Bed The which the-while he full of Thorns doth think But now the Fume of his aboundant Drink Drouzing his Brain beginneth to deface The sweet Remembrance of her louely Face Alreadie wheels his Bed alreadie shine A thousand Rayes before his slumbring Eyne Alreadie in his Eares now waxen numme A thousand Drones with buzzing Noise do humme He sees Chiméras Gorgons Mino-Taures Medusas Haggs Alectos Semi-Taures But IVDITH's heart still beating thick with-in Felt a fell Combat in it self begin Now causing Fear her sacred Fervour quash Anon her Fervour her faint Fear to dash IVDITH said She Thy Iacob to deliuer Now is the Time Now to-it Do-it neuer O! Yes O! No. I will I will not I Shall I profane kinde Hospitality Nay rather shall I sanctifie't the more When by the same I shall the Saints restore But Traitors euer bear Dishonors brand Traitors be Those betray not save their Land But Murderers Heaun's rigbteous Iudge abhors Why all Man-killers are not Murtherers But Hee 's a Murderer who his Prince hath slain This is a Tyrant not My Soverain But GOD hath now bequeath'd Him vs for Lord. Hee 's not of GOD that wars against his Word Why then may All their Tyrants kill and rid So Ahod Iahel and so Iehu did Yea but from Heau'n had They autentik Warrant So hath my Soule approued and apparant But ah how weak art Thou this Work to act Whom GOD assisted neuer strength hath lackt But hadst thou done the Sequel's more to doubt GOD brought me in GOD will bring me out What if He please leaue thee in Heathens hands Their Chieftain dead I fear nor Death nor Bands But to their Lust thou shalt be left a Prey Neuer my Minde my Body force they may Then in this point thus sacredly confirm'd With hands heav'd vp her eies on Heav'n she firm'd And softly Thus poures to the Lord her Prayer O gracious GOD who with paternal Care Hast euer kept thine Israel strengthen Thou Mine Arm with Thine that it may nimbly now Cut-off this Tyrant who thus dares presume To scale the Heav'ns Thy Sceptre to assume And fith thy grace through thousand storms more Hath brought my Bark in sight of wished shore O let it land with Poppie's sleepiest sap This Tyrant's sense benum in end-less Nap That I may raise this Siege Thy Thralls release Return Thee Praise and to thy SION Peace Her Praier done the Drunken Prince she heares Snotting aloud Then faire and soft She neeres His Pallets side and quickly takes the Sword Which had so oft the groaning Earth begor'd But euen about the fatal Blowe to giue Fear from her hand did the fel Weapon reaue Her hart did faint her strength did faile her quite O GOD then said She strengthen by Thy Might My timerous heart's and trembling hand 's Consent Then on the Duke so stiffe a stroake she lent As happily tri-parted at the poule Th' Head from the Body Body from the Soule His Soule to Hell his Body on the Bed In IVDITH's hand his grim and ghastly Head Which soon her Handmaid in her Night-bag hid Then speeding thence suspect-less or vnspi'd Without Impeach the Pagan Hoste they past For if that any saw them trip so fast Heav'n-blinde they thought She went but as before Tower Into the Vale bright Diane to adore Now when chaste IVDITH came to th' Hebrews Ope open said She for the GOD of Power Th' Assyrian Forces hath this Night forlorn And lifted vp his chosen Iacob's forlorn The Town amaz'd at her Return vn-hop't Presse to the Port which instantly they op't Thronging about her who a Tarras mounts And her Exploit from point to point recounts Then from her Bag for Proof of what she said She pulls the-while the dreadfull Pagans Head The Citizens when in her hand they sawe Th' Assyrian's Head's Head full of humble Awe Extoll th' Almighty who so mighty Foe By a weak Woman had subdewed so But most of all did Ammons Prince admire GOD's dreadfull Iudgement and to scape His ire Who Israel thus of vanquisht victoriz'd His Flesh and Heart he sodain circumciz'd How sweetly Lord Thy sacred Prouidence Mens suttlest Wisdome in their Plots preuents For thine Elected vnto Life to guide Into thy Fold when most they seem beside Good out of Ill thou draw'st making their Sin Means ' gainst their minds their Goodnes to begin Lord foule Desire of Murther and of Spoile Brought this late Pagan to th' Isacian Soile Where meaning first Thy Peoples bloud to spill Now spend his Owne for their deer sakes he wil Thy mercy so from his maligne Affect Maugre his minde brought forth a good Effect So neer Damascus mad'st thou by thy Call Of Wolf a Shepheard of a Saule a Paule Of Persecutor an Apostle brief Of Chief of Sinners among Saints the Chief So sodainly that all the Saints about Admir'd his Doctrine Yet his Deeds did doubt So the Saint Thief which suffered with our Sauior Was led to Life by his Death-dew Behauior And when no longer Earth could bear his Sin Was in a Moment made Heau'ns Citizen O feareful-hopeful Precedent of Grace Such as but One GOD's holy Books imbrace â—ne that None humbled should despaire of Pardon But One that None presume in Sin to harden So turn good Lord O turn the hearts of Princes Whose Rage their realms w th Sts. deer bloud berinses O! let the Sword Thou in their hand hast put None but Thy Foes none but Those Tyrants cut Who cursedly Thee or Thy CHRIST blaspheme Vsurping IVDA and IERVSALEM â—nd all Thy Golden Candlesticks beside Threating the West too with their Power Pride Not Those who humbly only euermore â—hee TRINITY in VNITY adore Then as the braue Virago ordered Soldier takes th' Assyrian Tyrants Head And for the Hebrews more Encouragement â—lad sets it vp vpon the Battlement There Parents Children Maids Widowes sad Whom Pagan Swords but new bereaued had â—f Children Parents Louers Husbands deer â—wixt Grief and Anger as distracted neer Pull-off his Beard pull out his hatefull Tongue Which had blasphemed Heau'n Earth so long Spit in his Face scratch poach-out his Eyes And all that Hate and Fury can deuise For lyue Remembrings of their wrongs them make On his dead Head this dead Reuenge to take Aurora weary of the cold Embrace Of her old Spouse began in Inde apace To paint her Portal of an Opal hew When of Bethulians all the brauest Crew Issue in Arms and such a Noise withall Such Shouts and Cries as if in th'antike Braule All th' Elements breaking the bands of Order Were by the Eares and in their old Disorder The Court of Gard that night vnusuall strong Towards the Town hearing such Noise so long Start from their Sleep and crying Arm arm arm Giue sodainly to all their Hoast Alarm One for his owne his Fellowes Helm puts-on One his right Vantbras on left arm doth don One on his neck for Launce a Libbet takes One speeds him quick
call This mighty Princes milde Receipt of All Not only such as rude and Reason-less Serue like him Self dumb Idols Blocks Beasts But such as matching our Zeal's holy Heighth Are Abrah'ms Seed both in their Flesh and Faith Which wisely haue and timely turn'd submiss The deadly Edge of his drad Vengeances I praise the Lord for such a Foe so meek To yielding Lambes to Lyons Lyon-like As flexible to humble Tears as fel To Resolutions that in vain rebell Sith therefore yet we may haue Choise for Iurie Of War or Peace his Fauor or his Furie Winking in Dangers let 's not Wilfully Follow our Fathers stubborn Sur-â—uidry But striking Saile in such Storms violence Let 's liue secure vnder so good a Prince Yet None miss-take that I this Counsaile giue To saue My Stake as one too-fain to liue Alas my Years are of them Selues of age To dye alone without Assyrians Rage Without the help of their keen Dart or Pole To launce my Hart or to let out my Soule Where were my Youth's Spring now re-flowr'd again â—nd heateful blood boyling in euery vein â—y Zeale to GOD and to my Country's Good â—hould shew me well no Niggard of my Blood â—ight Samson-like My Death bring Death to all â—he Pagan Hoast and their proud General â—ut more I feare least with a Zeal too-Yong We fighting for the Law the Law impugne â—nciting so the Soldiers Insolence â—censing so the Fury of the Prince â—hat they by Conquest of one Day vndoo â—eer Izrael and drown GOD's Glory too â—or Wee bereft What People in This Place â—ruely-religious shal implore His grace Who of all Nations that dispersed Wun â—rom Shores of Indus to the Setting Sun â—nd from the farthest Hyperborean Coasts â—o those whose Clime continual Summer roasts â—ath chosen only Iacob for his Owne â—nd on This Mount His drad-deer Glory showne But good old Cambris else the mildest Prince â—roanes griev'd and pale with Passions vehemence â—nd interrupting That with This Discourse â—artens the heartless Peers and Counsellors Rather ô Earth for which our Earthlings strive Gape vnder me and swallow Me alive Rather iust Heav'ns with sulphury Fire and Fume As Sodom yerst Mesodainly consume Then I should Saint with-out within Malitious Give Izrael a Counsail so pernicious Were it the Head of this inhumane Band Meant but our Bodies only to command Though with our Birth to this faire Light we brought Sweet Liberty so sweet and deer that nought No Hopes no Heaps may be compar'd to it The TEMPLE sav'd I might perhaps submit But sith this Tyrant puft with foolish Pride With heavier Gyves to load our Soules beside Which only Vassals of the Thunder-Thrower Nor knowe nor owe to Any Sceptres lower Would that forgetting Him who made vs All And of all People chose vs principall And fatherly provides vs every thing And shields vs ay with Shadow of his wing We take for GOD His proud ambitious Prince Who Nimrod-like with hellish Insolence Would climbe to Heav'n although his life be such As merits not the Name of Man by much â—s beard him boldly bravely frand we to 't â—â—s against Arms Man to Man Foot to Foot â—tory lies not in vain-glorious hearts â—mber of Horses nor of Pikes and Darts â—ese be but Instruments th' Eternal moves crown with Conquest whom his Goodnes loves Yet should the Lord now suffer Heathen's rage â— over-run his sacred Heritage â—ause in life his Name we so dishonor Death at least in Death let 's doo him Honor â—d if we cannot Assur over-come â—'s win by Patience Crowns of Martyrdom And could our Foes as fel as Lestrygons â—m off the Earth extirp our Tribes at-once â—cy could not though GOD's glorious Name interr â—s these Apostates falsly would inferr â— He that with so sundry Nations stor'd â—vnpeopled World from one Man and restor'd â—â—â—g after that by one smal Bark the waste â—e Flood had made when it had All defac't â—ot He able even of stones to raise People Zealous of his glorious Praise â—ot He able once again to ope â—d Sara's Wombe and giue her Spouse past hope More Sonnes then Sands on Lybian shores be cast By ruffling Boreas lowd Cloud-chasing Blast Or twinkling Spangles nightly brightly roule On sabled Circles of the whirling Pole Which with more sacred Voice more humble Awe Shall sound his Praises and observe his Law Then rather Fathers foule befall You else Let vs die Hebrews then live Infidels Let 's not preferre too-base and too-too-blame Profit to Duty idle Feare to Shame Cambrâ—s Oration was no sooner done But all th' Assembly as all ioyn'd in one Confirm'd His Counsail both with voice gest And Ioachim Ioy-rapt above the rest Lifting to Heav'n-ward reverent hands and face Said Lord wee thank thee that thy speciall grace Hath steeld our hearts and linkt our Wils no less A hopefull Signe of happy good Successe Then to the Princes he the Charge commits Of Townes and Provinces as Each befits Least any spurr'd by Envie or Ambition In Izrael should kindle new Sedition So Each with-drawes and bravely-bold prepares To front the worst that martial Fury dares Who th' Aristaean busie Swarmes hath seen â—n Hybla's Top Whether with Launcets keen â—arging the Drones which over-neer their homes â—ome humming out to rob their fragrant Combes â—hether collecting their delicious Deaw â—om various Thyme and other Flowers not few â—hether extending in rare Symmetrie â—ith wondrous Art their Waxen Canapey â—nd arching even so many Thousand Cells â— quick so thick so like as Nothing else â—hether conducting their too-ful Supplies â—-where to plant their goodly Colonies â—hich keep still constant in their new Plantation â—heir Mother Citie 's Manners Lawes and Fashion â—â—th seen the Iewes as busie Diligence â—nd quick Desire to put them in Defence Some stop the Breaches made by Art or Age â— the Heav'ns anger or the Heathens rage â—me least the Ram butting with boisterous Fals â—ould pash to powder their too-feeble Wals â—ith Bastions Bulwarks Rampiers Ravelins Forts â—nk on all sides their Cities where imports â—me to and fro trudging with Baskets fill'd â— places needfull sodain Sconces build Some wanting time or meanes their Town to wall With broad deep Trenches soon begirt it all And from a River neer they cut a Rill The hollow bosome of their Dike to fill While Armorers in order beating quick Hot sparkling Steel on Anvils hard and thick Transform it soon to Corslets Curtellaxes Helms Gorgets Gantlets Bills and Battail-axes And some for need to furnish and set-out Th'vntrained Shepheard Neatheard and the Lowt Ground the ground-slycing Coultar to a Blade And of the Sickle a straight Weapon made None Yong and healthy took Repast or Rest One on his back another on his Beast Others in Waggons carryed-in apace Corn Wine and Food to some importing Place Even so in Summer as the Wise-man tels Th'Emmets by Troupes haste froÌ„ their hollow Cels To get-in Harvest graving where they gone Their Diligence even in a path
throng wheÌ„ once they hear his horn Having in vain summon'd the Town he tries A hundred wayes it wrathfull to surprise â—eer th'Enginer begins his Ram to rear â—eer mounts his Trepan and his Scorpion there â—ends heer his Bricol there his boysterous Bowe â—rings heer his Fly-Bridge there his batt'ring Crowe â—esides high Timber-Towers on rowling Feet â—ov'd and remov'd controlling every Street Heer Pioners are put the Ditch to fill â—o level Mounts to make a Hole a Hill To play the Moules to dig a secret way â—nto the Town their Soldiers to convay Heer others must their Ladders raise the while And quick surprise the Sentinels by wile Others must vnder-mine others aâ—pire With matter fitting every Gate to fier But the most part stand ready in Array To give Assault soon as they see their Way Made meet and easie by the batterring Thunder Of all their Engines pashing Wals in sunder Tower-tearing Mars Bellona thirsting-blood Fill there the faintest with their Furious-mood There fierie Steeds stamping neighing loud There Pagans fell braving and â—aving provd With hideous noise make th' Heav'nly Vault resound The Earth to eccho and even Hell astound But He that keeps eternall Sentinel On Heav'ns high Watch-Tower for His Israel Pitying his People alters in a trice The Tyrants purpose by a new Advise Causing the Captaines of brave Moabites Strong Iduméans and stout Ammonites Thus to advise Most noble General Terror of Kings redoubted Scourge of All We would not wish my Lord in any sort You bring Your brave Bands to assault this Fort For neither Pike Dart Sling Bow Sword nor Shield So back the Foe or make them slack to yeeld As these proud Rocks which by wise Natures grace Rampire the Rampires of this wretched Place Which yer You scale vndoubtedly will cost Ladders of Bodies and even Tythe your Hoast The Victor is no Victor if his Gain Passe not his Losse nor th' Honor drown the Stain Wise-valiant Prince that Fisher Fool we hold Who for a Gull venters a Line of Gold And ill doth th' Honor of a Crown beseem Th' inhumane bloody barbarous Head of Him Who rather would the Death of many Foes Then Life and Safety of one Friend to chose You may my Lord you may with-out Assault Or Losse of Man reduce them all to nought â—f in you Hillocks you but seize the Springs Whence hollow Lead the Hebrews Water brings Who so by Thirst distrest and so put to 't Will come and cast them haltred at your Foot The noble Lion never sets-vpon Base fearful Beasts but on the noblest one â—OVE'S sulphury Darts He seld or never thrils But on Mount Atlas or the Ryphean Hils And stormfull Auster ever rather smote Clowd-cleaving Turrets then a lowly Cote No more no more let your drad Arms assail So faint a Foe as of himself will quail It is not Fear my Lord and much less Pittie Fear of our Selves or Favour to the Cittie Makes vs oppose vs to Thy Purpose yet For yer that We Thy happy Standards quitt For Thee will We defie th' immortal Gods For Thee Wee 'll breake their Altars all to Clods For Thee will We march with vnweary soles Beyond the Arctik and Antarctik Poles For Thee will We with winged Arms go fetch IOVE's Aigle down and Neptun's Trident snatch For Thee the Sonne shall not his Sire forbear Nor Sier the Sonne nor Brother Brother spare The General who for Avail revolves Peizes this Counsail and re-peiz'd resolves Dispatching speedy a selected Force To seize the Waters and divert their Course Th' Hebrews Their Drift their Own Danger see In that Attempt so sally instantly To stop the Foe from stopping of the Stream Which should derive Liquor and Life to Them Then Pagans fighting for ambitious Fame Iewes not to die with vn-revenged Shame Bravely incounter with so fel Disdaine That now the Pagan flyes now fights againe Followes his flying Foe and now the Iew Nigh foiled faints now doth the Fight renew So that faire Victory seems long to waver As it were doubtfull whether side to favour Till at the last th' Hebrews all over spread With Clowds of Shot back to their Bulwark fled Even as a Pilgrim in the naked Plain Meeting a Storm of mighty Hail or Rain Runs dropping wett some hollow Rock to find Or other Covert built by Nature kinde Pagans pursue them and pel-mel among Enter almost the City in the Throng Then every where did dreadfull Noise arise From street to street th' amazed Vulgar flyes Tearing their haire beating their brest and face As if the Foe had even possest the Place Why flie ye Cowards Whether Do you knowe What Fortress have you if you This forgoe Or in this Citie seek you for a stronger To gard you better or preserve you longer If now alas you dare not beare you stout Against the Foe while he is yet with-out How will you dare resist his violence Were he once Maister of your weak Defence The People chiâ— thus by their prudent Chief Somewhat re-heart'ned rescue with relief Cambris and Carmis who the while like Towers Had in the Gate withstood th'Assalting Stowers Of almost all the furious Infidels For Lance a long Mast either strongly welds For Arms an Anvile each a massie Targe Of steel about his neck as long as large Adown their shoulders from their Helms did wave Thick Plumy Clowds of Colours brightly-brave Both like in age in Courage Name and Nature Both like in bulke both like in Strength Stature Both like Two Popplars which on either side Some silver Brook their tressie Tops do hide Amid the Clowds and shaken by the Winde Oft kiss each other like Two Brethren kinde The Heathen seeing still fresh Troops descend From every side the City to defend Leave-off their On-sett and welnigh disbanded Gladly retreat whether their Heads commanded When I consider the extreame Distress Which thirty Dayes did the Bethulians press â—ong sad enough I hardly can invent â—o deadly Plight lively to represent â—y hand for horror shakes and can no more â—uide on this page my Pen as heertofore â—et doo mine Eyes with Teares be deaw it so 〈◊〉 well appears a subiect full of Woe Thou Spirit which doost all Spirits vivifie â—hich didst vnloose the Tongue of Zachary â—nd through the World thy sacred Name to preach â—hy Messengers so sundry Tongues didst teach â—rect my weary Quil my Courage raise â—hat I This Work may finish to Thy Praise Though th' Hebrews saw their Town on every part â—ot with an Hoast but with a World begirt â—et had they Hope the long Siege would no less â—onsume th' Assyrians then themselues distress â—t when the Foe had all the Pipes depriv'd â—hence Water yerst the sacred Town deriv'd â—as their Hope and even their heart did shrink 〈◊〉 quite cut-off and dry'd vp with their Drink The Rulers though yer Bondage Death to take â—ive to the People what Themselves did lack To wit a hope Water enough to keep In private
Troughs and publick Cesterns deep Both Citizens and Soldiers to suffice So that they would be moderate and wise So th' Officers divide in silver measures To all of all sorts of these liquid Treasures This welcome Liquor which might serve at first To keep their life a while not quench their Thirst Their Cesterns dry'd they seek in every sink Of every Gutter greedily they drink T' appease their Thirst awhile not please their taste With Drink whose stink was oft the Drinkers last O wretched Men O wondrous Misery Little or much drink or drink not they dy Plenty and Lack of Liquor in extreme Though Contraries concurt to murder them With-in whose Bodies warreth Thirst as fell As outwardly th' outrageous Infidell Street Lane nor Ally had this wofull City Where-in the Sisters Enemies to Pitie Invented not some new and vncouth guise To murder Hebrews and from firmest eyes In signe of Sorrow showers to extract Of pearly Tears of bitter brine compact Mid all Degrees if rested any-where But so much moisture as could make a Teare There an Old man complaineth that a Lad Hath new snatcht from him all the Drink he had But Thirst contracts his Throat his voice vains And ends at once his Life his Plaint and Pains A Soldier heer re-swils again and gladder Th'vnsavory Water which had swelld his bladder There th'woefull Mother on her Couching-Settle Her half-dead Childe reviveth with her Spettle â—eer the sad Lover sighes her latest breath â—ith the last Sighes of her deer Love in Death â—or cruell Thirst com'n from Cyrenian Strand Where ay Shee lives amid the burning Sand â—erpetual panting for continuall Drouth â—anging her Tongue a foot without her Mouth â—er Face all wrinkled both her Eyes deep sunk â—er Body leane and light her Bowels shrunk â—er Brest transparent and her Veins repleat With Brimstone all in steed of Blood 's moist Heat â—owes from her rotten Lungs a loathsome breath Through all the Town infusing Fumes of Death â—n th' Hebrews Artires causing every Porch Obscurely shine with some Funereall Torch So that the Heav'ns seeing so many Woes Could hold no longer but would faine with those Sad-weeping Hebrews Their sad Tears haue melld Save that their Tears the Lord of Hoasts with-held And I my Self that drown mine Eyes with Theirs Vnable though well to express those Tears Will with my Silence vaile their Countenance Following that Painters learned Ignorance Who well conceiving that his live-less Colours Could not to life express the deadly Dolours Of Agamemnon at his Daughters End Cover'd his sad Face with a sable Bend. Mean-while the few that of this Wrack remain Against their sad Chiefs murmur and complain The Lord say they in Iustice recompence Your wilfull Malice and Our Innocence The Lord look down vpon the wretched Teen Your wicked Counsails have heer plung'd vs in For had you yeelded to the Foes demand Yet he had entred on the Holy Land We happy we had never seen our Friends So hâ—p-less brought to so vntimely Ends. Alas What Comfort rests O wretched City Those that besiege thee round wold show thee Pity Thine Own are Cruel Foes wold fain preserve-thee Thy Frends destroy thee Those wold fain reserv thee Would saue thy Children thine own Children rather Run headlong all on wilfull Death together Lord well we know our wicked Deeds haue made Thee iust displeas'd to drawe the keenest Blade Of thy fierce-kindled ire which iustly sheads Thy deadliest Darts on our disloyal heads Yet Thou which dost not long thy Wrath retain Against thine Owne O turn to Vs again Lord change the purpose of our wilfull Lords Who ' gainst our Bosomes whet the Pagan Swords Or grant at least with thousand Arrowes thrill'd We rather may by Heathen hands be kill'd Then longer Langnor of this banefull Thirst To linger vs in living Death accurst Deer Brethren 't is our only Duty bindes Their Rulers said not our sinister mindes Of vndermining or of pyning Ours Thus to hold out against these Heathen Powers If You haue Pain We have our Portion too We are imbarkt in the same Ship with You On the same Deep we the same Danger run Our Cross is common and our Loss is one As common shall our comfort be when GOD Shall please to ease vs of th' Assyrians Rod As sure he will if Your Impatiency Stop not the Course of his kinde Clemency Then strive not with th'All-Perfect but depend On God alone Whose Actions all do tend To profit His Who in his Season ever Almighty can and will His Church deliver Sometimes the Archer lets his Bowe vnbent Hang idly by that when it is re-bent With boisterous Armes it may the farther cast His winged shafts and fix them far more fast So oft the Lord seems in his Bosome long To hold his hand and after as more strong To hammer Those whose impious Impudence Miss-spends the Treasure of his Patience Which at first sight gives all Impunity As think the Lewd to all Iniquity But at the last his heavie Vengeance payes Them home for all his Iustice long Delayes As th'Vsurer forbearing of his poore And needy Debtors makes his Debt the more What though th' high Thunderer in his Fury dread Strike not in th' instant this proud Vice-Roy dead â—an all th'Amasse of Waters which he pent â—bove and vnder th'ample Firmament â—editious so shake-off his Soueraigne Power â—s not to send the thirsty Earth a Shower â—o no though Heav'ns on every side so cleer â—oâ—d nothing lesse then Rain or moisture neer They with their Tears shall shortly soak the Plain 〈◊〉 on the Day when Saul began to raign â—or all the Heav'ns the Starres and Elements Must execute his high Commandements But still the Plebe with Thirst and Fury prest Thus roaring raving gainst their Chiefs contest O holy Nation shall we shall We die Their Elderships grave Sights to satisfie O! shall we die to please These foolish-wise â—ho make themselues rich by our Miseries And with our Bloods would purchase them a Name â—o live for ever in the Role of Fame No no Let 's rather break their servile bands Which hold vs in let 's take into our hands Our Cities Helm that freeing it from Sack We wisely so may free our Selves from Wrack As the Physician by the Patient Prest Who on his Bed vnruly will not rest Permits sometimes what Art prohibiteth Osias so importun'd promiseth To yeeld the Town if in five Dayes appear No certain Signe of divine Succour neer The People then their woeful past estate Their present paine and future Fears forgate Sith though it should not hap as most they thirst At least they should of Evils scape the worst But IVDITH who the while incessant Showres From her sad eyes in signe of Sorrow poures With mourneful voice now cals vpon the Lord Anon her sad Soule comforts in his Word Praiers were her Staires the highest Heav'ns to clime GOD's Word a Garden where in needful time She found her Simples in
All began Thou madest All and since re-madest Man The Mediatour and the Vmpire giv'n To reconcile reuolted Earth to Heav'n Who to impart to vs His Immortalitie Took part with Vs in this our fraile Mortalitie And in all things except all Sinne alone A perfect Man put all our Nature on Born in the World to make Vs Born-anew In pouertie Vs richly to endew Humbling himself that we might raised be In Seruant's Form to make vs euer Free Came down to Earth Vs vp to Heav'n to mount Was tempted â—eer our Tempter to surmount Dy'd to destroy the Strength of Death and Sin And Rose again our Righteousnes to win How oft did He visite the Poore and Sick Cure the Distracted and Paralitique Restore the Blinde Deaf Dumb and Dead reuiue And Satans Captiues from his rage repriue How many Idiots did He make excell The Wisest Masters in all Israel â—ow many rude plain silly Fisher-men â—are power-full Preachers Fishers then of Men. How-many Sin-sick did he inly cure â—nd deep Soule-wounded binde-vp and assure â—ow-many Proud Loose Cruell Couetous â—ade Hee Meek Modest Gentle Bountious By Him deer Father come we Thee to know â—hy Word thy Will to frame our owne Wils so â—y Him alone Wisedome we seek and finde â— Cares and Crosses to confirm our minde By Him alone Thy sacred Truth we learn â—om suttlest Errors cleerly to discern â—y Him all Cloudes of Darknes are dispell'd â—olatry and Heresie refell'd By Him We pray to Thee and what we craue liuely Faith we are assur'd to haue â—eav'ns Kingdom first Soules Feast Bodies Food â—race Comfort Peaee euery needfull Good By Him be We Thy Children of Adoption Coheires of Heav'n and Vessels of Election Becomming Man He is become our Brother So happy VVe haue also Thee our Father By Him of Thee Thine Holy Spirit we haue Which in our hearts thy Law doth lyuelie graue The Comforter the Spirit of Truth of Loue Of Power of Peace of Wisedome from aboue The Spirit which staies vs when in Storms we ride And steers vs steddie in our Calmer Tide VVhich kills the Flesh and chills infatuate Fires To quicken Soules and kindle Heav'ns-Desires Which brings the Strays home to Thy holy Fold Giues Stutters Tongues and makes the bashful bold Opens the Sense of Sacred Mysteries Giues Form or Life to euerie thing that is In Him Thou built'st Thy Heav'n of Heav'ns excelling Thy Court prepar'd for Saints eternall Dwelling In Him Thou mad'st the VVorld and All to moue In euery Part as doth it best behoue Hee to the fainting heart new heart procures Confirmes the feeble fearefull Soules assures Giues Faith and Hope Loue Grace godly Zeal Happy the Soules where He delights to dwel For Those Hee fills with his aboundant Treasures â—n diuers manners and in diuers measures â—s diuersly befits Thy Churches-state â—o Plant or Prune or Prop or Propagate To some he giues a cleer quick Apprehension â—o some deep Iudgement some Diuine Inuention â—o some the doore of gracefull Eloquence â—o some the store of Wisedoms Excellence Some to interpret with Diuine Dexterity â—he sacred Secrets of th' eternall Verity â—ome School-less Scholars Learned study-less â—o vnderstand and speak all Languages Som to confirm their Office and Thine Oracles â—o work strange Wonders great many Miracles â—euiue the dead recouer natiue Euils â—â—re all Diseases and euen cast out Diuels Such are th' Effects Works Vertues gifts graces â—hich by degrees in diuers times and places â—hy Holy Spirit to sillie Men hath giv'n â—om Them to Thee to raise our hearts to Heav'n And as in our fraile Bodies through varietie â—f Members fitted into One Societie â—ne very Soule doth actions different â—â—me more Some lesse Noble or Excellent So in the mystick Body of Thy Son Where many Members Loue vnites in One Thine Owne One Spirit works actions admirable Among themselues more or lesse honorable Yet orderly Each his owne Rank obserues And properly Each his owne Office serues Nor boasteth any other not to need For oft the least the most of all doth steed Therefore the stronger must the weak support The safe and sound cheer the afflicted sort The Rich and mighty not despise Inferiours Neither the mean enuie or hate Superiours Were All a Head in This faire Frame of Man Where were the Foot the Hand the Stomack than Were All a Tongue where should the Eye becomâ— Were All an Eye where should the Eare haue room O Spirit Eternall which hast All compos'd In number measure Order All dispos'd Make Charity Vs mutuall Members moue Vnite our Spirits in thy perpetuall Loue. Quench all Contentions Errors Heresies Which both our Mindes and Bodies tyranize Quench all Concupiscence and foule Desire Which both our Bodies and Soules Death conspirâ— Vouchsafe our Souls Rest w th out Schismik strife Our Bodies Health through chaste and sober Life What could we ask what should wee rather craue Then in sound Bodies as sound Soules to haue Sound is the Body kept by keeping Chaste With moderate Exercise and mean repast â—ound is the Soule which resteth sober-wise Content in Thee vn-vext in Vanities Sound is the Soule free from all Self-Sedition Of Pride Hate Enuie Auarice Ambition â—nd all the Crowd of Mans Concupiscence â—inding His Will to Thy Obedience Who is so bound Thy Seruant is most Free â—ost Rich who leaues all Riches else for Thee â—ost easie rests who most for Thee endures â—ost Self-distrusting most Thy Strength assures So Thee to Serue is euen to Raign in brief â—o to Obey is to Command in Chief â—o walke Thy Wayes is only Libertie â—o learn Thy Learning ENCYCLOPAEDIE O! happy Those that stand in such a state â—nd in Thy Statutes alwaies meditate â—r if they slip or trip or faile or fall â—eturn betimes and for Thy Mercy call For though thy Law in Firie Thunder-giv'n Threat still the Stubborn with Reuenge froÌ„ Heav'n Thy gracious Gospell offers Pardon free To humbled Soules that Sigh in Faith to Thee And Thou who wilt not Sinners die but liue Hast promis'd All so suing to forgiue Thy Word is Truth Thy Promise to fulfill Thou God of Truth hast euer Power and Will O! bountious Thou which doost so oft repaire Our broken Soules and keep'st them from Despair And blessed Wee whose Faith in Love's Physicion Assures our Hope of all our Sins Remission Who-so hath Sorrow for his Sinfulnes Purpose to mend Desire of Holiness Trust in Thy Mercy hath no need to doubt But by Thy Grace his Sins are wyped out O Cordial Word O Comfortable breath Reuiuing Soules euen in the Gates of Death From Iawes of Hell raising our Hopes to Heav'n Therefore deer Lord To Thee all Praise be giv'n Who shall accuse vs now if Thou acquight God being with vs what can vs affright Our Faith in Thee ô What can shake or shock So surely fixt vpon so firm a Rock What shall diuide vs Lord from Loue of Thee â—hall Shame shall Sorrow shall Aduersity â—hal
be as well taught as fed 5. Of a Iudge Both blinde and lame I iudge Thee best to make Least that thine Eyes miss-giue thy Hands miss-take 6. Of a Husbandman Good-morrow bids the Cock th'Owle bids Good-night To Countrie-Cares I bid GOD speed them right 7. Of a Captaine In War and Peace CHRIST is the sole Commander To lead to God-ward follow still His Standard Of all the Seauen So Rule 1 Plead 2 Practise 3 Preach 4 Doom 5 Delue 6 Direcâ— 7 Climes 1 Causes 2 Cures 3 CHRIST 4 Crimes 5 Turues 6 Troâ—…selâ—… 7 FINIS LACHRYMAE LACHRYMARVM or The Spirit of Teares Distilled For the vn-timely Death of The incomparable PRINCE HENRY Late PRINCE of WALES By IOSVAH SYLVESTER HONI SOIT QVI MAL Y PENSE LACHRYMAE LACHRYMARVM A Funeral Elegie The Argument in an EPITAPH HEre lyes Drie Eies read not This EPITAPH Heer lyes Great-Britans Stay Great Iacob's Staff The stately Top-bough of Imperial Stemme World's richest Iewell Nature 's rarest Gemme Mirror of Princes Miracle of Youth All Vertues Pattern Patron of all Truth Refuge of Armes ample Reward of Arts Worth 's Comforter milde Conquerer of Hearts The Churche's Tower the Terror of the Pope Herôik HENRY Atlas of our Hope HOw-euer short of Others Art and Wit I knowe my powers for such a Part vnfit And shall but light my Candle in the Sun To doe a work shall be so better Donne Could Teares and Feares giue my Distractions leaue Of sobbing words a sable Webbe to weaue Could Sorrow's Fulnes giue my voice a vent How would how should my saddest Verse lament In deepest Sighes in stead of sweetest Songs This Loss alas which vnto All belongs To All alas though chiefly to the Chief His royal Parents Principalls in grief To All the Peers to all Confederate To All the CHVRCH to all the CHRISTIAN State To all the Godly now and future farr To all the WORLD except S.P.Q.R. To All together and to Each a-part That liues and loues Religion Armes or Art To all abroad but to Vs most of all That neerest stood to my High Cedars fall But more then most to Mee that had no Prop But HENRY's Hand and but in Him no Hope In Whom with Nature Grace and Fortune mett To consummate a PRINCE as Good as Great In WhoÌ„ the Heavn's were pleas'd to shew the Earth A richer Iewell then the World was worth Or worthy of therefore no more to make So rare a Piece His pretious Moulde they brake O soudain Change O sad Vicissitude O! how the Heav'ns our Earthly Hopes delude O! what is firm beneath the Firmament O! what is constant heer that giues Content What Trust in Princes O! what Help in Man Whose dying Life is but in length a spann Melting as Snowe before the Mid-day Sunn Past as a Poste that speedy by dooth runn â—wift as the Current of the quickest Stream â—ain as a Thought forgotten as a Dream O Deerest HENRY Heav'n and Earth's Delight O cleerest Beame of Vertues Rising bright O purest Spark of Pious Princely Zeale O surest Ark of Iustice sacred weale O grauest Presage of a Prudent Kinde O brauest Message of a Valiant Minde O All-admir'd Benign and Bountious O All-desired right PANARETVS PANARETVS All-vertuous was thy Name Thy Nature such such euer be thy Fame O deerest cleerest purest surest Prop O grauest bravest highest nighest Hope O! how vntimely is this Sunne gonn down This Spark put-out This Ark as ouerthrown This Presage crost This Message lost and left This Prop displac't This Hope of All bereft O! How vnkinde How graceless How ingrate Haue Wee cut-off Thy likely longer Date For were This Stroak froÌ„ Heav'ns immediat hand Or by Heav'ns leaue from Hell's suborned Band Of ROMVLIDES What dare not They presumeâ— If this That Sea a Sulphury Sea consume How-e'r it were We were the Moouing Cause That sweet Prince HENRY breath no-longer drawâ— Wee all alas haue had our hands herein And Each of vs hath by some cord of Sinne Hal'd down from Heav'n from Iustice awfull Seat This Heauy Iudgement which yet more doth threat Wee Clergie first who too-too-oft haue stood More for the Church-goods theÌ„ the Churches good Wee Nobles next whose Title euer strong Can hardly offer Right or suffer Wrong Wee Magistrates who mostly weak of sight Are rather faine to feele then see the Right Wee Officers whose Price of euery Place Keeps Vertue out and bringeth Vice in grace Wee Gentrie then who rack and sack and sell To swimme like Sea-Crabs in a foure-wheeld Shell Wee Courtiers next who French-Italianate Change with the Moon our Fashion Faith Fate Wee Lawyers then who Dedalizing LAVV And deadding Conscience like the Horse-leach drawe Wee Cittizens who seeming Pure and Plaine Beguile our Brother make our God our GAYNE Wee Country-men who slander Heav'n and Earth As Authors of Our Artificial Dearth Wee Pourueyors last who taking tenn for two Rob both at once our Prince and People too All briefly all all Ages Sexes Sorts In Countries Citties Benches Churches Courts All Epicures Witt-Wantons Atheists Mach'-Arctines Momes Tap-To-Bacchonists Batts Harpies Sirens Centaures Bib-all-nights Sice-sink-ap-Asses Hags Hermaphrodites And Wee poore Nothings fixed in no Spheare Right Wandring Tapers Erring euery-where Scorn of the Vulgar Scandall of the Gowne Haue pull'd this waight of Wrath This Vengeance down All All are guilty in a high Degree Of This High-Treason and Conspiracie More brute then Brutus stabbing more then CAESAR With Two-hand-SINNES of Profit and of Pleasure And th'odious Engine which doth all include Our Many-pointed proud INGRATITVDE For for the Peoples Sinnes for Subiects crymes God takes-away good Prinâ—es oftentimes So good IOSIAH HENRY 's parallel Was soon bereft from Sinfull Israel So our good EDVVARD HENRY's Pre-cedent For ENGLAND's Sinnes was hence vntimely hent So heer good HENRY is new taken hence For now Great-BRITAN's great Sinnes Confluence VVee see th' Effect wee haue the Cause confest O! Turn wee then with speed to Saue the rest O! Turn vs Lord turn to vs turn away Thy Frowns our Fears with humblest Tears we pray O saue our SOVERAIN saue his Royall seed That still his Owne may on his Throne succeed Let Each of vs make priuie Search within And hauing found bring forth the Traitor SIN To Execution with all Execration Henceforth renouncing such In-Sin-newation Let Each of vs as Each hath throw'n a Dart A Dart of Sinne at HENRY's princely heart Send-vp in Sighes our Soules deuoutest breath To Shield our IAMES ANNE CHARLES ELIZABETH And HIM whose Loue shal render HER her Brother And make Her soon a happy Princes Mother Let Each of vs cease to lament in vain Prince HENRY 's Loss Death is to HIM a Gain For Sauoy's Dukelings or the Florentine He Wedds his Sauiour of a Regal Ligne Glory for Gold for Hope Possession there Of Crowns so Rich as neuer entred Eare Eye neuer sawe nor euer Heart conceav'd So strong Assur'd as cannot be bereav'd Waile not his death His Vertues cannot Dye
reuerend Court Heer ceased Hee and instantly withall Losing his sight the Angell leaues the Hall His aicrie Bodie to the Aier repayes And while he takes to other Courts his wayes Hee happily the wished Lady meets Who inly ioyd which outward gesture sweets Because in Iudgement shee had ouerthrow'n Wrōgs proud Support giuen poor Right his own Came from deciding of a Cause of waight Before the Peers and Councel of Estate But her Content was doubled when she heard Heav'ns sacred will as th'Angell had auerrd And His high pleasure whose Omnipotence The Heav'ns adore for Surname of the Prince With him therefore Her speedie she directs Towards the Troupe which only her expects Now all these Nymphs assembled seemed prest All diversly with Ioy and Hope possest To take their Flight to that King-fauourd Place Where pre-ordained for this VVork of grace They should impose the Royal Infants Name The Worlds main Hope as most conceiue the same When soudainly there did among them breed A noble strife which stayd their forward speed Though great desire to see the radiance Of that yong Sunne which should enlighten France Hasted their haste and though on euerie side As well the sacred Pomp as ciuill Pride The King himself Princes and Princely Dames Glittring in gold sparkling in pretious Flames And all the Court adornd in rich Array Seem as offended at the least Delay But yet because Heauens Monarch had decreed That of the Vertues Shee which should exceed As most conducing to Kings happie state Should with her Name this Princeling nominate When one of those high Hearlds vrg'd them on Among them selues This to consult vpon Consult said Andria Why consult about A Point whereof I think was neuer doubt Mine Mine's this Honour for among vs all Who more adorns a Kings Memoriall Or better keeps a Sceptres Maiestie At his full Height in Royall hands then I I fill his Name with glorie and Renowne I make him feard abroad of euerie Crowne I with the terror of his Arms deterr Ambitious Tyrants that they dare not stir Offensiue Warre against Himself or His How euer spurrd by Spight or Auarice His famous Valour gaining This for Meed That at the last hee seemes it not to need Vnlesse hee list his Conquests to extend Through-out the World then is it I that bend The prowdest Mountaines vnder his Command The strongest Holds I render to his hand I fill with fear I chill with trembling Ice The boldest harts of oldest Companies That dare resist his quick and thick Alarmes VVith th' only lustre of his glittering Armes I often only with his Trumpets sound VVithout a stroak his Enimies confound And dreadfull make the most redoubted heer Think it no shame to flye his fierce Career As if no Steel of proof toward his blowes 'T were Rashnes more then Valour to oppose Such were of-old those hardie Heròes found For Prowesse Then for Demi-gods renownd Such Hee whose showlders shor'd Olympus walles Such Hee who conquer'd th' Empire of the Gaules Such that Great Macedon and such again Those famous Paladines whose Fables vaine Yet vse-full Tales tho'ld Romants fain so fitt That euen they seeme by Mórpheus fingers writt But what they had Idéally from Art That Réally I to a Prince impart Who knowes not that I only vs'd in Field Serue all the Vertues both for Sword and Shield Your Selues indeed seeme to agnize no lesse Although in words you shame it to confesse For when the furie of Warrs dreadfull Stowres Beginns to thunder neer Your daintie Bowers All pale for Feare all trembling all dismayd To Mee yee flye to Mee yee crye for Aide Vnder my wings yee creep to keep you sure Where and but there you think your selues secure And rather I then Any who expose My Self alone against the Haile of Blowes Begin Estates begett and bring them forth And plant in blood the Empires of the Earth Th' admired height of Romes great Sceptre yerst As that of Greece was but My work at first And that same Other famous glorious Throne Whose Greatnes Yet doth in it's Cinders grone For though by Warr with Fire and Sword I waste What Heav'ns Decree hath doom'd to be defac't Euen while I raze I raise and of the Rubble Of pettie States I build One hundred double As horrid Dragons growe so hugely great Of manie Serpents that alyue they eat You are indeed extold and worthylie For knowing well to vse a Victorie But without Mee You can haue none to vse Without Mee then your Knowledge nought accrues Therefore your Honor 's lesse at least 't is such As at the best on Mine dependeth much In brief in all the sacred Works wee doo Our Merit 's diuers and our Honor too You rule the humble I the proudest tame You adorn Kingdomes and I conquer them You can direct and I protect a Crowne You doo besiege I dare assault a Towne You showe the vtmost of Mans Witt and Art I act your aimes with valiant hand and hart You lastly plott in shadie Chambers sield What I performe abroad in bloodie Field But in all These I passe you All as farr As to subdue the stoutest Foes in Warr To see about one Lightning-like to flash Millions of Shott Millions of Swords to clash To hear no noise but Canons roaring Thunder Diuorcing Soules from Bodies pasht in sunder To march in blood euen to the Knees and yet In all vndaunted not dismaid a whitt Is both more painfull and more Princelie too Then cleering of a clowdie Fraude or two To shield by counsail Equitie oppresst To gaine the Fame of Wisedome with the best To fast and pray or giue abundantly Or get the name of gratious Clemencie Then well fare Valour and long liue the Storie Of valiant Princes in the Phane of Glorie No humane Virtue hides so well as I Obnoxious staines when Ptinces step awry An ALEXANDER ARISTIDES seemes Because the splendor of my spreading beames With radiant lustre dazles so the sight That nought is seen but Great and glorious Light Whear if he lack my Raies or my Renowne Boast he of double or of trebble Crowne Bee hee benign be he munificent Iust wise religous learned eloquent Precise of Promise both to Frend and Foe Princes abroad little regard him though Yea might hee iustlie all els Vertues vaunt Yet wanting mee hee seemeth all to want His Hare-like hart at Wars least noise doth quake And to his Beads hee dooth him all betake His Fear strikes Fear in his best Refuges And his no-courage doth discourage His. In brief as blesst with Peaceful Vertues rare Hee seemes far fitter in a time of Warr With Keyes and Crosiers a POPE's Part to play Then Sword and Sceptre as a KING to sway As Andria had ended here her Part Shee in whose Schoole wee learn the heedfull Art Of neuer fondlie Vndertaking ought Soft soft said shee To boast our Selues we ought Not blame our Equalls nor with proud Exchange To our owne Praises their Dispraises change Andria I
Her Husbands Sorows did sad IVDITH share And IVDITH's Sorows her sad Husband bare The Husband did not his deer Wife controule As Tyrants rule but as the tender Soule Commands the Body not the same to grieue But comfort rather cherish and relieue Him IVDITH lou'd as Brother or more rather Feard as her Lord honord as her Father Their House for Order so religious â—eemd more a Temple then a priuate House There did no Mayd with merry-tricks intice The bashful Stripling to lascivious vice There did no drunken Groom sick Healths disgorge â—or against Heav'n blasphemous Oathes re-forge There no broad Iester no bold common Lyer â—o Gamester Thiefe Rogue Ruffin Apple-squier â—ad euer harbor but all Seruants there To their graue Rulers Rules conformed were MANASSES knowing what a Floud of Crimes â—urrounded all in His enormous Times â—specially what Euills Confluence Sad euen corrupted sacred Gouernments So that for fauour or for Mony more â—…ols Knaues Boyes Basest highest Burthens bore â—e modestly refus'd all Publique Charge â—olding him happy so free and at large â—arre from the Courts of State and Iustice too Quiet at Home his Houshold dues to doo Yet notwithstanding knowing too that none â—as euer borne so for himselfe alone â—…t that the best part of our dayes though few â—our Country Kindred our Friends is due No Magistrate Hee daily serv'd the State More then a hundred that in Office sate For in His House did sacred Iustice liue And from his Lips would She her sentence giue He euer was th' afflicted Poores Protector Widowes Supporter Silly-ones Director Orphans kinde Father Euery age Sex Sort Had from his hand some kind of kinde Support Neuer vain Thirst of the ' curs't Earth of Inde Made Him wound Water neither woo the Winde Neuer did Avarice his Life endanger With mercenarie Sword to serue the Stranger Neuer did Hee to Adverse-Clients sell A double Breath blowing to Heav'n Hell But strife-less vsing harm-less Husbandry Tooke of his Land both Stock and Vsury Of his lent Labours For somtimes by Line Hee plants an Orchard which he orders fine With equi-distant Trees in Rowes direct Of Plums of Pears and Apples most select Heer-there He Crab-stocks sets then grafts thereon Some stranger Slip inocculates anon Anon with keen Share the kinde Earth he shreds Anon the Vine vnto the Elme hee weds â—non he prunes-off the superfluous shoots â—non the Bodies pares then bares the roots â—or neither Dog-Dayes nor December's Ice â—ould keep Him Prisoner in his Chamber nice But as one-day his Reapers he beheld Who swelting swift the yellow handfulls feld â—ol from his head caus'd a Catarrh descend Which shortly after caus'd MANASSES End He that can number in November all â—he withered Leaves that in the Forrests fall â—ee that can number all the Drops in Showers Which Hyades Pleiades and moist Orion poures â—pon the Plaines may tell the Tears Shee shed â—or her deer Husband so vntimely dead â—he Wealth and Treasure he had left her kinde â— steed of easing more afflicts her Minde â—h'vse of his Goods still sets before her eies â—heir good old Owners sweet and gracefull guise â—ad She had all the Gold was gather'd ever â—n all the shoal Sands of the Lydian River â— had not been Rich being bereft of Him â—ithout WhoÌ„ Wealth doubled her Woes extream â—d with WhoÌ„ glad she would have born the crosses â—f wretched IOB's sad sodain many Losses Phoebus had thrice through all the Zodiak past Since His Decease Yet Time which all doth waste And cures all Cares could not her Griefs recouer For Losse of Him her deerest Lord and Lover Still therefore cover'd with a sable Shrowde Hath She kept home as all to Sorrow vow'd For for the most part solitarie sad Tears in her eyes sack on her back she had Griefe in her heart so on the wither'd Spray The Widow Turtle sighes her mournfull Lay Sole and exil'd from all Delights that move Chastly resolv'd t' accept no Second Love If any time IVDITH went out of Doore As Duty binds it was to see some Poore Some woefull Woman in deep Passions toyld For sodain Losse of her deer only Childe Some long-Sick body or some needy soule With needfull Comforts of her Bag or Boule Or else to go as GOD commanded Them To pray and Offer at IERVSALEM Thus deer Companion have I briefly show'n Faire IVDITH'S Story on whose Worth alone All eyes are cast but cannot tell you out Whether she goes lesse what she goes about â—t if we may from former things infer â—ghesse of future We may hope from Her â—me Happiness and sure me thinks her Cheer â— pleasant chang'd boads some good fortune neer â—th this Discourse the wakefull Hebrew Knight â—alking between wore-out the wearie Night IVDITH the while her Handmaid with her hies â—wards the Trenches of the Enemies â—r from the Fort She had a furlong gone â—e Heathen Scouts describ'd her and anon â—pake her Thus O! more then humane Beauty â—ence What are You What Cause hath hither â—o th' Assyrian Camp Alas I am brought ye â—ghing quoth She a woefull Hebrew Dame â—ho to escape so many Deaths or Thrall â—me here to yeeld me to your General Then to the Duke they lead her Who-so-e're â—th seen in Cities how they flock to hear â—me prating Montibank or see some Monster â—w brought from Africk or froÌ„ Inde may conster at presse of Soldiers from all parts did throng â—out his Tent and even prest in among see that compleat She so comely deem'd â—o the more look't on the more lovely seem'd Her waved Locks some dangling loose some part In thousand rings curld-vp with art-less art With gracefull Shadowes sweetly did set-out Her broad high Fore Head smooth as Ice about Two slender Bowes of Ebene equall bent Over two Starres bright as the Firmament Two twinkling Sparks Two sprightfull Ietty Eyes Where subtle Cupid in close Ambush lies To shoot the choisest of his golden Darts Into the chariest of the chastest hearts 'Twixt these Two Suns down froÌ„ this liberal Front Descendingly ascends a pretie Mount Which by Degrees doth neer those Lipps extend Where Momus Lips could nothing discommend Her ruddy round Cheeks seem'd to be composed Of Roses Lillied or of Lillies-Rosed Her musky Mouth for shape and size so meet Excelling Saba's pretious Breath for sweet A swelling Welt of Coral round behemms Which smiling showes two Rowes of orient Gemmâ— Her Ivory Neck and Alabaster Brest Ravish the Pagans more then all the rest Her soft sleek slender hands in Snowe bedipt With purest Pearl-shell had each Finger tipt In brief so passing Her Perfections were That if rare Zeuxis had but found Her there Or such another when from curious Cull Of Croton Dames so choisely Beautifull By many Beawties seuerally mett His cunning Pencil drew the Counterfait Of Her for Whom Europe and Asia fought This only Piece had he sufficient thought IVDITH no sooner came within the Tent But both her Cheeks a bashful
d' Ans d'Honneurs Bonl Comblant ce Chef Royal couronne voz Labeurs Qui pour le Droict des Roys d'vn Glaiue tout divin Combattez l'Antichrist son grand BELLARMIN Au Prince Charles â—insi le Tout-puissant de sa main de PANDORE Face d'vn Charle-moindre vn Charle-magne encore Qui suivant Voz Vertuz deriue perennel Saincts-Sages-Preux STVARTS au Sceptre paternel Aux Princes Palatins â—insi le Ciel benin de ses Tresors benisse L'Hymen heureux sainct de FRED'RIC d'ELIZ De sorte que d'Iceux leurs Filz leurs Neveuz Nous naissent deformais des EMPEREVRS heureux Aux Anglois Allemans â—insi Lions ANGLOIS Aigles d'ALLEMAGNE Triumphants pour la Foy de ROME de l'ESPAG Terrassent coup a coup les Lunes du TVRQVOIS Pour planter tout par tout les Lauriers de la CROIX LITTLE BARTAS IF wanton Lovers so delight to gaze On mortall Beauties brittle little Blaze That not content with almost daily sight Of Those deere Idols of their Appetite Nor with th' Idëas which th'Idalian Dart Hath deepe imprinted in their yielding heart Nor with Their Pictures with precisest charge Done by De-Creets Marcus or Peake at large And hangd of purpose where they most frequent As some faire Chamber 's choicest Ornament They must haue Heliard Isaac or His Sonne To doe in Little what in Large was done That they may ever ever beare about A Pictures Picture for the most I doubt Much more shold Those whose Soules in Sacred Loue Are rapt with Beautie 's Proto-Type aboue Sith heere they cannot see th' ORIGINAL Nor in themselues now finde His Principal Thirst for Their Obiect and much lesse content With th'ample Table of the Firmament And various Visage of this goodly Globe Wherein they see but as it were His Robe Embrodered rich and with Great Works embost Of Power of Prudence of Goodnes most Yet so farre-off so massie so immense As over-swaies Their weake Intelligence Or with that lesser Tablet of their Owne The Little-World wherein the Great is show'n Which neer deer though still about they beare Such Cloudes of Passion are still crowding there That seld or neuer can they ought perceiue Of those pure Rayes it did at first receiue Long for Their Long-Home past the Gates of Grace To see Their Loue in Glory face to face Till when awhile to entertaine them heere With Prospects fittest Their faint Thoughts to cheere Insted of That Great Vniversal Table Made in Six Dayes with Art so admirable And by My BARTAS in His Weekes divine So large and liuely draw'n in every line DU-VAL and I too short of Isaac's Art Haue Thus Essaid to play the Limners part And drawe in little like a Quintessence That goodly Labours glorious Excellence For ease of Such whom Publique Charge denies Leasure to view so large Varieties And Such whose Meanes may not affoord their Mindes So costly Pleasures of so Gain-less kindes And lastly Such as loving BARTAS best â—ould glad and faine still beare Him in their brest â—t in their Bosome were He Pocket-fit As well He might would Printers Gain permit Now therfore Thou All-forming ONLY-TRINE As in the Large Thou ledst His hand Mine â—end likewise heere Thy gracious Help agen â—o guide aright my Pencil and my Pen â—o sute my Colours sweet my Shadowes so â—hat This my Little Thy Great Works may showe And grant the-while I be not like the Hand Which at S. Albons in the Street doth stand â—irecting Others in the ready Way â—ut void of minde it Selfe behinde doth stay â—or like a Buoy which warneth from a Shelfe â—t lyes still wallowing in the Sea it Selfe SVpernall Lord eternall King of Kings Maker Maintainer Mover of all things How infinite how excellently-rare How absolute Thy wondrous Works they are How much their Knowledge is to be desir'd And Thou in All to be of All admir'd Thy glorious Power so suites thy gracious Will Thy soveraine Wisdom meets thy Goodnes still Thy Word effects thy Work and void of Paine Turns round the Heav'ns doth the Earth sustaine Thy Spirit infallible and infinite Filling the World yet not containd in it By Power and Presence all in All things dwells In Essence though the Heav'n of Heav'ns excells Eternally before All Forme began Thou onely GOD wert in Thy-selfe even than As absolute as after all the Tearm Of All thy Works They Changefull All Thou firm The Revolution of This ample All Heav'ns height Starr's light the Ocean's flood faâ— To all Man-kinde in som kinde make Thee knowâ— But adde not Thee more Glory to Thine Owne To make a World or marr it Thou art free All comes goes by Thy divine Decree Thou at Thy pleasure hast made All of Nought â—ll at Thy pleasure shall to Nought be brought Thy Name is right I AM for without Thee 〈◊〉 None all Beeings of Thy BEEING bee â—ll perfect Vnitie proper Existence â—s onely found in Thine owne sacred Essence Although the World a goodly Peece appeere â—T hath to Thy Greatnes no Proportion neer â—Tis but a Point to Thine immense Infinitie Then what alas is Man to Thy DIVINITY Yet hast thou Him a Tongue Reason giuen And Eyes erected towards Thy glittering Heav'n To read ruminate Thy Wonders there And afterwards proclaime them every-where The Heav'ns declare thy Glory they preach To Man Thy Works Thine Excellence in Each The Elements accorded Discords sound How good for vs thy goodly Works are found The radiant Starrs in their eternall Sway Th' alternate Changes of the Night Day The birth of Beasts the growth of Plants each houre Teach every-where Thy Providence Power From THEE the Sun receiues his Beauty bright And Soverain Rule of Each celestiall Light Whose Yearly Course in certain Circuiting Makes Winter Sommer Autumne the Spring Bee 't clowdy cleer Eclipse or Night or Day His louely browes are equi-lucent ay And whether swift or soft Hee seem to wend His Speed is such We cannot comprehend Though vs Hee Warm yet is Him-selfe not hot Though red or pale Hee seem yet is He not Though small to vs His Orb is eight-score times And sixe as big as All our Earthly Clymes Did not Hee drawe moist Vapours from belowe To drench our Fields heer nothing green would growe Did not Hee dry excessiue Showers again We could not sowe nor mowe our grass nor Grain Thou Lord by Him work'st all this Alteration And causest so All Creatures generation Prankest the Earth in diverse-Flowred hew And Yearly almost mak'st the World anew Thou hast dispos'd His oblique Body so That Rise he Set he be he High or Lowe His Noon's perpetual hee makes at-once Day Night SuÌ„mer Winter frying freezing Zones When lowe to Vs he is to Others high When Others see not Wee behold his Eye When heer he Sets he Rises other-where When heer direct he looketh glancing there When some in Summer hear sweet Nightingales Then some in Winter
hear but blustring Gales â—ome see but Buds when som supply their Granges Each-where the Sun thus Seasons conter-changes When heer there springs both leaf grass together â—s-where the Meads do hang their heads wither So in their turns so in their times he measures His Gifts to all and all partake his Treasures In brief each change of short long Day Night Of Seasons Times Turns returns of Light Which in a whole Yeer everie-where he formes That in the whole World daily He performs So that drad Lord were not Thy sacred Lore Man aboue All would likely Him adore Aâ— some haue don but Supreme Reason showes That all His Glorie vnto Thine hee owes Things finite haue Beginning Beginner Things mov'd a Mover as the wheele the Spinner â—ects their Cause final and formallie â—der then Time Nature or Facultie Even THEE the Cause of Causes Sourse of All First and Last Moover Prime and Principall Infallible involuble insensible All Selfe-comprising else incomprehensible Immense Immortall absolute Infinitie Omnipotent Omniscient DIVINITIE Euen THEE in Whom only begins all Good And all returns into Thy bound-lesse Flood By Order then of thy Decrees divine Th' hast set the Sun o're All the World to shine And as the Subiects lightly suit their King With His faire Light t'enlighten every thing His goodly Face th'vngodly ever fly Seeking for Night's black horrid Canapie To cover Theft Rape Incest Murder too And all foule Sinnes which in the Dark they doo By Him Wee see Thy Works in their Proprietie Discerne their Beauties learn their vast varietie Where without Him the World would all return To th' old first CHAOS or in Blindnes mourn By Him We calculate our Grandsires Dates Th' Increase of Kingdoms Decay of States By Him Thou measur'st Lord to Vs Ours Years Ages Seasons Months Daies Minuts Hoâ— All Wits admire th'immense and wondrous way His great bright Body circuits euery Day The more his Orbe is from the Centre far The longer Daily his great Iournies are Besides his Daily Course his Coursers driue One of three hundred threescore Daies and fiue Fiue Houres three-quarters of which Ouer-plus In euery fourth Year growes a Day with vs. Yet whoso would the Yeer exactly rate In fiue-score-fiue Years must one Leap abate And in threescore for th' Error ready past Should no Bissextile in our Books be plac't But though Wee erre Hee neuer errs at all Nor since Thou didst Him in his State install Hath Hee misst Moment of the Task he ought Though he haue seen Men faile and fall so oft Aboue all Creatures Hee retains of Thee Some-thing conform to Thine Eternitie For though Hee see our hourely Changes heer His Light and Beauty still the same appear How many Changes hath Hee seen on Earth Kings Kingdoms States their Burial their Birth Rising and Falling of triumphant Races Raising and razing of renowned Places How often hath He seen Empres reverst Rich Cities sackt Rare Common-weals disperst Fields turnd to Flouds Seas returnd to Sands While stedfast He between his Tropiks stands Him iust betwixt Six Wanderers hast thou plac't Which prance about Him with vnequall hast All which without Him could no Light reflect As is apparant by the Moones Defect By His Aspect her Own shee daily makes She Wax-less Waen-less doth both waen wax And though to Vs Shee seem a Semi-Ray Her Full round Face doth neuer fall away By His faire Beames as well by Day as Night The full whole Half of Her thick Orb is bright And as She drawes neer or far off from Him So more or lesse Our Halfe is cleer or dim Her vpper Halfe is full in her Coition Her lower Halfe is in her Opposition Her other Quarters other Formes expresse And vp or down-ward shewe Her more or lesse When We see little then the Heav'ns haue store When Heav'ns see little then haue We thee more Neerer the Sun the lesse Shee seems in sight Turning her Horn still to her Opposite At Even Increasing She the Sun succeeds At Morn Decreasing She his Car preceeds So that each Month the Sun environs Her On every side His Splendor to confer Her siluer Light then onely faileth her When th' Earth's between Them in Diameter Which Masks her Beauty with a sable Clowd From Sight of Him her Brother Golden-browd Good Lord what changes dost Thou worke by These Varieties in Aire in Earth Seas Faire or foule Weather Wind or Wet or Thunder To dry or drip or coole or warm Heer-vnder If Shee but smile the fourth day 't will be faire If then She blush we shall haue blustring aire If then her browes be muffled with a Frowne Most of that Month shall sad Tears trickle downe Thus doth the Vigor of the Signes superiour Rule in the Vertues of these things inferiour But All are governd by Thy souerain Might O! happy He who vnderstands it right Thrice happy Hee who sees Thee every-where In Heauen Earth in Water Fire and Aire Who due admiring Thy wise Works of Yore Thee aboue All Thee onely doth adore Who knows Thee so so needs must loue Thee too And with his Will Thy sacred Will would doo Still lifts his Eyes to Heav'n-ward to contemple The stately Wonders of Thy starry Temple Admires the set measur'd Dance of Thine All-clasping Palace azure-crystalline Rare-rich-imbost with glittering studs of Gold And more admires the more hee doth behold 'T's a wondrous thing to see That mighty Mound Hindge-less Ax-less turn so swiftly round And th'heauie Earth propless thogh downward tending Selfe-counter-poiz'd mid the soft Aire suspending On th'ample Surface of whose massie Ball Men round about doe trample over-all Foot against Foot though still ô strange Effect Their Faces all be towards Heav'n erect Those dwelling vnder th' Equinoctiall they Haue all the Year long equal Night and Day Those neer the Tropiks haue them more vn-euen The more the more that they are Nor-ward driuen But Those whose Tents to either Pole are neer Haue but One Night One Day in a yeer Yet All well compast by due ruled Rite Neither then other hath more Darke or Light Thus haue thy Works ô All-Disposing Deitie Some-what conforme for all their great varietie Which Harmony amid so diverse things In All aloud Thy wondrous Wisedom rings But specially wee wonder at the Place Which heer thou hast bestow'd on Adams race To see our selues set on so Round a Ball So firmly hangd iust in the midst of All. For This our Globe hangs Prop-less in the Aire Yet but thy Selfe can nothing shake or sway-her No roaring Storm nor rumbling violence Can moue the Centre 's sad Circumference Which who-so should oppose in Disputation Might be convinc't by easie Demonstration So evident from Sense and Reason erre Who think the Heav'ns stand the Earth doth stir The Parts Whole of same-kind bodies haue Same or like Motions be they light or graue Vp-ward or down-ward round or overthwart Needs must the
Intermission Man laborlesse receiues a rare Delight When he obserues the settled Order right Whereby all Creatures with or wanting Sense Subsist through thine Vnchanging Prouidence What more Content can We haue heer belowe More high more happy then but This to knowe This certain Sum That when This World began Thou mad'st Man for Thy-selfe All for Man Th' Horse was not made to glorify thy Name Nor th'Elephant to magnifie the same Man onely hath voice memory and wit To sing thy Praise sound thy Glory fit And to serue Thee as He is sole ordain'd So to serue Him thou hast the rest darraind All things that fly that walk that craule or swim Yea Heav'n Earth All are vowd to Him For Him the Earth yields Herbs Trees Fruits and Flowers To sundry purpose of sundry powers Corne of all kindes in Valleys far and wide For Bread Drink dainty Vines beside For Him the Rocks a thousand Rivers gush Heer rowling Brooks There silver Torrents rush â—ndenting Meads Pastures as they passe â—hose smyling Pride peeps in their liquid Glasse For Him the Mountains Downes Forests breed â—uffs Biefes Sheep Venzon the lusty Steed â—o beare him brauely thorough thick and thin â—nd silly Worms his Silken Robes to spin For Him the Bullock bears his painfull Yoak â—or Him the Weather weares his curled â—loak â—or Him the Birds their brooding-chambers build â—or Him the Bees their Wax and Hony yield For Him the Sea doth many millions nurse â—ith whom the Aire helps both his panch purse â—he Fire 's his Cook to dresse th'aboundant Cheer â—hich Aire Sea and Earth do furnish heer Yea Dragons Serpents Vipers venemous Haue Fel Fat Bloud or som-what good for vs In Leprosie or Lunacie apply'd And Triacle is also hence supply'd Hee briefly Hee hath vse of all that is Winnes the most savage of the Savages None so fierce Lion but to tame hee wonts Nor Elephant so high but that hee mounts And makes besides of his huge Bones Teeth Hafts Boxes Combes more then many see'th Nay more for Him the fell Monocerote Beares on his Brow a soveraine Antidote Yea many soveraine Remedies Hee findes For sundry Griefes in Creatures of All kindes All in a word Wilde Domestick too Some way or other Him some service doo For Food He hath the Flesh of Beasts Birds For Clothes the Fleece the Haire Hyde of Heards For House each Quarr every Forrest offers For Metall Mines furnish his Camp Coffers For Him the jarring Elements agree Fire cleers the Aire Aire sweeps the Earth we see Earth bears the Water Water moistly milde Cooles Fire calms Aire gets the Earth with-chilâ— So All is made for Man and Man for Thee To loue and serue and laude Thy Maiestie Thee aboue All Thee onely to obay With Thankful Soule walking Thy sacred Way This doth He well that yields his Wil to Thine â—ull of Desires if not of Deeds divine â—triving to stoope vnder the Spirits Awe â—he members stubborn rebellious Lawe For Man consists of discordant accords What the great World the little-World affords There Heav'n Earth Heer Heav'n Earth there are â—here War Peace Heer also Peace War He hath a Heav'nly Soule an Earthly Sheath â—hat soares aboue This ever pores beneath â—hat lightly-wingd All Creatures comprehends â—his leaden heel'd but to Corruption tends The Spirit oft against the Flesh doth fight â—nd some-times vanquisht by his Opposite 〈◊〉 carried Captiue with the most Dishonor â—fter his Foe forc't to waite vpon-her â— Till rouz'd again raysed by Thy Grace â—is striving Will recovers wonted place â—ith better Watch brauer Resolution â—o stand it out vntill His Dissolution Surveying then both Heav'n Earth about He bringeth in what he hath seen with-out And marking well th' Effects of natures visible Ascends by those vnto their Cause invisible For but two Organs hath our Soule whereby To finde and knowe th' eternall Maiestie Faith which belieues the sacred Word of GOD And Reason reading all His Works abroad Those Wonders send vs to their Author over Those certain Motions to their certain Mover Then Faith conducts vs where our Reason leaues And what th' Eye sees not That our Faith conceauâ— Faith firm and liuely doth our Soules perswade That Thy high Power of Nothing All hath madâ— Thine ESSENCE is Eternally-Divine The World Beginning had shall haue Fine We must not say Of Nought is formed Nought Although to Man it may be iustly brought Th' eternall Spirit can All of Nought produce And instantly to Nothing All reduce Nor may we ask What th'Euiternall-One That space-lesse Space could finde to doe alone His THREE-ONE-Selfe to know to partake Is Countless more then Thousand Worlds to mâ— A passing Artist is no lesse Compleat Then in Composure in his rare Conceat For in the Knowledge Art's perfection lyes And Works deferrd vaile not the Work-man's Prize The Mind 's not idle though the hand awhile Vse neither Pen Pencil nor Gouge nor File The Mind 's before the Work works with-in Vpon th' Idaea yer the Deed begin Would we not say the World were God indeed â—f from no other it did first proceed â—ternal onely is GOD's proper tearm â—lone preceeding Time exceeding Tearm The World supports not Thee nor Thee supplies â—hou doost Thy-Selfe sustain Thy-Selfe suffise â—nd grosly erres who-euer shall suppose â—hee Infinite within a World to close And as we may not match the Heav'ns Extense â—nto Thy Circle infinite immense â—o more may Wee to Thine Eternal-Age â—ompare the Worlds short brittle Little-Age Before All Time Thou Everlasting-One â—ecreedst in time to make the Sun Moone â—he Worlds few Dayes ill with little comber â—hy sacred Book will teach vs soon to number What Book what Brass what Marble ought can show But of an hundred-thousand yeers ago Had Man been Heer from an eternall Ligne Heer must haue been sure some perpetuall Signe Millions of Millions of Yeares must haue past From th'endlesse Clue of th'eviternal-Vast In all these Years of all that did surviue Of all their Acts could None to Vs arriue Wee heare and often of the Babylonians Medes Persians Grecians Romans Macedonians But Where 's the Nation Whose Renowned Glory Hath liv'd a hundred-thousand years in Story Seek All Greeke Latin Hebrew Authors rounâ— Of All will MOSES be the Senior found Who to His Times in express tearms hath cast Th' age of the World with the Descents that past Now froÌ„ His Daies to Ours what years amounâ— We may with ease with-in few Houres account And adding Both soon by the Total finde Th' age of the WORLD of Our crooked kinâ— Fiue thousand years fiue hundred forty One 1613. This year are past since This vast World began Since all the Heav'ns Fire Water Aire Earth Had by thy WORD their being their Birth Then was the Heau'ns azure Pauilion spred And with Spur-Royalls spangled over
head Then those Twin Princes with their Train of Light â—egan their Kingdoms ouer Day and Night Then was the Aire the Earth and Sea repleat â—ith Birds and Beasts and Fishes small great With Plants and Trees Fruits each yeelding seed â—o propagate their Kinds that should succeed Then lastly Man thy Master-Piece of Art â—hou didst appoint to His Imperiall Part â—nobling Him with Sense and Reason's Light â—nd in his Soule grauing Thine Image right Gav'st Him Possession of this Earthly Throne â—nd gracious Promise of the Heau'nly one â—mmortall Soule thou daign'dst him to inspire â—qual almost to thine Owne Heau'nly-Quire And as Thy Spirit all other Spirits excels Angel or other that in Body dwels â—o doth His Body all else Bodies passe â—or comely Form and for maiestik Face All Creatures else lowe on the ground do pore â—nd groueling feed but as was toucht before â—an hath an Vpright and a stately Stature â—ith head aloft agreeing to his nature Which properly is to behold the Skyes To lift to Thee his heart his hand and Eyes And by his Soule 's discursiue power to peize Things past and present and of future daies For only Man can measure number waigh True False Good Euill knowe cast sound suruay Man only hath an in-reflecting Knowledge Of his owne Self from Natures only Colledge Knows his own fact his form his load his strength Knows that he liues knows he must dy at length And that a ruled sober life and sage Preserues his Health and may prolong his Age. Knowes how to finde ease in his owne Disease And if need be his Neighbour to appease And for him-self and others make of Flowres Fruits Hearbs Roots Vnguents of passing powres But none so powerfull when their Term is spent As can his Owne or others Death preuent For Our short Date Childe-age or Wilde-age ends And now but seldome to Old-age extends Yet What is Old-Age to ETERNITIE To Man expecting IMMORTALITIE What â—st to live some Three or Foure score Year Or Yet Ten more in Languor linger heer Of all our Time-Past vnderneath the Sun Nothing remaines saue Good or Euill done Hundreds of Yeers once past are less in Sum Then a few Daies or a few Houres to-come For to say Truth of Times three-pointed Powers Only the Present instant Points is ours W' haue of the Past but vaine Imagination Of that To-come but doubtfull Expectation But to th' Eternall are All Times alike Instant and present Dead as well as Quick Aye is To-day with Thee Lord in Thy Sight Both Past and Future are euen equal bright Thogh in Times Terms the Heav'ns reuolued be A Thousand Yeers are but One Day with Thee And shortest Moment of one only Day With Thee is as a Thousand Yeers for ay But Our set Daies to vs are long or short As them good Accidents or bad consort Sobrietie and Peace prolong our Life Which is abridg'd by Surfait and by Strife Excess or Cares now so cut-off our liues That of a thousand not a man arriues Neer to the Tythe of the admired Age Of those that liv'd in Nature's Pupillage Eight hundred Yeers 9. hundred som some more In Minde and Body full of Natures store To stock the Earth with Issue rational And learn the Course of Heau'ns Star-spangled Ball Which first of all Their long obseruance found Then by degrees they taught their Heirs the ground And We from Them so eas'd of endless pain Deriue that Art We could not else attain In Their long Age they learn'd Heav'ns ful Careers Not to be compast in our Span of Yeers Whence One of them might in his life know more Then in our Dayes successiuely a Score Of Their so long age who-so doubtfull is Let him but look in sacred Genesis Where Moses mentions diuers famous men So old and showes their Yeers as ours were then Th'All-drowning Flood-year did 12. Months contain And euery Month did his due Dayes retain Which made vp one Yeer of that Patriarch Who liv'd seav'n fifties hauing left the Arke And was Sixe hundred when he came aboord Teaching his Sons his wondrous Skill by word See see alas how our vnhappy Life Is now abridg'd and charg'd with Mis-chiefs rife Had we not pleasure in thy Works ô GOD Soon must we sink vnder the heauy Load Of Cares and Crosses in a thousand things Which this our wretched sad short Way-fare brings O! let vs therefore bend our best and most To magnifie Thee Lord in All thine Host And so contempling all thy Goodnes giv'n With true Content begin in Earth our Heav'n Man knowing Thee knowes al that can be known And hauing Thee hath all that is his Owne To long for Thee is endlesse Ioy internall Dispos'd to Thee to Die is Life Eternall Not knowing Thee to liue is daily Dying To rest with-out Thee is continual Flying But all extreames of Torments passing measure In Thee and for Thee are exceeding Pleasure Yet no man ought to offer wilfull Force To his owne Self nor his owne Soule diuorce But patiently attend Thy cheerfull Cal Then to Thy hands gladly surrender all Nor may We ween our Soules as Beasts to Die And with our Bodies Vanish vtterlie Death 's but a Passage from a Life of Pains Vnto a Life where death-less Ioy remains W'haue after Death another Life to see As after Storms a calm quiet Lee As after Sicknes Health as after Durance Sweet Libertie with Safetie and Assurance Two Contraries oppos'd in their Extream Haue This vnfailing Propertie in them That th'One's Privation is the others Ens So Death concluding doth our Life commence For on each-other Contraries depend Chain'd as it were vnto each others End Day after Night Attonement after Strife And after mortall Death immortall Life Our Soule 's immortall then we must infer it Hauing beginning of th' Immortall Spirit And they are brute as Beasts that doo contend That with our Bodies Soules for euer end If there be GOD immortall All-scient All-mighty iust benign benevolent Where were his Wisdom Goodnes Iustice Power If Vice He damn not nor giue Vertue Dower Heere for the most the Godly suffer still Th'Vngodly heere haue most the Winde at Will Shall they not one-day change their Difference And one-day look for Diuerse Recompence Heer Proud Rich Mighty Meek Poor Weak oppress â—ions kill Lambes Fox strips the Fatherless â— is there not another Life imperible â—weet to the Guiltless to the Guilty Terrible Who for Thy sake their Lyues haue sacrifiz'd â—â— all the Torments Tyrants haue deuiz'd O! how vnhappy were They were there not â—rownes kept with Thee for their Eternal Lot Then were We Beasts or worse then Beasts indeed â—or He were best that could the worst exceed â—hen Let vs eat drinke dally might We say â—f after This there were no Shot to pay But leauing now that Song of Sensuality â—elieue we firm our blessed Immortality â—lessed for Those that in Perseuerance â—o Thee alone Lord their whole Hopes aduance Blessed for
fosters and defies Frenzies Furies wayward Elues What need we call for Whip or Scourge Their punishment what need we vrge Their Selfs Errors scourge themselues Feare hunts the Coward at the heel The Cruell still Revenging steel Ruine Him that Ruine seeks Heauy Revenge on hainous Crimes Yea in the Sin the Plague some-times Heauens iust hand so iustly strikes Sorrow and Shame for what is past Care of the present Feare fore-cast Of the danger yet to-come Make all false Pleasures shorter seem And sharper too in pain extreme Then euen Paine it selfe to some If I be merry I am mad Say the Severe if Sober-sad Merry Greeks me Meacock call Is' t possible for any-Man At-once to please doe what he can God Himselfe the World and all Who Greatnesse haultily affects Who Great Things happily effects That is hated This envy'd But hoping Greatnesse who so haps To faile or fall in After-Claps Him the Vulgar dare deride VERTVE is vanquisht by her Foes Whose Tryumph euen their Fore-head showes 'T is a shame to be ashamed But shall I tell and tell thee trew Thy Fate the Fruit that shall ensew Shame-less shame-full life vntamed This Fate then falls to bee Thine owne Such shalt thou reap as thou hast sown Wages like thy Worke expect Who heere their Dayes in Euill spend Shall suffer Euills with-out End Such is Minos Doom direct Then swagger stagger spend and spoyle Steale and conceale and keep a coyle Quickly shalt thou all forgoe Kill conquer triumph down again Shalt thou bee cast bouz beat disdaign Th' End 's at hand and comes not slowe The Wise bewaile Mens Follies rife And faine would cure their Vitious life With Receits of heauenly Skill But Sin-sick Fooles what-ever prick Benumbd by Custome lethargike Care not feare not feele no ill Who knoweth much much ill he knowes Who little reaks much good forgoes Hence perplexed Doubts hee casts What is great Knowledge What so much Of Learning or of Book-Skill such But great Blazes and light Blasts While Plato sportiue doth despise The sullen Cyniks Slouen-guise Hee as fast on th' other side Doth Plato's Pomp as much condemn And trample-on Were both of them Who can tell me Wise or Wide Democritus heere laughes a-good Heraclitus there weepes a Flood Glad and sad would mend vs faine But now so stubborn-stiffe is Man That Teares nor Tunes nor Ought else can Faults restore nor Fates restraine Sloath neuer wanteth Want for Mate Thrift Sweat and Labour macerate Eyther in their issue languish So Health is neuer without Sin Nor Sicknes without Paine with-in Outward Ache or inward Anguish Service is to the Lofty minde A Curb a Spur to th'abiect Hinde Seld or neuer stoopes the Will The Vulgar voice the Common Cry Is Welcome Welcome LIBERTY Good for good but ill for ill A Griefe it is alone to bee But more to haue ill company More or lesse alas by This Appeareth plain when all is donne As Proof hath found that vnder Sunne Heer 's no full no perfect Blisse Who neuer yet himselfe could please What can content What vse What Ease What availeth Wealth at will Needy and naked heere I liue To die it doth me nothing grieue But to perish and liue still I look to Heaven and there alas With Fear I see my Iudges Face Auditing my Summes of Sin I thinke of Hell and then I burn Like Aetna then to Earth return Cares and Fears there neuer lin This feele I thus I iustly fare O Man learn quickly and haue care Sacred Duties to obserue This Life is rife in Troubles sore But yet alas a Million more Our Rebellion doth deserue Much like or worse then former Age The futures Face wee may presage Better seldome comes they say Now Right now Wrong now Good now Ill Now Fiend now Frend now God now Will Seem to haue alternate Sway. Nothing is gratis giuen nor got Each labours more or lesse God wot With the hand or with the head None without Art or Vertue thriue Nor Art nor Vertue all atchiue Onely These not alwayes sped What should I seeke or sue for much To liue at Rest Content is Rich. Fortune often is too-free And often kills where shee 's too-kinde But had we once an equall Minde Wee should all Contented bee But euery one is too-secure In sunny Dayes and in obscure Too-deiected in Desire Hence ouer-faint or ouer-full Too-pyned or too-plentifull Fry we all with inward Fire Now Dust her dustic Brood expects Come Earth to Earth of either Sexe Pleasure trembles at her Call Cryes-out of Haste complaines of Heaven But Paine and Sorrow narrow-driven Are well pleasd anâ— easd with-all Who giues me grace to gush-out Teares And lends me space to poure forth Prayers Yet both seeming to neglect 'T is God the dreadfull Sinners Scourge The gratious God which oft doth purge Ills with Pills in his Elect. Behold me Thou that didst bestow Thy Sonne on Mee Forgiue me Thou That didst suffer for my Sin Assist and stay me euermore Thou Thou that heere so oft before In my brest a Guest hast bin Regard vs Lord vnworthy though Thy Glory seek thy Mercy showe Enimies approach apace We faile we fall we cannot stand Our Foes will haue the vpper hand But Thou help vs with thy Grace Witnes my Selfe that heer lie slain But by Thy Touch reuiu'd again Glad to liue to liue to Thee And yet desire to be dissolv'd When my due Date shall be revolv'd As more happy farre for Mee Shew me the Holy Land which flowes With Milke and Hony Saints Repose Traine mee in the new Commerce In the New Art of Better Life Then farewell Muses fare-well Strife In Thy Courts I will conuerse I cannot strike Apollo's string Study for Heav'n and timely ring Sacred Aaron 's golden Bell Nor sing at-once the Thespian Songs And serue my Countrey as belongs Therefore MVSES heere Fare-well FINIS CERTAIN EPIGRAMMS of the same M r. H.S. Translated Dedicated To my deer-affected due-respected D r. HALL D r. HILL I Owe You Each a larger Summ Why bring I then to Both a Crumm To shew you Both My Shifts to liue Euen faine to Borrow what I giue But better so then blushless steal Others Conceipts or Debts conceale Til more my Might diuide this Myte A Larke they say is worth a Kite Some Greater greater things present Of lesser Worth or worser meant GOD measures not our Work but Will Doe You the like and loue me still I. S. EPIGRAMMS 1. Of a King EXtirp 1 extoll 2 knowe 3 keep 4 loue 5 learne 6 from High Bad 1 Good 2 Thy Self 3 The Lawes 4-path Peace 5 to Dye 6. 2. Of a Lawyer Liue iust Iustinian still shield 1 shun 2 suppress 3 Good-mens Good 1 Cause Bribes 2 Brawling 3-Peeuishnes 3. Of a Physician He that can Cure the Sick and Keep the Sound Shall be My Leach Whether He Kill or Wound 4. Of a Diuine Knowe GOD know'n teach Him as thou teachest treaâ— So shall thy Flock
Honorable Sir EDVVARD COKE Knight Lord Chief Iustice of England and one of his Maiesties most Honorable Priuie Councell * EDVARDVS COCVS Anagramma * SVCCEDO ARDVVS HArdy and Happy may You long Succeed In all the Courses of your Christian Zeale To scourge Abuse and purge the Publike-Weale Of vicious Humors with auspicious Speed â—ardy and Happy Neuer more did need To meet with Malice and with Might to deale And sift the Drift the Serpent would conceale How happy Heav'n You for These times decreed Hardy and Happy may you still proceed Vntill You finde confound and suffocate The Viperous Vermin that destroy the State â—ardy and Happy be your Minde and Meed With GOD and Men applauded and approou'd Of Prince and People of All Good belou'd Ex Animo Exoptat Iosuah Sylvester TO The Right Honourable Lords Spirituall Temporall The Knights and Burgesses of the Lower-House To all generous and ingenuous Readers YOur prest Assistence Assistance past Vouchsafed Heer wheÌ„ you were summond last Binde imbold mee once more to present My humble Briefs in form of PARLIAMENT Hoping no lesse Consent of Your Good-wills In passing These then of Our former Bills So-much more Need-full in this Weed-full Time By How-much Vice doth ouer Vertue clime An Act against Atheisme Irreligion Page 4.7 An Act of pious and humble PATIENCE 7 An Act conformable to the former 9 An Act confirming Both. 9.67 An Act of humane Frailty to teach the Best Humility 10.18.29 An Act of the Weaker Vessell 9 An Act of Imitation with better Application 13 An Act of many Branches concerning the Iustice of GOD in his Iudgements 14.89 An Act of Exhortation to Repentance and Humiliation 16.23.31.60.90 An Act against Presumption of our selues 30.40.91 An Act touching GOD's Omnipotence Omniscience Al-Regencie Al-Sufficiencie 33.89.93 An Act against rash and erroneous Censures 35 An Act against Partiality in Iudgement false Witnesse Suborned Euidence ibid. An Act intimating the Comfort and Confidence of a good Conscience 36.67 An Act auerring the Shortnes of Life and vncertaine Certainty of Death 37 An Act against Saduces and Epicures 38 An Act against Puritisme 41.65 An Act intimating the effects of an euill Conscience 41 An Act against the Security Insolence of fat Easefull Epicures and Oppressors 42 An Act against Hypocrites 43.67.93 An Act against Bribrie Brokerie Vsurie 43 An Act against vnciuil IndiscretioÌ„ in visiting of Frinds Especially against Aggrauation of Griess 43 An Act for our Imitation 45.72.76.77.82.104 An Act against Flattery 46.84 An Act of Terror to the Wicked in their sodain fearfull Fall 47.64 Anno. 1615. An Act against Ambition conformable to the former 52 An Act against Vnkindenesse of Kinsmen Neighbours Friends Seruants Wiues c. 50 An Act of liuely FAITH against all Saduces Epicures Atheists 51. An Act of Animaduersion that wee stumble not at the Prosperity of the Wicked 55 An Act for the Last Assise and finall Sentence and Execution of the Vngodly 57 An Act against Merit of Works 58.91.98 An Act against Works of Supererogation 58.91 An Act against the Children of Darknesse Murderers Adulterers Burglers c. 64 An Act against all greedie Wringers Wrongers Vsuters Opprestors 62.68 An Act of Meditation on the manifold Manifest Works of GOD mighty and maruelous 66.96.98 An Act of Inuincible Faith and PATIENCE 67 An Act against Tyrants Extortioners Rackers and all Vnrighteous and vnrelenting Rich. 62.68 An Act limitting Mans Wit and Industrie from th' illimitable Wisdom inimitable Works of GOD. 70.83 An Act against loose and idle Education of Youth 74 An Act against Wandring Wanton Eyes 77 An Act against Pride Vanity of all kindes 77 An Act against Cousenage Concupiscence Cruelty Briberie 77 An Act against Adulterie 77 An Act against impious and imperious Masters Mistresses 78 An Act against dilatorie Almners and solitarie Nabals 78 An Act against th'Vncharitie of our Dayes suffering so many Poore to die without Doores 7â— An Act against all Iniurie Inhumanity c. 7â— An Act against Auarice Infidelity Superstition Idolatry Sacriledge Surcuidry 7â— An Act against insulting ouer Miserie 8â— An Act against all maner of Extortion Cruelty 8â— An Act touching the right vse and happy issue of Afflictions 86.92.93.109 An Act of the proueness of Mercy toward the PeniteÌ„t 8â— An Act against empty idle FAITH 8â— An Act by implication against the Popes depriuing deprauing of Princes 8â— An Act conteining a Diuine Lecture of Naturall Phiâ—â—sophy 98. To the last Chapter which is the Last Act of This Holy PARLIAMENT WHose seueral Acts of sweet and souerain Vse To cherish Vertue and to check Abuse Too rough transcribed by too rude a hand For so high Statutes of the HOLY-LAND Are heer presented as fit Precedents Of sacred Rules for your High Parliaments By th'once least Moat in th'Vpper-Houses Sun Your Vnder-Clarke Vnworthily Vndon By ouer-trusting to a starting Bow-Yer-while too-strong to my poor Wrong Woe IOSVAH SYLVESTER IOB TRIVMPHANT in his Triall The Proëm A Solid Rock farre-seated in the Sea Where many Vessels haue been cast away Though blackest Storms of blustering Winds do threat Though boistrous Rage of roaring Billowes beat Though it be raake with Lightning with Thunder Though all at once assault and Each asunder With massie Bulk of it Selfes Marble Tower Still still repells th' ineuitable Stower And seemes still firmer and more permanent The more the Tempest hath been violent Right so the Faithfull in vvhose humble Brest Religious feare of GOD is deepe imprest What-euer Stroak of Fortune threat his State What-euer Danger him discommodate What-euer Mischiefe that betide him shall What-euer Losse what-euer Crosse befall Inflexible inuincible pursues The sacred Footings he did euer vse And aye more constant and confirm'd is He The more extream that his Afflictions be If any Spirit inspir'd with Holy-mood Carefully-curious of the Publike Good Would liuely limne â—h'immortall Excellence Of such a Pattern of such PATIENCE As neither Elements diâ—placed quight Nor enuious Starres nor angry Foes despight Nor all the Fiends insatiate Furie fell By fraud or force could euer quail or quell T were labour lost to fable Homer-like The strange long Voyage of a wily Greek The Paines the Perills and extream Disease That he endured both by Land and Seas Sith sacred Truthe's Heav'n prompted Books present In Constant IOB a worthier Argument Thou then Vrania to whom right belongs The sacred Confort of Celestiall Songs Tune Thou my Voyce Thou teach me to record Who did incite what did inuite the Lord With Miseries so rewfull and so rife So to disturb his quiet happy Life What haynous Sin what horrid high Offence The Almightie's Vengeance mought so deep incense â—r else what Cause what Obiect else might stir-it â—oiles there such Wrath in an impassiue Spirit But ô Presumption Why haue I begun Alas no Prophet neither Prophet's Sonne â—o Priest no Leuite nay no Israelite Such as Nathanael but a Cananite
goe down to the dust to lie And if Thou seek to morrow none am I. Caep 8. BVt Bildad then loth longer to refrain Said IOB How long wilt thou this Plea maintaiâ— VVith words as high as Tempests vehemence Blow'n by the breath of thine Impatience Dar'st Thou averr that GOD doth Right subuert Or that th' Almighty Iudgement doth peruert Though sith thy Sons had sinned them he sent To the due Place of their sinnes punishment Yet if Thou early vnto GOD repaire And to th' Almighty make thine humble Prayer If Thou be pure and in his sight sincere He will again awake to Thee and reare Thy ruin'd State thy righteous House restore With Peace Plentie manifoldly more Aske of the Ages past inquire I pray Of th' Ancient Fathers for of yesterday We Nouices knowe nothing in effect Our dayes are but a Shadow in respect Will not They teach thee without wiles of Art And truly speak the language of their hart Can Rushes spring are Sedges seen to grow Where is no moisture where no waters flow Say that they should yet would they sooner wither Though neuer cut then all else grasse together Such is the way of all that GOD forget So failes the Hope of th'Holy-Counterfait His Hope shall be cut off his Confidence Like busie Spider's brittle Residence He shall be leaning on his House but it Shall not be able to support him yet He shall hold fast theron fix him sure But that alas shall neuer long endure As doth the Tree which growing in the Sun O're-spreads an Orchard with fresh Boughes anon His happy Roots among the Fountaines winding And round about the rockie banks them binding If from his Place to pluck it any ween It will denie as safe as if not seen Lo by this meanes it will reioyce the while That it may prosper in another Soile So GOD will neuer the Sincere reiect Neither the vvicked by the hand erect Till he haue filld thy mouth with meriment Thy lips with tryumph in intire content Thy Foes shal all be with confusion clothed Wrapped in shame disperst despisd loathed Th'vngodly shal be razed to the ground Their Tabernacle shal no more be found Cap. 9. IOB then reply'd I know I grant you This In GOD's respect that No Man righteous is No if He argue if He question O! VVho can answer of a Thousand one What heart so constant O! what soule so clear That dares for Iust before that Iudge appear He is All-prudent and All-powerfull too VVho thriues that striues with what he minds to doo He mounts the Vallies and he vailes the Mountains He shakes the Earth he opes stops the Fountains He bids the Sun shine and forbids it soon He seals the Starres vp he conceales the Moon He spreads alone the Heauens large Canapey He treads vpon the bound-lesse ground-lesse Sea He makes Arcturus Starre the * 〈…〉 Stormy youth The Pleiadés and Climats of the South He worketh mighty things and manifold Miraculous and more then can be told He passeth by me and repasseth so Vnseen of me and vnperceiued tho He when him pleaseth if a Prey he take Who can compell him to restore it back Nay who so bold into his Acts to pry Or Who dares question What he doth or Why His Anger is not stopt nor stoopt a whit But strongest helps are fain to stoop to it Then how-much-less O! how-much-less am I Able alas with Him my Case to try Noâ— were I iust I were not absolute But to my Iudge would I make humble Sute And to my Cry if he reply yet hard Can I beleeue that He my voyce hath heard For with a Tempest he destroyes me sterne And wounds me Cause-lesse for ought I discerne Nor suffers me so much as breathe at all But fills me still with Bitternesse and Gall. If Srength we speak of Who is strong but He If Iudgement then Who shall mine Vmpire be If I would iustifie my Selfe with Him He by mine owne Mouth will me soon condemn If I would plead me perfect and vpright He He would iudge me wicked in his sight Though I were perfect to my Selfe from Sin Alas I know not mine owne Soule within Therefore Thus vexed and perplexed rife I loath alas and I abhorre my life Yet grant I not but that the Lord doth smight Which you deny both Wicked and Vpright Else when He strikes a People old and young Would He seem smile at Good mens Stripes emong Would He bestowe vpon th'Vngodly-most Earth's Soueraintie and let them rule the Rost Would He permit profane Bribe-blinded ones With blunted Sword to siâ— on Iustice Thrones While that the Vertuous to the wâ—llare thrust While th' Innocent are troden in the Dust For Who but He directs acts orders All In all the World what euer doth befall My Daies far swifter then a Poste haue past Past without sight of any Good to-last As swiftest Ships so haue they slid-away Or as the Eagle hasting to her Prey If that I say I will forget my Griefe Forgoe my Wrath and yet re-hope Reliefe Ah! then my Torments all afresh affright With Terrours least Thou wilt not quit me quight For if I be Vngodly all in vaine I cry to Thee and to no end I plaine Or if Vnguilty Cleane and White as Snowe In mine owne sight in Thine I am not so But in the sight of Thy pure Eyes as soild And with the Garment that I weare defild GOD is not Man as I in equall Sute That I with Him should argue or dispute Nor is there should we meet a Moderator Twixt Him and Me to arbitrate the Matter Let him leaue-off his hold take-off his Rod Lay-oft his Awefull Maiesty as GOD Then will I speak and freely voyd of Feare But as it is I must I will forbeare AS dead aliue vpon my Selfe I 'll lay My sad Complaint and in mine Anguish pray Thus to the Lord O Lord condemne me not But show me why thou huntest me so hot Lord art Thou pleased to oppresse me Thus O! dost Thou iudge as do th'Vnrighteous Vnheard vntry'd and vnsuspect to trip And cast-away thine owne hands Workmanship Seest Thou as Man or hast Thou carnall Eyes Years as Mans Years Daies as Mans Daies who dies That thus Thou rack'st Me and protractst Me still Searching and sifting to find out mine Ill I cannot sin Thou know'st but Thou must see For from Thine hands can None deliuer Me. Thy hands haue made Me all and euery part And wilt Thou now thine owne hands Work subuert Remember Lord how fraile and brittle stuff Thou mad'st me of then vse me not so rough Euen of the Clay as is the Potters Crust And wilt Thou then re-crush me into Dust Thou pourd'st me out as Milk within the womb Thou mad'st me there as Cheese a Crud becom With Skin and Flesh Thou cloth'dst me fair and fit With Bones and Sinewes fast together knit Inspir'dst me Life and Soule Reason and Sense And still
Face doth couer And laâ—die Câ—ilops on his sides hang ouer And dweâ—ls in Houses rather Townes of late By Hâ—â— â—i-paâ—ron'd and depopulate By Him â—e built re-gilt re-glost re-glas'd By Hâ—m re Nâ—med ready to be ras'd Yet shall not â—eâ—â— Râ—ch nor in Prosperity Persist nor leaue Possession to Posterity Nor onto Darknes euer get shall He Nor euer other then ingloâ—â—ous be His Branch shall wither and with Flame be wasted Him Self shal sodain with GOD'S Breath be blasted Then let not hard-beleeuing hauâ— Humanity O! let not the Deceiued trust in Vanity For Vanity shall be his Recompence Before his Time shall he be snatched hence His Spring shall neuer sprout his Flowers shall fall His Fruit yer ripe shall be off-shaken all As Grapes and Oliues with vntimely Frost The Lord shal shake them and they shall be lost For th'Hypocrites Dâ—ssembling Congregation Shall be disperst and brought to Desolâ—tion And sodainly shal Fire consume the Tents Of Briberie with all their Instruments For They conceiue but Mischiefe breed but Guile And bring forth vain Iniquitie the while HE pausing heer IOB Thus replies him sad Caâ— â— Yet more of This This haue we often had You are indeed a sort of Visiters A Crew of cold and wretched Comforters Shall idle iddle aiery Words surcease Or what doth make thee dare to dwel on these Could I as you if you were in my Case And I in yours your Soule in my Soules place Could I against you words haue multipl'ed Insulted on you at you shook my head No I should rather haue raught you Reliefe And with my speeches haue asswag'd your Griefe But though I plain my Griefe 's not mitigated Either forbeare I What is it abated For He hath wearied me Yea Lord Thou hast Spoild me of All and laid me wholly wast The wrinkled Furrowes on my Brow and Back Bare skin and bone bear witnesse of my Wrack My Foe 's fell wrath hath raakt and rent me sore He striues against me and still angry more More eager still gnasheth his Teeth vpon me And with his eyes keen flashing frowneth on-me My Friends alas they laugh at me the while They buffet me and bitterly reuile They gape vpon me and together gather Not to relieue me but to grieue me rather Thus hath GOD hemm'd me with vngodly Bands And turnd me ouer into Wicked hands I was at ease When by the Neck he took-me Brake me a-sunder and to shiuers shook me And whether for Disport or for Despite Made me his Butte and set me as his White His cunning Archers do beset me round He cleaues my Reines and ruth-less on the ground Poures-out my Gall with doubled Blowes he crushes And Giant-like vpon me fiercely rushes I haue in Sack-cloth sadly sow'd my Skin In Dust and Ashes haue I humbled bin I haue alas besmeard my Face with Teares On mine Eie-lids Death's Shade hath swom in Fears For no foule Sin neither for Fashions sake To seem a Saint pure Prayers did I make Pure and Sincere else neuer may they come In Heau'n to haue either regard or roome Neither O! Earth if euer Blood I shed O! let it not by Thee be couered But lo my Witnesse is in Heav'n aboue My Record there my Conscience to approue My Friends contemne me and condemne me too But droun'd in Teares to GOD appeal I doo O! that one might as Man with Man in Sute That Neighbor-like one might with GOD dispute For the few Daies of my set Number gone I goe the Way from whence Returne is none MY Spirit 's spent my Daies are don leaue me The Graue's already ready to receiue me Cap. â— Yet are there with me none but those that mock me Doth not mine eye still see them still prouoke me But put me in a Surety giue me Pledge To answer me what I shall then alleadge Who 'll vndertake it Who will giue his hand That to the Triall Thou wilt daign to stand Sith Thou O Lord Their hearts hast hidden quight From Vnderstanding and from iudging right And therefore wilt not for their Arrogance Admit of them nor them so high aduance Not that I would they shold haue sooth'd me neither For such shal perish and their Seed together But to the Vulgar I am made a Song A Tale a Tabret vnto euery Tongue Through grief whereof mine Eye decaies dims And as a Shadowe are my other Limbs The better sort amazed at my Plight The Innocent iudge me an Hypocrite Yet shall the Righteous still hold on his Course And the Sincere shall still adde force to force Therefore my Friends returne recant re-call Your hard Opinions and mis-Censures all For of you all not one Wise man I finde Nor fit Physician for a troubled minde My Daies are past and my Dessignes vndon Yea euen my Hopes my hearts Possessions gon My Noon alas is changed into Night Small ods there is twixt Darknesse and my Light What can I looke for but among the Dead To make my House to haue my Graue for Bed For to Corruption thus alouâ— I call Thou art my Father to the Worms that crawl You are my Mother and my Sisters all Where 's then my Hope How shal that Hap appeer Which you yer-while old so re-promise heer Those things with me shall downe into the Deep And with my Dost â—mid the Dust shall sleep THen said the Shuhite Will you neuer cease Cap. 1â— Your tedious Talking Neuer hold your peace Forbeare a while giue eare a little now Obserue our Speech and we will answer you But why as Beasts are we vpbraided thus And why so basely doe you count of vs He rather seems to be besides his Sense That wounds him Selfe in his Impatience Why Shall the Earth for Thy sake be forsaken The Rocks remou'd and solid Hils be shaken No no The Light of Wicked-ones shall out His Fiery Sparkle shall not shine about Within his Doores shall Darknes be for Light With Him his Candle shall be quenched quight His Strength shall faile him or be fatall to-him His Counsels cast him His owne Wit vndoo-him For his owne Feet shall bring him to the Net And willingly vpon the Gin shall iet Him by the heele the subtill Snare shall catch Him shall the Theeues and Robbers ouer-match For him are laid the Meshes of Mis-hap Traines on the ground and in his wayes a Trap Him on all sides sad Terrors shall affright And sudden driue him to his Feet to flight His plentious Store shall Famine soon deuoure Destruction's Sword shall hunt-him euery-hower Consume his Sinewes and vn-bar his Skin And Pestilence Death's Heire shall rage within His Hope shall hop without his expectation His Confidence shall from his Habitation Be rooted out and razed as it were And bring him downe to the drad King of Feare Who aye shall dwell within His Tabernacle Because not His not his owne Habiracle Some secret Flame som Flash som Sulphury shower Shall sudden spred amid his cursed Bower
His Roots belowe shall rot amid the Clay His Boughes aboue be cut and cast away His Memorie shall perish from the Earth His Name heer nameless as before his Birth He shal be driv'n to Darknes from the Light And forth the World he shall be hunted quight Nor Sonne nor Nephew shall be leaue behind Nor in his Houses any of his Kind So that the Ages present and to come Shall stand amazed at his dismall Doome And This is sure the Lot the heauie Load Of VVicked-ones that fear not know not GOD. IOB then reply'd Alas how long will Yee Torment my Soule with words torture Mee Caâ— â— Ten times ye haue with too obdurate minde Reproacht mee This vnciuill and vnkind But put the Case that I haue sinn'd indeed Must not I beare it Then alas what need You load me more and magnifie your wit To amplifie my Guilt and Griefe of it Seeing you see that GOD hath cast me downe And with his Net hath compassed me round Lo I cry-out of wrong violence Aloud I cry yet haue no Audience Nor Ease at all He hath so hedg'd my VVay I cannot passe My Paths in stead of Day Are Darke beset He hath my glorie reft And from my head He hath the Crowne bereft He hath destroy'd me euery-way vndone My Hope remoued as a Tree is gone And more His Wrath against me fiercely fryes He reckons Me among his Enemies His Troupes assembled march against Me egre And round about my feeble Tent belâ—guer He hath disperst my Brethren from me farre To Me my Kindred as meer Strangers are My Neighbors flie me my Familiar Frend Hath now forgot me as if neuer kend Nay mine own Household Men Maid-seruants all Count me a Stranger care not for my Call Nor will come at me though I speak them faire Nay to mine own Wife for the noisome aire My Breath is strange though I beseech her sad By those deer Pledges wee together had The Basest scorn me and when vp I rise They spet their Spight in bitter Obloquies Mine Intime-most Those that I loued best Abhor mee All and me the most molest My Bones in sted of Flesh cleaue to my skin And that not sound saue what my Teeth grow in Then â—itty me ô pitty me my Frends Sith GOD on me his heauie hand extends Ah! Why do you yet persecute me rough As GOD Alas hath not my Flesh enough O! that my words the words I now assâ—uer Were writ were printed to last for-euer Were grav'â— in Marble with an Iron pen With Lead in-yoated to fill vp agen I surely knowe that my Redeemer liueth And that He shalâ— This firm my Faith belieueth In th' End of Time return rise from Dust The Fiâ—st Last to iudge and saue the Iust And that I shall when worms haue eat This Clod I shalâ— awake in my flesh see GOD Yea I shall see him with These Eyes of mine And with none else though Now in Paines I pine The rather therfore should you now retract And Thus Your-selues discreetly now correct Why persecute We Him Why hate Him Wee Sith â—his Foundation is thus fixt in Mee Then be you warn'd beware fear the Sword For Wickednes Cruelty in word Incenseth Wrath Know there shal Iudgment come To doom them right who Others rash misdoom SCarce had He done when the Naamathite Replyes him Thus Therefore my thoughts incite My suddain Answer therfore am I spurr'd Regarding light thy sharp and shamefull Guird VVith speed to speake vnto the Point in hand VVhat I conceiue rightly vnderstand Know'st thou not This of old through euery Age Since first on Earth began Man's Pilgrimage That the tryumphing of the Wicked Sort The Ioy of th' Hypocrite is euer short Although to Heav'n hee mount his glorious Top Though to the Clowds his head be lifted vp Yet shall he perish as his dung for aye And who hath seen them shal ask VVhere are they As Dreames forgotten shall he take his flight Yea chas'd away as Visions of the Night Th' Eye that hath seen him shal not see him twise Nor shall his Places him againe reuise His Children shall be fawning on the Poore And His Extortions shall to them restore His Bones are full of his Youth's sinnes his Lust VVhich shall not leaue him till he lie in dust Though to his Taste his Sin be passing sweet Though vnder-neath his Tongue he couer it Though there he spare it and not spet it out Though on his Palate still it roule about Yet is his Meat turnd in his Bowells all And is within him as the Aspic 's Gall H' hath swallow'd Wealth but GOD shall make him fain To spue it out to cast it vp againe He shall the Aspic 's direfull Poison suck VVith Vipers tongues he shall be deadly stuck He shall not see the Oylie Riuers Currents Nor Brooks of Butter nor the Honny Torrents His Labour neuer shall regain his Losse He shal restore whom he before did crosse The Restitution shal be all his state He neuer shall digest nor ioy thereat Because the Poore he crushed and forsook And Others Houses violently took Sure he shall haue no quiet Calm within VVithout no Store of what he ioyeth in There shal be no Remainder of his meat And his Reuersions none shal wait to eat Nay in his Ruffe and at his Greatest Height He shal be stocked in full many a Strait Continuall Hazards shal him round enring Each spightfull hand shall haue at him a fling VVhen he is readie for his rich Repast On Him will GOD his fietie Furie cast Amid his Feasts his dead Displeasure thrilling In stead of Food his brest with horror filling If he escape the Sword from Bowes of steel Steel-headed Arrowes shal him thorough thrill The naked Swords bright-shining terror shall Peep through his Bosom creep throgh guts gall Horrors shal haunt him and so hard-bestid From hiding him all Darknes shall be hid A Fire vnblow'n him suddain shall consume Aâ—d woe to them that tarry in his Roome Heav'n shall discouer his Iniquities And Earth for witnesse shall against him rise All his Reuenewes all his state and stay Shall flowe to Others in his Wrathful Day This is the Porâ—ion of the Wicked This His Heritage by GOD appointed is SO Zephar ceast Then IOB reply'd I pray Heare heedfully what Now I haue to say Be this the Comfort you vouchsafe alone Let Me but speak and afterwards mock on Doe I complain or make my moan to Man Why doe you crosse or interrupt me than If I haue cause of Griefe should not my spirit Be moou'd withall Can Flesh Bloud forbear it Behold me well be withall dismay'd And let your hand vpon your mouth be layd Thought of the like else-where would me affright And daunt my Flesh How then my present sight How comes it that the Wicked liue liue long Grow Rich grow Great wex Eminent Strong They see their Children Grand-children
farre from the All-ruling hand Of Iustice Selfe th' Almighty GOD most High To doe Iniustice or Iniquitie No He to Each man his own Work repayes And makes him finde according to his Waies Vndoubtedly the Lord of Hosts the Strong Nor hath nor doth nor will nor can doe wrong Who hath to Him charge of the Earth impos'd And Who but He hath the whole World dispos'd If He but please on Man to set his minde To re-assume his Spirit his Breath his Wind All Flesh at once if He but hold his breath Shall turn to Dust and perish all in Death Now note Thou this if so thou hast a heart To vnderstand list what my Words impart Shal He haue Rule that Iudgement loathes lacks And for vniust wilt Thou the Iustest taxe Beseems it Any to a King to say O! Thou art Wicked in thy partial Sway Or vnto Princes to vpbraid them Thus You are Vngodly you are Impious Then how-much lesse to Him that puts no Ods Touching the Persons of those Earthly Gods Nor twixt the Rich and Poore the Great and Small For they alike are his owne Hands-work all They at His will shall in a moment die Yea euen at Mid-night vnexpectedly The People shall be troubled and transported And euen the Princes without hands subuerted For euermore His eyes are open wide On all Mens Waies on euery Step Stride There is no Darknes nor no Shade of Death For Wicked-ones to hide them vnder-neath Nor will he though Any so ouer-load That they may iustly grudge or plead with GOD. By Heaps will He to peeces grinde the Great And in their steed set Others in their seat For vnto Him their Works are manifest Night turn'd to Light and they shall be supprest Them as most Wicked smites he as it were In all mens sight in open Theatre Because from Him they did reuolt and swerue And would not any of his Waies obserue But caus'd the loud Cries of the Poore ascend To Him who alwaies doth their Cryes attend When He giues Quiet who dares be so bold To cause Disturbance And if He with-hold His Countenance who then behold Him can Whether a People or a Priuate man That th'Hypocrite no more may Raign as King Nor vnder him the snared People wring Vs therfore Thus beseems to say to GOD I beare with Patience thy correcting Rod I will not murmur nor burst out therefore But sigh in silence and offend no more Shew me my Sins I see not nor perceiue And Hence-forth will I all Iniustice leaue Or should it be after Thy pleasure ay No will-thou-nill He will not I repay Now therefore speak thy Conscience seriously And let the prudent mark and testifie That void of Knowledge IOB hath mis-auerr'd And wide of Wisdom his Discourse hath err'd Would therefore Father he might yet be try'd Sith for the Wicked he hath so reply'd For to his Sin he doth Rebellion ad Claps hands at vs as He the Better had And too-too-pure in his too-prudent Eyes Against th' Almighty Words he multiplies ELihú proceeding Thus moreouer said Caâ— â— Thinkst Thou this right â—f it be rightly waid Which thou hast spoken or thy peech imply'd My Righteousnes is more than GOD's O Pride For Thou hast said What will it vantage thee What shall I gain if I from Sin be free I 'll answer thee and with Thee All so dreaming Look-vp and see the Heav'ns aboue thee gleaming Behold how high if therefore thou transgresse And multiply thy Sin and Wickednesse What hurt doost Thou to GOD What Detriment On th' other side if Thou be innocent If lust What doost Thou to his Goodnes giue Or from Thy hand What What doth He receiue Thy Wickednes may hurt a Man like thee Thy righteousnes to Man may helpfull be For manifold and frequent Tyranny Oppressors make oppressed-ones to cry Yea to cry-out for cruell Violence Of Mightie-ones of Men of Eminence But there is None that saith as due belongs Where 's GOD my Maker Who by Night giues Songs Who teacheth vs hath vs more Wisdom giuen Than Beasts of Earth or to the Fowles of Heauen There cry they oft but none doth heare or heed For th'Euils sake who in all Ills exceed For Vanity GOD doth not hath not heard Nor euer will th' Almighty it regard Now though Thou saist thou seest Him not Hee 's Iust With Him is Iudgement therefore in Him trust For want whereof his Wrath hath visited Yet not so hot as Thou hast merited Therefore doth IOB open his Mouth in vain And void of Knowledge yet yet mis-complain 〈◊〉 36 ELihu yet said A little suffer me For I haue yet more to alleadge to Thee On GOD's behalf I 'll fetch mine Arguments From farre confirm'd by long Experience To iustifie my Maker's Holinesse Giue Him his owne and right his Righteousnesse I 'll speak no Falshood nor no Fraud propound All my Discourse shall be sincere and sound Lo GOD is Mighty yet doth none despise Omnipotent Omniscient Strong and Wise â—e spareth not the Life of Wicked wights â—ut the Oppressed in their wrongs he rights â—is Eyes are neuer off the Righteous sort Them on the Throne He doth with Kings consort Them He aduances and beyond all Term â—oth them establish and them fast confirm Or if that euer Fetters them befall Or they be holden in Afflictions Thrall He lets them see their Works their Wickednes Their wandring By-waies and their bold Excesse And opens then their Eare to Disciplin Commanding quick that they returne from Sin If they return to serue and Him obey Their Daies Years right happy spend shal They â—f not the Sword shall smite them sodainly And in their wilfull Folly shall they die But Hypocrites the Men of double heart They heap-vp Wrath they cry not when they smart They die in Youth their Life among th' Vncleane Most Insolent most Impudent Obscoene He th' humble Poore in his Affliction frees Their Eares he opens in Calamities So woald He Thee from thy Distresse haue freed And brought thee forth far from the Streits of Need To spacious Plentie and thence forth thy Bâ—ord Should with the best and fattest haue been stor'd Buâ— Thou too-wicked-like too-stifte hast stood As their presumptions seeming to make good Not stoopt but strutted in Contesting Pride Therefore on Thee doth Iudgement yet abide Sith wroth he is beware to tempt him more Lest with his Stroak he sodain smite theâ—ore Or hisse thee hence with his al-mighty Breath Then can no Râ—nsom thee redeem from Death Will He regard thy Goods or reak thy Gold Thy State or Srength how much or manifold Nor wish Thou hope-lâ—ss for the hap-less Night When from their place People are taken quight Beware regard not Thou Iniquitie Neither alas through faint â—nfirmitie Chuse rather That than thine Affliction 's Part With humble Patience of a Constant heart Behold the Lord is for his Power suprem And for his Prudence Who doth teach like Him â—ho hath
the Earth is dry To steep the Dust knead the clotted Clay Yerst ouer-baked with too-hot a Ray WIlt Thou go hunt th' old Lioness to help Cap. 3â— Or fetch-in prey to fill her greedy whelp VVhen they are couchant in their Den or watch For passant Heards their wonted Boot to catch Who for the Raven prouideth timely Food VVhen as her hungry greedy-gaping Brood VVandring about wanting what to eat â—e croaking call cry to Mee for meat â—now'st Thou the time wheÌ„ mouÌ„tain Goats â—inds â—e yean and calue according to their Kinds Canst Thou keep reckning of the Months they go And how their Burdens to their Birth-time grow When they but bow them and forthwith let fall Their tender Fruit and all their Paines withall Who hath sent out the Wilde Ass free to feed Or let him loose from seruing humane need Whose house haunt I haue ordaind expresse VVithin the brackie barren Wildernesse He scornes the Cities multitude and noise He reaks not of the yawning Driuers voice The craggy Cliffs his shaggie Pastures been Where off he croppeth what he findeth green VVill th'Vnicoine thee willingly obay Or will hee come vnto thy Crib for Hay VVill he be brought to harrow or to plow Or will hee bring thy Corn vnto thy Mow Wilt Thou presume of Him for strength in fight Or leaue to him thy Labour to acquite Didst Thou bestow the Peacoks goodly Fan Or gau'st Thou Feathers to the Stork or Swan Or to the Ostridge her delicious Tresse Th' ambitious Badge as well of War as Peace VVho layes her egges leaues them in the Dust To hatch them there with radiant Heat adust Without her help or heed lest Tread or Track Of Man or Beast them all to peeces crack Vokindest Dam the labour of her wombe That dares annull while Hers not Hers become So void I made her of Intelligence And kind instinct of Natures Influence Yet with her Wings Feet so fast she skippes That She the Horse Rider both out-strips Hast Thou indew'd the Horse with strengthful wonder And cloath'd his crest fild his brest with thunder Canst Thou affright Him as a Grass-hopper Whose nostrills pride snorts Terrors euery where He pawes the Plain he stately stamps neighes And glad goes-on against the arm'd Arraies Disâ—â—ining Fear For for the Sword Shield Dart Pike Lance He 'll not forsake the Field Nor turn his back how-euer thick they shiuer Nor for the Cross-bow the rattling Quiuer He swallowes-vp the Earth in furious heat Nor will belieue the Sound of the Retreat Among the Trumpets sounds his cheerful Laugh Ha-Ha ha-ha he smelleth a farre-off The wished Battaile hears the thundring Call Of proud Commanders lowd Shouts of all Is' t by thy wisedom that the Hawk doth mew And to the Southward spreads her winged Clew Doth th' Eagle mount so high at thy Behest And build aloft so neer the clowds her Nest She dwells vpon the Rock ragged Cliffe And craggy places the most steep stiffe From whence about to seek her prey she flies Which from afar her quick keen Sight espies Her young ones also onely Bloud do suck And where the Slain are thither doe they ruck 〈◊〉 40. MOreouer yet The LORD proceeding said To IOB shal He that dares with GOD to plead Teach Him His part Let him who GOD doth tax Heer let me hear the Answer that he makes IOB sadly then Thus humbly did reply O! LORD behold ô most-most Vile am I. What shal I answer Thee What shall I say Onely my hand vpon my mouth I 'll lay Once haue I spoak twise too-too bold But now for euer I my Tongue will hold Again the LORD out of the Whirle-wind spake And said to IOB Yes yes thy Theam re-take Gird vp thy loynes again and play the Man I 'll question thee now answer if Thou can Wilt Thou make void my Iudgements iust hie Condemning Me thy Selfe to iustifie Hast thou an Arme like to the Arme diuine Or is Thy Voyce as Thunder-like as Mine Put-on thy Robes of Maiestie and Might â—â—ck Thee with Glory and with Bewty bright Dart forth the Lightnings of thy wrathfull Frowne Against the Proud and bring them tumbling downe Behould Thou all and euery one that 's Proud And downe with Them and all the Wicked Croud Trample vpon them in their very Place Hide them in Dust at once there binde their Face Then will I grant what Thou hast vrg'd so braue That thine owne Selfe thine owne right hand can saue But Now behold thy Fellow BEHEMOTH Thy fellow Creature for I made you Both. â—e like an Oxe amid the Field doth graze â—'s Loynes and Nauell his most Srength he has â—e whisks his sinewie Taile stiff as a Ceder â—is Stones within with Nerues are wreathd together â—is Bones and Ribs be strong as Brazen Bars â—nd as vnyeelding as the Iron-Spars â—ee's of the Master-peeces of the LORD Who also arm'd him with a readie Sword The Mountains yeeld him meat where night day All other Beasts do fear-lesse feed and play Beneath the broad-leau'd shady Trees he lodges Amid the Fens among the Reeds and Sedges Compast with Willowes of the Brook about Where when he enters in the time of Drought The massie bulk of his huge bodie bayes The Torrents course and euen the Current stayes There yer he go the Riuer dry he drinks And in his Thirst to swallow Iordan thinks Dare any come before him Him to take Or bore his Snowt of Him a Slaue to make CAnst Thou hale vp the huge LEVIATHAN 〈◊〉 41 With hook and line amid the Ocean Canst Thou his tongue with steely Crotchets thril Or with a Thorn his snuffing Nose or Guil Will He come sue by Supplications to-thee Wil He with smooth soothing Speeches woo-thee Will He by Couenant serue thee at thy beck Or be thy Slaue for euer at thy Check Wilt Thou with Him as with a Sparrow play And giue him ty'd vnto thy Girles away Shall Fisher-men of Him a Feast prepare Shall They his flesh among the Marchants share Canst Thou his Skin with barbed pheons pierce Or plant his Head with groues of Otter-speares Lay hold on Him set on him but before Think on the Battell and come there no more For 't is so farre from hope of Victory That euen His sight would rather make thee fly There 's None so fierce that dares Him rouze or hunt Then Who shall safely Me my Selfe affront Who hath preuented Me To Whom haue I Been first beholding for a Curtesie Or bound at all for any Benefit Bestow'd on Me that I should guerdon it Why is not All Earths ample arms confine All vnder Heav'n All in the Ocean Mine I will not hide his Parts and Properties Neither his Strength nor seemly Symmetries Who shall vnhood him Who with double Rain Shall bridle him with Snaffle Trench or Chain Or put the Bit between his Iawes his Portall Impal'd
make some blubber some so braue â—mes sprung from Iniury or from Ambition â—eath are equall Earle and Sir and Slaue â—er his Empire are in one Condition 15 â—or Friends Deceast cease not Repast nor Sleep 〈◊〉 Sorrow sutes not th' Intellectual part 〈◊〉 wailes man's Death that He was man doth weep 〈◊〉 that He promist comming to depart 16 The Young and old goe not as equall pas't Th' one ambles swift the other gallopeth T is good to die yer we our Life distaste A valiant Man should dare to feel his Death 17 Happy who leaue the World when first they comeâ— Th' Aier at the best is heer contagious thick Happy that Childe who issuing from the Wombe Of 's Spanish Mother there returned quick 18 The Bodie 's Torments are but Twigs to beat And brush the Dust from Vertues pleights about And make the Passions of the Soule more neat As th'Aier is purest when the Winds roar-out 19 Grieuing that Death shuts not thine Eyes at homâ— And where the Heav'ns vouchfaf't them first to opeâ— Thou fear'st the Earth too-little for thy Tombe And Heav'n too-narrow for thy Corpses Cope 20 Heav'ns haue no lesse Order then at their Birth Nor Influence Sun Moon and Stars as bright All hold their owne Fire Water Aier Earth Man Man alone 's fall'n from his pristine Plight 21 Worldling thou saist 'T is yet not time to mend But GOD hates Sinners that in Sin delight To grossest Sinners doth hee Mercy send But not to Sinners sinning in despight 22 Who Morn Euen doth of Himselfe demand â—ccount of All that he hath done said thought â—hall find him much eas'd when he comes to stand To that Account where All shal once be brought 23 For bitter Checks that make thy Cheeks to flame â—nd to thy Teeth tell Truths thou hast no Action â—o doe the Euill sith thou hadst no shame â—e not asham'd to suffer thy Correction 24 Perhaps this Child shal Rich or Poore becom â—erhaps a Wretch perhaps a Liberall â—erhaps a Wise-man perhaps a Mome â—t past perhaps assured die he shall 25 When Wine runs lowe it is not worth the sparing â—he worst least doth to the Bottom diue â—ong not thy leisure yeers vouchsafe in daring â—t some-times looke into thy Graue aliue 26 Sinner thy GOD is not inexorable No Rhadamanth Returning hearts to hate There is no Sin in Heav'n vnpardonable Nor no Repentance in this Life too late 27 The Eye that fixlie the Sun-beames beholds Is suddain daz'd so in GOD's Iudgements high Mens cleerest Iudgements are as blind as Moulds None none but Aegles can the Lightning eye 28 O wrecked Vertue wretched is Thy state For Fortune hath the Fruit Thou scarce the Flower Thou art a Stranger at thy proper Gate Thy Friends thence banisht thy Foes in Bower 29 Man Knowledge still to the last gaspe affecteth In learning Socrates liues grayes and dyes Free froÌ„ Death's Process Knowledge none protectethâ— But to learn Well to die is to be Wise 30 To liue is to begin One-Work and end it Life hath with All not same Repute Report 'T's an Exile to the Sot Sage Iourney ween'd it Wherein Hee walks not as the Common-sort 31 For hauing a good Prince Peers iust wise â—bedient People Peace concluded fast State 's not sure Storms after Calms arise â—d fairest Dayes haue foulest ouer-cast 32 Man though thou be from Heav'n Originarie â—esume not yet to Peer thee with thy God â—e's Soueraign King Thou but his Tributary â—e's euery where Thou but in one poore Clod. 33 Of Elephants the biggest leads the Band â—e strongest Bull ouer the Heard doth raign â— Him behooues who will Mankind command â—t ablest Body but the aptest Brain 34 Kings Maiestie seems as eclipsed much â—ess great Seruants in great Troops attend 〈◊〉 sure an Honour to be seru'd by Such 〈◊〉 on Their Faith 't is fearfull to depend 35 To build a Palace rarest Stones are sought 〈◊〉 build a Ship best Timber is selected 〈◊〉 to instruct young Princes as they ought â—ght all the Vertues to be there collected 36 Art 's now-adayes a Desert desolate Kings gracious Raies are there no more discerned Philosophers wait at the Wealthies Gate And rarely Rich men do regard the Learned 37 Th' hand bindeth not except the heart with-go What coms not thence nor Thank nor Thought 〈◊〉 serâ— He giueth All that doth Himselfe bestow He Nothing giues who but his heart reserues 38 That curious Thirst of Trauaile to and fro Yeelds not the Fruit it promis'd men in minde Changing their Aire their Humors change not thâ— But many Lodgings few Friends they finde 39 In vain the Soule hath Reason's Attribute Which vnto Reason cannot Sense submit For Man alas is bruter then a Brute Vnless that Reason bridle Appetit 40 Self-swelling Knowledge Wits own Ouerbearer Proues Ignorance findes it Nothing knowes It flies the Truth to follow Lyes and Error And when most right it weens most wry it goes 41 The Vicious trembles alwaies in Alarmes â—h'Eye of the Vertuous keepes him as at Bay â—hen All the World fear'd Rome's All-reaching Arms â—he vertuous Cato did all ROME dismay 42 Vice blinds the Soule Vnderstanding clogs â—kes good of ill takes foule for fairest look â—a Durt for Dainties so liue loathsom Frogs â—ther in Puddles than in purest Brook 43 â—n Greatest Houses Vice hath battered â—ose Honors though no less haue shined bright â—at are the Graceless to the Good Not dead â— liuing Branches in the Tree haue Right 44 â—f Men might freely take Essay of Court â—ne hauing tasted would return so neer â—e happiest there meets many a Spight in Sport 〈◊〉 knows too-well he buyes his Weal too-deer 45 To loue None All to doubt to fain to flatter â—form new Faces transform true harts 〈◊〉 offer Seruice flie-off in Matter Coutiers Lessons and their Ground of Arts. 46 Set not thy Rest on Court Sea's barren sand There grows no Goodnes good there euil growes Rest's Temple yerst did forth the Citie stand No Sent 's so sweet as is the Country Rose 47 Who weens in Court to thriue will find him weak Without two Aiders Impudence Immunitie For first behooues him his own Brows to break Yer Others heads he break with Importunitie 48 Who is not sory for Time's losse in stay For Kings slowe Fauours seems to haue no sense The losse of Goods a Prince may well repay But loss of Time Kings cannot recompence 49 Is' t not the Top of Follies Top to note An Old Sir Tame-asse gallanting in Court To play the Yonker Swan-white to dote On Venus Douelings in despight of Sport 50 A mean Man hardly scapes the Mightie's Claweâ— Hee 's as a Mouse play'ng by a sleeping Cat Who lets it run then locks it in her Pawes And all her sports boad but the Death of That 51 World's Vanitie is rife in euerie place Alas that good Wits should be'witched so â—askt in the Church in Court with open
Of his ietting the Canaries Iigg â—f the puffing of his Perriwig Times O Manners O mad Murderous Vanity Either Sexe of equal Inhumanity â—he hideous Cryes of the Afflicted fright â—sable Horrors of the silent Night So that She pearced with their pitious Case Clothes them with Clowdes and lends them Ease a spâ— The hollow Rocks and hardest Marble Stones Weep when they weep and eccho with their Grones Their Shiuering fits their Feares their Feauers make The Firmament the fixed Poles to shake Yet heer alas th' abundant Riotous Are neuer mov'd much less the Couetous Rich raking Wretch the needy-greedy Chuff Whose Hel like heart can neuer haue enough Who rather grindes then giues and beggers many Yer to a Beggar he affoord a Penny Or penny-worth of All his plentious Store When Bags and Banks and Barns can hold no more O Times O Manners O mad murderous Vanity In Yong and Old of equall Inhumanity But pardon LONDON I haue ouer-slipt I must recant least I be stript and whipt Christ-Church S. Thomas Bartholmew My Freâ— Bride-well and Bedlam better Thee commend Besides a many of peculiar Charges Of Companies and more of Priuat Largess And aboue All that black Swan SVTTON 's Nâ— From One alone almost worth All the rest â—t new Zaccheus who restored free â—ld Charter-house to better CHARITIE â— not These ALMES Are not These Monuments â—ious Zeal of kind Beneficence â—ant they are Giue GOD and Men their due â—reuerend Green-Staues what 's All This to You â—less as Romists by implicit Creed â— hope for Heav'n by Right of others Deed â—well with glory of your Elders Good â—self-Ignobles boast their Fathers Blood These few dead heer a few Hundreds cherish â—uing You let many Thousands perish â—ant perhaps not of your Gift but Gain â—ch some perhaps from others Gifts restrain â—h if time serue when they can hold no more â— will perhaps the tenth-tenth-part restore â— they are dead to build a Front for Fiue â—ose fiue Hundred they haue staru'd aliue â—imes O Manners O mad Murderous Vanity â—ery Sort of equal Inhumanity â—thiops and Turks against Our Rich shall rise â— can behold with vnrelenting Eyes â—e Aged Sick Soules gasping out their last â—ttle moued and no more agast Then is the Hunts-man when a Deer at Bay Doubles in vain and windes to get away During th' old Golden happy harmless Age When Saturn ruled without Sathan's Rage When Reason sate as Iudge on euery Throne When Iustice shar'd iustly to Each his owne When Innocence was Cities Citadel Whem Charity sole swayd the Common-weal Then had the Heav'ns nothing but ALMES for Eâ— Then had the Earth which now the Heav'ns defie No other Heav'n then th' only Mantle faire Of ALMES bestow'd by Water Earth and Aire And Fier withall from whose fel Nature ALMâ— Extracts the Fierceness and the Fury calmes ALMES was the Word th'All-perfect Artist said When out of ALMES He bade A Heav'n be madâ— A fruitfull Earth a Lightful heatful Fier A Sighful Aier though Soule-les to respire A moistful Water wauing Changefully A World in brief full of all Quality So that in fine of All This All Theatre ALMES is the Forme ALMES is the primer Mâ— So necessary for Our Liuely-hood That after GOD it is Man's Souerain-Good â—artha's and Marie's ALMES in Bounty rife â—or'd their Brother to a second Life â—who so free the Fire-Coacht Prophet fed â—nd happy Guerdon for her Darling dead Faithful ALMES wingd with his feruent Prayer â—rought the Breath of her Death-seized Heir â—LMES is the Glew of Frendships permanence â—of all Vertues th' only Quintessence â—inst Heav'ns Anger 't is an Anchor sure â—inst Earth's Rage a Rampire to endure â—ck of Honor against Slanders Armes â—ield of safety against hurtfull Charms â—or on the Man where pious Pitty dwels â—ice can nothing with Thessalian Spels â— Traitor 's Poignard nor his Powder-Wit â— cunning mixture of a Murderous Bit â— secret Wyles of cheating Hypocrites â— priuie Thieues nor proud Monopolites â— ought nor All that Mischief can reuolue â—are the Heauens or Nature to dissolue â—LMS calms the Winds giues them gentle breth â— War of Waues it quickly quieteth â—â— Shoals and Shelues from where the Siren sings â— ALMNER's Ship it swift and safely brings When need requires it Oares and Sailes supplies And past the Pole another Pole espies To steer his Course if what his heart doth vow Abroad at home his loyall hand allow In liberal ALMES vnto the Needy sort At his Return into his wished Port. The Golden Table that Great Pompey pilld From Salem serv'd as sacred Vengeance willd For Sword to Caesar GOD so ielous is Though Nought He needs of what is vowed Hiâ— Th' High Threasorer of ASIA's impious Rapt VVithin the Temple was with Horror wrapt And but th'High-Priest by Praier succoured The Sacrilegious had there perished So may they speed or worse then so that spoile GOD 's liuing TEMPLFS by or Gripe or Guile That from their Pastor or their PRINCE detain The Tithe or Tribute sacred Lawes ordain That from the Poor their ancient Rights conceal Or in their new with Them vniustly deal That haue by secret sacrilegious Theft Robd Church or State or holy Almes bereft O! may they once as high as Haman mount And from Mount Faulcon giue a sad Accompt â—all the Wrongs as Conscience them conuinces â—ne to their GOD their Country Peers and Princes â—ile Great-ones blinded or as loth to spy â— oft their Fingers in the Golden Pye â— priuate Profit or peculiar Pleasure â—glecting Poore Publik's and Princes Threasure â—imes O Manners Most to be deploi'd â— sodain mend them or soon end them Lord. â—or if poor France fal in an All-Consumption Death's sad Crisis will be This Presumption Priuat Lucre without publike Care â—ile Each Self-seruing winks at Others Share â—OD for his Mercy grant My Feares be vaine â—rid me soon out of the Care-full Pain â—fer daily while so few I see â—m This Corruption's foule Contagion free â— would I had his bred in humblest Thatch â—re of the loigns of one that Sprats doth catch â—oor in Wit as not of power to knowe â—impious Trains that Empires ouer-throwe â—appily more dull of head and heart â—â—ould I feel vn-feeling France's Smart â— sayes her Self by Selfs Disloyalties â—ng no Foe but her Owne Avarice With Pride her Partner and Impunity Their strong Abbettor Which Triumviri Is able sole and soon to ruinate And raze the Glory of the greatest State Or bury 't quick i' th Tombe of careless Princes That wink or shrink vnder their Insolences Robbing them Selues of th' Honor and Renoune Which Heav'ns entail vnto a happy Croune But if I can be willing not to dye 'T is out of hope to see the Company Of Sacrilegious roundly go-to-pot Expos'd in publike to some shamefull Lot VVhen our Great Hercules All monsters Dread Shall haue cut-off the Golden Hydra's head For an eternal Trophey of his Glory And Argument of an Immortal Story But now return we to
our Theam from whence Our Charity through Zeal's too-Vehemence Seems to haue strayd Yet 't was meer ALMS did moâ— My grieued Verse These Guilty to reproue To turn their hearts to GOD and to their King Their priuat Heaps for publike Helps to bring Against th' Ambition of some Foxie Foe That by our Selues our Selues would ouerthrowe â—t by his Arms but by his ALMES to Some â— golden Launces oft haue ouercome Deer Patriots That Spightfull ALMES disdain see Mâ— Fraâ— Ralâ— fol. â—ich brings you Crowns but t is Our Crown to gain â—th Groues of Honors seems your brows t'imboss â— 't is to grace her Profit and your Loss â—ich decks the Church and doth the Masse adorne â— by the Masse 't is but to serue her Turn â—res in shew both PETER's Chaire and Keyes â— if they Ope and shut not as she please Charity and Her Deuotion dye Her Religion is but Policy Soule but State Her Life but Rules-Desire â—ose Heat hath set all Europe on a Fier â—ilus that serues for Rain to th' Abyssine â— light-foot Memphite and the Canopine â—ples with his ALMES the Choler 's feruency Earth and Aier which there the Sun doth fry â—aters the Plains which Orion parcheth aye â—th twinkling Sparkles of his heatfull Ray â—npers the torrid Aethiopian Zone â—s to haue Life though it indeed haue none â—e that of ALMES sole Cause efficient â—is fat Liquor Africk's Nourishment The Heau'ns as Ielous of so Bountious Gifts VVould shut-vp Nile within Godonian Clifts And Nature enuious of this Africk Prince His lauish Largess and Magnificence Fronts him with Hills that seem to threat the Stars As if renewing the old Titans Wars That one would think amid the Mountains thick Nilus were bay'd-vp if not bury'd quick But by the Power which makes him charitable He finds that ALMES to force the Heau'ns are aâ— He therefore rushing and out-roaring Thunder Surrounds the Rocks that ween to keep him vnder And with his swift Course breaks the Cataracts Deafning withall the Parthians and the Bacts Pactolus Ganges and the golden Tay Not only steep their Stronds ennammeld gay With various Tindge of thousand Flowers and mâ— Sow'n on the surface of their wynding Shore But for a richer ALMES they Gold bestowe As needfull now as Reason well we knowe In This Gold-Iron Age where who so wants All-mighty Gold but Scorn and Scandal haunts When Androde fled his cruel Masters Fist And cause-less Fury but for Had-I-wist â—id the horror of the Woods he meets â—re ALMES Mercy then in ROMES proud streets â—ere found he Man to Man of brute Immanity â—er finds he Brutes of mildness and humanity 〈◊〉 Lord there paid his Scruice but with Blowes â—ion heer him double gratefull showes â—to the Beast had show'n him seruiceable 〈◊〉 Beast to Him seems much more charitable 〈◊〉 hauing long with his Best Prey 's maintain'd him 〈◊〉 in his Den as deer Guest entertain'd him â— two yeers after also saues his Life â—osd in sport to Fight and Fury rife 〈◊〉 Man and Beast whom forced Hunger there â—ld neuer force The Slaue to touch or teare 〈◊〉 th'awefull Lion which such Mâ—n may shame 〈◊〉 safely reskues from Romes bloody Game 〈◊〉 noble Lion thou hast brought to pass â—ost yeeld to old Pythagoras â—is Opinion of Mâ—tempsychosis â—s-animation so the Word composes â—oules deceast to Bodies good or bad â—eer Dâ—light in Good or Ill they had 〈◊〉 durst â—cely in his Doctrine wander â—uld suppose Thee second Alexander And that a Beast his Habits still are one As when a Man and King of Macedon But leauing Forrests Floods Fields Earth Aâ— VVhose ALMES already haue appeared faire Shall we yet mount among the Wandring Seauen And see how constant They to ALMES are giuen There shall we finde Man's monstrous Self-resistiâ— Being made of Almes all by meer Almes subsisting Beasts Birds PlaÌ„ts Roots Reptiles Daies Nigâ— Haue second Being from These Heau'nly Lights From Whom our Selues flat Beggers borrow'd haâ— The Best that makes our Worser part so braue The Sea 's their Subiect and th'All-bearing Earth Without their ALMES can bring vs nothing forth Saturn is kinde to Marchants Mariners Storm-wonted Fishers stooping Labourers Carefull Housholders curious Architects And euery one that Gain with Pain respects Milde Iupiter more bountious Beawty giues Sweet gracefull Port fresh Health that happy liueâ— ALMNER of Vertues storing Man with Graces Most Angel-like and meet for highest Places Kings Counsailors Lords Princes Magistrates Hold after GOD of Him their High estates Mars surest Patrone of Sarmatians stout â—f part of AFRIK and the Southern Rout â—igh daily giues them millions of Delights â—nd makes them naked make a thousand Fights â—ll Arts wherein are Fier or Iron requir'd â—f his sole Almes are to our Life acquir'd Sol's Soule of Almes who richly Liberal â—iues him to All yet cannot giue him all â—reat Season-Bounder artificiall Dresser â—f Yeers and Dayes the euen and only Sessor â—f Times rich Almes which by his Heat he varies â—fter the Innes wherein he Monthly taries â—is Bounty most is bent vnto Musicians â—ards Poets Leaches Herbarists Physicians Venus each Morning with a gentle Ray â—shers the Sun and Summons vs away â—rom lazie Beds our Bodies liuing Graues â—Vhen Day begins to issue from the Waues â—er Almes goes chiefly to the preseruation â—f Nature's Powers and Parts of Generation â—mooth smiles she giues sweet cheerful charming Ein â—oue is Her Gift a Gift indeed diuine Quick Mercury great Atlas's Daughter's Son â—Vit's Threasorer Well of Inuention He giues vs Arts Knowledge and Floquence Which steales vs oft from Reason and from Sense A bountious ALMNER of Astronomy Rare for the most vnto Man's feeble Eye Who yet vnseen feeles almost euery houre Hundred Effects of its admired power A Power which cannot be sufficient showne By Verse or Voice vnless by Hermes owne For All that at this Day makes hunger flie Gold Siluer Brasâ— is draw'n from Mercury Cynthia ador'd with hundred Fumes and Flames Honored abroad by more then hundred Names She giues vs Humors more or less abounding As in her Course her Fall or Full is rounding She fashions Time which Shee again defaces With constant â—urnes of her inconstant Faces She swayes the Floods and shewes by Euidence Her Self sole Law of liquid Elements She formes by Night the fresh and fruitfull Deaw Which euery morning Flora's Budds doth streaw Whos 's Purled Pearles are euer bigger found And more the more Lucina waxeth â—ound In brief All giuen to ALMES Liberality They All teach Man the same supernal Quality â—owards the Needy that doth nought possesse â—d from his Cradle brought but wretchedness â—t Sin and Death had not Heau'ns ALMES bin shed 〈◊〉 bloody Bath to White This Monster 's Red Monster made of Earth for Earth still burning 〈◊〉 though to Earth he see him hourely turning Yea proudest Kings haue had no other Birth â—en poorest Beggers Both begin of Earth â—th like in Cryes in Perils and in Pain â—th
captiue France releast May now the Clergie ingenuously confess God on Thy Side giuing Thy Right Success Crowning Thy Vertues with sacred Oyle Of his own Spirit anointing Thee the while May now in briefe All Frenchmen say sing Thou art Thou ought'st Thou only canst be King But ô some Gangrene Plague or Leprosie O're-spreads vs all a Brand of Mutinie Barnes France to Ashes And but Thou vnidle Bear'st-vp so hard this stumbling Kingdoms Bridle Our State yerst honor'd where the Sun doth rise Would flie in Sparks or die in Atomies Priests strike the Fire the Nobles blow the Coale Of this Consumption People peeuish whole Pleasd with the Blaze do wretched-witched Elves For fuell fooles cast-in their willing Selues O Clergy mindless of your Cure and Coat Becomes it you to cut your Princes throat To kill your King Who in the Wombe of kin To Thousand Kings that Office did begin Who for Your Law Your Altars Your Honors Hath ventur'd oft his blood in many manners Who as deuout to Rome as any Man Fear'd most your roring Bulls of Vatican And canonize amid the sacred Roule Of glorious Saints a Patricidiall Soule Whose bloody hand had stabd with baneful knife The Lords Anointed Him rest of life Ignoble Nobles see You not alas Your King supplanting you your Selues abasse And while you raze this Royall Monarchie You madlie raise a monstrous Anarchie A Chaos rude still whetting day and night Against your Selues the Peoples proud Despight Who hate the Vertuous haue onely Hope T' ensue the Switzers too-rebellious Scope And Thou fond People Who before a Father A wise iust King a valiant Monarch rather Tak'st hundred Tyrants who with tushes fell Will suck thy marrow out crack thy shell To whom the Gold from India's bowels brought Or mid the Sands of shining Tagus sought Seems not so good as doth the Gold they fet From out thy Womb or what thy Tears shall wet No no the French or Deafe or Lethargik Feele not their danger though thus deadly Sick Or if they liue and feele they frantik arm Against their Leach that fain would cure their harm Applying many sound-sweet Medcines fit But They the more increase their furious Fit Yet Courage HENRY six thy Thoughts heeron Pursue braue Prince thy Cure so well begun And sith so little gentle Plaisters thriue Let it be launc't lay-on the Corrosiue Câ—oke me This Hydra whence such MoÌ„sters sprout And with thy Famâ— fill me the World about Follow thy Fortâ—â—e Hills most lofty-browd Stoop to thy Steps swift Riuers swelling proud Dry-vp before thee Armies full of Boast Like Vapoâ—s vanish at Thy sight almost Yea at thy Name alone the strongest Wall And mâ—ssâ—â—st Towrs shake as affraid fall But yet My Liege beware how Thou expose Thy blood so oft among thy bloody Foes Be not too-lauish of thy Life but waigh That Our Good-Hap on Thine dependeth aye But if Thou light regard This lowe Request Of Thy Fames Trumpet list how France at least Presents her to thee not as Once Shee was When Baltik Seas within Her bounds did pass When Nile Euphrate as Her Vnder-Realms Through fruitful Plains rould tributary streams When to proud Spanyards Shee did Kings allow And to Her Lawes imperiall ROME did bow But lean lank bleak weak all too-torn And in a Gulfe of Miseries forlorn Deer Son saith She nay My Defender rather My Staff my Stay my second-founding Father For Grief and Furie I should desperate die I should Selfe stab-mee I should shamefully Stop mine own breath to stint these Cares of mine Wert Thou not Mine my Liege were I not Thine Therfore deer Spouse be of thy Life less lauish Let not My Lord Fames greedy Thirst so rauish Thy dauntless Courage into Dangers need-less Nor too-too-hardy hazard Thee so heed-less A braue great Monarch in Youths heat behoues Once twise or thrise to shew Courageous proues For Prowesse is bright Honors brauest Gate Yea the first Step whereby the Fortunate Climbe Glorie's Mount nothing more in briefe Fires Souldiers Valor then a Valiant Chiefe But afterward he must more warie vvar And with his Wit ofter then Weapon far His spirits contenting with the pleasing-paine Noâ— of a Souldier but Soueraign◠〈…〉 My Soâ— too often hath thine own hand dealt Too-many Blowes which thousands yerst haue felt My Liege too-often hast Thou toyled Thee For Honors Prize braue Prince My Victory Not in thine Arms streÌ„gth but â—hy Yeers length lies Thy Life my Life Thy Death my Death implies If Thou thy Self neglect respect Me though At least some Pittie to thy Country showe Weigh weigh my sad plight if vntimely Death Should ô vntimely reaue My HENRY's breath Euen like a widow-Ship her Pilot lost Her Rudder broke in ragefull Tempest tost Against the horned Rocks or horrid Banks Hoaring the Shore with her dispersed Planks But if too-much Heart of thy life too-careless Too-soone expose thee not to Sisters-spareless I hope to flourish more then e'r in Arts Wealth Honors Manners Vertues Valiant hearts â—ligion Lawes and Thy iust Raign at rest 〈◊〉 Happinesse shall match AVGVSTVS Best FINIS â—ONOR's FARWEL To Her Honorable Frends Or The LADIE HAY's Last Will Copied By a Well-willer in WAKEFVL DREAM Dedicated TO Her R. Honorable Executors TO My Reuerend Friend M r. Doctor Hall NOne should but Thou This Ladies death be grieving None knew so well the Vertues of her life Death 's robd of Her death by Thy labours rife By Thee is Shee in Heav'n Earth still liuing Heav'n by hearing through Thee belieuing Th' eternall Word which taught Her Holy strife Gainst Hell Sin and as becomes a Wife Peace with her Spouse him due Obedience giuing Earth for acting in so gracious measure The twice preacht Lectures of thy Life Tongue Alms Meeknes Mildnes towards Old Young 〈◊〉 giuing wrongs forgetting all Displeasure O happy Seed that fell in such a Ground And happy Soile that such a Seed-man found I. S. TO The Right Honourable Executors Overseers EDWARD Lord Denny IAMES Lord Hay MARY Lady Denny â—â—om Gratitude From Dutie From Affection â—o You my Lords Your HONOR Your Name â—â—â—hout Offence without Mis-sense or Blame â—…iue conceiue consider THIS DIRECTION â—â—â—INST th' Excess the Rage the Insurrection â—ears of Sighs of Sorrowes FOR THIS DAME â—EAD WHO LIVES in Soule in Seed in Fame â—RING Breth Life Strength To THIS COLLECTIOÌ„ 〈◊〉 aimed meant FOR quick kind keen CORRECTIOÌ„ â—en of Minds of Manners OVT OF FRAME â—ie Court Country ALL TOO-BLAME â—gh Sin 's throgh Satan's throgh our Selues INFECTION â—n Vow Som Verse Som Monument To HONOR â—ought I ought and Thus I Dreamed on-Her I. S. HONOR'S FAREWELL FRom Man-Gods Birth the Scale of Earth to Heau'n Th' Yeer twice Eight hundred twice single Seau'n â—midst the Month which Second Caesar names â—on the Day which Diane weekely clames â—bout the Howre that golden Morpheus vses â—hantastikly to feast perplexed Muses â—hile
Total moue as doth his Part. So if we see the Sunne Moon to veere Their ample Heav'ns haue even the like Cariere But who hath seene a Selflie-turning Stone How then should Earth turn her whole lump alone Let 's therefore boldly with old Truth affirme That th' Earth remaines vnmoueable firme And if wee credit the Geometer Three thousand leagues is her Diameter This Measure of her vast thick Depth is found By th'admirable Compasse of her Round Which hath by test of Arts Experiments More then nine thousand leagues Circumference Yet learned Mappists on a Paper small Draw in Abridgement the whole Type of All And in their Chamber paineless peril-less See in an houre circuit Land and Seas This mighty Globe is but a Point compar'd With th'vpper Globe yet on This Point are shar'd Millions of millions of Man-kinde which plow With Keel Coultar its Twin Back and Brow Man placed thus in This Mid-Point so even Sees alwaies Half of God's great Hall of Heav'n Th' other's beneath him yet abides not there But in a Day doth to him all appeare Ah Soverain Artist ô how few of vs Knowe right the Place where Thou hast plac't vs thus Alas how-many know not to What end Thy gracious Wisdom did them hither send Yet giving Man a quick Intelligence Thou sett'st him iust in the World's Midst that thence Seeing thy Wonders round about him so Knowing himselfe he might Thee better know By th'vsual Circuit of the Heav'nly Ball The Starres appeare vnto vs almost all That We in time obseruing all their Figures Might contemplate their Courses Natures Vigors To view the Stars is honest Recreation To search their Course deserveth Commendation So wee beware with some presuming Sects To pick things future out of their Aspects We must renounce That Errors patronage That what some Dreamers by our Births presage Must needs betide vs tying to their Lawes Our nature governd by a Higher Cause Perhaps the Signes some inclination bring â—nducing hearts to some Affectioning But by Gods grace well may wee varie that â—s neuer forc't by necessary Fate For sure if Man by strong Necessitie â—oo any Ill ill meriteth not Hee â—id Starres constraine vs neither Vertue then â—or Vice were worth Praise or Reproofe in Men. If any way the Will of Man be free On These Effects what IudgemeÌ„ts ground can bee What Certaintie can from the Starres be knowne Of Weal or Woe Life Death or Thrall or Throne When Kings are born be many born beside Must all be Destin'd to be Kings that tide Oft many at-once are hangd or drownd or slaine Did all at-once their groaning Mothers paine Who can conceiue that such or such Aspect Is good or bad boads Life or Deaths Effect Who can produce so sure Prognostications Of our fraile Life so full of Alterations Certain's that Art which shewes the daily Course Of restlesse Starres their influence force But Divination 's an vncertaine Skill Full of fond Error false and fayling still What booted Lord our huÌ„blest Vowes to Thee Were their Conclusions certaine Veritie Disastrous Fate would mate vs with Despaire And frustrate all religious Faith and Prayer Were it their Sayings were right certain true Then of necessity must all ensue But if Events their Verdicts often thwart False is their Aime fallible their Art Obserue the Works those subtle Authors write Th' are so ambiguous or so false out-right That if somtimes some Truth they chance to hit They 'll counterpoize a hundred lyes for it Too-busie-bold with Thee they Lord presume And to themselues Thine Office they assume Who by Star-gazing or ought else belowe Dare arrogate the Future to fore-knowe Wee hardly see what hangeth at our Eyes How should we read the Secrets of the Skyes None knowes To-morrow what betide him shall How then fore-tell Years Fortunes yer they fall Then leaue we All to GOD's high Prouidence Not list'ning for To-morrow-Dayes Events â—etter then We Hee knowes what 's meet to send Then feare we nothing but Him to offend O! Thou All-knower Nothing more hath thrust â—roud Man from Thee then This Ambitious-lust Of knowing All for by that Arrogance â—n stead of Knowledge got He Ignorance Man nothing knowes nor nothing comprehends â—ut by the Power which Thy pure Spirit him lends 〈◊〉 then Thy Wisedom haue so bounded His Why would He hold more then His Measure is Let 's humbly stoop our Wits with all Sinceritie Vnto Thy Word there let vs seek the Veritie And all Predictions that arise not Thence Let vs reiect for impious Insolence Let vs repute all Divination vaine Which is derived from man's fuming braine By Lots by Characters or Chyromancie By Birds or Beasts or damned Necromancie Let 's also fly the furious-curious Spel Of those Black-Artists that consult with Hel To finde things lost and Pluto's helpe invoke For hoorded Gold where oft they find but smoake He 's fond that thinks Fiends in his Ring to coop Or in a knife them by a Charm to hoop Such as haue try'd those Courses for the most Haue felt in fine Their malice to their cost Woe woe to Them that leaue the living GOD To follow Fiends and Montibanks abroad Seeking for Light dark dreaming Sorceries And for the Truth th'erronious Prince of Lyes Condemning therefore all pernitious Arts Let 's be contented with our proper Parts Let 's meekly seeke what may be safely known Without vsurping GOD's peculiar own W'haue Stuff ynough besides our time to spend And Our short life can hardly comprehend The halfe of halfe the Wonders licenst vs To search knowe and soberly discusse The smallest Garden vsually containes Roots Fruits Flowres sufficient for the paines Of one man's life their natures to descry When will he know all Creatures propertie Earth's but a Point compard to th'vpper Globe Yet who hath seen but halfe her vtter Robe Omitting All her Inwards All her Water When shall we then see All this vast Theater What heer wee see wee see is Exquisite What 's This to That so far aboue our Sight â—xcelling faire what to our Eye is sensible â—ven to our Soule the rest 's incomprehensible Who then can vaunt himselfe Omni-scient â—oâ—e then All-sin-less pure and Innocent 〈◊〉 none 's all-guiltlesse in thy glorious Eyes â—here's none all-knowing thy high Mysteries Yet must we praise glorifie thee fit â—…r that wee knowe and for our good by it â—here is no Pleasure can be comparable 〈◊〉 Contemplation of Thy Wondrous Table There-on the more wee muse the more we may So our Delight Desire increases ay Of finding Thee and that divine Desire Calming our Cares quencheth our fleshly Fire All other Pleasures haue displeasures mixt Ioyes meet Annoyes Smiles haue Tears betwixt Yea all Delights of Earth haue ever been Fellow'd or follow'd with some tragike Teen But Who of Thee Thine contemplates ever Scapes all the Fits of th'hot-cold cruell Fever Of Fear of Loue of Avarice Ambition Which haunts all others with small