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A53879	Verses by the University of Oxford on the death of the most noble and right valiant Sir Bevill Grenvill, alias Granvill, Kt. who was slain by the rebells at the battle on Lansdown-Hill near Bathe, July the 5, 1643.	University of Oxford.; Birkhead, Henry, 1617?-1696.	1684 (1684)	Wing O989; ESTC R18022	30,066	120

wrote a Letter to his Majesty wherein he confirmed to him under his Hand what he had Promised and Agreed in his Treaty with your Lordship viz. That he would Employ all the Power he had to set the King upon his Throne and that without Conditions This Letter was delivered to his Majesty at Breda by your Noble Brother Mr Bernard Granvill If ever Letter were wellcome to a Prince this had Reason to be so since it contained no less then a humane Assurance that his Majesties Travels were at an End and that the time was come that Allmighty God would Restore him to his Crowns Kingdoms from which his Majesty was so long so Unjustly kept by most Bloody Usurpers Your Lordship is not only happy in the Conscience of your own Actions and Virtuous Examples of those who are gone before you but in the most hopefull Prospect you have of your Descendents For my Lord Landsdown treading in the Steps of his Brave Ancestors hath been already Courting Honour in the Wars of Hungary where he hath distinctly signalized himself in all those great Occasions particularly at Kornenberch where the Duke of Loraine Defeated Twelve Thousand Spahyes in a rase Campagne at the Releiving of Vienna which was Besieged by an Army of Two Hundred Thousand Combattants At the Battel of Baracan where the King of Poland his whole Army had been Certainly lost if the Duke of Loraine with whom my Lord Lansdown then was had not come in turn'd the Day at the very instant that fortune was Declaring for the Infidels lastly at the taking of Gran the Second City of the Kingdom and now he is retnrn'd Home with Laurells a lasting Monument of his Achievements being Dignified with the Quality of Count of the Empire and Honoured to bear his Paternal Coat of Arms upon the Roman Eagle But it is an Epistle My Lord that I am writing and not a History and therefore I will Conclude humbly Intreating your Lordship to give your Patronage to these Verses which I Conceive I have some Right to Dispose of since by the fate of Survivorship they belong to me who am the only man Living of All those Names you find here Except one Right Reverend Lord whose Obliging consent is Obtain'd to this Edition And therefore I cause them to be Reprinted and Consecrated to the Immortall Memory of your most Noble Father as the greatest Testimony I am able to give your Lordship of the Honour I have for you your Family Desiring further your Lordships Pardon for Presuming to Reprint and Bind in One Volume together with the said Verses a Letter from his Late Majesty the Royal Martyr to Sr Bevill Granvill your said Noble Father and another with his said Majesties most Gracious Parent to the County of Cornwall with his Present Majesties Warrant given to your Lordship at Brussells for your Signal Services already Printed in the History of his Majesties Restauration and a particular account of his said Majesties Grace and Favour to the Loyal Towns Burroughs within the Dutchy of Cornwall upon your Lordships Favourable Mediation for your Country-men Together with the relation of that Famous Sea-fight of your aforesaid Great Grandfather Sir Richard Granvill Written by the incomparable Sir Walter Raleigh I am From the Inner-Temple Nov. 1. 1684. My Lord Your Lordships most Humbly Devoted Servant Henry Birkhead TO THE MEMORY of Sir BEVILL GRANVILL IT is not He. I 'le not believe mine Eye He that could never Fear can never Dye Dust Sweat and Bloud mixt in that Face conspire To say 't is GRANVILL Trust 'em not The Fire That warm'd his Brest was Vestall Star born Light Flame that no Ocean Day that fear'd no Night It is not He. But weeping Truth says 'T is That Corps of Glory can be None 's but His. So hovers Valour o're that Brow so yet As after Tempests empty'd Clouds still Threat Terror leaps from those Eyes and Rebells Run The Souldier lives still though the Man be gone The Man Courage said More But Honour sitting With Fame in Councell found it far more fitting The World should know him Mortall that he Fought On equall terms that to the Field He brought Nothing Impenetrable but his Mind Knew Danger and despis'd it Since we find Cowards Secur'd Act Valour All else than Speaking Him more Death was to prove Him Man Then when as a Destroying Angell sent To Mow a Guilty Nation down He lent Blow's like to Whirl winds LANDS-DOWN saw Him Stand Not with a Pike but Thunder-bolt in 's hand GRANVILL against an Army He being one Cannon Horse Foot Himself So Fixt and grown Unto the Hill H 'had Gain'd and now made good That like another Hill or Rock He stood Fort to Himself and Us Stronger then all Cow'rds Love Loose Steep Mountain Wood Wall Whence His Sword Chas'd them once his Blood do's still Sprinkling the Ground and Hollowing the Hill Where since Drops shed from such a Loyall Vein Rebellion ne're shall dare set Foot again Thomas Masters IS GRANVILL dead or Valour is it He Hath left this World or is it Loyalty Alas both Dye with Him both leave us how Shall none survive but Traitorous Cowards now Good Heav'ns forbid by them the knot 's unty'd Both by his Patern Live both in his Person Dy'd Robert Grave COuld I report Great GRANVILL or repeat Thy famous Actions in thine own stout Heat Could I write as Thou fought'st the World might see Perhaps some Picture of thy Deeds and Thee And thus inspir'd from thy bold flame my Verse At once would come forth rapture and reherse But as those ravish't Prophets who of old Sick of their God and much too frail to hold Their strong Inspirer first felt trance then spoke And utter'd Answers which from Labours broke So meeting Things too high to be exprest I find my self whilest I describe opprest Thou dost at once possess and hinder still Risest and multipliest between my Quill Still bring'st new various Matter to my Dress Which still begins and still shows Endlesness So Homer strove with his Achilles who Should bravelier write or who should bravelier do So what at first He meant an Ode and Song Swell'd to a Work and Story ten years long And what at first was destin'd to one Shade Spread in the Writing and prov'd Iliade Had'st Thou like Others fought by Rule and Line Who call it Valour Wisely to decline Assaults and Dangers and maintain that there Can be no Fortitude where is no Fear Hadst thou beleev'd that They who do ingage Themselves beyond relief fight not but rage Or that when men beyond a mean do stray Their Fury's only Valiant not They We on thy Temples now had planted Bays And Thou had'st liv'd to hear and feel thy Prayse But Thou did'st scorn such Rules and call'dst such Laws Arts how to blemish and desert a Cause Countedst those false whom Others do count wise And their discreet Fear order'd Cowardice Far