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A07981	A relation of the royall magnificent, and sumptuous entertainement, giuen to the High, and Mighty Princesse, Queene Anne, at the renowned citie of Bristoll, by the Mayor, sheriffes, and aldermen thereof; in the moneth of Iune last past, 1613 Together with, the oration, gifts, triumphes, vvater-combats, and other showes there made.	Naile, Robert.	1613 (1613)	STC 18347; ESTC S113028	15,372	28

Bristoll flocking came Whereas her Gracious Maiestie their kindnesse to requite In open view her selfe did shew to all the peoples sight It weare too long for to rehearse the braue pastime and sport Which by the Citizens were made for to delight her Court Their loue by proffered seruice shewen to guard her Maiestie But mine intent is to conclude each thing with breuity And for to imitate aright in this the curious Sunne Simile Who doth intend for her delight a Nosegay sweet to frame Shee crops not rudely of those hearbes on which she seaseth first But doth select the rarest sort reiecting those are worst Like so few words will beautifie what doth from truth proceed For too much matter Pell-mell mixt doth a confusion breed Wise Caliepie Queene of Eloquence assist my stammering tongue To finish this triumphant shew which now I haue begun Lest that my Muse for want of aide vnder her burden fall As Vines vnpropped oftentimes vpon the ground doe crall No sooner had swift Phaebus steeds beganne their course to runne Sunday Shining with most resplendant rayes vpon our Horrison But that each Souldier did prepare to guard her Maiestie Vnto the temple of the Lord with great solemnity Not clad in armes as earst they weare with thundering shot that ror'd But with good harts to sanctifie the sabboth of the Lord Who hath sixe dayes allotted vs to purchase worldly wealth The seauenth alone he hath reseru'd for good of our soules health That we this day might praise his name and rest our selues from sinne As God did rest when he had made the world and all therein Quite from the Court vnto the Church this worthy guard was seene In ranckes close standing one by one to safe conduct the Queene But when the Mayor graue and wise in most triumphant sort With all the reuerend Councell came on foote vnto the Court In seemely wise attired all with gownes of Scarlet dye For to attend vnto the Church her gracious Maiestie Who mounted like faire Cinthia bright into her sumptuous Coach Drawen by foure milke-white coursers braue and next her did approach The Ladies on their trampling steeds like faire Diana's traine Hunting in the Arcadian woods as doe the Poets faine Formost of all in their degrees vnto the Church did goe The reuerend Senate two and two all marching on a row Lastly on foote before her grace with all her Noble traine Of Lords and Knights into the Church the worthy Mayor came The Queene then set in chaire of state with all the residue In their degrees the Mayor and Shriefes and the Nobilitie Where learned Docter ROBSON did a godly Sermon frame In setting forth Gods mighty workes and lauding of his name Which Sermon being finished she backe return'd to Court Guarded a long from Church againe in most triumphant sort The reuerend Mayor and the Shriefes their loue for to expresse Did feast with most delitious cheare and dainties numberlesse Her Noble traine who did admire as though Earth Ayre and Sea Withall their dainties had conspir'd Bristoll to dignifie Whose true affection to her Prince and peerelesse Progenie Doth rest vnparagond as yet vnto posterity With their true loue set forth in part before the worlds bright eye Their hearts their hands their life their lands to please her Maiestie And to content her Princely grace shall euermore be prest For whose most heauenly guifts diuine we from aboue are blest By mighty Ioue who through his loue hath sent vs such a King That turnes our blustring winters blasts into a gladsome spring Deere mother England with salt teares bend thou thine aged knee And render thankes vnto thy God who hath deliuered thee When most vndoubted was thy feare then did he comfort bring Shrouding thee safe from Tigers pawes with his all-couering wing For what a terrour had it beene vnto thine heart to see Through sodaine strife thy streetes exempt from popularity When children fatherlesse each where should in the streetes be found Thy fathers childlesse sighing sore and in deepe dolours drown'd Thy trusty friends bereau'd of life sisters rapt from the brother No kinsman left for to lament or to inter each other Thy Virgins bath'd in teares thy youth amaz'd themselues to see Through griefe of heart bereft of strength and of validity Thy lofty towers tumbled downe as in the Romains ire Ierusalem was brought to ground by famine sword and fire But since that God hath now vouchsaft not for our merits sake But of his mercy and great loue these iudgments iust to take From vs who haue by sinne deserued to taste the bitter cup Fild with the dregges of Gods iust wrath and for to drinke it vp Let vs giue thankes to God therefore that nought but thankes doth craue Who hath vs rais'd from death to life as Lazarus from graue Continuing still vnto our ioy the perfect Lampe of light His sacred word our spirituall food and heauenly soules delight Now bloudy Mars is tied in chaines with fierce Bellena bound His armes and Adamantine coate lies rusting on the ground Grizely Thanattos who did still his gastly steps attend Hath lost his stinging force and might by bondage of his friend Harsh discord thirsting after bloud with sweet concord is drown'd Whiles peace with plenty in our streetes doth euery where abound Now may the Lambes securely feed from Wolfe and Tigers clawes Since Pan our watchfull Shepheard hath shut vp these monsters iawes For all these benefits therefore receiued by our King We will expresse our thankfulnesse and loue wee owe to him And to his royall Progeny vnto our Soueraigne Queene Whose like throughout the worlds vast bounds cannot againe be seene But soft my Muse let Ancors fall strike sailes thy swift course stay Welcome to shore remember that this is a Sabboth day What twixt Euterpes mirth and sad Melpemens tragicke stile Thy sences luld thou hadst almost spleeted thy barke ere-while Vpon the rocke Obliuion cal'd moreouer harke giue eare Mundayes triumph implores thine ayde to make his fame appeare Varietie and change doth best content mans appetite Each obiect faire seemes fowle if still presented to our sight Sweet Orpheus musicke cloyes our eares if that it common be Our nature is so apt and prone to mutability By good aduice therefore it was prouided that her Grace With all her traime might not dislike their tarying in this place For euery day shee soiourn'd here in most triumphant sort A seuerall pastime was ordain'd for to delight her Court And as at her first entrance here she did with ioy behold A martiall troupe of warlike men of courage stout and bould Like so for Mundaies pastime was prepared for her sight Betwixt two gallies and a ship a bloudy water fight But yet a while I must looke backe ere farther I proceede Least that my Muse should taxed be for too too hasty speede This water fight by fame diuulg'd full many a thousand drew Both farre and neere for to behold and

Next after them the Companies each after their degree With ioyfull hearts marcht on to meete her Gracious Maiestie Simile Like as the drie and thirstie ground by Phoebus burning dart With extreame heate for long time vext and pierced to the hart With yawning throate wide gaping seemes the moisty clouds to call That with their watry drops they would into her bosome fall Thereby to coole her thirsty throate and arme her breast so well That Phoebus stinging darts she may with moisture colde expell Euen so all sorts both olde and yong with hearts and voyce did craue The wished presence of her Grace in compleate ioy to haue And last of all though last not least chiefe subiect of my Verse Three bands there were whose worthy praise my Muse cannot reherse The first in white and violet clad the second blacke and white The third with white and scarlet was in martiall order dight But least that curious carping fooles obiecting thus may say Renowned valour seldome lurkes where is apparrell gay I answere them Nay this hath beene by flying fame enroll'd That Bristoll Bands in all attempts haue beene of courage bolde For as to please her Princely sight they spared not their goods Like so for to protect her Grace they will not spare their bloods The hardy Pilot neuer is but in a storme descride The perfect gold not known from brasse but when by touch-stone tride Euen so when storms shall threaten wrack and blustring billowes beate Then shall appeare and not till then where is true valours seate But haste my Muse for too-too long the time thou hast delaid To bad men more will not suffice to good enough is said No sooner did her Graces Traine approach our Cities bound And that her Harold gan draw neere with blast of Trumpets sound Submissiue prostrate on his knees the Mayor then fell downe And the Recorder by his side a man of great renowne With graue aspect and perfect voyce his silence then he brake These words vnto her Princely Grace or not vnlike he spake The Oration to her Maiestie THE rarest Iemmes that mortall men to Princes can impart Renowned Lady true Loue is proceeding from the hart This is the gift that God requires this is the perfect band The seale that revnites the force and sinewes of our Land This Bristols Iemme set clearely forth in euery subiect true On whom your Grace shall bend your face or daigne to take a view Prostrates it selfe in lowly wise vnto your Graces sight To serue our Soueraigne King and Queene with all our force and might Bristoll a Citie of renowne hath neuer traitor beene To Soueraigne Rule or Regall Raigne or false to King or Queene VVith thankfulnesse recordeth still full many a fauour great Inioy'd by famous Kings and Queenes that ruled Englands seate But to your gracious Maiestie as to our Soueraigne sweet For preseruation of our weale we render praises meet Our liberties by you preseru'd and many other things You are the fruitful root from whence our hopeful branches springs Ingratefull should we then be thought and iustly be condemned For pretermitting dutie bound vnto your Grace descended From auncient Christian Kings adorn'd with outward graces blest With inward Princely vertues rare which farre surpasse the rest VVith Royall Imps blest from aboue to raigne and rule this Land As long we hope as Sunne and Moone in Firmament shall stand Yet this respect of Princely guifts could not our Citie moue For to inuite your Maiestie was it for want of loue Farre be it from their loyall hearts nay rather did they feare Too meane for such a Princely Guest your entertainment here Expected should approue it selfe vnto their griefe of minde VVhen as your Princely Grace the same should insufficient finde But now with double bands of loue indebted to your Grace Wee finde our selues most strictly bound since that vnto this place Of your accord and Princely loue you haue approched neare To make our Citie by this meanes more famous to appeare Most humble thankes I yeeld therefore vnto your Maiestie In name of all these Citizens whose seruice till they dye Deuoted is vnto your Grace as to their Soueraigne good Not fearing if occasion were to seale it with their blood Requiring pardon of your Grace for what amisse you finde Imputing it not to neglect but to the want of time Accepting this our token small a pledge of louing hearts Who will continue subiects true vntill their liues depart Treading the steps of Princes great as by records we finde Who neuer did respect so much the gift as giuers minde This done Bristoll which to our ioy and great content hath beene For euermore accounted still the Chamber of the Queene Of England is and euer will as yet hath beene to fore Vnto Queene ANNE our gracious Queene much bound for euermore And I this Cities worthlesse mouth which tasted haue full oft Your Princely fauours bountifull on me bestow'd for nought Of worthinesse in mee you found for which I will intreate For you and all your Royall Traine vnto the Mercy-seate Of God that he may blesse you still and send you long to raigne Vnto his glory and our good the truth for to maintaine The end of the Oration THe graue Recorder hauing then concluded this his speech The Mayor he his Present gaue and did her Grace beseech For to accept it in good part as pledge of their good will Which to her Soueraigne Maiestie they would continue still A rich imbrodered Purse it was most sumptuous to behold In outward shew the in-side was cramm'd full of massie gold In gracious wise the Queene receiu'd the present he her gaue And render'd thankes more thankes then they of her could wish or craue And lastly all the Magistrates in order passing by With reuerence did as dutie bound salute her Maiestie When she had passed thus along vnto the Citie gate Attended on by great and small and many a noble state There first her eyes beheld what earst her heart could not conceiue Through sodaine admiration rapt scarce could she credit giue Vnto her sight for since she first set foot on English ground Such braue couragious hardy men at once she neuer found Admiring at this sodaine sight she viewes these martiall Bands How each in his assigned place in order firmely stands On eyther side of Bristoll streetes firme ioyned like a wall To guard her Grace vnto the Court lest ought might her befall Through rashnesse of the multitude which might her grace annoy By pressing on for to behold their loue their life their ioy First stood a rancke of hardy Pikes much like a thorny Wood Next after them the nimble Shot in order ready stood Here waues the Ancients in the winde there stands the Fife and drum Attending when her Maiestie would through their squadrons come All to their Captaines Colours were with scarfes and feathers bright Adorn'd not wanting ought was fit to please her Princely sight Each man for Martiall