exhausted never poore Such science is a more peculiar grace Granted to none o' th Philosophike race And who will have this TRIAD for his booke Must with FAITHS candle on the volume looke Though none can understand each page aright Who has not for his Flame-bew Glories light Merchants who travell to the rising SVN And view his setting when the day is done In neither of the Worlds can fulnes finde For though they fill their purses yet their minde Is emptie still and still they covet more And are amidst their heapes of Riches pore The Macedonian youth contented not Himselfe with the whole World his sword had got The Reason all things here confined are Within their Modell insufficient far To satisfie mans APPETITE ordain'd Not to be satisfi'd till GOD begaind The Spherik Figure no waye can suffice To equall what is made TRIANGLE wise Lay one upon another you shall see All waies some corners will unfurnish'd be When the Worlds maker made mans Soule the same Triangular did the best Worke-man frame To represent his matchles self and be The Image of one GOD in Persons three Ordaining him to love to honour serve His GOD who for such service do's reserve A Crowne and place in Heaven where he shall see The TRIADS order and how all things be Deriv'd from thence Nor can there ought be found In this low Oâ—be that 's Sphericall and round May satisfie our Soules nor can wee â—est In Creatures who are ordred to be blest By his fruition who to Creatures gave That existence and essence which they have Sol'e GODS proportion'd to our Soules and till GOD be injoid wee nere shall have our fill Unles wee feed on this Celestiall meate Wee still shall hunger still desire to eare Creatures observe that order keepe that state Which GOD appoints Sole MAN'S retrogradate Behold the wandring Planets and fix't stars Are Constant in the motion of their Cars And as they approch or goe from severall seates Cause winters nipping frosts and Summer heates Make buds and blossomes sprout foorth in the Spring And in the Auâ—â—mne to perfection bring See how the Simple Elements Combine And in the making of mixt Bodies ioyne The Fire the Ayre the Water that surrounds The Earth how all observe their proper bounds And very bounteously themselves bestow On all things that have sense or move or grow Suppose what will not be some glorious light The Sun or Moone should fall from Heaven or quite Extinguished be suppose Gods arme should take This World and of 't the Pristine Chaos make Involving in the same calamity The old the middle aged and the Frie Here death gives rest to Beasts to Fish to Foule All paine expiring with the fleeting Soule And though here 's some inversion of that end Which Nature in Creation did pretend Yet t is no more then if some Clowne should grub Or cut a plant up but as yet a shrub Or a young Partridge caught i th' Fowlers net Or by the Hawke devour'd Pin-fether'd yet But different far is Mans accursed state If by transgression he prevaricate For if in prosecution he shall erre Sulphurean Flames that first prepared were For the Infernall Fiends must be his hire And with condemned Ghosts eternall fire Better he had nere been borne then be borne so As dying he must live in endlesse woe For not as soules of Birds and Beasts Mans minde Shall with the body dissolution finde But when chance age or sicknesse break the tye Twixt Body and the Soule this last shall flye Supported by the wings of heavenly love To those magnifieâ—e Pallaces above Where Saints and Angels with much blithenesse sing The Trophees of the slaughtered Lambe and bring Their Anadems of Glory as t is meet Offering them and themselves at IESVS feet Who with the treasure of his precious blood Purchast his Courtiers such Beatitude Or else the Soule poysde with transacted faults Shall streight descend to subterranean Vaults Where horrour with pale desperation dwell And damned Ghosts eternally shall yell 'T would be some ease if thousand myriads past Of yeares Hels torments should have end at last But they 'le endure so long as GOD shall be And one way equalize eternity O thou all-potent Trinity whose hand First made then polisht Fire Aire Water Land Prescribdst to all their duty and their end Which they without reluctancie attend And gaine Illuminate our souls to know Wherefore thou mad'st us whether we should goe To heaven our journey is direct our wayes To that blest Land there crowne us with thy rayes Of glory who made by and after thee Without thy selfe shall nev'r contented be To the Honorable William Savile Baronet my Godson Edward Atsloe Iohn Church Esquires Sermo Quartus The Argument Wee sing what power bad Angels have and how All causes and their consequents they knowe Are incorporeall and with wâ—nged speed Act what they will but not their bounds exceed Wee sing unhappie mans corrupted state How more then Beasts he do's degenerate THe World being finish't God amazed stood And with much complacence pronounc'd al 's good If all be good how come ill Angels then So noxious yet so conversant with men If they are ill why are they lef't to roame Abroad why are they not confin'd to home In Hell why did they not when they lost grace Forfeite as well their Energye as place In Heaven they can doe wonders have a power As great as Sions courtier's some have more What from the rising of the Radiant sune Till in the Occident his race be run Is acted they see clearely can without Passing through Medium's scu'd the World about It'h twinckling of an eye at distance can Mountaines oreturne destroye or tempt a man Locall Dimensions limit not their Sphere Of action where they operate they are there And though these Devils can the Sun as soone Shut in a lanthorne as deduce the Moone Downe from it's Mansion yet they are petty Kings In the airie Region and ore earthly things Can dominere although not reach so farre As is the Mansion of the lowest Starre All Theorie and Practike arts they knowe Natures abstruser secrets no plants growe But they their Virtues ken and can apply Actives on Passives to bring miserie And witchcrafts upon man and as if wee Framde of Ambition envie enmitie Were not sufficient Devills to our selves Wee must have ayde from these Infernall Elves In our malitious plots and for the hire Damne our owne soules to their eternall fire And as wee share in their Iniquitie So in their punishment associates be And such must of necessity be ill Who once deprav'd can never change their will Never retract an Error nor repent What once apprehended good they durst attempt Speake more Celestiall Muses what 's the cause Of so much pervicacie against the Lawes Of humane sence how fell the Angels downe Why did they forfeit that Perennall Crowne Due to integrity and Virgins knowe The knowledge of
such Cronicles you owe To Sacred Historyes how Baâ—thasar And Nemroths Babylon surprized are And the Assyrian Monarchie cast downe The Medes and Persians share the Imperiall Crowne How Tomyris the warlicke Sâ—ythian Queene Amidst her thickest Troopes in Armour seene Acts dire Revenge and having first made drunke The Persian Brigades drenches the cold trunck Of slaughtered Cyrus in a tub of gore Bidding him quaffe his fill who evermore Had thirsted blood how like the flashing fire Of angry Heaven when Heaven and Earth conspire To raise a tempest Alexander flies And shewes the World his glorious Victories How by death conquered he who conquer'd all Must in the midst of all his Trophies fall Many great Homers Alexanders Vow Inrich you with such Histories and how Caesar amidst and by perfidious friends I' th Capitall his life not glory ends The sad disasters of these Monarchies With the addition of ten thousand lyes Of the Assyrian Greek Odrysian Lords Innumerous Stories numberlesse Records Speak amply many Birds first reassume Onely their proper Feathers then unplume The Roman Eagle till great Mahomet As he did Constantines Bizantium get Wrung off one neck and in that Empire plac'd The beauty of our Towring Bird defac'd But of the reall grounds why these States fall Why th' other rise no mention 's made at all Nor once remembred what condition they Be of who are chiefe Actors in this Play Of blood and death where a Muse buskind sings With teares the Fates of Common-wealths and Kings The Gentile Sages by experience see But know not whence proceeds our Miserie They never know with what industrious Arts The Devils in our Drames act chiefest parts Why Man doth with the Spiders Cobwebs spin And one net wrought unsatisfied begin A fresher web why with the Ante take paines With such sollicitude for sordid gaines Why thrust the Badger with the Foxes slight Out his owne Hole why with the Lyons might Invade the weaker why made Lord of all The Universe does he degenerate fall So low beneath himselfe and far inferiour In sence to many Beasts to all superiour In brutish qualities exceeds the Hog In drunkennesse more sawning then the Dog When profit shall accrue in rage outgoes The Hircanian Tygres when assayl'd by foes Shee saves her young ones and with teeth and nayles Against a world of combatants prevailes Prouder then the Horse when in his bravery He shall attract every beholdeâ— eye To marke him onely as with stately grace Through the streets richly hanged he shall pace As here the Gentiles all are silent wee Should sit amaz'd and with them silent be Wholy transformed knowing our God all good Dispute how with such bounty it hath stood To suffer his chiefe creature Man to fall In such disorders and permit in all So generall a confusion when behold Onely our writs the Origen unsold Of all these mischeifes taught by them wee le speake The causes and through many ages breake Boldly our passage ope beginning long Before the Universe began a Song To the right Honorable John Paulet Marquesse of Winchester the Lady Honoria The best Example of her Sex His Marchiones and the Honorable Walter Mountague Sermo Quintus The Argument What round Angels a transcendent pride Or envy Because Man was Deifide Proud Lucifer turn'd Traytor animates His fellow Angels to be associates In the Rebellion Michael with the bands Of Loyall Subjects for GODS title stands The Traytors lose the day Grace glories Crowne They might have 〈◊〉 toth' depthâ— of Hell cast downe THe Devill nere was glutton never soild With amorous embraces never foild with drink no purser by the high way side Never for Murder at the Sessions tride Nor could â—e faile so such concupiscence Following corporeall faculties and sense Yet has he perpetrated all these crimes By proxie above a hundred thousand times How fell the Devill then how lost his place And share 'o th Deity Coelestiall grace How did the searcher of all intrailes finde Iniquity in so sublime a minde What horrid act hath his eversion wrought Ruine on him on Us destruction brought For he having limpâ— himselfe made Adam halt Whence issued our hereditary fault Was Lucifer a Peacock when he spide His specious plumes with a selfe-pleasing pride Tooke he fond complacence in gifts bestowde And with those gifts rebeld against his God Who gave 'em did he glorying in his state Aspire to be with God coequall Mate With soaring wings why would he northward flye And independant be as the most high Or did not envy raigne that God should sleight The Angelike Essence and himselfe unite To our weak substance by a wondrous tye Including in one Man the Deity And humane Nature this makes Traytors rise In armes 'gainst their Creator envies eyes Are so malignant that anothers good Like daggers strikes toth' heart and fetches blood What quoth th' aspiring Angell shall this slime o th earth this worme in plenitude of tyme Grac'd with the union Hypostaticall Be Deified have Empire overall Must Angels so accomplished with grace In Entity so perfect give him place Be slaves and as obsequious Vassals stand To know then execute what hee le command If God cannot his bounties better share Wee le learne him Order teach him who we are If needs he will his gifts and selfe diffuse In Donatives let him election use Wherefore you Legions ayde me and wee le make This partiall God recall his purpose take Ouâ— Nature where you all shall sharers â—e And fellowes with me in the Deity As in a Leguer where distracted mindes Revolt against their Generall Treason findes New complices to act a dâ—irie plot So now seditious Lucifer ha's got Whole multitudes to second what he saith As Impious Angels violate their faith Turne to a Creature their chiefe leader and Amazed at his eminencies stand For Lucifer had such similitude With God that he next him was the first good No Cedar in Mount Libanus so tall No Beech as hee he far surmounted all Great his indowments specious were his raies And he stild justly First of all Gods wayes Allured with such parts the inferiour stars Forsake their stations denounce open Wars Against their Maker Now the signal 's given Of a great battaile to be fought in Heaven For Michael and his friends oppose themselves In Squadrons rangde against the haughty Elves The loyalty of Subjects now is tryde As they take part on Michaels and Gods side Who stands impartiall a spectator by To see these Combatants for maistery try No party brought to th' field or swords or bils But serious alterations of their Wils Neither did they with a Stenthrean voice On any part plead rights but without noice Ioyn'd the Batalia's No loud â—lamots there Let the left Wing advance bring up the Rere But what they would have either friend or foe Should understand their Wils did make 'em know Yet Drums and Trumpets were the harmonious Spheres Still ecchoing terror in
the Rebels eares When they reflect how those though senslesse stand In order when these spurne at Gods command That fight was famous in Pharsalia field Where the Patritians and their Pompey yeild To Caesars conquering Legions and one day Makes Rome and the whole world the Victors pray So was that Naumachie by the Actian shore Where Anthony pursues his flying Whore And great Octavian all the Empire gets Where the Sun first appeares and where he sets The whole Worlds Soveraignty being set at stake Did these encounters so conspicuous make But in this Battaile fought on Sions plaine Where the false Angels lose the loyall gaine The day what ever is above the skies Even Gods command must be the Victors prize The Armies ordered and in mutuall view The grand Commander of the Traytruos crue Himselfe advances and at every straine Presents Goliah or fierce Taâ—â—erlaine Blasphemes and curses Gods selected band But as if such comparisons may stand A thick neck'd Bull made Captaine of the Herd And for his strength of all the Forrest fear'd Meeting some stately Lyon at a spring Disdaines to pay due homage to his King But ventilating oft his hornes i th' ayre He and his Flock themselves to fight prepare When the stout Lyon backed by his friends The conflict presently begins and ends As furiously upon the Bull he goes And maugre his great strength casts in the close Then on the prostrate neck setting his foot With a disdainfull paw puls out his throat The rest as they behold their Leader dye With the disaster all appalled flye In the same manner Michael putting on His trusty Armour Vindication Of Gods supremacy a two edg'd Sword Strongly compos'd of Gods revealed Word Iustice his brest-plate and of Faith the shield A belt of Verity his helmet steel'd With safety Armed thus against his foe He marches and as David with one blow Defeats the Elfe then trampling on his head This ovant speech in following manner said Who like to God who from the abysse of nought First made thee then to this perfection brought Ingratefull wretch to thy Creators grace Unworthy such endowments and chiefe place Was thy eye evill because God was good Or didst thou surfeit with much plenitude What is is his and must he come so low Beneath himselfe that when he will bestow His favours he must aske his creatures what He shall bestow whether on this or that Person or nature he can best dispence Who knowes what 's given is but benevolence Great were thy eminencies did we repine At dignities conferd on thee and thine We knew and so shouldst thou that he who gave Such gifts knew well what every one should have And in what measure neither thou nor I Can limit or inlarge his liberality False Impe who wouldst have Empire over all To the lowest pit thou shalt dejected fall Can nothing please thee but thy Makers Crowne To Hell with thy associates tumble downe As when the heavens the ayre the winds conspire With horrid thunder and with flashing fire To terrifie the world and make us thinke Our sins had fild Gods cup even to the brinke And the Universe must cod Midst all these tones Of angry Heaven innumerable stones Of haile fall downe and with their fragour make The Machin of the frighted World to shake Such was the Angels precipice from Heaven When glorious Michael had his sentence given For Lucifer who made the Angels faile As he fell headâ—g dragd downe with his tayle The stars third part when men of high estate Decline the ruine ends not in their Fate But as some potent Lording who hath wrought Treason against his Soveraigne Prince and sought To murder or depose him for which ends Conspiring with his Vassals and his Friends He traiterously takes armes but in the field Is vanquishd by his King compeld to yeild Brought to a tryall all receive their doome But differently some from their native home Banishd some forfeit life some goods and land So did the case with the damn'd Angels stand Some are confinde 'i th spatious ayre to dwell Others on the earth and seas yet all in Hell For they still beare about the load of sin Fire in the apprehension tortur'd minds within And we might see had we spirituall eyes How innumerous Devils Atome-like and Flies In a hot summers day hop up and downe Ith'ayre or'e every City Village Towne Soaring like Hawkes with Vultures mawes and eyes And when 't is sprung source downe upon their prize Then let us know that as they towre so high They easily viewing with advantage slye And seaze upon their pray What 's poore mans state Continually exposed to their hate But that grand Traytor Lucifer what 's done With him doe not the conquerors sit upon The manner of his chastisement who lead The dance in this Rebellion was the head Plotter and actor in the treason shall Be more severely punished then all The minor Devils and one clause they adde Toth' rest of 's torments that makes him stark mad Namely that he who would so high have flowne With wings of pride even to â—ehovaâ—s throne In a deep dungeon shut eternally Shall a confined slave and prisoner lye A hole his goale furthest from Heaven to show That as transgressions so must pennance goe The other Fiends have the vast Ayre and Seas And land to range in whensoere they please But their great Monarck must in fetters tyde In lowest Hell perpetully abide And this was the first prison made for sin A patterne to torment Delinquents in Yet no confinements Fetters Bolts and Gives Can make the damned wretches mend their lives Sure the strange quallities of Alpheus streames Are idle Poets or Historians dreames How he though difimboguing in the Maine Yet midst the brine his sweetnesse can retaine Debt and transgression are conducent gins To Prisons Prisons Colledges of sins The noble Sciences profest and chiefe Arts taught are of the Drunkard Whore and Thiefe Who were in knavery Freshmen comming here Shall proceed learned Graduats in one yeare Behold the Gallies and a Prison view And they shall fully represent to you What 's done in Hell blaspheming every where Continuall torments yet they curse and sweare Amidst those torments Boat-swaines Goalers are The Furies that torment 'em and their fare Bisket Tobacco trickling tâ—ares must serve To make their meat go downe else let 'em stâ—rve What then too many care no more when halfe Are starv'd then Butchers when they kill a Calfe A Prison's like the cruell Martichore Or Hell it selfe still seeking to devour It 's alwayes taking the least favour must Be dearely bought nor can you goe on trust Sweat labour 〈◊〉 soure Goâ—lers a good turne Is never thought of in the following morne Best curtesi 's done to them are but their due And what 's their Office must be sold to you French imposts Spanish taxes are not hard If to th' exactions of a Goale compar'd Yet heavens
experience try If it bring death or immortality With this maugre Jehovahs frownes and threats The bold Virago the Apple plucks and eates Shee scarce had gorgd it when the subtile Snake Tickling with laughter in such manner spake Are not your eyes now open sure you know What 's Good and Bad but be not envious go Present your husband with an Apple and Both good and ill alike shall understand Le ts to the Devill give what is his due Though he equivocate yet he speakes true But why did he assume the Serpents shape Are not there other beasts the Fox the Ape The Dog the Elephant so wise as is The Serpent but he takes this vermins hisse To cheat our Grandame Satan will declare How neare allyed he and the Serpent are All other creatures onely will defend Themselves not unprovoked man offend This venome still in ambush lyes like Dan To bite our heeles and not toucht poysons man What harme did we the Devill that he shou'd Envy our happinesse prevent our good Then in the turnes and windings that he makes How does he represent the circling snakes Observe this plot and by one wile guesse all As he made Eve so he makes others fall Knowing the woman of the two more frayle He will the weaker vessell first assayle Knowing the man of sounder judgment he Sends his Embassadors to Adam shee Must play the Orator command the meate Turne Crocodile peule weep unlesse he eate By such seducers Solomon al-wise Forsooke his God Sampson lost strength and eyes If we dare trust the Jewes their stories tell How Nathan saw before King David fell His ardent love to Bershabe and thought To stay the Prince from his adulterous fault He trudges to the Court but in the way The subtile Fiend as a dead carkasse lay The Prophet stops his course to interre the dead Meane while the King defiles Vriahs bed Shall we conceive Adam was so unwise To think an apple could make cleare his eyes Indude with grace and a strong Intellect He could not but on Gods command reflect Wherefore we must beleeve his chiefest end In the transgression was not to offend His cogging wife A precedent of those Who to please others their owne soules dare lose So Solomon his Queenes so much affects That for 'em to false Gods he Phanes erects But did the mischiefe end in Adams sin No sure I our misery must here begin A businesse of such consequence that all Involv'd in him with him must joyntly fall Had he been single there had staid the doome But he was Father of the World to come And in his sentence we were censur'd who Nere understood what appertained to Transgression I st ' not strange one single crime Should last and blast all progresses of time Let Epictetus let the Stagirit With Divine Plato who have amply writ Of vertues and of vices speak the cause Why man so easily transgresses Lawes When all are dumbe our sacred Volumes can Tell wherefore all these mischiefes lite on man Adam had all our wils in his and we Eate joyntly with him the forbidden Tree His onely act that one pestiferous bit Had many thousand Aconites in it It scarce is swallowed when infernall gates With violence slye open Iron grates Of Hell are burst anxieties cares feares Sorrow with all her dropping children teares Suspition jealousie lawlesse desire Unbridled lust pretensions to aspire Fond joyes sad discontent at present state Aversion from good anger envy hate Avarice still greedy griping penury Dogging at the heeles of Prodigality Darknesse of minde perversity of will And what in both can be suspected ill Beguiling error pervicatious schisme Câ—ab-creeping heresie impious atheisme Idolatry alwaies inventing where New Gods may be adorde for love or feare Egypt to Ibis Rome will sacrifice To th' fire and Cloaca a Goddesse is These monsters with their pale commander death Kept hitherto close prisoners beneath Nor should they ever have beheld the Sun Hearing what man against his God had done Scorne longer to obey prescribed Lawes But they will forth and vindicate Gods cause By the effects judge Adam of thy fault These mischiefes are the purchase thou hast bought Corruption is the house the land sad woes In which though with teares watred no good growes Making at houre of death thy latest will Thou didst bequeath this Legacy of ill And for Exâ—cutors the Devill trust Who though a Bankrupt yet in this is just And takes such care thâ—â— jointly with our breath We doe recâ—ive thy testament of death Hence issuâ— if we well â—â—volve our Fate Those woes which follow mans accuâ—sed state Hence those afflictions which attend our wayes Those sad catastroph's of our wretched dayes Hence that unequall share of joy and paine A drop of pleasure but of woe a maine O hadst thou lov'd God more Eve not so well Thou wouldst have left us heires of Heaven not Hell Who can describe what 's sin Nothing at all And must the masse of man for nothing fall All things i th' world God made and God was glad That by his making hand they being had Onely thou misbegotten Monster sin As Bastards use stolest at the Window in Ashamed of thy birth God never put Least finger to thy Essence Hell was shut Thou wert ' the Key to open it day light Changde by thy birth into eternall night Curst be thy birth day let it not appeare Nor once be nam'd with th' other dayes o' th yeare Be long expected and as thou shalt faile Be curs'd of those who watch to chase the Whale On that black day let the Universe be sad And Furies onely at thy birth be glad For thou hast on us all these mischiefes â—urld And made a Pristine Chaos of the World And wee le be angry with thee Grandam Eve The Mother of this Child thou didst conceive The odious Monster Satan was his Sire But you adulterous Paramouâ—â— conspire And with such slights juggle the businesse that Adam must father the mis-gotten brat God form'd thee of the mans selected bone To helpe him that he should not be alone This was your taske Have you not help'd him well And all his progeny to goe to Hell Eve must bring children forth in pangs and throes And make a joyfull father by her woes Which shee performes with a delight in paine One teeming past another hasts againe Eve must be subject to her Husband and A Vassaile alwayes be at his command Grounded on this some Common-weales ordaine A Salique Law the Distaffe shall not raigne Esteeming those God censured to obey Unfit for Government and Regall sway And this first fault all mankind so has vext That men take all the Nation for a text Of their invectives dip in gaule their quill And with Satyrick lines whole Volumes fill Against Eves sex who in much ignorance bred Unable are their proper cause to plead But had they pens as good as are their tongues
forme and decent manner put And of such quantity and valour be As with the Universe shal best agree For if the workman shewed such curious art In making this low Orbe and every part Contain'd in it how must his skill abound When he a palace for himselfe wil found We have view'd Gods City know the subjects now Let 's contemplate the policy and how This mighty Monarck governs by what law So steers his subjects love yet stand in aw Kings are compel'd to imploy their subjects hands As useâ—ull instruments of their commands They cannot live without 'em nor are Kings Unlesse the subject necessary things Supply for life and state whence come their treasures But from the subjects purse even to their pleasures The subject must contribute nor the field Nor River without Subjects pleasure yeild Unlesse the Falconer traveâ—sing the mounds Shall luâ—e the Hawke the hunâ—s-men rate the Hounds In masques and showes and playes which Princes see Subjects must revellers and actors be If he rule wisely the best Monarck heares More with his subjects then with his owne eares He must have ledgers and his spies maintaine To informe what 's done in Rome France Flanders Spaine I st ' the least misery of Kings to standâ— In feare of their owne subjects least they band Against them or plot treason Monarcks are Jealous when subjects grow too popular Too potent or too rich on purpose send Them out Embassadors to make 'em spend Their formidable treasures Or in shew Of honour let 'em for their Viceroyes goe To the remoter Indies Who can tell How many Monarks by their Vassals fell We need not travaile Greece Rome Beme France Spaine In our sole Britaine fifty Monarks slaine That Aventinus boldly dares report The Roman-German Emperor kept a court Where Kings were subject none but Asses were Vassailes to the French King because they beare Such heavy burdens the Hesperian Kings Were Kings of men because the Spaniard clings So closely to his Prince A King of Devils Our English King by reason of the evils Against their Kings done by the subjects hands Rebellions depositions murthers bands Yet we must understand ther 's mighty ods Betwixt the Commons and terrestrial Gods Angels guard us archangels wait on them Secure their persons and protect the Realme For Monarks sakes let the world know that Kings Are gods on earth and consecrated things Precious 'i th sight of God in state most high Who touch 'em touch the apple of Gods eye Semei may barke Achitophel counsel give But how long after did these traytors live The polititian farewell gently takes Of all his freinds and with decorum makes If hanging have a decency an end Of 's loathed life Semei is made a friend To the restored King but with this law Which whilst he lives shal keep him stil in awe He must not leave his house some few years passe His servants run away mounting his Asse He brings 'em back againe 'T is told the Prince And Semei dyes for 's first and last offence Gods scourge oretaking though 't is sometimes long Still subjects who dare doe their Monarks wrong But though high powers guard Kings yet we may see How to their subjects spleens they subject be No such dependant Monarchie in Heaven Where nothing by the subject can be given That was not Gods before their very being Glorious endowments beatifique seeing For pleasure not for want of power or skill He makes the Angels actors of their will Nor feares he mutinies lov 's the onely law Of their obedience and a filyall awe Should any rise which cannot be one frowne Would easily cast to Hell the Rebels downe Who acts al things above beneath the Sun Needs no informers to know what is done The greatest Monark governs as well clounes As Kings in Heaven all are Kings all weare crownes Nor can we reckon the innumerous list Of Gods apparent heyrs coheyrs with Christ Commanders of his Military Bands Who for their brave exploits by Gods owne hands Have Diadems set on every Victors front Of precious stones and every stone has on 't The trophees they have rear'd by Victories got As with the Devill World and Flesh they fought Thus is our Sions government in all Points most compleat truly Monarchicall To the right Honourable Thomas Lord Brudenol Master Robert Brudenol his Son and my learned Friend Master Iames Yate Sermo Octavus The Argument All good here scanted if a Man have wealth He wants or wit to use it or wants health This witty as Achitophel but his case As poore as Iobs or worse for he wants grace Onely in Heaven these Three are friendly joyn'd Health Wealth and choise endowments of the Mind Then the fourth Good on these Three former waites Angels Archangels Patriarcks are your mates With Prophets Martyrs Doctors to their King Melodious Allelujas you shall sing THe end of Common weales is to procure A temporall happinesse and put in ure All means conducent to that purpose this Obtain'd they rest contented with such blisse Was ever Rome Sparâ—â— or Athens blest With such a happinesse Lots view the rest Of Common-wealths they often chang'd their formes Of government to be secur'd from stormes Now Kings now Peers now Commons now commixt All three no policy long standing fixt Which shews that all your Common-wealths are lame Gaine not their ends but onely at them aime Are private men more happy Let us see What 's requisite to our felicity A plenteous fortune Dowries of the minde To which the bodys health must be adjoyn'd Does not such blisse stand on a ticklish point The Gout or head-ach can put out of joynt Then choyse associates must accumulate The full fruition of a blessed state And 't is extension of a private good When friends pertake in our Beatitude Such have blind Fortunes various changes been That never yet a Common-wealth was seene Or single man in whom these blessings joyn'd Friends health the goods of fortune and the Minde In wrongs was Alexander fortunate Hâ—s friends unfaithfull minde intemperate What was his fury what his drunkennesse When he slue Clitus and Callisthenes Virtues in others can this Prince offend Which were they his heedâ— in himselfe commend What can content this brainsick young mans minde When what his foes cannot himselfe will finde A want in his owne greatnesse Philips son Though Asia he subdu'd has nothing done Because Perdiccas hath a warlike brest Lysimachus amongst his Chieftaines best Can lead an Army Attalus brave gate A shadow casts on Alexanders state Seleucus is magnanimous and where Dangers and death are most apparent there He will be formost Ptolomy does rest In Fortunes lap all his attempts are blest Thus envy has as Argus many eyes Above beneath on every â—ide shee spies We hate Superiours because they are so We feare least our Inferiours equall grow We look a squint on such we fellows see And have a jealousie they le better
nere saw So Aristotle form'd a happy man In his owne braine which no age could or can Or shall behold Riches and outward things Are temporary Pleasure brings No constant blisse are wives and women ware More precious let our Ancestors declare The worth of these What is for silver sold Lesse valued is then Silver lesse then gold A Wife by Gods command the Prophet buyes And with her having paid his Sicles lyes A Kings first daughter chaffer'd for the skins And slippits of preputiate Philistins We goe beyond their wisedome now 't is common Without a Dowry few will take a woman Five thousand twenty forty thousand crownes Laid downe upon the naile wardrobes of gownes And rich attire jewels prepar'd before Shee enters her dread Lord and husbands dore Yet notwithstanding all this stir and cost The haplesse husbands have by th' bargaine lost For some such shrews or rather Furies are Their husband 's better be without 'em far What are your Empires what your large commands So many severall cares as severall lands What are your stately masques ingenious playes Wit uttered showes perform'd by Popinjaies Besides this transitory life 's so short That passing we can onely look at sport Not sit by it that thread the life of man Spins out fitly resembled to a span What 's Solomon on his Imperiall Throne His Grandees all attending every one Praising his wisedome Despicable clay Accouâ—red well set forth in rich array Yet thus set forth a Lilly withering streight Shall quite eclipse this gaudy Monarcks state If wisedome learning erudition bring Felicity we must confesse this King A happy man but he himselfe shall grant Where 's much affliction likewise ther 's much want Of happinesse though sciences delight Yet what a toyle is studying day and night To purchase arts and when all 's done none know What animates a dog a cat a crow We see when any such poore creature dyes The senslesse carkasse without motion lyes Death some thing must destroy some thing divide That soule and body hath together tyde The union 's lost where is and what is that Did constitute a crow a dog a cat We cannot tell more then in generall How we these actuating soules should call We have surveigh'd the world and nothing finde Which can beatifie mâ—ns restlesse mind Created to be happy must this end Be frustrate must we toyle and labour spend In vaine No! we will fly with wings of love To heaven and finde beatitude above The state of joy and pleasure is the will The object either reall good or ill Yet such as clothes it selfe in the antique tire Of good the senses when what they desire They have transmit to th' soule their Queene delight Which issues from the heating cast smel sight That pleasure is the scules we are easily taught Because the will or else some pensive thought Can curbe all pleasure in exteriours tâ—ne Yea more convert all pleasure into paine Faire Aletkeia the search and object is o th' understanding and its proper blisse Is formall verity How are we glad When certaine demonstrations can be had In any science through what labours run To finde how where by whom such deeds were done Pleasures belong to th' will and to know much Gives the understanding great contentment such Knowledge have Sions Citizens they know All things as torrents so their pleasures flow A torrent blessing the overwhelmed meads Derives his Origen from severall heads Heaven-threatning mountaines in abundance send Their fleecy snowes the neighbouring rivers lend Friendly their streames heavens cataracts fly ope The earth to all her â—lood-gates gives full scope So shall there be a confluence of all good To make compleat the Saints beatitude Will understanding memory every Sence Shall freely give a large benevolence A body so exact in every part That skilfull nature cannot mend nor art Make better after the age of Christ for he As author so th' exemplar cause must be Of the Saints blisse full of agility Can when it will through the 〈◊〉 Kingdomes flie Drakes Ship as a rare monument was kept At Debtfort 'cause she had the Ocean swept Encompassing the world and 〈◊〉 the Sun Had thrice his course through th' oblique Zodiack run Circled the coasts of parched Africa Of Asia Europe and America What is this world compar'd to heaven a span To fifty leagues Yet the Saints bodyes can As soone as the swift sun all regions see And at the journyes end not wearied be Then how pellucid bodyes made divine By glory are how radiantly they shine Here they were Tabernacles though of clay In which soules deare to God a while made stay Organs o th' divine glory so Pauls tongue Through th' Universe Gods praise and Gospell sung Orethrew Idolatry orethrew false Gods His body for the true God scourg'd with rods Orewhelm'd with stones in perils on the Maine His head by th' sword from off his shoulders tane These severall members for the severall wounds Shall be adorn'd with severall Diamonds Anadems of glory circle that blest front Gyrlands of richest Jewels set upon 't The Proto-Martyrs body black and blew With stones shall shine in a most fulgent hue Such glorious dowries the Saints bodyes grace That rocks and hardest marble must give place To make them way nor can they suffer harme By any sword manag'd by th' strongest arme Subject to woes to blowes to torments here Senslesse of woes of blowes of torments there Parch'd Afriks glory borne in 's mothers eyes An happyer issue of her holy cries Then of her wombe would magnifie three sights Above all other temporall delights To see our Saviour in that flesh araid In which he was to the false Jewes betraid By Gentiles crucified rose from the grave And by his death did Jewes and Gentiles save To heare the Doctor of the Gentiles Paul Either in the Athenian judgement Hall From th' unknowne statue fit occasion take And to his auditors a Sermon make Or in the Synagogues instruct the Jewes How he whom they so barbarously did use Naild to the Crosse should with much glory come To give all Mortals an impartiall doome Or else before the Roman Presidents Thundring Gods judgements and what punishments Attend transgressors with his Rhetorick make Affrighted Faelix and Drusilla quake Then what a glorious sight wil't be to see Great Rome in all her former Majesty Or in Augustus or Vespasians time Proud with the Trophees of the Easter clime The spoiles of Nations Caesars bringing forth In Ovant pompe what in the South and North Was rich and glorious Souldiers crown'd with Bayes Ecohoing in Paeans their Commanders praise Rome at the greatest was but thirty miles About had for its houshold-stuffe the spoiles Of the whole World the riches of all Realmes Arabian Gums and gold Egyptian Gems What 's thirty miles to Sions amplitude What 's the worlds treasure to Beatitude We speake
a Citie where large Kingdomes are The gracefull streets Rome Babylon Grand Caire But simple Cottages compar'd with ours Their Pallaces their high-Heaven-threatning Towers But sties for swine though we fond mortals cry 'Em up not knowing true Felicity Heavenly Jerusalem with jems is built The Wals the Battlements the Turrets guilt The streets are pav'd with Saphire Ophir stones Berill rich Carbuncles and Uniones In such a Citie when the blest soules must Be reunited to their wonted dust Compleated by that Union the Saints shall Have lordly domination over all The World and seated in Majestick chaires Judge Nations heires of God with Christ coheires Be conversant with him humbly adore And kisse those wounds by which he trumph'd ore The grave and Hell acknowledge his sole blood The onely price of their Beatitude Therefore with the Elders every Saint casts downe Prostrate at Jesus feet his royall Crowne Not onely in the mirrour of Gods minde You shall the Apostles Paul John Peter finde But all the Patriarcks Martyrs Doctors see Converse and with 'em most familiar be Heare every passage of their lives and deathes How the stout Martyrs purchased their wreathes Heare Paul relate through what Seas he did wade What dangers scap't where what Orations made And before whom what good his Sermons wrought And who by them into the Church were brought And as he speakes so act at every straine That you would think you heard him preach againe Your understanding shall be lightened so That you the severall Hierarchies shall know See perfectly what now wee but in trust Take up if every Individuum must Bee ' a severall Species by it selfe and God Must needs of the same Forme create an od Suppose if two of the same forme hee le make He must our Mother the first Hyle take But these are Nicities Your principall Happinesse is God whose Vision includes all May satisfie What 's done in Heaven the Son By his Father got active Spiration How these embracing mutually conspire From both their heats to give eternall fire Its Origen which sent by them shall move In such a circle that with ardent love The World shall burne acknowledging a Law That shall both Jewes and Gentiles keep in awe A Law not of sterne threats and fetters made To compell man but gently shall perswade Attracte with tyes of love no more command Then what may easily with prastice stand Let 's well observe what things are requisite To draw from Scientifique arts delight So shall we know what they and how much pleasure Enjoy who purchast have this hidden treasure A power a faculty apt to conceive And from proportion'd objects formes receive And knowledge and delight compleater be According to the objects dignitie This power cognoscitive must be combinde With th' object and the closer it is joynde The more it knowes receives the more content And both increase when th' object 's excellent Can any object be like God of good The fountaine in himselfe Beatitude Of bounty mercy justice a vast Ocean Whose every vertue every single notion Speaks an abysse of worth where sily sheepe May wade Elephants may swim not reach the deep With this sea of perfections sea of good The soul 's so joyn'd t is swallowed in the flood Immerg'd so deeply in that vast abysse That with it one and the same spirit tis Knowes all his immanent acts sees all respects Which his All-potent hand has to effâ—cts Is entred to all Gods joyes and injoyes Made one with God all treasures pleasures joyes Gods all in all things and whom he unites So neerly to him with him all delights Pertakes nor need the blessed journeys take To seek Beatitude God alone will make Them happy having in himselfe all store Of bounty mercy justice wisedome power And such an object how must it distill Torrents of pleasures on the ravish'd will How shall our memorie thâ—â—â—… Mâ—gâ—zin Of all Idaeas showing what has been Is extant shall exist before us lay All acts from the Worlds cradle to this day Present all passages through our life run The manie favours God for us hath done The many dangers we have scapt the fights We had against the world the flesh the slights Of Satan how God aided with his grace And brought us Conquerours to this happy place Where our browes circled with triumphant bayes Eternally we shall his mercies praise Then we surveigh the worlds Chronologie And entring in Gods Cabinet councell see Why he so oft hath suffered just men here To be opprest the wicked domineere Plainely perceive these miserable times To issue from the deluge of our crimes Our bloody sins have made so loud a cry Nothing can cure us but Phlebotomie We did abhor the very name of Peace The clamour of the Drum shall never cease We chase Religion out the Land not any One can content us now we have too many Did too much plenty cause a surquedrie Famine shall cure it and much penurie The stock of cattle spent a barren yeare Shall Victuals make and Corne excessive deare Excises shall set up on every score Adde to the famine and undoe the poore Necessity caus'd taxes the same Law Must keep 'em up to keep the rout in awe Why did th' ambitious Horse endure the bit To chase the hart then would be free from it But cann't who thrust themselves into a yoake Deserve to beare untill their backs be broake The Saints shall see why God permits all this And not a jot be troubled in their blisse For those blest Citizens of Sion be As well from trouble as from sicknesse free Nor can their Kin or dearest friends annoy Though knowne diminish their eternall joy For mercies towards themselves to God they owe And praise his justice in Delinquents woe To the right Honourable Edward Earle of Dorset Richard Lord Buckhurst his Son and my truly honored Friend Doctor Samuel Turner Sermo Nonus The Argument Man labouring like the Spider when al 's done T is but a simple Cobweb he hath spun The Epirot will with his Armies rome Abroad to gaine what he injoyes at home Well may we learne of the industrious Ant To gather treasures 'gainst the time of want Such is that dreadfull day when all soules shall In publike audience give account of all Their life The good mounting in heaven shall dwell The bad descend downe to th' Abysse of Hell HOw does the Spider toile and when al 's done T is but a silly cobweb shee hath spun Worth nothing of no durance every blast Can break it with a dish of water cast It falls or Joane when shee makes cleane the roome Sweeps downe the Cobweb and with her long broome The Spider kils from heavens embroydered hall The Angels see who with one act view all That done on earth so doe the Devils too And crave such acts as to their nature due Fond men with the laborious Spider toile By day and night are troubled