VERSES, Lately written by THOMAS Earl of STRAFORD.  

(I.)  
GO, Empty joys,  
With all your noise,  
And leave me here alone,  
In sweet sad silence to bemoan  
Your vain and fleet delight,  
Whose danger none can see aright,  
Whilst your false splendour dims his sight.   

(II.)  
Go and ensnare  
With your false ware,  
Some other easy Wight,  
And cheat him with your flattering Light:  
Rain on his head a shower  
Of Honours, favour, wealth, and power;  
Then snatch it from him in an hour.   

(III.)  
Till his big mind  
With gallant wind  
Of Insolent applause:  
Let him not fear all-curbing laws,  
Nor King nor people's frown;  
But dream of something like a crown;  
And climbing towards it, tumble down.   

(IV.)  
Let him appear  
In his bright Sphere,  
Like Scynthia in her pride,  
With star-like troops on every side;  
Such for their number and their light,  
As may at last o'erwhelm him quite,  
And blend us both in one dead night.   

(V.)  
Welcome sad Night,  
Griefs sole delight,  
Your mourning best agrees  
With honour's funeral obsequies.  
In these lap he lies,  
Mantled with soft securities,  
Whose too much sunshine blinds his eyes.   

(VI.)  
Was he too bold,  
That needs would hold  
With curbing reins, the day,  
And make Sol's fiery Steeds obey?  
Then sure as rush was I,  
Who with ambitious wings did fly  
In Charles his Wai● too loftily.   

(VII.)  
I fall, I fall,  
Whom shall I call?  
Alas, can 〈◊〉 heard,  
Who 〈◊〉 is nither loved nor feared.  
You, who were wont to kiss the ●round,  
Where e'er my honoured step 〈◊〉 found,  
Come catch me at my last rebound.   

(VIII.)  
How each admires  
Heaven's twinklng fires,  
When from their glarous seat  
Their influence gives life and heat.  
But O! how few there ar',  
(Though danger from that act be far)  
Will stoop and catch a falling star.   

(Ix..)  
Now 'tis to late  
To imitate  
Those L●htes, whose pallidness  
Argues no 〈◊〉 guillinesse:  
That course 〈…〉 is bent.  
The 〈◊〉 is there's no 〈◊〉  
In Heavens high Court of Parliament.    

Printed in the year 1641.