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A43038 Divine meditations upon some of the virtuous, and vitious women, in the Scriptures wherein, as in a glass, every one may see their own faces; whether fair, or foul; deformed, or comely. A work worthy their spare-hours; which, by the grace of God, may work an holy emulation in many, either to equal, or out-vie their sex in virtue. By William Harvey, minister of the Word of God. Harvey, William, minister of the Word. 1661 (1661) Wing H1092B; ESTC R216453 24,926 90

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me in mind of that Maxime in Philosophie (a) Nul simile est idem No like is the same Let us come to particulars And it fell on a day that Elisha passed to Shunem where was a Great Woman and she comp●lled him to eat bread I must stop at this middle point Compelled him said I Is there such an one living It 's a rare Bird upon Earth then somewhat like a black Swan 'T is well now adays if Importunity gets any thing Were the Prophet living now he would hardly finde the like entertainment He might implore the Charity of some Females who are called Christans too but Ironice untill his heart aked and with them (b) 1 King xviii 26 27. Cry aloud from Morning till Noon and from Noon till Night and yet have no voice nor any to answer nor any that regarded The Prophets fare worse then any in our late Times of Reformation or rather Deformation they with the weakest ever went to the Wall unless some confiding Boys with their Shel● upon them who should have gone to Jericho till their Beards had grown Or Such old Peny-Fathers those excellent Tex●uaries and Boanerges who could baul loudest Curse ye Meroz These indeed were fed at Jezebel's Talbe No Muzzel-man among the Turks in higher esteem The poor Elishas as if they had the Curse of Elie's Posterity were fain to crouch for a piece of Silver and a Morsel of Bread So sad was their Condition and so deplorable But my Shunammite thou Sanctified Woman and Glory of thy Sex thou hadst a better Spirit to the Shame of future Ages and to kindle an holy zeal of Emulation in nobler Souls Yet this is but positive all the while She ascends a degree higher And so it was as oft as he passed by he turned in thither to eat bread She was not weary of welldoing but like the Sun rejoyed to Run her course She was none of those that give a bit and a knock and she Scorned to return that Common and penurious Objection You were here once before Grace is Communicative and like the Widon's Oil never stops so long as there is a vessel more to receive it Perseverance in Goodness makes a Christian compleat You did run well who did hinder you Gal. v. 7. Many for a Spirt run Swiftly their Setting cut is Violent but that 's not perpetual like Jades they are soon tired the Chariot-wheels of their Devotion are taken off that at last they drive heavily One jeeringly said to Hannibal Hannibal (c) Vincere scis Hannibal uti Victoria nescis to get the Victory thou know'st full well But after how to use 't thou can'st not tell To begin in the Spirit and to end in the Flesh is to no purpose we lose both our Oil and Toyl Not to go forward is to go backward The Exit proves all our actions and Crowns the Play To make her Superlative and I have done Let us make a little Chamber I pray thee on the Wall and let us set for him there a Bed and a Table and a Stool and a Candle-stick and it shall be when he cometh to us that he shall turn in thither I should scarce have given Credit to it had it not been Recorded in Sacred Writ And I awake yet or in a dream I can but admire yet at this Arabian Bird when I compare her with the Scornfull Dames of this Age. A Dancing-Master or a Fidler hath free Ingress Egress and Regress when the poor man of God must stand without and blow his fingers for he hath no pottage to cool Out come the servants this Gill and that Flurt Cerberus the Porter whose Fathers they would sometime have scorned to set with the dogs of their stock as holy Job once said in his agony Job xxx I. and they look on them as sowr as a Carb The Prophets have not a word to say being first seen by the Basilisks and stand dumb as Planet-struck Democritus Juniour saw how it was with the Ministers in his time when he brake out in these words Dat Galenus (a) Burton in his Preface before his Melancholy opes dat Justinianus honores Sed Genus Species Cogiturire pedes The rich Physician honoured Lawyer Rides Whil'st the poor Scholler foots it by their Sides But for the Scum of the World the Riff-raff every base Mechanick Trencher-waiter to affront and scorn the Ambassadours of the most High is a Sin transcendent a Shame to Religion and an hissing to the whole earth Pardon me you more Noble Wights and forgive me this wrong Some of you have taken in the poor wandring Levite and with Obadiah have fed the Lord's Prophets with Bread and Water Samaritan like you have poured oil into the deep wounds of many that have been half-dead in misery ready to breath out their last You have given drink unto them that were ready to perish and wine unto those that were of heavy hearts that they might drink and forget their poverty and remember their misery no more Prov. xxxi 6 7. This you did to your Perpetual praise and let his Right-hand forget his Cunning that proves ingrate Here was some Intermission of Sorrow a time of breathing had not that wild goard marr'd the pottage that they could eat no more of it Let them ever be an hissing a by-word and a Proverb to all after-ages that were the first breakers of this peace who Resolved upon the Question That no suffering Minister in the cause of God and his King should have House or Home or where to lay his head You Pretenders of Reformation you wicked Hamans and Sons of Ammeda●ha you Cannibals and blood-sucking Horse-leaches the pit which ye have digg'd for others you may chance fall into your selves Look to in for as sure as the Lord liveth the same measure will be measured to you again if you repent not There is a God that sits in heaven shall laugh you to Scorn and have you in derision But this by way of digression To our subject God who will not let a Cup of Cold water pass unrewarded returns a blessing equivalent For her charity he fructifies her womb and gives her a Son Never was Bread yet cast upon the waters but in due time it was found again He that giveth to the poor lendeth unto the Lord and he will repay it The Sea supplies all Rivers and yet is full the Sun affords Light and Heat to all Sublunaries without Substraction One Candle lights many and no diminution So Charity though thought prodigal is a full Sea a transparent Sur and a Candle notextinguish'd Meditaion on Bath-sheba FAir Venus had a Mole the Sun sometime is Eclips'd the Moon in her Wane and thou Bath-sheba though otherwise vertuous hadst thy failings I would willingly go backward and cover thy nakedness should I not be thought partial Yet I will not blaze thee to thy shame but as a Mercurie's finger set thee up to direct all Travailers the