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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A16668	A new spring shadovved in sundry pithie poems. Musophilus	Brathwaite, Richard, 1588?-1673.	1619 (1619)	STC 3574; ESTC S106131	13,301	40

A NEW SPRING SHADOVVED In sundry Pithie POEMS MVSOPHILVS Quid nescis si teipsum noscas LONDON Printed by G. Eld for Thomas Baylie and are to be sold at his Shop in the middle-row in Holborne neere Staple-Inne 1619. TO MY WORTHY AND iudicious Friend Sir Francis Ducket Knight his best wishes SO many kinde respects haue I had showne From You and Yours that if you were mine owne As You are mine for what can be more neere Then Loue and Blood contracted in one Spheere I could not prize Loue at a higher rate Nor to my selfe more kindnesse vendicate In lieu whereof but ' lasse th' requitall's small I tender you this SPRING and this is all Wherein if ought tune fitly with the Time I 'ue stil'd it Yours it shall no more be mine Yours in all respectiue loue MVSOPHILVS In Militem Scientem DISTICHON NOn titulo Militis Militis sed nomine tanti Gaudeo nam Milites curo quid intus habent Cor non corticem Vpon the New SPRING A New Spring 's found which cureth most diseases It cleeres the Eye-sight and the Bladder eases It cooles the Stomacke and it cheeres the Heart And giues free passage to th' digestiue part It recombines the Sinnewes too some say And makes the Cripple throw his Crutch away So as there 's none that iustly can complaine them Since both a Knight and 's Spring doe entertaine them Hee out of Loue and Bounty mixt together It by it's Vertue healing such come thither O that the Reader could like Vertue finde In my New Spring to cure the griefes of Minde But much I feare me if it had like force The Bodies care would make my Spring tast worse PHILO A NEVV SPRING PHILO to PHILEMON Non Vltra EAch day and houre my friend that shines on thee Esteeme it as thy Liues Epitome Nor need I by a Precept further show it Since 't is so well aduis'd vs by the Poet 'Mongst hopes cares feares and all the griefes thou hast Imagine euery day to bee thy last So shall the sight of each approaching Day Summon thee hence that thou may hast away Meane while contend in vertue and in grace Hastning to th' end of this thy Pilgrims race This Weauers Shuttle Grasse Post Shadow Span So short's the course so small 's the time of Man Mans securitie the Diuells opportunitie MAn thinks the shade of Night can couer sin But Night and Day be all alike to Him Whose eyes as they are piercing so they be Pure and doe loath the least impiety MORALL HOw oft haue I O Lord erred in this Thinking thee blinde when Night approched is Where if I rightly did distinguish light I 'de thinke Mans Day farre darker then thy Night For there 's no Night with Thee but such a Day As needs no Sun to chase the Night away Annotation vpon the precedent MORALL IT is obserued by the Learned that Adam after his fall or defection from God seeing his owne nakednesse which hee procured to himselfe by his owne disobedience being borne in a Primitiue freedome of will to haue fled for refuge or couert rather to a shadie Groue in the Garden imagining to exempt himselfe from the punishment due to his Sin by flying to the shade to couer his Sin implying say they that Man no sooner erreth then hee seeketh some sconce some defence for the sinne which he commiteth But hee that rewardeth in publike discusseth the secrets of our hearts in priuate The Night is to him as the Day for hee seeth not as Man seeth hee that securely pretendeth darkenesse for a couert to his sin and in the presumption of his owne security expostulates with his Creator saying Who seeth me shall receiue his reward in the Land of Darknesse for the secrecie of his sinne cannot auoid the piercing and searching eye of the Lord. Let him therefore stand in feare of Gods Iudgement both in the Morning and Euening that he may shun the Arrow that flyeth at the noone-day and the Pestilence that killeth in the Euening A Diuine EMBLEME Nosce et tace Tu te time si viues tute THou Better part of Man the inward Eye Extended farre boue sense how should the path Erring and straying from Humanity Haue guidance but by thee where each Man hath A natiue pronenesse to Obliquity Subiecting Reason to vnbounded wrath Reaching as high by 's Eye as by his Faith Where Truth lyes hid curb'd by iniurious time As in a Caue obscur'd til th' glorious Sun Disperse this mist of Error by his shine Discouering that which was in darknesse done Still cheerefull be that faire Aspect of thine By whose refulgent beames such acts be showne As but for thee Deere Light had nere bin knowne Age which in some is as a Tale that 's told Wherein we rather be then seeme to liue Tells me that it 's not many yeeres make old But houres how well dispos'd since we must giue Accompt for euery Talent which we hold And though the Lord seeme this accompt to driue Time will approach when there is no repriue Then may my number be in houres not yeares How good and not how many liu'd not spent VVhere may my Sinnes force sighs my Errors teares Liuing on Earth yet leauing Earths content To Earthly-minded Moles who sum their feares By losse of goods and giue no free assent To ought saue what is to their profit ment My Eyes not fixt but mouing in their Spheare Transcend fraile Objects nor can they behold Ought worthy louing or affecting heere Where best of Natures treasures is but mold Which in the Worlds eye how faire so ere They shew their gawdie lustre is but gold Which when the Mizer has is onely told Let me haue Riches inward for the rinde Of Earths exterior Beauty my desire Rests well contented howsoere I finde And further should our soule-rapt thoughts aspire Then to content the Body for the Minde As in her ranke of honour she is higher Shee scornes pure Mirror to be soild with mire How hard is 't to be good and not decline From that small share of goodnes where the Age In which we liue bids vs to suite the time And make no mention of a Pilgrimage It 's true indeed we seldome see the prime Of Vertue made continuate for the Page Which lackies Patience oft ends with rage Hee liues the best who hath the least account Accounting euery day to be his last That when he comes vnto his finall poynt To make recourse vnto the yeares be past And sees to what the Totall summe doth mount He may reioyce t' haue made so little wast Of precious Time while he on Earth was plast How est offend we and as rockt asleepe Secure of Iudgement in the bed of Sin Lie we as men exempt from vengeance Sheepe Straid from their Shepheard which hath euer bin So kinde t' his Flocke as he hath sought to keepe Them safe by his owne harme yet leaue we him Pursuing th' path