Honour and vertue, triumphing over the grave Exemplified in a faire devout life, and death, adorned with the surviving perfections of Edward Lord Stafford, lately deceased; the last baron of that illustrious family: which honour in him ended with as great lustre as the sunne sets within a serene skye. A treatise so written, that it is as well applicative to all of noble extraction, as to him, and wherein are handled all the requisites of honour, together with the greatest morall, and divine vertues, and commended to the practise of the noble prudent reader. By Anth. Stafford his most humble kinsman. This worke is much embelish'd by the addition of many most elegant elegies penned by the most accute wits of these times.
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- Honour and vertue, triumphing over the grave Exemplified in a faire devout life, and death, adorned with the surviving perfections of Edward Lord Stafford, lately deceased; the last baron of that illustrious family: which honour in him ended with as great lustre as the sunne sets within a serene skye. A treatise so written, that it is as well applicative to all of noble extraction, as to him, and wherein are handled all the requisites of honour, together with the greatest morall, and divine vertues, and commended to the practise of the noble prudent reader. By Anth. Stafford his most humble kinsman. This worke is much embelish'd by the addition of many most elegant elegies penned by the most accute wits of these times.
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- Stafford, Anthony.
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- London :: Printed by J. Okes [and Thomas Cotes?], for Henry Seile at the Tigres Head in Fleet-street, over against St. Dunstans Church,
- 1640.
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- Stafford, Henry Stafford, -- Baron, 1621-1637.
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"Honour and vertue, triumphing over the grave Exemplified in a faire devout life, and death, adorned with the surviving perfections of Edward Lord Stafford, lately deceased; the last baron of that illustrious family: which honour in him ended with as great lustre as the sunne sets within a serene skye. A treatise so written, that it is as well applicative to all of noble extraction, as to him, and wherein are handled all the requisites of honour, together with the greatest morall, and divine vertues, and commended to the practise of the noble prudent reader. By Anth. Stafford his most humble kinsman. This worke is much embelish'd by the addition of many most elegant elegies penned by the most accute wits of these times." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A12817.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 15, 2024.
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If this be suffer'd? shall the source
Of Noble blood be stopt its course
Or chill'd? and shall the Pedant Veine
Through all the Body flash amaine?
Therefore Death (since you cannot be
Exempted from all Penalty,
When thou shalt dare Trespasse so high
Not in mistake, but cruelty)
Your Dart is forfeite, and must cease,
The Darter being bound to th' Peace,
And so disarm'd by Natures Will,
If you must needs yet Wound or Kill,
You must your presence use, or sight;
All weapons are debarr'd you quite;
For let Time accursed be
If he shall lend his Sithe to Thee.
And all this Nature does enact,
Not for one petty Crime, or fact.
Her Law does not thee guilty call
Of treason, murder, but of All.
That which last yeare you did commit,
And we not know to name it yet;
Prometheus once presumed so
To steale from Heav'n a flame or two;
Where now he feeles loves angers edge
In Hell, and rues his Sacriledge:
How many Vultures had love sent,
If he had stolne the Element?
Put out a Starre or Two, or more
And make them give their winking o're,
You doe no hurt, there's more to shine:
Which else perhaps had not beene seene:
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Or if we take them All away,
We shall be blam'd no more than day.
But if we put out the Sunnes light,
We may bid the whole World Good-Night:
Not meerely 'cause it is the Sunne,
But chiefely 'cause it was but One:
For had we Two, who could repine
Though One did Set, so One did shine?
Thus stands it with thee death, and us
That hast affronted the state thus:
Could not one House suffice, nay Towne
But must you pull our None-such downe?
Could your transcendent Envie ayme
Not at the Person, but the Name?
Must Stafford dye? True! States-men say
That even Kingdomes have their day
Nor dare Iavouch they erre,
A Kingdome's a Particular:
A Name's Eternall, and a Race
Is bound to neither Time nor Place.
Now therefore thinke what thou hast done
And burst thou foolish Sceleton:
Sithence we shall beleeve your spite,
Not your Power, infinite:
For though here lyes the Corps of Stafford dead
His Name and Epitaph can't be Buried.
Io. Goad. Ioan. Ox.