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<HEAD>BETHLEHEMS BEAUTY, LONDONS CHARITY, AND THE CITIES GLORY.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">A Panegyrical Poem on that Magnificent Structure, lately Erected in <HI>Moorfields,</HI> vulgarly called <HI>New-Bedlam.</HI></HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">Humbly Addre&s;t to the Honourable Ma&s;ter, Governours, and other Noble <HI>Benefactors</HI> of that Splendid and mo&s;t u&s;eful <HI>Ho&s;pital.</HI></HEAD>
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<P>Licen&s;ed</P>
<CLOSER><DATELINE><DATE>September 16. 1676.</DATE></DATELINE> <SIGNED>Roger L'Strange.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<L>STory no more &s;hall <HI>Antient Fabricks</HI> boa&s;t,</L>
<L>The mould'ring <HI>Pyramids</HI> on <HI>Egypts</HI> coa&s;t;</L>
<L><HI>Sol</HI>'s va&s;t <HI>Colo&s;sus,</HI> or tho&s;e mighty Things</L>
<L>Which with <HI>Mortality</HI> upbraided <HI>Kings:</HI></L>
<L>All the&s;e could but vain O&s;tentation yield,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t we for <HI>&V;&s;e</HI> and <HI>Charity</HI> do <HI>Build.</HI></L>
<L>When <HI>LONDON</HI> did in <HI>Funeral A&s;hes</HI> lie</L>
<L>But Ten years &s;ince, The <HI>Grief</HI> of every Eye,</L>
<L>VVhere <HI>De&s;olation</HI> Triumph'd in each <HI>Street,</HI></L>
<L>Trampling our Stately'&s;t Structures under Feet.</L>
<L>VVho dur&s;t <HI>Predict,</HI> or hope &s;o &s;oon to &s;ee</L>
<L>Her thus <HI>Rebuilt,</HI> with greater <HI>Maje&s;tie?</HI></L>
<L>Hou&s;es! who&s;e height and &s;trength &s;eem to <HI>Con&s;pire,</HI></L>
<L>To o'retop <HI>Thunder,</HI> and defiance <HI>Fire;</HI></L>
<L>The <HI>Sun</HI> beholds not a more Brave <HI>Exchange,</HI></L>
<L>Nor &s;pacious Streets that in like order Range;</L>
<L>VVho&s;e lofty Fronts harmoniou&s;ly Advance,</L>
<L>As if (like <HI>Thebs</HI>) their Building were a Dance:</L>
<L>Her <HI>Publick Halls</HI> as <HI>Pallaces</HI> appear,</L>
<L>And out-vie Princes <HI>Courts</HI> &s;omtimes for <HI>Chear:</HI></L>
<L>Her <HI>Sacred Temples</HI> in a Decent State,</L>
<L>Teach us with <HI>Awe</HI> and <HI>Reverence</HI> to wait</L>
<L>There on our <HI>Glorious Maker,</HI> at once free</L>
<L>From profane Filth, and gawdy Pageantree;</L>
<L>Nor doubt I, Aged <HI>Pauls!</HI> Thy Reverend Pile</L>
<L>To &s;ee <HI>Re&s;tor'd,</HI> The Glory of our I&s;le,</L>
<L>And for Rare <HI>Works,</HI> as well as <HI>Faith,</HI> become</L>
<L>Superior far to <HI>Peters</HI> Fane at <HI>Rome.</HI></L>
<L>But to &s;peak the&s;e Glories, needs an abler Mu&s;e,</L>
<L>Ours only dares a <HI>Suburb Wonder</HI> chu&s;e:</L>
<L><HI>BEDLAM!</HI> That &s;hall a la&s;ting <HI>Witne&s;s</HI> be</L>
<L>Of this great Cities generous <HI>Piety:</HI></L>
<L>Magnificent Foundation! &s;uch as &s;hows</L>
<L>The greatne&s;s of their Souls by whom it Ro&s;e;</L>
<L>So <HI>Brave,</HI> &s;o <HI>Neat,</HI> &s;o <HI>Sweet</HI> it does appear,</L>
<L>Makes one <HI>Half-Madd</HI> to be a <HI>Lodger</HI> there;</L>
<L>And tho&s;e poor Souls, who&s;e <HI>Crazed Brains</HI> advance</L>
<L>Their <HI>Roving Fancies</HI> to'th Extravagance</L>
<L>Of being <HI>Princes,</HI> needs mu&s;t think it True,</L>
<L>VVhen they &s;hall &s;uch a Towering <HI>Pallace</HI> View.</L>
<L>Since, <HI>Strangers</HI> that Survey the <HI>Galleries,</HI></L>
<L>Find the <HI>Va&s;t Length</HI> wearies their Travelling eyes;</L>
<L>And &s;ome cry-out, "If &s;uch a Place befits</L>
<L><HI>"Madmen, Henceforth who'le Study to be Wits?</HI></L>
<L>A hundred Rooms in curious order &s;tand</L>
<L>Each with its Bed and Furniture at hand.</L>
<L>Th' Approaching Air, in every gentle Breeze,</L>
<L>Is <HI>Fan'd</HI> and <HI>Winnow'd</HI> through the neighbouring <HI>Trees,</HI></L>
<L>And comes &s;o <HI>Pure,</HI> the <HI>Spirits</HI> to Refine,</L>
<L>As if th' wi&s;e Governours had a De&s;igne</L>
<L>That &s;hould alone, without <HI>Phy&s;ick</HI> Re&s;tore</L>
<L>Tho&s;e whom <HI>Gro&s;s Vapours</HI> di&s;compos'd before;</L>
<L>But this <HI>Conceit</HI> is &s;tifled by their <HI>Care,</HI></L>
<L>The be&s;t of <HI>Arts A&s;si&s;tance</HI> to prepare,</L>
<L>VVhat e're <HI>Galenick</HI> or <HI>Hermetick</HI> Skill</L>
<L>Offers in Natures Aid, is ready &s;till.</L>
<L>Convenient <HI>Diet's</HI> liberally be&s;tow'd,</L>
<L>And all meet <HI>Helps</HI> from time to time Allow'd:</L>
<L>Though many here their <HI>Rea&s;on</HI> do Regain,</L>
<L>Yet none has ever <HI>Rea&s;on</HI> to <HI>Complain.</HI></L>
<L>Here that mi&s;cheivous Hagg, black <HI>Melancholly,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Mother</HI> of Di&s;content, and <HI>Nur&s;e</HI> of Folly</L>
<L><HI>Circe</HI>'s Transforming Magick &s;trangely Apes,</L>
<L>And changes <HI>Men</HI> into a Thou&s;and &s;hapes,</L>
<L>Some <HI>Raving Wild,</HI> and &s;ome like <HI>Statues</HI> fixt,</L>
<L><HI>Democritus</HI> with <HI>Heraclitus</HI> mixt.</L>
<L>One Fancies &s;till his <HI>Cruel Mi&s;tre&s;s</HI> by,</L>
<L>To'ther upbraids her Friends <HI>Incon&s;tancy,</HI></L>
<L>He, <HI>Weaves</HI> Straw-Bracelets, which he calls her <HI>Hair,</HI></L>
<L>And She, o'th' <HI>Wall</HI> writes Letters to her <HI>Dear,</HI></L>
<L>Th' only <HI>True Lovers,</HI> now adays are here.</L>
<L>One &s;till makes <HI>Almanacks,</HI> and tho&s;e as True,</L>
<L>I dare engage, as mo&s;t that <HI>Print</HI> them, do.</L>
<L>Another Rails at <HI>Rome,</HI> with as much <HI>Sen&s;e</HI></L>
<L>As &s;ome <HI>abroad</HI> for <HI>Conventicle Pence.</HI></L>
<LG>
<L>Thus do fond <HI>Love,</HI> wild <HI>Zeal,</HI> fierce jealou&s;ie,</L>
<L>Immod'rate <HI>Studies,</HI> pinching <HI>Poverty,</HI></L>
<L>All Clubb to People this &s;ad <HI>Colony.</HI></L>
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<L>VVhat <HI>Objects</HI> then more claim our <HI>Charity,</HI></L>
<L>Than the&s;e that know not their own <HI>Mi&s;ery;</HI></L>
<L>And where &s;uch poor Di&s;tracted Souls are fed,</L>
<L>How fitly is it call'd, <HI>The Hou&s;e of Bread.</HI></L>
<L>Thrice <HI>Noble Patriots,</HI> you have made it &s;o,</L>
<L>Immortal <HI>Thanks</HI> we to your <HI>Bounty</HI> owe,</L>
<L>VVho&s;e <HI>Liberal Hands</HI> and <HI>Contributions</HI> rai&s;e</L>
<L>This <HI>Mighty Work,</HI> which the next Age mu&s;t <HI>prai&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>Ours only can <HI>Admire;</HI> may Heaven ble&s;s</L>
<L>Your <HI>Brave De&s;igns</HI> with &s;uitable <HI>Succe&s;s.</HI></L>
<L>May every <HI>Wretch</HI> comes here his <HI>Sen&s;e</HI> obtain,</L>
<L>To pay your <HI>Co&s;ts</HI> with <HI>Grateful Pray'rs</HI> again,</L>
<L>That when full Ripe with <HI>Honour,</HI> and with <HI>Years,</HI></L>
<L>Your happy Di&s;&s;olution day appears.</L>
<L>Perfuming Earth with your Exemplar <HI>Fames,</HI></L>
<L>Th' <HI>Eternal Book</HI> may <HI>Regi&s;ter</HI> your Names,</L>
<L>Free <HI>Citizens</HI> o'th' <HI>New Jeru&s;alem,</HI></L>
<L>To <HI>Raign</HI> with <HI>Him</HI> was Born in <HI>Bethlehem.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Thomas Sear</HI> in <HI>Sweethins Ally</HI> near the <HI>Royal Exchange,</HI> 1676.</P>
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