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The history of Susanna Compiled according to the Prophet Daniel, amplified with convenient meditations; sung by the devoted honourer of the divine muses, George Ballard.
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Ballard, George, writer of verse.
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Doth evermore immortally indure To God and man is vertue known 't is she Obtain's gold-garlands wreaths of victory Conqu'ring her fomen finally in fight She gaineth Fame by more then manly might Divine Astraea on her part doth bring Armies of Angels from the heav'nly King Well is she known to God and man her presence Makes mortals muse on her immortall essence Like a Phoebeian Champion in Heav'n stories She rides triumphant on a Coach of glories Her seat transcendeth stars her high renown Is heav'nly Lawrels in th' eternall Crown Those Diamonds and glistring stones that shine In her rich Diadems are all divine Vnmated pleasures ever tend upon All her possessors in Iehovah's throne Before her feet when she from heav'n came down Emperiall Crowns Scepters and thrones were thrown Glory is her concomitant that brings Her unto view of ravisht earthly Kings Who covet having seen her forme divine To be insould in such a Saintly shrine Vertue thou darling of the King of Heaven Dost bring thy lovers into favour even With Helion to winne eternall fame Conducting to the presence of that lambe Who takes the worlds sins clean away on whom Attend chast thousands which from Rama come Thou royall Comfortresse of Saints while they Sojourne in mortall Mansions of Clay Sad soules do'st solace and when e're distrest Procur'st to them a sweet internall rest Angels and men shall see and fiends agast Vertues true lovers all renown'd at last Because the God of goodnesse that regards Chast soules to crown with undefil'd rewards Is glorious Iudge of Heav'n and earth and he Govern's the World with perfect equity Whose name be blest that blesseth ev'ry thing To whom all powr's of heav'n and earth do sing Sect. XVII ARGUMENT Where and how Susanna liv'd What poore people she releev'd Full of dayes departing she Enjoyes heav'n-joyes eternally AFter that time no Congregations came To Susan's Court to interrupt the same Iudges sate there no more no more loud noise Of loud-mouth'd gown-men did molest her joyes But little Birds chirping her sweet good-morrowes With Nature's melody beguil'd her sorrowes After this trouble Susan liv'd to see Her children's children in felicity Still beautifull in yeeres beheld them flourish Like noble Palme-trees which calme rivers nourish Or like those Olive-plants to fairnes grown On verdant Mountains neere King Davids town Her kindred and herselfe with prosp'rous hand From Babylon return'd to Canaan land Her Lord her children with her selfe remayn'd In Iudah borders where they re-obtain'd Lordships which their fore-fathers had foregone At their departure into Babylon Their sacrifices that the Levites took Made clensed Sion's hallow'd altars smoke Renown'd Susanna after this did never Feele any fit of cold affliction 's fever But all the quiet comfort earth could give She did enjoy while she on earth did live Her works of Charity performed then Sweetned the sowre afflictions of men Houses and lands bestow'd on poor-men prove To future times her hospitable love She holpe imprizon'd debters out of thrall Paying their debts them granted wherewithall To live at liberty her bread was given To hungry Orphans Beggars were releeven The naked pooremen clothed at her cost And many ransom'd that had long been lost Enfeebl'd sick-men gaining often health Through timely physick purchas'd by her wealth Weak Orphanes helplesse widowes blinde and lame Whom she releev'd to her eternall fame Pray'd for her as in conscious duty bound That she in Heav'n and Earth might live renown'd The trophees of good actions done by her Transcend high Heav'ns and are enrolled there Of whose cleere vertues mortals did adore The meer umbration counting heretofore Holy Susanna for a living shrine Of heav'nly spirits gloriously divine When God determin'd she should enter in The happinesse once lost by Adam's sinne Death witnesse of our protoparent's crime Amputed her As in Autumnall time Men gather Summer's rip'ned fruits into Their garner's home Heav'n took her spirit so So raigneth she Iehovah â— Saâ—nts among Her righteous friends for her lamenting long Her corps embalm'd in spicy Memphian gumme They sepulchred in whitest Marble-tombe Which Pilgrim-pleasing monument did stand Till time consum'd it in Iudaean land The world bemon'd her absence God of Heaven To this deere Saint a better world hath given Faire flights of Angels sung her soule to rest Which evermore now triumphs with the blest Carminibus vives â—empus in omne meis MEDIT. ultima Mors sceptra ligonibus aequat IT is a common theme the best must die And passe through Nature to eternitie 'T is so decreed the day of death and doome Are two Pole-stars whereby we Pilgrims rome The fairest Damsels drawing vitall breath Will not be favour'd by ill-favour'd death Both young and old Ester and Naomi Iudith and faire Susanna too must die Fate snatcheth amiable Queens at once With Country women eateth urned bones Spares neither Sexes pardons no degrees Destroyes Physicians scorneth golden fees A hel-born armed Fury mowing down The mounting Monarch with the mowing clown Impartiall Serjant I presume to call Thee by such titles thou art nam'd withall Thou longest of all slumbers dissolution Of mortall bodies wretched lifes effusion Wild Cormorant of mankind rich mens feare Wish of the poore men wrastler ev'ry-where A silent thiefe a Caniball of Nations Robbing the whole world swallowing generations Thou Pursuivant riding without remorse For Adam's sinne upon the pallid horse Bearing all soules in their long journey on Till they appeare at the Tribunall throne Of Sion's Lambe dost by appointment come And hurry hence the good and bad to doome Thou art a friend foe unto man thou art The good man's comfort the ungodlies smart A gate of endlesse merriment to one Vnto another of eternall mone Thou fiendly creature of th' infernall Lord With cruell phangs hadst made us all afeard Had not our heav'nly Captain conqu'rour been Of Tophet's King thy coward-selfe and sinne Where is the venome of thy quondam-sting Where is the valiance of thy vanquisht King O pale-fac'd Catiffe caught and wrought alas Like as in fables the Cumanan Asse Apparell'd with a frightning Lion's skin Thou seem'st a Lion unto men of sin But Saints can smile upon thee thou art fain To beare their burthens to exeme their pain Although our bodies thou unliv'st our soules Surviving raigne with God above the Poles Of whirling heav'n just actions that we do Doe also live and are eternall too Good works with faith are better worth then gold For they conduct us to the wisht-for fold Of our grand shepheard Iesus they become A milken way to our immortall home Where we shall dwell in everlasting day In better seasons then our moneth of May Where Salomon's much wisdome would be poore Where Absolon would seem a tawny Moore Where in comparison bold Sampson's strength Is infant-weaknesse and unequall'd length Of old Methus lem's life a slender span Of posting time where mundane blisse of man Would be accounted but a painfull pleasure Where Croesus gold is poorest earthen treasure Where Alexander's prize a certain losse And Neptune's rocks of Pearle Diamond drosse Where perfect wisdome beauty strength and store Of peerlesse pleasures during evermore Saints soules possesse To Sion's heav'nly home By faith in Iesus Iesus daigne we come DEO Triuâ—â— in aeternum gloria Conclusion MOnuments of Marble-stone Tombs with golden writings on Like mortall bodies balm'd in guÌ„mes Last but a while and time consume's Goodly Cities die like men Corn is sown where such have been Niniveh and Babylon Old Troy and strongest towns are gone Towns and Towres and Bulwarks fall Pyramid's of Nile and all Dian's Altars are uptore Delphian wonders are no more Monstrous Tyrants from renown In a moment tumble down To the den of lasting shames And black Oblivion hath their names Gods of Egypt Greece and Rome To a â—iriall end are come Vainâ— they vanisht from the ground Their ruines can no more be found Age and fate return'd them dust But all ages Vertue must Live immortall and her prayse Must dure in ever-during dayes
cause Go mourn in sackcloth for your sins for shame But if such madnes you disdaine to ta'ne Depart from hence seek Babylonian Whores Who signe-post like stand painted at the dores In their white bosomes they will you enfold And welcome bid for bags of yellow gold By courting me you gain your wils as soon As Syrian Wolves by barking at the Moon You flie me seem's with idle Bees of Inde Against rough weather and the stormy wind Fierce Euphrates quoth she to yonder mountains Shall backwards run and hide him in his fountains Leaving the deep pools of his channell dry Swart leathern Swains shall plough-turmoile the sky Sodom's dead lake revive and entertain Leviathan and Neptune's hungry train Fishes shall flouds forsake and foules of heaven Be deckt with scales and in the Ocean driven Babell shall know no heat nor Pontus cold Fire and water shall one dwelling hold The brightest flame of Heaven shine by night And horned Cynthia give diurnall light Before I change my setled constant mind To damne my selfe that you may count me kind Depart and say you have a woman known Preserv'd your honour saving of her own Their Reply Proud scornfull dame what faire means cannot doe Be certain foule means shall compell thee to Our wronged Honours suddenly shall rain A storm of vengeance on thee for disdain Repent proud woman we shall make thee glad To lie with us or we will make thee mad Ten thousand times thy betters have agreed To pleasure us ten thousand times at need Nor need they to repent it such behavours Obtein'd them ours and all their husband's favours If thou refuse false witnes we will beare To stain thy reputation we will sweare To end thy life we found a yongman here With thee in Venus action we will say Therefore thy Maidens thou did'st send away So we 'll take vengeance dooming thee to death And after when thou wantest vitall breath Have thy supposed trespasse sung in rimes By errant Scundrils in succeeding times Drunkards and Mimicall Pantomini Shall make pastime to act thine infamy Pointing the horns at Ioachim and cleep Thy children bastards he 's constrain'd to keep As bug words children thy misbranded name Shall frighten strumpets from the acts of shame Wherefore for honour of thy name agree To condiscend that we may humble thee Concluding so they offred rape and fear'd her That she cry'd out and all her servants heard her But as she call'd pure rivolets of teares Stream'd from her eyes which in the spring appeare's peares Cleerer then morning-dew and did divide Themselves in droplings swimming tow'rds the side Which holy Well where Saintly Susan wept This strange memoriall of her teares hath kept That ever-since her fluid waters shine Brighter then silver brackt with siluer-brine Which waxing colder do for cures excell Saint Winifrid's waters in the Cambrian Well MEDIT. VIII De Daemone dira libido THe Devill want's no Orators in time Of old he could make Serpents plead for him In wily arguments all kind of evill Comes from and is ov'rgilded by the Devill There 's Love a vertue of vnvalued price And Lust misnamed love a brutish vice And this infernall thing wants neither tongues Nor tunes to warble forth inchanting songs Lust is a subtile Siren ever training Soules to destruction by her secret faining She is the prince of darknesse eldest daughter Wanting no craft her cunning Sire hath taught her Profound dissimulation she hath skill To speak all Languages when-ere she will Wandring this earthen world all carnall men To her doe homage they her servants been This strumpet clad in Peacock-plumes doth ride Both day and night in painted carres of pride Her handmaid Lying Pander's and suborn's Lovers enough to serve her lustfull turns Guilt Sorrow Shame Horrour attend her still But she can maske them and go where she will Bulwarks of brasse condensed walls of stone Cannot debarre her she can walk alone Vnseen in private Gardens ev'ry day Within the darknesse find-out Venus way And where her power cannot throughly pester She planteth Envie her Gorgonian sister But these assisted by the fiends of Hell Where all Serpentine monstrous legions dwell Can never change the Saints firme resolution Though they procure them bodily confusion Pleasures nor pains which wicked mortals plod Prevaile not to pull righteous soules from God Gemonian staires Phalarian Buls nor all Torments that flow from cruell Tyrants gall Tarpejan Mountains Altars of Busire Nor furnaces of Babylonian fire Rewards nor tortures have not powre to cause The Saints on Earth t' abandon heav'nly lawes Camelions change their colour Guile her game But in both fortunes Vertue is the same Nor hath a Planet's influence pow'r to make Resolved soules their chastity forsake The subcelestiall armour Saints do weare Is resolution soul-distracting feare Never can pierce it it defend's the heart Better then Coats of maile and can retort More keen and fiercer flying shafts then those That singing come from ful-bent Russian bowes Those valiant ones that weare it can be bold When others tremble unappal'd behold The sternest looks of Death can smile upon Cocytus waves and burning Phlegiton Though foule Erinnis in the world do's raign They Titan-like do constant still remayn Th'ungodly World can vomit up no gall On them but they can dauntlesse scorn it all Lord grant us resolution still to trust In thy defence from undermining lust Support us by thy pow'r and then we shall Like Sion-mountayns stand and never fall Sect. IX ARGUMENT Chast Susanna to her Lord Falsly accus'd and sent toward Tongues of taunting people stirre All her friends lament for her SVsanna call's the Elders loudly roare To drown her cryings o'pe her Garden dore Returning with a recareering pace As if some Rebell they had held in chase So greedy Huntsmen on the Pontick downes With whoopings cheer their game pursuing hounds Their voices they uplifted to the skie With hubbubs raising wofull hue on crie Her clamour-hearing servants running came To tender aydance to their tender Dame And as in post through postern dores they run Th' abominable Elders both begun Purboild in breathlesse sweatings to amort Her men and Maydens with obscene report Untill that time did never cloudy shame Obnubilate the Glory of her Name Her monefull Virgins dutifully run To comfort her her vestments they put on The clothed Lady comes before the Lords Whom Elders prepossest with lying words Which made their eares to tingle and their haire Ascend as if some Stygian fiends were there But Susan better meditating on 't Bedri'd her eye-lids cleer'd her mournfull front As doth the Delian Princesse when her Grace In Thetis wavy streames hath washt her face And gaining strength did presently begin To cleer her selfe from that suggested sinne Before her husband she the guilt did rem From her imputing haynous crime on them Which they denying call'd her impious dame Her greived Lord beleeved not the same Wherefore the Elders doe confine his Spouse That night close pris'ner