as much reverence feele Shaking his Rattle as his rod of steele I know 't was Henries principle for he Both out of valour and distrust would goe Himselfe in Person'gainst the Enemie The Turkish bounds were first extended so As some observe for their first Sultans tooke Some charge in every battaile that was strooke Besides their presence brings more clearely in Claime to the Glory of the victory Of which some Princes have so jealous bin That Constantine this Act did ratifie To us the Honour of the Conquest yeeld A hundred miles though distant from the field Lincolne makes to the King although no ayde As he had promis'd to himselfe appeard And though he saw his confidence betray'd He wisely did dissemble what he fear'd And lightning hopes were in his browes exprest Though loud despaire did thunder in his brest T was done like a Commander he must call Assurance to his most deplor'd occasion A Captaines passion 's Epidemicall And souldiers put it on by imitation A souldier will his Captaines colours weare Be they the Red of Ioy or Pale of Feare Lincolne encamp'd upon a hill so high His hopes were once but Henry in the plaine So was his Case Lincolne resolv'd to try His fortune presently march'd downe againe And from the hill descending to the vale Himselfe was his owne Emblem of his fall â—hen t was advis'd whether they should protract â—r suddenly upon the Rebels fall â—ut Henry willing that great chiefe to act â—ho by deferring nothing conquer'd all Calls for the fight and Politickes have cast In all defections Generals must make hast â—ut how they fought is told so nakedly â—s if the writers of those times had layd â— blanke in that part of the History â—o let the moderns guesse what should be sayd For Chronicles doe it so lamely tell As if t were sayd they came they fought they fell They say the Vangard where the King did lead Did onely to the fight assistance bring â—s if the King in charity would spread â—ome Princely lustre on this pretty thing Who would have beene a king though he were none Here was his Glory he had fought with one And Lovell feeling that the fight grew hot Thought of a cooler and would swimme the Trent But long before the other side he got Was swallow'd by the angry Element It seemes the streame out of a loyall sense Would nor support a Traytor to his Prince But valiant Swarts for terme of life did take Possession of the ground where he did stand And Lincolne too whom though his Hopes did make The sole Commander once of the whole land Measure him now and he 'le no more contest Give him sixe foote let who will take the rest There was the mock-king younker Simnell tooke Whose word was Regno when he did appeare On th' highest cog of Fortunes wheele but strooke To sine Regno now the lowest there Thus Honours Pyramid it selfe extends Into a Point then in a nothing ends But Henries scorne or pitty would not goe So farre as to his life rather thought fit To keepe him in his Kitchin for a show Where he should turne a Scepter to a spit And there the king whose right they did so boast Must be content to fit and rule the roast Nor would Augustus have that Puppit slaine That Alexander who was brag'd to be King Herods sonne but in a brave disdaine Enslav'd him in his Gallies so that he Who gloried at the Helme of State before Sate then degraded tugging at an Oare After the field was won Henry did fall To weede the rootes whence following wars might spronght As 't were to cancell the Originall Whence future discords might be copied out Had he left off when th' Enemie did flye He had but woo'd not wedded Victory He cut off all th' adherents that did stand For the late Rebells and each sparke bereave Of hope to reenflame it was a brand Stamp'd upon Caesars actions not to leave A warre halfe done From an unvanquish'd foe And yet provok'd the greatest dangers grow Now Henry look'd abroad and having here Dispell'd the sullen mists began to throw His lustre and his Influence elsewhere Like to a naturall Agent which doth show Its vertue in the Center first and thence Dilate it selfe to the circumference And it was time for now King Charles of France Aiming at Brittaigne in 's ambitious minde Quarrels the Duke for succouring Orleans Who had fled to him 'T is not hard to finde Pretenses when inferiours should be vext Give me but Pow'r I 'le finde out a pretext The French Embassadours to Henry sue Or to stand Neuter or their Master aide Against Brittaines Duke but Henry knew Should he doe either Brittaine were betray'd And in this Dutchie were the French invested We should by sea at pleasure be infested But this Dilemma was well neare above All Henries Logick Henry was so ty'd Both to this King and Duke that he must prove Ingrate to one ayding of either side He hath a Wolfe by th' Eares and doth not know Whether 'ts best to hold or let him goe He would not stand a Neuter like the Bat When Beasts and fowles in the feign'd Battaile fought And therefore curs'd to flye in darkenesse that Had Henries vertue into question brought For not asserting Justice which must be Faire on one side upon necessitie At last concludes for Brittaine for he should At once be Charles his friend and his owne foe Should he ayde France and no injunctions hold Man to such offices as man undoe The strictest Moralist will set me free Where my owne gratitude would ruine me Henry indeede by a Particular tye Had beene much bound to France but he was more Bound to preserve his subjects liberty Which had beene hazzarded were Brittaine lost The greater Bond thus making voyde the lesse Who can implead him of ingratefulnesse Then was the Action mov'd in Parliament To feele the People who of their innate Envie to France did promise to resent The case of Brittaine their confederate Were Brittaine swallow'd first they stood perplext 'T were a preparative to take England next And that the succours might be more compleat By joyning Gold to Steele they give the King A subsidie Henry did seldome treate Of any warre but did some treasure bring The coursest Ore he wisely could refine And digge his Gold out of warres Iron Mine That time without commission from the King The hot Lord Woodvile in the Brittons ayde Levied foure hundred men a desperate thing And Introduction to have a state betray'd To Private men this Priviledge afford You arme the Subject 'gainst his nat'rall Lord. But as if fortune had resolv'd to tell The world his act was rash he lost his blood And though his Cause was just yet justly fell In th' Action for to make a quarrell good 'T is requisite the Combatant should show Both a just Cause and Deputation too Soone as the newes of this defeate did land So soone the English succours
set to sea But that soone was too late when towres doe stand With bending browes men will immediately Set buttresses he that would save a state In its decline must not procrastinate This stay made Henry censur'd and the blot Was mark'd of all set in so high a fane As Henries worth Small Starres obscur'd would not Be mark'd by Kepler or the Noble Dane But be the Sunne Eclips'd th' Eclipse will be Tooke to a Digit by some Alestrâ—e That which deceived him was he set his rest That Charles meant faire but he drew closely on His warre i' th' Treatie and that Rule profest That th' Eleventh Lewis lectur'd to his sonne To learne but so much Latine as might tell And tutour him how to dissemble well Besides his trust in Maximilians strength Who was to marry with Brittanias heire Impos'd upon him for that King at length Shew'd himselfe nothing when he lost so faire A Hope as She for he cold Suitour did Dutchesse and Dutchy too by Proxie wed This Confidence her followers betrayes Mounts us to foile us like the Eagle just When she will breake she will the Tortoise raise Henry had sav'd this Dutchy by distrust That argument of weakenesse seldome heard The weakest thing should be the strongest guard The subsidie was now to be collected But he must be beholden to his sword For 's mony which the Northerne men protected As Gryphons doe the Ingots which they hoord Or like the Mines which as Olaus writes Have for their Guardians Subterranean sprites For the Commissioners no sooner came To York-shire but they rais'd a mutinie In stead of mony for King Richards name Being there still in recent memory Rose like a spirit at some conjuration And the great word i' th' Circle was Taxation For they as once the Androsians did pretend Want whom when Athens did enjoyne to pay A Tax and for the levying it did send The Goddesse Violence We have sayd they A Goddesse too as powerfull as she A Goddesse which we call Necessity This roused Henry in just rage to see Th' authoritie of Parliament cast downe To countermand what there th' Estates decree Doth make a blow directly at the Crowne And should he suffer that he should commit Implicit treason ' gainst himselfe and it And should he winke at th' Antecedent there He would be forc'd this Consequent to see The rest by dangerous Logick would inferre If Yorke-shire will not pay it why should we And by strange Grammar never taught in Schoole From on Example make a Generall rule Then to Northumberland his Mandates goe With strict injunctions nothing to remit But he the businesse doth carry so That by the People thought the cause of it He 's slaine in th' Act sure Henry was at cost Before a Pennie got a Noble lost Being thus in Blood the malcontents agree To goe against King Henry and conclude Chamber and Egremond their chiefes should be And thus the many-headed Multitude Although it boasted Heads enough before To be more Monster will have two Heads more Fame with one of her Pinions soone had writ This newes to Court Surrie as soone was sent To hush this Tumult and annihill it Who like a Tempest scouring as he went Some of those Clouds scar'd at his presence flew But like the wind call'd Cecias others drew For the Principalls were tooke and led To Yorke where they did by just vengeance fall Chamber in gallant manner suffered For he was hang'd in State above them all Thus Chamber even in ruine did aspire For they erected him one story higher But Egremond seeing the cause miscarry And all his followers like a mist dispeld Fled into Burgundy that Sanctuary Of Traytours who like vapours hence expeld To Her as to the middle Region flew The Place whence Henries greatest Tempests grew Then Henry call'd a Parliament againe For subsidies he did remunerate With Lawes and such were framed in his Reigne As with th' old Heroes shall him celebrate Lycurgus would be prow'd if hither sent To be but Clerke of Henries Parliament For 't was a Principle amongst the Prime Of their Law givers t' have the law aspire To the Condition of the present time And seldome had their mounture planted higher But in all Henries statutes Henries eye Look'd through the present at futurity In England then as in Polonia now Were but two sort of People the whole land Or in too base servility did bow Or in too high a statelinesse command To have no meane a vacuum doth imply Abhor'd in states as in Philosophy The reason was inclosures farmes were then Turn'd to demesnes therefore the land as yet No Yeomen had but clownes or Gentlemen Th' abuse reform'd did that third sort beget So proving what our Logicke doth deny The best division is Trichotomie By this mysterious way our Soldiery Had its foundation layd in any states To live too poorely or too gallantly Vnapts the spirits and emasculates For through a softnesse and habituall feare One cannot suffer th' other cannot dare Which makes a morall Monster in the state A fortitude defective in one part For action joyn'd with passion integrate The All of valour and a Souldiers heart Must have them so that yet they hardly know Which is the chiefe to suffer or to doe But then this sort of men as a third creature Bred up in fulnesse and some taking paines Amphibion like partaking of each nature Made able foote so having equall graines Of pow'r to doe and suffer valour went By this new mixture to a temperament This time were Maximilians subjects growne To Rebells and the newes to Henry flies Who like a King did make the case his owne For he stood Vmpire in all injuries As if Astrea when she did abhorre The Earth had made him her Executour And to such perfect Rebels that they tooke Their Soveraigne Prisoner after faith was made And loyalty was vow'd when he did looke For all things rather than to be betray'd Dangers most dangerous when we doe not minde it Not to looke for it is the way to finde it And in this Act a Smith stir'd most about Basenesse first tramples on a humbled Crest The Emblem proves that the ignoble rout Scoffes most at greatnesse clouded and deprest The Pygmies mocked Alcides when he slept And none but Hares by the dead Lyon leapt A Smith was busiest with the Emperour The Cornish Rebels did a Smith obey A Bardeaux Smith first strooke the governour Who came a civill discord to allay And the Ephesian Silver-smiths did make An uprore for their great Dianas sake Tumults seeme incident to Smiths by fatâ— Whose very Trade doth as an Emblem show Both the Incendiaries of a State And bellowes too which the sedition blow The Hammers with their harsh tumultuous jarre Make in their braines a kind of Civill warre How did that Time crosse its first course when fate Would Kings subject to their owne subjects doome Th' English rebell These their King Captivate The Scots Kill
theirs as if the dayes were come The Cynick spoke of that when he was dead Nature inverst should stand upon her head Then into France the King some forces sent In show to keepe the English Pale unwonne But in his secret and his chiefe intent To succour Maximilian thus the Sunne In his apparent course posts to the West But by his hidden tract creepes to the East Now before Dixmue were the French set downe And raised thus by th' English a French spie Promis'd in lieu of Pardon from the Towne To bring them safe upon the Enemie So whilst the Towne by th' English then releev'd Reprev'd a Rogue a Rogue the Towne reprev'd This Emissary brought them all unseene Close to the Campe which carelesse never thought That th' English Forces could so neere have beene Who for a hundred lives the Conquest bought This Engin first against the Towne did lye But a Rope turn'd it on the Enemie Lord Cordes madded to be thus disgrac'd Beleagred Newport and so farre prevail'd That the French Banner on a Fort was plac'd But soone remov'd so powerfully assail'd Such stormes came whistling from the English bow Their Lilies planted there not long could grow For some few Archers newly had put in At Newport Hav'n who by successe did show So much of strength that Cordes thought they had bin More than indeed they were for looking through Th' Event as through a Multiplying Glasse He judgd their number greater than it was Conceite the weakest things can fortifie And in a turne the strong debilitate This few thought more did thousands terrifie For our Imagination may create Reall effects though here no cause to yeeld His owne Opinion beate him from the field This Lord wish'd madly that he might be fir'd Seven yeares in hell so he might Callis take But when his seven yeares lease had beene expir'd I doubt this wish he would his second make To lye there seven yeares longer to have beene Secur'd by faith ne'r to come there agen Having for Maximilian thus prevail'd He pres'd him to the Marriage with the Heire Of Brittaine for although his armes had fail'd He thought the losse of Brittaine to repaire This way and judg'd that though his Armes did misse A Ladies Armes more Powerfull than his And Maximilian did so farre proceed He married her by Proxie who did lye â—'th ' spowsall sheetes with one legge but indeed That Court devise had no validity 'T was a lame match what could the Proxie doe With his one leg where 's master should have two King Charles resolved that this tricke was vaine Nor caring though his friends turn'd Enemies Mockd at the Ceremony and to gaine The Lady planted golden Batteries Not so to win a woman is hard hap When Iove rain'd Gold Danae held her lap And that which winneth in a Ladies eye King Charles was lusty Maximilian old Content to lye with her by Deputy Who would not choose this heate before that cold The Lady yeeldes nor will I thinke it strange That two such things should make a woman change Nor could she well deny if Charles entreat For if she should in Opposition lye Then out of France warres did her Country threat Therefore to yeeld was her best Policie Turne Mars to Venus and not fight but wed And so conclude the quarrell in a bed But here 's the Knot King Charles himselfe is bound To Maximilians daughter by contract And she to Maximilian but he found A tricke to solve both riddles with one Act. And by the dextrous cunning which he try'd One knot he loosed and another ty'd Want of consent did both contracts bereave Of validnesse the Dutchesse was his Ward And could not match her selfe without his leave Th' other by her minority was bard Charles having thus broke this made a new band And set his owne for Maximilians hand But that his drift may lye obscur'd he sends Embassadors to enterteine our King In vaine beleefe and to atcheive his ends Whilst Henry mock'd imagin'd no such thing Charles by dissembling first this Dutchie gat Therefore to keepe it there 's no Art but that In bodies naturall the same things doe Keepe them which made them and Philosophy Saith Elements are Aliments T is so In Bodies Civill for in Policie 'T is a rul'd Case That as a State is gain'd By the same Arts that state must be mainteind They to divert his thoughts doe pray our King Would let their Master his owne Ward dispose Thus they the match would to conclusion bring And the first note scarce heard be in the close And by strange Method make our Henry see A Bridegroome e're he should a Suitour be They tell him that their Master did intend A warre against the Turke and to advance His Flower de Lis against their Moone and send Against the Turkish bow the Gallicke Lance. True he was Plannet-strooke but that was done By Brittaignes Venus not the Turkish Moone But now his misted Counsels did appeare The marriage did breake out for all to see 't Which plainely sundred the two Kings who were Like to lines Parallell which will not meete ' Though drawne to an infinity for they Who differ in their Ends part in their way This double Injury to lose his owne And daughters match made Maximilian breake To boundlesse rage with which sweld up and blowne The lesse he could performe the more did speake 'T is hollownesse and emptinesse of ground Which makes an Eccho multiply the sound His passion something cold Reason step'd in To shew his weakenesse and advise him looke For aydes abroad nor his revenge begin Vnsided Henry with his wrongs is strooke Like needles of the same magneticke touch If you moove one the other moves as much But knowing that Conjunction of Heads Is a good part of speech Henry unites His Councels with his owne though a Prince leads Th' Action in chiefe he in the Plurall writes Mandamus volumus to let men know He doth in Businesse with his Councell goe Then warre was noys'd in Parliament which nam'd As if some exorcisme had beene conceiv'd To call up spirits they were all inflam'd To wipe of the disgrace which they receiv'd For Brittaignes losse and to repaire their shame He slighteth vertue that will slight his fame Their memories present them with the sight Of the French Trophies by their Gransires wonne Here the fift Henry there the Edwards fight I' th' field of their Imagination Before the Sonnes when such faire Coppies stand They must write bravely or a bastard hand That Parliament which much conduc'd to warre He did a Stature against Mort-paies make Least Captaines should defraud their men who are Cold Gamesters when no money is at stake They 'l beare no Armes but when the Field is fuller And bravelier charg'd with Metall than with Colour And so 't was here they such a Taxe did grant That not a Souldier justly could repine 'T is fearefull when they doe their wages want Or food for hunger keepes no
Bodies cease to grow 't is the presage Of a decline to their decrepit Age. Cald to these warres Henry good will did show To pay his money that himselfe might stay Yet please the Pope he would in person goe If Christian Princes first their discords lay For Henry knew they had the causes beene Why Christian Armes no good successe had seene While our first Richard that same Lyon-heart His banners did in Syria advance And with his Conquests made the Sultan start King Phillip seizd on Normandy and France Forc'd him to lay that glorious action downe And quit the worlds affaires to save his owne But when another Phillip had espousd The quarrell and such preparations made That the East trembled our third Edward rowsd And claiming France the expedition staid Thus Emulation foiles us and while we Conquer our selves the Turks triumphers be But at this time no Holy warre went on The pence for other use were kept in store For when the Faire and Jubile were done The rattle of the war was heard no more When the Deneirs were paid they understand They were for Rome and for no Holy-land Our Arthurs nuptiall with Spaines Katharine Succeedes this yeare of Jubile at Rome Which we deluded with our Hopes divine Would be a yeare of Iubile at home Vaine man to Hopes vaine as himselfe will trust And Dust will build its confidence on dust Things with slow strides to their perfection grow Then they take wings and to their period hast A seav'n yeares treaty made this marriage slow Whose joy with Arthur did not seven months last To the conjunction of the Moone and Sun A month 's requird but in an hou'r 't is done And heav'n it seemd the Marriage would retard The windes displeasd her landing did oppose Or Sea-borne Venus her arrivall bard Who with a frowne wrinckling the waves arose And stopd the Bark vext that her youthfull Nun Should tast of sweets which should so soone be don Married at Pauls with state celebrious The Tryumphs of the marriage did succeede He was Arcturus she was Hesperus And King Alphonsus did their fortunes reade No story tels what his predictions were But if for good he or the stars did erre For these two Princes in November met And th' April following divorced are By the command of Death Arcturus set And had his even before his evening-star His Hesperus who the new spheare did prove Of Henries armes where she did longer move For compensation of this yeare th' encrease Of Triumphs doe attend th' ensuing yeere With Brittaine 't is the Epocha of peace Her peace begins her computation there Write all that yeare in Red for it is all But as one Holy-day and Feastivall Margeret eldest daughter of the King King Iames to wife did by a Proxie take Which told by Fame the Bels contend to ring A peale as lowd as Fames and Bon-fires make So great a light that if heav'ns light were don They might have made a Day without a Sun Then into Scotland did this new Queene goe Whom a brave troope of Lords and Ladies bring Iâ—â—â—llant order and Majestick show To Edâ—nborrough to her spouse the King And there with all magnificence of state This glorious Marriage they did consummate A thousand little Cupids with their wings Did blow their fires and heighten their delights And every Grace a flowrie present brings Then Hymen president of marriage Rites Beckned for silence with his Torch of Pine Vsed at Nuptials and did thus divine My Torch turnes cleare and with the pointed flame Not dimme nor winking doth white houres foretell And if my skill be true I see the same Portended in the stars by which I spell Future events and fortunes that are set Downe in those lights Heav'ns mystick Alphabet In them Faire Bridegroome fairer Bride I reade This Marriage shall two hostile Realmes attone Which must be married too yours doth preceede As Introduction to that greater one That marriage as the substance Heav'n points at Yours is the figure and the Type of that Your Marriage is their contract and inferres Th' espousals of those Kingdomes in your hands The Genij of two nations hold out theirs Which shall hereafter consummate those bands But the Solemnities are kept by fate For your posterity to celebrate It is a worke of Time there cannot be The spring-time in your Age and Harvest too Your Age the seede the next the blade shall see A third the Eare. Thus China Grandsires doe Bury their Porcellan dishes in the ground Whose profits but to their sonnes heires redound Both Realmes a while with their own blood shall flow Alli'de in blood before alli'de but th' End Shall be a firmer love for a brave foe If reconciled mâ—kes the bravest friend All things from strife Originally rose And discords must this harmony compose Thus th' Elements did in the Chaos fight When jarring seedes did in her Matrix lye When cold with hot when heavie with the light Did combate with intestine mutinie Till on th' Abysse a Spirit did display His brooding wings and arbitrate the fray Mars bath'd in blood shall on the borders ride With terrour in the Van death in the Reere And in this quarrell fatall to decide These realmes with mutual cuts their brests shall teare As if they meant through those large wounds to see Each others hearts 'fore they would married be â—et shall this Vnion no debtour be To victory nor be a Conqu'rours prize The Authour shall descend from you and Hee â—hat must unite this Paire from you shall rise And that Rich Pearle which doth the Vnion hight Shall be derived from this Margarite Your off-spring a Pacificke Prince shall knit This sacred bond this true-love Knot shall tye Biest are Peacemakers shall be justly writ His Glorious Motto in whose Monarchie Drummes shall be silenc'd and alarums cease As at the Birth of the great Prince of Peace If the impressions of licentious rage And markes of ancient enmitie remaine They shall be cancel'd and effac'd that age By the milde peace of his auspicious reigne Nature no more her prickles shall disclose In Scottish thistle or in English Rose Thus Hymen spake this Heav'ns accomplish'd have And with the Sea as with a Ring have Knit This Royall paire Let Venice cease to brave That she contracts the Sea and marries it Let her stand dumbe at this more glorious thing What there is marri'd here is but the Ring Ne're could the Sea which doth about them flow With her imbrace put them in minde of love For her encircling armes did nothing doe But make a stage whereon their Armes to prove And two feirce realmes the Gladiatours were To combat in this Amphitheater T is thought the Policie of France did breake Th' intended marriage of this froward paire For if for us alone France were too weake Th' united Scots would force her to despaire Since th' English Aspect was alone so fear'd At their Conjunction how had they beene scar'd Therefore when th'