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<NAME>Elspeth Healey</NAME>
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SUSPIRIA, or SIGHS On the DEATH of the Late Mo&s;t Illu&s;trious MONARCH CHARLES the II. KING OF <HI>Great Britain, France</HI> and <HI>Ireland,</HI> &amp;c. who changed his Earthly for a Heavenly Crown, on <HI>Friday</HI> the <HI>6th. February,</HI> 1684/5. In the <HI>37^t^h</HI> year of his Reign, and <HI>55^t^h</HI> of his Age.</HEAD>
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<L>CAn Great, Illu&s;trious <HI>Britains</HI> Monarchy, Dye,</L>
<L>Without a Sacrifice of Tears! what Eye,</L>
<L>Forbears to Drill whole <HI>Hecatombs</HI>! when we</L>
<L>Have lo&s;t the <HI>Atlas</HI> of our Monarchy!</L>
<L>Ah! &s;harpe&s;t Grief put out thy Keene&s;t Stings,</L>
<L>Bemoan the be&s;t of Men, the be&s;t of Kings.</L>
<L>Can an Inrag'd, Di&s;tracted Mu&s;e forbear,</L>
<L>To Rail at Death, that mu&s;t &s;o rudely tear</L>
<L>Our [<HI>Pater Patriae</HI>] Countries Father, hence!</L>
<L>Unruly Grief, Rail not at Providence.</L>
<L>How dar'&s;t thou Murmur at thy Kings Remove?</L>
<L>The KING of Kings, would have him mount above</L>
<L>An Earthly Crown, to a more Glorious one.&mdash;</L>
<L>Bright Rays of Maje&s;ty, about him Shone,</L>
<L>When here!&mdash;he now in greater Glory dwells;</L>
<L>A Glory that allows no Paralells!</L>
<L>Then &s;piteful Grief be &s;till, and Envy not</L>
<L>Thy Prince, the great advancement he has got.</L>
<L>Ah! Words where are ye! Ah! what mu&s;t I borrow</L>
<L>Language from Tears to Repre&s;ent my Sorrow!</L>
<L>Drop then ye friendly Streams, till like a Flood,</L>
<L>[More Elegant than Words] be under&s;tood,</L>
<L>Our Univer&s;al Grief; to mourn thus, you,</L>
<L>Better than Groans, or Elegies, can do.</L>
<L>Dull &s;tupid Pen, away! give place to Sighs,</L>
<L>The Fitte&s;t Mourners for &s;uch Ob&s;equies.</L>
<L>Pre&s;ume nor then to draw his Character,</L>
<L>His Royal Name is Blazon'd ev'ry where;</L>
<L>The Sun in its Orbicular &s;urround</L>
<L>Scarce &s;ees a Place, but where his Fame does &s;ound.</L>
<L>Ah! but I will! And tell the World that he</L>
<L>Was <HI>Great,</HI> and <HI>Good,</HI> and full of <HI>Clemency,</HI></L>
<L>A Prince of &s;o much Maje&s;ty, that none</L>
<L>Could with more &s;plendid Virtues grace a Throne,</L>
<L>That lent (not borrow'd) Lu&s;tre to his Crown.</L>
<L>Away, away; thou Blunt-Poetick Art;</L>
<L>On meaner Subjects, act thy little Part.</L>
<L>No Rhap&s;odies of Ver&s;e, no Pro&s;e can Ri&s;e</L>
<L>To Accents fit for &s;uch great Ob&s;equies:</L>
<L>Oh! Great but Di&s;mal Subject! could my Quill</L>
<L>In &s;tead of Ink; with other Drops Di&s;till,</L>
<L>I'de Repre&s;ent to ev'ry Readers view,</L>
<L>Lines (not of Sable, but) of Crim&s;on hiew.</L>
<L>There's nothing of Idolatry in the,</L>
<L>Right Application of <HI>Apostrophe</HI>!</L>
<L>Then Great, (now then before more Glorious) Prince</L>
<L>Since our Supreame&s;t King has call'd thee hence,</L>
<L>May Heav'ns o're-ruling, Bright, Illu&s;trious Rays,</L>
<L>Give thy &s;urving Subjects <HI>Halcyon</HI> Days.</L>
<L>May this Augu&s;t Celebrious Kingdom &s;ee,</L>
<L>No <HI>Inter-Regnum</HI> of that Clemency,</L>
<L>Which &s;av'd three Kingdom a from a Fatal Yoke,</L>
<L>The Dire re&s;ults of an Intended Stroke!</L>
<L>Di&s;mi&s;s thy fear, His Royal Brother; who</L>
<L>Succeeds him in his Throne, and Virtues too,</L>
<L>Has &s;o Maje&s;tick, &s;o Sublime a Soul,</L>
<L>That what he promi&s;'d, none &s;hall dare Controul.</L>
<L>Away Su&s;picion! here's the Royal Word;</L>
<L>What greater &s;urety can Mankind afford?</L>
<L>That Publick-Sacred Obligation binds</L>
<L>The Royal Brea&s;t to leave things as he finds,</L>
<L>The Con&s;titution of our Laws to be,</L>
<L><HI>Ju&s;t to the Subjects; ju&s;t to Monarchy.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>Edinburgh,</HI> Re-printed by the Heir of <HI>Andrew Ander&s;on,</HI> Prin|ter to His mo&s;t Sacred <HI>Maje&s;ty,</HI> 1685.</P>
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