I resalute thee here, and gratulate And virtue's ornaments. Young Northumberland, In deeds to fame and virtue consecrate. Brandish thy sword in right, and spend thy wits Prepares before thy hearse: long may'st thou live, The noble Norris' honour in thy sons, Thrice noble lord, as happy for his few, As was the king of Troy for many moe." 66 Percy," quoth he, " thou and thy lordly peers, Your names are in this register of Fame, Written in leaves and characters of gold; So live, as with a many moe you may Survive and triumph in eternity, Out of Oblivion's reach, or Envy's shot; And that your names immortally may shine In these records, not earthly but divine." Then shalms and sackbuts sounded in the air, But shrill'st of all, the trumpet of Renown; And by and by a loud retraite he rung. The train retir'd, as swift as stars don shoot, From whence they came, and day began to break ; And with the noise and thunder in the sky, When Fame's great double doors fell to and shut, And this triumphant train was vanish'd quite, The gaudy Morn out of her golden sleep Awak'd, and little birds uncag'd gan sing, To welcome home the bridegroom of the sea. EPILOGUS. Wherewith I rous'd, recounting what I saw : I would adventure to set down my dream, Take it in gree,* fair lord: Procul hinc turba invi |