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Our third presentation is call'd, The Glory of Furres.
This is a Chariot Triumphant, garnished with Trophies of Armors. It is drawne by two Luzernes, The Supporters of the Skinners Armes. On the two Luzernes ride two Antickes, who dance to a Drum beating before them, there aptly placed. At the vpper end of this Chariot, in the most eminent Seate, carrying the proportion of a Throne, are aduanced a Russian Prince and Princesse; richly habited in Furres, to the custome of the Country.
1. Vnder them, sits an old Lord, Furred vp to his chin in a short cloake.
2. By him, a Lady with Martin skinnes about her necke, and her hands in a Muffe.
3. Then, a Iudge in Robes Furred.
4. Then, an Vniuersity Doctor, in his Robes furred.
5. Then, a Frow in a short furred Cassocke, girt to her.
6. Then a Skipper in a furred Cap.
In all these Persons, is an implication of the necessary, ancient, and general vse of Furres, from the highest to the lowest.
On the Top of this Throne, (at the foure corners) are erected the Armes of the Citty, in foure Pendants: On the point of the sore front, a large square Banner plaies with the wind, which Fame (who is in this Chariot,) holds in her hand, as she stands vpright, Being the Speaker.
Fame.
Can with her thousand Tongues abroad Proclaime,
Your this dayes Progresse (rising like the Sunne,)
Which through the yearely Zodiacke on must runne.
(The seauen-mouth'd Volga, spreading the report,)
Two Russian Princes, who to feast their eies,
With the rich Wonders of these rarities,
Ride in this glorious Chariot; How amazde
They looke, to see streetes throng'd, and windowes glaz'd
With beauties, from whose eyes such beames are sent,
Here moues a second starry Firmament.
To see these Braue, Graue, Noble Citizens,
So stream'd in multitudes, yet flowing in State,
For all their Orders are Proportionate.
Her richest Furres, in gracefull ornament,
More Braue, and more Abounding, than her owne:
A golden Pen he earnes, that can make knowne
All men, may these, their VVinter Armors call.
For Russians lap'd in these, slighted his heate,
Which seene, his fiery Steedes he droue from thence,
And so the Muss has dwelt in cold ere since.
Princes, Dukes, Earles, in the distinguishings,
Of all their seuerall Robes? The Furres worne here,
Aboue th'old Romane State make Ours appeare:
The reuerend Iudge, and all that climbe the trees
Of sacred Artes, ascend to their Degrees,
And by the colours chang'd of Furres are knowne:
VVhat Dignity, each Corporation
Puts on by Furres, witnesse these infinite eyes,
I wish (Graue Prætor) that as Hand in Hand,
Plenty and Bounty bring you safe to Land,
So, Health may be chiefe Caruer at that Board,
To which you hasten. Bee as Good a Lord
I'th'eyes of Heauen, as this day you are Great
In Fames applause: Hye to your Honor'd Seate.
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