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state_n	church_n	peace_n	unity_n	1,654	5	9.0086	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A14322	The right way to heauen and the true testimonie of a faithfull and loyall subiect. Compiled by Richard Vennard of Lincolnes Inne.	R. V. (Richard Vennard), d. 1615?	1601 (1601)	STC 24637; ESTC S120185	25,162	65

youth Whose minde of truer Magnanimitie In daungers to disdaine the thought of feare whose hart more necre vnto Diuinitie with Patience Care all discontents to beare whose Soule more full infused with Gods Spirit Through all the world that doth such wonder merit With all these blessings from the highest Blisse Hir Care to keepe hir kingdome still in peace Shewes that hir minde is hardly led amisse That doth such glory to hir Crowne encrease That Fame doth sound in hir best pleasing breath But onely Englands QVEENE ELIZABETH Since then that God doth with that Grace inspire hir That shewes hir blessed in the heauens aboue And all the Princes of the world admire hir For all the wonders worthy honors loue Why should this Earth liue euer to forget hir But in the Soule of loues Remembraunce set hir They that haue liu'd could say while they did liue Subiects are blest in such a Souereigne They that now liue may well like witnesse giue A gratious QVEENE doth make a glorious Reigne They that heereafter liue hir Grace to see May say on Earth not such a Queene as shee How hath shee kept hir Court in comlinesse Hir State in state of gracious Maiestie Hir Peeres in loue hir Church in Godlinesse Hir lawes in strength hir Lords in vnitie Hir Peoples awe in Loues perswasion Hir Land in Peace without Inuasion Doth shee giue hearing vnto graue aduise Great is hir wisedome so to guide hir will Sounds shee the depth of good or ill deuise Blest bee the Care of such a Princely skill Leaues shee the worst and onely takes the best Blest bee hir choice so bee shee euer Blest How hath shee sought to beate offences downe With kinde Corrections not with Crueltie How hath shee kept the honour of hir Crowne With Loue and Mercy not with Tiranny How hath shee liude that all the world may know Was neuer Queene whose loue did gouerue so VVhat Neighbour people hath hir land relieued Who driuen from home make heere their safe aboad And with hir will what people haue ben grieued Except they be the Enemies of God Within hir Lande how soone all tumults cease VVhile loue and Mercy breede continuall peace To speake of such particularities As in exceedings doe set downe hir name Which all and some are singularities That make true Nusique for the Trompe of fame Is meete for some heaues Muses to endite While Angels pens are fittest for to wtite But as an Eie that all farre of beholdeth An Excellence it can not comprehend Yet what Conceit in secret sence vnfoldeth It hath a Will in wonder to Commend Yet when it speakes it wincketh at the light As though to weake to speake of such a sight So my poore Spirit whose harts humble Eie Sees by the light that it hath power to see A world of worth in wonder all so high As shewes what worth aboue worlds vvonders bee In hir due praises can set downe so little As to hir Title all is but a tittle Yet though mine Eie can touch nor Sunne nor Moone Shall I not praise the cleerenesse of the Skie And though my Morning bee an after Noone Shall I still sleepe as though I had no Eie No giue mee leaue to say the Sunne is bright Although mine Eies but dimly see the light And though my knowledge be but Ignorance Compard to that hir praise should Comprehend And such a Muse as would hir pen aduance To write hir worth should but hir will attend Yet let mee say to them that can say more England had neuer such a QVEENE before Who would but note this foure and forty yeeres how Mercies Iustice hath hir Scepter swayed Of which no Prince nor Emperour that heares But is with wonder of hir worth dismaide Woul say in Soule on earth was neuer seene Kingdome so gouernd by a VIRGIN QVEENE Now for hir Counsaile all admire those wits That with such wisedome doe aduise hir will And in hir will thinck what true wisedome sits That is the ground worke of their gratious skill And say that God that Land a blessing giues Where such a Queene and such a Counsaile liues Some Male-contented Malecondition'd mindes Where priuate grudge regards no publique good Mistaking Reason in malitious kindes Like Serpents hatcht of an vnkindely brood In hate may blot that better loue commends But such ill Spirits God send speedy ends I pray for few I hope for none at all Indifference speakes so truely in hir praise That while cold feares vnchristian harts apall Faith findes in hir the Phaenix of our daies While humble loue in loyall harts doth pray That shee may liue vntill the latter day Now for hir Treasure how shee doth bestow hir blessed Talent in hir Crownes behoue May witnesse well that God himselfe doth show Shee is the faire deere daughter of his loue Whom his high hand hath ouer men so placed And so aboue both men and women graced What Noble spirit hath true honour proued But hir sweet Eie hath graciously regarded What vertuous spirit but hir hart hath loued And to the due of best desart Rewarded For Princely kindnesse to hir humble friends Fame sounds hir point in praise that neuer ends What should I need to walke my wits about A world of wonder where there is no truth When Truth it selfe doth bring these wonders out Both in hir Princely Peereles Age and Youth Where olde and young may all and onely see How blest a Kingdome in a Queene may be I make no Care of fictions nor of fables Minerua faire and Pallas were but fained But Truth may write in hir memoriall table That such a Queene in England neuer raigned As makes all Poets idlie spend their breath That name a Queene but in ELIZABETH I cannot chuse but wonder at those wits That haue imployed their pennes in Poetrie In whose deepe braines that best inuention sits That lookes at honour with a heauenly eie That some or all in all their songs and laies Haue not Contended for Elizas praise But it may bee they found their wits to weake To equall will in writing of their wonder Yet such as could of Earths chiefe praises speake Might say hir praise puts all Earths praises vnder And say no more then all the world may see If Angell woman on the Earth t is shee Some out of French Italian Dutch or Spanish Doe draw discourses of most worthie Creatures But let those Fictions all like fables vanish To shew the notes of all those gratious natures I goe no further then our Soueraigne Queene Where all in one and one in all is seene For Vertues Grace beeholde hir Virgin traine Where faire demeanours put foule humours downe For Maiestie what Monarch doth retaine So graue a Counsaile to a Gratious Crowne And for attendaunce let loues Muses sing A Virgin Queene deserues a seruant King For truely sound each point of such perfection As makes a Kingdome blessed in a Queene And let but Truth confesse without exception The sacred worth in hir true wisedome seene And Englands hart may haue iust cause to say Blest bee hir Birth and Coronation day A louely Day faire may it euer last A Sunne-shine Day whose beames are heauenly bright Cleere may they shine and neuer ouercast With any Clowde that may obscure the light That in hir height of Brigtnesse not declining England may ioy to see hir euer shining Oh could I flie with such an Eagles vvings As could be soaring in the Sunnie light Or could I heere but what that Angell sings That neuer Poet had the power to vvrite Then should my spirit and my penne not cease To vvrite hir praise that now must hold my peace And onely praie that hee that sits on high And holds the hand of mercies maiestie Our gracious God that shee maie neuer die But in the life of loues eternitie Liue from the blot of fowle obliuions penne All faithfull harts in England saie Amen FINIS A faithfull Subiects prayer O Glorious God and onely King of Kings Whose holie eie both heauen earth beholdeth And from whose Mercie all and onely springs The fayrest life that faithfull loue vnfoldeth Mine humble spirit I beseech thee raise To giue thy glory all eternall praise O gratious God among the many graces Wherein thy Mercie hath this Iland blest In whom the height of all our happie cases Vnder thine onely holy hand doth rest For our sweet gratious vertuous Soueraigne Queene Let our harts humble thanckfulnesse be seene Blesse hir O Lord with Nestors happie daies Health wealth and peace and euerlasting pleasure Let Vertues loue resound hir worthie praise And thy true wisedome be hir spirits treasure Hir greatest hopes vpon thy graces grounded Hir state preserued and hir foes confounded Preserue oh Lord hir faithfull Counsellors Hir Loyall subiects and hir true attendants Hir vertuous Lawiers valiant Souldiers And let thine Angels be hir loues defendants Hir state of blisse bee Englands blessed storie And giue hir Soule a Crowne of endlesse glorie Amen R. V.