THE EAGLE-TRUSSERS elegy.  
A Tract Bewailing the loss of that Incomparable Generalissimo.  
Gustavus Adolphus, The great King of Sweden,  
Who after manifold and Glorious Victories, left his life also Triumphantly and Laureated at the Famous Battle of L●TZEN▪ the Sixth of November, Anno 1632.  
By G. T. Eq;  
LONDON, Printed for Charles Webb at the Boare's Head in St Paul's churchyard 1660.   


Fame mounted on her nimble ●inge as high  
As well she Might without impeachment by  
Celestial heat, and aided with a tackle  
Of several engines, even to miracle▪  
Advertising the senses; here employs  
Her trumpets, her innumerous ●ares & eyes,  
Throughout our general hemisphere, to tell  
The strife of tongus▪ the ●oe the joy befell,  
When our supr●amest Egle-trussing chief,  
The great GUSTAVUS, of his massi● life,  
Exanimated was▪ she ne'er has flown  
So high● a pitch before, has never blown  
So● discrepant a medley, with so clear  
A candour forth; so that Benvolio, here  
But listninge well, thou hast the distant, prime,  
Loud, several, clashinge passions of the time.    

To the Reader.  
SIR,  
AFter a sad attraction by the per passionate dictates of Fame, to become her Amanuensis; and an Endeavour in dilating the stenography▪ to garnish it with fitting height and colours; the collection was intentionally presented an Honourable Personage, who had very long and signally, obliged my services; but since the Project became a Posthumus, the Pen and press also but slubbering up what should have been done in Print, it has necessarily put me upon this farther revise; wherein if either the style ●e quarrelled for high and difficult, or the method as singular and over-fancied, yet the concernment of that incomparable 
* The Teuto●●ck for ●ero's.  Held Gustavus Adolphus, may justly challenge a note beyond Ela; for so was Godfrey of Bulloign's mettle upon mettle, such an elegant Soelechism, as said him able to refine the most staynand to the most honourable bearing: Thus with his transcendent influence could our Edward the black Prince, irradiate that preposterous attribute, to set him super-superlatively off, and with ar●etorick far above the common rate of Conquerors: Nor is it improbable, that a fame excelsly culminating, and as briskly sensible, should with her swift extravagancy complicate the distant contrarieties ensuing, since our Books will witness, that she could of yore observe (notwithstanding a vast tract of Land and Sea between) the great battles of Plataeae in Boetia, and Micale in Jonia, both decided the same day; Nay, thus in the reign of Domitian, was the defeat of Lucius Antonius in Germany, brought to Rome by her the same day, though above two thousand miles distant▪ so that the several premises considered, I have fittingly presented this volatile discovery, by the Latitude and Plenipotence of her relation; and rather preferred a devious method and an epick-stile, where the common road was disproportionable, Neither is that Shop to be valued, which has not cloth for Croesus as well as Codrus, and then again for Cyrus above Croesus; after which account presented the benevolent and knowing Reader (without resenting any bolted breath of others) I subscribe myself  
His affectionate Servant G. T.   

Persius redivivus.  
EN post limini● redivivus Persius extat,  
Romano-mastix qui fuit egregius  
At non ut quondam Romanus: Persius, Anglus  
Jam fit, & Angligenas i●sequitur satyris.  
Mira {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman}: Vis & ardor, spiritus idem:  
Conveniunt ambo carmine, voce, stylo.  
Rideat hìc Momus quae non intelligit, atque  
Invideat Zotlus quae superare nequit.  
R. L.   

THE Eagle-trussers elegy.  

Fame in Person.  
CAn Hamath then the great, and populous 
a Or Alexandria.  No,  
Turn into rubble thus? must Eurus so  
With scattered nets of caterpillars, sup  
The flower of Libanon, and Bashan up?  
Is all our pomp, but straw and stubble, blown  
Before the wind? Ye sons of men take down  
Your swelling sails, call laughter mad, reply  
To joy, What dost thou? Howl, o howl, ye high  
And mighty Cedars, knowing that your breath,  
Is likewise in your nostrils: meager Death  
Implacably the fairest Eden turns  
A desolate wilderness, to powder churns  
The most anointed Cherub: even our great  
Gustavus, how invictly whilom set  
On his high places, now again goes less,  
Acknowledging the worm his brother. This  
Victorious Machabeus, (had he been  
But a 
a Ita quasi longaevus.  Macrobius, even a Constantine,  
It might have tropheed him,) this chosen shaft,  
In his illustrious range, surmounting oft  
The highest Eagle; he that measured hath  
The bridle of our bondage, tyrannous Gath,  
And all her susters, with a line of woo,  
To plunder and demolish; paining so  
The bitter rage, the famine, fire, slaught,  
Of Heydleberg, and others; this devout  
Dread 
b In eight months he took in 80 cities, Castles, and Sconce● in Pomerland, and Mechlenbou●g.  Polyorcetes, this high extolled,  
And eldest son of thunder, now is rolled  
Up in his leaden sheet. But out alas!  
How am I here surprised? and such a cross  
Impetuous conclamation now alarms  
My multiplicite ear, as almost storms  
It into deafness; even alas so loud  
Oppugning and tempestuous noises crowd  
And clash together, such a farce of passions,  
Such worlds of 
c Pleadings, or orations.  Harangues, broken ejulations,  
Ignatian shoutings, 
d A kind of threatning clamour used by the Romans, when joining battle.  barrets, burning vows,  
Even such a Chorus in combustion ploughs  
The Welkin, I can hardly keep my wing  
To paraphrase the which, running this string  
A little des●ant.—   

Fame in Chorus.  
Hark how Futio cries  
Victoria. Horn is broken, Arnheym flies,  
The Saxonies comply not: nay this fond  
Obstreperous blurt will boast not having Doned  
His armour, yet as loud, as if about  
To put it off; and then with many a shout  
At our disaster, irreligious God's,  
His nest of 
a soldier's so taking after plunder, that the word became by it in disgrace, & to be taken for a thief.  Brigands, his 
b A Brigade is a body more numerous than a Regiment, sometime as big as two.  Brigado, whets  
Again to blood and rapine; at whose din,  
Both 
c Two towns in Pomerland, which after the Citizens had first been tortured and ravished, were plundered and burnt by the ●mperialists.  Vckermound and Pasewalk, piecing in,  
Solicit vengeance; this the Butcher, this  
The rigid Arab, sleep'st thou Nemesis?  
These are the leeches daughters; then they shed  
Innumerous tears, with Out Alas our dread  
Alas our dead Adolphus! yet the while  
Are these again so shuffled, with a shrill  
And crackling laughter, as some wilderness  
Of thorns were burning; 
d Monacum, or Camb●dunum, one of the neatest Cities of Germany, & appertaining to the Bavarian.  Munchen crying thus,  
Thus would we have it. Ay, quoth 
e Angelostadium▪ or Aureapolis, one of strongest pieces of Germany, where the Jesuits have an Academy.  Ingolstadt,  
Now for your copper King. And hear'st thou not  
How furious a 
f The boisterous noise of Armies when in battle.  Vacarm is jointly made,  
By the fierce Saxon, the victorious Swede,  
The Frank, the Finlander? even how they drown  
The world with clamour, make the champion groan  
Beneath their prancings? hear'st thou not, I say,  
What thundering Canonades, promiscuous bray  
Of rattling drums? or how the 
g A word of art used by the French for the sound of Trumpets.  Fanfars rage?  
Or how the Fifes? and than what store of fledge,  
And whistling lead, with On again, and charge,  
And justice, and Adolphus? or how large  
A throat pragmatical Ignatius sets  
Wide open at it? or how 
h The chief Commander of the boors, opposing the eternals.  Shwendy beats  
The livid air with hubbubs?—  
  

Fame in Person.  
I might style  
The lumber almost deafing like to Nile  
Amongst his Catadupes, still adding that  
Of Scelestadt or Schlestadt, 
a Perhaps the correption of civitas-scelesta, since accordingly situate upon a River named Ill.  situate  
With such a bitter brand; of Sainté-ville,  
Eusebia Vrijburge now so dreading ill  
To her municip laws; of 
b Colonel general of the Crabats, or Croats men of Croatia, the b being added for the fuller sound.  Isolaine  
With his Crabats, (or call them else unclean  
Devouring harpies,) and a passionate rabble  
Of clamorous others, disproportionable  
To my discourse: besides if weighing well  
The dreadful medley, what nefarious toil,  
May find a perfect, and a continued Passion,  
Amongst these broken ends, with fit relation  
Claiming the Muses? so that I should here  
Be silencing abruptly, yet, my dear  
Panaretus, must then thy bitter moan,  
Pass as a serpent over-glides a stone,  
And with no tract behind? why, maugre all  
This strife of tongues, some lucid interval  
May now and then, perhaps, advantage us,  
With thee upon his estimate; and thus,  
(The noise even now relenting,) now thou criest,   

Fame in proxy.  Panaretus. 
Come death, advance thee boldly, wherefore fleest  
Thou such a precious wretch? Ay, now thy plaints  
Are luculent enough, imposing rents,  
Sackcloth and dust, for beauty, dernings up,  
Scarlet, and balm. Nay, with a tedious troop  
Of prodigies, thou bid'st the terrene rocks  
Weep into fens and meers with inter-shocks,  
The marine cliffs be rudely tumbled o'er,  
Removing Sea-marks, puzzling all the shore  
With creeks and Chersonese; dost enjoin  
The 
a A hill in Over-pfaltz, out of which, the eager, the Me●nus, the Sala, and the Nabus, run four different ways.  Feichtelbourge, augument his weeping eyen  
To Poes' and Danubies; the Pyramid  
So valuing 
b This Tower is said to be 578 paces high.  Straesburgh, his aethereal head  
Be now shrunk in with anguish; 
c A Lake in Gothia, receiving into it 24 Rivers, & emptying them all at one mouth, with such a horrid noise, that 'tis named The Devils-head.  Weret rore,  
As disimboguing even an hundred more  
Than twenty rivers; bid'st unrip the tiles  
Of sumptuous 
d A hill in the city of Prague, built with many Noble men's houses.  Rachine, thatch it now with quills  
Of wrathful Porpentines, or pinions rather  
By Dragons moulted, or with many a feather  
Of rigorous 
e Alien●m tollens, one of the harpies.  Aello; dost condemn  
Her golden fretted rooms to Ohim, Jim,  
Shacales, and Satyrs; blendest all the stars  
With flaming 
f Properly such swords as have indented edges.  Virolet's, with fiery spears,  
Enjoining 
g Xiphii, blazing and bearded stars.  Xiphius, that his burning brand  
A new he raging, further still portend  
To Diadems, and sceptres; and that Sol  
Or doff his golden hair, or in a call  
Of sad and ru●ty vapours, wind it up,  
As relatives appertient to the cup  
Of trembling given us; and with such a gross  
Of dismal symptoms to bewail the loss  
Of our Adolphus: then with hideous passion  
At the disaster, and in contemplation  
Of what may thence ensue, he bellows out,  
He still proceeds, with O what resolute  
Bonarges left us now, to counterpoise  
The fierce Gran-torto? he that so destroys  
Our Lambs, and Turtles, nay the very Kid  
While in his Mother's milk; nay children hid  
Even in their tender 
a The skin in which the child at his birth is wrapped.  Seconds. (O my soul,  
Oppose, abhor his secret.) Look when all  
A tedious Barnaby, the wolf has lain  
In holts, and hollows, as the shades begin  
To lengthen out, to russet every light  
Discoloured object, throughly hunger-bit,  
He waxes gaunt and grim; and Sol, once gone  
To the sea-shingle hence for pearl, upon  
His morrow-grass to melt, rages, and raves,  
Barking at Cynthia, tearing open graves,  
And sheep-coats, and with many a horrid prank  
Frighting the Champion: such, and far more rank  
His rage has been; and among mountains rude,  
Of ashes, rubble, shattered spars, imbrued  
With rivulets of gore. Lo where the broiled  
And crumpled geniuses, of poor despoiled  

b Cities burnt by the Imperialists.  New-Brandenburg, of miserable Gartz,  
Infer as much. And thou regret of hearts,  
Dear 
c alias Magdenburg the City of Maidens.  Parthenopolis, embroidered late  
With high and bossie work of Temples great,  
Of aquaducts, of guilds, of bulwarks dread,  
Burses, and 
d Places appointed for trial of Masteries, especially shooting: the word itself signifying agger, a But.  Doels, and even as turreted  
As Berecynthia; how art thou become  
An empty piece in plano, but a room  
For moles, and worms to cast in? where alas  
Thy ruddy virgins now? where all the gross  
Of thy courageous youth, and those thy heads,  
So hatched with reverend silver? nay, which breeds  
Excessive horror, even the sepulchers  
Of very 
e The marquess of Onspach and his Ancestors tombs rifled by the Imperialists; who had done the like also to the Duke of Saxonies Ancestors, if not diverted by a ransom of 80000 Dollars.  Princes, girt with iron bars,  
And palisadoes, built of massy, tough,  
And boisterous marble, yet are petty proof,  
Against his hungry clutches. O let all  
Such impious pillage, rankle into gall;  
Be like the gold of Tholouse, or the theft  
Of the 
* Such a Bird, as snatching meat from the Altar, carries a Coal with it to her Nest.  Spinternix. But alas, who left  
To serve this execution? our elate,  
Unparalleled Adolphus, knew to meat  
Him with the bread of tears, to hamper him,  
Sometime by force, anon by stratagem,  
In some desert unextricable net:  
Where like a savage Bull, he full of sweat,  
Of swarthy foam, of dirt, and ordure base,  
Lay stomachfully plunging; when alas,  
Who now I say?—   

Fame in Chorus.  Chor. 
But here the general rout  
Complies again, and in so vast a shout,  
With so much horror, rages up to heaven,  
Like twenty Babel's, that I must be driven  
To spar mine ears up, lest their silver drums  
Be cracked or rudely beaten out: Nor comes  
Now in my random save a jangling farce  
Of mutes, and visibles; save to rehearse  
The thwart, the crossly-grained imagery,  
That still Armado-like within mine eye  
Floats up and down; and with innumerous sorts  
Of postures, mines, pathetical deports,  
And ocular relations, up to dress  
This empty chasm: yet, as if all excess  
Employed inconstancy, the lumber here  
Declines already, seizing not mine ear  
With pristine horror; nay, as climbing up  
Ascents, and hills, abruptly often chop  
Into low valleys, now it sinks so much,  
That I return me to the further speech  
Of our Panaretus: or wherefore dream  
I such an airy Castle, since for him,  
Lo where distended, at the rotten root  
Of an old doting Pollard, breathing out  
His last he lies; nor flexible to speak,  
Save now and then Adolphus; or in weak,  
And fumbling well-aways I know not what,  
Of death and Sweden. Therefore here, my plot  
Must be to change the scene; I, I, so fails  
The wind in point, that we must vere our sails,  
And now make ready for another board,  
Hail the main boling there, I so, port hard;  
And sweetest Zephyre, with propitious store  
Of fragrant breath, spur up our boat so hoar,  
So bright a pace, as Neptune also boast  
His Galaxia: for some other coast  
Bear up I say, and while we snugly run  
Thus on this second tack, behold how soon  
The virtuous 
* The word signifies one that has a shrill voice.  Calasaster, fully fraught  
With woeful threnes, and now already brought  
Under our lee, pathetickly supplies  
Mine ear again; I, hark how shrill he cries.   

Fame in proxy.  Calasaster. 
Calas. Comes all our hope to this? and beating then  
His woeful breast, why lo the man of men,  
Even he whose goodness in his greatness sat  
Like Diamonds in gold; and where of late,  
So many mighty can allege but words;  
But Abram was our father, or the birds,  
And empty beasts of Heralds; far beyond  
This shell of poor formality, was crowned  
With real nobleness; he that could do,  
What others but discourse; and oft, as two  
Or three left-berries, may be found upon  
A gathered Olive's upmost boughs, was one  
Of our best patterns, even the most admired  
Exemplar left us, is alas expired.  
O that some chambering Jezebel that toils  
In search of Philters, cullises, and oils,  
To polish off the skin, and cock the blood;  
Between him, and the dart of death had stood:  
Or some ignoble soothing polyp, who  
Can fit his foot still to the present shoe,  
How grossly patched: or death for him had met  
Some purple churl, or hideous monster, set  
Within the scorner's chair; these are the thorns,  
The bulls of Bashan, that with tyrannous horns,  
So daily charge us; if decorting these,  
We would have sung his dart, hung it with Bays,  
And Garlands; but alas the wicked, still  
Enlarge their lines; increase their households, till  
They be like flocks of sheep; are fully fed  
With milk and marrow; Jubal, and his seed,  
Engross the Lute, the Harp, they shine as stars  
Of the first magnitude: O what deferrs  
Unevitable justice? where alas,  
In what untrodden rigid wilderness,  
What rough 
* Certain hills of E●irus, much torn with thunder.  Ceraunian hills, or sea unknown,  
Is all the thunder spent, there should be none,  
For such a base, licentious, execrable?  
But softly swift, how at this wicked rabble  
Art thou perverted thus? I hollow ho;  
And wherefore, wretched Adam, run'st thou so  
Stiff-necked a rebellion? dar'st thou cope  
With Him, to whom the Nations but a drop  
Are of a Bucket? Shall what grass but grows  
Upon the housetop, and with which who mows  
Fills not his hand, yet quarrel the decree  
Of Him that spans the heavens', and shuts the Sea  
Within his Fist? Shall weak inferior clay,  
Prescribe the freedom of the Potter? nay,  
Of the Creator? Likewise, what if here  
The wicked often thrive, and houses rear  
Among their desolate places, till the measure  
Of sin be crying-full, that they may treasure  
Wrath for the day of wrath; why yet but mark  
The sequel, and behold they toil in dark  
And slippery ways, thou wilt at length report  
Their bliss a hearth of thorns, whose shine is short,  
Whose crackling empty; or but, in compare,  
Like to some upland Torrent; and thus are  
The sudden brooks of desert Arabia,  
As soon again exhaled fainting the dry  
Approaching Caravans. Retract I say;  
For though perhaps they bravely bustle may,  
And branch it here a while; yet in the morn  
Of our refreshing, from among the corn,  
They shall severely cribadged be to dwell  
With everlasting burnings; when the while  
Gustavus and our holy zealots swim  
(O happy souls!) in a celestial stream  
Of Allelujahs; are as filled with bliss  
(Immensly happy men!) as covered is  
The Sea with water; shall I say decored  
With palms, & crowns, & thrones: o haste the Lord,  
Come quickly Holy Jesus! O my heart  
How art thou swallowed up with the transport  
Of heavenly touches!   

Fame in Person.  
Ay, the Calasast  
Is here extatically so possessed,  
And sweetly silenced, that dismissing him,  
Withdrawn a while, I rather now declaim  
The woeful 
a The Word imports an upright and sincere person.  Degen-heart; for though at 
b This was Wallenstein's Castle in Moravia.  Znaim,  
Imprisoned rigorously, his grief has yet  
Such a cathedral voice, as at the grate  
I hear him cry,—   

Fame in Proxy.  Degen. 
How are we now forlorn  
Beyond a Comforter? how must I mourn  
Like a sad Harp, or lowdly-howling Shalm,  
For this interment? he that tore the palm  
From all their glorious Chiefs, our strength, our stay,  
The royal Sweden's gone! Be this a day  
Of dread, of breaking down, of crying out  
To hills and mountains, who shall prosecute  
For any temper now? the links off shall,  
The bolts off must, will now imprison all  
Our Aequilibrium. Now let 
c The Branden bourgs chief City.  Berlin howl,  
And curdle all her faces milk, with foul,  
With brackish water-floods; and also that  
Courageous 
d Or Eegodunum, a famous Mart Town of Germany wa●tered with the Pegnitz.  Noremberg, so sung of late,  
And high above the hatches; humbly now  
Must kiss the rod, must supplicately bow;  
Or being overpowered, live in groans,  
And die in shackells: then even he that runs  
May read thy peril 
a The Saxons chief City.  Dresden: therefore call  
For curious Engineers, new-build thy wall  
Of Bitumen and millstones, lining it  
With Terrene Thunderers, both infinite,  
And of the royal size; see how he lays  
For novel Levies, traversing his ways  
Like a swift Dromedary, how recruits  
His shattered gross anew, with bloody suits  
Of 
b Croatians and Mo●avians.  Quads and Crabbats; now the rendezvous  
Is made at 
c Two passes betw●en Prague and Saxony  Luitmaritz; now Gallas shows  
Us all his angry teeth, marching the van,  
As far as 
d The second pass.  Ausig; while that counterpain  
Of Caesar's fury, that immense, renowned,  
Prodigious 
e Walstein, so named of his ducal City, situate between Bohemia and Lusatia.  Fridlander, (begirt around  
With rodomonts, 
f Such Gentlemen of companies, as receive extorardinary pay.  Appointees, reformads,  
Cid's, Epigons, 
g The Spanish do extol their Gyds, as we our King Arthur or Guy of Warwick.  and other martial blades  
Boasting the Feofments medals double pays,  
And other donatives, 
h Such as are both born and bred up in the Wars.  wherewith they'yr days  
Are rich enamelled, while this termagant  
D●ctator seconds him; and then so rant  
Does 
i A Holsteiner Field-Marshal to Walstein.  hulk up with the formidable rear,  
As presupposes both a flood of fire,  
And blood in such abundance, that dismiss  
We likewise now the fair Herbipolis,  
(or call it Wortzberg) so to be deflowered,  
So miserably starved and overpowered  
With twitch and weeds, that where shall Galen now  
Go seek alas for simples! also thou  
So jovial Bacharah, that hast thy name  
From Bacchus' altars, and a fluent stream  
Of precious wine exported, break, o break  
Thy chirping roomers! What symposiack  
Can now be seas'nable? he comes, he comes,  
His fier-locks are ready spaned, his drums  
Beat with an Emphasis; what shall I say  
To 
a Two Cities in the Palatina●.  Creutznatch, Frankenthal, but that their day  
Of doom is likewise near; o wring your hands  
Submit, submit your necks, 'tis iron bands,  
And cuffs you now must wear; the glorious blood  
Of honourable Craven and Fairfax shed  
Among your parapets, now proves in vain;  
The product of it, the result, the gain,  
Will soon be sworded out; and for his spite  
To thee poor Heidelberg, thou hast been writ  
In Capitals, and with a coal, and long  
In his black book, thou shalt be made a song,  
A byword, even a proverb of reproach,  
A very heap, a hissing, even a wretch  
Beyond expression, tush his grandsires  
Will quaff up 
b Two Rivers in Saxony.  Elve, and Elster.—   

Fame in Person.  
Here with tears,  
While eke our Degen-heart is suffocate;  
Nor his huge Iron-voice articulate,  
But thickly riveted with many a yell,  
With many a groan, that hacks and mangles all.  
He says to nonsense, I must lightly fleck  
From hence again, declining him, to speak  
The furious heat of 
c The Flowerdeluce.  Iris; lo her head  
As tough and masculinely helmeted,  
As e'er Minerva's; and like her she hands  
A threatning spear; nor poorly condescends  
By Sweden's expiration to go less,  
And leave her wing; but roundly does profess  
The side of Justice; Ganymedes bird  
Must render an account, for having stirred  
The coals so fiercely; must restore a throng  
Of glorious pennage, practically wrung  
From the pacific 
a The Haltion.  Authè, 
b The redbreast.  Silvia sweet  
The Dove, the 
c The bird of Paradise, or of God, as this word signifies in the Molucco●s.  Manucodiat, with a flight  
Of others as deplumed.—   

Fame in proxy.  Iris. 
Do do, recall,  
Quoth this Virago, (fiercely therewithal  
Grinding her teeth;) I, do but reckon up  
The time of yore, and many a dismal stoup  
Has this unsaturable eyrie made,  
With many a sharking Vulture, many a glead,  
My breast dilacerating; on revenge  
Hang out the bloody ●ur-coat; help us change  
Our Pike-heads into Stings, with so much store  
Of Wolfbane being smeer'd, and Hellebore,  
That all our serred ranks, and squadrons rage  
Like charging Hydra's, Hydra-like engage:  
Come come, make ready there, advance the shot;  
So so, now charge him home, pour all your hot,  
And hissing lead into his bosom; were  
But Sweden's Obit to be reckoned for,  
Why yet the dearest souls, and essences,  
Of manifold republics, Cities, Princes,  
And mighty Monarchs, in his bosom met  
Concentrically; made it their retreat,  
Their general subterfuge; Come then, arise  
Thou dread A drastria, draw thy bloodshot eyes  
Upon this rigorous brood.—   

Fame in Person.  
But here the late  
Impetuous fragor does importunate  
My deaf again; so like a multitude  
Of many raging waters, every loud,  
Each shriller accent drowning; that my verse  
Must now the second time become a farce  
Of mines, of postures, of dilacerate hair,  
Hands wringing, plaudits, many a passionate pair  
Of dissentaneous hands, promiscuously  
Clapping and wringing. Now must the supply  
Be merely visibles; convitious mows,  
Breasts beaten, gaudy capers;—   

Fame in Chorus.  Chor. 
At out woes,  
Lo there a sort of drabblers and 
a Of Bidet, a small Nag upon which such horseman's boys use to follow their Masters.  Bedees',  
Cast up their caps, and leap, as if the breeze  
Now gave upon their rear, or else were beating  
Their quarters up; and mainly aggravating  
The hideous bustle, somewhat off from these,  
Within a plump of old and mighty trees,  
That like the pillars of a roomthy Church,  
With corpulent and lofty bodies, arch  
The green and brushie ceiling, here behold  
A pravity of monstrous, manifold,  
Crabats and Gourtesans, so likewise set  
Upon the merry pin, and overheat  
With heady draughts, with brimmers over-flowed,  
That wildly vapouring into scuffles, blood,  
And mutual slaughter; they reflect again  
The drunken Lapiths, and Centaurs, slain  
At Hippodamia's wedding. Yonder look  
How passionate 
a Bishop of Wortsbourg, and Duke of Franconia, driven out of his Country by the King of Sweden▪  Hasfelt bustles, up to stoke  
Whole forests into bonfire; which as fast  
The 
b A Country upon the River maine, divided into several Earldoms, siding with Gustavus.  Weterawes sad several Princes haste  
To dash out with their tears. Nor these alone  
Dissolve so much, but see where 
c Bogislaus then Duke of Stetin and Pomeren.  Pomeren,  
And eke the 
d John Albert, than Duke of Mechlinbourge.  Machlinbourger, and even swarms  
Of Lords, and Roytelets, are sighing storms  
For their Augustus, such an anagram  
As without torture prophesied the name  
Gustavus highly glorious; to proceed  
As I have known a draught so fancified,  
Per pale so parted into ridge and rivel  
As with a glorious angel has a devil  
Commistly blended; let me here display  
Where powdered captain Encombommata  
So rankly vapours eke, and brandishes  
His Kilzadog, that pens and standishes  
O quit ye well; our Madam-gentles now  
Shall carol out his worth forsooth, and how  
He rants and rages, if the surly Swed  
With his bent brow to Monsieur Muri-ced  
Reduce him not. Here have I found again  
A rabblement of shavelings Tridentine  
(Or we may call it Legion else as well,  
For they are many) here I say with all  
The gods of their Pantheon high and low,  
Even all their puppetry, their trinkets, how  
In a triumphant superstitious file  
(As pleated as a hedge of thorns the while  
And as extended) how they roam about,  
(May we but guess by posture) shrilling out  
iô to mighty Wallstein, who good man  
While our Adolphus died a laureate, ran  
Most resolutely Prageward. I have found  
Likewise a little distant, Atè wouned  
In Laynez arms, and now they part and run  
Gesticulating wildly up and down,  
Like Deer before a tempest, now embrace,  
And newly hug each other, now they dress  
Their heads with laurel, now their bills of fare  
Bespeak Podridaes', and they Printing are  
For Pageants, Bonfires, Conduits running wine,  
Garments of trophy-work (in brief) design  
A most insulting joy, my next relation  
Must be the sad and desolate condition  
Of Worms, of Frankfurt (by the golden bull  
Entrusted with the splendid monopoll  
Of making Caesar's,) and again of Spire,  
Of Wittenborgh so full of zealous fire  
And orthodoxal light; and how do these  
For their Adolphus now like bulrushes  
Calamitously quake and hang the head:  
How now for sackcloth, cineritian bread  
Even such a penance as both man and beast  
Full lowly lays, piaculerly post  
Their eager sanctions; o the bitter feud  
The mortal medley that the world is brewed,  
Combusted with, in present; there aloft  
A most stupendious pile whose airy shaft  
May play with Tenarif for pike and place, 
The Emperor's chief councillor, Duke of Cruman.   
Lo●Eggenborgh in a prospective-glass  
(That learned Kepler made, and far and near  
Could throughly roomage all our hemisphere)  
Be-jearing Oxenstern; then must I tell  
How now for grief the Baltic sea-nymphs veil  
Their faces with a wash of Cepiaes ink;  
And still of other desolat's that drink  
Despair like water in; to balance which,  
(And hail thou happy season ushering such  
A temper in) Mine eye has likewise spied  
Where in Campania 
a One of the just pretenders to the dukedom of Saxony extorted from his Ancestors by Charles the 5.  Weymer does divide  
His conquering gross: now being in the van,  
Now in the rear; and on a 
b A kind of extraordinary Jennet bred upon the Pirenian Mountains.  Lavedan,  
(As Volteger, as ever 
c The horses of Achilles,  Balius was,  
As ever 
c The horses of Achilles,  Xanthus) how from place to place  
He nimbly flies, demonstrating right hands  
Sent him from 
d field-marshal under the Duke of Saxony.  Arnheim; which so countermands  
The deafening hurley, with a blaze of hope  
Becalming some, so roughly swallowing up  
Some other in distrust and sudden fear,  
That farewell Mutes and Visions, now mine ear  
Distinguishes again; and of the low  
Dejected residue, condoling so,  
So miser-made at Sweden's expiration,  
Nor to be comforted, does with the passion  
Of 
e Quasi VVa●rmond, Tom Tell ●roth.  Pharamont present us, such an odd  
A Mister wight, so blunt an Antipode  
To ruffling mischief, that behold his face  
All rig and furrow, and his limbs (alas!)  
So tentered out, and torn, with rods, with racks,  
Strappadoes, and the like, my bosom aches,  
And trembles at it: Nay, though Pasher late  
Has rent him sparrow-mouthed with gagging, yet  
He still so lashes out, so renders truth  
In all her nakedness, that full of ruth,   

Fame in proxy.  Phar. 
Is then, quoth he, our mightiest Sweden dead?  
On vengeance, on! or if thy feet be Lead,  
Yet hast thou Iron-hands. Ye bloody crew,  
And of incestuous 
a A great fly, of four wings, an Emblem of overhot marriages, such as the Austrian Prince's use.  Hanitons; 'tis you,  
'Tis you that did it; if we may prevent  
Th' assassinating Butchers, 
b Captain of a Horse troop. A joint conspirator with Quint, for the murder of Gustavus.  Baptist, Quint:  
Come 
c The King is said to be slain by a Trooper of his Regiment.  Picolomoni, come open tort,  
Come ball and powder, his presumptuous mart  
And careless of the 
d He was, when slain, without d●fensive arms and only in a plain suit of Spanish leather.  Cuyrasse, will betray  
Him quickly to your fury. Thus I say,  
Though 
e The Sir name of the Austrian Emperors. See Verstegan.  Stock by surname, hast thou ranted up  
To Stork in practice: shut the door of hope  
That we were entering at, or to decline  
And waive all second causes, 'tis our sin  
That thus employs thee tyrantlike a while  
As an expedient Crucible, to boil  
And calcinate us; 'tis our sin that pays  
Such woeful wages, sadly so dismays  
With tears in trophy-work; the flocks upon  
Our many precious hills are lately grown  
So course and nauseous, that we must be fed  
With bills of studious fare, must have our kid  
Dressed in the mother's milk, our eggs with grey  
Luxurious 
f We call it ambergris, mistaking the latter syllable, for g●●●● which in French and Dutch (from whence we borrow it) is grey,  succinum. But tell me, say,  
Thou soft Sir 
g Liguritor a Glut●on, a Sweet-tooth.  Lecker-beck, is then the Mars  
Incompt and rugged, with his 
h A name, as Cotgrave has it, succeeding from the strength of the old Earl of Angolesme.  Taille-fers,  
By these so mainly timbered? or may these  
A Peleus shield from hot Hypolites,  
And her obsequious grins? why then go seek  
For Sol in Tenarus, or snow where thick  
Pyracmon, 
a Two of the Clycops.  tawny Brontes, forge their hot  
Tempestuous thunderbolts: No no, complot  
We temperance rather; let the cook, declined  
To such a Mors in Olla, who can find  
Unnatural births, luxurious 
b A French di●h compounded of several ingredients minced together.  Haches out,  
As Anah did his Mules; let him be brought  
At length upon the weights, and voided hence,  
Where 
c Who watered his Gardenherbs with Wine and honey.  Aristoxenus at such expense  
His lettuce waters, or Poppea bright,  
And Cleopatra, quaff their exquisite,  
Their sumptuous Unions; I, we howl and roar,  
At Sweden's death, but let us sin no more,  
Our sin has slain him; and indeed is wrought  
To such an awlesse Belial, every draught  
Commits a several health; we look the wine  
For Caprialls and for Babies; then decline  
Our Virgin vows, with let Lyaeus swell  
As Jordan does in harvest; when if well  
Observing the success, 'tis full of flaws,  
Of babbling, wrath, of wounds without a cause,  
Of Paliardise; and to bring up the rear  

d The drought after drunkenness, the afterthirst.  Eluchus turning, with a brand of fire  
Invades the 
e That part of the palate in which the taste remains.  Cephaline; Full happy thou  
Great Ah'suerus, and could we but plough  
Once with thy Heifer; if our sanctions were  
Like those of Medes and Persians; to deter,  
To sear, to lance, to land off, this would teach  
Us Hester also, where we now but reach  
To sensual 
f The word signifies d●inking.  Vashti; but our law's neglect,  
As Stru●hions do their eggs, or to be sucked  
By Foxes, Wolves, or trodden day by day,  
Among the feet of swine; I, let me say,  
Thrice happy Sweden, maugre all the rage  
Of our licentious Mars; who kept the sage  

a Temperate feasts, and void of excess.  Nephalia so precisely, clenching such  
Examples in us.—   

Fame in Person.  
Hitherto the speech  
Of Pharamont distinct enough and plain,  
Was now cut off, abruptly drowned again,  
By loud and squealing Claudia; one who late  
Sat as be-muffled by the prison-grate  
As merkest midnight, but here taking fire  
By these of Pharamont, and even with ire  
Her veil and precious tresses, (or be bold  
To call them braids, and bendelets of gold,)  
Purpassionately rending, she replies,   

Fame in proxy.  Claudia. 
'Tis true indeed, he was of all our eyes  
The comfort, the Collyrium, even the breath  
Of all our nostrils; so the sons of Heth  
Oppugning, as might even applause infer  
Super-superlative: but then, O where  
The requisite return, and what the fruit  
Of all his travel? all his resolute  
Assaults, and 
b sudden incursions derived from Algeires in Africa whence the like was often made through the straight of Gibrarlter into Spain  Algarads? the magnifier  
Of ancient Babel, had for conquering Tire,  
An Egypt given him; thou my dearest dread,  
Not a 
c A donative of studded buskins given to soldiers.  Clavarium, how exagited  
For truth and justice; with the daily tort  
Of sang-real, Arbutus, Mal-effort,  
How coarsely handled; Nay, which urges more,  
When being Trump, why yet cut-off before  
The game were cousummate; impelled away  
From such a door of hope, to be the prey  
Of death and darkness; so deserted is  
The splendid, the mellifluous 
a A river of Scythia, contaminated by the influx of a bitter rillet.  Hypanis,  
To Vultures inquinations; tufted all  
With necromantic herbs; and by the gall,  
The perbreak of Exampus, putrified  
From all his noblesse; thus I say decried,  
And like a thread of silver, rippled out,  
Among the puzzles, the portents about  
Inclement Caucasus. O, flow my tears,  
Deep calls to deep, and the most candid ears,  
Are deaf with water-spouts; I, such as at  
The last grand Session, shall with heads elate,  
Judge Men, and Angels; jeered as refuse are  
Outed these terrene Chattels, to the bar  
Of tyranny convented oft, and slain  
All the day long; alas the while, in vain  
They cleanse their hands, their hearts they bootless wash  
With innocence.—   

Fame in proxy.  Pharam. 
But how is it thou rash  
Distempered woman, here quoth Pharamont,  
(Raising his voice again, how lately drowned,  
Above her clattering sharps;) thou wretch as lame,  
In thy deport, thy patience, as thy name;  
O how is it, I say, thou dost so roar,  
So wildly kick like a gainsaying Core  
Against the pricks? up, up thou Libbard, up,  
Reform thy freckled hide; if fuller's soap,  
(Some call it eke Cymolian earth,) if this  
Wash not effectually, take Herb of grace,  
In penitential tears infusing it,  
And 'tis enough abstersive; makes as white  
As garden lilies: Why the righteous here,  
Must weather many a bitter storm, and bear  
The parching heat, the burden of the day;  
Like balsam trees, and Larches-like display  
Their worth among their wounds; Look as the brave  
East-Indie-man, transpierces many a wave  
That Bandog-like assails him; nor declines  
His great intendment, for the torrid line's  
Malevolence, or doubling such extent  
Of many a fore-land, many a Prominent,  
And tedious Cape; till up at length he bear  
With Taprobane, or Java, taking there  
His precious lading in; such must they be  
Here under sail: And in this worldly sea  
If sirens tempt thee, these with upward fair,  
Are downward fish, an interdicted pair,  
A wicked miscellane; If perhaps withstood  
By tyrannous Whales, who tumble up the flood,  
And boil it like a Cauldron; or else runs  
Thy course, through 
a Burning fevers, of Caleo.  calenturs, 
b The st●rmy North-east wind, Acts 27. 24.  Euroclydons,  
Or barking Scylla's, yet if knowledge steer,  
Zeal whistle in thy canvas, thou shalt bear  
Up snugly, maugre all; invictly stem  
The strongest setting tides, and leaving them  
With the so tedious Cape of hope, behind  
At length to lee-ward: for a terrene Ind,  
A place of fading merchandise, befraight  
With matchless bliss, with an exceeding weight  
Of endless glory: which our royal Swede  
Exemplifies, who by the triple head  
Of Geryon, with his infinitely more,  
And as outrageous hands as heretofore,  
To steeple-high Briareus voted was  
Though ruffeled often, many a bloody base  
Though virulently bid; yet with a might  
Almost to miracle, could overfight  
And worst their insolence: till in a cloud  
Of glorious victories and trophies strewed  
Along the world, at last he mounted up  
To that divine.—   

Fame in Chorus.  

But here the catadup  
Of noise again so passes all belief,  
That loe Cleoritus to blaze his grief,  
Fungus his joy, lo how they swell and stare,  
And with their straining shoot as red, as are  
The cheeks of Bacchanals: Nay further eke  
See Bulbus-head the Boar, how Heyfer-like  
He wildly gambols, often howting out  
His brutish jollity the while no doubt,  
In that same savage note, by woodmen used  
Among their Deer, but all in a confused  
Obstreperous medley swallowed; Yonder then,  
(For I must slent off this same ch'ame again,  
With mutes, and visions) see where 
a Two Sycophants in chief favour with the Emperor Ferdinand.  Cremsmunster,  
And Trautmanstorfe, (in nature rigider,  
More Giant than in name:) see how they buzz  
And croak in Caesar's ear, proscribing thus,  
Innumerous innocents: And still so thwart,  
So crossly run the Dice, I must impart  
Upon another coast, the Turtle true,  
Fair Basilissa, weltering in a dew  
Of briny-tears; even all her beauteous face,  
Besprent with water-gauls; and now alas,  
(Which irks me deeply) lo! she groans and grieves  
Herself into a swound; Now redi-vives;  
In ghastly manner, newly sinks away,  
Is fetched again; woe worth the dismal day  
That I must leave her thus! for now that old  
Sexagenary (lately so befooled,  
To batter down his blood,) with many a band  
Chops in between us; now they make a stand,  
And 
a At first an engineer under Walftein, after by degrees a colonel.  Farenbach, with other leaders join  
In pyrrhic dances, with the Mattachine  
In armour jove it; now that fly of Court,  
Prodigious 
b First a follower of the Count of Hanaw, after employed to levy Caesar's confiscations.  Ossa, tickling at the sport,  
In a deep eglet of Corinthian brass,  
Healths it to Caesar.—   

But to touch and pass,  
To certify by sips and transiently,  
Being my sole design; here passing by  
These lusty Lamech's, and their gaudy scene;  
See yonder also near the mantling Rhine,  
How while zealots goes about to stave  
The Heydleburgers tun, as but a wave  
In our late shipwreck; see how Zuffenbeck  
The trouper, charges him with many a steek,  
While Grossendorst his Swager, int'rimly  
Lies sucking at the spigget;—   

Next mine eye  
(No longer trading with so course a pair;)  
Among innumerous others far and ne'er  
Pressing for notice, singled has the bright  
Illustrious Clari-dame; and while a city  
Of abler pens, will yet supinely sleep,  
Fly silly muse, canst thou not fly? then creep  
To do her service; this the royal Queen,  
Not broking up a momentany shine,  
From Jewellers, and Druggists, which at night  
Must be put off again; her red and white,  
Her jewels are so highly 
a Most absolute and complete for excellency.  Paragon  
And immarcessible, that they renown  
Her doubly radiant, as without within;  
And like the vest on both sides full of fine  
Discolored needlework, so quondam voted  
To J●bi●s Sissara; yet to be noted  
As a prodigious omen, while our loud  
Loo●●e gadding Mad●●oysells are struck and strewed  
With morning Pinks and Roses, lo her dr●sse  
Is sprigs of Yew; her pendants are (alas)  
But woeful willough Cat●li●s; while the nice  
Madam 
b Sh● would have this, and she wou●d have that: And would h●ve she knows not what.  Ie-●e-scay-qu●y●o treated is  
With anxious care and cost, this royal dame,  
T●i● Queen of ●ear●s, is sadded from the name  
Of Naomi to Maro; ●u●h the great  
The golden Bull, grows old and obsolete;  
And while by 
c By this Law but fo●r Emperors of the same house might lineally succeed each other, y●t has there now b●n six o●●●ven of Austria without any interruption.  Munchum lately tuged and soled,  
The Wiens sword (as bloody-sharp as bold)  
Has tyrannously ●ut off both his horns;  
No hope, no help, the wicked world forlorns  
Our noble●st pieces, even so transitory  
Is worldly splendour, that full sadly sorry  
See how she folds her arms; now looks to heaven,  
As crying Lord alas; how was he given  
A prey into their teeth? now with a hand  
Exactly chambleted, and porselained  
With white and blue she does her pen employ,  
To rouse her draded brother Angli-roy,  
With the Mal-heur; yet now again forbears,  
Because the paper suggish is with tears,  
And swallows all impression; now she goes  
To yonder Temple with religious vows  
That she may deprecate our further harm,  
And close behind her, many a woeful swarm  
Of 
* One of the conclusions of Lipsich was, that both Calvinists and Lutherans (to take away those distinctions, kindling so much hatred) should jointly be thus named.  eternals; Now makes a stand,  
From several draughts, presented here to hand,  
Choosing his 
* A monument erected to the honour of the dead.  Cenotaphium,—    

Fame in Person.  
I should still  
Enlarge me thus, and royalize my quill  
With more of her; but as celestial news  
Here interposes, may perhaps excuse  
Myself a while; for yonder massy cloud,  
Giving such fire, so (Doubtless) full of loud,  
And bellowing Meteors; lo! how from between  
The dark some pleyts thereof, a Cherubin  
Now gently stoops with healing on his wings,  
To poor Panaretus, by several pangs,  
And rigid Passions, hewn so lately down  
Into the daze of death. The hideous swoon,  
Now in a clammy deal of mist and gum,  
Was setting both his eyes, an icy cream,  
Remissely floating over all his face,  
Implacably protended; froze the pace  
His pulse so long had run, and every wheel  
Within him now began to fur, and feel  
An earthly dulness; when behold (I say)  
The starry Leech has with a fragrant May,  
This sad December outed; new has wound  
His pulse and all his Organs up, as sound,  
As strong, as high, as ever; So the snake,  
His slough, his Heckle moults, his ancient beak,  
The royal Eagle. After whose recover,  
Lo! how the glorious Post does backward hover,  
In boughts, and windlaces; and with a point  
Now made again, into the sable tent,  
From whence his stooping, has so deeply dashed  
All our conclamitants; that all abashed,  
See how they trembling stand, and full of fire,  
Shot (as it seems) from many a sulphurous tire  
Of the celestial Cannon; Which in fine  
Or being likewise cloyed, or turned again  
To their first principles; about mine ear,  
Insist (I say) our Redivivus here,  
One from the dead, will somewhat interpose  
More taking and impulsive; on with those  
Thy scattered elegiacs, do, proceed,  
No Dog now moves his tongue, the broken reed  
Panaretus in such a level glade,  
So whilst an empty silence, may persuade  
Even the most luctuall rights and rarities  
To Sweden's hearse. And hark how still he cries,  
How passionately here!—   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
Alas for him,  
Who like a brave Alcides could esteem  
It all his bliss, to roam about the world,  
Confounding Monsters, buffeting the curled  
Presumptuous brows of Tyrants; Why but search  
His general conduct, his victorious march;  
And when at 
a Two Islands in the Baltic Sea, near to Stralesundt  Vsedoome, Rugen (two of those  
Prodigious quarrels, that Aegeon chose  
Of yore to shoot at Heaven,) when there he drew  
His active heat, 
b general of the imperial forces in Pomerland at the King of Sweden's arrival.  Torquato Conti flew  
(Enduring not the test) to sudden air;  
Nay, daring Papenheym, hulk, Altringer  
(So great a Master both of Pike and Pens)  
Nay tyrannous Tscherclaes, Gallas, Wallenstein  
That great Dictator, shining all how bright,  
Yet as inferior planets, lost their light  
At Swedens' Heliac rising. All their ways  
Were deep and furious, as the North west Seas,  
And full of grisly shapes; of Morses, Whales,  
Grim Unicorns with Adamantine scales;  
And horrid Gram pusses: yet our August  
Adolphus, knew to baffle their robust  
Insidious heat, their knittest practices  
To ravel out; Or wherefore name I these?  
Since from our present ages height, survey  
But that behind thee; search but far away,  
Where all the hills, and steeple-Tops are clad  
With bluish landscape; but where Elis stood,  
(Even at the furthest tother end of time,)  
Or Troy, or Sparta; and behold their prime  
High-writ Herôes, came no nearer to  
His celsitude, then rough-hewn models do  
Their Archetyp's; then does the Belgic card  
A lion fierce, or Italy compared  
With a neat timbered leg. And this the brave  
Victorious Eagle-trusser, from whose grave  
Such woeful furrows, peremptory seas  
Of sorrow even beyond emergencies  
Reflected are, that now the bread of tears  
Must be our daily food; our sauce the jeers  
And taunts of them without. Alas, alas,  
What gloomy tropes, what miserable dress  
Of several figures, may declaim our low  
Precipitate condition! now, o now  
Did squalid Pisces and Aquarius reign,  
And all the racks conjointly drive amain  
From South-South-east, by grossly complicating  
Snow, rain, and other wicked weather, beating  
Each creature into covert; passion-filling  
Even our insensibles, our timber chilling  
With a cold sweat, bepuzling bolts and locks;  
Nay poorie making, melting very rocks  
Of toughest marble, yet were this too scant,  
And but a mite to tender, where a mint  
Paid not the debt; Alas, alas my head,  
My heart, my heart, behold the sovereign Swede,  
The covering 
* See the Epist. Dedicatory.  HELD, the Lion of the North,  
That quintessence of Kings, is battered forth  
His wondrous conduct. Let the Trumpet rend  
Itself with ghastly groans; the Drum descend,  
And languish from his mettled ruff, and roll  
To a dead march;—   

Fame in Person.  
Ay, quoth the heavenly soul,  
The dear 
b ●uella Coelesti●.  Amalaswentha by him set,  
Nor longer keeping silence,—   

Fame in proxy.  Amal. 
Let, o let,  
Our volleys so condensly heaped and thrust  
With muskytades, with many a boisterous breast  
Of Culverin and Canon, at the stress  
That hills and regions tremble, sadly press  
How very dear we held him, even so choke  
The sky with pillars, curls and clouds of smoke,  
That like a deafening thunder may with ●ast  
Boations, cracks, and light'nings on the last  
Stretch our obsequious farewell, to the slain,  
Unparalleled, invincible,—   

Fame in Person,  
And then  
Quoth our Panaretus, as passionately  
Here p●ecing with ●er.—   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
Ay, and then quoth he,  
Ye 
a Of this hill see fol. the fifth.  Phytelburgen-ecchoes, near distraught  
With the prodigious noise; so tent●r out  
Your clamor●u● voices, bounding it in gross  
Up to the Gr●ian Alps, that also those  
Your sisters there, may with their mighty throats,  
Transport it ove● to the hollow gro●ts,  
And brows of 
b A hill in Th●a●●, six miles h●gh.  Hemus; and so taking Post  
B● shady 
c A hill in Thessaly.  Pelion, to the forked crest  
O● paramount Olympus; being still  
Thus dictated, I say, from hill to hill;  
Our thickening volleys, at the length may seize  
Extended Taunus, that Metropolis  
Of resonancies; and in savage dens,  
Deep foggy Cisterns, hollow woods, and glins;  
Among the rudely packed together rocks  
And pendulously torn where other flocks  
Of echoes so consolidately swell  
The hideous Horricane, that rushing while  
Still on through many an uncouth wilderness  
To Pegu, Siam, and the 
a Thought to be Malacca in the East-Indies.  Chersonesse  
Where Jedediah fetched his golden oar   

Fame in proxy.  Amal. 
And thence again by the Maritime shore  
As far as Persian Ormus, then to Cayre  
Quaking the Pyramids, and millions there  
Of busy truckers,   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
Storming thus I say,  
From place to place, in such a thundering key.  
And over an unwieldy vast extent  
Of sea and shore, a tedious continent:  
Till at the length, 
The Orcades so named of this sea-Monster, and this again from the Latin Orcus.  it arctick-high arrives,  
Among the Horrid Orks appellatives,  
And frozen Thule, strike and startle may  
All terrene tribes and kindreds, if I say  
All creaturs into much affright and passion,  
'tis such a Pleonasmick compellation,  
As more pathetickly will hint our great,  
Our gospel prejudice,—  Amal. 
Even a defeat  
Replies Amalaswenth ' portently checking  
And mating millions; at the quondam breaking  
Of some stupenduous tank or beetle-brow  
From that high Taurus, recollect but how  
While cancellering, grazing here and there  
Destructively, with all the neighbour air  
Even a defeat  
Replies Amalaswenth ' portently checking  
And mating millions; at the quondam breaking  
Of some stupenduous tank or beetle-brow  
From that high Taurus, recollect but how  
While cancellering, grazing here and there  
Destructively, with all the neighbour air  
Torn into fragor, by the salt the souse;  
How 
b Two Mountain Kings, at length Tyranniz●d by the Tu●k and Persian.  Bahamon and poor Aladulus  
Shrunk under it, as boding in event  
The Persian 
c A Persian Sword  Shamshere, or the macilent  
Grand Senior's horse; So what alas ensues  
From this portent, but even a world of woes,  
But matta, matta, the parsidious Swede  
Being 
d The Spanish word of slaughter, in French, tue tue, in English, kill kill.  deprived us, what else but the glead  
Imped with again his subdititious pens  
Should Eagle-rant it; o the sad design's  
That now are hatching! come come, let us fly  
My dear Panaretus; methinks I see  
The relics of our butchered Saints; as thrown  
And exprobrately scambled up and down,  
As chips at cutting wood.—   

Fame in Person.  
With fell affright,  
The Roses in her face, now lily white  
Began to languish, and she startled up  
Distractedly; her anchor-hold, her hope  
Now drove amain; when lo Panaretus  
In sweet and precious compellations, thus  
rejoins with her anew.—   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
But tell me then,  
Shall such a man as I, turn back again  
Leaving the Plough? shall we that reckoned are  
For beams and pillars, of the military,  
And orthodoxal Church, ignobly swerve,  
Moulder, and leave it thus? why, but observe,  
And he that sows in rivulets of tears,  
Shall after reap in joy; who weeping bears  
His precious seed, and thus in season out,  
Shall doubtless come again, and with the shout  
Of those in harvest, bring with him his sheaves;  
Retract, retract I say, o how it grieves  
Me for thy fear, thy fall! collect thyself,  
And let us bravely sink both syrt and shelf,  
Impatience pre-supposing; steeple-deep  
In the springtide of zeal.—   

Fame in Person.  
Here 'gan she weep,  
And chatter like a Crane, hiding her head  
In a black cypress Wimple; while the sad  
Panaretus, pitching his eyes a'spar  
Upon the ground, does int'rimly prefer  
A Scene of silence; giving so much line  
To recollection, and the discipline  
Of sundry second thoughts; that as the fruit,  
The sequel of this intermitted mute  
Parenthesis; from her dejected stoup,  
See now at retrieve, how she heighthens up,  
Gathers and growes● again, as when at Sea  
A sail is made to windward distantly,  
As at the furthest ken, it equals but  
Some petty fly at first, or little moat;  
Then like Elijah's cloud becomes a hand,  
And spooning on along before the wind,  
Increases still, till proving at the length  
When board and board of mighty bulk & strength  
And being double-sheathed; so by degrees  
Now has she gotten wing again, now flies,  
The former glorious height; her beamy brow  
Late in a cypress lantern muffled, now  
Shines as of yore; and every principle  
Of holiness, erewhile within her soul,  
Remissely drooping; rouses now again,  
And like a giant when refreshed with wine,  
So strongly races, reigns in her so clear;  
That even becomes as brave and bold, as e'er  
The wife 
a Or Deborah see ●ud. 44.  of Lapidoth, her fiery zeal  
Thus vents itself.—   

Fame in proxy.  Amal. 
O how do we reveal  
Our sexe's many weaknesses, and wounds;  
Yet so the good Samaritan infunds  
His sovereign Wine and oil; that now, go to,  
Brings forth the rods, the beasts, the wheels, I, do;  
Now sear, and cut, and kill; let me be made  
A lighted torch, a 
* One bound up in cerecloth, like the staff of a torch, and in other such materials, stiffened with wax, and fired at the bottom with brush and dry twigs; in Latin, Sarmenta.  Sarmentarian sad,  
At Rome's night-revels; do, do, string your whips  
With Scorpions, Asps, or somewhat that outstrips  
Their venom far; I, bring the fury-full  
Busirian horses, the Perillan Bull,  
Or exquisiter torments; yet my trust,  
My treasure there is laid, where neither rust,  
Nor moth, nor thief, nor tyrant,  Panar. 
Glorious dame,  
Quoth then Panaretus the heavenly flame  
That on thee so much fortitude confers,  
Establish it relentless, as the bars  
Of an imperial Palace, never time  
Inferring higher trial, of so grim,  
Precipitate condition; And awake  
Thou right hand of the Lord, up up, and take  
Thy former strength again; why dost not thou  
Turn Moab to thy wash-pot? cast thy shoe  
Out over Edom? Fast their Princes make  
In links of Iron; and their Nobles break  
Like potter's vessels. O get up, I say,  
And bare thine Arm again, as in the day  
Of Zeb and Oreb, or of those that had  
Their punishment at Endor, and were made  
Like dung upon the earth; Was it not thou?  
Of Yore by whom the Hussites, even a few  
Derided silly 
a Husse in the Bohemian, signifies a Go●se.  Geese, (though in their head  
But a blind Ziska) baffled so the spread  
Presumptuous Eagle, and her several young,  
How sharp their pounces? and again among  
Our other sung Magnalia, was it not  
Thy glorious spiriting our pike and shot,  
That when the Spanish 
* The Fifth, than Emperor.  Charles was whilom grown  
So high and supercilious, melted down  
His pertinacy, worsting him to fly  
By rainy torchlight precipitiously  
Among the Trentine mountains? Take, O take  
Thy former strength again, awake, awake,  
And busk thyself to battle; thou alone,  
Maugre his furious brand, hast lately slain  
The giant 
b Count of Tylle Lieut. General to the Duke of Bav●ria.  Tscherclaes, and 'twas thou that didst  
That Rhodomont the 
c The ducal t●tle of Wals●ein.  Fridlander, amidst  
His iron men defeat: O show thy power,  
Thou art our fort, our moat, our counter-mure,  
Our total confidence;—   

Fame in proxy.  Amal. 
Ay, I, 'tis he  
Can baffle even the highest working Sea,  
Make it submiss and level; he with whom  
All things are possible, even Camels come  
To go through needles eyes.   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
'tis he that blessed  
The youth of our Adolphus, and so dressed  
It up with Trophies, when the Polander  
And mighty Russian 
c Or Duke.  Knez, against him were  
In 
d A complication of two Enemies against a third.  syncretism, and did so strangely 
e They were diseased with so general a swelling in their throats, that they could n●t swallow, and were therefore compelled to surrender.  starve  
That Ottebourgh upon the rapid Narve,  
Their bridling Ottebourgh, so chanted up  
Invincible above both shot and sap  
And want of ●ivers; I, 'tis he by whom  
Our wonderful Adolphus lately swom  
Such a triumphant swelling tide as these.  
And then again the great atchievances  
Of Gripswald, and presumptuous 
f Monro's expeditions, part the second, fol 33.  Franksort, where  
The hand of Heaven did with a panic fear  
So discompose and melt the temper down  
Of even eight thousand Veterans to run,  
Quitting their posts; nor should I here make 
g The Martial word for halting and reposing a while upon a March.  Alt  
But likewise hint-in that of Rugenwalt,  
So to the Swede miraculously handed,  
And that of Lansburg knottily defended,  
Though with morass, with f●sses, breasts of thunder,  
And manned redundantly, yet humbled under  
His royal sword.   

Fame in proxy.  Amal. 
And as the Lord can thrive.  
Sparks into Bonfires, this by the 
h Vid. Monro. fol. 39  contrive  
Of a poor Blacksmith.   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
I might here declaim  
Of Stetin likewise, Grippenhagen, Dam,  
And Colberg, with a series of such other  
Magnific stories, and at length discover,  
How the great God of battles did engage  
At Lypsigh for him, Lypsigh such a stage  
Of wrath and ruin, Lypsigh such a dire  
Contorted Chaos of outrageous fire,  
And smoke and dust, and where the horrid hail  
Of many a Cannons rammed with musket bale  
So through the serred ranks and bodies drilled,  
As soon in surface sanguined all the field,  
Made it a Shambles, even a nauseous heap  
Of limbs discerpted; where, though Saxon cheap  
Enough was worsted, yet the day in croope  
In 
a In Dutch, the rear.  Achter-tocht, immergently brought up  
An 
b A success wrought out against the hair.  Osculanian triumph.   

Fame in proxy.  Amal. 
Lypsigh where  
The Meteor Tscherclaes from his lofty sphere  
Was shouldered headlong; there to neck his boast  
Of beating Kings, precipitately cast  
At royal Sweden's feet, and paid in part  
The woeful wages of his undesert  
At Magdenburgh; the rest being referred  
To be discharged in total, afterward  
At the 
c Where he was slain with a Canonade.  Bavarian Leech.   

Fame in proxy.  Panar. 
Ay, I, 'Twas this  
Celestial wonder-working Strategus  
So furiously that far out Jehued here  
The son of Nimshy, driving in career  
Even over multitudes of iron-men,  
(And still to pass in point, for still my pen  
Must further glass his sword, and epic out  

d Charabins charging with steel bullets, in use amongst the Protestants in the civil wars of France.  His Chass-messes,) 'twas he that having fought  
This Colophonian field, soon after shook  
The stubborn 
e Otherwise Bacenis, or Nigra sylv●.  Duren Walt, in sequel struck  
It humbly perobsequious; he whose arm,  
Whose glorious conduct with the former swarm  
Of vapouring copses, a convitious deal  
Of brush and underwood, that felled the tall  
Big-bodied Oaks and Elms, which far and wide  
Had palli●ado'd else and fortified  
Upon the passes, whereas now our Swede  
Was further timbered still and turrited  
So many radiant stories high, as those  
Likewise of Hall, of superstitious  
Extensive Erfort, Konink●hoven strong  
Of Millers●ort, of Swins●ort, with a throng  
Of other such; and still a story higher  
Of Wortsbourgh, where the Castle-heads attire,  
Medusa-like was Drakes, was 
a Denomin●● perhaps from Coulevurin Francois, signifying Adderlike.  Culverins.  
And 
b Though of a lesser bore, commanding further than the Cannon, & so named as King of Guns; and equally as mortal as that Serpent.  Basilisks, (that so pretend to crowns  
For extramission;) O the horrid rage  
Of an insulting Mars, how red the stage,  
Where fierce Enyo buskined is as here,  
With many a 
c Or Bulwark.  Bastion, 
d Case mate in Spanish, a Slaughter-house, ab effectu; where soldiers are covered, firing at loopholes, Minceus will have it, Quasi casa à matir, tiguriolum ad mactandum.  Case-mat, 
e A mount within the walls, which seems derived from Chevalier Francois, and is that ridge of earth that a straddling labourer heaps between his legs with his mattock, seeming, with the height of it, to be on horseback. The Latins use Porca for the like ridge between furrows, calling it the sow's back  Cavalier,  
And other such, that as a smaller print,  
Promiscuous●● has often rubric in't,  
And swelling capitals; that so by fits  
Ascended more the chafing parapets.  
O how alas was all the Castle hill,  
Now generally Vesuvian, all so full  
Of thundering Flammi-fers, as if some mad  
And multiplicite ignis fatuus had  
Been trepidating there from pan to pan.  
How did the horrid negro night unspan  
Her sanguinary Bandogs? Yet, I say,  
The mighty Lord of hosts that has his way  
In storms and whirlwinds, that even threshes Bulls  
Of Basan so to motes, and oft to nulls.  
That God of Battles fought this sturdy piece  
To such submission, that the golden Fleece,  
The massy treasure long enchanted here  
By wealthy Plutus, now was beat to bear  
Our Sweden faith and homage.   

Fame in Person.  
But my senses  
Are suddenly with new occurences  
Again invaded, and so marvellous  
The turn of things? that here Panaretus,  
And the celestial Virgin, both are struck  
Abruptly silent at the staring look  
And grief of Apathes, a piece of late  
So clungly grained, no wedge could penetrate  
No wicked labour; but so pory made,  
And weeping ripe all over at the sad  
Late Tragedy, (for still in these extremes)  
That far beside, beyond the dismal themes  
declamed already, see where all surrounded  
With thick and hawsie weather, how his wounded  
And per-impassioned spirit racks and rends  
Him with Convulsion fits; nay which portends  
Implacably.   

Fame in Chorus.  
Alas the Chorus here  
The deaf'ning Chorus does again so rear  
Itself in monstrous Pillars interwoouned;  
A thousand Drums 
a A setting the watch, an uniting many companies into an entire gross.  pirading, might be drowned.  
And swallowed in't; I, such the noise, so fell,  
As tozes all the Welkin, makes it boil,  
Like ointment in a pot: What shall I say,  
Alas my wings so palpably decay,  
So fiercely ruffled are, and ravelled out  
In the combustion, that I much misdoubt  
Some cross catastrophe, and by fine force  
If beaten from my pitch, shall but dispierce  
For a redundant Elephantine book  
These petty fragments; O the furious shock!  
The horrible disgust, no more no more,  
My perspectives, my wings are now so sore  
Distracted tugged and wearied; all my dress  
So puzzelled is, and shattered with the stress  
Of many furious Typhons; that unfit  
To weather out the work, 
The two chief n●w●●ng offers then extant.  I here submit,  
Descending back to prompt the bustling brother's  
Nat Butter, Gallo-Belgicus, and others.    

PARERGON.  
AND now my little Book, my little Birth,  
I know not how thou cam'st into my womb;  
Some other agent surely brought thee forth  
Between the knees; or else thy 
a Or the Secundine, wherein the child is wrapped, while in the womb.  Shilo some  

b A kind of sepulchral stone, in short time consuming the body enclosed.  Sarcophagus had turned, and to thy tomb.  
If aught within thee be reputed worth  
The name of square; yet I am but a 
c This differs from a square by having the angels of it indirect: when the side angels are less extended than the rest? and if shorter, 'tis a fu●il, or spindle.  Rhomb,  
But a poor fusil; and must waive the bays:  
Giving to Heaven, to God alone the Praise.  
G. T.  
FINIS.