Poems on several choice and various subjects occasionally composed by an eminent author ; collected and published by Sergeant-Major P.F.

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Poems on several choice and various subjects occasionally composed by an eminent author ; collected and published by Sergeant-Major P.F.
Author
Howell, James, 1594?-1666.
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London :: Printed by Ja. Cottrel and are to be sold by S. Speed ...,
1663.
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"Poems on several choice and various subjects occasionally composed by an eminent author ; collected and published by Sergeant-Major P.F." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A70281.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 3, 2024.

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Page 14

Before my Lord of Cherberry's History of King Hen. 8.

VIces in Kings are like those spots the Moon Bears in her body, which so plain appeer To all the world: so Vertues shine more clear In them, and glitter like the Sun at Noon. This King had both; yet counter-balance all, You'l find th' out-poising Grain in Vertues Scale.
He was more King then Man: his Gallantries Surpass'd his Frailties; Had his Passions bent To Him as France did, and his Parlement; Or had his Set been equal to his Rise: Of all those glorious Kings wore Englands crown, He had march'd with the foremost in Renown.
This learned Lord, this Lord of VVit and Art, This Metaphysick Lord gives us a Glass, VVherein we may discern in ev'ry part This boystrous Prince, He cuts Him out in Brass, In everlasting Brass: so that I may avow, Old Harry never had a Monument till now.
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