A PANEGYRIKE CONGRATVLATORIE TO THE KINGS MAIESTIE Also certaine Epistles By SAMVEL DANIEL Carmâ—â— aiâ—â—t quisquis carmina digna gerit A PANEGYRIKE CONGRATVLATORIE TO HIS MAIESTIE 1 LO here the glory of a greater day Then England euer heretofore could see In all her dayes When she did most display The Ensignes of her powre or whenas she Did spread herselfe the most and most did sway Her state abroad yet could she neuer be Thus blesst at home nor euer come to grow To be intire in her full Orbe till now 2 And now she is and now in peace therefore Shake hands with Vnion O thou mightie State Now thou art all great Brittaine and no more No Scot no English now nor no debate No Borders but the Ocean and the Shore No wall of Adrian serues to seperate Our mutuall loue nor our obedience All Subiects now to one imperiall Prince 3 What heretofore could neuer yet be wrought By all the swords of powre by blood by fire By ruine and destruction here is brought To passe with peace with loue with ioy desire Our former blessed vnion hath begot A greater vnion that is more intire And makes vs more our selues sets vs at one With Nature that ordain'd vs to be one 4 Glory of men this hast thou brought to vs And yet hast brought vs more than this by farre Religion comes with thee peace righteousnes Iudgement and Iustice which more glorious are Then all thy Kingdomes and arte more by this Then Lord and Sou'raigne more than Emperor Ouer the hearts of men that let thee in To more than all the powres on Earth can win 5 God makes thee King of our estates but we Do make thee King of our affection King of our Loue a passion borne most free And most vn-subiect to dominion And know that England which in that degree Can loue with such a true deuotion Those that are lesse than Kings to thee must bring More Loue who art so much more than a King 6 And King of this great Nation populous Stout valiant powrefull both by Sea and Land Attemptiue able worthy generous Which ioyfully imbraces thy command A people tractable obsequious Apt to be fashion'd by thy glorious hand To any forme of honor t' any way Of high attempts thy vertues shall assay 7 A people so inur'd to peace so wrought To a successiue course of quietnesse As th'haue forgot and O b' it still forgot The nature of their ancient stubbornnesse Time altred hath the forme the meanes and brought The state to that proportion'd euennesse As t' is not like againe t' will euer come Being vsde abroad to draw the sword at home 8 This people this great State these hearts adore Thy Scepter now and now turne all to thee Toucht with as powrefull zeale and if not more And yet O more how could there euer be Than vnto her whom yet we doe deplore Amidst our Ioy And giue vs leaue if we Reioyce and mourne that cannot without wrong So soone forget her we enioyde so long 9 Which likewise makes for thee that yet we hold True after death and bring not this respect To a new Prince from hating of the old Or from desire of change or from neglect Whereby O mightie Sov'raigne thou art told What thou and thine are likely to expect From such a faith that doth not haste to runne Before their time to an arising Sunne 10 And let my humble Muse whom she did grace Begge this one grace for her that now lies dead That no vile tongue may spot her with disgrace Nor that her fame become disfigured O let her rest in peace that rul'd in peace Let not her honor be disquieted Now after death but let her Graue inclose All but her good and that it cannot close 11 It addes much to thy glorie and our grace That this continued current of our loue Runnes thus to thee all with so swift a pace And that from peace to peace we do remoue Not as in motion put from out our place But in one Course and do not seeme to moue But in more ioy than euer heretofore And well we may since thou wilt make vs more 12 Our Loue we see concurres with Gods great Loue Who onely made thy way thy passage plaine Leuel'd the world for thee did all remoue That might the shew but of a let retaine Vnbarr'd the North humbled the South did moue The hearts of all thy right to intertaine Held other States imbroyld whose enuie might Haue fostred factions to impugne thy right 13 And all for thee that we the more might praise The glory of his power and reuerence thine Whome he hath raisde to glorifie our dayes And make this Empire of the North to shine Against all th'impious workings all th'assayes Of vile disnatur'd vipers whose designe Was to imbroyle the state t' obscure the light And that cleare brightnesse of thy sacred right 14 To whose reproach since th' issue and successe Doth a sufficient marke of shame returne Let no penne else blazon their vglinesse Be it inough that God and Men do scorne Their proiects censures vaine pretendences Let not our Children that are yet vnborne Finde there were any offred to contest Or make a doubt to haue our kingdome blesst 15 Bury that question in th' eternall graue Of darknesse neuer to be seene againe Suffice we haue thee whom we ought to haue And t' whom all good men knew did appertaine Th' inheritance thy sacred birth-right gaue That needed n'other suffrages t'ordaine What onely was thy due nor no decree To be made knowne since none was knowne but thee 16 Witnesse the ioy the vniuersall cheere The speeede the ease the will the forwardnesse Of all this great and spacious State how deere It held thy Title and thy worthinesse Haste could not poste of speedy anywhere But Fame seem'd there before in readinesse To tell our hopes and to proclaime thy name O greater then our hopes more then thy Fame 17 What a returne of comfort dost thou bring Now at this fresh returning of our blood Thus meeting with th'opening of the Spring To make our spirits likewise to imbudde What a new season of incouraging Beginnes t'inlength the dayes dispos'd to good What apprehension of recouery Of greater strength of more abilitie 18 The pulse of England neuer more did beate So strong as now nor euer were our hartes Let out to hopes so spacious and so great As now they are nor euer in all partes Did we thus feele so comfortable heat As now the glory of thy worth impartes The whole complexion of the Common-wealth So weake before hop'd neuer for more health 19 Couldst thou but see from Douer to the Mount From Totnes to the Orchades what ioy What cheere what triumphs and what deere account Is held of thy renowne this blessed day A day which we and ours must euer count Our solemne festiuall as well we may And though men thus court Kings still which are new Yet do
region of your selfe remaine Where no vaine breath of th'impudent molests That hath secur'd within the brasen walls Of a cleere conscience that without all staine Rises in peace in innocencie rests Whilst all what malice from without procures Shews her owne ougly heart but hurts not yours And whereas none reioyce more in reuenge Then women vse to doe yet you well know That wrong is better checkt by being contemn'd Then being pursu'd leauing to him tauenge To whom it appertaines wherein you show How worthily your Clearenesse hath condemn'd Base malediction liuing in the darke That at the raies of goodnesse still doth barke Knowing the heart of man is set to be The centre of his world about the which These reuolutions of disturbances Still roule where all th'aspects of miserie Predominate whose strong effects are such As he must beare being powrelesse to redresse And that vnlesse aboue himselfe he can Erect himselfe how poore a thing is man And how turmoyld they are that leuell lie With earth and cannot lift themselues from thence That neuer are at peace with their desires But worke beyond their yeares and euen deny Dotage her rest and hardly will dispence With Death that when ability expires Desire liues still so much delight they haue To carry toile and trauaile to the graue Whose ends you see and what can be the best They reach vnto when they haue cast the summe And recknings of their glory and you know This floting life hath but this Port of rest A heart prepar'd that feares no ill to come And that mans greatnesse rests but in his show The best of all whose dayes consumed are Eyther in warre or peace conceiuing warre This Concord Madame of a wel-tun'd minde Hath beene so set by that all-working hand Of heauen that though the world hath done his worst To put it out by discords most vnkinde Yet doth it still in perfect vnion stand With God and Man nor euer will be forc't From that most sweete accord but still agree Equall in Fortunes inequalitie And this note Madame of your Worthines Remaines recorded in so many Hearts As time nor malice cannot wrong your right In th inheritance of Fame you must possesse You that haue built you by your great desarts Out of small meanes a farre more exquisite And glorious dwelling for your honoured name Then all the gold of leaden mindes can frame S. D. TO THE LADY LVCIE COVNTESSE OF BEDFORD THough virtue be the same when low she stands In th' humble shadowes of obscuritie As when she either sweats in martiall bands Or sits in Court clad with authoritie Yet Madame doth the strictnesse of her roome Greatly detract from her abilitie For as inwalld within a liuing tombe Her handes and armes of action labour not Her thoughts as if abortiue from the wombe Come neuer borne though happily begot But where she shath mounted in open sight An eminent and spacious dwelling got Where shee may stirre at will and vse her might There is she more her selfe and more her owne There in the faire attyre of honour dight She sits at ease and makes her glory knowne Applause attends her hands her deedes haue grace Her worth new-borne is straight as if fulgrowne With such a goodly and respected face Doth vertue looke that 's set to looke from hie And such a faire aduantage by her place Hath state and greatnesse to doe worthily And therefore well did your high fortunes meete With her that gracing you comes grac't thereby And well was let into a house so sweete So good so faire so faire so good a guest Who now remaines as blessed in her seate As you are with her residencie blesst And this faire course of knowledge whereunto Your studies learned Lady are addrest Is th' onely certaine way that you can goe Vnto true glory to true happines All passages on earth besides are so Incumbred with such vaine disturbances As still we loose our rest in seeking it Being but deluded with apparances And no key had you else that was so fit T' vnlocke that prison of your Sex as this To let you out of weakenesse and admit Your powers into the freedome of that blisse That sets you there where you may ouersee This rowling world and view it as it is And apprehend how th'outsides do agree With th' inward being of the things we deeme And hold in our ill-cast accounts to be Of highest value and of best esteeme Since all the good we haue rests in the mind By whose proportions onely we redeeme Our thoughts from out confusion and do finde The measure of our selues and of our powres And that all happinesse remaines confind Within the Kingdome of this breast of ours Without whose bounds all that we looke on lies In others Iurisdictions others powres Out of the circuit of our liberties All glory honor fame applause renowne Are not belonging to our royalties But t'others wills wherein th' are onely growne And that vnlesse we finde vs all within We neuer can without vs be our owne Nor call it right our life we liue in But a possession held for others vse That seeme to haue most in t ' rest therein Which we do so disseuer parte traduce Let out to custome fashion and to shew As we enioy but onely the abuse And haue no other Deed at all to shew How oft are we constrained to appeare With other countenance then that we owe And be our selues farre off when we are neere How oft are we forc't on a clowdie hart To set a shining face and make it cleere Seeming content to put our selues apart To beare a part of others weaknesses As if we onely were compos'd by Arte Not Nature and did all our deedes addresse T'opinion not t'a conscience what is right As fram'd b'example not aduisednesse Into those formes that intertaine our sight And though Bookes Madame cannot make this minde Which we must bring apt to be set aright Yet do they rectifie it in that kinde And touch it so as that it turnes that way Where iudgement lies And though we cannot finde The certaine place of truth yet doe they stay And intertaine vs neere about the same And giue the Soule the best delights that may Encheere it most and most our spirits inflame To thoughts of glory and to worthy ends And therefore in a course that best became The cleerenesse of your heart and best commends Your worthy powres you runne the rightest way That is on Earth that can true glory giue By which when all consumes your fame shal liue TO THE LADY ANNE CLIFFORD VNto the tender youth of those faire eyes The light of iudgement can arise but new And yong the world appeares t'a yong conceit Whilst thorow th'vnacquainted faculties The late inuested soule doth rawly view Those Obiects which on that discretion waite Yet you that such a faire aduantage haue Both by your birth and happy powres t'out-go And be before your yeares can fairely guesse What hew
of life holdes surest without staine Hauing your well-wrought hart full furnisht so With all the images of worthinesse As there is left no roome at all t' inuest Figures of other forme but Sanctitie Whilst yet those cleane-created thoughts within The Garden of your innocencies rest Where are no notions of deformitie Nor any dore at all to let them in With so great care doth shee that hath brought forth That comely body labour to adorne That better parte the mansion of your minde With all the richest furniture of worth To make y'as highly good as highly borne And set your vertues equall to your kinde She tells you how that honour onely is A goodly garment put on faire desarts Wherin the smallest staine is greatest seene And that it cannot grace vnworthinesse But more apparant shewes defectiue partes How gay soeuer they are deckt therein She tells you too how that it bounded is And kept inclosed with so many eyes As that it cannot stray and breake abroade Into the priuate wayes of carelessenesse Nor euer may descend to vulgarize Or be below the sphere of her abode But like to those supernall bodies set Within their Orbs must keep the certaine course Of order destin'd to their proper place Which only doth their note of glory get Th'irregulare apparances inforce A short respect and perish without grace Being Meteors seeming hie but yet low plac't Blazing but while their dying matters last Nor can we take the iust height of the minde But by that order which her course doth shew And which such splendor to her actions giues And thereby men her eminencie finde And thereby only do attaine to know The Region and the Orbe wherein she liues For low in th' aire of grosse vncertaintie Cofusion onely rowles Order sits hie And therefore since the dearest thing on earth This honour Madame hath his stately frame From th'heau'nly order which begets respect And that your nature vertue happy birth Haue therein highly interplac'd your name You may not runne the least course of neglect For where not to obserue is to prophane Your dignitie how carefull must you be To be yourselfe and though you may to all Shine faire aspects yet must the vertuous gaine The best effects of your benignitie Nor must your common graces cause to fall The price of your esteeme t'a lower rate Then doth befit the pitch of your estate Nor may you build on your sufficiency For in our strongest partes we are but weake Nor yet may ouer-much distrust the same Lest that you come to checke it so thereby As silence may become worse than to speake Though silence women neuer ill became And none we see were euer ouerthrowne By others flattery more than by their owne For though we liue amongst the tongues of praise And troopes of soothing people that collaud All that we do yet t' is within our harts Th'ambushment lies that euermore betraies Our iudgements when our selues become t' applaud Our owne abilitie and our owne parts So that we must not onely fence this forte Of ours against all others fraud but most Against our owne whose danger is the most Because we lie the neerest to doe hurt And soon'st deceiue our selues and soon'st are lost By our best powres that do vs most transport Such are your holy bounds who must conuay If God so please the honourable bloud Of Clifford and of Russell led aright To many worthy stemmes whose off-spring may Looke backe with comfort to haue had that good To spring from such a branch that grew s'vpright Since nothing cheeres the heart of greatnesse more Then th'Ancestors faire glory gone before TO HENRY WRIOTHESLY ERLE OF SOVTHAMPTON Nonfert vllum ictum illaesa foelicitas HE who hath neuer warr'd with misery Nor euer tugg'd with Fortune and Distresse Hath had n'occasion nor no field to trie The strength and forces of his worthinesse Those partes of iudgement which felicitie Keepes as conceal'd affliction must expresse And only men shew their abilities And what they are in their extremities The world had neuer taken so full note Of what thou arte hadst thou not beene vndone And onely thy affliction hath begot More fame then thy best fortunes could haue done For euer by aduersitie are wrought The greatest workes of admiration And all the faire examples of renowne Out of distresse and misery are growne Mutius the fire the torturs Regular Did make the miracles of Faith and Zeale Exile renown'd and Grac'd Rutilius Imprisonment and Poyson did reueale The worth of Socrates Fabricius Pouertie did grace that Common-weale More then all Syllaes riches got withstrife And Catoes death did vie with Casars life Not to b'vnhappy is vnhappinesse And miserie not t' haue knowne misery For the best way vnto discretion is The way that leads vs by aduersitie And men are better shew'd what is amisse By th'expert finger of Calamitie Then they can be with all that Fortune brings Who neuer shewes them the true face of things How could we know that thou could'st haue indur'd With a reposed cheere wrong and disgrace And with a heart and countenance aslur'd Haue lookt sterne Death and Horror in the face How should we know thy soule had bin secur'd In honest councels and in wayes vnbase Hadst thou not stood to shew vs what thou wert By thy affliction that descride thy heart It is not but the Tempest that doth shew The Sea-mans cunning but the field that tries The Captaines courage and we come to know Best what men are in their worst ieoperdies For lo how many haue we seene to grow To hie renowne from lowest miseries Out of the hands of death and many a one T' haue bin vndone had they not bin vndone He that indures for what his conscience knowes Not to be ill doth from a patience hie Looke onely on the cause whereto he owes Those sufferings not on his miserie The more h'indures the more his glory growes Which neuer growes from imbecilitie Onely the best compos'd and worthiest harts God sets to act the hard'st and constant'st parts Nam vbi cupido diuitiarum inuasit neque disciplina neque artes bonae neque ingenium vllum satis pollet It is iust a hundred yeares since the Lady Margaret was married to IAMES the fourth King of Scots Est Iupiter omnibus idem Ferdinand king of Castile The king of Hungarie Difficultatem facit doctrinae Necessitas est lex temporuâ— A remedie for defending ill causes