her misdeeds That daâ—k shadow ever waiting on shining vertue That banquets in anothers miseries Epicure v. Glutton Voluptuous That â—ect which acknowledge no greater evill than pain nor hâ—gher blâ—sse than pleasure An easie soul made tender with delight Which thinks that he hath forfeited that houre That adds not to his pleasure or his power Epitaph In deathlesse verse Bestowing same on noble sepulchers The lying postscript of a perjur'd stone The sad elogium of a speaking stone Epithalaminm The Nuptial song Hymenaean verse Thou that dwell'st on Helicon That to men dost virgins hale With sweet flowred Margerum With a smiling look appear Let this day with pleasure spring Nimbly dance the flaming pine VVith good auguries come wed Like a myâ—tle ever green VVhere the Nymphs their sports pursue Come O with a willing mind Sunk in Thespian rocks where chill To the Bridegroome call the Bride As when closely creeping vines Chastest virgins you who may Make the aire with Hymen ring Fairest souls that shine more bright Than your nuptial tapers light And with deeper piercing dart Beams af love into the heart Modest Hymen dare not here At your sacred rites appear Blushing that his paler light Is by you eclips'd to night And your power far above All that presidents of love He his saffron robes neglects And his garlands disaffects All his tapers all his flowers All his fillets all his powers All the pleasures all the sweets That attend the geniâ—l sheets All his chains and loving bands He resignes into your hands Mâ—y soft joyes now you are wed Be the curtains for your bed May faire honour and delight Câ—own your day and blesse your night May your oft repeated kisses Bring with them as many blisses And the warm embrace of love Be soft as Downe on Venus Dove May the pleasures of your bed Pass the hairs upon your head And your joies out-vie the sand O thou faiâ— Uranias son Hymen O thy brows impale Take thy Safferon vail and come Yellow stocks of woollen weare Shrill Epithalamiums sing Shake in that fair hand of thine Those two to an happie bed On the shore of Cyprus seen Fostering it with Rosie dew Leave the Aonion Caves behind Aganippe's waters drill In Affections fetters tyde Claspes the Oake in amorous twines Taste the like another day Hymen Hymenaeus sing What 's that we see from far the spring of day Bloomd from the East or fair enameld May Blown out of April or some new Star filled with glorie to our view Reaching at heaven To adde a nobler Planet to the seven Say or do we not descrie Some Goddess in a Cloud of Tiffany To move or rather the Emerging Venus from the sea 'T is she 't is she or else some more divine Enlightned substance see how from the shrine Of holy Saints she paceth on Throwing about Vermillion And Amber spice â—ing the chaste Aire with fumes of Paradise Then come on come on and yield A savour like unto the field When the bedabled morn Washeth the ears of corn Lead on fair pair of Nymphes the whilest her eyes Guiltie of somewhat guild the straw-berries And cherries in her cheâ—ks ther 's cream Already spilt her rayes must gâ—eam Gently thereon And so create lust and temptation To surphet and hunger Help on her pace and though she lag yet stir Her homeward well she knows There is her heart where ere she goes See where she coms and smels how all the street Breaths Vâ—neyards and Pomgranates oh how sweet As a fir'd Altar is each one Breathing pounded Cynnamon The Phoenix nest Built up of odours burneth in her brest Who would not there consume His soul to cyndars in that rich perfume The while He burns to embers in the pile Hymen O Hymen tread the sacred ground Show thy white feet and head with marioram crownâ— Mount up thy flames and let thy torch Display the Bridegroom in the porch In his desires Towring more more disparkliâ—g than the fires Shew her how his eyes do burn And roul about and in their motion turn Their balls to ash heaps hast Or else to nothing he will wast Glide through the banks of virgins then and pass The showres of Roses luckie four-leav'd grass The whiles the clouds of younglings sing And drown you with a flowry spring Whilest some repeat Your praise and bless you covering you with wheat Whilest others do divine Blest be the Bride on which the Sun doth shine And thousands gladly wish You multiply as doth a fish Why theâ— on forward fair aspitious Bride And come upon the Bâ—idegroom like a tide Bearing down time before you hie Swell more and loose your selves imply Like streams which flow Encurld together and no difference show In their moâ—t silver â—un Into your selves like wooll together spun Or blend so as the sight Of two makes one Hermophradite Welcome at last unto the threshold Time Thron'd in a saffâ—on evening seems to chime All in kiss and so enter if A prayer must be said be brief The easie gods â—or such contempts have onely myrtle â—ods To stroak not strike fear you No more wild Nymphs than they would have you do But dread you more offend In that you do begin than end And now you are enterd see the codled cook Runs from his torâ—id zone to pâ—y and look And bless his dainty mistress see Now th' aged whisper this is she Who now must sway Us peace shield her she 's pretty yea and nay And the smiâ—k butler thinks it Sin in his wappery not t' express his wit Each striving to devise Some ginne to take her eyes Now if we must for Ceremony sake Bless a sack posset luck go with it take The night charm quickly you have spels And Magick for to end and hells To pass but such And with such torture as no God would grutâ—h To live there and for ever frie Yea and consume and grow again to die And live and in that case Love the damnation of the place To bed to bed sweet Turtles now and write This the long day and that the shortest night And yet though short for you for me I count this night as long as three Lying alone Estrige That drops her egs upon the naked land And wraps them in a bed of hatching sand Exposed to the wandering traveller And feet of beasts which those wild deserts tear Eternitie The soft down of Eternitie Unfathom'd circle Endless duration The boundless Ocean of conceit That great uncenterd vast circumference That knows no limits unconfined by time From all Eternitie Ere by the sphears times motions were created Ere the astonisht spring Heard in the Aire the feathered people sing Ere time had motion or the Sun obtaind His Province ore the day Ere the worlds great Creator did From the dark formless Chaos light divide Sâ—ablish eternal lawes to which he tide His creatures and himself and did divide The worlds set ages by unchanged fate When fea and earth and heaven was yet
unfram'd Ere nature had that face they chaos nam'd Ere Titan did the world with light adorn Or waxing Phoebe filld her wained horn Ere the self-poysed earth in the Aire was plaâ—'d Or Amphytrite the vast shore embrac'd To all Eternitie v. Ever Ethiopian Upon whose brow And curled locks the scorching sun doth show His lasting tyrannie A wainscot face Which in the clearest light Bears in his face still a continued night Whose face wears natures mask natures vizard That dive the bâ—iny seas For those gay things which so much fancy please Gods image cut in Ebony or Jet Eve Nosooner woman than a wife The general universal Grandame The bride Taken from out her sleeping husbands side Satans first factour Temptations handsel On whom the Devil first did make essay To â—y his cunning in the tempting way Evening Phoebus bright chariot now had run Past the proud pillers of Ascmena's son The sun doth gallop down the western hill The eb of day the winter of the day The Autumne of the light When doubtful light Draws on the dewie chariot of the night To Thetis watry bowers the sun doth hie Bidding farewel unto the gloomy skie The labour of the day now near at an end From steep Olympus Phoebus steeds descend When the eye of heaven Is quite clos'd up and hath with earth made even The drooping light Begins to treble the encreasing shades Now hasty Titan to th' Hesperian seas Descends Phoebus now enters the Tartessian main The old age of the day When day doth end And Phoebus panting steeds to seas descend The day declines his light And earth-born shades had clothed the world with night The day grown old and weak The evening now descended and did steep The eyes of all men with desire of sleep The day grows old And gins to shut in with the Marigold The neat-heards kine do bellow in the yard And dairie maides for the milk pâ—epar'd Now great Hyperion leaves his golden throne That on the dancing waves in glory shone For whose declining on the western shore The oriental hils black mantles wore When the gentle Aire Breaths to the sullen night a soft repair Now the setting Sun To drown as much of his bright orb begun As the Moon wants when after ful she wainâ— Or grows near ful when daies last light Gives place to the approach of duskie night Night in her black shade Shuts up the day The setting sun doth hisse Drencht in the sea The declining of the parting day Now Titans orbe halfe drowned in the seas Gave part to us part to th' Antipodes When the declining lamp Trebles the shadowes and the evening damp Begins to moysten and refresh the earth When day yeilds up his right To the succeeding Emperess of night The envious west Too greedy to enjoy so fair a guest Calls Soll to bed where ravisht from our sight He leavs us to the solemn frowns of night The drooping light Expiting of the day Day in her death-bed Day undressing What time the bright sunâ— fiery teame Towards the western brim begins to draw Arrival of the night The sullen night now her black curtains spread Lowring the sun had tarried up so long Whose faire eyes closing sofâ—ly stole to bed When all the heavens with dusky clouds were hung When birds wild musick burthen every bough And with their chiâ—pings lullaby the day Hushing the silent night Sleepy light When as the sun hales towards the western shade And the trees shadowes three times greater made Phaebus ray sunk in the seas Sols steeds retire To quench their burning fetlocks and to steepâ— Their flaming nostrils in the westerne deepe The suns half buried in a cloud Whose raies the vapours of approaching night Have rendred weak and faint The declining sun Had hurried his diurnal load To th'borders of the western road By this time had the heavens surrounding steeds Quell'd their proud courage turn'd their fainting heads Into the lower hemisphear to coole Their slaming nostrilâ— in the western poole Night had laid the sun to sleep Now night begins to muffle up the day The wether rings his bell The toyling ploughman drives his thirsty teames To tast the slippery streams The droyling swineheard knocks away and feasts His hungry guests The Box-bill Ousil and the dapled Thrush As rivals meet at their beloved bush The morning of the Antipodes The day growes old the low pitcht lamp hath made No lesse than treble shade And the descending damp doth now prepare T'uncurle bright Titans haire Whose westerne wardrobe now begins â—'infold Her purples fâ—ing'd with gold To cloath his evening glory when th' alarmes Of rest shall call to ly in Thetis armes Time hath lodg'd the sun The weather rings his evening bell The curle-pate waggoner of heaven Had finisht his diurnal course and driven His panting steeds down to the western hill When silver Cynthia rising to fulfill Her nightly course le ts fall an evening tear To see her brother leave the Hemisphear The golden-headed charioteâ— of heaven With hasty speed his prouder rains doth bend His panting horses to their journeys end He blushes and with unrestrain'd careere He hurries to the lower hemispheare And in a moment shoots his golden head Upon the pillow of fair Thetis bed When the candles begin to inherit the Suns office When lights make an artificial day When the Sun like a noble heart shews his greatest Countenance in his lâ—west estate deceased day The Sun makes speed to leaue our west to doe his office in the other hemisphear as if he meant to carry news what stars he left behind Nights black contagious breath Already smoaks about the burning crest Of the old feeble and day wearied Sun The waining of the Sun The bat doth flie Her cloistered flight to sullen Hecats summonâ— The shade born Beetle with his drowsiâ— humme Hath rung nights yawning peal Seeling night Skarfs up the tender eye of beauteous day When like Elinar wiâ—h his evening beamss The Sun hath turn'd to gold the silver streams The treble shades begin to damp The moistened earth and the declining lamp invites to silence Light thickens And the Crow makes wing unto the woods Good things of day begin to droop and drowse Whilst nights black agents to their preys do rowsâ— The west but glimmers with some streaks of day Now spurs the lated traveller apace Unto the timely Inne When as the Nightimgale chanteth her Vesper And the wild forresters couch on the ground The long shades of the hills appear The Sun is fled to Thetis bed When night entombs the dying light What times the gray flie winds her soultry horn The Even-star bright Towards heavens descent had slopt his burnisht wheel Phebus goes to rest Inning his Chariot in the glooming West The Sun in golden Cstariot burld Now bid good morrow to the nether world The evening damp Begins to fall and heavens declining lamp Bespeaks the doubtfull twilight day grows old Invites the fowls to roost the sheep to folds When day
suns bright steeds light from the hills When Phaebus fiery carre Threw darkenesse of its wheels When now the thirsty sun drank up the stars When light doth shew Her silver forehead Aurora rose from her lov'd Tithons bed Fair Nymph whose chast and fragrant beauties run A course that honours and prevents the sun 'T is thou that breaking through th' enlightned â—ire Com'st first abroad and shakst day from thy haire Aurora rose And from her orient tresses threw the light The morning sitting in a throne of gold Survaâ—d the earth The early riser with the rosie hands Soon as the white and red mixt fingred dame Had gilt the mountains with her saffron flame Now the next mornings light sprang from the east And Sols bright raies the dewie shades decâ—east Sols puffing steeds begin to breath out day From their inflamed nostrils The modest morne on earths vast zone The gladsome day doth reâ—enthrone The spring of day Bloom'd from the east The dawning gray The ensigne of a glorious day The morne doth look out of her eastern gates portalls Casements chiding the stars to bed When the next day had with his morning light Redeem'd the East from the dark shades of night And with his golden raies had over spread And all the neighbour hills embroydered When the next morning had renew'd the day And the early twilight now had chac't away The pride of night and made her lay aside Her spangled robes The lily-handed morne Saw Phaebus stealing dew from Ceres corne The mounting lark dayes herald got on wing Bidding each bird choose out their bough to sing By this had Chantecleere the village clock Bidden the goodwife for her maids to knock And the swart plowman for his breakfast staid That he might till the lands which fallow laid The hills and vallies here and there resound With the re-ecchoes of the deep-mouth'd hound Each shepheards daughter with her cleanly paile Was come a field to miâ—ke the mornings meale The bees were not got out nor scaly frie Begâ—n to leap and caâ—ch the drowned flie Aurora Kisseth the perfum'd cheeks of dainty Flora The sun our Hemispheare hath repossest The early rising lark sings up the ploughman The Muses friend Gray ey'd Aurora yeâ— Held all the meadowes in a cooling sweat The milk-white Gossamores not upward snow'd Nor was the sharp and useful steering goad Laid on the strong-neck'd oxe no gentle bud The sun had dryde the cattel chew'd the cud Low levell'd on the grasse no flies quick sting Infoâ—c'â— the stone horse in a furious ring To tear the passive earth nor lash his taile About his buttocks yet the sâ—â—my snaile Mâ—ght on the wainscoâ— by his many mazes Winding Meanders and self-knitting traces Be follow'd where he stuck his glittering slime Not yet wâ—pt off it was so early time The careful smith had in his sooty forge Kâ—ndled no coale nor did his hammer urge His neighbours patience owles abroad did fly And day as then might plead its infancy The morne came out with sandals gray Eous and his fellowes in the teame Who since their watring in the westerne streame Had run a furious journey to appease The night-sick eyes of our Antipodes Now sweating were in our horizon seen To drink the cold dew from each flowry green The morning now in colours richly dight Stept ore the easterne thresholds The day drew from the earth her pitchie vaile away And all the flowry vales with carrols rung That by the mounting laâ—ke were shrilly sung The duskie mists rise from the châ—ystal floods And daâ—knesse no where raign'd but in the woods The chast morne all her beauty now discloses Ouâ—-blâ—shing all the emulating roses When the cock with lively dâ—n Sâ—atters the reare of darknessâ— thin Of lisâ—ining how the hounds and horne â—learly rouse the slumbering morne The ruddy horses of the rosie morne Oâ—â— of the easterne gates had newly borne Their blushing Mistresse in her golden chaire Spâ—eading new light throughout oâ—â— Hemispheare The Lyrick larkes practise their sweetest strain Aâ—rorâ—'s early blush to entertain The day star late sunk in the Ocean bed Doâ—h now again repaiâ—e his drooping head And tricks his beaâ—s which with new spangled ore Flame in the forâ—head of the morning skie The day out of the Ocean main Began to peep above this earthly masse With peaâ—ly dew sprinkling the mountain grasse The shining morne bewrays unto the gloomy world her face Before the lamp of light Above the earth upreard his flaming head When the raâ—he morning newly now awake Sâ—arce with fresh beauty furnished her brow Her self beholding in the general lake To which she paies her never ceasing vowes Scarce hâ—d the sun dried up the dewie morne And scarce the heard gone to the hedge for shade The early larke mounts from thâ— sullen earth And sings her hymnes to welcome in the light The prime of day breaks through the pregnant east The sun doth rise And shuâ—s the lids of all heavens lesser eyes With quivers Nymphes adoâ—ne Their active sides and wake the morne With the shâ—ill musick of their horne When everystar fled from th' approaching sun buâ— Lucifer Bright day dissolves the dâ—mps of nighâ— The Pâ—eâ—ades grow dim each nearer star Looseth his light Bootes lazy car Tâ—rnes to the plain complexion of the skies And Lucifer the greaâ— star darkned flies From the hot day Aâ—rora now from Tithons purple bed Arose and th' easterne skie discoloured Gave chearful notice of th' approaching sun The â—osie fingred morne Kisseth each flower that by her dew is borne Envious light chides away the silent night By this Apollo's golden harp began To sound forth musick to the Ocean Which watchful Hesperus no sooner heard But he the daies bright-bearing carre prepaâ—'d And ran before as harbenger of light And with his flaring beams mockâ— ugly night Till she orecome with anguish care and rage Threw down to hell her loathsome carriage The nighâ—'â— dislodg'd and now The morne is trimming of her virgin brow To court the sun when from the western deepe And Teâ—hys lap his glimmering beams do peepe To ascend his glorious carre Daies porter hath unhing'd the painted doore When the sun scatâ—ers by his light All the Rebellions of the night When Chanticleere the bellman of the morne Sâ—mmons up twilight with his bugle horne The nights swift couâ—se with silence is outwornâ— And gives a kind farewell unto the day The wing'd musitians which awake the morne With hollow throats and horned bills do play The illustrious officer of day First worshipt in the east gins to display The glory of his beams then buds unfold Their chary leafes each dew-drown'd marigold Insensibly doth stâ—r it self and spread Each violet lifts up his pensive head The evening of th' Antipodes The early dawn enamelling the airâ— Heaven pâ—ays the good huswife and puts her candles out When first the morning hath her mantle spread The sable night 's dislâ—dg'd and now began Aurora's usher with his wâ—ndy fâ—n Gently â—o shake
And the fierce griffons shall the horses lovâ— V. Famous Ever Incredible Impossible New years day The birth and infant of the year That day which is the prime To the slow-gliding moneths when every eye Weaâ—s Symptomes of a sober jolity And every hand is ready to present Affection in a real complement When even the peasant thinks that he Cannot without a grosse absurdity Be that day frugal and not spare his friend Some gift to shew his love finds not an end With the deceased year When every street Sounds with the trampling of presenters feet When as the lowest fortune will not fear To give a welcome to the new come year With some proportioned gift The day old time doth turne his annual glasse New Infant blooming budding That counts not many years Scarce yet hath seen the publick light Newes Whose itching ears even smart to know the newes Fames plumed birth Sad Newes v. Harsh sounding Sounds like a mandrake torne out of the earth That living mortals hearing it run mad Kâ—lling stabbing wounding accents Good Newes v. Sweet sounding The sweetest tidings and the greatest wonder As ever broke in sunder the lips of panting fame Which to hear There 's none but would wish all his body eare The happiest newes that ever beg'd an eare Night The nights black wings mask up the light The obscure mantle of the night The shady gloome Whose sable wing In gloomy darknesse husheth every thing Under her sable pinions folds the world When Cynthia darts her borrowed raies The lights black curtain cypresse The gloomy night With sable curtains had beclouded all Daies elder sister Best patronesse of griefe Heavens surrounding steeds Quell their proud courage turne their fainting heads Into the lower hemispheare to coole Their flaming nostrills in the westerne poole When Morpheus with his leaden keyes Locks up the sences Night sheds her poppy on the weary world When leaden sleepe hath seald up all mens eyes The time when mortals take their soft repose The friend to secrets The face of heaven studded with stars The nurse of cares her curtains drawes Nights heavie charmes â—â—ad clos'd all eyes When sleepe bestowes On men and on their cares a sweet repose Night spangs the skie with stars Light â—ies in the shady coverture of night That obscure mantle that invelopes â—ight When silent darknesse doth invite Our eyes to slumber When night hath spread her dusky dampe The sober suited matron Daies sable herse The ebon box wherein heaven puts her light â—haebe's black coachman Deceased lights black coffin The black browd lady Black ey'd empresse That Ethiopian Queen Negro Queen Sâ—art night her brows exalts with stars impal'd The gloomy night on light extends her shades The winter of the day The earth borne shades had clos'd the world with night The nights dew dropping shadowes hide The face of earth The maske of day Night laies her sable mace on earth Sols glorious light Dives to the sea and brings up drowsie night The peaceful night treads busie day under her sable feet The pâ—ndant spangles Beam from the skie and drowsie sleepe entangles The eyes of mortals Nights moist shades the earth doth hide And Cyâ—â—hiâ— in her golden châ—â—iot rides Dark night rusht down and hid the face of earth With her spread sable pinions Heavens eye doth gild the seas In his days journey to th' Antipodes When heaven that was a Cyclops late before Becomes an Argus Over the pole night her thick mantle throwes The time the jetty charioter Huâ—les her black mantle ore our Hemispheare Mother of sleeps and feares That with her sable mantle friendly covers The sweet stollen sports of joyful meeting lovers The day is sunke in hideous night The black-ey'd night her â—able mantlehurld And in thick vapours muffled up the world Which in dull darknesse canopies the light When nights black muffler hoodeth up the skies The sun doth leave us to our rest And Cynthia hath her brothers place possest Now had the glorious sun tane up his Inne And all the lamps of heaven englightned been Virgins now day is fled Make pooâ—e their garments t' enrich their bed Which in a carre of Jet By steeds of iron gray whâ—ch mainly sweat Moist drops on all the world drawn through the skie When we may The bright Celâ—stial spheare sorvey So rich in jâ—wels hung that night appears Like to an Aeâ—hiope bride Now in the sea bright sol had hid his head And stars appear'd the moone her shadowes spread Nights silent reign had â—ob'd the world of light To lend in lieu a greater benefit Repose and sleepe when every mortal brest Whom care or grief permitted took their rest Now nights black mantle had the earth orespread And all the â—â—st of stars in Pâ—aebus stead Though with lesse light adoâ—n'd the spangled skie The night did â—rowning rise Into her throne and from her humerous breasts Visions and dreams lay sucking all mens rests Fell like the mists of dâ—ath upon their eyes Loves Mart of kâ—sses Venus day Soft rest of cares Night laies her velvet hand upon daies face The aire with sparks of living fire is spangled And night deep drencht in misty Acheron Heav'd up her head and halfe the world upon Bâ—eath'd darknesse forth The skie appear'd in sable mourning dresse The ebon night brought in a coach of jet Drawn by her sable feathered steeds ravens When Morpheus â—eâ—geant of the night Had laid his mace upon the dying light And with his listlesse limbes had closely spread The sable curtains of his drowsie bed Darknesse had stain'd The Chrystall brow of day and gloomy night Had spoil'd and rifled heaven of all his light Grim night lookt forth with grizly countenance Her smoakie breath in duskie clouds doth fly â—rom her pale lips and darkned heavens bright glance â—â—evailing ore the earth and azure skie When as the unâ—versal shade Of th' unspangled heaven and earth had made An utter darknesse When as the heavens by the suns teame untrod Hath took no print of the approaching light And al the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright Her body is confin'd Within a coleblack mantle thorough lin'd With sable surres her tresses were of hiew Like Ebony on which a pearly dew Hung like a spiders web her face did shroud Aswarth complexion underneath a cloud Of black curld cypresse on her head she wore A crown of burnisht gold bâ—shaded ore Wiâ—h fogs and roâ—y mists her hand did bear A scepter and a sable Hemispheare Death resembling shades of night Had drawn their misty curtains twixt the light And every darkned eye Sols horses now eat their Ambrosia Within the westerne meads deposed day Surrenders up her throne and yeilds her right Unto her Negro sister In the raging sea The sun is drown'd and with him falls the day When Cynthia whips her drowsie teame When the wings of night fans sleep on mortals Now was ouâ— heavenly vault deprived of the light With suns depart and now the darknesse of the night
stoop into the yawning grave The tomb Yawns to devour him VVhose chill blood and dull declining years c. A man whom hoary hairs call old Upon whose front time many years had told Arrested by crooked age Prest with a burden of so many years As make him stoop under his load A man whom palsie shakes And spectacles befriend When We are become but statues now of men And our own monuments expecting every day When courteous death shall take their life away Age doth power upon his head a silver shower Grizly hairs â—â—gins to cast th' account of many cares Upon his head Decrepit dayes When creeping age shall quench thy sprightly fires And breath cold winter on thy chill desires When ebbing bloods neap-tides shall strike thy limbs With trembling palsies when dry age bedims The Optick sun-shine of thy bed rid dayes Whose bones and veins may be An argument against Philosophy To prove an emptinesse A man declin'd to his Preterperfect tense In the autumn of his mellow age The glasse accuseth to the face Their want of beauty Whom rotten teeth and wrinckled face And head of snowie hairs disgrace Cold age hath frosted his fair hairs Whose hairs do wear the sober hue of gray Envious time â—â—th delv'd her paralels within her brow â—orty winters have besieg'd the brow And dig'd deep trenches up in beauties field When â—able curls are silver'd o'r with white Time hath spilt snow upon your hair Whose hairs contend with snow That wears snow on his shaking head â—â—e in his hear All whose revolting teeth are fled Now carefull age hath pitch'd her painfull plow Upon the surrow'd brow And snowie blasts of discontented care Hath blanch'd the falling hair That bears in his look the Chronicle of many years ago A memento morâ— One whom death hath forgot How many crows hath she outhv'd She Nestor Of a mellow age Rotten ripe That talks behind a beard As his beard him not he his beard did bear Having satisfied the tyranny of time With the course of many years Like a weather beaten Coâ—duit of many Kings raigns A breathing Chronicle Hands prisoners to the palsie Winter faces whose skins slack Lâ—nk as an unthrifts purse but a souls sack Whose eyes seek light within for all here 's shade Whose moâ—ths are holes rather worn out than made Whose every tooth to a several place is gone To vex their souls at Resurrection Living deaths head more antick than ancient Old age Crooked age Deaths twilight Deaths slumber The bloodlesse age when times dull plow Doth print her fuâ—â—ows in the aged brow VVhen Ladies in their glasse Look for their own and find another face The gray summe of years The winter of our life VVhen golden haits do turn to silver wire Nature hath crost her fornoon book and cleaâ—'d that score But scarce gives further trust for any more VVâ—th silver hairs speaking experience Gray hairs the Pursivants of death bed-rid dayes Fâ—osty hairs Chair dayes Decrepit dayes VVithering the face hollowing the â—heumie eyes And makes a man even a mans self despise VVhen death displayes his coldnesse in the cheek Times colder hand leads us near home Deaths Calends When as the Castles two leav'd gates be barâ—'d When as â—he mill-stones language is not heard When horn-mouth'd Bellmans shall affright â—hy slambers Thy untun'd ears shall loath harmonious numbers Each obvious molehill shall augment thy fears And carefull snow shall blanch thy falling hairs When as thy sinews silver cord is loos'd Thy brainâ— goâ—d bowl is broke the undispos'd And idle livers ebbing fountain drâ—'d The bloods Meandring cisterns unsuppli'd When black-mouth'd time Of sullen age approach'd the day When dying pleasures find a full decay VVhen as the Sun and Moon and stars appeâ—r Dark in thy mircrocosmall hemispear VVhen as the clouds of sorrows multiply And hide the châ—ystall of the gloomy Skie VVhen as the keepers of the crazie tower Bepalsie stricken and the men of power Sink as they march and grinders cease to grind Distâ—stfull bread and windows are grown blind Old things As if they had been made Long time before thâ— first Olympiade Old as Evanders moâ—her Fit for an Antiquaries Library A good old man v. Earls Chracters set out by Ed. Blount Chap. 29. Omens Such as were seen Before the Romanes on th' Amathian plain With their own Countries blood their swords distain Sad presages irregularities of natures As ominous as was that voyage when VVhen Caesar did â—ail from Greece to Italy In the small Bark The ominous â—aven with a dismall chear Through his horse beak of following horrour tells Begeâ—ting strange imaginary fear VVith heavy ecchoes like to passing belâ—s The howling dog a dolefull part doth bâ—ar As though they chim'd his latest buâ—ying knell Under the Eves the buzzing screech owl sings Beating his windows with her fatal wings And still affrighâ—ed with his fearfull dreams VVâ—th raging fiends and goblins that he meets Of falling down from steep rocks into streams Of tombs of buriâ—lls and of winding sheets The melting stars their sulphuâ—â—â—s su fâ—t shed The Centre pants with sudden throes And trembling earth a sad distemper shows The sun aâ—â—righted hides his golden heâ—d From hence by an unknown Eâ—lyptick flâ—d Irregular heavens abortive shades display And night usurps the empty throne of day The Meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven The palefac'd Moon looks bloody on the earth And lean-look'd Prophets whisper fearfull change As doth the raven o'r th' infectious house The Skies hung with prodigious signs As if the Scorpion would drop down Out of the Zodiack or the fiercer Lion The croaking ravens Fâ—ag up and down beating the air With their obstreperous beaks The yawning graves have yielded up their dead Fieâ—ce fiery warriours fight upon the clouds In ranks and squadrons and right form of war Which drizzle blood upon the Temples top The noise of battel hurtled in the air Horses do neigh and dying men do groan And Ghosts do shrick and squeal about the streets Lamenâ—ings heard â—'ch air Strange skreams of death and prophesying With accents terrible of dire combustion And confused accents hatch'd to wofull time Th' obscure bird clamour'd the long liv'd night Some say the earth was feaverous and did shake Heart thrilling groanâ— first heard he round his bower And then the screech owl with her utmost power Lâ—bouâ—'d her loathed note the forrests bending with winds as Hecate had been ascending As if some divelish hag were come abroad With some kind mothers late delivered load A â—uthlesse bloody sacrifice to make To those infernall powers that by the Lake Oâ— mâ—ghte Sâ—yx and black Cocytus dwell Swords in the spangled heavens did then by night In th' East and West extend their blazing light Ashâ—s in showers upon the earth did fall Lâ—stre deserts the Sun in height of all His towring pitch The Moon did then look red And â—eâ—rs of blood from her dark Chariot shed Haâ—d â—ocks did groan Arâ—'d troops of foot and horse Incounter
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
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
for humant slaughter Even from the gallowes did his fell soul fleet And whilst he laid in his unhallowed den Infused it self into him His heart is iron and his heart-strings wire The taitnesse of his face sowers ripe grapes He was not boâ—n at But on some rock within the Pontick laâ—d Or Scythian mountain that so wildly stand And vâ—ins of flint are every where disperst In slâ—nder brâ—nches through his iron brest An heart as as hard as brasse And more obdurate than Mâ—dusa's was Mercy shall as soon be found at the hands of prevailing cowards Cuckold The only horned beast that hath teeth above That haâ—gs his bugle in an invisible baldrick Struck by the forked plague So ingrateful he nere thanks him thaâ— made him An he moon Civil monster Râ—tional beast Cupid The Pâ—phian archer The Paphian Prince Cytherea's son The â—loth affâ—ctâ—ng boy Psychâ—'s soft husband Venus sweetest son The peevish shooting hoodwinkt else Little great King The quiver'd god The mirthful god of amorous daliance The blinking boy that winks and hits the maâ—k The winged god that woundeth hearts Great little Emperour of hearts The Cypâ—ian Queens blind boy The Gyant dwarse Venus wanton son The god whose nights out shine his dayes VVho though â—e's blind shooâ—s arroweâ— that have sight Sees not to shoot yer seâ—s to hit the whiâ—e Little tyrant lordly Love That doth aw the gods above As they creatures here below With his scepter call'd a bow And doth all their forces bear In the quiver that he wears Whence no sooner he doth draw Forth a shaft but it is law Custome That second nature Imperious tyrant Vice-nature That Apoplexie of bedrid nature That takes from us the priviledge To be our selves rends that great charter too Of nature and likewise cancels man And so inchains our judgements and discourse To present usances That great gyant that is so prevalent that often-times we shape the discourse of reason and course of nature to the inbâ—ed notions and preconceptions she hath printed in our minds Cybele Wood-â—â—unting mother by yok't Lyons drawne The fruitful mother of the Gods The turban'd Goddesse The Berecinthian Queen Saturnes great wife Dindymens Ops Rhea Vestâ— Cyclops Joves tinkers The thunder-smiths The sweating throng Of hammeâ—ing blacksmiths at the lofty hill The forgers of Joves fierce Artillery v Aetna v. Thunder Which in vast caves their anviles beat Steropes Brontes nakt Pyracmon sweats v Hesiod Theogonia v. 139 In forging thunder part now finisht Jove This on affrighâ—ed earth hurles from above On the imperfect part three clattering showres Of winter haile and spring-tide-rain he pours To which are added straight three flâ—shes swift v. Virgil. Aen. 8. Of summer flames three puffes of Autumne's drift Cynthia v. Moone Diana D. Dale v. Valley Dance HE made his natural motion far more sweet And shook a most divine dance from his feet To move in nimble measures Moving measures The Spheares could not in comlier order meet Nor move more graceful whether they advance Their measures forward or retire their dance To meet The sprightly Musick with their numerous feet Dancing is the descant upon the plain song of walking And with even motions beat the happy ground Have you beheld the Graces dance Or seen the upper spheares to moove So she did tuâ—nâ— returne advance In her gestures as she paces Are united all the Graces Dandle Ballancing his weight in dancing him So Hector dandled his Astyanax Then when the nodding plume upon his crest Frighted the child Dangerous As to ore-walk a current roaring loud On the unstedfast footing of a speare Though hell it selfe should gape Ruine with her saile-strecht wing Ready to sink us down and cover us Darke Gloomy duskie pitchy As the first Chaos ere the light adornes The world or Phebe fill'd her wained hornes Dark as the sullen night Where Phaebus never showes His chearful light Dark as the Negro's face Stars shroud their heads in clouds night lost her eyes Darke as the drowsie mansion house of sleepe Not seen by Phaebus when he mounts the skies At height nor stooping Darker than Achâ—ron Enough to make a night â—f day No glimmering spark gave out his feeble rayes Where yet the gladsome day hath not been seene Nor Phaebus piercing beams have ever beene Like the Cimmerian clime Where sun nor moon meet out the length of time Wherein the eye of day A stranger was and Phaebe's horned light In vain contended with the shades of night VVhere is not so much as that fainter light The glow-worm shoots at the cold brest of night Darknesse lights elder brother there did raigne Dark as the Egyptian night The heavens did not peep through the blanket of the nâ—ght Darknesse as thick as ill meâ— clouds can make Dâ—â—k as the blind and quiet age of night So dark as if the funeral of light VVere celebrated there The moon into her darkned orbeâ—eâ—ires Nor scal'd up stars extend their golden fires Day The suns bright daughter issue heire The lesser children of the year The verses of the book of time The raggs of time The hâ—iâ—es of times old head Happy Day A day markt white in Clothe's hook Old men were glad their fates till now did last And infants that the houres had made such hast In bringing them to see this day I now first breath and live VVorthy to be the prime And first account of months of years of time The Calends of all lucky daies The rubrick â—pact epoche dominical of all happy days The golden number in a day VVas never blisse more full and clear than this The smiling month of Mâ—y Nere lookt so fresh as doth this day Signe this day with a purer stone Powre wine unto thy Genius VVith whiter wooll beclad the day Children unborn as in the wombe thâ—y lay Sigh'd for the losse of seeing such a day Space of dayes of nights Thrice had bright Phaebus daily chariot run Past the proud pillars of Alâ—mena'â— son Twice had the night shed poppy on the heads Of wearied mortals Thrice Phaebus had unyoakâ— his panting steeds Drencht in Iberian seas whilst night succeeds Sâ—udded with stars Ten times had Lucâ—fer the stars supprest Twelve times the day-star now had crownd the east Now had the Sun in golden Chariot hurld Twice bid good-morrow to the nether world And Cynthia in her orb and perfect round Twice viewed the shadowes of the upper ground Thrice had the day-star usherd forth the light And thrice the Evening-star pâ—oclaimd the night Now fifteen courses had the bright steeds run Thrice had the Golden-sun his hot steeds washt In the West main and thrice them sharply lasht Out of the balmy East Hyperion from his glittering thronâ— Seven times his quickning rayes had bravely shown The dewy-cheet Aurora's purple die Thrice dappled had the ruddy morning skie And thrice had spread the curtains of the morn To let in Titan when the day was born Phoebus was thrice eoucht in his watry bed The dewy
cheekr Aurora did display Her golden locks and summon up the day Twice twenty times and rests her drowsie head Twice twenty times within old Tithons bed Five times had Hesper Titan warnd away Five times again did Lucifer appear Waving the standard of the glorious day Thrice had the bright surveyor of the heaven Divided out of the day and night by even And equall houres Five morns had cleard the Air with Phoebus light And from the pole remov'd the damps of night Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring Their fiery torcher his Diurnal ring Ere twice in murk and occidental damp Moist Hesperus hath quencht his sleepy lamp Or foure and twenty times the Pilots glass Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass Now fifteen times had Phoebus gone to rest Inning his Chariot in the gloomy West David Kingly Prophet Israels sweet singer Jesses stout son Holy song-man The holy Father of wise Salomon The father of rebellious Absalâ—m That with his sling the mighty champion sâ—â—w The pious O pheus of the Jewâ— Deaf A culvering discharged at his ear would scarcely bore it Deprived of the hearing sence To whom the greatest talkers are as dumb One that enjoyes that benefit that he never hears himself ill spoken of Deaf as remorseless seas Natures drumme lies in his eares unbraiz'd Deaf as th' Icarian rocks Death Natures bold Pursivant The forgetful lake The Eclipse of life The graves purveyour Sleeps younger brother The Stygian bay Eternal sleep within a bed of dust The two-long-joyned lovers sad divorce The dark and common period Tyrant ore tyrants thou which onely dost Clip the lascivious beauty without lust The pale-fac't sergeant that layes us in our â—able chest Natures rude serjeant the moth of natures Art The common extinguisher of natures candles The first Alchyâ—nist to calciâ—e into dust The living bodies Lifes Epilogue The unsparing Pursivant with Eagles wings That knocks at poore mens doors as well as Kings The sad stipend of the first transgression The child of sin Great pale-fac't tyrant Sad message of the â—ullen bâ—ll Death attends Natures pale-fac't baylâ—ffe The parting stirrup at the journeyes end That night Which from the living takes the last of light Hate and terror to prosperity â—e put my eye-bals in thy vaulty browes And ringe these fingers with thy hous-hold worms And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust Come grin on me and I will think thou smilest And kiss thee Miseries love and wish That onely can Measure the true dimensions of a man Which is at best An unexpected and unwelcome guest Grimme executioner to destiny Birth-day to Eternity Unchanged law of Nature The best and last Physitian Vntimely Death To Whom the Fates owe yeares Abortive darkness veils the setting light The crime and sad mistake of destiny The untimely seisure of the greedy grave Th' extortion of the rigorous fares Exacting fate Deaths supererogation to the â—ates Death-bed v. approaching death When the latest sand Of the spent hower-glass is now at hand And as she spake that word her voice did alter Her breath grew cold her speech began to faulter Fain would she utter more but her faint tongue Not able to goe forward faild and câ—â—nge To her dry roof when the drum of death Beats a cold march When deaths pale-slags advanced in his cheeks His eyes turning round in the dance of death Lips trembling as though they kist their neighbour death Ready to take his oaths to be deaths true liege-man Death swims and baths her self within his eyes He gasps for breath as the grave gasps for him That hath â—id the last stage of life Lises candle twinckles within the socket When he hath bid the world and life adieve And set one foot within grimme Charons boaâ— Expecting every minute deaths sad summons Lifes â—wilight When his last testament and grave Is made an icy stifness benums by blood Deformed Her eyes do sink into their holes As if they were afraid to see the light Her breath infects the Aire and sowes a pestilence 'T is known that she hath eyes by the holes onely Which have crept further in than her nose out Her quarrelling teeth Of such a colour are that they themselves Scare one another and do stand at distance Nature made her when she was disposed to just And length of time hath made her more ridiculous Caâ—idia new come from the jawes of hell Natures Errata faulâ—â— escaped natures Print Which who so hath to wife Shall nere be cuckolded unless for spight By some that durst not do 't but in the night For fear of loathing her Never sin was at so high a rate But one nights hell with her might expiate A shape the Poets were afraid to fain For fear the shadow might infect their brain With hollow yellow teeth or none perhaps With stinking breath swart teeth and hanging chaps With wrinckled neck and stooping as she goes With driveling mouch and with a sâ—iveling nose Whose face gives a prospect which might well Give a surphet to a weak stomack Her nose seemed to threaten her chin Her tears like rain upon dirty furrows Disgracing weeping with her countenance Her hands those golden golls Tears in her eyes did seem there to bewail Their own disgrace Like Chaos or an unlickt Bears whelp That carries no impression like the dam The very dogs bark at him as he goes Crusty batch of Nature A face not worth the scorning Notclean enough to spit on Made by one of Natures unskilful and idle prentises A nose at enmity with all others and against which no possible defence but a pair of Spanish gloves That blunders all the rivers he passeth through and avoids thâ— sight of Painters and glasses lest they should shew him the pattern of his visage Goggle-eyed sparrow-mouthed gubber-toorhed canker-eatengummes hook-nosed rotten-teeth Morphew-fact beetle-browed her nose and chinne half meet to make the teeth friends that are fallen out A breath stinking up and down the room a nose dropping Winter and Sâ—mmer A Bavarian poke under her chinne lavâ—-â—ard dugges like two double juggs bloody-fallen-singers scabbed-wrists Cow-wasted tand-skinne splay-footed gouty legs stinking-feer Dowdy Gorgon Blouze Gobrian Mother Fulsome Cavida Mopsa Niso Fustilugs That needs no other proof besides her face To proclaim her witch So far from being faire None could be foule that did with her compare Natures trespass Made up of natures worst deformities She spied her filthyness and fain she would Have blusht if through so much dirt she could Natures Heteroclite with some member defective Or redundant Natures solocisme A naturall vizard like a winters Apple shrunk up together and half rotten The Chaos of a man Aesop Thersites Demagoras The Sun doth almost fear to lend his shine Least the reflection of his purest raies From such a dung-hill as she bears about Might chance to infect the universal Aire So that a general plague should give the world A second deluge and make Aire prevent The Doomesday of
doth give her room Unto the shady gloome When rising stars shal spread Their golden flames Evening star The star that ushers in the Even And gives a beautie to the sober West The sea bath'd star that brings Night on and first displaies her sable wings That Titan warnes to bed The glistering herald that proclaimes the night That bright star that last forsakes the skies Ever v. Never Till dissolution date times nights and daies While radiant stars shall run their usual race Whilst Neptunes armes the fruitful earth embrace Whilst Cynthia shall her hornes together close While Lucifer the rosie morne fore-showes While lofty Arctos shuns the salt profound While shades the mountains cast streams to the main Their tribute pay or skies the stars sustein While spangling stars shall give the skie their light Till time and memory shaâ—l be no more Whilst land the sea and aire the land shall bound Whilst labouring Titan runs his glorious round Whilst ther 's a summer to succeed the spring Or Autumne winter Whilst upon his wing Time hath a feather Till Lachesis have no more thread to spin To the last syllable of recorded time Whilst the sun light or earth doth shadowes cast Till time that gives all have an end Whilst the celestial orbes in order roule And turn their flames about the stedfast pole Experience That looks with eyes of all the world beside An with all ages holds intelligâ—nce In credit by the trust of years Wisedomes great looking-glasse Mistresse of fooles That dear bought learning Extasie The soul eclipst Th'intranced soul The short divorcement of the soul That shorter death F. Face WHose face is beauties chair of state Where in triumphant majesty she sate Nature made And gave the damâ—k rose its pleasant grace That men might liken somewhat to her face Envy would burst had she no other taske Than to behold this face without a maske Making the eyes glad prisoners to her face Unpattern'd beauty summon'd all her grace To the composure of so sweet a face A face wherein The linked Deities their graces fix Where roses with unsullied lillies mix A face worthy a Goddess Immortal frame of a matchlesse beauty A face wherein doth swim A flood of beauty Râ—ch beams of beauty shine within her face Beauties Elisium Tempe Elixir Magazin Quintessence Exchequer Transcript of perfection Thâ—t box where sweets compacted lie Beauty takes up her place And dates her letters from that face When she doth wâ—ite Hive of sweetnesse Rich magazin of sacred treasure Whence graces spring in unconfined measure The lilly and the rose So much contending lately for the place Till both compounded in her beauteous face Perfections magazin where beauty doth command desire That court of beauty where the Queen Oâ— Love doth keep eternal residence Where beauty spreads Her glittering wings where majesty Crown'd with sweet smiles shoots from her eye Diffusive joy The dining roome When love and beauty will on feasting come The silver horned moon is faine Still by night to mount her waiâ—e Fearing to sustein disgrace If by day she meet this face That pretious book of love Unbound volume of beauty That paper perfect white Where love hath writ the story of delight With beauties reddest inke by nature stirr'd If that Geometry had lost proportion Sheneed look no where else to find it A face to which all that look upon it yeild obedience So that the only means to be rebellious is to be blind Invites delight and courts the longing eye A face Which neither rhetorick noâ— glasse can flatter Beauties tower a face in which is seen Natures best picture of the Cyprian Queen A face which Gods might move And like Tydides wound the Queen of love That face which nature looks on when she drawes Wiâ—hin a look the pandects of all lawes Concerning symmetry which Jove doth view When he would give his silver flakes their true And proper tincture which the lillies make Their sampler when their native white they take A face that owes the wealth of nature Fair. v. Beautiful Bright Fair as the Eastern morne When with her summer robes she decks the plains And hangs on every bush a liquid pearle In May's triumphant moneth As the replenisht moone Faire As Phaebus raies gilding the glittering aire More faire Phaebus nere chariots through the gilded aire Holding resemblance with those spotlesse skies Where slowing Nâ—lus want of rain supplies That Chrystal heaven where never Phaebus shroâ—dâ— His golden beams nor wrapt his face in in clods Fair as unshaded light or as the day In its fairest biâ—th when all the year was May. Faire Weather V. Calme The pleased heavens their fairest livery wear The face of heaven is masked with â—o clouds Nor wrinckled into frownes Fairies The airy troop which nimbly play And by the springs dance out their summers day Teaching the little birds to build their nest And in their singing how to keep their rest Which whilst they measures tread Within the meadowes make such circles green As if with garlands it had crowned been Those elves That pinch those maids that have not swept their shelves And if by chance by maidens oversight Within door water were not brought at night Or if they spread no table set no bread These nip them from the toe unto the head But for the maid that hath perform'd each thing They in the water pale do leave a ring Which lend their weaker glow-worme firâ— To conquer the nights chilnesse with their Queeâ— In harmless revels tread the happy green That by moon-shine ringlets make VVhere the ewe no meat will take That in cowslâ—p bells do lie When they hear the owlets cry On the bats back which do fiy The moon-shine revellers and shades of night The Orphan heirs of fixed destiny The glow-worms are their torch-bearers lanthornes The elves for fear Creep into acorn cups and hide them there Dâ—ncing their ringlets to the whistling wind Clâ—d in the snakes enamel'd skin Killing the cankers in the muske-rose buds Warring with reare-mice for their leather wings To make the small elves coats The yellow-skirted Fayes That tread the moon-lov'd maze The honey bagges steal from the humble bees And for night tapers steal their waxen thighes And light them at the fiery glow-worms eyes And pluck the wings from painted butter-flies To san the moon-beams from their sleepy eyes That dance by drowsie fires glimmering light In a field of yellow broom Or in checkerd meadowes where Mints perfume the gentle aire And where Flora spends her treasure There they dance their circled measure There is Mab the mistresse Fairy That doth nightly rob the dairy And can hurt or help the churning As she please without discerning She that pincheth country wenches If they rub not clean their benches And with sharper nayles remembers When they rake not up their embers But if so they chance to feast her In their shooe she drops a tester This is she that empties cradles Takes out children puts in ladles Tâ—ains
crazie now being she is grown thus cold But frost 's not all our grief we that so sore â—ffer its stay fear its departure more For when that leaves which so long hath stood 'T will make us count from since the second Flood Frown The Hieroglyphick of anger and deniall T' unsmooth the forehead with observ'd distast Furrowing the forehead with an unseen plow To fold the brow in angry frowns The tempest of the face the discontented brow To muffle up the face in frowns The hated strangers fee. The cloud that hangs upon the brow A forehead gathered into frowns A look drest up in frowns â— Brow knit up in clouds of wrath â— Brow whereon dwells anger â—corn fits in state upon his â—urly Brow â— vineger verjuice face To wear a frown upon the brow â—uffled his brow like a new boot Contracted brow To purse the brow To furrow up the face The rising furrows in the brow The sour countenance More angry wrinckles on his brow appear â—han hunted lions in their Fury were Fruit. Summers pregnant treasures Tribute Autumnes burdens The dangling pendants of the trees Pomona's jewels Fruitfull Natures chiefest wardrobe no other soil Doth more reward the industrious plowmans toil With rich encrease no other pastures keep More horned heads more wealthy fleeced sheep Where the bleating flocks And horned herds do graze the labouring ox Wearied in those fat furrows ne'r deceives Hopes which the greediest husbandman conceives Whose tender paps with plenty overflow Fury v. Anger Rage Furies Daughters to old night The Nymphs of Nemesis In snaky curls they twist their dreadfull hair Whose tresses dangle down with hissing snakes And crawling adders with their forked tongues The sisters with their hissing hair Who on the faces of the guilty stare With dreadfull Torches infernall Harpieâ— Eumenedes With snaky curls that on the guilty seise Black midnight imps Erynnis had encompass'd all The Town her snakie hairs and burning brand Shaking us when she rul'd Agave's hand Oâ— the self-mainâ—'d Lycurgus The sullen broods of evil spirits Upon her horrid brows did serpents hisse Her komb kemb'd poyson down Whose scourges wound All guilty souls A sulphureous vapour from her eys possest the fair And sweet complexion of the abused air With pestilence The ghastly Sprites that haunt the gloomy night Black Pluto's messengers Posts Executioners Snake trest sisters with knotted whips of wire Malignant Spirits periwig'd with Snakes Hells hatefull hags Murthering Ministers that in their silent substances Wait on natures mischief Unhallowed hags fell Ministers of fate The diâ—e Tartarean monsters hating light Begot by dismal Erebus and night The Jades That drag the tragick melancholly night V. Virgils Alecto Aen. 7. V. Sands Ovids Met. l. 4. p. 141. Lucans Phemon lib. 5. And with their drowsie slow and flagging wings Clip dead mens bones and from their misty jaws Breath forth contagious darknesse in the air Megaera Alecto Tisiphone Furious v. Angry Mad. VVho would have seen the picture of Alecto or with what manner of conutenance Medea kill'd her own children needed but take his face for the full satisfaction of his knowledge in that point Nor Dindimenian nor the Pythian Priest Are wiâ—h such Fury by their gods possess'd Nor Bacchides nor Corybantes so VVhen on shrill brasse they iterate their blow G. Gale v. Wind. VVhispering Gale A Came dallying with the leaves along the Dale VVhich whispers out its tale In such soft language as but fills the sail The flitting Gales That cool the bosome of the fruitfull Vales. Natures soft fan The airs cool whispers Soft spirits of the air The wind pants out small gusts as out of breath Gamester Blacking the night with oathes and imprecations Spending the day In cursing fortune and his fruitlesse play That civil gun-powder which can in peace Blow up whole houses and their whole increase Thâ—t spends his time In oaths and exclamations on his fate That makes his whole estate a lottery Bewitched with their hopes they nere give ore Looking to gain their own or to win more There is but a cast at dice betwixt him and a beggar Ganimed Joves beauteous Catamite Whom Joves majestick bird to heaven trust up To â—iâ—gle nectar in his genial cup. From Ida's shady top Juno's fair rival Garden v. flowers Pleasant place Garland v. Crown Leavie twines wreathes Flowry chaplets Verdant incirclets Glorious impalement of the brow Garments Vestment habits habiliment array raiment livery robes mantles garbe weeds vestures The bodies sheath scabbard Fairest covers of the foulest shame Foule fair marks of our misery Gemmes The pibbles paving Neptunes court The riches of the unsounded deep That gay purchase which doth make The scorched Negro dive the briny lake As rich a gemme As ere enamoured glorious diadem Bâ—ight gemmes Adding new splendour to the diadems The wealthy store Of Ganges and the Erythrean shore Such Cleopatra wore When she first Caesar met The rich seas spoiled store The pride of natures store Rich spoyles of the Eastern shore Shell-fish spoiles What the diving Mooâ—e ' Mongst the red weeds seeks for in th'Easterne shore Some ly in dead mens skulls and in the holes Where eyes did once inhabite there were crept As 't were in scorne of eyes Reflecting gemmes That wooe the slimy bottom of the deep And mock the dead bones that ly scattered by Rescued from the covetous sand To make the seas hid wealth adorne the land And though the Sun did hold his light away You might behold this gemme by its own day Which impart To wondering eyes the workmans art That which the Sultans glistering bride doth wear To these would but as glow-wormes eyes appear The Tuscan Duke's compared showes thick and dark These lâ—ving stars and his a dying spark Ghosts v. Souls departed Dislodged soules Airy shapes Fleeting shades Airy mockeries Unsubstantial phantasmes Sightlesse substances Cold midnight wanderers Glad This day I received my private Gospel Swell swell my joyes and faint not to declare Your selves as ample as your causes are I did not live till now this my first houre Wherein I see my thoughts reacht by my power The earth receives me not 't is aire I tread And each step that I take my advanced head Knocks out a star in heaven More glad than is The teeming earth to see the long'd for Sun Peep through the hornes of the celestial ram My joyes like waves each other overcome And gladnesse drowns where it begins to flow It is the only way to make me contradict my selfe when I accountâ— my selfe miserable I have not any discontent which is not lost in the joy I receive This sweetnesse all the bitternesse of my spirit in my most sensâ—ble dâ—stasts Eenough to blot out all the story of my misfortune I surfeit with excessive joy Can there be a thing Under the heavenly Iris that can bring More joy unto my soul or can present My Genius with a fuller blandishment The raven almost famisht joyes not more When restlesse billowes tumble to the
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'
bosome spâ—ings The people that in shoals do swim Walls windowâ— ooft â—owers steeples all were set With severall eyes that in this object met Children uncapable to all mens thinking Were dâ—unk with joy as others were with drinking And stâ—ikâ—s the heavens with sound of trembling bells The Vocal Gâ—ddesse leaving dâ—sart woods Slâ—des down the Dales and dancing on the floods Observes our woods and wiâ—h repeating noise Contends to double our abundant joyes Mirth digs her pits in every cheâ—k To bury grief and sorrow Casheer all care and chear the foolish soul To joyn To marâ—y glue paste wed wedge â—iveâ— yoke manacle fetter shackcle sodder cement knit tie Iris v. Rainbow Heavens Embassadresse the thousand coloured dame She that paints the clouds Golden wing'd Thaumantia The goddesse with the painted bow The painted mother of the showers Juno 's embassad resse Judas The damned Iscariot He that betray'd his master with a kisse And miss'd of heaven even at the gates of blisse Judge Grim pronouncers of the Law Living Law Sâ—rict conservers of the Laws Grave Stewards and dispensors of the Laws That sit on bright Astraea's sacred Throne That speaks nothing but chains and shackles Whose stubble beard doth grate poor prisoners eyes Whose stern faces look Worse than the Prisoner that 's deni'd his book Or Pilate painted like a scalded Cook Day of Judgement The worlds combustion The generall Bonefire The grand Sessions Natures Funerall The worlds sad hour Dooms-day When souls shall wear their new array When the words masse shall shrink in purging flame The last dayes summons when earths Tâ—ophies lie Ascattered heap and time it self shall die When the Sun shall From the blind heavens like a dead cinder fall And all the elements intend their strife To ruine what they fram'd When desperate time lies gasping When thunder summons from eternal sleep Th' imprison'd ghosts and spreads â—'th frighted deep A veil of darknesse When the knot of nature is dissolved And the worlds ages in one hour involved In their old Châ—os seas with skies shall joyn And stars with stars confounded lose their shine The â—arth no longer shall extend her shore To keep the Ocean ouâ— the Moon no more Follow the sun but scorning her old way Crosse him and claim the guiding of the day The falling worlds now jarring frame no peacâ— No league shall hold great things themselves oppresse When earth and seas to flâ—mes are turn'd And all the world with one sad fire is burn'd The utmost date of time When rocks and all things shâ—ll disband The great and universal doome When Christ shall in a throne of clouds descend To judge the earth With rusty maske the heavens shall hide their face The aged world dissolved by the last And fatal houre shall to old Chaos hast Stars justling stars shall in the deep confound Their radiant fires the land shall give no bound To swallowing seas the moon shall crosse the sun With scorne that her swift wheeles obliquely run Daies throne aspiring discord then shall â—end The worlds crackt flame and natures concord end The frame Of nature then shall feed the greedy flame Men cities floods and seas by ravenous lust Of fire devoured all shall resolve to dust When the dancing poles Shall cease their whirling galliard When Lachesis hath no more thread to spin Nor time a feather on his crazy wing When this vast oâ—be of earth shall blazing burn And all the world in funeral flames shall mourn When heaven and hell amazâ—ng must appear In two extreams joy and excessive fear The hindge of things Is broke all ends run back into their springs The second Chaos When earth and sea in fiery flames shall frie And time lies buried in eternity When as to those enchaind in sleepe The wakeful trump of doome shall thunder through the deepe With such an horrid clang As on mount Sinai rang While the red fire and smouldring clouds out brake The aged earth agast With terrour of that blast Shall fâ—om the surface to the center shake When at the worlds last session The dreadful Judge in midle aire shall spread his throne July That month whose fame Growes greater by the man that gave it name When many well pil'd cocks of short sweet hay stands in the field What time soft night had silently begun To steal by minutes on the long-liv'd day The furious dog pursuing of the sun Whose noisome breath ads fervour to his ray v. Summer Zodiack Leo. June Sol leaving Gemini and drawing near Unto his height in Cancer when shortest night Urg'd the Thessalian archer v. Summer Zodiack-Cancer Juno Saturnia Great Queen of Gods Great matron of the Thunderer That chariots through the skies By peacocks drawn stuck full of Argus eyes Heavens Queen The Empresse of the skie Silver-arm'd goddesse White-arm'd deity Saturnia that makes the white embrace The ivory fingerd Queen Drawn with a team of harnest peacocks With silken bridles in a coach of gold Lined with Estrich plumes Shee That shares with Joves imperial soveraignty Joves sister and his wife That kindles Hymens fires The Queen of marriage and of chast desires Heavens great dame That hath the charge to rule the nuptial flame In nuptial bands That ties the hearts and then the willing hands Jupiter Saturnius The Almighty Thunderer To give the soul a goal delivery To deal their martial almes To suffer shipwrack of the soul And with his blood embrued The blushing earth Making a fatal rest to lulâ— Him in the sleep of death which clos'd his sight Shutting his eyes up in eternal night Taught him the way to his grave Driving the soul out at the yawning wound Uncase dislodge untenant uncage a soule As when a spring conducting pipe doth break The waters at a little breach burst ouâ— And hissing through the airy regions smoke So â—lusht the blood To Kill ones self To leave the warfare of this life Without a passe from the great general He gives himself a period to the race Of his loath'd life To abridge their own lives pilgrimage To be a traitour to ones selfe To let out life and so unhouse the soul To break the prison As if'â—were sweet to dye when forc't to live Accessary to their own death Self murtherer Kings Gods enshrin'd in earthly frames Fineâ— but more britle ware Sifted from common bran Inferiour Gods Earthly Deities Mortal God Whos 's awfull eye Bears signes of an imperious majesty That swaies the awful scepter in his hand The supream moderators of the law Astâ—â—a's princely stewards Men in Text letters Whose roval temples are impal'd With the enamel'd crown and diadem Who on th'â—mperial throne Doth alwaies sit and alwaies sits alone Whose lives are gaudy troubles whose crowns are Not more beset with pearls than stuft with care He that bears Heavens Scepter and the clouds with thunder tears The King of Gods That power from whom what ere hath being springs The goat-nurst God who three-forkt lightning flings Whose nod the worlds foundation
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-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
Now he that guides the Chariot of the sun On his Ecliptick circle had so run That his brasse-hoof'd fire-breathing horses wan The stately height of the Meridian By this bright Phoebus with redoubled glory Had half way mounted to the highest story Of his Olympick Palace Now labouring men seeing the Sun decline Take out their bags and sit them down to dine The Sun was in the middle way And had o'rcome the one half of the day When as the Sun up to the South aspires And seats himself upon dayes glorious Tâ—rone Ascending through heavens brightest azure vault The Sun is now upon the highest hill Of his dayes journey Now the Mid day had made the shadows short The Evening and the Morn of equall port The Rosie Morn resigns her light And milder glory to the Noon North. The frozen pole where winter which no spring can â—ase With blasting cold doth glaze the Sâ—ythian seas The frozen wain The farthest shore Washt by the Northern Ocean Those whom dayes bright flame Sâ—arce warms Their Northeâ—n Pole VVhere a perpetuall winter binds the ground And glazeth up the floods VVhere Phoebus fire scarce thaws the Isickles Cold Champions where No summer warmth the tree doth chear 〈◊〉 Climates which a sullen air infest 〈◊〉 where Galistho drives her frozâ—n team â—â—here raigns the greater and the lesser Bear â—â—hich from their Poles view all things which they please 〈◊〉 never set beneath the western seas 〈◊〉 the Pole of the Parrhasian Maid 〈◊〉 region under th' Erimanthian Bear V. Cold. Boreas Frost Nose The double doored port â—â—here Zephyrus delights to sport 〈◊〉 Arbitrator betwixt the eyes lest they should 〈◊〉 together by th' ears Stands in bucklers place To take the blows for all the face Noyse â—â—lted voices through the Palace rung Confused noise did smite the gilded staâ—s â—â—pplâ—usive murmures with a flood of air 〈◊〉 justling waves against the rocks 〈◊〉 noise made Mars wounded by Diomede Throwing about their rude confused sounds Clamour flew so high â—â—er wings struck heaven and drown'd all voice â—â—ith tumult broke the air Such a shout Made Polyphemus when his eyes went out Driving affrighted Ecchoes through the air â—ike the loud rattle of the drumming wind Like Canons when they disgorge Their fierie vomits So Aetna roars when c. v. Aeâ—na Their shout not that can passe VVhich the loud blasts of â—hracian Boreas On Piniâ— Offa makes and bows amain The rattling wood A noise horrid and as loud As thunder makes before it breaks the cloud Their noise not that of Thracian Boreas Amongst the Pines of Oâ—â—a can surpasse Nor that which Nilus falling water makes Precipitated from the Cataracts A noise that did the wounded air with terrour fill Such noise doth make Enceladus when he his tomb doth shake Enough to make an Earthquake Like â—he roar of a whole herd of lions As loud a noise as make the Hurrican The River trembled underneath his banks To hear the replication of his sounds No longer hold Their bursting joies but through the air was â—oll'd A lengthened shout as when th' Artillerie Of heavens discharg'd along the cleaving Skie With such a foul great noise that you would say Surely some great Arcadian asse did bray Whose noise appalls Worse than ten Irish Funeralls As when confused cries In dead of night rend the amazed Skies That may be heard to the Antipodes V. Murmure Shout Nuptialls v Marriage Nymphs The wanton rangers of the wood That in the Coral woods string pearls upon their hair The beauteous Sylvan Deities That trip upon the Mountains Or delight in groves and fountains That dally on the flowry hill or vallie The buskin'd Deities Nereides Nayades Dryades Hâ—madryades Oreades O. Oak VVHere stately Oaks are in no lesse account For height or spreading than the proudest be That from high Oeta look on Theassaly So fairly drest With spreading arms and curled top that Jove Ne'r braver saw in 's Dodonean grove â—â—â—es that to fate are Tenants of a longer date â—â—â—nce dangle Acorns cradled in their husks â—â—es sacred Tree Chaonian tree Obscure â—â—ling posing perplexing puzling abstâ—use Enigmaticall requiâ—ing a resolution from the Delian Oracle â—â—rdian language Knotâ—y speeches â—here all is veâ—l'd that he that reads divine â—uching the sense at two removes Language that fits the ear â—â—d mouth of Oedipus to speak and hear Language that walks in mists and shrouds â—s meining in the bosome of a cloud Darker than Plato's numbers Carcinus Poems Archimedes Problems Mysterious language â—â—lian verses Observe v. Mark â—â— Argos Io. To behold with an intentive observing eye To look with eyes that own no other object To behold with gazefull jealous eyes Look Old In the downfall of his mellow years Nature hath brought him to the door of death Nature in him stands on the very verge Of deaths confines Descended into the vale of years Struck with the rod of time A face imprest with aged Characters Her teeth dance in her head like Vitginall Jacks Autumnall face Whose face doth show Like stately Abbies ruin'd long ago When a man is daily betwixt the affliction of diseases and the apprehension of death That hath nothing but ice in his veins and earth in his visage One of four score three night-caps and two hairs A chilly frost surpriseth every member And in the midst of June he feels December There is nothing wherein we may see more lamen table marks of the inconstancy of humane things than in the spoils and ruines of her face Trembling limbs shaking voice A bald-head and childish dropping nose Uâ—â—armed gums Loose cheeks and wrincles madâ— As large as those which in the woody shade Of spatious Tabraca the mother ape Deep furrow'd in her aged cheeks doth scrape When age by times imperious law With envious prints the forehead dimmes When drought and leannesse suck and draw The moisture from the withered limbs Old croan that hath outliv'd her teeth That hath three hairs four teeth a brest Like grashoppers an emmets crest A skin more â—ugged than her coat And dugges like spiders webbes His Temples like the swans soft feathers are A charnell house of bones which yet quick Have quite outliv'd their own Arithmetick Her teeth are fallen out but her nose and chin Intend very shortly to be friends and meet about it When deeper years Hath interwoven snow amongst our hairs When we are bruised on the shelf Of time and read Eternall day-light on our head When with the rheum The cough and Pâ—iâ—ick we consume Into an heap of cynders One foot in the grave Charons boat Daily expected by their winding sheeâ— Whose head is covered with an hoary fleece On whom age snows white hairs Whose every wrinckle tells him where the plow Of time hath furrowed to whom ice doth flow In every vein whose aged head wears snow The living snow The live sepulcher The head which age hath cloath'd in white Old as the withered ram Medaea â—lew VVhose age she in the caldron did renew Ready to
deeds hold The twigs of the rod of war wherewith God scourgeth a want nation into repenâ—nce When the sword is once drawn he wisheth all scabbards cut in pieâ—â— Soul The heavenly spark the better part of man Of a fair lodging brighâ—er guest The bodies inmate The rationall and nobler part The bodies Tenant The best first part the Monarch of the breast The bodies best perfume Souls departed Spirits which have thrown away All their envious weights of clay And by their glorious troops supply The glorious winged Hierarchy Whom their great Creators sight Inebriateth with delight Spirits imparadised Freed souls Uncaged spirits Flidge souls that leave their shells Uncased unorganed unsheathed souls Ghosts repurified unhoused uncloathed souls That have put on the glistering Pall Of immortality That clothed be In garments wove of immortality Divorced infranchised refined souls That have put off their gowns of clay Harsh sound The bells in pestilence ne'r made like sound The croaking raven or the engendring toad The mandrakes shriek not half so harsh Killing accents No harsher news did ever strike the ear Heart-wounding news Sinking the soul with the report Where truth is worse than any forgeriâ— Where we may curse the mouth that doth not lie Where fame goes off with a most sad report Oh wound us not with sad a tale for bear To presse our grief too much we cannot hear This all at once such heavy news as these Must gently sink into us by degrees Let us digest This first then try our patience with the rest Practise us first in lighter griefs that we 〈◊〉 grow at last strong for this Tragedy 〈◊〉 it in whispers and uncertainty â— some new unauthoriz'd bâ—zze without â—â—ason or warrant to confirme our doubt South Where Auster vailes â—â—d heavens with clouds and earth with showers assails Sew The cunningest painter might have learn'd of her needle which â—â—h so pretty a manner made his careere to and froâ— through the â—â—h as if the needle would have been loth to have gone from such â—â—istresse but that it hoped to returne thitherward very quickly aâ—in the cloth looking with many eyes upon her and lovingly emâ—â—acing the wounds she gave it the shears were also at hand to beâ—â—d the silk that was grown too short And if at any time she 〈◊〉 it to her mouth to bite it off it seemed that where she had been â—â—g making roses with her hands she would in an instant make â—â—ses with hâ—r lips the lillies seemed rather to have whitenesse of â—e hand that made them than the matter they were made of and 〈◊〉 they grew there by the suns of her eyes refreshed by that aire â—hich an unawares sigh might bestow upon them Like artificial Gods creating flowers Sparke â—s fire his strength being wasted hides his head â—n the white ashes sleeping though not dead Who ever saw a dying sparke of fire â—â—ke in warme embers till some breath inspire â—â—orc't revival how obscure it lies And beeing blowne glimmers awhile and dies â—â—eping in his ashy bed Speake To breake the yeilding aire His tongue begun his taske His lipâ— he thus unlocks unsealâ— â—o present the aire with To saluâ—e the ears To cloath the thoughts in airy garments To forme a speech to shape a voice And wings gave to this speech To digest his thoughts in words As if a God did break The aire amongst us and vouâ—hsafe to speak He straight divides The portals of his lips and thus replâ—'d His lips such accents break To unseal the red virgin wax To break the bars of silence Open once more those rosie twins Opâ—ning the cherrie of her lips The conceptions of the mind discharge their birth Spider Industrious Spinster That weaves the waving tiffany That on high rafters layes her thin spun net To catch the buzzing flie That weaves her own Lawn hanging canopie Ingenious spinner twining with her feet What from her bowels comes Spinne To twine the carded wooll The carded wooll With following twine their busie fingers pull And with soft murmures draw the teased wool From their small spindles twerl the twining thread A Spring or Fountain Chrystall riverlings purl on the pebbles The lesser daughters of the sea Edged with poplar trees Where Chrystal springs do wooe the meeker ground And makes the pebbles dance unto their sound The Chrystall spring Got newly from the earths imprisoning The Chrystall current of the plains The water turns in many a ring As if it staid to hear the wood quire sing The water so transparent pure and clear That had the self enamour'd boy gaz'd here So fatally deceiv'd he had not been While he the bottome not his face had seen A Chrystall rill Gently diâ—burd'ned from a swelling hill Which from the green side of a flowry bank Eat down a channell where the wood nymphs drank That smileth as she floats And in her face so many dimples show And often skips as it did dancing go Whose fretful waves beating against the hill 〈◊〉 all the bottom with soft mutterings fill The murmuring brooke That wantons through the meadowes Sweet springs in which a thousand nimphes did play â—oft rumbling brooks that gentle slumber drew By whose falls â—elodious birds sing madrigalls â— babling spring that trips upon the stones â—nd with soft murmure rocks the sence asleepe The Christal Nymph The flowing deity â— bubling spring with streams as clear as glasse â—n chiding by enclos'd with matted grasse A Chrystal spring Presenting the impartial shapes of things The spring â—regnant with flowers now the spring Like a new bride appears â—hose feather'd musick only bring Caresses and no requiem sing On the departed year The earth like some rich wanton heire Whose parents conffind lie â—orgets it once lookt pale and bare And doth for vanities prepare As if spring nere would die â—hen temperate breath â—â—es to the glad fields truitful birth â—h ' enamour'd spring soft blushâ—s blowes Upon the roses cheeks The south inspires Life in the spring and gathers into quires The scaâ—ter'd nightingales Now th' astonisht spring â—ears in the aire the feather'd people sing The easie spring â—â—icht with odours wantons on the wing â—f th' Easterne wind â—â—ir Mistresse of the earth with garlands crown'd 〈◊〉 out her flowry wealth The trees put on their leavy hats Then glad earth gives new liveries to the trees When sturdy Aries ushers in the spring Now each creature joyes the other Passing happy dayes and houres One bird reports unto another In the fall of silver showers Whilst the earth our common mother Hath her bosome deckt with flowers Whilst the greatest tofch of heaven Wâ—th bright raies warmes Flora's lap Making nights and daies both even Chearing plants with fresher sap When proud pyde April drest in all his trim Hâ—th put a spirit of youth in every thing That heavy Saturn laught and leapt with him The summers front The foyzen of the year When nightingales do hush the silent night When nightingales do sing the sun asleepe And a wild
musick burthens every bough The winter-starved earth By nature teeming labours towards her birth Still as the day upon the dark world creepes One blossome forth after another peepes Till the small flower whose roote is now unbound Gets from the frosty prison of the ground Spreading the leaves unto the powerful noone When gardens prankt with rosie buds do spring Whilst Flora dallies in her flowry bed Whom Zephyr courts and sweetly to her sings Wâ—ping away the tears Aurora shed When vernal blasts and gentle windsappear Such as blow flowers and through the glad boughs sing Many soft welcomes to the lusty spring In verdant weeds fresh earth the spring arraies Flora with tapestry checkers the fields The trees and earths embroyderer Phaebus in his yearly race Pranketh in perfumed robes All these goodly nether globes Paving the ground with flowers The morning of the year From the awakened rootes the buds do grow The fragrant spring with flowry chaplets crown'd â—he year in its sucking infancy bloome â—hen flowers paint the gaudy fields When balmy showers â—â—ck the soft bâ—est of fragrant meads with flowers The quickening spring â—hen birds are tutoring their young to sing The jocund spring â—herein the leaves to birds sweet caroling â—â—nce with the wind When May â—â—cks up the fiâ—lds in holidayes array â—hen well appareled April on the heele Of limping Winter tâ—eads â—he ram that bore fair Hellen once away 〈◊〉 made the dark night equal to the day â—â—ir coloured flowers in the meadowes spring â—nd now the birds their untaught notes do sing The seed which long time in the earth hath laid â—s now shot forth into a tender blade The birds salute the growing spring The jolly tide â—hen the earth in all her pride And the lady of the May â—â—imm'd up in her best array â—ath invited all the swains With the lasses of the plains The warme sun doth thaw the earth And gives the fleet-wing'â— swallow birth â—aking within the hollow tree The cuckoe and the humble bee The flowry prime â—hen lavish nature in her best attire Cloathes the gay spring the season of desire The time that the Lady Flora useth to cloath our granâ—â—me earth with a new livery diapred with vaâ—ious flowâ—â—s and checquer'd with all delightful objects A season no lesse proper than propitious to lovers Now winters gone the earth hath lost â—er snow white robes and now no more the fâ—ost Candies the grasse or casts an ice cream Upon the silver lake and chrystal stream But the warme sun thawes the benummed earth And makes it tender gives a sacred birth To the dead swallow wakes in hollow trees The drowsie cuckoe and the humble Bee Now do a quire of chirping minstrels bring In tâ—iumph to the world the youthful spring The vallies hills and woods in rich array Welcome the coming of the long'd for May. The smiling spring Danceth on Zephyres rosie wing And with a pregnant flowry birth Doth retresh the teeming earth The gâ—ound doth smile at the springs flowry birch The spring crown'd with the glories of the earth Rides on the heavenly ram When Zephyâ—'s muskie kisses breath Fresh honour on the smiling trees When the earth begins to put on her new apparrel against the approach of her lover and the sun running an even course became an equal arbiter betwixt night and day VVhen every thing doth make a gleesome boast The birds chant melody on every bush The snake lies â—olled in the chearful sun The green leaves quiver with the fanning wind And make a checkerd shadow on the ground Now snowes are quite dissolv'd fiesh grasse we see To cloath the fields and leaves on every tree Earth â—â—angeth hiew the swelling waters sinke And with soft current slide within their brinke Aglaiâ— naked dares upon the ground VVith Nimphes and her bright â—isters dance a round South winds the spring attending still Bâ—â—alme the seas and sayles do fill Now â—rost makes not the meadowes hoare Not winters snow swollen rivers rorâ— The lucklesse bird her nest doth frame Bâ— wayling â—â—ys and the shame of Cecrops house The shepherds of rich flocks rehearse And to their pipes chant rural verse Seeking his godhead to appease VVhom flocks and hills Arcadian please The long'd for sun Peepes through the hornes of the celestial ram The winter to the spring be queaths The rule of time and mild Favonius breaths A quire of swans to that sweet musick sing The aire resounds the motion of their wing VVhen over plains they fly in ordered rankes To sport themselves upon Caysters banks VVhilst every bushie vaile â—nd grove and hill sounds of the nightingale The sun breaks up earths rugged chains â—herein rude winter bound her veins The naked trees get crisped heads And colour'd coats the roughest meads And they with growing glory rise That lately fetter'd were with ice Stagge v. Swift Upon the bâ—ink Of some smooth stream about to drinke With shame remembers that he fled Surveying thâ—re his armed head The scorned dogs resolves to try The combate next but if their cry â—â—â—ades again his trembling eare â—e strait resumes his wonted fear Leaves the untasted spring behind â—nd wing'd with fear out flies the wind Whom fences long with held â—rom meadowes where the spring in glory raignes â—ow having levelâ—'d those unpleasing chains â—nd treading pâ—oudly ore the vanquisht flowers â—â— in his hopes a thousand joyes devoures The long-liv'd beasts That bears thâ— branched hornes Whose life four times exceeds the câ—owes The knaggy-horned beast Stars â—eavâ—ns sparkling fires Heavens fiery sparks â—angles of heavens canopies The burnisht lamps Those freckles in the beauâ—eous face of heaven The burning tapers of the skie Heavens bright torches The bright eyes of the firmament â—eavens twinkling pride Heavens golden studds 〈◊〉 twinkling spangles of the firmament The gilt nails in the wheele of heaven The heavens bright crescents The powdered embroidery of heaven â—eavens golden bosses ingots beads Immortal synod of the glorious skie The twinkling eyes That with disordered order gild the skies The gilt studs of the firmament The wandering armies of the skies Which march above in blew gold tinsell'd lawne Tilting at ours their many-pointed eyes The common people of the skies Heavens clear fires Which with the moone succeede when day retires The spangling light That sparkle on the brow of shady night The glorious wonders of the skies Th' Almighties mystick characters The powdering of heavens azure tapestry The flaming letters of the book of heaven The sparkling beauties of the night Heavens shining pendants Nights giudy jewels The sparkling diamonds of the skie The skies bright sentinels The starry senate of the night The parliamâ—nt of stars The pretty wonders of the skie Nights rich expâ—nsion The golden issue of the skie The skies enamelling Annâ—aling of the skies Wel ordered Armies of the skies Nights spangled host The moâ—â—s silver-â—râ—ssâ—d torch bearers The servants to the humerous night The gliâ—tering sparkes Bâ—ight squadrors of the skies Whose light undarkes The gloomy shâ—dowes of
the night And in a silent story Dâ—clare the greatnâ—sse of their makers glory By ordered courses driven In golden coaches through the lists of heaven Hesperus beauteous herd The numerous train of spangled Nymphes The silver spangles of the glorious skie That hang upon the dusky cheekes of night As a rich jewel in an Aethiops eare Those lampes of living fire to fixed motion bound The welkins silver-groats Diana's starry nymphs Those firy Oes that do engild the night The floore of heaven Is thick in laid with pattens of rich gold The blessed candles of the night Heavens unnumbered sparks The starry jewells of the skies The night-borne creatures of the skie Mysterious letters in heavens silver page The meaner beauties of the night Which poorely satisfie our eyes More by the number than the light Like common people of the skies The starry chains whose blazes play In knots of light along the milky way That through their chrystal casements peepe The litle drops of light that in their orbes do glow Which travel in their motion so That we their names and courses know And he that on their changes looks Would think them govern'd by our books Rich spangâ—es that adorne the skies Which though they shine for ever fixed there With light and influence relieve us here A falling Star As when a falling star falls from the skie Or seems to fall to the deceived eye A streaming star from heaven did nimbly glide The melting stars their sulphurous surfet shed Flaming jelly Blazing star v. Comet Stinke Like old saturns socks Such breathing Cadmus dragon threw In the infected aire More loath'd than Lerna or the Stygian lake Whose consuming sent Would poyson thoughts although it had no vent To bâ—ing it forth As Cerberean Avernus As the â—oame of Cerberus Stoick Whose visages do cream And mantle like a standing pond That do a wilful stillnesse entertain Only to be drest in an opinion Of wisdome gravity profound conceit That cruel sect which seeke to bereave us of one halfe of our selves in seeking to free us from all our passions and affections and instead of making a wise man have raised a statue Delighting in long breath'd accents which he prolates with such pauses that before he be at the period of a sentence a man may reach a second thought Vineger aspect Who all easie passion flies The dry brained portick whose Aâ—henian breast Transcendinng passion never was opprest With grief Marble braines Flint brested stoicks they whose marble eyes Contemne a wrinckle and whose soules despise To follow natures too affected fashion Or travel in the regent walke of passion Whose riged hearts disdain to shrinke at fears Or play at fast and loose with smiles and tears Stomach The bodies kitchen Natures cooke Digestive fire That greedy tyrant Exacting Publican That varies still his tribute with the day v. Glutton To Stone To give at once both death and grave To câ—ush with an hard shower Strange A thing more strange than on Niles slime the sun Ere bred or all which into Noaâ—s arke came A thing which would have posed Adam to name Stranger than seven Antiquaries studies Than Africks monsters Guinas rarities Stranger than strangers To Study Spends many a gray goose quill unto the handle Buries within their sockets many a candle Blots paper by the quire and dries up inke As Xerxes army did whole tivers drinke Sets his brain on the Strappado â—lâ—ing the brain into invention With more discoursing in his head â—an Jove when Pallas issued from his brain â—o call a Councell of his wits â—entering the squeezed brain Rub the brain â—o â—ask the brain to beat the brain â—he brain in labour travail â—he working soul projecteth thousand wayes Student â—he that hath sworn allegeance to his book â—watcheth Moons and grows more pale than they â—aborious as Cleanthes whose breath as well â—s writings of the oyl and candle smell Styx Which through obscure abodes â—preads his dull streams the terrours of the gods The sacred streams by which the gods do swear Which oath who break are for an hundred years â—xiled heaven and not invited come â—o Joves high table nor of nectar drink Whose waters are of so cold a temperature That no hing but a mules hoof can endure Summer Sol leaving now the gentle twinnes With Cancer and thirst panting Leo Innes What time the groves are clad in green The field drest all in flowers And that the sleck haiâ—'d nymphs are seen To seek them summer bowers The verdant Meads do dresse themselves in green Sols Palfries having past the twinnes Are posting hotly towards Cancers innes Wheat ears the brows of naked summer crown When fields in flowry mantles are array'd Dayes burning eye â—lakes Cancers crooked clawes in servour sâ—ie The lusty youth of year The noontie of the year When all things vigorous appear The Summers day Perfects the Embryon blossomes on each spray The dogstar rains his maladies And robs the high and air-invading alps Of all their winter suits and snowie sâ—alps When cherry trees inticing burdens bear Green plush the meadows wears â—lora at her own beauty wondring stands When Flora layes forth all her pride When the sun gallops in his full career On the back of the scalding Crab. Now bright Andromeda's refulgent Sire Shews to the world under his hidden fire Now Procyon and the raging Lion swayes And Phoebus brings forth dry and parched dayes The shepherd tir'd with his faint flock doth hie To find cool shades or troubled current nigh And rough Sylvanus thickets while the shore Becalmed stands from seas tumultuous roar The furious dog stars heat Upon the parched corn long since hath beat With its fierce scalding influence and made The beasts to seek the spreading elms cool shade Now Cepheus plainly shews his hidden fires The dog star now his furious heat displayes The lion spreads his raging ire The sun brings parched dayes The shepherd now his sickly flocks restores With shades and â—ivers and the thickets finds Of rough Sylvanus silent shores Are free from playing winds When Cancers star encreaseth light And lengâ—hens ouâ— the dayes Summer now of the dog-star boasts Of angry constellations honour'd most From whose strong heat Egyptians still begun To mark the turning circle of the sun When as the sun mouâ—ts on the lions back When Syrius doth first appear The time which with a full hand to us brings All that was promis'd by the hopefull spring The labouring sun hath wrought his track Up to the top of lofty Cancers back The Icie Ocean cracks the frozen pole Thaws with the heat of the celeâ—tial coal Sun Phoebus Sol Hyperion The Father of the light The dayes illustrious eye The lights bright chariot The worlds great lamp Taper The dayes great eye The burning stone of Anaxagoras Dayes bright flame Sols blazing throne Heavens Christmas candle The never dying lamp taper torch candle Titans golden ring Great Titans carre The good old Planet The worlds surveyor Generall That Prince of
light that takes his morning crown And in the Evening layes his glory dowâ— Phoebus burning throne The dayes bright champion Sols orient shrine Greatest torch of heaven The bright surveyor of the heavens That each day goes his golden pilgrimage Whose flaming hair Doth every day gild either Hemisphere Dayes gloâ—ious Prince the father of the year Fountain of light heavens richest gem Heavens golden headed Charioter Lord of heat viceroy of nature King of lights By whose male force is all we have begor Tâ—e curl'd paâ—e waggoner of heaven â—mperor of light King of Planets Soveraign of the stars Monarch of dayes and years The Persian Deity Father of winged time The worlds surveying lamp Which with his hot steeds guides the winged day He who alone can tame Those Steeds which from their nostrils vomit flame The tardie year I measuâ—e I am he Who see all objects and by whom all see Dâ—yes lofty going flame The King of flames Monarch of light great Hyperions golden throne That opes the pleasant sweets of May. That runs the gloâ—ious round Unweaâ—ied traveller The Soveraign of heavens golden fires That hâ—th his forehead circled in With many clear beams and shâ—rp pointed ray And drives the puâ—ple chariot of the day Who in his flamâ—ng chariot rides And with perpetuall motion time divides Great King of day from whose far darting eye Night wandring stars with fainting splendour flâ—â— The worlds bright eye Careering daily once about the skie The lights bright chariot Heavens burning Axle-tree The prince of planets with his locks of amber The glorious governour of day The bold fac'â— lampe Phaebe's bright brother The illustrious soveraigne of the day That hath the guidance of the day Instated all alone Amidst the planets in his burning throne Distributeth abroad with large extent Light both unto the stars and firmament Whose heat and light Makes creatures warme and bright Great glory of the skie That gilds the streams with heavenly Alchimy That all the world doth lighten with his ray Phe Pythian knight Illustrious officer of day That strips the mountains of their snowie shirts The Ocean of light The Persians shining God Phaebus bright chariot by Vulcan wrought The beam and axle tree of massie gold On silver spokes the golden fellies roll'd Rich gems and chrysolites the harnesse deckt Which Phaebus beams with equall light reflect That eye of day That in twelve measur'd houres doth survey The moity of earth Natures lusty Paramour Who by the clear extension of his light Chaseth from earth the impious sons of night Whose beams the various formes of things display Like multitude of figures wrought in clay Sun Rising v. Morning Sun Set. v. Evening Surgeon That hath some businesse about the building of the litle house of man whereof nature is as it were the tiler and he the plaisterer His gains are very ill got for he lives by the hurts of the common wealth He differs from a physitian as a sore doth fâ—om a disease He is a reasonable cleanly man considering the scabs he hath to deal with Swains v. Shepherds That barb the fields and to their merry teams Thistle their passions â—â—â—ched all day with his own scalding heat â—â—ved with keen sith the glory and delight â—â—motley meadows â—â—ich with their whistling hearten on their team All whose theam â— of their oxen and their team â—â—e piping lads that sound their sprightly strains â—hilst they their fleecy troops drive o'r the plains Swannes VVhich claps her silver wings â—â—d in the sedges of Meander sings VVhich many a day â—n the streams swelling breast hath had its play â—â—d on the panting billows bravely rides â—hilst Countrey lasses walking on the sides â—â—mire her beauty and with clapping hands â—â—ould force her leave the streams and tread the sands â—hat adde harmonious pleasures to the streams â—â—ffling their plumes come gliding on the Lake The air resounds the motions of their wings â—hen over plains they flie in ordered ranks â—o sport themselves upon Caysters banks â—â—at on Caysters bank when death doth come â—â—â—h sweetly sing an Epicedium That sadly sings 〈◊〉 mournfull dirge to the silver springs â—â—hich carelesse of his song glide sleeping by â—â—ithout one murmure of kind Elegiâ— Swear 〈◊〉 if they meant t' unstar the sphears with oaths â—â—at oft names God in oaths and onely then VVhose best of Rhetorick is a full mouth'd oath with a graceâ—e grace V. Forms of protesting Sweat â—ds of sweat stand moist upon thy brow â—ke bubbles in a late disturbed stream â—â—e watry bubbles of the painfull brow â—face froth'd o'r with sweat â—â—ir bosomes bath'd and steep'd in frothy sweat Drown'd in the native deluge of his sweat The sweat came gushing out from every pore And on his head a standing mist he wore Springs of sweat did in his forehead rise Sweat embalms His varnisht forehead Sweet smelling Zephyrus breaths not with a sweetergale Through groves of Sycamore A breath compos'd of odours Sweet as Panchaian fumes As the sweet sweat of tosesin a Still Or that which from chas'd Musk cats pores doth tril As th' Almighty balm of th' early east Like the Sabaean airs which as they fly Perfume with sweets the morning Majesty Like to the Phenix nest when she her wain Of age repairs and sows her self again Or when that balmy load she doth transfer Her cradle and her parents sepulcher To Heliopolis Apollo's Town And on his flamy Altar layes it down A place that breath'd perfumes Her words embalmed in so sweet a breath That made them triumph both on time and death Whose fragrant sweets Since the Cameleon knew And tasted of he to this humour grew Left other elements held this so rare That since he never feeds on ought but air Oh how the flowers prest with their treading on them Strove to cast up their heads to look upon them And jealously the buds that so had seen them Sent out their sweetest smells to come between them As fearing the perfume lodg'd in their powers If known would make men quite neglect the flowers The nard breaths never so nor so the rose when the namour'd spring by kissing blows Soft blushes on her cheeks nor th' early east Vying with Paradise â—'th Phenix nest As it the nard expires Perfuming Phenix like his funerall fiâ—es The winds of Paradise send such a gale More pretious breath than which moves The whispering leaves in the Panchaian groves Arabian wind whose breathing gently blows â—â—le to th' violet blushes to the rose â—â—ever yield an odour rich as this â—hen the Phenix from the flowry east â—â—s the sweet treasure of her perfum'd nest â—â—et as the proudest treasures of the east â—â—et as the Indian Cane As flaming gums â—â—agrant as the morning rose â—â—t as Panchaian gums or Frankincense â—myrrhe nor Cassia nor the choice perfumes â—untouch'd nard or Aromatick fumes â— hot Arabia doth enrich the air 〈◊〉 more delicious sweetnesse 〈◊〉 ever smelt the breath of morinng flowers 〈◊〉 sweetned with the dew of
lodging nigher to my heart My uttermost ambition and endeavour is to climb to those deserts may give me the name of your thankful servant No creature bears life Which more faithfullie studies to do you service I am so far beneath the riches of your merits it can be no honour to your name to rank me in the number of your servants The least words you speak I receive with as much reverence as an absolute and unresistable commandement You have given so great testimonies of your love to me that iâ— I should not have a due resentment of them It were fit I lost my memory I cannot forget your favours without forfeiting my right to a memory You have so absolutely acquired me yours as you have left me no liberty to do what I desire when there is any question of performing your pleasure There 's nothing that my sence can reach That doth not some way me my duty teach Eevery object me thinks upbraids my ingratitude Hâ—d I as many tongues c. V. Many unspeakable My gratitude to you is as necessary as my being and I can sooner cease to be than to be unthankfull If you expect thanks worthy your favours I beseech you afford me the terms I may repeat after you for your satisfaction For I confesse my incapacity to expresse the resentment your obligations cause in me V. Forms of concluding Letters Forms of blessing or wishing well All the dear joyes here and above hereafter Crown thy fair soul May sick men if they have your wish be well And heaven hate those you curse Prosperity be your page Successe crown all your actions Good fortune by your lacquey and wait upon you The best wishes your thoughts can forge be your servants and attend you May each day better others happinesse May each sun shine with a new blessing on you Untill the heavens envying earth's good hap Give you immortal honour So live on earth that heaven may thee desire Yet slowly to the expecting stars aspire May you carve out your fortune to your wish Safety and honour alwayes attend you May heaven empty her storehouse of blessings upon you V. Happy Forms of cursing or wishing ill Mischief and sorrow go along with you Hearts discontent and sour affliction Be playfellows to keep you company May poyson be their drink Gall worse than gall the dainties that they tast Their sweetest shade a grove of Cypresse trees Thir chiefest prospects murdering Basilsks Their softest touch as smart as lizards stings Their Musick frightfull as the adders â—isse And boding shriech owls make the consort full All the foul terrours in dark seated hell All curses madded Hecuba gave the Greeks And mine to boot dart on thee The gods send thee not death the common plague but feeling after death May thy curse equall thy merits and the Devils malice be glutted in thy misery May heaven create a new puinshment in hell for thee alone as conceiving all the degrees there already heaped together too little for thy wickednesse The ravenous Vulture tear his breast The rolling stone disturb his rest Let him next feel Ixions wheel And adde one fable more To lying Poets store May he be whatsoever rage and malice wish V. Miserable Vnhappy Forms of blessing times and dayes That blessed night that mild aspected hour Shall consecrated evermore remain What gentle Planet in that hour remain It shall be happy in the birth of men Which was chief Lord of the Ascendent then With whiter wooll be clad the day It shall be marked with the whitest stone The sun shall shine upon that happy day And ever crown it with a glorious ray This happy day Shall be to after times their Epocha And whâ—n reckon up the summe of blisse They shall wish all their dayes to be like this And may there on that day for ever be A Rubrick set to all eternitie The golden number light upon that day Not any moments are More sainted in Fames happy Calendare Nor shall that happy day for ever lack Its worth in fames eternal Almanack Which none shall read but straight their losse deplore And blame the fates they were not born before To see this day Times last annals eternize that day Forms of cursing dayes and times O let that day be guilty of all sin That is to come or heretofore hath been From his unnumbred hours let time divide it Lest in his minutes he should hap to find it Or let him on his brows for ever wear it That when he comes all other dayes may fear it And the ill-boding Planets by consent That day hold ever their sad Parliament Be it in heavens decree enrolled thus Black fatal dismall inauspicious O let that day be ever banish't far And quite expung'd from times great Calendar Succeeding years as they their circuit go Leap o'r this day as the sad time of woe May the unwearied sun for ever shroud This day his face within some dismall cloud And when the Morn shall bring its dawning light May it be strangled in eternall night When this day yearly comes let every one Throw in their urn their sad and blackest stone Let never bird that cuts the air with wing Except the owl be this day heard to sing Let clouds and darknesse dwell upon that day Unblest for ever by Sols chearing ray Let all men curse it let it ne'r appear Amongst those dayes that consummate the year Let mirth and joy be banish't from that day May it its course and curst succession lack Nor have a name in any Almanack Let that day be bound In clouds of pitch nor walk th' Aethaerean round Let not God write it in the roll of dayes Nor let the sun restore it with his rayes May plagues and famine and the worst of fate Light on that day may universall hate Make it by all detested may all unhappy stars Conjoyn their most malignant influence And then extract the subtle quintessence And throw it on this day Let the eclipsed Moon her throne resigne Instead of stars let blazing Meteors shine Let deaths dark shade involve no light appear But dreadfull lightnings it s own horrour fear Be it the first of miseries to all Or last of life defam'd for funerall O be that dismall night for ever blind Lost in it self nor to the day rejoyn'd Nor numbred in the swift circumference Of months and years but vanish in offence O let it sad and solitary prove No sprightly musick hear nor songs of love Let wandring Apparitions then affright The trembling Bride and quench the nuptiall light Forms of breaking off But as in cutting up a man that 's dead The body will not last out to have read On every part and therefore men direct Their speech to parts that are of most effect So But like a winters day I must make amends for my unpleasantnesse in my shortnesse therfore c. Day would expire E'r all were told and would your patience tire Should I from their originall Our
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
Adam before he tasted Eve or the apple Natures best picture newly drawn which time and much handling dims and defaces Whose souls white paper is yet unscribled with observations of the world wherewith at length it becomes a blurd note-book Who yet knowes no evil nor hath made means by sin to be acquainted With misery All the language he speakes is tears and they serve well to expresse his necessity His hardest labour is his tongue as if he were loth to use so deâ—eitful an organ and he is best company with it when he can but â—rattle His fathers little Sâ—ory wherein he reads those dayes of his life â—he cannot remember and sighes to seâ— what innocency he hath â—out-liv'd In his purity and simplicity he is the Christians example and the old mans relapse Could he put off his body with his little coat he had got eternity without a burthen and exchanged one heaven for another Like his first father he is worse in his breeches He wears his dagger mâ—zzled lest it should bite his master With Child The pregnant womb grows heavy and requires Lucina's aid A team of harnest Peacocks fiercely draw Her siery Chariot from the flitting skie Wherein there sate the glorious Majesty Of great Saturnia on whose train attended An Host of Goddesses Juno descended From out the flaming Chariot and blest The painful womb The plenteous womb Expresseth her full tilth and husbandry The ripe burthen stretcht the heavy womb When nature quickens in the pregnant womb Her wishes past and now her hope to come Children The unprized treasure Of the chast womb the pledges of the loving bed Those little models of our selves The lesser volumes Epitomies of their parents Strong knots of love Natures common but rarest blessing Traduction of our selves Chiron Achilles two-shapt Tuâ—our He that taught stout Peleus son the way How with delight upon the Harp to play He that great Aesculapius Physick taught And learnt Alcides his Astrology The glittering Archer in the Zodiack Christs-Cross Dry leaveless trunk on Golgotha Cholerick v. Angry A man made out of fire A wasp Whose every humour is turned into choler Choler lies in him like lees in wine The least motion of the vessel makes them rise up Like a thatcht house quickly on fire Like gumm'd velvet quickly fretted Chaâ—ing as if they were rub'd with sope Chymick Alchymist The subrle Chymick doth dâ—evest And strip the creature naked till he find The sallow principles within their nest Admitted to Natures bed-chumber The Alchymists that choke Themselves with fumes waste their time in smoak That teach dull nature what her own forces are The sooty tribe whose ingenious itch Makes them grow poor by studying to be rich Close v. Embrace Close as the griping fist or cherry lips Of happy lovers in their melting sips Close as two Oisters Cockles Cloud The waves the surges billowes of the Airâ— The suns dusky robes The dropping wings The watery curtains of the Heavens The mistie cloak Heavens mufler maskie vail scarfe waâ—ry tiffany Heavens mourning clothes Heavens silk Cypress Those rolling waves floods billowes of the skies Such clouds Jove made when he Wrested from Jo her virginitie The duskie mufled skie The pitchy shroud heavens gloomy mask Those waves of thickned Aire The frowns of discontented Heaven The thickned Aire that steals away the skie Thick Air doth chok the jarring heavens The gloomy bosome of the cloud Whose gloomy darkness shroud Heavens lamps the wave-embatteld shrouds Brought from the sea on Eurus wings Blew curtains mixt of Aire and Water The hoorders up of Rain That in their melting bosomes hug the sun And smother up the strugling light The treasure-house of showers The magizines of Snow and Rain Cock The watchful-bird crest-people featherd King The peasants trusty clock Aurora's trumpetter The mornings watch The feathered Bellman of the night The feathered Prophet of approaching light The Bell-man of the morn Summoning light up with his bugle horn The native Bell-man of the night Startles the Moon and wakes the drowsie morn The bird that warned Peter of his fall The trumpet of the day That with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awakes the day and makes the erring ghosts Hast to their confines The husband Cock looks out and strait is sped Meeting his wife which brings her feather-bed That wakes the morn With bird of flesh and mouth of horn Cocke fight The Cocks do fight Bâ—istling their plumes and red with fury smite With spurs and beak-bounding at every blow With fresh assaulâ—s freshing their fury so That desperate in their unyielding wrath Nothing can end their deadly fewd but death The Lords about that on both sides do bet Look partially when one the field shall get And trampling on his gaudy plumed pride His prostrate â—o with bloody spurs bestride With clanging trumpets and with clapping wing Triumphantly his victory to sing Cold. Frosty frost-bit chill frozen congealed Northern bleak Where mens breath doth instantly congeal And atom'd mists turn instantly to hail Colder than Salamanders As cold as Alpin snow Cold as Lycaeus that Pâ—ne-bearing mount As snowy Haemus or cold Rhodope As mountain ice which the North-winds Congeal to purest Chrystall Cold as the frozen zone Whose hair with isickles are hung And chattering teeth confound the useless tongue Cold as the breath of winter as Apennine Where the hills active coldness doth go near To freez the frosty sun within his spear Cold as the top of snowy Algidus Cold as the feet of rocks Cold as the Gote or rough Sarmatian As Pindus frozen toppes Cold as the frozen Muscovite Coloured Streaked stained smeared speckled fâ—eckled tinctured varnishe pyde which nature dyde In more eye-pleasing hewes and richer grain Then Iris bow attending Aprils rain Nor can the Peacock in his spoâ—ted train So many pleasing colours shew again As in the Rain-bowes many-colured hiew Here we see watchet deepned with a blew There a dark tawny with a puâ—ple mixt Yellow and flame with streaks of green betwixt A bloody stream into a blushing run And ends still with the colour which begun Drawing the deeper to a lighter stain Bringing the lightest to the deep'st again With such rare Art each mingleth with his fellow The blew with watchet green and red with yellow Like to the changes which we dayly see About the Doves neck with varietie Where none can say although it strickt he tends Here one begins and there the other ends Combate v. War Redoubled-blowes Fall like amazing thunder on his cask Like Perseus on his Pegasus To Come To arrive aâ— When scarce her feet had toucht the beachy shore By free force of her palfrey wan Access to thâ—â—own Till they with pacing won The steepness of the hill when their travel had attaind With weary steps they conquer all the way Comet It flew And after it long blazing tresses drew The curled star that from his head throws out A thousand sparks fatall torch hairy lamps On whose pale flame an angry spirit
flies The shooting stars that glide With bloody-beams The bristled stars â—n flaming letters writ sad destinie The dismal star That threats the world with famine plague or waâ— The Star that wears a beard of flame The Autumnal ruddy streaming Sâ—ar Presageing famine pestilence and war â—mporting change of Times and Sâ—ates Brandish their Câ—rystal tresses in the skie Heavens dreadful heralds whose shag'd portent Foretels the coming of some dire event Torch-bearers to a royal funeral Il-boding lights Those blazing stars that show A Princes death or fatal overthrow Of prosperous States The faâ—al ushers of calamitie The flaming Heralds Harbenger of vengeance To Compass Impale ingirt environ encircle girdle surround swathe swaddle â—all about hemme in inlinke sphear hoop garter A Compass Circumference circle incirelet surrounding verge boundry â—phear orb round model cope circuit inclosure Confused As the first Choas ere division wrought An harmony and to proportion brought The seeds of discord undistinguisht Conquer v. Victory Triumph Who wears the Laurel planted on his brow Who with his conquests cloyed the jaws of death Sing Pances and thy brows with Laurel bind A full and perfect conquest was obtaind That for the sword no further work remaind On the glittering â—rest I see The glorious garland of the conquest born While feather-â—ooted fame before us flies Upon the golden wings of honour born Whom victory convoyes Crownd with the Garland of her golden hair On whose glittering crest The glorius garland of the conquest rests Bright conquest shines upon his sword Conscience The souls pulse eternal larum ever-barking-dog The black-book the hateful register The terrour of the astonisht soul The tempest of the mind That well-kept Register wherein is writ All ill men do all goodness they omit His pallid fears his sorrows his affrightings His late wisht had I wists remorseful bitings The witness executioner and Judge Justice bed-chamber The King of Heavens Atturney General Consider To look on a thing with a serious eye With instructed judging eyes to view To take a narrow view Constant Whom neither fear nor favour can Wrest from his thoughts and make him less a man Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin or wrench from giving all their due Whose honesty is not So loose or easie that a ruffling wind Can blow away or glittering look it blind Who rides his sure and even trot While the world now rides by now lags behind Whom nothing can procure When the wide world runs bias from his will To writh his limbs and shake A man of firm resolves firm as the center Unmoved as the poles Bold hands as some might hope to force The rowling light of Heavens as change her course Consume Languish waste melt thaw decay That with a slow infection melts away Like ice before the Suns uncertain ray Corn. Ceres goldy loâ—ks treasure The pride of Ceres plain The Plowmans hope and long expected gain Covetous A mole A son of earth that digs his mothers entrals To turn up treasure A rich beggar troubled with Midas itch A sucking spunge one that sits brooding ore his bags Theefe to himself A dung-hil wretch muck-worm Grown poore by getting riches his own torture A rust unto himself as to his gold That spider-like doth spin a web of gold Out of his own bowels-only knows the care And another the use of gold scraping dust-worm That starves at feasts and in the Rivers thirsts Whose wretched mind bends to no point but this That who have most of wealth have most of bliss Volopone's Armed with hooking tentors and clad in birdâ—ime That scrape like dung-hil Cocks in dirt and mire To find the gemme they know not how to use Golds dropsied Erâ—sycthous Like Dypsa's thirst Is never satisfied unless it burst Ever hungry till he surfets Wealths horse-leaches that ever crave So much the more the more they have Whose droyling hands thinks nothing can supply The greedy wants of his insatiat eye Nought can fill Th' unfathom'd gulf of his insatiate will The picture of miserable happiness and rich beggery Such an one as an enemy could not wish him worse than to be himself doing any thing to get that which he is determined when it is gotten never to use Rich fools whose base and filthy heart Lies hatching still the goods wherein they flow And damning their own selves to Tantals smart Wealth breeding want more wretched grow A chiverel conscience that will stretch to hold more Base stooping soules that grovel on the earth That think heaven for gold an easie morgage One that could love God well if there were an L. more in hâ—â— name One that hath coffiâ—'d up his soul in his chest before his body whom upon any payments wrested from him the charges of â— rope merely keeps from hanging himself Like a dog in a wheel toyles to roast meat for others eating freezing before the fire whilest he fears to be burnt if he come nearer it That could be content to have both his eyes pluckâ— out so he might have gold put in the holes Court The place of glorious troubles empty fallacies Fals delights the shine of kings envies hatching place Where rules of State and Ceremonies are Observ'd so seriously that I must dance And act ore all the complements of France And Spain and Italy before I can Be taken for a well-bred English-man Vpstart Courtier v. Fantastick The silken youths of Court great Atlas of the State That an high sayl of honour bear Using the fine Rhetorick of clothes To win esteem serious glorious fools Court ear-wigs wrigling to the ear of greatness Gaudy nothings That can speak a tedious piece of nothing Vary his face as Sea-men do their Compass Made of nothing but antick clothes and cringes Signes of men court bubbles Gaudy glow-worms carrying seeming fire Fine clothes with a bad lining Barrels of others wit His word like a phantastical banquet just so many Strange dishes A child of fancy Pedlars of wit That speak taffatie phâ—ases Mushrom gentlemen That shoot up in a night to place and worship The glittering Couâ—tier that in tissue stalks That wear a Pedlars shop about them Like the Cynnamon-tree-bark more worth than the body Like the Bird of Paradise feathers more worâ—h than the flesh Living under the tyranny of Ceremonies Perfumed silk-worms Inferiour orbes directed by the motion of higher sphears Living by the reflâ—ction of higher substances Can better exchange a piece of gold than of reason Such a man as his taylor pleaseth to shape him Putting much of his judgment away about the situation of his cloaths There is a confederacy between him and his clothes betwixt them to make up a puppy Proud of the ratling of his silks clothes being the remembrances of lost innocency like a mad man that laughs at the ratling of his â—etters Coward v. Brâ—gadochio A son of fear whose blood is whey A full bubble a valiant vanity That in high tearms can swear down fortresses And spoil the enemy before he sees him
every vein The great worlds ague the â—eeming earth Is with a kind of Cholick pinâ—ht and vext By the imprisoning of unruly winds Within her womb which for enlargement strives Shakes the old beldame earth and tumbles down Steeples and mosse-grown towres Earth imprison'd Aire with sudden birth Scartles the world and shakes the shivering earth East The honoured cradle of the Rosie morning Aurora's sweet Vermillion lap The gate hung all with golden tissues Whence Hyperions Chariot issues The light-disclosing portals of the Sun The Chambers of the springing light The ascendâ—ng Sun Rising Sun Suns ascent Where into the Ocean Nysus Hydaspes and swift Ganges fall The gray cheeks of the East The neighbours to the Suns uprise Great Alexanders Altars Pearly Aurora's saffron colourd bed The Nations that first see Sols early rising from Aurora's knee Whence early day doth spring Where silver Ganges runs From whence the mornings beams ascend Eat To pay the debt due to the stomack To stop the mouth of hunger To satisfie the exacting appetite To give almes to our craving stomack Eccho Daughter of aire and tongue Which the last of dying speech retorts Whilest she with others language sports The babling guest of rocks and hills That blab that will not cannot hold her tongue Who never asks but ever answers all Who lets not any her in vain to call The babling gossip of the aire The vocal goddess of the woods Slides through the vale and danceth ore the floods Loud Eccho's tear woods The Ape of Speech The image of a voice The gentle neigh-bourhood of Grove and Spring Unbosome all their Ecchoes Eclipse The Suns or Moons mourning clothes robes The Suns tempest storm The Moon into her darkned Orbe retires Sun Moon 's swound extasie trance enchantment Fair Phebe in Diameter Earth interposed betwixt the Sun and her Suffers Eclypse and is disrobed quite During the time of all her borrowed light The Moon paus'd in hâ—â— paler sphear Whilest her grim dragons drew her through the aiâ—e Sole pale sister in her wandering race With interposed wheels obscures his face Thessalian witches conjure down the Moon The Moon deprived of her brothers sight Earth interposing his celestial light The earths thick shade Eclyp'st the silver browes of Cynthia bright And her brown shadowes quencht her brothers light Egypt Upon whose fertile bâ—east a thousand waies In wandring tracks the wanton Nilus plaies And with his amorous folding arms doth seem T' imbrace small Ilands whilest his silver stream From several channels of it self doth meet And oft it self with wanâ— on kisses greet Where Philips son That all the rifled Ocean won Built his proud Ciâ—ie The Phaâ—ian land That soil where sad heaven never rains The fertile plain where swelling Nilus serves in stead of rain Where Nile discolours the blew Ocean Egyptian Those that shine in linnen stoles where Nilus flowes Renowned Nation Fed with fair Nilus fruitful inundation Which near confine The sweltering Coasts of swarthie Abyssine That with timbrel'd Anthems dark Bear Osyris woâ—shipt Ark. Eyes Those lovely Lamps those fleshie stars The souls windows Starry twins Cupids quiver Sparks excelling in their shine Fairest beams of Erycinâ— Cupids piercing shafts The wombs of Stars from whence At every glance a constellation flies Sparkling Chrysolites Natures looking glasses The bodies lattices watchmen scouts sentinels Cupids burning glassâ—s Loves silent Oratours Loves train band Loves select band Loves artillery The starrie Jewels Loves Legats Embassadours Looks the Embassie of Love Loves Magizin of Archerie Bright was the Sun but brighter were her eyes Such are the Lamps that guide the Deities Nay such the fire is whence the Pythian Knight Borrows his beams and lends his sister light Eyes whose life infusing beams Have power to melt the Northern icie streams And so inflame the Gods of those bound seas They should inchain their Virgin passages Under whose lids do move In nimble measures beauty wit and love Eies whose raies Might thaw the frozen Russian into lust And parch the negroes hotter blood to dust The Chrystall Cisterns that send out hot streames Of liquid pearle An eye might captive love Beauty sometime in all her glory crown'd Passing by that clear fountain of her eye Her sunshine face there chancing to espie Forgot her self deeming she had been drown'd And thus whilest Beautie at her beautie gazed She with her own perfections was amazed 'Twixt joy and grief she wiâ—h a smiling frowning Cast in her self to save her self from drowning The Well of Nector pav'd with Pearl and Gold Where she remains for all eyes to behold An eye where Loves dance galliards On whose eye-lids sit A thousand Nymph-like and enamoured graces Bright Citherea's Arks of love Loves dumb musick silent Oratory Rhetorick The souls casemenâ—s Natures Paradise Beauties Chrystal quivers The busie wanderers Cupids nest Magick circles Harbingers of Love Cupids chariot fowlers arrows torches touch-box matches Secret Oratours thoughts â—mbassadours Pandars of the soul Nuntio's of the mind Letting more light out then they take in Eyes which so far all other lights control They warm our mortal parts but these our soul The rowling eyes Cast flames like lightning darted from the skies Gilding the object whereupon they gaze The windows through which the heavens delight to peep Which when the heavens do spie They think themselves braved by a lower skie Where en trencht Cupid lies And from these turrets all the world desies The salvages that worship the Suns rise Would hate their God if they beheld these eyes All heavenly beauties joyn themselves in one To shew their glory in her eye alone Which when it turneth its celestiall ball A thousand sweet stars rise a thousand fall Eyes sending forth such pointed darts As peirce the hardest Adamantine heart Whose motions wheel the restless fate of every lover Those suns display Their lids and thence let out imprisoned day The tempting books On which even crabbed old men look Whence every beam creats a day Cupids throne befet with beams An eye Quick round and full raid round with majesty The Eagles do produce their bâ—ood To try their young ones there Two sprightful jetty eyes Where subtle Cupid in close ambush lies Two of the fairest stars in all the heavens Having some business do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their sphears till they return Whose eyes in heaven â—ould through the airy region stream so bright â—hat birds would sing and think it were not night Eyes that seem a temple where love and beauty are marâ—ed â—hose every looks a triumph Which nothing like themselves can fee Eyes which when so ere they rove All the Spheres of beautie move Which while they make love conquer conqver love The school where Venus hath learnt chastiâ—y Eyes which marry state with pleasure And keep the keyes of Natures chiefest treasure Whose shining eyes Are the two greater lights of â—â—pids skies To cure his blindness love doth make repair Unto her eyes able to steal the lookers on and leave Them quite
growes still The tatling snow-bal Old times recorder Sorrowes hasty barbinger The drunken bastard of the multitude The long tongu'd gossip Times treasurer True honours eagle-winged herald That sounds the silver trumpet Clad in a robe of gold Whose train old time obsequiously doth bear Wherein in rich embroydery is enroll'd The acts of all the worthies ever were On her faire breast she two broad tablets wears Of Chrystal th' one the other ebony Where are engraven all the names of yore In the large tombe of lasting memory Or the black book of endâ—esse obloquie Her palace placed betwixt earth and skies The windowes all composed are of eyes The walls are strongly edified of ears And underfoot floord all about with drums The rafters trumpets admirable chear The cranies tongues The doores unlock with every little breath That on the sun beams gloriously to ride The registers the worlds eternal houres The light-foot feather-tongued dame She that enquireth into all the world And hath about her vaulted palace hurld All rumours and reports or true or vain What utmost lands or deepest seas contein Her house is full of Eccho made Where never dies the sound And as her browes the clouds invade Her feet do touch the ground Famous Who bears The rarest fame that ere enriched aire Or found the way faire to aeternity Whose name Still breathes perfume from their embalming fame Beyond whose worth shall never sound a name Nor honour in her everlasting story More deepe engrave for all ensuing glory A fame which shall Out live the sun and close the worlds great eye A blast From fames loud trumpet which so long shall last Till the last trumpet drown it Fame addes perfume unto his dust Which your name shall save From the black edicts of a tyrant grave Nor shall your day ere set till the sun shall From the blind heavens like a dull cynder fall And all the elements imbâ—nd their strife To ruine what they made then your fames life When desperate time lies gasping shall expire Attended by the world in general fire Which from times injury Fame still will vindicate His name is fames best musick Famous beyond the utmost date of time Spreading fame Fore-runs the welcome of his honoured name To last for times eternal processe Whos 's highly honourd name for ever bears A welcome accent to all honest ears No â—irrh nor Cassia nor no choice perfumes Of unctious Nard or aromatick fumes Of hot Arabia do enrich the aire With more delicious sweets than do the faire Reports that crown the merits of his name With heavenly lawrels of eternal fame Fames Immortal books record no nobler names Whose louder name Hath blast enough to split the trump of fame Whose name is writ in fames immortal annals Worthy to be filed on fames eternal bead-rol Whose name even fills report Sainted in fames best Kallender Canoniz'd by fame Inrolled in the register of fame Whoâ—e fame hath won A strong advantage on the sithe of time Nor time nor malice can wrong out the right In the inheritance of fame he must possesse That fills the wide and open mouth of fame The farthest shore Washt by the Ocean shall him adore And all those northern Isles whome dayes bright flame Scarce warmes shall bear the thunder of his name Which shall survive the funeral of time And be the subject of a learned rime Beheld by many with the eyes of fame That nere had happinesse to see his face Dear son of memory great heir of fame Enrolled by the hand of sate in fames steele tables Whose name Is impt upon the wings of fame Hurld Hot from fames trumpet round about the world Eternall same trumpets forth his deserts Whose fame extended is so wide As that on it a man to heaven might clime VVhose rich report Fame was opprest with as a talk too great VVinged fame Growes great with honour of name VVhom all that dare believe report admire The Poets theam and patron Fame shall resound them on oblivions heâ—se Tâ—ll graves gasp with her blasts and dead men rise VVhose praise is sung of in unsilenc't story VVhose praise In spight of envie and her restlesse pains Is unconfin'd as blest eternity The vales shall ring Thine honoured name and every song shall be A Pyramis built for thy memory VVhose fame runs the suns course VVhose fame can be Confin'd by nothing but eternity Only the period of all daies Shall seal his fame and never ending praise VVhose fame in never dying rimes Shall be delivered to succeeding times VVhose fame shall last Till to be truly vertuous truly chast Be held a sin Sooner shall c. then thy fame Shall be forgot or honour fail thy name Whose high renown shall onely bounded be By the worlds bounds and vast Eternity Whose fame times file shall never fret away Whose fame shall credit win Till Lachesis have no more thread to spin Nor time a feather on his crazy wing His glories crescent to a circle grew Mounted to an height that envy cannot reach Whome fame is so desirous to honour that she borrows all mens mouths to joyn with her trumpet No Prince could pretend height nor beggar lownesse to bar him from the sound of his praises Whose name Is nursed by the fullest breasts of fame Long needy fame Doth even grow rich by sounding name Whose fame is writ with characters of brasse A sorted residence gainst the teeth of time And Razour of oblivion VVhose honour baits the edge of times keen sith And makes him heir of all Eternity Surviving fame with daring flight Doth give his name eternall right VVhose name doth strike the stars And rings about the concave A fame may dare times proudest injury His garland with time edg'd about Lest any age should ever ravell't out VVrit in fames eternall legend VVhose fame shall never die Till time lies buries in Eternity V. Ever Never Shall live beyond the Calendar of time Famine v Drought Like beasts some suck Beasts dugges and when milk fails with greedy jâ—w Meeere blood from their exhausted udders draw Herbs and green leaves they wring bedewed twiggs They lick and juice of bleeding vines small sprigs Of trees they for their tender sap do squeeze The ground no pasture for their horses yields Nor yellow Seres cloaths the fallow fields The men eat grasse and when the fields grow bare The grasse from off their camps dry turfs they tear With tears or nothing must they quench their thirst Impetuous famine sister to the sword The pinching Fury Left hand of death child of th' infernall Lord That pleasure taketh in the tedious breath Of pining Mortalls and their lingring death The people tear their trembling flesh for food And from â—heir ragged wounds they suck forth blood The father dies and leaves his pined corse T' enrich his heir with meat the hungry nurse Broyls her starv'd suckling on the hasty coals V. Browns Pastoralls 2 l. Song 1. Description the cave of famine Devours one
hearts and none Could own a thought whose best advice could borrow The smallest respite from th'extreams of sorrow The direst Tragedy that ever chaleng'd wonder The rosie die that decks the blushing morne Grew pale and clouds immurd the muffled skies These woes made every one with woe in love That heart is flint that doth not grieve to hear it The high topt firrs that on the mountains keep Have ever since that time been seen to weepe The owle till then 't is thought full well could sing And tune her voice to every bubling spring But when she heard these plaints then forth she yode Out of the covert of an ivie tod And hollowing for ayde so strain'd her throat to shew The lavish wrinckles of a laughing brow Laughing as lechery were wâ—thin their lungs Smiles the cheeke in rest Lawyer That travailes in the knotty â—aw Who purchase land build houses by their tongue And study right that they may practice wrong That studies brawling lawes And setts his voice to sale in every cause His pen is the plough and the parchment the soyle from whence he reapes both coyne and curses Long gown'd warriours Who play in Westminister unarm'd at barriers Purse milking nation gowned vultures Brawling Harpies Whose tongues will live when they are dead Lean. Living Anatomy Breathing skeleton Living charnel house A sack of bones His skin hangs about him like an old ladies loose gown A dwindle One whose ribs like rugged laths rub out his doublet The parched corps do show In the loose skin as if some spirit it were Kept in a bagge by some great conjurer Lean as a whetstone Lean as a rake appears That lookt as pinch with famine Aegypts years Worne out and wasted to the pithlesse bone As one that had a long consumption His rusty teeth forsaken of his lips As they had serv'd with want two prentiships Did through his pallid cheeks and lankest skin Bewray what number were enrank't within How many bones made up this staâ—ved wight Was soon perceiv'd a man of dimmest sight Apparantly might see them knit and tell How all his veiâ—s and every sinâ—w fell His belly inward drawn his belly prest His unfill'd skin hung dangling on his brest His feeble knees with pain enough uphoâ—d Tâ—at pinâ—d carkasse cast as in a mold Câ—t out by deaths grim forme If small legs wan Ever the title of a Gentleman His did acquite it in his flesh pull'd downe As he had liv'd in a beleaguerd town A wretch so empty that if ere there be In nature found the least vacuity 'T will be in him As if his hollow cheeke Had been at buffets with an emberweeke Thâ—t wears good friday in his face Whose hollow cheeks Are faithful Almanacks of ember weaks The pining body to a shadow wears V. Browns Past lib. 2. song 1. Learned v. Eloquent The Muses minion A branch of Minerva's Olive A knowing soul Lights of nature Gulfe of learning Gyant of wit Monarch of wit Quintessence of wit Walking breathing library Atlas of letters Dictatour of learning Zenodotus heart Crates liver Minerva's tower Rich mine of wit Magazin of learning Architect of wit Monarch of Sciences Learnings triumphant Victor That rul'd as he thought fit The whole monopoly of wit Englands third University Whom all the Muses court Walking Vatican In the firmament of learning he will shine to all posteâ—ity a star of the first magnitude A soul so learn'd truth fear'd that she Might stand too nakt near his philosophy Many languagâ—s that departed from Babel in a confusion met in his mouth in a method The only wise And when he dies the fame of wisdome dies Phaebus to him his oracles resign'd Wisdome is only to his breast confiâ—'d v. Aristotle Leaves Trees shadie locks The dangling tresses of the wood The wanton gugawes of the gamesome wind The trees green perewigge The trembling pendants of the boughs The shady covert of the fruit Leda Helens fair mother VVhom Jove deceived like a silver swan And made her lay two egges from whence there came The stoutest brothers and the fairest dame That ever chaleng'd wonder Leggs Cupids columnes The bodies sister pillars Leggs streighter than the thighes of Jove Letters The absent voice and tongue The dumbe discourse The talke at distance Thoughts in black and white The silent language The hand talkes with the paper Discourse by signes betwixt them whom distance have made dumb Friendly communion of the thoughts VVhen distance must deny that priviledge Unto the tongue by dumbe interpreters Letters of sad contents Putting her fingers to unrip the seale Cleaving to keepe those sorrowes from her eyes As it were loth the tidings to reveal VVhence grief should spring in such variety But strongly urg'd both to her will appeal VVhen the soft wâ—x unto her touch implies Sticking unto her fingers bloody red To shew the bad news quickly followed And for a fescue she doth use her tears That when some line shee loosely overpast The drops do tell her where she left the last Her trembling hand as in a feaver shakes VVherewith the the paper doth a litle stir VVhich she imagins at her sorrow shakes And pities it which she thinks pities her Made the short letter long by reading it oft over I burst ope the letter but not till after the third pluck as if theâ— dumbe wax pitying my too nigh approaching unhappinesse seemeâ— to be an unwilling messenger of my misery Letters of glad contents How often did I kisse the seal your letters waxen lock â—ow often did I put it to my lips that by that dumbe show it might unâ—â—derstand its welcome How often did I read and read again the superscription How did I smile at every word every letter promising as many joyes I never lov'd my name till I saw it writ with your hand on the backside of your letter Mâ—ny times did I put my hand to the seal to breake it ope and aâ— many times withdrew it fearing to suâ—fet with excessive joy Leviathan That swarthy tyrant of the Ocean Shielded in his proud scales so close that air Cannot pierce through c. v. Job chap. 41 â— Quâ—rles Job militant p. 260 Light Gods eldest daughter The first-born creature Times first-born issue Beauâ—eous daughter of the sun Lightning v. Thunder The flâ—sh of heavens â—antastick flame Hot flaming issue from the clouds cold wombe That like a viper eates the straitning roome For freâ—'r passage The curled clouds do break into a radiant flâ—me As lighâ—ning by the wind foâ—c'd from a cloud Breaks through the wounded aire with thunder loud Distuâ—bs the day Crushing the justling cloud Râ—rified aire In flashingâ—st eams doth ope the darkned heavens Joves forked shaft The whizzing exhaltations The cleaving tearing riving of the skies Heavens soultry flash Riding upon a paire of burning wings The crosse blew lightning seem'd to open The brest of heaven and let downe â—he sheets of fire Like As Daucius sons Tymber and Larides Such perfect copies were they of
each other Their parents knew not Tymber from his brother Like Spencers Amias and Placidas Natures disguise Humane paralels An apple â—left in two iâ— not more twin Than these two creatures These hands are not more like One sand resembles not another more VVater and water are not more alikâ— Nor have two eggs a lesser difference Like Vibius and Pompâ—y Two bees are not more like or figs or ants Like as Eamelus mares Neighbouring upon Identity Narcissus to the thing for which he pin'd Was not more like Lilly The spotlesse flower Which Juno's milk did spring That had their colour from the milk Of Juno when she sleeping nurst the great And stout Alcides v. White Lips Ruby cherrilets The sister corals that each other kisse The sister rubies The mooving leaves of coral Soft warmer coral Those leaves of damaske roses The folding coral valve's of the moâ—th The melting rubie corals Loves assured tests The melting rubies on her cherry lip Are of such power to hold as on one day Cupid flew thirsty by and stoopt to sip And fastned there could never get away Banks of blisses Where love plants and gathers kisses Soft coral gates Lips fit to be th'utterers when The heavens would parly with the chief of men That breath gums and spice Unto the east and sweets to paradise Lips where mines of rubies grow Those speaking pomanders The coral berries Rosie twins Warme porphyrie Lips which like threads of scarlet show Whence graceful accents sweetly flow Tast her lips and then confesse If Arabia doth possesse Or that honey Hybla hill Tasts like those that thence distill Which sâ—ich the blushing from the orient That with delight and pleasure Through a sweet smile unlock their pearly treasure Congealed Nâ—ctar Transplanted paradise The ruby poâ—â—als of our words The two leav'd ruby gate To which a pearl-portcullis make a graâ—e Two swelling welâ—s of coral round behem With smiling showes two rowes of orient gems As sweet and red as early cherries Two twin-cherries died in blushes Which those faire suns above with their bright beams Reflect upon and â—â—pen â—ashful pearls adding more rednesse to their native hew By blushing at their own sweet beauty Which never part but that they show Of pretious pearl a double row Dianâ—'s lip Is not more smooth and rubeous Melts in the touch A lip Would tempt to an eternity of kissing Those sister kissing cherries Which sweetly blush for this That they one another kisse The wax whereon love prints a kisse Loves rubie alcars That sweet divided union Litle v. Dwarfe Dwarfish Nature made thee To shew her cunning in Epitomie Small printed things Diminitives Live To see the sun adorne the darkesome earth To enjâ—y the prâ—viâ—edge of breath To â—eed on aire The fates still draw my lengthened thread Mine eyes enjoy the benefit of life Sâ—ll nature gives Lâ—fe to my veins Whilst breaâ—h gives motion to my â—oyled limbes While memory holds a seat In this distracted globe Life Thin smoake and empty shadow wich the wise As the fooles Idol soberly despise The fading rose the running sand the spurring post The shadow of a dream Light and inconstant aire Fortunes bable That waving brat tost on the sea of fate The pilgrimage of mans laborious dayes The even-spun twine A span of fâ—ailty plung'd and orb'd about With floods of biâ—ternesse That knot of soul and body which nothing can untiâ— but the eye of heaven In which each gaspe of breath Are minutes posting to the hour of death Short life v. Vntimely death Like that armed crue Grown from the dragons teeth That to fate Are tenanrs to a shorter date Like the beasts of Hippanis Whose life in one day's spun drawn out and cut Long life To count many years Whose life doth swell the number of his years To reach Tâ—â—honus years or aged Nestors Or the wrinkled Sybil. Courteous fate Draws out his thread with an unweary hand To fill the number of his dayes To groan under the burthen of his years Whose long dayes even rust the â—ithe of time Private life That peace of passions noble banishment That close happinesse without either pompe or envy Whose ambition goes no farther than the border of his village That prefers the liberty of the country before the pleasures of the court whom chains cannot tempt though never so well made and gilded over That life without pompe or rumult but with more solid joy and satisfaction Whose armour is an honest thought And simple truth his highest skill Whose state can neither flatterers fear Nor râ—ine make accusers great Lives of himself though not of lands And hâ—vâ—ng nothing yet hath all That thâ—nks glory a lye and state grave sport And counâ—â—y sicknesse above health at court That seeks no higher prize Than in unenvied shades to â—it And sing his Mrs. eyes That â—ast in hours secure from courtly strife The soft oblivion of a quiet life No war disturbs his rest with fierce alarmes Nor angry â—eas offend He shuns the law and those ambitious charmes Which great mens doors attend Lives to himself and glitteâ—ing titles shuns He lives unenvied honour crowns his ends Which gentle peace Enjoy pure innocence the rich increase Of various gifts what pleasure the broad fields Caves living waters and coole Tempe yeilds Lowing of beasts sweet sleeps by shades obscur'd Woods savage chace the hardy youth inur'd To live with little whom no labour tries Justice here left her last impression when She fled from the defil'd abodes of men V. Sandys Ovids Metam lib 8. page 295. Fab. Philemon Baucis lib. 11. page 397. Fab. Aesacus Horace Epod. 2. Liver The bodies sponge the bloody conduit The buâ—â—e furnace The concrete blood The shop the mint the fountain of the blood The bodies almoner Dispenser of the blood To looke To chain their eyes to To feast the eyâ—s upon To surfet the eyâ—s upon To read ore a thing To traffick with the eyes To run ore with eyes To fix his gazes on To river his eyes on a thing So Clytie look't upon the sun Till she turn'd Heliotrope Mine eyes Have been attentive on this exercise To peruse with eyes To lend an eye On him she claspt her eyes To talk to discourse with eyes To addresse the â—ight Survay with curious eyes Close prisoner to the object To own no other object To shoot the eyes To throw our eyes on To tie the eyes To weigh with Chrystal skales To view with captivated eyes To oppresse with his eyes To nayle the eyes upon To drink with eyes the nectar of her sight Center the scattered radiant of the eye Upon one object To entertain the eyes c. Upon his face all threw their covetous eyes To feed to feast the greedy eyes To crack the eye-strings with a fixed view To cast lots Their votes to the dispose of lots they strait refer Electing chance for their blind arbiter Loud v. Noise One that may be heard to th' Antipodes That talkes as if he spake to the
that hinders the quick busie the eye From reading ore the face Beauties defence vaile of deformitie May v. Spring Flowers When the Eâ—sterne morne Doth with her summer robes the plaines adorne And hangs on every bush a liquid pearle Triumphant month Tâ—e gaudy Queene Whose early breaking day Calls Ladies from their easie beds to view Sweet Mâ—ia'â— pride and the discoloured hiew Of dewie brested Flora. Who from her green lap throwes The yâ—llow cowslâ—p and the pale primrose The month that doth inspire Mirâ—h and youth and waâ—me desire Woods and groves are of her dressing Hill and dale doe boast her blessing Medea That great enchantresse which once took such paines To force young blood in Aesons withered veines And from groves mountains hâ—lls and moorish fenns Us'd all the heaâ—bs oâ—dain'd for th' use of men And in the powerful potion that she makes Puts blood of men of birds of beasts of snakes The Colchion Queen Jasons deserted wife She that the â—aste to stay Of her pâ—rsuing father in the way Strow'd her torne brothers limbs Helpt by whose charmes Jason brought once to Greece The weâ—lthy purchase of the golden fleece v. Ovids Metam lib. 7. Medusa The snake-hair'd mother of the winged steed The sterne eyed Gorgon which could turne to stone All that her view'd Whose hoâ—rid shape Perseus did safely eye In his bright Targets clear refulgencie Her gastly head he from her shoulders took Ere heavy sleep her and her snakes forsook And thence Chrysaor and his winged brother Sprung from the blood of their new slaughtered mother Whose passing beauty was the only scope Of mens affections and their onely hope Yet was not any part of her more rare So say they that have seen her than her haire Whom Neptune in Minerva's fane comprest Joves daughter with the Aegis on her brest Hid her chast blushes and due vengeance takes By turning of the Gorgons hairs to snakes Melancholy Whose armes infolding tie A drowsie knot upon his carelesse breast Whom inward melancholy hath made weary Of the worlds eyâ—s So retired and solitary as if his only comfort were the want of a comforter Hands indented one with another Onely rich in unfortunate remembrances to whose heart even trifling nâ—i fortunes come To make up the roll of a griev'd memory Speaking by piecemeales as if the tempest of passion unorderly blew out his words As melancholy as a gyb'd cat as a lodge in a warren as a snaile as an hoblouse or a lug'd bear Gâ—ven â—vâ—r to silence and sadnâ—sse Sorrow is made by custome so habitual 'T is now part of his nature Melancholy the worst natural parasite whosoever feeds him shall nâ—ver be rid of him With his hat like a penthouse ore the shop of his eyes and his arms a crosse his thin bellied doublet like a rabit on a spit sitting like patience on a monument smiling at griefe That surly spirit That bakes the blood and makes it grosse and thick Dropping his tears upon one place As if he meant to fret himselfe a grave Drooping like over-ripened corne Hanging the head at Ceres plenteous load Fixing his eyes upon the sullen earth That looks on all things as the history of Japan or the affaires of another world All whose pleasure is dependant Upon exteriour divertisements One fallen cut with the world and therefore resolves to be reveng'd of himself Fortune hath denied him in somâ—thing and he takes pet and will be miserable in spite An arch enemy to an hatband He is much displeased to see men merry and wonders what they can find to laugh at He never drawes his lips above a smile and frownes wrinke him before forty Loathed melancholy of Cerberus and blackest midnight borne Melt The pliant wax melts not before the fire With such submission nor the grassie spire Crusted with ice before the thawing ray Which Phaebus darts when he divides the day Into its equal halfes Like wax before the scorching flame Or snow before the sun Like waxen statues which the witches frame When they are roasted by the charmed flame Like melting bullets by the slinger cast Melts away Like ice before the suns dissolving ray As floods which frosts in â—cie fetters bind Thaw with the approaching sun or southern wind So the Hymeâ—â—â—an wax Relents with heat which chaâ—ing thumbes reduce To plâ—ant formes Memory The eyes true register The peasants booke Times wealthy treasurer Warder of the brain The souls stomach Treasure house of the mind Mother of the Muses Mother of experience The souls exchequer Merhhants Sons of Avarice who but to share â—â—certain treasure with a certain care â—â—mpt death in the horrid Ocean That proudly plough the troubled Maine That climbe steepe mountains for the sparkling stone â—â—rcing the center for the shining oare And the Oceans bosome to rake pearly sands Crâ—ssing the torrid and the frozen zone â—idst rocks and swallowing gulfes for gainful trade The embarked traders on the floods Who by trading claspe the â—sland to the continent and â—â—â—k one country to another Those excellent Cardiners making their own country â—â—ing forth all things Deceitful merchants take a mans purse and never bid him stand Mercurie Joves son of fulgent Pleias bred Joves winged pursuiâ—ant Atlantiades The God that bears the drowsie rod. Cyllenius The winged legate of the Gods Joves winged Herald Embassadour Maâ—a's craâ—ty son He that swaies the Caduceus Pleionâ—'s Nâ—phew Heavens verger The faithful messenger to Joves designes Heavens considerate spie The Argus-killing God The crafty God that bears the rod of gold The quaint tongu'd issue of great Atlas race Heavens pursurvant whose brawny armes extend The wing'd Caducâ—us Great Atlas daughters son The interpreter of the Gods He that some ghosts do call from hell And others drives unto that darksome cell Wâ—th winged feet that traceth through the aire Merry v. Glad Joy I do not feele the weight of clay about me I am all aire or of some quicker element I have purg'd out all that was earth about me And walk as free a soul as in the separation Oâ—e whose heart stands on the wind side of care Never sad but when she sleeps and that is oft too broke with laughing Meteors Comets That play their fiery friscolls in the aire The glozing meteors in a starry night Prankt with the bristles of anothers light Milke The infants wine The whiter blood Te nectar of the dugge Milkey way By which the Gods resort Unto th' Almighty Thunderers high Court With ever open doores on either hand Of nobler deiâ—ies the houses stand The vulgar dwell disperst the chief and great In front of all their shining mansions sheate The star-enamâ—l'd Galaxie Heavens Watling street Hevens regent walks Fram'd of many namelesse stars The milke which gusht from Juno's Whiter breast In heaven that splendent paâ—h and circle drew From whence the name as erst the colour grew And troops of unseen stars there joyne their light And with united splendour shine more bright And souls of Heroes from
the woods on every side While his faire mistresse like a stately bride With flowers and gemâ—s and Indian gold doth spangle Her lovely locks her lovers looks to tangle When gliding through the aire in mantle blew With silver fringe she drops the silver dew Aurora now her treasures forth had brought Edging the silver clouds with fringe of gold And hangs the skies with arras rarely wrought â—ouder'd with pearl and pretious stones untold Yet weeps shee for she thinks it all too small To welcome great Apollo to her hall The glorious sun doth gild the day â—ights chearâ—ul dame in safâ—ron robes did shine Whose silver beams through every part dispeâ—st Of the terrestrial globe did now refine The thickned aire and leavie forâ—ests peirâ—'t Now sparkling Titan burnisht Neptunes waves And spread his beams on earths enamelâ—'d brest The bashful morne doth long in vain Court the amorous Marigold With sighing blasts and weeping rain Yet she refuseth to unfold But when the planet of the day Approacheth with his powerful ray Then she spreads then she receives His waâ—mer beams into her virgin leaves The blushes of the morne appear And now she hangs her pearly store Fiâ—hed from the easterne shore 〈◊〉 cowslips bell and roses leaves The rapid motion of the spheers Old night from our Horâ—zon bears And now declining shades give way To the reâ—urne of chearful day The morne doth now display The purple ensigne of ensuing day The sun ready to ride Nights duskie shadowes flie And morning flecks the rose-enamell'd skie Phebus now prunes himself His way is strow'd with roses The beauteous Harbenger of day â—â—â—sht from the Eastern pillow where she lay Claspt in her Tythons armes red with those kisses Which being enjoy'd by night by day she misses As soon as Titan gilds the eastern hills And chirping birds the Saints-bell of the day Ring in our ears a warning to devotion Light now repaâ—â—es the wrongs of night When Sol with morning glory fills the eyes Of gazing mortals whose victorious ray Chacing the night rethrones deposed day The illustrious prince of light Riseth in glory from his Crocean bed And tramples down the horrid shapes of night The early bugle horne Of Chantecleer had summon'd up the morne The easterne lamps begin To faile and draw their nightly glory in Ere the first cock his maâ—â—ens rings By this the bâ—oad saâ—'â— Quirister of night Surceas'd her screeching note and took her flight To the next neighbouring ivie Birds and beasts Forsake the warme pâ—otection of their nests And nightly dens whilst darknesse doth display Her sable curtains to let in the day Phaebe now to the lower world râ—tires Attended with her train of lesser fires The gray-ey'd â—anitor doth now begin To ope his easterne portals and let in The new borne day which having lately hurld The shades of night into the lower world The dewie cheek'â— Aurora doth unfold Her purple curtains all besring'd with gold And from the pillow of his Crocian bed Don Phaebus raiseth his refulgent head That with his all discerning eyes survaies And gilds the mountains with his morning raies In the flowry east Fair Erycina with her beamy crest Raiseth Aurora and she starts with blushing From aged Tithons cold armes quickly rushing Opens the wide gaâ—â—s of the welcome day And with a beck summons the sun away Who quickly mounting on his glistering chaire Courseth his nimble horse through the aire With swiâ—ter pace than when he did pursue The lawrel changed Nimph that from him flew The morne in russet mantle clad Walks ore the dew on yond high eastern hill The glow wormes uneffectual fire begins to pale Aurora rising from her blushing wars Doth with her rosie hand put back the stars Now ore the sea from her old love comes she That drawes the day from heavens cold axletree When light â—â—â—ps through the glimmering eye-lids of the morne Flame-snorting Phlegon's ruddy breath began â—educing day to gild the Indian Aurora's saffron ray On the Horizon doth renew the day Auâ—oâ—a weary of her cold embrace With her old spouse began in Inde apace To paint her portal of an opal hue Before the worshipt sun Pears through the golden windowes of the east The all chearing sun In the remotest east begins to draw The shady curtains of Aurora's bed The gray eyed morne smiles on the frowning night Checkering the easterne clouds with streaks of light And freckel'd darnesse like a drunkard reeles From sorth daies path and Titans burning wheeles When silver streaks do lace the blushing clouds Nights candles are burnt out and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountains top The rising sun peeps ore the hills with a hearty draught Of morning dew salutes the welcome day Aurora now puts on her crimson blush And with resplendent raies gilds ore the tops Of th' aspiring hills the pearly dew Hings on the rose bud tops and knowing it â—ust be anon exhal'd for sorrow shrinks And melts into a tear The larke begins his flight And singing startles the dull night From his watch tower in the skies Till the dapled morne doth rise The early laâ—k With other winged choristers of the morn Chant forth their anthems in harmonious aires The morning strows roses and violets Upon the silver pavements of the heaven Against the coming of th' approaching sun The morning had given the stars leave to take their rest By that the next morning begins to make A gilded shew of a good meaning Ere that the morning shall new christen day The morning drawes dew from the fairest greenes Against th' approach of her burning lover to wash her face withall The morning winning the field of darknesse The night grown old his black head waxen gray The morning steals upon the night Melting the darknesse The wolves have preyed and the gentle day Before the wheâ—les of Phaebus round about Dapples the drowsie east with spots of gray Ghosts wandering here and there Troope home to Churchyards damned spirits all Unto their wormy beds repaire The easterne gates all fiery red Opening on Neptune their dispersed beams Turne into yellow gold his salt-green streams Sol fires the proud tops of the easterne pines And darts his lightning through each guilty hole Out from the fiery portal of the east When ruddy Phaebus had with morning light Subdued the east and put the stars to flâ—ght When Phaebus harbenger had chas'd the night And tedious Phosphar brought the breaking light When the plowman near at hand Whistles ore the surrow'd land And the milk maid singeth blithe And the mower whets his sithe And every shepheard tells his tale Under the hawthorne in the dale Morpheus v. Sleep His dreaming pace was so That none could say he moov'd he moov'd so slow His folded armes athwart his breast did knit A â—luggards knot his nodding chin did hit Against his panting bosome He wore a Crown of poppy on his head And in his hand he bore a Mace of Lead He yawned c. The drowsie
molten lead do never want â—hat iust excuse vnanswerable argument Neck 〈◊〉 neck that polisht ivory weares â—ilver pillar whiter far â—hâ—n towers of polisht ivory are Negro V. Aethiopian Nemesis â—â—st goddesse of revenge sterne Rhamnusia â—other of fate and change 〈◊〉 bearer of eternall providence Daughter of frowning iustice â—hich from black clos'd Eternity â—rom thy darke cloudy hidden seate â—he worlds disorders dost descry Which when they swell so proudly great Reversing the order nature set Thou givest thy all confounding doome Which none doth know before it come Neptune The aged father of the floods The wavie Monarch The great sea Admirall The trident armed God Whose state Is next to Ioves Great ruler of the floods The king of surges The Saphyr God of seas The Monarch of the sacred floods The father of the swelling Maine Cerulean God The God whose trident calmes the Ocean The god that earth doth bind In brackish chains He that girds earth in cincture of the sea Whose vast embrace ensphears whole earth He that all lands Girds in his ambient circle and in air Shakes the curl'd tresses of his Saphyr hair The watry King that holds the three tooth'd scepteâ— The god that rides In his blue chariot o'r the surging tides That makes the roaring waves shrink when they feel The heavy burthen of his pressing wheel Whose threeforkt scepter rules the sea Tâ—e Saphyr visag'd God Great master of the floods The unresisted power of the deeps King of waves He that unlocks The gaping quicksands undermines the rocks Saturns warry son Joves watry brother Sea Deitie Tattarean god The universall Admirall Nereides That on the Dolphines back ride o'r the seas Their finning coursers Thet is virgin train The Watry powers goddesses Deities The Nymphs that float upon the watry seas The wanton Nymphs within the watry bowers That o'r the sand with printlesse foot Chace ebbing Neptune That on their heads wear caps of pearly shells Green goddesses of Seas gray Doris daughters That in low corall woods String pearls upon their Sea green hair Psamathe Thetis Doâ—o Galenae Clotho Galaâ—aea Eucrato Glauce Leucothoe Proto Doris Spio Cymodorea Idya Endore Sao Eunica Dynamene Thâ—iaa Pasithee Eulimenâ— Cymathoe Mâ—lite Pherusa Phao Agave Poris Nesaea Erato Panopa Protomedea Hyppothoe Actaea Lâ—ssiaâ—issa Pronaea Euagore Pantoporea Autonone Neso Eione Beâ—oe V. Hesiods Theogonia v. 230. 346 Glauconome Alimeda Hipponeo Laomedia Liagore Cymo Eupompe Themiste Euarne Menippe Petâ—aea Nemertea Ocyrâ—oe Cydippe Tyche Acaste Clyâ—ie Ianthe Lycoris Plexaure Nestor That miracle of aged eloquence He that three ages saw Eloquent gravity The Pylian sage That liv'd to see a treble age Net Corded toyles corded snares Corded mashes Windowie toyles Masht in the net Never The sun shall change his course and find new pathes To drive his chariot in The loadstone leave His faith unto the North. The vine withdraw Those strict embraces that infold the elme In her kind armes ere c. First shady groves shall on the bâ—llowes grow And sea weeds on the tops of mountains show Their flimy chires Heavens fiâ—es shall first fall darkned from their spheare Grave night the light weed of the day shall wear Fresh streams shall chace the sea tough plowes shall tear Their fishie bottome c. Before Sooner fleet minutes shall back rescued be Soonner expect the harvest from the sand Sooner every star May in his motion grow irregular The sun forget to give his welcome flame Unto the teeming earth December sooner shall see primrose grow And swift-pac't rivers in soft murmures flow No more shall mead be deckt with flowers Nor sweetnesse dwell in rosie bowers Nor early buds on branches spring Nor warbling birds delight to sing Nor April violets paint the grove The fish shall in the Ocean burne And fountains sweet shall bitter tuâ—ne The humble oake no flood shall know Black Lethe shall oblivion leave Love shall his bow and shaft lay by And Venus doves waâ—t wings to fly The sun refuse to shew his light And day shall then be turn'd to night And in that night no star appeare No joy above in heaven shall dwell Nor pain torment poor souls in hell Can earth forget her burthen and ascend Oâ— can aspiring flames be taught to tend To earth Then c. Can hills forget their ponderous bulks and fly Like wandering Aromes in the empty skie Or can the heavens grown idle not fulfill Their certain revolutions but stand still And leave their constant motion to the wind T' inherit Then c. Sooner the sun and stars shall shine together Sooner the wolfe make peace with tender lambes Sooner shall rigid Boreas first take wing At Nilus head and boisterous Auster spring From th' icie floods of Izland Then c. You may sooner part the billowes of the sea And put a bar between their fellowship Sooner shut Old time into a den and stay his motion Wash off the swift houres from his downy wing Or steal eternity to stop his glasse Sooner the pibbles on the hungry beach Shall â—illop stars and the mutinous winds Throw the proud Cedars up against the sun When Poe shall wash the topps of Matine hill Or the sea swallow lofty Apennine And strange effâ—cts of love new monsters joyne That Tygers may from hindes seeke lusts delight And the meeke dove is troden by the kite When flocks the Lyons friendship entertain And wanton goats affect the brackish main Then c. Sooner the mountains shall want shady trees Sooner the ships shall not â—aile on the seas And rivers make recourse unto their springs The rivers shall recoile unto their springs The sun shall from the west his course begin The earth shall first with shining stars be fill'd The skies unto the furrowing plough shall yeild The water shall send forth a smoaking flame The fiâ—r shall yeild water back again First shall the birds that welcome in the spring All mute and dumbe for ever cease to sing The summer Ants leave their industrious pain And from their full mouthes cast their loading grain The swift Maenalian hounds that chasing are Shall frighted run back from the trembling â—â—are First nature shall become preposterous No element shall hold his constant seat Heaven shall be earth and earth Joves starâ—y house Fier shall be cold and water shall give hea Summer shall give a snowie livery Unto the ground and does shalllyons fright Through aire the crowes whiter than snow shall fly And the daies brightnesse turne into the night The fish shall not inhabit in the flood And silver swans shall take a jetty die The chaâ—ing boare shall not then haunt the wood With wings then oxen shall divide the skie Marble shall then the wax in softnesse passe The chicken then shall prey upon the kite In the vast welkin shall the staggs seâ—ke grasse The dog forget Arcadian wolves to bite Stars shall enamel earth and from the tree No leaves shall dangle eagles court the dove The highest mounâ—ains then shall levell'd be
didst thou expire With stifled earth The destinies nor draw Nor cut thy thread nor subject to their law The Bird of silver Ganges Philomel v. Nightingale Câ—cropian bird Pandionian bird Prognes unhappy sister v. Ovids Met. Lib. c. Philosophers v Learned Aristotle Who through the mists Low nature casts doth upper knowledge spie That unfold All natures closeâ— These plodders in the Mineâ— Of nature Whose more purged ear Is washt as 't were with truths sharp vinegar Natures great Secretaries Physician Gallens adoptive sons The bodies botchers cobâ—ers That flay a man before they kill him Podalirius Machaon Chyron Aesculapius v. Mountebank Phoebus v. Apollo The god of Patara and Delos stood Who with pure waters of Gastalian flood Bedews dishevell'd hair walks Lyrian groves And through the woods that bred him gently roves Phoebus with radiant bow divine Gracious among the Muses nine Who doth with heaven inspiâ—ed art To crazie bodies health impart Who in his chariot bright Doth call forth day and shuts up night And other and the same doth come The Delian Deity God of archerie The god that bears the silver bow And throws the light from off his radiant brow The God that bears â—e silver bow and strikes the quavering strings â— God of light The Delphian archer â— dayes eternal king Joves bright son â— king of aâ—chers Muses sacred king â—ose praise in Delos Isle doth ever ring â—s first founder whose arts excellence â—racted natures chiefest Quintessence â—na's quiver'd darling The radiant God â— Pythian Knight â— from his beams doth lend his sister light Picture â—be poesie The fancies eldest daughter â— birth and creature of the pen. Pity â— melting pity creeps into his heart â—at poore comfort of calamity Place Pleasant â—ture her selfe did there in triumph ride â—d made that place the ground of all her pride â—hose various flowers deceiv'd the rasher eye â— taking them for curious tapestry â— silver spring forth from a rock did fall â—at in a dâ—ought did serve to water all â—on the edges of a grassie banke 〈◊〉 of trees grew circling in a ranke â— faire so fresh so sweet so green a ground â—e piercing eye of heaven yet never found Places â—hich hold the worlds delight in their embraces â—here trees do groane under their fruitful burthen â— the same season nature there doth bring â—hes of Autumne pleasures of the spring VVhere th' early spring â— wealthy stock of nature brings â—nsplanted paradise Transplanted Tempe 〈◊〉 Elysium â— such luxurious plenty of all pleasure â— seem'd a second paradise to be â—o lavishly enricht with natures treasure â—hat if the lasting soules which do possesse â—â— ' Elisian fields and live in happy blesse Should happen this with living eyes to see They soon would leave their lesser happinesse And wish to live return'd again Where eyes may surfeit with delight Where every tree a fruitful issue bears Of mellow apples ripened plums and pears And all the shrubs with sparkling spangles shew Like morning sunshine tinselling the dew Here in green meadowes sits eternal May Purfling the margents whilst perpetual day So double gilds the day as that no night Can ever rust th' enamel of the light Where Flora laies forth all her pride There was no stint no measure To th' old mans profit or the young mans pleasure The only place worthy our wish Furnisht with all faire objects that may deliver Delight to th' admiring fancie Which richly payd the pleas'd beholder thanks In its sweet situation A valley grac't with natures art and care As fertle as the soyle of Arabia As pleasant as Thessalia Tempe faire On which from heaven no blustering tempests fly Nor Zephry blowes but sweet and wholesome aire A long whose side the mossie mountains rise And lift their swelling tops above the skies Down through the mist of this faire valley glides The Chrystal flood with glancing silver hue Whose roaring streams on golden channels slide With murmure sweet in Thetis bosome blew Of brooks supply'd with liberal store besides Which tops of towring mountains still renâ—w In midst of this fair valley doth arise A mighty mounting rock of wondrous height On whose ambitious back as in the skies A City stands impregnable to sight A castle on his lofty crest espies The valleys round about the mountains height Below the rock the glancing river glides In whose cold streams he cooles his hoary side VVhen Tâ—tan doth ascend unto the south Ascending through heavens vault of brightest azure Those lofty turreâ—s seeme to have desire To view their beauties pride while they hâ—ve leasure Then set they all the rolling flood on fire Whose trembling billowes shew their golden treasure The smiling sun illustrates them with beams While as their beauty beautifies their streams A place for pleasanâ—nesse not unfit to flatter solitarâ—â—â—sle for it being sâ—t upon an insensible rising of the ground as you are come to a pretty hâ—iâ—hâ— before almost you perceive that you ascend it gives the eye lordship over a large ciâ—cuit It seemes a pleasant picture of nature with lovely lightsomenesse and artificial shadowes With such a rise as doth at once invite A pleasure and a reveâ—ence from the sight They who abstract paradise from the earthly globe make â— that part of heaven which is this places Canopie As if nature there had meant to make a place where the beholders are beholdeâ— and sufficiently paid in their gratefull prospect for the pains of their view Where lands untill'd are yearly fruitfull seen And th' unpruned vine perpetual green Sâ—ll olives by the fertle branch are borne And mellow figgs their native trees adorne Honey from elmes distill the gentle fountaines Descend with purling noyse from lofty mountaines There milkey goats come freely to the paâ—le Nor do glad flocks with dugs distended faile The mighty bore â—oares not about the fields Not hollow earth doth poisonous vipers yeild Adde to this happinesse the humid east Doth with no frequent showers the field infest Nor the fat seeds are parcht in barren land The heavenly powers both â—empering with command No barke comes hither with Argoan ore Nor landed wanton Colchis on this shore Cadmus with swelling â—ailes turn'd not this way Nor painfull troope that with Ulysses stray Here amongst cattle no contagiâ—â— are Nor seele flocks drowthy power of any star When braâ—â—e did on the golden age intâ—ude Jove for the pious did this place seclude Where every object charmes the wandering eye And bids the soul gaze there eternally The smoake by which the loaded spits doe turne For incense might on sacred altars burne The nâ—ked rocks are not unfâ—uâ—tful there But at some certain seasons every year Their barren topps with lushious food abound And with the eggs of various â—ouls are crown'd Ripe fruits and blosâ—oms on the same trees live At once they promise what at once they give So sweet the aire so moderate the clime None sickly lives or dies before his time Heaven sure has kept this spot of earth uncurst To
That with a reed holds up his â—eâ—ling limbs Sisyphus That rolls in vain The stone which rolled up falls down again Sleepe The peace of minds from whose abodes Care ever flies restoring the decay Of toyle-tyr'd limbes to labour burthening day The sâ—iken fumes â—hat do the sences bind The rescue from all cares In soft slumbers binding every sence Pains â—asiest salve which doth fulfil Aâ—l offices of death except to kill The drowsie publican Robbing a man of half that litle span Nature hath lent his life Sergeant of the night Whose charge it is those breaches to repaire Which nature takes from sorrow toyle and care Rest to the limbes and quiet she confers To troubled minds She which of fumes and humid vapours made Ascending doth the seat of sence invade That steeps The weary temples in the dew of sleepe Thou charme to all our cares that art Of humane life the better part Wing'd issue of a peacefull mother Of rigid death the elder brother Father of dreams of life the port Daies sweet repose and nights consort To kings and vaslals equal free The labour tyr'd refresht by thee Who man whom death doth terrifie Inuâ—'st continually to die Astraeas drowsie son Deaths leiger-embassadour drowsie brother The sleepy counterfeit of death That shorter death The king of rest Arrester of the sence Morpheus bayliffe The ape of death Drowsie image of cold death Natures opium Care charmer sleepe son of the sable night Brother to death in silent darknesse bornâ— Whom night breeds in her gloomy wombe Now borne with ease and silence feeds That strikes all with her horny wand Glad in cotton shod in wooll Rubbing his eyes with poppy and doth presse The yellow night shade and blew gladiols juyce Wherewith his sleep-swoâ—l'n heavy eyes he glewes Drawn by dull bears within a noyselesse coach The sweet refresher of the wearied sence As quiet as the dead of night The respit of the vitall spirits The certain knot of peace The baiting place of wit the balme of woâ— The poor mans wealth the prisoners release Th'â—ndifferent judge between the high and low Soft nuâ—se of nature Dull God that on the high and giddy mast Seales up the the ship-boyes eyes and rocks his brain In cradle of the rude imperious surge He that knits up the ravell'd sleave of â—are The death of each dayes life Sore labours bath Balme of hurt minds Great natures second course Chief nourisher in lifes feast Peacefull sleepe All care and anguish doth in Lethe steepe When sleep his poppy on the temples shâ—ds The humble God that dwells In cottages and smoaky cells Hates gilded roofes and beds of doune And though he fears no princes frowne Flies from the circle of a crowne The powerfull God That his leaden charming rod Dipt in the Lethean lake Over wakefull temples shakes Great son of night within an ebon cell Where softest slumbers do delight to dwell Binding the scattered sence with silver wand Amid whose ebon cave a downy bed High mounted stands with sable coverings spread Where lies the lazie God dissolv'd in rest Fantastick dreams which various formes exprest About him lay v. Sand. Ovid Met. lib. 11. p. 382. To sleepe Now Morpheus leâ—den key lockt up the sence Morpheus the drowsie sergeant of the night Laid on his eyes his sable mace Sleepe bathes himself within her eyes More proud than Phaebus of his throne of gold Is the soft God those softer limbes to hold Nor would exchange wâ—th Jove to hide the skie In darkening clouds the power to close her eye Tâ—e God of sleepe Whiskes a wet branch of soporiferous dew Whose stigiâ—n strength he ore his eye browes threw Which soon his rolling eyes with sleepe ore-laid The leaden God sits on his eyes Sweet sleepe did then the weary limbs compose Then heavy sleepe the eye-lids did surprize And drew those fringed curtains of the eyes Struck by sleepes horny wand new dipt in Lethâ— In drowsie flight Morpheus with lazie wings doth on them light Sleepe Their drowsie lids doth in his Lethe steepe To pay their drowsie vowes at Moâ—pheus shrine As if he had drunk Lethe and made even with heaven The dew of sleepe descends And locks up her faire lights in pleasing slumbers To recommend themselves to deaths elder brother Swallowing sleepe with open mouth making such a noise with all as none could lay the stealing of a nap to her charge Making their pillowes weak props of overladen heaâ—â— Sleepe begins with heavy wings To hatch upon the eyes As fastly lockt up in sleep as guilâ—lesse labour when it lies starkly in the travellers bones On their eyes daeth-counterfeiting sleepe With leaden leggs and batâ—y wings doth creepe Sleepe gives a soft attachment to the sences Sleep drawes the fringed curtains of her eyes Sleep payes her nightly tribuâ—e to her eyes Whose eyes are stroakt with Hermes drowsie rod. Sleep opprest his heavy eyes The eyes vaile to the God of sleepe Sleepe enchains the sences Nighâ—s heavy charmes Had â—lâ—â—'d his eyes Sleep with brooding wings Sâ—ft slumbers on his heavy eyelids flings Night shed her poppy on her eyes The night had cloâ—'d her fieled â—yelids Sleepe creeps upon her yeilding sences They give the rest of night to soft repose Charm'd lull'd with soâ—t slâ—epe They drown the night in sleâ—pe Death doth embrace him in his leaden armeâ— The meeting eyelids conclude a peaceful league In sleepes wherein the last trumpe scarce could wake The guiltlesse dead clay Soft sleepe doth close His guarded eyes with undisturb'd repose Sleep through his power diffus'd â—is golden humour â—orpheus had wav'd his Mace o'â— both his eyes Soft-finger'd sleep 〈◊〉 silken coâ—dage binds the weary sense Sleep surfets on their weary eyelids Till sleep The juncture of their joynts and nerves did sleep â—â— his dissolving humour And all that all his labour could comprise Quickly concluded in his closed eyes With drowsie charms â—ind sleep bewitcheth thee into his arms â—â—mbring in a melting rest Slow As the slow pac'd-Snail The Tardy asse A Toâ—toise speed a Spaniards stride â—â—ke the musing Alderman The plotting States-man Slow as the river Tâ—ras Moves with such speed As prisoners to a Psalm that cannot read Smooth As the polisht marble As sleekest Parian stone Sâ—oother than Chrystall ice As smooth as oyl As Monumental alabaster Smooth as the stream where none can say He doth this drop to that prefer Smooth as the Eunuchs cheek chin Such looks Jove wore when in the shape of bull He did Europa court Smooth as the face of waters first appear'd â—â—tides began to strive or winds were heard Smooth as the brow of love Snake v. Serpent Two gliding snakes extending Their speckled breasts and flamie main all bending Above the main their ugly odious â—ail And backs with fearfull folds do wrigling trail Their gogling eyes flashing forth blood and fire Their hissing mouths sharp tongues do stench expire The scaly monster roling on the sand Inspatious windings The severall snakes that out of Lybâ—a's
pierce his ear As never yet the ravisht sence did hear Like the sea nimphes in veigling harmony May sing a lullaby unto the sphears Me thinks my ravisht ear â—â—pt with the secret musick that I hear Aâ—â—ends the warbles of an angels tongue â—â—sounding forth a sense-bereaving song Where the ear bathes in pleasing harmony With such excesse Of grace and musick to the ear As what it sung it planted there stroking the aire Which stills the winds and makes the wild Incensed bore and Panther mild Which floods have stopt their course to hear To which the spotted Lynx have lent an ear As stâ—ikes a wonder in all ears And works an envy in the sphears Making the soul climbe up into the ear Whose melody have made the sphears to lay Their heavenly lutes aside only to listen To their more charming notes See how to hear thy sweet harmonious sounds About thy craddle here are thronging round Woods but with ears floods but their fury stopping Tygers but tame mountains but alwaies hopping Sphâ—ar-borne harmonious sisters voice and verse Wed their divine sounds and mixt power imploy Dead things with imbreath'd sence able to pierce Such harmonie make the seraphick quires With their immorâ—al harps of golden wiâ—es The melting voice through mazes running Untwisteth all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony That Orpheus soul my heave his head From golden slumber on a bed Of heapt Elysian flowers and hear Such strains as would have won the ear Of Pluto to have quite set free His halfe regaind Euridice See how the heavens rapt with so sweet a tongue To list to thine leave their own dance and song To hear her warble Would move the rocks and ravish marble Like softest musick to attending ears Whose least breath brings from the sphears their musick charging each ear with insensiblenesse that did not lend â—t selfe unto them Making the soul plant it self in the eate Magick sound Which destroyes without a wound If Orphâ—us voice had force to breath such musicks love Through pores of senselesse trees as it could make them move If stones good mâ—asuâ—e danc'd the Theban walls to build To cadence of the tunes which Amphions lyre did yeild More cause for a like effect at least wise bâ—ingeth O stones O trees learn hearing Stella singeth Soul invading voice The very essence of their tunes when angells do rejoyce Sweet as those dulcid sounds in break of day That creepe into the dreaming bridegroomes ears And summon him to marriage Sweet in tast The purest honey sweet That the Muses birds do bring To mount Hybla every spring No thing near so pleasant is As sweet and good As the most costly and delicious food Which if but tasted doth at once impart Both life and gladnesse to the cheared heart Like the sweet gummes that from electar trees Distill or honey of the labouring bees Like morning dew that in a pleasant shower Drop pearls into the bosome of a flower To which compared honey is as gall Sweet as the Indian cane as Hybla's trees Or roses bâ—lmy breath which oft delight The palates of the active bees Some star fled from the sphear is melted there Thâ—t mock Madera's sugar and the Apricock Passing in pleasant tast the drinke That now in Candia deck Cerinthus brink Nepenthe Ambrosia Nectar Dâ—ops of balme Mummy Elixir Swift As swiftly whitling as the whisking wind As swift as shafts fly from a parthian bow Swift as the sweeping stream the winged arrow Swift as the winged thought Wâ—â—h nimble speed scorning to touch the ground Swiâ—ter than an Hungarian ague or english sweat The swifter courser did out swim the wind As lightning which one scarce dare say he saw With as much speed as Daphne fled or Phoebus did pursue Swifter than forced aiâ—e As the drumming pulse Swift as the breathed stagge So swift that in mine eye Lightning seem'd flow and might be taught to fly So Pluto dâ—ove when in his gloomy coach He hurried Proserpine So flie the arrowes from the twanging strings With no lesse speed than if supply'd by wings He vanisht from our eyes As swiftly as a well driven javel in flies Or as a singing pellet from the sling As hawâ—a the feaâ—ful dove or huntor swift Pursues the hare through Aemons snowie drift Swift as the rolling fire As the quick moâ—ion of dislodged souls Swift as an arrow from a Cretan string As swift as Scythian shafâ—s Both from the barriers start Whose nimble steps scarce touch earths upper part Their feet unwet the sea might well have borne Or unsuppressed stalkes of standing corne Hippomanes and Atalanta ran with such a quicknesse His noiselesse wings by night fly Morpâ—eus strains And with the swifâ—nesse of a thought attains c. Fear wing's her feet and love enforâ—'â— his pace Swift as the chaâ—ed cloud or flying wind As swift as grayhounds laid in with the hare With pace as speedy as the wind Their pace was fleeâ— And thick they gather'd up their nimble feet Their sails so wrought They cut a feather and command a thought Swift as Camilla who with nimble feet The tops of the unpressed corne could greete And on the swelling waves so go that they Sunk noâ— when she on them her weight did lay Quick as the eastern wind Sweeps through a meadow or the nimble hind Or Satyre on the lawnes or skipping roe Or well wing'd shaft sent from a Parthian bow Like gallant stags that as they scorn'd the ground Run from the shâ—ill cries of the full-mouth'd hound Nor swifter comes the messenger of heaven Nor winged vessel with a full saile driven Nor Myrâ—ha's course nor Daphne's speedy flight Shunning the dalliance of the God of light c. Swift as the foales conceived by the winds Swift as the fleeting aire Fleet as the swift-wing'd moments houres minutes As if she had leapt into the chariot of the wind Swift as the flight of lightning through the aire Swifter than whelpe-rob'd tygers or the flight Of lightning ore Apulia where the fiâ—ld Unplough'd no corne but slâ—ggish grasse doth yeild Swifter than lightning or the southern wind Through Lybia's yeilding aiâ—e Swift as the Autolole's whose winged speed In running far outstâ—ips the swiftest steed Equal the winds themselves and as they passe Scarce bend the standing corne or slâ—nder grasse Outstrip the wind And leave the breathed hart behind More swift than motions self To this compared slow Fly stones from slings and not so swift as she From Parthian bowes the winged arrowes flee Swifter than winds whose tardy plumes Are reeking waters and dull earthly fâ—mes As Biscan darts or shafts from Russian bow Swallowing the way As the arrow from the Tartars bow Like arrowes that outrun the hunting eye That on a winged whirle wind ride As the swift son of Euriale Who in his course was said to be so fleete To run ore rivers and nere drench his feet Or on the land through well grown meadowes passe Yet with his weight not once to
tongue made up of harmon Those ranks of orient pearls The pearlie pales That hedge of ivory The ivory bounders of the tongue The pearly row The ivory Precincts The double pearly guard of speech The pearl-pott cullis that adorns The two leav'd ruby gate The second sweetly fenced ward An heavenly dewed tongue to guard Natures shedding knives Temperate v. Abstemious Content with natures courtesie His feast but hungers banishment That ne'r refus'd The diet Curii and Camillus us'd Whose unbought cates please their unlearned throats That lives at natures cheap expence That feeds at natures charge Tempest The furious winds with one another scold Lightning is all our light and it rain'd more Than if the sun had drunk the sea before Darknesse lights elder brother his birthright Chain'd o'r this world and to heaven chas'd this light The seas are ruffled into billows Eurus stiffely blew And high wrought seas with chafing foamie grew The tossing seas appear to touch the skie And wrap their curls in clouds Ambitious seas to gloomie heaven ascend Sails suck the falling rain Showrs joyn with floods The assailing waves the vessel rock On every rising wave Death sits in triumph and presents a grave The giddy seas do whirl and pitchie clouds Obscure the skie The wild Ocean knows no shore â—e roaring surges rake the ratled shore â—s thrust their waves upon the groaning shore â—â—stle their backs and spit their angry foam The tempest raves â—oops from the clouds and cuffes the purple waves â—e destinies sat dancing on the waves â—â—see the wrastling winds with mutuall braves â—â—sume each other The waves do knit their brow â—he ruffled waves of the enraged sea Then every puffe of wind blows up a grave â—â—thin the bosome of the angry wave Neptune then gathered clouds up from the Land â—ighted the seas up snatcht ino his hand Is massie trident and aloft did tosse Of all the winds all storms he could ingrosse â—ll earth took into sea with clouds grim night â—ell tumbling headlong from the cope of light The East and south wind justled in the air â—oll'd waves before them With clouds did Jove heavens heightned fore head bind Then tyranniz'd the wrath of all the winds The floating ship was cuff'd from wave to wave Made the winds tennis ball â—uch was the tempest when Ulysses lost All his companions The waves and winds in mutinie O stempered waters Jove drives his flock of clouds The stormy tyranny of winds The Ship is made the scorn of sea and winds Winds quick winds up the waves the billows rise Dark clouds â—oll up and take day from our eyes With our laborious oaâ—s we ply Slice up the foam and sweep blew waves on high The bow backt waves tosse us up to the skie A storm whose blacknesse frights the sea Horrour in triumph rides upon the waves And all the furies from their gloomy caves Hovered upon our ship Where howling trenches of self-drowning waves And stormy gusts throw up untimely graves Where billows with white foam shew angry minds For not outroaring all the high rais'd winds The Dolphins that presage a coming storme Swiming on the waves to teach us none should dare Excepting fishes then to venture there When the distracted Ocean Swells to sedition and obeyes no law The stormes speak loud And the astonisht day doth turne to night The seas are rais'd so high That waves do hang like tears in the suns eye That we as in vast cataracts they fall Think that he weeps at natures funeral Such was the tempest in wich Caeser sayl'd In a small barke from Greece to Italy Proud billowes rise and war against the skies The waves in crooked furrowes flow As if that Aeolus and Neptune strove For the seas empery The threatning Ocean spends his swelling spight The tenth wave rears the ship The Porpoise dance upon the swelling wave Whilst every billow is her sisters grave The angry tumults of the sea and skies Aeolus lets loose his uncontrolled breath Whose language threatens nothing under death The rudder failes the ships at random driven The eye no object ownes but sea and heaven The heavens begin to roare As they would split the massie globe in sunder From those that live above to those live under The winds above rhe water underneath Joyn in rebellion and conspire death Each one becomes an Oratour for life Their hands are busie while their hearts despaire The waves With unresisted tyranny outbraves And threats to grapple with the darkened skies Whilst like to mooving mountains they arise From their distempered Ocean and assaile Heavens batlements High tides do flow Whose brackish waves do lash the broken shore Seas smooth back roll'd before with gentle breath In brissels set now spits her foamy wrath A pitchy storme wrapt up in swelling clouds â—â—ster clad in a cloak of clouds and lin'd â—â—â—h thunder mufiled up the heavens â—able aire so muffles up the skie â—â—at the sad sailers can no light descry 〈◊〉 if some beam break through their pitchy night â—s but dread flashing of the lightning's light â—â—d with their top-saile tilt up at the stars The sea doth rage and rore â—â—menacing to swallow up the shore The troubled waves in mighty mountains rise Threatning to spit their brine drops in their eyes The sea her billowes musters proudly up â—nd shoots them at the sun â—â— if all elements and all their power Were turn'd into one vow'd destruction The ship with main mast bores the moone The troubled billowes chasing with the shores The scolding winds â—ive up the knotty oakes Th' ambitious Ocean swells rageth and foams To be exalted with the threatning clouds The chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds The wind shakt surge with high and monstrous main Seems to cast water on the burning bear And quench the guard of th'ever fixed pole â—â— never did like molestation view On the incensed flood Winds blow as if they meant to waken death The labouring bark climbes up vast hills of se as Olympus high and ducks again as low As hell's from heaven A water combate on the sea betweeen Two toaring angry boyling billowes how They march and meete and dash their curled brows Swelling like graves as if they did intend Tentombe each other ere the quarrel end Ulysses ships found not the seas more rough Nor the unhappy navy that from Troy Once with Aeneas sayl'd The sea is not more troubled than their breast All the tempestuous stars Their Constellations join and on them pour Their most malignant influence Sterope Artophylax The kids Hyades Orion Africus Notus Euroclydon Tempestuous winds V. Dunnes storm Sands Ovid. Metam Lib. 11. p. 379. Virgil. 1. book aâ—nexed p. 535. The frighted sea-calves sculk away and hide Their quivering heads within the swelling tide The crooked Dolphins bristle up their backs Amaz'd to hear such loud voic'd thunder cracks And all those massie whales that brush the seas Dive down for fear to find the Antipodes The juggling sea god trusting to no shape Nor any
their bodies freed Exchanging earth for heaven their vertues meed Shine in that orbe their proper place of rest And live Aehereal lives of heaven possest Minerva v. Pallas Bellonâ— Wars angry Goddesse Joves fierce girle appears With a faire hand but weilding of a spear Joves daughter wiâ—h th' Aeâ—is on her breast That turn'd the Gorgons haire to snakes And then to make her enemies afraid Bore in her shield the serpents which she made Tritonian maid Inventresse of the olive and a verseâ— Bâ—stonian Virago Minotaure The Cretan monster That uncouth prodigie half man half beast The mothers foul adultery discry'd Mâ—nos resolves his marriage shame to hide In multitudes of roomes perplext and blind The worke â—'â—xcelling Daedalus assign'd Which sence distracts and errour leads a maze Through subtle ambages of sundry wayes â—s Phâ—ygian Meander sports about The flowry vales now winding in now out â—self incounters sees what follows guids His streams into his Springs and doubling slides To long mock'd-Seas Pasiphâ—'s beastly Love â—age devouror of th' Athenian youth Whose death was the Seas glory Minutes Times youngest children which divide the day And with their number measure out the year In various seasons Aâ—omes of time Toose bits of time Thrumbs shreds rags of time Miracle v. Admirable Miserable v. Lamentable That tread The mazes of perplexed misery A living Corse Level'd with low disgrac'd calamity A multitude of walking grioâ—s too sad a weight For reason to endure There is not in the compasse of the light A more unhappy creature Affliction is enamour'd on her parts And she is wedded to Calamity The May-game of the fates As if thought by fortune fit onely to be made the Spectacle of miserie Whose heart is nothing but a stage of Tragedies Time seemed to forget her bestowing no one hour of comfort upon her Without any comfort or easement but when the stars breath'd for a greater misery Ripe misery had her harvest in him The triumph of the hatefull destinies Miserable below the reach of pity In a state sâ—nk beneath the fear of a greater misery Thâ— fittest object for that poor comfort of calamity pity Never could any misery more justifie a vehement compassion Enough to have taught sorrow to the gladdest thoughts and have enâ—â—ved it in the minds of hardest mettals Misery enough to justifie excessive sorrow One whom the Fates have markt to be A feeler of th' extreams of miserie A soul bruis'd with adversity Groaning under the sad load of woes Where life hath no more interest but to breath Such misery As might have sprinckled even the gods with tears And make the Stoick leave his Principles Such misery as one would make a conscience to punish patriâ—â—cides with Who cannot look Beyond the prospect of consuming grief Shipwrackt on the sea of his own tears by the wind of his own sighs There is nothing can sooner make a worker of miracles see that there is something impossible for him to do than my ill fortune Whose torments should men see He had no mercy that could wish for me A dayes breath more All the happinesse he hath is the security his bad fortune hath wrought him which lightly cannot be made worse He need not fear that any bad successe Can bring him to more pitied distresse Whose thread is spun Of black and dismall wooll Even beasts had thâ—y but reason for to see And know her grief would mourn her misery Than whom there 's nothing can inferiour be As if high heaven had laid some strict command Upon each star some plague on her to pour whole heaven against us have conspired Or in our troubles they had else been tired The powers have made a vow Up to that height my sorrows to advance That before mine all miseries shall bow That all the sorrows mortals can surmise Shall fall far short of my least miseries Earth which griefs onely animate Misery is witty in our plagues whose misery is grown to such an height As make the earth groan to support its weight Cloath'd in misery The abstract of all misery Whose storms of woe so mainly have beset her She hath no place for worse nor hope for better That tread â— Labyrinth of woe without a thread Whose grief like to Medusa's head makes all That hear it to a flinty substance fall â—â—d work such patience as none repine â—â— any grief except as great as thine Whose misery none can make known â—â— in the depth of his must lose his own Whose comfort is if for him any be That none can show more cause of grief than he Most wretched creature evâ—r eye Beheld or yet put on mortality Clouded with woes fortunes foot-ball tennis ball A pitied subjâ—ct even to enemies Malice could not wish greater misery A Text fittest for grief to comment on Modest Whose Cheeks blush As if modesty it self lay there wiâ—hin a bed of corall Bright beams of beauty streamed from her eye And in her cheek sat maiden modesty A far finer man than he thinks on that confutes his commenders giving reasons to think they are mistaken and is angry if they do not believe him a bawdy jest shall more shame him than a bastard another and if you take him by his look he is guilty Modesty that cumbersome familiar of woman-kind Her motion blusht at it self When dishonesty comes near her ear wonder stops it out and saves vertue the labour Monk v. Anchorite Moon Nights horned Queen The silver-fronted star The Suns pale sister The cold crescent Nights gloomy patronesse The Mistris of the Skies Cynthia darts her borrowed rayes Phoebus dark sister The cold Queen of night Regent of humours The mother of the moneths The lowest Planet Bright Cynthâ—a's Carre Throne The pale fac'd Emperesse of the night That common Calendar Universall Almanack The Queen of stars Titans bright daughter That sits upon the silver Throne And holds the reins of darknesse gloomy Coach Nights gloomy Charioter The Soveraign bâ—â—uty of the night Faint light through duskie clouds sad â—ynthia gave Night wandering and pale watâ—y star Whom yawning Dragons draw in thirling Carres From Latmus Mount up to the gloomie skie Where crown'd with blazing light and Majesty She proudly sits Nights forked Queen Endymions fair mistris The monthly horned Queen The unconstant Lady of the night Which from the wave embatteled shrowds Opening the West comes streaming through the clouds With shining Troops of silver tressed stars Attending on her as her torch bearers And all the lesser lights about her Throne With admiration stand as lookers on Whilst she alone in height of all her pride The Queen of light along her sphear doth glide The pale fac'd Lady of the black-ey'd Night That tips her sharpned horns with borrow'd light The fair directresse of the night the silver Planet The curious train of spangled Nymphs attire Her next nights glory with encreasing fire Each Evening addes more glory and adorns The growing beauty of her grasping horn She sucks and draws her bâ—others golden