A poem on the coronation of King James II and his royl [sic] consort Queen Mary Phillips, John, 1631-1706. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A54772 of text R37083 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing P2095A). 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. 2 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 A54772 Wing P2095A ESTC R37083 16206150 ocm 16206150 105076 2240880253

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A54772) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 105076) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1599:3) A poem on the coronation of King James II and his royl [sic] consort Queen Mary Phillips, John, 1631-1706. 1 sheet (2 p.) Printed for J. Walthoe ..., London : [1685] Caption title. Imprint from colophon. Date of publication suggested by Wing. Reproduction of original in the Harvard University Library. eng James -- II, -- King of England, 1633-1701 -- Poetry. Mary, -- of Modena, Queen, consort of James II, King of England, 1658-1718 -- Poetry. eebo A poem on the coronation of King James II. and his royl [sic] consort Queen Mary. By John Phillips Gent. student of Lincoln's-Inn. Phillips, John, 1685 2 345 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. 2004-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2004-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2004-10 Sampled and proofread 2004-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2005-01 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A POEM ON THE CORONATION OF King JAMES II. AND His Royl Consort QUEEN MARY . By John Phillips Gent. Student of Lincoln's-Inn . AT last the early Birds with tunfuell Lays Proclaim'd the solemn , welcomest of Days , But Phoebus rose not yet , since Charles was gone , With whom he sate , he kept his Mourning on : ( Charles ! Heaven's glad Burthen now , and justest Pride , Who sits Enthron'd next his Great Father's side . ) And now the weeping Skies with Clouds o'erspread , Paid its last Tribute to the Royal Dead , The Sun broke out with an unusual Ray , And with new Beams bedect the smiling Day ; He saw th' incircled Heads , and darting down Blest with a Lambent heat the Dazling Crown . He saw the Pomp , and Blushing did confess In adding Lustre , He receiv'd no less . The weighty Emblem of a Crown more bright Lifts the Great Bearer higher from our sight ; Adds an Eighth Genius to the brighter Heav'n , But Fixst , not wandring as the other Sev'n . Such is his Valour , and his vast Success , You 'd think him more a Man , were they but less ; But onely Gods ( like Mighty JAMES ) are They Who know no Limits to their Earthly sway . But since to paint Perfection we cant' raise Our Thoughts to equal height , he 's less'ned by our Praise : On then , Great Prince ; with one united Ray The Sun and you together Rule the Day ; While your Fair Consort dect with Paler Light Successively with Phoebe Rules the Night . Blest with such rich Advantages as these A JAMES and MARY , Victory and Peace ; How Happy Albion do'st thou seem to be ! Thy Fate is to be envied ev'n by Thee . FINIS .

LONDON , Printed for J. Walthoe at the Black Lion in Chancery Lane , over against Lincoln's-Inn .