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A57206 Mellificium musarum: the marrovv of the muses. Or, An epitome of divine poetrie Distilled into pious ejaculations, and solemne soliloquies. By Jeremiah Rich. Junii 19. 1650. Imprimatur, Joseph Caryl. Rich, Jeremiah, d. 1660? 1650 (1650) Wing R1344; ESTC R217989 38,773 110

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sermonibus aures Et saltat Cytherae Caelica turba tua L. M. To his deare Friend Ier. Rich on his Mellificium Musarum NEstor was aged when he undertooke The Trojan Wars thou yong and writ this Book His age both wit and eloquence required Thou yong in yeares yet hast to that aspired T is strange sure all the Muses do agree In one in spite of fate to honour thee Oh that our Iron age could be refin'd To purest gold that thou reward mightst find To thy desert but worth shall make thy Name Ride through the world upon the wings of Fame JOHN AVIS The Entertainment VVAs it a Dreame or is the world bereaven Of all her glory what has the lamps of heaven Left mortalls in a maze and are the skies Orecast will Phoebus blind our darkned eyes Are Mars and Juno come to play their parts Againe on earth and shoot their fiery darts The worlds great fabrick sure will fall in sunder Being rockt so often with great cracks of thunder In dreadfull war Rise Phoeb and come away Why hast thou robd us of so fayre a day Our Tapours burne but dim our musick 's shrill The Poet heere may blunt his idle quill In writing Tragedies time changed our stage And turned our golden to an Iron age O Lord of glory beare my dulled Muse Through this sad Poem and doe thou infuse Love in my Lines and pleasure in my paine That all my labour may not be in vaine Guide me as thou didst Davids hand when he Writ to the world his divine Poetry Lift me on Eagles wings that I may flie Aloft and conquer death before I die Turne Poetry to piety crowne this story With grace and crown my grace with endlesse glory Where everlasting joy did dwell before All ages and shall be when time shal be no more J. RICH. The evill of Envy In the Example of Caine and Abell Genesis 4.8 I. GOe palt fac'd wrinkled envy flye away thou cam'st too soone Goe take thy horrid darknesse and display about the Moone Let not thy shadows dimme our dawning day or fairest Noone Because thy tempted Father fell What didst thou well To eclipse so faire a morne but born and then rebell II. How soone this bloody Tragedy began upon our stage The day growes darke before the morning Sun ha's three houres age O cursed Caine what has thy treachery done thy boyling rage Because thy sacrifice of sinne did smell what didst thou well To kill thy brother too but born and then rebell III. The night growes horribls both Sun and Moone are shadowed o're The boystrous whirlewinde now even at high noone begins to roare Now sin hath plaid her part ah me how soone death 's at the doore Because thou lost thy sacrifice Oh tell what didst thou well To lose high glory too but born and then rebell IV. What glory didst thou gaine to be so sly in that foule deed Caust thou not live unlesse thy Brother dye or must he bleed Because thou art not blest harke vengeante cries against thy seed Thy eares were shut when humble Abell fell but didst thou well To shut up Heaven to but born and then rebell V. Thus blinded worldings are you all befool'd in your false aime To thinke the fire of envy may be cool'd in furies flame What honour can you boast of if you should win endlesse Fame This flattring blast may blow thee into Hell ah dost thou well To sell thy heaven for hate but born and then rebell The first SOLILOQUIE IF love bee the Schoole of Arts the Modell of Vertue the Glory of Learning the Pallace of Pleasure the Whetstone of Memory the Castle of Delight the Mappe of Honour the Wonder of the World the Mystery of Mortallity and the Type of Eternity Then surely Envy must needs bee the Child of Ignorance the person of idlenesse the follower of foolishnesse the bringer of sadnesse it is a pit of poyson a cup of corruption a part of division a piece of delusion a hell of horrour a sinke of sinne a sea of shame a line of absurdity and a blot of deformity It is attended with contention with distraction with delusion with peevishnesse with palenesse with falsenesse with faintnesse with inconstancy with infidelity it shuts mans glory up in darkenesse and makes his memory dye in forgetfulnesse it doth eclipse the clearest morne and writes deformity upon the fairest brow He that is a Childe of envy is a burthen to the earth and an offence to heaven hee lives unregarded and dyes unlamented hee is borne to extremity and banisht out of glory What my son and what the son of my wombe and what the son of my vowes Give not thy strength unto women nor thy wayes to that which destroyeth Kings Prov 31.2.3 I. DRaw neare brave Lovers you that use to light your blazing Torch in Cupids flame That for a wanton Mistris dare to sight in face of death to purchase Fame And thou that sweetest Rhetorick canst indite To make a timerous Virgin tame Come hither if you please To purchase ease View but Loves vanity t will cure your disease II. Were she more fairer then the blushing morne Sweet as the Arabian spice N●y were she Vertuous too and nobly borne and pure as high Paradice These rarities will leave thee soone forlorne and Love well vanish in a trice But Gallants if you please To purchase ease View but Loves vanity t will cure loves disease III. See how victorious Sampson conquered lies rock'd in his Loves deluding armes How gallantly she sings him lullabies and drownes his thoughts in Loves dull Charms Poore soule he knows not what conspiracies his Foes did hold ' gainst him in swarms Ah! had he but addrest Him to the brest Of heaven he might have slept in glorious rest IV. Where is thy strength and daring valour now Thy skill and rare agillity Thy warlike arme that made whole Armies bow what rock'd upon a Ladies knee Wake sluggard wake or hast thou past a vow to live in infidelity Ah foole go be possest In Abrahams brest So mayst thou rest indeed in loves eternall rest V. There mayst thou flumber in eternall Joyes whose rarity so far excells Base earth that all her treasures are but toyes whose Alter smokes with fuming smells There are no plots no murthers no annoyes but there the highest glory dwells If love thou needst wilt try Goe goe and lye In thy sweet Saviours armes ravish a while and die VI. There is the most resplendent purest love alas what constant love is here The amorous sweet embraces dwell above in Titans golden Hemisphere Which time nor fortunes wheele can ne're remove Thou art his Darling he thy Deare If love thou needs wilt try Goe goe and lye In thy sweet Saviours armes ravish a while and die The second SOLILOQUIE VNconstancy of Earth are all extreame in love orescorcht in Envy or led by Folly or invelloped in Vanity are drowned in sensuality the strong man boasts of