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A11268
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Adams complaint. The olde vvorldes tragedie. Dauid and Bathsheba
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Sabie, Francis.
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1596
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STC 21534; ESTC S110788
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shalt thou slide And for thy food dust of the earth shalt licke Such plagues shall thee O lothsome worme betide Such woes on thee Iehouah hath disbursed Pronouncing thee of all his workes most cursed The husband-man among the rurall bushes VVill start and thinke each moouing twig a foe Still fearing-least among the marshy rushes Thou lying hid shouldst worke his second woe Thy deadly sting and golden speckled hew In false pretence thy glosing words doe shew But thou O Sathan proud infernall deuill Chiefe actor in this dolefull tragedie Lord of ambition maister of all euill Thy fatall fall behold I prophecie From out the woman shall an issue spring VVhich will preuayle against thy deadly sting Between her seed and thee O fearfull fiend Shall be continuall enmity and fight Thou shalt but pricke her heele she in the end Shall conquer thee and ouerthrow thy might Then man reioyce O Adam cease to waile Thy conquer or shall now no whit preuaile O woondrous pittie vndeserued kindnesse Of earths-sole founder to the worke he made Who seeing man cast downe in sinne and blindnesse So speedily him promisd help and ayd Ayd certaine ayd his arch-foe to repell To conquer death and conquer conquering hel Rejoyce then earth cease frowning heauens to glower Now broken are hels euer-lasting barres From whence man tooke by Gods almighty power Shall mount aloft aboue the twinkling starres There with the womans seed which promis'd is For euermore to raigne in heauenly blisse Ye chirping birds whose partie colloured plumes With gentle sound the whistling aire doe trouble In shady dales send foorth your dolefull tunes Let Ecchoes shrill your dulcid notes redouble Adaâ—… your Lord exil'd from Eden garden By faith and mercy hath obtayned pardon Haâ—…monious Larke let neue blushing morning See dankish earth but mount thou from the ground And blewish skies with pleasant notes adorning For mans redemption signes of mirth resound Sweet Philomene let neuer Hesper shine Ere thou haue tun'd a thousand ditties fine Mild Eurus raigne in blustering Boreas place Leap sportiue fish aboue the Chrystall riuer Man reconciled to his God by grace Shall now in heauenly blisse abide for euer For these glad tydings frolike tender lambes In pastures pleasant with your merie dammes And lastly Adam sith it is decreed That thou must fight ere thou canst win the fort Fight manfully trust in the promisd seed And be most sure thou shalt arriue the port Port full of joy and heauenly blessednes Free from all cares and worldly wretchednes FINIS The old Worlds Tragedie I Sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage Of stratagems wrought in the former age Contagious vice and in conclusion Of massacres death and confusion Vouchsafe my muse my dolefulst muse to tell What made the King of heauen to be so fell Sole Architect of earth and earthly landes So furiously the fabricke of his handes To bring to ruine can Iehouah then Poure out such fearfull threats on mortall men Full sixteen hâ—…ndred years from worlds creation And fifty sixe by sacred computation When liuing things replenished the ground And earth with mortall wights did first abound A dolefull Tragedie was brought to passe Earth was the stage whereon it acted was Vpon the stage first came impietie Vaunting her selfe against the Deity She in short time began to growe to hed And all the earth at length she captiue led Then came in foule desire and lothsome lust She in short time seduced euen the just Who gazing on the beautie of the wicked Began with lewd concupiscence be pricked In mattimony to their daughters linking Their sonnes and at sinnes detestable winking The Host was ofttimes slaine by lodged stranger Guest of his hoste stood many times in danger Vile Auarice all mortall hearts possessed The weaker lay in euery street oppressed Men â—…ought by cruell bloodshed gaine to gather The sonne for riches sought to slay his father The brother mixed poyson for his brother She for her daughter daughter for her mother Pale enuie left her Adder-haunted den And rul'd on earth as supreame Queene of men Aspiring pride with weapons in her hand To warre against humility did stand Wherewith in fight she killed her at last And from the stage all massacred her cast Then dreadfull wrath met patience at the field And shortly she compelled her to yeeld Fals-hearted treason like a faithfull louer His woluish backe with sheepish skin did couer And meeting with true friendsâ—…ip sâ—…retely Gaue her the stab O monstrous villanie Fidelity lay slaine by treacherie Pure chastitie by lothsome letcherie Here lay the seruant by the master killled There masters blood lay by the seruant spilled Then might you see man-murthring falshood fâ—…ight With verity and ouercome her quite Religion by Aâ—…heisme proud was banisht And she forth with to heauenly kingdomes vanisht As soone as ere good Conscience shew'd her head By disobedience she was stroken dead Then Gluttony vpon the stage made entrance Prodigiously who slew dame Temperance Excesse appear'd with strange varietie And fiercelie put to flight Sobriety Enuious Anger vehementlie assailed Dame Patience and in the end preuayled Then mouâ—…ted on the earth obliuious Sloth She Industrie and labor conquer'd both Iniustice lastlie with an hideous rout Of hellish furies trac'd the stage abouâ—… Her visage sterne her hands in blood imbrueâ—… Her breast of Iron vgly Toads she spued Her standerd-bearer was ambitious pride And next vnto her went Don Homicide Next vnto them a ranke of Enuies brood Begirt with Adders seâ—…pents were their food Straight after them excesse and gluttonie Deformed Sloth and impious Simphonie A thousand other stygian hagges and moe Then with theiâ—… Queen impâ—…etie did grow Whom just Astrea seeing in this sort A sudden feare amaz'd her mean report And leauing earth with all that hideous crew Vnto the skies without delay â—…he flew And now huge Gyants vpon earth remained with whose vile ofspring al the earth was stained Oâ—… them to Damâ—…els faire committing seed A deuillish kind of people there did breed A People fierce and of exceeding stature Pestifferous and prone to sin by nature These tyranniz'd and liued at their pleasure Oppressing weaker people without measure With dreadfull rigor keeping them in awe Despising iustice breaking Natures law These heaped sinne on sinnâ—… and fault on fault As high as Pelion or 〈◊〉 vault As high as Pindus or steep Ossâ—… either Were Pindus or steep Ossâ—… clapt together When suddenly from his most glorious throne Whereon he sitting guides all things alone Iâ—…ouah founder of the starrie pole Of waterie seas and of the earthly mole Daign'd vpon earth his sacred eâ—…es to cast Eies seeing all things in the world so vast He saw how vice had growne vnto a head Injustice all the earth had ouerspread He saw how sinne and vile impietie Vanted themselues against his Deitie The Adder-pawed gyaâ—…ts mounts of euill Touching the skies base children of the deuill His sacred head heerat he gan to shake Wherat the skies
send Surcharg'd with wine he staggerd in the end He walketh vp and downe the â—…tately hall But alwaies leanes and cleaues vnto the wall Full glad was Dauid now and hop'd his plot Would take effect he almost was secure He heard the souldiour talke he knew not what He with Beershebas name did him allure He thought that night would breed contentment sâ—… But whatso ere he built it could not stand For all his worke was built vpon the sand Now night was come all 〈◊〉 went to rest Downe lay the Hitthite where he slept before King Dauid with a sea of cares opprest Was driuen welnigh to dispaire his doore Yet still against the streame he labours more Thus euermore sinne leadeth vnto sinne A lesler ends and greater doth begin Stay sinfull King looke backe and askethy pardon It boots thee not alas thy selfe to hide So guiltie Adam hid him in the garden So Ionah fled vpon the surging tide Yet quickly had Iehouah them espide Looke backe I say confesse it is much better To hide a lesser sinne doe not a greater And now againe hee's driuen to inuent And vp and downe for pollicies to roue Yet finds he nothing vnto his content At length the deuill a deadly plot doth moue And he thereof doth presently approue In errour blind still walkes the Letcher further And thinks to hide adultery with murther Obliuious Prophet call to minde thine oth Thou vowdst to keep the couâ—…nant of thy Lord More sweet shou saydst then combe or honey both More deare then Gems which Tagus doth afford Thou brag'dst thou joyedst only in his word Chose he not thee his tender lambes to keepe And like a Wolfe wilt thou deuoure his sheep And now begins this deuilishnesse to bud He vnto Ioab letters doth indite O fearfull letters messengers of bloud He wiâ—…s him place him foremost in the fight And let him die whilst they escape by flight And by Vrias sends he him away he guiltlesse beares a sword himselfe to slay He guiltlesse 〈◊〉 a sword himselfe to flay And harmlesse feares no â—…reason to be wrought So doth the Cony fall iâ—…to the hay So is the 〈◊〉 vnto the Lyme-bush brought So on the hookethe nibling Fish is caught he to his Captaine doth his letters bring Who readeth them and minds to doe the thing Soone after causd he them the towne to sacke Next to the walles Vrias preasâ—…'d amaine The Rabbanits came out Iâ—…b fled backe And many of his souldiours there were slaine Among the which Vrias caught his bane O joyfull tydings to th'offenders eares Now â—…rolickes he and no suspiâ—…ion feares Securely now he layes him downe to â—…leepe As he were blemisht with no sinfull spot As all his sinnes were drowned in the deepe Or Letâ—…es waues where all thinges be forgot As though Ieâ—…ah wink'd and saw him not Till at the last vnto his vile disgrace Thus 〈◊〉 sent reproou'd him to his face Ah Churle quoth he and sadly tels the tale Within a little cittie dwelling was Much cattell had he feeding in his pale And pastures faire which yeelded hâ—…y and grasse None could be seene in riches him to passe Great store of golde he had of Gems and treasuâ—…e He felt no want but liued at his pleasure A very poore man neete vnto him dwellâ—…d Oâ—…e little sheep who foâ—…tered at his manger To which in loue he mighâ—…ily excelled And in his boâ—…ome shroudeâ—… her from dangâ—…r Now to this Misers house there came a stranger And sparing all his owne vnto the feast He butchted vp and eat the poore maâ—…s beast Hereat was Daâ—…id verie sore incenst He chafâ—…d and rag'd thereat exceedinglie Without reuenge his wrath could not be quench'd He swore the man that did the sinne should die Himselfe would see him tortur'd by and by Thou thou quoth Natâ—…an art the man indeed That hath commitred this detested deed Thus sayth thy God thou wert a shepheards boy A seruile arte and feddest sheep in field Then wert thou subject vnto much annoy A russet cloake did thee from weather shield And liuedst of the fruite thy flocke did yeeld A shepheards hooke vpon thy back thou borest A lethâ—…r scrip about thy necke thou worest Then ioyest thou to gather Filberds ripe To play at Barly-breake amongst the Swaines To tune rude Odes vpon an Oaten pipe Thy feeding heards to follow oâ—… the plaines And driue them backe againe no little paines From greedy Woâ—…es to shield thy tender Lambes And meat to fetch vnto their blating Dams And now thy title low I haue suborned Made thee my Prophet of a shepheard base And with a Regall Crowne thine head adorned I chaung'd thy sheep-hook to a ptincelie Mace What earthly man is now in higher place Thou hadst seuen brethren goodlier in blee Yet I refusing them made choise of thee I ouerthrew Goliaâ—… with thy sâ—…ing Thou but a dwâ—…fe and he a Gyant tall I gaâ—…e to thee the daughter of a King I sau'd theâ—… from the hands of murthring 〈◊〉 I gaue thee wiues and concubines and all I made thee feed my peâ—…ple Israâ—…ll And all because I loued thee â—…o well And if in heart thou hadst deâ—…ired moâ—…e More also had I added to thy life But thou of wiues although thou haddest store Hast taken vnto thee Vrias wiâ—…e And caus'd him to be slaine by Ammâ—… â—… knife And walking still in this absurditie Thinkâ—…t to conceale this haâ—…nous sin from me Now whilst thou liu'st for this whicâ—… thod haâ—… 〈◊〉 The sword shall neâ—…er â—…rom thy hâ—…use depart And of thy â—…eed thou 〈◊〉 begeâ—… a 〈◊〉 Which shall 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 a 〈◊〉 dart Now is the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 â—…o thâ—… 〈◊〉 Thrâ—… suâ—…dry times 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Three times he sob'd as tâ—…ough his heart woâ—…ld brâ—…ak And now at last begins he 〈◊〉 relâ—… A showre of teares 〈◊〉 srom â—…is 〈◊〉 His heaâ—…t is humbled fearing to be 〈◊〉 And lifting mind and hands vnto tâ—…e skiâ—…s Peecaui Deus maniâ—…â—…imes â—…e cries Rise vp quoth Nathan God â—…oth heâ—…re thy 〈◊〉 Thy sin is pardoâ—…'d buâ—… thy â—…hild sâ—…all diâ—… And then in heart as lowly as a childe Betakes him to his chamber all alone There weepeth he before his maker milde And oftimes sobbing maketh piteous mone Complayning other help it he hath none Thus in the end distressed as he stood He tooke his harpe and warbled out this Ode DAVIDS ODE O Great Creator of â—…he starrie Pole and heauenly things O mightie founder of the earthly mole chiefe king of Kings Whose gentle pardon euermore is nere To them which crie vnfaynedly with feare Distrest with sin I now begin To come to thee O Lord giue eare O Lord look down froÌ„ thy chrystallin throne enuirond round With Seraphins and Angels manie one thy praise who sound Such fauour Lord on me vouchsafe to send As on thy chosen flock thou doest extend To thee alone I make my mone Some pittie father on me send Remember Lord that it is more then need to send redresse My â—…ore will grow vnlesse thou help with speed remedilesse Therfore in mercie looke down from aboue And visit me with thy heart-joying loue Alas I see No cause in me Which vnto piâ—…ie may thee moue With sinne I only haue ofâ—…ended thee O Lord my God And therwithall I purchas'd haue to me thine heauie rod The waight of it doth presse me verie sore And brings me wel nigh to dispaire his doore Alas I shame To tell the samâ—… It is before thee euermore And this is not first time I sinn'd alas by many moe Within the wombe in â—…in conceiu'd I was Borne was I so And since that day I neueryet did cease From time to time thy highnesse to displeaâ—…e My life hath bin A race of sin Me with thy comfort somewhat â—…ase O why did I offend thy glorious Grace so hainously Why fear'd I not the presence-of thy face who stoodest by Because I should acknowledge-thee most just And in mine owne vprightnes shuld not trust Fraile is my fleshs I must confesse And nought is it but sinne and dust If thou shalt me asperge with sprinkling grasse or Hysope greene As Chrystall pure or as the shining glasse I shall be cleane And if thou wilt me wash with water cleare More white then Scythan snow I shall appeare Then whitest snow which wind doth blow From place to place both farre and neere My mind O Lord infectious and foule make cleane and pure Into thy hands I humbly giue my soule to heale and cure Out of thy booke all mine offences blot And with thy blood quite take away my spot So shall my hart Be free from smart And mine offences quite forgot Turn back thy face which al things doth behold from heauens vault Least thou espie my trespasse manifold and hainous fault My faults which are in number many more Then little sands which are vpon the shore refraine thine ire I thee desire And also heale my deadly sore Within my breast O Lord an humble spirit do thou create And of thy comfort doe not me disherit I thee intreat Let me enjoy the sun-shine of thy face Take not from me the solace of thy grace The holy Ghost My comfort most Let me retaine in any case My tongue vntie my lips O Lord resolue thou art the key So will my tongue thy mercie great reuolue from day to day Then shall the wicked learne by mine example To keep thy staâ—…tes which be sweet and ample And seeing me shall turne to thee And in the right way learne to trample Wouldst thou haue bin with sacrifice content much fat of Rammes Much incense sweet on thee wold I haue spent and blood of Lambes But thou O God therto hast no respect A broken heart thou neuer wilt reject That sacrifice Is of most price That onlie with thee takes effect Be gentle Lord to thy Sionian towne bow downe thy face And on thy Shalem send thy mercie downe and louing grace Reedifie her bulwarkes like to fall And vp againe build her decaying wall Then will I praise Thy name alwayes And giue burnt offrings therewithall Thus did the Psalmist warble out his plaints And ceaseth not from day to day to mone His heart with anguish of his sorrowe faints And still he kneels before his makers throne At midnight sends he manie a grieuous grone So did his God in mercie on him looke And all his sinnes did race out of his booke F. S. FINIS