A marriage triumphe Solemnized in an epithalamium, in memorie of the happie nuptials betwixt the high and mightie Prince Count Palatine. And the most excellent princesse the Lady Elizabeth. Written by Thomas Heywood.
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- A marriage triumphe Solemnized in an epithalamium, in memorie of the happie nuptials betwixt the high and mightie Prince Count Palatine. And the most excellent princesse the Lady Elizabeth. Written by Thomas Heywood.
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- Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.
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- London :: Printed [by N. Okes] for Edward Marchant, and are to be sold at his shoppe in Pauls Church-yard ouer against the Crosse,
- 1613.
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"A marriage triumphe Solemnized in an epithalamium, in memorie of the happie nuptials betwixt the high and mightie Prince Count Palatine. And the most excellent princesse the Lady Elizabeth. Written by Thomas Heywood." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A03238.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 6, 2024.
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To the most Excellent, and most ad∣mired Princesse the Ladie ELIZABETH.
WHom Heauen with all Choise Graces hath endow'd,
Whom both the Angels praise, and men admire:
On whom her Maker hath his bounty show'd,
Where nothing wants that mortall can desire.
Whose beauties are as farre beyond compare,
As are her inward vertues of the mind,
But in that height vnmatchably so rare
We on the Earth her equall cannot finde.
Her Parents Ioy, the Peeres selected pleasure,
The peoples admiration, Kingdomes wonder,
Of forraine climes the praise, of ours the treasure,
May this daies sacred vnion neuer sunder.
That whilst we daily of high Heauen importune,
We may be in your Royall issue blest:
You may still grow in bewtie, vertue, fortune,
So with your fame our ioyes may be increast.
Proue thou a Prophet, Muse, say t'is decreed,
All Christendome shall florish in your seed.
Your Graces most humbly deuoted, Thomas Heywood.