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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A33747	The situation of paradise found out being an history of a late pilgrimage unto the Holy Land, with a necessary apparatus prefixt, giving light into the whole design ...	Coleraine, Henry Hare, Baron, 1636-1708.	1683 (1683)	Wing C5064; ESTC R18407	113,799	258

young man take it up With that Theosophus delivers to him the little Box which had caused such a Commotion in him when on the shore of Thamus his melancholy stream he lay a while agone so low dejected This as he designed it should surprized Eubulus very strangely Who with great signs of wonder taking it into his hands and kissing it desired to know by what Providence he came by it In answer whereunto Theosophus gave him the Story in as few words as he could of what had passed since their departure and of his meeting with the two Youths Parthenius and Theophilus So rising from Supper satisfied with the good things that Providence had prepared and refresht with such pious and profitable Relations they ended it with this Paschal Hymn Christ our Passover is sacrificed for us therefore let us keep the Feast 1 Cor. c. 5. v. 7 c. These three Friends while they sate at Table were much more delighted with the sweets of Temperance and innocent Mirth than others are usually with all the abundance of a luxurious Feast and when they rose were not rendred unapt to praise him who had fed them Eubulus would have put off what remained to another opportunity but that Theosophus was willing to hear it out and the young Convert was very uneasie till he knew what befel him after they two were separated Well said Eubulus I will proceed We were as I have told you speaking to Theosophus by the diligent working of that Calodulus a most faithful Servant you know unto the Loyal Philanax that but lately was so judicially and yet so barbarously butcher'd soon set at liberty You may remember also that I told you by what Art of his Theomachus was prevailed with to release Orthodoxus who was in danger to tarry behind us Thus we who expected none other delivery but that of Death were by the gracious appointment of Heaven after a very short stay delivered Orthodoxus thereupon I think meant to leave the Island Vranius as a Shepherd returned to the charge of his Flock and I lastly went in search after this Youth who sits by me purposing never to see your face until I should have found out either him or some other bewilder'd Pilgrim and brought him hither to be set and directed by you into the Way of Truth Whom I found indeed heedlesly roving in the Paths of Death At this the abashed Youth modestly casting down his looks upon the ground with Tears and Blushes softly said unto himself I remember my Folly But in which I shall ever rejoyce I gained him over Several times afore dear Sir he had refused but now contrary to his custom he thanked me for my Charity and with an honest freeness consented to follow me We were not far from your Lodge unto which the good old Eusebius had directed us when the Tragedy first began But you both know I am no Tragical Relator and always love to pass such things by Besides this Youth can tell it better than I can After that you my dear Youth was torn from me by those Lictors of Conscience we met with in the Fields I for some while heard your pitiful cries and shrieks but not any ways able to deliver you out of their bloudy hands I walked up and down in the Woods sorrowing and quite despairing then ever to see you again While I was thus sorrowfully walking alone this same Prayer which I can yet remember struck mine ears Most merciful most holy A Prayer for the Church in time of Persecution and Tumults Father how is thy Name profaned thy Truth slighted thy Temples polluted how are we driven up and down like Sheep without a Shepherd Though we are the Sheep of thy Hand and part of thy Possession yet are we scattered Why do the People rage and imagine thus a vain thing against the Lord and against his Christ Behold O Lord and have mercy O let not the Gates of Hell prevail against thy Church Thou hast promised that they shall not prevail Be merciful be merciful for thy Names sake have mercy on us lest we faint and die in this Wilderness and enter not into the Land of thy Promises into the Regions of Peace and Charity there to be blessed to all eternity with the fruition of thy Glory Do thou O God who art the Author of Peace and the Lover of Concord in knowledge of whom standeth our eternal Life whose service is perfect freedom the most absolute liberty defend us thy humble Servants thy poor Pilgrims from all the Assaults either open or secret from within us or without us of our and thine Enemies that we surely trusting in thy Defence may not fear the Power of any Adversaries Spiritual or Temporal through the Might of Jesus Christ the Prince of Peace our Lord and our Protector Amen As I was considering whence it should come a Lad running unto me courteously entreated me to step into the next Cave for that he said several Pilgrims were hidden therein to avoid the heat of the Persecution who against the approaching Solemnities of Easter desir'd to ease themselves by humble Confession I followed him and having enter'd the Cave found there Eusebius that pious aged Pilgrim I told you of the humble Chamalus the abstemious Sophron the weeping Anselmus the incomparably devout Maria the chast and matchless Parthenia and the little lovely Child Erastus all sitting together in a knot entertaining each other in their turns with discourses of Piety and Religion I heard them striving to celebrate that wonderful that unknown Sorrow of their Lord which was then by Holy Church commemorated it being the Passion-week but finding no Words were able to express it they tried whether Tears could and seemed I think to speak it best in the flittingness of their Eyes and the burstingness of their Hearts With beholding this goodly Spectacle I was highly pleased And through fear lest I should disorder it I stopped my self together with the Lad whose name is Areteus as soon as we were entred But spying us they came forthwith to the Caves mouth carried me in and shewed far greater respect toward me truly than I either deserve or can with modesty relate From thence after that week of Sorrow was over I brought them to the Temple the place of our happy unexpected meeting Then turning to the young Convert embracing him he said Now my dearest Son for so I love still to call you never were my grey hairs delighted with any thing more than with this your Return into the Bosom of our afflicted Church afflicted and despised indeed like her Lord and Master crucified betwixt both the extreams of Superstition and Profaneness Your Friend Theophilus hath ever since I told him of your Rambling sought after you sorrowing and now concludes that you are dead How glad will he be when we shall surprize him with this News Eubulus was here call'd away in haste by a Shepherds Boy whereupon taking his

daunted I believe the most daring Sinner have stopt him in his full carriere but to have beheld here the foulness of Vice unmaskt whose ghastly affrighting looks deprived of all their adventitious beauty and false glozing pleasures needed no Eloquence to paint them worse Whilst his Breast O all ye who read these Papers was ransacked by this Ghostly Father there appeared such strange forms of Evils and so numerous making it the place of their beastly Revels and licentious Scuffles as must needs certainly have struck terror and awful confusion if not repentance into the careless worldly-minded man yea made the boldest and atheistical Champion of Hell quake with cold shiverings The Doemoniack so I think I may call him was possest by no less than a whole Legion of Infernal Elves who were discern'd then in thick swarms crawling about his wicked heart that most foul Receptacle of all manner of Impurity scarified with Libertinism and even burnt into ashes with Lust and Youthful Desires His Gall had likewise overflown all the rest of his better parts and fill'd his Spirit with bitterness His vital heat was in danger of being extinguished by those black putrid humours which rotted his entrails and made them swell into such a vast hydropick bigness The feculent setling of the Wine and strong Liquors so greedily guzzled down and merrily quaffed off sent up continually unwholsome steams to annoy the rational faculties They were here always darkned with thick pestilential fumes ascending from those slimy Caverns his Bowels Thus his Reason was disturb'd and Life endanger'd Near his Liver lay a Bag of rank greenish Poyson that discharged it self through all the veins and instead of bloud the common Substitute of Life circulated round this body of Sin So that every Member was corrupted all the powers of his Soul sick and weakened lamed or dead common Sense exil'd and his other Senses made the Caterers for Vice his Ears tinkled after obscene and goatish Narratives his Eyes like two baleful Torches set on fire with Hell still cast forth nought but impure and lustful Flames his Palate was vitiated with Asian Luxury his Hand with Larceny and Fraud his Head and Brains were giddy his Limbs seiz'd with Rottonness and his Tongue whet with Adders venome Good God how was the Father surprized to behold this Monster of Iniquity and Sink of all Uncleanness How was he appal'd with horrour at the dissection of this so guilty and leprous a Soul polluted and stain'd with so many defilements depraved with such unheard-of Turpitude and slurred after such a gross manner with the foulest and deadliest Impieties But how glad was he to discover and scent those wilde bestial Lusts kennel'd in their proper Dens and lurking Holes Thus the prudent and holy Confessor by prying into the source and the causes of the Malady he like a wise Physician of the Body learnt to drive it out the better by a due application of medicinal and effectual means And how also did the Wretch himself look Now the scales fell from his Eyes Vice appeared to him in its ugly terrifying Aspect All the sweets and the pleasures of his former lewd actions vanished and nothing but the Sting was left behind Now nothing seem'd to be more ridiculously odious than an Habit of Sinning Now did those precious Hours which he had saunter'd away in wanton Dalliance return to accuse him His divine and noble Soul upbraided his Sloath and Negligence and the beauty of Virtue was so ravishing in his eyes as to make him esteem himself the blindest fool in nature who had never yet courted her or not courted her for her self Now was he heartily sorry that ever he had offended the supream Majesty of Heaven and would not in barter for the whole World consent to act over afresh those sins which might provoke him to anger He now confest Drunkenness to be a poysoned Potion Sensuality and Intemperance to be but Swinish Delights and the very baits of Perdition Prodigality to be a toyish idle Freak and Arrogance a swelling Tumor of the Mind Profaneness a bold extravagant Phrensie and all his past course of life Madness and Folly Esteeming these no ordinary Marks of future Health the good Physician was still eager in continuing his help He admonished his Patient to purge his Soul of that nastiness and filth in which she was bemir'd to exorcise those Imps of Hell that were he saw industriously effecting his ruine by sincere and holy Grief and to cleanse his Ulcers with penitental Tears those waters which are far better than * 2 King 5. 12. Abana or Pharphar to wash in and wholsomer than the Pool of † Joh. 5. 2. Bethesda when touch'd by an Angel At this a violent passion seiz'd his heart and made his eyes gush out into flouds of Tears Which prepared him to utter with devout affection and humility this pious antient Soliloquy viz. Put me not to rebuke O Lord There is no health in my flesh neither is there any rest in my bones by reason of my sin My wounds stink and are corrupt through my foolishness My loins are fill'd with a sore disease and there is no soundness in my flesh I am feeble and sore broken I roar therefore for the very disquietness of my heart my heart panteth my strength faileth me and the light of my eyes is gone from me And I truly am set in the plague Psal 28. In this moanful Ditty which was still now and then interrupted with grievous fighs and throbs he went on lamenting the foulness of his Disease and solliciting with great earnestness the comfortable succour and healing Touch of his merciful Redeemer that Touch which was alone able to cure the Lunacy of a distemper'd brain the complicated ills of an obstructed Spirit and regenerate his Mind anew by unlodging those hellish Furies that nested within his breast Having used this and some other select forms he concluded all in the most excellent Comprizal of devout sorrow Have mercy upon me Psal 51. to the end After he had lain a good while in this humble and penitent posture his looks began to be chearful his paleness to be ting'd with a little red his deformities grew less and his sores dryed up into scurf Theosophus who by these glad signes was ascertained that his inward parts were now thorowly rinced and gargled by those purgative Doses he had afore given him thinks time to anoint his Sores with a certain generous Balsam Some call it Balm of Gilead others the Panarion of the Gospel but all know it to be the Bloud of Christ and that nothing else can cure a broken wounded Soul nor even that if the Wounds be not first made clean for else how can it operate by the drops of a preparatory Contrition He bad his Patient rely upon the Mercies of God and the saving Name of JESUS and having discoursed to him about an hour of the nature and the effects of Repentance which will be