Contents -BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD

William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910.

The Chronicle

Abraham Cowley (1618–1667)

MARGARITA first possest,

If I remember well, my breast,

Margarita first of all;

But when a while the wanton Maid

With my restless Heart had played,

Martha took the flying Ball.

Martha soon did it resign

To the beauteous Catharine.

Beauteous Catharine gave place

(Though loth and angry she to part

With the possession of my Heart)

To Elisa’s conquering face.

Elisa till this hour might reign

Had she not evil counsels ta’ne.

Fundamental laws she broke,

And still new favourites she chose,

Till up in arms my Passions rose,

And cast away her yoke.

Mary then and gentle Ann

Both to reign at once began.

Alternately they sway’d,

And sometimes Mary was the Fair,

And sometimes Ann the Crown did wear,

And sometimes both I’ obeyed.

Another Mary then arose

And did rigorous laws impose.

A mighty Tyrant she!

Long, alas, should I have been

Under that iron-scepter’d Queen,

Had not Rebecca set me free.

When fair Rebecca set me free,

’Twas then a golden Time with me.

But soon those pleasures fled,

For the gracious Princess died

In her Youth and Beauties’ pride,

And Judith reigned in her stead.

One month, three days, and half an hour

Judith held the sovereign power.

Wondrous beautiful her face,

But so weak and small her wit,

That she to govern was unfit,

And so Susanna took her place.

But when Isabella came

Arm’d with a resistless flame

And th’ artillery of her eye;

Whilst she proudly marcht about

Greater conquests to find out,

She beat out Susan by the By.

But in her place I then obey’d

Black-ey’d Besse, her Viceroy-Maid,

To whom ensu’d a vacancy.

Thousand worse Passions then possest

The interregnum of my breast.

Bless me from such an anarchy!

Gentle Henriette than

And a third Mary next began,

Then Jone, and Jane, and Audria.

And then a pretty Thomasine,

And then another Katharine,

And then a long Et caetera.

But should I now to you relate,

The strength and riches of their state,

The Powder, Patches, and the Pins,

The Ribbans, Jewels, and the Rings,

The Lace, the Paint, and warlike things

That make up all their Magazins:

If I should tell the politic arts

To take and keep men’s hearts,

The Letters, Embassies, and Spies,

The Frowns, and Smiles, and Flatteries,

The Quarrels, Tears, and Perjuries,

Numberless, Nameless Mysteries!

And all the little lime-twigs laid

By Matchavil the waiting-maid;

I more voluminous should grow

(Chiefly if I like them should tell

All change of weathers that befell)

Then Holinshead or Stow.

But I will briefer with them be,

Since few of them were long with Me.

An higher and a nobler strain

My present Emperess does claim,

Heleonora, First o’ th’ Name;

Whom God grant long to reign!