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B06114 To the Duke, upon his return from Scotland. 1682 (1682) Wing T1394; Interim Tract Supplement Guide 839.m.22[18]; ESTC R32808 1,852 4

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TO THE DUKE UPON HIS Return from Scotland SO the fair Light once banish'd does Return When with new Brightness crown'd the Day is born Though all the time that disappears we might Much better say We Vanisht are from Light For that still Guides the Day when it is here And flies but to extend the Day elsewhere As You whom our poor Isle cannot confine More than the Sun can in one Country shine For the same Cause can never Banish't be Contain'd in no One Land no more than He. Ev'n he descending from his shining Height With us does Rise in other Lands as Bright And seeming to Go Down to This Worlds view Retires but is not Banish't to the New So You no less than he a Starr too Great To Rise for ever in One Place or Set. In Sphere too Noble and of Make too Pure For envious Mists for ever to Obscure If ought e're seem'd to intercept Your Light The Clouds ne're darken'd You but hid our Sight Like Heav'ns fair Ruler of the Day as high Above all Clouds as They above our Eye Nor less than He a Royal Planet seem Born to Divided Empire too like Him Your Hemispheres in which You shine have too Your Brother 's Antient Empire and his New The Empire of his Race which gave the Chair In which our Kings when Crown'd now seated are Ev'n so long since some Promise seem'd to give That thence in time we might our Kings derive Gives us in You a sure Support alone Both of the Scottish Chair and English Throne Well did the ROYAL MARTYR e're he fell To bind Succession shew his latest Zeal When Kissing GLOC'STER he forbad all Claims To CHARLES his Scepter and the Sword of JAMES Be CHARLES his Scepter ever Sacred still And be the Sword of JAMES Invincible May the Young KING to mount my Throne prevail May th' ADMIRAL in Battel never fail Revolted Cities bend to th' PRINCES Yoke While Fleets and Armies wait upon the DUKE His Lot to Shine upon the Land and be The Other'd still to Thunder on the Sea All this and more Kind Heaven understood Couch't in your Speechless Father's Voice of Blood For Wounds have Mouths which seem to gape and cry And in the Voice of Blood was Prophecy Propitious Heav'n the Martyrs Cry has heard A King 's and Martyr's Cry deserves Regard Much to his Vows as the Event does show For their Success the Royal Brothers owe. Our Sov'reign much for his Return must own Meeting i th' Arms of Peace a Bloudless Crown Much You maintaining to the Sea that Right He o're the Land had gain'd without a Fight For what alas had it avail'd to boast His Scepter gain'd had yet his Flagg been lost And what a Maimed Monarch needs most be An Island-King who is not Lord at Sea In his Return Heaven no Hands did need Reserving that for its peculiar Deed Its Act entire as seeming to declare None in the Honour of that Work should share That Kings may know on whom they must depend Whose Gift are Crowns and whence they do descend And we due Rev'rence to our Kings may learn Restor'd divinely as divinely Born This Heav'n perform'd but left it to your Sword To Guard those Rights to which he was Restor'd Keeping in store this Honour as Your Due What it began should finish't be by You. And teaching us where Human Hands there need To what a kind of Choice it does proceed When suiting Instruments to Ends it drawes The brightest Sword still in the Bravest Cause Appointing and then Arming You for Fight Who to the Seas Command by Birth had Right Led by just Titles to as just a Warr To reap those Honours in which none could share With double Courage arm'd You then did shew What a Great Leader and Good Cause could Do. What the Kings just Rights could at once require Or we from th'Hopes of your High Birth desire When you the winged Host to Battel led And in your Flying Chariot 'fore them rid Bearing your Brother's Thunder by your Side And waving high his Flagg with lofty Pride This High th'Ensign of his wrong'd Pow'r to show While that His Vengeance loudly speaks Below Soon as the Sov'reign of the Seas did roar Prostrate they fell who could not Bow before They knew his Voice and to his Flagg submit His Thunder own and Him that carried it Tall Ships that with their Flaggs erect did ride Hide in the Seas the Trophies of their Pride Low as the Deep their humbled Top-sails bend And wide as that their Ruins do extend Such was the Fight as did the World convince None but You were Born for the Crowns Defence And tho it were not Your High Charge by Birth Your Merit to that Place had call'd You forth While You at once deservedly unite The greatest Merit and the highest Right What vast unbounded Hopes may we conceive Who under such a Pair of Brothers live Happy beneath this fair Conjunction born Where both their Province nobly do adorn And each so Worthy is Great CHARLES to Reign And YORK to Triumph o're the Conquer'd Main A better KING than He no Land e're knew No Seas a Braver ADMIRAL than You. FINIS