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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B03696	[An elegy on the death of the most illustrious] Prince Henry Duke of [Gloucester], [third brother to] our most gracious soveraigne [King] Charles the Second, who deceased [this present] life the 13th. of September 1660.	Howard, Thomas, 17th/18th cent.	1660 (1660)	Wing H3007; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[55]	1,531	1

〈…〉 ELEGY On the 〈◊〉 of the Most Illstrious PRINCE HENRY DUKE of GLOUCESTER Third Brother to our most Gracious Soveraigne Lord KING CHARLES the Second Who Deceased this present LIVE the 13th of September 1660. TOGETHER W●●● 〈…〉 ●●●…tation of all his Vertues and Religious Acts Prudent Counsells and ●●●●ely Behaviours both in the R●●lm of England and beyond the Seas 〈…〉 Sacred Flame What Glorious light 〈…〉 that left the World in such a fright 〈…〉 all were in a doubt 〈…〉 when his Soul went out World was 〈…〉 Glory Of such an O●●entiall pearle we know Angels Injoy'd him while we Mourn below For such a sweet and Lovely losse as he Youngest of years did Blush in his Maturity Whose Fragrant smiles Crimson coloured Cheek In primest of beauties all might far go seek And still will say not finding such a one The prime Cornation of the Gardens gone The Earth surrender'd him he was to sweet An Orient Fabrick here with us to keep For Angells themselves in Heaven they Made composition to take him away For whose rich Vertues sweet Society Need must they Crown him with Immortality O blessed Prince who thought thy Coronation Had been so near in this thy Transportation Unto a Heavenly Kingdom all doth know But could not we have Crown'd thee here below Heavens said nay to that and with Applause Advanct thy Soul to sweet Halelujahs Heavenly Harmonies Angelical Praise Circle thy Throne in most Glorious Raies Of Triumphant Graces amongst the holy Dieties Whose wonderous Vertues and Godly Pieties Exceeds a Solomon the world doth know That such a tender Branch could vertue shew In such abundance and of such a prize The Worlds too little for to Equalize His admirable parts he had of late Which could give Counsell to a Church and State To all good things by Nature did Incline He sprung from such a good and Godly Vine Of Royall Decent and Linage of a King Peace Vertue and Religion well Grounded in His Sacred Flames no lesse Divine then bright That Heaven it self unto him took Delight And in an instant open'd on each side That through the Aire most gently down did glide A Curious Chariot of Azur cullered hew That Cherubins and Ceraphins most glorious drew Guarded by Angells Everlasting Smiles Clouds of Auroras culler bore the Wheeles Whereon their Heavenly Banners did display To take this seemed Diety away And made a Coronis of Stars to be His mortall Crown unto Eternity An Earthly one was not for his behoof Else Heavens did not think it good enough For to adorn him with an earthly praise Or wreath his sacred Head with laurel bayes No no to Heaven he must soon depart And leave a Mournfull Realm without a Heart His losse with forrow doth the Land involve But that the Royall State is not dissolv'd O● he that truly would Mourn for such a Man To find him tears should drain the Ocean And leave no more in 't with a grieved heart Then one Ararat under Noah's Ark But can tears cease us or complaints renew This Vertuous Prince that Heavens will not doe Except Celestiall then his purity Transcends the crystall apple of the eye So then if grief by no means can revive 'T will be so happy to keep Fame alive And say blest Prince of everlasting praise Thy Country gloried in thy youthfull daies O glorious Heavens why wert thou so prone To extract his immortall Soul from us so soon That we more fuller all may here declare Our plaints we should lay by our tears which are Too weak for such a loss we now should slack With a just sigh the center and awake The spirit of Grief that so our Ancients may Make our love known in what we mournfull say Wee 've lost our Prince a glorious light we miss The very of-spring and the root of Jess Which in the highest Heavens now in shrouds All immortality above the Clouds Of eternall blessednesse O! may we find Joy in those Royall Branches left behind Since that Divine providence hath it so Let grief befriend us that we all may grow Rich in thy Vertues and be Noble bent To Honour thy Relicks in thy Monument So ending in thy glorious splendid luster Of Thrice Renowned HENRY Duke of Gloucester Tho. Howard LONDON Printed for W. Gilbertson