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A09545 The glasse of time, in the two first ages. Diuinely handled, by Thomas Peyton, of Lincolnes Inne, Gent Peyton, Thomas, 1595-1626. 1620 (1620) STC 19824; ESTC S114595 86,637 182

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In some I meane and not in all his worke For pleasant folly couch't therein may lurke Yet the allusion and the meaning sure May reference haue vnto the Scripture pure And though it shines as Tytans westerne rayes By some 't is held but wanton in our dayes But most of all the ripenesse of these times The heauenly works vp to the clouds that climes The enuious eye which ouerlookes our deeds When each mans taste on sundry dishes feedes The snarling cur at euery thing that bites The slandring Mome which no good worke endites The monster curst with his vile forked tongue That from Hels vault vp to the earth first sprung With Hidra heads and Ianus double face To fawne before then wound to our disgrace Hath made my Muse vnwilling heere to sing As loath her selfe vpon the stage to bring To each mans view and her owne painefull toyle But that the sight may many vices spoyle When sin we see vnmasked brought to light And damn'd offences naked to our sight Like lezabel that did the Clouds aspire 1. Kin. 4. 18 19 Chap. 19. 2 Cha. 21. 10 23 In rusling silks and glorious braue atire Vnder a holy outward forme and rite Gods chosen flock are fleec't and murthered quite But once vnmask't the Minions of her court Hurle heri'th durt pash out her braines in sport And as a foule mishapen painted monster 2. Kin 9. 30 33 35 37. Conceit of her as all the world doth conster Then is she seene disrob'd disrank't of all The map of folly in her sudden fall Her cup with poyson damned Enuy fills Her cursed eyes haue seene those seuen built hills Where all the Saints Apostles Martyrs stood With crimson colours all imbru'd in bloud O glorious God inspiror of my Muse Grant that thy Word my soule may dayly vse And that what learning painefully it got Still from the truth may neuer swerue a iot That in her spring beginning and her bud May sing thy glory to the Churches good And in foule folly none asleepe I rock Nor giue offence to any of thy flock But that my speech as generall to all May like a Sermon in the Pulpit fall And not to wade in curious questions deepe But feede thy flock and edifie thy sheepe That none at all may haue a iust excuse By such examples as I shall produce And all that see their faults their liues may mend That to thy glory I this Worke may end Then shall the world with admiration see Her face vnmask't to all eternitee The famous actions heeretofore lay dead Shall then be rouz'd out from obliuions bed And all the noblest kingdoms euer knowne Will be reuiu'd within my verse be showne Their manners customes nature and their state Their end beginning fortune and their fate From Adam first throughout in euery age Shall heere be mustred on this publike Stage In Rurall Robes to giue the earth content How heeretofore the ages past weee spent O that my Muse might once but rest in peace Then would she sing diuinely neuer cease But worke out Truth within her holy Rimes Glyding along descending to our times And deare Vrania Soueraigne of my verse Should heere the glory of this world rehearse Vnfoulding still to Gods immortall glory The heauenly sweetenesse of a sacred story What may we thinke of all the iudgements iust Of great Iehouah buried in the dust Beside all those in holy Scriptures pend Which humane wit as yet could neuer mend Nor all the Rabbies in their learned fame Could euer tell how to correct the same Shall we go on and still be bold to thinke Hee 'le punish them and on vs alwayes winke For some of them the earth it selfe did gape How can we know that we are sure to scape The Angels which against the Lord did swell He quite casheer'd and cast them downe to hell Where being bound eternally in chaines They feele the torments of ten thousand paines Farre more then can expressed be in inke And all the world and sinfull man can thinke Adam what made thee wilfully at first To leaue thy of-spring to this day accurst So wicked foule and ouer growne with Sinne And in thy person all of it beginne That hadst thou stood in Innocenie fram'd Death Sin and Hell the world and all thou hadst tam'd Then hadst thou beene a Monarch from thy birth Gods onely Darling both in heauen and earth The world and all at thy command to bend And all heauens creatures on thee t' attend The sweetest life that euer man could liue What couldst thou aske but God to thee did giue Protected kept thee like a faithfull Warden As thy companion in that pleasant Garden No canckred mallice once thy heart did moue Free-will thou hadst endude from him aboue What couldst thou wish all worlds content and more The best Diuine that ere the Earth yet bore Gods onely Sonne the Prince of Peace except For thy sad fall how oft mine eyes haue wept Alas weakeman hadst thou in honour stood How heauenly blest thrice happy beene thy blood And all thy aged issue to this day Had liu'd secure as in the Month of May. What need had we that any should haue dy'd Vpon the Crosse our sinfull soules reuiu'd And that Messias God himselfe the Son Should here descend to put our nature on To liue deiected poore contemn'd forlorn'd Derided beate tost vpside downe and scorn'd And more to beare for this thy wofull fall Then euer man which liu'd vpon this ball Curst be that Diuell that first thy sence bely'd If thou hadst liu'd then we had neuer dy'd Oh God! to purchase with that bloody cost Our soules redeem'd when they were fully lost Here is a loue which farre surmounts the skies My sences rapts and dazles both mine eyes But tell me Adam what might be the cause That thou shouldst breake thy holy Makers lawes When of a thousand which might make vs weepe In all the world thou hadst but one to keepe And that but light Alas couldst thou not see But touch and taste that one forbidden tree Which in the midst of all the garden grew An ill knowne tree to make thy ofspring rew What pleasant tast or relish had the same How were thy senses dim'd and much to blame That had the Garden sole at thy command And all the fruits within thy sight to stand Farre better pure more daintier euery way Then such an Apple painted like a gay Fit for a woman or some lickorish foole A silly child or one that goes to schoole Thy wilfull foule absurd and grosse abuse Against thy God admits no iust excuse T is not the losse of one poore Apple mist That thou didst grapple in thy sinfull fist Could be the cause his anger to procure Fierce heauy wrath eternall to endure It was not that he did so much respect But thy foule error wilfull bad neglect Contempt of Him rebellion treason pride And all the sinnes within the world beside That linked
vices all Brough Mart. Luther Caluin Tremelius Perecius vpon Gen. 4. 26. That Sethes great sonne and all his future Race Did now begin dumb Idols to imbrace And that their rites and sacrifices slaine Were all intended vnto Charles his waine The Sunne and Moone the Starres about this border As blind Deuotion led them out of order Yet Enoch deere my Muse can hardly thinke Nor can it once within my Braines to sinke But that the Plant from whence rose Christ his flock Did yeeld forth fruit according to the stock And that the line from whence the Church is sprung But that must be vnspotted chast and young Cleane vndefiled pure in euery part In Ages all according to the Hart Euen in the time when Adam and Wife Liu'd both in peace deuoid of care and strife And Seth their Sonne though all the rest were bad Yet he the knowledge of the Godhead had And taught it thee to leaue vnto thy seede By which thy soule did hourely on it feede Vntill the last of this thy Glasse was runne Then didst thou dye and leftst it thy sonne And so from thence in euery Age it past Till Noahs Arke was on the waters cast Successiuely from whence it after went Till Christ himselfe vpon the Earth was sent And that the Crosse with crimson bloud was dide To pay the sinnes of all the world beside With such a Ransome of eternall fame As euermore must alwayes blaze his Name From whence the Church now in her latest night In many a place yet hath her Candlelight Full ninty yeares thou liuedst at the least When Kenan was conceiued in the brest Kenan born● Of thy deare Spouse and thou wast all the while Quight out of hope not seene at once to smile In disperation as a man for lorne Till thy first Babe into the World was borne Thy name bewraying of thy discontent When Kenan be to glad thy heart was sent And made thee Father of a thriuing sonne Whose actions all vnto thy mind did run He at the age of threescore yeares and ten Psal 90. 10 Mahalaieel borne In Dauids dayes the dying age of men Did then beget great Mahalaleel young A sweete fac't Imp with nimble pleasing tongue Whose whole delight was working euer still To prayse the Lord and execute his will Whilst by examples void of enuious guile By smooth sweete preaching in a goulden stile And beating downe Oppression Pride and Hate The Churches eyes he did illuminate Iust at the age of threscore yeares and fiue Adam and Eue yet being both aliue Great Mahalaleel sonne of Kenan past He ●ared brings into the world at last Iared borne Whose whole delights were all to goodnesse bent As if that he was from the clouds downe sent To cheere vp Eue and Adam in their Caues And comfort them vnto their happy graues He long time liues the chastest man of all Loues darts were throwne but at a brazen wall Vntill at length it sanke into his brest The Churches Line vpon his Race should Rest Then doth he pause and vnto marriage goe Iust at a hundred threescore yeares and two And in the strength of this his body high Begat a child which neuer liu'd to dye Enoch the seuenth that euer yet was bred Enoch borne Gen. 6. 24. From whom the Church doth now deriue her head But Enoch stay I cannot but admire The chast condition of thy reuerent Sire To liue so long within so prime an Age When euery obiect as a pleasing Page Might rauish sence allure the chastest eye With lookes more cleere then is the purest dye And when the Angels if the Booke be true Book of Enoch Came downe from Heauen their beauties all to view Great powerfull God what can I thinke or speake When all my wits are for this point to weake But to conceiue thy glorious Angels bright How they can be intangled with the sight And pleasing lookes of this fond sinfull sex Though fram'd as t were out of the Virgins wax Yet drawne entiste to euery thing is ill Euen as occasion workes vnto their will I know some thinke their weake opinions sound Viues Euseb Lactan. That in those dayes few women chast were found But that Pride Enuy Lust Dissembling Guile Did their white hands with all foule things defile And that the Diuels with Lucifer which fell From Hell arose with woman kind to dwell By which their seede against dame Natures lawes Prodigiously thus mixed was the cause To bring forth Monsters in that fearefull case Huge Giants tall of Gog and Magogs Race Eze. 38. 23. Reuel 20. 8. Such as not now can any where be found For whom the world was shortly after drown'd Others there be that thinke the Angels bright Tertullian Sarazens l. 3. 5 Which then stood pure before the most of might With twelue great Princes of their royall band Came downe from Heauen in lareds dayes did stand Vpon the top of lofty Hermon Hill There curst and vowd for to obtaine their will Vpon mens Daughters which their eyes had seene Sweete louely faire delightfull young and greene And that the Mount from that time forth was nam'd The Hill of Hermon as not once asham'd That their foule plot to this vile Hidra growne Should by the name still to this day be knowne Semixas great which was their chiefest Prince Book of Enoch Iude. 6. 9. 14. Disswaded first from this foule curst offence Fearing the tortures of the Angells all Their sins and shame vpon his head would fall Till by Arachiell and the rest all ten That in this place my Muse is loath to pen He gaue consent and so from thence all went Euen as their minds on Hermon hill were bent But God aboue soone sendeth Michaell downe Who binds Semixa with a sacred frowne Reu. 12. 7. 8 9. Chaines him in hell and all his of-scum Race Ties to the hils as Fairy Goblins base The rest and all the selfe same cup do taste Heauens fowre Archangels these foule fiends so waste That all Earths monsters sprong from hell at first Must by the flood be washt away and curst A third opinion that our Age doth yeeld In this large goodly ample spatious field Amongst the Arabian Christian Turke and Iew Which sounds to reason likelyest to be true Is that Seths issue from the Church deriued Though in the depth of learned Arts they diued And seem'd Gods Sonnes adopted sweet of face Yet linck't themselues in Caines adulterous Race By which their Spawne from this vile mingle mangle Began with Pride contentiously to brangle With griping pawes to satiate their fill The harmelesse childs poore weake mans state to spill Most barbarously to trample on the head Of the chaste Virgine to deflowre her bed To feed on gore inhumanly to tare Mans flesh in peeces gnawe his bones all bare And tyranize the great to wrong the lesse To act those things which all the world may gesse Out from this