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R210637 WHo shall assist me, whilst I show / That wch the world admires to know, British Library - Thomason Tracts Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 10: 93 The Life and Death of the right Honourable, ROBERT, / Earle of ESSEX, the Noble Branch of his thrice Noble Father. The Life and Death of the right Honorable, ROBERT, Earl of ESSEX, the Noble Branch of his thrice Noble Father. ?-? J. Pots

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WHo shall assist me, whilst I show That wch the world admires to know, The worth of Him, whose valiant Sire Mov'd great Eliza to desire, O thou Divinest, shew to me; Add to my skill in Poesie; And grant, like to Apollos son, My Verse may smoothly, sweetly run. *Linus, so termed by Virgil. Before our Essex Father gat Into that Cecills unknown hate, And ere his fatall hap it was With fierce Tyrone some words to passe, He was the wonder of his time, For vertue, Martiall Discipline. Eliza great full oft did view, How fast her Knights he overthrew, When he, like Mars, in armour bright, Did shine, none durst be opposite. "But what on earth so firme may stand, "That Change it cannot countermand? "Or who is he can long subsist "In joy, and never tast of *crist? "Even from the cottage to the Crowne "The change of state full oft is showne; "So that there's nothing permanent, "Mans state's with joy and sorrow's *blent. His gracious favour with the Queen Incens'd the irefull Lords to Spleen; So that they any vantage joy'd To finde 'gainst him, who now imploy'd In taming of that rebell crew, His unadvised rashnesse drew A harsh Fate on him, and his Foe Rejoyc'd to see his overthrow. *sorrow *mingled He leaving earth, his valiant Son To tread his Fathers steps begun, And his rare vertues joyed more The Commons, then his Sires before; While all the earth his fame gan ring, His worthy praises ecchoing. What time alas our sinnes were high, When flourisht all impiety, And for our crimes, our angry God 'Gan scourge us with an iron rod,
When brother did 'gainst brother arme, And souldiers 'gan in Troops to swarme; "When Englands Prince his charge forsook, "Cast out his friends, and Fautors took, Then our great Essex chosen was As fittest Leader, forth to passe Before that Army, whose great zeale Them tamed had, to serve the Weale Publike, from being under brought To those its utter ruine sought. "As doth a Father, when his Sonne "Some hainous Fact, or crime hath done, "Doth scourge him, and if that not doe, "Layes him in prison to his woe, "Yet hates him nere the worse, but he "From Hell would his preserver be. So God, when he the Plague (his scourge) Had sent, repentance for to urge From us vile wretches, steept in sin, Yet could not our affections win; Death on his pale horse he gave charge Thousands of soules for to inlarge, That those that would not here repent Their sinnes, might them in hell lament. And now each man his neighbour slayes, The sonne to death his Sire betrayes. And now a *Battell's pitcht, and they Desire the Fortune of the day: Great Essex, at his Armies head, With Speeches brave incouraged H[i]s valiant souldiers, and in fight He was the Foes first Opposite, And by his valour, to his fame, His *valiant Foes he overcame. So Scipio, when to free from thrall The Romans, vext by Hanniball, Went forth, and that same scourge of Rome By valiant prowesse overcome. *at Edge- hill *Truth is the Kings souldi- ers that day shewed them- selves very valiant. But our brave Essex here gave ore His warlike charge, and as before, (His haughty helmet laying by) His Robes of State he presently Put on, and now by counsell grave "The States second time doth save.
When he had liv'd so long, to see The grining of that liberty Himselfe had strove for, and his Peeres, When peace sang gently in his eares, O then, even then, Death rest away This Lord, to Englands great dismay. "O Death! thou wert too much obdure "Englands great losse so to procure, "Th'ast tane one Pillar cleane away, "A prop most strong for Englands stay. But why in vain do I deplore "His death, who by his losse hath store "Who now do sing unto the Three "Chanting celestiall Harmonie Amidst that glorious crew, who still Stand prest, to act their Makers will. "Sleep famous Essex in thine Urne, "While we with teares thy losse do mourne. And let this Epitaph be writ Upon thy Tombe, to garnish it. (THE EPITAPH.) LEt no rude foot presume to tread, But with great awe, upon this Dead, "Lest that his Genius rise from hence, "And terrifie his insolence. But Reader know, whoere thou be, Here Essex sleeps, whose Ancestrie Were famous Worthies, all their worth Were joyn'd in Him, and at his birth The Heavenly Motions did agree, Their best Infusements all should be Injected in him, that his Fame Might be his Heire, and keep his Name Alive on earth, and equallize *His, whose resoundeth to the skies. *Achilles
LONDON, Printed for J. Pots in the great Old-Baily, neer the Sessions-House. 1646.