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<HEAD>Great BRITTAINS Beauty; OR, LONDONS Delight.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">Being a POEM, in the Commendation of the Famous Incomparable CITY of <HI>LONDON,</HI> and the <HI>Royal Exchange,</HI> as they now &s;tand Rebuilt, in mo&s;t Mag|nificent <HI>Splendor</HI> and <HI>Beauty,</HI> to our Nations Honour, and to the exceeding Joy and Comfort of <HI>King, Kingdom</HI> and <HI>City.</HI></HEAD>
<BYLINE>Written by GEORGE ELIOTT, Gent.</BYLINE>
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<Q><L><HI>Great Brittain &s;miles, to &s;ee Fair</HI> London <HI>Ri&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>With Famous</HI> Buildings <HI>mounted to the Skies.</HI></L></Q>
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<LG>
<L>GO View Earth's Globe, take Eagles wings and fly,</L>
<L>Search every Kingdom underneath the Sky;</L>
<L>The great <HI>Imperial Seats</HI> of this va&s;t round,</L>
<L>Whether above or underneath the ground;</L>
<L>Survey each City on Earths mighty Ball,</L>
<L>Her <HI>Metropolitans,</HI> yea, view them all.</L>
<L>A&s;cend the Clouds, ride on the wings o'th Wind;</L>
<L>Search every Corner of the <HI>World</HI> to find</L>
<L>A City &s;tanding on the Ground, which can</L>
<L>Compare with <HI>Brittains Metropolitan.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Europe</HI>'s amaz'd,
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>All Chri&s;ten|dsme admires as</HI> London.</NOTE> the <HI>Whole World</HI> doth admire,</L>
<L>That <HI>LONDON</HI> which &s;o late was burnt with Fire,</L>
<L>In &s;o &s;hort &s;pace, &s;hould with &s;uch &s;plendor ri&s;e,</L>
<L>As all the Cities underneath the Skies</L>
<L>Are quite eclips'd; Their Glory and Renown,</L>
<L>Now <HI>London</HI>'s ri&s;en, quite doth tumble down.</L>
<L>Go view each Street, and &s;tand amaz'd to &s;ee,</L>
<L>With what fair Fabricks they adorned bee;</L>
<L>Each Hou&s;e a <HI>Palace,</HI> and may entertain</L>
<L>A <HI>KING in State, with all his Noble Train.</HI></L>
<L>Her &s;tately Structures cau&s;eth admiration</L>
<L>To every Empire, Kingdom, Ile, and Nation</L>
<L>Under the Cope of Heaven; Every Land</L>
<L>Rings forth thy prai&s;e, and doth amazed &s;tand,</L>
<L>To &s;ee that <HI>LONDON,</HI> which &s;o late was hurl'd</L>
<L>Into a Chaos of the <HI>We&s;tern World,</HI></L>
<L>Should be <HI>Metropolis: Great Brittains</HI> Ile</L>
<L>Standeth on Tiptoes with a plea&s;ant &s;mile,</L>
<L>To &s;ee fair <HI>London</HI> (<HI>Phoenix</HI> like) to ri&s;e</L>
<L>Out of her A&s;hes, up into the Skies.</L>
<L>The &s;tatelie&s;t Structure,
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>The Royal Exchange.</HI></NOTE> and the goodlie&s;t round</L>
<L>That e're was built, or &s;tood upon the ground,</L>
<L>Within the Bowels of fair <HI>London</HI> &s;tands;</L>
<L>A <HI>Mighty KING</HI> did with his <HI>Sacred Hands</HI>
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>The</HI> King <HI>laid the fir&s;t Corner-Stone.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>Lay the Chief Corner-Stone; His <HI>Royall Brother</HI></L>
<L>With his Own Hands did al&s;o lay another.</L>
<L><HI>French, Spani&s;h, Dutch,</HI> the Noble <HI>Tu&s;canite,</HI></L>
<L>The <HI>Portugall,</HI> the Mighty <HI>Mu&s;covite,</HI></L>
<L>The <HI>Swede,</HI> the <HI>Dane,</HI> and from all Chri&s;tendome</L>
<L>Which from beyond Sea to our CITY come,</L>
<L>Stands gazing on it with delighted Eyes,</L>
<L>Sayes, <HI>'Tis the &s;tatelie&s;t Structure under Skies;</HI></L>
<L>Takes Pen in hand, writes in the Commendation</L>
<L>Of <HI>Englands</HI> KING, the CITY, and the NATION.</L>
<L>So &s;weet a Soyl,
<NOTE PLACE="marg">Londons <HI>Plea&s;ant Scituation.</HI></NOTE> and plea&s;ant Plot of ground,</L>
<L>In all this <HI>Mighty Ile</HI> cannot be found,</L>
<L>To build &s;o great a City on; The <HI>Nile,</HI></L>
<L>If that it ran through <HI>Brittains</HI> famous Ile,</L>
<L>'Twould not be valu'd. Such a Stream doth run</L>
<L>By <HI>Lovely London,</HI>
<NOTE PLACE="marg">Thames <HI>a Famous River.</HI></NOTE> as under the Sun</L>
<L>There's not the like: For on that River floats,</L>
<L>Upon account, at lea&s;t <HI>Seven Thou&s;and Boats.</HI></L>
<L>Gold, Silver, Pearl, Wine, Oyl, and what we lack,</L>
<L>Comes to our CITY &s;wimming on its Back.</L>
<L>But that which makes her Name through Earth to Ring,
<NOTE PLACE="marg">London <HI>the Kings Cham|ber, &s;o called by Ontlan|di&s;h Writers.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>She is the <HI>Chamber</HI> to our <HI>Soveraign KING:</HI></L>
<L>The Place in which the <HI>Parliament</HI> doth &s;ir,</L>
<L>For to determine things mo&s;t requi&s;ite;</L>
<L>In it all Cau&s;es at the <HI>Law</HI> are tride,</L>
<L>In it the <HI>Nobles</HI> of the Land abide.
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>The Terms.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>The Worlds <HI>Chief Mart,</HI> Rich <HI>Chri&s;tendoms Rare Inn,</HI></L>
<L>Which from all Cities doth the <HI>Garland</HI> win:</L>
<L>She now hath &s;tood almo&s;t <HI>Three Thou&s;and Years,</HI>
<NOTE PLACE="marg">London <HI>an ancient City.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>As by the be&s;t <HI>Chronologers</HI> appears.</L>
<L>But now, <HI>Good Reader,</HI> I will give account,</L>
<L>To what va&s;t Number all tho&s;e Souls amount,
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>See</HI> Howell <HI>in his De|&s;cription of</HI> London.</NOTE></L>
<L>That breath therein, Mr. <HI>James Howell</HI> &s;ayes,</L>
<L>Thirty years &s;ince, in good King <HI>Charles</HI> his dayes,</L>
<L>The King commands a Scrutiny to make,</L>
<L>And that the Mayor a &s;trict account &s;hould take
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>They took an occa&s;ion thereby to count all under the Mayors Command.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>Of all the Catholiques: that he might know</L>
<L>How to &s;uppre&s;s them, fore they head&s;trong grow;</L>
<L>And thereupon they took a ju&s;t account</L>
<L>Of all in general, there did &s;urmount,</L>
<L><HI>Seven hundred Thou&s;and,</HI> But what are tho&s;e,</L>
<L>To that va&s;t Number now &s;he doth enclo&s;e
<NOTE PLACE="marg">700000 <HI>un|der the Mayors Command.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>In her wide Womb? For &s;he doth comprehend</L>
<L>Full <HI>Fifteen hundred Thou&s;and,</HI> which do &s;pend</L>
<L>Their dayes therein. But for her Scituation,</L>
<L>Her whol&s;ome Ayr, her fa&s;t and firm foundation,
<NOTE PLACE="marg">London <HI>doth contain in her</HI> 1500000.</NOTE></L>
<L>Her Temples, Schools, her Colledges and Halls,</L>
<L>Her Inns of Courts, and her Ho&s;pitals,</L>
<L>Her Lawes, her Manners, and her Fabricks Fair,</L>
<L>Her Sober <HI>Senators,</HI> and prudent Maior:</L>
<L>Her wi&s;e <HI>Inhabitants,</HI> her Grave <HI>Divines;</HI></L>
<L>There's not a City on which Sun now &s;hines;</L>
<L>No not in <HI>Europe,</HI> one that I can tell,</L>
<L>May with our City &s;tand in parallel.</L>
<L>Nor on Earths Globe, is there a City can</L>
<L>Compare to <HI>Brittains Metropolitan.</HI></L>
<L>And now, O <HI>London,</HI> I have let thee &s;ee,</L>
<L>There's not a City can compare to thee</L>
<L>On Earths Circumference: Give God the prai&s;e,</L>
<L>And to his Glory ever &s;pend thy daies;</L>
<L>Honour thy KING, and humbly him obey,
<NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>A</HI> Caution <HI>to the City.</HI></NOTE></L>
<L>And to the GOD of <HI>Heaven</HI> ever pray,</L>
<L>That on his Head the <HI>Royall Crown</HI> may &s;tand,</L>
<L>And the Great <HI>Scepter</HI> of this Famous Land</L>
<L>May &s;till be &s;waid by Him that now doth Raign,</L>
<L>And by his Seed, till <HI>Shilo</HI> come again.</L>
<L>For&s;ake all Sin, and to Gods Glory &s;pend</L>
<L>Thy precious Time; That <HI>Heaven</HI> may not &s;end</L>
<L>Such <HI>Dreadful Judgments,</HI> but Thee ever ble&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Above all Cities on Earths Univer&s;e.</L>
<L>Then let thy <HI>Foes</HI> &s;ay what they will or can,</L>
<L>Thoul't be the. Worlds Chief <HI>Metropolitan.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>With Allowance.</HI></P>
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<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed for <HI>E. Horton,</HI> 1671.</P>
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