Tes Irenes Trophaea. OR, The Triumphs of Peace. That Celebrated the Solemnity of the right Honourable Sr Francis jones Knight, at his Inauguration into the Mayoralty of London, on Monday being the 30. of October, 1620. At the particular cost and charge of the right worshipful and ancient Society of the Haberdashers. With explication of the several shows and devices by I. S. Vir. Parua sub ingentimatris se subijcit umbra. IN DOMINO CONFIDO printer's or publisher's device LONDON, Printed by NICHOLAS OKES, 1620. TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE AND worthy Gentleman, Sir Francis jones, Knight, Lord Mayor of the City of London. Honourable Sr, I Doubt it is my Fortune, to hazard calumny, in the employment of my invention in your service, and not the thing, but the person incurs it, whose minority admits censure before trial; therefore I beseech your Honour seriously to supervise this slight labour, scarce meriting your attention; and the content you want in this, let it be but added to the pleasure (I hope) your Honour will conceive at view of those real Triumphs (scarce admitting a second) which your liberal Society have so nobly bestowed on you and then I doubt not but to attempt that credit, which many will Enuy. Thus wishing that the Triumphs of Peace may for ever attend you, I remain, Your honour's servant Io. Squire. Tes Irenes Trophaea. OR, The Triumphs of Peace. THe first show, or presentment, on the water, was a Chariot, aptly contrived of two sea Monsters Argent, and drawn by two Sea-horses, set also off with pure silver: on this chariot was one borne representing Oceanus his head wreathed with sedges, one hand grasping a sceptre of green reeds, to show his potent sway within his watery dominions; and the other curbing the forward fierceness of his horses: his azure locks, and beard, o'er grown, hung like the careless emblem of a reverend age, dishevered o'er his naked limbs, which were shadowed off with a mantle of sea green taffeta, lymd with waves and fishes. This first presentment ushered on a stately well built ship, bearing full sail, figuring the traffic or trade of the (worthy to be esteemed noble) company of the Haberdashers. Behind the ship sat Aeolus the god of Winds, filling their sails with prosperous gusts, and at each corner of the ship sat (upon small Lands) the 4 parts of the World, Asia, Africa, America, and Europa, each of them inviting their trade unto their coasts. Asia was attired in an antique habit of peach coloured Satin, and buskins of the same, a Coronet on her head, and a censor in her hand reaking with Panchayian spices: Africa a blackmoore in a naked shape, adorned with beads, and in her hand the branch of a Nut-megg-tree: America a tawny Moor, upon her head a crown of feathers, and bases of the same; at her back, a quiver of shafts, and in her hand a Parthian bow: Europa in a robe of Crimson taffety, on her head an imperial crown conferred on her by the other three as Empress of the earth, and holding in her hand a cluster of grapes, signify her full swollen plenty. These meeting the Lord Mayor on the Thames at three Cranes wharf, where he took water, Oceanus made this speech. The speech of Oceanus. I that am styled the potent king of waves, Oceanus, he that in a moment can Curb the vast depth of sea when as it raves, And level marble mountains that have ran, To ruin earth and skies; I now am sent From all the watery deities to attend Thy stately triumphs, as an honour meant To add unto thy greatness, which toth' end, And confines of our rule hath clapped his wings; For still the water Nymphs, and gods of streams, Running unto my bosom, each one brings, Report of thee; but my beloved Thames, Full often when the cheerful Lamp of day, Hath warmed my chilly bowels with his fires, Hath ticed me from his comfort with a lay Of what thou art; and then with prayers, desires, And what else could attract me to consent, Hath yielded to my convey thy large ships, To traffic through my wide vast continent. And now with a desire that outstrips Imagination, I am come to see, And wonder at the state which I now find, For to attend thy Brotherhood, and thee: And now with you this league I will combined, That while the influence of the forked moon, Appoints my curled billows ebbs, and tides, While that the shipman throws to heaven his boon For safe return, and while that stella rides, With sparkling glory o'er my wrinkled face, My care shall be for ever to attend; Your wealthy bottoms to your coasts apace; And this my promise will I never end, Nor break, until your wealth and states surmount▪ Tagus unvalued sands in the account. The speech of Aeolus. ANd here the god of winds his promise plights, That whilst the boisterous North, & gentle West, The South, and nipping East wind, days and nights, Begird the desert Ocean, ready pressed, To execute my will, with prosperous gales, I will send home your ships, and take delight To play with gentle murmurs on your sails. Thus since both seas, and winds, themselves unite, Unto your good, I wish all powers divine, Might unto your their love and aids incline. THe second and last presentment on the water, was Parnassus mount, whereon the nine Muses sat; Clyo the first suited in a gown of purple taffeta, and studiously employed in turning over books, she being the Historical Muse; Melpomene was attired in a black taffety robe, her head decked with Cypress, and playing on a Theorbo; Thalia the comic Muse in a light changeable taffety robe, and playing on a Voyall; Euterpe the Muse that first invented wind-instruments, was richly apparelled, and played on a Flute recorder; Terpsichore on the Lute; and the geometrical Muse, Erato with a scale and compass in her hand. The Heroical Muse Calliope was shaped in a tawny silk robe, and her temples girt with Bays: the heavenly Muse Urania that invented Astrology, was decked in a robe of azure taffeta semined with stars; on her head she wore a coronet of stars, and her right hand supported a sphere; Polymneia the inventres of Rhetoric assumed her place nearest to Apollo, who sat on the top of the mount in a robe of cloth of gold, under a laurel tree, playing on a harp, alluding to that of Virgil: In medio residens complectitur omnia Phoebus. And on the backside of the mount stood Mercury listening to their harmonious strains. This accompanied the Lord Mayor up to Westminster with variety of music, where while his Honour was taking the Oath, it returned back and met him in Paul's Churchyard, where Euterpe & Terpsichore, entertained him with this song. We Muses of the pleasant hill, that bath within the Thespian spring, That did direct the Grecians quill, Who of old Pelius son did sing. We that Amphion did in╌spire, With ad╌mired strains and lays, And did infuse a sacred fire, In both these to gain the Bays. We Apollo's handmaids nine, Come to meet thee on the way, that unto thy honour's shrine, We might dedi╌cate this day. And his die╌ty us a╌mong, So curious╌ly shall wrest thy glory. That the envious 'mongst this throng shall confess it merits story. THE third presentment was a Quadrangle, that mounted by ascents to the form of an Egyptian pyramed, whereon in a well wrought Landscape, where figured the several shires of England; on the top sat a princely Majesty accoutred in a robe of purple velvet furred with Ermines, on his head he wore an Imperial Crown, and in his right hand a sceptre; over his head were fixed the arms of England, and at his feet a Lion couchant, which did demonstrate his power in reconciling fierceness unto a willing servitude; under him sat two Dukes; two Marquises; two Earls, and two Barons, in Parliament robes of purple velvet; about their necks they wore collars of Esses, and on their heads the apt cognizance of each one's honour; at the 4 corners of this Pyramed, stood two Lions, Or, and two Unicorns Argent, supporting 4 streamers, wherein were Escutchoned the arms of our four Kingdoms, England, Scotland, France and Ireland: before it was caractered in a scroll, Respublica Beata; and round about it ran the Ocean. This Pyramed was supported by four silver Corinthian columns, the Bases, and Capitals, fine gold. Within these columns sat 4 Persons, that seemed as it were to underprop the ponderous burden of the Pyramed; the first was the City, presented in a scarlet gown guarded with black Velvet, like a Lady Maiores; and in her hand two golden keys; the other the Country in a Rustic habit; the third the Law, habited like a judge, and a scroll in his hand; the fourth Religion in a rotchet like a Bishop, and in his hand a book. At the 4 corners of this under square stood two Lions Or, and two Goats, Argent, which are the supporters of the Companies Arms, bearing 4 large streamers, in which were the arms of the City, and of the company; and in the front stood the crest of the Lord Maior, a Lion supporting an azure anchor, and on it was fixed his cote of Arms, which was a chief Or, with a Lion Or, upon a field azure, between 3 crossed forms Or. THE fourth presentment, being the main Pageant, was a Mount, where on the top under a canopy limned with stars, was seated Catherine, the Saint of the Company, whom antique stories report to be the daughter of Costus King of Alexandria; she was attired in a snow white satin gown, in one hand she held a book, and in the other a sword with the point downward; it being the instrument that in death sealed her the fruition of immortal rest; her head circuled with a crown of gold, which did intimate her princely descent; and at her feet lay a broken wheel: round about sat her Attendants twelve maids of honour gorgeously attired, each one bearing in her hand a silver shield, upon which were portrayed Catherine Wheels, and within them the Motto to the Companies arms, Serve and obey. Under these sat her servants at work, some carding Wool; some Spinning; others Knitting caps; with her Feltmakers; one Bowed; one Basoned; and another Blocked; and behind the Mount sat a Shepherd keeping his sheep: Each of which industrious faculties have reference to the support of this Worshipful Society. THE fifth and last invention, was a Chariot painted full with hourglasses, and sun-dialls, the fore-wheeles were two Globes, and the hinder wheels were like two Church dials; within it aged Time was drawn, seated upon an hourglass that was supported on the shoulders of a giant, representing the Iron age; in one hand he held a sickle, in the other a crouch; and in the Chariot with him were drawn the four Elements, Ignis, Aer, Aqua, and Terra. Ignis fire, was attired in a flame coloured taffety robe, leaning on a Salamander, and in his hand three teend Lightning; Aer Aire, in a robe limned with clouds and several shaps of Birds, and in his hand a Dove; Aqua water, in a robe limmed with Waves and Fishes, her azure tresses decked with flegges, and in her hand a vessel full of live Fishes; Terra earth, in a robe on which grass and flowers, sprang as it were naturally; on her head stood green corn, and in her hand she bore a silver spade. This Chariot was drawn by the four seasons of the year, Ver the spring, Aestas the summer, Autumn, and Hiems winter. Ver was suited in green taffeta, a chaplet of flowers on her head, a bow in her hand and a quiver at her back like a huntress; Aestas in a yellow taffety robe, and her brows like Ceres, decked with ripe corn, & a cornucopia in her hand; Autumn in a naked shape like Bacchus, his temples wreathed with vines, and in his hand a cluster of grapes; Hiems Winter in a furred gown, and in his hand a pan of burning coals. This Chariot, in the evening when the Lord Maior came to Paul's, at the upper Conduit in Cheapside, Time made this speech. ME thinks I see amazement pierce each eye, That views me representing my weak state, Who sated with my dull variety, Turn back their heads I do not imitate; But show the spacious world, the age I bear: For when command of the immortal powers, Had given me being, when I first did rear My Nimble essence on the winged hours: I went forth like the spring, and did behold, And wear out man's first days the age of gold; Then rose the silver age, and that decayed, Successively another ganne to reign, Called the Brazen age: when that did fade, This last prop of the world that doth sustain, My ponderous glass and me, the Iron age, Sprung up to be my Atlas; were he gone, These Elements attending would with rage, Turn feeble Time to desolation: But now do you not wonder much to see, Me as I am ay'd, a solemnity, Like to a victor borne triumphantly? O Honoured Lord, it is to show the love, I bore to thee and thy Society, Whose bounteous intertainments are above All that I ever found. Now in return, I promise this, if that with honoured care, Thou execute thy charge, then shall thy urn, Be reverenced, and thither shall repair, A blessed memory that never dies, To blazon it unto posterities. Under this Pyramed, sat sacred Peace, that changed her celestial Mansion, to make us happy with the sweet pleasures of a quiet state; on her head she wore a wreath of olives, in her right hand a palm, her robe was of white taffeta, limned with the map of England: in her lap she bore the model of London, and on her left arm a shield, whereon was Vndae Argent and azure upon a bend Gules a Lion passant gardant Or, the Arms of the Society; at her feet lay war in complete arms upon Spears, Lances, folded ensigns; and leaning on an Unbraced drum; this show passed along till the Lord Maior came to Saint Laurence lane end, where Peace began to speak thus. The speech of Peace. A Welcome honoured Praetor I doc giue, Free and unbounded, as my wish to live, And to retain the blessed styles are given Me, with applause of Nations and of heaven: From whence I boast my lineage; I am Peace That my long Pilgrimage did never cease, From the first minute of the aged World, Until I found this Island; for being hurled Out of each region by rebellious War, (Which now lies bound my Vassal) like a star, Whose vnfixt glory glides from sphere, to sphere, I wandered up and down: and not a tear I shed, but with it went a sigh that I Might be so favoured of the Deity, To be recalled from earth, which when they saw Me, from the world be sides they did withdraw, To this (then troubled) state, which did embrace Me with such joy, that Nobles flocked apace, To entertain me, and the poor did stand, To crave my blessing, to o'er flow their land; And jointly all of them delivered War, Fettered in chains to be my prisoner, Now honoured Lord since that you find and see, Peace placed here by a divine decree; Within this commonwealth, and chiefly here, Within this City, where for one whole year, Thy mandates are obeyed, then have a care, To see me safely kept; and since you bear That powerful sway about ye that attends, The execution of your will, and ends: Employed so nobly that my general state, May say thou lead'st the way to imitate. After the Sermon at St Paul's Church was ended, the Lord Maior returned back by torch light to his house, attended by the whole body of the Solemnity, where being come to his gate, War from out the Pageant called the Commonwealth, made this speech. IT is decreed, nor can my power resist, This most incuitable doom of fate, I have forgot my nature, and consist Of something more than lenity: my state, At first was sovereignty; and that same sway, That curbed dominions: for I mounted on The back of horror, bathed in blood, could fray Peace from their coasts, than desolation, I could command to raise my statues there, That Nations far remote with mourning eyes, Should not rehearse the story without fear, Lest I might so close up their obsequies: I taught the Romans to immortallize, Their names by their great acts, and to refine, Their mean creation by the sacrifice, Of their own blood to War and to my shrine, They offered mighty spoils, but now I bear Captivity about me: yet like one That renders servitude for love, nor fear, Employing his devotion to be shown, As free as if his mind could captivated His will, I yield to sacred Peace and you; That this day have with a triumphant state, Entered your charge, and office, which the due Of Time admits you too, and should it chance, That any foreign arms from out this throne, Strive to enforce her, I will then advance, My ensigns to her aid; and make it known, That this is her inheritance, and place, Which heaven hath pointed out to be her rest; And therefore worthy Lord follow the trace Of noble precedents, and in thy breast, Resolve of future hazards; and prepare Me such provisions that if times should cease, To be unto this land is now they are, War might restore again the Palm to Peace. This speech being ended, Peace and War dismounted from under the Pyramed, Peace conducted the Lord Mayor into his house; and War stood with fire and sword to defend his gates. And thus the solemnity dissolved. The credit of this workmanship (curiously exceeding many former shows, and far more rich than any, in regard no mettle was used to adorn it but gold and silver) I impose on Francis Tipsley Citizen and Haberdasher of London. FJNJS.