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Astraea's tears an elegie vpon the death of that reverend, learned and honest judge, Sir Richard Hutton, Knight.
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Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.
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Wing B4256; ESTC R24219
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'l strive who shall enjoy the Buckler first But cheerfull is my Panthea and desirâ⦠To feed her fancy with diviner fires It cannot her sweet disposition please To twit her last Choice with abilities Of her fiââ¦st Husband Such discouââ¦se sayes she Tasts more of lightnââ¦sse then of modestie Her actions are all noble and her speech So full of gravity as it may teach The antient'st morall Dame how to behave Herselfe both for the ââ¦orld and the Grave Admit she be no Helena of Greece Whose beauty wrought that tragicall increase Of Princely Funeralls it was my care To set my fââ¦ncy on an iââ¦ward-faire Whose never-fading Lilli's might survive The richest piece of beauty that 's alive And in her passââ¦ge hence more sweetnesse breath Then thousand Hero's when surpriz'd by death For tell me what 's this skin-deepe beautie worth When her diviner spirit is let forth T' enjoy her freedome Where are then those Starres Whose love-attractive lights commenc'd such warres With all the Senses Sunke to such dark formes As thââ¦y are Cranies made to harbour Wormes Where those enazur'd brests which did supply With lusciouâ⦠Objects loves-enamour'd eye Teats for those slimy wormlings now to pull Which wanton fancie used once to cull Where that aspiââ¦ing front that mount of grace That dimpled chin that modell of a face More pure then Cyââ¦thia's nay ev'ry lim Where fancââ¦e bath'd her liqu'rish senses in All husht in Earth no motion to be found Unlesse by worme-sprouts shaken in the ground This outward faire then it is little worth Since it receives her tincture from the earth Whereto it must by native course returne And so enshrine her beautie in an Urne 'Las poore Vââ¦rmillion Earth how is that state Which shew'd such braving postures in her gate Resolv'd to mouldred dust where every graine Proves to the world that the world is vaine Give me that wench and I have such an One No daintie Leda nor no homely Jone Where any one mââ¦y reââ¦d each dââ¦y oth'weeke Some morall-mortall Lecture in her Cheeke Where wrinkles write deepe furrowes in her face While ev'ry rivell dââ¦es aââ¦ford a grace To her beseeming age that should we lack Climact'rick yeââ¦es within an Almanack Her rev'rend brow mighâ⦠pencile out ââ¦hat want And find an Errand for Deaths Pursevant Pray then resolve me may she not become A Silyl-Sister of our Hellicon Who can contract her browes without a loure Weare ages liv'rie and ne're looke soure Enjoy her Husband wiââ¦h a just delight And with discretion coole her appetite Feed her affection with the least of Sââ¦nse And make her wrinkles gââ¦ine a reverence Live chast to him she loves and to that line Confine ââ¦hose rich dimensions of her time Yes she or none â⦠and she it is or none Whom I 'm resolv'd to set my love upon That since my PANARETE lives in blââ¦sse My HYMENS heavenly Hââ¦mne may cloze with this FINIS Upon this Poem SOme will collect from hence they cannot chuse That I 'm espous'd so am I to my Muse. Whose presence yeelds such sââ¦lace to my life I would not change with OVERBERIE'S wife Toyes Tyres and Dressings take not her desires She feeds her fancie with diviner fires Which so enliven me when I turne to her Though I enjoy her night by night I woo her My Hymenaeall-Heav'nly Hymne is this CHRIST JESUS ââ¦s my SPOUSE and I am his That MUSE which iâ⦠not dedicate to Him Breakes her First faiââ¦h and soiles her Bed with sin Astraea's Shrine TO those who cherish Vertue or retaine The style of reall good or scorne to stainâ⦠Astraea's Liv'ry or fancy that Whââ¦ch the High Court of Honour levells at Or to their Countreys and their owne behoofe Prove in the Scale Parl'amentary proofe Who guild not Pââ¦etie with meere pretence Nor ââ¦ender judgement 'gainst their conscience We are their Praetorian Scarlet till 't wax old And value Justice more then Ophir-gold Who feare no Writs of Ease but take delight To doe the Widdow and the Orphâ⦠right Or store the Almes-baâ⦠or provide For such as have no Earthly Heââ¦pet beside Or purchase poormens prââ¦ers or leave their Heires Seaz'd lesse of acres then religious cares Or with a pure and undefiled Zeale Disturbe not peace of Church nor Commonweale Or when they sit on Seats of Justice tremble Reââ¦embring on those Thrones whom they resemble To thââ¦se this aged Shrine we reared have Will be a Lampe to light them to their Grave From whence such precious Odours shall take breath As may perfume their Ashes after death Obiit Feb. 26. Anno Domini 1638. â These Couâ⦠mighâ⦠have ãâã in ãâã for ãâã he kn * A vaste Magazin of Bilis with other Law-Engines Clozing with tho Stanzââ¦'s of fââ¦mo ãâã What though â⦠Jade his Masters fury fee Hee yeelds t spoile be cause he wanted heeles â * Being ââ¦st austere observers of that ââ¦ncient Decretall touching Abstiââ¦nce and Contiâ⦠in Lent ââ¦port for ãâã * So as justly might he be distinguished â⦠personallâ⦠dignifide with thesâ⦠Titles The Poor mans paââ¦ron the Justimaâ⦠patterne the Oââ¦phaÌ pââ¦rent hââ¦s Countrey 's patriot ââ¦ut ââ¦h ' Silvââ¦r ââ¦d is roke the ââ¦inders ââ¦ile ââ¦nd he ââ¦anslated ââ¦om this ââ¦ble vaile ââ¦ounts â⦠that ââ¦gh Praeââ¦rian ââ¦here true lisse ââ¦ecomes is Baile is Judge is ãâã is This w compos the verâ⦠sââ¦me m ning hâ⦠dyed Were a prompt legist lawlesse to his foe Hee 'd say Aquinas never taught him so Discââ¦ssit ââ¦b orbe Sââ¦telles Pauperiâ⦠beu clamaÌâ⦠iââ¦opes * Those men all goodnesse in their brests compile Love goodnesse for berseife not for her Style Musâ⦠* Non tuâ⦠tuba sonat nee inanior aura coranat Dextera quod tribuit ãâã referre nequit * Vespera bona Phoebi eorona ib. Sainct Dunstons Vid. ãâã Annivers 5. Obiit Decemb 16. An. Dom 1639. ââ¦he sixt ââ¦ares ãâã True ââ¦yes her ãâã ãâã in ââ¦e thââ¦d ãâã ãâã expostulation with the Calidonian Nation * Meani his Espcâ⦠sall witâ⦠the Heliâ⦠nian Muâ⦠to whosâ⦠ãâã ââ¦onour ãâã addresse this ââ¦eavenly ââ¦ym