An Elogy against occasion requires upon the Earl of Shaftsbury calculated for the meridion of eighty one. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A38732 of text R2600 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing E341). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 4 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A38732 Wing E341 ESTC R2600 19730729 ocm 19730729 109385 2240862767

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. A38732) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 109385) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1698:45) An Elogy against occasion requires upon the Earl of Shaftsbury calculated for the meridion of eighty one. 1 sheet (2 p.) Printed for Ab. Green, London : 1681. In verse. Caption title. Imprint from colophon. Reproduction of original in the Union Theological Seminary Library. eng Shaftesbury, Anthony Ashley Cooper, -- Earl of, 1621-1683 -- Poetry. Elegiac poetry, English. eebo An elogy, against occasion requires upon the Earl of Shaftsbury. Calculated for the meridion of Eighty One. [no entry] 1681 2 552 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2012-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2012-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2012-08 Sampled and proofread 2012-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2013-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
AN ELOGY , Against Occasion Requires UPON THE Earl of Shaftsbury . Calculated for the Meridion of Eighty One . AT the West-End of th' Universal Frame , A Place there lies , which some a Land mis-name ; An Excrement of World , call'd Natures Sinke , A Mass of undrain'd mire , quag , bogg , and stinke . Ireland Yclep'd , When th' All-creating WORD Great Natures Architect , and Orders Lord From Nothing spoke out All , and all around With Form , Light , Beauty , and perfection Grownd ; This Spot alone ner'e heard th' Almighty found This heap of Undigested Earth ! a Place , Which of old Chaos wears th' Original Face ! As if the Out-cast of the Works of Heaven ; 'T had scarce one days Creation out of Seven . This Country 's by a sort of Natives Man'd , With Braines , as much unfurnish'd as their Land ; But yet , what e're they want in Wit and Sense Is made up in their TRVTH and INNOCENCE Such Innocence born in so pure an Air , Their very Ground will nought that 's Poysonous bear Since it was washt with the last Massacre . A Massacre , ROME's Memorable toyle , Which like the Plague , stop't by ore-flowing Nile Purg'd all Envenom'd Locusts from their soyle . With a full Pack of this untainted Brood , Is Hunted Shaftsbury , to Death pursu'd . All nobly sworn to hang the Heretick Dogg , An Oath 's no more , then their own Natural Bogg , Ore which , the nimble Torie safely runs Whilst the more flow pac'd dastard stick 's and drown's . Yes , Pope and Hell for his Damnation call , For he knows Rome , and he deserv's to Fall ! Thy Greatness , Rome , by Mystick steps Ascends , The Blind and Ignorant are thy best Friends : Reason and truth to Thee are Foes and Spies , Then Great Infallability , be wise , And safely Cut off Heads , to put out Eyes . Favours in Pallaces , let no man boast , Where but to See , and Know , is to be Lost . So in the Great Augustus Court of old , Such Honour did the darling Ovid hold , Long on his Brows the Royal Laurels hung , Whilst he soft Airs , to flattered Caesar sung , Till by a prying Eye undone , he 's sent Damn'd for a look , t' Eternal Banishment : Yes , in thy Chains , Great Overbury lye , Rome , is not Rome , till Fear and Dangers dye : To Preserve Nations , Right , Religion , Kings , Are for Unhallowed hands , two Sacred things . In such a Cause 't is Fatal to embark , Like the bold Jew that propt the falling Ark , With an unlicenc'd Arm he durst approach , And tho' to Save , yet it was Death to touch . Go blasted then , and branded to thy Doom , With no less Stains , then hateing Rome , Supplanting France , and Saveing Christendom .
FINIS .

London , Printed for Ab. Green , 1681.