dare not aspire To quench the burning flame of my desire I should but serue my soldiers for a Ieast And Iudith faire would count me but a beast Then Bagos well acquaint with such a cast He fed the lamp that brunt but ouerfast If priuate men quoth he and people poore That goes not ouer the threshold of their doore But spends their daies in trauell and debate And neuer seeks to win a better state Liues not content if that the Cyprian Dame Do not sometime their frozen harts enflame What slaues are those then on whose backs are drest The burdens of this world who takes no rest For Publike weale but wakes with Argus eies For others ease that to no care applies If they among so many great vexations May not receiue in loue some recreations Pursue your loue my Lord and make no let To take the fish that els is in your net And as ere this you haue me faithfull found In like Ambassades when ye them propound So shall you finde me in this loue of new To be as faithfull secret trest and trew Alas how many such are in our times In princes Courts that high to honour climes More for their handling such an enterprise Then for their being valiant learnde or wise Sometimes the Courts of kings were vertuous schooles Now finde we nought in Court but curious fooles O you whose noble harts cannot accord To be the slaues to an infamous Lord And knowes not how to mixe with perlous Art The deadly poyson of the Amorous dart Whose natures being free wills no constraint Nor will your face with flattring pensile paint For wel nor wo for pittie nor for hire Of good my Lords their fauours to acquire Go not to Court if yee will me beleue For in that place where ye think to retreue The honour due for vertue ye shall finde Nought but contempt which leaues good men behinde Ye worthy Dames that in your breasts do bear Of your al-seeing God no seruile fear Ye that of honour haue a greater care Then sights of Courts I pray you come not thare Let men that in their purse hath not a myte Clothe them like kings and play the hypocrite And with a lying tale and feined chear Court-cozen them whom they would see on bear Let there the Pandar sell his wife for gain With seruice vile his noblesse to attain Let him that serues the time chaunge his entent With faith vnconstant saile at euerie vent Ye sonnes of craft bear ye as many faces As Proteus takes among the Marine places And force your natures all the best ye can To counterfait the grace of some great man Chamaeleon like who takes to him ech hew Of black or white or yellow green or blew That comes him next So you that finds the facion To hurt the poor with many-a great taxacion You that do prease to haue the princes eare To make your names in Prouinces appear Ye subtill Thurims sell your fumish winde To wicked wights whose senses ye do blinde Ye fearfull Rocks ye ymps of Achelois Who wracks the wisest youth with charming vois Ye Circes who by your enchantment strange In stones and swine your louers true do change Ye Stymphalids who with your youth vptaks You rauens that from vs our riches raks Ye who with riches art and painted face For Priams wife puts Castors sister in place Ye Myrrhas Canaces and Semirames And if there rest yet mo defamed dames Com all to Court and there ye shall reâ—aue A thousand gains vnmeet for you to haue There shall you sell the gifts of great prouinces There shal you sell the grace of graceles princes Stay heer my Muse it thee behoues to haue Great constancy and many-a Hercles braue To purge this age of vices more notable Then was the stals of foule Aegeans stable Return to Iudith who to bring to passe Her high attempt before her sets her glasse And ginnes to deck her hair like burnisht gold Whose beuty had no peer for to behold Then went she to his tent where she espide The gorgious tappestries on euerie side Of Persian Kings of Meds and Syrian stories How Ninus first prickt forth with great vain glories Subdewd the East then next in order came Disguis'd in kinde his wife Queen Semirame Who took the Scepter and with tourrets hye Great Babylon erected to the skye Lo how a Prince with fingers white and fine Sardanapalus In womens weed the tender twist doth twine Who bare a Rock in sted of Royall mace And for a man with woman changeth grace In gestures all he frisles and he fards He oynts he bathes his visage he regards In Crystall glasse which for his sword he wore And lost his crowne without all combat more Amongst his vertugals for ayde he drew From his Lieutenant who did him pursew And wan his Scepter Yet with fâ—eble yre He burnt himself and ended his empyre Behold a Bitch then feeds sucking childe Amongst the pricking thornes and brambles wilde Cyruâ— Who grew so great and was of such a fame That bond and free his waged men became And afterward subuerted to his lawe The Median scepter vnder Persians awe But what is he that so reformed goze Before the camp and wants his eares and noze That was that seruant true who by that slight Brought Babylon again in Darius might While Iudâ—th fed her eies with figures vaine Her hart replete with passions and with paine The Genrall came and with a visage gent Saluted her and by the hand her hent And caused her sit down vpon a chare The more at ease to view her beuties rare Then when he saw himself so neare his pleasure He brunt in hart and scarse could byde the leasure Till Venus with her garland shewde in sight On his Horizon to renue the night This widow finding then the time vnmeete Gods iust determination to complete Made much delay and fand full many-a skuâ—e With sundry talke this tyrant to abuse And said my Lord I pray you shew to me What furie iust hath mov'd your maiesty What haue our people done please it your Grace By whom or when that Izaks holy race Might so prouoke a Prince to wrackfull war In toungs and lawes so sep'rate from vs far Then said the Duke vncourteous should I be If I deny O faire to answere thee Now as the heav'n two Sunnes cannot containe So in the earth two kings cannot remaine Of equall state So doth ambition craue One king will not another equall haue My Prince is witnesse who at warres did fall With king Arphaxat cause he raisde his wall Of Ecbatane so high that it did shame To Niniue and Babell feard the same For which he vndertooke to spoyle his throne And race his Scepter to the lowest stone With spite his buildings braue he cast adown Arphaxat then a man of great renowne And worthie of his Scepter and his state Thought better in the field to make debate Then beare a scorne his Meds
steams Stopt with dead bodies so that never-more It should haue seen the Ocean as before Nor payd the Tribute that his Duty craues Saue that the crimsin holp the crystall waues Praysed be God sayd Iuda praysed be The Lord of Hoasts the King of Maiesty That moawes his Foes that doth his owne protect That holds so deer the blood of his elect That fights for vs and teacheth vs to fight Conquer and triumph of the Pagan's might And finally doth punish Tyrants fel With their owne swords to saue his Israel But notwithstanding Ieroboam's Plot Wicked generatioÌ„ of the wicked His third Successor yet succeeds him not A barbarous Fury raigneth in his Race His bloudy Scepter shifteth hands apace Nadab his son and all his seed beside Feels cursed Baasha's cruell Paricide And Baasha's issue is by Zimri slain Zimri by Zimri then doth Omri raign Omri accursed for his owne transgression But more accursed for the foule succession Of such a Son as Achab sold to Sin That boldly brings Sidonian Idols in Builds vnto Baal and of all Kings the worst Weds Iezabel adds Drunkenness to Thirst. Blinde Superstition's like a drop of Oyl 2. Similes Still spreading till it all a Garment spoyl Or like a spark fall'n in a floor of Mat Which soon inflameth all the Chamber that Fiers the whole House the House the Town about Consuming all and never going-out Till Goods and Bodies Towrs and Temples high All in a Toomb of their owne ashes lye When one begins how little be 't to stray From the diuine Law 's little-beaten way We cursed fall into the black Abysse Of all foul Errrors every Sin that is Donns sacred Mask and monsters most ahhord Killing the Saints we think to please the Lord As Achab did who vanquisht with the spel Speach grace and face of painted Iezabel Presumes to lay his sacrilegious hand On th' oyled Priests that in Gods presence stand Of honest Men his Towns depopulates Lessens the Number of his Noble States T' augment his Lands and with the bloud of His Wrights th' Instruments of his new Purchases But slain at last by th' Hoast of Benhadad His Son * Ahaziah succeeds him and almost as bad He breaks his neck and leaues his fatall place To 's brother Ioram last of Achab's race An odious race th' alliance of whose blood Corrupts the Heirs of Iosaphat the good Causing his Son charm'd with Athalia's wile In 's Brother's bloud his armed arms to file And Ahaziah's giddy brain t' infect With the damn'd Error of Samarian Sect. But though these Kings did openly oppugn And stubbornly the King of Heav'n impugn Though Abrah'ms issue now degenerate Did but too-neer their Princes imitate Though over all a Chaos of confusion A Hell of Horror Murder and Delusion A Sea of Sins contempt of God and Good Cover'd these Kingdoms as another Flood God left not yet that Age without his Oracles A hundred Prophets strong in word and miracles Resist their rage and from sad drowning keep The wracked planks on th' Idol-Ocean deep Cleer Sommer Noons need not a candle-light Simile Nor sound Physician but clean opposite So in our Soules the more Sin 's Floods do flowe The more God makes his Mercie 's Gulf to growe For his Embassage in sad Achab's dayes Elijah the Prophet Thes bite Elijah did th' Almighty rayse Who burning-bold in spirit and speach cries-out In Achab's ears and all his Court about O impious Achab fear'st thou not quoth he The sulphury flames and Thunder-bolts that be Already roaring in the dreadfull fist Of God the Lord that doth the proud resist Revengeth wrongs th' outrageous Heathen's Hammer Terror of Terrors and all Tyrants Tamer Doost thou not knowe He threats to Israel A Heav'n of Brass if they his grace repel Reiect his loue and get them other Loues Whoring about with forrain Gods in Groves God cannot lie His dreadfull Threatnings ever Draw dreadfull Iudgements if our Sin persever As the Lord lives this thirsty yawning Plain In seav'n six Month's drinks not a drop of Rain No sooner spoken but in present view Description of the extreame Drought in Israel for three years and a half The Heav'ns begin to change their wonted hew Th' Aire deadly thick doth quickly vanish quight To a sad Day succeeds a sadder Night A bloudy vapour and a burning cloud By day begirt the Sun all coaly-browd By night the Moon denies to fading Flowrs Her silver sweat and pearly-purled showrs The Welkin 's studded with new Blazing-Stars Flame-darting Lances fiery crowns and Cars Kids Lions Bears wrapt in prodigious Beams Dreadfull to see and Phoebus as it seems Weary of travail in so hote a time Rests all the while in boyling Cancer's clime Hills lately hid with snowe now burn a main May hath no Deaw nor February Rain Sad Atlas Nieces and the Hunter's Star Have like effect as the Canicular Zephyre is mute and not a breath is felt But hectik Auster's which doth all things swelt And panting-short puffs every-where vpon The withered Plains of wicked Shomeron Th' vnsavorie breath of Serpents crawling o're The Lybians pest-full and vn-blest-full shoar Now Herbs to fail and Flowrs to fall began The miserable effects therof Mirtles and Bayes for want of moist grew wan With open mouth the Earth the aid doth crave Of black-blew Clouds cleer Kishon's rapid wave Wars now no more with Bridges arched round Sorek for shame now hides him vnder ground Mokmur whose murmur troubled with the noise The sleeping Shepheards hath nor stream nor voice Cedron's not Cedron but late Cedron's bed And Iordan's Current is as dry as dead The beam-brow'd Stag and strong-neckt Bull do ly On palc-faç't banks of Arnon also dry But neither sup nor see the Crystal Wave Ouer the which so often swom they have The lusty Courser that late scorn'd the ground Now lank and lean with crest and courage downd With rugged tongue out of his chained mouth With hollow-flanks panting for inward drouth Rouling his Bit but with a feeble rumor Would sweat for faintnes but he wanteth humour The Towr-backt Camel that best brooketh Thirst And on his bunch could have transported yerst Neer a whole Houshold now is able scant To bear him self he is so feebly-faint Both yong and olde both of the base and best Feel a fel Aetna in their thirstie brest To temper which they breath but to their wo For for pure air they sup into them so A putride thick and pestilentiall fume Which stuffs their Lights and doth their lives consume Ther 's not a Puddle though it strangely stink But dry they draw't Sea-Water's dainty Drink And fusty-Bottles from beyond-Sea South Bring Nile to Somer for the Kings owne mouth For though the Lord th' whole Land of Syria smights Th' heat of his Anger on Samaria lights With greatest force whose furious Prince implies The Prophet Cause of all these miseries Therefore he fearing Achab's ragefull hate Down to Brook Châ—rith's hollow
Pearl and Gold From Russia Furres to keep the rich from cold From Florence Silks From Spayn Fruit Saffron Sacks From Denmark Amber Cordage Firres and Flax From France and Flanders Linnen Woad and Wine From Holland Hops Horse from the banks of Rhine In brief each Country as pleas'd God distribute To the Worlds Treasure payes a sundry Tribute Man lord of the World which for the commodity of his life contributes bountifully all maner of necessaries And as sometimes that sumptuous Persian Dame Out of her Pride accustomed to name One Prouince for her Roab her Rayl another Her Partlet this her Pantofles the tother This her rich Mantle that her royall Chain This her rare Bracelets that her stately Train Euen so may Man For what wilde Hill so steep What so waste Desart what so dangerous Deep What Scaso wrackfull or so barren shoar In all the World may be suppos'd so poor But yields him Rent and free from enuious Spight Contributes frankly to his Lifes Delight The same more especially dilated in the particulars Th' inammell'd Valleys where the liquid glass Of siluer Brooks in curled streams doth pass Serue vs for Gardens and their flowerie Fleece Affoords vs Sythe-work yeerly twice or thrice The Plains for Corn the swelling Downs for Sheep Small Hills for Vines the Mountains strangely-steep Those Heav'n-climbe Ladders Labyrinths of wonder Cellars of winde and Shops of sulphury Thunder Where stormie Tempests haue their vgly birth Which thou mis-call'st the blemish of the Earth Thinking profane that God or Fortune light Made them of enuie or of ouersight Bound with eternall bounds proud Emperies Bear mighty Forrests full of Timber-Trees Whereof thou buildest Ships and Houses fair To trade the Seas and fence thee from the Ayr Spew spacious Riuers full of fruitfull Breed Which neighbour-Peoples with their plenty feed Fatten the Earth with fresh sweet fertill mists Driue gainfull Mills and serue for Forts and Lists To stop the Furie of Warres waste-full hand And ioyn to th' Sea the middle of the Land The Wyldes and Desarts which so much amaze-thee Are goodly Pastures that do daily graze-thee Millions of Beasts for tillage and besides Store thee with flesh with Fleeces and with Hides Yea the vast Sea which seems but only good To drown the World and couer with his Flood So many Countries where we else might hope For thrifty pains to reape a thankfull Crop Is a large Lardar that in brynie Deeps To nourish thee a World of Creatures keeps A plentious Victualler whose prouisions serue Millions of Citties that else needs must starue Like half-dead Dolphins which the Ebb le ts lie Gasping for thirst vpon the sand a-drie ' Tincreaseth Trade Iournies abbreuiates The flitting Clouds it cease-les exhalates Which cooling th' ayr and gushing down in rain Make Ceres Sons in sight to mounta-main But shall I still be Boreas Tennis-ball Here as it were wearied with so long a voyage from so broad bottom-les an Ocean in imitation of the inimitable Author the Translator hoping kind entertainmeÌ„t puts in for the Port of England whose happy praises hee prosecutes at large Concluding with a zealous Praier for preseruation of the King and prosperity of his Kingdoms Shall I be still stern Neptunes tossed Thrall Shall I no more behold thy natiue smoak Deer Ithaca Alas my Barkis broak And leaks so fast that I can rowe no more Help help my Mates make haste vnto the shoar O! we are lost vnless som friendly banks Quickly receiue our Tempest-beaten planks Ah courteous ENGLAND thy kinde arms I see Wide-stretched out to saue and welcom me Thou tender Mother wilt not suffer Age To snowe my locks in Forrein Pilgrimage That fel Bresile my breath-les Corps should shrowd Or golden Peru of my Praise be prowd Orrich Cathay to glory in my Verse Thou gav'st me Cradle thou wilt giue me Herse All-haile deer ALEION Europ's Pearl of price The Worlds rich Garden Earths rare Paradise Thrice-happy Mother which ay bringest-forth Such Chiualry as daunteth all the Earth Planting the Trophies of thy glorious Arms By Sea and Land where euer Titan warms Such Artizans as do wel-neer Eclipse Fair Natures praise in peer-les Workmanships Such happy Wits as Egypt Greece and Rome At least haue equall'd if not ouer-com And shine among their Modern learned Fellows As Gold doth glister among paler Yellows Or as Apollo th' other Planets passes Or as His Flowr excels the Medow-grasses Thy Riuers Seas thy Cities Shires do seem Ciuil in manners as in buildings trim Sweet is thine Ayr thy Soyl exceeding Fat Fenç't from the World as better-worth then That With triple Wall of Water Wood and Brass Which neuer Stranger yet had power to pass Saue when the Heav'ns haue for thy haynous Sin By som of Thine with false Keys let them in About thy borders O Heav'n-blessed I LE There neuer crawls the noy som Crocodile Nor Bane-breath'd Serpent basking in thy sand Measures an Acre of thy flowry Land The swift foot Tiger or fierce Lioness Haunt not thy Mountains nor thy wilderness Nor rauening Wolues worry thy tender Lambs Bleating for help vnto their help-les Dams Nor subtle Sea-Horse with deceiptfull Call Intice thy Children in thy Floods to fall What though thy Thames and Tweed haue neuer rowl'd Among their grauel massie grains of Gold What though thy Mountains spew no Siluer-streams Though euery Hillock yield not pretious Gemms Though in thy Forrests hang no Silken Fleeces Nor sacred Incense nor delicious Spices What though the clusters of thy colder Vines Distill not Clarets Sacks nor Muscadines Yet are thy Wolls thy Corn thy Cloath thy Tin Mines rich enough to make thee Europes Queen Yea Empress of the World Yet not sufficient To make thee thankfull to the Cause efficient Of all thy Blessings Who besides all this Hath now nine Lustres lent thee greater Bliss His blessed Word the witnes of his fauour To guide thy Sons vnto his Son their Sauer With Peace and Plenty while from War and Want Thy neighbours Countries neuer breathed scant And last not least so far beyond the scope Of Christians Fear and Anti-Christians Hope When all thy Fall seem'd to Prognosticate Hath higher rais'd the glory of thy State In raysing STVARDS to thy regal Throne To Rule as Dauid and as Salomon With prudence Prowess Iustice and Sobrietie Thy happy People in Religious Piety Otoo-too happy too-too fortunate Knew'st thou thy Weal or wert thou not ingrate But least at last Gods righteous wrath consume-vs If on his patience still we thus presume-vs And least at last all Blessings had before Double in Curses to torment-vs more Deer Mother ENGLAND bend thine aged knee And to the Heav'ns lift vp thy hands with me Off with thy Pomp hence with thy Pleasures past Thy Mirth be Mourning and thy Feast a FAST And let thy soule with my sad soule confesse Our former sins and â—oul vnthankefulnes Pray we the Father through th' adopting Spirit Not measure vs
Som through the Plain but neither in the chace Dares once look back no not with half a face Their fear had no restraint and much less Art This throwes away his shield and that his dart Swords Morrions Pouldrons Vaunt-brace Pikes Launces Are no defence but rather hinderances They with their hearts haue also lost their sight And recking less a glorious end in Fight Than thousand base deaths desperatly they ran Into the flood that fats rich Canaan Then Iordan arms him 'gainst these infidels With rapid course and like a sea he swels Lakes vnder ground into his channel range And shallowest Foords to ground-less gulfs do change He fumes he foams and swiftly whirling ground Seems in his rage these bitter words to sound Die Villains die O more than in famous Foul Monsters drench your damned soules in vs. Sa sa my Floods with your cold moisture quench The lust-full flame of their self-burning stench Drown drown the Hel-hounds and revenge the wrong Which they haue done our Mother Nature long The River swiftly whirling-in the slaues Aboue with Bowes beneath with Bodies paues The gaudy Plume yet floting light and soft Keeps for awhile the hollow helm aloft But yet at length even those that smim the best Down to the bottom sink among the rest Striving and struggling topsi-turuy tost While fain they would but cannot yield the ghost Because the flood vnwilling to defile His purest waues with spirits so foul and vile Re-spews them still into themselues and there Smoothers and choaks and rams them as it were Then both at once Bodies and Soules at last To the main Sea or his own shoar doth cast The Kings of Sodom and Gomorrha then Their own Ambush serues against themselues Hoping to train the King of Elams men Among the Clay-pits which themselues before T' intrap the Foe with boughs had covered or'e Ran thither-ward but their confused flight In their owne ambush made their owne to light Wherin they lost the flowr of all their rest Sooner of death then of deaths fear possest One as he flies with trembling steps the dart Which from behinde nigh pearst him to the heart Tangling his foot with twyning tendrels tho Of a wilde Vine that neer a pit did growe Stumbles and tumbles in hung by the heels Vp to the waste in water where he feels A three-fold Fate for there O strange he found Three deaths in one at once slain hangd and drownd Another weening ore a Well to skip From the wet brim his hap-less foot doth slip And he in falls but instantly past hope He catcheth holde vpon a dangling rope And so at length with shifting hands gets-vp By little and little to the fountains top Which Thadael spying to him straight he hies And thus alowd vnto the wretch he cries Varlet is this is this the means you make Your wonted yoak of Elam off to shake Is this your Skirmish and are these your blowes Wher-with t' incounter so courageous Foes Sir leaue your ladder this shall serue as well This sword shall be your ladder down to Hell Go pay to Pluto Prince of Acheron The Tribute heer deni'd vnto your owne Heer-with he drawes his Fauchin bright and keen And at a blowe heaws both his arms off clean His trickling hands held fast down fell his Trunk His blood did swim his body quickly sunk Another roughly pushed by the Foe Falls headlong down into a Bog belowe Where on his head deep planted in the mud With his heels vp-ward like a tree he stood Still to and fro wauing his legs and arms Simile As Trees are wont to waue in windie storms Another heer on hors-back posting ouer A broad deep clay-pit that green boughs do couer Sinks instantly and in his suddain Fate Seems the braue Horse doubly vnfortunate For his own neck he breaks and bruzing in With the keen scales of his bright Brigandin His Masters bowels serues alas for Tomb To him that yerst so many times did comb His crispy Crest and him so frankly fed In 's hollow Shield with oats and beans and bread Simile Even so somtimes the loving Vine and Elm With double domage ioyntly over-whelm Shee wails the wrack of her deer Husbands glade He moans his Spouses feeble arms and shade But most it grieues him with his Trunk to crush The precious Clusters of her pleasing Bush And press to death vnkindly with his waight Her that for loue embraceth him so straight Yet Lot alone with a small troup assisted Lots valour The Martiall brunt with Manly breast resisted And thirsting Fame stands firmly looking for The furious hoste of Chedorlaomor But as a narrow and thin-planted Cops Of tender Saplings with their slender tops Is fell'd almost as soon as vnder-taken By Multitudes of Peasants Winter-shaken Lot's little Number so environ'd round Hemm'd with so many swords is soon hew'n down His vndanted resolution Then left alone yet still all one he fares And the more danger still the more he dares Like a strange Mastif fiercely set vpon Simile By mongrell Currs in number ten to one Who tyr'd with running growen more cunning gets Into som corner where vpright he sets Vpon his stern and sternly to his Foes His rage-full foaming grinning teeth he showes And snarls and snaps and this and that doth bite And stoutly still maintains th' vnequall fight With equall fury till disdaining Death His Enemies be beaten out of breath Arioch admiring and even fearing too What Lot had done and what he yet might doo Him princely meets and mildely greets him thus Cease valiant youth cease cease t' incounter vs. Wilt thou alas wilt thou poor soule expose And hazard thus thy life and Fame to lose In such a Quarrell for the cause of such Alas I pitty thy mis-fortune much For well I see thy habit and thy tongue Thine Arms but most thy courage yet so yong Showe that in SODOM's wanton walls accurst Thou wert not born nor in Gomorrha nurst O chief of Chivalry reserue thy worth For better wars yield thee and think hence-forth I highly prize thy prows and by my sword For thousand kingdoms will not false my word Past hope of Conquest as past fear of death Lot taken prisoner LOT yields him then vpon the Princes Faith And from his Camel quick-dismounting hies His Royall hand to kiss in humble wise And th' Army laden with the richest spoyl Triumphantly to th' Eastward marcht the while No sooner noyse of these sad novels cam Abraham with his family of 300. goes to rescue Lot Vnto the ears of faithfull ABRAHAM But instantly he arms to rescue LOT And that rich prey the heathen Kings had got Three hundred servants of his house he brings But lightly arm'd with staues and darts and slings Aided by MAMRE in whose Plain he wons ASCOL and ANER AMOR's valiant sons So at the heels he hunts the fearless Foe Yet waits aduantage yer he offer blowe Favour'd by streightness of the ways
defence 'Gainst the tri-pointed wrathfull violence Of the drad dart that flaming in his hand Shall pash to powder all that him withstand And 'gainst the rage of flames eternal-frying Where damned soules ly ever-never-dying Sith the least Flies and Lice and Vermin too Out-braue your braves and Triumph over you Gallop to Anian sail to Iucatan Man caÌ„not hide him froÌ„ the hand of God nor auoid his vengeance Visit Botongas dive beyond the Dane Well may you fly but not escape him there Wretches your haltars still about you bear Th' Almighties hand is long and busie still Having escap't his Rod his Sword you feel He seems somtimes to sleep and suffer all But calls at last for Vse and Principall With hundred sorts of Shafts his Quiver's full Som passing keen som som-what sharp som dull Som killing dead som wounding deep som light But all of them do alwayes hit the White Each after other Now th' Omnipotence At Egypt shoots his Shafts of Pestilence Th' Ox falls-down in his yoak Lambs bleating dy 5. With the Plague of Pestilence The Bullocks as they feed Birds as they fly Anon he covers Man and Beast with cores Of angry Biles Botches and Scabs and Sores 6. With Vlcers grieuous Scabs or Murrain Whose vlcerous venoms all inflaming spread O're all the body from the foot to head Then Rain and Hail and flaming Fire among Spoyl all their fields their Cattel great with young 7. With hail Fire froÌ„ Heauen All brain'd with hail-stones Trees with tempest cleft Robd of their boughs their boughs of leaues bereft And from Heav'ns rage all to seek shelter glad The Face of Egypt is now dradly-sad The SoÌ„ in Virgins tear-their Beauties honour Egyptians amazed at this extraordinary scourge Not for the waste so much as for the manner For in that Country never see they Clowd With waight of Snowes their trees are never bow'd They knowe no Ice and though they haue as we The Year intire their Seasons are but three They neither Rain-bowe nor fat Deaws expect Which from else-where Sol's thirsty raies erect The naturall fruitfulnesse and prosperity of Egypt in it selfe maruailous Rain-les their soyl is wet and Clowd-les fat Itself 's moist bosom brings it this and that For while else-where the River's roaring pride Is dryed-vp and while that far and wide The Palaestine seeks for his thirsty Flock Iordan in Iordan Iaboc in Iaboc Their floud o'reflowes and parched Mâ—sraim A season seems in a rich Sea to swim Niles billows beat on the high-dangling Date And Boats do slice where Ploughs did slide of late Steep snowy Mounts bright Stars Etesian gales You cause it not no those are Dreams and Tales Th' Eternall-Trine who made all compassly Makes th' vnder waues the vpper's want supply And Egypts Womb to fill with fruits and Flowrs Gives swelling Nile th' office of heavenly Showrs Then the Thrice-Sacred with a sable Clowd Of horned Locusts doth the Sun be-clowd And swarmeth down on the rebellious Coast 8. They are vexed with Grashoppers The Grass-hoppers lean dam-devouring Hoast Which gleans what Hail had left and greedy crops Both Night and Day the Husband's whole-year's hopes Then gross thick Darkness over all he dight And three fair Dayes turns to one fearfull Night 9. With palpable darknesse With Ink-like Rheum the dull Mist's drouzy vapours Quench their home-Fires and Temple-sacred Tapers If hunger drive the Pagan from their dens One 'gainst a settle breaketh both his shins Another groping vp and down for bread Falls down the stayrs and there he lies for dead But though these works surmount all Natures might Though his owne Sages them of guile acquight Though th' are not casuall sith the holy-man The Israelites in all these plagues vntoucht yet Pharao still hardned Fore-tels prefixtly What and Where and Whan And though that living in the midst of His The Israelites be free from all of This Th' incensed Tyrant strangely-obstinate Retracts the Leave he granted them of late For th' Ever-One who with a mighty hand Would bring his People to the plentious Land Of Palestine Who providently-great Before the eyes of all the World would set A Tragedy where wicked Potentates Might see a Mirror of their owne estates And who most-iust must haue meet Arguments To showe the height of his Omnipotence Hardens the King and blinding him self-blinde Leaues him to Lusts of his owne vicious minde For God doth never ever purely bent Cause sin as sin but as Sin 's Punishment For the last Charge an Angell in one night 10. Therefore al the first borne of Egypt are slain in one night by the Angel All the first born through all the Land doth smite So that from Suës Port to Birdene Plain Ther 's not a House but hath som body slain Saue th' Israelites whose doors were markt before With sacred Pass-Lamb's sacramentall gore And therfore ever-since on that same day Yeerly the Iewes a Yearling Lamb must slay A token of that Passage and a Type Of th' Holy-Lamb which should in season ripe By powring-forth the pure and plentious Flood Of his most precious Water-mixed Blood Preserue his People from the drad Destroyer That fries the wicked in eternall fier Through all the Land all in one instant cry All for one cause though yet all knowe not why Night heaps their horrors and the Morning showes Their privat griefs and makes them publike woes Scarce did the glorious Governour of Day After so many grieuous plagues the Egyptianâ—ery out vpon their King to let the Israelites goe O're Memphis yet his golden tress display When from all parts the Maydens and the Mothers Wiues Husbands Sons and Siers Sisters and Brothers Flock to the Court where with one common voice They all cry-out and make this mournfull noyse O stubborn stomach cause of all our sadnes Dull Constancy or rather desperat Madnes A Flood of Mischiefs all the Land doth fill The Heav'ns still Thunder th' Ayr doth threaten stil Death ghastly death triumpheth every-where In every house and yet without all fear Without all feeling we despise the Rod And scorn the Iudgements of the mighty God Great King no more bay with thy wilfullings His Wrath 's dread Torrent He is King of Kings And in his sight the Greatest of you all Are but as Moats that in the Sun do fall Yield yield alas stoop to his powrfull threat He 's warn'd enough that hath been ten times beat Go get you gon hence hence vn-lucky race They hasten and importune them to be gone Your eyes bewitch our eyes your feet this Place Your breath this ayr Why haste you not away Hebrews what lets you wherfore do you stay Step to our houses if that ought you lack Choose what you like and what you like go take Gold Plate or Iewels Ear-rings Chains or Ouches Our Girdles Bracelets Carkanets or Brouches Bear them vnto your gods not in the sands Where the
Tissue with too-mean supplies You all the year long doo not spend your wing But during only your delightfull Spring Like Nightingales from bush to bush you play From Tuneto Tune from Myrtle spray to spray But I too-bold and like the Swallow right Not finding whereto rest me at one flight A bound-les ground-les Sea of Times I passe With Auster now anon with Boreas Your quick Career is pleasant short and eath At each Lands-end you sit you down and breathe On som green bank or to refresh you finde Som Rosie-arbour from the Sun and winde But end-les is my Course for now I glyde On Ice then dazled head-long down I slyde Now vp I climbe then through the Woods I craul I stray I stumble somtimes down I fall And as base Morter serveth to vnite Simile Red white gray Marble Iasper Galactite So to con-nex my queint Discourse somtimes Imix loose limping and ill-polisht Rimes Yet wil I not this Work of mine giue o're The Labour 's great my Courage yet is more My hart 's not yet all voyd of sacred heat Ther 's nothing Glorious but is hard to get Hils were not seen but for the Vales betwixt The deep indentings artificiall mixt Amid Musaïks for more ornament Haue prizes sizes and dyes different And O God grant the greatest spot you spie In all my Frame may be but as the Fly Which on her Ruff whiter than whitest snowes To whiten white the fairest Virgin fowes Or like the Veluet on her brow or like The dunker Mole on Venus dainty Cheek And that a few faults may but lustre bring To my high furies where I sweetest sing DAVID waxt old and cold and 's vitall Lamp Lacking it's oyl of Natiue moist grew damp But by degrees when with a dying voice But liuely vigor of Discretion choise He thus instructs his yong Son SALOMON And as Heav'n cals instals him in his Throne Whom with-out Force Vproar or Ryualing Dauids instructions to his Son Salomon Nature and Law and Fortune make a King Euen He my Son must be both Iust and Wise If long He look to Rule and Royalize But he whom onely Fortunes Fauours rears Vnto a Kingdom by some new-found stairs He must appear more than a man and cast By rarest Worth to make his Crown sit fast My SALOMON thou know'st thou art my Yongest Thou know'st besides out of what Bed thou sprungest Thou seest what loue all Izrael bears thy Brother To honour Thee what wrong I doo to other Yea euen to Nature and our Natiue Law 'T is thy part therefore in all points to draw To full Perfection and with rare effect Of Noblest Vertues hide thy Births defect Thou Izraels King serue the great King of All A king first of all ought to bee Religious And only on his Conducts pedestall Found thine Affaires vpon his Sacred Lore Thine eyes and minde be fixed euermore The barking rage of bold Blasphemers hate Thy Soueraign's Manners Vice-Roy imitate Nor think the thicknes of thy Palace Wals Thine iron Gates and high gold-seeled Halls Can let his Eye to spie in euery part The darkest Closets of thy Mazie Hart. If birth or Fate my Son had made thee Prince Of Idumeans or of Philistins Valorous If Pharaoh's Title had be-fall'n to thee If the Medes Myter bowed at thy knee Wert thou a Sophy yet with Vertues lustre Thou oughtst at least thy Greatnes to illustre But to Command the Seed of Abraham The Holy Nation to Controul and tame To bear a Iosuahs or a Samsons load To be Gods Vice-Roy needs a Demi-God Before old Seruants giue not new the start Impartial in bestowing Preferments Kings-Art consists in Action more then Art Old Wine excelleth new Nor giddily Will a good Husband grub a goodly Tree In his faire Orchards midst whose fruitfull store Hath graç't his Table twenty years and more Simile To plant a Graft yer e'r he taste the same Saue with the teeth of a perhaps false Fame These Parasites are euen the Pearls and Rings Pearls said I Perils in the eares of Kings For O what Mischief but their Wiles can work Impatient of Parasites Flatterers Sith euen within vs to their aid doth lurk A smoother Soother euen our owne Selfs-loue A malady that nothing can remoue Which with these strangers secretly Combin'd In League offensiue to the firmest Minde Perswades the Coward he is Wisely-meek The drunkard Stout the Periure Politick The cruel Tyrant a iust Prince they call Sober the Sot the Lauish Liberal And quick-nos'd Beagles senting right his lore Trans-form'd into him euen his Faults adore Fly then those Monsters and giue no accesse To banish Atheists and all notoriously wicked persons from his presence To men infamous for their wickednesse Endure no Atheist brook no Sorcerer Within thy Court nor Thief nor Murderer Least the contagion of their banefull breath Poyson the publike fountain and to death Infect Thy manners more of force then Law The spring whence Subiects good or bad will draw To over-Rule his owne Passiōs Affections Rule thine Affects thy fury and thy fear Hee 's no true King who no self's-sway doth bear Not what thou could'st but what thou shouldst effect And to thy Lawes first thine owne-self subiect For ay the Subiect will fear set a-side Through thick and thin hauing his King for guide To be milde and gratious Shew thy Self gracious affable and meek And be not proud to those gay godlings like But once a year from their gilt Boxes tane To impetrate the Heav'ns long wisht-for raine To fail his Word a King doth ill beseem To be faithful of his promise Who breaks his faith no faith is held with him Deceipt's deceiu'd Iniustice meets vniust Disloy all Prince armes subiects with distrust And neighbour States will in their Leagues commend A Lion rather then a Foxe for Friend Be prodigall of Vertues iust reward To be readier to Reward then Punish Of punishments be sparing with regard Arm thou thy brest with rarest Fortitude Things Eminent are euer most pursu'd On highest Places most disgraces threat The roughest windes on widest gates do beat Not to be Quarellous yet quick and couragious in a iust Cause Toil not the World with Wars ambitious spite But if thine Honour must maintain thy Right Then shew thee DAVID's Son and wisely-bold Follow't as hot as thou beginst it cold Watch Work Deuise and with vn-weary limb Wade thorough Foords and ouer Chanels swim Let tufted Planes for pleasant shades suffice His exercises in Warre In heat in Cold thy Fier be Exercise A Targe thy Table and a Turf thy Bed Let not thy Mouth be ouer-dainty fed Let Labour be thy sauce thy Cask thy Cup Whence for thy Nectar some ditch-water sup Let Drums and Trumpets and shril Fifes and Flutes Serue thee for Citterns Virginals and Lutes Trot vp a Hill Run a whole Feeld for Race Leap a large Dike Tosse a
are rough-cast with the richest Stones Cast in Deuises Emblems Scutchions Yet leaving all this Greatnesse of her owne She comes to view the State of SALOMON To hear his Wisedom and to see his Citty Refuge of Vertues School of Faith and Pitty A iust Reproose of all obstinate Recusants You that doo shut your eyes against the rayes Of glorious Light which shineth in our dayes Whose spirits self-obstin'd in old musty Error Repulse the Truth Th' Almighties sacred Mirror Which day and night at your deaf Doors doth knock Whose stubbornnesse will not at all vn-lock The sacred Bible nor so much as look To talke with God into his holy Book O fear you not that this great Princesse shall Of thank-les Sloath one-day condemn you all Who both a Woman Queen and Pagan born Ease Pleasures Treasures doth despise and scorn To passe with great pains and with great expence Long weary Iourneys full of diffidence And nobly trauels to another Land To hear the words but of a mortall Man Her Time 's not lost there rapt she doth contemple The sumptuous bewties of a stately TEMPLE The lofty Towers of hundred Towns in one A pompous Palace and a peer-les Throne Wals rich with-out furnisht in richer sort Number of Servants doth adorn the Court But more their Order there no noise is heard Each his owne Office only doth reguard And in one instant as the quaverings Of a quick Thumb moues all the divers strings Of a sweet Guittern and its skill to grace Causeth a Trebble sound a Mean a Base So SALOMON discreetly with a beck A wink a word doth all the Troop direct Each of his Servants hath his proper Lesson And after his Degree each hath his fashion This Queen yer parting from her fragrant Iles Arm'd her with Riddles and with witty Wyles T' appose the King and she resolues she wil With curious Questions sift and sound his Skill But lo what Oedipus The Law-learn'd Sage Which at the Bar hath almost spent his age Cannot so soon a common Doubt decide Where Statutes Customs and Book-Cases guide As he dissolues her Gordian-knots and sees Through all her nights and even at pleasure frees Such Doubts as doubt-les might haue taskt t'vntwist The Brachman Druïde and Gymnosophist And knowing Good becomes more Good the more It is en-common'd he applies there-fore T' instruct her in the Faith and enuious-idle His brains rich Talent buries not in Idle Alas I pity you alas quoth He Poore Soules besotted in Idolatry Who worship Gold and Silver Stocks and Stones Mens workmanship and Fiends Illusions And who by your sage Mages Lore miss-led So-many Godlings haue imagined Madame there is but one sole God most-High Th' Eternall King nay self-Eternity Infinite All in all yet out of all Of Ends the End of Firsts Originall Of Lights the Light Essencesur-passing Essence Of Powers pure Act of Acts the very Puissance Cause of all Causes Ocean of all Good The Life of Life and of all Bewty Flood None-seen All-Seer Starr's-guide Sight of Seeing The Vni-forme which giues all Formes their Beeing God and One is all One whoso the Vnitie Denies he Atheist disannuls Diuinity Th' Vnity dwels in God i th' Fiend the Twine The greater World hath but one Sun to shine The lesser but one Soule both but one God In Essence One in Person Trinely-odde Of this great Frame the Parts so due-devis'd This Body tun'd so measur'd sympathiz'd This TEMPLE wheresuch Wealth and Order meet This Art in every part cannot proceed But from one Pattern and that but from one Author of all who all preserues alone Else should we see in set Batalions A hundred thousand furious Partizans The World would nource civill intestine Wars And wrack itself in itselfs factious Iars Besides God is an Infinite Divinity And who can think of more than one Infinity Seeing the one restrains the others might Or rather reaues its name and being quight Therfore O Pagans why doo you confine The Infinite in narrow Walls of lime Why shut you Him in a base Trunk or Tree Why paint you Whom no mortall eye can see Why offer you your carnall seruices Vnto the Lord who a meer Spirit is Why then doo you sayd she by our example Incloseth ' Immortall in this Earthly TEMPLE Lock him within an Arke and worse than we Feed him with Fumes and bloody Butcherie This Sacred House so fair reply'd he then Is not to contain God but godly men Which worship him and we doo not suppose That He whose Arms doo Heav'n and Earth inclose Is closed in a Chest but th' ancient Pact The solemne Couenant and the sure Contract Which leagues vs with our God and each with other And holy Bond holds Heav'n and Earth together As for our Incense Washings Sacrifices They are not as is thought Our vain Devices But God 's their Aurthor and himself Ordains These Elements wherby he entertains And feeds our vnderstanding in the hope Of his deer Son of all these Things the Scope Setting before vs th' Only Sacrifice Which in CHRIST'S Blood shall wash-out all our vice Come then O Lord Come thou Lawes finisher Great King great Prophet great Selfs-Offerer Come come thou thrice-Great Refuge of our State Come thou out Ran çome Iudge and Advocate Milde Lambe Salue-Serpent Lion generous Vn-challeng'd Vmpire betwixt Heav'n and Vs Come thou the Trueth the Substance and the End Of all our Offrings whither all doo tend Come ô MESSIAS and doo now begin To Raign in Sion to triumph of Sinne And worshipped in Spirit and Truth restore Vpon the Earth the Golden Age of yore Accept this Queen as of all Heathen Princes The deer First-Fruits take on thee our Offences That stript of Adam's Sinfull sute in fine With sacred Angels we in Heav'n may shine The Queen nigh sunk in an Amaze-full Swoun Bespake him thus My Lord prattling Renown Is wont in flying to increase so far That she proclaims things greater than they are Simile And rarest Spirits resemble Pictures right Wherof the rarest seem more exquisite Far-off then neer but so far as thy Fame Ezcels all Kings thy Vertues passe the same Thy peer-les Prayse stoops to thy Learned tongue And envious bruit hath done thy Wisedom wrong So may I say even so ô SCOTISH King Application to the Kings Maiestie Thy winged Fame which far and wide doth ring From th' edge of Spain hath made me venturously To crosse the Seas thy Britain's end to see Where Lord what saw I nay what saw I not O King Heav'n-chosen for som special Plot Worlds Miracle ô Oracle of Princes I saw so much my Soule mistrusts my Senses A gray-beards Wisedom in an amber-bush A Mars-like Courage in a Maid-like blush A settled Iudgement with a supple Wit A quick Discourse profound and pleasing yet Virgil and Tully in one spirit infus'd And all Heav'ns Gifts into one Head diffus'd Persist O King glory on glory mount And as thy Vertues thine owne Fame surmount So
soile Yee steeled Tooles of slaughter wounds and warres Be you condemn'd to hang and rust a while Or not to languish in so fruit-lesrest Be you transform'd to husband-furniture To plow those fields you haue so oft deprest Of if you cannot leaue your wonted vre Leaue at the least all mutinous alarmes And befrom hence-forth Iustice lawfull Armes SONNET 26. O Paris know thy selfe and know thy Master As well thy heav'nly as thine earthly guider And be not like a Horse who proud of pasture Breakes Bit and Reanes and casts his cunning Rider Who nill be Subiects shall be slaues in â—ine Who Kings refuse shall haue a Tyrant Lord Who are not moou'd with the milde rods diuine Shall feele the furie of Heav'ns venging Sword Thy greatnes stands on theirs that weare the Crowne Whereof th' hast had now seuentie sauing seuen Thinke one sufficient soone to pull thee downe Kings greatnes stands on the great King of Heav'n Knowing these two then Paris know thy selfe By Warres afflictions and by PEACES wealth SONNET 27. Swell not in pride O Paris Princely Dame To be chiefe Citie and thy Soueraignes Throne Citie nay modell of this totall Frame A mighty Kingdome of thy selfe alone The scourge that lately with paternall hand For thine amendment did so mildely beat-thee If any more against thy Kings thou stand Shall proue that then God did but only threat-thee Wert thou a hundred-thousand-fold more mighty Who in th' Olympike Court commands the thunders In his least wrath can wrack thee most Almighty Thebes Babel Rome those proud heav'n-daring wonders Lowe vnder ground in dust and ashes lie For earthly Kingdomes euen as men doe die SONNET 28. But O my sorrowes â— whither am I tosâ— What shall I bloodie sweet ASTREAS Songs Re-open wounds that are now heal'd almost And new-remember nigh-forgotten wrongs Sith stormes are calmed by a gentle Starre Forget we Muse all former furie-moods And all the tempests of our viper-Warre Drown we those thoughts in deep-deep Lethe floods O but alas I cannot not-retaine So great notorious common miseries Nor hide my plaint nor hold my weeping raine But ' mid these hidious hellish out-rages I 'le showe and prooue by this strange spectacle Our ciuill PEACE asacred Miracle SONNET 29. As he that scap't from Ship-wrack on a planke Doubts of his health and hardly yet beleeues Still faintly shiuering on the feare-les banke That through that fraile helpe certainly he liues As he that new freed from strange seruitude Returnes againe to tread his natiue allies Seemes still to feare his Patrons rigour rude And seemes still tugging chayned in the Gallies So alwaies ruth ruine and rage and horror Of troubles past doo haunt me euery-where And still I meete Furies and gastly Terror Then to my selfe thus raue I rapt with feare From pleasures past if present sorrow spring Why should not past cares present comfort bring SONNET 30. We must not now vp braid each others crimes Committed wrongly in the time of Warre For we haue all alas too often-times Prouok't the vengeance of the Lord too farre Some robbing Iustice vnder maske of Reason Some blowing coles to kindle-vp Sedition Some 'gainst their King attempting open Treason Some Godding Fortune Idol of Ambition Alas we know our cause of maladie All apt t' accuse but none to cleanse th' impure Each doth rebuke but none doth remedie To know a griefe it is but halfe a cure Is it our sinnes let 's purge away that bane For what helps Physicke if it be not tane SONNET 31. Who cloake their crimes in hoods of holines Are double villaines and the Hypocrite Is most-most odious in Gods glorious sight That takes his Name to couer wickednes Prophane Ambition blinde and irreligious In quest of Kingdomes holding nothing holy Think'st thou th' Eternall blinde as thou in folly Or weake to punish Monsters so prodigious O execrablevizard canst thou hide thee From th' All-pierce Eye are treason rape and murder Effects of Faith or of the Furies-order Thy vaile is rent the rudest haue descride thee 'T is now apparant to each plaine Opinion Thy hot Deuotion hunted but Dominion SONNET 32. 'T is strange to see the heat of Ciuill brands For when we arme vs brother against brother O then how ready are our hearts and hands And Wits awake to ruine one another But come to counter-mine 'gainst secret treason Or force the forces of a stranger foe Alas how shallow are we then in reason How cold in courage and in camping slowe Fraunce onely striues to triumph ouer Fraunce With selfe-kill Swords to cut each others throat What swarmes of Souldiers euery where doo float To spend and spoile a Kingdomes maintenance But said I Souldiers ah I blush for shame To giue base Theeues the noble Souldiers name SONNET 33. Is' t not an endles scandall to our daies If possible our heires can credit it That th' holy name of PEACE so worthy praise Hath been our Watch-word for a fault vnfit That the pure Lilly our owne natiue flower Hath been an odious obiect in our eyes That kingly Name and Kings heav'n-stablisht power Hath been with vs a marke of trecheries T' haue banisht hence the godly and the wise Whose sound direction kept the State from danger Yea made their bodies bloody Sacrifice And to conclude seeking to serue a Stranger T' haue stab'd our owne but O Muse keepe that in The fault 's so foul to speake it were a sinne SONNET 34. I waile not I so much warres wastefull rigours Nor all thy ruines make me halfe so sorie As thy lost honour Fraunce which most disfigures Losing thy loyaltie thy Natiue glory From Moores to Moscouites O cursed change The French are called Faith-les Parricides Th' yerst-most-prince-â—oyall people O most strange Are now Prince-treachers more than all besides With vs Massacres passe for Pietie Theft rape and wrong for iust-attaind possessions Reuolt for Merit Rage for Equitie Alas must we needs borrow the transgressions And imperfections of all other Nations Yerst onely blamed for inconstant fashions SONNET 35. Not without reason hath it oft been spoken That through faire Concord little things augment And opposite that mightiest things are broken Through th' vgly Discord of the discontent When many tunes doe gently symphonize It conquers hearts and kindly them compounds When many hearts doe gentle sympathize In sacred frendship there all blisse abounds Alas if longer we diuide this Real me Loosing to euerie Partizan apart Farewell our Lillies and our Diadem For though it seeme to breath now somewhat peart Our sinnes I feare will worke worse after-claps And ther 's most danger in a re-relaps SONNET 36. O how I hate these partializing words Which showe how we are in the Faith deuised Is' t possible to whet so many Swords And light such flames 'mong th' In-one-Christ-baptized Christians to Christians to be brute and bloody Altars to Altars to be opposite Parting the limmes of such a perfect Body While Turkes with Turkes doo better faâ—revnite We
Amber Elixir an Arabian word signifying Quintessence the Philosophers stone Elisium the fayned Paradise of hethen Poets Eldebag a learned Arabian Satyricall Poet. Embryon the Childe in the mothers Womb before it haue receiued shape Encyclopedie that learning which comprehendeth all liberall Sciences Endimion a young shephearde the fauourite of Cinthya Engastromith one possessed which seems to speak in his belly Empyema an impostume in the Breast Enyon the same that Bellona sister to Mars Goddesse of Battaile Enthousiasmos poeticall fury Eoan Monarke Alexander the great Eolian scoutes the windes Ephemerides Day-books Registers Iournals Ephesian Temple the Temple of Diana in Ephesus Ephesian moan Heraclitus weeping at the worlds miseries Ephori a kinde of Magistrates protectors of the people Epiâ—emik ilâ—es Vniuersall Diseases Epicicle a lesser Circle whose center is in the circumfereÌ„ce of a greater Epicurus a Philosopher that placed mans felicitie in the pleasures of the Sense belee uing no God but Fortune Epilepsis the Falling-sicknesse Epithalamie a nuptiall song Epitaph a funerall song or an Inscription on a Tombe or Graue Epithets additions to nownes expressing some quality Epitome an Abbridgement Epirus a Countrie in Greece now called Albania famous in late times by the Noble exploites of G. Castrâ—ot sir-named Scanderbeg against the Turke Equinoctiall a Circle in HeaueÌ„ through which when the Sun passeth the dayes and nights be of equall length Eroetrian soile medicinable Earth brought from Eretria Erebus a Riuer in hell Hell Erythrean Deep the red Sea Erynnis one of the Furies Eridanus a figuâ—e in HeaueÌ„ the Riuer Po in Lumbardie Eurus the East winde Euripus a narrowe Sea which ebbeth and floweth seauen times in 24. houres Euphrates one of the Riuers of Eden that runnes through Babylon Europa Christendome or this Westerne part of the world Eccentrik that hath his center wholly separated from the Center of the Earth Erysipiles hot red swellings called S. Anthonies fire Erycina Venus Euphrosyne looke Graces Euphorbium a certaine medicinable Plant found and named by Euphorbus King Iubas Physician Ethâ—ik see Pagan Entidorian Etesian gates easterly windes Ephod a linnen garment worne by the Priests and Leuites of Israel Edom and Idumea a part of Palaestine Elâ—utherian Deliuerer Epicarpian Fruit-keeper F FAbritius a famous Roman contemner of Riches and in extreame pouerty most puissaÌ„t for vertuous valour and integrity Faustina a most Iasâ—iuious Em presse wife to Marcus Aurelius and daughter of Antous Pius Fez. a Kingdome in Barbarie Finland a Dukedom vnder the king of Sweden Flamine a Sacrificer or high Priest among the Heathen Flauio Melphio a Neapolitan inuenter of the needle in the Mariners compasse and the vse thereof Foix a Countrey belonging to Nauarr neere the Pyrene Mountains Flora a faire and rich harlot which made the people of Rome her Heire in respect whereof they made her God desse of Flowers and kept yeerely Feasts in honor of of her Furies 3 viz. Alecto Megera and Tesiphone sometimes also called Persyphone which are said to be TormeÌ„ters of the damned in Hell wittily fained to express the fear and Fury of a guilty coÌ„science Frize and Cornich the crests furniture finishing at the vpper end of a column Farfalla a Candle flye Fergusius Euenus Donaldus famous ancient Kings of Scotland Fanes Temples consecrated Places Funambulant a Rope-walker Feretrian Peace-bringer or dread-striker G GAlen a famous Physician born at Pergamus whose learned workes through all ages haue been honoured Galenite one skilfull in Physicke wherein Galen excelled Ganges a great Riuer in India Gaules the ancient name of the French men Genius a mans spirit or naturall instinct or inclination Gemonide or Gemonian Ladders a place in Rome from whence condemned persons were throwne downe Ghion one of the riuers in EdeÌ„ Gnidian Idols Venus and Cupid for in Gnidos shee was worshipped Gonorrhaea a foule and inuoluÌ„tary Fluxe of seed the Running of the Reines Gordian knot a knot thought impossible to bee vndone wherewith Gordius had fastened his Oxe-yoake in the Temple of Apollo Gorgons vgly hellish monsters in forme of scaly Dragons with crooked teeth one eye Iron talents and mighty wings Graces look Charites Gymnosophists Philosophers of India so called because they went naked Groon-land an exceeding colde Countrey butting vpon the Sea beyond Izland Graue is as much as an Earle with vs but in this place vsed for the General and Gouernor IOSVAH Galactite a kind of white Marble or Alabaster H HAlcyon a little water-bird thought to be the kings fisher Harpies rauenous Birdes with faces like woemen Hecatombes HeatheÌ„ Sacrifices wherein were offered 100. Beasts Hebe Ioues Cup-bearer the Goddesse of youth Heber of whome the Hebrues and Hebrue Tongue are so called the great great Grand-Childe of Sem the sonne of Noah Hecuba the Frantike and disfigured olde wythered wife of Priamus King of Troy and heere opposed to the fresh young beautifull Helena the fatall Prize of their sonne Paris Helicon a Mountaine sacred to Apollo and the Muses Helena the wanton wife of Menelaus cause of the tedious siege finall sack of Troy Hemisphear half the compasse of heauen which we beholde Hercules the most renowned Monster-Tamer of Thebes Hermes Mercurie Hero the faire Sestian Nunne for whose sake Leander was drowned in Hellespont Heroes halfe Gods excellent Men for valour and vertue Herophilus a very ancient Phy sician Herodotus an Eloquent Greek Historiographer Hesiodus an ancieÌ„t Greek Poet Hesperian Plant Golden fruit-Trees garded by a Dragon which was slain by Hercules but heer it is vsed for the Sugar Cane a richer Plant theÌ„ those fayned golden fruits Hexameters verses of sixe feet Hiades 5. starres some holde 7. in the head of the Bull. Hiero a king of Sicilia after Agathocles greatly delighted in husbandry Hieroglyphiks secret Cyphers strange characters mysticall wrighting by sundry formes of things Hiram King of Tyrus remem bred in the Scripture for sending Timber and workmen to Salomon to the building of the Temple in Ierusalem Homer so called for his blindnes the most excellent of all the Greek Poets Horizon a Circle diuiding the halfe-spheare of the firmament which wee see â—uer vs from the other halfe vnder vs which we see not Hun furious Attyla who sirnamed himself the scourge of God and Terror of the World Hyantian Fount springs sacred to the Muses Hydrantik braule Musicke artificially made with the fall of waters Hyaena a horrible Beast that counterfaiteth mans voice Hydrargire quick-siluer Hydra a Serpent with 50. heads slain by Hercules Hybla MouÌ„tains abouÌ„ding in bees and hony Hymetus MouÌ„tains abouÌ„ding in bees and hony Hymen the God of Mariage Hyper-borean aboue or beyoÌ„d the blowing of the North-winde Hyppocrates a most excellent Physician Hyppolitus the sonne of Theseus who shunning the waÌ„ton inticements of his stepdame Phaedra was through her false accusations torne in pieces Hyren a faire Greeke Mayden Captiue on whome Mahomâ—t the 2. extreamely doated Hesperus the Euening-starre the Euening Helleborus an herbe whereof be 2. kindes
to battell drew Thus 'tweene them two did cruell war ensew Arphaxaâ— armed all the yles of Greece Where Iason was but sought no golden fleece But golden lingots with aboundant gaine Wher Phasis streame bedeawes the pleasant Plaine The Harmastans and Albans strong and wise That sowes but once and haue their haruest thrise The men that neer to Oxus banks abydes And those that Antitaurus horns diuydes And those that mans the mount vpon whose brest The ship that scap't the genrall flood did rest And those that are not hid within the Reame Wher proude Iaxartes flowes with furious streame In short the Medes brought men to ayde their plea From Pontus far beyond the Caspian sea And of this Hoste Arphaxat was commander With hope and heart more high then Alexander My prince desirous then to winne or dy Left nought vndone that furthred to supply His troubled state He armed Syttacene And waged Archers out of Osrohene Ye Lords of Lands that yelds the hundreth corne Leaue Euphrates and bounds where ye were borne Ye Carmans bolde that all on fish do feede And of their pelts do make your warlike weede Leaue Hytan bounds go seek the golden sands Ye Parths ye Cosses Arabs and ye lands That of your Magi Prophets thinks ye knowe Their spells diuine yourself for pâ—kmen showe O Calde chaunge thine Astrolab and square To speare and shield for we no wight will spare Of able age of high or lowe degrie That trails the pike or launce layes on his thie Let women Children and the burghers olde At home alone let them their houses holde We sommond eke the Persians and Phoenicians The soft Aegyptians Hebrews and Cilicians To come in haste and ioyne their force to ours But they disdainfully deteind their powrs And with their wicked hands and words vnsage They did our sacred messengers outrage My maister for a time putvp this wrong Attending time to quite these enmies strong With purpose more at leasure to prouide T' abate this sacrilegious peoples pride Two greater kings were neuer seen beforne Battell Then camped was in Ragau field at morne With hauty harts enarmed all in yre Ech soldier set another so on fire That scarsly they could keep them in their bound Till pipe or Cymball or the trumpets sound Denounce the choke but with their furious faces They thret their foes afarre with fell menaces And strokes at hand two thousand Lads forlorne To blunt the sword were down in battell borne Vpon their flanks flew feruently the stones That bet their bucklers to their brused bones The squadrons then steps sternly to the strokes With harts in humain all the battell yokes And are supplide with many mighty bands Som counters them and sternly them withstands With foot to foot ech other ouer plyes Both Meds and Caldes clasp with gastly cryes Like Nilus stream that from the rocks doth romble Or Encelade when he in tombe doth tomble Here som lies headles som that cannot stand Trails on his wombe and wants both foot and hand Cut off with stroks some perâ—'t throu plate and mails Some shoulder-â—lasht some panched in th' entrails Some brains outbet some in the guts were gor'd Some dying vomit blood and some were smor'd Some neither quick nor dead do yet attend What place it pleaseth God their soules to send So loth the little life that doth abyde Is from the dying body to diuide The ground that erst was yellow greene and blew Is ouercled with blood in purpure hew While this man giues some one his deadly baine He of another gets the like againe The rage encreasing growes with yrefull flame The field is spred with bodies dead and lame Like as ye see the wallowing sea to striue Flood after flood and waue with vvaue to driue Comparison Then waues with vvaues the floods with floods do chase And eft returnes vnto their former place Or like the crops of corne in mids of May Blowne vvith the vvestren wind aside doth sway Both to and fro as force doth them constraine And yet their tops redresseth vp againe So whiles the Syrians are by Medes displaced And whiles the Medes by Syrianâ— are rechased Then like two raging floods that down do fall From two contrarie mutine mountains tall Downe bearing bridge and bank and all destroyes And striues which one may do the most annoyes So these two kings in force and courage stout Excels the rest with slaughter them about Wherso they'preast they left on either side Behinde them two long opened wayes and wide For all their bucklers Moâ—ions and Quiraces Were of no proofe against their peisant maces Yet for the time the Medeâ— so fearcely fought That they th' Assyrian bands in terrour brought And pauld his soldiers harts and brak their might Who ouercome tooke them to shamefull flight The Medes pursewd and wounded in that chace Ten thousand men but none vpon the face In short this day our Scepter had depriued Had I not like the thunder dint arriued In battels brunt Their male and their vantbras Their helme and shield before my Coutelas Were fraile as glas and neuer a stroke I lent But deadly was and them more terrour sent Then all our camp The soldier then in feare With trembling hand could scarsly weild his speare The pal-hewd knight with hart in brest that quakes His thyes in saddle and feet in stirrops shakes For dread of me There some with trenchant glaiue From hight of head to middle down I claiue And some so farre I foyned through the Iack The blade aperde a foote behinde his back So that the Medes afrayd at such a thing In heat of fight they fled and left their king Who seing himself betrayd his clothes he rent And bloodie towards Ragau towne he went Where we him met yet Braue did him defend And sought amongst his foes a famous end As doth the Tyger wilde who sees her den Beset about with hunters dogs and men That turns her feare to furious raging rife And will not vnreuenged lose her life So he them thunderbet wherso he went That neuer a stroke in vaine his right hand spent But er with murdring blade they could him quell Full many-a bold precursor he sent to hell At last Arphaxat gan of slaughter tyre And wounded sore left both his life and yre And fell as doth some huge high planted oak That long hath byde the winds and many-a stroak Of many an axe yet stoutly doth sustaine Their trauels long and frustrats all their paine The roote doth sigh the dale doth roring sound And to the heauen the noyse doth high rebound His head now here now there seemes to incline And threats him here and there with great ruine Yet stands vpright aboue the highest okes Till vanquisht with a thousand thousand strokes He falls at last and brings with him to ground Both trees and cattell to the Plaine profound So with Arphaxat fell the Medes empyre My king the king of kings then in his yre Ras'd