An Apologie for the Royal Party (1659); and A Panegyric to Charles the Second (1661) by John Evelyn
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fearing your future Virtues; because they knew the stock from whence you
sprung, was not to be destroy'd by wounding the body, so long as such a Branch remained. _Duris ut ilex tonsa bipennibus Nigræ feraci frondis in Algido, Per damna, per cædes, ab ipso Ducit opes, animumque ferro._ Whilst he Reign'd and Govern'd, you learn'd only to obey; Living your own Princely Impress; [SN: _ICH DIEN._] as knowing it would best instruct you one day how to Command, and which we now see accomplish'd: These then are the effects, when Princes are the Sons of Nobles; since only such know best to support the weight, who use to bear betimes, and by degrees; not those who rashly pull it on their shoulders; because they take it with less violence, less ambition, less jealousie: None so secure a Prince, as he that is so born. But no sooner did that blessed Martyr expire, then our redivive _Phoenix_ appear'd; rising from those Sacred Ashes Testator and Heir; Father and yet Son; Another, and yet the same; introsuming as it were his Spirit, as he breath'd it out, when singing his own Epicedium and Genethliack together, he seem'd prodigal of his own life to have it redouble'd in your felicity: Thus, _Rex nunquam moritur_. O admirable conduct of the Divine Providence, to immortalize the image of a just Monarch: _Ipsa quidem, sed non eadem, quia & ipsa, nec ipsa est._ Since that may as truly be apply'd to your Majesty, which was once to the wisest of Kings: _Mortuus est Pater ejus, & quasi non mortuus, similem enim reliquit sibi post se._ |
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