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A02622 Time is a turne-coate. Or Englands three-fold metamorphosis VVherin is acted the pensiue mans epilogomena, to Londons late lamentable heroicall comi-tragedie. Also a panegyricall pageant-speech or idylion pronounced to the citie of London, vpon the entrance of her long expected comfort. Written by Iohn Hanson. Hanson, John, fl. 1604. 1604 (1604) STC 12750; ESTC S118582 34,101 89

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sword The Harbinger of Death sent from the Lord. These sad euents arose and came to passe As it befell to old Diagoras Who when his sons th' Olympian games had won Casting their garlands in their Trophees done About his necke the mens applauding voyce And rare delight did make his heart reioyce But while his soule repleat with chearefull grace Was stung by Death ere he mou'd from the place Euen so whilst thou in Pleasures gardens stood Thy siluer lakes were turn'd to brookes of bloud Thy flouds of ioyes were turn'd to seas of teares And lightsome Mirth to interrupting Feares Thus cast from top of climing Dignitie Into the depth of darkest miserie The hungrie Earth deuour'd thee vp alas As Corah Dathan and Abiram was Thy Anthemes Trophees and thy Excellence Were swallowed vp by starued Pestilence Thou wert consum'd with Death on euery side As bold Belshazzar was amidst his pride Nought but Threnodiae danc'd amidst thy throng Whereat Time wet his cheekes and slunke along Corrupted London Sinke of Surquedrie Thou that supports this yoke of miserie Impos'd vpon thee by th' Almightie Lord For the reiecting of his sacred word His Minaces brought no remorce to thee But sleptst secure in beds of Luxurie Feeding thy Will with Pleasures lustfull beite Did cast thy Soule the huskes of slie Deceit The Prophet Ionah Troubler of the sea Sent by heau'ns King to sinfull Niniue So soone as he approch'd her streets so wide With vehement speech in vengefull spirit cride O Niniueh thy monstrous facts auoyde In fortie dayes else shalt thou be destroyde Then King and Commons ioyntly did agree With humbled hearts and zealous feruencie In mourning sackcloth seriously to pray The worlds chiefe Iudge his burning wrath to stay The brutish Animals which harmelesse be VVere taxed with this generall penaltie VVith bleeding soules and drearie countenance The glorie of the Highest did aduance Sincerely turning to Submission That he might turne from them Destruction So sweet attonement Mournings did affoord Restrain'd the stroke of his two-edged sword Not fortie dayes but fortie yeares and more Wherein thou mightst thy grieuous sinnes deplore Thousands of Ionahs sent by heau'ns great Lord In thee resolu'd to preach his sacred word Bonarges thundering in euery street Thy deafe-charm'd sins would not his voice regreet But Mole-like plung'd in slauish Lusts content On which the Lord inflicts a punishment As wise Martha the Syrian Prophetesse With Marius caried through his wars successe By Necromancie in her Sacrifice Presag'd the trophees of his victories But once not tolerating her aduice He bought the day too deare with bloudie price So God hath sent his Angels from aboue Still to be resident with his sacred loue Preaching the tidings of celestiall Ioy Which warres nor pestilence can ere destroy He conquered Death and in his conquering brought Life in thy death yet thou setst him at nought Till he in wrath thy stubburnnesse conuicts On grieuous sins most grieuous plagues inflicts Foule noysome crimes in euery corner swarme Deadly-infectious wickednesse doth harme In euery house and loose-led Families Are fostred vp these dainn'd enormities These take their place as chiefe commanding all Amongst thy precepts Oeconomicall Pride Murther Auarice Vsurie Deceipt With sauage Sodomie hels alluring baite Blasting Blasphemie Rape and Crueltie These are the Actors in thy Tragedie Shrowding Tractates of viperous Poperie Vnder the shades of ciuill Pollicie Reiects the tidings of heau'ns Messengers And quite subuerts the sacred Ministers Thy Widowes mourne opprest by cruell might Thy Orphanes weepe dis-franchis'd of their right Thy Trades Mechanicall are tax'd so hie With Rent and Lease they fall to penurie With craft thou grindst the faces of the poore To feed thee fat while they starue at thy doore Thou sitst in silke and costly soft array And viewes thy brother perishing in the way With pinching cold lye shiuering on the ground To sow him coates no Dorcas can be found When thou perceiu'st thy friends Extremitie Traduc'd to Want by Fortunes casualtie Nescio thou ' criest no Mercie canst thou show No streames of Pitie from thy heart will flow To his penurious Lacke no succours sends When wealth declines thy flattering friendship ends Xanthippus dogge condemnes thy sauagenesse Who when his master iourneyed on the seas Swam by his ship euen from the shoarie sand Till he arriu'd in Salamina's land And left him not till he the citie spied With wearied lims then laid him downe and died Thy Friend thou leauest in his deepe Distresse Wrapt in the waues of endlesse Carefulnesse Scorning Compassion no Comfort bring But as the Swallow Herald of the Spring Will sing with vs while Sommers beautie lasts But takes her flight when Winter breath 's his blasts So while his Sommers-flourishing wealth doth flow Most firme in Friendship thou thy selfe wilt show And wilt conuerse in smooth-fram'd words each day Thy toung pronounce suppos'd Apocripha When Fortunes freezing frownes benum his store Thou art a Stranger he thy Friend no more Thus weakest Wants the smallest Succors gaine The nakedst Need the latest Helps obtaine How true is that which may be answered then More kindnesse oft is showne by Dogs the Men. Thou studiest still Inuention to suffice And deckst thy selfe like Protean Prodigies In monstrous shapes and garish rude attire Deuotes thy soule to swelling Prides desire In worldy ioyes consumest euery day With Zeale affoording scarce an houre to pray That christall Ice which lends my bodie light Hath bene dissolu'd to teares depriu'd of sight My hart-strings broke with dolorous complaint My soule hath mourn'd in forcible constraint When I haue ambulated longst the street And oft this Monster haue I chanc'd to meet A Britaine borne bedight Castilian-wise A Ganle in shape a Thuscane in disguise His brauerie lin'd with enuious Pride at least A Man in forme in facts a brutish Beast O that Heraclitus were resident To powre foorth streames of teares in sad lament For Albions virgins who from Grace do slide Surpassing Sions Daughters in their pride Prides shop it selfe full fraught with Fopperie May patterns draw from their Varietie As Helens shape the wofull wracke of Troy Was brauely limned by Apelles boy In rich attire and sumptuous shining gold Yet foule in face not amorous to behold So some resemble Helens picture here That bigly brag in gorgeous garments deare But nothing beautifull to Reasons eye Patch the defects of Natures pouertie Adorne with silkes infuse them with perfumes Like ietting birds bedeckt with others plumes How canst thou thinke thy sins growne vp so hie With haplesse hope t' escape Impunitie Canst thou resolue that God will spare his hand To view such Hydra's fostred in thy Land No no his Wrath consumes like smoking fire Thou liest as Flaxe before his burning ire He 'le crop thee of from full Maturitie And cast thee foorth to bitter Miserie At his command the sword shall ruinate Thy gates shall mourne and streets be desolate Thy Citie grone enthral'd with deepe distresse