An elegie upon the death of that renovvned heroe Coll. Rainsborrow. Who vvas traiterously murthered on Munday Octob. 19. 1648.
Alleyn, Thomas.
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An elegie upon the death of that renovvned heroe Coll. Rainsborrow. Who vvas traiterously murthered on Munday Octob. 19. 1648.
Alleyn, Thomas.
1 sheet ([1] p.)
for Robert Ibbitson,
Printed at London :
1648.
Signed at end: Tho. Alleyn.
Verse - "Something it was, that made the envious stars".
Annotation on Thomason copy: "Nouemb 14".
Reproduction of the original in the British Library.
eng
Rainborow, Thomas, d. 1648 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
Elegiac poetry, English.
Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
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AN
ELEGIE
UPON
The
Death
of
that
Renowned
HEROE
Coll.
RAINSBORROW
.
WHO
VVas
most
Traiterously
Murthered
on
Munday
Octob.
29.1648
SOmthing
it
was
,
that
made
the
envious
Stars
To
mutinie
,
and
discord
into
Warres
,
In
that
great
Constellation
—
48.
Whose
brows
with
curled
flashings
yet
affright
The
reeling
Universe
:
It
was
thy
Fame
,
Thy
peerlesse
Valour
and
thy
precious
Name
,
O
Rainsborrow
,
something
it
was
the
Sun
,
Did
walk
in
mourning
since
thy
day
was
done
,
In
Sable
Clouds
,
masking
his
glorious
face
,
As
loathing
to
behold
that
fatall
place
,
Wherein
thy
righteous
blood
(
yet
reeking
)
cryes
Against
those
bloody
Caines
butcheries
.
But
didst
thou
dye
as
fooles
,
or
were
thy
hands
(
The
Twins
of
prowesse
)
braceletted
with
bands
?
(
Whereof
each
singer
was
a
charme
to
still
The
balls
of
Death
,
and
whole
Campania's
fill
With
palmed
Trophies
)
No
,
as
Vertue
fares
Loathed
by
vicious
Hell-born
Councellers
,
Such
was
thy
fall
,
such
thy
bewailed
fate
,
Though
blood-gorg'd
Envy
could
but
Antedate
Thy
mortall
peece
,
Shryne
to
that
purer
part
,
Not
to
be
pensill'd
by
Seraphick
Art
.
Therefore
the
Heavens
,
grown
covetous
to
see
The
Earth
inrich'd
with
such
a
Gemme
as
thee
,
Down
glydes
a
winged
Cherub
in
all
hast
,
To
snatch
thee
hence
,
in
triumph
to
be
grac'd
,
A
fixed
Star
;
where
though
the
Quires
doe
sing
For
joy
,
we
(
steep'd
in
tears
)
our
hands
doe
wring
Like
melting
Niobes
,
though
from
our
eyes
,
Thy
worth
may
claime
as
debt
such
sacrifice
,
Mirrour
of
men
,
Arts
abstract
,
Souldiers
glory
.
True
Graces
splendor
,
and
sweet
peace's
story
,
Engine
of
Warre
,
a
valour
double
edg'd
.
Not
to
be
blunted
,
though
with
Armies
hedg'd
,
(
Nor
durst
grim
Atropos
,
presum'd
thee
harm
,
Had
not
the
subtle
Hagge
,
us'd
Treasons
Arm
)
Whom
all
succeeding
Ages
may
admire
Not
imitate
,
yet
there
is
living
fire
Within
thy
name
,
enough
to
blaze
on
high
,
Coward
Succession
,
into
Chivalry
,
Nor
doth
the
languish'd
Land
lament
alone
,
But
Neptunes
Court
,
where
thy
great
name
is
known
,
Are
all
in
mourning
,
there
the
Sea-Nimphs
weep
Vailing
their
beauties
in
the
curled
deep
:
The
showres
unto
the
Billows
mourn
,
and
they
Unto
the
shoares
return
,
a
Welladay
.
The
burthen
of
whose
Eccoes
passing
knell
Is
this
:
A
great
Man
's
falne
,
in
Israel
.
Farewell
dear
Patriot
,
since
th'art
gone
,
we
have
But
two
things
to
be
proud
of
,
first
a
Grave
,
And
then
thy
name
,
in
that
wee
'l
happy
be
,
In
this
more
Active
through
thy
memory
.
And
thus
our
Teares
of
Joy
and
Griefe
,
wee
shed
,
Glad
th'art
in
Heaven
,
yet
sorry
thou
art
Dead
.
Virtus
post
Funera
.
THO.
ALLEYN
.
Printed
at
London
for
Robert
Ibbitson
.
1648.