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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A28579	Poems lyrique, macaronique, heroique, &c. by Henry Bold ...	Bold, Henry, 1627-1683.	1664 (1664)	Wing B3473; ESTC R18476	68,353	258

Now custom summons me with every man As springs pay Tribute to the Ocean To make Returnes and offer at that shrine Whence I derive that all I dare call mine And as in duty bound should thither come Not with a single gift but Hecatombe See the Stenography of Dearth and Scant Some want no store and I no store of want And can but this advantage gain thereby To priviledge my down right Poetry Oh could rime pay my scores or make amends I 'de have such verses at my Fingers Ends As without byting Knuckles should distill H●d I steadily my Wit at will Till mounted●n ●n the spreading wings of Fam● You should triumphant ride your vast name Be Eccho'd till it had reacht either Pole And so become immortal as your Soul Or were I rich but this age will not yeild More Argent to me then my Griffon's Field Or could he with his display'd Sable Wing As Pegasus did once create a Spring Which like Pec●olus with it's silver streams Should stil bring fresh supplies to mine extrems Had I this wish my Chief should never view A Moyle but Argent and imbordur'd too But oh this will not do no stock can serve To Pay or Praise you so as you Deserve A Frolick to W. M. Esq Returnd from France 1. OH for a Bowle whose wide cap●cious fraught Was never fathom'd by a Poets draught To welcome Moyles return I 'de drink it up Of thanks the day should be of grace the cup. 2. I 'de court the driery Sea-gods now to send Their Ocean in a frolick while each friend Of Moyles shall suck it to an Ebb and they With tears of joy augment it's flow agen 3. Moyle whom so oft we fancy'd it our bowles Thy very name reviv'd our duller Souls And lent so kind a flavor to the wine It relish't good or bad as th' health was thine 4. Thou travelst not like those who only know To spit at wine to beat a drawer or so To ruffle Boot-hose-tops or pleat a Cuff Or set a Circumcised Cod-piece off 5. No thou art better bred thou went'st to view Strang manners lik'st the best learnd'st them too Our glorious envy though we cannot tell How much thou improv'dst thy parts we know how well 6. Hence at my noble Moyles return from France The winds did whistle to the waves to dance The sea-nymphs sung and seem'd to wanton more Then when the courtly floods Leander bore 7. But had they known as I how fair a shrine Thou cam'st t' adore Hero's being dull to ●hine Th 'ad snatcht thee from her while each rival she Had in her calme embraces swallow'd thee 8. Now happy pair where every mutual kiss Informs what pain it is to want that bliss The graces guard her while each muse shall be Or drunk in fancy or in Love with thee The Hang-mans Motto upon Burning the Covenant BEhold the Covenant and Kingdom quit That first set this on fire now this sets it Rebellion to the sin of Witchcraft turn'd The Covenant doing thus was therefore Burn'd The Covenant God bless us was an Oath Like a god-dam'-me to a Faith and Troth TO His Sacred Majesty Charles the II. At His happy Return SO comes the Sun after a half-years night To the Be-numb'd and Frozen Muscovite As we Britain's Influence welcome you Who are our Light our Life and Glory too Your Presence is so Soveraign counter Fate It makes alone our Island Fortunate Whilst we like Eastern Priests the night being done Fall down and Worship You our Rising Sun But As Devotes of old did use to stay Below the Font nor durst approach to lay Their Duties on the Sacred ●hrine so I Not q●alifi'd for the Solemnity Of Offering at Your Altar stand at door And wish as much as they who give you more May You live long and happy to improve In Strangers Envy in Your Subjects Love And marry'd may Your Computation run Even as Time for every year a Son Until Your Royal Off-spring grow to be The Hope and Pride of all Posterity May every Joy and every choice Content Be trebled on You what e're was meant My Soveraign's care trouble may it prove Quiet and Calm as are th' Effects of Love Last having liv'd a Patern of such worth As never any Age did yet bring forth Ascend to Heaven where th' Eternal Throne Crown You with Grace shall Grace You with a Crown St. George's Day Sacred to the Coronation of his Most Excellent Majesty Charles the II. By the Grace of God King of England Scotland France and Ireland Defender of the Faith c. TRiumphs and Halelujahs let us Sing Hallowing the Day to our three Kingdom'd King Thus Vpper-Jove once when secur'd and free From Heaven-assayling Gigantomachie Conven'd the gods at his commanding call Like Charles and 's Peers at George's Festival 'Twixt Those and These there is but one Remove Lievetenants here to the Supreme above St. George for England Andrew Dennis They Are but as Vigils to our Holy-Day A Roman Triumph is Compar'd to This A Whitson Ale A meer Parenthesis Scarce hath the lazy Sun his Circuit gone But Revolution Revolution Our King Proclam'd Restor'd and Crown'd A Year Like Plato's sets us Even as we Were Blest be the Time oh may it henceforth be Calendar'd Englands Year of Jubilie For ever Sacred to the Crown of Charles And early Fame o th' Arch Duke's Albemarles He that does claim the Ends o th' Earth his Own May boast more Kingdomes but not such a Crown A Crown which o're your fairer Temples hurl'd As Drake did once encircles all the World Thanks to th' Eternal Powers who preserv'd For You so Long what You so soon deserv'd Shame on the Vile-Vsurpers what their Source Of violence sway'd your patience won perforce When they were dy'd in grain with Royal-Blood And nothing was but as they made it good When Hell had so enhanc'd Rebellion To Kill the Heir and take Possession Oh 't is Forgiven may it be Forgot He came to 's own they receiv'd him not When we o th' Loyal in despair were hurl'd As if your Kingdoms were not of this World When doubts and horror as at Day of Doom Come Had seiz'd us all then lo Your Kingdomes See! where He 's Crown'd A King of Kings like Saul As Proper too it may be not so Tall. As Glorious as the Sun on Easter Day ●●rke like the Morning-Star does gild the Way Glocester's translated to another Sphere To Celebrate a Coronation There ● sacred Treason to His Brother Prince ●eizing His Birth-right and Preheminence ●e took Possession first receiv'd a Crown ●o●-like-to-fade an Everlasting One. ●s if the Grand Disposer had assign'd ●ternity to Heirs by Gavel-kinde But He that Wisht Himself and Heir were gods The next Son King of France as no great odds Had he but known the Wealths your Nations bear T' had been his Wish t' have Liv'd a Subject Here When the Great Lord of Light with 's fiery

Abodes Hee 'l say that Kings dwell there but here the Gods On Bold-Hall in Lancashire the Antient Seat of our Family now too like to become Extinct THat Hall from Bold did take it's Name And Bold his Name again from Hall Hath told us long from whence we Came But Lord knows whither 't is we shall To Sir W. L. Of the Parliament at Oxon Kal. Jan. THou man of Worth as free as Ayre to Friends Advancing Publique not your Private Ends. Your Countryes Wealth whose loud desert doth call To bring for New-years gifts our hearts All For now the duller sence hath understood Though God makes years new yet you make them good I therefore to y●ur crowded Altar bring My little Self and all an Offering But All this All is nothing yet although In power I ebb in will I 'le over-flow When if so mean a Present may suffice You have the offerers heart your sacrifice And so you have my New years gift but you Must give me leave ●o give one prayer too Live blest i th' lower house till mighty Jove Shall make you Peere i th' upper house above Satyr on the Adulterate Coyn Inscribed ●he Common-Wealth c. THat Common-wealth which was our Common-woe Did Stamp for Currant That which must not Goe Yet it was well to Pass till Heaven thought meet To shew both This That were Counterfeit Our Crosses were their Coyn Their God our Hell Till Saviour Charles became Emanuel But now the Devil take their God! Avaunt Thou molten Image of the Covenant Thou lewd Impostor State 's and Traffique's Sin A Brazen Bulk fac'd with a Silver Skin Badge of Their Saints-Pretences without doubt A Wolfe within and Innocence without Like to Their Masqu'd Designs Rebellion Film'd with the Tinsell of Religion Metall on Metall here we may disclose Like Sear-cloth stript from Cromwell's Copper Nose Thou Bastard Relique of the Trayterous crew A mere Invent to give the Devil 's Due Or as a Learned Modern Author saith In their own Coyn to pay the Publique Faith Heavens I thank you that in mine extrem I never lov'd their Money more than Them Curs'd be those Wights whose Godliness was Gain Spoyling Gods Image in Their Soveraign They made our Angels evil and 't is known Their Cross and Harpe were Scandal to the CROWN Had 'mongst the Jews Their Thirty Pence been us'd When Judas truckt for 's Lord 't had been refus'd Worse than that Coyn which our Boyes Fibbs do call A Scotish Twenty-pence is worth them All To their eternal shame be 't brought toth ' Mint Cast into Medals their Names stampt in 't That Charon when they come for Waftage Ore May doubt his Fare and make them wait on shore For if Repentance ransome any thence Know Charles his Coyn must pay their Peter-Pence Prima peregrinos obscaena Pecunia mores Intulit Juv. To the Lady F. C. FAir Beauteous-Eys why do you longer give My hopes that life to tell me that I live Since if Dear Fair You with a smiling eye Do throw a Dart thousands would gladly dye So wisht a Death and in the pleasing fire Of those blest flames give up their Souls t' Expire But when a frown shall cloud those shining Eyes Which yet consume their Martyr'd Sacrifice And ch●ck a lively-hope with dead despair Making a careful life a lively Care When this effect your mystick Beauties prove To make Love Conquer and yet conquer love Eyes tell me not I live since you bequeath At best a dying-life or living death Sweet lips forbear no more a treacherous kiss Shall never tempt my credulous heat to wish Those sugred baits betraying Souls to smart With flattering smiles to slay a lovers heart Though this you thought too mild a death would prove To kill a Servant with a Dart of Love And found a nearer way to Antedate My latter day with a disdainful Fate Causing those lips which made me for to know You lov'd me once now to procure my woe And to be once depos'd from love is more A death to lovers then was life before Lips say not then I live since that your breath Can speak my doom or kisses melt to Death On the Death of Mary Princess Dowager of AURANGE HAyle Graceful Mary summon'd up to be A Member Saint i th' heavenly Hierarchy For since your Virgin Name-sake's peer'd with You Our Ave-Maryes must be doubl'd too What Zeal of Glory did your highness move To rob low-countries to enrich th' Above Or was it in a Complement you fell To leave Henrietta ' thou a Paralel Was 't not enough that Gloucesters shining Star Shrunk the Pair-Royal to a Royal Pair And as Embassador to fit your State Prepar'd the wayes knowing the Path was Strait But must Oh Times more Royal Blood be Spilt To make attonement for the Subjects Guilt Thus the Lamb suffers while the Fox still thrives Heaven's Kingdome 's near 't is time t' amend our lives Curst be that Bane of Greatness a Disease That scandals Galen and Hippocrates So loathsome too the Soul would hardly own The Body at the Resurrection Here let our souls flow from our eyes in Tears Like those whose hopes are stifled by their fears Another Branch lopt from the Royal Tree And shall the Shrubs remain secure free Oh! if our Earthly gods like men must lye How like the Beasts that perish shall Vassals dye 'T is for the Nation sins a Punishment On Princes falls they 'd live if wee 'd Repent All things immortal in this Lady are But meer mortality and that lyes here Whose goodness needs no gloss to set it off Say but 't was Charles his Daughter that 's enough Oh! may her son like her live to Inherit The Mothers Virtue and the Fathers Spirit When heaven will bless it 's blessing with that good Which cannot be express'd less understood The Ages Joy and Grief Envy and Pride You could not think her Mortal 'till she dy'd The wonder of her sex lesse great than good Honouring her Name Eno●led by her Blood But Cease to Mourn A Princess never dyes But only as the sun does set to rise In brief be this inscrib'd upon her Tombe Here lyes the Miracle of Christendome O he Jam satis est O he Libelle Mar. 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