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Virtus rediviva a panegyrick on our late King Charles the I. &c. of ever blessed memory. Attended, with severall other pieces from the same pen. Viz. [brace] I. A theatre of wits: being a collection of apothegms. II. Fœnestra in pectore: or a century of familiar letters. III. Loves labyrinth: a tragi-comedy. IV. Fragmenta poetica: or poeticall diversions. Concluding, with a panegyrick on his sacred Majesties most happy return. / By T.F.
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Forde, Thomas.
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Wing F1550; Thomason E1806_1; ESTC R200917
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left imperfect I have chosen rather to erect a new frame by his model than to build upon anothers foundation That the Volume is small my diligence hath been the greater for I have laboured to substract rather than multiply them not putting in every one I met with but what was best at least in my opinion These are but the fiâ—st fruits your acceptance may ripen them into a larger harvest if God shall lend me time and opportunity I have waved any particular Dedication as not willing to entitle any man to the Patronage of my weaknesses nor am I of that vain humour of Appian the Grammarian who promised immortality to those to whom he dedicated any of his Works And they who write to Lords rewards to get Are they not like singers at doors for meat There is a Vine in Asia that brings forth Burnt-wine so excellent saith mine Author that none exceeds it Such is the nature of these short sentences they are ready dress'd and dish'd out to thy hand like some Diamonds which grow smoothand polished and need no farther labour to fit them for use but using As it is said of Isidore the Philosopher that he spake not words but the very substance and essence of things They contain magnum in parvo much matter in a few words Significant potius quam exprimunt You have here much gold in a little ore easie for carriage ready for use We have many things to learn and but little time to live I know not therefore any kind of Learning more pleasant or more profitable than this which teacheth us many lessons in a few lines But I will not waste thy time Reader whilst I study to improve it and to approve my self Thy servant T. F. Apothegmes AN old Mass-Priest in the dayes of Hen. 8. reading in English after the Translation of the Bible the mircale of the five loaves and two fishes when he came to the verse that reckoneth the number of the guests he paused a little and at last said they were about 500 the Clerk whispered into the Priests eares that it was 5000 but the Priest turned back and replied with indignation Hold your peace sirrah we shall never make them believe they were 500. Aristides said concerning the Elegance of the City of Smyrna that no man except he which shall see it will be drawn to believe it The Savages an English Family held Ardes in Ireland long in possession amongst whom there goeth a great name of Him who said no less stoutly than pleasantly when he was moved to o build a Castle for his defence that he would not trust to a castle of stones but rather to a castle of bones Meaning his own body Columbane a Monk of Ireland when Sigebert King of the Frankners dealt very earnstly with him and that by way of many fair and large promises that he should not depart out of his Kingdom Answered him That it became not them to embrace other mens riches who for Christs sake had forsaken their own Porpherie in regard of the many tyrants rising up in his dayes in Britain cried out in these terms Britain a foolish Province of tyrants St. Ambrose in his Funeral Sermon of Theodosius cryeth out in these terms that Eugenius and Maximus who had five years usurped the Empire by their woful example doe testifie in hell what a heavy thing it is to bear arms against their Natural Prince Of this Maximus it is said that he was a valiant man victorious and worthy the title of Augustus but that against his allegiance he had by way of tyranny and usurpation attained the place Homer saith of one that had a misfortune It was because he did not honour his Parents Upon a triumph all the Emperor Severus's Souldiers for the greater pomp were to put on Crowns of Bayes but one Christian there was amongst them which wore it on his arm and being demanded the reason boldly answered It becomes not a Christian to be crowned in this life Arnobius was wont to say that persecution brings death in one hand and life in the other for while it kills the body it crowns the soul The Empress Eudoxia sending a threatning message to Chrysostom for boldly reproving her He answered Go tell her I fear nothing but sin Justus Jonas said of Luther that he could have of God what he pleased Epaminondas being asked what was the greatest joy he ever had in the world He said Leutrica Victoria the Battel of Leutrick Rocardus King of Frisland being by Wolfranius perswaded to be Baptized having one foot in the Font the other out asked Wolfranius where went the most part of his Predecessors that were not Baptized To hell said Wolfranius then Rocardus drew his foot out of the Font saying It was best following of the greatest company The Devil meeting with a devout Hermit asked him three questions First what should be the strangest thing that God made in a little frame He answered a mans face The second Where was the Earth higher than all the Heavens Where Christs body born of the Virgin Mary was adored of Angels and Archangels The third what space was between Heaven and Earth Thou knowest best said the Hermit which wast from Heaven thrown down to the Earth L. Silla finding his souldiers timerous and fearful to fight with Archelaus Mâ—â—hridates General drew out his sword and said You souldiers that mean to fly to Rome tell them at Rome that you left Silla your General fighting in the midst of the Battel with the enemies in Boetia Philipides the Poet refused to be of King Lysimachus Counsel that when the King said to him What wilt thou that I give unto thee Nothing said the poor Poet but onely this that I may not be of thy Council In a publick meeting with all the Princes of Germany at Wormatia where the Duke of Saxon first preferring his mettals and rich veins of earth the Duke of Bavaria much commending his strong and brave Cities and Towns and the Duke Palatine of his wines and fertility of his lands the Duke of Wittenbergh said I can lay my head and sleep upon the lap of any of my subjects I have abroad in the field every where Huic facile concedite palmam said Maximilian the Emperor Give him the palm Themistocles being asked whose Oration he would hear Even him said Themistocles that can best set forth my praise and advance my fame Isocrates repeating an Oration of Demosthenes his adversary at Rhodes they of Rhodes much delighting therein and much commending the Oration that Isocrates made though he was enemy to Demosthenes was forced against his will to say to the people What if you had heard the beast himself pronouncing his own Oration Julius Caesar seeing certain men of Apulia in Rome carrying Apes upon their arms playing asked the men If they had no women in Apulia to get children to play withal Diogenes when he saw mice creeping for some crums to his
ears Is it the musick of th'harmonious Sphears Angels Peace shepherds peace glad tidings we ye bring Your God hath got a Son and ye a King And he hath sent us with this newes to tell Who late was Ours is your Immanuel Up up to Bâ—thlehem there shall you see An Human shape enclose the Deitie Behold a cratch imprisons him whose hands Have fram'd the earth and curbs the sea with bands He now begins to be that no beginning knew He now begins to live who being gave to you Go see th' Eternal God a child 's become The ever-speaking Word himself lies dumb Who by his word feeds all is fed by meat Th' Almighty King of Heaven hath left his seat And now keeps Court on earth haste ye and see The cratch his throne beasts his attendance be And all to be your Saviour and to free Ye men from sin and Satans slaverie Chorus of Angels Glory to God on high and peace on earth Good will to men by this our God-mans birth Shepherds Come let 's go see these wonders which are told Let what our ears have heard our eyes behold Soliloquie Croud in my soul and see amongst the rest And by thy sight oh be for ever blest Hark how the Angels sing the heavens rebound And earth with th'eccho of th'Angeliâ—k sound Never till now were the well-tuned Sphears Heard to make melodie to mortal ears Now every pretty bird with 's warbling throat To 's new-born Maker elevates a note See how the earth being big with pride to be Out-gone by heaven puts on her liverie Of mirth and laughs with joy to hear Her Maker now will please to dwell on her The whole world was agreed to entertain The King of peace who now began his reign Mars shrunk for fear Bellona hid her head When peace was born all discords lay for dead Then why should bloody characters descrie The blessed day of his Nativitie O let the purest white note out that morn From all the rest when Innocence was born On the Nativitie 1. Hail holy tide Wherein a Bride A Virgin and a Mother Brought forth a Son The like was done Except her by no other 2. A Virgin pure She did endure After her Son or rather It may be said She was a maid And this Son was her Father 3. Here riddles vex And do perplex The eye of humane reason Heaven did combine With earth to joyn To consecrate this season 4. Hail blessed Maid For by thine aid Eternal life is Ours Thou didst lie in And without sin The son of God was yours 5. Hail happy birth Wonder of Earth And heaven the Angels sing Anthems to thee As glad to see Their new-born heavenly King 6. Though thou art poore Kings thee adore And precious presents bring They kneel to you And humbly bow As to some sacred thing 7. Thou that art able To turn a stable Into a Temple come Possess my heart Cleanse every part And take it for thy home For Christmass-day LEnd me a pen pull'd from an Angels wing That I the news of this blest day may sing Or reach a feather of that holy Dove Wherewith to shew this miracle of love Darkness is turn'd to light mid-night to morn Who can be silent when the Word is born Hark how the Angels sing they bow and more Than Persians they this rising Sun adore The Court 's remov'd and the attendants flie To wait upon this humane Deitie He who was cloath'd with glorious Majesty Is veil'd with flesh the better to comply With mortal eyes dis-robes himself of light Lays by his beams stoops to our weaker sight And with his other favours this doth give That man may see the face of God and live The Son of God becomes the son of man That men may be the sons of God again Here God is man and man is God he takes Our nature to him not his own forsakes A mortal God Immortal man in one Thus heaven and earth are in conjunction See how the shepherds flock and Kings as proud To be his subjects to his presence croud Haste haste my soul there 's danger in delay Since thou hast nothing else to offer lay Thy self down at his feet pray him to make His lodging in thee as he deign'd to take Thy nature on himself But stay fond soul He 's puritie it self thou art too foul To lodge so bright a guest in whose pure eyes Heavens and Angels are deformities Yet see he smiles and beckens thee to come As if he meant to take thee for his home To wash thee with his blood do not repine The sins are His His righteousness is thine Hark he invites himself to be thy guest Whose presence is thy physick and thy feast Behold he bowes the heavens and comes down Takes up thy Cross that thou mayst wear his Crown And in exchange assumes thy povertie Pays all thy debts sets thee at libertie He sues to serve thee and expects no more Thou shouldst give him than he gave thee before His work is all his wages and his will Is all his hire be thou obedient still Love him as he loves thee and ' cause th' art poor Give him thy self thy all He asks no more Lord 't is not fitting thou shouldst come Into so base a room First with thy spirit cleanse my heart And by thy powerful art Thine and my enemies expel Make an Heaven of my Hell Then for ever in me dwell But Lord if thou vouchsafe to dwell Within so dark a cell Take thou charge of the familie And let me dwell with thee Thine is the cost be thine the care That Satan have no share For thou wilt find no room to spare For Christmas-day Invocat The Day thy day is come O thou most glorious Sun When thou didst veil thy self that we Mortals might thy glory see Lend me a ray of light That I may see to write And Carol forth thy praise In ever-living layes Thyrsis WHat made the Sun poste hence away So fast and make so short a day Damon Seeing a brighter Sun appear He ran and hid himself for fear Asham'd to see himself out-shin'd Leaving us and night behind He sneak'd away to take a nap And hide himself in Thetis lap When loe a brighter night succeeds A night none of his lustre needs A night so splendent we may say The day was night and night was day Thyrsis See Damon see how he doth shroud His baffl'd glory in a cloud From whence he peeps to see the Sun That hath his lusters all out-done Damon But ventring on he spies a star More glorious than his Hesper far Which with a fair and speaking ray Told plainly where his Master lay Ambitious then to steal a sight He saw it was the God of light Then strait he whips away his team The well lost minutes to redeem And flies through all the world to tell The newes of this great miracle It was not long before he came Unto the lofty house of