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A65495 A congratulatory poem on the Right Honourable Sir Patience Ward, Knight and Baronet, Lord Mayor of the city of London W. W. 1680 (1680) Wing W143; ESTC R1918 1,707 1

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A CONGRATULATORY POEM on the Right Honourable Sir PATIENCE WARD Knight and Baronet LORD MAYOR of the City of LONDON AS when Ambassadors from Princes come We all by custom from our Houses run To see the Strange Great the Noble High The Representive of a Deity Scripture and Reason stile them so by Birth Great Men like Kings are still like Gods on Earth The truth of which no Just Man can deny Being ordain'd by heavenly destiny But why it should be thus I cannot say Then what shall happen the succeeding Day Being a Secret kept in Heavens own hand As Rain descends on good and barren Land Yet in a worldly sense it may be taken For Natural Reason and not be forsaken Because bus'ness of that important nature It very nearly doth concern each creature As Natives of their own fine Country dear To whom of all things still they should be near Much more at a Magistrate of our own Because his Power extends throughout the Town Being an Office 'twixt Country and City That all therein does share both fools and witty Since next the King to him we owe all things Peace Plenty Trade and Money-offrings For by his wife Conduct and Prudence high He 'l make our Fame reach to the starry Sky Being a man by Nature and by Name To be a Soul wrapt in immortal Fame Patience by Name a Virtue great and high Burning and shining like the Sun in th Sky Endow'd with Learning and such famous Arts That by his force he soon will gain our hearts Adorning of him in this his humane Race More than his Indian Pearl or his Gold Lace Since Virtue 's a colour of that deep hue That 't is as Rich as the gay Rainbow's blue The Merchant traffiques where he please to go So Virtue trades with Heaven and Earth below Philosophers say she 's th' Glory of each one As the pretty Flowers guilded by the Sun Logicians say as well to each degree You 'r happy still in your Humanity For Bodies shap't and so proportion'd well Are ab Origine from Heaven not Hell Seraphick Love alwaies prefers its own As the kind Father strongly loves his Son The Speech you made it doth so plainly tell How many Virtues in your Mind doth dwell As the Tree is alike is still the Fruit Or the gay Summer with dull Winter suit When the Sun shines 't is then a pleasant day And when not seen 't is a foul After-play So as we look and speak such men we are A Maxim of the Learn'd Philosopher Telling how face and hearts do go together Making men so enjoy the best weather While other platforms of a lower of die Are but mere Strangers to humanity Like the dull Carrier's Horse that still moves on In the same road until he cometh home Then doth grim death approach and tell them all His never failing dart will make them fall But that for ever they must pass and go To Heaven's glory or to Hell's Sorrow Seamen and Pilots rule their manners still According to their Captain good or ill Who from him no other Religion take Nay Navigation itself forsake As he instructed is in every Art The Legislator to his better heart Even so as a great man or Ruler's given Each Man 's prone to make him still his Heaven As he smiles then we look brisk and gay As all things flourish in the Month of May But if he looks but angry and he frowns So then do we and all our mirth is gone Shewing th' inconstancy of joy in all Of Lunaries and Terrestrial So that Europe will be known and seen Like a bright Dutchess or an Indian Queen 'T is plain both from experience and from Reason Things that are always certain and in season For Nature shews all things are fed by sense And their superior bodies influence All their kind heats by which they still are fed Flow from those streams and so are nourished Since Heavens superior as we plainly see As Man excells Beasts in Felicity For he that makes doth top the Object gay As Night is but the Curtain of the day In short welcome great Sir unto your Seat A place of Honour and of high Retreat To all you 'r welcome and to all most near To all Prince Virtue still does make you dear Since blood with the Astrologer portends Things that are great and you for greater ends For Virtue rises from the Plants most rare As trees in Summer still most fruitful are Great Sir all happiness attend you still That you may pass the great Gunshot of ill And when Death summons you that you appear You shall with Angels gay look bright and clear I leave you as a President for Sages To future times and to succeeding Ages W. W. LONDON Printed for Rich. Janaway 1680.