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A60895 The frontispice [sic] of the Kings book opened With a poem annexed: The in-security of Princes. Considered in an occasionall meditation upon the King's late sufferings and death. Somner, William, 1598-1669. 1650 (1650) Wing S4664; ESTC R221592 4,011 10

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THE Frontispice of the Kings Book opened WITH A Poem annexed The In-security of Princes Considered in an occasionall Meditation upon the King's late Sufferings and Death HORAT Saepius ● ventis agitatur ingens Pinus celsae graviore casu Decidunt Turres feriuntque summos Fulmina Montes The Frontispice of the Kings Book Opened BEFORE three Kingdoms-Monarch three Crowns lie Of Gold of Thorne of Glory bright but vaine Sharpe yet but light eternall to remaine O' th World of Christ of Heav'n At 's Foot Hand Eye Hee spurnes accepts expects Kneeles yet doth Reigne A Sun a Rock a Palm-tree Emblems fit The Sun in Clouds the Rock in waves o' th Sea The Palm-trees boughs depres't with weights Yet see The Sun shines out more bright the Rock 's unsplit Unmov'd the Palm-tree flourishes So Hee Another more at large WHAT have wee here a Worldling Surely no What is he then a Papist Neither so Then haply some Enthusiast Nothing lesse Is hee an Atheist then or what Expresse To prove him not a Worldling looke below His action with his Foot proclaimes him so That hee 's no Papist neither looke before him God's-Word no Missal there doth so declare him Wherein professing that his Hope doth rest We may conclude hee 's no Enthusiast That likewise hee 's no Atheist marke his Ey To Heav'n lift up admits a Deity If then no Worldling nor a Papist hee An Atheist neither nor Enthusiast bee What is hee then Why questionlesse a KING A King that 's common yet no common thing What 's here presented to our view to see A King to Heav'n devoted on his knee Kings though the greatest yet not still the best Too oft than Heav'n the World in more request With such Then sure this is some Christian King So Christian like his garbe in every thing For marke his Body to devotion fram'd His Soule the whilest with heav'nly fire enflam'd Whose operation makes him spurne away His worldly Crowne as Burthensome though Gay Giving all earthly Kings to understand That Vanitie doth still their Crowne attend Which underfoote are fitter to be trod Then touch'd with hand or taken on the Head This therefore with his foote thus turn'd away His hand hee doth upon his Saviours lay The which Though Sharpe yet Light and which by Grace Being attended may be borne with ease And now the former Crowne contemned and This latter taken up with cheerfull hand Gods word withall proposed for the scope The Rule the Square the Anchor of his Hope Who promiseth that those with Christ shall raigne Who waving Crownes his Crosse shall entertaine No marvell if that Hee with stedfast Eye Of lively Faith advanced to the Skye Doth there behold a Crowne which th' other two As much as Heav'n the Earth beyond doth go Heaven 's Blessed diadem Eternall and The which as proper Glory doth attend In this condition what though Winds doe blow And stormes on all sides threaten overthrow Though Troubles rise and Waves lift up their voice Like Billowes beating with a hideous noise Upon that embleme of a constant minde A Rocke that bassler both of Waves and Winde Yet still Hee stands Unmov'd maintaines His ground O're all assaults Triumphing safe and sound Whil'st through Black Clouds breakes forth a Heavenly Ray By Darknesse so set off it Shines like Day Which streaming downe upon this constant Head So quits the same of Care his Heart of Dread That though oppressed as the Palme by Weight Vertues true Embleme yet t'a greater height Hee still ariseth of divine perfection Under the Burthen of the worst affliction And thus is shadowed forth of British Pearles So famous heretofore in forraigne Worlds The most illustrious orient pretious one That ever yet adorn'd the English Throne The best of Kings set o're the Subjects worst The Father of the Second Charles the first Did'st thou not know him Reader then looke hence Here ' that at hand will cure thy ignorance His Picture by his owne rare Pencill ta'ne None ever by Apelles better drawne His Golden Manual so divine so rare As save God's booke admits of no compare The Booke of Bookes so choice one word for all As e're the Chri●●ian world was blest withall This Front is but the Signe go enter then Thy Soule nere lodged in a braver Inne Which to put downe though Earth and Hell combine Though Men and Devils all their forces joyne Whil'st Clu●s is Trumpe yet unto all be 't known By Heav'n 't is Licenc'd and may not goe downe Though as a Booke it wants men's Imprimatur It glorieth yet in his who 's men's Creator Then Bles'd his Providence thrice bles'd his Pleasure That hath good Subjects blest with such a Treasure Meane time accurs'd and thrice accurs'd all such As like damn'd Rebels at this blessing grutch Whil'st by this Booke the former grow much better May Heav'n convert or els confound the latter But Reader on leave Strawes and gather Pearles Leave these and to the Lines of brave King CHARLES Of whom besides this admirable ΕΙΚΩΝ Wee have another in our CHARLES the SECOND One of the virtues as apparent Heire As of the Crowne of his illustrious Sire In referrence to whom let 's pray say sing May Rebells perish But GOD SAVE THE KING The In-security of Princes O How doth sad experience verifie His perilous estate that sits on high Would'st thou far off from thunder-stroke remove Then keep thy distance come not neere to Jove Whil'st high-pitch'd Towres ly ope to wind and weather The low-thatch'd Bowre's insensible of either The lowly Shrubbe stands ever firme and fast Whil'st lofty Cedars shake with ev'ry blast No stormy-winds disturbe the humble Vale Whilst the proud Mountaine feeles the smallest gale Safety but seldome at the Court resides It flies the Prince and with the Pesant bides From Palaces contentment keeps aloofe A Cottage-guest it loves the low-set-Roofe Votum Authoris WERE I then of the twaine my choice to make I 'd leave the Palace and the Cottage take A Prince or Pesant might I choose to bee The Pesant rather then the Prince for mee Were I by option high or low to dwell I 'de choose the Valley and refuse the Hill Might I or Towre or Bowre at will elect I 'de take the Bower and the Towre reject Ever preferring safe obscurity To envied in-secure sublimity And choosing rather to abide below Then hazard from the Hill an overthrow Who 's downe already of up-standers all Hath this advantage That hee feares no fall Another O To what dangers to what cares and feares Is hee exposed that the Scepter beares What though a golden Crowne his browes adornes 'T is little better than a Crowne of thornes Such cares his head molest his heart such feares Whose head the Crowne whose hand the Scepter beares The saying's old but true Were it but know'n To him that in the Streets should find a Crowne What Cares attend the same hee would not stoop As hardly worth the