Intermission Man laborlesse receiues a rare Delight When he obserues the settled Order right Whereby all Creatures with or wanting Sense Subsist through thine Vnchanging Prouidence What more Content can We haue heer belowe More high more happy then but This to knowe This certain Sum That when This World began Thou mad'st Man for Thy-selfe All for Man Th' Horse was not made to glorify thy Name Nor th'Elephant to magnifie the same Man onely hath voice memory and wit To sing thy Praise sound thy Glory fit And to serue Thee as He is sole ordain'd So to serue Him thou hast the rest darraind All things that fly that walk that craule or swim Yea Heav'n Earth All are vowd to Him For Him the Earth yields Herbs Trees Fruits and Flowers To sundry purpose of sundry powers Corne of all kindes in Valleys far and wide For Bread Drink dainty Vines beside For Him the Rocks a thousand Rivers gush Heer rowling Brooks There silver Torrents rush â—ndenting Meads Pastures as they passe â—hose smyling Pride peeps in their liquid Glasse For Him the Mountains Downes Forests breed â—uffs Biefes Sheep Venzon the lusty Steed â—o beare him brauely thorough thick and thin â—nd silly Worms his Silken Robes to spin For Him the Bullock bears his painfull Yoak â—or Him the Weather weares his curled â—loak â—or Him the Birds their brooding-chambers build â—or Him the Bees their Wax and Hony yield For Him the Sea doth many millions nurse â—ith whom the Aire helps both his panch purse â—he Fire 's his Cook to dresse th'aboundant Cheer â—hich Aire Sea and Earth do furnish heer Yea Dragons Serpents Vipers venemous Haue Fel Fat Bloud or som-what good for vs In Leprosie or Lunacie apply'd And Triacle is also hence supply'd Hee briefly Hee hath vse of all that is Winnes the most savage of the Savages None so fierce Lion but to tame hee wonts Nor Elephant so high but that hee mounts And makes besides of his huge Bones Teeth Hafts Boxes Combes more then many see'th Nay more for Him the fell Monocerote Beares on his Brow a soveraine Antidote Yea many soveraine Remedies Hee findes For sundry Griefes in Creatures of All kindes All in a word Wilde Domestick too Some way or other Him some service doo For Food He hath the Flesh of Beasts Birds For Clothes the Fleece the Haire Hyde of Heards For House each Quarr every Forrest offers For Metall Mines furnish his Camp Coffers For Him the jarring Elements agree Fire cleers the Aire Aire sweeps the Earth we see Earth bears the Water Water moistly milde Cooles Fire calms Aire gets the Earth with-chilâ— So All is made for Man and Man for Thee To loue and serue and laude Thy Maiestie Thee aboue All Thee onely to obay With Thankful Soule walking Thy sacred Way This doth He well that yields his Wil to Thine â—ull of Desires if not of Deeds divine â—triving to stoope vnder the Spirits Awe â—he members stubborn rebellious Lawe For Man consists of discordant accords What the great World the little-World affords There Heav'n Earth Heer Heav'n Earth there are â—here War Peace Heer also Peace War He hath a Heav'nly Soule an Earthly Sheath â—hat soares aboue This ever pores beneath â—hat lightly-wingd All Creatures comprehends â—his leaden heel'd but to Corruption tends The Spirit oft against the Flesh doth fight â—nd some-times vanquisht by his Opposite 〈◊〉 carried Captiue with the most Dishonor â—fter his Foe forc't to waite vpon-her â— Till rouz'd again raysed by Thy Grace â—is striving Will recovers wonted place â—ith better Watch brauer Resolution â—o stand it out vntill His Dissolution Surveying then both Heav'n Earth about He bringeth in what he hath seen with-out And marking well th' Effects of natures visible Ascends by those vnto their Cause invisible For but two Organs hath our Soule whereby To finde and knowe th' eternall Maiestie Faith which belieues the sacred Word of GOD And Reason reading all His Works abroad Those Wonders send vs to their Author over Those certain Motions to their certain Mover Then Faith conducts vs where our Reason leaues And what th' Eye sees not That our Faith conceauâ— Faith firm and liuely doth our Soules perswade That Thy high Power of Nothing All hath madâ— Thine ESSENCE is Eternally-Divine The World Beginning had shall haue Fine We must not say Of Nought is formed Nought Although to Man it may be iustly brought Th' eternall Spirit can All of Nought produce And instantly to Nothing All reduce Nor may we ask What th'Euiternall-One That space-lesse Space could finde to doe alone His THREE-ONE-Selfe to know to partake Is Countless more then Thousand Worlds to mâ— A passing Artist is no lesse Compleat Then in Composure in his rare Conceat For in the Knowledge Art's perfection lyes And Works deferrd vaile not the Work-man's Prize The Mind 's not idle though the hand awhile Vse neither Pen Pencil nor Gouge nor File The Mind 's before the Work works with-in Vpon th' Idaea yer the Deed begin Would we not say the World were God indeed â—f from no other it did first proceed â—ternal onely is GOD's proper tearm â—lone preceeding Time exceeding Tearm The World supports not Thee nor Thee supplies â—hou doost Thy-Selfe sustain Thy-Selfe suffise â—nd grosly erres who-euer shall suppose â—hee Infinite within a World to close And as we may not match the Heav'ns Extense â—nto Thy Circle infinite immense â—o more may Wee to Thine Eternal-Age â—ompare the Worlds short brittle Little-Age Before All Time Thou Everlasting-One â—ecreedst in time to make the Sun Moone â—he Worlds few Dayes ill with little comber â—hy sacred Book will teach vs soon to number What Book what Brass what Marble ought can show But of an hundred-thousand yeers ago Had Man been Heer from an eternall Ligne Heer must haue been sure some perpetuall Signe Millions of Millions of Yeares must haue past From th'endlesse Clue of th'eviternal-Vast In all these Years of all that did surviue Of all their Acts could None to Vs arriue Wee heare and often of the Babylonians Medes Persians Grecians Romans Macedonians But Where 's the Nation Whose Renowned Glory Hath liv'd a hundred-thousand years in Story Seek All Greeke Latin Hebrew Authors rounâ— Of All will MOSES be the Senior found Who to His Times in express tearms hath cast Th' age of the World with the Descents that past Now froÌ„ His Daies to Ours what years amounâ— We may with ease with-in few Houres account And adding Both soon by the Total finde Th' age of the WORLD of Our crooked kinâ— Fiue thousand years fiue hundred forty One 1613. This year are past since This vast World began Since all the Heav'ns Fire Water Aire Earth Had by thy WORD their being their Birth Then was the Heau'ns azure Pauilion spred And with Spur-Royalls spangled over
ALMES to Rocks Plants Creatures all that liâ— â—ducing Fire withall whose Force vnseen â—es frankly too his helpfull Heat between ALMES in our Bodies worketh all in all Eyes lend it Light the Hands most liberal â—orious ALMNERS being home to the Head â—needfull Store where-with the VVhole is fed â—e Feet supply it with their meet Support â— each each other as their Parts comport â—e Liuer Nurse of Naturall Faculties 〈◊〉 warms then feeds the Nerues Veins Arteries â—sing the Stomach as His Almes receiue â—e Heat which first his vertue doth conceiue â—e spongie Lungs with gentle Sighes inspire â—e vitall Aier our Little-Worlds require Heart quick and ready with Almes-vowed Vigor â—wes to it selfe against extreamest Rigor â—vtmost Refuge all our liueliest Heat â—uccour Nature when Death seems to threat 〈◊〉 Soule solely diuine Life 's motion brings â—all the Members of This Thing of Things â—ME'S Heir apparant to VVhom supreme Sage â—'ns Alm'ner gaue the Earth for heritage 〈◊〉 hauing free receiv'd so various Store â—hould be frank to th'Needy Naked Poore Be bountious ALMNERS said All Bounties Father Y' are not heer Owners but meer Stewards rather I haue ordain'd you to prouide and care For th' Orphane Poore that vnprouided are If narrow-hearted You shrink-in your hands From th' humble Begger that Your ALMES demandâ— I 'll make Your Goods like water leak away Your Lands a Stranger shall inherit aye Your Gold your God before you be aware Some barbarous Souldiers in your sight shall share Your stately houses stiled by your Names VVarres rage shall ruine or some sodain Flames VVhich I shall kindle in my iust displeasure Against yo r Selues yo r Seed yo r Trust yo r Treasâ— The Merciless with Me shall Mercy miss That Vice alone all Vertues Poyson is Abram Lot Ioseph Iob were ALMNERS all To Strangers kinde to Neighbours liberal By sacred record which renownes them more For this rare Vertue then All else of yore As if with GOD the Author of all Good Their chief perfection in this Function stood Sole Soule of Vertues second Life of all This various vast Orbe which the World we call Calling to record the Rein-searching Eye â—er I protest that in My Pouerty Though these deer Times daign Me so scant a Scope â—at hauing Nothing I can Nothing hope â—ext my Home-charge where Charity begins â—y deepest Sighes saue for my Debts and Sinnes â—se from Compassion and Desire to steed â—ers which Helps which yet my Self I need Succour Others to be like the Sun â—ending Light and Heat to Euery-one â—e to All in some sort necessarie â—or Vertues Meed and not as mercenary â—her to giue then take to lend then borrow Pound to-Night then but a Crowne to-Morrow â— th'Heau'nly Wisedome best it Selfe knowes Why â—h still th' Effect of This Affect deny â—rying Meanes and Matter to express â—ne inward Zeal to ALMES and Thankfulnes â—ch oft breakes-out without a Trompet blow'n â—giue GOD knowes more then I knowe mine Own â—e more my Grief the less my Thought of Merit Thirst of Praise though heer I thus auerr-it â—h'humble Proffer of so Poor a Mite â—bundant Rich to Bounty to incite Vain-glorious ALMNERS are effeminate Affecting Works but to be wondred-at Whose Vertue is meer Vanity indeed And heer receiues their momentary Meed The Meritorious such as ween them so Indebting GOD to Them for what they doe In sted of Heau'n where Humble Soules abide Shall purchase Hell the Portion of their Pride O! Thrice thrice Happy He whose free Desires To Charity a holy feruour fiers VVho only mindes GOD's glory by his Gift And Neighbor's Good without sinister Drift Famine familiar vnto Rogues that range Shall not come neer his Garner nor his Grange His Fields with Corn abundant Crop shall couer His Vines with Grapes his Hedge vvith Roses oâ— His Downs w th Sheep his Daery-grounds with Neâ— His Mounts with Kids his Moores with Oxen greâ— His Groues with Droues increasing night and day His Hills with Heards his smiling Meads with Haâ— His Fenns with Fowl his Pills and Pooles with Fâ— His Trees with Fruits with Plenty euery Dish Content and Health the best of Earthly bliss Shall euermore remaine with Him and His â—n Pride nor Enuy neuer shall molest â—r Corsiue Care Foe to Repast and Rest â— th'All-see Eye still carefully respects â—e ALMNER's House and euer it protects â— finally vvhen Iustice endeth All â—et Mercie 's Voice Him to Heauens Kingdom cal â—ut th' Vsurer how-euer heer he thriue Heards and Hoords already dead aliue â— Heat of Loue no Heart to giue a Mite â—ept to gain and gather double by 't â— in That Day to Him a Day of VVoe â—e Holy-One th' All-Knower will not knowe â—me and Confusion shall be-spred him ouer â—ishing the Holes to hide Hills to couer â—nal Fier shall fry his thirsty Veines â—ortal dying in eternal Pains Eyes so nice to look on Lazars Sore â— swim in Sulphury Teares tortur'd the more â—ee aboue in Blisse and Glory rife â—m Ruth-less heer they would not see in life Eares Heer deaf vnto distressed-ones â— there hear Horror of the Damned Grones â— shall the voice of Mercy Him salute â—o in Effect to Needy Mones was mute Millions of Masses cannot him redeem Nor all Church-Treasure euer ransom him From all-Thought-passing Pangs of Wretchednes As End-less Ease-less and Remedy-lesse ALMNES are so vsual in the Eastern parts Where Heav'n Earth Aier improue their Parts That euery Village there in Winters Need Is wont the Flocks of Wyldest Fowles to feed And break the Ice of purpose for their drink When crystall Crusts haue glas'd the Waters brink A Charity of Infidels to Fowles Shaming some Christians towards Christian Soules Rich Anatolia and her happy Coast Th'abbridged Glasse of all the World almost In her huge Cities rather Shieres wall'd-in These hundred yeers hath not a Beggar seen GOD's strict Edict they there obserue so well Forbidding Beggers in His ISRAEL Sith 't is misprision of the Law of Nature Nay impious Pride against our All Creator To suffer Man GOD's Image and our Owne VVhom we may succour to be ouer-thrown To stark for Cold to starue for Food to perish In Penury when we haue power to cherish 〈◊〉 in such Cases where we knowe we can â—ere not to Comfort is to Kill a Man Yet sole the Christian Each a Wolf to other â—dains to look on his Distressed Brother â—d heer in LONDON Coaching swiftly by â—stalking on with Self-suruaying Eye â—strutting out to vye his Purles or Lace â— stepping-in to see some painted Face Fire-new Fashion of a Sleeue or Slop â—o some Tauern or Tobacco Shop â— towards Burn Bull if not Turnbul Street â—to Black-Friers some white Nunnes to meet Doores on Dunghils vnder euery Stall â— pined sick poor naked Christians fall â—ut starue and dye for lack but of the Price â—he least Cross of his last Cast at Dice Of the Tythe but of his Shoo-tyes Cost Of the Spangles from his Garters lost
Of his ietting the Canaries Iigg â—f the puffing of his Perriwig Times O Manners O mad Murderous Vanity Either Sexe of equal Inhumanity â—he hideous Cryes of the Afflicted fright â—sable Horrors of the silent Night So that She pearced with their pitious Case Clothes them with Clowdes and lends them Ease a spâ— The hollow Rocks and hardest Marble Stones Weep when they weep and eccho with their Grones Their Shiuering fits their Feares their Feauers make The Firmament the fixed Poles to shake Yet heer alas th' abundant Riotous Are neuer mov'd much less the Couetous Rich raking Wretch the needy-greedy Chuff Whose Hel like heart can neuer haue enough Who rather grindes then giues and beggers many Yer to a Beggar he affoord a Penny Or penny-worth of All his plentious Store When Bags and Banks and Barns can hold no more O Times O Manners O mad murderous Vanity In Yong and Old of equall Inhumanity But pardon LONDON I haue ouer-slipt I must recant least I be stript and whipt Christ-Church S. Thomas Bartholmew My Freâ— Bride-well and Bedlam better Thee commend Besides a many of peculiar Charges Of Companies and more of Priuat Largess And aboue All that black Swan SVTTON 's Nâ— From One alone almost worth All the rest â—t new Zaccheus who restored free â—ld Charter-house to better CHARITIE â— not These ALMES Are not These Monuments â—ious Zeal of kind Beneficence â—ant they are Giue GOD and Men their due â—reuerend Green-Staues what 's All This to You â—less as Romists by implicit Creed â— hope for Heav'n by Right of others Deed â—well with glory of your Elders Good â—self-Ignobles boast their Fathers Blood These few dead heer a few Hundreds cherish â—uing You let many Thousands perish â—ant perhaps not of your Gift but Gain â—ch some perhaps from others Gifts restrain â—h if time serue when they can hold no more â— will perhaps the tenth-tenth-part restore â— they are dead to build a Front for Fiue â—ose fiue Hundred they haue staru'd aliue â—imes O Manners O mad Murderous Vanity â—ery Sort of equal Inhumanity â—thiops and Turks against Our Rich shall rise â— can behold with vnrelenting Eyes â—e Aged Sick Soules gasping out their last â—ttle moued and no more agast Then is the Hunts-man when a Deer at Bay Doubles in vain and windes to get away During th' old Golden happy harmless Age When Saturn ruled without Sathan's Rage When Reason sate as Iudge on euery Throne When Iustice shar'd iustly to Each his owne When Innocence was Cities Citadel Whem Charity sole swayd the Common-weal Then had the Heav'ns nothing but ALMES for Eâ— Then had the Earth which now the Heav'ns defie No other Heav'n then th' only Mantle faire Of ALMES bestow'd by Water Earth and Aire And Fier withall from whose fel Nature ALMâ— Extracts the Fierceness and the Fury calmes ALMES was the Word th'All-perfect Artist said When out of ALMES He bade A Heav'n be madâ— A fruitfull Earth a Lightful heatful Fier A Sighful Aier though Soule-les to respire A moistful Water wauing Changefully A World in brief full of all Quality So that in fine of All This All Theatre ALMES is the Forme ALMES is the primer Mâ— So necessary for Our Liuely-hood That after GOD it is Man's Souerain-Good â—artha's and Marie's ALMES in Bounty rife â—or'd their Brother to a second Life â—who so free the Fire-Coacht Prophet fed â—nd happy Guerdon for her Darling dead Faithful ALMES wingd with his feruent Prayer â—rought the Breath of her Death-seized Heir â—LMES is the Glew of Frendships permanence â—of all Vertues th' only Quintessence â—inst Heav'ns Anger 't is an Anchor sure â—inst Earth's Rage a Rampire to endure â—ck of Honor against Slanders Armes â—ield of safety against hurtfull Charms â—or on the Man where pious Pitty dwels â—ice can nothing with Thessalian Spels â— Traitor 's Poignard nor his Powder-Wit â— cunning mixture of a Murderous Bit â— secret Wyles of cheating Hypocrites â— priuie Thieues nor proud Monopolites â— ought nor All that Mischief can reuolue â—are the Heauens or Nature to dissolue â—LMS calms the Winds giues them gentle breth â— War of Waues it quickly quieteth â—â— Shoals and Shelues from where the Siren sings â— ALMNER's Ship it swift and safely brings When need requires it Oares and Sailes supplies And past the Pole another Pole espies To steer his Course if what his heart doth vow Abroad at home his loyall hand allow In liberal ALMES vnto the Needy sort At his Return into his wished Port. The Golden Table that Great Pompey pilld From Salem serv'd as sacred Vengeance willd For Sword to Caesar GOD so ielous is Though Nought He needs of what is vowed Hiâ— Th' High Threasorer of ASIA's impious Rapt VVithin the Temple was with Horror wrapt And but th'High-Priest by Praier succoured The Sacrilegious had there perished So may they speed or worse then so that spoile GOD 's liuing TEMPLFS by or Gripe or Guile That from their Pastor or their PRINCE detain The Tithe or Tribute sacred Lawes ordain That from the Poor their ancient Rights conceal Or in their new with Them vniustly deal That haue by secret sacrilegious Theft Robd Church or State or holy Almes bereft O! may they once as high as Haman mount And from Mount Faulcon giue a sad Accompt â—all the Wrongs as Conscience them conuinces â—ne to their GOD their Country Peers and Princes â—ile Great-ones blinded or as loth to spy â— oft their Fingers in the Golden Pye â— priuate Profit or peculiar Pleasure â—glecting Poore Publik's and Princes Threasure â—imes O Manners Most to be deploi'd â— sodain mend them or soon end them Lord. â—or if poor France fal in an All-Consumption Death's sad Crisis will be This Presumption Priuat Lucre without publike Care â—ile Each Self-seruing winks at Others Share â—OD for his Mercy grant My Feares be vaine â—rid me soon out of the Care-full Pain â—fer daily while so few I see â—m This Corruption's foule Contagion free â— would I had his bred in humblest Thatch â—re of the loigns of one that Sprats doth catch â—oor in Wit as not of power to knowe â—impious Trains that Empires ouer-throwe â—appily more dull of head and heart â—â—ould I feel vn-feeling France's Smart â— sayes her Self by Selfs Disloyalties â—ng no Foe but her Owne Avarice With Pride her Partner and Impunity Their strong Abbettor Which Triumviri Is able sole and soon to ruinate And raze the Glory of the greatest State Or bury 't quick i' th Tombe of careless Princes That wink or shrink vnder their Insolences Robbing them Selues of th' Honor and Renoune Which Heav'ns entail vnto a happy Croune But if I can be willing not to dye 'T is out of hope to see the Company Of Sacrilegious roundly go-to-pot Expos'd in publike to some shamefull Lot VVhen our Great Hercules All monsters Dread Shall haue cut-off the Golden Hydra's head For an eternal Trophey of his Glory And Argument of an Immortal Story But now return we to
hear but blustring Gales â—ome see but Buds when som supply their Granges Each-where the Sun thus Seasons conter-changes When heer there springs both leaf grass together â—s-where the Meads do hang their heads wither So in their turns so in their times he measures His Gifts to all and all partake his Treasures In brief each change of short long Day Night Of Seasons Times Turns returns of Light Which in a whole Yeer everie-where he formes That in the whole World daily He performs So that drad Lord were not Thy sacred Lore Man aboue All would likely Him adore Aâ— some haue don but Supreme Reason showes That all His Glorie vnto Thine hee owes Things finite haue Beginning Beginner Things mov'd a Mover as the wheele the Spinner â—ects their Cause final and formallie â—der then Time Nature or Facultie Even THEE the Cause of Causes Sourse of All First and Last Moover Prime and Principall Infallible involuble insensible All Selfe-comprising else incomprehensible Immense Immortall absolute Infinitie Omnipotent Omniscient DIVINITIE Euen THEE in Whom only begins all Good And all returns into Thy bound-lesse Flood By Order then of thy Decrees divine Th' hast set the Sun o're All the World to shine And as the Subiects lightly suit their King With His faire Light t'enlighten every thing His goodly Face th'vngodly ever fly Seeking for Night's black horrid Canapie To cover Theft Rape Incest Murder too And all foule Sinnes which in the Dark they doo By Him Wee see Thy Works in their Proprietie Discerne their Beauties learn their vast varietie Where without Him the World would all return To th' old first CHAOS or in Blindnes mourn By Him We calculate our Grandsires Dates Th' Increase of Kingdoms Decay of States By Him Thou measur'st Lord to Vs Ours Years Ages Seasons Months Daies Minuts Hoâ— All Wits admire th'immense and wondrous way His great bright Body circuits euery Day The more his Orbe is from the Centre far The longer Daily his great Iournies are Besides his Daily Course his Coursers driue One of three hundred threescore Daies and fiue Fiue Houres three-quarters of which Ouer-plus In euery fourth Year growes a Day with vs. Yet whoso would the Yeer exactly rate In fiue-score-fiue Years must one Leap abate And in threescore for th' Error ready past Should no Bissextile in our Books be plac't But though Wee erre Hee neuer errs at all Nor since Thou didst Him in his State install Hath Hee misst Moment of the Task he ought Though he haue seen Men faile and fall so oft Aboue all Creatures Hee retains of Thee Some-thing conform to Thine Eternitie For though Hee see our hourely Changes heer His Light and Beauty still the same appear How many Changes hath Hee seen on Earth Kings Kingdoms States their Burial their Birth Rising and Falling of triumphant Races Raising and razing of renowned Places How often hath He seen Empres reverst Rich Cities sackt Rare Common-weals disperst Fields turnd to Flouds Seas returnd to Sands While stedfast He between his Tropiks stands Him iust betwixt Six Wanderers hast thou plac't Which prance about Him with vnequall hast All which without Him could no Light reflect As is apparant by the Moones Defect By His Aspect her Own shee daily makes She Wax-less Waen-less doth both waen wax And though to Vs Shee seem a Semi-Ray Her Full round Face doth neuer fall away By His faire Beames as well by Day as Night The full whole Half of Her thick Orb is bright And as She drawes neer or far off from Him So more or lesse Our Halfe is cleer or dim Her vpper Halfe is full in her Coition Her lower Halfe is in her Opposition Her other Quarters other Formes expresse And vp or down-ward shewe Her more or lesse When We see little then the Heav'ns haue store When Heav'ns see little then haue We thee more Neerer the Sun the lesse Shee seems in sight Turning her Horn still to her Opposite At Even Increasing She the Sun succeeds At Morn Decreasing She his Car preceeds So that each Month the Sun environs Her On every side His Splendor to confer Her siluer Light then onely faileth her When th' Earth's between Them in Diameter Which Masks her Beauty with a sable Clowd From Sight of Him her Brother Golden-browd Good Lord what changes dost Thou worke by These Varieties in Aire in Earth Seas Faire or foule Weather Wind or Wet or Thunder To dry or drip or coole or warm Heer-vnder If Shee but smile the fourth day 't will be faire If then She blush we shall haue blustring aire If then her browes be muffled with a Frowne Most of that Month shall sad Tears trickle downe Thus doth the Vigor of the Signes superiour Rule in the Vertues of these things inferiour But All are governd by Thy souerain Might O! happy He who vnderstands it right Thrice happy Hee who sees Thee every-where In Heauen Earth in Water Fire and Aire Who due admiring Thy wise Works of Yore Thee aboue All Thee onely doth adore Who knows Thee so so needs must loue Thee too And with his Will Thy sacred Will would doo Still lifts his Eyes to Heav'n-ward to contemple The stately Wonders of Thy starry Temple Admires the set measur'd Dance of Thine All-clasping Palace azure-crystalline Rare-rich-imbost with glittering studs of Gold And more admires the more hee doth behold 'T's a wondrous thing to see That mighty Mound Hindge-less Ax-less turn so swiftly round And th'heauie Earth propless thogh downward tending Selfe-counter-poiz'd mid the soft Aire suspending On th'ample Surface of whose massie Ball Men round about doe trample over-all Foot against Foot though still ô strange Effect Their Faces all be towards Heav'n erect Those dwelling vnder th' Equinoctiall they Haue all the Year long equal Night and Day Those neer the Tropiks haue them more vn-euen The more the more that they are Nor-ward driuen But Those whose Tents to either Pole are neer Haue but One Night One Day in a yeer Yet All well compast by due ruled Rite Neither then other hath more Darke or Light Thus haue thy Works ô All-Disposing Deitie Some-what conforme for all their great varietie Which Harmony amid so diverse things In All aloud Thy wondrous Wisedom rings But specially wee wonder at the Place Which heer thou hast bestow'd on Adams race To see our selues set on so Round a Ball So firmly hangd iust in the midst of All. For This our Globe hangs Prop-less in the Aire Yet but thy Selfe can nothing shake or sway-her No roaring Storm nor rumbling violence Can moue the Centre 's sad Circumference Which who-so should oppose in Disputation Might be convinc't by easie Demonstration So evident from Sense and Reason erre Who think the Heav'ns stand the Earth doth stir The Parts Whole of same-kind bodies haue Same or like Motions be they light or graue Vp-ward or down-ward round or overthwart Needs must the
permit not So to say â—ill be Said and Sworne another-Day â—en swelling Clowds that dare Eclipse our Sun 〈◊〉 by His Rayes dispersed be vndone â—HE Him-selfe in his Own splendor shine As our IVST-MASTER learned diuine â—nd if that euer for the Time to come â—e haue bin Hope of like in CHRISTENDOM â—e was a Prince and is a Prince with GOD â—e Name is deer and deer the Dust he trod Whose Memory My Teares must euer mix On Whom all Eyes in Whom all Hearts did fix Whose Vertues Haruest ripened in his Spring HENRY was made a Saint before a King Leauing his Brother where His Best re-flowres Sole Heire apparant to His Hopes and Ours And if yet vnder Heav'ns gilt-azure Cope There now remaine Another liuing Hope Of new S t. LEWIS or His like again For godly goodly gracious glorious Raign With Blesse to BRITAN and the Sacred Flock Not built on Peter's ROME but Peter's Rock This This is Hee My Patrone and my Prince PANARETVS Whose Pupil-Excellence Boads in his Age to make This Poëm seem No Poëm but a Prophecie of HIM For neuer was there Sonne more like to Sire In face or grace or Ought that Wee admire Then is Our CHARLES in his yong Vertues Spriâ— Like th' happy Non-Age of that Holy King Like his Owne Father like his Onely Brother So as Hee seems rather The same then Other For Gracious Gifts Natiue Goodnes tilld By like graue Tutors in their Function skilld O Thou All-Giuer Fountaine of all Good â—ure daily downe vpon This Hopefull Bud 〈◊〉 Deawes of Grace shine on it from aboue 〈◊〉 mildest Rayes of Mercie and of Loue â—sted of Suckers send it Succours still 〈◊〉 feed the Root that That the rest may fill â—th liuely Verdure of a fruitfull Sap â—oad with Plentie euery Vertuous Lap â—athe on it Blessings leaue no Weed with-out 〈◊〉 Worm with-in it hedge it round-about â—m Boares and Beasts domesticall Stranger 〈◊〉 Wylde Wylie Where least Dread most Danger â—t it may kindly spring and timely spred â—ulk and Branch with leaues that neuer shed â—er whose Shade mine Aged Muse may warble â—e Monument out-lasting Brasse Marble â—wan-like notes to My Mecoenas Honor â—en Hee bestowes some Nest of Rest vpon-her â—or may my Vowes ingratefully forget Other Branch in Other Soile new-set â—se tender Leaues shaken with Sighs of Ours â—ed of Tears haue dropped Siluer showers â—ole My Thirst my Cares to cure or calm 〈◊〉 timely Vse of Bounties princely Balm O Sea of Bounties neuer-dryed Source So water it with Thy rich Fauours Course That Happy thriuing by her PALATINE The Royall Issue of Their Rosie-Vine From Rhine and Ister may to Tiber spred And ouer-topping ROMES vsurping Head From Bramble Kings recouer CEASARS Seat With greater Sway theÌ„ CONSTANTINE the Greâ— Great Arbitrer whose Counsails none can sound Who canst all Thrones confirm and all confound Conferring Kingdoms and transferring them How When Where Thou wilt from Stem to Stem Establish Lord in Royall IAMES his Race These Kingdoms Geatnes Thy Kingdoms Grace Prosper our DAVID bless his SALOMON That after Them vpon GREAT-BRITAN's Thâ—â— Maugre Hells malice the Rage of ROME Their roaring Bulls their Charms their Arms to-comâ— Their Powder Plots their Pistols Poysons Kniues And All their Iesuites murdrous Art contriues Their Seed may sit and neuer Other hand Then STVARTS sway the Sceptre of This Land Wise Great Good STVARTS that may shine as câ— As This S t. LEWIS both in Heav'n Heer AMEN A â—YMN of ALMS OR THE BEGGERS BELL heard from beyond THE CHARTER-HOVSE To ring All-in To The Temple of CHARITIE In an Eccho Iterated Consecrated To The right-right Reuerend Double-Honorable Father GEORGE ABBOT L. Arch-Bishop of Canterbury c. By IOSVAH SYLVESTER TO My Lord of Canterbury His Grace MY Wit weak Orphan weaned too-too-yong FroÌ„ PALLAS Brest too-too-Truant-bred Not as too wanton but too wanting led â—om Arts to Marts and Miseries among â—else perhaps besides du BARTAS sung â—me natiue Strains the grauest might haue read â—nd to your Grace now grately tendered â—me fitter Sound then This rude Bell hath rung â—sith it tends to drown th'Heavn-reaching Cry 〈◊〉 Blood heer shed by Luxe and Auarice â—d to awake the World to CHARITIE â—reof Your Life so liuely Pattern is â—opitious pardon mine officious Zeal This lowd Eccho of a lowder Peal Your Graces most bounden humble Bead-man IOSVAH SYLVESTER AD Eundem Praesulem praeoptimum EPIGRAMMA Ex lat I. O. 1611. â—…ane Oxford's Head Soone Winton's Dean Thou wert â—…one Litchfield had thee Her Diocesan â—…e London had thee Hers by Thy Desert â—…e England ioyes Thee Metropolitan â—…e by the King call'd to His Counsailes High â—hat shall I wish thee late but late to die Eiusdem Amplissimi ANAGRAMMA Duplex Georgius Abbot Gregis Tuba böo Subitò gregabo AD Reuerendissimum Dominum â—piscopum Londinensem EPIGRAMMA Ex lat I. O. 1611. â—e learned KING the learnedst King elected â—reat LONDON's Pastor which Thee glad-expected â—s are wont that hunt for such Reward â—it Art sue in the SEE's Vacation KING the King th'Arch-Bishop call'd prefard â—itie too Thou hadst thy SEE's Vocation Eiusdem Praeconis disertissimi ANAGRAMMA Iohannes King Oh Igni-Canens A HYMNE of ALMES ALMES holy Gift vouchsafed from aboue Is a sure Pledge and Symbole of that Loue â—ch GOD iust Steward as a Deaw poures-out Earth exposd to empty Aier about â—from this Vnion from this constant League â—n time to time Mankinde doth duely beg â—at the Sun imparts his powers vnto â—uing Creatures and vn-liuing too â—at our Being Begging may we call 〈◊〉 of her Maker Nature borrowes all â—st Vsurers and Churles Vnthankfulnes 〈◊〉 to CHRIST's Members shew them Mercy-less â—e that for GOD but a good Motion hath â—ing his Minde vp to the Milkie Path â—mire there nameless what he cannot knowe â—'eye of Reason where yet shineth though â—un of Righteousnes as th'vsuall Sun â—ugh Crannies shines into a Dungeon He He I say that hath but Nature's sense For Faith for Law but natiue Innocence In his simplicity hath alwaies care To practise ALMES ALMES to receiue share So common 't is with sociable Man To giue and take the mutual ALMES he can Yea in our Cradles yet our Tongues can craue We beg with Cries what we had need to haue The Heav'ns dispensing sacred Influences Predominant in Birth of Poore and Princes Aboundantly with bountious Ouer-plus Poure th' Hebrew 's Manna many waies on Vs To teach that We by sundry Charities Should mildely ease each others Miseries Euen as the Opal in his orient lustre Where various colours of all Stones doe muster Shewes the rare Riches of the Pearly East Almes is The Glass of wel-bred soules and blest Shewing each other Vertue 's sacred Quality In th'Heav'n-allyed Man of Liberality ALMES are the Caement of this round Theatâ— Where in a differing kinde Earth Aier and Water Intend the same thing liberally to giue Their
Least He too-feard thee fainedst a Retreat Seemst loth to fight seemst thy hault Heat to slack And to leap further stepst a little back Thou stopst He flies Thou followst then He stands And now both Sides for Battail range their Bands They seem two Forests euer Chief apart Darrains his Troops with order speed and art The Lightning-flash from swords casks courtilaces With quiu'ring beams beguilds the neighbor grasses As th' Host of Stars which shine aboue so bright Bespangles rich the Mantle of the Night The Souldier now looks sterner then of long Rage in his Eyes fel outrage on his Tongue Iron on his back Steel in his hand and fell Erynnis makes in YVRY Fields her Hell There 's nothing heard but Drums Fifes Trumpets noise But sharp-shril neighs but dreadful Tempests voice Terror and Horror ouer all are spred Horror 's there louely and there sweet is Dread Already fight they with their voice and gest Already Horsemen couch their staues in rest Much like a Lion meeting hand to hand Some sauage Bull vpon the Desert sand Th' one with wide nostrills foming wrathfull heat With lowd proud bellowes with a thundrous threat Defies his Foe tosses his head on high Wounds with his hooues the Earth with horns the sky Th' other as furious from as fiery Throat Roaring replyes him with more hideous note Vnder his horrid Front in ghastly-wise He roules the Brands of his fierce-flashing Eyes Rearing his Crest he rears his courage stout And whets his Rage whisking his train about The Canon's prim'd discharg'd hand-strokes begin Friends fellows neighbors brothers cosins kin Lose all respects saue onely where they may Deep deadly Wounds worthy their Rage repay But North-west winde vnder the weeping Kid Neuer so thick his volleys racqueted Of bounding Balls of Ice-pearl slippery shining On those high Hills my Gascony confining As heer raine Bodies heer haile lumps of Lead Making a flood of Blood a mount of Dead Torn Limbs tost TruÌ„cheons Shiuers Fire Smoak As with thick clowds both Armies round be-cloak Th' Earth quakes for fear the Aire recoileth quick And Pluto's selfe seems to looke pale and sick This Side advances now and now retreats That lost but now and now the better gets For yet IOVES issue Victorie begert With Sword by-side Trump behind athwart Her head with crowns her hands w th sceptres fraught Her costly Robe with many Conquests vvrought Nourisht with Palms figur'd with Townes about â—mbost with Ensignes with Assaults set-out â—lyes to and fro from Camp to Camp she plies â—nd in her hand she leads triumphant-wise â—weet-rapting Glorie full of cheerfull grace â—o either Side shewing her louely Face O Sons of Mars which which of you this day â—â—s worthy Spouse shall bear for Bride away â—his Beautious Loue Who by her side shall lie Who of her Kiss the balmie Blisse shall trie â—hrice happy Hee Him shall the Kings adore â—im shall the Nobles humbly bow before â—im shall the Vulgar as a Sea it were â—ollow and flock about and euery-where â—is famous Face shall set-aworke the chiefe â—f Pensills Grauers Chisels Moulds in briefe â—e shall be Summe of an admired Storie â—nd euery Age shall celebrate his glory His high renowne shall onely bounded bee With the World's bounds and with Eternitie Thus hauing said into their brests she blew No common Heat but Fits of Furie new Heer Number winns there Courage there Art And yet Good-fortune falls to Either part As when the spightful sullen Earth hath meant War with the Flouds war with the Firmament Sh'incites inflames sets-on in new-found Duel Iâ—e-bearded Boreas Storm-armd Auster cruel Floods float vncertain the Clowds do varie Whither it pleases Either Blast to carie Till th' one at last the other conquering Become Ayer 's Tyrant the Water's King But lo My Liege ô Courage there he comes What ray of Honor round about him loomes O! what new Beams from his bright eyes do glance O Princely Port Presagefull Countenance Of Hap at hand Hee doth not nicely prank In clinquant Pomp as some of meanest Rank But arm'd in Steel that bright abilliment Is his rich Valours sole rich Ornament Steel was his Cradle vnder Steel he dight His Chin with Doune in Steel begins it white And yet by Steel he conquers brauely-bold Towns cities states crowns sceptres goods gold Yet void of Mark He doth not hide him quight Amid the Throng a Plume dread-dancing light â—eclowds his Cask like a Willow showes Which prun'd belowe close by a Riuer growes And hath no sooner Heav'ns calm fauour lost But instantly his Tops green Tuffe is â—ost Now vp now down waues as please the Wind Now to now fro now forward now behind Thus to be known Invincible by Force He with six hundred charg'd six thousand Horse The first that felt his arm and Fauchin keen Was blindly-bold a Warrior that did ween Himselfe as stout as strong as strong as great And daring so ' vndaunted HENRY met Who offers prest his Pistol in his Face Which would not off although it fierd a space Whence som-what mou'd with angry voice q'd hee Hence guileful Arms the glittering Sword for Me And drawes withall then nimbly tossing light The flashing Horror of his Fauchin bright Like an Autumnall ruddy-streaming Star Presaging Famine Pestilence and War Copes with his Foe th'Assailant he assaults And resolute obserues his Arms defaults At last betwixt his Brest-plate his Bases Seeks for his Soule there findes thence it chases Go happy Soule go tell the newes beneath How thou weâ—t honord to haue had thy death By th' onely hand of th' Hercules of FRANCE Th'invincible for such a Death perchance Shall more extoll thy famous Memorie Then to haue wonne some other Victorie Say heere reviues a MARTEL Foes to maule And that ORLANDO rules againe in Gaule But Thou go'st not alone this deadly Fray Thou but beginn'st as Prologue of his Play He deales about as many Deaths as Blowes Hee hacks heaws hurts all all hee ouerthrowes Swifter then Wind or Cannon-shot or Thunder Trees towns towers turns vp beats down brings vnder One place 1. push 1. deed 1. death 1. wound Cannot suffice nor his braue Fury bound He layes on All and fiery-fierce and stout A hundred waies cross-carues the Field about All fall in fine but fall not all alike Some did he thrill some thwart some downe-right strike â—t as a Lion in Numidian Field â—ing awhile on trembling Heards that yield â—he heare a Beares noise neere about â—ing his Eares Crest he roareth-out â—es Lambs Kids Kine glad he incountred hath Obiect worthier of his noble Wrath â—match-less Prince discrying Duke De Mayne â—eâ— vulgar blood and speeds to Him amain â—ough thickest troops of stoutest men at-arms â—ough horse foot through shot pikes Ensignes Arms â—â—tâ—rs Him on Him his load he layes â—round about on euery side assayes â—eâ— his Arms to seek in euery part â— heart which onely gaue the Leaguers hart â—t