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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A59319	An heroick poem on the Right Honourable Thomas Earl of Ossory	Settle, Elkanah, 1648-1724.	1681 (1681)	Wing S2693; ESTC R10692	13,331	40

THOMAS LORD BUTLER Earle of Ossory Baron of Moorparke Generall of his Ma t s Subjects of Greate Britaine in the service of his Highness the Princeof ORANGE the STASS of the United Provinces Lieu t. Generall of his Ma t s forces inthe Kingdom of Ireland Lord Chamberlaine to the QUEEN one of the Lords of his Ma te most Hon bll Privy Councell in the Kingdomes of England Ireland one of the Lords of his Ma t s Bedchamber and Knight of the most noble Order of the Garter An Heroick POEM ON The Right Honourable THOMAS EARL OF OSSORY LONDON Printed for William Cadman at the Popes Head in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange MDCLXXXI To His GRACE The DUKE of ORMOND My LORD I Ought to implore Pardon for daring to throw my self at Your GRACES Feet did not the Occasion warrant the Ambition and the Glory of the Subject consecrate the Poëm I present You. Thus whilst I have endeavoured to pourtraict the Illustrious Earl of OSSORY how faintly soever I have perform'd it yet I have this Security on my side that this Worthless Mirrour will receive that Lustre from the Bright Image that fills it that methinks with that Name for my Authority I make my Address to the Great Duke of ORMOND as the Ancient Romans made their Entrance to the Temple of Honour which was through that of Vertue But in the Commemoration of his transcendant Perfections I am got so far into so ample a Field that 't is impossible for me to take a Prospect of his splendid Gallantries without surveying their sacred Source Your GRACES Elder Glories 'T was in our late Civil Wars an Age which I may call the Libertines Carnival when Treason and Rebellion play'd the Frantick Revellers 't was then the famous Duke of ORMOND laid his first Foundation for Immortality resolved to drein at once his Veins and Fortunes in a Cause Divinely Glorious But in vain your GRACES infinite exhausted Treasures with your own personal Command in Arms bent their whole force to oppose that Torrent which Providence had ordain'd should meet to stop Heaven had decreed the State-Hydra should be Invincible and even an Herculean Labour ineffectual 'T was then 't was then that England's Royal Martyr fell and by a Stroke so universally deplor'd that all the Business of such surviving Loyalty as the Duke of ORMOND's was either to Revenge his Murder'd Master or set in Bloud and make a Ruby in his Crown of Martyrdome But as the first was predestin'd to be Impossible so Heav'n would not permit the last but gave Your GRACE this Recompence for all your Indefatigable Endeavours in the Loyal Cause that you survived to see the Restoration of our blessed Soveraign and by a Turn so Miraculous that what was an Age in destroying was recover'd in a Day whilst Heaven appeased our troubled World with as much Ease as it spoke the Creating Word that form'd it And Rebellion that had so long misled our Sun like Phaeton was by the Thunderer dasht from its Seat whilst our Returning CHARLES stept in and in a Moment reassum'd his Light and Throne This happie day Your GRACE justly lived to see and acted so great a Part in the Universal Triumph that after Your Honourable Exile and the long Sequestration of so prodigious an Estate You attended his Majesties Coronation with Your Shatter'd Fortunes like ragged Ensignes at once both Ruinous and Glorious too Nor must Your GRACE'S unwearied Services to Your King and Country finish here for after the unexampled Honour of four several Commissions for the Government of the hard-neckt Stubborn Ireland Your GRACE has render'd Your self rather the Founder than the Viceroy of a Kingdom whilst by Your unfadom'd Depths and incomparable Conduct You have made that a Jewel in a Crown which was formerly a Rent-Charge to the English Diadem and disclosed the profitable Royal Mine without the least Murmur of the People or even the shadow of an Oppression whilst holding out Your Powerful Scepter in this bold Enterprise like the old Mosaick Rod You have stemm'd all Oppositions and past through that Great but hazardous Office on safe and solid Ground where all Your intervening Competitors have been overwhelm'd or lost Thus whilst my elevated Thoughts have often rais'd me to the Contemplation of the Glorious Duke of ORMOND and the no less Glorious Earl of OSSORY two such Worthies in one Age and in one Family I cannot but think their Noble and Heroick Mindes could not have a less Original than the Transmigrated Spirits of a Philip and an Alexander That restless and daring Courage shone in the Son and that solid Prudence and Judgment in the Father that one had a Soul fit to Conquer a World and the other to Govern it But now my Lord with how great and how just an Adoration soever I have offered this pious Duty to the Immortal Memory of the Valiant and Loyal OSSORY never was so unhappie an Altar rais'd or so unwilling an Oblation paid For had the united tenderest Wishes of all Mankinde prevail'd England had still enjoy'd her Champion and ORMOND his OSSORY This Pious Theme should then have been the work of later Historians and enricht the Chronicles of Remoter Ages Then how numerous had his great Atchievements been and how much more Voluminous had his Recorded Glories swell'd had Providence thought fit to have lengthen'd out his Life to the Performance of those Wonders which the World so justly expected from so promising a Greatness But now alas considering his Early Setting his too untimely Fate he that writes his shining Character as dazling as it is yet comes so short of what Nature by his daily rising Growth design'd it that we register his Memorials but as the Famous Sibyl publisht her Prophecies when of her Nine sacred Folio's she left but Three Her malicious hand that committed the other Six to the Fire was less spightful to the World than that Fatal Destiny that brought an OSSORY to his Grave His Race of Honour was so shortned that his Miracles come forth no less curtaliz'd than her Oracles And now my Lord if so weak a Pen as mine has so unworthily presumed on so sublime a Treatise I beg Your Grace would be pleased to impute it to an Impulse that was wholly Irresistible His Matchless Vertues were such that in spight of Nature it self have made an Enthusiast And if the Inspiration is too humble for the Divinity it celebrates let my Zeal expiate for my Boldness and my Veneration for that Great Man make some part of an Atonement for My Lord Your GRACES Most Obedient and most humbly Devoted servant ELKANAH SETTLE AN HEROICK POEM ON The Right Honourable THOMAS Earl of OSSORY TO Worthies Dead we Shrines Altars give The Temple is but building whilst they live True Greatness is a Pile does daily rise Till its last Pinacle has kiss'd the Skies Then fixt as Fate th'unshaken Columns hold The Fabrick strongest when the Cement's cold