THE PERIOD OF Mourning. Disposed into six VISIONS. In Memory of the late Prince. TOGETHER With Nuptial Hymns, in Honour of this Happy Marriage between the Great PRINCES, FREDERICK Count Palatine of the RHINE, AND The Most Excellent, and Abundant Precedent of all VIRTVE and GOODNESS ELIZABETH only Daughter to our Sovereign, his MAJESTY. Also the manner of the Solemnisation of the Marriage at White-Hall, on the 14. of February, being Sunday, and St. Valentine's day. By Henry Peacham, Mr. of Arts. LONDON: Printed by T. S. for john Helm, and are to be sold in Saint Dunstanes Churchyard in Fleetstreet. 1613. TO THE RIGHT Honourable and truly Noble-minded, Sir john Swinnerton Knight, Lord Mayor of the City of London, Sir Thomas Middleton, and Sir john jolles, aldermans, his Brethren. RIght Honourable, and worthy Senators. IT was an ancient custom, no whit discommendable, among the Ethiopian Princes, amid their Feasts and Royal Banquets, to have the head of a dead man laid in Earth, presented the first to the Table; in abundance of Mirth to put them in mind of Mortality. Though I have ever been a sworn enemy to Superstition, I seem to imitate them thus far, who unseasonably at the solemnity of this Royal Marriage, offer again to view the Image of our dead dear and never to be forgotten Prince, Henry. Affection is liable to none account, and this Sorrow, to sound hearts can never come out of season, yet thus much for myself; My love to his excellent virtues, and person, to whom I was so many ways engaged, drew, some while since these tears to their head, which encountering with a contrary passion of joy, for the happy Marriage of his Mostlike Sister the Princess my most gracious Lady; like fire and water (striving for praedominancie) I was enforced to make both way even to mine own prejudice. What I have done, my Honourable Lord, in regard of the fidelity the City hath ever borne to the State, the true hearty love you carry in your own particulars to his Majesty, and the Progeny Royal, and lastly that you are known out of your Noble and own natural inclination to goodness, to favour all Learning and Excellency, whereby beyond your praedecessors you gain a double Honour, I humbly offer up to your Honourable protection: expecting only Time and Occasion wherein I may really manifest how fast I am tied in Zeal and dutiful Affection to so worthy a Mayor, and so Honourable a City. Your Honours and Worships, truly devoted Henry Peacham. AD AUTHOREM, in Periodum eius, foelicesque, Frederici Comitis PALATINI Rhenensis, et ELIZABETHae Serenissimae Principis Hymenaos. FLebilibus mirâ quod misces arte triumphos Carminibus, miror iure Poëma tuum: In tanto dolor an lusus quis vate requirat? Tam bene qui iungis gaudia cum lachrymis. Mortuus HENRICUS vitam, plangente CAMOENA, Viva canente soror, ne moriatur habet. Obstupui fateor fieri haec contraria somno Credo equidem Musam sed vigilâsse tuam Vel tu bicipiti haec cepisti insomnia Monte, font caballino, vel benè mersus eras. A. S. To the Muse. Go Muse, that like Endymion didst but dream of Golden days in thy Dispairefull Night; And stoodst like Tantal in a Siluer-streame, That said thy longing with a false delight: Open thy dull eyes, and while that others weep, Say, what thou saw'st, since thou hast been asleep. And yet hadst been, had not (Oh Brightest Fair) chaste Cynthia with her favours wakened me, And His dear Love, whose loss I shadow here, Enforced a task of latest Piety: Else better far, we had been silent still; And slept unseen upon a peaceful Hill. THE PERIOD of Mourning. I. Vision. I Saw (me thought) from Camber's hilly shore, A goodly Ark, as ever eye beheld; Whose Sails were Silk, and Tackle twined Oar, That seemed reflected, gloriously to gild The wave around, while thousand colours fair, Kept time aloft with every little air. She Archôn height, for that she had no Peer, And could command the Ocean with her might: In whom the Hopes of many thousands were, But chiefly of the Muse, and Martial sprite● Brave Man of war she was, from Britain bound, For new discoveries all that might be found. And going out, she did beguile the way, With sound of Trumpet, Shawms and Cornet shrill, That filled the shore, and seemed to charm the Sea; (For winds were ceased, and waves were calm and stil.) Such peals of Thunder, than anon were sent, As if she would have torn the Firmament. But suddenly the Day was overcast, A tempest hurls the billow to the Sky, That Cables broke, and having spent her Mast She fell on Rocks; herewith I heard a cry Of dying men; who perished on the shelves, Save some, that knew to swim, and save themselves. Which when I saw, a stream of Tears I shed, And said (O GOD) who did commit the sin, That such a Treasure should be buried In lowest Grave, as it had never been? A fraught wherein we shared every one, And by whose loss three Kingdoms are undone. II. VISION. I Saw a Palm, of body tall and strait, Upon whose branches Crownets did depend; But for the top, were kept a cumbrous weight Of three more great: enough to force it bend, (For little wot we managing of Realms, The hourly cares and charge of Diadems.) And every bough did bloom with fruitful store, Wherein all kinds of singing Birds did build, Melodiously rejoicing evermore In his dear aid, by whom they were upheld: And hither oft, the shepherd would repair, If heat did scorch, or cloud accloie the Air. But at the root, a fearful Serpent lay, (Whose many mischiefs Time forbids me tell,) That undermined the Body night and day, That last, it down with hideous fragor fell, To grief of all; mine eye did never see, More hopeful Blossoms, or a fairer Tree. III. VISION. A Wood there was, along the Stygian Lake, Where Night, and everlasting Horror dwell, Herein a Cave, two hollow Rocks did make, From whence a Brook as black as Lethe fell: A common road led thither, with descent So steep, that none returned that ever went. It was an uncouth Dungeon, dark and wide, Where living man near was, or light had shone, Save that a little glimmering I espied From rotten sticks, that all about were thrown: The Bexe and baneful Yew-tree grew without, All which a stinking ditch did moat about. Within, there hung upon the ragged walls Skulls, shirts of mail, whose owners had been slain Escotcheons, Epitaphs of Funerals; In bottles tears of friends, and Lovers vain: Spades, Mottockes, models, bolts and bars for strength, With bones of Giants of a wondrous length. Beneath, all forms of Monuments were seen, Whose superscriptions were through age defaced, And owners long ago consumed clean But now as coffers were in order placed, Wherein inditements lay, charms, deadman's wills Popes pardons, pleas, and Pothecaries bills. In midst there sat a meager wretch alone, That had in sorrow both his ei'n outwept, And was with pine become a skeleton: I asked him why that loathsome Cave he kept, And what he was: my name (quoth he) is Death Perplexed here, for Henry's loss of breath. HENRY the good, the great, unware I hit With deadly dart before the timely day, For at one near him while I levelled it, That sent more souls than I myself away, Or fear, or fate the arrow did misguide That he escaped, and Noblest Henry died. With that, he bade me to retire in haste, For never any came so near his door, And lived: herewith mine eye a side I cast, Where stood a glue-pot, Canes and quivers store, And on a shelf, lay many stinking weeds, Wherewith, I guess, he poisoned arrow heads. By doubtful tracks away through Brake and Breere, I left the Wood, and light at l●st did view, When Death I heard accused every where, As Thief and Traitor, of the vulgar crew, For this misdeed, he swore against his will; For who knew Henry could not mean him ill. FOUR VISION. I Saw erewhile, conducted forth by Fame A Car Triumphal, all of massy Gold, And * Three of England and that one of Scotland. four fierce Lions yoked in the same, The which a Virgin, lovely to behold, With gentle rain did guide and show the way, She * Unity. una height, none else they would obey. A warlike Imp within was set on high, Who Phoebus, in his glorious arms out-shone, Ydrad of all for awful Majesty, Yet loving, and more loved lived none; Height Philocles, whom Fame did thus address To high designs, which few or none could guess. But oh uncertain state of all below, And feeble stay whereon our hopes do rest! While that I gazed ravished with the show And heart did leap for joy within my breast, From Heaven I saw descend a fiery wand And all to black was turned out of hand. Carricks white Lions in a field of Red, His golden Garbs as chester's Palatine, The Cornish Beasaunts seldom quartered, Rothsay with that brave Coat of Leoline, Which oneday might in field of Mars have flown, Before his Hearse were mournful streamers shown. The gallant Steed that did disdain the bit, And shook with angry hoof the hollow ground, His Rider's loss lamented over it: The Soldier with his Drum and Trumpets sound That beat the March, and blew the furious charge, Were turned to Singers timing of his Dirge. The fiery spirit whose aspiring flame Broke out enkindled at his glorious light Grew dim and damped, as dying with the same; The gentle Heart in mourning melted quite, His Friends and lovers (We) did wear his black Within the Breast, while others on the Back. But in the while we have related this, The Corpse was gone and every thing was past, That there remained nothing but his Miss, Which when I saw mine eyes to Heaven I cast, And said, Oh let me never live I pray, To feel the grief of such another day. V. VISION. I Lay to rest by those two Sister-streames, That strive with each as seemeth by their haste, Who to her spouse should take the stately Thames, (For both into his bosom fall at last;) Where, one I heard as Thracian Orpheus sing, With Beast and Bird about him listening. Come Woods (quoth he) and Waters lend your sound, And help us to bemoan our dion death, Come every Plant that grows upon the ground, Your fruit or savours to his Hearse bequeath, Come purple Roses, purest Lilies turn Your Beauties black, and help a while to mourn. Come Albion Muses, come sweet Philomela, Report this news among thy mournful strains, To greenie Groves the Death of Dion tell, Ye Shepherds fill herewith the fruitful plains, At Morn and Even, and say, with Dion dead, All Music and our Merry days are fled. Come Albion Muses, come ye silver Swans Sing dying and die singing on the banks Of Isis' flood, come wood musicans Surround him sleeping in your painted ranks, Leave wanton Naiads treading of your rings And teach your eyes to overflow the springs. Come Albion Muses bid Menalcas sit With broken reed beside his aged Oak, And solitary there some ditty fit That mought to tears infernal Dis provoke: Eternal silence dwell on Dale and hill, And Herds unkept go wander where you will. Come Albion Muses, come with Echo mourn In hollow Rocks and vales, for Dion gone, Who (like his lips) shall never more return, A gracious answer called by you upon: Die flowers, and fall ye fruit unripe from Trees And cease your toil (the sweetest gone) ye Bees. Come Albion Muses, never Dolphin wept More kindly, cast by Neptune on the shore, Or Memnon's Bird with greater sorrow kept Aurora's son, whom still she weary over, Or grove with plaints of Philomela rung When Ploughman had bereft her of her young. Calliope more woeful did not seek, Her Loved Homer all about the Sea, Or Venus on her dear Adonis check, More kisses heaped as he dying lay, As Albion now who (mother-like) in vain, Would, spite of Nature, weep him back again. If in a graden but the Mallow die, The Daisy, Dill, or Rose, it lives again, And shooteth yearly from his bed on high, But we endu'de with Reason who are men, Much fairer, stronger, if we once do fall, No more on Earth our being have at all. Much more he would have said but that with grief, His voice did fail and hand began to slack, Wherewith approached first of Beasts the chief, Who in their kinds bewailed dion lack: The Birds above, in Trees were set aloft, Each chattering in his note as Nature taught. None for precedence strove, that they forgot, As ill befitting pensiveness of heart, But as they came in Loving league they sat, And each to each his sorrow did impart: For griefs do grow by many bearers weak, That else the backs of one or two would break Three Lions white full bitterly did groan, And wail his absence whom they loved dear, Aloof the * Noble personages of the land whose Crests these are. Heliconian Horse did moan, For as the rest he could not come so near. The Lynx, the Bufle, and the Talbot true, Did (as they could) their utmost sorrow show. The Greyhound, Griffon, Tiger, and the Goat, Two gallant Dragons green, and one of Red, The Unicorn in his fair Ermine-coate, The Roebuck, Boar, and Bull, for combat bred: The Leopard, Wiverne, Monkey, and the Bear, The Tiger, Cat, and Porcespine were there. Of Birds, I saw the Eagle sharp of sight, Th' Arabian Phoenix, and the Peacock gay, The towering Falcon for the King's delight, The Chough, the Raven, and dainty Popingay, The Swan with Pheasaunt fetched from Phasis flood, And Pelican soar wounded with her brood. With others numberless both wild and tame, By flocks that hither in a Moment flew, But as I near to this assembly came, Their order, kinds, and colours for to view, The Man, the Music, Bird, and Beast were gone, I left to mourn disconsolate alone. VI VISION. I Was conducted by a lovely child, Whose hair outshone the brightest burning gold, Of sweet aspect as Maid, and modest mild, Unto that place where certainly is told, The souls of such as here had lived well, Disrobed of Earth in happiness do dwell. It was Elysium, a delightful plain, Where Zephyre makes an everlasting Spring, And Fruits, and Flowers, do all the year retain Their taste and beauties, sweetest Birds do sing In Laurel shades, where coolest silver brooks Divorce their courses by a thousand crooks. Within there was a Theatre of gold, Raised on a mount in semicircle wise, Which stately columns strongly did uphold, That by ascent did over other rise, And railed between with Crystal lights that shone Against the Sun like Rocks of Diamond. Not Scaurus Scene might with this same compare, That eighty thousand could at one time hold, Nor that of Pompey, nor that wonder rare * Marti. Epi●r. Lib. 1. Epist. 1. Barbara pyramidum, etc. Vespasian reared, nor that with powdered gold Which Nero (as with sand I read bestrew) And seeled with silk all starry gilt in blue. Three rows it had where Princes only sat, To view their worldly miseries foregone, Their kingdoms changes and to contemplate Their happiness in full fruition: These lived well, or for the Faith were slain, Or younglings were who never saw their reign. Each were in order ranked as they died, The foremost, Heir apparants of our land, Whose deaths were by Impresas specified, So sweetly limned as by an Angel's hand. * He was drowned at 17 years of age, coming into England out of Normandy, and with him his brother Richard, and Richard Earl of Chester, and his brother O●w●le the Prince's Tutor, the Countess of Perch, the King's daughter named Mary, and his Niece the Countess of Chester, with many young Noblemen and Knights, to the number of an 60. persons. William first Henry's son did give a sea Enraged, above was written, Cast away. The son of Stephen Prince * Eustace being angry with his Father Stephen for making peace with Henry Duke of Normandy departed from him, at Bury sittin● down to dinner feil mad upon the receiving of the first mor●ell. Eustace next did sit, Who gave a branch of bitter Hellebore, Dispayre's not holp was scored over it. Henry, † Henry, eldest son of Henry the second, borne in London, was crowned in his Father's 〈…〉, to the quiet of the Realm as it was thought, but he rebelled in No●m●ndie, whose pu●t ' e●e took against his Father, Lewis King of France William King of Scots, H●nry Ge●●ffrey, 〈◊〉 his sons, Robert Earl of Leicester, Hugh Earl of Chester, etc. 〈◊〉 toug●● against his Father, and after died of a Fever, desiring for ●●uenes●e: his Father sent him his R●●●, in token he had or given him, which he humbly kissed. He died at Martell, and was buried at Roan, his body wound in those linne● clothes he was anointed King in. the son of second Henry bore A Phaeton, with this, Too soon I climb, A King and Rebel in my Father's time. Appeared then, in Arms, a goodly Prince Of swarthy * Edward the black Prince, first son to Edward the 3. some make his name rather from the black days France endured by him then from his Countenance. hue, by whom there hung a Lance Of wondrous length, preserved ever since He overthrew at Poiteirs john of France: A Dial his device, the style at One, And this, No night and yet my day is done. By him I saw in white a comely † Prince Edward who was slain at Tewksbury: King Edward the first ●●ote him on the face with his Gauntlet, afterward he was most cruelly slain, being run through the breast with an a●ming-sword: His mother Queen Margaret at the same ●●me being taken prisoner, and slain, john Duke of Somerset, Courtney, E. of D●uonshire, the Lord Wenlocke, etc. youth, Upon whose breast appeared a gaping wound (That would have moved a heart of Flint to ruth) Wherewith the place was smeared all around. A withered crimson Rose by him was fixed, His word, The last, as son of Henry sixth. A little lower sat two * King Edward the fifth, and Richard his Brother, taken out of Sanctuary: Murdered in the Tower: The l●●ly pourtracture of these Princes came to my hands limned in a Manuscript which was written by Anti●●●y Earl Rivers their Uncle, and given to King Edward the fourth; and this was the first bo●ke that ever was Printed in England (as Master Cambden told me) this being the ●ame that the Earl gave the King, bound in green Velvet, etc. beauteous Imps Of smile cheer, as fresh as flower in May: Not Tyndaris fair twins, Plerian Nymphs, Or Myrrba's Boy so lovely fair as they: These were the Brother-Princes that in bed The Tyrant slew and left unburied. One had a Pillow with his crown thereon, His Mot, The Price of my eternal rest: The other gave a Vulture ceasing on The heart of Titius, with, The Tyrant's breast. Prince Arthur, Prince Arthur married Catharine, Daughter of Ferdinando king of Spain. By this device the Author seems covertly to show a distaste of our Princes matching with Spain. this, above an Orange flower Though seems the fairest yet the fruit is sour. The last sat our late HENRY on a Throne By one degree raised higher than the rest; About whose brow an heavenly glory shone, And certain beams appeared from his breast, Which who so did with nearer eye admire Were stricken blind, or had their hearts on fire. Where when I saw that Brow, that Cheek, that Eye, He left imprinted in Eliza's face, That lovely cheer and graceful Majesty In hopeful CHARLES that take their second place. With joy surprised to my home before I bad return, we cared for no more. FINIS. A * The difference between an Epecide and Epitaph is (as Seru●us teacheth) that the Epicidium is proper to the body while it is unburied the Epitaph otherwise; yet our Poets stick not to take one for the other: it hath the Etymon from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, which is curar● inferias, saith Sca●●ger: in Poet: EPICEDIUM of the Author. STay Royal Body ere thou go'st To sleep in Mother's arms, the dust: And let our Tears distilling fast, Embalmne thy Lovely Limbs the last, Whom Heaven so dear while here did hold, It took both Model and the mould From Nature, lest there might remain, A hope to have his like again: HENRY too to forward Rose, HENRY terror to his foes, HENRY Friends and Fathers stay, HENRY Sunne-rise of our Day, HENRY Lodestar of the Arts, HENRY Loadstone of all hearts. But now our bud hath bid the frost, And Britain, warlike Arthur lost: Friends and fathers want their stay, And overclouded is our day, This star is fallen from our sight, And lost with all our compass quite. Oh loss of losses, grief of grief, Beyond compassion or relief! But was our young josias shot From Babel, Kings 2. cap. 23. vers. 29. Egypt ward or not? His journey scarcely yet begun, Or was this deed by Heaven done? The cause were Earth's all Horrid crimes, Hatched in these faithless fruitless times: 'Tis sin hath drawn the deluge down Of all these tears, wherein we drown, Wherein not only we are d●ent, But all the Christian continent; Yea utmost climes and coasts unknown, Whereto his winged Fleer is flown, Whose Pilot while the Master sleeps, Is sounding of the Northern deeps, Encountering Icy Mountains, Coasts, Raked up in snows, or bound with frosts: Who save the Deity divine, Could say the depth of his design? As when a Comet doth amaze, The world with its prodigious blaze, While in some pitchy night, from North, Sword brandished flames it shooteth forth, All guessing what it might portend, Or where th'effect would fall it'h end, So when this youth in Armour shone, He was with terror looked upon, Which way mought turn his sword or lance, To Turk, to Spain, to Room, or France: But this a Meteor was, no Star Imperfect mixed as glories are; Though Belus term himself a God, And Commodus bear Hermes rod: Marcellus call in thunder down, From Heaven, an artificial crown, Clearchus in his charge bear fire, Augustus clepe the Sun his Sire, Domitian his own Mother scorn, To say of Pallas he was borne, Yet all are Adam's earthy weak, Adored like Idols till they break; Become the scorn of Time and Fate, And objects of the meanest Hate. By Bodkins greatest Caesar's dead, A Shepherdess take Cyrus' head, A weasel's bite kills Aristide, And Lice did punish Herod's pride: Blind Times ascribing these to be Th'effects of Fate or Destiny Inevitable; mocking us With th'Ato'mes of Democritus. The Soul of this which World we call, Or Influence Celestial, 'Tis no Egyptian Iron Line, But providence of Power Divine; Whose high Ideas are beings, And all Essential forms of things, Disposing of all here below, Whose ends himself doth only know: Who made a cord of several sin, To whip us out, or hold us in. That what Rome of her Titus said May to late Henry be applied; That he for his own good is gone, But for our full affliction: For whose dear loss, oh let the Towers Of each heaven-daring crime of ours Be cast to ground, as Carthage were, When she her Prince's death did hear: And to express her sorrow more, Her walls with black quite covered over. Or with th'Aegyptians let us mourn Ten times seven days about his Urn: Or strew his Hearse with bud and bloom, As Thetis her Achilles' Tomb: Or crown his Ashes left to us, As they did of Demetrius: Or hang, with Athens, Laurel by, In signal of his Victory, Triumphing over Sin and Death, Wherewith we struggle still beneath; That happy thus, why (fools) do we With vainest vows solicit thee? Tears after tears to Heaven send, That should upon ourselves descend? But rather let thee quiet rest, Where thou perpetually art blest: Then farewell Henry heavenly gem, Adorning new Jerusalem; Farewell thy Britain's broken Shield; Farewell the Honour of the Field; Farewell the joy of King and Mother; Farewell Eliza's dearest Brother; Farewell the Church and Learning's prop; Farewell the arm that held me up; Farewell the golden days of mirth; Farewell the best-best Prince of earth; Farewell. Perforce I cease to mourn, For tears mine Ink to water turn. To the buried Prince. * He alludeth to that famous work of Henry the seventh's Chapel, so contrived, that from every window in the same, in the Foundation, a line was laid to the King's Grave, and in the same to his heart, as he ordaidained it in his life. As from each angle of the Vault Wherein thou liest, a line is brought Unto the Kingly founder's heart; So unto thee, from every part, See how our loves do run by line, And dead, concentre in thy Shrine. An Elegiac EPITAPH upon the untimely death of the hopeful Prince HENRY, etc. Written by the Author, at the time of his DEATH. WHo ere thou art that passest by, And canst not read for weeping eye Our interrupted Lines, or speak For sighs, that swollen heart would break; Imagine Heavens and Earth reply, Our Hopes are fallen, and here they jye: For Grief herself is stricken dumb, To see this worthiest worthies tomb, And Earth to hide from mortal sight The world's sole wonder and delight, The richest gem ere Nature wrought For pricelesses form, of purest thought, For chaste desire, for Church's zeal, For care and love of common weal; For manly shape, for active might, For Courage and Heroic spirit, For Love of Arms and Heavenly Arts, For Bounty toward all best deserts: That even by Tears of yet unborn, His Marble willbe washed and worn: For living we, though deadly shot, Stand at the gaze but feel it not. Oh never land had such a loss — But certain soul thou art but gone; To thy new coronation, Thy presence Heaven, thy state a Throne Thy Carpet Stars, to tread upon, Full glory for a Crown of gold, Out shining this accursed mould. For awful Sceptre, or thy Rod A palm; thy friends, the Saints of God: When Parasite, nor Spangled groom, With Courtiers vain accloy thy room, Where Sisters, friends, thy coming greet, With Hymns and Hallelu iahs sweet. That from the height of bliss aloft Thou viewst me thinks our Mansion oft: Brave Hampton checking Heaven with state; Or Richmond, thy beloved of late, And bid'st Adieu these heaps of clay, Cares restless rooms, Inns for a day. Oh that the Heavens deny it me, Here loathing life, to follow thee! But till my death I wear my days In Zealous tears, and in thy praise, Since I may never line to see A Prince, or Henry, like to thee. FINIS. SEQVENTIA Doctissimi Amici Carmina, Lachrumarum coronidem, ob elegantiam, & Autoris singularem in Principis defuncti Pietatem, & Amorem, meritò adposuimus. POST NENIAS' 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ad Funus diù diù Britannis Lugendum! HENRIC. BRIT. PR. & Deliciarum. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. I. S. è Soc. Int. Templi. EPITAPHIUM, Eodem Auctore. HIc quis jacet libentiùs proh! dixeram, Nisi rettulissent Neniae tot undique, Tota undique & Lessi; malum! Vos Futiles Exeste sultis. Metus adest ● Posteris, Seris Nepotibus, ne Diris malè ferant Liras voventes, perquàm iniquas Principi Liras! Quis, ast Viator, Illius memor Esse potis est satis? Sed impares Clar I Fuêre Vates. Quicquid Humanum magìs Impar; quod olím sentient Britannides Olîm nimìs, cum graviùs eheu! dixerit Fatum hoc stupendum Gnata temporis. Sed HAVE, Henrice Princeps, Magne, Semonum Decus, AEETERNUM HAVE. Corona Principis. AVreus huic vitae spatium benè circulus actae, Vitauè quae Regni sort beata fuit. Luncta cruci alterno stant ordine Lilia miscet An quia diversus, gaudia nostra dolor? Gemma animi fuerat Virtus (Henrice) relucens Quaelibet, antevenis qua probitate tuis. Vnio (ait) primùm sum facta Britannia, in isto Principe, candidius quo nihil or be fuit. Indomitas mentis vires Adamantina corda Ipse Adamas dederas, et didicisse pati. Quantus eum aether●i cepisset Numinis ardor, Cerule, nec falsus testis Iaspis eras. Tempora Smaragdum retulisse virentia Veris, Rebar, et in multos spem superesse dies: Deflua flore novo, fit spes haec Bruma dolôrum, Praeproperam ut necuit dira pruina Rosam. Sanguine foedatam palmam, spolia ampla, triumphos, Principis innuerit Martius ille Rubor. Hucque Amethyste venis de Perside, pallor jacchi, Et quam mens illi, sobria, sana fuit. Nec Chrysolithus abest, ceu quo radiantibus undis Splendet opum cumulus, splendet auîtus Honos. Est tuae de coelis * Coronan auream multis● gemmis insignitam caetitus S. Ladis●a● Hungariae Regi delatam legimus in Annal. Hun. quod ab illis adeo constanter creditur ut penes quemcunque ea sit pro legitimo Rege haberi debeat. Vide Hist. Hung. Angl. Vngaria lata corona, In coelos rapitur dignior ista Polo. Pluma triplex principis ensign. QVam bene conuênit sorti tua Symbola Pluma: Gloria cum fuerat, parva, caduca, levis. QVod Pius et prudens armisque animosior esses, Est tibi Pluma triplex, qua super astra volas. ICH DIEN. I. Seruio. SErvijt HENRICUS bis denos circiter annos, Liber abinde fuit, Civis et aethereus. H. P. LIterulae nostri communes Nominis, H P. Quam fero moeroris vos monumenta mei. Rosa Britannica. HEnrici Henricus Regis de sanguine Princeps, Enatusque Rosis, Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Nascitur ex Veneris Rosa vulnere, vulnera Regni Reddunt hunc nobis. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Infacie roseusque pudor, candore remistus Casto flore placens. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Virtute, ingenio, pollebat viribus, Hostis Senserit has spinas. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Poscebant (Veneres Europae) Tusca, Sabauda, Rure decus thalamis. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Intulit Ambrosios quàcunque incessit odores Numinis afflatus. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Coelica mellificos ditabat dona labores Elargitus opes. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Praeproperè emicuit, coelique emarcuit ictu, Solus Honos Hortis. Hinc Rosa vera fuit. Carduus Scoticus. TError eram Hostilis viws, modo, mortuus, Hosti Vt Ziscae, inijciant nomina sola metum. Deciàuus fuerat mihi flos, folia atque caduca, Nullaque quae noceat, spina relict a mihi; Attamen abstineas hostis, radice supersles Idem unusque tibi moeror, amâror, inest. Dum mihi flos teneris loetus rideret agellis, Illucensque dies aureus omnis adest. undique sollicitat volitan●ûm turba prccorum, Et me fucus iners, sedula quoerit apes, Musca dapem captans, crabro, tuque invida vespa, Et fame pressa calex, pictaque papilio. Deseror emoriens, si quid mihi caule relictum Aulicus, aut Patris fiscus, Acanthis erit. Ad Principem defunctum. SI quot corda tibi firmo iungantur amore, Principe, cum Domino contumulata forent Pyramidum moles reticeret Barbara Memphis, Et Mausolaeo nullus adesset Honos. Vltima quod moestas fundat mea Musa querelas, Et minùs in cineres officiosus eram: Obstupui, coelo (Niobes ceu marmora) laesus, Dum levis in luctu garrit ubique dolor. Epigramata alia. QVos Henrice tui coepisti vinus amore, Occîdis nimium funere saeve tuo. Vulnera quanta dedit tua Mors, Henrice Britannis, Hei mihi vidisses, non fera bella putes. Ad Lectorem. MEnse sapit carmen tibi nostrum ut Scombrus julo Lector ais, sletum plus et ubique satis: Subsi●unt (fateor) Lachrymarum flumina, regno Intempestiws non dolor iste venit. Conscia mens Veri Famae mendacia ridet; Fama loquens Verum, vertitur in lachrymas. Imminet Henrico morienti nubibus Iris, Nuntia junonis, non fuit illa Dei. Quod nullo pro ●iere tibi mea carmina cultu, Nil mirum luctu squalleo et ipse meo. Nuptial Hymns: IN HONOUR OF the Marriage. 1 ALL Fears are fled, and from our Sphere The late Eclipse is vanished quite: And now we entertain the year With Hymenaeus chaste delight: Heaven, the first, hath thrown away Her weary weed of mourning hue, And waits Eliza's Wedding-day In Starry-spangled Gown of blue. The Huntress in her silver Car, The Woods again suruaieth now: And that same bright Idalian Star Appears on Vespers veiled brow: Let Earth put on her best array, Late bathed in eye-distilled showers; And melt ye bitter Frosts away, That killed the forward Hope of ours. Ye highest Hills that harbour Snows, And arm your heads with Helms of Ice, Be Gardens for the Paphian Rose, The Lily, Violet, or Delis: Low Valleys let your Plains be spread With painted Carpets of the Spring, (Whereon Eliza's foot must tread) And every where your odours fling. And tallest Trees, with tenderest Twigs, Whom Winters-Storme hath stripped bare, Leave off those rimy Periwigs, And on with your more seemly hair. Forget ye silver-paved Floods, Your wont rage, and with your sound Revive the Shores and shady Woods, That lay in deepest sorrow drowned. Tell Amphitrite, when you meet, Eliza, Princess, is a Bride: And bid her with the News go greet The farthest Shores at every Tide; And as ye wash high towered walls, With gentle murmur in each ear, Command these Royal Nuptials Be solemnized every where. Let Thracian Boreas keep within, With Eastern Blasts that crops do kill, And Austere wetting to the skin; Be only Zephyre breathing still, Warm Zephyre to perfume the Air, And scatter down in silver Showers A thousand Garlands for her hair Of Blossom, Branch, and sweetest flowers. With Rosemarine, and verdant Bay, Be wall and window clad in green: And sorrow on him who this day In Court a Mourner shall be seen. Let Music show her best of skill, Disports beguile the irksome night. But take my Muse thy ruder Quill, To paint a while this royal sight: Proclaiming first from Thames to Rhine ELIZA Princess Palatine. 2 Nymphs of Sea and Land away, This, ELIZA'S Wedding day, Help to dress our gallant Bride With the treasures that ye hide: Some bring flowery Coronets, Roses white, and Violets: Doris gather from thy Shore Coral, Crystal, ●mber, store, Which thy Queen in Bracelets twist For her Alabaster wrist, While ye Silver-footed Girls Plate her Tresses with your Pearls. Others from Pactolus' stream, Greet her with a Diadem: Search in every Rocky Mount For the gems of most account: Bring ye Rubies for her Ear, Diamonds to fill her Hair, Emerald green and chrysolite Bind her Neck more white than white. On her Breast depending be The Onyx, friend to Chastity; Take the rest without their place, In borders, Sleeves, her Shoes, or Lace. Nymphs of Niger offer Plumes: Some your Odours and Perfumes. Diane's Maids more white than milk, Fit a Robe of finest Silk: Diane's maids who want to be The Honour of Virginity. heavens have bestowed their grace, Her chaste desires, and Angels face. 3. URANIA'S Son, who dwellest upon The fertile top of Helicon, Chaste Marriage Sovereign, and dost lead The Virgin to her Bridal Bed. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. With Marjoram begird they brow, And take the * Called in Latin Flammeum, it was of a yealowish colour, & worn of the Roman Virgins going to be married, to conceal & hide their b●ushing and bashfulness. Veil of yellow: now Ye † Plutarch saith these Torches were of wax, like ours, Plautus only once mentioneth one of these waxed Lights, but for the most part, they were of Pine or thorn tree. Pinie Torches with your light, To golden day convert the night. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. See how like the Cyprian Queen, ELIZA comes, as when (I ween) On Ida hill the prize she had Allotted by the Phrygian Lad. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. As Asian Myrtle fresh and fair, Which Hamadryads with their care, And duly tending by the floods, Have taught to overlook the Woods. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. Behold how Vesper from the sky Consenteth by his twinkling eye; And Cynthia slays her Swans to see The state of this Solemnity. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. Wedlock, were it not for thee, We could nor Child nor Parent see, Armies Countries to defend, Or Shepherds hilly Herds to tend. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. But Hymen call the Nymph away, With Torches light the Children stay, Whose sparks (see how) ascend on high, As if there wanted Stars in Sky. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. As virgin Vine her Elm doth wed, His Oak the ivy overspread: So chaste desires thou joinst in one, That disvnited were undone. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. But see her golden foot hath passed The doubted * The Bride never used to touch the threshold (which custom is yet observed in some places of Italy) but very warily pasted over the same, least charms or some other kind of Witchcraft might be laid under the same, either to cause debate, or to the hindrance of procreation. By the Threshold, at her coming home, was set fire and water, which she touched with either hand. Threshold, and at last She doth approach her Bridal-bed, Of none save Tiber envy. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. chaste Marriagebed, he sooner tells The Stars, the Ocean Sand, or shells, That thinks to number those delights Wherewith thou shortnest longest nights. Io, etc. With richest Tyrian Purple spread, Where her dear Spouse is laid on bed, Like young Ascanius, or the Lad Her Love the Queen of Cyprus had: Io, etc. Young Frederick of Royal Ligne, Of Cassimiers, who on the Rhine To none are second said to be, For * Vienna valiantly defended by Phi●●p, Ear●● Palatine, against Soliman, who besieged it with 300000. men. An. 1529. Valour, Bounty, Piety. Io, etc. Come Bride-maide Venus and undo Th' Herculean knot with fingers two, And take the * This girdle was dedicated to Diana, whom the Grecians called 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, and the Latins Cinxia; it was woven with wool, and knit with a kind of knot which they called Herculean, in sign of fruitfulness, which Virgins ware, and never was taken away until the first night of their Marriage, which then the b●●de maid unknit but with two fingers only. girdle from her waist, That Virgins must for go at last, Io Hymen Hymenaeus. Scatter * Nuts at their going to bed were wont to be thrown among children & those without that do●●; in token (as Scaliger saith) of renouncing the delights of youth and childhood, and undertaking the weighty charge of household affairs. divers other opinions the ancient writers have had hereof. Nuts without the Door, The Married is a Child no more, For whosoe'er a wife hath wed, Hath other business in his head. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. Where pass ye many an happy night, Until Lucina brings to light, An hopeful Prince who may restore, In part, the loss we had before, Io Hymen Hymenaeus. That one day we may live to see, A Frederick Henry on her knee, Who mought to Europe give her law, And keep encroaching Hell in awe. Io, etc. Upon whose Brow may Envy read, The reconcile of Love and Dread, And in whose Rosy cheek we see, His Mother's graceful Modesty, Io, etc. But Muse of mine we but molest I doubt, with ruder song their rest, The Doors are shut, and lights about Extinct, than time thy flame were out. Io Hymen Hymenaeus. 4. TH' Idalian Boy no sooner with his Fire, Had warmed the breast of Honoured Casimire: (That now he leaves the Nymphs along his Rhine, T' espouse Eliza, with Saint Valentine.) But smiling at the News, away he hi●de To Cyprus, where his Mother did abide. There is a Mount within this sacred I'll, Right opposite against seaven-headed Nile, Another way affronting Pharos bright, That many a mile, the Seaman lends her light: Here on a plain, to mortal wight unknown, Where never storm, or bitter blast had blown; Or candied hoarefrost showed the crusty earth; But ever May of merriment and mirth. An hedge the same environs all of Gold, Which Mulciber, for sweet embracements sold And wanton dalliance, to the Cipryan Dame; ('tis said) and since she hath possessed the same. Where still the fields with veluet-greene are spread, And blossoms paint the woods all white and red, No Bird may perch her on the tender bow But such for voice as Venus shall allow. The trees themselves do fall in love with either As seems by kissing of their tops together: And softly whispering; when some gentle gale Chides from the Mountain, through the shady Vale. Now from a Rock within, two fountains fall, One sweet, the other, bitter as the gall, Herein doth Cupid often steep his darts, When his disposed to sever loving hearts. A thousand Amorets about do play (Borne of the Nymphs) these only wound, they say, The common people, Venus' darling he, A●mes at the Gods, and awful Majesty: And many a Power else in this place is found, As Licence, ever hating to be bound, Wrath, easy to be reconciled and Tears, Sly Theft, and Pleasure, pale, and ●ocund Fears: And overhead do flutter in the bows With painted wings, lies, Perjuries and V●wes. Hence Age is banished. Here is seen besides The Goddess Court, where always she resides, This Lemnius built of Gold and rarest ●emmes, That like a Mount quite hid with Diadems It seems; where Art and Cost with each contend, For which the Eye, the Frame should most commend. Here Cupid down with weary wing did light, And jocund comes into his Mother's sight, With stateful gate: who from a burnished Throne, Embraces, with Ambrosian Arms, her Son; And thus begins; the news my lovely Boy, And cause of thy arrive, and this new joy? Hast thou again turned jove into a Cow? Or w●nton Daphne to a Lawrell-bough? What Man, or Power immortal, by thy Dart, Is fallen to ground, that thus reviv'd thou art? With many a Nectar kiss, mild Love replies, Our Bowne'er bare away a greater prize: Knows not the Goddess by the fertile Rhine, Young Frederick, borne of imperial Ligne, Descended from that brave 1 A most valiant Soldier, and Nephew to Charlemagne, who with his companion O●iuer, was slain upon the Pyranaean Hills, in Ro●●● valley, or Ro●landi valley, warring against the Infidels. His Horn wherewith he called his Soldiers together, and his Sword are yet to be seen at a Village in Xanto●gue: of whom, as of the Emperor Charlemaigne the Palsgrave is lineally descended. Rolando slain, And world's great Worthy, valiant 2 Pipin King of France, the Father of Charolus Martellus, he begat Pipin the Father of Charlemaigne, ancestor to Count FREDERICK: I will shortly publish the Pedigree itself, being too long for this place. Charle-Maigne. This hopeful Imp is stricken with our Bow, We have his Arms, and threefold Shield to show; 3 Whose ancient Arms was the Lion, which the Hollanders bear, as descended from the ancient F●an●i. The Roman Empire was divided into two Kingdoms; the one called Lombardicum, the other Teutonicum: this latter, being indeed Germany itself, was again subdivided, and governed iure Francon●● & Saxonico: that of Saxony stretched itself unto the Balticke-sea; the other of Franconia contained either side about the Rhine, 〈◊〉, Franconia East, and all Bavaria. The Palatinate of the Rhine to make a difference between that of Saxony, had the beginning in the time of Otho the third Emperor, about the year of Grace, 985. At what time the seven Electors were ordained at Qued●●gburge. Franconias' Lion, and this of 4 Otto the Son of Lewes Duke of Bavaria, or rather Bo●aria married Agnes Daughter and Heir of Henry, Count Palatine of the Rhine in the year 1215. (as saith Auen●inus) which was the first uniting of these noble Houses. Bavaria was sometime a great Kingdom lying one part upon Hungary, the second upon the Alriatique Sea, the third upon Franconia. Out of this Family have many worthy Emperors descended, in a manner, by continual succession, unto our times. The Coat or Arms of Bavaria or Bo●aria is Masculy Argent and Azure, which had the beginning (as is verily supposed● at the same time when Chrixus, Duke of the Boijs or Bavarians, took the Capitol of Rome, whole Soldiers had their Cassocks wrought of the same manner and ●o●me, which Virgil (whose pen written nothing in vain) testifieth in the eight Book of his Ae●●dos, reporting they were suited Sag●●is virgatis: which kind (saith Diod●rus●) were interstincta, & coloribus variegata in testellatam speciem. Baveir, A potent Heir derived from Cassimeir. Another 5 The third and middlemost, borne by the Palatine, was only white, till the 〈◊〉 of Charles the fifth, who bestowed the Pall, or Mound, f●r the charge upon Frederick the second, Count Pala●ine, in regard it is his office to deliver it into his h●●d at his Coronation. It is called in Greek, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, (Cedrenus) and he that bore it, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, (●●ycas and was usually borne by the Grecian Emperors. Concerning the Fable, how the form of it was shown unto Pope Benedict in a dicame, I let it pass, as subdolous. Argent only, long they bore, Till charged by Charles the last, late Emperor, That as 6 Howsoever it pleaseth Bo●in li● de Rep. cap. 9 to 〈◊〉 at 〈…〉 Prince's, in regard of these their dignities at the emperors Coronation where he saith; Les Electeurs portent le qualit●● de varlets domestics, come b●utelliers escuters, eschansous d'ye Empereur: The beginning & use hereof is most honourable and ancient. Nicephorus saith, that in the time of Constantine the great, that the office of Arch- Sewer was assigned to Rossicus a great Prince, his words be; 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. And whosoever list to see the large privileges which have been granted Archidapi●er● S. I. let him read the Golden Bull of Charles the fourth Emperor. Arch- Sewer, and 7 By which Bull the signior Electorship is also confirmed to the Palatine, in these words; Quatres sacrum ●acare continges Imperium Illustr●s Comes Palatine, S. I. Arch●dapi●er a●d manus futuri R●gis Romanorum, in partilus Rheni, & Sue●●●, etc. debet esse prouder. By the same Bull the Palatine may call the Emperor to his trial (but within the limits of his own Court) he may redeem, and recall, any alienation made unjustly by the Emperor, lands pawned or sold, etc. One goeth farther, and affirmeth that ●f the Emperor be convict of any capital crime, the Palatine himself is to cut off his head with a golden Axe, upon his Shield but mine Author worthily condemneth this as an idle and ridiculous jest. Elector, this He bears, save honour, adding nought of his. What Coast or Country have not heard their Fame? Or who not loved their ever honoured Name? Yet trembled at from farthest 8 From hence had the Turks their first Original. Danubie is in a manner the bounds of the Ottomans Empire, upon the West, whereon standeth the famous Vienna in Austria, so valiantly defended by Philip Count Palatine against Soliman in the time of Charles the fifth, whereof we have already spoken. Caspian Sea, And Scythian Tanais, to the Danubie. ELIZA's Name, I know, is not unknown Unto my Queen, the second unto none, For beauty, shape of Body, every grace, That may in earthly Majesty take places; That were not Venus daily seen of me, I would have sworn this Princess had been she. Hast Cytherea, Leave thy native Land, And join them quickly by the Marriage band. The Queen her Son removing from her lap, Her hair of wiry gold she tresseth up. Throws on her Veil, and takes the Girdle chaste, Wherewith she quiets storms, and every blast, allays the swelling floods, and furious sea; Whereto full speedily she takes her way: And here arrived, sends forth a Cupid fair, Dressed like a Sea-Nymph, with a silver hair: To search the deep, and bring unto the shore Some Triton, able to convey her over; Which if he did perform with nimble speed, A golden Bow and Shafts should be his meed. No sooner Love had dived into the Main, But on the su●ge appeared a wondrous train Of Sea-gods, Tritons, Nymphs, who equal strove The foremost who should aid the Queen of Love; First, Neptune, mounted on a * A Fish almost as big as the Whale. Grampas crowned With Roses, calmed the Ocean all around: Palaemon on a Seal with hoary locks, Begirt with Sampire from the neighbour rocks: An ugly Whirlpool Ner●us bestrides, With Trident galling oft his lazy sides. Among the Maids she Glaucus' hindmost lagges Upon a purpose bridled with flags. Next Venus comes, with all her beauteous crew, Whom Dolphins in a shelly Chariot drew. No Nymph was there but did some gift bestow, That did in Amphi●rites bosom grow: Cymothoe brought a girdle passing fair Of silver, twisted with her Crystal hair. Young Spathale, apearely Carcanet, And Clotho Coral, good as she could get. Fair Galatea from the Persian Shore, Strange gems and Flowers, some unknown before, Which to ELIZA, as their loves they sent, (Herewith adorning Venus as she went) Whom when they had conducted to our Thame, And viewed the spacious channel of the same, Admired our Chalky Cliffs, surveyed each pierre, Out fertile Shores, our Ships, and Harbours here, They back unto their boundless home do high; But in a cloud the Queen ascends the sky, And takes her way unto the Royal Hall, Where down, she did no sooner softly fall, But Clouds were fled that overcast the air, And Phoebus threw about his golden hair: Eke Snow-tressed january (seldom seen) Upon his brow had got a wreath of green. joy was in Court, and jocund mirth possessed The hearts of all, from greatest to the least, (Yet knew they not the cause) the windows lay Bestrowed with Primrose, Violets, and Bay. Now children look (quoth she) you banish hence Affairs of State, ambitious difference, Complaints, and Faction, melancholy Fears, All Parsimony, sighs, and former Tears. Let Nights in royal banqueting be spent, Sweet Music, Masques, and joyous merriment. Now pleasure take her fill; bring Grace's Flowers; With Torches Hymen plant the lofty Towers; Twine, Concord double Garlands, Cupid's you Some gather branches from the Myrtle bough. And gild the roof with waxen lights on high; Tack (others) up rich Arras busily; Some cast about sweet waters; others cleanse With Myrrh, and best Sabaean Frankincense, The Curtains; others fit about her Bed, Or for her foot the floor with Velvet spread. Which said, into the Chamber of the Bride, Who lay to rest, she passed unespide And secretly instructs her how to love, Recounting every pleasure she should prove: And urgeth that each Creature's borne to be The Propagator of Posterity. And now and then, she casteth in between, Their Legends that have faithful Lovers been: She tells of Dido, and Lucretia chaste, Camilla, Hero, Thisbe, and the rest, And many a Book she had at finger's end, Which for her purpose oft she can commend. Now as the Air 'gan more and more to clear, The Goddess plainly did at last appear. Whose burnished hair the goodly room did gild, And with a sweet Ambrosian odor filled, That seeing now ELIZA's goodly grace, Her dainty fingers, and her fairest face: She stood amazed, and with a Nectar kiss, She bowed herself, and boldly uttered this. All happiness unto the Princess be, The Pearl and Mirror of great Brittannie, For whose dear sake, I this adventure took, And Paphos with my Cyprus sweet forsook: Drawn by the Rumour of thy Princely Name, And pity of the hopeful frederic flame, Though thou wert not a Princess by thy birth, This face deserves the greatest King on Earth, What hand so fits a Sceptre, and what Eye, Did ever spark with sweeter Majesty, Thy lips the Roses, whitest neck excels The mountain snow, and what is whiter else. With equal temper how the white and red, (Our callors,) are upon thy cheek dispred, The fingers of the Morning do not shine, More pleasing than those beauteous ones of thine, If Bacchus crowned his Love with many a star, Why art thou yet uncrowned, fairer far? Oh Virgin, worthy only not of Rhine, And that sweet soil, thy a Rivers that fall into the Rhine in the Palatinate. County b They were called, Comi●es, or Earls among the Romans who always followed the Emperor in his Court, out of these number were elected the choicest, and sent to govern sundry Provinces, as Co●●es Afri●●, Tingita●●, 〈◊〉 Saxonici, etc. Besides there were others called Comites, Palat●ij qui tr●●●rant Palati●●, as it were viceroys in the Court of these, Clo●harius, Sigebert, and other Kings of France had, whom they sent viceroys into Austrasia, Burgu●die, etc. Palatine, (Where c Palatine is a name of office, derived not from the Palace in Trevir, not from a Castle called Die 〈◊〉 and of old pfaitz grevenstein in the middle of the Rhine, but of the emperors Palace whereof they had the charge and disposing ●●l●●staires of the same, and was immediate next to the Emperors. I deny not but there have been many Palatines, as the Palatine of Thryes, Blows, champaign, Hungary, H●bspurge, and Tubing: but this is the greatest and in a manner who hath worn out all the rest: of whose family have been nine or ten famous Emperors, they are lineally descend from Pepin King of France. Mose, the Moene, the Nah, and Nicer clear, With Nectar run against thy coming there) But of a world, due to those gifts of thine, Whic● 〈◊〉 thee more than all thy jewels shine, This said; about her ivory neck she hung, The Nereids tokens which she brought along, And with a needle curled her lovely hair, Then Gallant Pearls bestowed at either ear, And o'er her head she threw her Sindon vail, That far adown (upborne by Nymphs) did trail, By this, without a thousand Virgins staid, To lead along to Church the Princely maid, With heavenly sounds, (in fall of plenteous showers, Among the crew, of all the sweetest flowers.) That Cytharea leaves the Virgin now, And takes her leave with this, or other vow. Live Royal Pair in peace and sweetest Love, With all abundance blest by heaven above, A thousand kisses bind your hearts together, Your Arms be weary with embracing either, And let me live to see between you twain, A Caesar borne as great as Charlemagne. FINIS. Monumenti, Anno superiori In acta Diuûm publica relati Formula De Destinatis Superillustriss. Prr. Frederici V. Com. Palat. ad Rhenum Pr. Elect. S. R. I. Archidapi●. & Vic. Et Sereniss. D. D. ELIZABETH ae unicae Potentiss. D. N. jacobi Regis, & Chariss. Filiae, Nuptijs. COnsentes, Socij, Lares, quibúsque Fas est indugredi iovis Senatum, Adsint ut numerò, monet a Mercury; to every school boy he is common for Ioues messenger. But also his office was to summon the God's o● every rank to Parliament, as you may see in Lucians 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Camillus. Sic jussit Cronius. Frequens Olympo Consessus Superûm. Tonantis ora Intenti adspiciunt; Relationem Exspectant. BONA b Good Fortune. V. Fest●● in Scaeva. in steed of Quod bonum faustum foelixque sit. Which was solemnly used before every matter of much moment (as we use Good speed, or such like) and especially before motions in the Senate, by those which proposed Cic. I. de Divinat. Donat. in Phorm. Terent. caeterùm apud Linium passi●n. scaeva FAVSTAque (orsus Adfatur.) Tenerae in suis c For our Women (scarce equalled, no where bettered) Venus may well call our Nation hers. The Topique star also of London (Beauty's confluence) is the Harp, being of her nature in Astrology, And her image and name hath been ghesed to be in some British silver comes. Camd. ad N●mismat. pag 71. Britannis (Concham quae meruit tenere eandem, Quae Germen Charitum, d Beside the common reasons of Sacrum attributed to great subjects, our sovereigns ancestors specially deserve it, for their solemn an ●ointings at their Coronation, which is familiarly known usual to them and some other Princes. But in ours so ancient, that CI● years since and more it was common to them, if 〈◊〉 deceive not, V. cum. in Episi dee●c●d. Brit. Sacróque Patrum Regnat Stemmate) Virgini iugalem Cypri Diua Potens torum rogavit, Id Tritonia, juno idem rogavit. Quid censetis? Erant Opinione Pleri quam vario, tamen volebant Consulti simúl Ordines e Mart Ca●ella, lib. 1. makes so many several Estates (as it were) among the D●●ties. Bis octo, Magnus ter Superis f It is 〈◊〉 how thrice and four times express a super●●●●e. But also it here respects the Name of our Princess Elizabeth, which together may signify the Septen●r● of God. The number withal includes Virginity, & by the ancients was ti●●ed Palla●. Mac. lib. 1. ad some S●●p. quatérque g It was also the name whereby the noble Vestals were always ceremoniously called when they were chosen. Agell. Noct. Att●●●. 1. Cap. 12. and fits (with the other sense) for a Virgin's name. Amatae Terrestrique Deae ut Deus h Both holy and profane authority style great Princes, Gods. v Psal. 8● & saepius al bi. Daretur: Parcarum in Tabulas refertur. Vrget (Quis dignus?) jupiter. Statìm rogantur Terrarum Genij. Suis petendo Ambit quisque Deam: excipítque i Every state or country hath been supposed to have his Topique Governor, as a Ceni●● or Angel. v Macrob. Sat●rn. 2. cap. 9 Alios. Symmachus. lib. 1. epist 40. ut animae nas●entibus, ita populis satales Genij dividuntur. See Paralip. 2. cap. 28. and what true Divines have upon Daniel. cap. 9 Praeses Germanûm; Modò Quintus Ille k Diuespace interprets Frederique, in old English, or Dutch. Dives Nostris Pace viret, Quirine, l The people by Rhine in Steph. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Rhenis Quoi te Magnanimum dedisle Semen, Quoi m That Apples were as interc ustion, oft, for Love, if you have read any thing in old Poets you 〈◊〉 know, & that fi●ting to this purpose, every equivocation of it may be. That they are proper for Venus to give, ●●audian's 〈…〉 denum Veneris, is testimony, and an old allusion in 〈…〉 2 with many other. But the verse here alludes also to that golden Apple, Globe, or Ball, which the Palsgraeves of Rhine bear with an infixed cross in a Scutcheon pendant to their own coat and that of ●auiere as token of what they carry at the emperors Coronation. Following the vulgar, I think of it by name of an Apple, but certainly it seems it was purposed for a Symbol of the Earth, by the first inventor, (which was justinian 1.) and the Cross upon it interpreted, Our saviours passion on the earth, showing, 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉, as expressly Codin in Orig Constant and S●●d. in Iustinian●. 1. that through belief, in the Cross he became Ruler of the earth. Frederique TWO first bore it in the Scutcheon by grant of Charles V. O● it see more in Marqu●ard. Freh. Orig. Palat. 1. Cap. 15. Malum, Cytherea, te venustum, Quoi dotes Animi liquet Mineruam: Hau●t est, tam meritò Parem Britannam, Alter, qui cupiat. Pares Amorum Pulli! quin Generis Pares honore! Fit discessio. Quotquot id Deorum Censent unanimi, nimis Minorum Antistant numero, qui alid proteruus. Ceris Fata duint, jubet Senatus. Perscribunt. Paphie, Cupidinésque Aethon n They are used as for Eros & Anteros by Claudian in Epithalam. Pall. & Serenae viz for the II. Cupids that make Love mutual. et Pyrois parate Flammas. o By that name were those pictures titled, which the Gentiles painted for Tutelary Deities in the poops of their ships. Europe had it from the Phaenicians. v. Suid in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. Fest. in Eur●p. et ibid. Scaliger. quin et Tz●tz. ad Lycophron. pag. 11. in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. And a place of Scripture, Act. Cap 28 Com. 11. may be hereon interpreted But see there Theophilact, who places them in the Prow. They & their fellows in the verse are all known Sea-governars. Pattae●i, Gemini, Thetisque Conse Vestras Nodo operas. Propago Tamae, Rheni ut fulgeat amplitèr p And also as proper to the Marriage, Cro●●es were used to the couple in the Orient●● Empire, as you may see i● Theophilact. Sim ●at. Hist. 1. cap. 10. & ibid. Tentanum. Finanz lib. 11. cap. 17. which I transfer not hither, but with allusion. Corollâ, Taedam praeferat aut q Pro●●●● juno is so familiar that none can be ignorant of her interest in Marriages and for this Passage,— Dat juno verenda Vi●●ula, & insigni geminat concordia tae●●. 〈◊〉 Syluar I agreeing testimonies are obvious. Amica JUNO, Aut CAIAE r 〈◊〉 by the ancient Roman● use, was a perpetual name for every 〈◊〉, and thee used to salute her husband being first brought to him thus, 〈…〉 ego ca●a. The ●ea●on of it may be inquired in Plutarch. Prob●em R●m. 30. Valeria Epit. de N●m Rat. and elsewhere. And, ●ho●se is given whether juno, or the Bride's mother, bear the Light, being in this particular, Both great Queenes: and that, Mothers also did use so, authority is large Scholiast. ad Apollon. Argonautic. 〈◊〉. & 〈◊〉 in Phae●●ssis, with others. Genetrix. Sient s That, the Nuptials should be the day before the I●●creals (i. the Lycaea) which was a Sacrifice instituted anciently in Rome, and the chief effect was, that young married women touch'a with a bloody 〈◊〉 of Goates-skinne, should be fertile in posterity. Th● day of that was always on the XV. of Xl. February, that is, the XV o● February with us, which was the day after this happy Knot. For the Lupercais, Plutarch in R●m●io. Ou●. l. Fast. TWO Halicarnass. lib. I. are most particular. LYCAEA PANOS postridie, ut Satu fruantur● Adclamant Superi, PARESHAVETE. Quis vidit Venerem auspicatiorem? I. S. è Soc. lnt. Templi. THE MANNER Of the Solemnisation of this Royal Marriage. THE proceeding was from the Privie-chamber through the Presence, and Guard-Chamber, over the Terrace, through the newbuilt Room, down into the utter Court: where, from the Gate all along, up again to the great Chamber-dore, was a footpace made about six foot high, and railed in on either side, up again to the great Chamber-dore, and so by the way leading to the Closet, they went down into the Chapel, where the Marriage was solemnized. The order of the proceeding was thus: First, came the Palsgrave, attended by divers Noblemen, Knights, and Gentlemen, as well English as Strangers; himself appareled all in white, being Cloth of silver. Then came the Bride, appareled also in white, (Cloth of Silver also) with a Coronet on her head of Pearl, and her hair dishevelled, and hanging down over her shoulders, lead to the Chapel (as I remember) by the Prince, and the Earl of Northampton, being Bachelors: (for in coming back she was lead by my Lord Admiral, and the Duke of Lennox.) And her Train borne by eight or nine Ladies of Honour: after whom followed the Queen's Majesty, with a great number of Ladies and Gentlewomen. Then came the King's Majesty, attended by most of the Nobility of the Land, and followed by the band of Pensioners, bearing their Axes, and proceeded as before, into the Chapel. In the midst whereof was erected a Stage of five degrees, high railed on each side, and open at either end; the Rails covered with Cloth of Gold: upon which was solemnized the aforesaid Marriage, which being consummate by my L. Grace of Canterbury; and a Sermon made by the B. of Bath and Welles, Mr. Garter Principal King of Arms, published the style of the Prince and Princess, to this effect: All Health, Happiness, and Honour be to the High and Mighty Princes, FREDERICK, by the Grace of God Count Palatine of the Rhine, Arch-Sewer, and Prince Elector of the holy Empire, Duke of Bavier, * The order of the Garter, whereof the Palgrave is Knight, was here omitted. and ELIZABETH his Wife, only Daughter to the High, Mighty, and right Excellent, JAMES, by the Grace of God, King of great Britain, etc. Which finished: the married Princes returned back the same way they came; but the King's Majesty privately, by another way. An Advertisement to the Reader. REader, I attribute the name of Casimire in some places to the Palsgrave, which thou happily mayest imagine to be the Surname of that Family, which was but an addition to the Christen-name of some later of the Earls, from the marquess of Brandenburge, that johannes or Frederick Casimire, is no more than Henry Frederick, john Maria, Petrus Andraeas. or the like: but by reason of the remarkable worth an●●vertues of those his late Grandsires, I have used it 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉: beside, the nature of the Verse could not admit the Name Frederick, so often, or so well. ERRATA. IN the fourth Hymn for, from Casimire, read, to Casimire: in the Marginal Notes, for Charolus, read, Carolus. And what else (Reader) thou shalt find of the like nature, let me entreat thee to correct out of thine own judgement, since mine own leisure served me not to overlook the Proofs so often as I desired. Thine assuredly H. P. FINIS.