A poem dedicated to the blessed memory of her late gracious Majesty Queen Mary by Mr. Stepney. Stepney, George, 1663-1707. 1695 Approx. 8 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 6 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2003-01 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A61466 Wing S5468 ESTC R15801 11926353 ocm 11926353 51036 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A61466) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 51036) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 515:24) A poem dedicated to the blessed memory of her late gracious Majesty Queen Mary by Mr. Stepney. Stepney, George, 1663-1707. Dryden, John, 1631-1700. [2], 8 p. Printed for J. Tonson..., London : 1695. Possibly corrected by John Dryden. Cf. H. Macdonald, John Dryden, a bibliography. Reproduction of original in Huntington Library. Created by converting TCP files to TEI P5 using tcp2tei.xsl, TEI @ Oxford. Re-processed by University of Nebraska-Lincoln and Northwestern, with changes to facilitate morpho-syntactic tagging. Gap elements of known extent have been transformed into placeholder characters or elements to simplify the filling in of gaps by user contributors. 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Copies of the texts have been issued variously as SGML (TCP schema; ASCII text with mnemonic sdata character entities); displayable XML (TCP schema; characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or text strings within braces); or lossless XML (TEI P5, characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or TEI g elements). Keying and markup guidelines are available at the Text Creation Partnership web site . eng Mary -- II, -- Queen of England, 1662-1694 -- Poetry. 2000-00 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2001-10 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2001-11 TCP Staff (Michigan) Sampled and proofread 2001-11 TCP Staff (Michigan) Text and markup reviewed and edited 2001-12 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion A POEM Dedicated to the BLESSED MEMORY OF HER LATE GRACIOUS MAJESTY Queen Mary . By Mr. Stepney . LONDON : Printed for Iacob Tonson , at the Iudge's Head , near the Inner-Temple Gate in Fleetstreet . 1695. A POEM Dedicated to the BLESSED MEMORY OF HER LATE GRACIOUS MAJESTY Queen Mary . ONCE more , my Muse , — we must an Altar raise ; — May it prove Lasting , as Maria's Praise ; And , the Song ended , be the Swan's thy Doom , Rest ever silent , as Maria's Tomb. But whence shall we begin ? Or whither steere ? Her Vertues like a perfect Round appeare , Where Judgment lyes in Admiration lost , Not knowing which it should distinguish most . Some Angel , from your own , describe Her Frame , ( For sure your Godlike Beings are the same : ) All that was Charming in the Fairer Kind , With Manly Sense , and Resolution joyn'd A Mien compos'd of Mildness and of State , Not by Constraint , or Affectation Great ; But form'd by Nature for Supream Command ; Like Eve just moulded by the Maker's Hand : Yet such her Meekness , as half-vail'd the Throne , Least being in too great a Lustre shown , It might debar the Subject of access , And make her Mercies , and our Comforts less . So Gods , of old , descending from their Sphere To visit Men , like Mortals did appear : Least their too Awful Presence should affright Those whom they meant to bless , and to delight . Thus to the Noon of her high Glory run , From her bright Orb , diffusive like the Sun , She did Her healing Influence display , And cherisht all our Nether World that lay Within the Circle of Her radiant Day : Reliev'd not only those who Bounty sought , But gave unask'd , and as She gave , forgot ; Found modest Want in its obscure Retreat , And courted tim'rous Vertue to be Great . The Church , which William sav'd , was Mary's Care , Taught by Her Life , and guarded by Her Prayer ; What Her Devotions were , you Cherubs , tell , Who ever round the Seat of Mercy dwell ; ( For here She wou'd not have Her Goodness known ) But you beheld how she address'd the Throne , And wonder'd at a Zeal so like your own . Since She was Form'd , and Lov'd , and Pray'd like you , She shou'd , alas ! have been Immortal too : A Reign so gentle , and a Mind so strong , Both made us hope we shou'd obey Her long , And , with a double Reverence , have seen The hoary Blessing of an Aged Queen ; Who might , with William , jointly govern here , As that bright Pair which rules the heav'nly Sphere . Grace and mild Mercy best in Her were shown , In him the rougher Vertues of the Throne ; Of Justice She at home the Ballance held , Abroad , Oppression by His Sword was quell'd ; True Emblems of the Lyon , and the Dove ; The God of Battel , and the Queen of Love Did in Their happy Nuptials well agree ; Like Mars , He led our Armies out , and She With Smiles presided o're Her Native Sea ! Such too their Meetings , when our Monarch came With Laurels loaden and immortal Fame ; As when the God on Haemus quits his Arms , Softning his Toyls in Cytherea's Charms : With what Delight wou'd she the Victor meet ? And lay the Reins of Empire at his Feet ? With the same Temper as the Latian Hind Was made Dictator , conquer'd , and resign'd ; So Pallas from the dusty Field withdrew And when Imperial Iove appear'd in view , Resum'd Her Female Arts the Spindle and the Clew : Forgot the Scepter She so well had sway'd , And with that Mildness , She had Rul'd , Obey'd ; Pleas'd with the Change , and unconcern'd as Iove When in Disguise he leaves his Pow'r above , And drowns all other Attributes in Love : — Such , mighty Sir , ( if yet the sacred Ear Of Majesty and Grief vouchsafe to hear ) Was the lov'd Consort of thy Crown and Bed , Our Joy while living ; our Despair now Dead . Yet why Despair ? Tho' one Supporter Fall , The Stronger holds , and will sustain the Ball. Of Sybill's Books , that Volume which remain'd Th' intrinsick value of the whole retain'd . When in the fiery Car Elijah fled , His Spirit doubled on his Partner's Head : So will thy Peoples Love , now Mary's gone , Unite both Streams and flow on Thee alone . The grateful Senate with one Voice combine To breath their Sorrows , and to comfort Thine , By bringing to Thy View how Europe's Fate Does on Thy Councills , and Thy Courage wait : But when the vastness of Thy Grief they see , They own 't is just , and melt in Tears with Thee . Blush not , great Soul , thus to reveal Thy Woe ; Sighs will have vent , and Eyes too full o're-flow ; Shed by degrees they pass unfelt away ; But raise a Storm and Deluge where they stay . The bravest Heroes have the softest Mind , Their Natures like the Gods , to Love inclin'd , Homer , who Humane Passions nicely knew , When his Illustrious Grecian Cheif he drew , Left likewise in his Soul one mortal Part , Whence Love and Anguish too might reach his Heart ; For a lost Mistress , in Despair he sate , And let declining Troy still struggle vvith her Fate : But when he found his dear Patroclus dead , Like a rous'd Lion , from his Tent he fled , Whole Hecatombs of trembling Trojans slew , And mangled Hector at his Chariot drew . Still greater is Thy loss , — Be such thy Rage , That naught but conquer'd Gallia may asswage . She vvho below preserv'd Thee with Her Prayer , Above vvill prove thy Guardian Angel there ; And hov'ring round Thee with Her Heav'nly shield , Unseen protect Theein the dusky Field . Glut then Thy Vengeance on Thy destin'd Foe , And while above She Triumphs , Fight below . — T is done — Our Monarch to the Camp returns , — The Gallick Armies fly — Their Navy burns , And Earth and Seas all bow to his Command , And Europe owns her Peace from His victorious Hand . FINIS . Notes, typically marginal, from the original text Notes for div A61466-e130 Lucius Quintius .