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A13411 Encomiasticke elogies. Written by Augustine Taylor Taylor, Augustine. 1614 (1614) STC 23721; ESTC S121846 12,896 32

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fame may after ages kno As truth allowes What more is vertues friend Then Poesie if will the Muses tend Cleerely to what they should Ciuillity Is now disproper censur'd in th'agility Shee can at best performe And ruder notes Fils times infection breathed from the throtes Of impudence To serue no vertue these Not selfe-applauding pens the worthlesse please With others worthy labours and apply A part vnto their Patrons plac'd awry Directer aimes approue And gather'd thence Where as the ground is free as innocence From any seruice from them These haue nought But borrow'd ends to offer Nothing bought But Bastard ill-made issues And these do So cloud the truer borne makes vertue go Attir'd not like her selfe Did not the times Giue ignorant worthlesse patrons to these crimes It would bee as it should bee Yet the times Hath wonne a maister that neglects these crimes And 's a repairing vertue And I hope To see her limites haue so large a scope As whilome euer 'T is our turne to bring Now if ere Britaines fame Times-poets-king Accords to the designe And wee haue leaue His vertues pass'd Exceeding now to heaue Them properly our store may take in hand But stay Another part t' our fairest land Mount-seated Atlas reares him vp to see His traded skye-course all is arts agree Our clime the happi'st seeing it so cleere Banish'd by females would inhabite heere For these be gratefull artfull True proclaime Now vertues aid can perfect vertues aime ENCOM 7. To the right Honourable Robert Earle of Sommerset c. HIm this attends that may to mee giue grace Though I not him Thy truely honour'd place So worthily's respected ' Mongst which all My zeale profession look'd for though so small A part be put to publish 't This attends T' attend thy Lordly name My Art extends Not to that high commission as can giue More fame then that which doth already liue Thy names attendant and not more apt vse Thy stare needs from the seruice of a Muse Then he that 's selfe supporter Yet for that Past worthies in past times haue reuerenc'd what A Muse free-borne prefer'd To thy true worth My Muse in her owne coulours sendeth forth A part proclaimes thee Lord on 't The time can Show better lines attends a worser man But therefore his Muse tax'd him did agree To tye her course to seruile flattery So wrong produc'd to both I am too short Of what thy merite claimes and more report Reports then I haue said Did but thy acts Beare outward signes like some I could contract That not the best do do to thy desert A columne greater much yet true a part As this that all confirme Thy vertues are To many strange and pretious as th' are rare So worth their merite paid may duly ranke Thee in the Spheare of worth Nor needs thou thanke Fortune th' art not her Subiect I reioyce Our vertuous King will make so truely choice Of vertue and aduance her These times bee Stuff'd full with sonnes sprung from Nobilitie But they be sonnes ecly s'd I 'ue vnd rstood Some sonnes are worthlesse that had f●thers good Men giue not vertues where they giue their bloud Th' art by bloud worthy and by vertues so 'T is euident an vnderstanding foe Speakes not against thy state The enuious sum Knowing not dispraise will to praise be dum Iudgment commends thy course Thy course not needs Of worthier ornaments If of thy deeds My Muse b'alow'd to sing and can haue place Of lik'd acceptance in thy able grace No welcome 's more desir'd And my next frame Better shall speake thy worth then this thy name Your vertues true obseruer AVG. TAYLOR ENCOM 8. To the right Honourable WILLIAM Lord Mounteagle c. IReuerence more the more I vnderstand The customes thou obseru'd Vnto the land Thriuing I see thy state to do all right Such power could ere acquire Not by the sight Of feasting eyes thy noblenesse can bee Truely distinguish'd For I could not see When first I saw thee any gorgeous signe Like them some great men vse to make them shine In show where substance is the most vnsound Yet at first sight I did perceiue the ground Of good consist in thee with all that can Know what aduanceth and becomes a man The best Will grant it thine I see in thee The best forme of rich-stor'd humility Possesse a comely scope When such a part I saw thee patronize Thy great desert I censur'd as 't is prou'd And being so As King and Country loues I do besto This embleme truely thine Nor drawne for feare But onely loue and merite It is cleare And I 'm but last that spyd't thy countries friend Thy Country will confesse Should I commend The good that all approue admit the rest I 'le speake against my selfe those loue thee best That wants an Art to publish This I do For that th' art truely lou'd and my loue to Make euident as theirs Thy name thy state In meetest order well doth celebrate But heere too short my Muse thy worth hath said I doubt of great-things I haue small-things made Aug. Taylor ENCOM 9. To the Truly-Honourable and right worthy Sir THOMAS GERRARD of Brinn Knight Barronet one of his Maiesties Honourable Priuy Chamber c. I Cannot leaue to write vnlesse thou leaue To bee what now thou art Nor death bereaue Can thee from out my verse Onely a change From thy best worthy forme but makes mee strange The graue not shall My labours on thy name Shall long attend as English can feed fame Though yong my Muse yet not for that for thus Suffice shee peior claimes sed pessimus I know her merite pass'd How ere I know This gift's to him that can and will bestow Mee right And from the time if bee my fate To gaine a sober gray I shall thy state Leaue in directer coulours Th' art so true By birth and action worthy to thy veiw My better part I send My Muse had wing From thy protection and a voice to sing From out thy bounty Shall I tell thee what I would ●ot giue thee this but onely that I know thee worthy more In speaking thee This part conferres not all that ought to bee The times what thou hast beene I can approue Can witnesse 't was thy action wonne the loue And grace of late Eliza. All her Court Not yeelded to maintaine a Princely sport A worthier Gentlemen Admit it so Thy age were vndeseruing I do kno Thou are the worthiest of the best esteeme If not for that thou art for that th'has beene Thou art for past admir'd for present lou'd And with the best respects In thee hath mou'd Delight and wisedome This reward doth fall Th' art lou'd of God King State Land mee and all A. Taylor ENCOM 10. To the Lord Arundell of Wardor c. I said to giue a Lord my loue to one That nearely knew him he said euer none So form'd his Lord accepts and did aduise Mee to be
silent I to him replyes Seeming my friend to such a worthlesse Lord Were I's director hee should not accord To do him seruice and I told him I Wisht not to know his Lord neither would ty To write my Muse to flattery For my part I deeme him worthlesse that esteemes not Art Cloth'd in this ancient vest so that it bee Pass'd the rude common straines society To thee as not of them that to a Muse Free-borne giues no respect I know to vse Both word and sword thou can and art so farre From Poesie 's neglect as th' art from warre Dispraising Caesar Muses 'greed vnto And did himselfe the part they could not do Because vnknowers too 't Thou that tooke pleasure To forme a March daigne now to ree de a Measure More had my Muse to send and onely to Thy true renowne then I do here besto This grac'd more 's bound t' attend To one more fit Then to the maister both of warre and wit I do not seeke to flye to Thou being so All vertues worthy patron I do owne Thee truly what I giue If some do say I giue a booke to thee thee th' other day I did not know by sight More famous then Thou needs art prou'd From knowing fame I when Haue all confirm'd I giue and but this comes T'vnite part of thy praise that so the summes Vngather'd plaines imperfect This thee to Concurres that worthily can say and do Augustine Taylor ENCOM 11. To the Renowned Knight Sir FRANCIS BACON his Maiesties Atturney Generall c. ARts strong supporter should I faile to bring My Swan to shore and brought a shore her wing Not perfectly aduanc'd I shall repent I tooke a taske too great Too insolent I le grant my selfe t' haue beene I much do care To place thy worth which may with best compare Bounties great Patron nor extends that part Of generous nature but where true desart Hath done or 's hop'd to do Thou vnto those Art bounties patron not that daily growes To giue thy lap their actions But to such As of good seruice giues the smallest much To King or Country Th' art a worthy friend To King and Country Who will striue to bend His power with all his strength when hee to whom His action gathers forme lies farre ot's gon From th'actor dilligent and not any stayes To giue the doer nor reward nor praise Who could forsakes to do when no respect Sees merite kept vntomb'd Thou art the man Assignes deserts rewards Such worth that wan The longest Fame From time what grac'd more true Augustus Caesar then his granting due To merite I amongst them wits so ripe That 'bout thee lodge presents a witness'd type Of thy true being who can censure right Thy worth and how too short this all I write Stands of thy best I wish that all the all I giue be truely censur'd as this shall Retaine my loue how ere attir'd it goes A worthier Knight I know him not that knowes A. Taylor ENCOM 12. To the right Worshipfull Alexander Presscott Alderman of the Honourable Citty of LONDON BEst of thy place belou'd by mee admir'd Why so I shall diuulge thy State 's acquir'd So worthily as shall exalt thy fame To merites height and there stand with thy name An vnknowne times-progression Not as theirs Thy worth 's obtain'd that houer in the spheres Of greatnesse and for no desert's made great But seruile flattery or resuming shapes Ridiculous obseruations Knaues turne apes Singularly attain'd to where now set By vertue not by fate thou art indebt To thee for thy aduancement else to none But vnto him that merite sets in throne And being as thou art so well becomes Thy actions thy authority as these somes I ably can produce Th' art lou'd for loue Reuerenc'd for iustice vertue 's set aboue Thy will and thou allowes't Ne're whilome was Thy sphere so grac'd but honour'd Now doth passe Rewards to like deserts and now presents My Muse her loue Though her vnskill exempts From publicke veiw some parts that shoud attend Conioin'd with these on thee yet do befriend My Muse with thy acceptance if nor I Nor shee can gaine't yet may thy country try Thy natiue loue to hers much then to her Who will not grant thou grants I do conferre Thee rank'd with best deserts Though my course rare Clear'st Starres serue Cinthia when the night 's fayr'st faire A. TAYLOR ENCOM 13. To the worthy Gentleman Mr. THOMAS STANDISH sonne and Heire to the right Worshipfull ALEXANDER STANDISH of Duxbury Esquire of Graies-Inne ONce can my toyling Muse contest to know Vertues in tender yeares So true a show Of all that hopes expect I note begin In thee ground deriuation I had bin Ingratefull to my wombe if not to thee I had confer'd my loue Nor loue from mee Attends but where true merite's Thou art borne The best as generous and of store t' adorne Thy selfe in times quaint habits and so do And when so done more store belongs vnto Thee innly then thy outward ' tyring can Expresse Th' art a true-worthy Gentleman Patron of Arts. In other tongues and lands Speaker and knower them that vnderstands My this-peece Patron Nothing doth accrew To thee in this but vnderneath thy due A Swan keepes neere thy Spring nor that delayes My loue to take a forme Although his rayes Fayrer then mine yet this hence axiom growes Varietas delectat So thou knowes A. Taylor THE AVTHOVR PArdon how ere these rank'd for w'haue this sway A Herauld cannot what a Poet may An argument approu'd trie by our names Th'on's tytles Seruant and the other fames A. Taylor ENCOM 14. TO POESY O! that but at the rate thou should be bought Priz'd by the true-iudicious Time hath brought Such store to bounties lap as now 's the name Of bounty turn'd illiberall and her frame That while-ere spread so large each hee that could Conferre had it retain'd did it but hold What did confirme a Muse What should produce The alteration Will no more the sluce Giue the Swan leaue to prune but in the streame Despect her sad confusion Whose's so meane In what to worth belongs would not apply A life if in his power before she dye On her that sings ill tutord's not that hee In 's education that to harmonee Lends no affecting-eare none was but o Past times were good these times not being so Must needs bee ill But surely some cause brings This mirthlesse desolation With twelue strings Apollo gaue's a Lute and did preferre Those would make Musicke but aboue would erre Since then hee left 's since then some do betray His prou'd-decree trying how more will say To what 's said then al 's strangers Th'vntrue voice Retaines more Patrons more will if anoice They can make patronize And it is now So with Diuiner Poesie These times how Those sing that care not and too in these times Not sence but words composeth most their times Now Poetizing In this rude age-latter More stands to make the Meeter then the Matter Rightly to tell Th'authours strange 'gree vnto Of three parts one to say and two to do But what iudicious censure times rude rape Growing from rudest lets the rudest scape Yet their due castigations doth infect Breath of coelestiall aire and harsh neglect Procures to them bestowes't from generous spirits Such throng presents the Patrons best who merites Is scarce distinguish'd these being the crimes Of these right-worthy yet vnworthy times To grace thee and thy Muse them heere surueies The forme I hold that haue the perfect keies Of vnderstandings entrance and can giue Right to the all I giue I did not striue In this to build a frame that might containe Large-place i' th' sellars-stall I did but aime At freedome for my next which as my hope In formes shall bee my share Me-thinkes much scope These labours did possesse no Muses first Workes should bee tedious because euer worst I know thy power retaines the ancient powers It euer could But it is thought the howres Haue numbred neere their date and that the time Spares not our fame a time ô 't is the prime Our hopes affect best motions ciuillizes Who er'e rightly attempts and simpathzies The forme of fairest times Yet more belongs To do our clime more right t' impaire these throngs And out of all giue best power to proceed Diuinely more then th'ages past agree To celebrate Men worth in ruder times Aspir'd their titles not these worthy climes Shall memoriz'd bee Tha'are the truest faire Of past and present Knowing-Arts declare Our happinesse best Poesie Brittaine friend Actions bee worthi'st that doe worthi'st end Time a chiefe part conferres this thee I send That may bee Brittaines worthies and my friend FINIS