did this mighty Kingdom colonize Because we would be free here we Command Are Kings there servants did obedient stand We are grown mighty and our powers we 'l try To make all World's bow to our Majesty Our fires Love's Waters shall consume we 'l see Who shall be greatest either I or he A World betwixt us not long since was made Wrath's essence there as well as Love's was shed Ours made Rocks stones flints Mines of Iron and Lead His Rivers Trees Ayr Gold and Silver bred In ordering them there was an higher hand Which to conjunction did them both Command And strange such opposites should mixed be In every thing in equal Harmony But that Usurper got the upper ground And under his our Essence strictly bound So that he Lord was ours a slave and thus He thought for aye to Lord it over us O how I raged O how the fire flew From my bright eyes how I shook Hell you knew Full well But yet no way there was that I For to release our essence could espy I a sworn Foe to Harmony did gret At Heart to see our essence bound and fret Did to behold my mortal Foe to sport Himself on Earth and call it his own Court. Making a Paradise of it whilst there I for to set a foot did scarcely dare O how I long'd for a confusion and To have my Essence like to his Command To vex me more and to encrease his blisse He made a Man for to enjoy all this By what I thought would hurt me most of all Gained I have the Rule of Earth's fair Ball No way our Essence to release was left But by the fall of Man alwayes to sift I then began In Paradise there stood A Tree was partly evil partly good This was to Man prohibited Love knew If he should eat thereof what would ensue For by that meanes alone our Essence might Released be Loves Essence put to flight I then bestir'd my self and by my guiles Made them to eat thereof who poor exiles Do now repent their fact their Joy and Blisse And every thing on earth subverted is Our essence now doth ev'ry where appear And like it self begins to domineer Now we 'l command the Earth Love's essence scoff For I intend you shall be Lords thereof Are not we mighty now who like to us Hah who can match us when we can do thus Our Foe who thought in Earth to captivate Us prison'd is thus alter'd is our state But let us now provide for th' Future Gain We may a Kingdom better than maintain It being got Our Foe hath footing there Still who will strive for to regain his share And beat us back again the which he can Ne'r do but by redeeming fallen Man About him all our strife will be for Love Still loves this Man all Creatures else above For him I know his Forces he 'l engage Therefore the World must be the fighting stage For our two Powers He 'd not let us have one Would Man obey him or with him Conjoyn But wee 'l deal well enough his Paradise Now cann't be seen wee 'l set before Man's eyes The Earth's vain pleasures which shall captivate Him to us rob him of his future state For present Pleasures far more pleasing are Than those hereafter promis'd few know where Wee 'l have a thousand wayes experience Shall make you masters in our Arts Commence For to beguile poor Man wee 'l do it tho We nothing gain by it to rob our Foe Of his delights But Man is mighty great Without him our Kingdom cann't be compleat Which is exceeding vast you know it wants To fill each corner such inhabitants Who most men gain shall I with Love do vie Nor can he Man's Soul Correct more than I. He without Man cannot his Wonders show Nor I without him what my power can do Therefore when one you gain'd have to your lore He 'l sooner gain to you a thousand more But all of you mark this No Soul doth come In flesh no Babe springs from its Mothers womb But that my Foe a little spark doth place The which he calls his Image or his Grace Within the Centre of its Soul This then You must endeavour to root out of Men And in its place place mine for that once gon He 's perfect with us and is sure our own But if extinguish it you cann't I say Smother't with the World's pleasures what you may And be you sure it ne'r begins to glow For if it does the better gains our Foe I know you will be circumspect therefore To such free Agents need I say no more But go and do your work maintain our might Within the World against Love's power fight My ayd you shall not want Go mighty Prince Lord of the ayr with all your Forces hence March to the lower Orb Do thou abide I' th' Airy Regions over storms preside Tempests and blust'ring Winds Do thou direct Some naughty influence from bad aspect To new-born Infants with blasts mildews blites Afflict the Earth and spoil her best delights Mighty Baalzebub follow him and be Thou Lord of discord plagues discordancy Man Beast and Earth falls under thy large Lot Do thou Men disunite send murrain rot Amâ—ng the Beasts send Locusts vermine and Do what thou canst for to aâ—flict the Land Great Belial with thousand Legions wend Thou next into the Earth thy Forces bend To make of no effect Love's goodnesse seek Holy Idea's in Man's mind to break Disturb his intellect Chymera's vain Strange untrue fancies cause thou in his brain Next Pitâ—on go with thy innumerable Legions of Daemons be throu strong and able For to pervert the Truth infatuate Man's understanding Cause him Truth to hare Potent Samaeliel Saâ—â—an Enemy To Love and goodnesse thou thy Forces try Justice for to pervert Wrath Terror Ire Disperse th'row out the World set all on fire And bring confusion if thou canst For us Do thou destroy all things Asmodeus Thou fiery Spirit raise such to the seat Of greatnesse who Lovâ—'s Forces may defeat With Pride and Cruelty indue them Hie Thou next with thy Troops bitter Meriri Seek thou to hinder Man's perfection Disturb his happinesse and union With our Foe Love and let thy Pride expresse Thy high and mighty Forces statelinesse Next march swift Asteroth to men of Parts Make known our secrets Sciences and Arts Let 't be thy work continually to fill Their busie brains with our delighting skill Ten thousand Legions I assign to thee Abaddon Spirit of Impiety Take thou away all comfort sicknesse death Destruction cause to all that are beneath Thy power Mammon tho the last nor least For thy power reach shall from the West to East See that that thou all dost cause the world to love Preside o're riches and all things that move Below the Moons sphear tie the world to Man And they cann't mount unto Loves Kingdom thenâ— Under your banners march may those mixt sp'rits
be too Lest they with pinguitude his Soul imbue And make's lesse apt to search those hidden arts Which Hell to his obedient ones imparts But if he in them Master will Commence He must attain it by obedience To whatsoever Hell commands for he Must gain the Will then act by sympathy He now it may be for some yeares hath serv'd This Principle nor from his Laws hath swerv'd But still obedient been nor his desire Thereto doth slack implete with hellish fire His serving Dâ—emon still attending too With Stygian vigor doth his heart imbue Pleases his fancy with some stranger art Hels sacramental Mysâ—eries impart He doth till at the last he doth bequeath To him the fruits of the black Tree of Death Rough hairy Satyrs with their cloven feet And staring eyes if that a stranger meet Should all alone in some dark Wood and night How pitifully would they him affright â— Or any other ill-shap'd monster yet A fâ—equent sight no wonder would beger And should such Satyrs often be with him No whit at all affrightful would they seem So those dark Spirits apparitions might Man 's weaker sences at the first affright But after some familiarity No fear at all would be especially To those whose natures as their natures be In a strict league with Hell and would be such Did not their Souls in a flesh'd body couch Toads are not venomous to Toads nor is The Lion truculent to those of his Kind nor are Monsters frightful unto theirs Satyrs to Satyrs not are Bears to Bears So Man whose Soul 's drench'd in the Stygian pool Thinks not Hel's worst deformed spiriâ—s soul. And this they know or else I do suppose They'd not so boâ—dly their strange shapâ—s disclose Hel's mighty Prince sees now his servant â—it To see his Kingdoms pomp he doth commit The charge thereof to some great Prince who goes To him and thus his message doth disclose Hel's mighty Monarch Prince of Acherâ—n Great Duke of Styx Primate of Phlegiton Of Lethe Earl great Lord of Cocyâ—â—â— of deep Avernus Orcus Eâ—ebus And of the whole dark world best part of this Gain'd by his forces and now joyn'd to his My soveraign Leige hath sent me unto you His faithful servant with his leave to shew Our Kingdom 's glory whereby you may see That you do serve no petty Majesty Our high and mighty Prince hath had regard To all your services he now reward Will your fidelity he Crowns and thrones As well as LOVE hath for his faithful ones A Throne and Crown he hath prepar'd for thee And of our Kingdom thou a Peer shalt be When thou this Body shalt put off and set Thy Soul at liberty which now doth let Perfect enjoyment In the mean time tho This favour 's granted that I thee may show Our pomp and Glory art thou willing say To whom Hel's servant thus without delay Great Prince and servant to our soveraign King What joyful news is this that you do bring I scarce contain my Soul What shall I see The glory of his Stygian Majesty E'r I depart this VVorld this favour would More strictly bind me his and if I could Be more his than I am what in this Ball I have I willing am to part withall To purchase this Love's great inticements I Abhor and do spontaneously deny Come let us go I burn with strong desire For to be in and see this Orb of Fire Hel's Nuncio thus speaks Valiant heart delay I will not thou thy hearts desire enjoy Shalt and when thou hither returnest then Thou shalt be Hel's highest Magitian Such gifts we will bestow and thou shalt see Before thou back returnst what Gifts they be Your staffe is needlesse nor your Horse-you need For I am able to make greater speed For whilst that you can ride a League assoon I can be mounted higher than the Moon I can transport your Corpse no need of that There is at this time for our Journey 's not So great only make fast your Closer door That none may enter to disturb you for Your Body here shall lye Then shall you see How nimble Spirits without Bodies be You misse it shall not for you 'l think you bear It still but feel it lighter than the Ayr. Alasse that is a prison to the Soul She free from that is then without controul Nor could that bear indeed what you will feel Be'ing made of flesh nay were it made of steel It could not 't would consumed be your sp'rit Can bear the punctions of eternal Night Being in union with us and may passe Into our Kingdom for your Nature as Ours is your sences will be open too You 'l think you see feel hear as now you do But why do I forestal you thus Delay I will no longer Come I 'le lead the way This spy'd his hand upon his eyes he lay's To which Ethaean stupor he conveighs Down falls his Carcasle like a Trunck bereft Of Life no sence is in his Body left His Spirit 's fled and by Hel's Fiend is brought Into that Kingdom swiâ—ter than a Thought Thus then he felt himself He was like one Who in his sleep sees some strange Vision And dreams himself awake but yet doth find Some kind of misty Aâ—oms which do blind His sight from a clear view He thus at first Did find himself untill he farther thrust Was from 's attractive Corpse He nimbly than And with a clearer sight to mount began Thus then his Jornal was Nor Moon nor Sun Nor any other Star upon him shon But yet not quite of Light devoy'd he had Such as wherewith a misty ev'ning's clad A kind of twylight Earth nor raging Seas Nor any thing but misty ayr he sees A circling Cloud darker then pitch appears Vast and of huge extent aloft it rears In forms of Cliffs and pointed Rocks The Sp'rite Thus speaks these pitchy cloudy mounts in sight Impale our Kingdom 'T is Avcrâ—â—â— call'd With such continued Rocks our Kingdom 's wall'd This is the Entry Here involved lies Continual Light none there a Ray espies Of any Light part of this Rock God threw In't Aegypt when that thicker darknesse flew Th'row out the Land our dearest servants he With our own weapons plagues continually 'T is not so dark within the pale now this Is caused by Antiperistasis And that cold Region which ingendreth hail And thunder which when Icy clouds assail Each other's made becomes so violent From two contraries which from both sides sent Causes its forces shrink together so More violent pent in lesse room they grow This darknesse then flies from that Light within And from the Light Woâ—ld's shine so lies between Shrouding together pressing close and thick Fast cleaving closely doth together stick These palpable dark clouds they enter where He doth a thousand shrecks and howlings hear Cursings Blasphemings swearing murmuring voycâ—â— Bellowing with a thousand ugly noyses But horrid darknesse so encompas'd him That who these noyses made could not be seen
This seen they further passe not far from this Was Tartarus within his huge Abysse â— He look'd and saw nothing but horrid dark Obnigrous clouds heard Wolves and Dogges to bark Lions and Tygers roar men shreech and wail Others Blaspheme and others Curse and rail 'Gainst Heav'n a strange confused noyse He smelt Most horrid stinks and cold damp vapours felt Srait wayes huge fires appear'd below whereby He might the Souls tormented there descry All sorts of torments that you can devise With all the plagues and all the Miseries You can imagin he inflicted saw Upon those miserable Souls below Some torn with wheels some with hot Tongs their tongues Pul'd out and some with scalding flames their Lungs Wash'd were and others in the fire hung From whence they into fâ—ozen Rivers flung Were by and by and others whip't with steel Others on Gridirons brent whilst others feel The smart of Salt and Vinâ—ger which laid Is on their tender flesh be'ing newly flead With divers other sorts of torments then From this deep pit of Hell they farther wen. Now far they were not gon from Tartarus When in this sort spake Hel's mystagâ—gus Whilest we proceed t' our Kingdoms Centre where Our mighty King his Court doth keep declare I will our Kingdom 's first original When we came first into this â—â—ery Ball For do not think that ignorant we be Of our beginning and high pedegree Or that we have no memory of what We once enjoy'd no more then Souls forget What they in Earth have done when they come here For all their deeds Eternal forms do bâ—ar Which here remain and which torments them more Than in cold Styx for to be plunged o're Ah! Could but Souls in Lethe drenched be How little would they feel of misery But this a favour is which now I shew And should be granted unto none but you Know then there is a God and this although We tremble at it we assur'dly know Yet that there 's none we ofâ—entimes suggest Unto the misbelieving Atheist This God or mighty Power which all Worldâ— fill Unsearchable he is we to his Will Obedient are he fills our World his Might And Power 's as great here as in th' Oâ—b of Light By it this World consists and it shall be Thou't had beginning to Aeternity 'T is not against this Power that we â—ear And rend and fight and so opposing are Ne'r to be reconcil'd Our foe is Love The second Pâ—inciple 'gainst that we move In Wrath and bitternesse and natural It is for us to fight against that Ball. As fire cann't but tend upwards so cann't we But to that Orb perpetual Enmity Bear That to us has an Antipathy Think not that God in Wrath did us create Or that for damned Souls he made this state For to torment them in He did not Will That there a Hell should be or any ill Thus then it came God from Aeternity Did generate two Principles which be Contrary to each other God alone Cannot but by these Principles be known These generate he did Aeternally Both in and by himself a mysterie Not to be comprehended Neither tho Is God yet he 's the Root from whence they flow This Principle in which we make abode Is call'd the first An ang'â—y zealous God And full of Wrath Vengeance and Ire here To mortal Men and us he doth appear In th' other Principle of Love and Light To men he doth appear quite opposite The nature of our Principle is this It full of raging anxious prickling is An harsh sowr tart fell â—ager essence and Of bitternesse and stinging full we stand In this The other Principle is quite An other nature to this opposite We know no more of that this I can tell That accidentally is the cause of Hell Proceeding still they now were come upon The entrance to Hel's inmost Region A vast huge Globe of sad dark glowing Fire He saw and in it thousand Devils nigher He fears to go which seen thus said the Fiend What now affraid what is the matter Friend You do forget you have no body on Your Spirit 's here and Spirits cannot burn With this you must be cloath'd in this we dwell And so must you This is the fire of Hell Which never can go out don't you admire What fuel 't is maintains so great a fire Come e'r we farther go I will explain Its cause and nature in a word or twain This Principle of Wrath of which I spake Ev'n now God ne'â— intended to awake For it recluded was he did not will It should be open nor that so much ill Should happen Now before your lower Sphear Had birth or being we created were Our mighty Prince King Lucifer was then Created of such stuff as Souls of Men Created are and we his servants true Caelestial Forms at that time did indue Our Prince more bright than your light-giving Sun In glorious Rayes of Heavn'ly Light out-shon All other Angels sat upon the Throne Of God and like a God himself did reign Out of both Principles compos'd we were As Man's Soul is and other Angels are The first recluded was and we were made â— I' th second there we should for aye have stay'd But our brave Prince I must commend him for 't Did bravely Lord it in a Kingly sort Over the heart of God that meeknesse scorn'd Did higher flye and his high Spirit turn'd Into the fiery property that Rage And fiery flash which Love could not asswage He there begat We as our Master did Raged as he and so defiance bid To Love and Meeknesse and those Angels that With no aspiring Spirits kept their state Thus we deserted with our Prince that Throne Of Light and Love and gain'd this fiery one Where we are potent and with that strong might 'Gainst Micâ—â—â—â— our adversary fight Now those bright Rayes which our brave Prince had on Before with courage high he lefâ— that Throne As scorning to adorn his Princely grace With ought that did belong unto that place He left behind with that fine form which he There had now in the fiery property We other forms have got which we can change Into all sorts of shapes and Figures strange In that great râ—ge and burning of the Wrath This fire you see we live in then hâ—rst forth Which from our selves proceeds and which is made By that strong enmity which doth invade Us 'gainst the â—â—verse Orb of Light and know This Fire doth from bitter harssinesse grow As when you rub your fâ—int upon a wheel Which turneth round and is compos'd of Steel You see from bitter grating Fires proceed So our harsh grating Spirits Fire breed Which is the same you see This is the pain That we and all the damned in remain For all those torments that I shew'd you were But Images the better to declare The nature of this one and yet alass This doth all them a thousand times surpasse Spirits alasse though
Wrath of God Then sweat he drops of Blood this agony Endured was so that you all might be Sav'd from the Wrath he underwent for Mâ—n Unto the Fathers Justice was he then A Sacrifice his Soul for you abode In Hell and there quenched the Wrath of God Through it a Way he made for every one That after him to Paradise shall come So long as Adam slept when Eve was made So long he in the Grave and Anger staid But then that Body pure angelical That Earth of which Adam was made the fall Not having yet Cloath'd him with such as you And other Mortals sprung from him indue This Body Christ assum'd the which did straight His Crucified Body penetrate And wholly swallow'd up so that it then Could passe th'row Walls and walk unseen by men But when he pleas'd to shew himself so all Bodies shall rise this flesh and blood and all Such flesh and blood shall enter heav'n Now four Times ten dayes he remain'd just and no more In Paradise there tempted he withstood VVhat flung down Adam like a rushing flood Confirmed now to Heav'n he ascends In his Disciples sights and there remains See where they gazing stand see where a Cloud His Body from their mortal eyes doth shroud Now he to Glory goes in 's Company The Patriarchs and holy Prophets be And all those who before him dy'd who on The promis'd seed did trust which was to come Abraham the Father of the faithfull Band Dischargeth now his holy Bosom and Close follows Iesus with his blessed train And so th' Imperial Court of Heav'n they gain And thus Angelical Bodies getting rise With joy and with him enter Paradise VVhere they in Heav'n remain In Heav'n he is The cause oâ— joys of happinesse of blisse 'T is he makes Heav'n and there where he doth stand Is Paradise which is at God's right Hand O mount not now beyond the clouds for where The second Principle remains 't is there That Heav'n is nor can it be confin'd Nor comprehended in thy darker mind So that a local place thou in thy head Imaginest when that its Court doth spread Th'row out the World a way to Paradise And Heav'n there is and yet not th'row the Skies Tâ—â—s Path â—ill lead thee thâ—â—â—er thou shalt know The Way not out but into Heav'n doth go 'T is to the Centre thou must presse for there Heav'n and the glorious Angels will appear There Iesus is and when he comes again Not as before shall he in flesh remain No more be Crucifi'd but then â—e shall VVith his bright Glory swallow up this Ball. Then Paradise shall manifested be This is the Day all Saints do long to see Keep safe this Picture and be sure that thou Continually do this bright Pattern view Him only imitate see now if that These things which here are offer'd by Deceit Are worth a grain of Dust compar'd unto Those Riches that in Paradise do grow Kick down Decâ—it and all her toyes despise Follow thou Me I 'le shew thee Paradise Thus Alatâ—ia ends the while his eyes The Pilgrim to the perfect Pattern ties On it they dwell where they such sweetnesse found That to a meditation so profound And deep as may be they his soul attract That Life so spotlesse and so pure to act He now desires Christ now his Pattern is And in his steps he seeketh after Blisse Whilst thus his busie eyes 〈◊〉 to and fâ—o On that which Alaâ—â—â—a did bestow Upon him all the circumambient ayr Began to glow and seemed all on fire The Pilgrim 'gan to feel the glowing heat His Cheeks grew red his Face and Temples sweat About he looks to see from whence it came When that he spies a Chariot all on flame Which two swift Coursers drew their flaming breath Threatning to all that should oppose them Death VVith a Iehuan pace on wheels of speed Down the next Rock Horses and Chariot slide And up another ran e'n to the top Before hot Zelus could 's swift Coursers stop Doubling their sturdy necks he back again Inforces them with much ado refrain At last he did his furious Steeds and from His Chariot did unto the Pilgrim come His Robes were flames of fire pouder'd with Hearts Winged with flames struck th'rough with flaming Darts His eyes a piercing ardor sent his Hand Bore both a steeled Lance and flaming brandâ— The Pilgrim he accosts and easily got VVith him to mount his flaming Chariot Now glows his heart and now a Champion For God he is with sury he upon Deceit doth set against the Mountain flings His Spear tramples upon her siner things Scatters her Gold and silver doth despise Her Honours Dainties Pleasures Braveries Under his feet he tramples that at last His flaming Brand amongst them all he cast The fire takes hold consuming them to nought The Mount it to a heap of ashes brought VVhat cryes the Pilgrim shall a mount of dust To stop my passage unto Heav'n thrust It self between me and my God so shall This brand what e'r opposes cause to fall Nought stand 'tween me and Heav'n shall if it do This Spear this Brand this hand shall make it â—ow The World and all things I 'le forsake and I Father and Mother also will deny And hate them too if they opposers be And stand betwixt blest Paradise and me Heav'n 's in my eye its Beauties are my prize Heav'n 's a Reward for him that Earth denyes My Way I am resolved to make Good Although I stand up to the chin in blood A fire agitates my Limbs and now Both World and all things Zeal shall make to bow This said he hurries up and down the Way His furious Steeds cannot stand still nor stay What e'r appears the hot-spur'd Pilgrim now Without examination makes to bow The furious Steeds over the Mountains flye Feeling the Reines loose on their necks to lye And ready to praecipitate their Guide Down the steep ridges of the Rocks they slide Sometimes they 're in the Way sometimes they 're out Someâ—imes they backward run sometimes about And o're the Rocks their heady coâ—â—se they take Th'rough fire and water they their voyage make The next Way that appears he takes and what He thinks is Good others must bow to that This furious Course makes him to lose the Way And up and down at every turn to stray What e'r he sees under his Censure comes As well in Iudgâ—mâ—â—ts as in Zeal he fumes But whilst with Zeal he runneth up and down A Matron met him on whose awfull frown Sat a most comely Gravity Serene And free from tempests her clear face was seen Her eyes something of Majesty did bear And over hearts did sweetly domineer Her face enough of Beauty had and she In all her make bore a just symmetrie Her cloaths were grave and decent neither were They cut to all modes nor yet singular Her pace was grave in every thing she
English speak or else what Good Had his works done us if not understood To Germany they beneficial prove Alone till we enjoy'd them by thy Love Their German-Robes thou took'st fâ—om them that we Their Beauties might in English Gaâ—ments see Thus has thy Love a vast â—â—ch Tâ—easure showen And made what was exotic now our own What thanks Wâ—at praise oâ—e we 〈◊〉 Love so great What cost can recompence your paines and sweat But yet go on don 't Virtues Race decline Finish in spite of Bâ—hman's foes and thine What yet remaines of his choyse works that they By thee tâ—anslated speak our Language may If we reward you not as is your due A better hand shall give a Crown to you Not Palmes nor Laurels but of more renown Of Light Aeternal Christ will give a Crown Pium est agnoscere per quem profecisti THE SYNOPSIS Of the chief things contained in this POEM In the first Part. THe Inxocation The Invitation The Proem The Figure The state of the righteous deplorable if there were no other worlds but this Page 1. 2 The wicked flourish in this world p. 2 Atheists arguments that there is no God nor other worlds p. 2. 3 That there is a God p. 4. 5 6 7 That there are more worlds than this p. 7. 8 The order of the worlds p. 9 Most men ignorant of the other worlds p. 10 The outer form maketh not a man p. 11. 12 Man has lost his King ship over the worlâ—s p. 12. 13 This worlds description p. 13. 14 15 The Wonders of this world innumerable p. 15 Wonders aud secrets to be found out in the bowels of the earth p. 16 In all her vegitables p. 17 In Animals p. 18 In the Element of water and its Inhabitants p. 18. 19 In the Ayr and its Inhabitants p. 20 In the Heavens Starres and Firmament p. 21. 22 23 Man 's wonderfull foâ—m p. 23. 24 Admirable speculations thorowout the whole world p. 24. 25 The world two-fold Sodom and Babylon in one part p. 25. 26 Sion and Jerusalem in the other p. 26. 27 Hell's Kingdom perspicuous in this world with a Prophesie of its downfall p. 27. â—8 Paradise hidden thorowout the world p. 28. 29 30 Paradise may be found in this world p. 30 The sâ—irit or soul of this world created pure p. 30. 31 The power and Magic of this world p. 31. 32 The Oracles and Sybills inspired by this power Spirits that belong to this world p. 32 Astral Spirits p. 32 Spirits belonging to the four Elements Fire Ayr Water Earth p. 32. 33 34 Of subterraneal Spirits Mortal spirits p. 33. 34 The knowlodge of these spirits p. 34 Man above them Magic three sorts p. 35 A Christians prerogative Those skil'd in the Magic of this world subject to danger p. 35. 36 Why the spirits of this world appear not so frequently as formerly p. 36 Sathan's suggestion that there are no spirits p. 37 That there are Pigmies Sylfes and such like spirits p. 37. â—8 God's great mercy that the hosts of evil spirits in this world are not visible p. 37. 38 The numberlâ—sse Legions of spirits which are sent into this world from the Dark and Light internal worlds p. 38 That they are not subject to the outer senses p. 39 Spirits natures siâ— ple p. 39. 40 Spirits have Bâ—â—ies anâ— of what made p. 40 Spirits of all sorts to be seâ—n by the internal eye and subject to the internal sences p. 40. 41 That spirits can appear to the outer eye and be subject to the sences p. 41 That spirits can assume any form p. 41 The difference in the apparitions of good and evil spirits p. 41. 42 How Spirits assume Bodies p. 42. 43 Their command over the Elements p. 42. 43 Histories tectifie the actions of Spirits p. 43. 44 Examples of evil Spirits p. 44 An History out of Niderius p. 44. 45 46 The Acts of good Spirits as frequent as the Bad p. 47 Examples of good Angels p. 47. 48 49 An Hiâ—â—ory of good Angâ—ls â—â—ts p. 4â— â— 49 Why Angels â—pâ—ear not so 〈◊〉 as in ages pas p. 49 50 Why evil Spirits appear not oâ—â—en to the outer eye p. 50. 51 Why evil Spirits subvert not the order of the 〈◊〉 â—or work the uâ—ter subversio of â—ankind p. 51. 52 Man's destruction from himself p. 52 Of Genii good and Bâ—d p. 52. 53 Their diligence about men The apparition of Gâ—nii p. 53. 54 Examples of Guardian Angels Most men lâ—d by gooâ— or evil Daemons The protection of good Angels p. 54 This world the scope of the internal worlds p. 54. 55 Sathan's priviledge in this world The Devils Love to be embodyed p. 55 They tremble at the thought of the world's dissolution p. 55 The Devils Priviledge by Adam's fall p. 55. 56 This world's Creation p. 56 Mans Creation p. 57 Adam's and perfâ—ction p. 57. 58 The Earth's The one temperature before the curse and agreement upon Earth p. 57. 58 The agreement and harmony of the Creatures p. 58 Adam Lord in Paradise p. 58. 59 Adam why created p. 59. 60 Adam's lapse p. 60. 61 62 Adam's sleep p. 62 How Adam should have been in Paradise p. 62 Eve created p. 62. 63 Adam and Eve's state in Paraâ—ise p. 63 Adam and Eve prohibited the Tree of knowledge of Good and Evil p. 64. 65 Sathan's â—unning p. 65 The Serpent's subtilty p. 65. 66 Eve tempted p. 66. 67 68 69 The tempting Apple what it probably was p. 69 Adam's and Eve's farther fall whereby the curse entered into the world p. 69. 70 God's judgement on Adam and Eve pronounc'd p. 71. 72 Christ promised p. 72 Adam and Eve driven out of Paradise p. 72. 73 The curse takes hold on this world p. 73 What the curse is â—ow it lay hid The discordancy and mortality of all things produced by the Curse p. 73. 74 75 The Devil's joy at the worlds misâ—ry p. 76 The opposition of the dark and light worlds The first and second Principles opperation on the third p. 77 Lucifer's boasts p. 78 The Devil 's great Engine to gain soules p. 78. 79 Sathan's malice to mankind p. 79 The seed of God in all Men p. 79 Great Lucifer's charge to the Spirits of the dark world with their Commission to destroy man p. 79. 80 81 His charge to Baalzebub Belial Python Samaliel Asmodeus Meriri Asteroâ—h p. 80 To Abbadon Mammon and other spirits p. 80. 81 Pride Envy Avarice Wrath Despair Iealousie Adultery Lying Lust Luxury Drunkennesse Hypocriâ—ie Swearing Blasphemy Theft Murder sent into the world p. 81. 82 The Stygiaâ— Troops and Deaâ—â— entâ—r the world p. â—2 Maâ—'s 〈◊〉 p. 82 Chriâ—◠〈◊〉 the spirits of the lâ—ght world p. 83 His immense Love p. 83 His Kingâ—om promiâ—ed p. 8â— 84 His charge 〈◊〉 gâ—od Angâ—ls for the protection 〈…〉 p. 84. 85. 86 His charge 〈…〉 Miâ—tatâ—on p. 84 To 〈…〉 Psaâ—kiel Uriel Raphilel â—â—aniel p. 85. 〈◊〉 and others â— 86 Humiluâ— Love
things in the World do shew The mighty wonders of Man's pregnant Brain The Muses and Apollo's wits it drain Would should they go about but to recount The same indeed they Number do surmount But whosoe'r Contemplates Man may see The matchlesse Wisdom of Heav'n's Majesty Thâ—se are the Seas of endlesse Wonders where God's admirable power doth appear For who-soe'r into these depths doth go Shall the Creator's Wonders see and know Into which Seas infinitude I fear So slender ' vessel as mine own to steer Nor am I suffer'd now to swell my verse These things although Arcana's to reherse Nor yet Geography's fair Lists to enter Fair Eâ—ROP'S limits or great ASIA'S Centre To speak of or to tell what bounds do close Scorch'd AFRICK AMERICA what Seas To say what River Mountain Lake or Ground Or Seas do such and such a Countrey bound To tell each soil's abundant fruitfulnesse It s divers properties and various dresse To say where grows the sweetest Grain and where Best wine what Lands best Hemp and cordage bear What Countrey Timber Cattel Silk and Lead Yeelds Where most Mines are where best Horses bred The Countreys temp'raments the peoples manners Religion Laws Rites Customs Habits Honors These things I leave to others to reherse They come not here in compasse of my Verse For should I lanch into so vast a Main My slender Barque could ne're return again Although indeed all these be Wonders great They are not those of which I mean to treat Fill'd with a fire that now inflames my Soul That with strong ardors in my Breast doth roul That fill's me with a sacred rage and beares Me from the Earthly into mystic Sphears I write Know therefore this World two-fold is Fill'd with a curse and yet retains a blisse Full of deformity and uglinesse Though washed over with an outward dresse And yet there is a part that doth indue The Robe of happinesse and beauty too In one part stand great BABEL'S lofty Towers SODOM'S profane and AEGYPT'S wicked Bowers Where LUCIFER triumphs and raignes as King In 's Throne of Evil and his Court of Sin Sorrow and Care Labour and Toyl and Swet Trouble vexation round about him set Here SATURN'S Lord though 't is by usurpation Here he committeth spoil and devastation Here his great Princes with their Hellish art His Stygian Vice-Royes govern each a part Who here malâ—gning mortals happinesse Do cause them one another to distresse Here bloody wars the stained Campaine spread With mangled Limbs and Bodies butchered Here is the Chrystal turn'd to Crimson flood Distained with the gore of humane blood Here thousand Orphans thousand Widows stray Here thousand Captives chain'd are led away Here Famine rageth here contagions spread That scarce the Living can intert the Dead Here sicknesses and all diseases are Here miseries unhappinesse and care Here also all the sinnes in order range Provoking all Men â—or to take their swinge Here avarice here cruelty and here Lusts murthers rapines drunkennesse appear Here Ryot Luxuries and wantonnesse Here also pinching scraping and excesse Deceit and cheating have their Residence Within the vast Realms of this mighty Prince Within the circuit of great BABYLON Where mighty LUCIFER has pitch'd his throne Where like a Prince and like a Lion stout For 's prey he wâ—lks his Countrey round about In th' other part of this great Universe Which mask'd to mortals yet true beauty wears IERUSALEM and blessed Sâ—ON stand With famoâ—s Edâ—â— and the Holy-Land Fair Paradise felicites bless'd site Where pleasure and unwearied delight Where Plenty Peace where Justice Righteousnesse Where Truth Love Piety and Happinesse Dwell sweetly link'd There still a springing green And constant verdure sans decay is seen No Winters blasts no stormy Rages there No wars nor cruel Discords once appear No vices Vipers brood no blood nor murther No cheats deceits no Rapines nor disorder No Lusts nor avarice nor base impiety No cursing Men blaspheming of the Deity No Oaths nor Rancor no injustice nor Ambition Envy Stimula's to war Can there approach here only dwels community Peace Meeknesse Love Truth Wisdom Joy and Unity Here King of this part sacred Iesus sits Who to his Vice-Roys also parts commits The holyâ— Angels under whose command They with impartial Iustice rule the Land And for the good of mortals still expose Their vigor to the Rigour of our Foes Our Stygian foes who were it not for them From th' Earth would quickly root the mortal stemm All that both good and blessed doth appear All that 's delightful or contentful here All that is beautiful or doth delight With hurtlesse pleasures both our heart and sight Proceedeth from the Happy Influence Of this part of the world Likewise from thence Proceeds our health mortals chief wealth content Blisse Joy peace concord and true Blandishment All that both Evil and accursed is All that is ugly and all bane to Blisse All that is hurtful poyson sicknesse death All discords wars infections jarrs beneath On th' other side comes from the Influence Of that part where inthron'd sits Hel's black Prince Now were That gone this Earth an Hell would be And were not This here we 't an Heav'n should see So that this Eart'hs a medly checquer'd still With black and white compos'd of Good and Ill. The darker part where Sathan rules doth here Perspicuously to mortal eyes appear Th'rowout the world and blessed Paradise Obscur'd by clouds is hid from mortal eyes And as it were triumph'd upon and fled From th' Earth and thence for ever banished What said I hence for ever banish'd No I must recant and if I did say so For â—illed now with a prophetie Rage My Life and all that 's dear to me engage I dare I will that Sathan's tumbling down And shall bereft be both of Rule and Crown E'r long this Earth so long the Stage of Hell Love's blessed influence e'r long shall feel Cherâ— Saints and tremble all you wicked crue A Day of blisse of sorrow be to you It shall Chere Hearts Night's sable blacks are gon And fait Aurora now begins to dawn Turn to the East your long-expecting eyes And see this Sun in his bright lustre rise His Kingdom then no longer shall be hid Nor under clouds of darknesses abide None then shall say where is this Kingdom where This Paradise for then it shall appear In all its lustre th'row the Earth and then Iesus alone shall raign the King of Men. Nothing but Peace and Righteousnesse shall flow With Joy and Blisse and all content below Then shall IEHOVAH'S gracious will be done On Earth as now in Heav'n by every one For this end was the Earth created shall The end not be for which God made this ball Effected then for hitherto we see The Devil King was of this Globe not he But now he shall be King alone with shame â—ell banish'd Earth I A TRUE PROPHET AM. But now my thinks your words assault mine ear Where 's Paradise desirously you
matter simply too Do bodies tho spiritual indue Unto our inner sences they thereby Tho not t' our outer sences subject ly They therefore who acquainted are with the Internal Worlds and their grand mysterie Whose sences are unlockâ—d by that hand Which doth all sences and all Worldâ—s command Can Spirits see and with Lincean eyes Behold their Bodies features shapes and guise Can also touch them and their Bodies feel Can also tast them and their scents can smell The Sulph'ry stinks which from dark Spirits rise The sweet perfumes from those of Paradise Can also hear the Angels sacred Songs The dark Worlds Cursings belch'd from fiery Tongues These are Arcana's which I 'l not rehearse Cause scoffers breathes shall not betaint my Verse Whos 's these things see see with enlightned eyes A word 's enough unto the truly-Wise But go unbelieving Thomas's who sware You will believe not that there Spirits are Except them with your outer eye you see Except they subject to your sences be Who scoff at the internal sences and Deride as whimsies what you understand Not Spirits can such Sadduces to fear In outer Bodies and groffe shapes appear So that your Ear your Nose your Hand your Eye May them both plainly hear smell feel and spy No formes there be within great Tellus womb But Spirits freely may and can assume And Spirits never come in shapes that fright The Evil cann't assume the shapes of Light Some starry Halos still attends the Good Some dark unbrattic shade the Stygian brood Good Sp'rits still in humane shapes appear In star-like Lights or brightnesses more clear Than tho third Orb 's fair and resplendant Queen Seldom in any other bodies seen The dark Orb 's Spirits take an Humane garb Or any other shape within this Orb There is no creature 'mong the numerous swarm But they into its likenesse can transform Themselves and all such shapes assume and use The which the Earth doth any way produce However most times they assume the feature Or of some raâ—'nous or some ugly creature But let good Spirits how they please appear Or in what'ever form or figure here Be manifest a magic still attends That doth distinguish them from Hellish Fiends They bring good news are messengers of joy They clear from fear from sadnesse and annoy The Seers hearts by their sweet presence and Do make them what they are soon understand But those dark Fiends of the Tantâ—â—ean Den How e'r disguis'd strike horror into Men By some hid Magic 's secret influence At the first sight 't is easie then from whence They come to know for tho a sudden fear The good may cause when they to men appear Who'r unacquainted with them recompence That fear they do with a sweet influence Which from their presence flows immediatly Which them doth ravish with its suavity Ask not what Taylor fits their fine array Or makes those cloathes or gowns so fit which they Appear in oft or of what stuff they 'r made Who dons their garments How they are array'd They are self-Taylors and self-helpers too And in a moment can all shapes indue Have they a mind for to be seen they call The Elements who subject to their thrall Do lye unto their help and then of these They form what Bodys for themselves they please But so compos'd that in a moment they Can them dissolve and soon disperse away Th'apt-toâ— be-formed aire doth matter yield Fit for all shapes for oft I have beheld The hanging clouds sometimes a Horse to frame Then to a Lion or a Dog the same Convert and so vicessively to make A thousand Forms a thousand shapes to take So most times Spirits when here seen â—do shroud Themselves within some grosse and airy cloud Which they transform can to what shapes they please And then disperse them into ayr with ease For aire condensed will admit we know Colour and Form witnesse the clouds and Bow Both Good and Bad the Elements can take And of them for themselves fit bodies make The nimble Fire the moistful Water and The Earth do subject lye to their command Dead bodies they can doubtlesse enter that Can them possesse when in a living state And e'r they 'r rotten agitate them so That they about as if alive may go Mouth Arms Legs Tallons and such members they Their force and powers better to display Assume of a grosse substance with their Hands At once they fell a thousand armed Bands With their sharp tallons pierce the flesh and beat To dust the top of Taurus with their Feet With Swords and such like instruments they slay Beat strike and wound and fiercely chase away Mortals sometimes But doubtlesse they may these Things do w'thout Armes or members if they please But whensoever Spirits Bodies here Assume and to our outer Eye appear They put on such as may convenient be And with their inner Bodies best agree For look what shapes their inner Bodies have Such shapes if visibly appear they crave I cannot better represent it than Thus Let a waxen Picture of a Man Be made compleat exactly like and fit And Hollow let the Man then into it Be put the Picture 's like the Man but he In it inclosed close you cannot see So Spirits when they ' ppear unto our eye Their bodies cloath with visibility So that the outer forms the assimulate In all things answer their internal state But that those shapes our outer eyes may see These seen may only by our inner be But how should I this Volumn swell if that I mention should what Histories relate Concerning those stupendious acts which made Men wonder much of spirits good and bad The title of which would swell too high for me And ask more sheâ—ts than in this book shall be So that I wonder much that men should grow S' incredulous think there 's no Spirit though Plenty of actions their beliefs might gain As not to judge the Melancholick brain Or phantasie to be the Father that Did Acts of Spirits Good and bad create So palpable they are that who denies Them may as well Histories Verities Question in all things else Perversity Sticks not to give the Sun it self the Lye What were those spirits that Eubatis house In Corinth haunted What was that did use For to disturb Pausanias his rest Or that who Nero did so much molest Or that which Otto terrifi'd Or those That us'd to sport about the shady brows Of the sad grave of curs'd Coligula What was that ayr and pestilential Ray Which from Apollo's Fane at Babylon Flew th'row the Earth which was no sooner gon From whence it seems it had been lockâ—â— up But all the World drank Plague's infernal Cup And what were those so oft appear'd unto Lancastrian and Warbosian witches too What spirit Iob tormented What was he Caus'd Sarah Raguels Daughters misery Forcing her Grooms by Hymen crown'd at noon To passe the Ferry-boat of Charon soon I should want time to write and
form and order laid This huge vast Molâ—s or live creature some So have affirm'd I'n this a Sceptic am That there no disagreeing seeds appear'd All was by order weight and measure rear'd Heav'n Earth Ayr Seas Fire Water Land and all Beasts Fishes Serpents Birds the which this Ball Iâ— habâ—ted they so created were That they partak'd of each internal Sphear And though those Kingdoms ever disagree Were in the World in compleat harmony So had the great Creator order'd it And them so in their place and order set That there was no disunion for that seed Of disagreement conquer'd was and hid The lighter World was Master th' other did Obey as servant and all things were good To what serv'd this the brutish Animal God's mighty Wonders in their earthly Ball Contemplate could not God Almighty then In his own holy likenesse formed Man His shape it may be somewhat like to this We now do bear But his pure Body was Compos'd of Sulphur Mercury and Sal Out of the inward ground spiritual It s nature was as all things then create Most pure and good and in a perfect state Into this new-made Form God breathed then The breath of Life which gave a Soul to Man Which Soul Eternal is so fram'd by God That from three Kingdoms it its being had Three Essences do it compose so made That it may stand or be to hell betray'd Or like an empty Vacuum which is Capable to be fill'd with Wo or Blisse For what the Soul cleaves most unto when she Puts off this case she to Aeternity Enjoys Nor is she God as some do deem But 's express'd Word or Breath to me doth seem Or a shot Ray from that diviner Sun Who is in all things and is yet but One. Adam thus made perfect and good by God In Paradise is plac'd a bless'd abode Then was the golden age indeed Earth gave Nor Weeds nor Thorns but cloath'd in liv'ry brave Had a perpetual spring continual green In ev'ry place on ev'ry tree was seen No dainty Flower which art makes now to flourish But then the Earth did naturally nourish A constant verdure it retain'd and then With thousand flowers spotted was the green Each tree at one time bore both fruit and flower Each herb to heal but not to hurt had power No sharpnesse in the fruit no naughty smell The worst fruit then our best now did excel No hurtful herb no poysonous Root grew there Of 'ts own accord the Earth all things did bear No Summer's parching heat nor Winter's cold There was one temperature did all infold Boreas broke not his Hyperboreaâ— den Nor did wet Auster or that Eurus wen From theirs A pleasing Zepher only kist The waving trees No cloud nor foggy mist Caus'd from the Earth's ill vapours she had none No Sea-got cloud arose between the Sun And th' pregnant Earth no sudden storms of Rain No snow no hail nor thund'ring was there then Tempestuous Orion threatned not the Seas Nor shew'd the time to sail the Pleiades Saturn had then no naughty influence A fructifying power came from thence The Planets not in opposition mov'd The Heav'ns the Earth the Earth the Heav'ns lov'd Heav'n sent no storms Earth's beauties to deface Earth with dull mists dimm'd not Heav'ns brighter face No starr there was that had ill influence All Rays were blest that were projected thence All things in perfect Harmony agreed In Heav'n nor Earth was there discording seed The Lion with the Lamb did play the Bear Rob'd not the Bees nor sheep the Wolf did fear The crested Cock undauntedly stood by The Fox as then devoy'd of sublety The Toad no venom had nor poysonous sting The Scorpion Nor did then the Birds great King Feed on the rest nor did the Falcon prey Upon the Dove nor Fishes in the Sea Did feed the Cormorant the lesser fry Fed not the greater nor was enmity Then found in Birds in Fishes or in Beast LOVE all conjoyn'd in Love all still did feast ADAM is Lord and King each animal Comes at his beck and doth obey his call All bow their lofty heads if he comes near The Hart nor timerous Hare his presence fear The shaggy Lion Bear the Bull the Bore Couch at his feet him as their God adore He wanted not then as we now do want Help from the Beasts nor physick from the plant Meat from the Fowles and Fishes nor had he So grosse a Body to be fed as we Upon the tree of Life he only fed No vapours then arose to dull his head No sleep e'r clos'd his watchful eyes nor knew He want of it no hunger did accrew His soul like ours was not parturient He saw th'row all things knew what all things meant Gave names to all the Creatures and did frame Them as their natures so he gave their Name Nor did he want the Camel nor the Horse To carry him he in himself had force Enough to move his Body and to bear It where he list o're Sea or th'row the Ayr. No water could his Body drown nor fire Consume nor subject was 't to Death 's dread ire It then immortal was imperishable Corporeal and yet unalterable He such a Body had as Christ had on After his glorious Resurrection In this state ADAM stood but God foresaw The wo that he soon on himself would draw Therefore he thus forewarns him New made Soul Work of my Hands in whom no pheeces foul Remain a second Deity O thou For ay mayst live Thou art immortal now Thou art an Angel and I thee prefer For to possesse the Throne of LUCIFER For this end did I thee Create that the Voy'd Throne of LUCIFER possess'd might be Thou shalt enjoy and if thou stand'st upright Th' Eternal mansions of ne're fading Light Look to thy self therefore for thou mayst guesse LUCIFER envy will thy happinesse He 'l strive to overthrow thee and to gain Thee to the mansions of â—â—ernal pain Thou' rt now in Paradise thy soul doth move In my bright Kingdom of Aeternal Love Now take thy choyse I thee a free-will give Whether thou 'lt mortal be or ever live The way â—'le tell thee 〈◊〉 thee what to do If then thou fall'st the faâ—lt shall lye on you Thou' rt now in Paradise a second God If then thou would'st 〈◊〉 this bless'd abode Put not thy will into thaâ—â—ingdom where Reignes in my wrath thâ—â—allen LLUCIFER Instead of Light an Angâ—l thou wilt be Of darknesse then unto Aeternâ—ty Nor put thy mind into this â—â—rth below Lust thou not after it if thou dost so Thou shalt a carnal Body have 〈◊〉 be Subject to Death lose Immoâ—â—lâ—â—y But put thy Mind thy Will tâ—y Fâ—culties In my Light-Kingdom exercâ—â—â— thou these There Feed not on the Tree of death nor on The mortal fruit but feed thou still upon The Tree of Life Th' one darknesse th' other death But this doth true Aeternal Life bequeath Thou seest now what
Love will mercy shew In Enmity The Serpent's and the Woman's seed shall be This Love in mercy to you will infuse He shall thy heel but thou his head shalt bruise The Gate of Life is shut lost's thy blest state But Time shall come when it recuperate Shall be the Gates of Death broke down and one What thou hast lost recover shall again From Paradise they go or Paradise Rather departs from them their blinded eyes Cann't pierce into the holy Element Which in this World as in a prison pent Remains Like to a Tree whose springing sap Causes the Tree grow green when to the top It doth ascend but when unto the root It goes how bears the Tree of leaves and fruit There it lies buried and the Tree seems dead Till its remounting all begreens her head So did the World appear lost was its grace A darker Vail now hid its brighter Face Far greater difference this change dâ—d bring Then 'twixt cold Winter and the pleasant Spring Or like a burning Torch which being sat I' th midst of some great Room doth dissipate The darker shades which by and by immur'd In some dark Lanthorn all the Room 's obscur'd And scarce a Ray of brighter Light is seen So is the World to what it once hath been The Devil's poyson is diffus'd th'row all Things that compose or circundate this ball Both good and bad together blend in some Things more of Good in others more doth come Of Bad the Rose hath more of Paradise Then faetid Hemlock Pinkes than Margs or Crise The Lamb then Tygers Apple-trees than Yew The Doves than Hawkes Nightshade hath lesse than Rew. The Devil chose those creatures that were arm'd With Teeth Hornes tallons clawes that others harm'd By them might be for had he chose the Dove Or Lamb could they like Hawk or Lion prove Discording Seeds now grow in every thing Confusion thorow all the Earth doth spring Wrath's Principle doth penetrate this Ball And what aboâ—t it is coporeal Both good and ill together mixed are All things created of them have a share This ill lay hid before We poyson may Into our Bodies safely take allay The same with other good ingredients In such and such a quantity It rents The Body else if it superabound So this great Orb in pristine state was found Or as in Man all Passions hidden lye Which none if not awaken'd can descry Nor do they hurt him But awaken those The Mind and Body both they discompose So dormant lay the wrathful Principle As sparks of fire in ashes wrapt untill By Adam's fall it was awak'd the same Hid spark by Sathan's blown into a flame The Planets now forego their wonted Love Contrary'ng do in opposition move Th◠〈◊〉 Aspects the starry Orbs immense Do now receive a naughty influence Such to the Earth they give The Heav'n and she Now seem to be at deadly enmity From her thick vapours and bad stinks arise Which as her darts she sends against the skies Sol sucks her moisture forth with vehement heat Her parched sides as with his scourges beat He doth And Heav'n her flowring Corn with round Ice-bullets forceth to the very ground Syderial blasts Mildew and storms he sends Then from his window agil lighâ—'ning wends When that enough he with his Summer scourges Has beaten her comes Winter then with surges He doth bedrench her Face Contracting cold Robs her of all her Beauties very old She seems when snows hang dangling on her head Chaps which for heat did now for cold do spread Then storms of Rain and blustring Winds do make Her Brooks o'reflow her Trees and Mountains quake Thus they oppose each other now the Seas Beat with the Wind do threat the very Skies Sometimes excurring from his wonted place With brinish floods doth wash his Sister's Face Now Love is lost no longer unity But wrath and hatred 'mong the Creatures be The Lamb now fears the Wolf The Lion tears The Kid for food Bees rob'd are now by Bears They stings receive The tusked Bore the Cow Assaults The tender Dear and Hares are now Slain by the Dogs The mighty Elephant Serpents and the Rhinoceroth supplant The harmlesse yields to those of greater power All fill'd with Ire each other do devour Serpents now stings receive strong poyson Toads Reptils with Reptils Plants with Plants at odds Are now Now death-Hemlock and Woolf's-Bain hold With too much heat this that with too much cold Doth kill Now Bryars Nettles Thorns and Weeds With hurtful Plants the Earth accursed breeds Now Whales eat other Fish Trout Dace devoures Minnows the Perch The Pike the Rivers scoures To catch the smaller Fry Eeles Gudgions eat And them the Herns Fish now for Fowl are meat They too on each another prey The Kite On tender Chickens Hawkes on Sparrows light Thus Enmity arose thus wrath and strife And thus each Creature seeks each others life And all or most seâ—k humane blood to spill Because that Man was cause of all their ill All this did spring from the first Principle Which open'd strait when our first Parents fell And thus the World from its first happy state To this we now do see it in was brought But now the Time 's at hand all long to see This World again a Paradise shall be The Wrath shall be dethron'd the Lamb shall Reign In purity when Christ appears again O hast thy coming Lord This blessed Day Let us behold Lord Jesus hast away Wrath 's mighty Monarch se'ing how he had wrought And the whole Orb under his power brought By Adam's lapse rejoyced much and straight He doth his Kingdom 's Princes convocate With the whole Host of Hell to whom he thus Speakes Princely vassals Who is like to us What power can contend with us I see The Light World's strength cann't match our Policy This Day brave Princes have I subject made A World and Man too by our guiles betray'd I need not tell what you already know That I to Love am an Eternal Foe So he to Me or that continual Jarrâ— Betwixt us rise and everlasting warrs Our Kingdoms opposite you know Contend For mastership which strife shall never end We differ in all things nor shall a Truce A minutes quietude from Armes produce We are as strong as they I scorn to bow To him for I a way have gained how For to encrease our strength You Kingdoms and Whole Worlds shall have now under your Command So many vassals shall this Kingdom stuff Wer 't not so vast 't would scarce be large enough For to contain them you great Princes now I will advise you what you are to do The World and Man which I have gain'd I see By strength and cunning must preserved be You know aspiring Princes you and I Left Heav'n for prying into the unity Because we scorn'd but for to be above For why should mighty Wrath give place to Love We left those Orbs and did them all despise And
For usual scouts to scare black shades and Nights Hobgoblins Lemures Ast'ral spirits to talk About the fiâ—lds some in Church yards to walk Ghosts Fairies Night-mares dark tâ—â—icula's Affrighting Spectres haunting Empâ—saâ—â— Cadds airy Dâ—mons strange Phaâ—tâ—sms and Legions of other sp'rits to fill the band Press closer numerous swarm your ranks disclose Let yoâ— ' brave Princes nigher draw repose My chiefest strength in them I do for us With man their fight will still be cominus I know they 'r active you great Daemons show Them where to fight let them alone to do Do you dispose them let the aiâ—y Prince Cast mans natâ—vity then learn from thence His inclinations then may you choose Which of these Princes you had best to use Which will most fitting be where one cann't come Another may and have a spacious room Brave Pride who art so like to us you shall Be constitute Lieutenant General Next under thee let Envy march to thee Grand Avarice the third allotted be Then furious Wrath Dispaire and Ielousie March with your bands and let Idâ—latry Go next Adâ—li'â—y Lyâ—â—g 〈◊〉 Lust Luxury 〈◊〉 march you next to these 〈◊〉 your â—wy-sac'd bands in order Seâ— them march after Perjury and Murther 〈◊〉 and Blaâ—phemy your charge is thus By any means to gain Man's Soul to us Take all advantages and bravely fight Against our Foes the Troops of Love and Light I need to say no more nor need I fear But I shall overcome all Men when here I see such mighty powers who can withstand Your mighty â—orces and Hel's powerful Band Go and the World poâ—â—â—â—â—e I doubt not now But Man to us and Love's Prince too shall bow The Sâ—ygian Princes bow their snaky heads And Joy their Captain in their Faces reads â—o they 〈◊〉 and from 〈◊〉 sulph'ry throats Belch oâ—t ten thousand loud confused notes Then from their Centâ—e thousand Myriads go Of teter Sâ—ygian Bands where here below The Earth thâ— ayr and the vast hollownesse Betwixt the Ceruâ—le â—ky and Earth possesse They do And all coâ—bin'd are to annoy Man and his Soul immortal to destroy Black 〈◊〉 triumphing with a sable Bow 〈◊〉 Earth with armes displayed marcheth too Where murthering Hag her skilful hand to try With satâ—l Darts made Abel's life to â—â—ye The 〈◊〉 that ever yielded mortal breath Tâ—â— first that ever felt the Dart of Death And thus this World her misery indu'd Which guilty Adam's crime and Sin pursu'd Can Man escape such powers as these can he In tasety sleepâ— or one poor minute be Secure what can defend him from these armes Or who repel mâ—y Sathan's threat'ned harmes Spirits encounter Spirits must The Light â—orlâ— that aloâ—â— must match the dark Worlds might The Prince of Love of Light of Peace of Truth Beholds poor Man and his sad state with Ruth And tho Man's guilt brought down this sad distresse He Love immense doth still to him expresse And lest that mighty Wrath his Soul devour He will protect him with his mighty Power Heav'n's brighter Bands he therefore Convocates And thus his Royal Will to them relates Blest Princes of this lighter World and ye Vast Troops indu'd with immortality Know Man for whom a Paradise we made By his own folly is to Wrath betray'd He hath deserted us this happy Realm Hath lost now misery doth overwhelm Him and our Image in obscurity Doth buried by the World 's grosse Spirit lye Wrath's Principle hath poysoned the Earth Spoyl'd Paradise with his infectious Breath He now triumphs But what lose we 't is Man That suffers most for his own folly then Shall we desert him leave him to his Foe Strict Iustice might but Love cannot do soâ— Can fier cool or can cold Water burn No more can I from this my nature turn Nor his neglect nor his strange follies move May me to Wrath. O no! I still am Love My nature cannot change I pity have I must I will endeavour Man to save So long as he my Image doth retain Although obscur'd â—le seek him to regain To me and that immortal spark divine Shall like the Sun in its fair splendor shine Can I the Principle of Wrath dethrone Out of his heart and th'out Worlds he 's my own Wrath's Principle although he triumphs now One day again shall to our Powers bow The Earth a Paradise shall be and then All things shall turn to Harmony agen My Foe shall then be captivate Man shall Most happy live upon the outward Ball. Six dayes first past must be that principle Thousands of souls shall to its centre pull I' th' intrim I mans nature too must take My self and dy that I wraths power may breakâ— This I 'le effect such love to man I bear We are as strong as wrath we need not fear His fires our waters shall put ouâ— our Dove Shall fight his Dragon Nought's so strong as Love Noâ— Death nor Hell can conquer it The wrath Already sent hath his black Legions forth Into the Earth Poor man 's in danger hast Unto his succour Let your Troops be plaâ—'t â—ust opposite unto those teter bands Which Hells 〈◊〉 commands Arch-Prince of Angels MICHAEL of all Heavens brighter Legions be thou General Conduct our forces to Earths Orb and there Oppose the Dragoâ— bid man not to fear His â—â—ygian crue Do thou match Satan and To his dark troops oppose thy brighter band Maintain thou Love and Iustice 'gainst his might Do thou with equal force and valour fight â—ll heaven's Host attend thee shall and let Some powerful Angel o're the stars be set To let their male-conjunctions and thence For to direct their better influence Unto the Earth to cause the seasons due Unto the Earth her pleasures to renue And thou Mittatron thy strong Legions place In rank and order 'gainst Baalzebubs face Do you unite whilest he doth discord move Conjoyn thou all in amity and love Whilst that he causes Battails Plagues and Dearth Thou peace and health and fructiâ—ie the earth Next Caphtiel 'gainst Belial thy foe With Myriads of brighter Angels go Illuminate man's minde and make him see For his distraction Belial's policie His stranger fancies cause to vanish quite And of my goodnesse let him have a sight Go Iophiel and hinder Python's force Obstruct his vile infatuating source Exhibit truth to Man open his eyes That he may clearly see grosse Python's lies Ten thousand Legions take thou Ptsadkiel And bravely meet the firy Asmodel Be thou as well as he concomitant With Princes keep them that they may not vaunt Of their high state Let Pride and Cruelty Be banish'd from them let humâ—lity Supply their place whilst that he raiseth jars Cause Amity oppose thy Peace to Wars Bright Prince Uriel flags of light display And 'gainst Meriri with thine march away Stop thou his full carrer and se that you With wisdome and true happinesse endue Man give him eyes to see perfection If that with us he will have union Coelestial Rapâ—iel
killing Dart. Thou shalt slay me but when I yield my breath I Victor am for my last foe is Deaâ—h DEATH then appear'd though terrible he seem To others doth he pleasing shew'd to him 'T was not the common Deafh that takes away The little breath we in this world enjoy T was not that heap of Bones that frightful Death Which digs mens graves and robs them of their breath That slays whole thousands every Day and feasts His fleshlesse Carcasse both on Men and Beasts No 't was another Death which yet would seem To some more terrible and sierce than him This Death 's both foe and Friend a foe to all The sinful Man Friend to the Spiritual This kills the sinful Man but durifies The outward slayeth that this rectifies The sinful Man trembled to see the â—ace Of Death and his vile execution place O how he strugled but it was in vain The Pilgrim scorn'd him longer to retain His willing armes he gave to Death who straight Both Feet and Hands with Nailes did perforate And fix'd them to the Crosse and there upon That Tree to true mortification He did attain the Flesh the World and Sin Was slain all which so long alive had been This dying Swan now drawing near his end In such sweet notes his latest breath did spend Vain world adieu No more on you I le cast my dying eyes This sacred crosse Than all your drosse To me 's a greater prize Vain Flesh be gone No longer on Your Beauties will I dote The World and you I bid adieu To sail in Death's safe boat Too long I 'ave been Alive to Sin But now upon the Crosse That life I 'le leave And Death receive Yet gain Life by Life's losse I have o'rethrone Temptation And often giv'n the soil But now I 'le quell The Root of Hell And 's nest in my breast spoil By me hath sia Resisted been But now its root I will Though by the strise I lose my life For growing ever spill My Feet are nayld Affections quail'd Unto this Crosse my Hands My active Life Now ceaseth strife Are bound with iron bands Refined things May take their wings And speed to others now I passive am And dead become To live I know not how My Face grows pale My Spirits fail My dying breath doth flye Hast Death I pray Take life away For I do long to dye Death at these words struck th'rough his tender heart And Life and death at one stroke did impart Rivers of sinful blood ran down from his side The sinful Nature groaned thâ—ice and dy'd Flesh left the stroke and was enforc'd to yield And to triumphing Death bequeath the Field Thus he to Blood resisted and did share In this first Death nor doth he others fear Now he has tasted this By this who fall Fear not th' Eternal nor the Natural A pleasing Victim on the Crosse he lay Heav'ns Sacrifice and Death's most blessâ—d prey Go Hell and tempt him now with sugard Pills Thrice gild thrice dulcifie your bitter ills Use all your Art use all your Eloquence Conjoyn your Words and your false Excellence Go all conspire in one him to deceive See if he ' l either hear you or believe Your subtle prating Strength and policy Together knit with all your subtilty And see if either will admission gain Away all your endeavours are in vain Do not not you see he 's dead think you that he Then with your subtilties will moved be Go spread a Table and set on the Board The choysest vyands fruitful Earths afford A thousand Cups with all her pleasures fill Tempt him and see if eat or drink he will Away vain Ideots you have lost your prize Hell and the World 's cousen'd when Man thus dies O blessed Death that seals our eyes our eaâ— Our mouth that they nor tast nor see nor hear Can what Hell gives or shews or speaks to us Thrice happy Man whom this blest Death frees thus A dead Man 's wholly passive what you list You may do to him he cannot resist So here our Pilgrim dead upon the Crosse At the disposal of his Father was And truly mortifi'd he hangeth on The Crosse until the â—ngel takes him down Th' Heav'nly Nuncio with Peace's Olive bough And with victorious Palmes and Laurels flew From the Aetherial Court a wreath he brought Which cann't be by Earth's Gold and Silver bought It was a Branch of purest Gold which he Commissionated pull'd from Lifes fair Tree To make a Garland for the Pilgrim's Head And happily to crown with Life the Dead One Hand bore this as precious a thing And 's Sacred he in 's other Hand did bring A garment 't was of Scarlet dy'd in grain Whose Tyrian blushes Virgins blushes stain The Pinks and Roses as he passed by Hung down their heads to see a better dye Blushed for shame but growing pale with spite They being outvy'd themselves disrobed quite This Garment tincted was in that blest Blood That Crimson spring that deep dy'd Scarlet flood Which flow'd from Iesu's sacred side when he Dy'd that the sinful World might saved be The Ermin-lined Purple which doth lye Solely upon the back of Majesty Though cover'd over with Avacan Gemms To this rich Robe a simple Garment seems Man though he 's cloath'd is naked without this With this cloath'd though he 's naked cloathed is Unto the Crosse's foot the Angel came And with his lovely eyes considers him He sees the Pilgrim dead the sinful man Flesh and its Members crucifi'd and slain No gashly sight this was Death not enhance Did those fresh glories of his countenance This Death although h' had made him freely bleed Wrapt not his Body in his sheets of Lead His eyes were sweetly clos'd his cheeks did look Like those of the departing Feavour-struck A dying Fire seemed there to lye Which able was to court the nicest eye From thence the helpful Angel takes him down And with the Golden wreath of Life doth Crown His pious Temples on his Head he pours Out of transparent Viols crystal showers Pure water taken from the Fount of Blisse Which every Limb from head to foot doth kisse Which cleanseth every Limb and part And so The Stone 's deep black converted is to snow Stript naked of his former rags upon His back he puts the bloody Garment on A Noble colour White is turn'd to red The Work 's now almost throughly finished Thus cloath'd and drest to Life the Pilgrim came Another Man and yet the very same He look'd as if he were new born agen His eyes saw now what he had never seen His wandring Orbs on every thing do passe As if enquiring in what place he was He saw a Region which his eyes ne'r did Before behold The Region was hid Before but now lay open to his view His speaking eyes the willing Angel drew For to declare what place it was He brake Silence and thus unto the Pilgrim spake Locus Purgatorius inter
rend Hel's strong Foundations with the cryes they send From their black throats Rage issu'd from their eyes And from their mouths and tongues fell Blasphemies They knew that bloody Dye that Robe was fear'd The sight of it Dis and his Troops thus scar'd O who can paint the noise of Hell the roar Great Sathan gave the neighbour Pillars tore Ten hundred thousand ratling chaines did clink Th'rough the place flew a Sulphurian stink Thinking the Pilgrim with the stinch to choak From their mouths flew Volumns and clouds of smoak This sight amaz'd our Traveller the smell Of Sulphure Brimstone and of Nitre fell Out of those clouds and all the stinking fume Fly'ng th'rough the place did to his nosethrils come His eares with curses and with Blasphemy VVere fil'd the clouds which all about did flye Prest th'rough his lips and touching there his tongue VVith bitter horrid acritude it stung Strange pricking atoms which did touch his skin Invisibly annoy'd him with their sting VVhole streams of venom rouled at his feet Which mighty Pluto from his mouth had spit But all this while with hideous roars and cryes All the black Troops of Hell before him flies Ratling their chaines and to avoid his sight Wrapping themselves in smoaky clouds of Night But â—el's insernal mâ—ghty Prince once more His flying Troops stops with an hideous roar And Sakâ—ng his dire snaky Locks he cry'd Yâ—a mighâ—y Sons and I great Prince of Pride Why flee we thus By my great Iron Rod My Head and Throne 't is not the Son of God Who loaded these Imperial Hands with chaines And whose great Power m' imperial might restraines This is some puny Saint some counteâ—feit Whom Zeal hath hither brought with hasty feet To pass our Kingdom unto Paradise Mâ— thinks we should not daunted thus agnize Hiâ— power Ah! wer 't not for that curs'd Coat He wears how soon l'd cut his Saintships throat But seeing 't is not Christ himself I vow I 〈◊〉 to any of his Train to bow He cannot hurt us let us shew him then That we have power to drive him back ag'en Let 's ' sright him if we can Torment alass To see our Foes th'rough our own Realm to pass Spite of our teeths I am resolv'd to try 't With him and though I â—al I 'le shew my spight This said his rallied Troops their Horns do whet Upon a Rock of Adamant and set Their stoutest courage up great LUCIFER A beam of Iron in his hand doth bear His eyes like Lamps were from his nosethrils flew Black clouds of smoak his Whale-like mouth did spew I â—ames like a Furnace and an hundred shoales Of melting bullets and red glowing coals His Iron Mace against a Rock he strook And a great Lake of fire and brimstone took â—â—s rise from thence which spreading all about Up to the knees he wadeth hurtlesse th'rough't Thus he appears and thinks by this to ' fray Thâ— unmoved Travellâ—â— out of his Way â—ut that blessâ—d Robe in which he was bewrap'd The Pilgrim dauntlesse and in safety kept The hellish light'ning from his Head was beat Back by the golden Bayes that compass'd it And maugre Hell and all its power could do Victoriously unstop'd he passed th'rough For Hell still dazeled at the Light he bore Flung down his fires and â—led as onâ—e before There was no Guilt for Hell to fasten on For if there had Hell had the Conquest won And if there had the Cherub's flaming Sword To Paradise no passage would afford For now he saw the passage fill'd with flame Which from a supercilious Angel came A mighty Sword he held from whence a stream Of flaming Fire th'rough the place did beam Into 't our Pilgrim went and bravely bold Walk'd th'rough the midst and like seven times tri'd Gold Shon brighter than those flames Untouch'd his hair Was and the garment which his shoulders bare To him bow'd down the Angel-Centinal And gave free passage to the brazen Wall Now was his heart amazed when he saw The separation plac'd by Heav'n's hard Law 'Twixt man and Paradise on heaps there was A mountanous ruine of the sellid'st Brass Which like huge Mountains heap'd together and As Monuments lay of some mighty Hand For part of that great Wall which was so high That its proud top our Pilgrim with his eye Could not attain it was now down a Gap It left which never could be mended up After the Pilgrim all amaz'd had view'd That Sconce of Brass he to the Angel su'd To let him know by what Hand built it was And what strength had broke down that league-thick Brass The Angel who such favours ne'r deny'd To him after a little pause reply'd You stand amazed at these ruines I As much amaz'd at Man's impiety Do stand for this immense and mighty breach To thankless man Aeternal Love doth preach And yet ingrateful He abase the Power Doth of his only and great Saviour I tremble now I think how some men dare Speak slightly of him who is Heav'ns own heir How some men dare O horrid to deny His Godhead fearful fearful Blasphemy How some Men dare to say blest Iesus did Do nothing for them when h' at Salem dy'd Would all such now were here to see the Power He had and how he was a Saviour To all that ever saved were VVould Heaven Had me to trumpet This Commission given Th'rough all the quarters of the World I' d sound This act th' effect of Love and Strength profound Would now the Winds th'rough every Land might blow My words that all what I tell thee might know That so they might ne'r hear blest Iesu's Name But their proud Hearts and Knees bow at the same Consider well this brazen VVall your eyes Are too too weak unto the top to rise How thick it is Behold how vast VVhat one Could ever climb o're it or break it down Could all the World and if they hither came VVith Catapults or Tower-shaking Rams Or their vast Bombards damage this great Wall Or a thousand shot make any sign at all How vain would all their strength be Iesus then As more Love so more strength had than all Men 'T was his own Hand and his own Hand alone That made this breach that pul'd this Brass-wall down Pilgrim attend The Protoplast once did On Earth behold that Realm which now lies hid That Realm to which we press bless'd Paradise Adam beheld on Earth with virgin Eyes The first and second Principles did lie Conjoyned to the third in Harmony These were disjoyn'd by Adam's wretched sin And Harmony stept out and discord in A sensual â—ast it was by which he lost That place which Iesu's dearest Blood hath cost For to redeem again for us God's Wrath And Justice be'ing awak'd against them both Both Adam and his Eve He them cast out From thence then wall'd it with this Wall about The Guardian Cherubim be placed then VVith a versatile Sword to keep out Men. O how
the true seekers of the noble Stone Have golden Spurs to spurious such unknown These be the Reasons why so many misse The STONâ— and their investigated Blisse To thee dear Pilgrim need I not to shew The way to Magic 't is the Way which you Have come and there 's no other Path which guides To this Caelestial Art of Arts besides 'T is not the selfish Wise man this can gain 'T is not the Covetous shall this attain 'T is not the thirsty after Glory shall Be able once to touch this Magical And happy Fruit from such it 's safely kept By an huge Dragon whose eyes never slept Those who this Fruit will gain must first outright O're-come this Dragon in a single Fight O man thou must Regenerated be Before thine eyes this happy Fruit can see Foâ— none but Children gain this Diadem Children of Love it is preserv'd for them Châ—ldren of Innocence who washed are In blâ—st Regeneration's Lavar fair This happy Fruit by the free Hand of Heav'n To such Regenerated Babes is given By which from Babes to an exalted pitch They ' â— rais'd and so become Men wise and Rich Rich in those Treasures whose most simple Gemm The World doth and its richest Riches shame Thâ—s gift is Free and yet it must be sought Yet by true Resignation 't is bought God gives a portion small at first but so As it Man uses shall his Talent grow But never let Man hope for this estate ' Til 's heart is pure and Regenerate You know great Riches and high Honours are The Devil's strongest unresisted snare By which oft-times he Souls doth overthrow Who pious were e'r they those Bâ—â—ts did know Think you that God thâ—n in t ' Man 's hands will put So sharp a Weapon his own Throat to Cut Think you he will to him the Stone disclose ' Til how to use it for his good he knows Nor knows Man how to use it 'till that he First truly Dead Regenerated be Then let all who this Art investigate In Soul and Body be regenerate Then if they ask they shall receive the prize If Knock the sealed Door assunder flyes If seek they find if pray they 'r heard Thus I Have shew'd the true way to Felicity The way whereby this Fruit may be attain'd Whereby the much desired STONE is gain'd He then who pure is and Regenerate And blessed so that he may freely eat Of this beatifying Fruit he then Becomes Heav'n's SOPHUS or Magitian O those bless'd Bonds which fast together tye God and the Soul Man and the Deity Nothing 's impossible for him to do Who this blessed state and pitch attain'd has to For if to him to God it must be so His Will is God's they are no longer two He willeth nothing but by Heav'n's own Will Then what shall dare not his Command fulfill He now is Soveraign over the World and all Things that therein are shall obey his Call For by this Art of divine Magic he May shroud him in invisibility Walk on the Clouds stand in a flame of Fire And th'row the walls if dores be shut retire May walk upon the sâ—â—liest Seas while they Smoothing their rugged Fronts his feet obey To him diseases bow their eager heads And at his touch they leave their nasty beds And fly to Hell from whence they came for by His touch and Word restor'd is Purity Of Vegitables the true use he knows The poyson in each herb away he throws And perfect Chymist by Spagyric Art Hell from Heav'n's Essence Drosse from Gold can part Both Aâ—â—mals and Minerals also He not by guesse but perfectly doth know As Man may in a Mirrour see his Face So he their virtues through their outward Case No thing 's unknown to him all Arts that be Unmask'd are and he views their Verity Metals he may transmuâ—e the Stone by which They are exalted to theâ—r highest pitch Of persectnesse he has which will unfold The way to change all Mettals into Gold Not only Bodies are at his Command But all created Spirits also stand To do his Will The sneeking Devils are If he Commands enforced to appear VVith louting Heads and trailing Tails and eyes Dejected to behold themselves made prize To see that Man whom they triumph'd upon Now to have Rule and be a Lord o're them O they had rather to the darkest place Of Hell run than behold their own disgrace For if he cometh where they be they run Into the lowest darknesse headlong down For they his eyes as much now hate to see As the bright splendor of Aeternity For they behold him with that glory clad As once themselves before they lapsed had All Earthly Spirits also prest do stand Ready to do what he shall them Command Those in the Fire yield a joynt consent To wait upon him in their Element Those in the Water and the deepest Sea All his Commands are ready to obay Those in the Ayr and Astral Regions too Their constant service at his beck do shew The holy Angels also do rejoyce And pleasure Him who is the Highest's choyce Thus all conspire to be his servants and VVith speed obay what he shall them Command Besides all these to him permitted 't is To enter Gods own Treasury of Blisse In which he doth Arcana's deep behold Not fit unto the World for to be told The great Archaeus of all things that be He doth in ev'ry World and Astra see Divinely taught divinely learn'd indeed He Heav'n's Caâ—al and mysteries doth read And thus is Heav'n's Magitian a King Upon the Earth to whom all Creatures bring Their homage due unto that Image that In him appears of the Incorporat And increated Deity And thus Man is co-equal with nay more than us What Adam lost he gains by this new Birth And is new-Crowned King and God on Earth And such a Godlike King was Adam All So should have been but for his fatal Fall But few and very few attain to this Great Pearl of Wisdom Fruit of matchlesse Blisse Now in these latter dayes But Mortals may E're long behold the mighty lustrous Ray Of this fair Fruit which I may call the Best For in it is contained all the rest Heav'n's great Magitian mighty Moses had Upon this Fruit by God's donation fed When â—e those VVonders in the Name of God Did do in Aegypt with his Magic Rod That Rod which to a Sâ—rpent changed was And which again into a Rod did passe By this Fruit he God's MAGUS did become Performing VVonders in his mighty Name By this on Phaâ—oh and all Aegypt too He sev'n fold Plagues and seav'n-fold Wonders threw By this the Seas he parts which Crystal waâ—ls Become the Israclites by this with Qualos And Manna bright he feeds By this a knock Opens the Springlets in the solid Rock By this he Gold makes potablâ— his face With royal Rayes by this incircled was Mosâ—'s successor by this Magic too The strong-built walls of Ierico
Love And did not know which way himself to move Intoxicated and o'returned quite He was with Love's exuberant delight The burning Tâ—ncture of the Heart of God Rol'd o're his Soul a most delightful Flood Which him transported into Rapts divine So that he seem'd like one made drunk with Wine In this strong heat of his exultancy He on the green grasse swift about did flye With all those Graces who compos'd a Ring And dancing round this Hymn with joy they sing Hymn SAcred Flames of LOVE divine In our breasts untainted shine Feed upon our Souls and let Them unto the stake be set O Bless'd Fires quickly come We 're prepar'd for Martyrdom Blessed is the Soul that dyes Unto LOVE a Sacrifice Blessed IESUS from thine Eye There thrice sacred Flames did fly Which now burn without controul On the Tinder of our Soul Blessed Fires O consume What 's prepar'd for Martyrdom Happy is the Soul that dyes Sacred LOVE'S true Sacrifice The Aetherial Flames that are Couched in the Welkin fair Those that Crown the radiant Sun Those which beautifie the Moon Are lesse fair than those which Come For to Crown our Martyrdom Blessed is the Soul that dyes LOVE'S unspotted Sacrifice O how raging yet how sweet Are those burning Flames which greet Our dry Souls with scalding Kisses Pains dispensing with our Blisses But such pains we wish to Come That give Crowns of Martyrdom Happy is the Soul that dyes Purest LOVE'S pure Sacrifice O our Souls are all on Fire We consume in our desire We desire what we possesse Waters but our Fires encrease Those bright Fires which are Come To Crown Souls with Martyrdom O thrice blessed Soul that dyes Purest LOVE' 's blest Sacrifice O what lingring Death is this Bliss inviteth us to Bliss By these tasts of Love we be More inamour'd of the Sea Of Abyssal Love whence Come Flames to crown our Martyrdom Blessed is the Soul that dies LOVE'S most willing Sacrifice O what kind of pain is this Which is sweeter than all Blisse O 't is pain intolerable Pleasure yet unutterable Such are the bless'd Flames which come T' Crown us with Love's Martyrdom Happy is the Soul that dies Thus LOVE'S Living Sacrificeâ— O we cry we cannot bear Love's hot flames which domineer In our Breasts and yet had we Damn'd to Hell far rather be Than to lose these Flames which come To Crown us with Martyrdom Blessed is that Soul that dies Thus LOVE'S daily Sacrifice Fierce was the flame and strong the happy heat Which on the Pilgrim's chafed Soul did beat Quick beat the pulses of his Noble breast High was the Tyde of LOVE which still encreast Its scalding waves so that he thought he shou'd Have lost his Life in that delicious Flood Such were Love's Ardors he could scarce forbear His fettering flesh his free Soul's chaines to tear How oft he mounted nimbly from the ground As if his Soul some passage thence had found How was he griev'd to see he leap'd in vain To see his Body bring her down again O how he wished that his Soul might be Now from the shackling gives of Flesh set free That she might spread her spacious wings and fly Th'row the wide Welkin of Aeternity Unto th' illustrous Throne of Christ and there Among the Crowned Saints new cloath'd appear But chiefly that she without Letts might move In the vaâ—t Ocean of Aeternal LOVE For whilst that Flesh her freedom did restrain The more her pleasures was the more her pain To be deny'd her Liberty that she Engulphed was not in that endlesse Sea Streams could not now content her the Abysse Of Love alone must now compleat her Blisse O happy Souls which in such Flames do move And frying thus LOVE' 's blessed Martyrs prove But whilst Love's Noble Flames heat every part Of 's Breast and make a Bonfire of his Heart This blessed Pilgrim lifted up his eyes Unto the glorious East of Paradise Where Worlds of glory rising from the place Amazing Splendor hurled on his Face And though it were all Day in Paradise A Sun and greater Day began to rise A Light he saw which springing from the East All Paradise's lustrous braveries blest Adding new glories to those Beauties that One would have thought could not have been more great The Rosie-cheek'd Aurora did embright The glorious womb of Day with no such Light The Cynthian Goddesse from the Orb did throw No such bright Rayes upon the World below Nor yet the flaming Giant of the Day Such streams and beams of Light did e'r display Ten thousand Suns ten thousand times more bright Than ours would not have paralell'd this Light Needs must it dazling be what mortal eye Can view the Splendors of Aeternity The Angels and the Graces all when they Behold it clap their downy Wings for â—Joy And with due reverence thrice three times did bow Their Heads and kiss'd the flowry Pavement too As brighter Titan dims the lesser Stars So did this Light devour that light of theirs As for the Pilgrim on the ground he lay Obstupified with that glorious Day But yet with all th' advantage he could make Of that illustrous sight a view did take A crowd of Clouds begilded with the Beams Of the Aeternal Sun whose radiant gleames Had pierced th'row them so a small thin Cloud I oft have seen when Sol himself did shroud His face behind it from my eyes grow clear And tincted th'row a various colour were Appear'd far brighter than our Sun below Dress'd with more paintings than the Iris bow This Mask of Clouds was the Auroâ—a too The Sun of Glory that close after flew But pitching in the midst of Paradise This bright but yet a Vail assunder flyes And gave free leave for every Eagle eye To see the bright Sun of Aeternity It was the Sun of Righteousnesse who there Did in his glorious Ornaments appear The Tongues of Men nor Angels can unfold That Glory which the Pilgrim did behold A stately Throne more clear than Crystal glasse Burnish'd with Heav'nly Gold erected was On which sat down Glories immortal King From whom all Happinesse and Blisses spring O glorious sight who ' le not confounded be To see such Splendor and such Majesty Upon his Head a starry fourfold Crown Irradiating sat from whence flow'd down Fair and soft Volumns of the purest snow Which spread upon his sacred back full low A fount of Light which fill'd all Paradise With Sun-like brightnesse flowed from his eyes His Paps were girded with a Golden Zone Of more than Cynthian lustre was his Gown In 's Hand the Scepter wherewith he did sway The Worlds in Righteousnesse and Justice lay But O th' unutterable Majesty And Lovelinesse that in his Looks did lye A World of Wonders and a â—onâ—rous Grace Were to be spied in his sacred Face A Light more bright than thoâ—sand Suns about His Throne did flow from whence it issued out Behind was seen great Sathan overthrown Death Hell the Woâ—ld and all
quaere In what by-corner of the Earth it stands Whether in Peru or by â—anges sands Whether it under the Aatartic lyes Or where the Riphean snowy Mountains rise In what place lyes this blessed part which is The Realm of Joyes and the state of Blisse We know that once five thousand years ago It was where rapid Euphrates doth flow But where it ever since has hid its head Into what Kingdom or what Countrey fled We do not know I 'le tell you then where lyes The happy Regions of bless'd Paâ—adise To find this place you need not cut the seas You need not travel to clear Euphrates You need not passe th' Arabian sands nor go Over the craggy Alpes uneven brow Nor visit TEMPES fragrant bosom nor Th' Atlantides nor other Regions for Tho' round the world you go search every Câ—eek And ev'ry Land and every corner seek Of this great Universe your labour lost May be and you reap pains for all your cost Know then that it in every Land doth lye But yet the place none but the Wise can ' spy Vails double dy'd in pitch are thrown thereon And yet it is as naked as the Sun Th'row out the world it is and seems to be Fast link'd unto the other part of the Great World but yet an endlesse Gulf remains Between this Land of Blisse and that of stains Rivers they are not that do bound this Land Nor massive Mountains that do justing stand Nor Woods nor Heaths nor Planes nor Hils nor Seas Nor Groves nor Vales nor Piles nor Pales nor Trees This place from th' other part of Earth divide Nor yet doth it in Caves or Vallies hide It self nor doth between the Mountains lye Whose craggy tops aspiring touch the sky It 's wall is fire which bounds it round about Which keeps the wicked and unrighteous out It 's Ianitor or Centinal doth stand Arm'd with a flaming weapon in his hand But without clouding it it in a word A mighty Cherub only has for guard As Day dwels in the shadows of the Night As darknesse doth involve the splendid Light As the bright flame lyes hidden in the coal So lurking lyes this holy place in all The Universe So lies Ierusalem And SION clouded are with Babylon But yet the Gulf 'twixt them 's as great I say As betwixt Light and Darknesse Night and Day For tho in one another hid they be They yet together cannot stand you see For when the Darknesse spreads its wings the Light Flyes So bright Day doth chase away the Night When Night comes she involves the shining Day When Day comes it hides Night within it's Ray. Thus dwell the Principles in one another Thus Hell and Heaven blended are together Thus is the Good part of the Earth hid in The Evil part the spacious Realm of sin Then wonder not if I to you relate That while you dwell in Babylonish state In midst of Babel and her wickednesse Priding your self in all her whorish dresse Your next near neighbour in the world's account May dwel upon thrice sacred SION'S Mount And in bless'd Paradise for tho he may In Night seem He in Night has found the Day He plows he sows he reaps the Earth so you The Gleab do plow sow reap and husband too But yet your aym and end and his infers He is God's Stuart you are Lucifers From several principles you act and he Is in the second in the first you be He dwells in EDEN and IERUSALEM But you in Aegypt and in Babylon Thrice happy is the Man that thus hath found In midst of Babel this thrice hallowed ground The purest Chrystal nor the whitest snow Nor candid'st Lilies fairest flowers that grow Nor splendid Phoebus nor the nitid ayr Nor shining Phoebe half so bright nor fair Nor half so pure nor immaculate Are as the Soul of this great World yet that Before Man fell lesse pure and divine Than Man was and under his feet did shine But since he joyn'd with it and by it fell He gave admittance also unto Hell And its Magia to infect it so That man by it is oft made subject to Hel's Prince and Law for whilst he in this Room Of flesh remains he 's easily o'recome By the World's spirit Sathan wholly bent To mischief Man makes it his instrument So that what 's pure of it self â—e still Distaines and so converteth Good to Ill. Heav'n also for the good of man doth use The same for by the same he doth diffuse External blessings Wisdom Wit and Wealth Riches and Honors Plenty Pleasures Health But this more plainly shall explained be VVhere we speak of the Good and Evil Tree I do admire that man should ignorant Be of this great World's Soul so greatly want The true sight of 't being so nearly he To it is fastned by a Sympathie For 's outward body cometh from that womb That very LIMYS whence this Earth did come Being that by the same such strange things brought May be to passe such mighty wonders wrought Such miracles of Nature shewn For by The same he may do wonders Prophesie Be by infusion Learn'd in Tongues and Arts And thousand others which this Sp'rit imparts In so much that amazed Man has thought The Devil only such great things had wrought For not the Devil as most men suppose But this world's Seal those Oracles inclose Did of the Heathen So the Sybills So The Dâ—uids did what came to passe foreknow And to those Priests fill'd with Prophetic rage By the same Sp'rit did future things presage So famous actions done by Ganges strand The same day known in the Ausonian Land Were and might well be by this Sp'rit made known As what on all parts of our body 's done We at the instant know this world's Soul so What 's done in any part of th' Earth doth know And so impart the same to Mortals may And Wonders which I mention not display And all this by Man's close conjunction With this great Spirit not the Devils 's done Yet I confesse that oftentimes the Devil That great Imposter Father of all evil Hath had his Oracles and Prophets too That he thereby might his dark Magic shew From whence much ill produc'd was So that all Count him the Father of what 's Mâ—gical Now to this World 's great Spirit there belong Of Spirits an innumerable throng Which only to this outer world pertain With it created and shall dye again When it 's dissolv'd These nothin have to do With those black Spirits that are subject to Hell's horrid Prince and different from those Whom the Prince of the lighter Orb hath chose To be 's peculiar servants These controul Doth being its Instruments the great World's Soul Of these some in the fiery Element Inhabit some within the azure bent Among the starres And others daily sport Within the flameing Rooms of Vulcan's Court Such are within Vesuvius's sulp'ry womb And great Enseladus's fiery ' tomb Such in flame-belching
Propochampech sport Such cause the noyses in Mount Heclesort Where flakes of fire and black stinking smoke The Countrey round for many Leagues do choke Where hammers noyse and Cyclop's strokes like thunder Till all that dare go hear the same with wonder Others there be which do their nests prepare Within the â—epid bosom of the Ayr These are swift Curriers who with news can go And things transport from Ganges unto PO These are those airy birds that soon can bear Your whisper'd Treason unto Cesar's ear These these are those muster'd by higher hands That in the aire 's clear Region shew their bands Where skirmishing in battel 's order shew Warrs future evils and events to you Such Germany and our dear Albion has Seen just before dire warrs have come to passe Some dwell within the caves of Aeolus Some likewise dwell in dropping Auster's house Some ride upon the back of Taurus some From Western Seas with sweet Favoniâ—â— come Some on the wings of blustring Borâ—as ride And some sweet Zepher's fragrant blasts bestride Others love Neptunâ—'s Courts and Thâ—tâ—'s Lap Oâ—hers themselves in Chrystal Rivers wrap Such was that Triton who met Caesar on The sedgâ—-fring'd Bank of rapid Rubicon And bravely sounding hâ—s recurved shell Presag'd good Fortune which to Caesar fell Others in Fountains have their habitations Others in Lakes sporting in inundations Some love the River some a stinking Pool Some clear-spring'd Iordâ—n some Asphales foul Some stinking Lakes which as Maeotis love Some likewise never from Avernus move So some the lesser Rivers some the Great Do chuse some wander for a constant seat Some to the Earth belong and these abound In numbers great or on or under ground The subterran within their hidden den Hide treasures from sometimes disclose to Men Sometimes such move the Treasures that they hide Sometimes by these are Mines to Men deny'd Sometimes great treasures they disclose anon To durt convert them or thence steal ag'en Others which on the Earth do dwell some Love The Rocks and Caves and some the shady Grove Some Woods Trees some stones some fields some Planes Some Vales some Hills some Marshes Meadows Draines Some in Islandian Heâ—la love to lye Others in Hechelberg to roare and cry Some one place some another Love but all Are frequent almost throughout all the Ball. Some love for to converse with men but some More solitary rather'd have their Room Some also love among the dead to be Church-yards and Tombs do best with such agree I do not mean those shapes of Men that walk About Church-yards or bloody feilds do stalk For these are th' astral bodyes of dead men Which to the earthy fain would joyn agen But these dissolving those are forc'd to die And to the Chaos whence they came to fly Now some of these have bodies others none Some borrow shapes some shapes have of their own Some are great Lords and Princes others are Servants to them some peace and others war Do cause some govern Cities Countries large Some have a greater some a lesser charge Some they are oft some they are seldome seen Some meerly mortal at a certain time Die as the Beasts and to their AEther go Some ' bide so long shall as the world shall do Who then shall with the soul of this great world Into the womb from whence they came de hurl'd By these Arcanas deep are oft made known To men and secrets of this world are shown Farther they search not for their skill doth lie In knowing solely this worlds Mystery There lyes their Essence But the Devils can The dark world's secrets and the Outer's scan And so the Angels know their own and this World 'cause their Essence in them hidden is But man compos'd of all the worlds may know The things of this the light and dark world too A thousand Myst'rys here disclos'd might be Fetch'd from these knowing spirits treasury And would man dive into their depths he there Sould find great secrets and Arcana's rare Concerning only this great world But I Do man advise a lof'tier flight to fly And not into this out-world's Magick quaere For noble Man 's not born a subject here But this world's spirit to command and so Should from a higher Magick all things know Magick is threefold this world 's natural Sacred the light dark diabolical Great is the Magic of this world but yet Greater the dark the light more great than it When this worlds secrets Man knows from the light He knows the Magic of this woâ—ld aright But otherwise he deals preposterous Le ts go a Jewel doth a bauble choose As it unlawfull is for man for to Investigate the dark world's Magic so He leave this lower Magic should and strive To gain what it through Adam did deprive Him of for 't was the Magic of this orb Which clothed Adam in his fleshly garb Let man therefore wisely investigate The ancient Glory of his pristiâ—e state And through the Magic of the light worlds see This world's Arcana's and grand Mystery The Heathen that advantage had not as Through mercy now the holy Christian has For Christ our Saviour hath thrown down the Wall Which wrath erected had through Adams fall Which bard us from the secrets of that place Illuminated by our Saviours face And gives free leave unto the Holy-wise Adams lost Magic now to reagnize Through which true-man may able be to know Th' internal Worlds and this worlds secrets too This is the true and safest way to see Into the Magick of this world and be Acquainted with all its Arcana's for Through ignorance great danger else incur You may Satan that great Impostor that Doth for to mischief Man all times await With higher Magic can deceive you soon And by the world's sp'rit can procure your ruin Since he through Adams fall within this Sphere Has got a place he doth so dominere That to his will he bowes this Magic and Makes this worlds spirits follow his command So that all mischief that these Spirits do The Man the Devil doth enforce them to One skil'd in the dark-Magic can do more Then he who 's skil'd in this World's but before Them both is he who in the Light-â—oâ—ld's skil'd By him the plottings of the Devil 's spil'd He cann't deceived be to his doth bow This World 's deep Magic and the Devil 's too He then this World 's whole Host of Spirits and The dark World 's too shall have at his command Inferiors bow unto Superiors shall This out World's Spirits passive lye to all Both Dark and Light Magicians so that they Sometime the dark sometime the Light obey Let Christians therefore the true Magic gain And nothing hidden from them shall remain Then without danger to deceived be By Hell the myst'ries of this World they 'le see For this end Iesus at whose mighty Name All evil spirits bow their Heads for shame And fear beholding Sathâ—â—n's Subtleties How he by this
and spight would be against the Good Whom he should think were past his reach or those Who naked should themselves to him expose Hoping thereby to make them sin or that They should grow through oppression desperate But God who bounds the Seas doth Hell command And binds the Devils with the self-same Hand Man as the Sages not untruly say'd Peculiar Genii has both good and bad Each good Man has an Angel guardian And evil Daemon has each evil Man For to attend upon him one doth still Egg Man to Good the other unto ill As doth a careful Nurse attend the child She suckles lest by harm it be beguil'd Or hurt and as she joys to see it grow In strength and all perfections even so The Angel tuâ—ular attends his Ward And daily it doth from all evil guard He joys to see his charge to grow apace In Heav'n's perfections and the strength of Grace He guards his charge from ills and doth undo Hel's plots and snares and stops his fury too And were it not for such an Angel's guard To shun Hel's snares a Saint would find it hard What owe we then unto Heav'n's Love that sends So good a Nurse that Man so frankly tends So evil Men ill Daemons wait upon Who joy to see them in Hel's Races run They have their several charges too and they Also upon their charge attend alway Each seeks his charge to hale to TOPHET even As the good Angel to bring his to Heaven Sometimes these Genii bodies take and then Themselves they do exhibit unto men For Bishop Bruno heard a voyce cry thus No Bishop I am thy ev'l Genius E're long I 'le fetch thee and e're long indeed A Roof fell down upon his cursed head So Marcus Brâ—tus his ev'l Genius spy'd Whose Fate presag'd the night before he dy'd Cassius Parmensis saw a Daemoa that With horrid looks presag'd his evil Fate Who being asked what he was he thus Reply'd I am thy evil Genius Good Men likewise have their own Genii seen And with them also conversant have been Bâ—din relates a story of a Man Who was directed by his Guardian Angel at all times who forewarn'd him still That he prevent it might of any ill That threat'ned him or if he did not well He by some sign him of it still would tell And ev'ry morning such his holy care Was him awak'd and stir'd him up to prayer And every night he in a dream did shew Those accidents that should next day ensue So that he was fore-armed still and thus Preserv'd till Death by his good Genius One Iacob Behre a very pious Man By prayer obtain'd an Angel Guardian Which both himself and 's Wife saw every Night About their Bed like to a shining Light Such is God's Love and such the Angels care That we as children they as Nurses are I do believe that there are many now That by the guidance of their Angels go Steer as they do direct are guided by And have converse with their own Genii And tho men may not often see their own Genii and though themselves they have not shown Often unseen they act and do direct Our actions and us from Hel's harms protect They do inspire us and as God commands Sometimes they help sometimes with-hold their Hands Good Angels help good men the evil still Entice and draw them to the pits of ill Most men are by Good or ' ill Genii led In all their actions tho they 'r undescry'd Therefore behold within the Globe I paint An Angel Guardian waiting on a Saint An evil Daemon which another leads Who in the pathes of sinn and Tart'rus treads But the deep Magic of each mystic Sphear We shall below at full describe not here We here proceed shall tho in homely garb To shew the Myst'ries of this outer Orb. 〈◊〉 This Woâ—ld from th' inward Worlds its being gat And of their natures doth participate The curse with blessings good with bad doth blend Both Centres hither do their forces send This is the stage on which both act 't is here Their influence and power doth appear This is the field in which these powers do band And strive which of them may Man's heart command This is the receptacle here below For Heav'n and Hell their Wonders both to shew So that here is as 't were conjoyn'd in one Both Sodom Aegypt and Ierusalem The Devil crafty in his hellish art Rejoyced much to see this World produc'd From two more inward beings now he us'd His utmost skill and it stood him upon This World's and Adam's soul in union For to conjoyn For well he thereby knew A place of pleasure should to him accrew Infernal Spirits find some ease when they Imbody in some earthly bodies may The herd of Swine they 'd rather enter than Return into their smoaky hole agen Leaving their fiery Centre they as 't were Come forth of prison for to take the ayr Here they disport themselves and closely lurk With eagernesse to do their fathers work Which is to draw th' immortal Souls of men For to inhabit their Sulphurious den The Devils tremble when they think upon This outward Fakrick's dissolution For then more strictly shall they wrapped be In their own Centre to Aeternity This wily Serpent all his craft did use His poyson th'row this Earth for to diffuseâ— Which he no way effect could b' Adam's lapse Only a way is made He him intraps Assaults his free-will doth expose to view This World 's rare beauties when 't was formed new Shews him the tree forbid whose dangling fruit So pleasing with a new made creature suit He well knew would This was the only gate By which he hop'd to overthrow him at He knew beâ—orehad the sad consequence Of Adam's â—all Therefore he strives from whence He waâ— created to attract him and Thereby to lessen him of his Command Adam was King sole Pâ—ince and Lord of all The Eaâ—th but lost it by his fatal fall Sathan knew he millions of Souls should gain By this meanes to encrease his hellish train And hop'd it may be for to conquer all That should produc'd be on this earthly Ball If Adam should not fall he likewise knew He in this World should nothing have to do But should be banish'd quite which is the state Is promised for which the Angels wait To see Hel's power banish'd Heâ—v'n's alone To have with this World's Spirit union Then shall the curse be fled and Paradise To flourish here we shall see with our eyes But Adam's fatal lapse from what to what In briâ—f my slender Muse shall now relate Th' Aeternal one or th' one Original Th' internal World's which Principles we call Or his right hand or left hand Wrath oâ— Love Considering doth with his Spirit move On them what Images there Spiritual Were he gave them substance corporeal And by his Fiat this great Machine made Of nought and in such