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Warwick's black envy Somerset enthrals,

And, mourned by many, the Protector falls;

Now, with Northumbrian coronet elate,

Warwick, unconscious of approaching fate.

Rules the young monarch.—Edward's early doom,

Changes his crown already for a tomb.
Christchurch, Bartholomew, and Bridewell bear
A liberal witness of his fostering care ;*
Religion too began to own reform,
When the bright prospect, black'ning to a storm,

With Edward vanish'd quite ;j"—and Mary came,

Mary, a blemish to the regal name,
Heir to her father's vice, without one jot
Of good, she came to cast a dark red blot
On British story ne'er to be forgot.

* The King compleated the endowments of these Hospitals a

few days before his death,with i^GOO per Annum from ti e Savoy.


f Edward was an Author; "olingshed says he wrote a most

elegant Ccmedy, called the Whore of Babylon; of which, as of

several other of his productions, Horace Walpoleavers; "All the

subjects were religious, all the conduct farcical."

Catalogue or Koyal Authors.

Thecjstof his Uousehold was, the first year, Xi^JUT; the second, £46,902; the third, ^46,100; the fovrtb, £100,578; the fifth, £02,863; the sixth, jC65,923. {jtbvpe.



Born, A. D. lolo. Accession, 1553. Married Philip If. of Spain, at Winchester, 1554 Reigned Five Years, Four Months, and Eleven Days. Died November 17th, 155§. Buried at Westminster.

Principal Events.

Marriage of the Queen with Philip of Spain, who drew his sword on landing; which arrogant action was variously interpreted. Suppression of the reformed religion, and a persecution of its professors, unexampled since that of the Christians in the reign of Dioclesian, the Roman Emperor: in addition to many executions and oppressions on the score of opinions in this reign, there were burnt alive—one Archbishop; five Bishops; twenty-one Clergymen ; eight Gentlemen; eighty-four Artificers; one huadred Husbandmen, Servants, and Labourers; twenty-six Wives; twenty Widows; nine Maidens; two Boys; and two Infants; besides many who perished by imprisonment. Rebellion and execution of Thomas Wyatt. Executions of Lord Guildford Dudley, Lady Jane Grey, the Dukes of Northumberland and Suffolk. The Great Harry, a ship of a thousand tons, burnt at Woolwich by the negligence of the mariners. Several dearths, and one succeeded by such a year of plenty, that Wheat fell from o£2...13s...4d. per quarter, to 5s. Calais taken from the English, who have never since had possessions in France.

Eminent Persons.

Archbishop Cranraer; Bishops Hooper, Ridley, Latimer, Ferrer, Rogers, and ^aunders, Taylor, and many others of the

Clergy Clergy who suffered for their religion. Cardinal Pole, Bishops Gardiner, Bonner, Thirlby, &c. who were fiery supporters of the Papal power. Lord Stafford.


Julius III. 1550. Marcellus II. 1555. Paul IV. 1555.

Of Germany.—Charles V. 1519.
Of the Turks.—Soliman II. 1520.

Kings and Queen.

Of France.—Henry II. 1547.
Of Spam.—Philip II. 1555.
Of Portugal—John III. 1521.
Of Denmark.—Frederic II. 1559.
Of Sweden.—Gustavus Vasa, 1522,
Of Scotland.—Mary, 1542.


"But she, I ween, was not that virgin mild "The Poet wooes along sequestered grove."

Leigh Hunt.

"For, tho' sometimes each dreary pause between,

"Dejected pity by her side,

f' Her soul-subduing voice applied, "Yet still she kept her wild unaltered mien."


"Sum Marie, male grata patri, male grata marito, .

"Caelo invisa, mese pestis atrox patriae; "Nulla aberat labes, nisi quod fuit addita custos

"Fida pudicitiai, forma maligna mesp."


As the Mimosa from ungentle hand,

Recoiling, closes quick its trembling leaves:

So shrinks the muse to sing her native land

Sway'd by remorseless bigotry.—It grieves

My inmost heart to read a mind so fell,

Found room in any British form to dwell;

And more it irks me still to think,

A sex which forms the intermediate link

'Twixt men and angels, e'er shou'd own

The blood-stain'd animal, whose throne,

For six disgraceful and polluted years,

Saw Superstition's fires, unquench'cj by Virtue's tears.

Black shades of Bonner, Gardiner, arise!

Lo! where above your narrow, murd'rous pride,

Spirits aetherial soar, whose worth you dared despise;

See white-rob'd Latimer, by Cranmer's side, Hooper and Ridley, leading martyrs blest, Who feel, (could angels ever feel distrest,) Sorrow that this our much-lov'd parent earth, To souls so very mean as your's gave birth.

How sensitive are we of latter times!

How senseless they in such an age of crimes 1

We start to tumult at a patriot word,

And draw, and dare, for liberty, the sword.

They, for their God, saw dearest friends expire,

And trembling crouch'd around the impious fire;

Had modern souls illum'd their coward clay,

And turn'd their firelight into reason's day,

Goodness the flame of guilt had never fed,

But injured innocence, by justice led,

Had hurl'd each brand on the oppressor's head.

The wolf, sheep clad, by vengeance brought to quake,

Had found a gibbet where he placed a stake.


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