5.4.2Heaven

3365From thy endless goodness, send prosperous life,

3366Long and ever happy, to the high and mighty

3367Princess of England, Elizabeth.

5.4.4And to your royal grace and the good queen,

3370My noble partners and myself thus pray

3371All comfort, joy in this most gracious lady,

3372Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy,

3373May hourly fall upon ye.

5.4.6Thank you, good lord archbishop.

3375What is her name?

Elizabeth.

5.4.9Stand up, lord;

3378With this kiss take my blessing. God protect thee,

3379Into whose hand I give thy life.

Amen.

5.4.12My noble gossips, y'have been too prodigal;

3382I thank ye heartily. So shall this lady

3383When she has so much English.

Let me speak, sir,

5.4.143385For heaven now bids me; and the words I utter

5.4.153386Let none think flattery; for they'll find 'em truth.

5.4.163387This royal infant heaven still move about her,

5.4.173388Though in her cradle, yet now promises

5.4.183389Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings,

5.4.193390Which time shall bring to ripeness. She shall be

5.4.203391(But few now living can behold that goodness),

5.4.213392A pattern to all princes living with her,

5.4.223393And all that shall succeed. Saba was never

5.4.233394More covetous of wisdom, and fair virtue

5.4.243395Than this pure soul shall be. All princely graces

5.4.253396That mold up such a mighty piece as this is,

5.4.263397With all the virtues that attend the good,

5.4.273398Shall still be doubled on her. Truth shall nurse her,

5.4.283399Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her.

5.4.293400She shall be loved and feared. Her own shall bless her;

5.4.303401Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn,

5.4.313402And hang their heads with sorrow.

5.4.323403Good grows with her.

5.4.333404In her days every man shall eat in safety

5.4.343405Under his own vine what he plants; and sing

5.4.353406The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.

5.4.363407God shall be truly known and those about her

5.4.373408From her shall read the perfect way of honor,

5.4.383409And by those claim their greatness; not by blood.

5.4.393410Nor shall this peace sleep with her. But as when

5.4.403411The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,

5.4.413412Her ashes new create another heir,

5.4.423413As great in admiration as herself.

5.4.433414So shall she leave her blessedness to one

5.4.443415(When heaven shal call her from this cloud of darkness),

5.4.453416Who, from the sacred ashes of her honor

5.4.463417Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she was,

5.4.473418And so stand fixed. Peace, plenty, love, truth, terror,

5.4.483419That were the servants to this chosen infant,

5.4.493420Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him;

5.4.503421Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,

5.4.513422His honor and the greatness of his name

5.4.523423Shall be, and make new nations. He shall flourish,

5.4.533424And like a mountain cedar reach his branches

5.4.543425To all the plains about him. Our children's children

5.4.553426Shall see this, and bless heaven.

Thou speakest wonders.

She shall be to the happiness of England

5.4.583429An aged princess; many days shall see her,

5.4.593430And yet no day without a deed to crown it.

5.4.603431Would I had known no more. But she must die,

5.4.613432She must, the saints must have her; yet a virgin,

5.4.623433A most unspotted lily shall she pass

5.4.633434To th'ground, and all the world shall mourn her.

O, lord Archbishop

5.4.653436Thou hast made me now a man, never before

5.4.663437This happy child did I get any thing.

5.4.673438This oracle of comfort has so pleased me

5.4.683439That when I am in heaven I shall desire

5.4.693440To see what this child does and praise my maker.

5.4.703441I thank ye all. To you, my good lord mayor,

5.4.713442And you good brethren, I am much beholding.

5.4.723443I have received much honor by your presence,

5.4.733444And ye shall find me thankful. Lead the way, lords.

5.4.743445Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank ye;

5.4.753446She will be sick else. This day, no man think

5.4.763447Has business at his house; for all shall stay:

5.4.773448This little one shall make it holiday.