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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<P>An Elligie upon the death of the Right Honour|able
<HI>Robert Devereux,</HI> late Earle of <HI>E&s;&s;ex,</HI> Lord Generall of the Par|liaments
Forces, who decea&s;ed <DATE>the thirteene day of <HI>Sept.</HI> 1646.</DATE></P>
<FIGDESC>funerary monument</FIGDESC>
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<L>OH! <HI>Autnmne</HI> how ha&s;t thou began the fall,</L>
<L>Our happy <HI>Summer</HI> being newly &s;pent,</L>
<L>Thou over turnes the Tree with Roote and all,</L>
<L>And &s;hakes to us the Fruite of di&s;content:</L>
<L>Both Death and thee, con&s;pired in one thing,</L>
<L>To throw down that which flouri&s;ht many a &s;pring.</L>
<L>The much Renowned Champion of our dayes,</L>
<L>And mo&s;t lamented (in our hemi&s;phere,)</L>
<L>For's Death, who in his life time gain'd &s;uch prai&s;e,</L>
<L>As (till the World doth end) may perciviere,</L>
<L>Though we have lo&s;t thy pre&s;ence, yet thy fame,</L>
<L>Shall ever be attending on thy Name:</L>
<L>Which at the fir&s;t of all did undertake</L>
<L>To breake the Ice, and lay the &s;torme of Warre,</L>
<L>Where he a pa&s;&s;age did for others make,</L>
<L>Who by their Fortunes now victorioas are:</L>
<L>Alwayes a Doer of his Kingdomes good,</L>
<L>A Friend to Peace, and &s;low in &s;heding Blood.</L>
<L>Vnto the State he prov'd a faithfull Friend,</L>
<L>Free from the blemi&s;h of uncon&s;tancy,</L>
<L>Holding his Re&s;olution to the end,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t others fell unto a po&s;ticy,</L>
<L>Yet noble <HI>ESSEX</HI> &s;till did iu&s;tly deale,</L>
<L>Both with the King, the State, and Common-weale.</L>
<L>His Love extended both to great and &s;mall,</L>
<L>The greater then his lo&s;&s;e (to rich and poore,)</L>
<L>The Souldiers &s;ighing for their Generall,</L>
<L>Who&s;e pre&s;ents here they're like to &s;ee no more,</L>
<L><HI>Devereux</HI> adieu, they &s;hake their Heads and cry,</L>
<L>Yet we're thy followers &s;till, for all mu&s;t die:</L>
<L>As loving, &s;o religious he was found,</L>
<L>No Vice appear'd to harbour in his Bre&s;t,</L>
<L>But honour, valour, mixt with iudgement found,</L>
<L>Which &s;ends his Soule unto eternall re&s;t:</L>
<L>This is our comfort, thou art happy there,</L>
<L>Yet mu&s;t we needs lament thy ab&s;ence here.</L>
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<HEAD>An Acro&s;ticke on his Name.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>R</HI>igh Honourable, we thy Tennants here,</L>
<L><HI>O</HI>ver the <HI>Toumb</HI> (of &s;uch a Noble Peere,)</L>
<L><HI>B</HI>rings teares enough, whereby to raine a Shower,</L>
<L><HI>E</HI> xcelling tho&s;e which from the Clouds doe poure,</L>
<L><HI>R</HI>ich in thy life time, &s;till our &s;elues we thought,</L>
<L><HI>T</HI>ill Death, thy fat all end, our woes hath wrought.</L>
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<L><HI>D</HI>eath wherefore ha&s;t thou &s;tolne our Joyes away,</L>
<L><HI>E</HI>arth why did&s;t thou &s;o gape, was he thy Prey,</L>
<L><HI>A</HI>re both of you Confederates in our griefe,</L>
<L><HI>V</HI> nkind, to mankind, thus to take the chiefe</L>
<L><HI>E</HI>xcepting <HI>Maje&s;ty,</HI> none went before</L>
<L><HI>R</HI>enovned <HI>ESSEX,</HI> nor hath beene one more</L>
<L><HI>V</HI>ictorious, yet did this Champion die,</L>
<L><HI>X</HI>ternall Death, to gaine Eternity.</L>
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<L>Thus from an earthly &s;eate, unto a throwne,</L>
<L>Now his trance&s;cendant Soule from us is flowne,</L>
<L>Here leaving of our <HI>Engli&s;h Parliament,</HI></L>
<L>Vnto a higher Court, in Heaven it went.</L>
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<P>LONDON, Printed by <HI>Iohn Hammond.</HI></P>
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