when he with chaines of loue keepes his owne fast to him he sayes As many as I loue I rebuke and chasten be zealous therefore and amend Now againe at last he concludes with fervent compassion Behold I stand at the dore and knock if any man heare my voice and open the dore I will come in vnto him and I will sup with him and hee with mee What more comfortable speeches would the heart of mankinde craue or what greater consolation can wee Caitiue and distressed sinners desire who would refuse to open the dore of his heart to entertaine such a worthie guest of infinite loue and mercie even Christ Jesus the onely sonne of God omnipotent he gaue his life to ransone the soules of sinners he left the glorious heavens for our cause and cloathed him selfe with our wilde and filthy nature Many yeeres did he preach he suffered cold hunger and reproach he was tempted and fasted forty dayes in the wildernes in the agony of his Prayers he sweat bloud he was tortured sold and imprisoned his head was crowned with sharpe thornes his body torne with scourges he was mocked buffeted and spet in the face his body hung on the Crosse betwixt two theeues and his armes out-stretched his hands and feete peirced with nailes of iron and his side and heart wounded to death neither was we bought with siluer gold or pretious stones but with the infinite price of the bloud and life of our Sauiour Iesus Christ the onely sonne of our ever-living God O it was our sinnes and wickednes put him to death and laid all his cruell torments on him it was our wickednes made him fast forty dayes when he was tempted in the wildernes we crowned his Imperiall head with sharpe thornes we bound his delicate armes with cords wee mocked him wee stripped him naked and scourged his blessed bodie we buffeted and spat in his most glorious face we laid the Crosse on his patient shoulders we cast lots for his vpper garments we crucified him betwixt theeues and nailed his innocent hands and feet to the Crosse it was for vs he sweat bloud and water in his prayers and it was we even onely we who peirced and wounded his heart and it was wee who made him in his cruell paines of death cry out in his last passion My God my God why hast thou forsaken me All this and much more hath our wickednes done to the incomprehensible Majestie of almighty God Heare with what great admiration the Prophet Isay cries out speaking of the Passion of Jesus Christ long before his comming Who will sayes he beleeue our report and to whom is the arme of the Lord reuealed Then he begins and tells of his sufferings torments for our sinnes saying Surely he hath borne our infirmities and caried our sorrowee yet we did judge esteeme him plagued and smitten of God and humbled but hee was wounded for our trasgressions it was for our iniquities he was punished The burthen of our sinnes was laide on his backe like a simple sheepe so was he led to the slaughter in patient silence suffered he all sorts of paines neither was wickednes with him fraud nor deceit was never found in his mouth this Innocent was put to death amongst theeues and malefactors for the sinnes of the world The Evangelist S. Iohn sayes For God so loued the world that he hath giuen his onely begotten sonne Iesus Christ that whosoeuer beleeueth in him should not perish but haue life euerlasting And what shall this life everlasting be the Apostle tells thee That eye hath not seene nor care hath not heard nor yet the heart of man can not imagine what happinesse and glory is prepared for them that shall be saued Now deere and loving Reader consider with what little paines thou may in this little moment of thy life prevent the everlasting paines of hell and make conquest of the eternall glory of heaven to see and behold the vnspeakable Majestie of God set on his triumphant Throne evironed compast with the glorified Saints the innumerable Martirs who hath suffered for the faith of his sonne Iesus Christ when the woman in travaile and bitter paines of hir birth is releeved of her naturall burthen how will the pleasure of her child expell the paines and giue her comfort Even so after the weariednesse of this world the paines and anguish then comes the joyfull pleasure of heavens which expells all our vexations comforts our soules and wipes all the teares from our eyes what persecution what crosse or worldly temptation should hold or keepe vs backe from such an infinite treasure from such an endlesse joy Let vs say with that constant and blessed servant of Jesus Christ Who shal separate vs from the loue of Christ shall tribulation or anguish or persecution or famine or nakednes or perrill or sword as it is written for thy sake are wee killed all the day long wee are counted as sheepe for the slaughter neuerthelesse in all these things we are more then Conquerours through him that loued vs for I am perswaded that neither death nor life nor angels nor principalities nor powers nor things present nor things to come nor height nor depth nor any other creature shall be able to seperate vs from the loue of God which is in Christ Iesus our Lord. And a little before this happy and godly Apostle sayes in this same Chapter For I count the afflictions of this present life are not worthy of the glory which shall be showne to vs in the life to come And for this respect When hee considered of the joy of heauen hee esteemed all the ritches all the glorie and all the honour of this world but vayled filth and stinking dirt How carefull then should wee be of this word Eternall and that in this moment wee should be good provisors Our Saviour desires vs saying Negotiamini dum venio Be diligent and lay much treasure to thee fore against I come and seeke for a reckoning of thee For behold sayes he I come quickly and my rewardis with mee to giue euery man according to his workes And what shall this reward be if thou be vpright constant and continue firme and faithfull to the end Be thou faithfull vnto the death and I will giue thee the crowne of life In hope of this glorious Crowne how gallantly should thou fight against all the wofull miseries of this world and still contemne all their earthly temptations In the word of GOD the wise man forwarnes the saying My sonne when thou art to come to the seruice of GOD stand fast in Iustice and in feare and prepare thy minde for temptation Heere thou art forwarned in what estate thou shalt be in time of battell and howe to lye at thy guard against thy three ghostlle enemies The Deuill the World and the Flesh Stand therefore and your loynes girde about with viritie hauing on the
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
Conscientia mille testes O but heare in the end what is prepared for such wicked and insolent sinners who hath such pleasure in this world with their abhominations procures the heavie wrath of God even this is prepared for them Cruciabuntur in saecula saeculorum in stagno ardente igne sulphure they shal be tormented for ever ever in a burning lake of fire brimston O that the horror of this sētence might make vs mark our owne blindnes and amend our beastly life Nol ti fieri sicut equus et mulus quibus non est intellectus Be not like the horse or the Mule which hath no vnderstāding as the Prophet would say be not so brutish nor so voyd of reason nor yet set not thy saluation to such a small reckoning O thou reader I will request thee all mankind ever to remember and hold this most worthy and infallible sentence printed in thy heart Hoc momentum vnde pendit aeternitas This short life is the very moment whereon dependeth all eternitie either the eternall joyes of heaven or else the eternall paines of hell O J say againe remember this true sentence and haue a continuall care of this moment and spend it not in such idle vanities Agree with thine aduersarie quickly whiles thou art in the way going with him least thine aduersarie deliuer thee to the Iudge and the Iudge deliuer thee to the jaylor and the jaylor cast thee in prison where thou shalt not come out till thou haue payed all How carefull should we be in this little moment of our life to prevent the intollerable and endlesse burning paines of hell What would the damned soules in hell doe if they were in this world againe how would they spend this moment to escape that vnspeakable torture that ever-burning Gehenna where nothing else is but goashing of teeth and everlasting horrour yea and worse than the tongue or heart of man can tell or thinke out of the which part there is no redemption Good Christian Reader againe I will request thee and all sinners to print this in the depth of thy heart And I my selfe I confesse to be a most greevous sinner when I thinke vpon the losse of pretious time it shrills my wearie soule with griefe it wearies my dayes and disturbs my rest with that holy Prophet Dauid I crie to God with a repenting heart O Lord remember not the sinnes of my youth nor my ignorance but according to thy great mercies remember thou me euen for thy goodnes sake O Lord The workes of our Lord God are great and wondrous they are incomprehensible and yet his mercies exceedes all his stupendious workes therefore once more let vs consider so neere as wee can the great works of God the creating of all things The heauens sayes the Prophet Dauid sets forth his glory and the firmament shewes the workes of his hands The earth the seas and all living creatures therein the strange course of every thing in heaven in earth the naturall inclination of all living creatures Look on the seas how they are limited that they shall not passe their bounds but keepes their due course Looke on the creation of mankinde he hath made vs according to his owne image and of the verie dirt and slime of the earth hath he created and formed vs he hath also made vs subject to many infirmities of Nature the filthinesse of our flesh the excrementall corruption of many sundry and strange diseases which are naturall and insident both to man and woman And what would this carcase of ours be if it had not the change of cleane cloathes it would be naught else but a masse of vermine and with time the smell of our flesh would be loathsom and so in the end wee would putrifie and consume to naught O man why is all this done onely to base our pride and God hath done it to let vs see what stuffe wee are made of and what bath our good God done more Within this earthly vessell of our body he hath placed a soule made of a devine and heavenly substance adorned with all her faculties and garnished with reason The Prophet Dauid sayes Little inferiour to the Angels And besides all this he hath cast vnder our feete all kinde of other creatures and aboue all his workes that work of vdspeakable loue that miraculous worke of our redemption and yet the mercie of our Lord God goes farre aboue and farre exceedes all his wondrous works for the holy Prophet Dauid sayes The Lord is good and kinde to all and his mercies are aboue all his great and wondrous works And heare what our good loving God sayes more with his owne mouth The mountaines shall remoue the hills shall fall downe but my mercie shall not depart from thee neither shall I breake the couenant of my peace saith the Lord that hath compassion on thee What great and true confidence may we then haue in Gods mercie he sayes againe by the mouth of his Prophet The Lord doth attend the sinners conuersion to the end he may take mercy on him and thereby be exalted Yet heare more what God speakes to Ezechiel the Prophet Say vnto them as I liue saith the Lord God I desire not the death of the wicked but that the sinner should turn frō his sinful life liue And farther with what great cōpassion goes he on to allure perswade his people to convert O sayes he Turne you turne you from your wickednes for why will you perish and die O you house of Israell How many kind loving perswasions doth our loving God giue vs to draw neere and come home to him What gentle kind corrections what large and great space of repentance what wonderfull sweet Parables of our Saviour Jesus Christ in the Evangell Of the good sheepheard who brought back the sheep vpon his shoulders which had gone astray what joy and feasting makes hee with his friends and of the honest woman when shee findes her lost peace of siluer And the pittifull father with teares of mercie compassion receaved his forlorn sonne with what joy and gladnes did hee embrace him Here doth our sweet Saviour Iesus shew what great joy is in heaven at the convertion of a sinner Our loving God again entring in more conference with the sinner he begins to reason with him Thou sayest that I am ritch and encreased with goods and full of substance and that I haue need of nothing and doest thou not know how poore thou art how wretched how miserable how blinde and how naked thou art Then our Saviour goes on with sweet perswading speeches to allure the sinner saying I counsell thee to buy of me gold tried be the fire that thou mayest be made ritch and white rayment that thou mayest be cloathed and that thy filthie nakednesse may not be seene and anoint thine eyes with eye-salue that thou mayest see And
impossible did seeme I haples I once happie I became Now sweetest joy is turn'd to bitter gall The higher vp the greater was my fall What passing Follies are in high Estates Whose foolish hopes giues promise to aspire Self-flatt'rie still doth maske the feare of fates Till vnawars deceiu'd in sought desire This breeds dispare thē force of Fortunes change Sett's high Estates in dread and perrill strange There secret grudge Envie and Treason dwelles There Justice lies in Dole-bewraying weede There flyding Time with alt'ring feates still telles The great Attempts ambitious mindes doe breed They who haue most stil hunts for more more They most desire that most ar choak'd with store Henceforth will I forsake Terrestiall Toyes Which are nought else but shawdowes of deceat What cover'd danger is in earthly joyes When vilde Envie triumphes on each Estate Thou Traytour Time thy Treason doth betray And makes youths Spring in florish faire decay What 's in Experience which I haue not sought All in that All my will I did advance At highest rate all these my witts are bought In Fortunes-Lottrie I haue try'd my Chance So what I haue I haue it not by showe But by Experience which I truely knowe Long haue I searcht and now at last I finde Eye-pleasing Calmes the tempest doth obscure When I in glory of my prosperous winde With white-sweld-sayles on gentle seas secure And when I thoght my loadstar shinde most faire Ev'n then my hopes made shipwrack on dispaire My sight is dark whil'st I am over-throwne Poore silly Barke that did pure loue possesse With great vngratefull stormes thus am I blowne On ruthlesse Rocks still deafe at my distresse So long-sought-Conquest doth in ruin's bost And saies behold thy loue and labor 's lost Since all my loue and labor 's lost let Fame Spit forth her hate and with that hatefull scorne In darke oblivion sepulchrize my name And tell the world that I was never borne In me all earthly dream'd-of-joy shall ende As Indian hearbs which in black smok I spend Al-doting pleasure that all tempting-devill I shall abhor as a contag'ous Pest I 'le purge and clense my senses of that Evill I sweare and vow still in this vow to rest In sable-habit of the mourning blacke I 'le solemnize my oath and vow I make Then goe vaine World confused Masse of nought Thy bitternesse hath now abus'd my braine Avoid thy deu'llish Fancy from my thought With idle toyes torment me not againe My Time which thy alluring folly spent With heart contreat and teares I doe repent FINIS FROM ITALY to SCOTLAND his Soyle TO thee my Soyle where first I did receaue my breath These mournefull Obsequies I sing Before my Swan-like Death My loue by Nature bound Which spotles loue as dew Even on the Altar of my heart I sacrifice to yow Thy endlesse worth through worlds Beginning still begunne Long may it shine with beames most bright Of vneclipsed-Sunne And long may thou Triumph With thy vnconquer'd hand And with the Kindomes of thy King Both Sea and Earth command At thy great Triple-force This trimbling world still stoup's Thy Martiall Arme shall over-match The Macedonian trup's And thou the Trophees great Of glory shall erect The Confeins of this spatious Glob Thy Courage shall detect O happie Soyle Vnyt Let thy Emperiall breath Expell seditious Muteners The excraments of wrath With Honor Trueth and Loue Maintaine thy thre-fold-Crowne Then so shalt thou with wondrous worth Inritch thy ritch Renowne In spight of Envyes pride Still may thy florish'd Fame Confound thy foes defend thy right And spurne at Cowards shame Amidst my sorrowing greef My wandring in exyle Oft looke I to that Arth and saies Far-well sweete Britains Iyle TO THE GHOST OF THE right Honorable JOHN GRAHAME Earle of MONTROIS sometime Vice-Roy of North-Britaine THy meriet great to Honor gaue a Crowne In Invyes-spight thy spotles Faith did shine Thy stately Fame inthrond thy ritch renowne And Deaths triumph hath made thy soule divine Death kild thy mortall Corps But not thy glorious Name Whose life is stil with wings-born-vp Of Honor Faith and Fame AGAINST TIME SONNET GOe Traytour Time and authorize my wrong My wrack my wo my wayting on bewray Looke on my heart which by thy shifts so long Thou Tyranniz'd with Treason to betray My hopes are fled my thoughts are gone astray And senslesse I haue sorrow in such store That paine it selfe to whom I am a pray Of me hath made a mart'red-man and more Goe goe then Time I hatefull thee implore To memorize my sad and matchlesse mone Whilst thy decepts by Death I shall decore My losse of life shall make them known each one So I poore I I sing with Swan-like-song Goe Traytour Time and Authorize my wrong FINIS HIS DYING SONG Circundederunt me dolores mortis pericula inferni in venerunt me NOw haplesse Heart what can thy sors asswage Since thou art gript with horror of deaths hād Thou baleful-thou becoms the Tragick stage Where all my tortring thoughts theatred stand Grief feare death thoght each in a mōstrous kinde Like vgly monsters muster in my minde Thou loathsome bed to restlesse-martred Mee Voide of repose fil'd with consuming cares I will breath forth my wretched life on thee For quenchlesse wo and paine my graue prepares Vnto pale-agonizing Death am thrall Then must I goe and answere to his call O Memorie most bitter to that man Whose God is Golde and hoords it vp in store But O that blind-deceiuing Wealth what can It saue a life or add one minute more When he at rest rich-treasure in his sight His Soule poore foole is tane away that night And strangers gets the substance of his gaine Which he long sought with endles toyles to finde This vilde worlds-filth and excraments most vaine He needs must dye and leaue it all behinde O man in minde remember this and mourne Naked thou cam'st and Naked must retourne I naked came and naked must retourne Earths start'ring pleasure is an idle toy For now I sweare my very Soule doth spurne That breath that froth that moment-fleeting-joy Then fare-well World let him betrai'd still bost Of all mischiefe that in Thee trusteth most Burnt Candle all thy store consum'd thou end 's Thy lightning splendor threats for to be gone O how dost thou resemble Mee that spend 's And sighs forth life in sighing forth my mone Thy light Thee lothes I loth this lothed life Full of deceipt false-envie grudge and strife I call on Time Tim's alt'red by the change I call on Friends Friends haue clos'd vp their eares I call on Earthly-powers and they are strange I call in vaine when Pittie none appeares Both Time and Friends both Earthly-powers and al All in disdaine are deafe at my hoarse call Then Prayer flow from my heart-humbling-knees To the supreame Coelestiall power aspire Shew thou my grief to Heavens-al-seing-eies Who never yet deny'd my just desire Mans-help is nought O GOD thy help I craue Whose spotles-bloud my spotted-soule did saue Then take my soule which bought by thee is thine Earth-harbring-worms take thou my corps of clay O Christ on me eternall mercy shine Thy bleiding wounds wash all my sins away I come I come to thee O Jesu sweit And in thy hands I recommend my spirit FINIS Math. 7. Chap. 21. Psal Pro. 21. Cap. Iudg. 6. Cap. Pro. 20 Cap. Exo. 22. Cap. Rom. 13. cap. Pro. 25. cap. Deutro 1. cap. Pro. 14. Cap. Deutr. 16. Cap. 16. Cap. Luk. 13 Eccle. 26. cap. Pro. 23. Cap. Reu. 22. cap. Mat. 21 Cap. 47 Mat. 7. Reuel cap. 13. 17. cap. Ier. 1. cap. Mat. 10 cap. Reue. 3. cap. Ier. 3. cap. Psal 7. Deut. cap. 32. Exod. cap. 20. 2 Epist 2. cap. 2. Cor. 4. cap. Esay 2. cap. Mat. 5. Eph. 5. cap. Mat. 23 cap. Mat. 7. cap. Mat. 12 cap. Deu. 32. cap. Colos 2. cap. Eccl. 38 cap. 1. Timo. 2. cap. 3. Cap. 5. Cap. 5. Math. 5. Cap. 6. Cap. 1. Cor. 7. cap. Mark 10. cap. Luk. 16. cap. Gen. 2. cap. Cor. 11. cap. Deu. 24. cap. cap. 8. Prov. cap. 5. Prover cap. 7. 1. Tim. 2. cap. Eccl. 26. cap. Esay 49 cap. Iam. 3 Epist Eccl. 25 cap. Eccl. 42 cap. Iudges 14. cap. Pro. 12. cap. Reuel 20. cap. Gen. 6. cap. Pro. 16. Cap. Pro. 15. cap. Pro. 28. cap. Math. 5. Cap. Hebr. 2. Cap. Gen. 1. cap. Esay 5. 4. Esay 30. Cap. 33. Cap. Reuel S. Iohn 3. Cap. 53. Cap. 3. Cap. 1. Corin. 2. Cap. Isay 25. cap. Reuel 7. cap. Reuel 21. cap. Roma 8. cap. Phil. 3. cap. Luk. 19. cap. Apoca. of S. Iohn 21. cap. 2. Cap. Ephe. 5. cap. Iudg. 7. Cap. Prou. 19. cap. Philip. 4. cap. 1 Cor. 10. cap. Deut. 13. cap. Iohn 7. cap. Nahum 1. cap. Iob. 18. cap. Iere. 2. cap. Esay 1. cap. Nahum 1. cap. Esay 64 cap. Esay 60 cap. 61. cap. Esek 18 cap. Esay 1. cap. Math. 20. cap. Mark 16 cap. Ephes 4. cap. Ephes 5. cap. 1. S. Pet 4. cap. Esay 66. cap. 1. cap. Mat. 25 cap. 4. cap. Esay 40. cap. Isay 58. Cap. Reuel 14. cap.