blazon or coat of arms of George Hartgill ❧ Walter Gray gentleman, in commendation of the Author his labours, studies( as well divine as mathematical) and generosity.  

THis Scutchin rich, and Snowhite-siluer shield,  
where harts( in prime) their Sabled heads haue fixed,  
With glyttring tires: which like reflections yield  
as gilden drops of Or, with crystal mixed:  
Explores( at full) the worth of Hartgills race,  
whose rare affects, do ad unto his birth  
A laurel wreathe: which seems a second grace,  
that shuns delight of vain, and peevish mirth.  
What fortune frames, that nature doth combine,  
to freight his muse, with thoughts of things divine.  
With Atlas goad, he guides Bootes wain:  
and shows the trace, where swift Pegasus flings:  
How Hyads wail, their brother whilom slain,  
when to his harp, Arion sweetly sings.  
And how on skies, the Knightly Perseus rides,  
to chase the ugly Gorgon to her caues:  
Then how from east; the floating Dolphin glides  
to wet his winds, in western Ocean waves:  
All these( with else each Star) in course he sorts,  
and what their fall, and rising ay imports.  
And here( with toil) he harrows flat to ground  
the swelling balks, which former ploughmen wrought:  
Whose Tables erst, did doubt, in doubts confounded,  
as few( or none) shot leauell to their thought.  
Which discord now, mildred Hartgill doth reprove,  
and of the Stars, the ready station tells:  
As they on spheres, or several centers move,  
though far alooffe, he from the zodiac dwells.  
Peruse this tract, and say, as thou shalt see,  
no English pen, hath done so well as he.  
This gentle he, this English gentle guest,  
in gentle wise, hath hatch, this Learned work:  
Which taking wing, is fluttred from his nest:  
and Plumes bewray, what in his bowels lurk.  
From whence pure streams, of reverend Science flow,  
which moisten so, the buds of growing skill:  
As he that pines, in searching Arte( I trow)  
may hence draw sap, to quench his thirstin● 〈◇〉  
If so enough, may breed a sound consent;  
to say enough, doth as a feast content.