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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>A CONGRATULATORY POEM On the R<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="in crease" EXTENT="1+ letters"> Honourable S^r. ORLANDO BRIDGMAN. Lord Keeper of th<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="in crease" EXTENT="1 letter"> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="in crease" EXTENT="1 letter"> reat Seal of <HI>England.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>My Lord,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<LG>
<L>TO You, as fa&s;t as ver&s;es feet can move</L>
<L>A Country Mu&s;e conveighs the Countrys love,</L>
<L>And though her Laureats Courtly &s;i&s;ters bring</L>
<L>From their rich Stones a noble offering,</L>
<L>Yet (&s;ith the minde mo&s;t makes the Sacrifice)</L>
<L>Your goodne&s;s will not meaner gifts de&s;pi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She joyes the <HI>Keeper,</HI> but more joyes the Seale</L>
<L>Lodg'd to th'advantage of the publiques Weale,</L>
<L>And the di&s;po&s;er too, who&s;e prudent Choice</L>
<L>Is herein echo'd by the vulgar voice;</L>
<L>You are the happy Center, that unite</L>
<L>In one the Patriot, and the Favourite.</L>
<L>Rare Harmony! the mu&s;ick of the Spheeres</L>
<L>Too &s;eldome thus accords with vulgar Ears.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>T'were ea&s;y to reflect, but that &s;uch wayes,</L>
<L>Are the low Topicks of a narrow prai&s;e,</L>
<L>Whence let your predece&s;&s;ors re&s;t for me</L>
<L>His Libell here would your detraction be,</L>
<L>True Diamonds are by their own &s;parks declar'd,</L>
<L>And they're dull &s;tones which &s;hine not but compar'd,</L>
<L>Nor do you &s;eek or need it, &s;ingle Merit</L>
<L>Wonne you the Honour, Let that mighty wear it.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Mean while, we mu&s;t our &s;elves twice happy rate</L>
<L>Since peace and you, together ble&s;t the State;</L>
<L>Our fears i'th Wane, our joyes are in the Increa&s;e</L>
<L>Whiles we have &s;uch a Keeper to our peace,</L>
<L>And (but that Faction did the Terme devi&s;e)</L>
<L>Wee'd adde too <HI>Keeper,</HI> of our <HI>Liberties.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Were all your own Rolles &s;earch't, &s;carce &s;hould we finde,</L>
<L>That noble Seat fild with &s;o fit a minde.</L>
<L>So brave a Minde, as ba&s;ene&s;&s;e ne'r allayes,</L>
<L>So great a Minde, as greatne&s;&s;e cannot rai&s;e,</L>
<L>So ju&s;t a Minde, as intere&s;t can't &s;educe,</L>
<L>So wi&s;e a Minde, as colours can't abu&s;e</L>
<L>So large a Minde, as large&s;t Tru&s;ts do crave.</L>
<L>So calme a Minde, as Equity &s;hould have.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>High Court&s;hips con&s;trued in the pre&s;ent ten&s;e</L>
<L>Lawes Oracle without perplexed &s;ence.</L>
<L>A &s;ober piety in a Virtuo&s;o</L>
<L>And an <HI>Orlando</HI> without Furio&s;o.</L>
<L>Who&s;e judgement doth with legall mea&s;ures &s;ide</L>
<L>Yet moderate, where men differ, not divide.</L>
<L>That temper now mu&s;t ble&s;s us, we're undone</L>
<L>T'wixt two extreams, all Liberty and none.</L>
<L>You have the happy mean, neither propen&s;e</L>
<L>To &s;calding Zeal, nor cold Indifference.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Churches patronage, you do inherit,</L>
<L>Both by a Claim of Birth-right, and of merit</L>
<L>The Reverend prelate long &s;ince gone to re&s;t</L>
<L>In after Annals &s;hall be daily ble&s;t,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As Bi&s;hop fir&s;t, and next as parent too</L>
<L>A Father both unto the Church and you.</L>
<L>Yea twice the Churches Father, whiles his care</L>
<L>Thereof de&s;cends on you, though not his Chayre.</L>
<L>Rome &s;lander not our marryed Clergy, none</L>
<L>Of thy Popes Nephews matcht a Bi&s;hops &s;onne:</L>
<L>Mu&s;ter up all the Tribe, and we'el outvy'em:</L>
<L>Although we have forgot how they came by'em.</L>
<L>Yea tho&s;e who cryd down Prelates branch and root</L>
<L>May now repent each moyetie of their Vote</L>
<L>Sith how&s;oe'er the root di&s;pleasd they &s;ee</L>
<L>A Bi&s;hops branch may make a noble Tree.</L>
<L>And if &s;uch blo&s;&s;omes <HI>Aarons</HI> rod will bare</L>
<L>T'would reconcile the Cla&s;&s;is to the Chaire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Nor is the law le&s;s honor'd, whiles it &s;ees</L>
<L>Its Rigours &s;oftned, by your decrees:</L>
<L>For whiles no point thereof e&s;capes your Eye</L>
<L>Its Guordian knots you cut not, but untye.</L>
<L>So doth the learned Churchman, in perplext</L>
<L>Scriptures, unravell, not tear up the Text:</L>
<L>Out laws the highe&s;t rea&s;on, 'tis confe&s;t,</L>
<L>Si'th now tis lodged in your learned Brea&s;t.</L>
<L>Your Court a Cou<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="2 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1 word"> <GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1 span">y <HI>now,</HI></L>
<L>You<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="damage" EXTENT="1 span"> Judge in it, Con&s;cience in you,</L>
<L>Advanced by you to their auncient fame</L>
<L>Chancery &s;uites &s;hall loo&s;e their Evill name.</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall the Client drain'd by Bills and Motions,</L>
<L>With a new (Libera) charge his devotions.</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall the title burth'nd with decrees,</L>
<L>Undoe the Heir, and &s;pend his Fee in fees:</L>
<L>Or force him whiles he find's a &s;uit in Taile,</L>
<L>To &s;ell to his Lawyer, to make good his Sale.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But hold! me thinks I hear with what content,</L>
<L>Your learned lips harangue the Parliament,</L>
<L>So that whil's you Care&s;s the learned throng,</L>
<L>Never King &s;pake, by a more welcome tongue:</L>
<L>Spare us good Sir, with moderation crave,</L>
<L>Or w're undone, t'will be but a&s;k and have.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yea &s;pare your worthyes Sir, le&s;t Sons debate.</L>
<L>They give a&s;&s;ent, and votes precipitate.</L>
<L>Whiles &s;tormed by your Rhetorick, they di&s;pen&s;e</L>
<L>With their own orders, and Enact the &s;ence:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Enough my mu&s;e, pack up now and away,</L>
<L>To wait on's Lord&s;hip on next &s;ealing day.</L>
<L>If askt thy bu&s;ine&s;s, tell, but e're he know it,</L>
<L>Get him to &s;eal a pardon for his poet.</L>
<L>Then beg a grant, that though his name be Latent,</L>
<L>He may have leave to make his Letters Patent.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>William Cadman</HI> at the <HI>Popes -head</HI> in the lower Walk in the New-Exchange near <HI>Durham-gate</HI> in the <HI>Strand.</HI></P>
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