On the death of my much honoured friend, Colonel Richard Lovelace an elegie. Holland, Samuel, gent. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A44171 of text R13340 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing H2439). 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. 3 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2017 A44171 Wing H2439 ESTC R13340 11833117 ocm 11833117 49738 2240889153

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A44171) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 49738) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 497:16) On the death of my much honoured friend, Colonel Richard Lovelace an elegie. Holland, Samuel, gent. 1 sheet ([1] p.) s.n., [London? : 1660?] Broadside. Signed: Samuel Holland. Reproduction of original in Cambridge University Library. Caption title. eng Lovelace, Richard, 1618-1658. Broadsides -- England -- London -- 17th century A44171 R13340 (Wing H2439). civilwar no On the death of my much honoured friend, Colonel Richard Lovelace. An elegie. Holland, Samuel, gent 1660 2 484 1 0 0 0 0 0 21 C The rate of 21 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2004-09 Assigned for keying and markup 2004-11 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2004-12 Sampled and proofread 2004-12 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2005-01 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
ON THE DEATH OF MY Much Honoured Friend , Colonel Richard Lovelace . AN ELEGIE . MEthinks when Kings , Prophets , and Poets dye , We should not bid men weep , nor ask them why , But the great loss should by instinct impaire The Nations like a pestilentiall ayre , And in a moment Men should feele the Cramp , Of griefe like persons poyson'd with a damp ; All things in nature should their death deplore , And the Sun look less lovely then before , The fixed Starrs should change their constant spaces , And Comets cast abroad their flagrant faces , Yet still we see Princes and Poets fall Without their proper pomp of Funerall , Men look about as if they nere had known The Poets Lawrell , or the Princes Crown ; LOVELACE hath long been dead , and we can be Oblig'd to no man for an Eligie . Are you all turn'd to silence , or did he Retain the only sap of Poetrie , That kept all branches living , must his fall Set an eternall Period upon all : So when a Spring-tide doth begin to fly , From the green shoar , each neighbouring Creek growes dry . But why do I so pettishly detract , An age that is so perfect , so exact , In all things excellent , it is no Fame , Or glory to deceased Lovelace Name , For he is weak in wit who doth deprave Anothers worth to make his own seem brave , And this was not his aime , nor is it mine , I now conceive the scope of their design , Which is with one consent to bring , and burn Contributary Incense on his Vrne , Where each Mans Love and Fancy shall be try'd , As when great Johnson , or brave Shakespeare dy'd . Wits must unite , for Ignorance we see , Hath got a great train of Artillerie , Yet neither shall , nor can it blast the Fame And honour of deceased LOVELACE Name , Whose own LUCASTA can support his cred●t , Amongst all such who knowingly have read it , But who that Praise can by desert discusse Due to those Poems that are Posthumous , And if the last conceptions are the best , Those by degrees do much transcend the rest , So full , so fluent , that they richly suite With Orpheus Lyre , or with Anacreons Lute , And he shall melt his wings that shall aspire To reach a Fancy or one accent higher . Holland and France have known his nobler parts , And found him excellent in Arms , and Arts , To sum up all , few Men of Fame but know He was Tam Marti , quam Mercurio . Samuel Holland .