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To the Right Honourable, Earle Henerie Rich.
Anagr.
Here hence ir' realj▪
Vers.
Here hence ire really. Thy Eagle-soring Wings▪
Surmounts all envy, Ire, or such like things.
Epig.
WHat high Renown can be return'd by me,
Most Noble Lord, as attributes to thee?
Extents of honours, in their rarest kinde,
On Hollands head have been increas'd I finde:
Bounty beyond expressions of my Pen,
Thy beauty too, exceeds the Sex of men;
The miracle of Fame, Dame Natures glore,
The life of vertue, graces house of store:
Thy Courtly presence, and thy Princely grace,
Adds to the splendor of thy Royall Race.
Nor Spain, nor France, the Netherlands, nor all,
The Nations, nam'd; on this unmeasured Ball,
Can justly brag of such a one in worth,
For valour, vertue, and what issues forth.
The rarest tongue of Eloquence, and skill,
Which doth exceed, brave Cicero his quill.
The mindes of Monarchs, and the Courts of Kings,
Are onely fit, for such unequald things.
The eyes of England, gloried heretofore,
In thee brave Holland, pray thee keep thy store,
And stand aside, lest any stain thy state,
By private Envie, undeserved hate.
And when thou find'st occasion, then come on,
Thy person fits, for to approach a Throne.
W. M.