On the loss of a Garrison
Another City lost! Alas poor King!
Still future griefs from former griefs do spring.
The World's a seat of change; Kingdoms and Kings
Though glorious, are but sublunary things
Crosses and blessings kiss; ther's none that be
So happy, but they meet with misery
He that ere while sate centred to his Throne,
And all did homage unto him alone;
Who did the Scepter of his power display
From pole to pole, while all this rule obey,
From stair to stair now tumbles, tumbles down,
And scarce one pillar doth support his Crown
Town after Town are lost, Field after Field,
This turnes, and that perfidiously doth yield:
He's banded on the trayterous tongues of those
That Janus like, look to him and his foes
In vain are Bulwarks, and the strongest hold,
If the beseigers bullets are of gold
My soul be not dejected; would'st thou be
From present trouble, or from danger free?
Trust not in rampires, nor the strength of walls,
The town that stands to day, to morrow falls
Trust not in Souldiers, though they seem so stout;
Where sin's within, vain is defence without
Trust not in wealth, for in this lawless time
Where prey is penalty, there wealth is crime
Trust not in strength or courage; we all see
The weak'st oftimes do gain the victory
Trust not in honour, honour's but a blast
Quickly begun, and but a while doth last
They that to day to thee Hosanna cry,
To morrow change their note for Crucifie
Trust not in friends, for friends will soon deceive thee,
They are in nothing sure, but sure to leave thee
Trust not in wits; who run from place to place
Changing Religion as chance does her face;
In spite of cunning, and their strength of brain,
They're often catch'd, and all their plots are vain
Trust not in Councels, Potentates, or Kings,
All are but frail and transitory things.
Since neither Souldiers, Castles, wealth, or wit
Can keep off harm from thee, or thee from it:
Since neither strength nor honour, friends nor Lords,
Nor Princes, peace or happiness affords,
Trust thou in God, ply him with prayers still,
Be sure of help; for he both can, and will.
Still future griefs from former griefs do spring.
The World's a seat of change; Kingdoms and Kings
Though glorious, are but sublunary things
Crosses and blessings kiss; ther's none that be
So happy, but they meet with misery
He that ere while sate centred to his Throne,
And all did homage unto him alone;
Who did the Scepter of his power display
From pole to pole, while all this rule obey,
From stair to stair now tumbles, tumbles down,
And scarce one pillar doth support his Crown
Town after Town are lost, Field after Field,
This turnes, and that perfidiously doth yield:
He's banded on the trayterous tongues of those
That Janus like, look to him and his foes
In vain are Bulwarks, and the strongest hold,
If the beseigers bullets are of gold
My soul be not dejected; would'st thou be
From present trouble, or from danger free?
Trust not in rampires, nor the strength of walls,
The town that stands to day, to morrow falls
Trust not in Souldiers, though they seem so stout;
Where sin's within, vain is defence without
Trust not in wealth, for in this lawless time
Where prey is penalty, there wealth is crime
Trust not in strength or courage; we all see
The weak'st oftimes do gain the victory
Trust not in honour, honour's but a blast
Quickly begun, and but a while doth last
They that to day to thee Hosanna cry,
To morrow change their note for Crucifie
Trust not in friends, for friends will soon deceive thee,
They are in nothing sure, but sure to leave thee
Trust not in wits; who run from place to place
Changing Religion as chance does her face;
In spite of cunning, and their strength of brain,
They're often catch'd, and all their plots are vain
Trust not in Councels, Potentates, or Kings,
All are but frail and transitory things.
Since neither Souldiers, Castles, wealth, or wit
Can keep off harm from thee, or thee from it:
Since neither strength nor honour, friends nor Lords,
Nor Princes, peace or happiness affords,
Trust thou in God, ply him with prayers still,
Be sure of help; for he both can, and will.
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