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A06665 Teares for the neuer sufficientlie bewailed death of the late right honourable and most worthie of all honourable titles, Alexander Earle of Dumfermeling, Lord Fyuie, and Vrquhart late Lord Chancellar of Scotland Lyon, John, fl. 1608-1622. 1622 (1622) STC 17120; ESTC S109753 4,148 14

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TEARES For the neuer sufficientlie bewailed death of the late right honourable and most worthie of all honourable Titles ALEXANDER EARLE of Dumfermeling Lord Fyuie and Vrquhart late Lord Chancellar of SCOTLAND EDINBVRGH Printed by the Heires of ANDRO HART ANNO DOM. 1622. TO MY VERIE Honourable and most respected good LADIE Dame Beatrix Ruthven LADIE Coldenknowes c. Madam AS I condemne the vnnaturall custome of the Auntient Thracians who vsed to weepe at the birth of their Children and to rejoyce at the death of their Parents Kins-folke and Friends So I can not but commend your Ladyships firm-fixt affection to your friends which contrarie to the common custome of this time-seruing Age Death doeth not diminish which your La. makes manifest at this time for no sooner had fame filled the eares of all with the sorrowfull report of the neuer sufficientlie bewailed death of the late right honourable Lord Chancellar but your La. to show that as in this generall losse your losse was more then commone hauing lost so honourable a Patrone so faithfull a Friend and so louing a Father in all your affaires so you in sorrow exceeded the most sorrowfull your La. repledged from the fire this vnpolisht ryme to the which as vnworthie of the worlds view I condemned the same and caus'd the same so bee printed to the which I condiscended willing rather to publish mine owne imperfections them that your La. scarce imitable and vnfained affection to that Noble Lord should bee concealed accept then Madam in good part those lines which by your owne procurment passes to the Presse and as they beare the badges of your Ladiships sorrow for your so great a losse let them serue as signes to show the willingnes I haue to doe your Ladiship all the seruice I can performe to the which I am tyed both by bandes of blood and nature and by your Ladiships manifold vndeserued courteous fauours to my selfe hoping that the Title of your Ladishippes name shall seruee as a sufficient defence for all the imperfections of those vnperfect and vnpolisht lines kissing your Ladiships hands I rest and shall euer remaine Your Ladiships Cousen most humblie devoted to serue you John Lyoun TEARES For the neuer sufficiently bewailed death of the late right honourable and most worthie of all honourable Titles ALEXANDER EARLE of Dumfermeling Lord Fyuie and Vrquhart late Lord Chancellar of SCOTLAND AH must my weake and care-benummed hand Paint out the sorrowes of this sorrowing Land How can my pen make others passions knowne Which as they are can not expresse mine owne This publike losse which was a losse too great Some heauen-taught Muse were fitter to relate Yet whilst the Learned who in silence fit Frame loftie Lynes to serue as signes of wit Sad care-crost Muse vnto the world proclaime With wofull notes this lamentable Theame And sing so sadlie to each listning eare That euerie eye for tribute pay a teare Come euerie Age Estate and Sexe come all Come and bewaile this statelie Cedars fall Come all wrong'd Orphanes come bewaile your syre Who did of late but yet too soone expyre Come woefull widowes come you weepe you fast Your Anchor and your hope your helpe is past Rich Burgers your of whom hee once was chiefe With teares bewray vnto the world your griefe You at the Barre who pleade your clients cause Mourne that ye want the Iudge that judg'd your Lawes Graue learned Iudges all burst foorth in mone Your Light your Lanterne and your Guide is gone State-ruling Peeres true pillers of the Crowne Fit for Bellona or the peacefull gownc Helpe to be-waile that euer-famous Lord Whose noble partes nobilitie decor'd The heauens themselues as murners doe prepare With signes of sorrow to increase our care For when hee dy'd the heauens on earth did powre Greiu'd at his death of teares a liberall showre And ere hee dy'd Latona's child so bright Crab-like retired from his Sphears chiefe hight As if hee would to euerie one bewray In humane shape an heauenlie lightes decay For hee as where his foolish sonne did guide The head-strong horses hee was wont to ride Obscures his rayes and hides his glorious eye Loathe on the earth this woefull sight to see Our Day did set when wee expected least Our Light when full and at the highest ceast Our Summer ended or it halfe was done For loe it ended in the midst of Iune For with his date our joyes receiued theirs His dulefull death gaue life vnto our cares Speake tyrant Death shew if thou canst wherefore Thou spoil'd the Stone that did our ring decore Did not of late each State a tribute pay Did not each-where thy crueltie beare sway Peeres Church-men Iudges all did tribute giue And were content so hee alone might liue But thou insatiate monster who is gladde To see the world strooke with amazement sadde In this thou preast thy powerfull force to show Hurling all States by giuing such a blow Yet doe thy worst in spite of Time and Thee His best partes still shall liue and neuer die His soule which from the Heauens to Earth descended Bake from the Earth is to the Heauens ascended There still to liue with that great KING of Kings Where Angels euer Halleluiah sings And heere on earth still famous shall remaine His famous Acts in spight of Times disdaine No Marble Porphire Gold Corinthiane Brasse Or Monument yet halfe so lasting was Proud Pyramids of Artemisian frame Vaine Monuments of quicke decaying fame Will with their builders perish and decay That where they stood scarce comming time can say But hee more wise hath built a Tombe more strong Which still shall last in spight of Envies wrong Trueth Iustice Mercie Policie and Peace Shall this rare Hero's Tombe with dicton grace For Trueth shall say and Trueth can neuer lie His rare true worth vnparalel'd shall bee Iustice and Mercie fitting for a Iudge Hee wiselie mixt and in his breast did Iudge Iustice to none hee neuer did refuse Yet did sterne Law with mercie of times vse That Pylian Sage of whom his Ruler saide Troy could not stand if but ten such hee had Might well bee spar'd did hee in Counsell sit Whose rypned Iudgement led each younger wit And as on Hybla or Hymetus Hill The hony Birdes the flowrie mountaines fill Searching from grasse to grasse from flower to flower To bring their sweete foode to their sweetned Bower Looke to the trauell of his younger yeares And like to those his policie appeares For loe hee Bee-like past from place to place Knowledge to gaine which might his Countrie grace Paines trauell hazard hee esteemed nought To gaine the wish'd for knowledge which hee sought Loire Seine and Rhine with Tiber Arne and Poe Their Bankes hee past to make his learning growe And as the Bee from euerie flower doth take The sweetest juice his pleasing food to make Wherewith full fraught hee hastes him to his Hyue Where Drones decay but thristie Bees doe thryue So in his