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Atropoïon Delion, or, The death of Delia with the teares of her funerall. A poeticall excusiue discourse of our late Eliza. T.N. G.
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Newton, Thomas, gent.
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1603
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STC 18513.5; ESTC S110150
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And to be chang'd to clay her Robes from gould Her princely Guard to Woormes her bed to mould NYMPHAE NOw hath Attendance done the last commande That loue or duetie to our Delia ought It need not watch her call or slender hand The one is mute the other wastes to nought Now are our Reuels and our dauncing sport Turnde all to sighes each one to priuate plaine Now Delia can no more remooue her Court The Graue's her Pallace and the woormes her traine Shee is arrayde in Robes in Pearle in Stone But not so rich as she was wont to bee For why shee lackes vs Ladyes euery one The worst her selfe shee lackes as well as wee Her Robes are sullen such as Earth containe Her Stones vnpollish't Pearle Earthes sinking raine HEROES OVr eyes did now behold their last beholding Of Delias shape wrapt in obscuritie Till that the crummie Earth her corpes infoulding Had blinded vs with his condensitie Returning then our thoughtes began to paint Her lyuelie shape with new rememberaunce And comming to her face a new Complaint Grew thinking on so sweete a countenaunce That then we thought we had a new to make Both mourning vestmentes teares graue hearse and all For Delia seem'd a new in life to wake When was but done a new her Funerall A griefe vnto vs all to them most wretched To whom our Deliaes loue and bountie stretched PHISICI With Chastitie the Nimphes and noble Peeres Out ouer-weeried Wittes and drowsie Eyes Restles retires with droughtlesse spring of teares To thinke how Delia in a colde bed lyes We thought our Arte would haue preseru'd her euer But now we see his purest power and strength Was but for to prolong and not deliuer Her life which death did ouercome at length No trust we put in Phisicks Arte at all But this when alwayes we began to make it For life no more to be effectuall Till when her stomacks strength did faile to take it Which weekenesse finding in her vitall vaines Then ended she her life and we our paines Sepulchrum CASTITATI Loquens HEnce from my mouth and wast no more thy teares No teares preuaile to take my Delia from me No sighs can make my breast that thee vp-reares Dissolue in two with kneeling thus vpon me But to the greene-grasse sprouted hilles be winging Where pleasure doth release the time of sorrow And where in pleasure sorrow sits a singing When one sad soule anothers brest doth borrow There make a Chaplet of the sweetest flowers That prettie pinked Groue or Dale doth yeeld There shade thy temples in those templed bower That canopize the haunters of the field And round about thee in the Springing Meedes The Swaynes will finger Ditties to their reedes OR els gird Bow and Quiuer to thy side And run with Cynthia in the Pheboone-parke To seeke the Hart where he his head doth hide With bended Bow whiles chopping Talbots barke That after Midday-heat some Willow vnder You may betake your selfe to bathe and wash In some cleare spring kept coole with such an number That none may see you nak'd to sport and dash Thou may'st be happie that in Bruiuses snow Thy slight was not decree'd nor Delias death On euery twigge a thousand pleasures graue That now a Heauen doth scarce resemble Earth Leaue kneeling teares bid farewell Court trayne For them thou knowst not when to see againe Sepulchrum NYMPHIS Loquens AS her I haue dismi'st so must I you Nought can release your Queene my armes must keepe her No sad submission though you bend and bow Are ought of force to make ye more be-weepe her Binde vp your haire wipe both your cheekes and eyes Leaue wringing kneeling thumping of my brest Enuie not me though in me Delia lyes For shee contented giues her selfe to rest For I am night and bed her life was day Wherein cours'd and recours'd her cares of minde Which wearied her at last but I for aye Am that sweete rest wherein shee rest doth finde O Nymphs for Delia why so much complaine yee Doubtlesse as good a Queene will entertaine yee Sepulchrum HEROIBVS Loquens ASsemble now no more for Consultation I meane for Delias safetie life and state I take vpon me now her preseruation All wits extending duetie comes too late You haue committed her vnto my keeping Shee is my prisoner I am her Gaole The debt 's so great that neither gold nor weeping Nor all the world beside can be her baile Bondage is iudg'd to be her punishment Death officer to execute her woe For Time perpertuall imprisonment Perpetuall to earth to Heauen not soe For Ioues sweete Mercurie will from her tombe Release your Delia at the day of Doome Vermes MEDICIS Loquens YOu that by Art procure the ease of man With short abridgement of continuance T' is short you see for not beyond a spanne The greatest Prince of all you can aduance Your ease is wasting ease and Nature spendeth Perchance you 'le say it addes vnto the breath Not so in age for then it but besriendeth The heart to bring it to a pleasant death For now your labours vaine you see at last The leafes and Rules of Gallen lies at rest And now when all your hope is dead and past No more you search to finde Probatum est Now what 's your art in power ne all you haue Cannot preserue her bodie in the Graue FOr what 's her body now whereon such care Was still bestow'd in all humilitie Where are her robes is not her body bare Respectles in the earths obscuritie Now where 's her glory and her Maiestie Her triple crowne her honour state and traine Are not her riches all in pouertie And all her earthly Gloryes past and vaine Now where are all her cates her glorious dishes That were by death of sundry creatures spread Her Fowles her fat Quadrupidists and Fishes Are they not liuing now your Delias dead And we in life too filthy for her tooth Are now in death the next vnto her mouth With that the greedy wormes their heads shrunk down The graue shut close her heauie brooken ground And crawling crept vnto hee liuelesse crowne Much like to Flyes about a bleeding wound Then all her Mourners eyes were vailde and blinde They weepe not now with passion of the sight But with a true remembrance of the minde They meane to mourne their Delia day and night Thence they returne where Delis helplesse lyes Each one betakes him to a priuate place To wipe the teares of ouer delug'd eyes Instead of her to welcome such a Grace As all the Boundes of Europe ne the Earth Affords a wiser Prince of greater Birth FINIS In laude Authoris PASSE foorth pure â—em to Subiects censuring And what thy vertue yeelds let Subiects read Free is thy heart from false dissembling For which thrice happie in so blest a deed Small is thy port yet with rich Trueth art grac't And zealous Trueth in highest Heauens is plac't VVhere she great Empresse euer singing liueth Before his christal Thron which al good giueth More white than Snow free'd from infirmitie Crown'd with pure Lawrell of Eternitie Many haue writ sad Elegies of woe But these true Mourners with her Funerall goe I O St. G. Medium fuit Phisica Regna propria Regna aliena Terra mortaliti subiecta num erum dim inuit câ—â—lum 〈◊〉 contra Ad 〈◊〉 terra Humus hum 〈…〉 Ci 〈…〉 Whitehal Greenwich Richmond In corporata mortte Separata vita Tempus tibiatum ferro inâ—umile 〈…〉 pedatum Elephantis pedibus Nodi representant miseâ—tas tempora soâ—oris Illum aureum auream gubernationem Nodus accumilatus Vita sincin Morte moritur amor Aditus eius in mundum Mors est vltimus morsus Mors non habet essentiam nihil aliud est nisi actio deoâ—um 〈◊〉 est 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Fuit casta Religiosa vera Sit viuens Fama mortua corpore viuans anima Aequalitas mortaâ—itatis inter Reges pauperes est in morte post mortem