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         A person of quality.
      
       
         
           1682
        
      
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             An elegy on that illustrious and high-born Prince Rupert, who dyed on Wednesday November the 29th.
             A person of quality.
          
           1 sheet ([1] p.).
           
             Printed for Langly Curtis,
             London, :
             1682.
          
           
             Signed: Written by a person of quallity.
             Verse: "Farewell, thou bravest of the great, farewell ..."
             Reproduction of original in the British Library.
          
        
      
    
     
       
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           Rupert, -- Prince, Count Palatine, 1619-1682 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
           Elegiac poetry, English -- 17th century.
        
      
    
     
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               MEMENTO
               MORI
            
             outline of tombstone including emblems of Death which surrounds text
          
        
         
           AN
           ELEGY
           ON
           That
           Illustrious
           and
           High-Born
           PRINCE
           RUPERT
           ,
           Who
           Dyed
           on
           
             
               Wednesday
               November
            
             the
             29th
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               
                 1.
                 
                 Dec.
                 1682
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FArewell
             ,
             thou
             Bravest
             of
             the
             Great
             ,
             Farewell
             ,
          
           
             When
             Fame
             shall
             thy
             Unbiast
             Virtues
             tell
             ;
          
           
             Thy
             Match
             no
             History
             shall
             ever
             find
             ,
          
           
             Thou
             Universal
             Favourite
             of
             Mankind
             ;
          
           
             Whilst
             Factions
             Boyl
             ,
             whilst
             Bandying
             Parties
             clash
             ,
          
           
             And
             meeting
             Tydes
             their
             angry
             Billows
             dash
             ,
          
           
             Whilst
             Heat
             meets
             Heat
             ,
             and
             thwarting
             Ferments
             Reign
             ,
          
           
             Rupert
             alone
             ,
             firm
             to
             Truths
             Golden
             mean
          
           
             Held
             his
             ,
             even
             Souls
             miraculous
             Ballance
             right
             ,
          
           
             The
             Countries
             Darling
             ,
             yet
             the
             Courts
             delight
             ;
          
           
             Honour
             in
             Thee
             ,
             united
             all
             Her
             Charms
             ,
          
           
             In
             glories
             Race
             ,
             in
             Battle
             and
             in
             Arms
             ;
          
           
             No
             fiercer
             Fires
             e're
             fill'd
             a
             Heroes
             Breast
             ,
          
           
             In
             Peace
             thy
             mind
             a
             perfect
             Halcyon
             Nest
             ,
          
           
             Where
             Manly
             Virtue
             kept
             Her
             Princely
             Throne
             ,
          
           
             Yet
             so
             retir'd
             as
             if
             Her
             State
             were
             gone
             :
          
           
             A
             mind
             so
             firm
             ,
             all
             irregular
             Heat
             ,
          
           
             The
             restless
             Burning
             Feavour
             of
             the
             Great
             ;
          
           
             A
             mind
             where
             all
             Perfections
             mixt
             so
             well
             ,
          
           
             The
             equal
             Glory
             of
             a
             Camp
             or
             Cell
             .
          
        
         
           
             When
             future
             Ages
             shall
             with
             Honour
             tell
          
           
             Things
             Dismall
             ,
             that
             black
             Master-peice
             of
             Hell
             ,
          
           
             The
             Royal
             Martyrs
             Wound
             ,
             a
             Blow
             so
             great
             ,
          
           
             Posterity
             shall
             start
             but
             to
             repeat
             :
          
           
             In
             the
             sad
             Tale
             ,
             Great
             Ruperts
             Deeds
             shall
             come
             ,
          
           
             And
             blossom
             on
             his
             Sacred
             Masters
             Tomb.
             
          
        
         
           
             No
             hand
             more
             Active
             ,
             and
             no
             sharper
             Sword
             ,
          
           
             The
             Throats
             of
             Englands
             Rebel
             Hydra
             gor'd
             ;
          
           
             And
             if
             in
             that
             lost
             day
             ,
             when
             Fates
             dire
             Blow
             ,
          
           
             Had
             destin'd
             Truth
             and
             Loyalties
             overthrow
             ;
          
           
             Inth
             '
             Universal
             wrack
             ,
             Great
             Rupert
             sunk
             ,
          
           
             Whilst
             starting
             Fortune
             from
             his
             Bannors
             shrunk
             ;
          
           
             His
             Courage
             only
             swel'd
             his
             Sails
             too
             High
             ,
          
           
             Till
             his
             great
             Soul
             onset
             his
             Victory
             :
          
           
             Our
             English
             Hannibal
             ,
             like
             him
             ,
             alone
          
           
             By
             his
             unmannaged
             Conquests
             overthrown
             .
          
        
         
           
             Whilst
             that
             mad
             Chandteer
             ,
             with
             fury
             hurl'd
             ,
          
           
             Ambition
             drives
             the
             Jehues
             of
             the
             World
             ;
          
           
             Whilst
             Ensignes
             fly
             ,
             Drums
             beat
             ,
             and
             Trumpets
             sound
             ,
          
           
             Or
             Conquering
             Heroes
             are
             with
             Lawrells
             Crown'd
             ,
          
           
             Fames
             deathless
             Book
             shall
             keep
             in
             Leaves
             of
             Brass
             ,
          
           
             Proud
             Ruperts
             Name
             enroul'd
             till
             Times
             last
             Glass
             :
          
           
             Nor
             is
             thy
             Memory
             here
             only
             Crown'd
             ,
          
           
             But
             lives
             in
             Arts
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             Arms
             renown'd
             ;
          
           
             Thou
             Prideless
             Thunderer
             ,
             that
             stoop'd
             so
             low
             ,
          
           
             To
             force
             the
             very
             Bolts
             thy
             Arme
             should
             throw
             ,
          
           
             Whilst
             the
             same
             Eyes
             Great
             Rupert
             did
             admire
          
           
             Shining
             in
             Fields
             ,
             and
             sooty
             at
             the
             Fire
             :
          
           
             Perceiving
             thee
             advanced
             in
             Fields
             and
             Arms
             so
             far
          
           
             At
             once
             the
             Mars
             and
             Vulcan
             of
             the
             VVar
             ,
          
           
             Till
             Dancing
             Cyclops
             shall
             thy
             praise
             repeat
             ,
          
           
             And
             on
             their
             Anvils
             thy
             tun'd
             Glorys
             Beat.
             
          
        
         
           Written
           by
           a
           Person
           of
           Quallity
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         
           LONDON
           ,
           Printed
           for
           
             Langly
             Curtis
          
           ,
           1682.
           
        
      
    
  

