The funerals of the high and mighty Prince Henry, Prince of Wales, Duke of Cornewaile and Rothsay, Count Palatine of Chester, Earle of Carick, and late Knight of the most noble Order of the Garter VVhich noble Prince deceased at St. Iames, the sixt day of Nouember, 1612. and was most princely interred the seuenth day of December following, within the Abbey of Westminster, in the eighteenth yeere of his age.

THE FVNERALS OF THE HIGH AND MIGHTIE PRINCE HENRY , Prince of Wales , Duke of Cornewaile and Rothsay , Count Palatine of Chester , Earle of Carick , and late Knight of the most Noble Order of the GARTER . Which Noble Prince deceased at Saint IAMES , the 6. day of Nouember , 1612. and was most Princely interred the 7. of December following , within the Abbey of Westminster , in the Eighteenth yeere of his AGE .

THe body of the said PRINCE being bowelled , enbalmed and closed vp in Lead , there were foure Chambers hung with blackes , viz. the Gaurd chamber and the Presence with blacke Cloth , the Priuy Chamber with finer Cloth , and that which was his Highnes Bed-chamber , with blacke Veluet : in the middest whereof was set vp a Canopy of blacke Veluet , valanced , and fringed ; vnder which vpon Tressels the Coffin with the body of the PRINCE was placed , couered with a large pall of blacke Veluet , and adorned with Scuchions of his Armes . Vpon the head of which Cossin was layde a Cushion of blacke Veluet , and his Highnesse Cap and Coronet set thereon , as also his Robes of estate , Sword and Rod of Gould ; and so it remayned ( being daily and nightly watched ) vntill two or three dayes before his Highnesse Funerals . In which time euery day , both Morning and Euening Prayers were said in his Presence or Priuy Chamber , by his Chaplaines , and his Gentlemen and chiefe Officers attendant thereat .

Thursday before the Funeralls his Princely body was brought forth of his Bed-chamber into his priuie chamber .

Friday , it was brought into his Presence-chamber and set vnder his cloath of estate .

Satterday , the fift of December , about three of the clocke in the after-noone it was remoued into the Guard-chamber , where all his chiefe seruants and Officers being assembled , and the Officers of Armes in their Coates , the corps was solempnly carried into the Chappell of that house , and placed vnder a canopy in the middest of the Quire , the Bishop of Li●h-field red the Seruice , and the Gentlemen of the Kings Chappell , with the children thereof , sung diuers excellent Antheams , together with the Organs , and other winde instruments , which likewise was performed the day following , being Sunday .

Munday , the 7. of December , ( the Funerall day ) the representation was layd vpon the Corps , and both together put into an open Chariot , and so proceeded as followeth :

Pooremen , in gownes , to the number of 140.

About 300. Gentlemens seruants . Esquires seruants . Knights seruants . Baronets seruants . Barons sonnes seruants . Viscount sonnes seruants . E●rles sonnes seruants .

Two Drummes and a Fife , their Drummes couered with blacke cloth , and Scuchions of the Prince his Armes therevpon .

Portesmou●h , Pursuiuant of Armes .

The great Standard of Prince HENRY , being a Lyon crowned , standing on a Chappeau , borne by Sir Iohn Win , KNIGHT and Baronet , the Motto therein , Fax mentis honestae gloria .

About 306. Prince HENRY his Houshold Seruants , according to their seuerall Offices and Degrees : with Trades-men and Artificers that belonged vnto his Highnesse .

Trumpets .

The Coronet of the Prince , being the three Feathers in a Crownet , with his Motto ; Iuuat ire per altum ; borne by Sir Roger Dallison , Knight and Baronet .

About 360. Barons seruants ▪ Viscounts seruants . Earles seruants : as well English as Strangers . The Duke of 〈◊〉 his seruants . The Lord Chauncellors seruants . Count Henry de Nassa● his seruants .

Trumpets .

A Banner of th' Earledome of Carick , borne by Sir Dauid Fowles .

A Horse led by a Quirry of the Stable ; the Horse was couered with blacke cloath , and armed with Scuchions of that Earledome , hauing his Cheiffron and Plumes .

About 80. Archbishops seruants . Prince Palatine his seruants . Prince Charles his seruants .

Blew-mantle 〈◊〉 of ●●mes .

A Banner of the Earledome of Chester , borne by the Lord Howard of Effingham .

A Horse led by a Qui●ry of the Stable ▪ couered with blacke cloath , and armed with Scuchions of that Earledome , his Cheiffron and Plumes .

About 40. Faulconer and Huntsmen ▪ Clearkes of the workes . Clearkes of the Poultry . Clearkes of the 〈◊〉 Clearkes of the Larder . Clearkes of the Spicary . Clearkes of the Kitchen . Clearkes of the 〈◊〉 Clearkes of the 〈◊〉 Clearkes of the 〈◊〉 Clearkes of the Wardrobe . Mr. of the Workes . Pay Mr. And Cleark● Comptroller . About 60. Seriants of the Vestry . Children of the Chappell . Gentlemen of the Chappell in rich Copes . Musitians . Apothecaries and Surgions . 6. Doctors of Physicke . 24. The Princes Chapleyns .

Portcullis Pursuyuant of Armes .

A Banner of the Dukedome of Rothsay , borne by the Lord Bruse , Baron of Kinlosse .

A Horse led by a Quirry of the Stable , couered with blacke cloath , armed with Scuchions of that Dukedome , his Cheiffron and Plumes .

About 80. Pages of the Chamber . Gentlemen , the Princes seruants extraordinary . The Princes Solicitor , and Counsell at Law . Groome Porter . Gentlemen Vshers , quarter Waiters . Groomes of the Priuy-Chamber extraordinary . Groomes of the Priuy-Chamber in ordinary . Groomes of the Bed-chamber . Pages of the Bed-chamber , and the Princes owne Page .

Rouge-Dragon Pursuyuant .

A Banner of the Dukedome of Cornewall , borne by the Lord Clifford .

A Horse led by Mr. Henry Alexander , couered with blacke cloath , armed with Scuchions of that Dukedome , his Cheiffron and Plumes .

About 146. Count Henrickes Gentlemen . Count Palatines Gentlemen , viz. viz. Mounsieur Eltz. Mouns. Helmstadt . Mouns. Colbe . Mouns. Benefer . Mouns. Adolshein . Mouns. Nenzkin . Mouns. Walbron . Mouns. Waldgraue . Mouns. Factes . Mouns. Carden . Mouns. Berlinger . Mouns. Grorode . Mouns. Cawlt . Mouns. Stensels . Mouns. Ridzell . Mouns. Helinger . Mouns. Henbell . Mouns. Auckensten . Mouns. Gellu . Mouns. Wallyn● . Mouns. Pellinger . Mouns. Berlipps . Mouns. Shott . Mouns. Weldensten . Mouns. Crotlesemere . Mouns. Leuinsten . Mouns. Dathenes . Mouns. Colbe . Scultetez . Mouns. Rampf . Mouns. Dawnsier . Mouns. Maier . Mouns. Wanebach .

Prince Charles his Gentlemen .

Gentlemen of Prince Henries Priuy-Chamber extraordinary .

Knights and Gentlemen of his Highnesse Priuy-Chamber in ordinary , and of his Bed-Chamber , with 〈◊〉 , 〈◊〉 , and Cupbearers .

The Prince his Secretary .

The Prince his Thresorer of his Houshold . The Thresorer of his Reuenewes , and the Comptroller of his Houshould together , bearing their white stan●● .

Rong-croix Pursuyuant of Armes .

A Banner of the Princes Principalitie of Scotland , with a Labell , borne by the Viscount Fenton .

A Horse led by Sir Sigismond Alexander , couered with blacke cloath , armed with Scuchions of that Kingdome , his Cheiffron and Plumes .

Baronets . Barons yonger sonnes .

Sir Edward Phillips , Mr. of the Roles , being the Prince his Chaunceller , going alone .

Knights Priuy Councellors to the KING : viz.

Sir Iohn Herbart , Secretary . Sir Iulius Cesar Chaunceller of the Exchequer . Sir Thomas Parry , Chaunceller of the Duchie of Lancaster .

Barons eldest sonnes .

Three Trumpets .

Lancaster Herauld .

A Banner of England , France , and Ireland , quartered with Wales , borne by the Viscount Lisle .

A Horse led by Sir William Webb , Knight , couered with blacke cloath , cloath , his Cheiffron and Plumes .

Earles yonger sonnes . Viscounts eldest sonnes .

Barons of Scotland .

BaronsofEngland:viz. Lord Kneuit . Lord Candish . Lord Arundell of Wardor . Lord Carewe . Lord Stanhop . Lord Denny . Lord Spencer . Lord Garrard . Lord Danvers . Lord Harington . Lord Peters . Lord Russell . Lord Wotton . Lord Knowles . Lord Norris . Lord Campton . Lord Hunsden . Lord Chandos . Lord Northe . Lord Darcy of Chich. Lord Sheffeild . Lord Rich. Lord Wharton . Lord Evers . Lord Wentworth . Lord Windesor . Lord Mounteagle . Lord Dudley . Lord Stafford . Lord Dacres . Lord Morley . Lord Laware .

Bishops 5. The Bishop of Rochester . The Bishop of Couentry and Lichfield . The Bishop of Ely . The Bishop of Oxford . The Bishop of London .

The Earle of Excester .

The Prince his Chamberlayne , Sir Thomas Chaloner , alone , bearing his white staffe .

The Lord Chancellor , and Count Henricke .

The Archbishop of Canterbury : Preacher .

The great Embrodered Banner of the Vnion , borne by the Earles of Montgomery and Argyle .

A Horse led , called Le Cheual de deul , couered with blacke Veluet , and ledde by a chiefe Quirry . Monsieur Sant Antoin .

The Prince his Hachments of HONOVR , caried by Officers of Armes , viz. The Spurres , by Windsor . The Gauntlets , by Somerset . The Helme and Crest , by Richmond . The Targe , by Yorke . The Sword , by Norroy , King of Armes .

The Coat , by Clarencieux , King of Armes .

Three Gentlemen Vshers to the Prince , bearing their wands .

The Corps of the Prince , lying in an open Chariot , with the Princes representation thereon , inuested with his Robes of estate of Purple Veluet , furred with Ermines , his Highnesse Cap and Coronet on his head , and his Rod of Gould in his hand , and at his feet , within the said Chariot , sat Sir Dauid Murrey , the Master of his Wardrobe .

The Chariot was couered with blacke Veluet , set with Plumes of blacke feathers , and drawne by sixe Horses couered , and Armed with Scuchions , hauing their Cheiffrons and Plumes .

A Canopy of blacke Veluet borne ouer the representation by sixe Baronets .

Tenne Bannerols , borne about the body by ten Baronets .

Sir Moyle Finch . Sir Thomas Mounson . Sir Iohn Wentworth . Sir Henry Sauile . Sir Thomas Brewdnell . Sir Anthony Cope . Sir George Gresley . Sir Robert Cotten . Sir Lewis Tresham . Sir Phillip Tiruit .

Foure Assistants to the Corps , that bore vp the corners of the Pall. viz.

1 The Lord Zouch . 2 The Lord Abergaueny . 3 The Lord Burghley . 4 The Lord Walden .

William Seger , Garter , Principall King of Armes , betweene the Gentleman-Viher of Prince Charles , and the Gentleman-Vsher of the Prince Palatine .

Prince CHARLES chiefe Mourner , supported by the Lord Priuy-Seale , and the Duke of Lenox .

His Highnesse Traine was borne by the Lord Dawbney , Brother to the Duke of Lenox .

Then followed the Prince Elector , FREDERICK , Count Palatine of the Rh●in .

His Highnesse Traine was borne by Mounsieur Shamburgh .

Twelue Earles Assistants to the chiefe Mourner , viz.

Earle of Nottingham . Earle of Shrewsbury . Earle of Rutland . Earle of Southampton . Earle of Hartford . Earle of Dorset . Earle of Suffolke . Earle of Worcester . Earle of Sussex . Earle of Pembroke . Earle of Essex . Earle of 〈◊〉 .

Earles strangers , attendants on Count Palatine ,

Count Wigensten . Count Lewis de Nassau . Count Leuingsten . Count Hodenlo . Count Ringraue . Count Erback . Count Nassaw . Scarburg . Count Le Hanow , Iunior . Pages . Count Is●bersh . Count ●olmes . Count Zerottin .

The Horse of Estate , led by Sir Robert Dowglas , Maister of the Princes Horse .

The Palzgreaues Priuy-Counsellors , viz.

The Count of Solmes . Mounsieur Shouburgh . Mounsieur de Pleshau . Mounsieur Helmestedt . Mouns. Shouburgh , Iunior . Mouns. Landshat .

Officers and Groomes of Prince Henries stable . The Guard .

The Knight Marshall , and twenty seruants that kept order in the proceeding .

Diuers Knights and Gentlemen , the Kings seruants that came in voluntary in blacks . So that the whole number amounted to 2000. or thereabout .

FINIS .

AN EPICED , OR Funerall Song : On the most disastrous Death , of the High-borne Prince of Men , HENRY Prince of WALES , &c. IF euer aduerse Influence enui'd The glory of our Lands , or tooke a pride To trample on our height ; or in the Eye Strooke all the pomp of Principalitie , Now it hath done so ; Oh , if euer Heauen Made with the earth his angry reckening euen , Now it hath done so . Euer , euer be Admir'd , and fear'd , that Triple Maiestie Whose finger could so easily sticke a Fate , Twixt least Felicity , and greatest state ; Such , as should melt our shore into a Sea , And dry our Ocean with Calamitie . Heauen open'd , and but show'd him to our eies , Then shut againe , and show'd our Miseries . O God , to what end are thy Graces giuen ? Expostulatio ● perturbatione . Onely to show the world , Men fit for Heauen , Then rauish them , as if too good for Earth ? We know , the most exempt in wealth , power , Birth , Or any other blessing ; should employ ( As to their chiefe end ) all things they enioy , To make them fit for Heauen ; and not pursue With hearty appetite , the damned crue Of meerely sensuall and earth ye pleasures ? But when one hath done so ; shal strait the tresures Digg'd to , in those deeps , be consum'd by death ? Shall not the rest , that error swalloweth , Be , by the Patterne of that Master-peece , Help't to instruct their erring faculties ? When , without cleare example ; euen the best ( That cannot put by knowledge to the Test what they are taught ) serue like the worst in field ? Is power to force , who will not freely yield , ( Being great assistant , to diuine example ) As vaine a Pillar to thy Manly Temple ? when ( without perfect knowledge , which scarce one Of many kingdoms reach ) no other stone Man hath to build one corner of thy Phane , Saue one of these ? But when the desperate wane Potentia expers sapi entiae quo maior est , eo perniciosior : sapientia procul à potentia manca videtur . Pla Of power , and of example to all good , So spent is , that one cannot turne the flood , Of goodnes , gainst her ebbe ; but both must plie , And be at full to ; or her streame will drie ; Where shall they meete againe , now he is gone Where both went foot by foot ; & both were one ? One that in hope , tooke vp to toplesse height All his great Ancestors ; his one saile , freight With all , all Princes treasures ; he like one Of no importance ; no way built vpon , Vanisht without the end , for which he had Such matchlesse vertues , & was God-like made ? Haue thy best workes no better cause t' expresse Themselues like men , and thy true Images ? To toile in vertues study , to sustaine ( with comfort for her ) want , & shame , & paine ; No nobler end in this life , then a death Timeles , and wretched , wrought with lesse then breath ? And nothing solide , worthy of our soules ? Nothing that Reason , more then Sense extols ! Nothing that may in perfect iudgement be A fit foote for our Crowne eternitie ? All which , thou seem'st to tell vs , in this one Killing discomfort ; apt to make our mone Conclude gainst all things , serious and good ; our selues , not thy forms , but Chymaeras brood . Chymaera , a monster , hauing his head and brest like a Lyon ; his belly like a Got● ; and taile like ● Dragon . Now Princes , dare ye boast your vig'rous states That Fortunes breath thus builds and ruinates ? Exalt your spirits ? trust in flowry youth ? Giue reynes to pleasure ? all your humors sooth ? Licence in rapine ? Powers exempt from lawes ? Contempt of all things , but your own applause ? And think your swindge to any tyranny giuen , Will stretch as broad , & last as long as heauen ; when he that curb'd with vertues hand his powre his youth with continence ; his sweet with sowre Boldnes with pious feare ; his pallats height Applied to health , and not to appetite ; Felt timeles sicknes charge ; state , power to flie , And glutted Death with all his crueltie . Partiall deuourer euer of the best , To Death . With headlong rapture , sparing long the rest Could not the precious teares his Father shed , ( That are with Kingdomes to be ransomed ? ) His Bleeding prayer , vpon his knees t' implore , The Prayer of the King in the Princes sickne● That if for any sinne of his , Heauen tore From his most Royall body that chiefe Limme , It might be ransom'd , for the rest of Him ? Could not the sacred eies thou didst prophane In his great Mothers teares ? The spightful bane Thou pour'dst vpon the cheeks of al the Graces In his more gracious Sisters ? The defaces ( with all the Furies ouer-flowing Galles ) Cursedly fronting her neere Nuptials ? Could not , O could not , the Almighty ruth Of all these force thee to forbeare the youth Of our Incomparable Prince of Men ? whose Age had made thy Iron Forcke his Pen , T'eternise what it now doth murder meerely ; And shal haue from my soule , my curses yerely . Tyrant , what knew'st thou , but the barbarous wound Thou gau'st the son , the Father might confound ? Both liu'd so mixtly , and were ioyntly One , Spirit to spirit cleft . The Humor bred In one heart , straight was with the other fed ; The bloud of one , the others heart did fire ; The heart and humour , were the Sonne & Sire ; The heart yet , void of humors slender'st part , May easier liue , then humour without heart ; The Riuer needes the helpfull fountaine euer , More then the Fountaine , the supplyed Riuer . As th Iron then , when it hath once put on Sim l. The Magnets qualitie , to the vertuous Stone Is euer drawne , and not the stone to it : So may the heauens , the sonnes Fate , not admit Apodesis . To draw the Fathers , till a hundred yeeres Haue drown'd that Issue to him in our teares . Blest yet , and sacred shall thy memory be , Reditio ad Principem . O-nothing-lesse-then-mortall Deitie . Thy Graces , like the Sunne , to all men giuing ; Fatall to thee in death , but kill me liuing . Now , as inuerted , like th Antipodes , The world ( in all things of desert to please ) Is falne on vs , with thee : thy ruines lye On our burst bosomes , as if from the skye The Day-star , greater then the world were driuen Suncke to the Earth , and left a hole in Heauen ; throgh which , a secod deluge now poures down On our poore Earth ; in which are ouer-flowne met The seeds of all the sacred Vertues , set In his Spring-Court ; where all the prime spirits Of all our Kingdomes ; as if from the death , Those that came to the Princes seruice seem'd ( compared with the places they leu'd in before ) to the from death to the fields of life , in tending the best part of yong and noble Gentlemen . That in men liuing ; basenes and rapine sheath , Where they before liu'd , they vnwares were come Into a free , and fresh Elisitum ; Casting regenerate , and refined eyes On him that rais'd them from their graues of vice , Digg'd in their old grounds , to spring fresh on those That his diuine Ideas did propose , First to himselfe ; & then would forme in them . Who did not thirst to plant his sonne neer him as neer the Thames their houses ? what one worth Was there in all our world , that set not forth All his deserts , to Pilgrime to his fauors , With all deuotion , offering all his labors ? And how the wilde Bore , Barbarisme , now will roote these Quick-sets vp ? what hearb shall grow , that is not sown in his inhumane tracts ? No thought of good shall spring , but many acts Will crop , or blast , or blow it vp : and see The parting of the Princes Seruants . How left to this , the mournfull Familie , Muffled in black clouds , full of teares are driuen With stormes about the relickes of this Heauen ; Retiring from the world , like Corses , herst Home to their graues , a hundred waies disperst . O that this court-schoole ; this Olimpus meerly , The Princes house an Olimpus , where all contention of vertues were practised . Where two-fold Man was practisde ; should so early Dissolue the celebration purpos'd there , Of all Heroique parts , when farre and neere , All were resolu'd t' admire , None to contend , When , in the place of all , one wretched end Will take vp all endeauours ; Harpye Gaine , Pandare to Gote , Ambition ; goulden Chaine Non Homeri Aurea Restis To true mans freedome ; not from heau'n let fal To draw men vp ; But shot from Hell to hale All men , as bondslaues , to his Turckish den , For Toades , and Adders , far more fit then men . His house had well his surname from a Saint , Saint Iames his house . All things so sacred , did so liuely paint Their pious figures in it : And as well His other house , did in his Name fore-tell Richmond . what it should harbour ; a rich world of parts Bonfire-like kindling , the still-feasted Arts , which now on bridles bite , and puft Contempt Spurres to Despaire , from all fit foode exempt . O what a frame of Good , in all hopes rais'd Came tumbling downe with him ! as when was seisde By Grecian furie , famous Jlion , Whose fall , still rings out his Confusion . What Triumphs , scatterd at his feete , lye smoking ! Banquets that will not downe ; their cherers choking , Fields fought , and hidden now , with future slaughter , Furies sit frowning , where late fat sweet laughter , The actiue lying maim'd , the healthfull crasde ? All round about his Herse ? And how amaz'd The change of things stands ! how astonishtioy Wonders he euer was ? yet euery Toy Quits this graue losse : Rainbowes no sooner taint Thinne dewye vapors , which oppos'd beames paint Round in an instant , ( at which children stare And slight the Sunne , that makes them circular And so disparent ) then mere gawds peirce men , Slighting the graue , like fooles , and children . So courtly nere plagues , sooth and stupefie And with such paine , men leaue selfe flatterie . Of which , to see him free ( who stood no lesse The Prince not to be wrought on by flattery . Then a full siege of such ) who can expresse His most direct infusion from aboue , Farre from the humorous seede of mortal loue ? He knew , that Iustice simply vsd , was best , His knowledge and wisdome . Made princes most secure , most lou'd , most blest No Artezan ; No Scholler ; could pretend , No Statesman ; No Diuine ; for his owne end Anything to him , but he would descend The depth of any right belong'd to it , Where they could merit , or himselfe should quit . He would not trust , with what himselfe concern'd , Any in any kinde ; but euer learn'd The grounds of what he built on : Nothing lies Any man is capable of his own fit course and office in any thing . In mans fit course , that his own knowledge flies Eyther direct , or circumstantiall . O what are Princes then , that neuer call Their actions to account , but flatterers trust To make their triall , if vniust or iust ? Flatterers are houshold theeues , traitors by law , Apostrophe . Men grow so vgly by trusting flattery with their informations , that when they see themselues truely , by casting their eyes inward , they cast themselues away with their owne lothing . that rob kings honors , & their soules-bloud draw ; Diseases , that keep nourishment from their food . And as to know himselfe , is mans chiefe good , So that which intercepts that supreame skill , ( which Flattery is ) is the supreamest ill : Whose lookes will breede the Basilisk in kings eyes , That by reflexion of his sight , dyes . * * Simb● . And as a Nurse lab'ring a wayward Childe , Day , and night watching it , like an offspring wilde ; Talkes infinitely idly to it still ; Sings with a standing throate , to worse from ill ; Lord-blesses it ; beares with his pewks and cryes ; And to giue it a long lifes miseries , Sweetens his food , rocks , kisses , sings againe ; Plyes it with rattles , and all obiects vaine : So Flatterers , with as seruile childish things , Obserue , & sooth the waiward moods of kings ; So kings , that flatterers loue , had neede to haue as nurse-like councellors , & contemn the graue ; Themselues as wayward , and as noisome too ; Full as vntuneable in all they doe , As poore sicke Infants ; euer breeding Teeth In all their humours , that be worse then Death . How wise then was our Prince that hated these , and wold with nought but truth his humor plese Nor would hee giue a place , but where hee saw One that could vse it ; and become a Law Both to his fortunes , and his Princes Honor. . Who wold giue fortune noght she took vpon her , Not giue but to desert ; nor take a chance , That might not iustly , his wisht ends aduance . His Good he ioyn'd with Equitie and Truth ; Wisedome in yeeres , crown'd his ripe head in youth ; His heart wore all the folds of Policie , Yet went as naked as Simplicitie . Knew good and ill ; but onely good did loue ; In him the Serpent did embrace the Doue . Hee was not curious to sound all the streame Of others acts , yet kept his owne from them : " He whose most darke deeds dare not stand the light , " Begot was of imposture and the night . " Who surer then a Man , doth ends secure ; " Eyther a God is , or a Diuell sure . The President of men , whom ( as men can ) All men should imitate , was God and Man . In these eleere deepes our Prince fish't troubl'd streams of bloud & vantage challenge diadems . In summe , ( knot-like ) hee was together put , That no man could dissolue , and so was cut , But we shal see our foule-mouth'd factions spite ( Markt , witch-like , with one blacke eie , th' other Ope , & oppose against this spotlesse sun ; ( white ) Such , heauen strike blinder than th' eclipsed moon Twixt whom and noblesse , or humanities truth , As much dull earth lies , and as little ruth , ( Should all things sacred perish ) as there lyes Twixt Phaebe , and the Light-fount of the skies , In her most darke delinquence : vermine right , That prey in darknesse , and abhorre the light ; Liue by the spoile of vertue ; are not well But when they heare news , from their father hell Of some blacke mischiefe ; neuer do good deed , But where it does much harme , or hath no need . What shall become of vertues far-short traine , when thou their head art reacht , high Prince of men ? O that thy life could haue disperst deaths stormes , To giue faire act to those Heroique formes , with which al good rules had enricht thy mind , Preparing for affayres of euery kinde ; Peace being but a pause to brearhe fierce warre ; No warrant dormant , to neglect his Starre ; The licence sence hath , is t' informe the soule ; Not to suppresse her , and our lusts extoll ; This life in all things , to enioy the next ; Of which lawes , thy youth , both contain'd the text And the contents ; ah , that thy grey-ripe yeeres Had made of all , Caesarean Commentares , ( More then can now be thought ) in fact t'enroule ; And make blacke Faction blush away her soule . That , as a Temple , built when Pietie Simil. Did to diuine ends offer specially , What men enjoy'd ; that wondrous state exprest , Strange Art , strange cost ; yet who had interest In all the frame of it ; and saw those dayes , Admir'd but little ; and as little praise Gaue to the goodly Fabricke : but when men , That liue whole Ages after , view it , then , They gaze , and wonder ; and the longer time It stands , the more it glorifies his prime ; Growes fresh in honor , and the age doth shame That in such Monuments neglect such fame ; So had thy sacred Frame beene rais'd to height , Forme , fulnesse , ornament : the more the light Had giuen it view , the more had Men admir'd ; And tho men now are scarce to warmnesse fir'd With loue of thee ; but rather colde and dead To all sense of the grace they forfeited In thy neglect , and losse ; yet after-ages Would be inflam'd , and put on holy rages with thy inspiring vertues ; cursing those Whose breaths dare blast thus , in the bud , the Rose . But thou ( woe's me ) art blown vp before blowne , And as the ruines of some famous Towne , Show here a Temple stood ; a Pallace , here ; A Cytadell , an Amphitheater ; Of which ( ahlas ) some broken Arches , still ( Pillars , or Columnsrac't ; which Art did fill With all her riches and Diuinitie ) Retaine their great , and worthy memory : So of our Princes state , I nought rehearse But show his ruines , bleeding in my verse . What poison'd Ast'risme , may his death accuse ? Tell thy astonisht Prophet ( deathles Muse ) And make my starres therein , the more aduerse , The more aduance , with sacred rage my Verse , And so adorne my dearest Fautors Herse . That all the wits prophane , of these bold times May feare to spend the spawne of their rancke rymes On any touch of him , that shold be sung To eares diuine , and aske an Angels tongue . With this it thundred ; and a lightning show'd Where she sate writing in a sable cloud ; A Penne so hard and sharpe exprest her plight , It bit through Flint ; and did in Diamant write ; Her words , she sung , and laid out such a brest , As melted Heauen , and vext the very blest . In which she cal'd all worlds to her complaints , Muse lachrim● And how our losse grew , thus with teares shee paints : The cause and man●● 〈◊〉〈◊〉〈◊〉 Hear earth & heauen ( & you that haue no eares ) Hell , and the hearts of tyrants , heare my teares Thus Brittaine Henry tooke his timelesse end ; When his great Father did so far transcend All other Kings ; and that he had a Sonne In all his Fathers gifts , so farre begunne , As added to Fames Pynions , double wings ; And ( as braue riuers , broken from their springs , The further off , grow greater , and disdaine To spread a narrower current then the Maine ) Had drawne in all deserts such ample Spheares , As Hope yet neuer turn'd about his yeeres . All other Princes with his parts comparing ; Like all Heauens pettie Luminaries faring , To radiant Lucifer , the dayes first borne ) It hurld a fire red as a threatning Morne Rha●●sia ( Goddesse of reuenge , and taken for Fortune ) in enuy of our Prince , excited Feuer against him . On fiery Rhamnusias , and sulphurous spight , who turn'd the sterne orbs of her ghastly sight , About each corner of her vaste Command , And ( in the turning of her bloudy hand ) Sought how to ruine endlesly our Hope , And set to all mishap all entries ope . The Feuer the Prince died on ( by Pros●pop●●a ) d●scribed by her effects & circumstances . And see how ready meanes to mischiefe are ; She saw , fast by , the bloud-affecting Feuer , ( Euen when th' Autumnal-starre began t' expire ) Gathering in vapours thinne , Ethereall fire : Of which , her venomde finger did jmpart To our braue Princes fount of heat , the heart ; A praeternaturall heat ; which through the vaines And Arteries , by 'th blood and spirits meanes Diffus'd about the body , and jnflam'd , Begat a Feuor to be neuer nam'd . And now this loather of the louely Light , ( Begot of Erebus , and vglie Night ) Mounted in hast , her new , and noysefull Carre , Whose wheeles had beam-spokes from th' Hungarian star ; And all the other frame , and freight ; from thence The Fever the Prince dyed off , is observ'd by our Moderne Phisitions to bee begun in Hunga●e . Deriu'd their rude and ruthlesse jnfluence . Vp to her left side , lept jnfernall Death His head hid in a cloud of sensuall breath ; By ●er sat furious Anguish , Pale Despight ; Murmure , and Sorrow , and possest Affright ; Yellow Corruption , Marow-eating Care ; Languor , chill Trembling , fits Irregulare ; Inconstant Collor , feeble voyc't Complaint ; Relentles Rigor , and Confusion faint ; Frantick Distemper ; & Hare-eyd vnrest ; Out of the property of the Ha●e that never shuts her ●yes sleeping . And short-breath'd Thirst , with th' euer-burning breast A wreath of Adders bound her trenched Browes ; Where Torment Ambusht lay with all her throws Marmarian Lyons , frindg'd with flaming Manes , Marmar●cae Leone . , of Marmar●a a Re●ion in 〈◊〉 where the 〈◊〉 Lyons are bred ; with which Feuer is supposd to bee drawn , for their excesse of he●t & violence , part of the effects of this Feuer . The properties of the Feuer in these effects . Drew this grym furie , and her brood of Banes , Their hearts of glowing Coles , murmurd , & ror'd , To beare her crook't yokes , and her Banes abhord , To their deare Prince , that bore them in his Armes , And should not suffer , for his Good , their Harmes ; Then from Hels burning whirlepit vp she hallde , The horrid Monster fierce Echidna calde ; That from her Stigian Iawes , doth vomit ever , Quitture , and Venome , yet is empty neuer : Then burnt her bloudshot eyes , her Temples yet Were cold as Ice , her Necke all drownd in sw●t : Palenes spred all her breast , her lifes heat stung : The Minds Interpreter , her scorched tongue , Flowd with blew poison : from her yawning Mouth Rhumes fell like spouts fild from the stormy South : Which being corrupt , the hewe of Saffron tooke , A feruent Vapor , all her body shooke : From whence , her Vexed Spirits , a noysome smell , Expyr'd in fumes that lookt as blacke as Hell . A ceaseles Torrent did her Nosthrils steepe , Her witherd Entrailes tooke no rest , No sleepe : Her swoln throte ratl'd , warmd with lifes last spark And in her salt jaw●s , painfull Cought did barke : Herteeth were staind with Rust , her sluttish hand Shee held out reeking like a New-quencht Brand : Arm'd with crook'd Tallons like the horned Moone , All Cheere , all Ease , all Hope with her was gone : In her left hand a quenchles fire did glow , And in her Right Palme freez'd Sithonian Snow : The ancient Romanes did a Temple build To her , as whome a Deitie they held : So hyd , and farre from cure of Man shee flyes , In whose Lifes Power she mater the Deities . When fell Rhamnusia saw this Monster nere , ( Her steele Heart sharpning ) thus she spake to her : Rhamnus●● excitat●ō of fe●e● Seest thou this Prince ( great Maid & seed of Night ) Whose ●rows cast beams about them , like the Light : Who joyes securely in all present State , Nor dreams what Fortune is , or future Fate : At whome , with fingers , and with fixed eyes All Kingdomes Point , and Looke , and Sacrifice : Could be content to giue him : Templ●s rayse To his Expectance , and Vnbounded Praise : His Now-rip . S●irits , and Valor doth de●pise , Sicknesse , and Sword , that giue our Godheads Prise : His worth contracts the worlds , in his sole Hope , Religion , Vertue , Conquest haue no scope : But his Indowments ; At him , at him , flie ; More swift , and timelesse , more the Deitie ; His Sommer , Winter with the jellid flakes ; His pure Life , poyson , sting out with thy Snakes ; This is a worke will Fame thy Maidenhead : R●am : durst nolonger indure her , beeing stirred into furie . With this , her speach and she together fledde ; Nor durst she more endure her dreadfull eyes ; Who stung with goads her roaring Lyons thyes ; And brandisht , round about , her Snak-curld head blew ; With her left hand , the Torch it managed . The starry Euening describ'd by V●lcans setting to worke at that time . The Night being ever chie●esly cou●ecrate to the Works of the Gods , and out of this Deities fires , the Starres are supposd to flye ; as sparkles of them . And now Heavens Smith , kindl'd his Forge & And through the round Pole , thick the sparkls flew When great Prince Henrie , the delight of fame ; Darkn'd the Pallace , of his Fathers Name , And hid his white lyms , in his downie Bed ; Then Heaven wept falling Stars that summoned ( With soft , and silent Motion ) sleepe to breath On his bright Temples , th' Ominous forme of death ; Which now the cruel Goddes did permit , That she might enter so , her Mayden fit ; When the good Angell , his kind Guardian , Her withet'd foot , saw neare this spring of Man ; He shrik't and said ; what , what are thy rude ends ; The good Angell of the Pr●uce to the Fever , as shee approach● . Cannot , in him alone , all vertues friends , ( Melted into his all-vpholding Nerus ; For whose Assistance , euery Deity serues ) Mooue thee to proue thy Godhead , bles●ing him With long long life , whose light extinckt , wil dim , All heavenly graces ? all this , moou'd her nought ; But on , & in his , all our rujnes wrought : She toucht the Thresholds , and the thresholds shooke ; The dore-posts , Palenes pierst with her faint look : The dores brake open , and the fatall Bed Rudely sh'aproacht , & thus her fell mouth said ; Henrie , why tak'st thou thus thy rest secure ? Feuer to the prince ; who is thougght by ● friend of mine to speake too mildly ; not being satis compos m●tis P●rtu● , in this . Her counsell or perswasion , shewing onlie how the Prince was perswaded & resolu'd in his deadlyest sufferance of her which shee is made to speake in spight of her selfe , since he at her worst was so sacredly resolu●e . Nought doubting what Fortune & fates assure ; Thou neuer yet felt'st my red right hands maims , That I co thee , and fate to me proclaimes ; Thy fa●e stands jdle ; spinns no more thy thread ; Die thou must ( great Prince ) sigh not ; beare thy head In all things free , even with necessity If sweet it be to liue ; t is sweet to dye : This said shee shooke at him her Torch , and cast A fire in him , that all his breast embrac't , Then darting through his heart a deadly cold , And as much venome as his vaines could holdj Death , Death , O Death , inserting , thrusting in , Shut his faire eyes , and op't our vglie sinne : This seene resolu'd on , by her selfe and fate ; Was there a sight so pale , and desperate , Euer before seene , in a thrust-through State ? The poore Verginian , miserable say●e , Description of the tempest ●●at cast Sir ●●b . Ca●es on the B●●muda ▪ & the st●te of his Ship and Men , to this Kingdomes Plight applyed in the Princes death . A long-long-Night-turnd-Day , that liu'd in Hell Neuer so portrayd , where the Billowes stroue ( Blackt like so many Devils ) which should proue The damned Victor ; all their furies heighting ; Their Drum , the thunder ; & their Colours lightning , Both souldiers in the battel ; one contending To drown the waues in Noyse ; the other spending His Hel-hot sulphurous flames to drink them dry : When heaven was lost , when not a teare wrackt eye , Could tell in all that dead time , if they were , Sincking or sayling ; till a quickning cleere Gaue light to saue them by the ruth of Rocks At the Bermudas ; where the tearing shocks And all the Miseries before , more felt Then here halfe told ; All , All this did not melt Those desperate few , still dying more in teares , Then this Death , all men , to the Marrow weares : All that are Men ; the rest , those drudging Beasts , That onely beare of Men , the Coates , and Crests ; And for their Slaue , sick , that can earne them pence , More mourne ( O Monsters ) them for such a Prince ; Whose soules do ebbe & flow still with their gain , Whom nothing moues but pe●f , & their own pain ; Let such ( great Heauen ) be onely borne to beare , All that can follow this meere Massacre . Lost is our poore Prince ; all his sad jndure●s ; The busie Art of those that should be Curers ; The sacred vowes made by the zealous King , His God-like Syre ; his often visiting ; Nor thy graue prayers and presence ( holy Man ) The Archbishop of C●● 〈◊〉 passing pyous in care of the Princ● . S. E de P●●l . l●ps Master of the Rols and the Princes Chancelo● , a chiefe sorrower for h●m . This Realme thrice Reverend Metropolitan , That was the worthy Father to his soule : Th' jnsulting Feuer could one fit controule . Nor let me here forget on farre , and neare ; And in his lifes loue , Passing deepe and deare ; That doth his sacred Memorie adore , Virtues true favtor his graue Chancellor , Whose worth in all workes should a Place enioie , Where his fit Fame ●er Trumpet shall jmploie , Whose Cares , and Prayers , were euer vsde to ease His feu●rous Warre , & send him health full peace , Yet sicke our Prince is still ; who though the steps Of bitter Death , he saw bring in by heaps Clouds to his Luster , and poore rest of light ; And felt his last Day suffering lasting Night ; His true-bred-braue soule , shrunck yet at no part , Downe kept he all sighs , with his powers al-Hart ; The prince heroical his bearing his sicknes at the Kings comming to see him , careful not to discomfort him . The Twelfth day after 〈◊〉〈◊〉 to ●ee ●●cke , his sicknes was held 〈◊〉 . Cler'd euen his dying browes : and ( in an Eye Manly dissembling ) hid his Misery . And all to spare the Royall heat so spent In his sad Father , fearefull of th' event . And now did Phoebus with his Twelfth Lampe show The world his haples light : and in his Brow A Torch of Pitch stuck , lighting halfe t'half skies , When lifes last error prest the broken eyes Of this heart-breaking Prince ; his forc't look fled ; Fled was all Colour from his cheekes ; yet fed His spirit , his sight : with dying now , he cast On his kind King , and Father : on whome , fast He fixt his fading beames : and with his view A little did their empty Orbs renew : His Mind saw him , come from the deeps of Death , The prince dying to ●he King . To whome he said , O Author of my Breath : Soule to my life , and essence to my Soule , Why grieue you so , that should al griefe controule ? Death's sweet to me , that you are stil lifes creature , I now haue finisht the great worke of Nature . I see you pay a perfect Fathers debt And in a feastfull Peace your Empire kept ; If your true Sonnes last words haue any right In your most righteous Bosome , doe not fright your hearkning kingdoms to your cariage now ; All yours , in mee , I here resigne to you , My youth ( I pray to God with my last powres ) Substract from me may adde to you and yours . Thus vanisht he , thus swift , thus instantly ; Ah now I see , euen heauenly powres must dye . The sorrowes and bemones of the King Queene , Prince and his most Princely Sister , for the Princes death . Now shift the King and Queene from court to court but no way can shift off their cares resort , That which we hate the more we flie , pursues , that which we loue , the more we seek , eschewes : Now weepes his Princely Brother ; Now alas His Cynthian Sister , ( our sole earthly Grace ) Like Hebes fount still ouerflowes her bounds , And in her colde lips , stick astonisht sounds , Sh'oppresseth her sweet kinde ; In her soft brest Care can no vent finde , it is so comprest : And see how the Promethean Liuer growes The funerall described . As vulture Griefe deuoures it : see fresh showes Reuiue woes sence , and multiply her soule ; And worthely ; for who would teares controle On such a springing ground ? T is dearely fit , To pay all tribute , Thought can poure on it : For why were Funerals first vs'd but for these , Presag'd and cast in their Natiuities ? The streames were checkt a while : so Torrents staid Enrage the more ; but are ( left free ) allaid . Now our grim waues march altogether ; Now Our blacke seas runne so high , they ouerflow the clouds they nourish ; now the gloomy herse Puts out the Sunne : Reuiue , reuiue ( dead vierse ) death hath slain death ; there ther the person lies Whose death should buy out all mortalities . But let the world be now a heape of death , Lifes ioy lyes dead in him , and challengeth No lesse a reason : If all motion stoode Benumb'd and stupified , with his frozen blood ; And like a Tombe-stone , fixt , lay all the seas There were fit pillers for our Hercules To bound the world with : Men had better dye Then out-liue free times ; slaues to Policie . On on sad Traine , as from a crannid rocke Bee-swarmes rob'd of their honey , ceasles flock . Mourne , mourne , dissected now his cold lims lie Ah , knit so late with flame , and Maiestie . where 's now his gracious smile , his sparkling eie His Iudgement , Valour , Magnanimitie ? O God , what doth not one short hour snatch vp Of all m●ns ●losse ? still ouer-flowes the cup Of his burst cares ; put with no nerues together , And lighter , then the shadow of a feather . On : make earth pomp as frequent as ye c●● , 'T will still leaue black , the fairest ●●ower of man , Yee well may lay all cost on miserie , T is all can boast , the proud'st humanitie . If yong Marcellus had to grace his fall , Sixe hundred Herses at his Funerall ; Sylla sixe thousand ; l●t Prince Henry haue Sixe Millions bring him to his greedy graue . And now the States of earth , thus mourn below Behold in Heauen , Loue with his broken Bow ; his quiuer downwards turn'd , his brands put out Hanging his wings ; with sighes all black about . Nor lesse , our losse , his Mothers heart infests , Her melting palmes , beating her snowy brests ; As much confus'd , as when the Calidon Bore The thigh of her diuine Adonis tore : Her vowes all vaine , resol●'d to blesse his yeeres With Issue Royall , and exempt from freres , Who now dyed fruitlesse ; and preuented then The blest of women , of the best of men . Mourne all ye Arts , ye are not of the earth ; Fall , fall with him ; rise with his second birth .

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