daies of Jove Tâ—e simple world was all compos'd of love V. Britannia's Pastorals Lib. 2. Song 3. Boet. Matam lib. 2. Met. 5. Juvenal Sat. 6. Tibullus Lib. 1. Eclog. 3. Goodly Like a ship in her full trim Portly Stately Mooving in state Like the sayling swan Mooving with a portly grace Gorgon Medusa's snaky head which who looks on Is strait congealed to a sencelesle stone On whom Minerva her due vengeance takes In turning of her radiant haires to snakes For her unlawful pleasures in her fane From whose hot blood when her bold Perseus slew Thence Pegasus and thence Chrysaor flew Under the frosty Atlas clâ—ffie side Grape The juicie burden of the vine The spicie clusters of the vine The juicie vines attire The purple pendants of the vine The dangling jewels of the clustered vine The swelling clusters great with child of Bacchus Giving the eyes a pleasant tast Before they give the mouth repast Grasse The mountains motley lock The green plush of the plains The enameli'd vallies flowrie fleece The chequered vesture of the Meads Dressing the vallies in their shaggie freeze The tufted mantle of the fields The earths green Summer gown Grave v. Stoick Sâ—ldome he smiles and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing That looks with such Majestick grace ' As if he sway'd an Empire in his face The Grave Tomb Urn shrine monument shrowd vault charnel Last home The cold bed The common Inne The harder Lodging of mortality deep Goal of Death The chaâ—itable honouâ— The everlasting bed Which makes no changing of the Sheets Earths dark bosome Deaths cold embers Deaths melancholy dungeon Caves of death The cabinet where is laid the pawn for the Souls re-turn The bed of clay The wormie bed Deaths publick tiring house where all men must Measure their cold proportion in the dust That locketh up our scattered dust That she must audit upon trust That quiet closet of content The childs portion our common mother bequeaths her children Dusty confinement of the body That dusty bed Where unfelt worms are all the fleas are bred â—ithin whose dusty Territories plowmen are full Compeers to Kâ—ngs where the spade may challenge precedence â—f the Scepter and where the mitre may not contest with the â—â—â—tock There where the weary from their labours rest Nor pisoners there inforced by torments cry 〈◊〉 fearlesse by their old tormentors lie â—he mean and great on equall basis stand No servants there obey nor Lords command Where all in silence mourn From whose dark shores no travellers return A Land where death confusion endlesse night And horrour reign where darknesse is their light Great Of the Gigantick Size The Folio of nature or of art Natures text-hand Natures great capital letters Of vast proportion Large Dimensions Grief v. Melancholy That froward Scholler in Arithmetick Who doth Division and Substraction flie And onely learns to adde and multiply Beauties moth cancker Daughter of care and misery Souls-afflicting vineger To Grieve v. Mourn Lament Groan v. Sigh The end of this gave life unto a groan As if her life and it had been but one Sad symptome of oppressing misery Wounding the pitying air Grove v. Dark Silent VVood. All husht and silent as the mid of night Birds that compassion from the rocks could bring Had onely license in that place to sing Whose dolefull notes the melancholy Cat Close in an hollow tree sat wondring at Trees nod their curled heads as they would be The judges to approve their melodie Where Fairies danc'd and Shepherds quills In sweet contention past the tedious day Dark silent grovâ— profan'd by no unholy love Where witty melancholy ne'r Did carve the trees or wound the air Where nought except a solitary spring Was ever heard to which the Nymphs did sing Narcissus obsequies The scattered grove Leads winter shelters and gives summer bowers As with the flood in courtesie it strove And by repulsing the sharp Northern showers Courts the proud Castle who by turning to her Smiles to behold the wanton wood nymph wooe her A bushie grove pricking the lookers eye Where every morn a quire of Sylvans song And leavs to chattering winds serv'd as a tongue By which the water turns in many a ring As if it fain would stay to hear them sing And on the top a thousand young birds flie To be instructed in their harmonie Gâ—ilty v. Blush Whose guiltinesse betraying blushes speak That makes his fault legible in his cheeks His trembling lips and his disjointed word Attainted breast The conscious thoughts Gyant Sighing out clouds of breath From his great yawning nostrils the earths bold sons A moving rock a walking stalking tower Great stones he flung Like quarries by a warlick engine slung A walking Aetna natures great Folio A stalking mast Natures text-hand Natures whole cloth He that saw him goe Would think some steeple reeled to and fro When the dreadfull monster stir'd His massie limbs beneath his feet hee reaâ—'d A cloud of dust and wheresoe'r he went Flight fear and death his ghastly steps attend That swears by great Mahoon moving mount of flesh Corflambo Garuganâ—uâ— Colbrand Brandamart Typhoeus Antiphaâ—es Polyphemus Brontes Steropes Pyracmâ—n The serpent footed issue that durst invade And would on heaven their hundred hands have laid Tirans Mimas Porphyrian Enceladius Rhaetus â—reat sons of earth Of large dimensions The great hill-lifters Gunnes Engins whose rude throats The immortall Joves great thunder counterfeit The weighty circumstance of glorious war â—iâ—ick thunder â—pes of thunder Whose vast throats disgorge And with loud thunder belch their angry language Vomiting out digested into flame What was but dust cramm'd in Cowardly cruelty That date not speak nor do but at a distance H. Hair THE heads native ornament Natures shadow Locks like streams of liquid amber Smoothly dangling seem'd to spread Curtains fit for beautes chamber Hangings fit for beauties bed Of which slender golden sleave Love his wanton nets did weave The strings of Cupids bow Venus trammells Sleavy Amber Cupids sleavy chains Insnaring nets like to the rayes Wherewith the sun doth diaper the seas Had fair Arachne wrought her hair When she for skill with Pallas did compare Minerva's work had never been esteeem'd The silken fringes of the head Her hair was rold in many a curious fret Like to a rich and artfull Coronet Upon whose arches twenty cupids lay And were or tied or loath to flie about Such hair As those that lay their tresses to the Sun View hers and see if theirs be not agreeing To roll them up as scarcely worth the seeing Her tresses far more fair Would shew in heaven then Berecynthians hair Her plenteous hair in curled billows swims On her bright shoulders and harmonious limbs The flaxen wealth of nauture The dangling curls The bounteous treasure of her hair Whose dangling tresses if they had been shorn Yet never cut and unto Colchas born They had allur'd the
slavish servile detested crooked odious painful displeasing tyrannous Youth Unbrideled wild hot fresh loose manly blooming vigorous ungoverned unruly amotous giddy immoderate flowing waxie pliant budding green rude raw unexperienced untutor'd active stirring unreined lustful smiling downy wanton vernant burning coltish able intemperate dissolute untamed proud ambitious voluptuous luxurious unwary rash haire-braind inconsiderate flowry lascivious soft tender free boyling impatient furious hardy unwise lively quick-headed impetuous audacious daring couragious sprightful active generous chearful merry ingenious witty briske neat inconstant sportive gamesome frolick jovial cholerick uncontrolled unmellow unripe unfledge sleeke smooth unsifted unreclaimed indiscreet riotous Z. Zeal COouragious industrious religious affectionate passionate vertuous fervent hot burning ardent officious pious sacred inflaming flamy devoted superstitious ravisht intemperate wel-tempered careful cordial hearty hot-mouthed frantick Zephirus Balmy spicy flowry cooling life-breathing life-infusing courteous mild kind odorous winged warme swift-winged wanton enamoured Zodiak Crooked painted starry heaven-girdling sparkling star-enameld star-embossed Zoylus Envious calumniating backbiting babling biting injurious detracting convitious barking carping reproachful snarling supercilious disdainful lashing captious censorious exceptious currish capricious invective sharp-toothed tongue-wounding quipping girding jeering snapping condemning reviling unknowing ignorant fantastick grinning Who with condemning eyes doth on me look Is that which gives a period to my book FINIS The ENGLISH PARNASSUS A. Abel DEaths first fruits Deaths handsel who first did lead That way which all succeeding men must tread Envies first object who first did feel the hand of fate In a short life and cursed brothers hate The first of martyrs The worlds proto-marryr Murthers first essay who first bedew'd the ground With drops of blood showâ—'d from his gushing wound whose blood doth cry And with revengeful language pierce the skie Abortive v. Embrion whom untimely birth Excus'd from all the sorrowes of the earth Imperfect Embrion Half-made man that from the wombe Took but his rise to leap into the tombe Finding a night before they see a morne The wombe Is both his crable and his tombe Abraham That miracle of faith abstract of obedience Great soul of faith who with unpalsied hands Can sacrifice his son when God commands Whose countless issue did in number vse With all those lights that twinkle in the skie whose pious prayer Hid sav'd five Cities if ten had been there As righteous as he Isaacs old fire Sarah's loyal mate Great Terah's faithful son Absolom Davids rebellious son That piece of ill plac'd beauty Whose chiefest ornament beâ—â—â—e The instrument of death and shame That double Rebel who at once did do What were too much of crime though shar'd to two Whom neither civil nor domestick law Neither a father nor a king can aw And keep from treasonable acts Who in incestious pleasures bathing lay And made the blushing sun close up the day Amaz'd to see such acts as those were done At once both by a subject and a son Envying his father should enjoy alone By him unrival'd either bed or throne Abstemious v. Temperate One that in wine tasts water in water wine As if he had drunk of the Clytorian fount which who so tasts nere after relish wine One that can slake His thirst with waters of the running lake Whose drink 's of natures brewing Who if his drink but a cold moysture have No other qualities doth in it crave And with a rich contentment can resigne To others all the pleasures of the vine Absurd things indecently joyned So have I seene the pride of Natures store The orient pearl chaind to the sooty Moore So hath the diamonds bright ray been set In night and wedded to the Nigro jet Like Delphins ranging in the wood Whilst boars are swimming on the flood Heaven and hell together lie With reconcil'd antipathie Acheron The joyless lake the flaming torrent gloomy water dismal wave Where never fish were seen to play Nor water Nymphs to keepe their holy-day The sad infernal streame the moate of hell Where the sad Furies bath their ugly limbs Achilles Faire Thetis godlike son Chirons stour pupil The Trojans fear and hate Unvanquisht mortal that from Thetis sprang He whom the silver footed goddess bore That brave attemprive spirit that could feele Deaths wounding stroke at no place but his heele Swift as the dart he cast as arrowes fleete Who though he best could laest did use his feete He for whose armes such sterne debate did rise That Ajax would not live without the prize Actaeon Unhappy hunter who became To his own dogs th' unlucky game By whom was naked in the fountain seene The beauty of the quiver-bearing Queen whom his own dogs did teare Transform'd into the figure of a deare who as he flies Wonders at the new swiftness of his thighes Adam The highest pitch of perfect nature The lively image of the great Creatour In whom comprized was what ever can Belong to the perfection of a man Reasons eldest master Gods eldest son That Universal father The general kinsman That spring of men Manhood without foregoing infancy Adamant The unrelenting stone Which nought can break but the warm blood of Goats Which fire cannot warme nor hammer bruise Poyson hating stone cut with nothing but it selfe Admire v. Wonder Admiration strikes mine eyes And all my apprehensive faculties To view with wondering amazed admiring eies With adoration to admire I 'me ravisht with just wonder To scatter the spirits in admiration Intranc'r with wonder Struck with admiring wonderment All eies that saw their lids with wonder raised Admirable v. Incredible Transcending the power of a strong belief The greaeest miracle that ever challenged wonder Each thing we see did yeeld-subject for admiration Where art and miracle draw equal breath The amazed beholders wondering eyes Were taken captive with the sight So much of miracle it hath Adonis Venus fair minion He whom his sister bore his grandsires son Faire but unhappy hunter in whom the foamie boare Sheath'd his sharp tushes wounded late before Adorne To grace embellish enamel beautifie fringe lace edge embroyder embosse enchase inlay spangle sleeke smooth file enrich varnish Adultery Adulterer The beast with two backs Adulterate mixture Stoln pleasures of the lustful bed Loves felony Venus theft That unrepaired injury Hymens high treason disloyal traitor to the marriage bed Stoln meetings in unlawful sheetes Whose longing eyes wait for the twilight Adversity v. Miserable The spight of srowning fortune Fortunes storme Fortunes clowdy brow The melice of the angry fates Heavens sowre and most malignant influence The schoole of patience Unstâ—ppy opportunity to try a friend The souls night clothes Aeacus Grim Judge of trembling ghosts Inâ—zorable shade Hells sterne triumâ—â—â— Witty inventor of sad punishment Aeneas Anchyses pious son Cytherean Heroe Venus loved darling That truest Trojan The Trojans glory and their hope More valour mixâ— with greater piety Then was in him the world could nere discrie Who on his shoulders with triumphant joy Bore his old father from the
Aristorle v. Learned Atlas of learning Magazin of arts That walking library Great Alexanders Tutors The learned Stagyrite Monarch of sciences That ruled as he thought fit The whole monopoly of wit Soul of philosophy Natures great torch Plate's great scholler Great Register of Natures secrets Armes Delicious armes In whose white circle love writ all his charmes Faire Cynthia wisht his armes might be her sphere Grief makes her pale because she moves not there Sweet fleshy prison Whose sweet embraces might quicken death Whiter than Juno's were sufiduing charmes The ivory prison of her armes Loves swathing bands Happy bondage Cupids shâ—kles Armes Armour Harness habilaments greaves guyses van-brasse pouldron coâ—selet gantlet curasse shield helmet sallet target burganeâ— â—uâ—rions tates Enclosed about With glittering walls of steele Hous'd in steele cas'd box'd in armes coated in mayle Arrow v. Swift The feathered wood outruns the hunting eye And cuts a passage through the yeelding skie Whose sharpned point cleaves the divided aire The bows swift messenger with an angry errand Artificial That net of brasse which Vulcan did bestow About the guilty bed could never show Such art Natures ape Here went beyond her copy in the shape Where art and miracle draw equal breath Others men wonder at but this adore VVhere art it self might go to schoole And all her skill taught hence to this referre Asse That slow dull creature which doth learn far more By punishments than precepts That beast which old Silenus doth bestride VVhen he amongst his Nimphs and Satyrs rides Assent VVith glad alowance gave his counsel eare To give a yeelding obedient eare Astonisht v. Amazed VVhose soul is gone upon some serious etrand And left the corps in pawn till it come back Amated stupified To stand like stags at gaze Stand as with ghosts affrighted The understandings extasie Intranced soul Astraea VVhich when the other goddesses were gone Remained in the hated earth alone The glittering Virgin of the Zodiack Just Virgin goddesse That bears the equal sword Astronomer Register of heaven privie counsellour to the planets A breathing almanack The heavens notary Star-cleark Star-divine That walks along the lofty stars And backs the clouds sitting on Atlas crown That stars prophtick language understand That know aright The Gods and all the orbes to whom for fight Of planets and the motions of each star Not great Egyptian Memphis might compare That wisely studious are To trace the motions of each star How swift they travel and how far That with their Jacobs staffe can walk to heaven VVhose eyes dismount the highest spheare That bores And threads the sphears with his quick piercing mind He views their stations walks from doore to doore Surveyes as if he had design'd To make a purchase there he sees their dances Their full-eyed aspects and their secret glances That search the courses of the rolling spheares That audit of the stars have made Have measured heaven conceived how earths thick shade Eclypst the silver browes of Cynthia bright And her browne shadow quencht her brothers light The true Endymions that embrace above Upon mount Latmos their imperial love Great Queen of heaven about whose bed for guard Millions of archers with gold shields do ward True Atlasses the pillars of the poles Empyreal pallace that send Their spies to see what 's done in every spheare Keeping their state intelligences there The hungry star-fed tribe well skil'd in heavens Physiognomy Talmud Albumazer and Erra Pater That know the heavens as if they had been there And helpt each Angel turn about his spheare The earthly Godfathers of heavenly lights And give a name to every fixed star That to the heavens direct their curious eyes And send their minds to walke the sparious skies That walk by Cynthia 's light and lift their eyes To view the ordered armies of the skies The heavens they measure with imagin'd lines And when the Northern Hemispheare declines New constellations in the south they find Asswage To calme still quiet sing asleepe to lullaby slake coole compose to give allay pacifie Atheist v. Wicked That knowes no God more mighty than his mischiefes Whose wickednesse is grown to such an height As makes the earth groane to support its weight That pursue Deeds after which no mischief can be new To whom murthers are but resolute acts and treasons matters of greater consequence Doing such things as might the Devil shame Which if in hell no other pains there were Makes men fear hell because they must be there Replenisht villain Abstract of all vice Stigian quintessence for whose sinful sake Schoolemen new tenements in hell must make Whom neither law Of God or man can keepe in aw Fearing that God he flouts at and dreading that deity which he denies Athens The city nam'd by Pallas Minerva's sacred city The learned noursery of Greece Mopsopian Gecropian University Erecthaean towers Pallas beloved city Atlas Whose brawny shoulders boulster up the stars Where Titans panting steeds his chariot steepe And bathe their fiery feâ—locks in the deepe Knocking his browes against heavens brazen doore Whose lofty pillars tack Heaven to the earth Which shrouds His airy head in hanging clouds He that the noble burthen bears And on his back supports the sphears Attend. Attentive To hear with such attention As if they heard the inquired oracle Pronouncing of thair fare As if the words they heare Were not received but grafted in the eare And with a greedy eare Devoured up his discourse To hear with sucking ears Eare was al their sence To drink with thirsty ears The soul climbes up into the eare With double ravishment She hung uppon his melting lips attent With greedy ear she hung Upon his words dropt from his melting tongue With due attention lent a chained eare The soul dwelt in the ears A melting eare Prepared for soft attention To tye chain linke lock the eares unto the tongue Still silence did enlarge the eare For quick attention The soul is planted in the ear Every sense made hast to be all ear The greedy ear clings to the speakers lips Avarice v. Covetousness Augurs That lightnings motions understand Birds flight and entrals op't Who divine by sight Of slain beasts entrals and the various flight Of birds Aurora v. Morning The blushing goddesse which doth sway The dewie confines of the night and day Who fâ—om the glowing East displaies Her purple doores and odoriferous bed VVith plenty of dew-dropping roses spread VVhich as she in her lightsome chariot rides Scatters the light from off her saff on wheeles Aged Tithonus beaureous wife Memnons fair mother The Muse patronesse Autumn Pomona loads her lap with delicates Winter begins to chide away the flowers Smeard with crusht Lyaeus blood The sober mean twixt youth and age more staid And temperate in summers wain repaires His reverent temples sprinckled with gray haires The evening of the year when the thresht sheaâ—e Looseth its grain and every tree its leaf When birds do cease their notes And stately forrests â—'on their
shore An heap of bodies shipwrackt on the sea I write and having written I destroy Because my lines have bounds but not my joy So joyes the Pilot that hath scap't a grave In the swell'd bosome of an angry wave And after all his shipwrack't hopes at last Doth in that port his joyful anchour cast Which hath occasioned many pious aires And been the subject of his serious praiers Can fate present What after this I can call discontent More proud am I of this than Phaeton When Phoebus flaming chariot he did guide Before he knew the danger coming on Or else than Jason when from Colchos he Returned with the fleeces victory Then on his neck shedding a shower of joy That ten-years travell'd Greek return'd from sea Nere joyd so much to see his Ithaca Pouring himself into embracements Loosing himself in Labyrinths of joy So joy'd Andromeda freed from her chaines And the grim monster His breast scarce holds his joyes whose fancy works On golden wonders I know not whether I then was more compos'd of joy or joy of me for I seemed not merty but mirth it self As glad as was the wandering youth of Greece When he from Colchos brought the golden fleece Like sea-men that descry the land at last For whose glad sight they get the hatches under And to the Ocean tell their joyes in thunder Shaking those barnackles into the sea At once that in the wombe and cradle lay As Nymphs and Shepheards when the timbrell rings Or crooked Dolphin when the saylour sings Whose joy and mirth Transcends the united pleasures of the earth What angels tongue can let The world conceive our pleasures when we met Who could have seen how that kind Roman dame Orecome with joy did yeild her latest breath Her son returning laden with such fame When thankful Rome had mourned for his death Might have beheld her personated right When I approached to sight Like as a man whose hourely wants implore Each meals relief trudging from doore to doore That hears no dialect from churlish lips But newes of Beadles and their torruring whips Takes up perchance some unexpected treasure New-lost departs and joyful beyond measure Is so transported that he scarce believes So great a truth and what his eye perceives Not daring trust fearing it is some vision Or flâ—ttering dream deserving but derision I am too narrow to contain my joy The Merchant when he plowes the angry seas And sees the mounting billowes fall upon him As if all elements and all their anger Were turn'd into one vow'd destruction Shall not with greater joy embrace his safety My joy cannot shew it self modest enough without the badge of bitternesse my tears My plenteous joyes Wanton in fulnesse seeke to hide themselves In drops of sorrow Imparadis'd An extasie of joy Drunken with joy Ready to leap out of their skin Glove Whose fine proportion showed well what a dainty guest was wont to be lodged therein The hands sheath Glutton v. Voluptuous That dis-people all the elements to please their palates That impoverish seas And aire dispeople their proud tast to please That greedy tyrant to obey Who varies still his tribute with the day His health by surfets forfeiting Veâ—st only in the kitchen Alchimy Philosophy To tire their glutted appetite Chain'd by the teeth unto their meat and drink Digging his own grave with his teeth Witty and ambitious appetite Three elements at least dispeopled be To satisfie judicious gluttony Nice palates Knowing stomachs That never fast but presently after dinner The whole world is his confectionary Banquet beagles That wears his brains in his belly That cannot judge the controverted câ—se Twixt meat and mouth without the bribe of sauce That gull the seas Their witty appetite to please That eat The heads of parâ—ets tongues of nightingales The brains of peacocks and of ostriches And could they get the Phoenix Though nature lost her kind she were their dish Apicius Geta Galba Vitellius Heliogabalus Sybarites Abderites Sardanapalus Goates The bearded heard The wanton flocks The bleating flocks Which powle the steepest mountains motly rocks God Almighty essence arbiter of fate Who wisely governs what he did create Whose unresisted hands do tear The clouds with dreadful thunder The great Disposer The gâ—eat director of the rolling stars Emperour of Angells King of stars The great Creatour To whom nothing's so great as to resist nothing so smal as to be contemned The first and last of things Whose great arme spans the East and West And tacks the center to the sphear The great Three-one That sees the secret chambers of the heart And with his knowledge can prevent our thoughts Goodnesse's eternal fountain Searcher of the heart The spirit that all the world maintains And the poiz'd earth in empty aire susteins Great self-subsisting nature One accent of whose breath hath power To ruine heaven and earth and in an houre To build a thousond more The worlds great Architect That his mansion hath on high Above the reach of mortal eye All living creatures that doth feed And with full hand supply their need That with his miracles doth make Amazed heaven and earth to shake That by his all commanding might Did fill the new-made world with light Gods Eternal beings Awfull powers Immortal essences Heavâ—nly dwellers The blest Celestials The deathlesse powers Heaven imbowred Gods That on immortal thrones reside Heavens tenants that in heavenly Halls Haveblest abodes Ever-being states The heavenly housed powers Skie-thron'd powers Heaven-housed states Deities Immortal Synod of the glorious skie That do the fates eternal courses know And tell of things to come That have the power To trouble or compose all things below their bower The powers that never vary state Immorral guests Which with Ambrosia and Nectar feast Great Berecynthia's deathlesse prâ—geny To Go up and down To keep their pathes To apply their steps To taske their steps to To divide their nimble paces To taske the feet Direct the steps Gold Pretious dirt Fairer dunghill Mechanick trash Jove knew thee when he courted Danaae And Cupid wears thee on that arrowes head That still prevailes On Ida once the Martial maid Venus and Juno did to mortal eyes Naked for thee their sacred bodies show The bait of avarice The glittering oare India's rich bowels Tagus Pactolus sands The misers God The general charme Bright son of Sol much brighter than his father The golden ore That lies on Tagus or Pactolus shore That pure sand The Indians find upon Hydaspes strand The golden apples of the Hesperides The golden fleece The Golden number Golden rule Bills of this metal slackt At'lanta's pace And on the amorous youth bestow'd the race Venus the Nimphs mind measuring by her own Whom the rich spoiles of cities overthrown Had prostrated to Mars could well advise Th' adventurous lover how to gain the prize Nor lesse may Jupiter to gold 〈…〉 For when he turn'd himselfe in 〈…〉 Who can blame Danaaeor the bâ—â—â—en tower That they withstood not th'
that hinders the quick busie the eye From reading ore the face Beauties defence vaile of deformitie May v. Spring Flowers When the Eâ—sterne morne Doth with her summer robes the plaines adorne And hangs on every bush a liquid pearle Triumphant month Tâ—e gaudy Queene Whose early breaking day Calls Ladies from their easie beds to view Sweet Mâ—ia'â— pride and the discoloured hiew Of dewie brested Flora. Who from her green lap throwes The yâ—llow cowslâ—p and the pale primrose The month that doth inspire Mirâ—h and youth and waâ—me desire Woods and groves are of her dressing Hill and dale doe boast her blessing Medea That great enchantresse which once took such paines To force young blood in Aesons withered veines And from groves mountains hâ—lls and moorish fenns Us'd all the heaâ—bs oâ—dain'd for th' use of men And in the powerful potion that she makes Puts blood of men of birds of beasts of snakes The Colchion Queen Jasons deserted wife She that the â—aste to stay Of her pâ—rsuing father in the way Strow'd her torne brothers limbs Helpt by whose charmes Jason brought once to Greece The weâ—lthy purchase of the golden fleece v. Ovids Metam lib. 7. Medusa The snake-hair'd mother of the winged steed The sterne eyed Gorgon which could turne to stone All that her view'd Whose hoâ—rid shape Perseus did safely eye In his bright Targets clear refulgencie Her gastly head he from her shoulders took Ere heavy sleep her and her snakes forsook And thence Chrysaor and his winged brother Sprung from the blood of their new slaughtered mother Whose passing beauty was the only scope Of mens affections and their onely hope Yet was not any part of her more rare So say they that have seen her than her haire Whom Neptune in Minerva's fane comprest Joves daughter with the Aegis on her brest Hid her chast blushes and due vengeance takes By turning of the Gorgons hairs to snakes Melancholy Whose armes infolding tie A drowsie knot upon his carelesse breast Whom inward melancholy hath made weary Of the worlds eyâ—s So retired and solitary as if his only comfort were the want of a comforter Hands indented one with another Onely rich in unfortunate remembrances to whose heart even trifling nâ—i fortunes come To make up the roll of a griev'd memory Speaking by piecemeales as if the tempest of passion unorderly blew out his words As melancholy as a gyb'd cat as a lodge in a warren as a snaile as an hoblouse or a lug'd bear Gâ—ven â—vâ—r to silence and sadnâ—sse Sorrow is made by custome so habitual 'T is now part of his nature Melancholy the worst natural parasite whosoever feeds him shall nâ—ver be rid of him With his hat like a penthouse ore the shop of his eyes and his arms a crosse his thin bellied doublet like a rabit on a spit sitting like patience on a monument smiling at griefe That surly spirit That bakes the blood and makes it grosse and thick Dropping his tears upon one place As if he meant to fret himselfe a grave Drooping like over-ripened corne Hanging the head at Ceres plenteous load Fixing his eyes upon the sullen earth That looks on all things as the history of Japan or the affaires of another world All whose pleasure is dependant Upon exteriour divertisements One fallen cut with the world and therefore resolves to be reveng'd of himself Fortune hath denied him in somâ—thing and he takes pet and will be miserable in spite An arch enemy to an hatband He is much displeased to see men merry and wonders what they can find to laugh at He never drawes his lips above a smile and frownes wrinke him before forty Loathed melancholy of Cerberus and blackest midnight borne Melt The pliant wax melts not before the fire With such submission nor the grassie spire Crusted with ice before the thawing ray Which Phaebus darts when he divides the day Into its equal halfes Like wax before the scorching flame Or snow before the sun Like waxen statues which the witches frame When they are roasted by the charmed flame Like melting bullets by the slinger cast Melts away Like ice before the suns dissolving ray As floods which frosts in â—cie fetters bind Thaw with the approaching sun or southern wind So the Hymeâ—â—â—an wax Relents with heat which chaâ—ing thumbes reduce To plâ—ant formes Memory The eyes true register The peasants booke Times wealthy treasurer Warder of the brain The souls stomach Treasure house of the mind Mother of the Muses Mother of experience The souls exchequer Merhhants Sons of Avarice who but to share â—â—certain treasure with a certain care â—â—mpt death in the horrid Ocean That proudly plough the troubled Maine That climbe steepe mountains for the sparkling stone â—â—rcing the center for the shining oare And the Oceans bosome to rake pearly sands Crâ—ssing the torrid and the frozen zone â—idst rocks and swallowing gulfes for gainful trade The embarked traders on the floods Who by trading claspe the â—sland to the continent and â—â—â—k one country to another Those excellent Cardiners making their own country â—â—ing forth all things Deceitful merchants take a mans purse and never bid him stand Mercurie Joves son of fulgent Pleias bred Joves winged pursuiâ—ant Atlantiades The God that bears the drowsie rod. Cyllenius The winged legate of the Gods Joves winged Herald Embassadour Maâ—a's craâ—ty son He that swaies the Caduceus Pleionâ—'s Nâ—phew Heavens verger The faithful messenger to Joves designes Heavens considerate spie The Argus-killing God The crafty God that bears the rod of gold The quaint tongu'd issue of great Atlas race Heavens pursurvant whose brawny armes extend The wing'd Caducâ—us Great Atlas daughters son The interpreter of the Gods He that some ghosts do call from hell And others drives unto that darksome cell Wâ—th winged feet that traceth through the aire Merry v. Glad Joy I do not feele the weight of clay about me I am all aire or of some quicker element I have purg'd out all that was earth about me And walk as free a soul as in the separation Oâ—e whose heart stands on the wind side of care Never sad but when she sleeps and that is oft too broke with laughing Meteors Comets That play their fiery friscolls in the aire The glozing meteors in a starry night Prankt with the bristles of anothers light Milke The infants wine The whiter blood Te nectar of the dugge Milkey way By which the Gods resort Unto th' Almighty Thunderers high Court With ever open doores on either hand Of nobler deiâ—ies the houses stand The vulgar dwell disperst the chief and great In front of all their shining mansions sheate The star-enamâ—l'd Galaxie Heavens Watling street Hevens regent walks Fram'd of many namelesse stars The milke which gusht from Juno's Whiter breast In heaven that splendent paâ—h and circle drew From whence the name as erst the colour grew And troops of unseen stars there joyne their light And with united splendour shine more bright And souls of Heroes from
light that takes his morning crown And in the Evening layes his glory dowâ— Phoebus burning throne The dayes bright champion Sols orient shrine Greatest torch of heaven The bright surveyor of the heavens That each day goes his golden pilgrimage Whose flaming hair Doth every day gild either Hemisphere Dayes gloâ—ious Prince the father of the year Fountain of light heavens richest gem Heavens golden headed Charioter Lord of heat viceroy of nature King of lights By whose male force is all we have begor Tâ—e curl'd paâ—e waggoner of heaven â—mperor of light King of Planets Soveraign of the stars Monarch of dayes and years The Persian Deity Father of winged time The worlds surveying lamp Which with his hot steeds guides the winged day He who alone can tame Those Steeds which from their nostrils vomit flame The tardie year I measuâ—e I am he Who see all objects and by whom all see Dâ—yes lofty going flame The King of flames Monarch of light great Hyperions golden throne That opes the pleasant sweets of May. That runs the gloâ—ious round Unweaâ—ied traveller The Soveraign of heavens golden fires That hâ—th his forehead circled in With many clear beams and shâ—rp pointed ray And drives the puâ—ple chariot of the day Who in his flamâ—ng chariot rides And with perpetuall motion time divides Great King of day from whose far darting eye Night wandring stars with fainting splendour flâ—â— The worlds bright eye Careering daily once about the skie The lights bright chariot Heavens burning Axle-tree The prince of planets with his locks of amber The glorious governour of day The bold fac'â— lampe Phaebe's bright brother The illustrious soveraigne of the day That hath the guidance of the day Instated all alone Amidst the planets in his burning throne Distributeth abroad with large extent Light both unto the stars and firmament Whose heat and light Makes creatures warme and bright Great glory of the skie That gilds the streams with heavenly Alchimy That all the world doth lighten with his ray Phe Pythian knight Illustrious officer of day That strips the mountains of their snowie shirts The Ocean of light The Persians shining God Phaebus bright chariot by Vulcan wrought The beam and axle tree of massie gold On silver spokes the golden fellies roll'd Rich gems and chrysolites the harnesse deckt Which Phaebus beams with equall light reflect That eye of day That in twelve measur'd houres doth survey The moity of earth Natures lusty Paramour Who by the clear extension of his light Chaseth from earth the impious sons of night Whose beams the various formes of things display Like multitude of figures wrought in clay Sun Rising v. Morning Sun Set. v. Evening Surgeon That hath some businesse about the building of the litle house of man whereof nature is as it were the tiler and he the plaisterer His gains are very ill got for he lives by the hurts of the common wealth He differs from a physitian as a sore doth fâ—om a disease He is a reasonable cleanly man considering the scabs he hath to deal with Swains v. Shepherds That barb the fields and to their merry teams Thistle their passions â—â—â—ched all day with his own scalding heat â—â—ved with keen sith the glory and delight â—â—motley meadows â—â—ich with their whistling hearten on their team All whose theam â— of their oxen and their team â—â—e piping lads that sound their sprightly strains â—hilst they their fleecy troops drive o'r the plains Swannes VVhich claps her silver wings â—â—d in the sedges of Meander sings VVhich many a day â—n the streams swelling breast hath had its play â—â—d on the panting billows bravely rides â—hilst Countrey lasses walking on the sides â—â—mire her beauty and with clapping hands â—â—ould force her leave the streams and tread the sands â—hat adde harmonious pleasures to the streams â—â—ffling their plumes come gliding on the Lake The air resounds the motions of their wings â—hen over plains they flie in ordered ranks â—o sport themselves upon Caysters banks â—â—at on Caysters bank when death doth come â—â—â—h sweetly sing an Epicedium That sadly sings 〈◊〉 mournfull dirge to the silver springs â—â—hich carelesse of his song glide sleeping by â—â—ithout one murmure of kind Elegiâ— Swear 〈◊〉 if they meant t' unstar the sphears with oaths â—â—at oft names God in oaths and onely then VVhose best of Rhetorick is a full mouth'd oath with a graceâ—e grace V. Forms of protesting Sweat â—ds of sweat stand moist upon thy brow â—ke bubbles in a late disturbed stream â—â—e watry bubbles of the painfull brow â—face froth'd o'r with sweat â—â—ir bosomes bath'd and steep'd in frothy sweat Drown'd in the native deluge of his sweat The sweat came gushing out from every pore And on his head a standing mist he wore Springs of sweat did in his forehead rise Sweat embalms His varnisht forehead Sweet smelling Zephyrus breaths not with a sweetergale Through groves of Sycamore A breath compos'd of odours Sweet as Panchaian fumes As the sweet sweat of tosesin a Still Or that which from chas'd Musk cats pores doth tril As th' Almighty balm of th' early east Like the Sabaean airs which as they fly Perfume with sweets the morning Majesty Like to the Phenix nest when she her wain Of age repairs and sows her self again Or when that balmy load she doth transfer Her cradle and her parents sepulcher To Heliopolis Apollo's Town And on his flamy Altar layes it down A place that breath'd perfumes Her words embalmed in so sweet a breath That made them triumph both on time and death Whose fragrant sweets Since the Cameleon knew And tasted of he to this humour grew Left other elements held this so rare That since he never feeds on ought but air Oh how the flowers prest with their treading on them Strove to cast up their heads to look upon them And jealously the buds that so had seen them Sent out their sweetest smells to come between them As fearing the perfume lodg'd in their powers If known would make men quite neglect the flowers The nard breaths never so nor so the rose when the namour'd spring by kissing blows Soft blushes on her cheeks nor th' early east Vying with Paradise â—'th Phenix nest As it the nard expires Perfuming Phenix like his funerall fiâ—es The winds of Paradise send such a gale More pretious breath than which moves The whispering leaves in the Panchaian groves Arabian wind whose breathing gently blows â—â—le to th' violet blushes to the rose â—â—ever yield an odour rich as this â—hen the Phenix from the flowry east â—â—s the sweet treasure of her perfum'd nest â—â—et as the proudest treasures of the east â—â—et as the Indian Cane As flaming gums â—â—agrant as the morning rose â—â—t as Panchaian gums or Frankincense â—myrrhe nor Cassia nor the choice perfumes â—untouch'd nard or Aromatick fumes â— hot Arabia doth enrich the air 〈◊〉 more delicious sweetnesse 〈◊〉 ever smelt the breath of morinng flowers 〈◊〉 sweetned with the dew of
Soul entrancing laies Harmonious language Victory v. Valiant Triumph Victory doth play upon their dancing banners Upon their swords Sâ—ts laurell'd victory and smooth successe Is strew'd before their feet Returnes laden with spoyles and honour Bright conquest doth her silver wings display Perch't on their standards Victory their inheritance Doubtful victory The wars successe in doutful ballance hunge Slow vâ—ctory in choice yet what to do With doubtfull wings 'twixt either army flew Conquest with doubtfull 〈◊〉 Hover'd upon their lances The ballances of fate did equal stand For either Army They fight on equall terms Fortune deliberates As not resolved yet what she should do On equall hopes they both engaged were And fury joyn'd with fury equal held The ballance straight whilst doubting victory Seem'd not a while resolved whose to be Like to the mornings fight When dying clouds contend with growing light Vine The limber tree that yields the sprightly drink Bacchus uxorious tree Grape charged tree That bears the juicie clusters Life chearing tree Which cut abounds With budding gems and prospers in her wounds Violent Like lightning crushing through the justled clouds As when a tempest raves Stoops from the clouds and cuffs the swelling waves Then like a Lybian lion round beset Arm'd with an high despair and rage as great Carelesse of wounds and weapons forth he goes And sells a loathed life dear to his foes As heavens sulphureous flash Against proud mountains surly brows doth dash As hasty powder fir'd Doth hurry from the fatall Canons womb Like that fierce bird which from the yielding skies At Joves command with fierie lightning flies Of all the winged crew ordain'd the head For faithfull service in his Ganimede Whom youth had native vigour forth have drawn Labours to try which were before unknown And those soft winds that fan the lively spring Have taught with fear his new flights managing When he rais'd with a generous courage flies Into the field his strength to exercise Or like fell dragons that like force do vie Is train'd by hope of food or victory Or like a lion new wean'd from the teat Oâ—'s yellow damme who goats intent to meat Spying in verdant fields resolveth straight Oâ—â— him his youthfull jaws to saâ—iate â—â—e them c. â— when south-winds on surly billows ride â—hilst showry Pleiades the clouds divide â—â—as two shaped Ausidus amain â—â—s bellowing forth along th' Apulian plain â—hen he with rage and swelling floods abounds â—â—eatning a Deluge to the tâ—lled grounds V. Lightning Thunder Wind. Tempest Violet v. Primrose The violets which first appear By their fine purple mantles known â—â—d as the virgins of the year Thinking the Spring to be their own The purple offsprinsiâ— of the prime The resolved fair Virgin Which contracted to her own bright eyes â—eeds her lights flame with self substantiall fewell â—aking a famine where abundance lies Whose uneard womb â—â—dains the tillage of good husbandry â—nthrifty lovelynesse Beauteous niggardnesse Profitlesse usurer that trafficks with her self alone The seal that stamps no print Natures Apostate June in her eyes in her heart January The cruell fair one Venus Anchorite That will leave the world no copy of her graces Fair cruelty clasp'd in her own embraces Who dead The worms must rifle for her maidenhead Like Daphne she as lovely and as coy Vlysses The Grecian wanderer Old Laertes son He that so many men and Cities saw Wise Laertides Penelopes grave husband â—jax coorrivall for Ulysses arms The politician of the Greeks That wisely stopt his ear And would not the inchanting Syrens hear Whose mates by Magick wine Circe transformed to the shapes of swine The well-tongued Lord of Ithaca Vnchangeable v. Firm. Inviolable as the stygian lake Eternall as the book of fate That never knoweth change or date Like the unremoved rock Like to the Laws of Medes and Persians That knew no alteration Beyond the reach of change Vnhappy In whom All stars conspire to make affliction perfect Far more than is The common heap of humane miseries His mother bore him to Fortunes utmost spight Pursues our actions The blind goddesse her tennis-ball Born under unpropitious stars malignant influence Unthrifty planets ruled at his birth A sullen star was at his lucklesse birth The Lord Ascendant of the house Libra in his full aspect And cursed Scorpius with beams direct And Capricorn that rules the gloomy west His Horoscope with cruell rage infest Whose thread of life is spun Of black and dismall wooll v. Miserable Vnlearned v. Ignorant Fool. Vnluckie v. Ominous Dismall fatall inauspicious Like to the omen of ill boding owls This nor Juno blest Nor Hymen nor the graces grac'd that feast The snake-hair'd furies held the sputting light From funeralls snatcht and made the bed that night Th' ill-boding owl upon the roof was set Tereus and Progne with such Omens wed But neither Hymeneus usuall words Nor chearfull looks nor happy signs affords The torch his hand sustain'd still sputtering rais'd A sullen smoak nor yet though shaken blaz'd The event worse than the Omen Such Omens waâ—ted on Orpheus his marriage with Euridice The funerall owl thrice rent The aire with ominous screeches Such Omens waited on Lascivious Myrrha to her fathers bed Vnspeakable Though Phaebus should an hundred tongues bestow A wit that should with full invention flow All Helicon infus'd into my brest Yet could not this for all this be exprest Had I as many tongues as Argus eyes As Xeâ—xes arrows that did cloud the skies As many mouths as Sybills had of years Or fruitful Gargarus hath ripened ears c. We may as well Descibe the joyes of heaven and pains of hell So vast That all the act and power of speech is wast Voluptuous v. Glutton Master of unexampled luxury Sardanapalus drown'd in soft excesse That follow passion and voluptuous sence That revel out their lavish dayes Like one of wise Ulysses foolish mates Sons of earth enthrall'd to sence Dark narrow souls which drown'd in foggy flesh Do never dream of higher happinesse Plung'd in soft delights Stues his heart in mirth Crushing the child of sorrow in the birth Whose flat delights on earth do creep and grow A soul lost in the flesh Lethargick slumbering soules Lanke soules that in no other thing delight But what may please the Brutish appetite Melting away in pleasures wanton lap Licentious Libertines That practise in the present those delights Hereafter promised by the Alcoran Hard hearted evil men Who vertue think a school name and no God But abject pleasure Oyling the wings of time with unctious pleasures Melting down their youth In different beds of lust and never learn The icie precepts of respect but follow The sugred game before them That treads the primrose path of dalliance Their bathes the juyce of July-flowers Spirit of roses and of violets The milk of Unicorne and Panthers breath Gathered in bags and mixt with Cretan wines Their drink prepared gold and amber Wedded to sports they were The Kallender
the accounts of all good men To make him more culpable than he is were but to cast inke on an Aethiops face Oh for a name Were bad enough but all expâ—ession's lame A man of that stupendious composition He seems made up of the worst of all extremities Whose ill is grown to such a height It makes the earth groan to support his weight The quintessence and abstract of all evill Clothed in flesh to play the closer Devill Incarnate Devill Devill in hose and doublet Whose shame even hoarse with age black fame shal ring And after times with horrour shall distract And by recounting of so vile an act Mortality so much astonishing Make them account their wickednesse scarce sin To that which long before their time hath been That know no God more mighty than their mischief Of the most wicked disposition that ever infected the aire with his breath Sâ—ts fires on barnes and hay-stacks in the night And bids the owners quench them with their tears That dâ—g up dead men from their quiet graves And set them upright at their dear friends doores Even when their sorrowes almost were forgot Not clean enough to spit on A man that is the abstract of all faults That all men follow The impostume of all corruptions Who all things on the earth amends By beeing worse than they A disposition would turne charity it self into hate That pursue Deeds After which no mischief can be new Who is no lesse Than the perfection of all wickednesse The Stigian Quintessence The Devils Enchiridion In one the monster of all wicked men None speak his name but spit after it for fear of being poyson'd The type of basenesse To whom vice is so proper that it seems to grudge any man the practise of it but himself To whom murthers are but resolute acts and treasons matters of great consequence The Devills factoâ—r for all wickednesse An honest man can neither see him nor speak of him without a blush v. Wicked Foole. Voluptuous Formes of protesting By all the oathes sacred religion knowes By all oathes made in reverential fear Of heaven and her inhabitants By your self that is by all that 's good By Styxes muddy peacelesse spring the fear And only sacred oath the Gods do know By all the floods infernal here I swear An oath whose breach the very Gods forbear Pronounce me guilty of a blacker crime Than ere in the large volume writ by time The sad historian reads of By those chast lamps that yeild a silent light On the cold urnes of virgins By that night Which guilty of no crime doth only hear The vowes of recluse Nuns and Anchorites praier And by thy chaster selfe Now by my fathers ashes do I swear Of whom a reverend memory I bear By the sad ashes of my sleeping father By dreadful Styx by which the Gods Nere swear and break their vow By my best comforts By the honour of my fathers herse By the black brook of hell As there comes lights from heaven words from breath As there is sence in truth and truth in vertue By Cupids strongest bow By the best arrow with the golden head By the simplicity of Venus Doves By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves And by that fire that burnt the Carthage Queen When the false Trojan under saile was seen By all the vowes that ever men have broke By all the Gods that ever men invoke By all the virgin roses of the spring By maid-hood honour truth and every thing By innocence I swear and by my youth By all that 's sacred and can make an oath By all that 's sworn by divine and humane Now by these burning tapers of the skie Now by the sacred radiance of the sun By all the operations of the heaven Now by yond marble heaven In the due reverence of a sacred vow I do engage my words So help me every spirit sanctified By earth and sea and Stigian Gods I swear V Gods Heaven Sun Moone Stars Formes of Conjuring or Beseeching I conjure thee by all the charmes that love can teach By all the rites of love I thee conjure By those fair eyes that haue enthralled mine And by that all-alluring face of thine So may thy growing fruit survive the frost Nor ripening by the rapefull winds be lost By that happy woman that bare thee by all the joyes of thy heart and successe of thy desires By what more dear a better proposer could charge you with all By your faire beautie for if Persians may Swear by their sun I well may swear by that By all that 's vertuous By all that you hold dear By the sad ashes of your sleeping father By the lov'd memory of all your ancestors By the honour of thy fathers herse I desire you by all that 's sacred Formes of giving Thanks No word Breathes through my lips that doth not thanks afford I could afford To melt my self in thanks A benefit I have received from you never to be forgotten but with ungratefulnesse Which whensoever I remember without due thanks I shal forget all gratitude I must repay you with the uncurrent coine of thankes out of the exchequer of the poore You have anticipated all that I intended to say and have not left for me in all rhetorick either complements or commendations to returne you This is to enforce ingratitude by excesse of obligation and to reduce me to a necessity of being indebted to you after I am dead Gratefulnesse is the poor mans vertue and seeing I cannot be liberal I will indeavour at least not to be unmindfull If there be a vice opposite to ungratefullnesse in the excesse of gratitude your many favours would drive me into it Requitall were presumption and you may Call me ungratefull when I strive to pay All thanks are so due that the greatest scarce can excuse from ingratitude Your favours and benefits to me are so much above my merit that they are even above my gratitude if that were to be judged by words that must expresse it The swiftest wing of recompence is slow to overtake your favours My life wants worth to repay your favours This dicourtesie alone your favours have done me that I shall be forc'd to live and die ungratefull You could not be unhappy could either my wishes praiers or power make you fortunate When my pen-feather'd Muse hath learn'd to soar And gotten wings as well as feet look then For equal thanks from my unwearied pen. I cannot think of your courtesies without sighing at the sense of innability to repay and blushing that I must needs how thankful soâ—'â— I am at least appear ingratefull I should be ready upon all occasions to give you thanks did not the Consideration of the greatnesse of my Debt make me desperate Sir there is nothing you possesse you may use more freely than my self so much hath your courtesit purchased me yours There is none hath a more ample interest in my love Nor any have a
and storms and cloudiness And were his eye balls into bullets turn'd He would in rage have shot them at his face Their eyes sparkling like the beaten flint Like Ajax Telamonius When he on sheep and oxen spent his fury Nor can he buckle his distemperd passion Within the belt of reason Like a tyled house on fire no coming near to quench it Had Narcissus lookt so when he was angry and seen his own face he could never have been in love with himself Fierce anger makes the blood grow hot Even as a fire-brand doth the seething pot And then thy flaming eyes sparkling forth fire Thou sayest and dost so in thy furious ire That mad Orestes dares swear such a fact None but a man stark mad ere durst to act All his flegm is turned into choler If God should have then armed him with thunder in 24. houres there had neither been tent nor pavillion As if all his humours had turnd choller His heart too great too great for his strait bosome grew Transported with his rage Like to the chafed bore whom eager hounds Have at a bay and terrifie with sounds With eyes confessing rage and eye-browes knit Her face as much as rage would suffer fair She stops and shaking her dishevelld hair So boyled Progne when she knew Her sisters rape His eyes blaze blood and fire He frowns with eyes that sparkle fire In whose red eyes two darted flames appeard The curses lighten from his lip So lookt great Agamemnon when he heard Calchas unwelcome prophecy Within his eyes a burning furnace glowes Death and destruction muster in his face Fretting like a piece of gumm'd velvet Who like the roaring of the furious wind Vents out the wild distempers of his mind v. Frown Angels The glorious Hosts of Heaven Nimble postes Immortall beings glorious essences wing'd wartiours Heavens harbengers and swiftest pursivants The sacred Tutors Guardians of the Saints Heavens-nobles courtiers Embassadours flaming powers Lofty exalted unspotted spirits glittering ranks The heavenly warders silver winged Legions That soar above heavens bright star spangled regions Wing'd intelligences winged heraulds watchmen legats Celestiall hierarchies Diviner Mercuries Heavens winged choristers carollers that warble out A silver ditty That spread their golden pinions Quick Postes that with a speedy expedition Fly to accomplish their divine Commission Twixt heaven and earth the true Interpreters Wing'd messengers of heaven radiant sons of light That can bestride the lazy puffing wind And sayle upon the bosome of the Aire fiery essences Answer v. to speak Hee did divide The portalls of his lips and thus replide To shape an answer Answerable Correspondent suting with ecchoing to holding proportion with v. Sandys Ovid. Metam lib. 7. pag. 262. Keeping pace with Ants. Industrious grain supporting crue which by troops haste from their hollow cells To get in harvest graving where they gone Their diligence even in a path of stone The lustiest swarms for their provision range The sick and old wait at their thrifty grange â—'unload the burthens and lay up the store 〈◊〉 their great garner biting yet before â—f every grain lest kept so warm below â—mid the world it after sprout and grow The little pattern of great pain Lugs in her mouth her load of grain the thrifty Ant In plenty hoards for time of want Antiquary That finds all the ruines of wit in the rubbish of old Authours â— man strangely thrifty of time past and hath an unnaturall disease â—o be enamoured of old age and wrinckles and loves all things as â—utchmen do cheese for beeing moldie a broken Statue would almost make him an idolater His estate consists most in shekles and Roman coynes printed books he contemns as a novelty of this â—atâ—er age bur dotes on a manuscript and would give all his wealth for a Book of the old Romane binding or six lines of Tully in his own hand His chamber is commonly hung with strange beasts skins and is a kind of charnell-house of bones extraordinary Rescuing the prey from the teeth of time making an Hue and Cry for Cities that are run away and by certain marks and tokens pursuing to find them If he meet with an old manuscript which hath the mark worn out of its mouth and hath lost the date yet he can tell the age thereof either by the Phrase or Character Apollo v. Phoebus Latona's bright-haird son The laureat God Unshorn deity The Delian God The Lycian Delphian Clarian Leucadian deity The master of the Delphian oracle Sacred Soractâ—'s God The Roseate God President of verse By whose instructive rayes are seen What is what shall be or hath ever been Immortall verse from his invention springs And how to strike the well concording strings With all the use of hearbs The Patron of that Spring Where in calm peace the sacred Virgins sing April v. Spring When first the Spring dissolves the mountain snow And Western winds upon the waters blow When with his golden horn bright Taurus opes The chearfull year Venus blith moneth when temperate breath Gives to the glad field fruitful birth When proud pide April drest in all his trim Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing That heavy Saturn laughs and leaps with him The summers front When Nightingales do hush the silent night And a wild musick burthens every bough Arabia Natures great shop of spices Where sweet Panachâ—an gums and choice perfumes Of unctious nard which with their spicie smoake Perfume the neighbour aire till it doth choke v. Sweet smelling The greedy sence Where the Sabean vapours as they fly v. Phenix Perfume with sweets the mornings majesty The glowing East Where the rare Phaenix builds her spicy nest And burnes her self making one narrow roome Her urne her nest her cradle and her tombe Arbour v. Shade Shady screene leavie shade leavy coverture A place to shun The scorching fury of the sun Leavy bulwark from the suns invasion Leavy vaile The shelter from the suns offensive rage Shady rampier Where shadowes seem to wooe The lovesick passenger to come and sit And view the beauties Nature stroes on it Arachne To whom Minerva gave a fatal doome For her contending at the skilful loome The Nymphes of Tmolus oft their vines forsook The fleek Pactolian Nymphes their streams to look On her rare works nor more delight in viewing v. Sandys transl Ovid Metam l. 6. The done done with such grace then when a doing The bold Maeonian maid that durst compare With Pallas at the weaving trade Argonautes Those daring Heroes that brought back to Greece The wealthy purchase of the golden fleece Whose glittering Argo sayles amongst the stars Jasons bold mates Argus Ios jealous guard Whose hundred eyes his heads large circuit star'd Whereof at once by turns two only slept The others watcht and still their stations kept Ariadne By whose directing clue Theseus the Cretan monster slue Unhappy bride of perjur'd Theseus Whom Bacchus graced with the Cnossian crown Minos faire daughter
silenc'd by a calme The seas flat face now all becalmed lies Like standing pooles no waves or billowes rise The bridled sea stands and observrs no more Her antient course she had forgot to roare No tides flow to and fro nor seemes the sun To dance upon the waters motion No winds then wrastled Her waves the tired main By the winds leave compos'd and smooth'd again The heavens and seas put on their robes Of setled motions VVhen Triton drives his blew steedes â—re the seas Calme winds have smooth'd the seas rough brow The waves were all at peace The flagging mainsail flapt against her yard The uselesse compasse and the idle card VVere both neglected upon every side The gamesome Porpoyse tumbled on the tide Grim Neptune wip'd his foamy mouth Held his tridented Mâ—ce upon the south The whispering winds do tell their tale In such a breath as may but fill a saile No winds but such as rock the waves asleepe The smooth â—ac'd Keptune with his gladder smiles Visits the banks of his beloved Isâ—â—s The winds retire and sink into their seaâ— And sea-green Triton sounds a shrill retreat When the ships glide upon the sleeping wave The smiling Nimphes dance upon the rising wave The wind courts the sails The sea Wears browes as smooth as virgins be Tempting the Marchant to invade his face The winds were like a servant waiting on them So just that they might fill the sailes as they listed Old Nereâ—es on his Dolphin rides Presenting bridles to direct the tides No wind rebells The aire was calme and on the level brine Slick Panope with all her sisters plaid As still as midnight were the sullen waves And Neptunes silver-ever-shaking brest As smooth as when the Halcion builds her nest None other wrinkles on his face were seene Than on a fertile mead or sportive greene Where never plow share ript his mothers wombe To give an aged seed a living tombe The winds with wonder whist Sweetly the waters kist Whispering new joyes to the mild Ocean Who now hath quite forgot to rave Whilst birds of calme sit brooding on the charmed wave Nor blinded Mole the batning earth ere stird Nor boyes made pitfals for the hungry bird The whistling reeds upon the waters side Shot up their sharp heads in a stately pâ—ide And not a binding Osier bowd his head But on his root him bravely carried No dandling leaf plaid with the subtile aire So smooth the Sea was and the skie so faire Cameleon Those foodlesse creatures fed by aire alone Which every colour that they touch put on Cancer The spreading cancer scorning helplesse art Creeps from the infected to the sounder partâ— Candles On guilded yards light-bearing cressets hung Which sullen night subdue with flaring beams Domestick stars Tallow stars In golden lampes the lights are placed round And make a forced day the night confound The house stars The candle sleepy grew and winkt Care Careful Swarmes of perplexing care buzze in his brain A studious care boyld in his zealous mind The theefe of youth and beauty tempest of the soul Perplexing and enaging cares That without years can snow down silver haires The Chaos of the mind the noyse the tumult of the thoughts Tempest of the troubled mind Unquiet thoughts The journey of the head Millions of cares Beats on the anvile of my poor weak head My heart 's an anvile hammerd by my thoughts My head 's a crazie hive for swarmes of thoughts Which have more sting than honey Care seeks out wrinkled browes and hollow eyes And builds himself caves to abide in them Swarmes of buzzing cares hive in his head Carrier A man unlearned and yet a man of letters His own hackney man letting himself out to travel as well as his horses The ordinary Embassadour betwixt friend and friend A great afflâ—cter of high wayes To Cary away violently To traile hale drag hurry To hurry with them like the spreading flood Râ—pt as a ship upon the high wrought flood By savage tempests chac't which in despaire The Pilot leaveth to the Gods and praier As when by Ganges flood A Tyger draggs a fawne through silent woods Castle v. Building Safe for defence And sweetly wanton with magnificence With all the cost and cunning beautifide That adds to state where nothing wants but pride Castor and Pollux Joves egge-borne isâ—ue Leda's twin sons Tyndarian brothers The Amyclaean youths The glistering brothers Helens fair brothers whome mariners invoke When the victorious waves their ships have broke The famous Argonautes Caucasus The Sâ—ythians snowie mountains on whose top Prometheus growing liver feeds the Crop Of Joves great bird Inhospitable rock Whose craggie sides have oft endur'd the shock Of the fierce north Which with lesse distance looks at heaven by far And with more large proportion shewes the stars Cave Under the hollow hanging of this hill There was a cave cut out by natures skill Or else it seemd the mount did ope his brest That all might see what thoughts he there possest Whose gloomy entrance was environd round With thick set trees c. In which no chearing light At all ere peep'd but sad and driery night A squallid filth and moldinesse had made From whence exhaled stenches did invade The upper aire There 's bred by dreary night Pale moldy filth and darknesse sad no light But light by Magick made ere shined there A deep black cave low in the earth is found Whose duskic entrance like pase Morpheus cell With strange Meanders windeth under ground Where sooty darknesse evermore doth dwell With torches now attempting the sad cave Which at their entrance seemeth in a fright At the reflexion that the brightnesse gave As till that time it never saw the light Centaures Wretched Ixions shaggie-footed race The cloud born issue Which first bestrid the horse Cerberus That scoulding cur who barking shakes About his tripple browes Medusa's snakes The dreadful dog of hell The viper curled dog The tripple headed cut that shakes His dreadful main curled with hissing snakes His dâ—reful head With hundred snakes encompâ—ssed And noysome breath whilst bloody drops Flow from his tripple tongued chaps Grim porter of the Stygian hall Ceres The yellow goddesse The gold haird mother of life-strengthening seed The fair browd Queen that shakes her golden haires And makes the fields to wave their golden ears The grain-rich goddesse The sheavie Queen Who first instructed duller mortals how To make earths surface weare a furrowed brow As if she frownd on them and storm'd to feele Her bowels gashed by the ripping steele Who causeth Aetna from her jawes expire Thick vapours lin'd with dust and wrapt in fire Sad mother of fair Pâ—oserpine The Elâ—usinian Queen that clothes the fields with grain Whose yearly feast Grave matrons in long linnen stoles invest With sacred undivulged rites do keepe Offering garlands of their first ripe corne Forbidden Venus for nine nights forborne And touch of man Certain Grown to a certainty unto assurance grown Certain as the unchanged
flies The shooting stars that glide With bloody-beams The bristled stars â—n flaming letters writ sad destinie The dismal star That threats the world with famine plague or waâ— The Star that wears a beard of flame The Autumnal ruddy streaming Sâ—ar Presageing famine pestilence and war â—mporting change of Times and Sâ—ates Brandish their Câ—rystal tresses in the skie Heavens dreadful heralds whose shag'd portent Foretels the coming of some dire event Torch-bearers to a royal funeral Il-boding lights Those blazing stars that show A Princes death or fatal overthrow Of prosperous States The faâ—al ushers of calamitie The flaming Heralds Harbenger of vengeance To Compass Impale ingirt environ encircle girdle surround swathe swaddle â—all about hemme in inlinke sphear hoop garter A Compass Circumference circle incirelet surrounding verge boundry â—phear orb round model cope circuit inclosure Confused As the first Choas ere division wrought An harmony and to proportion brought The seeds of discord undistinguisht Conquer v. Victory Triumph Who wears the Laurel planted on his brow Who with his conquests cloyed the jaws of death Sing Pances and thy brows with Laurel bind A full and perfect conquest was obtaind That for the sword no further work remaind On the glittering â—rest I see The glorious garland of the conquest born While feather-â—ooted fame before us flies Upon the golden wings of honour born Whom victory convoyes Crownd with the Garland of her golden hair On whose glittering crest The glorius garland of the conquest rests Bright conquest shines upon his sword Conscience The souls pulse eternal larum ever-barking-dog The black-book the hateful register The terrour of the astonisht soul The tempest of the mind That well-kept Register wherein is writ All ill men do all goodness they omit His pallid fears his sorrows his affrightings His late wisht had I wists remorseful bitings The witness executioner and Judge Justice bed-chamber The King of Heavens Atturney General Consider To look on a thing with a serious eye With instructed judging eyes to view To take a narrow view Constant Whom neither fear nor favour can Wrest from his thoughts and make him less a man Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin or wrench from giving all their due Whose honesty is not So loose or easie that a ruffling wind Can blow away or glittering look it blind Who rides his sure and even trot While the world now rides by now lags behind Whom nothing can procure When the wide world runs bias from his will To writh his limbs and shake A man of firm resolves firm as the center Unmoved as the poles Bold hands as some might hope to force The rowling light of Heavens as change her course Consume Languish waste melt thaw decay That with a slow infection melts away Like ice before the Suns uncertain ray Corn. Ceres goldy loâ—ks treasure The pride of Ceres plain The Plowmans hope and long expected gain Covetous A mole A son of earth that digs his mothers entrals To turn up treasure A rich beggar troubled with Midas itch A sucking spunge one that sits brooding ore his bags Theefe to himself A dung-hil wretch muck-worm Grown poore by getting riches his own torture A rust unto himself as to his gold That spider-like doth spin a web of gold Out of his own bowels-only knows the care And another the use of gold scraping dust-worm That starves at feasts and in the Rivers thirsts Whose wretched mind bends to no point but this That who have most of wealth have most of bliss Volopone's Armed with hooking tentors and clad in birdâ—ime That scrape like dung-hil Cocks in dirt and mire To find the gemme they know not how to use Golds dropsied Erâ—sycthous Like Dypsa's thirst Is never satisfied unless it burst Ever hungry till he surfets Wealths horse-leaches that ever crave So much the more the more they have Whose droyling hands thinks nothing can supply The greedy wants of his insatiat eye Nought can fill Th' unfathom'd gulf of his insatiate will The picture of miserable happiness and rich beggery Such an one as an enemy could not wish him worse than to be himself doing any thing to get that which he is determined when it is gotten never to use Rich fools whose base and filthy heart Lies hatching still the goods wherein they flow And damning their own selves to Tantals smart Wealth breeding want more wretched grow A chiverel conscience that will stretch to hold more Base stooping soules that grovel on the earth That think heaven for gold an easie morgage One that could love God well if there were an L. more in hâ—â— name One that hath coffiâ—'d up his soul in his chest before his body whom upon any payments wrested from him the charges of â— rope merely keeps from hanging himself Like a dog in a wheel toyles to roast meat for others eating freezing before the fire whilest he fears to be burnt if he come nearer it That could be content to have both his eyes pluckâ— out so he might have gold put in the holes Court The place of glorious troubles empty fallacies Fals delights the shine of kings envies hatching place Where rules of State and Ceremonies are Observ'd so seriously that I must dance And act ore all the complements of France And Spain and Italy before I can Be taken for a well-bred English-man Vpstart Courtier v. Fantastick The silken youths of Court great Atlas of the State That an high sayl of honour bear Using the fine Rhetorick of clothes To win esteem serious glorious fools Court ear-wigs wrigling to the ear of greatness Gaudy nothings That can speak a tedious piece of nothing Vary his face as Sea-men do their Compass Made of nothing but antick clothes and cringes Signes of men court bubbles Gaudy glow-worms carrying seeming fire Fine clothes with a bad lining Barrels of others wit His word like a phantastical banquet just so many Strange dishes A child of fancy Pedlars of wit That speak taffatie phâ—ases Mushrom gentlemen That shoot up in a night to place and worship The glittering Couâ—tier that in tissue stalks That wear a Pedlars shop about them Like the Cynnamon-tree-bark more worth than the body Like the Bird of Paradise feathers more worâ—h than the flesh Living under the tyranny of Ceremonies Perfumed silk-worms Inferiour orbes directed by the motion of higher sphears Living by the reflâ—ction of higher substances Can better exchange a piece of gold than of reason Such a man as his taylor pleaseth to shape him Putting much of his judgment away about the situation of his cloaths There is a confederacy between him and his clothes betwixt them to make up a puppy Proud of the ratling of his silks clothes being the remembrances of lost innocency like a mad man that laughs at the ratling of his â—etters Coward v. Brâ—gadochio A son of fear whose blood is whey A full bubble a valiant vanity That in high tearms can swear down fortresses And spoil the enemy before he sees him
Aurora's liquid pearl Gemmes which adorne The beauteous tresses of the weeping morne The tears that swell the roses blushing checks As if the earth to welcome in the morn VVould hang a jewel on each ear of corne That in a gentle shower Drops pearls into the bosome of a flower The pearly drops which youthful May Scatters before the rising day Diana's silver sweat The pearly purled showres Hangs on the rose bud tops and knowing it Must be anon exhaled for sorrow shrinkes It selfe into a tear That from Aurora's eyes In Chrystal tears is wept when she must leave The bed whereon her lov'd Tithonus lies The aire close mourner for the setting sun Bedewes her cheeks with tears when he is gone To th' other world The cold sweat of the morne Diana v. Phaebe The chast-born arrow-loving Queen The chast-born seed of Jove The beamy Queen The virgin huntresse The maiden archer The grovy Queene Bow-bearing goddesse The goddesse of Gargaphia Titania Cynthia Trivia The three shaped goddesse Phebus bright sister Latona's shining daughter Dido Unhappy Carthaginian Queen Infortunate Eliza. Phaenician Phrygian Tyrian Sidonian Queen Aeneas lucklesse hostess Good Sichaeus widow To Die v. Death Souls departed To cast off the robe of clay To drop into the grave To pass the fatal ferry Death unjoynts the soul and body Whose latest breath Hath freely paid their full arrears to death Become a tenant to the grave Matriculated among the dead Enrolled in the Register of death To quit scores with nature Rak't up in deaths cold embers The stiffening cold benums her senceless limbs The winter of cold death Congeales her path of life and stops her breath To make A swift descent into the Stygian lake Hâ—s eyes do swim in night To pay their debt to the exacting fates To go on natures embasse Like poor farmers pay Quit-rent to nature on the very day When we bequeath Our bodies as a Legacy to death When death shall lulle us in eternal rest The meeting eyelids conclude a lasting league To house with darkness and with death When we must Resolve into neglected dust When we must Resolve to our originary dust When we must Commit an incest with our mothers dust Their rolling eyes together set in debt Together they expire their parting breath Their heavy eyes with dying motion â—urning They close and sigh out death To dislodge the soul To passe the flamy pile To accomplish their fate To pay his period to fate Smâ—ke to the house of death Whose soul hath fled th' abodes of men To pay tribute to the fates To Pluto's mansion dive To hide his wretched head In Ploto's house and live amongst the dead To kisse the cup of death To nature he obedience gave And kneeld to do her homage in the grave His eyes possesse eternal night The Parcae with impartial knife Have left his body tenantless of life â—ossest with lasting sleepe The pale ghost fleets into aire â—reading the pathes that lead â—o the dark region of the dead â—olded up in death To force Between two long-joyn'd lovers sad divorce When life doth ebbe away â—ost in cold night of death To fall To a loathed nothing in the â—uneraâ— To become A Potentate within the starry court Free from th' Eclypse of earth Fee from the darksome prison of their clay To break the prison of our clay To sayle ore the vast main of death To shift our flâ—sh to crosse the Sâ—igian lake Tâ—at have performed the taske of life Put out the tapour of our dayes A soul uncas'd unorgand by the hand of death To sleepe in peaceful ashes Death unclasps the fleshy cage To have his exit from the common scene Death breaks the shell of sin And there is hatcht a Cherubin The Gordian knotted band Of lifes untied To pay the shot at natures table To return to their mothers dusty lap The body is confined to dust Take a poor lodging in a bed of dust VVrapt in the cold embraces of the grave To pay to nature her last duties To walk the way of nature To submit to the law of nature â—n the falling eye-lids death appears VVhen we that precipice shall tread Vhence none return that leads unto the dead The tombe Yawns to devoure him Darknesse veiles the setting light VVe to the graves infernal prison must Descend and rot in silent shrouds of dust Death's all-curing hand doth close the eyes Lost in the ashes of their funeral Dying Beauty Fair eyes enâ—ombed in their sweet circles Death dallying seeks To entertain it self in loves sweet place Decayed roses of discoloured cheeks Do yet retain fair notes of former grace And ugly death sits fair within her face Sweet remnants â—esting of vermilion red That death it self doubts whether she be dead So lookt once poyson'd Rosamund The lâ—llies and the roses that while ere Strove in her cheeks till they compounded were â—ave broke their truce and fiercely fall'n to blowes And now the lilly hath overcome the rose Different Twixt whom is so great odâ— Almost as twixt the furies and the Gods Who these would make to meet he may as well A reconcilement work twixt heaven and hell Most inconsistent beings Difficult VVhich may employ the strength of all their car And taske their best endeavours Uneasie taske enough to rack the brain To bring about and make all study vain All Hercules twelve labours put in one VVould not hold weight with this alone Discourse Discourse thus entertaind the day And in discourse consum'd the shortned night VVith such discourse they entertaind the feast That tane away dispose themselves for rest They rise with day Disease That tedious guest Hâ—rbenger of death Blood-sucker Deaths arrowes Deaths pale unwelcome mâ—ssenger Vertues shop Vertues sharp schoolmaster Unwelcome guest Sad companion Unwelcome visitor The Aâ—mighties rod. The bodies jâ—rring and untuned Musick That consumes the reins And drinks the blood out of the swelled veines Doubt Doubtful Even as a ship upon the raging sea Be ween two winds crosse tossed every way Uncertain knowes not in what course to set her O my divided soul how do I tremble Like to the doubtful needle twixt two loadstones One thought another doth controle So great a discord wracks the wavering soul Such thoughts had Biblis when she wooed her brother Such Meleagers mother when she held The faâ—al brand With a battel in the fighting thoughts As when a mighty Oake now almost fell'd his fall On each side thâ—eatens and waves to and â—roâ— The ague palsie of the soul The tumult of distracted minds Plunged in doubtful passions The tempest of the thoughts A strange confusion in the troubled soul Whose flying thoughâ—s are at no certain â—â—and The jarring passion of the struggling soul Quandaring passion The souls Labyrinth Tâ—de of the mind Earthquake of the brest The megrim of the soul Euripus of the mind Tost like a ship twixt two encountring tides Dove The feathered steeds that Venus chariot draw The harmless nuntios of peace which have all
her misdeeds That daâ—k shadow ever waiting on shining vertue That banquets in anothers miseries Epicure v. Glutton Voluptuous That â—ect which acknowledge no greater evill than pain nor hâ—gher blâ—sse than pleasure An easie soul made tender with delight Which thinks that he hath forfeited that houre That adds not to his pleasure or his power Epitaph In deathlesse verse Bestowing same on noble sepulchers The lying postscript of a perjur'd stone The sad elogium of a speaking stone Epithalaminm The Nuptial song Hymenaean verse Thou that dwell'st on Helicon That to men dost virgins hale With sweet flowred Margerum With a smiling look appear Let this day with pleasure spring Nimbly dance the flaming pine VVith good auguries come wed Like a myâ—tle ever green VVhere the Nymphs their sports pursue Come O with a willing mind Sunk in Thespian rocks where chill To the Bridegroome call the Bride As when closely creeping vines Chastest virgins you who may Make the aire with Hymen ring Fairest souls that shine more bright Than your nuptial tapers light And with deeper piercing dart Beams af love into the heart Modest Hymen dare not here At your sacred rites appear Blushing that his paler light Is by you eclips'd to night And your power far above All that presidents of love He his saffron robes neglects And his garlands disaffects All his tapers all his flowers All his fillets all his powers All the pleasures all the sweets That attend the geniâ—l sheets All his chains and loving bands He resignes into your hands Mâ—y soft joyes now you are wed Be the curtains for your bed May faire honour and delight Câ—own your day and blesse your night May your oft repeated kisses Bring with them as many blisses And the warm embrace of love Be soft as Downe on Venus Dove May the pleasures of your bed Pass the hairs upon your head And your joies out-vie the sand O thou faiâ— Uranias son Hymen O thy brows impale Take thy Safferon vail and come Yellow stocks of woollen weare Shrill Epithalamiums sing Shake in that fair hand of thine Those two to an happie bed On the shore of Cyprus seen Fostering it with Rosie dew Leave the Aonion Caves behind Aganippe's waters drill In Affections fetters tyde Claspes the Oake in amorous twines Taste the like another day Hymen Hymenaeus sing What 's that we see from far the spring of day Bloomd from the East or fair enameld May Blown out of April or some new Star filled with glorie to our view Reaching at heaven To adde a nobler Planet to the seven Say or do we not descrie Some Goddess in a Cloud of Tiffany To move or rather the Emerging Venus from the sea 'T is she 't is she or else some more divine Enlightned substance see how from the shrine Of holy Saints she paceth on Throwing about Vermillion And Amber spice â—ing the chaste Aire with fumes of Paradise Then come on come on and yield A savour like unto the field When the bedabled morn Washeth the ears of corn Lead on fair pair of Nymphes the whilest her eyes Guiltie of somewhat guild the straw-berries And cherries in her cheâ—ks ther 's cream Already spilt her rayes must gâ—eam Gently thereon And so create lust and temptation To surphet and hunger Help on her pace and though she lag yet stir Her homeward well she knows There is her heart where ere she goes See where she coms and smels how all the street Breaths Vâ—neyards and Pomgranates oh how sweet As a fir'd Altar is each one Breathing pounded Cynnamon The Phoenix nest Built up of odours burneth in her brest Who would not there consume His soul to cyndars in that rich perfume The while He burns to embers in the pile Hymen O Hymen tread the sacred ground Show thy white feet and head with marioram crownâ— Mount up thy flames and let thy torch Display the Bridegroom in the porch In his desires Towring more more disparkliâ—g than the fires Shew her how his eyes do burn And roul about and in their motion turn Their balls to ash heaps hast Or else to nothing he will wast Glide through the banks of virgins then and pass The showres of Roses luckie four-leav'd grass The whiles the clouds of younglings sing And drown you with a flowry spring Whilest some repeat Your praise and bless you covering you with wheat Whilest others do divine Blest be the Bride on which the Sun doth shine And thousands gladly wish You multiply as doth a fish Why theâ— on forward fair aspitious Bride And come upon the Bâ—idegroom like a tide Bearing down time before you hie Swell more and loose your selves imply Like streams which flow Encurld together and no difference show In their moâ—t silver â—un Into your selves like wooll together spun Or blend so as the sight Of two makes one Hermophradite Welcome at last unto the threshold Time Thron'd in a saffâ—on evening seems to chime All in kiss and so enter if A prayer must be said be brief The easie gods â—or such contempts have onely myrtle â—ods To stroak not strike fear you No more wild Nymphs than they would have you do But dread you more offend In that you do begin than end And now you are enterd see the codled cook Runs from his torâ—id zone to pâ—y and look And bless his dainty mistress see Now th' aged whisper this is she Who now must sway Us peace shield her she 's pretty yea and nay And the smiâ—k butler thinks it Sin in his wappery not t' express his wit Each striving to devise Some ginne to take her eyes Now if we must for Ceremony sake Bless a sack posset luck go with it take The night charm quickly you have spels And Magick for to end and hells To pass but such And with such torture as no God would grutâ—h To live there and for ever frie Yea and consume and grow again to die And live and in that case Love the damnation of the place To bed to bed sweet Turtles now and write This the long day and that the shortest night And yet though short for you for me I count this night as long as three Lying alone Estrige That drops her egs upon the naked land And wraps them in a bed of hatching sand Exposed to the wandering traveller And feet of beasts which those wild deserts tear Eternitie The soft down of Eternitie Unfathom'd circle Endless duration The boundless Ocean of conceit That great uncenterd vast circumference That knows no limits unconfined by time From all Eternitie Ere by the sphears times motions were created Ere the astonisht spring Heard in the Aire the feathered people sing Ere time had motion or the Sun obtaind His Province ore the day Ere the worlds great Creator did From the dark formless Chaos light divide Sâ—ablish eternal lawes to which he tide His creatures and himself and did divide The worlds set ages by unchanged fate When fea and earth and heaven was yet
growes still The tatling snow-bal Old times recorder Sorrowes hasty barbinger The drunken bastard of the multitude The long tongu'd gossip Times treasurer True honours eagle-winged herald That sounds the silver trumpet Clad in a robe of gold Whose train old time obsequiously doth bear Wherein in rich embroydery is enroll'd The acts of all the worthies ever were On her faire breast she two broad tablets wears Of Chrystal th' one the other ebony Where are engraven all the names of yore In the large tombe of lasting memory Or the black book of endâ—esse obloquie Her palace placed betwixt earth and skies The windowes all composed are of eyes The walls are strongly edified of ears And underfoot floord all about with drums The rafters trumpets admirable chear The cranies tongues The doores unlock with every little breath That on the sun beams gloriously to ride The registers the worlds eternal houres The light-foot feather-tongued dame She that enquireth into all the world And hath about her vaulted palace hurld All rumours and reports or true or vain What utmost lands or deepest seas contein Her house is full of Eccho made Where never dies the sound And as her browes the clouds invade Her feet do touch the ground Famous Who bears The rarest fame that ere enriched aire Or found the way faire to aeternity Whose name Still breathes perfume from their embalming fame Beyond whose worth shall never sound a name Nor honour in her everlasting story More deepe engrave for all ensuing glory A fame which shall Out live the sun and close the worlds great eye A blast From fames loud trumpet which so long shall last Till the last trumpet drown it Fame addes perfume unto his dust Which your name shall save From the black edicts of a tyrant grave Nor shall your day ere set till the sun shall From the blind heavens like a dull cynder fall And all the elements imbâ—nd their strife To ruine what they made then your fames life When desperate time lies gasping shall expire Attended by the world in general fire Which from times injury Fame still will vindicate His name is fames best musick Famous beyond the utmost date of time Spreading fame Fore-runs the welcome of his honoured name To last for times eternal processe Whos 's highly honourd name for ever bears A welcome accent to all honest ears No â—irrh nor Cassia nor no choice perfumes Of unctious Nard or aromatick fumes Of hot Arabia do enrich the aire With more delicious sweets than do the faire Reports that crown the merits of his name With heavenly lawrels of eternal fame Fames Immortal books record no nobler names Whose louder name Hath blast enough to split the trump of fame Whose name is writ in fames immortal annals Worthy to be filed on fames eternal bead-rol Whose name even fills report Sainted in fames best Kallender Canoniz'd by fame Inrolled in the register of fame Whoâ—e fame hath won A strong advantage on the sithe of time Nor time nor malice can wrong out the right In the inheritance of fame he must possesse That fills the wide and open mouth of fame The farthest shore Washt by the Ocean shall him adore And all those northern Isles whome dayes bright flame Scarce warmes shall bear the thunder of his name Which shall survive the funeral of time And be the subject of a learned rime Beheld by many with the eyes of fame That nere had happinesse to see his face Dear son of memory great heir of fame Enrolled by the hand of sate in fames steele tables Whose name Is impt upon the wings of fame Hurld Hot from fames trumpet round about the world Eternall same trumpets forth his deserts Whose fame extended is so wide As that on it a man to heaven might clime VVhose rich report Fame was opprest with as a talk too great VVinged fame Growes great with honour of name VVhom all that dare believe report admire The Poets theam and patron Fame shall resound them on oblivions heâ—se Tâ—ll graves gasp with her blasts and dead men rise VVhose praise is sung of in unsilenc't story VVhose praise In spight of envie and her restlesse pains Is unconfin'd as blest eternity The vales shall ring Thine honoured name and every song shall be A Pyramis built for thy memory VVhose fame runs the suns course VVhose fame can be Confin'd by nothing but eternity Only the period of all daies Shall seal his fame and never ending praise VVhose fame in never dying rimes Shall be delivered to succeeding times VVhose fame shall last Till to be truly vertuous truly chast Be held a sin Sooner shall c. then thy fame Shall be forgot or honour fail thy name Whose high renown shall onely bounded be By the worlds bounds and vast Eternity Whose fame times file shall never fret away Whose fame shall credit win Till Lachesis have no more thread to spin Nor time a feather on his crazy wing His glories crescent to a circle grew Mounted to an height that envy cannot reach Whome fame is so desirous to honour that she borrows all mens mouths to joyn with her trumpet No Prince could pretend height nor beggar lownesse to bar him from the sound of his praises Whose name Is nursed by the fullest breasts of fame Long needy fame Doth even grow rich by sounding name Whose fame is writ with characters of brasse A sorted residence gainst the teeth of time And Razour of oblivion VVhose honour baits the edge of times keen sith And makes him heir of all Eternity Surviving fame with daring flight Doth give his name eternall right VVhose name doth strike the stars And rings about the concave A fame may dare times proudest injury His garland with time edg'd about Lest any age should ever ravell't out VVrit in fames eternall legend VVhose fame shall never die Till time lies buries in Eternity V. Ever Never Shall live beyond the Calendar of time Famine v Drought Like beasts some suck Beasts dugges and when milk fails with greedy jâ—w Meeere blood from their exhausted udders draw Herbs and green leaves they wring bedewed twiggs They lick and juice of bleeding vines small sprigs Of trees they for their tender sap do squeeze The ground no pasture for their horses yields Nor yellow Seres cloaths the fallow fields The men eat grasse and when the fields grow bare The grasse from off their camps dry turfs they tear With tears or nothing must they quench their thirst Impetuous famine sister to the sword The pinching Fury Left hand of death child of th' infernall Lord That pleasure taketh in the tedious breath Of pining Mortalls and their lingring death The people tear their trembling flesh for food And from â—heir ragged wounds they suck forth blood The father dies and leaves his pined corse T' enrich his heir with meat the hungry nurse Broyls her starv'd suckling on the hasty coals V. Browns Pastoralls 2 l. Song 1. Description the cave of famine Devours one
boy The button on fortunes cap. I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fates Happy enough to pity Caesar As if both heaven and earth should undertake To extract the best from all mankind to make One perfect happy man He takes it for an injury If fortune chance to come behind his wish Nor doth wide heaven that secret blessing know To give that she on him doth not bestow Blind fortune is his slave and all her store The lesse he seeks her followes him the more Born under joyful destinies and smiling stars Like to the stately swan Rididing on streams of Blisse more rich array'd With earths delight than thoughts could put in ure To glut the senses of an Epicure Tired with the surfet of delight More fortunate than he To whom both Indies tributary be To move as a star in the orb of happinesse Moving in a Labyrinnth of delight Which have More happinesse than modesty could crave Fortunes great pledge to whom Faâ—e ever ow'd so much Environ'd with delights Commanding Fortune The favourite of heaven In favour with the stars Fortunes darling Minion Swimming bathing in felicity One that knows not so much as the name of misery To whose nativity the Fates doow A swelling glory For whom A glorious thread they spin such as their Loom Is proud to see An happinesse worthy the envy of the gods Happinesse courts him in her best array To whom all blessednesse in nature is a servant Child of indulgent fortune As if Fortune had got eyes onely to cherish him As happy as Metellus As Polycrates Thy tents shall flourish in the joyes of peace The wealth and honour of thy house encrease Thy children and their offspring shall abound Like blades of grass that cloath the pregnant ground Thou full of dayes like weighty shocks of corn In season reap'd shall to thy grave be born The fight of him doth strike the envious blind As the mounted Sun Breaks through the clouds and throws his golden rays A out the world so his increasing dayes Succeed in glory Fountain v. Springs Foul. v. Deformed Free Free as the air Free as the mountain wind My soul enjoyes an unrestrained freedome With all th' indulgence of fair liberty My thoughts disclaim all right and interest Any can challenge in me Unshâ—ckled souls Unengaged thoughts Friends A pair of friends or rather one call'd two Our but divided selves Diapason of vows and wishes A mind in two divided but not partâ—d A double body and yet single hearted Pylades soul and mad Orestes was In these if we believe Pythagoras That partake of one anothers good and evill with so lively a reflexion that there needs but one blow to make two wounds Oâ—r second selves Our other selves Achilles Patroclus Hercules Hylas Joâ—athan David Titus Gesippus Theseuâ— Perithous Pilades Oâ—estes Damon Pithias Nisus Eurialâ—s Wrapt and woven into all trusts and counsels Nor the silvet doves that flie Yoak'd in Cytherea's Car Nor the wings that lift so high And convoy her sun so far And so lovely sweet and fair Or do more innoble love And so choicely match'd a pair Or with more consent do move Frost Keen frosts have chained up the deep The streams are bound with ribs of ice The floods in icie fetters bound Crusted earth Every honey-headed twig Wears his snowie Periwig And every bough his snowy beard Waters have bound themselves and cannot run Suffering what Xerxes fetters would have done The fish are froze as they swim in the wave The wine is frozen in the cup. The Countrey swain O'r the stiffe waves doth drive his loaded Wain The frozen wine hoth keep the vesselâ— shape A shell of ice doth glaze the Rivers o'r And had Leander such a shore descry'd Then in that narrow sea he had not dy'd The Frost doth cast an icie cream Upon the lakes and Chrystall stream Shew me those flames you brag on you that be Arm'd with those fires wine and Poetrie You are now benumm'd spight of your god and verse And do your Metaphors for prayers rehearse Whilst you that call snow fleece and feâ—thers do Wish for true fleeces and true feathers too Our rivers are one Chrystall shores are fit Mirrours not being now like glasse but it Our ships stand all as planted we may sweaâ— They are not onely born up but grow there While waters they are pavements firm as stone And without faith are each day walk'd upon What parables cal'd folly heretofore Was now discreet to build upon the shore There 's not one dines amongst us with washt hands Water is scarce here as in Africk sands And we expect it not but from some god Opening a fountain by some Prophets rod Who needs not seek out where he should unlock A streâ—m what e'r he struck would be true rock When as heaven drops some smaller drops our sense Of grief 's encreas'd being but deluded thence For whilst we think those drops to entertain They fall down pearls which came down half way rain Green Lands removall now the poor man fears Seeing all water frozen but his tears We suffer day continuall and the snow Doth make a little night become noon now We hear of some inchrystall'd such as have That which procuâ—'d their death become their grave Bodies that destitute of soul yet stood dead and fell not drown'd yet without a Flood Nay we who breath still are almost as they And onely may be call'd a softer clay We stand like Statues as if cast and fit For life not having bâ—t expâ—cting it Each man 's become the Stoicks wise man hence For can you look for passion where's no sense Which we have nor resolv'd to our first stone Unlesse it be one sense to feel w' have none Our very Smiths now work not â—y what 's more Our Dutch men write but five hours and give o'â— We dare provoke faith now we know what 't is To feel cold death onely by suffering this All fires are Vestal now and we as they Do in our Chimnies keep a lasting day Boasting within doores our domestick Sun Adoring it with our Religion We laugh at Fire-briefs now although they be Commended to us by his Majesty And 't is not treason for we cannot guesse That we should pay them for their happinesse Each hand would be a Scevola's let Rome Call that a pleasure hence forth not a doom A Feaver is become a wish we siâ— And think faln angels have a benefit Nor can the thoughts be impious when we see Weather that Booker durst not prophesie Weather may give new Epocha'â— and make Another Since in his bold Almanack Weather may save his doom and by hy his foe Be thought enough for him to undergoe We now think Alabaster true and look A sudden trump should antedate his book For whilst we suffer this we ought not fear The world cannot survive to a fourth year For sure we may conclude weak nature old And
Almighty shower Never till then did Love make Jove put on A forme more bright and noble than his own Golden age The age of better mettal Strife only raign'd for all strove to be good Rivers ran with streams of milk Honey-dropped from the trees The earth unto the husbandman Gave her voluntary sees When no freezing cold beguile The eternal flowry spring And thâ— heavens a constant smile Darted upon every thing When no ship had brought from farre Neither ill sought ware nor war Pale conscience started not at ugly sinne When good old Saturn's peacefel throne Was unusurped by his beardlesse son When jealous Ops nere fear'd the abuse Of her chast bed or breach of nuptial truce When just Ast aea poys'd her scales in mortal hearts Saturnes reigne when as the homely cave A narrow dwelling to the people gaâ— A litle hearth small fire when beasts and men Slept in the shadow of one common den The hearb gave wholsome seeds at first And the clear fountain quencht their thirst Beneath the shadow of the pine Men slept then in the Ocean brine No keele was washt no unknown guest On any forraigne coasts did rest No blood was shed through bitter hate No armes took up to pluck on fate For what should hostile fury do Or stir up mad mens spirits unto Saturnes reign When as the earth unmeted did remain And no long journey 's known the sea not cut By any crooked sterne as ye◠〈…〉 To such new but thens and 〈◊〉 â—â—dering wind To play withal no limber say 〈◊〉 could find Nor did the erring mariner so 〈◊〉 Travel or yet find out the constant star By which to steer nor as they now do roame from remote places to bring traffique home The servile yoke did not the bull disturbe The unbackt Jennet knew no bit or curbe The dwelling house no dore had but stood ope Nor was the stone prefixt that bounds the scope Of common fields the bollow oake the hive That yeilded honey neither did they drive Their cattel home but with their udders swelâ—'d They flockt unto the milk-paile uncompell'd No wrath no war no armies to invade For no smith then knew how to cast a blade In the worlds young dayes Nation ' gainst nation did no forces raise T invade each other no man then for gain Daâ—'d in a thin rib'd bark to crosse the main No craft was knowne no fraud then understood The udders of their cattel lent them food The fleece their garments only to defend From wind and weather for no other end Was clothing made pride was a monster then Unheard unthought one fashion was to men Women another for no change they knew One garbe they kept and studied nothing new None idle was but liv'd by his own sweat â—he brook their drink the herbe and root their meat â—he industrious oxe safe wanders up and down â—ares and bright felicity do crown And seede the land through seas by Neptune tam'd No sailors fly faith feareth to be blam'd No chast house with adultery defil'd Câ—stome and law had spotted sin exil'd Each man about his own hills shut up day And 'bout the widow elmes doth vines display And frolick in free earouses When every thought a seed did bring And every look a plant did bring And every breath a flower Then earth unplough'd did yeild her crop Pâ—e honey from the oake did drop The fountains did run milke The thistle did the lilly bear And every bramble roses wear And every worm made silke The very shrub did balsome sweat And nectar melt the rock with heat And earth did drink her fill That she no harmful weed did kow Nor barren ferne nor mandrake low Nor mineral to kil The male and female us'd to joynt And into all delight did coyne That pure simplicity Then feature did to forme advance And youth call'd beauty forth to dance And every grace was by It was a time of no distrust So much of love had nought of lust None fear'd a jealous eye The language melted in the ear Yet all without a blush might hear They liv'd with open vow Each touch and kisse was so well plac't They were as sweet as they were chast The goates their swelling udders home did bear The droves did then no shaggie lyons fear No herbes did with deceitful poison flow And sweet Amomum every where did grow Ripe grapes did dangle from the briars tops Hard oakes sweet hony formed in dewie drops The pine did then no use of trade retaine Each country bred all fruit the earth disdaind The harrows weight and vines the sickles stroke Strong ploughmen let their bulls go free from yokes Wooll learn'd not to dissemble colours strange But rams their fleeces then in pastures chang'd To pleasing purple or to saffron die And lambes turne ruddie as they feeding lie The golden time which uncompell'd And without rule in faith and truth excell'd As then there was nor punishment nor fear Nor threatning lawes in brasse preseribed were Nor suppliant crouching prisoners stoopt to see Their angry judge but all was safe and free To visit other worlds no wounded pine Did yet from hills to faithlesse seas decline Then unambitious mortals knew no more But their own countries natur-bounded shore Nor swords nor armes were yet no trenches round Beseiged townes nor strifefull trumpets sound The souldier of no vse in firme content And harmeless ease their happy dayes were spent The yet free earth did of her owne accord Untorn with ploughes all sorts of fruits afford Content with natures unenforced food They gather wildings straw buries of the wood Sower cornells what upon the bramble growes And Acorns which Joves spreading oak bestowes 'T was alwaies spring warm Zephyr sweetly blew On smiling flowers which without setting grew Forth with the earth corn unmanured bears And every tree renewes her golden ears With milk and nectar were the rivers fili'd And honey from green holly-oaks distili'd When froth-born Venus and her brâ—t With all that furious brood young Jove begar In horrid shapes were yet unknown Those Haleyon daies those golden daies are gone There was no clyent then to wait The leisure of a long-tail'd Advocate The Talion law was in request And Chancery courts were kept in every breast Abused statutes had no tenters And men could deal secure without indenters There was no peeping hole to clear The wittols eye from his incarnate fear There were no lustful cinders then To broyl the caâ—bonadoed hearts of men The rosie cheek did then proclaime A shame of guilt but not a guilt of shame There was no whining soul to start At Cupids twang or curse his flaming dart The boy had then but callow wings And fell Erynnis scorpions had no stings The better acted world did move Upon the fixed poles of truth and love Love essenc'd in the hearts of men Then reason rul'd there was no passion then Till lust and rage began to enter Love the circumference was and love the center Untill the wanton
slew Next Hydra did with sword and fire subdue The Erimanthian Bore with Javelin stroke The brasse hoov'd stagge with golden antlers took The chac't Stimphalides his arrowes felt From th'Amozonian won her precious belt Then cleans'd Augaeus stalls with ordure full And vanquished the furious Cretan bull Sâ—erne Diomed his ravenous horses threw Three-headed Gerion in Iberia slew The Hesperian dragon-guarded apples won And scowling Cerberus shewed to the sun Hermophradite Sir and Madam twisted both together One orbe contains both sun and moon Within whose eyes Both Venus and Adonis lies In every simple sound A perfect dialogue is found Tib and Tom in a trick Natures Philip and Mary's sixpence Two sexes in one Individual Hermit v. Anchorite High Which with lesse distance peeps into the stars Than which no place of earth doth swell more high In any place nor nearer meets the skie Which by their wondrous height Might seem to threat the skies and once more fright The Gods with a gigantick war That out-braves the skie Till as Atlas pillars which did tack Heaven to the earth That to an immense height drawes up the eye A cliffe As high as the Canarian Tenariffe Which lift their swelling tops above the skies Which shrouds His airy bead in hanging clouds Whose lofty top Nature hath made contiguous to the heavens Whose lofty top doth know No distance from the Skies Singing his pate against the torrid Zone Makes Offa like a wart That emulate the Skie As they would ease great Atlas of his load That rear Their glitering tops which fatall lightning fear Invade the Skies And bid defiance to the Skie That lick the stars and steal a kisse from heaven That muffle up their heads within the clouds Like Athos Mount Or Erix steep and long Or like old Apeninus rais'd on high Into the Air kissing the starrie Skie Whose top seems to despise The under vale doth rise In stately height to parly with the Skies As Mountains on whose barren brest The labouring clouds do often rest Whose stately eminence Vassals the under vales circumference So high as if they meant To ease strong Atlas of his punishment Whose head like winged fame Might pierce the clouds yea seem the stars to kisse And Mausolus great tomb might stand in this Tempting the Skie so â—gh From thence swell'd mountains seem but to the eye As atoms losing their heads within the Skie Bearding the stars thrusting acquaintance on the Skie Proudly insulting o'r the under Skie Whose lofty foreheads brush the stars As if thee meant to put out heavens bright eyes As if they meant to scale the Skies Whose height doth court the clouds Scaling Olympus snowie brow Knocking their hâ—ows against heavens brazen doors That heaven and earth attone That reach heavens battlements So high They thrâ—atned to give battell to the Skie Which show Against the height of heaven their pointed brow Skie-kissing air-invading High as Riphoean hills Hill v. High Two rockie hills lift their proud tops on high And make a vale beneath Their lofty brows display Earths dugges wart risings tumours blisters Athos Atlas Haemus Rhodope Ismarus Eryx Cithaera Taurns Caucasus Alps Appenine Oeta Tmolus Aetna Paâ—nassus Othrys Cynthus Mimas Dyndimus Mycale Pâ—lion Pindus Offa Olympus Helicon Ida. History The rorch of truth The treasure-house of time The glasse of ages past The Matron with her eyes behind her Hippocrene The fount Made by the horse hoof on the Muses Mount â—ganippe's spring The Heliconian well The Muses sacred rill The Poets fount Where they to drench their ravisht lips are wont V. Muses-Parnassus Forked Parnassus spring where those sweet maids of memory do sing Homer The Grecian Merlin The Muses high Priest Blind Bard of Greece The Muses Purveyor Apollo's Caterer The Priest of Smyrna that took such delight In knowledge that for it he chang'd his sight Whose pen The Scepter was which rul'd the souls of men Honest v. Forms of Commending A man of a most confirmed honesty He would not flatter Neptune for his trident Or love for power to thunder His heart 's his mouth Would not betray The Devil to his fellow and delights No lesse in truth than light A mind keeps correspondence to his tongue A mind allied unto his words He hath all the entendmenrs of an honest man From whose free tongue proceedeth nought That is not correspondent to hâ—s thought Whose head and heart keep alwayes one pace His conscience and his tongue keep the same tune Who punishment lesse than the trespasse fears Honey The sweets that crown the labours of the Bee The sweet provision of the Bee Bees flowrie task The riches of Hyblean Cottagers The treasures of industrious Bees Honour The waxen Palace of the Bee The waxie Cabbins of industrious Bees The Bees hollow home The Bees arched cells The dainty wax divided rooms The honey Merchants shop The waxen Canopie Honor. The inheritance of air Prides Stirrup That glorious nothing Ambitious wish and scope Which envy ever lackies at the heels That great engagement to great purposes Swelling Titles gilded emptiness vertues due guerdo Dreams in career Embroydered names The creature of authority Hope The poor mans god The lullabie of care The greatest antidote against despair Miseries babie rattle lenitive Ingaging expectation The parasite of thought The dream of mad men Ever-changing gale Swelling with wanton breath the gaudy sayls Of glorious fools Miseries cordiall The onely happinesse of those that are deprived of all other The hope with expectation feed The dame of beggars and the Queen of Kings Our joy in sorrow and our peace in strife The waking dream Brave temper of resolved spirits Valours incentive Patience's pillow Lawfullest flatterer The pullies to draw up dejected hearts The first-born of experience Horns The terrour of the skull Natures offensive arms And her defensive too Horse High bounding Steeds whose rich caparison With Scarlet blush with gold their bridles shone The best that ever trode The sounding Centre Like to the breed of great Laomedon â—r those which Jove gave Tros The bloody spur thrusts anger in his side Which perform their fiery course â—â—rinckling their foam and snowing on the dust â—â—e Steed in stately trappings proudly stamps â—nd in his mouth the foamy bridle champs 〈◊〉 forth the ringled bit and with his hooves Checks the submissive ground He lifts his hasty hoof as if he scorned The earth as if his tabering feet had found A way to go and yet ne'r touch the ground Bounds from the earth as if his entrails were hairs He is pure air and fire Earth and water never shew â—hemselves in him but in his still patience to let his â—ider mount him There stamps a Steed that champs the frothy steel This strokes the ground that scorns it with his heel His neck with thunder arm'd his breast with force Who from his nostrils throws a dreadfull light Eâ—alts in his own courage proudly bounds With trampling hoof the sounding Centre wounds Breaks through the order'd ranks
His soul lies fallows Ida. The mount enchas'd with silver springs The famous mount of Troy Where Paris judge'd the naked goddesses Whose wealthy top Is alwayes crowned with a plenteous crop The stately hill of Troy Whence Jove's great eagle snatcht the beauteous boy Idolater Thâ—t to the woâ—d and stone devotion do More senselesse than the stones they bow unto Jealous Jealousie Burning like Aetna with an imbowell'd fire Self-torturing Martyr Hollow-ey'd Snake-hair'd monster That watches himself a mischief and keeps a lear eye still for fear he should escape him Hundred ey'd Argos ever waking spie Pale hag infernall Fury pleasures smart Envious observer viewing every part Pin'd With seeking that he would be loath to find The frensie of of the wise Unkind carefullnesse Self-punishment for others fault Cousin of envy Daughter of love and mother of hate Self-misery for others happinesse Beauties watchfull guard Diligent in hope to lose his labour That fruitfull mischief ferall malady Conâ—inuall Feaver The furious bâ—tter passion Self-harming passion Vertue drowning flood That hellish fire not quenched but with blood One that dates scarce trust his mother in bed with his wife An head fly-blown with suspition Argos was not so jealous of his Cow Nor th' watchful dragon of the golden fleece An ill Jailour that makes many break prison It opens more wayes to wickednesse than it stops and where it finds one makes ten dishonest Ignorant Things like men which seem far off a man Of scarce so much understanding as will deliver him from being a fool Onely his lineaments bely a man A son of earth A narrow flat soul A man of a lank shallow brain Dull unconceiving brains Idiot Dâ—zzard Speaking beast A greater babie Cumine asse Old children A piece of earth that Prometheus put not half thâ—s pâ—oportion of fire into A soul drown'd in flesh Ignorant rich man A glorious fool a golden asse Shâ—ep with a golden fleece a crowned asse Dull as a thick-skul'd Justice drunk with sloth Or Alderman far gone in capon-broth Island Ground hugg'd in Neptunâ—s arms Clasp'd in the embraces of the sea Hoopt with a watry girdle Hedg'd in with water Neptunes enclosures Immortall v. Eternall That may challenge time and out wear it What neither age winter nor death can know Above times battery which ages cloud can nâ—'r benight That neither stoop to age nor death Imperfect Embryon'd unpolisht unfill'd not thâ—oughly anvill'd Impossible v. Never Incredible Not within the sphear of omnipotency Not within the capacity of being an object to an alâ—ighty power Meer contradictions Chymera ' of a restlesse brain We may hope as soon to calm a tempest with a song Should all the world their daâ—ing wits confer They should not make this lesse impossible You may as soon go kindle fire with snow As easily may'st thou thâ—ow A drop of water in the breaking gulph And take it thence again unmiâ—gled Without addition or diminishing As soon The whole earth may be bored and the Moon May through the Centre creep and so 〈◊〉 Her brothers noon-ride with th' Antipodes Imprison It s easier far The torne and injur'd panther to restrain In 's hot pursuit or stroke him coole again To tell the cause why winds do disagree Divide them when in stormes they mingled be Strait fix them single where they breath'd before Or fan them with a plume from sea to shore Than men shall sooner see The inticed needle disobey the tempting Adamant Imprison Confine enjayle enclose fetter shackle gyre manacle chain enthral enslave Impudent Of a â—ear'd impudence Who have confirm'd their faces like to flint Against all die of modesty Who nere had somuch grace As is portended by the blushing face Ashâ—m'd of nothing but of modesty One that hath dispensed with all shame A reprobate in vertue Without restraint of shame or modesty An headstrong impudence that mocks reproofe Which with small change might be turn'd into flint Inconstant v. Changeable Incredible v. Admirable I adde no more least truth it self should blush Fearing to loose its credit Wer 't not avouched by antiquity Who durst believe it Behold What hope transcends nor can with faith be told 'T is past my creede Beyond the credit of the credulous Above all history stands not within the prospect of belief Which to believe Is a faith which reason without miracle Can never plant in understanding judgements Not believ'd without some difficulty Without all appearance of reason There 's nothing is incredible after this Which none would speak but he that thought He had a priviledge without controll To speak things unlikely Posterity will scarce the same believe Which no wise man can lend a thought to I sooner will believe Medusa's head With snaky hairs was round encompassed Or Scylla or Chymaera's monstrous frame Lyon and serpent parted with a flame Or that the Minotaure hath ever been Or Cerberus with triple dog-face seene Or Sphynx or Harpyes Giants that had feete Like serpents Gyges or the Centaures fleete I will believe all these can sooner be Than that c. v. Never Impossible Indian That sucks sweet liquor from his sugar cane That dives for pearls within the wealthy maine That within The streams of Ganges bathe their swarthy skin Infamous Whose name is in black letters registred In the eternal book of infamy From out the book of honour razed quite Infant Non-age pupillage mino ity dawne of life The new-spun thread of life That hath but yet an inch of life Bonelesse gums Unbreathed suckling Whose lips hang on the mothers brest Whose cries A estill'd with rattles and fond lullabies A thrumbe of man Natures epitome The handfull of a man Not much in debt to time The mothers late deliver'd load Whose young breath scarce knowes the way VVhose pretty smiles could never yet descry The deep affect on of a mothers eye VVhose imperfect pace Can hardly lead his feet from place to place Inocent A man as free from wronging others as himself VVhose hands are free And yet unstaind with any injury From all aspersions clear Whose souls unsullied yet with â—oul offence Enthroned sit in spotlesse innocence Pure as the stream of aged Symois untainted with offence White as the unsullied lilly was her soul His looks doth raise from blemish clear Intice To train toll ensnaâ—e becken wooe court allure baiâ— Job That spectacle of patient miserie All the ulcers that had been In Aegypt cured were broke out again In his distempered flesh The patient Edomite He that trâ—'d both estates Acquainted with the smiles and frowns of fate Paâ—â—ent unto a Pâ—oveâ—â— Whom neither riches could make insolent Nor naked pâ—verty impatient John the Baptist The son of Zachay Late issue of the barrâ—n womb Christs former trumpet The head of Prophets Forerunner to the King of heaven The morning-star of the eternâ—l son Whose head was price unto the Dâ—msels feet Joyfull v. Glad Jâ—y Publick v. Shout Noise The Palace with the peopâ—eâ— praises rings And sacred joy in every
bosome spâ—ings The people that in shoals do swim Walls windowâ— ooft â—owers steeples all were set With severall eyes that in this object met Children uncapable to all mens thinking Were dâ—unk with joy as others were with drinking And stâ—ikâ—s the heavens with sound of trembling bells The Vocal Gâ—ddesse leaving dâ—sart woods Slâ—des down the Dales and dancing on the floods Observes our woods and wiâ—h repeating noise Contends to double our abundant joyes Mirth digs her pits in every cheâ—k To bury grief and sorrow Casheer all care and chear the foolish soul To joyn To marâ—y glue paste wed wedge â—iveâ— yoke manacle fetter shackcle sodder cement knit tie Iris v. Rainbow Heavens Embassadresse the thousand coloured dame She that paints the clouds Golden wing'd Thaumantia The goddesse with the painted bow The painted mother of the showers Juno 's embassad resse Judas The damned Iscariot He that betray'd his master with a kisse And miss'd of heaven even at the gates of blisse Judge Grim pronouncers of the Law Living Law Sâ—rict conservers of the Laws Grave Stewards and dispensors of the Laws That sit on bright Astraea's sacred Throne That speaks nothing but chains and shackles Whose stubble beard doth grate poor prisoners eyes Whose stern faces look Worse than the Prisoner that 's deni'd his book Or Pilate painted like a scalded Cook Day of Judgement The worlds combustion The generall Bonefire The grand Sessions Natures Funerall The worlds sad hour Dooms-day When souls shall wear their new array When the words masse shall shrink in purging flame The last dayes summons when earths Tâ—ophies lie Ascattered heap and time it self shall die When the Sun shall From the blind heavens like a dead cinder fall And all the elements intend their strife To ruine what they fram'd When desperate time lies gasping When thunder summons from eternal sleep Th' imprison'd ghosts and spreads â—'th frighted deep A veil of darknesse When the knot of nature is dissolved And the worlds ages in one hour involved In their old Châ—os seas with skies shall joyn And stars with stars confounded lose their shine The â—arth no longer shall extend her shore To keep the Ocean ouâ— the Moon no more Follow the sun but scorning her old way Crosse him and claim the guiding of the day The falling worlds now jarring frame no peacâ— No league shall hold great things themselves oppresse When earth and seas to flâ—mes are turn'd And all the world with one sad fire is burn'd The utmost date of time When rocks and all things shâ—ll disband The great and universal doome When Christ shall in a throne of clouds descend To judge the earth With rusty maske the heavens shall hide their face The aged world dissolved by the last And fatal houre shall to old Chaos hast Stars justling stars shall in the deep confound Their radiant fires the land shall give no bound To swallowing seas the moon shall crosse the sun With scorne that her swift wheeles obliquely run Daies throne aspiring discord then shall â—end The worlds crackt flame and natures concord end The frame Of nature then shall feed the greedy flame Men cities floods and seas by ravenous lust Of fire devoured all shall resolve to dust When the dancing poles Shall cease their whirling galliard When Lachesis hath no more thread to spin Nor time a feather on his crazy wing When this vast oâ—be of earth shall blazing burn And all the world in funeral flames shall mourn When heaven and hell amazâ—ng must appear In two extreams joy and excessive fear The hindge of things Is broke all ends run back into their springs The second Chaos When earth and sea in fiery flames shall frie And time lies buried in eternity When as to those enchaind in sleepe The wakeful trump of doome shall thunder through the deepe With such an horrid clang As on mount Sinai rang While the red fire and smouldring clouds out brake The aged earth agast With terrour of that blast Shall fâ—om the surface to the center shake When at the worlds last session The dreadful Judge in midle aire shall spread his throne July That month whose fame Growes greater by the man that gave it name When many well pil'd cocks of short sweet hay stands in the field What time soft night had silently begun To steal by minutes on the long-liv'd day The furious dog pursuing of the sun Whose noisome breath ads fervour to his ray v. Summer Zodiack Leo. June Sol leaving Gemini and drawing near Unto his height in Cancer when shortest night Urg'd the Thessalian archer v. Summer Zodiack-Cancer Juno Saturnia Great Queen of Gods Great matron of the Thunderer That chariots through the skies By peacocks drawn stuck full of Argus eyes Heavens Queen The Empresse of the skie Silver-arm'd goddesse White-arm'd deity Saturnia that makes the white embrace The ivory fingerd Queen Drawn with a team of harnest peacocks With silken bridles in a coach of gold Lined with Estrich plumes Shee That shares with Joves imperial soveraignty Joves sister and his wife That kindles Hymens fires The Queen of marriage and of chast desires Heavens great dame That hath the charge to rule the nuptial flame In nuptial bands That ties the hearts and then the willing hands Jupiter Saturnius The Almighty Thunderer To give the soul a goal delivery To deal their martial almes To suffer shipwrack of the soul And with his blood embrued The blushing earth Making a fatal rest to lulâ— Him in the sleep of death which clos'd his sight Shutting his eyes up in eternal night Taught him the way to his grave Driving the soul out at the yawning wound Uncase dislodge untenant uncage a soule As when a spring conducting pipe doth break The waters at a little breach burst ouâ— And hissing through the airy regions smoke So â—lusht the blood To Kill ones self To leave the warfare of this life Without a passe from the great general He gives himself a period to the race Of his loath'd life To abridge their own lives pilgrimage To be a traitour to ones selfe To let out life and so unhouse the soul To break the prison As if'â—were sweet to dye when forc't to live Accessary to their own death Self murtherer Kings Gods enshrin'd in earthly frames Fineâ— but more britle ware Sifted from common bran Inferiour Gods Earthly Deities Mortal God Whos 's awfull eye Bears signes of an imperious majesty That swaies the awful scepter in his hand The supream moderators of the law Astâ—â—a's princely stewards Men in Text letters Whose roval temples are impal'd With the enamel'd crown and diadem Who on th'â—mperial throne Doth alwaies sit and alwaies sits alone Whose lives are gaudy troubles whose crowns are Not more beset with pearls than stuft with care He that bears Heavens Scepter and the clouds with thunder tears The King of Gods That power from whom what ere hath being springs The goat-nurst God who three-forkt lightning flings Whose nod the worlds foundation
hearts and none Could own a thought whose best advice could borrow The smallest respite from th'extreams of sorrow The direst Tragedy that ever chaleng'd wonder The rosie die that decks the blushing morne Grew pale and clouds immurd the muffled skies These woes made every one with woe in love That heart is flint that doth not grieve to hear it The high topt firrs that on the mountains keep Have ever since that time been seen to weepe The owle till then 't is thought full well could sing And tune her voice to every bubling spring But when she heard these plaints then forth she yode Out of the covert of an ivie tod And hollowing for ayde so strain'd her throat to shew The lavish wrinckles of a laughing brow Laughing as lechery were wâ—thin their lungs Smiles the cheeke in rest Lawyer That travailes in the knotty â—aw Who purchase land build houses by their tongue And study right that they may practice wrong That studies brawling lawes And setts his voice to sale in every cause His pen is the plough and the parchment the soyle from whence he reapes both coyne and curses Long gown'd warriours Who play in Westminister unarm'd at barriers Purse milking nation gowned vultures Brawling Harpies Whose tongues will live when they are dead Lean. Living Anatomy Breathing skeleton Living charnel house A sack of bones His skin hangs about him like an old ladies loose gown A dwindle One whose ribs like rugged laths rub out his doublet The parched corps do show In the loose skin as if some spirit it were Kept in a bagge by some great conjurer Lean as a whetstone Lean as a rake appears That lookt as pinch with famine Aegypts years Worne out and wasted to the pithlesse bone As one that had a long consumption His rusty teeth forsaken of his lips As they had serv'd with want two prentiships Did through his pallid cheeks and lankest skin Bewray what number were enrank't within How many bones made up this staâ—ved wight Was soon perceiv'd a man of dimmest sight Apparantly might see them knit and tell How all his veiâ—s and every sinâ—w fell His belly inward drawn his belly prest His unfill'd skin hung dangling on his brest His feeble knees with pain enough uphoâ—d Tâ—at pinâ—d carkasse cast as in a mold Câ—t out by deaths grim forme If small legs wan Ever the title of a Gentleman His did acquite it in his flesh pull'd downe As he had liv'd in a beleaguerd town A wretch so empty that if ere there be In nature found the least vacuity 'T will be in him As if his hollow cheeke Had been at buffets with an emberweeke Thâ—t wears good friday in his face Whose hollow cheeks Are faithful Almanacks of ember weaks The pining body to a shadow wears V. Browns Past lib. 2. song 1. Learned v. Eloquent The Muses minion A branch of Minerva's Olive A knowing soul Lights of nature Gulfe of learning Gyant of wit Monarch of wit Quintessence of wit Walking breathing library Atlas of letters Dictatour of learning Zenodotus heart Crates liver Minerva's tower Rich mine of wit Magazin of learning Architect of wit Monarch of Sciences Learnings triumphant Victor That rul'd as he thought fit The whole monopoly of wit Englands third University Whom all the Muses court Walking Vatican In the firmament of learning he will shine to all posteâ—ity a star of the first magnitude A soul so learn'd truth fear'd that she Might stand too nakt near his philosophy Many languagâ—s that departed from Babel in a confusion met in his mouth in a method The only wise And when he dies the fame of wisdome dies Phaebus to him his oracles resign'd Wisdome is only to his breast confiâ—'d v. Aristotle Leaves Trees shadie locks The dangling tresses of the wood The wanton gugawes of the gamesome wind The trees green perewigge The trembling pendants of the boughs The shady covert of the fruit Leda Helens fair mother VVhom Jove deceived like a silver swan And made her lay two egges from whence there came The stoutest brothers and the fairest dame That ever chaleng'd wonder Leggs Cupids columnes The bodies sister pillars Leggs streighter than the thighes of Jove Letters The absent voice and tongue The dumbe discourse The talke at distance Thoughts in black and white The silent language The hand talkes with the paper Discourse by signes betwixt them whom distance have made dumb Friendly communion of the thoughts VVhen distance must deny that priviledge Unto the tongue by dumbe interpreters Letters of sad contents Putting her fingers to unrip the seale Cleaving to keepe those sorrowes from her eyes As it were loth the tidings to reveal VVhence grief should spring in such variety But strongly urg'd both to her will appeal VVhen the soft wâ—x unto her touch implies Sticking unto her fingers bloody red To shew the bad news quickly followed And for a fescue she doth use her tears That when some line shee loosely overpast The drops do tell her where she left the last Her trembling hand as in a feaver shakes VVherewith the the paper doth a litle stir VVhich she imagins at her sorrow shakes And pities it which she thinks pities her Made the short letter long by reading it oft over I burst ope the letter but not till after the third pluck as if theâ— dumbe wax pitying my too nigh approaching unhappinesse seemeâ— to be an unwilling messenger of my misery Letters of glad contents How often did I kisse the seal your letters waxen lock â—ow often did I put it to my lips that by that dumbe show it might unâ—â—derstand its welcome How often did I read and read again the superscription How did I smile at every word every letter promising as many joyes I never lov'd my name till I saw it writ with your hand on the backside of your letter Mâ—ny times did I put my hand to the seal to breake it ope and aâ— many times withdrew it fearing to suâ—fet with excessive joy Leviathan That swarthy tyrant of the Ocean Shielded in his proud scales so close that air Cannot pierce through c. v. Job chap. 41 â— Quâ—rles Job militant p. 260 Light Gods eldest daughter The first-born creature Times first-born issue Beauâ—eous daughter of the sun Lightning v. Thunder The flâ—sh of heavens â—antastick flame Hot flaming issue from the clouds cold wombe That like a viper eates the straitning roome For freâ—'r passage The curled clouds do break into a radiant flâ—me As lighâ—ning by the wind foâ—c'd from a cloud Breaks through the wounded aire with thunder loud Distuâ—bs the day Crushing the justling cloud Râ—rified aire In flashingâ—st eams doth ope the darkned heavens Joves forked shaft The whizzing exhaltations The cleaving tearing riving of the skies Heavens soultry flash Riding upon a paire of burning wings The crosse blew lightning seem'd to open The brest of heaven and let downe â—he sheets of fire Like As Daucius sons Tymber and Larides Such perfect copies were they of
breath'd the flames of dreadful majesty Manifest Whose clearnesse excludes it from all controversie Unquestioned verity That needs no dispute Writ by the sun beams in the open light Which he that runs may read Which even the blind may see Which all must see that do not shut their eyes Many Like casting bees in swarmes Like dancing atomes on a â—â—ramers dâ—y As candid pellets in congeaIed rain Than Autumnes ears far more Or leaves of trees or sands on Neptunes shore Unnumbered motes that in the sun do play When at some cranny with his peircing eye He peepeth in some darker place to spie Are not so many More Than there are sands upon the Lybian shore More than the welkin poures Of candid drops upon the ears of corne Before that Ceres yellow locks are shorne Numbers that the stars outrun And all the Atomes of the sun Able to pose Arithmatick As wandring Atoms in the empty skie He that can number in November all The wither'd leaves that in the forrest fall He that can number all the drops in showers Which Hyads Pleiads moist Oryon powers May count c. Past stars in number or those sands that spread The vast seas bottom Almost arriving to an infinâ—ty bordering upon infinity So multiply That they mock the envying skie Too large for all Arithmatick Mount Gargarus hath not so many stems You may first count Cenyphia's ears of corne Or how much sweet Thyme Hybla doth adorne How many birds cut the aire with their wings How many fishes through the seas do swim Bâ—fore you number c. The flowers in spring time thou maiest sooner tell Or Autumnes apples or the snow that fell Than c. More ears of ripe corne grow not in the fields Nor half so many boughs the forrest yeilds So many green leaves grow not in the wood Nor swim so many fishes in the flood So many stars in heaven you cannot see As c. Like trooping ants In plâ—nty hoarding for the time of want More leaves the forrest yeilds not from the trees More beasts the Alpes breed not nor Hybla bees Nor are those billowes more That proudly justle the Carpathian shore Like cloudy threaves Of busie flies when summers golden vailes Enrich the fields and milk bedewes the pales As many they employ As Agamemnon once brought ships to Troy Not Hybla's mountains in the jocund prime Upon her many bushes of sweet thime Showes greater number of industrious bees Thâ—n c. The pâ—ety litle king Of honey people in a sun-shine day Leads not to field in oâ—derly aray More busie buzzers Swarme tide of people Which surmount Tâ—e language of Arithmaticks account Abound Like blades of grasse the cloth the pregnant ground Nor aâ—e in numbeâ— more The sands whereon the rolling billowes roare March v. Spring The moneth that bears the warriours name When first the sun Peeps through the hornes of the celestial Ram. That from his golden saddle Helle threw And drown'd her in the sea that bears her name Making the dayes and nights of equal length Marke v. to Looke To view with an observing eye As jealous of the object Marriage To Marry The nupâ—ials The nupâ—ial solemnity The Genial sheete The tedious Ceremony Love and Hymen urge the nuptial bed The sacred fires with rich perfumes are fed The house hung round with garlands every where Melodious harps and songs salute the eare When with nuptial kisse they smother Growing flames in one another The unslipping knoâ— The nuptial twine The gâ—rlands on the marriage doore were worne The linnen fillets did the posts adorne The bâ—idal tapers shone the bed on high With ivory steps and gold imbroidery The matron in a towred crown that led The bride forbid her on the threshold tread The yellow vaile cover'd her face to hide The fearful blushes of the modest bride Coupling Hymen with his nuptial bands And golden fetteâ—s had conjoyn'd their hands The garland made the bridal chamber drest And jolly welcome had to every guest Expos'd the bounty of the marriage feast Wedlock had coupled their espoused hands The Muses have consulted with the Gâ—aces To crown the day and honour their embraces Hymen begins to grumble at delay And Bacchus laughs to think upon the day The Virgin tapers and what other rites Do appertain to nuptial delights Are all prepaâ—'d Hymen attends The noble paire and is prepar'd to yoke Tâ—eir promis'd hands the sacred altars smoke With myâ—â—h and frankincense the wayes are strow'd With Flora's pâ—ide and the expecting crowd Hymon spend all thy torches on this night The God that sings His holy numbers over marriage beds Hâ—th knit their hâ—arts and hands Marriage is lâ—ke rose water in a Christal glasse More stâ—ings to make better musick Bondage knit in love knots The Antidote for lust Mariage which two doth so unite That they are both but one Hermaphrodite Modest Hymen shakes his torch And chast Lucina smiles The sacred Gordian knot When maids must change their virgin state and name The knoâ— tied with the â—ongue and not to be unloosed with the teeth The bridal captives Two mutual souls to link in sacred chains And with our tongues wee 'l tie a Gordian knot To put a free neck to the yoke of love Chaining with holy charmes their willing hands Whose hearts are linkt in loves eternal bands The morning night dismaskes with welcome flame When Junâ— Venus and free Hymen came To gracâ— the marriage The pallace rung with our confused joyes They Hymen sing the alters fume with flames â—â—e maid now marriageable honoured With her nuptial bed To make a nuptial paire The nuptial torch doth light him to the bed of c. Hymen puts on his saffron weeds To bind his soul in Hymens knot The reverend man by magick of his praier Hath us'd such chaâ—mes that now they are Contracted into one the holy lights Smile with a chearful lustâ—e on their rites Hymen weares His brightest robes where some fam'd Persian shall Work with the wonder of her needle all Toe nuptial â—oyes v. Epithalamium Martyr â—â—e joyful martyr springs into the flame As fearful to escape that death Confiâ—ms his faith sealing it with his blood With a triumphâ—nt patience he bears His welcome death Courring the flame Meâ—ting the fire with a kind embrace Mâ—unted to heaven up in a coach of fire Whose head in heaven shall wear eternal crownes Tâ—uâ—hs bone-fires Mars v. War Tâ—e furious God Wars vermillion God Hâ— that rules in deeds of armes That supples earth with blood Armes potent patron The president of war â—â—ther of great Romulus â—â—ves warlick son Bellona's raging brother Whose musick is the drum The trumpet guns and shrieks of dying men That with unpartial sithe Mowes down whole fields of men The Cuckold making God Venus bold champion He whom unto the Gods the sun betraid As in the nets with Venus caught he laid Maske The silken cloud Beauties artificial clouds Tâ—e cloud that under it an heaven of beauty shroud Tâ—e vaile
in midst of Tanais did lie Padus or Rhodonus he would be drie Worse than any comes From the fel aspects foul infectious gummes Which doth breath â—â—aths secret errand What an hot summer's â—n my bosome That all my bowels crumble up to dust Bid winter come â—d thrust his icie finger in my maw Or let all riveâ—s take their course Though my burnt veins intreat the North To make his bleak wâ—nds kisse my parched lip â—â—d breath me some cold comfort v. Hot. Prayer â—â—ous airs pious orgies pious orisons â—â—ch was Deucailon such was Pyrrha's prayer To Themis drown'd in water and despair To â—ear the trembling hands Then to the stars his hands advancing cryes To throw the eyes to heaven He vows to heaven addrest With eyes and hands to heaven advanc'd he prayes In accents cloath'd with reverence With such a fervent grace as if Devotion had borrowed her body to make of it self a most beautifull representation with her eyes so lifted to the Skies as if they had begun to flie thitherward 〈◊〉 take their place amongst their fellow stars To pay our pious debts to heaven Tâ— pour out the eyes in a petition The Churches banquet angels Godâ— breath in man returning to his birth The soul in paraphrase heart in pilgrimage The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth Engine against the Almighty sinners tower â—â—versed thunder Christs side-piercing spear Gâ—â—dnesse of the best Heaven in ordinary man well drest The milkie way the bird of paradise Church bells beyond the stars heard the souls blood The land of spices something understood To invade gods ear with welcome importunity Prayse â—welling encomiums elogiums To strew praises in their way â—o exalt unto the stars Prejudice The Jaundies in the eyes of the soul V. Forms of commending Presently Before the air had cool'd his hasty breath Ere the quick motion of the eye Sooner than thought could change its present object Pride The Magistrate of sins That solemn vice of greatnesse That rude vice Of ignorance and pitied greatnesse Primrose The first born issue of the â—eeming spring The eldest children of the spring The springs maidenhead The firstlings of the winter year The first appearing beauties of the Spring The springs first Infants Prison Prisoner The grave of the living the worms that gnaw them their owâ— thoughts house of meager looks and ill smells where to be out aâ— elboows is in fashion and a great indecoâ—um not to be thread bare Where a doublet with buttons is more out of fashion than trun lâ— breeches wearing out their life like an old suit the faster the better it teacheth much wisdome too late and a man had better bâ— a fool than come thither to learn it So cursed a piece of land that the son is ashamed to be his fathers heir in it Banisht at home The dunghill of the Law upon which are thrown the ruines of the Gentâ—y and the nasty heaps of decayed bankrupts The University of poore Schollars wherein three arts are chiefly studied to pray to curse and to write Letters A place where all the inhabitants are close fellows and fast friends sure men and such as you may know where to have them A â—enement which none will take over their heads Old men and young men there are much alike for neither go far Prodigies v. Omens Profound v. Obscure Craving a mind from earth and ignorance refin'd Promercheus That fetâ—ht from heaven the living fire That on the Scythian mountains snowie top Doth th' Eagle with his growing liver feede Jâ—peâ—us bold son that brought from heaven The sparke of life from Phaebus chariot wheele For which on Câ—ucasus he chained lies And with his heart the eagle satisfies Shaper of man Prophecie Prophet His brest Was by a prophecying rage possest And the included God inflam'd his mind To have an entheated breast Enthusiastick Gods interpreter Toucht with adiviner fire Sees long before what others will admire Many years hence Whose words are oracles Whose soul receives a clear and holy light Convey'd by the still visions of the night Heavens familiars Entrusted with heavens secrets Gods sacred heralds Inspired Soules Sacred Bards Proserpina Bright Empresse of th' Elysian sâ—â—des Ceres fair daughter Queen of Erebus The Lady of the infernal ghosts Persephone Tâ—e Stygian goddesse Queen of Phlegethon Pluto's sad wiâ—e The sad fac'd Goddesse Hecate By Dis stollen from the plains of Sâ—cily V. Ovid. Met am lib. 5. Prosperity That lolle on beds of roses Flowing in a golden swim â—ladulgent fortune smiles on him Finding no want of any thing but want Living in fortunes sunshine A prosperous gale â—anns courteous wind upon the swelling sayle V. Happy Fortunate Protesilaus By instinct of fate The first that fell in Greece and Tâ—oy's debate That boldly leapt on the Sygaeum shore Deceiv'd by sly Ulysses who before Appear'd to have trod upon the fatal strand But lighted on his shield first thrown to land Proâ—eus Gray prophet of the sea Tâ—â— juggling sea-god Blew scalie god that in the sea doth range Who now a man a lion now appears Now a fell boar a serpents shape now beaâ—s A bull with threatning horns now seems to â— Now like a stone now like a spreading tree And sometime like a gentle river flows Sometimes like fire averse to water shows Proud v. Ambitious Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in his eyes Misprising what they look on Which as he goes Kicâ—s at the earth with a disdainfull scorn Whose brow is cloath'd with proud disdain Upon whose surly brow state sits in scorn As if he meant to tear from heaven their stars If it be true the giants ere made war against heaven he had been a fit ensign-bearer of that company whose thoughts fly a pitch beyond ambition Looking at himself through a multiplying glasse and the bigger end of the prospective He that rides on a winged horse to tell him of his good parts shall come too late to bring him stale news of what he knew too well before One of tolerable parts but intollerable pâ—ide Pâ—re v. Bright Pure as the brightest beams shoâ— from the sun At his full heighâ— Pyrates That play the parts of tempests in the sea That with the sea contend to try Whether can shew a greater cruelty Sea-vermin Seas water rats That act the part of â—empests in the seas Pythâ—goâ—as The first that called himself Philosopher â—â—mian wiseman That held the transmigration of the soul â— first his Funies five years silence taught V. Ovid. Met. Lib. 5. Q. Quake v. Tremble â—s doth the trembling earth â— Beat by the sea Gods â—rident â— sudden fear unnerves his quaking thighs â— Phaeton when from the arched Skie â— earth at such a distance he did eye â— Europâ— quake when on the back â— the lov'd bull she rode A death resembling cold â—g'd her heart and vitall heat controll'd â—yblis quak'd when her repulse she heard â—â—ees unknitting one another strook â—yrtha entred to her fathers bed â—joynts pale horrour shook
deeds hold The twigs of the rod of war wherewith God scourgeth a want nation into repenâ—nce When the sword is once drawn he wisheth all scabbards cut in pieâ—â— Soul The heavenly spark the better part of man Of a fair lodging brighâ—er guest The bodies inmate The rationall and nobler part The bodies Tenant The best first part the Monarch of the breast The bodies best perfume Souls departed Spirits which have thrown away All their envious weights of clay And by their glorious troops supply The glorious winged Hierarchy Whom their great Creators sight Inebriateth with delight Spirits imparadised Freed souls Uncaged spirits Flidge souls that leave their shells Uncased unorganed unsheathed souls Ghosts repurified unhoused uncloathed souls That have put on the glistering Pall Of immortality That clothed be In garments wove of immortality Divorced infranchised refined souls That have put off their gowns of clay Harsh sound The bells in pestilence ne'r made like sound The croaking raven or the engendring toad The mandrakes shriek not half so harsh Killing accents No harsher news did ever strike the ear Heart-wounding news Sinking the soul with the report Where truth is worse than any forgeriâ— Where we may curse the mouth that doth not lie Where fame goes off with a most sad report Oh wound us not with sad a tale for bear To presse our grief too much we cannot hear This all at once such heavy news as these Must gently sink into us by degrees Let us digest This first then try our patience with the rest Practise us first in lighter griefs that we 〈◊〉 grow at last strong for this Tragedy 〈◊〉 it in whispers and uncertainty â— some new unauthoriz'd bâ—zze without â—â—ason or warrant to confirme our doubt South Where Auster vailes â—â—d heavens with clouds and earth with showers assails Sew The cunningest painter might have learn'd of her needle which â—â—h so pretty a manner made his careere to and froâ— through the â—â—h as if the needle would have been loth to have gone from such â—â—istresse but that it hoped to returne thitherward very quickly aâ—in the cloth looking with many eyes upon her and lovingly emâ—â—acing the wounds she gave it the shears were also at hand to beâ—â—d the silk that was grown too short And if at any time she 〈◊〉 it to her mouth to bite it off it seemed that where she had been â—â—g making roses with her hands she would in an instant make â—â—ses with hâ—r lips the lillies seemed rather to have whitenesse of â—e hand that made them than the matter they were made of and 〈◊〉 they grew there by the suns of her eyes refreshed by that aire â—hich an unawares sigh might bestow upon them Like artificial Gods creating flowers Sparke â—s fire his strength being wasted hides his head â—n the white ashes sleeping though not dead Who ever saw a dying sparke of fire â—â—ke in warme embers till some breath inspire â—â—orc't revival how obscure it lies And beeing blowne glimmers awhile and dies â—â—eping in his ashy bed Speake To breake the yeilding aire His tongue begun his taske His lipâ— he thus unlocks unsealâ— â—o present the aire with To saluâ—e the ears To cloath the thoughts in airy garments To forme a speech to shape a voice And wings gave to this speech To digest his thoughts in words As if a God did break The aire amongst us and vouâ—hsafe to speak He straight divides The portals of his lips and thus replâ—'d His lips such accents break To unseal the red virgin wax To break the bars of silence Open once more those rosie twins Opâ—ning the cherrie of her lips The conceptions of the mind discharge their birth Spider Industrious Spinster That weaves the waving tiffany That on high rafters layes her thin spun net To catch the buzzing flie That weaves her own Lawn hanging canopie Ingenious spinner twining with her feet What from her bowels comes Spinne To twine the carded wooll The carded wooll With following twine their busie fingers pull And with soft murmures draw the teased wool From their small spindles twerl the twining thread A Spring or Fountain Chrystall riverlings purl on the pebbles The lesser daughters of the sea Edged with poplar trees Where Chrystal springs do wooe the meeker ground And makes the pebbles dance unto their sound The Chrystall spring Got newly from the earths imprisoning The Chrystall current of the plains The water turns in many a ring As if it staid to hear the wood quire sing The water so transparent pure and clear That had the self enamour'd boy gaz'd here So fatally deceiv'd he had not been While he the bottome not his face had seen A Chrystall rill Gently diâ—burd'ned from a swelling hill Which from the green side of a flowry bank Eat down a channell where the wood nymphs drank That smileth as she floats And in her face so many dimples show And often skips as it did dancing go Whose fretful waves beating against the hill 〈◊〉 all the bottom with soft mutterings fill The murmuring brooke That wantons through the meadowes Sweet springs in which a thousand nimphes did play â—oft rumbling brooks that gentle slumber drew By whose falls â—elodious birds sing madrigalls â— babling spring that trips upon the stones â—nd with soft murmure rocks the sence asleepe The Christal Nymph The flowing deity â— bubling spring with streams as clear as glasse â—n chiding by enclos'd with matted grasse A Chrystal spring Presenting the impartial shapes of things The spring â—regnant with flowers now the spring Like a new bride appears â—hose feather'd musick only bring Caresses and no requiem sing On the departed year The earth like some rich wanton heire Whose parents conffind lie â—orgets it once lookt pale and bare And doth for vanities prepare As if spring nere would die â—hen temperate breath â—â—es to the glad fields truitful birth â—h ' enamour'd spring soft blushâ—s blowes Upon the roses cheeks The south inspires Life in the spring and gathers into quires The scaâ—ter'd nightingales Now th' astonisht spring â—ears in the aire the feather'd people sing The easie spring â—â—icht with odours wantons on the wing â—f th' Easterne wind â—â—ir Mistresse of the earth with garlands crown'd 〈◊〉 out her flowry wealth The trees put on their leavy hats Then glad earth gives new liveries to the trees When sturdy Aries ushers in the spring Now each creature joyes the other Passing happy dayes and houres One bird reports unto another In the fall of silver showers Whilst the earth our common mother Hath her bosome deckt with flowers Whilst the greatest tofch of heaven Wâ—th bright raies warmes Flora's lap Making nights and daies both even Chearing plants with fresher sap When proud pyde April drest in all his trim Hâ—th put a spirit of youth in every thing That heavy Saturn laught and leapt with him The summers front The foyzen of the year When nightingales do hush the silent night When nightingales do sing the sun asleepe And a wild
the night And in a silent story Dâ—clare the greatnâ—sse of their makers glory By ordered courses driven In golden coaches through the lists of heaven Hesperus beauteous herd The numerous train of spangled Nymphes The silver spangles of the glorious skie That hang upon the dusky cheekes of night As a rich jewel in an Aethiops eare Those lampes of living fire to fixed motion bound The welkins silver-groats Diana's starry nymphs Those firy Oes that do engild the night The floore of heaven Is thick in laid with pattens of rich gold The blessed candles of the night Heavens unnumbered sparks The starry jewells of the skies The night-borne creatures of the skie Mysterious letters in heavens silver page The meaner beauties of the night Which poorely satisfie our eyes More by the number than the light Like common people of the skies The starry chains whose blazes play In knots of light along the milky way That through their chrystal casements peepe The litle drops of light that in their orbes do glow Which travel in their motion so That we their names and courses know And he that on their changes looks Would think them govern'd by our books Rich spangâ—es that adorne the skies Which though they shine for ever fixed there With light and influence relieve us here A falling Star As when a falling star falls from the skie Or seems to fall to the deceived eye A streaming star from heaven did nimbly glide The melting stars their sulphurous surfet shed Flaming jelly Blazing star v. Comet Stinke Like old saturns socks Such breathing Cadmus dragon threw In the infected aire More loath'd than Lerna or the Stygian lake Whose consuming sent Would poyson thoughts although it had no vent To bâ—ing it forth As Cerberean Avernus As the â—oame of Cerberus Stoick Whose visages do cream And mantle like a standing pond That do a wilful stillnesse entertain Only to be drest in an opinion Of wisdome gravity profound conceit That cruel sect which seeke to bereave us of one halfe of our selves in seeking to free us from all our passions and affections and instead of making a wise man have raised a statue Delighting in long breath'd accents which he prolates with such pauses that before he be at the period of a sentence a man may reach a second thought Vineger aspect Who all easie passion flies The dry brained portick whose Aâ—henian breast Transcendinng passion never was opprest With grief Marble braines Flint brested stoicks they whose marble eyes Contemne a wrinckle and whose soules despise To follow natures too affected fashion Or travel in the regent walke of passion Whose riged hearts disdain to shrinke at fears Or play at fast and loose with smiles and tears Stomach The bodies kitchen Natures cooke Digestive fire That greedy tyrant Exacting Publican That varies still his tribute with the day v. Glutton To Stone To give at once both death and grave To câ—ush with an hard shower Strange A thing more strange than on Niles slime the sun Ere bred or all which into Noaâ—s arke came A thing which would have posed Adam to name Stranger than seven Antiquaries studies Than Africks monsters Guinas rarities Stranger than strangers To Study Spends many a gray goose quill unto the handle Buries within their sockets many a candle Blots paper by the quire and dries up inke As Xerxes army did whole tivers drinke Sets his brain on the Strappado â—lâ—ing the brain into invention With more discoursing in his head â—an Jove when Pallas issued from his brain â—o call a Councell of his wits â—entering the squeezed brain Rub the brain â—o â—ask the brain to beat the brain â—he brain in labour travail â—he working soul projecteth thousand wayes Student â—he that hath sworn allegeance to his book â—watcheth Moons and grows more pale than they â—aborious as Cleanthes whose breath as well â—s writings of the oyl and candle smell Styx Which through obscure abodes â—preads his dull streams the terrours of the gods The sacred streams by which the gods do swear Which oath who break are for an hundred years â—xiled heaven and not invited come â—o Joves high table nor of nectar drink Whose waters are of so cold a temperature That no hing but a mules hoof can endure Summer Sol leaving now the gentle twinnes With Cancer and thirst panting Leo Innes What time the groves are clad in green The field drest all in flowers And that the sleck haiâ—'d nymphs are seen To seek them summer bowers The verdant Meads do dresse themselves in green Sols Palfries having past the twinnes Are posting hotly towards Cancers innes Wheat ears the brows of naked summer crown When fields in flowry mantles are array'd Dayes burning eye â—lakes Cancers crooked clawes in servour sâ—ie The lusty youth of year The noontie of the year When all things vigorous appear The Summers day Perfects the Embryon blossomes on each spray The dogstar rains his maladies And robs the high and air-invading alps Of all their winter suits and snowie sâ—alps When cherry trees inticing burdens bear Green plush the meadows wears â—lora at her own beauty wondring stands When Flora layes forth all her pride When the sun gallops in his full career On the back of the scalding Crab. Now bright Andromeda's refulgent Sire Shews to the world under his hidden fire Now Procyon and the raging Lion swayes And Phoebus brings forth dry and parched dayes The shepherd tir'd with his faint flock doth hie To find cool shades or troubled current nigh And rough Sylvanus thickets while the shore Becalmed stands from seas tumultuous roar The furious dog stars heat Upon the parched corn long since hath beat With its fierce scalding influence and made The beasts to seek the spreading elms cool shade Now Cepheus plainly shews his hidden fires The dog star now his furious heat displayes The lion spreads his raging ire The sun brings parched dayes The shepherd now his sickly flocks restores With shades and â—ivers and the thickets finds Of rough Sylvanus silent shores Are free from playing winds When Cancers star encreaseth light And lengâ—hens ouâ— the dayes Summer now of the dog-star boasts Of angry constellations honour'd most From whose strong heat Egyptians still begun To mark the turning circle of the sun When as the sun mouâ—ts on the lions back When Syrius doth first appear The time which with a full hand to us brings All that was promis'd by the hopefull spring The labouring sun hath wrought his track Up to the top of lofty Cancers back The Icie Ocean cracks the frozen pole Thaws with the heat of the celeâ—tial coal Sun Phoebus Sol Hyperion The Father of the light The dayes illustrious eye The lights bright chariot The worlds great lamp Taper The dayes great eye The burning stone of Anaxagoras Dayes bright flame Sols blazing throne Heavens Christmas candle The never dying lamp taper torch candle Titans golden ring Great Titans carre The good old Planet The worlds surveyor Generall That Prince of
parching crab that burns up all the grasse The thirsty star The summers rainy star The scalding star Whose crooked claws with fervour fry The crawling crab which great Alcides slew The Crab sent in by Juno's angry spite To vex Alcides in his busie fight With the Lernaean Hydra Leo. The raging Lyon Hercules first labour That keeps his station next the crab Nemaean monster whose unpierced skin The great Alcides wrapt his body in Molorchaean star The shaggy constellation July 's scorching star Virgo The maiden star The chast star of Erigone The virgin constellation Icarius sad daughter Who when she saw she could not give relief Unto her father hang'd her self for griefe The maid by whom is borne In her fair hands the ripened ears of corne Libra The hanging ballance that doth weigh the light Giving an equal share to day and night Astraea's shining ballance Sorpius That bears the deadly poyson in his taile That boldly stretcheth out his ugly clawes The dreadful beast that Pale Orion slew The star that riseth at Orions faile Which Tellus did on purpose breed To let Orion see Though he did in power exceed There stronger was than he Sagitarius Achilles Tutor Dreadful archer The armed Centaure Thessalian archer The double shaped star Phillyrian fire Whom at the Muses praier Jove made a star Capricorne The winter Tropick Showry Solstice The half fish goat Pan turn'd himself into that shape When he did from Typhaeus fly And in that forme did safe escape Which made Jove place it in the sky Aquarius Heavens showry skinker He that full pitchers powers On earth in drizling showers The pitcher-bearing boy Joves eagle up from Ida snatchr Fair neighbour to the Capricorne Pisces Last constellation of the twelve The suns last Inne The scaly star That ends the circuit of the year The watry star That periods the year Zoilus v. Cririck That like the dog run and snarle at the stone Condemning that which is too hard a bone For their thin chaps to deal with Condemning most what they least understand Malignant spirits that with envious look Read others as they mean to read this book And blaming many things they cannot mend Tell you they 'r glad there is at last an End FINIS Formes of Commending IT will be Dispraise enough for him that censures thee The Poets theam and Patron Time shall a Poet raise Borne under better stars to sing his praise If we thy years should number by thy acts Thy years would be a Cypher to thy facts Praise her who list he still shall be her debter For art nere feign'd nor nature fram'd a better He that will write of him must still write more Nay men would think their states for ever rais'd To look on him that is so highly prais'd Whilst we Admire all vertue in admiring thee So brave a person to describe to men Requires a curious pencill not a pen. Should any power into my brain infuse Thy worth or all the Poets had before I could not praise till thou deserv'st no more But I employ My pen in vain to overtake his fame All praisefull tongues do wait upon that name Whose worth so far transcends all praise Who writes him well may well deserve the baies But striving her to grace I injure her For ever where true worth for praise doth call He rightly nothing gives that gives not all Oh what vertues be Inherent even to the least thought of thee To live blest is to trace his waies Epitome of all that books Or ere tradition taught I aspire Enough to worth whilst I his worth admire A name most dear to vertue Perfections great exchequer Learnings exchequer Nature at her own work doth wondering stand I speak not this in hope t' incroach on fame Or adde a greater luster to his name Bright in it self enough Servant to justice and strict honesty Whose powerful name Merits above the donatives of fame A name That he who without reverence speaks the same Commits a sin that all his tears and praiers Can never expiate Circumference And fixed center of all excellence All others vertues is his paraphrase He is but time denies to tell thee what Summe all perfections up and he is that For whom nature did her self engage To do more than in man could scarce be done I should commend Particulars but then how should I end Without a volume So noble all That envie groweth weary of her gall Whose acts and name Become the wonder and discourse of fame Each verdant laurel every myrtle bough Are strip't for wreaths t' adorn and load his brow Triumphant wreaths which cause they never fade Wise elder times for kings and Poets made A sun the beams of whose meridian glory Fills eyes with wonder and all tongues with story He had all the graceful parts that might attract love Or conduce to the accomplishment of a perfect soul Had Plutarch liv'd till now to blazon forth His life as sure he would what prince of worth Or Greek or Roman had his single story Selected out to parallel his glory The Hemispheare of whose praise knows no Horizon Had the blind Greeke one of the Muses first Priests been conof so subto Apollo temporary to this Heroe how proud would he have been lime a subject to heighten his fancy a subject adequate himself and his whole quire of daughters Your self being extant well may show How far a moderne quill doth come too short Speaking of worth Fame that hath undertook your name to blaze Plaies but the envious huswife of your praise Alone in him was nature prodigal Of so divine and rich a temper wrought As heaven for him perfections depth had sought The best whilst thou art here Compar'd with thee like men scarce made appear That curious form made of an earth refin'd At whose blest birth the gentle planets shin'd With faire aspects and sent a glorious flame To animate so beautiful a frame The darling of the Gods and men All that dare believe report admire Bright honours great example Seems not a man but vertues name Though all might boldly none could justly blame him In whom consists all that The heavens have rais'd to a perfection Parts beyond the degree of admiration One that whosoever will praise well Must first set down with himselfe what it is to be excellent for so she is All that beheld him and all that might behold him did behold him made their eyes quick messengers to their minds to tell them they had seen the uttermost could be seen Of whom all expected as much as human nature could bring forth and his vertue will not let their expectation be deceived The senate-house of the planets were never so set to decree perfection in man Of whose high praise and praiseful blisse Goodnesse the pen heaven the paper is The inke immortal fame doth lend If ever vertue tooke a body to shew its else unconceiveable beauty it was in N. M. Where truth it self must speak like flattery It is
a praise to praise when thou art praisd Not thou by praise but praise by thee is rais'd Where nature doth with infinite agree Only in you the flatterer never â—â—eth Whose desert outstrip all praise make it halt behind it When tongues speak sweetly then they speak her name No title good enough to keep his name companie A mind envy cannot but call faire Whose name 's the theam of honours tongue All report of him that is not faire gives it selfe the lie and pulls rebuke from every ear that hears it Mortal Angel Wants nothing of an Angell but eternity That paragons description and wild fame Who in the authority of merit puts on the vouch of malice it selfe Of whom to speak as he deserves I am unable and in what I can I am unworthy All other perfections are so far from matching his they deserve not to be mentioned the great distance makes them appear like a litle point scarce to be seen and lesse to be respected So vertuous and spotlesse that malice is angry she can find no cause to be angry with him His life was a letter written full of religion and learning whereof his death was the seale Her vertues stifle my pen they croud in so fast upon it His praises are as painful for himselfe to hear as pleasant for others to relate His vertues are too great to be spoken and yet too great to be concealed Fames fingers are too foul to touch his vertues His vertues raise A work to trouble fame astonish praise The element so mixt in him That nature might stand up and tell the world There was a man whose fame is like the aire Invulnerable and all calumny against him but malitious mockerie Where every God did seeme to set their seale To give the world assurance of a man Sing speak and write the praise of other men At him kneele downe and wonder A vertue that can give envy bounds On whose every part Truth might spend all her voice same all her art Whose graces do as far out strip all fame As fame doth silence Old men were glad their fates till now did last And infants that the fates had made such hast In such a welcome time to bring them forth That they might be a witnesse to such worth What others call vertue is the natural habitude of this princesse An angell drest in flesh and blood Such as if a man were to choose out of all men he could not pick another Incarnate Cherubim To be dislikt by him iâ— enough to be miserable All whose inclinations do aime at goodnesse And vertue to him is so natural as I verily believe he would be much troubled to do ill It were hard to find a man for whom he could be changed without losse In a place at Athens when one named Plutarch the eccho answered Philosophy the same would have been done with his name and vertue Whose vertue is a transcendent far above the abilities and carriage of our age a match for antiquity in its greatest purity and severity In which name I call Up so much truth as could I here pursue Would make the fables of good women true The wiser world doth greater thee confesse Than all the world than thy self only lesse Far beyond the pen Or the weak knowledge of admiring men Oh what a taxe and impost hast thou laid Of worth upon thy followers how much prais'd Must be that vertue that can keepe them free From th' exprobration of thy memory Thou hast undone So much our fancy and invention It cannot gave thee ought he that of thee Shall write out half seemes to write poetry It is a strong line here to speak but true Hyperbole's in others are thy due We Admire all vertues in admiring thee With such goodnesse blest As may merit praises best Such goodnesse as admits no hopes of imitation and by that only priviledged from envy and emulation As if both heaven and earth should undertake To extract the best from all mankind to make One perfect man He doth excell In honours courtesies and all the parts Court can call hers or man would call his arts He 's prudent valiant just and temperate In him all action is beheld in state And he is built like some Imperial roome For these to dwell in and be still at home His breast is a brave pallace a broad street Where all heroick ample thoughts do meet Where nature such a large surveigh hath tane As other soules to his dwell in a lane Beneath her feet pale envy bites her chain And snaky discord whets her sting in vain He that adventures of your worth to sing Attempts in vain to paint a boundlesse thing The highest pitch of perfect nature Whom none can equal best but imitate I know what ere my verses be They will like the most servile flattery show Though I write truth and make the subject you Want of invention here is no excuse The matter we shall find and not produce And as it fares in crouds I only doubt So much will passe that nothing will get out Who undertakes this subjâ—ct to commend Shall find nothing so hard as how to end What Muse can silent be Or litle say that hath for subject thee I fear to act A sin like their black envy that detract As oft as I would character in speech That worth which silent wonder scarce can reach Nor dare I unlesse impudence in verse Would cease to be a sin and what were crime In prose would be no injury in rime Praises on thee Short of thy worth a kinder libell be To write is easie but to write on thee Truth will be thought to forfeit modesty Language richest dresse And highest sence cannot thy worth expresse To crown thy merits I shall only be Sumtuously poore low in Hyperbole None can speak of him without praise Nor praise without admiration Whom most mens hearts adore and all admire Worthy the envy of angels were they capable of passions Oh had I Virgils verse or Tullies tongue Or raping numbers like the Thracians song I have a theam would make the rocks to dance And surly beasts that through the desarts prance Hie from their caves and every gloomy den To wonder at the excellence of men A man of unexampled goodnesse On purpose made by fate That all might have one for to imitate Not borne but sent from heaven Who writes of thee Must volumes make and write an history Of whom men speak when they his actions tell Not as of man but some great miracle Should the stars come from heaven they could not thenc Be here received with greater reverence Whose name when it salutes the ear Mâ—n think they then perfections abstract hear V. Famous Admirable Vnspeakable Formes of Dispraising The basenesse of whose mind is such that it sinks a thousand degrees lower than the basest body could carry the most base fortune An unnecessary letter in the alphabet of creatures The cipher in Natures Arithmatick and
shakes Father of men and Gods Great Berecynthia's son Great founder both of Gods and men Grim Saâ—urnes son The great Olympick Jove The spirit that all the world maintains And the poiz'd earth in empty aire sustainâ— That with his dreadful thunder rends the skies Who day with light inspires Dividing duskie clouds with glittering fires Who the dull earth and tempest-tossed seas Câ—ties and hells sad kingdome doth appease And with the equal power of a just law Doth Gods above inferiour mortals awe Great Panomphaeus v. Gods Thunder Justice Whose looks are â—ixt and sad her left hand holds A paire of equal ballances her right A two edg'd sword her eyes are quick and bright Not apt to sqint but nimble to discerne Her visage lovely is yet bold and sterne Unpartial maid Unbâ—ibed virgin Beauteous Astraea K. To Kill v. To Wound WIth thousand wounds divorâ—'â— the trembling soul The pavements blush with blood Thâ—s hand thy breath hath crusht to aire Made him a morsel for the jawes of death And wâ—th his sword he sign'd his fatal passe Ly bathing in their blood Dâ—ath with his purple finger shuts their eyes That command the crowching knee And the officious feet Walking upon the battlements of Soveraignty Kisse v. Lips The seals of love set on the red-wax lips Inspiring souls and whispering taâ—es of love Dumbe wooing Harmelesse adultery The melting sip Loves alarme Loves sweet indearments The close conjunction of the happy lips When zealous love print stories on thir lips On lips to print the volumes of their love Loves silent but perswasive Rhetorick Loves silent Oâ—atoâ—y language The soft and warm impression of the lips The lips dissolv'd Hymens lesse delights The lovers oath when lips are made the book To coyn young Cupids Loves mintage Loves indentures Their lips do meet so near That cockles might be tutor'd there Whose kisses raisâ— betwixt them such a fire That should the Phoenix see he to expire Would shun the spicy mountains and so take Himself between their lips a grave to make Loves tribute To seal loves contract Honest adultery As if he pluckt up kisses by the roots That grew upon her lips The blind Gods darts The abstract of true love Loves print Knee Where the thighes Knit with the ham-strings in the knotty joynt The parts sacred to mercy The supple bender L. Laborious HIs sauce was labour exercise his fire Industrioâ—s Bees so in the prime of May By sunshine through the flowry meadowes stray In every joynt about him moves An Intellectus Agens Labour needlesse To powre â—â—o the sea an uselesse shower To guild refined gold To paint the lilly To throw perfume upon the violet Send owls to Athens To smooth the ice or adde another hiew â—â—o the rainbow or with taper light To seeke the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish To adde stars to the enamel'd firmament To give drops to the swelling Ocean And adde more beams to the Garish sun To give more trees unto the thronged wood â—ore leaves unto those trees Labour in vain v. Impossible To number sands and drink the Ocean dâ—y To wash the brick or the scorcht Aethiop To sow their seed upon the plashie shore To roll the restlesse stone of Sisyphus And cast in water to th'unbottom'd tub To teach the crab go forward To make a bucket of a five Make thornes bear figs and make the thistles stoope Prest with her grapie clusters Make fire and water meet without contention And seek to reconcile antipathies Go tutour stocks preach to the sencelâ—sse stones Go and sheare wool from the dull affes back From the smooth bladders go and pull the haires Go boyle a stone and plough the barren shore Or throw thy seed upon the mooving wave Wâ—ite on the water go and cut the fire Build on the sand and teach the stones to swim Go hunt the winds seek to revive the dead Sing to the deaf or the â—egardlesse shores Teach eagles how to fly Dolphins to swim Dig through the Isthmus prattle to the stones Go glue the bâ—oken shell spin spiders webs Fâ—ght with the Gods teach asses for the race Go tie a knot on Dolphins slippery tayles And think to bake thy loaves in a cold oven Go feed a whetstone till thou makst it fat Kâ—â—k against pricks and strive against the stream That since she clean forgot her former note His fear the stout asp could not then dissemble Which since that time is ever seen to tremble The stars for pity drop down from their sphears And Cynthia in gloomy vale of night Inshrowds the pale beams of her borrowed light Then envy slept and waking wept And cruelty it selfe sate almost crying There 's not in all The stock of sorrow any charme can call Death sooner up For misick in the breath Of thunder and a sweetnesse even in death It brings with it if you with this compare All the loud noises that torment the aire Able to move And justifie compassion in the brest Of unrelenting Stoicks Fit object for the weeping eyâ— If time will not allow His death-prevented eyes to weep enough Then let his dying language recommend What 's left to his posterity to end Let such as shall rehearse This story howle like Irish at an hearse Which who so hears It makes the eyes pay ransome for the ears Larke The wakeful herald of the morne Days mounting herald The bird that learns observance to the sun Quavering her clear notes in the quiet aire The ploughmans clock The bird that to the morning sings The Lyrick trumpeter of day To laugh Mood by the itching spleen Smiling his face into more lines than are in the new maps with the Augmentation of the Indies The cirles of the eyes flow with distilled laughter Mirth digs her dimpling pits within the cheeke Steeping their hard dry bisket jests In their own laughter The eyes invested with the loveliest smiles â—raw dry the sea or set it all on fire Gorob the naked man of all his clothes â—rom the childs elbow go and pluck a beard Labaerinth v. Minotaure Art therein would needs be delighâ—ful counterfeiting its enemy â—â—rour and making order in confusion Meanders winding intricate mazes Which so beguil'd The troubled sence that he which made the same Could scarce retire The mazâ—e house of Daedalus The winding prison of the Minotaure To Lament v. to Mourne To tear the aire with cries So wept the Fawnes that in the forrâ—st keepe So all the Nymphes and shaggâ—e Satyrs weepe Lamenting their lov'd Marsyas They with remorselesse hands their bosoms tear And wailing call on him that cannot hear And with torn garments they present their woe v. Elegie Tears Weep Lamentable Sorrowfull Which who so reads His eyes may spare to weep and learn to bleed Carnation tears Like Niobe let every one That cannot melt at this turne to a stone To hear of this Each heart was turn'd a wardrobe of true passion Where griefs were clothed in a several fashion Grief went her progresse through all