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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A42529	Charity triumphant, or, The virgin-shew exhibited on the 29th of October, 1655, being the Lord Mayor Day.	Gayton, Edmund, 1608-1666.	1655 (1655)	Wing G407; ESTC R4423	2,453	10

CHARITY TRIUMPHANT OR THE VIRGIN-SHEW Exhibited on the 29th of October 1655. Being The LORD MAYORS DAY LONDON Printed for Nath. Brooks at the Angel in Cornhill 1655. To the Right Honourable Alderman DETHICKE Lord Major of the City of LONDON My Lord VIEW the Roman State under which Government soever you please whether in the beginnings under many happy KINGS or in its change from Monarchy to Democracy or in its little resurrection to Aristocracy under the Marian and Scyllan Tyranny or then in its exaltation into Empire and absolute Soveraignty you shall alwaies find every Age and sort of Governours adorning and exemplifying their severall Authorities by Anniversary Shewes and Pomps to the People who are naturally pleas'd with such Gleames and Irradiations of their Superiors and gaines at once Honour to the Magistrate and effects content to the People The severest and in other matters most rigid Policies or Common-wealths to wit the Spartan and Lacedamonian and Athenian smooth'd the rugged Front of their power in this Punctilio and reason of State and Plato and Aristarchus and Aristides though never so just never so strickt indulg'd alwaies these Ingratiations to the People It is the publike Banquet whereunto you invite the Commons of the City who expect and rejoyce alwaies to see some of their money spent upon themselves and so for Recreations and other Permissions of Supream Governors it was alwaies thought a peice of prudentiall and warrantable license and wise dispensation to let the people spend their own time and some of their money where they pleas'd especially in innocent and delightfull diversions I cannot here set forth the reason of the late extinguishing these Civick Lights and suppressing the Genius of our Metropolis which for these Planetary Pageants and Pretorian Pomps was as famous and renouned in forraign Nations as for their faith wealth and valour The Ingenie Artifices Mysteries Shewes Festivals Ceremonies and Habits of a State being amongst the Decora and unseparable Ornaments of it Take away the Fasces and the Consuls are no more feared but scorn'd Let fall the Noble Sword of the City in any place and you are sure the Mayor has there no Priviledge no Livery no distinguishing of Societies and Fraternities no Caps in daies of old no Prentices no Truncks no Citizens no Robes no Judges no Maces no Magestrate And so for Anniversary Shews and harmelesse and merry Recreations without a moderate permission of them very little content to the multitude Right Honourable I therefore being the Son of a Citizen Congratulate this Return of the City-Gallantry and manifestation of her severall Splendors in your Majority to your honoured self it being most proper that the lost Beauty and Magnificence of the place should be restored by One if I mistake it not a brother of the prime Company and therefore most fit to lead that so it being begun in the Virgin society it may like Vestall fire never go out And because the Scenicall Contrivement Pageant Bravery is but an Ephemeron or Diurnall birth and issue of one day and so Exit till the next yeare Poetical fancy do's beg leave to supply that defect and to inlarge the glory of your day my Lord to the period of your year And because many a far off will be glad to heare what they could not see and some would willingly retaine and keep what this day was seen by them This short Poem shall be to those that saw it a Remembrancer or representation and to the remote Wel-wishers of the Cities honour a written Pageant or Pegma Metricum and so I address my self my Lord to your Virgin whom I shal labour to make as famous as your Honour has made her Dowagable and by this Paper-work to give a procession unto your Nobleness and Piety beyond the Demeans of Cheapside Your Honours Servant Emd. Gayton NO more let Perseus Noble Story Carry away the publike Glory Nor let Andromeda the fairt With this our Virgin Starre compare Nor Let St. George though Englands Saint Of his Grand Legend longer vaunt Nor let the Maid whom Dragon green The fairest Monster ever seen For killing Maids and such prey stealing If we may credit Doctor Heyling Let not that Maid nor any other Alwaies except the Virgin-Mother Stand in so great Italicâ As Do's the Virgin of this day That Virgin Sacrifice that dy'd With Vaile unvailed and Zone unty'd Iepth Upon her Fathers Oath ill made And worse perform'd aside belayd And that of Iphigenia If those be two they must give way And Lipsius-Virgin in his Gown Is by our Virgins Dresse put down Alas his Gown could nought procure Criticks and Poets still are poore See how she rides See how she comes Alarum'd in with Fifes and Drumms Not Venus with the bribed Winds Blowing her Hair the Snare of minds And all her fluttring blind array Of Cupids that fore-run the way Not in her richest Pearly Shell Nor yet Proserpina for Hell When the great Lord of wealth her love Did all the Intrals of his Earth improve To catch the not so taken Maid In's Ebon Carre made Light afraid And richest Stones benighted day Did so much Gallantry display As when our Virgin and her Pages The Pride of this the talke of Ages That are to come did passe the street In Satten all from head to feet ' And every Virgin who stood by ' Wish'd secretly O would that I ' Were of the Mercers Company The sight was rare but envious clouds The glorious day in showrs beshrowds And Winds in Malice or in Love To sport or court her highly strove Avaunt you hollow Issue of the Earth And Mountaines vast unruly Birth Play with our Navall sights and tosse The Ci•y Barges in the Thames The Barges there's the smaller losse Prostrate your selves before that Barge That carries now the Cities Charge Those red white streamers now are come And do command you to be dumb The Lord Mayors Barge Or if you'l blow your breath dispose To fill them like the red white Rose That all the Asure Thames may tell The Mayor is comming by the smell All the rest of the Barges in blew Will you not cease then Canons rore And fire them off from Lambath shore The Winds they are but foure and you Are thirty strong in open view Thirty Canons went off Gunner the Lintstock straight prepare And we will thin foule winds to aire Or if our Virgin do desire Wee'l turne you all from aire to fire When so translated you will be More like unto Virginity For Rain and Earth and Winds are gross But rarified they lose their drosse Then you will proper Convoys be For this great Act of Charity Which is of Love a gratefull strife To deck a Virgin for a Wife And by the Trophies of an houre To make her a perpetual Dower ' Which makes the Virgins who stood by ' Wish heartily O would that I ' Were of the Mercers Company FINIS