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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<HEAD>Litterae Con&s;olatoriae; From the Author to the dejected place of his Nativity, the Honourable City of LONDON: <HI>Emporium</HI> of <HI>Great Brittain;</HI> In &s;ome Prophetick Glances at it's future Glory and Pro&s;perity; <HI>Indici<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> of it's pre&s;ent Happine&s;s, from it's Upright and Judicious Lord Mayor, The Right Honourable Sir William Turner Knight; <HI>To whom he wi&s;heth a long and happy Life here, and unexpre&s;&s;able Glory hereafter.</HI></HEAD>
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<L>ALL hail, Ble&s;t City! which next age mu&s;t &s;ee</L>
<L>Head (as <HI>Rome</HI> once) the worlds chief <HI>Monarchy</HI></L>
<L>For tribute, Sun-burnt <HI>Affrick,</HI> things of price,</L>
<L>And the two <HI>Indies</HI> &s;end thee Gold and Spice;</L>
<L><HI>Nilus, Seine, Tyber, Tagus;</HI> &s;toop to <HI>Thame.</HI></L>
<L>To his great honor, thy immortal fame,</L>
<L>Away with tears; let's have no more wet eyes;</L>
<L>Thy lofty Roofs already threat the Skies.</L>
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<L>So <HI>Phoenix,</HI> grown old, doth by flames expire,</L>
<L>To ri&s;e more vig'rous from her fun'ral Fire.</L>
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<L>Dear Mother, hail! behold a fair pre&s;age</L>
<L>Of times return, or a new Golden Age;</L>
<L>Bani&s;h'd <HI>A&s;traea</HI> again vi&s;its Earth,</L>
<L>Who&s;e womb is pregnant with th' expected birth;</L>
<L>Fear not mi&s;carriage, for wi&s;e <HI>T&V;RNER,</HI> he</L>
<L><HI>Lucina</HI> acts at the Delivery;</L>
<L>O happy place! which can at pre&s;ent &s;how</L>
<L>Antient <HI>Rome's</HI> Glory, <HI>Cato,</HI> <NOTE N="*" PLACE="foot">The <HI>Lord Mayor</HI> for his Vigilancy and Care to advance and defend Ju&s;tice, with the Right and honor of the City, as the <HI>Roman Con&s;ul</HI> did again&s;t <HI>Catiline,</HI> &amp;c.</NOTE> <HI>Cicero;</HI></L>
<L>Thy vani&s;h'd honors, <HI>Rome,</HI> to boa&s;t forbear,</L>
<L>In one united, Cen&s;or, Con&s;ul are;</L>
<L>Worthy to &s;it in thy adored Chair,</L>
<L>If mortal man with <HI>Jove</HI> might Wor&s;hip &s;hare;</L>
<L>Think not (Dear City) thou for&s;aken art;</L>
<L>Wonders my Mu&s;e &s;hall &s;uddenly impart;</L>
<L>And in &s;mooth Numbers &s;ing my&s;terious things,</L>
<L>Thy fall, thy ri&s;e, from whence the&s;e changes &s;prings&punc;</L>
<L>O much belov'd of <HI>Jove!</HI> thy Fate's his care;</L>
<L>Put on a chearful look; of grief beware;</L>
<L>No more complaints; vent not a &s;igh nor tear;</L>
<L>Tho&s;e Emblemes are of an ignoble Fear:</L>
<L>Great Hearts &s;uch gue&s;ts do never entertain,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s they flow from Anger or Di&s;dain.</L>
<L>Con&s;ider pa&s;t Events; and thou wilt find</L>
<L>That Gods and Fate have evermore been kind:</L>
<L>Favours, their Puni&s;hment; witne&s;s the Fire,</L>
<L>Which laid thee low, onely to rai&s;e thee higher.</L>
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<L>When to de&s;troy <HI>Jove</HI> did an Angel &s;end,</L>
<L>He likewi&s;e gave an Honorable Friend,</L>
<L>Illu&s;trious <HI>Craven;</HI> who&s;e great Charity</L>
<L>And virtuous Deeds unto Eternity</L>
<L>Recorded are in Volumes 'bove the skie.</L>
<L>Bright day appears; behold a glorious morn;</L>
<L>To &s;plendid fortune thou again art born;</L>
<L>No longer be tran&s;marine Nations &s;corn:</L>
<L>Boldly advance thy Head; look up, and &s;ee</L>
<L>Thy Di&s;creet Mayors proceedings, <HI>Turner,</HI> He,</L>
<L>Re&s;toring Ju&s;tice, doth Foundations lay</L>
<L>Whereon thou'lt ri&s;e to Heaven: <HI>That happy day</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thou gain'&s;t thy height, pay Honor to his name</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who builds the Groundwork of thy future Fame.</HI></L>
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<P>London, <HI>Printed for</HI> Rowland Reynolds, <HI>at the Sun and Bible in Po&s;tern-&s;treet near</HI> Moregate, 1669.</P>
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