Those twinkling eyes that did allure To sordid lust now droppe the pure Pearle of Contrition and that haire That wandering Cupids did ensnare And wav'd its pride in every streete Now humbly licks her Saviours feete And from those blessed roots derives Vertue more worth than thousand lives To cleanse thy stain'd affections then Still weepe and wipe kind Magdalen 19. A beame of comfort God that his splendour did to Moses show From Aegypt fled will sure with comfort so Shine upon those that gladly bid farewell To lust whose lightnesse keeps us darke as Hell 20. On the two theeves crucified with our Saviour As Iew and Gentile did his life oppose So here two Theeves our dying Lord enclose These true to falshood gasping here for breath Doe yet invade the King of life and death The one wiâ—h worst of weapons playes his part The other robbes him of his dearest heart Both on the bloody Characters doe looke Of life yet one but saved by the Booke That as in Moses bush with Raies divine Sees in the thorny Crowne some glory shine And hangs not faster on the fatall wood Than his soule cleaves to her eternall good Strange Thiefe that thus by vertue of his vice Broke loose from Hell and stole to Paradise 21. An unfruitfull Reader Who reads Gods Word not following it in deed Is like a sounding but an empty Reed 22. Sects in Religion While Sects are wrangling Sathan doth contend To make them all their vertues treasure spend Iust as while Clients strive the Lawyer takes Their Metall but no chaine of Concord makes 23. To London in time of Pestilence London when I behold thy Ladyes goe So Bedlam-like with Naked armes and show Shoulders and breasts like Maremaids all behung With golden toyes and precious stones among And when againe the roaring boyes I see Put women downe with manlesse luxury Still to be fashion-sicke and drinke and sweare And rage as if they Stygian Monsters were I wonder not to see thee blacke with woe Sith high-built Cities lye in dust below For crimes lesse bold and having drunke thereby Deepe cuppes of vengeance thou wilt pledge or dye 24. The Arke and Dagon Afford not sinne one corner in thy heart Sith all 's too little for so great a Lord That will not for the whole accept the part Nor will his Arke and Dagon ere accord Whose head and hands at th' entry of desire Cut wisely off nor suffer sinne entire 25. On Palestine My sighes out-pace my tongue when I would tell How this fam'd Region which did all excell In pleasant fruits and typ'd the happyest place Is now a Den of Barbarisme so base So stript and ruin'd that with grapes and graine It scarce a flight of Locusts can maintaine Ah cursednesse of sinne that thus to Gall Turnes milke and honey and empoysons all 26. The motion of sinne Sinnes motion 's various and her Zenith well We terme presumption but her Nadir Hell 27. Marke the end Iacob held Esau by the Heele and so Should every man that feares his Maker doe Not stroke the head of sinne but apprehend His rugged foote and marke his fatall end 28. Nebuchadnezzars Image moraliz'd Like this Kings Image with the head of gold Th' ambitious seemes and makes a lofty show Of wisedome but his latter end behold And you shall see the proud aspirer goe On earthen feet whose frailty will not beare Their master out from danger or from feare 29. An old sute God not with silken robes old Adam clad But skinnes of Beasts the most contemned weare To shew that he who Princely Empire had Having defac'd Gods Image did appeare More like to beasts and through his teares might see His blinded soule and bodies misery 30. Our Saviours first Miracle applyed Iesus that Water turnd to Wine Will turne our penitentiall brine To Nectar and our bitter moanes To sweetest joyes Celestiall tones When our white Soules unto this Lambe Shall married be and Heavens frame While fiery Angels clearely sing An endlesse wedding peale shall ring 31. Pride not unpunished King Ezechias in a boasting sort Shew'd all his Treasures and was punish'd for 't For Pride falls with a vengeance on our backs And high Clouds scatter when the Welkin cracks 32. Good Workes The stones whereof Gods Altars framed were Must be unwrought so pious deeds should be Not mixt with ostentation but sincere For wisedome shines in such simplicity 33. Heaven and Earth As from one Maker Heaven and Earth proceed So some resemblance doe they hold indeed For as the Boreall parts of Heaven include Most Starres and of the greatest magnitude So doth our Northerne Hemispheare below More of the continent and Ilands show Than doth the South Thus Heaven and Earth accord And so were men in goodnesse like their Lord Or like his quire of Angels there would be Through the whole World a compleat Harmony 34. The soules twylight As Sea and Earth I view but with mine eye Nor Elementall fire nor aire discry So know I men and beasts but cannot so High God and holy Angels reach unto For ah by Adams fall my knowing part Seemes dasht and duld'd against a stony heart 35. To Princes Ye Royall guides that 'fore your people goe Thinke on that Meteor in the Wildernesse Which Israel led for airy honour so Still floates and flits but sooner vanishes 36. Eminent Examples The obvious actions of the great that strike Our sences to the quicke are not unlike Those varied Rods which Jacob once did leave Before his Ewes what time they should conceive For after such impressive objects goe The sheepish vulgar which few precepts know 39. Poverties priviledge Ierusalems great Chiefes are forc'd away By Babels Monarch when meane persons stay And as a prey to the hellish Tyrant are Rich Worldlings when poore starvelings better fare 40. A Boaster A Boaster's but a glorious Monster and Extends a tongue farre larger than his hand 41. To Pride If silver from superfluous moysture growes Like that which drops from every Driuells nose If gold be but the dregs of earth and stones Though ne're so pretious but her barren bones If flaunting silkes rich scarlets daintiest furres Be but Beasts excrements which man abhorres Then Pride thou' rt odious and thy Students be Scarce able to commence to mans degree 42. On Iosephs Cloake The Snake his slough the Dove her plumes doth cast Whose innocence and prudence hold we fast As Joseph left his garment yet retain'd A jewell which once lost is ne're regain'd Thus stone-cold chastity farre off doth flye And Lust assumes the Cloake of modesty 43. On Nebuchadnezzar Deposed What Object 's this of pitty or of feare Great Babels Monarch picking Sallets here With Hawke-like Tallons and a Horse-like maine That lately did a gemmed Crowne sustaine 'T was farre from lo ftiest Royalty to slide To such subjection but illusive pride Ioyes in such Gambolls jeering when she brings Scepters to Bables and does foole the greatest things 44. Death of
the smoother verse to slide On thy sleeke bosome and in tryumph ride Vnto the Mayne where when it sounds along Let Tritons dance and Syrens learne my song 79. To Swarston Swarston when I behold thy pleasant sight Whose River runs a progresse of Delight Ioy'd with the beauties of fresh flowery plaines And bounteous fields that crowne the Plow-mans paines I sigh that see my native home estrang'd For Heaven whose Lord and tenure's never chang'd 80. On Pillard with his Periwig Pillard thy Head seemes in a monstrous case That weares a French crowne with an English face 81. To Grace-dieu Grace-dieu that under Charnwood stand'st alone As a grand Relicke of Religion I reverence thine old but fruitfull worth That lately brought such noble Beaumonts forth Whose brave Heroick Muses might aspire To match the Anthems of the Heavenly Quire The mountaines crown'd with rockey fortresses And sheltering woods secure thy happinesse That highly favour'd art though lowly plac'd Of Heaven and with free natures bounty grac'd Herein grow happier and that blisse of thine Nor Pride ore-top nor Envy undermine 82. On a curst wife VVhat painfull sorrows wretched man consume That burn'd with Feavers is or drown'd with Rhume Rackt with Convulsions wrung with Stranguries Feâ—ter'd with Gouts or goar'd with Plurisies If all such mischiefes throw not downe his life To Hell-ward damne him to a scolding wife 83. On Poets These Darlings of free Nature want no vigour Of braine and therefore to grow rich are liker Than weaker heads and might be blest with Angels For which the Souldier fights and Lawyer wrangles Did not their lofty Fancies 'bove the Welkin Still soare whilst others are for Treasures delving But fie my verse is foundr'd all this time I dream'd on riches I but rav'd in time 84. Our Grandames infirmities Earth had her dropsie in th' all-drowning Flood And now expects her burning Feaver neare Her Plurisies effusions are of blood By wars her Agues tremblings of her Spheare Which whether yet it proove vertiginous With round rotations aske Copernicus 85. Of Warre War 's like a curst wife whence a man may cull Some fruites of goodnesse though of mischiefe full For those land-surfeits wanton peace doth breed Warre by incision cures when Kingdomes bleed 86. On Scheltco the Astrologer Scheltco that saw the heavenly Squadrons rang'd In a strange fashion and their postures chang'd Pretended by those starry lights to see That the Worlds end in Eighty Eight should be And so too thought the Spaniards as appeares That tooke their leave of it with brinish teares 87. To Iohn Fretchvile Esquire A Good mans Center is his Countries love Whither your weighty worth doth swiftly move After your fathers whom to honour bright Phoebus did friendly aime and hit the white 88. The New World Some in the Moone another World have found Whose brighter parts are Seas the darker Ground Which were it true we should have Moone-calves tost From those sharpe whirling Hornes to every Coast And a wild World it were and full of tricks Where all Inhabitants were Lunaticks 89. On Sir Philip Sidney Idols I hate yet would to Sidneys wit Offer Castalian healths and kneele to it 90. To Charnwood Charnwood if all thy Stones were turn'd to Bread As once the Fiend did such a motion make It would be more than Zerxes fed Or Tenariffe and Aetna both could bake And hungry Churles that raile at Souldiers Would rend up Rock-bread and turne Pioners 91. On a Woman When Man lay dead-like Woman tooke her life From a crook't Embleme of her Nuptiall strife And hence as bones would be at rest her ease Shee loves so well and is so hard to please 92. On the same Woman was once a Ribbe as Truth hath said Else sith her tongue runnes wide from every point I should have dream'd her substance had beene made Of Adams whirle-bone when it was out o'th'joynt 93. On the motion of the Starres Artists affirme that from the burning Line Some Starres of Aries North-ward now decline And the slow-pac'd Cynosure appeares Nearer the fixt Pole than in former yeares No marvell then blind Mortals walke astray When Heav'ns cleare eies have lost their wonted way 94. On Gluttony and Lechery These fleshly Factors for the Devill deale The one in grosse the other by retaile 97. To the Honorable Esquire IOHN MANNOVRS of HADDON YOur Honour'd ancestour was stiled King Of the high Peake for royall House-keeping And well your selfe approves your noble straine Of Kindred by that bounty you maintaine Whose rarenesse in this iron age bewrayes A golden Mind and precious makes your praise 98. To our Queene MARIE HOw are You compast with a Ruby-chayne Of hearts deare Queen that with an endles raigne Of joy unto You whose sweet name to all Sounds mirth and seemes a heavenly Uirginall 99. To Vicar Blunder Those iron Lungs of thine and throat of brasse To whose crackt bore loud Stentors wind-pipe was But a small Reed cannot with vengeance sacke Our garnisht wals or painted windows cracke Whereat thou weep'st as if the fervent paine Of zealous griefe did melt thy Leaden braine Yet as a puddle soone congeales to Ice Thou straight art hardned to thy quaffing vice Thus deepe mouth'd Thumper after fruitlesse paine In hunting Counter fals to 's lappe againe 100. On Iohn the Warrener falne in love with Ioane the Net-worker T'Intrap poore creatures he accounts no sin But is himselfe now taken with a Gin. 101. To the Lord Uerulam Had I a tongue of all Frier Bacons brasse Which should they say have wal'd this Iland round I scarcely could how deepe thy knowledge was With all the strength of such an Organ sound Fame cannot do 't her trumpet it would split Why then should words blow wind on such a wit 105. To Nathaniel Carpenter on his Geography So well I like the structure of thy Spheare Whereon thou seem'st an obeliske to reare To thy fames wonder that my Muse preferres Thy skill before th' Ephesian Carpenters 106. To a Tell-tale Thy glowing eares to hot contention bent Are not unlike red Herings broyl'd in Lent 107. To Baull the Cryer In thy rude Parish as thou dost professe Thou' rt like the Baptist in the wildernesse Yet ere for conscience off thy head should go Thou wouldst not cry Oyes but roare out No. 108. To our King CHARLES YOur royall Father our right Atlas was And you as high this happy Realme sustaine Whose wisedomes glory as a gemmy glasse For noblest Kings out-shines the Arctick waine So though bright Iupiter were set the skies Could lacke no lustre when the Sunne did rise 109. On deafe Ioan the Ale-wife She prates to others yet can nothing heare Iust like a sounding Iugge that wants an eare 110. Copernicus his opinion Copernicus did thinke those Orbes above Stood as Spectators while the earth did move Nor did he farre from ground of reason stray Sith earth takes paines and Heav'n keeps holy-day 111. To our Prince CHARLES RIch summe of
all our hopes on Earth Great Heire of England at your birth Heaven put his cloudy tresses by And smil'd on us with open skie Whilst all the Planets seem'd to throw Their golden radiance at your brow A cleare presage that favours shall From Heaven upon your Highnesse fall And thence on us reflecting glance On the glibbe Ocean into France 112. To Sir THOMAS OVER BURY on his Wife Others by Children lengthen out their life Thou onely art eterniz'd by thy wife 113. To Zounds the Swaggerer What dost thou meane to revell roare and spend To drinke and drabbe and sweare so wilt thou rend Thy way to Hell The Devill will spy day At a small hole and snatch his Chuck away 114. To the same What Gulfe's within thee that thou swallow'st so Is it to drowne all thirst before thou goe To that Infernall hot-house such a ground Of reason's deeper than I list to sound 115. A point of hard fortune A thiefe that of a Ramme had gelt the Flock And ty'd him 'bout his necke upon a Rocke Laid his fat load intending there to rest His weary shoulders but the captive beast Straining and struggling for release at last Beyond the pointed stone his body cast Whose weight crusht out the fellons breath anon That was both strangely hang'd and dy'd o' th' Stone 116. To George Slanders on his Marriage Thy basenesse us'd thy Friend in hostile sort But hath not Wedlocke snar'd the Woodcock for 't 117. To Th. Ch. Esquire Your noble Genius holds as doth appeare The very shadows of the Muses deare Who with proud maintenance have leaven'd those That scarce will give you thankes in humble Prose Nor in high Verse can doe 't So on a sinke Shines lovely Phoebus though his object stinke 118. To Shakespeare Thy Muses sugred dainties seeme to us Like the fam'd Apples of old Tantalus For we admiring see and heare thy straines But none I see or heare those sweets attaines 119. To the same Thou hast so us'd thy Pen or shooke thy Speare That Poets startle nor thy wit come neare 120. To Aston Cokaine Esquire He that with Learning Vertue doth combine May though a Laick passe for a divine Piece of perfection Such to all mens sight Appeares your selfe who if you take delight In these composures your applausive show Will stampe conceits and make them currant goe 121. The World The World 's a Forrest maim'd with fatall strokes Where Wolves and Foxes are wilde youths desires Where dead men Ashes are the living Oakes And Cats and Women are but scratching Bryers 122. On Blinkes a pretender to Poetry He nine wayes lookes and needs must learned be That all the Muses at one view can see 123. To William Coke Esquire IF Gallants would your wayes of goodnesse chuse Each Gentleman would gentle manners use And to our honour th' English Court would be A High-gate leading to faire curtesie 124. An Epitaph on Mris. Hope Alford Keep off prophaner feete here sleeping lyes A sacred Nimph that vertue did adore And treasur'd all the blessings of the skies Whose well-fraught vessell hasting to the shore Strucke deepe into these Sands but with a tyde Of glory shall be rais'd and stellifi'd 125. Peace and Warre Weapons in peace grow hungry and will eate Themselves with rust but War allowes them meate 126. An adumbration of Mans life As 't pleas'd the Father of all lights he made Man as a Gnomon and his life the shade Which when it hath bin this and that way throwne In any projects with a breath is gone 127. Dulman to Ignoramus Friend thou this Terme the brabbling Boores hast gelt And grow'st so fat thy belly rots thy Belt 128. Ignoramus his reply What should I do but geld them when so kind The Rustickes are to give me wealth for wind 129. To Sir Iohn Fitzherbert of Narbury SOme worthy cause doth make your Country hold Your selfe so deare It is sweet curtesie And goodnesse that adornes you more than gold And wins more honour than a crowne can buy For though great vices titles rot the fame Of vertue keeps her sound and spreads her name 130. An Epitaph on Foxe the Tinker Here under resteth deep-earth'd in his grave A Foxe old and wily that smell'd of a Knave Yet every day mending grew holier of late And took's hammer with him to knocke at Heav'n gate 131. On Pride Why Pride to others doth her selfe prefer The reason 's cleare she 's heire to Lucifer 132. The Miller to the King Scorne not the Miller King for thou with wind Thy Mill-like frame dost move and viands grind Into thy stomackes bag and Death that takes Toule in a Coffin no distinction makes 133. On Captayne Milward lying dead upon Trent banke Behold like treasure in the Banke a sonne Of Mars that had his fathers honor wonne Out of the fire yet in water dy'd And thus his thirst of glory satisfi'd 134. On the same For thy deaths sake noble friend Be no man before his end Happy thought though flattering fame Fixe amongst the Starres his name He that leanes on wealth or strength Breakes his staffe and fals at length 133. To Iohn Milward Esquire Though natures force for such a brothers fate Your teares exact yet cease to macerate Your selfe the water-Nymphs enough for all Will weep and keep a fluent funerall 136. To Doctor Donne Thy Muses gallantry doth farre exceed All ours to whom thou art a Don indeed 137. To the Lords of the privy Councell You that the eyes of this faire Iland are How much concernes it you to have a care That you from filmes of ignorance be free From pearles of pride and rhumes of gluttonâ— Nor in the flatterers Fennell take delight But hearbe of Grace that makes a perfit sight 138. The foure Elements Natures large Empire of Tetrarchy Of Elements consists that mutually Make warre what wise man then can hope for rest Whom foure unruly Naturals molest 139. On a good Phisitian over-match't with an ill wife All Hearbs that painefull Dioscorides Or Theophrast or twenty such as these Have ere described his vast Learning knewes Yet almost hath forgot where Hearts-case growes 140. On Nell Lusty Charons unwearied Boate to burning Hell Carryed all commers so does rampant Nell 141. On Celestiall bodies Some make the Heaven a Quintessentiall frame And some the Starres but Elementall fire Who would the Probleme cleare let him the same Of Lucifer the Morning Starre enquire 142. Death a sure friend The Flesh and Spirit ever fighting are But Death soone parts them Is 't not then a friend That our dull terrene muster off doth pare And makes the flame-like forme to Heaven ascend 143. A Cure for Impatience Who Patience wants a Rod to him preferre And let him Angler turne or Schoole-master 144. On the same Who would be patient waite he at the Poole For Bull-heads or on Block-heads in the Schoole 145. To I. P. an old Fencer Jacke thou hast often ventur'd for the Prize Of Fortitude
Tyrants In the Red Sea sterne Pharaoh dy'd and in Christs blood was drown'd that cursed Tyrant Sinne. 45. Gods Image Likenesse breedes love and therefore God did make Man as his Image that he thence might take A deare occasion in deepe love to fall With his high Lord whose grace surmounts to all 46. Of Divine Precepts How good is God! whos 's every sweete command Doth with the soules and bodies safety stand Whose true and happy preservation lies In antidotes of vertuous exercise But vice is like a worme that Canker sets Into the Bone and harder Conscience frets 47. Of Repentance Put not Repentance off till thou beest old For such Devotion heartlesse growes and cold Nor ere shall that man for a wise one passe That layes much treasure on a tyred Asse 48. On Worldlings Like Gideons troopes which off the Captaine cast For bending Beast-like to the ground to tast The Crystall River is the wretched crew Of Worldlings which with downe-cast mindes pursue Their wretched treasure that like water flowes By course and from them with a murmure goes 49. On the same Rich Worldlings are poore Snakes sustain'd alone With shining dust and downe to basenesse throwne 50. Prosperity perilous King Saul his sonnes and other Chieftaines more Fell under wounds upon Mount Gilboa And when in high prosperity we soare Well may we feare a downfall and decay For honours Bubble swelling ne're so high Breakes with a pricke and out the winde must flye 51. Affliction profitable A fishes Gall blind Tobit cur'd and so Bitter affliction lends us light to know The World and all its fashood that in lieu Of promis'd Roses sticks our breasts with Rue 52. On the same The higher that the Deluge rose More upward did the Arke ascend So in the deepest waves of woe More Heaven-ward our affections tend And sad affliction oft doth prove A beaten path to joyes above 53. Paine before pleasure Vigills and Fasts to joyfull feasts make way And Earths short paines to Heav'ns long Holiday 54. Of Riches Like Sparrowes Dung that seel'd up Tobits sight Is wealth whose love our soules becloudeth quite And with pollution so belimes her wings That heavily she mounts to heavenly things 55. Ioseph in Prisan to Pharaoh's Butler at liberty Whilst we in Prison fettered lay Our loves were fast and thou didst say Thou surely wouldst if ever grac't Againe relieve me but thou hast Let slip thy promise and my paine Though Pharaoh's Cuppe thou holdst againe Thus Royall favours Sunne-shine makes In Dunghill mindes ungratefull snakes Of Libertines in office set And cuppes make men their friends forget 56. On Tobias his Fish The Entrailes of this Fish once laid on fire Caus'd all infernali Spirits to retire So a zeale-burning heart the fiends doth quell And a good liver feares no bugges of Hell 57. The Devills child the Devills lucke Iudas that did the Khapsacke beare Like a false-hearted Souldier The bloody colours did forgoe Of his deare Lord to serve his foe For helish pay yet in the close Had not one crosse to helpe his woes But with his empty bagge by 's side Was hang'd and broke and poorely dy'd 58. On Avarice Greedy Gehazies snow-white Leprosie Fairely resembleth foulest Covetize That makes men lame to workes of Charity And hoares our haires ere age their colour dyes 59. A false World This crooked World is serpentine And poysons doth with pleasures deale Just as the Snake doth brightly shine Yet banefull venome doth concile So one faire fruit deform'd us all Whence all our lives like leaves doe fall 60. Of Religion Religion is a golden chaine to binde With tenne strong linkes all Adams stubborne kinde 61. On Saint Stephen stoned Some men are beaten to this world but here 's One that was battered to the heavenly spheares Whose prayers faster than the stones did fly Vollyed for entrance to the opening sky Nor did poore halfe-dead Isaac more rejoyce To see the Ramme and heare the Angels voyce Than Stephen did to see the Lambe once slaine For our sins guilt with his triumphant traine Well might he joy that was within a small Stones cast of Heaven whence treasured blessings fall 62. Pride and Humility Mountaines their tallnesse loose but vallies grow Higher by ruines on their bosome cast And climbing pride comes tumbling downe below But humble goodnesse will reach Heaven at last 63. Divine Wisedome Moses his reall Serpent had the power Those other made by Magicke to devoure And Gods transcendent wisedome doth containe All others knowledge as a boundlesse maine Which never Creature strove to passe but fell Short in his Voyage lost in darkest Hell 64. Ignorance the Divels foole The Divell in darke ignorance delights And as sterne Nahash once the Gileadites Right eyes required so endeavours he Knowledge to quench and arts dexterity 65. Of Mahomets Religion Like to that thousand-slaying Asses jaw Which Sampson brandisht is the sencelesse Law Of Mahomet which more weake soules hath slaine Than th' Alcaron doth witlesse words containe 66. On Iacobs wrestling Iacob that Esau had supplanted first With confidence well fortify'd now durst Encounter with an Angell and doth beare The blessed prize away though lam'd he were Yet no discomfort could him hence dismay Sith such maim'd souldiers shall have heavenly pay 67. On the same Iacob went halting that he might not fly Farre from his Lord that loves such company 68. Mans life in the lapse On Tigris banke when once Tobias sate Of slippery life he well might meditate Which faster than that swiftest river flowes With downe-right course to death nor Eddy knowes 69. Of the Pillar of Salt the remainder of Lots Wife What object 's this that doth assault my sense With feare the monument of her offence Who with good Lot did from lewd Sodome goe Yet for apostacy was pillory'd so Warning us all to season with this Salt Our ranke affections and avoyde her fault 70. Of a Carnalist How like is he a wanton life that leades To hoary Iordan that the flowery meads Clippes in his progresse yet doth swiftly tend To the dead sea and makes a bitter end 71. Seths Pillars Seths famous Pillars that inscribed stood With Learning and Religion scap'd the floud For though both Gold and Silver feele decay Faire knowledge may be clipt nere washt away 72. Of Drunkards Drunkards are like to leaking shippes and in Great danger to be sunke in seas of sinne 73. Worldly pleasure As Ioab Amaziah did embrace And stabbe together so with flattering face False pleasure courts us but with paine the whiles Wounds whom she wooes slaughters when she smiles 74. Not too fast Swift as a sylvan Roe was Asahel Yet overtooke by Fate he wounded fell In following Abner For in veyle of night Close by the ground flyes death and puts to flight The bold'st pursuers and from life of grace Too frequently they fall that honour chase 75. To an Epicure Thy belly is thy God thine appetite All thy Religion which with tooth and
nayle Thou followest and with an eager zeale Dost sacrifice to Riot day and night Nor wilt surcease till death his speare hath tost In thy vast paunch or way and weapon lost 76. Ill enough at the best The Skinnes of beasts that sacrificed were Were plucked off but when we best appeare The services which we to God advance Are skinned ore with veyles of ignorance Pride and hypocrisie so much we prove Strangers to simple truth and naked love 77. Solace in solitude The Coale-blacke Raven in the desart fed Elias but that glory-glittering Dove Those soules doth cherish that are sequestred From worldly toyes and fixt on joyes above 78. No truth in the World False-hearted Laban in faire Rachels stead Put bleare-ey'd Leah on his patient friend So though the World much blisse hath promised With blind conceite it gulls us in the end 79. Comfort in selfe conquest On troubled waters could not Noahs Dove Take rest but in the Arke that did containe A wildernesse of Creatures leagu'd in love Nor will that Dove-like comforter remaine Save that in brest whose wild affections be Bound to tame peace yet strike sweet harmony 80. An Ocean of Wine Wine is a Drunkard is an in-land maine With pleasure tost but wracking him with paine 81. Christs rising and setting When Christ did rise at midnight day did spring With strange light when he crosly set againe Day gloom'd to night under whose threatning wing The sad earth quak'd as conscious of his paine Right Sun of Heaven from whose blest course proceed Both light and shade Right Sun of Heav'n indeed 82. To the Heavenly Host exulting at our Saviours Birth Cease your loud joyes Celestials cease Your noyse disturbes the Prince of peace Whose teares which who can singing view His cheekes sweet rosaryes bedew And at whose plaints th'empassion'd stones Are chaf'd to droppes and melt with mones Yet haile deare cause of pretious joyes For those thy vollying sighes and cryes Doe force the ports of Heaven to sly Open and make us way thereby To blisse and that thy pearly raine Doth our robb'd soules enrich againe Then doe not yet Celestials cease Your mirth proclaimes the Prince of peace 83. Of the beatificall Vision Peace Epicures cease Stoicks with the rest Of Ancients to make knowne what makes you blest Your chiefe goods are but empty dreames but mine A reall vision glorious and Divine 84. To Herod Murtherer of the Innocents Fie brutish Tyrant sheath thy blade So drunke with former slaughters made That now it doth at rand on fall On the most harmelesse things of all The Son of Heaven 's without thy spheare And thou but idlely beat'st the aire With threats but mothers groanes and cryes That vapour to the vengefull skies From swollen Clouds shall head-long downe With Lightning burst and blast thy Crowne 85. Patient and prudent A suffering man is like the Beare-starre slow To move yet such as may discrection show 86. To the blessed Virgin at her purification Why favourite of Heaven most faire Dost thou bring fowles for Sacrifice Will not the armefull thou dost beare That lovely Lambe of thine suffice 87. On Mary Magdalen weeping c. How fast doth Mary let her floud-gates goe As if the bottome of her love to shew Catching with golden nets O rich device That pretious prey true bird of Paradise 88. To Iordan wherein Christ was baptized Iordan that in the Type of Heaven dost spring And of all rivers mayst be stiled King Crown'd with thine owne delightfull plants that lave And deckt their tresses in thy glassy wave How happy wast thou that the King of Kings More sweet more faire than all thy meads springs Was dipt in thee Thenceforth thy current should Have stood for Iasper set in bankes of gold 89. Flesh to dust Death a strange Miller flesh to dust doth grind How not with water but defect of wind 90. Comfort in calamity In frosty times most starry fires are seene And when afflictive sorrowes are most keene God comfort daignes and so to us doth show His lightfull face that we his favour know 91. Of Heaven When I admire some starres whose magnitude Doth the earths vastnesse many times include And those least Lights more radiant to behold Than Diamonds or Diadoms of gold Me thinkes I feele my lightned heart inflame Of rapture mount to that illustrious frame Yet fall backe like a dying sparke that must Be turn'd to ashes and confus'd with dust But Othe wonder when the pavements are So rich how glorious how transcending faire Is the great Chamber and how bright that face Where pretious beames of beauty glory grace Are sweetly all as flowers for sacrifice Commixt and offered to joy-ravisht eyes 92. To a serpentine Sychophant Thou liv'st by doing others deadly wrong At great mens Tables with thy banefull tongue And yet dependest as thou dar'st averre On Heavens full hand to be thy Caterer That threats to shake thee for detested trickes As Paul the Viper into burning Styx A generall benefit Moses prescrib'd that holy fumes should be Temper'd and mixt in equall quantity Whereby in a sweet sence is understood That equally we share the Soveraigne blood Of Christ that doth the beggers soule refine Pure as the Kings whose gold-girt temples shine 94. The power of prayer Our prayers are as fired shafts that shall Make that old Serpent like to Python fall 95. An invitation to happinesse Me thinkes I see a glittering troope of Saints Beckning to me from Heavens gilt battlements To hasten to them Here they seeme to say Is the springs flourish Summers lightsome ray The Autumnes plenty with the Winters ease And all that may the high-wrought phansie please Who then pure treasures dost preferre to toyes Mend thy dull pace and minde this place of joyes 96. Evill Objects infectious As those that gaze on bloody galled eyes Become obnoxious to their maladies So on lewd precedents who oft will looke Shall lewdnesse catch and learne it without booke 97. Peter at the transfiguration What fulgour's this what harmelesse lightning's here Hath Phaebus vaulted from his radiant spheare To gaze here on my Lord or onely spread His rich flame-coloured mantle on the head Of happy Tabor Hence dull shadowy toyes Of mirth give me these pure illustrious joyes To shine with Moses and Elias still And keepe a high-day on this Heavenly hill 98. The Covetous to sublime contemplators As to his eye who yellow glasse applies Sees all things of that golden colour so When thoughts of profit taint our phantasies We onely are well seene in things below But in Celestiall matters blind as Moles That hunt for Wormes and haunt obscurest holes 99. Of the Wedding Ring This precious Embleme well doth represent That evennesse that Crownes us with content Which when it wanting is the sacred yoake Becomes uneasie yet with ease is broake 100. Pharaohs Daughter finding yong Moses in the Water What pretty pledge of love swimmes here Deepely engag'd How every teare Shines in the
casket as a Iemme Doth in my Fathers Diadem How like hope in Pandoraes boxe Lovely it lookes More hard than rockes Were they whose hearts would not relent At sight of such an Innocent Come little Angell thou with me Shalt shine in Heaven of Royalty And with great Pharaohs Crowne shalt play That mayst beare rule another day And as I thee from waters rage My name preserve from wracke of age 101. To ambitious favourites Looke favourites that ever climbing are On Absolon hung by the lockes on high For so your actions goe against the haire And danger hangs upon your dignity 102. On the skales that fell from Pauls eyes These skales th' old Serpents were who when they fell Did cast his slough on earth and slipt to Hell 103. On Iezabell to Ladies How far'd proud Iezabell whole dayes that spent In pruning painting courting of her glasse Was not her flesh t'an odious excrement Concocted and ejected on the grasse Ladies such faults wipe off as did at end This Queene of Pride and dogg'd her to her end 104. Iphtah meeting his Daughter after Victory Ah ruthfull object that doth dart A thousand horrours to my heart Poore harmelesse haplesse child must thou Make good thy Fathers ill-made vow And shall I such rash breath fulfull Deare Heaven avert it Yet I will And must although with trembling hands I shake in sunder natures bands But to thy memory each day Full summes of sorrows must I pay And when salt teares have drain'd mine eyes Make Fountaines poore with fresh supplyes 105. The worlds entertainement The World resembles Iael in her tent And entertaines us with like complement Feeds us and covers us while close we lye Strecht on the dull couch of obscurity But when we sleepe fast faster to the ground Our heads and hearts doe fixe and both confound 106. Iohn Baptists Head This was a Cryers head and still doth cry For vengeance on the crowne of tyranny 107. Christ Crucified How quaintly Heaven his fairest jewels sets To the Worlds view betwixt two counterfets With two pale Pendants hangs this radiant stone Yet makes his foyle takes glory but of one Strange Rocke that in our wildernesse of sinne Strucke with the rod of Justice from within His precious Caves poures liquid life to ground Whose Cataracts to highest Heaven resound Out-buying with fine golden rivers price All floods all fruits all states of Paradise Deare Mates that through these worldly billows steere Bend to this Rocke or else ye shipwracke here Let my kind Muse the singing Syren prove To draw you on with charming lines of love Haile true Celestiall Comet which of old Such flights of ravisht spirits have foretold That by thy bloody streaming in the aire Dost make the blacke Prince of his Realme despaire In lifes sad Night he cannot wander farre From joy that sailes by this transfixed starre 108. An upstroke to his soule Up Dove-like soule and make thy Saviours side Thy restfull Arke his sprinkled blood thy guide Bath in this balme th'enflamed eyes of Lust Thy Plumes of pride thy feete of lame distrust Harke how the bubling Current chides thy stay In thine owne sound and murmurs at delay See how his armes are for thy welcome spread And how he beckons with enclining head Vrge then thy flight thy paines will not be lost Nor love want comfort though thy Lord be lost 109. On our Saviours Crosse. Our Saviours Crosse beguilt with guiltlesse blood Was fram'd as some write of foure kinds of wood Palme Cedar Cypresse Olive which might show That blessings thence to the foure parts should flow Of the vast world and from the foure windes should Christs flocke be fetcht to his thrice-blessed Fold 110. Of the terrours at the Death of our Saviour What tempest 's this that from the Tree of Death Would shake this fruit of Life what angry breath Of Heav'n teares up my tender-rooted heart Doth the rude world into confusion start Or Nature bending to her finall wracke Heare the maine Engine of her motion cracke The Temple rends its cloaths the Rocks that were Angry at harder hearts their Centers teare Heav'ns blood-shot eye winkes close for griefe and dread The Earth grows sicke and vomits up her dead The Sea howles out while the loud winds in rage Hisse at those Actors on their Tragicke Stage That having lost both shape and reasons sparke In that blacke day seeme Dragons in the darke O poisonous sinne whose force the solid ground Thus breakes and threats whole Nature to confound 111. On the Spunge filled with Vinegar Mans life is like this Spunge and steepes It selfe in woes when crusht he weepes 112. The anguish of Conscience Who with a guilty soule to bed doth goe Fares like a Nightingale with tender brest Vpon a thorne and takes as little rest But with lesse straines of Musicke more of woe 113. Man unnaturally revengefull Nature some creatures terrible doth make With hornes and hoofes tusks wherewith they take Bloody revenge and worke each others woe But no such native terrours man doth show Yet to harsh mischiefe is most bent of all And with a vengeance most unnaturall 114. Our Saviours Parentage This flower of Iesse had his blessed birth From Heaven deriv'd though planted here on Earth Resembling those whereof fam'd Maro sings Whose beauties beare th'enscribed names of Kings 115. Faith a fast friend Of Moses body God tooke care Nor would allow the Fiend a share In it much lesse will he forgoe A soule deare-bought with deadly woe If but her hand of faith be laid On his strong Arme that all doth ayde 116. Sinnes attendants Sinne hath three Bond-maids Feare Guilt and Shame That dayly follow duely haunt the same But be I rather joylesse left alone Than on the left hand goe so waited on 117. Of silence Iohns Birth made glad long-silent Zachary And grace attends on Taciturnity 118. Belly cease thy grumbling God that for every Beast provided meate Before their Master Man had ought to eate Shew'd us how small a care is requisite For things that please the rambling appetite For man that beares a Queene-like Soule should have Small stomacke to become his bodies slave 119. True Knowledge The Temples Windows on their inner side Farre larger than without thereby imply'd That in Gods Church appeares the vitall light Of Truth without it shades of Death and night 120. The Soules Center Our bodies in the flitting ayre can take No rest nor in the flowing water make Abode but on the solid Earth remaine Whose ground-worke doth the unweildy world sustaine No more can Soules for lasting joyes design'd In watry wealth or airy honour find Sure comfort but in him that all things moves Must rest and there concenter all their loves 122. Against prophane jesting Let others scoffe whose joyes are here at best I 'm not for Hell in earnest nor in jest 123. On Iudges To Sir Tho. Mitward In faire Ierusalem the Iudges sate On Thrones erected in the Cities gate With