An Apologie for the Royal Party (1659); and A Panegyric to Charles the Second (1661) by John Evelyn
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your virtue could not miscarry, that being truly verified of Your Majesty,
as well in your perfections, as your person, _Certe, videtis quem elegit Dominus in Regem, quoniam non sit similis illi in omni populo._ Nature design'd your Majesty a King, Fortune makes others; nor are you more your peoples by birth, and a glorious _series_ of Progenitors, then by your merits: This appeared in all those digits of your darkest Eclipse; The defect was ours, not your Majesties. For the Sun is alwaies shining, though men alwaies see him not; and since the too great splendor, and prosperity did confound us, it pleased God to interpose those clouds, till we should be better able to behold you with more reverence and security; For then it was that you prepar'd your self for this weighty government, and gave us those presages of your Virtue, by what you did, for your people, and what you suffered for them; signalizing your Courage, your Fortitude, Constancy, Piety, Prudence and Temperance upon all occasions. Your Travels and Adventures are as far beyond those of _Ulysses_, as you exceed him in Dominions; _Si quis enim velit percensere Cæsaris res, totum profecto terrarum orbem enumeret_: For he must go very far that would sum up your perfections: Your skill in the customes of Nations, the situations of Kingdomes, the Advantages of places, the temper of the Climates; so as the Ages to come shall tell with delight, where you fought valiantly, where you suffered gallantly, _Quis sudores tuos hauserit campus, quæ refectiones tuas arbores, quæ somnum saxa prætexerint, quod denique tectum magnus hospes impleveris_, and all those sacred _Vestigia_ of yours: Thus what was once applyed to _Trajan_, becomes due to your Majesty, and I my self am witness both abroad, and at home, of what I pronounce, having now beheld you in both fortunes with love and admiration; But this is not halfe, and to stop at single perfections, were to give jealousie to the rest yet untouched, and should I but succinctly number them all, were not to weave a Panegyrick, but an Inventory. |
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