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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A50630	A welcom in a poem to His Excellency John Lord Roberts, Baron of Truro Lord Lieutenant General and General Governour of Ireland, my most noble patron, &c. at his royal entry into the Castle of Dublin / by Lieut. Coll. VV.M.	Mercer, William, 1605?-1676?	1669 (1669)	Wing M1741; ESTC R24151	13,043	42

heard Renowned ROBERTS he disposed so Things in such sort Pompeius Magnus no So flourished in Africk for his fame For all that they so Pompeius proclaim As doth your Noble Excellence but now I 'm ty'd to Letters knows not what to do R. W. To the Curious READER A Caveat REader remember what you have to do And in whose presence you are pressing to To whom you talk nor do not you presume With hands prophane these sayings to assume Dare not to take this Noble Name in vain Nor do this welcome wilfully disdain Although my weak invention and my phrase Fall short by thousands to impart his praise Yet blame me not bewitched with this day To write his Welcome as well as I may For write who will and write till they have won it Yet I must spend my spark of fire upon it What pen so proper punctually to pen The virtues of the worthiest of men Whose word so well may be believ'd to be Witness as one who with his eyes did see His Excellence so many moneths and years To prove most prudent among Englands Peers His proof hath power his praises to proclaim That view'd his worth and well discern'd the same Let me then labour though my lines are lame The praise of our Pompeius to proclaim Next bout shall be a bout a Twelve moneths time To tell three Nations Nequams in a rime Till then I say take timely notice now Censure me slowly Reader that 's for you My meaning to Momus THe dullest drone whose wit will hardly weig● Adram of dust which on the balance lye That fool I say before he fully looks Can tell the Ploughman that the furrow crooks But I could wish your wits to work were driven To hold the plough and place the furrow even For you that read behind my back must be Busie abusing both my Book and me But I shall say as did Diogenes do Behind my back be doing beat me too But better spare me though you do reject My rithmes and praise me for my Lords respect If I want wit yet Criticks must confess Beauty's Idea needs no new-fangled dress Learning I lack and I left all my skill With Mars half-murther'd one day on a hill Wherefore as Coyduck I would draw you in With your more lofty Elogium to begin Because a quill sn●pt from some Fagles wing Sho●● pen his praise approv'd so by a King Yet knows my Lord allows no signs of show Where such great value it within O! no Whence sin●●● worth down-weigs what I can do If I had Homer 〈◊〉 to help me too I must leave off my Lord allows me not To put a pla●● where there is no spot The Prologue LEt passengers for all their speed espy Vpon this page Summa Negotii HEre is a perillous present offerd up A pill of poison in a precious cup Many fair phrases fair pretences too And such things done as all do overdo Thousands in substance brave embracements bring But oh the shadow far exceeds the thing First writes a Welcome Nemine contradicente Then casts a caveat Verbum sapienti Where in the first place plainly you have here The pleasure then the poison doth appear Two things indeed which though I draw them dark A blind mans bolt can scarcely miss the mark Secrets set open AEdipus nor other Are useful here one ridle reads another It is the same or as much as to say A snare may snap the Phoenix for a prey The WAY to the WELCOME VVHen we were crost then fry'd away our fat Now we are blest what will become of that No Aedipus shall need to answer either My Muse alone resolves the ridle rather We were confounded formerly with cares Now enters one can cure our fatal fears For Pompeius Magnus prov'd not so victorious Or great at Rome as ROBERTS now is glorious Whence you our comfort easily may scan Comes from enjoying of so just a man Then overcharg'd by chance how can I chuse But ask assistance for my murther'd Muse To write a Welcome for a man so rare Who fitly with Pompeius I compare I must invoke the sacred Nine but may Fall short by far of what I think to say Yet shall unto our Caesar seal my thought Write down his welcom so my work is wrought Then let the Nymphs and all the Nine too meet And spend their spirits on this paper sheet Let Helicon convey vvithin my Quill Celestial drops dovvn from Parnassus Hill That sacred Povver inspiring of my Pen I may vvrite vvelcome to the best of men These then surrounding circle-like the centre Of my vveak sence I am resolv'd to venter VVith such assistance so that novv you shall See trembling hands take strength and to it fall I read of some that vvent by vvater round The vvorld and I sail'd far besouth the sound My self but savv not such brave things I say As Dublin is demonstrating to day VVhose splendent pomp since none can fashion fit Let me pen an Epitome of it And since not said so vvell as it should be Amend it then mean time attend to me Behold yet Phebus reacheth out his raies Affording time for such triumphs as these Heav'n also smiles the Elements and air All creatures do contentedness declare Pray'rs bring advantage vvhen the pray'rs appear To have had audience in th' Almighties ear VVhen fame took vvings and first vvith force the fly Throughout this Nation none vvill novv deny VVith vvhat affections most men vvere inflam'd Hearing't affirm'd your Excellence once aim'd Your Monarchs onely and immediate aid In Ireland and see Banners once displaid By your appointment to promote the peace VVith piety in this distracted place In hope vvhereof all elevated are Both hearts and hands convening from asar To bid you vvelcome and vvill venter too Their treasures though they should themselves undo To do their duty nor dare I refuse To play my part in manner as my Muse Can compass things contentment cannot come From my vveak pen yet I vvill point at some VVho novv are met sincerely in the sence Of joy enjoying of your Excellence I must be active for to set things forth So long a witness of your Lordships worth Onely my Feather from an Eagles fan Should be pluckt out to write of such a man But O! I 'm hurried heaps are on my hand So many thousands both by sea and land Are looking on and scarcely will allow it Or let me write and yet they put me to it Great Sir then see for you can hardly hear The sight goes farther than the sense of ear But first perceive the season of the year Smiling to shew how welcome you are here And you may see Sir conduits on that score Wasting the wine where water went before And all that are fill pitchers too with plenty The Spanish grape gets not the name of dainty They drink and dance delighting so that they Think it no sin to celebrate the day To welcome you and were this day a