the subiect of our coy neglect As buried in the Scribes grave dialect And Iosephs goodnesse such some few alone Professors and Precisians had knowne Had not thy bounteous Muse thus set him forth In fashionable garbe to speake his worth In moderne tone now by thy helpe he may Converse with Courtiers in a Coat as gay As er'st his Father made him he may kisse Each coyer Ladies hand nor can he misse Admission or audience to tell His story to the best or worst so well He charmes attention by his sweet and smooth Expressions so pathetically soothes His hearers to receive his sugred pils Whil'st at their ravish't eares and eyes he instils His modesty into their soules and so Doth Ioseph's story told ' mongst high and low With greater efficacy vertue teach By 's paterne then best precepts we can preach In briefe I iudge thy Poem to be such So good so pleasant that I dare avouch The reader that no profit reapes by it Or pleasure hath nor piety nor wit Hold on this godly course thy talent spend By tickling thus our eares our heart to mend And when thy budding Springs spare houres bring forth Such fruit how great shall be thy harvests worth When thy green youth could so exactly trace Good Iosephs ' perfect wayes well may thy grace In riper yeares as his recorded be A Mappe of vertues to posterity T. LL. artium Magister Vpon the Author unknown and his IOSEPH IF fitnesse be a Poems excellence When to the Subject Stile combines with sense Where lofty matter lofty lines doe swell Where lowly Theames low words doe paralell When under shadowed phrase doth couched lye Sometimes a smile sometimes a mystery Still keeping chaste to chaste and high to high Glossing close secrets still with secresie Then top of wit and masterpiece of skill I here discover from a knightly quill For in these sheets here swadled up I spi'd The new borne Ioseph from his dust reviv'd And from the Presses reaking leaden wombe I saw so faire an Hebrew Of-spring come So modest chaste so Ioseph-like it seem'd As if againe faire Rachels wombe had teem'd And h'an't you read how Iosephs growing mite By faire degrees raise him a favourite So doth he here in such brave order rise As may indeare him to his Pharoh's eyes Next as the rest their flagging tops did bend To Iosephs Sheafe still mounting up an end So you fond Bards like their ungrounded sheaves To this green Laurell vaile your saplesse Reaves Blast not his worthy fame here newly blowne But learne to mend the ruines of your owne Loe here your President where you may see How farre divine wit passeth Surquedree E. M. THE DREAMER OR The first Chapter of Ioseph GEN. the 37. JOSEPH a Sheep-heard doth consort With 's brethren tel's their ill report His Father loves him in extreames For which he 's hated and his dreames He 's thrown into the pit and sold Vnto the Ishmaelites for gold Who to Aegypt having brought him The second time a Courtier bought him GOD alwaies just begins in Abrahams Seed To ratifie his Promise with his Deed Jacob holds fast and hath by this time well Deserv'd the happy name of Izrael Gen. 31.24 The Angell now would part he though disable His thigh disjoynted undefatigable Tugs for his blessing as when heretofore For his lo'vd Rachel he serv'd sev'n yeers more Yong Joseph's joyfull Mother now with whom A good portent God op'd her barren womb Took from her her reproach Israel and she Equally blest by importunity He for a blessing She for one to blesse Both earnest sutors both with like successe Hence for all crosses arm'd and black despayr Learn GOD himself is overcom by prayr If thou as earnest be in seeking as Un-tyred Izrael and his Rachel was Who now above the rest doe love this boy As one not gotten in the common way But as a signe of God's continued love A prayr-gain'd childe immediat from above As when the minde of Man some good conceives His hopes dare scarce attempt and yet receives In like degree he loves it now it is As if he durst he could have wish't it his Or as things held in long suspence before They 're granted us we ever prize them more Then easier purchases As we prefer Miraculous before things commoner So they their Joseph with whom God did blesse Old Israel's age and Rachel's barrennesse It was enough he was her sonne to move His father to a more then usuall love A coate of many curious colours wrought He made for him Joseph was all his thought Joseph was his delight but yet so far As hopefull children to wise parents are He made no fondling of him he could brooke The lov'd child's absence nor was griev'd to looke Upon his labors nor was Joseph fed With finer meates nor warm'd a softer bed With longer priviledge nor was he spar'd From any paines wherein his brethren shar'd Nor groan'd he for his burthen nor did grumble But with prompt will and an obedience humble Strove to performe his taske He went to keepe With Bilhah's and with Zilpah's sons the sheepe And whilst his brethren he did thus consort He brought his father home their ill-report Who joy'd they griev'd so yong a one to see Detest and to detect their infamie But Jacob who too wise above the rest Fondly to love one and for nothing best At least to shew it yet he must approve And cherish virtue with increase of love Which now he cannot hide being swel'd as high As Joseph's merits Virtue first may lie Or Truth conceal'd or the fel-brethrens hate Ere his affection now grown passionate And they who for a teltale heretofore Now as their fathers-fondling hate him more Besides nought renders one to envious hearts More despicable then excelling parts So nought more then his virtue did incense His brethren's rage his fault was Innocence Such Jacob's quarell was such Joseph's fate As 't were to inherit thus his brethrens hate The Fathers life one Esau's hate pursu'de The Son was troubled with a multitude He got the blessing from them and they spight Him now their God's and father's favorite And where this hellish fury once is bred Of brethrens discord there 't is eas'ly fed By ev'ry new occasion Joseph's minde Was then inlightned when his body blinde With drowzie rest in heavie sleep he wink 't Yet saw and learn't by a divine instinct Most strange events such alwayes are the waies Whereby God was reveal'd in following daies Unto their of-spring when ' gainst all extreams Their age saw visions their youth dream'd dreams Iosephs first dreame So Joseph now When as me thought all we Were binding sheaves of Corne i' th field quoth he Vnto his brethren that my sheafe arose And stood upright i' th midst When loe all those Of yours stood round and with reclined head As in obeysance my sheafe worshipped Scarce had he ended when they murmuring all Some with a Soule like-troubled
as when Saul From the rais'd Prophet heard his sudden doome And the sad ruin of his house to come Some with a scorn as when Goliah spide So weake a Champion come t'afront his pride With staffe and sling with like beleefe of fate Ensuing they began to vent their hate And are we born fond-dreamer to obey Must we indeed thy vassalls be cry'd they Must we adore thine eyes and seeke grace thence Whom Time and Nature gave preheminence What frantick pride transports thy fancy thus Shall such a boy as thou reign over Vs And thus they swel'd to a more high contempt Of him because he told them what he dreampt Yet this informing Genius left him not But newer fancies in his braine begot Such and of like presage which mindles he Of all their bitter flouts and mockery Freely vents out ev'n to his fathers eare Not caring though his envious brethren heare Iosephs second dreame Me thought the Sun and Moone did mee adore And th'elev'n Stars as did the sheaves before Quoth he with like obeisance Now his Syre In whose ag'd bosom rag'd th'un-usual fire Of indignation this relation mov'd Him in this sort to check the childe he lov'd What hast thou dreampt fond boy What shall we all Thy Father Mother and thy Brethren fall In reverence to thee Trust not these vaine And fond illusions of an idle braine Shall then that blessing leave me that hath gon Still an inseparable companion Of comfort with me That which Isaac gave And that which purchas'd I with lamenesse have Of my touch't thigh when all the night I strove With heav'nly powers discended from above Till I obtain'd And shall my name which men Us'd sacred in their deepest Oaths and when They speake to any unbeleeving eare By Abraham Isaac Jacob's God they sweare Shall this name stoope to thine Must thou indeede Be only blest of all the promis'd seede Thus chek't he him Yet ner'e the lesse each part Of Joseph's tale he treasur'd in his heart So did his brethren too though their intent From their good fathers was farre different They store his sayings up as fuel fit To feed their-hel-bred fire and nourish it Blown to too great a height already by Him that first chang'd the warmth and purity Of fire to scorching heate that it might be A meete reward to perpetuitie For his demerits who thus damn'd to flames To make all partners of his torture aimes Here and for ever and to that end he Tormenteth some with burning jealousie Others with flames of hate and rancorous ire Prepares as charcoales for eternall fire ' Mongst all in generall as they are inclin'd He casts these sparks which kindled once a wind From any thing hee 'l rayse to fan withall The heate more furious not a word can fall From harmlesse Joseph which not somthing hath That ads to his incensed brethrens wrath By this time grown to such a hellish flame That nothing but his blood can quench the same Exod. 20 But God that 's True and Gracious pitty takes Ev'n unto thousands for their fathers sakes Their Sins cannot old Jacob's service blot Nor may his oath to Abraham be forgot But unto all their goods his love converts The ill meant spleene of their malicious hearts Loe how to future times doth this foretell The childrens stubbornnesse of Jsrael From their beginning ag'd but one discent Their plot is murther of the innocent So mischievous their minds so bent on blood They spar'd not those that did or meant them good 'T was early in the morn when they were gon Forth with their Fathers flocks to feede upon The plaines of Sechem where they not above A few short houres had spent when Jacob's love Mov'd his desire to know what had befell Them since their parting whether all were well Amongst their flocks and them if they had found Good shades to rest in or good feeding ground There for their sheep and heards and thus inclinde He calls yong Joseph to him bids him finde His brethren out where they in Sechem are See them and bring me knowledge how they fare The youth is soon commanded which he shewes In quick obedience forth he gladly goes On this kind errand to perform the will Of him that sent him never fearing ill Because he meant no harm So innocent Was his great Master from his Father sent To their curst Of-spring who not only bred From cruell loynes but more experienced In blood and murther having slayn ev'n all That came and would them to repentance call So wicked as they are they send t' his grave Him that brought peace to all and came to save Who with an unmov'd soule as cheerfull went To give his Fathers will accomplishment Ev'n to the death though hence the difference grew He that his Fathers wisedome was fore-knew His danger Joseph went in little doubt o th' sad event to finde his brethren out And comes by this to Sechem cals and cries Aloud upon them but there 's none replies Untill as in their quest he roving ran Thus through the spacious fields he met a man Who finding him demanded what might be The cause of his so busie search quoth he I seek my brethren Sir can you I pray Direct my wandring steps or tell where they Have led their flocks I have to find them out Traverst the vale of Hebron and about The plaines of Sechem runne with fruitlesse speed Meeting with none could tell me where they feed No quoth the man then in good time I may Give thee some ease at last I heard them say Let us to Dothan hence Scarce had he said Dothan when Joseph but to thank him staid Then with much haste making this news his guide Posts after them whom when from far they spide Their colours chang'd and their distracted blood Eb'd to their hearts and streight gush't like a flood Into their face and eys and glowing there Made their long carried coales in flames appeare And then a murmur doth amongst them runne Like the winds strugling ere the storm 's begunne When the foure Elements assembled are From all the corners of the Earth to warre In some great Tempest when the Ayre and Fire Against the Earth and swelling-Seas conspire Thunder 's their trumpet at whose noyse they fall In a rude conflict mixt and threaten all Their poore inhabitants Lightnings would dry The Seas and they to quench heav'ns fires do try And hel's flames too where having falne they rise With a new crotchet now to strike the Skies The earth and ayr mean while as 't were dissolv'd Into one ill mixt body look involv'd Thus altogether rude and shapelesse as Old Chaos ere the worlds creation was Nothing but darknesse now no light is found More then in wretched man in passions drown'd Reason extinguish't man 's a world compos'd Of all the elements which lye enclos'd In severall humours from them bred whence flow Our passions which being bound and ordered so By reason as the
day and Pharoh had The fift of all their corn except alone The Priests that sold no lands did pay him none And happy Israel who in Goshen dwelt Pleas'd with their new possessions never felt The force of famine nor the plague of want Was known among them nothing there was scant Bread for the man and fodder for the beast Ioseph provided them and they increast For they whom God doth blesse shall multiply In spight of famine or the tyranny O' th' worst oppressors all the harsh commands Of t'other Pharoh nor the heavy hands Of their task-masters nor their loads laid on Could let at all their propagation The hard prest Grape yeelds most and so the fire The greater load of woods it bears the higher The flames ascend as they oreburdned grow Whilst Pharoh's hate doth but his weaknesse show Such care had God then of his Israel Mat. 16 18. Philip. 1 21. As of his Church ' gainst which the gates of Hell Shall not prevayle as death is made a gain To them that die in Christ whose thought is pain To worldlings minds so here this plague befell Losse to the world but gain to Israel Who in their giv'n possessions joy'd and there Old Iacob with his sonnes liv'd sev'nteen yeere So all the days that he on earth had liven By computation sevenscore were and seven But when the time drew neere that he must die Ioseph he call'd and underneath his thigh So Abraham gave the oath his hand did place And said if in thy sight I have found grace Ge. 24.2 Bury me not in Egypt let me sleep Amongst my Fathers bones that who so keep My name or theirs in memory may be Pertakers of the self-same obsequy To this though Ioseph plighted had his troth Yet Iacob bound him further by an oath Those happy counted are in their decease Who to their fathers gather'd were in peace Israel made this appear who did interre None but good Kings in Davids sepulcher So taught by Iacob who in this being Worshipt his God and turn'd him on his bed THE BLESSING OR The eleventh Chapter of Joseph GEN. the 48. The thread of Iacob's life neer spun He blesseth Ioseph and his sonnes Iacob was the second born Ioseph his brethrens hate and scorn Youngest of ten yet was he blest And more beloved then the rest So Ephraim heer the youngest lad The blessings of the right hand had A Greater love those blessings more endears To us which we have purchased with tears Hence comes it women love those children most For whom they felt great'st pain Iacob it cost Many a zealous groan ere he could gain The fruit of Rachels wombe and long again He wayl'd that losse with teares as from the houre Her sonne was borne his love it selfe did showre More upon his than on his brethrens head So for his losse he many tears ha'ing shed For him now found he in an extasie As cloy'd with earthly joy desires to dye The strength of gladnes were the world mine own And I not wish it sure the blisse were none But when the powres of the minde are bent Vpon one hope as 't were the whole content Of mans desire and God shall thinke it fit To grant no joy but heav'n is like to it His wish on earth was oh had Ioseph liven And that wish granted now he wisheth heaven For which he doth prepare his mastred flesh Yeelds to his conquering soule which now afresh Assaults the breach weakenesse and age had made In his fraile body those old wals decaid His spirit 's halfe got forth and doth foresee By faith's cleere eye heav'ns true felicity Where all the fulnesse doth of knowledge dwell With which the Patriarch inspir'd doth tell His childrens following fates and ere he dyes Of all that must betide them prophecies But i' th meane time conceive the news is quick And one brought Ioseph word his Fathers sicke He therefore hastning brings along with him His Sonnes Manasses and young Ephraim Of whom when Iacob heard he rais'd his head Strengthning himselfe and sate upon his bed Where thus to Ioseph he his speech began God did to me appeare in Canaan At Luz and blest me promising increase To me and to my seed whose fruitfulnesse Shall fill the land which for an habitation They shall enjoy and grow a mighty nation As for thy sonnes which were in Aegypt thine Before I came those I doe claime for mine As Ruben are and Symeon they shall be Mine owne thine after issue all from thee Shall take their names and with their brethren share Where they in their possessions setled are When I from Padan came my Rachel dyde With me in Canaan by the high way side 'T was short of Ephrath there I in the way Of Ephrath Bethelem her bones did lay But who are these said Israel for his eyes Were weake and dimme with age Ioseph replyes These are my sonnes with whom God blest me here Then Iacob bade and Ioseph brought them neer For him to blesse them who first with a kisse Then clasping of their bodies close to his Began the blessing In that posture Paul Acts 20.9 Rays'd Eutychus to life who by his fall Was doom'd to sleepe for ever else if there 2 King 13.20 In the dead Prophets bones such vertue were To raise men from their graves what vertue is Then in a living Patriarks holy kisse Or if th' Apostles gave the spirit of grace Where they impos'd their hands sure this imbrace Of a good man some blessing brings along 'T is a more full expression then the tongue Num. 22 Differing as deeds from words Balaam must blesse Against his will desiring nothing lesse But Iacobs blessing for its truth affords Apparant proofes his deeds precede his words Which with Gods mercies he began I thought Nere to have seene thy face but God hath brought Things to my most content and hath decreed I should not onely see thee but thy seed Then Ephraim he preferd his right hand stayd Upon his head the left athwart was laid On t'others let none take offence to heare That Iacob blest his sonnes and crost them there Nor was 't a thing of chance but reade and see He laid his hands acrosse them Vers 14 wittingly Though Ioseph on his knees presents them quite Contrary and Manasses to the right Hand offered first So God ' mongst Iesses sonnes 1 Sam. 16. Chose not for face or faire proportions But what he saw within he understands All hearts and sure he guided Iacobs hands Who thus proceeds in blessing them and said The God from whom your Fathers never straid Abram nor Isack God that me hath fed All my life long till now with daily bread And the good Angell which such care hath had Me to redeeme from evils blesse the lads Be they by mine and Abrams sacred name And Isacks cal'd the blessing of the same Revel 7. As in Iohns vision those that stamped were And
world by light the best And first of creatures made to rule the rest Angels are in their kinde lesse blest then we That images of our Creator be But that curb break and passions ruling then No storme no Chaos so deform'd as men And thus with Joseph's brethren 't was that stood Now like so many Cains in wait for 's blood See where yond dreamer comes say they let 's kill Let 's make an end of hm and see what will Become of all his projects and his visions His idle fancies and fond aparitions And for a good excuse we can not misse Wee 'l say Some beast devour'd him true it is Most savage beasts they were that thus did plot To ruine him their rage considered not His fathers care who sent whose love him brought To hearken of their healths this they nere thought All seek his death but Ruben who more milde Then were the rest labours to save the childe The boy is yong and childish he in vain Urg'd and for dreams deserv's not to be slain Then with his fathers weaknesse intercedes His years and his great love to Joseph pleads Joseph's the staffe and prop of Israels age Thus he persists but they still deafe with rage Give him no eare his words can do no good Which when he sees oh yet let 's shed no blood He cries my brethren I 'le direct a way To your revenge and yet we will not slay Nor lay our hands on him not farre from hence Ith'desert is a hollow hole and thence Down to the bottome the discent so steep That t is impossible he ere should creep Again above ground there 's no water there And t is so steep withall that none can heare His cryes and if by chance he there be found It may be said he fell into the ground Then can it nere be told we took his breath Although indeed we left him to his death None of his bloud can on our heads be laid For none of it we shed all this he said To rid him from their hands and if he might To bring him to their father home at night At last more pacified they take for sence His words and give him freer audience Reuben say they speaks truth then let 's not strive We will not kill but bury him alive Their plot concluded on and Joseph come They fall upon him altogether some Rip off his many colour'd coat the signe Of Jacobs love others make fast a line About his tender waste and ripping thence All but his shirt white like his innocence They hale him forwards whilst his grief and fears Can vent it self in nothing but in tears They will not heare him speak nor are they mov'd Nor once consider'd how their father lov'd Those blubber'd eyes nor what hold grief would take On his gray hairs for his lost Josephs sake Mindlesse of this with other thoughts then whet Their fury on and more on edge did set Their vengeance being by this come to the pit They rudely take and cast him into it And in the ground they bury O vild deed Gods promise and the hopes of Isacque's seed But see his power that from the loose stones can Or looser dust raise Abraham sonnes made man Of nought can cause new quickned bodies come From the graves barren and unfruitfull wombe He that shall make all deeps and seas at last Their dead from forth their silent mansions cast That power can Israels seed so deeply sowne Cause sprouting thence to flourish in a throne Ev'n he that puls the mighty from their seat Shall make the lowest highest Joseph great Who left thus deep now to his deeper thoughts More then his own fate wails his brethrens faults Thinks on their impious rage and what a curse Must follow their offence this griev'd him worse Then his own suffrings they mean while the feat Long plotted on perform'd sate down to eat On th' earths green carpet but what ere their food I dare presume their cheer was not so good It cannot be the guilt of their offence Could sit so light upon their conscience Some anxious thoughts of their great God displeas'd Poore Joseph left to cold and hunger seised Sometimes upon them all as there they led It seems they muâ—'d for lo they lift their head And looking round behold upon the sight Of certain Merchants that were Ishmaelites Whose camels loden towards Aegypt bent With balme and mirrh and spice from Gilead went Judah cries out what will it do us good To kill our brother and conceal his bloud He is our brother and our flesh 't were well We layd no hands upon him let us sell Him rather to you Merchants and being sold We are reveng'd and our reward is gold The saying pleas'd them all and up they rose Whilst absent Reuben nothing of it knows And coming to the pit cast in a rope To hale up weeping Joseph now in hope Some pity came upon them when he found Worse mischiefs gaping for him then the ground He in the narrow confines of the cave Was King there being none else but now 's a slave For th' Ishmaelites being come to them they brought him Who having lookt upon and lik't him bought him For twenty silver peeces a good rate Judas but thirty for his Master gaâ— Joseph thou highly valued art to rise Within ten peeces of thy Saviours price Thy brethren I 'm assur'd thought 't was good gain To have revenge and silver for their pain Two pieces ev'ry man but now th' art gone A cloak to hide their fault they think upon And here the worst of all their malice noat Their infamy they cover with thy coat Gods finger's in 't a ramme's for Isaac slain A kid for Joseph with whose blood they stain His colour'd rayment mean while to the pit Reuben makes haste and being come to it Bows him there down and whispers brother rise I come to free thee from the cruelties Of them that hate thee as from being slain I sav'd so now I le bring thee home again Unto thy father but when none replyes He doubts and louder and yet louder cryes At last with out-stretcht throat he lifts his voyce So have I often heard the climbing noyse Of some exact Musitian that begins So low ' youl l scarce beleeve he toucht the strings Then by degrees mounts to a tone so high That each eare tingles as in sympathy Or like the tune oth'winde that calmly blows At first then swels and by degrees it grows Higher and higher yet and is at last Able to deafe the hearers ev'ry blast Such and so fruitlesse is th' exalted voyce Of Reuben now he hears no answring noyse But his own eccho willingly beguil'd He takes that as an answer from the childe And cals again till reason makes him know It is not though God wot he wish it so He finds his error and with tears laments His brothers losse then passionatly rents His cloaths and with redoubled haste he makes After his
That I may for the Lad thy bondman be And he with 's brethren goe instead of me For how shall I goe up without the Lad To be a witnesse and spectator sad There of my Fathers suffrings for my sake Who for the childes returne did undertake THE DISCOVERY OR The eighth Chapter of Joseph GEN. the 45. Here like a reconciled Lover Ioseph weeping doth discover In teares of kindnesse to his brother Himselfe unable yet to smother His passions longer five he brings Of them to Court who by the Kings Directions and commandement With Chariots are for Iacob sent THus long good Ioseph with an unmov'd eare The dolefull story of himselfe did heare His Fathers love and teares he that denyes The strength of nature in her sympathies Had he seen Ioseph here sad burthen keep To his griev'd fathers groanes or heard him weep For love to Benjamin his error he Had sure detested as an heresie Ioseph a naturall sonne appeares in this Old Iacobs griefes are parents unto his So like his passions to his Syres I finde As had he with his body got his minde He cannot of his Fathers sorrowes heare But as sad issue it begets a teare ow dull were all his brethren not to know Him weeping now as he was wont to doe He look'd as when they sold him salt drops shrowd The Majesty of 's eyes as when a clowd So dimmes the radiant brightnesse of the Sunne That weakest sights may boldly gaze upon His beames what mists doe passions cast before Our eyes their envy did not blinde them more From knowing of their brother that in teares Beg'd for his life then now again their fears Darken both soules and bodies both their eyes Their understandings and their memories They think not what his dreams foretold his place Of promis'd greatnesse nor their humble case Mens hearts ' gainst dangers oft misgive and some Are light before against a joy to come But no such motions in their hearts doe stir To make them know this their deliverer Blinde fathers of as blinde a race whom so Not all the Prophecies could make to know Their deare redeemer whom they us'd with more Malice than did their Syres his type before To shew his love Gods ever blessed Sonne Shed teares of griefe and of compassion We never read he smild so Ioseph here Cannot expresse his joy but with a teare Both passions finde one vent both flowing ran From 's eyes as if they melted had the man So strove they for precedence and t' o'recome Each other as the twins in 's Grandames wombe Which first should issue forth he hears with griefe His Fathers fears and sorrows and beliefe Of his decease but now o're-joy'd agen He weeps to see his brother Benjamin The eye is the soules index had you seen The Brethren plotting a revenge their spleen Did in their eyes appear and you might spy The innocence of Ioseph in his eye As here his love could their hard hearts have so Melted as Iosephs to conceive the woe Of their sad Father or their bowels yearne And nature spite of spleen made them discern Their brother it had sav'd their present fears Old Iacobs sorrows and good Iosephs tears Which now as Lectures are to them and all That disobedient or unnaturall Unto their Parents or their brethren be Instructing them in love and piety The goodnesse of his nature is a plaine Doctrinall president he can't refraine Before the standers by some drops must slide E're he commands convenience none abide Now with him but his brethren when in tears He makes them know their Ioseph and appears How ever their demerits might him move In his own likenesse and a brothers love He weeps aloud till all that present were In Pharohs house and all th' Egyptians heare Kings 19. God comforting Eliah first with flame Strong tearing winds hideous storms there came Ere the still voyce was heard so if I dare Th' immediate actions of the Lord compare With those he works by agents comfort here Came to the brethren as t' Eliah there For after frownes high words and cryes were past In milder tearmes he lets them know at last 'T is I am Ioseph doth my Father live When loe his brethren could no answer give And can you blame them for it should you see One long deceas'd at least so thought to be Appeare before you full as much remaine They troubled at his presence who again Cals them come neer I pray you and being come Tells them I am your brother Ioseph whom You into Aegypt sold yet doe not grieve Nor be you angry with your selves beleeve By Gods decree you sold me I was sent Before you to provide you nourishment And to preserve your lives but two yeers past Are of the famine which as yet must last Five more in which by Gods most firme decree There neither earing shall nor harvest be Haste therefore to my Father say thus said Ioseph thy sonne God me a Lord hath made O're Aegypt wherefore come thou downe to me And tarry not so shall thy dwelling be In Goshen where the land is fat and good And for convenience in my neighbourhood There shall thy sonnes and thy sonnes sonnes be plac'd Thy numerous flocks and heards and all thou hast There will I nourish thee for yet remayn Five years of famine lest for want of grain Thou and thy houshold all the soules that be Born of thy loyns should come to poverty My brothers eyes have seen so likewise see yee It is my mouth that speaks these words unto yee Yee therefore to my Father shall relate The glory yee have seen and all my state In Egypt yee shall hasten and be gone To bring my Father down unto his sonne To exemplifie Gods love the holy writ The love of woman doth compare to it Which love is full of fervency so this Heer Benjamin and he embrace and kisse And weep and on each others necks they fall He weeps again and now he kist them all Between these loves this difference may suffice That love hath melting lips this melting eyes In teares they held their conference whilst report Had noys'd the fame thereof through all the Court T is news in Pharoh's house and lo the thing Pleas'd all that heard it for it pleas'd the King Who thus bespake him to thy brethren say Go lade your beasts get home and bring away Your father and your housholds I will give The fat of Egypt to you cat and live I have commanded you now therefore take Waggons throughout the land of Egypt make All fit for travell now forget your home Bring father wives and little ones and come Hasten away regard you not your stuff The good of Egypt's yours be that enough So Israels children went and Ioseph made Waggons and all things fit as Pharoh bad For them to travell with he cloah'd them in New change of rayment but to Benjamin Three hundred pieces he of silver gave Besides five change of