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Had gather'd all what heart or eyes delight.
And whereas many others have, we fee
All things within their houfes worth the fight;
Except themselves, that furniture of thee,
And of thy prefence, gave the best delight.
With fuch a feafon, fuch a temp'rature,
Wert then compofed, as made sweetness one;
And held the tenor of thy life ftill fure,
la confert with thyfelf, in perfect tone.
And never man had heart more truly ferv'd
Under the regiment of his own care,

And was more at command, and more observ'd
The colours of that modesty he bare,
Than that of thine, in whom men never found
That any fhew, or fpeech obfcene, could tell
O my vein thou had'ft that was unfound,
Or motion of thy pow'rs that turn'd not well.
And this was thy provifion laid within:

swert thou to thyself, and now remains;
What to the world thou outwardly hast been,
What the dimenfion of that fide contains ;
Fad ikewife was fo goodly and fe large,

ews that thou wert born t' adorn the day's When thou liv'ft; and also to discharge [raife. Took parts which England's and thy fame fhould Ahogh in peace thou feems to be all peace, Tebing in war, thou wer't all war: and there thy sphere, thy fpir'ts did never cease move with indefatigable care;

And nothing feem'd more to arride thy heart;
more calarge thee into jollity,
Than when thou faw'ft thyfelf in amour girt,
Or any at of arms like to be nigh.

Belgic war firft try'd thy martial fpir't, And what thou wert, and what thou would'st be found;

And mark'd thee there according to thy mer't,

bonour's stamp, a deep and noble wound. And that fame place that rent from mortal men, martal Sydney, glory of the field! glory of the mufes and their pen equal bear the caduce and the shield) kewife been thy laft; had not the fate England then reserv'd thy worthy blood, the prefervation of a state

much concern'd her honour and her good; And thence return'd thee to enjoy the blifs, grace and favour in Eliza's fight,

a miracle of women!) who by this de thee beheld according to thy right; ich fair and happy bleffing thou might'ft well far more rais'd, had not thine enemy Pred privacy) made thee to fell Tty greatnefs for thy quiet, and deny Teet fair fortune when the came to thee. I never man did his preferment fly, And had it in that eminent degree, A thou; as if it fought thy modefty.

that which many (whom ambition toils And tortures with their hopes) hardly attain With all their thrufts, and fhould'ring plots, and Weafily made thine without thy pain. [iles; And without any private malicing,

public grievance, ev'ry good man joy'd Tvirtue could come clear to any thing, &fair deferts to be fo fairly paid.

Those benefits that were beftow'd on thee,

Were not like fortune's favours: They could fee
Eliza's clear-ey'd judgment is renown'd
For making choice of thy ability.
But it will everlastingly rebound
Unto the glory and benignity

Of Britain's mighty monarch, that thou wer't
By him advanced for thy great defert:

It b'ing the fairer work of majesty,
With favour to reward than to employ.
Although thy fervices were such as they
Might afk their grace themselves; yet do we fee
That to fuccefs defert hath not a way,
But under princes that most gracious be:
For without thy great valour we had loft
The dearest purchase ever England made;
And made with fuch profufe, exceeding coft
Of blood and charge, to keep and to invade ;
As commutation paid a dearer price
For fuch a piece of earth: And yet well paid
And well adventur'd fox with great advice,
And happily to our dom ons laid :
Without which, out-let Eland, thou had'st been
From all the rest of th' earth fhut out, and pent
Unto thyfelf, and forc'd to keep within
Environ'd round with others government.
Where now by this, thy large imperial crown
Stands boundlefs on the weft, and hath a way
For noble times, left to make all thine own
That lies beyond it, and force all t' obey.
And this important piece like t' have been rent
From off thy ftate, did then fo tickle stand,
As that no jointure of the government
But fhook: No ligament, no band

Of order and obedience, but were then
Loofe and in tott'ring, when the charge
Thereof was laid on Montjoy; and that other men
Chok'd by example, fought to put it off.
And he, out of his native modeity,
(As b'ing no undertaker) labours too
To have avoided that which his ability
And England's genius would have him to do:
Alleging how it was a charge unfit
For him to undergo; fee'ng fuch a one
As had more pow'r and means t' accomplish it,
Than he could have, had there fo little done.
Whofe ill fuccefs (confid'ring his great worth
Was fuch, as could that mifchief be withstood,
It had been wrought) did in itself bring forth
Difcouragement, that he fhould do lefs good.

The ftate reply'd it was not look'd he should
Reftore it wholly to itself again;
But only now, (if poflible) he could
In any fashion but the fame retain,
So that it did not fall afunder quite,
B'ing thus difhiver'd in a defp'rate plight

With courage on he goes; doth execute
With counsel; and returns with victory,
But in what noble fash'on did he suit
This action! with what wit and industry!
Is not to be difgrac'd in fmall card:
It afks a fpacious map of more regard.
Here is no room to tell, with what strange speed
And fecrefy he used, to prevent

The enemies defigns; nor with what heed [meant, He march'd before report: Where what he

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Fame never knew herself, till it was dore;
His drifts and rumour seldom b'ing all one,
Nor will this place conveniency afford,

To fhew how he (when dismal winter ftorms)
Keeps peace, and makes Mars fheath his sword
Toils him abroad, and noble acts performs.
Nor how by maft'ring difficulties fo,
In times unusual, and by paffage hard,
He bravely came to disappoint the foe;
And many times furpris'd him unprepar'd.

Yet let me touch one point of this great act,
That famous fiege, the master-work of all;
Where no diftrefs nor difficulties lack'd
'T' aflict his weary, tired camp withal:
That when enclos'd by pow'rful enemies
On either fide, with feeble troops he lay
Intrench'd in mire, in cold, in miferies;
Kept walking with alarums night and day.
There were who did advise him to withdraw
His army, to fome place of fafe defence,
From the apparent peril: hich they faw
Was to confound them, to force them thence.
For now the Spaniarath poffefs'd three ports,
The most important of this ifle, fay they;
And fooner fresh fuppliment Spain transports
'To them, than England can to us convey:
The rebel is in heart; and now is join'd
With fome of them already, and doth stand
Here over us, with chiefeft ftrength combin'd
Of all the defp'rate forces of the land:
And how upon thefe difadvantages,
Your doubtful troops will fight, your honour guess.
Th' undaunted Montjoy hereto answers this:

"My worthy friends, the charge of this great "And kingdom to my faith committed is, [ftate "And I must all I can ingeniate

"To answer for the fame, and render it

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Upon as fair a reck'ning as may:

"But if from hence I fhall once ftir my feet, "The kingdom is undone, and loft this day, "All will fly thither, where they find is heart; "And fear fhall have none ftand to take his part. "And how fhall we anfwer our country then, "At our return; nay, aufwer our own fame? "Which how foever we have done like men, "Will be imbranded with the mark of blame. "And fince we here are come unto the point, "For which we toil'd fo much, and ftaid fo long; "let us not now our travels difappoint "Of th' honour which doth thereunto belong. "We cannot spend our blood more worthily, "Than in fo fair a caufe-And if we fall, "We fall with glory and our worth thereby "Shall be renowned, and held dear of all. "And for my part, I count the field to be "The honourableft bed to die upon; "And here your eyes this day fhall either fee "My body laid or cife this action done. "The Lord, the chief and fov'reign general "Of hofts, makes weak to ftand, the frong to fall." With which brave refolution he fo warm'd Their fhaking courage, as they all in one Set to that noble work; which they perform'd As gal antly as ever men have done : Of which is better nothing now to fay, Than fay too little. For there rests behind

A trophy t' be erected, that will stay
To all pofterities, and keep in mind
That glorious act, which did a kingdom save,
Kept the crown whole, and made the peace we
have.

And now I will omit to fhew, therefore,
His management of public bus'neffes;
Which oft are under fortune's conduct, more
Than our's: And tell his private carriages,
Which on his own discretion did rely,
Wherewith his fpir't was furnish'd happily.

Mild, affable, and easy of access
He was; but with a due reservedness :
So that the paffage to his favour lay
Not common to all comers; nor yet was
So narrow, but it gave a gentle way
To fuch as fitly might, or ought to pass.
Nor fold he smoke; nor took he up to-day
Commodities of men's attendances,
And of their hopes; to pay them with delay,
And entertain them with fair promises.
But as a man that lov'd no great commerce
With bus'nefs and with noife, he ever flies
That maze of many ways, which might disperse
Him into other men's uncertainties:
And with a quiet calm fincerity

H' effects his undertakings really.

His tongue and heart did not turn backs; but went
One way, and kept one courfe with what he meant.
He us'd no mask at all, but ever ware
His honest inclination open-fac'd :
The friendships that he vow'd most constant were,
And with great judgment and difcretion plac'd.

And Devonshire, thy faith hath her reward;
Thy nobleft friends do not forfake thee now,
After thy death; but bear a kind regard
Unto thine honour in the grave; and shew
That worthinefs which merits to remain
Among th' examples of integrity;
Whereby themselves, no doubt, shall also`gain
A like regard unto their memory.

Now mutt'ring Envy, what canft thou produce,
To darken the bright luftre of fuch parts?
Caft thy pure ftone exempt from all abufe.
Say, what defects could weigh down thefe de
ferts:

Summen detraction, to object the worst
That it may be told, and utter all it can :

It cannot find a blemish to b' enforc'd
Against him, other than he was a man ;
And built of flesh and blood, and did live here
Within the region of infirmity;
Where all perfections never did appear
To meet in any one fo really,
But that his frailty ever did bewray
Unto the world that he was fet in clay.
And gratitude and charity, I know,
Will keep no note, nor memory will have
Of ought, but of his worthy virtues now,
Which fill will live; the reft lies in his grave.
See'ng only fuch stand ever base and low,
That strike the dead, or mutter underhand :
And as dogs bark at thofe they do not know,
So they at fuch they do not understand.
The worthier fort, who know we do not live
With perfect men, will never be f' unkind;

[how

[forth.

They will the right to the deceafed give,
Knowing themselves must likewise leave behind
Those that will cenfure them. And they know
The lion being dead, ev'n hares infult :
And will not urge an imperfection now,
When as he hath no party to confult,
Nor tongue nor advocate to fhew his mind :
They rather will lament the lofs they find,
By fuch a noble member of that worth,
And know how rare the world fuch men brings
But let it now fufficient be, that I
The last scene of his act of life bewray,
Which gives th' applause to all, doth glorify
The work-For 'tis the ev'ning crowns the day.
This action of our death especially
Shews all a man. Here only is he found.
With what munition did he fortify

His heart; how good his furniture hath been.
And this did he perform in gallant wife :
In this did he confirm his worthiness.
For on the morrow after the furprise
That fickness made on him with fierce access,
He told his faithful friend, whom he held dear,
(And whofe great worth was worthy fo to be),
How that he knew those hot diseases were.
"Of that contagious force, as he did fee

That men were overtumbled fuddenly; «As might be, e're his fickness should grow worfe. "And therefore did defer to fet a courfe "And order t' his affairs as speedily, "And as for death, faid he, I do not wey; « 1 am refolv'd and ready in this cafe. "It cannot come t' affright me any way, "Let it look never with fo grim a face: "And I will meet it smiling; for I know "How vain a thing all this world's glory is." And herein did he keep his word-did fhew Indeed, as he had promised in this.

For fickness never heard him groan at all,
Nor with a figh confent to fhew his pain;
Which, howsoever, b'ing tyrannical,
He fweetly made it look; and did retain
A lovely count'nance of his being well,
And fo would ever make his tongue to tell.

Although the fervour of extremity, Which often doth throw thefe defences down, Which in our health wall in infirmity,

Might open lay more than we would have known i
Yet did no idle word in him bewray
Any one piece of nature ill fet in;
Those lightneffes that any thing will fay,
Could fay no ill of what they knew within.
Such a fure lock of filent modefty
Was fet in life upon that noble heart,
As if no anguifh nor extremity

Could open it, t' impair that worthy part.
For having dedicated still the fame
Unto devotion, and to facred skill;
That furnish perfect held; that bleffed flame
Continu'd to the laft in fervour ftill.
And when his fpir't and tongue no longer could
Do any certain fervices befide,

Ev'n at the point of parting they unfold,
With fervent zeal, how only he rely'd
Upon the merits of the precious death
Of his Redeemer; and with rapt defires
Th' appeal to grace, his foul delivereth
Unto the hand of mercy, and expires.
Thus did that worthy, who moft virtuously
And mildly liv'd, moft sweet and mildly die.

And thus, great patron of my mufe, have I
Paid thee my vows, and fairly clear'd accounts;
Which in my love I owe thy memory.
And let me fay, that herein there amounts
Something unto thy fortune, that thou haft
This monument of thee perhaps may last,
Which doth not t' ev'ry mighty man befal:
For low how many when they die, die all.
And this doth argue too thy great deferts:
For honour never brought unworthiness
Further than to the grave: and there it parts,
And leaves men's greatness to forgetfulness.
And we do fee that nettles, thistles, brakes,
(The poorest works of nature) tread upon
The proudeft frames that man's invention makes
To hold his memory when he is gone.
But Devonshire, thou haft another tomb,
Made by thy virtues in a fafer room.

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A PANEGYRIC CONGRATULATORY,

DELIVERED TO

THE KING'S MOST EXCELLENT MAJESTY, AT BURLEIGH-HARRINGTON,

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And let my humble mufe, whom she did grace, Beg this one grace for her that now lies dead; That no vile tongue may spot her with disgrace, Nor that her fame become disfigured:

O let reft her in peace, that rul'd in peace!
Let not her honour be difquieted
Now after death; but let the grave enclose
All but her good, and that it cannot close.

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It adds much to thy glory and our grace, "That this continued current of our love Runs thus to thee all with fo fwift a pace; And that from peace to peace we do remove, Not as in motion, but from out our place, But in one courfe; and do not feem to move, But in more joy than ever heretofore; And well we may, fince thou wilt make us more.

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Our love, we fee, concurs with God's great love,

Who only made thy way, thy paffage plain;
Levell'd the world for thee; did all remove
That might the fhew but of a let retain :
Unbarr'd the north; humbl'd the fouth; did move
The hearts of all, the right to entertain;
Held other ftates embroil'd, whofe envy might
Have fofter'd factions to impugn thy right:

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And all for thee, that we the more might praise The glory of his pow'r, and rev'rence thine; Whom he hath 'rais'd to glorify our days, And make this empire of the north to fhine, Against all th' impious workings, all th' essays Of vile difnatur' vipers; whofe defign Was to embroil the ftate, t' obfcure the light, And that clear brightness of thy facred right.

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To whofe reproach, fince th' iffue and fuccefs Doth a fufficient mark of shame return, Let no pen elfe blazon their ugliness: Be it enough, that God and men do fcorn Their projects, cenfures, vain pretendences. Let not our children, that are yet unborn, Find there were any offer'd to conteft,

Or make a doubt to have our kingdom bleft.

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Bury that question in th' eternal grave Of darkness, never to be feen again. Suffice we have thee whom we ought to have, And t' whom all good men knew did appertain The inheritance thy facred birth-right gave; That needed n' other fuffrages. t' ordain What only was thy due, nor no decree

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We have an earnest, that doth even tie Thy fceptre to thy word, and binds thy crown (That elfe no band can bind) to ratify What thy religious hand hath there fet down; Wherein thy all-commanding fov'reignty Stands fubject to thy pen and thy renown. There we behold thee king of thine own heart;

To be made known, fince none was known but And fee what we must be, and what thou art.

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