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A poem congratulatory on the birth of the young prince most humbly dedicated to Their August Majesties King James, and Queen Mary / by Mr. D'Urfey.
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D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
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Licensed Iune 27. 1688. R. P. A POEM Congratulatory ON THE BIRTH OF THE Young PRINCE Most Humbly Dedicated to their August MAJESTIES KING IAMES and QUEEN MARY Written by M r D' URFEY Quo nihil majus meliusve terris Fata donavere bonique divi nec dabunt Quamvis redeant in Aurum Tempora priscum Horace Lib. 4. Ode 2. LONDON Printed for Ioseph Knight and Francis Saunders at the Blue Anchor in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange 1688 A POEM Congratulatory ON THE BIRTH OF THE Young PRINCE I. AS in a sullen Clowdy backward Spring The Husbandman as Clowdy does appear Mourning to see his Plants no Blossoms bring To Crown the Beauty of the ripening Year II. The Sun o' th' suddain dissipates his fears From whose kind heat each Plant a Soul obtains His griefs are turn'd to Joy to Smiles his Tears Seeing though late the Off-spring of his Pains III. So when your People Sir that wish'd your Fame And knew that Kings though Sacred Mortal are Doubted an Heir to your Immortal Name And Night might come without an Evening Star. IV. When Ominous Mistrust fill'd every Breast And Sadness there did like a Chaos show Th' Eternal dash'd the Darkness from the East And said Let there be Light and it was so V. Then kindled Atoms form'd a Beam so bright The dazling Joy three Kingdoms did adorn All Nature seem'd to revel in delight That happy Minute when the Prince was Born. VI. Each friendly Star shot his propitious Ray And blest the Morning of his Royal Birth Foretelling the Meridian of his Day Would spread his Glory through the spacious Earth VII Amazing Pleasure the Beholders seis'd When Goddess Nature first expos'd a Boy The Gracious Mother in her Pangs was pleas'd But who can speak the Mighty Father's Joy VIII Such was their Joy who by the Rainbow knew The sinful World should delug'd be no more Such hers who at the Blessed Virgins view Perceiv'd the Mighty Prophet that she bore IX Hail then Great Monarch Parent of us all Glad Father of an Off-spring now more dear Permit me grov'ling at thy Feet to fall And shew my Hearts true Joy and Duty there X. No hollow Sounds of Temporizing Love Nor byass'd Duty taints my Loyal Breast A solid Faith does my Allegiance move And what I now I always have exprest XI Duty compell'd's an Artificial Cheat A Dull false Pebble clos'd in Metal base 'T is Inclination always best can set A Gem so proper for a Monarch's Grace XII A Loyalty that Care nor yet Distress Nor Friends Allurements Threats of Foes nor Fear Not proffer'd Wealth Reproof nor yet Disgrace Can alter is the Gem we ought to wear XIII Since Kings can do no wrong what strange Decree Is that which can Allegiance backward draw Duty Chief Point should of Religion be And an Obedience Passive should be Law. XIV The Curr that snarls at Edicts of his King Methinks should streight set up a Monarch School And perfect in the knack of Governing Teach his Anointed Sovereign how to Rule XV. Desire him to give up his Regal Power And veil his Judgment to Plebeian Tricks Thus let the awful Lyon reign no more Because the Ass would vent his Politicks XVI Let such as he repine at that blest day That gave this best of Blessings to our view Whilst I in Hymns of Joy all Glory pay To Heaven first and then Great Sir to You. XVII Next Hayl most bright and most ador'd of Queens To whom all Sects do publick praise allow Opinions most precise subdue their Spleens And Ave Maries are most proper now XVIII To You by Heaven ordain'd the Sacred Mold That to Enrich us this bright Medal Coyn'd More dear than Diamond Rocks or Worlds of Gold What thanks ah what Addresses shall we find XIX Like needy Bankrupts wasted is our Store Which wishes to supply can never serve All Pens too worthless are all Words too poor T' express the mighty Praise that You deserve XX. Well have your strict Religious Vows been paid To Heaven since your chief Suit is granted there Who would not be by your Example led If Gifts like This are the Effect of Prayer XXI And who the Crowded Paths of Court has trod That your untir'd Devotion has not seen Ador'd by Men and so belov'd of God You more of Saint discover than of Queen XXII With Pity stor'd and every Royal Grace So well You Your Majestick Part have plaid What were great Bounty in another place To you seems as a Debt but justly paid XXIII Uncommon Vertue gains uncommon Grace Well may the Stoick grant her Life is pure Whose pious thoughts so firm in Heaven are plac'd No Worldly Pomp or Grandeur can allure XXIV Who can too loud your Joy and Fortune sing A Joy that o're all other far prevails Since Bounteous Heaven has sent the only thing You wanted upon Earth A Prince of Wales XXV A Rising Sun to influence this Isle Divinely form'd all Heroe from the Womb Methinks I see the Royal Infant smile As if he knew his Glorious Fate to come XXVI A Fate that my Prophetick Soul Divines O're Foreign Nations shall extend its Power Whilst to Obedience Home-born Rage declines And English Rebels shall be found no more XXVII His very Name has proud Sedition hush'd And Babling Faction has no more to say His Infant Glory has their Envy crush'd Whilst press'd by Fear dissembled Love they pay XXVIII Upon his Foes th' Illustrious Babe does smile Though at his Feet pale Treachery bows down As if he knew and scorn'd each subtle wile Design'd against him or his Fathers Crown XXIX Alcides so in his large Cradle lay Strangling Rebellious Vipers with his hand By Envy sent t' oppose his future sway Who ere his Birth was modell'd for Command XXX To Natures Care belongs the Common Mould Slight second Causes form Plebeian Earth But when a King is Cast a Senate's call'd And Angels sit in Council at his Birth XXXI Wit Valour Beauty Fortunate Success Each Heavenly Officer in order brings And by Command from the Eternal Bless This Mighty Off-spring of the best of Kings XXXII Thus though your Reign Great Sir in broils began Till Phaeton came tumbling from the Sky Bringing the Stubborn Rabble Headlong down To Curse a Lunatick that soar'd too high XXXIII With real Joy may all your People see What wondrous Blessings Heaven had in store That from Lifes greatest dangers set you free Of stormy Sea and the more stormy shore XXXIV And now to Close all Blessings up in one And give your Royal Heart true Cause of Bliss Great Providence presents you with a Son And to your Kingdoms boundless Happiness XXXV All Joy to Caesar then and to the Queen And to Augusta if true Joy she knows Though to her shame she has once Wav'ring been And to her Mighty Lord a Faithless Spowse XXXVI Pamper'd and Proud of a true City Race Under Devotions Veil contriving ill Wrong is the Zeal Allegiance does not Grace And false the Church that teaches to Rebel XXXVII Our Holy Matron ne're such Doctrine taught Her Principles of Faith all Loyal are Founded on Truth and from Tradition wrought Clear as the Light and shining as a Star. XXXVIII Enthusiastick Schism the humour leads Of such as can no Monarchy endure Effects of sickly Brains and empty Heads And Treasonous Railing is they think a Cure. XXXIX The Wise man speaks no ill but hopes all right Nor looks too near the Sun left sight should fail So th' brave not Conquering his Foe in fight Allows it base behind his back to rail XL. But Carping Momus in each Age must be A Zany plac'd to make a Monarch sport The Fop and Parasite we often see Are two Essential Figures in a Court. XLI Yet useful Law and Learning flourish there But above all the Souldier leads the Van Whilst humble Poetry brings up the Rear And ever to his grief is hindmost Man. XLII Inspiring Poetry that decks the Mind With Reasons richest Phrase to speak to Kings And as a Gift peculiar was design'd To treat of Mighty Heroes mighty things XLIII Wits truest Mirrour where it sees its Face Adorn'd with modest as with Beauteous Charms And own'd by all th' Illustrious Roman Race Embellishment for Kings as well as Arms XLIV Now lonely walks with sad dejected look Whom Ignorance beholds with scornful Eyes As if it were a shame to know a Book And a disgraceful scandal to be Wise. XLV But you Great Sir the English Muses King Cheer their Cold hopes with Beams of Royal Grace Else perish'd were the Fam'd Castalian Spring And wholly Ruin'd Great Apollo's Race XLVI A common genius common Souls Inspires Coyn'd off in hast each to his post is hurl'd Poets have part of that Coelestial Fire That makes a King contemn the sordid World. XLVII With Wealth and Arms your Empire Sir is blest With Noble Arts I hope will flourish too The English Imitate old Romans best And we the Fam'd Augustus find in You. XLVIII And may this Royal Babe Your Kingdoms Joy The Richest Gem that does Your Crown Adorn His Youth by Grace and Vertue dignify That all may Bless the Minute He was Born. XLIX May his Great Valour o're the World be known Whilst blest Success each Glorious Act Proclaims May History be fill'd with his Renown And the Fourth Edward Vail to the Third Iames. L. And may Your Sacred Self live long and Reign With Your Bright Consort sharing lasting Joy May Heaven inform the Genial Bed again And soon produce a second Royal Boy LI. May Golden Peace with Pleasure guild Your Days From Rebels free and Treasons Hellish Arts Health Fame and Unity Your Grandeur raise Kings then Reign best that govern Subjects Hearts FINIS * London * Edward the Black Prince who won the Battails of Cressy and Poictiers c. and took the French King Prisoner