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A50034 Leycesters ghost Rogers, Thomas, 1573 or 4-1609 or 10.; Burghley, William Cecil, Baron, 1520-1598.; Ford, Simon, 1619?-1699.; Parsons, Robert, 1546-1610. 1641 (1641) Wing R1837A; Wing L970; ESTC R9349 19,035 37

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My face well grast with smiles my purse with Crownes Houlding the raines of honour in my hand I manag'd all the State I did command My lookes with humble Majesty repleat Made some men wish mee a Kings royall seat Thus waxt I popular to purchase fame To mee the Common-peoples knees did bow I could my humour still so fittely frame To entertaine all men to outward show For few with inward love my heart did know And that I might not seeme puft up with pride Bare-headed oft through Cities I did ride While some cried out God save you gratious Lord Lord how they did my fame h'iperobolize My words and gesture did so well accord As with their hearts I seem'd to simpathize I charm'd their cares and did enchant their eyes Thus was I reckon'd their chiefe Potentate No poller but a piller of the State Then I was call'd the life and ô the Court And some I wot wisht I had beene the head I had so great a traine and such a port As did the pompe of Mortimer exceed Whom as in th' English Cronicles wee read When second Edward lost his Kingly rights Was waited on at onst with nine score Knights The Earle of March Sir Robert Mortimer Ruld the young King Queene mother and the Peeres I Robert Dudley Earle of Leycester Did sway in Court and all the English Shires His rule was short mine florisht many yeares Hee did his life with Ignominy loose I liv'd and triumpht ore my proudest foes As the Image of great Alexander dead Made King Cassander tremble at his sight Spying the figure of his Royall head Whose presence sometime did the World affright Or like as Caesar monarchizing spright Persude false Brutus at Phillippos field Till hee that slew his leige himselfe was kild So view yee petty Lords my Princely Ghost I speake to you whose heart is full of gall I whilst I liv'd was honour'd of the most And either fear'd for love of great and smale Or lov'd for feare of such as wisht my fall Behold my shadow representing State Whose person sometime did your pride abate Waigh what I was Knights Gentlemen and Peeres When my death threatning frownes did make you quake As yet there was not pass't not many yeares Since I you plumes pluckt lofty crests did shake Then tell mee Sirs for old acquaintance sake Waxe yee not pale to heare of Leysters name Or to bakebite mee blush yee not for shame You say in dealings that I was unjust As if true Justice ballance yee could guide Had I dealt justly I had turn'd to dust Long before this your corps swolne up with pride Which now surviving doe my acts deride My fame yet lives though death abridg'd my dayes Some of you died that over liv'd your praise Are there not some among you Parasites Time-servers and observers of no measure Damn'd Machevillians given to lust and pleasure Church robbers beggers of the Princes treasure Prince-smothers people pleasure Hippocrites Truce-breakers Pirats Atheists Sycophants Can equity dwell here where conscience wants And yet you thinke none justly deales but you Divine Astrea up to Heaven is fled And turne to Libra there looke up to v●iew Her ballance in the zodiack figur'd Iust Aristldes onst was banished Where lives his match whom envy did persue Because men thought hee was too just and true Yee say ambition harbour'd in my braine I say ambition is no hainous sinne To men of state doe stately thoughts pertaine By basebred thoughts never can any winne Who ever did a great exploite beginne Before ambition mov'd him to the deed And hope of honour urg'd him to proceed Themistocles had never put to flight Xerxes hughe host nor tam'd the Persian pride Nor had King Pyrrus got by marshall sight The Romans spoiles with conquest on his fight If first ambition had not beene the guide Had not this humour their stout hearts allur'd To high attempts their fame had beene obscur'd The Eagle doth disdaine to catch smale flies The Lion with the Ape doth scorne to play The Dolphin doth the Whirle-pooles love despice Thus if Beasts Birds and Fishes beare such sway Much more should man whom reason doth adorne Bee noble minded and base fortune scorne Admit I could dissemble wittily This is no grievious sinne in men of State Dissembling is a point of policy Plaine dealing now growes stale and out of date Wherefore I oft conceald my privy hate Till I might find fit time though long I stay'd To wreake the wrath that in my heart I lai'd The ould proverbe saith plaine dealing is a Juell But hee that useth it a begger dies The World is now a dayes become so cruell That Courtiers doe plaine Country-men despice Quick wits and cunning heads doe quickly rise And to bee plaine yee shall plainely deale That office seekes in Court or Common-wealth Now Aristippus is in more request That knew the way to please a Monarch's mind Then that Cinique swad that us'd to jest At every idle Knave that hee could find To unkind friends you must not bee too kind This is a maxime which to you I give Men must dissemble or they cannot live Yee say I was a cowerd in the field I say that fits not such a Noble wight To whom his Countrey doth the title yeeld of Lord Lieutenant with full power and might To venture his owne person in the fight Let others die which as our vassailes serve Whilst heaven for better haps our hopes preserve How soone did Englands joy in France diminish When th' Earle of Salisbury at Orl●●n●e By gunshot strooke his honours life did finish When Talbot that did often time advance The English Enfines in despite of France Was at the da●t Invironed and slaine Whose name the French-mens terrour doth remaine And what a fatall wound did Rome recieve By Crassus death whom faithlesse Parthians slue How did the Senate for Flaminius grieve And for Aemilius death and his stout crue Whom Hannibal at Cannes did subdue Cut off an arme yet life the heart may cherish Cut off the head and every part will perish Iphicrates th' Athenian usde to say Vaunt Currours are like hands to battaile prest The men of armes are feet whereon to stay The Foote-men as the stomack and the brest The Captaines as the head above the rest The head onst crased troubleth all the parts The Generall slaine doth kill ten thousand hearts Therefore a Lord Lieutenant should take care That hee in safety doe himselfe repose And should not hazard life at every dare But watch and ward so Fabius tir'd his foes When rash Minutius did the conquest loose If such in open danger will intrude It is fond rashnes and not fortitude You say I was lascivious in my love And that I tempted many a gallant Dame Not so content but I did also prove To winne their handmaids if I like the game Why Sirs you know love kindles such a flame As if wee may beleeve what Poets penne It doth inchant the