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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A61073	Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...	Speed, Samuel, 1631-1682.; Herbert, George, 1593-1633.; Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644.	1677 (1677)	Wing S4902; ESTC R1711	99,936	245

Curses of the Wicked 175 D On Dives 3 A Dialogue 6 A Dialogue 11 On Death 23 On a Death-bed-Repentance 25 The Dream 39 On Disturb'd Devotion 46 On Death 70 A Dialogue 71 Death Man and Grave 73 A Dialogue in three parts 79 The Dream 81 On the Day of Judgement 91 A Dialogue in three parts 103 The Divine Inquest 108 Delights of the minde 139 On Death 141 On Darkness 151 Degrees of Love 158 On Drunkenness 165 On Desperation 185 E On Envy 34 On Enmity 38 The Evenings Ejaculation 12●… The Extasie 138 F Of Flesh 75 The Free Prisoner 95 Faith's Mystery 97 On Formal Duty 125 The Flower 150 On Food 152 On Fatherly Affection 180 The Free Giver 182 The Friendly Advice 183 G On a glorious Soul 29 On Gods presence 53 Of God 67 God is Love 69 Of Grief 70 The Grave 76 To God the Father 100 Son ibid. Holy Ghost 101 The Godly Garden 106 On Greatness and Goodness 107 God and Caesar 114 Gabriel and Mary 115 To the God of Heaven 150 Gabriel and Zacharias 161 On Worldly Gain 162 Gloria in Altissimis or the Angelical Anthem 180 On the Gospel 181 H On the Hypocrite 31 On Humility 50 On Hypocrisie 53 On an Hour-glass 56 An Hymn 62 On Honour and Valour 84 On the Holy Trinity 102 On Humane Frailty 124 On Heaven 142 On Hell 143 The Holy Innocents 156 I On Judas his Treason 13 On an Israelite 26 On Ingratitude 45 An Infant 76 On the Judgment 98 On St. John's day 110 Judeth's Prayer 115 Judeth and Holosernes 117 Judeth's Song of Thanksgiving 119 On Judgment 141 Jeremiah's Lamentation 145 On Justice and Mercie 151 I would but cannot 153 Jesus wept 162 K On Knowledge 42 Knots 93 L On Lazarus 4 On Luxury 37 The Litany 85 Of Life 113 On Love and Hatred 151 On Life and Death 154 On the Lord's Prayer 182 M On Meditation 1 Of Mirth and Mourning 8 Of Mortality 18 On Memory 25 On the Mariner 26 On Magnanimity 44 On Mortality 47 On St. Michael the Archangel 87 On Man and Wife 94 On Mans Creation 121 The Mornings Ejaculation ibid. On Mercy 130 Martha and Mary 162 N Natures Delight 74 The New Birth 157 O Oppositions 88 P The Penitents Praise 5 Of Poverty 17 On Patience 19 Of Presumption 22 On St. Peter's Enlargement 48 On Prosperity 49 On Pleasures 54 On Perfection 57 On St. Paul's Conversion 83 The free Prisoner 95 The Petition 97 On the Pharisee and Publican 99 The Power of Prayer 114 Advice to Prisoners 126 On Peace 129 Prayer for Peace ibid. The Penitent 131 St. Paul's Petition 133 On Pride 145 On St. Peter's Perjury 163 On Pusillanimity ibid. On Persecution 170 Praises to God 176 A Panegyrick to the Right Reverend and most nobly descended Prelate Henry by divine Providence Lord Bishop of London 186 R On a Rose Tree 59 The Resurrection 65 The Remembrance 69 On Repentance 89 S The Souls Soliloquy 2 Spiritus Sanctus 10 On Shame 27 On Supplication 35 On Sin and Sorrow 47 The Souls search 48 Salve for the Sick 56 On Sighs and Groans 93 On Sunday 96 The Shepherds Dialogue in three parts 103 The Souls Alarm 106 The Souls Yearnings 108 The Sinners Tears 110 The Swine 131 The Soul Awaked 132 The Salutation of Saints 144 On Sin 147 The Seeker 155 The Steward ibid. On the Spring 164 On Science ibid. The Sick mans Ease 167 On Singing of Psalms 168 On little Sins 169 On Sleep 172 On Sloath 184 T On the Tree of Knowledge 12 The Thanksgiving 78 On Tinder 84 On Thoughts 88 On the holy Trinity 102 Of Thoughts 105 On Tears 122 Time's Travel 160 On Temperance 170 V On a Vsurer 15 On Vice 52 On Vain-Glory 128 The Voyage 153 W The Warning 1 On a Wicked man 19 On the Wilful Impenitent 28 The Wish 112 On the Worth of Wealth 125 The Widows Mite 160 On Worldly Gain 162 ERRATA PAge 21. for the Tree of Life read On the Book of Life p. 68. for He it is that gives us Peace read He it is that gives us Peace in line 4. observe these points are omitted J. ES. u. To my MUSE FOrbear vain Muse thy subject is too high Thy Saveraign rather is the Deity The God of all the World whose dreadful Name Strikes an Amazement in whole Natures frame God! what a fright the very sound hath made My Soul into a Ravishment is laid I must repent my rashness when that 's done Let us consult how thou shalt journey on First let thy Meditations milde and meek Direct thy Heart to teach thy Tongue to speak And from those pious thoughts my Muse distil Those Fragrants may befit an Angels Quill Consider thou dost boldly dare t' aspire To do the duty of an Holy Quire Nay of a Quire of Angels blest who bring Joy to themselves and Duty to their King Then since thy Task is great thy Work sublime Invoke Apollo to assist thy Rhyme Call the nine Muses to inspire thy heart That every one with thee may bear a part So to preserve your duties from decay Striving to Love to Sing and to Obey 'T is not an easie or a common thing For Peasants to approach an Earthly King Then how much study is to be acquir'd When God the King of kings must be admir'd Yet thou presumptuous Muse although confin'd Makest attempts I hope because thy mind Tikes a delight in a Poetick Air Converting every Poem to a Prayer The Task is great too great for grave Divines Angels and Saints best sing 〈◊〉 lines First let thy Pen in Helico●… be 〈◊〉 Soar not too high because thy Wings are clipt PRISON-PIETY OR DIVINE POEMS ¶ The Warning ALl idle thoughts from hence depart Let none but what are pure in heart Draw neer and those tun'd with an Air Supposing ev'ry page a Prayer ¶ On Meditation IN Meditation let Devotion be The Hand-maid to the Hearts Soliloquie The Eagle casts her eye upon the Sun So Contemplation doth her courses run Fixing the minde upon no Object less Than the bright Beams o' th' Sun of Righteousness Or else unto those Birds aspiring rare The Soul contemplative I may compare Of whom King David worthily attests That by the Holy Altar build their Nests ●…o Meditation's said in holy Story ●…o build her Nest about the Throne of Glory ●…his Bee of Paradise all days and hours ●…ucks Honey from the choicest Garden flowers By Contemplation I with God can talk In Mansions of Eternity can walk Then O my Soul what mak'st thou here below Where nought but thorns do spring and weeds do grow Where nothing thrives but loose unlawful Tares Watered with Tears and nourished with Cares Then mount my Soul from this terrestrial Bubble This heap of Sin and wilderness of Trouble Mount to the Land of Promise where thy Wings Shall Consorts finde of Angels and of Kings Though present Habitation Here is given Yet let thy Conversation Be in Heaven

¶ The Soul's Soliloquy COme Holy Ghost our Souls inherit With Beams of thy Coelestial Spirit Inflame our Hearts we thee desire With Sparks from thy Coelestial Fire Thou the anoynting Spirit art Who dost thy Seven-fold gifts impart Thy holy Unction from above Is Comfort Life and Fire of Love Enable with perpetual Light The dulness of our blinded Sight Cherish and cleer our soiled face With the abundance of thy Grace Keep far our Foes give Peace at home Where thou art Guard no ill can come Teach us to know the Father Son And thee of both to be but one That through the Ages all-along This may be our endless Song Praise to the Almighty merit Father Son and Holy Spirit ¶ The Enquiry TEll me my Soul where doth thy passion bend Doth it on Heaven or things on earth attend If worldly Objects do thy Reason guide Thou mayst desire but not be satisfi'd If thou dost Beauty love it is a shade But Righteousness doth shine and never fade If worldly Wisdom 't is but as a blast But heav'nly Wisdom doth the World outlast If earthly Riches they have wings and fly But heav'nly Gems do last eternally Estates on earth do as in shipwracks reel In Heaven's harbour are no thieves to steal All thou canst compass here is trifling store In Heav'n are Crowns laid up for evermore Would'st thou have Honour which the World depaints What Honour can be greater than the Saints Or is it Pleasure 't will thy Soul destroy The Just shall enter in their Masters joy But tell me farther what is 't thou wouldst have Both Heav'n and earth on this side of thy Grave Away vain fancies ye are Vertues moth Pitty 〈◊〉 the promise of them both These lustful thoughts lead thee to splendid folly But if thou wouldst be happy then be holy ¶ On Dives SEe with what splendor Dives sits at meat With choice of Dainties courting him to eat His Habit Purple and his L●…nnen fine As if drest up on purpose here to dine How the Spectators look and seem to say There 's too much store provided for one day How many wretched Souls do beg for Bread Whilst this same Glutton hath his Table spread With all varieties And thus they show Their envy But alas did they but know And well consider what his wants are then They'd pity him as if the worst of men His Talent's rich on earth there 's none above it But he wants Grace and Wisdom to improve it All his Estate is but a mighty spoil He hath a Lamp but that Lamp hath no Oyl He hath a Soul but what doth that embrace Vain worldly Lusts the opposites to Grace His House shines gloriously but when all 's done He hath the Star-light but he wants the Sun A Friend to Vice and Vertue 's mortal hater Having the Creature but not the Creator This world 's a Torrent of false Joys the boat Is his vain life doth on it dayly float His Silver Anchor is as weak as Sand Nor can his Gold conduct him safe to Land But rather sink him to the Misers Cell There to inhabit where damn'd Spirits dwell Can he be worth your envy then forbear Rather in pity shed a Christian tear If he be happy May it be thy will O Lord that I be miserable still Give me thy Grace although I 'm clad in Rags Let Vice attend the Miser and his Bags ¶ On Lazarus THe wicked Worldling spends his time in laughter Having his Heaven here his Hell hereafter Contrarywise the good man whilst he 's here Lives as in Hell to sigh and shed his tear But when to Heaven he hereafter flies God wipes away all tears from off his eyes Though here he suffer scorn the worlds annoy Yet He that sows in tears shall reap in joy The Rich man hath his good things in this life Lazarus evil things slights scorn and strife But meets at last with what he here doth miss Eternal joy it is the poor mans bliss Whilst Dives lies as if with Scorpions stung Wishing for Lazarus to cool his tongue That Lazarus who whilome lay before The gilded Postern of the rich mans door Begging some mean remainings of his table Dives rapt up in Silks and costly Sable Glutted with sumptuous food and choice of wine Hath neither time nor ear for them that pine The very kinder Dogs in pity then Licked his Sores thereby instructing men To Love and Charity Observe the end Angels upon the Begger did attend He dies and they to Abraham's bosom fly Leaving him there to all Eternity Whilst Dives striving others to excell When here tormented is in flames of Hell Thus Worldlings ride in pomp to Hell's hot Nest And Penitents in Tears swim to their Rest. The Penitents Praise LOrd now the time returns For weary men to rest And lay aside those pains and cares Wherewith we are opprest Or rather change our thoughts To more concerning cares How to redeem our mis-spent time With Sighs and Tears and Prayers How to provide for Heav'n That place of Rest and Peace Where our full Joys shall never wain Our Pleasures never cease Blest be thy love dear Lord That taught us this sweet way Only to love thee for thy self And for that love obey O thou our Souls chief hope We to thy mercy fly Wheree're we are thou canst protect Whate're we need supply Whether we wake or sleep Either to thee is done By night we through our eye-lids peep As if the night were gone Whether we live or die Both we submit to thee In death we live as well as life If thine in death we be Glory to thee great God One Co-eternal three To Father Son and Holy Ghost Eternal Glory be ¶ Angel and Man A Dialogue Ang. LIsten Oh Sinner I shall make it plain Mankind is wicked altogether vain Nature instructs the bru●…ts to bear in mind A friendly consort to each others kind But Man more monstrous than of bruitish hue First preys on them then doth himself undo Devouring Widows houses in his way Pretending Piety seems oft to pray Will with himself and sins oft-times be vext When as his zeal is only a pretext Their very Prayers do themselves condemn As Citizens o' th' new Jerusalem They would appear whenas their chiefest care Should be to crave a Pardon for their Prayer Man What glorious Creature can a tongue rehearse May be compar'd to Man the Universe Is subject to him all things with applause Pay Homage to him and obey his laws God did not from the Angels nature frame His own he took the seed of Abraham Man hath his saults which causeth melancholy Even ye Angels God doth charge with folly Ang. Well have ye said therein we do agree For we are charg'd with such vain things as ye We are your Guardians so to direct Ye safely sleep we Watchmen do protect So great a truth it is no more but thus They are well kept that are secur'd by us And from the

for the frames Yielding such fruit as few have born but he Zealous for Heaven where he in Glory reigns so his Losses turn'd to be his Gains ¶ On Christ's Death MY God my God turn not to night my day Shall Mans black Crimes be Darts my heart to slay Must my dear blood on sinful dust be spilt To pay his debt and wash away his guilt My God my God why hast thou forsaken me Must I come from a Diadem to Death Leaving my joys in sorrow spend my breath Must I that am coequal with the Father Be crucifi'd that man may comfort gather My God my God c. I that e're now was cloath'd in state of Glory Am now in Rags of Flesh to tell my story I that fill ev'ry place in spight of danger Yet I in fear was cradled in a Manager My God my God c. To Egypt I compelled was to fly I am the Life yet I my self must die I am the sole Dictator of the Law Yet must be subject now and stand in aw My God my God c. 'T was I that both the Earth and Heavens made But working now at Joseph's homely trade Children of men I have ye ost exempted Can binde the Devils yet must I be tempted My God my God c. I made the World of Nothing Man of Dust Yet I have hungred and have been athirst I am become Life to the Lunatick If God can die Nature may well be sick My God my God c. Must I that keep the Keys of Death and Hell Pay visits now where griefs and terrours dwell Must Kings be made the subjects of their scorns And wear instead of Stars a Crown of Thorns My God my God c. My Senses all extreamly are agriev'd My eyes beholding whom I have reliev'd Mine ears with hearing lewd blasphemous Taunts Instead of Hallelujahs sung by Saints My God my God c. Smelling I finde my nostrils streight grow full O' th' evil scent of some corrupted skull My Taste is chang'd with Liquor like my Thrall Sower and bitter Vinegar and Gall. My God my God c. My Feeling with the Spear that pierc'd my side That man might live I thus was crucifi'd At length my Father heard me bad me die But nothing fear sor he himself stood by ¶ An Hymn By St. Ambrose and St. Augustine OUr tongues O God thy praise record We thee consess our Soveraign Lord. To thee Eternal Father all Who dwell on Earth do prostrate fall To thee the Angels at all hours To thee the Heavens and heav'nly powers To thee with voice incessantly The Seraphins and Cherubs cry Thou Holy Holy Holy one Of Sabbath Lord and God alone Fill'd is the Earth the Heavens the Skie With glory of thy Majesty The bless'd Apostles glorious Quire The Prophets whom thou didst inspire And all the White-rob'd Martyrs sing Eternal praise to thee their King The holy Church does loudly sound Thy blessed Name throughout the ronnd Of the whole Earth confessing thee Father of boundless Majestie The same is dutifully done To thy sole Venerable Son And to the Holy Ghost that arms The Soul with consolating Charms Thou Christ hast Kingly Glories won Thy Father 's dear Eternal Son Thou man to free from endless pain A Virgins womb didst nor disdain That death subduing didst unlock Heav'ns Realms unto thy faithful Flock On God's right hand thou fit'st as bright As in thy Father's radiant light Our Judge to come thou art esteem'd Thy servants therefore help redeem'd With thy most precious blood and make Us with thy Saints of Bliss partake Lord save thy people in distress Thy Heritage vouchsase to bless Rule and exalt them without end Our dayly blessings thee attend Thy glorious Name we magnifie From age to age eternally This day sweet Lord we now are in Preserve us from committ'ng sin Have mercy on us Lord efface Our sins with thy Coelestial grace Let mercy on us Lord be seen As in thy self our hopes have been Lord I have fix'd my hopes on thee Then let me ne're confounded be ¶ On Christ's Cross. CAn we spell Chris-cross row and yet not read That Christ for us was dead How he himself did humble unto death Loosing his life to give us breath But now he shines in the Coelestial Frame And hath receiv'd a Name To which all knees shall bow and tongues shall say This is the Lord we must obey He that doth disregard the Cross of Christ Of Happiness hath mist Destruction is his end his glory shame But happy he doth love the same I will not hate the Cross nor yet adore Any but he it bore I 'll not blaspheme the Cross because t was dy'd With his rich blood was crucifi'd Rich beyond price for when that blood was spilt It cleans'd a world of guilt It bought mankinde for when Christ's blood was flown As Lord he call'd us all his own Wherefore I will not worship any one But my dear Lord alone Take up my Cross and bear my Cross I will I 'll love it and embrace it still But to adore my Cross I will not dare All knees should that forbear In reverence to his Name all hearts shall bow With pious Zeal as mine does now Christ never wanted crosses scoffs and scorns His ways were strew'd with thorns Then may we judge by his most sacred birth He 's cross'd wants crosses here on Earth ¶ The Cross. Then let us count all things as loss And Dung compared with the Cross. This is the Figure of that Tree That bore the fruit of life for me The Emblem of Humility Express'd in him did on it die To it was nail'd the God of Life Who did in Love to end our Strife God had one Son who had no sin But all his Sons have crossed bin ¶ The Resurrection HE 's risen now behold the stone is gone Which late was rolled to inclose the Son Had the weak Jews so little wit or grace To trust to that when he fills ev'ry place Earth is his foot-stool yet he dwells on high Holy his Name himself 's Eternity ¶ The Ascention HOw nimbly and with what a quick ascent Heaven was scal'd by the Omnipotent But one days speedy journey surely then Sinners are sots that won't be happy men ¶ An Adoration to the Lord of the Sabbath BEhold we come dear Lord to thee And bow before thy Throne We come to offer on our knee Our Vows to thee alone Whate're we have whate're we are Thy bounty freely gave Thou didst us here in mercy spare And wilt hereafter save But oh can all our store afford No better gifts for thee Thus we confess thy Riches Lord And thus our Poverty 'T is not our tongue or knee can pay The mighty Debt we owe For more we should than we can say Far lower than we bow Come then my Soul bring all thy powers And grieve thou hast no more Bring ev'ry day thy choicest hours And thy great God adore