THE ANATOMIE OF HVMORS VVRITTEN By SIMION GRAHAME PRO. 21. CAP. Euery way of a man is right in his owne eyes but the Lord God pondreth their hearts AT EDINBVRGH Printed by THOMAS FINLASON 1609. WITH LICENCE TO HIS EVER-HONOVRED LORD AND MAISTER MY LORD GRAHAME Earle of Montrois c. Con il tempo LIKE A STORME-beaten-ship with many vnfortunate conflicts in my long-some journeyes here and there haue I still beene tossed till now at last I haue arriued to the safe harborie of your Lordships favour being sore fatigated in my troublesome trauailes I am very eagerly willing to be comforted with the rare fruites of your Honours admired Engine who with a most generous spirit can temper thy greatnes with benignitie thy Majestie with meekenesse thy Heroyick minde with courtesie thy Noble hand with liberalitie and thy Herculian-heart with clemencie such is the inestimable ritches of thy renowned worth which hath made and still makes conquest of many hearts O what can I say of my selfe who without any merit in mee hath so often felt the force of your Lordships loue I am sorie that I shall neuer be able to value the ritch treasure of such great desert Good will is all my wealth and yet my seruice bound by dutie craues no thanks Than most worthie to be named worthy Lord receaue these my Labours as the true tributarie effects of my affection the beholding of this Humorous world the strange alterations of Time and the inconstant wauering of my euer-changing Fortune will afforde mee no other Subject it may truly be saide Fortuna vitrea est quae cum splendet frangitur My peregrinations enlarged my curiositie my souldiers estate promised to preferre mee and the smiles of Court stuffed my braines with manie idle suppositions Heere abruptly must I needes breake off fearing least the great occasion of this discourse make mee forget my selfe and become tedious in reckoning vp my losse of Time So in my neuer-ending-loue I end wishing your Lordships valour good fortune your estate all happinesse and that your Honours discretion may sepulchrise this boldnesse of Your Lordships euer-obedient seruant SIMION GRAHAME TO HIS EVER-HONOVRED LADY MY LADY COVNtesse of Montrois c. GReat is the worth of thy triumphing Fame With Faith Hope Loue in thy sweet soule inshrind A endlesse world shall eternise thy name And crowne the glorious vertue of thy mind Thy feruent faith to Christ is so inclind Which makes ritch hopes vp to the Heau'ns aspire From thence thy loue descends in ruthfull kinde And helps the poore in their distress'd desire Long may thou liue and long may God aboue Increase confirme reward faith hope and loue S. GRAHAME TO THE READER IN A FEARELES HVmor I haue anatomized the humors of mankinde to the mouth of the honest man it hath a most delicate and sweet taste but to the wicked it is bitter as gall or wormwood for if thou be a dissembling hypocrite one of the sect of fleshly and bloudie Gospellers one of the generation of Wolues cloathed in sheepe-skins which are naught else but hatchers of deceit to entrap soules inventers of treason to murther Kings hellish instruments to ruine Countries sworne enemies to God and diligent factors for the deuill If thou be a man of this Categorie I hate thee to the very death but if thou first be true to God and next to thy owne Prince if thou be faithfull to thy Country if thou judge all men with equitie in spite of loue or briberie if thou wrong no man and last of all if thou be all in all a good Christian thou art an honest man thou art the man whō I place in my harts hart if thou be a woman of a modest behauiour discreet in all thy actions of a chast mind and of a good life who still aymes at honestie and prosecutes all thy desires with the feare of God it is thou who is the honest woman and thou art the woman whom I honour to the death Then be what thou wilt who reades this Treatise be sure to finde thy selfe set downe in a true fashion I haue taken the paines to paint thy portrate if thou finde thy selfe in faire colours then be carefull how to entertaine thy selfe in the true Luister if thou finde thy selfe in filthie colours wash clainge and purge thy selfe from such pestiferous blots which euen infects thy very soule and makes thee leath some to the sight of God I haue searched thy feastred wounds I haue bared thy vlcered sores and for feare of putrifying cankers I haue tainted thee to the very quick so to keepe thy weaknes in a good temper I haue applied this Cataplasme to appease thee of all thy paines I am surely perswaded that these my labors shal merit thanks of the vpright man who loues God obedient to his King and is true to his Country and that the good report of the righteous shall guard me from criticall barking of wicked malice and I am assured that the honest Matron the wife true to her husband and the chaste virgin will euer party me and euer be ready to countercheck the detracking reports of the shamelesse woman whilst my reuenge shall be with silence and simple patience to smile at neuer-blushing impudence To conclude I onely expect to be quarrelled with the deceitfull villaine whom I will proue to be an arrant Knaue if thou challenge me I scorne to be a Coward and therefore I will answer thee So I shall euer rest thy hatefull Enemie and the honest mans Seruant to the death SIMION GRAHAME TO HIS EVER-HONOVRED LADY MY LADY COVNTESSE of Erroll SWeet Lady looke grant this begd-for-grace My seruile Muse doth craue vpon her knees Now here she comes before thy sacred face And of her Labours makes a sacrifees Then ouer-spread them with thy glorious eyes Let luster faire inritch my rurall rime Thou hast the power great Potent if thou plees To register my verse in endlesse time If quicknes of thy wit finde any crime In thy discretion sepulchrize my wrong For why thou know'st my Muse in youthfull prime Did what she could to please thee in her song Great is the glory of my wish'd-for-gaines If deerest Dame thou patronize my paines S. GRAHAME THE ANATOMIE OF HVMORS A SILKE VVORME first eateth it selfe out of a very little seed and then groweth to be a quick creature a while after it is fed and nourished vpon fresh and greene leaues then it comes to a greater quantitie and againe it eates it selfe out of that coat and worketh it selfe in a coate of silke ingendred full of small seede for many young-ones to breed of in the end it leaues the slugh of silk for the Ornament of mankinde And last of all it dieth in the shape of a white winged flye A King may be compared to the silke worme which first of the earth becommeth a creature and then being fed nourished vpon the grace favour and mercie of God
with the loue feare and obedience of his subjects he becommeth a King of more kingdomes and so from kingdome to kingdome he groweth to be an imperiall and free Monarch over many Countries for him and his posteritie to possesse for ever in the end he leaues his vertues education his good qualities his vpright justice his mercie his compassion on the poore and his loue to all his people to be a mirrour to the rest of earthly Kings one example to his children and a never decaying Ornament to all his Off-spring then last of all he returneth againe to the earth and his soule cloathed with pure innocent whitenes flyeth vp to heaven in the beautifull shape of a bright winged Angell Who shall ascend sayes the Prophet into the mountaine of the Lord and who shall stand in his holy place euen he that hath inuocent hands and a pure heart who hath not in the rage of crueltie sucked the bloud of innocents who hath not suffered the greater powers to oppresse his poore Subjects it is he who extols Iustice and triumphs in mercie O God this man is he whose glorie is great in thy salvation both dignitie and honour hast thou laid vpon him It is thou O Lord who governes all his actions and still instructs his minde what he shall doe Cor regis in manu domini quocunque voluerit inclinabit illud Then thou ô earthly King behold how the great and mightie King of all Kings is thy sure bulwarke his strength guards thee against the malitious mindes of men the poysonnous Calumnie of wicked vipers shall not offend thee nor the subtill hatchers of vnnaturall Treason shall neuer prevaile against thee because God assures thee of thy life in all thy journeyes by day or by night he still sayes vnto thee as he said by the voyce of his Angell to Gideon Peace be vnto thee feare not thou shalt not die How bold may thou be to build vpon this assurance if God be with thee who can be against thee Thy anger is like the roaring of a Lyon he that prouoketh thee to wrath sinneth against his owne soule Who should not tremble at thy furie who should not be afraid to offend thee who dare calumniate a King or yet speake against the vprightnesse of his justice God him selfe giues this straite commaund saying Thou shalt not raile vpon the Iudges neither speake euill of the ruler of the people Then the Apostle Saint Paul tells thee why thou should not doe it Because he is the Minister of God to take vengeance on them that doe euill I say to thee O King Thou earthly God whose ouer-ruling hand The Scepter swayes and doth vnsheath the sword Now seruile Kingdomes stoupes at thy command Who dare controle thy vnrecalled word Thou with great glorie of thy triple crowne Erecks the good and throwes the wicked downe God hath anoynted thee a King and placed thee here on earth to be a God and to doe right to all men without respect of persons God him selfe calls you a God and commaunds you saying Doe right to the poore and fatherlesse doe justice to the poore and needie because I haue said thou art a God And therefore be sure that the great God of heaven will judge you that are Gods on earth remember how he is to craue a most sharpe reckoning at your hands therefore how carefull should thou be ever to discharge thy great and waightie charge which hangs over thy head thou art a ruler of many and many things will be asked of thee respect alwayes the poore more then the ritch and let not the complaints of thy people come to thy eares by the mouthes of thy briberous Minions call the poore complainer before thee stay and heare them with patience and wearie not to examine their wrongs when thy pitty hath pondred their estate Pronounce sentence with thy owne tongue then let thy diligent eye see judgement executed and delay not the poore mans cause nor let no senistrus request recall thy just resolution And so shall the teares of the distressed creatures imbalme thy soule thy righteousnes shall crowne thee and thy mercie shall set thee on the majesticall Throne of Gods eternall glory O remember what thou art where thou art and what thou shalt be as I haue said thou art a King anoynted by God over many people thou art here on earth a Judge and thou art to be called before the tribunall seate of God to giue a reckoning of thy behaviour O then how narrowly should thou looke to thy journey how perrilous is thy Prograce what weightie burthen hangs on thy shoulders what continuall fashires what incomprehensible care and what great memorie craues thy carefull estate With eyes of wisedome governe thy sight about thy selfe and if thou chance to see sheltred vnder thy owne wings the deceitfull parasite the male-contented Mutenar the murmuring whisperer the detracker of honestie the invier of vertue the ambitious oppressour or the vnmercifull briber then if thou finde such caterpillars about thee sweepe them away because they are consuming cankers to thy state bloud-suckers of innocents vessels of treason and sworne enemies to the true Vnion of thy Kingdomes O sayes the great King of wisedome Take away the wicked men from the King and his throne shall be stablished in righteousnes Shake off all kinde of such infectious scabs and purge thy companie of such pestiferous euils keepe ever with the men of truth and place such men in office as feares God and loues thee Let graue and honourable counsailours conduct thee and guard thy selfe with them Commaund thou them as God hath commaunded all you that are Kings Say ye shall haue no respect of persons in judgement but shall heare the small as well as the great ye shall not feare the face of man for the judgement is Gods Thou art the Lieutenant of God therfore thou should looke well to thy officers and how they are enclined A true and faithfull subject who doth the will of his King is worth the halfe of his Kings kingdom O sayes Salomon the joy and pleasure of a King is in a wise servant He putteth the charge of him selfe in his hands he is the pillar of his state and executes the actions of his King with a sincere equitie It is not birth that makes thy subject noble or honourable The originall of Nobilitie is like a small spring which good desert makes the gratefull favour of a King to enlarge to a great river which by bound dutie ought to pay their dutifull tribute to the King their Ocaean but how many are they that becomes ingrate and swels with pride ambition envie treason sedition and emulation they become rebellious flouds overflowes their banks and in dispersing them selues looses their name and becomes ignominious to the world When such men beholds their owne ruine and swift destruction which blinde pride did never looke for then how may
impietie and couldnesse of Charitie destroyes all and makes many Atheists What frutes of Charitie may we beholde in sundrie Countreyes naught else but the pittifull spectacle of Envy and Malice Oppression and Bloudshed Iustice wreisted with brybrie the negligence of magistrats suffring victual and provision to parte from our Countrey leaving derth and famine amongst vs the lamētations of the poore is not heard behold the youths and scollers going idle some becomes marchants or els machaniks learning is held in disdain Scoles Colleges Vniversities are not mētaind al decaies out of memory O how may the hart of a true chistiā bleid to se the lamētable sight of down-fallen bridges decayed hospitals ruenus churches Nunc seges vbi Sion fuit through Holland and in many parts of the low Countries what great objects of destruction what overthrowe of faire and ritch architectors what large prospect of abusde pollicie and what deformation is now found in reformation where shall the murtherer be condemned or the theif receaue the censure of his punishment Jn the Church where shall the Judge heare the oathes of perjurie Jn the Church where shall meetings blockings buying and selling be No where but for the most part in the Church My house saith Christ it should be called an house of prater but you haue made it a denne of theues And besides all this what sacraledge is committed and how is the ritches goods and lands which be proper duety belongs to the Church how are they desperst amongst the Commons and keepe it as it were in contemp of God O saieth Christ Giue vnto Caesar those things which are Caesars and giue vnto God those things which belongeth to God The greatnes of our sins hath procured the wrath of God his punishment threatens vs and his judgements are laid before vs Who can hide himselfe from Gods anger Let vs cry out with Ieremie the Prophet O thou sword of the Lord how long will it be ere thou cease turne againe into thy scalbert rest and be still But ô the dulnes of vnderstanding and the arrogant strife against veritie makes the hearts of man like Pharos hardned and considers not this our eares are deafe we heare not our eies are blinde and seeth not his great wonders Gods displeasure comes by sinne and nothing can appease him but repentance But the divell who is prince of this world stands like the master of a faire lotry and foolish mankinde looks vpon his deceauing vanities at last their sight being insnarde and their heart tempted with his glittering allurements they hazard their soule in hope of gaine O man how art thou deceaved and how many strange wayes seekst thou to come to the kingdome of heauen Many cryes Lord Lord that shall not enter in the Kingdome of our Lord. Many professes Christ that shal never be pertaker of Christs glory What a great consort of Antechristians are now desperst amongst Christians Now is the mother of whoredomes mounted vpon the seven headed best that ten-crownd-hornd Monster that oulde Dragon the divell hath given him his power and hath giuen the beast authoritie and hath printed on his fore-head the name of Blasphlemie he spews and vomets forth vncleane spirits which are Ambassaders to inlarge the kingdome of Sathan Bahilon is drunke with the bloude of Saints and with the bloud of Marters of Iesus Christ the pittifull lamentation of the Church spoken be the Prophet in the person of our Saviour saying Haue ye uo regarde all ye that passe by this way behold and see if there be any sorrow like vnto my sorrow Our long suffring GOD at last being forst to speake I haue long time saieth he holden my peace I haue bene still and refrained my selfe now will I cry like a trauelling woman and I shall both destroy and deuoure at once In that day of Gods wrath what shall the Idoles of the Gentiles helpe thee made of gould and silver the workmanship of mans hands they haue a mouth and speakes not they haue eies and sees not and they haue eares and heares not such sensles stocks and stones can not helpe thee The Prophet David cryes out Similes illis siaut qui faciunt ea omnes qui considunt in eis Let them be lyke vnto Idoles who maketh them and let them be deafe dumbe and blinde let them be altogether senslesse who putteth their trust in them GOD is a Jelous God he will not be mocked nor deceived he knoweth all them who boweth their knies to Baall and looks on the filthines of them who commits fornication with the whore of Babel He hath marked all them that drinks the poysonus dregs of her abhominations what answere giues the dissembling Hypocrite to this O saieth he I did it to saue my life my lands and my possessions or to get miantainance to sustaine me O thou faint-hearted coward thou fearst that man who hath power to kill the bodie onely but thou fearst not God who hath power to kil both soule bodie and to cast thee in hels fire If thou think either ritches thy wife or thy children or thy Countrie better then Iesus Christ thou art not worthie of him nor thou shalt never be pertaker with him in glorie Yet thou wilt reason farther and say O I did it onely in outward shew of body but not with my heart Now I will aske thee againe if thou had a wife whom thou loued well and if thou fand thy wyfe lying in the bosome of a stranger adulteratting her body would thou not say O wife thou hast wronged me thou hast violated thy matrimoniall vowe before God the world and me Then if she should say dear husband I haue lent this man onely my bodie but I keepe my heart to you what a villanous excuse wolde this be wolde thou not repudeat her abandon her and forsake her Even so will our living God doe to thee he will spew thee out of his mouth because thou art neither hote nor colde And yet for all this hear the comfortable speech of God his kinde intretie his vnspeakable mercie saieth he Although the man forsake his wyfe for her adulterie yet I will not forsake thee thou hast played the harlot with many louers after many strange Gods hast thou gone astray turne againe to me saith the Lord. I will receaue thee if thou wilt not turn again what saith the Prophet Dauid Nisi conuersi fuerit is gladium suum vibrauit arcum suum tetendit par auit illū If thou convert not God hath sharped his sword he hath bent his bow made it readie O that it wold please God to end the discord amongst Christians that they would goe against the Turks Iews Infidels either to convert them or else to confound them Vt edificentur muri Hierusalem that the walles of Ierusalem may be builded These are the latter daies wherin we stager with the drunknes of sin the
Lesse travaile farre would gaine eternall joy Which sweet Reward all earthly paines exceeds But thou art mad and in thy madnesse strange To quit thy God and take the devill in change At threatning ever senslesse deafe and dumb Thou never lookes on thy swift-running-Glasse Nor terror of the Judgement for to come But still thou thinks thy pleasure can not passe All is deceit and thou hast no regard Gods wrath at last the sinner will reward To pray to God why then thou art asham'd For sinne in thee shall suffer seandalies Thy rusty filth of conscience shall be blam'd Besides thy soule hath spoil'd her faculties Thus doth the deuill so hold thee still aback Euen to the death and then thy soule doth take Alas poore soule when God did first thee frame Most excellent most glorious and perfit But since thou in that carnall body came Thy favour 's lost spoil'd is thy substance quite O that thou would repent and turne in time God wil thee purge clange thee of thy crime God is a God of vengeance yet doth stay And sparing waites if thou thy life will mend With harmlesse threatnings oft he doth assay And oft he doth sweet words of comfort send If thou repent his anger will asswage If not he will condemne thee in his rage The sonne of God he for thy sinfull sake To saue thy soule with care he did provide Mans filthy nature on him he did take That he both cold and hunger might abide He many yeers on earth great wōders wrought Still persecute and still his life was sought When as his time of bitter death drew neere The agony was so extreame he felt That when he pray'd vnto his Father deere In sweating drops of bloud he seem'd to melt Nail'd on the Crosse he suffer'd cruell smart vvhen as they pierc'd his hands his feet his hart Great torment more was laid on him alone For thee and all mankind who will beleeue Thou was not bought with siluer gold nor stone But Christ his life and precious bloud did giue O let not then his bloud be shed in vaine Whil'st thou hast time turne to thy God againe THE SORROVVFVLL SONG OF A CONVERTED SINNER JOB 7. CAP. I haue sinned what shall I doe vnto thee O thou preseruer of mankinde LEd with the terrour of my grievous sinnes Before Gods mighty Throne I do compeare The horrour of my halfe-burst heart begins To strike my sinfull soule with trembling feare Where shall I seeke secourse or finde redresse Who can my fearefull tort'ring thoughts devorce Who can me comfort in my great distresse Or who can end the rage of my remorce I at compassions dore hath begg'd so long That I am hoarce and yet can not be heard Amids my woes sad silence is my song From mirthlesse-me all pleasure is debard O time vntimely time why was I borne To liue sequestred solitar alone Within a wildernesse of Cares forlorne Which grants no limit to my mart'ring Mone My mart'ring Mone with wofull words doth pierce The aire and next from hollow Caues rebounds This aequiuox my sorrow doth rehearse And fills my eares with tributarie sounds These sounds discends within my slaught'red hart And there transform'd in bleeding drops appeares Next to my eyes drawen vp with cruell smart In water chang'd and then distill'd in teares My teares which falls with force vpon the ground Jn numbers great of little sparks doth spread And in each spark my dolefull pictures found J in each picture tragick stories read I read Characters both of sinne and shame Drawne with the colours of my owne disgrace In figures black of impious defame Which painted stands in my disastred face I breathlesse faint with burthen of their woes Such is my paine it will not be expell'd Doe what I can I can finde no repose All hope of help against me is rebell'd Gods mercie 's great I will expell dispaire With praying still I shall the heavens molest Both night and day vnto my God repaire He will me heare and help my soule opprest The thought of hell makes all my haires aspire Where gnashing teeth sad sorows doth out-sound Where damned soules still boiles in flaming fire And where all endlesse torment doth abound Had they but hope it might appease their griefe That in ten thousand yeares they should be free But all in vaine despaire without reliefe Gods word eternall most eternall be When as our Christ in Judgement shall appeare Cloath'd with the Glory of his shining light And when each soule the trūpets sound shal heare They with their corps must com before Gods sight The Angels all and happy troups of heaven Incirkled rounds theatred in each place A reck'ning sharp of eu'ry one is given Before the Saints and Gods most glorious face The sloathfull sinner then shall be asham'd Who in his life would neither mend nor mourne To heare that sentence openly there proclaim'd Goe wicked to eternall fire and burne And to his blessed company he sayes The Angels to my Kingdome shall convoy With endlesse mirth because ye knew my wayes Come rest with me in never-ending joy O let me Lord be one of thy elect And once againe thy loue to me restore Let thy inspiring grace my spirit protect With thee to bide and never part no more Once call to minde how deerly I am bought When thy sweet corps was spred vpon the Rood Thy suff'ring torment my saluation wrought Thy paines thy death and shedding of thy blood O seeke not then my soule for to assaile Against thy might how can I make defence Thy bleeding death for me will naught auaile Jf thou should damne me for my lewd offence Try not thy strength against me wretched worme I am but dust before thy furious winde Nor haue I force to bide thy angry storme Then rather farre let me thy favour finde I Caitiue on this earth doth loure and creepe I prostrate fall before the heavens defaite On thee sweet Christ with mourning tears I weepe To pittie this my weake and poore estate My poore estate which rob'd of all content And nothing else but dolours doth retaine The treasure of my griefe is never spent But still in secret sorrow I complaine Heare my complaint mark wel my words ô Lord Thou searcher of all hearts in euery kinde Thou to my true conuertion beare record And sweepe away my sinnes out of thy minde I sacrifice to thee my Saviour sweet And patient God who gaue me leaue to liue My sighing-teares and bleeding heart contreit I haue naught else nor ritcher gift to giue Thou God the Father thou created me And made all things obedient to mans will Thou sonne of God to saue my soule didst die And Holy ghost thou sanctifiest me still Thou Father Sonne thou holy Ghost divine On my poore soule let your ritch glory shine FINIS TO THE ESTATE OF VVORLDLIE ESTATES Tempora mutantur et nos mutamur in illis EAch hath his Time whom Fortune will aduance Whose