Fvneral Teares For the death of the Right Honorable the Earle of Deuonshire. Figvred In seauen songes, whereof sixe are so set forth that the wordes may be exprest by a treble voice alone to the Lute and Base Viole, or else that the meane part may bee added, if any shall affect more finnesse of parts. The Seaventh Is made in forme of a Dialogue, and cannot be sung without two voyces, Inuented by Iohn Coprario [i.e. John Cooper] |
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In honorable memory of the Right noble the Earle of Deuonshire late deceased.
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In honorable memory of the Right noble the Earle of Deuonshire late deceased.
Noe sooner had the Fates pale MinisterAt th'high commaund of sterne Necessitie
Seazd the terrestriall part of Deuonshire,
And rendred his free Soule t'Eternitie:
But loe th'imperfect broode of fruitfull Fame
(That swarming thicke as atom is buze in th'ayre)
Light winged Rumours in right of their Dame
Claimed great Mountioyes name, with swift repaire
Heauing it vp to Fames high Consistorie,
Where she with doome impartiall register
All names t'Eternall fame, or infamie,
And in her finall iudgement neuer errs.
You sacred seede of Mnemosine pardon me
If in this susdaine rapture I reueale
Mist'ries which only rauisht sprights can see,
And enuious time did till this houre conceale.
In Christal chaire when starre-like shining Fame
Her state had plac't, strait with confused noyse
The thronging miscreates brought in Deu'nshires name,
Some figuring lamentations, others ioyes:
Some wept, some sobd, some howld, some laught, some smild,
And as their passions strange, and different were,
So were their shapes, such heapes were neuer pil'd
Of Monstrous heades as now consorted here.
For some like Apes peere out, like foxes some,
Many like Asses, Wolfes, and Oxen seem'd,
Like hissing Serpents, and fell Hydras some,
Rhinoceroes some by their arm'd snowtes I deem'd,
Others like Crocodiles hang their slie heads downe:
But infinite of humane forme appeare
Whose simple lookes were voide of smile or frowne,
Yet somewhat sad they shewd like skies vncleare:
In this confusion the great Registresse
Commaunding silence seu'rallie gaue leaue
To all reportes, and with milde sobernesse
Both partiall, and impartiall did receiue.
First as accusers spake ths busie Ape,
The enuious bould Wolfe, and the spitefull snake,
And diuers in the braying Asses shape,
But all their malice did one period make.
Deu'nshire did loue, loue was his errour made,
That only gainst his vertues was oppos'd,
As if for that his honoured name should fade,
Whose brest both vertue, and true loue enclos'd.
What th'humane speakers in defence replyed:
To latter ages let this tale be told
Which is by fame for euer verified.
Did Mountioy loue? and did not Hercules
Feele beauties flame, and couch him vnderneath
The winges of Cupid? or did ere the lesse
His sacred browes deserue a victours wreath?
Did not he free the trembling world from feare,
And dire confusion? who else could subdue
Monsters that innocents did spoyle, and teare,
Or Saturnes auncient goulden peace renue?
Did Mountioy, loue? And did not Mountioyes sword
When he marcht arm'd with pallace dreadfull helme
The rough vnquiet Irish rebels curbe?
And the inuading Spaniard ouerwhelme?
Lou'd he? and did not he nathlesse assist
Great Brittaines counsils, and in secret cells
The Muse visite? and alone vntwist
The riddles of deepe Philosophick spels?
Did Deu'nshire loue? and lou'd not Deu'nshire so
As if all beautie had for him beene fram'd?
For beautie more adorn'd no age shall know
Then hers whom he his owne for euer nam'd.
Let then base enuie breake, fond rumour sleepe,
Blacke malice turne to doue-white charitie,
Let Deu'nshire triumph, and his honor keepe
Immune, and cleare from darke mortaliie.
This spoken, Fame charg'd Zepherus to sound
His goulden trumpet, after whose smooth blast
These words she made from earth to heau'n rebound,
Braue Mountioyes glory shall for euer last.
Then forth was brought aboss't booke destined
For Kings, and Heroes, where with liquid gould
Deceased Deu'nshires name she registred
In charmed letters that can nere grow old.
Omnia vincit Amor, & nos cedamus Amori,
Scripsit; cuius erant nescia scripta mori.
Annuit huic fortis Mountioius, victus Amori
Cessit; cuius erunt nescia facta mori.
Scripsit; cuius erant nescia scripta mori.
Annuit huic fortis Mountioius, victus Amori
Cessit; cuius erunt nescia facta mori.
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