Vaticinium Votivum or, Palaemon's Prophetick Prayer. Lately presented Privately To His now Majestie In a Latin Poem; and here Published in English. To which is annexed a Paraphrase on Paulus Grebnerus's Prophecie. With several elegies on Charls the First. The Lord Capel. The Lord Francis Villiers [by George Wither] |
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A short Paraphrase on the fore-going Prophecie.
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A short Paraphrase on the fore-going Prophecie.
How well could Grebner in those Blinde Times see!
And in these Seeing-Times how blinde are wee?
Our new-Found-Lights are lost; those squint-ei'd-Elvs,
And purblinde Seekers, may now seek themselvs;
Who have thus err'd, imagining Prediction
Of Sacred Prophesie, but som feigned Fiction.
And in these Seeing-Times how blinde are wee?
Our new-Found-Lights are lost; those squint-ei'd-Elvs,
And purblinde Seekers, may now seek themselvs;
Who have thus err'd, imagining Prediction
Of Sacred Prophesie, but som feigned Fiction.
But wee (blest Grebner!) who have still admir'd,
And look't upon thee as som Soul inspir'd;
Will hold thy Saws no longer in suspens,
Wch now w'have reach't with th'Opticks of our Sens;
Since what was once Apocalyps, is known
The unridled Truth of Revelation.
And look't upon thee as som Soul inspir'd;
Will hold thy Saws no longer in suspens,
Wch now w'have reach't with th'Opticks of our Sens;
Since what was once Apocalyps, is known
The unridled Truth of Revelation.
Those two grand Champions (that trode on the Neck
Of Nations, and had Kingdom's at Their Beck)
Are both exstinct; and Fame can onely give
A bare relation that They once did live.
Of Nations, and had Kingdom's at Their Beck)
Are both exstinct; and Fame can onely give
A bare relation that They once did live.
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But Thou renowned Charls, whose matchless Fate
Design'd Thee a Victim to the People's Hate;
(Maugre the malice of Thy Foes) wert hurl'd
With Haleluiahs from the wondring vvorld,
A Conqueror o're Thy doom; from vvhence vvee may
Infer, Thou onely liv'dst, vvee di'd that daie.
Design'd Thee a Victim to the People's Hate;
(Maugre the malice of Thy Foes) wert hurl'd
With Haleluiahs from the wondring vvorld,
A Conqueror o're Thy doom; from vvhence vvee may
Infer, Thou onely liv'dst, vvee di'd that daie.
And now look back; look back; and have recours
From whence these streams of Mischief had their sours,
Whiles those promiscuous Hodg-podg-Powers oppose,
Like high-swoln Floods that River whence they rose.
The Eagle thus dislodg'd; a Wren-like race
Of dunghil-Dors, soon pierch't-up in His Place.
And Lapwing-Libertie e're fleg'd, take's flight,
First hath her Champion-Earl; the next a Knight,
Whose heavie Pressure hath so imp't her wings,
Shee hath lost by Consuls what shee got by Kings.
From whence these streams of Mischief had their sours,
Whiles those promiscuous Hodg-podg-Powers oppose,
Like high-swoln Floods that River whence they rose.
The Eagle thus dislodg'd; a Wren-like race
Of dunghil-Dors, soon pierch't-up in His Place.
And Lapwing-Libertie e're fleg'd, take's flight,
First hath her Champion-Earl; the next a Knight,
Whose heavie Pressure hath so imp't her wings,
Shee hath lost by Consuls what shee got by Kings.
And now (but life's in Prophecie) wee might
Die, and despair to see Thy Second Light,
Great Charls, who like the Bridegroom of the daie,
Shalt gil'd sad Britain with Thy glorious Raie;
Whiles all those shower-shot Mushroms, and those new
Created Brats, melt like the morning dew;
And all those Ignes fatui shrink and run
Like Exhalations at the rising Sun.
Die, and despair to see Thy Second Light,
Great Charls, who like the Bridegroom of the daie,
Shalt gil'd sad Britain with Thy glorious Raie;
Whiles all those shower-shot Mushroms, and those new
Created Brats, melt like the morning dew;
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Like Exhalations at the rising Sun.
This is the Wish great King, and pious Care
Of those who piece-forth Prophecie with their Praier;
O may blest Grebner bee added to the Small
Prophets! and prove each line Canonical;
Whiles what in th'old Queen's Reign hee did divine,
May bee fulfill'd, and ratifi'd in Thine:
O mai'st Thou Reign in Thy known Realms, who art
Inthron'd alreadie in Thy People's heart!
O mai'st Thou Rule! and spread Thy Fame through th'whole
Earth; from the Artick to t'Antartick Pole.
Till the just world with Grebner shall maintein
Thee a mightier Monarch then brave Charlemain.
Of those who piece-forth Prophecie with their Praier;
O may blest Grebner bee added to the Small
Prophets! and prove each line Canonical;
Whiles what in th'old Queen's Reign hee did divine,
May bee fulfill'd, and ratifi'd in Thine:
O mai'st Thou Reign in Thy known Realms, who art
Inthron'd alreadie in Thy People's heart!
O mai'st Thou Rule! and spread Thy Fame through th'whole
Earth; from the Artick to t'Antartick Pole.
Till the just world with Grebner shall maintein
Thee a mightier Monarch then brave Charlemain.
FINIS.
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