Chester's TRIUMPH IN HONOUR OF HER PRINCE.  
As it was performed upon S. George's Day 1610. in the for said city.  

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LONDON Printed for I. B. and are to be Sold in Saint Dunstanes Church-yard in Fleet street. 1610.   


ICH DIEN  
HP   blazon of Prince Henry of Wales   

To the High and Mighty Prince, HENRY Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornwall and Rothsay, Earl of Chester, Knight of the most noble Order of the GARTER, etc.  
CHESTER to her Prince.  
Unto the boundless Ocean, most dread Prince,  
Of thy surmounting Great magnificence,  
Do we (poor Palatines) from our best hearts,  
(Enlarged with Love of thine admired Parts)  
Blushing, object to thy deep judgements eye,  
The fruit (though poor) of rich loves industry.  
Not that we are Ambitious, or that we  
Can think it worthy; of (most worthy) THEE.  
But, with our best integrity, to show  
The Awful Duty which our Loves do owe,  
To thy great Greatness; who (beyond compare)  
Doth shine so bright in our loves Hemisphere  
That, in thy right, our Hearts, Lives, Limbs and Swords,  
Shall stretch our Actions far beyond our Words.  
Her ill Townsman, Ri. davies.   

TO THE READER.  
REader, to make a large Narration of nothing, were scarce worth any thing; Yet, since it hath pleased the great giver of all things, to infuse life into poor Animals (as well as Spirit into more worthy Creatures) I have by the importunity of some friends (upon honest conditions) let slip this prisoner, who like a poor Peregrinator (to purchase enlargement) is contented to pass through the Purgatory of the Printing-house: Where (if by his good behaviour, he do not merit Redemption) let him be priest without pity a God's name, and like a vituperious offender, be Stamped and Stared at, by the severest Corrector, and truest Compositor. To be brief, what was done, was so done, as being by the Approbation of many, said to be well done, than I doubt not, but it may merit the merciful Construction of some few, who may chance to Swear 'twas most excellently ill done. Zeal procured it; Love devised it; Boys performed it; Men beheld it, and none but fools dispraised it. As for the further Description of the business, I refer to further relation; only thus: The chiefest part of this people-pleasing spectacle, consisted in three Bees, viz. Boys, Beasts, and Bells, Bells of a strange amplitude and extraordinary proportion; Beasts of an excellent shape, and most admirable swiftness, and Boys of rare Spirit, and exquisite performance. Which glorious Triumph, with much more, was merely intended (as it was then thought) for the joyful celebration of Camber's boundless glory.  
R. D.   

¶ A brief Relation of the most delightful, pleasant and rare Shows, the which have been Enacted, set forth, and performed, within the most Ancient renowned City Caer-leon, now named CHESTER, upon the Festival of our most worthy approved English Champion S. George his Day, being the 23. of April 1610. and shall remain and continue perpetually to future ages, as a memorable and worthy project, founded, devised, and erected only by the most famous, generous, and well deserving Citizen, Mr. ROBERT AMERIE, late Sheriff of the said City, redounding to the glory and praise of Almighty God for his benefits, immediately and bounteously powered upon us Christians, and also in lieu of the Homage, Fealty, Allegiance, and Duty, which we do owe and attribute unto the king's most Excellent and magnificent Majesty, his Crown and dignity, and to the most virtuous and hopeful Heir Apparent, the PRINCE of Wales, with that Noble victor Saint George, our aforesaid English Champion.  
1 A Man by strange devices climbing to the top of a very high spire Steeple (standing at the Market (rose, called S. Peter's Steeple) carrying an Ancient of our Colours of S. George, displaying the same upon the said Steeple, and fixing the same to the bar of Iron, that the Vane hangeth upon: Likewise, sounding a Drum, shooting off a Piece, and flourishing a Sword, and standing upon the Cross of the said bar of Iron, stood upon his hands with his feet into the Air, very dangerously and wonderfully to the view of the beholders, with casting Fireworks very delightful.  
2. Two disguised, called Greene-men, their habit Embroidered and Stitched on with juie-leaves with black-side, having hanging to their shoulders, a huge black shaggy Hair, Savage-like, with ivy Garlands upon their heads, bearing Herculean Clubs in their hands, an artificial Dragon, very lively to behold, pursuing the Savages entering their Den, casting Fire from his mouth, which afterwards was slain, to the great pleasure of the spectators, bleeding, fainting, and staggering, as though he endured a feeling pain, even at the last gasp, and farewell.  
3. One mounted on Horseback, bearing the Helmet and Shield of S. George, attended by three: One leading his Horse, a Drum sounding before him, with S. George his Scutcheon in the forehead of his Horse.  
4. Fame mounted on Horseback, with a Trumpet in her hand, pronouncing an Oration.  
5. mercury, descending from heaven in a cloud, artificially Winged, a Wheel of fire burning very cunningly, with other Fireworks, mounting to the height of the foresaid Steeple upon cords: with most pleasant and melodious harmony at his approach.  
6. Another representing the forenamed and most worthy City Chester, mounted on Horseback: two Drums sounding before him, with the Arms of S. George upon a Scutcheon in the forehead of his Horse.  
7. Another with the king's Arms, very richly Haroldized upon a Shield: Also mounted on Horseback, with the king's Arms upon a Scutcheon in the horse's forehead.  
8. Another, making an Oration, in Honour of the King his Crown and Imperial Monarchy, likewise mounted on Horseback, with the Arms correspondent in the forehead of his Horse.  
9. Another, mounted on Horseback with a great Bell double Gilt, supported by four lions Rampant, standing upon a lesser Bell with a Clapper in it, the king's Arms engraven thereon, carried upon a Sceptre, Dedicated to the Kings most Excellent Majesty, with many Trumpets sounding cheerfully before him, with the king's Arms upon a Scutcheon in the horse's forehead.  
10 Another with the PRINCE's Arms upon a Shield, very richly Haroldized, mounted on Horseback, with the PRINCE's Arms upon a Scutcheon in the horse's foretop.  
11. Another mounted on Horseback, delivering an Oration in Honour of the Prince his Birthright, and magnificent Creation, viz. To the High and Mighty Prince henry, Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornwall and Rothsay, Earl of Chester, etc. with the PRINCE's Arms upon a Scutcheon in the horse's forehead.  
12. Another mounted on Horseback, with a massy Bell of Silver, parcel Gilt, with the PRINCE's Arms engraven upon it: Likewise supported by three lions Rampant, standing upon a lesser Bell, with a Clapper in it, carried upon a Sceptre, a noise of Cornets before the Bell, Dedicated to the Prince, with the PRINCE's Arms upon a Scutcheon in the horse's forehead.  
13 Another mounted on Horseback with the Arms of S. George upon a Shield, with the Arms of Saint George upon a Scutcheon in the forehead of the Horse.  
14 Rumot mounted on Horseback, pronouncing an Oration, in Honour of the most worthy Christian English Champion S. George, mounted on Horseback with the Arms of S. George, upon a Scutcheon in the forehead of the Horse.  
15. Another mounted on Horseback, with the most ancient and famous Standard of S. George, with the Arms of Saint George upon a Scutcheon in the horse's forehead.  
16. Another mounted on Horseback, bearing upon a Sceptre a great piece of Plate, parcel Gilt, Bell fashion, Dedicated to the Honour of Saint George, with the Arms of S. George in the horse's forehead.  
17. Another, representing S. George, Accoutred and Armed at all points, attended by two Squires: Also in complete Armour, a noise of Drums before them, likewise mounted on Horseback, with the Arms of S. George upon a Scutcheon in the horse's forehead.  
18. Another on Horseback, representing Peace, who made a Speech agreeable to her nature.  
19. Another on Horseback, representing Plenty, made likewise a Speech, etc. A Wreath of Wheat-cares upon her head, with a Garland of the same athwart her body, casting and strewing Wheat abroad amongst the multitude, as she road along. Garb or Wheat-sheaf Ore, in a Scutcheon upon her horse's forehead.  
20. Another on Horseback, representing Envy, with a wreathe of Snakes about her head; another in her hand, her face and arms besmeared with blood.  
21. After her (on Horseback) came one, representing Love, who finding Envy dismounted from Horseback, and mounted on a Stage to show her nature, was conjured by Love to depart, and not to interrupt (with her detractions) that days Triumph, undertaken and performed through Love, which done, Love and joy marshal the succeeding sport.  
22. Lastly, joy mounted on Horseback, rejoicing at so great a concourse of people, never there before seen, and praising the good meaning of what there was undertaken and performed. Whereupon all departed for a while, to a place upon the River called the roods, Guarded with one hundred and twenty Halberdiers, and a hundred and twenty Shot, bravely furnished. The Mayor, Sheriffs and Aldermen of Chester, arrayed in their Scarlet, having seen the said shows, to grace the same, accompanied, and followed the Actors unto the said Rood, where the Ships, Barks, and Pinnaces, with other vessels Harbouring within the River, displaying the Arms of S. George, upon their main Tops, with several pendants answerable thereunto; discharged many volleys of Shot in Honour of the day. The Bells Dedicated (as before is remembered) being presented to the Mayor, Proclamation being generally made, to bring in Horses to run for the said Bells, there was run a double Race, to the great pleasure and delight of the spectators: Men of great worth, running also at the Ring for the said Cup, Dedicated to Saint George, and those that won the prizes, according to the Articles agreed upon in that behalf, had the same with the Honour thereunto belonging: The said several prizes, being with Speeches, and several wreaths set on their heads, delivered in ceremonious and Triumphant manner, after the order of the olympian Sports, whereof these were an imitation.   

Chester's TRIUMPH IN HONOUR OF HER PRINCE.  FAME. 
FRom blissful Bowers of fair Elysian fields,  
(The happy harbour of jove's dearest dear)  
From thence these Worthies (noted by their shields  
Are (by my conduct) thus arrived here.  
I Fame that with a trice, do overfill  
The World's wide ears with what I please to say,  
Have brought them thus, as 'twere against the hill  
Of highest Lets, to celebrate this Day!  
This Day, that I so far have famoused  
That not a nook of Earth's huge Globe but knows,  
How in great Britain 'tis solemnized  
With divine Offices, and glorious Shows.  
Then for th'increase of this triumphant Mirth,  
I'll invocate the God's Ambassador,  
To be the precedent of Heaven to Earth;  
And, from the Gods, salute your Governor.  
Then come great Nuntius of th'immortal Gods,  
From that all-swaying Senate of their State;  
Come, I invoke thee, with thy charming-rod  
In glory come, this Day to celebrate.  
The ninefold Orbs of Heaven, my words do pierce;  
Descend then, Tongues-man of the Universe.  A Song of eight voices for the show in CHESTER on S. George's day. 

COme down thou mighty messenger of bliss,  
Come: we implore thee,  
Let not thy glory be obscured from us  
Who most adore thee:  
Then come, O come great spirit  
That we may joyful sing,  
Welcome, O welcome to earth  
jove's dearest darling.   

Lighten the eyes thou great Mercurian Prince,  
Of all that view thee,  
That by the lustre of their optic sense  
They may pursue thee:  
Whilst with their voices  
Thy praise they shall sing,  
Come away  
jove's dearest darling.   mercury comes down in a Cloud and speaks thus. 
Down from the Throne of the immortal Gods,  
From out the glorious ever-during Heavens,  
And from the sacred Powers celestial  
From thence I come, commanded by them all  
To visit Him whose rare report hath rung  
His earned fame on earth hath pierced the sky,  
Ascending up unto the highest Heavens;  
And therewithal procured the sacred Senate  
In great regard to hold his worthiness:  
For which intent, They all (with one accord)  
To manifest the Love to Him they owe,  
Have sent me mercury, their Messenger,  
To bring him joyful tidings of the same.  
And to this place, directed by their Powers,  
I am arrived (in happy time I hope)  
To find this happy God-beloved Man.  
And lo behold on sudden where I spy  
This Favourite so favoured of the Gods:  
I will salute him with such courtesy  
As best beseems a wight of such account.  
All hail to thee high justice Officer;  
mercury, Nuntius to the Powers divine,  
Hath brought thee greetings from their Deities.  
And know (dear Sir) thy deeds and good deserts,  
Thy well disposed Nature, Mind, and thought,  
Thy zealous care to keep their Laws divine,  
Thy great compassion on poor wights distressed,  
Thy prudence, justice, temperance, and thy truth,  
And, to be brief, thy virtues general,  
Have moved them all from Heaven, with one assent,  
To send Me down, to let thee understand  
That thou art highly in their Favours placed:  
And, for the more assurance of the same,  
Lo here a Favour favourably sent  
From them, by me, to thee, that thou mayst know  
Thy virtues here shall there rewarded be  
With endless joy, and perfect happiness.  
Receive the same, returning nought but thanks,  
Which is as much as they require of thee,  
My message done, my task thus brought to end,  
I must return and to the Heavens ascend.  CHESTER. 
Hail sage Spectators, hail ye reverend Sires,  
Hail younger Brutes, whose worth self Worth admires.  
Whose ardent Loves both to the place, and us,  
Constrains our Loves to entertain ye thus.  
Welcome ten thousand times ye blissful crew,  
Whose light lends luster to the vulgar view.  
Whose several virtues, linked with several Graces,  
Deserves the Best, of our best loves embraces.  
The Roman Curtius Rome's great Favourite,  
(Whose daring Death did her from scathe acquit)  
Was ne'er more Welcome to the Romans sights,  
Then are yourselves, to these our choice delights.  
To which kind purpose our desire intends  
To entertain you as our fastest friends,  
With such Olympian sports as shall approve  
Our Best devotion, and sincerest Love.  
Such entertain as best beseems your Ranks,  
we'll strive to give you with our heartiest thanks.  
And so, to please your nicer appetietes,  
we'll feast your pains with pleasure's honeyed Sweets.  
The rarest viands Choice itself affords,  
Shall o'er abound upon our bounteous boards,  
And in the midst of all our jovial solace,  
we'll suck sweet Nectar from the Paps of Pallas.  
we'll cozen France of those delicious Vines,  
Where-hence they drain their brain-enchanting Wines  
To cheer our hearts, and make you frolic so  
As you shall swim in joy, though sunk in woe.  
we'll Banquet you with such variety  
Of dulcet Fruits, whose sweet Satiety  
Shall seem so pleasing; as it shall entice  
The Gods themselves to surfeit on their juice.  
Our best Pavilions, in their best attire,  
Remonstrate shall how much we do desire,  
To satisfy your Expectations eyes,  
With all that Art can possibly devise.  
we'll pave our Streets, with that Eye-pleasing sand,  
Which is of power whole Kingdoms to command:  
And for your more delight perfume we will  
The Air: nay, it sweet Airs shall overfill.  
Our verdant Pastures three piled green in grain  
Shall wear, to honour so your entertain.  
And round about the Meadows as ye go,  
For peeping flowers the Grass shall scarcely show  
What may be done, and willing hearts can do  
Shall be effected with advantage too.  
we'll furrow up those petty hills or heights,  
That lie but in the way of our delights:  
And with the Surplus of this surquedry,  
Fill up the places that too lowly lie  
Within the list or prospect of that place,  
Assigned this Triumph and triumphant Race.  
whatever our more than strained utmost-All,  
Can possibly perform; perform we shall.  Britain. 
ILlustrious Britain, stately Seat of Kings,  
Whose boundless glories inequivalent,  
Do so reflect on Fame's oriental wings.  
That o'er the world they spread their blandishment.  
Whose influence (past compass of conceit)  
Endarts such sunbeams to obscurer places,  
That all the world by that resplendent light,  
Derives from her their most peculiar graces.  
Whose royal, clement, chaste, and bounteous King,  
(King; O too base a style for his great worth)  
Such radiant luster to the Earth doth bring,  
That like the Sun it cheers the total North.  
Then yield him honour Kings that glorious be;  
vail to this (next the highest) great King of Kings:  
Who by his virtues graceth your degree,  
And to the same immortal glory brings.  
Great Britain's Greatness (wonder of the North:  
Admired of All whom virtues height admires)  
We do ascribe unto thy Matchless worth,  
Surmounting praise, to mount thy virtues higher.  
And while me (Britain) Neptune shall embrace,  
I'll ruin those, that spite thee, or thy Race.  CAMBRIA. 
Renowned Camber, Britain's true repose,  
Whose ardent zeal to her admired Prince,  
Hath ever been approved to friends and foes  
To sacrifice her blood in his defence.  
With high-swollen words of vaunt to thunder forth  
How much we dare to do in this respect,  
Were more than merely idle; since our worth  
Shall show itself in such words true effect.  
Our hopeful Prince whilst Camber's Race doth Breath,  
Shall they with fast united might,  
In his just cause will their best Swords unsheathe  
Against the stoutest Opposer of his Right.  
We scorn that Wales such weaklings should afford,  
That dare not bravely front the eager'st foe  
At any Weapon (Pistol, Pike, or Sword)  
And (like stout Warriors) give him blow for blow.  
But to our Prince (Great Britain's matchless Heir)  
As humbly low, as is his Greatness high,  
Our lives we'll prostrate with our best Devoir,  
To do what may undo the Enemy.  
Whose Grace is thought upon this present day,  
Which day Saint George hath blissfully created,  
To take his Birthright; with such great joy,  
As such a day was never consecrated.  
To memorize which more than blissful Feast,  
We are incited by the love we owe him,  
The same to celebrate, or at the least  
Our great, great joy most thankfully to show him.  
Then nought remains but that we all do pray,  
God bless Prince HENRY Prop of England's joy.  RUMOUR. 
SAint George for England, is the Patron Knight,  
Whose ever-conquering, and all-daring hand,  
Did put whole Hosts of Heathens foes to flight,  
That did the vigour of his strength withstand.  
He that did ever live (a Champion stout)  
With such undaunted holy-high resolve,  
That through the earth his fame did fly about,  
Which shall not die till heaven and earth dissolve.  
Against the Heathen folk his force he proved,  
By which he did decline their highest pride:  
For which of heaven and earth he was beloved,  
And made a glorious Saint whenas he died,  
Upon a hideous Dragon (whose thick scales  
Like shields, that nought could pierce by force nor Art  
Did Bulwark him) so fast his Falchion falls,  
That he through them made way unto his heart.  
Whose rare achievements and whose rich renown  
(Flowing from matchless Magnanimity)  
Still makes them owners of great Britain's Crown,  
As in this day to crown his memory.  
Whose Fame's bright Splendour, rarely to depaint  
In colours rich according to his worth,  
Would try the tongue of Hermes, sith this Saint  
Thus travels Britain's glory to bring forth,  
Many a Monster he by force subdued,  
And many a fiend incarnate he suppressed,  
Whose Sword did still mow down their multitude,  
So to imbarn them in hell's restless rest.  
When lo at length returning to the soil,  
Wherein he first received his vital breath,  
He spent his time religiously awhile,  
Till Death had slain him, who now conquers Death:  
So, britain's when they fight with cheer, they say,  
God and Saint George for England to this day.  PEACE. 
TO bring glad news of future happy years,  
Peace is the Nuntius that such tidings bears.  
Who while the Scotch the English fair entreat,  
And me embrace withal, I'll make them great.  
No foreign Nation shall affront their force  
As long as I direct them in that course.  
All rash dissensions and litigious brawls,  
I shall expel from their unshaken walls.  
All civil Mutinies shall then surcease,  
And Peace shall bring them everlasting Peace.  
Inveterate hate so will I turn to love,  
As with one motion both shall jointly move.  
Brother with brother, nay, the foe with friend,  
For mine and thine shall never more contend.  
No massacre nor bloody stratagem,  
Shall stir in pieces new jerusalem.  
No civil Discord, nor Domestic strife  
Shall e'er annoy their Peace, much less their life,  
For (like to Olive branches) they shall bear  
Fruit that gives love an appetite to bear.  
Which mutual concord dateless shall endure  
As long as love can Peace to love procure.  
I'll bind their Loves with true loves Gordian knot,  
That rude Dissensions hands undo it not:  
And with a wreathe of ever-during bay,  
Crown all your brows with peace-procured praise,  
I'll rend the close-mouthed rage of emulous strife,  
And wound Distraction, with connexion's knife.  
And when damned Malice comes but once in sight  
I, with a vengeance, will suppress her straight.  
I'll send pale Envy down to hell with speed,  
Where she upon her Snakes shall only feed.  
And with some poisonous and envenomed Toad,  
Her much more poisonous self shall make abode.  
Which being done I'll send that base infection  
(Whose only virtue is but base) Detraction  
Her to associate; where they both shall live  
As long as hell can life with horror give:  
And thus shall Peace their joy perpetuate,  
That love (in love) to stay this blessed State.  plenty. 
SInce Plenty still cooperates with Peace,  
Plenty shall bless your basket of increase.  
From whose abundant ne'er exhausted store,  
You shall receive much more than had before,  
I'll stuff your Barns up to the throat with grain,  
Which shall all yours, and others still sustain.  
I'll fructify the earth with rarest fruits  
Of sundry shapes, and several kind of suits,  
So as the Soil (that bears seed timely sown)  
Under the burden of their weight, shall groan.  
In all abundance I will rear your Beasts,  
Which shall maintain your o'er abounding Feasts,  
Fish, foul, herbs, grass, and all things whatsoe'er,  
Shall at your door be cheap, and nothing dear  
I'll sink into the concaves of earths mould,  
And there hence pull and cull her purest gold,  
And then will dive into the Ocean Deeps,  
To raise the Treasure which their Neptune keeps.  
I'll freight your ships with such o'er-freighting store,  
That greediness herself shall seek no more.  
No scarcity shall in your Land be found,  
As long as I with Nature till your ground.  
What shall I say? your life-supporting staff,  
The staff of bread; I'll throw abroad like chaff.  
Then see how graciously the Highest hath sent ye  
Peace, in all fullness, in all fullness Plenty.  envy and LOVE. Envy. 
hiss.  Love. 
Why how now Envy? dost thou hiss at Phoebus?  E. 
Yes; and at Cinthia too, if she anger us.  L. 
Your reason Envy?  E. 
Why? My reason's this,  
To hear a Cat cry mewe, who can but hiss.  L. 
Out hissing Scorpion:  E. 
Out ye filthy Fool,  
Envy hath wit, to set such Apes to school.  L. 
Malicious Monster, thou incarnate Devil,  
Whose base condition, is the source of evil.  
Thou envious Bandog, speak and do thy worst,  
He that regards it; is the most accursed  E. 
And he that thinks that Love can e'er be wise,  
Hath neither judgement, wisdom, wit, nor eyes.  L. 
Say thou abortive, men-detested slave,  
Whose only virtue is, but to deprave  
Man's best proceedings, speak thou squint-eyed Monster,  
What is the cause which makes thee still misconstrue?  E. 
Because I hate to hear a want-wit preach  
Beyond wits bounds, and wisdoms boundless reach:  
To see a superficial Sot make show  
Of deeper skill than wit itself doth know.  L. 
What is the solace Envy counteth deep?  E. 
marry to see a Wolf devour a Sheep.  
To see men-devils breeding still dissension  
Is sport( methinks) beyond all comprehension:  
Or else a rich man hunger-pined with want,  
To see an Army (when their food is scant)  
Eat their own excrements; O this is sport  
For Envy, that without this is all amort.  
To see a drove of Drunkards like to Swine  
Swilling their souls, in soul-overwhelming wine.  
To see a City burned, or Barns on fire,  
To see a Son the Butcher of his Sire.  
To see two Swaggerers eagerly to strive,  
Which of them both shall make the Hangman thrive.  
To see a good man poor, or wise man bore,  
To see dame Virtue overwhelmed with care.  
To see a ruined Church, a Preacher dumb,  
A king's child perish in the Mother's womb.  
To see a Miser, who to have his pelf,  
Will take a rope and (desperate) hang himself:  
To see a virgin by a varlet used,  
Till she by him to death be so abused.  
Or else to see a Father suck the blood  
Of his own Spawn, O! these would do me good.  
But to behold a rank of rustic Boys  
Showing as childish people childish toys  
To grace a day with; O it grates my gall  
To hear an apish Kitling caterwaul.  
Is it not harsh to hear a marmoset squeak  
Upon a stage a most unjointed speak?  
And then to hear some ignorant Baboon,  
Swear that this Monkey did surmount the Moon.  
whenas the Infants best is too too bad,  
And which to hear would make a wiseman mad.  L. 
Thou damned Infection; damned from thy birth.  
Abhorred of heaven, and odious to the earth,  
How canst thou ever hope to merit grace,  
When thy delight is but detraction base?  
But since there is no sign of grace in that  
Damned face of thine, which hell doth wonder at,  
Love shall conjure thee; that from this time forth,  
Thou ne'er frequent this Island of the North.  
Dive to the depth of deepest Stygian flood;  
There suck thou Snakes, and Snakes there suck thy blood.  
Or sink thou quite to the infernal deep,  
Where crawling Scorpions may about thee creep.  
And there among those vermin vile beneath,  
belch up that poison which thou here dost breathe.  
Go, I conjure thee, lest I make thee feel  
The keenest edge of Wraths revenging steel.  
Burden the earth no more, thou hateful Toad  
With such a ponderous earth-annoying load,  
Go with a vengeance go, and ne'er retire,  
But we are our Time in everlasting fire.  Envy. 
O I could grind and grate thee with my teeth,  L. 
No more thou Monster; hence be gone forthwith;  E. 
Confusion, death, plague, pestilence, and piles,  
Confound their souls who at mine anguish smiles,  
Yet, ere I go, I'll bid the best farewell,  
Hoping ere long to meet their Ghosts in hell.  L. 
Go ugly Monster, Loves Misanthropos,  
Sink down to torture and continual woes.  
Heaven excludes thee; Earth abhors thy sight,  
And grieves to bear the burden of thy weight.  
Sink to her centre, there's thy Native rest,  
And never more be seen to spot her breast:  
So, haste thee hence; and henceforth I'll direct  
My speech to those, whom I do best affect:  
Love bids you welcome that are come in love,  
To see our sports that Envy doth reprove.  JOY. 
envy avaunt, thou art no fit compear  
T'associate these our sweet Consociates here.  
joy doth exclude thee, who (to thy disgrace)  
Here spits Defiance in thy ugly face.  
And that is more; thy everlasting shame  
Shall be still blasted by the Trump of Fame:  
The powerful tongue of facund Mercury,  
Shall to the world display thy Infamy.  
Chester abhors thy presence; Britain hates thee;  
And for a damned fury, Camber takes thee.  
Peace, as a Herald, shall proclaim to All,  
That thou art damned by justice-general.  
Plenty detests thy base Society,  
Who scorns thy hell-bred gross impiety.  
And last of all; My Love, in loves defence  
In spite of Envy, shall send Envy hence.  
Wherefore avaunt; that all the I'll may sing,  
Now envies gone, in peace w'enjoy our King.  After the running of the horse's FAME speaks. 
WIth rich Characters of resplendent gold,  
Fame hath your names within her book enrolled:  
Which till Time stays his course shall glitter bright,  
Maugre Detraction and fell envies spite.  Britain to him that won the best Bell. 
IN sign of victory which thou hast gained,  
This wreathe by thy fair front shall be sustained.  
Whose green leaved branches unto Fame shall tell  
That thou didst best deserve the better Bell.  CAMBER to the second. 
TO crown thy Temples with a second wreath,  
Lo here doth Camber unto thee bequeath  
This fragrant Garland: sith thou didst excel  
The best that ran but at the second Bell.  rumor to him that won the Ring. 
THou that by either cunning, or by chance,  
Didst take the Ring with thy thrice happy Lance:  
Here take of me (to raise thy virtues up)  
This wreath of Balm, and polished silver cup.  All together. 
And so we all in all your several Graces,  
Will with fames o'erfill all times and places.  chester's last Speech. 
NO Action, though admired for Excellence,  
No practise, though of highest pre-eminence  
That can escape the Polyphemian eye  
Of Envy, that for ever looks awry:  
Yet notwithstanding on your loves depending,  
Whose patient ears excludes all reprehending.  
We here submit ourselves in humblest wise,  
Before the bar of your judicious eyes,  
What we present unto your dainty ears  
Is freed from scandals: so is free from fears.  
Only your Loves which are our fairest marks,  
Must muzzle Envy, when the Fury barks  
Unto the best, we doubt not but our best  
May purchase favour; and for all the rest  
We do expect but this poor kindness from them,  
That they would speak but what shall well become them.  
This being granted: Chester doth invite  
Each noble worthy, and each worthy Knight,  
To close their stomach with a small repast,  
Which may content a temperate curious taste.  
Measure our ardent Loves, with such kind measure,  
As we afford you sport, and give you pleasure:  
And so we'll leave you with this solemn vow,  
That whilst we breathe, our hearts shall honour you.  
IF any Reader shall desire to know  
Who was the Author of this pleasing show:  
Let him receive advertisement hereby  
A Sheriff (late of Chester) AMERIE.  
Did thus perform it; who for his reward,  
Desires but Love, and competent regard.  
ROBERT AMERIE.  
FINIS.   


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