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A09596	Vt hora, sic fugit vita. A commemoration on the life and death of the right Honourable, Sir Christopher Hatton, Knight, late Lord Chauncellor of England Wherin triumphant trueth reuiueth his memorie from the graue: exhorting nobilitie, gentrie, and duetifull subiects, to continue their obedience to God and her Maiestie, and to preuent by pollicie the perilous practises of euery ciuil and forrain enemy. Published by Iohn Phillips.	Phillips, John, fl. 1570-1591.	1591 (1591)	STC 19876; ESTC S110452	7,761	18

Vt hora sic fugit vita A Commemoration on the life and death of the right Honourable Sir Christopher Hatton Knight late Lord Chauncellor of England Wherin triumphant Trueth reuiueth his memorie from the graue exhorting Nobilitie Gentrie and duetifull Subiects to continue their obedience to God and her Maiestie and to preuent by pollicie the perillous practises of euery ciuil and forrain enemy Published by Iohn Phillips Fidenti sperata cedunt LONDON Printed for Edward White 1591. TO THE RIGHT VVORSHIPFVL Sir VVilliam Hatton Knight Sonne adopted and Heire to the right honourable Sir Christopher Hatton late Lord Chaunceller of England Iohn Phillips wisheth the feare of God cōtinuance of helth with increase of worship vertue IT hath beene in all times right worshipfull a princiciple obserued that publick and apparant vertues in persons deceased haue neuer been buried in obliuion but haue alwaies been recorded and left to posterities the end only this that they who still liue by apt imitation might be practisers of like vertues Which in my selfe considered I concluded that great vnkindnes to God and iniurie to remayning Subiects should be offered if the vertuous life and death of this right honorable deceased Lord should not be emblazoned To God vnkind if he as the author should not be acknowledged the cause efficient of all these rich graces wherewith he was inuested iniurie to suruiuing subiects if there should not be commemoration of his more then naturall vertues as by recordation whereof they might walke tread the same way and path My selfe I confesse am the least of others and most vnable to perfourme what I wish yet wil I not be the last that shall vse endeuour to effect what I may With hoping that you would accept I presumed to thrust forth this small Pinnace fraught with simple marchandize into the harbor of your worships protection assuring my selfe that as the purest Emerauld shineth brightest when it hath no oile so Trueth will delight you though basely apparrelled The shortest and most clowdie day is a day as well as the longest and brightest when the sun is in the height of his Horizon Pardon then I beeseech you wherein I haue presumed and accept I most humblie craue what herc I haue presēted which if your worship vouchsafe Trueth concludes her selfe sufficiently graced and my selfe most happy which haue beene her pen-man Of this resting my selfe assured I shall continuallie pray for the increase of your worship that both in this life you may haue your harts desire and in the end fruition of those ioyes that are endlesse Tour worships most duetifull to cmmaund I. Phillips A COMMEMORATION OF THE life and death of Sir Christopher Hatton knight Lord Chancellor of England YOu noble Peeres my natiue Countrimen I need not shew to you my bloud nor birth As dust I was I turne to dust agen I go before but you must to the earth Yet when or how to you it is vnknowne For be you sure the earth doth claime her owne It is not gold nor treasures that are vaine can you preserue when that the time is come Your houses gay wherin you do remaine can you not shield from Gods decreed doome As I am dead so like wise you shall die But learn by death with me to liue on hie Though gaping graue inclose my Corps in clay and silent I rest couered close in mould Yet from my shrine Trueth striues both night and day to you my mind good Lords for to vnfould Whereto if case you vouch to yeeld reg●rd Your selues with right I trust wil me reward Which of you could with Hatton finde a clause or say that he vniust or faithlesse was Did he not liue according to the lawes and on the earth his daies in duetie passe Was not his care set on his God for aye And did not he his soueraigne Queen obay Was not his hart bent for his Countries weale did he not stil euen from his tender youth With rich and poore vpright and iustly deale and cloath himselfe in robes of tried trueth If this be true as no man can denie Fame saith he liues although our Hatton die Where he might help he would be helping still where he might hurt he neuer would do harme His chiefest care was to doe good for ill thus God with grace did gentle Hatton arme No trecherous thought could harbor in his brest The fruites offaith in him were aye exprest The worlde knowes wel Trueth tels a tale most true the heauens aboue of this do witnes beare Though Momus mates and Zoilus do pursue scandals with scorne against the iust to reare But such doe weaue themselues a web of woe For Trueth triumphs who works their ouerthrow In lustie youth he lou'd the barbed steede and Hector-like would breake the manly launce For martiall acts surnamed Mars indeed was Hatton sweete that manhood did aduaunce At tilt the prize and praise he duely wan His might in armes they felt that with him ranne At turney he and barriers did excell some peeres in arms haue borne his battring blowes In court and towne he was beloued well a scourge he was vnto his Soueraignes foes Faith was the shield that worthy Hatton bare Whose like scarce liues his vertues were so rare Should Trueth then dread to spread his vertues out that for his deedes hath wonne deserued praise Her cheareful voice with courage bold and stout throughout the world his lasting laud shall raise And moue thereby the minds of noble men To high attempts to win them honor then Where might the sick the sore the halt and blind reape more reliefe then happy Hatton gaue To suiters poore he euer was most kind he sought dispatch that they with Prince might haue Then Lordings learn his steddy steps to trace With God and Prince you thus shal purchase grace Thus for his loue his faith and tried trueth he of the Guard by our most gratious Queene Was chieftaine made who firmly held his oath from Hattons hart faiths fruites to flow were seene A chieftaine kind he to the Guard was found Whose want with grief their tender harts doth wound He sought all meanes to wish and work their weale to doe them good he took no small delight In their cause he with our good Queen did deale t'augment their wage he did all that he might From sixteen pence to twenty pence a day Whil'st world doth last he did reduce their pay And by the day three moneths in the yeare two shillings he for them obtaind indeed Such feruent loue in him did still appeare that they him found a fort in time of need Their wrongs he sought by skil for to redresse His loue with teares Trueth shows they can expresse In wisdoms bower he did obtayn his seat whose lore to learn he did his time imploy And God from heauen with his graces most great in mercies milde sought to augment his ioy For vertues vse wherein he took delight Our gratious Queen did dub

our Hatton knight Discreet he was and wary in his wayes rashly to speak at no time he thought fit In faith and feare he spent his Pilgrims dayes for common weale he did imploy his wit Where Syno sought his treasons to inure His censures graue conuinced the impure And as from Trueth at no time he did erre but truely sought the Trueth for to vphold He had a care his seruants to preferre the good found grace the wicked he controld The poore opprest he wisely did defend And on the poore a portion he did spend Belou'd of all he was for vertues vse the grafts of grace in Hattons brest did grow By wisdoms lore he brideled all abuse and did himself a loyall Subiect show Thus he with God did grace and fauour find Whose sacred trueth he planted in his mind And with our Queen that princely Phenix rare whose like on earth hath sildome times bin seen He was esteemd and set by for his care as noble Peeres that aie haue trusty been Vizcechamberlain her Highnesse Hatton made Whose tried trueth could neuer faile ne fade The cursed curres of Catalin vnkind that did conspire against her Royall Grace And to subuert the State did beare in mind with might and maine he sought for to displace Those wily Wolues vntrusty to the Crown By Iustice he threw topsie turuie down Our princely Queen whome God from danger saue of Counsaile hirs did Hatton sure elect Who Solon-like did vse his censures graue the good to shield the wicked to correct And as he was adornd with graces great So sate he safe in honors blisfull seate Lord Chanceler then her Grace did him ordaine Which charge with care he wisely did discharge For succour sweet none came to him in vaine good conscience had her scope to goe at large The right of might need not to stand in awe Ne would he trueth should be defast by lawe Affection could in Hatton beare no sway No giftes nor gold might once corrupt his minde Fraude to subuert he studied night and day To equitie his heart was aye enclinde Where conscience was corrupt and found vncleane to vanquish he by wisedome sought the meane Oppressed men from daunger he did shielde Their wofull wronges he wisely did redresse In deepe dispaire sweete comfort hee did yeelde To ease their griefe that languisht in distresse And where as Trueth durst scarcely shewe her face Fraude was subdude and foyled with disgrace The Lawes he sought with conscience for to vse Triumphant Trueth he seated in her throne To heare the poore he neuer did refuse Right glad he was to helpe them to their owne Wrongs went to wracke Craft could no harbour finde To maintain trueth our Hatton was enclinde Thus Lordings all his life you may beholde That liuing heare hath wonne deserued fame And though his Corps lye couered close in molde In Court and towne shall liue his spotlesse name Death dies in him his vertues death hath slaine And hee by death eternall life dooth gaine Yet from his graue Trueth dooth you all exhort To lincke your hearts and mindes in loyall loue Let faith in you builde such a famous fort That nothing may from trueth your mindes remooue Though Pope and Spaine against your peace doe iarre Withstand their rage prepare your your selues to warre Clap Corslets on your standerds take in hande Your barbed steedes bestride with courage stoute Brandish your swordes fight for your natiue lande By Seas and shores beset your foes about Nowe is the time where honour may be founde Thinke on the acts your Auncestours haue doone Haste to your shippes hoyse sailes in name of God Man you your coast march after warlike Drumme Your Ensignes braue each where display abroade Downe with your foes that for your spoyles doe come Take Lyons hearts feare not your hatefull foes But let them feele your manly battering blowes They come to sacke your Citties Fortes and Towres Your Wiues and maides they purpose to deflowre Stande to it then and cracke those crakers crownes That thinke to win your wealth within an howre Be bolde in God and neuer turne your backes But beard those braues that mind to worke your wracks You are and haue beene feared ouer all England's an Ile of stoute and hardie men Be stronge in faith your foes downe right shall fall For one of you in armes shall vanquish ten You fight for God and God your guide shall be And from the handes of enemies set you free Richard the first of England famous King Good Lordings vouch to call vnto your minde Whose Martiall acts throughout the World dooth ring The Heathen rout of Pagans most vnkinde His force haue felt whose manly conquering hand No Pagan proud was able to withstand And then shall Spayne a sincke of deadly sinne Or raging Rome a cage of Birdes vncleane Be bane of you and yours as they beginne Or from your heads the crest of glorie gleane As yerst of yore plucke vp those rotten weedes Let heauen and earth record those conquering deedes Edward the third your King of rich renowne Against the French did vse his conquering sworde Mauger their beardes he did possesse their Crowne The French were faine to serue him as their Lord. Take courage then maintaine your Countries right Gainst Rabsica in Gods name enter fight Henry the fift I wish you not forget At Agent Court thinke what a fielde he fought When all the powre of Fraunce him round beset Ten thousand men them to subiection brought Though night before they Bonfires great did make And made their boastes what prisoners they would take But they that bragge of conquest and renowne Before the fielde be fought or trust their strength We see the Lord in moment can cast downe And giue the weak'st the victorie at length Though Englands King and his they bought and solde The French were slaine though they to brag were bold Then though to Spaine the Pope haue giuen your land And your good Queene deposed from her Crowne A conquest win your weapons take in hand The pelting pope and Spaniards proude beate downe As earst to fore you Conquerers haue beene Through world now let your cōquering deedes be seene What Nation yet that menac'st you with warre But you haue met and giuen the vtter foile Snaffle those Coultes that at your peace doe iarre And beard those braues that labour for your spoile Fight for your selues your wiues and Children now To straungers Yoakes your neckes doe neuer bow Thus Trueth her charge to rich and poore hath tolde From this good Lord whose life to you is knowne And Trueth to you such tydings will vnfolde As may enforce both yonge and olde to moane Marke Hattons ende whom death from vs hath reft Yet he good name to conquer death hath left Thus as in health in trueth he God did praise In sickenes his he did extoll his name His hope was heauen by faith on Christ he staies And battaile dooth gainst sinne and hell proclaime Rebelling flesh he