ENCOMIASTICKE Eulogies.  
Written by AUGUSTINE TAYLOR.  
LONDON Printed by Nicholas Okes. 1614   

To the Reader.  
LEt me entreat (where  these come by chance)  
Them silent, whom's betrayed by Ignorance.  
A. T.   

HIS BOOK.  

A Handful I present: no more because  
Such reverence, serves my Patrons: Order draws  
These labours, in these limits: Being first,  
My actions formes a stranger; and unnurst  
By whether censure should, or good, or ill;  
Doubting (how e'er 'tis needful) that my skill  
Produces in this kind. Suffice the frame  
Keeps concord in the time, More doth remain  
My store shall after publish: But suppose  
A discord; Then this little I disclose  
Is more, too much: then if it were the best,  
Too little: only for because doth rest  
To lawful heights, a stair. When no amends  
Can scape a fall, where rude neglect ascends.  
I see times errors, and dares not accord  
To wade by Starlight where the Tide and Ford  
Are strangers to me: Venturing when the Sun  
Daignes to discover passage, then what's done  
May see to do in th'action, I'll refrain  
After he, takes a cloud-maske, seems to blame  
My entrance. This comes to the best of men  
To borrow true light. Never shall my pen  
Proceed without commission; and obscured  
Under not covering wings: I am assured  
That I expect, there, is not. If to whom  
My budding labours go; be turned. At home  
I not reserve my after times, to spend  
But foraging, mourn disability. Lend  
Best able, here some grace. Censure my rhyme  
To the unripeness of my thriving time,  
That grant; and prove my merit how it must;  
I must, and would embrace it: and 'tis just.  
Your names, speaks your own worths. How ere I'm made.  
By his chief servant love may be betrayed.    
Encomiasticke Eulogies.  

ENCOM. 1. TO BRITAIN.  

T'Admire these appositions when them stand  
By are judicious; not to understand  
Will force thy wonder censured. Properly stand  
Who ere would greet a King, should with his Land  
Proclaime's acquaintance. Britain I may sing  
The fairest Land ruled by the worthiest King;  
Altissimè: super-Ela. Nearest dumb  
Speak of thy praisers praise; not sing't but hum  
T'aland so worth, unequaled: should my Muse  
(Charged with loves-duties-zeale,) the speech refuse  
The land and nature owns? and others use?  
That were to publish. But them cannot choose  
Speaks English. This contempt to strangers known:  
They'll find just cause to disesteem our own  
After we catch at theirs. Who did digress  
Grecian? or Roman? Homer's worthiness  
Got wing in Greece, he did not's country scorn.  
And Virgil; all grant famoused first, and borne  
In Mantua. Britain, we may be bold  
To speak thee well as Greek, or Roman could,  
Speak Greece, or Rome. And if be lost, thy part  
Of glory: The defect comes to our Art  
And claims th'original. O I spy the cause,  
Defection 'tis, that th'imperfection draws  
To be our share: This time amend might bring,  
To make them leave to hum, that cannot sing.  
Silence to discord; worthy'st Sonneting  
Might entertain her value: length her wing.  
Our language gives, as best: 'tis Sidneyes friend,  
And he its more: Sweetest Daniel (as unkend)  
My better dear respect, respects. There be  
Praiseworthy others: But great'st throng I see  
Nor sense, nor accent holds. Thus poesy's slain!  
He that thinks to be heard, must strip the strain  
Of the time jangling discords: best, complain  
And pity; Abel, to be killed by Caine.  
To build yet, glory; and make Britain stand,  
Is t'make our Language famous: So's our land:  
Since our best, King; best Muses favours, thus.  
shall change a melior, to an optimus.    

ENCOM. 2. Consecrated to the worthiest of men, JAMES by the Grace of God, King of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, etc. Truest defender of the Truest Faith.  
COmmemorable most, by such that can  
With true fair course, know how to lift a man  
Above the men: Who can so, may relate;  
Thy virtues further do precede thy State  
In glory; then thy state is seen excel  
Degree of low'st compare: And aptly well  
Excited to express a share in which  
A poor m'acquire acceptance as a rich:  
So, th'action brings. To thee I joy to sing:  
My judge is Europe's, (Poets) chiefest King.  
EN BRITANNIA.  
Behold a stranger sight, nor strange because  
Expected, and desired; 'tis action draws  
The admiration on's: When for a flight  
To see, we stored our Turrets: than not might  
Prejudicate the form: ' Gain; tops be storing;  
(You saw the journeying) but to note the soaring  
Of a most Princely Bird: When from the North  
Of Albion, did Princely enter forth  
An Eagle, and along by's Lordly side,  
Accompanied, the fairest, worthiest Bride  
As could her Sex prefer; And next to them  
Came the next worthiest, of that royal Stem.  
This Princely Worthies Leader, onward came  
Imperiously: Whose Style and happy Name,  
Fame's Trumpets noticed. Glad (for that he is,)  
Conceive him comen: Not hear from Tuesis  
His progress needs conscrib'de. For how ere so  
My Horology could, it may not show  
To them Testators: that they better know.  
To Thames, there holds his course; Th'Eagles on wing,  
Not highly sphered since comen: He was the King  
Of all his kind, and richest in renown,  
Before the time gave to him England's Crown;  
'Twas England's custom that her crowned still Kinged  
Th'unkinged, before receiver; he hath bringed  
Another Crown to hers. A fruitful Queen.  
Made's happy with an Eyrie to keep green,  
Our (when change) dying court; so erst, sed non  
The time shows grants, a blessed union  
To command foreign good; by him is joined  
Our joys to Guard. Nor stamp nor impress coined  
By powerfullest foe, can iniure's, etc.  
We serve the best example; peace hath done  
Britain more grace, than ever sword. And won,  
And wears more: and th'old freedom. Such a Bird  
Our Eagles' known, the low'st voice is heard  
That humbly craves admittance; and respected:  
He soars not so past call, as sees neglected  
Oppression. Neither low but that his height,  
Sees virtue truly honoured, with her weight  
In all that's to advance her. Keeps a hold,  
Nor high, nor low: but as an Eagle should  
Observe, to be observed. This matchless object  
Approves himself true King, and loyal Subject.  
Subject to virtues, to all ills, oppressor.  
All Rights maintainer, and all wrongs redressor.  
He's best. Think him (than I speak) better, etc.  
More knows this, then knows thee: It can be found  
That is not hear, but for't so true a ground  
As truth. And being so, this little frame  
Comes singularly but to attend thy name,  
For large ones, live thy virtues.  
To thy most sacred Majesty, comes thus  
Conjoined love and duty: not 〈◊〉  
Appear can either: from a new rise Muse,  
Of years scarce twenties-teller: Not in use  
With the times strain so early. For this first,  
Great Majesty deign grace. What if the worst,  
Because then borne? Yet after shall my swan  
Prove; Britaines Sovereign is above a man.  
Immortal, more than human. Time shall sing,  
Of but one King; 'bove james, Great Britain's King.  
In altissimo Coelo.  
Your majesties humble, and true-faithfull Subject. Augustine Taylor.   

ENCOM. 3. To the great and hopeful CHARLES, Prince of Great Britain and Ireland, etc.  
TOp-spring of Britain's hope, as to the Sphere,  
Whence dearest expectation waits, to hear  
The voice of her content. To thee I mean,  
That on the sluice of England's Hippocreane  
Ascends in good, to grace the land, and stream.  
More do admire, then understand the state  
Of virtues thine; could them admire, relate  
Thy Princely true proportion in all parts:  
'Twould urge those can but meanest part of Arts  
Advancement; offer such true notes to thee,  
Would force admired, thy good, their loyalty,  
Through every knowing clime; that understands  
What Prince, and Subject means. To all those lands  
That whilom called Rome Mistress; Caesar's too  
Stood seruants-like, uncapt, I give to know:  
Rome's Triumphs can but boast, t'have been time's preter  
Britaines but late begun, therefore times debtor.  
Our Thames (then) Tiber equals. Our Swans be  
Known public sprung from so great Royalty  
As then was hers. The difference can but this,  
Such was on Tiber; is on Thamesis.  
Not Europe-ruling- Caesars, thus had lived  
Famoused by infant's breath; had they not gyved  
A life to Poesy: Fairest Tombs will break,  
Rust, and consume; not Poesy whilst any speak,  
Of any Language spoken. Know great Prince  
The wortrthi'st ornaments that Princes, since  
They took the name, was left, and only framed  
By Poesy: and is. Who is there named  
That's well accounted worthy, would not use  
Before a dead seen picture, what a Muse  
(Well able) can produce? Nesciunt.  
Th'one a short time endures, and honours never  
Them it presents: Th'other continues ever  
Whilst virtue's good: and honours. Being men,  
The best of Nature's fabric: Why should then  
Pictures be thought so worth? as if he died  
That did not leave his equal. If not tried  
To be in substance; yet in show 'tis known:  
He ne'er was known depart, that like his own  
Left no proportion: For some worth (indeed)  
Death leaves not life example, I do heed  
By accidents. Then, such parts to express  
Nature and Art, confirms truest tuteresse  
From Poesy. All worth and every action  
Re-acts in noting thoughts; thence. Yet give faction  
Of painting even course: but grant it so  
That Poesy stand to publish: Every show  
Being substanced, better's honoured, virtue's like  
To live thy age, in thee: Then be to seek  
New shelter, leave her not: still in thy name  
Thy worth, and she shall share great'st pars of fame.  
In Arts and Virtues ripe; thy actions show  
Now when thy years but green: All hope to know  
Both mature; both exceed. Now Melior est,  
Altior, ascendens: Thriving to the best;  
And thought fame, breath to lend. This harmony  
(Played by an active Muse) doth wait to see  
From thee repair; and from thee fetch a strain  
For a tenth worthy; England's Charlemaigne.  
thou'rt in the fairest path, for rule best Rules,  
When Princes Courts turn Academic schools.  
Proceed great Prince, and shall thy time, thy seed,  
Summon best Trumpets at fame's lips, to bleed.  
Your highness observant, AUGUSTINE TAYLOR.   

ENCOM. 4. To ANNE, the sacred Queen of Great Britain, etc. Her most excellent Majesty.  
NOt loved Pandora, when her Thessaly  
Persuaded; not a Queen so worth as she,  
The world did, nor could nurse. Deucalion  
To see his mother; gloried. Studied on  
Her several gifts, aloud: and did persuade,  
So true perfection Nature erst not made,  
Nor after would: and she was cause alone,  
That some have little beauty, and some none.  
The chief of nature's store, Deucalion  
Sufficed was his mould. Great Britain's Anne  
Is better worth to King, State, Land, and me:  
Then e'rst Pandora was to Thessaly.  
Virtues were there, but better now is here  
Men now are more judicious, than they were  
Then: and more this confirms? Nature no more  
Expects thought can demand; then's in the store  
Of the impress she gave thee. Art to that  
Conjoines such right, as knowledge wonders at:  
And may become a Queen. Not that I know,  
Can give least grace to woman, but to show  
This virtues Patroness can. But by thy worth  
ne'er in thy sex. My thoughts had noted forth  
The difference what might be. In that doth shine  
Matter immortal, greater part divine.  
To speak thy every worth is more to do  
Till (numbered some) I thought on. Coming to  
A curious frame, to see it all that come  
Their sights hold it like dear: but when to some  
The worth and how 'tis done, the Architect  
A stranger comes to view; 'tis s'indirect  
To censure, yet right famous: He will tell  
He must have time to note it, it seems well.  
The more he speaks it bettersed: grants it such  
As he not knew, neither can praise so much  
As it deserves. But then to grace the deed,  
And end his task, he swears it doth exceed.  
I leave thee so imperfect; 'tis so when  
One man has made a work that 'nother men  
Nor understands, nor frames: T'admire is all  
The unconceiving can; and so I shall  
As such, my charge effect: and nearer break,  
They do admire and's dumb, I'dmire and speak  
Pandora's super-equaled. Pallas gave  
Not so much wisdom as thou'rt seen to have:  
Venus not so much beauty. And for skill  
In heavenly numbers not Apollo will  
Disclose he better graced her. Mercury  
For breath-sweete numbers the like strain to thee,  
To her allowed not. These were all her store:  
These all be thine, and better. Others more:  
Chastity, every virtue. Thou art known  
Past her in number: past her in her own.  
Past my comparison. Time thy Style shall bring;  
The Daughter, Sister, Wife unto a King:  
And mother in future. Thou art only Queen  
Of spacious Britain; where two late hath been,  
And where not long since many. Long remain  
Blessed mother; to another, Charlemaigne.  
And I shall live to see the thame enjoy  
Another Illium in another Troy.  
So Noble spirits set her breast upon  
As were the grand sons of Laomedon,  
And much more happy.  
There shall thou be recorded by the Muses  
So long as Thame keeps her opposed sluices  
From kissing either other.  
Educere utinam potuero!  
Your majesties freely devoted servant. AUGUSTINE TAYLOR.   

ENCOM. 5. TO TIME.  
SVbiections nurse; nor subject but t'attend  
The Soul. The course of thee to apprehend.  
Not to our part belongs: nor that's my aim.  
Time past leaves what he was, nor I to gain  
What part's to come, affect; nor should: but that  
A safety thence derived. I wish but at  
The present to conjoin: suffice I do.  
How that's spent past, them past have witnessed so  
I do retain some forms. How now it is  
Most see, but few can censure: Some say this,  
Age, as the worst is known: This may be scanned,  
Dispraise sits hud-winked; Some may mean this land  
That discommends another. All lands ill:  
I speak to flattery ignorant; But will  
My speech (for that) b'alowed? I know it may.  
He that can free it, reels not in the sway;  
Of them, that's now unwieldy. He's above  
In strength, as in his virtues: Those that move  
Sphered in the basest element; and keep  
No duties to good frame: The time doth weep;  
(From them) to take the wrongs. And can express  
Our land the best; and worst: best, to possess  
Such treasures, such a King; and worst, because,  
Not these superiors, the possessors draws  
To gratefulness; and change: A change is meant  
From the abuses ripe. More doth exempt  
Our actions here, bade acted; From the hope  
Of absolutions, then there's in no scope  
Of government. We have examples tell  
In that we do; in that we do not well.  
And what's well dones distinguished: And with those  
That good entreats, good actions may repose  
And th'author strengthened to do. We cannot say  
We know not what's to do, for we betray  
Ourselves that to allege: The truth is so,  
(I know we may) I know we will not know.  
To right belong the charge! but stay; I said  
To see the form of times Encomion made.  
And shall; his wrongs, described; assist the part  
I promised. Nor I'll run int' a desert  
Confusedly, of all his wrongs to say,  
I make my charge, but part: to give a way  
Of understanding t'all. He is so clear  
As innocence: His subjects do appear  
Many deformed, in manners; not in shape:  
Whence grows this strange effect? Another rape  
Must time in sable plain, and ' gain before  
Th' offendor see th'offence? must all our store  
Admitted for our good, dure this neglect?  
Sad desolation shall again effect  
Confusions end? More chaos present like,  
The more my thoughts attend: it seems to strike  
I fear when not expected. What's the use  
(Unmannerly) should these effects produce?  
Ambition. All mistrust confirms the same  
For primate agent. Ill! behold the frame  
Of times-disorder-breeder: first a man  
Grounds my description: does attire but scan  
In substance, as in show. We have of those  
Whence as the vulgar deems; most strangely grows  
A more than mortal state. Nor this effect  
Makes this, thus censured for any respect  
Of inn, but outward show. Poor ignorance  
(Decayed in self, and censure.) In a trance  
Stands, painting, idolising. It is so  
Substance lives (much) uncensured: men not know  
Its being in this Mask. Myself have been  
I'th' neighbouring lodge to Gallants; with them, seen,  
I shall not boast to say: Nor I agree,  
Nor glories, that such should be seen, with me:  
Yet thus much I conceived; some are within  
Deaf, as unfurnished wainscoate; and begin  
A serious Discourse, falls in a trance  
The all they can is pace, and countenance:  
And but, by seasons, them, and yet be these  
Attired as the not-knowing a disease  
Of human course. Here; if all them attends,  
Attained construction. Noting, well the ends  
Thy would be harsh, as tedious. That ambition  
These times wins thus, advancement: the permission  
Gives not so vnciuill freedom. 'Tis admired  
Ambition t'enter where nothing's acquired  
To glory in. Admit the best that can;  
Or birth, or fate, attributed to man:  
And he to whom 'tis lent, discretely know,  
(And use) humility; he observeth so  
But as he should. And this I have discerned  
Out of the time, in worthiness best learned  
Who ever be: makes not his habit such  
As can betray his worth, he doubts so much  
His own debility. I do ever note  
Them inly poor seek honour by their coat  
To purchase. But all the conceiving will  
Conceive how things are done; and to them, ill;  
Reserve a pension fit. Proud ignorance  
May pass, past all the vulgar; and advance  
Her form 'bove their conceit: but (surely) shall  
By th'able Bee distinguished; and then fall  
From the improper height, to one more true:  
Merit must enjoy right, unright have due.  
Our Rector, rectè grants. Longer to run  
In Meeter on these Odds, procures not done  
The part that's undone. Th'enemy to time  
Ambition's proved; a monster, cannot climb  
T'her height alone; but by all ills ascend:  
To other sins, sins want: but do contend  
In her together, which shall stuff the chair  
Excess is crowned in. Time, now to declare  
His wrongs and not be tedious; speaks ambition,  
In whom the rest are nursed; with this petition  
Entreats amends: That she may lose her foot.  
The branches cannot whither, whilst the root  
So largely can command. This ruining crime  
‛ Has men betrayed: and now's betraying time.  
But I have much digressed: I vowed to time  
An Apotheosis, in panygiricke line.  
And may what's said observe: What's said's observed  
In proving him injured. A time's reserved  
To Authorised due castigations on  
Them ever time abused. How ere upon  
His course we do complain: Right understood;  
Subjects, offend most where their King is good.  
Them t'ill inclined. A good and virtuous King  
Desires; expects a change; and loathes ro bring  
Confusion to the vnreform'd. Is not  
That pilgrim to b'vnpittyed, that forgot  
The path he present trodden. And like a child  
When't feeds th'affection; and's drawn on, beguiled  
By some smooth wanton way. But in th'end finding  
The path turned, crooked, indirect, and winding:  
Falso unto running; runs and gives not over,  
And running's further than it was before,  
From thither it was sent. This, like his part  
That towards the Suns decline in a desert  
Is lost, and catched by night: and e'er't be day  
Is wearied so, and so far out the way:  
He lives strange t'a return. Says, the Sun shall  
Set, and then rise. And rise before he fall.  
All's hope's in custom. Still the careless son  
To do his own; his father's errand's undone.  
The Time's on crutches, and to show we falls  
Presents us daily with sad funerals.  
ne'er more was to reform's; the time, the King  
Betters, and were it not that he did bring  
Great safety on's. I could not find to say  
Enconiums to time. Our King's, our stay,  
Whose actions we may imitate; secure.  
He ventures nothing that to wins so sure;  
Safety, as he that second. Ever rest  
This Land, this King, Queen, Prince and Council best.  
These give the time all glory. And these give  
Best fame to time; that to best time, shall live.   

ENCOM. 6. TO VIRTUE.  
IF now so worth, as in the ages past  
Why now not so much honoured? is the taste  
Of them (be fits) retain thee: so decayed  
They not conceive thy full? how was betrayed  
Thy first all-ruling course? Cannot the time  
Retain thy good perfection? Is the clime  
By ignorance bereaved? I know it's not:  
thou'rt knowingly exiled, most have forgot  
Thy custom, with their will, Yet is thy rest  
Assured with him, and them that can the best  
Manage thy form. And but to them estranged  
That from the vulgar elements, are changed  
To reel in fortune's sphere: Such that esteems  
Not man for what he is. But what he seems  
To be. To these degrees I do exempt  
My Muse from speaking their, etc. Contempt  
Shall after times attend the sort: and death  
Shall spend all memory of them, After breath  
Concludes the funeral Sermon, not a tongue  
Deliver shall their names. Except among  
The infamous to rank them. If man so  
Entreats his fame may after ages know  
As truth allows. What more is virtues friend  
Then Poesy, if will the Muses tend  
Clearly, to what they should? Civility  
Is now disproper censured in th'agility  
She can at best perform. And ruder notes  
Fills, times infection: breathed from the throats  
Of impudence. To serve no virtue, these  
Not, selfe-applauding pens; the worthless please  
With others worthy labours: and apply  
A part unto their Patrons; placed awry  
Director aims approve. And gathered thence  
Where as the ground is free (as innocence,)  
From any service, from them. These have nought  
But borrowed ends to offer. Nothing bought.  
But Bastard ill-made issues. And these do  
So cloud the truer borne, makes virtue go  
Attired, not like herself. Did not the times  
Give ignorant worthless patrons, to these crimes,  
It would be as it should be. Yet the times  
Hath won a master that neglects these crimes,  
And's a repairing virtue. And I hope  
To see her limits have so large a scope,  
As whilom, ever. 'Tis our turn to bring  
Now, if ere Britain's fame. Times-poets-king  
Accords to the design. And we have leave  
His virtues, passed. Exceeding; now to heave.  
Them properly, our store may take in hand.  
But stay. Another part t'our fairest land.  
Mount-seated Atlas rears him up to see  
His traded skye-course; all is arts agree  
Our clime the happi'st: seeing it so clear,  
(Banished by females) would inhabit here.  
For these be grateful, artful. True proclaim,  
Now virtues aid: can perfect virtues aim.   

ENCOM. 7. To the right Honourable Robert, Earl of Somerset, etc.  
HIm this attends that may to me give grace,  
Though I not him. Thy truly honoured place  
So worthily's respected. 'Mongst which all  
My zeal; profession looked for: though so small  
A part be put to published: This attends  
T'attend thy Lordly name. My Art extends  
Not to that high commission, as can give  
More fame than that which doth already live  
Thy names attendant, and not more apt use  
Thy stare needs from the service of a Muse  
Than he that's self supporter. Yet for that  
Past worthies, in past times, have reverenced what  
A Muse freeborn preferred. To thy true worth  
My Muse in her own colours, sendeth forth  
A part proclaims thee Lord on't. The time can  
Show, better lines attends a worse man:  
But therefore his Muse taxed him; did agree,  
To tie her course to servile flattery:  
So, wrong produced to both. I am too short  
Of what thy merit claims; and more report  
Reports, than I have said. Did but thy acts  
Bear outward signs like some. I could contract  
(That not the best do do) to thy desert  
A column; greater much, yet true a part  
As this, that all confirm. Thy virtues are;  
To many, strange; and precious as theyare rare  
So worth, their merit paid may duly rank  
Thee in the Sphere of worth. Nor needs thou thank  
Fortune: thou'rt not her Subject. I rejoice  
Our virtuous King will make so truly choice  
Of virtue, and advance her. These times be  
Stuffed full with sons sprung from Nobility  
But they be sons ecly said. I understood  
Some sons are worthless that had father's good.  
Men give not virtues, where they give their blood.  
thou'rt by blood, worthy; and by virtues so  
'Tis evident, an understanding foe  
Speaks not against thy state. The envious sum  
Knowing not dispraise, will to praise be dum.  
judgement commends thy course: Thy course not needs  
Of worthier ornaments. If of thy deeds  
My Muse b'alowed to sing; and can have place  
Of liked acceptance, in thy able grace:  
No welcome's more desired. And my next frame,  
Better shall speak thy worth; then this thy name.  Your virtues true observer. AUG. TAYLOR.  

ENCOM. 8. To the right Honourable, WILLIAM Lord Mounteagle, etc.  
Ireverence more; the more I understand  
The customs thou observed. Unto the land  
Thriving I see thy state, to do all right  
Such power could ere acquire. Not by the sight  
Of feasting eyes thy nobleness can be  
Truly distinguished. For I could not see  
When first I saw thee, any gorgeous sign  
Like them, some great men use to make them shine  
In show, where substance is the most unsound.  
Yet at first sight I did perceive the ground.  
Of good consist in thee; with all that can  
Know what advanceth and becomes a man  
The best. Will grant it thine. I see in thee  
The best form of (rich-stored) humility  
Possess a comely scope. When such a part  
I saw thee, patronize: Thy great desert  
I censured as 'tis proved. And being so  
As King and Country loves, I do besto  
This emblem truly thine: Nor drawn for fear,  
But only love, and merit. It is clear  
(And I'm but last that spyded) thy country's friend  
Thy Country will confess. Should I commend  
The good that all approve? admit the rest  
(I'll speak against myself) those love thee best  
That wants an Art to publish. This I do  
For that thou'rt truly loved, and my love to  
Make evident as theirs. Thy name, thy state,  
In meetest order well doth celebrate.  
But here too short my Muse thy worth hath said:  
I doubt, of great-things, I have small-things made.  
Aug. Taylor.   

ENCOM. 9 To the Truly-Honourable and right worthy, Sir THOMAS GERRARD of Brinn, Knight Baronet, one of his majesties Honourable Privy Chamber, etc.  
I Cannot leave to write unless thou leave  
To be what now thou art. Nor death bereave  
Can thee from out my verse. Only a change  
From thy best worthy form, but makes me strange;  
The grave not shall. My labours on thy name  
Shall long attend, as English can feed fame.  
Though young my Muse; yet not for that for thus:  
Suffice she peior claims, sed pessimus  
I know her merit passed. How ere I know  
This gifts, to him that can, and will bestow  
Me right. And from the time if be my fate  
To gain a sober grey I shall thy state  
Leave in director colours. The art so true  
By birth and action worthy: to thy view  
My better part I send. My Muse had wing  
From thy protection: and a voice to sing  
From out thy bounty. Shall I tell thee what?  
I would ●ot give thee this, but only that  
I know thee worthy more. In speaking thee  
This part confers not all that aught to be.  
The times, what thou hast been, I can approve  
Can witness: 'twas, thy action, won the love  
And grace of late Eliza. All her Court  
Not yielded, to maintain a Princely sport,  
A worthier Gentlemen. Admit it so  
Thy age were undeserving; I do know  
Thou are the worthiest of the best esteem:  
If not for that thou art, for that th'has been.  
Thou art for past admired; for present loved:  
And with the best respects. In thee hath moved  
Delight, and wisdom. This reward doth fall;  
thou'rt loved of God, King, State, Land, me; and all.  
A. Taylor.   

ENCOM. 10. To the Lord Arundel of Wardor, etc.  
I, said; to give a Lord my love; to one  
That nearly knew him; he said ever none  
So formed, his Lord accepts; and did advise  
Me to be silent. I to him replies  
(Seeming my friend) to such a worthless Lord  
Were I's director he should not accord  
To do him service; and I told him, I  
Wished not to know his Lord, neither would tie  
(To write) my Muse to flattery. For my part  
I deem him worthless that esteems not Art  
Clothed in this ancient vest: so that it be  
Passed the rude common strains society.  
To thee, as not of them that to a Muse  
Freeborn gives no respect; I know to use  
Both word and sword thou can, and art so far  
From poesy's neglect, as thou'rt from war  
Dispraising. Caesar, Muses agreed unto,  
And did himself the part they could not do:  
Because unknowers to't. Thou that took pleasure  
To form a March; deign now to reede a Measure.  
More, had my Muse to send, and only to  
Thy true renown; then I do here besto:  
This graced, more's bound t'attend. To one more fit,  
Then to the master both of war, and wit;  
I do not seek to fly to. Thou being so,  
All virtues worthy patron; I do own  
Thee truly what I give. If some do say  
I give a book to thee, thee th'other day  
I did not know by sight. More famous than  
Thou needs art proved: From knowing fame, I when  
Have all confirmed I give; and but this comes  
T'vnite part of thy praise; that so the sums  
ungathered, plains imperfect. This, thee to  
concurs, that worthily can say, and do.  
Augustine Taylor.   

ENCOM. 11. To the Renowned Knight, Sir FRANCIS BACON his majesties Attorney General, etc.  
Art's strong supporter, should I fail to bring  
My Swan to shore, and brought a shore; her wing  
Not perfectly advanced, I shall repent  
I, took a task too great. Too insolent  
I'll grant myself t'have been. I much do care  
To place thy worth; which, may with best compare.  
Bounty's great Patron, nor extends that part  
Of generous nature; but where true desert  
Hath done; or's hoped to do: Thou unto those  
Art bounties patron; not that daily grows  
To give thy lap their actions. But to such  
As of good service gives the smallest much  
To King or Country. thou'rt a worthy friend  
To King and Country. Who will strive to bend  
His power with all his strength, when he to whom  
His action, gathers form lies far, ot's gone  
From th'actor diligent? and not any stays  
To give the doer, nor reward, nor praise?  
Who could forsakes to do; when no respect  
Sees merit kept untombed. Thou art the man  
Assigns deserts, rewards: Such worth, that won  
The longest Fame, From time; what graced more true  
Augustus Caesar, than his granting due  
To merit? I amongst, them wits so ripe  
That 'bout thee lodge, presents a witnessed type  
Of thy true being, who can censure right  
Thy worth, and how too short this all I writ  
Stands of thy best. I wish that all, the all  
I give, be truly censured: as this shall.  
Retain my love how ere attired it goes  
A worthier Knight I know him not, that knows.  
A. Taylor.   

ENCOM. 12. To the right Worshipful Alexander Presscott, Alderman of the Honourable City of LONDON.  
BEst of thy place, beloved: by me admired:  
Why so, I shall divulge: thy State's acquired  
So worthily; as shall exalt thy fame  
To merit's height; and there stand with thy name  
An unknown times-progression. Not as theirs  
Thy worth's obtained, that hover in the spheres  
Of greatness: and for no deserts made great,  
But servile flattery; or resuming shapes,  
Ridiculous observations: Knaves, turn apes.  
Singularly attained to where now set  
By virtue not by fate; thou art indebt  
To thee, for thy advancement: else to none  
But unto him that merit sets in throne.  
And being as thou art so well becomes  
Thy actions, thy authority; as these sums  
I ably can produce: thou'rt loved for love;  
Reverenced for justice; virtue's set above  
Thy will; and thou allowesed. ne'er whilom was  
Thy sphere so graced, but honoured. Now doth pass  
Rewards to like deserts: and now presents  
My Muse her love. Though her unskill exempts  
From public view some parts that should attend  
Conjoined; with these on thee: yet do befriend  
My Muse, with thy acceptance; if nor I  
Nor she can gaineed: yet may thy country try  
Thy native love to hers; much then to her  
Who will not grant thou grants. I do confer  
Thee ranked with best deserts. Though my course rare.  
Clearest Stars serve Cynthia; when the night's fairest fair.  
A. TAYLOR.   

ENCOM. 13. To the worthy Gentleman Mr. THOMAS STANDISH, (son and Heir to the right Worshipful ALEXANDER STANDISH of Duxbury, Esquire) of Graies-Inne.  
ONce can my toiling Muse, contest to know  
Virtues, in tender years. So true a show  
Of all that hopes expect, (I note) begin  
In thee ground derivation: I had been  
Ingrateful to my womb, if not to thee  
I had conferred my love: Nor love from me  
Attends, but where true merite's. Thou art borne  
The best as generous; and of store t'adorn  
Thyself in times acquaint habits: and so do,  
And when so done, more store belongs unto  
Thee innly, than thy outward ' tiring can  
Express. thou'rt a true-worthy Gentleman.  
Patron of Arts. In other tongues, and lands;  
Speaker, and knower: them that understands,  
My (this-peece) Patron: Nothing doth accrue  
To thee in this; but underneath thy due  
A Swan keeps near thy Spring: nor that delays  
My love to take a form. Although his rays  
Fairer than mine: yet this hence axiom grows;  
Varietas delectat. So thou knows.  
A. Taylor.   

THE AUTHOR.  
PArdon, how ere these ranked: for have this sway;  
A Herald cannot, what a Poet may.  
An argument? approved, try by our names;  
Th'on's titles Servant, and the other fames.  
A. Taylor.   

ENCOM. 14. TO POESY.  
O! that but at the rate, thou should be bought,  
Prized by the true-iudicious! Time hath brought  
Such store to bounties lap, as now's the name  
Of bounty turned illiberal, and her frame,  
That while-ere spread so large each he that could  
Confer; had it retained: did it but hold  
What did confirm a Muse. What should produce  
The alteration? Will no more the sluice  
Give the Swan leave to prune, but in the stream  
Despect her sad confusion? Whose's so mean  
In what to worth belongs, would not apply  
A life (if in his power) before she die,  
On her that sings? ill tutord's not that he  
In's education, that to harmony  
Lends no affecting-eare? none was; but o!  
Past times were good; these times not being so  
Must needs be ill. But (surely) some cause brings  
This mirthless desolation. With twelve strings  
Apollo gaue's a Lute, and did prefer;  
Those would make Music, but above would err.  
Since than he left's, since then some do betray  
His prou'd-decree trying how more will say:  
To what's said then als stranger's. Th'untrue voice  
Retains more Patrons, more will (if anoice  
They can make) patronize. And it is now  
So with Diviner Poesy; These times, how  
Those sing that care not: and too, in these times  
Not sense, but words composeth most their times  
Now Poetizing. In this rude age-latter  
More stands to make the Meeter, than the Matter  
Rightly to tell. Th'authors (strange) agree unto  
Of three parts; one to say, and two to do;  
But what? judicious censure! times rude rape  
Growing from rudest, lets the rudest scape  
Yet, their due castigations: doth infect  
Breath of celestial air; and harsh neglect  
Procures to them bestowesed; from generous spirits  
(Such throng presents the Patrons) best who merits  
Is scarce distinguished; these being the crimes  
Of these rightworthy, yet unworthy times:  
To grace thee and thy Muse; them, here surveys  
The form I hold, that have the perfect keys  
Of understandings entrance; and can give  
Right to the all I give. I did not strive  
In this to build a frame, that might contain  
Large-place i'th' sellars-stall; I did but aim  
At freedom for my next, which as my hope  
In forms, shall be my share. Methinks much scope  
These labours did possess; no Muses first  
Works should be tedious, because (ever) worst.  
I know thy power retains the ancient powers  
It ever could: But it is thought the hours  
Have numbered near their date, and that the time  
Spares not our fame a time. o 'tis the prime  
Our hopes affect best motions: civillizes  
Who ere rightly attempts; and simpathzies  
The form of fairest times. Yet more belongs  
To do our clime more right; t'impair these throngs,  
And out of all, give best power to proceed  
Divinely more, than th'ages past agree  
To celebrate. Men worth in ruder times  
Aspired their titles; not these worthy climes  
Shall memorised be? Tha'are the truest fair  
Of past, and present, Knowing-Arts declare  
Our happiness; best Poesy, Britain, friend;  
Actions be worthiest, that do worthiest end.  
Time a chief part confers, this, thee I send:  
That may be, Britain's worthies (and my) friend.  
FINIS.