A
PANEGYRE,
ON
THE HAPPIE
ENTRANCE OF IAMES,
OVR SOVERAIGNE,
TO
His first high Session of PARLIAMENT
in this his Kingdome, the 19. of
March, 1603.

The Author B.I.

MART.

Licet toto nunc Helicone frui.


LONDON,

M. DC. XVI.

A PANEGYRE.

HEau'n now not striues, alone, our brests to fill

With ioyes: but vrgeth his full fauors still.

Againe, the glory of our Westerne world

Vnfolds himself: & from his eyes are hoorl'd

(To day) a thousand radiāt lights, that stream

To euery nooke and angle of his realme.

His former rayes did onely cleare the skie;

But these his searching beams are cast, to prie

Into those darke and deepe concealed vaults,

Where men commit blacke incest with their faults;

And snore supinely in the stall of sin:

Where Murder, Rapine, Lust, doe sit within,

Carowsing humane bloud in yron bowles,

And make their denne the slaughter-house of soules:

From whose foule reeking cauernes first arise

Those dampes, that so offend all good mens eyes;

And would (if not dispers'd) infect the Crowne,

And in their vapor her bright mettall drowne.

To this so cleare and sanctified an end,

I saw, when reuerend THEMIS did descend

Vpon his state; let downe in that rich chaine,

That fastneth heauenly power to earthly raigne:

Beside her, stoup't on either hand, a maid,

Faire DICE, and EVNOMIA; who were said

To be her daughters: and but faintly knowne

On earth, till now, they came to grace his throne.

Her third, IRENE, help'd to beare his traine;

And in her office vow'd she would remaine,

Till forraine malice, or vnnaturall spight

(Which Fates auert) should force her from her right.

With these he pass'd, and with his peoples hearts

Breath'd in his way; and soules (their better parts)

Hasting to follow forth in shouts, and cryes.

Vpon his face all threw their couetous eyes,

As on a wonder: some amazed stood,

As if they felt, but had not knowne their good:

Others would faine haue shew'ne it in their words:

But, when their speech so poore a helpe affords

Vnto their zeales expression; they are mute:

And only with red silence him salute.

Some cry from tops of houses; thinking noise

The fittest herald to proclaime true ioyes:

Others on ground runne gazing by his side,

All, as vnwearied, as vnsatisfied:

And euery windore grieu'd it could not moue

Along with him, and the same trouble proue.

They that had seene, but foure short daies before,

His gladding looke, now long'd to see it more.

And as of late, when he through London went,

The amorous Citie spar'd no ornament,

That might her beauties heighten; but so drest,

As our ambitious dames, when they make feast,

And would be courted: so this Towne put on

Her brightest tyre; and, in it, equall shone

To her great sister: saue that modestie,

Her place, and yeares, gaue her precedencie.

The ioy of either was alike, and full;

No age, nor sex, so weake, or strongly dull,

That did not beare a part in this consent

Of hearts, and voices. All the aire was rent,

As with the murmure of a mouing wood;

The ground beneath did seeme a mouing floud:

Walls, windores, roofes, towers, steeples, all were set

With seuerall eyes, that in this obiect met.

Old men were glad, their fates till now did last;

And infants, that the houres had made such hast

To bring them forth: Whil'st riper ag'd, and apt

To vnderstand the more, the more were rapt.

This was the peoples loue, with which did striue

The Nobles zeale, yet either kept aliue

The others flame, as doth the wike and waxe,

That friendly temper'd, one pure taper makes.

Meane while, the reuerend THEMIS drawes aside

The Kings obeying will, from taking pride

In these vaine stirres, and to his mind suggests

How he may triumph in his subiects brests,

”With better pompe. She tells him first, that Kings

”Are here on earth the most conspicuous things:

”That they, by Heauen, are plac'd vpon his throne,

”To rule like Heauen; and haue no more, their owne,

”As they are men, then men. That all they doe

”Though hid at home, abroad is search'd into:

”And, being once found out, discouer'd lies

”Vnto as many enuies, there, as eyes.

”That princes, since they know it is their fate,

”Oft-times, to haue the secrets of their state

”Betraid to fame, should take more care, and feare

”In publique acts what face and forme they beare.

”She then remembred to his thought the place

”Where he was going; and the vpward race

”Of kings, præceding him in that high court;

”Their lawes, their endes; the men she did report:

”And all so iustly, as his eare was ioy'd

”To heare the truth, from spight, or flattery voyd.

”She shewd him, who made wise, who honest acts;

”Who both, who neither: all the cunning tracts,

”And thriuing statutes she could promptly note;

”The bloody, base, and barbarous she did quote;

”Where lawes were made to serue the tyran' will;

”Where sleeping they could saue, and waking kill;

”Where acts gaue licence to impetuous lust

”To bury churches, in forgotten dust,

”And with their ruines raise the panders bowers:

”When, publique iustice borrow'd all her powers

”From priuate chambers; that could then create

”Lawes, iudges, consellors, yea prince, and state.

”All this she told, and more, with bleeding eyes;

”For Right is as compassionate as wise.

Nor did he seeme their vices so to loue,

As once defend, what THEMIS did reproue.

For though by right, and benefite of Times,

He ownde their crownes, he would not so their crimes.

He knew that princes, who had sold their fame

To their voluptuous lustes, had lost their name;

And that no wretch was more vnblest then he,

Whose necessary good t'was now to be

An euill king: And so must such be still,

Who once haue got the habit to doe ill.

One wickednesse another must defend;

For vice is safe, while she hath vice to friend.

He knew, that those, who would, with loue, command,

Must with a tender (yet a stedfast) hand

Sustaine the reynes, and in the checke forbeare

To offer cause of iniurie, or feare.

That kings, by their example, more doe sway

Then by their power; and men doe more obay

When they are led, then when they are compell'd.

In all these knowing artes our prince excell'd.

And now the dame had dried her dropping eyne,

When, like an April Iris, flew her shine

About the streets, as it would force a spring

From out the stones, to gratulate the king.

She blest the people, that in shoales did swim

To heare her speech; which still began in him

And ceas'd in them. She told them, what a fate

Was gently falne from heauen vpon this state;

How deare a father they did now enioy

That came to saue, what discord would destroy:

And entring with the power of a king,

The temp'rance of a priuate man did bring,

That wan affections, ere his steps wan ground;

And was not hot, or couetous to be crown'd

Before mens hearts had crown'd him. Who (vnlike

Those greater bodies of the sky, that strike

The lesser fiers dim) in his accesse

Brighter then all, hath yet made no one lesse;

Though many greater: and the most, the best.

Wherein, his choice was happie with the rest

Of his great actions, first to see, and do

What all mens wishes did aspire vnto.

Hereat, the people could no longer hold

Their bursting ioyes; but through the ayre was rol'd

The length'ned showt, as when th'artillery

Of heauen is discharg'd along the skie:

And this confession flew from euery voyce:

Neuer had land more reason to reioyce.

Nor to her blisse, could ought now added bee,

Saue, that shee might the same perpetuall see.

Which when time, nature, and the fates deny'd,

With a twice louder shoute againe they cry'd,

Yet, let blest Brittaine aske (without your wrong)

Still to haue such a king, and this king long.

Solus Rex, & Poeta non quotannis nascitur.