Isahacs [sic] inheritance dew to our high and mightie Prince, Iames the Sixt of Scotland, of England, France and Ireland the First. By E.W.

ISAHACS INHERITANCE . Dew To our high and mighty Prince Iames the sixt of Scotland , of England , France and Ireland the first . 1. WHen first our warlick Brute , AEneas great gransier of Brute . sprung from the stocke Of graue Aeneas , stemme of vertues race , Abode the stocke of Fortune like a rocke , Which surging billowes would in vaine displace , And in his exile did the g●ues vnlocke Of Troian bondage , freeing from disgrace His country men , who subiugate in Greece Were there dispoyled of their golden fleece . 2. He with this remnant , erst like wandering sheepe Disperst 'mongst wolues , whose hideous iawes did reeke With luke war me bloud of these , which oft did sleepe Hid in the rocke , caue , den , or riuers creeke , As safest place , in safety them to keepe . Poore captiues , who to each vassaile were both meeke , Humble , and duteous , as we vsuall see The bondman is in his captiuity . 3 With these ( I say ) our gran-sire tooke his course , To seeke new habitation , and aboade : Whose ancestors ere while , without remorce Were fired from the sight of Troian roade : ( Which to recite would craue too long discourse , ) And thus with Brute and 's followers it stoode , They were all vagrant , though the Phrygian plaine , Did to their nation by due right pertaine . 4 After a long and tedious Pilgrimage , Straying now heere , now there , each way vncertaine , Like to the straggling of Deucalions forrage After the inundation : and in vaine Spent being the flower of his youthfull age , Hopelesse almost a countrie to regaine , Where to implant a new the Troyans line , Which now alacke to lowe ebbe did decline . 5 Ioyning his troopes with Corinens band , 〈…〉 yeare 〈…〉 A Troian like himselfe , distrest as he , At length arriuing on this Westerne sand , Displaying colours , shewing victorie Had crown'd him Monarch of olde Albions land , Her name he chang'd to worthy Britannie : Which Ile being Spring then to their Winter past , Promisd a haruest too , for aye to last . 6 Now blush proud Rome at thy aspyring minde , That by thy Virgils Pen challengd'st descent From Troyan issue , yea from Aeneas kinde , When by thy Sybils oracles 't was ment Brute should inhabite Britaine , and we finde It prooued true , to Albions great content : Yet Maro I collaude thee , who wouldst make Thy Caesar his descent from Troye to take . 7 Thou aimedst faire , 〈◊〉 which 〈◊〉 tolde 〈◊〉 ●●gustus ●●●●rily he 〈◊〉〈◊〉 a Ba●●●●●● sonne . but Caesar knew thou flatterd'st , Wherefore with penny-dole thou wast rewarded : Aeneas yet by loftie stile thou madest T'arriue in Italie , and to Lauinia wedded . The daughter of Latinus , this sure thou forgedst With colourable gloze to haue defended Thy wits inuention , yet Rome it selfe well knowes , Romulus her founder was , this her name shewes . 8. And Romulus nere sprang of Troian line , Rhea a Vestall virgin was his mother , But who his father was doubtfull hath bin , A silly shepheard nurst him , and his brother , Faustulus When they were both reiected of their kinne Whom they for fire tooke , knowing none other : But grant Aeneas did Laninia wedde King Numitor nere from his loynes descended . Father to Rhea . 9. But whether wandrest thou so farre my muse ? Muse not to thinke Rome forg'd so smooth a tale , It is no changeling it will not refuse , To forge a greater lye , if it auaile And serue her turne for profitable vse , And helpe her in her errours to preuaile : Crie , crie her mercy , it comes to her by kinde , To forge , deceiue , and lie , as we well finde . 10 Returne I then to sing the soundest truth Of Brute our sire , Ilions new reuiuer , Who being arriued here with Troian youth , Few in number , and a small remainder Of that they were , ( which to rehearse breedes ruth . And for such losse I tremble to remember ) Planted himselfe by destinies degree , Finding this Ile his resting place to bee . 11. Here built he a new Troy , London our cittie , For a remembrance of olde Ilions wall : Here did he establish lawes both good and witty , Which might th' audatious to orders good recall , Here did he gouerne long with loue and pitty , And naught in 's raigne but good did him befall He gouern'd as sole Monarch all the I le , Till death the soule of body did beguile . 12. 〈…〉 ( alas ) for now new Britaines bounds 〈…〉 deuided into sundry shares : 〈…〉 sell the Westerne groundes , 〈…〉 all the realme , 〈…〉 which ere since beares 〈…〉 of Cornewall , the sons of Brute here frowns , 〈…〉 a diadem amongst them weares : 〈…〉 nature thus farre thought it meete , 〈…〉 which felt the sower , should tast the sweete . 13. 〈…〉 he hath which must beare soueraingty , 〈…〉 amongst them part the rest : 〈…〉 hardly beare superiority , 〈…〉 to haue an equall thinkes it best . 〈…〉 diuides his signiority , 〈…〉 else the brother should detest , 〈…〉 sprung from one stocke disdaine to see , 〈…〉 branches highest in degree . 14. 〈…〉 end diuision which first bred , 〈…〉 Humber to Seuerne smoothly gliding 〈…〉 shard , wishing his brethren dead , 〈…〉 haue all for his owne abiding , 〈…〉 partners he must be contented , 〈…〉 his cares it were no welcome tyding . 〈…〉 S●uern backe ward must beare sway 〈…〉 from Humber takes his way . 15. 〈…〉 shaking her dissheuiled haire , 〈…〉 and snarl'd , compos'd with vipers broode , 〈…〉 her venimous serpents in the ayre , 〈…〉 their amity , which as yet firme stood : 〈…〉 of brotherhood , brethren though they were 〈…〉 forgot , being parted by the flood . 〈…〉 not all , not many yeares were past , 〈…〉 this middle region gan to waste . 16 The brother which was eldest stood in doubt The yonger loued him not , but wisht his death , Memsus slue 〈◊〉 brother Ma●●●● And to preuent all harmes , he cast about To saue himselfe , and stop his brothers breath : This bad example doubtlesse causd a route Of stag-hairde Ruffians , carelesse to vnsheath Their slicing fauchions , gainst their brothers throate , If by his death they might set all on floate . 17 Scarce ages two in such disorder wasted , 〈◊〉 who● to quished 〈…〉 slue 〈…〉 prison Morgan slaine ●● Cunedag●●● But middle Britaine swaide by womans beck , The fruites of her diuision too soone tasted , When neighbouring kingdomes sought to breake her neck , Albany , Camber , Cornewall hether hasted , To spoile her of her plumes themselues to deck : Soone after which themselues at variance fall , And one being slaine , the other gouernes all . 18 Thus Britaine was reduc'd to her full force , And gouern'd by one Monarch as before , Now florishd she , but soone hauing runne that course , Porres Porres Porres flame . Dissention grew twixt brethren as of yore , Alack it should be so , it breeds remorce To thinke that Porrex should his brother gore , But mothers hate , much greater ruth hath bred , Jdion● 〈◊〉 Porres 〈◊〉 which Brut●● line was extin guished . Which slue the other sleeping in his bed . 19 Monster of women which could her owne bowels tare , And glut her with the bloud of her owne childe , Whom did she thinke , by offpring should repaire The ancient stocke of Brute , now cleane exil'd ? Whom meant she should her Britaine walles vpreare , When she her hands with her sonnes gore defil'd ? Whom though she should this desolate I le defend , When all her hopes on Brutes stocke did depend ? 20 Now laye she open to inuasions , To ciuill discord , mutinies , and iarres , Now was she subiect to intrusions , As well to forraine as domesticke warres , Now neighbouring regions made incursions , Now was she intangled dangerously in snares . For so it falles , when kingdomes lacke a guide , Subiect are harmes , no good can them betide . 21 Much like they are to ship , where Pilots wanting , Which tost and turmoyld is in surging waues , Subiect to be ore whelm'd , subiect to splitting , Against some hideous rocke , when winde quite shaues And tares away her failes , subiect to drowning , Making the depth to be the Saylers graues : Such is the state of Realmes , where heads are scant , Britains this was thy greefe , thy woe , thy want . 22 The giddie-headed multitude were glad , They were exempted from a Kings command , Thus lawes dissolu'd the good scarce from the bad Could be discern'd ; broke was all friendships band In this tempestuous , dangerous , and sad Tumultuous time , where none could surely stand , Not yet his goods , or chattels safe possesse , Nor know where for his harmes to seeke redresse . 23 Thus enemie to thy selfe thou long didst liue , In ●●●●ll discord , shedding guiltleste bloud : When father enuied that the sonne should thriue , And haire-braind youth malign'd the ageds good , When Politicians to surmount did striue , But hinder'd by the vulgar , who as wood , And raging in a madnesse , would permit No base intruder in Caesars throne to sit . 24 Vntill Mulmutius Duke of Cornewalls sonne , Commiserating greatly thy distresse , Brought thee from many Monarchies to one , From all thy troubles yeelding thee release , Peace-meale when thou wast totterd , broke , and torne , He ioynted thee , and did thy greefes redresse : He constituted lawes for thy tranquillitie , Called Mulmutius lawes . Which kept thee after long in amitie . 25 Nere till his time was worne a wreath of golde , His temples were the first such mettall bore , This he deseru'd , for courage sterne and bould He was indued with , and what is more Wisdome surpasde his courage twenty fould , Which causd his fame both farre and wide to fore . Here Britaine flourished , her stormes were calm'd , Her wounds this king with soueraigne oyle embalm'd . 26 Now trophies were vpreard for victory , The Lawrell bowe in signe of peace she bare , Now was she glittering in her cheefest glory , For happinesse none with her might compare , Her father Neptune now no more is sorrie , Britaine inuirond with the sea . But lulles her in his lappe , ( a thing most rare ) Gladly begirts her , hoping she is free , From like distresse , woe , or calamitie . 27 England , and Scotland , Cornewall , Wales and all Stands ioyntly now a Britaine ; And as then A wise Mulmutius from the sunnes downe-fall , Shone as a bright starre to our countrimen , Deliuering them from that their present thrall , Renuing their full libertie againe , Swaging their outrages for gouernment , And making lawes to serue his good intent . 36. An 〈◊〉 doth a kingdome better florish 〈…〉 vnited , and when part 〈…〉 neither doth diminish , Any 〈…〉 : well alwayes fares the hart 〈…〉 firmely knit , they it establish 〈…〉 to indure each smart : 〈…〉 the limmes will not the hart defend , 〈…〉 thody soone will haue an end . 37. 〈…〉 with few yeeres besides , 〈…〉 since mongst our selues we had 〈…〉 billowes , surging waues 〈…〉 betweene the white Rose and the red , 〈…〉 seuerd kingdome had her sides 〈…〉 selfe , her selfe her owne bloud shed 〈…〉 ciuill mutinies : O griefe 〈…〉 hopelesse of all releefe . 38. 〈…〉 Richmond liu'd to be thy guide , 〈…〉 pilot to direct thy course 〈…〉 heauen , which before wert wide 〈…〉 yea and which was worse , 〈…〉 huge rockes , ready thy side 〈…〉 sinke thy selfe without remorce : 〈…〉 Rose will●●●●●● white vniting , 〈…〉 aloft kept thee from sinking . 39. 〈…〉 still long time in peace , 〈…〉 his scepter long time swaide , 〈…〉 in his raigne did encrase , 〈…〉 willing 〈◊〉 Prince obeyed , 〈…〉 behinde him after his discease , 〈…〉 of renowne , 〈…〉 robes arayed , Who shone long time , especially the last , Whose sempiternall fame shall neuer waste . 40. But Richmonds issue female must continue Our happinesse begunne : Margaret a gemme Of peerelesse price , who past with her retinue To Edenbrough , to a glorious stemme King Iames the fourth , who royally in lieu Of kindenesse , crown'd her with his diadem , From whose faire Princely loynes we fetch discent Of James our king : King be he permanent . 41. He and his Linage Caesars throne possesse , Whilst Sunne giues light by day , or Moone by night , Aeternall Joue with happinesse them blesse , Inable them with power to keepe their right , Nere let their Monarchy againe be lesse Then now it is , euen whole Britaines might , Enlarge it rather of thy heauenly grace , And neuer let decay the Stewards race . 42. Iames our dread King thy steward is on earth , ( According to our hopes iust let him be , ) To execute his office here beneath , That so his soule may gaine eternity : To him ( O Lord ) in mercie thou bequeath A hart reple at with heauenly pollicie , His Princely grace with wisedome ( Lord ) indue , To roote out vice , and wickednesse subdue . 43. Inable him with power to extirpate All heresies , as he hath euer done , T' aduance thy truth , thy foes to subingate , That they thy Church may neuer ouer-runne , Infuse thy sacred spirit in his hart That wisperers against thy truth he shimmer Let him vnmaske such , as in vertues cloake Wrap vp themselues , when all their deedes are smoake . 44 ●● shall we boast a Steward iust thou hast , And my ( though first we greeu'd ) at our late change , The sweete milke of thy Gospell we shall taste , 〈…〉 ha' done , and not in errours range . 〈…〉 obtaine by mercie at the last 〈…〉 Si●n : hen wilt thou not estrange 〈…〉 vs , but louingly embrace 〈…〉 looke , receiuing vs to grace . 45 〈…〉 we shall dayly pray , 〈…〉 of promise thou hast plac'd him , 〈…〉 spring neuer may decay : 〈…〉 dowrie thou hast grac'd him , 〈…〉 still flourish like the Baye , 〈…〉 those that euer haue defac'd him : 〈…〉 like yeeres many let him see , 〈…〉 and loyall subiects be . FINIS .