[Maiors and Sheriffs.] The TEMPORAL GOVERNMENT.137

[Maiors and Sheriffs.] The TEMPORAL GOVERNMENT.

And keepes her leaping Fishes in her Lappe.
The Soldier and the Sayler franckly bothe,
For London's aid are all in readines,
To venture and to fight by Land and Sea.
And this thrise Reuerend Honorable Dame,
Science, the Sap of euery Commonwealth,
Surnam'd Mechanicall, or Liberall,
Is vow'd to honour London with her Skill.
And London, by these Freendes so happy made,
First thanks her God, the Author of her Peace;
And next with humble Gesture, as becomes,
In meeke and lowly manner dooth she yeeld,
Her Self, her Welthe, with hart and willingnes,
Unto the Person of her Gracious Queene
Elizabeth, renowned through the World,
Stall'd and anointed by the highest Powre,
The God of Kings, that with his holy hand
Hath long defended her and her England.
This now remains, Right Honourable Lord,
That carefully you doo attend and keep
This louely Lady rich and beautiful,
The Juel wherewithal your Soueraigne Queen,
Hath put your Honor louingly in Trust:
That you may add to London's Dignity,
And London's Dignity may add to yours,
That worthely you may be counted one,
Among the number of a many moe:
Careful Leeftenaunts, careful Magistrates,
For London's Welfare and her Worthines.
Spoken by the Children in the Pageant, viz.



NEW Troye I hight, whome Lud my Lord surnam'd,     
London, the Glory of the Western side:
Throughout the world is louely London fam'd,     
So far as any Sea comes in with Tide.
Whose Peace and Calme under her Royal Queene,
Hath long been such as like was neuer seene.

Then let me live to caroll of her Name,     
That she may euer liue and neuer dye:
Her sacred Shrine set in the house of Fame,     
Consecrate to eternal memorie.
My peerless Mistresse, Soueraigne of my Peace,
Long may she joy with Honour's great increase.



THE Country and the Thames afford their aide,     
And careful Magistrates their care attend:
All English harts are glad, and well appaide,     
In readines their London to defend.
Defend them, Lord, and these faer Nymphs likewise,
That ever they may do this Sacrifice.



THE greatest Treasure that a Prince can haue     
Dooth louely London offer to her Queene,
Such Loyaltie as like was neuer seene,     
And such as any English heart can crave.



FOR London's aid the Country giues supplie     
Of needful things, and store of euery Graine:
London, giue thanks to him that sits on high,     
Had neuer Towne lesse cause for to complaine.
And loue and serue the Soueraigne of thy Peace,
Under whose Raigne thou hast this rich encrease.



WITH Siluer glide my pleasant Streams do run,     
Where leaping Fishes play betwixt the Shores:
This gracious good hath God so kinde begun     
For London's use, with help of Sails and Ores.
London rejoyce, and giue thy God the praise,
For her whose Highnes lengths thy happy days.



ARmour of safe defence the Soldier hath,     
So louely London carefully attends,
To keep her sacred Soueraigne from Skathe,     
That all this English land so well defends.
And so far London bids her Soldiers goe,
As well may serue to sheeld this land from woe.



THE Sailor that in cold and quaking Tide,     
The wrathful Storms of Winter's Rage doth bde,
With Streamers stretcht, prepares his merry Bark,
For Countries Welth to set his Men awark.
That Queene and Country eazely may see,
The Seaman serues his Prince in his degree.



FOR London's Safety and her Happiness,     
The Soldier and the Sailor may you see
All well prepar'd, and put in readiness,     
To doo such Seruice as may fitting be.
I, Art, with them doo joyne, and they with me.     
London then joy, and let all Ages knowe     
What Duty to thy Soueraigne thou doost owe.

The first NYMPH.


THUS with the Morning Sun and Evening Star     
These holy Lights shall burne; the cheerful Flame
With sweetest odour shall perfume as far     
As India stands, in honour of her name.
Whose Trophey we adore with sacred Rights,
With sweetest Incense and with endles lights.

The Second NYMPH.


SO long as Sun dooth lend the world his light,     
Or any Grasse dooth growe upon the ground,
With holy flame our Torches shall burne bright,     
And Fame shall brute, with golden Trumpets sound,     
The Honour of her sacred Regiment,     
That claimes this honourable Monument.

The Third NYMPH.


OUR holy Lights shall burne continually,     
To signifie our Duties to her State:
Whose Excellent and Princely Majestye,     
Approoues it selfe to be moste fortunate.

The Fourth NYMPH.


VErtue shall witnes of her Woorthines,     
And Fame shall register her Princely Deeds;
The world shall still pray for her Happines,     
From whome our Peace and Quietnes proceeds.

Verses written under the Arms of England.

GAllia victa dedit Flores, invicta Leones     
Anglia, jus Belli in flore, Leone suum:
O sic, ô semper ferat Anglia læta triumphos,
Inclita Gallorum Flore, Leone suo.     
Done by George Peele, M.A. in Oxford.

A.D. 1586.}{ Robert House.
28 Eliz' } Sheriffs, { William Elkin.
  [ Click here to view Image of coat of arms, Sir George Barne   ]
MAIOR, Sir George Barne, Haberdasher,
Son to George Barne, Knight, Citizen, Haberdasher, and Lord Maior of London; who was Son also to George Barne, Citizen and Haberdasher of London.

Sir Philip Sidney's honourable Funeral, Feb. 16, 1586.

Ludgate new builded by the City's Charge.