attired her selfe with And if wee would say the trueth of most of our Ioyes wee must confesse that they are but disguised sorrowes the drames of their Honney are sowred in pounds of Gall Remorse euer enseweth them and neuer doe they existe but by their opposite sadnesse nay in some they haue no effect at all if some wakning griefe hath not preceeded and forewent them Will some Ladies vaunt of their beautie that is but skinne-deepe of two senses onelie knowne short euen of Marble-Statues and Pictures not the same to all eyes dangerous to the beholder and hurtfull to the possessor an enemie to Chastitie a thing made to delight others more than those which haue it a superficiall luster hiding bones and the braines thinges fearfull to bee looked vpon growth in yeares doth blaste it or Sicknesse or Sorrow preuenting them Our strength matched with that of the vnreasonable Creatures is but weaknesse all wee can set our eyes on in these intricate mazes of life is but vaine perspectiue and deceiuing shadowes appearing farre other wayes a farre off than when enjoyed and gazed vpon in a neare distance If Death bee good why should it bee feared And if it bee the worke of Nature how should it not bee good For Nature is an ordinance and rule which GOD hath established in the creating this Vniuerse as is the Law of a King which can not erre For how should the Maker of that ordinance erre sith in him there is no impotencie and weaknesse by the which hee might bring forth what is vnperfect no peruersenesse of will of which might proceed any vicious action no ignorance by the which he might goe wrong in working beeing most powerfull most good most wise nay all-wise all-good all-powrefull He is the first orderer and marshalleth euery other order the highest Essence giuing essence to all other thinges of all causes the cause Hee worketh powerfullie bonteouâ—lie wiselie and maketh his artificiall Organ Nature doe the same How is not Death of Nature sith what is naturallie generate is subject to corruption and such an harmonie which is Life rising from the mixture of the foure Elements which are the Ingredients of our bodie can not euer endure The contraritie of their qualities as a consuming Rust in the baser Metalles beeing an inward cause of a necessarie dissolution Againe how is not Death good sith it is the thaw of all those vanities which the frost of Life bindeth together If there bee a facietie in Life then must there bee a sweetnesse in Death The Earth were not ample enough to containe her of-spring if none dyed in two or three Ages without Death what an vnpleasant and lamentable Spectacle were the most flourishing Cities for what should there bee to bee seene in them saue bodies languishing and couâ—bing againe into the Earth pale disfigured faces Skelitons in stead of men and what to bee heard but the exclamations of the young complaintes of the olde with the pittifull cryes of sicke and pining persons there is almost no infirmitie worse than age If there bee any euill in death it would appeare to bee that paine and torment which we apprehend to arise from the breaking of those strait bands which keepe the Soule and body together which sith not without great struggling and motion seemes to proue it selfe vehement and most extreame The senses are the onely cause of paine but before the last Trances of death they are so brought vnder that they haue no or verie little strength and their strength lessening the strength of paine too must be lessened How should wee doubt but the weaknesse of senselesseneth paine Sith we know that weakened and maimed parts which receiue not nurishment are a great deale lesse sensible than the other partes of the bodie And see that old decrepit persons leaue this world almost without paine as in a sleepe If bodies of the most sound and wholesome constitution bee these which most vehemently feele paine it must then follow that they of a distemperate and crasie constitution haue least feeling of paine and by this reason all weake and sicke bodies should not much feele paine for if they were not distempered and euill complexioned they would not be sicke That the Sight Hearing Taste Smelling leaue vs without paine and vnawares we are vndoubtedlie assured and why should wee not thinke the same of the Feeling That which is capable of feeling are the vitall spirits which in a man in a perfite health are spred and extended through the whole bodie and hence is it that the whole body is capable of paine But in dying bodies we see that by pauses and degrees the partes which are furthest remoued from the heart become cold and being depriued of naturall heat all the paine which they feele is that they doe feele no paine Now euen as ere the sicke be aware the vitall spirits haue with drawne themselues from the whole extension of the bodie to succour the heart like distressed Citizens which finding their walls battered down flye to the defence of their Cittadell so doe they abandone the heart without any sensible touch As the flame the oyle failing leaueth the wicke or as light the Aire which it doeth inuest As to the shrinking motions and convulsions of sinewes and members which appeare to witnesse great paine let one represent to himselfe the strings of an high-tuned Lut which breaking retire to their naturall windings or a piece of Yce that without any out-ward violence cracketh at a Thawe No otherwise doe the sinewes of the bodie finding themselues slacke and vnbended from the braine and their wonted labours and motions cease struggle and seeme to stirre themselues but without either paine or sense Sowning is a true pourtrait of death or rather it is the same beeing a cessation from all action motion and function of sense and life But in Sowning there is no paine but a silent rest and so deepe and sound a sleepe that the naturall is nothing in comparison of it What great paine then can there bee in Death which is but a continued Sowning and a neuer againe returning to the workes and dolorous felicitie of life Now although Death were an extreame paine sith it is in an instant what can it bee why should wee feare it for while wee are it commeth not and it beeing come we are no more Nay though it were most painfull long continuing and terrible vglie why should wee feare it Sith feare is a foolish passion but where it may preserue but it can not preserue vs from Death yea rather the feare of it banishing the comfortes of present contentmentes makes Death to aduance and approach the more neare vnto vs. That is euer terrible which is vnknowne so doe litle children feare to goe in the darke and their feare is increased with tales But that perhaps which anguisheth thee most is to haue this glorious pageant of the World remoued from thee in the Spring and most delicious season of
made Slaues Sinne hath made Slaues but let those Bands Grace breake That in our vvrongs thy Mercies may appeare Thy VVisdome not so meane is Povv'r so vveake But thousand vvayes they can make VVorlds thee feare O VVisdome boundlesse O 〈◊〉 Grace Grace VVisedome vvhich make 〈◊〉 dimme Reasons Eye And could Heauens King bring from his placelesse Place On this ignoble Stage of Care to dye To dye our Death and vvith the sacred Streaâ—â—e Of Bloud and VVater gushing from his Side To make vs cleane of that contagioâ—â— Blame First on vs brought by our first Parents Pride Thus thy great Loue and Pitye heauenlie King Loue Pittye vvhich so vvell our Losse preuent Of Euill it selfe loe could all Goodnesse bring And sad beginning cheare vvith glad euent O Loue and Pitye ill knovvne of these Times O Loue and Pitye carefull of our need O Bounties vvhich our horride Acts and Crimes Grovvne numberlesse contend neare to exceed Make this excessiue ardour of thy loue So vvarme our Coldnesse so our Lifes renevv That vvee from Sinne Sinne may from vs remoue Wit may our Will Faith may our Wit subdue Let thy pure Loue burne vp all worldlie Lust Hells candi'd Poison killing our best part Which makes vs ioye in Toyes adore fraile Dust In stead of Thee in Temple of our Heart Grant when at last our Soules these Bodies leaue Their loathsome Shops of sinne and Mansions blinde And Doome before thy royall Seat receaue They may a Sauiour not a Iudge thee finde A CYPRESSE GROVE BY W. D. A CYPRESSE GROVE THough it hath beene doubted if there be in the Soule such imperious and superexcellent Power as that it can by the vehement earnest working of it deliuer knowledge to another without bodily Organes by the onely Conceptions and Ideas of it produce reall Effects yet it hath beene euer and of all held as infallible and most certaine that it often either by outward inspiration or some secret motion in it selfe is augure of its owne Misfortunes and hath Shadowes of approching dangers presented vnto it before they fall forth Hence so many strange apparitions and signes true Visions vncouth heauinesse and causelesse vncomfortable languishings of which to seeke a reason vnlesse from the sparkling of GOD in the Soule or from the God-like sparkles of the Soule were to make Reason vnreasonable by reasoning of things transcending her reach Hauing often and diuerse times when I had giuen my selfe to rest in the quiet solitarinesse of the Night found my Imagination troubled with a confused feare no sorrow or horror which interrupting Sleepe did astonish my senses and rowse me all appalled and transported in a suddaine agonie and amazednesse of such an vnaccustomed perturbation not knowing nor being able to diue into any apparent Cause carried away with the streame of my then doubting Thoughts I beganne to ascribe it to that secret fore-knowledge and presaging Power of the Propheticke Minde and to interpret such an Agonie to be to the Spirit as a faintnesse and vniversall wearinesse vseth to be to the Body a signe of following sicknesse or as winter Lightnings or Earth-quakes are to Commonwealthes and great Cities-Herbingers of more wretched euents Heereupon not thinking it strange if whatsoeuer is humaine should befall mee knowing how Prouidence ouercomes Griefe and discountenances Crosses and that as we should not despaire of Euils which may happen vs wee should not bee too confident nor leane much to those Goods wee enjoy I beganne to turne ouer in my remembrance all that could afflict miserable Mortalitie and to forecast euery thing that with a Maske of horror could show it selâ—e to humaine Eyes Till in the end as by Unities and Points Mathematicians are brought to great numbers and huge greatnesse after many fantasticall glances of the VVoes of Mankinde and those incombrances which follow vpon Life I was brought to thinke and with amazement on the last of humaine Terrors or as one termed it the last of all dreadfull and terrible Euils Death For to easie censure it would appeare that the Soule if it fore-see that divorcement which it is to haue from the Body should not without great reason be thus ouer-grieued and plunged in inconsolable and vnaccustomed Sorrow considering their neare Vnion long familiaritie and loue with the great change Paine Vglinesse which are apprehended to be the inseparable attendants of Death They had their being together Parts they are of one reasonable Creature the harming of the one is the weakning of the working of the other what sweete contentments doth the Soule enjoy by the senses They are the Gates and VVindowes of its Knowledge the Organes of its Delight If it be tedious to an excellent Player on the Lute to abide but a few Monthes the want of one how much more must the being without such noble Tooles and Engines bee plaintfull to the Soule And if two Pilgrimes which haue wandred some few miles together haue a hearts-griefe when they are neare to part what must the Sorrow be at the parting of two so louing Friends and neuer-loathing Louers as are the Body and Soule Death is the violent estranger of acquaintance the eternal Diuorcer of Mariage the Rauisher of the Children â—rom the Parents the Stealer of Parents from their Children the interrer of Fame the sole cause of forgetfulnesse by which the Liuing talke of those gone away as of so many Shadowes or age worne Stories all Strength by it is enfeebled Beautie turned into deformitie rottennesse Honor in contempt Glorie into basenesse It is the reasonlesse breaker off of all Actions by which we enjoy no more the sweet Pleasures of Earth nor gaze vpon the â—â—aâ—elie revolutions of the Heauens Sunne perpetuallie setteth Starâ—es neuer rise vnto vs It in one moment robbeth vs of what with so great toyle and care in many yeares wee haue heaped together By this are Successions of Linages cut short Kingdomes left heirelesse and greatest States orphaned it is not ouercome by Pride smoothed by Flatterie diuerted by Time Wisedome saue this can preuent and helpe euery thing By Death wee are exiled from this faire Citty of the World it is no more a World vnto vs nor we any more people into it The ruines of Phanes Palaces and other magnificent Frames yeeld a sad prospect to the Soule and how should it without horrour view the wracke of such a wonderfull Maister-piece as is the Body That Death naturally is torrible and to be abhorred it can not well and altogether be denied it beeing a priuation of Life and a not-being and euery priuation being abhorred of Nature and euill in it selfe the feare of it too being ingenerate vniversallie in all Creatures yet I haue often thought that euen naturally to a Minde by onely Nature resolued and prepared it is more terrible in Conceit than in Verity and at the first Glance than when well pryed into and that rather by the weaknesse of our Fantasie than by what is in it and
Soule sustained by its Maker resolued and calmlie retired in it selfe doth find that Death â—ith it is in a moment of Time is but a short nay sweete sigh and is not worthie the remembrance compared with the smallest dramme of the infinite Felicitie of this Place Heere is the Palace Royall of the Almighty KING in which the vncomprehensible comprehensiblie manifesteth Himselfe in Place highest in substance not subject to any corruption or change for it is aboue all motion and solid turneth not in quantitie greatest for if one Starre one Spheare bee so vast how large how hudge in exceeding demensions must those bounds bee which doe them all containe In quantitie most pure and orient Heauen heere is all but a Sunne or the Sunne all but a Heauen If to Earthlings the Foote-stoole of GOD and that Stage which Hee raised for a small course of Time seemeth so Glorious and Magnificent What estimation would they make if they could see of His eternall Habitation and Throne and if these bee so wonderfull what is the sight of Him for whom and by whom all was created of whose Glorie to behold the thousand thousand part the most pure Intellegences are fullie satiate and with wonder and delight rest amazed for the Beautie of His light and the Light of His Beautie are vncomprehensible Heere doth that earnest appetite of the Vnderstanding content it selfe not seeking to know any more For it seeth before it in the vision of the Diuine essence a Miroiâ— in the which not Images or shadowes but the true and perfect Essence of euerie thing created is more cleare and conspicuous than in it selfe all that may bee knowne or vnderstood Heere doth the Will pause it selfe as in the center of its Eternall rest glowing with a firie affection of that infinite and all-sufficient Good which beeing fullie knowne cannnot for the infinit motiues and causes of loue which are in Him but bee fullie and perfectlie loued As Hee is onelie true and essentiall Bountie so is Hee the onelie essentiall and true Beautie deseruing alone all loue and admiration by which the Creatures are onelie in so much faire and excellent as they participate of His Beautie and excelling Excellencies Heere is a blessed Companie euerie one joying as much in anothers Felicitie as in that which is proper because each seeth another equâ—llie loued of GOD Thus their distinct joyes are no fewer than the copartners of the joye And as the Assemblie is in number answerable to the large capacitie of the Place so are the joyes answerable to the numberlesse number of the Assâ—mblie No poore and pittifull mortall confined on the Globe of Earth who hath neuer seene but sorrow or interchangeablie some painted superficiall pleasures can rightlie thinke on or bee sufficient to conceaue the tearmelesse Delightes of this Place So manie Feathers moue not on Birds so many Birds dint not the Aire so manie leaues tremble not on Trees so manie Trees grow not in the solitarie Forests so manie Waues turne not in the Ocean and so manie graines of Sand limit not those Waues As this triumphant Court hath varietie of Delights and Ioyes exempted from all comparison Happinesse at once heere is fullie knowne and fullie enjoyed and as infinit in continuance as extent Heere is flourishing and neuer-fading youth without Age Strength without Weaknesse Beautie neuer blasting Knowledge without Learning Aboundance without Lothing Peace without Disturbance Participation without Enuy Rest without Labour Light without rising or setting Sunne Perpetuitie without moments for Time which is the measure of endurance did neuer enter in this shining Eternitie Ambition Disdaine Malice difference of Opinions can not approach this Place resembling those foggie mists which couer those Lists of sublunarie thinges All Pleasure paragon'd with what is heere is paine all Mirth mourning all Beautie deformitie Heere one dayes abyding is aboue the continuing in the most fortunate estate on the Earth manie yeeres and sufficient to conteruaile the extreamest torments of Life But although this Blisse of Soules bee great and their joyes many yet shall they admit addition and bee more full and perfect at that long wished and generall meeting with their Bodies Amongst all the wonders of the great Creator not one appeareth to bee more wonderfull replyed I than that our Bodies should arise hauing suffered so many changes and Nature denying a returne from Priuation to a Habit. Such power said hee beeing aboue all that the Vnderstanding of Man can conceaue may well worke such wonders For if Mans Vnderstanding could comprehend all the secretes and counsells of that Eternall Majestie it must of necessitie bee equall vnto it The Author of Nature is not thralled to the lawes of Nature but worketh with them or contrarie to them as it pleaseth Him What Hee hath a will to doe Hee hath a power to performe To that power which brought all this All from nought to bring againe in one instant any substance which euer was into it vnto what it was once should not be thought impossible For who can doe more can doe lesse and His power is no lesse after that which was by Him brought forth is decayed and vanished than it was before it was produced beeing neither restrained to certaine limits or instruments or to any determinate definit manner of working where the power is without restraint the workeadmitteth no other limits than the workers will This World is as a Cabinet to GOD in which the small things how euer to vs hidde and secret are nothing lesse keeped than the great For as Hee was wise and powerfull to create so doth His Knowledge comprehend His own Creation yea euery change and varietie in it of which it is the verie Source Not any Atome of the scattered Dust of mankind though daylie flowing vnder new Formes is to Him vnknowne and His Knowledge doth distinguish and discerne what once His power shall waken and raise vp Why may not the Arts-master of the World like a Molder what he hath framed in diuerse shapes confound in one masse and then seuerally fashion them out of the same Can the Spargiricke by his Arte restore for a space to the dry and withered Rose the naturall Purple and Blush And can not the Almightie raise and refine the bodie of Man after neuer so many alterations on the Earth Reason her selfe finds it more possible for infinit power to cast out from it selfe a finit world and restore any thing in it though decayed and dissolued to what it was first than for Man a finit piece of reasonable miserie to change the forme of matter made to his hand the power of GOD neuer brought forth all that It can for then were it bounded and no more infinit That Time doth approach O haste yee Times away in which the Dead shall liue and the Liuing bee changed and of all actions the Guerdon is at hand Then shall there be an end without an end Time shall finish and Place shall be altered Motion yeelding vnto rest and another World of an Age eternall and vnchangable shall arise Which when Hee had said me thought He vanished and Iâ— all astonished did awake On the Report of the Death of the Author IF that were true which whispered is by Fame That DamoÌ„s light no more on Earth doth burne His Patron Phoebus physicke would disclame And cloth'd in clowds as earst for PhaetoÌ„ mourn Yea Fame by this had got so deepe a Wound That scarce shee could haue power to tell his Death Her Wings cutt short who could her Trumpet sound Whose Blaze of late was nurc'd but by His Breath That Spirit of His which most with mine was free By mutuall trafficke enterchanging Store If chac'd from Him it would haue com'd to mee Where it so oft familiare was before Some secret Griefe distempring first my Minde Had though not knowing made mee feele this losse A Sympathie had so our Soules combind That such a parting both at once would tosse Though such Reports to others terrour giue Thy heauenlie Vertues who did neuer spie I know Thou that canst make the dead to liue Immortall art and needes not feare to die Sir WILLIAM ALEXANDER To S. W. A. THough I haue twice beene at the Doores of Death And twice found shoote those Gates which euer mourne This but a lightning is Truce tane to Breath For late-borne Sorrowes augurre fleet returne Amidst thy sacred Cares and courtlie Toyles Alexis when thou shalt heare wandring Fame Tell Death hath triumph'd o're my mortall Spoiles And that on Earth I am but a sad Name If thou e're held mee deare by all our Loue By all that Blisse those Ioyes Heauen heere vs gaue I conjuâ—e Thee and by the Maides of Ioue To graue this short Remembrance on my Graue Heere Damon lyes whose Songes did some timeâ— grace The murmuring Eske may Roses shade the place To the Memorie of the most excellent Ladie IANE Countesse of Perth THis Beautie which pale Death in Dust did turne And clos'd so soone within a Coffin sad Did passe like Lightning like to Thunder burne So little Life so much of Worth it had Heauens but to show their Might heere made it shine And when admir'd then in the Worlds Disdaine O Teares O Griefe did call it backe againe Lest Earth should vaunt Shee kept what was Diuine What can wee hope for more what more enjoy Sith fairest Things thus soonest haue their End And as on Bodies Shadowes doe attend Sith all our Blisse is follow'd with Annoy Yet She 's not dead She liues where She did loue Her Memorie on Earth Her Soule aboue
more harmlesse found and milde His food was Locusts and what there doth spring With Hony that from virgine Hiâ—es distill'd Parcht Bodie hollow Eyes some vncouth thing Made him appeare long since from Earth exilde There burst he foorth All yee whose Hopes relye On GOD with mee amidst these Desarts 〈◊〉 Repent repent and from olde errours tuâ—ne Who listned to his voyce obey'd his cry Onely the Ecchoes which hee made relent Rung from their flintie Caues repent repent THese Eyes deare Lord once Brandons of Desire Fraile Scoutes betraying what they had to keepe Which their owne heart then others set on fire Their traitrous blacke before thee heere out weepe These Lockes of blushing deeds the gilt attire Waues curling wrackefull shelfes to shadow deepe Rings wedding Soules to Sinnes lethargicke sleepe To touch thy sacred Feet doe now aspire In Seas of care behold a sinking Barke By windes of sharpe Remorse vnto thee driuen O let me not expos'd be Ruines marke My faults confest LORD say they are forgiuen Thus sigh'd to TESVS the Bethanian faire His teare-wet Feet still drying with her Haire I Countries chang'd new pleasures out to finde But ah for pleasure new I sound new paine Enchanting Pleasure so did Reason blind That Fathers loue and words I scorn'd as vaine For Tables rich for bed for following traine Of carefull seruants to obserue my Minde These Heards I keepe my fellowes are assign'd Rocke is my Bed and Herbes my Life sustaine Now while I famine feele feare worser harmes Father and Lord I turne thy Loue yet great My faults will pardon pittie mine estate This where an aged Oake had spred its Armes Thought the lost Childe while as the Heardes he led Not farre off on the ackornes wilde them fed IF that the World doth in amaze remaine To heare in what a sad deploring mood The Pelican powres from her brest her Blood To bring to life her yonglings backe againe How should wee wonder of that soueraigne Good Who from that Serpents sting that had vs slaine To saue our lifes shed his Lifes purple flood And turn'd in endlesse Ioy our endlesse Paine Vngratefull Soule that charm'd with false Delight Hast long long wander'd in Sinnes flowrie Path And didst not thinke at all or thoughtst not right On this thy Pelicanes great Loue and Death Heere pause and let though Earth it scorne Heauen see Thee powre foorth teares to him powr'd Blood for thee IF vhen farre in the East yee doe behold Forth from his Christall Bed the Sunne to rise With rosie Robes and Crowne of flaming Gold If gazing on that Empresse of the Skies That takes so many formes and those faire Brands Which blaze in Heauens high Vault Nights watchfull eyes If seeing how the Seas tumultuous Bands Of bellowing Billowes haue their course confin'd How vnsustain'd the Earth still steadfast stands Poore mortall Wights yee e're found in your Minde A thought that some great King did sit aboue Who had such Lawes and Rites to them assign'd A King who fix'd the Poles made Spheares to moue All Wisedome Purenesse Excellencie Might All Goodnesse Greatnesse Iustice Beautie Loue With feare and wonder hither turne your Sight See see alas Him now not in that State Thought could fore-cast Him into Reasons light Now Eyes with teares now Hearts with griefe make great Bemoane this cruell Death and drearie case If euer Plaints iust Wâ—e could aggrauate From Sinne and Hell to saue vs humaine Race See this great King naill'd to an abiect Tree An obiect of reproach and sad disgrace O vnheard Pittie Loue in strange degree Hee his owne Life doth giue his Blood doth shed â—or Wormelings base such Worthinesse to see Poore Wights behold His Visage pale as Lead His Head bow'd to His Brest Lockes sadlie rent Like a cropt Rose that languishing doth fade Weake Nature weepe astonish'd World lament Lamâ—nt you Windes you Heauen that all containes And thou my Soule let nought thy Griefes relent Those Hands those sacred Hands which hold the râ—ines Of this great All and kept from mutuall warres The Elements beare rent for thee their Vaines Those Feete which once must trade on golden Starres For thee with Nailes would bee pierc'd through and â—orne For thee Heauens King from Heauen himselfe â—ebarres This great heart-quaking Dolour waile and mourne Yee that long since Him saw by might of Faith Yee now that are and yee yet to bee borne Not to behold his great Creators Death The Sunne from sinfull eyes hath vail'd his light And faintlieâ—journeyes vp Heaâ—ens saphyre Path And cutting from her Browes her Tresses bright The Moone doth keepe her Lords sad Obseqâ—ies Impearling with her Teares this Robe of Night All staggering and lazie lowre the Skies The Earth and elementall Stages quake The long since dead from bursted Graues arise And can things wanting sense yet sorrow take And beare a Part with him who all them wrought And Man though borne with cryes shall pittie lacke Thinke what had beene your state had hee not brought To these sharpe Pangs himselfe and priz'd so hie Your Soules that with his Life them life hee bought What woes doe you attend if still yee lye Plung'd in your wonted ordures wreâ—ched Brood Shall for your sake againe GOD euer die O leaue deluding shewes embrace true good Hee on you calles forgoe Sinnes shamefull trade With Prayers now seeke Heauen and not with Blood Let not the Lambes more from their Dames bee had Nor Alâ—â—rs blush for sinne liue euery thing That long time long'd for sacrifice is made All that is from you crau'd by this great King Is to beleeue a pure Heart Incense is What gift alas can wee him meaner bring Haste sinne-sicke Soules this season doe doe not misse Now while remorselesse Time doth grant you space And GOD invites you to your onlie Blisse Hee wâ—â— you calles will not denie you Grace But low-deepe burrie faults so yee repent His Armes loe stretched are you to embrace When Dayes are done and Lifes small sparke is spent So yee accept what freelie heere is giuen Like brood of Angels deathlesse all-content Yee shall for euer liue with him in Heauen COme forth come forth yee blest triumphing Bands Faire Citizens of that immortall Towne Come see that King which all this All commands Now ouercharg'd with Loue die for his owne Looke on those Nailes which pierce his Feete and Hands What a sharpe Diademe his Browes doth crowne Behold his pallid Face his Eyes which sowne And what a throng of Theeues him mocking stands Come forth yee empyrean Troupes come forth Preserue this sacred Blood that Earth adornes Gather those liquid Roses off his Thornes O! to bee loost they bee of too much worth For Streams 1 Iuice 2 Balm 3 they are which queÌ„ch 1 kils 2 charms 3 Of GOD 1 Death 2 Hell 3 the wrath 1 the life 2 the harmes3. SOule which to Hell wast thrall Hee Hee for thine offence Did suffer Death who could not die at all O soueraigne Excellence O
and Wrath And euerie drowsie languor heere beneath It turning deniz'd Citizen of Skie To haue more knowledge than all Bookes containe All Pleasures euen surmounting wishing Powre The fellowship of Gods immortall Traine And these that Time nor force shall e're deuoure If this be Death what Ioy what golden care Of Life can with Deathes ouglinesse compare AMidst the azure cleare Of Iordans sacred Streames Iordan of Libanon the off-spring deare When Zephires flowres vnclose And Sunne shines with new Beames With graue and statelie grace a Nymphe arose Vpon her Head shee ware Of Amaranthes a Crowne Her left hand Palmes her right a Brandâ—n bare Vnvail'd Skinnes whitenesse lay Gold haires in Curles hang downe Eyes sparkled Ioy more bright than starre of Day The Flood a Throne her rear'd Of Waues most like that Heauen Where beaming Starres in Glorie turne ensphear'd The Aire stood calme and cleare No Sigh by Windes was giuen Birdes left to sing Heards feed her voice to heare World-wandring sorrie Wights Whom no thing can content VVithin these varying liâ—ts of Dayes nad Nights VVhose life ere knowne amisse In glittering Griefes is spent Come learne said shee what is your choisest Blisse From Toyle and pressing Cares How yee may respit finde A Sanctuarie from Soule-thralling Snares A Port to harboure sure In spight of waues and winde VVhich shall when Times Houre-glasse is runne endure Not happie is that Life Which yee as happie hold No but a Sea of feares a field of strife Charg'd on a Throne to sit With Diademes of Gold Preseru'd by Force and still obseru'd by Wit Huge Treasures to enjoy Of all her Gemmes spoyle Inde All Seres silke in Garments to imploy Deliciouslie to feed The Phoenix plumes to finde To rest vpon or decke your purple Bed Fraile Beautie to abuse And wanton Sybarites On past or present touch of sense to muse Neuer to heare of Noise But what the Eare delites Sweet Musicks charmes or charming flatterers voice Nor can it Blisse you bring Hidde Natures Depthes to know Why matter changeth whence each forme doth spring Nor that your Fame should range And after-Worlds it blow From TaÌ„naÌ„is to Nile from Nile to Gange All these haue not the Powre To free the Minde from feares Nor hiddeous horror can allay one howre When Death in steale doth glance In Sicknesse lurke or yeares And wakes the Soule from out her mortall Trance No but blest life is this With chaste and pure Desire To turne vnto the load-starre of all Blisse On GOD the Minde to rest Burnt vp with sacred Fire Possessing him to bee by him possest When to the baulmie East Sunne doth his light imparte Or when hee diueth in the lowlie West And rauisheth the Day With spotlesse Hands and Hart Him chearefullie to praise and to him pray To heed each action so As euer in his sight More fearing doing ill than passiue woe Not to seeme other thing Than what yee are aright Neuer to doe what may Repentance bring Not to bee blowne with Pride Nor mou'd at Glories breath Which Shadow-like on wings of Time doth glide So Malice to disarme And conquere hastie Wrath As to doe good to those that worke your harme To hatch no base Desires Or Gold or Land to gaine Well pleas'd with what by Vertue one acquires To haue the Wit and Will Consorting in one Straine Than what is good to haue no higher skill Neuer on Neighbours well With Cocatrices Eye To looke nor make an others Heauen your Hell Not to be Beauties Thrall All fruitlesse Loue to flie Yet louing still a Loue transcending all A Loue which while it burnes The Soule with fairest Beames In that vncreatde Sunne the Soule it turnes And makes such Beautie proue That if Sense saw her Gleames All lookers on would pine and die for loue VVho such a life doth liue Yee happie euen may call Ere ruthlesse Death a whished end him giue And after then when giuen More happie by his fall For Humanes Earth enioying Angels Heauen Swift is your mortall Race And glassie is the Field Vaste are Desires not limited by Grace Life a weake Tapper is Then while it light doth yeeld Leaue flying Ioyes embrace this lasting Blisse This when the Nymph had said Shee diu'd within the Flood VVhose Face with smyling Curles long after staid Then Sighes did Zephyres presse Birdes sang from euerie VVood And Ecchoes rang this was true Happinesse AN HYMNE OF THE FAIREST FAIRE I Feele my Bosome glow with wontlesse Fires Rais'd from the vulgar preasse my Mind aspires Wing'd with high Thoughis vnto his praise to clime From deepe Eternitie who call'd forth Time That Essence which not mou'd makes each thing moue Vncreatde Beautie all-creating Loue But by so great an obiect radiant light My Heart appall'd enfeebled restes my Sight Thicke Cloudes benighte my labouring Ingine And at my high attempts my Wits repine If thou in mee this sacred Rapture wrought My Knowledge sharpen Sarcells lend my Thought Grant mee Times Father world-containing King A Pow'r of thee in pow'rfull Layes to sing That as thy Beautie in Earth liues Heauen shines It dawning may or shadow in my Lines As farre beyond the starrie walles of Heauen As is the loftiest of the Planets seuen Sequestred from this Earth in purest light Out-shining ours as ours doth sable Night Thou all-sufficient Omnipotent Thou euer-glorious most excellent GOD various in Names in Essence one High art enstalled on a golden Throne Out-reaching Heauens wide Vastes the Bounds of nought Transcending all the Circles of our Thought With diamantine Scepter in thy Hand There thou giu'st Lawes and dost this World command This World of Concords raisde vnliklie sweet Which like a Ball lies prostrate to thy Feet If so wee may well say and what wee say Heere wrapt in flesh led by dimme Reasones ray To show by earthlie Beauties which wee see That spirituall Excellence that shines in thee Good Lord forgiue not farre from thy right Side With curled Lockes Youth euer doth abide Rose-checked Youth who garlanded with Flowres Still blooming ceasleslie vnto thee powres Immortall Nectar in a cuppe of Gold That by no darts of Ages thou grow old And as ends and beginnings thee not clame Successionlesse that thou be still the same Neare to thy other side resistlesse Might From Head to Foot in burnisht Armour dight That ringes about him with a waâ—ing Brand And watchfull Eye great Sentinell doth stand That neither Time nor force in ought impaire Thy Workmanshippe nor harme thine Empire faire Soone to giue Death to all againe that would Sterne Discord raise which thou destroide of old Discord that foe to order Nurse of Warre By which the noblest things dimolisht are But catife shee no Treason doth deuise When Might to nought doth bring her enterprise Thy all-vpholding Might her Malice raines And her in Hell throwes bound in iron Chaines With Lockes in waues of Gold that ebbe and flow On yâ—orie necke in Robes more white than Snow Truth
steadfastlie before thee holdes a Glasse Indent'd with Gemmes where shineth all that was That is or shall bee heere ere ought was wrought Thou knew all that thy Pow'r with time forth brought And more things number lesse which thou couldst make That actuallie shall neuer being take Heere thou beholdst thy selfe and strange dost proue At once the Beautie Louer and the Loue. With Faces two like Sisters sweetlie faire VVhose Blossomes no rough Autumne can impaire Stands Prouidence and doth her lookes disperse Through euerie Corner of this Vniuerse Thy Prouidence at once which generall things And singulare doth rule as Empires Kings VVithout whose care this world lost would remaine As Shippe without a Maister in the Maine As Chariot alone as Bodies proue Depriu'd of Soules whereby they be liâ—e moue But who are they which shine thy Throne so neare With sacred countenance and looke seuere This in one hand a pondrous Sword doth hold Her left stayes charg'd with Ballances of Gold That with Browes girt with Bayes sweet-smiling Face Doth beare a Brandon with a babish grace Two milke-white VVings him easilie doe moue O shee thy Iustice is and this thy Loue By this thou brought this Engine great to light By that it fram'd in Number Measure VVeight That destine doth reward to ill and good But Sway of Iustice is by Loue with-stood VVhich did it not relent and mildlie stay This World ere now had had its funerall Day What Bands enclustred neare to these abide Which into vaste Infinitie them hide Infinitie that neither doth admit Place Time nor Number to encroach on it Heere Bountie sparkleth heere doth Beautie shine Simplicitie more white than Gelsomine Mercie with open winges ay-varied Blisse Glorie and Ioy that Blisses darling is Ineffable all-pow'rfull GOD all-free Thou onlie liu'st and each thing liues by thee No Ioy no nor Perfection to thee came By the contriuing of this Worlds great Frame Ere Sunne Moone Starres beganne their restlesse race Ere paint'd with purple light was heauens round Face Ere Aire had Cloudes ere Cloudes weept downe their showres Ere Sea embraced Earth ere Earth bare Flowres Thou happie liu'd World nought to thee supply'd All in thy selfe thy selfe thou satisfy'd Of Good no slender Shadow doth appeare No age-worne tracke which shin'd in thee not cleare Perfestions Summe primeâ—cause of euerie Cause Midst end beginning where all good doth paâ—se Hence of thy Substance differing in nought Thou in Eternitie thy Sonne forth brought The onlie Birth of thy vnchanging Minde Thine Image Patterne-like that euer shin'd Light out of Light begotten not by Will But Nature all and that same Essence still Which thou thy selfe for thou dost nought possesse Which hee hath not in ought nor is hee lesse Than Thee his great Begetter of this Light Eternall double kindled was thy Spright Eternallie who is with thee the same All-holie Gift Embassadour Knot Flame Most sacred Triade O most holie One Vnprocreatde Father euer-procreatde Sonne Ghost breath'd from both you were are aye shall be Most blessed Three in One and One in Three Vncomprehensible by reachlesse Hight And vnperceaued by excessiae Light So in our Soules three and yet one are still The Vnderstanding Memorie and Will So though vnlike the Planet of the Dayes So soone as hee was made begate his Rayes Which are his Off-spring and from both was hurld The rosie Light which comforte doth the World And none fore-went an other so the Spring The Well-head and the Streame which they forth bring Are but one selfe-same Essence nor in ought Doe differ saue in order and our Thought No chime of Time discernes in them to fall But Three distinctlie bide one Essence all But these expresse not Thee who can declare Thy being Men and Angelles dazel'd are Who force this Eden would with wit or sense A Cherubin shall finde to barre him thence All 's Architect Lord of this Vniverse Ingulph'd is Wit would in thy Greatnesse pierce Ah! as a Pilgrime who the Alpes doth passe Or Atlas Temples crown'd with winter glasse The ayrie Caucasus the Apennine Pyrenes clifts where Sunne doth neuer shine When hee some heapes of Hilles hath ouer-went Beginnes to thinke on rest his Iourney spent Till mounting some tall Mountaine hee doe find More hights before him than hee left behinde With halting pace so while I would me raise To the vnbounded Circuits of thy Praise Some part of way I thought to haue o're-runne But now I see how scarce I haue begunne With Wonders new my Spirits range possest And wandring waylesse in a maze them rest In these vaste Fields of Light ethâ—riall Plaines Thou art attended by immortall Traines Of Intellectuall Pow'rs which thou brought forth To praise thy Goodnesse and admire thy Worth In numbers passing other Creatures farre Since Creatures â—â—st noble maniest are Which doe in knowledge vs no lesse out-runne Than Moone in light doth Starres or Moone the Sunne Vnlike in Orders rang'd and manie â— Band If Beautie in Disparitie doth stand Arch-angells Angells Cherubes Seraphines And what with name of Thrones amongst them shines Large-ruling Princes Dominations Poâ—res All-acting Vertues of those flâ—ming Toâ—res These fred of Vmbrage these of Labour free Rest rauished with still beholding Thee Inflamde with Beames which sparkle from thy Face They can no more desire farre lesse embrace Low vnder them with slow and staggering pace Thy Hand-maide Nature thy great Steppes doth trace The Source of second Causes golden Chaine That linkes this Frame as thou it doth ordaine Nature gaz'd on with such a curious Eye That Earthlings oft her deem'd a Deitye By Nature led those Bodies faire and greate Which faint not in their Course nor change their State Vnintermixt which no disorder proue Though aye and contrarie they alwayes moue The Organes of thy Prouidence diuine Bookes euer open Signes that clearlie shine Times purpled Maskers then doe them aduance As by sweet Musicke in a measur'd dance Starres Hoste of Heauen yee Firmaments bright Flowres Cleare Lampes which ouer-hang this Stage of ours Yee turne not there to decke the Weeds of Night Nor Pageant-like to please the vulgare Sight Great Causes sure yee must bring great Effects But who can discant right your graue Aspects Hee onlie who You made deciphere can Your Notes Heauens Eyes yee blinde the Eyes of Man Amidst these Saphire farre-extending Hights The neuer-twinkling euer-wondring Lights Their fixed Motions keepe one drye and cold Deep-Leaden colour'd slowlie there is roll'd With Rule and Line for Times steppes meating euen In twice three Lustres hee but turnes his Heauen With temperate qualities and Countenance faire Still mildlie smiling sweetlie debonnaire An other cheares the World and way doth make In twice sixe Autumnes through the Zodiacke But hote and drye with flaming Lockes and Browes Enrag'd this in his red Pauillion glowest Together running with like speed if space Two equallie in hands atchieue their race With blushing Face this oft doth bring the Day And vsheres oft to statelie Starres the
respect of the Vniuerse compared with that wide wide pauillon of Heauen is lesse than little of no sensible quantitie and but as a point for the Horizon which boundeth our sight diuideth the Heauen as in two halfes hauing alwayes sixe of the Zodiacke Signes aboue and as many vnder it which if the Earth had any quantitie compared to it it could not doe More if the Earth were not as a point the Starres could not still in all parts of it appeare to vs of a like greatnesse for where the Earth raised it selfe in Mountaines wee beeing more neare to Heauen they would appeare to vs of a greater quantitie and where it is humbled in Vallies we being further distant they would seeme vnto vs lâ—sse But the Starâ—â—s in all parts of the Earth appearing of a like greatnesse and to euery part of it the Heauen imparting to our sight the halfe of its inside we must auouch it to be but as a point Well did one compare it to an Ant-hill and men the Inhabitants to so manie Pismires and Grashoppers in the toyle and varietie of their diuersified studies Now of this small indiuisible thing thus compared how much is couered with Waters how much not at all discouered how much vnhabited and desart and how many millions of millions are they which share the remnant amongst them in languages custumes diuine rites differing and all almost to others vnknowne But let it bee granted that Glorie and Fame are some great matter and can reach Heauen it selfe sith they are oft buried with the honoured and passe away in so fleet a reuolution of tyme what great good can they haue in them How is not Glorie temporall if it increase with yeares and depend on time Then imagine me for what cannot Imagination reach vnto one could be famous in all times to come and ouer the whole World present yet shall hee be for euer Obscure and ignoble to those mightie Ones which were onelie heeretofore esteemed famous amongst the Assyrians Persians Romans Againe the vaine affectation of man is so suppressed that though his workes abide some space the worker is vnknowne the huge Egyptian Pyramides and that Grot in Paâ—silipo though they haue wrestled with tyme and worne vpon the waste of dayes yet are their authors no more knowne than it is knowne by what strange Earth-quackes and deluges Yles were diuided from the Continent or Hills bursted forth of the Vallies Dayes Monthes and Yeares are swallowed vp in the great Gulfe of Tyme which puts out the eyes of all their Glorie and onely a fattall obliuion remaines of so many Ages past wee may well figure to our selues some liklie apparances but can affirme litle certaintie But my Soule what ailes thee to bee thus backward and astonished at the remembrance of Death sith it doth not reach thee more than darknesse doth those farre-shinning Lampes aboue Rowse thy selfe for shame why shouldst thou feare to bee without a bodie â—ith thy maker and the spirituall and supercelestiall Inhabitants haue no bodies Hast thou euer seene any Prisoner who when the Iaile Gates were broken vp he enfranchised set loose would rather plaine and sit still on his Fetters than seeke his freedome or any Mariner who in the midst of Stormes arriuing neare the Shore would launch forth againe vnto the Maine rather than stricke Saile and joyfully enter the leas of a saue Harbour If thou rightlie know thy selfe thou hast but small cause of anguish for if there be any resemblance of that which is infinite in what is finit which yet by an infinit imperfection is from it distant if thou be not an Image thou art a shadow of that vnsearchable Trinitie in thy three essentiall powers Vnderstanding Will Memorie which though three are in thee but one and abiding one are distinctlie three But in nothing more comest thou neare that Soueraigne Good than by thy perpetuitie which who striue to improue by that same doe it proue Like those that by arguing themselues to bee without all reason by the verie arguing shewe how they haue some For how can what is wholly mortall more know what is immortall than the eye can know sounds or the eare questione about colours if none had eyes who would euer descant of light or shadow To thee nothing in this visible World is comparable thou art so wonderfull a beautie and so beautifull a wonder that if but once thou couldst bee gazed vpon by bodilie eyes euery heart would bee inflamed with thy loue and rauished from all seruile basenesse and earthly desires Thy beeing depends not on matter hence by thine Vnderstanding dost thou dyue into the being of euery other thing and therein art so pregnant that nothing by place similitude subject tyme is so conjoyned which thou canst not separate as what neither is nor any wayes can exist thou canst faine and giue an abstract beeing vnto Thou seemest a World in thy selfe containing Heauen Starres Seas Earth Floods Mountaines Forrests and all that liueth Yet restes thou not satiate with what is in thy selfe nor with all in the wide Vniuerse vntill thou raise thy selfe to the contemplation of that first illuminating Intelligence farre aboue Tyme and euen reaching Eternitie it selfe into which thou art transformed for by receiuing thou beyond all other things art made that which thou recceiuest The more thou knowest the more apt thou art to know not beeing amated with any object that excelleth in predominance as Sense by objects sensible Thy Will is vncompellable resisting force daunting Necessitie despising Danger triumphing ouer Afliction vnmoued by Pittie and not constrained by all the toyles and disasters of Life What the Airts-master of this Vniuerse is in gouerning this Vniuerse thou art in the body and as hee is whollie in euerie part of it so art thou whollie in euerie part of the bodie By thee man is that Hymen of eternall and mortall things that Chaine together binding vnbodied and bodily substances without which the goodlie Fabricke of this World were vnperfect Thou hast not thy beginning from the fecunditie power nor action of the elementall qualities beeing an immediate maister-piece of that great Maker Hence hast thou the formes and figures of all thinges imprinted in thee from thy first originall Thou only at once art capable of contraries of the three parts of Tyme thou makest but one Thou knowest thy selfe so separate absolâ—â—e and diuerse an essence from thy bodie that thou disposest of it as it pleaseth thee for in thee there is no passion so weake which maistereth not the feare of leauing it Thou shouldst bee so farre from repining at this separation that it should bee the chiefe of thy desires sith it is the passage and meanes to attaine thy perfection and happinesse Thou art heere but as in an infected and leprous Inne plunged in a floud of humors oppressed with cares suppresâ—ed with ignorance defiled and destained with vice retrograde in the course of vertue small things seeme heere
great vnto thee and great things small Follie appeareth Wisedome and Wisedome Follie. Fred of thy fleshlie care thou shalt rightlie discerne the beautie of thy selfe and haue perfect fruition of that all-sufficient and all-suffizing Happinesse which is GOD himselfe to whom thou owest thy being to Him thou owest thy well being He and Happinesse are the same For if GOD had not Happinesse Hee were not GOD because Happinesse is the highest and greatest Good If then GOD haue Happinesse it can not bee a a thing differing from Him for if there were any thing in Him differing from Him Hee should bee an essence composed and not simple more what is differing in any thing is either an accident or a part of it selfe In GOD Happinesse can not bee an accident because Hee is not subject to anie accidents if it were a part of Him since the part is before the whole wee should bee forced to grant that some thing was before GOD. Bedded and bathed in these earthlie ordures thou canst not come neare this soueraigne Good nor haue any glimpse of the farre-off dawning of his vncessable brightnesse no not so much as the eyes of the Birds of the night haue of the Sunne Thinke then by Death that thy shell is broken and thou then but euen hatched that thou art a Pearle raised from thy Mother to bee enchaced in Gold and that the death-day of thy body is thy birth-day to Eternitie Why shouldst thou bee feare-stroken and discomforted for thy parting from this mortall Bride thy bodie sith it is but for a tyme and such a time as shee shall not care for nor feele any thing in nor thou haue much neede of her Nay sith thou shalt receiue her againe more goodly and beautifull than when in her fullest perfection thou enjoyed her beeing by her absence made like vnto that Indian Christall which after some reuolutions of Ages is turned into purest Diamond If the Soule bee the forme of the Bodie and the forme separated from the matter of it can not euer so continue but is inclined and disposed to be reunited thereinto What can let and hinder this desire but that some time it bee accomplished and obtaining the exspected end rejoyne it selfe againe vnto the bodie The Soule separate hath a desire because it hath a will and knowes it shall by this reunion receiue perfection too as the matter is disposed and inclineth to its forme when it is without it so would it seeme that the Forme should be towards its matter in the absence of it How is not the Soule the forme of the bodie fith by it it is and is the beginning and cause of all the actions and functions of it For though in excellencie it passe euerie other forme yet doth not that excellencie take from it the nature of a forme If the abiding of the Soule from the bodie be violent then can it not bee euerlasting but haue a regresse How is not such an estate of beeing and abiding not violent to the Soule if it bee naturall to it to be in matter and separate after a strange manner many of the powers and faculties of it which neuer leaue it are not duelie exercised This Vnion seemeth not aboue the Horizon of naturall reason farre lesse imposible to bee done by GOD and though Reason can not euidentlie heere demonstrate yet hath shee a mistie and groping notice If the bodie shall not arise how can the onelie Soueraigne Good be perfectlie and infinitlie good For how shall hee bee just nay haue so much justice as Man if Hee suffer the euill and vicious to haue a more prosperous and happie life than the followers of Religion and Vertue which ordinarlie vseth to fall forth in this life For the most wicked are Lords and Gods of this Earth sleeping in the lee port of honour as if the spacious habitation of the World had beene made onelie for them and the Vertuous and good are but forlorne cast-awayes floting in the surges of distresse seeming heere either of the eye of prouidence not pityed or not regarded beeing subject to all dishonours wronges wrackes in their best estate passing away their dayes like the Dâ—zies in the Field in silence and contempt Sith then hee is most good must just of necessitie there must bee appointed by him an other time and place of 〈◊〉 in the which there shall bee a reward for leauing well and a punishment for doing euill with a life whereinto both shall receiue their due and not onelie in their Soules diâ—â—â—ted for â—ith both the parts of man did act a part in the right or wrong it carrieth great reason with it that they both bee araigned before that high Iustice to receiue their owne Man is not a Soule onelie but a Soule and Bodie to which either guerdon or punishment is due This seemeth to be the voice of Nature in almost all the Religions of the World this is that generall testimonie charactered in the minds of the most barbarous and sauage people for all haue had some rouing gesses at Ages to come and a dimme duâ—kish light of another life all appealing to one generall Iudgement Throne To what else could serue so many expiations sacrifices prayers solemnities and misticall ceremonies To what such sumptuous Temples and care of the dead to what all Religion If not to showe that they expected a more excellent manner of beeing after the nauigation of this life did take an end And who doth denie it must denie that there is a Prouidence a GOD confesse that his worship and all studie and reason of vertue are vaine and not beleeue that there is a World are creatures and that Hee Himselfe is not what Hee is But it is not of Death perhaps that we complaine but of Tyme vnder the fatall shadow of whose â—inges all things decay and wether This is that Tyrant which executing against vs his diamantine lawes altereth the harmonious constitution of our bodies benumning the Organes of our knowledge turneth our best Senses senslesse makes vs loathsome to others and a burthen to our selues Of which euills Death releiueth vs. So that if wee could bee transported O happie colonie to a place exempted from the lawes and conditions of Tyme where neither change motion nor other affection of materiall and corruptible things were but an immortall vnchangeable impassible all-sufficient kind of life it were the last of things wishible the tearme and center of all our deâ—ires Death maketh this transplantation for the last instant of corruption or leauing off of any thing to bee what it was is the first of generation or beeing of that which succeedeth Death then beeing the end of this miserable transitory life of necessitie must bee the beginning of that other all excellent and eternall And so causleslie of a vertuous Soule it is either feared or complained on As those Images were pourtraited in my minde the morning Starre now almost arising in the East I found my thoughts