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A11395 Du Bartas his deuine weekes and workes translated: and dedicated to the Kings most excellent Maiestie by Iosuah Syluester; Sepmaine. English Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618.; Pibrac, Guy du Faur, seigneur de, 1529-1584. Quatrains. English.; La Noue, Odet de, seigneur de Téligny, d. 1618. Paradoxe que les adversitez sont plus necessaires que les prosperités. English.; Hudson, Thomas, 16th/17th cent.; Hole, William, d. 1624, engraver. 1611 (1611) STC 21651; ESTC S110823 556,900 1,016

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his furious Prince Seem Samuel rais'd Saul routed Selfely-slain King Dauids TROPHEIS and triumphant Raign His heauenly Harp skill in King IAMES renewd His humane frailty heauily pursewd Bersabé batheing Nathan bold-reprouing Dauid repenting Our REPENTANCE moouing HEröike force and Prince-fit forme withall Saul king of Israell fortunate at the first is afterward reiected and Dauid elected in his fleed Honor the Scepter of courageous Saul Successe confirmes it for the power Diuine Tames by his hand th' outrageous Philistine Edom and Moab and the Ammonite And th' euer-wicked curst Amalekite O too-too-happy if his arrogance Had not transgrest Heauens sacred Ordinance But therefore God in 's secret Counsell iust Him euen alreadie from his Throne hath thrust Degraded of his gifts and in his steed Though priuily anointed Iesse's Seed Th' honour of Iacob yea of th' Vniuerse Heav'ns darling DAVID Subiect of my Verse Lord sith I cannot nor I may not once Invocation Aspire to DAVIDS Diadems and Thrones Nor lead behind my bright Tryumphal-Car So many Nations Conquered in War Nor DAVID-like my trembling Asps adorn With bloody TROPHEIS of my Foes forlorn Vouch safe mee yet his Verse and Lord I craue Let me his Harp-strings not his Bowe-strings haue His Lute and not his Launce to worthy-sing Thy glorie and the honour of thy King For none but DAVID can sing DAVID's worth Angels in Heav'n thy glory sound in Earth DAVID alone whom with Heav'ns loue surpriz'd To praise thee there thou now hast Angeliz'd Giue mee the Laurel not of War but Peace Or rather giue mee if thy grace so please The Ciuik Garland of green Oaken boughes Thrice-three times wreath'd about my glorious browes To euer-witnes to our after-frends How I haue reskew'd my con-Citizens Whom profane Fames-Thirst day and night did moue To be be-slav'd to th' yoake of wanton Loue For not to mee but to thee Lord be prayse Now by th' example of my Sacred Layes To Sacred Loues our noblest spirits are bent And thy rich Name 's their only Argument HEE WHOM in priuat wals with priuie signe The great King-maker did for King assigne Begins to showe himself a fier so great Could not liue flame-les long nor would God let So noble a spirits nimble edge to rust In Sheapheards idle and ignoble dust My Son how certain we that Saying proue Iessè or Ishai sendeth Dauid to see his brethrē in the Campe. That doubtfull Fear still wayts on tender Loue DAVID saith Iesse I am full of fears For thy deer Brethren Each Assault salt tears Draws from mine eyes mee thinks each point doth stab Mine Eliab Samna and Aminadab Therefore goe visite them and with this Food Beare them my Blessing say I wish them good Beseeching God to shield and them sustain And send them soon victorious home again Gladly goes DAVID and anon doth spie Two steep high Hils where the two Armies lie Description of Goliah A Vale diuides them where in raging mood Colossus-like an armed Giant stood His long black locks hung shagged slouen-like A down his sides his bush-beard floated thick His hands and arms and bosom bristled were Most Hedge-hog-like with wyer insteed of haire His foul blasphemous mouth a Caues mouth is His eyes two Brands his belly an Abysse His legs two Pillers and to see him go Hee seemd some steeple reeling to and fro A Cypresse-Tree of fifteen Summers old Pyramid-wise waues on his Helm of gold Whose glistring brightnes doth with rayes direct Against the Sun the Sun it self reflect Much like a Comet blazing bloodie-bright Simile Ouer some City with new threatfull light Presaging down-fall or some dismal fate Too-neer approaching to some ancient State His Launce a Loom-beam or a Mast as big Which yet he shaketh as an Osier twig Whose harmful point is headed stifly-straight With burnisht Brasse aboue an Anuils waight Vpon whose top in stead of Bannaret A hissing Serpent seems his foes to threat His brazen Cuirasse not a Squire can carrie For 't is the burthen of a Dromedarie His Shield where Cain his brother Abel slaies Where Chus his son Heav'n-climbing Towrs doth raise Where th' Ark of God to th' Heathen captiuate To Dagon's House is led with scorne and hate Is like a Curtain made of double planks To saue from shot some hard-besieged Ranks His threatfull voice is like the stormefull Thunder When hot-cold Fumes teare sulphury clowds asunder O Fugitiues this is the fortieth day His brauing Defiance to the Hoast of Israell Thus barkes the Dog that I haue stalked aye About your fearefull Hoast that I alone Against your best and choisest Champion In single Combat might our Cause conclude To shun the slaughter of the multitude Come then who dares and to be slaine by mee It shall thine honour and high Fortune bee Why am I not lesse strong my common strength Might find some Braue to cope with at the length But fie for shame when shall we cease this geare I to defie and you to flie for feare If your hearts serue not to defend your Lot Why are you arm'd why rather yeeld you not Why rather doe you sith you dare not fight Not proue my mildnesse than prouoke my might What needed Coats of brasse and Caps of steele For such as Hare-like trust but to their heele But sith I see not one of you alas Alone dares meete nor looke me in the face Come tenne come twenty nay come all of you And in your ayde let your great God come too Let him rake Hell and shake the Earth in sunder Let him be arm'd with Lightning and with Thunder Come let him come and buckle with me heer Your goodly God lesse then your selues I feare Thus hauing spewd the dreadfull Cyclop stirr'd His monstrous Limbes beneath his feet he reard A Clowd of dust and wheresoe're he wend Flight Feare and Death his ghastly steps attend Euen as a payr of busie chattering Pies Simile Seeing some hardie Tercell from the skies To stoop with rav'nous seres feele a chill feare From bush to bush wag-tayling here and there So that no noyse nor stone nor st●●ke can make The timorous Birds their Couert to forsake So th' Hebrew Troopes this brauing Monster shun And from his sight some here some there doo run In vain the King commands intreats and threats And hardly three or foure together gets What shame saith he that our victorious Hoast Saul stirreth vp his Souldiers proposeth ample Reward to him that shall vndertake the Philistine Should all be daunted with one Pagans boast Braue Ionathan how is thy courage quaild Which yerst at Boses all alone aslaild Th' whole Heathen Hoast O Worthy Abner too What chance hath cut thy Nerues of Valour now And thou thy self O Saul whose Conquering hand Had yerst with Tropheis filled all the Land As far as Tigris from the Iap●ean Sea Where is thy heart how is it fall'n away Saul is not Saul O ● then what Izraelice Shall
he the Wine shall sup You shall sowe Fields and he shall reap the Crop You shall keep Flocks and he shall take the Fleece And PHARAO'S Yoak shall seem but light to his But IZARAEL doth wilfull still perseuer And SAMVEL prest and importun'd ever Saul anointed King of Israell Anointeth SAVL the son of CIS a Man Whose cursed end marr'd what he well began You too-too-light busie ambitious wits That Heav'n and Earth confound with furious fits Fantastik Frantiks that would innovate A check to busie seditious and ambitious Malcontents in any State And every moment change your form of STATE That weening high to fly fall lower still That though you change your bed change not your Ill See See how much th' Almighty the most High Heer-in abhors your fond inconstancy The PEOPLE-STATE the ARISTOCRACY The authority of every kinde of Government is from God And sacred KINGDOM took authority A-like from Heav'n and these three Scepter-forms Flourish a-vie as well in Arts and Arms As prudent Laws Therefore you stout Helvetians Grisons Genevians Ragusins Uenetians Maintain your Liberties and change not now Therefore every People to persist in the State established Your sacred Laws rooted so deep with you On th' other side we that are born and bred Vnder KINGS Aw vnder one Supreme Head Let vs still honor their drad Maiesties Obey their Laws and pay them Subsidies Let 's read let 's hear no more these factious Teachers These shame-les Tribunes these seditious Preachers That in all places alwayes belch and bark Aloud a-broad or whisper in the dark Railing at Princes whether good or bad The true Lieutenants of Almighty God And let not vs before a KING prefer A Senate-sway nor Scepter Popular 'T is better bear the Youth-slips of a KING I' th' Law som fault I' th' State som blemishing Than to fill all with Blood-flouds of Debate While to Reform you would Deform a STATE One cannot with-out danger stir a stone In a great Building 's olde foundation And a good Leach seeks rather to support With ordered dyet in a gentle sort A feeble Body though in sickly plight Than with strong Med'cines to destroy it quight And therefore Cursed ever Cursed be Our * A iust Execration of the Popish Powder-Plot on the fift of November 1605. Hell spurr'd PERCIE' 's fel Conspiracy And every head and every hand and heart That did Conceiue or but Consent his part POPE prompted Atheists faining Superstition To cover Cruelty and cloak Ambition Incarnat Divels Enemies of Man Dam-Murdering Vipers Monsters in-humane Dis-natur'd NERO'S impious EROSTRATES That with one Puff would blowe-vp all Estates Prince's and Peer's and Peoples Government For of all Three consists our PARLIAMENT Religion Order Honesty and all And more then all that Fear can fear to fall And therfore Blessed ever Blessed be Our glorious GOD's immortall Maiesty ENGLANDS Great Watch-Man he that Israel keeps Who neuer slumbers and who neuer sleeps Our gratious Father whose still-firm affection Defends vs still with wings of his Protection Our louing Saviour that thus Saues vs still Vs so vnworthy vs so prone to ill Our sacred Comforter the Spirit of Light Who steers vs still in the True FAITH aright The TRINITIE th' Eternall THREE in ONE Who by his Powr and Prouidence alone Hath from the Furnace of their Fiery Zeal Preserv'd our PRINCE our PEERS our PVBLIK-WEAL Therefore O PRINCE our nostrils deerest breath Thou true Defender of true Christian FAITH O! let the Zeal of GOD'S House eat thee vp Fill BABYLON her measure in her Cup Maim the King-maiming Kinglings of Bezec Pittie not Agag spare not Amalech Hunt hunt those Foxes that would vnder-mine Root Body Branches of the Sacred Vine O! spare them not To spare Them is to spoil Thy Self thy Seed thy Subiects and thy Soil Therfore O PEERS Prince-loyall Paladines True-noble Nobles lay-by by-Designes And in God's quarrel and your Countries bring Counsail and Courage to assist your KING To counter-mine against the Mines of ROME To conquer Hydra and to ouer-com And clean cut-off his Horns and Heads and all Whose hearts do Vow or knees do Bow to Baal Be Zealous for the LORD and Faith-full now And honor Him and He will honour you FATHERS and Brethren Ministers of CHRIST Cease civill Warrs war all on Anti-Christ Whose subtle Agents while you strive for shels Poyson the kernel with Erronious Spels Whose Envious Seed-men while you Silent Sleep Sowe Tares of Treason which take root too-deep Watch watch your Fold Feed feed your Lambs at-home Muzzle these Sheep-clad bloudy Wolves of ROME Therfore O PEOPLE let vs Praise and Pray Th' Almighty-most whose Mercy lasts for ay To giue vs grace to euer-keep in minde This MIRACLE of his Protection kinde To true Repent vs of our hainous Sin Pride Lust and Loosness we haue wallowed in To stand still constant in the pure Profession Of true RELIGION with a due discretion To try the Spirits and by peculiar choice To knowe our Shepheards from th' Hyana's voice And ever loyall to our PRINCE t' expose Goods Lands and Liues against his hate-full Foes Among whom Lord ●f yet of Thine be found Conuert them quickly and the rest Confound And to Conclude PRINCE PEERS PEOPLE too Praise all at once and selfly each of you His Holy Hand that like as long-agoe His Sidrach Misach and Abednego From the hot Furnace of POPE-Powder'd Zeal Hath Sav'd our PRINCE our PEERS our PVELIK-weal The End of the THIRD DAI● of the SECOND WEEK DAVID The FOVRTH DAY Of The SECOND WEEK Containing 1. THE TROPHEIS 2. THE MAGNIFICENCE 3. THE SCHISM 4. THE DECAY Translated Dedicated To Prince HENRY his Highness Acceptam refere To Prince HENRY his Highness A SONNET HAuing new mustred th' HOAST of all this ALL Your Royall Father In our Fore ward stands Where Adam-like Himself alone Commands A WORLD of Creatures ready at his Call Our Middle-ward doth not vnfitly fall To famous Chiefs whose graue-braue heads hands In Counsail'd Courage so Conduct our Bands As at a brunt affront the force of Baal Our Rere-Ward Sir shal be your Princely Charge Though last not least sith it most Honour brings Where Honour 's Field before you lies more large For Your Command is of a Camp of KINGS Some good some bad Your Glory shall be heer To Chuse and Vse the good the bad Cassier A STANZA IEwel of NATVRE Ioy of ALBION To whose perfection Heav'n and Earth conspire That in Time● fulnes Thou mayst bless this Throne Succeeding in the Vertues of thy Sire As happily thou hast begun goe-on That as thy Youth we may thine Age admire Acting our Hopes which shall revive our hearts Pattern Patron both of Arms Arts. Iosuah Syluester THE TROPHEIS THE FIRST BOOKE OF the fourth Day of the second Week of BARTAS THE ARGVMENT Saul's fall from Fauour into Gods Disgrace Dauid design'd Successor in his Place Brauing Goliah and the Philistins He brauely foyles He flyes