A congratulatory address to the right honourable Sir William Ashurst, upon his election to the mayoralty of London This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A80342 of text R230218 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing C5816A). 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 A80342 Wing C5816A ESTC R230218 99896224 99896224 153876 2240922382

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 Early English books online text creation partnership. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. A80342) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 153876) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 2386:2) A congratulatory address to the right honourable Sir William Ashurst, upon his election to the mayoralty of London 1 sheet ([2] p.) printed for R. Hayhurst, in Little-Britain, London : 1693. In verse: "When to wreath'd heads we hearty homage pay,". Reproduction of original in the Newberry Library. eng Ashurst, William, -- Sir, 1647-1720. London (England) -- History -- 17th century -- Early works to 1800. Broadsides -- England eebo A congratulatory address to the right honourable Sir William Ashurst, upon his election to the mayoralty of London. [no entry] 1693 2 575 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. 2012-06 Assigned for keying and markup 2012-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2013-08 Sampled and proofread 2013-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2014-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A Congratulatory ADDRESS To the Right Honourable Sir William Ashurst , Vpon His Election to the Mayoralty of London . 5. Octob. 1693. WHen to Wreath'd Heads we hearty Homage pay , 'T is only when we Love where we Obey : 'T is by that kind Advance , her Heart secur'd , You mount Augusta's dear Commanding Lord . Nor can You nobler mount . Lov'd ! did I say ! So the Great WILLIAM holds th' Imperial Sway. As He His Scepter , You 'll Your Fasces bear : And Copying from Original so fair , What Lustre Your proud Dignity must crown , To make the Chair a Copy from the Throne ? So fair a Trust , lodg'd in that Worthy Hand , A Goodness that shall Lead more than Command , How high her Head shall cherisht Virtue hold , And Industry shall spin a Thred of Gold ? Whilst such True Worth the Praetor's Robe shall wear ; Betwixt the Joys shall wait You to the Chair , And th' universal Prayers shall leave You there ; In Your High Seat , we will not only Sing The Honour that You meet , but That You bring . Yes , Sir , the long attesting World has found An ample Proof of Virtue so renown'd : For , in its Height , when Arbitrary Sway The Proud Ascendant held , and rul'd the Day : 'Mongst Thousand truckling Necks , each couching Slave , Undaunted Ashurst still more nobly Brave To th' uplift Idol ( Oh! the Sordid Thought ) Nor Bending Knee , nor Playing Timbrell brought . The common Popular Cry , that Noisie Crowd , Whose Talent's to think little , and talk loud , Can make an Abdicated Foe their Mark ; ( So ev'ry little Village Curr can bark : ) The Bolder Ashurst better knew to dare The baying Lyon , than the flying Hare . Give me that Rooted Truth , Patriots so kind , As not to shake at every threatning Wind ; Whom nor Court-Blasts , nor low'ring Frowns controul : For Constancy is Virtue 's Life and Soul . So the fair Lawrel bears her Head above The sapless Trunks of Autumn's naked Grove ; With Her unblasted Greens still Verdant grows , When Summer smiles , or the bleak Winter blows . Change is the Off-spring of Degenerate Fear , The Servile Badge that Coward Spirits bear : That abject Name brave Ashurst ever scorn'd . With Merits so Enrich'd , and so Adorn'd , Around Your Gates what thronging Crowds must wait , To hail You , Sir , to Your Praetorian State . Nor , 'mongst Your Worthier Homagers , disdain T' admit the humbler Muses in Your Train : So Rich a Mark for the whole Nine You stand , That Fertile Glebe , all the fair Muses Land . Besides , they wait You by 'a Domestick Claim , For Wit 's the Herauld to a Glorious Name , The Tributary Trump of Your Just Fame . We find the Notes , but You the Subject bring , Honour , that tunes the Musick which We sing . Thus whilst Our Garlands at Your Feet are thrown , The Roses and the Sweets are all Your own .

London , Printed for R. Hayhurst , in Little-Britain . 1693.