this life enjoy a glorious Day Oh that my Dull Muse could fully expresse Rich rare transcendent future happinesse God hath in heavâ—n I hope laid up for thee E're blessed Mansion to Eternitie Mount up alost you shall to Saints above On Angells wings your blessed Soul shall fly Neere to our Saviour mounting up on high Convey'd by Angels to a place sublime Kings Saints and Martyrs there may your soul shine On the most Reverend FATHER in GOD William Juxon Arch bishop of Ganterbury His Grace Willing ever to serve your Soveraign Lord Industrious to advance Gods sacred Word Laud still the Lord that did our Soveraign bring In his due time unto his Fathers Throne Advance the Name of Jah of God alone May you shine bright like a Transcendent one Jesus the grand true Bishop of your Soul Up hath rais'd you by your Soveraign dear Xalted on high in our Hemisphear On your Royal Master you did fix your love None higher then your self did he approve When he was to suffer that fatal stroake It made your heart to bleed yea heart of Oake Lamenting sore for your Soveraigns death Like to have cost you your dear vitall breath In Jesus Christ you did put all your trust Angells still guide you till you turn to dust Mongst Saints and Angells shine among the Just Jn Troublous Times at last you liv'd to see Unto your joy his sacred Majesty Xonerated from his pain and grief Our gracious God did send him his relief Next to Gods Name let us extoll him chief Wayting long at last our Sunn did arise In radiant manner clearing our dim eyes Lamenting him whose Death they did deplore It was a Blest Time when brave Monck did bring Again our gracious Soveraign Lord and King May we due praises of our Soveraign sing Jt pleas'd our good God after many years Unto your joy being almost drown'd in tears Xalt your griev'd heart and sorrowfull minde On your Dread Soveraign Lord who was so kinde Now double joy doth spring your King to find When that sable Day and sad Night of Death Iudicious Juxon stop thy Soveraigns breath Lord what a time was then to your sad Soul Lamenting his departure did condole In grief and tears you were almost drown'd then A better happy time God hath you sent May heav'ns King crown you with most sweet content Jn heavenly things you do spend your Dayes Unto your grand King and Creators praise Xhorting Christians purely for to live Oh blessed Soul such fair Instructions give None none but Christ can our foul sinnes forgive Wisdome advanceth Men of good desert It crown 's that Man who hath a perfect heart Lord inflame your heart with holy fire Let your Affection be of like desire In place as your Grace is advanced high Angels after Death with your soul then flie Mount up aloft to highest Majestie Jnstall'd a Bishop in a blessed time Uprai's'd to honour to a place sublime Xalted may you be to place of Blesse Of heavenly Glory and Happinesse Nâ—re Jesus Christ in Robes of Righteousnesse On the most Reverend FATHER in GOD Edward LORD BISHOP of NORWICH My ever Honoured Priend and Kinsman Christ called you unto his * Dean of Christ Church in Oxen. Church again Enabling you in 's service to take pain But long you did not then continue there But in a higher Place did soon appear You reap'd a happy Guerdon for your love Both King and Kingdome did your wayes approve God guided you by his sacred Spirit After this Life Eternall joyes inherit You preacht before the Commons and our King Praising the Lord that did our Soveraign bring At last with joy unto his Fathers Throne It was the glorious work of God alone Your loyalty unto our Gracious Lord Doth now unto you great comforts afford Your healing precious Balm was well apply'd The king the happy Bridegroom to our Bride The bride this Kingdome was married at last Your Griefs and Sorrows then were everpast Oh let us to our God most handfull be That did preserve his Royall Majestie Oh how I did rejoyce to read you †Sermons before the King and Parliament Books And therein see your gracious heart and looks It did mâ— drooping spirits then revive God garde â—â—y Sov'raign keep him long alive And thaâ— his Enemies he may overcome Preserve his Ofspring till the Day of Dâ—me Let REYNOLDS then ever renowned be For 's healing Balme for Royal Sov'raignty He did prepare the Physick for to cure The Maladie which long we did indure God blesse all the happy Physicians skill That did obey Gods word and it fulfill The happy Patriots of our Country dear Which doth our Gracious Soveraign love and fear Unite their hearts in Bonds of faithfull Love Loving's Majestie and his Acts approve And being made happie with all sweet content By a brave blessed healing Parliament On my Ever Honoured Friend and Kinsman Doctor Iohn Castle Esquire one of the Clerks of his Majesties Privy Seale Iohn Gratious your name doth signify Oh! how good Names the owners Dignify Hereditus was for brave History Nathan a Prophet in Divine Mistery Casting Your Care on God hath set You 〈◊〉 Advanc'd you to former Dignitie Still by your Vertues get to honours seate The grand King of Kings make you still Compleat Laid low by Warre yet Christ hath rais'd you up Even to Dine and at last with him to Sup. Iesus of Nazareth gâ—iâ— you in your Wayes Oâ— Christ 〈…〉 full 〈◊〉 his praise H 〈…〉 high of Bless No 〈…〉 Can you Wish Constant e're in serving your Lord and God And alwaies diligent to hear his word Serving your Lord and Master faithfully The King of Heav'n and Earth you dignifie Laud God above who hath Preserv'd your life E're made you happy for a verâ—uous wife In all your troubles you were not dismaid On God you put your truâ— were not afraid Hosanna then at last may you soul sing None could you draw from your dear Soveraign King Christ gave your mind rest after so much pain Advanc't you to Honour and place Agâ—â—n Still did you wâ—â—te upon the â—and of God The Tyrants pow'r's removd his cruel Rod. Lord thou hast brought my friend for to sit down Ev'n under the Rayes of a blessed Crown Iudicious Sir I love your learned Arts On vertue grounded and Renowned parts Heavenly fire doth inflame your mind Nought can remain of Droâ—s b'ing thus refind Christ make you happie both in Life and Death Advance his glory with your vital breath Standing still firm and constant in your faith Truth to maintain and what our Saviour saith Lâ—uding the Lord in the most sadest time Even then your soul did mount to place sublime In contemplation and divinest things On things Celestial and the King of Kings High Heav'nly Raptures for to place your minde None so sweet and good on Earth as Christ to find Clouds of calamity being past away Advanc't you now to see a Halcyon day Salvator Mundi
your Creator Lose no time of Heav'n to be Pertaker In time of life think on that night of death All that are born are surely born to dy Man lives below may your soul mount on high Wealth nor honour can keep us from grim death Jewels nor gold can much prolong our breath Lord we must all drink of Deaths bitter cup Low brought by sin yet Christ can raise us up In glory bright above the starry sky Amidst the glorious Saints your foul wâ—â—l fly Mongst holy Martyrs to the Trinity Whiles I did live in heart of Oake I fear'd not death nor yet his stroake Laid low by sad event of War Lifting my heart to God above In Jesus Christ my Saviours love Advanced by his King his God Made to escape his Enemies â—od While I did live in sorrow for my king It joy'd my heart when brave Monck â—â—d him bring Lare better then never for him to raign Long live king Charles in glory to remain In health and happinesse unto the end And never â—â—and in need of earthly friend Mongst Saints and Angels after this life spend On his Sacred Majesty CHARLES STUART King of ENGLAND c. Christ now hath brought you to your fathers throne Heav'n hath his soul to you we make our mone Aâ—rs and armes with him are gon to grave Royalty remains yours his Crown to have Lord after this life bring your soul to bliss Eternal Joy and endless Happiness Saints robes put on of Christ his righteousness Soaring aloft by Meditation Truth to maintain and Reformation Up ready to uphold Gods word A gracious King and Soveraign Lord Right just and good in word and deed Tyrants power by your hand is freed Calamities are past and gone Heav'ns pow'r hath fixt you on your Throne Arts now embrace let Warrs depart Rejoyce in God with all your heart Let Heav'ns King guide you in your wayes Eternally your good God to praise Sanctity you will practice all your dayes Sweet influence dear Lord doth flow from thee Truth Peace Love heroick Clemency Unanimous Providence Gods Decree Again to raise your sacred Majesty Raising You up above your Family To do service for your grand King on high Cares and great Troubles do attend a Crown Heav'ns King protect You put your En'mies down A happy chang we have now liv'd to see Royal king Charles in perfect Majestie Let us lift up our hearts to God on high Ever to blesse praise and perform his will Serve our dread Sov'raign be obedient still Sanity from your blest hand doth proceed The gentle touch of your fair hand doth breed Unto the sick Patient quick cure and ease A happy Cordial for so sad Disease Royal Kings have such vertue in their touch The like no other man can do so much When our happy Parliament did ordain To fetch our blessed Soveraign home again And valiant Montague pointed to bring The Person of our royal gracious King The royal Fleet committed to his hands To wait him home who ruleth divers Lands Grief did then vanish and soon passe away Then did begin our happy Halcion Day On that Mirrour of loyaltie and admired Gentlewoman Mistress Jane Lane His MAJESTIES most faithful humble and obedient Subject Jane gracious your Name doth signifie A good Name doth the Owner dignifie Nature and rich Grace did contend in thee Ever to comfort royal Majestie Loyalty and faithfull love thee did invite A gracious Lane a comfort for to be Nature and Grace did in you take delight Even to live or dye for 's Majestie Jngenious Lane you did your wits awake Add greatest vigour for your Sov'raigns sake No wit nor pâ—licy you did omit Endeavours of your own proper and fit Lanes numberlesse are in Great Britains Land Amongst them all none did more firmly stand None in fair England better could accord Enter a way to please her sacred Lord Judicious Jane thy wayes were firm and good An honourer still of the Royal blood Nights may seem pleasant for to tell of thee End and begin of 's Blessed Majestie Led on by Angels for to guide thy way Above most Names may Lane bare the sway No Night approach but be a Halcion Day E're for your carrying your Dear Lord away Jn sorrow and in joy I 'le bear my part And love my Sov'raign with my soul and heart No worldly thing shall part my loyal love E're to maintain and still to him approve Laud still that Name that holy Name of God Abide in Vertue shun his ' venging rod None None but Christ did that brave Martyr say Eternity crown you on your last day Jnspire your heart with knowledg and with grace Attend at last to see thy Soveraigns face New shall your Name and actions then be found E're for to praise and make his Praise resound Lament you did for your good Lord and King Adventured your life him safe to bring Nere to the sea his Person to convey Expecting him to rule another day Jane was that blessed name gave me my life And being in the World t' enjoy a Wife Nature and Grace caus'd her my life to save Ere comforted me and kept me from grave Least in my infancy I should perish A Nurse did provide me for to cherish Nature being weak made choice of a Nurce Ev'n me to luckle though to me the worse A blessed Jane did our dear Father feed In a sad time when 't was of greatest need The happy Father of my Native Land Who firm in his faith did for ever stand As he was firm and constant to the Lord And carefull to obey his sacred Word So did the Lord in his due time provide A faithfull valiant Champion him to guide And to conduct unto His Fathers throne Where all sad hearts are heard who make their moan Our wise Solomon doth hear Cause just Do righteous things before he turn to dust God grant him Nestors years yea long to live And many Godly Acts and Lawes to give God make my Sov'raign happy in a Wife Vertuous firtile grand comfort to his life Give him a royal and most faithful Queen As ever was in fair great Britain seen Master JOHN DANVERD for your precious lines Valu'd in part equal to golden Mines I will in praise and honour of you write Which of our Soveraign did such things indite Thou dost recount his dangers that are past Of your royal Master and King at last Which doth now give the Nation great content That dâ—d in th'acting make him to lament To see at that time his disastrous fate Brought low by fatall war his Princely â—â—tate But God in mercy did at last him bring To be our Soveraign Lord and Gracious King John Gracious your name doth import On things divine thy thoughts resort Heav'ns glory thy soul mounts to see Night of Death past in joyes to be Dan one of Jacobs blessed Sons An Angel will thy soul convey Nature subdu'd Grace bears the sway Verd waxing green in vertue bright Eternal Day
Men God will advance continue your rare Name Let Angels sound the Trump of thy great Fame Soladine after all his brave Conquests past Carryed but a Shirt unto his Grave at last God blesse the King 's High Court of Parliament That they may love and act with joynt consent When that your Gracious Soul away shall flie The Glorious Angels guide it to the skie When that your body shall be laid to sleep In Mother Earth your dust most safe shall keep When Crowns and honours shall turn to an Urn May Glory after Death be your Return On that Worthy Accomplished Gentleman Mr. Thomas Mayhew TRanscendent Mayhew for your royal Lines Writ with a quill pluckt from an Angells wing Shall flourâ—sh and wax green in future times For writing the welcome of our dearest King Who is the Fountain of our Bliss our All His Royal Person high Emperiall Of brave Mayhews Writing let 's take a veiw So rich so rare and of so fair a hew Mount up rare Mayhew get Promothean Fire To warm thy wings and mount high by desire Thou dost bestir thy golden nimble Pen To exhilerate the sad hearts of men Thy hew is glorious in the Moneth of May The Flowers then are fair fresh look full gay Flowers then are sweet pleasant rare and new Nones fairer have expressed then Mayhew His dainty Fancy and his golden Pen Doth eqâ—â—l if not exceed most of Men Thy Noble Spirit it doth soar alost Christs precious blood thy pure soul dearly bought Thy Genius is sublime and mounteth high Thy blessed Saviour will thee dignifie Thy Muse doth soar up high and elevate Thy thoughts are profound and do contemplate On things sacred sumpt'ous rare and divine which shall continue as long 's Mortal time Maynewâ— is brave sublime and royal Pen Doth â—eetly please delight the hearts of Men. His Thâ—am is high and lofty is his Spirit Which one Day will the spacious Heaven inherit Long may you live to write on divers things On high Jehovah and the state of Kings High Matters do well become thy brave Pen To solace rich Saints and the best of Men Mayhew doth fill he minde with wonders great In writing in such manner brave compleat The more thou dost extol and praise my King The more I will thee praise thy goodnesse sing My weak Pen cannot expresse thy rare worth A Homer or Lucan must it set forth In perfect Colours and thy Noble hew Who can expresse and write like brave Mayhew The very lustre of thy famous Name Shall still preserve thy rare and Noble Fame Let Angels sound the Trump of thy high praise For to continue beyond length of Dayes Let Time be weary for to measure times So long or longer dure thy Famous Lines Let Angels sing the praises of your Verse Which I weak man not able to Rehearse I wish and pray that long long thou mayst live More Royal Verses to my Soveraign give Upon the Sight of King Charles the II. his Picture at the Honourable Colonel Sr. JOHN DRAKE Knight and Baronet his House at Trill in Devon IF that the Shadow doth the minde content Much more the Substance pure excellent If that the Shadow doth such Reverence move What will the Substance with dear faithfull Love If that the Shadow do but represent How doth the Substance give most sweet content Though 's hair be black yet his Soul 's white within God keep his Body safe his Soul from sin Christ our Saviour and Immortal King CHARLES REX to the highest honours bring May he be happy 'bove all Kings on Earth Eternally happy after his death I want Apelles Pencil for to limb And Homers famous Pen to paint out him His royal Head the watch-Tower of the Sences His sweet Clemency pardons great Offences His Eyes though black yet do most purely shine His Knowledge high like a Rare Divine His Eye of Providence did long foresee The Effects of Times and how they would be His precious Eares do ever love to hear Gods sacred Word which he doth hold most dear His Smelling sweet things doth revive his sences God and our gracious King pardons offences Yet to a Lover nothing smells more sweet Than Mâ—striss breaâ—h when lipâ— and hearts do meet His Taste is pure sweet with Delectation By Faith he feeds on Christ for his Salvation His Feeling's quick and all his Sences good His greatest Treasure is Christs precious blood His rubie Lips though shadowes I could kiss His Soul and Body God for ever bless His Lilly white hand I have kiss'd before And hope hereafter to kiss it once more His golden Crown doth by his sweet side lie After this life may his Soul mount on high Above the Sphears and bright star spangled Skie To live with 's Saviour Christ eternally I 'le pray that he may long and happy raign And after death in Heaven e're remain On 's sacred MAJESTIES CORONATION The blest Precursor of Reformation THis Day my Gracious Soveraign crown'd shall be And will show forth his Royal Majestie God blesse that reverend hand that crown 's our King Let us praise God that he did safely bring Him hither for to sit on 's Fathers Throne It was the handy work of God alone Famous Albemarle was the Instrument Of our royal Comforts and high Content Cncurring with the blessed Parliament God give him a happy and a blessed Boon Comfort his blest Soul Morning Night and Noon Rejoyce this Day Great Britains KING is crown'd Long may he live and ever be renown'd Oh let his Life and Glory so transcend That Every Nation may become his Friend Defend Him Lord who is Faiths Defender Strengthen Brethren and confirm the Tender Protect him Lord who art the Worlds Protector From 's Enemies and every ill Projector Famous King Charles let his Name ever Ring Royal brave Anthems to his praises sing The Nobles and the Gentry flock to see This famous far renown'd Solemnitie Oh what a Royal Stately and brave sight To see the King with 's Nobles shine most bright In Radicant manner with that luster shine With Royal Glory and with Lords Divine Royall attended with a Princely Train Not inferiour to brave Great Charlemain To that Famous Abby Our Soveraign came Bravely attended with his Men of Fame The Noble Lords all came in their order In their Rich Robes and most stately border Coller of Esses their George and brave things Fit well becoming the high state of Kings The Bells did ring Conduits run wine all rejoyce Expressing it both with hand heart and voice When he had heard a Sermon preached there He was conducted to an ancient Chair Where many Kings have been crown'd in this land God still preserve thaâ— blessed happy hand But first his brave grand Champion claim'd the Crown For our true Soveraign of so great renown They did acknowledge him to be true Heir And did conduct him to that Royal Chair Being the next great Prince of Royal Blood Who will undoubâ—ed do this
Nation good The Nobles then did performe their Duty And â—omage to their Gracious Soveraign Lord. They put their hands unto the Royal Crown And venture Life and state for his Renown The Reverend Bishops preach to him Gods Word Which he most ready is for to obey God keep his Person safe both Night and Day They present themselves at his Royall Feet His Sacred Person did them kindly greet And most lovingly did kiss their Right Cheek In gallant manner and â—n order meek A Ring 's put on as wedded to a Wife Great God of Heaven preserve him all his life Our King 's anointed with most precious Oyl May he his Enemies overcome and quail Then was the Crown put on his sacred head Let Angels guide him till his soul be fled And afterwards convey his Soul to blisse To Glory and Eternall happinesse Great Acclamations made God save the King The Trumpets sounded and with Ecchoes ring Let Bonfires blaze and Bells out loud now ring To show our Love unto our Graciouâ— King The Great and Glorious God assist my Pen To write of my Soveraign the best of Men That Rules and Raigns in Fair Great Britans Isle Let 's praise the Lord that he doth on us smile The King of Kings give Power for to write On him in home he taketh great delight No Angel will forbid quills from his wing To write in praise of my renowned Ring Some blessed holy precious Angel bright Give me a Quill from his rare Wing to write What I do for my Dear Soveraigns sake My drow sie Muse O Lord do thou awake My mind will be content my heart at ease If some fow Lines may my Dear Soveraign please This royal Solemnity being past They did return in order all at last It was a stately Sight there for to see The Nobles passe in Rank in their Degree But b'ing * 115 miles far distant cannot now relate The manner how they rode or walkt in state It was my happinesse for to see King Charles the first crowned for to be In the same manner I do apprehend Thu was perform'd and so do draw to'n end Wishing praying my Soveraign long may live More worthy Lawes unto his Subjects give Lord give my Soveraign a Vertuous Queen As ever was in fair Great Britain seen Grant him a happy Issue prosperous Raign Long here on Earth with Saints for to remain After this Mortal Crown shall passe away Give an immortall Crown ne're to decay In the higheâ—t heav'ns where the Saints excell In that blest Place may his Soul ever dwell On His most Excellent MAJESTY King Charles the Second His exspected coming to the Honourable Colonel FRANCIS WINDHAM his House at Trent WElcome Dear Soveraign welcome to Trent May it yield your Highness all sweet content Even to Admiration Astonishment At difference of the times You live to see How sad you were now joyfull may you be Let all true Subjects yeild to God the praise That did prolong Your Life with happy Dayes Behold the Place once you were in sorrow Some time to rest your felf you did borrow Your sacred Majesty made choyce then to rest With one of your faithfull Subjects lov'd you best Mr. Francis Windham of a happy Name May he e're live in honour and in Fame His heart and house reaâ—y to entertain So Gracious a Guest with him to remain A Guest above all others did excell Who wisht with you for ever for to dwell The times then were wilde dangerous and wood Windham adveutu'rd's Life to do you good Francis Free his Name doth signifie Receiving you his Name did dignifie Behold the Place that sheltred my Dear Lord Who alwayes trusted in Gods holy Word Which his Faithfull Servant did him afford In time of need and horrid Danger deep When many for your Person then did weep Your Grace kept waking whiles that they did sleep Let 's praise God who did your Soul deliver From cruel Men and bloody Oliver Your Gracious heart was sad when you pass'd by And saw an Object of Englands Tragedy Brave Noble Learned Digby's Famous Seat A Place of strength and beauty most compleat I should but Eclipse his great noble worth Weakly and lame t' expresse it and set forth There is a Famous River called Trent Where thirty Rivers are into it sent These several Rivers fall into her Flood And thirty sorts of Fish to do men good More various are the Favours of my King Innumerable Comforts they do bring From the greatest Subject unto the least Happy is he that hath so Rare a Guest No thing is wanting that may set forth Some part of Lustre of the Owners worth A Windham brave vert'ous wise did you cherish This Windham kept you that you might not perish The King of heaven highly him reward That of my Soveraign had such due regard I ne're was in the House of this brave Wight And therefore know not fully how to write Pardon dear Prince my weaknesse and accept A Mite instead of Pounds for my great Debt During my Life I will Sir dayly pray God preserve my Soveraign both Night and Day When Crowns and honours shall be laid in Dust May Your Soule live in Happinesse ' mongst the Just When Death shall put a Period to your Daies God crown your soule with wreaths of heav'nly baies On his most excellent Majesty King CHARLESH his expâ—â—ted coming to the Right honourable JOHN 〈…〉 his House at Henton S. George WElcome dread Soveraign welcome to this Place Unto a Noble Lord who loves your Grace Your Royal Father here took great Delight Pleasing his Sâ—nces and his Eye most bright Nought is here wanting that may give content Even to admiration Ravishment For wholesome Dwelling and sweet healthy Aire Few Places in the County can compare A neat compacted House in brave order Rich Pictures Hangings and stately Border Land skips and Maps for to delight the sence With many other things of Excellence Rich Curtains and sumptuous Tapestry Rare and soft Beds of Down whereon to lye Walks Water works Gardens Parks Oh brave Seat Where 's nothing wanting to make it compleat With other sumptuous stately costly things Fit well-becomeing the high state of Kings Nothing is wanting here that may set forth Some part of lustre of the Owners worth Wellcome Emperial Monarch I do say Where You do come you 'l make a Halcyon Day Shine forth bright Sol unto my Soveraign dear And show thy self now that he doth appear Within this pleasant kind of Paradice God blesse your Councellors that give advice Part of that Noble Order that attend The dew of heaven still on them descend And all the rest that do my King follow Let time and death all your Enemies swallow Let glorious Planets all then now rejoyce And we your Subjects for to hear your voice And see your sacred Person at this time Extend your Vertues 'bove a Grand Divine And eke blest Physician for to cure The Kings Evil which many do endure
doth you comfort give The Lord grant your blest soul long life to live Lord when thy servants work is done and past Eternal joyes give his blest soul at last This have I poorly drawn from your good Name Let Blessed Angels blow your Trump of Fame You have been like a Father unto me God bless your soul to all Eternity On the right worshipful and noble minded Gentleman Henry Ford Esquire one of his Majesties JUSTICES of the Peace in the County of Devon and Lieutenant Colonel to the Honorable Sir JOHNDRAKE Knight and Barronet c. High heâ—v'nly knowledge doth inrich thy mind Eternal happiness may your Soul find Not Nature but Grace doth thy Saviour please Restor'd by Christ cur'd of sinns disease Yâ—n brightness of his Glory maist thou shine Far more Transcendent than a brave Divine Ore Topps and Mountains thy Wit doth aspire Rais'd up to Heav'n By a heavenly fire Death shall not quench the flame of thy desire High dost thou mount by thy rich Phantasie Earâ—h can't turn it into an Extasie None none but Christ did that brave Martyr say Raise up thy thoughâ— live with Christ for aye Yet happy to have all things here on Earth Far more happy to have a blessed death On things 〈◊〉 thy blest Soul doth not feed 〈…〉 Divine 〈…〉 of immortal seed Death whâ—◠〈◊〉 come thou fear'st not oh beav'nly breed Wisdom and Learning doth adorn a man I mâ—kes him flourish and things duly scan Learning adorns a worthy noble mind Learning invites men to beloving â—ind It doth inrich the mind with knowledge store Adds lustre to its witt and makes it more Magnifie Gods great Name praise him therefore Could I your worthy noble parts rehearse And write the same in high immortal verse I should then to your Country then declare Your Vertues and your Learning rich and rare A mirrour to the World thou dost appear Thy Learning and thy Iudgment shineth clear Go on blest Saint in thy brave way to bliss And at the last enjoy Heav'ns happiness Lieutenant Ford One of those famous Worthies of my King God in his due time to happiness bring Eternal happiness after thy death To Gods glory er'e spend your vital breath On the Worshipfull Francis Poulet Esquire One of his Majesties JUSTICES of the Peace for the County of SOMERSET Fair may your Name be writ in book of Life Rais'd is your Soul'bove Earth and mortal strife Angells attend you both in life and death Nature bâ—ing spent yield up your vital breath Christ will call home your Soul in his due time Into his Manssion where it bright shall shine Sweet Saviour grant it so in place sublime Pondering and musing on Divine things On blessed Angells and the King of Kings Up may your Soul rise 'bove Earthly Story Lord mount it up to Eternal Glory Ended this life may your Soul mount on high There to reemâ—in to all Eternity Famous and Renow'd were your blest Ancestors Records of ' time shew forth your Progenitors A famous Author doth preserve their Name Not to be mention'd but with Trump of Fame Christ hath obtain'd by his precious merit In Heav'n a place your Soul to inherit Solace with Saints and the Holy Spirit Prudent in your actions and circumspect Oh may Gods mercy on you still reflect Up may you rise unto a Heav'nly Throne Lauding your blessed Saviour God aloâ—e E'r may you on Earth and heaven happy be Transcendent live to 's Sacred Majestie FRANCIS Free your Name doth signifie Right good Name doth the Owner dignisie And may the holie Spirit you comfort give Nurtur'd on Earth in Heaven for to live Casting your care on God and him to serve In health and sicknesse till grim Death shall come Sweetly resting in hope till Day of Dome Pleasures immortal may you e're enjoy On earth and heav'n past this vain Worlds annoy Up may your soul mount to eternal bless Lord give you true and perfect happiness Eâ—re may you shine like starr celestial bright T' enjoy the comforts of transcendent Light On Coming to the Right Worshipfull Sir COVRTNEY POLE Knight and Barronet his Court Holden at Brodwinsor in the County of Dorsâ—t the Fourth day of Aprill 1661. to take the Oath of Alegiance VVElcome to Brave Sir Courtney Pole his Court Where many Loyall Subjects do resort Come Sware With joy to be true to your King It was the hand of God that did him bring Into his Native Land to Rule and Raigne Rejoyce now Loving Friends with might and maine That the â—ing doth sway the septer of this Land Oh! be true and Faithfull to his Command Do you what good true Subjects doth befit That you may hereafter downe in Heav'n sit With Faithfull Abraham and his blest traine With Saints and Angles there for to remayne The Clouds of blacknesse Now are past away Our Soveraigne Lord hath brought a Glorious Day Let then your Loyal hearts with true Love burne After you 're sworne you may againe returne Vâ—â—o your Houses or Places Where you Dwell Wishing and praying none More may rebell Living in peace and Lâ—ving Each other Doing good not hurt to your Deare brother Let Writh and Anger cease that God may blesse And send you Everlasting Happinesse May'th the King and 's People live and so accord Truly to love and serve our gratious Lord. May the King and 's People live and agree In true Love Peace and perfect Amitie On hearing of his honoured and reverend Kinsman Edward Reynolds Doctor in Divinity consecrated Lord BISHOP of NORWICH As God hath call'd you to a Bishops Seat Long may you live and preach Gods Word compleat May your holy life give such example That your Charge o're Sin and Vice may trample May your holy life such example give That may proclaim that Christ in you do live And by his power doth foul Sin destroy And so at last enter your Masters Joy Welcome dear Kinsman to Norwich City A place rare ancient famous and pretty By your heavenly Doctrine you mount aloft And show how Christ mans sinful soul hath bought The preciousness of Faith you do descrie And mount the Soul up to Eternitie To see the face of Christ through holy Faith To behold his Word what our Saviour saith Repentance also you declare to men God bless your heav'nly Tongue and golden Pen And all your parts of Body Soul beside That you may o're a heav'nly Flock still guide To Heav'nly Cannan that Coelestial Hill Comfort the Saints with heav'nly Manna still God long continue your most happy dayes To tune your Tongue to your Creators praise Inspire your heart with a heav'nly flame As long as life continue praise his name Accept my language from a faultring Pen Who will reverence you ' mongst worthi'st men Oh happy then when holy Saints doth greet May we at lest our blessed Saviour meet And go with him into eternal bliss To have a Mansion with those Saints of his When your work is ended and
Great Britains JUBILE OR A Rural Present to his Royall Majesty my Gracious renowned and Admired SOVERAIGN Charles the IJd. OF Great Britain France and Ireland King Defender of the Faith c. In divers Panegyricks and Poems on several Objects Persons and Occasions relating to his sacred Person and Progress Si Deus nobiscum quis contra nos Rom. 8.31 By LANCELOT REYNOLDS Gent. LONDON Printed by Roger Vaughan for the Authour 1662. THE ROYAL OAK REVIVED SOME Branches thereof Illustrated AND SOVERAIGN MAJESTY PROTECTED THat Royal Oak that kept my Gracious King Continue green in Summer Winter Spring TO HIS SACRED MAJESTY Charles the II. By the Grace of God King of Great Britain France and Ireland DEFENDER OF THE FAITH c. Most Dread and Admired Soveraign THe whole world cannot parallel such a Miracle of Mercy as the Lord hath vouchsafed in your gracious and miraculous Preservation and Restoration beyond many mens expectation of your Sacred Majesty unto us your obedient Subiects and to be invested in your dear and Royal Fathers Throne without effusion of blood For which unspeakable mercy and blessing let us magnifie the grand mercy of our good God for his mercy endureth for ever and render our thankfulness from the ground and bottom of our hearts As Artaxerxes the Persian King did kindly accept of a handful of fair water from his poor Subject Sinates And another great Monarch of a handful of roots from his poor Subject So my hope is that your Royal Majesty will be pleased graciously to accept this Paper-present proceeding from the heart hand and pen of your most Loyal Subject who doth truly reverence and honour your Sacred Person Part of these poor unpolisht lines were intended against your Majesties coming to the Right Honourable John Lord Poulet of Henton Saint George within the County of Sommerset and to the Honourable Colonel Francis Windham at Trent I am truly sensible of mine inabilities to answer expectation and therefore do humbly sue for your gracious pardon I beseech the ancient of days to add many years unto your precious life The Lord make your Sacred Majesty a special choice instrument of his glory that you may reign gloriously here and have a Crown of Immortal Glory hereafter for the obtaining whereof your Majesty shall have the most fervent and hearty prayers of Your Majesties most humble loyal and faithful Subject Lancelot Reynolds The Royall famous Oak noâ— revived His Maiesties Court obsâ—ur'd for a â—ime Some constant faithful Courtiers described Both now praised be God most bright do shine FOr to begin with Wor'sters bloudy Fight It would almost amaze the World to write Where they did kill and slay without measure And car'd not for their lives but their Treasure The Fight was hot and bloudy was that day It was indeed a deadly mortall Fray Oh may we to our God most thankfull be Who did preserve our King our all in Thee 'T is beyound Mans thoughts and admiration His Escape and blest Preservation Of my Soveraignes Person and Deare Life Which comforts doth conveigh to Man and Wife And Children likewise doth thereof pertake Oh let us love him for his own Names sake He is our Soveraigne Lord that doth protect Friends and Enâ—mies that do not him reject His Lawfull power and his Command That doth Gods word obey and firmly stand At Worster at that great and cruel fight Our royal Sov'raign then was forc'd to flight He knew not where to go to ride or run To keep himself from being quite undone Our blessed Saviour did an Oak provide His sacred Person for a time to hide Until Brave Lord Wilmot did him remove Whereby he shew'd his Zeal and faithful love Oh blessed Oak that shel red my dear Lord Who alwayes trusted in Gods holy Word From sight of wicked and ungodly men Not fit for Earth but for a Lyons Den. If that they meant my Sov'raign to destroy They would thereby three Kingdomes much annoy When our gracious Lord was in distresse God did support him in his heavinesse To his dear Lord then he did make his mone Who did him comfort though he were alone Gods Angel guided him stil in his way In a most safe and hollow tree to stay Oh When dear Lord shall my weak eyes be blest To see that woman gave my King sweet rest When his sad heart with sorrow did abound So rare escape on Earth can scarce be found The hollow woods the Trees did comforts bring Unto our gracious and admired King Did ever God for any King so work In time of horrid danger for to lurk In so obscure and solitary place Where Gods Vicegerent King by Gods high grace When griefs fear horror did his soul affright My royal Soveraign in the dark some night Where one blest man by hap did him attend And prov'd to be his true and faithful friend God blesse him still in body and in soul That he may ne're but for his sinnes condole The shady woods and trees comforts afford Unto our soveraign King and gracious Lord. From woods and trees a Lane God did provide A Lane adorn'd with vertue and with grace O're whelm'd with joy to see her Sov'raigns face To free him from his fears and dangers deep Secure his person and his life to keep In blessed safety free from mortal harmes From bloudy men clasp'd in his Saviours armes Th' Almighty did his precious soul protect And will alwayes his faithful blest elect 1623. When that royal P. Charles went into Spain Resolving then a Princesse for to gaine For safety of his life he chang'd his name And travel'd with great Duke of Buckingham There names they thought fit for to chang That they might see far Countreys strang Will and Tom Smith were then their names Which might seem strange unto King James That gracious wise and royal King Who to faâ— Nations peace did bring Read Wilmot forward backward and then finde 〈◊〉 and Tom ready perfect in your minde Wâ—â—n Subjects chang'd their love king Charles his name Royal Câ—aries is after call'd William A name of Conquerour it did foretell A happy Omen that he should do well To live to conquer overcome at last Pardon Offences forgive what is past To live to reign to be a glorious King Much joy and happinesse to three kingdomes bring In a fourth also he hath a good share And likewise doth a Sovereign title bare My Sovereign conquer'd not by sword but love God did his words and actions well approve On our gracious KING his feigned Name When he rode disguiz'd with Mistrisse Lane William Conquerour of this Nation Jesus the worker of our salvation Lastâ—l did labour to preserve our king Lane ventured life him for to safety bring In Jesus Christ our Lord puts all his trust Abounding in mercy able for to save Majesty dejected from untimely grave Wise men and great have changes in this life In youth and age avoid all mortal strife Lift up your heart unto