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A52171	Mentis humanæ metamorphosis, sive conversio, The history of the young converted gallant, or, Directions to the readers of that divine poem written by Benjamin Keach, intituled Warre with the devil here shewing the readers thereof how to read the same poem aright in these four respects, viz. I. in reference to the substance or history thereof, II. in reference to the intent or mystery thereof, III. in reference to the consequent doctrine thereof, IV. in reference to practical application thereof / compiled in a poem by J. Mason, Gent. ...; Mentis humanae metamorphosis	Mason, John, fl. 1676-1683.	1676 (1676)	Wing M916; ESTC R7190	51,417	169

is Lord of all the Lord of Lords Who laughs to scorn their bul-rush glit'ring swords He wears a Sword bright shining on his thigh That soon cuts down all Pride be 't ne're so high And this our Convert Galiant here well knows ☞ This saving truth too high and low he shews He tells how God by his own power and might Hath brought his soul from darkness into light And shews by what degrees that light is wrought Within the heart and to perfection brought And let none murmur at his Heav'nly unction A gift Divine above each earthly function For he fears not the persecuting rage Of Rome's conforming and confining Cage Nor yet her bloody power which ever acts By Fire and Sword Imprisonment and Wrack But on he goes the Truth still to dispence ' Though all the Fiends of Hell should take offenc● Because his Faith on that firm rock is grounded In his New-Birth which cannot be confounded Lo such by right each Christian ought to be Of whatsoever title or degree The end of the Twelve Graces or Degrees in True and real Conversion The Six first Descending and pointing to Repentance The six last Ascending and pointing to Obedience in the Faith dying to sin and living to Righteousness Objection to this Story SUre this rare Phaenix all would gladly see This Bird of Paradise what ere he be Of whatsoever Family or Race Of whatsoever Quality or Place But some will say he is not to be found Within the Clymate of our English ground For what young Papist or young Protestant can Subscribe himself this New-Born Gentleman Our Natural Groves and Forrests cannot yield This Bird of Wonder nor yet Fen or Field Parrats and Peacocks in our Land are many But such a Phaenix in our coasts scarce any Who thus to death in his own Ashes burn'd To a New Creature is reviv'd and turn'd The Answer to the Objection BUt well who ere in mind is thus transform'd And with these Graces in his life adorn'd He by these steps attains the Holy Hill On which the dewes of Heaven do distill Which Heav'nly dewes the vertues are here taught By which his soul to peace and rest is brought For the receiving of the rest begun Is earnest given for the rest to come And a perpetual Sabbath now he keeps whil'st in his Saviours bosome safe he sleeps His yoak is easie and his cross made sweet For now the Cross and Crown each other greet And he sits down a Conquerour in peace The Field is won and all his labours cease The World the Flesh and Sin all thus eschew'd Lo Hell and death are vanquish't and subdu'd Death is no Death to him when his life ends It to Eternal Life forthwith extends And so concluding here I 'le fix my staff And end this Story with his EPITAPH The True Converts EPITAPH AFter a sharp and weary fight with sin And sinners both in hope the Crown to win Lo here I rest in this soft bed of dust Waiting the Resurrection of the Just. Twice was I born and so two births have seen Twice did I dye two deaths to me have been I Phaenix-like have my first rising known And so on wings of Love am upwards flown My Heav'nly part ascended is on high Whil'st here in hope my earthly part doth lye Till it shall rise again in Glory blest With all the Saints in their eternal rest Ye Gallants all who view my History So live and dye as you may rest with me The Conclusion to this First Part. ANd thus some Readers may perhaps make bold ●o argue and object as I have told ●ouching the story of this New-born youth Which most will doubt and few receive for truth And yet perchance there may be such a one Here and there found like some rare pretious Stone Yea partly I believe and partly know ●ome few there be who truth will not forego ●uch as in Prim'tive Times old Records say ●rom Gallants turn'd to Martyrs in their day Though the same cause of suffering is not now ●s then when Saints to Idols would not bow We for opinions suffer oft head-strong ●nd seldome suffer right but often wrong He 's the True Martyr and the Sufferer too Who dyes to sin as all true Converts do The Transition ANd so I pass from substance to intent And plainly shew what by this youth is meant Both in his Natural and Converted State Observe it well whilest I the truth relate That you may be enabled to apply Both States unto your selves Impartially For though at first all can't reform with speed Yet all may be inform'd by what they read And they that would true Reformation win With Information they must first begin Light before life was made 'i th first Creation And so is still in Mans Regeneration The End of the First Part of the Book And of the first Direction General to the Readers of the foresaid Divine Poem Written by B. K In order to the substance of the Personal History thereof THE Second Part of this Book And Second Direction TO THE READER OF THE Foresaid Divine Poem touching the Young Converted Gallant In reference to the Intent Moral and Mystery thereof The Entrance thereto THus have you heard the story plainly told Touching the person of this Convert bold Though here not nam'd But now lets inward look Into the Mystery of that Sacred Book What that deep Allegory here implyes And what that Mystick Story signifies Two kinds of men this Youth here represents In his two Natures and his two intents Worldly the one and heavenly the other Which never can agree with one another One good one bad from which two properties Two general flocks or partyes do arise Readers observe them well and you shall see With which of these your lives and Faiths agree And by the marks distinct I will you shew The one Tribe from the other you shall know For it is worth your knowing that thereby You may both them and your own selves descry The First of these is of this worlds vain ways The other her Hypocrisie gainsays And in Reality doth still delight That his good life may shine in open sight Now with the first of these we will begin And trace the world in each peculiar sin And having done with her we will proceed To a more holy and more heav'nly breed 1. The First Mystery of Iniquity opened viz. The Worlds Whoredome and Sorcery See 1 John 2.15 16. ☞ WHo ere shall view our Authors work once more Shall hear it tell that this vain Worlds a Whore A Whore in Grain in Purple and in Scarlet Oft stript and whipt and branded for a Varlet A Tempting Bawd and an Enticing Punck Who with her Wine makes all the Nations drunk And besides that a most notorious Witch ☞ With her Inchantments charming poor and rich All more or less are still bewitched by her And all admire this Whore this Witch this Lyar. Circe she 's nam'd of old for to all shapes

The Portraiture or Platforme of the Humane Mind in its twofold State or Nature Unconverted and converted 〈…〉 Mans Understanding in its Eclips or Natural Darknes Unconverted 1. From Darknes and Ignorance of the Saving truth Mans Understanding Out of th● Eclips or Natural Darknes Converted 1. Unto Light and knowledge of the Saving truth The Old W●●● The Mount of Natural Hautinesse in the Heart of Man Unconverted 2. From Pride and Greatnes Luke 14.14 De●ending The Mount of Spiritual Holiness In the Heart of Man Converted 2. Vnto Grace and Goodnes Hebrewes 12.22.23 Asending The Old Affections Man in his Unconverted Wrathful Nature Armed 3 From Wrath and Lust. The Old Adam Condemnation Man in his Converted Innocent Nature Naked and Unarmed To Peace and Love diVine The New Adam Salvation   〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 And bee not Conformed to this World Rom 12.2 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 But bee yee Transformed by the Renewing of your Mind Iohannis Drapentier sculp●it Mentis Humanae Metamorphosis sive Conversio THE HISTORY OF THE Young Converted Gallant OR DIRECTIONS TO THE Readers of that Divine Poem WRITTEN By BENJAMIN KEACH INTITULED Warre with the Devil Here shewing the Readers thereof how to Read the same Poem aright in these four Respects viz. I. In Reference to the Substance or History thereof II. In Reference to the Intent or Mystery thereof III. In Reference to the Consequent Doctrine thereof IV. In Reference to Practical Application thereof Compiled in a Poem by J. Mason Gent. of Fordham in Cambridge-shire Licensed Sept. 27. 1675. Roger L'estrange London Printed by F. L. for B. Harris at the Stationers Arms in Sweethings-Rents by the Royal Exchange 1676. THE MORAL ARGUMENT of this BOOK Concerning the New Creature or Regenerate Man under the six Types foregoing DArk Ignorant Creatures are we all by Birth Of Earth first form'd still lovers of the Earth Fools were we born and so continue still Fools in our passions Fools in our wit and will All Natural Fools as to the Truth or Mad-men Proud poor and blind and all by nature Bad-men Till Man's eclipsed Soul from earth doth rise By a new Birth enlightning his blind eyes For when his Pride sinks down wrathful Will And so his Mind Ascends the Holy Hill When once the Truth doth shine within his heart Wrath Pride and Ignorance must all depart For naked came we from our Mothers Womb And naked must return to our last home Yea Naked we should live as Babes new-born Or like the harmless sheep clean wash'd shorn Rob'd of his fleece he envies not the wearer Nor opens he his mouth against the Shearer Uncloath'd unarm'd no Weapon to defend him No Lordly Powers to favour or befriend him Thus on the Cross Christ Jesus naked hung A Prezident of Life to old and young To shew how Man should alwayes naked stand Under Christ's Cross with open heart and hand Ever Resigned in his Makers sight And nothing claim as his peculiar Right For all Man hath he ows to God alone Nothing but Sin and Death he calls his own O take it deep to heart ye men of Wit Of Wealth Worth though neer so high you sit For such by right each Christian ought to be Of whatsoever Title He or She. THE DEDICATION TO THE Whole Universe with the Princes and People thereof TO the wide World I Dedicate this Glass To shew a Wonder that must come to pass The World's New-Birth and Gallantry Refin'd To a more solid and substantial Kind And because much in few I would express I write my mind in plain an pithy Verse For lo in my divining thoughts I see The last fulfilling of that Mystery Which sacred Scriptures have concealed long Vnder a Vail or dark Prophetick Song The Gentiles fulness with that wonderous news The Calling and Conversion of the Jews A promis'd truth which few or none believes Though for that Day the whole Creation grieves But Time will cut each mystick knot in sunder That God may have the Honour of the Wonder For then Jew and Gentile both shall know There is a God can bring the Haughty Low Perhaps the sound may rouse some Prince or Peere Now to begin the Worlds Reforming Year To stop the stream of Vice and turn the Tyde Of Wrath and Lust Debauchery and Pride And as the Rising Sun with Powerful Light Dispel the darkness of the Worlds long Night That all the World New-born may speak one Tongue Or no man think or do his Neighbour Wrong For such by right all Mankind ought to be And so make good this following History Art thou a Master of Israel and knowest not these things Namely Thine own New-Birth and the Worlds New-Birth to come John 3.10 THE Young Converted Gallant The First Part OR First Direction General to the Readers of the Divine Poem aforesaid in Reference to the Substance or Personal History thereof GOod Readers see who take that book in hand You read aright that is to understand For else I fear that some Misapprehension May judge that work at best but Man's invention Some Pious Fancy not a Real Truth Concerning this un-named New-Born Youth Had but the Author told this Convert's Name All might have given Credit to his Fame But since his Praise and Virtue is so much Without a Name he may be called None-such For in the compass of our Hemisphere No-such New-star or Comet doth appear There 's no such Figure in the Heav'nly Plain Between Orion's Hilt and Charles his Wain No such young Saint which by just steps doth clime The Ladder of Conversion in his Prime Descending and Ascending by degrees Christ's Cross betimes with humble heart knees Yet to cut off all doubt I 'le here proceed And take for granted what I there do read And tell the progress of this Converts Way In his low state and first Refining Day For such by right each Reader ought to be And so make good this following Historie Advertisement SIRS IN the Reading of this Convert's Story observe aright the several Steps or Degrees of his Conversion namily six Descending and six Ascending the six Descending shew the Virtues and graces proper to Repentance and Mortification in forsaking and eschewing of evil the other six Ascending shew the Virtues and Graces of Obedience and Renovation in Practising the Good I. The First Mortifying Grace or Vertue or First Step and Degree of his Conversion Descending viz. Humility of Spirit VIew here a Princely Youth the Sts. delight From the wrong way converted to the right Conscience and Truth as Witnesses appear Against his Pride and strike his Soul with Fear His Height and State Astonishment soon dashes When he conceives himself but Dust and Ashes And thus Baptized in a new white Dress Begins to shine in Robes of Lowliness For like as Drossie Oare doth change to Gold When pure Refining Fire dossolves the Old So minds new chang'd new Manners soon do take And hearts by Grace

Christ is to none that turn to Christ deni'd The smallest grain of Faith in time of need Prevails with him and never fails to speed By whom the peace is made for ever sure 'Twixt God and Man which can and will indure Through a Resigned Will to his good pleasure Taking what he will give and wait his leasure Christs will with mans united in mans heart Make that firm tye which time can never part Grace and free-will set both their Seals thereto Which all the powers of hell cannot undoe But the Seir'd heart whether men chide or praise it No Counsell can to Grace or free-will raise it ●ecause it can no true Repentance find ●or Faith nor Conscience nor least change of mind Thus some attain that everlasting Bliss Which others by neglect for ever miss ●he Saints above in several mansions raigne ●nd several Regions sure in Hell remain ●nd thus according as our works shall be ●ach man receives his Measure and Degree ●is measure and degree in joy or pain ●nd so shall rise in glory or in shame ●he End of the Third Part of this Book and of the Third Direction to the Reader THE Fourth Part of this Book And Fourth Direction TO THE READER OF THE Book aforesaid Concerning the Application thereof in general and in special ☞ The First Application General Directed to all Real Converts and real Readers hereof as lovers of the Truth and as Legitimate and true Christians I Love that Reader who shall view this Book With serious thought and to himself doth look Who learns to read his inward soul thereby And the whole matter to himself apply ●or 't is not made for vain applause or praise Or the vain glory of the Poets Bayes But for a light to every one that reads To guide him right in all his words and Deeds ●nd though some few should give it commendation ●nd thereto set their seal of Approbation Yet he 's the Reader whom my soul most loveth Whom this small Book commendeth and approveth To praise the Truth is but lip-labour vain Except the truth doth him approve again Him do I love whom these lines justifie ●nd so makes good this Converts History And blest is he that rightly can apply This story to himself without a lye ●ea happy is that Convert who can say My Friends 't is I I am this youth this day This day I find and tell what I have found That my Conversion's built upon sure ground ●is no Fiction which was told to you ●y me this day the Story is made true ●ecause I hear and fear and do obey ●nd murder not my Conscience any way And besides this I clearly feel and find Christ's Kingdom ruling in my heart and mind ●nd thereby know I am his promis'd Wife ●nd that my Name stands in the book of Life With all those faithful Converts now at rest 〈◊〉 Abrahams Bosome and their Saviours Breast The Second Application General directed to Apostate degenerate Christendome And all false Hypocritical Christians LEave Christian leave thy old Hypocrisie And learn to own thy close Adultery Which thou do'st act as I before have told In the wrong use of Creatures manifold Leave leave thy Church and good books read no more Till thou for shame leav'st playing of the Whore Though to thy self thou may'st seem chast and just The Holy Law will manifest thy Lust For all Gods laws and each Commandement Were writ by his own hand and so were sent Into the World to teach man how to serve And Worship him without a close reserve In spirit and in truth man must obey them Without excuse and in no wise betray them Watch therefore thy false Heart thine eye and ear And keep within the bounds of holy fear Have a suspition and just jealousie O're thy best deeds thy zeal and piety ●rove thy Conversion out that it be right ●east thou be found within the ballance light When Law and Death before Christ's Throne shall cite thee ●nd with a Cat'logue of thy sins Indite thee ●nd tell thee how thy Conscience thou hast slain ●nd Crucifi'd the Lord of Life again Thy light thou hast extinguisht oft in Theft ●o many Murders and Adulteries left Which thou count'st good and lawful for thy part ●ecause Gods Law 's not written in thy heart But now be wise and just why wilt thou dye ●●ke to a fool in thy Hypocrisie Learn to escape O man that secret snare Of the Great Whore by which most ruin'd are To the Female Sex in General Gentry and others AN honest Wife in some respects may be Her Husbands Whore when both in sin a●gree Yea she that ne're knew Man may be a Whore To her own self and to a thousand more When Woman of Mans Rib at first was made She was ordain'd for his meet help and aid But she became his Murderer in part A deadly wound she gave him to the heart For she soon turn'd unfaithful and unjust And so upstart his Whore in Pride and Lust. His Wife became his Whore and tempted him To Whoredom first by acting unknown sin For till that time sin was as yet unknown Though now with men women common grown Thus in the sin the woman was the first And man the next so both became accurst ●et when to God their Whoredom they confess'd ●●eir curse was taken off their Marriage blest And to this day most women act the woman Eve first did by tempting to undoe man 〈◊〉 so to boot undo themselves for ever ●hen death at last shall soul and body fever ●●less they first turn Converts in their lives ●nd so become true Virgins and true Wives For lo this story doth concern you all ●f that fair Sex and sounds a General call ●oth to the Married and Unmarried lass 〈◊〉 view themselves in this unspotted glass ●hat e're is said of this young Gallant here ●●tends to every Female far and neer For Lust and Pride is their Inheritance 〈◊〉 they run on within the Devil's dance ●●om head to foot they put his livery on ●all vain fashions by the vain begun 〈◊〉 meats and drinks in cloaths and dresses brave ●hich many damn but never any save And thus they play the Whore with ev'ry creature 〈◊〉 several Fashion and of several Feature ●he very Church is now become a Stage ●f all She-Gallantry this wanton age ●he poor do act the rich the rich each evil 〈◊〉 Eve when first she hearkned to the Devil And so her Maydenhead she lost though young Unto the Devil by a Serpents Tongue And thus the Serpent in you seems to dwell Of him you savour and of him do smell Your wanton nimble Tongues so full of Tattle Within your lips incessantly do rattle Tale upon tale and story upon story Boasting and telling of your own fine glory Thus on you go in Pride in Lust in Lying O that you went as fast in self-denying That in this worst last age you all might be The

First examples of Virginity And blest are those she Saints amongst you all Who now will hearken to the Scriptures call So to become these Converts here we see And recollect their lost Virginity Which thus is swallow'd up in sin and vice As a lost Pearl deep drowned under Ice Ye Matrons and young Maidens take to Heart What here I tell you e're you feel the smart Of your vain lives when once the dreadful Rod Shall strike you all by a just hand from God For the Virginity which here I mean Is conscience pure that salves and makes all clean ●nd can restore you to a Virgin mind Virgins in soul and body new refin'd Not Foolish Virgins but Wise Virgins all Whom Christ will own and his true Bride-maids call For such Bride maids you Females ought to be And so make good this Converts History ☞ The Third Application directed to the Martial Gallants of the Time in Special To become real Fighters in this War YE Sworded Gallants who in Wars delight Weak Mortal Creatures only strong to fight Who in your Pride and your vain valour swell ●s if there were no Heaven nor no Hell ●hink not that you were born to fight and kill ●ut humbly to obey your Makers Will Cease cease from Wrath and lay your weapons down And now begin on sin and self to frown Laugh at the Gilded Bullrush by your side Much like the wooden Horse that Children ride Be wise in time and whil'st time serves relent A time may come when you cannot repent Now put new Armour on new Weapons take To war with Devils for your Saviours sake Your Baptism make good i' th bloudy Field Of Christ's Red Cross under his peaceful Shield D' of then your Sword and Belt and Martial Mode There is more beauty in a Snake or Toad Ye Gallants know your Lord and Master all For he your valour will to judgment call E're it be long Hark hark your Passing Bell The Trumpet rings and your last Funeral Knell For dye you must your Swords will do no good When Inquisition shall be made for blood O turn true Christians all on Christ's word fix For 't is hard kicking Sirs against the Pricks The Fourth Application To the Wilder sort of Gentry and Commonalty in General WHat joy hath Truth unto those souls to write Who hate to be reform'd and scorn the right Tell them of Grace or Truth or Christ or God Who laugh at Vertue and contemn the Rod Who justifie their pride and vain excess In all their dainty fare and gaudy dress But ' though nor Plagues nor Pox both great and small Yet if Dame Conscience prick the Gallants heart He 's soon Crest faln and humbled with the smart Then let the Heralds come with all their train And try if they can cure him of his pain His Scutchion then will give no ease or rest His Glory 's flown and he 's faln dead i' th nest He 's faln he 's faln his Gallantry is gone And he is left in pain and shame alone And now by sad experience he may cry All 's loss all 's dross all Pride is Vanity And thus perhaps brought low upon his knee He may make good this Converts History ☞ The Fifth Application To the Gallant Wits of the Time Poets and Players as Instruments of Uanity without Truth or Reality BE silent now ye Law reats of the time And learn henceforth a New Refined Rhime Change your old strains and lay your Lawrels down Your Pride of Wit and all the Wits Renown That is no place to worship in or pray Was ever Soul Converted at a Play There is no room for Penance or Confession No Offering there for Sin or for Transgression All 's but imposture which your wits devise To cheat the Gallant with your Amorous lyes Poets and Players rightly to descry The one doth make the other act a lye ☞ Nay the whole World our Ancient sages say In every Trade and Function act a Play There 's Nothing real which this world affords All 's but a shew and full of empty words But lo this Herauld in his New born youth Holds to you all a Looking-glass of Truth And bringeth Conscience too upon the Stage To teach reality to this Mimick age Which shining clear with its impartial beams Doth dazle all the lustre of your Scenes You all must yield to those convincing lays And blush for shame at your conceited Bayes The Sixth Application To Scholars in General 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ANd you the Famous Scholars of the time Learned Composers both in Prose and rime Deep Students all men of admired parts Through the large Circle of the seven Arts Make Conscience your best guide what e're you write What e're you read or study or indite Make not an Idol of your book or wit Self-admiration soon will poyson it Be not with Wit with Wine or Women drunk Many fair Vessels in those Gulfs have sunk But in the midst of all your Volumes look Into your selves and read the inward book And that you may the better find the truth Scorn not to read this New-Converted Youth Where you may learn to take degrees in grace To which all Learning should of right give place And so invested in a New Degree You may make good this Converts History Application to the Plebian Party and all inferiour Ranks Concerning vulgar Pride and Gallantry ANd now in love I le write a line or two Unto the Vulgar or Plebian crew And to the laughing quaffing Multitude Compos'd of several humours proud and rude For they have all their share in Pride you know Equal with those who in their Silks do go Both from one root do spring and from one Tree The Gentry stock and vulgar Pedigree And both make up one body in the main Like an huge Army marching o're a Plain The Front whereof I shew'd with either side And now at last bring up the Rear of Pride Therefore to them in order after all To stir them up I here must sound a Call The Call to the Rear of Pride THink not ye vulgar party here and there That you are safe and unconcerned here Nor that this Gallants Hist'ry doth belong At all to you of the inferiour throng Mistake it not it reacheth to you all Of the Mechanick Tribes in general In every Trade and calling rich and poor None are excepted from this general score For all of them though in a course degree Can act the Gallants part as brave as he They all can brag and boast and tell a story Of their own worth or wit for their own glory Yea they can swear as the mad Gallants do And in their fury can out-sweare them too Their words and looks with madness oft do swell As frantick furies broken loose from hell Nay to their power they will be in fashion What ere comes up within our modish Nation And they can complement in their