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Humours heau'n on earth with the ciuile warres of death and fortune. As also the triumph of death: or, the picture of the plague, according to the life; as it was in anno Domini. 1603. / By Iohn Dauies of Hereford.
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Davies, John, 1565?-1618.
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wilt thou throw me downe Ere I be warme or settled in my Roome And so my Brows scarse feele th'â—mperiall crown O suffer me to liue to tell the summe Of the Contentments from my Grandure grown For better had it bin still Low to lie Then being at the Highest straite to die 39 Either quoth Death come willingly with me Or thou shalt die a death thou most dost feare Hee hearing this from Death did seeke to flee And cried on Fortune to assist him there Peace villaine then quoth Death I coniure thee Or lower speake that Fortune may not heare Yet Fortune which he follow'd was at hand And laught for ioy to heare him Death withstand 40 But by this Time the Time prefixt by Ioue Expired was and Fortune with her brought A world of people following Her in loue Who willingly for Fortune long had sought These as she moved with hir still did moue Because she rais'd them higher then she ought In which respect she had more followars Then Sol that lights Heau'ns lamps had waiting Stars 41 Lordâ— how some sweating dropt in foll'wing hir To whoÌ„ shee dropt that which be dropt theÌ„ more For they were laden so they scarse could stirre Who vnder-went the same with labour sore And othersome themselues did so bestirre That they in each mans Boat would haue an Ore But seeking to gripe more then well they could Were forc'd to lose that which they had in hold 42 Among the rest there was an Vsurer Whose Backe his Belly did for debt arrest Who being fearefull of iust Iupiter Made nice to goe with Fortune and the rest Sith well he knew He was a Thunderer In and from whom he had no interest For he did neuer deale with such perhaps That gaue for intrest nought but Thunderclaps 43 The Souldier came and gaue them much offence That stood betweene his Breast Fortunes Back So Souldiers haue backe-fortune euer since For they for others good go still to wracke And for their wracks haue wrackful recompence For they are sackt if they chance not to sacke And if they doe the Publique Purse must haue That which must keepe them as a publique Slaue 44 They with right Swords do ballance kingdomes rights A glorious office they perform the while The woorths of Kings appeares by those their weights Which proue theÌ„ to be valorous or vile Yet they gaine nought but blows in blody fights So store they get without or fraude or guile The while the gown-maÌ„ keeps vnscarr'd his skin And with his Pen in peace the world doth win 45 O thou true Ioue bow downe thine vpright Eare To heare thy lowest Seruants Orisons Which in the loue which he to them doth beare He makes for them that wracke still ouer-runnes Incline the hearts of Princes farre and neare As Marses Minions to loue Marses * sonnes And make this little Land yeeld great increase To stay their stomackes great in warre and peace 46 A Soldiers sword from sheath here Fortune took To knight all those that her had followd well Now eu'ry man did for a Knighthood looke That scarse had found an house wherein to dwell Yet some did much their betters ouer-looke And thrust in for it while their lookes did swell So Fortune seeing them to looke so big Possest them knights without or Turffe or Twig 47 Sois Cheualier Arise sir Knight quoth she Then vp he springs for feare lest Fortune would Recall hir word for his debilitie Now Knight he is for nought but being bold For Fortune fauours Squires of lowe degree If they be more audacious then they should Now Honor hath He get Grace where He can Yet Fortune gaue him grace to keepe a man 48 Some layd on all which they by Fortune got Vpon their backes that brauely sought to beare The Sword vpon their shoulders yet could not For it fell in the sheathe ere it fell there Fell lucke it was that so they were forgot Yet they forgat themselues as did appeare But when they saw they mist of what they sought Thei bar'd their backs to line their guts for noght 49 Which Iupiter himselfe did laugh to see For these so much were mou'd with this disgrace That they were at the point to Death to flee And Fortune leaue for such their fortune bace Yet followed her most malecontentedly Beceuse they followed her vnto that place To cast away long seruice on a spleene Is not to foresee but to be oreseene 50 O! t was a world to see what shift was made To hold vp Greatnes with a little stay T' were sinne to say some vs'd the Cheaters trade To borrow with a purpose ne'r to pay And get all howsoe'r that might be had No no they did not so I dare well say But this I say perhaps they liu'd by wit And so to liue some great Ones thinke it fit 51 Now in these knightly times ye might haue seene If you for pleasure had but tane the paine Each one ye met withall a Knight in greene And so the world b'ing old grew greene againe As if the same but in the Blade had beene For each one did his Hanger on sustaine Now Time stood still to sport himselfe in Maie For all was Greene and at that state did stay 52 Some shuffled for some Office some to gaine Some Monopole which then could not be got For Fortune did those Monopoles restraine Because she thought t' was to hir Rule a Blot To pleasure One by all her Subiects paine Thogh oft they made theÌ„ seem as they were not Some cried for warre and othersome for peace But Fortune thogh they cried still held hir peace 53 Now some for Coine their Offices did sell As if they had bin cloid with Fortunes grace And those that bought them others did compell To pay for them when they were in their Place And some in seeking somewhat did rebell But Fortune broght them soone to wretched case Some strong sent long men to Ierusalem Out of the way to make a way for them 54 Now for Truths Matters there was much adoe Some this some that som none of both wold haue And yet all three did restlesse Fortune woe To yeeld to neither that did either craue In worlds behalfe or fleshes fixt thereto But all in shew did seeke but Trueth to saue For all seem'd to sollicite Sions cause Which they would haue confirmed by the Lawes 55 Some sed they lied that only Truth did teach Some enuied them that liu'd by teaching so And at their liues and liuings sought to reach Which they forgaue but would not so forgo Somes Tongues defended Truth which they did preach Whose actioÌ„s gaue hir many a bitter blo Some liu'd as dying while they sought to liue And some died liuing yet did most reliue 56 Some Liers called Carnall-libertie The glorious Libertie of Truths deere Sonnes And her they vrg'd to prooue that
But vsher'd Death where ere themselues did go For they the purest Aire did so defile That whoso breath'd it did his breath forgo At London sincke of Sinne as at the Fount This all-confounding Pestilence began According to that Plagues most wofull wont From whence it flowing all the realme o'reranne Which to preuent at first they pestered Pest-houses with their murraine-tainted Sicke But though from them thence the healthie fled They ere suspected mortified the Quicke Those so infected being ignorant That so they are conuerse with whom soere Whose open Shops and Houses all doe haunt And finde most danger where they least do feare And so not knowing sicke-folke from the sound For such ill Aire 's not subiect to the sense They One with Other do themselues confound And so confound all with a pestilence Out flies one from the Plague and beares with him An heauy Purse and Plague more ponderous Which in the hie-way parteth life from limbe So plagues the next of his coine couetous In this ditch lies one breathing out his last Making the same his Graue before his death On that Bancke lies another breathing fast And passers by he baneth with his breath Now runnes the Rot along each bancke ditch And with a murraine strikes Swine Sheep and all Or man or beast that chance the same to touch So all in fields as in the Cities fall The London Lanes themseluet thereby to saue Did vomit out their vndigested dead Who by cart loads are carried to the Graue For all those Lanes with folke were ouerfed There might ye see Death as with toile opprest Panting for breath all in a mortall sweat Vpon each bulke or bench himselfe to rest At point to faint his Haruest was so great The Bells had talkt so much as now they had Tir'd all their tongs and could not speake a word And Griefe so toild herselfe with being sad That now at Deaths faint threats shee would but bourd Yea Death was so familiar ah become With now resolued London Families That wheresoere he came he was welcome And entertain'd with ioyes and iolities Goods were neglected as things good for nought If good for aught good but to breed more ill The Sicke despis'd them if the Sound thē sought They sought their death which cleaued to thē stil So Sicke and Sound at last neglected them As if the Sound and Sicke were neere their last And all almost so fared through the Realme As if their Soules the Iudgement day were past This World was quite forgot the World to come Was still in minde which for it was forgot Brought on our World this little day of Dome That choakt the Graue with this contageous Rot No place was free for Free-men ne for those That were in Prisons wanting Libertie Yet Prisoners frëest were from Plagues and Woes That visite Free-men but too lib'rally For al their food came frō the helthy house Which then wold giue Gods plags from thence to keep The rest shut vp could not like bountie vse So woefull Pris'ners had least cause to weepe The king himselfe O wretched Times the while From place to place to saue himselfe did flie Which from himselfe himselfe did seeke t'exile Who as amaz'd not safe knew where to lie It s hard with Subiects when the Soueraigne Hath no place free from plagues his head to hide And hardly can we say the King doth raigne That no where for iust feare can well abide For no where comes He but Death follows him Hard at the Heeles and reacheth at his head So sincks al Sports that wold like triumphs swim For what life haue we when we all are dead Dead in our Spirits to see our Neighbours die To see our King so shift his life to saue And with his Councell all Conclusions trie To keepe themselues from th' insatiate Graue For hardly could one man another meete That in his bosome brought not odious Death It was confusion but a friend to greet For like a Fiend he baned with his breath The wildest wastes and places most remote From Mans repaire are now the most secure Happy is he that there doth finde a Cote To shrowd his Head from this Plagues smoaking showre A Beggars home though dwelling in a Ditch If farre from London it were scituate He might rent out if pleas'd him to the Rich That now as Hell their London homes doe hate Now had the Sunne the Ballance entered To giue his heate by weight or in a meane When yet this Plague more heate recouered And scowr'd the towns that erst were clēsed clean Now sad Dispaire clad in a sable weede Did All attend and All resolu'd to die For Heat cold they thought the Plague would feede Which like a Ierffe still sinn d in gluttony The heau'nly Coape was now ore-canopide Neere each ones Zenith as his sense suppos'd With ominous impressions strangely died And like a Canopie at toppe it clos'd As if it had presag'd the Iudge was nie To sit in Iudgement his last doome to giue And caus'd his cloth of State t' adorne the Skie That All his neare approach might so perceiue Now fall the people vnto publike Fast And all assemble in the Church to pray Earely and late their soules there take repast As if preparing for the later day Where fasting meeting with the sound and sicke The sicke the sound do plage while they do pray To haste before the Iudge the dead and quicke And pull each other so in post away Now Angells laugh to see how contrite hearts Incounter Death and scorne his Tiranny Their Iudge doth ioy to see them play their parts That erst so liu'd as if they ne'r should die Vp go their harts hands and downe their knees While Death wēt vp down to bring thē down That vp they might at once not by degrees Vnto the High'st that doth the humble crown◠O how the thresholds of each double dore Of Heau'n and Hell were worne with throngs of ghosts Ne'r since the Deluge did they so before Nor euer since so pollisht the side-posts The Angells good and bad are now all toil'd With intertaining of these ceaselesse throngs With howling some in heat and horror broild And othersome in blisse with ioyfull Songs Th' infernall Legions in Battallions Seeke to inlarge their kingdome lest it should Be cloid with Collonies of wicked ones For now it held more then it well could hold The Angells on the Cristall walls of Heau'n Holpe thousands ore the Gates so glutted were To whom authoritie by Grace was giu'n The prease was such to helpe them ouer there The Cherubin eie-blinding Maiestie Vpon his Throne that euer blest hath bin Is compast with vnwonted Company And smiles to see how Angells helpe them in The heau'nly streets do glitter like the Sunne With throngs of Sonnes but newly glorifide Who still to praise their Glorifier runne Along those streets full fraught on either side Now was