day was come for publike grace The Commons they came and thought to greet him The Peeres and Nobles there thought to meet him The Bishops ready to offer Incense sweet For him and all to offer Prayers meet But he himselfe was turn'd the Sacrifice And turn'd them all to sorrowes weeping eies Both King and Prince our Commons and our State Did stay as though they came his Hearse to waite Or were so summon'd here to meet his death That ouer-ioy'd this day and gaue vp breath Like Simeon Like Symeon that hoped for Englands good thereby Lord let thy seruant part Now I haue seene this day which joy'd my heart Christs loue to me and land which rob'd his on back For Parliament in Heauen where is no lacke Of Honour Beautie Riches and true Fame Since he is Christs and Christ is his by name Where Grace and Names and Honours all in one Agrees with Saints though we like Saints do moane And mourne in all degrees following Hearse With Trumpets sound and Heralds to rehearse All which is said may be so from his Name Construed true from 's Latine Anagram LVDOVICVS STVARTTE est VIRTVTE DVCTO SALVS Such Ioyes the godly doe in death attaine That death 's no losse but a Coelestiall gaine For dying in the Lord they dying liue And for their life he doth a better giue Here 's for your comfort then he liu'd in feare Of God and Heau'n and now he liueth there FJNJS