An elegie vpon the death of the right honorable, most noble, worthily-renowned, and truly valiant lord, Robert, Earle of Essex & Evve &c. His Excellency, late Lord Generall of all the forces raised by the Parliament of England in defence of the Protestant religion. Who departed the 14th. day of September, 1646. / William Mercer. Mercer, William, 1605?-1676? This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A89060 of text R210635 in the English Short Title Catalog (Thomason 669.f.10[84]). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). 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A89060) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 162618) Images scanned from microfilm: (Thomason Tracts ; 246:669f10[84]) An elegie vpon the death of the right honorable, most noble, worthily-renowned, and truly valiant lord, Robert, Earle of Essex & Evve &c. His Excellency, late Lord Generall of all the forces raised by the Parliament of England in defence of the Protestant religion. Who departed the 14th. day of September, 1646. / William Mercer. Mercer, William, 1605?-1676? 1 sheet ([1] p.) Printed by I.C., London : 1646. With decorative border. In verse: "Cease great Surveyer of this glorious Ball," ... Annotation on Thomason copy: "7tbr. [i.e. September] 29 [with a line through it]". Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng Essex, Robert Devereux, -- Earl of, 1591-1646 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Elegiac poetry, English. Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Early works to 1800. A89060 R210635 (Thomason 669.f.10[84]). civilwar no An elegie vpon the death of the right honorable, most noble, worthily-renowned, and truly valiant lord, Robert, Earle of Essex & Evve &c. Hi Mercer, William 1646 956 1 0 0 0 0 0 10 C The rate of 10 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2007-07 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2007-08 Apex CoVantage Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2007-09 Pip Willcox Sampled and proofread 2007-09 Pip Willcox Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion AN ELEGIE Vpon the Death of the Right Honorable , most Noble , Worthily-Renowned , and truly Valiant Lord , ROBERT , Earle of ESSEX & EVVE , &c. His Excellency , late Lord Generall of all the Forces raised by the Parliament of England in defence of the Protestant Religion . Who departed the 14th . day of September , 1646. The first Elegie . CEase great Surveyer of this glorious Ball , To shine ; you twinkling Constellations all , Stand in your Spheares , as if you all were fixt , And fram'd to make all human Mortals vext ; Restrain your light ; doe not one glimpse bestow Fot our delight , sad mourners here below : You were created in celestiall kinds To glad the mirthfull and solatious minds Who , rapt as 't were , and ravisht with your glories , Might therein walk , and shun disastrous stories : But lo ! your comforts uselesse now , we mourn , You need not more , your heavenly Tapers burn But be as we are ; all beclouded over With Sable Mantles ; and doe not discover Your Orbs a while , but let us live alone Dark as the Night-Owles , sadly to bemoane Our so much losse ; and having wept a time , Give light again ; to let us know our crime Of gu●lt , whereby we greatly did provoke Your high Creator , thus to strike this stroke Against the State ; whose standing did consist As much in him , as could in one be wisht : Our admir'd ESSEX , who still aimed at The height of Honour ; yet Immaculat . But ah ! He 's chang'd , then let us cast our eyes To doe their duties at his Obsequies : Alasse ! what duties can our eyes perform ? Nothing but weep , as 't were , a Winter storm Of such continuance , as with watry Flouds The Earth may swell , and swallow up the Clouds . Could those sad teares , in sorrow we would weep , And shed , till such an inundation deep Did flow so far , as till a new deluge Should threat our ruine , yet we would not grudge Once to regain so great a good as this , ( Pardon the passion of my partiall wish ) Whose worth the vertuous , and the very bad , Bemoan ( now lost ) because , they living , had A Patrone to their vertue ; and the worst Were wonne by his example ; thus both lost ; But now O! march you multitude of Mourners , Seale up this Jewell , wast all your waxen burners About his Tomb ; and take no Trophies hence , This is the last , and least , due recompence Can be perform'd ; O! happy then , that Ark Where lies inshrin'd , such goodnesse in the dark . Farewell , brave Lord , in vain our suits we sue , Soul rest in peace ; To thee once more adieu . The second Elegie by the same AUTHOUR . REeader , the reverend dutie which I owe To this great Haeros , I would have thee know , Moves me to write , though some more learned hand Will try this task , and in my room will stand To state the Case ; lest I Eclipse the light Of his great glory , and impair that right Due to his worth ; yet let me adde one Verse Upon his Dolefull , though adorned Hearse ; Whose Boundlesse vertues , ornaments of Fame , Befits the Gods to glosse on such a Theame . Religious Patron , Peerlesse , Pious Peere , Affections Load-stone lies inshryned here ; Highest in honor , bounty , zeale , and love , Whose rare Perfections ( in a Spheare above My rurall pen ) were plac't ; who did transcend Nature its limits in Courage ; had no end In all those parts and attributes of grace Could be confer'd from Heaven on Human Race , Whose losse all Nations ought lament and mourn , And powre out Seas of teares about his Vrn ; By nature Noble , unblemisht , and renownd , Unparaleld for prudence ; most profound ; Religion , Valour , Fortune , Faith and Wit , All were combin'd ; Here was a patern fit ; A matchlesse mind , magnanimous and just , True , Constant , upright in his highest Trust ; Belov'd of all , whole goodnesse did reflect Upon the best ; and had so strong effect ( By influence infused from above ) Upon the bad , they could not chuse but love . The gods convey'd by their supernall power All worth to him ; yet vanquisht in an houre He was by Fate ; though all the force which Mars Did make , could not subdue him in the Wars . His acts did adde , unto his Nations honor , His rare exploits did prosper so , he won-her More stedfast faith , more upright truth and peace , As never can be canceld in no race . Time shall expire , and all in it shall rot , But his brave Name shall never be forgot , Whose so rais'd fame and excellencies shall Survive the world , yea and its Worthies all . In brief , what Age might speak so proud a word , So good a Man , and yet so great a Lord ? William Mercer . London Printed by I. C. 1646.