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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A55479	Mundorum explicatio, or, The explanation of an hieroglyphical figure wherein are couched the mysteries of the external, internal, and eternal worlds, shewing the true progress of a soul from the court of Babylon to the city of Jerusalem, from the Adamical fallen state to the regenerate and angelical : being a sacred poems / written by S.P., Armig.	Pordage, Samuel, 1633-1691?; Pordage, John, 1607-1681.	1661 (1661)	Wing P2974; ESTC R19164	225,779	377

Love will mercy shew In Enmity The Serpent's and the Woman's seed shall be This Love in mercy to you will infuse He shall thy heel but thou his head shalt bruise The Gate of Life is shut lost's thy blest state But Time shall come when it recuperate Shall be the Gates of Death broke down and one What thou hast lost recover shall again From Paradise they go or Paradise Rather departs from them their blinded eyes Cann't pierce into the holy Element Which in this World as in a prison pent Remains Like to a Tree whose springing sap Causes the Tree grow green when to the top It doth ascend but when unto the root It goes how bears the Tree of leaves and fruit There it lies buried and the Tree seems dead Till its remounting all begreens her head So did the World appear lost was its grace A darker Vail now hid its brighter Face Far greater difference this change d●d bring Then 'twixt cold Winter and the pleasant Spring Or like a burning Torch which being sat I' th midst of some great Room doth dissipate The darker shades which by and by immur'd In some dark Lanthorn all the Room 's obscur'd And scarce a Ray of brighter Light is seen So is the World to what it once hath been The Devil's poyson is diffus'd th'row all Things that compose or circundate this ball Both good and bad together blend in some Things more of Good in others more doth come Of Bad the Rose hath more of Paradise Then faetid Hemlock Pinkes than Margs or Crise The Lamb then Tygers Apple-trees than Yew The Doves than Hawkes Nightshade hath lesse than Rew. The Devil chose those creatures that were arm'd With Teeth Hornes tallons clawes that others harm'd By them might be for had he chose the Dove Or Lamb could they like Hawk or Lion prove Discording Seeds now grow in every thing Confusion thorow all the Earth doth spring Wrath's Principle doth penetrate this Ball And what abo●t it is coporeal Both good and ill together mixed are All things created of them have a share This ill lay hid before We poyson may Into our Bodies safely take allay The same with other good ingredients In such and such a quantity It rents The Body else if it superabound So this great Orb in pristine state was found Or as in Man all Passions hidden lye Which none if not awaken'd can descry Nor do they hurt him But awaken those The Mind and Body both they discompose So dormant lay the wrathful Principle As sparks of fire in ashes wrapt untill By Adam's fall it was awak'd the same Hid spark by Sathan's blown into a flame The Planets now forego their wonted Love Contrary'ng do in opposition move Th● 〈◊〉 Aspects the starry Orbs immense Do now receive a naughty influence Such to the Earth they give The Heav'n and she Now seem to be at deadly enmity From her thick vapours and bad stinks arise Which as her darts she sends against the skies Sol sucks her moisture forth with vehement heat Her parched sides as with his scourges beat He doth And Heav'n her flowring Corn with round Ice-bullets forceth to the very ground Syderial blasts Mildew and storms he sends Then from his window agil ligh●'ning wends When that enough he with his Summer scourges Has beaten her comes Winter then with surges He doth bedrench her Face Contracting cold Robs her of all her Beauties very old She seems when snows hang dangling on her head Chaps which for heat did now for cold do spread Then storms of Rain and blustring Winds do make Her Brooks o'reflow her Trees and Mountains quake Thus they oppose each other now the Seas Beat with the Wind do threat the very Skies Sometimes excurring from his wonted place With brinish floods doth wash his Sister's Face Now Love is lost no longer unity But wrath and hatred 'mong the Creatures be The Lamb now fears the Wolf The Lion tears The Kid for food Bees rob'd are now by Bears They stings receive The tusked Bore the Cow Assaults The tender Dear and Hares are now Slain by the Dogs The mighty Elephant Serpents and the Rhinoceroth supplant The harmlesse yields to those of greater power All fill'd with Ire each other do devour Serpents now stings receive strong poyson Toads Reptils with Reptils Plants with Plants at odds Are now Now death-Hemlock and Woolf's-Bain hold With too much heat this that with too much cold Doth kill Now Bryars Nettles Thorns and Weeds With hurtful Plants the Earth accursed breeds Now Whales eat other Fish Trout Dace devoures Minnows the Perch The Pike the Rivers scoures To catch the smaller Fry Eeles Gudgions eat And them the Herns Fish now for Fowl are meat They too on each another prey The Kite On tender Chickens Hawkes on Sparrows light Thus Enmity arose thus wrath and strife And thus each Creature seeks each others life And all or most se●k humane blood to spill Because that Man was cause of all their ill All this did spring from the first Principle Which open'd strait when our first Parents fell And thus the World from its first happy state To this we now do see it in was brought But now the Time 's at hand all long to see This World again a Paradise shall be The Wrath shall be dethron'd the Lamb shall Reign In purity when Christ appears again O hast thy coming Lord This blessed Day Let us behold Lord Jesus hast away Wrath 's mighty Monarch se'ing how he had wrought And the whole Orb under his power brought By Adam's lapse rejoyced much and straight He doth his Kingdom 's Princes convocate With the whole Host of Hell to whom he thus Speakes Princely vassals Who is like to us What power can contend with us I see The Light World's strength cann't match our Policy This Day brave Princes have I subject made A World and Man too by our guiles betray'd I need not tell what you already know That I to Love am an Eternal Foe So he to Me or that continual Jarr● Betwixt us rise and everlasting warrs Our Kingdoms opposite you know Contend For mastership which strife shall never end We differ in all things nor shall a Truce A minutes quietude from Armes produce We are as strong as they I scorn to bow To him for I a way have gained how For to encrease our strength You Kingdoms and Whole Worlds shall have now under your Command So many vassals shall this Kingdom stuff Wer 't not so vast 't would scarce be large enough For to contain them you great Princes now I will advise you what you are to do The World and Man which I have gain'd I see By strength and cunning must preserved be You know aspiring Princes you and I Left Heav'n for prying into the unity Because we scorn'd but for to be above For why should mighty Wrath give place to Love We left those Orbs and did them all despise And

t●y Which got they straight send to Hel's Treasury Sometimes he this makes use of sometimes that This serves for this that for another Plot. Sometimes the Starres and their ●ad in●luence As instru●ents he uses and from whence He oft assaults poor Man MARS stirs to wrath And blood S●●T●R to Ava●ice and sloth MERC'RIE to Theft Ambition IUPITER VENUS to Lust and the cold MOON to err His wayes innumerable are and mount Unto infinity the starres you count May first or sands that on the shore do lye He 'l suit all Humours By their humours try To work for his advantage To excesse Of feeding this man that to drunkennesse He doth provoke Leads this to Pride to Lust Another this to doing things unjust To lying Theft Ad●ltery Perjury And to all manner of iniquity But meets he with a studious Man or one Who hath got conquest o're his passion Unto grosse sins he doth not tempt them he Their strength doth know therefore with policy His shape he changes and with subtle guile Corrupts their knowledge and with errours vile Their Brains doth fill if in Theology Their study be their errours are more high A prying mind finds he in men of Parts He subtlely draws them to his blacker Arts Where with most strange delusions them delude And thus himself in every one intrude He will and suting to their inclination With cunning Art unseen work their destruction But sees 〈◊〉 some who in earnest be To leav● the World who would their Spirits free From his sad bondage bid this Earth adiew And wo●ld with Heav'n a stricter league renew Uprightly walk and very closely presse To find that Gate that leads to happinesse Out of this Earth thus cunningly be deals So soon as he their working pulses feels A mighty Circle 'fore the gate he draws The which scarce touched is with Heaven's Rayes Those then who pres●e toward this Gate anon Fall into this Fantastic Region For so it is they in a Circle run Blinded and groping wanting heat and Sun A little Light as at a crevice flows Into the place the which these umbra's shows Unto their hood-winck'd eyes Formes Government Words Literal sence Disputes and Cavilment Concerning Cerem●●ies Iudging and Self-gathering in a more righteous Band. With these they sport themselves who like that fire That in the Night leads people th'row the mire And 'bout the Field do cause these blind ones stray In oblique pathes and hinder from the way They should have ta'n In this same Region All S●cts as in a misty Circle run Here gropes the Presbyter whose rigid sp'rit Is took for zeal beclouded too with night In this dark Region's th' independant who Hath a more pleasing sp'rit and better hue The Dippers here do wash their scaly eyes And round about the bolder Ranter flies Here the severer 〈◊〉 and here Fist 〈◊〉 E●thusiasts appear With other S●cts and F●●●aticks and all Who pressing forward stay or catch a ●all For such whose love to heaven caus'd them press Towards that gate that leads to happiness Once enter'd here it is more hard to finde Then 't was before they entered this blinde Phantastic place passe this forme that try there Another ●ound them all yet where you were At first you are nor are more neer the gate In this same sect now then you were in that Help't by so●e Angel or some brighter ray Of all these S●cts some may invene the way Out of this Region and may finde the gate Which all that Heaven find must enter at All it endeavour can we justly blame Them when they grope about to find the same Alas though some do almost touch it yet Through blindnesse they can have no power to see 't The way 's not Sects nor formes of pleasing sence But Truth and Life to Christ obedience Tho Satan tempteth all men unto sin And doth desire they should inhabite in His harsh-dark principle and rather then He 'd any loose a thousand wayes for men He trys as by this worlds law pleasures yet He 'd rather man should like a Prince be set Then like a slave in his great Kingdom there Both high and low degrees of places are They nearer to or farther from his Throne Are set as they with him have union Those whom this worlds low pleasures catch or those Who by Lust Lying Wrath or Envy goes To this dark world are kind of underlings And are like Subjects to Hells greater Kings But those who to greater perfection Arrive and who have stricter union With Hell and those who knew his M●gic's might Advan●'d are and their states are higher pight These do become P●inces in Wrath and these He loveth most for they his nature please Are one with him these do his Wonders show And make his mighty power known below These are his Agents Saints beloved ones Are more than servants these become his Sona Heav'n thirsts not more to have one perfect here To make his Glory and his might appear Than Hell who as th● Elder Brother show His Magic first shall on this Earth below Therefore it first I will describe and tell The Power Nature Might and Pomp of Hell Mundus tenebros●s vel tartareus SUppose the mighty Prince of darknesse wou'd Himself incarnate vail with with fleshly Hood His Stygian Face to shew the power and might Of the vast Kingdom of Aeternal Night Upon this Earth He finds a man propense From genial starres to ill a mind immense After abstruser prying piercing Wit Grave look and studious such a Man is fit For this his high design First then he strait Causes his Princes on his elbow wait With all Hel's agents who in clusters presse T' imbue his Soul with deep dy'd wickednesse By their infernal Magic they convert The mortal Tree's fruit to the Evil part He feeds on ill the which his Soul doth stain His freer will unto themselves they gain And by degrees his sences please that he Desireth they should his Companions be They promise then if he 'l obedient Be with what power and Regiment They will indue him His high mind doth come And Hel's disciple doth at last become Some Angel then Hel's mighty Prince assignes To wait on him he good converse declines The Daemons laugh to see him captivate And sco●f the Angels of the other state Seeing that he obedient is they now Cause him unto Hel's Image for to bow And as the ●●●nce of Heav'n commandeth his A way to gain the same to shun Heav'ns blisse Hel's Prince commands He from the World abstract Must be lest that his deeper thoughts detract From that high work he doth intend him for He fastings vig●●s doth command him nor Lesse prayers than the other World requires Washings and Ceremoies he desires And also that he should be Celebate Thus like an Ape he God doth imitate In all his biddings th' better to beguile Man with his high deceits and cunning vile He spares him in grosse sins it may

opportunity did stay To poyson him and VIGILANTIA did No sooner turn her back and step aside But to the Boul he stept for she alasse The noble Pilgrim's chief Pincerna was And in he pour'd that Hellish juyce among Heav'ns blest Nectar mixing that poyson strong Th' unawary Pilgrim by and by the Cup Takes and in 's Nectar drinks Hell's poyson up Anon the several poysons 'gin to work Whilst Sathan laughing in his sleeve doth lurk Unseen to see the sport Oh! how he smil'd At the conceit of Man's being thus beguil'd The Pilgrim did not feel that he was ill Or that Hel's poyson did his Nectar spill But now it 'gan to work he did not cast His eyes unto the Fountain but embrac'd Too much the streams Too much Complacency He took in the fruition of those high Gifts of the Spirit too much dotes upon Visions Voyces Spirits union He fears to lose them and cannot resign To Heav'n his Nectar or his gifts divine Now to himself all Spirits he 'd engrosse He Covets gifts and ' counts no greater crosse Than for to lose them thus doth Co●etousnesse Spring in his Soul in its refined dresse Pride started up and though spiritualiz'd A curious cloathing for his Soul devis'd Wherein he prides himself he 's not content Except that others know he 's eminent In all the Gifts and graces of the Spirit He loves to be sought after for his merit Cloath'd with Heav'ns Pride of gifts and graces he Aspires and would accounted something be Next Selfishnesse did operate and that Self-Int'rest and Propriety begat In Spirits Gifts and Graces This doth seem For to belong to him and none but him Then Envy work'd and he is not content To see another be more eminent In Visions Raptures or the like or that Others enjoy them and he go without Then Iealousie spread thorow every vein It s virulent poyson fuming in his Brain He every one suspects and jealous is Left others rob him of what he Calls his He fears to lose a Spirit that another His gifts or Graces shining Light should smother He jealous is lost his Lights be out-shon Or that another's should eclipse his own This Hell 's refining poyson spreading through His Breast e'r he aware was brought him to And thus the noble Stone was almost spoil'd When for't the Pilgrim had long stoutly tovl'd That eye whose Rayes pierce the Earth's Centre and Sees to the bottom of the Stygian strand Which spite of Night and Hell 's calliginous Mantle beholds what ever Satan does That Eye which every secret thought betrays And to its self hid actions open layes That Eye behel'd the spight of Hell and saw Upon the Pilgrim's heart his poyson gnaw Nothing so soon as th' objects of the eye Pity attracts for others misery The ear so soon doth not affect the Heart With generous pity as the Optic part He that 's all Eye and every thing doth see Can he w'hout pity view man's misery No he 's all pity and his Bowels roul At every pang of an afflicted Soul Poyson i' th' Pilgrim's Breast no sooner flows But he his pity and his mercy shows His Angel-guardian is Commission'd strait To shew to him the Stygian Prince 's hate And 'gainst that poyson which so strongly wrough● In 's breast to offer him an Antidote Glad of the message down the Angel flies Whilst sparkling Joy beam'd from his sacred eyes Glad to do service to Heav'ns Servitour He shews himself clad with refulgent ayr In 's hand he brought a Crystal Glasse which ●●ll'd Was with pure Light from Heav'ns Alimbeck still'd This he unto the Pilgrim gave and bid Him drink it up The which he strait wayes did No sooner had he gulp'd it down but he Beheld his Error and Hell's treachery He saw the infestous poyson though 't was clear By this draught now his eyes far purer are And can behold all its impurities Which had caus'd all irregularities This draught the Vail pull'd off and he espies Where Hell 's strong poyson in Heav'ns Nectar lies So had he seen a noxious Serpent dwell I' th' green grasse and Toads in a Crystal Well Startl'd at this sight seal my eyes again He cryes or else from me this poyson drain 'T is better I were blind and could not see Then to behold an helplesse misery It is a double pain hard haps to bear And seeing them remedilesse to fear An unseen harm lesse d●ead doth cause I pray Or take my eyes or this foul Ill away It is thy self the Angel doth reply That to thy self must give the remedy There is a pill will do 't I 'le shew it thee If thou wilt take it freely follow me The willing Pilgrim soon consents they go Strait forward without turning in Heav'ns Way Now far they had not gone e'r they came to A pleasant Green whose lust●ous verdant hew Cheered the Pilgrim's Sp'rite and in the midst Thereof he saw a flaming Altar plac'd And coming nearer fairly wrote upon The sides he saw TRUE RESIGNATION 'T was to this Altar that blest Abraham The Angel said to offer Isaac came And here it is and in th●se flames divine And on this Altar thou must offer thine Here what somever thou dost dearly prize To Heav'n must prove a pleasing sacrifice 'T is true thou didst pleasures and sins once bring Unto the Fire A fairer offering Now must th' Oblation be As Earth by you Was offer'd up so offer Heav'n too Not only Earth's but Heav'ns fair gifts divine Thou on this Altar must to God resign Amongst those Flames which were Aetherial The Angel put his hand and cull'd a coal A Carbuncle set in a Ring of Gold Glow'd as the Coal between his fingers hold Lo here a Pill sayes he that doth contain An Antidote against that deadly Bain Thou hast drunk down in this one Pill there are The Lemnian Earth and precious Bezoar Treacle and Metridate lock'd up This pure Pill will effect not an Ac●sian Cure Not all the drugs of A●sculapius Or Galen can do half so much as this The joyful Pilgrim takes the flaming Pill Which from his mouth down to his heart did thrill No sooner was it ●in his Breast but straight He Hel's soul Poyson did Evacuate That glowing Pill fir'd from his heart 's fast hold And utterly destroy'd Hel's bainful Cold. Thus by the Heav'nly Therap●utick he Receives by Heat for cold a Remedy Now bas●el'd Sathan with an hideous roar To Hell flyes vex'd more than he joy'd before Shall Servants grumble to repay their Lord His own or not be willing to afford Him back what he lends them Shall Stewards grieve When their Lords at their hands their own receive Why then doth man so often shrug and pine When God bids him his lendings to resign A carefull Father that hath sent unto His Son some sums honestly to employ Is it not requisite he should be still Exactly subject to his Fathers Will And that the money back be paid again