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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01225	The Countesse of Pembrokes Emanuel Conteining the natiuity, passion, buriall, and resurrection of Christ: togeather with certaine Psalmes of Dauid. All in English hexameters. By Abraham Fraunce.	Fraunce, Abraham, fl. 1587-1633.	1591 (1591)	STC 11339; ESTC S105636	24,183	40

Olympus This day borne is a babe his name is called Iesus Only Reconcyler Mediator mighty Redeemer Only the salue to the sick and pardon free to the synner And take this for a signe this babe is a sleepe in a manger Wrapt in swadlyng cloaths sweete sowle and cast in a corner Eu'n as he spake these woords many thousands sweetly resounding Immortall spyrites coelestial harmony making Sang and praysed God lyfting theyr voyce to the heauen For this ioyfull byrth this blessed babe of a mayden Glory to God most high good will to man and to his of-spring Peace to the earth itself and all that on earth is abyding Seelly Shepherds ran downe to behould theyr only redeemer And found all to betrue and sawe Christe layd in a manger Then they praysed God most chereful company keeping And gaue lawd to the Lord that gracius harmony making Glory to God most high good will to man and to his of-spring Peace to the earth itself and all that on earth is abyding Soe that on euery syde this glorius eccho resounded Glory to God most high which man-kynde freely redeemed Freely redeem'd man-kynde yet man-kynde dearely redeemed In that his owne deare sonne for man was freely delyu'red O blessed byrth day ô starts most luckyly shynyng O first day of ioy and last of anoy to the of-spring Of sinfull man-kynde ô greate compassion endles O loue still fayntles pyty peareles Charyty matchles God that ruleth aboue in royall throane of Olympus Sent his blessed Babe and only begotten among vs And fro the bowre of blisse did abase him downe to the manger For to reconcile vs lost sheepe that wandred in error Noemans tong can tell nor noemans hart can imagin That th'aeternall God should thus take flesh of a Virgin Christe that in heauen sate with God most mighty coaequall From the beginning crownd with grace and glory supernall This God's made to be man this King is come from the scepter This Christe is swadled this Lord is laid in a manger Christe whoe fils each place ô Christe how are wee beholding Christe whome noe-place holds in soe small place is abiding Christe noe-way-conteind Christ first last Christ the Creator Infinit euery way is now conteynd of a creture Christe noe-where-enclosd Christe ender Christe the beginner Euery-where noe-where is now enclosd in a corner And all this for man soe that where sin was abounding Grace did abound much more as man was cause of a falling Man was a raiser againe as man made deadly beginning Soe true God true man did make most gracius ending Adam sinned first and brought in death to reward it Christe by death kild death and gaue his life to remoue it Adam lost Paradise where pleasures earthly abyded Christe purchast heauen where treasures greater abounded Serpent wyly beguyld Adam by the meanes of a woeman Serpents head was bruisd by Christe by the meanes of a woeman Aspyring Adam was quite cast downe to the darcknes Humble-minded Christe hath lifted vs vp to the brightnes Of stil lasting light to the ioyful face to the presence Of God there to behold his sacred ineffable essence Sing then friendly Shepherds and lift your voyce to the heauen Glory to God most high for blessed Babe of a Mayden Whom neither Sathan could daunt nor company hellish Nor raging Pharisees nor deaths vnspeakable anguish Who by the crosse by the nayles by the spear by the thorns by the whipping Passed alost to the skies and there in ioy is abyding Whoe by the whipps by the thorns by the speare by the nayles by the crossing Lifted vs vp to the skies with his Angels stil to be dwelling Whoe to be blest was curst whoe gaue himself for a ransome Whoe by the Crosse crost death by death obteynd vs a Kingdome Whose incessant pangs whose grief and agony restles Whose bloody sweate did cause our sinfull soules to be spotles Sing then friendly Shepherds and Angels all be a singing Come fro the Fast you Kings and make acceptable offring Come fro the East by the light of a blessed starre that apeareth And to the King of Iews your footesteps rightly directeth Loe here lyes your Lord bow downe make peaceable offring Gold to the golden Babe of golden time the beginning Franckencense and Myrrhe to be sweete perfumes to the sweetest Chylde that sweete sacrifice acceptable vnto the highest Sweete-smelling sacrifice once offered only for euer For t'appease Gods wrath and his most infynit anger Home to the East you Kings and bring this news to the godly God suffreth for man guyltles condemnd for a guylty Home to the East you Kings and tell this abroade for a wonder Wee haue seene that Babe of a Virgin layd in a manger Home to the East you Kings and shew that mighty resounding Of those sweete Angels coelestial harmony making Tell this abroade for a truth and think that from the beginning Noe such sight to an eye noe such sound came to a hearing Backe to the East you Kings but back by a contrary passage Least ye be partakers of a most vnmerciful outrage And get away Ioseph get away and haste thee to Aegypt Herode seekes thy sonne to be murdred not to be worshipt Merciles Herodes to be sole and only triumphant Seeking one infant wil murder a number of infants Beathlem's red with blood sweets sucklings blood that abounded Beathlem's white with bones babes bones all woefuly scattred Childles mothers mourne and howle with watery countnance All crye out for grief and all crye out for a vengeance Vengeance light on a woolf vengeance and plagues on a tyger Vengeance on this beast vengeance on this bloody butcher And when he thought his throane with firme foelicity grounded And his senseles soule with most security flattred Vengeance lights on a woolf vengeance and plagues on a tyger Vengeance on that beast vengeance on that bloody butcher Lyce did suck his blood which first was cause of a bloodshed Vermyne tore his flesh which babes flesh made to be mangled Soe let such men fare that take a delight to be murdring Christs curse light on his head that Christs flock loues to be spoyling Now come back Ioseph but come not nere bloody Iury Fly fro the butchers broode let Nazzareth only receaue thee There shall thy deare Chylde in yeares and wit be a growing And with guifts of grace with supreame glory abounding Thence shall thy deare Chylde to the Church of God be repairing And doating Doctors and Priests diuinely reprouing Thinck not much therefore if three dayes there hee abyded Father on earth must yeelde whylst Father in heu'n is obeyed And now Iohn that sprang in mothers wombe was a preaching Teaching baptizing and Christs wayes duely preparing When this Iohn Christs head with water duly besprinckled And Christe from Iordan was now but newly remoued Sacred Ghost fro the skies flew downe all louely to Christs head And in forme of a Doue itself there sweetly reposed Then fro the heu'ns these woords with

THE Countesse of Pembrokes Emanuel Conteining the Natiuity Passion Buriall and Resurrection of Christ togeather with certaine Psalmes of Dauid All in English Hexameters By ABRAHAM FRAVNCE Imprinted at London for William Ponsonby dwelling in Paules Churchyard at the signe of the Bishops head 1591. To the right excellent and most Honorable Lady the Lady Mary Countesse of Pembroke MAry the best Mother sends her best Babe to a Mary Lord to a Ladies sight and Christe to a Christian hearing Your Honors most affectionate Abraham Fraunce The Countesse of Pembrokes Emanuel The Natiuity of Christ in ryming Hexameters CHriste euer-lyuing once dying only triumpher Ouer death by death Christe Iesus mighty redeemer Of forelorne mankynde which led captyuyty captiue And made thraldome thrall whose grace and mercy defensiue Mercyles and graceles men sau'd Christe liuely reuiuer Of sowles oppressed with sin Christe louely reporter Of good-spell Gospell Mayds son celestial ofspring Emanuel Man-god Messyas euer abounding With pity perpetuall with pure loue charity liuely This Christe shal be my song and my meditation only O euerlasting aeternall euer-abyding Euer-lyuing Lord O life and stil-pity-taking Stil-quicknyng Spyrite which causedst God to be manly That true-God true-man might soe cause man to be godly Graunt mee a sounding voyce to recount these funeral horrors Which made vs t'enioy those sweete celestial harbors And thou Babe stil-borne borne always from the begynning Whose sweete byrth in skyes causd Angels for to be singing Looke sweete Babe from aboue lend gracius eares to my prayers Soe shall these my lipps this mouth this tong be thy praysers When noe Sunne gaue light noe Moone distinctly apeared And noe twinckling starrs this lightsom Olympus adorned When noe world was made then that most mighty Iehoua That king omnipotent that Lord and only Monarcha Himself did meditate enioyd his glorius essence Glorius aeternall vnspeakable infynit essence Liu'd and lou'd himself himself felicity matchles All through all chief good chief blisse perfection endles But the most good God this simple Trinity blessed This most louing Lord this three-fould Vnity sacred Would haue this goodnes manifest this bounty declared This loue expressed this wondrous mercy reuealed In tyme conuenient therefore this world he created And it a large Theater to behould his glory apoynted Which when he had with store of treasures richly replenisht And with abundant grace causd euery part to be furnisht Man was made at length Adam was lastly created Last woork not least woork Adam was dayntily framed Most perfect creature and like to the mighty Creator Good wise immortall of mankynde onely beginner But prowd ambition but Serpent craftily cloaking With curst bitter-sweete his cankred poyson abounding Adam dispossest of pleasant beautiful harbors Adams hart possest with most vnspeakable horrors Man was mard at length Adam was fowly defaced Last woork and lost woork Adam was filthily fowled Most cursed creature vnlyke to the mighty creator Bad foolish mortall of mankinde only the murdrer Yet that greatest God pitying this fall of a sinner His manyfold mercies did againe most freely remember Gaue new grace to the world and caused his only begotten Only beloued son to be sent vs downe fro the heauen Here to receaue our flesh and here with thorns to be crowned Here to be mockt to be whipt and here at last to be murdred Murdred for mankynde t'appease Gods infinit anger Guyltles for guylefull man synles for man a synner And now that good tyme that ioyfull day was aproaching Which by the liuing Lord was apoynted from the begynning There was a man which came from Dauyds progeny noble Called iust Ioseph but dwelt in a place very simple Nazzareth it was nam'de himself had lately betroathed That most spotles spowse that Mayden Mary renowned Whoe to be Christs mother was a chosen vessel apoynted And by an Angels voyce from God thus friendly saluted Hayle o sacred Nymph of woemens company greatest Blest with abundant grace to the blessed Trynity dearest At these wondrous woords this may de was somwhat abashed And did meruayle much by an Angel strangely saluted Which when Gabriel once perceaued he myldly replyed Feare not blessed Mary beleeue and stand not amased Blessed Mary beleeue thou shalt be a mayd be a mother Iesus thy son shall be a King be a Lord be a ruler Ruler Lord and King almighty without any ending His faythfull subiects with grace and mercy protecting Mary began thus againe Good God this seemeth a woonder How can a mayde conceaue can a may'd vntutcht be a mother Gabryel added againe this thy conception holy Is not a woork of man but Gods operation only Gods dyuine power shall woork this woonder vpon thee And therfore this chylde soe borne is son to the mighty Mighty triumphant Lord this Lords dyuynyty dreadfull Thy cosyn Elisabeth made alsoe for to be fruytfull Which was barren afore therfore geue eare to the Lords heast For there is noething impossible vnto the highest Mary resolu'd in mynde this message firmely beleeued And submytts herself by the Angells woords to be guyded Then soone after that to the hylls of Iury shee hastned And there Elisabeth greate with Chylde sweetly saluted At which chearefull woords from blessed Mary proceeding Elisabeths yong babe this sound very strangely receauing Sprang in wombe for ioy causd Maryes voyce to be sounding Elisabeth to reioyce dumbe Zachary for to be speaking Mary with her kinsfolk three moonth's in Iury remayned And then blessed Nymph to her husband home shee returned Husband iust Ioseph good man whoe thought it a wonder That new wife vnknown vntutcht should now be a mother Vnwilling therfore in publyke place to reproue her Good-natur'd Ioseph meant pryuyly for to renounce her This man thus meanyng in sleepe Gods Angel apeared And with chearefull woords this message fryendly delyured Feare not iust Ioseph thy wife is a mayde is a mother Pure chaste vnspotted feare not therefore to receaue her This babe is Gods Chylde this son coelestial of-spring Lambe of God Gods heyre ordeyned from the begynning For to redeeme lost Sheepe to be mankynds sole mediator For to releeue poore sowles to be mankynds mighty protector Ioseph awak's from sleepe Gods Angel he gladly obeyeth And his matchles mate mayd Mother Mary receaueth In those dayes all warrs and vproares fully repressed Augustus Caesar causd euery man to be taxed Taxed in each mans towne then Ioseph quyckly remoued Vnto the blest Beathleme and brought home Mary beloued Mary beloued he brought whoe there when tyme was apoynted Was mayde was Mother was most dyuynely delyured Bare her first borne Chylde and layd hym downe in a manger Wrapt in swadling cloaths poore bed for want of a better Seelly Shepheards by the night theyr flocks were waryly watching And fro the skyes they sawe strange brightnes mightyly shynyng Downe to the ground they fall but an Angel cheareful apeared And with ioyfull news theyr trembling harts he reuyued Feare not fryendly shepheards for I bring good news from