An elegie on the Earl of Essex who cut his own throat in the Tower. Iuly 13. 1683. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A84329 of text R231739 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing E416). 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 2018 A84329 Wing E416 ESTC R231739 99897482 99897482 133241 2240937901

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A84329) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 133241) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 2496:18) An elegie on the Earl of Essex who cut his own throat in the Tower. Iuly 13. 1683. 1 sheet ([1] p.) re-printed by the heir of Andrew Anderson, printer to his most sacred Majestie, Edinburgh : Anno Dom. 1683. Verse - "How many strange uncertain fates attend,". Reproduction of original in the William Andrews Clark Memorial Library. eng Essex, Arthur Capel, -- Earl of, 1631-1683 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Broadsides -- Scotland eebo An elegie on the Earl of Essex; who cut his own throat in the Tower. Iuly 13. 1683. [no entry] 1683 1 445 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. 2007-09 Assigned for keying and markup 2007-11 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2007-12 Sampled and proofread 2007-12 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
AN ELEGIE On the EARL of ESSEX : Who Cut his own Throat In the TOWER . Iuly 13. 1683. HOW many strange uncertain Fates Attend , The Wandring Pilgrim to his Journeys End . Earth turns to Earth , Water , Air , and Fire , Against the Breath inform'd them , do conspire ; As every Man were his own Fatal Catch , 'T is in his Hands to forward the Dispatch ; Some in the Field of Venus , some in Mars , Some meanly Hang themselves , some hang an Arse : But mighty Essex , his Victorious Arm , With Griefs Opprest , Receives the Swift Alarm , A Meaner Foe then Steel , He Scorns to own ; Or Fall by any Hand , but by his Own , Achitophel may hang Himself , and Oats With Judas Swing , and some may cut their Throats , Whom Black Despair , may Urge ; But Essex He , The first that Cut his Throat , for 's Loyalty . Oh! That Despair should ' Tend such Fiery Zeal , This Mighty Sampson of the Common-weal . Rais'd to Defend , and set his Israel Free , From Popish Rage , Philistian Tirrany , To shake the Pillars of the Church and State , He Crowns it with his own untimely Fate . Essex the Famous General , That Name , So dear Recorded in the Books of Fame , With Royal Blood , and Fatal Conquests Cloy'd , Ten Thousand of the Kings best Friends Destroy'd : But thou' rt the First , and shall Recorded be , That Rid him of one Secret Enemy : What fitter Victim , cou'd Great Essex Bring , T' atone his Crime against an Injur'd King ? But here thy Rage too Desperate appears , To Dye a Martyr to thy Doubts and Fears . Oh Dire Revenge ! Oh! Too Officious Steel , To make that Wound , which Time can never heal . Had'st thou but few Days Courage to with-stand , Jack Catch had done the Business to thy hand . But Oh Despair ! more desperate then thy Guilt , That durst not trust thy self to stand the Tilt , Lest thy false Tongue , shou'd through thy Throat impart , The Bloody Treasons that opprest thy Heart . This must convince the World , and thy wrong'd Prince , Thou with thy Guilt had'st rather hurry Hence , Then stay to Justifie thy Innocence .

EDINBVRGH , Re-printed by the Heir of Andrew Anderson , Printer to His most Sacred Majestie , Anno Dom. 1683.