shore An heap of bodies shipwrackt on the sea I write and having written I destroy Because my lines have bounds but not my joy So joyes the Pilot that hath scap't a grave In the swell'd bosome of an angry wave And after all his shipwrack't hopes at last Doth in that port his joyful anchour cast Which hath occasioned many pious aires And been the subject of his serious praiers Can fate present What after this I can call discontent More proud am I of this than Phaeton When Phoebus flaming chariot he did guide Before he knew the danger coming on Or else than Jason when from Colchos he Returned with the fleeces victory Then on his neck shedding a shower of joy That ten-years travell'd Greek return'd from sea Nere joyd so much to see his Ithaca Pouring himself into embracements Loosing himself in Labyrinths of joy So joy'd Andromeda freed from her chaines And the grim monster His breast scarce holds his joyes whose fancy works On golden wonders I know not whether I then was more compos'd of joy or joy of me for I seemed not merty but mirth it self As glad as was the wandering youth of Greece When he from Colchos brought the golden fleece Like sea-men that descry the land at last For whose glad sight they get the hatches under And to the Ocean tell their joyes in thunder Shaking those barnackles into the sea At once that in the wombe and cradle lay As Nymphs and Shepheards when the timbrell rings Or crooked Dolphin when the saylour sings Whose joy and mirth Transcends the united pleasures of the earth What angels tongue can let The world conceive our pleasures when we met Who could have seen how that kind Roman dame Orecome with joy did yeild her latest breath Her son returning laden with such fame When thankful Rome had mourned for his death Might have beheld her personated right When I approached to sight Like as a man whose hourely wants implore Each meals relief trudging from doore to doore That hears no dialect from churlish lips But newes of Beadles and their torruring whips Takes up perchance some unexpected treasure New-lost departs and joyful beyond measure Is so transported that he scarce believes So great a truth and what his eye perceives Not daring trust fearing it is some vision Or flâ—ttering dream deserving but derision I am too narrow to contain my joy The Merchant when he plowes the angry seas And sees the mounting billowes fall upon him As if all elements and all their anger Were turn'd into one vow'd destruction Shall not with greater joy embrace his safety My joy cannot shew it self modest enough without the badge of bitternesse my tears My plenteous joyes Wanton in fulnesse seeke to hide themselves In drops of sorrow Imparadis'd An extasie of joy Drunken with joy Ready to leap out of their skin Glove Whose fine proportion showed well what a dainty guest was wont to be lodged therein The hands sheath Glutton v. Voluptuous That dis-people all the elements to please their palates That impoverish seas And aire dispeople their proud tast to please That greedy tyrant to obey Who varies still his tribute with the day His health by surfets forfeiting Veâ—st only in the kitchen Alchimy Philosophy To tire their glutted appetite Chain'd by the teeth unto their meat and drink Digging his own grave with his teeth Witty and ambitious appetite Three elements at least dispeopled be To satisfie judicious gluttony Nice palates Knowing stomachs That never fast but presently after dinner The whole world is his confectionary Banquet beagles That wears his brains in his belly That cannot judge the controverted câ—se Twixt meat and mouth without the bribe of sauce That gull the seas Their witty appetite to please That eat The heads of parâ—ets tongues of nightingales The brains of peacocks and of ostriches And could they get the Phoenix Though nature lost her kind she were their dish Apicius Geta Galba Vitellius Heliogabalus Sybarites Abderites Sardanapalus Goates The bearded heard The wanton flocks The bleating flocks Which powle the steepest mountains motly rocks God Almighty essence arbiter of fate Who wisely governs what he did create Whose unresisted hands do tear The clouds with dreadful thunder The great Disposer The gâ—eat director of the rolling stars Emperour of Angells King of stars The great Creatour To whom nothing's so great as to resist nothing so smal as to be contemned The first and last of things Whose great arme spans the East and West And tacks the center to the sphear The great Three-one That sees the secret chambers of the heart And with his knowledge can prevent our thoughts Goodnesse's eternal fountain Searcher of the heart The spirit that all the world maintains And the poiz'd earth in empty aire susteins Great self-subsisting nature One accent of whose breath hath power To ruine heaven and earth and in an houre To build a thousond more The worlds great Architect That his mansion hath on high Above the reach of mortal eye All living creatures that doth feed And with full hand supply their need That with his miracles doth make Amazed heaven and earth to shake That by his all commanding might Did fill the new-made world with light Gods Eternal beings Awfull powers Immortal essences Heavâ—nly dwellers The blest Celestials The deathlesse powers Heaven imbowred Gods That on immortal thrones reside Heavens tenants that in heavenly Halls Haveblest abodes Ever-being states The heavenly housed powers Skie-thron'd powers Heaven-housed states Deities Immortal Synod of the glorious skie That do the fates eternal courses know And tell of things to come That have the power To trouble or compose all things below their bower The powers that never vary state Immorral guests Which with Ambrosia and Nectar feast Great Berecynthia's deathlesse prâ—geny To Go up and down To keep their pathes To apply their steps To taske their steps to To divide their nimble paces To taske the feet Direct the steps Gold Pretious dirt Fairer dunghill Mechanick trash Jove knew thee when he courted Danaae And Cupid wears thee on that arrowes head That still prevailes On Ida once the Martial maid Venus and Juno did to mortal eyes Naked for thee their sacred bodies show The bait of avarice The glittering oare India's rich bowels Tagus Pactolus sands The misers God The general charme Bright son of Sol much brighter than his father The golden ore That lies on Tagus or Pactolus shore That pure sand The Indians find upon Hydaspes strand The golden apples of the Hesperides The golden fleece The Golden number Golden rule Bills of this metal slackt At'lanta's pace And on the amorous youth bestow'd the race Venus the Nimphs mind measuring by her own Whom the rich spoiles of cities overthrown Had prostrated to Mars could well advise Th' adventurous lover how to gain the prize Nor lesse may Jupiter to gold 〈…〉 For when he turn'd himselfe in 〈…〉 Who can blame Danaaeor the bâ—â—â—en tower That they withstood not th'
in midst of Tanais did lie Padus or Rhodonus he would be drie Worse than any comes From the fel aspects foul infectious gummes Which doth breath â—â—aths secret errand What an hot summer's â—n my bosome That all my bowels crumble up to dust Bid winter come â—d thrust his icie finger in my maw Or let all riveâ—s take their course Though my burnt veins intreat the North To make his bleak wâ—nds kisse my parched lip â—â—d breath me some cold comfort v. Hot. Prayer â—â—ous airs pious orgies pious orisons â—â—ch was Deucailon such was Pyrrha's prayer To Themis drown'd in water and despair To â—ear the trembling hands Then to the stars his hands advancing cryes To throw the eyes to heaven He vows to heaven addrest With eyes and hands to heaven advanc'd he prayes In accents cloath'd with reverence With such a fervent grace as if Devotion had borrowed her body to make of it self a most beautifull representation with her eyes so lifted to the Skies as if they had begun to flie thitherward 〈◊〉 take their place amongst their fellow stars To pay our pious debts to heaven Tâ— pour out the eyes in a petition The Churches banquet angels Godâ— breath in man returning to his birth The soul in paraphrase heart in pilgrimage The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth Engine against the Almighty sinners tower â—â—versed thunder Christs side-piercing spear Gâ—â—dnesse of the best Heaven in ordinary man well drest The milkie way the bird of paradise Church bells beyond the stars heard the souls blood The land of spices something understood To invade gods ear with welcome importunity Prayse â—welling encomiums elogiums To strew praises in their way â—o exalt unto the stars Prejudice The Jaundies in the eyes of the soul V. Forms of commending Presently Before the air had cool'd his hasty breath Ere the quick motion of the eye Sooner than thought could change its present object Pride The Magistrate of sins That solemn vice of greatnesse That rude vice Of ignorance and pitied greatnesse Primrose The first born issue of the â—eeming spring The eldest children of the spring The springs maidenhead The firstlings of the winter year The first appearing beauties of the Spring The springs first Infants Prison Prisoner The grave of the living the worms that gnaw them their owâ— thoughts house of meager looks and ill smells where to be out aâ— elboows is in fashion and a great indecoâ—um not to be thread bare Where a doublet with buttons is more out of fashion than trun lâ— breeches wearing out their life like an old suit the faster the better it teacheth much wisdome too late and a man had better bâ— a fool than come thither to learn it So cursed a piece of land that the son is ashamed to be his fathers heir in it Banisht at home The dunghill of the Law upon which are thrown the ruines of the Gentâ—y and the nasty heaps of decayed bankrupts The University of poore Schollars wherein three arts are chiefly studied to pray to curse and to write Letters A place where all the inhabitants are close fellows and fast friends sure men and such as you may know where to have them A â—enement which none will take over their heads Old men and young men there are much alike for neither go far Prodigies v. Omens Profound v. Obscure Craving a mind from earth and ignorance refin'd Promercheus That fetâ—ht from heaven the living fire That on the Scythian mountains snowie top Doth th' Eagle with his growing liver feede Jâ—peâ—us bold son that brought from heaven The sparke of life from Phaebus chariot wheele For which on Câ—ucasus he chained lies And with his heart the eagle satisfies Shaper of man Prophecie Prophet His brest Was by a prophecying rage possest And the included God inflam'd his mind To have an entheated breast Enthusiastick Gods interpreter Toucht with adiviner fire Sees long before what others will admire Many years hence Whose words are oracles Whose soul receives a clear and holy light Convey'd by the still visions of the night Heavens familiars Entrusted with heavens secrets Gods sacred heralds Inspired Soules Sacred Bards Proserpina Bright Empresse of th' Elysian sâ—â—des Ceres fair daughter Queen of Erebus The Lady of the infernal ghosts Persephone Tâ—e Stygian goddesse Queen of Phlegethon Pluto's sad wiâ—e The sad fac'd Goddesse Hecate By Dis stollen from the plains of Sâ—cily V. Ovid. Met am lib. 5. Prosperity That lolle on beds of roses Flowing in a golden swim â—ladulgent fortune smiles on him Finding no want of any thing but want Living in fortunes sunshine A prosperous gale â—anns courteous wind upon the swelling sayle V. Happy Fortunate Protesilaus By instinct of fate The first that fell in Greece and Tâ—oy's debate That boldly leapt on the Sygaeum shore Deceiv'd by sly Ulysses who before Appear'd to have trod upon the fatal strand But lighted on his shield first thrown to land Proâ—eus Gray prophet of the sea Tâ—â— juggling sea-god Blew scalie god that in the sea doth range Who now a man a lion now appears Now a fell boar a serpents shape now beaâ—s A bull with threatning horns now seems to â— Now like a stone now like a spreading tree And sometime like a gentle river flows Sometimes like fire averse to water shows Proud v. Ambitious Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in his eyes Misprising what they look on Which as he goes Kicâ—s at the earth with a disdainfull scorn Whose brow is cloath'd with proud disdain Upon whose surly brow state sits in scorn As if he meant to tear from heaven their stars If it be true the giants ere made war against heaven he had been a fit ensign-bearer of that company whose thoughts fly a pitch beyond ambition Looking at himself through a multiplying glasse and the bigger end of the prospective He that rides on a winged horse to tell him of his good parts shall come too late to bring him stale news of what he knew too well before One of tolerable parts but intollerable pâ—ide Pâ—re v. Bright Pure as the brightest beams shoâ— from the sun At his full heighâ— Pyrates That play the parts of tempests in the sea That with the sea contend to try Whether can shew a greater cruelty Sea-vermin Seas water rats That act the part of â—empests in the seas Pythâ—goâ—as The first that called himself Philosopher â—â—mian wiseman That held the transmigration of the soul â— first his Funies five years silence taught V. Ovid. Met. Lib. 5. Q. Quake v. Tremble â—s doth the trembling earth â— Beat by the sea Gods â—rident â— sudden fear unnerves his quaking thighs â— Phaeton when from the arched Skie â— earth at such a distance he did eye â— Europâ— quake when on the back â— the lov'd bull she rode A death resembling cold â—g'd her heart and vitall heat controll'd â—yblis quak'd when her repulse she heard â—â—ees unknitting one another strook â—yrtha entred to her fathers bed â—joynts pale horrour shook
That hath seen much but can discourse of more And with a pretty bold authority Challenge belief even when he tells a lie Trees v. Shade The shady screens The leavy covertures The birds leavy cage With bushy crowns and leavy hats Whose curled tops deny the heavens great eye To see the stock they were maintained by The standarts of the woods Muff'd with hoary mosse Under whose shade the Nightingale would bring Her chirping young and teach them how to sing The woods most sad musitians thither hie As if 't had been the Muses Castalie And warbled forth such elegiack strains As struck the winds dumbe That stretcht their branching armes That give a welcome shelter to the beasts When scorching summer them with heat infests Tremble v. Quake Fear She trembles like a lambe snatcht from the fangs Of some fell wolfe that dreads her former pangs Or as a dove who on her feathers bears Her bloods fresh streams and late felt talons fears So trembled Philomele in Tereus armes When she perceiv'd her now approaching harmes Like shaking corne which waveth with the wind And like a misshap'd letter I do stand Which hath been written with a trembling hand As the sea trembles when light winds do blow Oâ— waving aspes Triton Whose shrill shell-trumpet seas and shores do hear His snorting sea-horse doth bestride Thrusting his shell spurs in his brawny side The scaly herald of the sea Whose shells loud blast Blew floods affright his figure to his wast Presents a man the rest a fish before His monstrous breast the foaming furges roare Neptunes blew brother Triumph The laurel crownes their browes they Io sing And to the captiol their trophies bring In ivory chariot rides The glorious wardrobe of the victors show High pallaces are now with garlands dight And smoking incense turnes the day to night Now the white victimes by the axe are slain And with their purple blood the pavements stain The captive kings more to encrease the show Before the plumed horse do chained goe The subjâ—cts by loud shouts their love do shew Whilst all the way with sweetest flowers they strew The Vâ—ctors Temple crown'd with verdant baies The souldiers singing Io to his praise While in his ivory chariot drawn he goes Into the temple v. May's continuation of Lucan lib. 5. Troy Pâ—iams unhappy town The ancient city of Laomedon Ten years assaulted by the angry Greeks Laomedons rich city The God-built city Whose walls were built by the sweet harmony Of Phaebus harp Hectors native towne Unhappy Pergamus Distressed Ilium True Unquestioned as an oracle Undoubted verity True as the voice of Jove The Pythia from the tripos never gave A truer answer When this is false then truth it self may ly Trumpet The martial trumpet gives the bloody sound That gived the cruel noise The tragical Alarme A trumpetter is a man whose profession is not so worthy as to occasion insolence and yet no man so puft up His face is as brazen as his tumpet He is somewhat in the nature of a hogshead shrillest when he is empty No man proves life more to be a blast or himself a bubble and he is like a counterfeit bankrupt thrives best when he is blown up Truth Times eldest daughter Times wonted off-spring Upon her head she wears a crown of stars Through which her orient haire waves to her wast By which believing mortals hold her fast And in those golden cords are carried even Till with her breath she blowes them up to heaven She wears a robe enchast with eagles eyes To signifie her sight in mysteries Upon each shoulder sits a milk white dove And at her feet do witty serpents move Her spacious armes do reach from east to west And you may see her heart shine through her breast Her right hand holds a sun with burning raies Her left a curious bunch of golden keyes With which heavens gates she opens and displaies A chrystal mirrour hangeth at her breast By whâ—ch mens consciences are searcht and drest In her coach wheele Hypocrisie lies rackt And squinteyed slander with vain glory backt Her bright eyes burn to dust in which shines fate An Angel Ushers her triumphant gate Whilst with her fingers fans of stars she twists And with them beats back errour clad in mists Eternal unity behind her shines That fire and water earth and aire combines Her voice is like a trumpet loud and shrill Which bids all sounds in heaven and earth be still Turnings Meâ—nders writhings wheelings windings esses maâ—es whirâ—ings whiskings Twilight v. Evening Now to the day succeeds that doubtful light Which neither can be called day nor night The wavering light The doubtfull close of day Nor had night spread Her sable mantle yet though day was flâ—d That part of day in which we might Not speak a falsehood though we call'd it night Tyrant Whose law is will By which they governe spoile and kill That knowes no bounds but makes his powers his shores Themselves esteeme Made for themselves and all the world for them Whilst heavens great law given for their guide appears Just and unjust but as it waits on theirs Scruing up the pins of power too high Not cutting but ravelling out mens lives He seldome sleeps soundly having blood for his bolster His fancy presents him with strange masques Wherein only feinds and furies are actors The fright awakes him and he is no sooner glad that it was a dream but fears it is propheticall Having lived in other mens blood he commonly dies in his owne As if he had a quarrel at all mankind killing all he comes near Who what they cannot gain By fairer language Tarquin like constrain That can what soere he wills wills what he can To whom it is enough to be guilty to have power to be guilty Wanton cruelty knowing no Horizon Punishing not so much for hate or anger as because he felt not the smart of punishment Pleasing themselves in making others wrack the effect of their power Whose liking was his justice Sporting themselves in pains and making others praiers the argument of their victories Disdaining to obey any thing but his passion which he calls his mind Observing no formality but what passion suggests To whom the eloquence of hatred hath given revenge the face of delight Able to teach Tiberius craft and Nero cruelty His will is his God and power his law A man that can be as ill as he lists And loves to be as ill as he can and as much as any advancement can be got by it The red eyes of strain'd authority That with their humour onely can comply He keeps a constant kennell of blood hounds To accuse whom he pleaseth which will depose more than men an suppose He leaves nothing to his poor subjects they can call their own but their miseries Dancing pleasantly at the dolefull Dirty of dying groans Like Devils in flesh antidate hell in inventing torments Epicurising on poor mens pains Killing men for their wealth â—s the
where they before had stood Came listning on and every gladsome tree Link't with his neighbour to an unity Whisper their mutual joyes till they had made By their embrace an unexpected shade And all the wing'd musitians of the aire Hid in their branches make a close repaire That by their tunes they might learn how to sing And give a better welcome to the spring Whilst savage beasts that thither too were come Offerd themselves a thankful Hecatombe Though I dare not make title to that tree That growes upon the banks of Castalie Nor on Parnassus top had ever Theam Presented by the Muses in a dream Or with my teeth unbarkt the laurel graffe Yet can I lend the weaker brains a staff For their supportment till their riper wit Shall laugh to see they ever needed it Staffes cannot goe and yet enable him That wants assistance to his feeble limbe He that is lame and cannot move yet may Lie still and point to others out the way Many are dumb and know not how to break Their mind in words yet by mute signes can speak And talk so with their fingers that another May give that language which their dumbnesse smothers Though whetstones cannot cut at all they may Do service and make knives as sharp as they Themselves are blunt and they who cannot ring By jangling may toll better ringers in Candles see nought themselves yet lend a light VVhich in the dark gives others use of sight The height of my ambition and intent Is but to be a luckie instrument For others good and instruments we know Are usefull though themselves can nothing do Accept and use then this my book aspire Vnto the Mountains top blow up that fire VVhich yet is but a spark Prometheus stole From Phebus wheels what burns within your soul Then give it vent let it advance a flame VVhich may secure your and the Poets name From all the malice of invading time And conquer death with your victorious rime And though you may perchance meet some of those That in a Satyr of their dough-bak'd Prose Not able to reach further lash the horse They cannot sit and whil'st they rudely force Their waspish language to disgrace the fount The horse-hoof-made scorning the sacred Mount Too high for them to climb turn horse themselves And kick in vain as waves against the shelves Crushing their froth as dogs disturb the night With fruitlesse howling at fair Cynthia's light Whilst she untroubled still along doth glide More by their barking envy glorifi'd In that bright Carre their snarls cannot impeach As much above their malice as their reach Or like that fox who long with greedy eyes Did on the grapy clusters tantalise And last contents himself to call them sower Which he perceiveth plac'd above his power And these may tell you that the Poets be But the fomenters of of obscenitie Of lust and lewdnesse verse the Devils bait To draw youth on to what they else would hate Be not discourag'd Muses none despise That ever gave the Graces Sacrifice Such Majesty is couch'd in numerous layes They never understood which can dispraise 'T is true some spend their ill-disposed hour Onely the Virgin Muses to deflowr And in loose language make the Graces be Naked beyond the bounds of Modestie Who whilst with shamelesse ribaldry they sing Make Helicon a puddle for a spring Enough to make their reader one would think With blushing change the colour of their ink But must we cause some children idly play And cut their fingers throw our knives away Or cause when once their bellies full they eat No more but toy must we forgoe our meat What if some looser dames to painting fall Shall chaster Matrons have no face at all If some for lust their gaudie garments wear Shall modest Virgins all their cloaths forswear If some by faggots ruine do conspire Must our cold chimney therefore want a fire And shall Lycurgus cut down every vine Because some Thraoians did exceed in wine Shall we all modest pictures quite decline For the lascivious draughts of Aretine If that abuse could take away the right And lawfull use we scarce should use our sight Scripture may be abus'd and best things may By the same argument be cast away Though Caesar banish't Ovid far from Rome He kept Parthenious Virgil still at home All Poets are not vitious some there be Like Cato verse it yet with modesty And won to goodnesse by their verse can show More souls than many prose-Divines can do Crown'd with religious bayes for often those Are chain'd by numbers that contemn loose prose And those whose souls are come so near the gall Of bitternesse as to think stoicall What speaks Religion yet will dare to try The Poets popular Divinity And with a yielding fancy lend an ear To all that by the Poet preach't they hear Many have been which Pulpits did eschew Converted from the Poets reading pew And those that seldome do salute the porch Of Solomon will come to Herberts Church For as that English Lyrick sweetly sings Whilst angels danc'd upon his trembling strings A verse may find him who a Sermon flies And turn delight into a sacrifice Then let the Poet use his lawfull bait To make men swallow what they else would hate Like wise Physicians that their pills infold In sugar paper or the leaves of gold And by a vertuous fraud and honest stealth Cozen unwilling Patients into health Like winter fires that with disdainfull heat The opposition of the cold defeat And in an angry Spleen do burn more fair The more encountered by the frosty air Let your Phebean fires its flame advance Blown by the cold breath of chill ignorance And like Amphion build a lofty rhyme That shall outlast the insolence of time For there is hidden in a Poets name A spell that can command the wings of fame And maugre all oblivions hated birth Begin your immortality on earth And when more spreading titles are forgot And spight of all their lead and searcloth rot You wrapt and shrin'd in your own sheets shall lye As reliques fam'd for all posterity No envious time or age shall ever pierce The better marble of eternal verse Nine Muses can cammand the fatall three And make their baies out-live the Cypresse tree And though they part with breath they cannot die Whose name 's embalm'd in sacred Poesie For such are the proud miracles of verse They make men rise up from their drowsie herse And cause the grave deaths utmost spite but be A larger womb to immortality The Deities above and those below To the learn'd nine auspcious homage ow And they whose heads the lawrel chaplets bear Can charm the gods in either Hemisphere What is' t the Muses javelin cannot pierce When heaven and hell are master'd by a verse The Laurel staffe sway'd by a learned hand Carries more magick than that silver wand Heavens verger waves then that Medea shook When Aeson from the scalding bath she took Hot
and storms and cloudiness And were his eye balls into bullets turn'd He would in rage have shot them at his face Their eyes sparkling like the beaten flint Like Ajax Telamonius When he on sheep and oxen spent his fury Nor can he buckle his distemperd passion Within the belt of reason Like a tyled house on fire no coming near to quench it Had Narcissus lookt so when he was angry and seen his own face he could never have been in love with himself Fierce anger makes the blood grow hot Even as a fire-brand doth the seething pot And then thy flaming eyes sparkling forth fire Thou sayest and dost so in thy furious ire That mad Orestes dares swear such a fact None but a man stark mad ere durst to act All his flegm is turned into choler If God should have then armed him with thunder in 24. houres there had neither been tent nor pavillion As if all his humours had turnd choller His heart too great too great for his strait bosome grew Transported with his rage Like to the chafed bore whom eager hounds Have at a bay and terrifie with sounds With eyes confessing rage and eye-browes knit Her face as much as rage would suffer fair She stops and shaking her dishevelld hair So boyled Progne when she knew Her sisters rape His eyes blaze blood and fire He frowns with eyes that sparkle fire In whose red eyes two darted flames appeard The curses lighten from his lip So lookt great Agamemnon when he heard Calchas unwelcome prophecy Within his eyes a burning furnace glowes Death and destruction muster in his face Fretting like a piece of gumm'd velvet Who like the roaring of the furious wind Vents out the wild distempers of his mind v. Frown Angels The glorious Hosts of Heaven Nimble postes Immortall beings glorious essences wing'd wartiours Heavens harbengers and swiftest pursivants The sacred Tutors Guardians of the Saints Heavens-nobles courtiers Embassadours flaming powers Lofty exalted unspotted spirits glittering ranks The heavenly warders silver winged Legions That soar above heavens bright star spangled regions Wing'd intelligences winged heraulds watchmen legats Celestiall hierarchies Diviner Mercuries Heavens winged choristers carollers that warble out A silver ditty That spread their golden pinions Quick Postes that with a speedy expedition Fly to accomplish their divine Commission Twixt heaven and earth the true Interpreters Wing'd messengers of heaven radiant sons of light That can bestride the lazy puffing wind And sayle upon the bosome of the Aire fiery essences Answer v. to speak Hee did divide The portalls of his lips and thus replide To shape an answer Answerable Correspondent suting with ecchoing to holding proportion with v. Sandys Ovid. Metam lib. 7. pag. 262. Keeping pace with Ants. Industrious grain supporting crue which by troops haste from their hollow cells To get in harvest graving where they gone Their diligence even in a path of stone The lustiest swarms for their provision range The sick and old wait at their thrifty grange â—'unload the burthens and lay up the store 〈◊〉 their great garner biting yet before â—f every grain lest kept so warm below â—mid the world it after sprout and grow The little pattern of great pain Lugs in her mouth her load of grain the thrifty Ant In plenty hoards for time of want Antiquary That finds all the ruines of wit in the rubbish of old Authours â— man strangely thrifty of time past and hath an unnaturall disease â—o be enamoured of old age and wrinckles and loves all things as â—utchmen do cheese for beeing moldie a broken Statue would almost make him an idolater His estate consists most in shekles and Roman coynes printed books he contemns as a novelty of this â—atâ—er age bur dotes on a manuscript and would give all his wealth for a Book of the old Romane binding or six lines of Tully in his own hand His chamber is commonly hung with strange beasts skins and is a kind of charnell-house of bones extraordinary Rescuing the prey from the teeth of time making an Hue and Cry for Cities that are run away and by certain marks and tokens pursuing to find them If he meet with an old manuscript which hath the mark worn out of its mouth and hath lost the date yet he can tell the age thereof either by the Phrase or Character Apollo v. Phoebus Latona's bright-haird son The laureat God Unshorn deity The Delian God The Lycian Delphian Clarian Leucadian deity The master of the Delphian oracle Sacred Soractâ—'s God The Roseate God President of verse By whose instructive rayes are seen What is what shall be or hath ever been Immortall verse from his invention springs And how to strike the well concording strings With all the use of hearbs The Patron of that Spring Where in calm peace the sacred Virgins sing April v. Spring When first the Spring dissolves the mountain snow And Western winds upon the waters blow When with his golden horn bright Taurus opes The chearfull year Venus blith moneth when temperate breath Gives to the glad field fruitful birth When proud pide April drest in all his trim Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing That heavy Saturn laughs and leaps with him The summers front When Nightingales do hush the silent night And a wild musick burthens every bough Arabia Natures great shop of spices Where sweet Panachâ—an gums and choice perfumes Of unctious nard which with their spicie smoake Perfume the neighbour aire till it doth choke v. Sweet smelling The greedy sence Where the Sabean vapours as they fly v. Phenix Perfume with sweets the mornings majesty The glowing East Where the rare Phaenix builds her spicy nest And burnes her self making one narrow roome Her urne her nest her cradle and her tombe Arbour v. Shade Shady screene leavie shade leavy coverture A place to shun The scorching fury of the sun Leavy bulwark from the suns invasion Leavy vaile The shelter from the suns offensive rage Shady rampier Where shadowes seem to wooe The lovesick passenger to come and sit And view the beauties Nature stroes on it Arachne To whom Minerva gave a fatal doome For her contending at the skilful loome The Nymphes of Tmolus oft their vines forsook The fleek Pactolian Nymphes their streams to look On her rare works nor more delight in viewing v. Sandys transl Ovid Metam l. 6. The done done with such grace then when a doing The bold Maeonian maid that durst compare With Pallas at the weaving trade Argonautes Those daring Heroes that brought back to Greece The wealthy purchase of the golden fleece Whose glittering Argo sayles amongst the stars Jasons bold mates Argus Ios jealous guard Whose hundred eyes his heads large circuit star'd Whereof at once by turns two only slept The others watcht and still their stations kept Ariadne By whose directing clue Theseus the Cretan monster slue Unhappy bride of perjur'd Theseus Whom Bacchus graced with the Cnossian crown Minos faire daughter
Aristorle v. Learned Atlas of learning Magazin of arts That walking library Great Alexanders Tutors The learned Stagyrite Monarch of sciences That ruled as he thought fit The whole monopoly of wit Soul of philosophy Natures great torch Plate's great scholler Great Register of Natures secrets Armes Delicious armes In whose white circle love writ all his charmes Faire Cynthia wisht his armes might be her sphere Grief makes her pale because she moves not there Sweet fleshy prison Whose sweet embraces might quicken death Whiter than Juno's were sufiduing charmes The ivory prison of her armes Loves swathing bands Happy bondage Cupids shâ—kles Armes Armour Harness habilaments greaves guyses van-brasse pouldron coâ—selet gantlet curasse shield helmet sallet target burganeâ— â—uâ—rions tates Enclosed about With glittering walls of steele Hous'd in steele cas'd box'd in armes coated in mayle Arrow v. Swift The feathered wood outruns the hunting eye And cuts a passage through the yeelding skie Whose sharpned point cleaves the divided aire The bows swift messenger with an angry errand Artificial That net of brasse which Vulcan did bestow About the guilty bed could never show Such art Natures ape Here went beyond her copy in the shape Where art and miracle draw equal breath Others men wonder at but this adore VVhere art it self might go to schoole And all her skill taught hence to this referre Asse That slow dull creature which doth learn far more By punishments than precepts That beast which old Silenus doth bestride VVhen he amongst his Nimphs and Satyrs rides Assent VVith glad alowance gave his counsel eare To give a yeelding obedient eare Astonisht v. Amazed VVhose soul is gone upon some serious etrand And left the corps in pawn till it come back Amated stupified To stand like stags at gaze Stand as with ghosts affrighted The understandings extasie Intranced soul Astraea VVhich when the other goddesses were gone Remained in the hated earth alone The glittering Virgin of the Zodiack Just Virgin goddesse That bears the equal sword Astronomer Register of heaven privie counsellour to the planets A breathing almanack The heavens notary Star-cleark Star-divine That walks along the lofty stars And backs the clouds sitting on Atlas crown That stars prophtick language understand That know aright The Gods and all the orbes to whom for fight Of planets and the motions of each star Not great Egyptian Memphis might compare That wisely studious are To trace the motions of each star How swift they travel and how far That with their Jacobs staffe can walk to heaven VVhose eyes dismount the highest spheare That bores And threads the sphears with his quick piercing mind He views their stations walks from doore to doore Surveyes as if he had design'd To make a purchase there he sees their dances Their full-eyed aspects and their secret glances That search the courses of the rolling spheares That audit of the stars have made Have measured heaven conceived how earths thick shade Eclypst the silver browes of Cynthia bright And her browne shadow quencht her brothers light The true Endymions that embrace above Upon mount Latmos their imperial love Great Queen of heaven about whose bed for guard Millions of archers with gold shields do ward True Atlasses the pillars of the poles Empyreal pallace that send Their spies to see what 's done in every spheare Keeping their state intelligences there The hungry star-fed tribe well skil'd in heavens Physiognomy Talmud Albumazer and Erra Pater That know the heavens as if they had been there And helpt each Angel turn about his spheare The earthly Godfathers of heavenly lights And give a name to every fixed star That to the heavens direct their curious eyes And send their minds to walke the sparious skies That walk by Cynthia 's light and lift their eyes To view the ordered armies of the skies The heavens they measure with imagin'd lines And when the Northern Hemispheare declines New constellations in the south they find Asswage To calme still quiet sing asleepe to lullaby slake coole compose to give allay pacifie Atheist v. Wicked That knowes no God more mighty than his mischiefes Whose wickednesse is grown to such an height As makes the earth groane to support its weight That pursue Deeds after which no mischief can be new To whom murthers are but resolute acts and treasons matters of greater consequence Doing such things as might the Devil shame Which if in hell no other pains there were Makes men fear hell because they must be there Replenisht villain Abstract of all vice Stigian quintessence for whose sinful sake Schoolemen new tenements in hell must make Whom neither law Of God or man can keepe in aw Fearing that God he flouts at and dreading that deity which he denies Athens The city nam'd by Pallas Minerva's sacred city The learned noursery of Greece Mopsopian Gecropian University Erecthaean towers Pallas beloved city Atlas Whose brawny shoulders boulster up the stars Where Titans panting steeds his chariot steepe And bathe their fiery feâ—locks in the deepe Knocking his browes against heavens brazen doore Whose lofty pillars tack Heaven to the earth Which shrouds His airy head in hanging clouds He that the noble burthen bears And on his back supports the sphears Attend. Attentive To hear with such attention As if they heard the inquired oracle Pronouncing of thair fare As if the words they heare Were not received but grafted in the eare And with a greedy eare Devoured up his discourse To hear with sucking ears Eare was al their sence To drink with thirsty ears The soul climbes up into the eare With double ravishment She hung uppon his melting lips attent With greedy ear she hung Upon his words dropt from his melting tongue With due attention lent a chained eare The soul dwelt in the ears A melting eare Prepared for soft attention To tye chain linke lock the eares unto the tongue Still silence did enlarge the eare For quick attention The soul is planted in the ear Every sense made hast to be all ear The greedy ear clings to the speakers lips Avarice v. Covetousness Augurs That lightnings motions understand Birds flight and entrals op't Who divine by sight Of slain beasts entrals and the various flight Of birds Aurora v. Morning The blushing goddesse which doth sway The dewie confines of the night and day Who fâ—om the glowing East displaies Her purple doores and odoriferous bed VVith plenty of dew-dropping roses spread VVhich as she in her lightsome chariot rides Scatters the light from off her saff on wheeles Aged Tithonus beaureous wife Memnons fair mother The Muse patronesse Autumn Pomona loads her lap with delicates Winter begins to chide away the flowers Smeard with crusht Lyaeus blood The sober mean twixt youth and age more staid And temperate in summers wain repaires His reverent temples sprinckled with gray haires The evening of the year when the thresht sheaâ—e Looseth its grain and every tree its leaf When birds do cease their notes And stately forrests â—'on their
her Elixar of all Beauty Zeuxes his labour might have sav'd And made her stand for all that he did view When Venus beauteous pourtraiture he drew Beauty and Vertue have no other sphear Whose rare composure doth abstract the Story Of true perfection modellizing forth The height of beauty in whose face Nature and curious Art had done their best To summe that rare perfection which transcends The power of strong belief Narcissus change sure Ovid quite mistook He died not looking in a Chrystall brook But as those which with emulation gaze He pin'd to death by looking on this face When he stood fishing by some â—ivers brim The fish would leap more for a sight of him Than for the fly The Eagle highest bred Was taking him once up for Ganymed Naâ—ure by some device Had to her face transplanted Paradise A beauty that might free A ravisher and make adulterie No crime at all Nature did wondering stand At â—er own work Eclipsing all other objects The wealth she wore about her seemd to hide Not to adorn her native beauties pride Though there bright Pearls from Erythrean shores From all the Assyrian lakes the wealthy store Of silver Ganges and Hydapses shore And chearfull Emralds gathered from the green Arabian rocks were in full splendour seen Pale Onyx Jaspers of a various die And Diamonds darkned by her brighter eie The Saphyâ—es blew by her more azure veins Hung not to boast but to confess their stains The blushing Rubies seemd to loose their dye When her more Ruby lips were moving by It seem'd so well became her all she wore She had not rob'd at all the creatures store But had been natures self there to have showed What she on creatures could or had bestowed And Jupiter would revel in her bower Were he to spend another golden shower Whose eyes dart glowing raies Would thaw the frozen Russian to lust And parch the Negro's hotter blood to dust So the loose Queen of love did dress her eyes In the most taking flame to winne the prize At Ida. The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes Whose bright eyes rain influence Oft have we viewd In one heaven many stars but never yet In one star many heavens till now were met A breathing Star His orient cheeks and lips exceeding his That leapt into the water for a kiss Of his own shadow and despising many Dyde ere he could enjoy the love of any Had wild Hyppolity this beauty seen Pierc't with his darts he had enamourd been Nature wept when she saw her as undone And rob'd of all her treasure Aurora took him for her Cephalus Phoebe mistook him for Endymion Venus for her Adonis Each wandering eye inflam'd that lookt upon her A beauty in whose radiant eye Love sate enthron'd and full of Majesty Sent forth such glorious eye-surprizing rayes That she was thought the wonder of her dayes Repress those flames that furnace from thine eye They ravish with too bright a â—yranny The Diapason of all symmetry Incarnate Angel Mortall Venus Nature seald her the Charter at her birth Mirrour of heaven the wonder of the earth Beauty hath no Exchequer now but him And proud of many lives upon his gains And him she stores to shew what wealth she had In dayes long since Fairest peece of well formd earth As if she swaid an Empire in her face Nature her self did her own self admire As oft as she were pleased to attire Her in her native lustre and confess Her dressing was her chiefest comeliness Where every limb takes like a face One accent from whose lips the blood more warms Than all Medea's Exorcismes and charms He that since nature her great works began She made to be the mirrour of a man That when she meant to form some matchless limb Still for a pattern took some part fâ—om him And jealous of her cunning brake the mold In his proportion done the best she could If he discourse his lips such accents break As love turnd aire breaths from him as he speaks Makes Jove invent a new disguise In spight of Juno's jealousies Whose every part doth re-invite â—he cold decayed appetite â—hich shall be nurse as Juno swears â—o the next Cupid that she bear The onely scope â—f mens affections and their envied hope If ever jewels had cause to be proud it was with â—e wearing of them â—hey took the vaile of which her face had hid â—t which the very aire seemd to grow proud â—s when the Sun new breaks out of a Cloud To shine with greater fulgence Such the censorious Cynink might affect Though he had promised abstinence That beaâ—s the light about her and strikes dead With flashes of her eye Beautie which might an Angels envie move Enough for all the â—exe And make them proud to know 't is part of hers Whose feeâ— print the farewell of all beauty Beauty to teach beholders chastity On others Painters in their pictures bestow beauty Her beauty bestowed skill on the Painter The fair Embassadour of a fairer mind â— All that beheld her and all that could did behold her made â—heir eyes quick messengers to their minds to let them know they had seen the uttermost that could be seen and despair of ever meeting a fairer object All eyes degenerate from their creation That do not honour and adore her beauty She apparrel'd her apparrel Modell of Heaven triumph of Nature life of Beauty â—f there be any beauty left in others it is in their Eyes to whom her presence hath imparted it Sometimes mine eyes would lay themselves open To receive all the darts she could throw Sometimes close up with admiration As if with a contrary fancy they would preserve The riches of that sight they had gotten Or cast my lids as curtains over that image of beauty Her presence â—ad printed in them Beauty in which by all right all hearts and eyes â—hould be inherited Which in a definite compass sets forth infinite beautie Dead beauties heir Each night she impoverisheth her clothes To enrich her bed which might well scorn the shrine Of Venus whose clothes proud to be worn by her Eclypse a sun of beauty Beauty too much for patient â—ight Whose face carried such a lightning As none could look on nor would look off Diana apparelld in the garments of Venus Making each beholding eye A blinded mole or else a burning flye Beautie which pictured the curious eye would repeat An imaginary rapture of some transported Conceit ayming at in impossibility Dumb eloquence commanding without authority And perswading without speaking Working unwitting effects of wonder The red and white rose quarterd in her face A face that bears a wanton modesty and inticing Soberness Beauty not to be matcht but by the fairness Of her mind Where Nature doth with infinite agree The miracle of flesh and blood Able to make Hercules to turn the spit and Cleave his club to make the fire The withered Hermit fourscore winters worn Might shake off fifty looking in her eye Such beautie
Sun appears And yet it tains so shew'd her eyes in tears Her tears were black mourning to be her tears VVhich as she spake â—â—th from those shining Chrystal Cysterns brake â—stream of liquid pearl which down her face â—de milk white paths whereon the gods might tracâ— â—o Jove's high Court Love's Elixir â—stilling from the Limbecks of her eyes The Deluge drowning beauties woâ—ld â—â— wept th' Heliades their liquid amber â—ock as the dew upon the Damask Rose â—ho through that liquid pearl his blushing shows â—d when the soft air breaths upon his top â—om the sweet leaves falls easily drop by drop â—s by her Cheeks distilling from her eyes â—e tear for joy anothers room supplies â—â— if so many stars from thence had shot â—â— if the eyes had meant to wash themselves â—e they look'd on such Beauty â—â—urning pleasure delightfull sorrow â—eaâ—s themselves did seem to smile Seas of melting pearls That raine from beauties skie Lucifer The star that wakes The dewie morn and last the heavens forsakes The sea-bath'd Hesperus who brings â—ight on and first displayes his golden wings Radiant Lucifer who day â—â—lts and chaseth night away Heavens brightest star that first doth call The early morning out Dayes harbenger the hench boy of the Sun The father of the mornings purple-light The usher of the day The silver-wing'd post-boy of the Sun The ancient-bearer of the day That waves the standard of the glorius day Who leads the stars And dayes illustrious path prepares The star that ushers in the day The herald of the day Aurora's Harbenger The rosie watchman of the morn â—enus sacred messenger That bright star that last forsakes the skies Lucina The gentle goddesse that makes swift repair At the first hearing of child bearing prayer The midwife goddesse The President of birth That goddesse courteous to the swelling womb Lucretia Clear light of Romane chastity The Romane dame Whom force might ravish not the fact defame Chast wife of Collatine Mirrour of chastity Natures mistake when she did place The heart of man joyn'd to a womans face That Romane Matron which did choose no life Rather to have than live a ravisht wife Lust Wilder flames Haâ—e above the rage of dog-dayes Young desires Tinder for the sparks of hell The itchy warmth of the stew'd blood The savage heat loose affection Flame The unruly faction in the blood The unreclaimed savagenesse of blood Bestiall dalliance The heyday in the blood Unruly heat call'd love which truly is but appetite Lustfull That speaks not but from Aretine Con'd all his Prints Knows all the quirks within Loves labyrinth A profest critick in lechery Like Hercules whose lustfull sprite Kept heat for fifty maids one night Salamanders living in the fire of lust That will make her grave a brothell And tempt the worms to adulterate her carcasse A common tinder box a goat a floating goatish eye Incubus Succubns Stallion I do not think but were the pox a woman He would not stick to court it As if he hâ—d washed in Salmasis Whose blood like kids upon a plain Doth skip and dance Levalto'â— in each vein Whose breasts are swoln with the Venerian game â—d warm themselves at lusts alluring flame â—o daâ—e to ask as much as men can think â—d wallowing lie within a sensuall sink â— read no books but obscene Aretine â—o the loose laws of their wild blood obey â—enst with savage heat â—e to lxions shaggie footed race â—hen as the gaudy Nymphs pursue the chace He That makes a flying vow to every she â—full as Tarquin or base Messaline â—s the debosht Catamite A goat is cooler â—cking damnation from a strumpets lips That â—at nothing but Potato's Eringo's and Cantharides â—earying the night with wanton dalliance â—ore prime than goats or Monkies in their pride Whose eye â—rries withâ—â—'â— piercing adultery There is not chastity in any language without offence for to expresse his lust His soul is the Bawd to his body He is more violence to a modest ear than to her â—e deflowred Keeping a Sâ—ew in his heart Nothing is harder to his perswasion than a chast man and â—e makes a scoffing miracle of a maid The Pox onely converts them and that onely when it kills them With Fancy unconfinâ—d And lawlesse as the Sea or wind Lusty Lusty as the early day As the youthfull Morn As the flower of youth Lute v. Musick Musicks full interpreter Wabling harmony unfeathered Nightingale Lybia v. Africa Lycaon Savage Arcadian tyrant VVhose house when Jove had overtun'd VVith vengefull flames which round about him burn'd He frighted to the silent woods did flie Theiâ— howls and speech with lost endeavour tries His self like jawes still grin more than for food He flaughters beasts and still delights in blood His arms to thighs his cloths to brisles chang'd A wolf not much from his first form estrang'd So hoary haiâ—'d his looks so full of rape So fierie ey'd so terrible his shape Lyon The King the Emperour of beasts The Forrest King VVhom rage nor courage suffers for to flâ—e To lye His heart disguising with his tongue His heart doth give his tongue the ly The heart and tongue at jaâ—â—ing enmity M. Mad. FIt to drink good store Of pure unmix'd brain-purging Hellebore Frantick like those VVhich in the Orgies tread the frantick round Such was Agave when in pieces she Tore her son Pentheus So Athamas and Ino when the Snakes Crawl'd in their bosoms Scarce Master Mistresse of his her wit Like a bull By hornets stung whom scratching brambles pulll The soul eclips'd Like mad Grestes of his wits bereft Or Dido when Aeneas had her left Such fury as possess'd Phemonoe at Appius request Like those whom Bacchus hath inspir'd And touching with the vinie staffe hath fired Their bosomes heav'd from off the hinge Of his right reason unâ—un'd and jarring senses The Furies and distempered phantasie Like one of Bacchus frantick â—aging Nuns Or like a Tartar when in strange disguise Prepar'd unto a dismal sacrifice From reasons center straid Passion did invade Reasons coole seas and there prevailing made A strange distraction Many degrees beyond the power of Hellebore Magick v. Charmes Witch Man The worlds Epitome The mortal Angel That worme of five foot long The food of wormes and times devouring rust That heap of Atomes which with blood Nature hath kneaded into solid flesh That litle world of living clay Spark of heaven Inch of living earth Natures Epitome Manual Quintessence model of nature Walking tree with the rootes upward Moving walking compacted dust The worlds abridgâ—ment The manual of Gods glory The worlds contracted summe The litle All. The joynt patentee With smooth-fac't Cherubins Whos 's first estate Heaven copied from himself In whose frame the great Three-one advis'd And with a studied hand epitomiz'd The large volumnious and perfect story Of all his works In whose soul the all eternal drew The image of himself for earth to view With fear and wonder in whose soveraign eye He