k*^P^^frw^FS^I^5^^^^»^wS' m S 'M'^t ^^ '^>- ■ University of California • Berkeley Purchased as the gift of Marshall Steel, Sr. Foundation ^v 4if&iu;iks of it, as ** liis dearest mother s funeral."—** I confess," says he, ** mine ambition to divulge my observance of that House, to which I owe my best endeavours, that the world may see that uiy worthy Patron liath conferred iiis free favours on him, who !> tlun loit not ;:It()^« tlier unworthy, because not unthankful." He Npt .il.^ .;i^<' ol Mi . i'ym having lately lost a loving, holy, helpful \\ife. Also the follow inij Sermon by our Poet: Llisha his Lamenta- tion for his otfj/, and all LsrdiT.s hma in Elijah. The subject of a Sermon preached at the Funerals of the Rii^ht ff'or.shipful Sir Anthony Rous, late of J/alton in tdrnu all, Kt. liy Charles Fitz-oeffrey. London, printed by //'. Stansby,J'or J. Parker, 1()22. 4*°. Dedicated to William Rous of Halton, Esq. his grandson: and the author speaks of the Scruiou lyins^ a year in his desk, since the funeral. *' 1 hoped to have sent forth with him," says he, ** that other star of our west, (M. Carew of Antony) whom God removed from us, but four days before ^0 (S:. 4P. ^W^HEN to the banks of sweet Elysium Came worthy Drake, to get his passage there. The ferryman denied his Ghost to come Before his exequies solemnized were. But none to' adorn his funeral hearse did move : And long he sat upon the hapless shore. Until thy Muse, whose Pity still did move, Help'd thee to rise, and him to rest no more: And sent her mournful tears unto his Ghost, And sweet tho' sad complaint, as exequies. Passing him to those fields, which long he lost. And won his soul the joy; thy pen the prize. So still thy funerals shall adorn his name, And still his funerals shall enlarge thy fame. FRANCIS ROUS. him."—** Better examples,'* he adds, ** you can hardly find than your grandfather and father have left you. Your match unto a worthy House, the worthiest of the West (Sir Richard Robarts, Kt. and Bart.), cannot so much advance you," &c. Zo tfie ^\itf)ox. JhdNGLAND's Ulysses, slain .by mortal fates, His body Tethys caught within her arms: Jove placed his soul around the Heavenly States Setting him free from Fortune-tossing harms, From Scylla's gulfs, and Circe's deadly charms : And botli did choose a place to keep his prey, Tethys her lap, but Jove her milkwhite way. Yet shall his fame, his worth, his worthy deeds. Eternized by thy verse, among us dwell : And whatsoever after-age succeeds. Unto posterity the same shall tell. And make thy praises with his own excel : Time, that doth all things else in time devour. Shall never have thy name within her power. Old Geffrey Chaucer, England's ancient Muse, And minor of the times that did ensue. Yielded to death, ne'er admits excuse; But now in thee he seems to live anew '^0 tje ^ut]&or ix If grave Pythagoras' sage saws be true. Then sith old Geffrey's spirit lives in thee, Rightly thou named art Fitz-geffery. D. W.^ »«.r^.*^#^#-*•*^ ^ In the second Edit, this poem is subscribed '* Diag. Wh." lEtttJ of t\)t Cl^ommentiatorg Tc^tx^^^ to t^e jfix^t 1El)ition. ^ammtntratora V^tx^ts^ $cc. THE SECOND EDITION. In 1596 another edition appeared as ^^ newly printed, with additions." The additions consist of the remainder of the introductory matter. Co at. dF. ]M[any great honours, many a virtuous prize Drake won, unto his foe-men *s great disease; And many souls and ships did sacrifice Unto the ireful Regent of the seas : But Time's hard iron teeth have worn out these, He wrought his virtues in the liquid main, New waves still raising what he wrought in vain. xii . . . . €^ommentiatotg ITcr^eji* But well hast thou, fair friend, with stronger quill, Incarved them in time-rebating brass, That F^me might through the world resound them still, As far as Drake's large sepulchre doth pass, That all might know how great his glory was: Well hast thou raught from that infernal lake. The high deserts of now immortal Drakb. And well hast thou, by penning forth his story In golden lines of aeviternity, Gain'd to thyself a like immortal glory: O goodly meed to learning's votary, O sacred force of tongue-tun'd melody! Whose sugar'd words can force the dead to rise. The living save, and both immortalize. Thomas Mychelbornb. ^a iiracum* ^W^EBP not, great Alexander worthy Drake, Because Fame's herald, Homer, liv'd before thee. Lo Homer liveth, thee alive to make ; RestorM to life, to life for to restore thee. And for thy virtues cause the world t' adore thee : He living caus'd dead Orpheus' image sweet. But Orpheus' image lives, and gives thee heat. Matchless he calls thee : true, yet he hath matched thee, Suiting thy royal acts with royal verse: By sea, by land, at every turn he watch'd thee. What hast thou done that he doth not rehearse? With all thy virtues, flowers t' adorn thy hearse ! And maugre Envy's guts, 'gainst tales untrue Of lying Mercury, gives thy fame her due. Featly and well his pen befits thy hand. His Muse beseems thy Mars, thy mind his sprite By thee his praise, by him thy praises stands m xiv . . . . ©ommcnDatorg Uct^cjS. ••»«^"»"»"i Thy fuel his flame, his glass thy face makes bright. As colours actuated are by light: Two names I find, I know not which to take. Whether Drake's Fitz-geffrky, or Fitz- geffrey's Drake. Worthies, proceed, let poets blaze your name; Poet, proceed such worthies so to raise : Mercury, spoil not our worthies of their fame; Momus, detract not from our Poet's praise : Reader, beware the fault of these rash days : Suspend thy verdict, censure not in haste. But ere thou judge the first, first read the last. Ty. Co. Co tf)t 33ltaUtr. Courteous or captious Reader, Whether, I know not, (because I hear thee not read, nor reading censure) of custom, rather than occasion, permit me to de- tain thine eyes awhile with the surveying of these few superfluous lines, ere thou farther defix them on this impolished poem. If any fault were committed, because in the first edition this was omitted, impute it rather to timidity in too little daring, than to temerity in too much presuming on thy clemency; choosing rather to omit something that might adorn, than com- mit any thing that might offend. But now more animated by the courtesies of the ingenuous, than amated with the cavils of the injurious, and also provoked, rather than persuaded by the prin- ter to a second impression, I have imboldened myself to present it again to the eye of the world, presuming no farther than before on thy patience^ save this epistle's admonitions, and some few other additions : these thine own sagacity will smell out quickly. The other I will here set . xvi . . . . '^0 H)t Meatier. ••►••»••►••»••! down (as I may) succinctly: First, T deprecate the note of improvident, not impudent audacity, in that I, who never slept in Parnassus with Hesiod, neither (with the satyrist) ever liquor- ished my chamfred lips with the pure crystaline Aganippe, should take on me (especially in this golden age of poetry) to bring owls to Athens, crocodiles to NIlus, and swans to Thames, whose Castalian banks are embordered with more muses than Helicon, more graces than Greece, more admirable conceited Poets, than the flourishing age of Augustus; and if I needs must be doing, that 1 should thus audaciously adventure at first on this lofty subject of that ever highly, but never sufficiently honoured and admired, S. F. Drake, of whom the best cannot write too loftily, nor the loftiest too worthily, nor the worthiest sufficiently; who better deserveth a Homer than Achilles, a Virgil than iEneas, an Ennius than the great African, and would not rather begin with a gnat, as Virgil did, or the battle of frogs, as Homer did, or with some amorous preludiate preambles as Ennius did; as the falcon doth First flag awhile her flutt*ring wings beneath, Till she herself for stronger flight can breath. ^0 tje i^caticr xvii These suspicions of temerity I entreat the indif- ferent reader not to impute unto me; for I write not voluntarily, but fatally: neither did I seek occasion, but occasion sought me, and seeking, (when it could no other) found me : and finding, (when none beside would) enforced me to ad- venture on a matter so far beyond my feeble capacity. Ecce tacent omnes Naevole die aliquid. Well could I wish (if in so wishing I did well) that this larum-bell of death and destruction had not so suddenly and sorrowfully sounded that shrill peal of horror and desolation in the hearts of all true hearted English, wherewith if now I had not awaked, T might have slept securely in the close cabinet of silence longer than Endi- mion or Epiminides. But now seeing necessity urgeth so extremely, that either I must seem culpable of presumption, or virtue lie drowned in the Lethe of oblivion, I (mindful of the Lacae- demonian, who, when he had betrothed a wife of small stature, said merrily, ' of evils the least is to be chosen,') thought it best. xviii . . . . Co t]&e MeaDer. When better chooses were not to be had, Of force to choose the seeming best of bad. Further I admonish, or rather entreat thee, (courteous reader) not prejudicately to subscribe to the censures of the captious Zoilist, of whom I may truly say that a countryman of ours untruly said of that revered Erasmus, Quantum glorice de- traxerit aliis, tantum ad se accessisse putat. He saith it wanteth method, and therefore is not compendious ; it is obscure, and therefore tedi- ous ; full of fictions, and therefore ridiculous : With such poor crimes as shew his spite is sound, And yet bewray his matter wanteth ground. But I cannot stand to make an apology, there- fore I leave him to his folly, and my Muse to her fortune. I have prefixed some few verses out of sundry late Latin Poets, (who have worthily mentioned this our worthy in their writings,) partly to sup- ply the superfluity of vacant paper, partly to up- braid our Englishmen, whose negligence hath left him unremembered; and thus (kind and courteous) as the poorer of the Spartans brought ^0 tijt M^aUer* their young children unto their Jesche^ (a public place among them, ordained to that purpose,) where the towardest were brought up, and the rest rejected and cast out: so I, an impotent parent to maintain my infant, present him to your public view; if he seem amiable, affect him; if he prove toward, protect him; if he dislike, reject him ; so may you save that should be wast- ed, he wander as a vagabond, I grieve that I begat an outcast, and cease hereafter to bring forth any more such unprofitable imps. C. F. Broad-gates, Nov. 17, 1596. Nicholaus Elutherius in Triumphal, ^c. Fortunate Draco, nunquam tua fama fatisces, Nunquam honor arescet, laurAs ceu Delia nunquam Frondibus absistit proprium servare vigorem: jEternum vives exesa teredine pinus Vt tandem penitus longinquo marceat ievo : . Tu pelagi Deus alter eris : Fas, maxima Tethys Vnam Nereidum tibi despondere laboret. Id. ibid, ad Sereniss. Begin. Angl. Ignivomum opponis prajcincta classe Draconem Velivoli scitum salis, Oceaniq; viarum: Leucothoe laeto sequitur quern prospera vultu, Frondibus Aoniis crines incincta decoros: Enantem Thamesi cycni comitantur ovantes, Caeruleus Triton concham intonat ore canoro. Julius Riparius Tiburtinus. Siccine Elisae animus vobis, sic notus, Iberi, Dracus erat ? quoties ilium maria invia nautis, Ignotosque sinus, alioque sub orbe reposta Ft vix audaci audistis tentanda Columbo Regna cita penetrasse rati? vestrosque colonos Et clade ingenti & gaza mulctasse superba Et tandem patriae incolumen se reddere terrae? ♦ Neu vos imperii species tueantur inanes Qua se Romuleis rex ille securibus audet Vester, & iEmathiis cetras praeferre sarissisj In vestri advertis princeps penetralia regni Littoraque & latos campos non agmine magno Percurrens, cuncta est ferro populatus & igni, Aggeribusque alias arces & milite fido Munitas aequavit humo: non qua arte solebat Portarum duros Macedo perfringere vectes, Molirique seras & ferrea claustra Pelasgum, Quaque solet vester popiilos superare Tyrannus, lUius tantum vitiorum & Dominis baeres, Longe alius Draci mos est, tuaque aira, Philippe, Non pace ignava sed fortibus appetit armis, Datque auro leges, non leges sumit ab auro. HuUlricus Cassianus. Qui regum regem te semper, Ibere, putasti, Anglica jam vinci posse virago docet, Spe tua jam totum classis praeceperat orbem, Sed novus banc forti devorat arte Draco. A^'re fama refert celso volitare Draconis. Nunc Draco te mediis mergit & urit aquis. Hunc tibi flagrantem gtlidis Neptunus in undis Texit & exitio fovit, Jbtre, tuo, Hispauus varios Leo terruit ante Leones, Nunc Hispanc novo victe Dracone iaces. D. G. G. L. E. Dracone, quern llegina classi praeficit, AnuUus est peritior? Seu nauticus sit edomaudus impetus, Pedestris aut excrcitus ? Nam seu volandum est palmulis, seu linteo. Nee linteo nee palmulis, Potis est Draconis ulli navem consequi, Nee vim Draconis fallere : Testatur hoc sinus minoris Adriae, Testantur hoe & Cyelades : Euxini Neptune & Tomitani salis Neptune, tibi isthaec nota sunt. Nosces Draconem, Hispane, nosces Anglicos Animos, & invictas manus : En fortis urget te Draco, tibi En objicit robur vir^m : Te catenis illigabit, te Draco Damnabit atro carcere. Quae tu minatus es Britannis vincula Haec ipse victus indues. J oh. Tolmerus in Naumachia. Drakius irrumpens horrendum fulminat armis j Drakius insignis bello, quem expertus Iberus Saepius, atque Indus, domiti quem debita mundi Alterius coelo sublimem gloria tollit. Th. Watsonus Londin. Amint. Gaud: Epist. 5. Jlle Dracus, lacero qui ditia pondera lign6 Imponit Thamesi. Haec ferfe sunt quae de Draco nostro apud exoticos poetas legimus. %ift ana Mmtf) OF SIR FRANCIS DRAKE. 1 iU/ARK Night, the Sovereign of Cimmerian blacky Th' inhabitant of pitchy Acheron, Mounted upon Alastor's snaky back. From Taenarus, her black pavilion, Rides through the workl in sad progression 3 Dew-dropping Mists, and Darkness' dusky bloom, e Attend, as heralds, to proclaim her room. 2 Blind Vesperugo, clothed in sable shade. Night's cloudy harbinger, cold Hesperus, Runs on before, to see that way be made^ 2 tirje Sife antJ i9catf) of And being authorized her Prodromus, Hides on the vulture-bearing Caucasus, Veiling the golden tapers of the light, And bids Olympus entertain the night. She bristling up her leaden-pated crest Of feathers, broader than the Dragon's wings. Whose space disjoins the Lycaonian beast From Cynosure, whose praise the seaman sings. That she as patroness directs his rings; Enclaspeth with her winged eminence The world's orbicular circumference. Now only is she earth's high monarchess. And tyrannizeth o'er this massy round 3 For he, whose puissance quell'd her monstrousness. Enchaining her beneath the weighty ground. By death's fierce Heben trident hath his wound, Repaying unto greedy destiny The interest of his life-lent usury. 5 Drown'd in the day-star in th' Hesperian deeps, The radiant Eos of white Albion : Tithomus' love-lass, fair Aurora, weeps, I 5tt jffxmd^ IBtSL^kt* .... 3 And day-reducing Phosphorus doth moan. That he unto the other world is gone. Denying them the traffic of his sight. From whose fair lustre they derived their light. See how Apollo tasks his wearied teams Unto the occidental axletree. Making the horizon mask in sable seams. Abandoning the earth from mirth and glee. Swearing it never more his lamps shall see 5 But means, except the Fates his wrath appease, To live immured among the' Antipodes. As when he left th' Olympic starry rocks^ Living an exile long in Thessaly, And near Amphrysus fed Admetus' flocks. Only accompanied with Mercury: Or when for Phaeton's sad tragedy. Enraged with passionate woe he fell at odds With thundering Jove^ and all the minor Gods. 8 But now nor Clymene's audacious boy Torn by the morning-breathing horses' rage; Nor Amydajan Hyacinth's annoy . . 'Z\)e %iU attO IBeatft of Cause this his grief, impatient of assuage^ These woes long since gave place to time and age. The pains, that now exagitate his soul, Time cannot tame, nor swan-white age controul. 9 He, from whose sun the sun derived his shine. As doth his sister planet from his light Whilom than crystal far more crystalline. Now is oppress'd with Death's eternal night, Exempt from intercourse of PhcEbus' sight, Who wails his loss, but solaced in this. That his immortal soul survives in bliss. 10 The Gods' Pandora, heaven's bright firmament. Fair Albion's bulwark, castle of defence. The world's rare wonder, th' earth's rich ornament. Heart's adamant, mind's sacred excellence, Widom's grave Delphos, virtue's quintessence. Right perfect workmanship of skilful nature. Some semi-god, more than a mortal creature. 11 Great God of prowess, thunderbolt of war, Bellona's darling, man of chivalry. Bloody Enyos' champion, foemen's fear. Skit iFtanci0 Drafec, Fame's stately Pharus, map of dignity^ Jove's pearl, pearl's pride, pride's foe, foe's enemy, Spain shaking fever-regent of war's thunder, Undaunted Drake, a name importing wonder. 12 All this, yea thrice a thousand times and more Than this untold, though angels' eloquence. Though all the souls of poets heretofore. And modern Muses made their residence Jn mortal mould to pen his excellence 3 More than all arts' arithmetic can sum. Ah me ! are now enclosed in Drake's rich tomb. 13 Tonj^b? ah no tomb, but Neptune's frothing waves ! Waves ? ah, no waves, but billow-rolling seas ! Seas? ah no seas, but Honour's hallowed graves: Graves? ah no graves, but bones' eternal ease: Ease? ah no ease, but rest born to displease: Whate'er it be, where worthy Drake doth lie 5 That sacred shrine entombs a Deity. 14 If Deity in earth can be enroll'd. Or may participate with brickie clay. Or can be compass'd with so frail a mould. 6 'lije aife ant) Wtati of ••►••»^^«"<»»<«»«..«" Or be invested in so base array. As transitory flesh born to decay; Then wheresoe'er it be, that Drake doth lie. That sacred shrine entombs a Deity. 15 If Deity may be a thing created. The quaintest workmanship of skilful nature. Or by a parliament of Gods enacted. Or be appropriated to a creature. Omnipotent Jove's richest architecture : Then wheresoe'er it be that DfxAKe doth lie. That sacred shrine entombs a Deity. 16 But if man's soul his deity define. Which is an essence metaphysical, Immortal, heaven-infused, and divine 3 And flesh be but a prison temporal. That for a season holds the soul in thrall 3 Then in Drake's tomb doth this his person lie. But Heaven's bright shrine contains his Deity. 17 O who will lead me to that two-topt mountain. The Heliconian Muses' laureate hill ? Who will conduct me to that sacred fountain. Sir jffxmm iirafee 7 Whence soul-infusing nectar doth distil, That poet's sp' rites with winged furies fill; Where naked Graces use to bathe and swim. While Nymphs and Fairies dance about the brim? 18 Where no Actaeon straggling through the fields Defiles those Dians with polluted eyes ; No Pyreneus this chaste forest yields. Whose sugar'd words and soothing flatteries Join'd with constraint would cause them wantonize. No such polluted peasants haunt these places j For lust is sacrilege unto the Graces. 19 Phoebus' fair well springs, fountains crystal bright. Oil of invention, Poets' paradise. Impressions of conceit, sap of delight. Soul's sweet emplastrum, unguent of the eyes. Drops making men with Gods to sympathize. Baths of the Muses, Hebe's sugar'd wine. Pure Helicon, the very name divine. 20 Mount me, fair offspring of Mnemosyne, Upon Bellerophon's wind-winged steed 3 Lift up my leaden spirit, Euphrosyne, 8 'E^^ %iU auD IBtSitf) of Above the pitch of pastor's rural reed. For he, that sings of matchless Drake, hath new To have all Helicon within his brain, Who in his heart did all heaven's worth contain. No common theme is subject of my verse j One Muse cannot suffice to pen this story : He, that intends Drake's merits to rehearse. And pen the process of his famous glory. Should in his heart all Muses' spirit carry -, Yet all inferior to his worthiness, Whose soul did all the Worthies' spirit possess. Audacious infant, proud presumptuous boy. That dares presume to name with faltering tongue And voice untaught to tune an humble lay, A name which thundering Zephyrus hath song. And thousand echoes thro' the world have rong^ With Fame's triumphant trumpets often spread From th' Arctic to th' Antarctic famoused. 23 None but old Atlas' heaven-upholding arms. Or great Alcides' adamantine breast. To whose exploits all poets sing alarms. Skit :ffxmm Wxiikt 9 Should underprop the axle of the rest. And wield the heaven that Drake's name hath addrest 3 Whose weight will bruise the shoulders of the weak 5 Let children cease of such exploits to speak ! 24 Yet may we weep, although we cannot sing. And with sad passions volley forth our fears. While other accents in the air do ring. Our anthems may detain the vulgar ears. And what we want in words, supply in tears : While Philomela tunes sweet melody, Progne may weep her dismal tragedy. Then you, sweet-singing Syrens of these times. Dear darlings of the Delian Deity, That with our Angels soul-enchanting rhymes. Transport Parnassus into Britanny, With learning's garland crowning poesy, 'Sdain not that our harsh plaints should beat your ears -, Arts' want may stop our tongues^ but not our tears. 10 Zljt 3LiU auD iBcatlj of 26 Spencer, whose heart enharbours Homer's soul, If Samian axioms be authentical : Daniel, who well may Maro's text controul With proud plus ultra true note marginal. And golden-mouthed Drayton musical, Into whose soul sweet Sidney did infuse The essence of his Phoenix-feathered muse. 27 Types of true honour, Phoebus* tripodes. Hell-charming Orph^i, Syrens of the sense, Wit's substance, Jove's brain-born Pallades, Soul's manna, heaven's ambrosian influence. True centers of renown's circumference : The graceful Graces fair triplicity, Of modern poets rarest trinary. ^8 Imbathe your angel's feathers lofty quill In fluent amber-dropping Castaly, That liquid gold may from your pen distil, Encarving characters of memory In brazen-leav'd books of eternity : Be Drake's worth royalized by your wits. That Drake's high name may coronize your writs. cStt JFranci^ Uraltc 11 29 Let famous Redcross yield to famous Drake, And good Sir Guion give to him his launcej Let all the MortIxMERs surrender make To one that higher did his fame advance 5 Cease Lancaster's and York's jars to enhance: Sing all, and all too few to sing Drake's fame. Your poems need no laurel, save his name. 30 Had he been born in Agamemnon's age, When stout Achilles lance scourg'd Troy's proud towers ; When men 'gainst men, and gods 'gainst gods did rage, MnesLS, Achilles, nor Ulysses powers. Had been so famous in this age of ours : All poets would have written in his praise^ Their ^neads^ Iliads,, and Odysses. 31 But now, O shame ! the virtuous are forgotten. The heroes are contemn'd, and Nero's told The ancient orders that are dead and rotten 3 Gone is the purity of poets old, And now eternity is bought and sold : 12 '2rj)e 3LiU auti IBt&tij of Free poesy is made a merchandise^ Only to flatter is to poetize. 32 Well worth Augustus' laurel-crowned times. Pure halcyon hours^ Saturnus' golden days 5 When worthies patronised poets rhymes. And poets rhymes did only worthies praise, 'Sdaining base Plutus' grooms with fame to raise: \\'hcn now, save mercenaries, few do write. And be a poet is be a parasite. 33 ''''■''' "■ But you (sweet souls) the Graces trinary, Strain up your tunes Avith notes angelical From heaven's fair house, O, Fame's trium-viri ! Fetch Orpheus' harp with strings harmonical. And music from the spheres melodical: And with sweet quires of swans, and night- ingales, Sing doleful ditties at Drake's funerals. 34 My Muse all mantled in Death's livery gown. Shall mourn before his hearse in sad array. With sable Cyparissus hanging down Her mournful breast, whose boughs shall fan away Sbix dFtancfe HBvafee 13 Titan's bright beams, bedarkening all the day : And while with tears you sit melodying. She shall weep with you, though she cannot sing. 35 Even as the lark, when winter's waste draws near^ Mounteth her basinetted head on high. And through the air doth tune her trebles clear, Quav'ring full quaintly forth her tireli. Beyond the ken of any piercing eye : While as the red-breast on an humble thorn With weeping notes the summer's loss doth mourn. 36 Ye that attend on Cytherea's train. And feed her silver-feather'd turtle doves. Which in their golden-wired cage remain Whether at Paphos' shrine, or Cnydus groves. Whose liver-laps do swell with full vein'd loves : While damsel ladies do imparadise Your thoughts within the Eden of their eyes. 37 Whose muse is so inravish'd with the looks W^hich from your mistress' ivory brows do fall. As makes you fill the largest volum'd books 14 'Ef)t TiiU ant) iStatf) of With soul-persuasive songs pathetical. And mind-alluring- speech methodical. Tasking your pens to pen a woman's praise, And she the actress of your own disease. 38 O let your muse make an apostrophe From Venus' courts unto Bellona's camps j Give but a glance on Drake's high dignity, Imprest with magnanimity's true stamps 5 And when your sense is lighted with these lamps. Solemnize to the world his funerals, In all your sonnets, and your madrigals. 39 Cease, fondlings, henceforth to idolatrize With Venus, your Carpathean sea-born queen 5 And to heroic Drake do sacrifice Of expiation for your former sin. Erect his statue whereas hers hath been: Make Drake your saint, and make the shrine his hearse. Yourselves the priests, the sacrifice your verse. 40 O you the quaint tragedians of our times. Whose stately shanks embuskin'd by the Muses, 5tr :ffxmm IBtafec 15 Draw all the world to wonder at your rhymes. Whose sad Melpomene robs Euripides, And wins the palm and price from Sophocles : While Po and Seine are sick to think upon, How Thames doth ebb and flow pure Helicon : 41 Who at your pleasures draw, or else let down The flood-hatches of all spectators eyes 5 Whose full-brain' d temples deckt with laurel crown O'er worlds of hearts with words do tyrannize 3 To whom all theatres sing plaudities : While you with golden chains of well-tun'd songs. Link all men's ears and tears unto your tongues. 42 Cease to eternize in your marble verse The falls of fortune- tossed venerists 5 And strain your tragic muses to rehearse The high exploits of Jove-born martialists. Where smoky gun-shot clouds the air with mists : Where groves of spears pitch' d ready for to fight. Damp up the element from eagle's flight. 16 Zije 3LiU auD Beatj^ of 43 What need you summon from the silent hell The souls of Hector and of Priamus, And thousand others that beneath us dwell. Wafted long since through Styx to Erebus, Or to the Elysian Tempe glorious ? Whose acts by ancients often have been told. And all love novels, few like that is old. 44 Lo, here a modern subject for your wits. But loftier than any heretofore Eternized by former poets' writs j Whose worth their sacred muses did adore. And he scarce entered yet th' Elysian doorj Whom dead yet all men's thoughts alive do make: For who would think that death could conquer Drake? 45 Here, poets, spend your wits' chief quintessence. And bandy verses with the god of verse. Embalm him with your wits best influence. All intellectual powers his praise rehearse. And with your poems beautify his hearse : Sbit iFranci^ litalte 17 Fear neither Theon's tooth, nor critic looks, Drake's only name shall patronize your books. 46 Be Drake's heroic deeds the argument. His name the prologue of your tragedy. The acts and scenes, his acts all excellent. Himself chief actor of Spain's misery, His lance the scorpion -scourge of Hesperie : Fett'ring with golden chains their principates. And leading captive Spain's chief potentates. 47 The Muses' hill shall be the theatre, And all the world spectators of the shows, A quire of angels shall the chorus bear. The massacre shall be of England's foes. And such as think to work Eliza's woes : And when Drake's death ends the catastrophe. Heaven shall clap hands and give the plaudite. 48 But, ah ! our days are stampt in envy's mint. And this our age cast in the iron mould. Our hearts are hew'd out of Caucasean flint, And two-leav'd plates of brass our breasts enfold -, Hate waxeth young, the world thus waxing old : 18 'TJe TLiU anU Bmti) of And best we like them that do love us least. And least we love them whom we should like best. 49 Im])iety of times, virtue's chief hater. The dying world's twice-infiint waxen dotage. Worth's canker-worm, desert's ingrate abater. Hard iron ages, death-declining sottage. Foul serpent-eating envy's loathsome cottage: Poison-tooth'd viper, impiously that bites The womb of those who are her favourites. 50 False touchstone, not discerning gold from brass. False sooth-sayer, divining always lies; False clock, not telling how the day doth pass; False friend, forsaking in adversities ; False pilot, leading through extremities; False in election, false in amity. And only true in infidelity. 51 Such is the world as one that dotes with years. Loathing things present, though of greater price. Liking that which is past and not appears. And says, the elder age was far more wise. 5it iFranci?} Urafec 19 Of higher worth, and of more sound advice : All that it sees, it thinks not worth the sight. But what it wants, it craves with main and might. 52 Blear-eyed eld ! not seeing dark from day; Blind with affection, ignorant of truth, Unvvean'd from self-love, never at a stay. Leaning upon the crabbed staff of ruth. Untoward to forecast for that ensueth; Injurious to those that most befriend it. Obsequious to those that most offend it. 53 The ancient nobles are most noble deem'd. And in Fame's calendar saints register'd. While present worthies vassals are esteem'd. Though worthier to be canonized Than those that are in legendaries read : Nor Hercules, nor Mars, were gods accounted. Before they died and unto heaven were mounted. 54 What marvel then, though some base humourists. Foul whelps of fierce Hyrcanean tiger's seeds; Extenuate the worth of jovialists. 20 'lijt Stfe ant) Wmij of ••»"»"»->«.i And such as merit heaven by famous deeds. Returning base disdain for worthy meeds. Owl-sighted eyes, that dazzled are with light. But see acutely in the darksome night. 55 Some such there are, O shame, too great a sum ! Who would impeach the worth of worthy Drake, With wrongful obloquies sinister doom. And eagerly their serpent's tongues they shake. And sith they cannot sting, a hissing make : But he who made all Spain quake with his fame, Shall quell such mush- rumps only with his name. 56 Monsters of Nature, Nile-bred crocodiles. Sight-slaying basilisks, poison-swollen toads. Fame-fretting cankers, shame's infectious biles. Earth-gaping chasmas, that mishap abodes. Presumptions giants waging war with gods: Air-putrifying Harpies, loathsome brood. Echidna's ofifspring, sworn foes to the good. 57 These serpents mouths with tongues and teeth are Sir dFtanci^ Wxa^t 21 With tongues they sting, with teeth they fiercely bite 5 By stinging, minds 5 by biting, hearts are killed -, The minds with grief, the hearts with deadly spite 3 This spite kills joy, this grief doth slay delight : Oh what fierce hell begot this monstrous kind. Whose tongue, whose teeth^ kills^ slays^ the heart, the mind. 58 Their breast, the harbour of an envious heart. Their heart, the storehouse of a pois'ned hate. Their hate, the quiver holding slander's dart 5 That dart they shoot at men of highest state^ That state that soon is subject to debate : And that debate breeding dissention. Procures all commonwealth's destruction, 59 Their heads lay complots, strife how to procure^ Their hands do practise what their heads desire. Their hearts approve what hands have put in urej Their minds in mischief with their hearts conspire 3 Their souls consent to that their minds require : Who will not say they are sprung from the devil. Whose heads, hands, hearts^ whose minds^ whose souls are evil. 22 '^Tj&e 2ifc anil 39cat]b of 60 Celestial Goddess, eviternal flame, Minerva's daughter by fair Maia's son. Of all th' inhabitants of heaven's fair frame. Most highly lionoured since the world begun. And shall be till the fatal glass be run 3 Soul's sweet receipt, the health's restorative. Heart's cordial, the mind's preservative. 61 Goddess of thought, Muse-animating spirit. Altar of honour, temple of renown, Shrine of devotion yielding art her merit. Life's richest treasure, virtue's gorgeous gown. Heaven's best habiliment, Ariadne's crown 3 The Cynosura of the purest thought. Fair Helice by whom the heart is taught : 62 Send honour down, O chief of goddesses ! Honour thy royal person's messenger. To ravish Drake from earth's unworthiness^ As Jupiter once sent his armour-bearer To transport Ganimede from Ida thither: And as that boy was honoured of Jove, So honour Drake, and let him be thy love. 3it iFvancijS Btafec 23 63 Daughter of time, sincere posterity^ Always new born, yet no man knows thy birth. The arbitress of pure sincerity. Yet changeable (like Proteus) on the earth. Sometime in plenty, sometime join'd with dearth . Alway to come, yet alway present here. Whom all run after, none come ever near. 64 Unpartial judge of all, save present state. Truth's idioma of the things are past. But still pursuing present things with hate. And more injurious at the first than last. Preserving others, while their own do waste : True treasurer of all antiquity. Whom all desire, yet never one could see, 65 Be thou religious to renowned Drake, And place him in thy catalogue of saints : Instead of Neptune god of sea him make. Either to lose or bind the wind's restraints j Let sea-men offer him their vows and plaints : Envy lives with us while our lives survive. But when we die, it is no more alive. 24 Zijz Stfc anil 13cat6 of And you, eternal Jove's high progeny. Whom at your birth the gods, your parents, blest. To consecrate unto eternity In never-dying registers of rest Yourselves and others that deserve it best : To whom they seal'd this charter at your birth. Your souls should live in heaven, your fame's on earth. 67 Jove's dearest darlings, God's best favourites. Saints paragons, of purest earth refin'd, Scorn'd of the world, because heaven's chief delights, Inheritors of Paradise by kind, Which was to you before your birth assigned : The golden rings where honour's jewels shines. Whose sun is fame, heaven zodiac, you the signs. 68 Imbathe your Phoenix quills in nectar streams Of niilken showers, that Juno's breasts did rain. Let Drake's high excellence be all your themes. Whereon to spend the chiefest of your brain. ^it JFrancb Bralte 25 ••»"»"»"»'«»^ His worth in honour's purest die engrain : That after ages may him deify In holy heaven's celestial hierarchy. 69 . Grenvtl, a name that made Iberia tremble. Whom Jove would make the Atlas of the west, (So well he did his Hercules resemble) . Had not a weightier charge his mind possest. For having plac'd him in Elysian rest. In heaven's star-chamber held a parliament. And made him prorex of his regiment. 70 Well hath his poet royaliz'd his acts. And curiously describ'd his tragedy: Quaintly he hath eternized his facts. In lasting registers of memory. Even co-eternal with eternity 3 So that the world envy's his happy state. That he should live when it is ruinate. 71 Some fiery Muse with heavenly heat enflam'd. Mount Drake likewise above the azur'd sky 3 Be not the eagle Jove's thunder-bearer nam'd, Let Drake possess that glorious dignity. 26 '^\)t TLiit anil Btati) of Or rather let himself the thund'rer be. And make the world his majesty to wonder. For who more fit than Drake to rule the thunder. He rul'd earth's thunder while he did survive. Which when he list could make great Neptune quake. Angry with Jove that any man alive Should terrify and make his kingdom shake : But when he heard it was renowned Drake, He gave to him his trident and his mace. As one more fit to rule that stormy place. 73 Spain trembled at the thunder of his name. And when tliose giants proudly did rebel. No thunder-bolt had needed but his fame. Their htiughty- minded forces for to quell j And send them by whole myriads into hell : That Charon curs'd their coming on so fast. And knew not how so many could be past. 74 The proud Tartessian Caligula fears. And hides his doating head for very horror. If but Drake's name do thunder in his ears. Skit :ffxmti^ Bralte^ 27 And lies astonish'd with an uncouth terror^ Exhaling forth his gasping breath with dolour. While Drake (our new Alcides) vanquished This Spanish Hydra's ever-growing head. 75 The Pyrenean cloudy-topped mountains. At his approach, with mists their faces veil'd. The hills shed tears, and made encrease of fountains. Still fleeting down the clifts, and never fail'd. When through the ocean waves his navy sail'd : And if clear waters in the fleet were scant, He made his foe-men's tears supply the want. 76 Oft did the surges, plough'd up by his ship. Seem to o'erwhelm the Cassiterides 3 While the Cantabrian-ocean sea-nymphs skip. Together with the fair Nereides, And all the lovely Oceani tides. Dancing about to have a sight of Drake, Or of his ship a lovely kiss to take. 77 As oft as near the Gades both he sail'd. And by Cape-Sacer's sky-topp'd promontory. Their heads, like dappers, under waves they veil'd 28 CI>e %iU anti BeaWj of ••»••►••»•.»••»<$ Th' Herculean main itself seem'd to be sorry. Grieving it should such ponderous forces carry 3 For thouijh it could bear him who bear the sky, It could not Drake, for Drake was more than he. 78 The Baleares wish'd themselves unknown. Or join'd in league unto the British main. Dreading they should by Drake be overthrown. And ravish'd from their neighbour -bordering Spain, Whose weakened powers itself could not maintain : They wish'd some God would metamorphose them To sea-nymphs, that they might be safe from him. 79 Toledo's towers and Compostella's saint Kept not Hesperia secure from dread 3 The towers declin'd, the Saint with fear was faint: Faint Saint, for fear that durst not shew his head. Dreading least greater dangers followed: Alas ! what could such fearful saints prevail, That such great Joves as Drake meant to assail ? Shit dFranci^ 3lvafee 29 80 Iberus^ river in Cantabria, Oft wish'd he had still kept him underground. His head-spring near to Juliobrica Thrice hid himself, and could no where be found. Thrice overwhelming, all the land was drowned. For hearing that the conquering Drake came by. Poor coward river knew not where to fly. 81 What profited th' Herculean Calpe now. That Titan in the occidental line, Trav'lling unto th' Antipodes below. Deign' d to salute him with his radiant shine. As to the other world he doth decline ? One means to dispossess him of his might. Who dispossessed Titan of his light. 82 Tagus, thy gold could not redeem thy fear. Nor all thy sands thy grief could countervail : Drake comes, and leads with him the gods to war. With victory displayed on his sail 5 What can thy gold and water now avail? Thy precious water shall his thirst allay. Thy gold shall serve to give his soldiers pay. 30 ^f}t %iU anU H^atf; of 83 Spain annually prepar'd a royal fleet. To sweep the seas unto the Indian coast. That coming home they might our Dragon meet. And pay him tribute at their proper cost 5 England, thou hadst the gain, and Spain the lost: Had he surviv'd, Tempe had been our land. And Thames had stream'd with Tagus' golden sand. 84 Such as the Hyperborean Dragon was. That bare th' enchanting daughter of the sun On scaled crest of triple-plated brass. When through Campania's coast he us'd to run. And ceas'd not ranging till his course were done 5 But with irrefragable force and might. Made obstant lets give way unto his flight. 85 Such was our Dragon, when he list to soar. And circuit Amphitrite's wat'ry bower 5 The rampant lion, and the tusked boar. The ravenous tiger born still to devour^ To bar him passage never had the power : Sir :ffxmm Mxa^t 31 Whole herds and hosts could never make him stay. His only sight suffic'd to make him way. 86 Forth of his nostrils burning flakes of fire As from an oven's gaping mouth, did flame. Wherewith he wasted in his raging ire All that oppos'd themselves against the samej All the sea-monsters trembled at his name : And when it pleased him progress through the sea. His fame was herald to proclaim him way. 87 O what an heavenly sight it were to view. And with the eye survey him on the main, Encount'ring with a proud Tartessian crew, The choicest martialists of war-like Spain, And swarthy Moors and Indian slavish train : Mantling all Tethy's with their argosies. With high-topt masts included in the skies. 88 Their gallies freighted full with men of war. Whose oars ploughed furrows in the swelling waves. 32 mj( 'S.iU antJ iScati) of Than tower'd whales or dol[)hins, larger far. Of size sufficient to be giants graves, Row'd with an hundred Indian captive slaves : Made glossy Nereus groan, and seem to shrink, -Who often wish'd to see their navy sink. 89 Sea-castles, which they Galeazos nam'd. Guarded, like bulwarks, all the mighty fleet, Whose masts of seven conjoined oaks were fram'd, By skilful architecture made to meet. Whose tops might seem the element to greet : Hoised aloft, their sails displayed on high. As though they meant to veil the shining sky. 90 Who so beholding from the bordering shore. Had viewed their navy floating on the main. Would swear they were no ships that Neptune bore. But woods of cedars growing on a plain. Whose tops, above the region of the rain. Were damp'd with circumfused clouds from sight, Which no transpiercing eye could ken aright. Sit dFranci0 Btafee 33 91 Neptune encircled in his watery arms His silver shining darling Albion, And in his bosom shielded her from harms. That might endanger his chief paragon. Fearing of nothing, save his lovely one : And like as Perseus kept Andromeda, So kept he her from monsters of the sea. 92 Now had our Dragon rous'd him from his cave. Against his foe-men bending forth his flight. All the sea-surges passage to him gave. Until he had his enemies in sight, 'Gainst whom he bended all his force and might : And in^ approach the adversary deem'd That all heaven's host to march against them seem'd. 93 Who so had ever seen in Arcady The Molorchean Lion, through the field Whole herds of beasts pursuing eagerly. That none escape but such as meekly yield. Until desire of prey be largely fiU'd : » At his, 2d Ed. 34 '^f)e aife anU litatj of He might have judged how our Dragon rag'd. Till full revenge his thirst had quite assuag'd. 94 On some he breath'd a fatal burning fire. That blew them up in ashes to the sky -, Others aghast, dreading his wrathful ire, Duck'd down their fearful heads immediately Under the waves, to save themselves thereby. So that their fleet invincible by fame, Christ' ning anew he gave another name. 95 As on Ulysses Circe did bestow A bladder, where the winds embowelled were. That at his pleasure he might let them blow. Or keep them in when danger did appear. So Drake about him still the winds did bear : And if misfortune forc'd some ships to fall, Jove into sea- nymphs did transform them all. 96 If fates had fram'd him in the giants age. When Terra's high descent made heaven to tremble. And Titan's brood against the gods did rage. Whose trumpets, that did thunder's noise resemble. Whole myriads of monsters did assemble : Str dFranci^ Bralte 35 ^^.,t».^..t.,t,^^i.,i Whose coal-black ensigns in the sky display 'd^ Out bearded Jove and made the gods dismay'd. 97 When Phlaegra's fields, and proud Pellene's coasts Swarmed with troops of ghastly giants bands -, Where sturdy Typhon, general of the host, Summon'd his kinsmen with the hundred hands^ To come and fight with Jupiter for lands : Under the conduct of great Briareus^ With Gyas, Caeus, and Halcyoneus. 98 Their pond'rous weight did make their mother groan. Dreading she should be pressed down to hell j Their father Titan seem'd himself to moan. As oft as from their mouths and nostrils fell, (Broad like Abyssus' gulf where devils do dwell) Forth issued mighty clouds of misty smoke. Whose dusky fogs his fiery beams did choke. 99 Ossa they pressed down with Pelion's weight. And on them both impos'd Olympus' hill; Upon whose crooked top, by strength made straight. Black pitch-d pavillions all the space did spill. The which before the subtile air did fill : 36 Tijt aife antJ HBsAtij of Which being exiled from his proper place. Wandered, and could not find a vacant space. 100 Porphyrio, Crius, and Enceladus^ With Ephialtes, and Polybotes, Pallas, Lapetus, Clytius, Eurytus, G ration, Agrius, and Argy ropes. With millions mo, as big and large as these. Followed the colours of Typhaius' bands. Swearing to batter heaven with their hands. 101 They wore no harness to defend their breast. But marched naked against their foe men's face 3 They thought their skin was armour of the best. To shield them woundless in the eager chase 5 Such was the proof thereof in every place. As scarce a thunderbolt could enter in. But was rebated with the very skin. 10^ Typhon whose ribs resembled cedar trees, A quiver full of mountains by his side Instead of darts did bear, and at his knees Two dragons heads in knotted joints were tied, Which in their mouths two fiery tongues did hide : Sbix iFcancfe Wxsikt 37 Against whose sting no plaister could prevail^ Nor Moly nor Dictamnum once could heal. 103 Instead of trumpet, Briareus did roar, And strain'd his high resounding voice aloud. Whose ugly note a bass so ghastly bore, As when amid the air some uncouth cloud Meets with another, and together croud With such a deadly sounding fearful voice. As heaven and earth do tremble at the noise. • 104 Heaven hid his head and seem'd to fly for fear, The dastard Gods betook themselves to flight. And unto Egypt forth -with made repair. Not daring to encounter them by might, But trusting more to flight than unio fight: Near unto Nilus (hoping so to 'scape) Each one of them resum'd a diverse shape. 105 Jove, like a ram, did wear both horns and wool, (A livery which of late he gave to many) Hence Ammon yet doth bear a horned scullj Juno because a cow unknown to any. To save her from the giant's tyranny: 38 'Eic mu anti 33tat]& of Men to themselves their wives enjoyed now. While he did play the sheep and she the cow. 106 Swift-footed Mercury his talars changed Into the serpent slaying Ibis wingj Venus, turn'd to a fish, the seas now ranged. Supposing that which first her life did bring. Should save her life again from perishing : Phsebe did play the cat, Phoebus the crow, Bacchus disguised like a goat did go. 107 O had victorious Drake among them then In heaven (as now he is) been deified. They needed not have dreaded mortal men. Nor, for a world of giants, have denied Their god heads, and like cowards, in caves abide: Drake should have pierc'd them with his burn- ing darts. Though all their thunder could not wound their hearts. 108 Not to a fearful ram, or feeble cow. But to a dragon Drake himself should turn 3 From whose fierce nostrils flakes of fire should flow, Skit dprancfe iiralte 39 That in a moment all their tents should burn. And headlong from their mountains overturn Their big bon'd carcases to Orcus' evils. And bid them there wage battle with the devils. 109 O where is now the cunning Tarentine Archytas, far renowned for his skill. That could arts purest quintessence refine. And in fair practique's limbeck at his will The purest juice of theorique's flow'rs distil. And by proportion geometrical. Make wooden doves to fly, and not to fall. 110 Where is that cunning man of Syracuse, The first inventor of our globes and spheres. So deeply skill'd in mathematics use. As that whole armies only one man fears. Whose skilful stratagems their might impairs : And what a thousand could not do by fight. One could atchieve by art's celestial might. Ill Such as were they, such was our worthy Drake, Whose head a storehouse was of policies. That (like his valour) forc'd his foes to quake. 40 Ti( 3l(fc anU 33cat]& of Making their hulks to caper in the skies. And quiver in the air their argosies : So by a proper sleight he knew full well To send their ships to heaven, their souls to hell. /112 Sometime, when number virtue did surprise, (As virtue sometime is surpris'd by number) His policy could soon a way devise. To fly their forces that might bring him under. And how he could escape it made them wonder : For of their Indian gold he made him wings. And (like a phoenix) safely from them flings. 113 Think how the eagle, armourer to Jove, Espying Ganymede on Ida's plains. Intended to convey him to his love. Which being noted by the Phrygian trains. And other sturdy rutters, Trojan swains. They flock together with confused cries. To rescue from the bird his lovely prize. 114 An hundred iron pointed darts they fling. An hundred stones fly whistling by his ears. Sit iFtanci^ IBralte 41 ,.i..>..»..»..»<^ An hundred deadly dinted staves they bring. Yet neither darts, nor stones, nor staves, he fears 3 But through the air his plumed crest he rears : And in derision safely 'scapes away. Presenting unto Jove his long lov'd prey. 115 So Drake (divine Eliza's champion) Seizing upon a prey of Indian gold. Meaning to ship it home to Albion, Ballasts his bark with treasures manifold. Which when the griev'd Iberians do behold. They swarm in troops to take his prize aw^ay. And to disrobe him of his gained prey. 116 A thousand hell-mouth'd cannons deadly shot, A thousand rattling muskets hail-stones fly. Yet thousand deadly cannons hurt him not. Nor thousand rattling muskets reck'neth he. But still reheats them all as eagerly j And maugre all their beards, brings home the spoil, 'Riehing Eliza, and Eliza's soil. 117 Those peerless peers, that through the world have spread 42 '^TJe Sifc anD 33eatf) of Their predecessors virtues, and their own. And both with honour have ennobeled 3 Who to nobility's chief point are grown. The sage attendants on Eliza's crown : Desir'd to venture on the foe with Drake, And with his fortunes good or ill partake. 118 When forth they march'd against their eager foe, Hope and Revenge did bear them out to war 3 Guarded with Non-perille did they go. While Bonadventure still their ensign bear. And cowardice by Dreadnought 'bandon'd farj Swift-sure their race, though swift yet alway sure, And good Fore-sight to Hope-well did allure. 119 Watchful Advise did march in equipage. Together with her sister Providence ; Relief with Aid, and Aid with high Courage, Courage was guided with Experience, And both did guide and guard their high pre- tence. Where all such worthy virtues captains were. What coward would not be a conqueror. Sbh JFtanci^ ISrafee 43 The soldiers followed eager for the fight. Known to the foe by face, not by the back. Skilful in fight, but ignorant in flight. Swift in assault, but in retiring slack -, Never returning but with foe- men's wrack : Who would not be a soldier in that band. Which, ere it fought, held victory in hand ? Art tamed Tigers made way with their paws. The Unicorn's sharp horn the foe did gore. The ravenous Bear with blood imbru'd his jaws. The Lions with their tails did hurt them sore. And cut them short for coming once a shore : And he that went out white against his foe. Returns home red, for blood imbru'd him so. A silver Greyhound led a golden Hind, Now reconciled to his utter foe : A Roe-buck, that did bear a lion's mind. Together with Diana still did go. And dreaded not her darts and murdering bow: The Phoenix in his fleet her nest did make. And Hercules himself attended Drake. 44 'Eijt Stfe anti W(M\j of 123 God's-gift he had, and God his gift did speed. No misadventure cross'd where God did guide, Wljere God did save, none other salve did need. He sped the journey, he did give the tide. He saved the fleet from foes insulting pride: How could the enterprize ill issue have, Where God himself did guide, did speed, did save } 124 Fortune herself was present in the fleet, But stood not on her tickle rolling wheel ^ Constant stability ballassed her feet. And being constant knew not how to reel. But ruled the rudder and directed the keel : How could mischance unto that ship betide. Where Fortune was the pilot and the guide ? 125 Guarded with these associates royal train. Forth marched valiant Drake to martial arms j And makes an earthquake through the coasts of Spain, When as his thund'ring drum resounds alarms. And roaring trumpets volley forth their harms : Stv dFtancijs IBiafec 45 Hope and Revenge to war conducted Drake^ And Victory and Triumph brought him back. Such were magnanimous Drake's accomplices. Not of the vulgar, base, inglorious sort, But such did follow wars as ruled in peace. Whose very names their fortunes did import: Such rare adherents did to Drake resort, As he that but their ominous names once heard, Did either vanquish'd yield, or fly afraid, 127 Neither in wars his worth was only known. Although his worth was chiefly known in wars. But all as well at home in peace was shown. In moderating public wealth's affairs. As quieting his foes tumultuous jars : And as the Laurel crown'd him conqueror. So did the Olive shew him counsellor. 128 Like as abroad with unresisted arms He tam'd his foes proud insultations, ^Even so at home with lenity he charms His jarring friends discordant passions, Rescuing the poor from proud vexations ; 46 'Srte Ei!e anD Btat^ of So all his life he made a warfare long Abroad 'gainst enemies, at home 'gainst wrong. 129 In war he strove (and striving still did gain) To vanquish all with never daunted might : In peace he sought (and seeking did obtain) All to excel in equity and right, A Justicer in peace, in war a Knight : Though hard it were for him that might take ease, Scipio to be in war, Cato in peace. 130 The mighty son of more than mighty Jove, Heaven bearing Hercules, most famoused For twelve achievements, and disaster love Of Deianira being captived. After so many monsters vanquished, Having subdu'd all monsters, saving one, (Woman) ordain'd to master him alone : 131 Heaven-honour'd poets in eternal verse. Among his many brave achievements done. As not the last, nor least act do rehearse His fair fame (though by filthy service won), 3it jfftmti^ iSraltc 47 Making th' Augaean ox-stall shine as sun 5 (Which more than thirty years uncleans'd had been) By forcing of Alpheus' river in. 132 Equal with Hercules in all save vice, Drake of his country hath deserved grace. Who by his industry and quaint devise, Enforc'd a river leave his former place^ Teaching his streams to run an uncouth race : How could a simple current him withstand. Who all the mighty ocean did command ? 133 Now Plymouth (great in nothing save renown. And therein greater far, because of Drake) Seems to disdain the title of a town. And looks that men for city should her take) So proud her patron's favour doth her make : As those whom princes patronage extoll'd. Forget themselves, and what they were of old. > 134 Her now bright face, once loathsomely defiled. He purg'd and cleansed with a wholesome river; Her whom her sister-cities late reviled. 48 '^Tj&e Etfc anD i3cat]& of Upbraiding her with uusavoury savour, Drake of this obloquy cloth now deliver : That if all poets' pens conceard his name. The waters glide should still record the same. 135 Now Fame, the queen of immortality, Summons my Muse from home achieved praise, (Abandoning all partiality, A fatal sin to poets now a days) Her leaden-winged crest aloft to raise. And soar, in famous Drake's memorial. About the compass of this earthly ball. 136 Honour enmoves her to attempt the flight. And wave her feathers, (unneath taught to fly) But faint despair doth urge her feeble might, (That durst not yet her home-bred nest out-pry) About the world to soar audaciously : Honour replies, that if she chance to fail. The brave attempt the shame shall countervail. 137 Bound on an high adventure, she intends To tell the world that all the world can tell. How all the triple earth's unbounded ends. Stt dFtanci^ IBtalte 49 And lands where no inhabitants do dwell;, Where dark obscurity still keeps his cell. Whereas the sun dares scarce appearance make. Have heard and seen the fame of famous Drake. 138 Whose heaven-affecting thoughts could not remain Confin'd within the confines of the earth, But still contended higher to attain. Since that the stars portended at his birth. His praises plenty ne'er should feel a dearth. But grow to that high exaltation. Of all the world's peregrination. 139 A Golden -Hind, led by his art and might. Bare him about the earth's sea- walled round. With unresisted Roe out running flight, While Fame (the harbinger) a trump did sound. That heaven and earth with echo's did abound ; Echo's of Drake' s high praise, praise of his name. Name royaliz'd by worth, worth rais'd by fame. 140 Heart- stealing Homer, marrow of the Muses, Chief grace of Greece, best pearl of poetry, Drowner of souls with art's overwhelming sluices. 50 ^]&c %iU antj 3Bt3itf) of Embellished with Phaebus' lunary, Deck'd with the Graces rich embroidery. Sweet honeysuckle, whence all poets sp'rits Suck the sweet honey of divine delights : 141 Cease to solemnize Anticleas' son. That famous Ithacensian rover's praise, (Who great Achilles arms from Ajax won) His hard adventures, and his weary ways. His wandering pilgrimages through the seas : His dangerous travels, and his ten years toils, Discavering new-found lands, and uncouth soils. 142 First how he bare himself ten years at Troy, And slew by skill the two Dardanian spies. How from his foes he ravished with joy. Their tall Palladium by quaint policies, (Where Priam's heart and hope and help relies;) Then, how he spent ten other years at sea. Before to Ithaca he found the way : 143 Raise forth his name out of the Odysses, Be he no more the subject of thy verse; But let thy Muse record Drake's worthiness. Sit iFvanct^ Bxeikt 51 And in Ulysses' lieu his fame rehearse. That far beyond Ulysses' fame did pierce. Searching the confines of this earthy round. And provinces, that erst were never found. 144 Tell how^ he bare the round world in a ship, A ship which round about the world he bear. Whose sail did winged Eurus' flight outstrip. Storming tempestuous Boreas' stormy dare, Descrying uncooth coasts, and countries rare, And people which no eye had ever seen. Save day's fair golden Eye, and night's bright Queen. ,. - 145 Tell how he hath escaped warily Loud-barking Sylla's ever howling dogs^ And seal'd his ears and lips up charily, 'Gainst Syrens' songs, and Circe's poison'd drugs. That metamorphose men to ugly hogs : Nor Syrens' songs, nor Circe's drugs he fears. Virtue had lock'd his lips, art seal'd his ears. 146 Tell how he passed Charybdis' whirlpool waves. Whereas two mighty roaring channels meet. 52 'El}t %iit anU B^atJ of To swallow ships, and make their womb their graves. And cause their high-top masts the gravel greet j Tell how Caphareus could not hurt his fleet : Neither the straits nor quicksands him amated. Nor waves nor winds his valour once abated. 147 Homer, tell how 5 but ah, how canst thou tell. Homer, how Drake to purchase glory wonted. Since that sweet sp'rit that in thy soul did dwell. And that sweet soul, sweet above all soul's counted. Long since to soul's sweet paradise is mounted j Where thou with Drake to saints dost sing Drake's praise. Here we bewail his loss, our deep disease. 148 O thou, so high renowned for thy art. In memorizing base achievements done. By one that bear a fearful hare's faint heart. While subtile fox's head his credit won 5 O had thy Muse once shin'd with Drake's bright sun. Or had thy golden verse his praise recounted. Homer himself had Homer far surmounted. Skit dFrattcig l^rafec 53 ..»..»..|...»..^^^4.., 149 Thy glory, Drake, would more have glorified. His travel eased thee, that eased it. In him thyself thou hadst historified. His fame would raise thy Muse, that raised it^ His name would praise thy verse, that praised it^ That after ages should a question make. Whether Drake grac'd Homer more^ or Homer Drake. 150 Mark how a civet- smelling damask rose. In laurel-leaved garland quaintly placed. Yields beauty to the bay, where best it shows. And neither by the other is defaced. But graceth that where with itself is graced : So each the other should more famous make, Drake Homer should adorn, and Homer Drake. 151 The fiery-sparkling precious chrysolite. Spangled with gold, doth most transplendent shine: The pearl grac'd by the ring, the ring by it^ The one the other's beauty doth refine. And both together beauties doth combine : 54 Zfit 3iiU anti i3eatj of The jewel decks the golden hair that wears it. Honour decks learning that with honour rears it. Valour and art are both the sons of Jove, Both brethren by the father, not the mother. Both peers without compare, both like in love. But art doth seem to be the elder brother. Because he first gave life unto the other j Who afterward gave life to him again. Thus each by other doth his life retain. 153 Art is nobility's true register. Nobility art's champion still is said -, Learning is fortitude's right calendar. And fortitude is learning's saint and aid : Thus if the balances 'twixt both be weigh'd. Honour shields learning from all injury. And learning honour from black infamy. 154 Why should Ulysses be opposed to Drake ? Drake, that Ulysses' worth excell'd so far. As Hyperion's golden chariots slack. Surmounts his silver sister's two-wheel'd car 5 Or as her planet doth the smallest star : Sir Jpcanci^ Bvafec 55 Drake did Ulysses' worth exceed so far. As sun exceeds the moon, the moon each star. 155 Ulysses was constrain'd to go to Troy, Drake unconstrain'd, except constrain'd by fame 3 Ulysses feigning fury feign would stay, A heavenly fury Drake's mind did inflame. To purchase glory to Eliza's name 5 He mad among his friends, mild with his foes 5 But Drake was mild to them, and mad with those. 156 Both left their ladies, fair, and chaste, (a wonder:) O who could leave a lady chaste and fair } But fortune for a while their loves did sunder 3 That sundered love could never love impair, Ulysses left a lady with an heir : Drake left a lady bounteous, fair, and wise. For whose sweet love the gods would leave the skies. 157 Ulysses did the innocent betray. And in extremes forsook his aged friend 3 No such defaults did ever Drake bewray : 56 'ZTj&e Eife anil i9eat6 of This difference between them both I find. Wherein great Drake Ulysses came behind 5 Ulysses Homer had to pen his story, Drake hath no Homer to emblaze his glory. 158 Envy herself is forc'd to say the truth, (And yet the truth doth envy seldom say) Since Brute train'd hither first the Trojan youth, (If ever Brute train'd hither youth of Troy) The small remainder of the Greeks destroy. Nobly descended from a virtuous line : Noble descents make virtue more divine. 159 How still the silver rocks of Albion, Lighten'd translucent lustre from the shore, (Like to the carbuncles that shine upon The fair sun's golden palace ivory door) Whose radiant splendor, and whose beauties lore, Upon the world's extremest walls reflect. Dazzling the eyes that gaze on such aspect: 160 How that their lofty minds could not be bounded Within the cancels that the world do bound j Bit dFtanci^ l^raltc 57 How that the deepest seas they search'd and sounded. Beyond all lands that ever have been found j Making the farmost seas our praise resound j And nations which not fame herself had seen. To carol England's fame, and fame's rare Queen : 161 How they have travers'd sundry foreign lands. Lands all environ'd with the swelling seas. Seas ignorant of ends, devoid of bands. Bands that might yield some harbour to their ease. Ease to refresh them in their weary ways : Lands, bands, seas, ways, their minds amated not, By lands, bands, seas, ways, they honour got. 162 Unto the confines of Assyria Honour led princely Edward, (Henry's son. The third that did the English sceptre sway) Whose brave achievements both in Acra done, And Galilee when Nazareth was won. Enrols in ancient records of renown. The tributory fame to England's crown. 58 'E\)( 2lifc anil iScat!) of 163 llich heart of lion, Richard Lion-heart, Twice match'd by name, but never in renown : Two more in Richard's title bear a part. But none, save he (that wore the English crown) The name of Lion-heart, claim'd as his own : His heart was richest, that a Lion's was. Save her rich heart, whose heart all hearts doth pass. 164 Tancred (airtrll, and all Sicilia, But most .Mc^siiui, ids great victories. The coasts of Palestine, and Syria, And Cyprus cai)tivatcd iMiiperor's eyes. Saw him attir d in triumph's jollities: And on the Pagans, in defence of Sion, His lance bear witness, that he was a Lion. 165 Clio herself (I fear) would be offended. And whip me down with laurel from her mount. If William Peregrine be not commended. If I should not that pilgrim's praise recount In verse, who did in verse so far surmount : Sbit jffxmm IDralte 59 Since thou wert that I am not;, but would be^ How can I not (sweet Poet) write of thee ? 166* Brave Long-sword in the coasts of Asia^ Display'd the ensign of the English fame -, And near Nile-bord'ring Alexandria^ Engrav'd with steeled sword fair Albion's name In characters, which valour's art did frame j Where 'gainst the Saracens (who Christ defied) He boldly dying fought, and fighting died. 167 Renowned Madocke, Prince's son of Wales, Brave Cambro britton uncontroll'djay might. Blown by successful fortune's prosperous gales. In discontentment (most victorious Knight) Left his rich princedom, left to him by right. Between his brethren in dissention : A crown 'twixt brethren breeds contention. 168 Before Columbus ere set foot in Inde, He did discover Nov' Hispania^ Before Vespucius liv'd did Madocke find The world, call'd after him America 3 He saw the famous Terra Florida : 60 'E\)e %iU anlj ©catj of Little regarding all their gain and store. Honour he gain'd, and Madocke sought no more. 169 What coast or country knows not Mandevil, His pilgrimage of tliree and thirty years, A vowed votary to honour still, Unequaliz'd by valour's chiefest peers ? Whose travels legend whosoever hears. May doubt (if men for merits sainted be) M^hich should be Alban's saint, Albane or he. 170 Courageous Cabot, brave Venetian born, Foster'd with* honour-breathing English air. Victorious Henky's name the more t' adorn. And to emblazon Troynovant the Fair, Unto the farmost climates made repair 3 And by the southern and septentrion, Measur'd the fame of famous Albion. 171 Light-less, and name-less Prima- Vista lay. Till from his eyes it borrowed name and light. Flora did never Florida array. Roses, not lilies, shew'd their shining sp'rit. Sir :ffxmm ISralte 61 Till it was ros'd and lilied with his sight: Thrice happy sight, that verdant spring com- poses. By shewing lands with lilies and with roses. 172 By Labrador's high promontory cape. Beyond the isles of Cuba, Cabot sail'd. Discovering Baccalaos' uncouth shape, The mighty silver-river not conceal' d. His tributary sands to him reveal' d 3 Nor 'sdained it to be a tributor Unto the ocean's mighty emperor. 173 Honour of England, brave Sebastian^ Mirror of Britain magnanimity. Although by birth a right Venetian, Yet for thy valour, art, and constancy. Due unto England from thy infancy : Venice, thou claim'dst his birth, England his art^ Now judge thyself which hath the better part. 174 Wyndham, although thy rash temerity. Hastening for endless gahi, gain'd hasten'd end 3 And though improvident celerity 62 Zi)( %iU anil 13m\) of Too soon accelerated death did send ; Yet since so far thy valour did extend. And death for rashness made full satisfaction. Why should not fame advance thy valorous action ? 175 When valour's fire enflam'd young Isadas, Rashly to venture battle unregarded j His rashness by a mulct corrected was. But with a crown his valour was rewarded. Because his prowess had the Sparians guarded : For if by rashness valour have got honour. We blame the rashness, but reward the valour. 176 Then WyijdhaA, though thy high-resolved thought, A Iiare4)rain'd hardiment had ill prevented ; Yet since so dear thou hast^ this rashness bought. Which at the fatal rate of death was rented^ Let envy with misfortune be contented : Hadst thou Ulysses' head to Hector's heart. The world a braver peer could not impart. * 177 With like misfortune (though unlike advice) ^ Thou hast so dear, 2d Edit. Skit dpranct^ IBvafet 63 Did fame-ennobled Willoughby intend A famous action's hapless enterprlze : Arzina saw his lamentable end^ Which her eternal winter's frost did send : Though freezing cold benumb'd his vital flame^ Heat shall not hurt, nor cold consume his fame. ITS Fortune not alway good, nor alway ill. Willing to shew her mercy with her power. Feasted on others' falls (as seem'd) her fill. Smiled with a mild aspect on Chauncelour, Making herself his daily oratour : Hereby (quoth she) the world shall know my powers, " How fortune sometime laughs as weil*^ lowers. 179 Forthwith for him a bark herself she fram'd. Enchanting it with an almighty charm 3 Which she the blissful Bon-adventure nam'd. Which wind, nor wave, nor heat, nor cold could harm. While her omnipotence the same did arm : Guiding it safely to Muscovia, Safely reducing it from Russia. 64 Zijt %iU anl> iSeatjb of 180 Bold with success, and proud on fortune's favour. Again his lofty sails he doth advance, AUur'd by silver's soul-attractive savour: But fortune (like the moon in change and chance. That never twice doth shew like countenance) At Pettislego drench'd him in the seas : Thus most she hurts, when most she seems to please. 181 O tempt not fortune, she will not be tempted. Her thunder follows when her lightning's done : Her dangers are fore-seen, but not prevented j When she doth frown, think she will smile anon ? And when she smiles, think not her frowns are gone: What doth her laughter but her lowers impor- tune? Misfortune follows him that tempteth fortune. 182 Ask the W^ingandicoa savages. They can relate of Grinvile and his deeds 3 The isles of Flores, and Azores, these Extol his valour and victorious meeds 3 Sir JFtanci^ 33talte 65 While Spain's grip'd heart fresh streams of anguish bleeds : His worth with all the world his praise made even^ But he scour'd earthy and therefore went to heaven. 183 What time out sliding thought so far could fly. As did heroic Cavendish drive his sails? The great Magores kingdom did he see. Where freezing Boreas rings his northern peals, 'Gainst whose benumbing blast no heat avails : His prowess hath been known to Mallaca, And to her neighbour-bordering Bengala. 184 Knighted by honour in deserts fair failed. Death-scorning Gilbert, chronicled by fame. To England's Monarchess did force to yield The savage land (that New-found now we name). Making wild people mild, submiss, and tame : O, were men's lives unto their praises tied ! Then, noble Gilbert, never hadst thou died. 185 But cursed fates did cross brave Chidlie's thought. 66 ^fte Htfe anti iStatJ of (O that brave thoughts by fates still cross'd should be!) Nothing but worth his hungry humour sought. Nothing but honour's nectar thirsted he. When death untimely did exact his fee : But Chidlie, that which death took from thy days, Honour shall add to thine immortal praise. 186 If searching labyrinths inextricable. By hard adventures, and ambiguous ways. To purchase glory and renown be able. And meritorious of eternal praise 5 Then Frobism£R out-lives the Sybils days: What death took from his life, this gives his name. Death hath no dart to slay deserved fame. 187 Out of the concave caverns of the earth. Her golden-oared entrails he descried. Exiling famine, poverty, and dearth. These precious bowels having once espied. Where massy gold ingorged did abide : He recompensed nature's injury. That gives earth gold, and leaves men poverty. Sbix iFtanci0 IBraltc 6? 188 Rich China, and fair Met' Incognita, Admired his valour, and extoll'd his fame 3 Cathaia, and the great America, The dangerous straits that yet do bear his name. Are monumental annals of the same : Annals, wherein posterity shall read. How fame the living salves, revives the dead. 189 Now drop my pen in ink of dreary tears, A name, of late, of laughter and of joy ! But now (O death, the agent of our fears !) A name of dolour, and of dire annoy. The sad memorial of the fates destroy 3 Hawkins, (O, now my heart, cleave thou a- sunder ! ) In naming him (me seems) I name a wonder. 190 Epitome of gods, heaven's counterfeit. Fame's pyramis, honour's imagery. High throne, wherein all virtues made their seat. True prospective of immortality. Fair mirror of celestial majesty : 68 'Eijt %iU anil Wmij of White palm, whose silver boughs enharbour'd rest, Snow-feather'd swan, and Nestor of the west. 191 Nestor in wisdom, art, and policy, Nestor in knowledge, skill, and prudency, Nestor in counsel, and in gravity, ^ Nestor in wit, foresight, and modesty, Nestor in might, and magnanimity : O would lie had (as he had Nestor's hairs) Enjoyed Nestor's age, and Nestor's years ! 192 A mortal man more than a man of late, (If mortal man more than a man may be) Since his life's calendar is out of date. Ami (U ath's new }oiir exacts his custom'd fee. No more a man nor mortal now is he: No more a man, because of death bereaven, Mortal no more, because a saint in heaven. 193 Clifford, a name that still was ominous. Prefiguring an high-resolved mind. Victorious, vent'rous, virtuous, valorous, * The second and third lines are transposed in 2d Edit. Sbit JFtancfe 19tafec 69 Eternal adjuncts to that noble kind. By Nature's secret influence assign'd : Who can deny that names are ominous ? For Clifford's name hath still been valorous. 194 O had he perish'd in his enterprize, (As did th' inventor of that brazen beast) Who first the fatal engine did devise. The dismal gun, the actor of unrest. Whose thunderbolts do pierce the strongest breast : O had he perish'd in his mother's womb. And that which gave him life, hfid been his tomb. 195 Nectar-tongued Sydney, England's Mars, and Muse, Heroic Devereux had never sent The royal blood to earth's unworthy use^ Nor Frobisher his breath at Brest had spent 5 We should not Wingfi eld's loss so much lament : Such worthies might have sav'd their vital breath, By one accursed vassal's worthy death. 196 Then might victorious Clifford yet survive. And with renown invested Bascarvill, 70 ^f)c aife anU Btatf) of Regreet fair Albion's shining shore alive 3 No Spaniard had triumphed in his ill. Nor boasted he so brave a knight did kill : If, but by one, whose worth his worth could stain. He had not been slain ! He had not been slain ! 197 Sleep you securely, O thrice blessed bones. The sacred relics of so fair a saint. In your rich tomb cnchas'd with precious stones. Till honour shall your destiny prevent. And fame revive the breath that fates have spent : And if no Homer will display your name. Accept a Cherilus to do the same. 198 Live, O live ever, ever-living spirits. Where ever live the spirits of virtuous livers. Heaven have your souls, the earth your fame in- herits 5 But when earth's massy apple turns to shivers. And fire conjoins that nature now dissevers. That holds your souls shall then your fames contain ; For earth shall end, your praise shall still remain. Sbix dFratxcfe iBvafee 71 199 What though you left your bodies far from home, And some on seas, some died on the sand. Loosing the honour of your father's tomb. Which many seek, few have, none understand; Heaven Is as near from sea, as from the land : What though your country's tomb you could not have? You sought your country's good, not country's grave. More than most blest (if more than most may be) Spirits of more than most renowned wights; But if of more than most be no degree. As much as most you are, victorious Knights, Earth's admiration, and the heaven's delights : And as in worth you were superlatives. So shall you be in fame infinitives. 201 Now is the consummation of your grief. The fates have set full period to your pain ; He, who on earth was all your heart's relief. Whose absence you in heaven itself did plain, (If plaints attach them that in heaven remain:) 72 'Ef)e HiCe anti i9cat5 of In heaven is now associate of your joy, Your glad, our grief, your pleasure, our annoy. You, whose exploits the world itself admired, Adnnire the strange exploits of peerless Drake. And you, whom neither lands nor seas have tired. Have tired your tongues, when they rehearsal make, What hard adventures he did undertake: Then if that such Atlantes are too weak. What marvel if this weight our shoulders break ? 203 O, you once matchless monarchs of the seas, But now advanced to an higher place. Invested viceroy's, and high satrapes. In that fair palace near the milken race 5 O think not that his praise doth your's deface : If he be justly prais'd, you justly graced. Your graces by his praise are not defaced. 204 What though his worth above your's is extoll'd? Yet thereby is not your's extenuated : What though your neighbour's jewels dearer sold. Than for the price whereat your gem is rated ? Sit dFvancfe Btalte 73 What thereby is your diamond abated? Wherefore to give both him and you your due, I say he was the best, the next were you. Like as some travel-tired passenger. By silent-sliding Thames rose shadow'd side, (Poor care accloyed pilgrim traveller) Sits down to view the sight-reviving slide. The wanton bubbling waters gentle glide j Smiling to see the rivers quav'ring flanks. Dally upon the daisy disappeared banks. 206- Thus while he feasteth both his eyes and ears With native music, sweeter than a man's 3 Like to a shower of silver snow, appears A flight of alabaster-feather'd swans : Whose number while his sense amazing scans. Forth with another flight his mind doth cumber. And thus doth number bring him out of number. 207 So sitting by the Tempe sunling side Of honey-dropping Aganippe's fount, I had espied (or seemed I had espied) A troop of virtues swarming down the mount ^ 74 'Efft a{fe anl) Bcatjb oC Whose number while I studied to recount, Down from the mountain ever issued more : Thus I forgot what I had told before. Higher than heaven, further than east or west. Beyond both Poles, and utmost Thules' bands. Our lofty Dragon did advance his breast, Exacting tribute of the strangest lands. Won by his words, or conquer'd by his hands : His hands and words such power impulsive bear. These tamed the wild, they made the strong to fear. A glorious splendour of a lucky star. Lightened upon liis birth a golden smile. Portending valour, and success in war, A thought which no dishonour should defile ; All cross aspects his wisdom did beguile. For whatsoever stars seem to importune. Wisdom predominates both fate and fortune. 210 The Spartans once exil'd Archilochus, The author of Lycambe's tragedy. Sit iFtanci^ 19rafec» 75 Because he said it was commodious. Rather to cast away his shield and fly. Than boldly to resist and bravely die : O, if such cowardice Drake's mind had stained. His valour never had such honour gained. 211 Look how th' industrious Bee in fragrant May, When Flora gilts the earth with golden flowers, Envelop'd in her sweet perfum'd array. Doth leave his honey lim'd delicious bowers. More richly wrought than Princes stately towers; Waving his silken wings amid the air. And to the verdant gardens make repair. 212 First falls he on a branch of sugar'd thyme. Then from the mariagold he sucks the sweet. And then the mint, and then the rose doth clime. Then on the budding rosemary doth light. Till with sweet treasure having charg'd his feet^ Late in the evening home he turns again 3 Thus profit is the guerdon of his pain ; 213 So in the May-tide of his summer-age. Valour unmov'd the mind of vent'rous Drake, 76 Zijt ISLiU anU IBe^Wj of To lay his life with winds and waves in gage. And bold and hard adventures t' undertake. Leaving his country for his country's sake : Loathing tiie life that cowardice doth stain. Preferring death, if death might honour gain, 214 At Cuba silver, at Coquimbo gold j At China cloth, and precious silks he founds Pearl at the pearled isles he did behold 5 Rich cochinealo hoarded did abound Embosom'd in Tichamachalcos' ground 5 Thus his industrious labour still did raise The public profit, jukI iiis pri\ate praise. 215 As Nilus, with his Tnundation, Upon all Egypt fertile fatness showers : Or as Euphrates on the C haldee nation. An overflowing flood of plenty pours. And graceth all the continent with flowers: So Drake his country fill'd with store and plenty. And tilling it, himself was almost empty. 216* Where, as the night can never find a place. The sun's eternal shining to assuage 5 3ix jffxmm iStafee 77 Where, as the sun durst never shew his face. For fear of icy winter's choaking rage; Nations unknown unto the antique age : There hath he been, and made eternal light. Where, but for him, had been eternal night. 217 Plung'd in the ocean of perplexities. With waves of death, and winds of black despair, Amid the Scyllas of uncertainties. With surges of sad death, and dreary fear. Which to the skies their billows oft did rear : Scorn fortune, Drake by fortune's rage was born. The more she rag'd, the more he did her scorn. 218 Where dismal dread, and agonizing death Hovers about them with their hellish wings. Still threatening to intoxicate their breath. And stop the conduits of the vital springs. That nutrimental spirits to them brings : Even as the jaws of death did valour bear him. That death himself might know Drake did not fear him. 219 Huge mountain islands of congealed ice. 78 -^rje Eifc anU i3eat!) of Floating (like Delos) on the stormy main. Could not deter him from his enterprize. Nor blooil congealing winter's freezing pain. Enforce him, coward like, turn back again : Valour in greatest danger shines most bright. As fuU-fac'd Phoebe in the darkest night. He that hath been where none but he hath been. Leaving the world behind him as he went 3 He that hath seen that none but he hath seen. Searching if any other world unkent Lay yet within the ocean's bosom pent: Even he was Drake 3 O could I say he is ! No music would revive the soul like this. He that did pass the straits of Magellane, And saw the famous island Magadore : He that unto the isle of Mayo came. Where winter yieklcth grapes in plenteous store: He that the isle of Fogo pass'd before, A second /Etna, where continual smoke Of brimstone-burning vaults, the air doth choke. 222 He that at Brava saw perpetual spring. Skit iFranci-5 IJvafec 79 Gracing the trees with never fading green. Like laurel branches ever flourishing : He that at Taurapaza's port had been : He that the rich Molucca's isles had seen : He that a new-found Albion descried^, And safely home again his bark did guide. 223 He was (O would he might have been for ever!) Victorious Drake, for more he could not be: So much he was, till destiny did dissever His soul and body, (O great cruelty!) Leaving this to the sea, that to the sky. But England, nothing, that first gave him breath: Save everlasting dolour for his death. 224 O would we still had lack'd this legacy. And heaven had been contented with his fame ! O would the seas had miss'd this treasury ! O would the earth had joy'd his living name. And England ever had enjoy'd the same ! But now the seas and heaven joy in their trea- sure. But earth's and England's woe exceeds all mea- sure. 80 Zije Xifc auD IPcatJ of 225 O heavens, why take you that which late you gave ? O seas, why hold you him that once held you? O earth, how hast thou miss'd that thou didst crave ! O England, how art thou bereft thy due ! O unto whom wilt thou for comfort sue ? To earth? why that's partaker of thy moan -. To heaven ? ah, they withhold that is £hine own ! 226 O now descend my ever mourning Muse, Down from the by-cliff of thy sister's mount; Forsake Cytheron, nor frequent the use Of th' amber weeping Pegase- hoof-made fount ; Now prune thy wings, aloft thou mayst not mount. Sigh forth the humble model of thy woe. For joy ascends, but sorrow sings below . 227 Now change thy winter-scorning laurel boughs. That made thy temples swell with mounting brain -, And with sad cypress all begirt thy brows. The dreary ensigns of ensuing pain^ Sad presentations of a tragic vein ; Sir JFtanci^ IStafee 81 In whose broad leaves spectators eyes may see The deep-grav'd characters of extacy. Now leave Parnassus' heaven-aspiring mountain^ For sad Avernus' hell-depressed plains : Leave Aganippe's honey-bubbling fountain. Whereby the Muses' chorus still remains. And to the waters warble forth their strains : Leave Aganippe for the Stygian lake. And for the fiends the Muses' songs forsake. 229 Instead of Helicon's green varnish'd grove. Walk in the silent shade of Erebus -, Instead of Ida (where the ladles strove Before the brain-sick son of Priamus) Frequent the blooming walks of Taenarus : Where sable Ebon for the springing bay. Change joy's accoutrements for griefs array. 230 Sorrow, be thou my muse, sadness my song. And death the subject that I versify, The destiny's despite, and fortune's wrong. Is that which now I must historify. In silent cell of sad melancholy : 82 Z\)t aiCe auD Bcatl) oi ^4..4..4..4..4«. My ebon pen shall pour out inky tears. That he may weep that reads, he sigh that hears. 231 Why do I crave the fiends and furies aid. To cause them weep tliat cannot choose but moan ? What need I strive to make men more dismay'd ? Why should I bid them do that all have done r Say but great Drake is dead, who will not groan ? For he that heareth that, and sheds not tears. Who will not say he nursed was of bears ? O you whose adiniuinliiie hardeu'd hearts Delight in nothing but in tragedies 3 Who sit and smile at tortur'd wretches smarts. Making your ears sweet music with their cries. Sucking the tears distilling from their cries -, Singing when all the world doth weep, save you. Applauding that which all beside do rue. 233 Come here and read (O that no eye might read it!) * The end of him whom all did love or fear : Hear what is said, (O that no tongue had said it !) His death, in whom all virtues numbered were 3 And if you this can either read or hear. Sir dFtanci^ 13rafe^ 83 Not suffering tears from iron eyes to glide j Boast you can do that none can do beside. 234 But you mild spirits that have wept out all. When first you heard, that hardly you believ'd; Fear not the sound, that have sustain'd the fall. And having borne the sore that most you griev'd. Shun not the salve whereby you are reliev'd. For having once sustain'd the bullet's wound, What need you fear the cannon's harmless sound ? 235 Then tell, my Muse, (if thou canst tell for tears) When, how, and where he died, and tell no more; This is enough, yea too much to rehearse : O would so much had not been told before. Nor should hereafter (to our grief and sore) Be truly told ! O had not fate denied That he, who ever lives, had never died ! 236 Then had not love and sorrow yet constrain'd My outcast eaglet Muse to look so high As Titan's beams, which now unneath sustain'd, Bewray unto the world with dazzled eye A base degenerate imp of poetry : 84 .... ^Je mu anil i3catD of Nor critics censure should upbraid me so. Thus to presume to fly that scarce can go. 237 But that which Jove and destiny hath done. Men may lament, but never disannul 5 And they that check me for presumption, (When love constrain'd me write, though I were dull,) Blaming presumption, must praise love at full : And easily the fault may be redressed. Where love and duty only have transgressed. 238 Now was the month that old Sex ti lis name, Chang'd by the Roman Senate's sage decree ^ And glorying so to innovate the same, To have himself new christen'd did agree. Proud that Augustus' godfather should be : While Ceres clad him in a mantle fair Of bearded corn, still quavering with the air. 239 When as a royal fleet with joyful minds, (O how mishap is nearest still to joy !) Daring their hopes and lives to sea and winds. Two trustless treasurers full of annoy. i Skit iFtanci^ IPralte 85 Did toward the western Indes their course em- ploy ; Whose guide to Drake and Hawkins was assign'd ; When they went forth, O who would stay behind ? 240 Whether to win from Spain that was not Spain's, Or to acquit us of sustained wrongs. Or intercept their Indian hoped gains. Thereby to weaken them, and make us strongs Here to discuss, to me doth not belong: Yet if grief may say truth by nature's laws, 111 was the effect, how good soe'er the cause. 241 Now are they on the seas, resolv'd to prove The mercy of a mercy-wanting wave 3 England behind them lies, their lies their love : Before them and about them air they have. And sometime foggy mists their sight bereave : Beneath them seas, above them skies they find: Seas full of waves, skies threat'ning storms and wind. 86 'Eit mu anil ISeatJ of 249 O, Neptune, never like thyself in shew. Inconstant, variable, mutable. How dost thou, Proteus-like, thy form renew ? O, whereto is thy change imputable ? O, whereunto art thou best suitable ? Rightly the moon predominateth thee. For thou art all as changeable as she. 243 Thus still ambiguous 'twixt fear and hope. Fear in the storms, and hope in calmer tide : Passing Saint Michael's promontory top. At length the Bay of Portingale they spied. Where not determining long time t' abide. Again they venture on their dangers source. And to the grand Canaries bend their course. 244 Now pass in silence, O my drooping pen, So many famous towns and ports pass'd by, Some took, some burnt, some unassaulted then. As that Port Rico, place of misery. Where (O!) great Hawkins and brave Clifford lie: Sbxx dptanci^ i3vafee 87 The taking of the city Hatch conceal^ Nor many other brave attempts reveal. 245 Only two base ignoble places tell. Famous for nothing but for death and dread : Where (O I) that which my Muse laments befell. The stages where our tragedy was play'd, Th' one Scudo, th' other Portobella said : Both to be rased out of memory. But for ;iiemorial of this tragedy. 246 O, wherefore should so many famous places. Worthy eternal memory and fame. Be here conceal'd, unworthy such disgraces. And these two should be registered by name, Though meritorious of eternal blame ? But some are sometime named to their shames. And therefore must I tell these places names ? 247 Whether of both was in the greatest fault I know not, nor I care not much to know : Far deeper passions now my mind assault : Thus much I know, (O that I knew not so!) Both jointly join'd to aggravate our woe j 88 . . . . ^i)e Eife anU iSeatJ of Since he on whom his country's hope relied. At Scudo sicken'd, at Port'bella died. 248 Accursed isle, whose life impois*ning air Intoxicates his sanctified breath ! But most accursed port, that did impair That flesh compacted of the purest earth. And made the same a sacrifice to death ! O let them languish in eternal night, That did extinguish earth's fair shining light ! 249 O let these places be earth's dismal hell, Th' inhabitants eternal tortur'd ghosts. The snaky-hair'd Furies loathsome cell. Swarming with fiends and damned spirits hosts. And palpable thick fogs infect the coasts : And be this never ending purgatory, A place of penance for Drake's woful story. 250 O soul, exhale out of thy deepest centre. The sorrow sobbing sighs of extacy: O let thy voice heaven's territories enter. Breath forth into the air's concavity. The dismal accents of thy tragedy : Sit jfxmm IBvalt^ 89 Call heaven and earth to witness of thy woe. How that thy grief doth heaven and earth o'er- flow. 251 O let our clamours to the skies repair, O let our smoak-exhaling breaths enfold A mighty cloud of sighs amid the air. Like vapours in the element enroU'd, By Sol's attractive power expelling cold : Till being dissolv'd, they shall on earth again Pour down a deluge of tear-showering rain. 25*2 Now dusky clouds have overcast the sun. That lately bright translucent splendour shed In radiant rays, that from his beams did run Into earth's eyes, with darkness dazeled. Since first these clouds his face incurtained : A dark eclipse obscures his shining light. That lately made clear day in darkest night. 253 Behold the lofty cedar's stately^ top. Whilom attir'd in summer's rich array, That in the skies his proud head did enwrap 3 Now are his green silk leaves gone to decay. 90 Z\)t Hifc antJ I3eat5 of His tufted boughs and branches fallen away : And since his nutrimental sap is perish'd, He falling breaks the trees he lately cherish'd. 254 He that the bravest champion wiis accounted. Boldly t' encounter with the proudest foe; Now from his stately courser is dismounted. And hath by death received an overthrow, Unto the world's unconsolable woe : The tournament turn'd to lamenting fears. And all the triumphs into ruthful tears. 255 A sacred temple edified to Fame, Wliere honour annually did sacrifice An lioly hecatond^e to her name. Now, levell'd with tlie eartli, everted lies: This only comfort have the votaries 3 That though the terpple thus be overblown. The sacred saint shall ne'er be overthrown. 256 The vulture anguish on my maw, Sorrow hath seized on my grieved heart, There doth he without intermission gnaw. From hence the other never can depart. Sbh Jfxmd^ ISrafee 91 But still begins^ and never ends my smart : And thus poor I, 'twixt sorrow and 'twixt an- guish. Do neither live nor die, but alway languish- es? Aye me ! what shall I do this grief t' allay ? Shall I with feigned smiles my smart conceal ? Ah, no ! like fire it will itself bewray : Or shall I sue to heaven his back repeal ? Ah, no ! such suits with heaven can ne'er prevail : What therefore shall I do this grief t' allay ? Still grieve till death take grief and life away ? 258 O death, inhous'd in hell's profundities. Now exercise on me thy tyranny. Anatomize me into atomies. Set period to my full fallen extacy. Prolong no longer this long tragedy : Q Death, some ease unto my sorrow send. For death, they say, doth grief and sorrow end. 259 What say they } Death doth grief and sorrow end ? O, how they are deceiv'd in saying so ! Death only did this grief and sorrow send : 92 ^ijt Eifc anD iScat!) of Death was the only agent of our woe : Death was our dreary, and our dismal foe : For had not death himself subdued Drake, The world beside could not him captive make. ^260 Tliis only comfort is unto us left, (O simple comfort in so great distress !) That no proud Spaniard hath his life bereft : No man may boast he caused our wretchedness. Nor triumph he subdued earth's worthiness : But only death our treasure have bereaven. And that was due to earth he gave to heaven. 261 To heaven r ah ! why is heaven covetous } Why are the gods (O pardon grief) so greedy. To ravish from the earth the precious. And leave to us th' unworthy, base, and needy? O heavens! what can our harms and losses stead ye ? Ah Jove! if thou be'st rightly termed a giver, ^Vhy dost thou take from earth that should re- lieve her ? 262 An high disdahi enrag'd the Macedon, And gall did grate against his eager breast. Sir Jfxmxi^ IBttiU 93 Dreading his father all the world had won, And measur'd with his sword from east to west. And he should languish in ignoble rest : Wherefore he often wish'd two worlds had been. One for his father, one for him to win. 263 As great as Alexander in renown^, In virtue greater far than ever he. Great Drake on nature sometime seem'd to frown. That but one world, and that all known should be ; Wherefore he sought some other world to see: Until at length to heaven he did attain. And finding heaven, scorn'd to return again. 264 As one that vows a solemn pilgrimage To some canoniz'd saint's religious shrine. Doth leave his solitary hermitage. And with a new incensed zeal divine. Unto devotion doth his mind incline : Passing the way and day in meditation. Beguiling both with holy contemplation : 265 At length with often-tired tedious race, Alway invoking saints successive aid. 94 Z\)( Sife anU Wt&t\j of Arriveth at the sanctified place, Wliere, after all his orison are said, And due oblations to his saint are paid : Ravish'd in spirit with devoted zeal. Becomes a priest, tuid will not home repeal. 266 So Drake, the pilgrim of the world, intending A vowed voyage unto honour's shrine. At length his pilgrimage in heaven had ending, Where ravish'd with the joys more than divine. That in temple of the gods do shine : There did a never-dying life renew, Biddina l);i-o i aith .iiid all the world adieu. 267 Intending for to work his country's pleasure, O cruel chance ! he wrought Ids country's pain. And minding to augment fair England's treasure, (Alas !) he drowned in the ocean main The richest treasure England did contain -, Save one rare jewel, whose rich price is such. As none can either prize, or praise too much. 268 What treasure was it then that Drake hath lost? It was not silver, silver yields to gold: Skit iFtancfe ISvafee 95 It was not gold, pearl is of greater cost : Nor pearl for precious stones are dearer sold : Yet precious stones this treasure did not hold : O no ! it was himself, more worth alone ■ "Than silver^ gold, or pearl, or precious stone. 269 O dire mischance ! O lamentable loss ! Impoverishing the riches of our isle ! O wherefore should sinister destiny cross^ And with her frown incurtain fortune's smiles? O now I see she smiles but to beguile ! O Fortune, alway to deserts unkind. That England lost, not all the world can find ! O let us lose our sight with shedding tears. And with eternal weeping lose our eyes -, Lose breath with sighs, lose mind with dreary fears 5 Lose sense with terror, and lose voice with cries. Still meditating on our miseries : Since we have found his loss, he lost his breath 3 Since we have lost his help, he found his death. 96 Tj&e Eifc anD i3cat]& of But O, why do we break our hearts with grief. And to the senseless air sigh forth our groans ? Sith all in vain, heaven's send us no relief. But stop their ears against our piteous moans: Our sighs as soon may penetrate the stones, As heaven's hard ears : O therefore do we 'plain. And therefore weep, because we weep in vain. 272 We weep in vain, because for him we weep. Since he with saints in thought surmounting joy. At Jove's great festival doth revel keep, Where neither scarcity doth him annoy. Nor loath'd satiety his mind accloy : O, since that he from us is gone to bliss» \Ve do lament our own mishap, not his. 273' The fairest plot in all th' Elysian field, By Jove's command is unto him assign'd : And heaven's eternal summer-house doth yield A paradise unto his soul refin'd. For siicred contemplation of the mind: And as of men to gods he was the nearest. So now to Jove of gods he is the dearest. Sbix :ffxmti^ IDtafee* 97 274 And if his death be rightfully respected. Some joy it hath to mitigate our woe. For that which for our country is effected. Is good, though death with these eflfects doth go. And well he dies, that dies 'gainst country's foe: Therefore though death unto him did betide, (O joyful end!) Drake for his country died. 275 Drake for his country died 3 O joyful end ! This joyful end began his country's woe : His glorious death his country did defend. And yet his death did grieve his country so. As floods of sorrow do her overflow : Well did he die that for his country died. Had not his country's death to his been tried. This end began our woe, ended our pleasure 5 This end did end our weal, began our pain ; This end began our loss, ended our treasure; This end did end our mirth, began our 'plain; This end began our grief, ended our gain : This end did end relief, began annoy; O then no joyful end, but end of joy ! 98 Z\)t Xifc anti BcatJ of 277 Spain, clap thy hands, while we our hands do wring, And while we weep, laugh thou at our dis- tress ; While we do sob and sigh, sit thou and sing 5 Smile thou, while we lament with heaviness 5 While we our grief, do thou thy joy express : Since he who made us triumph, and thee quake. Hath ceas'd to live, O most victorious Drake. 278 Proud Spain, although our dragon be bereft us. We rampant lions have enow for thee; Magnanimous Essex (heaven's delight) is left us, And, O long may tlie heaven's let him be ! Great Cumberland and Howard yet have we 3 And, O long may we have them, and enjoy These worthies to our wealth, and thine annoy. 279 These yet survive (O may they so for ever!) To make eternal thunder in thine ears With their heart-daunting names, and (like a fever) To make thee tremble all distraught with fears. Str dFtancfe iitafec 97 ••»"»">"»"K^^««»<"« ••<•• 4" 2T4 And if his death be rightfully respected^ Some joy it hath to mitigate our woe. For that which for our country is effected. Is good, though death with these effects doth go. And well he dies, that dies 'gainst country's foe: Therefore though death unto him did betide, (O joyful end !) Drake for his country died. 275 Drake for his country died 5 O joyful end ! This joyful end began his country's woe : His glorious death his country did defend, And yet his death did grieve his country so. As floods of sorrow do her overflow : Well did he die that for his country died. Had not his country's death to his been tried. 276 This end began our woe, ended our pleasure ; This end did end our weal, began our pain 3 This end began our loss, ended our treasure ; This end did end our mirth, began our 'plain j This end began our grief, ended our gain : This end did end relief, began annoys O then no joyful end, but end of joy ! 98 Zf)t mU ant) 19tat!) of 277 Spain, clap thy hands, while we our hands do wring. And while we weep, laugh thou at our dis- tress ; While we do sob and sigh, sit thou and sing 5 Smile thou, while we lament with heaviness -, While we our grief, do thou thy joy express : Since he who made us triumph, and thee quake. Hath ceas'd to live, O most victorious Drake. 278 Proud Spain, although our dragon be bereft us. We rampant lions have enow for thee; Magnanimous Essex (heaven's delight) is left us, And, O long may the heaven's let him be ! Great Cumberland and Howard yet have we; And, O long may we have them, and enjoy These worthies to our wealth, and thine annoy. 279 These yet survive (O may they so for ever I ) To make eternal thunder in thine ears With their heart-daunting names^ and (like a fever) To make thee tremble all distraught with fears. Six jftmti^ l^vafee 99 When thou th' alarum of their trumpets hears : Eliza lives^ and while Eliza reigns. One England need not fear an hundred Spain's. 280 And that dear body held in Neptune's womb;, By Jove shall be translated to the sky 5 The sea no more, heaven then shall be his tomb. Where he a new-made star eternally Shall shine transparent to spectator's eye, A fearful comet in the sight of Spain, But shall to us a radiant light remain. 281 He who alive to them a dragon was. Shall be a dragon unto them again 3 For with his death his terror shall not pass. But still amid the air he shall remain A dreadful meteor in the eye of Spain : And, as a fiery dragon, shall portend England's success, and Spain's disastrous end. 282 Known to the heavens by honour long before,' Now by the presence of th' immortal soul, O, new made saint, (for now a man no more) 100 Tie ^iU anD IBeatft o! Admit my tender infant Muse t' enrol Thy name in honour's everlasting scroll : What though thy praises cannot live by me. Yet may I hope to live by praising thee. And may thy praises live awhile by me. Though praising thus I do but stain thy praise. And I awhile may live by praising thee. Until some heavenly muse begin to raise Thy fame from grave to live eternal days : If ominous birds beguile not with their song, I augurize this shall be done e'er long. 284 Phoebus himself shall chronicle thy fame. And of a radiant sunbeam make the pen j The ink, the milk whence via lactea came, Th' empyrean heaven, the volume shall be then. To register this miracle of men : The sun and moon, the letters capital 3 The stars, the commas and the periods all. 285 Jove's silver footstool shall be library. That shall these acts and monuments contain. Sir JFcanci^ i3tafee 99- ••»..»f.»..»..»^ When thou th' alarum of their trumpets heary^. Eliza lives, and while Eliza reigns^, One England need not fear an hundred Spain's. 280 And that dear body held in Neptune's womb^ By Jove shall be translated to the sky 3 The sea no more, heaven then shall be his tomb. Where he a new-made star eternally Shall shine transparent to spectator's eye, A fearful comet in the sight of Spain, But shall to us a radiant light remain. 281 He who alive to them a dragon was. Shall be a dragon unto them again 5 For with his death his terror shall not pass. But still amid the air he shall remain A dreadful meteor in the eye of Spain : And, as a fiery dragon, shall portend England's success, and Spain's disastrous end. 282 Known to the heavens by honour long before,' Now by the presence of th* immortal soul, O, new made saint, (for now a man no more) 100 ^f)t TLiit anti BeatJ of Admit my tender infant Muse t' enrol Thy name in honour's everlasting scroll : What though thy praises cannot live by me. Yet may I hope to live by praising thee. And may thy praises live awhile by me. Though praising thus I do but stain thy praise. And I awhile may live by praising thee. Until some heavenly muse begin to raise Thy fame from grave to live eternal days : If ominous birds beguile not with their song, I augurize this shall be done e'er long. 284 Phoebus himself shall chronicle thy fame, And of a radiant sunbeam make the pen 3 The ink, the milk whence via lactea came, Th' empyrean heaven, the volume shall be then. To register this miracle of men : The sun and moon, the letters capital 5 The stars, the commas and the periods all. 285 Jove's silver footstool shall be library. That shall these acts and monuments contain. Sir iFtancijs 'Bxa'kc loi "»•.>••»••►••» •«»<"<..4"4.H.. Which that they may to after ages tarry. And as a true memorial still remain,, Eternity is th' adamantine chain . And that the heavens still on Drake's praise may look. The gods shall read, and saints peruse the book. Quis Martem tunica tectum adamantina Digne scripserit ? iFINlfS. Printed by John Warwick, At the Private Press of LEE PRIORY, Kent. Fl-LS ^