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A11404 The third dayes creation. By that most excellent, learned, and diuine poet, VVilliam, Lord Bartas. Done verse for verse out of the originall French by Thomas VVinter, Master of Arts; Sepmaine. Day 3. English Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Winter, Thomas, Master of Arts. 1604 (1604) STC 21660; ESTC S110634 26,100 49

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ioyfull sound Renewes the world each yeare and by his strength Each thing is borne doth liue and grow to length It makes the plough-swaine scatter not in vaine Vpon the crumbled earth his hopefull graine Which couerd with the plough and hatch'd with care Vnder the labour of the renting share It dies to spring and moistly hote doth tend Downward his root vpward his blade to send Enriching with his verdure all the plaines And cheares the husbandmen with hope of gaines The bud growes to an hearbe th'hearbe to a reede The reede an eare the eare produceth seede The eares to saue them from the sparrowes wast With bearded eyles is hemd and ramperd fast The seed hath cods that it nor fall nor rot Nor blast by wind water or weather hote And the soft stemme to beare more bet the seed Is vnderpropt as t' were with a new reed Reader excuse me if thy wondring eye So many trees do in my wood espie My meadow so beslowr'd my garden hearbed My close so fruitfull and my field so garbed Sith in the I le of Zebut there 's a tree Surnamed Cocos which appeares to be The tree called Cocos and his strange proprieties described More rich then ought that woods or hils or fields Or close or garden or an orchard yeelds Art thirstie in his bruised leaues is wine Hast need of slaxe to make thee linnen fine Then take the barke beate it and do it twist To make thee cloth thereof when ere thou list Wouldst thou so soone haue butter do but clap Thy greedie teeth into the tender sap Dost long for oyle why that it yeelds also If so his fruite be tossed to and fro Wantst vineger why all that 's to be done Is for to lay it in the burning Sunne Wilt thou haue sugar take his pompions ripe And coole them in some fresher water pipe T is what thou wilt I feare when Midas shall But touch it t' will become a golden ball I thinke that God to make our ioyes notorious The earth so fruitfull and his name so glorious Would nothing else haue made if the whole frame Should not haue had lesse beautie by the same Now th'earthy surface is not onely drest Of the rich mettals and minerals emboweld in the earth With things of price for in her fruitfull brest Such treasures heaped are as by no meane Can lucre-hunting men make riddance cleane As more then all the starres in heauens vault Or roaring waues of Amphitrite salt Then haruest eares or branches in the wood Then foure-foot beasts or fishes in the floud I will conceale the Ieat Marble and Slat Sa●…t a Su●… monte●… natius salis vt in India Oronienus in quo lapicidinarum modocae ●…itur renasce●… 〈◊〉 regum vect galex coest quàm ex a●…ro atque margari●…s Pl●… lib. 31. cap. 7. Oromen shall this time be forgat That mount in b Arragon also whose shiuers Do season meate for all the mountaine liuers I am content that now my booke do passe Adorn'd with Mercurie Vermilion Brasse With Orpine Copper Siluer Gold and Oare Antimonie Lead Tinne and Iron stoare It pleaseth me t'enchase my worke of gold With Christall that each faces life doth hold The purple Amethist th'Agate of name So diuers and the Diamond of rich fame The Cassidon faire circled to be seene The Opall Sardonix and Emraud greene Hard Topaze with the Carbuncle that burneth Although the fire his substance neuer turneth I know the earth seemes to a wretched wight None of the f●…med mettals are of themselues hu●…tfull although the co●…●…pt nature of man do most vngraciously abuse them No mother but stepmother full of spite Because she brings foorth to our litle good Care-bringing gold and iron shedding bloud As if mans malice made not vice abound But these vnfaultie mettals of the ground Like as th'alluring treasured gold doth kill Both soule and bodie of the man that 's ill So gold doth vertue guild and giues vs wings Wherewith t' aspire vnto the a Formam quidem ipsam Mar ce sili tanquá faciem honesti vides qu●… si ●…culis cerne●…etur mirabiles am●…res vt a●… Plato excitaret sapientiae Cic. de Ossic. lib. 1. fairest things Man well aduis'd with iron serues his turne To plow the field that thankfull yeelds him corne For to defend his countrie and his life From stranger tyrannie and ciuill knife But wicked men do neuer iron take But for hell furies weapons of it make To spoile the passenger to kill his brother To wast his countrie massacre his mother Like drunkards that abuse a gift diuine Other like instances And drowne their reason in a cup of wine Simil. Of the secret vertue and admirable sympathie of the Loadstone As corrupt Lawyers with their eloquence Do palliate vice and burden innocence As Preachers false Gods word do often vse When they the hearers fouly do abuse For as the mustie vessell that doth stinke Depriues of smell God Bacchus richest drinke So Gods best gifts are turn'd to vile excesse Of vice when vicious men do them possesse Shall I the b Magnes appel latus est ab inuētore vt author est Nicander in Idareperius inuenisse autē●…rtur cla●… crepidarum baculi cuspide harentibus ●…m armenta pasceret Plin. lib. 36. cap. 16. Load-stone passe that dead-aliue My reason doth of reason selfe depriue Magnesian praise vndrawing drawing stone Whose Lure is secret and his hooke vnknowne His baites and grapples are insensible His lines vnseene his hands inuisible Draw distant iron and is nere at rest Till with a longed kisse his hope be blest Nay with embracement and knowes not the force O loyall mind of vncoupling diuorce Vnlesse we them disioyne such tender loue This stone and iron towards each do proue And though a put-betweene barre their desire It puts not out their in-bred louing fire But towards one another leape they will At least by signes confirming their good will Good God who can conceiue why that a ring But touch't therewith should straight his fellow bring That second draw a third that third another And that pull after his fifth iron brother Good Lord whence comes this vertue that doth cause That one vntoucht must follow th 'others lawes That knit and bound and glued they should be Where neither glue nor knot nor coard we see Disprouing reason holding no compound Can hang in th' aire not falling to the ground Now I know well that a Lucretius he whose cunning wit The cause of this sympathie vndemonstrable With Latine weeds the Grecians skill did fit And from his wife receiu'd that deadly drinke Wherewith t' augment his loue she foole did thinke Doth striue to shew by many a subtill reason The reason of this sympathie so geason But Lucrece tell whence comes that vertue forth That turnes the compasse-needle to the North Toucht by this stone faile not in this essay And I