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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A65256	Flamma sine fumo, or, Poems without fictions hereunto are annexed the causes, symptoms, or signes of several diseases with their cures, and also the diversity of urines, with their causes in poeticl measures / by R.W.	R. W. (Rowland Watkins)	1662 (1662)	Wing W1076; ESTC R9085	61,985	160

limit what can set a bound Unto thy wandring thoughts a little ground Contains thy body and when thou art dead Thou art contented with a narrow bed O pray for Grace without which all thy store Which should enrich thee will but make thee poore The Anabaptist Ostende Anabaptistam ego ostendam monstrum WHat wouldst thou have a King a Lord a Knight A Bishop Priest are monsters in thy sight No Church nor Altar and no Law must be To dictate but thy conscience unto thee It thou art displeas'd with Lawes Divine and Civil I know not what will fit thee but the Devil Upon the mournful de●th of our la●e Soveraign Lord Charles the first King of England c. I Read of a Confessor and a King A King and Ma●tyr is a stranger thing Our Charles was both A King both just and wise A holy Ma●tyr and sweet sacrifice Thieves did consent to kill the just but why When that the Wolf is Judge the Lamb must dye He went to Canaan for three Kingdoms good Through the red-Sea of his own sacred blood Thus John the Baptist dy'd that holy one Whilst Herod did usurp King Davids throne By his beheading it may well be sed Three Kingdoms by injustice lost their head If ere I shall the ayde of Saints implore Thy Shrine alone good Charles I will adore Lord let my soul unto thy Kingdom come To see King Charls crown'd for his Martyrdom Gods Mercy Nec hab●t principium quo in●hoatur n●● finem quo terminatur THe Sun 's within his Tropicks th' heavens high Within a span the clouds included lye Within the fist the earth that spacious creat●re Within a circle is confin'd by Nature But O thou God of Love to thy rich treasure Of endlesse mercy who can find a measure Upon the return of our most illustrious King Charls the second from Flanders to England WElcome bright Starre the prodrom● of the day With whom the Sun of glory shall display His golden banners and restore the Light Of truth eclipst by an erroncous night He liv'd in exile long and Flanders then Was th' Eagles neast or the true Lions den He past a Sea of troubles and each wave Of grief he flatted with a soul more brave To meet their King the people ran so fast As if each one disdain'd to be the last Such plenteous tears of joy flow'd every where That some in England did a deluge feare They did such piks of wood in London burn That many thought it would to Ilion turn Those fires are ended but the flames of love Unto our King shall everlasting prove Long live King Charles so long till wise men see His years as many as his vertues be Then he 'le outlive old Nestor whose glasse ran Before 't was spent through the third age of man Upon the Lords Prayer Clavis Cal● THe sacred Prayer of the eternal Word Doth greater comfort to my soul afford Tiran all the p●ayers made by humane A●t Those I have read but this I have by heart It is my constant prayer and the best Like rich perfume to sweeten all the rest Winter Charitas frigescit Spark not to me of Frizland on the cold And g●lid Clymats of the North I hold There can no greater frost● or Win●er be 〈◊〉 ●●d heart that 's cold in ●●arit● O shine thou Sun of glory and impart Thy gracious heat to thaw my frozen heart Upon the Right Honorable the Lord General George Monk Duke of Albemarle Qui lumen pietatis slumen liberalitatis fulmen belli HEre is our glorious Atlas who doth bear Our heaven up and keep our hearts from fear His merit is beyond reward whose mind To high attempts by Nature is confin'd Some Merchants have by their adventures bold Enricht this Land with precious pearl and gold Yet none but Royal Monk could ever bring So rich a treasure as our gracious King Herculean labours were but twelve here 's one That hath an hundred labours undergone He nere was rash nor did the hasty hand But a wise heart his active sword command Judgment and valour live in him as fair Rebecca's sons did in one womb despair Could nere attempt him for his nobler mind Did soar above the reach of storms and wind This good Centurion doth not love to change His garment of Religion nor to range Through Groves of fancies he 's a fixed star To beautifie the Church and seat of war He is descended from a Royal line Not from the Bramble but the slately Pine The glory of the Wood his vertues be The Symptoms of his true Nobilitie He is in vertues rich in merits high So let him happy live so let him die REPENTANCE Vnicum necessarium REpentance is the key for rich and poor To lock up Hell and open Heavens door When like the Dove our wandring souls have left The Ark of God and when we are bereft Of safety and relief all help is vain But by repentance to return again One tear for sin yields to the soul relief More than a fountain shed for worldly grief The Vine drops tears which well the face may cleer But never beautifie the soul Repentance here Must be the spring which makes us seem so bright As if we were transfigur'd into light WORLDLY WEALTH Natura paucis contenta WEalth unto every man I see Is like the Bark unto the Tree Take from the Tree the Bark away The naked Tree will soon decay Lord make not me too rich nor make me poor To wait at rich mens tables or their door Upon the Coronation of our Soveraign Lord CHARLS by the grace of God King of England Scotland France and Ireland Defender of the Faith Aspice venturo laetentur ut omnia saeclo OUr Solomon is crown'd A Crown will share Not more of honour to his head than care He wore as the great King of Heaven would A Crown of Thorns before his Crown of Gold Thus children whom the Lord intends to bless Go to their Canaan through the Wilderness CHARLS by the grace of God wise men foresee Greater than Charls the Great in time shall be Almost to death unhappy England bled And liv'd a Monster long without a Head The Kingdom swallow'd up the Commonwealth And England which was sick is now in health Her Merchants shall bring gold and pearl and spice To make this Garden rich as Paradise And unto Caesar our most gracious King Great Nations shall their humble Presents bring Kings were neer Fountains crown'd as Writers show Because from them as from pure Fountains flow Our wealth health honour If the Head be ill By sympathy the Body suffer will We may as well live without air or fi●e Or bread and water which we all require As live without a King because the King Is like the Sun which maketh every thing To grow and flourish He 's the Stern to guide Our wandring ships through every wind and tide The Kings's our Nursing Father and the Queen Gur Nursing

Mind so brave If Nature's stock were wholly spent Here Beauty might again be lent T' enrich the world because that she Hath Beauty's sole Monopoly She like a lively Spring oreflows And daily in perfection grows The Leper IAm a filthy Leper from my head Unto the foot with scurf of sin o're s●read I want no art or help to cleanse my ski● The stream may wash my body not my sin Lord let the Jordan of thy grace restore My perfect health and let me sin no more An Epitaph upon my beloved Daughter Susanna Watkyns who was born upon Ashwednesday 1655. and dyed the 5. of August 1658. HEre lies a pleasantRose rash Death thought good To take and crop it in the tender bud God is a Husbandman who doth remove His younger plants to make them better prove She for her mornings work shall have her pay Equal with those that labour'd all the day Ashwednesday she was born for her I mone Because she is so soon to Ashes gone Hic noster dolor est hic nostri germen amoris Hic Rosa slos campi gemma sepulta jacet Upon the most pious and learned Work intituled Davids Harp strung and tuned being a brief Analysis of Davids Psalms with devout Prayers and Meditations on each Psalm Composed by that Orthodox most learned and excellently qualified Prelate William Nicolson Lord Bishop of Gloucester VVHen David on his skilful Harp did play Saul was refresht the Devil fled away Sure David with the Harp did sing a Psalm Which did King Saul's fanatick nature calm The Psalms are Davids Harp now plaid upon And tun'd by Englands chief Musition He handles Davids Harp and playes so well That where 't is heard no sad distractions dwell With the wise Prophet he doth well dispence ●y clearing not by changing of the sence Have you observ'd how the laborious Bee Doth feed on flowers of all varietie And thence pure honey doth extract and we Receive much profit from her Treasurie So he hath travel'd through the fruitful field Of Davids Psalms which like rich flowers do yield Pleasure and profit to judicious men Who will admire the sweetness of his pen. On every Psalm each holy Meditation And Prayer merits heavens approbation Who meditates or prayes so well as he From sin from Satan and from hell is free Here thou may'st learn to write and learn to pray Here thou may'st learn to think on heavens way Upon a most pious and learned Exposition of the Apostles Creed by the same right reverend Father in God William Nicolson Lord Bishop of Gloucester HE that desires to tract the Sacred way Which leads to heaven soon shall go astray U●nless he hath a perfect rule or line Safely to guide him through all paths divine All is involved in th' Apostles Creed Which sinners do unto salvation need Twelve Articles of faith the Creed contains Which are explain'd by his laborious pains He lean'd with John on Christs own bosome thence He suckt deep knowledge which he doth dispence Unto the world to open heavens door Use but this key and you shall want no more The two Books above mentioned written by the Bishop of Gloucester are to be sold at the Crown in Fleet-street Ambition exemplified in the Parable Judg. 9. THe trees would chuse a King they all agree The Olive should their King elective be The Olive would not her rich fatness leese To be promoted over all the trees The Vine would not be King to lose her wine Which doth all hearts rejoice all wits refine The Fig-tree much did of her sweetness boast And would not reign to have her sweetness lost At last the Bramble doth intrude and would Though most unfit the Royal Scepter hold With vain ambition those do never swell In whom high gifts of grace and nature dwell Ambition spurs the bad by some sad fate Who many times usurp the Chair of State To row their Boats for wind and tide they watch And at Promotion like the Bramble catch Ambition moves me not my self I yield To be the meanest flower in all the field Yet from preferment I 'le not turn aside Nor go on foot when God doth bid me ride The Conclusion THese Poems so compendious I presume No time no fire nor envy shall consume Those Hero's writ of in this Book shall be A President to all Posterity Nature a short life gave them this will give A second birth and make them ever live BReconium quondam veteres coluere Silures Terra bona est mala gens litigiosa sagax Hic domus est angusta mihi cum stramine tecta Pastor sum templi Barnace sancte tui Sed natale solum est soelix Heresordia longà Villâ sub nigro Monteque n●tus eram Proverbial Sentences 1. A Hood makes not a learned Monk they err Who think a Beard makes a Philosopher 2. Some cross the Seas to gain more wit we fin● They only change the air but not the mind 3. All is not gold that glisters painted glas● With fools and children for true pea●l may pass 4. Who riseth up and prays not turn● the light Or natural day into spi●itual night 5. Ice will convert to water Man to dust Young men may die but Old men die they must 6. Be merry Maids you cannot Husbands lack For every Gill there is an equal Jack 7. A man which falleth in a dirty way The fouler is the longer there he 'll stay 8. An hundred weight of sorrow will not pay One pound of debt to clear the Serjeants way 9. He that hath many children it is known That all his morsels cannot be his own 10. He that hath spice enough within his fist His cup of drink may season as he list 11. Who hath a Fox to be his mate must set Or at his girdle hang a constant net 12. Who hath one Hog doth make him fat and he Who hath one Son makes him a fool to be 13. Who lets his wife go unto every feast And lets his horse of every water taste H● shews but little wit for all his life He 'll have a horse that 's bad and so a wife 14. Who hath the better game doth fear the end Who hath the worse doth hope the game may mend 15. I● that thou do'st desire to know a Knave 〈…〉 him a staff and let him power have 16. Who climbs the highest hill above shall find More frequent storms and greatest force of wind 17. He pulls with a long rope who first must wait Anothers death before he hath his bait 18. He that to market sends an idle fool Must follow him and let his porredge cool 19. Who hath a Wolf for his companion can Never do well without a Dog his man 20. A cheerful look doth much content a guest And makes a homely dish a dainty feast 21. When holy Prayers at the Church are done Forsooth my Lady 's ready then to come 22. An antient wise man's shadow or his word Is better far than a