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B03235 An elegy, on the most lamented of princes King Charles the Second, our late sovereign of ever blessed memory. 1685 (1685) Wing E425; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.2[173]; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.3[31]; ESTC R36139 1,180 1

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AN ELEGY On the Most Lamented of Princes King CHARLES the Second Our Late Sovereign of ever Blessed Memory 11. Feb. 1685 4. IF Sorrow 's all we pay a Heaven-Crown'd Head The only Offering to the Royal Dead To Gracious CHARLES for all our Vast Arrears For almost Twenty Pardon'd Stiffneck't Years Oh! What does England owe in Sighs and Tears Nor bound our Griefs to Albion's narrow Shore All Europe thy Great Arbiter Deplore Whose Hand the World 's Great Scale of Empire bore Nor the Impoverish'd World alone shall weep At CHARLES's Obsequies the Mighty Deep For Dying CHARLES shall Solemn Mournings keep The Wailing Tritons on the Ecchoing Main Who in Returning CHARLES's Glorious Train Once with Shril Trumps did his Loud Triumphs play At His Miraculous Restauration Day All Shouting as the Glittering Monarch Rode Neptunes more Young but Greater Rival God Now throw their useless Untun'd Shells away And with those Tears that Funeral Duty pay Shall add New Brine to the o reflowing Sea And the Proud Waves which the Great Heroe bore Rowl Heavily along the Albion Shore And bear the Mournful Sound the Travel'd Ocean o're Bright Saint Farewell in whom all Virtues shone So God-like Great that Thou Blest CHARLES alone Hast for lost Britain more from Heaven obtain'd Then Pious Lot for the Curst Sodom gain'd Midst all the hovering Plagues our Crimes persue For thy Great Sire 's still Crying Murder due Thou CHARLES our kind Propitiator stood A Prince so Gracious so Divinely Good Thy Mercy even Aton'd thy Fathers Blood Thy Death were too Severe a Stroke of Fate Did not Surviving JAMES the Edge rebate Thy Darling JAMES thy Dearest Half before Now thy Great ALL For though thy Courser Oare In Dust must Sleep Thy Brighter Virtues still In our New CAESAR their Old Orbe shall fill Whilst a Bright Spark of thy Celestial Fire Full of thy Mighty Self shall His Great Soul inspire When Future Times Great CHARLES shall take Review Of thy Bright Fames Immortal Volumes through Thy Birth thy Fate thy Life thy Acts thy Reign All wond'rous Links of one continued Chain Are Truths succeeding Ages shall receive Amaz'd to hear and staggering to believe To see the Changing Revolutions move By the Almighty Guiding Hand above Here to behold the Royal FATHER Bleed Oh Execrable Wound Infernal Deed. Of which all Story shall a Paralel want And Hell a Pencil black enough to Paint Like Old Jerusalems Prodigious Day See Darkness spread and scatter'd Lightnings Play Hell Yawning and Religion Government Church Crown all like the unveyl'd Temple Rent Whilst the Graves ope'd and all the Loyal Dead In CHARLES His Cause in Honours Noblest Bed Rouz'd up to see that Stroke of Horrour given That Rob'd a Rebel World to enrich Heaven Here change the Scene and see the SON Restor'd A thousand bended Necks to mount their Lord. Hear the loud Joys and Hallelujahs Sound And view the Host of Glittering Guards all round Ten Thousand Angels in the Van appear And three Adoring Kingdoms fill the Reer Where such strange Turns the wond'rous Machins Play There such black Night and here such dazling Day Heaven Mighty CHARLES did in thy Race Decree To draw the Portrait of the Deity The Fathers Fall with the Sons Glory joyn'd Sure even in Thee the Mystick Shilo Shin'd His Cross thy Sires His Resurrection Thine Original None more Bright No Copy more Divine FINIS LONDON Printed By Elizabeth Mallet 1685.