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 â—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 vertuâ—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 Grâ—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
when past thy night Raise up thy soul above the sky Dauverds heart loves true Majestie Upon the happy and joyfull News of his sacred Majesty King Charles the IId. his returning into England And proclaiming of him King of England Scotland France and Ireland REturn return brave Prince from fertile France Fair England long hath lain in a sad trance From rich Holland our King will soon arrive Make joyfull hearts and many will revive Passe o're the Sea and come to Dover Town T' enjoy his Crown with Glory and Renown Our Noble Phenix he will come at last And put a period to our griefs are past When he shall land in faithfull fruitfull Kent Many brave Nobles will be thither sent For to conduct our Royal Gracious Prince His Enemies actions will them then convince Your just and blessed Parliament will act What they think fit about that horrid fact Of putting your Royal Father to death And taking from him his most precious breath They did so soon sever's immortal Soul That most o' th kingdome did with greif condole Oh may sad horrid Warre now passe away And when you come appear a haleion day May mirth and gladnesse be in place of grief And yeild the most remotest soul relief Your Fathers spirit soar'd unto the skie His Meditations were profound and high His active Genius it did soar aloft Who trusted in 's Saviour whose soul he bought Welcome Royal Charles unto your Fathers Throne His Friends do live though he be dead and gone They do revive though in Vault he lies dead And will support you What more can be sed With Life and Fortunes as long 's they draw breath And will continue constant till their death Christ will conduct you to your Fathers Court Where Great and Small will thither then resort Times various are in turning of Mans state Most happy those that are Regenerate After many sorrows joy doth come at last And seems greater when dangers are overpast The King will come to joy sad hearts of Men That joy I cannot full expresse by pen. When that with Triumph he shall be landed here Many brave wise Noble Men will appear And wait upon his Person and it guard Our heavenly King give them their reward Our Royal Sun will shine in Albions Isle And make things clear whom envy doth defile Obscure and darken with their envious breath Which nothing will work of but time and death Whiles Britains Isle doth flourish and wax green Your famous Actions ever shall be seen Renown your Name unto after Ages In well writ Books admir'd and learn'd Pages Regain the Honour of our brave Nation And bring it into some better Fashion News is now come king Charles proclaim'd shall be God give him happinesse and prosperitie Long Life and Peace that He may safely raign And prove to be a second Charlemaâ—gn May great Jehovah blesse your Majestie Your royal Person and Posterity Pardon great Prince my failings and accept A Mite instead of Pounds for my great Debt The faithful CHAMPION and admired SUBJECT On his Excellency General MONCK And those brave Valiant and Religious Men Who was a meanâ— to bring king CHARLES agen To rule and raign in fair Great BRITAINS Isle Let us praise God that he doth on us smile THe time is come that joyes men for to see A Supreme Power of high Soveraignity Our Famous English Nation strive to bring Faire and rich Presents to their royal King Joy doth abound and stir up their brave minde For to expresse their Love and Nature kind They do bethink the time of his absence And post unto him with golden Presents There 's nothing that they have they think too dear The worthy Gentleman and noble Peer The Sun doth shine and yeild a pleasant light This new great chang doth give mens hearts delight Behold how God doth worke in his due time To blesse and comfort the good True Divine Yea and all other men we hope beside That in his sacred truth doth firm abide It is the hand of God hath this thing wrought It was his Son our Soules most dearly bought Monck mounted high to bring his Soveraign home That Power was deriv'd from God alone Gods Spirit mov'd him to do such a thing Well pleasing to Gods People and the King It was not in the simple power of Man For to obtain nor in their power to skan The Finger of the Lord did it direct And brought the same at last to good effect No Gold or Silver could the same obtain So rare so Rich and unexspected gain A King to rule a Religious Nation In Godly order is a stately Fashion Those happy Men that studied this Great work God still preserve from Pagan and from Turk I mean from all sorts of vile wicked Men Too long for to recount with my weak Pen. We want a Homer to set forth thy Fame Your Noble Actions and thy Mighty Name The high and gracious Work thou didst archive Will make thy Fame even after death to live No Julius Coesar can his fame advance So high as thine in England or in France Stout Hannibal could not do such a Thing To bring from Forraign Parts his Soveraign King In such a manner and you shâ—d no blood Perform an Act on could not be withstood Rich Croesus could not purchase with all his wealth So rare a cordial for Englands perfect health Their Treasure was exhausted and grown low In great Distresse and knew not where to go Many people did want and cry for bread And knew not by their Labour to be fed Most Trades were barren and grown very poore And knew not how for to encrease their store These blessed Men have us'd a strain above That will most justly merit faithfull Love In all things then let us humbly submit Unto his hand that knowes what is most fit Our Maker made us and he knowes our mould Christ paid our ransome we are bought and sold In brief let us love God honour our King Give them the praise that did him safely bring From Forraign Parts into our Native Land And in true Faith see that you firmly stand Let English Men then due prayses render To God that hath restor'd their Faiths Defender Oh that I could immortalize thy Name And build a stately Structure to thy fame I would crect a stately Monument To continue till time on Earth be spent In mind it should exceed Romes Capitol For him that was so wise Majesticall As high and famous Capitol of Rome Which might continue till the Day of Dome Or famous Colossus that did Ships guide His Lamp did light them not to sail aside Or ancient famous Mausoles Tombe Beyond that sumptuous Capitol of Rome Or rare brave Pyramids of Egypts Land Or what might be fram'd by a Mortal hand Could erect a Pile of that great Store For to continue while time were no more All these I wish I could perform by pen Brave Monck and his Friends still might live ' mongst
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 flourâ—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 eqâ—â—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 Maynewâ— is brave sublime and royal Pen Doth â—eetly please delight the hearts of Men. His Thâ—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 Mâ—striss breaâ—h when lipâ— 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 thaâ— 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 undoubâ—ed do this
Your Majesty is willing to do good What rare Ver ues flow from Kings Royal Blood Heavenly Motions do their mindes incline To move to heavenly Raptures most sublime Before or after your rich stately cheer Your Majesty may hunt the fat brave Deer Walk in sweet Gardens for to take delight View Objects rare for to content your sight Recreate with bowling or other sport To see your Person many will resort Your Gracious Person doth Mens mindes content To see with joy Gods blessed Vicegeâ—ent Mercury doth point before or behind To shew the various changes of the wind And on each side he doth not then omit To point to the place that 's proper and fit For to direct where Boreas blasts do blow And to informe the Standers by to know Nothing in this frail Life is firm and sure God grant us his Grace for e're to endure This Place your Royal Court is fit to feast So divine rich rare sumptuous a Guest Shine forth and show your Rayes of Majesty God blesse your Person and Posterity That shall hereafter I do hope succeed From royal gracious King Charles loyns proceed The Birds do now sweetly melodious sing To welcome hither our most gracious King Henton St. George is a mark of honour That brave Progenitors cast upon her St. George is a high noble mark of Fame Kings and Nobles will preserve that great Name The highest Order of our brave Nation Which other famous Kings keep in fashion The Heavens do smile and the fields look gay For here is now kept high St. George's Day As much as tongue can speak and pen expresse I 'le wish pray for my Soveraigns happinesse I will expresse my love with heart and hand And be for ever at your blest command I will set forth my love with tongue and pen God save my King let all Men say Amen After your Progresses on Earth are past God give you heaven to raign in at last There to be crowned an Eternal King For to praise God and heavenly Anthems sing Accrosticks Upon the Royall and most Illustrious DUKE IAMES STVART His Majesties only Brother JAMES only Brother to our Gracious KING Abundant comforts by your service bring Majectick Actions do your Name advance England of late was in a dismal Trance Sweet Blessings hath by our Sov'raigns good chance Strength of Gods arme his Power you defend The Life of Grace here live unto the end Up at last blest Soul mount to Heavens Glory A HOMER's Pen shall write your blessed Story Religâ—on Vertue Valour and true Fame These do in part proclaim your Royall Name In time of Sorrow you did bare your part Again regain'd your Honour by Desert Majestie doth smile on your grand Merit Ended this Life Glory then inherit Sing praises to God by his sacred Spirit Soar up aloft to heav'n by Raptures high Truth still maintain and its pure Dignity Up above the Clouds your Soul soar's aloft Advancing towards Christ your Soul he bought Renown your name brave Duke by your rare deeds 'T is from your Vertuous Actions it proceeds Iames that learned wise and Religious King Admir'd amongst all Nations peace did bring Magnificent Prince that late rul'd this Land Eternal Blessings wrought by his fair hand Still let 's admire him for his grand Command Sir you 're a Royall Branch of that learn'd Sire Truth did maintain with Zeal as hot as fire Unitie Peace and Love he did maintain Amongst his greatest Enemies peace did gain Rare famous Duke may you his Acts embrace Truths Friends cherish Enemies deface On the most Illustrious and Religious Elisabeth DUTCHESSE of YORK Elizabeth Blessed Peace of the Lord Loving ever to obey Gods pure Word In Life and Death God guide you by his Grace Zealous of his glory you shall see his Face Angells at last convey your Soul to bless Bright radiant Glory heavens happiness Even as Glasse doth run and sand passe away The greatest Beauty one day turns to clay Heav'ns happy Harbour will receive your Soul Satiate with Gods presence ne're condole Ther 's nothing that shall trouble you above Up raised 'bove the World by perfect love A mind you have to do those things are good Rich by your Faith in Christ his precious blood There is no fear where this is understood Dukes Kings and Princes one Day all must die Unto their God ascend and mount on high Treasure immortal the good shall enjoy Christ will tree them from this vain worlds annoy Heaven is the happy Place where Saints do dwell Each being content not striving to Excell Sufficient Glory every Saint hath there Singing praises to their Saviour dear Of heavens glory each Saint hath his part Farr transcending the thoughts of humane heart Your blessed Saviour did your Soul Redeem Ordain'd you happy and of high Esteem Raign rare Dutchesse a Queen in that fair Land Kings are joyfull there to bear least command E're guided by the wile Almighties hand On his Excellency George Monck Duke of Albemarle Great Duke God give you length of dayes on earth E're make you happy both in Life and death Our Gracious King you happ'ly dia restore Riches immortal may you have therefore God grant hereafter you may see Gods face Enthron'd by Christ unto a heavenly Place Majestie doth on you most sweetly shine Oh may Gods Providence you safely keep Noon Day and Night whether you wake or sleep Christ and King Charles your Soul and Body love King and Subject your faithfull Love approve George is the Name of fair brave Englands Saint England made happy by your noble hand Our Gracious Soveraign will hear our complaint Religiously rule and govern this Land Great God of Heaven and Earth you ever blesse Ev'n here on earth with heav'nly happinesse Maj'stick Monck Mirrour of this Nation Oh what brave order and stately Fashion Now that our Gracious King doth rule and raign Christ grant him Nestor's years here to remain Kings to exceed yea great King Charlemain God gave you Life and in his full due time Exalted you unto a Place sublime Oh may Gods Blessing still on you descend Remaining to our King a faithfull Friend God hath rewarded you for your great pains Eternal Mansions be your blest Souls gains Geometry cannot measure your great worth Emanent Logicks Science not set forth Or Arithmatâ—cks usefull Art number Rhetorick cannot more divinely move Gracious Moncks heart his Soveraign for to love Exceeding the kind faithfull Tuttle Dove Musick for sweetness d'ont exceed your voyce Of making so good praise worthy a choyce Not Nature but three Nations for 't rejoyce Christ blesse you and the sacred Trinityâ— King Charles to bring to 's Royall Dignity Grand famous Warrier maist thou still win faâ—â— Eternize your great vertues and your Name Oh let all Kingdomes of our joyes pertake Rouze other Nations and their Valour wake Great God of heavâ—n and Earth our Champion bless Ev'n with all joy Eternall happinesse Great Riches and Honours shall passe away Ended
doth you comfort give The Lord grant your blest soul long life to live Lord when thy servants work is done and past Eternal joyes give his blest soul at last This have I poorly drawn from your good Name Let Blessed Angels blow your Trump of Fame You have been like a Father unto me God bless your soul to all Eternity On the right worshipful and noble minded Gentleman Henry Ford Esquire one of his Majesties JUSTICES of the Peace in the County of Devon and Lieutenant Colonel to the Honorable Sir JOHNDRAKE Knight and Barronet c. High heâ—v'nly knowledge doth inrich thy mind Eternal happiness may your Soul find Not Nature but Grace doth thy Saviour please Restor'd by Christ cur'd of sinns disease Yâ—n brightness of his Glory maist thou shine Far more Transcendent than a brave Divine Ore Topps and Mountains thy Wit doth aspire Rais'd up to Heav'n By a heavenly fire Death shall not quench the flame of thy desire High dost thou mount by thy rich Phantasie Earâ—h can't turn it into an Extasie None none but Christ did that brave Martyr say Raise up thy thoughâ— live with Christ for aye Yet happy to have all things here on Earth Far more happy to have a blessed death On things 〈◊〉 thy blest Soul doth not feed 〈…〉 Divine 〈…〉 of immortal seed Death whâ—◠〈◊〉 come thou fear'st not oh beav'nly breed Wisdom and Learning doth adorn a man I mâ—kes him flourish and things duly scan Learning adorns a worthy noble mind Learning invites men to beloving â—ind It doth inrich the mind with knowledge store Adds lustre to its witt and makes it more Magnifie Gods great Name praise him therefore Could I your worthy noble parts rehearse And write the same in high immortal verse I should then to your Country then declare Your Vertues and your Learning rich and rare A mirrour to the World thou dost appear Thy Learning and thy Iudgment shineth clear Go on blest Saint in thy brave way to bliss And at the last enjoy Heav'ns happiness Lieutenant Ford One of those famous Worthies of my King God in his due time to happiness bring Eternal happiness after thy death To Gods glory er'e spend your vital breath On the Worshipfull Francis Poulet Esquire One of his Majesties JUSTICES of the Peace for the County of SOMERSET Fair may your Name be writ in book of Life Rais'd is your Soul'bove Earth and mortal strife Angells attend you both in life and death Nature bâ—ing spent yield up your vital breath Christ will call home your Soul in his due time Into his Manssion where it bright shall shine Sweet Saviour grant it so in place sublime Pondering and musing on Divine things On blessed Angells and the King of Kings Up may your Soul rise 'bove Earthly Story Lord mount it up to Eternal Glory Ended this life may your Soul mount on high There to reemâ—in to all Eternity Famous and Renow'd were your blest Ancestors Records of ' time shew forth your Progenitors A famous Author doth preserve their Name Not to be mention'd but with Trump of Fame Christ hath obtain'd by his precious merit In Heav'n a place your Soul to inherit Solace with Saints and the Holy Spirit Prudent in your actions and circumspect Oh may Gods mercy on you still reflect Up may you rise unto a Heav'nly Throne Lauding your blessed Saviour God aloâ—e E'r may you on Earth and heaven happy be Transcendent live to 's Sacred Majestie FRANCIS Free your Name doth signifie Right good Name doth the Owner dignisie And may the holie Spirit you comfort give Nurtur'd on Earth in Heaven for to live Casting your care on God and him to serve In health and sicknesse till grim Death shall come Sweetly resting in hope till Day of Dome Pleasures immortal may you e're enjoy On earth and heav'n past this vain Worlds annoy Up may your soul mount to eternal bless Lord give you true and perfect happiness Eâ—re may you shine like starr celestial bright T' enjoy the comforts of transcendent Light On Coming to the Right Worshipfull Sir COVRTNEY POLE Knight and Barronet his Court Holden at Brodwinsor in the County of Dorsâ—t the Fourth day of Aprill 1661. to take the Oath of Alegiance VVElcome to Brave Sir Courtney Pole his Court Where many Loyall Subjects do resort Come Sware With joy to be true to your King It was the hand of God that did him bring Into his Native Land to Rule and Raigne Rejoyce now Loving Friends with might and maine That the â—ing doth sway the septer of this Land Oh! be true and Faithfull to his Command Do you what good true Subjects doth befit That you may hereafter downe in Heav'n sit With Faithfull Abraham and his blest traine With Saints and Angles there for to remayne The Clouds of blacknesse Now are past away Our Soveraigne Lord hath brought a Glorious Day Let then your Loyal hearts with true Love burne After you 're sworne you may againe returne Vâ—â—o your Houses or Places Where you Dwell Wishing and praying none More may rebell Living in peace and Lâ—ving Each other Doing good not hurt to your Deare brother Let Writh and Anger cease that God may blesse And send you Everlasting Happinesse May'th the King and 's People live and so accord Truly to love and serve our gratious Lord. May the King and 's People live and agree In true Love Peace and perfect Amitie On hearing of his honoured and reverend Kinsman Edward Reynolds Doctor in Divinity consecrated Lord BISHOP of NORWICH As God hath call'd you to a Bishops Seat Long may you live and preach Gods Word compleat May your holy life give such example That your Charge o're Sin and Vice may trample May your holy life such example give That may proclaim that Christ in you do live And by his power doth foul Sin destroy And so at last enter your Masters Joy Welcome dear Kinsman to Norwich City A place rare ancient famous and pretty By your heavenly Doctrine you mount aloft And show how Christ mans sinful soul hath bought The preciousness of Faith you do descrie And mount the Soul up to Eternitie To see the face of Christ through holy Faith To behold his Word what our Saviour saith Repentance also you declare to men God bless your heav'nly Tongue and golden Pen And all your parts of Body Soul beside That you may o're a heav'nly Flock still guide To Heav'nly Cannan that Coelestial Hill Comfort the Saints with heav'nly Manna still God long continue your most happy dayes To tune your Tongue to your Creators praise Inspire your heart with a heav'nly flame As long as life continue praise his name Accept my language from a faultring Pen Who will reverence you ' mongst worthi'st men Oh happy then when holy Saints doth greet May we at lest our blessed Saviour meet And go with him into eternal bliss To have a Mansion with those Saints of his When your work is ended and
have your Kings love here on earth King of Kings make you happy in your death May Gods Spirit joy you e're above all Be ready when God for your soul shall call As there are several degrees ' mongst men So in Heav'n Saints Angels and Syraphen As the King hath honoured my dear friend So to his Family let it extend According to his worth let 's praises yield Unto that well deserving Merrefield After all honour when 't shall please your Maker Of heavens joys may you be made partaker Enough you 'l have when Angels shall you bring To glory your blest soul to Christ your King ON HEARING OF THE DEATH Of my dear and admired SOVERAIGN LORD KING CHARLES the First GRief doth afflict and pierce my tender heart That death hath slain my Soverain with his dart Cannibals they were did act the devils part Make brave royal Branches and whole Kingdoms smart Was there no mean to qualifie your ire But that your wrath must burn with hellish fire Oh cursed Monsters to do such athing To murder our Soveraign Lord and King What shall I say 't was sin that did provoke God for to strike us with so sharpe a stroke For to deprive him of his precious breath And snatcht his life away by untimely death Ah curs'd Miscr'ant to lay thy hand on him For to commit so horrid bloody sin Did not thy heart with sorrow then relent And cause thy wicked heart for to repent For so great mischief bloody crying sin That will eternal vengeance after bring Where were thy eys within thy cursed head To strike the fonntain of Life our Soverain dead I wept and bath'd mine eyes in morning tears For death of my dear Soveraign Lord and King It was to qualifie my grief and fears For that sad Act Repentance it will bring Had I not been in my dear brothers house I might been cut by Soldiers smals a mouse Cap. Pâ—â—l buâ—geâ— Cap in K. Câ—â—â—l th First his Army liv'd and dâ—'d â—t Waymâ—uth They would soon have holpt me from my weeping And brought me to an untimely sleeping God will revenge him on that cursed wretch Who did his murdering hand out-boldy stretch For to cut off our gracious Sov'raigns head The grief thereof did strike me almost dead That Monster that did cut off that sacred head Did strike the Nobles and the kingdom dead Dead in Repute in Misery and in fame Stain to our noble Nation English name The wicked Vipers hasten'd him away Gods holy Angels did his soul conveigh To heav'nly Canaan there to be crown'd King With glorious Saints and Angels Anthemes sing On sight of supposed ANGELS In shape of DUCKS Hovering over King Charles the first when he was beheaded WHy do you talk of Ducks they Angels were Souldiers could not discern them their eyes The bright Angels waited for to conveigh b'ing blear King Charle's soul though's life were made a prey His blood did drown their Consciences full deep Whiles many for our Soveraign Lord did weep The blessed Angels hover d'ore his head And waited on him after he was dead Who did conveigh his blessed soul to bliss To a heav'nly Mansion endless happiness ON Sight of the Death of that HONOURABLE LEARNED Kt. S IR. HEN. HYDE On the fourth of March 1650. RIch rare transcendent Hyde when thou didst die My heart did grieve my eys did weep the sky Was overcast with sable blackness sad For to behold an action was so bad Loyal brave Hyde when thou didst loose thy head My heart with grief and inward sorrow bled The fourth of March was that fatal day That brave Sir Henry Hyde was snatcht away by cruel sudden and untimely death Who in high language spent his vital breath He faithfully serv'd his royal Master His enemies made him of death a Taster It griev'd me for to see his head fall down He fell so low for love unto the Crown I hope brave Hyde did not the Merchants wrong But that it was a lash of a false tongue I could scarce write these lines without weeping eye My eyes did weep when that brave soul did die Though 's body dead his soul shall e're remain With his Lord Christ for ever to reign Henry Rich Lord it doth import E're lov'd the word to it resort No man more loyal to his King Rebellious men did his soul sting Yet 's Prayers did in Gods ears ring Hyde laid down his life for serving his King In loyal manner b'ing a blessed thing Death did not sad him nor his heart dismay Expecting to live with his Lord Christ alway His soul is gone to eternal rest Ended now is his mortal sorrow No piercing cares can him molest Everlasting joyes did him follow Repine not therefore at his bliss If thou live well thy joy shall be like his Hope doth assure me Hyde's soul 's gone to heav'n In this life though of 's life he were bereav'n Death did deprive him here of a few days Enemies sent him to heav'n his God to praise On Sight and Hearing of my HONOURED FRIEND GEORGE FVLFFORD Esq One of His Majesties Justices of the PEACE For the County of DORSCET at Prayers with his Family the tenth of August 1661. BY fervent Prayer thou dost so discry And raise the soul up to Eternity Mount up rich soul with your heart and voice And cause those hear you in their hearts rejoyce God long continue your most happy days To tune your tongue to your Creators praise Inspire your heart with a heavenly flame As long as life continue praise his name Assist you in your Prayers by his spirit After may your soul heav'n inherit Accept my language from a faultring pen Who will reverence you'mongst worthy men May your prayers ascend and pierce the sky And your soul mount up and with Angels fly After you 've done your service parted hence God give your soul in heav'n a recompence When that your days on earth are past away God give your soul a divine alchion day Christs precious blood 's your balm that balms your bless God bring your soul to endless happiness By Christs his merits so rewarded be Make you happy to all Eternity ON MY HONOURED FRIEND GEORGE FVLFFORD Esq at Prayers with his Family c. BY zealous Prayer thou dost soar aloft Fly up by Faith to Christ our souls who bought Dear 't was indeed it cost him his heart blood To save our precious souls and do men good Oh what a various change of divine things Flows from your blest mouth to the King of Kings Your heav'nly tongue doth inchant the ear With ravishing comforts of our Saviour dear What heav'nly language doth from you flow Nectar proceeds from you though here below A constant servant to our Soveraign true With honour you are graced 't is your due Your Graces are divine and eminent Translucent shine rich rare and transcendent Oh my dear friend you do my mind content To admiration divine ravishment Most rare you
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 heaâ— 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 Dâ—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 â—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 râ—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