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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A15040	A mirror of treue honour and Christian nobilitie exposing: the life, death, and diuine vertues, of the most noble, and godly Lorde Frauncis Earle of Bedford, Baron Russell, Lorde chiefe Iustice, [and] Iustice in Oier, of all the Queene forrests, [and]c. ... Who deceased at Bedford house, the xxviij. of Iune. 1585. AEtatis suæ. 58. Wherevnto is adioyned a report of the vertues of the right valiant & worthy knight S. Frauncis, Lord Russell, sonne and heire apparant of the honour and good giftes of the sayd right noble Earle, who vpon a daye of truce was slaine, by a treacherous strategeme of the Scots, the 27. day of the said month of Iune. The report of George Whetstone, Gent. a faithfull seruant of the sayd right honorable Earle.	Whetstone, George, 1544?-1587?	1585 (1585)	STC 25342; ESTC S111688	14,333	24

4 My Muse is bound by seruice zeale and loue The spight of death and fortune here to showe The Sire Sonne whose soules are crownd aboue With ethers corse posses the earth below Untill the daye of Christe his glorious showe By natures corse the one bereft of breath By fortunes spight the other brought to death 5 First of the first that Earle of Bedford hight A gratious Lord as euer lui'd on earth A Counseller and of the Garter knight Right honorable in vertue lore and birth Image of Grace and goodnes here on earth Whose life may be a Mirrour for the best Whose death nay life proclaimes his soule at rest 6 His purple rohe doth show his honor sound His armed sword the metle of his hart His forward leg in S. Georges Garter bound A token is of courage and desart His Counselers place to valour ioyneth Art His loyall truth aboue the rest doth shine His Godly zeale may well be cal'd deuine 7 His mourners clothd in harts as sad as weedes His vertues blasd for few bad men bemone Among the rest his charitable deedes with his sweete soule to Abrahms brest are flone The poore dismayd crye out that he is gone Whose sights and teares their eyes do scald or blind as men past hope his like againe to finde 8 But to discribe this gratious Lord at large His birth life death his gifts and godly feare For Homers pen or Virgils ware a charge Whose vertues firme beseemes the noble peere As Honors Grace within his brest to beare His perfect life the best devines might teach What workes become the holy words they preach 9 First of his birth which in his actes appeare By oft decents a Gentleman he was Ten worthy Squiers the Russels Armes did beare To Knights likewise decended of the race And through desart which hath the hyest place His noble Sire in Henries eye a pearle Clim'de by degrees vntill he was an Earle 10 Eight Cotes he bare which hereditare were The Russels first of all men knowne his owne Delatowres the next a Westerne heire Muschamp the third a Northerne Baron knowne Herringham the fourth a neighbour of his owne Frewxmer the fift from Worcetshire which came Wise was the sixt in Devonshire long of name 11 Deriu'd from Truth and lawfull Pedigrewe These former six his noble Father bare The other too were to his Mother dewe Sabcote she hight Inheritrix and heire With Saint Marke ioynde both in Northampton shire Long thus he was as I haue sayd before A Gentleman and Caesar was no more 12 And sith his howse is built of Honer now You well shall see the ground worke to be found Aduaunce I graunt to weake desart may bow And weaker Grace the building may confound But this strong forte is raisde on noe such ground The noble Lord first Earle of all his race The ground-worke layde by Vallor lore and Grace 13 He did not mount as some men with a starte Vallor him proud a Scevola to be Baronde he was on tryall for desarte Through wisedome then he climed by degree King Henries eyes did iudge as well as see Who with these roomes and Garter did him staule Lord Preauy zeale and eke Lord Admirall 14 Edward the sixt of Christ endeme the pearle For seruice great and loyalty vnstainde Created him of Bedford then the Earle Who still confest these guts by God he gainde And blest of God his vertues all remainde as ioynde vnto the honnor he begonne Unto this Lord the noble Earle his sonne 15 Gods wisedome oft euen from the Iawes of death Saues those whome he to worthy charges caule Throwne in the deepe he gaue to Moyses breath At Lycaonia Stonde he did reuiue S. Paule That there escapes might cōfort thraules in thraule To shew his strength and for a thousands good The Lord this Lord preserued in the stood 16 In tender yeares where one Instruction might Grafte lore and grace which make the noble shine His vertues blasde so cleare in all mens sight As by the same a number did deuine What frutes would grow vpō those bloomes in fine At eighteene years when youth would wāder far This Lord was stayd tooke a chardge in war 17 The West doth know the valour of his hart The Rebels strong he nobly did dismaye The people since haue honord his desart His Syre and he did bring them to obaye And euer since haue kept them at that staye His deeds were knowne by Iustice Trueth zeale To God his Prince and to the Common Weale 18 His holy zeale he builded on Gods word In all his pompe the Pope he did defie When Mary rain'de and bishops rul'de the sworde To cut him short who all his Acts did eye A godly feare his loyall truth did trye His seruice then and hye regard therefore Doth Papists teach their Princes to adore 19 Yet eare I showe his seruice vnconstrain'de I neede must showe how hardly he was vide A Prisoner with the Lord Rich he remainde Till papists had his actions all pervide Which fauteles were but he reuenge resusde He layd his wrong not to his Countries chardge But heaping trueth did sheild her with his tearge 20 Well armed with a stout and loyall hart At S. Quintins he seru'd with proper charg● There needs no trompe to sounde his hye desart Truth bydes the push vnarm'd with shield or targe Malgre his foes his merits were so large As that the Queene esteemde him with the best And made him then lieutenant of the We●t 21 The trust was great but far more great his trueth Yet he profest the faith he did before When as he saw the Clergie voyde of ruth Wherin their rage they seamde a Forest Bore And Christians blood they dronke vp more more He grieu'd to liue where as such Tyrants rainde Yet loyally this bitter Crosse sustainde 22 To trauell then his noble minde was set Which knowledge sought to do his Coūtrey good Abroade his port such noble praise did get As Princes when his fame they vnderstood They honord him by all the meanes they could God did him shield in spight of all his foes And yet he liu'de vnder the Pope his nose 23 Abroade he did not as our papistes doe In practise ioyne their Countrey to confownde Although his Queene were to gods word a foe He neuer wrought that she should be vncrownd No no his faith and honour both were sound Who oft had read and did regard it well That Tyrants were no warrants to rebell 24 No Tyrants are the scourges of Gods Ire Sent from aboue to chasten sinne below But as the Rod the father throwes in fire If in his sonne he sees that grace doth grow The soueraigne God with Tyrants dealeth soe Their rules are short and long his mercies raigne When as he sees that we our sinnes refraine 25 England doth know my censure to be

iust When God from heauen our patient bondage eide The Papists hope he soone consumde to dust Queene Mary dy'de euen in their whottest pride Then downe did fall their pompe of evry side The Image then of Plenty Power and Peace His mercy sent whose raigne the same encrease 26 This noble Lord vpon this blessed chaunce In Counsell sate among the grauest Wights His care was set the Gospell to aduaunce His zeale out shinde the Papists taper lights To do good deedes were set his whole delights His noble howse of Conscience seemd a Court Such heapes of men for succour did resort 27 While fortune smilde he did not like the world Bye vild serach craue gape are gaine could fall Behinde his backe these worldly Ioyes he whurld He fixt his eyes vpon Gods Church in thrall Which he too free set hand hart purse and all His bordes were spred his gates wyde open stoode For Pastors pure which ministred heauenly foodee 28 The Idle Dronne the forme that onely had He thought vnmeete to take a holy charge But some saye though the minister be bad Gods word is pure which we must make our targe I say no les and yet they roue at large A Diamond keepes his vertue set in bras But set in Gold it hath a perfect grace 29 Gods word is pure though preached by the Deuil The holy Ghoste yet seldome comes in hell Without whose gift mans nature is most euill Much like a foole that bytes the bitter shell And leaues the nut the barke not tasting well The multitude of perfect iudgement barde The Preachers words so by his life regard 30 This noble Lord this grocenes did perceiue That simple men Iudge by the outward face And therefore did his benefices giue To such as had both learning gift and grace Would God the like ware seene in eury place The God of Heauen should be glorified then Euen by the workes the liues and lights of men 31 Although this Lord was honord by the sword His wisedome iudg d that learning was deuine Which to aduaunce his bounty did afford Allowance great as if he had a mine 〈◊〉 Schollers poore in whome good gifts did shine In mournfull Cryes he both his eares bestowde His purse wide ope a fruitefull pitty showde 32 To show he bilt his acttions of the Lord Not as the most on fortunes smiling cheare He chose Che sera sera for his word Gods will shal be in heauen aboue and heare The Thunder bolte the strongest towres teare The lightning flash consumes the house of reede And plagues do raigne vpon the wicked seede 33 What did become of Caesars clyming head Of Pompeis rule and Alexanders raigne A light account so soone as they were dead Yea they whose mindes a world could not cōtaine With much a doe a seemely Tombe did gaine Their conquestes great returnde and waxed lesse For nought may stand but what gods hād doth bles 34 The Plow in vaine is set into the ground Unlesse the seede God blesseth with encrease The bilding of the wicked is vnsound Although of bras he frameth euery peace Yea sinketh oft before his owne disseace This Prouerbe old doth profecie his fall Though man propose yet God disposeth all 35 This noble Lord that hath both seene and read The Rules and Raignes y t Time did sinke shake That euen those men that fortune most had fead That liu'de like Gods their leaues as mē did take And haue no name of whom ten thousands spake By his Poesie in true construction then Gods power showes ore all the works of men 36 And that the Lord might all his labours blesse His chiefest workes his temple was to bilde To comfort those that languisht in distresse Such to receiue as Tyranny exilde To cloth and feade the widdow and her childe On these good deedes which holy men may name This Godly Lord did build his forte of fame 37 Caesar oft sayd he gloried most in this Vnto his friend he neuer was vnkinde And oft forgaue his foe that did amis Two worthy gi●ts beseeming Caesars minde Which in this lord his vertues brightly shinde For to his friend none could more fauour show Nor none that liu'd that more forgaue his foe 38 This gratefull part though many I could show Among the rest a good remembraunce Gods will this Lord into the Theames did throw A waterman did rush among the waues And by Gods ayde his dangered life he saues Whose ayde this Lord did nobly then reward And afterward to multiply regard 39 The thriftles man by some vnhappy corse Offended in a veniall cause of death The law did pas This Lord then tooke remorse On him that once his life did helpe to saue In lewe whereof his perdon he did craue And afterward that he might truly liue This man he did a yearely pension giue 40 Ambition wrath enuy and disdaine Haunt Princes Courts and doe the most enthrall But none of these his honor once could staine Like to the snaile he neuer clymde to fall No wrathfull moode his wisdome could appaule On worldly pride he fixt no enuious eye Nor scornde the poore where he good gifts did spye 41 Although he liu'd in fauour of his prince He neuer rose by any mans disgrace His actes so iust as Enuy did convince To noble to craue for to inrich his race Ready to giue and gaue in evry place On Honour he and Uertue made his stay And neuer faund where fortune bare the sway 42 His wisedome knowne in many a cause before Right meete his prince and Cōmō weale to serue Her maiestie by him did set much store And to say trueth no man could more deserue Who with a charge from which he did not swerue In noble sorte as seemde so sad a chaunce Went to Condole the King his death of Fraunce 43 His honor thus by noble actions grewe And all was grace in which he was attir'd At home abroade in peace and warre most true Aboue his hart his vertues farre aspir'de And crownde him with more praise then he desir'de The Scottish traines did axe a trusty eye Then through the North with speed this lord did hie 44 Of Barwicke he the Gouernour was made In which hye charge he ruld without suspect The Souldiers old he did re●resh and ayde Who well deseru'de he nobly did respect Who did offende he mildely did correct With Iustice he did euer measure Grace Which made him fear'd th●ough loue in evry place 45 The deadly foode that thirsteth after blood His wisedome in those parts appeased much The hollowe Scots that seldome wisht vs good Would often saye there neuer gouernd such Tride by his foes his vertues bid the tuch And truth to say generall was the song Th'earle of Bedford did neuer Person wrong 46 In Scotland when that in our soueraignes place He Cristened the seemely Scottish King He did the