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A42838 White-hall, a poem vvritten 1642 with elegies on the Right Honourable Francis Earl of Bedford, and Henry Earle of Manchester, Lord Privy Seale : both deceased during this present session of Parliament : with an anniversarie on the timelesse death of Mrs. Anne Kirk, wife to the truly noble Geo. Kirk, Gentleman of the Robes and of His Majesties Bed chamber, drowned unfortunately passing London Bridge, Iuly. 1641 / the author Hen. Glapthorne. Glapthorne, Henry. 1643 (1643) Wing G840; ESTC R12689 10,412 25

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White-Hall A Poem VVritten 1642. WITH ELEGIES ON The Right Honourable FRANCIS Earl of BEDFORD And HENRY Earle of Manchester Lord Privy Seale both deceased during this present Session of Parliament WITH An Anniversarie on the timelesse death of Mrs. Anne Kirk wife to the truly Noble Geo. Kirk Gentleman of the Robes and of his Majesties Bed Chamber drowned unfortunately passing London Bridge Iuly 6. 1641. The Authour Hen. Glapthorne London printed for Francis Constable 1643. To my noble Friend and Gossip Captaine Richard Lovelace Sir I Have so long been in your debt that I was almost desperate in my selfe of making you paiment till this fancy by ravishing from you a new Curtesie in its patrondge promisedme it would satisfie part of my former engagements to you Wonder not to see it invade you thus on the sudden Gratitude is aeriall and like that Element nimble in its motion and performance though I would not have this of mine of a French disposition to charge hotly and retreat unfortunately there may appeare something in this that may maintaine the field courageously against Envy nay come off with honour if you Sir please to rest satisfied that it marches under your Ensignes which are the desires of Your true honourer Hen. Glapthorne White-Hall WHat Earthquake 's this that with such fury shakes My lofty Turrets from their Base and makes My marble pillars totter as they meant To sink into the Centre the event Of these strange terrours certainly must be Sad prefaces to th' book of misery Which now is opend in me every page Of which is able to affright the age To heare it read make Nature mourne and keep My Obit nay the worlds great Genius weep How vaine are humane glories why should men Repine to meet a dissolution when Even in an instant such vast frames as I Castles and stateliest marble fabricks die Nay Monarchies such as have seen the light Of the whole world the Sun rise faire and bright And set within their limits quickly have Had all their greatnesse shrowded in the grave Of that sterne tyrant Destiny who flings His various stormes on Kingdomes nay on Kings Who though they heavens immediate figures be Cannot evade this sad fatality When like loud thunder violent or the North Its sudden tempest hideously breaks forth As 't has on me who have for many yeares Out-shin'd the state and lustre of my Peeres Great Hampton Court faire Greenwich Richmond and The pleasant None-such that I seem'd to stand Equall with Lo'uure or that work of all So much admir'd Spaines costly Scuriall Who since that prince of Prelates Woolsey laid My firme foundations have as Empresse swaid O're all the Birtish pallaces and beene The constant Residence o'th'King and Queene That with their presence royall did adorne My well-built Fabrick As continued Morne Had dwelt about my cheeks whose every ray Appeard sufficient to creat new day Forth of the Chaos As if t' had begunne Here to doe Homage to the Easterne Sunne Which never more shall red with blushes rise To see himselfe out-shin'd by th' orient Eyes Of those pure Constellations that still went About me made me seeme a firmament Of moving starres and unexampled I Was held the seat where Earths best Diety Ioy'd to reside As I had beene the summe Of pleasure the worlds sole Elisium Then were the times when in my infant pride Great Henry who my buildings dignified First with that supreme honour did resort Hither entituling me his Soveraigne Court When he his conquering Ensignes did advance Over the bowels of insulting France When Turwis trembled at his fierce Alarmes Where Maximilian his Emperiall Armes The Roman Eagles bravely did display Without dishonour taking Englands pay When conquered Tournay sent his spoiles to adorne My walls for such Illustrious trophees borne Then who like me was happy when that King To me did all his mighty triumphs bring That Honours owne brow could not beast more Bayes More wreathes of Palme then in those happy dayes Grew to my temples And when silken peace Had ty'd wars surly rage up what encrease Of blessings flow'd about me then as Thames In its curl'd waves had swallowed the foure names Of those sweet Rivers that did once surround Eden and I had beene that happy ground Pregnant with Aromatick Balme and spice The first created long lost Paradise Then did the worthies of that famous Age Make me the constant the continued stage Where they did act their Revels Mirth and Sport Being the harmlesse Genii of the Court When tilts and turnaments did to the life Imitate without blood-shed wars hot strife Then gentle Love did all his Cupids arme To wound the Ladies such wounds cause no harme And struck the stubborne and more marble hearts Oth'gallant Heroes with his flaming Darts And when that King had ran his mortall race The thronging stars striving to make him place Among their weaker fires his hopesull sonne Edward whose vertues all affections wonne That little Eye of Nature the Delight Oth'Kingdome by his bloods undoubred right Weilding this Scepter did confirme to me The former Charter of my Soveraignty So did his Sister Mary though her raigne Cause fraught with trouble scarcely did maintaine Me in my wonted ornaments when she Who was the very soule of Majesty That virgin Queene whose unexampled glory Gives truth to same and miracle to story In whose pure frame as in their sphears were set The starres of Tudor and P●●ntaginet Eliza. rul'd then I began to weare A dresse of Excellence more rich more cleare And full of wonder then Fames bounty coud Ere clothe her brazen pillars in I stood The envy of all Nations then in me All blessings striv'd to make an unity Then from the whole world I did tribute take Brought into me by that great Neptune Drake Who furrow'd up the threatning Oceans face And swift as billows doe each other chace Pursu'd the steps of honours through the maine Rifling the treasures of scarce known New Spain Whose Mines and Townes he ransackt and ran on Big with a noble brave Ambition Through all opposing dangers till he ●●rl'd As t were a girdle 'bout the spacious world Then did I groan under the unvalued weight Of spoils cast on me in that Eighty Eight When that same huge Armado did invade The British Seas with terrour and displayd In forme of a vast Crescent on the flood Itselfe as if t' had beene a tall growne wood Till our small Navy did it selfe advance Resolv'd to stand the utmost storme of chance Against that monstrous Fleet that even defide Heaven in its infinite ambitious pride And boldly led on by that sonne of ●ame Our valiant Admirall noble Nottingham Gave them fierce battell then in fire did flie Like thunderbolts in lightning from the skie The deathfull bullets splitting with their stroak The knotty ribs of their tough Biscaine Oak Cracking their Masts and with their sulphurous breath Giving their Ships fresh wounds to let in death Which as they sunk