An elegie on His Grace the illustrious Charles Stuart, Duke of Richmond and Lenox, &c. Ambassador Extraordinary to the crovvn of Denmark. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B03149 of text R220537 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing E356BA). 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 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B03149 Wing E356BA Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.4[251] 99885064 ocm99885064 182919 2240896611

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B03149) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182919) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A4:2[252]) An elegie on His Grace the illustrious Charles Stuart, Duke of Richmond and Lenox, &c. Ambassador Extraordinary to the crovvn of Denmark. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Printed for Phillip Brooksby, [London] : 1673. Place of publication suggested by Wing. Verse: "Is this the news w [sic] expected from the frost? ..." Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Richmond, Charles Stuart, -- Duke of, 1639-1672 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Elegiac poetry, English -- 17th century. eebo An elegie on His Grace the illustrious Charles Stuart, Duke of Richmond and Lenox, &c. Ambassador Extraordinary to the crovvn of Denmark. anon 1673 1 543 2 0 0 0 0 0 36.83 D The rate of 36.83 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-05 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-08 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-10 Sampled and proofread 2008-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
AN ELEGIE ON His Grace the Illustrious CHARLES STUART , Duke of Richmond and Lenox , &c. Ambassador Extraordinary to the Crown of Denmark . IS this the News w● expected from the Frost ? The Fatal Tidings that Great Richmond's lost : Behold I how Brittains Genius shiv'ring lies , And trickling Icecles drew from its Eyes ; A sudden Damp has seiz'd its spirits , and all Our hopes are Frostnipt in 's untimely fall : Did Northern Stars there so severely Raign Not to be Countercheck'd by Charles his Wayn ? Could not the Soveraign Sta● so guard his Heart To gain some little respite from Deaths Datt ? That Aster'isme for those high born and bred A Monarchs mark on men whose parts h'as red : 'T was subtly done , Oh Fate I thus to surpriz : Him out of reach of his Chaste Consorts eyes ; From her Life-breathing Lips had one Kiss come 'T had cal'd him back , and so reverst his Doom : Grief's sables now surround the gloomy Room , And Sighs like Incense cloud it with Perfume From Her sweet breath ; whilst her two Panting Breasts , Like little mournful Birds droop in their Nests : The Funeral Tapers burn , but with dim Light , Naught but her Eyes , beneath her Vail , shines bright . To rugged Charon she makes gentle moan , Calmely to wast the Dearest Reliques home From cruel De mark 's Shoar ; Hark I how she charms The Churl , to the Elizium of her Arms , To bring the twice cold Corps ; That her Sighs may With Floods of Tears soften his stiffned Clay ; Let none into her presence dare t'Intrude Once to disturb her graceful solitude : She needs none of your help , let her alone , The Turtle by her self loves to bemoan . She has no leisure yet , t' adhere to Fame , Who must high Stories tell of His Great Name ; For Fame her self must court her lofty Ear , For a fit time when she is pleas'd to hear Her large Discourse of all that he hath done , Since the first Scene of his great part begun . Yet give me leave , Great Dutchess to let fall The shady Curtain of his Funeral ; And draw in brief to the Worlds wondring Eye Your Noble Dukes still living Effigie . He was a Man — ( 's Death ! That I could not say He was a Man ) but moulded of the Clay Of Natures purest Mass , fraught with a mind For his so brittle body too Refin'd ; And therefore unto Denmark was he sent , As none more fit , His King to Represent . Yet would not Death Vail to 's High Character , To shew that SVCH , like KINGS still Mortal are : Though in His Death he has as much to Boast , As those that seem'd at Home to serve him most . Thus left he all his SERVICES on score Unsum'd , Deny'd by Fate , to make them MORE . FINIS .

Printed for Phillip Brooksby , 1673.