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 eng Mary -- II, -- Queen of England, 1662-1694 -- Poetry. Broadsides -- London (England) -- 17th century. eebo On the death of the Queen : an ode. n/a 1695 12 1822 8 0 0 0 0 0 43.91 D The rate of 43.91 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2014-05 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-06 Sampled and proofread 2014-06 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
ON THE DEATH OF THE QUEEN AN ODE HAil , grief struck't Muse , O rouse a pace ! Sorrow pour'd furth , may give thee some solace : Rouse and shake off Astonishment , Unbowel straight , let anguish vent , Grief great like thine , tears , rends , yea kills , when closly pent ; Yet let thy mourning Tune , I pray , Be tempered with a fair Essay , To blend thy Sorrows with some grains of joy Taken from Hopes meek alloy : No higher Pow'rs thou needs invock , To help thee at this mourning Schock , Nor influence , thee to inspire ; But to be warm'd with true Coelestial Fire : Or bend thy whole Desire To get a sparkle of that glorious Light , With which on earth she glow'd , but now in Heav'n shines bright . 2. Hence flashy strains begone and flaunts of hollow witt , Such bagatels , doth not this Subject fit ▪ Grief-beaten Muse if thou would fain Rally thy scattered force again : Would thou yet sparkle with a blazing vein : Then let thy bold career , Let thy Parade , thy tour be here , A soaring , lofty , solid strain , A strain that may by this Disaster show The vanity of all things here below : A strain that may rouse Men immer'st in Sensualitie , And let all by this vive Example see What it is alone that can The raking , aiming , vast Desires of Man , Compleatly satisfie . My stupifi'd Muse streight alarm'd , And with the great Design , O strangely charm'd , Well weighing all the Circumstances , 'Twixt Hope and Grief , 'twixt Pain and Ease , Still begging Mercy if her Zeal displease , Thus in the bold Adventure she ingenuously advances . ( 3 ) VAin Man , whose dazeling glistering gaietle Soon crumbl'd down to humble and vile dust we see : And thou the Pride of humane Glory , Majesty , Poor Majesty , alas ! how soon thou may Dwindle to cold , yea into loathsome Clay : And thou shamm World 's a meer toy , That with thy Hopes does starve or cloy , And at the best thy pageant pomps does bait With glister , that doth fade and blast in a meer cheat . ( 4 ) O what a Stage of woful Miseries , And what a Mass of meer Absurdities , Must Man be , if his Hopes be bounded here ▪ And nothing more left him for future Hope or Fe●r ? But we may truely call , Bright Majesty the greatest mock of all , That 's sure by Death to catch the sorest fall , From highest splendor plung'd down to the darkest Cell Of an eternal Nothing , what a grievious knell Must this to great Ones give , who own no Heav'n no Hell ? ( 5 ) Of all the various Works of this vast frame of Nature , Man must be the most wretcht and forlorn Creature , If all his carking Care and Hope Be here at the full brim and top : When all he grasps at here Makes him a constant Scene of Torture Grief and Fear , If his Content and Happiness be here at the full hight . Then soaring Man's indeed a meer compleat unhappy Wight , And in that case we may suspect That the Creator's a mean Architect , That sent his Master-piece forth with so great defect : While all besides gives perfect Harmonie Must the poor stripling Man confounded discord , Jargon be , Here wanring Objects-proper to suffice His prying Pow'rs and touring Faculties , For all his eager vehemence and bent , ] He still doth aim , bur hits short of his wish'd content . 6 NOW meaner Splendors aim you to be wise , Then copy after Her , whom nothing vain e're did entise , Who did beyond Earth's Glories some more solid prize , Who though envi●●●●'d with the fauning charms of pleasures , Liv'd by the safe and surest measures Of future Hopes , a Scepter sway'd so ev'n , So wore a Crown on Earth , that to Her might be giv'n A thousand , thousand times , more glorious Ones in Heav'n . 7. O Mortals ! for her sake that is gone hence , Can you a while strain , and abstract from sense , To view the great Reward of Recompence● : Things Ear ne're heard , nor ever Eye hath seen , Nor in the Heart of man conceiv'd have ever been : Yet if you can a while entrance , You may perhaps reach a faint glance , Or a dark shadow of that heav'nly chear : Consider when you wonders great admire , Or when you are in any wise Struck't in a charming sweet surprise . When a surprise rejoyces you with wonder , How do you feel , then pray , what pleasurs are you under 8. Then Mortals what think ye , Of joys that are all Enthusiasm Extasie Where wondrous wonders do surprise eternally ! Wonders in boundless numbers and in charms There croud in everlasting Swarms : There Joys ne'er cloy , nor ever spend , All bounds and measures tney transcend : There the whole Scenes that do present Are worthy of a pow'r indeed omnipotent , That can the boundless Appetite , Sarisfy with full delight : And in a word , boundless desires have there , Omnipotent Power still on work to forge them ravishing content . ( 9 ) How admirable are the Rap'ts ! O how magnifick ! Is the pure Vision beatifick ? The poynant salies of seraphick Love What high flown Transports at each glance they move ! Strange Emanations where the beams and rays Volies rebound , eternal Praise , When engulf't in divine Caresses wholly , The Soul still echoes Holy , Holy , Holy , Who was , who is , who ever more shall be , The First and Last , Him bliss all Saints eternally . ( 10 ) The most sublim'd extract or refin'd quintessence Of pleasures of the Earth and Sense , Are but a shadow faint Of these prepared for rhe meanest Saint , How then stupenduous think ye Must these admirable great Glories be The Mansions furnish'd , and the State prepar'd for such heroick Saints as she . ( 11 ) If all the Glorifi'd have their Dignity and State , Advanc'd and highten'd at the rate They have been on the Earth in Goodness large and Great , What Glories then must needs attend A sainted Queen , who did transcend Her high state Grandour and Descent By virtue more sublime by far , and far more eminent ? ( 12 ) All flights of humane Witt amazing droup and vail , Dare not to parcel Her in the retail , Her whose great Eminence did in proportion ly , And in Her Virtues uniformity ; Beaties that stand in due proportion feature In pieces ta'en , they mangle still the fairest Creature : Then in the whole and platt ; you have Her true Transcendant and surprizing view . How great how uniform a Radiancy Gives join'd with verteous Saint-ship sacred Majesty ? These in conjunction Men amaze into a noble awe Of heavenly as well as of humane Law . Princes do by Example give The strongest Perswasives how meaner Men should live : We always find true Pietie In Soveraignity so much inherent , No King without it e'er can be , GOD's true , but His meer mock Vicegerent : Dare they Heav'ns Deputation plead Who throw off all Heav'ns Fear and Dread ? Pretend they thence Commision Who all Obeysance do disclaim , thereto refuse submission ? Heav'ns Darling then and best beloved Minion A compleat Title had to Her triple Dominion . ( 13 ) Now Muse , I dread thou may a pace Damm up thy Sorrows at the thought of Her great Happiness , Were it not at poor Mortals cost alas , A Happiness so great nought can express , Or equal , in its greatness , but our loss : O! but wise Providence seems cross , And in a Riddle stips ! when here One thing doth with such different views appear : The Soul whose aspect gives so bright above Should in reverse on Earth nought but black Anguish move : To make the odes in this strange Matter ev'n , This plain Solution may be giv'n . ( 14 ) Brittain has ne'er such a crown'd Female seen ; So ne'er deserv'd to keep that Queen : Sure Guilt that wearied out long-suffering Patience Alone removed her from hence : Justice it was decreed in the Conclave of Heav'n , That this grand master-piece Stroak must alas to Earth be gi●'n : Yea , by a fervent tendency and bent She 's flown to Heav'n Her Element , As Weight down goes , Flame upward bends , And each thing to its proper Center tends : What can Laws fixt controul Or stop the eager flight of a Heav'n-ward aspiring Soul ; No wonder then that She 's so quickly gone When Press and Bensil thereto join their power in one . And Heav'n rejoice , but Earth be left to moan : ( 15 ) But Courage Hero , grieve not at the rate , As if Her Fate Were to be quite annihilat ; Or as You grudg'd Her early Happiness 'Cause She 's out-stript , You in Her Race to bliss : It 's Guilt alone gives Men great cause to grieve , Deep Sorrow may polluted Souls relieve : Then at this Schock You truly may Stand closs to Your wonted Tranquillity , And brighten pale Grief with a calm Serenity : This is a Champion Bravery , It gives the air of high Majestick State , Thus You atchieve a true and grand heroick Fate In discipline of Christian Chevaulry , Which far out-weighs all other kind of Gallantry , And in a Prince above all gives a sublime decency . ( 16 ) Great Souls for great and equal Ends created are ; A●swage then discord Grief , pray do not marr ●●●v'ns Notes of concord with Thy uncouth jarr , And Heav'ns pure Harmony ; But let his Fates a Consort Chim of high flown Melody : So prosper Monarch in the double Charge Of Royal Cares Her Death to You to You alone bequeaths , Heav'n in proportion will Your Crown inlarge With everlasting glorious Palms with Bays and Wreaths . FINIS .