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By which his subiects may exalt his throne, And could his beames lay open peoples' harts,
He here should find a triumph, such as he
Shine forth, great Charles, accept our loyall In diff'rent zones distinguisht cold and heate,
(sworus, Sent light or darknesse, and by his commands Throw from your pleasing eies those conqu’ring Appointed limits to the seas and lands.
That when vpon your name our voyces call,
Soft ayre, rebounding in a circled ring,
For vowes, which with so strong affection flie
Sincerity and Concord, ioin'd in pray'r
For him, whom Nature made vndoubted heyre Raise vp your wings, and to the world declare Of three faire kingdoms) wilt his angels send His solid judgment, bis inuention rare,
With blessings from his throne this pompe t'attend. His ready elocution, which ye found
l'aire citty, England's gemme, the queene of trade, In deepest matters that your schooles propound. By sad infection lately desart made, It is sufficient for my creeping verse,
Cast off thy mourning robes, forget thy teares, His care of English language to reilearse.
Thy cleare and healthfull lupiter appeares : He leades the lawlesse poets of our times,
Pale Death, who had thy silent streets possest,
And some foule dampe or angry planet prest
But since my Muse pretends to tune a song
Whence shall I kindle such immortall fires ?
From ioyes or hopes, from pray ses or desires ?
Yet nothing told but what we see and feele.
A thousand tongues for him all gifts intreate,
How high that vertue will ascend in age. lle neuer would our gen'rall joy forget,
In him, our certaine confidence vnites
From ancient times no greater name can come
And reades in faithfull hearts these zealous lines :
Preuents ons dangers: how shall we declare
Our thankfull minds, but by the humble gift
So must we imitate celestiall bands,
Which grudge not to performe diuine commands
His brest, transparent like a liquid food, SOUERAIGNE LORD, KING CHARLES. Discovers his aduice for publike good : Aurora, come: why should thine enuious stay
But if we iudge it by deceiuing fame, Deferre the joyes of this expected day?
Like Semele, we thinke loue's piercing flame Will not thy master let his horses tunne,
No more than common fire in ashes nurst,
Till forinelesse fancies in their ertours burst.
Shall we discusse his counsels! We are blest
The plants, which, when he went, were growing OF THE PRINCE'S JOURNEY.
Retaine their former liu'ries to be seene, [greene,
When he reviewes them: his expected eye
Preseru'd their beauty, 'ready oft io die.
And strikes the Heau'n with sound of treunbling
Obserues our wordes, and with repeating noise
Which might vpon his meate, the vapours, feed.
We maruell not, that in his father's land
Behold, how Spaine retaines in eu'ry place
Some bright reflection of bis chearcfull face !
And driues away the clouds that dimm'd his rayes,
Who rules so farre, till now could neuer final
No words of welcome can such planets greete,
The Sonne desires his absence to supply: [light, Their sacred concord runnes through many sighes,
And in the Lyon's heart the kingly starre.
And feeles attraction of his seruants' lones,
Now he ascends, and gines Apollo leave He hastes to gather tribute of his owne,
The joyfull neighbours all his passage fil!
Rest here (great Charles) and shine to vs alone, which decpely fixt in many rauisht hearts,
In kvots of light along the milkey way.
Thence to the land returning in his barge,
The waues leape high, as proud of such a charge;
The niglit makes speed to see him, and prevents
The pressing windes, with their officions strife,
Had caus'd a tumult dang'rous to his life.
But their Commander checks thein, and restrainer
Their hasty seriour in accustom'd chaines :
This perill (which with feare our worils decline)
Was then permitted by the band divine,
To Heau'n, and needfull to the people here.
When he resolues to crosse the watry maine,
See what a change his absence makes in Spaine !
The Earth turnes gray for gricfe that she conceive's That hauing felt how darkuesse can affright,
Birds lose their tongues, and trees forsake their
Now noods of teares expresse a sad farewell,
Ambitious savles as with his greatnesse swell:
To him old Nereus on his dolphin rides,
Presenting bridles to direct the tides;
V PON THE
OCTOBER THE FIFTH.
He calles his daughters from their secret caues, With chearefull voices taught their whceles fa (Their snowy necks are seene aboue the waues)
runne, And saith to them : “ Behold the onely sonne That such a father might have such a sonne; Of that great lord, about whose kingdomes run Since God exalts you on this earthly stage, Our liquid currents, which are made his owne, And giues you wisedome farre aboue your age, And with moyst bulwarks guard his sacred throne : To judge of men, and of their active pow'rs : See how his lookes delight, his gestures moue Let ine lay downe the fruits of priuate houres Admire and praise, yet Nye from snares of loue: Before your feet; you neuer will refuse Not Thetes, with her beauty and her dowre, This gift, which beares the title of a Muse. Can draw this Peleus to her watry bowre,
Among your serious thoughts, with noble care He loues a nymph of high and beau’nly race, You cherish poets, knowing that they are 'The eu'ning Sunne doth homage to her face, The starres which light to famous actions giue, Jlesperian orchards yeeld her golden fruit,
By whom the mem'ries of good princes live : He tooke this journey in that sweet pursuit." You are their prince in a peculiar kind, When thus their father ends, the Nereids throw Because your father hath their art refin'd. Their garlands on this glorious prince, and strow And though these priests of greatnesse quiet sit His way with songs, in which the hopes appeare Amidst the silent children of their wit, Of joyes too great for humane cares to heare. Without accesse of sutours, or dispatch
Of bigh affaires, at which th' ambitious catch; 'They are not idle, when their sight they rayse Beyond the present time to future daies;
And braue examples sage instructions bring ANNIVERSARY DAY OF THE PRINCE'S In pleasing verses, which our sonnes may sing RETURNE,
They oft erect their flight aboue the land,
With soft Thalia, mix their Jiff'rent strings,
And by their musick make celestiall things; The world's creation vnder Autumne's reigne,
More fit for humane eares, whose winding rounds When trees abound in fruit, grapes swell with ivice, Are easly fill'd with well digested sounds.
Pale Enuy and dull Ignorance reproue
This exercise, as onely apt for loue,
Deuis'd t'allure the sense with curious art; Of yceres and ages from this happy day,
But not t'enrich the vnderstanding part. Refusing those accounts which others bring,
So might they say, the Sunne was onely fram'd He crownes October, as of moneths the king.
To please the eye, and onely therefore nam'd No more shall huary Winter claime the place,
The eye of Heau'n, conceiuing not his wheele And draw cold proofes from Janus' double face; Nor shall the Ram, when Spring the Earth adornes, of lively heate, which lower bodies feele.
Our Muses strive, that cominon-wealths may be Vnlocke the gate of Heau'n with golden hornes :
As well from barb'rous deedes as language free: Dry Summer shall not of the Dog-starre boast,
The seu’rall sounds in harmony combin'd (of angry constellations honour'd most)
Knit chaines of vertue in the hearer's mind :
And that he still may haue his teacher by
With measur'd lines, we please his curious eye:
We hold those works of art or nature best, The seasons, and can them in order range,
Where order's steps most fully are exprest :
And therefore all those ciuill men that live
By law and rule, will to our numbers giue
The name of good, in which perfection rests ; And with her orchard's treasure deckes her browes.
And feele their strokes with sympathyzing brestse It is our Charles, whose euer loued name
Not oratours so much with flowing words Hath made this point of Heau'n increase in fame : Whose long-thought absence was so much deplor'a, | Cau sway the hearts of men, and whet their
swords In whom our hopes and all our fruits are stor'd.
Or blunt them at their pleasure, as our straines, He now attaines the shore, (O blessed day!) And true Acbates waites along his way,
(Whose larger spheare the orbe of prose containes) Our wise Anchises for his sonne prouides
Can men's affections lessen or increase, This chosen seruant, as the best of guides.
And guide their passions, whisp'ring warre or peace.
Tyrtæus, by the vigour of bis verse, A prince's glory cannot more depend
Made Sparta conquer, while his lines reherse Epon his crowne, than on a faithfull friend.
Fler former glory, alınost then subdude
This poore lame poet bath an equall praise MOST ILLUSTRIOUS PRINCE CHARLES, With captaines and with states-men of his dayes :
The Muses claime possession in those men,
Who first aduentur'd with a nimble pen Divine example of obedient heires,
To paint their thoughts in new invented signes, High in my hopes, and second in my prayers : And spoke of Nature's workes in numbred lines: Prve injage of your father to the life,
This happy art, compard with plainer wayes, hon Tinoe desir'd, and Fates in iealous strife, Was sooner borne, and not so sooae decayes:
OF THE EXCELLENT VSE OF POEMS.
She safer stands from time's devouring wrong,
Leander here no dang'rous journey takes, As better season'd to continue long;
To touch bis Hero's hand :
[land, But as the streames of time still forward flow, Our Hellespont with ships becomes as firme as So wits more idle and distrustfull grow :
When this sweete nymph her place of birth They yeeld this fort, and cowardly pretend
forsakes, Prose is a castle easier to defend :
And England signes of welcome makes, Nor was this change effected in a day,
As many as our gladsoine coasts have little graines But with degrees, and by a stealing way :
of sand. They pull the Muses' feathers one by one,
That voyce, in which the continent was blest, And are not seene, till both the wings be gone.
Now to this iland calls
(walls: If man, injoying such a precious mine,
The living woods and rocks, to frane new rising Esteein'd his nature almost made diuine,
The moouing hills salute this bappy guest,
The rivers to her seruice prest,
to Seuerne falls.
This royall payre, the bridegroome and the Yet in the lands that honour'd learning's name,
With equali glory shine :
[bride, Were alwayes some that kept the vestall flame
Both full of sparkling light, both sprung from Of pow'rfull verse, on whose increase or end
race diuine. The periods of the soul's chiefe raigne depend.
Their princely fathers, Europe's highest pride,
The westerne world did sweetly guide :
To them, as fathers of their realmes, we golden
Great Henry, neuer vanquisht in the field,
Rebellious foes could tame.
[name: The liuely flame shali neuer yeeld to death,
The wisdome of our James bred terrour in his But gaine immortall spirit by your breath.
So that his proudest aduersaries yeeld,
Glad to be guarded with his shield,
Our Charles and Mary now their course preTO THE PRINCE.
Like those two greater lights, [pare,
Which God in inidst of Heau'n exalted to our I, eu'ry man a little world we name,
sights, You are a world most like the greatest frame :
To guide our footsteps with perpetual care,
Time's happy changes to declare :
The one affoords vs healthfull daies, the other
See how the planets, and each lesser fire,
Along the zodiake glide,
And in this stately traine their offices diuide!
No starre remaines excepted from this quire,
But all are ioyo'd in one desire,
To moue as these their wheeles shall turne, and
rest «here they abide. Your noble firmenesse to your friend is found : What can these shouts and glitt'ring showes For you are still the same, and where you loue,
But peuer fading ioyes ?
[portend, No absence can your constant mind remoue. The lords in rich attire, the people with their So gooddesse spreads it selfe with endlesse lines,
poyse, And so the light in distant places shines :
Expresse to what a height their hopes ascend,
Which like a circle haue no end :
ing age destroyes.
The towers of earthly blisse.
Mirth shall attend on Health, and Peace shall
Plenty kisse :
The trees with fruite, with flowres our gardens LORD, XING CHARLER, AND OUR GRACIOUS LADY,
Sweete honey from the leaues distillid,
For now Astræa's raigne appeares to be a tipe of this. THE ocean long contended (but in vaine)
O may our children with their rauish't cyes To part our shore from France.
A race of sonnes behold, Let Neptune shake his mace, and swelling Whose birth shal change our ir'n to siluer, waues aduance:
brasse to gold.
(may rise The former vnion now returnes againe,
Proceede white houres, that from this stocke This isle shall once more kisse the maine
Victorious kings, whom Fame shall prize loya'd with a flowry bridge of loue, on whish tbe More dearely, than all other names within her Cracer dance.
nely fram'd pre nam'd his sheele
Iths may be
bind i miod: er by vrious eye best,
prest: it live giue a rests;
We wish a sonne, #hose smile,
Who may be worthy of his father's stile,
May answere to our hopes, and strictly may com
Let both their heads be crown'd
With choysest flowers, which shall presage Proclaim'd in March, when first we felt the spring, That loue shall fourish, and delights abound, A world of blisse did to our iland brivg:
Tive, adde thou mauy dayes, nay, ages to their And at his death he made his yeeres compleate,
[asswage. Although three days he longer beld his seate. Yet nener must thy freezing arme their holy fires Then from that house when he reioic'd to sing,
Now when they joyne their hands, Great Britaine torne before, enioves a king:
Behold, how faire that knot appeares ! Who can the periods of the starres repeate?
O may the firmenesse of these nuptiall bands The Sunne, wno in his annuall circle takes
Resemble that bright line, the measure of the A daye's full quadrant from th' ensuing yeere,
yeeres, [ioynes the hemispheres.
OF HIS MAJESTIB's vow
QUESSE OF BUCKINGHAM.
The hopefull tree, thus blest, securely growes,
Abundant dew on it the planter throwes.
You are this plant, my lord, and must dispose
For him his subieets wish with hearty words, As our Apollo by his skill foreshowes :
Is now the prophet of your faire increase.
MY LORD OF BUCKINGHAM'S WELCOME
TO THE KING AT BURLEY.
Sır, you haue euer sbin'd vpon me bright,
But now, you strike and dazle me with light:
You, England's radiant Sunne, rouchsafe to grace Ilere Venus stirs no flame, nor Cupid guides thy My house, a spbeare tow little and too base: lines,
[Lucina shines. My Burley as a cabinet containes But modest Hymen shakes his torch, and chast
The gemme of Europe, wbich from golden reines
Of glorious princes to this height is gronze,
And joyres their precious vertues all in one:
When I your praise would to the world professe;
reale and earnest feruour presso Fit to be seene by none, but by bis louely bride: Which should be first, and their officious strife If him Nareissuis should behold, he would forget his Restraines my hand from painting you to life. pride.
I write, and having written, I destroy,
Because my lines haue bounds, but not my joy.
QUESSE OF BUCKINGHAM,
AT THE BIRTH OF HIS DAUGUTER.