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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A05590	The gushing teares of godly sorrovv Containing the causes, conditions, and remedies of sinne, depending mainly upon contrition and confession. And they seconded, with sacred and comfortable passages, under the mourning cannopie of teares, and repentance. By William Lithgovv.	Lithgow, William, 1582-1645?	1640 (1640)	STC 15709; ESTC S108580	48,504	102

soile more blest was once than Greece Have I said Athens beene the mother nurse Of lib'rall Airts and science Natures light And now my Carcase beares the vulgar curse Of Spartaes scorne and Lacedemon spight Shall malice tread on vertue shall disgrace Of neighbours hate on my gold tresses trace Though thirty one Invaders on me prey Each one triumphing in anothers ill Yet flexe I not though forc'd for to obey No pride shall presse my patience nor good will Gaine me to flatter Nor puft Tyrants shall Bruise me in pieces though I suffer thrall Yet was her Virgine body made a Whoore To ev'ry proud Insulter and her fame A Strumpets voice Whom Mars did once defloure And turning Harlot robd her Vestall name The Victors glutting on her vanquishd spoyles Made griefe guide sorrow Fortune fixt her foyles In this digression take a morall note From slaughterd Athens now a village left That all beginnings not their endings quote Have floorishd faces from their spring-tyde reft Their Medium is not long the morne is all And then their end in lumps of fragments fall What once was Ilium Tyrus now calld Sur And Ninivie whose ruines are ruind Seven ported Thebes rich in silks and Furre And Carthage Africks glory now declind Nay save of three some monuments are showne The other two their seats are hardly knowne So Antioch whence sprung the Christian name And Sions Dame Judeas sacred citie Yea Alexandria famous in her fame With Babylon the remaindure of pittie Though not like Jericho a lumpe of stones They 're but rent relicks of their former ones A wondrous thing of Nature I observe When Xerxes cross'd the Hellespontick sea In greatest grandure then begunne to swerve From Princely courage staid dexteritie Where when the Pontick waves with troups were cled Of numbers numberlesse and he the head Then brust he forth in teares and wept amaine Gazing on thousands which his puissance brought And said This sight and all this glorious traine Within an hundred yeares shall come to nought I weep said he 'cause nothing here can stay But like full streames they slide and steale away My horse my Chariots Engynes men of warre And Souldiers strong shall all dissolve in dust My spight 'gainst Greice and their imperious jarre My greed of honour their revenge injust Which Sardis bore Shall eftsoone be as they Had never beene so mortall things decay Thus mournd this Pagan King whose rule may learne Most moderne Tymes to waile like consequence For in which Mappe true judgement may discerne That ancient dayes had full experience Of natures frailtie changings mortals being Whose restlesse course was sight-lost shadows flying So day and night on two extreames depend Either to lengthen or to shorten prest The restlesse tides like alterations spend By Cynthias waxing waining is exprest The seasons runne foure times the yeare about And are renewd ay as their times go out No state doth solide stand Man most mutable In fortune or himselfe each leaving other He carelesse fled from meanes If disputable His meanes are fled from him to court another What 's mine to day to morrow may be thine And what 's thine now next day it may be mine Nor is their health in beauty nor in strength Of body soundnesse Subject to disease Is ev'ry creature young and old at length Shall feele infirmities Natures worst unease Graft in corruption None can sicknesse shunne But he must suffer ere his glasse be runne Such sowre flagelloes are the rods of nature To whippe the childe of lust with sound correction Cause why they 're Moulds where grace renews each creature And makes chastisements signifie affection Nay they 're preparatives against sterne death Beene fenc'd with patience flankd about with faith All which denote men should not fixe their hearts On transitorie things or trash below All under sunne in whole in rest or parts Are Emblemes of inconstancie I know Man Beast and Tree Wealth Honour Health and Fame Are but crost Changelings of this changing Frame What 's heere beholde but toyle and worldlie losses Sinne shame and sorrow trouble griefe and scorne Spight strife and malice ignorance and crosses Adversities sterne face friendship forlorne Pryde flankd with povertie Tyrants infliction Of gall'd oppression to adde distresse affliction Such passive moods are frequent growne that now Old crazd calamitie begins to quiver Both rich and poore live timerous and how The one to keep what 's got The others feaver Burnes for to get the first fears losse and trembles The seconds patience with content dissembles In Citie Court and Countrey here 's their fall Deceit deceives them with deceitfull stings But most in royall Mansions there 's the gall Where Sophistrie speaks two contrary things And neither thinks to do Here flattrie stands To blinde the truth there ambodextrate hands Then blest are they who live at home in rest And neither follow Court nor courtly toyes That life is sweet and of all lives the best For homely Houlds are chargd with privat joyes Most Courtiers mouthes seeme kind with hearts as hollow As derne Sybillas Hall which few can follow To day they smile and promise what you would And fill stress'd suppliants with inunding hopes To morrow as unkinde and frozen cold And tramp in dust their suiters sad-sought scopes Unlesse their palmes you oynt with sov'raigne ore Your suite is lost and you left to deplore The very Dunse that yesterday was base When having got an office looks as hie As skie-set clouds then will cast downe his face And squinke acquaintance to have courtesie This Ruffian who did homage thee before Now thou must beck to him and him implore Tell Courtiers of repentance they will mock And turne their teares in taunts and scoffing jests He who feares God they hold him as a block Its vice and foolerie their conceit digests They never dreame of judgement nor of death But spend in complements their flattering breath Let none mistake nor misconstruct my minde I meane of Courts in generall all where There 's good and bad in any hollow kinde Both men and beasts in this may claime their share A Savage I have found as kinde in part As best thought Christians save the noble heart All I desire and what my soule can wish Is that the truth may stand and vertue flourish Lo there 's the daintie of an holy dish To feed poore soules and humble ones to nourish And for this cause each one should pray with other Gods word may prosper and his Church our mother Lord spread the Mantle of thy mercy round About the borders of her glorious shrine Enlarge her power let earths remotest bound Stand for the limits of her light divine That thou who on bright Cherubins doth ride May guide and guard the beauty of thy Bride I 'le dive no more in sinne and crooked wayes Of rotten nature which corruption brings Nor from the worlds example draw these strayes Of th' head-strong multitude confusion

Common-wealth it beares great swey It masks the Merchants with Gibeonitish faces And with each trade it can the harlot play From mighty men to mean see what I sought I finde them all corrupt'd their wayes are nought Corruption in their brybries fraught with greed Corruption in their flesh subborn'd by lust Corruption in their manners full of need Corruption in their sinne and livesinjust Corruption in their malice flankd on pryde Corruption in their wills blinde Natures guyde Corruption in the treachrie of deceat Corruption in false weights and falser measures Corruption in vile perjurie and hate Corruption in the hoording up of treasures Corruption in hypocrisie and strife Corruption in a base dissembling life Corruption ah injustice by the Judge Corruption too in partiall ends 'gainst reason Corruption in the traitour that dare lodge Corruption fixt on murder and high treason Corruption in oppression and what then Corruption in the lavishnesse of men Corruption in forg'd tales and false reports Corruption in fraile fleshly vile desires Corruption in base taunts and jeering torts Corruption in despysing naturall Syres Corruption ah in negligence and slouth Corruption from fond sports in age or youth Corruption in ambition and high looks Corruption in straind-selfe contract'd opinions Corruption in best learneds and best books Corruption in great Princes and their Minions Corruption in vaine courtly Courtiers stiles Corruption in sunk Worldlings greedy wiles Corruption in abusing outward things Corruption in vile drunkennesse and swearing Corruption in a Wranglers crafty wrings Corruption in delay and long forbearing Corruption in the ignorance of mindes Corruption in best knowledge of all kindes Corruption in prest complements and phrases Corruption in bad cariage mask'd with guile Corruption in poore flattrers foolish praises Corruption in most Pen-men and their stile Corruption in a Sycophantick leyar Corruption in the Layers mouth and Pleyar Corruption in Adultrie and worse lust Corruption in backbyters slandring tongue Corruption in lost credit without trust Corruption in the gathering worldly dung Corruption in blinde filthy Criticks censures Corruption in mechanick glyding tonsures Corruption in corruption sinne afords And ev'ry way corrupt'd corruption swallowes Most grow absurd corrupting deeds and words ●nd in the pudle of corruption wallowes The hollow heart of man such venome vomites Of all corruptions that they 're fixt for Comets ●ll which portend some grievous dissolution 〈◊〉 ev'ry state a wofull alteration ●prung from enormities of pollution This land is turnd the face of desolation Both great and small the scourge of fortune feele Whose fates are tost still round about the Wheele To day a Lord tomorrow fled to warres To day a Laird tomorrow turnd a beggar To day in wealth tomorrow closd with barres To day in peace tomorrow swear and swagger To day in farme tomorrow forcd to flee To day puft up the morne cast downe we see ●inne is the cause which makes such judgements fall On Land-lords now who still oppresse the poore They taxe and raxe them keep them under thrall That most are forcd to leave both hold and doore Whose grounds in end is sold or else ly waste Both Tyrants and th' opprest such changings taste Lord save me from this all-corrupted age Where craft joynes with extortion either hand ●lood and oppression may but passions swage ●trict law and justice quite for sake this land Men now must gaze like Souldiers battell broke That looke for aide else for the fatall stroke Nay we 're corrupt'd in thought in word and deed Yet of all sinnes vile drunkennesse is worst It breeds all ill and of all vice the seed It harbours lust and makes the Actor curst And smothering shame it wallows in despaire Where spoiling vertue seeks examples rare Our Patriarch Noah after the deludge Had shunn'd sommersing of the first drownd World He planted vines for man healths sound refudge Yet made his toyle the snare wherein he hurld The grape was sweet and strong see how he sunke He graft it first and first with it was drunk This worlds sole Monarch of the second age Who built the Arke which sav'd him and his race Undrown'd Behold was tane and turnd the Page Of glutting Bacchus senslesse of his cace Was it not strange this Columne could decline That scaping waters yet was drownd with wine But he great he earths sov'raigne Lord and Father Had no intent to foxe his sober senses But tasted touch'd and drunk then faild or rather He seald his fault to shelter like offences Not so his slip pleads o'resight unacquainted And reason would he tast'd the thing he planted Like so was Lot ensnar'd when fled for feare From burning Sodome and cavernd at night Was by his daughters gull'd They thinking there The world was gone sought to restore the right Of natures race And he starke drunk imbrac'd them But sure he griev'd when th' action had defac'd them But our grosse Drunkards base pedestriat natures Will roare and quaffe old houses through strait windowes Blaspheme their Maker and abuse his Creatures And swear they 'le spend their bloud and carve their sinnewes To beard cold Phebe then Orlando like Rapt Rodomunting oathes and Cyclops strike Whose red-ey'd sight show faces fixt with Comets Through which like Vulcan they would seeme goodfellowes O here he staggers and there he wallowing vomits And if mischiefe fall out he courts the gallowes Last friends and meanes been lost he 's load with curses Then bends his course to steale or robbe mens purses What ill can Hell devise but Drunkards do it All kindes of vice all kinde of lusts they swallow For why its drunkennesse that spurres them to it Satan suggests and they his counsell follow Then turne they frantick mad distracted Sots To clout their Conscience with retorting Pots They lye and surfet belch and vomit blood Yea ever rammage brutish and absurd Their beastly manners loathsome are and rude Deprav'd of senses have their wits immurd Benumb'd debosh'd last sunke in beggars brats Eate up with vermine starve and die like Rats Worlds of examples I could here denote As well in ancient dayes as moderne times What were these Pagans past what were they not What are our present judgements for like crymes May not their Alcoran serve to condemne us If we our selves would from our selves exam'ne us May not Philosophers the light of nature Convince us for like riot and excesse Nay even the beast unreasonable creature Stand up and witnesse of our sensualnesse They will not once exceed their appetite But man will surfet with a deep delite In using we abuse Gods benefits And turne his blessings to an heavie curse Surpassing temprance we confound our wits No health for body lesse for soule remorse All things were made for us and we for God But being abus'd they serve us for his rod Alas where reason when poore man misknowes The life of knowledge reason did infuse Shall understanding sleep shall I suppose That will is weaker than