The vvorkes of Edmond VValler, Esquire, lately a member of the Honourable House of Commons in this present Parliament — Works. 1645

The vvorkes of Edmond VValler, Esquire, lately a member of the Honourable House of Commons in this present Parliament — Works. 1645

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Of His MAJESTI•S receiving the newes of the Duke of Buckinghams death.

To the King on his Navy.

Vpon His MAJESTIES repairing of PAULS.

of the danger of His Majesty (being Prince) escaped all the rode at Saint An•tere.

To the QUEEN, occasioned upon fight of her MAJESTIES Picture.

The Apology of sleep: For not approaching the Lady who can do any thing but sleep when she pleaseth.

The Country to my Lady of Carlile.

The Countesse of Carlile in mourning.

In answer to, &c.

On my Lady Dorothy Sidneyes Picture.

To Vandike.

As Pens-hurst.

At Pens-hurst.

To my Lord of Lei••ster.

To my young Lady Lucy Sidney.

Of the Lady who can sleep when she pleases.

Of the mis-repore of her being painted.

Of her passing through a crowd of people.

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To Amorett.

The story of Phoebus and Daphne appli'd.

Of Mrs. Ardea.

On the discovery of a Ladies painting.

To a Lady from whom he received a Silver Pen.

On a brede of divers colours, woven by foure Ladyes.

On the head of a Stag.

To a Lady in retirement.

The Misers speech in a Mask.

To my Lord of Northumberland upon the death of his Lady.

To my Lord Admirall of his late sicknesse and Recovery.

On the friendship betwixt Sacharissa and Amorett.

A la Malade.

Of her Chamber.

Of loving at first sight.

The selfe banished.

Of the Queene.

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Thirsis, Galatea.

Tabula Phoebi & Daphnis.

The battell of the Summer Islands.

Canto I.

Canto II.

Canto III.

Vpon the death of my Lady Rich.

To the Queen Mother upon her Landing.

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Of Love.

To the mutable faire.

Of Salley.

To Mrs. Braughton.

Puerperium.

To Phillis.

To Phillis:

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To Amoret.

To my Lord of Falkland.

Of a Lady who writ in praise of Mira.

To one marryed to an old man.

For drinking of Healths.

To Flavia, Song:

On my Lady Isabella playing on the Lute.

The Fall.

Of Silvia.

The Budd.

To a Lady singing a Song of his composing.

At the mariage of the Dwar•fes.

Vpon Ben. Iohnson.

To Mr. George Sands, on his Translation of some parts of the Bible.

Chloris and Hilas.

Vnder a Ladies Picture.

In answer of Sir Iohn Sucklings verses.

To A. H: of the different successe of their Loves.

An Apologie for having loved before.

Palamede to Zelinde, Ariana, Lib. 6.

Mr. VVALLERS SPEECH IN PARLIAMENT. 1641. Against the Prelates Innovations, False Doctrin, and Discipline; reproving the perswasion of some Clergie-men to his Majesty of Inconveniencies: Who themselves, instead of Tilling the Ground, are become sowers of Tares. VVith a Motion for the Fundamentall, and Vitall Liberties of this Nation, which it was wont to have.

Mr. WALLERS SPEECH in PARLIAMENT, At a Conference of both Houses in the painted Chamber Iuly 6. 1641.

Mr. WALLERS SPEECH IN THE HOVES of COMMOMS On Tuesday the 4th of Iuly, 1643. Being brought to the Barre, and having leave given him by the SPEAK•R, to say what hee could for himselfe, before they proceeded to expell him the HOUSE.

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THE VVORKES OF EDMOND VVALLER Esquire, Lately a Member of the Honourable HOUSE of COMMONS, In this present Parliament.

Imprimatur NA. BRENT. Decem. 30. 1644.

LONDON, Printed for Thomas Walkley. 1645.

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Of His MAJESTI [...]S receiving the newes of the Duke of Buckinghams death.

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So earnest with thy God, can no new care:

No sense of danger interrupt thy prayer?

The sacred Wrestler till a blessing given

Quits not his hold, but halting conquers heaven:

Nor was the stream of thy devotion stopp'd

When from the body such a limb was lopp'd,

As to thy present state was no lesse maime,

Though thy wise choice has since repair'd the same;

Bold Homer durst not so great vertue [...]ain

In his best pattern [...] of Patrolus slaine,

With such amazement as weake mothers use,

And [...]rantick gesture he receives the news:

Yet fell his darling by th'impartiall chance

Of war, impos'd by Royall Hectors lance,

Thine in full peace, and by a vulgar haud

Torne from thy bosome left his high command.

The famous Painter can allow no place

For private sorrow in a Princes face:

Yet that his price might not exceed beliefe,

He cast a [...]ail upon supposed grie [...]e.

Twas want of such a president as this

Made the old heathen frame their god amisse.

[Page] Their Phoebus should not act a fonder part

For the fair boy, then he did from his heart;

Nor blame for Hiaci [...]thus fate his owne

That kept from him wi [...]h'd death, had'st thou bin known.

Yet he that weighs with thine good Davids deeds,

Shall sinde his passion, not his love exceeds.

He curst the mountaines where his brave friend dy'd,

But lest salfe Ziba with his heir divide:

Where thy mottall love to thy blest friends,

Like that of heaven upon their seed descends.

Such huge extreams inhabit thy great minde,

God-like unmov'd, and yet like woman kinde;

Which of thy ancient Poets had not brought

Our Charles his pedigree, from heaven and taught

How some bright dame comprest by mighty love

Produc'd this mixt divinity and love?

To the King on his Navy.

VVHere ere thy Navy spreads her canvas wings

Homage to thee, and peace to all she brings:

The French and Spaniard when thy flags appear

Forget their hatred, and consent to fear.

So love from Ida did both hoasts survey,

And when he pleas'd to thunder part the fray.

Ships heretofore in seas like fishes sped,

The mightiest still upon the smallest fed.

Thou on the deep impos'st stricter lawes,

And by that justice hast remov'd the cause

Of those rude tempests which for rapine sent,

Too o [...]t alas, involv'd the innocent.

[Page] Now shall the Ocean as thy Thames be fre [...]

From both those [...]ates of stormes and pi [...]acie▪

But we most happy, who can fear no force

But winged troops, or Pegasean horse.

Tis not so hard for greedy foes to spoyle

Another Nation as to touch our soyle.

Should natures selfe invade the world againe,

And ore the center spread the liquid main:

Thy power were safe, and her [...] hand,

Would but enlarge the bounds of they command.

Thy dreadfull sleete would [...] let thee Lord of all,

And [...]ide in triumph ore the drowned ball.

Those towers of oake ore [...]ertile plaines might [...]

And visit m [...]untains where they once did grow.

The worlds restorer once could not endure

That finish'd Bahell should those men secure:

Whose pride design'd, that fabricks should have stood

Above the reach of any second sloud.

To thee his [...]osen more indulgent he

Dares trust such power with so much piety.

Vpon His MAJESTIES repairing of PAULS.

THat shipwrackt vessel which th'Apostle boro

Scarce suffer'd more upon Melitas shore,

Then did his Temple in the sea of time

(Our Na [...]ons glory, and our N [...]ions crime.)

When the first Monarch of this happy Isle▪

Mov'd with the ruine of so brave a pile,

This worke of cost and pie [...]y begun

To be accomplish'd by his glorious Son:

[Page] Who all that came within the ample thought

Of his wise sire, has to perfection brought.

He like Amphion makes those quarries leap

Into fair figures from a consus'd heap:

For in his art of Regiments is found

A power like that of harmony in sound.

Those antique minstrels sure were Charles like Kings,

Cities their lutes, and ful jects hearts their strings;

On which with so divine a hand they strook

Consent of motion from their breath they took.

So all our mindes with his conspire to grace

The Gentiles great Apostle, and deface

Those State observing sheds, that like a chaine

Seem'd to confine and fetter him againe;

Which the glad Saint shakes off at his command

As once the viper from his facred hand:

So joyes the aged Oake when we divide

The creeping lvy from his injur'd side.

Ambition rather would effect the same

Of some new structure; to have [...] her name

Two distant vertues in one act we finde

The modesty, and greatnesse of his minde;

Which not content to be above the rage

And injury of all impairing age,

In its owne worth secure, doth higher clime,

And things half swallow'd from the jaws of time

Reduce an earnest of his grand designe

To frame no new Chuch, but the old resine:

Which Spouse like may with comly grace command

[...] then by force of argument or hand.

For doubtfull reason few can apprehend,

And War brings ruine, where it should amend.

[Page] But beauty with a bloodlesse conquest findes

A welcome sovereignty in rudest minds.

Not ought which Shebas wondring Queen beheld

Amongst the works of Solomon excell'd,

His ships and building; emblems of a heart

Large both in magnanimity and art:

While the propitious heavens this worke attend,

Long wanted showres they forget to send;

As if they meant to make it understood

Of more importance then our vitall food.

The Sun which riseth to salute the quire,

Already finish'd, setting shall admire

How private bounty could so far extend;

The King built all, but Charles the Westerne end:

So proud a fabrick to devotion given,

At once it threatneth and obligeth heaven.

Laomedon that had the gods in pay,

Neptune, with him that rules the sacred day,

Could no such structure raise, Troy wall'd so high,

Th'Atrides might as well have forc'd the sky.

Glad, though amazed, are our neighbour Kings

To see such power employ'd in peacefull things,

They list not urge it to the dreadfull field,

The taske is easier to destroy, then build,

of the danger of His Majesty (being Prince) escaped all the rode at Saint An [...]tere.

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Nor had his Highnesse bid farewell to Spaine,

And reacht the sphere of his own power the main▪

With Brittish bounty in his ship he sea [...]s,

Th'Hesperian Princes, his amazed guests;

To finde that watry wildernesle exceed

The entertainment of their great Madrid.

Healths to both Kings attended with he rore

Of Cannons eccho'd from th'effrightod shore;

With loud, esemblance of his thunder prove

Bacchus the seed of cloud compelling love;

W [...]ile to his harpe divine, Arion sings

T [...]e loves and conquests of our Albion Kings,

Of the fourth Edward was his noble song,

Fierce, goo [...]ly, valiant, beautifull and young.

He rent the Crowne from vanquisht Henries head,

Rais'd the whi [...]e rose, and trampled on the red:

Till love triumphing ore the victors prids,

Brought Mars and Warwick to the conquer'd side:

Neglected Warwick (whose bold hand like fate

Gives and resumes the Scepter of our State)

Wooes for his master, and with double shame

Himselfe deluded, mocks the Princely dame.

The lady Bona whom just anger burnes,

And forreigne was with civill rage returnes:

Ah spare) our swords where beauty is too blame,

Love gave th'affront, and must repaire the same:

When France shall boast of her whose conquering cies

Have made the best of English hearts their prize;

Have power to alter the decree of fate,

And change againe the councels of our State.

[Page] What the Proph [...]tick muse intends alone

To him that feels the secret wound is knowne:

With the sweet sound of this harmonious lay

About the keele delighted Dolphins play:

Too sure a signe of Seas ensuing rage,

Which must anon this Royall troope engage:

To whom soft sleep seems more secure and sweet

Within the Towne commanded by our fle [...]t.

These mighty Peers plac'd in the guilded Barge,

Proud with the burden of so brave a charge;

With painted oars the youth begin to sweep

Neptunes smooth face, and cleave the yelding deep,

Which soon becomes the seat of sudden war

Between the wind and tide that siercely jar;

As when a sort of lusty shepherds try

Their force at foot-ball, care of victory

Makes them salute so rudely breast to breast,

That their encounters seem too rough for jest.

They ply their feet, and still the restlesse ball

Tost too and fro is urged by them all.

So fares the doubtfull Barge't wixt tide and winds,

And like effect of their contention [...]inds;

Yet the bold Britaines s [...]ill securely row'd,

Charles and his vertue was their sacred load:

Then which a greater pledge heaven could not give

That the good boat, this tempest should outlive:

But storms encrease, and now no hope of grace

Among them shines, save in the Princes face.

The rest resigne their courage, skill and sight

To danger, horrour, and unwelcome night.

The gentle vessell wont with state and pride

On the smooth back of silver Thames to ride;

Wanders Astonish'd in the angry maine

As Titans car did, while the golden raine

[Page] Fill'd the young hand of his adventrous son

When the whole world an equall hazard run

To this of ours: the light of whose desire,

Waves threaten now, as that was skar'd by fire,

The impatient sea grows impotent and raves

That (night assisting) his impetuons waves

Should finde resistance from so light a thing:

These surges ruine, those our safety bring.

Th'oppressed vestell doth the charge abide,

Only because as [...]ail'd on every side.

So men with rage and passion set on fire,

Trembling for haste impeach their mad desire.

The pale Iberians had expir'd with fear:

But that their wonder did divert their care,

To see the Prince with danger mov'd no more

Then with the pleasures of their court before.

God-like his courage seem'd whom nor delight

Could soften, nor the face of death affright.

Next to the power of making tempests cease

Was in that storme, to have so calme a peace.

Great Maro could no greater tempest faine

When the loud windes usurping on the maine;

For angry Iuno labour'd to destroy

The hated reliques of confounded Troy:

His bold Eneas, on like billows tost

In a tall ship, and all his Countries lost:

Dissolves with fear, and both his hands upheld,

Proclaimes them happy whom the Greeks had quel'd▪

In honourable sight our Hero set

In a small shallow fortune in his debt;

[Page] So nearo a hope of Crowns and Scepters more

Then ever Priam, when he slourish'd, wore

His loynes yet full of ungot Princes, all

His glory in the bud; lets nothing fall,

That argues fear: if any thought anoyes

The gallant youth, 'tis loves untasted joy [...]s,

And deare remembrance of that fatall glance,

For which he lately pawn'd his heart in France:

Where he had seen a brighter Nimph then she

That sprung out of his present foe; the sea

That noble ardor more then mortall fire,

The conquered ocean could not make expire:

Nor angry Thetis, raise her waves above

The heroique Prince, his courage, or his love,

Twas indignation, and not feare he felt,

The shrine should perish where that Imaged welt.

Ah love forbid, the noblest of thy straine

Should not survive to let her know his paine:

Who nor his perill minding, nor his slame,

Is entertain'd with some lesse serious game

Among the bright Nimphs of the Gallique Court,

All highly borne, obsequious to her sport:

They roses seem within their early pride,

But halfe reveal, and halfe their beauties hide.

She the glad morning which her beams doth throw,

Upon their smiling lea [...]es, and gild them so:

Like brihht Aurora, whose refulgent Ray

Foretells the fervour of ensuing day:

And warnes the shepherd with his [...]locks retreat

To leafie shadows from the threatned heat.

From Cupids string of many shasts that fled

Wing'd with those plumes which noble same had shed:

[Page] As through the wondring world she flew and told

Of his adventures haughty, brave and bold:

Some had already touch'd the Royall maid,

But loves first summons seldome are obey'd,

Light was the wound the Princes care unknowne,

She might not, would not, yet reveale her owne.

His glorious name had so possest her ears,

That with delights, those antique tales she heares

Of Inson, Thesous, and such Worthies old,

As with his story best resemblance hold.

And now she viewes, as on the wall it hung

What old Musens so divinely sung:

Which art with life and love did so inspire

That she discernes, and favours that desire:

Which there provokes th'adventrous youth to swim

And in Leanders dangers pities him;

Whose not new love alone but fortune seeks

To srame his story like that amorous Greeks.

For from the sterne of some good ship appears,

A friendly light which moderates their fears:

New courage from reviving hope they take,

And climbing ore the waves that taper make;

On which the hope of all their lives depends,

As his on that fair Heroes hand extends.

The ship at anchor like a fixed rock

Breaks the proud billows which her large sides knock;

Whose rage restrained foming higher swells,

And from her port the weary barge repells;

Threatning to make her forced out againe,

Repeat the dangers of the troubled maine.

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Twice was the cable hurl'd in vaine; the fates

Would not be moved for our sister States:

For England is the third successefull throw,

And then the Genius of that Land they know:

Whose Prince must be (as their owne books devise)

Lord of the Scene, where now the danger lyes.

Well sung the Roman Bard, all human things

Of dearest value, hang on slender strings.

O see the then [...]ole hope, and in designe

Of heaven our joy supported by a line:

Which for that instant was heavens care above

The chaine thats fixed to the throne of Iove;

On which the fabricke of our world depends,

One linck dissolv'd, the whole creation ends,

To the QUEEN, occasioned upon fight of her MAJESTIES Picture.

WEll fare the hand which to our humble sight

Presents that beauty which the dazling light

Of Royall splendor hides from weaker eyes:

And all excesse (save by this art) denies.

Here only we have courage to behold

This beam of glory, here we dare unfold

In numbers thus the wonders we conceive;

The gracious Image seeming to give leave

Propitious stands, vouchsafing to be seen;

And by our muse saluted Mighty Queen▪

In whom th'extreams of power and beauty move

The Queen of Brittain and the Queen of Love.

[Page] As the bright Sun (to which we owe no sight)

Of equall glory to your beauties light,

Is wisely plac'd in so sublime a seat

T'extend his light, and moderate his heat.

So happy' tis you move in such a sphere

As your high Majesty with awfull fear,

In humane breasts might qualifie that fire

Which kindled by those eyes had flamed higher,

Then when the scorched world like hazard run

By the approach of the ill guided Sun.

No other Nimphs have title to mens hearts,

But as their meannesse larger hope imparts:

Your beauty more the fondest lover moves

With admiration then his private loves;

With admiration. for a pitch so high

(Save sacred Charles his) never love durst flye.

Heaven that preferr'd a Scepter to your hand

Favour'd our freedome, more then your command.

Beauty had crown'd you, and you must have bin

The whole worlds mistris, other then a Queen.

All had bin Rivals; and you might have spar'd,

Or kill'd and tyranniz'd without a guard.

No power atchiev'd, either by arms or birth

Equalls loves empire, both in heaven and earth.

Such eyes as yours, on Iove himselfe have throwne

As bright and fierce a lightning as his owne:

Witnesse our Iove prevented by their flame

In his swift passage to the [...]esperian dame.

When (like a Lion) finding in his way

To some intended spoile a fairer prey.

The Royall youth pursuing the report

Of beauty, found it in the Gallique Court:

There publique care with private passion fought

A doubtfull combate in his noble thought.

[Page] Should he confesse his greatnesse, and his love,

And the free faith of your great brother prove.

With his Achates breaking through the cloud

Of that disguise which did their graces shroud;

And mixing with those gallants at the ball,

Dance with the Ladies and outshine them all:

Or on his journey ore the mountaines ride;

So when the fair Le [...]cothee he espy'd

To check his steeds; impatient Phebus carn'd,

Though all the world was in his wars concern'd,

What may hereafter her meridian doe,

Whose dawning beauty warm'd his bosome so:

Not so divine a flame, since deathlesse gods

Forbore to visite the defil'd abodes

Of men, in any mortall breast did burne,

Nor shall till piety and they returene.

The Apology of sleep:
For not approaching the Lady who can do any thing but sleep when she pleaseth.

MY charge it is, those breaches to repaire

Which nature takes from sorrow, toil and care,

Rest to the limbs and quiet, I conser

On troubled minds; but nought can adde to her

Whom heaven & her transcendent thoughts have plac'd

Above those ills which wretched mortals taste.

Bright as the deathlesse gods, and happy she

From all that may infringe delight, is free;

[Page] Love at her Royall fe [...]t his quiver layes,

And not his mother with more haste obeyes.

Such reall pleasures, such true joyes suspence,

What dream can I present to recompence?

Should I with lightning fill her a wfull hands,

And make the clouds seem all at her commands;

Or place her in Olimpus top, a guest

Among th'mortalls who with Nectar feast:

That power would seem that entertainment short

Of the true splendor of her present Court;

Where all the joyes and all the glories are

Of three great Kingdomes, sever'd from the care,

I that of sumes and humid vapours made,

Ascending doe the seat of sen [...]e invade.

No cloud in so serene a mansion finde

To over-cast her ever shining minde,

Which holds resemblance with those spotlesse skies,

Where flowing Nilus want of raine supplies.

That christal heaven, where Phoebus never shrouds

His golden beams, nor wraps his face in clouds.

But what so hard which numbers cannot force,

So stoops the moon, and rivers change their course.

The bold Moenian made me dare to steep

Ioves dreadfull temples in the dew of sleep.

And since the Muses do invoke my power.

I shall no more decline that sacred bower

Where Gloriana their great mistresse lyes,

But gently taming those victorious eyes,

Charme all her senses; till the joy full Sun

Without a rivall hal [...]e his course has run:

Who while my hand that [...]airer light consines

May boast himself the brightest thing that shines.

The Country to my Lady of Carlile.

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Madam:

OF all the sacred Muse inspir'd,

Orpheus alone could with the woods comply

Their rude inhabitants his song admir'd,

And natures selfe in those that could lye.

Your beauty next our solitude invades,

And warms us shining, through thickest shades.

Nor ought the tribute which the wondring Cou [...]

Paies your fair eies, prevail with you o [...] scorne

The answer and consent to the report

Which eccho-like the Country doth return.

Mirrors are taught to flatter, but our springs

Present th'impartiall images of things.

A rurall judge dispos'd of beautics prize,

A simple shepherd was preferr'd to Iove,

Down to the mountains from the partial skies

Came Iano, Pallas, and the Queen of Love,

To plead for that which was so justly given

To the bright Carlile of the Court of Heaven,

Catlile a name which all our words are taught,

Loud as his Amarillis to resound.

Carlile a name which on the barke is wrought

Of every tree thats worthy of the wound.

From Phoebus rage, our shadows, and our streams,

May guard us better then from Carliles beams.

The Countesse of Carlile in mourning.

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VVHen from black clouds no part of skie is clear

But just so much as lets the Sun appear:

Heavens then would seem thy image, and reslect

Those sable vestments, and that bright aspect.

A sparke of vertue by the deepest shade

Of sad adversity is fairer made;

Nor lesse advantage doth thy beauty get

A Venus rising from a sea of jet.

Such was the appearance of new formed light

While yet it strugled with eternall night:

Then mourne no more lest thou admit encrease

Of glory by the noble Lords deccase.

We finde not that the laughter loving dame

Mourn'd for Anchises; [...] was enough she came

To grace the mortall with her deathlesse bed,

And that his living eyes such beauty fed:

Had she bin there, untimely joy through all

Mens hearts diffus'd, had mar'd the sunerall.

Those eyes were made to banish griefe: as well

Bright Phoebus might affect in shades to dwell,

As they to put on sorrow; nothing stands

But power to grieve, exempt from thy commands:

If thou lament, thou must doe so alone

Griese in thy presence, can lay hold on none:

Yet still persi [...]t the memory to love

Of that great Mercury of our mighty Iove:

Who by the power of his enchanting tongue

Swords from the hands of threatning Monarchs wrung

War he presented, orsoon made it cease,

Instructing Princes in the arts of peace:

[Page] Such as made Sheba's curious Queen resort

To the large hearted Hebrews famous Court.

Had Homer sate among his wondring guests,

He might have learn'd at those stupendious feasts,

With greater bounty, and more sacred state.

The banquet of the gods to celebrate.

But O! what elocution might he use,

What potent charmes that could so soon infuse

His absent masters love into the heart

Of Henrietta for cing her to part

From her lov'd brother, Country, and the Sun,

And like Camilla ore the waves to run

Into his armes, while the Parisian dames

Mourne for their ravish't glory at her slames?

No lesse amaz'd then the amazed stars,

When the bold charmer of Theslalia wars

With heaven it selfe, and numbers does repeat,

Which call discending Cinthia from her seat.

In answer to, &c.

VVHat [...]ury has provok't thy wit to da [...]e

with Diomed, to wound the queen of love

Thy mistris envy, or thine owne detpair?

Not the just Pallas in thy heast did move.

So blind a rage with such a different fate,

He honour won, where thou hast purchast [...]re

She gave assistance to his Trojanfoe;

Tho [...] that without a rivall thou maicst love▪

Dost to the beauty of thy Lady owe,

[Page] While after her the gazing world does move

Canst thou not be content to love alone,

Or is thy mistris not content with one?

Hast thou not read of fairy Arthurs shield,

Which but disclos'd, amaz'd the weaker eyes

Of proudest foe, and won the doubtfull field?

So shall thy Rebell wit become her prize.

Should thy Iambecks swell into a book,

All were con [...]uted with one Radiant loook.

Heaven he oblig'd that place her in the skies,

Rewarding Phoebus, for inspiring so

His noble braine by likening to those eyes

His joyfull beams, but Phoebus is thy foe:

And neither ayds thy fancy not thy sight,

So ill thou rim'st against so faire a light.

On my Lady Dorothy Sidneyes Picture.

Such was Philo [...]lea, and such Dorus flame,

The matchlesse Sidney that immortall frame

Of perfect beauty on two pillars plac't;

Not his high fancy could one patterne grac't:

With such extreams of excellence compose

Wonders so distant in one face disclose:

Such cheerfull modesty, such humble state,

Moves certaine love, but with as douotfull fate;

As when beyond our greedy reach we see

Inviting fruit on too sublime a tree.

All the rich flowers through his Arcadia found

Amaz'd we see, in this one garland bound.

[Page] Had but this copy which the Artists tooke

From the fair picture of that noble Book,

Stood at Calanders the brave friends had jarr'd,

And Rivalls made, the ensuing story marr'd.

Just nature fi [...]st instructed by his thought

In his own house thus practiz'd what he taught.

This glorious piece transcend [...] what he could think:

So much his blood is nobler then his ink.

To Vandike.

RAre Artisan, whose pensill moves

Not our delights alone, but loves:

From thy shop of beauty, we

Slaves return that enter'd free.

The headlesse lover does not know

Whose eyes they are that wound him so:

But con [...]ounded with thy art,

Inquires her name that has his heart:

Another who did long refrain

Feels his old wound bleed fresh again;

With deare remembrance of that face,

Where now he reads new hopes of grace:

Nor scorne, not cruelty does finde,

But gladly suffers a false winde

To blow the ashes of despaire

From the reviving brand of care:

Foole that forget'st her stubborne looke,

This softnesse from thy finger tooke:

Strange that thy hand should not inspire

The beauty only but the fire:

[Page] Not the forme alone and grace,

But act and power of a face:

May'st thou yet thy selfe as well,

As all the world beside excell;

So thou [...] truth rehearse

(Tha [...] I may m [...]ke it live in verse)

Why tho [...] couldst not at one assay

That face to after times convey,

Which this [...]; was it thy wit

To make her of before thee fit?

Cons [...]sle▪ and wee'l forgive thee this,

For who would not repeat that blisse,

And frequent sight of such a dame

Buy with the hazard of his same?

Yet who can tax thy blamelesle skill,

Though thy good hand had failed still?

When natures selfe so often erres,

She for this many thousand years

Seems to have practis'd with much care,

To frame the race of women faire;

Yet never could a perfect birth

Produce before to grace the earth:

Which waxed old ere it could see

Her that amaz'd thy art and thee.

But now'us done, O let me know

Where those immortall colours grow,

That could this deathlesle piece compose

In lillies, or the sading role:

No for this thest thou hast clim'd higher

Th [...]n did Prometheus for his fire.

As Pens-hurst.

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VVHile in this Parke I sing, the listning Dee [...]e

Attend my passion, and forget to fear.

When to the Beeches I report my slame,

They bow their heads as if they felt the same:

To Gods appealing, when I reach their bowrs

With loud complaints, they answer me in showrs,

To thee a wilde and cruell soule is given,

More de [...]s then trees, & prouder then the heaven.

Loves so prof [...]st, why dost thou falsely faine

Thy selfe a Sidney? from which noble straine

He sprung, that could so far [...]x [...]l [...] the name

Oflove, and warme our Nation with his slame:

That all we can [...]f love or high desire,

Seems but the smoak of amorous Sidneyes fire:

Nor call her mother who so well doe prove,

One breast may hold both chastiry and love:

Never can shee, that so exceeds the spriag

In joy and bounty, be suppos'd to bring

One so destructive, to no humane stock

We owe this fierce unkindnesse; but the rock,

That cloven rock produc'd thee, by whose side

Nature to recompence the fatall pride

Ofsuch stern beauty, plac'd those healing springs

Which not more helpe then that destruction brings,

Thy heart no ruder then the rugged stone,

I might like Orpheus with my numerous moan

Melt to compassion; now my traitrous song,

With thee conspires to do the singer wrong:

While thus I suffer not my selfe to lose

The memory of what augments my woes:

[Page] But with my owne breath still soment the sire

Which slames as high as fancy can aspire.

This last complaint th'indulgent ears did pierce

Of just Apollo President of verse

Highly concerned, that the Muse should bring

Damage to one whom he had taught to sing:

Thus he advis'd me on yon aged tree,

Hang up thy lute, and high thee to the sea,

Th [...]t there with wonders thy diverted minde

Some truce at least my with affection finde.

Ah cruell Nimph from whom her humble swaine

Flies for reliefe unto the raging maine:

And from the windes and tempests doth expect

A milder fate then from her cold neglect:

Yet there hee'le pray that the unkinde may prove

Blest in her choice, and vows this endlesse love

Springs from no hope of what she can confer

But from those gifts which heaven has heap'd on her.

At Pens-hurst.

HAd Dorothea liv'd when mortals made

Choice of thier deities, this sacred shade

Had held an altar to her power that gave

The peace and glory, which these alleys have

Embroydred so with flowers where she stood,

That it became a garden of wood:

Her presence has such more then humane grace

That it can civilize the rudest place,

And beauty too, and order can impart

Where nature nere intended it, nor art.

[Page] The plants acknowledge this, and her admire

No lesse then those of old did Orpheus Lire:

If she sit downe with tops all toward her bow'd.

They round about her into arbours crowd:

Or if she walke, in even ranks they stand

Like some well marshall'd and obsequious band.

Amphion so made stones and timber leap

Into fair figures from a confus'd heap:

And in the symetry of her parts is found

A power like that of harmony in sound.

Ye [...] lof [...]y beeches tell this matchlesse dame

That if together ye fe [...]d all on one slame;

It could not equalize the hundred part

Of what her eyes have kindled in my heart.

Goe boy and carve this passion on the barke

Of yonder tree, which stands the sacred marke

Of noble Sidneys birth; when such beninge,

Such more then mortall making stars did shine:

That there they cannot bu [...] for ever prove

The monument and pledge of humble love:

His humble love whose hope shall nere rise higher

Then for a pardor that he dares admire.

To my Lord of Lei [...]ster.

NOt that thy trees at Pens-hurst grone

Oppressed with their timely load,

And seem to make their silent moan,

That their great Lord is now abroad:

They to delight his taste or eye

Would spend themselves in fruit and dye.

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Not that thy harmlesse Deere repine,

And thinke themselves unjustly staine

By any other hand then thine,

Whose arrows they would gladly staine:

No nor thy frien [...]s which hold too deare

That peace with France which keeps thee there;

All these are lesse then that great cause,

Which none exacts your presence here,

Wherein there meet the divers laws

Of publiqae and domestique care.

For one bright Nimph our youth contend [...].

And on your prudent choice depends.

Not the bright shield of Thetis sun,

For which such steroe debate did rise,

That the great Ajax, Telemon

[...]efus'd to live without the prize.

Those Achave Peers did more engage,

Then she the gallants of our age.

That beam of beauty which begun

To warme us so when thou wert here,

Now scorches like the raging sun

When Syri [...]s does first appeare.

O six this slame, and let despaire

Redeem the rest from endlesse care [...]

To my young Lady Lucy Sidney.

VVHy came I so untimely forth

Into a world which wanting thee

[Page] Could entertaine us with no worth

Or shadow of felicity?

That time should me so far remove

From that which I was borne to love.

Yet fairest blossome doe not slight

That age which you must know so soon,

The rosie morne resignes her light,

And milder glory to the moon:

And then what wonders shall you doe,

Whole dawning beau [...]y warmes us so?

Hope waits upon the slowry prime,

And summer though it be lestle gay▪

Yet is not look't on as a time

Of declination or decay.

For with a full hand that doth bring

All that was promis'd by the spring.

Of the Lady who can sleep when she pleases.

NO wonder sleep from carefull lovers [...]lyes

To bathe himself in Sacharissa's eyes.

As faire Aftrea once from earth to heaven

By strife and loud impiety was driven:

So with our plaints offended, and our tears

Wife Somnus to that Paradise repaires,

Waits on her will, and wretches does forsake

To court the nimph for whom those Wretches Wake:

More proud then Phoe [...]us of his throne of gold

Is the sost god those softer lims to hold:

[Page] Nor would exchange with love to hide the skies

In darkning clouds the power to close her eyes:

Eyes which so far all other lights controul,

They Warme our mortall parts, but these our soule:

Let her free spirit whose unconquer'd breast

Holds such deep quiet and untroubled rest:

Know that though Venus and her son should spare

Her Rebell heart, and never teach her care:

Yet Hymen may inforce her vigils keep,

And for anothers joy suspend her sleep.

Of the mis-repore of her being painted.

As when a sort of Wolves infelt the night

With their wilde howlings at fair Cinthia's light,

The noyse may chase sweet slumber from our eyes,

But never reach the mistresse of the skies:

So with the news of Sacharissa's wrongs,

Her vexed servants blame those envious tongu [...].

Call love to witnesse that no painted fire

Can scorch men so, or kindle such desire:

While unconcerned she seems mov'd no more

With this new malice then our loves before:

But from the height of her great mind looks down

On both our passions without smile or frown:

So little care of what is done below

Hath the bright dame whom heaven affecteth so,

Paints her: 'tis true with the same hand which spreads

Like glorious colours through the flowry m [...]ads.

When lavish nature with her best attire

Clothes the gay spring, the s [...]ason of desire.

[Page] Paints her, 'tis true, does her cheek adorne

With the same art wherewith she paints the morne:

With the same art wherewith she gildeth so

Those painted clouds which forme Thaumantias [...]ow.

Of her passing through a crowd of people.

AS in old Chaos Heaven with earth confus'd,

And stars with rocks together crush'd and bruis' [...].

The Sun his light no further could extend

Then the next hill which on his shoulders lean'd:

So in this throng bright Sacharissa far'd,

Oppress'd by those who strove to be her guard:

As ships though never so obsequious, fall

Foule in a tempest on their Admirall:

A greater [...]avour this disorder brought

Unto her servants then their a w [...]ll thought

Durst entertain, when thus compell'd they prest

The yeelding marble of her snowy br [...]ast:

While love insults disguised in a cloud,

And welcome force of the unruly crowd.

So th'amorous tree while yet the aire is calme.

Just distance keeps from his desired palme.

But when the winde her ravish't branches throws

Into her armes, and mingles all their bows:

Though loath he seems her tender leaves to presse.

More loath he is that friendly storme should cease:

From whose rude bounty, he the double use

At once receives of pleasure and excuse.

SONG

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SAy lovely dreame, where couldst thou find [...]

Shades to counterfeit that face?

Colours of this glorious kinde,

Come not from any mort [...]ll race.

In heaven it selfe th [...]u sure wer't dre [...]t

With that Angell-like disguise▪

Thus deluded am I blest,

And see my joy with closed eyes.

But at this Image is too kinde

To be other then a dream

Cruell Sacharissa's minde

Never put on that sweet extream.

Faire dream if thou intend'st me grace

Change that heavenly face of thine,

Paint despis'd love in thy face,

And make it to appear like mine.

Pale, wan, and meager let it looke,

With a pity moving shape,

Such as wander by the brook

Of Lethe, or from graves escape.

Then to that matchlesse Nymph appear,

In whose shape thou shinest so

Softly in her sleeping ear,

With humble words expresse my woe.

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Perhaps from greatnesse, state, and pride,

Thus surprised she may [...]all:

Sleep does disproportion hide,

And death resembling equalls all.

SONG.

BEhold the brand of beauty tost;

See how the motion does delate the flame:

Delighted love his spoyles does boast,

And triumph in this game.

Fire to no place confin'd,

Is both our wonder and our fear,

Moving the mind,

Like lightning hurled through the aire.

High heaven the glory does encrease

Of all her shining lamp this artfull way,

The Sun in figures such as these

Joyes with the Moon to play.

To the sweet strains they advance,

Which doe result from their owne fear▪

As the Nimphs dance,

Moves with the numbers which she hears.

To Amorett.

FAire that you may truly know

What you un [...]o T [...]irsis owe,

[Page] I will tell you how I doe

Sacharissa love and you.

Joy salutes me when I set

My ble [...]t eyes on Amorett:

But with wonder I am strooke

When I on the other looke.

If sweet Amoret complaines,

I have sence of all her paines;

But for Sacharissa, I

Doe not only grieve, but die,

All that of my selfe is mine

Lovely Amoret is thine;

Sacharissa's captive faine

Would untie his iron chaine.

And those scorching beames to [...]

To thy gentle shadow run:

If the soule had free election

To dispose of her affection,

I would not thus long have borne

Haughty Sacharissa's scorne;

But 'tis some pure power above,

Which controuls our will in love.

If not love, a strong desir [...]

To cr [...]ate and spread that fire

In my br [...]asts, solicites me

Beaut [...]ous Am [...]ret for thee.

Tis amazement more then love

Which her radiant eyes doe move;

[Page] If lesse splendor wait on thine,

Yet they so benignly shine.

I would turne my dazelled sight

To behold their milder light,

But as hard tis to destroy

That high slame, as to enjoy;

Which, how easily I may doe

Heaven (as easily [...]cal'd) do'es know:

Amoret as sweet and good

As the most delicious food,

Which but tasted doth impart

Life and goodnesse to the heart.

Sacharissa's beauty, wine,

Which to madnes doth incline.

Such a liquor as no braine

That is mortall can sustaine.

Scarce can I to Heaven excuse

That Devotion which I use

Unto that adored Dame;

For tis not unlike the same

Which I thither ought to send;

So that if it could take end

T'would to Heaven it selfe be due

To succeed her and not you,

Who already have of me

All that's not Idolatry;

Which though not so fierce a slame

Is longer like to be the same.

Then smil [...] on me, and I will prove,

Wonder is sho [...]ter liv'd, then Love.

The story of Phoebus and Daphne appli'd.

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THirsis a youth of the inspired traine,

Fair Sacharissa lov'd, but lov'd in vaine:

Like Ph [...]bus s [...]ng the no l [...]sse amorous boy,

Like Daphne she as lovely and as coy:

With numbers he the flying Nimph pursues,

With numbers such as Phoebus selfe might use:

Such is the chase when love and fancie leads

Ore craggy mountaines and through slowry meads;

Invoke to testifie the lovers care,

Or forme some image of his cruell fair:

Urg'd with his fury like a wounded Deere,

Ore these he fled, and none approaching near;

Had reacht the nimph with his harmonious lay,

Whom all his charmes could not incline to stay.

Yet what he sung in his immortall straine,

Though unsuccessefull, was not sung in vaine:

All but the Nymph that should redresse his wrong,

Attend his passion, and approve his song.

Like Phoebus thus acquiring unsought praise,

He catcht at love, and fill'd his arme with bayes.

Of Mrs. Ardea.

BEhold, and listen while the faire

Breaks in sweet sounds and wil [...]ing air [...].

And with her owne breath fanns the fire

Which her bright eyes doe sust inspire:

[Page] What reason can that love controule,

Which more then one way courts the soule?

So when a slash of lightning falls

On our abodes, the danger calls

For humane aid, which hopes the flame

To conquer, though from heaven it came.

But if the winde with that conspire,

Men strive not but deplore the fire.

On the discovery of a Ladies painting.

PIgmaleons fate reverst is mine,

His marble love tooke flesh and bloud;

All that I worship is divine:

That beauty now 'tis understood,

Appears to have no more of life

Then that whereof he fram'd his wife.

As women yet who apprehend

Some sudden cause of [...] fear,

Although that seeming cause take end.

And they behold no danger near:

A shaking through their limbs they finde

Like leaves saluted by the winde.

So though the beauty doe appeare,

No beauty which amaz'd me so,

Yet from my brea [...]t I cannot tear

The passion which from the [...]ce did grow▪

Nor yet out of my fancy rase

The print of that supposed face.

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A reall beauty though too neer,

The fond Narcissus did admire;

I do [...] on that which is no where,

The signe of [...] [...]teeds my fire:

No mortall fl [...]me was [...]e so cruell

As this which thus surviv [...]s the fewell.

To a Lady from whom he received a Silver Pen.

Madam,

INtending to have tride

The silver favour which you gave,

In ink the shining point I dide,

And drencht it in the sable wave:

When griev'd to be so fowly stain'd,

On you it thus to me compla [...]'d.

Suppose you had deserv'd to take

From her faire hand so faire a boone,

Yet how deserved I to make

So ill a change, who ever woon

Immortall prai [...]e for what I wrought,

Instructed by her noble thought.

I that e [...]pr [...]ss [...]d her commands

To migh [...]y Lords and Princely Dames,

Alway [...]s most welcome to their hands,

Proud that I would record their names.

Must now be taught an humble stile

Some meaner b [...]uty to beguile.

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So I the wronged pen to please,

Make it my humble thanks expresse

Unto your Ladiship in these,

And now tis forced to confesse

That your great self did nere indite;

Nor that to one more noble write.

On a brede of divers colours, woven by foure Ladyes.

TWice twenty slender virgin finger twine,

This curious web where all their fancies shine;

As Nature them, so they this shade have wrought

Soft as their hands, and various as their thought.

Not Iuno's bird when his faire traine dispread,

He woes the female to his painted bed:

No not the bow which so adorns the skies,

So glorious is, or boasts so many dies.

On the head of a Stag.

SO we some antique Hero's strength

Learn by his launces, weight and length;

As these vast beams expresse the beast,

Whose shadie browes alive they drest.

Such game while yet the world was new,

The migh [...]y Nimrod did pursue.

What [...] of our feeble race,

Or dogs dare such a [...] chase?

[Page] Resembling with each blow he strikes

The change of a whole troop of Pikes:

O fer [...]ile head which every yeare

Could such a crop of wonder bear I

The teeming ea [...]h did never bring

So soon, so hard, so huge a thing;

Which might it never have been cast

Each years growth added to the last:

These lofty branches had supply'd

The earths bold sons prodigious pride:

Heaven with these engines had bin seal'd

When mountains heap'd on mountains fail'd.

To a Lady in retirement.

SEes not my love how time resumes

The glory which he [...] these flowers;

Though none should [...]aste their sweet perfumes,

Yet must they live but some few houres,

Time what we forbear devoures.

Had Hellen, or th' Aegyptian Queen,

Bin [...] so [...] of their graces,

The [...] beauties must at le [...]gth have bin

The [...] of age which finds out faces

In the most retired places.

Should some malignant planet bring

A barren drought or ceaselesse showre

Upon the Autumne or the Spring;

And spare us neither fruit nor flower

Winter would not stay an houre.

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Could the resolve of loves neglect

Preserve ye from the violation

Of comming years, then more respect

Were due to so divine a fashion,

Nor would I divulge my passion.

The Misers speech in a Mask.

BAlls of this mettall slack'd Atlanta's pace,

And on the amo [...]ous youth bestow'd the race:

Venus, the Nymphs mind measuring by her own,

Whom the rich spoyles of Cities overthrown

Had prostrated to Mars could well advise

Th'adventrous lover how to gain the prise:

Nor le [...]e may Iupiter to gold ascribe,

When he turn'd himselfe into a bribe:

Who can blame [...]Diana or the brazen tower,

That they which stood not the Almighty showre;

Never till then did love make Iove pat on

A forme more bright and noble then his owne?

Nor were it just would he resume that shape

That slack devotion should his thunder scape.

[...]Twas not revenge for griev'd Apollos wrong

Those asses ea [...]s on Mida's Temple hung;

But fond repentance of his happy wish,

Because his meat grew mettall like his dish.

Would Bacchus blesse me so, Ide constant hold

Unto my wish, and dye creating gold.

To my Lord of Northumberland upon the death of his Lady.

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TO this great losse a Sea of Tears is due,

But the whole debt not to be paid by you:

Charge not your self with all, nor render vain

Those showers the eyes of us your servants raine.

Shall grief contract the largenesse of that heart,

In which nor fear not anger ha [...] a part?

Vertue would blush, if time should boast (which cries,

Her sole child dead their tender mothers eyes)

Your minds relief, where reason triumphs so

Over all passions, that they nere could grow

Beyond their limits in your noble breast,

To harm another, or impeach your rest.

This we observ'd, delighting to obey

One who did never from his great self stray:

Whose milde example seemed to engage

Th'obsequious Seas, and teach them not to rage.

The brave Emilius his great charge laid down,

(The force of Rome, and fate of Macedon)

In his lo [...]t sons did feel, the cruell stroke

Of changing fortune, and thus highly spoke

Before Romes people; we did oft implore

That if the Heavens had any ill in store,

For your Emil [...]us they would powre it still

On his own House, and let you flourish still.

You on the barren Sea (my Lord) have spent,

Whole Springs and Summers to the publique lent:

[Page] Suspended all the pleasures of your life,

And shortned the short joy of such a wife.

For which your Countrey's more obliged then

For many lives of old, lesse happie men.

You that have sac [...]ific [...]d to great a part

Of youth and private b [...]sse, ought to impart

Your sorrow too, and give your friends a right

As well in your affliction, as delight:

Then with Emilian courage bear this crosse,

Since publique persons onely publique losse

Ought to affect, and though her form and youth,

Her application to your will and truth,

That noble sweetnesse, and that humble state

All snatcht away by such a hasty fate,

Might give excuse to any common brest,

With the huge weight of so such grief opprest.

Yet let no portion of your life be stain'd

With passion, but your character maintain'd

To the last act; it is enough her Stone

May honoured be with superscription

Of the sole Lady, who had power to move

The great Northumberland to grieve and love.

To my Lord Admirall of his late sicknesse and Recovery.

VVIth joy like ours the Thracian youth invades

Or pheus returning from th [...] Elisian shades,

Embrace the Hero, and his stay implore,

Make it their publick suit, he would no more

[Page] Desert them so, and for his Spouses sake,

His vanish't love t [...]mpt the Lethean lake:

The La [...]ye [...] [...] [...]rightest of that time,

Ambi [...]ous all his lo [...]y bed to c [...]me.

Their doubtfull hopes with expectation feed

Who shall the faire Euridice succeed:

Euridice for whom his num [...]rous moan

Makes listning trees, and salvage mountains groan:

Through [...]ll the aire his sounding strings dilate

Sorrow like that which touch our hearts of late:

Your pining sicknesse and your restlesse pain,

At once the land aff [...]cting, and the main,

When the glad news that you were Admirall,

Scarce through the Nation spread 'twas fear'd by all▪

That our great Charles, whose wisdome shines in you,

Would be perplexed how to chuse anew.

So more then private was the joy and griefe,

That at the worst, it gave our soules reliefe:

That in our age such sense of vertue liv'd,

They j [...]y'd so justly, and justly griev'd:

[...] her fairest lights eclipsed seems

H [...]r selfe to suffer in those sharpe extreams;

While not from thine alone thy bloud retires,

But from those cheeks which all the world admires.

Th [...] stem thus threatned, and the sap in thee

Droop all the branches of that noble tree:

Their beauty they and we our loves suspend,

Noug [...]t can our wishes, save thy health intend:

As lillies overcharg'd with raine they bend

Their beauteous heads, and with high heaven contend

[...]old th [...]e within their snowy armes, and cry

[...] is too faultlesse, and too young to dye:

So like immortalls round about thee they

[...], that they fright approaching death away:

[Page] Who would not languish by so fair a train,

To be lamented and restor'd again?

Or thus with-held, what hasty soule would go,

Though to the blest, ore young Adonis so?

Fair Venus mourn'd, and with the pretious showre

Of her warme tears cherish't the springing flower.

The next support fair hope of your great name,

And second pillar of that noble frame:

By losse of thee would no advantage have,

But step by step pursues thee to the grave.

And now rel [...]ntl [...]sse fate about to end

The line which backward does so far extend,

That antique stock which still the world supplye [...]

With bravest spirits, and with brightest eyes.

Kinde Phoebus interposing bid me say

Such storms no more shall shake that house, but they

Like Neptune, and his Sea-borne neece shall be

The shining glories of the Land and Sea:

With courage guard, and beauty warme our age,

And lovers fill with like Poetique rage.

On the friendship betwixt Sacharissa and Amorett.

TEll me lovely loving paire,

Why so kinde, and so severe?

Why so carelesse of our care,

Only to prove your selves so deare?

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By this cunning change of hearts,

You the power of love controule,

While the boyes deluded darts,

Can arrive at neither soule.

For in vain to either breast

Still beguiled love does come,

Where he finds a forrain g [...]uest.

Neither of your hearts at home.

Debtors thus with like designe,

When they never meane to pay:

That they may the Law decline,

To some friend make all away.

Not the silver Doves that flie,

Yoak't in Cithar [...]s carr,

Not th [...] wings that lift so high,

And convey her son so farre.

Are so lovely, sweet, and faire,

Or do more enable love,

Are so choicely matcht a paire,

Or with more content do move.

A la Malade.

AH lovely Am [...]ret the care

Of all that know whats good or faire [...]

Is Heaven become our Rivall too,

Had the rich gifts conferr'd on you.

[Page] So amply thence the common end,

Of giving Lovers to pretend.

Hence to this pining sicknesse

To weary thee to a con [...]ents meant

Of leaving us) no power is given,

Thy beauties to impaire the heaven:

Solicites thee with such a care,

As Roses from their stalks we tare:

When we would still preserve them new,

And fresh as on the bush they grew.

With such a grace you entertain,

And look with such contempt on pain

That languish in you, conquer more,

And wound us deeper then before.

The lightnings which in stormes appear,

Scorch more then when the skies are clear.

And as pale sicknesse does invade

Your frailer part, the breaches made

In that faire lodging still more clear,

Make the bright ghuest your soul appear.

So Nimphs ore pathlesse mountains born,

Their light robes by the brambles torn

From their faire limbs, exposing new

And unknown beauties to the view,

Of following gods increase their flame,

And haste to catch the flying Game.

Of her Chamber.

THey taste of death that do at Heaven arive,

But we this Paradise approach alive.

[Page] Instead of death the dart of love does strike,

And renders all within, these walls alike:

The high in titles and the shepheard here

Forgets his greatnesse, and forgets his fear:

All stand amaz'd and gazing on the faire

Loose thought of what themselves or others are:

Ambition loose, and have no other scope,

Save Carliles favour to imploy their hope.

The Thracian could (though all those tales were true

The bold Greeks tell) no greater wonders doe,

Before his feet, so sheep and Lions lay

Fearlesse and wrathlesse while they heard him play

The Gay, the wise, the gallant, and the grave,

Subdu'd alike all▪ but one passion have:

No worthy minde but finds in hers there is

Something proportion'd to the rule of his:

Whilest she with cheerfull, but impartiall grace,

(Born for no one, but to delight the race

Of men) like Phoebus, so divides her light,

And warmes us that she stoops not from her height.

Of loving at first sight.

NOt caring to observe the winde,

Or the new sea explore,

Snatch't from my selfe how far behinde,

Already I behold the shore.

May not a thousand dangers sleep

In the smooth bosome of this deep?

No: 'tis so rocklesse, and so clear,

That the rich bottome does appear

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Pav'd all with pretious things not torne

From shipwrackt vessells, but there borne.

Sweetnesse, truth, and every grace,

Which time and youth are wont to teach,

The eye may in a moment reach,

And read distinctly in her face

Some other Nymph with colours faint,

And pensill slow may Cupid paint;

And a weake heart in time destroy,

She has a stamp and prints th [...] boy,

Can with a single look inslame

The coldest breast, the rudest tame.

The selfe banished.

IT is not that I love you lesse

Then when before your feet I lay:

But to prevent the sad encrease

Of hopelesse love, I keep away.

In vain (alas) for every thing

Which I have knowne belong to you:

Your forme does to my fancy bring,

And make my old wounds bleed a [...]W.

Whom the spring from the new sun,

Already has a feaver got;

Too la [...] [...]gins those shafts to shun

Which Phoebus through his veines has shot.

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Too late he would the paine asswage,

And to thick shadowes does retire;

About with him he bears the rage,

And in his tainted bl [...]ud the fire.

But vow'd I have, and never must

Your banish'd servant trouble you;

For if I break you may mistrust

The vow I make to love you too.

Of the Queene.

THe Larke that shuns on lofty bough to build

Her humble nest, lyes silent in the field:

But if the promise of a cloudlesse day,

Aurora smiling bids her rise and play:

Then straight she shews 'twas not for want of voice,

Or power to climbe, she made so low a choice;

Singing she mounts, her angry wings are stretch't

Towards heaven, as if from heaven her note she fetcht.

So we retiring from the busie throng,

Use to restrain th'ambition of our song;

But since the light which now informs our age

Breaks from the court indulgent to her rage:

Thither my Muse, like bold P [...]metheus flyes

To light her torch at Gloriana's eyes.

Those sovereign beams which heal the wounded soul,

And all our cares, but once beheld controul;

There the p [...]or lover that has l [...]ng endur'd

Some proud Nimphs scorne, of his fond passion cur [...]d;

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Fares like the man who first upon the ground

A glow-worme spy'd, supposing he had found

A moving Diamond, a breathing stone

(For life it had, and like those jewells shone:)

He held it dear till by the springing day

Inform'd he threw the worthlesse worme away.

She saves the lover as we gangreen stay

By cutting hope like a lop't limb away:

This makes her bleeding patients to accuse

High heaven, and these expostulations use:

Could nature then no private woman grace

(Whom we might dare to love) with such a face,

Such a compl [...]xion, and so radiant eyes,

Such lovely motion, and such sharp replies?

Beyond our reach, and yet within our sight,

What envious power has plac't this glorious light?

Thus in a starry night fond children cry

F [...] the rich spangles that adorne the skie,

Which though th [...]y shine for ever fixed there,

With light and influence relieve us here.

A [...] her affections are to one incli [...]'d,

[...] and compassion to mankind:

To whom while she so far ex [...]ends her grace,

She [...]akes but good the promise of her face:

Fo [...] mercy has (could mercies selfe be seen)

No [...] then this prop [...]tious Queen;

Such guard and comfort the distressed finde

From her large [...], and from her larger minde,

That whom [...] would ruine, it prefers,

For all the miserable are [...] [...]ers.

So the fair tree whereon th [...] Eagle builds

Poore sheep from tempest, and their [...] shields.

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The Royall bird possesses, all the bows,

But shade and shelter to the [...]lock allowes.

Joy of our age, and safety of the next,

For which so oft thy fertile wombe is [...]ext:

Nobly contented, for the publique good

To waste thy spirits, and diffu [...]e thy bloud:

What vast hopes may these Islands entertain,

Where Monarchs thus descended are to reigne?

Led by commanders of so fair a line,

Our Seas no longer shall our power confine.

A brave Romance who would exactly frame,

First brings his Knight from some immortall Dame:

And then a weapon, and a flaming shield,

Bright as his mothers eyes he makes him weild.

None might the mother of Achilles be,

But the fair pearle, and glory of the Sea.

The man to whom great Maro gives such fame

From the high bed of heavenly Venus came;

And our next Charles, (whom all the stars designe

Like wonders to accomplish) springs from thine.

SONG.

GOe lovely rose,

Tell her that wasts her time and me,

That now she knows

When I resemble her to thee

How sweet and fair she seems to be.

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Tell her thats young,

And shuns to have her grace spy'd

That hadst thou sprung

In desarts where no men abide,

Thou must have uncommonded dy'd.

Small is the worth

Of beauty from the light retir'd;

Bid her come forth,

Suffer her selfe to be desir'd,

And not blush so to be admir'd.

Then dye that she,

The common fate of all things rare

May read in thee

How small a part of time they share,

That are so wondrous sweet and fair.

Thirsis, Galatea.

Th.

AS lately I on Silver Thames did ride,

Sad Gal [...]tea, on the banck I spy'd:

Such was her looke as sorrow taught to shine,

And thus she grac [...]t me with a voice divine.

Gal.

You that can tune your sounding strings so well

Of Ladies beauties, and of love to tell;

Once change your note, and let your Lut [...] report

The justest griefe that ever touch [...]t the Court.

Th.

Fair Nimph, I have in your delights no [...]re,

Nor ought to be concerned in your care:

[Page] Yet would I sing if I your sorrows knew,

And to my aid invoke no Muse but you.

Gal.

Hear then, and let your song augment our gri [...]

Which is so great as not to wish reliefe:

She that had all which nature gives or chance,

Whom fortune joyn'd with vertue to advance,

To all the joyes this Island could afford

The greatest Mistris, and the kindest Lord:

Who with the Royall mixt her Noble bloud,

And in high grace with Gloriana stood.

Her bounty, sweetnes, beauty, goodnes, such,

That none ere thought her happines too much:

So well inclin'd her favours to confer,

And kinde to all, as Heaven had bin to her:

The virgins part, the mother, and the wife,

So well she a [...]ted in this span of life;

That though few years (too few alas) she told,

She seem'd in all things but in beauty old.

As unripe fruit, whose verdant stalks doe cleave

Close to the tree, which grieves no lesse to leave

The smiling pendant which adornes her so,

And [...] Autumne, on the bough shou [...]d grow:

So [...] her youthfull soul not easily fore't.

Or from so fair, so sweet a seat divorc't:

H [...]r fare at once did hasty seem and slow,

At once too cruell and unwilling too.

Th.

Under how hard a law are mortalls born,

Whom now we engage, we anon must mourn:

What Heaven sets highest, and seems not to prize,

Is soon removed from our wondring eyes:

But since the sisters did so soon untwine

So [...] a thread, [...] strive to peece the line.

[Page] Vouchsafe sad Nymph to let me know the Dame,

And to the Muses Ile commend her name:

Make the wide Country eccho to your moan,

The listning trees and savage mountains groan:

What rocks not moved when the death is sung

Of one so good, so lovely, and so young.

Gal.

'Twas Hamilton whom I had nam'd before,

But naming her; griefe lets me say no more.

Tabula Phoebi & Daphnis.

ARcadia juvenis Thirsis, Phoebi (que) sacerdos,

Ingenti frustra Galateae ardebat amore.

Haud Deus ipse o [...]m Daphni majora canebat,

Nec fuit asperior Daphne, neo pulc [...]rior illa:

Carminibus Phoebo dignis premit ille fugacem

Per rupes, per saxa, volans per florida vates

Pascua, formosam nunc his componere Nimpham,

Hunc illis crudelem insana m [...]nte solebat:

Audiit illa proculmiserum Citheram (que) sonant [...]m,

Audiit at nullis respexit mota querelis;

Ne tamen omnino caneret, desertus ad alta

Sidera perculsi, referunt nova carmina mon [...];

Sic non quaesitis cumulatus laudibus olim

Elapsa reperit Daphni sua laurea Phoebus.

The battell of the Summer Islands.

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Canto I.

What fruit they have, and how heaven smiles

Vpon those late discover'd lsles.

AIde me Bell [...]na while the dreadfull fight

Betwixt a Nation and two Whales I write:

Seas stain'd with goar, I sing advent [...]rous toyle,

And how these Monsters did disarme an I [...]le.

Bermud [...] wall'd with rocks, who does not know

That happy Island where h [...]ge Lemons grow,

And Orange trees which golden fruit doe bear,

Th [...] Hesperian garden boasts of [...]ne so fair?

Where shining pearle, corall, and many a pound

On the rich shore, of Amber-greece is found:

The lofty Cedar which to heaven aspires,

The Prince of trees is fewell for their fires:

The smoak by which their loaded spits do turne

For incense, might on sacred Altars burn.

There private roofs on od'rous timber borne,

Such as might Pallaces for Kings adorne:

The sweet Palmettas, a new Bacchus yeeld

With leaves as ample as the broadest shield:

Under the shadow of whose friendly boughs

They fit carrowsing, where their liquor grows:

Figs there unplanted through the fields doe grow,

Such as fierce Cato did the Romans shew;

With the rare fruit inviting them to spoyle,

Carthage the mistris of so rich a soyle:

The naked rocks are not unfruitfull there,

But at some const [...]nt seasons every year:

[Page] Their barren top with loucious food abound,

And with the egges of various fowles are crown'd:

Tobacco is their worst of things which they

To English Land-lords as their Tribute pay:

Such is the mould, that the blest Tennant feeds

On pretious fruits, and payes his rent in weeds:

With candid plantines and the jucy Pine,

On choicest Melons and sweet Grapes they dine,

And with Potato's fat their wanton Swine:

Nature these Cates with such a lavish hand

Powres out among them, that our cou [...]er Land

Tastes of that bounty, and does Cloth return,

Which not for warmth, but ornament is worne:

For the kinde Spring which but salutes us here

Inhabits there, and courts them all the year:

Ripe fruits and blossomes, on the same trees live,

At once they promise what at once they give:

So sweet the aire, so moderate the clime,

None sickly lives, or dyes before his time.

Heaven sure has kept this spot of earth uncurst

To shew how all things were created first:

The tardy plants in our cold Orchards plac't,

Reserve their fruits for the next ages taste:

There a small graine in some few months will be

A firme, a lofty, and a spacious tree:

The Parma christi, and the fair Papah,

Now but a seed (preventing natures law)

In halfe the circle of the hafty year

Project a shade, and lovely fruit doe wear:

And as their trees in our dull Region set

But faintly grow, and no perfection get:

So in this Northerne tract our hoa [...]er throats

Utter unripe and ill constrained notes,

Where the supporter of the Poets stile,

[Page] Phoebus on them eternally does smile.

O how I long my carelesse limbs to lay

Under the plantanes shade, and all the day

With am'rous eyes my fancy entertaine,

Invoke the Muses, and improve my veine:

No passion there in my free breasts should move,

None but the sweet and best of passions love:

There while I sing if gentle love be by

That tunes my lute, and winds the strings so high:

With the sweet sound of Sacharissa's name,

Ile make the listning salvages grow tame.

But while I doe these pleasing dreams indite,

I am diverted from the promis'd [...]ight.

Canto II.

Of their affright, and how their foes

Discovered were, this Canto shews.

THough Rocks so high about this Iland rise,

That well they may the num'rous Turk despise;

Yet is no humane fate exempt from fear

Which shakes their hearts, while through the Ile they hea [...]

A lasting noise, as horrid and as loud

As thunder makes before it breaks the cloud.

Three dayes they dread this murmur ere they know

From what blind cause th'unwonted sound may grow:

At length two monsters of unequall size

Hard by the shore a sisher man espies;

Two mighty Whales, which swellings Seas had tost,

And left them prisoners on the rocky coast,

One as a mountaine vast, and with her came

A Cub not much inferior to his Dam:

[Page] Here in a poole among the Rocks ingag'd,

They roar'd like Lions caught in toyles and rag'd:

The man knew what they were, who heretofore

Had seen the like lye murdered on the shore,

By the wild fury of some tempest cast

The fate of ships and shipwrackt men to taste;

As carelesse dames whom wine and sleep betray

To frantick dreams their Infants overlay:

So there sometime the raging Ocean failes,

And her owne brood exposes when the Whales

Against sharpe Rocks like reeling vessels quash't,

Though huge as mountains, are in peeces dash't;

Along the shore their dreadfull limbs lye scatter'd,

Like hills with ear hquakes shaken, torn and shatter'd:

Heart sure of bras [...]e they had who tempted first,

Rude Seas that spare not what themselves have nurst.

The welcome news through all the Nation spread,

To sudden joy and hope converts their dread.

What lately was their publique terror, they

Behold with glad eyes as a ce [...]taine prey;

Dispose already of th'untaken spoyle,

And as if purchase of their future toyle,

These share the bones▪ and they div [...]le the oyle▪

So was the [...] man by the Bear opprest,

Whose hide he sold before he caught the beast.

They man their Boats, and all their young men arm

With whatsoever may the Monsters harme;

Pikes, holberts, spits and darts, that wound so far

The tools of peace, and instruments of war:

Now was the time for vigrous lads to shew

What love or honour could invite them too;

A goodly Theatre where rocks are rou [...]d

With reverend age, and lovely lasses crown'd:

[Page] Such was the lake which held this dreadfull pare

Within the bounds of noble Warwicks share:

Warwick [...] bold Earle, then which no title bears

A greater sound among our Brittish Peers:

And worthy he the memory to renew

The fate and honour, to that title due;

Whose brave adventures have transferr'd his name,

And through the new world spread his growing fame.

But how they fought, and what their valour gain'd,

Shall in another Ca [...]o be contain'd.

Canto III.

The bl [...]udy fight, succeslesse toyle,

And how the Fish sack'd the Isle.

THe Boat which on the first assault did goe

Stroke with a harping Iron the younger foe▪

Who when he felt his side so rudely goar'd

Loud as the Seas that nourish't him he roar'd;

As a broad bream to please some curious taste,

While yet alive in boyling water cast;

[...] with unwonted heat, boyles, flings about

The sco [...]ching brasse, and h [...]rles the liquor out:

So with the barbed Javeling stung, he raves,

And scourges with his tayle the suffering waves;

Like fairy Talas with his iron slayle,

He threatens ruine with his pondrous tayle;

Dissolving at one stroak the battered Boat,

And downe the men fall drenched in the moat:

With every fierce encounter they are forc't

To quit their boats, and fare like men unhorst.

[Page] The bigger Whale like some huge Carrack lay,

Which wanteth Sea roome, with her foes to play;

Slowly she swims, and when provok'd she woud

Advance her tail, her head salutes the mud.

The shallow water doth her force infringe,

And renders vaine her tails impet [...]ous swinge.

The shining steele her tender sides receive,

And there like Bees they all their weapons leave.

This sees the Cub, and does himself oppose

Betwixt his cumbred mother and her foes:

With desperate courage he receives her wounds,

And men and boats his active tayl confounds.

Their surges joyn'd, the Seas with billows fill,

And make a tempest, though the winds be still.

Now would the men with half their hoped prey

Be well content, and wish this cub away:

Their wish they have, he to direct his dam

Unto the gap through which they thither came,

Before her swims, and quits the hostile lake,

A pris'ner there, but for his mothers sake.

She by the Rocks compell'd to stay behind,

Is by the vastnesse of her bulks confin'd.

They shout for joy, and now on her alone

Their furie fals, and all their darts are thrown:

Their launces spent; one bolder then the rest

With his broad sword provok'd the sluggish beast:

Her oyly side devoures blade and heft,

And there his Steel the bold Bermudian left.

Courage the rest from his example take,

And now they change the colour of the lake.

Blood flows in rivers from her wounded side,

As if they would prevent the tardie tide;

And raise the flood to that propitious height,

As might convey her from this fatall streight.

[Page] She swims in blood, and blood do's spouting throw

To heaven, that Heaven mens cruelties might know.

Their fixed javelings in her side she weares,

And on her back a grove of pikes appears.

You would have thought had you the monster seen

Thus drest, she had another I sland been:

Roaring she teares the ayre with such noise,

(As well resembled with conspiring voice

Of routed Armies, when the field is won)

To reach the ears of her escaped son.

He (though a league escaped from the foe)

Hasts to her aid, the pious Trojan so

Neglecting for Creusas life his own,

Repeats the danger of the burning Town,

The men amazed blush to see the seed

Of monsters, humane pietie exceed,

Well proves this kindnesse what the Grecians sung,

That loves bright mother from the Ocean sprung.

Their courage droops, and hopelesse now they wish

For composition with th'unconquer'd fish:

So she their weapons would restore again,

Through rocks they'd hew her passage to the main.

But how instructed in each others mind,

Or what commerce can men with monsters find.

Not daring to approach their wounded [...]o,

Whom her couragious son protected so:

They charge their musket, and with hot desire

Of fell revenge, renew the fight with fire.

Standing alooffe with lead, they bruise the scales,

And tare the flesh of the incensed Whales.

But no successe their fierce endeavours found,

Not this way could they give one fatall wound▪

Now to their Fort they are about to send

For the loud Engines which their Isle defend.

[Page] But what those peices fram'd to batter walls

Would have effected on those mighty Whales,

Great Neptune will not have us know, who finds

A tyde so high that it relieves his friends.

And thus they parted with exchange of harms,

Much blood the Mon [...]ers lost, and they their Arms.

Vpon the death of my Lady Rich.

MAy those already cu [...]st Essexian plains,

Where hasty death and pining sicknesse raigns,

Prove all a Desart, and none there make stay,

But savage beasts, or men as ill as they.

There the faire light which all our Island grac'd,

Like Hero's taper in the windows plac'd;

Such fate from the malignant ayre did find,

As that exposed to the boystrous wind.

Ah cruell Heaven to snatch so soon away

Her, for whose life had we had time to pray,

With thousand vows and tears we should have sought,

That sad decrees suspension to have wrought.

But we (alas) no whisper of her pain,

Heard till twas sin to wish her here again.

That horrid word at once like lightning spread,

Strook all our eares, The Lady Rich is dead.

Heart rending news, and dreadfull to those few

Who her resemble, and her steps pursue.

That death should licence have to rage among

The faire, the wise, the vertuous, and the young.

The Paphian Queen from that fierce battell born,

With goared hand and vail so rudely torne:

[Page] Like terror did among th'immortals breed,

Taught by her wound that God [...]sses might bleed:

All stand amazed, but [...] the rest

Th'heroique D [...]me whose happie wombe she blest,

Mov'd with just grief expostulates with Heaven,

Urging that promise to th'obsequious given,

Of longer life, for nere was pious soul

More apt t'obey, more worthy to controul.

A skilfull eye at once, might read the race

Of Caledonian Monarchs in her face;

And sweet humility her look and mind,

At once were lofty, and at once were kind.

There dwelt the scorn of vice, and pity too,

For those that did what she disdain'd to doe:

So gentle and severe, that what was bad

At once her hatred and her pardon had.

Gracious to all, but where her love was due,

So fast, so faithfull, loyall and so true,

That a bold hand as soon might hope to force

The rowling lights of Heaven, as change her course.

Some happie Angel that beholds her there,

Instruct us to record what she was here:

And when this cloud of so [...]row's over-blown,

Through the wide world weele make her graces known.

So fresh the wound is, and the grief so vast,

That all our art and power of speech is waste.

Here passion swayes; but there the Muse shall raise

Eternall monuments of louder praise.

There our delight complying with her fame,

Shall have occasion to recite thy name,

Faire Sacharissa, and now onely faire,

To sacred friendship weele an Altar reare

Such as the Romanes did erect of old,

Where on a marble pillar shall be told

[Page] The lovely passion each to other bare,

With the resemblance of that matchlesse paire,

Narciss [...]s to the thing for which he pin'd,

Was not more like then yours to her fair mind:

Save that you grac'd the severall part of life,

A spotlesse Virgin, and a faultlesse wife.

Such was the sweet converse twixt her and you,

As that she holds with her associates now.

How false is hope, and how regardlesse fate,

That such a love should have so short a date?

Lately I saw her sighing part from thee

(Alas that that the last farewell should bel)

So look't Astr [...], her remove design'd

On those distressed friends she left behind:

Consent in vertue knit your heart so fast,

That still the knot in spight of death does last:

For as your tears and sorrow-wounded soule

Prove well that on your part this bond is whole:

So all we know of what they doe above

Is that they happy are, and that they love;

Let darke oblivion and the hollow grave

Content themselves our frailer thoughts to have:

Well chosen love is never taught to dye,

But with our nobler part invades the skie:

Then grieve no more, that one so heavenly shap'd

The crooked hand of trembling age escap'd;

Rather since we behold her not decay,

But that she vanish'd so entire away:

Her wondrous beauty and her goodnesse merit,

We should suppose that some propitious spirit,

In that Coelestiall forme frequented here,

And is not dead, but ceases to appeare▪

To the Queen Mother upon her Landing.

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GReat Queen of Europe where thy off spring wears

All the chief Crowns, whose Princes are thy heirs

As welcome thou to Sea girt Brittains shore▪

As [...]rst Latona (who faire Cinthia bore)

To Delos was. Here shines a Nymph as bright,

By thee disclos'd, with like increase of light.

Why was her joy in Belgia confin'd?

Or why did you so much regard the wind?

Scarce could the Ocean (though inrag'd) have tost

Thy Soveraign bark; but where th' obsequious Coast

Pay tribute to thy bed: Romes conquering hand

More vanquish'd Nations under her command,

Never reduc'd: glad Berecinthia, so

Among her deathlesse Progenie did goe,

A wreath of Towers adorn'd her reverend head,

Mother of all that on Ambro [...]ia [...]ed:

Thy godly race must sway the age to come,

As shee Olympus, peopled with her womb,

Would those Commanders of mankind obey

Their honoured Parent, all pretences lay

Down at your Royall feet, compose the jarres,

And on the growing Turk discharge these warres:

The Christian Knights that sacred tomb should wrest,

From Pagan hands, and triumph o're the East.

The Englands Princes, and Gallias Dolphin might

Like young Rinaldo, and Tancredo fight

In single combate; by their swords again

The proud Argant [...]s, and fierce Soldans slain.

Again, might wee their deeds recite,

And with your Thuscan exalt the sight▪

SONG.

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PEace babling Muse,

I dare not sing what you indite:

Her eyes refuse

To read the passion which they write.

She strikes my Lute, but if it sound,

Threatens to hurle it on the ground.

And I no lesse her anger dread,

Then the poore wretch that fains him dead.

While some fierce Lion does embrace

His breathlesse corps, and lick his face.

Wrap't up in silent fears he lies,

Torn all in peices if he cries.

Of Love.

ANger in hasty words or blows,

It self discharges on our foes.

And sorrow too, finds some relief,

In tears which wait upon our grief.

So every passion but fond love

Unto its own redresse does move.

But that alone the wretch inclines

To what prevents his own designes:

Makes him lament, and sigh, and weep,

Disordred, tremble, fawn and creep,

Postures which render him despis'd,

Where he endeavours to be priz'd▪

[Page] For women borne to be controul'd

Stoop to the forwards and the bold,

Affect the haughty and the proud,

The gay and frollick, and the loud;

Who first the gen'rous steed opprest▪

Not kneeling did salute the beast;

But with high courage life and force

Approaching, tam'd th'unruly horse:

Unwisely we, the wiser East

Pity supposing them opprest

With Tyrants force whose law is will,

By which they governe, spoyle and kill

Each Nymph, but moderately faire,

Command with no lesse rigour here.

Should some brave Turke that walks among

His twenty Lasses bright and young,

And beckens to the willing Dame

Preferr'd to quench his present flame:

Behold as many Gallants here.

With modest guise, and silent feare,

All to our female Idoll bend,

Whilest her high pride does scarce descend;

To marke their follyes he would sweare

That these her guard of Eunuchs were;

And that a more Majestique Queen,

Or humbler slaves he had not seen.

All this with indignation spoke,

In vaine I strugled with the yoke

Of mighty love, that conquering looke,

When next beh [...]ld like lightning stroke

My blasted soule, aud made me bow

Lower then those I pitied now.

So the tall Stag upon the brink

Of some smooth stream about to drink [...]:

[Page] Surveying there his armed head,

With shame remembers that he sled.

The scorned dogs resolves to try

The combates next, but if their cry

Invades again his trembling eare,

He straight resumes his wonted fear.

Leaves the untasted Spring behind,

And wing'd with fear out-flyes the wind.

To the mutable faire.

HEre Coelia for thy sake I part

With all that grew so neer my heart:

The passion that I had for thee,

The faith, the love, the constancle▪

And that I may successefull prove,

Transform my self to what you love.

Fool that I was so much to prize

Those simple vertues you despise.

Fool that with such dull arrows strove,

Or hop'd to reach a flying Dove.

For you that are in motion still,

Decline our force, and mock our skill.

Who like Don Quix [...]t do advance

Against a Wind-mill our vain launce.

Now will I wander through the aire,

Mount make a stoop at every faire,

And with a fancy unconfin'd

(As lawlesse as the Sea or wind)

Pursue you whereso [...]re you flie,

And with your various thoughts comply.

[Page] The formall stars do travell so,

As we their names and courses know,

And he that on their changes looks,

Would think they govern'd by our books.

But never were the clouds reduc'd

To any Art, the motion us'de:

By these free vapours are so light,

So frequent, that the conquer'd sight

Despair to find he rules that guide

Those gilded shadows as they slide.

And therefore of the spatious aire

Ioves royall consort had the care:

And by that power did once escape,

Declining bold [...]xions rape.

She with her own resemblance grac'd,

A shining cloud which he embrac'd.

Such was that Image so it smil'd,

With seeming kindnesse which begui [...]'d

Your Thirsis lately when he thought

He had his fleeting Coelia caught.

Twas shap'd like her, but for the faire

He fil [...]'d his armes with yeelding aire.

A fate for which he grieves the lesse,

Because the gods had like successe.

For in their story one (we see)

Pursues a [...], and takes a tree.

A second with a Lovers haste

Soon overtakes whom he had chac't.

But she that did a virgin seem

[...], appears a wand [...]ing stream.

[...] his suppo [...]ed love a third

[...] greedy hold upon a bird:

[...] stands amaz'd to find his deare,

A wilde inhabitant of th'ayre.

[Page] To these old tales such Nymphs as you

Give credit, and still make them new.

The Am'rous now like wonders find

In the swift changes of your mind.

But Coeli [...] if you apprehend

The Muse of your incensed friend:

Nor would that he record your blame,

And make it live repeat the same.

Again deceive him and again,

And then he sweares hee'l not complain.

For still to be deluded so,

Is all the pleasures Lovers know.

Who, like good Faulkners take delight,

Not in the quarrey, but the flight.

Of Salley.

OF Iason, These [...]s and such worthies old,

Light seeme the tales antiquity has told:

Such beasts and monsters as their force opprest

Some places onely, and sometimes infest.

Salley that scorn'd all power and laws of men,

Goods with their owners hurrying to their den.

And future ages threatning with a crude

And savage race successively renew'd.

Their king despising with rebellious pride,

And foes profest to all the world beside,

This pest of mankind gives our Hero fame,

And through th'obliged world dilates his name.

The Prophet once to cruell Agag said,

As thy fierce sword has mothers childlesse made:

[Page] So shall the sword make thine: and with that word

He hew'd the man in peices with his sword.

Just Charles like measure has return'd to these,

Whose Pagan hands had stain'd the troubled Seas;

With ships they made the spoiled Merchant mourn,

With ships their City and themselves are torn.

O [...]e squadron of our winged Castles sent

Ore-threw their Fort, and all their Navy rent.

For not content the dangers to encrease,

And act the part of tempest in the Seas,

Like hungry Woolves these pirates from our shore,

Whole flocks of sheep and ravish'd cattell bore.

Safely they did on other Na [...]ions prey,

Fools [...]o provoke the Soveraigne of the Sea.

Mad Cacus [...]o whom like ill fate perswades

The heard of faire Alcmena's seed invades.

Who fo [...] reve [...]ge, and mortals glad relief,

Sack'd the dark cave, and crush'd that horrid theif.

Moroccos Monarch wondring at this fact,

Save that his presence his aff [...]irs exact,

Had come in person to have seen and known

The injur'd worlds revenger, and his own.

Hither he sends the chief among his Peers,

Who in his bark well chosen presents bears

To the renown'd for piety and force,

Poore captives manumiz'd and matchlesse horse.

To Mrs. Braughton.

FAire fellow servant may your gentle [...]are

Prove more propitious to my [...]leighted care:

[Page] Then the bright Dames we serve, for her relief,

(Vext with the long expressions of my grief)

Receive these plaints, nor will her high disdain

Forbid my humble Muse to court her train.

So in those Nations which the Sun adore,

Some modest Persian, or some weak ey'd More,

No higher dares advance his dazled sight

Then to some gilded cloud, which neer the light

Of their ascending God adorns the East,

And graced with his beams out-shines the rest.

Thy skilfull hand contributes to our woe,

And whets those arrows which confounds us so:

A thousand Cupids in those curls do [...],

Those curious nets those slender fingers knit.

The graces put not more exactly on

Th'attire of Venus, when the [...]all she won,

Then Sacharissa by thy c [...]re is drest,

When all our youth prefers her to the rest.

You the soft seasons know when best her mind

May be to pity or to love enclin'd,

In some well chosen houre supply his fear,

Whose hopelesse love drust never tempt the [...]are

Of that stern godd [...]fse you (her Priest) decl [...]re

What offerings ma [...] propitiate the faire

Rich orient pearl, bright stones that neer decay,

Or pollisht lines which longer last then they.

For if I thought she took delight in those,

To where the cheerfull morne does first disclose,

(The shadie night removing of her beams)

Wing'd with bold love, Ide slie to fetch such gems.

But since her eyes, her teeth her lip excels

All that is found in mines, or fishes shels:

Her nobler part as far exceeding these,

None but immortall gifts her mind can please.

[Page] Those shining Iewels Greece and Troy bestow'd,

The snowy wrists and lovely neck did load,

Of Sparta's Queen. But when the town was burn'd,

Those fading glories were to Ashes turn'd:

Her beauty too had perish'd, and her fame,

Had not the muse redeem'd them from the flame.

Puerperium.

YOu Gods that have the power,

To trouble, and compose

All thats beneath your bower,

Calme silence on the Seas, on earth impose.

Faire V [...]nus in thy soft armes,

The God of rage confine,

For thy whispers are the charmes

Which onely can divert his fierce design.

What though hee frown, and to tumult do incline,

Thou the flame,

Kindled in his breast can'st tame,

With that snow which unmelted lies on thine?

Great Goddesse give this thy sacred [...]sland rest,

make heaven smile,

That no storm disturb us, while

Thy chief care our Halcyon builds her nest.

Great Gloriana: faire Gloriana,

Bright as high heaven is, and fertile as earth,

[Page] Whose beauty relieves us,

Whose royall bed gives us

Both glory and peace.

Our present joy and our hopes increase.

To Phillis.

PHillis, why should wee delay

Pleasures shorter then the day?

Could wee (which wee never can)

Stretch our lives beyond their span?

Beauty like a shaddow flies,

And our youth before us dies,

Or would youth and beauty stay,

Love hath wings and will away.

Love hath swifter wings then time,

Change in love to heaven does clime.

Gods that never change their state,

Varyed oft their love and hate.

Phillis, to this truth wee owe,

All the love betwixt us two:

Let not you and I inquire,

What has been our past desire,

On what Shepherds you have smil'd,

Or what Nymphs I have beguil'd.

Leave it to the Planets too,

What wee shall hereafter doe:

For the joyes wee now may prove,

Take advice of present love.

To Phillis:

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PHillis, twas love that injur'd you,

And on that rock your Thirsis threw,

Who for proud Coelia could have dy'd,

Whilst you no lesse accus'd his pride.

Fond Love his darts at random throws,

And nothing springs from what hee sowes,

From foes discharg'd as often meet,

The shining points of arrows fleet,

In the wide aire creating fire,

As soules that joyn in one desire.

Love made the lovely Venus burn

In vain, and for the cold youth mourn;

Who the pursuite of churlish beasts,

Preferr'd to sleeping on her breasts.

Love makes so many hearts the prize,

Of the bright Calisles conquering eyes,

Which shee regards no more then they,

The teares of lesser beauties weigh.

So have I seen the lost clouds powre,

Into the sea a uselesse shower,

And the vext Saylers curse the rain,

For which poore shepherds pray'd in vain.

Then Phillis, since our passions are

Govern'd by chance, and not the care

But sport of Heaven, which takes delight

To look upon this Parthian flight

Of Love, still flying or in chase,

Never incountring face to face▪

No more to love weele sacrific [...],

But to the best of Deities.

[Page] And let our hearts which love disjoyn'd,

By his kind Mother bee combin'd.

SONG.

VVHile I listen to thy voyce,

Chloris, I feel my life decay,

That powerfull noyse

Calls my flitting soule away.

Oh suppresse that Magick sound,

VVhich destroyes without a wound!

Peace Chloris peace, or singing die,

That together you and I,

To heaven may goe,

For all wee know:

Of what the blessed doe above

Is that they sing, and that they love.

SONG.

STay Phoebus, stay,

The world to which you flye so fast:

Conveying day,

From us to them can pay your hast,

VVith no such object, nor salute your ris [...]

VVith no such wonder, as de Mornay's eyes.

[Page] Well doe this prove,

The errour of those Antique bookes,

Which made you move,

About the world her charming lookes

Would fix your beams, and make it ever day,

Did not the rowling earth snatch her away.

To Amoret.

AMoret, thy milky way,

Fram'd of many namelesse starres,

The smooth stream where none can say,

Hee this drop to that preferres.

Amoret, my lovely foe,

Tell mee where thy strength does lie,

Where the power that charmes us so,

In thy Soule, or in thy eye?

By that snowy neck alone,

Or thy grace in motion seen,

No such wonders could bee done▪

Yet thy waste is streight and clean▪

As Cupids sheft, or Hermes rod,

And powerfull too as either God,

To my Lord of Falkland.

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BRave Holland load, and with him Falkland goes,

Who hears this told and does not streight suppose

Wee send the Graces and the Muses forth,

To civilize, and to instruct the North?

Not that these Ornaments make swords lesse sharp,

Apollo weares as well his bow as harp▪

And though hee bee the Patron of that Spring,

Where in calm peace, the sacred Virgins sing.

Hee courage had to guard th' invaded throne

Of Love, and cast th' ambitious Giants down.

Ah (noble Friend) with what impatience all

That know thy worth, and know how prodigall

Of thy great Soule thou art, longing to twist

Bayes with that Ivy, which so early kist

Thy youthfull temples? with what horror wee

Think on the blind events of warre and thee?

To Fate exposing that all-knowing brest,

Among the throng as cheaply as the rest:

Where Oakes and brambles (if the copse bee burn'd)

Confounded lye to the same ashes turn'd.

Some happy wind over the Ocean blow

This tempest yet, which hights our Island so.

Guarded with ships, and all the Sea our own,

From heaven this mischief on our heads is thrown.

In a late dream the Genius of this Land,

Amaz'd, I saw, like a faire Hebrew stand,

When first shee felt the twins begin to jarre,

And found her womb the seat of Civill warre:

Inclin'd to whose relief, and with presage

Of better fortune for the present age,

[Page] Heaven send's, quoth I, this di [...]cord for our good,

To warme, perhaps, but not to waste our blood,

To raise our drooping spirits, grown the scorn

Of our proud neighbours, who ere long shall mourn,

(Though now they joy in our expected harmes)

Wee had occasion to resume our Armes.

A Lyon so with self-provoking smart,

His rebell taile scourging his nobler part,

Calls up his courage, then begins to roare,

And charge his foes, who thought him madde before.

Of a Lady who writ in praise of Mira.

WHile shee pretends to make the Graces known,

Of matchlesse Mira, shee reveales her own,

And when shee would anothers praise indite,

Is by her glasse instructed how to write.

To one marryed to an old man.

SInce thou wouldst needs, bewitcht with some ill charms,

Bee buryed in those monumentall armes:

All wee can wish, is, may that earth lye light

Upon the tender limbs, and so good night.

For drinking of Healths.

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[...] Et Bruites, and Vegetalls, that cannot think,

So farre as drought and nature urges drink:

A more indulgent Mistres [...]e guides our sprights,

Reason, that dares beyond our appetites,

Shee would our [...]are as well as thirst redresse,

And with Divinity rewards excesse.

Deserted Ar [...]adn [...] thus supply'd,

Did [...] Theseus cruelty deride,

Bacchus [...] from her exalted thought,

B [...]sh'd the man, her passion, and his faut [...]

Bacchus and P [...]oebus are by Iove ally'd,

And each by others timely heat supply'd:

All that the Grapes owe to his lightning fires,

Is paid in numbers which their juyce inspires.

Wine fills the veins, and healths are understood,

To give our Friends a title to our blood:

Who naming mee, doth warme his courage so,

Shews for my sake what his bold hand would do.

To Flavia, Song:

TIs not your beauty can ingage

My wary heart:

The Sun in all his pride and rage,

Has not that Art:

And yet hee shines as bright as you,

If brightnesse could our soules subdue.

[Page]

Tis not the pretty things you say,

Nor those you write,

VVhich can make Thirsis heart your prey,

For that delight:

The graces of a well-taught minde,

In some of our own wee finde.

No Flavia, tis your love, I feare

Loves surest darts,

Those which so seldome faile him are

Headed with hearts.

Their very shaddowes make us yeeld,

Dissemble well, and win the field.

On my Lady Isabella playing on the Lute.

SUch moving sounds, from such a carelesse touch,

So unconcern'd her self, and wee so much:

VVhat Art is this, that with so little paines,

Transports us thus, and o're the spirit reignes?

The trembling strings above her fingers proud,

And tell their joy for every kisse aloud:

Small force there needs to make thee tremble so,

Touch't by that hand; who would not tremble tro?

Heer Love takes stand, and while shee charms the eare

Empties his quiver on the listning Deere:

Musick so softens and disarmes the mind,

That not an Arrow does resistance find.

Thus the faire tyrant celebrates the prize,

And acts her self the triumph of her eyes,

[Page] So Nero once with harpe in hand, survay'd

His flaming Rome, and as it burnt he play'd.

The Fall.

SEe how the will-earth gives way

To take th'impression where she lay:

See how the mould as loath to leave

So sweet a burden, still doth cleave

Close to the Nymphs stain'd garment? here

The comming Spring would first appear,

And all this place with roses strow,

If busie feet would let them grow.

Here Venns smil'd to see blinde chance

It selfe, before her son advance,

And a fair image to present

Of what the Boy so long had meant:

[...] was such a chance as this made all

The World into this order fall:

Thus the first lovers, on the clay

Of which they were composed lay;

So in their prime with equall grace

Met the first patternes of our race:

Then blush not (faire) or on him frowne,

Or wonder how you both came downe;

But touch him, and heel tremble strait,

How could he then support your weight?

How could the Youth alas, but bend

When his whole heaven upon him lean'd?

If ought by him amisse were done,

[...] was that he let you rise so soon.

Of Silvia.

[Page]

OUr sighs are heard, just heav'n declares

The sense it has of lovers cares;

She that so far the rest outshin'd,

Silvia the faire whiles she was kinde;

As if her frowns impair'd her brow,

Seems only not unhandsome now:

So when the skie makes us endure

A storme, it selfe becomes obscure.

Hence `tis that I conceale my flame,

Hiding from Flavias selfe her name;

Lest she provoking heaven should prove

How it rewards neglected love;

Better a thousand such as I

Their griefe untold should pine and dye:

Then her bright morning overcast

With sullen clouds should be defac't.

The Budd.

LAtely on yonder swelling bus [...],

Big with many a comming Rose,

This early Bud began to blush,

And did but halfe it self disclose;

And pluck't it, though no better g [...]owh [...];

Yet now you see how full tis blow [...];

[Page]

Still as I did the leaves inspire,

With such a purple light they shon

As if they had bin made of fire,

And [...]preading so would flame anon:

All that was meant by ayre or sun

To the young flower my breath has done.

If our loose breath so much can doe,

What may the same informe's of love,

Of purest love and musick too

When Flavia it aspires to move:

When that which lifele [...]se buds per [...]wades

To wax more [...]oft her youth invades.

To a Lady singing a Song of his composing.

CHloris your selfe you so excell

When you vouchsafe to breath my thought,

That like a spirit with this spell

Of my owne teaching I am taught.

That Eagles fate and mine are one

Which on that shaft that made him dye,

Espy'd a feather of his owne

Wherewith he meant to soare so high.

Had eccho with so sweet a grace,

Narcissns loud complaints return'd,

Not for reflexion of his face:

But of his voyce the Boy had mourn'd.

At the mariage of the Dwar [...]fes.

[Page]

THe signe or chance makes others wive,

But nature did this match contrive;

Eve might as well have Adam fled

As she deny'd her little bed

To him for whom heaven seem'd to frame,

And measure out this only dame.

Thrice happy is that humble paire

Beneath the levell of all care;

Over whose heads those arrows [...]lye

Of sad distrust and jealousie:

Secur'd in as high extream,

As if the world held none but them.

To him the fairest Nimphs doe shew

Like moving mountains top't with snow:

And every Man a Polipheme

Does to his Galatea seem:

None may presume her faith to prove,

He pro [...]fers death that proffers love.

Ah (Cloris) that kind nature thus

From all the world had sever'd us;

Creating for our selves us two,

As love has me for only you.

Vpon Ben. Iohnson.

[Page]

MIrror of Poets, mirror of our age!

Which her whole face beholding on thy stage;

Pleas'd and displeas'd with her owne faults, indures

A remedy like those whom musique cures:

Thou hast alone those various inclinations

Which Nature gives to Ages, Sexes, Nations:

Hast tracked with thy All-re [...]embling Pen

What ever custome has impos'd on men:

Or ill got habit which deserts them so,

That scarce one brother can the brother know,

Is representing to the wondring eyes

Of all that see or read thy Comedies:

Who ever in those glasses looke, may finde

The spots return'd or graces of the minde:

And by the helpe of so divine an Art

At leisure view and dresse his nobler part.

Narcissus couzened by that [...]latt'ring Well,

And nothing could but of his beauty tell,

Had here discovering that the deform'd stat [...]

Of his fond mind preserv'd himsel [...]e with hate;

But vertue too as well as vice, is clad

In flesh and bloud so well, that Plato had

Beheld what his high fancie once embrac't,

Vertue with [...]olours, speech, and motion grac't:

The sundry postures of thy copious muse,

Who would expre [...]se a thousand tongues must use;

Whose fate's no lesse peculiar then thy Art,

For as thou couldst all characters impart:

[...] none could render thine who still escapes

[...]ike Prot [...]us in variety of shapes:

[Page] Who was, nor this, nor that, but all wee finde,

And all wee can imagine in mankinde.

To Mr. George Sands, on his Translation of some parts of the Bible.

HOw bold a work attempts that pen,

Which would inrich our vulgar tongue,

With the high raptures of those men,

Who here with the same spirit sung:

Wherewith they now assist the Quire

Of Angels, who their Songs admire?

What-ever those inspired soules

Were u [...]ged to expresse did shake,

The aged deep and both the Poles

Their num'rous Thunder could awake

Dull earth, which does with heaven consent,

To all they wrote, and all they meant.

Say (Sacred Bard) what could bestow

Courage on thee, to [...]oare so high?

Tell me [...] (brave Friend) what help'd thee so

To shake off all mortality?

To light this Torch thou hast climb'd higher,

Then he [...] who stole Coelestiall fire.

Chloris and Hilas.

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Chl.

HIlas Ô Hilas why sit we mute,

Now that each bird saluteth the Spring:

Winde up the slackned strings of thy Jute,

Never canst thou want matter to sing?

For love thy breast does fill with such a fire,

That what [...]oe're is faire, moves thy desire,

Hil.

Swe [...]test you know, the sweetest of things,

Of various flowers the Bee's doe compose,

Yet no particular taste it brings

Of Violet, Woodbind, Pink, or Rose:

So love the resultance is of all our graces

Which [...]low from a thousand severall faces.

Chl.

Hilas, the birds which chant in this grove,

Could we but know their language they use,

They would instruct us better in love,

And reprehend thy inconstant muse:

For love their breasts does fill with such a fire,

That what they once doe choose, bound their desire,

Hil.

Chloris this change the birds doe approve,

Which the warme season hither does bring;

Times from your selfe does further remove

You, then the winter from the gay Spring:

She that like lightning shin'd while her face lasted,

The oak now resembl [...]s which lightning have blasted.

Vnder a Ladies Picture.

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SUch Hellen was, and who can blame the Boy,

That in so bright a flame consum'd his Troy?

But had like vertue shin'd in that fair Gre [...]k,

The am'rous shepheard had not dar'd to seek▪

Or hope for pity, but with silent moan,

And better fate had perished all alone.

In answer of Sir Iohn Sucklings verses.

Con.

STay here fond youth, and aske no more, be wise,

Knowing too much, long since lost Paradise.

Pro.

And by your knowledge we should be bere [...]t

Of all that Paradise which yet is left.

Con.

The vertuous joyes thou hast thou would [...]t should still

Last in their pride, and wouldst not take it ill:

If rudely from sweet dreams, and for a toy

Thou awak't the wakes himselfe that does enjoy.

Pro.

How can the joy or hope which you allow

Be stiled vertuous, and the end not so?

Talk in your sleep and shadows still admire,

'Tis true, he wakes that feels this reall fire,

But to sleep better; for who ere drinks deep

Of this Nepenthe, rocks himselfe asleep.

[Page]Con.

Fruition adds no new wealth, but destroyes,

And while it pleaseth much yet still it cloyes:

Who thinks he shall be happier made for that,

As reasonably might hope he might grow fat

By eating to a surfet, this once past,

What relishes? even kisses lose their taste.

Pro.

Blessings may be repeated, while they cloy,

But shall we starve, cause surfeiting destroy?

And if fruition did the taste impaire

Of kisses: why should yonder happy paire

Where joyes, just Himen, warrants all the night

Consume the day too in this le [...]e delight.

Con.

Urge not tis necessary; alas we know

The homeliest thing that mankinde does is so.

The world is of a large extent we see,

And must be peopled, children there must be,

So must bread too, but s [...]ce there are enough

Borne to that drudgery, what need we plough?

Pro.

I need not plough since what the stooping Hinde

Gets of my pregnant land, must all be mine:

But in this nobler tillage tis not so,

For when Anchises did fair Venus know

What intrest had poore Vulcan in the boy,

Great bold Aeneas, or the present joy.

Con.

Women enjoy'd what [...]tofore they have been,

Are like Romances read, or Scenes once seen:

Fruition dulls, or spoyles the play much more

Then if one read, or knew the plot before.

[Page]Pro.

Playes and Romances read, and seen, do fall

In our opinions, yet not seen at all:

Whom would they please? to an Heroick tale,

Would you not listen, least it should grow stale?

Con.

Tis expectation makes a blessing dea [...]e,

Heaven were not heaven, if wee knew what it were.

Pro.

If't were not heaven, if wee knew what it were,

Twould not bee Heaven to those that now are there.

Con.

As in prospects wee are there pleased most,

Where something keepes the eye from being lost,

And leaves roome to gue [...]e; so here restraint,

Holds up delight, that with exce [...]se would faint.

Pro.

Restraint preserves the pleasure wee have got,

But hee n [...]ere has it, that injoyes it not.

In goodly prospects who contracts the space,

O [...] [...]akes not all the bounty of the place?

Wee wish remov'd what [...]tandeth in our light,

And nature blam'd for limitting our sight,

Where you stand wisely winking at the view

Of the [...] prospect, may bee alwaies new.

Con.

[...] who know all the wealth they have, are poore:

[...] onely rich that cannot tell his store.

Pro.

Not hee that knows the wealth hee has is poore,

But hee that dares not touch nor use his store.

To A. H: of the different successe of their Loves.

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THrice happy paire of whom wee cannot know,

Which first began to love, or loves most now:

Fair course of passion where two lovers start,

And run together, heart still yoak't in heart:

Successefull youth, whom love has taught the way,

To bee victorious in thy first essay.

Sure lov's an Art best practized at first,

And where th' experienc'd still prosper worst.

I with a different fate pursu'd in vain

The haughty Coelia, till my just disdain

Of her neglect, above that passion born;

Did pride to pride oppose, and scorn to scorn.

Now s [...]ee relents, but all too late to move

A heart diverted to a Nobler love:

The scales are turn'd, her kingdom weighs no more,

Now, then my vows and service did before:

So in some well wrought hangings, you may see

How Hector leads, and how the Grecians fly,

Here the fierce Mars his courage so inspires,

That with bold hands the Argive Fleet hee [...]ires,

But there from heaven the blew ey'd virgin falls,

And frighted Troy retires within her walls.

They that are formost in that bloody place,

Turn head anon and gives the Conquerours chace:

So like the chances are of love and warre,

That they alone in this distinguish'd are:

In love the Victors from the vanquish'd fly,

They flye that wound, and they pursue that dye▪

An Apologie for having loved before.

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THey that never had the use

Of the Grapes surprizing juyce;

To the first delicious cup,

All their reason render up:

Neither doe nor care to know,

Whether it bee the best or no.

So they that are to love inclin'd;

Sway'd by chance, not choyce, or art:

To the first that's fair or kind,

Make a present of their heart:

Tis not shee that first wee love,

But whom dying wee approve.

To man that was ith' evening made,

Starres gave the first delight:

Admiring in the glooming shade,

Those little drops of light.

Then at A [...]rora, whose faire hand

Remov'd him from the skies:

Hee gazing towards the East did stand,

Shee entertain'd his eyes.

But when the bright sun did appear,

All those hee gan dispise,

His wonder was determin'd there,

Hee could no higher rise.

Hee neither might, nor wisht to know

A more re [...]ulgent light:

[Page] For that as mine, your beauties now,

Imploy his utmost sight.

Palamede to Zelinde, Ariana, Lib. 6.

FAirest peice of well form'd earth,

Urge not thus your haughty birth:

The power which you have o're us, lies

Not in your race, but in your eyes.

None but a Prince, alas, that voy [...]

Confines you to a narrow choyce!

Should you no honey vow to taste,

But what the Master Bees have plac't

In compasse of their cells, how small

A portion to your share would fall?

Nor all appeare among those few,

Worthy the stock from whence they grew:

The sap which at the root is bred,

In trees, through all the boughes is spred,

But vertues which in Parents shine,

Make not like progre [...]se through the Line.

Tis not from whom, but where wee live;

The place does oft those graces give.

Great Iulius on the Mountains bred,

A flock perhaps, or Herd had led.

Hee that the world subdu'd, had been

But the best wrastler on the green.

Tis Art and knowledge, which draw forth

The hidden seeds of native worth:

They blow those sparks, and make them rise

Into such [...]lames, as touch the Skies▪

[Page] To the old Hero's hence was given,

A Pedigree which reach'd to Heaven,

Of mortall seed they were not held,

Which other mortals so excell'd,

And beauty too in such excesse

As yours, Zelind [...], claimes no lesse.

Smile but on mee, and you shall scorn,

Henceforth to bee of Princes born.

I can describe the shady Grove

Where your lov'd Mother slept with Iove,

And yet excuse the faultlesse Dame,

Caught with her Spouses, shape, and name:

Thy matchle [...]se f [...]rm will credit bring,

To all the wonders I shall sing.

FINIS.

Mr. VVALLERS SPEECH IN PARLIAMENT. 1641.
Against the Prelates Innovations, False Doctrin, and Discipline; reproving the perswasion of some Clergie-men to his Majesty of Inconveniencies: Who themselves, instead of Tilling the Ground, are become sowers of Tares.
VVith a Motion for the Fundamentall, and Vitall Liberties of this Nation, which it was wont to have.

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Mr. Speaker,

WEE shall make it appear [...], the err [...]urs of Divines who would that a Monarch, can bee absolute, and that hee can do all things ad libitum, receding not onely from their Text, (though that bee wandring too) but from the way their own profession might teach them. Stare super [Page]vias antiquas, and remove not the ancient bounds and Land [...]marks, which our Fathers have set.

If to bee absolute, were to bee restrained by no Lawes: Then can no King in Christendom bee so, for they all stand obleidged to the Lawes Christian, and wee ask no more, for to this Pillar, bee our Priviledges fixt. Our Kings at their Coronation, having taken a Sacred Oath, not to in [...]ringe them, I am sorry these men take no more care, for the informing of our Faith of these things, which they tell us for our Soules health; whilest wee know them so manife [...]tly in the wrong way, in that which concernes the Liberties and Priviledges of the Subjects of England.

They gain preferment, and then it is no matter, though they neither beleeve themselves, nor are beleeved by others, But since they are so ready, to let loose the Conscience of our Kings, wee are the more carefully to proceed, for our protection against this Pulpit-law, by declaring, and rein [...]orcing Municipall Laws of this Kingdom.

It is worthy the observation, how new this opinion, or rather this way of rising, is [...]ven amongst themselves.

For,(Mr. Speaker) Mr. Hooker, who was no refractory man, (as they term it) thinks that the first government was Arbitrary, untill it w [...] found, that to live by one mans will, becomes all mens misery; these are his words, and that these were the originall of inventing Laws.

And (Mr. Speaker,) if wee look farther back, our Hi [...]tories will tell us, that the Prelates of this Kingdom, have often been the Mediators, between the King and his Subjects, to present and pray redresse of their grievances, and had reciprocally then, as much love and reverence from the people.

But these Preachers, more active then their Predece [...]sors, and wiser than the Laws, have found out a better form of Government.

[Page] The King must be a more absolute Monarch, then any of his Predecessors, and to them be must owe it, though in the mean time, they hazard the hearts of his People, and involve Hi [...] into a thousand Dif [...]iculties.

For suppose, this form of Gover [...]ment were inconvenient; (Mr. Speaker) this is but a Supp [...]sition; for this five [...]undred years, it [...]ath not only maint [...]ined us in safety, but made us victorious over other Nati [...]ns: But suppose, this form of Government were inconvenient; and they have another Idea of one more convenient; We all know, how dangerous Innovations are, though to the better; and what hazard those Princes run, that enterprize the Change of a long establis [...]ed Government.

Now (Mr. Speaker) of all our Kings that have gone before, and of all that are to succeed in this happy race, why should so pious, and so good a King, be exposed to this trouble and hazard? Besides, that King so diverted, can never do [...] any great matters abroad.

But (Mr. Speaker) whil [...] these men have thus bent their Wits against the Law of their Co [...]ntry; have they not neglected their owne profession? What tares are growne up in the field, which they should have tilled? I leave it to [...] second consideration, not but Religion be the first thing in our purposes and desires: But that which is first in dignity, is not alwayes to preceed in order of time, for well-being, supposes a being; and the first impedi [...]ent which men n [...]t [...] [...]ally, endeavour to remove, is the want of those things, with [...]ut which they cannot subsist. God first a [...]signed unto Adam, [...]intenance of l [...]fe, and added to him a title to the re [...]t of [...]he Creat [...]res, befor [...] he appointed Law to observe.

And let me tell you▪ that i [...] our Adversaries have any [...]uch define, as there is nothing more easie. then to impose Re [...]igion on a people [...]eprived of their Liberties, so there is no [...]hing more hard, then to doe the same upon Free-men.

[Page] And therefore (Mr. Speaker) I conclude with this motion, that there may be an Order presently made, that the first thing this House goes about, shall be the restoring of this Nation in generall, to the fundamentall and vitall Liberties▪ the prosperity of our Goods, and freedome of our Persons; And then We will forth-with, consider of the supply de [...]red.

And thus shall We discharge the tru [...] reposed in us, by those that sent us hither: And His Majesty [...]hall see, that wee will make more then ordinary [...]aste to satisfie His demands; and wee shall let all those know that seek to ha [...]en the matter of supply, that they will so far delay it, as they give no interruption to the Former.

Mr. WALLERS SPEECH in PARLIAMENT, At a Conference of both Houses in the painted Chamber Iuly 6. 1641.

My LORDS,

I Am commanded by the House of Commons, to present you with these Articles against Mr. Justice Crawley, which when your Lordships shall have been pleased to heare read, I shall take leave (according to custom) to say somshing of what I have collected from the sense of that [Page] House concerning the crimes therein conteined.

Here the charge was read conteining his extrajudiciall opinions subscribed, and judgement given for Ship-money, and afterward a Declaration in his charge at an Assize, that Ship-money was so inherent a right in the Crown, that it would not be in the power of a Parliament to take it away.

MY LORDS, Not only my wants but my affections render me lesse fit for this imployment: for though it has not been my happinesse to have the Law a part of my breeding, there is no man honours that profession more, or has a greater reverence towards the grave Judges the Oracles thereof. Out of Parlament all our Courts of Justice are governed or directed by them, and when a Parlament is call'd, if your Lordships were not assisted by them, and the House of Commons by other Gentlemen of that Robe, experience t [...]lls us it might run a hazard of being stiled Parlamentum indo [...]torum. But as all professions are obnoxious to the malice of the professours, and by them most easily betrayed, so (my Lords) these Articles have told you how these brothers of the Coyf are become fratres in malo; how these sons of the Law have torne out the bowels of their mother: But this Judge (whose charge you last heard) in one expression of his excels no lesse his Fellows, then they have done the worst of their predecessours, in this conspiracy against the Common-wealth. Of the Iudgement for Ship-money, and those extrajudiciall opinions preceding the same (wherein they are jointly concern'd) [Page] you have already heard, how unjust and pernicious a p [...]ceeding that was in so publique a Cause, has been su [...]ficiently express'd to your Lordships: But this man, adding despaire to our mi [...]ery, [...]ells us from the Bench, that Ship-money was a Right so inherent in the Crown, that it would not be in the power of an Act of Parliament to take it away. Herein (my Lords) hee did not onely give as deepe a wound to the Commonweal [...]h as any of the rest, but dipt his dart in su [...]h a poyson, that so farre as in him lay, it might never receive a cure. As by those abortive opinions subscribing to the subve [...]sion of our propriety, before he heard what could bee said for it, he prevented his own, so by this declaration of his, hee indeavours to prevent the Judgement of your Lordships too, and to confine the power of a Parliament, the onely place where this [...] might be redrest: Sure he is more wise and learned, then to beleeve himself in this opinion, or not to know how ridiculous it would appeare to a Parliament, and how dangerous to himselfe, and therefore no doubt but by saying no Parliament could abolish this Judgement, his meaning was that this Judgement had abolish'd Parliaments.

This imposition of Ship-money springing from a pretended necessity, was it not enough that it was now grown annuall, but hee must in [...]ayle it upon the State for ever, at once making necessity inherent to the Crown, & slavery to the Subject? Necessity, which dissolving all Law is so much more prejudiciall to his Majesty then to any of us, by how much the Law has invested his Royall State with a greater power, and ampler fortune, for so undoubted a truth it has ever bin, that Kings as well as Subjects are involv'd in the confusion which necessity produces, that [...] Heathen [Page] thought their gods also obliged by the same, Pareamus necessitati qaam nec homines nec dii superant: This Judge then having in his charge at the Assize declar'd the dissolution of the Law, by this suppos'd necessity, with what conscience could hee at the same Assize proceed to condemne and punish men, unlesse perhaps he m [...]ant the Law was still in force for our destruction, and not for our preservation, that it should have power to kill, but none to protect us; a thing no lesse horrid then if the Sun should burn without lighting us, or the [...]arth serve only to bury and not to feed and nourish us. But (my Lords) to demonstrate that this was a supposititious impos'd necessi [...]y, and such as they could remov [...] when they pleas'd, at the last Convention in Parliament a price was set upon it, for twelve Subsidies you shall reverse this Sentence; It may be said that so much money would have removed the present necessity, but here was a Rate set upon future necessity, For twelve Subsidies you shall never suffer necessity againe, you shall for [...]ver abolish that judgement; Here this mystery is revealed, this visour of necessity is pull'd off, and now it appeares that this Parliament of Judges had very frankly and bountifully presented his Majesty with twelve Subsidies to be levyed on your Lordships, & the Commons: Certainly there is no priviledge which more properly belongs to a Parliament, then to open the purse of the Subject, and yet these Tudges, who are neither capable of sitting among us in the house of Commons, nor with your Lordships, otherwise then as your assistants, have not only aslum'd to themselves this priviledge of Parliament, but pr [...]sum'd at once to make a present to the Crown of all that either your Lordships or the Commons of England do, or shal her a [...]t [...]r possess.

And because this man has had the boldnes [...]o put the power of Parliament in ball [...]nce with the opinion of [Page] the Iudges, I shall intreat your Lordships to observe by way of comparison the solemne and safe proceeding of the one, with the precipitate dispatch of the other. In Parlament (as your Lordships know well) no new Law can passe, or old be ab [...]ogated, till it has been thrice read with your Lordships, thrice in the Commons House, and then it receives the Royall Assent, so that 'tis like gold seven times purified; whereas these Iudges by this o [...]e resolu [...]ion of thei [...]s would perswade his Majesty, that by naming necessity he might at once dissolve (at least s [...]spend) the great Charter 32 times confirm'd by his Royall Progenitours, the Petition of Right, and all other Lawes provided for the mainten [...]nce of the Right and Propriety of the Subj [...]ct; a strange force (my Lords) in the sound of this word necessity, that like a Charme it should silence the Lawes, while we are dispoyl'd of all we have, for that but a part of our goods was taken is owing to the g [...]ac [...] and goodnesse of the King, for so much as conc [...]rnes these Iudges, we have no more left then they perhaps may de [...]rve to have, when your Lordships shall [...]ave passed Iudgement upon them: This for the n [...]glect of their Oaths, and betraying that publique tr [...]st, which for the conservation of our Laws was reposed in them.

Now for the cruelty & unmercifulnes of this judgement, you may please to remember that in the old Law they were forbid to seeth a Kid in his mothers milk, of which the received interpretation is, that we should not use that to the destruction of any creature which was intended for its preservation: Now (my Lords) God and Nature has given us t [...] Sea as our best Guard against our Enemies, and our ships as our greatest glory above other Nations, and how barbarously would [Page] these men have let in the sea upon us, at once to wash away our Liberties, and to overwh [...]lm, if not our Land, all the propriety wee have therein, making th [...] supply of our Navy, a pretence for the [...]uine of our Nation; for observe I beseech you the fruit and consequenc [...] of this judgement, how this money has prospered, how contrary an effect it has had [...]o the end for which they pretended to take it: On every County a ship is annually impos'd, and w [...]o would not expect, but our seas by this time should bee covered with the number of our ships? Alas (my Lords) the daily complaints of the decay of our Navy tell us how ill Ship-money has maintaind t [...]e Soveraignty of the Sea; and by the many petitions which wee receive from the wives of those miserable Captives at Algier (being between foure and five thousand of our Country-men) it does too ev [...]dently appeare that to make us slaves at home, is not the way to keep us from being made slaves abroad; so farre has this judgement been from relieving the present, or preventing the fu [...]ure necessity, that as it changed our reall propriety into the shadow of a propriety, so of a feigned it has m [...]de a Reall necessity.

A little before the approach of the Gaules to Rome, while the Romans h [...]d yet no apprehension of that danger, there was heard a voyce in the ayre, lowder then ordinary, The Gaules are come, which voyce after they had sack'd the City, and besieged the Capitoll, was held so ominous, that Livie relat [...]s it as a Prodigy; This Anticipation of necessity seems to have been no l [...]sse ominous to us▪ These [...]udges like ill boading birds have call'd necessity upon the State in a time when I dare say they thought themselves in greatest security; but if it seem superstitious to take this as an Omen, sure [Page] I am, we may look on it as a cause of the unfained necessity we now suffer, for what regret and discontent had this judgment bred among us? And as when the noyse and tumult in a private house growes so loud as to be [...]eard into the streets, it calls inthe next dwellers [...]ither kindly to appease, or to make their own use of the domestick strife; so in all likelihood our knowne discontents at home have been a concurrent cause to invite our Neighbors to visit us so much to the expence and trouble of both these Kingdomes.

And here, my Lords, I cannot but take notice of the most sad effect of this oppression, the ill influence it has had upon the ancient reputation and valour of the English Nation: and no wonder, for if it be [...]rue that oppression makes a wise man mad, it may well suspend the courage of the valiant: The same happened to the Romans, when for renown in Armes they most [...]xcell'd the rest of the world; the story is but short, `twas in the time of the Decemviri (& I think the chiefe troublers of our State may make up that number,) The Decemviri, my Lords, had subverted the Lawes, suspended the Courts of Iustice, & (which was the greate [...]t grievance both to the Nobility and people) had for some years omi [...]ted to assemble the Senate, which was their Parliament: This, sayes the Historian, did not only deject the Romans, and make them despaire of their Liberty, but [...]ansed them to be Iesse valued by their Neighbors: The Sabines take the advantage and invade them; and now the `Decemviri are forc'd to cal the long-desired Senate whereof the people were so glad, that Hostibus belloque gratiam habuerunt: This Assembly breaks up in discontent, neverthelesse the war proceeds; Forces are raised, led by some of the Decemviri, & with the Sabines they meet in the field: I know your Lordships expect the event: [Page] my Authors words of his Country men ar [...] these, Ne quid du [...] aut auspicio Decemvirorum prospere g [...]reretur, vinci se paticbantur, They chos [...] rather to suffer a present diminution of their Honour, then by victory to confirm the tyranny of their new Masters: At their r [...] turn from this unfortunate expedition, after some distempers & expostulations of the people, another Senate, that is, a second Parliament, is cal'd, and there the D [...]cemviri are questioned, deprived of their authority, imprisoned, banish'd, and some lose their lives: & soon after this vindication of their Liberties, the Romans by their better succ [...]sse made it appeare to the world, that liberty and courage dwell alwaies in the same brest, & are never to be divorced. No doubt, my Lords, but your Iustice shall have the like effect upon this dispirited people; `tis not the restitution of our ancient Laws alone, but the restauration of our ancient courage which is expected from your Lordships: I need not say any thing to move your just indignation, that this man should so cheapely give away that which your Noble Ancestors with so much courage and industry had so long maintain'd: you have of [...]en bin told how carefull they were though with the hazard of their lives & fortunes, to derive thos [...] Rights and Liberties as entire to posterity as they received them from their Fathers; what they did with labour you may doe with ease, what they did with danger you may doe securely: the foundation of our Lawes is not shaken with the Engine of Warre, they are onely blasted with the breath of these men, and by your breath they may be restored.

What Iudgements your Predecessors have given, and what punishments their Predecessors have suffered for offences of this nature, your Lordships have already been so well informed, that I shall not trouble [Page] you with a repetition of those precedents: Onely (my Lords) something I shall take leave to observe of the person with whose charge I have presented you, that you may the lesse doubt of the wilfulnesse of his offence.

His education in the Innes of Court, his constant practice as a Councellour, and his experience as a Iudge (considered with the mischiefe hee has done) makes it appeare that this Progresse of his through the Law, has been like that of a diligent Spie through a Country, into which hee meant to conduct an enemy.

To let you see hee did not offend for company, there is one crime so peculiar to himselfe, and of such malignity, that it makes him at once uncapable of your Lordships favour, and his own subsistence incompatible with the right and propriety of the Subject: for if you leave him in a capacity of interpreting the Laws, has hee not already declared his opinion, That your votes and resolutions against Ship-money are voyd, and that it is not in the power of a Parliament to abolish that Judgement? To him▪ my Lords, that has thus plaid with the power of Parliament, wee may well apply what was once said to the Goat browsing on the Vine.

Rode, caper, vitem, tamen hinc cum stabis ad ar [...] In Tua quod fu [...]di cornus possit, erit:

Hee has cropt and infring'd the priviledges of a banish'd Parliament, but now it is returned, hee may finde it has power enough to make a Sacrifice of him, to the better establishment of our Lawes▪ and in truth [Page] what other satisfaction can [...]e make his injur'd Cou [...] try, then to confirm by his example those Rights and Liberties which hee had [...]uin'd by his opinion?

For the proofes, my Lords, they are so manifest, tha [...] they will give you little trouble in the disquisition; his crimes are already upon Record, the Delinquent and the Witnesse is the same; having from severall seats of Iudicature proclaim'd himselfe an Enemy to our Laws and Nation, Ex ore suo judi [...]abit [...]r. To which purpose I am commanded by the Knights, Citizens, and Burgesses of the House of Common [...], to desire your Lordships that as speedy a proceeding may bee had against Mr. Iustice Crawley, as the course of Parliaments will permit.

Mr. WALLERS SPEECH IN THE HOVES of COMMOMS On Tuesday the 4th of Iuly, 1643.
Being brought to the Barre, and having leave given him by the SPEAK [...]R, to say what hee could for himselfe, before they proceeded to expell him the HOUSE.

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Mr. Speaker,

I Acknowledge it a great mercy of God, and a great favour from you, that I am once more suffered to behold this Honourable Assembly. I m [...]ane not to make use of it to say any thing in my own defence by justification or denyall of what I have done, I have already confessed enough to make me [...] appeare, worthy not onely to bee put out of this House, but out of the World too. All my humble request to you is, that if I seeme to you as unworthy to live, as I doe to my selfe, I may have th [...] honour to receive my death from your own hands, and not b [...]e exposed to a Tryall by the Counsell of Warre: what ever you shall think mee worthy to suffer in a Parliamentary way, is not like to finde stop any where else.

[Page] This (Sir) I hope you will bee pleased for your own sakes to grant mee, who am already so miserable, that nothing can bee added to my calamity, but to bee made the occasion of creating a President to your own disadvantage; besides the right I may have to this, consider I beseech you, that the eyes of the world are upon you, you Govern in chief, and if you should expose your own Members to the punishment of others, it will bee thought that you either want Power, or leisure to chasti [...]e them your selves: Nor Let any man despise the ill consequence of such a President as this would bee, because hee seeth not presently the inconveniences which may insue: You have many Armies on Foot, and it is uncertain [...] how long you may have occasion to use them. Souldiers and Commanders (though I know well they of the Parliaments Army, excell no le [...]se in modesty, then they doe in Courage) are generally of a Nature ready to pretend to the utmost power of this kind, which they conceive to bee due to them, and may bee too apt upon any occasion of discontent to make use of suc [...] a President as this. In this very Parliament you have not been without some taste of the experience hereof, it is now somewhat more than two y [...]are [...] since you had an Army in the North, paid and directed by your selves, and yet you may bee pleased to remember there was a considerable number of Offi [...]ers in that Army, which joyned in a Petition or Remonstrance to this House, taking notice of what some of the Members had said here, as they supposed to their disadvantage, and did little lesse then require them of you; 'tis true, there had been some tampering with them, but what has happened at one time, may wisely be thought possible to fall out again at another.

[Page] Sir, I presume but to point you out the danger; if it bee not just, I know you will not do mee the wrong to expose mee to this tryall; if it bee just, your Army may another time require the same justice of you, in their own behalfe, against some other Member, whom perhaps you would be lesse willing to part with. Necessity has of late forced you into untrodden paths; and in such a case as this where you have no president of your own, you may not do amisse to look abroad upon other States and Senates, which exercise the [...]upream Power, as you now do here.

I dare confidently say you shall find none either Antient of Modern, which ever exposed any of their own order to bee tryed for his life by the Officers of their Armies abroad, for what hee did, while hee resided among them in the Senate.

Among the Romans the practice was so contrary, that some inferiour Officers in their Army farre from the City, having been sentenced by their Generall, or Commander in chief, as deserving death by their Discipline of Warre, have neverthelesse (because they were Senators) appealed thither, and the cause has received a new hearing in the Senate. Not to use more wor [...]s to perswade you to take heed that you wound not your selves thorow my sides in violating the Priviledges belonging to your own persons, I shall humbly desire you to consider likewise the nature of my offence, (not but that I should bee much ashamed to say any thing in diminution thereof: God knows 'tis horrid enough, for the evill it might have occasioned) but if you look neere it, it may perhaps appear to be rather a Civill then a Martiall crime, and so to have title to a Triall at the Common Law of the Land; there may justly bee some difference put between me [...] and others in this businesse.

[Page] I have had nothing to doe with the other Army, or any intention to begin the offer of violence to any body. It was only a civill pretence to that which I then foolishly conceived to bee the right of the Subject. I humbly refer it to your considerations, and to your consciences. I know you will take care not to shed the blood of War in Peace, that blood by the law of War, which hath a right to bee tryed by th [...] Law of Peace.

For so much as concerns my self and my part in this businesse, (if I were worthy to have any thing spoken, or patiently heard in my behalfe) this might truely be said, that I made not this busines [...]e but found it, it was in other mens hands long before it was brought to me, and when it came, I extended it not, but restrained it. For the Propo [...]itions of letting in part of the Kings Army, or offering violence to the Members of this House, I ever disallowed and utterly rejected them,

What it was that moved mee to entertain discou [...]se of this businesse so far as I did, I will tell you ingeniously, and that rather as a warning for others, than that it make any thing for my self; it was onely an impatience of the inconve [...]ences of the present Warre, looking on things with a carnall eye, and not minding that which chiefly (if not onely) ought to have been considered, the inestimable value of the Cause you have in hand, the Cause of God and of Religion, and the nec [...]ssiti [...]s you are forced upon for the maintenance of the same; as a just punish [...]ent for this neglect, it pleased God to de [...]er [...] and suffer m [...]e with a fatal blindnesse, to bee led on, and [...]gaged in such Counsels as were wholly disproportioned to the rest of my life; This (Sir) my own Conscience tels me was the caus [...] [Page] of my failing, and not malice, or any ill habit of mind, or disposition toward the Common-wealth, o [...] [...]o the Parliament: for from whence should I [...]ve it? If you look on my birth, you will not find it i [...] my blood: I am of a Stock which hath bo [...]n you better fruite: if you look on my education, it hath been almost from my child-hood in this House, and among the best sort of men; and for the whole practice of my life till this time, if another were to speak for me, he might reasonably say, that neither my actions out of Parliament, nor in my expressions in it, have savoured of dis-affection or malice to the Liberties of the People, or Priviledges of Parliament.

Thus Sir, I have set be [...]ore your eyes, both my person and my case, wherein I shall make no such defence by denying, or extenuating any thing, I have done, as ordinary Delinquents doe, my addresse to you, and all my plea shall only be such as Children use to their Parents, I have offended; I co [...]fesse it, I never did any thing like it before; it is a passage unsui [...]able to the whole course of my life beside, and for the time to come, as God that can bring light out of darknesse, hath made this businesse in the event usefull to you, so a so hath hee to me [...]: you have by it made an happy discov [...]ry of your Enemies, and I of my selfe, and the evill principles I walkt by; so that if you look either on what I have been heretofore, or what I now am, and by Gods grace assi [...]tin [...] ▪ mee, shall alwayes continue to bee, you may perhaps think mee fit to bee an example of your compassion and [...]lemency.

Sir, I shall no sooner leave you, but my life will depend on your breath, and not that alone, but the subsistence of some that are more innocent. I might therefore shew you my Children, wh [...]m the rigour of [Page] your lustice would make compleat Orphans, being already Motherle [...]se. I might shew you a F [...]mily, wherein there are some unworthy to have their share in that mark of Infamy which now threatens us: But something there is, which if I could shew you, would move you more then all this, it is my Heart, which abhorres what I [...]ve done, more, and is more sever [...] to it self, then the severest Iudge can bee. A heart (Mr. Speaker) so awakned by this a [...]fliction, and so intirely d [...] voted to the Cause you maintain, that I earnestly desire of God to incline you, so to dispose of mee, whether for lif [...] or for death, as may most conduce to the advancement thereof.

Sir, not to trouble you any longer, if I dye, I shall dye praying for you; if I live, I shall live serving you, and [...]ender you back the use and imployment of all those dayes you shall adde to my life.

Af [...]er this, having withdrawn himselfe, hee was called in again, and (being by the Speaker required thereto) gave them an exact account how hee came first to the knowledg [...] of this businesse; as also what Lords were acquainted there with, or had ingaged th [...]mselves therin.

FINIS.

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The vvorkes of Edmond VValler, Esquire, lately a member of the Honourable House of Commons in this present ParliamentWorks. 1645

Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687.

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Series

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Notes

(EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A67331)

Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 62068)

Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 300:4)

Source

— The vvorkes of Edmond VValler, Esquire, lately a member of the Honourable House of Commons in this present Parliament, Works. 1645, Waller, Edmund, 1606-1687..

Extent

[3], 111 p.

Printed for Thomas Walkley,. London :: 1645.. (In verse and prose.) (First ed. Cf. DNB.) ("Imprimatur Na. Brent. Decem. 30. 1644") (Reproduction of original in Huntington Library.) ("Mr. VVallers speech[es] in Parliament": p. 93-111.)

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