Sol in opposition to Saturn, or, A a [sic] short return to a late tragedy call'd The Duke of Guise 1683 Approx. 6 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2003-01 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A60724 Wing S4419 ESTC R18811 12439957 ocm 12439957 62079 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. A60724) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 62079) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 298:13) Sol in opposition to Saturn, or, A a [sic] short return to a late tragedy call'd The Duke of Guise Dryden, John, 1631-1700. Duke of Guise. 1 sheet ([2] p.) Printed for H. Jones, London : 1683. The "late tragedy" was written by John Dryden; the "Royal Prince" was the Duke of Monmouth. 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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HAil Royal Prince ! our happy Morning Star ; The Genius of our peace , the Soul of War : High by descent , by vertue higher yet , Which make the people crovvd to kiss thy Feet . Fame blow thy Trumpet ! and let the mighty sound , Of Monmouth , from the Antartick Pole rebound . Fame blow again ! until the blast be heard , As far as Noble Iames , is lov'd or fear'd . Blow ! till the Universe doth answer give , Till Monmouth is the bravest Prince alive . Oh that I could proportionate my Rhime , Unto the praise of Vertue so Sublime : But were I ne'r so skilful , such desert , Doth ev'n Anticipate the Poets Art. Hyperbolies in such exalted Theams , But low , inferiour , sickly Whimsies seems . His Name doth higher Elogies contain , Then can be reacht by all Apollo's train . The highest Tune that ever Poet sung , Wou'd such an Elevated Subject wrong . If so my Muse forbare , lay by thy Lyre , The worth thou canst not reach learn to admire . Brave Noble Prince ! such worth can never be , Design'd for everlasting Obloquy . Tho' from black Mouths , Malignant Vapours rise ; And for the present hide thee from our Eyes . Yet thou shalt shine , and all those Clouds disperse : Thy rayes again , shall glad the Universe : Infer no wretched thought from frowning Fate , Tho' Vertuous men may be Unfortunate : The Sun is oft Eclipst , through little Stars , And As unenvy'd , no Misfortune Fears . While Envy lives , true worth will be defam'd , She 'l bark , although she be for barking damn'd . Brave Gen'rous Prince ! has Vertue learn'd to Sing , Under the lash of every Libels Sting . Be not offended with the silly Stage , Nor the Effects of a blind Horses Rage . Let Pegasus alone , her Race she 'l run , And spight of thee , attain Damnation . Yet let his anger thy compassion move , Methinks his Passion has the looks of Love. True Adversaries seldom warning give , Like that which in this Play , thou dost receive . Not that I 'll wrong him in this Patrons sence , Nor spoil his Fortune , by his small pretence . We 'l rather say , to make amends for that , His Plot doth Item what sport he 'd be at . Rejoyce Great Prince ! and may thy wretched Foes , Proceed their worst intentions to disclose . Fear not their malice , nor their threats despise , But let apparent folly , make thee wise . Finish the Vertuous Race thou hast begun , And future toils , with former Vigour run To keep those Lawrels , thou 'st already won . 'T is true they 've brought forth only Thorns as yet , But thereby Fate runs more and more in debt . Who knows what is for such desert prepar'd ? Did vertue ever go without reward ? Despair not Iames , for ev'ry Vertue is , A Pledge of Temporal , or Eternal bliss . Vertue is Earnest of some good to come , Though oft that good be bought with Martyrdome : Though Providence be slow it can't be rude It ne're was guilty of Ingratitude . Thou know'st not what'by Heaven is design'd , For the Exercise of thy heroick mind . Who knows but Monmouth yet may th' Vict'ry have , Ore Papists , who wou'd his Native Land inslave . Who knows for what thou art preserv'd , for we Heavens Love perceive in thy delivery , From the Italians Savage cruelty . Who knows what Honours thou may'st yet regain ? The Sun must in the Morning rise again , Who knows what Storms thy Lustre may dispell , What mischief stop , and what heart burnings quell , 'Mongst Romish Tory's earnest to rebell ? Such Vertues ought not to be buried quick , To gratifie the Cath'lick Shismatick . Such Talents ought not to be hid , but spread , Vertue like Faith is fruitful if not dead . Thy Countries Peace , and Liberty they Claim , Thy Lords renown , the Centre of thy Fame : Wert thou ambitious , thou hadst yet been high , But this thy fall doth prove thy Loyalty . Disdain those Mungrels that would run thee dovvn , True Courage in adversity is shovvn . As in a Storm the Sun doth light some parts , So doth thy presence chear all Loyal Hearts . But as for them vvho envy deart thy life , May they live curst and die vvithout relief . May they die beggers and an offspring leave , To vvhom Eternal infamy may cleave . May all their hopes to desparation turn , Live their ovvn shame , and die the peoples scorn : On one another , vent your svvelling Gall , And may intestine Malice eat you all . May every Viper die by its ovvn sting , And Tory Poets their ovvn Dirges sing . But Heaven preserve great Monmouth from their rage , Let him live safe tho' Murther'd on the Stage . Let Poets club their spleen , and Fops their pence , May Heaven patronise his innocence . LONDON Printed for H. Iones , 1683.