not Pagan Rome must Babylon be From Babylonish garments are you free Where Rome is Babylon all your Orders hence They 're Antichristian in a Brownists sense Rare art to tie truth fast twist ropes of sand Which every aire of Fancy may disband If Christs Coaâ—… no Seam Church cann't Schism admit Ah then consider how your Knot you knit From what they hate none think too far they run On rocks of errour fail while shelfs they shun The Presâ—…yter CAlvin and Viret rare men calculate Religion to their Purses and a State Churches like Dens of Theeves inrich'd by stealth A rare Utopia Plato's Commonwealth And Scotia which from darkness takes her name Doth by her nature now improve the same The aëry Presbyter tun'd to Geneva Jig Th' Scotch Bagpipe is with wind not wisdome big Of Reformation all th' arch botchers read Truths garment botcher-like for Hell they shread Peruse each Town when you each Priest have tride You 'll finde they People well as Texts divide Hotch-potch made up 'twixt Iews and Turks Cry destiny are Abr'hams sons without his works He 's by Election one who it believes Sure God loves fruit and not Hypocrisi's leaves Oh may you sons be doing Gods commands With Iacobs voice have no more Esau's hands These Iews the light they boast of Lord reveal May it shine out more then in Glow-worm zeal The suffering Martyrs in th' Apocalyps now These two were Bishops Can you them allow Or did you know that Elders Bishops were The names of th' Beast should now your forehead bear These were the grapes these Foxes could not reach Which made them cal them sowre against them preach The Elders and Susanna surely be No less then of Presbytery prophecy God's Church a garden Word 's a spring therein Susanna soul which there is wash d from sin Lust in the garden there doth Elders place The soul would ravish and Gods stamp efface VVhile Cit and Priest folly and knavery twine And a Scotch Primer must a shop book line Because deceit and lying is their trade Think nothing can be truth that ages said Nothing believe but what 's ith'stories writ Of their own folly squares to Cock-brain'd wit The Priest from 's nest unplum'd and callow hops Not learn'd above the gibrish of the shops Both serve sev'n year and both with same intent That they false ware in darker shops may vent Having defil'd his nest unfledg'd chirps here Op'ning his sparrow mouth from ear to ear Hence all Religion is in mouth or ear 'T is not Religion to do good but hear Yet see the wondrous fruit of 't though they teach None to act good they have learn'd all to preach Resume thy black garb wretch it may be fit To mourn your losâ—…e of Tithes and losse of wit Canonical Belt sure wisdome to you ty'd Ungirt unblest VVisdome and Fortune slide Prophanum vulgus The People TH' Rabble's an echo made 'twixt Knave and Fool To work his ends the politicians tool VVhile he the Devils quilted Anvile is On which he frames all that we finde amiss Divide and Rule these Foxes heads divide Best for Combustion by the tails they 're ti'de VVhile th' routs a number there will errours be From God recession who is Unity VVho from the first simplicities teach them swerve Give them but bread of life to make them starve Most Nature call what Custome is of sin Vertue not Vice Nature implants within Lest it be done to them to do no ill Love which the Law and Gospel doth fulfil VVe leave the things and about names make strife Nature exalted is a Christians life But oh from th' silver forge Diana comes Religious forms are stamp'd to Coin new sums Minted by passion profit seduc'd zeal All must be damn'd deny what they reveal Yet sure when Justice up her scales doth hold For the forms sake these take no lighter gold Lord let us strive thy Image for to bear The gold can ne're be light thy Image there From th' dross of sin it must refined be Nor light with lusts can we take form from thee On servile Will irrespective Election and Reprobation AByss of brightness to whom light 's a skreen VVho by not being visible best art seen Time is no time if relative to thee Ev'n an eyes twinkling's all Eternity Can he with whom all 's present pre-ordain Or what place for thy prescience can remain Less then a moment did the whole world make To understand it we need six dayes take And the seventh day thy goodness to admire Which in six thousand year we can't acquire Six thousand years are as six dayes to thee And the seventh day eternal Iubilee What stranger stories Lord of thee we tell While we mete Infinite with Reasons ell If that I have no power or a decree Before or Will or Act hath manacl'd me Do this and live God saies who cannot lie If that I cannot do 't he bids me die Can God design a treachery 'gainst Mankinde Give him more light to make him the more blinde Sin is defin'd what 's contrary to Gods will Yet abridge ours and he 's the cause of ill What God doth preordain sure his will is If then the sin be done the sin is his Thus nothing's left us to deliberate But follow th'duct of stars obey out fate When sin 's no longer sin then it is free Who 's guilty or oâ—…dain'd can't 'voided be Sin that is contrary thus they make Gods will God to himself make contrary by ill Hath God two Wills one secret one reveal'd Good in appearaâ—…ce is he ill conceal'd Yet these who made God but in outside good Themselves for more then beasts ne're understood They rational faculties do deny of th' Soul Who Will and Understanding do controul If that we act not freely where 's our will How understand we if we can't fly ill Like Horie and Mule we 're held in with a bit Take will and vertues essence gone with it Perswasions terrors laws are thus made vain Where all are bound up in a fatal chain Thus in this age we through excess of light Bring on our selves more then Egyptian night Though God made all sin 's a non entity By making sin thus nothing God they 'd free But oh if nothing why's man damn'd for th' same Damnation sure for nothing never came As from the Turks for fate they take advice They dream like theirs sure carnal Paradice Lord thou whose path's in deep and way's ith'sea If I can't thee contain contain thou me By passing understanding understood Know that thou onely art and onely good Sectaries SEE of phanatique fowlers a fresh shole With baits of Liberty who decoy the Soul Copernicism these by their whimsies prove Where all are giddy how can the Earth not move Schisms weathercocks with every wind turn round That faith 's as light as aire which hath no ground Camelion like with every object change VVhose faith is fancy how can he choose but range Snails of all
fit 'Twixt man and beast there 's now no difference made To th' bestial part since reason man betrai'd Physitians once were Children of the Sun Now night and earth need cover what is done Wise Lacedemon would no quacks endure Themselves intitling unto natures cure A painter convert Leech said Earth may hide The faults I now make th' former were espy'd While Italy did to Adrian complain Under pretence of help their friends were slain The Pope reply'd the Land would be too great These you devour least you your selves might eat Thus cruelty passing uncontroll'd by Law Leeches by purse and veins the heart blood draw Yet all Egyptian-like to Crocodiles pay Devotion for requital do them slay On Noah Big's vanity of the Craft of Physick IN Noah Bigs ark truth shall nere be sav'd Since for one truth preserv'd he twenty wav'd While you would physick purge and purges too We need a purge of hellebore for you Like th' mad man living in a Seaport Town Thought all the ships came in the hav'n his own No ship but his at truths port hath arriv'd In waves of error drown'd none else surviv'd Yet while he 's gleaning up Van Helmonts scraps And the Dutch hogs head long since broch'd new taps Had he apprentise to an Alewife been By yest fermenting ale he more had seen The humors to ferment had better shown Then what Van 's stronger phancy brews or 's own Yet 't is no matter though all Sciolists be Knowledg in Physiques occult quality On Noah Biggs BY the spirit more though Chymistry can show Then by 't Enthusiasts of the age do know Though ages dream'd and th' aged dreamers be We that are young men do no Visions see To glean truth see in Harvy Harves here Themselves in him the Colledge pillars rear No more of every wind of phancy sport He gives them truth and gives them reason for 't Yet thou dear Biggs so well of ill hast writ He who can't praise thy truth may praise thy wit On Fontinels WHat though Chymera's all defluxions be That need to have an issues midwifrie He that doth good though he the cause don't know There is no cause why he should lesse it do Corruption from a roweld horse doth flow 'Cause th' Farrier knows not why is it so Who truth immers'd would pluck out of the pit Not onely peeps but doth exantlate it To the first moving vesicle tracts the blood Hath ebbing flowing circling understood Whence our impurities spring knows every mine Not fights 'bout words but can the things define He who shows faults to truth he is no friend But he who showing teaches to amend Had the acute Van-Helmont faults thus shown He had cur'd ours and not have made his own Nor while he proves all issues to be vain Prove onely so the issue of his brain Let 's Scholers all to Patavie be sent Where they for giddy fumes give hogsheads vent On Van Helmont IN luxury of wit there 's more then needs And in the best of Gardens there 's some weeds In Helmonts Paradise there 's of life a tree By fruits of knowledge we may blinded be And while our imperfections we would smother Onely some figleaves take to make a Cover What few do seems to know of what he wilt Superfaetation hath no abort wit 'Bove Galens scurf 'bove him whose scraps might feed Sages yet he a school boys latine need Yet to set th' Kernel off let th' shel be foil If not much labour Theophrast shew'd much oyl But oh while errors troops Van rashly charges Error him Captive takes who truth inlarges On Doctor Harvey VVHat can one pillar onely be thy due The Colledge pillar and truths pillar too Had we Seth's pillar whose sight Ioseph feigns Perusing thine 't would scarce requite our pains Non datur ultra Hercules pillars show Beyond a Hercules labours thou dost go Seav'n headed Hydra error multiply'd Thou need'st no Club thy knife can soon divide Augean filths no work when vy'd with thee Do'st cleanse the Jakes of all antiquitie All truths before thine did like heat-drops fall Vanish'd so soon scarce seen or known at all Thou set'st up sail swim's through the purple flood Which blush'd before 'cause never understood Thou circlest through our Microcosom and we Learn more then th' world our selvs new worlds by thee Knowledge was eaten through with ages rust And the Serpent now would cheat us with his dust Most do an apple phancy knowledge fruit Say but an Harvey we assent unto 't Yet here we knowledge gain withoout a death Death onely opens us a way to breath Enabled by the cunning of his knife He Cherubin like doth guard the tree of life Above the milky way in glory shine Lend humane nature lustre more divine Those lesser stars a Peckquet Bartholine Lose all their glory when by 't vy'd with thine They babes in Physick by thy milk may please Thou open'st veins for cure of truths disease Art natures midwife stripst her Callow brood And new attirest to inrich our blood VVhat need we pillars unto Harvey raise VVho rears himself a Pyramid of praise To issue wanting Absaloms Pillars rear Each generation will give him an heir VVhile drops of blood can channel in a vein Truth 's bloody victory will him trophies gain On Dr. George Ent. PErfum'd with spices when our Phoenix dies May'st from his ashes glorious arise Thy name speaks being betterd by thy art Non ents in knowledge may thy skill impart 'Bove aged Dons whose bushes figure time Yet beaâ—…ded Meteors all their lights from shine From lesser starrs we do expect no light Nor Comets from the dregs of phancies bright Of truths succession maist thou Herald be Proclaim her warres her rights and pedigree VVhile we our Williams Conquest do proclaim Not Conqueror of a Land but whole worlds name Intitled to it by each drop of blood VVhich posting round proclaims his title good From th' Tyranny of ignorance them freed VVhile his dissecting hand made errors bleed Great Harvy's second teeming Natures friend To nature and her Midwife thy hand lend Open thou natures books and teach them read Can onely open veins to make truth bleed Lash whimp'ring folly answ'ring at thy lash VVhip her untiâ—… she gigs out all her trash Beat all the Hectors rise it h'whores defence Till prejudice is Captive led by sense Thou nothing dost if all dost not outdo High treason against nature 't is in you If from a Sun in Knowledge no light be Nature must suffer by non Entitie Lesse then perfection by thy name 's not ment 'T is onely sinful folly's a non Ent. On Doctor Brown His Religio Medici and vulgar errors REligio Medici though th' word Atheism call The would shows none and the Physitian all More zeal and charity Brown in twelve sheets shows Then twelve past ages writ or th' present knows What Paracelsus brag'd of doth disclose He 'twixt the Pope and Luther might compose Though gut-inspired zelots bark at him He hath more knowledge then their Sanedrim Or the Scotch pedant a worm in every book To
While such a lark mounts up with ease and sings Who desires little he thinks little much Such as desires are ev'n our Riches such What dead thou canst enjoy alive despise Who sets his heart on others goods not wise For this ah this Princes chang'd Crowns for Cells He 's Crown'd with joy with whom contentment dwels The pleasures of the VVorld VVIse mens desires which of their souls are sayles Should steer to Heavâ—…n while sighs send thifher gales And down on appetites like to fishes look Which run at rotten worms which hide a hook Begot of sense which like abortives die With shame and grief season satietie Dreams which disturbance have not rest of sleep Various as Children sporting at Bo-peep Of Sysiphus stone or an Ixions wheel What Poets phancy here we true may feel Felicities are floting Islands which retire As soon as we to touch them do desire Of ere relapsing actious life's a toyl Where for one Rose a thousand thorns us spoil See how from walnuts troops of silly boyes Men persue bubles end before their noise Who said an egge the joyes of th' world confin'd Deceiv'd not though it broke show'd nought but wind Joy onely tickles th' outside of the skin Sweet waters Seas of bitternesse run in What can we draw from th' world but buble swell Break vanish Dives lend no drop in Hell Pleasure 's a wandring bird doth singing sit But fly's away when you would catch at it Would you of th' world the greatest pleasure know Pleasure condemn it from contempt doth grow A defence of Curiosity an unsetled mind in unseled times to weak Calumnie and proud ignorance THE world is but a Theater of ill Knaves Fools and madmen do the stage up fill Religion the vizard is which most put on To act their parts parts done the vizards gone Which mimick gesture and affected tone Few personate the part that is their own The shriveld's old wretch acts the Gyants part And the pent scul must th' magazine be of art He 's more then an Apollo that can show T'en talk preach scribe of the things they know For birds sure 't is strange happinesse to be hedg'd There chirp and make a noise before thei 'r fledg'd What though to pillory'd truth I rescue go I this day books the next I men would know Undo my self lest I might be undone There 's Parthian like by flight some victory won What though I laugh at all all laugh me Democritus blind more then an age could see Eyes bloods hot red Ictericks yellow spy VVho thinks the stars twinckle 't is his own weak eie Thus I read men and books and have a key To each mans breasts which is my Library All natures giddy imperfections read Me lectures and confirm in virtues Creed More then the gam'ster sees the stander by This life 's an art of casting of the die The world 's the Inne in which the cheaters meet Scarce life a passage hath without deceit If Proteus-like I each day vary shapes To learn their natures 't is not imitate apes Spunges with error swol'n I use to squeese To know their filth not drink in their disease Though heat 'bove dogdaies revels in my blood To quench the lust-scorch'd Lecher lend a flood Orecharg'd with liquor nere a spung can spy That I with liquor want an orecharg'd eye Yet none lesse then a Merlin must I fall Fools bolts are soon shot must they wound me all VVhen pride and folly do in judgement sit Can they vote lesse then treason in a wit See the silly herd of animals raise a cry Are pleas'd with th' noise they make yet know not why The birds which do in fortunes sunshine play A storm impending Croak and fly away Dogs which with clamor flying heels pursue Turn and their tails shall complement with you I change my friend oft as I change my cloths who 'd not love rags which thus can take these moths VVho 's gay without thought only rich within Knowledge and follies shrine's no veniall sin Plato's to me for all hence giddy croud Under whose wings folly must onely shroud Vant wretch whom nature hudled up in hast And all thy wisdom in thy riches plac'd At knowledge tryal let her have her peers Know justice some paint blind none without ears VVould you in long Coats have all peep up sages In gravity and wisdom bafling ages I am too wise already if that you To understand me gain not wisdom to Plato's a friend and Socrates is one But truth is more a friend who leaves me none Could Bias that was wise deformed be Or could be poor that had Philosophie Empedocles knowledge would to Heav'n ally I 'l into stars for new alliance pry Yet Thales-like while I the stars do view Not fall i th well to make your proverbs true Plato saies reason man discerns from beast Must Gryphin-like I gold pile in a nest VVhereof thou hast no use wretch hoard up pelf He nothing hath hath all and not himself To 's Son if wife the Cynick nothing gave Wisemen all natures treasuries open have What though a rouling stone gathers no mosse For to be clog'd with dirt 's not gain but losse I make the way to truth smooth while I roul To keep dirt down not gather'st use of soul The creeping things of th' world are all below A wise mans thoughts whose onely end 's to know Not curious it desires that he may know Nor vain to flash and to the world it show Nor covetous knowledge doth for profit seek But edifie himself and build up th' week Inth Sea of th' world can he to steer right know Hath onely learn'd in some poor pond to row Thus a rash Pilot doth to Sea resort In winds and waves of error to make sport While the wise balanc'd with a richer fraight 'Gainst storms of errors counterpois'd by weight He should be wise a troubled Sea must enter And well pois'd too all in one bark doth venter But oh i th' world no other art I find Beside the tacking round with every wind The Character of a good widow Memoriae sacrum Heroniae adeo exoptatissimae medullitus dilectiss materterae Eliz. Boswel Epitaphie NEc vane dives nec inani nomine nobilis Eliz. Boswel hic sepulta jaceo Divitibus specimen virtutis viduis Continentiae Providentiae matribus haec nimis Humanae inconstantiae speculum omnibus Quam eximiae fui pietatis disce à liberis Quam diffusiva charitatis audi à proximis Quam inexplebilis munificentiae à meis quâ—…re ab alienis Quam spectatae fui fidei opera te instruunt Quam famae adeo integrae etiam hostes tibi indicant Quum neque jam mussitet invidiae aut Calumnia obmurmaret Quam intemeratae pudicitiae non minus Casta Quam Cauta viduitas edocet Primulae veris viduae delicatulae diviti Mihi soli Conjux non occubuit senex In quadrigâ liberorum charus aeque ac
superstes Quibus heu tandem ut bonis omnibus flebilis occidi At nulli flebilior quam nepoti Qui monumentum luctus pietatis hoc posuit On the death of Mistris E. Kinesm whom age had transform'd to a Sceleton I Wonder not thou 'rt dead but how could'st live Or to a Sceleton why they buriall give Sure Pelican like to your own children food You first your bowels gave and then your blood Or age refin'd thee 'cause the way was strait And took thy flesh to fit thee for Heav'n gate Or twindled to a Child 'cause none must venter But who 's child-like the heavenly Palace enter They live long who live well what meets in you To live both long and well is rarely true A parent not in empty name but care Indeed a widow yet no widow were Your husband in your love to him surviv'd Whose heart flesh life was his was he short liv'd Who would your praises fully but indite Doth need an Age long as you liv'd to write To a painted Lady a Calf spotted lusts Idol like the Idol of the Egyptians MAdam why so fair why so foul What can no lesse intrap a soul Art acts adultery in your skin When hell 's without ah what 's within Who would dote on painted blisse Which melts away with every kisâ—…e Or who would tie his love to hair Make love like it the sport of air The moon hath spots and so have you The emblems change and you 'l so too Or you these foils for beauty wear 'Cause Venus some feign moles made fair Who gain a love by seeming fair Their love and beauty like fate share Love shifts when you but shift your face Or outcomes when you teeth displace Puppits which move by phancies wire Let th' rich in fooleries desire Think you each hair in curls a hook Baited with powder fools are took To me the powd'ring of the hair Makes you seem aged and not fair Or like a sheeps-head's wooll doth show VVho mates you for a Ramme must go Black patches do betray defects Beauty's best seen in her neglects Cupid in black in your face spread Mourns there for love and beauty dead And your half Moon in this black veil Shews you can change though lustre fail Or think you here Egyptians be For th' spotted Calf may worship thee An Ape is though no Apis shown VVithout your spots can make you one I search no pedigrees nor care VVho ow'd your breath or teeth or hair Yet though in breath we Saba meet The smell 's not well smells alwayes sweet Though paint and plaistring may be gins To passengers tempt to rotten Inns Ceruse nor Fucus e're can move VVhere Religion fixes love 'T is neither marble gold nor paint But the Adorer makes the Saint To a Lady of Pleasure CEase Phryne cease leave off thy Charms Leave the circling of thine arms Each circle is a Magick spell VVould Devils raise in flesh to dwell VVho 's passionate with wanton love Unto himself a hell doth prove By passions Poets furies meant Their snakes were sins which men torment Mischief with mischief 's tangled in The twines of snakes are wayes of sin Their skins are gay but tails lodge stings Thus are the pleasures Venus brings These kisse like Judas and betray And Crocodile-like both weep and â—…lay Thus Teile trees yield a pleasing shade But of their fruit 's a poison made Or Sodoms Apples th' fruits of sin Are fair without and foul within To fish for Souls Lust's hells gilt bait On which a sharper hook doth wait Murder with Fornication twins Murder ends what Lust begins The spurious issues of base wombs Where they have liâ—…e receive their tombs Lust from the best things venom makes As th' Spider from th'best herbs it takes Ensigns of peace translates to wars Where Souls have wounds and Honour scars Her mouth streams honey heart hath gall Lust's sweets are thus embitter'd all When lustful Amorists fires do name Sure they anticipate here hells flame Who sin in 's breast a Devil keeps therein But Madg'len like they sev'n lodge lodge this sin Where Lust doth enter it the strong man bindes It makes a Sampson weak and so him blindes Here hairs are lesse then sins lust takes the hair As it did Sampsons but the sin leaves there In th' act of sin the tumid members tell Lust is a venom which can make them swell To his Lady Book COme Book my Mistris neither proud nor coy The gay nor impudent Mymicks thee enjoy Nor all the empty revellings of vice Ravish a sweetnesse virtue 's her own price Thou shalt unlock me th' treasuries of the deep For me earths bosome shall her riches keep Which to an heav'nly quintessence I 'le refine As the last fire earth will for heav'n calcine So better'd Nature shall my servant be Mine the Elixir of Philosophy Thus I the golden age again will bring From dregs of th' iron age out gold shall spring Then I 'le to th' Sky it Atlas-like uphold While I th' Star-spangled Canopy unfold The Heav'ns a Book the Stars the Letters be Where I will spell out ridling Destiny Then heav'ns twelve houses I 'le to tenemâ—…nts make And for them rent will by Astrology take Hence I 'le slide down into the silent grave And of the sleeping world the riches have Unravel Ages past and from th' dark night And Chaos of Confusion force a light And quicken fire from ashes of each Urn Where hallow'd tapers shall to light me burn The present teach and future Correct th' age past 'T is Knowledge Empire must to ages last The wise man is the King none can depose Can th' Cockatrice crush ith'egg unking his foes Can rebel passions unto reasons bar Which menace Soul and Fortune with a war Then States and Churches Fancy ravels through This Oedipus those Sphinxes can undo In Aph'risms truth imprison'd I 'le set free Her th' bottom of the well can't hide from me Nor th' {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} of the Ottoman race To raise himself all others would deface I 'le laugh at him with Aristotles scolds Believes no light but what 's dark lanthorn holds Or Galens scurf thinks th' quintessence of art Who what Elixir was could ne're impart Can he of Natures privy Councel be Shew rooms within who ne're did intrails see Strange Lapidaries price of gems would tell Viewing the Cask not what within doth dwell Sev'n year of study thus of famine be The soul not sated with Philosophy All dream like Pharaoh but no Iosephs here Egyptian Sages wise in vain appear See th' walking Library whom men Doctor call A scold well disciplin'd learnedly can brawl Like Cadmus souldiers notions in his brain By mutual quarrels have each other slain Hath tympanies of terms a Cobweb net Of pois'nous theses for a Fly can set Like the fish Sleve which presents a sword Yet by inspection doth no heart afford Though seeming vigour and acutenesse be There is no
'd send a light to ages how to love On Monocula A one ey'd Lady M. W. THe heav'n at once hath but one eye The Sun or Moon you with both vie Thus alley to Divinity Night and darknesse make one day Chance that takes one takes none away Thus Love and you at bo-peep play Don Cupid would an Archer be But wanting eyes took one of thee There needs but one to Archerie He for thy service keeps thy eye Can she want love doth love supply Whom you hate with his shaft must die All they who lovers are are blind Like will to like you 'l servants find All lovers yours choose to your minâ—… She needs must aim well who keeps one eye blind To Eugenia a defence of juvenile wildnesse NO troubled Sea of lust no passions move Like storms once deaf as corks now hear of love What was I wild as Sâ—…a inflamâ—…d as air And deaf as Rocks to th' giddy Seamans prayer Know gravity's prodigâ—…ous in a Child Natures inverted if â—…e is not wild Bid th' sprightly morn be sullen and display No beam for to inâ—…urate new born day That which to youth gives motion growth and sense Is but the effluâ—…ion of a ray from thence 'Cause young men visions see and th' aged dream Must truâ—…hs in youthful breasts more clearly stream Age doth the stinging panthers breath perfume By time the Firtrees odours do assume Myrabolans and dates in bloom and bud Both noxious are both in their fruit are good To prove wild youth makes good man th' proverb take See how the wilder Colts best hoâ—…ses makes Who Noy in Law Butler in 's art excels Who Iulius or Severus paralells Thâ—…se like new wine would sally fume and swel In reasons confines would not alwaies dwel Priveling in drops and dirt view springs laid low Whence silver streams do swel and rivers flow Know barren earth doth Mines of gold obscuâ—…e And viler shels do precious gems immure Come my Eugenia thou shalt me â—…efine See how from dirt doth spring a glorious mine View how the Phoenix hid in ashes lies See after mucky burialls plants arise A spring of virtue and of youth 's in thee Shine out and nature opes her treasurie Colours in night dead quickned by the ray Of such a Sun will shine more bright then day See th' sport of every tyrant wave a bark On passions deluge view a rowling Ark Come dearest Dove with Olive branch of peace The deluge of thy woes and mine shall cease Chymists say who fix Mercury can make gold Fix me Eugenia thou art rich if 't hold To a man of office under the L. K. who call'd detraction love and Calumny good Counsel GOld could buy offices could it have bought wit You for your place it had for you been fit But oh more happy times sequestred it No time can you sequester of your wit You 'r a rare Courtier if the proverb 's true Nor want of pride nor ignorance is in you And no bad statesman you may Cope with th' fame Of Burleigh Cecil and wise Walsingame No Statesman must divulge what he dâ—…th know You 'r rarely wise who nere your wisdom show Your knowledge by your sentences I know Pray me some wisdom by your silence show Forth giddy pated surgeon who would care Thinks to cure wounds exposing them to th' air Counsel is balm each folly is a wound Cover'd with balm and kept close thy'r made sound The ingenious Lady E. V. to I. L. contemning her age Sâ—…ay cruel youth rash stripling stay Fear'st thou in snow to lose thy way Supposest the powd'ring of my hair ' I is supposition makes us fair My brow in wreaths should never move In thee disdain but rather love Think but that art in pleats it laid And of it a fashion made Who fears winter with a fire I have more heat then in desire Look how the Elm and younger Vine Mark how the Oak and Ivy twine If thou 'lt my vine or Ivy be I 'l be or Elm or Oak to thee And if thy heat can melt my snow Those joyes yet ebb will overflow The answer LIce complain not if I fly Since fate forbids a Sympathy Could Infant spring and winter meet I 'de covet Lices winding sheet And wed a monument with thee A parchment cloth'd Anatomie Whom ev'n but touch'd would ashes turn Nor cures your snow if love ere burn Ner suppositions cold sweats free Where each touch prompts an Agonie Importunate love dry oakes oreflies To wanton in Euphormia's eyes But thine affrighted in are fled To seek where he lies buried Whom Stibium thence can never raise Maz'd art dispairs at times decaies A Palinode On a resolution to do pennance with Ashes HAppy chance which hath me lent Deaths head to wait my time mispent Some in gold do Deaths head wear I view your looks and read her there Since dust to dust we all must go He 's wise who timely can do so Thus â—… bequeath my selâ—… to th' grave While death and I ev'n portions have Thus holier Hermits choose their Cells An Anchoret in his grave thus dwells The Nun views deaths head book and grave Thus they have all who nothing have If I the Lady lov'd refin'd Sure I must you by age Calcin'd If yellow prais'd I praised you You jealous were so yellow too I lov'd to traffick with the dead Books were like you which I have read In them as you I times past find You 'l Grandam Eve reduce to mind Of good and bad show me the tree Sure the fruits of knowledge are in thee Since in your parchmenâ—… skin must lie Strange records of antiquity But oh can youths flames so expire That I these records turn not fire Of thee I would no bonefire make Doth flesh for fear thy bones forsake Why Palsies fear not who nigh lies Each touch of thee him mortifies Bless'd resurrection need he fear Continual Lent who thus keeps here Or woh'd disdain to take the bone Since all who marry have but one Here is true love to wed a mind No body here to love I find Who marry flesh they wed their lust Which Christians us'd to charm with dust Which time turns all turns you and twice makes child Thus my youth and your age is reconcil'd Then why not we come le ts to Christs Crofle row There learn spel Heav'n and we enough do know To Eugenia I 'Le to my Saint as 〈◊〉 to a shrine Where sighs are gales for Heav'n each word divine I will not say that swans hatch in your brest For innocence there doth keep a whiter nest Or how that blushing roses drooping die Bequeathing you more sweet their fragrancy The odours of your virtues are Perfume Heav'n lends from the 〈◊〉 rose you none assume Or say Auroras rosie Cheek is dy'd With blushes thus to be by you outvy'd Could the morning blush â—…ure it would rather be To weaknesse of your sex to vye with thee Or that an envious palenesse Cynthia dies
Chillingworth against Knot 21 Mr. Brightman on the Revelation ib. Mr. Mede ib. Dr. Potter ib. Mr. Cotton ib. On Bishop Laud against Fisher ib. On Doctor Hammond 22 To a Lawyer who said Though men might speak against those that are called Gospellers none justly against them were called Lawyers 23 On Mâ—…gna Charta 24 The Character of Loyall Friendship To his Honoured Coz Euseby Petsant 25 To the Son of the late King 27 Newes for Newes to a degenerate Cavalier 28 To a degenerate thing falsely call'd a Noble 29 A Character of a Compleat Gentleman To John Cotton Esq Heir to the Knâ—…wledge and Virtue as well as to the Honour and Fortunes of his Ancestors To his Coz Geo Boswel Esq rich in Desert as Fortune 30 Nobility innobled A Character of the most excellent Mâ—…rquis of Dorehester Earl of Kingstone The Lord Pierrepont 32 On Thomas Lord Wentworth Earl of Strafford ib. Summum jus summa injuria in jure Regni 33 On Poverty 34 The pleasures of the world 35 A defence of Curiosity An unsetled minde in unsetled times to weak Calumny and proud Ignorance â—…6 The Character of a good Widow Memoriae sacrum Heroniae adeo exoptatissimae medullitus dilectiss materterae Eliz. Boswel Epitaph 39 On the death of Mistris E. Kinesm whom age had transform'd to a Skeleton ib. To a painted Lady a Calf spotted Lusts Idol like the Idol of the Egyptians 40 To a Lady of Pleasure 41 To his Lady Book 43 On Retirement 45 Man a Microcosm 46 Of the Blood ib. On the Humours 48 On the Elements ib. Agaâ—…nst Phlebotomy to a Leech ib. For Phlebotomy 49 A Piss-pot Prophet ib. To a Gigger to Padua Valentia and Leyden Doctors 51 On Suburban non-Licentiates who Fox-like call the Colledge Grapes sowre 52 On the excellent Dr. Glisson ib. The sequestred Priest pidling in Physick 53 The fugitive Chymick ib. On Sigils ib. On the Astrologicall Quack 54 Oglio of Quacks ib. On Noah Big's vanity of the Craft of Physick 55 On Noah Bigs 56 On Fontinels ib. On Van Helmont 57 On Doctor Harvey ib. On Dr. George Ent 59 On Dr. Brown his Religio Mediâ—…i and Vulgar Errors 60 On Dr. George Bowle of Oundle 61 On the death of his inviscerately affected friend Richard Watson Esq Chryrurgeon to his late Majesty of England 62 The Poetaster ib. On Homer 63 On Scaligeâ—… 64 On Musaeus ib. On Hesiod ib. On Theocritus Mosius and Theognis 65 On Virgil ib. Chymerica Poesis On the sight of a yellow skin'd Lady 66 The praise of a yellow skin or an Elizabeth in Gold 67 To a Lady wondring why I prais'd a yellow skin 68 To Aureola or the yellow skin'd Lady asking who could love a Fancy 69 To a refin'd Lady 70 On an Ethiopian beauty M. S. ib. Of the black Lady with grey eyes and white tooth 71 The praise of his Mistris ib. On a blew Point given by a Lady on Valentines day to her Valentine and preach'd against by a Parson who call'd it a Rag of Superstition 73 On the Refin'd Lady 74 On the wearing of the Tag of her blew Pâ—…int ib. On Pentepicta A Lady with enamell'd Teeth black white and yellow F. W. 75 On Flavia A yellow hair'd Lady E. W. ib. On a Crooked Lady M. V. 76 The praise of Thick and Short 77 To Dionysia the plump Lady S D. ib. On Monocula a one eyâ—…d Lady M. W. 78 To Eugenia a defence of Iuvenile wildenessâ—… 79 To a man of Office under the late K. who called Detraction Love and Calumny Good Counsell 80 The ingenious Lady E. V. to I. L. contemning hâ—…r age 81 The Answer ib. A Palinode On a resolution to do pennance with Ashes 82 To Eugenia 83 On a retired Lady 84 To a Lady singing Mistake me not 85 Love wing'd 86 To one wondering at my various coloured Mistris ib. The vanity of Courtship devotion to Relicks asserted and confuted 87 Donec gratus eram Horatii A Dialogue betwixt two Lovers 92 To Lydia Instar Lydiae Horatirnae 93 E Martiale ib. To Agatha an unfortunate piece of goodnesse E P. a golden Mine obscur'd in dirt 94 On Marriage 95 On the World 97 On Our Father 99 Incerta poenitentia 010 Certamors rrecti 101 On the Resuâ—… 102 Ad Animam 103 The Leper cleans'd 104 The good Samaritan 105 Vox Poenitentiae 106 Spirit Flesh 107 Soul and Christ ib. Of Prayer 108 To the Soul 109 On the Nativity 110 FINIS