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Flamma sine Fumo

or, poems without fictions. Hereunto are annexed the Causes, Symptoms, or Signes of several Diseases with their Cures, and also the diversity of Urines, with their Causes in Poetical measure. By R. W. [i.e. Rowland Watkyns]
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Upon the Right Honorable HENRY Lord HERBERT, eldest Son and Heir to the Right Honorable EDWARD Marquess of Worcester.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Upon the Right Honorable HENRY Lord HERBERT, eldest Son and Heir to the Right Honorable EDWARD Marquess of Worcester.

Est pater, & patriæ gloria magna suæ.

Ask Fame the truth, and you shall fully know
What noble vertues from this fountain flow:
Whose precious soul is with more sweetness blest,
Than the Arabian Phenix spiced nest:
His Christian heart, and tongue united be,
And in the sphere of pious truth agree:
No swelling waves of pride, no puffing wind
Disturb the calmness of his peaceful mind:
His honest actions from foul rubs are free,
Like Tempe that fair field of Thessaly.
The Magnet could not shew more constancie
Unto the Northern Pole, or Star, than he
Did to our King; He never could abide
Like to a broken bow to start aside:
His active power, his ever loving heart,
Like old Barzillai, took King Davids part.
Have you observ'd a curious fabrick, high,
Compos'd of free-stone, pleasant to the eye,
And beautified within with works most pure
Of gold and silver, and rich furniture?
Thus grace, and nature fram'd him, so that I
Am much too dull to write his Elogy:
(Lord) from his eyes unhappy feares expell,
His feete from falling keep, his soul from hell.