Great Brittaines Generall Ioyes Londons Glorious Triumphes. Dedicated to the Immortall memorie of the ioyfull Mariage of the two famous and illustrious Princes, Fredericke and Elizabeth. Celebrated the 14. of Februarie, being S. Valentines day. With the Instalment of the sayd potent Prince Fredericke at Windsore, the 7. of Februarie aforesaid [by Anthony Nixon] |
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TO THE MOST LEARNED AND COMPLEAT Gentleman William Redman of great Shelford in the Countie of Cambridge Esquire.
I not respect the pride of common prayse,
Nor the disdaine of Fooles, abusing kind;
Rude Ignorance her thoughts could neuer raise
To iudge of Wisedome, or to know the Minde:
My heart in this, shall euer be precise,
To wish the loue of few, so they be wise:
Nor the disdaine of Fooles, abusing kind;
Rude Ignorance her thoughts could neuer raise
To iudge of Wisedome, or to know the Minde:
My heart in this, shall euer be precise,
To wish the loue of few, so they be wise:
Thus to the wight, whose thoughts are still deuine,
In whom a worthy honour'd heart doth raigne:
Where Wisedome in her best attire doth shine,
And all the vertues, voyde of all disdaine:
To such am I transferd, my Muse doth vow
To honour such a wight; and such are you.
In whom a worthy honour'd heart doth raigne:
Where Wisedome in her best attire doth shine,
And all the vertues, voyde of all disdaine:
To such am I transferd, my Muse doth vow
To honour such a wight; and such are you.
By the true honorer of your learning and vertue, A. N.
Great Brittaines generall Ioyes.
Londons glorious Triumphes
Yov sacred Spirits, that haunt Pernassus spring,
And pierce the skies, raysing from lowest dust,
(With scaring thoughts, mounted on Pegas wing)
Euen whom you list, and whom you list downe thrust:
You whom the Muses all doe ioyntly greet,
My weakling Muse doth many wishes make:
(You that drinke Nectar and Ambrosia sweet,)
That some of you, her taske would vndertake,
And shew the profits, prayse, and dignitie,
Of this Diuine-bred Nuptiall vnitie:
For if true Glory, or stabilitie,
In bodyes Politique, or Naturall,
Hath ere been gaynd, it came from vnitie;
The soundresse and true gouernesse of all:
For as in bodyes Naturall we see,
VVhere differing Elements are euer found;
They yet in equall mixture doe agree,
Making each seuerall Complexion sound,
VVhen with a mutuall reference to either,
The hot doth cleare the cold, the moyst the dry:
But when there is a tarring strife together
Which shall be great, which beare Supremacie;
The litle world of Man is quite vndone;
Nor can the Minde (being King thereof) indure,
Where such insulting humours ouer-runne,
To liue within a Kingdome so vnsure.
And pierce the skies, raysing from lowest dust,
(With scaring thoughts, mounted on Pegas wing)
Euen whom you list, and whom you list downe thrust:
You whom the Muses all doe ioyntly greet,
My weakling Muse doth many wishes make:
(You that drinke Nectar and Ambrosia sweet,)
That some of you, her taske would vndertake,
And shew the profits, prayse, and dignitie,
Of this Diuine-bred Nuptiall vnitie:
For if true Glory, or stabilitie,
Hath ere been gaynd, it came from vnitie;
The soundresse and true gouernesse of all:
For as in bodyes Naturall we see,
VVhere differing Elements are euer found;
They yet in equall mixture doe agree,
Making each seuerall Complexion sound,
VVhen with a mutuall reference to either,
The hot doth cleare the cold, the moyst the dry:
But when there is a tarring strife together
Which shall be great, which beare Supremacie;
The litle world of Man is quite vndone;
Nor can the Minde (being King thereof) indure,
Where such insulting humours ouer-runne,
To liue within a Kingdome so vnsure.
Euen thus in Bodies politicke it stands,
Where contrary conditions yet agree,
Where Soueraigne power with Equity commaunds,
And powers subordinate obedient bee:
But if that spirits turbulent be found,
To stirre vp factious strifes within the State;
As many such doe in each Land abound,
Mayntayning discord with inueterate hate.
Let them know this, they worke in what them lyes,
To marre the Musicke of this sweete Consent:
And as malignant Opposites, deuise
Against the Soueraigne state and regiment.
They erre in blindnes much, that will not see
What excellent occurrents may befall,
By this Coniunctions heauenly harmony
Confirm'd on earth by powers Celestiall.
For set aside the profits that may rise
To'th Palsgraues Land and this, by their comerce,
(As that whereon a Common-wealth relyes)
It shall be heere more fitting to reherse,
The fame, and glorious state, and dignity,
That in this Sea-wald Ile will euer spring,
By this Deuine Coniunction, which will bee
Common to both the Subiect, as the King.
For if before the Palsgraues force did stand
Strong, both when Spaine, and Rome was bent thereto;
If then it chekt them, hauing but one hand?
Now ioynd with ours, what power hath it to doe?
With Flowers therefore each man strewes the way,
For though this Land were often blest of yore,
Yet Hymen makes this his chiefe Holy-day,
For that it neuer was true prou'd before:
Now th'ayre is sweeter farre then the sweet Balme
The Earth begins with Verdure to be dight;
The Satyrs now doe daunce about the Palme;
All thinges giue perfect signe of their delight:
Now do the Birdes record new harmony,
Now Trees, and euery thing that Nature breeds;
Doe whistle their consenting melody,
And clad it selfe with fresh and pleasant weeds:
And why? Eliza, flower of second Troy,
Enioyes her Frederick; both haue mutuall ioy.
Oh Hymen, father of all Nuptiall rites,
Begun on earth, and registred in Heauen,
Graunt these conioyned Princes, faire delights,
And free them from false hearts, and thoughts vneuen.
The Princely enioyers of this Vnion,
That in the sacred band of loue are twynd,
Are both from Kinges, and lignes Imperiall sprung,
And by their match, great Kingdomes are combinde:
By it great Brittaine, and the Palsgraues Land,
Shall checke the Popish pride with fierce Alarme,
And make it in much trepidation stand,
When both their Colours shall ioyne arme in arme:
And (thus conioyned) shall tryumphant flye,
Both in one line of Loue and Dignitie.
Where contrary conditions yet agree,
Where Soueraigne power with Equity commaunds,
And powers subordinate obedient bee:
But if that spirits turbulent be found,
To stirre vp factious strifes within the State;
As many such doe in each Land abound,
Mayntayning discord with inueterate hate.
Let them know this, they worke in what them lyes,
To marre the Musicke of this sweete Consent:
And as malignant Opposites, deuise
Against the Soueraigne state and regiment.
They erre in blindnes much, that will not see
What excellent occurrents may befall,
By this Coniunctions heauenly harmony
Confirm'd on earth by powers Celestiall.
To'th Palsgraues Land and this, by their comerce,
(As that whereon a Common-wealth relyes)
It shall be heere more fitting to reherse,
The fame, and glorious state, and dignity,
That in this Sea-wald Ile will euer spring,
By this Deuine Coniunction, which will bee
Common to both the Subiect, as the King.
For if before the Palsgraues force did stand
Strong, both when Spaine, and Rome was bent thereto;
If then it chekt them, hauing but one hand?
Now ioynd with ours, what power hath it to doe?
With Flowers therefore each man strewes the way,
For though this Land were often blest of yore,
Yet Hymen makes this his chiefe Holy-day,
For that it neuer was true prou'd before:
Now th'ayre is sweeter farre then the sweet Balme
The Earth begins with Verdure to be dight;
The Satyrs now doe daunce about the Palme;
All thinges giue perfect signe of their delight:
Now do the Birdes record new harmony,
Now Trees, and euery thing that Nature breeds;
Doe whistle their consenting melody,
And clad it selfe with fresh and pleasant weeds:
And why? Eliza, flower of second Troy,
Enioyes her Frederick; both haue mutuall ioy.
Oh Hymen, father of all Nuptiall rites,
Begun on earth, and registred in Heauen,
Graunt these conioyned Princes, faire delights,
And free them from false hearts, and thoughts vneuen.
The Princely enioyers of this Vnion,
That in the sacred band of loue are twynd,
And by their match, great Kingdomes are combinde:
By it great Brittaine, and the Palsgraues Land,
Shall checke the Popish pride with fierce Alarme,
And make it in much trepidation stand,
When both their Colours shall ioyne arme in arme:
And (thus conioyned) shall tryumphant flye,
Both in one line of Loue and Dignitie.
ELIZABETH, to whom God giues,
Fulnes of Peace, in which she liues:
Fulnes of God, her name so importes,
How well her Name, and Nature sortes?
ELIZAES eyes are blessed Starres,
Inducing Peace, traducing Warres;
ELIZAES hand is Christall bright,
Her wordes are Balme, her lookes are light:
ELIZAES Brest is that same hill,
Where Vertue dwels, and sacred skill:
Oh blessed be each day and hower,
Where this ELIZA builds her Bower.
Fulnes of Peace, in which she liues:
Fulnes of God, her name so importes,
How well her Name, and Nature sortes?
ELIZAES eyes are blessed Starres,
Inducing Peace, traducing Warres;
ELIZAES hand is Christall bright,
Her wordes are Balme, her lookes are light:
ELIZAES Brest is that same hill,
Where Vertue dwels, and sacred skill:
Oh blessed be each day and hower,
Where this ELIZA builds her Bower.
Thou great Pince Palatine, and Prime elector,
That didst for our Prince lately with vs greeue:
And whilom woodst with woe, now heauens protector
To hard beginninges, ioyfull endes doth giue.
Thy welcome first, was a sad Funerall,
Which now's transformd to a ioyfull Nuptiall.
Thou found'st vs glad at thy arriuall heere,
And hadst had entertainement to thy state,
Had not Heauens hand turn'd all to mournefull cheere,
And to our ioyes, giuen so vntimely date.
Yet are they now reuiu'd for griefes are gon,
Our hopes are happy in thy Coniunction.
Oh Nuptiall vnity, produ'ct from Heauen,
To propagate thy blessings in this Lande;
Why should disioyned hearts, with thoughts vneuen,
Refuse the grace of thine algiuing hand?
That adst to profit, pleasure, friends, and fame,
Maintainst Religion in her sacred seate,
Giu'st Brittains Ile a neuer-dying name,
And such a Stile as euer will be great:
Great in the glory of her present state,
Great in the setled hopes of times to come,
Great in preuenting of all forraine luce,
Great in preseruing of her peace at home:
Great in this match, great in her wealth and fame:
In all thinges great, as is Great Brittains name.
By Vnity, perfectious things are gaynd:
Detects are bred by Dissipation;
By Concord was the Romaine state maintaind,
By Discord brought to desolation.
Witnesse the outstretcht rule and Royalties
That time through their disiunction hath decayd;
Now chang'd to poore weake states, and seigniories,
Which once vnited, all the world obayd:
So Fraunce, and Spaine, and other parts can tell,
The braine-sicke battaile of disseuered bands,
VVhose sad memorials yet can witnesse well,
The horrid Actes of dis-vnited hands.
That didst for our Prince lately with vs greeue:
And whilom woodst with woe, now heauens protector
To hard beginninges, ioyfull endes doth giue.
Thy welcome first, was a sad Funerall,
Which now's transformd to a ioyfull Nuptiall.
Thou found'st vs glad at thy arriuall heere,
And hadst had entertainement to thy state,
Had not Heauens hand turn'd all to mournefull cheere,
And to our ioyes, giuen so vntimely date.
Our hopes are happy in thy Coniunction.
Oh Nuptiall vnity, produ'ct from Heauen,
To propagate thy blessings in this Lande;
Why should disioyned hearts, with thoughts vneuen,
Refuse the grace of thine algiuing hand?
That adst to profit, pleasure, friends, and fame,
Maintainst Religion in her sacred seate,
Giu'st Brittains Ile a neuer-dying name,
And such a Stile as euer will be great:
Great in the glory of her present state,
Great in the setled hopes of times to come,
Great in preuenting of all forraine luce,
Great in preseruing of her peace at home:
Great in this match, great in her wealth and fame:
In all thinges great, as is Great Brittains name.
By Vnity, perfectious things are gaynd:
Detects are bred by Dissipation;
By Concord was the Romaine state maintaind,
By Discord brought to desolation.
Witnesse the outstretcht rule and Royalties
That time through their disiunction hath decayd;
Now chang'd to poore weake states, and seigniories,
Which once vnited, all the world obayd:
So Fraunce, and Spaine, and other parts can tell,
The braine-sicke battaile of disseuered bands,
VVhose sad memorials yet can witnesse well,
The horrid Actes of dis-vnited hands.
In former times, on vs strange Nations
(As Danes, and Saxons, hearing our dissention)
Oft plagu'd this Land with strong inuasions,
Still working on the wracke of our Contention:
Whose loftie pride, and high insulting power,
Did many hundred yeares vsurping stand,
When Seauen deuided Kingdomes did deuoure
The fame, the state, and riches of the Land.
But how shall euer Time forget to tell,
The Tragicke actions of that bloody Warre,
That in this Kingdome many yeeres befell
Betwixt the Houses Yorke and Lancaster?
VVhere Englands honour 'gainst it selfe was arm'd;
Saint George against Saint George, did lift his hand:
Nature by Nature, was vnkindly harm'd;
Blood did 'gainst Blood, in opposition stand.
(As Danes, and Saxons, hearing our dissention)
Still working on the wracke of our Contention:
Whose loftie pride, and high insulting power,
Did many hundred yeares vsurping stand,
When Seauen deuided Kingdomes did deuoure
The fame, the state, and riches of the Land.
But how shall euer Time forget to tell,
The Tragicke actions of that bloody Warre,
That in this Kingdome many yeeres befell
Betwixt the Houses Yorke and Lancaster?
VVhere Englands honour 'gainst it selfe was arm'd;
Saint George against Saint George, did lift his hand:
Nature by Nature, was vnkindly harm'd;
Blood did 'gainst Blood, in opposition stand.
And if the sacred hand of Vnitie,
Had left vntun'd the stringes of their debate,
Mischiefe, with vnpreuented Miserie,
Had wrought the vtter ruine of the State:
But God, and good foresight, preuent such ill,
That no eclipse of Glory may befall:
But that this Vnitie may flourish still,
To be the power-full safegard of vs all:
That so the Imperiall Ensignes of this Land,
And the Prince Palatines admired fame,
In high Maiesticke glory long may stand,
To dignifie their glorious Countries name.
And that the Nobles of each Land, may ioyne,
As well in for raine, as Domesticke state,
By peace and warre, to make their Glories shine,
Extended farther then the power of fate:
Wishing that they, whom Honour thus combines,
May mutually partake in peace and warres:
And as an ofspring from the glorious lines,
Of royall Princes, Kinges, and Emperours,
Still in one Center of Coniuction rest;
That both their Glories so may long time stand,
And with their seuerall farre spreading Crests,
Make knowne their Fames to many a forraine Land.
Had left vntun'd the stringes of their debate,
Mischiefe, with vnpreuented Miserie,
Had wrought the vtter ruine of the State:
But God, and good foresight, preuent such ill,
That no eclipse of Glory may befall:
But that this Vnitie may flourish still,
To be the power-full safegard of vs all:
That so the Imperiall Ensignes of this Land,
And the Prince Palatines admired fame,
In high Maiesticke glory long may stand,
To dignifie their glorious Countries name.
And that the Nobles of each Land, may ioyne,
As well in for raine, as Domesticke state,
By peace and warre, to make their Glories shine,
Extended farther then the power of fate:
Wishing that they, whom Honour thus combines,
And as an ofspring from the glorious lines,
Of royall Princes, Kinges, and Emperours,
Still in one Center of Coniuction rest;
That both their Glories so may long time stand,
And with their seuerall farre spreading Crests,
Make knowne their Fames to many a forraine Land.
So shall the Princely heads of this faire frame,
VVith peacefull Scepters both their Countries sway:
So shall they keepe Religion, Rule, and Name,
That they haue still mayntayned to this day:
That God, that is the God of Vnion,
First founder of all vndeuided thinges,
May guide the state of this Coniunction,
And make it happy in a line of Kinges,
Which from their Princely stocke may grace both climes,
And euermore continue Soueraigntie,
In all high Honour, till the end of times,
And the beginning of eternitie.
VVith peacefull Scepters both their Countries sway:
So shall they keepe Religion, Rule, and Name,
That they haue still mayntayned to this day:
That God, that is the God of Vnion,
First founder of all vndeuided thinges,
May guide the state of this Coniunction,
And make it happy in a line of Kinges,
Which from their Princely stocke may grace both climes,
And euermore continue Soueraigntie,
In all high Honour, till the end of times,
And the beginning of eternitie.
Deo Trino, et uni Gloria
Hymens Holiday,
or the Mariage day of the two famous Princes, being S. Valentines day.
Descend you sicred Daughters of King Ioue,
Apollo's louely Darlings, leaue your Mount,
And those delightsome sweet Castalian Springs,
That warble with their siluer winding waues,
Making soft Musicke in their gentle glide.
Clio, thou sagest of the sisters Nine,
Conduct thy lustie company to Court,
Great Brittains Court, on earth an earthly Heauen:
There take suruey of saire Elizabeth,
And in her prayse, tune your heroicke Songs:
Write, write you Chronicles of Time and Fame,
That kepee remembrance golden Register;
And recommende to Times eternitie
Her honours height, and wonders of her Age:
Wonders of her, that reasons reach transcend,
Such wonders as haue set the world at gaze:
Elizabeth, whose worth, all English hearts
Admire at home, and so doe forraigne parts.
Clio, proclaime with golden Trumpe, and Pen,
This happy VVedding-day, this Nuptiall-day,
Ore Europs bounds take wing, and make thy flight
Through melting Ayre, from wher's the rising Sunne
Gallops the Zodiack, in his fiery VVayne,
Euen to the brinke where I hetis in her Bower,
Receaues the weary Bridegroome of the Sea,
Beyond Graund CAYRE by Nilus lus slymy bankes,
Ouer the wilde and sandy Affricke Playnes,
Along the frozen Shoare of I anais,
VVhose Icye crust Apollo can not thaw:
Euen there, and round about this earthly Ball,
Proclayme the daies of Brittains happynesse,
The dayes of Peace and Victory proclaime,
And let this gladsome Nuptiall day be first,
This Wedding day (beginning of much blisse)
Set downe this day in Characters of Gold,
And marke it with a Stone as white as milke:
This cheerefull Wedding day weare Eglantine,
And wreaths of Roses redde and white put on
In honour of this day, you louely Nymphes:
And Pæans sing, your sweet melodious songs,
Along the chaulky Clifts of Albion;
Lead all Great Brittaynes Shepheards in a daunce,
Ore Hill and Dale, and Downes, and Daisey plottes:
And be this day Great Brittaynes Holy-day,
That thus vnites the royall hearts and hands
Of these two Princes, in Loues holy bandes;
Bee multiplide the number of their yeeres,
Their yeeres, that may prolong our golden daies,
Wherein we still in safetie may abide,
And they may raigne and rule in Honours height:
So may they long, and euer may they so,
Vntoucht of traytrous hand, and tretcherous foe.
Apollo's louely Darlings, leaue your Mount,
And those delightsome sweet Castalian Springs,
That warble with their siluer winding waues,
Making soft Musicke in their gentle glide.
Clio, thou sagest of the sisters Nine,
Conduct thy lustie company to Court,
Great Brittains Court, on earth an earthly Heauen:
There take suruey of saire Elizabeth,
And in her prayse, tune your heroicke Songs:
Write, write you Chronicles of Time and Fame,
That kepee remembrance golden Register;
And recommende to Times eternitie
Her honours height, and wonders of her Age:
Wonders of her, that reasons reach transcend,
Such wonders as haue set the world at gaze:
Admire at home, and so doe forraigne parts.
Clio, proclaime with golden Trumpe, and Pen,
This happy VVedding-day, this Nuptiall-day,
Ore Europs bounds take wing, and make thy flight
Through melting Ayre, from wher's the rising Sunne
Gallops the Zodiack, in his fiery VVayne,
Euen to the brinke where I hetis in her Bower,
Receaues the weary Bridegroome of the Sea,
Beyond Graund CAYRE by Nilus lus slymy bankes,
Ouer the wilde and sandy Affricke Playnes,
Along the frozen Shoare of I anais,
VVhose Icye crust Apollo can not thaw:
Euen there, and round about this earthly Ball,
Proclayme the daies of Brittains happynesse,
The dayes of Peace and Victory proclaime,
And let this gladsome Nuptiall day be first,
This Wedding day (beginning of much blisse)
Set downe this day in Characters of Gold,
And marke it with a Stone as white as milke:
This cheerefull Wedding day weare Eglantine,
And wreaths of Roses redde and white put on
In honour of this day, you louely Nymphes:
And Pæans sing, your sweet melodious songs,
Along the chaulky Clifts of Albion;
Lead all Great Brittaynes Shepheards in a daunce,
Ore Hill and Dale, and Downes, and Daisey plottes:
And be this day Great Brittaynes Holy-day,
That thus vnites the royall hearts and hands
Of these two Princes, in Loues holy bandes;
Bee multiplide the number of their yeeres,
Their yeeres, that may prolong our golden daies,
And they may raigne and rule in Honours height:
So may they long, and euer may they so,
Vntoucht of traytrous hand, and tretcherous foe.
This Nuptiall day being celebrated thus,
Is to Great Brittaine, Hymens Holiday:
The day of ioy, the day of iollitie,
That young and old, and all doe celebrate:
Muses and Graces, Gods and Goddesses,
Adorne, adore, and celebrate this day:
The meanest with the mightiest may in this,
Expresse his loue, for loyaltie alike,
Blazons affections force in Lord and Lowne,
In honour of this VVedding day behold,
How young and old, and high and low reioyce.
England hath put a face of gladnesse on;
And Court and Countrie caroll both their prayse,
And in their honour, tune a thousand Layes.
Behold, in honour of this happy day,
What Poems and triumphals London singes:
What holy Hymnes and sacrifice of thankes,
Englands Metropolis as Incense sondes;
And in the sound of Cymbals, Trumps, and Shalmes,
In honour of Eliza and great Fredericks name,
(To whom his life he owes, and offers vp)
VVith songes of ioy for this long lookt-for day;
This Nuptiall day, wherein we all enioy
Such perfect comfort throughout Brutes new Troy.
Is to Great Brittaine, Hymens Holiday:
The day of ioy, the day of iollitie,
That young and old, and all doe celebrate:
Muses and Graces, Gods and Goddesses,
Adorne, adore, and celebrate this day:
The meanest with the mightiest may in this,
Expresse his loue, for loyaltie alike,
Blazons affections force in Lord and Lowne,
In honour of this VVedding day behold,
How young and old, and high and low reioyce.
England hath put a face of gladnesse on;
And Court and Countrie caroll both their prayse,
And in their honour, tune a thousand Layes.
Behold, in honour of this happy day,
What Poems and triumphals London singes:
What holy Hymnes and sacrifice of thankes,
Englands Metropolis as Incense sondes;
And in the sound of Cymbals, Trumps, and Shalmes,
In honour of Eliza and great Fredericks name,
(To whom his life he owes, and offers vp)
VVith songes of ioy for this long lookt-for day;
This Nuptiall day, wherein we all enioy
Such perfect comfort throughout Brutes new Troy.
VVith vs in simpathy of sweete accord,
All English Subiectes ioyne, and hearts and hands,
Of prayses and of hearty prayers send
Thankes-giuing for the blessings and the grace,
The gracious blessinges on this day powr'd downe
This blessed day, wherein these blessed Princes,
(The peoples peace, their Countries happy fate)
Are both conioynd in Matrimoniall state.
All English Subiectes ioyne, and hearts and hands,
Of prayses and of hearty prayers send
Thankes-giuing for the blessings and the grace,
The gracious blessinges on this day powr'd downe
This blessed day, wherein these blessed Princes,
(The peoples peace, their Countries happy fate)
Are both conioynd in Matrimoniall state.
And in this generall plaudite and applause,
And celebration of this ioyfull day,
VVherein pale Enuie, iustly vanquished,
Giues way vnto the vertues of these Princes,
And wounded with remembrance of their names,
Hath taken wing, and made amaine from hence,
To murmure that he durst not here disgorge,
And breath his discontentments ouer Sea,
Among those gracelesse fugitiues, that thirst
For nothing more, then dangerous change of times,
And alteration of a setled State.
That rabble of vnnaturall Englishmen,
VVhose base reuolt (infamous through the world)
Makes them foule Architectes of vilde practises
That end in their dishonour and their death,
Those bloody stratagems and trayter ous traynes,
That shall be cruelly layde vnto their liues,
(Precious in sight of Heauen, and deare to vs)
By these base Truth-falne run-awayes.
VVee pray that Iacobs God may still preserue
These Princes, euen twixt bridge and waters brinke,
And saue their sacred persons in the fall,
From Pharaos Rod, and from the Sword of Saul:
For this great Triumph that true Subiectes make
Is likt of all, but Enemies of the Truth,
Enemies to them that serue the liuing Lord,
And put in him their trust and confidence:
And this they well haue showne in gorgeous Showes,
And in all other fitt accuttrements,
Prepar'd to doe their duty and deuoyre,
VVherein they did so well demeane them selues:
So well, so willingly to please these Princes,
That (breathles) yet they would haue been content
In this dayes honour, yeeres of dayes t'haue spent.
And celebration of this ioyfull day,
VVherein pale Enuie, iustly vanquished,
Giues way vnto the vertues of these Princes,
And wounded with remembrance of their names,
Hath taken wing, and made amaine from hence,
To murmure that he durst not here disgorge,
And breath his discontentments ouer Sea,
Among those gracelesse fugitiues, that thirst
For nothing more, then dangerous change of times,
And alteration of a setled State.
That rabble of vnnaturall Englishmen,
VVhose base reuolt (infamous through the world)
Makes them foule Architectes of vilde practises
That end in their dishonour and their death,
Those bloody stratagems and trayter ous traynes,
That shall be cruelly layde vnto their liues,
(Precious in sight of Heauen, and deare to vs)
By these base Truth-falne run-awayes.
VVee pray that Iacobs God may still preserue
These Princes, euen twixt bridge and waters brinke,
And saue their sacred persons in the fall,
For this great Triumph that true Subiectes make
Is likt of all, but Enemies of the Truth,
Enemies to them that serue the liuing Lord,
And put in him their trust and confidence:
And this they well haue showne in gorgeous Showes,
And in all other fitt accuttrements,
Prepar'd to doe their duty and deuoyre,
VVherein they did so well demeane them selues:
So well, so willingly to please these Princes,
That (breathles) yet they would haue been content
In this dayes honour, yeeres of dayes t'haue spent.
Prince Frederick created Knight of the Gater, and instald at Windsor the 7 day of February 1612.
About the time when vesper, in the west,
Gan set the euening watch, and silent night
Sent sleepe and slumber to possesse the world,
Vnder the starry Canapy of Heauen,
I laid me downe, laden with many cares,
Fast by the streame where Tame and Isis meet,
Euen at that time, all in a fragrant Meade:
In sight of that faire Castle that or'elookes
The forrest one way, and the fertill val,
Watred with that renowned Riuer Thames
Olde Windsor Castle did I take my rest,
When Cynthia, companion of the night,
Piercing mine eie-lids, as I lay along,
Awakt me through: Therewith me thought I saw,
A royall glimmering light, streaming aloft,
A Titan mounted on the Lions backe,
Had cloath'd himselfe in fiery pointed beames
To chase the night and entertaine the Moone,
Yet scarce had Phæbe gon hir iourney through,
Sleeping, or waking, as alone I lay,
Mine eies, and eares, and sences all were seru'd,
With euery obiect perfect in his kinde,
And lo, (a wonder to my sences all)
I might discerne a troope of Horsemen ride,
Arm'd Cape de Pe, with shield & shiuering launce,
As in a plash, or calme transparent brooke,
Wee see the glistering fishes skowre along,
A number numberles, appointed well
For tournament, as if the God of warre
Had held a iusts in honor of his loue.
Therewith I heard the clarions & the shalmes,
The Shakbuts, and a number instruments
Of seuerall kindes: but lowdest of them all,
A Trumpe more shrill, then Tritons is at sea,
The same renowne, precurser of the traine,
Did sound (for who ringes lowder thē renowne)
He mounted was vppon a flying horse,
And cloath'd in Phawcons feathers to the groūd
By his Escutchion you might easly gesse,
He was the Hearhauld of eternity.
Gan set the euening watch, and silent night
Sent sleepe and slumber to possesse the world,
Vnder the starry Canapy of Heauen,
I laid me downe, laden with many cares,
Fast by the streame where Tame and Isis meet,
Euen at that time, all in a fragrant Meade:
In sight of that faire Castle that or'elookes
The forrest one way, and the fertill val,
Watred with that renowned Riuer Thames
Olde Windsor Castle did I take my rest,
When Cynthia, companion of the night,
Piercing mine eie-lids, as I lay along,
Awakt me through: Therewith me thought I saw,
A royall glimmering light, streaming aloft,
A Titan mounted on the Lions backe,
Had cloath'd himselfe in fiery pointed beames
To chase the night and entertaine the Moone,
Yet scarce had Phæbe gon hir iourney through,
Sleeping, or waking, as alone I lay,
Mine eies, and eares, and sences all were seru'd,
With euery obiect perfect in his kinde,
And lo, (a wonder to my sences all)
I might discerne a troope of Horsemen ride,
Arm'd Cape de Pe, with shield & shiuering launce,
Wee see the glistering fishes skowre along,
A number numberles, appointed well
For tournament, as if the God of warre
Had held a iusts in honor of his loue.
Therewith I heard the clarions & the shalmes,
The Shakbuts, and a number instruments
Of seuerall kindes: but lowdest of them all,
A Trumpe more shrill, then Tritons is at sea,
The same renowne, precurser of the traine,
Did sound (for who ringes lowder thē renowne)
He mounted was vppon a flying horse,
And cloath'd in Phawcons feathers to the groūd
By his Escutchion you might easly gesse,
He was the Hearhauld of eternity.
I lookt to see an end of that I saw,
And still me thought the trayne did multiply,
And yeilding cloudes gaue way & men at armes
Succeede as fast at one anothers heeles,
As in the Vast Mediterranean sea,
The rowling waues doe one beget another,
Weary of looking vp, I laid me downe
Willing to rest, as sleepy soules are wont,
When of a sodaine such a noyse I heard
Of shot of Ord'nance pealing in mine eares,
As twenty thousand Tyre had plaid at sea:
Or Aetna split, had belcht hir bowels forth,
Or heauen & earth thundering in armes amaine,
Had bent their great Artillery for warre.
And weary Atlas had let fall his loade,
Enough to wake Endimion from his traunce.
Yet was the Welkin cleare, nor smoake, nor dust
Annoyde mine eies, I gaz'd and as I lookt,
Me thought this host of Aery armed men
Girt Windsor Castle round: anon I saw
Vnder a Canapy of Crimson bisse,
Spangled with gold, and set with siluer bells,
That sweetly chym'd and lul'd me halfe a sleepe,
A goodly King in robes most richly dight,
The vpper like a Romaine Palliament,
In deede a Chapperon, for such it was:
And looking neerer, loe, vppon his legge
An auncient badge of honor I espide,
A Garter brightly glistering in mine eie,
A worthy ornament. Then I cal'd to minde
What Princely Edward of that name the third,
King Edward for his great atchiuement fam'd
What he began: The order of Saint George,
That at this day is honoured through the world
The order of the Garter now t'is cal'd:
Famous through all the world for honour and antiquity
Grac'd by a King, and fauoured of his peeres,
Fam'd by his followers worthy kings & queenes
That to his day are soueraignes of the same.
And still me thought the trayne did multiply,
And yeilding cloudes gaue way & men at armes
Succeede as fast at one anothers heeles,
As in the Vast Mediterranean sea,
The rowling waues doe one beget another,
Weary of looking vp, I laid me downe
Willing to rest, as sleepy soules are wont,
When of a sodaine such a noyse I heard
Of shot of Ord'nance pealing in mine eares,
As twenty thousand Tyre had plaid at sea:
Or Aetna split, had belcht hir bowels forth,
Or heauen & earth thundering in armes amaine,
Had bent their great Artillery for warre.
And weary Atlas had let fall his loade,
Enough to wake Endimion from his traunce.
Annoyde mine eies, I gaz'd and as I lookt,
Me thought this host of Aery armed men
Girt Windsor Castle round: anon I saw
Vnder a Canapy of Crimson bisse,
Spangled with gold, and set with siluer bells,
That sweetly chym'd and lul'd me halfe a sleepe,
A goodly King in robes most richly dight,
The vpper like a Romaine Palliament,
In deede a Chapperon, for such it was:
And looking neerer, loe, vppon his legge
An auncient badge of honor I espide,
A Garter brightly glistering in mine eie,
A worthy ornament. Then I cal'd to minde
What Princely Edward of that name the third,
King Edward for his great atchiuement fam'd
What he began: The order of Saint George,
That at this day is honoured through the world
The order of the Garter now t'is cal'd:
Famous through all the world for honour and antiquity
Grac'd by a King, and fauoured of his peeres,
Fam'd by his followers worthy kings & queenes
That to his day are soueraignes of the same.
Some say the manner how this grew at first,
Was thus. The King disposed on a time
To reuell after hee had shaken Fraunce,
And deckt his Lyons with their flower de-luce,
Dispos'd to reuell: some say otherwise
Found on the ground by fortune as he went,
A ladyes Garter: and the Queene I trow,
Lost in a daunce and tooke it vp himselfe.
Which was, a silken ribban weau'd of blewe,
His Lords and standers by, seeing the King
Stoope for this Garter, smil'd: as who would say,
Our office that had beene, or somewhat else.
King Edward wistly looking on them all,
With princely hands, hauing that Garter rais'd,
From harmles heart where honour was engrau'd
Bespake in Frence (he could the language well)
Honi soit quimal Y pense) quoth hee)
Wherewith vppon aduisement, though the cause
Were small, his pleasure and his purpose was,
T'aduance that Garter, and to institute
A noble order sacred to Saint George,
And Knights to make them, whō he would haue tearm'd,
Knights of the Garter: this beginning had
This honorable order of our time,
But truer farre that from the holy land,
This holy order cāe, whēas a garter high aduan'st
& seru'd for an ensign, & was crown'd with victory
Hereon I thought when I beheld the King,
I was instructed in the circumstance,
And found it was King Edward that did march
In robes, like those he ware when with his Lords
He held Saint Georges royall feast on earth,
His eldest sonne surnamed the blacke Prince,
Though blacke of hue, ye surname yet in Fraunce
He wan: for terrour to the Frenchmens hearts,
His countenaunce was, his sword an iron scourge,
Hee on a cole-blacke Corser mounted was,
And in his hand a battle-axe he held,
His Beuer vp, his corslet was of steele,
Varnisht as blacke as iet: his bases blacke,
And blacke frō head to foote, yea horse & hoofe
As blacke as night: but in a twincke me thought
He chang'd at once his habit and his steede,
And had a Garter as his father had,
But rich and costly, with imbrodery
Of Pearle, and Gould I could on it discerne.
The Poesy whereof I spake of yore,
And well I wot since this King Edward daies,
Our Kinges & Queenes about their roiall armes,
Haue in a garter borne this Poesy,
Still as I lay, I gaz'd, and gest at once,
What was this traine, and whether it did bend.
Was thus. The King disposed on a time
To reuell after hee had shaken Fraunce,
And deckt his Lyons with their flower de-luce,
Dispos'd to reuell: some say otherwise
Found on the ground by fortune as he went,
A ladyes Garter: and the Queene I trow,
Lost in a daunce and tooke it vp himselfe.
His Lords and standers by, seeing the King
Stoope for this Garter, smil'd: as who would say,
Our office that had beene, or somewhat else.
King Edward wistly looking on them all,
With princely hands, hauing that Garter rais'd,
From harmles heart where honour was engrau'd
Bespake in Frence (he could the language well)
Honi soit quimal Y pense) quoth hee)
Wherewith vppon aduisement, though the cause
Were small, his pleasure and his purpose was,
T'aduance that Garter, and to institute
A noble order sacred to Saint George,
And Knights to make them, whō he would haue tearm'd,
Knights of the Garter: this beginning had
This honorable order of our time,
But truer farre that from the holy land,
This holy order cāe, whēas a garter high aduan'st
& seru'd for an ensign, & was crown'd with victory
Hereon I thought when I beheld the King,
I was instructed in the circumstance,
And found it was King Edward that did march
In robes, like those he ware when with his Lords
He held Saint Georges royall feast on earth,
His eldest sonne surnamed the blacke Prince,
Though blacke of hue, ye surname yet in Fraunce
He wan: for terrour to the Frenchmens hearts,
His countenaunce was, his sword an iron scourge,
Hee on a cole-blacke Corser mounted was,
And in his hand a battle-axe he held,
His Beuer vp, his corslet was of steele,
Varnisht as blacke as iet: his bases blacke,
As blacke as night: but in a twincke me thought
He chang'd at once his habit and his steede,
And had a Garter as his father had,
But rich and costly, with imbrodery
Of Pearle, and Gould I could on it discerne.
The Poesy whereof I spake of yore,
And well I wot since this King Edward daies,
Our Kinges & Queenes about their roiall armes,
Haue in a garter borne this Poesy,
Still as I lay, I gaz'd, and gest at once,
What was this traine, and whether it did bend.
At last I found King Edward was the man,
Accompanide with Kings & Conquerours:
That from the spatious Aery house of fame
Set forward royall to sollemnize
Th'installement of some new created Knights,
For loe, I sawe in rich accuttrements,
Like to King Edwards, and the prince of Wales,
Full foure and twenty Knights, nor more nor les
In roabes with pretiōus colours of S. George,
And they had Garters all, buckled with gould.
Me thought this semblance could not but import
They Should be noble men of golden mindes,
And great account, fauour'd of Prince and Peeres
Whose names should in that register be writ,
Consecrate to Saint Georges chosen Knights.
Accompanide with Kings & Conquerours:
That from the spatious Aery house of fame
Set forward royall to sollemnize
Th'installement of some new created Knights,
For loe, I sawe in rich accuttrements,
Like to King Edwards, and the prince of Wales,
Full foure and twenty Knights, nor more nor les
In roabes with pretiōus colours of S. George,
And they had Garters all, buckled with gould.
Me thought this semblance could not but import
They Should be noble men of golden mindes,
And great account, fauour'd of Prince and Peeres
Whose names should in that register be writ,
Consecrate to Saint Georges chosen Knights.
Herewith the golden booke gan open faire,
And eas'ly I might read their names that next
Went to the King, of whome & of whose worths
Needs not to make particular relation.
This booke cōtaines their names & seuerall coates,
And keepes them written in his golden leaues,
As they haue had installement and creation
By gratious fauour, in each Kings succession,
Within the Carracters of this same booke
I saw a name reioyced me to see,
Henry late prince of Wales, I read it plaine
And glad I was that in that Register
That name I found: for now (me thought) I said
Heere vertue doth out liue th'arrest of death.
For dead is Henry, vertuous and Renown'd
For honor, courage and viuacity,
And yet his names aliue in fame's recordes,
That held this Garter deere, and ware it well.
And eas'ly I might read their names that next
Went to the King, of whome & of whose worths
This booke cōtaines their names & seuerall coates,
And keepes them written in his golden leaues,
As they haue had installement and creation
By gratious fauour, in each Kings succession,
Within the Carracters of this same booke
I saw a name reioyced me to see,
Henry late prince of Wales, I read it plaine
And glad I was that in that Register
That name I found: for now (me thought) I said
Heere vertue doth out liue th'arrest of death.
For dead is Henry, vertuous and Renown'd
For honor, courage and viuacity,
And yet his names aliue in fame's recordes,
That held this Garter deere, and ware it well.
The traine of all thiefe hardy Knights enstal'd
Cast in a ring about olde Windsor Castle,
Vnder the glorious spreading winges of fame,
I saw Great Brittaines King, richly attyrde,
Leading with him a sort of goodly Knights,
With Garters and with collours of Saint George
Iacobus Rex on a compartiment
Of Golde, in Bisse was writ and hung a skue
Vppon his head, vnder an imperiall crowne:
Hee was the Soueraigne of the Knights he led,
His face me thought I knew: as if the same,
The same great King, that wee doe here enioy,
Had climb'd the clowdes, & been in person there
To whom the earth, the Sea, and Elements
Auspicious are. A many that I knew,
Knighted in my remembrance I beheld,
And all their names were in that booke inrol'd,
And yet I might perceaue some so set downe
That (howsoeuer it hapt I cannot tell)
The carle obliuion, stolne from Læthes lake
Or enuie stept from out the deepe Auerne;
Had rac'd, or blemisht, or obscur'd at least:
Yet all the Kings since that King Edwards daies,
Were with their Knights & cōpanies in ye traine.
Cast in a ring about olde Windsor Castle,
Vnder the glorious spreading winges of fame,
I saw Great Brittaines King, richly attyrde,
Leading with him a sort of goodly Knights,
With Garters and with collours of Saint George
Iacobus Rex on a compartiment
Of Golde, in Bisse was writ and hung a skue
Vppon his head, vnder an imperiall crowne:
Hee was the Soueraigne of the Knights he led,
His face me thought I knew: as if the same,
The same great King, that wee doe here enioy,
Had climb'd the clowdes, & been in person there
To whom the earth, the Sea, and Elements
Auspicious are. A many that I knew,
Knighted in my remembrance I beheld,
And yet I might perceaue some so set downe
That (howsoeuer it hapt I cannot tell)
The carle obliuion, stolne from Læthes lake
Or enuie stept from out the deepe Auerne;
Had rac'd, or blemisht, or obscur'd at least:
Yet all the Kings since that King Edwards daies,
Were with their Knights & cōpanies in ye traine.
At last me thought, King Edward thus bespake,
Hayle vvindsor, vvhere I somtime tooke delight,
To havvke & hunt, & backe the provvdest horse
And vvhere in Princely pleasure I repos'd,
(After my vvarres) in my returne from Fraunce
Yea tvventy times haile Windsor (q. the King)
Where I haue stal'd so many hardy Knights,
And Turnaments and royall Iusts perform'd,
Behould in honor of mine auncient throne
In honor of great Brittaine, and Saint George,
To vvhom this order of the Garter first
I sacred held: in honor of my Knights
Before this day created, and instal'd,
But specially in honor of this Knight,
That at this day this honor hath receau'd
Vnder King Iames, great Brittaines Soueraigne
With princely traines, I from the house of fame
Doe resalute thee heere, and gratulate
To this nevv Knight, created by a King,
Peereles for vvisdome and for maiestty,
The honor of the Garter: long may hee
Weare it as note of true Nobillity,
And vertues ornament, Young Frederick
Thou high & mightie Prince, & Prime Elector,
Mounted on fortunes wheele by vertues ayme,
Become thy badge as it becometh thee,
That Europ's eies thy worthynes may see,
And what this day pure honor hath put on
So full of princely hope, in honor weare,
Answeare the worthiest of thine Auncestry,
In deedes (to fame and vertue consecrate)
Brought vp in liberall sciences and armes,
Patron of Chiualry and of the Muses,
Brandish thy sword in right, and spend thy daies
In common wealth affaires, it shall become
Thy forwardnes to follow vertues cause,
And great designes of Princely consequence,
Prince Palatine, Shape thou thy noble course,
As vertue (loadstarre of renowne) directs,
That as thy royall Auncestors haue donne,
Thine earthly race in honor thou maist ronne,
And as in leaues and characters of gould,
Thy Princely name is writ in this Record,
So liue (as with a many moe) thou maiest
Suruiue and triumph in eternitie,
Out of obliuious reach, or Enuies shot,
And that thy name immortally may shine,
In thiese Records, not earthly but Deuine.
Then the shrill Trumpet of renowne did sound,
And by and by the traine retir'd (as swift,
As Starres doe vse to shoote) from whence they came
The gawdy Morne awakt, and euery thing
Arose from rest, & little birdes gan sing,
Wherewith I rowz'd and haue set downe my dreame
The matter (for the time) being a fit theame.
Hayle vvindsor, vvhere I somtime tooke delight,
To havvke & hunt, & backe the provvdest horse
And vvhere in Princely pleasure I repos'd,
(After my vvarres) in my returne from Fraunce
Yea tvventy times haile Windsor (q. the King)
Where I haue stal'd so many hardy Knights,
And Turnaments and royall Iusts perform'd,
Behould in honor of mine auncient throne
In honor of great Brittaine, and Saint George,
To vvhom this order of the Garter first
I sacred held: in honor of my Knights
Before this day created, and instal'd,
But specially in honor of this Knight,
That at this day this honor hath receau'd
Vnder King Iames, great Brittaines Soueraigne
With princely traines, I from the house of fame
Doe resalute thee heere, and gratulate
To this nevv Knight, created by a King,
Peereles for vvisdome and for maiestty,
The honor of the Garter: long may hee
Weare it as note of true Nobillity,
And vertues ornament, Young Frederick
Mounted on fortunes wheele by vertues ayme,
Become thy badge as it becometh thee,
That Europ's eies thy worthynes may see,
And what this day pure honor hath put on
So full of princely hope, in honor weare,
Answeare the worthiest of thine Auncestry,
In deedes (to fame and vertue consecrate)
Brought vp in liberall sciences and armes,
Patron of Chiualry and of the Muses,
Brandish thy sword in right, and spend thy daies
In common wealth affaires, it shall become
Thy forwardnes to follow vertues cause,
And great designes of Princely consequence,
Prince Palatine, Shape thou thy noble course,
As vertue (loadstarre of renowne) directs,
That as thy royall Auncestors haue donne,
Thine earthly race in honor thou maist ronne,
And as in leaues and characters of gould,
Thy Princely name is writ in this Record,
So liue (as with a many moe) thou maiest
Suruiue and triumph in eternitie,
Out of obliuious reach, or Enuies shot,
And that thy name immortally may shine,
In thiese Records, not earthly but Deuine.
Then the shrill Trumpet of renowne did sound,
And by and by the traine retir'd (as swift,
As Starres doe vse to shoote) from whence they came
The gawdy Morne awakt, and euery thing
Arose from rest, & little birdes gan sing,
Wherewith I rowz'd and haue set downe my dreame
The matter (for the time) being a fit theame.
FINIS.
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