rare gloryl reach thy happy hand Reach reach I say why doost thou stop or stand Begin thy Bliss and doo not fear the threat His audacioâ—s impudence Of an vncertain God-head onely great Through self-aw'd zeal put on the glistring Pall Of immortality doe not fore-stall As enuious stepdame thy posteritie The souerain honour of Diuinitie This parley ended our ambitious Grandam The Apostasâ—e of Eue. Who only yet did heart and ey abandon Against the Lord now farther doth proceed And hand and mouth makes guilty of the deed A nouice Theef that in a Closet spies A Comparison A heap of Gold that on the Table lies Pale fearfull shiuering twice or thrice extends And twice or thrice retires his fingers ends And yet again returns the booty takes And faintly-bold vp in his cloak it makes Scarce findes the doore with faultring foot hee flies And still looks back for fear of Hu-on cries Euen so doth Eue shew by like fear-full fashions The doubtfull combat of contending Passions She would she would not glad sad coms and goes And long she marts about a Match of Woes But out alasâ— at last she toucheth it And hauing toucht tastes the forbidden bit Another comparison liuely expressing the Fall of Man by the prouocation of his wife Then as a man that from a lofty Clift Or steepy Mountain doth descend too swift Stumbling at somwhat quickly clips som lim Of som deer kinsman walking next to him And by his headlong fall so brings his friend To an vntimely sad and suddain end Our Mother falling hales her Spouse anon Down to the gulf of pitchie Acheron For to the wisht Fruits beautifull aspect Sweet Nectar-taste and wonderfull effect Cunningly adding her quaint smiling glances Her witty speech and pretty countenances She so preuails that her blind Lord at last A morsell of the sharp-sweet fruit doth taste Now suddainly wide-open feel they might Siel'd for their good both soules and bodies sight But the sad Soule hath lost the Character The effects of their disobedience And sacred Image that did honour Her The wretched Body full of shame and sorrow To see it naked is inforçt to borrow The Trees broad leaues wher of they aprons frame From Heav'ns faire ey to hide their filthy shame Alas fond death-lings O! behold how cleer The knowledge is that you haue bought so deer In heav'nly things yee are more blinde then Moals In earthly Owls O! think ye silly soules The sight that swiftly through the earth 's solid centres As globes of pure transparent crystall enters Cannot transpearce your leaves or do ye ween Couering your shame so to conceal your sin Or that a part thus clouded all doth lie Safe from the search of Heav'ns all-seeing ey Thus yet mans troubled dull Intelligence Had of his fault but a confused sense As in a dream after much drink it chances Disturbed spirits are vext with rauing fancies Therefore the Lord within the Garden fair The extraordinary presence of God awakes their drousie soules swallowed vp of Sinne and begins to arraign them Mouing bâ—times I wot not I what ayr But super naturall whose breath diuine Brings of his presence a most certain signe Awakes their Lethargie and to the quick Their self-doom'd soules doth sharply press and prick Now more and more making their pride to fear The frowning visage of their Iudge seuere To seck new-refuge in more secret harbors Among the dark shade of those tusting arbors Adam quoth God with thundring maiesty Where art thou wretch what doost thou answer me Thy God and Father from whose hand thy health Thou hold'st thine honour and all sorts of wealth At this sad summon's wofull man resembles Description of the horrible effects of a guilty Conscience summoned to the presence of God A bearded rush that in a riuer trembles His rosie checks are chang'd to earthen hew His dying body drops an yeie deaw His tear-drown'd eys a night of clouds bedims About his eares a buzzing horror swims His fainted knees with feeblenes are humble His faultring feet doe slide away and stumble He hath not now his free bold stately port But down-cast looks in fearfull slauish sort Now nought of Adam doth in Adam rest He feel's his senses pain'd his soule opprest A confus'd hoast of violent passions iarr His flesh and spirit are in continuall warre And now no more through conscience of his error He hears or feesth ' Almighty but with terror And loth he answers as with tongue distraught Confessing thus his fear but not his fault O Lord thy voice thy dreadfull voice hath made Adams answerâ— Me fearfull hide me in this couert shade For naked as I am O most of might I dare not come before thine awfull sight Naked quoth God why faith-less renegate God vrgeth the cause of his deiection and feare Apostate Pagan who hath told thee that Whence springs thy shame what makes thee thus to run From shade to shade my presence still to shun Hast thou not tasted of the learned Tree Whereof on pain of death I warned thee O righteous God quoth Adam I am free Adams reply excusing himself and couertly imputing his Guilt to God Examination of Eue who excuseth her self likewise on another From this offence the wife thou gauest me For my companion and my comforter She made me eat that deadly meat with her And thou quoth God O! thou frail treacherous Bride Why with thy self hast thouseduâ—'t thy Guide Lord answers Eue the Serpent did intice My simple frailty to this sinfull vice Mark heer how He who fears not who reform An example for Indges Magistrates His high Decrees not subiect vnto form Or stile of Court who all-wise hath no need T' examine proof or witnes of the deed Who for sustaining of vnequall Scale Dreads not the Doom of a Mercuriall Yer Sentence pass doth publikely conuent Confront and hear with ear indifferent Th' Offenders sad then with iust indignation Pronounceth thus their dreadfull Condemnation The Sentence of the supreame Iudge against the guilty Prisoners and first of all against the Serpent Ah cursed Serpent which my fingers made To serue mankinde th' hast made thy self a blade Wherewith vain Man and his inueigled wife Self-parricids haue reft their proper life For this thy fault true Fountain of all ill Thou shalt be hatefull'mong all creatures still Groueling in dust of dust thou ay shalt feed I 'le kindle war between the Womans seed And thy fell race hers on the head shall ding Thine thine again hers in the heel shall sting Rebel to me vnto thy kindred curst Against the Woman False to thy husband to thy self the worst Hope not thy fruit so easly to bring-forth As now thou slay'st it hence forth euery Birth Shall torture thee with thousand sorts of pain Each artire sinew muscle ioynt and vain Shall feel his part besides foul vomitings Prodigious longings thought-full languishings With change of colour
compass of three hundred yeers and less And Bugie Argier Oran Thunis Tez Fez Melli Gago Tombut Terminan With hatefull Laws of Heathnish Alcoran If this among the Africans we see Whom cor'ziue humour of Melancholy Doth alwayes tickle with a wanton Lust Although less powr-full in the Paphian Ioust For Propagation for too-often Deed Of Loues-Delight enfeebles much their seed And inly still they feel a Wintery Fever As outwardly a scorching Sommer ever Ghess how much more those whose hoar heads approach And see the turnings of Heav'ns flaming Coach Doe multiply because they seldom venter And but in season Uenus lists to enter And the cold resting vnder th' Artick Star Still Master of the Field in champian War Makes Heat retire into the Bodies-Towr Which there vnited giues them much more powr The North hath exceedingly multiplied in people the South not so For thence indeed Hunns Herules Franks Bulgarians Circassyans Sweues Burgognians Turks Tartarians Dutch Cimhers Normans Alains Ostrogothes Tigurins Lombards Vandals Visigothes Haue swarm'd like Locusts round about this Ball And spoyl'd the fairest Provinces of all While barren South had much a-doot ' assemble In all two Hoasts that made the North to tremble Whereof the One that one-ey'd Champion led Who famous Carthage rais'd and ruined Th' other by Tours Charles Martell martyr'd so That never since could Afrik Army showe Whence our Author taketh occasion to enter into an excellent discourse of Gods wondrous worke in the diuers temperatures qualities complexions and manners of so many Nations in the World O! see how full of Wonders strange is Nature Sith in each Climat not alone in stature Strength hair and colour that men differ doo But in their humours and their manners too Whether that custom into Nature change Whether that Youth to th' Elds example range Or divers Laws of divers Kingdoms vary-vs Or th' influence of Heav'nly bodies cary-vs The Northern-man is fair the Southern foul That 's white this black that smiles and this doth scoul Th' one 's blythe and frolik th' other dull and froward Th' one's full of courage th' other fearfull coward Th' ones hair is harsh big curled th' other 's slender Th' one loveth Labour th' other Books doth render Th' one 's hot and moist the other hot and dry Th' one's Voice is hoarce the other 's cleer and high Th' one's plain and honest th' other all deceipt Th' one 's rough and rude the other handsom neat Th' one giddy-brain'd is turn'd with every winde The other constant never changeth minde Th' one's loose and wanton th' other continent Th' one thrift-less lavish th' other provident Th' one milde Companion th' other stern and strange Like a wilde Wolf loues by himself to range Th' one 's pleas'd with plainness th' other pomp affects Th' one 's born for Arms the other Arts respects But middling folk who their abiding make Between these two of either guise partake And such haue stronger limbs but weaker wit Then those that neer Nyles fertill sides doo sit And opposit more wit and lesser force Then those that haunt Rhines and Danubius shoars For in the Cirque of th' Vniversall City The Southern-man who quick and curious-witty Builds all on Dreams deep Extasies and Traunces Who measures Heav'ns eternall-mouing Daunces Whose searching soule can hardly besuffiz'd With vulgar Knowledge holds the Place of Priest The Northern-man whose wit in 's Fingers settles Who what him list can work in Wood and Mettles Who Salmon-like can thunder counterfait With men of Arms and Artizans is set The Third as knowing well to rule a State Holds grauely-wise the room of Magistrate Th' one to be brief loues studious Theory The other Trades the third deep Policy Yet true it is that since som later lustres Minerua Themis Hermes and his Sisters Haue set as well their Schools in th' Artick Parts As Mars his Lists and Vulcan Shops of Arts. Notable differences betweene the Nations of Europe Nay see we not among ourselues that liue Mingled almost to whom the Lord doth giue But a small Turf of Earth to dwell-vpon This wondrous ods in our condition We finde the Alman in his fight couragious But salable th' Italian too-outragious Suddain the French impatient of delay The Spaniard slowe but subtle to hetray Th' Alman in Counsail cold th' Italian quick The French inconstant Spaniards politik Fine Feeds th' Italian and the Spaniard spares Especially the French German Italian Spaniard Prince-like the French Pig-like the Alman fares Milde speaks the French the Spaniard proud and brave Rudely the Alman and th' Italian grave Th' Italian proud in tyre French changing much Fit-clad the Spaniard and vn-fit the Dutch The French-man braves his Fo th' Italian cheers-him The Alman spoyls the Spaniard never bears-him The French-man sings th' Italian seems to bleat The Spaniard whines the Alman howleth great Spaniards like Iugglers Iett th' Almans like Cocks The French goes quick th' Italian like an Ox Dutch Louers proud th' Italian envious Frolik the French the Spaniard furious Yet would the Lord that Noahs fruitfull Race Causes why the Lord would haue Man-kinde so dispersed ouer All the World Should over-spread th' Earths vniversall Face That drawing so his Children from the crimes Which seem peculiar to their Native Climes He might reveal his grace and that Heav'ns Lights Might well incline but not constrain our sprights That over all the World his Saints alwayes Might offer him sweet Sacrifice of Praise That from cold Scythia his high Name as far Might ay resound as Sun-burnt Zanzibar And that the treasures which strange Soyls produce Might not seem worth-les for the want of vse But that the In-land Lands might truck and barter And vent their Wares about to every Quarter The World compared to a mighty City wherein dwell People of all conditions cōtinually traffiking together exchanging their particular commodities for benefit of the Publike For as in LONDON stuft with euery sort Heer 's the Kings Palace there the Iunes of Court Heer to the Thames-ward all a-long the STRAND The stately Houses of the Nobles stand Heer dwell rich Merchants there Artificers Heer Silk-men Mercers Gold-Smiths Iewellers There 's a Church-yard furnisht with choise of Books Heer stand the Shambles there the Rowe of Cooks Heer wonn Vp-Holsters Haberdashers Horners There Pothecaries Grocers Taylours Tourners Heer Shoo-makers there Ioyners Coopers Coriers Here Browers Bakers Cutlers Felters Furriers This Street is full of DRAPERS that of Diars This Shop with Tapers that with Womens Tyars For costly Toys Silk Stockings Cambrick Lawn Heer 's choice-full Plenty in the curious PAWN And All 's but an Exchange where brieflie no-man Keeps ought as priuate Trade makes all things common So com our Sugars from Canary Iles From Candy Currance Muskadels and Oyls From the Moluques Spices Balsamum From Egypt Odours from Arabia com From India Drugs rich Gemms and Iuorie From Syria Mummie black-red Ebonie From burning Chus From Peru
banks he gate Where for his Cooks Caters and Wayters tho From the foure windes the winged people go Thence to Sareptha where he craves the aid The Widow of Sarepta Of a poor Widow who thus mildely said Alas fain would I but God wot my store Is but of bread for one meal and no more Yet give me saith he giue me som I pray Who soweth sparing sparing reapeth ay Sure a good turn shall never guerdon want A Gift to Needlings is not given but lent T 's a Well of Wealth which doth perpetuall run A fruitfull Field which thousand yeelds for one While thus he said and staid the Widow glad The fruits of Charity Gives to him frankly all the bread she had She lost not by 't for all the Famin-while That rag'd in Tyre her little Flowr and Oyl Decreased not yet had she plenty still For her and hers to feed in time their fill At length befell fel Death to take-away Her onely Son and with her Son her Ioy She prayes her Guest and he implores his God And stretching him vpon the breath-les Lad Thus cries aloud Vouch safe me Lord this boon Restore this child's soule which it seems to-soon Thou hast bereft O! let it not be said That heer for nought I haue so ought been fed Let not my presence be each-where abhorr'd Nor Charity with thee to want Reward As a small seedling of that fruitfull Worm Simile Which of it self fine shining Sleaves doth form By the warm comfort of a Virgin brest Begins to quicken creepeth as the rest Re-spins a-fresh and in her witty loom Makes of her corps her corps a pretious Toomb This Childe no Man but Man's pale Module now With death i th bosom horror on the brow The bait of Worms the Booty of the Beer At sacred words begins his ey to rear Swimming in Death his powrs do re-assemble His spirits rewarm'd with-in his artirs tremble He fetcht a sigh then lively rysing too Talks walks and eats as he was woont to doo Fain would the Mother haue besought the Seer T' have past the rest of his colde Olde-age heer But th' holy spirit him sodain hence doth bring Vnto Samaria to th' incensed King Who rates him thus O Basilisk O Bane Art not thou He that sow'st th' Isaacian Plain With Trouble-Tares Seditious hast not thou The like Imputations in our dayes the blind Popelings and profane â—â— orldlings haue layd vpon the Gospell and the Preachers thereof Profan'd the Laws of our Fore-fathers now Broken all Orders and the Altars bann'd Of th' holy Gods Protectors of our Land Since thy fond Preaching did heer first begin More and more heavie hath Heav'ns anger bin Vpon vs all and Baal blasphem'd by thee Hath since that season never left vs free From grievous Plagues it is a Hellwe feel Our Heav'n is Brass our Earth is all of Steel No no O King if I the Truth shall tell Thou thou art he that troublest Israell Thou give me leave thou and thy Grand-sires mad After strange Gods in every Grove to gad Have left the true wise wondrous all-abroad Omnipotent victorious glorious God Such shall you proue him if you dare oppone All your Baal-Prophets against me but one Content quoth Achab then to Carmel's top The Schismik Priests were quickly called vp Vnto their Baal an Altar build they there To God the Prophet doth another rear Both have their Beasts and by their prayer must prove Whose God is GOD by Fier from Heav'n above The People's eyes and eares and mindes are bent Vpon these Maruails to observe th' euent Maruails which might well cleer the difference That had so long depended in suspence 'Twixt Israel and Iuda and direct Th' Earth how to serue Heav'ns sacred Architect As when two Buls inflamed fiercely-fell Simile Met front to front their forked arms do mell The feeble Heards of Heifers in a maze Twixt hope and fear vnfeeding stand at gaze To see the Fight and censure which do prove The valiantest that he may be their Loue. Baal's baalling Priests call and cry out for life They gash their flesh with Launcet and with knife Baals Priests They cruell make their blood to spin about As Claret wine from a pearç't Peece doth spout And madly shaking heads leggs sides and arms They howling chant these Dithyrambik charms Help help O Baal O Baal attend our cryes Baal hear vs Baal O Baal bow down thine eyes O Stratian Clarian Eleutherian Powrs Panomphaean God approve vs thine thee ours O Epicarpian O Epistatirian Phyxian Feretrian O Exacestirian Xenian Messapian O Lebradean BAAL O Assabine BAAL-SAMEN hear our Call Elijah that their bloody Rites abhord And knowes aright the seruice of the Lord T' appease his wrath he doth not scarre his skin Nor with self-wounds presume his grace to win Nor makes himself vnfitting for his function By selfly stripes as causing more compunction Nor thrild with bodkins raves in frantik-wise And in a furie seems to prophetize But offers God his heart in steed of blood His speech is sober and as milde his mood Cry loud quoth he your God is yet perchance Irâ—nia In a deep sleep or doth in Arms advance Against his Foes th' Egyptian Deïties Or is consulting how to keep the Flies From off his Altar But O Izrael Alas why yoakst thou God with Baal or Bel Alas how long thus wilt thou halt twixt either And fondly mix Darnel and Wheat together In thy Faith's Field If Baal be God indeed Then boldly serue him seek him sole at need But if blew Sea and winged Firmament Th' all-bearing Earth and Storm-breed Element Be but the least Works of th' Almighty hand Of Iacob's God If Heav'n Aire Sea and Land And all in all and all in euery one By his owne finger be sustain'd alone If he have cast those cursed Nations out Which yerst defil'd this fair fat Land about To give it thee to plant thee in their place Why him alone doost thou not ay imbrace And serue him onely in thy Soule and Heart Who in his Love brooks none to share a part The cord vn-twisted weakens and who serves Two Lords at-once to lose them both deserves Baal dead thouseest hears not his Servants call Much less can grant them their Desires at all But Iaacob's God IEHOVA ELOHIM Never deceives their hope that trust in him Hear me therefore O Lord and from above With Sacred Fire thy Soverain powr to prove Consume this Bullock and shewe by the same That thou art GOD and I thy Servant am And to thy Fold thy Churches Lap repeal Thy wandring Flock thy chosen Izrael As falls a Meteor in a Sommer Even Simile A sodain Flash coms flaming down from Heav'n Licks dry the Dikes and instantly at-once Burns all to Ashes both the Altar-stones And th' Offered Bullock and the People fall In zealous fury on the Priests of Baal And by Elijah's prayer soon obtain Rain which so often they had
thick-round Cloud ditect When not of force to thrust their rayes through-out-it In a round Crown they cast them round about-it Like as almost a burning candle put Simile Into a Closet with the door close shut Not able through the boords to send his light Out at the edges round about shines bright But in 's declining when Sols countenance Direct vpon a wat'rish Cloud doth glance A wat'rish Cloud which cannot easily Hold any longer her moist Tympany On the moist Cloud he limns his lightsom front Of the Rainbow and how it is made And with a gawdy Pencill paints vpon 't A blew-green-gilt Bowe bended ouer vs For th' aduerse Cloud which first receiueth thus Apollos rayes the same direct repells On the next Cloud and with his gold it mells Her various coulours like as when the Sun Simile At a bay-window peepeth in vpon A boule of water his bright beams aspect With trembling lustre it doth far reflect Against th' high seeling of the lightsom Hall With stately Fret-work ouer-crustod all On th' other side if the Cloud side-long sit And not beneath or iustly opposite How it comes to passe that sometimes appear diuers Suns and Moones at once To Sun or Moon then either of them Forms With strong aspect double or trebble Forms Vpon the same The Vulgar's then affright To see at once three Chariots of the Light And in the Welkin on Nights gloomy Throne To see at once more shining Moons then one But O fond Mortals Wherefore doo yee striue A check to mans Pride in striuing to yeeld reason in Nature of all these accidents With reach of Sense Gods wonders to retriue What proud desire rather what Furie's drift Boldens you God-less all Gods works to sift I lle not deny but that a learned man May yeeld some Reason if he list to scan Of all that moues vnder Heav'ns hollow Cope But not so sound as can all scruple stop And though he could yet should we euermore Praysing these tools extoll His fingers more Who works withall and many-waies doth giue To deadest things instantly soules to liue True Philosophy for Christians to apply all to their conscience for amendment of life Me thinks I hear when I doo hear it Thunder The voice that brings Swayns vp and Caesars vnder By that Towr-tearing stroak I vnderstand Th' vndaunted strength of the Diuine right hand When I behold the Lightning in the Skies Me thinks I seeth ' Almighties glorious eyes When I perceiue it Rain-down timely showrs Me thinks the Lord his horn of Plenty pours When from the Clouds excessiue Water spins Me thinks God weepes for our vnwept-for sins And when in Heav'n I see the Rain-bow bent I hold it for a Pledge and Argument That neuer more shall Vniuersall Floods Presume to mount ouer the tops of Woods Which hoary Atlas in the Clouds doth hide Or on the Crowns of Caucasus doo ride But aboue all my perced soule inclines When th' angry Heav'ns threat with Prodigious Signes When Natures order doth reuerse and change Preposterously into disorder strange Let all the Wits that euer suckt the brest All the learned in the World cannot out of the school of Nature giue reason for many things that are created in the High and Middle Regiōs of the Aire Of sacred Pallas in one Wit be prest And let him tell me if at least he can By rule of Nature or meer reach of man A sound and certain reason of the Cream The Wooll and Flesh that from the Clouds did stream Let him declare what cause could yerst beget Amid the Aire those drizzling showers of Wheate Which in Carinthia twice were seene to shed Wherof that people made them store of Bread God the great God of Heav'n sometimes delights The true cause of these Prodigies From top to toe to alter Natures Rites That his strange Works to Nature contrary May be fore-runners of some misery The drops of Fire which weeping Heav'n did showr Vpon Lucania when Rome sent the Flowr Exāples drawne out of the Historie of the Romās Iews Turks French both Ecclesiasticall and profane Of Italy into the wealthy Clime Which Euphrates fatts with his fruitfull slime Persag'd that Parthians should the next yeer tame The proud Lucanians and nigh quench their Name The clash of Arms and clang of Trumpets heard High in the Aire when valiant Romans warr'd Victoriously on the now-Canton'd Suisses Cymbrians and Almans hewing all in peeces Gainst Epicures profane assertions showe That 't is not Fortune guides this World belowe Thou that beheld'st from Heav'n with triple Flashes Cursed Olympius smitten all to ashes For Blasphemies 'gainst Th' ONE Eternall-THREE Dar'st thou yet belch against the TRINITIE Dar'st thou profane spit in the face of God Who for blasphemers hath so sharpe a rod Iews no more Iews no more of Abr'ham Sons But Turks Tartarians Scythians Lestrigons Say what you thought what thought you when so long A flaming Sword ouer your Temple hung But that the Lord would with a mighty arm The righteous vengeance of his wrath perform On you and yours that what the Plague did leaue Th' insatiate gorge of Famine should bereaue And what the Plague and Famine both did spare Should be clean gleaned by the hand of War That sucking Infants crying for the teat Self-cruell Mothers should vnkindely eat And that yer long the share and coultar should Rub off their rust vpon your Roofs of gold And all because you cursed crucifi'd The Lord of life who for our ransom dy'd The ruddy Fountain that with bloud did flowe Th' huge Fiery Rock the thundring Heav'ns did throwe Into Liguria and the Bloudy Crosses Seen on mens garments seem'd with open voices To cry aloud that the Turks swarming hoast Should pitch his proud Moons on the Genoan coast The Poet seuere ly taxeth his Countrymen for not marking or not making vse of strange exextrarordinary tokens of Gods imminent displeasure O Frantick France why dost not Thou make vse Of strangefull Signes whereby the Heav'ns induce Thee to repentance Canst thou tear-lesse gaze Euen night by night on that prodigious Blaze That hairy Comet that long streaming Star Which threatens Earth with Famine Plague and War Th' Almighty's Trident and three-forked fire Wherwith he strikes vs in his greatest Ire But what alas can Heauens bear threatnings vrge Sith all the sharpe Rods which so hourely scourge Thy sens-lesse back cannot so much as wrest One single sigh from thy obdurate brest Thou drink'st thine own bloud thine owne flesh thou eatest In what most harms theethy delight is greatest O sens-less Folk sick of a Lethargy Who to the death despise your Remedy Like froward Iades that for no striking stur But wax more restif still the more we spur The more your wounds more your securenes growes Fat with afflictions as an Asse with blowes And as the sledge hardens with strokes the steel So the more beaten still the less ye feel
Then sodainly turnd studious Platonist I hold the Heav'ns of Elements consist What vse of Elements in the Heauens 'T is Earth whose firm parts make their Lamps apparant Their bodies fast Aire makes them all transparant Fire makes their rest-les circles pure and cleer Hot lighsom light and quick in their career And Water ' nointing with cold-moist the brims Of th' enter-kissing turning Globes extreams Tempers the heat caus'd by their rapid turning Which els would set all th' elements a-burning Not that I doo compare or match the Matter Difference between the Elements whereof the Heauens are composed and these inferiour Elements Whence I compose th' All-compassing Theater To those gross Elements which heer belowe Our hand and ey doth touch and see and knowe 'T's all fair all pure a sacred harmony Those bodies bindes in end-less Vnity That Aier's not flitting nor that Water floating Nor Fire inflaming nor Earth dully doating Nor one to other aught offensiue neither But to conclude Celestiall altogether See see the rage of humane Arrogance Detesting the presumption of those curious wits searching these secrets He limits himselfe within the bounds of Christian Sobriety See how far dares man's erring ignorance That with vnbridled tongue as if it oft Had try'd the mettle of that vpper Loft Dares without proof or without reason yeelded Tell of what timber God his Palace builded But in these doubts much rather rest had I Then with mine errour draw my Readerwry Till a Saint Paule doore-descend from Heav'n Or till my self this sinfull roab be reav'n This rebell Flesh whose counterpoize oppresses My pilgrim Soule and euer it depresses Shall see the beauties of that Blessed Place If then I ought shall see saue Gods bright Face But ev'n as many or more quarrels cumber Diuers opinions of the number of the Heauens Th' old Heathen Schools about the Heav'ns number One holds but one making the Worlds Eys shine Through the thin-thicknes of that Crystal line As through the Oceans cleer and liquid Flood The slippery Fishes vp and down doosâ—ud Another iudging certain by his ey And seeing Seav'n bright Lamps moov'd diversly ' Turn this and that way and on th' other side That all the rest of the Heav'ns twinkling pride Keep all one course ingeniously he varies The Heav'ns rich building into eight round Stories Others amid the Starriest Orb perceiuing A triple cadence and withall conceiuing That but one naturall course one body goes Count nine som ten not numbring yet with those Th' empyreall Palace where th' eternall Treasures Of Nectar flowe where ever-lasting Pleasures Are heaped-vp where an immortall May In bliss-full beauties flourisheth for ay Where Life still liues where God his * Assises Sises holds Environ'd round with Seraphins and Soules Bought with his precious blood whose glorious Flight Yerst mounted Earth above the Heav'ns bright Nor shall my faint and humble Muse presume So high a Song and Subiect to assume O fair fiue-double Round sloath's Foe apparant He stoppeth at the contemplation and praise of the Heauens Which he considereth as distinguished into ten stages or Heauens Life of the World Dayes Months and yeers own Parent Thine own selfs model never shifting place And yet thy pure wings with so swift a pase Fly over vs that but our Thought alone Can as thy babe pursue thy motion Infinite finite free from growth and grief Discord and death dance-louer to be brief Still like thy self all thine own in thee all Transparent cleer light law of this lowe Ball Which in thy wide bout bound-les all doost bound And claspâ—st all vnder or in thy Round Throne of th' Almighty I would fain rehearse Thy various Dauies in this very Verse If it were time and but my bounded Song Doubteth to make this Second Day too-long For notwithstanding yet another day I fear som Critick will not stick to say My babbling Muse did sail with every gale And mingled yarn to length her web withall But knowe what e'r thou be that heer I gather The summe of what hath been handled in this booke what is to be vnderstood by the firmament which Moyses describeth in the first of Gen. â— 6 Iustly so many of Gods works together Because by th' Orbe of th' ample Firmament Which round This-Day th' Eternall Fingers pent Between the lower Waters and the higher I mean the Heav'ns the Aire and th' vpper Fire Which separate the Oceans waters salt From those which God pour'd o'r th' Ethereal Vault Yet haue I not so little seen and sought Against those that think there are no waters aboue the firmament Whom he confuteth by diuers Reasons Simile The Volums which our Age hath chiefest thought But that I knowe how suttly greatest Clarks Presume to argue in their learned Works T'o ' r-whelm these Floods this Crystal to deface And dry this Ocean which doth all imbrace But as the beauty of a modest Dame Who well-content with Natures comly Frame And native Fair as it is freely giv'n In fit proportion by the hand of Heav'n Doth not with painting prank nor set-it-out With helps of Art sufficient Fair without Is more prayse-worthy then the wanton glance Th' affected gait th' alluring countenance The Mart of Pride the Periwigs and painting Whence Courtisans refresh their beauties fainting 1. The word of God to be preser red before the voice of man So doe I more the sacred Tongue esteem Though plain and rurall it doe rather seem Then school'd Athenian and Diuinity For onely varnish have but Verity Then all the golden Wit-pride of Humanity Wherewith men burnish their erroneous vanity I 'l rather give a thousand times the ly 2. Gods word meÌ„tioneth waters aboue the firmament To mine own Reason then but once defy The sacred voice of th' ever-lasting Spirit Which doth so often and so loud averr-it That God above the shining Firmament Gen. 1 7 Psal. 104 3 Psal. 148 4 I wot not I what kinde of Waters pent Whether that pure super-celestiall Water With our inferiour haue no likely nature Whether turnd Vapour it haue round embow'd Heav'ns highest stage in a transparent Cloud Or whether as they say a Crystall case Do round about the Heav'nly Orb embrace But with coniectures wherefore strive I thus Can doubtfull proofs the certainty discuss I see not why Mans reason should withstand 3. The power of God ought to be of greater authority then Mans Reason Or not beleeve that Hee whose powrfull hand Bay'd-vp the Red-Sea with a double Wall That Israels Hoast might scape Egyptian thrall Could prop as sure so many waves on high Above the Heav'n Star-spangled Canapy See we not hanging in the Clouds each howr So many Seas still threatning down to pour 4. The consideration of the waters which hang in the Aire and of the Sea which compasseth the Earth Supported only by th' Aier's agitation Selfly too weak for the least waight's foundation See wee not also that
Mercury For ship for shop book bar or Court or Citie Smooth Orator swift Pen-man sweet Musician Rare Artizan deep-reaching Politician Fortunat Marchant fine Prince-humour-pleaser To end his course takes neer a twelue-months leasure For all the while his nimble winged heels Dare little bouge from Phoebus golden wheels And lastly Luna thou cold Queen of night Regent of humours parting Months aright Of the 1. which is the Sphear of Lunâ— The lowest Planet nearest the Earth Chaste Emperess to one Endymion constant Constant in Love though in thy looks in constant Vnlike our Loues whose hearts dâ—ssemble soonest Twelue times a year through all the Zodiak runnest Now if these Lamps so infinite in number Should stil stand-stil as in a sloathfull slumber Then should som Places alwaies in one plight Have alwaies Day and â—om haue alwaies Night Of the necessitie of diuers motions of the Heauens Then should the Sommers Fire and Winters Frost Rest opposite still on the self same Coast Then nought could spring and nothing prosper would In all the World for Want of Heat or Cold. Or without change of distance or of dance If all these Lights still in one path should prance Th' inconstant parts of this lowe Worlds contents Should neuer feel so sundry accidents As the Conâ—unction of celestiall Features Incessantly pours vpon mortall Creatures I 'll n'er beleeve that the Arch-Architect Of the force and influence of the Câ—lestiall body vpon the terrestriall With all these Fires the Heav'nly Arches deckt Onely for Shewe and with these glistering shields T' amaze poor Shepheards watching in the fields I 'll n'er beleeve that the least Flowr that pranks Our Garden borders or the Common banks And the least stone that in her warming Lap Our kind Nurse Earth doth covetously wrap Hath som peculiar vertue of it owne And that the glorious Stars of Heav'n have none But shine in vain and haue no charge precise But to be walking in heav'ns Galleries And through that Palace vp and down to clamber As Golden Gulls about a PRINCES CHAMBER Sens-less is he who without blush denies What to sound senses most apparant lies And 'gainst Experience he that spets Fallacians Is to be hisst from learned Disputations And such is he that doth affirm the Stars To have no force on these inferiours Though heav'ns effects we most apparant see In number more then heav'nly Torches be I nill alleadge the Seasons alteration Sundry proofes of the same 1 The diuers seasons 2 The fearefull accideÌ„ts that coÌ„monly succeede Eclipses Caus'd by the Sun in shifting Habitation I will not vrge that neuer at noon daies His enuious Sister intercepts his Raies But som great State eclipseth and from Hell Alecto looses all these Furies Fell Grim lean-fac't Famine foul infectious Plague Blood-thirsty VVar and Treason hatefull Hag Heere pouring down Woes vniuersall Flood To drown the World in Seas of Tears and Blood I 'l overpass how Sea doth Eb and Flowe 3 The ebbing flowing of the sea As th' Horned Queen doth eyther shrink or growe And that the more she Fills her forked Round The more the Marrow doth in bones abound The Bloud in Veins the sap in Plants the Moisture 4 The increase and decrease of marrow bloud and humours in diuers creatures And lushious meat in Creuish Crab and Oyster That Oak and Elm and Firr and Alder cut Before the Crescent have her Cornets shut Are neuer lasting for the builders turn In Ship or House but rather fit to burn 5. The apparant alterations in the bodies of sick persons And also that the Sick while shee is filling Feele sharper Fits through all their members thrilling So that this Lamp alone approoves what powrs Heav'ns Tapers have even on these soules of ours Temp'ring or troubling as they be inclin'd Our mind and humours humours and our minde Through Sympathy which while this Flesh we carie Our Soules and Bodies doth together marry I 'l only say that sith the hot aspect Of th' Heav'nly Dog-Star kindles with effect A particular proose by the effects of certaine notable stars ordinarily noted in some Moneth of â—he yeare A thousand vnseen Fires and dries the Fields Scorches the Vallies parches-vp the Hills And often times into our panting hearts The bitter Fits of burning Fevers darts And opposit the Cup the dropping Pleiades Bright-glistering Orion and the weeping Hyades Neuer almost look down on our aboad But that they stretch the Waters bounds abroad With Clowdy horror of their wrathfull frown Threatning again the guilty World to drown And to be brief sith the gilt azure Front Of Firmest Sphear hath scarce a spark vpon 't But poureth down-ward som apparant change Toward the Storing of the Worlds great Grange We may coniecture what hid powr is given T' infuse among vs from the other Seaven From each of those which for their vertuerare Th' Almighty placed in a proper Sphear Reiecting the Stoiks he sheweth that God as the first Cause doth order all things and what vse we should make of the force Course Light of the coelesti all bodies Not that as Stoiks I intend to tye With Iron Chains of strong Necessitie Th' Eternal's hands and his free feet enstock In Destinies hard Diamantin Rock I hold that God as The first Cause hath giv'n Light Course and Force to all the Lamps of Heav'n That still he guides them and his Providence Disposeth free their Fatall influence And that therefore the rather we belowe Should study all their Course and Force to knowe To th' end that seeing through our Parents Fall T' how many Tyrants we are waxen thrall Euer since first fond Womans blind Ambition Breaking made Adam break Heav'ns High-Commission We might vnpuff our Heart and bend our Knee T' appease with sighs Gods wrathfull Maiestie Beseeching him to turn away the storms Of Hail and Heat Plague Dearth and dreadfull Arms Which oft the angry Starrs with bad Aspects Threat to be falling on our stubborn necks To give vs Curbs to bridle th' ill proclivitie We are inclin'd-to by a hard Nativitie To pour som Water of his Grace to quench Our boyling Fleshes fell Concupiscence To calm our many passions spirituall tumours Sprung from corruption of our vicious humours Latonian Twinns Parents of Years and Months Heer proceeding to the second part of this book he treateth at large of the Sun and Moon Alas why hide you so your shining Fronts What nill you shew the splendor of your ray But through a Vail of mourning Clouds I pray I pray pul-off your mufflers and your moorning And let me see you in your native burning And my deer Muse by her eternall flight Shal spread as far the glory of your Light As you your selues run in alternat Ring Day after Night Night after Day to bring Thou radiant Coach-man running end-les course Of the Sun entring into the descriptioÌ„ wherof he confesseth that he knowes not well where to begin Fountain
By his example giving vs behest On the Seaventh Day for evermore to Rest. For God remembred that he made not Man Of Stone or Steel or Brass Corinthian But lodg'd our soule in a frail earthen Mass Thinner then Water britteler then Glass He knowes our life is by nought sooner spent Then having still our mindes and bodies bent A Field left lay for som fewe Years will yield The richer Crop when it again is till'd A River stopped by a sluce a space Runs after rougher and a swifter pase A Bowe a while vnbent will after cast His shafts the farther and them fix more fast A Souldier that a season still hath layn Coms with more fury to the Field again Even so this Body when to gather breath One Day in Seav'n at Rest it soiourneth It re-collects his Powrs and with more cheer Falls the next morrow to his first Career But the chief End this Precept aims at is To quench in vs the coals of Covetize That while we rest from all profaner Arts Gods Spirit may work in our retired hearts That wee down-treading earthly cogitations May mount our thoughts to heav'nly meditations Following good Archers guise who shut one ey Simile That they the better may their mark espy For by th' Almighty this great Holy-day Was not ordain'd to daunce and mask and play Against profaners of the Sabaoth To slugg in sloath and languish in delights And loose the Reans to raging appetites To turn Gods Feasts to filthy Lupercals To frantike Orgies and fond Saturnals To dazle eys with Prides vain-glorious splendor To serue strange Gods or our Ambition tender As th' irreligion of loose Times hath since Chang'd the Prime-Churches chaster innocence We ought on the Lords Day atteÌ„d his seruice me ditate on the euerlasting Rest on the workes of God God would that men should in a certain place This Day assemble as before his face Lending an humble and attentiue ear To learn his great Name 's deer-drad Loving-Fear He would that there the faithfull Pastor should The Scriptures marrow from the bones vnfold That we might touch with fingers as it were The sacred secrets that are hidden there For though the reading of those holy lines In private Houses som-what move our mindes Doubtlesse the Doctrine preacht doth deeper pearce Proves more effectuall and more waight it bears The practise of the faithfull in all reformed Churches on the Sabaoth Day He would that there in holy Psalmes we sing Shrill prayse and thanks to our immortall King For all the liberall bounties he bestow'th On vs and ours in soule and body both He would that there we should confess his Christ Our onely Saviour Prophet Prince and Priest Solemnizing with sober preparation His blessed Seals of Reconciliation And in his Name beg boldly what we need After his will and be assur'd to speed Sith in th' Exchequer of his Clemency All goods of Fortune Soule and Body lie He would this Sabbaoth should a figure be The Corporall Rest a figure of the spirituall Of the blest Sabbaoth of Eternity But th' one as Legall heeds but outward things Th' other to Rest both Soule and body brings Th' one but a Day endures the others Date Eternity shall not exterminate Shadows the one th' other doth Truth include This stands in freedom that in seruitude With cloudy cares th' one 's muffled vp som-whiles The others face is full of pleasing smiles For never grief nor fear of any Fit Of the least care shall dare come neer to it 'T is the grand Iubilé the Feast of Feasts Sabbaoth of Sabbaoths end-less Rest of Rests Which with the Prophets and Apostles zealous The constant Martyrs and our Christian fellows Gods faithfull Seruants and his chosen Sheep In Heav'n we hope within short time to keep He would this Day our soule sequestered Meditation of the workes of God especially on the day of Rest. From busie thoughts of worldly cares should read In Heav'ns bow'd Arches and the Elements His bound-less Bounty Powr and Providence That every part may as a Master teach Th' illiterat Rules past a vulgar reach Com Reader sit com sit thee down by mee Exhortation to this Meditatiâ— with the vse and profit thereof Think with my thoughts and see what I doo see Hear this dumb Doctor study in this Book Where day and night thou mai'st at pleasure look And therby learn vprightly how to liue For every part doth speciall Lessons giue Even from the gilt studs of the Firmament To the base Centre of our Element Seest thou those Stars we wrongly Wandring call The Planets teach vs to follow the will of God Though diuers wayes they daunce about this Ball Yet ever more their manifold Career Follows the Course of the First Mouing Sphear This teacheth thee that though thine own Desires Be opposit to what Heav'ns will requires Thou must still striue to follow all thy dayes God the first Mover in his holy wayes The Moon teacheth that we haue not any thing that we haue not receiued Vain puff of winde whom vaunting pride bewitches For Bodies beauties or Mindes richer Riches The Moon whose splendor from her Brother springs May by Example make thee vail thy wings For thou no less then the pale Queen of Nights Borrow'st all goodnes from the Prince of Lights Wilt thou from Orb to Orb to th' Earth descend The Elementary fire and ours where our happinesse and where our misery consists Behold the Fire which God did round extend As neer to Heav'n the same is cleer and pure Ours heer belowe sad smoaky and obscure So while thy Soule doth with the Heav'ns converse It 's sure and safe from every thought perverse And though thou won heer in this world of sinn Thou art as happy as Heav'ns Angells been But if thy minde be alwayes fixed all On the foul dunghill of this darksom vale It will partake in the contagious smells Of th' vnclean house wherin it droops and dwells If enuious Fortune be thy bitter foe The Aire that afflictions are profitable for vs. And day and night do toss thee to and fro Remember th' Aire coâ—â—â—reth soon except With sundry Windes it be oâ—t swing'd and swept The Sea which somtimes down to Hell is driv'n The Sea that we ought for no respect to transgresse the Law of God And somtimes heaues afroathy Mount to Heav'n Yet never breaks the bounds of her precinct Wherin the Lord her boisterous arms hath linkt Instructeth thee that neither Tyrants rage Ambition's windes nor golden vassallage Of Auarice nor any love nor fear From Gods Command should make thee shrink a hair The Earth which never all at once doth moue The Earth that we should be constant Though her rich Orb received from aboue No firmer base her burthen to sustent Then slippery props of softest Element By her example doth propose to thee A needfull Lesson of true Constancy The Eares of Corne
and Agent of all accidents With whom at once the three-fold times doe fly And but a moment lasts Eternity O God behold me that I may behold Thy crystall face O Sun reflect thy gold On my pale Moon that now my veiled eys Earth-ward eclipst may shine vnto the skies Ravish me Lord O my soules life reviue My spirit a-space that I may see a-lyue Heav'n yer I die and make me now good Lord The Eccho of thy all-cel estiall Word The power of Gods spirit in his Prophets and the difference between such the distracted frantike Ministers of Satan With sacred fury suddainly he glowes Not like the Bedlam Bacchanalian froes Who dauncing foaming rowling furious-wise Vnder their twinkling lids their torch-like eys With ghastly voice with visage grizly grim Tost by the Fiend that fier cely tortures them Bleaking and blushing painting shreeking swouning With wrath-les wounds their sense-les members wounding But as th' Imperiall Airy peoples Prince With stately pinions soaring hy from hence Cleaues through the clouds and brauely-bold doth think With his firm eye to make the Suns eye wink So Adam mounted on the burning wings Of a Seraphick loue leaues earthly things Feeds on sweet Aether cleaues the starry sphears And on Gods face his eys he fixtly bears His brows seem brandisht with a Sun-like fier And his purg'd body seems a cubit higher Then thus began hee Th' ever-trembling field Adam declares to his Son in how many Daiet the World was created Of scaly folk the Arches starry seeld Where th' All-Creator hath disposed well The Sun and Moon by turns for Sentinell The cleer cloud-bounding Ayr the Camp assign'd Where angry Auster and the rough North-winde Meeting in battail throwe down to the soil The Woods that midling stand to part the broyl The Diapry Mansions where man-kinde doth trade Were built in Six Dayes and the Seav'nth was made The sacred Sabbaoth So Sea Earth and Ayr And azure-gilded Heav'ns Pavilions fair Shall stand Six Dayes but longer diversly Then the dayes bounded by the Worlds bright eye The First begins with me the Seconds morn How many Ages it shall endure Is the first Ship-wright who doth first adorn The hils with Vines that Shepheard is the Third 1. Adam That after God through strange Lands leads his Heard 2. Noah And past mans reason crediting Gods word 3. Abraham His onely Son slayes with a willing sword The Fourth 's another valiant Shepheardling 4. Dauid That for a Cannon takes his silly sling And to a Scepter turns his Shepheards staff Great Prince great Prophet Poet Psalmograph The Fift begins from that sad Princes night 5. Zedechias That sees his children murdred in his sight And on the banks of fruitfull Euphrates Poor Iuda led in Captiue heauiness 6. Messias Hoped Messias shineth in the Sixt Who mockt beat banisht buried cruci-fixt For our foul sins stil-selfly-innocent Hath fully born the hatefull punishment The Last shall be the very Resting-Day Th' Ayr shall be mute the Waters work shall stay 7. Th' Eternall Sabbath The Earth her store the stars shall leaue their measures The Sun his shine and in eternall pleasures We plung'd in Heav'n shall ay solemnize all Th' eternall Sabbaoths end-less Festiuall Considerations of Adam vpon that which shuld be fall his Posterity vnto the end of the first World destroyed by the Flood according to the relation of Moses in Genesis in the 4. 5. 6. and 7. chapters Alas what may I of that race presume Next th' irefull Flame that shall this Frame consume Whose gut their God whose lust their law shall be Who shall not hear of God nor yet of me Sith those outrageous that began their birth On th' holy groundsill of sweet Edens earth And yet the sound of Heav'ns drad Sentence hear And as ey-witness of mine Exile were Seem to despight God Did it not suffize O lust full soule first to polygamize Suffiz'd it not O Lamech to distain Thy Nuptiall bed but that thou must ingrain In thy great-Grand-sires Grand-sires reeking gore Thy cruell blade respecting nought before The prohibition and the threatning vow Of him to whom infernall powrs do bow Neither his Pasports sealed Character Set in the fore-head of the Murderer Courage good Enos re-advance the Standard Of holy Faith by humane reason slaunder'd And troden-down Inuoke th' immortall powr Vpon his Altar warm bloud-offrings pour His sacred nose perfume with pleasing vapour And teend again Trueth 's neer-extinguisht Taper Thy pupil Henoch selfly-dying wholly Earths ornament to God he liueth solely Lo how he labours to endure the light Which in th' Arch-essence shineth glorious-bright How rapt from sense and free from fleshly lets Sometimes he climbs the sacred Cabinets Of the diuine Ideas euer-lasting Having for wings Faith fervent l'rayer and Fasting How at sometimes though clad in earthly clod He sacred sees feels all inioyes in God How at somtimes mounting from form to form In form of God he happy doth transform Lo how th' all-fair as burning all in loue With his rare beauties not content aboue T' haue half but all and ever sets the stairs That lead from hence to Heav'n his chosen heirs Lo now he climeth the supernall stories Adiew deer Henoch in eternall glories Dwell there with God thy body chang'd in quality Of Spirit or Angel puts on immortality Thine eys already now no longer eys But new bright stars doe brandish in the skyes Thou drinkest deep of the celestiall wine Thy Sabbaoth's endless without vail in fine Thouseest God face to face and neervnite To th' ONE-TRINE Good thou liv'st in th' Infinite But heer the while new Angell thou dost leaue Fell wicked folk whose hands are apt to reaue Whose Scorpion tongues delight in sowing strife Whose guts are gulfs incestuous all their life O strange to be beleev'd the blessed race The sacred Flock whom God by speciall grace Adopts for his even they alas most shame-less Do follow sin most beastly-brute and tame-less With lustfull eys choosing for wanton Spouses Mens wicked daughters mingling so the houses Of Seth and Cain preferring foolishly Frail beauties blaze to vertuous modesty From these profane foul cursed kisses sprung A cruell brood feeding on bloud and wrong Fell Gyants strange of haughty hand and minde Plagues of the World and scourges of Man-kinde Then righteous God though ever prone to pa Seeing his milde-ness but their malice harden List plead nolonger but resolues the fall Of man forth-with and for mans sake of all Of all at least the living creatures gliding Along the ayr or on the earth abiding Heav'ns crystall windows with one hand he opes Whence on the World a thousand Seas he drops With th' other hand he gripes and wringeth forth The spungy Globeof th' execrable Earth So straightly prest that it doth straight restore All liquid flouds that it had drunk before In every Rock new Rivers doe begin And to his aid the snowes com tumbling in
manly breast a womans heart possesses And who remorse-less lets at any season The stormy tyde of ragetransport his reason And thunders threats of horror and mishap Hides a Bears heart vnder a humane shape Yet of your God you one-while thus pretend He melts in tears if that your fingers end But akea-while anon he frets he frowns He burns he brains he kils he dams he drowns The wildest Boar doth but one Wood destroy A cruell Tyrant but one Landannoy And yet this Gods outrageous tyranny Spoyls all the World his onely Empery O goodly Iustice One or two of vs Have sinn'd perhaps and mov'd his anger thus All bear the pain yea even the innocent Poor Birds and Beasts incurr the punishment No Father no 't is folly to infer it God is no varying light inconstant spirit Full of revenge and wrath and moody hate Nor savage-fell nor suddain passionate Nor such as will for som small fault vndoo This goodly World and his owne nature too All wandring clouds all humid exhalations All Seas which Heav'n through many generations Hath hoorded-vp with selfs-weight enter-crusht Now all at once vpon the earth have rusht And th' endless thin ayr which by secret quils Had lost it self within the windes-but hils Dark hollow Caves and in that gloomy hold To ycy crystall turned by the cold Now swiftly surging towards Heav'n again Hath not alone drown'd all the lowly Plain But in fewe dayes with raging Flouds o're-flowen The top-less Cedars of mount Libanon Then with iust grief the godly Father gall'd Answers of Noah to all the blasphemies of ChaÌ„ and his fellow-Atheists A deep sad sigh from his harts centre hal'd And thus repli'd O false rebellious Cham Mine ages sorrow and my houses shame Through self-conceipt contemning th' holy-Ghost Thy sense is baend thine vnderstanding lost And O I fear Lord falsifie my fear The heavy hand of the high Thunderer Shall light on thee and thou I doubt shaltbe His Furies obiect and shalt testifie By thine infamous lifes accursed state What now thy shame-less lips sophisticate I God be prays'd knowe that the perfect CIRCLE 1. Answer God is infinit immutable Almighty and incomprehensible Whose Center 's every-where of all his circle Exceeds the circuit I conceiue aright Th' Al-mighty-most to be most infinit That th' onely ESSENCE feels not in his minde The furious tempests of fell passions winde That mooveless all he moves that with one thought He can build Heav'n and builded bring to nought That his high Throne 's inclos'd in glorious Fier Past our approach that our faint soule doth tier Our spirit growes spright-less when it seeks by sense To sound his infinit Omni-potence I surely knowe the Cherubins do hover With flaming wings his starry face to cover Nonesees the Great th' Almighty Holy-ONE But passing by and by the back alone To vs his Essence is in-explicable Wondrous his wayes his name vn-vtterable So that concerning his high Maiesty So that men caÌ„not speak of Him but improperly Our feeble tongues speak but improperly For if we call him strong the prayse is small If blessed spirit so are his Angels all If Great of greats he 's voide of quantity If good fayr holy he wants quality Sith in his Essence fully excellent All is pure substance free from accident Why we cannot speak of God but after the manner of men Therefore our voice too-faint in such a subiect T' ensue our soule and our weak soule her obiect Doth alwayes stammer so that ever when 'T would make Gods nameredoubted among men In humane phraze it calls him pittifull Repentant iealous fierce and anger-full Yet is not God by this repentance thus 2. Answere The Repentance and the change which the Scripture attributeth to God is far from Error and defect Of ignorance and error taxt likevs His iealous hatred doth not make him curious His pitty wretched nor his anger furious Th' immortall Spirit is ever calmly-cleer And all the best that feeble man doth heer With vehemence of som hot passion driv'n That withripeiudgement doth the King of Heav'n Two comparisons explaning the same Shall a Physician comfortably-bold Fear-less and tear-less constantly behold His sickly friend vext with exceeding pain And feel his pulse and give him health again And shall not th' euer-self-resembling God Look down from Heav'n vpon a wretched clod Without he weep and melt for grief and anguish Nor cure his creature but himself must languish And shall a Iudge self-angerless prefer To shamefull death the strange adulterer As onely looking fixly all the time Not on the sinner but the sinfull crime And shall not then th' Eternall Iusticer 3. Answer Iustice being a ver tue in Man cannot be a vice in God Condemn the Atheist and the Murderer Without selfs-fury O! shall Iustice then Be blam'd in God and magnifi'd in men Or shall his sacred Will and soverain Might Be chayn'd so fast to mans frail appetite That filthy sin he cannot freely hate But wrathfull Rage him self ly-cruciate Gods sacred vengeance serues not for defence 4. Answer God doth not punish Offenders for defence of his owne Estate but to maintain vertue coÌ„found vice Of his own Essence from our violence For in the Heav'ns above all reach of ours He dwels immur'd in diamantine Towers But to direct our lives and laws maintain Guard Innocence and Iniury restrain Th' Almighty past not mean when he subuerted Neer all the World from holy paths departed 5. The iniquitie of the world deserued exereame punishment For Adams Trunk of both our Worlds the Tree In two fair Branches forking fruitfully Of Cain and Seth the first brought forth a sute Of bitter wilde and most detested fruit Th' other first rich in goodnes afterward With those base Scyons being graft was marr'd And so produced execrable clusters Worthy so wicked and incestuous lusters And then alas what was ther to be found Pure iust or good in all this Earthly Round Cain's Line possest sinne as an heritage 6. When all are generally depraved all merite to be destroyed Seth's as a dowry got by mariage So that alas among all humane-kinde Those mongrell kisses marr'd the purest minde And we even we that have escaped here 7. The least imperfect passe condemnation euen then when they are most liuely chasticed This cruell wrack within our conscience bear A thousand Records of a thousand things Convincing vs before the King of kings Whereof not one for all our self-affection We can defend with any iust obiection God playd no Tyrant choaking with the floods 8. God destroying the workmaÌ„ doth no wrong to the Tools if he break and batter them wâ—th their Maister The earthly Bands and all the ayrie broods For sith they liv'd but for mans seruice sole Man raz'd for sin out of the Liuing Roule Those wondrous tools and organs excellent Their Work-man reft remain'd impertinent Man's only head of all that draweth breath
And Lees of All doth hold the lowest place Whom prudent Nature girdeth ouer-thwart With azure Zone or rather euery part Couers with Water winding round about Saue heer and there som Angles peeping out For th' Oceans liquid and sad slyding Waues Sinking in deepest of Earths hollow Caues Seek not within her vast vnequall height The Centre of the wideness but the weight Ther should be th' Ayr the Fire and wandring Seauen The Firmament and the first-mouing Heav'n Besides th' Empyreall Palace of the Saincted Each ouer other if they could be painted But th' Artist faining in the steed of these His 10. Circles Ten Circles like Heav'ns Superficies To guide vs to them by more easie Path In hollow Globe the same described hath ' Mid th' amplest Six whose crossing difference 1 The Equi-noctiall Diuides in two the Sphears Circumference Stands th' Equinoctial equi-distant all From those two Poles which do support this Ball. Therefore each Star that vnderneath it slides A rest-les long and weary Iourney rides Goes larger Circuit and more speedy far Then any other steady fixed Star Which wexeth slowe the more it doth aduaunce Neer either Pole his God-directed Daunce And while Apollo driues his Load of Light Vnder this Line the Day and dusky Night Tread equall steps for learned Natures hand Then measures them a-like in euery Land The next which there beneath it sloaply slides And his fair Hindges from the World's diuides Twice twelue Degrees is call'd the Zodiack 2 The Zodiak The Planets path where Phoebus plies to make Th' Yeers Reuolution through new Houses ranging To cause the Seasons yeerly foure-fold changing Th' other which crossing th' Vniuersall Props 3 The 1. Colure And those where Titans whirling Chariot sloaps Rect-angles forms and crooking cuts in two Heer Capricorn there burning Cancer too Of the Sun's stops it Colure hath to name Because his Teem doth seem to trot more tame On these cut points for heer he doth not ride Flatling a-long but vp the Sphears steep side Th' other which cuts this equi-distantly 4 The 2. Colure With Aries Poles and Scale is like-wisely The Second Colure The Meridian This 5 The Meridian Which neuer in one Point of Heav'n persists But still pursues our Zenith as the light 6 The Horizon Inconstant Horizon our shifting sight For the foure small ones heer the Tropiks turn 7 and 8 The Tropiks Both that of Cancer and of Capricorn And neerer th' Hindges of the golden Sphear Heer 's the South-Circle the North-Circle there 9 and 10 The South and North Circles Which Circles cross not as you see at all The Center-point of th' Vniuersall Ball But parting th' Orb into vn-equall ells ' Twixtth ' Equi-nox and them rest Parallels The Celestiall Globes The other Ball her left hand doth support Is Heav'ns bright Globe for though that Art com short Of Nature far heer may ingenious soules Admire the stages of Star-seeled Poles O what delight it is in turning soft The diuers aspects of the celestiall Bodies The bright Abbridgement of that Vpper Loft To seem to see Heav'ns glorious Host to march In glistring Troops about th' Aethereal Arch Where one for Arms bears Bowe and Shafts a Sword A second hath a trembling Launce a third One fals another in his Chariot rowles On th' azure Brass of th' euer-radiant Bowles This serues a-foot that as a Horseman rides This vp that down this back that forward slides Their Order order-less and Peace-full Braul With-child's the World fils Sea and Earth and All. I neuer see their glaunces inter-iect Simile In Triangle Sextile or Square aspect Now milde now moody but me thinks I see Som frollik Swains amid their dauncing glee Where Men and Maids together make them merry With Iigs and Rounds till Pipe and all be weary Where on his Loue one smiles with wanton eye Wher-at his Riuall frowns for Iealousie But why quoth Phalec hath th' All-Fair who frames Question Nought heer below but 's full of Beauties flames Ingrav'n on th' Orbs of th' azure ' Crystalline Where Beauties self and Loue should euer shine So many hideous Beasts and Monsters fell Fellows more fit for th' vgly Fiends in Hell Surely saith Heber God's all-prudent pleasure Answere Makes nothing Art-less nor without iust measure And this the Worlds chief praise of Beauty carries That in each part it infinitly varies Our learned Elders then who on this Sphear The reason of the names giuen to the 12. Signes of the Zodiak Heav'ns shining Signes imagin'd fitly-fair Did vnto each such Shape and Name deuise As with their Natures neerly symbolize In form of Ram with golden Fleece they put 1. Aries The bi-corn'd Signe which the Yeers bounds doth ' butt Because the World vnder his temp'rate heat In fleece of flowrs is pranked richly neat Of Bull the next because the husband-men 2. Taurus With yoaks of slowe-paç't smoking Bullocks then Tear-vp their Fallows and with hope-full toyl Furbush their Coultars in the Corn-fit soyl Of Twins the third because then of two Sexes 3. Gemini Kinde-cruell Cupid one whole body mixes Then all things couple then Fruits double growe Then Flowrs do flourish and corn Fields do showe The fourth a Lobstars name and frame they made 4. Cancer Because then South-ward Sol doth retrograde Goes Crab-like backward and so neuer stinteth But still his wheels in the same track reprinteth The fift a Lion for as Lions breath 5. Leo. Is burning hot so likewise vnderneath This fiery Signe th' Earth sparkles and the streams Seem sod-away with the Suns glowing beams 6. Virgo The sixt a Maid because with Maid-like honour Th' Earth loatheth then the Suns Loue-glances on her T' inflame her loue and reclus'd as it were This Virgin Season nought at all doth bear Ballance the seuenth because it equall weighs 7. Libra Nights louing-silence and grief-guiding Daies And Heat and Cold and in Must-Month the Beam Stands equi-poiz'd in equipeizing them Scorpion the next because his percing sting 8 Scorpio Doth the first tydings of cold Winter bring The ninth an Archer both in shape and Name 9 Sagittarius Who day and night follows his fairest game And his keen Arrows every-where bestowes Headed with Yce featherd with Sleet and Snowes The next a Kid because as Kids do clime And frisk from Rock to Rock about this Time 10 Capricornus The Prince of Planets with the locks of Amber Begins again vp towards vs to clamber And then because Heav'n alwayes seems to weep Vnder th' ensuing Signes on th' Azure steep 11 Aquarius 12 Pisces A deeper and more curious reason of the same Our Parents plaç't a Skinker and by him Two silver Fishes in his floods to swim But if my Son this superficiall gloze Suffice thee not then may we thus suppose That as before th' All-working Word alone Made Nothing be All 's womb and
Embryon Th' eternall Plot th' Idea fore-conceiv'd The wondrous Form of all that Form receiv'd Did in the Work-mans spirit divinelyly And yer it was the World was wondrously Th' Eternall Trine-One spreading even the Tent Of th' All-enlightning glorious Firmament Fill'd it with Figures and in various Marks The repourtray'd Tables of his future Works See heer the pattern of a silver Brook In heauen are patterns of all things that are in earth Which in and out on th' azure stage doth crook Heer th' Eagle plays there flyes the rav'ning Crowe Heer swims the Dolphin there the Whale doth rowe Heer bounds the Courser there the Kid doth skip Heer smoaks the Steer the Dragon there doth creep There 's nothing precious in Sea Earth or Ayr But hath in Heav'n som like resemblance fair Yea even our Crowns Darts Launces Skeyns and Scales Are all but Copies of Heav'ns Principals And sacred patterns which to serue all Ages Th' Almighty printed on Heav'ns ample stages Yea surely durst I but why should I doubt A third witty pleasant and elegant reaso of the names aforesayd To wipe from Heav'n so many slanders out Of profane Rapin and detested Rapes Of Murder Incest and all monstrous Scapes Wher-with heerafter som bold-fabling Greeks Shall foully stain Heav'ns Rosy-blushing cheeks Heer could I showe that vnder euery Signe Th' Eternall grav'd som Mystery divine Of 's holy City where as in a glass To see what shall heer-after com-to-pass As publik and autentik Rowles fore-quoting Confusedly th' Euents most worthy noting In his deer Church his Darling and Delight O! thou fair Chariot flaming braue-ly bright Plaustrum Which like a Whirl-winde in thy swift Career Rapt'st vp the Thesbit thou do'st alwayes veer About the North-pole now no more be-dabbling Thy nimble spoaks in th' Ocean neither stabling Thy smoking Coursers vnder th' Earth to bayt Boâ—tes The while Elisha earnestly doth wayt Burning in zeal ambitious to inherit His Masters Office and his mighty Spirit That on the starry Mountain after him He well may manage his celestiall Teem Close by him Dauid in his valiant Fist Hercules Holds a fierce Lions fiery flaming Crest Heer shines his golden Harp and there his Crown Lyra. Corona Borealis Vrsa minor Pleiades Cuspis There th' vgly Bear bears to his high renown Seav'n shining Stars Lo heer the whistling Launce Which frantick Saul at him doth fiercely glaunce Pure Honours Honour Prayse of Chastity O fair Susanna I should mourn for thee And moan thy tears and with thy friends lament Andromeda Cassiopeia Cepheus With Heav'n-lift-eyes thy wofull punishment Saue that so timely through Heav'ns prouidence Yong Daniel saues thy wronged Innocence Perseus And by a dreadfull radiant splendor spread From Times-Child Truth not from Medusa's head Caput Medusa Condemns th' old Leachers and eft-soons vpon Their cursed heads there hayls a storm of stone Also as long as Heav'ns swift Orb shall veer A sacred Trophee shall be shining heer In the bright Dragon of that Idoll fell Draco Which the same Prophet shall in Babel quel Wher-to more fit may Pegasus compair Pegasus Than to those Coursers flaming in the ayr Before the Tyrant of less-Asia's fury Vsurps the fair Metropolis of Iury Wher-to the Coach-man but Ezechiel That so well driues the Coach of Israel Wher-to the Swan but to that Proto-Martyr Cygnus The faithfull Deacon which endureth torture Yea death for his dead Lord whom sure to meet So neer his end sings so exceeding sweet Wher-to the Fish which shineth heerso bright Piscis Borealis But to that Fish that cureth Tobies sight Wher-to the Dolphin but to that meek Man Delphinus Who dry-shod guides through Seas Erythean Old Iacobs Fry And Iordans liquid glass Makes all his Host dry without boat to pass And furthermore God hath not onely graven On the brass Tables of swift-turning Heav'n His sacred Mot and in Triangle frame Trigonos His Thrice-One Nature stamped on the same Ophiucus But also vnder that stout Serpent-Slayer His Satan-taming Son Heav'ns glorious heir Who with the Engin of his Cross abates Th' eternall Hindges of th' infernall Gates And vnder that fair Sun-fixt-gazing Foul Aquila The God of Gods deer Minion of his Soule Which from his hand reaves Thunder often-times His Spirit his Loue which visits earthly Climes In plumy shape for this bright winged Signe In head and neck and starry back in fine No less resembles the milde simple Doue Than crook-bild Eagle that commands aboue What shall I say of that bright Bandeleev Which twice-six Signs so richly garnish heer Th' Years Vsher doth the Paschal Lamb fore-tell Aties The Bull the Calf which erring Israell Taurus Sets vp in Horeb. These fair shining Twins Gemini Those striving Brethren Isaacs tender Sons The fourth is Salomon who Crab-like crawls Cancer Backward from Vertue and fowl Swine-like fals In Vices mire profanest old at last In soule and body growen a-like vn-chaste Leo. The fift that Lion which the Hair-strong Prince Tears as a Kid without Wars instruments Virgo The sixt that Uirgin euer-maiden Mother Bearing for vs her Father Spouse and Brother The next that Beam which in King Lemuels hand Libra So iustly weighs the Iustice of his Land The next that Creature which in Malta stings Scorpio Th' Apostles hand and yet no blemish brings For 't is indifferent whether we the same A spotted Scorpion or a Viper name Th' Archer is Hagars Son The Goat I ghess Sagittarius Capricornus Aquarius Is Arons Scape-Goat in the Wildernes The next the deer Son of dumb Zacharias Gods Harbinger fore-runner of Messias Who in clear Iordan washeth clean the sin Of all that rightly do repent with-in These Two bright Fishes those wher-with the Lord Pisces Through wondrous blessing of his powtfull Word Feeds with fiue Loaues vpon Asphaltis shoar Abundantly fiue thousand Folk and more But turn we now the twinkling Globe and there Let 's mark as much the Southern Hemi-sphear Ah! know'st thou not this glorious Champion heer Orion Which shines so brightly by the burning Steer Eridanus 'T is Nun's great Son who through deep Iordan leads His Army dry-shod and triumphant treads Canis Canicula â—epus On Canaan Currs and on th' Ammorrean Hare Eoyl'd with the fear of his victorious war See th' ancient Ship which over windes and waues Triumphing safe the Worlds seed-remnant saues Lo heer the Brasen Serpent shines whose sight Hydra Cures in the Desart those whom Serpents bite Heer th' happy Rau'n that brings Elias cates Corvus Heer the rich Cup where Ioseph meditates Cratera Centaurus His graue Predictions Heer that Heav'nly Knight Who prest appearing armed all in white To Maccabeus with his flaming spear So deep at last the Pagan Wolf doth tear Lupus Ara. That on Gods Altar yerst profan'd so long Sweet Incense
fumeth and the sacred Song Of Leuits soundeth in his House again Corona australis Piscis australis And that rich Crown th' Asmonean Race doth gain To rule the Iewes Lo there the happy Fish Which payes Christs Tribute who our Ransom is And heer the Whale within whose noysom breast Balaena The Prophet Ionas for three dayes doth rest A notable correction of the Poet vpon these last Discourses But while my spoaks-man or I rather his Thus Heber comments on Heav'ns Images Through path-less paths his wandring steps doth bring And boldly quavers on a Maiden string Suppose not Christians that I take for grounds Or points of Faith all that he heer propounds Or that old Zeno's Portall I sustain Or Stöâ—k Fate th' Almighties hands to chain Or in Heav'ns Volume reading things to-com Erroneously a Chaldee-Wise becom No no such thing but to refresh again Your tyred Spirits I sung this novell strain That hither-to having with patience past Such dreadfull Oceans and such Desarts vast Such gloomy Forrests craggy Rocks and steep Wide-yawning Gulfs and hideous Dungeons deep You might at last meet with a place of pleasure Wher-on the Heav'ns lavish their plentious treasure Where Zephyre puffs perfumes and silver Brooks Embrace the Meads smiling with wanton Looks Yet curteous Readers who is it can say Whether our Nephews yet another-day More zealous than our selues in things Divine This curious Art shall Christianly refine And giue to all these glistring Figures then Not Heathen names but names of Holy men He â—rocâ—edes to discouer the secrets of Astronomie But seek we now for Heber whose Discourse Informs his Phalec in the Planets course What Epicicle meaneth and Con-centrik With Apogé Perigé and Eccentrik And how fell Mars the Seedster of debate Dayes glorious Torch the wanton Uulcans Mate Saturn and Ioue three Sphears in one retain Smooth Hermes five fair Cynthia two-times-twain For the Divine Wits whence this Art doth flowe Finding their Fires to wander to and fro Now neer now far from Natures Nave above Confusion voyd and rupture to remove Which would be caused through their wanderment In th' Heav'ns inclos'd within the Firmament Have more then men presum'd to make within Th' Eternall Wheels where th' erring Tapers been Sundry small Wheels each within other closed Such equi-distance each-where inter-posed That though they kiss they crush not but the base Are vnder th' high the high the lowe imbrace Simile Like as the Chest-nut next the meat within Is cover'd last with a soft slender skin That skin inclos'd in a tough tawny shel That shel in-cas't in a thick thistly fell Then taks he th' Astrolabe wher-in the Sphear The vse of the Astrolabe Is flat reduced he discovers there The Card of Heights the Almycantharats With th' Azimynths and the Almadarats Pardon me Muse if ruder phrase defile This fairest Table and deface my stile With Barbarism For in this Argument To speak Barbarian is most eloquent On th' other side vnder a veering Sight A Tablevcers which of each wandring Light Showes the swift course and certain Rules includes Dayes names of Months and scale of Altitudes Removing th' Alhidade he spends som leasure To shewe the manner how a Wall to measure A Fountains depth the distance of a place A Countries compass by Heav'ns ample face In what bright starry Signe th' Almighty dread Dayes Princely Planet daily billeted In which his Nadir is and how with-all To finde his Eleuation and his Fall How long a time an entire Signe must wear While it ascendeth on our Hemi-sphear Poles eleuation The Meridian line And divers Hours of Day and night to finde These learned wonders witty Phalec marks And heedfully to every Rule he harks Wise Alchymist he multiplies this Gold This Talent turns encreasing many-fold And then prsents it to his Noble seed Who soon their Doctor in his Art exceed But even as Mars Hermes and Uenus bright Simile Go visit now the naked Troglodite Then Iaue then Guynney and inclin'd to change Oft shifting House through both the Worlds do range Astronomy by whom and how maintained Both Worlds ev'n-halv'd by th' Equinoctiall Line So the perfection of this Art divine First vnder th' Hebrews bred and born anon Coms to the Chaldes by adoption Scorning anon th' olde Babylonian Spires It leaves swift Tigris and to Nile retires And waxen rich in Egypt it erects A famous School yet firm-less in affects It falls in loue with subtil Grecian wits And to their hands awhile it self commits But in renowmed Ptolomeus Raign It doth re-visit the deer Memphian Plain Yet Thence re-fled it doth th' Arabians try From thence to Rome From Rome to Germany O true Endymions that imbrace above Vpon mount Latmos your Imperiall Love Great Queen of Heav'n about whose Bed for Guard The prayse of learned Astronomers and the profit of their Doctrine Millions of Archers with gold Shields do ward True Atlasses You Pillars of the Poles Empyreall Palace you fair learned soules But for your Wrightings the Starrs-Doctrine soon Would sink in Laethe of Oblivion 'T is you that Marshall months and yeers and dayes 'T is you that quoat for such as haunt the Seas Their prosperous Dayes and Dayes when Death ingraven On th' angry Welkin warns them keep their Haven 'T is you that teach the Plough-man when to sowe When the brave Captain to the Field shall goe When to retire to Garrison again When to assault a batter'd Peece and when To conuoy Victuals to his valiant Hoast 'T is you that shewe what season fitteth most For every purpose when to Purge is good When to be Bathed when to be Let-blood And how Physicians skilfully to mix Their Drugs on Heav'n their curious eys must fix 'T is you that in the twinkling of an ey Through all the Heav'nly Provinces do fly 'T is you that greater then our greatest Kings Possess the whole World in your Governings And to conclude you Demi-Gods can make Between your hands the Heav'ns to turn and shake O divine Spirits for you my smoothest quill His sweetest hony on this Book should still Srill should you be my Theam but that the Beauty Of the last Sister drawes my Love and Duty For now I hear my Phalec humbly crave The fourth Mayds name his Father mildely-grave Replyes him thus Obserue my deerest Son Those cloud-less brows those cheeks vermilion Those pleasing looks those eyes so smiling-sweet The description of Musike That grace-full posture and those prety feet Which seem still Dancing all those Harps and Lutes Shawms Sag-buts Citrons Viols Cornets Flutes Plaç't round about her prove in every part This is the noble sweet Voice-ord'ring Art Breath's Measurer the Guide of supplest fingers On living-dumb dead-speaking Sinnew-singers Th' Accord of Discords sacred Harmony And Numb'rie Law which did accompany Th' Almighty-most when first his Ordinance Appointed Earth to Rest and Heav'n to Dance The Heauens Harmony For as they say
Against the colde faint hungry Passenger You little think that all our life and Age Is but an Exile and a Pilgrimage And that in earth whoso hath never given Harbour to Strangers shall haue none in Heaven Wheresolemn Nâ—ptials of the Lamb are held Where Angels bright and Soules that haue exceld All clad in white sing th' Epithalamie Carowsing Nectar of Eternitie Sans Hospitality the Pilgrim poor The lust-ful Sodomites inflamed with the beauty of the Angels mutiny against Lot for harboring them For Bed-fellow might haue a Wolfor Boar What e'r is given the Strange and Needy one Is not a gift indeed but 't is a Loan A Loan to God who payes with interest And even in this life guerdons even the least For alms like levain make our goods to rise And God his owne with blessings plentifies O Hosts what knowe you whether charitable When you suppose to feast men at your Table You guest Gods Angels in Mens habit hid Heav'n-Citizens as this good Hebrew did Who supped them and when the time grew meet To go to bed he heard amid the street A wrangling â—angling and a Murmur rude Which great grew greater through Nights solitude For those that first these two bright Stars survai'd Wilde Stalion-like after their beauties naigh'd But seeing them by the chaste stranger sav'd Shame-less and sense-less vp and down they rav'd From House to House knocking at every dore And beastly-brute thus thus they rail and rore Brethren shall we endure this Fugitive This stranger LOT our pleasures to deprive O Cowardise to suffer in our sights An exile heer t' vsurp our choise delights T' embrace a brace of Youths so beautious Rather two Gods com-down from Heaven to vs Shall it be said that such an olde colde stock Such rare yong Minions in his bed should mock While wretched wee vnto our selves make mone And Widow-like wear-out our sheets alone Let 's rather break his doors and make him knowe Such dainty morsels hang not for his Mowe Even as at Bathe down from the neighbour Hills Simile After a snowe the melting Crystall trills Into the Avon when the Pythian Knight Strips those steep Mountains of their shirts so white Through hundred Valleis gushing Brooks and Torrents Striving for swiftness in their sundry Currents Cutting deep Chanels where they chance to run And never rest till all do meet in one So at their cry from every corner throng Vnto LOT'S house Men Children olde and young For common was this execrable sin With blear-ey'd Age as nusled long therein With Youth through rage of lust with Infancy Example-led all through Impunity And thus they all cry out Ope ope the dore Com open quickly and delay no more Let-forth that lovely Payr that they may prove With vs the pleasures of Male-mingled love LOT lowely then replies Brethren and Friends Lot speaks them faire intreats them earnestly for the safety of his guests By all the names that amity commends By Nature's Rules and Rights of Hospitality By sacred Laws and lessons of Morality By all respects of our com-Burgâ—ship Which should our mindes in mutuall kindeness keep I do adiure you all that you refrain The honor of my harm-less guests to stain Nor in your hearrs to harbor such a thought Wherby their Vertues may be wrongd in ought Base busie Stranger com'st thou hither thus Their insolent reply Controller-like to prate and preach to vs No Puritan thou shalt not heer do so Therefore dispatch and let thy darlings go Let-forth that lovely Payr that they may prove With vs the Pleasures of Male-mingled love The horror of this sin their stubborn rage His sacred promise given his Guests for gage Th' olde Hebrew 's minde so trouble and dismay That wel he wots not what to do nor say For though we ought not if Gods Word be true Do any evill that good may ensue To shun one ill another ill he suffers He prostitutes his Issue and he offers Lambs to the guard of Wolves and thus he cries He offers them his owne daughters to rescue his Guests I have with that the tears ran-down his eyes I have two daughters that be Virgins both Go take them to you yet alas full loth Go crop the first-fruits to their Bride-grooms due O! death to think it But let none of you Abuse my chaste Guests with such villany As merits Fire from Heav'n immediately A Sin so odious that the Name alone Good men abhor yea even to think vpon Their monstrous impudence Tush we are glutted with all granted loves And common Pleasure nought our pleasure moves LOT our delightes ty'd to no law's conformity Consist not in the pleasure but th' enormity Which fools abhor and saying so they rush Som vpon LOT Som at his Gates do push O cursed City where the aged Sier Vn-able thus to do doth thus desier And Younglings yet scarce weaned from their Nurse Strive with their Elders whether shall be worse Full is the measure of thy monstrous sin Thy Canker now o're all thy bulk hath been God hates all sin but extream Impudence Is even a greater sin than the Offence Impudence in sinning doubles the guilt of sins The sweet kinde Kisses of chaste Man and Wife Although they seem by God and Nature riâ—e Rather commanded then allow'd and graç't In their sweet fruits their issue choicely-chaste With Law 's large priviledge yet euermore As Modesty and Honesty implore Ought to be private and as things forbidden Vnto the sight with Night's black curtin hidden Yet these foul Monsters in the open street Where altogether all the Town might see 't Most impudent dare perpetrate a sin Which Hell it self before had neuer seen A sin so odious that the fame of it Will fright the damned in the dark som Pit But now the Angels their celestiall kinde Before their fearfull destructioÌ„ the Angels bring Lot and his family safe out of the City Vn-able longer to conceal strook blinde Those beastly Letchers and brought safe away LOT and his housholde by the break of day But O prodigious never rose the Sun More beautifull nor brighter shin'd-vpon All other places for he rose betimes To see such Execution on such Crimes And yet it lowrs it lightens and it thunders It rores it rains O most vnwonted wonders Vpon this Land which 'gainst th' Omnipotent Had warr'd so long with sins so insolent And 'gainst the pride of those detested livers Heav'n seems to empty all his wrathful Quyvers From Acheron even all the Furies hie And all their Monsters them accompany With all their tortures and their dismal terrors And all their Chaos of confused Horrors All on the guilty strand of Iordan storm And with their Fire-brands all to Sodom swarm As thick as Crowes in hungry shoals do light On new-sowen lands where stalking bolt vpright Simile As black as Iet they iet about and feed On Wheat Or Rye or other kinde of seed Kaaking so loud that hardly
can the Steer The whistling Goad-man's guiding language hear It rain'd indeed but not such fertil rain The manner of their punishment by fire and brimstone from Heaven and the reason thereof As makes the Corn in Sommer sprout amain And all things freshed with a pleasant air To thrive and prove more lively strong and fair But in this sink of Sin this stinking Hel A rain of Salt of Fire and Brimston fel. Salt did consume the pleasant fruitfulness Which serv'd for fewel to their Wantonness Fire punished their beastly Fire within And Brimstone's stink the stench of their foul Sin So as their Sin was singular of right Their Punishment was also exquisite Heer open Flames and there yet hidden Fires Burn all to ashes sparing neither Spires Of Brick nor Stone nor Columns Gates nor Arches Nor Bowrs nor Towrs nor even their neighbour-Marches In vain the-while the People weep and cry The same most liuely represented To see their wrack and knowe no remedy For now the Flame in richest Roofs begun From molten gutters scalding Lead doth run The Slats and Tyles about their ears do split The burning Rafters Pitch and Rosin spit The whirling Fire re-mounteth to the Skie About the fields ten thousand sparks do flie Half-burned Houses fal with hideous fray And VVLCAN makes Mid-night as bright as Day Heaven flings-down nought but flashing Thunder-shot Th' Air 's all a-fire Earth's exhalations hot Are spewing AETNA'S that to Heaven aspire All th' Elements in brief are turn'd to fire Heer one perceiving the next Chamber burning With suddain leap towards the window turning Thinks to cry Fire but instantly the smoke And Flame with-out his with-in Voice do choke Another sooner feels then sees the Fire For while O horror in the stinking mire Of his foul Lust he lies a Lightning flash Him and his Love at-once to dust doth dash Th' abhorred Bed is burnt and they aswell Coupled in Plague as Sin are sent to Hell Another yet on tops of Houses crawls But his foot slips and down at last he falls Another feeling all his cloathes a-fire Thinking to quench them yer it should come nigher Leaps in a Lake but all the Lake began To boyl and bubble like a seething Pan Simile Or like a Chaldron that top-full of Oyl Environ'd round with fume and flame doth boyl To boyl to death som cunning counterfait That with false stamp som Princes Coyn hath beat Another seeing the City all in Cinders Himself for safety to the fields he renders But flakes of Fire from Heav'n distilling thick There th' horror of a thousand Deaths do strike Through Adamah's and Gomor's goodly Plains Sodom and Seboim not a soule remains Horse Sheep and Oxen Cows and Kids partake In this revenge for their vile Masters sake Thus hath the hand of the Omnipotent Inroll'd the Deed of their drad Punishment With Diamantin Pen on Plates of Brass With such an Ink as nothing can deface The molten Marble of these cindred Hills Asphaltis Lake and these poor mock-fruit Fields Keep the Record and cry through every Age How God detesteth such detested rage O chastisement most dradly-wonderfull Th' Heav'n-cindred Cities a broad standing Pool O're-flowes yet flowes not whose infectious breath Corrupts the Ayr and Earth dis-fertileth A Lake whose back whose belly and whose shoar Nor Bark nor Fish nor Fowl hath ever bore The pleasant Soyl that did even shame yer-while The plentious beauties of the banks of Nile Now scarr'd and collowed with his face and head Cover'd with ashes is all dri'd and dead Voyd of all force vitall or vegetive Vpon whose brest nothing can live or thrive For nought it bears save an abortiue suit Of seeming-fair false vain and fained fruit A fruit that feeds theey and fills the hand But to the stomach in no steed doth stand For even before it touch the tender lips Or Ivory teeth in empty smoak it slips So vanishing only the nose receiues A noysom savour that behinde it leaues Heer I adiure you vent'rous Trauailours Exhortation to Trauailers that haue seene to others that shall reade or heare these fearefull monuments of Gods seuere Iustice to make right vse of this fearefull Example That visit th' horror of these cursed shoars And taste the venom of these stinking streams And touch the vain fruit of these wythered stems And also you that do beholde them thus In these sad Verses pourtray'd heer by vs To tremble all and with your pearly tears To showr another Sea and that your hairs Staring vpright on your affrighted head Heave-vp your Hats and in your dismall dread To think you hear like Sulph'ry Storms to strike On our nâ—w Monsters for Offences like For the Almightie's drad all-daunting arm Not only strikes such as with Sodom swarm In these foul Sins but such as sigh or pity Sodoms destruction or so damn'd a City And cannot constant with dry eyes observe God's iudgements iust on such as such deserve LOT hies to SEGOR but his wife behinde Lots wise metamorphozed Lagged in body but much more in minde She weeps and wails O lamentable terror O impicus Pity O kind-cruell error The dire destruction of the smoking Cities Her Sons-in-Law which should haue been she pities Grieves so to leave her goods and she laments To lose her Iewels and habiliments And contrary to th' Angels Words precise Towards the Town she turns her wofull eyes But instantly turn'd to a whitely stone Her feet alas fast to the ground be growen The more she stirs she sticks the faster in As silly Bird caught in a subtil gin Simile Set by som Shepheard neer the Copses side The more it struggles is the faster ty'd And as the venom of an eating Canker Simile From flesh to flesh runs every day the ranker And never rests vntill from foot to head O're all the Body his fell poyson spread This Ice creeps-vp and ceaseth not to num Till even the marrow hard as bones becom The brain be like the seul and bloud convert To Alablaster over every part Her Pulse doth cease to beat and in the air The Windes no more can wave her scattered hair Her belly is no belly but a Quar Of Cardon Rocks and all her bowels are A pretious Salt-Mine supernaturall Such as but Salt I wot not what to call A Salt which seeming to be fall'n from Heav'n To curious Spirits hath long this Lesson given Not to presume in Divine things to pry Which seav'n-times seal'd vnder nine Locks do lie She weeps alas and as she weeps her tears Turn into Pearls fro'rn on her twinkling hairs Fain would she speak but forced to conceal In her cold throat her guilty words congeal Her mouth yet open and her arms a-cross Though dumb declare both why and how she was Thus Metamorphos'd for Heav'n did not change Her last sad gestures in her suddain Change No gorgeous Maâ—sole grac't with flattering verse Eternizeth her Trunk her House and Herse But to
last He saith now sure I knowe 'T is God 't is God the God that loues me so Loues keeps sustains whom I so oft haue seen Whose voice so often hath my comfort been Illuding Satan cannot shine so bright Though Angelliz'd No 'T is my God of Might Now feel I in my Soule to strength and stir-it The sacred Motions of his sacred Spirit God this sad Sacrifice requires of me Hap what hap may I must obedient be The sable Night dis-log'd and now began Aurora's Vsher with his windy Fan Gently to shake the Woods on every side While his fair Mistress like a stately Bride With flowrs and Gems and Indian gold doth spangle Her louely locks her Louers looks to tangle When gliding through the Ayr in Mantle blew With siluer fring'd shee drops the Pearly deaw With her goes Abram out and the third day Arriues on Cedrons Margents greenly-gay Beholds the sacred Hil and with his Son Loaden with sacred wood he mounts anon Anon said Isaac Father heer I see Knife fire and faggot ready instantly But wher 's your Hoste Oh! let vs mount my Son Said Abram God will soon prouide vs one But scant had Isaac turn'd his face from him A little faster the steep Mount to climbe Yer Abram changed cheere and as new Winâ— Simile Working a-new in the new Cask in fine For beeing stopt too-soon and wanting vent Blowes-vp the Bung or doth the vessell rent Spews out a purple stream the ground doth stain With Bacchus colour where the cask hath layn So now the Tears which manly fortitude Did yerst as captiue in the Brain include At the deer names of Father and of Son On his pale Cheeks in pearly drops did run His eye 's ful vessels now began to leak And thus th' old Hebrew muttering gan to speak In submiss voyce that Isaac might not hear His bitter grief that he vnfoldeth heer Sad spectacle O now my hap-les hand Thou whetst a sword and thou do'st teend a brand The brand shal burn my heart the sword 's keen blade Shall my bloods blood and my lifes life inuade And thou poor Isaac bearest on thy back Wood that shall make thy tender flesh to crack And yield'st thee more for mine than thine amiss Both Priest and Beast of one same Sacrifice O hapless Son O more then hap-less Sire Most wicked wretch O what mis-fortune dire In-gulfs vs heer where miserable I To be true godly must Gods law deny To be true faithful must my faith transgress To be God's Son I must be nothing less Than Isaacs Sire and Isaac for my sake Must Soyl and Sire and life and all forsake Yet on he goes and soon surmounts the Mount And steel'd by Faith he cheers his mournful Front Much like the Delian Princess when her Grace Simile In Thetis Waues hath lately washt her face He builds his Altar lays his wood ther-on And tenderly bindes his deer Son anon Father said Isaac Father Father deer What do you turn away as loth to hear O Father tel me tel me what you mean O cruelty vn-knowen Is this the mean Wherby my loyns as promised long-since is Shal make you Grand-sire of so many Princes And shal I glorious if I heer do dy Fil Earth with Kings with shining Stars the Sky Back Phoebus blush go hide thy golden head Retire thy Coach to Thetis watery Bed See not this savage sight Shal Abram's minde Be milde to all and to his Son vn-kinde And shal great Abram do the damned deed That Lions Tygres Boars and Bears would dread See how incenst he stops his ear to me As dreaming stil on 's bloody mystery Lord how precise see how the Paricide Seems to make conscience in less sins to slide And he that means to murder me his Son Is scrupulous in smaller faults to run Yet Father hear me not that I desire With sugred words to quench your Anger 's fire In Gods's name reap the Grain yourself haue sowen Com take my life extracted from your own Glut with my blood your blade if you it please That I must die welcom my death mine ease But tell me yet my fault before I die That hath deserv'd a punishment so high Say Father haue I not conspir'd your death Or with strong poyson sought to stop your breath Haue I deuis'd to short my Mother's life Or with your Foestaen part in any strife O thou Ethereal Palace Crystalline God's highest Court If in this heart of mine So damned thoughts had ever any place Shut-vp for ever all thy Gates of Grace Against my Soule and neuer let that I Among thy winged Messengers do flie If none of these Abram for I no more Dare call thee Father tell me further-more What rests besides that damned I haue don To make a Father Butcher of his Son In memorie that fault I fain would haue That after God's I might your pardon craue For such offence and so th' Attonement driven You liue content and I may die forgiuen My Son said Hee thou art not hither brought By my fell furie nor thine own foul fault God our God calls thee and He will not let A Pagan sword in thy deer blood be wet Nor burning Plague nor any pining pain With Languor turn thy flesh to dust againe But Sacrifiç'd to him for sweet perfume Will haue thee heer within this fire consume What Fears my Loue my Life my Gem my Ioy What God commands his seruants must obey Without consulting with frail Flesh and Blood How he his promise will in time make good How he wil make so many Scepters spring From thy dead dust How He All-wise wil bring In his due season from thy sense-less Thighes The glorious Son of righteousnes to rise Who shal the Mountains bruise with yron Mace Rule Heav'n and Earth and the Infernal place For he that past the course of Natures kinde First gaue thee birth can with his sacred Winde Raise thee again out of the lowest iust Ten-thousand means he hath to saue the iust His glorious wisdom guides the worlds society With equall Reans of Power and of Piety Mine own sweet Isaac deerest of my seed Too sweet alas the more my grief doth bleed The more my loss the more with cease-less anguish My vexed Bowels for thy lack shall anguish Adue deer Son no longer mine but his Who call's thee hence let this vn-happy kiss Be the sad seal of a more sad Fare-wel Than wit can paint or words haue powr to tell Sith God commands and father you require To haue it so com Death no longer dire But glorious now com gentle death dispatch The Heav'ns are open God his arms doâ—h reach T' imbrace my Soule O! let me brauely fly To meet my Lord and Death's prowd darts defie What Father weep you now Ah! cease those showrs Weep not for me for I no more am yours I was the Lords yer I was born you knowe And he but lent me for a while to you Will you recoyl and
wil-full will not hear The SONG OF MOSES Hearken O Heavens and O thou Earth give ear Vnto my voice and Witness on-my part Before the Lord my zeal and their hard hart O Heav'n and Earth attend vnto my Song Hear my discourse which sweetly slides along As silver showrs on the dry Meads do trill And hony deaws on tender grass distill God grant I pray that in their hearts my Verse As water on the withered Lawns may pearce And that the hony dropping from my tongue May serve the olde for rain for deaw the young I sing th' Eternal O let Heav'n and Earth Com praise him with me sound his glory forth Extol his Powr his perfect Works record Truth Goodnes Greatnes Iustice of the Lord. But though for ever He have showen him such His children yet no Children rather-much A Bastard Race full of malicious sin All kinde of vice have foully wallowed in O foolish People doost thou thus requight His Father-care who fenç't thee day and night As with a Shield Who chose thee as his heir Who made thee of so foule a masse so fair Vn-winde the bottom of olde Times again Of Ages past vn-reel the snarled skain Ask of thy Parents and they shall declare Thine Elders and they 'll tell thee Wonders rare They 'll tell thee how when first the Lord had spred Men on the Earth and iustly levelled His strait long Measure th' All-Bal to divide He did for thee a plentious Land provide For his deer IACOB whom his favour then Seem'd t' have sequestred from the rest of men To th' end his Blessed Seed in future age Should be his Care Love Lot and Heritage They 'll tell thee too how through the sandy horro◠Of a vast Desart Den of ghastly Terror Of Thirst and Hunger and of Serpents fell He by the hand conducted ISRAEL Yea of his goodnes to direct him still By Word and Writ show'd him his sacred Will Vnder his wings shade hid him tenderly And held him deer as apple of his ey As is the royall Eagle's sacred wont When she would teach her tender Birds to mount To flie and cry about her Nest to cheer-them And when they faint on her wingd back to bear-them God without aid of other Gods or Graces Safe guide hath made him mount the highest Places Suck Oyl and Hony from the Rocks distilling In plentious Land with pleasant Fruits him filling He gave him Milk and Butter for his meat Kid Lamb and Mutton and the flowr of Wheat And for his Drink a most delicious Wine The spright full bloud of the broad-spreading Vine But waxen fat he lifts his wanton heel Against his God to whom his Soule should kneel Forsakes his Maker and contemns the Same That saved him from danger death and shame Then he inflam'd the fury of the Lord With profane bowing to false Gods abhord With serving Idols and with Sacrificing To Fiends and Phansies of his owne devising For vain false Gods Gods vn-renown'd and new Gods that his Fathers nor he neuer knew He hath forgot the true eternall BEEING The God of whom he holdes his bliss and being God saw it well and Ielously a-fire Against his Children thus he threats his ire No I will hide the brightnes of my face I 'll take from them the treasures of my grace Then let vs see what will of them becom But what but mischife can vnto them com That so perverse with every puff let fly Their Faith sole constant in inconstancy Th' have made me ieloux of a God no God I 'll make them ieloux I will Wed abroad A People yet no People And their brest Shall split for spight to see the Nations blest Devouring Fire that from my heart doth fume Shall fiercely burn and in my wrath consume The deep of Deeps the middle Downs and Fields And strong foundations of the steepest Hils I 'll spend on them my store of Punishments And all mine Arrows Famine Pestilence Wilde Beasts and Worms that basely crawling are Without remorse shall make them end-les War Abroad the Sword their strong men shall devour At home through Fear the Virgin in her flowr The fresh young Youth the sucking Children small And hoary head dead to the ground shall fall Yea even already would I quite deface And clean destroy them I would IACOB race Raze his Memoriall from the Earth for ay But that I fear the Heathen thus would say We have preuail'd we by our strength alone Have quell'd this People and them over-throwen 'T was not their God that did it for their Sins No He himself is vanquisht with his Friends Ha! sottish blocks void of all sense and sight Could one man put a thousand men to flight And two ten thousand if the God of Arms Had not even solde their Troops and bound their arms For God our God doth all their Gods surpass They knowe it well but their Wine springs alas From SODOM's Vine and grew in GOMER's fields Which Gall for Grapes for Raysins Poyson yeelds It is no Wine no the black bane it is The killing vomit of the Cockatrice 'T is bitter venom 't is the same that coms From the fel ASPIK's foul infecting gums Do not I knowe it keep not I account In mine Exchequer how their Sins do mount Vengeance is mine I will in fine repay In my due time I will not long delay Their Ruin posteth then th' Omnipotent Shall iudge for IACOB then I will repent To quite-destroy mine owne beloved People Seeing their strength all fail'd and wholly feeble 'T will then be said Where are there Gods becom Their deaf dull Idols sent-les sight-les dumb To whom they lift their hearts and hands and eyes And as their Guards so oft did sacrifice Now let those trim Protectors them protect Let them them rise quickly and defend their Sect Their Fires and Altars and com stand before To shield the Fondlings that their Fanes adore Knowe therfore Mortals I th' IMMORTAL am There 's none like Me in or above this Frame I wound I heal I kill I fetch from Grave And from my hands none can the Sinner save I 'll lift my hand toward th' arched Heav'ns on high And swear with-all by mine Eternity Which onely Beeing gives to all to Been That if I whet my Sword of Vengeance keen If once I say as soverain King alone I sit me down on my high Iustice Throne I 'll venge me roughly on mine Enemies And guerdon iustly their iniquities My heart-thrill Darts I will make drunk with blood I 'll glut my Sword with slaughter all the brood Of rebell Nations I will race in fine To recompence the blood and death of Mine O Gentiles then his People praise and fear Sith to the Lord it is so choisely-deer Sith Hee 'll auenge his Cause and beating down His Enemies will mildly cheer his Owne FINIS The CAPTAINES THE IIII. PART OF THE III. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Iust Duked IOSVAH cheers the Abramides To CANAAN's
to vndo-vs As these neer Nations Israel accords And with an Oath confirms the solemn words So I good Lord perceiving all the Seed A sacred application of their profane example Of Sin-full Adam vnto Death decreed Doom'd to the Vengeance of thy Fury fell And damn'd for ever to the deepest Hell Would fain be free but if I should alas Com as I am before thy glorious face Thou righteous God wilt turn thine eyes away For Flesh and Blood possess not Heav'n for ay And the strict Rigour of thy Iustice pure Cannot O Lord the least of sins endure Oh then what shall I do I 'll similize These Gabaonites I will myself disguize To gull thee Lord for even a holy Guile Findes with thee grace and fauour often-while I'll put-on crafty not the cloak of Pride For that was it whereby our Grandsires di'd And Lucifer with his associates fell From Ioys of Heav'n into the Pains of hel But th' humble Fleece of that sweet sacred Lamb Which for our sakes vpon the Cross became So torn and tatter'd which the most refuse Scorn of the Gentiles Scandal of the Iewes And as a piece of Silver Tyn or Lead Simile By cunning hands with Gold is covered I that am all but Lead or dross more base In fervent Crusible of thy free Grace I 'll gild me all with his pure Beautie 's Gold Born a new man by Faith I 'll kill mine old In Spirit and Life Christ shall be mine example His Spirit shall be my spirit and I his Temple I beeing thus in Christ and Christ in me O! wilt thou canst thou driue vs farre from thee Deprive from promis'd new Ierusalem Christ thine owne Likenes and me like to him Bannish from Heav'n whose Blisâ— shal never vade Thy Christ by whom and me for whom 't was made But O presumption O too rash Designe Alas to Will it only is not mine And though I Would my flesh too-Winter-chill My Spirit 's small sparkles doth extinguish still O! therfore thou thou that canst all alone All-sacred Father's like all-sacred Son Through thy deep Mercy daign thou to transform Into thy Self me sin-full silly worm That so I may be welcom to my God And liue in Peace not where the Iewes abode But in Heav'n Sion and that thou maist be Th' vniting glew between my God and me Now Eglon's Hebron's Iarmuth's Salem's Lords And Lachis Kingling after these Accords Wroth that their Neighbours had betrayed so Their common Country to their common Foe Had made so great a breach and by the hand Led as it were th' Hebrews into their Land Set-vpon Gabaon but th' Isacian Prince As iust as valiant hastes to hunt them thence And resolute to rescue his Allies He straight bids Battail to their Enemies The Fight growes fierce and winged Victory The Battaile of the fiue Kings Shaking her Laurels rusht confusedly Into the midst she goes and coms and goes And now she leans to these and now to those Auster the while from neighbour Mountains arms A hundred Winters and a hundred storms With huge great Hail-shot driving fiercely-fell In the stearn visage of the Infidel The roaring Tempest violently retorts Extraordinary Volleys of Hail-shot froÌ„ Heauen vpoÌ„ the Infidels Vpon themselues the Pagans whirling darts And in their owne breasts their owne Launces bore Wher-with they threatned th' Hoast of God before And even as if it enuied the Renown Of valiant Iosuah now by Ganges knowen With furious shock the formost Ranks it whirr'd Vpon the next the second on the third Even as a Bridge of Cards which Play-full Childe Simile Doth in an evening on a Carpet build When som Wag by vpon his Work doth blowe If one Arch fail the rest fall all arowe Each vpon other and the Childe he Cries For his lost labour and again he tries If any resting on his knotty Spear Gainst Arms and storms yet stand out stifly there Th' Hail which the Winde full in his face doth yerk Smaâ—ter than Racquets in a Courtre-ierk Balls 'gainst the Walls of the black-boorded house Beats out his eyes battters his nose and brows Then turn the Pagans but without a vail For instantly the stony storm of Hail Which flew direct a-front direct now falls Plumb on their heads and cleaues their sculs and cauls And ever as they waver to and fro Over their Hoast the Haily Clowd doth go And never hits one Hebrue though between But a sword's length or not so much be seen A bluckler one another a bright helm Over his threatened or sick head doth whelm But the shield broken and helm beaten in Th' Hail makes the hurt bite on the bloody green Those that escape be take them to their heels Iosuah pursues and though his sweat distills From every part he wounds he kills he cleaues Neither the Fight imperfect so he leaues But full of faithfull zeal and zealous faith Thus O strange language thus alowd he saith Beam of th' Eternall daies bright Champion At the command of Iosuah the Sun staÌ„dâ—th stil. Spiall of Nature O all-seeing Sun Stay stand thou still stand still in Gabaon And thou O Moon i' th' vale of Aialon That th' Ammorites now by their hare-like flight Scape noâ— my hands vnder all-hiding Night As a Caroche draw'n by foure lusty steeds Simile In a smooth way whirling with all their speeds Stops suddainly if 't slip into a slough Or if it cross som Log or massie bough The Day-reducing Chariot of the Sun Which now began towards his West to run Stops instantly and giues the Hebrews space To rid the Pagans that they haue in chase Nature amaz'd for very anger shakes DescriptioÌ„ of Na ture who offended therat makes her complaint to GOD. And to th' Almighty her complaint she makes Seemly she marches with a measur'd pase Choler puts colour in her lovely face From either nipple of her bosom-Twins A liuely spring of pleasant milk their spins Vpon her shoulders Atlas-like she bears The frame of All down by her side shee wears A golden Key wher-with shee letteâ—h-forth And locketh-vp the Treasures of the Earth A sumptuous Mantle to her heels hangs down Wher-in the Heavens the Earth and Sea is showen The Sea in Silver woven the Earth in Green The Heav'ns in azure with gold threds between All-quickning Loue fresh Beauty smiling Youth And Fruitfulness each for her fauour su'th Grace still attends ready to do her honour Riches and Plenty alwayes wait vpon her Accoutred thus and thus accompani'd With thousand sighs thus to the Lord she cri'd Prosopopoeia Shall it be sayd a Man doth Heav'n command Wilt thou permit a braving Souldiers hand To wrong thine eldest Daughter ah shall I Haue the bare Name and He th' authority To Govern all and all controul O Lord With the bare winde of his ambitious word Shall I the World's Law then receiue the Law At others hands of others stand in aw If 't be thy pleasure or
his furious Prince Seem Samuel rais'd Saul routed Selfely-slain King Dauids TROPHEIS and triumphant Raign His heauenly Harp skill in King IAMES renewd His humane frailty heauily pursewd Bersabé batheing Nathan bold-reprouing Dauid repenting Our REPENTANCE moouing HEröike force and Prince-fit forme withall Saul king of Israell fortunate at the first is afterward reiected and Dauid elected in his fleed Honor the Scepter of courageous Saul Successe confirmes it for the power Diuine Tames by his hand th' outrageous Philistine Edom and Moab and the Ammonite And th' euer-wicked curst Amalekite O too-too-happy if his arrogance Had not transgrest Heauens sacred Ordinance But therefore God in 's secret Counsell iust Him euen alreadie from his Throne hath thrust Degraded of his gifts and in his steed Though priuily anointed Iesse's Seed Th' honour of Iacob yea of th' Vniuerse Heav'ns darling DAVID Subiect of my Verse Lord sith I cannot nor I may not once Invocation Aspire to DAVIDS Diadems and Thrones Nor lead behind my bright Tryumphal-Car So many Nations Conquered in War Nor DAVID-like my trembling Asps adorn With bloody TROPHEIS of my Foes forlorn Vouch safe mee yet his Verse and Lord I craue Let me his Harp-strings not his Bowe-strings haue His Lute and not his Launce to worthy-sing Thy glorie and the honour of thy King For none but DAVID can sing DAVID's worth Angels in Heav'n thy glory sound in Earth DAVID alone whom with Heav'ns loue surpriz'd To praise thee there thou now hast Angeliz'd Giue mee the Laurel not of War but Peace Or rather giue mee if thy grace so please The Ciuik Garland of green Oaken boughes Thrice-three times wreath'd about my glorious browes To euer-witnes to our after-frends How I haue reskew'd my con-Citizens Whom profane Fames-Thirst day and night did moue To be be-slav'd to th' yoake of wanton Loue For not to mee but to thee Lord be prayse Now by th' example of my Sacred Layes To Sacred Loues our noblest spirits are bent And thy rich Name 's their only Argument HEE WHOM in priuat wals with priuie signe The great King-maker did for King assigne Begins to showe himself a fier so great Could not liue flame-les long nor would God let So noble a spirits nimble edge to rust In Sheapheards idle and ignoble dust My Son how certain we that Saying proue Iessè or Ishai sendeth Dauid to see his brethreÌ„ in the Campe. That doubtfull Fear still wayts on tender Loue DAVID saith Iesse I am full of fears For thy deer Brethren Each Assault salt tears Draws from mine eyes mee thinks each point doth stab Mine Eliab Samna and Aminadab Therefore goe visite them and with this Food Beare them my Blessing say I wish them good Beseeching God to shield and them sustain And send them soon victorious home again Gladly goes DAVID and anon doth spie Two steep high Hils where the two Armies lie Description of Goliah A Vale diuides them where in raging mood Colossus-like an armed Giant stood His long black locks hung shagged slouen-like A down his sides his bush-beard floated thick His hands and arms and bosom bristled were Most Hedge-hog-like with wyer insteed of haire His foul blasphemous mouth a Caues mouth is His eyes two Brands his belly an Abysse His legs two Pillers and to see him go Hee seemd some steeple reeling to and fro A Cypresse-Tree of fifteen Summers old Pyramid-wise waues on his Helm of gold Whose glistring brightnes doth with rayes direct Against the Sun the Sun it self reflect Much like a Comet blazing bloodie-bright Simile Ouer some City with new threatfull light Presaging down-fall or some dismal fate Too-neer approaching to some ancient State His Launce a Loom-beam or a Mast as big Which yet he shaketh as an Osier twig Whose harmful point is headed stifly-straight With burnisht Brasse aboue an Anuils waight Vpon whose top in stead of Bannaret A hissing Serpent seems his foes to threat His brazen Cuirasse not a Squire can carrie For 't is the burthen of a Dromedarie His Shield where Cain his brother Abel slaies Where Chus his son Heav'n-climbing Towrs doth raise Where th' Ark of God to th' Heathen captiuate To Dagon's House is led with scorne and hate Is like a Curtain made of double planks To saue from shot some hard-besieged Ranks His threatfull voice is like the stormefull Thunder When hot-cold Fumes teare sulphury clowds asunder O Fugitiues this is the fortieth day His brauing Defiance to the Hoast of Israell Thus barkes the Dog that I haue stalked aye About your fearefull Hoast that I alone Against your best and choisest Champion In single Combat might our Cause conclude To shun the slaughter of the multitude Come then who dares and to be slaine by mee It shall thine honour and high Fortune bee Why am I not lesse strong my common strength Might find some Braue to cope with at the length But fie for shame when shall we cease this geare I to defie and you to flie for feare If your hearts serue not to defend your Lot Why are you arm'd why rather yeeld you not Why rather doe you sith you dare not fight Not proue my mildnesse than prouoke my might What needed Coats of brasse and Caps of steele For such as Hare-like trust but to their heele But sith I see not one of you alas Alone dares meete nor looke me in the face Come tenne come twenty nay come all of you And in your ayde let your great God come too Let him rake Hell and shake the Earth in sunder Let him be arm'd with Lightning and with Thunder Come let him come and buckle with me heer Your goodly God lesse then your selues I feare Thus hauing spewd the dreadfull Cyclop stirr'd His monstrous Limbes beneath his feet he reard A Clowd of dust and wheresoe're he wend Flight Feare and Death his ghastly steps attend Euen as a payr of busie chattering Pies Simile Seeing some hardie Tercell from the skies To stoop with rav'nous seres feele a chill feare From bush to bush wag-tayling here and there So that no noyse nor stone nor stâ—â—ke can make The timorous Birds their Couert to forsake So th' Hebrew Troopes this brauing Monster shun And from his sight some here some there doo run In vain the King commands intreats and threats And hardly three or foure together gets What shame saith he that our victorious Hoast Saul stirreth vp his Souldiers proposeth ample Reward to him that shall vndertake the Philistine Should all be daunted with one Pagans boast Braue Ionathan how is thy courage quaild Which yerst at Boses all alone aslaild Th' whole Heathen Hoast O Worthy Abner too What chance hath cut thy Nerues of Valour now And thou thy self O Saul whose Conquering hand Had yerst with Tropheis filled all the Land As far as Tigris from the Iapâ—ean Sea Where is thy heart how is it fall'n away Saul is not Saul O â— then what Izraelice Shall
saw'd in Transomes Beams and Somers Great Rocks made little what with Sawes and Hammers The sturdy Quar-man with steel-headed Cones And massie Sledges slenteth out the Stones Digs through the bowels of th' earth baked stiff Cuts a wide Window through a horned Cliff Of ruddy Porphire or white Alabaster And masters Marble which no Time can Master One melts the White-stone with the force of Fire Another leveld by the Lesbian Squire Deep vnder ground for the Foundation ioynes Wel-polisht Marble in long massie Coines Such both for stuff and for rare artifice As mought beseem som royall Frontispice This heaws a Chapter that a Frize doth frame This Carues a Cornich that prepares a Iambe This formes a Plynth that fits an Architraue This planes a Plank and that the same doth graue Giues life to Cedars dead and cunningly Makes Wood to moue to sigh and speak wel-nigh And others rearing high the sacred Wal By their bold Labours Heav'n it self appall Cheerly they work and ply it in such sort As if they thought long Summer-dayes too-short As in Grape-Harvest with vnweary pains Simile A willing Troup of merry-singing Swains With crooked hooks the strouting Clusters cut In Frails and Flaskets them as quickly put Run bow'd with burthens to the fragrant Fat Tumble them in and after pit-a-pat Vp to the Waste and dauncing in the Must To th' vnder-Tub a flowry Shower doo thrust They work a-vie to th' eye their Work doth growe Who saw 't i' th' Morning scarce at Night can knowe It for the same and God himself doth seem T' haue ta'en to Taske this Work and work for them While in the Night sweet Sleep restores with rest The weary limbs of Work-men ouer-prest Great King whence came this Courage Titan-like So many Hils to heap vpon a rick What mighty Rowlers and what massie Cars Could bring so far so many monstrous Quars And what huge strength of hanging Vaults embow'd Bears such a waight aboue the winged Clowde If on the out-side I doo cast mine eye The Stones are ioyn'd so artificially That if the Maçon had not checkerd fine * Syrian Syre's Alabaster with hard Serpentine And hundred Marbles no lesse fair than firm The whole a whole Quar one might rightly tearm If I look In then scorn I all with-out Surpassing Riches shineth all about Floore Sides and Seeling couerd triple-fold Stone lyn'd with Cedar cedar limn'd with Gold And all the Parget carv'd and branched trim With Flowrs and Fruits and winged Cherubim I over-passe the sacred Implements In worth far passing all these Ornaments Th' Art answers to the stuff the stuff to th' vse O! perfect Artist thou for Mould didst chuse The Worlds Idea For as first the same Was sever'd in a Three-fold divers Frame And God Almighty rightly did Ordain One all Divine one Heav'nly one Terrene Decking with Vertues one with Stars another With Flowrs and Fruits and Beasts and Birds the other And playd the Painter when he did so gild The turning Globes blew'd Seas and green'd the field Gaue precious Stones so many-coloured lustre Enameld Flowers made Metals beam and glister The Caruer when he cut in leaues and stems Of Plants such veins such figures files and hems The Founder when he cast so many Forms Of winged Fouls of Fish of Beasts of Worms Thou doost divide this Sacred House in Three Th' HOLY OF HOLIES wher-in none may bee But God the Cherubims and once a yeer The Sacred Figure of Perfection deer Of Gods eternall Son Sins sin-les check The ever-lasting true MELCHISEDEC The fair mid-TEMPLE which is ope alone To Sun-bright Leuites who on Izrael shone With Rayes of Doctrine and who feeding well On the Lawes Hony seem in Heav'n to dwell And th' vtter PORCH the Peoples residence The Vulgars Ile the World of Elements And various Artist honour'st all the Parts With Myron's Phydias and Apelles Arts. This Pattern pleas'd thee so th' hast fram'd by it Th' eternall Watch-births of thy sacred Wit Thy pithy Book of Prouerbs richly-graue Vnto the PORCH may rich relation haue For that it giues vs Oeconomike Lawes Rules Politike and Priuate civill Sawes And for the most those Lessons general At Humane matters aim the most of all Ecclesiastes the Mid-TEMPLE seems It treadeth down what ever Flesh esteems Fair pleasant precious glorious good or great Drawes vs from earth and vs in Heav'n doth seat And all the World proclaiming Uain of Vains Mans happinesse in Gods true Fear maintains SANCTVM-SANCTORVM is thy Song of Songs Where in Mysterious Verse as meet belongs Thou Mariest Iacob to Heav'ns glorious King Where thou devoted doost divinely sing CHRIST'S and his CHVRCHES Epithalamie Where sweetly rapt in sacred Extasie The faith-full Soule talks with her God immense Hears his sweet Voice her self doth quintessence In the pure flames of his sweet-pearcing eyes The Cabinets where Grace and Glory lies Enioyes her Ioy in her chaste bed doth kisse His holy lips the Loue of Loues her Blisse When he had finisht and had furnisht full The House of God so rich so bewtifull O God sayd Salomon great Only-Trine Dedication of the Temple Which of this Mystike sacred House of Thine Hast made me Builder build Mee in the same A living Stone For thy deer DAVIDS name On DAVIDS branches DAVIDS blisse reviue That on his Throne his Issue still may thriue O All-comprising None-comprised Prince Which art in Heav'n by thy Magnificence In Hell by Iustice each-where by thy Powers Dwell here deer Father by thy Grace to Ours If in a doubtfull Case one needs must swear Loose thou the Knot and punish thou severe Th' audacious Periure that hence-forth none chance Taxe thee of Malice or of Ignorance If our dis-flowred Trees our Fields Hail-torn Our empty Ears our light and blasted Corn Presage vs Famine if with ten-fold chain Thy hand hath lockt thy Water-gates of Rain And towards this House we humbled cast our eye Hear vs O Lord hear our complaint and cry If Captiues we in a strange Land bewayl If in the Wars our Force and Fortune fail And towards this House we humbled cast our eye Hear vs O Lord hear our complaint and cry If Strangers moov'd with rumor of thy Miracles Com heer to Offer to consult thine Oracles And in this House to kneel religiously Hear them O Lord hear their complaint and cry Hear them from Heav'n and by thy Favors prest Draw to Thy TEMPLE North South East and West The passe-Man Wisedom of th' Isacian Prince A Light so bright set in such eminence Vn-hideable by envious Arrogance Vnder the Bushell of black Ignorance Shines every where illustres every place Among the rest it Lightens in the Face Of the fair Princesse that with prudent hand The soft Arabian Scepter doth command The Queen of Saba where continuall Spring The Queene of Saba Red Cinamom Incense and Myrrhe doth bring Where private men doo Prince-like Treasures hold Where Pots be Silver Bedsteds beaten Gold Where Wals
prisoners trouble Much worse me thought the time his martyrdome did double So that to scape that scourge so irk some to my hart I could haue beene content to suffer any smart Lo by blind ignorance how iudgements are mis-led Now that full thirtie monthes I haue experienced That so-much-feared ill 't is now so vs'd to me That I a prisoner liue much more content and free Then when as vnder cloake of a false freedome vaine I was base slaue indeede to many a bitter paine But now I see my selfe mockt euery-where almost And feeble me alone met by a mightie hoast Of such as in this case doo not conceiue as I But doo esteeme themselues offended much thereby And therefore Father deere this weake abortiue Child For refuge runnes betweeneth ' armes of his Grand-sire mild If you accept of it my labour hath his hire For careles of the rest all that I heere desire Is onely that yourselfe as in a Glasse may see The Image of th' estate of my Captiuitie Where though I nothing can auaile the Common-weale Yet I auaile my selfe atleast some little deale Praising th' all-powerfull Lord that thus vouch safes to poure Such fauours manifold vpon meeuery houre Wherof your self yer while so sweet sure proof haue tasted In cruell bitternes of bands that longer lasted Now I beseech his Grace to blesse mine enterprise My heart and hand at once to gouerne in such wise That what I write may nought displeasing him containe For voide of his sweet aide who works he works in vaine Within the wide-spred space of these round Elements Whatsoeuer is indewd with liuing soule and sense Seekes of it selfe selfe-good this instinct naturall Nature her selfe hath grauen in harts of Creatures all And of all liuing things from largest to the least Each one to flie his ill doth euermore his best Thereof it comes we see the wilde Horse full of strength Tamely to take the bit into his mouth at length And so by force we tame each most vntamed beast Which of it selfe discreet of euils takes the least And though that that which seemes to be his chiefe restraint He often-times despise that 's by a worse constraint As when the Lyon fierce feare-lesse pursues the shining Of bright keen-piercing blades and 's royal crest declining Full of the valiant Fire that courage woonts to lend Runnes midst a million swords his whelplings to defend More fearing farre that they their libertie should lose Than on himselfe the smart of thousand wounding blowes But all things haue not now the selfe same goods and ils What helpeth one the same another hurts and kils There 's ods between the good that sauage Beasts do like And that good good indeed which soul-wiseman must seek When Beasts haue store of food and free from foe's annoy Smart-lesse and sound and safe may as they list enioy Their fill of those delights that most delight the sense That that 's the happines that fully them contents But reasonable soules as God hath made mankind Can with so wretched Good not satisfie their mind But by how much the more their inly sight excels The brutish appetite of euery creature els So much more excellent the good for which they thirst Man of two parts is made the body is the worst The Heav'n-born soule the best wherein mans blisse abides In body that of beasts nought hauing els besides This body stands in need of manie an accessorie To make it somewhat seeme the soule receiues this glory That selfly she subsists and her aboundant wealth Vnlike the bodies store is euer safe from stealth Our body took his birth of this terrestriall clod Our spirit it was inspir'd of th' inly breath of God And either of them still striues to his proper place This earth-born stoopes to earth that stics to heauen apace But as the silly bird whose wings are wrapt in lime Faine but in vaine attempts to flie full many a time So our faire soule surcharg'd with this foule robe of mud Is too-too often held from mounting to her GOOD She striues she strikes sometimes she lifts her vp aloft But as the worser part we see preuaileth oft This false fraile flesh of ours with pleasure's painted lure Straight makes her stoop againe downe to the dust impure Happy who th' honour hath of such a victory He crowns his conquering head with more true maiesty Then if he had subdued those Nations by his might Which doo discouer first Aurora's early light And those whom Phoebus sees from his Meridian Mount Th' Anti-podes and all more then the sand to count For small the honour is to be acknowledg'd King And Monarke of the world ones selfe vn-maistering But each man on his head this Garland cannot set Nor is it giuen to all this victorie to get Onely a very few Gods deere-belov'd Elect This happy Goale haue got by Vertues lyue effect Therest soon weary of this fame so painfull War Like well of Heauen but loue the earth aboue it far Some drunk with poysony dregs of worldly pleasures brute Know where true good consists but neuer doo ensue't Some doo ensue the same but with so faint a heart That at the first assault they doo retire and start Some more courageous vow more then they bring to passe So much more easie 't is to say then doo alas And all through too-much loue of this vaine worlds alâ—urements Or too-much idle feare of sufferings and endurements Meerevanities whereto the more men doo incline The farther-off they are from their chiefe Good diuine Therefore so many think themselues so miserables Therefore the aire is fill'd with out-cries lamentable Of such as doâ— disdaine the thing that better is To entertaine the worse with forfeit of their blisse Therefore we see those men that riches doo possesse Afflicted still with care and therefore heauinesse Abandons neuer those that fed with honours fill Fawne vpon Potentates for â—litting fauours still And cause God wot they haue to be at quiet neuer Sith their felicitie is so vncertaine euer Neither are Kings themselues exempted from vexation How-euer Soueraignesway they beare in any Nation For now they wish to win anon feare losse no lesse Yea though for Empire they did this wide world possesse Not one of them withall could full contented be For how man more attaines the more attempteth he Who therfore couets most such soon-past goods vncertain Shall ne'r enioy the ioy of goods abiding certain But who so seeks to build a true content to last On else-what must else-where his first foundation cast For all things here below are apt to alter euer Heere 's nothing permanent and therefore whosoeuer Trusts thereto trusteth to a broken staffe for stay For no earth's vanity can blesse a man for aye We must to make vs blest our firme assurance found Els-where then in this world this change-inthralled ground We must propose our selues that perfect perish-les That true vnfained good that good all danger-les From th' vniust
Works reueales him t' our intelligence There-in our fingers feel our nostrils smel Our palats taste his vertues that excel He shewes him to our eyes talks to our ears In th' ord'red motions of the spangled Sphears The World 's a School where in a generall Story Sundrie comparisons shewing what vse Christians should make in considering the workes of God in this mighty World God alwayes reads dumb Lectures of his Glory A pair of Stairs whereby our mounting Soule Ascends by steps aboue the Arched Pole A sumptuous Hall where God on euery side His wealthy Shop of wonders opens wide A Bridge whereby we may pass-o're at ease Of sacred Secrets the broad boundless Seas The World 's a Cloud through which there shineth cleer Not faire Latona's quiv'red Darling deer But the true Phoebus whose bright countenance Through thickest vail of darkest night doth glance The World 's a Stage where Gods Omnipotence His Iustice Knowledge Loue and Prouidence Do act their Parts contending in their kindes Aboue the Heav'ns to rauish dullest mindes The World 's a Book in Folio printed all With God's great Works in letters Capitall Each Creature is a Page and each Effect Afaire Character void of all defect But as young Trewants toying in the Schools In steed of learning learn to play the fools We gaze but on the Babies and the Couer The gawdy Flowrs and Edges gilded-ouer And neuer farther for our Lesson look Within the Volume of this various Book Where learned Nature rudestones instructs That by His wisedome God the World conducts To read This Book we need notvnderstand Although the world discouer sufficiently euen to the most rude the Eternity and Power of God Yet only the true Christians do rightly conceiue it Each strangers gibbrish neither take in hand Turks Characters nor Hebrue Points to seek Nyle's Hieroglyphikes nor the Notes of Greek The wandring Tartars the Antartiks wilde Th' Alarâ—ies fierce the Scythians fel the Childâ— Scarce seav'n year old the bleâ—red aged eye Though void of Art read heer indifferently But he that wears the spectacles of Faith Sees through the Sphears aboue their highest heighth He comprehends th' Arch-moouer of all Motions And reads though running all these needfull Notions Therefore by Faith's pure rayes illumined These sacred Pandects I desire to read And God the better to beholde beholde Th' Orb from his Birth in 's Ages manifolde Th' admired Author's Fancy fixed not On some fantastik fore-conceited Plot Much less did he an elder World elect God needing no Idea nor premeditatioÌ„ nor Pattern of his work of nothing made all the World By form whereof he might this Frame erect As th' Architect that buildeth for a Prince Some stately Palace yer he do commence His Royall Work makes choise of such a Court Where cost and cunning equally consort And if he finde not in one Edifice All answerable to his queint deuice From this fair Palace then he takes his Front From that his Finials here he learns to mount His curious Stairs there findes he Frise and Cornish And other Places other Peeces furnish And so selecting euery where the best Doth thirty Models in one House digest Nothing but Nothing had the Lord Almighty Whereof wherewith whereby to build this Citie Yet when he Heav'ns Aire Earth and Sea did frame He sought not far he swet not for the same A fit Simile to that purpose As Sol without descending from the sky Crowns the fair Spring in painted brauery Withouten trauaile causeth th' Earth to bear And far off makes the World young euery year The Power and Will th' affection and effect The Work and Proiect of this Architect March all at once all to his pleasure ranges Who Alwaies-One his purpose neuer changes Yet did this Nothing not at once receiue Of Nothing God created the matter whereunto afterward he gaue the form and figure which now we behold in the creatures Matter and Forme For as we may perceiue That Hee who means to build a warlike Fleet Makes first prouision of all matter meet As Timber Iron Canuase Cord and Pitch And when all 's ready then appointeth which Which peece for Planks which plank shall line the waste The Poup and Prow which Fir shall make a Mast As Art and Vse directeth heedfully His hand his tool his iudgement and his eye So God before This Frame he fashioned I wote not what great Word he vttered From 's sacred mouth which summon'd in a Masse Whatsoeuer now the Heav'ns wide arms embrace But where the Shipwright for his gainful trade Findes all his stuffe to 's hand already made Th' Almightie makes his all and euery part Without the help of others Wit or Art That first World yet was a most formless Form A confus'd Heap a Chaos most deform What that new created Chaos was before God gaue it forme figure place and situation A Gulf of Gulfs a Body ill compact An vgly medly where all difference lackt Where th' Elements lay iumbled all together Where hot and colde were iarring each with either The blunt with sharp the dank against the drie The hard with soft the base against the high Bitter with sweet and while this brawl did last The Earth in Heav'n the Heav'n in Earth was plac't Earth Aire and Fire were with the Water mixt Water Earth Aire within the Fire were fixt Fire Water Earth did in the Aire abide Aire Fire and Water in the Earth did hide For yet th' immortall mightie Thunder-darter The Lord high-Marshall vnto each his quarter Had not assigned the Celestiall Arks Were not yet spangled with their fiery sparks As yet no flowrs with odours Earth reuiued No scaly shoals yet in the waters diued Nor any Birds with warbling harmony Were born as yet through the transparent Sky All All was void of beauty rule and light Genes 1. 2. All without fashion soule and motion quite Fire was no fire the Water was no water Aire was no aire the Earth no earthly matter Or if one could in such a World spy forth The Fire the Ayre the Water and the Earth Th' Earth was not firm the Fier was not hot Th' Aire was not light the Water cooled not Briefly suppose an Earth poore naked vain All void of verdure without Hill or Plain A Heav'n vn-hangd vn-turning vn-transparant Vn-garnished vn-gilt with Stars apparant So maist thou ghesse what Heav'n and Earth was that Where in confusion raigned such debate A Heav'n and Earth for my base stile most fit Not as they were but as they were not yet This was not then the World 't was but the Matter The Nurcery whence it should issue after Or rather th' Embryon that within a Weeke The Chaos how to be considered Was to be born for that huge lump was like The shape-less burthen in the Mothers womb A simile Which yet in Time doth into fashion com Eyes eares and nose mouth fingers hands and feet And euery member in proportion
t' assault the Ill Of the good Angels seruing to the glory of God and good of his Church both in generall and particular Th' vnspotted Spirits that neuer did intend To mount too high nor yet too lowe descend With willing speed they euery moment goe Whether the breath of diuine grace doth blowe Their aims had neuer other limitation Then God's own glory and his Saints saluation Law-less Desire nâ—'r enters in their brest Th' Almightie's Face is their Ambrosiall Feast Repentant tears of strayed Lambs returning Their Nectar sweet their Musike Sinners Mourning Ambitious Mans greedy Desire doth gape Sâ—eptâ—r Scepter Crown on Crown to clap These neuer thirst for greater Dignities Trauail's their â—ase their bliss in seruice lies For God no sooner hath his pleasure spoken Or bow'd his head or giuen som other token Or almost thought on an Exploit where in The Ministry of Angels shall be seen But these quick Postes with ready expedition Fly to accomplish their diuine Commission One followes Agar in hir pilgrimage Gen. 21 17 18. And with sweet comforts doth her cares asswage Another guideth Isâ—â—â—â— mighty Hoasts Exod. 23 23 33 2. Another Iacob on th' Idumean Coasts Another skill'd in Physick to the Light Tobi. 11 7 11 12 14 15 Restores old faithfull Tobies failing sight In Nazareth another rapt with ioy Tels that a Virgin shall bring forth a Boy That Mary shall at-once be Mayd-and-Mother Luk. 1 26. And bear at-once her Son Sire Spowse and Brother Yea that Her happy fruitfull woomb shall hold Him that in Him doth all the World infold Som in the Desart tenderd consolations Math. 4 11. While IESVS stroue with Sathans strong Temptations One in the Garden in his Agonies Luk. 22 43. Cheers-vp his fears in that great enterprise To take that bloody Cup that bitter Chalice And drink it off to purge our sinfull Malice Another certifies his Resurrection Matth. 28 25. Vnto the Women whose faith 's imperfection Suppos'd his colde limbs in the Graue were bound Vntill th' Archangels lofty Trump should sound Another past all hope doth pre-auerr Luk. 1 13. Acts 12. â— The birth of Iohn Christ's holy Harbenger One trusty Seriant for diuine Decrees The Iewes Apostle from close Prison frees One in few howers a fearfull slaughter made Of all the First-born that the Memphians had Exod. 12 29. Exempting Those vpon whose door-postes stood A sacred token of Lambs tender blood 2. Kings 10. 35 Another mowes-down in a moments space Before Hierusalem Gods chosen place Senacharib's proud ouer-daring Hoast That threatned Heav'n and 'gainst the Earth did boast In his Blasphemous braues comparing ev'n His Idol-Gods vnto the God of Heav'n His Troups victorious in the East before Besieg'd the City which did sole adore The Onely God so that without their leaue A Sparrow scarce the sacred Wals could leaue Then Ezechias as a prudent Prince Poizing the danger of these sad euents His Subiects thrall his Cities wofull Flames His Childrens death the rape of noble Dames The Massacre of Infants and of Eld And 's Royall Self with thousand weapons queld The Templeraz'd th' Altar and Censer voyd Of sacred vse Gods Seruants all destroyd Humbled in Sack-cloath and in Ashes cries For ayd to God the God of Victories Who hears his suit and thunders down his Fury On those proud Pagan Enimies of Iury For while their Watch within their Corps de Garde About the Fire securely snorted hard From Heav'n th' Almighty looking sternly down Glancing his Friends a smile his Foes a frown A sacred Fencer 'gainst th' Assyrians sent Whose two-hand Sword at euery veny slent Not through a single Souldiers feeble bones But keenly slyces through whole Troops at once And heaws broad Lanes before it and behinde As swistly whirling as the whisking winde Now gan they fly but all too slowe to shun A flying Sword that follow'd euery one A Sword they saw but could not see the arm That in one Night had don so dismall harm As we perceiue a Winde-mils sayls to go But not the Winde that doth transport them so Blushing Aurora had yet scarce dismist Mount Libanus from the Nights gloomy Mist When th' Hebrew Sentinels discov'ring plain An hundred foure score and fiue thousand slain Exceeding ioyfull gan to ponder stricter To see such Conquest and not knowe the Victor O sacred Tutors of the Saints you Guard Of Gods Elect you Pursuiuants prepar'd To execute the Counsails of the Highest You Heav'nly Courtiers to your King the nighest Gods glorious Heralds Heav'ns swift Harbengers 'Twixt Heav'n and Earth you true Interpreters I could be well content and take delight To follow farther your celestiall Flight But that I fear heer hauing ta'n in hand So long a iourney both by Sea and Land I fear to faint if at the first too fast I cut away and make too-hasty haste For Trauailers that burn in braue desire To see strange Countries manners and attire Make haste enough if onely the First Day From their own Sill they set but on their way So Morne and Euening the First Day conclude And God perceiu'd that All his Workes were good THE SECOND DAIE OF THE FIRST WEEK THE ARGVMENT Lewd Pöets checkt Our Pöets chast Intents Heav'ns Curtain spread th' all-forming Elements Their number nature vse and Domination Concent excesse continuance situation Aire 's triple Regions and their Temper 's change Windes Exhalations and all Meteors strange Th' effects the vse apply'd to Conscience Mans Reason non-plust in som Accidents Of Prodigies of th' Elementall Flame Heav'ns ten-fold Orbs Waters aboue the same THose learned Spirits whose wits applyed wrong With wanton Charms of their in chanting song A iust reproof of wanton lasciâ—ious Poets of our Time Make of an olde foul frantike Hecuba A wondrous fresh fair witty Helena Of lewd Faustina that loose Emperess A chaste Lucretia loathing wantonness Of a blinde Bowe-Boy of a Dwarf a Bastard No petty Godling but the Gods great Master On thankless furrows of a fruitless sand Their seed and labour lose with heedless hand And pitching Netts to catch I little wott What fume of Fame that seems them to besott Resemble Spiders that with curious pain Weaue idle Webs and labour still in vain But though then Time we haue no deerer Treasure Less should I wail their miss-expence of leasure If their sweet Muse with too-well spoken Spell Drew not their Readers with themselues to Hell For vnder th' hony of their learned Works A hatefull draught of deadly poyson lurks Whereof alas Young spirits quaffe so deep The danger of their seduced Readers That drunk with Loue their Reason falls asleep And such a habit their fond Fancy gets That their ill stomack still loues euill meats Th' inchanting force of their sweet eloquence Hurls head long down their tender Audience Ay childe-like sliding in a foolish strife On th' Icie down-Hills of this slippery Life The Songs their Phoebus
doth so sweet inspire Are euen the Bellows whence they blow the fire Of raging Lust before whose wanton flashes A tender brest rak't-vp in shamefaç't ashes Our Poets modest purpose Therefore for my part I haue vow'd to Heav'n Such wit and learning as my God hath giv'n To write to th' honour of my Maker dread Verse that a Virgine without blush may read Again he calleth vpon God for assistance in the descriptioÌ„ of the 2. Dayes worke Clear Source of Learning soule of th' Vniuerse Sith thou art pleas'd to chuse mine humble verse To sing thy Praises make my Pen distill Celestiall Nectar and this Volume fill With th' Amalthéan Horn that it may haue Som correspondence to a Theam so graue Rid thou my passage and make clear my way From all incumbers shine vpon This Day That guided safely by thy sacred Light My Rendez-vous I may attain yer night Which is thè Fir mament meÌ„tioned by Moseâ— in the 1. Ch. of Gen. V. 6 7 8. Comprehending the Heauens and all the Elementary Region Of the foure Elements simple in theÌ„selues wherof all things subiect to our sense are composed THAT HVGE broad-length that long-broad height-profound Th' infinite finit that great moundless Mound I mean that Chaos that self-iarring Mass Which in a moment made of Nothing was Was the rich Matter and the Matrix whence The Heav'ns should issue and the Elements Now th' Elements twin-twins two Sons two Daughters To wit the Fire the Aire the Earth and Waters Are not compounded but of them is all Compounded first that in our sense can fall Whether their qualities in euery portion Of euery thing infuse them with proportion Whether in all their substance they confound And so but one thing of their foure compound As in a Venice Glass before our eyne Diuers similes We see the water intermix with wine Or in our stomack as our drink and food Doe mingle after to conuert to blood This in a Fire-brand may wesâ—e whose Fire Doth in his flame toward 's natiue Heav'n aspire His Ayre in smoak in ashes falls his Earth And at his knots his Water wheezes forth Euen such a War our Bodies peace maintains For in our Flesh our Bodie 's Earth remains Our vitall spirits our Fire and Aire possess And last our Water in our humours rests Nay ther 's no Part in all this Bulk of ours Where each of these not intermix their powers Though 't be apparant and I needs must graunt That ayesom one is most Predominant The pure red part amid the Mass of Bloud The Sanguine Aire commaunds the clotted mud Sunk down in Lees Earths Melancholy showes The pale thin humour that on th' out-side flowes Is watery Phlegme and the light froathy scum Bubbling aboue hath Fiery Cholers room Not that at all times one same Element In one same Body hath the Regiment A vicissitude of the Elements praedominance But in his turn each raigning his subiects draws After his Lore for still New Lords new Lawes As sans respect how rich or Noble-born Each Citizen rules and obayes by turn In chart'red Towns which seem in little space Changing their Ruler euen to change their face For as Chameleons vary with their obiect So Princes manners do transform the Subiect So th' Element in Wine predomining It hot and cold and moist and dry doth bring By 's perfect or imperfect force at length Inforcing it to change the taste and strength So that it doth Grapes sharp-green iuice transfer To Must Must t'wine and Wine to Vineger As while a Monarch to teach others aw ExcelleÌ„t Similes shewing the commodity or discoÌ„modity of the proportioÌ„ or excesse of euery of the Elemente Subiects his own selfs-Greatnes to his Law He ruleth fearless and his Kingdoms flourish In happy Peace and Peace doth Plenty nourish But if fell Tyrant his keen sword be euer Vniustly drawn if he be sated neuer With Subiects blood needs must his Rage at last Destroy his State and lay his Countrey waste So or much like the while one Element Ouer the rest hath modest Gouernment While in proportion though vnequall yet With Soueraign Humours Subiect Humours fit The Body's â—ound and in the very face Retains the Form of beauty and of grace But if like that inhumane Emperour Who wisht all People vnderneath his Power Had but one head that he might butcher so All th' Empires Subiects at one onely blowe It Tyrannizing seek to wrack the rest It ruines soon the Prouince it possest Where soon appears through his proud vsurpation Both outward change and inward alteration So too-much Moist which vnconcoct within Excesse of moisture The Liuer spreads betwixt the flesh and skin Puffs vp the Patient stops the pipes pores Of Excrements yea double bars the dores Of his short breath and slowely-swiftly curst In midd'st of Water makes him euer thirst Nor giues man Rest nor Respite till his bones Be raked vp in a cold heap of stones Of Drought So too-much Drought a lingring Ague drawes Which seeming painless yet much pain doth cause Robbing the nerues of might of Ioy the heart Of mirth the face of moisture euery part Much like a Candle fed with it own humour By little and little it own selfs consumer Nor giues mans Rest nor Respite till his bones Be raked vp in a colde heap of stones So too-much Heat doth bring a burning Feuer Of Heate Which spurrs our Pulse and furrs our Palat euer And on the tables of our troubled brain Fantastikely with various pensill vain Doth counterfait as many Forms or mo Then euer Nature Art or Chance could showe Nor giues man Rest nor Respite till his bones Be raked vp in a cold heap of stones So too-much Cold couers with hoary Fleece Of Colde The head of Age his flesh diminishes Withers his face hollowes his rheumy eyes And makes himself euen his own self despise While through his marrow euery where it enters Quenching his natiue heat with endless Winters Nor giues man Rest nor Respite till his bones Be taked vp in a coldheap of stones Of the continuance of the Elements maintaining that whatso euer is now nâ—w formed hath stil his substance froÌ„ the Materia prima what soeuer dissolues resolues into the same changing onely forme And also consuting the contrary Errors Yet think not that this Too-too-much remises Ought into nought it but the Form disguises In hundred fashions and the Substances Inly or outly neither win nor leese For all that 's made is made of the First Matter Which in th' old Nothing made the All-Creator All that dissolues resolues into the same Since first the Lord of Nothing made This Frame Nought's made of nought and nothing turns to nothing Things birth or death change but their formall clothing Their Forms doe vanish but their bodies bide Now thick now thin now round now short now side For if of Nothing anything could spring Th' Earth without
And in this Store-house of his Wonders treasure Observ'd in all things number waight and measure For had the Water next the Fire been plaç't Fire seeming then moro wrongd and more disgraç't Would sodainly have left his Aduersary And set vpon the Vmpire more contrary But all the Links of th' holy Chain which tethers The many Members of the World togethers Are such as none but only he can breake them Who at the first did of meere nothing make them Water as arm'd with moisture and with cold The cold-dry Earth with her one hand doth hold With th' other th' Aire The Aire as moist and warm The disposing combining of the Elements Holds Fire with one Water with th' other arm As Country Maidens in the Month of May Merrily sporting on a Holy-day And lusty dancing of a lively Round A Similitude About the May-pole by the Bag-pipes sound Hold hand in hand so that the first is fast By means of those between vnto the last For sith 't is so that the dry Element Not onely yeelds her owne Babes nourishment But with the milke of her aboundant brests Doth also feede th' Aires nimble winged guests And also all th' innumerable Legions Of greedy mouths that haunt the Bryny Regions So that th' Earth's Mother or else Nurse of all That run or fly or swim or slide or crawl 'T was meet it should be it self's Counterpoize To stand still firm against the roaring noise Of wrack full Neptune and the wrathfull blasts Of parching South and pinching Boreas 'T was meet her sad-slowe body to digest Why the Earth is the lowest and enuironed with the other three Elements wherof it is the center Farther from Heav'n than any of the rest Least of Heav'ns Courseth ' Eternall swift Careers Rushing against her with their whirling Sphears Should her transport as swift and violent As ay they do their neighbour Element And sith on th' otherside th' harmonious Course Of Heav'ns bright Torches is th' immortall source Of earthly life and sith all alterations Almost are caus'd by their quick agitations In all the World God could not place so fit Our Mother Earth as in the midst of it For all the Stars reflect their lively rayes On Fire and Aire and Water diuers wayes Dispersing so their powerfull influence On in and through these various Elements But on the Earth they all in one concurr And all vnite their seuered force in her As in a Wheel which with a long deep rut Simile His turning passage in the durt doth cut The distant spoaks neerer and nearer gather And in the Navevnite their points together As the bright Sun shines thorough smoothest Glass Simile The turning Planets influence doth pass Without impeachment through the glist ' ring Tent Of the tralucing Fierie Element Th' Aires triple Regions the transparent Water But not the firm Base of this fair Theater And therefore rightly may we call those Trines Fire Aire and Water but Heav'ns Concubines For neuer Sun nor Moon nor Stars inioy The love of these but only by the way As passing by whereas incessantly The lusty Heav'n with Earth doth company And with a fruitfull seed which lends All life With-childs each-moment his owne lawfull wife And with her louely Babes in form and nature The Water between the Earth and Aire So diuers decks this beautifull Theater The Water lighter then the Earthy Masse Heauier then Aire betwixt them both hath place The better so with a moist-cold to temper Th' ones over-driness th' others hot distemper But my sweet Muse whither so fast away Leauing the Earth and Sea till the next Booke hee comes to treate of the Aire Soft soft my Darling draw not dry To-Day Castalian Springs defer the Cirque and Seat The power and praise of Sea and Earth as yet Do not anticipate the Worlds Beginning But till To-Morrow leaue the enter-blinning Of Rocky Mounts and rouling Waues so wide For euen To-Morrow will the Lord diuide With the right hand of his Omnipotence These yet confus'd and mingled Elements And liberally the shaggy Earth adorn With Woods and Buds of fruits of flowers and corn 'T is time my Loue 't is time mine onely Care To hie vs hence and Mount vs in the Aire 'T is time or neuer now my dearest Minion To imp strong farcels in thy sacred pinion That lightly born vpon thy Virgin back Safe through the Welkin I my course may take Com com my Ioy lend me thy lillie shoulder That thereon raised I may reach the bolder Before the rest of my deer Country-men Of better wit but worse-applied pen At that green Laurel which the niggard Skies So long haue hidden from my longingeies Th' Aire hoste of Mists the bounding Tennis-ball That stormy Tempests toss and play with all The Aire distinguished into 3 Regions Of winged Clouds the wide inconstant House Th' vnsetled kingdom of swift Aeolus Great Ware-house of the Windes whose traffik giues Motion of life to euery thing that liues Is not throughout all one our Elder Sages Have fitly parted it into Three Stages Wherof because the Highest still is driv'n With violence of the First-mouing Heav'n The High From East to West and from West returning To th' honored Cradle of therosiall Morning And also seated next the Fiery vault It by the learned very hot is thought That which we touch with times doth variate Now hot now cold and sometimes temperate The Lowe Warm-temp'red showers it sendeth in the Spring In Autumn likewise but more varying In Winter time continuall cold and chill In Sommer season hot and soultry still For then the Fields scorched with flames reflect The sparkling rayes of thousand Stars aspect And chiefly Phoebus to whose arrows bright Our Globy Grandame serues for But and White The Middle Region of the Aire But now because the Middle Region's set Far from the Fiery seelings flagrant heat And also from the warm reuerberation Which aye the Earth reflects in diuers fashion That Circle shiuers with eternall colde For into Hail how should the Water molde Of the causes of Haile Euen when the Sommer hath gilt Ceres Gowne Except those Climes with Ycicles were sowen So soon as Sol leaving the gentle Twins With Cancer or thirst-panting Leo Inns The mid-most Aire redoubleth all his Frosts Being besieged by two mighty Hoasts Of Heat more fierce ' gainst his Cold force then ever Calls from all quarters his chil troups together T' incounter them with his vnited Powr Which then dispersed hath far greater powr As Christian Armies from the Frontiers far And out of fear of Turks outrageous War March in disorder and become disperst As many Squadrons as were Souldiers yerst So that somtimes th' vntrained Multitude With bats and boawes hath beat them and subdu'd But if they once perceive or vnderstand The Moony Standards of proud Ottoman To be approaching and the Sulph'ry thunder Wherewith he brought both Rhodes and Belgrade vnder They
soon vnite and in a narrow place Intrench themselues their courage growes apace Their heart 's on fire and Circumcised Powrs By their approach double the strength of ours 'T is doubt-less this * Contrary Circumstance The effects theâ— of in the middle Region of the Aire Antiperistasis Bear with the word I hold it not a miss T' adopt somtimes such strangers for our vse When Reason and Necessity induce As namely where our natiue Phrase doth want A Word so force-full and significant Which makes the Fireseem to our sense and reason Hotter in Winter then in Sommer season 'T is it which causeth the cold frozen Scythia Too-often kist by th' husband of Orithya To bring forth people whose still hungry brest Winter or Sommer can more meat digest Then those lean staruelings which the Sun doth broil Vpon the hot sands of the Libyan soyl And that our selues happily seated fair Whose spongy lungs draw sweet and holesom Aire Hide in our stomacks a more liuely heat While bi-front Ianus frosty frowns do threat Then when bright Phoebus leauing swarty Chus Mounts on our Zenith to reflect on vs. Th' Almighties hand did this Partition form Why the air was thus distinguished in the 3. Regions To th' end that Mist Comets and Winde and Storm Deaw drizling Showrs Hail slippery Ice Snowe In the Three Regions of the Aire might growe Wherof som pointed th' Earth to fertilize Other to punish our impieties Might dayly grave in hardest hearts the love And fear of him who Raigns in Heav'n above For as a little end of burning wax Of exhalations and whereunto they are appropriate by the Sun and the Regions of the Aire By th' emptiness or if it self attracts In Cupping-glasses through the scotched skin Behind the Poule superfluous humors thin Which fuming from the brain did thence descend Vpon the sight and much the same offend So the swift Coach-man whose bright flaming hair Doth euery Day gild either Hemisphear Two sorts of Vapours by his heat exhales From floating Deeps and from the flowry Dales Th' one somwhat hot but heauy moist and thick The other light dry burning pure and quick Which through the Welkin roaming all the year Make the World diuers to itself appear Now if a vapour be so thin that it Cannot to Water be transformed fit Of Mist. And that with Cold-lym'd wings it houer neer The flowry Mantle of our Mother deer Our Aire growes dusky and moist drowsy Mist Vpon the Fields doth for a time persist And if this vapour fair and softly sty Not to the cold Stage of the middle Sky Of Deaw and Ice But 'bove the Clouds it turneth in a trice In April Deaw in Ianuary Ice But if the Vapour brauely can aduenture Vp to th' eternall seat of shivering Winter The small thin humour by the Cold is prest Into a Cloud which wanders East and West Of Rain Vpon the Winde 's wings till in drops of Rain It fall into his Grandames lap again Whether som boistrous winde with stormy puff Ioustling the Clouds with mutuall counter-buff Do break their brittle sides and make them shatter In drizling Showres their swift distilling water As when a wanton heedless Page perhaps Diuers Similes shewing how the Rain is caused through the incounter of the Cloudes which are the matter of it Rashly together two full glasses claps Both being broken so dainly they pour Both their brew'd liquors on the dusty flour Whether som milder gale with sighing breath Shaking their Tent their tears disseuereth As after rain another rain doth drop In shady Forests from their shaggy top When through their green boughs whiffing Winds do whirl With want on pufs their wauing locks to curl Or whether th' vpper Clouds moist heauiness Doth with his waight an vnder Cloud oppress And so one humour doth another crush Till to the ground their liquid pearls do gush As the more clusters of ripe grapes we pack In Vintage-time vpon the hurdles back At 's pearced bottom the more fuming liquor Runns in the scummy Fat and falls the thicker Then many Heav'n-flouds in our Flouds do lose-am Whence it proceedeth that sometimes it raineth Frogs Nought's seen but Showers the Heav'ns sad sable bosom Seems all in tears to melt and Earths green bed With stinking Frogs is somtimes couered Either because the floating Cloud doth fold Within it self both moist dry hot and cold Whence all things heer are made or else for that The actiue windes sweeping this dusty Flat Somtimes in th' aire som fruitfull dust doo heap Whence these new-formed vgly creatures leap As on the edges of som standing Lake Which neighbour Mountains with their gutters make The foamy slime it self transformeth oft To green half-Tadpoles playing there aloft Half-made half-vnmade round about the Floud Half-dead half-liuing half-a frog half-mud Somtimes it happens that the force of Cold Freezes the whole Cloud then we may behold Of Snow In siluer Flakes a heav'nly Wooll to fall Then Fields seem grass-less Forests leafe-less all The World 's all white and through the heaps of Snowe The highest Stag can scarce his armour showe Somtimes befals that when by secret powr Of Haile The Cloud 's new-chang'd into a dropping showr Th' excessiue cold of the mid-Aire anon Candies-it all in bals of Icy-stone Whose violent storms somtimes alas doo proin Of fume Vapours or exhalations whirling in the Lowe and Middle Regions of the aire and whereof the windes are ingendred Without a knife our Orchard and our Vine Reap without sickle beat down Birds and Cattle Disgrace our woods and make our Roofs to rattle If Heav'ns bright Torches from Earth's kidneys sup Som somwhat dry and heatfull Vapours vp Th' ambitious lightning of their nimble Fire Would so dainly neer th' Azure Cirques aspire But scarce so soon their fuming crest hath raught Or toucht the Coldnes of the middle Vault And felt what force their mortall Enemy In Garrison keeps there continually When down again towards their Dam they bear Holp by the waight which they haue drawn from her But in the instant to their aid arriues Another new heat which their heart reuiues Re-arms their hands and hauing staied their flight Better resolv'd brings them again to fight Well fortifi'd then by these fresh supplies More brauely they renew their enterprize And one-while th' vpper hand with honour getting Another-while disgracefully retreating Our lower Aire they tosse in sundry sort As weak or strong their matter doth comport This lasts not long because the heat and cold Equall in force and Fortune equall bold In these assaults to end this so dain brall Th' one stops their mounting th' other stayes their fall So that this Vapour neuer resting stound Stands neuer still but makes his motion round Posteth from Pole to Pole and flies amain From Spain to India and from Inde to Spain But though these blustring spirits seem alwaies blow'n By the same spirit and of like Vapour
grow'n Yet from their birth-place take they diuersly A diuers name and diuers quality Feeling the fower Windes that with diuers blast Of the Windes whereof there are foure principall compared to the foure Seasons the foure Complexions the foure Elements and the foure Ages of man assigned to the foure Corners of the World And called East West North South From the fower corners of the World doo haste In their effects I finde fower Temp'raments Foure Times foure Ages and foure Elements Th' East-winde in working follows properly Fire Choler Summer and soft Infancy That which dries-vp wild Affrick with his wing Resembles Aire Bloud Youth and liuely Spring That which blowes moistly from the Western stage Like Water Phlegme Winter and heauy Age That which comes shiv'ring from cold Climates solely Earth withered Eld Autumn and Melancholy Not but that Men haue long yeâ— this found-out More then these foure Windes East West North and South Those that at Sea to see both Poles are wont Vpon their Compass two and thirty count Though they be infinite as are the places Whence the Heav'n-fanning Exhalation passes But wheresoeuer their quick course they bend As on their Chiefs all on these Foure depend One while with whisking broom they brush and sweep Diuers effects of the Windes The cloudy Courtains of Heav'ns stages steep Anon with hotter sighes they dry the Ground Late by Electra and her sisters drownd Anon refresh they with a temperate blowing The soultry Aier vnder the Dog-star glowing On Trees anon they ripe the Plum and Pear In cods the Poulse the Corn within the ear Anon from North to South from East to West With ceas-less wings they driue a Ship addrest And somtimes whirling on an open Hill The round-flat Runner in a roaring Mill In flowry motes they grinde the purest grain Which late they ripened on the fruitfull Plain Diuers effect of hot exhalations If th' Exhalation hot and oily proue And yet as feeble giueth place aboue To th' Airy Regions euer-lasting Frost Incessantly th' apt-tinding fume is tost Till it inflame then like a Squib it falls Or fire-wingd shaft or sulp'hry Powder-Balls Of Comeâ—s But if This kinde of Exhalation tour Aboue the walls of Winters icy bowr ' T-inflameth also and anon becoms A new strange Star presaging wofull dooms And for this Fier hath more fewell in 't Then had the first 't is not so quickly spent Whether the Heav'ns incessant agitation Into a Star transforming th' Exhalation Kindle the same like as a coal that winkt On a sticks end and seemed quite extinct Tost in the dark with an industrious hand To light the night becoms a fier-brand Or whether th' vpper Fire doo fire the same As lighted Candles doo th' vnlight inflame According as the vapour 's thick or rare Of other fiery impressions in the regions of the Aire Euen or vn-even long or large round or square Such are the Forms it in the Aire resembles At sight whereof th' amazed Vulgar trembles Heer in the night appears a flaming Spire There a fierce Dragon folded all in fire Heer a bright Comet there a burning Beam Heer flying Launces there a Fiery Stream Heer seems a horned Goat environ'd round With fiery flakes about the Aire to bound There with long bloody hair a Blazing Star Threatens the World with Famin Plague and War To Princes death to Kingdoms many crosses To all Estates ineuitable Losses To Heard-men Rot to Plough-men hap-less Seasons To Saylers Storms to Cities ciuill Treasons But hark what hear I in the Heav'ns me thinks A liuely description of thunder and lightning The Worlds wall shakes and his Foundation shrinks It seems euen now that horrible Pâ—rsiphoné Loosing Meger Alecto and Tysiphoné Weary of raigning in black Erebus Transports her Hell between the Heav'n and vs. 'T is held I knowe that when a Vapour moist How they are ingendred As well from Fresh as from Salt water 's hoist In the same instant with hot-Exhalations In th' Aiery Regions secondary stations The Fiery Fume besieged with the Croud And keen-cold thicknes of that dampish Cloud Strengthens his strength and with redoubled Volleys Of ioyned Heat on the the Cold Leagher sallies Like as a Lion very late exil'd A simile From 's natiue Forests spit-at and reuil'd Mock't moov'd and troubled with a thousand toyes By wanton children idle girls and boyes With hideous roaring doth his Prison fill In 's narrow Cloistre ramping wildely still Runns to and fro and furious less doth long For liberty than to reuenge his wrong This Fire desirous to break forth again From 's cloudy Ward cannot itself refrain But without resting loud it grones and grumbles It roules and roars and round-round-round it rumbles Till hauing rent the lower side in sunder With Sulph'ry flash it haue shot-down his thunder Though willing to vnite in these alarms To 's Brothers Forces his own fainting arms And th' hottest Circle of the World to gain To issue vp-ward oft it striues in vain But 't is there fronted with a Trench so large And such an Hoast that though it often charge On this and that side the Cold Camp about With his Hot Skirmish yet still still the stout Victorious Foe repelleth ev'ry push So that despairing with a furious rush Forgetting honour it is fain to fly By the back-door with blushing Infamy Then th' Ocean boyls for fear the Fish doo deem Their effects The Sea too shallow to safe-shelter them The Earth doth shake the Shepheard in the field In hollow Rocks himself can hardly shield Th' affrighted Heav'ns open and in the Vale Of Acheron grim Plutoes self looks pale Th' Aire flames with Fire for the loud-roaring Thunder Renting the Cloud that it includes asunder Sends forth those Flashes which so blear our sight As wakefull Students in the Winters night Against the steel glauncing with stony knocks Simile Strike sodain sparks into their Tinder-box Moreouer Lightning of a fume is fram'd Admirable effects of lightning Through ' tselfs hot-dryness euermore inflam'd Whose powr past-credit without razing skin Can bruiz to powder all our bones within Can melt the Gold that greedy Mizers hoord In barred Cofers and not burn the boord Can break the blade and neuer sindge the sheath Can scorch an infant in the Womb to death And neuer blemish in one sort or other Flesh bone or sinew of th' amazed Mother Consume the shooes and neuer hurt the feet Empty a Cask and yer not perish it My yonger eyes haue often seen a Dame To whom the flash of Heav'ns fantastike flame Did els no harm saue in a moment's space With windy Rasor shaue a secretplace Shall I omit a hundred Prodigies Of Crownes and circles about the Sunne Moone and other Planets Oft seen in forehead of the frowning Skies Somtimes a Fiery Circle doth appear Proceeding from the beautious beams and clear Of Sun and Moon and other Stars aspect Down-looking on a
And want on ENGLAND why hast thou forgot Vpon like consideration the Trāslator sharp ly citeth Eng. to rouze her frō her present securitie proposeth fearfull exāples of her own troublous changes others terrible Chastisements Thy visitation as thou hadst it not Thou hast seen signes and thou hast felt the rod Of the revenging wrathfull hand of God The frowning Heav'ns in fearefull Sightes fore-spoke Thy Roman Saxon Dane and Norman Yoak And since alas vnkinder wounds then those The Ciuillrents of thy diuided ROSE And last of all the raging Wolues of Rome Tearing thy limbs Christs Lambs in Martyrdom Besides Great Plagues and grieuous Dearths which yerst Haue oft the Sinnews of thy strength reuerst But thou more faulty more forgetfull art Then Boyes that fear but while they feel the smart All this is past and thou past fear of it In Peace and Plenty as a Queen doost sit Of Rods forgetfull and for Rest ingratefull That sottish dulnes this a sinne most hatefull Ingratefull to thy God who all hath sent And thy late Queen his sacred Instrument By whose pure hand he hath more blessed Thine Esay Chap. 5. ◠2. 3. c. Then yerst his owne Choice-planted Hebrew Vine From whence hee look't for Grapes as nov from thee That bore him Crabs Thouworse if worse may be That was destroy'd the wilde Boar entred in ENGLAND beware Like punishment like sinne But O! what boots or what auailes my song To this deaf Adder that hath slept so long Snorting so loud on pillows of Securitie Dread-less of danger drowned in Impurity Whose Senses all all ouer-grow'n with Fat Haue left no door for Fear to enter at Yet once again deer Country must I call ENGLAND repent Fall to preuent thy Fall Though Thou be blinde thy wakefull watchmen see Heav'ns Irefull vengeance hanging ouer thee In fearfull Signes threatning a thousand Woes To thy Sinn 's Deluge which allouer-flowes Thine vncontrold bold open Athëism Close Idol-seruice Cloaked Hypocrism Common Blaspheming of Gods Name in Oaths Vsuall Profaning of his Sabbaoths Thy blinde dumb Idol-shepheards choakt with steeples That fleece thy Flocks and do not feed thy Peoples Strife-full Ambition Florentizing States Bribes and Affection swaying Magistrates Wealth 's mercie-less Wrong Vsury Extortion Poore's Idleness Repining at their Portion Thy drunken Surfets and Excess in Diet Thy Sensuall wallowing in Lascivious Riot Thy huft puft painted curld purld Wanton Pride The Baud to Lust and to all Sinns beside These are thy Sinns These are the Signes of Ruin To euery State that doth the same pursue-in Such cost the Iews and Asians Desolation Now turned Turks that were the Holy Nation Happy who take by others dangers warning All that is writ is written for our learning So preach thy Prophets But who heeds their cry Or who beleeues Then much less hope haue I. Wherefore Deer Bartas hauing warned them From this Digression turn we to our Theam As our All-welcom SOVERAIN Englands solace Simile Heav'ns care Earths comfort in his stately Palace Hath next His Person Princes of His Realms Next him in bloud extract from Royall Stems Next those the Nobles next the Magistrates That serue him truly in their seuerall States As more or less their diuers Dignity Coms neer the Greatnes of his Maiesty So next the Heav'ns God marshall'd th' Element Hauing sufficiently discoursed of the Aire he begins to handle the Element of Fire Which seconds them in swift bright Ornament And then the rest according as of kin To th' Azure Sphears or th' Erring Fiers they bin Yet som more crediting their eyes then Reason From 's proper place this Essence doo disseisin Against such as deny the Fire to be an Element And vainly strive after their Fanciessway To cut the World's best Element away The nimble light bright-flaming heat-full Fire Fountain of life Smith Founder Purifier Cook Surgeon Soldier Gunner Alchymist The source of Motion briefly what not is' t Apt for all acting all whose arms embrace Vnder Heav'ns arms this Vniuersall Mass. For if say they the Fire were lodg'd between Their Reasons The Heav'ns and vs it would by night be seen Sith then so far-off as in Meads we pass 1 We see least Glow-wormsglister in the grass Besides how should we through the Fiery Tent Perceiue the bright eys of the Firmament Sith heer the soundest and the sharpest ey 2 Can nothing through our Candle-flames descry O! hard-beleeuing Wits if Zephyrus Aunsweres And Austers sighes were neuer felt of vs You would suppose the space between Earth's Ball And Heav'ns bright Arches void and empty all And then no more you would the Aire allow For Element then th' hot-bright Flamer now Now ev'n as far as Phoebus light excels Difference between th' Elementary fire and ours The light of Lamps and every Taper els Wherewith wevse to lengthen th' After-noon Which Capricorn ducks in the Sea too soon So far in pureness th' Elementall Flame Excels the Fire that for our vse we frame For ours is nothing but a dusky light Gross thick and smoaky enemy to sight But that aboue for being neither blent With fumy mixture of gross nourishment Nor tost with Windes but far from vs coms neer It 's neighbour Heav'n in nature pure and cleer But of what substance shall I after-thee Heere for conclusion of this second booke hee commeth to discourse of the Heauens first intreateth of their matter and Essence According to the opinions of the Philosophers O match-less Master make Heav'ns Canapey Vncertain heer my resolutions rock And waver like th' inconstant Weather-Cock Which on a Towr turning with every blast Changeth his Master and his place as fast Learned Lycaeum now awhile I walk-in Then th' Academian sacred Shades I stalk-in Treading the way that Aristotle went I doo depriue the Heav'ns of Element And mixture too and think th' omnipotence Of God did make them of a Quint-Essence Sith of the Elements two still erect Their course Their motion vp two euer down direct But the Heav'ns course not wandring vp nor down Continually turns onely roundly round The Elements haue no eternal race But settle ay in their assigned place But th' azure Circle without taking breath His certain course for euer gallopeth It keeps one pase and mov'd with waight-les waights It neuer takes fresh horse nor neuer baits Things that consist of th' Elements vniting Are euer tost with an intestin fighting Whence springs in time their life and their deceasing Heauen not subiect to alteration as are the Elements Their diuers change their waxing and decreasing So that of all that is or may be seen With mortall eyes vnder Nights horned Queen Nothing retaineth the same form and face Hardly the half of half an howrs space But the Heav'ns feel not Fates impartiall rigour Years add not to their stature nor their vigour Vse wears them not but their green-euer Age Is all in all still like their Pupillage
this Sea belowe Which round about our Earthly Globe doth flowe Remains still round and maugre all the surly Aeolian Slaves and Water's hurly burly Dares not to levell her proud liquid Heap Neuer so little past her limits leap Why then beleeue we not that vpper Sphear May without falling such an Ocean bear Vncircumcised O hard hearts at least Lett 's think that God those Waters doth digest In that steep place for if that Nature heer 5. Diuers effects continual admirable in Nature Can form firm Pearl and Crystall shining cleer Of liquid substance let 's beleeue it rather Much more in God the Heav'ns and Natur 's Father Let vs much more much more lett 's peiz and ponder Th' Almighties Works and at his Wisedom wonder Let vs obserue and double-waigh it well That this proud Palace whear we rule and dwell Though built with match-less Art had fall'n long since Had 't not ben seel'd-round with moist Elements For like as in Man's Little-World the Brain Doth highest place of all our Frame retain And tempers with it's moistfull coldnes so Th' excessive heat of th' other parts belowe Th' eternall Builder of this beautious Frame To enter-mingle meetly Frost with Flame And cool the great heat of the Great-Worlds Torches This-Day spred Water over Heav'ns bright Arches These Seas they say leagu'd with the Seas belowe Hiding the highest of the Mountains tho Had drown'd the whole World had not Noah builded A holy Vessell where his house was shielded Taking occasioÌ„ by his former discourse he treateth of the incouÌ„ ter of the vpper waters with the lower whence followed the general stood in the daies of Noah Which hâ—re he liuely representeth Where by direction of the King of Kings He sav'd a seed-payr of all liuing things No sooner shipâ— but instantly the Lord Down to th' Aeolian dungeon him bestirr'd There muzled close Cloud-chasing Boreas And let loose Auster and his lowring race Who soon set forward with a dropping wing Vpon their beard for every hair a spring A night of Clouds muffled their brows about Their wattled locks gusht all in Rivers out And both their hands wringing thick Clouds asunder Send forth fierce lightning tempest rain and thunder Brooks Lakes and Floods Rivers and foaming Torrents Sodainly swell and their confused Currents Losing their old bounds break a neerer way To run at randon with their spoyls to Sea Th' Earth shakes for fear and sweating doth consume her And in her veins leaues not a drop of humour And thou thy self O Heav'n didst set wideope Through all the Marshes in thy spacious cope All thy large sluces thy vast Seas to shed In sodain spouts on thy proud sisters head Whose aw-less law-less shame-les life abhord Onely delighted to despight the Lord. Th' Earth shrinks sinks now th' Ocean hath no shore Now Rivers run to serue the Sea no more Themselues are Sea the many sundry Streams Of sundry names deriv'd from sundry Realms Make now but one great Sea the World it self Is nothing now but a great standing Gulf Whose swelling surges strive to mix their Water With th' other Waves above this round Theater The Sturgeon coasting over Castles muses Vnder the Sea to see so many houses The Indian Manat and the Mullet float O'r Mountain tops where yerst the bearded Goat Did bound and brouz the crooked Dolphin seuds O'r th' highest branches of the hugest Woods Nought boots the Tigre or the Hart or Hors Or Hare or Grey-hound their swift speedy cours For seeking Land the more they strain breath them The more alas it shrinks and sinks beneath them The Otter Tortois and fell Crocodile Which did enioy a double house yer-while Must be content with only water now The Wolf and Lamb Lions and Buçks do rowe Vpon the Waters side by side suspect-less The Glead and Swallow laboring long effect-less 'Gainst certain death with wearied wings fall down For want of Perch and with the rest do drown And for mankinde imagine som get vp To som high Mountains over-hanging top Som to a Towr som to a Cedar tree Whence round about a World of deaths they see But wheresoeuer their pale fears aspire For hope of safety th' Ocean surgeth higher And still-still mounting as they still do mount When they cease mounting doth them soon surmount One therefore ventures on a Plank to rowe One in a Chest another in a Trough Another yet half-sleeping scarce perceives How 's bed and breath the Flood at once bereaves Another labouring with his feet and hands A while the fury of the Flood withstands Which by his side hath newly droun'd his Mother His Wife his Son his Sister Sire and Brother But tyr'd and spent weary and wanting strength He needs must yeeld too to the Seas at length All all must die then but * Parcae à non parcendo Thenone-sparing Fates that is to say Death th' impartiall Maids Who wont to vse so sundry tools for ayds In execution of their fatall slaughters Had only now the furious foaming Waters Safely the while the sacred Ship did float On the proud shoulders of that boundless-Moat Though mast-les oar-les and from Harbour far For God was both her Steers-man and her Star Thrice fifty dayes that Vniuersall Flood Wasted the World which then the Lord thought good To re-erect in his Compassion great No sooner sounds he to the Seas retreat But instantly wave into wave did sink With sodain speed all Rivers gan to shrink Th' Ocean retires him to his wonted prison The Woods are seen the Mountain tops are risen Out of their slimy Bed the Fields increase And spread apace so fast the waters cease And briefly th' onely thundring hand of God Now Earth to Heav'n Heav'n vnto Earth re-show'd That he again Panchaian Fumes might see Sacred on Altars to his Maiesty He concludeth with a most godly prayer accommodated to the state of the Church in our time Lord sith't hath pleas'd thee likewise in our Age To saue thy Ship from Tyrants stormy rage Increase in Number Lord thy little Flock But more in Faith to build on thee the Rock So Morn and Euen the second Day conclude And God perceiu'd that All his Works were good THE THIRD DAIE OF THE FIRST WEEK THE ARGVMENT The Sea and Earth their various Equipage Seuer'd a-part Bounds of the Oceansrage ' Timbraceth Earth it doth all Watersowe Why it is salt How it doth Ebb and Flowe Rare streams and Fountains of strange operation Earth's firmnes greatnes goodnes sharp taxation Of Bribes Ambition Treason Auarice Trees Shrubs Plants Mines Metals Gemms of price Right vse of Gold the Load-stones rare effects The Countrey-life preferr'd in all respects MY sacred Muse that lately soared high Among the glist'ring Circles of the Sky FroÌ„ the Heauen Regions of the Aire the Poet descendeth to the Earth and Sea Whose various dance which the first Moover driues Harmoniously this Vniverse revives Commanding all the Windes and sulphry
Storms The lightning Flashes and the hideous Forms Seen in the Aire with language meetly brave Whilom discourst vpon a Theam so grave But This-Day flagging lowely by the Ground She seems constrain'd to keep a lowely â—ound Or if somtimes she somwhat raise her voice The sound is drown'd with the rough Oceans noise O King of grassie and of glassie Plains He calleth vpon the true God be assisted in the description of thâ—se two Elements and the things therein Whose powrfull breath at thy drad will constrains The deep Foundations of the Hills to shake And Seas salt billows 'gainst Heav'ns vaults to rake Grant me To-Day with skilfull Instruments To bound a right these two rich Elements In learned numbers teach me sing the natures Of the firm-Earth and of the floating Waters And with a flowring stile the Flowrs to limn Whose Colours now shall paint the Fields so trim All those steep Mountains whose high horned tops God in this third Day gathers together the Waters separates them from the Earth The misty cloak of wandring Clouds enwraps Vnder First Waters their crump shoulders hid And all the Earth as a dull Pond abid Vntill th' All-Monarch's bountious Maiesty Willing t'enfeof man this worlds Empery Commaunded Neptune straight to Marshall forth His Floods a-part and to vnfold the Earth And in his Waters now contented rest Thaue all the World for one whole day possest As when the muffled Heav'ns have wept a main By an apt coÌ„parison he sheweth how the Water withdrewe from off the Earth And foaming streams assembling on the Plain Turn'd Fields to Floods soon as the showrs do cease With vnseen speed the Deluge doth decrease Sups vp it self in hollow sponges sinks And 's ample arms in straighter Chanell shrinks Even so the Sea to ' tself it self he took Mount after Mount Field after Field forsook And sodainly in smaller cask did tun Her Waters that from every side did run Whether th' imperfect Light did first exhale Much of that primer Humour where withall God on the Second-Day might frame and found The Crystall Sphears that he hath spred so round Whether th' Almighty did new place provide To lodge the Waters whether op'ning wide Th' Earth's Hollow Pores it pleas'd him to conueigh Of the lodging and bed of the sea Deep vnder ground som Arms of such a Sea Or whether pressing waters gloomy Globe That cov'red all as with a cloudy Robe He them impris'ned in those bounds of brass Which to this day the Ocean dares not pass Without his licence For th' Eternall knowing The Seas commotive and inconstant flowing The Sea kept within her bouÌ„ds by the Almighty power of God Thus curbed her and 'gainst her enuious rage For-ever fenç't ouâ— Flowry-mantled Stage So that we often see those rowling Hils With roaring noise threatning the neighbour Fields Through their owne spite to split vpon the shore Foaming for fury that they dare no more For what could not that great high Admirall Work in the Waues sith at his Seruants call His dreadfull voice to save his ancient Sheep Did cleave the bottom of th' Erythrean Deepe Exod. 14 11 Iosuah 3 16 Gen. 7 21 Exod. 17. 6 And toward the Crystall of his double source Compelled Iordan to retreat his course Drown'd with a Deluge the rebellious World And from dry Rocks abundant Rivers purl'd Lo thus the waighty Water did yer-while With winding turns make all this world an I le For like as molten Lead being poured forth A fit Simile shewing the winding turns of the Sea abouâ— the Earth Vpon a leuell plot of sand or earth In many fashions mazeth to and fro Runs heer direct thear crookedly doth go Heer doth diuide it self there meets again And the hot Riv'let of the liquid vain On the smooth table crawling like a worm Almost in th' instant euery form doth form God pour'd the Waters on the fruitfull Ground In sundry figures somin fashion round Some square som crosse som long som lozenge-wise Som triangles som large som lesser size Amid the Floods by this fair difference To giue the world more wealth and excellence Such is the German Sea such Persian Sine Such th' Indian Gulf and such th' Arabian Brine And such Our Sea whose divers-brancht * Windings retortions Divide the World in three vnequall Portions And though each of these Arms how large soever The arms of the Sea distinguished into smaller members with coÌ„modities and vse thereof To the great Ocean seems a little Riuer Each makes a hundred sundry Seas besides Not sundry in waters but in Names and Tides To moisten kindely by their secret Vains The thirsty thickness of the neighbour Plains To bulwark Nations and to serue for fences Against the inuasion of Ambitious Princes To bound large Kingdomes with eternall limits To further Traffick through all Earthly Climates T' abbridge long Iourneys and with ayd of Winde Within a month to visit eyther Inde But th' Earth not only th' Oceans debter is A Catalogue of most of the most famous Riuers in the World For these large Seas But sh' owes him TanaÌ„is Nile Aegypts treasure and his neighbour stream That in the Desart through his haste extream Loseth himself so oft swift Euphrates And th' other proud Son of cold Niphates Fair spacious Ganges and his famous brother That lends his name vnto their noble Mother Gold-sanded Tagus Rhyne Rhóne Volga Tiber Danubius Albis Pô Sein Arne and Iber The Darian Plate and Amazónian River Where SPAIN'S Gold-thirsty Locusts cool their liver Our siluer Medway which doth deep indent The Flowrie Medowes of My natiue KENT Still sadly weeping vnder Pensherst walls Th' Arcadian Cygnet's bleeding Funerals Our Thames and Tweed our Severn Trent and Humber And many moe too infinite to number Of him she also holds her Silver Springs And all her hidden Crystall Riverlings And after greatly in two sorts repaies Th' Humour she borrows by two sundry waies Fountains Springs and Riuers welling out of the Earth For like as in a Limbeck th' heat of Fire Raiseth a Vapour which still mounting higher To the Still's top when th' odoriferous sweat Above that Miter can no further get It softly thickning falleth drop by drop A Similie shewing how the waters of the Earth are exhaled by the Sun then powred into the Sea And Cleer as Chrystall in the glass doth drop The purest humour in the Sea the Sun Exhales in th' Aire which thear resolv'd anon Returns to water and descends again By sundry waies vnto his Mother Main For the dry Earth having these waters first Through the wide sive of her void entrails searst Giving more room at length from Rockie Mountains How the Fountains come to breake forth of the Earth She night and day pours forth a thousand Fountains These Fountains make fresh Brooks with murmuring currents These murmuring Brooks the swift violeÌ„t Torrents These violent Torrents mighty Rivers These These Riuers make
Or may 't not be because the surly Banks Keep Waters captiue in their hollow flanks Or that our Seas be buttrest as it were With thousand Rocks dispersed heere and there Or rather Lord is' t not Thine onely Powr That Bows it round about Earths branchy Bowr Doubt-less great God 't is doubt-less thine owne hand The second part of this 3. Book intreating of the Element of earth and first of the firmnes thereof Whereon this Mansion of Mankinde doth stand For thogh it hang in th' Aire swim in the water Though every way it be a round Theater Though All turn round about it though for ay Itselfs Fundations with swist Motions play It rests vn-mooueable that th' Holy Race Of Adam there may finde fit dwelling place The Earth receiues man when he first is born Earth is the Mo ther Nurse and Hostessâ— of mankinde Th' Earth nurses him and when he is forlorn Of th' other Elements and Nature loaths-him Th' Earth in her bosom with kinde burial cloaths-him Oft hath the Aire with Tempests set-vpon-vs Oft hath the Water with her Floods vndon-vs Oft hath the Fire th' vpper as well as ours With wofull flames consum'd our Towns and Towrs Onely the Earth of all the Elements Vnto Mankinde is kinde without offence Onely the Earth did neuer iot displace From the first seat assign'd it by thy grace Yet true it is good Lord that mov'd somtimes Of Earth quakes and of the opening of the earth With wicked Peoples execrablecrimes The wrathfull power of thy right hand doth make Not all the Earth but part of it to quake With ayd of Windes which as imprisoned deep In her vast entrails furious murmurs keep Fear chils our hearts what hart can fear dissemble When Steeples stagger and huge Mountains tremble With wind-less winde and yawning Hell devours Somtimes whole Cities with their shining Towrs Sith then the Earth's and Waters blended Ball The Globe of the Earth Sea is but as a little point in comparison of the great circumference of Heauen Is center heart and nauel of this All And sith in reason that which is included Must needs beless then that which doth include it 'T is question-less the Orb of Earth and Water Is the least Orb in all the All-Theater Let any iudge whether this lower Ball Whose endless greatnes we admire so all Seem not a point compar'd with th' vpper Sphear Whose turning turns the rest in their Career Sith by the Doctrine of Astronomers the least Starre in the â—â—rmnment is â—8 times bigger then al the earth Sith the least Star that we perceiue to shine Aboue disperst in th' Arches crystalline If at the least Star-Clarkes be credit worth Is eighteen times bigger then all the Earth Whence if we but substract what is possest From North to South from the East to West Vnder the Empire of the Ocean Atlantike Indian and American And thousand huge Arms issuing out of these With infinites of other Lakes and Seas And also what the Two intemperate Zones Doo make vnfit for habitations What will remaine Ah! nothing in respect Lo heer O men Lo wherefore you neglect By consideration wherof the Poet taketh occasion to censure sharply the Ambition Bribery Vsury Extortion Deceipt and generall Couetousnes of Mankinde Heav'ns glorious Kingdom Lo the largest scope Glory can giue to your ambitious hope O Princes subiects vnto pride and pleasure Who to enlarge but a hair's breadth the measure Of your Dominions breaking Oaths of Peace Couer the Fields with bloudy Carcases O Magistrates who to content the Great Make sale of Iustice on your sacred Seat And broaking Laws for Bribes profane your Place To leaue a Leek to your vnthankfull Race You strict Extorters that the Poor oppress And wrong the Widdow and the Father-less To leaue your Off-spring rich of others good In Houses built of Rapine and of Blood You City-Vipers that incestuous ioyn Vse vpon vse begetting Coyn of Coyn You Marchant Mercers and Monopolites Gain-greedy Chap-men periur'd Hypocrites Dissembling Broakers made of all deceipts Who falsifie your Measures and your Weights T' inrich your selues and your vnthrifty Sons To Gentillize with proud possessions You that for gain betray your gracious Prince Your natiue Country or your deerest Friends You that to get you but an inch of ground With cursed hands remoue your Neigbours bound The ancient bounds your Ancestors haue set What gain you all alas what do you get Yea though a King by wile or war had won All the round Earth to his subiection Lo heer the Guerdon of his glorious pains A needles point a Mote a Mite he gains A Nit a Nothing did he All possess Or if then nothing anything beless When God whose words more in a moment can God hauing discouered the earth commands it to bring forth euery green thing hearbs trees flowers and fruits Then in an Age the proudest strength of Man Had seuered the Floods leuell'd the Fields Embas't the Valleys and embost the Hils Change change quoth he O fair and firmest Globe Thy moutning weed to a green gallant Robe Cheer thy sad brows and stately garnish them With a rich fragrant flowry Diadem Lay forth thy locks and paint thee Lady-like With freshest colours on thy sallow cheek And let from hence-forth thy aboundant brests Not only Nursethine own Wombs natiue guests But frankly furnish with fit nourishments The future folk of th' other Elements That Aire and Water and the Angels Court May all seem iealous of thy praise and port Of Trees growing in Mountains and in Valleys No sooner spoken but the lofty Pine Distilling-pitch the Larch yeeld-Turpentine Th' euer-green Box and gummy Cedar sprout And th' Airy Mountaines mantle round about The Mast-full Oke the vse-full Ash the Holm Coat changing Cork white Maple shady Elm Through Hill and Plain ranged their plumed Ranks The winding Riuers bordered all their banks With slice-Sea Alders and green Osiars smal With trembling Poplars and with VVillows pase And many Trees beside fit to be made Fewell or Timber or to serue for Shade The dainty Apricock of Plums the Prince Of fruit-trees The veluet Peach gilt Orenge downy Quince All-ready bear grav'n in their tender barks Gods powerfull prouidence in open marks The sent-sweet Apple and a stringent Pear The Cherry Filberd VVal-nut Meddeler The milky Fig the Damson black and white The Date and Olyue ayding appetite Spread euery-where a most delightfull Spring And euery-where a very Eden bring Heer the fine Pepper as in clusters hung Of shrubs There Cinamon and other Spices sprung Heer dangled Nutmegs that for thrifty pains Yearly repay the Bandans wondrous gains There growes th' Hesperian Plant the precious Reed Whence Sugar sirrops in aboundance bleed There weeps the Balm and famous Trees from whence Th' Arabians fetch perfuming Frankincense There th' amorous Uine coll's in a thousand sorts With winding arms her Spouse that her supports The Vine as far
stately Toombes externly gilt and garnisht With dust and bones inwardly fill'd and furnisht But inwardly shee 's no less fraught with riches Of the riches vnder or within the Earth Nay rather more which more our soules bewitches Within the deep folds of her fruitfull lap So bound-less Mines of treasure doth she wrap That th' hungry hands of humane avarice Cannot exhaust with labour or device For they be more then ther be Starrs in Heav'n Or stormy billows in the Ocean driv'n Or ears of Corn in Autumn on the Fields Or Savage Beasts vpon a thousand Hills Or Fishes diving in the silver Floods Or scattred Leaves in Winter in the Woods Slat Iet and Marble shall escape my pen Of Minerals I over-pass the Salt-mount Oromene I blanch the Brine-Quar Hill in Aragon Whence there they pouder their provision I 'le onely now emboss my Book with Brass Dye't with Vermilion deck't with Coperass With Gold and Siluer Lead and Mercury Tin Iron Orpine Stibium Lethargy And on my Gold-work I will onely place The Crystall pure which doth reflect each face The precious Ruby of a Sanguin hew Of pretious stones The Seal-fit Onyx and the Saphire blew The Cassidonie full of circles round The tender Topaz and rich Diamond The various Opal and green Emerald The Agate by a thousand titles call'd The skie-like Turquez purple Amethists And fiery Carbuncle which flames resists I knowe to Man the Earth seems altogether No more a Mother but a Step-dame rather Because alas vnto our loss she bears Blood-shedding Steel and Gold the ground of cares As if these Mettals and not Man 's amiss Had made Sin mount vnto the height it is But as the sweet bait of aboundant Riches Bodies and Soules of greedy men bewitches The vse or abuse of things makes theÌ„ good or euill helpfull or hurtful to Mankinde Gold gilds the Vertuous and it lends them wings To raise their thoughts vnto the rarest things The wise not onely Iron well apply For houshold turns and Tools of Husbandry But to defend their Country when it calls From forrain dangers and intestine bralls But with the same the wicked never mell But to do seruice to the Haggs of Hell To pick a Lock to take his neighbours Purse To break a House or to doo somthing worse To cut his Parents throat to kill his Prince To spoyl his Country murder Innocents Even so profaning of a gift divine The Drunkard drowns his Reason in the Wine So sale-tongu'd Lawyers wresting Eloquence Excuse rich wrong and cast poor Innocence So Antichrists their poyson to infuse Miss-cite the Scriptures and Gods name abuse For as a Cask through want of vse grow'n fusty Makes with his stink the best Greek Malmsey musty So God's best gifts vsurpt by wicked Ones To poyson turn through their contagious But shall I baulk th' admired Adamant Of the rare vertue of the Loadstone Whose dead-live power my Reasons power doth dant Renowned Load-stone which on Iron acts And by the touch the same aloof attracts Attracts it strangely with vnclapsing crooks With vnknow'n cords with vnconceived hooks With vnseen hands with vndiscerned arms With hidden Force with sacred secret charms Wherewith hee wooes his Iron Misteriss And never leaves her till he get a kiss Nay till he fold her in his faithfull bosom Never to part except we love-less loose-em With so firm zeal and fast affection The Stone doth love the Steel the Steel the Stone And though somtime som Make bate com betwixt Still burns their first flame 't is so surely fixt And while they cannot meet to break their mindes With mutuall skips they shew their loue by signes As bashfull Suters seeing Strangers by Parley in silence with their hand or eye Who can conceiue or censure in what sort One Loadstone-touched Annlet doth transport Another Iron-Ring and that another Till foure or fiue hang dangling one in other Greatest Apollo might he be me thinks Could tell the Reason of these hanging links Sith Reason-scanners haue resolved all That heavie things hangd in the Aire must fall I am not ignorant that He who seeks In Romane Robes to sute the Sagest Greeks Whose iealous wife weening to home-revoke-him With a Love-potion did with poyson choak-him Hath sought to showe with arguing subtilty The secret cause of this rare Sympathy But say Lucretius what 's the hidden cause That toward the North-Star still the needle draw's Whose point is toucht with Load-stone loose this knot And still-green Laurell shall be still thy Lot Yea Thee more learned will I then confess Then Epicurus or Empedocles W' are not to Ceres so much bound for Bread Of the excellent vse of the Mariners Compasse Neither to Bacchus for his Clusters red As Signor Flauio to thy witty triall For first inuenting of the Sea-mans Diall Th' vse of the Needle turning in the same Diuine deuâ—â— e O admirable Frame Whereby through th' Ocean in the darkest night Our hugest Caraques are conducted right Whereby w' are stor'd with Truch-man Guide and Lamp To search all corners of the watery Camp Whereby a Ship that stormy Heav'ns haue whurld Neer in one Night into another World Knowes where she is and in the Card descries What degrees thence the Equinoctiall lies Cleer-sighted Spirits that cheer with sweet aspect My sober Rymes though subiect to defect If in this Volume as you ouer-read it You meet som things seeming exceeding credit Because perhaps heer proued yet by no-man Their strange effects be not in knowledge common Think yet to som the Load-stone's vse is new And seems as strange as we haue try'd it true Let therefore that which Iron draw's draw such To credit more then what they see or touch Nor is th' Earth onely worthy praise eternall Of medicinable Earthes For the rare riches on her back externall Or in her bosom but her own selfs worth Solicits me to sound her glory forth I call to witnes all those weak diseased Whose bodies oft haue by th' effects been eased Of Lemnos seal'd earth or Eretrian soil Or that of Chios or of Melos I le All-hail fair Earth bearer of Towns and Towrs Of Men Gold Grain Physik and Fruits and Flowrs The Earths Encomion Fair firm and fruitfull various patient sweet Sumptuously cloathed in a Mantle meet Of mingled-colour lac't about with Floods And all imbrodered with fresh blooming buds With rarest Gemmes richly about embost Excelling cunning and exceeding cost All-hail great Heart round Base and stedfast Root Of All the World the Worlds strong fixed foot Heav'ns chastest Spouse supporter of this All This glorious Buildings goodly Pedestall All hail deer Mother Sister Hostess Nurse Of the Worlds Soverain of thy liberall purse W' are all maintained match-less Emperess To doo thee seruice with all readiness The Sphears before thee bear ten thousand Torches The Fire to warm thee foldes his heatfull arches In purest flames aboue the floating Cloud Th' Aire to refresh thee willingly
Preacher not the Parasite So Morn and Euening the Third Day conclude And God perceiv'd that All his Works were good THE FOVRTH DAIE OF THE FIRST WEEK THE ARGVMENT The twinkling Spangles of the Firmament The wandring Seav'n Each in a seuerall Tent Their Course their Force their Essence is disputed That they as Beasts doe eat and drink refuted Heav'ns not the Earth with rapid motion roule The famous Stars observ'd in either Pole Heav'ns sloaping Belt the Twelue celestiall Signes Whear Sol the Seasons of the Year confines Dayes glorious Prince Nights gloomy Patroness His Light and Might Her constant Change-fulnes PVre Spirit that rapt'st aboue the Firmest Sphear In the beginning of the fourth booke calling vpon the God of Heauen our Poet prayeth to be lift vp in the Heauens that he may discoursâ— as he ought of the starrs fixed and wandring In fiery Coach thy faithfull Messenger Who smiting Iordan with his pleighted Cloak Did yerst diuide the Waters with the stroak O take me vp that far from Earth I may From Sphear to Sphear see th' azure Heav'ns To-Day Be thou my Coach-man and now Check by Ioule With Phoebus Chariot let my Chariotroule Driue on my Coach by Mars his flaming Coach Saturn and Luna let my wheels approach That having learn'd of their Fire-breathing Horses Their course their light their labour and their forces My Muse may sing in sacred Eloquence To Vertues Friends their vertuous Excellence And with the Load-stone of my conquering Verse Aboue the Poles attract the most perverse And you fair learned soules you spirits diuine To whom the Heav'ns so nimble quils assigne As well to mount as skilfully to limn The various motion of their Taperstrim Lend me your hand lift mee aboue Parnassus With your loud Trebbles help my lowly Bassus For sure besides that your wit-gracing Skill Bears in itself itself's rich guerdon still Our Nephews free from sacrilegious brauls Where Horror swims in bloud about our wals Shall one day sing that your deer Song did merit Better Heav'n better hap and better time to hear-it And though alas my now new-rising Name Can hope heer-after none or little Fame The time that most part of our betterwits Mis-spend in Flattery or in Fancy-Fits In courting Ladies or in clawing Lords Without affection in affected words I mean to spend in publishing the Story Of Gods great works to his immortall glory My rymes begot in pain and born in pleasure Thirst not for Fame the Heathen hope 's chief treasure 'T shall me suffice that our deer France doo breed In happy season som more learned sced That may record with more diuine dexterity Then I haue don these wonders to Posterity Much less may these abortiue Brats of Mine Expect Respect but in respect of Thine Yet sith the Heav'ns haue thus entaskt my layes As darkly Cynthia darts her borrow'd rayes To shadow Thine and to my Countrey render Som small reflection of thy radiant splendor It is inough if heer-by I incite Som happier spirit to do thy Muse more right And with more life giue thee thy proper grace And better follow great du BARTAS trace GOD'S NONE of these faint idle Artizens Heere resuming his course he presecutes the worke of the Creation Who at the best abandon their designes Working by halfs as rather a great deal To do much quickly then to do it well But rather as a workman neuer weary And all-sufficient he his works doth carry To happy end and to perfection With sober speed brings what he hath begun Hauing therfore the Worlds wide Curten spread About the circuit of the fruitfull Bed In the fourth day God created the fixed Stars the two great Lights vid. the Sunne and the Moone together with the other fiue Planets Where to fill all with her vnnumbred Kin Kinde Natures self each moment lyeth in To make the same for euer admirable More stately-pleasant and more profitable He th' Azure Tester trimm'd with golden marks And richly spangled with bright glistring sparks I knowe those Tapers twinkling in the sky Doo turn so swiftly from our hand and eye That man can neuer rightly reach to seeing Their Course and Force and much-much less their Being Of their Course Force Essence and Substance But if coniecture may extend aboue To that great Orb whose mouing All doth moue Th' imperfect Light of the first Day was it Which for Heavn's Eyes did shining matter fit For God selecting lightest of that Light Garnisht Heav'ns seeling with those Torches bright Or else diuided it and pressing close The parts did make the Sun and Stars of those But if thy wits thirst rather seek these things Opinion of the Greek touching the matter of the Stars In Greekish Cisterns then in Hebrew Springs Then I conclude that as of moistfull matter God made the people that frequent the Water And of an Earthy stuff the stubborn droues That haunt the Hills and Dales and Downs and Groues So did he make by his Almighty might The Heav'ns and Stars of one same substance bright To th' end these Lamps dispersed in the Skies Might with their Orb it with them sympathize And as with vs vnder the Oaken bark The knurry knot with branching vains we mark Simile To bee of substance all one with the Tree Although far thicker and more rough it bee So those gilt studs in th' vpper story driven Are nothing but the thickest part of Heav'n When I obserue their Light and Heat yblent Their substance is of Fire Meer accidents of th' vpper Element I thinke them Fire but not such Fire as lasts No longer then the fuel that it wastes For then I think all th' Elements too-little To furnish them only with one days victual And therefore smile I at those Fable-Forges Resutation of such as haue thought that the Stars were liuing creatures that did eat and drinke Whose busy-idle stile so stifly vrges The Heavn's bright Cressets to be living creatures Ranging for food and hungry fodder-eaters Still sucking-vp in their eternall motion The Earth for meat and for their drink the Ocean Sure I perceive no motion in a Star But natural certain and regular Wher-as Beasts motions infinitely vary Confus'd vncertain diuers voluntary I see not how so many golden Postes Should scud so swift about Heav'ns azure coasts But that the Heav'ns must ope and shut som-times Subiect to passions which our earthly climes Alter and toss the Sea and th' Aire estrange From it selfs temper with exceeding change I see not how in those round blazing beams One should imagine any food-fit limbs Nor can I see how th' Earth and Sea should feed So many Stars whose greatnes doth exceed So many times if Star-Diuines say troth The greatnes of the Earth and Ocean both Sith heer our Cattle in a month will eat Seav'n-times the bulk of their owne bulk in meat These Torches then range not at random o're The lightsom thicknes of an vn-firm Floor As heer
below diuersly mooving them The painted Birds between two aires do swim But rather fixed vnto turning Spheares Ay will-they nill-they follow their careeres Simile As Cart-nails fastned in a wheel without Selfs-motion turn with others turns about As th' Ague-sicke vpon his shivering pallet A comparison Delaies his health oft to delight his palat When wilfully his taste-les Taste delights In things vnsauory to sound Appetites Even so som brain-sicks liue ther now-adaies That lose themselves still in contrary waies Preposterous Wits that cannot rowe at ease On the smooth Chanell of our common Seas And such are those in my conceit at least Those Clarks that think think how absurd a iest That neither Heav'ns nor Stars do turn at all Nor dance about this great round Earthly Ball But th' Earth it self this Massie Globe of ours Turns round-about once euery twice-twelue houres And wee resemble Land-bred nouices New brought aboord to venture on the Seas Who at first launching from the shoar suppose The ship stands still and that the ground it goes So twinkling Tapers that Heav'ns Arches fill Opinion of Copernicus coÌ„futed Equally distant should continue still So neuer should an Arrow shot vpright In the same place vpon the shooter light But would doo rather as at Sea a stone Aboord a Ship vpward vprightly throw'n Which not within-boord fall's but in the Flood A-stern the Ship if so the winde be good So should the Fouls that take their nimble flight From Western Marshes toward Mornings Light And Zephyrus that in the Summer time Delights to visit Eurus in his clime And Bullets thundred from the Canons throat Whose roaring drowns the Heavn'ly thunders note Should seem recoyl sithens the quick career That our round Earth should daily gallop heer Must needs exceed a hundred-fold for swift Birds Bullets Windes their wings their force their drift Arm'd with these reasons 't were superfluous T' assail the reasons of Copernicus Who to salve better of the Stars th' appearance Vnto the Earth a three-fold motion warrants Making the Sun the Center of this All Leauing to dispute farther vppon the former Paradox he pro ccedeth in his discourse and by a liuely comparison representeth the beautifull ornament of the Heavens about the Earth Moon Earth and Water in one only Ball. But sithens heer nor time nor place doth sute His Paradox at length to prosâ—cute I will proceed grounding my next discourse On the Heav'ns motions and their constant course I oft admire Greatnes of mighty Hills And pleasant beauty of the flowry Fields And count-les number of the Oceans sand And secret force of sacred Adamant But much-much more the more I mark their course Stars glistering greatnes beauty number force Euen as a Peacock prickt with loues desire Simile To woo his Mistress strowting stately by her Spreads round the rich pride of his pompous vail His azure wings and starry-golden tail With rattling pinions wheeling still about The more to set his beautious beautie out The Firmament as feeling like aboue Displays his pomp pranceth about his Loue Spreads his blew curtain mixt with golden marks Set with gilt spangles sow'n with glistring sparks Sprinkled with eyes specked with Tapers bright Poudred with Starrs streaming with glorious light T' inflame the Earth the more with Louers grace To take the sweet fruit of his kinde imbrace Hee that to number all the Stars would seek The number of Stars vnder both the Poles innumerable Had need inuent som new Arithmetick And who to cast that Reck'ning takes in hand Had need for Counters take the Ocean's sand Yet haue our wise and learned Elders found And why the ancient Astronomers obserued 48. Foure-dozen Figures in the Heav'nly Round For aid of memory and to our eyes In certain Howses to diuide the Skyes Of those are Twelue in that rich Girdle greft Of the fignes in the Zodiacke Which God gaue Nature for her New-yeres-gift When making All his voice Almighty most Gaue so fair Laws vnto Heav'ns shining Hoast To wear it biaz buckled ouer-thwart-her Not round about her swelling waste to girt-her This glorious Baldrick of a Golden tindge Imbost with Rubies edg'd with Siluer Frindge Buckled with Gold with a Bend glistring bright Heav'ns biaz-wise enuirons day and night For from the period whear the Ram doth bring The Zodiacke The day and night to equall ballancing Ninetie degrees towards the North it wends Thence iust as much toward Mid-Heav'n it bends As many thence toward the South and thence Towards th' Years Portall the like difference Nephelian Crook-horn with brass Cornets crown'd Aries in Mid-March begins the Spring Thou buttest brauely 'gainst the New-yeres bound And richly clad in thy fair Golden Fleece Doo'st hold the First House of Heav'ns spacious Meese Taurus in mid-Aprill Thou spy'st anon the Bull behinde thy back Who least that fodder by the way he lack Seeing the World so naked to renewg't Coats th' infant Earth in a green gallant sute And without Plough or Yoak doth freely fling Through fragrant Pastures of the flowry Spring Gemini in mid-May The Twins whose heads arms shoulders knees and feet God fill'd with Starrs to shine in season sweet Contendin Course who first the Bull shall catch That neither will nor may attend their match Then Summers-guide the Crab coms rowing soft Cancer in mid-Iune begins the sommer With his eight owres through the Heavn's azure loâ—t To bring vs yeerely in his starry shell Many long daies the shaggy Earth to swele Almost with like pase leaps the Lion out Leo in mid-Iuly All clad with flames bristled with beams about Who with contagion of his burning breath Both grass and grain to cinders withereth The Virgin next sweeping Heav'ns azure Globe Virgo in mid-August With stately train of her bright Golden robe Milde-proudly marching in her left hand brings A sheaf of Corn and in her right hand wings Libra in mid-September begin neth Autumn After the Maiden shines the Balance bright Equall druider of the Day and Night In whose gold Beam with three gold rings there fastens With six gold strings a payr of golden Basens The spitefull Scorpion next the Skale addrest With two bright Lamps couers his loathsom brest Scorpio in mid-October And fain from both ends with his double sting Would spet his venom ouer euery thing Sagittarius in mid-Nouember But that the braue Half-horse Phylirean Scout Galloping swift the heav'nly Belt about Ay fiercely threats with his flame-feathered arrow To shoot the sparkling starry Viper thorough And th' hoary Centaure during all his Race Capricornus in mid-December beginneth Winter Is so attentiue to this onely chase That dread-less of his dart Heav'ns shining Kid Coms iumping light iust at his heels vnspid Aquarius in mid-Ianuary Mean-whilethe Skinker from his starry spout After the Goat a siluer stream pours-out Distilling still out of his radiant Fire Riuers of Water who but
will admire In whose cleer channel mought at pleasure swim Those two bright Fishes that doo follow him Pisces in mid-February But that the Torrent slides so swift away That it out-runs them euer euen as they Out-run the Ram who euer them pursues And by renewing Yearely all renues The names of the Principall stars of the North-Pole Besides these Twelue toward the Artik side A flaming Dragon doth Two-Bears diuide After the Wainman coms the Crown the Spear The Kneeling Youth the Harp the Hamperer Of th' hatefull Snake whether we call the same By Aesculapius or Alcides name Swift Pegasus the Dolphin louing man Ioues stately Aegle and the siluer Swan Andromeda with Cassiopeia neer-her Her father Cepheus and her Perseus deerer The shining Triangle Medusa's Tress And the bright Coach-man of Tindarides Toward th' other Pole Orion Eridanus The names of the Stars of the South-Pole The Whale the Whelp and hot-breath't Sirius The Hare the Hulk the Hydra and the Boule The Centaure VVolf the Censer and the Foul The twice-foul Rauen the Southern Fish and Crown Through Heav'ns bright Arches brandish vp and down Thus on This-Day working th' eightth azure Tent The fixed stars are in the eight Heauen With Art-les Art diuinely excellent Th' Almighties fingers fixed many a million Of golden Scutchions in that rich Pauilion But in the rest vnder that glorious Heav'n But one a-peece vnto the seuerall Seav'n And the seauen Planets vnder them each in his proper Spheare Least of those Lamps the number-passing number Should mortall eyes with such confusion cumber That we should neuer in the cleerest night Starrs diuers Course see or discern aright And therfore also all the fixed Tapers He made to twinkle with such trembling capers Why the Planets twinkle not and the fixed stars do twinkle But the Scaven Lights that wander vnder them Through various passage neuer shake a beam Or he perhaps made them not different But th' hoast of Sparks spred in the Firmament Far from our sense through distance infinite Seems but to twinkle to our twinkling sight The firmament much farther from the Earth then the sphears of the Planets Wheras the rest neerer a thousand fold To th' Earth and Sea we doo more brim behold For the Heav'ns are not mixtly enterlaced But th' vndermost by th' vpper be imbraced And more or less their roundels wider are As from the Center they be neer or far As in an Egg the shell includes the skin Simile The skin the white the white the yolk with-in Two similes representing the motion of the eight inferiour Heav'ns throgh the swift turning of the ninth which is the Primum Mobile Now as the Winde buffing vpon a Hill With roaring breath against a ready Mill Whirls with a whiff the sails of swelling clout The sails doo swing the winged shaft about The shaft the wheel the wheel the trendle turns And that the stone which grindes the flowry corns Or like as also in a Clock well tended Iust counter-poize iustly thereon suspended Makes the great Wheel goe round and that anon Turns with his turning many a meaner one The trembling watch and th' iron Maule that chimes The intire Day in twice twelue equall times So the grand Heav'n in foure and twenty houres Surueying all this various house of ours With his quick motion all the Sphears doth moue Whose radiant glances gild the World aboue And driues them euery day which swiftnes strange-is From Gange to Tagus and from Tay to Ganges But th' vnder-Orbs as grudging to be still Each of the 8. Heauens so traÌ„sported by the Primum Mobilâ— hath also his proper oblique and distinct course each from other So straightly subiect to anothers will Still without change still at anothers pleasure After one pipe to dance one onely measure They from-ward turn and traversing aside Each by himself an oblique course doth slide So that they all although it seem not so Forward and backward in one instant goe Both vp and down and with contrary pases At once they poste to two contrary places Like as my self in my lost Marchant-years A loss alas that in these liues appears Waâ—ting to Brabant Englands golden Fleece The same explaned by a proper Simile A ritcher pryze then Iason brought to Greece While toward the Sea our then Swan-poorer Thames Bare down my Bark vppon her ebbing streams Vpon the hatches from the Prow to Poup Walking in compass of that narrow Coop Maugre the most that Winde and Tide could doo Haue gone at once towards LEE and LONDON too Why som of these Heauens haue a slower course shorter compasse then other some But now the neerer any of these Eight Approach th' Empyreall Palace walls in height The more their circuit and more daies they spend Yeâ— they return vnto their Iourneys end It 's therefore thought That sumptuous Canapy The terme of the reuolution of the Firmament The which th' vn-niggard hand of Maiesty Poudred so thick with Shields so shining cleer Spends in his voyage nigh seaven thousand year Ingenious Saturn spouse of Memory Of the seuenth which is the Spheare of Saturn Father of th' Age of Gold though coldly dry Silent and sad bald hoary wrinkle-faced Yet art thou first among the Planets placed And thirty years thy Leaden Coach doth run Yeâ— it arrive where thy Career begun Thou rich benign Ill-chasing Iupiter Of the 6 which is the Sphear of Iupiter Art worthy next thy Father sickle-bear And while thou doost with thy more milde aspect His froward beams disast'rous frouns correct Thy Tinnen Chariot shod with burning bosses Through twice-six Signes in twice six twelue months crosses Braue-minded Mars yet Master of mis-order Of the 5. which is the spheare of Mars Delighting nought but Battails blood and murder His surious Coursers lasheth night and day That he may swiftly passe his course away But in the road of his eternall Race So many rubs hinder his hasty pase That thrice the while the lively Liquor-God With dabbled heels hath swelling clusters trod And thrice hath Ceres shav'n her amber tress Yeâ— his steel whels haue done their business Pure goldie-locks Sol States-friend Honour-giuer Of the 4. which is the Sphear of Sol. Light-bringer Laureat Leach-man all Reviver Thou in three hundred threescore daies and five Doost to the period of thy Race arrive For with thy proper course thou measur'st th' Year And measur'st Daies with thy constrain'd career Fair dainty Venus whose free vertues milde Of the 3. which is the spheare of Venus With happy fruit get all the world with-childe Whom wanton dalliance dancing and delight Smiles wittâ—e wiles youth loue and beauty bright With soft blind Cupids evermore consort Of light som Day opens and shuts the port For hardly darâ— her siluer Doves go far From bright Apollos glory-beaming Car. Not much vnlike so Mercury the wittie Of the 2. which is the sphear of
th' Antartik Sky Harâ—â—st To be three months vp-rising and down-lying With Scorpio Libra and the Archer flying Th' Earth by degrees her louely beauty bates Pomona loads her lap with delicates Her Apron and her Osiar basket both With dainty fruits for her deer Autumns tooth Her health-less spouse who bare-foot hops about To tread the iuice of Bacchus clusters out And last of all when thy proud-trampling Teem For three Months more to soiourne stil doth seem With Capricorn Aquarius and the Fishes While we in vain revoke thee with our wishes Winter In stead of Flowrs chill shivering Winter dresses With Isicles her self-bald borrow'd tresses About her brows a Periwig of Snowe Her white Freez mantle freng'd with Ice belowe A payr of Lamb-lyn'd buskins on her feet So doth she march Orythias love to meet Who with his bristled hoarie bugle-beard Comming to kiss her makes her lips afeard Whear-at he sighs a breath so cold and keen That all the Waters Crystallized been While in a fury with his boystrous wings Against the Scythian snowie Rocks he flings All lusks in sloath and till these Months do end Bacchus and Vulcan must vs both befrend O second honour of the Lamps supernal Of the Moon her alterations Sure Kalender of Festiuals eternal Seas Soueraintess Sleep-bringer Pilgrims guide Peace-loving Queen what shall I say beside What shall I say of thine inconstant brow Which makes my brain wauer I woat not how But if by th' Ey a mans intelligence May ghess of things distance so far from hence I think thy body round as any Ball Of her roundnes and brightnesse borrowed of the Sunne Whose superfice nigh equall ouer all As a pure Glass now vp and down anon Reflects the bright beams of thy spouse the Sun For as a Husbands Nobless doth illustre Simile A mean-born wife so doth the glorious lustre Of radiant Titan with his beams embright Thy gloomy Front that selfly hath no light Yet 't is not alwaies after one self sort Of her waxing waning when she is in her last quarter wheÌ„ she renues and commeth to her full For for thy Car doth swifter thee transport Then doth thy Brothers diversly thou shin'st As more or less thou from his sight declin'st Therfore each month when Hymen blest above In both your bodies kindles ardent love And that the Starrs-king all inamoured on thee Full of desire shines down direct vpon thee Thy neather half-Globe toward th' Earthy Ball After it's Nature is obserued all But him aside thou hast no sooner got But on thy side a siluer file we noat A half-bent Bowe which swels the less thy Coach Doth the bright Chariot of thy spouse approach And fils his Circle When the Imperiall Star Beholds thee iust in one Diameter Then by degrees thy Full face falls away And by degrees Westward thy Horns display Till fal'n again betwixt thy Louers arms Thou wink'st again vanquisht with pleasures charms Thus dost thou Wax and VVane thee oft renuing Delighting change and mortall things ensuing As subiect to thee thy selfs transmutation Feel th' vnfelt force of secret alteration Not but that Phoebus alwaies with his shine Cleers half at least of thine aspect divine Of the cause of the diuers aspect of the Moone But 't sems not so because we see but heer Of thy round Globe the lower Hemisphear Though waxing vs-ward Heav'n-ward thou dost wane And waning vs-ward Heav'n-ward grow'st again Yet it befalls even when thy face is Full When at the highest thy pale Coursers pull When no thick mask of Clouds can hide away From liuing eys thy broad round glistering Ray Thy light is darkned and thine eys are seel'd Couered with shadow of a rusty shield For thy Full face in his oblique designe Confronting Phoebus in th' Ecliptick ligne And th' Earth between thou losest for a space Thy splendor borrowd of thy Brothers grace But to revenge thee on the Earth for this Of the cause of the Eclips of the Sunne Fore-stalling thee of thy kind Lovers kiss Somtimes thy thick Orb thou doo'st inter-blend Twixt Sol and vs toward the later end And then because his splendor cannot pass Or pearce the thicknes of thy gloomy Mass The Sun as subiect to Deaths pangs vs sees-not But seems all Light-less though indeed he is not Therfore far differing your Eclipses are For thine is often and thy Brothers rare Thine doth indeed deface thy beauty bright Difference between the Eclipses of the Sun of the Moone His doth not him but vs bereave of Light It is the Earth that thy defect procures It is thy shadow that the Sunne obscures East-ward thy front beginneth first to lack West-ward his brows begin their frowning black Thine at thy Full when thy most glory shines His in thy Wane when beautie most declines Thine's generall toward Heav'n and Earth together His but to Earth nor to all places neither For th' hideous Cloud that cov'red so long since Of the admirable extraordinary Eclipse of the Sun on the Day that our Sauiour suffered on the Crosse for our Redemption Mat. 27 ver 45 Mar. 15 ver 33 Luk 23. ver 44 With nights black vail th' eys of the Starry-Prince When as he saw for our foul Sinfull slips The Match-less Maker of the Light eclipse Was far far other For the swarty Moors That sweating toyl on Guinnés wealthy shoars Those whom the Niles continuall Cataract With roaring noise for euer deaf doth make Those that suruaying mighty * Quinzay Cassagale Within the Circuit of her spacious Wall Do dry-foot dance on th' Orientall Seas And pass in all her goodly crossing ways And stately streets fronted with sumptuous Bowrs Twelue thousand Bridges and twelue thousand Towers Those that in Norway and in Finland chase The soft-skind Martens for their pretious Cace Those that in Ivory Sleads on Ireland Seas Congeal'd to Crystall slide about at ease Were witness all of his strange grief and ghest That God or Nature was then deep distrest Moreover Cynthia in that fearfull stound Full-fild the compass of her Circle round And being so far off she could not make By Natures course the Sun to be so black Nor issuing from the Eastern part of Heav'n Darken that beauty which her own had given In brief mine ey confounded with such Spectacles In that one wonder sees a Sea of Miracles What could'st thou doo less then thy Self dishonour O chief of Planets thy great Lord to honor Then for thy Fathers death a-while to wear A moorning Roab on th' hatefull Hemi-spheare Then at high-noon shut thy fair eye to shun A Sight whose sight did Hell with horror stun And pearç't with sorrow for such iniuries To please thy Maker Nature to displease So from the South to North to make apparant Of the going back of the Sun in the time of Ezechias 1. King 26. Ver. 11. Esâ—y 38. Ver. 8 That God reuoak't his Seriâ—ant Death's sad Warrant
in charge And so the Sparrow with her angry bill Defends her brood from such as would them ill I hear the Crane if I mistake not cry The Crane Y Who in the Clouds forming the forked Y By the brave orders practiz'd vnder her Instructeth Souldiers in the art of War For when her Troops of wandring Cranes for sake Frost-firmed Strymon and in Autumn take Truce with the Northern Dwarfs to seek adventure In Southren Climats for a milder Winter Afront each Band a forward Captain flies Whose pointed Bill cuts passage through the skies Two skilfull Sergeants keep the Ranks aright And with theirvoice hasten their tardy Flight And when the honey of care-charming sleep Sweetly begins through all their veins to creep One keeps the Watch and ever carefull-most Walks many a Round about the sleeping Hoast Still holding in his claw a stony clod Whose fall may wake him if he hap to nod Another doth as much athird afourth Vntill by turns the Night be turned forth There the faâ—r Peacock beautifully brave The Peacock Proud portly-strouting stalking stately-grave Wheeling his starry Trâ—yn in pomp displayes His glorious eyes to Pâ—â—bus goldenrayes Close by his side stands the courageous Cock The Cock Crest-peoples King the Peasants trusty Clock True Morning Watch Aurora's Trumpeter The Lyons terror true Astronomer Who dayly riseth when the Sun doth rise And when Sol setteth then to roost he hies There I perceive amid the flowry Plain The Estridge The mighty Estridge striving oftin vain To mount among the flying multitude Although with fethers not with flight indu'd Whose greedy stomack steely gads digests Whose crisped train adorns tryumphant crests Thou happy Witnes of my happy Watches Blush not my Book nor think it thee dismatches Of Insects in the Creation wherof the wisedom of their Makershineth admirably To bear about vpon thy paper-Tables Flies Butterflies Gnats Bees and all the rabbles Of other Insects end-less to rehearse Limn'd with the pencill of my various Verse Sith These are also His wise Workmanships Whose fame did never obscure Work eclipse And sith in These he showes vs every howr More wondrous proofs of his Almighty powr Then in huge Whales or hideous Elephants Or whatsoever other Monster haunts In storm-less Seas raising a storm about While in the Sea another Sea they spout For if olde Times admire Callicrates For Ivory Emmets and Mermécides For framing of a rigged Ship so small That with her wings a Bee can hide it all Though th' Artfull fruits of all their curious pain Fit for novse were but inuentions vain Admire we then th' All-wise Omnipotence Which doth within so narrow space dispence Of Flyes So stiff a sting so stout and valiant hart So loud a voyce so prudent wit and Art For where 's the State beneath the Firmament That doth excell the Bees for Government Of Bâ—â—â— No no bright Phoebus whose eternall Race Once every Day about the World doth pase Sees heer no City that in Rites and Laws For Equity neer to their Iustice draws Not * Venice That which flying from the furious Hun In th' Adriâ—n Sea another World begun Their well-rul'd State my soule so much admires That durst I loose the Rains of my desires I gladly could digress from my designe To sing a while their sacred Discipline But if of all whose skilfull Pencils dare To counterfait th' Almightie's Models rare None yet durst finish that fair Peece wherein Learned Apelles drew Lâ—ues wanton Queen Shall I presume Hymetus Mount to climbe And sing the Bees prayse in mine humble rime Which Latian Bards inimitable Prince Hath warbled twice about the banks of Mince Yet may I not that little * Worm pass-by The Silk-worm Of Flyturn'd Worm and of a Worm a Fly Two births two deaths heer Nature hath assign'd-her Leaving a Post-hume dead-live seed behinde-her Which soon transforms the fresh and tender leaves Of Thâ—sbes pale Tree to those slender sleaves On ovall clews of soft smooth Silken flakes Which more for vs then for her self shee makes O precious fleeceâ— which onely did adorn The sacred loyns of Princes heertoforn But our proud Age with prodigall abuse Hath so profan'd th' old honorable vse That Shifters now who scarce haue bread to eat Disdain plain Silk vnless it be beset With one of those deer Metals whose desire Burns greedy soules with an immortall fire Though last not least brave Aegle no contempt Made me so long thy story hence exempt Nor LESS-E Xtold shall thy true vertues be For th' Eyrie's sake that owes my Muse and mee Whâ—ar Iov's and Iuno's stately Birds be billing Their azure Field with fairest Eaglets filling Azure they hear three Eaglets Argentine A Cheuron Ermin grailed Or between WIâ—t CHiefâ—ie RICHess to THem all I Wish In Earth in Heav'n th' immortall Crown of Bliss For well I knowe thou holdest worthily That place among the Aëry flocks that fly As doth the Dragon or the Cocatrice Among the bancfull Creeping companies The noble Lion among savage Beasts And gentle Dolphin 'mong the Dyving guests I knowe thy course I knowe thy constant sight Can fixly gaze against Heav'ns greatest Light But as the Phoenix on my Front doth glister Thou shalt the Finials of my Frame illustre On Thracian shoar of the same stormy stream A strange and notable story of the loue and death of an Eagle Which did inherit both the bones and name Of Phryxus Sister and not far from thence Whear love-blind Heros hap-less diligence In steed of Loves lamp lighted Deaths cold brand To waft Leanders naked limbs to land There dwelt a Maid as noble and as rich As fair as Hero but more chaste by much For her steel brest still blunted all the Darts Of Paphos Archer and eschew'd his Arts. One day this Damsell through a Forest thick Hunting among her Friends that sport did seek Vpon a steep Rocks thorny-thrummed top Whear one almost would fear to clamber vp Two tender Aeglets in a nest espies Which 'gainst the Sun sâ—te trying of their eyes Whose callow backs and bodies round about With soft short quils began to bristle out Who yawning wide with empty gorge did gape For wonted fees out of their Parents rape Of these two Fowls the fairest vp she takes Into her bosom and great haste she makes Down from the Rock and shiuering yet for fear Tripps home as fast as her light feet can bear Even as a Wolf that hunting for a pray And having stoln at last som Lamb away Flies with down-hanging head and leereth back Whether the Masâ—y doo pursue his track In time this Aegle was so throughly mann'd That from the Quarry to her Mistress hand At the first call 't would com and faun vpon-her And bill and bow in signe of love and honour On th' other side the Maiden makes as much Of her deer Bird stroking with gentletouch Her wings and train and with a want on voice It want only doth
his courage ' gan to gather When he perceiv'd no rage but pitty rather In his new Hoast who with milde looks and meek Seem'd as it were succour of him to seek Showing him oft one of his paws wherein A festering thorn for a long time had been Then though still fearfull did the Slaue draw nigher And from his foot he lightly snatcht the Bryer And wringing gently with his hand the wound Made th' hot impostume run vpon the ground Thenceforth the Lion seeks for Booties best Through Hill and Dale to cheer his new-com Guest His new Physician who for all his cost Soon leaues his Lodging and his dreadfull Hoast And once more wanders through the wildernes Whether his froward Fortune would address Vntill re-taen his fell Lord brought him home For Spectacle vnto Imperiall Rome To be according to their barbarous Laws Bloudily torn with greedy Lions paws Fell Canniball Flint-harted Polyphem If thou would'st needs exactly torture him Inhumane Monster hatefull Lestrigon Why from thine owne hand hast thou let him gon To Bears and Lions to be giuen for prey Thy self more fell a thousand-fold then they African Panthers Hyrcan Tigres fierce Cleonian Lions and Panonian Bears Be not so cruell as who violates Sacred Humanity and cruciates His loy all subiects making his recreations Of Massacres Combats and sharp Taxations ' Boue all the Beasts that fill'd the Martian Field With bloud and slaughter one was most beheld One valiant Lion whose victorious fights Had conquered hundreds of those guilty wights Whose feeble skirmish had but striv'n in vain To scape by combat their deserued pain That very Beast with faint and fearfull feet This Runnagate at last is forç't to meet And being entred in the bloody List The Lion rowz'd and ruffles-vp his Crest Shortens his body sharpens his grim ey And staring wide he roareth hideously Then often swindging with his sinnewy train Somtimes his sides somtimes the dusty Plain Hewhets his rage and strongly rampeth on Against his foe who nigh already gon To drink of Lethè lifteth to the Pole Religious vows not for his life but soule After the Beast had marcht som twenty pase He sodain stops and viewing well the face Of his pale foe remembred rapt with ioy That this was he that eased his annoy Wherefore conuerting from his hatefull wildenes From pride to pitty and from rage to mildenes On his bleak face he both his eyes doth fix Fawning for homage his lean hands he licks The Slaue thus knowing and thus being knowen Lifts to the Heav'ns his front now hoary growen And now no more fearing his tearing paws He stroaks the Lion and his poule he claws And learns by proof that a good turn at need At first or last shall be assur'd of meed THER 's vnder Sun as Delphos God did showe No better Knowledge then Our self to Knowe Noscete ipsuÌ„ Ther is no Theam more plentifull to sean Then is the glorious goodly Frame of MAN The second part of this sixt book Wherein is discoursed at large of the creatioÌ„ of Man For in Man's self is Fire Aire Earth and Sea Man 's in a word the World's Epitomé Or little Map which heer my Muse doth try By the grand Pattern to exemplifie A witâ—y Mason doth not with rare Art And of the wonders of Gods wisedom appearing both in his body and Soule Into a Palace Paros Rocks conuert Seel it with gold and to the Firmament Rayse the proud Turrets of his Battlement And to be brief in every part of it Beauty to vse vse vnto beauty fit To th' end the Skrich-Owl and the Night-Rav'n should In those fair walls their habitations hold But rather for som wise and wealthy Prince Able to iudge of his arts excellence Even so the Lord built not this All-Theater For the rude guests of Air and Woods and Water The world made for Man But all for Him who whether he survey The vast salt kingdoms or th' Earth's fruitfull clay Or cast his eys vp to those twinkling Eys That with disordered order gild the Skyes Can every-where admire with due respect Th' admired Art of such an Architect Now of all Creatures which his Word did make Man was created last why MAN was the last that living breath did take Not that he was the least or that God durst Not vndertake so noble a Work at first Rather because he should haue made in vain So great a Prince without on whom to Raign A wise man never brings his bidden guest Fit comparison Into his Parlour till his Room be drest Garnisht with Lights and Tables neatly spred Be with full dishes well-nigh furnished So our great God who bountious euer keeps Heer open Court and th' ever-bound-les Deeps Of sweetest Nectar on vs still distills By twenty-times ten thousand sundry quills Would not our Grandsier to his Boord inuite Yer he with Arras his fair house had dight And vnder starry State-Cloaths plaç't his plates Fill'd with a thousand sugred delicates All th' admirable Creatures made beforn Which Heav'n and Earth and Ocean doo adorn All other creatures nothing in respect of Man made to the Image of God with as it were great preparation not all at once but by interims first his Body and then his reasonable Soule Are but Essays compar'd in every part To this divinest Master-Piece of Art Therefore the supream peer-les Architect When of meer nothing he did first erect Heav'n Earth and Aire and Seas at once his thought His word and deed all in an instant wrought But when he would his own selfs Type create Th' honour of Nature th' Earths sole Potentate As if he would a Councell hold he cyteth His sacred Power his Prudence he inuiteth Summons his Loue his Iustice he adiourns Calleth his Goodnes and his Grace returns To as it were consult about the birth And building of a second God of Earth And each a-part with liberal hand to bring Some excellence vnto so rare a thing Or rather he consults with 's onely Son His own true Pourtrait what proportion Gen. 1 16 What gifts what grace what soule he should bestowe Vpon his Vice-Roy of this Realm belowe When th' other things God fashion'd in their kinde The Sea t' abound in Fishes he assign'd The Earth in Flocks but having Man in hand His very self he seemed to commaund He both at-once both life and body lent To other things but when in Man he meant In mortall limbs immortall life to place Hee seem'd to pawse as in a waighty case And so at sundry moments finished The Soule and Body of Earth's glorious Head Admired Artist Architect divine Innocation Perfect and peer-les in all Works of thine So my rude hand on this rough Table guide To paint the Prince of all thy Works beside That graue Spectators in his face may spy Apparant marks of thy Divinity Almighty Father as of watery matter It pleas'd thee make the people of the Water
end-less simple vnpalpable For whether that the Soule the Mint of Art The Seat of the Soule Be all in all or all in euery part Whether the Brain or Heart doo lodge the Soule O Seneca where where could'st thou enroule Those many hundred words in Prose or Verse Which at first hearing thou could'st back rehearse Notable examples of excellent Memories Where could great Cyrus that great Table shut Wherein the Pictures and the names he put Of all the Souldiers that by thousands wander'd After the fortunes of his famous Standard In what deep vessell did th' Embassader Of Pyrrhus whom the Delphian Oracler Deluded by his double-meaning Measures Into what Cesterns did he pour those Treasures Of learned store which after for his vse In time and place he could so fit produce The Memorie is th' Eyes true Register The Peasants Book Times wealthy Treasorer Keeping Records of Acts and accidents What s' ever subiect vnto humane sense Since first the Lord the Worlds foundations laid Or Phoebus first his golden locks displaid And his pale Sister from his beaming light Borrow'd her splendor to adorn the Night So that our Reason searching curiously Through all the Roules of a good Memory And fast'ning closely with a Gordian knot To past euents what Present Times allot Fore-sees the Future and becomes more sage More happily to lead our later age And though our Soule liue as imprison'd here In our frail flesh or buried as it were Of the quicke swiftnes and sodain motion of the Soule comprehending all things in HeaueÌ„ and Earth In a dark Toomb Yet at one flight she flies From Caipè t' Imaus from the Earth to Skies Much swifter then the Chariot of the Sun Which in a Day about the World doth run For somtimes leauing these base slymy heaps With cheereful spring aboue the Clouds she leaps Glides through the Aire and there she learns to knowe Th' Originalls of Winde and Hail and Snowe Of Lightning Thunder Blazing-Starrs and storms Of Rain and Ice and strange Exhaled Forms By th' Aires steep-stairs she boldly climbs aloft To the Worlds Chambers Heav'n she visits oft Stage after Stage she marketh all the Sphears And all th' harmonious various course of theirs With sure account and certain Compasses She counts their Starrs she metes their distances And differing pases and as if she found No Subiect fair enough in all this Round She Mounts aboue the Worlds extreamest Wall Far far beyond all things corpóreall Where she beholdes her Maker face to face His frowns of Iustice and his smiles of Grace The faithfull zeal the chaste and sober Port And sacred Pomp of the Celestiall Court What can be hard to a sloath-shunning Spirit Spurr'd with desire of Fames eternall merit Of learned curious pleasant marueilous and more then humane inuention of mans wit Look if thou canst from East to Occident From Island to the Moors hot Continent And thou shalt nought perfectly fair behould But Pen or Pencill Grauing-tool or Mould Hath so resembled that scarce can our ey The Counterfait from the true thing descry The brazen Mare that famous Myron cast Which Stallions leapt and for a Mare imbraç't The liuely picture of that ramping Vine Which whilom Zeuxis limn'd so rarely fine That shoals of Birds beguiled by the shapes Of Caruing and Painting Peckt at the Table as at very Grapes The Marble Statue that with strangest fire Fondly inflam'd th' Athenian Youths desire Apelles Uenus which allur'd well-neer As many Loues as Venus self had heer Are proofs enough that learned Painting can Can Goddess-like another Nature frame But th' Art of Man not only can compack Features and forms that life and Motion lack The subtle conclusions of the Mathematikes witnes Archytas Doue But also fill the Aire with painted shoals Of flying Creatures Artificiall Fowls The Tarentines valiant and learned Lord Archytas made a wooden Doue that soar'd About the Welkin by th' accorded sleights The Eagle and the Flie of Iohn de Monte-Regio or Regi-Montanus And counterpoiz of sundrie little weights Why should I not that wooden Eagle mention A learned Germanes late-admir'd inuention Which mounting from his fist that framed her Flew far to meet an Almain Emperour And hauing met him with her nimble train And weary wings turning about again Follow'd him close vnto the Castle Gate Of Noremberg whom all the Showes of State Streets hangd with Arras Arches curious built Loud-thundring Canons Columns richly gilt Gray-headed Senate and Youth's gallantise Graç't not so much as onely This Deuise Once as this Artist more with mirth then meat Feasted some friends that he esteemed great From vnder 's hand an iron Flie flew out Which hauing flowen a perfect Round-about With weary wings return'd vnto her Master And as iudicious on his arm she plaç't-her O diuine wit that in the narrow womb Of a small Flie could finde sufficient room For all those Springs wheels counterpoiz and chains Which stood in stead of life and spur and rains Yea you your selues ye bright Celestiall Orbs Astronomy Although no stop your rest-less Daunce disturbs Nor stays your Course yet can ye not escape The hands of men that are but men in shape A Persian Monarch not content well-nigh The king of Per sia his Heauen of Glass With the Earths bounds to bound his Empery To raign in Heav'n rais'd not with bold defiance Like brauing Nimrod or those boistrous Giants Another Babel or a heap of Hills But without mouing from the Earth he builds A Heav'n of Glass so huge that there-upon Somtimes erecting his ambitious Throne Beneath his proud feet like a God he saw The shyning Lamps of th' other Heav'n to draw Down to the Deep and thence again aduance Like glorious Brides their golden Radiance Yet had the Heav'n no wondrous excellence Saue Greatnes worthy of so great a Prince But who would think that mortall hands could mould Admirable Dialls Clocks namely at this Day that of Straesbourg New Heavn's new Stars whose whirling courses should With constant windings though contrary waies Mark the true mounds of Years and Months and Daies Yet 't is a story that hath oft been heard And by graue Witnes hundred times auerr'd That that profound Briareus who of yore As selfly arm'd with thousands hands and more Maintain'd so long the Syracusian Towrs 'Gainst great Marcellus and his Roman Powrs The Engines of Archimedes and his Spheare Who fier'd his foes Fleet with a wondrous Glass Who hugest Vessels that did euer pass The Tiâ—rhen Seas turn'd with his onely hand From Shoar to Sea and from the Sea to Land Framed a Sphear where euery Wandring Light Of lower Heav'ns and th' vpper Tapers bright Whose glistering flames the Firmament adorn Did of themselues with ruled motion turn Nor may we smother or forget ingrately The Heauen of Siluer sent by the Emperour Ferdinand to Solyman the great Turk The Heav'n of Siluer that was sent but
lately From Ferdinando as a famous Work Vnto Bizantium to the Greatest Turk Wherein a spirit still mouing to and fro Made all the Engin orderly to go And though th' one Sphear did alwaies slowely slide And opposite the other swiftly glide Yet still their Stars kept all their Courses ev'n With the true Courses of the Stars of Heav'n The Sun there shifting in the Zodiack His shining Houses neuer did forsake His pointed Path there in a Month his Sister Fulfill'd her course and changing oft her lustre And form of Face now larger lesser soon Follow'd the Changes of the other Moon O compleat Creature who the starry Sphears Of mans resemblance to his first Paterne which is God Canst make to moue who ' boue the Heav'nly Bears Extend'st thy powr who guidest with thy hand The Day 's bright Chariot and the nightly Brand This curious Lust to imitate the best And fairest Works of the Almightiest By rare effects bears record of thy Linage And high descent and that his sacred Image Was in thy Soule ingrav'n when first his Spirit The spring of life did in thy limms inspire-it For as his Beauties are past all compare So is thy Soule all beautifull and fair As hee 's immortall and is neuer idle Thy Soule 's immortall and can brook no bridle O◠sloath to curb her busie Intellect He ponders all thou peizest each effect And thy mature and settled Sapience Hathsom alliance with his Prouidence He works by Reason thou by Rule Hee 's glory Of th' Heav'nly Stages thou of th' Earthly Story Hee 's great High-Priest thou his great Vicar heer Hee 's Souerain Prince and thou his Vice-Roy deer For soon as euer he had framed thee Other testimonies of the excellency of Man constituted Lord of the World Into thy hands he put this Monarchy Made all the Creatures knowe thee for their Lord And com before thee of their own accord And gaue thee power as Master to impose Fit sense-full Names vnto the Hoast that rowes In watery Regions and the wandring Heards Of Forrest people and the painted Birds O too-too happy had that Fall of thine Not cancell'd so the Character diuine But sith our Soules now-sin-obscured Light Wherein consisteth Mans selicitie Shines through the Lanthorn of our Flesh so bright What sacred splendor will this Starr send forth When it shall shine without this vail of Earth The Soule heer lodg'd is like a man that dwels In an ill Aire annoy'd with noysom smells Excellent comparisons In an old House open to winde and weather Neuer in Health not half an hour together Or almost like a Spider who confin'd In her Webs centre shak't with euery winde Moues in an instant if the buzzing Flie Stir but a string of her Lawn Canapie You that haue seen within this ample Table Of the Creation of Woman made for an ayd to Man and without whom Mans life were miserable Among so many Modules admirable Th' admired beauties of the King of Creatures Com com and see the Womans rapting features Without whom heer Man were but half a man But a wilde Wolf but a Barbarian Brute ragefull fierce moody melancholike Hating the Light whom nought but naught could like Born solely for himself bereft of sense Of heart of loue of life of excellence God therefore not to seme less liberal To Man then else to euery animal For perfect patern of a holy Loue To Adams half another half he gaue Ta'en from his side to binde through euery Age With kinder bonds the sacred Mariage Euen as a Surgeon minding off-to-cut Simile Som cure-less limb before in vre he put His violent Engins on the vicious member Bringeth his Patient in a sense-less slumber And grief-less then guided by vse and Art To saue the whole sawes off th' infected part So God empal'd our Grandsiers liuely look Through all his bones a deadly chilness strook Siel'd-vp his sparkling Eys with Iron bands Led down his feet almost to Lethè Sands In brief so numm'd his Soul's and Body's sense That without pain opening his side from thence He took a rib which rarely he refin'd And thereof made the Mother of Mankinde Grauing so liuely on the liuing Bone All Adams beauties that but hardly one Could haue the Louer from his Loue descry'd Or know'n the Bridegroom from his gentle Bride Sauing that she had a more smiling Ey A smoother Chin a Cheek of purer Dy A fainter voice a more inticing Face A Deeper Tress a more delighting Grace And in her bosom more then Lillie-white Two swelling Mounts of Ivory panting light Now after this profound and pleasing Traunce Their Mariage No sooner Adams rauisht eyes did glaunce On the rare beauties of his new-com Half But in his heart he gan to leap and laugh Kissing her kindely calling her his Life His Loue his Stay his Rest his Weal his Wife His other-Self his Help him to refresh Bone of his Bone Flesh of his very Flesh. Source of all ioyes sweet Hee-Shee-Coupled-One Their Epithalamie or wedding Song Thy sacred Birth I neuer think vpon But rauisht I admire how God did then Make Two of One and One of Two again O blessed Bond O happy Mariage Which doost the match 'twixt Christ and vs presage O chastest friendship whose pure flames impart Two Soules in one two Hearts into one Hart O holy knot in Eden instituted Not in this Earth with bloud and wrongs polluted Profan'd with mischiefs the Pre-Scaene of Hell To cursed Creatures that ' gainst Heav'n rebell O sacred Cov'nant which the sin-less Son Of a pure Virgin when he first begun To publish proofs of his drad Powr Diuine By turning Water into perfect Wine At lesser Cana in a wondrous manner Did with his presence sanctifie and honour By thy deer Fauour after our Decease The commodities of Mariage We leaue behinde our liuing Images Change War to Peace in kindred multiply And in our Children liue eternally By thee we quench the wilde and wanton Fires That in our Soule the Paphian shot inspires And taught by thee a loue more firm and fitter We finde the Mel more sweet the Gall less bitter Which heer by turns heap vp our human Life Eu'n now with ioyes anon with iars and strife This done the Lord commands the happy Pair Propagation by the blessing of God With chaste embraces to replenish Fair Th' vnpeopled World that while the World endures Heer might succeed their liuing Pourtraitures He had impos'd the like precept before On th' irefull Droues that in the Desarts roar The fethered Flocks and fruitfull-spawning Legions That liue within the liquid Crystal Regions Thence-forth therefore Bears Bears ingendered The Dolphins Dolphins Vulturs Vulturs bred Men Men and Nature with a change-less Course Still brought forth Children like their Ancestors Vnnaturall Cōiunctions produce monstrous Births Though since indeed as when the fire hath mixt-them The yellow Gold and Siluer pale betwixt them Another Metall
their sacred ornaments beside Anon he wonders at the differing graces Tongues gests attires the fashions and the faces Of busie-buzzing swarms which still hee meets Ebbing and flowing ouer all the streets Then at the signes the shops the waights the measures The handy-crafts the rumors trades and treasures But of all sights none seems him yet more strange Then the rare beautious stately rich Exchange Another while he maruails at the Thames Which seems to bear huge mountains on her streams Then at the faâ—-built Bridge which he doth iudge More like a tradefull City then a Bridge And glancing thence a-long the Northren shoar That princely prospect doth amaze him more For in that Garden man delighted so That rapt he wist not if hee wak't or no If he beheld a true thing or a fable Or Earth or Heav'n all more then admirable For such excess his extasie was small Not hauing spirit enough to muse withall He wisht him bundred-fold redoubled senses The more to taste so rare sweet excellences Not knowing whether nose or ears or eyes Smelt heard or saw more sauors sounds or Dies But Adams best and supreame delectation Happines of the first Man before his fall Was th' often haunt and holy conuersation His soule and body had so many waies With God who lightned Eden with his Rays For spirits by faith religiously refin'd 'Twixt God and man retain a middle kinde And Vmpires mortall to th' immortall ioyn And th' infinit in narrow clay confine Som-times by you O you all-faining Dreams We gain this good but not when Bacchus steams Of the visions of the spirit And glutton vapours ouer-flowe the Brain And drown our spirits presenting fancies vain Nor when pale Phlegm or Saffron-coloured Choler In feeble stomacks belch with diuers dolor And print vpon our Vnderstandings Tables That Water-wracks this other flamefull fables Nor when the Spirit of lies our spirits deceiues And guile-full visions in our fancy leaues Nor when the pencil of Cares ouer-deep Our day-bred thoughts depainteth in our sleep But when no more the soules chief faculties Are sperst to sereue the body many waies When all self-vned free from dayes disturber Through such sweet Trance she findes a quiet harbour Where som in riddles som more plain exprest Shee sees things future in th' Almighties brest And yet far higher is this holy Fit Of the certainty of the visions of the spirit the body being at rest When not from flesh but from flesh-cares acquit The wakefull soule it self assembling so All selfly dies while that the body though Liues motion-les for sanctified wholly It takes th' impression of Gods Signet Soly And in his sacred Crystall Map doth see Heav'ns Oracles and Angels glorious glee Made more then spirit Now Morrow Yesterday To it all one are all as present aye And though it seem not when the dream 's expir'd Like that it was yet is it much admir'd Of rarest men and shines among them bright Like glistring Starrs through gloomy shades of night But aboue all that 's the divinest Trance Of diuine extraordinary visions and Reuelations When the soules eye beholds Gods countenance When mouth to mouth familiarly he deales And in our face his drad-sweet face hee seales As when S. Paul on his deer Masters wings Was rapt aliue vp to th' eternall things And he that whilom for the chosen flock Made walls of waters waters of a rock O sacred flight sweet rape loues soueraign bliss Of the excellency of such visions and Reuelations Which very loves deer lips dost make vs kiss Hymen of Manna and of Mel compact Which for a time dost Heav'n with earth contract Fire that in Limbeck of pure thoughts divine Doost purge our thoughts and our dull earth refine And mounting vs to Heav'n vn-mouing hence Man in a trice in God doost quintessence O! mad'st thou man divine in habitude As for a space O sweetest solitude Thy bliss were equall with that happie Rest Which after death shall make vs ever-blest Now I beleeve that in this later guise What manner of visions the first Man had in Eden Man did conuerse in Pleasant Paradise With Heav'ns great Architect and happy there His body saw or body as it were Gloriously compast with the blessed Legions That raign above the azure-spangled Regions ADAM quoth He the beauties manyfold Man is put in possession of EdeÌ„ vnder a conditioÌ„ That in this Eden thou doest heer behold Are all thine onely enter sacred race Come take possession of this wealthy place The Earth's sole glory take deer Sonn to thee This farm's demains leave the Chief right to me And th' only Rent that of it I reserue is One Trees fair fruit to shew thy sute and seruice Be thou the Liege and I Lord Paramount I 'le not exact hard fines as men shall woont For signe of Homage and for seal of Faith Of all the profits this Possession hath I only ask one Tree whose fruit I will For Sacrament shall stand of Good and Ill. Take all the rest I bid thee but I vow By th' vn-nam'd name where-to all knees doo bow And by the keen Darts of my kindled Ire More fiercely burning then consuming fire That of the Fruit of Knowledge if thou feed Death dreadfull Death shall plague Thee and thy Seed If then the happie state thou hold'st of me My holy mildnes nor high Maiesty If faith nor Honour curb thy bold ambition Yet weigh thy self and thy owne Seeds condition Most mighty Lord quoth Adam heer I tender Before Sinne Man was an huÌ„ble and zealous seruant of God All thanks I can not all I should thee render For all thy liberall fauours far surmounting My hearts conceit much more my tongues recounting At thy command I would with boyst'rous shock Goe run my self against the hardest rock Or cast me head long from som Mountain steep Down to the whirling bottom of the Deep Yea at thy beck I would not spare the life Of my deer Phoenix sister-daughter-wife Obaying thee I finde the things impossible Cruell and painfull pleasant kinde and possible But since thy first Law doth more grace afford Vnto the Subiect than the souerain Lord Since bountious Prince on me and my Descent Thou doost impose no other tax nor Rent But one sole Precept of most iust condition No Precept neither but a Prohibition And since good God of all the Fruits in EDEN There 's but one Apple that I am forbidden Euen only that which bitter Death doth threat Better perhaps to look on then to eate I honour in my soule and humbly kiss Thy iust Edict as Author of my bliss Which once transgrest deserues the rigor rather Of sharpest Iudge then mildnes of a Father The Firmament shall retrograde his course Swift Euphrates goe hide him in his source Firm Mountains skip like Lambs beneath the Deep Eagles shall diue Whales in the air shall keep Yer I presume with fingers ends to touch Much less
swouns and many others Eternall fellows of all future mothers Vnder his yoak thy husband thee shall haue Tyrant by thee made the Arch-tyrants slaue Against Man And thou disloyall which hast harkned more To a wanton fondling then my sacred lore Hence forth the sweat shall bubble on thy brow Thy hands shall blister and thy back shall bow Ne'r shalt thousend into thy branchievains A bit but bought with price of thousand pains For the earth feeling euen in her th' effect Of the doom thundred 'gainst thy foul defect In stead of sweet fruits which she selfly yeelds Seed-less and Art-less ouer all thy fields With thorns and burrs shall bristle vp her brest In short thou shalt not taste the sweets of rest Till ruth-less Death by his extreamest pain Thy dust-born body turn to dust again Heer I conceiue that flesh and bloud will brangle Obiection to excuse the Sinne of Man And murmuring Reason with th' almighty wrangle Who did our parents with Free-will indue 1. Though he fore-saw that that would be the clew Should lead their steps into the wofull way Where life is death ten thousand times a day Now all that he fore-sees befalls and further Hee all euents by his free powr doth order Man taxeth God of too-vniust severity For plaguing Adams sin in his posterity So that th' old yeers renewed generations Cannot asswage his venging indignations Which haue no other ground to prosecute But the mis eating of a certain fruit O dusty wormling dar'st thou striue and stand Answeres to the first obiection With Heav'ns high Monarch wilt thou wretch demand Count of his deeds Ah! shall the Potter make 1. His clay such fashion as him list to take And shal not God Worlds Founder Natures Father Dispose of man his own meer creature rather The supream King who Iudge of greatest Kings By number weight and measure acts all things Vice-loathing Lord pure Iustice patron strong Law 's life Right 's rule will he doo any wrong Man holdest thou of God thy frank Free-will 2. But free t' obay his sacred goodnes still Freely to follow him and doe his hest Net Philtre-charm'd nor by Busiris prest God arms thee with discourse but thou O wretch By the keen edge the wound-soule sword doost catch Killing thy self and in thy loyns thy line O banefull Spider weaving wofull twine All Heav'ns pure flowrs thou turnest into poyson Thy sense reaues sense thy reason robs thy reason For thou complainest of Gods grace whose Still Extracts from dross of thine audacious ill 3. Three vnexpected goods prayse for his Name Bliss for thy self for Satan endless-shame Sith but for sin Iustice and Mercy were But idle names and but that thou didst erre CHRIST had not com to conquer and to quell Vpon the Cross Sin Satan Death and Hell Making thee blessed more since thine offence Then in thy primer happy innocence Thē might'st thou dy now death thou doost not doubt Now in the Heav'n then didst thou ride without In earth thou liv'dst then now in Heav'n thou beest Then thou didst hear Gods word it now thou seest Then pleasant fruits now Christ is thy repast Then might'st thou fall but now thou standest fast Now Adams fault was not in deed so light As seems to Reason's sin-bleard Owlie sight But 't was a chain where all the greatest sinns Were one in other linked fast as Twinns Ingratitude pride treason gluttony Too-curious skill-thrist enuy felony Too-light too-late beleef were the sweet baits That made him wander from Heav'ns holy straights What wouldst thou Father say vnto a Son Of perfect age to whom for portion Witting and willing while thy self yet livest All thy possessions in the earth thou givest And yet th' vngratefull grace-lesse insolent In thine own Land rebellion doth invent Map now an Adam in thy memory By Gods own hand made with great maiesty Not poor nor pined but at whose command The rich aboundance of the world doth stand Not slaue to sense but having freely might To bridle it and range it still aright No idiot fool nor drunk with vain opinion But Gods Disciple and his deerest Minion Who rashly growes for little nay for nought His deadly foe that all his good had wrought So mayst thou ghess what whip what rope what rack What fire were fit to punish Adams lack Answeres to the second obiection Then sith Mans sin by little and little runs End-less through every Age from Sires to Sons 1. And still the farther this foul sin-spring flowes It still more muddy and more filthy growes Thou ought'st not marvail if even yet his seed Feel the iust wages of this wicked deed For though the keen sting of concupiscence Cannot yer birth his fell effect commence The vnborn Babe hid in the Mothers womb Is Sorrow's seruant and Sin 's servile groom As a frail Mote from the first Mass extract Which Adam baen'd by his rebellious fact Sound off-spring coms not of a Kinde infected Parts are not fair if to tall be defected And a defiled stinking sink doth yeeld More durt then water to the neighbour field While nights black muffler hoodeth vp the skies 2. The silly blind-man misseth not his eys Simile But when the day summons to work again His night eternall then he doth complain That hee goes groping and his hand alas Is fain to guide his foot and guard his face So man that liveth in the wombs obscurity Knowes not nor maketh knowen his lusts impurity Which for't is sown in a too-plentious ground Takes root already in the Caues profound Of his infected Hart with 's birth it peers And growes in strength as he doth growe in years And waxt a Tree though proyn'd with thousand cares An execrable deadly fruit it bears Thou seest no wheat Helleborus can bring 3. Nor barly from the madding Morrell spring Simile Nor bleating Lambs braue Lyons doe not breed The leprous Parents raise a leprous seed Even so our Grand-sire living Innocent Had stockt the whole World with a Saint-descent But suffering sin in EDEN him inuade His sons the sons of Sin and Wrath he made For God did seem t'indow with glory and grace 4. Not the first Man so much as all mans race And after reaue again those gifts diuine Not him so much as in him all his line For if an odious Traytour that conspires Simile Against a Prince or to his state aspires Feel not alone the laws extremity But his sons sons although somtimes they be Honest and vertuous for their Fathers blame Are hap-less scarr'd with an eternall shame May not th' Eternall with a righteous terror In Adams issue punish Adams error May he not thrall them vnder Deaths command And sear their brows with everlasting brand Of infamy who in his stock accurst Haue graft worse slips then Adam set at first Mans seed then iustly by succession Conclusion of the former Disputations and execution of Gods Decree
against Adam Eue. They are driuen out of Eden Bears the hard penance of his high transgression And Adam heer from Eden banished As first offender is first punished Hence quoth the Lord hence hence accursed race Out of my Garden quick auoyd the place This beautious place pride of this Vniuerse A house vnworthy Masters so peruerse Those that in quarrell of the Strong of Strongs Simile And iust reuenge of Queen and Countries wrongs Were witnesses to all the wofull plaints The sighes and tears and pitifull complaints Of brauing Spaniards chiefly braue inword When by the valiant Heav'n-assisted sword Of Mars like ESSEX Englands Marshall-Earl Then Albions Patron and Eliza's Pearl They were expulst from Cad'z their deerest pleasure Losing their Town their honour and their treasure Woe worth said they woe worth our Kings ambition Woe worth our Cleargy and their Inquisition He seeks new Kingdoms and doth lose his old They burn for conscience but their thirst is gold Woe and alas woe to the vain brauados Of Typhon like-inuincible ARMADOS Which like the vaunting Monster-man of Gath Haue stirr'd against vs little Dauids wrath Wo-worth our sins wo worth our selues and all Accursed causes of our suddain fall Those well may ghess the bitter agonies And luke-warm Rivers gushing down the eys Of our first Parents out of Eden driv'n Of Repeal hope-less by the hand of Heav'n For the Almighty set before the dore The earthly Eden shut-vp for euer from Mankinde Of th' holy Park a Seraphin that bore A waving sword whose body shined bright Like flaming Comet in the midst of night A body meerly Metaphysioall Which differing little from th' ONE vnicall Th' Act-simply-pure the onely-beeing BEEING Approcheth matter ne'rtheless not being Of matter mixt or rather is so made So meerly spirit that not the murdering blade His ioyned quantity can part in two For pure it cannot Suffer ought but Doo FINIS THE FVRIES THE III. PART OF THE I. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT The World 's tranform'd from that it was at first For Adams Sin all Creatures else accurst Their Harmony dis-tuned by His iar Yet all again concent to make Him war As th' Elements and aboue all the Earth Three ghastly FVRIES Sicknes War and Dearth A generall Muster of the Bodies Griefs The Soules Diseases vnder sundry Chiefs Both full of Horror but the later most Where vgly Vice in Vertues Mask doth boast THis 's not the World O! whither am I brought Sin hath changed and disfigured the face of the World This Earth I tread this hollow-hanging Vault Which Dayes reducing and renuing Nights Renues the grief of mine afflicted sprights This Sea I sail this troubled Ayr I sip Are not The First-Weeks glorious workmanship This wretched Round is not the goodly Globe Th' Eternall trimmed in so various Robe 'T is but a Dungeon and a dreadfull Caue Of that First World the miserable graue All-quickning Spirit great God that iustly-strange Inuocation Iudge-turned-Father wrought'st his wondrous change Change and new-mould me Lord my hand assist That in my Muse appear no earthly mist Make me thine organ giue my voice dexterity Sadly to sing this sad Change to Posterity And bountious Giuer of each perfect gift So tune my voice to his sweet-sacred Clift That in each strain my rude vnready tong Be liuely Eccho of his learned Song And hence-forth let our holy Musik rauish All well-born Soules from fancies lewdly-lauish Of charming Sin the deep-inchaunting Syrens The snares of vertue valour-softning Hyrens That toucht with terrour of thine indignation Presented in this wofull Alteration We all may seek by Prayer and true Repentance To shun the rigour of thy wrathfull Sentence * The TraÌ„slator heere humbly vaileth-bonnet to the Kings Maiesty who many yeeres since for his princely exercile translated these FVRIES the VRANIA and some other Pecces of Du BARTAS But yer we farther pass our slender Bark Must heer strike top-sâ—ils to a Princely Ark Which keeps these Straights Hee hails vs threatfully Star-boord our helm Com vnderneath his Lee. Ho Whence your Bark of Zeal-land Whether bound For Vertues Cape What lading Hope This Sound You should not pass sauâ— that your voyage tends To benefit our Neighbours and our Frends Thanks Kingly Captain daign vs then we pray Som skilfull Pylot through this FVRIOVS Bay Or in this Chanell sith we are to learn Vouch safe to togh vs at your Royall Stern YER THAT our Sire O too too proudly-base Turn'd tail to God and to the Fiend his face This mighty World did seem an Instrument True-strung well-tun'd and handled excellent Happy estate of the World before Sinne set forth by a Similitude Whose symphony resounded sweetly-shrill Th' Almighties prayse who play'd vpon it still While man serv'd God the World serv'd him the lyue And liue-less creatures seemed all to striue To nurse this league and louing zealously These two deer Heads embraced mutually In sweet accord the base with high reioyc't The hot with cold the solid with the moist And innocent Astraea did combine All with the mastick of a Loue diuine For th' hidden loue that now a-dayes doth holde The Sympathy yet appearing between certain Creatures is but as a litle shadow of the perfect vnion which was among all Creatures before Mans Fall The Steel and Load-stone Hydrargire and Golde Th' Amber and straw that lodgeth in one shell Pearl-fish and Sharpling and vnites so well Sargons and Goats the Sperage and the Rush Th' Elm and the Vine th' Oliue and Myrtle-bush Is but a spark or shadow of that Loue Which at the first in every thing did moue When as th' Earth's Muses with Harmonious sound To Heav'ns sweet Musick humbly did resound But Adam being chief of all the strings Of this large Lute o're-retched quickly brings All out of tune and now for melody Of warbling Charms it yels so hideously That it affrights fell Enyon who turmoils To raise again th' old Chaos antik broils Heav'n that still smiling on his Paramour Of the Discord that Sinne hath brought among all things Still in her lap did Mel and Manna pour Now with his hail his rain his frost and heat Doth parch and pinch and over-whelm and beat And hoars her head with Snowes and ielous dashes Against her brows his fiery lightning flashes On th' other side the sullen enuious Earth Sundry notable Antipathies From blackest Cels of her foul brest sends forth A thousand foggy fumes which every where With cloudy mists Heav'ns crystall front besmear Since that the Woolf the trembling Sheep pursues The crowing Cock the Lion stout eschews The Pullein hide them from the Puttock's flight The Mastie's mute at the Hyaenas sight Yea who would think it these fell enmities Rage in the sense-less trunks of Plants and Trees The Vine the Cole the Cole-wort Swines-bread dreads The Fearn abhors the hollow waving Reeds The Olyue and the Oak participate Even to their earth signes of
their auncient hate Which suffers not O date-less discord th' one Live in that ground where th' other first hath growen O strange instinct O deep immortall rage Whose fiery fewd no Laethé floud can swage So at the sound of Wolf-Drums rattling thunder Th' affrighted Sheep-skin-Drum doth rent in sunder So that fell Monsters twisted entrails cuts By secret powr the poor Lambs twined guts Which after death in steed of bleating mute Are taught to speak vpon an Yvory Lute And so the Princely Eagles ravening plumes The feathers of all other Fowls consumes The First-mov'd Heav'n in ' tself it self still stirring The estate of Man before Sin Rapts with his course quicker then windes swift whirring All th' other Sphears and to Alcides Spyres From Alexanders Altars driues their Fires But mortall Adam Monarch heer beneath Erring draws all into the paths of death And on rough Seas as a blinde Pylot rash Against the rock of Heav'ns iust wrath doth dash The Worlds great Vessell sayling yerst at ease With gentle gales good guide on quiet Seas For yer his fall which way so e'r he rowl'd His estate after Sinne. His wondering eys God every-where behold In Heav'n in Earth in Ocean and in Ayr He sees and feels and findes him every-where The World was like a large and sumptuous Shop Where God his goodly treasures did vnwrap Or Crystall glass most liuely representing His sacred Goodnes every-where frequenting But since his sin the wofull wretch findes none Herb garden groue field fountain stream or stone Beast mountain valley sea-gate shoar or haven But bears his Deaths doom openly ingraven In brief the whole scope this round Centre hath Is a true store-house of Heav'ns righteous wrath Al creatures froÌ„ the highest to the lowest enemies to Man Rebellious Adam from his God revolting Findes his yerst-subiects 'gainst himself insulting The tumbling Sea the Ayr with tempests driven Thorn-bristled Earth the sad and lowring Heav'n As from the oath of their allegeance free Revenge on him th' Almighties iniury The Starrs coniur'd through enuious Influence The Heauens with all ther in By secret Hang-men punish his offence The Sun with heat the Moon with cold doth vex-him Th' Air with vnlookt-for suddain changes checks-him With fogs and frosts hails snowes and sulph'ry thunders Blasting and storms and more prodigious wonders Fire fall'n from Heav'n or else by Art incited Al the ElemeÌ„ts Fire Aire Or by mischance in som rich building lighted Or from som Mountains burning bowels throw'n Repleat with Sulphur Pitch and Pumie stone With sparkling fury spreads and in fewe hours The labour of a thousand years devours The greedy Ocean breaking wonted bounds Sea Vsurps his heards his wealthy Iles and Towns The grieved Earth to ease her as it seems Earth Of such profane accursed weight somtimes Swallows whole Countries and the airie tops Of Prince-proud towrs in her black womb she wraps And in despight of him abhord and hatefull Earth brings forth weeds She many wayes proues barren and ingratefull Mocking our hopes turning our seed-Wheat-kernel To burn-grain Thistle and to vapourie Darnel Cockle wilde Oats rough Burs Corn-cumbring Tares Short recompence for all our costly cares Yet this were little if she more malicious Venemous plants Fell stepdame brought vs not Plants more pernicious As sable Henbane Morell making mad Cold poysoning Poppy itching drowsie sad The stifning Carpesâ— th' eyes-foe Hemlock stinking Limb-numming belching and the sinew-shrinking Dead-laughing Apâ—um weeping Aconite Which in our vulgar deadly Wolfs-bane hight The dropsie breeding sorrow-bringing Psylly Heer called Flea-Wurt Colchis banefull Lilly With vs Wild-Saffron blistring byting fell Not Napell making lips and tongue to swell Blood-boyling Yew and costiue Mâ—sseltoe With yce-cold Mandrake and a many mo Such fatall plants whose fruit seed sap or root T'vntimely Graue doe bring our heed-less foot Besides she knowes we brutish value more Poyson hidden among the Metals Then Liues or Honours her rich glittering Ore That Auarice our bound-less thought still vexes Therfore among her wreakfull baits she mixes Quick-siluer Lithargie and Orpiment Wherwith our entrails are oft gâ—awn and rent So that somtimes for Body and for Minde Torture and torment in one Mine we finde What resteth more the Masters skilfull most The excellency of Mans Dominion ouer the Creatures before his Fall With gentle gales driv'n to their wished Coast Not with less labour guide their winged waynâ— On th' azure fore-head of the liquid plains Nor crafty Iugglers can more easily make Their self-liv'd Puppets for their lucres sake To skip and scud and play and prate and praunce And fight and fall and trip and turn and daunce Then happy we did rule the sealy Legions That dumbly dwell in stormy water-Regions Then fethered singers and the stubborn droues That haunt the Desarts and the shady Groues At every word they trembled then for aw And every wink then serv'd them as a law And always bent all duty to obserue-vs Without command stood ready still to serue-vs But now alas through our fond Parents fall The Creatures now becomn Tyrants and â—raytors to Him whose slaues and seruants they were before Sin They of our slaues are growen our tyrants all Wend we by Sea the dread Leuiathan Turns vpside-down the boyling Ocean And on the suddain sadly doth in toomb Our floting Castle in deep Thetis womb Yerst in the wel kin like an Eagle towring And on the water like a Dolphin scowring Walk we by Land how many loathsom swarms Of speckled poysons with pestiferous arms In every corner in close Ambush lurk With secret bands our sodain banes to work Besides the Lion and the Leopard Boar Bear and Wolf to death pursue vs hard And ielous vengers of the wrongs divine In peeces pull their Soverains sinfull line The huge thick Forrests haue nor bush nor brake But hides som Hang-man our loath'd life to take In every hedge and ditch both day and night We fear our death of every leaf affright Rest we at home the Masty fierce in force Th' vntamed Bull the hot courageous Horse With teeth with horns and hooues besiege vs round As griev'd to see such tyrants tread the ground And ther 's no Fly so small but now dares bring Her little wrath against her quondam King What hideous sights what horror-boading showes An admirable description of Mans miserable Punishments tortured by himselfe Alas what yels what howls what thund'ring throws O! am I not neer roaring Phlegoton Alecto sad Moger ' and Thesiphon What spels haue charm'd ye from your dreadfull den Of darkest Hell Monsters abhord of men O Nights black daughters grim-faç't Furies sad Stern Plutos Posts what make ye heer so mad O! feels not man a world of wofull terrors Besides your goaring wounds and ghastly horrors So soon as God from Eden Adam draue To liue in this Earth rather in this Graue Where raign a thousand deaths he summon'd-vp With thundering call the damned Crew
Who lacks a member yet persevereth To liue we see but members cut away From their own head do by and by decay 9. A Traytor deserues to haue his house razed to the ground Nor was God cruell when he drown'd the Earth For sit hence man had from his very birth Rebeld against him was 't not equity That for his fault his house should vtterly Be rent and raz'd that salt should there besow'n That in the ruins for instruction We for a time might read and vnderstand The righteous vengeance of Heav'ns wrathfull hand That wrought this Deluge and no hoorded waves Of ayry clouds or vnder-earthly caves If all blew Curtins mixt of ayr and water 10. The Flood was no naturall accident but a most iust iudgement of God Round-over-spreading this wide All-Theater To som one Climate all at once should fly One Country they might drown vndoubtedly But our great Galley hauing gone so far So many months in sight of either Star From Pole to Pole through sundry Climats whorld Showes that this Flood hath drowned all the world Now non-plust if to re-inforce thy Camp 11. The waters of the Flood sprung not from a naturall motion only but proceeded frō other then naturall Causes which cannot produce such effects Thou fly for succour to thine Ayery Damp Showe in the concave of what Mountains steep We may imagine Dens sufficient deep For so much ayr as gushing out in fountains Should hide the proud tops of the highest Mountains Sith a whole tun of ayr scarce yeelds in tryall Water ynough to fill one little Viall And what should then betide those empty spaces What should succeed in the forsaken places Of th' air's thin parts in swift springs shrinking thence Sith there 's no voyd in th' All-circumference Whence wilt thou say then coms this raging flood 12. The consideratiō of the power of God in subiecting the creatures to Noah in sustaining feeding them so long in the Arke which was as a Sepulchre confuteth all the obiections of Atheists That over-flowes the windy Ryphean Wood Mount Libanus and enviously aspires To quench the light of the celestiall fires Whence shall I say then whence-from coms it Cham That Wolves and Panthers waxing meek and tame Leaving the horror of their shady home Adiourn'd by Heav'n did in my presence com Who holding subiect vnder my command So many creatures humbled at my hand And now restor'd to th' honour and estate Whence Adam fell through sin and Satans hate Whence doth it com or by what reason is' t That vn-mann'd Haggards to mine empty fist Com without call Whence coms it that so little Fresh water fodder meal and other victuall Should serue so long so many a greedy-gut As in the dark holds of this Ark is shut That heer the Partridge doth not dread the Hauk Nor fearfull Hare the spotted Tiger baulk That all these storms our Vessell haue not broak That all this while we doe not ioyntly choak With noysom breath and excrementall stink Of such a common and continuall sink And that ourselues ' mid all these deaths are sav'd From these All-Seas where all the rest are Grav'd In all the compass of our floating Inns 13. The Arke full of Miracles which confound the wits stop the mouthes of profane wranglers Are not so many planks and boords and pins As wonders strange and miracles that ground Mans wrangling Reason and his wits confound And God no less his mighty powr displayd When he restor'd then when the World he made O sacred Patron pacifie thine ire Bring home our Hulk these angry floods retire A-liue and dead let vs perceiue and proove Thy wrath on others on our selues thy love Thus Noah sweetens his Captivity God causeth the Flood to cease Beguiles the time and charms his misery Hoping in God alone who in the Mountains Now slopping close the veins of all the Fountains Shutting Heav'ns sluees causing th' ayr controul'd Close-vp his channels and his Seas with-hould Cals forth the windes O Heav'ns fresh fans quoth he Earths sweeping Brooms O Forrests enmity O you my Heralds and my Harbengers My nimble Postes and speedy Messengers Mine arms my sinews and mine Eagles swift That through the ayr my rowling Chariot lift When from my mouth in my iust-kindled ire Fly Sulphry fumes and hot consuming fire When with my Lightning Scepters dreadfull wonder I muster horror darknes clouds and thunder Wake rise and run and drink these waters dry That hills and dales haue hidden from the sky Th' Aeolian Crowd obays his mighty call The Arke resteth on the Mountain Ararat in Armenia The surly surges of the waters fall The Sea retreateth and the sacred Keel Lands on a Hill at whose proud feet doo kneel A thousand Hills his lofty horn adoring That cleaues the clouds the starry welkin goaring Then hope-cheer'd Noah first of all for scout What Noah did before he went forth Sends forth the Crowe who flutters neer-about And finding yet no landing place at all Returns a-boord to his great Admirall Som few dayes after from the window flyes The harm-less Doue for new discoveries But seeing yet no shoar she almost tyr'd A-boord the Carrack back again retyr'd But yer the Sun had seav'n Heav'n-Circuits rode To view the World a-fresh she flyes abroad And brings a-boord at evening in her bill And Oliue branch with water pearled still O happy presage O deer pledge of loue O wel-com newes behold the peacefull Doue Brings in her beak the Peace-branch boading weal And truce with God who by this sacred seal Kindely confirms his holy Couenant That first in fight the Tiger rage shall want Lions be cowards Hares couragious Yer he be false in word or deed to vs. O sacred Oliue firstling of the fruits Health-boading branch be it thy tender roots Haue lived still while this strange Deluge lasted I doe reioyce it hath not all things wasted Or be it since the Ebb thou newly spring Prays'd be the bounty of th' immortall King That quickens thus these dead the World induing With beauty fresh so suddainly renuing Thus Noah spake And though the World gan lift He exspecteth Gods commandement to goe forth whereby at the first hee was shut vp in the Ark Most of his Iles above the waters drift Though waxen old in his long weary night He see a friendly Sun to brandish bright Though choak't with ill ayr in his stinking staul Hee 'l not a-shoar till God be pleas'd with-all And till devout from Heav'n he vnderstand Som Oracle to licence him to land But warn'd by Heav'n he commeth from his Cave Or rather from a foul infectious grave With Sem Cham Iapheth and their twice-two Brides And thousand pairs of living things besides Vnclean and clean for th' holy Patriark Had of all kinds inclosed in the Ark. But heer I hear th' vngodly that for fear Late whispered softly in each others ear With silent murmurs muttering secretly Now trumpet
at the vulgars will Anothers course is curiously inclos'd In lists of Art of choise fit words compos'd One in the feeble birth becomming old Is cradle-toomb'd another warreth bold With the yeer-spinners One vnhappy-founded Liues in a narrow valley euer bounded Another 'mong the learned troup doth presse From Alexanders Altars euen to Fez. And such are now the Hebrew Greek and Latin Excellencie of the Hebrew Greek and Latine Tongues aboue the rest Th' Hebrew because of it wee hold the Paten Of Thrice-Eternalls euer sacred Word And of his Law that is the first Record The Greek as hauing cunningly compriz'd All kinde of knowledge that may be devis'd And manly Roman sith the sword vndaunted Through all the world her eloquence hath planted Writing these later lines weary wel-neer A pleasant introduction to his following Discourse wherein Poetically He describeth and bringeth in the principall Languages together with such as haue excelled in each of them Of sacred Pallas pleasing labours deer Mine humble chin saluteth oft my brest With an Ambrosial deaw mine eys possest By peece-meal close all mouing powrs be still From my dull fingers drops my fainting quill Down in my sloath-lov'd bed again I shrink And in dark Lethè all deep cares I sink Yea all my cares except a zeal to len A gainfull pleasure to my Country-men For th' holy loues-charm burning for their sake When I am sleeping keeps my soule awake Gold-winged Morpheus East-ward issuing The God of Dreams By 's crystall gate it earlier opening Then daies bright door fantastick leads the way Down to a vale where moist-cool night and day Still calms and storms keen cold and sultry smother Rain and fair weather follow not each-other But May still raigns and rose-crown'd Zephyrus With wanton sighes makes the green trees to buss Whose whispering boughs in Ouall form do fence This flowrie field 's delightfull excellence Iust in the midst of this enammeld vale Rose a huge Rock cut like a Pedestall Description of the House Image of Eloquence and of the principall Languages And on the Cornich a Colossus stands Of during brasse which beareth in his hands Both fire and water from his golden tongue Grow thousand chains which all the mead a-long Draw worlds of hearers with alluring Art Bound fast by th' ears but faster by the hart Before his feet Boars Bears and Tigers lie As meek as Lambs reclaim'd from cruelty Neer hils do hop and neighbour Forrests bound Seeming to daunce at his sweet voices sound Of Carian pillars raisd with curious Art On bases firm a double rowe doth girt The soule-charm Image of sweet Eloquence And these fair Piles with great magnificence Bear foure by foure one of the Tongues which now Our learned Age for fairest doth allow Now 'mong the Heav'n-deer spirits supporting heer 1. The Hebrew supported by 4. Pillars viz. The Hebrew tongue that Prince whose brows appear Like daunt-Earth Comet 's Heav'n-adorning brand Who holds a green-drie wither'd-springing wand And in his arms the sacred Register Moses Of Gods eternall ten-fold Law doth bear Is Israels guide first Author he that first Vnto his heirs his Writings offer durst Whose hallowed Pages not alone preceed All Grecian Writ but euery Grecian Deed. Dauid's the next who with the melody Of voice-matcht fingers draws sphears harmony Dauid To his Heav'n-tuned harp which shall resound While the bright day-star rides his glorious Round Yea happily when both the whirling Poles Shall cease their Galliard th' euer-blessed soules Of Christ his champions cheer'd with his sweet songs Shall daunce to th' honour of the Strong of strongs And all the Angels glory-winged Hostes Sing Holy Holy Holy God of Hoasts The third his Son wit-wondrous Salomon Salomon Who in his lines hath more wise lessons sow'n More golden words then in his Crown there shin'd Pearls Diamonds and other Gemms of Inde Then Amos Son in threatnings vehement Esay Grace-fellowed graue holy and eloquent Sweet-numbred Homer heer the Greek supports 2 The Greeke by Homer Plato Herodotus Demosthenes Whose School hath bred the many-differing sorts Of ancient Sages and through euery Realm Made like a Sea his eloquence to stream Plato the all-diuine who like the Fowl They call of Paradise doth neuer foul His foot on Earth or Sea but lofty sties Higher then Heav'n from Hell aboue the skies Cleer-styl'd Herodotus and Demosthen Gold-mouthed hearts-king law of learned men 3. The Latine by Cicero Caesar. Salust Virgil. Th' Arch-Foe to factious Catiline and since To Anthony whose thundring eloquence Yeelds thousand streams whence rapt in admiration The rarest wits are drunk in euery Nation Caesar who knowes as wel to write as war The Sinnewy Salust and that Heav'n-fall'n star Which straggling Ilium brings to Tybers brink Who neuer seems in all his Works to wink Who neuer stumbled euer cleer and graue Bashfully-bold and blushing modest-braue Still like himself and else still like to no-man 4. The Italian by Boccace Petrarch Ariosto Tasso Sustain the stately graue-sweet ancient Roman On mirthsull Boccace is the Tuscan plac't Bold choice-tearm'd Petrarch in deep passions graç't The fluent fainer of Orlando's error Smooth pithie various quick affection-stirrer And witty Tasso worthy to indight Heroïk numbers full of life and light Short sharpe-conceipted rich in language cleer Though last in age in honour formost heer 5. The Arabik by Aben-Roes Eldebag Auicen Ibnu-farid Th' Arabian language hath for pillers sound Great Aben-Rois most subtill and profound Sharp Eldebag and learned Auicen And Ibnu-farid's figure-flowing Pen. The Dutch hath him who Germaniz'd the story 6. The Dutch by Peuther Luther Peucer Butric Of Sleidan next th' Isleban lasting glory Of Wittenberg with Peucer gilding bright His pleasing stile and Butric my delight Gueuarra Boscan and Granade which sup With Garcilace in honey Pytho's cup 7. The Spanish by Gueuarra Boscan Granada Garcilaco The smiling Nectar bear th' Hyberian And but th' old glory of the Catalan Rauisht O syas he might well haue claymed The Spanish Laurell 'mong these lastly named Now for the French that shape-less Column rude 8 The French by Marot Whence th' idle Mason hath but grosly hew'd As yet the rough scales from the vpper part Is Clement Marot who with Art-les Art Busily toyls and prickt with praise-full thirst Brings Helicon from Po to Quercy first Whom as a time-torn Monument I honour Or as a broken Toomb or tattered Banner Or age-worn Image not so much for showe As for the reuerence that to Eld I owe. The next I knowe not well yet at the least He seems som skilfull Master with the rest Yet doubt I still For now it doth appear Like Iaques Aymot then like Uiginere Amyot Ronsard That is great Ronsard who his France to garnish Robs Rome and Greece of their Art-various varnish And hardy-witted handleth happily All sorts of subiect stile and Poësie And this du Plessis beating Athëisme
Plessis Vain Paganisme and stubborn Iudaïsme With their own arms and sacred-graue and short His plain-prankt stile he strengthens in such sort That his quick reasons wingd with grace and Art Pearce like keen arrows euery gentle hart Our English Tongue three famous Knights sustain 9 The English by Sir Thomas Moore Sir Nicholas Bacone Sir Phil. Sidney Moore Bacone Sidney of which former twain High Chancellors of England weaned first Our Infant-phrase till then but homely nurst And childish toys and rudenes chasing thence To ciuill knowledge ioyn'd sweet eloquence And World-mourn'd Sidney warbling to the Thames His Swan-like tunes so courts her coy proud streams That all with-childe with Fame his fame they bear To Thetis lap and Thetis every-where But what new Sun dazels my tender eyes What suddain traunce rapts me aboue the skies What Princely Port O what imperiall grace What sweet-bright-lightning looks what Angels face And the incomparable Queene Elizabeth Say learned Heav'n-born Sisters is not this That prudent Pallas Albions Misteris The Great Eliza making hers disdaign For any Man to change their Maydens raign Her prudence Piety Iustice Religion Lear ning and Eloquence Who while Erynnys weary now of hell With fire and Sword her neighbours States doth quell And while black Horror threats in stormy rage With dreadfull down-fal th' vniuersall stage In happy Peace her Land doth keep and nourish Where reuerent Iustice and Religion flourish Who is not onely in her mother-voyce Rich in Oration but with phrases choice So on the sodain can discourse in Greek French Latin Tuscan Dutch and Spanish eek That Rome Rhyne Rhone Greece Spayn and Italy Plead all for right in her natiuitie Bright Northren pearl Mars-daunting martialist To grace the Muses and the Arts persist And O! if euer these rude rimes be blest But with one glaunce of Nature's onely Best Or lucky light between those Yuory palms Which hold thy State 's stern in these happy calms View them with milde aspect and gently read That for thy praise thine eloquence wee need Then thus I spake O spirits diuine and learned Whose happy labours haue your lauds eterned O! sith I am not apt alas nor able With you to bear the burthen honourable Of Albions Fame nor with my feeble sight So much as follow your Heav'n-neighbouring slight At least permit me prostrate to imbrace Your reuerend knees permit me to inchace Your radiant crests with Aprils flowrie Crown Permit I pray that from your high renown My freble tunes eternall fames deriue While in my Songs your glorious names suruiue Granting my sute each of them bowd his head 〈…〉 the The valley vanisht and the pillers fled And there-with-all my Dream had flow'n I think But that I lym'd his limber wings with ink FINIS The COLONIES THE III. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT To stop Ambition Strife and Auarice Into Three Parts the Earth diuided is To Sem the East to C ham the South the West To Iapheth falls their seuerall scopes exprest Their fruitfull Spawn did all the World supply Antiquites vncertain Search and why Assyria sceptred first and first imparts To all the rest Wealth Honour Arms and Arts The New-found World Mens diuers humors strange The various World a mutuall Counter-change VVHile through the Worlds vn-haunted wildernes Being heer to intreat of the Transmigration of so many Nations issued out of the loignes of Noah our Poet desireth to be ad dressed by some speciall Fauour of God I th' old first Pilots wandring House address While Famous DRAKE like coasting euery strand I do discouer many a New-fouÌ„d-Land And while from Sea to Sea with curious pain I plant great Noahs plentious Vine again What bright-brown cloud shall in the Day protect me What fiery Pillar shall by Night direct me Toward each Peoples primer Residence Predestin'd in the Court of Prouidence Yer our bi-sexed Parents free from sin In Eden did their double birth begin O sacred Lamp that went'st so brightly burning Before the Sages from the spycie Morning To shew th' Almightie Infants humble Birth O! chace the thick Clouds driue the darknes forth Which blindeth me that mine aduenturous Rime Circling the World may search out euery Clime For though my Wits in this long Voyage shift From side to side yet is my speciall drift The true only drift of all his indeuours My gentle Readers by the hand to bring To that deer Babe the Man-God Christ our King As WHEN the lowring Heav'ns with loudest raps A comparison expressing the ef fect of the astonishment which the confusion of Tongues brought into the Babel-builders Through Forrests thrill their roaring thunder-claps The shiuering Fowls do sodainly forgo Their nests and perches fluttering to and fro Through the dark ayr and round about there rings A whistling murmur of their whisking wings The grissel Turtles seldoom seen alone Dis-payer'd and parted wander one by one And euen the feeble downie feathered Yong Venter to flie before their quils be strong Euen so the Builders of that Babel-Wonder Hearing Gods voice a-loud to roar and thunder In their rude voices barbarous difference Take all at once their fearfull flight from thence On either hand and through th' Earth voidly-vast Each packs a-part where God would haue him plaç't For Heav'ns great Monarch yer the World began Why God would not that the seed of Noah should reside in the Plain of Shynar Hauing decreed to giue the World to man Would not the same a nest of theeues should be That with the Sword should share his Legacie And bruitly mixt with mongrell stock to stoar Our Elements round solid slimie floar But rather fire of Couetize to curb Into three Parts he parts he parts this spacious Orb 'Twixt Sem and Cham and Iapheth Sem the East C ham South and Iapheth doth obtain the West That large rich Country from Perosite shoars The Earth distributed among the Sonnes of Noah Where stately Ob the King of Riuers roars In Scythian Seas voyding his violent load But little less then six dais sayling broad To Malaca Moluques Iles that bear To Sem the South Cloues and Canele well-tempered Sumater Sub-equinoctiall and the golden streams Of Bisnagar and Zeâ—lan bearing gemms From th' Euxin Sea and surge of Chaldean Twins To th' Anian Streight the sloathfull slymy Fens Where Quinzay stands Chiorze where Bulls as big As Elephants are clad in silken shag Is great Sems Portion For the Destinies Or rather Heav'ns immutable Decrees Assur t' Assyria send that in short time Chale and Rhesen to the Clouds might climbe And Niniue more famous then the rest Aboue them raise her many-towred Crest The sceptred Elam chose the Persian Hills And those fat fields that swift Araxis fills Lud Lydia Aram all Armenia had And Chalde fell to learned Arphaxad C ham becam Souerain ouer all those Realms To C ham the South South-bounded round with Sun-burnt Guinne streams
Pearl and Gold From Russia Furres to keep the rich from cold From Florence Silks From Spayn Fruit Saffron Sacks From Denmark Amber Cordage Firres and Flax From France and Flanders Linnen Woad and Wine From Holland Hops Horse from the banks of Rhine In brief each Country as pleas'd God distribute To the Worlds Treasure payes a sundry Tribute Man lord of the World which for the commodity of his life contributes bountifully all maner of necessaries And as sometimes that sumptuous Persian Dame Out of her Pride accustomed to name One Prouince for her Roab her Rayl another Her Partlet this her Pantofles the tother This her rich Mantle that her royall Chain This her rare Bracelets that her stately Train Euen so may Man For what wilde Hill so steep What so waste Desart what so dangerous Deep What Scaso wrackfull or so barren shoar In all the World may be suppos'd so poor But yields him Rent and free from enuious Spight Contributes frankly to his Lifes Delight The same more especially dilated in the particulars Th' inammell'd Valleys where the liquid glass Of siluer Brooks in curled streams doth pass Serue vs for Gardens and their flowerie Fleece Affoords vs Sythe-work yeerly twice or thrice The Plains for Corn the swelling Downs for Sheep Small Hills for Vines the Mountains strangely-steep Those Heav'n-climbe Ladders Labyrinths of wonder Cellars of winde and Shops of sulphury Thunder Where stormie Tempests haue their vgly birth Which thou mis-call'st the blemish of the Earth Thinking profane that God or Fortune light Made them of enuie or of ouersight Bound with eternall bounds proud Emperies Bear mighty Forrests full of Timber-Trees Whereof thou buildest Ships and Houses fair To trade the Seas and fence thee from the Ayr Spew spacious Riuers full of fruitfull Breed Which neighbour-Peoples with their plenty feed Fatten the Earth with fresh sweet fertill mists Driue gainfull Mills and serue for Forts and Lists To stop the Furie of Warres waste-full hand And ioyn to th' Sea the middle of the Land The Wyldes and Desarts which so much amaze-thee Are goodly Pastures that do daily graze-thee Millions of Beasts for tillage and besides Store thee with flesh with Fleeces and with Hides Yea the vast Sea which seems but only good To drown the World and couer with his Flood So many Countries where we else might hope For thrifty pains to reape a thankfull Crop Is a large Lardar that in brynie Deeps To nourish thee a World of Creatures keeps A plentious Victualler whose prouisions serue Millions of Citties that else needs must starue Like half-dead Dolphins which the Ebb le ts lie Gasping for thirst vpon the sand a-drie ' Tincreaseth Trade Iournies abbreuiates The flitting Clouds it cease-les exhalates Which cooling th' ayr and gushing down in rain Make Ceres Sons in sight to mounta-main But shall I still be Boreas Tennis-ball Here as it were wearied with so long a voyage from so broad bottom-les an Ocean in imitation of the inimitable Author the Translator hoping kind entertainmeÌ„t puts in for the Port of England whose happy praises hee prosecutes at large Concluding with a zealous Praier for preseruation of the King and prosperity of his Kingdoms Shall I be still stern Neptunes tossed Thrall Shall I no more behold thy natiue smoak Deer Ithaca Alas my Barkis broak And leaks so fast that I can rowe no more Help help my Mates make haste vnto the shoar O! we are lost vnless som friendly banks Quickly receiue our Tempest-beaten planks Ah courteous ENGLAND thy kinde arms I see Wide-stretched out to saue and welcom me Thou tender Mother wilt not suffer Age To snowe my locks in Forrein Pilgrimage That fel Bresile my breath-les Corps should shrowd Or golden Peru of my Praise be prowd Orrich Cathay to glory in my Verse Thou gav'st me Cradle thou wilt giue me Herse All-haile deer ALEION Europ's Pearl of price The Worlds rich Garden Earths rare Paradise Thrice-happy Mother which ay bringest-forth Such Chiualry as daunteth all the Earth Planting the Trophies of thy glorious Arms By Sea and Land where euer Titan warms Such Artizans as do wel-neer Eclipse Fair Natures praise in peer-les Workmanships Such happy Wits as Egypt Greece and Rome At least haue equall'd if not ouer-com And shine among their Modern learned Fellows As Gold doth glister among paler Yellows Or as Apollo th' other Planets passes Or as His Flowr excels the Medow-grasses Thy Riuers Seas thy Cities Shires do seem Ciuil in manners as in buildings trim Sweet is thine Ayr thy Soyl exceeding Fat Fenç't from the World as better-worth then That With triple Wall of Water Wood and Brass Which neuer Stranger yet had power to pass Saue when the Heav'ns haue for thy haynous Sin By som of Thine with false Keys let them in About thy borders O Heav'n-blessed I LE There neuer crawls the noy som Crocodile Nor Bane-breath'd Serpent basking in thy sand Measures an Acre of thy flowry Land The swift foot Tiger or fierce Lioness Haunt not thy Mountains nor thy wilderness Nor rauening Wolues worry thy tender Lambs Bleating for help vnto their help-les Dams Nor subtle Sea-Horse with deceiptfull Call Intice thy Children in thy Floods to fall What though thy Thames and Tweed haue neuer rowl'd Among their grauel massie grains of Gold What though thy Mountains spew no Siluer-streams Though euery Hillock yield not pretious Gemms Though in thy Forrests hang no Silken Fleeces Nor sacred Incense nor delicious Spices What though the clusters of thy colder Vines Distill not Clarets Sacks nor Muscadines Yet are thy Wolls thy Corn thy Cloath thy Tin Mines rich enough to make thee Europes Queen Yea Empress of the World Yet not sufficient To make thee thankfull to the Cause efficient Of all thy Blessings Who besides all this Hath now nine Lustres lent thee greater Bliss His blessed Word the witnes of his fauour To guide thy Sons vnto his Son their Sauer With Peace and Plenty while from War and Want Thy neighbours Countries neuer breathed scant And last not least so far beyond the scope Of Christians Fear and Anti-Christians Hope When all thy Fall seem'd to Prognosticate Hath higher rais'd the glory of thy State In raysing STVARDS to thy regal Throne To Rule as Dauid and as Salomon With prudence Prowess Iustice and Sobrietie Thy happy People in Religious Piety Otoo-too happy too-too fortunate Knew'st thou thy Weal or wert thou not ingrate But least at last Gods righteous wrath consume-vs If on his patience still we thus presume-vs And least at last all Blessings had before Double in Curses to torment-vs more Deer Mother ENGLAND bend thine aged knee And to the Heav'ns lift vp thy hands with me Off with thy Pomp hence with thy Pleasures past Thy Mirth be Mourning and thy Feast a FAST And let thy soule with my sad soule confesse Our former sins and â—oul vnthankefulnes Pray we the Father through th' adopting Spirit Not measure vs
according to our merit Nor strictly weigh at his High Iustice Beam Our bold Rebellions and our Pride extream But for his Son our deer Redeemer's sake His Sacrifice for our Sins Ransom take And looking on vs with milde Mercies Ey Forgiue our Past our Future Sanctifie That neuer more his Furie we incense To strike as Now with raging Pestilence Much less prouoke him by our guilt so far To wound vs more with Famine and with War Lord cease thy wrath Put vp into thy Quiuer This dreadfull shaft Deer Father vs deliuer And vnder wings of thy protection keep Thy seruant IAMES both waking and a-sleep And furthermore we with the Psalmist sing Lord giue thy iudgements to our Lord the King Psalm 72. And to his Son and let there aye be one Of his Male Seed to sit vpon his Throne To feed thy Folk in Iacob and aduance In Israel thy deer Inheritance And long-long-liued full of Faith and Zeal Reform like Asa Church and Common-weal Raysing poor Vertue razing proudest Vice Without respect of Person or of Price That all bold Atheists all Blasphemers then All Popish Traytors may be weeded clean And Curst be All that say not heer Amen FINIS THE COLVMNES THE IIII. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Seth's Pillars found Heber instructs his Son In th' vse therof and who them first begun Opens the One and findes on seuerall Frames Foure liuely Statues of foure louely Dames The Mathematiks furnisht each apart With Equipages of their seuerall Art Wonders of Numbers and Geómetrie New Obseruations in Astronomy Musiks rare force Canaan the Cursed cause Of Hebers stop and BARTA swittie pause IF euer Lord the purest of my Soule Being about to treat of the Mâ—thematicks our Poet heâ—r imploreth especiall assistance in handling so high and difficult a Subiâ—ct In sacred Rage were rapt aboue the Pole If euer by thy Spirit my spirit inspir'd Offred thee Layes that learned France admir'd Father of Light Fountain of learned Art Now now or neuer purge my purest part Now quintessence my Soule and now aduance My care-free Powrs in som celestiall Trance That purg'd from Passion thy Diuine address May guide me through Heav'ns glistring Palaces Where happily my deer VRANIA'S grace And her fair Sisters I may all imbrace And the melodious Syrens of the Sphears Charming my senses in those sweets of theirs So rauished I may at rest contemple The Starrie Arches of thy stately Temple Vnto this end that as at first from thee Our Grand-sires learn'd Heav'ns Course and Qualitie Thou now mai'st prompt me som more lofty Song As to this lofty Subiect doth belong AFTER THAT Mens strife-hatching haut Ambition The occasion and ground of this Discourse Had as by lot made this lowe Worlds partition Phalec and Heber as they wandred sand A huge high Pillar which vpright did stand Much like a Rock amid the Ocean set Seeming great Neptunes surly pride to threat Whereon a Pharos bears a Lanthorn bright To saue from Shipwrack those that sayl by night And afterward another nigh as great But not so strong so stately nor so neat For on the flowrie field it lay all flat Built but of Brick of rusty Tyles and Slat Whereas the First was builded fair and strong Of Iasper smooth and Marble lasting long What Miracles what monstrous heaps what Hills Phalecs Question Heav'd-vp by hand what Types of antike Skills In form-les Forms quoth Phalec Father showe For th' Ages past I knowe full well you knowe Pray teach me who did both these Works erect About what time and then to what effect Old Seth saith Heber Adams Scholler yerst Hebers answer Who was the Scholler of his maker first Hauing attain'd to knowe the course and sites Th' aspect and greatnes of Heav'ns glistring Lights He taught his Children whose industrious wit Through diligence grew excellent in it For while their flocks on flowrie shoars they kept Of th' Eastern Floods while others soundly slept Hushing their cares in a Night-shortning nap Vpon Obliuions dull and sense-les Lap They liuing lusty thrice the age of Ravens Observ'd the Twinkling Wonders of the Heav'ns And on their Grand-sires firm and goodly ground Asumptuous building they in time doo found But by Tradition Cabalistâ—k taught That God would twice reduce this world to nought By Flood and Flame they reared cunninglie This stately payr of Pillars which you see Long-time safe-keeping for their after-Kin A hundred learned Mysteries therein This hauing sayd old Heber drawing nigher The openìng of the Pillars Opens a Wicket in the Marble Spire Where Phalec following soon perceive they might A pure Lamp burning with immortal light As a mean person who though oft-disgraç't By churlish Porters is conuaigh'd at last Simile To the Kings Closet rapt in deep amaze At th' end-les Riches vp and down doth gaze So Phalec fares O father cries he out What shapes are these heere placed round about So like each other wrought with equall skill That foure rain-drops cannot more like distill What Tools are these what diuine secrets lie Hidden within this learned Mysterie These foure quoth Heber Foure bright Virgins are The liberall Sciences Heav'ns Babes and Sisters the most fair and rare That e're begot th' eternall Spirit ex-pir'd From double Spirit or humane soule admir'd This first that still her lips and fingers moues Arithmetike And vp and down so sundry-wayes remoues Her nimble Crowns th' industrious Art it is Which knowes to cast all Heav'ns bright Images All Winters hail and all the gawdy flowrs Wherewith gay Flora pranks this Globe of ours Shee 's stately deckt in a most rich Attire All kinde of Coyns in glistering heaps ly by-her Vpon her sacred head Heav'n seems to drop A richer showr then fell in Danâ—es Lap A gold-ground Robe and for a Glass to look Down by her girdle hangs a Table-book Wherein the chief of her rare Rules are writ To be safe-guarded from times greedy bit Mark heer what Figure stands for One the right Her Numbers Root of all Number and of Infinite 1 Loues happiness the praise of Harmonie Nurcerie of All and end of Polymnie No Number but more then a Number yet Potentially in all and all in it 2 Now note Two's Character One's heir apparant As his first-born first Number and the Parent 3 Of Female Payrs Heer now obserue the Three Th' eldest of Odds Gods number properly Wherein both Number and no-number enter Heav'ns deerest Number whose inclosed Center Doth equally from both extreams extend The first that hath beginning midst and end The Cubes-Base Foure a ful and perfect summ 4 Whose added parts iust vnto Ten doo com Number of Gods great Name Seasons Complexions Windes Elements and Cardinall Perfections Th' Hermaphrodite Fiue neuer multipli'd 5 By'tself or Odd but there is still descri'd His proper face for three times Fiue arriue Vnto Fifteen Fiue Fiues to Twenty fiue The
perfect Six whose iust proportions gather 6 To make his Whole his members altogether For Three 's his half his Sixt One Two his Third And One Two Three make Six in One conferd The Criticall and double-sexed Seav'n 7 The Number of th' vnfixed Fires of Heav'n And of th' eternall sacred Sabbaoth Which Three and Foure containeth ioyntly both Th' Eight double-square The sacred note of Nine 8. 9. Which comprehends the Muses Triple-Trine The Ten which doth all Numbers force combine 10. The Ten which makes as One the Point the Line The Figure th' Hundred Thousand solid corps 100. 1000. Which oft re-doubled on th' Atlantik shoars Can summ the sand and all the drops distilling From weeping Auster or the Ocean filling See many Summes heer written streight and euen Addition Each ouer other are in one contriuen See here small Numbers drawn from greater count Subtraction Multiplication Heer Multiplid they infinitly mount And lastly see how on the other side Diuision One Summ in many doth it self Diuide That sallow-faç't sad stooping Nymph whose ey Still on the ground is fixed stedfastly Seeming to draw with point of siluer Wand Geometrie Som curious Circles in the sliding sand Who weares a Mantle brancht with flowrie Buds Embost with Gold trayled with siluer Floods Bordered with greenest Trees and Fringed fine With richest azure of Seas storm-full brine Whose dusky Buskins old and tattered out Showe she hath trauail'd far and neer about By North and South it is Geometrie The Crafts-mans guide Mother of Symmetrie The life of Instruments of rare effect Law of that Law which did the World erect Heer 's nothing heere but Rules Squires Compasses Her Instrumēts and Figures Waights Measures Plummets Figures Ballances Lo where the Workman with a steddy hand Ingeniously a leuell Line hath drawn War-like Triangles building-fit Quadrangles And hundred kindes of Forms of Manie-Angles Sraight Broad and Sharp Now see on th' other side Other whose Tracts neuer directly slide As with the Snayl the crooked Serpenter And that which most the learned do prefer The compleat Circle from whose euery-place The Centre stands an equi-distant space See heer the Solids Cubes Cylinders Cones Pyramides Prismas Dodechaedrons And there the Sphear which Worlds Type comprehends In't-selfit-self hauing nor midst nor ends Arts excellence praise of his peers a wonder Wherein consists in diuers sort a hundred Firm Mobile an vp-down-bending-Vault Sloaping in Circuit yet directly wrought See how so soon as it to veer begins Both vp and down forward and back it wends And rapt by other not it self alone Moues but moues others with its motion Witnes the Heav'ns yea it doth seem beside When it stands still to shake on every side Because it hath but one small point wher-on His equal halves are equi-peiz'd vpon And yet this goodly Globe where we assemble Though hung in th' Ayr doth neuer selfly tremble For it 's the midst of the Con-centrik Orbs Whom neuer Angle nor out-nook disturbs All Solids else cast in the Ayr reflect Vn-self-like-forms but in a Globe each tract Seems still the same because it euery-where Is vniform and differs not a hair More-ouer as the Buildings Amblìgon May more receiue then Mansions Oxigon Because th' acute and the rect-Angles too Stride not so wide as obtuse Angles doo So doth the Circle in his Circuit span More room then any other Figure can Th' other are eas'ly broke because of ioints Ends and beginnings edges nooks and points But th' Orb 's not subiect vnto such distress Because 't is ioint les point-les corner-less Chiefly my Phalec hither bend thy minde And learn Two Secrets which but fewe shall finde Two busie knots Two labyrinths of doubt Where future Schools shall wander long about Beating their brains their best endeuours troubling The Circles Squareness and the Cubes Re-doubling Print euer faster in thy faithfull brain The certainty of Geometry Then on brass leaues these Problemes proued plain Not by Sophistick subtle Arguments But euen by practise and experience Vn-disputable Art and fruitfull Skill Which with new wonders all the World shall fill Heer-by the Waters of the lowest Fountains Her rare inuentions Mills Shall play the Millers as the Windes on Mountains And grain so ground within a rowling Frame Shall pay his duty to his niggard Dame Heer-by a Bullet spewd from Brazen brest In fiery fume against a Town distrest Gunnes With roaring powr shall pash the Rocks in sunder And with the noise euen drown the voice of Thunder Heer-by the Wings of fauourable Windes Shall bear from Western to the Eastern Indes Ships From Africa to Thule's farthest Flood A House or rather a whole Town of Wood While sitting still the Pilot shall at ease With a short Leauer guide it through the Seas Heer-by the PRINTER in one day shall rid Printing More Books then yerst a thousand Wrighters did Heer-by a Crane shall steed in building more The Crane Then hundred Porters busie pains before The Iacobs-staff to measure heights and Lands The Staffe Shall far excell a thousand nimble hands To part the Earth in Zones and Climats euen And in twice-twenty-and-foure Figures Heav'n A Wand Sand Water small Wheels turning ay Dials and Clocks In twice-twelue parts shall part the Night and Day Statues of Wood shall speak and fained Sphears Sphears Showe all the Wonders of true Heav'n in theirs Men rashly mounting through the emptie Skie With wanton wings shall cross the Seas wel-nigh And doubt-less if the Geometrician finde Another World where to his working minde To place at pleasure and conuenience His wondrous Engines and rare Instruments Euen like a little God in time he may To som new place transport this World away Because these Two our passage open set To bright Vrania's sacred Cabinet Wherin she keeps her sumptuous Furniture Pearls Diamonds Rubies and Saphires pure Because to climbe starrie Parnassus top None can vnless these Two doo help him vp For whoso wants either of these Two eyes In vain beholds Heav'ns glistering Canapies The Caruer heer close by Geometry Astronomie And Numbring Art hath plaç't Astronomie A siluer Crescent wears she for a Crown A hairy Comet to her heels hangs down Brows stately bent in milde-Maiestik wise Beneath the same two Carbuncles for eyes An Azure Mantle wauing at her back With two bright Clasps buckled about her neck From her right shoulder sloaping ouer-thwart-her A watchet Scarf or broad imbrodered Garter Flourisht with Beasts of sundry shapes and each With glistering Stars imbost and poudred rich And then for wings the golden plumes she wears Of that proud Bird which starrie Rowells bears Bur what fair Globes quoth Phalec seems she thus Her 2. Globes With spreading arms to reach and offer vs My Son quoth Heber that round Figure there 1. The Terrestrial With crossing Circles is the Mundane Sphear Wherin the Earth as the most vile and base
for super-Intendent there The supream Voice placed in every Sphear A Syren sweet that from Heav'ns Harmony Inferiour things might learn best Melody And their rare Quier with th' Angels Quier accord To sing aloud the prayses of the Lord In 's Royall Chappell richly beautifi'd With glist'ring Tapers and all sacred Pride Simile Where as by Art one selfly blast breath'd out From panting bellowes passeth all-about Winde-Instruments enters by th' vnder Clavers Which with the Keys the Organ-Master quavers Fils all the Bulk and severally the same Mounts every Pipe of the melodious Frame At once reviving lofty Cymbals voice Flutes sweetest ayr and Regals shrillest noyse Even so th' all-quickning spirit of God above The Heav'ns harmonious whirling wheels doth move So that-re-treading their eternall trace Th' one bears the Treble th' other bears the Base A foure-folde Consort in the humors seasons and Elements But brimmer far than in the Heav'ns heer All these sweet-charming Counter-Tunes we hear For Melancholy Winter Earth belowe Bear ay the Base deep hollow sad and slowe Pale Phleagm moist Autumn Water moistly-cold The Plummet-like-smooth-sliding Tennor hold Hot-humid Bloud the Spring transparent Air The Maze-like Mean that turns and wends so fair Curst Choler Sommer and hot-thirsty Fire Th' high-warbling Treble loudest in the Quire And that 's the cause my Son why stubborn'st things The power of Musike towards all things Are stoopt by Musick as reteining springs Of Number in them and they feeble live But by that Spirit which th' Heav'ns dance doth drive Sweet Musik makes the sternest men-at-Arms Let-fall at once their anger and their Arms Towards Men. It cheers sad soules and charms the frantik fits Of Lunatiks that are bereft their wits It kils the flame and curbs the fond desire Of him that burns in Beauties blazing Fire Whose soule seduced by his erring eyes Doth som proud Dame devoutly Idolize It cureth Serpents bane-full bit whose anguish In deadly torment makes men madly languish The Swan is rapt the Hinde deceiv'd with-all And Birds beguil'd with a melodious call Towards Beasts Birdes Plies Fishes Th' Harp leads the Dolphin and the buzzing swarm Of busie Bees the tinkling Brass doth charm O! what is it that Musik cannot doo Sith th' all-inspiring Spirit it conquers too And makes the same down from the Empyreall Pole Descend to Earth into a Prophets soule With divine accents tuning rarely right Towards God himselfe Vnto the rapting Spirit the rapted Spright Sith when the Lord most moved threatneth most With wrathfull tempest arming all his Hoast When angry stretching his strong sinnewy arms With bended back he throwes down thundry storms Th' harmonious sighs of his heart-turning Sheep Supple his sinnews lull his wrath a-sleep While milde-ey'd Mercy stealeth from his hand The sulph'ry Plagues prepar'd for sinfull Man But while that Heber eloquently would Conclusion of the 2. Day of the 2. Week Olde Musikes vse and excellence haue told Curst Canaan seeking Iordans fatall course Past by the Pillars and brake his Discourse And mine with-all for I must rest me heer My weary Iourny makes me faint well-neer Needs must I craue new ayd from High and step A litle back that I may farther leap The ende of the Second Day of the Second Week ABRAHAM The THIRD DAY Of The SECOND WEEK Containing 1. THE VOCATION 2. THE FATHERS 3. THE LAWE 4. THE CAPTAINS Acceptam refero The VOCATION THE I. PART OF THE III. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT ABRAM from Chaldé is Divinely CALL'D How Blest abroad His parted Nephew Thrall'd In Sodom's ayd to Chedorlaomer Rescu'd by Him Type of that bloudy War Melchisedec His Hap congratulates Ismael great but GOD confederates With promis'd Isaak and his CHRIST-kin Seed Which shall in number even the Stars exceed Lot harbors Angels sav'd from Sodom's Fire His Wife Transform'd His Daughter 's foul Desire VNtill this Day deer Muse on every side Within straight lists thou hast been boundifi'd Pend in a Path so narrow every-where Thou couldst not manage onely heer and there Reaching thine arms over the Rails that close Thy bounded Race thou caught'st som fragrant Rose Som Gilly-flowr or som sweet Sops-in-Wine To make a Chaplet thy chaste brows to binde But now behold th' art in the open Plain Where thou maist liuely like the Horse of Spain Simile That having burst his halter and his holde Flings through the field where list him vncontrol'd Coruet and turn run prance advance and pride-thee As sacred fury of thy Zeal shall guide-thee Th' whole World is thine hēceforth thy Sythe may mowe The fairest Crop that in Fame's fields doth growe And on the Sea of richest Histories Hulling at large a hundred Victories A hundred Rowts a hundred Wonders new Com huddling in in heaps before thy view So that I fear lest trayn'd with various sent Thou be at fault in this vast Argument And least the best choice in so bound-less Store Painthee no less now than did Want before But wotst thou what my Muse my deer delight My care my comfort we will follow right The modest hand of a fair Shepheardling Simile Who doth not rudely spoyl the flowry Spring Of all her painted beauties nor deface All in one day a pleasant Gardens grace But mannerly amid the Quarters seeks Such rarest flowrs as best her fancy likes And heer a blew one there a red she pulls A yellow heer and there a white she culls Then bindes them with her hair and blessed over With a chaste kiss she sends them to her Lover Wee 'l ouer-run the Annalls of all Ages And choosing-out the chiefest Personages And Prodigies amid the Hebrew Story Wee 'l offer them on th' Altar of Gods glory For He I hope who no less good then wise First stirr'd vs vp to this great Enterprise And gaue vs heart to take the same in hand For Level Compass Rule and Squire will stand Will change the Pebbles of our puddly thought To Orient Pearls most bright and bravely wrought And will not suffer in this pretious Frame Ought that a skilfull Builders ey may blame Or if he suffer ought 't shall be som trace But of that blindnes common to our Race T' abate my glory and to giue me proof That mortall I build but with mortall stuff IAMES richest Iem of Scots and Scotland's Praise Dedication to the Kings Maiestie Who with the same hand that the Scepterswayes On Heav'n-faln paper in a golden stile Doost happily immortall lines compile And new Apollo vnder Others names Singst in thy Childehood thine Ownefuture Fames To whom but thee should I these Verses vow Who through the World hast made me famous now And with a liberall learned hand indew'd My Muse with lustre of a Royall Sute Before so ragged that she blusht wel-neer That her chaste Sisters should so homly see-her The scorn of Art of Helicon the shame Vsurping wrong VRANIA'S sacred Name Through thee she 's Heav'nly O wise worthy
Prince May'st thou surmount all those in Excellence Which haue before thee Rul'd th' hard-ruled Scots And ruder Picts painted with Martiall spots That first Fergusius glory of his dayes Ev'nus and Donald may enuy thy Praise And even the Scott'sh or rather th' Hebrew Dauid Iesses great son so holily-behaved Give place to thy Renown and therewithall Give thee his Zeal and Heart heroïcall And all his best which doth thee best belong As he hath given thee his sweet Harp and Song THOVGH profane service of Idolatry Had drown'd the whole Earth vniversally Though shame-less sin born with the COLONIES Through all the World through all did Tyrannize Yet in Chaldea was their chiefest Seat Their strength in Shinaar and that City great Built on the slymy strand of Euphrates Was the proud Palace where they held their Feasts So that even Sem's and Heber's sacred Ligne Where God his grace yet seemed to confine Sucking the Sin-bane of Assyrian aire Did like the Heathen every day impaire Simile Forgot the true God followed rashly-rude The gross grand Error of the multitude Degeneriz'd decay'd and withered quight Likesom rare Fruit-Tree over-topt with spight Of Bryers and Bushes which it sore oppress With the sowr shadow of their Thorny tress Till choakt withall it dies as they do growe And beareth nought but Moss and Misseltoe But God desirous more for vs then him The Calling of Abraham In som one stock to saue Faith's sacred stem Like as before from the All-drowning Flood He sav'd the worlds seed in an Ark of wood Marks Abram for his owne and from false Rites To men to Beasts to Stocks to Stones to Sprights Him gratiously to his owne Service drawes Not by meer Conduct of exteriour cause As by contempling th' Artship richly-rare Which gilds the Seeling of this Globe so fair Earthsfruitfull power producing goodly-green From so small seeds so huge and mighty Treen Flowrs fragrant aier so fresh and divers-died Seas foaming Course whose ever-Tilting Tide Ebbing or flowing is confin'd to Season Bounded with lists guided with reans of Reason But by the motion of his Spirit which seals In our hearts Centre what his word reveals And prudently in his fit time and place Dispensing frankly his free gifts of Grace Doth inwardly bear-witnes and aver-it Vnder our Spirits that'â—is God's Holy Spirit The sacred Faith of Abram languisht not In Idleness but alwayes waakt and wrought The fruits of a true faith and the effect thereof And ever lively brought forth Patience Humility Hope Bounty Innocence Love fervent Zeal Repentance Temperance Sincerity and true Perseverance Fruits that like Load-stones haue avertue given Through Faith to draw their Father-Tree to Heav'n And guide the soules to God the spring of life Of 's kins-man Lot and Sara his deer Wife Who with him following the Almighti's call Wend to the strand where Iordans course doth craul Their owne deer Country willingly forsake And true-religious less account do make Of goods and lands and quiet-lifes content Than of an end-les friend-les Bannishment O sacred ground of Vertu 's sole perfection O shield of Martyrs Prophets sure direction Soule 's remedy O contrite heart's Restorer Tears-wiping tame-grief Hopes guide hunting horror Path of Salvation Pledge of Immortality O lively FAITH through thy admired quality How many wonders doost thou work at once When from Sin 's slumbers thou hast waakt vs once And made vsmly in our spirits conceiue Beauties that never outward eyes perceiue Alas said Abram must I needs forgoe Natural conside rations to haue stopped the Iourney of Abraha These happy fields where Euphrates doth flowe Heer first I drew this vitall air and pleas'd With my births news my Mothersthroes I eas'd Heer from her tender brest as soft as silk My tender gums suckt my first drop of milk Heer with the pleasure of mine infant-smile Her Cares and Cumbers I did oft beguile Heer my chaste Sisters Vnkles Aunts and Kin My prity prattling haue delighted in Heer many a time I want only haue clung And on my Fathers wrinkled neck haue hung Heer I haue past my Lad-age fait and good Heer first the soft Down on my chin did bud Heer I haue learn'd Heav'ns Motions and the nature And various force of Fire Air Earth and Water Heer I haue show'n the noblest tokens forth Both of my Mindes and of my Bodies worth Heer I have spent the best part of mine age Heer I possess a plentious Heritage Heer I haue got me many friends and fame And by my Deeds attain'd a glorious Name And must I hence and leaue this certain state To roam vncertain like a Runnagate O're fearfull Hils and thorough foaming Torrents That rush-down Mountains with their roring currents In dreadfull Desarts where Heav'ns hottest beam Shall burn without within vs Thirst extream And gloomy Forrests full of ghastly fear Of yelling Monsters that are dwelling there To seek a Country God knowes where and whither Whose vnknowen name hath yet scarce sounded hither With staff in hand and wallet at our back From Town to Town to beg for all we lack To guise ourselues like counterfaiting Ape To th' guise of Men that are but Men in shape T' haue briefly nothing properly our owne In all the World no not our Grave-place knowen Is' t possible I should endure to see The sighs and tears my friends will shed for me O! can I thus my Native soyl forsake O! with what words shall I my farwell take Farwell Chaldea deer delights adieu Friends Brothers Sisters farwell all of you Farwell for ever Can I thus alas Rudely vnwinde me from the kinde embrace Of their deer arms that will me faster holde 2. Comparisons Than trembling Ivie doth the Oak enfolde Or then the Vine doth with her crawling spray The boughs of Elm her limber limbs to stay Can I expose with perill of my life Th' vn-vulgar beauties of my vertuous wife To the none-sparing lust of that loose Nation That brutely burns in all abhomination Besides what rigour nay what paricide To hale from Tygris shoat to Iordans side A weak olde-man a man so weak and olde He scarse can creep without our help and holde Yet 't must be so for so the Lord commands His resolution aboue al discour se of reason A carnall man on carnal reason stands But for all Reasons Faith suffizeth me Who lodge with God can never House-less be Then cheerly marcht he on and though the age And death of Terah slow'd his pilgrimage Therest of His he doth conduct in fine To Canaan since called Palaestine Where God pours down such flouds of goods vpon them The great blessing of God on his obedience And bountiously bestowes such blessings on-them That their abundance shortly seems t' exceed God's Promises and their desires indeed Their fruitfull Heards that hill and dale do haunt Resemble not the breed of th' Elephant Which slowe in coupling and in calving more Pyning her Master so long time
Coward lose the Crown So neer your head to heap you with renown Shal we so dare to dally with the Lord To cast his yoak and to contemn his Word Where shall we fly his hand Heav'n is his Throne The Earth his foot-stool and dark Acheron The Dungeon where the damned soules be shut Is of his anger euermore the Butt On him alone all our good-hap depends And he alone from dangers vs defends Ah! weep no more This sacred Turf doth craue More blood than Tears let vs vs so behaue That ioyn'd in zeal we yield vs willingly To make a vertue of necessity Let 's testifie we haue a time abod I in your School you in the school of God Where we haue learned that his sacred Word Which made of Nothing all that euer stirr'd Which all sustaines and all directeth still To diuers ends conducts the good and ill Who loues not God more than all Kinn's respect Deserues no place among his deer Elect And who doth once God's Till age vnder-take Must not look back neither his Plough forsake Here-with th' old Hebrew cheerfuller becam And to himself cries Courage Abraham The World the Flesh Adam are dead in thee God Spirit and Faith alone subsisting be Lord by thy Spirit vnto my spirit annex So liuely Faith that still mine eyes may fix On thy true Isaac whose sharp sin-less Suffering Shall purge from sin me and my sinfull offering Scarce had he draw'n his sword in resolution With heaued hand for instant execution When instantly the thundring voyce of God Stay'd heart and hand and thus the Fact forbod Abram enough holde holde thy hand sayd he Put-vp thy sword thine Isaac shall not die Now of thy faith I haue had perfect proof Thy Will for Deed I do accept enough Glad Abram then to God giues thanks and prayse Vnbindes his Son and in his room he lays A Lamb there strangely hampered by the head And that to God devoutly offered Renowned Abraham Thy noble Acts Excell the Fictions of Heröik Facts And that pure Law a Son of thine shall write Shall nothing els but thy braue deeds recite Extol who list thy wisdom's excellence Victorious Valour frank Beneficence And Iustice too which even the Gentiles honor Ill dares my Muse take such a task vpon-her Onely thy Faith not all with all th' Effects Onely one fruit of thousand she selects For glorious subiect which to say the right I rather loue to wonder-at than write Go Pagans turn turn-over every Book Through all Memorials of your Martyrs look Collect a Scroule of all the Children slain On th' Altars of your Gods dig-vp again Your lying Legends Run through every Temple Among your Offerings choose the best example Among your Offerings which your Fathers past Haue made to make their names eternall last Among them all fondlings you shall not finde Such an example where vnkindely-kinde Father and Son so mutually agree To showe themselues Father nor Son to be Where man 's deep zeal and God's deer fauour stroue For Counter-conquest in officious loue One by constraint his Son doth sacrifice Another means his Name t' immortallize By such a Fact Another hopes to shun Som dismall Plague or dire Affliction Another only that he may conform To Tyrant Custom 's aw-les law-les Form Which blears our eys and blurs our Senses so That Lady Reason must her seat forgo Yea blindes the iudgement of the World so far That Uertue's oft arraign'd at Vice's Bar. But vn-constrain'd our Abram all alone Vpon a Mountain to the guise of none For it was odious to the Iewes to doo And in a time of Peace and plenty too Fights against Nature prickt with wondrous zeal And slaying Isaac wars against his Weal O sacred Muse that on the double Mount With withering Bayes bind'st not thy Singers Front But on Mount Sion in the Angels Quire With Crowns of glory doest their brows atrire Tell for thou know'st what sacred Mystery Vnder this shaddow doth in secret ly O Death Sin Satan tremble ye not all For hate and horror of your dreadfull Fall So liuely figur'd To beholde Gods Bowe So ready bent to cleaue your heart in two To see yong Isaac Pattern of that Prince Who shal Sin Satan Death and Hell convince Both only Sons both sacred Potentates Both holy Founders of two mighty States Both sanctified both Saints Progenitors Both bear their Cross both Lamb-like Sufferers Both bound both blame-less both without reply Both by their Fathers are ordain'd to dy Vpon Mount Sion which high glorious Mount Serues vs for Ladder to the Heav'ns to mount Restores vs Edens key the key of Eden Lost through the eating of the fruit forbidden By wretched Adam and his weaker Wife And blessed bears the holy Tree of life Christ dies indeed but Isaac is repriv'd Because Heav'ns Councell otherwise contriv'd For Isaac's blood was no sufficient price To ransom soules from Hell to Paradise The Leprosie of our contagious sin More powr-full Rivers must be purged in FINIS The LAWE THE III. PART OF THE III. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Envy in Pharao seeks to stop the Cause Of Iews increase Moses escapes his claws Out of a Burning vnburnt Bush a Voice For Iacob's Rescue doth of Him make choice Sends him with Aaron to the Egyptian King His Hard'ning PLAGVING finall Ruining In the Red Sea Israel ingrate for all Christ-Typing Manna Quails Rock-waters fall The glorious LAVVE the golden Calf strange Fire Coré in-gulft MOSES prepar'd t' expire ARm-Arming Trumpets lofty Clarions Rock-battering Bumbards Valour-murdering Guns Think you to drown with horror of your Noise The choise sweet accents of my sacred Voice Blowe till you burst roar rend the Earth in sunder Fill all with Fury Tempest War and Thunder Dire Instruments of Death in vain yee toyl For the loud Cornet of my long-breath'd stile Out-shrills yee still and my Stentorian Song With warbled Ecchoes of a silver tongue Shall brim be heard from India even to Spain And then from thence even to the Artik Wayn Yet 't is not I not I in any sort My sides's too-weak alas my breath 's too-short It is the spirit-inspiring Spirit which yerst On th' eldest Waters mildly moved first That furnishes and fills with sacred winde The weak dull Organs of my Muse and minde So still good Lord in these tumultuous times Giue Peace vnto my Soule soule to my Rimes Let me not faint amid so fair a course Let the World's end be th' end of my Discourse And while in FRANCE fell MARS doth all devour In lofty stile Lord let me sing thy Powr ALL-CHANGING Time had cancell'd and supprest IOSEPH'S Deserts his Master was deceast His Sons were dead when currish Envie 's strife Lays each-where ambush for poor ISRAEL'S life Who notwithstanding doth far faster spread Comparison And thicker spring than in a fruitfull Mead Moted with Brooks the many-leaved locks Of thriving Charvel which the bleating Flocks Can with their dayly hunger hardly mowe So
Adorn'd self-gazing with a lofty ey His faction present AARON also by Lord shield thy Cause approve thee veritable Let not thy Name be to the Lewd a Fable Oint thine Anointed publikely by Miracle Showe whom thou hast selected for thine Oracle Said MOSES then and even as yet he spake The groaning Earth began to reel and shake A horrid Thunder in her bowels rumbles Their dreadfull punishment And in her bosom vp and down it tumbles Tearing her Rocks Vntil she Yawn a way To let it out and to let in the Day Heav'n sees to Hell and Hell beholdeth Heav'n And Divels dazled with the glistring leav'n Of th' ancient Sun yet lower fain would dive But chain'd to th' Centre all in vain they strive CORE round compast with his Rebel friends Offers to BELZEBVE and to the Fiends His bodie 's batter'd with Rocks falling down And arms of Trees there planted vp-side-down He goes with Noise down to the Silent Coast Intoombd alive without all Art or cost And all the rest that his proud side assum'd Scaping the Gulf with Lightning are consum'd And AARON'S Office is confirm'd by God Aarons charge is confirmed by miracle With wondrous Signes of his oft-quickned Rod Which dead re-buda re-blooms and Almonds bears When all his Fellows haue no life in theirs Now shall I sing through MOSES prudent Sway Sundry victories of the Israelites vnder the coÌ„duct and direction of Moses How ISRAEL doth AMALEC dismay ARAD and OG that of huge Giants springs Proud HESEBON and the five Madian Kings With the false Prelat who profanely made Of Prophets-gifts a sacrilegious trade Who false sayes true who striving past all shame To force the Spirit is forced by the same Who snaring th' Hebrews with frail Beauties graces Defiles their bodies more their soules defaces Doubt-les his Deeds are such as would I sing But half of them I vnder-take a thing As hard almost as in the Gangik Seas To count the Waves or Sands in Euphrates And of so much should I a little say It were to wrong him and his Praise betray His Noble Acts we therefore heer suspend Reseruing the Warres for another Discourse our Poet hasteth to the death of Moses And skip vnto his sweet and happy End Sith th' End is it whereby we iudge the best For either Life how Man is Curst or Blest Feeling his vigour by degrees to waste And one Fire quencht another kindling fast Which doth his Spirit re-found his soule refine And raise to Heaven whence it was sent divine He doth not Now study to make his Will By his example Men are warned not to deferre to make their Will till it be too late to bee troubled with the busines of this world T' Entail his Land to his Male-Issue still Wisely and iustly to divide his Good To Sons and Daughters and his neerest Blood T' assigne his Wife a Dowry fair and fit A hundred times to add and alter it To quittance Friendships with frank Legacies To guerdon Service with Annuities To make Executors to Cancel som T' appoint himself a Palace for a Tomb. I praise a Care to settle our Estate But when Death threats vs then it is too-late A seemly Buriall is a sacree Rite But let the living take that charge of right He lifting higher his last thoughts besides The Common-Weale's care for the Church prouides And graving his discourse with voice devout Bids thus far-well to all that stand about O IACOB's seed I might say my deer sons He pronounceth the blessings and the curses writteÌ„ in Leviticus 26 Deutro 28. where vnto the people say Amen Y' are sense-les more then metalls stocks or stones If y' have forgot the many-many Miracles Wher-with the Lord hath seal'd my sacred Oracles And all the Favours in this savage Place In forty yeers received of his grace Therefore O ISRAEL walk thou in his fear And in thy hearts-heart not in Marble bear His ever-lasting LAVV before him stand And to his Service consecrate thy hand If this thou do thy Heav'n-blesâ— fleecy Flocks Blessings on those that obey Shall bound about thy Pastures Downs and Rocks As thick as skip in Sommer in a Mead The Grass-hoppers that all with Deaw are fed Thy fruitfull Eaws fat Twins shall bring thee ever And of their Milk shall make a plentious River Th' olde Tyrant loads not with so-many loans Toules Taxes Succours Impositions The panting Vassalls to him Tributary As thy rich Fields shall pay thee voluntary Thy children and thy children's children set About thy Table side by side at meat Shall flourish like a long and goodly rowe Of pale-green Olives that vprightly growe About a ground and full of Fruit presage Plenty of Oyl vnto their Master sage Sons of thy sons shall serue thy reverend Eld Thou shalt die quiet thou shalt live vnqueld Blessed at home and blessed in the Plain The blessed God shall send thee timely Rain And holsom windes and with his keyes of grace Open Heav'ns store-house to thy happy Race Thy proud fell Foes with Troops of armed men Shall charge thee one way but shall flie thee ten The Peace-Plant Olive or Triumphant Bay Shall shade thy gates Thy valour shall dismay And daunt the Earth and with his sacred aw Thy Saviour-King shall giue the World the law If other-wise the Megrim Gowt and Stone Curses on the Disobedient Shall plague thee fel with thousand pangs in one Thy numbry Flocks in part shall barren â—e In part shall bring abortives vnto thee Accurst at home accursed in the Plain Thy labour boot-les and thy care in vain Thy Field shall be of steel thy Heav'n of brass Thy Fountains dry and God displeas'd alas In steed of holsom showrs shall send down flashes Of Lightning Fire Hail Sulphur Salt and Ashes Thou shalt reap little where thou much hast shed And with that little shall thy Foe be fed He shall the fattest of thy Heard devour Before thy face and yet thou must not lowr Thou shalt build fair another haue thy Place Thou wed a wife another 'fore thy face Shal loose her Bride-belt God with rage shall smight Thy stubborn heart with blindnesse and affright So that a wagging leaf a puff a crack Yea the least creak shall make thee turn thy back Thou never shalt thine adverse Hoast survay But to be beaten or to run away A People stout for strength and number ample Which th' Aegle hath for Ensigne and Example With a new Wall thine ancient Wall shall dam And make thee Famisht thy void bowels cram With thine owne bowels and for want of meat Thine owne deer Children's trembling flesh to eat And then thy Remnant far disperst from home O're all the Corners of the earth shall roam To shew their Curse they shall no Country ow'ne And which is worse they shall not be their Owne AMEN said all the Hoast Then like the Swan This dying Song the Man of GOD began SIth ISRAEL O
venge God's honor and Our shame acquight Who spurrd with anger but more stirrd with Zeale Shall foile this Pagan and free Izrael O! who shall being me this Wolf 's howling head That Heav'n and Earth hath so vn-hallowed What e're he be that lauish of his soule Shall with his blood wash-out this blot so foule I will innoble him and all his House He shall inioy my Daughter for his Spouse And euer shall a Deed so memorable Be with the Saints sacred and honorable â—â— Yet for the Duel no man dares appeer All wish the Prize but none will win 't so deer Big-looking Minions braue in vaunts and vows Lions in Court now in the Camp be Cows But euen the blast that cools their courage so That makes my DAVID's valiant rage to glowe My Lord saith He behold this hand shall bring Dauids offer Th' heav'n-scorning head vnto my Lord the King Alas my Lad sweet Shepheard answers Saul Thy heart is great although thy limbs be small High flie thy thoughts but wee haue need of more More stronger Toyles to take so wilde a Boare To tame Goliah needs som Demi-god Some Nimrod rather then a Shepheard-Lad Of slender growth vpon whose tender Chin The budding doun doth scarcely yet begin Keep therefore thine owne Rank and draw not thus Death on thy self dis-honor vpon vs With shame and sorrow on all Izrael Through end-les Thral dom to a Fo so fel. The faintest Harts God turns to Lions fierce His assurance To Eagles Doues Vanquisht to Vanquishers God by a Womans feeble hand sub dews Iabins Lieutenant and a Iudge of Iews God is my strength therfore O King forbear For Izrael for Thee or Mee to fear No self-presumption makes me rashly braue Assured pledge of his prowd head I haue Seest thou these arms my Lord these very arms Steeld with the strength of the great God of Arms Haue bath'd Mount Bethlem with a Lions blood These very arms beside a shady Wood Haue slain a Bear which greedy after prey Had torn and born my fattest sheep away My God is still the same this sauage Beast Which in his Fold would make a Slaughter-feast All-ready feels his furie and my force My foot al-ready tramples on his Corps With his owne sword his cursed length I lop His head al-ready on the geound doth hop The Prince beholds him as amaz'd and mute To see a mind so yong foresolute Then son saith he sith so confirmd thou art Go and Gods blessing on thy valiant hart God guide thy hand and speed thy weapon so That thou return triumphant of thy Fo. Hold take my Corslet and my Helm and Launce And to the Heav'ns thy happy Prowes aduance The faithfull Champion being furnisht thus Is like the Knight which twixt Eridanus And th' heav'nly Star-Ship marching brauely-bright Hauing his Club his Casque and Belt bedight With flaming studs of many a twinkling Ray Turns Winters night into a Summers day But yer that hee had half a furlong gon The massie Launce and Armour hee had on Did load him so he could not freely mooue His legs and arms as might him best behooue Euen so an Irish Hobby light and quick Simile Which on the spur ouer the bogs they prick In highest speed If on his back he feel Too-sad a Saddle plated all with steel Too-hard a Bit with in his mouth behind Crooper and Trappings him too-close to binde He seems as lame he flings and will not go Or if he stir it is but stiff and slowe DAVID therefore lays-by his heauie load And on the grace of the great glorious GOD Who by the weakest can the strongest stoop Hee firmly founding his victorious hope No Arrows seeks nor other Arcenall But by the Brooke that runnes amid the Vale Hee takes fiue Pebbles and his Sling and so Courageously incounters with his Foe What Combat's this On the one side I see A moouing Rocke whose looks do terrifie Euen his owne Hoast wbose march doth seem to make The Mountaine tops of Sucoth euen to shake On th' other side a slender tender Boy Where grace and beautie for the prize doo play Shaue but the doun that on his Chin doth peer And one would take him for Anchises Pheer Or change but weapons with that wanton Eâ—â— And one would think that it were Cupids self Gold on his head skarâ—er in either Cheek Grace in each part and in each gest alike In all so louely both to Foe and Friend That very Enuy cannot but commend His match-les beauties and though ardent zeale Flush in his face against the Infidel Although his Fury fume though vp and down He nimblie trauerse though he fiercely frown Though in his breast boyling with manly heat His swelling heart do strongly pant and beat His Storme is Calm and from his modest eyes Euen gratious seems the grimmest flash that flies Am I a Dog thou Dwarf thou Dandiprat To be with stones repell'd and palted at Or art thou weary of thy life so soon O foolish boy fantasticall Baboone That never saw'st but sheep in all thy life Poore sotte 't is heer another kind of strife We wrastle not after your Shepheards guise For painted Sheep-hooks or such pettie Prize Or for a Cage a Lamb or bread and cheese The Vanquisht Head must be the Victors Fees Where is thy sweatie dust thy sun-burnt scars The glorious marks of Soldier strain'd in Warres That make thee dare so much O Lady-Cow Thou shalt no more be-star thy wanton brow With thine eyes rayes Thy Mistress shall no more Curl the quaint Tresses of thy Golden ore I 'll trample on that Gold and Crowes and Pyes Shall peck the pride of those sweet-smiling eyes Yet no my guirle-boy no I will not file My feared hands with blood so faintly-vile Go seek thy match thou shalt not dy by me Thine honor shall not my dishonor be No silly Lad no wert thou of the Gods I would not fight at so vn-knightly ods Come barking Curre the Hebrew taunts him thus That hast blasphem'd the God of Gods and vs The ods is mine villain I scorne thy Boasts I haue for Aide th' almighty Lord of Hoasts Th' Ethnik's a-fier and from his goggle eyes All drunk with rage and blood the Lightning flies Out of his beuer like a Boare he foames A hellish Fury in his bosom roames As mad he marcheth with a dreadfull pase Death and destruction muster in his face He would a-fresh blaspheam the Lord of Lords With new despights but in the steed of words Simile He can but gnash his teeth Then as an Oxe Straid twixt the hollow of steep Hils and Rocks Through craggie Coombs through dark ragged turnings Lowes hideously his solitary Moornings The Tyrant so from his close helmet blunders With horrid noise and this harsh voice he thunders Thy God raignes in his Ark and I on Earth I Chalenge Him Him if he dare come forth Not Thee base Pigme Villain saies the Iew That blasphemy thou
long Pike a space Perfume thy head with dust and sweat appeer Captain and Soldier Soldiers are on fire Hauing their King before them Marching forth Fellow in Fortune witnes of their Worth I should inflame thy hart with Learnings loue In Peace not to be over-studious yet to vnderstand the Principals of all Prince-fit Sciences Saue that I know what diuine habits moue Thy profound Spirit only let th' ornament Of Letters wayt on th' Art of Regiment And take good heed least as excesse of humor In Plants becomes their Flowring Lifes consumer So too-much Study and delight in Arts Quench the quick vigour of thy Spiritual parts Make thee too-pensiue ouer-dull thy Senses And draw thy Minde from Publike cares of Princes With a swift-winged soule the Course suruay Of Nights dim Taper and the Torch of Day Sound round the Cels of th' Ocean dreadly-deep Measure the Mountains snowie tops and steep Ferret all Corners of this nether Ball But to admire the Makers Art in all His Power and Prudence and resemble not Simile Some simple Courtier or the silly Sot That in the base-Court all his time hath spent In gazing on the goodly Battlement The chamfred Pillers Plinths and antique Bosses Medals Ascents Statues and strange Colosses Amaz'd and musing vpon euery piece Of th' vniforme fair stately Frontispice Too-too-self-rapt through too-self-humoring Losing him-self while others finde the King Hold euen the Balance with clean hands clos'd eyes The principal peculiar office of a King Reuenge seuerely Publike Iniuries Remit thine Owne Heare the Cries see the Tears Of all distressed poor Petitioners Sit oft thy Self in Open Audience Who would not be a Iudge should be no Prince For Iustice Scepter and the Martiall Sword Ought neuer seuer by the Sacred Word Spare not the Great neither despise the Small Let not thy Lawes be like the Spiders Caul Simile Where little Flyes are caught and kild but great Passe at their pleasure and pull-down the Net Away with Shepheards that their Flocks deface Chuse Magistrates that may adorn their Place Such as fear God such as will iudge vprightly Men by the seruants iudge the Master lightly Giue to the Vertuous but thy Crown-Demain Diminish not giue still to giue again For there too-deep to dip is Prodigality And to dry-vp the Springs of Liberality But aboue all for Gods sake Son beware Hic labor hoc Opus Be not intrapt in Womens wylie snare I fear alas good Lord supreamly sage Auert from Mine th' effect of this Praesage Alas I fear that this sweet Poyson wil My House here-after with all Idols fil But if that neither Vertu 's sacred loue Nor Feare of Shame thy wanton Minde can moue To watch in Arms against the Charms of Those At least be warned by thy Fathers Woes Fare-wel my Son th' Almightie cals me hence I passe by Death to Lifes most excellence And to go Raign in Heav'n from World-cares free The Crown of Izrael I resigne to thee O thou that often for a Princes Sin Transport'st the Scepter euen from Kin to Kin From Land to Land Let it remaine with Mine And of my Sons Sons in successiue Ligne Let that Al-Power full deer-drad Prince descend Whose glorious Kingdom neuer shal haue end Whose iron Rod shall Satans Rule vn-doo Whom Iacob trusts in Whom I thirst for too ' DAVID deceast His Son him tracking right Initium Regni SALOMON With heart and voice worships the God of Might Enters his Kingdom by the Gate of Pietie Makes Hymâ—s and Psalms in Laud of the true Deïtie Offers in Gabeon where in Spirit he sees While his Sense sleepes the God of Maiesties His Vision The Lord of Hoasts who Crownd with radiant flames Offers him choise of these foure louely Dames First Glory shaking in her hand a Pike Not Maid-like Marching but braue Souldier-like Description of Glory Among the Stars her stately head she beares A siluer Trumpet shril a slope she wears Whose Winde is Praise and whose Stentorian sound Doth far and wide o'r all the world redound Her wide-side Robes of Tissue passing price All Story-wrought with bloody Victories Tryumphs and Tropheis Arches Crowns and Rings And at her feet there sigh a thousand Kings Not far from her coms Wealth all rich-bedight Of Riches In Rhéa's Thetis Pluto's Treasures bright The glittering stuff which doth about her fold Is rough with Rubies stiff with beaten Gold With either hand from hollow steans she powrs Pactolian surges and Argolian showrs Fortune and Thrift and Wakefulnes and Care And Diligence her dayly Seruants are Then cheerfull Health whose brow no wrinkle bears Of Health Whose cheek no palenesse in whose eye no tears But like a Childe shee 's pleasant quick and plump Shee seems to fly to skip to daunce and iump And Life 's bright Brand in her white hand doth shine Th' Arabian Birds â—are plumage platted â—ine Serues her for Suâ—-coat and her seemly â—â—ain Mirth Exercise and Temperance sustain Last Wisedom comes with sober countenance Of Wisedom To th' euer-Bowrs her oft a-loft t' aduance The light Mamuques wing-les wings she has Her gesture cool as comly-graue her pase Where e'r she go she neuer goes with-out Compasse and Rule Measure and Waights about And by her side at a rich Belt of hers The Glasse of Nature and her-Self she wears Hauing beheld their Bewties bright the Prince Seems rapt all-ready euen to Heauen from hence Sees a whole Eden round about him shine And ' mid so many Benefits Diuine Doubts which to chuse At length he thus begun O Lord sayth he what hath thy Seruant don That so great Blessings I should take or touch Or thou shouldst daign to honour me so much Thou doost preuent my Merit or deer Father Delight'st to Conquer euen my Malice rather Fair Victorie's a noble Gift and nought Is more desired or is sweeter thought Than euen to quench our Furie's thirst with blood In iust Reuenge on those that wrong our Good But oft alas foul Insolence comes after And the long Custome of in humane Slaughter Transforms in time the myldest Conquerors To Tigers Panthers Lions Bears and Boars Happy seems He whose count-les Herds for Pasture Dis-robe alone Mount Carmels moatly Vesture For whom alone a whole rich Countrey torn With timely Tools brings forth both Wine and Corn That hath soft Sereans yellow Spoils the Gems And precious stones of the Arabian streams The Mines of Ophir th' Entidorian Fruits The Saban Odours and the Tyrian Sutes But yet we see where Plenty chiefly sways There Pride increases Industry decays Rich-men adore their Gold whoso aspires To lift to Heav'n his sight and Soules Desires He must be Poor at least-wise like the Poor Riches and Fear are fellows euer-more I would liue long and I would gladly see My Nephews Nephews and their Progeny But the long Cares I fear and Cumbers rife Which commonly accompany Long-Life Who well liues long liues for this age of
wooing wherso'er thou wend Whose Robe's imbrodered with Pomgranet boughs Button'd with Saphires edg'd with Beryl rowes Whose capering foot about the starrie floor The Dance-guide Prince now followes now 's before Art thou not Shee that with a chaste-sweet flame Didst both our Brides harts into one hart frame And was not He that with so curious steps Mercurie Next after thee so nimblie turns and leaps Say was not He the wittie Messenger Their eloquent and quick Interpreter How strange a suit His medly Mantle seems Scarlet Waue-laced with Quick-siluer streams And th' end of euery Lace for tuft hath on A pretious Porphyre or an Agate stone A Cry of Hownds haue heer a Deer in Chase There a false Foxe heer a swift Kid they trace There Larks and Linots-and sweet Nightingals Fain'd vpon fayned Trees with wings and tails Loose hanging seem to swell their little throats And with their warblings shame the Cornets notes Light Fumitorie Parsly Burnets blade And winding leaf his crispie Locks beshade Hee 's light and liuely al in Turns and Tricks In his great Round hee many small doth mixe His giddy course seems wandring in disorder And yet there 's found in this disorder order Auoid base Vulgar back Profane stand-by These sacred Reuels are not for your eye Come gentle Gentiles Noble Spirits draw neer Preace through the Preace come take your places heer To see at full the Bride-groom and the Bride A louely paire exactly bewtifi'd With rare perfections passing all the rest Sole-happy Causes of this sumptuous Feast Lo where they come O what a splendor bright Mine eyes doo dazle O thou primer Light Sun of the Sun thy Rayes keen point rebate Thy dread-spread Fire a little temperate O dart direct on thy fair Spouse a-space Thine eyes pure light the lustre of thy Face For I no longer can endure it I Am burnt to ashes ô I faint I dye But blessed Couple sith alas I may-not Behold you both vnmasked nor I can-not Yet in these Verses let me tell I pray Your Dance your Courting and your rich Aray The Queen 's adorn'd down to her very heels Luna In her fair hair whence still sweet deaw distils Half changing down the rest in rings and curls Platted with strings of great round orient Pearls Her gown is Damask of a Siluer-ground With Siluer Seas all deeply-frenged round With Gourds and Moon-wort branched richly-fair Flourisht with Beasts that only eat the Aier But why my Muse with Pencil so precise Seek'st thou to paint all her rich Rarities Of all the Bewties Graces Honors Richesse Where-with rich Hev'n these Maskers all inriches Shee 's even the Mother and then as a Glasse On the Beholders their effects she casts A Garland braided with the Flowry folds Sol. Of yellow Citrons Turn-Sols Mary-golds Beset with Bal'nites Rubies Chrysolites The royall Bride-groom's radiant brows be-dights His saffron'd Ruffe is edged richly-neat With burning Carbuncles and every set Wrought rarely-fine with branches draw'n vpon Of Laurel Cedar Balm and Cinamon On his Gold-grounded Robe the Swan so white Seems to his honour som new Song t'indight The Phoenix there builds both her nest and toomb The Crocodile out of the Waues doth come Th' amazed Reaper down his Sickle flings And soudain Fear grafts to his Ankles wings There the fierce Lion from his furious eyes His mouth and nosthrils fierie-Flames let-flyes Seems with his whisking train his rage to whet And wrath-full ramping ready even to set Vpon a Heard of fragrant Leopards When lo the Cock that light his rage reguards A purple Plume tymbers his stately Crest On his high Gorget and broad hardy Brest A rich Coat-Armour Or and Azure shines A frenge of raveld gold about his Loins In lieu of bases Beard as red as blood A short Beak bending like the Egles brood Green-yellow eyes where Terrors Tent is pight A martiall gaite and spurred as a Knight Into two arches his prowd Train diuides With painted wings he claps his cheerfull sides Sounds his shrill Trumpet and seems with his sight The Lions courage to haue danted quight These happy Lovers with a practiz'd pase For-ward and back-ward and a-side do trace They seem to dance the Spanish Pauane right And yet their Dance so quick and liuely-light Doth never passe the Baldricks bounds at all Which grav'n with Star-Beasts ouer-thwarts the Hall When the braue Bride-groom towards Mount Silo traces A thousand Flowers spring in his spright-full pases When towards Mount Oliuâ—t he slides there growes Vnder his Feet a thousand Frosty Snowes For the Floor beaten with his Measures ever Seems like the Footing of the nimble Weaver This louely Couple now kisse now recoil Now with a lowring eye now with a smile Now Face to Face they Dance now side by side With Course vn-equall and the tender Bride Receiues strange Changes in her Countenance After her Lovers divers-seeming glance If vnawares som Enuious come between Her and her Loue then is she sad be-seen She shuts her eye she seems even to depart Such force hath true Loue in a noble hart But all that 's nothing to their musicke choice Tuning the warbles of their Angel-Voice To Foot and Viole and Care-charming Lute In amorous Ditty they doo thus dispute O bright-ey'd Virgin ô how fair thou art The Epithalamy O how I loue thee My Snowe-winged Doue O how I loue thee Thou hast rapt my hart For thee I Die For thee I liue my Loue. How fair art thou my Deer How dear to me Deer Soule awake I faint I sink I sownd At thy deer Sight and when I sleep for Thee Within my brest still wakes my sharp-sweet Wound My Loue what Odours thy sweet Tresse it yeelds What Amber-greece what Incense breath'st thou out From purple fillets and what Myrrhe distils Still from thy Fingers ring'd with Gold about Sweet-Hart how sweet is th' Odour of thy Prayse O what sweet aiers doth thy sweet air deliuer Vnto my burning Soule What hony Layes Flowe from thy throat thy throat a golden River Among the Flowers my Flower 's a Rose a Lilly A Rose a Lilly this a Bud that blow'n This fragrant Flower first of all gather wil-I Smell to it kisse it wear it as mine owne Among the Trees my Loue 's an Apple-Tree Thy fruit-full Stem bears Flower and Fruit together I'll smell thy Flower thy Fruit shall nourish me And in thy Shadow will I rest forever While Hesperus in azure Waggon brought Millions of Tapers ouer all the Vault These gorgeous Revels to sweet Rest giue place And the Earths Venus doth Heav'ns Venus trace These Spousals past the King doth nothing minde But the Lords House there is his Care confin'd His Checker's open he no Cost respects But sets a-work the wittiest Architects Millions of hands be busie labouring The building of the TEMPLE Through all the Woods wedges and beetles ring The Tufted Tops of sacred Libanon To climb Mount Sion down the stream are gon Forests are
are rough-cast with the richest Stones Cast in Deuises Emblems Scutchions Yet leaving all this Greatnesse of her owne She comes to view the State of SALOMON To hear his Wisedom and to see his Citty Refuge of Vertues School of Faith and Pitty A iust Reproose of all obstinate Recusants You that doo shut your eyes against the rayes Of glorious Light which shineth in our dayes Whose spirits self-obstin'd in old musty Error Repulse the Truth Th' Almighties sacred Mirror Which day and night at your deaf Doors doth knock Whose stubbornnesse will not at all vn-lock The sacred Bible nor so much as look To talke with God into his holy Book O fear you not that this great Princesse shall Of thank-les Sloath one-day condemn you all Who both a Woman Queen and Pagan born Ease Pleasures Treasures doth despise and scorn To passe with great pains and with great expence Long weary Iourneys full of diffidence And nobly trauels to another Land To hear the words but of a mortall Man Her Time 's not lost there rapt she doth contemple The sumptuous bewties of a stately TEMPLE The lofty Towers of hundred Towns in one A pompous Palace and a peer-les Throne Wals rich with-out furnisht in richer sort Number of Servants doth adorn the Court But more their Order there no noise is heard Each his owne Office only doth reguard And in one instant as the quaverings Of a quick Thumb moues all the divers strings Of a sweet Guittern and its skill to grace Causeth a Trebble sound a Mean a Base So SALOMON discreetly with a beck A wink a word doth all the Troop direct Each of his Servants hath his proper Lesson And after his Degree each hath his fashion This Queen yer parting from her fragrant Iles Arm'd her with Riddles and with witty Wyles T' appose the King and she resolues she wil With curious Questions sift and sound his Skill But lo what Oedipus The Law-learn'd Sage Which at the Bar hath almost spent his age Cannot so soon a common Doubt decide Where Statutes Customs and Book-Cases guide As he dissolues her Gordian-knots and sees Through all her nights and even at pleasure frees Such Doubts as doubt-les might haue taskt t'vntwist The Brachman Druïde and Gymnosophist And knowing Good becomes more Good the more It is en-common'd he applies there-fore T' instruct her in the Faith and enuious-idle His brains rich Talent buries not in Idle Alas I pity you alas quoth He Poore Soules besotted in Idolatry Who worship Gold and Silver Stocks and Stones Mens workmanship and Fiends Illusions And who by your sage Mages Lore miss-led So-many Godlings haue imagined Madame there is but one sole God most-High Th' Eternall King nay self-Eternity Infinite All in all yet out of all Of Ends the End of Firsts Originall Of Lights the Light Essencesur-passing Essence Of Powers pure Act of Acts the very Puissance Cause of all Causes Ocean of all Good The Life of Life and of all Bewty Flood None-seen All-Seer Starr's-guide Sight of Seeing The Vni-forme which giues all Formes their Beeing God and One is all One whoso the Vnitie Denies he Atheist disannuls Diuinity Th' Vnity dwels in God i th' Fiend the Twine The greater World hath but one Sun to shine The lesser but one Soule both but one God In Essence One in Person Trinely-odde Of this great Frame the Parts so due-devis'd This Body tun'd so measur'd sympathiz'd This TEMPLE wheresuch Wealth and Order meet This Art in every part cannot proceed But from one Pattern and that but from one Author of all who all preserues alone Else should we see in set Batalions A hundred thousand furious Partizans The World would nource civill intestine Wars And wrack itself in itselfs factious Iars Besides God is an Infinite Divinity And who can think of more than one Infinity Seeing the one restrains the others might Or rather reaues its name and being quight Therfore O Pagans why doo you confine The Infinite in narrow Walls of lime Why shut you Him in a base Trunk or Tree Why paint you Whom no mortall eye can see Why offer you your carnall seruices Vnto the Lord who a meer Spirit is Why then doo you sayd she by our example Incloseth ' Immortall in this Earthly TEMPLE Lock him within an Arke and worse than we Feed him with Fumes and bloody Butcherie This Sacred House so fair reply'd he then Is not to contain God but godly men Which worship him and we doo not suppose That He whose Arms doo Heav'n and Earth inclose Is closed in a Chest but th' ancient Pact The solemne Couenant and the sure Contract Which leagues vs with our God and each with other And holy Bond holds Heav'n and Earth together As for our Incense Washings Sacrifices They are not as is thought Our vain Devices But God 's their Aurthor and himself Ordains These Elements wherby he entertains And feeds our vnderstanding in the hope Of his deer Son of all these Things the Scope Setting before vs th' Only Sacrifice Which in CHRIST'S Blood shall wash-out all our vice Come then O Lord Come thou Lawes finisher Great King great Prophet great Selfs-Offerer Come come thou thrice-Great Refuge of our State Come thou out Ran çome Iudge and Advocate Milde Lambe Salue-Serpent Lion generous Vn-challeng'd Vmpire betwixt Heav'n and Vs Come thou the Trueth the Substance and the End Of all our Offrings whither all doo tend Come ô MESSIAS and doo now begin To Raign in Sion to triumph of Sinne And worshipped in Spirit and Truth restore Vpon the Earth the Golden Age of yore Accept this Queen as of all Heathen Princes The deer First-Fruits take on thee our Offences That stript of Adam's Sinfull sute in fine With sacred Angels we in Heav'n may shine The Queen nigh sunk in an Amaze-full Swoun Bespake him thus My Lord prattling Renown Is wont in flying to increase so far That she proclaims things greater than they are Simile And rarest Spirits resemble Pictures right Wherof the rarest seem more exquisite Far-off then neer but so far as thy Fame Ezcels all Kings thy Vertues passe the same Thy peer-les Prayse stoops to thy Learned tongue And envious bruit hath done thy Wisedom wrong So may I say even so ô SCOTISH King Application to the Kings Maiestie Thy winged Fame which far and wide doth ring From th' edge of Spain hath made me venturously To crosse the Seas thy Britain's end to see Where Lord what saw I nay what saw I not O King Heav'n-chosen for som special Plot Worlds Miracle ô Oracle of Princes I saw so much my Soule mistrusts my Senses A gray-beards Wisedom in an amber-bush A Mars-like Courage in a Maid-like blush A settled Iudgement with a supple Wit A quick Discourse profound and pleasing yet Virgil and Tully in one spirit infus'd And all Heav'ns Gifts into one Head diffus'd Persist O King glory on glory mount And as thy Vertues thine owne Fame surmount So
askt in vain For what is it Elijah cannot do If he be hungry Fouls and Angels too Becom his Stewards Fears he th' armed Bands Of a fel Tyrant from their bloody hands To rescue him Heav'n his confederate Consumes with Fire them and their fierie hate Or would he pass a Brook that brooks no bay Nor Bridge nor Bank The Water giues him way Or irks him Earth To Heav'n alive he hies And sauing Henoch onely He not-dies This Man of God discoursing with his heir Elijah taken vp aliue into Heaven Of th' vpper Kingdom and of Gods Affair A sodain whirl-winde with a whiffing Fire And flaming Chariot rapts him vp intire Burns not but fines and doth in fashion strange By death-les Death mortall immortall change A long-tail'd squib a flaming ridge for rut Seems seen a while where the bright Coach hath cut This sacred Rape nigh rapt Elisha too Who taking vp his Tutors Mantle tho Follows as far as well he could with ey The fire-snort Palfreys through the sparkling Sky Crying My father father mine fare-well The Chariots and the Horse of Izrael The Thisbian Prophet hangs not in the Air Amid the Meteors to be tossed there As Mists and Rains and Hail and hoarie Plumes And other Fierie many-formed Fumes Amid the Air tumultuous Satan roules And not the Saints the happy heav'nly Soules Nor is he nailed to some shining Wheel Ixion-like continually to reel For CHRIST his flesh transfigur'd and divine Mounted aboue the Arches Crystalline And where CHRIST is from pain and passion free There after death shall all his Chosen bee Elijah therfore climbs th' Empyreal Pole Where ever-blest in body and in soule Contemns this World becoms an Angel bright And doth him firm to the TRINE-ONE vnite But how or why should He this vantage haue Yer CHRIST right call'd the first-fruits of the Grave O happy passage O sweet sacred Flight O blessed Rape thou raptest so my spright In this Dispute and mak'st my weaker wit So many wayes to cast-about for it That I confess the more I do contend I more admire and less I comprehend For lack of wings then biding heer belowe With his Successor I proceed to showe How soon as he took-vp his Cloak to bear-it Elizeus or Elisha Within Elisha shin'd Elijah's Spirit By powr whereof immediatly he cleaves An vn-couth way through Iordan's rapid waves Past hope he gives to the Sunamian Wife A Son and soon restores him dead to life With sodain blindness smightes the Syrian Troup The which in Dothan did him round in coup Increaseth bread and of a pound of Oyl Fills all the Vessels in a Town that while His hoary head in Bethel laught to scorn Is veng'd by Bears on forty children torn Naaman's cleans'd and for foul Simonie Gehazi's punisht with his Leprosie Mends bitter Broath he maketh Iron swim As porie Cork vpon the Water's brim Rich Iericho's sometimes sal-peetry soil Through brinie springs that did about it boil Brought forth no fruit and her vn-holsom Brooks Voyded the Town of Folk the Fields of Flocks The Towns-men therefore thus besought the Seer Thou seest our Citie 's situation heer Is passing pleasant but the ground is naught The Water worse we pray thee mend the fault Sweeten our Rivers make them pleasanter Our Hills more green our Plains more fertiler The Prophet calls but for a Cruse of Salt O strangest cure to cure the brynie fault Of all their Floods and casting that in one Foul stinking Spring heals all their streams anon Not for an houre or for a day or twain But to this Day they sweet and sound remain Their Valley walled with bald Hills before But even a horror to behold of-yore Is now an Eden and th' All-circling Sun For fruitfull beauty sees no Paragon There labour-les mounts the victorious Palm There and but there growes the all-healing Balm There ripes the rare cheer-cheek Myrobalan Minde-gladding Fruit that can vn-olde a Man O skilfull Husbands giue your fattest Plains Five or six earths spare neither cost nor pains To water them rid them of weeds and stones With Muck and Marle batten and baste their bones Vnles God bless your Labour and your Land You plough the Sea and sowe vpon the sand This Iurie knowes a Soil somtimes at least Sole Paradise of all the proudest East But now the brutest and most barren place The curse of God and all the Worlds disgrace And also Greece on whom Heav'ns yerst so good Rain nothing now but their drad Furie's Flood The grace of God is a most sure Revenue A Sea of Wealth that ever shall continew A never-failing Field which needs not ay The cool of Night nor comfort of the Day What shall I say This sacred Personage Not only profits to his proper Age But after life life in his bones hee leaves And dead the dead he raiseth from their graves Nor is Elisha famous more for Miracles Than for the Truth of his so often Oracles He showes the Palms and Foils of Israell Benhadad's death the Raign of Hazael Beyond all hope and passing all appearance Deiected Ioram's neer relief he warrants For now the Syrian with insulting Powrs The fiege and Famine of Samaria So streict besiegeth the Samarian Towrs That even al-ready in each nook agrising Fell wall-break all-break Famin ill-advising Howls hideously even the bare bones are seen As sharp as kniues thorough the emptie skin Of the best bred and each-man seems almost No Man indeed but a pale ghastly Ghost Som snatch the bread from their owne Babes that pine Som eat the Draff that was ordain'd for Swine Som doo defile them with forbidden flesh Som bite the grass their hunger to refresh Som gold for Birds-dung waight for waight exchange Som of their Boots make them a Banquet strange Som fry the Hay-dust and it savorie finde Som Almond-shels and Nut-shels gladly grinde Som mince their Fathers Wills in parchment writ And so devoure their Birth-right at a bit The King when wearie he would rest awhile Dreams of the Dainties he hath had yer-while Smacks swallows grindes both with his teeth and iaws But only winde his beguil'd bellie draws And then awaking of his owne spare Diet Robbs his owne brest to keep his Captains quiet He is importun'd heer and there about Aboue the rest a Woman skrieketh out In moornfull manner with disheueled haire Her face despight her fashion showes despaire O! stay my Liege heat hear a grieuous thing Mothers eat their owne Children Iustice great Ioram Iustice gentle King O no not Iustice did I Iustice craue Fondling in Iustice thou canst nothing haue But a iust death nay but a Torture fell Nay but a Torment like the pains of Hell Yet even this Plea is worse then death to me Then grant me Iustice Iustice let it be For O! what horror can restrain desire Of iust Revenge when it is once afire My Lord I bargain'd and to bind the Pact By solemn Oath I sealed the Contract
Chaos shall again return And on thine Altars none shall incense burn O therfore spare Lord spare the Ninivites Forgiue their Sins and in their humbled sprights From this time forth thy sacred Laws ingrave Destroy them not but daign them Lord to save Look not alas what they have been before But vs regard or thine owne mercy more Then God reacht out his hand vnfolds his frowns Dis-arms his arm of Thunder brusing-Crowns Bows graciously his glorious flaming Crest And mildely grants in th' instant their request FINIS THE DECAY THE IIII. BOOK OF THE IIII. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Ambition's bitter fruit fel Achab's Stock With his proud Queen a painted Beauty-mock Extirpt by IEHV IEHV's ligne likewise Shallum supplants King-killing Treacheries Succeed a-rowe with Wrack of ISRAEL Time-suiting Batts Athaliah Tigress fel. IOASH well-nurtur'd natur'd-ill doth run After his kinde he kills his Tutor's Son ZENACHERIB life-lengthned EZECHIAH NABVCHADNEZAR Captiue ZEDECHIAH HVff-pufft AMBITION Tinder-box of WAR Ambition pourtrayed to the life Down-fall of Angels Adam's murderer Patent of Treasons Reason's Contradiction Earth's Enemie and the Heav'ns Malediction O! how much Blood hath thy respect-lesrage Shed in the World showred on every Age O! Scepter 's Throne 's and Crown 's insatiat Thirst How-many Treasons hast thou hatched yerst For O! what is it that he dares not do Who th' helm of Empire doth aspire vnto He to beguile the simple makes no bone To swear by God for he beleeues ther 's none His Sword 's his Title and who scapes the same Shall haue a Pistol or a Poysonie dram Hee fear'd of all fears all he breaks at once The chains of Nature and of Nations Sick of the Father his kinde hart is woe The good Old-man travails to Heav'n so slowe His owne deer Babes yet Cradled yet in Clouts Haste but too-fast are at his heels hee doubts He passeth to his promis'd Happiness Vpon a Bridge of his Friends Carcases And Mounts in fine the golden Throne by stayrs Built of the Sculs of his owne Country's heirs Yet thou permit t'st it Lord nay with thy wings Coverest such Tyrants even the shame of Kings But not for nothing doo'st thou them for bear Their cruell scalps a cruell end shall tear And when the Measure of their Sin is full Thy Hands are iron though thy Feet be woll The Throne of Tyrants totters to and fro The blood-gained Scepter lasts not long we knowe Nail driveth Nail by tragik death device Ambitious harts doo play at * A kinde of Christmas play wherein each hunteth other from his Seat The name seemes deriued from the French leuez sus in English arise vp leuel sice Prov'd but too plain in both the Houses Royall Of Iacobs issue but too-too dis-loyall As if thou further with thy grace divine My Verse and Vows shall heer appear in time GOD NOVV no longer could support th' excess Of Achab's House whose cursed wickedness Was now top-full and Doggs already stood Fawning and yawning for their promis'd blood Heav'ns haste their Work Now in tumultuous wise 'Gainst Achab's Son doo his owne Soldiars rise Ichù Iehu's their Captain who fore-sees afar How-much dispatch advantageth in War And politik doubles his Armie's speed To get before yea before Fame indeed Ioram surpris'd in feeble Bull-warks then Vnfurnished of Victualls and of Men And chiefly wanting royall fortitude Vn-kingly yeelds vnto the Multitude Bold Nimshi's Son Sir Iehu what 's this Thing What mean these Troups what would you of the King Where shall the bolt of this black Thunder fall Say bring'st thou Peace or bring'st thou War withall Sayd Ioram lowd but Iehu lowder saith No wretch no Peace but bloody Wars and death Then fled the King and as a Ship at Sea Simile Hearing the Heav'ns to threaten every way And Winter Storms with absent Stars compact With th' angrie Waters to conspire her wrack Strives not to ride it out or shift abroad But plyes her Oares and flyes into the Road He ierks his Iades and makes them scour amain Through thick and thin both over Hill and Plain Which Iehu spying and well eying too As quick resolved what he hath to doo Cryes Boy my Bowe then nocks an Arrow right His left hand meets the head his brest the right As bends his Bowe he bends le ts go the string Through the thin air the winged shaft doth sing King Ioram's Dirgé and to speed the more Pearces behinde him and peeps-out before The Prince now hurt that had before no hart Fall's present dead and with his Courtly-Cart Bruis'd in the Fall as had the Thisbite sayd The Field of Naboth with his blood berayd And Salem's King had also there his dew For ioyning hands with so profane a Crew Then the proud Victor leads his loyall Troops Towards the Court that all in silence droops And more for Self's loue than for God's pure zeale Means to dispatch th' Earth's burthen Iezabel Iezabel The Queen had inkling instantly she sped To curl the Cockles of her new-bought head Th' Onyx the Saphyr Garnet Diamand In various forms cut by a curious hand Hang nimbly dancing in her hair as spangles Or as the fresh red-yellow Apple dangles In Autumn on the Tree when to and fro The Boughs are waved with the windes that blowe The vpper garment of the stately Queen Her Pride Is rich gold Tissu on a ground of green Where th' art-ful shuttle rarely did encheck The * Changeable cangeant colour of a Mallards neck T is figur'd o're with sundrie Flowrs and Fruits Birds Beasts and Insects creeping Worms and Nâ—uts Of Gold-Smith's Work a fringe of Gold about With Pearls and Rubies richly rare set-out Borders her Robe and euery part descries Cunning and Cost contending for the prize Her neat fit startups of green velvet bee Flourisht with silver and beneath the knee Moon-like indented but t'ned down the side With Orient Pearls as big as Filberd's pride But besides all her sumptuous equipage Her Painting Much fitter for her State then for her age Close in her Closet with her best Complexions She mends her Face's wrinkle-full defections Her Cheek she cherries and her Ey she cheers And fains her fond a Wench of fifteen yeers Whether she thought to snare the Dukes affection Or dazle with her pompous Prides reflection His daring eyes as Fowlers with a Glass Make mounting â—arks com down to death apace Or were it that in death she would beseen As 't were interi'd in Tyrian Pomp a Queen Chaste Lady-Mayds heer must I speak to you That with vile Paynting spoyl your natiue hue A iust Iâ—vectiue against those 2. Predominant Court-Qualities Not to inflame yonglings with wanton Thirst But to keep fashion with these Times accurst When one new taen in your seem-Beauties snare That day and night to Hymen makes his Prayer At length espies as who is it but spyes Your painted brests your painted cheeks and eyes His Cake is dough
for their Deities Gods made with hands Gods without life or breath Gods which the Rust Fier Hammer conquereth But thou art Lord th' invincible alone Th' All-seeing GOD the Everlasting ONE And who so dares him gainst thy Powr oppose Seems as a Puff which roaring Boreas blowes Weening to tear the Alps off at the Foot Or Clowds-prop Athos from his massie Root Who but mis-speaks of thee he spets at Heav'n And his owne spettle in his face is driven Lord shew thee such take on thee the Defence Of thine owne glory and our innocence Cleer thine owne name of blame let him not thus Tryumph of Thee in tryumphing of vs But let ther Lord vnto thy Church appear Iust Cause of Ioy and to thy Foes of fear God hears his Cry and from th' Empyreal Round Miraculous slaughter of the Assirians He wrathfull sends a winged Champion down Who richly arm'd in more than humane Arms Mowes in one night of Heathen men at Arms Thrice-three-score thousand and five thousand more Feld round about beside behinde before Heer his two eyes which Sun-like brightly turn Simile Two armed Squadrons in a moment burn Not much vnlike vnto a fier in stubble Which sodain spreading still the flame doth double And with quick succour of som Southren blasts Crick-crackling quickly all the Country wastes Heer the stiff Storm that from his mouth he blowes Thousands of Souldiers each on other throwes Simile Even as a Winde a Rock a sodain Flood Bears down the Trees in a side-hanging Wood Th' Yew overturns the Pine the Pine the Elm The Elm the Oak th' Oak doth the Ash ore-whelm And from the top down to the Vale belowe The Mount's dis-mantled and even shamed so Heer with a Sword such as that sacred blade For the bright Guard of Eden's entry made He hacks he hews and somtimes with one blowe A Regiment hee all at once doth mowe And as a Cannon's thundrie roaring Ball Simile Battering one Turret shakes the next withall And oft in Armies as by proof they finde Kils oldest Souldiers with his very winde The whiffing Flashes of this Sword so quick Strikes dead a many which it did not strike Heer with his hands he strangles all at-once Legions of Foes O Arm that Kings dis-throans O Army-shaving Sword Rock-razing Hands World-tossing Tempest All-consuming Brands O let som other with more sacred fier Than I inflam'd into my Muse inspire The wondrous manner of this Overthrowe The which alas God knowes I little knowe I but admire it in confused sort Conceiue I cannot and much less report Com-on Zenacherib where 's now thine Hoast Where are thy Champions Thou didst lately boast Th' hadst in thy Camp as many Soldiers As Sea hath Fishes or the Heav'ns haue Stars Now th' art alone and yet not all alone Fear and Despair and Fury wait vpon Thy shame-full Flight but bloody Butcher stay Stay noysom Plague fly not so fast away Fear not Heav'ns Fauchin that foul brest of thine Shall not be honor'd with such wounds divine Nor shalt thou yet in timely bed decease No Tyrants vse not to Depart in Peace As bloud they thirsted they are drown'd in blood Their cruell Life a cruell Death makes good For O iust Iudgement lo thy Sons yer-long Zenacherib slain by his owne sonnes At Nisroch's Shrine revenge the Hebrews wrong Yea thine owne Sons foul eggs of fouler Bird Kill their owne Father sheath their either sword In thine owne throat and heirs of all thy vices Mix thine owne bloud among thy Sacrifices This Miracle is shortly seconded By one as famous and as strange indeed It pleas'd the Lord with heavy hand to smight King Ezechiah who in dolefull plight Ezekiah's sicknesse Vpon his bed lies vexed grieuously Sick of an Vlcer past all remedy Art fails the Leach and issue faileth Art Each of the Courtiers sadly wayles a-part His losse and Lord Death in a mourn-ful sort Through every Chamber daunteth all the Court And in the City seems in every Hall T' haue light a Taper for his Funerall Then Amos * The Prophet Isaiah Son his bed approaching pours From plentious lips these sweet and golden showrs But that I knowe you knowe the Lawes Divine But that your Faith so every-where doth shine But that your Courage so confirm'd I see I should my Liege I should not speak so free A comfortable Visitation of the sicke I would not tell you that in continent You must prepare to make your Testament That your Disease shall haue the vpper hand And Death already at your Door doth stand What fears my Lord Knowe you not heer beneath We alwayes say I towards the Port of Death Where who first anch'reth first is glorified That 't is Decreed confirm'd and ratified That of necessity the fatall Cup. Once all of vs must in our turn drink vp That Death 's no pain but of all pains the end The Gate of Heav'n and Ladder to ascend That Death 's the death of all our storms and strife And sweet beginning of immortall Life For by one death a thousands death's we slay Thear-by we rise from Body-Toomb of Clay Thear-by our Soules feast with celestiall food Thear-by we com to th' heav'nly Brother-hood Thear-by w' are chang'd to Angels of the Light And face to face behold Gods beuties bright The Prophet ceast and soon th' Isaacian Prince Deep apprehending Death's drad form and sense Vnto the Wall-ward turns his weeping eyes And sorrow-torn thus to himself he cries Lord I appeal Lord as thine humble childe A Prayer for a sick person mutatis mutandis From thy iust Iustice to thy Mercy milde Why will thy strength destroy a silly-one Weakned and wasted even to skin and bone One that adores thee with sincere affection The wrack of Idols and the Saints protection O! shall the Good thy servant had begun For Sion rest now by his death vndon O! shall a Pagan After-king restore The Groues and Idols I haue raz'd before Shall I dye Childe-les Shall thine Heritage In vain exspect that glorious golden Age Vnder thy CHRIST O! mercy mercy Lord O Father milde to thy dear Childe accord Som space of life O! let not Lord the voice Of Infidels at my poor death reioyce Then said the Seer Be of good cheer my Liege The Kings praier heard and his life prolonged 15 yeares Thy sighes and tears and prayers so be siege The throne of Pitty that as pierçt with-all Thy smyling Health God yieldeth to re-call Wills to his Temple three dayes hence thou mount Retracts his Sentence and corrects his count Makes Death go back for fifteen yeers as lo This Dial's shadow shal heer back-ward go His Word 's confirm'd with wonderfull Effect The Sunne goes backe For lo the Dial which doth houres direct Life's-guider Daye's-divider Sun's-Consorter Shadow's dull shifter and Time's dumb Reporter Puts-vp-again his passed Houres perforce And back-ward goes against his wonted course 'T is Noon at Mid-night and
a triple Morn Seems that long Day to brandish and adorn Sol goes and coms and yer that in the Deep Of Atlas shade he lay him down to sleep His bright Light-winged Gold-shod wheels do cut Three times together in the self-same rut Lord what are we or what is our deserving That to confirm our Faith so prone to swarving Thou daign'st to shake Heav'ns solid Orbs so bright Th' Order of Nature to dis-order quight To make the Sun's Teem with a swift-slowe pase Back back to trot and not their wonted Race That to dispell the Night so blindely-black Which siels our Soules thou mak'st the shade go back On Ahaz Dial And as Self-vn-stable Seem'st to revoke thine Acts irrevocable Raze thine owne Dooms tost in vn-steddy storm And to reform vs thine owne speech reform To giue thy Self the Ly and in a Word As Self-blam'd softly to put-vp thy Sword Thrice-glorious God! thrice-great thrice-gracious Heer-in O Lord thou seem'st to deal with vs As a wise Father who with tender hand Simile Severely shaking the correcting Wand With voice and gesture seems his Son to threat Whom yet indeed he doth not mean to beat But by this curb of fained Rigor aims To aw his Son and so him oft reclaims This Prince no sooner home to Heav'n returns But Israel back to his vomit turns Him re-bemires and like a head-strong Colt Runs headlong down into a strange Revolt And though â—osias Heav'n-deer Prince vho yong Coms wisely-olde to liue the older long Had re-aduanç't the sacred Lawes divine Propt Siou's Wall all ready to decline With his owne back and in his happy Raign The Truth re-flowr'd as in her Prime again Yet Iaeob's Heirs striue to resemble still Simile A stiff-throw'n Bowl which running down a Hill Meets in the way som stub for rub that stops The speed a space but instantly it hops It ouer-iumps and stayes not though it stumble Till to the bottom vp-side-down it tumble With puissant Hoast proud Nebuchadnezzar Now threatned Iuda with the worst of War Nabuchadnezar besiegeth Ierusalem His Camp coms marching to Ierusalem And her olde Walls in a new Wall doth hem The busie Builders of this newer Fold In one hand Swords in th' other Trowels hold Nor felder strike with blades than hammers there With firmer foot the Sieged's shock to bear Who seem a swarm of Hornets buzzing out Among thir Foes and humming round about To spet their spight against their Enemies With poysonie Darts in noses brows and eyes Cold Capricorn hath pav'd all Iuda twice With brittle plates of crystal-crusted Ice Twice glased Iordan and the Sappy-blood Of Trees hath twice re-perriwigd the Wood Since the first Siege What sayd the yonger sort Shall we growe olde about a feeble Fort Shall we not Martial but more Maçon-skild Shall we not batter Towrs but rather build And while the Hebrue in his sumptuous Chamber Disports himself perfum'd with Nard and Amber Shall We swelting for Heat shivering for Cold Heer far from home lie in a stinking Hold Shall time destroy vs shall our proper sloath Annoy vs more than th' Hebrues valour doth No no my Lord let not our Fervour fault Through length of Siege but let vs to th' Assault Let 's win 't and wear it tut Sir nothing is Impossible to Chaldean courages Contented sayd the King braue Bloods away Goeseck Renown ' mid wounds and death to-day Now in their breasts braue Honor's Thirst began Nabuzaradan Me thinks I see stout Nabuzaradan Already trooping the most resolute Of every Band this plot to prosecute Each hath his Ladder and the Town to take Bears to the Wall his Way vpon his back But the braue Prince cleaues quicker then the rest His slender Firr-poles as more prowes-full prest Alike they mount affronting Death together A Scalâ—dâ— But not alike in face nor fortune neither This Ladder slippery plaç't doth slide from vnder That over-sloap snaps in the midst asunder And souldiers falling one another kill As with his weight a hollow Rocky-Hill Simile Torn with som Torrent or Tempestuous windes Shivers it self on stones it vnder-grindes Som rashly climb'd not wont to climb so high With giddy brains swim headlong down the Sky Som over-whelmd vnder a Mill-stone-storm Lose with their life their living bodies form Yet mounts the Captain and his spacious Targe Bears-off a Mountain and a Forest large Of Stoans and Darts that fly about his ears His teeth do gnash he threats he sweats and swears As steady thear as on the ground he goes And thear though weary he affronts his Foes Alone and halfly-hanging in the ayr Against whole Squadrons standing firmly fair Vpright he rears him and his Helmet braue Whear not a Plume but a huge Tree doth wave Reflecting bright above the Paripet Affrights th' whole Citty with the shade of it Then as half Victor and about to venter Over the Wall and ready even to enter With his bright Gantlet's scaly fingers bent Grasping the coping of the battlement His hold doth fail the stones vn-fastâ—ed fall Down in the ditch and headlong he with-all Yet he escapes and getts again to shoar Thanks to his strength but to his courage more Now heer me thinks I hear proud Nergal raue Nergal In War quoth he Master or Match to haue By Mars I skorn yea Mars himself in Arms And all the Gods with all their braving Storms O wrathfull Heav'ns roar lighten thunder threat Gods do your worst with all your batteries beat If I begin in spâ—ght of all your powrs I 'll skale your Walls I 'll take your Crystall Towrs Thus spewd the Curr and as he spake withal Climbs-vp the steepest of a dreadfull Wall With his bare-feet on roughest places sprawling With hook-crookt hands vpon the smoothest crawling As a fell Serpent which som Shepheard-lad Simile On a steep Rock incounters gladly-â—ad Turning and winding nimbly to and fro With wriggling pase doth still approach his Foe And with a Hiss a Frisk and flashing ey Makes soudainly his faint Assailer fly Even so the Duke with his fierce countenance His thundring-voice his helms bright radiance Drives Pashur from the Walls and Iucal too A iolly Prater but a Iade to doo Brauer in Counsâ—il then in Combat far With Sephatiah tinder of this War And Malchy he that doth in Prison keep Vnder the ground a hundred â—ubits deep Good â—eremie and instrument alone Inspir'd with breath of th' ever-living ONE Let 's fly cries Pâ—shur fly this Infidell Rather this Fiend the which no waight can fell What force can front or who in count â—r can An armed Faulcon or a flying Man While Nergal speeds his Victory too-fast His hooks dis-pointed disappoint his haste Prevent him not of praise but of the Prize Which out of doubt he did his owne surmize He swears and tears what should what could he more He cannot vp nor will he down therefore Vnfortunate and vainly-valiant He 's fain to stand like the Funambulant
dark Hel to quake 56 This subiect is a deep broad bound-les Ocean Th' aboundant Horn of Plentifull discourse The Magazin of wealth for Wits quick motion Of diuine Eloquence th' immortall source 57 Base Argument a base stile euer yields But of it self a lofty subiect raises Graue-stately words and of it self it gilds It self and crowns the Author's Pen with praises 58 If then you would suruiue yourselues so gladly Follow not him who burnt to purchase fame DIANA's Temple neither him that madly To get renoun a Brasen Bull did frame 59 Imploy no more th' Elixir of your spirit On Cytheréa and her winged Son How better neuer to be named were-it Then named blamed for a mischief donn 60 We Thrice-three Sisters of Parnassus Hill Be Virgins all your Pallas self is so So is that sacred Tree-turn'd Ladie still From whose pure Locks your stil-green Laurels growe 61 Then consecrate-me rather your Wits miracles To sacred Stories spend your Eloquence In singing loud those holy heav'nly Oracles Pour there your Soules pure pretious quint-essence 62 Let CHRIST as Man-God be your double Mount Whereonto Muse and for the winged hoove Of Pegasus to dig th' Immortall Fount Take th' Holy-Ghost typ't in a Siluer Doue 63 Excelling Works preserue the Memorie Of those that make them The Mausolean Toomb Makes Artemisia Scopas Timothy Live to this day and still in time to com 64 Name-les had Hiram been but for his ayd Towards God's Temple built in Israel And but for God's Ark in dark silence layd Long since had been th' Hebrew Bezaleel 65 Then sith these great and goodly Monuments Can make their makers after death abide Although themselues have Vanished long since By Age and Rage Fier Arms and Storms destroy'd 66 O think I pray how-much-much greater glorie Shall you attain when your Diviner quality In sacred strains shall singth ' Almightie's Storie Sith from immortall things springs Immortalitie 67 I knowe you 'l answer that the Ancient Fictions Are even your Song 's soule and that every Fable Aye breeding other makes by their commixtions To Vulgar ears your Uerse more admirable 68 But what may be more admirable found Then Faith's Effects or what doth more controule Witt 's curious pride or with more force confound The reach and reason of a humane soule 69 I 'ld rather sing the Towr of Babylon Than those three Mountains that in frantik mood The Giants pyl'd to pull love from his Throne And Noah's rather than Deucalion's Flood 70 I 'ld rather sing the sodain shape-depriving Of Assur's Monarch than th' Arcadian King And the Bethanian Lazarus reviving Than valiant Theseus Sonn's re-sodering 71 Th' one only doth delight their ears that hear it The other tends to profit in som measure But only He the Laurel Crown doth merit Who wisely mingles profit with his Pleasure 72 As sweetest walks are by the waters side And safest swimming neer the flowry shoar So prudent writers never do diuide Knowledge from Mirth Mirth from instruction's lore 73 Such shall you be if such a taske you take For teaching others you your selues shall learn-all Rules of good life and happy so shall make As is your subiect your owne Songs eternall 74 Abandon then those Olde-wiues-Tales and Toyes Leave the Blinde Lad who but the blinde abuses And only addle idle hearts annoyes Hence-forth no more profane the Sacred Muses 75 But O! in vain in vain alas I plain-me Som subtle Aspiks to eschew my Charming Stop their dull ears som Epicures disdain-me And my aduice and scoff my zealous warning 76 Som for a season listen to my Laws But soon Relapse through the Worlds sorceries And this discourse which but the Vertuous draws Enters at one ear and at th' other flies 77 Alas I see scarce one nay none at all That courts not Venus or corrupts not more His golden Honie with profaner Gall Although this Age of happy Wits have store 78 But thou my Darling whom before thy birth The Sacred Nine that lip th' immortall spring Of Pegasus predestin'd to set forth Th' Almightie's glory and his prayse to sing 79 Although their Subiect seem a barren soyl Which finest Wits have left for fallow fields Yet do thou never from this task recoil For what is rarest greatest glory yields 80 Faint not my Salust though fell Enuy bark At the bright Rising of thy fair Renown Fear not her malice for thy living Work In spight of spight shall not be troden down 81 That Fames-foe Monster is much like a Curr That fiercely barks at every new-com Guest But once-acquainted after doth not sturr Saving at strangers fawning on the rest 82 Or like a thick dark pitchie Clowd of smoak That round-about a kindling Fier suppresses With waving smother the new Flame to choak But as the Flame augments the Fume decreases 83 Wherefore my deer that sacred Path pursue Where none but Heav'n blest happy spirits can pase And heer I swear that shortly for thy due Among best Wits thou shalt have worthy place 84 With these sweet accents grac't in vtterance VRANIA holding in her Maiden-hand A glorious Crown rapt-vp in sacred Trance My prostrate soule prest to her high Command 85 Since when alone that Love my hearthath fired Since when alone that Winde my sayls hath spread O happy might I touch that Crown desired But with my hand not put it on my head 86 Now out of zeal to your deer Name and You Deer noble Name that I must aye affect And whose Disasters I must euer rue This MONVMENT of Honour I erect To you sweet ESSEX as your Vertues due For an eternall token of Respect Where your great worth and my good-will shall stand Inrowld for ever with VRANIA's hand FINIS THE TRIVMPH of FAITH formerly DEDICATED and now again for euer Consecrated to the grate-ful Memorie of the first kinde Fosterer of our tender Muses my neuersufficiently-Honored deer Vncle W. PLVMB Esq. For whose deer Bones we would a Toomb aduance Of Golde and Silver and CORINTHIAN Brasse VVith Ivorie Pillars mixt with Iette and Rance Rarer and richer than th' olde CARIAN's was And stately deck the same With Stories of his Fame And round-about it wright His Vertues shining bright But sith the most of our poore Meanes alas Not the least part of that Rich Pride affoords For want of Wealth we build a Toomb of Words Which though it cost less shall out-last The proud cloud threatning Battlements Th' aspiring Spires by NILVS plaç't And Hell-deep-founded Monuments For greedy waste of Houres that al things els deuours Spares the sweet Maydes of sacred HELICON And those fayre Ladyes to their Friendes alone This pretious Gift doo give Still after Death to Live THE TRIVMPH OF FAITH To Guy de Faur Lord of Pibrac W. Salustius du BARTAS I Hate those Satyres that the best still bite I hate the shamelesse Penns that sooth the vitious For these be flatterers and those malitious But wise is he can hit the Mean aright I pinch
' innocent pren en main la raison Car Dieu te doit la-haut iuger encore First honour God and then thy Parents deere Be true and Iust and see thou neuer grudge The Innocents oppressed cause to cleere For one-day God shall also be thy Iudge 2 Si en iugeant la faueur te commande Si corrompu par or ou par presens Tu fais iustice au grè des Courtisans Ne doute point que Dieu ne te le rende If gold and bribes corrupt thy conscience If feare or fauour in thy Iudgement sway thee If thou respect the Persons difference Be sure that God will in the end re-pay-thee 3 Auecle iour commence ta iournèe De l'Eternel lesainct nom benissant Le soir aussi ton labeur finissant Loue-le encor ' passe ainsi l'annèe Begin thy Dayes-work when the Day begins First blessing Gods thrice-blessed Name deuout And then at Euening when thy labour ends Praise him againe so bring the yeere about 4 Adore assis comme le Grec ordonne Dieu en courant ne veut estre honorè D'vn fer me cueur il veut estre adorè Mais ce cueur là il fault qu'il nous le donne Adore thou sitting as the Greek doth bid For running Prayer is praeposterous With stedfast Heart God will be worshipped But such a heart himselfe must giue to vs. 5 Ne va disant ma main a faict cest oeuure Oumavertu cebel oeuure a parfaict Mais dis ainsi Dieu par moy l'oeuure a faict Dieu est l'autheur du peu de bien que i'oeuure Say not My hand this Work to end hath brought Nor This my Vertue hath attayned to Say rather thus This God by me hath wrought God's Author of the little Good I doo 6 Tout l'Vniuers n'est qu'vne citè ronde Chacun a droict de s'en dire bourgeois Le Scythe More autant que le Gregeois Le plus petit que le plus grand du monde The World is all but a round Citie like Where each may right be said a Citizen As well the rude Barbarian as the Greeke As well the meanest as the mightiest men 7 Dans le pourpris de ceste cite belle Dieu a logé l'homme comme en lieu sainct Comme en vn Temple ou luy mesmes s'est peinct En mil endroicts de couleur immortelle In this faire Citie 's goodly Walls God planted And placed man as in a Sanctuarie Where He himselfe in thousand parts hath painted With liuely coulours that do neuer varie 8 Il n'y a coing si petit dans ce temple Ou la grandeur n'apparoisse de Dieu L'homme est plantè iustement au milieu A fin que mieux par tout il la contemple There 's not a nooke so small in all this Temple Wherein God's Greatnes doth not plaine appeare Which that we might the better all contemple He placed man iust in the middle heere 9 Il ne scauroit ailleurs mieux la cognoistre Que dedans soy où comme en vn miroir La terre il peut le ciel mesme voir Car tout le monde est compris en son estre Yet can he no-where better knowe the same Then in himselfe where-in he may behold As in a Glasse Earth Water Aire and Flame For All the World his Essence doth in-fold 10 Qui a de soy parfaicte cognoissance N'ignore rien de ce qu'il fault scauoir Mais le moyen asseurè de l'auoir Est se mirer dedans la sapience Who of Himselfe hath perfect Knowledge gain'd Ignoreth nothing that he ought to know But the best meanes whereby it is attain'd Is often-times to Wisedomes Glasse to goe 11 Ce que tu vois de l'homme n'est pas l'homme C'est la prison où il est enserrè C'est le tombeau où il est enterrè Le lict branlant où il dort vn court somme That which thou seest of Man it is not Man 'T is but a Prison that him Captiue keepes 'T is but a Toombe where Hee 's interred wan 'T is but the Cradle where a while he sleepes 12 Ce corps mortel où l'oeil rauy contemple Muscles nerfs la chair le sang la peau Ce n'est pas l'homme il est beaucoup plus beau Aussi Dieu l'a reseruè pour son temple This mortall Body where the rauisht sense Sees sinnewes flesh bones muscles blood and skinne It is not Man Man 's of more excellence As the fair Temple that God dwelleth-in 13 Abien parler ce que l'homme on appelle C'est vn rayon de la diuinitè C'est vn atome esclos de l'vnitè C'est vn degout de la source eternelle Rightly to speake what Man we call and count It is a beamling of Diuinitie It is a dropling of th' Eternall Fount It is a moatling hatcht of th' Vnitie 14 Recognoy donc homme ton origine Et braue haut dedaigne ces bas lieux Puis que fleurir tu dois la hault ès cieux Et que tu es vne plante diuine Then knowe O Man thine owne Originall And braue-ambitious scorne base Cells of Earth Sith thou shalt flourish in Heav'ns glistring Hall And art indeede a Diuine Plant by Birth 15 Il t'est permis t'orgueillir de la race Non de ta mere outon pere mortel Mais bien de Dieu ton vray pere immortel Qui t' a moulè au moule de sa face Wel maist thou vaunt thee of thy glorious Race Not from thy mortall Parents either Ligne But from thy true Immortall Father's Grace Who by the Modell of his Face made thine 16 Au ciel n'y à nombre infiny d'Idèes Platon s'est trop en cela mesconte Denostre Dieu la pure volontè Est le seul moule à toutes choses nèes There 's not in Heav'n a number infinite Of bright Idéas Plato did mistake God's only Will the only Rule of Right Was th' only mould of all that he did make 17 Il veut c'est faict sans trauail sans peine Tous animaux iusqu'au moindre qui vit Il a creè les soustient les nourrit Et les deffaict du vent de son aleine He Will'd and it was done He without paine All kinde of Creatures to the least that is Created feedeth and doth still sustaine And re-dissolues them with that breath of his 18 Hausse tes yeux la voute suspendue Ce beau lambris de la couleur deseaux Ce rond parfaict de deux globes iâ—meaux Ce firmament esloignè de la veue Lift vp thine eyes The hanging Vault aboue The goodly Seeling of a Waterie hew The perfect Orbes of Twinnes that euer moue The spangled Firmament so farre from view 19 Brief ce quiest qui fut qui peut estre En terre en mer au plus cachè das cieux Si tost
while the naked Poore halfe dead With cold and hunger shiuer at thy Gate And at the length gets but a peece of bread And manie times perhaps but hardly that 57 As tu cruel le cueur de telle sorte De mespriser le pauure infortunè Qui comme toy â—sâ— en ce monde nè Et comme toy de Dieu l'image porte Hast thou a heart so cruell as to scorne Th' vnhappy Poore that at thy beck doth bow Who like thy Selfe into this World is borne And beares Gods Image euen as well as Thou 58 Le malheur est commun à tous les hommes Et mesmement aux Princes aux Roys Le sage seul est exempt de ces loix Mais où est-il las au siecle où nous sommes Misfortune is a common lot to all Yea euen to Princes Kings and Emperours Only the Wise are freed from her thrall But O where are they in this Age of ours 59 Le sage est libre enferrè de cent chaines Il est seul riche iamais estranger Seul asseurè au milieu du danger Et le vray Roy des fortunes humainâ—â— The Wiseman's free among a thousand chaines He 's only Rich content with his estate Only secure in Dangers eas'd in Paines Only true King of Fortune and of Fate 60 Le menasser du Tyrann nel ' estonne Plus se roidit quand plus est agitè Il cognoist seul ce qu'il a meritè Et nel'attend hors de soy de personne He is not daunted with a Tirants threat But by his Trouble growes more strong and hard Knowes his owne merit lookes not from the Great For Recompence Vertue 's her owne Reward 61 Vertu ès moeurs nes'acquiert parl ' estude Ne par argent ne par faueur des Roys Ne par vn acte ou par deux ou par trois Ains par constante pas longue habitude True Morall Vertue cannot purchast be By Studie Treasure or the Grace of Kings Nor by one action nor by two nor three But long-long practice her perfection brings 62 Qui lit beaucoup iamais ne medite Semble à celuy qui mange auidement Et de tous mets surcharge tellement Son estomach querien neluy profite Who Readeth much and neuer Meditates Is like a greedy Eater of much Food Who so sur-cloyes his stomach with his Cates That Commonly they doo him little good 63 Maintvn pouuoit par temps deuenir sage S'iln'eust cuidèl ' estre ja tout à faict Quel artisan fut onc maistre parfaict Du premier iour de son apprentissage How many might in time haue wise been made Before their time had they not thought them so What Artist e're was Maister of his Trade Yer he began his Prentiship to knowe 64 Petite source ont les grosses Riuieres Qui bruit si hault à son commencement N'a pas long cours non plus que letorrent Qui perd son nom ès prochaines fondrieres From smallest springs the greatest Riuers rise But those that roar so loud and proud at first Runne seldom farre but soon their glory dies In som neer Bogg by their selfs-furie burst 65 Maudit celuy qui fraude la semence Ou qui retient le salaire promis Au mercenaire ou qui desesamis Ne se souuieÌ„t si non en leur presence Cursed is he that doth de fraâ—d the seed Or who detains the Hirelings promis'dright Or who ingratefull for the kindest deed Thinks neuer of his Friends but in their sight 66 Nete pariure en aucune maniere Et situ es contrainct fair serment Le ciel ne iure oul ' homme oul ' element Ains pasle nom de la cause premiere Forsweare thee not what euer cause be giuen And if for ought thou needs an Oath must take Swear not by Man nor by the Earth nor Heav'n But by his sacred Name who all did make 67 Car Dieu qui hait le pariure execrable Et le punit comme il a meritè Neveult quelon tesmoigne veritè Par ce qui est mensonger ou muable For God who doth all Periury detest And iustly plagues it as most execrable Would not we should the constant Truth contest By anything that 's false or alterable 68 Vn art sans plus en luy seul t'exercite Et du mestier d'autruy ne t'empeschant Va dans letien le parfaict recherchant Car exceller n'est pas gloire petite To som one Art apply thy whole affection And in the Craft of others seldom mell But in thine owne striue to attain perfection For'tis no little honour to excelle 69 Plus n'embrasser què lon ne peut estraindre Aux grandshonneurs conuoiteuxn ' aspirer Vser des biens ne les desirer Ne souhaiter la mort nela craindre T' embrace no more then one can manege fit Not to the top of Greatnes to aspire To vse the World and yet not couet it Neither to dread Death neither death desire 70 Il nefault pas aux plaisirs de la couche De chastetè restreindre le beau don Et ce pendant hurer à l'abandon Ses yeulx ses mains son oreille sa bouche We must not Chastities fair Gift restrain Only to th' actuall Pleasure of the Night And in the mean while not aw hit refrain Our hart our hand our tongue our ear our sight 71 Hà le dur coup qu'est celuy del ' oreille On en deuient quelque foisforcenè Mesmes alors qu'il nous est assenè D'vn beau parler plein de doulce merueille O what a hard blowe is a box on th' Eare Som-time it driues men euen besides their Wit Especially when stunned as it were VVith the sweet wonder of smooth words 't is smit 72 Mieulx nousvaudroit des aureillettes prendre Pour nous sauuer de ces coups dangereux Par là s'armoient les Pugils valeureux Quand surl'arèneil leur falloit descendre 'T is therefore best our tender Ears to arme To shunne the danger of those deadly blowes Warie Vlisses so eschew'd the Charm Of those soule-rapting Impes of Acheloes 73 Ce qui en nous par l'oreille penetre Dans le cerueau coule soudainement Et ne scaurions y pouruoir autrement Que tenant close au mal ceste fenestre What e're it be that enters by the Eare Immediatly vnto the Brain doth creep And th' only mean to shunne the mischief there Is the Ears Casements euer close to keep 74 Parler beaucoup on ne peut sans men songe Ou pour le moins sans quelque vanitè Le parler brief conuient à verité Et l'autre est propre à la fable au songe Much talke is seldom without Lies among Or at the least without som idle bables Vnto the Truth brief Language doth belong And many words are fit for Dreams and Fables 75 Du Memphien la graue contenance Lorsque sa bouche il
to digest Whose tongue is still true Trumpet of the minde A body testing when it hath no rest A waxen mildnes in a steely minde A soule tra-lucent in an open brest Which others thoughts through boany wals can finde Whose front reflects maiestical-humillity Whose graue-sweet looke commandingly-intreats Which in one instant fear and loue begets A King still warring to obtain tranquillity To saue his Country scorning thousand dangers Mirrour of Fraunce and miracle of Strangers SONNET 15. If that before thee fall rebellious Towers If battered walls before thy Souldiers loofe If hugest Rocks be pearced by thy powers If 'gainst thine Armes no armour be of proof If that our fields flowe with Iberian blood If that thy Campe compos'd of many a Caesar Can by no dismall dangers be withstood Iousting with Gyants as it were at pleasure If lofty Mountains to thine homage vail If valleys rise to bulwarke thee about If for thy sake rivers doo flowe and fail 'T was neither Canons nor our conflicts stout Nor strength nor stomack got these victories No 't was thy presence Henry and thine eyes SONNET 16. They be to blame then that thy boldnes blame For having put thy self so oft in danger Sith against Rebels and against the Stranger Thy looks like lightning did thy Troops inflame Fraunce fought before all bloody faint and lame Craving thine aid to venge her hatefull wrong When like a Lion to preserue her yong Thou lay'dst about thee to redeem the same Then had'st thou cause to hazard so thy life In extream perils extream remedies But spare thee now thy State is free from strife Soveraign our safety in thy safety lies Codrus could keep his onely by his death Thou thine alone by thine owne living breath SONNET 17. What wreath were worthy to becom thy Crown What Carr-Triumphant equall with thy worth What marble statue meet for thy renown Thou that hast rais'd the Lilly of the Earth What honourable Title of Addition Dost thou deserue who ioyning might with mildenes Hast sav'd this great Ship from a sad perdition Nigh lost in th' Ocean of warrs civill wildenes O modern Hercules thy Countries Father Hope not of vs thy iust-deserved meed Earth is too-base in Heav'n expect it rather Our Laurels are too-pale to crown thy deed Who thus hast salv'd the vniversall Ball For th' health of Fraunce imports the health of all SONNET 18. Pardon me Henry if Heav'ns siluer raine Dewing thy Pearles impearle mine humble Laies And if my verse void both of price and paine Presume thy Vertues passing-price to praise Pardon great King if that mine Infant Muse Stutter thy name and if with skill too-scant I limne thee heare let zeale my crime excuse My steel's attracted by thine Adamant For as the Sunne although he doo reflect His golden Rayes on grosser Elements Doth neuer spot his beautiful aspect So though the praises of thine Excellence Doo brightly glister in my gloomie stile They nothing lose of their first grace the while SONNET 19. Now sith as well by conquest as succession France is thine owne O keepe it still therefore 'T is much to conquer but to keepe possession Is full as much and if it be not more Who well would keepe so plentifull a portion Must stablish first the Heav'nly Discipline Then humane Lawes restraining all extortion And Princely wealth with publike weale combine A Princes safety lyes in louing People His Fort is Iustice free from Stratagem Without the which strong Cittadels are feeble The Subiects loue is wonne by louing them Of louing them n' oppression is the triall And no oppression makes them euer loyall SONNET 20. Bold Martialists braue Imps of noble birth Shining in steele for Fraunce and for your King Yee Sonnes of those that heretofore did bring Beneath their yoke the pride of all the earth It is an honour to be high-descended But more t' haue kept ones Country and fidelitie For our owne vertues make vs most commended And Truth 's the title of all true Nobilitie Your shoulders shoar'd vp Fraunce euen like to fall You were her Atlas Henry Hercules And but for you her shock had shaken All But now she stands stedfast on Ciuill PEACE Wherefore if yet your war-like heat doo worke With holy Armes goe hunt the hatefull Turk SONNET 21. But you that vaunt your antike Petigrees So stately tymbring your surcharged shields Perking like Pines aboue the lower Trees Ouer the Farmers of your neighbour fields Is' t lack of loue or is it lack of courage That holds you Snaile-like creeping in your houses While ouer all your Countries Foes doo forrage And rebell out-rage euery corner rouses If no example of your Ancesters Nor present instance of bright-armed Lords The feeble Temper of your stomack stirres If in your liues yee neuer drew your swords To serue your King nor quench your Countries flames Pardon me Nobles I mistooke your names SONNET 22. You sacred Order charg'd the Church to watch And teach the holy Mysteries of Heav'n From hence-forth all seditious plots dispatch And Father-like to all be alwaies euen Through superstition stirre to strife againe Reuolts a mischiefe euermore pernicious Pluck vp abuses and the hurtfull graine Sprung from the Ignorant and Auaricious Auoid Ambition common cause of strife Your reuerend Robe be free from staines of blood Preach holy Doctrine prooue it by your life Fly Idlenes choose exercises good To wit all workes of liuely faith and pietie So to your fold shall flock the blest Societie SONNET 23. You graue assembly of sage Senators Right Oracles yee Ephori of Fraunce Who for the States and Iustice maintenance Of Sword and Balance are the Arbitrers That from hence-forth against all enemies Our PEACE may seat her in a setled Throne Represse the malice of all mutinies Which through th' aduantage of these times haue growne At a lowe tyde 't is best to mend a breach Before the flood returne with violence 'T is good in health to counsaile with a Leach So while a People's calme from insolence 'T is best that Rulers bridle them with awe And for the future curbe the lewd with law SONNET 24. People lesse setled then the sliding sand More mutable then Proteus or the Moone Turn'd and return'd in turning of a hand Like Euripus ebbe-flowing euery Noone Thou thousand-headed head-les Monster-most Oft slaine like Antheus and as oft new rising Who hard as steele as light as winde arttost Chameleon-like each obiects colour prysing Vnblinde thy blinde soule opethine inward sight Be no more Tinder of intestine flame Of all fantastike humors purge thy spright For if past-follies vrge yet griefe and shame Lo like Obliuions law to cure thy passion State-stabling Peace brings froward minds in fashion SONNET 25. Engins of Uulcan Heav'n-affrighting wonders Like brittle glasse the Rocks to cyndars breaking Deafning the windes dumbing the loudest thunders May yee be bound a thousand yeeres from speaking Yee hate-peace Hacksters flesht in Massacres Be you for euer banisht from our
in our Truth finde doubts whence follow Schismes They whose fond Law doth all of Lies consist Abide confirm'd in their vaine Paganismes One nought beleeues another what him list One ouer-Creeds another Creeds too-short Each makes his Church rather his Sect a-part SONNET 37. Put-off deere French all secret grudge and gall And all keen stings of vengeance on all parts For if you would haue PEACE proclaim'd to all It must be first faire printed in your hearts Henry the mildest of all Conquerers Your perfect glasse for Princely clemencie He to appease and calme the State from â—arres For his friends sake hath sav'd his enemie Let 's all be French all subiects to one Lord Let Fraunce from hence-forth be one onely State Let 's all for Gods sake be of one accord So through true zeale Christs praise to propagate May the most Christian King with prosperous power On Sion walls re-plant our Lilly-flower SONNET 38. O Christian cor'siue that the Mahomite With hundred thousands in Vienna Plaine His Mooned Standards hath already pight Prest to ioyne Austrich to his Thracian Raigne Malth Corfu Candie his proud Threats disdaine And all our Europe trembles in dismay While striuing Christians by each other slaine Each other weak'ning make him easieway Rhodes Belgrade Cyprus and the Realmes of Greece Thrall'd to his barbarous yoke yet fresh-declare That while two striue a third obtaines the fleece Though name of Christian be a title faire If but for Earth they all this while haue striu'n They may haue Earth but others shall haue Heau'n SONNET 39. May I not one day see in Fraunce againe Some new Martellus full of stout actiuitie To snatch the Scepter from the Saracen That holds the Holy Land in strait captiuitie May I not see the selfe-weale-wounding Laâ—nce Of our braue Bloods yerst one another goring Turn'd with moâ—e valour on the Musulmans A higher pitch of happy prowesse soaring But who deare Fraunce of all thy men-at-armes Shall so farre â—eâ—ce renue thine ancient Laurels Sith here they plot thine and their proper harmes I rather feare that through these fatall quarrels That hate-Christ Tyrant will in time become The Lord and Soueraigne of all Christendome SONNET 40. Mid all these mischiefes while the friend foe Strangers With vs. against vs had intelligence Henry our King our Father voides our dangers And O Heav'ns wonder planteth PEACE in Fraunce Thou Iudge that sitt'st on thâ— supernall Throne O quench thy furie keepe vs from hostilitie With eyes of mercy looke thou still vpon Our PEACE and found it on a firme stabilitie Sith in despight of discord thou alone Inward and outward hast thus salv'd vs Lord Keepe still our Fraunce or rather Lord thine owne Let Princes loue and liue in iust accord Dis-arme them Lord or iâ— Armes busie them Be it alone for thy Ierusalem FINIS A Dialogue vpon the Troubles past BETWEENE HERAclitus and Democritus the weeping and the laughing Philosophers Acceptam refero A DIALOGVE Heraclitus ALas thou laugh'st perhaps not feeling well The painfull torments of this mortall Hell Ah! canst thou teare-les in this iron Age See men massacred Monsters borne to rage Democritus Ha but why weep'st thou wherefore in this sort Doost thou lament amid this merry sport Ha canst thou chuse but laugh to see the State Of mens now-follies and the freaks of Fate Heraclitus He hath no heart that melts not all in teares To see the treasons murders massacres Sacks sacrileges losses and alarmes Of those that perish by their proper armes Democritus Who all dismayed swouneth sodainly To heare or see some fained Tragedie Held in these dayes on euery Stage as common Is but a heart-les man or but a woman Heraclitus O! would to God our Countries tragick ruth Were but a fable no effected truth My soule then should not sigh to angry Heav'n Nor for her plagues my tender heart be riv'n Democritus I take the world to be but as a Stage Where net-maskt men doo play their personage 'T is but a mummerie and a pleasant showe Sith ouer all strange vanities doo flowe Heraclitus Those vanities I haue in detestation As cursed causes of Gods indignation Which makes me alwayes weepe sith on the earth I see no obiect for the meanest mirth Democritus Thus from one Subiect sundry sequels spring As diuersly our wits conceiue a thing I laugh to see thee weepe thou weep'st to see Me laugh so much which more afflicteth thee Heraclitus Laugh while thou list at mortall miseries I cannot chuse but euen weepe out mine eyes Finding more cause for teares in bloody slaughter Then for thy sense-les ill-beseeming laughter Democritus Melt thee distill thee turne to waxe or snowe Make sad thy gesture tune thy voice to woe I cannot weepe except sometimes it hap Through laughing much mine eyes let fall a drop Heraclitus I weepe to see thus euery thing confused Order disordred and the Lawes abused Iustice reuerst and Policie peruerted And this sicke State neere vtterly subuerted Democritus I laugh to see how Fortune like a ball Playes with the Globe of this inconstant All How she degradeth these and graceth those How whom she lifts-vp downe againe she throwes Heraclitus I raine downe Riuers when against their King Cities rebell through subiects bandying When Colledges through Armes are rest of Art When euery Countie Kingdomes-it a-part Democritus I burst with laughter when confounding State I see those Rebels hunt their Magistrate When I heare Porters prate of State-designes And make all common as in new-found Indes Heraclitus I weepe to see Gods glory made a vaile To couer who his glory most assaile That sacred Faith is made a maske for sinne And men runne headlong to destructions ginne Democritus I laugh with all my heart at the transforming Of Iugling Proteis to all times Conforming But most I laugh t' haue seene the world so mad To starue and die when those damn'd Atheists bad Heraclitus I weepe alas to see the People weepe Opprest with rest-les waight in danger deepe Crying for PEACE but yet not like to get-her Yet her condition is not greatly better Democritus I laugh to see all cause of laughter gone Through those which yerst thou said'st haue caus'd thy mone Noting th' old guise I laugh at all their new I laugh at more but dare not tell it you Heraclitus Som sorrowes also I in silence keepe But in the Desart all my woes shall weepe And there perhaps the Rocks will helpe me then For in these dayes they are more milde then men Democritus I 'le dwell in Cities as my Genius guides To laugh my fill for smiling PEACE prouides Such plentious store of laughing-stuffe to fill me That still I 'le laugh vn-les that laughing kill me FINIS AN ODE OF THE LOVE AND beauties of Astraea To the most matchles-faire and vertuous M. M. H. TETRASTICON THou for whose sake my freedome I forsake Who murdring me doost yet maintain my life Heere vnder PEACE thy beauties Type I make Faire war-like
Nimph that keep'st me still in strife Sacred PEACE if I approue thee If more then my life I loue thee 'T is not for thy beautious eyes Though the brightest Lampe in skies In his highest Sommer shine Seemes a sparke compar'd with thine With thy paire of selfe-like Sunnes Past all els-comparisons 'T is not deere the dewes Ambrosiall Of those pretie lips so Rosiall Make me humble at thy feet Though the purest honey sweet That the Muses birds doo bring To Mount Hybla euery spring Nothing neere so pleasant is As thy liuely louing kisse 'T is not Beauties Emperesse Th' Amber circlets of thy tresse Curled by the wanton windes That so fast my freedome bindes Though the pretious glittering sand Richly strow'd on Tagus Strand Nor the graines Pactolus rol'd Neuer were so fine a gold 'T is not for the polisht rowes Of those Rocks whence Prudence flowes That I still my sute pursue Though that in those Countries new In the Orient lately found Which in precious Gemmes abound 'Mong all baytes of Auarice Be no Pearles of such a price 'T is not Sweet thine yuorie neck Makes me worship at thy beck Nor that prettie double HILL Of thy bosome panting still Though no fairest Laedas Swan Nor no sleekest Marble can Be so smooth or white in showe As thy Lillies and thy Snowe 'T is not O my Paradise Thy front euener than the yee That my yeelding heart doth tye With his milde-sweet Maâ—ostie Though the siluer Moone befaine Still by night to mount her waine Fearing to sustain disgrace If by day shee meet thy face 'T is not that soft Sattin limme With blew trailes enameld trimme Thy hand handle of perfection Keeps my thoughts in thy subiection Though it haue such curious cunning Gentle touch and nimble running That on Lute to heare it warble Would mooue Rocks and rauish Marble 'T is not all the rest beside Which thy modest vaile doth hide From mine eyes ah too iniurious Makes me of thy loue so curious Though Diana being bare Nor Leucothoe passing rare In the Crystall-flowing springs Neuer bath'd so beautious things What then O diuinest Dame Fires my soule with burning flame If thine eyes be not the matches Whence my kindling Taper catches And what Nectar from aboue Feedes and feasts my ioyes my Loue If they taste not of the dainties Of thy sweet lips sugred plenties What fell heat of couetize In my feeble bosome fries If my heart no reckoning hold Of thy tresses purest gold What inestimable treasure Can procure me greater pleasure Then those Orient Pearles I see When thou daign'st to smile on mee What what fruit of life delights My delicious appetites If I ouer-passe the messe Of those apples of thy brests What fresh buds of scarlet Rose Are more fragrant sweet than those Then those Twins thy Strawberrie teates Curled-purled Cherrielets What to finish fairer limme Or what member yet more trimme Or what other rarer Subiect Makes me make thee all mine obiect If it be not all the rest By thy modest vaile supprest Rather which an enuious cloud From my sight doth closely shroud Ah't's a thing farre more diuine 'T is that peere-les Soule of thine Master-peece of Heav'ns best Art Made to maze each mortall hart 'T is thine all-admired wit Thy sweet grace and gesture fit Thy milde pleasing curtesie Makes thee triumph ouer me But for thy faire Soules respect I loue Twin-flames that reflect From thy bright tra-lucent eyes And thy yellow lockes likewise And those Orient-Pearly Rocks Which thy lightning Smile vn-lockes And the Nectar-passing blisses Of thy honey-sweeter kisses I loue thy fresh rosie cheeke Blushing most Aurora-like And the white-exceeding skin Of thy neck and dimpled chin And those Iuorie-marble mounts Either neither both at once For I dare not touch to know If they be of flesh or no. I loue thy pure Lilly hand Soft and smooth and slender and Those fine nimble brethren small Arm'd with Pearle-shel helmets all I loue also all the rest By thy modest vaile supprest Rather which an enuious cloud From my longing sight doth shroud FINIS SONNET 1. Sweet mouth that send'st a musky-rosed breath Fountain of Nectar and delightfull Balm Eyes cloudy-clear smile-frowning stormy-calm Whos 's every glance darts me a living-death Browes bending quaintly your round Ebene Arkes Smile that then Uenus sooner Mars besots Locks more then golden curl'd in curious knots Where in close ambush wanton Cupid lurkes Grace Angel-like fair fore-head smooth and high Pure white that dimm'st the Lillies of the Vale Vermilion Rose that mak'st Aurora pale Rare spirit to rule this beautious Emperie If in your force Divine effects I view Ah who can blame me if I worship you SONNET 2. Thou whose sweet eloquence doth make me mute Whose sight doth blinde me and whose nimblenes Of feet in daunce and fingers on the Lute In deep amazes makes me motion-les Whose onely presence from my self absents me Whose pleasant humours make me passionate Whose sober mood my follies represents me Whose graue-milde graces make me emulate My heart through whom my heart is none of mine My All through whom I nothing doo possesse Saue thine Idea glorious and divine O thou my Peace-like War and war-like PEACE So much the wounds that thou hast given me please That 't is my best ease never to haue ease Epigramms and Epitaphes vpon Warre and Peace Vpon the League FRaunce without cause thou doost complain Against the League for wronging thee Sh' hath made thee large amends again With more then common vsury For for thy one King which she slew Sh' hath given thee now a thousand new Vpon the taking of Paris 1 When Paris happily was wonne With small or no endangering Such suddain common ioy begunne That one would say t' haue seen the thing Th' King took not Paris Paris took the King 2 O rarest sight of ioyfull woe Adorned with delightfull dread When Henry with oneself-same showe Conquer'd at once and triumphed 3 Sith thee from danger and distresse to free The King thus took or rather entred thee Paris it was not in stern Mars his Moneth But in the month that mild ASTREA owneth Vpon the fall of the Millars-bridge 1 The Millars in the River drown'd While Paris was beleagerd round To die were all resolv'd in minde Because they had no more to grinde 2 Then was their fittest time to die Because they might intend it best But their intent was contrary Because they then liv'd so at rest 3 As after long sharp famine som foâ—lorn Of surfet Die their greedines is such This Mill-bridge hauing fasted long from corn Is drown'd perhaps for having ground too-much Vpon the recouerie of Amiens I knowe not which may seem most admirable To take or re-take such a Cities force But yet I knowe which is most honorable To take by fraud or to re-take by force 2 Each where they sing a thousand wayes The glory of this enterprise But yet of all their merry Layes The best is still
doth so assaile-them And if their feare fall true that their Good-fortune faile-them Then swell their sullen hearts with sorrow till they burst And then poor desperate soules they deem theÌ„selues accurst And so indeed they are but yet they erre in this In blaming other things for their owne selfe-amisse Other indifferent things that neither make nor marre But to the good be good to th' euill euill are Is' t not great foolishnes for any to complaine That somthing is not don which doth him nought coÌ„strain Sith if he vse the same soule-health it hurteth not Or if he doo not vse t it helpeth not a iot But needs must we complain say some for we haue cause Then at your perill be 't for that which chiefly drawes You thereto 't is in truth your brutenesse in mis-deeming Things euill that are good for sense-contrary seeming And while that in the darke of this foule errors mist Your drowsie spirits doo droope alas what maruell is' t If euill follow you and if iniurious still To others you impute your selfe-ingendred ill Happy are they to whom the Lord vouch safeth sight To see the louely beames and life-infusing Light Of his sweet sacred Truth whereby we may perceiue And iudge a-rightly what to loue and what to leaue Such men within their soules their goods haue wholly plac't Such goods as neuer fire can either burne or waste Nor any Theefe can steale nor Pyrate make his praie Nor vsurie consume nor Tyrant take away Nor times all-gnawing tooth can fret away nor finish Nor any accident of sad mischance diminish For it is built on God a Rock that euer stands Not on the vanities of these inconstant sands Which are more mutable then wind and more vnstable And day by day doo make so many miserable O to what sweet content to what high ioyes aspires He that in God alone can limit his desires He that in him alone his hopes can wholly rest He that for onely end waites for the wages blest Wherewith he promiseth for euer sans respect Of their selfe-meriting to guerdon his Elect What is it can bereaue the wealth of such a man What is it that disturbe his perfect pleasures can What is it can supplant his honours and degrees Sith all his treasures his delights his dignities Are all laid vp in Heauen where it were all in vaine For all the sonnes of earth to warre with might and maine No doubt will some man say each Christian doth aspire After their bodies death to those deere treasures higher That are reserv'd in Heauen whereof the sweet possession Feares not the violence of all the worlds oppression But while that heere below this fraile flesh-burthen ties-him But the bare hope he hath which how can it suffice-him Against the sharpe assaults of passions infinite Whose glad-sad crosse conflicts afflict him day and night Needs must I graunt indeed that that same perfit ioy We cannot perfitly vpon this earth enioy But that that Hope alone doth not sufficiently Blesse his life where it liues for my part I denie Some doo not feare we see to spend their stock and store To vnder-take the taske of many trauailes sore To hazard limmes and liues in seruice of some Lord Depending oft vpon his foole-fat-feeding word Or waiting els perhaps without all other hold Vntill it please himselfe his franknes to vnfold Not reaking all their paine they are so inly pleas'd With hoped benefit whereof they are not seaz'd And shall th' assured hope of euer-blisses then For which we haue the word not of vaine mortall men That teach their tongues to lie but of the highest God The God of truth truth's selfe where truth hath still abode Shall that I say not serue to settle our faint hearts Against I will not say like dangers and like smarts But 'gainst these petty griefes that now and then do pain-vs No more like those then heauen neer earth that doth sustain-vs Ah shall we then despise all trouble and vexation Supported by a prop of doubtfull expectation And while for earthly things we can indure all this Shall we not do asmuch for an immortall blisse Indeed not of our selues for selfly nought we can But God when pleaseth him doth giue this strength to man Whereby he standeth stout euen like a mightie rocke Amid the mounting waues when Eole doth vnlocke Sterne Austers stormie gate making the waters wrastle And rush with wrathfull rage against the sturdie castle While it for all the force of their fell furie showne Is not so much as moou'd and much lesse ouerthrowne So fareth such a man for if from high degree He sodainly do slide to liue contemnedly With the vile vulgar sort that cannot make him wauer For well he is assur'd that Gods high holy fauour Depends not on the pomp nor vaine-proud state and port That for the grace of Kâ—ngs adornes the courtly sort If he be kept in bands thrâ—l to the tyrannies And extreame-cruell lawes of ruthless enimies Both voide of helpe and hope and of all likelihood Of being euer freed from their hands thirsting-blood Inspight of them he knowes that one day he shall die And then he shall inioy an endles Libertie If he be forc't to flie from his deere country-clime In exile to expire the remnant of his time He doth suppose the World to be a Country common From whence no tyranny till death can banish no-man If that he must forsake his Parents and his Kin And those whose amitie he most delighteth in He knowes that where he finds a man he findes a Kins-man For all mankind is come from oneselfe Father sinnes-man If being spoil'd of wealth wanton-pampering plentie He find vpon his boord two dishes scant of twenty And to his back one coate to keepe the cold away Whereas he had before a new for euery day He learneth of Saint Paul who bids vs be content With food and furniture to this life competent Sith nothing as saith Iob into this world we brought Nor with vs when we die can we hence carrie ought If he be passing poore and in exceeding glack Of euery needfull thing for belly and for back He learneth of the Sonne that God the Father heedeth To giue to euery one in time the thing he needeth And that the Fowles of Heauen and Cattel small and great Doo neither sowe nor reape yet find they what to eate Yea that the Lillies faire which growe among the grasse Doo neither spin nor worke and yet their garments passe For colour and for cost for Art and ornament The glorious Salmon's rich robes of Parlament If so that he be sicke or wounded in the arme In body back or brest or such like kind of harme If in extremitie of angry paine and anguish Enfeebled still by fits he bed-rid lye and languish If all the miseries that euer martyr'd man At once on euery side afflict him all they can The more that he endures the more his comforts growe Sith so
his wretchednes he sooner comes to knowe That from worlds vanities he may himselfe aduance Which hold all those frō heauen that still delight that dance He feares not those at all that with their vtmost might Hauing the body slaine can do no farther spight But onely him that with ten thousand deaths can kill The soule and body both for euer if he will He knowes it is their lot that seek to please their God To be afflicted still with persecutions rod So that what euer crosse how euer sharpe assaile-him His constant harts-content and comfort cannot faile-him But he must die say you alas can that dismay Where is the Labourer that hauing wrought all day Amid the burning heat with wearinesse oppresl Complaines that night is come when he shall goe to rest The Marchant that returnes from some far for raine Lands Escaping dreadfull rocks and dangerous shelfs and sands When as he sees his ship her home-hauen enter safe Will he repine at God and as offended chafe For being brought too soon home to his natiue soil Free from all perils sad that threaten Saylours spoile He knowes frō thousand deaths that this one death doth lose him That in heauens euer-ioyes he euer may repose-him That he must bring his Bark into this Creeke before In th' euerlasting Land he can set foot a-shoare That he can neuer come to in-corruption Vnles that first his flesh doo feele corruption So that all rapt with ioy hauing his helpe so readie This ship-wrack he escapes as on a rock most steddie But more perhaps then death the kind of death dismaieth Which serues him for a bridge that him to heauen cōuaieth Whether he end his dayes by naturall disease Or in a boysterous storme do perish on the Seas Or by the bloody hands of armed foes be slaine Or by mischance a stone fall downe and dash his braine Or by the murdering ball of new-found earthly thunder By day or els by night his bones be pasht a-sunder Or burned at a stake or bitterly tormented By cruell slaughter-men in tortures new-inuented Alas alas for that much-lesse then least he careth For as a man falne downe into a Pit he fareth Who if he may be drawne vp from the noisom place Where Adders Toades and Snakes crawle ouer feet face Respects not whether that ye vse a silken skaine Hemp-rope or chaine of gold so he get vp againe Euen so so he may come to his desired blisse The maner and the meanes to him in different is As for the differing paine if any him doo torture If it be violent he knowes it is the shorter But be it n'er so long long sure it cannot last To vs whose Post-like life is all so quickly past Now such a man in whom such firme contents do hyue Who can denie to be the happiest man aliue And who so impudent that dareth now professe That this worlds fained sweet whose vnfain'd bitternesse Brings to this very life full many torments fell And after dingeth downe to th' endles paine of Hell Should be prefer'd before these seeming-sowrs that make vs Taste many true-sweet sweets yer this dead life forsake vs And after lift vs vp to that same blessed ioy That euermore shall last exempt from all annoy So few there will be found as I suppose so deeming As many which more fear'd with these ills falsly-seeming Than inlie falne-in-loue with Heauen-ioyes excellence Approouing this estate flye't as the pestilence And yet in this estate is found felicity As far foorth as it may amid the vanity Of this frail fading world where ech thing hourly changes For neuer from itselfe true happinesse estranges It neuer doth decay it neuer doth decrease Inspight of angry Warre it euer liues in peace Maugre poore want it hath ten thousand kinds of wealth Amid infirmities it hath continuall health Inuiron'd round with woe it doth reioyce and sing Depriv'd of dignities it 's greater than a King It sits secure and safe free from hart-pining feares For euer with it selfe it all deere treasures beares Not needing any aide of men-of-armes to watch them Nor fearing fraud nor force of any foe to catch-them Whereas we daily see so many men whose mind To transitorie trash of world-wealth is inclinde In their aboundance beg and in their plenty poore For who hath had so much that hath not wished more No treasures can suffice the gulfe of their desire Yea make them Emperours yet will they more aspire Peace cannot pacifie the fell rebellious broyle That in their troubled soule doth euer burne and boyle For euery short content of any false delight A thousand bitter throwes torment them day and night All their estate doth stand abroad in hands of Strangers Therfore the more their wealth the more their daily dāgers The more their miseries because the more they need Much strength and many men vnto their hoords to heed Dreading with cause least craft and cruelty or either Bereaue them of their blisse and treasure both together Needs must we then confesse that in aduersity There is more happines then in prosperitie Sith that the minde of man so soone it selfe betrayes Vnto the guilefull snares that worldly pleasure layes Which make vs at the last head-long to Hell to runne All which aduersitie doth make vs safely shunne But here it may be askt if pleasure state and store Plunging vs in the Pit of vices more and more Be subiect so to make vs more and more accurst Must we esteeme that griefe which sense esteemeth worst More fit to better vs and bring vs vnto blisse Then those whose smarting sting is not so strong as this Sure sith that in ourselues our cause originall Of blisse and bale we hide it matters not at all For still the faithfull man one and the same remains Whether the grief be great or little he sustains Sith how so e're it be he takes occasion thence To seek in God alone his comfort and defence But for because our soule the while she doth consort With this grosse fleshly lump cannot but in som sort Suffer as sensible yea oftentimes so far That her best functions all lesse apt and able are Than els at other times I doo suppose the proof Of one then other ill auailes more in behoof That this is so we see a sick-man oft to finde Such ioyfull quietnes and comfort in his minde That he esteems himselfe the best content a-liue But yet the sharpe disease which doth his health depriue With-holdeth in som sort his senses and his wit That freely other-where he cannot vse them fit And so it fares with him that through-resolued well Endures the cruell strains of any torture fell Now for the banisht man the changing of his dwelling Neuer disturbes his ioy And he whose wealth excelling Turns in a trice to want by whatsoeuer chaunce His courage never shrinks nor yet his countenaunce So that in their content all foure are all a-like A-like reioycing all in their afflictions eke A-like
feeds Divined truely it should never die Then what shall This that far the same exceeds He labour'd Lines which though they doe endure All turns of Time yet was their Stuf profane But These are drawne of STVF more heavenly-pure That most shall shine when Those are in the wane He though his Braines profanely were diuine And glorious Monuments of Art compos'd Was yet exil'd for many a looser Line That made them wantons chastly else dispos'd But Thou cleer BARTAS his dear SYLVESTER Whose Lines do lead to VERTVES only gain And with sweet Poesies strew'st the way to Her How should the World remunerate thy pain And if from Hearts Aboundance Tongues do speak And what we most affect we most do minde It argues thou this Argument didst seek Sith in thy Soule before thou didst it finde So BARTAS was but Mid-wife to thy Muse With greater ease to vtter her Conceits For whose deare birth thou didst all ease refuse Worlds-weal and being a Marchant thy Receits This pain so pleas'd thy labouring Thoughts that thou Forsook'st the Sea and took'st thee to the Soil Where from thy royall Trade thou fell'st to Plow Arts furrows with thy Pen that yeeld but toyl This stole thee from thy self thy self to finde In sacred Raptures on the Muses Hill And went'st out of thy Body with thy Minde More freely so to vse thy Wit and Will And O! how hapless had we Briâ—tans been Sith heer is stor'd such sweet Soule rauishments Hadst thou not made them to vs clearly seen Who giue thee for it praising Discontents If so great Art and Grace finde nought but Fame Of famous Men for grace the Press shall be Prest but for Vices Seruice Sourse of Shame So Times to come in Print our shame shall see But O bee 't farre from this so famous Isle For Armes and Learning either to neglect Sit it doth grace and glory quite exile And is the cause of many a bad effect O terren Gods as ye to State aspire Lift Learning vp with you especially If matcht with Wisedom and divine desire So shall yetwice be like the DEITY And weigh what powr the PENS of such possess Of such for others will but gild your Crimes Their PENS eternize can your worthiness And make ye glorious past succeeding Times But you do iustly to neglect and scorn The cursed crue that do the Muse abuse For they your praises to dispraises turn As Vice in praysing VERTVES grace doth vse Their wine-driuen Braines inuolv'd in Follies Cloud Fly here and there and where not with a trice And though both Beggars base yet passing proude Constant in nothing but in constant Vice Making loose lines forsooth their Scala Coeli A Tauerne for a Temple to adore Their only god their guts their beastly Belly To whom they offer all their slender Store The Laudes of such are odious like their Lives They Pitch pollute what-ere they do but touch Whose glory to the fowlest shame arrives Then well you fence your fame to keep off such But they whose liues and lauds and lines are SOVRCE Of Morall vertue running by each stone Men High and Hard that let them in their Course To Seas of glory like cleere Helicon O! these ye should support and still receiue Into the Ocean of your bound-less love For these like truest Friends will take and give No more but what true Vertue shall approve If these should pine away through your neglect Your memories shall dy or live with shame Sith such a Muse is the chief Architect To reare from Earth to Heav'n a lasting NAME Achilles fame with him had been interr'd Had HOMER'S lines notty'd it to the Starrs And of Aeneas we had never heard Had Virgils STRAINES not been his Trumpetters One of the NINE had been our Warwick's GVY The NINE whose worth all Times so much commend And so disrankt great BVLLENS GODFEREY Had he but had a TASSO for his friend LAVRA had nere so greenly growen above Hir Peeres as now she doth to after-times Had she not had a PETRARCH to hir Love Which made hir mount with Nâ—TCTAR dropping Rimes No no ye cannot but out-liue your Eame If yev phold not FAME'S best Notaries If these yescorn your glory is but game For when ye dye in game your glory dies And though blest PHACE hath turnd our Spears to Spades Let it not turn our Pens to Ploughes or worse By Learning som should live as som by Trades In blessed STATES that would incur no curse Where Vertue is not rais'd and Vice supprest There all to Vice will run and so to wrack For then the worst shall Lord it ore the best And where that is all goes to vtter sack Reward and Punishment like Armes of Steel Do still vphold each KING vpholding STATE For neither wants but it begins to reel But both imploy'd stands sure in spight of Hate Then may thy HOPES wingd by thy virtuous Muse Dear Syluester expect some cherishment In this blest State that still those Armes will vse To staie her Grace and grace her Gouernment But if thy paines acquire but pure renowne Thou art Christ's Image crost for Glories crown Beneficium dando accipit qui digno dedit The vnfained louer of thine Art honesty and vertue IOHN DAVIES of Hereford FINIS A briefe Index explayning most of the hardest words scattered through this whole Worke for ease of such as are least exercised in these kinde of readings A A Bysse a gulfe or bottomles pit Abderian Abderite Democritus the laughing Philosopher of Abdera a citie in Thracia Aben-Roes a learned Philosopher of Corduba sprung from Arabian parents Abidus Leanders Towne Academian Shades Platos Schoole Aceberon a riuer in Hell Acconite Libbards or Wolfes bane Achilles the most valiant captain of the Myrmidons Adonis a most beautiful yong man beloued of Venus Adrian Sea the gulfe of Uenice Adriatike Sea the gulfe of Uenice Aeson the father of Iaso made young againe by the skill of Medea Aethâ—riall heauenly Aesâ—ulapius an excellent Physician father of Apollo Africa the South-quarter of the World Aiax Shield a prouerb for asure defence Aiguescald a bath in Gasconie Alarbies and Alarbians wilde vpland Arabian theeues Albion England the I le of great Brittaine Alcestâ— the most chaste and louing wife of admetus that gaue her owne life to saue her husbands Alcides Hercules Alcides spires Hercules Pillers Alcides griefe the falling Sicknes Alcmaena the mother of Hercules Alcaron the Turks Law and Religion Aleband a Cittie in Caria of olde famous for the best Bowe-strings Alecto looke Furies Alexanders Altars were at the foot of the Ryphean Mountaines Almicâ—â—thâ—rats and Almadarats Arabian names of Circles which are imagined to passe through euerie degree of the Meridian Paralel to the Horizon vp to the Zenith Alhidade a Rule on the backe of the Astrelabe to measure heights breadths depths Amafrosse gutta serena a disease in the sinnewes of the Sight Amalthean Horne plenty of all things Amblygone a flat Triangle
Amber Elixir an Arabian word signifying Quintessence the Philosophers stone Elisium the fayned Paradise of hethen Poets Eldebag a learned Arabian Satyricall Poet. Embryon the Childe in the mothers Womb before it haue receiued shape Encyclopedie that learning which comprehendeth all liberall Sciences Endimion a young shephearde the fauourite of Cinthya Engastromith one possessed which seems to speak in his belly Empyema an impostume in the Breast Enyon the same that Bellona sister to Mars Goddesse of Battaile Enthousiasmos poeticall fury Eoan Monarke Alexander the great Eolian scoutes the windes Ephemerides Day-books Registers Iournals Ephesian Temple the Temple of Diana in Ephesus Ephesian moan Heraclitus weeping at the worlds miseries Ephori a kinde of Magistrates protectors of the people Epiâ—emik ilâ—es Vniuersall Diseases Epicicle a lesser Circle whose center is in the circumfereÌ„ce of a greater Epicurus a Philosopher that placed mans felicitie in the pleasures of the Sense belee uing no God but Fortune Epilepsis the Falling-sicknesse Epithalamie a nuptiall song Epitaph a funerall song or an Inscription on a Tombe or Graue Epithets additions to nownes expressing some quality Epitome an Abbridgement Epirus a Countrie in Greece now called Albania famous in late times by the Noble exploites of G. Castrâ—ot sir-named Scanderbeg against the Turke Equinoctiall a Circle in HeaueÌ„ through which when the Sun passeth the dayes and nights be of equall length Eroetrian soile medicinable Earth brought from Eretria Erebus a Riuer in hell Hell Erythrean Deep the red Sea Erynnis one of the Furies Eridanus a figuâ—e in HeaueÌ„ the Riuer Po in Lumbardie Eurus the East winde Euripus a narrowe Sea which ebbeth and floweth seauen times in 24. houres Euphrates one of the Riuers of Eden that runnes through Babylon Europa Christendome or this Westerne part of the world Eccentrik that hath his center wholly separated from the Center of the Earth Erysipiles hot red swellings called S. Anthonies fire Erycina Venus Euphrosyne looke Graces Euphorbium a certaine medicinable Plant found and named by Euphorbus King Iubas Physician Ethâ—ik see Pagan Entidorian Etesian gates easterly windes Ephod a linnen garment worne by the Priests and Leuites of Israel Edom and Idumea a part of Palaestine Elâ—utherian Deliuerer Epicarpian Fruit-keeper F FAbritius a famous Roman contemner of Riches and in extreame pouerty most puissaÌ„t for vertuous valour and integrity Faustina a most Iasâ—iuious Em presse wife to Marcus Aurelius and daughter of Antous Pius Fez. a Kingdome in Barbarie Finland a Dukedom vnder the king of Sweden Flamine a Sacrificer or high Priest among the Heathen Flauio Melphio a Neapolitan inuenter of the needle in the Mariners compasse and the vse thereof Foix a Countrey belonging to Nauarr neere the Pyrene Mountains Flora a faire and rich harlot which made the people of Rome her Heire in respect whereof they made her God desse of Flowers and kept yeerely Feasts in honor of of her Furies 3 viz. Alecto Megera and Tesiphone sometimes also called Persyphone which are said to be TormeÌ„ters of the damned in Hell wittily fained to express the fear and Fury of a guilty coÌ„science Frize and Cornich the crests furniture finishing at the vpper end of a column Farfalla a Candle flye Fergusius Euenus Donaldus famous ancient Kings of Scotland Fanes Temples consecrated Places Funambulant a Rope-walker Feretrian Peace-bringer or dread-striker G GAlen a famous Physician born at Pergamus whose learned workes through all ages haue been honoured Galenite one skilfull in Physicke wherein Galen excelled Ganges a great Riuer in India Gaules the ancient name of the French men Genius a mans spirit or naturall instinct or inclination Gemonide or Gemonian Ladders a place in Rome from whence condemned persons were throwne downe Ghion one of the riuers in EdeÌ„ Gnidian Idols Venus and Cupid for in Gnidos shee was worshipped Gonorrhaea a foule and inuoluÌ„tary Fluxe of seed the Running of the Reines Gordian knot a knot thought impossible to bee vndone wherewith Gordius had fastened his Oxe-yoake in the Temple of Apollo Gorgons vgly hellish monsters in forme of scaly Dragons with crooked teeth one eye Iron talents and mighty wings Graces look Charites Gymnosophists Philosophers of India so called because they went naked Groon-land an exceeding colde Countrey butting vpon the Sea beyond Izland Graue is as much as an Earle with vs but in this place vsed for the General and Gouernor IOSVAH Galactite a kind of white Marble or Alabaster H HAlcyon a little water-bird thought to be the kings fisher Harpies rauenous Birdes with faces like woemen Hecatombes HeatheÌ„ Sacrifices wherein were offered 100. Beasts Hebe Ioues Cup-bearer the Goddesse of youth Heber of whome the Hebrues and Hebrue Tongue are so called the great great Grand-Childe of Sem the sonne of Noah Hecuba the Frantike and disfigured olde wythered wife of Priamus King of Troy and heere opposed to the fresh young beautifull Helena the fatall Prize of their sonne Paris Helicon a Mountaine sacred to Apollo and the Muses Helena the wanton wife of Menelaus cause of the tedious siege finall sack of Troy Hemisphear half the compasse of heauen which we beholde Hercules the most renowned Monster-Tamer of Thebes Hermes Mercurie Hero the faire Sestian Nunne for whose sake Leander was drowned in Hellespont Heroes halfe Gods excellent Men for valour and vertue Herophilus a very ancient Phy sician Herodotus an Eloquent Greek Historiographer Hesiodus an ancieÌ„t Greek Poet Hesperian Plant Golden fruit-Trees garded by a Dragon which was slain by Hercules but heer it is vsed for the Sugar Cane a richer Plant theÌ„ those fayned golden fruits Hexameters verses of sixe feet Hiades 5. starres some holde 7. in the head of the Bull. Hiero a king of Sicilia after Agathocles greatly delighted in husbandry Hieroglyphiks secret Cyphers strange characters mysticall wrighting by sundry formes of things Hiram King of Tyrus remem bred in the Scripture for sending Timber and workmen to Salomon to the building of the Temple in Ierusalem Homer so called for his blindnes the most excellent of all the Greek Poets Horizon a Circle diuiding the halfe-spheare of the firmament which wee see â—uer vs from the other halfe vnder vs which we see not Hun furious Attyla who sirnamed himself the scourge of God and Terror of the World Hyantian Fount springs sacred to the Muses Hydrantik braule Musicke artificially made with the fall of waters Hyaena a horrible Beast that counterfaiteth mans voice Hydrargire quick-siluer Hydra a Serpent with 50. heads slain by Hercules Hybla MouÌ„tains abouÌ„ding in bees and hony Hymetus MouÌ„tains abouÌ„ding in bees and hony Hymen the God of Mariage Hyper-borean aboue or beyoÌ„d the blowing of the North-winde Hyppocrates a most excellent Physician Hyppolitus the sonne of Theseus who shunning the waÌ„ton inticements of his stepdame Phaedra was through her false accusations torne in pieces Hyren a faire Greeke Mayden Captiue on whome Mahomâ—t the 2. extreamely doated Hesperus the Euening-starre the Euening Helleborus an herbe whereof be 2. kindes
prodigious strength that carried a Bull on his back killed him with his fist eat him vp in one day Mince a Riuer neere Mantua where Virgil was borne Minerua the same that Pallas Goddesse of wit and warre Moly an herbe brought from heaueÌ„ by Mercury to Vlysses supposed to be our Rue or herbe-grace Moloch the Idoll of the Ammonites Moluques rich Ilands in the East Indies plentifull in all kind of excellent Spices other Treasures Moores the people of Ethiopia subiects of Prester Iohn Morpheus the God of Dreams Mummie a drugg takeÌ„ for part of ancient imbalmed bodies Musculus a little Fish most officious to the Whale Musulmans Arabians Mycaena Agamemnons Kingdome Midas a wealthy King of Phry gia whose touch by the graÌ„t of Bacchus turned all things into Gold so that at last his Gold-turned meate in his mouth choaked him Myrmecides a cunning curious Caruer in small works Myron an excellent statuarie or Image-maker Mounte banks Iugglers Meroe an Iland in the Riuer Nilus Megera look Furies Mages Sages Wise-men Sooth-sayers Morisâ—o and Mattachine Antike fantastike daunces Moderatrix a Regent or Gouernesse MAGNIFICENCE Greatnes State glory pomp MunificeÌ„ce bounty liberality Medalls Images of wood stone or metall Musaik work a kinde of painting so curiously shadowed that it seemes in some places imbost in some carv'd in som in-layde in som grauen c. Meteors or exhalatioÌ„s strange apparitions of comets or other figures in the aire Megarian where flowrished the Philosopher Euclides in the same time that Socrates in Athens N NAcre the Pearle-shell or mother of Pearl Nadir the point directly vnder vs iust opposite to the Zenith or point verticall Natolia Asia minor now whol ly vnder the Turke Nectar the drink of the Gods Neptune the Sea Nephelian Crook-horne the Signe Aries Nepenthe an herbe which being steeped in wine is thought to expell sadnesse Nereus the Sea Nero a most cruell Emperour of Rome the monster of nature shame of mankinde Nestor a wise eloqueÌ„t Greek who being nigh 300. yeers old came to the siege of Troy Nile and Nilus the famous Riuer of Egypt vsed often for Egypt it selfe Nimrod the builder of Babel the first ambitious vsurper of soueraignty Niphates a mountaine from whence the Riuer Tigris hath his source Nitre a light white spongie mater much like salt which som haue falsely thought to be salt-peter Noremberg a City in Germany especially famous for curious handy-crafts Nubian of a Kingdome fronting on the South of Egypt Numidianâ— people of a part of Affrica accustomed to liue continually in the fieldes with their flocks heards remoouing often for fresh pastures Numa Pompileus 2. from Romulus King of the Romanes and their first law-giuer O OBsequies funerall ceremonies Ocean and Oceanus the Sea Odipus a Riddle-Reader of Thebes Oedems thinne waterish and flegmatik swellings Olympius an Arrian Bishoppe strook dead with Lightning for blaspheming the Deitie of Christ. Olympus a very high hill fronting on Macedonia it is often vsed for Heauen Ophthalmy a disease in the Eye through inflamation of the vttermost tunicle Optick sinnew is that which bringeth sight vnto the Eye Orgies Sacrifices to Bacchus Oracles Mysteries of the heathen Gods deliuered by diuers meanes and in diuers manners Orion a tempest-boading star Orpheus an excellent Poet Musician of Thrace Oromene a Mountain in India full of Salt-quarres Ortygian Delos a floating IlaÌ„d where Diana and Apollo were borne Orithias loue Boreas the North-winde Ottoman the first Emperour of Turkes Ouids heires wanton Poets Oxygone a sharp-Triangle Omer a certaine measure among the Hebrues Ophir supposed to be Peru. Onyx a red pretious stone fit for Seales Cleer Orient the East Sun-Rising Oran a Port-Towne in Barbarie within the Streictes of Gibraltar P PActolus a riuer in Lydia which after the washing of King Midas is sayd to haue Golden sands Pallas the Goddesse of Arts Wisedome Palaemon a Sea God called also Melicertes Palestine Iudea the holy land first called Cannan Pan the God of Shepheards Pandects Books treating of all manner of Arguments Panchayaâ— Fumes Incense Pannonia Hungary Austria Panope a Sea-Nymph Pandora fayned by Hesiodus to be the first woman and made by Vulcan indued by all the Gods with seueral excellent gifts but afterwarde by Iupiter in his displeasur sent to hir spouse Epimetheus with a Box full of al maÌ„ner of miseries Paphos Archer Cupid the little God of loue Paphian Fier or shott his Arrowes Parrhasius a most excellent painter of Ephesus Parthians a people of Asia excellent Archers and notorious enemies to the Romans Parâ—s an Iland in the Archipelago which diuideth Europe Asia minor wherein is excellent white Marble or Alablaster Parcas Parcae à non parcendo the Destinies or 3. fatal Sisters viz Clotho Lachesis and Atropos Death it selfe the eneuitable end of all Parallels lines euery wher like distant Paradox an argument maintained contrary to the common and receiued opinion Pegasus the flying Horse of Bellerophon which strayning to flye vp to Heaven with his hoofe rased the top of Helicon whence immediatly gushed out a spring which therefore is called Hyppocrene Penelope the most chaste wife of the wandring Prince Vlysses Peneian Uale is Tempe a most pleasant valley in Thessaly on the verge of the Riuer Peneus Pentheus a young Prince who for contemning the drunkeÌ„ feasts of Bacchus was by his owne mother Agaue murdered Peripneumonie the Impostume of the Lungs Perige that point of Heaven wherein the Sun or other planet is neerest to the center of the Earth Persiphone or Proserpine the Queen of Hell and Horror Perseus a most triumphant ChampioÌ„ that rescued Andromeda from the Sea-moÌ„ster who for his prowesse is both by Poets and Astronomers magnified as a God and placed among the Starres Pernassus the mountain of the Muses Persian Monark with the heauen of glasse was Sapores Peru one of the largest and richest parts of America Phaeton the Son of Phoebus who presuming to guide his fathers Chariot set the world on fire and fell himselfe headlong into the Riuer Eridanus Phoebus the Sunne Phalaris a most cruell Tyrant of Agrigent Phalec the sonne of Heber Pharos a Lanthorne Tower to beare a light for the guide of Saylors in a hauen by night also an Iland Phlegon one of the horses of the Sunnes Chariot Phlegeton a Riuer in Hell taken oft for Hell it selfe philtre-charmd inchanted with loue-potions Phantik such as are haunted with strange illuding Visions Philirian Scout the signe Sagittarius Philometor an ancient king of Egypt much giuen to husbandry and delighting in the Countrie life Phlebotomie Bloodletting Phlegmons hot red inflammations of bloud Phrygian Skinker the signe Aquarius Phrixus sister was Helle drowned in Hellespont which of her is so called Phrenzie a most violent and daungerous disease of the braine Phthisik The consumption of the Lungs Phthiriasis the lowsie disease Pica the longing disease of women with childe Physon one of the Riuers in the garden of
translatour This godly Pooeme to a Christian King To him who God in goodnesse hath erect For princely Piller to his owne elect For lawfull Lord to raign with trueth and right For louesom Laurer to the vertuous wight Him I beseech this trauell to defend That to his pleasure I the same may end VVHen Izrell was in quiet rest and peace And fruitfully the ground gaue her encreise Which seauenty yeer vntilled lay beforne And nothing bare but thistle weed and thorne It pleased God vpon his iust correction T' awake his owne that were of his election Least that the longsom peace should them withholde And dull their spirits as doth the warriour bolde Who spoyls his horse with pampring in the stable That makes him for the manaige more vnable He spred their land with bands of enemies stout Whose cloudes of shot bedimd their land about Their Hoaste with arrowes pikes and standards stood The Army of Holopherne As bristle-pointed as a thorniâ— wood Their multitude of men the riuers dri'd Which throw the wealthy Iuda sweet did slide So that flood Iordane finding dry his banke For shame he blusht and down his head he shrankâ— For woe that he his credit could not keep To send one waue for tribute to the deep Scarse had the Haruest-man with hook in hand Dispoylde the fruit and let the stubble stand Scarse had the hungry Gleaner put in bindc The scattered grain the Shearer left behinde And scarse the flapping flaile began to thresh When vnto Iacob newes was brought afresh That Holophern his frontiers did inuade And past all Rivers straits and murders made So vile that none he left that drew the breath But olde and young he put to sodain death The sucking babes vpon their mothers knee His cruell cut-throates made them all to dee Then like a flock of sheep that doth beholde A wolfe come from the wood vpon their fold Shapes no defence but runnes athwart the lands And shortly makes of one a hundreth bands So Isaaks sonnes indreading for to feel This tyrant who pursued them at the heel The Hebrews Dissundring fled and sought their liues to saue In hils and dales and euery desert caue The sheep heard of his flocke had now no care Fear of the enemy But fearing death fled to som mountain bare The Crafts man now his lumes away hath layde The Marchant lest his traffike and his trade To hide himself more safely in a vault Then in a Rampier to sustain th' assault The Lords esteemde them selfes in surer holde In Dennes of beasts then castles gilt with golde Fear lent the wings for aged folke to flie And made them mount to places that were hie Fear made the wofull women for to bear Their cradles sweet to hilles that highest were Fear made the wofull childe to waile and weep For want of speed on foot and hand to creep All where was nothing heard but hideous cries And pitious plaints that did the harts agrise O Lord sayd they wilt thou still day by day The arrowes of thine anger neuer stay Affliction causeth prayer Wilt thou that Calde conquere vs again Shall Iuda yet the Heathen yoke sustain Wilt thou again that they make every towne But stony heaps of houses casten down Again shall sacrilegious fire deuoure Thy holy house where we do thee adore Then Ioachim the priest of God most hie Who ouer Iuda then had chief degrie Stood like a Pylot stout in tempest great Who seeing winde and weather for to threat Yet to his mates his fear no terrour drawes Nor leaues his ship vnto the wrackfull wawes But with disguising fear his face vp casts And stoutly doth gain-stand the balefull blasts Right so this prudent prelate sent in haste Two hundreth men to passe where men were plac't In places strong and thence commanded them For to repair vnto Ierusalem Now since th' Erernall did reueale his will Vpon the sacred top of Syna Hill The Arke of God which wisedom more did holde In Tables two then all the Greeks haue tolde And more then euer Rome could comprehend In huge of learned books that they pend Sam. 1. 4. Long wandred it throw trybes throw kin and kin Sam. 2. 6. And found no certain place of resting in Yea somtime it the shamefull spoyl hath been To sacrilegious hands of Palestine Vntill that time that Iessies holy race For euer lodged it in Iebus place But for that Dauids hands with blood were fiâ—d Ierusalem Throu infinits of humains he had kild The king of peace would haue a king of rest To build his Temple farre aboue the best Sam. 2. 7. His house whose front vpreard so high and eaven That lightlied earth and seem'd to threat the heaven Vntill that wicked time a tyrant vile Of name and deed that bare the semble stile Nabuchadnezar That did this king that building braue he wrackt And to the sacred ground all whole it sackt Yet when long after Abrahms holy race Of Tyger banks had left the captiue place Esd. 6. With combers great they redified with pain That most renowmed house of God again Which though vnto the first it seemd as small As to a Princes house a shepheards hall And though the hugenes were not as it was Yet sure the height and beauty did surpas And overseilde the famous work of Pharie Ephesus Temple and the tombe of Carie The Rhodian Collos and the Caldean wall That Semirame set vp with tourrets tall Also the wondrous work of this same Temple Might serue a Câ—esiphon for his exemple Lysippus eke to carue by square and line Or guide Apelles pensile most divine Heer in this place all Izrel most deuoute Withdrew themselues to Salem round about As when the Heav'n his sluces opens wide And makes the floods vpon the ground to glide The brooks that breaks adoun from diuers hils With course impetuous till one deep distils Amongst the Dames that there deuoutest were The holy Iudith fairest did appear Like Phoebus that aboue the starre doth shine It seem'd that she was made on moulde diuine This primate then assisted with the kinne Of great Eleazar priests whose head and chinne Was neuer shav'n deuoutly on he preast A pearled Myter on his balmed creast And with a holy Alb with garnettes spred And golden Belles his sacred bodie cled And slew and burnt the bulks as was the guise Of many a kid and kalfe for sacrifise And with their blood the Altars hornes he dyed And praying thus to God immortall cryed O Lord of Hoastes we com not vnto thee Prayer To wey our merits with thy maiestie Nor to protest before thy heauenly might That sacklesly thy scourge doth on vs light But rather we confesse as true it is Our sinnes haue iustly merite more then this But Lord if thou thy couenant would forget Which thou with Abrahm made and so wilt set For mercy great thy iustice most seuear Thou should a greater plague vpon vs rear Change then our proces from thy iustice seat And