Atlas under Olympus an heroick poém / by William Austin of Grays-Inn, Esq.

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Atlas under Olympus an heroick poém / by William Austin of Grays-Inn, Esq.
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Austin, William, fl. 1662.
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1664.
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Atlas under Olympus.

HOwa 1.1 shall Man speak thy Power, how write thy Praise, Whose Godlikeb 1.2 gifts are crowns and peaceful dayes? While our weak eye deludes our† 1.3 tweaker sense, That's rectifi'd by thy Intelligence. Thy Person, & the Place of thy abode, Speaks thee no more than man, thy Actionsc 1.4 good. The more we think on thee, the more abus'd Our senses are, the more our thoughts confus'd.

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How could'st thou when thed 1.5 Waters had orespread This Isle,e 1.6 couch them in their own proper bed? How couldst thou make a Paradise appear Where Leviathan had before his sphear? How make thatf 1.7 Sun and Moon shine t'us, whose light Gives us Day now, and over-rules our Night? beast How couldst thou make eachg 1.8 disagreeing Quietlyh 1.9 repose in each others breast?

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How couldst thou ragingi 1.10 Discord over-awe, And calmly make it yeeld to Natures Law? When Egyptiank 1.11 shades with num'rous host Did sorely plague us, and o'respread our coast; When thel 1.12 unconstant Floods ruling did keep All th'm 1.13 Elements together in one heap; When all thingsn 1.14 jar'd & were at mortal strife, And we, as dead, lay without sense and life;

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Then to make Light, t' inspire us, to renew Old England, you then show what you can doe. When Beauty had no Form, and Form no Sire, Nor Waters felt the quickning force of Fire; That confus'd Mass was by th' Almighties Word Chang'd; And ouro 1.15 Chaos by thy sheathed Sword, Nothing oppos'd him. Your commanding Call Wrought likewise here subjection upon all. Your Sword hanging its head down, seem'd to lowre, And droop'd to find yourp 1.16 Word of greater pow'r. His fancy must from all offence be free, Ascribes thy Maker's Image untoq 1.17 Thee. When th' old Serpent had poison'd us with lies, And made our hearts yield to our trat'rous eyes; When curses thick had for our stubborn vice, Spread thorns and bryars ore our Paradise;

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Whenr 1.18 Rebellion Charons bot did take, To drown our Souls in the Infernal Lake; To pay our Debts then, to redress ours 1.19 Woes, And make us friends with Heav'n, you interpose. He cannot but must bet 1.20 divine, does prove A Gospel of Truth, Loyalty and Love, Suffers for others,u 1.21 speaks their cures, and is Mortalities Wonder, Delight and Bliss, As when He came the Worlds great Ransome paid Just such a Peace it had then, you here made.

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His Fancy must from all offence be free, Ascribes the Image of thy God to thee. Herods and Pilats witness will be good, To prove Redemptions bond was draw with blood. Ourx 1.22 Freedom from you we receive, as though Mars, with age weakned, could not strike a blow; As if by Wars long exercise, our spight Were blunted, and its firesy 1.23 extinguish't quite. Who made the Earth, was greater by't in shew, This Orb you've made, appears to lessen you.

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We are confus'd at this strange Act from Thee, Serve your Time out, then set your Master free. Yo' express your Might and Worth to rule the Land, And then quit both your Self and your Com∣mand. What shall we say? By making of us free, You have inthral'd us to an Extasie. When we have Words, our lingring thoughts delay Ina 1.24 admiration, andb 1.25 won't let us say.
Give us, Great Charles, free libert yt' admire. This Diamond basis of thy Starry Spire.
Diamonds cannot rate his value down, Whose head's not fitted with a triple Crown.

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The glory of ten Earths is all too vain, To guerdon him gives this his Soveraign. As you are greatned by his yeelding pow'rs: So'sc 1.26 he too by submitting unto yours. d 1.27 Humility braying this Noble's worth, What Odours doth the bruised spicee 1.28 send forth? His fall's his rise, while the kind courted Earth, Gives his force like Antaeus's new birth. He, as the shot from great Artilery, The lower let down, the higher scales the† 1.29 skie.

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Humility makes his great Fame and Worth, The Widows Oyle t' increase by pouring forth. Humility in Rebels broils that is Magnanmous, and lowly falls in peace. a 1.30 A Torrent thus in Winter that does flow 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Trees and Mounts, in Summer runsb 1.31 below, The higherc 1.32 Sol climbes in the Zodiack, The more in his swift motion grows sack. The higher led by Fortune Great George gets, The more is noble Soul to Charles remits. But for our Allegiance we should deem All Earthly Titles too profane for him. But for your sake alone, whose breath and raies Mke the kinde Aire and Sun that spread his baies.

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d 1.33 Caesar and Alexander,e 1.34 both these were To weak for Atlas's to bear his Sphere. (lamps, [ 2] Where shall we make the worlds bright shining [ 1] The renown'd Heros meet but in their camps? Yet they're but glow-wormes here. Eachf 1.35 General Sees his enfeebled self and Standardg 1.36 fall Their Chariot steedsh 1.37 Terrour conjoyn'd with Fear, Bellons slasht along in full career. To type the Warriersi 1.38 Wolves and Vultures stood About their Altars swum with humanek 1.39 blood. The Furies set the aime to their commands, While they Olympus clime with Harpies hnds.

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With flattering glosse of good but shows them high [ 2] The fairest colour paints their dignity, [ 1] l 1.40 Amphions musick Policy tunes here, Andm 1.41 Charms obediene from each listning eare. "Resist who an by any Martial skill, "Valour or strength of ames that wants a will. "Where three Realms with their whole associate "Only oppose as they refuse to fight. Monck conquers not to gaine but give. His strife (Might, Tns not to spoile or kill, butn 1.42 force to life. Yu'd as his Lod from him thus Worlds receive, Were all they had or wisht for his to give. They were enslav'd to their own wishes. He Subjects his wishes, while himself is free. "Who hunger needs must be in want. Who seek, "New wanted blood and spirits, must be weak. T us we see them, while each great heart aspires To power it had not, poor by their defires.

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His streame runs to the spring, and pays its store To the great Ocean that makes it more. " An Empire is but as ao 1.43 cloud to him, " p 1.44 Bestows the Scepter and the Diadem. Prince of his Soule, the soul of Princelyq 1.45 might, Joves heart, the guide ofr 1.46 peace and life of right, Here's Zeales Church, Loyalty the Service saith, Heaven blesseth, and our Charles the blessing hath. Here Piety with all the Graces, seems To sing in Chorus to the Angels Hymnes. Charity with her children all in plate Feast, and in rich attire sit all in state. s 1.47 Electra that so long from hence was fled, Made Mithras spheare as Saturns look like lead She return'd now, th'orbe's quicken'd and ensoul'd, And all his dayes road pav'd with bunisht gold.

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Iris before in Melancholy shrouds, Vail'd in th'obscure attire of tatter'd Clouds, In ev'ry sort of colour'd bravery, Paints now gay scenes oft 1.48 triumph in the skye. She wept in showers before, now can't refraine To bow't attend with smiles true Honours traine. " u 1.49 Honour for Robes wears but a Fustian sute, " When Power Supreame must judge and Execute. " Himelfx 1.50 degrades when makes with his own hands " Blood his purple, and does his own commands. " As oury 1.51 false Jove from the true power revolts, " And Cyclops-like makes his own Thunderbolts. " As Mars with toile, pain and wounds made a God, " And sits inshron'd within an Heaven of blood. " Then only sits on Cushions and in state, " When his meer breath gives th' only force to Fate. " Whose crone's stain'd with his friends blood, does defame " The richest virtue can advance his name.

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" Honour and Vertue then are fitly seen " When no opposing forces hand between. Thus Lightning to the very sole doth glance, And from the Body finds no hinderance. Thus the Sun sweetly opes the womb of th'z 1.52 Earth, To give the Infant-Spring its flow'ry Birth. And thusth' Almightie with remorse and fears, Martels flints, and makes stony hearts flow ters. And thus Georgea 1.53 moves the people, and does still Theirb 1.54 Factious rage by wayes invisible. He Israel forth the Desert brings, when they In twenty years time seem but hlf their way, Withdraw's Nights sable Veil obscures our days, And cheers our eyes with Sols longc 1.55 hidden raies. Blest Hero of mysterious Desert, Deny a Crown your hand, and give't your heart? Homage to that you shun Fly Soveraigntie, Yet follow it upon your bended knee

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When you had still'd thec 1.56 tempest with your And lull'd each billow in each others arms; Could not the sene of your own merits, keep charms Ambition in you to command the ship? When you'd exorcis'd Devils out of men, Could not you suffer themt' adore you then Those that to peace through such greatd 1.57 brols you'd led, Would not you then permit to make you Head

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Could not th' Estates of such were forc't to f••••e, h 1.58 Banisht for what was call'd Malignancie? The Riches of those great and noble Poor, Might sequested come begging to your door; Dowries escheated by new Martial Lawes, Of such whose husbands stood not for the Cause; The rights conficated of those whose Sites Would not add fewel to thei 1.59 Publick fires? Could none of these, nor the rule ore the Maine, Nor yet all th' Indian Ships tempt thee to gain? Could not th'Exchequer, all the banks of Fte, Politek 1.60 slights to drain money from the State? Could not that Silver-coyne whose Vertue moves All humane hearts, and ciments fast their loves?

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Could not illustriousl 1.61 Gold such wonder breeds, As the full noon-sight of Sols glorious Steeds; Nor all them 1.62 wealth three Kingdoms can disburse, Move thee t'adore the Idol of the purse? Could not th' applausive breath did so contest To lift thee up higher then all the rest? Delight of having thy Worth be in story The sole Artificer of thine own glory? Pleasure of being esteem'd that regent Light n 1.63 Opens and shuts to others day and night? Couldo 1.64 no magnificent or pompous thing Fix on thy will the Title of ap 1.65 King; But what thyq 1.66 Conscience wisely dictates to thee, Must be thy law and onely serve to wooe thee?

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But that what was decree'd above, you must Resolve to execute andq 1.67 right the just? But that what ere oppos'd or tempted thee, Mustr 1.68 spur the faster to thys 1.69 first decree? Bright Seraphim of Love, each humane sense Is ravisht with thyt 1.70 super- excellence. Love, whose pure flames have so divine a Birth, T'have nourishment from ought's ally'd to Earth. Such love where goodness sweetly is imprest, And whose free kindness makes all th'interest.

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Excellence, where no higher worth can be, But what's the sole justu 1.71 right of Soveraignty. Sch excellence where loyal duty reigns, Aud captive Nature's kept in Golden chai••••. Look from thy height and see how all things show, At this great distance from thee here below. See how this sordid Earth under thy tread; Towers as our hearts false Heaven above our head. See how strangely that patch transforms our nature, Till 't hideous seem and frightful in each feature. See how that crowd of atomes blinds our sight, That all thyx 1.72 glorys beames scarce lend us light. How like Night or some gloomy Cloud, that lies Between their splendid lustre and our eyes. How here like Mermidons w'appear, while they Heighten that Sun spreads out our brightest day. This high stupendious charge you have alone, To give a greater power then you own.

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Thyy 1.73 priviledge had ever man before, That mayest thy hearts Image make and adore? With miracle you spread out Glorys wings, To raiez 1.74 such beams give glory unto Kings, Solely to have a power to thee given, T'anoint on Earth one in the place of Heaven. Those inspir'd with unknowna 1.75 new lights of grace, Even to take the Lords Annointed's place: Who howsoever large and wide thrones spread, Rounding them all to model their own head, New form'd, new nam'd them, made great Moun∣taines plain, And all but th' own heights level as their brain. Who while they acted what was just and meete, Were power'd to set Justice under theirb 1.76 feet. Fully commanded her and with their word, Made her give them the measure of her sword. Who'd right to wrong like those great Princes rove I'th'air, defying all the powers above.

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Such Boanerges were our ages wonder, Whose Swords stampt Laws theird 1.77 fire mouths voic't with thunder. Such great Salmonei would like Joves appear, And speak us terrour from their Brazen sphear. Such thee 1.78 Gods- overawingf 1.79 Titans, strove To win the prize of Heaven and conquerg 1.80 Jove. Could none of these sublime undaunted Spirits, Invite thee to th' example of their merits? Blaze like them, and when you'd have lifes blaze out, Command ash 1.81 Othe your own sword to do't? Or as the Brazen head with your own breath, And the Times in your mouth encounteri 1.82 Death?

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Worship'd you not theirk 1.83 honour, cause Virtue Had with her Temple here lost all her due? Was't your pittie to see our Hectors slain, And in their friends to torturel 1.84 dragg'd again? T•••• Amalthaeas plenty all pour'd out, And made the daily surfeit of the rout? To see the Devil steal our hearts with lies, And saym 1.85 Truth's mouth gives out his Oracles? Our floating Isle like the Tirrhenus stone, Se broken sink under Rebellion? To see* 1.86 Mordorus and Epirus turn Godsn 1.87 Camps and Pallaces into their Urne? Ech precious thing was sacred and divine, Plunder with rage and cast as Pearle to swine? See Piety bestuck with wounds all'ore, And languishing lye weltring in her gore:

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Like him so left by Theeves and dying lay, While no Samaritan must pass the way? To see Truth lie likep 1.88 Lazarus diseas'd, Andr 1.89 torn by Dogs by whom she should bin eas'd? To sees 1.90 England surrounded by the Sea, Liet 1.91 bleeding inu 1.92 each vein like Seneca? See Statesmen would as Nerox 1.93 virtuous seem, In their hearts and acts bloodyy 1.94 bee as him: And to their native Country prove no other, Then did that Monster-Tyrant to his Mother? To see our Soveraignes fires buried lye Under th'Ashes, ere he be like to dye?

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To see our Realms life, dayes light,z 1.95 Phoebus run So long about the Earth without the Sun? See, while the Rusticks in the Vineyard rant, Thea 1.96 Royalb 1.97 Heir inc 1.98 Exile and in Want? Suchd 1.99 thoughts as these made thee breath thick with fears And with thy Beams ray down a shower ofe 1.100 tears.

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Breath thick with flames of love that from within Thy breast, break and consume our World of Sin. Made thy heart sink into each bended knee, And vow t'advance Heaven and hisf 1.101 Majestie, To force all yield to thyg 1.102 Commaning word, Conquer thyh 1.103 self and theni 1.104 lay down thy Sword. It was your greater courage thus to faint, And quit your Conqu'rous name to triumph Saint. As George before they only stiled you Their Champion but they'lk 1.105 Canonize you now.

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You safe within need now fear none without you, Beingl 1.106 protected by your George about you. Your Noble Virtue while your Sword hangs by, Makes your foes mouthsm 1.107 Canon your Victory. The pleasure wounds of this their awed hearts feel, n 1.108 Turn them to youro 1.109 Magnetick touch as fe•••• Wounds others Swords have made us* 1.110 long endure, Yours as the Weapon-salve untoucht can cure. The while we have bin lost and did assay, To conquer our selves that mistaken way, If thou in stead hadst conquer'd us, and wee Been thus long Souldiers Disciplin'd by thee; By this, you, being th'Ark-Angel of the Hoast, Would have made England the Triumphant Coast.

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Angels with us had sojourned, to see Heroick Acts above their Hierarchie The Golden age had been but Dross to ours. A Secon Charles and George with Thrones and Powers. Ran ack the treasure of all Earthly pelf, For Gemms can counte•••• 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Charles and thy self. You carry worth, if Edon had but two, To prove our Eden's made byr 1.111 Charles and you. Who can Hyperbolize come here and be Witss 1.112 Hercules for Monk's Hyperbole. If with words to set Worth forth, we may do't By any thing that is inferiour to't; If what Nature makes th'object of our love, May value what so far transcends above; If ought we know may be allow'd to stand A Cypher, to advance our Figure hand; What on the powers of our Sense and Eye Stamps no Idea but of Mistery, Run o're Virtues-rosary; and rehease Each precious thing unites the Universe.

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Whatere's on Earth that can of value be, You'l find belongs to this rich Treasurie. Unite such Puissant Forces that they all Rndesvouze here under their Generall. They'll serve as distance in Picture, to shew The most admired we've here to view. t 1.113 Monks worth can silence Oracles, then break Speech from the Dumb, and make a Pibble speak. Monk's Vices Antidote, Rue to all evil, Herbe Grace of Paradise and Cen. to Devill. You, virtuous Sir, ouru 1.114 Agnus Castus be To our strange Phrensie and long Lethargie. Or 〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉〈 in non-Latin alphabet 〉, canst hate diverse From all without thy very touches force. Onr Frumas* 1.115 Capsicum. The evil you Perfectly rid from King and Subjects too. Youry 1.116 Serpillum's steep'd in no Vineger, But with Rose-water ill effects the Cure. From you we have our Millsz 1.117 Epithymum, Our States Poisons Alexipharmacum.

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When Sol tramounts, and Vesta then presumes T' infect the Aire witha 1.118 sick and noysome fumes, b 1.119 Hespcris then more freely does dispense Her sweets, and you your Vertues Frankin cense. When our Earth's hid in Night, then you display Your brighter Beams asc 1.120 Nyctilampada. d 1.121 Balt's quickning power who now retrives, See from yours here a Spring of Humane lives. The vertue youre 1.122 Elaphoboscon brings, Secues us from perfidious Serpents stings. Ourf 1.123 barren Figtrees andg 1.124 Haliphlaei, You make fruit hearts as Anacardti.

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The Subjects love you from Rebellion As Honey draw from the Melanes stone. You are our true Memphites, as you please, Can give the Patient remedy and ease. Our Red-seas Margarite transcends all price, And shows the Counter-hue to bloody vice. Makes peace and innocence appear, th•••• pr••••d White pleasing colours for Wars frightful red, Exterminates guilt with such puiie, As turns a Crimson to a Christal Sea. You are our dear choice amulete of State, Expels all poisonous and bewitching Fate. Furiesh 1.125 Androdamas Each Mithrax you Before our Phoebus make to change his hue. Ai 1.126 Teuthis make as a Melagoflie Out of civil broils waves and court the skie. k 1.127 Labri pleas'd with their Tail and Rump, canst bring T' affect asl 1.128 Strombi do their Head and King.

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You'r them 1.129 Soul to the Body Politick: In health and vigour when that's deadly sick. Can in dead colours to the life present; 〈◊〉〈◊〉n 1.130 Orphens on an ill-tun'd instrument. 〈◊〉〈◊〉 no on the humours of the State; The body's joyn'd to you not you to that. The Powers and Spirits cherish it, are known To be peculiar to you and your own. In yu are heaven'd a 1000 forms. Each there Enjoyes the blsse of an Eternal Spheare. Bedyso 1.131 you turne to spirits, and sublime, The cordial good or peace from bloody crime Abstract from such rank poison, what does prove The quintessence of loyalty and love. Insensibly you change the Rebell-creature, Transforme it into your own proper nature. From divers acts and accidents that fall, You sacred power and civine Vertue call; As the morn shedding bright beams every where, Unite your self here to the publick aire.

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When that with noise divided is and tost, You'rp 1.132 whole; and pure, when that's corrped most▪ You from above your light derive and show, As the Sun his though't hee be sen below. The only end of th' happy soul is yours, To be unighted to the highest powers. Yours itsq 1.133 perfection too. Your self cast down, When merit calls you to a tripple Crown. Those sense conveighing nerves that spreading go To all our Organs, center'd are in you. You as thatr 1.134 Common power what you retain, Transmit to th'nighest Regio of the brain. From you our vial spirits we require, To make our Pulses beat, our Lungs repire. Our sinews in your bridle, we turn, stand, Retire, go, as you strain or ease your hand.

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You'r th'Origen that makes our Spirits move, And all our Passions too emerge from love. You'r policies Metaphisicks, whose soul Effects your will and acts without controul. Your knowledge while it sits in Counsel for The common good, your will as Emperour, The Scepter swayes and overs 1.135 passions reignes; A num'rous Realme made up of Soveraignes. Thy Heaven's not 1.136 place withu 1.137 golden gates have bars Of pearl, Jasper walls and floor pav'd with Stars. But in thy mnds state, such a blest abode, As gives thee nearx 1.138 communion with thy God.

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Who thinks on what you've done, thinks your great y 1.139 mnd Could never to a Body be confin'd. Sees you above in compleat notions tower, Andz 1.140 pass thea 1.141 height of the Souls motive power. Your intellective vertue, hath its sight Bounded by nothing but what's infinite. This Principle in you is wing'd to fly Above all Matter, Figure, Quantity. T'act ev'ry where at once: for ev'ry space Provides as Governour of time and place. Your soul fills every man, as if it were The Sun that lends his light to ev'ry Star.

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You seem to act without the bodies senses, As though General of Intelligences. Though you do nothing here but by your place, Your soul yet acts by its own power and grace. That Divine part, though't here in prison be, Can all are round it set atb 1.142 libertie. The Senses are your under-Officers, While Vertues make thec 1.143 bloodless conquest theirs. You prove thatd 1.144 conjoynd Fountain or that flood, That does maintain each mixed solid good.

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Hence do we fear our States felicity, Thy worths issuee 1.145 bears date of life with thee. The beams of all our loves, in thee do passe To f 1.146 one sole point; as in a Burning-glasse. Thoug 1.147 gath'rest all our streams of Loyaltie And pou'rst them out into the Royalh 1.148 Sea. All our devotions in this Act become, One sacrifice and solemn Hecatombe.

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'Tisi 1.149 you act what we couldk 1.150 but wish t' have done, Andl 1.151 pay three Kingdomsm 1.152 debts your self alone: First you perswade our hearts what's fit to do, Then our joynd strengths for force depend on you. To you, who did our cruel Draco slay, To you now doe belong the ythia The Monstern 1.153 you destroy. Cleostratus And the free'd people mean Great? harles and us. Unarmed-like Lysimachus you come T' untongue and make our Discords Lion dumbe. Our Euthymus, whose free victorious might Readily vindicates distressed right. Noble Fabricius whose faith does unfold Indies of wealth, while it contemnt itso 1.154 Gold.

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You our Proculeius do us all maintain, Advancing your gifts far above yourp 1.155 gain. Marullus makes, taking off Caesars Crown, Th' Antipodes and foile to your Renown. The Statue seems made so with wonder such Your power is, Caesar's quickned by your touch. Thine must beq 1.156 Royal blood, since' runs amaine To the Kings heart, and spirits ev'ry veine. You'r Neptune to Apollo. Both imploy Your joyn'd hands to rebuild our ruin'd Troy. Our Fires and Waters Mesapes, while you Scape them unhurt, nay do them both subdue. Thatr 1.157 Phaebus, may over the Ocean run, You are the Ship that do imbarke the Sun.

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Th'* 1.158 abstract of Nobility, to disperse, Duty and triumph through the Universe. Thy bliss thou hast in thine own heart and brain, And art that Worthy rides in Charles's waine. Thrice bless'd now all our wishes and our hope; s 1.159 Jove's Scepter's fixt with you Joves eye a top. Considering all the Deities are blest Within the great Pantheon of thy breast; Were we to thee a Sacrifice to pay, We needs must call it Throxenia. Thy Victor worth no rival Hector knowes, Who doest orecome as well thyt 1.160 Friends as Foes. Submitting to them gett'st the victorie, And when thou yieldest, makestu 1.161 all yield to thee.

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Dost peanance for a world that so you save, And by preserving life conqur'st the Grave. By making peace, thou dost the Earth subdue, And by averting judgments, win'st Heaven too. We knew long since whox 1.162 rules the Seay 1.163 & Wind. Who's power or'e him too now in thee we find. Your Maker and yourz 1.164 King you win: thus can Be Champion Georgea 1.165 both overb 1.166 God and Man▪ The Print showes us th' Author, th'aime the Gun, The Speech the Person, and the Raies the Sun.

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One never saw your face must needs adore, Heroick worth he never heard before. Let others build the Temple. Thou alone To bless it, can'st instal the Salomon. 3 1.167 No gift like thine ere came from Mortals hand, All others must obey, and thine command. Strange donative we do and must adore, Did ere thus Subject give a1 1.168 King before? The bodies parts are all rul'd by thy brain, All sheaves mustd 1.169 bow to2 1.170 thine as Soveraign. Shew they the best they can, they truly be But Widdows mites: thine is the Treasurie. Such charity you give, that with it you Purchase bliss for your self, and others too.

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Though he you gave was ours: since 'twas your might That purchas'd our before1 1.171 despair'd of right, Your gifts the greater t'us, and from him we In Paeans take new souls of Jubile. "Who 'as power to keep, yet freely gives a prize, "To those that claime it, loves his enemies. "Thus Enemies made Friends are fast in bands, "Tied in their2 1.172 hearts despight with their own hands. "Crosses, hurts, losses lay fair fortunes ground, "Are steps that mount her to her highest round. Who sees not after Winter how th' Earth's glad, And highly prides in what before shee had. Love meets our rights, where while it joyes it's fill, Past fears and dangers spread it farther still. Three Realms embrace Thee with one single heart, While God, Great Charles and Thee fill up each part.

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A gift twice given us, first from above, Then here, should b'entertain'd with double love Heaven gives us Title to a King, then we Must our possession1 1.173 of him have from Thee. Our wants to thy affection added, summe Thy duty till it courtese become. By paying what thou ought'st to pay, thou't sure T'oblige2 1.174 to thee thy greatest Creditour. But while we think on thee, and wonder thus: Cross Fate had prov'd far more miraculous. Was ever Champion George with Sword and Shield, And th' Enemy the Master of the Field? Was ever Monck General, and not then, God in the very Front of all his men? Twas George and Monck that gave our freedom birth, By3 1.175 Name intitled both to4 1.176 Heaven and Earth.

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G. Monck, yes, We oft speak what ere we've given As love pawns; so1 1.177 repeat this2 1.178 gage of Heaven. Our Prayers rang'd Heavens Champion azure plaine: Found there and hither thence call'd George againe. Englands George here's return'd. Who doubts of this, Believe him here by Metempsychosis. If he with the Triumphant host be there, He's seated in the highest Order here. He's here as there at Rest, but here does more, Makes rest and3 1.179 quiet where was none before. He makes Heaven here, and without launce or hand, Angel-like4 1.180 wins by virtues sole command.

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Wee'l now boast loud of this prerogative, To have our Saint Protectour still alive. T' have our Alpheus did so long remain Hid to the world, rise and appear again. To have our Soul from our cold dismal urne, As that to Aristaeus did, return. What Stratagem, what politick devise Need any fear, that are protected twice, By Heavens virtue, Earths power?1 1.181 That Enemie Provokes such arms, must do't with pride to die. Cite all the Nations in the world, to show Their2 1.182 Garaian Angel with them as we do. O never for an other Kingdom leave us, Since all we are and do enjoy you give us. For whom you've made a New World to dispense Your ever loves3 1.183 protecting providence.

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Ne're leave us till our growing Palme dispands, Above the dring reach of humane hands. Until thou'st madea 1.184 hony and milk to cream, On ev'ry golden brook and silver stream. If we must here want you then, all Earths bless Mounts us t' you in a flaming Sacrifice. But what must you be less, because we know 'Tis th' height of your ambition to be low? Must your humility and meanest grace, Only, while th' others wait on her, take place? Thus must you rule and make us all obey, When you have given your chief power away? Shall we from whom we have our sole relief, (chief? From1 1.185 such long wars and broils, not make him

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Shall your will then draw our obedience forth, (chief When't usurpes on the glory of your worth? Shall we because you'l have it so to be, Pinion your deserts while your desires flee? Well, be't so. Thus in person though you are Subject, you're Soveraign in your love and care. We'l not submit t' you1 1.186 then, and so express Our wills like yours, and love you ne're the less. Where you with love and will submit, we must: Or else deny your Divine genius just. If we agree to make our loyal crew, And follow Charls, we all are led by you. Else most ingrate we should your worth repress, And so making you greater, make you less. We will proclaime thy worth a Royal thing, That's thus effluxed to you from a King.

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Our1 1.187 Charles's goodness and his dignity, Are those great Idols we adore in2 1.188 thee. Thus a bright day w'admire, and when w'have done, We center all its splendor in the Sun., "Princes are Mountains, whose springs and hights show, "In those clear brooks they make to run below. How could thy Eagle Soul so lowly prove, But that there was a Majesty above? How couldst thou quit thy clouded Atlas-Tower, But3 1.189 awed from thence by supream August power? His Majesty must be4 1.190 Divine, who can Lower the highest state, and heart of man.

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Make him forgoe what ere worth may require, And by his condiscending make him higher. When he did us by worth and birth first owne, Could1 1.191 Heaven then give us to thy2 1.192 worth alone? You that do diadems compose, it were A strange unfightly mode to wear them here. Your virtues to Celestial orbes aspire; (the higher. And Crowns here3 1.193 from you make your Throne4 1.194 If your merits make any be at strife, It may suffice, you'r Crown'd a Saint in life. As Monk and Saint to th'5 1.195 holy warre you go, And gaine Jerusalem without a blow.

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This act's so absolutely1 1.196 perfect, we May tearm all Hereticks but Cathari. Thy Sun such spotless splendor does display, The clearest eye spies noa 1.197 Phaenomena. Here flowers of History are only sweet, As they thy path spread, and embace thy feet. Heroick Acts in Chronicles, may hence See all their Science prove but accidence. Thy2 1.198 lower Region they move in, and crowd Under thy Triumphs Chariot as a cloud. The Greek Champion whose presence in the field, Suffic'd to make all Troys huge Army yield. Whob 1.199 leavs his Name, as Honours legasy, To th' highest Peers in Mars's cavalry.

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What Poet is there can his virtue sing, Whoa 1.200 whom he slays1 1.201 sells basely to the King? Thou giv'st him Men, all such who while they stand Before him, act and live by his command. That Greek after all his fam'd feats, must hear Deaths summons from his fatalb 1.202 Conquerour. They whom thou savest, safely do immure Thy2 1.203 person. Thus thou'rt inc 1.204 his arms3 1.205 Miltiades his foes were Persians. These (secure. Yield to his Greeks not to Miltiades. Yours weeds or Cadmus4 1.206 teeth, spring in the field They fight: yet all to your sole person yield.

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Timoleon chas'd our Dyonisius, From Chiliads of such thou'st deliver'd us. Epaminondas daughters while they joyn To tell his Victories, thou'st men for thine. VVhile in the head of all his Forces he VVith sweat and blood toils for the Victorie. We see you with as much ease Cities get, As those Timotheus caught in his Net. Men swim as Fish to you, languish and faint As they yield t' you, and thus seem men in paint. You do give your Dariusa 1.207 Cities, yet Neither your self nor others smart for it; Can policy devise a better slight, To conquer so that Death get nothing by'? He sure deserves an everlasting Wreath, Who uncrowns Victory and1 1.208 conquers Death.

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Let Xerxes ride in his vast Armies Front, Drie Rivers up, and fetter th' Helle spont; Then for his men with tears refil the Stream, Thine ever live in thee, and thou in them. What if by Hercules Aepalius be Restor'd again to his lost dignitie? A little finger of thy1 1.209 Colosses, May serve to shadow o're all Hercules. Hillus his Son enjoying what he gave, His Great Sires virtue vilely did enslave. "Merits praise sinks to th' earth; when it must stand "By the assistance of anothers hand. "The value of the Subjects dutie's lost, "When't must be purchas'd with a Kingdoms cost.

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Where'sa 1.210 Joves so great Suns splendor, when' must Under earths thick black Clouds of interest? (rest What kind of bountie's that, which what it gives With the right hand, back with the left receives? Here hisb 1.211 blamsphemous Rites are due t'him more, Then when he did an Ox at once devour. Thou didst not hold Apollo'sc 1.212 Tripus, he Cannot have from him but by Victorie. Enter great Pompie on the Stage to stand, Like Pigmyd 1.213 Pluto in fair Peaces hand.

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Ere he restoresa 1.214 Tigranes to his own, With Armed Force he pulls him from his Throne. With deep wounds first tortures his Royal heart, Then seeks his cure withb 1.215 Machaonian Art; And while his Glories brightest Beams ray forth, The publick vain applause poiseth his worth. When h'has enthron'd the King, his courteous Grace Must stately hand Him to thec 1.216 highest place. In Charles's Conquest George rides first, and h Is the chief Captive fames his Victorie. Charles is untoucht by aught, but what does prove The pleasure anguish of the Wounds of Love.

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George1 1.217 peaceably wins, and gives all, which done, Yields2 1.218 the Glory of the day to the Sun. The Ages Praise his Wisdom, but compares To th'3 1.219 Excremental Fire drops from the Stars. To the Clouds exhal'd Vapours flashing Fire, Does in the moment of its Birth expire. Th' Elementary Fire like that does here, Extend but to such bodies that are near. Monks fame like Fire that is dispenst to all Bodies remote, must be Celestial. Th'4 1.220 Achilles of the Romans, that Captain, Who to their Honour gave both Heart and Brain;

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His Battels in a Nutshel might confine, dmiring this strange1 1.221 bloodless one of thine. hou canst make rotten Members sound, and yet Not maim the body, or cut aught from it. When raging frensie hath confus'd the Brain, ith thy sole touch, canst set it right again. 2 1.222 Fright thy foes down, and all distempers cure, hile none loose3 1.223 blood or any pain endure. ide all his Crowns on him: for thy renown, King while thou'rt in Tryumph bears thy4 1.224 Crown.

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1 1.225 That day we2 1.226 dedicate to thee's begun And height'd with all the Glories in the Sun. Our great Apollo when we Celebrate, The3 1.227 Tryumph of our Joy from Thee bears date, When with hearts jubile we cry There's he, We cant but must reflect our eyes on Thee. His rayes that make the day, to us are sent Through thy kind air who mak'st our Firmament. When we speak him return'd, of thee we say, And there's the4 1.228 providence guides him the way.

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To give thee time, we can none sit esteem, But just that day is sacred unto Him. And should a Gem doth matchless worth display, B'expos'd t'admire but in the brightest day? Should Joves Bird doubles with his two sun'd sight Noon day, appear but in the clearest light? Should peace twixt man and man, twixt Heaven & us Have less than Royal Pomp t'attend it thus? The Kings and Kingdoms Treasure needs must be One Subject with him of Solemnity. "What makes and shows the dignity of Kings, "Extol'd with them, their greater glory brings. "Our Phaebus then in his best lustre seems, "When we behold him with his hightning beams. VVhen we our1 1.229 votes to our great Victor pay, Should we at any but th' head-altar pray? He's now as well our Conduit as our Spring; You've virtues place, 'twixt Dignity and King. You are the gold conveighance carry on The Royal Christal Streams from power to Throne.

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VVhile his Crown's on his head, who's present there, Sees you with yours, & thinks your Crown youra 1.230 spear. You being his George and Honour, who'l him view, Must needs, as you're so near him, gaze on you. If he's our King, your'r1 1.231 King to him in heart, VVhose left side with thee there2 1.232 breaths thy de∣sert. Since you have given him the right hand, who Can he expect the left now from but you? You best know, best can his high merits tell, And keep our eyes fixt on your Miracle. Your person 'tis must be your3 1.233 Princes aid, And4 1.234 sustain this fair Fabrick, here you've made. We'll bless you all the while, and as one knee Falls to him, th'other5 1.235 bows and stands for thee.

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Our hearts are smother'd in our joyes, as though The great effect of happiness were woe. Thy goodness flows so high, that we who shou'd Live by't, are almost delug'd in the flood. Our hearts like1 1.236 Snow are melted as they meet Thy noon beams, and run down to wash thy feet. Our blood's all2 1.237 feavour'd, let it out or we Keep it for Charles, and his commands from thee. All feavour'd, yes, and when our grief's well scan'd, We find it comes from our Physitians hand. Physitians. Thus we live, for our wounds be Made by thy steel, leavs healing simpathy. You give us strength,3 1.238 keep us we cannot fall; As well our spirits, as Estates General.

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While the faira 1.239 Hours to Heaven do swiftly flie, They turn their heads and all1 1.240 look back on thee. Thy2 1.241 Exploits serve as presidents to men, And thy life only fits ab 1.242 Jeroms Pen. None but an Hesiod deserves to be Recorder of your Genealogie. Thy3 1.243 History, Great George, will keep alive, Like Dictys's, and in the grave4 1.244 Survive.

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What wants voice for thy fame, will cryt' express Fame not confin'd towords or sillables. Thus1 1.245 boundless in its self, up and down fly The splendid Orb of thy2 1.246 immensity. Well may'st thou witha 1.247 Agesilaus deny, Art should delineate thy Phisnomy. For 'tis thy Nature, Person and3 1.248 Desert, Can only tell us truly who thou art. The more we with Ideas frame out these, The more we're puzled like Simonides. Phidias and Pyrgoteles may try, Who Idols made so many Cubits high,

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If they can find room for thy Statue here, Being limited to this streight Hemisphere. Where's one who for a rude design now can, Carve Athos out into the shape of man? Who footes thee on earth, must advance thy Head Tll it prop Heaven, and stand in1 1.249 Atlas stead. B Memnons Statue thine, that praise thee can, T••••l the next coming of the Son of man. Pyramid well Figures thee, whose Spire Points thy Seraphick flame sets Heaven on fire. Thy Obelisk should be eternal: thus T'will only stand for Thee and speak for us. Who'l present thee at th' exit of our Wars, Must diaper thy Cloath of Worth with Stars. Embroider it with Suns, till it appear An Element of Light to ev'ry Sphear. Praise can't profane on thee. Can't be profane T' adore one power'd to make a Sovereign? Can't be prophane if we him Deifie, ••••ly creates a Ryal Mjesty?

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No, no. Who makes a doubt thus dangerous, Quit our Blest Orb, and ne're be sav'd with us. Did ever Subject like mine merit praise, That is the Sovereigns1 1.250 Subject, Text and Bayes? Our Arts, Arms, Muses, all to thee we owe, While th' Heavens themselves bow on each side of you Our2 1.251 Churches, our Tribunals, and State joyne To say they'r all, and all with Charles is thine. We cannot make thee greater, unless we Fight God, and Charles, with curst Apostacie. To make thee greater, there's no power or skill In3 1.252 Kings to do't, since such obey thy will.

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Nor can the power above do't, unless he Would make thee Ruler of his Hierarchie. Nor can1 1.253 hearts love thee more, unless't were meet▪ They die, and loose your due by paying it. The more our fancy ruminates thy worth, The more dilicious sweetness issueth forth. The oftner we limbick our thoughts of you, The purer your spirituous virtues flow. The fairest flower in our paradice, Does it from thy care as thy plant take rise! Does our new Kingdoms happiness, proceed From thy judicious policy and meed! Are all the beautious Ornaments we see Adorn our state,2 1.254 fruits of thya 1.255 husbandrie!

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Canb 1.256 Concord, Peace, and Faith, here only claim, Their rights and honours from thy bounteous fame! Do the most high1 1.257 applauses of the Times, ound to thee but as somec 1.258 ill-tuned Chimes! Have pomp and2 1.259 wealth with thee, but there abode, Till thou canst find where they shall be bestow'd! 'you fancy nothing but what man can't give, Or else what you as3 1.260 Mortal can't receive! Like no Crown but whose glory does surprise, Dazle and wonder-strike all humane eyes! No honour please thee, but what does thee bring, Some signal service to thy God and King! Will you Triumph with no Crown, but what raies From the bright head of th' Antientest of dayes!

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Then let us1 1.261 Muse on thee, while we2 1.262 suppress Our words: For speaking will but make thee3 1.263 less. As if thy Merits towers whose hights stand Above our sight, wee'd reach to with our hand. Fathom the4 1.264 Ocean, and what we find Boundless, we'd have by measures be confind. If as Moors in the Suns Beams we dare show Our blackness, we know your fires made it so. Extolling your high-noon, we none invite To5 1.265 match it with your6 1.266 glim'ring candle-light. Though after you with Meeters feet we run, VVe ne're presume to7 1.267 overtake the Sun

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VVhile with your light you open your eyes thus, The1 1.268 brightness as we view you,2 1.269 dazels us. VVe chatter but as Swallows, while to blaze Thy worth, we'd make a consort of thy praise. VVe do to this effect in our best lines, But as3 1.270 dumb silly creatures, speak by Signes. VVhen we've thus nam'd thee and thy acts, we see The rest of right belongs t'4 1.271 Eternity. From the Heaven's here with you we need ne're fear To loose you, since you cannot change your Sphear.

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That1 1.272 Heavens2 1.273 only able and fit to cry Your Jo's with its loud Artillery. No Trump but Dooms can be of service here, To sound your great Fame out to ev'ry ear. And to give you your place, who rightly sings Your worth, must seat you with the King of Kings.
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