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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A57191	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 / by Lancelot Reynolds, Gent.	Reynolds, Lancelot.	1662 (1662)	Wing R1319; ESTC R12010	34,891	114

thou wert ordain'd to dye Raise up your heart to 's heav'nly Majesty Y In height of bless up with bright Angels fly Joy after sorrow you enjoy at last Oh render thanks now griefs are over past Heav'n made you happy by a gracious King N New praises to your Maker daily sing Christ at last give your soul eternal gain Labour being past and all Earthly pain Oh Lord make you happy in life and death Be careful in spending your vital breath Ever in praise and honour of Gods name Raised by Christ to place of happiness Ynvested be in 's Robes of Righ eousness ON THE HONOURABLE COLONEL AND MY EVER HONOURED FRIEND S IR JOHN DRAKE Knight and Baronet c. RIght noble Knight I do admire your wit In acting of high matters proper fit Your Love was ever constant to the Crown Which hath purchas'd you great and high renown Your Name shall ever flourish and wax green And ' mongst the Worthies of this age be seen Your Wisdom solid is moves in due place It advanceth your name and noble race (*) Of Knights and Baronets Who can in England exceed Drakes great Name His worthy Ancestors of noble Fame Thou didst out-strip the Kings En'mies Please him still And to his Laws obedient and to his will His presence did revive your loyal heart His absence did increase your greater smart The Crommelites from him could get no Bayes It was to the King he did owe his praise He would not yield to any Tyrant great In his actions he walk'd upright compleat Oh what a high and lofty brain he had Not to buckle with Ruler was so bad Who durst to sit in 's Royal Soverains Throne Which did belong to our King Charles alone He could not therefore love him in his heart For shooting at King Charles his mortal dart He was the man King Charles his blood did shed He was accursed both alive and dead For ●ntting off King Charles's sacred head Oh how he did suck that most precious blood Who to three Nations would have done much good Drake's fit to be Counselor to a King He ever ready was comforts to bring His Wit 's profound his Genius mounts up high He serves his royal Master faithfully I must conclude Gods Spirit did you guide That in your acting did not walk aside AN ELEGIE ON THE Death of that most Excellent Religious and unparralel'd Queen of BOHEMIA Only Daughter to JAMES KING OF GREAT BRITAIN SISTER TO CHARLES THE FIRST AND WIFE to the most Illustrious ELECTOR FREDERICK KING OF BOHEMIA A Brave stately Cedar's faln in this land There 's no withstanding of th' Almighties hand Ah cruel death why didst thou now appear To rob us of a Jewel rich and rare The Mirrour of this Isse is now deceast Her death hath many Mourners now increast My gracious King and Nobles they do mourn And faithful servants o're her sacred Urn They mourn in heart with black Cloaks to the ground For such a Queen on earth 's scarse to be found This vertuous Queen of fair Bohemian land who in the true faith did most firmly stand Of all the famous Nations far and near Her like and parralel doth not appear She was extracted from a Royal stock Death came too soon and at her door did knock James that great King of Peace and learned skill Death would not spare for all his learned quill Nor yet his vertuous daughter shining bright But must away with him in sable night Great Queen of Sheba not more vertuous rare Then this great Queen within our Hemisphear When death doth summon we must all away From Princely furniture to beds of clay Before Queen Anne that famous Queen she dy'd There was before a glorious star espy'd 'T was of wonder and admiration 'T is sad to yield account of its station Many sad things it did portend i'th'end Which God Almighty then did quickly send Great Wars and Blood-shed then did after come Which rang'd o're many parts of Christendome But Germany did feel the stroke most great A heavy Famine little for to eat King James that learned and renowned King Which to this Kingdom did great Blessings bring Of Peace and Happiness to this Nation Both Penty Riches and stately fashion God hath Crown'd our Nation with great content A gracious King and blessed Parliament King James did write of that strange blazing star Seen before Queens Anns death that Princess rare 'T was to invite this Guest God sent this star Whose friends and nearest kin good Princess are Who though they run the race of men and dye Death serves but to refine their Majesty So did my Queen from hence her Court remove And put on death to be enthron'd above Then she 's not dead but sleeps no good Prince dyes But like the Days-Sun only sets to rise Since her sad death a bright star did appear I hope our Royal Queen will soon land here And will arrive at this famous City With noble Lords sweet Ladies and pretty Cleopatria not equal to thee Though fil'd with riches perfect Majesty Attended with a sumptuous stately Train Yet was at last by poysonous Asp there slain This blessed Queen was by death summon'd hence Rais'd up to Heav'n to receive recompence The blessed Angels did her soul convay Freed from all Troubles and the worlds annoy At last to enter her grand Masters joy Her many choice vertues for to recount Would up into afair Great volumn mount I want a Homer or a Mayhews pen Her worth and vertues to declare to men Her faith and patience was of that brave fame Which shall preserve her great and famous name Some famous Poet shall adorn your Herse And make you live by his immortal verse Du Bartus heav'nly Poets fit to write Of your rare Vertues which did shine most bright Beams of Eternal light lighten your soul Rich rare transcendent without mans controle I wish your soul high perfect happiness Amongst blest Saints with everlasting bless Transcendant hrppiness I hope you find None but Jesus Christ fil'd your heart and mind None but Anne and Elizabeth like to thee In radiant vertues and high Majesty Most blessed Queen you did prepare for death Advanc'd towards heav'n part with vital breath Nature most kind and grace you did set forth Ever to shew your vertu●s and great worth Bright shining vertues did your soul adorn Robes of Christs righteousness you have put on In and by Jesus Christ most happy be Ascend with Angels to the Trinity No earthly thing doth satiate the heart The holy Spirit doth all grace impart Gr●nd vertuous Queen your ways were firm and good Advanc'd by Christ your Saviours precious blood Night of death came thou didst go to be 's bride Ere to sit down by Christ your Saviours side Bounty and Gods free love to you blest Saint Rais'd you up God heard your just complaint In full ripe years you were now cal'd away Advanc'd by Christ with your blest Bridegroom stay Christ

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 flour●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 eq●●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 Maynew● is brave sublime and royal Pen Doth ●eetly please delight the hearts of Men. His Th●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 M●striss brea●h when lip● 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 tha● 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 undoub●ed do this

this life enjoy a glorious Day Oh that my Dull Muse could fully expresse Rich rare transcendent future happinesse God hath in heav●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 N●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 m● drooping spirits then revive God garde ●●y Sov'raign keep him long alive And tha● his Enemies he may overcome Preserve his Ofspring till the Day of D●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 g●i● you in your Wayes O● 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 ver●uous wife In all your troubles you were not dismaid On God you put your tru● 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 Ag●●n Still did you w●●te upon the ●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 Dro●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 L●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

the day which you inherit At another time I do hope to see You exercise your Noble Chivalry Mean while kind Gentlemen I do you wish Health and Happinesse and Eternal blisse ON MY WORTHY FRIEND Wil. Bragge Esq ONE Of the Captains belonging to the Honorable Colonel SIR JOHN DRAKE Knight and Baronet his Regiment WHiles that you liv'd in Accademick Schools It taught you to discern wisemen from fools Learning taught you deep knowledge in the Arts Learning advanc't you unto Noble parts In learnings mine you labour'd to dig deep Advanc'd your Studyes took the lesser sleep May God Almighty you sleeping wakeing keep Brave Education doth good wits Advance Raise to Honour before Death leads his Dance Ah gracious Soul hereafter Inherit Goulden treasures obtain by Christs merit Grand Magazin of Wealth beyond compare Eternal treasures in the Heavens there Witts nimble fancy you can soon peirce Ingenious men you do most dearly love Learnings brave Litrature you do approve Lightnesse of mind though young you ' av laid asside In learnings sweetnesse you do firm abide Ayming at last to satiate your will May God in 's own due time your Ayme fulfill Beames of Eternal light lighten your Soul Raise you above where you may ne're condole An Angel guide you in Divinest things God give you favor of the King of Kings Give you the knowledge that is high Sublime Eternal knowledge that is pure Divine ON Consideration of our own WANTS And my Blessed SAVIOURS All-sufficiency I Am in straights dear Lord and now do find A remedy fit to content my mind My pretious Lord Christ doth supply all things In riches far surpassing Courts of Kings He is the grand Lord full of bright Majesty He 's the learnedst Dr. of Divinity Divines doth teach to bring us unto him He is my head O make of me a limb The Saints account it to be a member Lord make me grow in grace and Glorious splender What can I wish that thou wilt then withhold The choisest Jewels passing purest gold Thou art my best Treasure my gold my all In thee I live I move and ever shall Thou art my life Oh whither can I go Out of the way from thee is but to woe If life I wish death surely I shall find Death hell and sin against me doth combind Open the gate that leadeth unto bliss On let him bless me that Immortal is He is that light ye that bright glorious Sun Who will make an end as he hath begun He is that pretious vine that bore that grape Who quench'd the hea● of sin and lustfull rape He is the light of truth that glorious Sun Oh without him the world had been undone He is the way that leadeth unto life Out of that way it leadeth to all strife The wide broad way that leadeth unto hell Where damned souls and devils there doth dwel If ever thou dost mean happy to be Take care to serve the sacred Trinity The Father Son blest sprite the Holy Ghost Will keep all Blessed souls from being lost Christ is that Shepheard that doth keep his sheep He is a watchman when his soundly sleep He is our Physition when we are sick He comforts us against sins mortal prick He is that God that wonders great hath wrought He is our dearest friend our souls hath bought He is the word that teacheth us to live He is the Lord that doth all comforts give He is that fair polish'd and corner stone He is our God to whom we make our mone He is our Saviour and salvation Who sav'd our poor souls from D●mnation He is that Bread of life man to preserve Give me thy merits not what I deserve He is the Lyon of fair Judahs tribe He sent his spirit with us to abide He is that safe and pretious way of Life That comforts all persons both Man and Wife I look unto the way that leads to Blisse I look unto the truth fair truth it is I look unto the life that life doth give I look to dye and in him for to live He is that bright and Heavenly day Starre That guided the wise learned men from far He is the subject of our sacred story He is the Door that enters unto glory If then so many comforts he doth bring Let us be thankfull to our Heavenly King I will now then conclude my mortal Storie Praying my Soveraign may be a Starre of Glory ACCROSTICKS ON That Rare and Exquisite Artist GEORGE WHARTON Esq GRand famous Wharton thou do'st write sublime End and begin of maters most Divine On nature of the Starres thou mountest high Rules perfect in that Art thou canst discry God ad a Blessing to thy Heav'nly Art E're happy be for what thou do'st impart Wisdome and Art thou do'st reveal to men High heav'nly Mist'ries by thy learned pen Arts hidden and Occult thou do'st set forth Rarly expressing your most Noble worth Things pleasant and delightfull thou do'st write On various things which doth mens minds delight Not fit to lye hidden but see the light Golden Artist thy Art and learned skil E're will I love and thy stately quil Of Planets high and lofty thou caust tell Range the Heavens and know where they do dwel God give you knowledg 'bove all earthly things E're for to live with that great King ●f Kings Whiles learned Wharton doth Communicate Heav'ns stately fabrick and Comensurate Astronomies learned Art to unfold Rich and rare truths unto the world hath told Treasures transcendent maist thou discover On famous Arts of Arts thou' rt a lover Now learned Wharton the best rules recover Glory after Death may your Soul obtain Eternal happinesse be your best gain Oh maist thou after death ascend on high Raised up unto that Heav'nly Majesty God grant hereafter thou maist see his face Enthron'd by Christ into a Heav'nly place Wher 's nothing wanting for the souls content Heav'n fills it up with divine ravishment After all travels past ascend at last Raptures to feed on divine rare repast Things that transcend mans eye and mortal ear On Sion hill the like doth not appear None can Thee satiate but thy Saviour dear ON My Worthy and Learned friend Mr. ROBERT GOMERSALL Batchelor in DIVINITY Late Deceased THy Learning Language and Rare Noble parts Thy truth Piety and deserving Arts. What is in Man thy Braine could comprehend Ever Real and faithfull to thy friend Renown'd Gomersall Thy name shall e're live I will due praises to your Mem'ry give Thou Build'st a Monument to dure as long As brave great Brytaine shall not want a Tongue For to express thy worth and Noble Fame Still to Preserve thy worthy Learned Name Thy Rich Doctrine was High and did transcend Taught Mortal man how God might be his friend Rais'd high the heart and mind did Elevate On Divine things for to contemplate Glory of the Age thou did'st live in Brought Presents Rare from our Heav'nly King These few lynes are thy Brave fame to Revive Thy Books will keep the Memory alive What shall I say As long as sand will Run Thy Hower Glass of Fame shall ne're be Done The AUTHORS Conclusion Dear Countrymen EXcuse my Lines though they are written plain Cast not on them your Envy or disdain If that my Sov'raign Lord you do love well You l like my Lines for 's sake who doth excel He 's a gracious King in mercy doth abound The like I know not where is to be found He 's humble patient Gentle to command And best deserves to r●le this famous Land He doth abound in meekness and in grace God make me happy to see 's blessed face In Thirty Eight I kist his Royal Hand By means of 's Servant Monsieur le Grand In Moneth of June his blest Hand I did kiss All Health and Hapinesse I do him wish And pray that he may long and happy raign And after Death in Heaven er'e remain Let Angels then conveigh his Soul to bless From Earth to Heaven's Eternal Happinesse FINIS