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A11395	Du Bartas his deuine weekes and workes translated: and dedicated to the Kings most excellent Maiestie by Iosuah Syluester; Sepmaine. English	Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618.; Pibrac, Guy du Faur, seigneur de, 1529-1584. Quatrains. English.; La Noue, Odet de, seigneur de Téligny, d. 1618. Paradoxe que les adversitez sont plus necessaires que les prosperités. English.; Hudson, Thomas, 16th/17th cent.; Hole, William, d. 1624, engraver.	1611 (1611)	STC 21651; ESTC S110823	556,900	1,016

against Adam Eue. They are driuen out of Eden Bears the hard penance of his high transgression And Adam heer from Eden banished As first offender is first punished Hence quoth the Lord hence hence accursed race Out of my Garden quick auoyd the place This beautious place pride of this Vniuerse A house vnworthy Masters so peruerse Those that in quarrell of the Strong of Strongs Simile And iust reuenge of Queen and Countries wrongs Were witnesses to all the wofull plaints The sighes and tears and pitifull complaints Of brauing Spaniards chiefly braue inword When by the valiant Heav'n-assisted sword Of Mars like ESSEX Englands Marshall-Earl Then Albions Patron and Eliza's Pearl They were expulst from Cad'z their deerest pleasure Losing their Town their honour and their treasure Woe worth said they woe worth our Kings ambition Woe worth our Cleargy and their Inquisition He seeks new Kingdoms and doth lose his old They burn for conscience but their thirst is gold Woe and alas woe to the vain brauados Of Typhon like-inuincible ARMADOS Which like the vaunting Monster-man of Gath Haue stirr'd against vs little Dauids wrath Wo-worth our sins wo worth our selues and all Accursed causes of our suddain fall Those well may ghess the bitter agonies And luke-warm Rivers gushing down the eys Of our first Parents out of Eden driv'n Of Repeal hope-less by the hand of Heav'n For the Almighty set before the dore The earthly Eden shut-vp for euer from Mankinde Of th' holy Park a Seraphin that bore A waving sword whose body shined bright Like flaming Comet in the midst of night A body meerly Metaphysioall Which differing little from th' ONE vnicall Th' Act-simply-pure the onely-beeing BEEING Approcheth matter ne'rtheless not being Of matter mixt or rather is so made So meerly spirit that not the murdering blade His ioyned quantity can part in two For pure it cannot Suffer ought but Doo FINIS THE FVRIES THE III. PART OF THE I. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT The World 's tranform'd from that it was at first For Adams Sin all Creatures else accurst Their Harmony dis-tuned by His iar Yet all again concent to make Him war As th' Elements and aboue all the Earth Three ghastly FVRIES Sicknes War and Dearth A generall Muster of the Bodies Griefs The Soules Diseases vnder sundry Chiefs Both full of Horror but the later most Where vgly Vice in Vertues Mask doth boast THis 's not the World O! whither am I brought Sin hath changed and disfigured the face of the World This Earth I tread this hollow-hanging Vault Which Dayes reducing and renuing Nights Renues the grief of mine afflicted sprights This Sea I sail this troubled Ayr I sip Are not The First-Weeks glorious workmanship This wretched Round is not the goodly Globe Th' Eternall trimmed in so various Robe 'T is but a Dungeon and a dreadfull Caue Of that First World the miserable graue All-quickning Spirit great God that iustly-strange Inuocation Iudge-turned-Father wrought'st his wondrous change Change and new-mould me Lord my hand assist That in my Muse appear no earthly mist Make me thine organ giue my voice dexterity Sadly to sing this sad Change to Posterity And bountious Giuer of each perfect gift So tune my voice to his sweet-sacred Clift That in each strain my rude vnready tong Be liuely Eccho of his learned Song And hence-forth let our holy Musik rauish All well-born Soules from fancies lewdly-lauish Of charming Sin the deep-inchaunting Syrens The snares of vertue valour-softning Hyrens That toucht with terrour of thine indignation Presented in this wofull Alteration We all may seek by Prayer and true Repentance To shun the rigour of thy wrathfull Sentence * The Trāslator heere humbly vaileth-bonnet to the Kings Maiesty who many yeeres since for his princely exercile translated these FVRIES the VRANIA and some other Pecces of Du BARTAS But yer we farther pass our slender Bark Must heer strike top-s●ils to a Princely Ark Which keeps these Straights Hee hails vs threatfully Star-boord our helm Com vnderneath his Lee. Ho Whence your Bark of Zeal-land Whether bound For Vertues Cape What lading Hope This Sound You should not pass sau● that your voyage tends To benefit our Neighbours and our Frends Thanks Kingly Captain daign vs then we pray Som skilfull Pylot through this FVRIOVS Bay Or in this Chanell sith we are to learn Vouch safe to togh vs at your Royall Stern YER THAT our Sire O too too proudly-base Turn'd tail to God and to the Fiend his face This mighty World did seem an Instrument True-strung well-tun'd and handled excellent Happy estate of the World before Sinne set forth by a Similitude Whose symphony resounded sweetly-shrill Th' Almighties prayse who play'd vpon it still While man serv'd God the World serv'd him the lyue And liue-less creatures seemed all to striue To nurse this league and louing zealously These two deer Heads embraced mutually In sweet accord the base with high reioyc't The hot with cold the solid with the moist And innocent Astraea did combine All with the mastick of a Loue diuine For th' hidden loue that now a-dayes doth holde The Sympathy yet appearing between certain Creatures is but as a litle shadow of the perfect vnion which was among all Creatures before Mans Fall The Steel and Load-stone Hydrargire and Golde Th' Amber and straw that lodgeth in one shell Pearl-fish and Sharpling and vnites so well Sargons and Goats the Sperage and the Rush Th' Elm and the Vine th' Oliue and Myrtle-bush Is but a spark or shadow of that Loue Which at the first in every thing did moue When as th' Earth's Muses with Harmonious sound To Heav'ns sweet Musick humbly did resound But Adam being chief of all the strings Of this large Lute o're-retched quickly brings All out of tune and now for melody Of warbling Charms it yels so hideously That it affrights fell Enyon who turmoils To raise again th' old Chaos antik broils Heav'n that still smiling on his Paramour Of the Discord that Sinne hath brought among all things Still in her lap did Mel and Manna pour Now with his hail his rain his frost and heat Doth parch and pinch and over-whelm and beat And hoars her head with Snowes and ielous dashes Against her brows his fiery lightning flashes On th' other side the sullen enuious Earth Sundry notable Antipathies From blackest Cels of her foul brest sends forth A thousand foggy fumes which every where With cloudy mists Heav'ns crystall front besmear Since that the Woolf the trembling Sheep pursues The crowing Cock the Lion stout eschews The Pullein hide them from the Puttock's flight The Mastie's mute at the Hyaenas sight Yea who would think it these fell enmities Rage in the sense-less trunks of Plants and Trees The Vine the Cole the Cole-wort Swines-bread dreads The Fearn abhors the hollow waving Reeds The Olyue and the Oak participate Even to their earth signes of

presages that the Flood abates The dismal flood where blood and tears did flowe And Ianus now locks-vp his Temple gates Iustice and Faith doo kindly kisse each other And Mars appeas'd sits down by Cupids Mother SONNET 3. Fair fruitfull Daughter of th' Omnipotent Great Vmpire that doost either World sustain Without whose help all would return again Like hideous Chaos to confusion bent O Mother of the living second Nature Of th' Elements Fire Water Earth and Air O Grace whereby men climbe th' heav'nly stair Whence void this world harbors no happy creature Pillar of Lawes Religions pedestall Hope of the godly glory of th' Immortall Honour of Cities Pearl of Kingdomes all Thou Nurse of Vertues Muses chief supportall Patron of Artes of Good the speciall spring All hail deer Peace which vs all heale doost bring SONNET 4. Comforth deer Fraunce from thy dark Cell of mone Com as new-born from Warrs vnkindly quarrels Turn tragick Cypresse to triumphant Laurels Change black to green and make thy Graue a Throne Let Cores dwell vpon thy Desart Plain Bacchus and Dian on thy Hills and Groues Pomana in Gardens Pan among thy Droues Secure all Rhoades and ope all Gates again Resume O Cities Rule and Reverence Revest yee States your Robes of dignity Rise-vp yee Ruines in fair Battlements Com Muses Pallas Themis Mercurie Restore vs Lawes Learning and Arts and Trade And let our Age a golden Age be made SONNNET 5. Most Christian Kingdom thou wert ne're so near Drown'd in the deep Gulphes of thy Civill warre As in the tempest of this later lar Which past conceit of calming did appear When all the windes adversly armed were Though selfly-foes yet friends to work thy wrack Thy Ship a helm thy self a heart didst lack On troubled waters tossed here and there Then from aboue O bounty most admired Saint Hermes shin'd whose gentle light presageth That then the anger of the Heav'ns asswageth O happy PEACE lesse hoped then desired O grace much honour'd little yet conceiv'd O blessed guile that thus our sense deceiv'd SONNET 6. Who could expect but past all expectation So suddain order from so sad confusion So loyall friendship from false emulation So firm possession from so fierce intrusion Who could expect but past all likelihood From such a storm such and so sweet a calme From Fraunce her cyndars such a Phoenix-brood Pandoras boxe to yeeld so rare a balme Who could expect but past all humane thought So frank a freedom from a thrall so late Or certain Rudder of so rent a State True Aesculapius thou alone hast wrought This MIRACLE not on Hyppolitus But on this Kingdom much more wonderous SONNET 7. Th' vnlookt-forworking of all things almost Inconstant-constant in succession strange Amazeth those whose wits we chiefly boast To see this suddain vn-expected change Each feels th' effect but none the cause descries No though he haue with starrs intelligence God to himself reserues such Mysteries Disposing Kingdoms by his Prouidence O end-less Bounty In the midst of Broyls He giues vs PEACE when Warr did vs inflame And reaues the mischief we pursu'd yer-whiles But this doth most extoll his glorious Name That when most sharply this extreamest Fit Stroue to be cure-les soon he cured it SONNET 8. Som reasoned thus No violence can last Revolted Subiects of themselues will quail Iust Soveraignty can never be displac't And lawfull Princes first or last preuail But who could think that the conioyned powers Of Spain and Rome with an exceeding number Of rebell Cities and false States of ours So weak a King so little should encumber Others discoursed in another sort While all things sorted to another end Then their imaginations did purport That earth may knowe it cannot comprehend The secret depths of Iudgements all-divine No there 's no ground beginning midst nor fine SONNET 9. Admire we onely Gods Omni-potence His deep-deep Wisedom and his Mercy deer For with these three he hath surmounted heer Our hatefull foes our hopes and all our sense His power appears vpon our Lord and King As yerst on Dauid for they both attain By war-like broyls their pre-appointed Raigne Strangers and subiects and selues conquering His Prudence shines when to preserue vs thus All humane wit his wisedom doth convince His gracious bounty in our bountious Prince Ovarious wonders mel delicious Flowes from a living Lion Mars is quiet Valour relenting Conquest void of ryot SONNET 10. This was no action of a humane hand But th' only work of the great Thunderer Who wise-directing all the things that are In vs divinely works his owne command Som men vnwilling benefit their Land Or vn-awares their Countries good preferr Another motions PEACE but mindeth Warr And PEACE succeeds what-ever drifts withstand Th' Arch-Architect the matchles Artizan All instruments vnto good vses prooues Man 's but a wheel which that great Moover moues Each gracious gift in that first cause began Each good 's a gleam of that first light alone If Ill approach vs onely that 's our owne SONNET 11. If God dart lightning soon he dewes down rain A dreadfull Iudge and yet a gentle Father Whose wrath slowe-kindled is soon quencht again To moue vs sinners to repent the rather 'Gainst Hel-bred Hydra Heav'n-born Theseus brings The great Alcides arm and armory Of greatest Ill a greater Good there springs And Mercy still doth Rigour qualifie Ah Fraunce so many Monsters to suppresse Thou hadst great need of Royall fortitude Els had'st thou been an Afrik Wildernes O happy lost Realm for it hath ensude That now thy gain is more in restauration Then was thy losse in all thy desolation SONNET 12. But if I sing great Henries fortitude Shall I not then be blam'd for ouer-daring If over-slip it then be taxt for fearing Of silent dread and dumbe in gratitude What e're befall my youth-bold thoughts conclude Like Icarus my nimble Muse to raise And if I fall in such a Sea of praise What rarer Mausole may my bones include A sacred rage of som sweet-furious flame Will-nill-I rapts me boldly to rehearse Great Henries Tropheis and his glorious name Then roule thou Torrent of my tender verse Though his high Theam deserue a consort rather Of all the Muses and all musikes Father SONNET 13. Great Prince not pleas'd with a vain vertue-seeming Great Victor prone to pardon humblenes Happy all Hap Heav'ns onely gift esteeming Warriour whose warrs haue wrought his Coūtries PEACE Noble by deeds and noble by descent Ancient Achilles youthfull Nestor sage Whose ripe-experienç't courage confident To knocks knits counsail and giues rule to rage As hard in toyle as in compassion soft Inur'd to that by nature born to this Who sheds no blood but sheddeth tears as oft Who never fights but still the field is his So like to Mars that both in loues and warres Bellona and Uenus take him still for Mars SONNET 14. A spirit to vertues cheerfully addrest Apt to all goodnes to no ill inclin'd Quick to conceiue ingenious