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The poems of George Daniel

... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes

Daniel, George (1616-1657)

VOL. I.

Portraits of the Author and his Brother.

POEMS Written upon Severall Occasions.

Coat of Arms and Portrait.

An Addresse By the Author:

To his honoured friend ye authour vpon his Poems.

Vpon a Reviewe of Virgil, translated by Mr. Ogilby.

A Vindication of Poesie.

To Time and Honour.

A Pastorall Ode; The Eglogue is Lost.

To Nicotiana. A Rapture.

The farewell.

An Epode.

To the Memorie of the most worthy and excellently vertuous Ladie The Ladie Alford.

To: D: i

To the Memorie of the Best Dramaticke English Poet

Vpon Ben Ionson's Booke.

To my Muse.

Wounded.

The Dedication of a Poem, now lost; written in the Royall Expedition against the Scotts.

This was placed in the End of the Same Poeme.

One desiring me to read, but slept it out; Wakening.

One boasting himselfe Iudge of pure Witt.

The many Scurrile Pamphlets (going vnder the name of Poems,) frequently printed; occasion'd this.

Vpon a late printed Booke Entituled:

A Strange Maye.

When the Cloud of Calamitie, had somewhile overspread vs, and the whole Kingdome plunged in warre

After a storme, going a hawking.

To Cinthia; coying it.

To Cinthia Converted.

Cinthia confirmed.

To the Platonicke pretender.

Pure Platonicke.

Court-Platonicke.

Anti-Platonicke.

To the Sweet feminine Platonicks.

Vervicensis:

Vervicensis.

To the Memorie of the great Earle of Warwicke

“The Genius of this Great and glorious Ile.”

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“The Genius of this Great and glorious Ile.”

To the Reader of Doctor Brown's booke Entituled Pseudodoxia Epidemica.

Some Poemes; Written vpon Severall occasions, By the Same Author.

To the Tombe of Thomas Earl of Strafford.

An Elegie To the Memorie of the trulie Noble and my worthie Freind, Sr William Alforde Knt:

To honour the Memorie of Loyaltie & Courage eminentlie glorious in: Sir T: M

To the honour of Sr: M: L: Commrd: in Ch': at the Releife of P'.

Vpon an excellent Treatise Written by T: B: D: M: called Religio Medici

To my honored Cozen P: Cr: Esqr. an Affectionate Invitation

To the Memorie of the Excellent Dramatique English Poets; Mr. Fra: Beaumont & Mr. Io: Fletcher;

Sent to my dearest Brother Sexto Septembr, 1648: by Rt: Ta

An Ode Vpon the incomparable Liricke Poesie Written by Mr. George Herbert;

II.

VOL. II.

Scattered Fancies;

Carmen Protrepticon; Lectori

II.

III.

IV.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

XI.

XII.

XIII.

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XV.

XVI.

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XVIII.

XIX.

XX.

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XXIV.

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XXVI.

XXVII.

XXVIII.

XXIX.

XXX.

XXXI.

XXXII.

XXXIII.

XXXIV.

XXXV.

XXXVI.

XXXVII.

XXXVIII.

XXXIX.

XL.

XLI.

XLII.

XLIII.

XLIV.

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XLVI.

XLVII.

XLVIII.

XLIX.

LI.

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LIII.

LIV.

LV.

LVI.

LVII.

LVIII.

LIX.

[Portrait of the Author.]

ΙΙΟΛΥΛΟΓΙΑ;

An Ecloge Spoken by Amintas and Strephon.

An Ecloge: Spoken by Mælibeus and Dorilus.

An Ecloge: Spoken by Halon and Eudœmon

An Ecloge: Spoken by Damon and Amintas.

An Ecloge: Spoken by Hilas and Strephon.

THE SONGE.

Eclesiasticus:

The Induction to the worke.

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VIII.

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XI.

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III, IV.

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LI.

The Author vpon his Picture before these Poems.

Vpon the Frontispice.

Vpon the Picture of Richard the Second.

The severall Raignes of Richard the Second Henrie the Fourth, & Henrie the Fifth

The Dedication.

To the Reader

The Generall Argument of this followinge TRINARCHODIA.

The Raigne of Richard the second.

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The Raigne of Henry the Fourth.

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The Raigne of Henrie the Fifth.

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Crastini Animarum.

Idyllia.

Idyllia: The Distemper.

Vpon the Reading: a Booke, called the Life of Periskirus.

Vpon the Excellent Poems of Mr. George Herbert.

An Occasionall reflection

[Man yet a Stranger from ye Africke Side]

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The Raigne of Henry the Fourth.

1

Time is but ours at Instants, and wee slip
In the same Wheele, but to another Notch.
The Pulse of Nature neuer giues one trip;
Ages are the same howers; and noe approach
Of Weaknes in her Constitution
Beyond all Credit of Opinion.

2

Things pass wth the same Breath, and the same Ayre
Opens to All, wch at the first was spread;
The Earth as fertile, and her fruites as fayre;
The Sun as Glorious, and Noe One Light dead,
Or Glimmers wth a fainter Ray; that Flame
Wch kindled doth continue them the same.

3

The Curtains of the Circum-ambient Ayre
Were hung at first, or lay as Coverletts,
And fitt for eyther vse, as yet they are;
The same hand spreads them out who folds our Witts
In blanketts of that stuffe, or doth display
Them in wide Canopies: 'tis one thing, one way.

4

For Man, the little World soe truly call'd,
Is lyable to All the Passion
(Soe wee may call it) of the greater World;
Has the same Dampes, & the same exhalation,
The same Serenity and Stormes; and can
Call himselfe World aswell as Pygmie Man.

5

'Tis in mee now doubly Distempered;
A Stormy Day and an vnquiet Age;
Vsurping Clouds, the Sun,—my head—
Involv's; but more than both, th' vnguided Rage
Of an Insultinge Conquerour, who shreds
Maiesty like the mounting Poppie-Heads.

6

I am Surrounded; Extasie doth Spread
Little in Language; Passion may provoke
Words in weake natures; 'tis the strongest head
Containes a horror. When wee cleaue some Rocke,
The Anchorites in Nature are enlardg'd;
Great Thoughts are thus Immur'd, & thus discharg'd.

7

Poore King! I weepe, a stranger to the day;
For Light has left his Cell, or the whole Orbe
Is but one Chaos; take that Light away
Wee Walke with an Arme out; & but disturbe
Our selues in Motion; though Hee cannot fall,
If hee tread firme, who keeps him nere the Wall.

8

That Wall shall be my guide; how farre it tends
Noe Matter; 'tis but like the fancyed world
In former times; They thought the world had Ends,
And Light from East to West was only whirl'd;
Makeing a vacuum of one Hemispheare,
And the Sun wak'd & slept as wee doe here.

9

Or to keepe State wth vs, when he had showne
His Glory to the World, through the Great Hall,
There were Darke Lobbies in the Spheare, wch run
The streight Cutt, & to his bed Chamber fall;
Till there recreuted wth another stocke,
Hee measur'd out his Iourney by his Clocke.

10

'Tis not my busines; if I can find
The Sun I looke for, after any time,
Spread to Informe the Eyes, inspire the mind;
My Mathematickes erre not; more sublime
Enquiries may tracke him out's Eclipticke way;
Giue mee the vse, & Them the Algebra.

11

Richard (whom late wee left dethron'd) is not
Worne from the Storye, though worm'd out of King;
Some sad occasions fall, where wee must put
His Name in Mention, though our Title bring
An other Cheifly Naméd. Soe wee tread
As ye Vsurper hales vs ore his Head.

12

The Resignation receiu'd by the House
And Enter'd, but one Man who disavow'd it;
Faithfull Achates, if the Glorious
Names who haue honour'd vertue & pursu'd it,
Ennoble Memory. Let my verse be
One Sprig to keepe alive such Loyaltie.

13

Carlisle's grave Bishop (that the Clergy may
Not suffer in Opinion or Right)
Singly oppos'd it. There can be noe Day
Where Loyalltie is Lov'd, without his Light;
And least the Rest may blame mee, thus I bring
To them, the Titles, to him the Offeringe.

14

Hee, like a Light set on high-places, spred
His beames of Loyalltie to Euery Eye;
Soe Pharos stood, wth a far-shininge head,
To direct Passengers. Varietie
Of Mouthes open their Sence; 'tis fitt there were,
As a Tower there to guide, a truth fixt here.

15

'Twas but his owne; & though the Glory be
Greater vnrivall'd, and a Thousand Names
Of honour fall due to his Loyaltie
And to his Courage, let vs draw the extreame
In to the Centre; as in purest gold,
What well-spread Acres, a Mushell Shell will hold.

16

The vsurper (for while Richard lives, the Name
Of King shall neuer Issue from my pen,
To any els,) the Royaltie doth claime,
And exercise the Power. Writts Issue in
His Name; Allegeance cancell'd by the same
Act of new fealty wch hee did frame.

17

Thus forkéd Novelty Spreads, to bring in,
Wth Eyther hand; vsurpéd Government
Stands by noe single meanes; 'tis All a thin
Cob web of Policye, whose full extent
Only the brooding Spider knowes, who, hid,
Sees a new Prey, and Spins another thred.

18

All things of good are single; Essence is
One Cause in All & over All; the whole
Patternes are best tooke from true principles.
Pythagoras was Angry at that Foole
Who first Invented Number, as a breach
From vnitie, the bond of Nature's Peace.

19

For when diuision (whose Arethmeticke
Makes but a Logarisme to perplex
The world, & may be summ'd the Politicke
Totall of Errour,) play'd with Stones & Stickes,
T' Invite the world, the After-Game was sure,
To higher Interests of Right & Power.

20

The Power now raigninge (a devided Shred
From the true Loyaltie,) indemnifies
His party, & his publike offers Spread
To all the Kingdome; vsurpation flyes
With a bold winge, &, as his Parent did,
Offers the world but to be worshippéd.

21

That Hee might please the People (government
Attaynéd thus, must thus be managéd,)
Some former Acts (which to the discontent
Of th' Anti-regal Party, wholly led
In Gloster's faction) had Enacted beene,
Hee nulls; & Blood attaint, restores agen;

22

Gloster & Arundel; the rest who fell
Confederates wth them, are vn-attaint;
Soe to enact new Things, & to repeale
Some former Acts, formes a new Government.
And all such Power stands on this double Base,—
Some Acts of Rigour & some Acts of Grace.

23

'Tis not an Euen-Streame; the winding shore
Warps many whirl-pitts. Policy must haue
Vncertaine Eddyes; soe may Tides breake ore
The highest Land-Marke. Sometimes the faint waue
Cannot reach out; thus Land-wraks Cædars Lye,
Or Cockle Shells vpon the Shores are drye.

24

A præscript Method; Formall Politicks
Stand to amuse the world, & bladder out
Light Braines. The Florentine wth one Leg Sticks,
Keeping the dirty Roade. Some goe about
To come in sooner; 'tis but for a Packe
(Who cannot Leape the Hedge) to keepe the Tracke.

25

Each Man is his owne Master to himselfe,
And may be Pilot in his owne Designe;
Who steers by others falls vpon a Shelfe
Was not knowne by the Chard. There is a Line
Springs from All humane Actions to informe
A nearer way then by the written Norme.

26

Some Common Principles may Iutty out
And stand as Peiers, the lesser Barks to shroud;
Great Vessells put not in, but tacke about,
Or Anchor for a while wth in the Roade;
Till a faire wind & a full canvase giue
Them Sea-Roome, or Safe Port where to Arrive.

27

Harrie, his owne Instructer; for indeed
The Drift and frame of what hee had begun
Was from himselfe; though some perhaps might read
To him att howers, the Act was All his owne;
Great Master in his Art, whose proiects laid,
A little Seed erewhile, now Spreads a Shade.

28

Titles of Honour which the King Conferr'd,
Th' Vsurper takes away; & a new list,
Rais'd in his family & freinds, as wer't
A Pageantrie in Acts of State. Who is't
That sitts Spectator to this varied show,
But knowes the Better Scæne, & loves it too?

29

Only the rude and Ignorant are pleas'd
With a wild Morrice & a Painted Coate;
Laughter, the Ioy of Fooles! The wise are rays'd
Wth Witt & Honour. Let the giddy foote
Venter to tread a Rope, & the dull Crue
Giggle their Pence; Hee laughs as much at you.

30

The Bill without the doore tells what's wth in,
(Or the poore Countrey-man has lost his Coyne)
A Monster commonly; & then 't had beene
But honest; now wee fitt you wth a fine
And further Story; when a Changéd State
Spreads [ominous]; & yet it is but that.

31

The Yoake shall be tooke off; the Government
Reform'd through out. Who ere saw Reformation
Vpon a Change? 'Tis promis't, but the Event
Falls treeble Burden vpon euery Nation.
Yet Silly men (whom neyther others' harmes,
Nor their owne Sufferings teach) attend these Charmes.

32

Harry thus Spred his Nett; the Birds come in
To his Chaffe-baite; soe are not Old birds tooke,
(If Proverbs hold). What Callow things are Men?
And feed on Shaddowes, Shaddowes in a Brooke,
Like Æsop's Dog. 'Tis but a drye Itch, wch sure
Knitts wth our Causes, & Admitts noe cure.

33

The gapeing Rout, (who euery one had gott
His Soppe,) as men in dreames are satisfied,
Some little Spleene remaines for Rage & Chatt;
And digests double meales. The vsurper cryed
His markett, in good penniworths; ye best
Kept to himselfe; a Gainer by the Rest.

34

Safe to himselfe, full in his Government,
Knowing his guilt, (for Crimes, besides their weight,
Neuer lye steddye,) Neighbour Kings (Impent
Wth Horror at the fact, in their owne Right,)
Hee Courts by his Ambassadors; & fitts,
With a new minc't-meat, seuerall Appetites.

35

France only, more Concern'd, denyes to tast
The Quelque-Chose; they would bring another in
To Harrie's Board (though not soe cleanly drest,
Of better nourishment) ere hee should wish;
They threat'ned big, but Harry's table Spread;
And he can eate his owne, now Grace was said.

36

The King of France (who oft-distempers had
Made apt to Frenzy) at this Great Occasion,
His daughter's Iniurye, falleth starke Mad.
Poore Conquer'd King! yet threaten an Invasion
To England. 'Twas well ment, but let him stay;
His voyage tends to the Anticyra.

37

The French (who bustle much, & Rant their Rage
On like occasions) threaten deepe reuenge;
Hott spiritts breath at home; they'le hardly wage
A warre in England; the Ocean has a Strange
Influence on such Natures. If the Bridge
Verstegan fancies, stood, they might engage.

38

How kind was Nature to this latter Age
Of Ilanders, if former Ages knew
It but one Continent! In Danae's Cage
Wee Nestled happy are, & secure now
From the French Rauisher; the Golden Shower
Only begets a Perseus in that Tower.

39

And this seclusion is but in our vse
A happiness; the fangle of Conceit
Lives in a Cell; Fancy is the Abstruse
Knott in our Natures; whether, (if wee treat
By Problemes) doth Corruption or force
Move Most, wee see the better, Chuse the worse.

40

Now Richard's aukward fate (ill omen on
The Wings of Fame to those who marke her flight,)
Weigh'd deepe with All; as euery Neighbour Throne
Was Lyable to the like ouersight.
Adde but some slender graines, the Alloy will hold
Its mintage Currant, as the purest gold.

41

France, but a single Chapman, did refuse
This Coyne. Noe matter, Harrie has in Banke
At other Marts; France shall nor will nor chuse;
His Son must Live to quitt old scores. Noe thanke
If they are satisfied; the owner takes
But in his money, & the Scrivener breaks.

42

The Aquitanians (Loyall to the King
Cheifly because a Native) hardly brooke
This Change; the french men aggravate the thing,
To their displeasures in the English yoke;
Gascoynie, parcell-guilt, is now brought in,
To fyle that off, or wash all ore agen.

43

But Harry (shineing in the Radiant Plumes
Of Loyaltie) cannot abate that Tip;
A feather broke in blood. 'Tis in the Looms
Of State, a brack for euer, if they Slip
One Thred. 'Twas now the Time; & Time o're rules
Actions of Wisedome, Giddines of Fooles.

44

Harry, a Subtle Crab, when now the Tide
Invites the Ravish't Oyster for to Yawne,
Throwes in a stone; because he may not bide
The beating Surge, to make it then his owne.
Soe this devided Province op'd her Shell
For a fresh Spume, but 'twas a Stone that fell.

45

Worcester, (who had beene Steward formerly
To Richard) was made Harrye's Generall
In this Employment, wch he happily
Performd. Oh dire Successes! thus when All
Causes are mett, their Radij must Spread,
Wch wee can nor Advantage nor Evade.

46

The threds of many meeting, all Conspire
And end præfixt. Man, but a part of these,
Runs wth the Rest, as Ignorant as they're,
Perhaps less knowing; Reason makes him guess
What is ascertain'd theirs; all Causes lurke
To vs; but move in them to doe the worke.

47

If to deduct were not a vanity,
From some late Doctrines it might be made out
Nought in the verge of our Humanitye
Moves single; the whole Creature Chain'd through out;
And this is Nature's Armlet, but the Gvive
Vnto themselues, from which they cannot strive.

48

This full Confederacy, in all Effects,
Spreads from its Equally-Compounded Cause.
Man may be happy in the Circumscripts
Of Individuall, but Glory drawes
Its Channel from moe heads; soe Nilus flowes
From Tribute Streames & Æthiopian Snowes.

49

Where noble Nature, from Contracted Rayes,
Meets in a glasse capable of its flame,
All Matter kindles; & the open'd Face
Of Sympathie blushes to weare that Name;
That Masque put off, she comes in wth full Meine,
Noe vaile of occult Quality betweene.

50

Man (if wee erre not) is a Quintessence
Extracted from crude principles; the Greate
Chymist is Nature; Bees (wth out offence)
Are her best Schollers; difference in the Heate
Adds or Impaires; Harry, calcined, brought
His Spirit workeing what hee went about.

51

When Power, wth a large Sayle, rides in the wind
To wonder at, euen Atomes whirle her on;
Atomes, which none can see, but All may find,
Assistants; likewise, when destruction
Hurries on ill-wrought wheeles, those formes, as now
In Nature Chang'd, contribute ouerthrow.

52

The Gascoines (like all French, who euer run
Light-headed in a Snaffle) are brought in
Wth the strong Curbe of Garrisons. How soone
The Coltishnes of Mutinye has beene
Appeas'd, when wise Hipparchus, not afrayd
Of his high breathing, boldly mounts the Iade.

53

The Gascoynes thus enfirm'd, & noe great feare
Of French Invasion, by their proper force,
Their Allyes Charge the Nation in the Rere;
The Scotts; & Plague (may wee say, wch is worse,)
Wasted Northumberland; Plague only is
A harbinger to Scots,—worse Maladies!

54

Incenséd heauens soe yet Commiserate
Nations, when vtmost vengeance is but due;
They offer Articles; & only threat,
With Batteries aloofe, what they could doe,
In distance. Soe van-Current feavers but
Yeild to a Pestilence, That, to the Scott.

55

'Twas but a petty inroade now they made,
Though where they went they wasted. Shall wee boast
Of Scotts, as of great Soliman 'tis said,
Whose horse's foote was a devouringe frost,
Where ere he trode? Hee only swept the Grasse,
They the Grasse-Eaters, & 't their Errand was.

56

Soe from a Nasty Kennel may wee see
A Flea pickeere vpon a Lady's hand.
Scotts are but euen such Vermine;
Bred in more dirt; for wee but vnderstand & may be
Stench to an English Nostrill,) starv'd at home
(Keene biters) They to better pastures come.

57

But that I may not carry Harrie from
His busines, & a Swarme of Gnats be seene
Provoke an Eagle; danger nearer home
Is hatching, ready to disclose; when in
The houre expected, one Egge, Addle growne,
Betrayes them All, & out the Nest was throwne.

58

'Twas thus; Aggreiuéd with the Government,
Some to their owne Ambitions, some to right
Deposéd Richard; Each his owne intent
Kept to himselfe; & solemne contract plight
T'endeauor but the latter; many heads
Draw out, from one designe, their seuerall threds.

59

The Cheife of these were Richard's Relatives
In Blood; their Names are obvious euery where;
Number may carry Names, but Hee who striues
To force 'em, (when the Action makes it Cleare
Who must be Actors) hardly brings a verse
Worthy his Labour to Iudicious Eares.

60

'Twas there devis'd, in honour of the Late
Atcheivéd Soveraigntie, to entertaine
Harrie with Actions not below his State,
To Iudge on; in these Iusts, who euer ran,
Better or worse, noe matter; Harrie's fall
Was but the End, and they were Victors All.

61

The Time was come, They mett; & Harry (who
Was neuer Truant, in an Equall Forme,
Glad to be Master, yet forgets not soe
That he was scholler once,) not dreading harme,
Prepares to meet, at the appointed place
And Time, which then but on the morrow was.

62

When Exeter, one of the Principalls,
(The Challenge past 'twixt him & Salisbury,)
Was come to Oxford, not One Man of All
Was absent, but Aumarle; what it might be
Was wonder to the Rest, & each Man Past
Their Censure in his stay, by their owne hast.

63

Aumarle was absent; in the Scale of Blood
Hee could encline to neither; adde a graine
Of Loyaltie, ye Ballance made it good;
Scruples of doubt soone drew that vp againe;
Soe did Hee Stand; but rusty growne of late
The Pin gaue Currency to vnder weight.

64

Hee, double traitor; for I will not bring
A cruel father to an Impious Son;
'Twas a strange Subtlety, to weare a Thing
Concern'd soe much, wth soe small Caution;
And what Improbabilities appeare
Through all the Circumstance wee say not here.

65

Then be it his owne Act; for 'tis noe boote
To put old Yorke in Choller, make a stirre,
And Saddle Horses for a Wager to 't;
As were a Son's Death worth a Father's Spurre.
Wee'le button vp his Doublet, & preuent
Th' Old Man soe much trouble, soe ill Spent.

66

When Harrie, now by Circumstance assur'd
Of the whole Plot; for 'twas apparent All
From Hints, & askes noe Time to be secur'd;
Danger allowes but Instants as they fall:
Hee knew the place was slippery where he stood;
But one Remove might make his footing good.

67

From Windsore, hee to London hasts away;
Yet not a suddaine flight, to Argue feare;
Hee knew not what it was; that I but may
Give him a Right in Honour, to appeare
Worthy his Name. If Names their worth may Carry,
Plantagenet was Syllabled in Harry.

68

Those who to right the Royall Cause had gon
Soe farre, though now discouered, must make
Their way to any Opposition;
For Harry gathered Strengths, & now they Speake
What could not be Conceal'd; they spred a wing
Of open force, now to restore the Kinge.

69

They know their guilt too great; it toucht too near
The Interest of the present Government,
To expect Mercy. 'Tis a sordid feare
Compells some Natures, in the Exigent
Of perill, to looke Backe; but They who knew
The Danger sure, the hazard still pursue.

70

There was a Chaplaine to the former King,
Like him in Person, & of Equall years;
And that hee might not faile in any thing,
Princely Attir'd, that Richard hee appears;
Now to delude the Commons, who Complaine,
And gon, still dig Antigonus againe.

71

They who in Richard's Raigne, wth Scorne & Spleene
Pursu'd his Actions, & the gaudye word
Of Tyrranie had Chaw'd, (like Players in
A young Colt's mouth,) against their late Leige-Lord,
Now Court his Shadow. Soe well painted Grapes
Deceiue the Birds, & they come in by Heaps.

72

'Twas now but what to doe? Harry was gone;
Their Numbers fall; for like a Torrent, Fame
Of Richard's being present hurried on
The Chipps & Lighter Bodies wth its streame.
Light Aires Light Bodies move; soe Chaffy brains
Leape to the Amber of vncertaine meanes.

73

Should they pursue the Prey, or, lest some Time
Might shew the fallacie of their false King,
Were it not better to deliuer him?
'Might satisfy their Armes? Dilemmas bring
Too many starting holes; & euery pause
Rebates the Edge of Minds in any Cause.

74

'Twas soe resolu'd; vpon the doubtfull Quest
The Game gets to safe Covert; the Doggs ran
Out an old Haunt; Richard must be releas'd;
Harry prunes safe, & brings fresh feathers on
T'enlarge his wing; their Sarcills, soudaine stopt,
Pine out in Lead, & all the Plummage dropt.

75

The Cōmons, (who are neuer satisfied
Wth Expectations, & propose their owne
Ends to their vndertakeings,) haueing stay'd
Some dayes, grow thin, knock of at euery towne,
And slipp into their stalles, or breake a fence:
Noe fence for feare, a Proverbe euer since.

76

Harry drawes out his force, a body knit
In discipline & Ioynt Affection;
Nature but giues two Legs to all erect
Bodies, & these move best to Action.
Bodies who haue most feet goe wth lest Speed,
And many moueing, move wth moe then need.

77

This Insect, wch the Ray of Richard's name
Quick'ned from Native slime, (a Merry Worme
Vnder a Hedge) to shew but whence it came,
Resolues to dirt againe in the next Storme;
The Storme was Cōminge; in an Angry cloud
It slipt, in Changéd Ayre, to its owne Mud.

78

The terror strucke, & the remaininge few
(Fearing to Cope with Harry) wheele about;
The Queene was near; 'twere pitty but shee knew
Their vndertakeings; She (alas) who thought
A feild of Men but as her Cushionet
Stuck full of Pins, call'd it a goodly sight.

79

And in her Childish heat She falls vpon
The servants, who in Harrie's Liverie
Attended her, & pluckes his Ensignes downe,
Where ere they stood, as were her Maiestie
Againe Enthron'd, or Richard, in her Rage
Releas't, or Harry ruin'd in his Page.

80

Fame had before the escape of Richard told
(Fame, euer false, in the affairs of Kings,)
Wch raught her open Eare, growne out more bold;
Harry was fled, & all the little Thinges
Of Confirmation to a woeman's faith,
Had worne the Grasse of doubts an open Path.

81

But now the Lords, who came to satisfy
Her what was done, and what they did Intend,
Stopt the wild Current of her Iollitye;
Richard was yet in hold; 'twas to noe End
To hide it from her; the Gull only past
Vpon the Commons, that he was releast.

82

Like a thin cloud borne by vnruly Winde,
They wander in the Region of their doubt,
And drop away their Rage. Wee cannot finde
A Simile, for vagrant as a Rout
Possest with feare, led by vnskillfull guides,
[Or] the loose Eddyes of vncertaine tides.

83

Now come to Cicester, the Nobler Inne,
More to their Ease; the souldiers in the feild
Entrench, & raise their little Hutts within,
For proper Cabin. Had you there beheld
This new Plantation, you might well haue guest
Them Myrmidons, Each in his Ant-hill nest.

84

And they were Safe: the Lords who must in state
Lodge at the Crowne, because they mean't a King,
Defray their Quarter at a Double Rate.
Midnight had now brought Sleep vpon her wing
To refresh Mortalls; for the Interlude
Of Life is but Sweet in vicissitude.

85

Now, when all eyes were clos'd, all faculties
In yt sleave-silke of Sleep soft-fettered Lay;
When all ye Traytors, Sorceres, & Spies;
For such whose Nobler Labours challeng day
In nightly Studies, wake but to their owne
Calme Thoughts, & let the Sleeping World alone.

86

When all was hush't, the Bayliffe of the Towne
(Whose Lanthorn gaue a Light to all the Rest)
Summons his Men; for was it euer knowne
Such Magistrates to mince their Interests?
Hee smell'd a Rat; & all the Parish goes
Not to attend his Mace, but waite his Nose.

87

May wee beleiue an Action (carryed
By Noble heads, all as their owne designe,)
Soe weakly wrought, as to be harryed
A Fallacye in Biskitts & Burn't Wine?
A Man of Gutts & Gowne, State Engineire!
The Alderman has won his Fox-furre here.

88

This busie Zealot (Aldermen are still
Caudle & Custard, Spoonemeat, to the Mouth
Of present Power) finding the Time suite well
Vnto his purpose,—as a Man who loath,
The stued Prunes of his former feast, might be
Single Supporter of his Dignity.

89

Drawes vp his Men, now to Attach the Lords
Weakly attended; (as he was aware)
He takes them Napping; euery scæne affords
Something Allusive, if wee tread it faire.
Soe by the Commoners was this whole house
Of Lords made vseles here & Dangerous.

90

It fell in Surrey's Quarter, where hee Lay
With Salisbury; Men (if not iniured
In honour, by some Pens) of a weake clay,
Vnapt for Conduct, poorly Spirited
To personall attempts; yet giue them Right,
Here they maintain'd a long & hardy fight.

91

Excester & Glocester, who ere this might know
The danger they were in, & over-power'd.
(For the whole Bodie of the Towne was now
In vproare) knew not how to be secur'd
Without more force, or a Diversion
Of Tumult, wch might more Amaze the towne.

92

They fire it in a part. Now when the flame
Spred in all Eyes,—a dreadfull Spectacle!
The Townesmen more enrag'd, the Souldiers tame,
Thought it Logh-Bell, for they could not tell
But Harry's force had entered the Towne;
'Twas tooke for granted, & away they run.

93

Excester now Amaz'd, wth Glocester hast
Vnto the Campe, to bring the Souldiers in;
Where empty Trenches made them more agast;
Of many thousands, hardly to be seene
One Listed Face: if to depart & Dye
Bee One, This Night brought a Mortalitye.

94

When Zerxes (who knitt the devided Earth)
Saw his Great Hoast, he wept to thinke how soone
Of all those Numbers which Hee carryed forth
Time would make wast; here Hee had seene it done,
The worke of One Night. Soe a hundred yeare
May stand in fate, as but a Night in feare.

95

Long did the fight in Surrey's Quarter hold;
Till by encreasing Numbers now opprest,
Hee, full of wounds, & Salisburie (who would
Not leaue his fortune) fell; be it exprest
Vnto their Honour. If noe Hercules
May Cope with two, these fought ten a peice.

96

Weary of Nine houres' fight, & faint with wounds,
To a fresh force, (for euery hower brought in
Ayds to the towne,) Necessity Surrounds
The Rest engaged, eyther now to win
A Liberty, or Sell a Life as Deare
As they could force it, or be Prisoner.

97

Wee read of none was slaine whose Qualitie
Deserues a mention; only, after fight,
The Little Life wch might remaininge be
In the two Cheife, extinguisht by the Spight
Of the Rude Conquerours, whose Lawless hands
Strike off the Heads, wch for the Soveraigne stands.

98

The Rest were taken, & soe Prisoner sent
To Harry, where he Lay; the nobler Doome
These suffer vnder, though the same event
Was but to eyther; yet when Death must come,
'Tis somewhat to some minds, if the best breath
Of Power then Ruleing doth pronounce their Death.

99

Now (like a Man whom dire disaster had
Throwne wracke vpon a Coast of Canniballs)
Excester shrinks, & with a beating Head
Through wayes vnbeaten rides; nothing prevailes
To secure guilt; & fear doth apprehend
Figures of Danger, deeper then they tend.

100

Though Hee must certaine Suffer, yet the Mind,
Full in the Vertue of a Glorious Cause,
Glasses himselfe secure; & cannot find
Contempt enough for misenforcéd Lawes;
Though from Instinctive Causes, & the strict
Impresse of Nature, none must Life neglect.

101

The horror of Imaginary Death
Strikes deep wth flesh; & all Mortalitye
Yernes at a Change; as were this Thing of Breath
Worthy our being. 'Tis not Ill to Dye!
A necessary Change, & yet how oft
Ere that, wee've suffer'd it, all haue not Thought.

102

Is not the Infant? (if wee soe may Speake
Ready to Dye vnto his Mother's wombe,
His world, the while, as wee this other make,)
Troubled to leaue that Residence & come
To Changéd Ayre? or ere it come to That
In its first Cause, relents to Generate.

103

The fire of Nature to perfection
Moves in all Bodies, and the Act of Change
Ripens his worke; 'tis somewhat yet vnknowne
She has to doe; & Death, though it Estrange
Perhaps, the Notion of Identike vse,
Quickens a better Ray of Light in vs.

104

From the Raw Mud of Earth, where none can tell
His being, to a more refinéd Slime;
Warmth beating in Another, where wee dwell
Tennants, & hold by Coppie out our time;
Eiected thence, wee fill another farme,
Soe dwell in wider feilds and live as warme.

105

Wee enter then on Trust; the Stock wee bring
Hardly maintains soe Great a Husbandry;
And wee might sterve vpon't, but that a Spring
Breaths Life & Profit there, Continually;
But (still a crabbéd In-mate) wee are hurl'd
From that soft Cabin, naked to the world.

106

The world! & then, when wee enioy the sweet,
Or what wee call the pleasures of a Life,
The dreadfull cloud of Change will let vs see't,
But ev'n by peices: Somewhat falls which if
Wee cannot fathome then wee faint; as were
What wee knew not, but only Things of feare.

107

The wise Chinenses (if some Errant Quills
Informe aright) soe make their Porcelane;
They giue it forme perhaps, & somewhat els,
But the Grave perfects it, as it must Man.
These the Magnalia, wch but some can find
In Nature, Earth by Earth only Calcin'd.

108

Philosophy to seuerall Tempers suits
The Obiect; Some make Death Irrelative
Vnto our Natures; Some, dependent fruits:
Some, make it th' End of Life; others to Live,
But the first Step; and variously exprest,
Each gives his Sence, but All account it Rest.

109

Then why, fond Man, dost thou defer that Peace?
The Glory of thy being; though to be,
Is in itselfe, Somewhat of happines,
Thy worke is to improve felicitie;
To make that Being firme, which being, here
Is shooke wth euery blast of Hope & Feare.

110

Tost with his Passions, Excester revolves
But what to doe to keepe a wretched Life;
Forgets the Honour of his first Resolves:
Armes to restore the King; a Cause (wch if
His feare had not Impair'd) gave warrantie
To Live, & might informe how to Dye.

111

His feares fall on him; Soudainly surpris'd,
They Hurry Him to Death. Not place from fate
Secures; & Man his Torment but devis'd,
T'avoid wth Steps, what on each Step, doth waite.
How Nobler had he dyed Requiting Rage
To a Rude force! when Surrey did engage.

112

Glocester had tooke another way, & fled
To Bristoll; East and West, the Armes of feare:
Lines Paralel wch from one Centre Spread,
Make the same Climate in each Hemispheare;
And though, Perhaps, but an Imaginarie
Draught in the Heauens, here their weight they carry.

113

Why trifle I? The King who suffer'd in
Their Rash Attempt now calls away my Quill.
When Royall Sorrows speake, wee haue not bin
Slacke to Attend. This Comet which I still
Would measure, thus Appear'd; & Hee who takes
Them truly distant, gives the Parallax.

114

This Action failing, lest another may
Spring from its Ashes, the Vsurper Speeds
His Tyrranny, to take the King away;
An Act of Horror! when wee mention Deeds
Branded to Infamie, wee but devide
And sort those parcells, Summ'd in Regicide.

115

The King a Captive to the Tyrant's will,
With deep reflections on his former State,
Survayes himselfe, & valewes nothing ill;
All accidents are Equall in the Rate,
Of Minds subdu'd; The Glories he had knowne,
The Greifes he dwelt in, now appeare but One.

116

Here he had learn't the true Philosophye,
To know Himselfe; the Resignation past
Now, as an Act of Will, which formerly
Was a fraile Passion; Soe may Man at last
Correct himselfe. Hee who Contemnes the Power
Of Tyrrannye, is more then Conquerour.

117

If the best Tempers, when they are Confin'd,
As fixt in Orbe, Spread a Continued Ray,
Thinke such a Temper, in a Prince's mind,
How Glorious! As the wings of long-lost Day
Breakes treble-Rampierd Clouds, Kings brighter in
Their Vertues to the Astonisht world doe shine.

118

Soe hee appear'd; Pomfret (whose mighty walls
Now Lye a heape of dirt, but lately seene
A Garrison, t'avenge the funeralls
Of this poore Kinge) soe little stood betweene.
Him & the world, as were it made the Glass
Where Beames reflected, wth more force might pass.

119

When now his cares were fled, (for this Restraint
Enlarg'd his Soule to all the freedome which
May be in flesh,) & the Accomplishment
Of all his thoughts were Circumscrib'd, a rich
Treasure in his owne keeping; whose extent
Fathom'd the world, yet in a Prison pent.

120

For Hee, a double Captive, to the Power
Of Vsurpation, which hee valewed lest;
The Iayle of flesh hindred his Spirits more
Then that his Bodies; for a Soule possest
With Glorious Obiects, when they fly beyond
Our Eyes, haue wider Cages, yet Confin'd.

121

Freedome is but in Death,—when sordid Earth
Falls to its Element, and Native fires
Ascend vntroubled. Only This is worth
The King's Expectancie. Not that desires
Or Passions vncorrected, euer Nest
One Moment; but a warfare is not Rest.

122

What strange Line shall I draw? what words t'affright,
Cast in a Circle, and by powerfull Charme,
Rayse Terror to all Eyes, when I recite
The Murder of a King? another Harme
Wee Spoke in words; but Syllables here start,
As loath to Name it, least they beare a Part.

123

Yet soe much Pietie, or Caution,
(For many things may pass vnder one Name)
Was vs'd vnto the King; (whose Station
They knew Illyable, to any frame
Of Processe,) 'twas not as Iustice brought
In open Court, but in his Chamber wrought.

124

For the dread Character Imprest on Kings,
Indelible to Time or humane Power,—
Villany, (yet it seems vnfledged) brings
Noe Pattent of Pretence to view it ore;
And makes that Charter void, (wch Heauen had sign'd
Sacred) by a rude Coppy Interlin'd.

125

Some Ages bring their Prodigie, Some Men
Are form'd for Strange Attempts, some Minds are cast
Full Bullett to the widest mouth of Sin;
Dare blame the Sun, & call the Starres ill-plac'd,
As out of Distance; Men alone pursue
(Vnder the Sun) Crimes to be calléd new.

126

How Richard fell, the various Reports
Of many writing, make it seuerall;
Some say that he was starv'd, & all the sorts
Of Plenty servéd in; This wee may call
Beyond death; as if Wittye Tyrrannye
Would make an Act confirme old fantasye.

127

Others would be offended should not I
Bring in Sr Peirce of Exton, with his Crue,
And make a long fray of a Tragedie;
The Stones were Standing might attest it True.
With many Gashes, while the King did fight
('Till he killed foure) with him, & other Eight.

128

These must not be omitted, did I write
To please the gapeing Eare; but what I bring
Is Zeale, Not fury to the Appetite
Of others. Pardon, when I say the King
Was Murder'd; you haue read it; This the Summe;
Soe Monarchs murder'd meet a Martyrdome.

129

Here, as Astonisht in a Prince's fate,
My Quill dropt from my fingers, & I nigh
Had ended; but the Glories I fix at,
Broke through the mist of Murder'd Maiestie.
Soe Spirits bound vp in the Ice of feare
Are thawed by Nobler Passions shineing there.

130

And now the Starre of Conduct leads mee on,
A Glorious Light, full-Spreading in my Eye;
The way vnsmooth. Though vsurpation
Tread the sharpe Pinnacles of Tyrrannye,
'Tis but to adde more Glory to Another:
The fairest Child Sprung from the foulest Mother.

131

The King (for now wee doe not call him less,
Richard is Dead, & Hee, of the Male Line,
Nearest in Blood) thinkes how he may depress
The Recent Horror. Royall fates doe shine
In death (at least) their Comets: Soe the Great
Cæsar ascends a starre to wonder at.

132

Least weaker Eyes, (for many lookeing, some
From Scintillations will contend a Raye,)
Might vndertake to Iudge, he brings them home
Better Instructed: & the nearest way
Hee makes the Noblest. Soe ye Eclipséd Sun,
Drown'd in a Cloake, quash't Superstition.

133

When Minds, vnsettled yet in Government,
Start from the End, but euery one his owne
Proposes Iust, Safe, or Convenient;
They All are melted in Diversion;
And from a Newer obiect All take fire,
Of Somewhat moveing glory or desire.

134

As would hee Swallow Scotland with a Mouth
Of Power, he Threatens; or contract the Isle
By Hieroglyphickes, & vnmake North & South,
As void in Nature; as wth little toyle
Wee see it euident, in East & West;
Soe knit, his Action had it selfe exprest.

135

This wrought with many Men; & they who sate,
Dull sinners, wishing out their Little Ease,
Strangely Impostum'd, in the Royall fate,
Shrinke Empty Bladders. Soe old greifes may please,
When strange tickling runs through tender flesh;
Somewhat of Pleasure wee cannot express.

136

Richard lyes Cold, now in his Memorie
As in his Ashes; & the better Thought,
Wch as Cheife Burthen, many Souls did carry,
In this Streame washéd, as it had beene salt.
They Mules soe laden; and the Empty Sacke,
Trotts to Returne, chargéd with a Packe.

137

Thus may a Greasie Blue-Cap cheat vs from
Our Principles in Loyaltie. 'Twas strange
For English Men to sell the Martyrdome
Of their Late King to such a low exchange.
But the wise Scotts emprou'd; their returnes bring
Home treble profitts,—sell their Liveing Kinge.

138

This Face of Action drew all eyes away
From better Obiects. Of their Loyaltie
Harry has gott his End; 'tis not the prey
Hee hopes from Scotland. Soe may Arabie,
Vnconquer'd, boast her Desarts & contemne
The Power of Ottoman to vanquish them.

139

Soe may Thessalia, Tempe's Liveing Shades,
Envy the still Snow-Couer'd Rhodope;
The World's best Garden, full in Corne & Meads,
Glory in Thistles for varietie.
England, another Eden; Hee who tryes
T'enlarge it, makes a World of Paradice.

140

'Tis a brave Costly Rant, th' Hesperian King
Vtters with many Titles. Still the Sun,
Wch but his Howers to euery place doth bring,
Is Resident in his Dominion,
And thus Suggests some Approbation
To vnder-Rate God's Blessing to this Sun.

141

How little Either ours, in the Acquist
Of Scotland, Harrie knew, who did not seeke
Vnprofitable Conquests, but exprest
A Power to doe; & busyed all the weake
But iniur'd Party. Alcibiades
Mangles his Dog to Manage what he please.

142

But Harrie need not force a Warre, as were
A Pleurisie soe threatning in his State;
The Veine is open'd; Wales the Surgeon here,
Ere he could wish, falls in. If blood abate
The Maladie, & make the Spirits pure
They'l loose their labour, but they'le win the Cure.

143

Wales, (who not long vnder the English Yoake
Had been) a heavy Enimie of Old,
The Maine-Cord Slipt, Imagin'd the Teem broke,
And their Necks free; hence Brittains are nam'd bold.
For the least Defection in our State
They frame their Libertie, & run to That.

144

One, not of Noble Blood, (if it may passe
Wth out disparagement to Brittish Blood,
Who are all Gentlemen, & soe hee was
In his full Title,) for a Prince now stood;
And though perhaps his Pedigree should faile
To the due Line, his cunning might preuaile.

145

Glendower, a Man whom English breeding had
Polish't to better forme, yet the same Stone;
Hee knew more then his Countrey, & Hee made
Them thinke Hee knew more then hee yet had knowne.
For Wiser People haue beene led to more,
By weaker heads, then They were by Glendower.

146

A Subtle fellow, Studied in the Law,
(Which setts off Learning best to vulgar Heads,)
Bold to his practise, yet could smoothly draw
His Language to Invite men, where it needs;
Fierce & Ambitious, drawes his Cambrian flocks
To English feilds, from Merioneth Rocks.

147

Soe (when the Knot of Rome's Gown'd Libertie
Began to fret,) the Mad-Brain'd Spartacus
Meant his best prize,—a Montainer was Hee,
In Roman Riots growne Seditious;
Nor was't the Easiest worke their Senate had
To beate this Rebel fencer from his Trade.

148

This while the Earle of March (declaréd Heire
In Richard's Reigne, if he dyed Issules)
Retir'd from Court; as being well aware
The Cloud was knitt of Harrie's Iealousies,
Vpon his double Titles. How vnsure
The Blood of Princes Stands, vnto the Power!

149

Hee, (who but Neighbour'd Glendower) lest the Rage
Which threatned near, might ruine him at home,
Summons the Country; soe concern'd to engage
Against the Cōminge Torrent, ere it Come
Vpon their Thresholds; then too late to force
Its current backe from a continued course.

150

But Richard's fate not in Himselfe expir'd;
His Heir must Suffer; Miserie entayl'd;
'Twas but the portion destiny conferr'd,
To Mortimer, who though he be not call'd
King, as the Heir to Richard, yet in Care
Hee was Successor;—to his Sorrowes—Heire.

151

As from the banks of Strymon, Cranes are seene,
Embattail'd in stronge Files, to make their way;
Soe move the Welch, in Conduct, through the Thin
Disordered Troopes of Mortimer, that Day.
For Tennants fighting, to a Souldier's Sword,
Will owne but Captaine, Each his proper Lord.

152

And though, to giue a due to Mortimer,
Hee stood the Shocke, & Singly bold, did peirce
His Enemye, as the Welch Phalanx were
But All one Champion; Hee his owne appears.
This Many-handed bodie moe hands Lost
Then Hee who Menacéd the Gods could boast.

153

Yet what he did was bootles, though hee did
More then a Man, against a Multitude.
They wind him round; Soe many Ivyes Spread
A Thousand formes vpon an Oake Subdued;
And catch his mighty Armes wth growing Chains:
Mortimer soe is tooke & soe Remaines.

154

A Captive now to the Insulting Pride
Of Glendower, in his Conquest Insolent;
Who now thought Harry, & the world beside,
Soe many Lords, whose Homage was but lent.
Till summoned by his Sword to giue account,
And must acknowledge Him their Paramount.

155

Soe Small Successes make the Welch men vant
Hereditary Arrogance, as Hee
Whose little wealth is but the next to want,
Or be it that a Gentleman hee'le be;
And Owen now, an English Lord thus Quell'd,
Reads double what his Horoscope might yeild.

156

For though the flatt'ring Scheme wch he had drawne
Might invite the Attempts, within his fate
Secur'd; & now some Aspects his faith bring on
That Man was not all Made, but must Create
Somewhat to his owne Being; yet hee saw
But halfe was Spoken, or but halfe did draw.

157

Mortimer, thus Condemn'd by fate, perhaps
Befreinded, (for who can vntwine her Thred?)
Repreiv'd from Harry's hand; for Noe Man Scapes
Who has Relation to the Royall Head;
Hee nearest; how more certaine, had he beene
Cutt short, whose only Title came betweene?

158

Hee Safe in Wales, that is, in Prison sure,
Glendower, now vnoppos'd, makes but one wast
Of the whole Frontier, lest a second Power
Might in fatt Quarters be too near him plac't.
Some mak't his Policye; but many Thought,
'Twas but the Plunder, for itselfe, hee fought.

159

The King (not to enlarge,) as may be thought
Imprison'd Mortimer; but to reuenge
What might concerne himselfe, an Army brought
Against proud Glendower. May wee thinke it strange
If such a Leader, wth soe great a Power,
Lost more then Labour, to Invade Glendower?

160

What might it be, the Learninge of that Age,
(As yet some cannot flutter 'boue the Perch,)
Accounted it a Magicke; & the Sage
Span of a Circle tooke the Starres at Lurch,
To Conspire Storme; & made the Pleiades
But as a Spunge for Glendower's hand to Squeeze.

161

For Learnéd 'bove the Common Ranke of Men,
Incurrs the Common censure,—too much Learn'd;
Hee was a Sorcerer. To draw a Pin
Thorow a Canvas Cloth, some Men haue Earn'd
As high a Title. Three small bookes sett vp,
And Compasses, make a whole Coniurer's Shop.

162

Truth is (fraught wth some Rudiments of Art
And strooke with fangle of his Countriman,
The boasted Merlin,) Hee would Challenge for 't,
With noe small Glorie; and the Welch who ran
Admiring All Things; was beyond their Growth;
For ought I know might make 'em Witches both.

163

Howeuer, at this Time, soe great a Storme
Fell in the English Quarter, and the March
Over the Mountaines to secure Him from
The King's Intentions, by a further Search;
That Harrie, with his Army, forc'd retreat,
And some beleiu'd Glendower had wrought the feat.

164

Soe may wee purchase any wind wee please
(If Navigators doe not please Themselves
To abuse those who never crost the Seas,)
From Lapland Woemen; or perhaps those Elves
Abuse them rather, hauing gain'd Beleife,
And Knot their Hearts in their owne Handkercheife.

165

While here the King brought of his toyléd troopes,
Other Successes seeme to ballance out
His fortune; the Invading Douglas Stoops
To his Leiutennant, & the Power he brought,
Ruin'd by Noble Percye; to whose Fame
From former Cause they'de giue another Name.

166

These, (who had past the Tweed and peirc'd to Tine,
With a huge Spoyle) were now vpon retreate;
Northumberland, aggreivéd to Suffer in
The Affront, his Country & his Name might get,
Should they Returne with such an Easie Prey,
Wth a strong Power doth Interpose their way.

167

When the Enragéd Douglas, (for the Powers
Were now engag'd) Saw from the English Bowes,
Such Clouds of Arrowes fall, in killing Showers,
Vpon his Men, as Bold as Glorious.
Maugre the feather'd Storme, he leads his band
To nigher danger, wth erected Hand.

168

As when the Blew-Eyed Pallas had Inspir'd
A treble Spirit into sterne Diomed
And Dardan Troops, to his sole force retir'd,
The Dowglas cutt his way; our Archers fled,
And at this once, what Parthian doth but boast,
Was practis'd strangely, in the English Hoast.

169

Feirce was the fight, till now the Cheifes were mett,—
The Hardie Douglas, wth that Soule of fire,
Brave Percye; now the strange confuséd heat
Of Battle Spreadeth into Combats higher;
Th' Example Gallant through the Army ran,
They fought now, foot to foot, & Man to Man.

170

Till the vnequall odds wch fortune gave
The English, to reward a well-vs'd force,
Now rush'd on heaps. Soe a feirce-beating wave
Throwes downe opposeing Earth might stop his Course;
At length, when Victorie secures his way,
Sweeps his wrought Channel as his Native Bay.

171

The English, more at Ease, with double Blowes,
Fall in, & breake through falling Enimies.
Dunbar, whose Courage all that day pursues
His Countrimen, for former Enmities
'Twixt him & Douglas, haueing spent his rage
In many Deaths, the Douglas doth engage.

172

Who when the Torrent broke, had parted fight
From Percy; & the wonders of his Arme
Imparted all about, as they might light,—
Assuréd Death; They met now, equall warme,
In many slaughters; & wth equall Spight
Were glad they might at last together fight.

173

But had not many hands, who now came in
Vpon the Douglas, & his wrath enforc't
To the Devided Iniurye, 't had bin
Dunbar's assuréd fate, by Numbers thrust
From any single force; hee seekes reuenge
Vpon them All, & over-bid the Change.

174

Haueing now made a way, that Hee could Breath
Once more, & looking round wth the Eye, left,
As had he swum a Sea of blood; hee seeth
Him selfe alone,—of all his freinds bereft;
Surrounded with his Enemies, who stood
Rocks to his Ruine, hauing stop'd this flood.

175

And not Sertorius, nor the faméd Names
Monocular, with greater Right doe weare
The Honour of the Losse, to enrich their fames,
Then the Sterne Scott; Portable Trophies are
More glorious then Their Penons, lofty hung,
T'adorne a Hall, or Crowns, or Armours Stronge.

176

Hee, full in wounds, & yet all-feather'd ore,
As the first fury of the Day, had Spred
His Armes, Like Scæva stood; or be it more
Honour, like Scæva now, he singly Spred
To the whole warre; till by encloseing Troopes,
Encreasing Courage, in its progress stops.

177

Fast mur'd in throng of Enimies, his Arme,
Cunning to Kill, dissabled wth the press,
Pineon'd in Numbers to doe further harme,
But struggles; soe a Lion when he Sees
Himselfe Caught in a toyle & round beset
Wth bloody Iawes threatens the Iron Nett.

178

Those, who Afraid, his terror-strikeing looke
Had shunn'd through all the fight, as certaine Death,
Hemme nearest in; Thus was the Douglas tooke
By basest force; whose Eye yet Threatneth,
And wth a braue disdaine & Rage Commixt
Yet beares himselfe to all his Glories fixt.

179

When a leud hand (for 'tis the saddest fate
Of War to fall in Power of Coward hands)
With an vnmanly blow, his Life did threat;
The Noble Percy, coming in, Cōmands
The Villaine Dye, & takes the Prisoner
From rude affronts of the base Souldier.

180

A Thousand Names of Honour crowne that head
Whose Equall Courage knew the Noblest way
To vse an Enimye; this Glorye Spred
More lustre on his Helme then all that Day,
His Nobler Actions; & the Scottish Blood
Soe sav'd, more then the Spilt, his Trophy stood.

181

This was that Hottspurre, whose Illustrious Name
Adornes the memory of what wee call
Noble; & Greater Titles, by his Fame,
Then Birth setts vnder; though the Douglas shall
Live high in honour, 'tis not his least Fame
Which this Day brought to stand by Percyes' Name.

182

Hee, more then Haniball, not only gott
A Victorie, but knowes to vse it too;
At lest, to his owne purpose. Now the Scott
Was made a freind; Humanitie can doe
Wonders, and, to a Noble Nature, stands
More Powerfull Conquest then a Thousand hands.

183

Besides the Douglas, Morduke, Earle of Fife,
Angus, & Murrey, many Titled names
Of Scotland, Prisoners were; that wee may giue
This victorie, more ample in the Streames
Of Noble Blood, yet beating in the veine,
Then in the floods of many Equall Slaine.

184

The King demands these Scottish prisoners;
Percy, release of Mortimer. When fate
Intends her worke, she the next meane preferrs;
And eyther ask'd what, if wee safely weigh't,
Neither might grant. Noe party in a State
Supplants the Interest they endeauour at.

185

It cannot hang, when competition is
In any state; Royaltie will admit,
Noe Rivall; & the Guilt of Iealousies
Prepares Inferiour Mindes (if they may fitt
Resistances) to recapitulate
Their Actions, Advantages of State.

186

'Twas now, not to enlarge his Cozen March:
The Cypresse showes the liveing face too plaine.
Strong vizards but secure, when wee enlarge
Our Riots questionable, vnder paine
Of forfeit Life; Soe Pocket-Beards elude
Vn-wary Eyes of the feirce Multitude.

187

The treble Masque of Reformation,
Liberty, rendred pleasant in the word;
Tyrranny, taxéd in the vsurpation;
And little Glimpses of another Lord,
Whose fancied Rule, like tasted Manna, might
Suite with full Rellish, euery Appetite.

188

His freinds were strong, & these Suggestions
Made the enclineing Commons, All his freinds.
Some propositions satisfie all Questions
Which they can vrge. One obiect fitts All Ends.
Soe, in some higher treadings, Though wee move
Crosse, wee may meet in Anger or in Love.

189

The King, whose little Quiet taught him now
To see his purchase in Ambition,
Too ouer-bought. Wee, in distresses know,
But how to value Man's condition,
In any step of Fortune. Now he finds
How little sure Treason a Traytor binds.

190

For here the hands who help'd him to his State,
Northumberland & all the strength he brought,
His brother Worcester, a Confederate
In Richard's ruine, as hee had done nought
Worthy the Name of Percy, to enforce
The former Service, brings this second Course.

191

Hee to his Nephew (heated now in Rage)
Suggests new matter, apt to make him fire;—
Doubly encites him by his blood & Age.
Ill counsells carry weight, in the Attire
Of faded haires, Discretion's Liverye;
The Priviledge of Coats Instructs the Eye.

192

Soe when a Naturall Motley makes a Hood,
Vnto a Man, wee attribute him wise,
At least apparell'd to be vnderstood
Within that Notion. Nature's busines lyes
In Œconomicks; & her silver lace
Some flourish in, who fitt another place.

193

But Worcester wore it worthy, & was knowne
A prudent Manager of high Affaires;
Seems most relenting to what had beene done;
Taxing his owne, informs his Nephew's yeares,
To vndertake Redress; as making good
One Active Veine, t'envigour all ye blood.

194

'Twas now but to repaire the late offence
To Richard, whom he seemeth to deplore;
Cunning, well carried, is called Conscience;
It past in Him, now seeming to abhorre
Himselfe, as Instrument in Harrye's fate,
Contingents more apparent in a state.

195

Nephew, 'tis not vnknowne vnto the world,
(But (ah) the Burthen presseth nearest home,
Thus he begins) how Richard's fame was hurl'd,
Eu'n while a King; how that advantage, some
Haue vs'd, wee all may see; but (wth sad hearts)
Your ffather & My selfe beare the Cheife Parts.

196

'Tis true, (wth horror I may let you know
The Secret,) Wee (who wrought in Richard's Ease
To what wee could expect, or Hee bestow,
In Honour or Employment,) sought to please
The faction, lay aloofe; & yet retaine
Court seruice, safe to both, to neither playne.

197

My Brother, (whose great Name had fill'd the North
With Title to his Large Inheritance)
They would not sift too neare; if he came forth,
By starts, the Party thought he did advance
Their working; & were glad to see an Eye
Of Treason in a Face of Loyaltie.

198

'Twere long to tell you all, but when the King
(Hee who was King, My Master, oh! that thought
My Soule's Affliction!) did the great Act bring,
(The Act which makes our Actings vile & nought)
The Act where Mortimer declaréd stood
Successour to the King, as next in Blood.

199

Wee swore (but where the Villany of Man
Suggests Ambition, what boots an Oath?)
Allegiance to Himselfe, & to maintaine
That Title! Pardon God! how forfeit both!
And happy you (whose years can hardly reach
The Guilt,) may live to solder vp the Breach.

200

And though (as things now stand,) 'twere ill advis'd
To open out the Chaine of our Intent,—
But some short threds of vse will be more priz'd,
Wrap'd 'bout the well-form'd Card of Government.
That's the Gay Bottome, wch on any side
Has a full forme of All, howeuer Eyed.

201

Yet if I may advise,—but you, concern'd,
Perhaps prevent what I but meane to say,
Nor need I teach your Spirit;—wee haue learn'd
Too late now to be Loyall; if a Day
May over-run Repentance; but if Time
Yet be, 'tis offer'd now to purge our Crime.

202

'Tis true, your Action as the priuate wrong
Done to your selfe, may lead your Spirit on,
But let that Sleepe your owne; designes, when young,
Well managed, receiue proportion
From what the Actors may in Prudence giue;
Yours, yet but young, may any forme receiue.

203

To make it comely in the People's Eies,
(The People, who vnsetled yet remaine
And may be led by Plausibilities)
Vrge Common Interest, for that shall gaine
A Partye sure; & when you haue them fast,
Insinuate nearer Things vnto their Tast.

204

For a loud Clangor Startles in Surprise,
And from Soft notes, still reaching Accents may
Perswade the Sence with Pleasure, though it rise
Beyond all moode. Discretion treads the way
To thriveing Courage; open breasts Surcharge
The Auditors, & some restraints enlarge.

205

But, my brave Nephew, I oppress that Spirit
Which moves beyond an Old Man's faint advice.
You, who I hope, may worthily Inherit
That Honour which a Bed-rid Pattent Lyes
Vnto your ffather & my selfe; for shame
Lives but to Persons, Honour to the Name.

206

And 'twas but Time for Worcester here to End:
Old Men, with many Precepts speake their Age;
Roveing, vnsteddy doctrines, which attend
Ennervéd Minds; & by a near presage
Of Ruine in themselues, from spirits weake,
Extend their doubts to all they vndertake.

207

The Noble Percy, who in a short draught,
Had summ'd his vnckle, what he spoke or meant;
Told him, hee had inform'd his younger thought,
Hee saw the Action, but the full event
Was layd out to him, in the well-drawne Schœme
Of his Advices, hee observing them.

208

Northumberland, who knew the frame of All,
Kept in the North. If now his Son Succeed,
His Strength assures the Conquest; if hee fall,
'Twas his owne Act; or should the Question spread
Nearer, he has another Day, for yet
His force stood the reserve, to both Ends fitt.

209

Him, less engag'd, wee leaue; & now draw vp
Our Numbers to the Rendezvous. The fame
Of this great Action, & the Actor's hope,
Draw many in; the Cause some, some the Name
Mov'd; as if Percy were a Charater
Proofe to the many accidents of warre.

210

What the King had denyed, wth out his ayde
Is wrought out at his Cost; for Mortimer
Marryes wth Glendower's daughter. Better had
Harry enfranchis'd him, then bring a Warre
Of such a Chaine; for Hee who formerly
Liv'd as a subiect stands his Enimie.

211

His Name & Blood encouragéd the Power
Which others brought; for 'twas in Memorye;
And wearied Minds are willing to restore
Occasions, when they offer Libertye.
Soe euery tongue now cryes vp Mortimer,
Nearest in Blood, & once declaréd Heire.

212

Those who had gone along, when Harry first
Came in,—full Throates and voluntary hands
To prompt Ambition; the same smoke wch burst
In Richard's face, now Harrie's breath withstands.
The Giddy vapour of tumultuous Minds
Is but a Smoake Lyable to all winds.

213

As big-mouth'd Æolus, where hee Commands
The Clouds to Scudde before his Ministers,
Yet manages the Reine in his owne hands,
The Percyes floate the Kingdome. Soe appeares
Alternate Day, to eyther Hemisphere,
As they would Spread the Royall Sun out here.

214

When Richard raign'd, how farr vnfitt for Rule
Was such a Prince! now Harry had the sway,
'Twas alike bad, a Tyrant or a Foole;
While they Act both; and 'tis but to this Day
A standing Crime; what men impute a trouble
Vpon themselues, is by them acted Double.

215

The Gallant Percye, (frustrate by the King
To ioyne wth Glendower's much-encreaséd band)
Must try it with the force Himselfe did bring,
His owne Relations, in his owne Command.
How had he now in Glory higher stood,
If but Success had made the Action good.

216

Yet ere he thought, (or ere he would haue thought
The King soe neare) a shrill alarum beats,
And he was forc'd to what Himselfe had sought,
But prudent Harry makes a halt, & threats
Like to a King; who, if his offers might
Engage, was better pleas'd, if not, would fight.

217

Worcester was sent to Treat; but he, who thought
His guilt vnsafe, returnes the Articles
Of Grace, (to aggravate what he first taught)
His owne made story; as his Iealousies
Suggested to his Crime; & might enflame
His Nephew's Courage wth Reuenge or Shame.

218

The Percye Hott, (for 'twas a high contempt
His vnckle brought) calls vp his willing Men,
Instructed in the Royall Complement
(Ill told,) & bids defiance back agen;
Worcester to blame! but many crimes invent,
In the pursuite, their surer punishment.

219

Now Harry, who had thought his offers might
Have satisfied their Honours & their Aymes,
(Without a greater Treason,) thought the fight
Was over to his wish. When the Extreames
Are but once found, the Long hand of a Prince
May span it, to his owne Convenience.

220

When to prevent his expectation,
In the returne, ere well it could be brought,
The haughty Dowglas, with his hardy Nation,
Made on a Chardge; Hee gave the first assault;
And now they ioyne Entire; the well dispos'd
Squadrons of each Charge, equally oppos'd.

221

Had you beheld the fury of that day,
T'vndoe the fiction of all former time!
Not single, in the Cheifs; all hands convey
Their Rage with wonder, to astonish him
Who Read in Romants, boasts the faméd Knight:
Iust Historie is a Romance well writt.

222

The Equall Armes in this contending fray,
Where euery Man, the Giant or the Knight,
His honour, or his Interest! Soe you may
Vnderstand Spel-Sprung Castles; & but right
To the Intention, if you haue the Key:
Fled Walls discover where the Dragon lay.

223

Nor let it dull the more Iudicious
That I bring trifles into Nobles Things;
The growth of fancy left it vnto vs,
What Heroes should Act; if my verse brings
Men acting greater, I haue done more right
To those did Fancy, and to those did fight.

224

The One-Eyed Scott, (as were he all one Eye)
To find an obiect worthy of his Arme,
Breakes through impaleing Swords, & beats them by,
In weaker hands; soe cutting through a Swarme
Of Gnatts, an Eagle scoureing after Prey,
Beats downe the weak-wing'd vermin in her way.

225

Thrice through the Battaile he did force his way,
And many soules payed homage to his Sword;
Three like the King were habited that Day;
Those three he slew; in the mistake more Spurr'd
To meet the King; that soe his sword might flye
Hatch't in Blood Royall, certaine Victorye.

226

The Noble Percy now had cutt a Street
And Pav'd it, as one Act; the Bodies Slaine
Made a high Causeway, & his Courser's feet
Dropt Humane blood,—A Centaure Dy'd in Graine;
As wiser then Rude Peasants might haue guest
A Man soe Shell'd in Blood vnto his Beast.

227

With mighty Wrist he rages through the feild,
And many deaths Imparted as they stood.
How many Names fell to enrich his Sheild,
Writt in the Capitalls of their owne Blood?
As had he meant a worke 'bove Nature's power,
To make his Crescent Orbéd in an Hower.

228

As when a storme beats in a Thick-sett wood,
The bending Oakes retire; the stronger fall,
Resisting the wild Arme of that full Cloud;
And All, the Tempest-wrapt, not One of All
Can be secure; but wth declineing Head,
Shrinkes from that Cloud, wch once it threatened.

229

Soe Harry's hoast fell back, and Victorye
Made a faint Stoopeing; as she would haue meant
A Royall Quarrye, but deceiues the Eye;
And with a Cancilleere, knowing the strength
Of her owne Wing, but wantons; till she fetch
Her Chozen Prey (Eye-charméd) in at stretch.

230

The heat of Battaile had laid many cold,
And some yet standing to as little vse,
Dismai'd, their late Acquaintances behold
One with the Earth; they less, while poreing thus;
A Civill Enimie prevents his Dreame,
And wakens Him, in Death, to Equall Them.

231

The prudent King (resembling Ithacus
In Parts & Person, now his fortune shar'd,)
Resolves to end it, by a Glorious
Returne; & Rallies vp a force impair'd,
But a knit Strength. Soe on Sigæan Plaine,
Vlisses reinforc'd the fight againe.

232

The scatter'd Troopes draws vp a well-made front,
And willing Minds, from selfe-taught discipline,
Fill necessary Rankes; for noe Account
Of Muster makes an Army stand soe fine,
As Men inspir'd with Duty to their need;
A Corporall of most hast & oft best Speed.

233

The Prince, whose Virgin Gantlet was vnstain'd
With blood before that Day, was better gilt
Then its first Trimminge; & became the Hand
An Omen to his Glorie; when the spilt
Best blood of France, his better shall advance,
Worthy to Cutt the Salique Knott of France.

234

Like a young Eagle summ'd, (whose Spirit infus'd
Blood Royall of the Ayerie Monarchie)
Disdaines a shoale of Dawes; but rather Chus'd
From great Instinct, at Arméd Cranes to flye;
Or trusse a farr-seen Swan, whose mighty wing
Wounds the rent Ayre, & frets her vnseene string.

235

Soe flyes the Prince; where greatest danger stood
Of Noblest Enimies, might most provoke,
His Courage bears him; fortune seeming proud
Of her strong Champion, warrants euery stroke;
Yet were the Question put, through his whole fate
Fortune vpon his Vertue did but waite.

236

Thus while he rides, as had Tydides' Squire
Surviu'd soe many Ages, to this fight,
Rememb'ring Venus once, in warrlike 'tire,
Stay'd wounded by his Master; thought she might
Againe take Armes; for soe he might haue guest
By Harrie's Face, his Actions, Mars exprest.

237

And from a Curséd Bow, with willing hand,
He sends a Shaft, wch in the Prince's Cheeke
A dreadfull wound inflicted; Anger stain'd,
The other Equall Red; soe farr vnlike
The face he seem'd; for wounds weake Spirits asswage;
Great Soules by loss of Blood increase their Rage.

238

Through all opposing Dangers now he breaks,
Inspir'd wth his late wound to greater things;
Soe Men excell themselves; noe patterne Speaks
His Actions now; though Kings may Image Kings,
Hee taught Himselfe; out-did all boast of Time;
And Princes striveing can but coppie Him.

239

His conduct (as the Ballance had but layd
Vpon his Arme) now over-rul'd the Scale;
And Percye's pressing Troopes retire dismai'd,
As had a heauen-sent Legion peirc't them all
With wings of Thunder; vseless Spent on those
Who (cunninge to resist,) did not oppose.

240

For yeilding Bodies only are secure;
In the wild flame, the feare-taught Politicks
Evade the Force, by yeilding to the Power:
While Rockes are torne. Men whose great Spirits fixe
Them, Cent'red all to Danger, overprest,
Instructing horrors fall before the Rest.

241

In this Concussion (where a Thousand Hands
Wrought but one worke,) the Glorious Percy fell;
Whose Death (Glory to none) but only stands
The Ruine of the Day. 'Twas not the will
Of fate, a single opposite should boast
Soe loud a Conquest; for Hee Stood His Hoast.

242

And now an Easie victory Ensues;
The Captaine Slaine, the Souldiers all disperse;
Warr-faméd Douglas, the same fate pursues,
As when a foe to Percy. Noe averse
Faces in destiny; the Accident
Runs through All Actions with the Instrument.

243

Thus, with the Losse of many noble Names,
The King enioyes the Day. In Civill Warre
One certaine fate attends the Diverse frame
Of Action, & ev'n Victors not appeare
Deserving Triumph; Check't by Little Seeds
Of Nature; wounded when his Countrey bleeds.

244

With Douglas, Worcester, (he who forfeited
His honour twice, in trust to seuerall Kings)
Is taken; and the Mort-gage of his Head
Prevents whatever new occasion Springs
In Nature, as Ennervant to that Name;
Progressive Treasons vnder any Claime.

245

This while Northumberland (who slack'd, the while
His Son & Brother with ill Speed went on,)
Was early Marching; & the fruitles toyle
Of faire pretence, void in Occasion,
Baffles his Policye; a mid-way Post
From many mouthes, his strange Intention crost,

246

As had he meant to neither. When hee saw
An Interception by a Double Power
New-raiséd, hee retires; in Rere they draw
Close to his Heeles, & follow him the more,
The more he flyes. Soe, if wee soe may Speake,
The more seene Kidds tread in Aurigae's Backe.

247

Till now (if Northerne Constellations may
Have Rest) Hee over-went, or fixt himselfe
From their Light feet secure, & they may play
Now a step further wth the Beare or Whelpe;
Or friske beyond them, to the Rocky Pole,
Where Cepheus, with his foot doth the Axis Rolle.

248

Northumberland, who like a Spring-taught Snayle
Was crauling to haue Nibbled the fresh leafe,
Found the Aire raw, & shrinkes into his Shell:
Nature & Industrye but make things safe
In proper Accidents; for noe retreat
Secures, when stronger weaker Causes threat.

249

The King commands him, from his Strength. Hee knew
His Strength was weake vnto the Royall Arme;
And therfore comes, attended wth a few,
As nere intending, nor now dreading harme.
For Treasons, overblowne, So cleare offence
Naked, they pass for highest Innocence.

250

He goes preparéd to the certaine frowne
Of Maiestie, & met it. Hee whose guilt
Curbes Acting further, prompts occasion,
And frames new Passions; which he neuer felt
Till Nature's Rivall, dire Necessitie,
Appeare the Same; & is, perhaps, but Shee.

251

Northumberland attaint, after a while,
Vpon Submission, was againe restor'd;
A Policy t'emprove, wth the less toyle,
The Royall Interest, if Time afford
Advantages, & Men may see the When
To fitt Occasions;—Harrie saw it Then.

252

Hee knew his Claime, and how vnsure he sate
Midst many enimies; and his first freind
Engag'd more strongly freind; if once growne hate
May to all Natures Reconcilement find,
In overspreading favours. Oft a shade
Preserves that Canker, shall its boughs invade.

253

The French (who saw the Kingdome in a Flame
Like ill-will'd Neighbours, glad to see it rise,)
Thought then a Time for Spoile but Spoile became;
And found a Ruine where they meant a Prize.
Their Iuno was a Cloud, & what remains
Now but the Wheele? Torture is what Constrains.

254

And now their haughty Necks run in the wheele
Wch the Rude Commons shall impose; a Plague
I wonder never yet was taught in Hell.
Not Vultures gnawinge, nor the Grisly Hagge,
With knotted Scorpions; nor what fancy yet
Has rais'd of Torment, smarts soe ill as it.

255

When Noble Nature, (in the Comely Dresse
Of Education, Shines) to Challenge Man,
Shall fall a Slave to Beasts; for Men are less
Without that Character; the Seale but can
Confirme the Pattent; Hee that doth deny it,
Though he may argue 't, would be loath to try it.

256

Whoe (for noe Action distinguishable
Where Man is made the Subiect, one whole Peice
Of Nature) but approves the Affable
Deportment of his Equall? When he sees
Those Ornaments now trode on by the Rude,
But feeles himselfe wounded in what he view'd.

257

Where can I find the better Nation
Of Man? (for in all Climes there are but two,
Civill & Barbarous,) Noe Emulation
Strikes mee; as were the Frenchmen, (whom we doe
Admire & Imitate in follyes,) not
A written Text for better Pens to Quote.

258

There may we find wth out the fangle which
Fires the drye touch of Constitution)
Civility vnstrayn'd, wth our the Itch
Of Glory; & not there; but the Conclusion
To what I meant, is, noe disparagement
Comes with the Clime; Man one, Indifferent.

259

Though Nationall Aspersions trouble some
To challenge, whose owne Individuall
May Quarter Vices to each severall Roome,
And be Meridian vnto One & All;
Guilty Himselfe, to all his observation,
The Little World thus Circumscribes a Nation.

260

As were hee more then the Great world he treads,
Hee brings her to the Cubit of his Skill;
And drawes rash Lines from the vncertaine heads
Of what he Thought, to make her good or Ill;
Gives the Provinciall Genius, & can frame
Her guilt, from his owne figure to its Name.

261

Imagine now, (in the Aspersion
Or as they were) you see the Frenchmen led
By a rude Crue; & while you please yor owne
Thoughts, to their Sufferings, let my Anger Spread
Vnto the Peasants; thus when Passions rise
Wee find our selves, Each as the humour Lyes.

262

Last day I heard it vrg'd, (& 'tis but what
May be evasion vnto Everie Day,
When Ignorance pleads Guilty,) for a late
Doctrine disputed; (haueing small to say
Vpon the Argument) Bookes but Confound
Men; who themselves are Bookes, more to be Conn'd.

263

'Tis true; but Hee, whose Lethargie of Mind
Is loath to Search what Men haue done or said,
Smiles, but as feathers floating in the wind,
And dreames his Knowledge; or is rather Dead
And fears to be remov'd from the great Shelfe
Of Error, by vnclasping of Himselfe.

264

The wise Man has an vnsumm'd Librarye;
Himselfe & Man, & Bookes, are all his Bookes;
As Leaves was Paper first, all Leaves Supply
Him wth writ Pages, which he Spells who lookes
Backe to the Alphabet, & then can bring
His Learning vpward, from the word to th' Thing.

265

Thus wee know Passions, when wee bring them Home
A Well-bought Treasure from his Vatican;
Whose Volumes Numberless Nature doth Summe
In one Compendious Abstract; Well-bound Man!
This is the Enchiridion, wch to Chuse,
Wee all would carry, but a few can vse.

266

If you are furnisht you are fully learn'd,
And Bookes & Men are but as other Things;
Philosophie your Slave; & Truth discern'd,
(Wch nor your Reason nor opinion brings)
Essentially cleare; for wee haue Clad
Her wth our Raggs, all Patch't & overlay'd.

267

This, (if there be a Truth, as nothing else
Can frustrate Argument, and wee deny
Our being to dissent,) what ever feeles
Decay must Live; as from Eternity
She Sprung, & cannot to dimensions fall;
Essence & Truth are one, which one is All.

268

Those Frenchmen, by lewd hands were now led on,
A Present to the King, as their owne Act;
What Royaltie has restitution
To Mouthéd Peasants? Soe may Hounds well-pack't
Pursue the Prey; & soe the Master please
Those Currs with Quarrye, as the King may These.

269

Yet, what might want (for the sav'd Quarry fell,
A Dish to the King's board,) least they might grin
After the Paunch devided; (as a Deale
Too short in what they run,) Hee calls 'em in
Wth Iybbet, wch the Kennel now enflames
And claps the better Runners by their Names.

270

Whilst these triumph, their Neighbours feele the rage
Of Glendower; who had strucke the Marches through,
And made one wast, not Spareing Sex, nor Age;
Yet 'twas noe more then what he first did Doe,
Within himselfe. Where Humane is defac'd,
Man, bankrupt, only doth enlarge the Wast.

271

Ambition (whose huge walls in Sand are laid)
Threatens the Life of Him who keeps within;
Yet Man, (whose folly is but oversway'd
In fate) keeps tennant; passing not a Pin,
His Ruine Imminent, (soe he may keepe
Her painted Lobbies) till they Lye one Heape.

272

The King (who in this Purchase had layd out
His better fortune) could haue beene well-pleas'd
To quitt, if a Rue bargaine may be put
In state; & any foot wch must be rais'd
In Royalty, were Safe, & not fore-right,
Hee would retire; here Standing is Retreate.

273

And now hee sees the Error of his Choice;
Hee (who sate praised in his Orbe, & Light,)
Ambitious of the Pole, has got moe Eyes
But wth less ease; as were the Sphere of Sight
But the more honour; & Greate Perseus sate
Below Böötes, being Constellate.

274

Harry surrounded; for where Royaltie
Has all its Title from vsurper Power,
'Tis a wild Precipice vnto the Eye
Of Conscience, where the Gulph yawnes to devour;
As had he but attain'd that dangerous height
To greater ruine; Those who stand soe, see't.

275

Richard, long dead, revives; the King nere dyes;
A Doctrine misinforc'd. Hee who had Slept
Soe long in Death, by Confident disguise,
Lives yet a Man. What Meteors haue crept
T'abuse the world! The false fire of a Name
Seems orbéd Power; or Power supplants that flame.

276

Poore Richard's Ashes innocent; his name
Creates like Atomes, his Imagin'd forme.
Soe Individualls may appeare the Same;
And Nature Twinns through all the varied worme
Of her Creation. The still-Crawling seed
Of formes, vnto her hand, is Limited.

277

Soe, though Specificke formes distinguish't are
In euery Individuall, as her worke,
Sence is not made the Iudge; for Men appeare
Leaves of one Tree; & Seams vnnoted, lurke
Visible Characters of her intent;
Neare variations are most Different.

278

Thus Nature, with a Cunning Pencill, drawes
The Landscape of the World; one obiect knit
Soe vniforme, as were it but one Face
Of Beautie; & all Symmetry had met
By vndiscernéd Lines; Each Shadow brings
His Greater Light, one forme of many Things.

279

Nor is it strange for one Man to assume
Another's place; Consenting Nature prompts
Somewhat in the Resemblance; 'tis one Loome
Where Man is drawne, & many Threds at once
Make out the Web entire. Thus Kings may run
From the same flax, a little finer Spun.

280

Hence some affirme a Story, what a few
Did but Suggest, t'elude the present Time;
And might wee trust all written, Richard drew
A Breath, to assoyle Harrie of the Crime
Intended in his Murder. Thus a Quill
More then a Sword, Not Things, but Truth can Kill.

281

To arrogate, perhaps, (for where wee can
Not speake of Better things, not Men alone,
But Countryes, boast their Crimes,) the wider Span
Of Wickedness; as were his Nation
Vnrivall'd in that Glory; here's the Curse;
Had it beene true, the King's fate had beene worse.

282

'Twas ere a Shambles yet in England ope
Did with Blood Royall make it a free trade;
They without Scruple vs'd it; if that Shop
Gave vs Indentures, are they not well pay'd?
If (though wee forfeited, as much as they)
That for the halfe-part, they may have halfe-Pay?

283

'Twas a leu'd folly; Harry shall convince
The Error, who well knew how true or false
The Rumor was; though Rumor to a Prince
New-seated, be vnwelcome, where it calls
A former Title to his Right & Name;
Though Dead, he lives too much whose Ashes claime.

284

If to insert what happens in our way,
Something below our Story; (for to tell
You more then All, the walking-Taylor may)
I without blame,—as pointing to what fell
Within the Raigne,—a Marginall hand, may place
To show you, what a Parliament then was.

285

That wee may see, not ever Parliaments
Haue beene vn-Erring; 'tis enough I bring
You to the Place. When Paralel events
Run from Centre, wee may vrge the Thing;
Soe may a double streame flow from one head;
Too much or Little Learneing make men mad.

286

The Commons loud (some Annalls call 'em lewd;)
In their demands enforce their Acts of will
Vpon the Clergie, & as it had Shewed
Not all their owne, to arrogate all Ill,
They heave the Peerage; for that Pale throwne downe
In breakes the Herd, to the vnfencéd Crowne.

287

The King (whose prudence swaid him either way
To his advantage) gives a double Face
To the whole management; some Princes may
Soe Straddle & stand sure, when either Base
Firm'd by his foot, can neither slide beyond
His reach; & in his power, to make 'em ioyn'd.

288

Hee (who but wore these Commons as a Goade,
And those the Sharpest prickers for his vse,
To drive the Restive Lords,) willingly stood
To see their burthens brought; 'tis euer thus,
When bold Eyes beat another to the blush,
Confident Tyrrannie is Glorious.

289

For he but dreames his part, who hauing got
The power he sought; (& when in other hands
Blam'd Tyrrannous) not adds to what he thought
It might haue beene; Hee only vnderstands
Tyrrannie, who can tax it vnder none,
And Act it Iustice, when the Power's his owne.

290

Moubrey (whose blood retain'd perhaps some fire
Of preiudice to Harrie; who had made
His honour but his threshold to aspire
With greater Ease;) strikes out his Sparkes; the glad
Tinder takes hold; noe Stroke was ere soe Slight
But did catch sure, when 't in a Rocket light.

291

The Arch-Bishop Scroope, that he might Iustice meet
For former crimes, falls by another guilt.
Wisedome is blind, Religion will not see 't,
When Iustice, by Ambition over-built,
Is fronted with new Turretts; & that Wall
But Screens her Sword, to make it surer fall.

292

The Subtle Mirror of Ambition
Extends the figure to a mighty Size;
And wee Adore the farre reflection
Of Shaddowes, not too farre, but Iust & Wise;
'Tis not a Plaine, but many Squares well knit:
Imagine but the Face, it showes you it.

293

The Bishop wth his Colleague Arundel,
Were the first Tressells vnto Henrie's Throne;
Disioynted on a side, if the King fell
Noe wonder but Hee fixt the Chaire his owne;
And 'twas not yet Yorke, vnder any name
Could wrench a Pin in the fast-ioynted frame.

294

Northumberland, glad once againe to see
A face of Tumult, (wch he hop'd might bring
Revenge) comes in; let the Confederates be
Noe matter whom; 'Twas to oppose the King;
Thus, though in Honour he restoréd stood,
Wee may well iudge him yet attaint in Blood.

295

This must not Spread too farre, though it then Spred
A Face of Terror; Westmerland, (who erst
Had hung vpon Northumberland) now Sped;
And yet this Prey more cunning then the first,
Indeed the Caution bound but forfeit Oath;
The Bishop's gon; alas they'd forfeit both.

296

These dire examples stand to misinforme
The gapeing Layetie; when the Prelates fall
They are instructing Sins; if he take harme
By the deceit, he has Absolv'd it All
In Act; and twice-forsaken Loyaltie
Preach't faith but servant to necessitye.

297

Nay, soe had fate befool'd the Credulous
Arch-Bishop to his Ruine; that he seemes
More Confident, as 'twas more Dangerous
Inferr'd by Mowbrey; & almost contemnes
The young Man's councell as his Cowardice;
Fate, who now meant the blow, first binds his Eyes.

298

Thus Westmerland attaines the Snowye horse,
And Rhesus falls, Supriséd in his Tent;
Is it not soe? the Bishop from his force
Perswaded, the Guards Kill'd; & confident
To promises, doth Snort his Life away:
Dolon, first Slaine, made all this certaine Pray.

299

For where the Scout of Selfe-borne Iealousie,
Is strangled in assureance, all the Guard
Of Resolution Shrinks; or Slaughter'd lye
On heaps; the Chariot, bound vp, vnprepar'd
Becomes a Spoyle; whose mighty wheels had rent
Their feilds; the vseless trouble of a Tent.

300

The King had leuied now a mighty force
In pursuit of Northumberland; who (short
To his destruction) falls backe (as of course)
In all attempts; was fairely bidden for 't,
Twice thus engag'd, to come after the Rout;
Esperance! Noe, the word is, face about.

301

Fast into Scotland; Berwicke in his way
Hee takes, but leaves least the King take him there;
Marches must pause but flights can neuer stay;
Hee over-runs the King; but his owne feare
Carries along; 'tis thus a Common Case,
When foes desist, ourselves make out the Chase.

302

Berwicke by Harrie Summon'd, yet holds out,
Expecting aide from Scotland; but afraid
Rather then forc'd, by vnaccustom'd Shott;
For now, Salmoneus had improv'd his Trade,
By Legacye to Leisure; now he mockes
The Gods, noe more with Sounds; Hee giues the Stroakes.

303

This Terror-strikeing Engine (that I call
It rather soe) to Image Thunder more,
Makes a wide Batterie, though the Breach be Small;
One single Gunne, tumbles the whole towne ore;
As yet, some soe ammuséd, in the Pranke
Dare Sweare, a Cannon will shoot miles, Point-blanke.

304

Yet, this when the wise Indians (only fooles
Instructed to our Errors) first had heard
With an Amazeing horror; iudging Soules
(Europeans are soe) Laught at them afeard;
The folly's Equall; but wee made the Choice
And got the Rattle sooner; Her white Boies.

305

After the terror but ensues the flame,
If Maiestie will Act the fireworke out;
Noe Touch-hole Squib or Mouthéd furnace came
Soe Deadly, as the breath of Harrie, hot
Vpon this Towne; Chaine-Bulletts of his will
Run through all Streets, & in the Waft, they Kill.

306

The Arme of Maiestie, like Thunder's stroke
Disdaines the limber Shrub wch euery wind
Waves, as its Ensigne; but a Stubborne Oke
Fixt as the Champion of the feild, will find;
And teare him vp, whose many feet had peirc't
The Middle Earth; disgrac't, his Armes reverst.

307

Thus Nobler Names, Trophies of Harrie's wrath,
Are hung vp Pennons after Victorye;
What sin is that, whose wage is more then Death?
Strikes Punishment, through a whole family?
And many generations Dye in one,
Of Ancestry, & of Succession.

308

As that of Witch-craft; the familiar
Has not his Name for nothing; it were strange
But that Man made of Elements, must Erre,
To please the Victor, vnder Every Change;
How should wee dare those ruines? but the Cause
Determin'd in our selves, prevents all Lawes.

309

Noe sooner here; (but as his worke had beene
To secure Corners; soe Diversion
Is busines, and Busines agen
Appeares a Trifle, for they both are one;
And wee but make them Either;) backe to Wales
His first Designe (his Busines) he falls.

310

Soe Busines thrives; & Trifles, more concerne
For they Succeed & fall into our hands;
Man makes himselfe a foole, & yet to learne;
'Tis not as our determination stands;
Something without our Arme, tickles the Wrist,
And wee catch Ayre whilst what wee sought wee mist.

311

The Robe of Harrie's Royaltie, which sate
Faire on his shoulders, hung not at his Ease;
The Skirts, lick'd Trouble, & became a weight
To make the Glory irkesome. If you please
See England now the Cushion of his State,
Tassel'd & Fring'd; its Ornament & Fate.

312

Soe lyes the Worme, safe in her treeble hedge
And eats the Purple Garden, ere wee find
Her Sally-Ports; Soe a great Priviledge
Has Glory, to our safety; were they ioyn'd
'Twere a full obiect; all Conditions mixt
Are Mortall, & but sever'd, to be fixt.

313

As erst he sped, to the same Enterprize,
Fate (whose firme Tenors, but her selfe hath layd)
Drownes him againe; & the great Hills, which rise
In hopes of Conquest, hardly shew one head;
Till now the sole appeareing Ararat
Call in the Arck; not warre, but weather-beat.

314

Though, if you take mee strictly in the word,
The King had beene noe looser by the flood,
Had Wales beene all one Wave; the French (aboord
In Glendour's Ayde) Surpriséd as they stood
In harbour, by some English Lords, make out
The Tunnage lost, & forfeit stock to boot.

315

Thus, what wee bring as Improprieties
In Language, carry Truth beyond their Sound;
Nature has noe fixt Scœne, vnless varieties
Are but one Same, the Order & the Ground;
As though the Quarrell had not beene of Men
But Elements themselues had warr'd agen.

316

The wilder two, (whom nothing els restrain's
But the Eternall will) had leave to play;
The Water threats the Earth; (but that remain's
The worke of fire kept for another Day;)
The fire (as though he had beene loose for all)
Boyles the Green Waues, & Rocks as Cinders fall.

317

So stood the Great Granado of the World.
(When matter gave it a continuall flame,)
A Spectacle of horror, in the curl'd
Mediterranean; & but hee's Lame,
Who wonders Vulcan has not trod on still
T'enlarge his shop, an Iland from a Hill?

318

This Prodigie to Sence, when Elements
(The Solder of the World) combat themselues
Strike through all causes; for the Accidents
Run to their Source & Share; this Combat delves
The world, & strange relentings teare the womb
Of Nature lost, if Either over-come.

319

The Equall Prodigies of Preiudice
To either Party, made them both awhile
Lye to their Safety; time not lost to advise
How to revenge; that Passion must boyle
Out all pretence of Men; thus Truth at first
Is Tyrrannye, or Treason, as 't is nurst.

320

The King retires, & leaues the Prince of Wales,
To make his Title, his Inheritance;
The French mean-while, with re-inspiréd Sayles
Come to ayde Glendoure; but the wing of France,
Is, by a stronger Pineon over-wrought;
Thus happy fates, Spring high, at setting out.

321

Some practises, the while, were made aloofe
In Scotland, to bring in the English Lords
There fled for Refuge; 'twas a Noble Roofe
That to preserve; the honour of Accords
Durst throw himselfe, a certaine loss, t'advise
Their Safetie; though his blood were made the price.

322

And thus Northumberland, wth Bardolfe, fled
To Wales; asham'd, or rather, more afeard
To breath the Civill Ayre; only the head
Of Treason is more confidently rear'd,
Where Minds incultivated, seed their owne
Thistles of Rage, to boast the highest growne.

323

For there Rebellion, as Religion
Is knowne alike; two long hard-sounding Words
And call'd the Planks Politicks make a bridge on
To keepe dry Soales; the whirl-pits drawne, were fords;
And Time but wore the Shallow & the Deepe;
One bottome Nature gaue, which they will keepe.

324

'Tis true; where finer subtleties haue crept,
As Wood-bine, they a tree, an Arbour make;
And cloath his Armes wth Glory; Nature Stript
All formes at first, that forméd things might take
Ioy in their Second Motions; & discover
The harmony they Sprung from; One all over.

325

Soe stands the vineyard of Humanitye
An orderly Consentive Policye;
Where pruneing Lawes lye by; till the inanitye
Of Branches call 'em out, lest the whole Dye;
And then the Rebel crawlers, feele the Edge
Of Prudence; Hee that setts, may keepe the Hedge.

326

But feircer Natures; (whose growne Rockye Sap
Prevents the Iuice of any sweeter soyle,)
Proud in the Ivye Coveringes, which wrap
Them to Destruction; hardly may, (with toyle)
Bee soe corrected; but they keepe a wild
Breeding, wth Choice, before the manur'd feild.

327

Thus was Glendour; who (though transplanted once,
Lick't his owne Principles from native Earth,)
Got only Spreading Sap; and could advance
A taller head, to make the like rude Birth
Of his owne forrest, guess that 'twas Hee stood
A Cædar, to preserve the vnderwood.

328

And wth the knack of freedome, soe leads on
His servile crue; as you may tingle Bees
Hee charmes the gaddings of opinion,
With the loud Cimball of their Liberties;
As they each Hummer'd, to his seuerall Bough
Hee knitts 'em all One Swarme, & Hives 'em soe.

329

Northumberland, (whose proper busines
Was here but refuge) only fill'd a Roome,
To small advantage; & the Welch-men lesse
Valew'd his Title then their owne at home:
Goes, where his Name, rais'd him a readie Power
(Without pretence) to equall out Glendour.

330

For forcive Names of the Nobilitye,
In former Times Spred a whole Countrey through,
And made a Cause; the Northerne Counties Hee
Led with his Name; What can his Heire doe now?
Thus through the world, what yet Olivia mournes,
Noble & Base haue Government by turnes.

331

How neare its ruine doth that People draw,
Where Giddy Clamour, gvides the whole affaire!
And surly Peasants have the Power of Law!
Monarchy mock't! Nobilitye a Snare
To catch Men! Vertue (wch has Glorious beene)
Worthy the Ostracisme of Vulgar Spleene.

332

Soe learnéd Athens, when Themistocles
Whose life (like Sun) ripéned her Olives out;
Or see her fate, (when Alcibiades
Whose glory was his Ruine; & to boote
Vtter subversion to the Towne & State;)
Lasht with the Rods of long-growne Spartan hate.

333

See Rome requiting her Camillus wounds;
Looke on the Brightest Buckler of her state
Eaten with Rust of Obloquye; what Grounds
For popular Suspitions? See, the Great
War-framéd Martius, by another Name
More knowne; the Consuls Largesse to his Fame.

334

See him an Exile, forc'd an Enimie,
By the ingratefull Herd, to arme himselfe
Against his Country; full in Pietye,
Desists from Rage, & wrack't vp in the Shelfe
Of great deservings; to the Power
Hee fell, wch hee had rays'd & rac'd before.

335

For spreading glories dazle weaker Eyes;
Batts, when the Eagle Rousts, torment the Ayre,
And in their dimme Dominion boast a prize
As proud, in Leather frocke, as all the faire
Sun-feather'd Birds; I Erre to bring you downe
By Similies; wee see it in our owne.

336

Soe haue wee lost the Priviledge, wch once
Wee gloried, in well-framéd Monarchye;
One Name for All; & greater Names, t' advance,
Their seuerall Clients; though the Instance be
But rude, in some perticulers, th' intent
Stood, a true Piramid, in Government.

337

Loe here a Breach; as vnder any forme
Where frayle Materialls put in to support,
Faile in their office; it may be a harme
Vnto the building; must in any sort
Be preiudiciall, though wee hardly raze
Firme Structures, when some Pillar shrinks his Place.

338

Northumberland, (whose long vnsteddy head
Threatned, in the next Storme, to leaue the Wall;
And with the Raines of Discord, crumbéled,
A worne faint Buttresse;) now at length must fall;
Thus an ill-temper'd Ciment not alone
Eats it selfe Empty, but betrayes the Stone.

339

Hee can noe longer trifle, his relent
For second Pardons, warrant the third Crime;
And 'tis a Losse, not to be confident
Where the Necessitye enforceth him;
Necessitye a Tyrant; tell mee how
Hee has kept himselfe who tearing One makes two?

340

Soe when a Storme-tost vessel (who durst brave
The Ocean, with full Sayles) is over-wrought
With Mountaine-Billowes; & the fatall wave
Has torne her Ribbs; it is not to be thought
From what Considerations, men dare leape
To combat, what they fear'd, & sometimes scape.

341

But euery Arme, must not attaine the Shore
Of his Attempt; Northumberland is weake
And ere the Tenth wave come, is tumbled ore;
The Surge has swept him in; or may wee Speake
It to the Story? if you'le looke vpon't
A lower Patent, stood for Place, & won't.

342

Against all Rule of Title; but indeed
The forcive honour is but where it flowes;
A worthy fountaine, whence it doth proceed;
And he who stands invicem, may oppose
An Earle discended; Comes, though it meant
A nearness, was not given to breed Contempt.

343

Short is: the Sheriffe of Yorkeshire by his Power
Attach't the Earle if it may be exprest
Soe, to his Office; though indeed it bore
Another face, yet 'twas but an Arrest
Of Treason; Treason, which then brought the Peers
To fall, & now to sitt as Commōners.

344

Soe fell Northumberland; & better Dye,
Extinguish't in the flame then keep a Snuffe
In the darke Sockett, or ranke Infamye;
Who live degrade themselves; who Dye, Enough,
They perish in their Seekings; the disgrace
Blowes vp their Ashes, in their Nephewe's face.

345

Thus the worne People (though perhaps they sate
Vnder a heavy hand; for Tyrrannie
In vsurpation is not wondred at)
Resist the Invader; finding Libertie
But to their Quiet; rather trusting one
A Tyrant, deem'd; then a whole Army knowne.

346

Soe when Timoleon went to vindicate
His strange Zeale; Murder wrought out Pietie;
The poore Sicilians; (borne to the sad Fate
Of Tyrant rule,) yet rather chose to be
Quarter'd by Dionisius, & the haught
Icetes; then haue Libertye, soe bought.

347

For though the chaine of Tyrranye soe brought
Them low, and gall'd the withers of their will;
They kept the Teeme, & groan'd the Burthen out,
Rather then have the Gad-flyes of an ill-
Disposéd Army, on their shoulders feed,
As lately Pharax, & Calippus did.

348

And as it is long Tyrranny that keepes
Men servile to the Power; soe Power of Warre
From the first Egge of Libertie, out-Creepes
A fatall Serpent; doe not say how far
From truth, some formes are not in Reason reach't;
Hydra & Amphisbæna thus were hatch't.

349

The Age (it seemes) after soe great a Birth
In Treason, as his owne, broke in the Cell;
Slipt her Rebellions, like rude Molaes forth,
Though many Lusts conspiring made her Swell;
For Treason, like the first-borne Man, will brooke
Noe Brother, least his Sacrifice be tooke.

350

Nor may wee wonder much, (if Adages
Carry their weight, put into either Scale)
They Copied from the King, & were but his
Weake Imitators; for who is't shall call
Northumberland a Traitor? or deprave
The Subtle Glendour, but with Harrie's Leave?

351

Northumberland, noe more; & Glendour (now
Sick in his vndertaking) Sues for Peace;
'Tis granted what the King may give; but how
May Kings give quiet? Pardon, if they please.
Many like Butterflies, vpon the flower
Of Life but Spawn's a worme shall it Devour.

352

Hee who had read the Ephemerides
Of Fate; & could repeat his owne, by roat,
Falls Retrograde; & the Great Wolfe (to please
Old Prophesies) wanders a Montaine Goate;
Soe when our hopes are fled, wee take the wild
Of Furie; leape the hedge & run the feild.

353

Thus Glendour, while a Rebel made his owne
Way, to his Will; now reconciléd finds
Noe path to tread in; wand'ring vp & downe
Makes all the world his Grate; for broken Minds
Suggest a Terror, which their Fancy Spreads;
Destruction yet must follow where it leads.

354

Hee now a wretch, not worthy of the Ayre
To Breath in, nor the Earth to beare his bones;
Flyes both, & keeps a Diet; (which his care
Wrote Legible) in a Cave, for the Nonce;
As Nature had Intended Nothing more
Then such a Coffin, for (her Shame) Glendour.

355

And now the King growne Potent, in his owne,
Gives Light to others, how to valew him;
As by his turnéd hand, the fate were showne
To other Princes; France, (the Noblest Limne
Of Europe, Synnew-Shrunke) must fall, or stand
To the determination of his Hand.

356

'Tis from our Story, that wee should repeat
The mighty factions were late growne in France;
But to our purpose: Burgundie (who yet
Felt the guilt gripe of late-slaine Orleans,)
Did feare his Son; & others in Relation
Might thinke vpon 't, though to an other Passion.

357

Hee early sends to Harry for his Aide
Pretending danger, in the King's behalfe;
Harrye gave sober Cautions, yet afraid,
The Rent might heale its selfe; for Princes laugh
When Neighbour Kingdomes grone; & then if blood
Might carry it, how Equally they stood!

358

Harry to keepe it open sends some Men
In ayde of Burgundie; the cause is made
In the Complaint, as Iust, as had it beene
T'affirme the Diademe to his owne head;
Hee's a weake Captaine first who doth not mind
His ground, & then draws vp, for Sun & wind.

359

But Orleans, (who knew the Interest
Of Princes, made all the causes overweight)
Propounds advantages, soe well-exprest
And soe Conclusive, by his Delegate;
That Harry Smiles to See the way lay'd out
Hee meant to goe, made nearer, then hee thought.

360

Indeed hee could not to the ancient claime
Of England, vrge a Right, wch they not brought
A Voluntarie offer; but how lame
Are Treaties where noe Single End is Sought?
For delving Princes iustle when they meet,
Till a fresh Mine be Rak'd, by stronger feet.

361

Soe may wee fancy, the more Politicke
Molls, (who in fatter Soyles, have Seigneiorie)
Can ill allow a Stranger, but will prick
Another Seame, & soe run diverslye
In their Dominion; that the Alien must
Sterve in her Trenches, or newe Lobbyes thrust.

362

Haue you not some-time seene cover a Brooke,
A Cast of Haggards,—cunning to the flight—
Worke out their owne Advantage to over-looke
The trembling Quarrye, from a greater height?
In them behold, How Emulateing Kings
Cutt Ayre, to fill their Tallons by their wings!

363

But Orleance, (when now the King had sent
His Ayds to him, & broke with Burgundie)
Slacks his engagement; to the Discontent
Of the English, who now wasted Normandie;
As Sicles, to another Harvest put,
They Eat the Sheaves vp where their wage they doubt.

364

Yet when he saw the Sword of preiudice,
Which either way in probabilitie
Might fall; for while the Angry English Lyes
Vnsatisfied, more then an Enemye
They Spoyl'd the Countrey; & his fears portend
They were too potent to be kept a freind.

365

For Allies, ioyning wth an Equall force
Worke out their owne designes, in helpe of those
Who call'd em in; & leave the party worse
Engagéd, to their freinds, then by their foes;
And Belgia, only (in a firméd state
Wrought out by others) has been fortunate.

366

Therfore, as Generall, when he had Summ'd
Himselfe, & drawne the Action by a Claime
Of Circumstance, where to be overcome
Was but a certaine fate; or trye againe
The doubtfull Stroake, wth those who holpe him once;
His single Prize run on a Double Chance.

367

Hee meets with Clarence, to Capitulate;
Both seeming Confident, yet neither hott;
And vpon termes, gave over in the Sett,
For Orleance, had the Dice, to save his Blott,
The Stakes were new, but franks, good husbands growne,
They drew; but Harrie next play's it a Crowne.

368

The English thus dismist; for Orleance
Hung in a broken Tide, & either must
fforfeit himselfe or teare the Womb of France;
A Paricide as high as Neroe's Lust:
For who dare offer Sacrifice soe Strange,
As a whole Nation to his owne Revenge?

369

Now may the factions Equally Contest,
Or by vnequall hazards open out
The Seame, wch fate, by Iron Time had prest
Smooth, & becoming France; for over-wrought,
Not destinye can make her Garment fitt
All Bodies; some, are made to furnish it.

370

The Great Reserve of fate, to wear the Robe
In France, is now wrapt in a Cloud, at home,—
His Father's Anger; the Congested Globe
Hinders the Light, which in full Rayes would come
To the obsequious Moone; while the King Lives
All Light is Borrowed, & his Son Derives.

371

But as I said, the Earth of misreport,
Knitt vp a Bodie, t'interpose that Light
Might Orbe him out; the Maggots of the Court
Eate into favour; where they bred, they bite;
Vnnaturall foolish wormes! who 'gainst the Lawes
Of Nature, Live but to devour their Cause.

372

Age & Infirmitye (when I soe Speake
I fold vp Man, one Peice; Bodie, & Mind)
Are Iealous; Iealousie, which in the weake
Sand of distemper Bask's it selfe to find
Ill-operateing Ant-Eggs; (if wee tread
From story, Hee that's Guilty, shakes his Head.)

373

Somewhat, which might incite the King's behalfe
In preiudice to what the Prince might Act,
Was his owne Guilt; for they are never safe
Who weare their Titles by a Præ-contract
In Treason; where a Crowne is all the Ayme
If King prevent not, Fathers but the same.

374

Example, as a Parent; when the Sad
Remembrance strikes him, thinks 't may move his Son
Vnto the like Attempt; for now hee weigh'd
His Act a Crime; & wish't it were vndone;
Lest now his Son, following but the Traine
Himselfe laid out, were ripened fitt to raigne.

375

These sad disturbances, vnto his Soule,
Had worne him thin; Indeed the Prince (whose Youth
Was full of Spirit) loved not the Controule
Of a strict hand; yet never knew the growth
Of Disobedience; to a Rebel Thought
Misconstrued, in his Actions rais'd the Doubt.

376

'Tis Turkish Policy, to make a Doubt
In Blood, & strangle Heires in Iealousie;
Where trusted Ianizaries stand about
The Tyrant, Missives to his Crueltye;
Though wee but call the Turke soe Politicke,
Wee saw it lately Acted, Catholicke.

377

Still in an Agéd Tyrrannie whose Oyle
Crusts in the Lampe, the Glories of a Bright
Far-shineing Torch is Blaméd, to revile,
In its acknowledgment, the low-Spent Light;
Security's a point which few can draw
In Nature, but's a Common Line in Law.

378

Till now the Prince, (whose Recollection
Was a strict Spunge vnto his Errors past)
Falls at his Father's feet, in a Subiection
Worthy his double Duty; & soe Grac'd
His vindication, to the Royall Eare
It charm'd the Evill Spirit of his Feare.

379

Sir, if I merit Death, I bring a Life,
Glad I may satisfie my selfe & you
With one Act; 'tis your owne; or rather, if
My hand be Guilty, let it punish too;
Nor can it construed, as selfe-Murder be;
'Tis or a Iustice, or a Pietye.

380

If I haue sought what some perhaps Suggest,
This Easie Iustice were below my Choice,
If 't be an Iniurye; yet haveing prest
Your Royall Heart, my Death but Satisfyes
Worthily to enlarge your soule; I breath
Vngratefull to my Life, to feare a Death.

381

The King melts to his Zeale; soe when a wind
Has long ore-run, the Earth, wth chilling force
The supplyant fruites offer themselves as pin'd
In such a Fury, & diverts his Course;
The same Cloud, breakes in a refreshing Shower
To Ripen, what it threat'ned to Devour.

382

And now, the King (who by Rebellion
Purchast his Glory), seated, suffered in
His Crime; & liv'd but in progression,
Of the Same Act; his Raigne was All one thin
Much-fretted veile of Loyaltie, whose Rent
Made by himselfe, Caught others as he went.

383

For first the Rebell Lords & proud Glendoure
Vexéd his Throne, the best part of his Raigne;
Scarce that appeas'd, but an Affliction more
Pressing, Involves him; Euen his Blood, to staine
Him through, is taxéd; & least Hee might part
Calmely, his Rebell Spirits surround his heart.

384

Hee, in himselfe, finds Monarchye dissolv'd;
And seated vigour, violently led
A Captive by Rebellious pangues involv'd;
An Apoplexie Strikes, through the Head,
And his sicke Temples burne, to beare that Crowne
They beat to Compasse; Now too late, too soone.

385

His Bodie thus Surpriséd, what remaines
But he may know himselfe Depos'd, alike
As Richard, bound in Paraliticke Chains
Vnder a Tirant's Grate; who till he strike
Insults wth a bold Storme; & to his face
Twitts him, with all the follies of his Place.

386

Not Richard now (whose Resignation
His weaknes was, his merit soe his Crime;)
Appear'd more abiect; Harrie bleeds Compassion
Vpon that Dust; soe knead 'em; & but Time
The Accident of Life, decides how much
Richard was weake & Harrie was not Such.

387

Now the Blacke Cloud gathers vpon his Orbe;
And the Refractions of his Spirit Gild
Only the Hemme of Life; wee not disturbe
His parting Breath; for when you haue beheld

Him, See All Kings, as Men. But lest the Text
Bee maiméd here, 'tis made out, in the next.

The End.