A panegyrick upon Oates· Duke, Richard, 1659?-1711. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B21432 of text R5852 in the English Short Title CatalogTextual 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. 5 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 B21432 12798325 Wing D2505C Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.9[823] ESTC R5852 99890783 ocm99890783 193092 2248550539

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 Early English books online text creation partnership. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B21432) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 193092) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A6:1[493]) A panegyrick upon Oates· Duke, Richard, 1659?-1711. 1 sheet ([2] p.). s.n., [London : 1679] Attributed to Richard Duke. Cf. Wing (2nd. ed.). Imprint from Wing. A satire on Titus Oates, "discoverer" of the Popish Plot. Verse: "Of all the grain our nation yield's". Imperfect: print show-through. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Oates, Titus, 1649-1705 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo A panegyrick upon Oates· . n/a 1679 3 645 1 0 0 0 0 0 15.5 C The rate of 15.5 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2013-09 Assigned for keying and markup 2013-09 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2013-11 Sampled and proofread 2013-11 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2014-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A PANEGYRICK UPON OATES SILVESTREM TENUI MUSAM MEDITEMUR AVENA . OF all the Grain our Nation yield's In Orchards , Gardens , or in Fields , There is a Grain , ( which tho 't is common ) Its Worth till now , was known to no man Not Ceres Sicle 'ere did Crop , A Grain with Ears of greater hope ; For why ? some say , the Earth n'ere bore In any Clime , such Seed before . Yet this Grain has ( as all must own ) To Grooms and Ostlers well bin known ; And often has , without disdain , In Musty Barn and Manger layn ; As if it had bin only good To be for Birds and Beasts the Food : But now by new inspired force It keeps alive both Man and Horse Speak then , my Muse , for now we guess , What Grain it is , thou wouldst express . It is not Barley , Rye , or Wheat , That can pretend to such a Feat ; 'T is Oates , bare Oates , which is become The Health of England , Bane of Rome , And Wonder of all Christendom . And therefore Oates has well deserv'd , From Musty Barn to be prefer'd , And now in Royal Court preserv'd ; That , like Hesperian Fruit , Oates may Be watch'd and Garded night and Day ; Which is but just Retaliation For having Guarded a whole Nation . Hence every lofty Plant which stands 'Twixt Barwick Wals and Dover Sands , The Oake it self , which well we stile The Pride and safe-guard of our Isle , Must Wave and Strike its lofty Head , And now Salute an Oaten Reed : For surely Oates deserves to be Exalted far 'bove any Tree . Th' Egyptians once ( tho' it seems odd ) Did worship Onyons for a God ; And poor peel'd Garlick was with them Esteem'd beyond the greatest Gemm . What would they ' done , had they , think ye Had such a Blade of Oates as we ? Oates of such known Divinity ! Since then by Oates such good we find , Let Oates at least now be enshrin'd , Or in some sacred Press enclos'd Be only kept to be expos'd ; And all fond Reliques else , shall be Deem'd Objects of Idolatry . Popelings may tell us , how they saw Their Garnet's Picture on a Straw ; 'T was a Great miracle we know To see him drawn in little so , But on an Oaten Stalk , there is A greater miracle than this , A Visage , which with lively Grace Does Twenty Garnets now Out-face , And like Twig of Dodona's Grove Ev'en speak's as if inspir'd by Jove . Nay , to add to the Wonder more , Declares unheard-of Things before , And Thousand mysteries does unfold , As plain as Oracles of old ; By which we steer affaires of State , And stave off Britain's sullen Fate . Let 's then , in honour of the name Of Oates enact some Solemn Game , Where Oaten Pipe shall us inspire Beyond the Charms of Orpheus Lyre ; Stones , Stocks and every Senceless thing To Oates shall dance , to Oates shall sing . Whilst Woods amaz'd to th' Ecchos ring . And as ( that Hero's names may not When they are rotten ; be forgot ) We hang Atchievements o'●e their Dust ; ( A debt to their great merits just : ) So if Deserts of Oates we prize , Let Oates still hang before our eyes ; Thereby to raise our Contemplation , Oates being to this Happy Nation The Mystic Embleme of Salvation . FINIS .