Monumentum Regale or a tombe, erected for that incomparable and glorious monarch, Charles the First, King of Great Britane, France and Ireland, &c. In select elegies, epitaphs, and poems.

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Title: Monumentum Regale or a tombe, erected for that incomparable and glorious monarch, Charles the First, King of Great Britane, France and Ireland, &c. In select elegies, epitaphs, and poems.
Author: Cleveland, John, 1613-1658.
Publication: [London :: s.n.],; Printed in the yeare 1649.
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Subject terms: Charles -- I, -- King of England, 1600-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
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BEhold the Mirror of a Prince Pourtraid!
The living Emblem of glorious shade.
Whose Chair of State was late a Scaffold made.

One, then whom never any did professe
More Zeal to th' Publique, and received lesse;
Of more desert, and brought to more distresse.

That reall lustre to our Royall Garter;
That late inlarger of our Cities Charter;
Whose Crown the Crime that made this Monarch-Martyr!

Adien Dear Prince; Death, like a loving friend
Hath Crown'd thy sufferings with a peacefull end,
While headlesse we our ruine must attend.

Nor can we lesse expect, Judgement's at hand
To scourge the follies of a sinfull Land▪
"What Brightman wrote we would not understand.

"From th' fatall period of a Charlemain,
"Wain should a Kingdom in her Charles-wain:
"But Prayers nor tears might call him back again.

"Lords should resign their Patents to the Sword,
"Lurdane should equall any English Lord.
O brave Platonick Levell! Martiall Boord!