force As it hath powre it selfe to overcome How blest are they that doe themselues divorce From Custome ill by force of good custome And ten times blessed they that from the VVombe Accustom'd are to Vertues straightest VVay For such by Custome vertuous become Though powreful Nature doe her selfe say nay For Nature Customes powre is forc'd t' obay When the Affections Acts are habits growne Then Vertues or els Vices are they nam'd A vicious Habit 's hardly overthrowne For our Affection is therewith enflam'd As with the fire infernall are the damn'd Who though they would and though they anguish haue Yet cannot that outragious mood be ram'd But still they raging sin and cannot saue Themselues from that that makes their griefe their graue A vicious Habit is Hels surest Gin Wherewith a Man is sold to sinne and shame Running from sinne to sinne and nought but sinne As Rivers runne the same and not the same Til the mindes Iointes sinnes force doth so vnframe That it becomes most loose and dissolute Neither regarding heav'n hell shame nor fame But to liue loathsomly its resolute Thus Habits ill make evill absolute But few there are in whom all vice concurres And fewer are they that all faults doe want Vnto the worst offences cling like Burres And to the best as to the Adamant The Iron cleaues for the Church militant By nature is accompanied with sinne Yet the least force of faith partes them I grant Because it cleaues but sleightly to the skinne But to the wickeds flesh its fastned in For as a burre the longer it abides Vpon a garment being cott'nd hy The more the VVooll windes in his hooked sides So sinne the longer it in Flesh doth ly The faster to the same it s fixt thereby If Nature then sinne soone doth entertaine Vse violence to Nature by and by That it perforce may from the same refraine For what skill cannot force may yet constraine And as the Burre to VVooll so being fixt With skill or force cannot be parted thence But that some part will with the VVooll be mixt So sinne where it hath had long residence Will leaue remaines there maugre violence But Iron from the loadstone cleane will fall With but a touch and so wil sinnes offence From those in whom it s not habitual With but a touch of Faith though nere so small That I may touch the Subiect of my Rimes More home though homely I the same doe touch And for my travell'd Muse might breath somtimes And that the Reader too might doe as much Lest that prolixitie might make him grutch Here shall shee make a stande and looke a-backe As Riders rancke on Steepes haue customes such To breath their bony Nags when winde they lacke And courage them againe like toile to take THe knowledge of the Soule and of her Powres Is the well-head of morrall-VVisedomes flood Hence know we al worth knowing that is ours In body or in Soule that 's ill or good And if these Powres be rightly vnderstoode We know the founts from whēce our Actions slow And from what cause proceedeth ev'ry moode Or good or ill and where that cause doth grow Al this and more this knowledge makes vs know For in the Soule doth shine though sinne-obscur'd By Natures light great light of such science Whereby the Soule is made the more assur'd In all her Actions and Intelligence Though oft deceav'd by seeming goods pretence And for the Soule is to the body bound Affections therein haue their residence That as with wings the soule with thē might boūd Aboue her selfe from being bloud y drown'd Wherefore shee hath Affections of two kinds The one eggs on the other doe restraine By which the Minde the body turnes and windes As they the mind and minde the Corpes constraine Yet whē these Curbs our head-strong nature paine It winceth with the Heele of willfull-will Orethrowing those Affects that doe it reigne And in extremities it runneth still Which is the Race of Ruine Rest of Ill. This comes to passe when as we overpasse The bounds of Nature by our Natures vice And in some one excesse we do surpasse Desiring more then Nature may suffice To which our corrupt natures vs intice For let the least Necessity appeere A ken from vs though neere so smal of price We hold what els we hold though nere so deere VVorthlesse and for that want with woe we steere Hence is it that with never-ceasing toile And no lesse care we traverse all this All Nay all that All we restleslie turmoile And bandy as it were this Earthie Ball Past reasons reach to win worlds wealth withal Desire of having thus still moiles the minde Though Nature be suffis'd with pittance small VVhich makes vs loose our selues when wee it finde Sith see our selues we cannot being blinde It blinds our Eyes that seldom'st are deceav'd Eyes of our Soule that make our Bodies see Then Soule and Bodie cannot be perceav'd By their owne vertue when they blinded be And mine and thine doth sever mee and thee Nought can content vs. Therefore the Affects Are in the soule like windes that nere agree Vpon the Sea and worke the like effects Some great some smal yet like in most respects Beside the chiefe windes and Collaterall Which are the VVindes indeede of chiefe regard Sea-men observe more thirtie two in all Al which are pointed out vpon their Carde But our Minds Mapp though many may be spar'd Containeth many more Affects then these All which though sett our Minds Content to guard Yet sturr they vp as VVindes doe on the Seas Vnquiet Passions which the Minde disease When Zephire breathes on Thetis she doth smile Shee entertaines that gale with such content But if proude Boreas doe puffe the while Shee 's madd with rage and threates the Continent For those proud puffes her soule doe discontent So some Affections our soules browes vnbend And other some doe sextiply each dent Some meanely please some meanely doe offend And some doe make the Soule her Soule to rend Those that doe meanely moue Affections hight The other Huff-snuffes Perturbations be These later rudely gainst their Guides doe fight And so enfume them that they cannot see Or make them from their Charge away to flee So that the soule being left without a Guide And tost with Passions that still disagree Doth like a Sternelesse Shippe at randon ride On mightiest Seas wrack-threatn'd on each syde For if our Reasons iudgment blinded be Th' Affections needes must ever run awrie And draw with thē each sense tumultuoslee To offer violence to lowe and hye That God and Nature tast their tyranny Let but the Hart bee loue-sicke and the same Will carry Iudgment where his Loue doth ly And there confine it setting all on flame That offers but resistance once to name The lower Iudgment in our blood is sunck The lower is her reach in Reas'ns discourse For Iudgmēt
fulfill And leave the Reader to thinke what he will NOw may we range next to the Ranke of loue Other Affections and to doe it right We must place Favoure there by which w'approve Of some thing wherein we conceave delight For that it 's good in deede or so in sight Herein Loues obligation doth commence Yet favoure may haue force where loue lacks might But without Favoure Loue is a non ENS For Favoure waites vpon Loves excellence Then Reverence with Favour we may Ranke Bredd by comparing some high Dignitie With some inferior State that Fortune sanck Which then is in it's right especially When extreame feare and Hatred come not ny For though in Rev'rence Feare and Shamefastnesse VVith moderation doe obscurely lye Yet Feare by some Ill caus'd Good doth suppresse Still seene in that which breedes our humblenesse True rev'rence therefore beare we vnto God Who is allâ—good as he almightie is For fear'd we nought but his revenging Rodd Our Rev'rence would be turn'd to hate by this Then Rev'rence growes from pow'r and grace of his And whosoere with them he most endowes Of Rev'rence from lesse Rev'rend cannot misse For Rev'rence Pow'r and Goodnesse still ensues And the lesse worthie to the better bowes For when we eie the vertue pow'r and grace Of the most Noble truely called so And looke vpon our selves and weigh how base VVe are compar'd with them then bend we lo As vnto them that vs in Good out-go For as selfe-liking doth enlarge the Hart Or puffe it vp like Bladders which we blo So it contracts it selfe in ev'ry part When we see others passe vs in desart Then as we rev'rence God for goodnesse more Then for his might and awfull Maiesty So if we would be rev'renc't of the Low'r We must surmount them in that ex'lency That makes vs most resemble Dëity For whereas Goodnesse doth associate Might There the most Insolent most rev'rently Though otherwise repleat with al Dispight VVill doe their Homage freely with delight For homage fealty and honor are To sacred Vertue due by Natures Law Honor we owe to Vertue though but bare And Vertue matcht with might doth Rev'rence draw Then Honor Reverence and loving awe Are due to Maiestie and that is due To Magistrats that Men froÌ„ Vice with-draw And make them Vertue eagerly ensue Themselues therin be'ng Leaders of the Crue The last Affects to Love subordinate Are Mercy and Compassion These are they VVhich make vs like God to commiserate The miseries of those that still decay Or are at point to perish without stay These these bewraie that we are Members quick Of that same Bodie whose Head doth bewray That they are Members mortifide or sick VVhich feele no paines that fellow members prick These make vs make the hand of the distrest Our Mucke and Earthly Mammons continent Yea make vs make the Orphanes home our Brest And our right Arme the VVeedowes Sustinent And all that want our All them to content O that these were more frequent then they are With those that doe our Churches so frequent For damn'ds Devotion that will nothing spare But for selfe-comfort altogither care These Colledges and Hospitals erect And both endow with copious maintenance These are so prevalent in their effect That they vnto the Heav'ns doe Earth advance Wherein there is no want or sufferance These doe forgiue as gladly as they giue Vnto their foes miscarried by Mischance These good and bad like God in lacke relieue For Mercies Bowels melt when anie grieue These Bridges builde ore Rivers semi-Seas And turne deepe VVaies though endlesse in extent To Cawseis firme for Man and Beasts more ease And ev'ry waie provide for bothes content Through fellow-feeling of their dryriment These make their VVaredrops and the Needies one And their owne Limbes limbes of the impotent Ioy with the ioiefull mone with them that mone And sigh in soule when they in Bodie grone O that my soule could as it gladly would It selfe infuse into each worde or line That tendes to Mercies glorie then it should So as it ought at least like Phoebus shine If not at most bee more then most divine For Mercie and Iustice are Gods mightie Armes But he most might to Mercie doth assigne As bee'ng the right Arme holding all from harmes Though All do fall through Frailties least Alarmes Mercie 's the true Idea of Gods Soule Wherein his matchlesse glorie glitters most Which is of force his Iustice to controule For when in Iustice all that are were lost Then Mercie them redeem'd to Iustice cost The Lord of Iustice was vniustly slaine That Mercie might triumph and iustly boast As Loue first made so Mercie made againe Man-kind that sin had marr'd with monstrous stain Sith Mercie then is of so high account Shee should bee most familier with the Hy For God in mercy doth himselfe surmount That is it doth himselfe most glorify So they that eie the Poore with Pitties eie And haue most mercie seated in their soule Draw neer'st the nature of his Dëity Whose names engrossed are in his Check-role And next him ought the VNIVERS to rule THus having toucht th' Affections most humane That humane nature doe consociate Now follow those that are most inhumane Bred by Opinion of Ill which wee hate Which make vs savage or in worse estate The vnrest of our soules the while they rest Within our Bodies and predominate Proceedes from fowre chiefe causes of vnrest Which thus by Natures searchers are exprest Desire Feare Griefe Ioy all immoderate Which perturbations be from these proceede Al Passions which the soule excruciate Which the Mindes ignorance doth fatting feede As knowing not what 's good or Ill indeede Desire and Ioie those goods accompany Which be not good further then Natures neede And that a little God wot doth supply For overmuch doth her soone mortifie Aske peace and plenty what fell fights they haue With these three Monsters Pride Strife Excesse Hardly themselues if they at all doe saue From their fell force they eas'ly wil confesse Yet God with Peace and Plentie Man doth blesse That Man might blesse God both in word and deede Not take occasion from thence to transgresse But from these Fountaines pure doe oft proceede By their abuse Abuses which exceede For sinne in peace and plentie is so arm'd VVith all that may allure the simple sense That sense by those allurements is so charm'd That soone it yeeldes to sinne obedience As it were forc'd by some Omnipotence When sinne so sweetly doth intreate and pray And promise Flesh Heav'n in Incontinence To which prosperity doth Flesh betray How can fraile Flesh and Bloud say sweet sinne nay If Tast would tast what might her Pallate please Sinne offers Manna Nectar and what not VVould touching feele sinne opens pleasures Seas To plunge the sense therein it to besot The smell shee ioies with sents as sweete as
Circumference But Reason by right Rules them both doth meate VVhich shee hath made by her experience And findes the Sunne as erst we said more great By Demonstration more then most compleate We by our soules conceaue as erst was said VVisedome and knowledge bee'ng incorporal But outvvard sense is altogither stai'd On qualities of things meere corporall The soule by reason makes rules general Of things particuler but sense doth goe But to particulers material The soule by the effect the cause doth sho But sense no more but baâ—e effectes doth kno The proper essence of things is obscur'd And by themselues of vs cannot be knowne Therefore the knowledge of them is procur'd By accidents and actions of their owne Which to the soule by wits discourse is showne For she concludes by Reasons consequents Though of themselues they meerely are vnknown That thus they are which high experiments Lie farre aboue the reach of sense ascents In them which wil not vnderstand this Truth Their ignorance is sinne most pestilent But they which cannot ah the more the ruth Their ignorance of sinne 's the punishment And who denies a Truth so evident Hath neither grace nor sense for all may see The soul's immortal and divinely bent And hath most force when shee from flesh is free Which proues her powre and immortalitee If soules and bodies then be so distinct And that the soule as she of God was made Is free from sinne and by her owne instinct Shee hates that sense that doth to sinne perswade How is it then that shee should be so bad For from the soule sinne doth her force deriue Which with her waight the body doth orelade Can shee both cause and yet against sinne striue Shee may quoth All but few doe it beleeue This is a Gulffe that swallowes vp the soule And quite confounds her if shee enters it This secret deepe deepe wisedome did enroule In that still-closed booke of secrets fit For Her alone to know not erring wit â— Therefore the more presumption we show In search hereof the more are we vnfit A secret so vnknowne as this to know For they know most thereof whose sp'rits are low The lesse sobrietie vve vse herein The more we erre in by-pathes of Offence And giddy headed headlong fal to sinne From which we hardly rise by penitence For sinnes presumptuous grace doe most incense Then let vs curbe our head-strong thoughts when they Would run beyond the reach of sapience And make them stop where wisdome points a stay That is to go no further then they may Many a curious Question hath bin mou'd Touching this secret and no fewer Iarres Hath it procur'd and all to be reprou'd Sith ev'ry one his owne conceite preferres Which to maintaine stil maintaines wilful warres Some so desire to know that faine they would Breake through the Bounde that humane knowledge barres To pry into His brest which doth infold Secrets vnknowne These strange opinions hold But let it vs suffize thus much to know That though the soule cannot be soild with sinne As God created her yet sinne doth flow From Adam to the soule and enters in When shee the bodie doth to moue begin Nor must we make her sinnefull in respect Shee with the Corpes is Cas'd as soild therein But make the Fault of Adam her infect VVhich is indeede sole cause of that effect At large to proue her immortalitie I should like her well-neere be infinite For if the Image of the Deity Bee found in Man in his soule it is right And though by Adam shee bee made vnright Yet by the second Adam full of grace Shee is againe reform'd and made vpright Which makes her striue when sin would her deface To foile it or at least not giue it place Inough my Muse of that vvhich nere ynough Can well be said and let me restlesse rest For I must ply my Penne which is my Plough Sith my lifes sunne is almost in the VVest And I provided yet but for vnrest Time flies avvay these Numbers number time But goodes they number not for their int'rest Is nought but Aire which though to heau'n it clime Is but meere Vapor rising but from slime There is no end in making many bookes and much reading is a wearinesse of the Flesh. Eccles. 12.12 Yet this we doe and pleasure take in toile Although we doe but plow the barraine Soile FINIS An Extasie WEther entranc'd or in a dreame of dreames Procur'd by Fancy in our sleepes extreames Or vvhether by a strong imagination Bred in the Bowels of deepe Contemplation My soule vvhen as my bodie vvaking was Did see what doth ensue in Fancies Glasse I know not vvell but this ful wel I know If it no substance were it was a show A show whereat my Muse admired much Which she with her best sense can scarslie touch It was so strange and full of mistery Past apprehension of her ingeny Me thought I saw at least I saw in thought As on a Rivers side I lay long-straught Eyeing the VVaters eie-delighting glide An heauenly creature more then glorifide Vpon the waues come tripping towards me Who scarse the water toucht did seeme to flee Her face was louely yet mee thought shee lookt As one that had long time and travell brookt The Robe she ware was lawne white as the Swanne Which siluer Oes and Spangles over-ran That in her motion such reflexion gaue As filâ—'d with siluer starres the heav'nly waue Her Browes two hemi-circles did enclose Of Rubies rang'd in artificiall Roes Whose precious haire thereto vvas so confixt That golde and Rubie seemed intermixt Vpon her head a siluer crowne shee ware Depressing so that rising golden Haire In token that shee knew no marriage Bed VVhich neâ—thelesse was richly garnished With rarest Pearle that on the arched bents That rose from that rich Crownes embattlements Did shine like that braue party-coulord Bow That doth Heav'ns glorie and their mercy show About her Necke hung Natures Miracle A Carcanet of glorious Carbuncle VVhich did the Sunne ecclipse and clos'd mine Eyes That they could not behold her other guise This sight though glorious much amated me From which rowzing my selfe I sought to flee But with the offer I fell downe againe As one whose Legges could not his Corpes sustaine Yet still I off'red bootelesse to be gon For Sights divine daunt the stout'st Champion At the first sight for Nature doth not love To see fraile Creature ought her selfe aboue VVhen lo this heau'nly Apparition Bad me not feare with sweete perswasion For I am shee quoth shee that lately was Thy Sov'raigne frëed from this Earthy Masse I now can like an Angell with a trice Shift place to serue the Prince of Paradice And I am come to thee by his permission That notwithstanding thy obscure condition Thou should'st by me haue light and cleerely see As in a Glasse what shal
insist But what I shall in this behalfe insert Through my no skill and lesse experiment Comes from a Muse that can but speake of part Much lesse hath skill to teach al government Or if shee had shee were too insolent So to presume sith Reason hath bin strain'd To highest reach for Rules of Regiment Sufficeth me to touch it as constrain'dâ— By that I handle els would haue refrain'd Nor wil I iustifie all rules for right That Policie approveth for direct God and Mans wisedome are repugnant quite Mans wisedome holdes for good a good effect Caused by ill which Gods doth stil reiect And to doe all that Policie doth will Must needes the soule with mortal Sores infect Heare what shee wils then iudge if well or ill And vse or els refuse it as yee will Whose powre if it with puissance be conioin'd Controules al powres saue hellish or divine It glues together states that VVarres vnioin'd And severs those that Concord did combine It makes or marres disposing Mine and Thine On Sov'raignes heads it makes Crownes close to sit That sooner shal their heads then Crownes decline It makes VVill law when VVit thinkes Law vnfit Yet wils that Law should lincke with VVill and wit It tels the Statesman sitting at the Sterne Embozom'd by his sov'raigne he must be Carefull the humor of his Lige to learne And so apply himselfe thereto that hee May neither crosse nor with it stil agree Like Sol that with nor gainst the Heaven goes But runnes ascue by whose obliquitie Each thing on Earth's conserv'd and gayly groes So Councellors their councels shoulde dispose And as the Moone reflects her borrowed light Vnto the Sunne that but lent her the same So statesmen should reflect how ere vnright Their wel-deservings and their brightest fame Vnto their Liege as though from him it came For Princes may put shame of their oresights Vpon their servants who must beare the blame Applying praises of those mens foresights Vnto themselues as if they were their rights Great Subiects must beware of subiects loue And Sov'raignes hate the first oft breeds the last Kings wil their Brethren hate if not reproue For being too wel belov'd who often tast The evil speede that growes from that loues hast Which makes great subiects in great policie That would of King and subiect be embrac'd To mix their vertues deeds with villany T' avoide the plague of Popularitie With submisse voice it tels the Soveraigne Severity makes weake Authoritie If that too oft the Subiects it sustaine And smal faults punisht with great cruelty Makes Feare and Hate desp'rate rebell'ouslie For death of Patients Emprickes lesse defame Then Executions oft doe Sov'raignty And all that haue delighted in the same Haue hate incurr'd and often death with shame For Policie can hardly wel prevent The purpose of true Hate made obstinate With ceaslesse plagues and extreame punishment For when the weakest hand is desperate It may confound a Caesar so a state Who death desires is Lord of others life He feares not hell that would be reprobate A calme Authoritie represseth strife When much severitie makes Rebels rifeâ— It 's better cure then cut of members ill If it may be and if that wil not serue Yet cut them off as t' were against thy will For Men hate not their members which they kerue Or cleane cut off the rest so to preserue For Cruelty sometimes is Clemencie Its mercy in the Prince peace to conserue To cut off Rebels with severity Lest they prevailing make an Anarchie And if in case a mighty Multitude Of mighty Men for Treason were to dy Policie would not haue the sword imbrude In bloud of them as t' were successiuely But all at once let them al headlesse ly For oft revenge with bloud to iterate The malice may suppresse of few too hy But stirres the harts of all to mortall hate Which may impeach the most secured state And therefore that which must be cut away Away with it at once quoth Policie And to the sores these plaisters ply straight way Doe some great good that argues Charity And pardon some to shew thy Clemencie To shedde the bloud of corrupt Maiestrates Doth not a little the paine qualifie The sacrifice of such hate expiates Thus bloud must heale what bloud exulcerates Intemp'rate Patients make Phisitions cruell And wayward Subiects make the Prince seveare Ceaselesse abuses of Ire is the fuell Can Sov'raignes beare when Subiects nought forbeare Such must be taught to loue through cause of feare For oft a ijrke from a kinde Masters hand AmoÌ„g much cockring makes our loue more deere When as we know it with our weale doth stand So short correction tends to long command Iudges corrupt and all Extortioners Like Spunges must be vsâ—d squiz'd being full And so must Iustice handle Vsurers They pull from Subiects Kings from theÌ„ must pull And wheÌ„ their fleece is grown sheare off the wooll These are the Canker-wormes of Common weales They mortifie and make the Members dull Then when the Head thereof these Cankers feeles He needes must clense them ere the Body heales For whosoever feares hate over much Knowes not as yet what Rules to Rule belong Let Subiects grutch without iust cause of grutch They will wheÌ„ they perceave the Prince they wroÌ„g To right the same continue Subiects long By Punishment and by Reward a State May be ore-aged beeing over yong In Mould of Love to melt the Commons hate Is to correct without respect of state From Piety and cleere-Eyde Providence Authoritie derives resistlesse force For Piety constraines Obedience Sith all beleeves the Heau'ns doe blesse her coorse And Providence subiection doth enforce For it foresees where Riott may runne out And with strong Barres which Barristers r'enforce Makes fast the Parke-pale there and round about That to goe through no one wil goe about It teacheth Princes wisely to beware How they exhaust their store for warre in peace To maintaine Reuellings and nothing spare That tends to Sensualities increase Although therfore their Flocks they often fleece It ill beseemes quoth Providence the Prince His owne and publike Treasures to decrease For private satisfaction of the sense Which sincks the State with waight of vain expeÌ„ce If there be factions for Sions cause So bee 't they breake not bounds of Charitie Instruction sooner then Correction drawes Such Discords to a perfect Vnity That yeelds a sweete Soule-pleasing harmony For when a Violls strings doe not concent We doe not rend them straight but leisurely VVith patience put in tune the Instrument So must it be in case of Government It s the least freedome Subiects can demaund To haue but liberty to hold their peace Who keepe their errors close from being scand Doe hurt none but themselves in warre or peace If Freedome true Obedience release It will containe it selfe in
in truth and equitie But pious Augustine canonized For piety saith there are certaine lies VVhereof no great offence is borne or bred Yet are not faultlesse in which leasings lies That lie which Kings for common good devise Hence may we see how much deprav'd we are VVhen Kings sometimes must faine and temporise For their estate and common-wealthes welfare VVhich would fare ill if they should it forbeare VVho note withall It breedeth small regard To bee too lavish of their presence when Among the commons it might well be spar'd For Maiestis like Deity in Men VVhen wee it see as farre as wee can ken Yet policie the proppe of waightie States VVould haue them present with all now and then As well to comforte as to cease debates Both which their harts to true loue captivates It tels them other Documents among That who so bridles their felicitie Shall better governe it and hold it long For Temp'raunce ioined with Authoritie Makes it resemble sacred Deitie It bids them loue the learned with effect VVho can with lines their liues historifie That ay shall last and their renownes erect As high as Heav'n maugre humane defect And here I cannot wonder though I would Sufficiently at these guilt times of ours VVherein great Men are so to money sold That Iupiter himselfe in golden Showres Wil basely stand to gather while it powres Mars scornes Minerva gibes at Mercurâ— He better likes Venerian Paramoures Greatnâ—sse regards not Prose or Poesie But weenes an Angell hath more Maiesty Artes perish wanting praise and due support And when want swaies the Senses Common-weale VVitts vitall faculties wax al amort The Minde constrain'd the Bodies want to feele Makes Salves of Earth the Bodies hurt to heale Which doe the Mind bemire with thoughts vnfitt HeÌ„ce come those dull Conceipts sharp witts reveale Which nice Eares deeme to come froÌ„ want of witt When want of wâ—alth indeede is cause of it How many Poets like Anatomies As leane as Death for lacke of sustenance Complaine poore Staruelings in sadd Elegies Of those whom Learning onely did advaunce That of their wants haue no considerance What Guift to Greatnesse can lesse welcome be Then Poems though by Homer pend perchaunce It lookes on them as if it could not see Or from them as from Snakes away wil flee What 's this to me thinkes he I did not this How then to me should praise thereof pertaine Thou hitt'st the Marke deere Sir yet dost misse For though no praise for penning it thou gaine Yet praise thou gett'st if thou that Pen sustaine That can eternize thee in Deathes despight And through it selfe thy grossest humors straine So make them pure at least most pure in sight Which to Posterity may be a light In common policy great Lords should give That so they may though great much more receaue The more like God the more they doe relive And the more VVriters they aloft doe heave The more renowne they to their Race doe leaue For with a droppe of ynke their Penns haue pow'r Life to restore being lost or life bereave Who can devour Time that doth all devoure And goe beyonde Tyme in lesse then an how'r Where had Achilles fame bin longe ere this Had not blind Homer made it see the vvay In Parchas â—pight to all eternities It had with him long since bin clos'd in Clay Where had AEneas name found place of stay Had Virgills verse of it no mention made It had ere this bin drown'd in deepe decay For without memory Names needes must vade And memory is ay the Muses Trade But how can these Daughters of Memory Remember those of whom they are dispis'd They are not Stocks that feele no iniurie But sprightly quicke and wondrous wel adviz'd Who though with loose Lines they are oft disguis'd Yet when they list they make immortal lynes And who soere by those lines are surpriz'd Are made eternal they and their Assignes Or wel or ill as Poesy defines Leaue we to vrge poore Poets iust complaint Sith they are deafe that should redresse the same That Policy we may yet better paint And consecrate more lines vnto her name That learnes our Pen her laudes by lines to frame Shee would that Government should never dy Which is the Rodd of Circes which doth tame Both Man and Beast if ledd by Policy And tends to perfect Mans Societie Shee teacheth Kinges to giue and take no vvrong One gettes Revenge Contempt the other gaines All gainfull Leagues she would haue lengthn'd long And not to warre vntill iust cause constraines For Iustice prospers VVarres and Thrones sustaines No Secrets nor no publike governments To Clawbacks or to those that scrach for gaines Shee would have shar'd for badd are all their bents And evermore doe ruyne governments In such is neither truth to God or King Therefore shee would have such aloofe to stand As farre at least as a bent brow can fling Them from the Sov'raigne or a straight command These bitter baneful weeds doe spil the Land But to the tried trusty she would haue The Sov'raignes favoure constantlie to stand For with their losse they seeke the whole to saue To whome like Fathers they themselues behaue Shee tells the Kinge that Treason gathers strength Extreamly in his weakenesse and requires That it be cut short ere it gathers length And level that that out of course aspires Shee chargeth Kinges to quench their vaine desires Of vaine expence without the Commons charge Lest it enflame Rebellions quenchlesse fires Which oft such large expence doth much inlarge Who oft the same vpon the King discharge Shee wils that holsome Lawes should be ordain'd Bereaving Kings of pow'r t' infringe the same For if their Crownes are by the Lavves sustain'd They should not breake the Props lest al the Frame Should fal to their confusion and shame That of Reteyners shee would have obseru'd Else most Ignobles in a Nobles name Wil let Lawes course which should be safe reseru'd And wrack the Poore which law would haue coÌ„serv'd And as the Law should governe Maiestrates So should the Maiestrates the People sway The Governours are living Lavves in States And a dumbe Maiestrate the Lavve is ay As Bodies Reason and the Soule obay So States should Law and Maiestrates by right For Law is Reason keeping all in Ray By which the wise themselues doe guide aright And Vulgares have it from Law-givers light She bidds the Sou'raigne take heede how he heares Much lesse embrace th' advice of selfe Conceipt For such Conceipt hath neither Eyes nor Eares To heare or see another but doth waite Vpon her selfe admiring her owne height In cases doubtfull it is dangerous T'admitte light Councells for for want of weight T' wil make the case to be more ponderous The whilst such Councells prove Aereous For it s oft seene that Publike Policie Occurrs with matters
which VVitt wel applies Then he that hath but Tongues though all that are And not the wisdomes which those Tongues cōprise May amongst fooles be held a Doctor rare But with the wise al Tongue and nothing spare Giue me the Man that knowes more then a Man Yet thinkes he knoweth no more then a Beast Giue me him quoth I where is he and who can Give me that Gifte sith such are al diceast Or if they bee not to be found at least Sage Socrates is deade and with him gon His Pupills that knew more then al the rest Yet thought they knew farre lesse then ev'ry one But now al seeme to know yet know doth none O! had a man al learning in his braine And were to heare or see the wondrous VVritt Of some deepe Doctors he should track them plaine From place to place where they haue borrowed it And nought their owne perhaps but what 's vnfitt Yet as if all were theirs they are admir'd As if their Sculls ensconst al skill and VVitt Or with some sacred furie were inspir'd When as God wott their VVitt is al-bemir'd Yet all take on as if all were their owne So t is all thinke or few know otherwise Which few perhaps as well as they haue stolne Borrow'd I would say but yet they are wise Not to detect each others pilferies The greatest skill these present times affoord Is others sayings cleanely to comprise In ours so that it be not word for word Which wit with moderne wisedome doth accorde But say a Man knew al that Man can know Yet doth the Divell know more then that Man What cause of pride then can it be to show Lesse knowledge and more pride then dam'd Sathan Who hath obseru'd all since the VVorld began Nor doe the Elementes repugnance marre His wits for he of Aire consists and can Command the same But in Man so they warre That he is taken Follies Prisoner Who knowes nought in the Cause but in th' effect The Divels knowledge to the cause extends Who enters Natures Brest and doth select All secrets of the same to secret endes For he th' Abysse of Causes darke descendes And with his Owles-eies that see best in darke Those Causes to the Causer comprehendes And how they are togither linckt doth marke Yet is lesse prowde of this then some meane Clarke Yet he can wonders worke amusing all For having view'd the forces of all thinges VVhether celestiall or terrestriall And with most curious search their true workings Their forces he with sleight togither brings And actiue to their passiue powres doth binde Yea one another so togither minges That it brings foorth by sympathie of kinde VVonders surmounting all conceite of minde No one excels him but that Three in One In wondrous workes which may amaze the wise But that same onely-wise Trin-vnion Workes Miracles wherein all wonder lies For Miracles aboue all VVonders rise Sith they are truely supernaturall But VVonders he to Natures Secrets ties Then wonders simplie are but naturall But Miracles meere Metaphysicall But be it that some Begger can extract By distillation or some other meane The Quintessence of any thing That Acte Suffiseth him to be as prowde as meane And though the starueling be as lewd as leane Yet thinkes he Kings should feede and make him fat Nay doe him homage O base Thing vncleane Canst thou for this thinke thou deservest that Or can a skill so base thee so inflate What Brest coulde bound thy Heart then if thou couldst Make the Elixer which so many marre It 's past most probable◠that then thou wouldst Seeke to be Deifide or els turne starre That Dull-heades might adore thee from afarre It is a skill indeede of rich esteeme And worthy of the rar'st Philosopher But could one doe the same as many seeme Yet no great wise one he himselfe should deeme For al his wits to this should be restrain'd Sith to worke wonders the whole man requires And though at length perhaps he it attain'd Yet should he bee to seeke that VVit desires In other matters then these feates by fires Sage Salomon whose wisedome wonder wan Knew al in all which all in one admires Yet knew that all was vaine and he a man Vainer then Vanitie that nothing can Our knowledge is so slender and so fraile That the least pride cannot depend thereon Pride breaks our Cōnings necke which oft doth faile To hold aright the nature of one Stone Much lesse to know the kindes of ev'ry one Compare the All we know with the least part Of that we know not wee shall see alone That God is wise And men are voide of Art And blinde in wit and will in Minde and Hart. Be he a Pleader and a wordie Man Whose VVinde the true Elixer is for it The Aire to Aurum transmute lightly can If once he gets a name for law-ful wit Hee thinkes high pride for him alone is fit Convoies of Angels then must help the most Vnto his speech for he makes benefit Of ev'ry word for not one shal be lost Or if it be the next shall quit that cost Vp goe his Babell-Towres of Pompe and Pride That to the High'st he may next neighbour be No neighbour neeres him his grounds are so wide Then not a Nod without a treble fee An Angell though most bright he cannot see And yet to know the Law is but to know How Men should liue and without Law agree Which Reason to the simplest Soule doth show Then pride is farre too high for skill so low But though the Lawyer liues by others losse And hath no place in Platoes Common-weale Yet if he will not crosse Law for the crosse That no Man hates but all doe loue to feele Hee 's worthy of the Crosse sweete Comforts Seale For Lawyers ought like Lawes to make Men good And who are in the wronge or Right reveale Then are they worthy of al liuelyhood That make men liue in perfect Brotherhood But that a Petti-fogging prating patch That gropes the Law for nothing but for Galles Should be so prowde as if he had no match For tossing Lawes as they were Tennis Bals This vexeth God and Good-men at the Galles Yet such there are too many such there are Who are the Seedes-men of Litigious Bralls And are so prowde that by the Lawes they dare Contend with Crassus though they nought cāspare I graunt the Law to bee an holy thing Worthy of reverence and all regard But the abuse of Law and so of King By such as will abuse both for reward Is dam'd hard tearme yet that course is more hard Can such finde patrones such course to protect They can and doe but would they might be barr'd From Barres or that ore Barres they might be peckt El◠at Barres with as hard a doome be checkt Hinc ille Lachrymae ô griefe of griefes My Muse be
least seeme to grow That Nature from her owne them shal not know PluÌ„bs Peares Dats Filbeards Apples glistering Cherries Pomgranats Peaches Medlars Mulberies Lymmons and Orenges some ripe some greene What shal I say al fruit that ere were seene This artificial Eden shal containe Thine eie with pleasure stil to entertaine Hard by shal runne from Artificial Rockes Confected waters sweete vvhose falling mockes The voice of birds which made by science shal Tune their sweete notes to that sweeâ—e waters fal Here shal arise an hand-erected Mounte From whose greene side shal glide a siluer founâ— Encreasing breadth as it runnes by degrees Hemd in with Couslips Daffadils and Trees That ore the same an Arche of Bowes shal make Through which the Sunne shal parcel-gild the Lake Beneath which in this little siluer Sea Shal bathe the daughters of Mnemosine Singing like Syrens playing Lyres vpon Beheav'ning so this hand-made Helicon Behinde the Trees coucht drown'd in Daffadillis Oxslips wilde Cullambines and water Lillis Shal Eluâ—s and Fairies their abiding make To listen to these Ladies of the Lake Actêon here shal metamorphiz'd bee Great Obron there shal ring his companee And here and there shal be varietie Of what so ere may charme the eare or eie Vnder a gloomy Bowre of stil-greene Baies That stil greene keepe their mortall makers praise Where Eglantines with flowres thrust in their Noses Intangled with the slips of damaske Roses Stil fresh and flourishing as month of Maie There shalt thou heare of loue the svvetest lay Which shall thy greedy sense so much inchaunt That where thou art thou shalt be ignoraunt And what thou art thou shalt not much respect Sith heav'n-rapt souls that VVhat do quight neglect There Angells notes shal so inchant thine Eares That thou shalt swim in ioy though sunck in Cares Here Lab'rinthes intricate of winding vvalkes Of Mirtles filld with Maie-bowes in the Balkes Where out shal breath soule-ravishing perfume VVhich time wil rather prosper then consume Shal lull fraile sense asleepe in pleasures lapp From melancholie free'd and al mishapp Each foote of grasse-made ground orelaid shal be VVith Natures Daizie-decked Draperee And therewith-al to yeeld the more delight Angell-fac'd Fairies clad in vestures white Shal come in tripping blithsome Madrigalls And foote fine Horne-pippes Iigges and Caterbralls That done the Driads and the Silvane crue Successiuelie thy solace to renewe In Matecheines Lavolts and Burgamasks Shal hardlie plie these time-beguiling Tasks Each Tree shal droppe downe sweete Ambrosia Or cordial Spices Myrrh and Casia The Baies shal sprinkle from their dewey Bowes Rose-water cleere to cheere thy handes and Browes Nought shal bee wanting in this Earthlie Heav'n That Art and Nature to Delight have giv'n Or by the pow'r of Spirites may bee fulfill'd To ravish sense with al that Heav'n may yeeld For I wil dive into th' infernal deepâ—s VVhere Pluto Prince of riches revell keepes And make him dance attendance on my Traine T' effect thy pleasure deere sweete Soveraigne There shalt thou see without al cause of feare The glorious worthies of the world that were How Caesar in rich Triumph entred Rome And Scipio when he Africk had orecome There shal the stately Queene of Amazons Penthesilea with her Minions Present thee with a Maunde of fruite divine Cull'd from the golden Tree of Proserpine Hector Achilles Priam Hecuba Great Agamemnon Pyrrhus Helena Or whom soever thou desir'st to see Shal at a beck doe homage vnto thee I le ripp the Bowells of the subtile Aire And bring the Sp'rits therin in fashion faire To counterfet the Musick of the Spheares And with Heav'ns harmony to fil thine Eares To fetch for thee from the extreame extent Of Earthes huge Globe what ere may thee content To flie vpon thine errand with a trice To fetch thee fruite from Earthly Paradice To entertaine thee when alone thou art VVith al the secrets of each hidden Art And whatsoere the heav'nly Cope doth cover To thee that thou maist know it to discover The Stone so sought of all Philosophers The making of which one so many marrs Thou shalt directly make it at thy pleasure T' enrich thy kingdome without meane or measure The great Elixer making small ones great Like dust thou shalt make common in the Streete And if thou wilt high waies shal paved bee With burnisht gold made onely but by thee If thou wouldst haue the Aïer turn'd and tost To strike a terrour in each Clime or Coste These Sp'rits that Lord it ore that Element Shal doe the same for thee incontinent And when thou wouldst â—pare their societie They with a vengance through the Aire shal flie VVithout the least hurt done to thee or thine Except it be in making you divine There shal no kingdomes Cares that life destroie And like Hell-paines the Hart and Minde annoy Once dare to ceaze vpon thy blisseful Hart For I wil charme them so by Pleasures Art That they shal seeme as dead and never sterr Thy solace to disturbe in peace or vvarre I le reave sweete voyced Boies of what they may Ill spare if spare to sing thy Cares awaie I le make some others spend their total time To make sweete strings expresse the twangs of Rime VVhich tickle shal thy hart-strings with such mirth That thou shalt saie ha this is Heav'n on Earth Thy royal Table shal be serv'd with Cates Surmounting farre Coelestial Delicates Ambrosia shal be thy coursest Cheate And Manna Angells-foode thy Groomes shal eate Delicious VVines that make sweete Nectar sowre Beauties divine in precious Boles shal powre To comfort Nature and to glad thy Hart VVith comfort that surmounteth Natures Art The Samos Pecocke and the Malta Crane The dainty Lamprey in Tartâ—sia tane The Phrigian Woddcock and th' Ambracian Gote The fine fish Asinellus hardly gott The Oisters of Tarentum fish of Helops The Goldny of Cilicia Chios Scalopps The Nutts of Tasia and th' AEgyptian Dates In few all kingdomes choisest Delicates That to the Pallate pleasure may affoord Shal ore abound vpon thy bounteous Boord When from a Silver'd Tent to please thine Eare Cornettâ— Recorders Clarions thou shalt heare Whiles to delight thy sight as wel as hearing Stately Dumb showes before it shal be sterring Which wel tongu'd Mercury shal faire relate Stil pointing to thy praise and glorious state VVhen with these Sweetes thou art wel satisfied I le make thee Beds of flowres divinly dide VVhere thou thy Loues for your Limbs reposes May drownd your selues among sweet damask Roses And while your rest the sacred Muses nyne Singing ful sweetely Ditties most divine That for Harts ioy wil cause the Eyes to weepe Shal lullabie your blisful Soules asleepe Continual Iusts and roial Turnaments Furnisht with al Eye-pleasing ornaments Mummings Masks Plaies Plaies that shal play with Care As Catt with Mouse to kill her comming There VVhat booteth it to weare a golden Crowne If thorny Cares it line to make thee frowne Away with Care therefore awaie with
good hart will haue consideration of his meate diet Eccl. 30.25 Eccl. 10.17 Note Simil. a Corne. Psal. 144. 13 Pro. 27. 26. The person that is ful despiseth an hony-combe but vnto the hungry Soules as hunger-bitteÌ„ Soldiers every bitter thing is sweete Prov. 27.7 * The fore part of the Scull Psal. 104. 1â— Eccl. 31.28 When the righteous are in auctority the people reioyce but when the wicked bear rule the people sigh Prover 29 2. * Psal. 144. 9. Ps. 119.67.71 God King Sir Phil. Sidâ— Sir R. Sidney Sir Ed. Dy. Sir Ed. Wingfield The light of the kings couÌ„tenaÌ„ce is life his fauour is as a clowde of the later raine Prover 16.15 * 1. Tim. 6.15 Rom. 19.16 * Psa. 64.45.6 2. Pet. 2.4 In Gâ—d are all sith without him are no Ioyes Math. 11 2â— Deut. 32.42 Ramuâ— Paris Rochel They disease thereby killing and ease them being killed 2. Kin. 11.1,2,3 2. Kin. 16. 3. 2 Chro. 28.16 * 2. Kin 6.26 27,28,29 2. Sam 7.18 Gen 10.6.8.10 Isai. 66.19 Sir Roger Williams f P. Parmâ— Ioh. 10.12.18 * Christ the true God of Wisedome the onelie Sunne inâ—lightning our Intelligence * The secrets of the highest Heaven are farre aboue the reach of humane Reasonâ— * Every knowledge hath its beginning of the senses which are often deceiu'd Therefore all scieÌ„ces which are deriu'd fast rooted in the senses are vncertaine deceiptfull a The vnderstanding abused by the misreport of the inferior senses diverts the will from embracing good obiected to hir 3. Kinds of Appetites in all creatures The naturall apetite two-folde Soules Vegetatiue The natural desire how devided The sensitiue apetite two-fold a Though Beastâ— haue much more perfect outwaâ—d senses then Men yet can thâ—y not imploy them reasonably as Men doo b Free-will is not avoided by grace but established because grace healeth the Will that is giveth vs a will to righteousnes Aug. de spiritu littera Cap. 30. c That we doâ— will wellâ— God worketh of himself without vs and when we will so well that we doe accordingly God worketh togither with vs. August De gratia libero arbitrio Cap. 17 d God draweth vnto him but he draweth none but the willing e God giues regenerate Men free-will to do well but the reprobate haue free-will onely to doe evill Musculus coÌ„moÌ„ places f Godlinesse hath the promises of this life and that to come When Man pleaseth God God wil please Man All is to be given to God who prepareth the good-will of Man to bee holpen and helpeth i being pâ—epared Aug Enchir. ad Laurent Cap. 22. g These are Beasts in humane shape whereof the World 's too full h Griefe Ioy are alwaies Consociates of our will i The will naturally cannot desite that which in nature is evill Will makes Reason to attend her The Wil may obiect or not obiect what shee will to the Minde The vnderstaÌ„ding straineth out of the secret hidâ— causes of thinges that which to wisdoÌ„e is incident Wil exacting the saÌ„e * The Wil refuseth Good being found not for being good but not being so good as it willingly would hauâ— Iâ—l spirits may provoke our faÌ„tasies wilâ— It is a kind of bondage to haue powre wil and liberty to doe ill Whosoever seekes felicity where it is not shall finde infelicity where it is Reason and mans desires shoulde be in continuall league The Hart and Minde beeing at Vnity procure the tranquility of the Affections The Braines and Hart are the Seates of Reason and the AffectioÌ„s Sin is nothing because it was made without him without whoÌ„ nothing was made that was made a Sinne. b The scriptur c That is betweene Reason and the Affections Reason Concupiscence Ire 3. speciall powres of the Soule Anima Mens Animus Ratio Spiritus Scientia The soule vseth not the ministry of the outward senses when shee is swallowed vp with divine meditations The soule being divine works divinely if shee bee not hindred by her Clog the body The Hart the Mirror of the Minde A cleane Hart and a cleane soule are convertible * Natures providence for Manns good should lift vp his minde to the consideration of the loue of a greater Good The Hart is the fountaine of naturall heate The Hartes motion is double * A motiue to brotherly loue taken from the disposition of the Members The flesh of the Hart is the firmest flesh of any part of the Body * Iniustâ—ce makes great Kinges lesse then Fame can take notice of The Hart is hang'd in the Brest by even counterpoise Many good comâ—lexions are ill in conditions Mutual loue is to be learned from the mutuall assistaÌ„ce of the partes of the body Vertues Throne is erected iust betweene extreames * Murder themseluâ—s a The Soule Vegeâ—atiuâ— dâ—siâ—es to Be The Sensitiue to be well The reasonable to be best and therfore it never rests till it be ioyned to the best * Eviâ—l cleaves to each worldly Good as Canker doth to Silver * Ioy and sorrow as Plato affirmes are the Ropes wherewith we are drawne to the embracing or avoiding of euery action * Iudgement foregoes the Affections * The Affections may work without souÌ„d advisement a The Soule worketh by motion and the Body by Action * Phisicke can extenuate the Humors that make the Body vnapt to execute the workes of Vertue * Humors be the children of the Elements An Element what 2. Elements in Phisick-Arte Complexion what Wel tempred Complexion what Il CoÌ„plexion what The Bodies temper is fiue waies discerned A natural reason for the gurmaÌ„dizing and quaâ—fing of the Flemmings The Coulor shews the bodies temper The reason why men cholericke of coÌ„plexion are â—oone angry A humor what Howe the meates are changed to Humors How the Humors raigne in mans body How when the Planets rule in mans body Precise dates assigned to severall changes of mans age in his life Psal. 31.11 * Paint the face * Bis puer The Aire wee breath may hasteÌ„ our age Causes of the Aiers putrification consequently of grosse witte The passions of the Aier do affect our Minds The situation of the Place makes the Aier good or badde Foode good or badd helpes or hinders Witte a The Hart Brayne * Wine moderatly taken cheeâ—es â—he Haâ—t spiâ—itâ— 3. Offices of Drinke f Vomittâ— g Gluttony Drunkenâ—sâ—e are he horrible sepultureâ— of mans reason iudgment Temperate exercise available to minde and bodie Natural heate The Sons of Adam borne to labour Divinity oft in dreames A natural reason for the divinity of Dreames Over much watching debilitates our wittes This waking care breaketh the sleepe as a great sickenesse breakes the sleepe Eccle 31 2. â—â—re enemy â—o sleâ—pe and â—â—â—epe coÌ„â—orâ—â—â— of Care Care a CaÌ„ker to Minâ—e and Body a The laboure of like Bodies be not a like painfull For glory in a Prince makes the laboure lighter then that