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A13512	Taylors Vrania, or His heauenly muse With a briefe narration of the thirteene sieges, and sixe sackings of the famous cittie of Ierusalem. Their miseries of warre, plague, and famine, (during their last siege by Vespasian and his son Titus.) In heroicall verse compendiously described.; Urania	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1616 (1616)	STC 23806; ESTC S118287	24,950	88

Whil'st the besieged that within did dwell Amongst themselues to fell sedition fell Like neigh'bring bauins lyeng neere each other One burnes and burning each one burne another So did the Iewes each other madly kill And all the streets with their slaide corpses fill Eleazer Simon Iohn all disagree And rend Ierusalem in peeces three These each contending who should be the chiefe More then the Romans caus'd their Contries griefe Iohn scorn'd Eleazer should be his superior And Eleazer thought Iohn his inferior And Symon scornd them both and each did scorne By any to be rul'd or ouer-borne The Citie sundred thus in triple factions Most horride bloody and inhumane actions Were still committed all impieties In sundry sorts of vile varieties All sacrilegious and vngodly acts Were counted Noble meritorious facts They striu'd each other to surpasse in euill And labor'd most most how to serue the deuill These men of grace and goodnes had no thought But daily madly gainst each other fought They hurly burly all things ouerturn'd Their store-houses with victuals downe they burn'd With hearts more hard then Adamantine rocks They drailed Virgins by the Amber locks The Reuerend Aged they did rend and teare About the streets by snowie antient haire Yong Infants some their harmles braines dash out And some on points of Launces borne about That 't is not possible to write with pen The barb'rous outrage of these deuilish men For they vnmindfull of the Roman force Themselu's did waste and spoyle without remorce Their cruell slaughters made their furious foes Relent and weep in pittie of their woes Whil'st they relentles Villaines voyde of pitty Consume and ruinate their mother-Citty The Channels all with purple gore o're flowde The streets with murdred carkasses were strowde The Temple with vnhallowed hands defilde Respect was none to age sex man or childe Thus this three-headed hellish multitude Did waste themselu's themselu's themselu's subdude Whil'st they within still made their strength more weak The Roman Rams th'oposed walls did break Whose dreadfull battry made the Cittie tremble At which the Factious all their powers assemble And all together like good friends vnite And 'gainst their foes they sally forth and fight Like a swolne Riuer bounded in with banks Opposed long with Pike-like Reedy Ranks At last th' ambitious torrent breakes his bounds And ouer-runs whole Lordships and confounds The liuing and the liueles that dares bide The furie of his high insulting pride Euen so the Iewes from out the Cittie venter'd And like a flood the Roman Army enter'd O'rewhelming in their desp'rate madnes all That durst withstand them or assault the wall They set the fearefull Engines all on fire And brauely fighting made their foes retire The battell done back came these hare-braind men And each the others foe deuide agen Pell mell confusion then againe began All order straight vnto disorder ran Their corne and victualls all consum'd with fire Their hunger-starued bodies 'gins to tire Prouision in a moment spoyld and wasted Which kept might well for many yeers haue lasted Then Famine like a Tyrant roames and rages Makes faint yet furious hauock of all ages The Rich the poore the old the yong all dies All staru'd and fleshles bare Anatomies This was a plague of plagues a woe of woes On euery side their death did them inclose But yet the manner how to lose their breaths Did more torment them then an host of deaths To sallie forth the Romans shed their blood To stay within they starue for want of food And if they would go forth the gates were shut And if they staid within their throats were cut That if they stay or go or go or stay Th' are sure to meet destruction euery way But of all torments hunger is the worst For through the stonie walls they say 't will burst These people with war woe and want beset Did striue how they might to the Romans get They hopde to finde more mercy in their swords Then their still-dying famisht state affords Mans wit is sharpest when he is opprest And wisdom amongst euills likes the least They knew Vespasian for a Noble foe And one that did not glory in their woe They thought it best his clemencie to trie And not immurde with hungry famine die Resolued thus dispairing in their hopes A number slyding downe the walls with ropes Fled vnto Tytus who bemoand their case Relieuing them and tooke them to his Grace Thus fortie thousand neere with famine staru'd Were all vnhop'd for by their foes preseru'd The Cittie soldiers search'd each house to see Where any victuals might conuayed be And if they any found they thought it fit To beat the owners for concealing it But if they saw a man looke plump and fat His throat they presently would cut for that They thought him too much pamperd too wel fed And to saue meat and drinke they strike him dead Some men and women Rich and Nobly borne Gaue all they had for one poore strike of corne And hid themselues and it below the ground In some close vault they eat the same vn-ground If any could get slesh they eat it raw The strongest still the weakest ouer-awe For hunger banisht naturall respect It made the husband his owne wife reiect The wife doth snatch the meat from out his hand Which would and should hir loue and life cōmand All pitty from the Mother was exilde She teares and takes the victuals from hir Childe The Childe doth with the Parents play the theefe Steales all their food and lets them pine in griefe Nor Free or Bond-man Fathers nor yet Mothers Wiues Husbands Seruants masters sisters brothers Propinquitie or strong Affinitie Nor all the rights of Consanguinitie No Law or Rule or Reason could beare sway Where strength cōmands there weaknes must obay The pining seruant will no master know The son his father will no duty show The Commons did no Magistrate regard Each one for one and but for one he carde Disordred like the Cart before the horse All reu'rence and respect did yeeld to force These Miscreants with vigilance all watch'd Where they could see a dore or lock'd or latch'd There they supposd the people were at meat And in their outrage ope the dores they beat Where entring if they found them feeding fast From out their throats they teare the meat in haste Halfe eaten halfe vneaten they constraine The wretched people cast it vp againe They halde them by the eares the house about To force them bring supposed victuals out Some by the thumbs hang'd vp some by the toes Some prick'd with bodkins some with many blowes Tormented were to force them to reueale Meat when they had not any to conceale Now all was fish that fell into the net And all was food that fraud or force could get Grasse hay barke leaues of trees and Dogs and Cats Toades Frogs wormes snailes flies maggots Mice and Rats All filthy stinking and contagious Rootes The couers of their Coaches shooes and

Gallant mounted all in gold Like Alexander on Bucephalus The ground in his conceit too base to hold Him whom the smiles of fortune fauours thus But in his height of heat how soone hee 's cold By death snatch'd from his pompe himselfe and vs. His Name and Noble-Mushrom-fame forgot And all things but his shame must lye and rot 78 The beauteous Lady that appeares a Saint Of Angells forme and Heau'n admired hue That can by Art defectiue Nature paint And make false colours to the eye seeme true Yet Death at last hir brau'ry doth attaint And spight hir Art she must pay Natures due The rarest features and the fairest formes Must dye and rot and be consum'd with wormes 79 Wealth Beauty as they are abusde or vsde They make the owners either curst or blest As Good or Ill is in the minde infusde They adde a ioyfull rest or woes vnrest To vse them well th' are blest but if abusde Thy God doth thee and them loath and detest And turns his blessings which shold most cōtēt thee To dreadfull cursings which shal still torment thee 80 Seek then Heau'ns kingdom things that are right And all things else shall be vpon thee cast Thy daies of Ioy shall neuer turne to night Thy blessed state shall euerlasting last Liue still as euer in thy Makers sight And let Repentance purge thy vices past Remember thou must drink of deaths sharp cup And of thy Stuardship account giue vp 81 Had'st thou the beautie of faire Absolon Or did thy strength the strength of Sampson passe Or could thy wisdom match wise Salomon Or might thy riches Cressus wealth surpasse Or were thy pompe beyond great Babylon The proudest Monarchie that euer was Yet Beauty Wisdom Riches Strength and State Age Death and Time will spoile and ruinate 82 Make of the World no more then as it is A vale of Cares of miseries and woes Thinke of it as the sinke of all amisse That blinds our Sences with deceiuing showes Account it as a den of balefull blisse The which vnthought of all estates o'rethrowes How Sathan in it beares a Lordly sway And how none but his subiects it obay 83 And whilst thou runn'st this transitorie race Vse well the blessings God to thee hath sent Do Good with them whilst thou hast time and space And know they are but things vnto thee lent Know that thou must appeare before Gods face To answer if they well or ill be spent If thou hast spent them well then heau'n is thine If ill th' art damn'd to hell by doome diuine 84 But ten times happy shall that Steward be Which at the last the Lord shall faithfull finde Heart tongue or eyes cannot thinke speake or see The glory that to him shall be assinde He shall out-passe the Angells in degree He shall out-shine all Starrs that euer shinde He shall for euer and for euer sing Eternall praises to his God and King 85 Vnto which God the Father first and last Whose goodnes all conseru's preseru's and feeds To God the Sonne whose merits downe h●ath cast Sinne death and hell due vnto Sinners meeds To thee ô Holy Ghost that euer vvast The blessing that from Sire and Sonne proceeds And to the vn-deuided Three in One All Power and Praise and Glory be alone FINIS THE SEVERALL Sieges Assaults Sackings and finall Destruction of the famous ancient and memorable Citie of IERVSALEM Deuided into two parts By IOHN TAYLOR LONDON Printed by Edward Griffin for Nathaniel Butter and are to be sold at his shop at S. Austins gate at the signe of the Pyde Bull. 1616. TO THE TRVLY worthy and right Worshipful IOHN MORAY Esquire one of the Gentlemen of his Maiesties Royall Bed-chamber Earths Honors and Heauens happines THis Booke Good Sir the issue of my braine Though far vnworthy of your worthy view Yet I in dutie offer it to you In hope you Gently it will entertaine And though the Method and the Phrase be plaine Not Artlike writ as to the stile is due Yet is it voide of any thing vntrue And truth I know your fauour shall obtaine The many fauours I from you haue had Hath forc'd me thus to shew my thankfull minde And of all faults I know no vice so bad And hatefull as ingratefully inclinde A thankfull Heart is all a poore mans pelfe Which with this Booke I giue your Worthy Selfe Your Worships euer most obliged IOHN TAYLOR The seuerall Sieges Assaults Sackings and finall destruction of the famous ancient and memorable Citie of IERVSALEM THe Iustice Mercy and the Might I sing Of Heau'ns iust mercifull almighty KING By whose fore knowledge all things were elected Whose power hath all things made all protected Whose Mercies flood hath quencht his Iustice flame Who was is shall be one and still the same Who in the Prime when all things first began Made all for Man and for himselfe made Man Made not begotten or of humane birth No Sire but God no Mother but the Earth Who ne're knew Childhood or the sucking teate But at the first was made a man compleat Whose inward Soule in God-like forme did shine As Image of the Maiestie diuine Whose supernaturall wisdom beyond Nature Did name each sensible and senceles creature And from whose Star-like Sand-like Generation Sprung euery Kinred Kingdom Tribe and Nation All people then one Language spake alone Interpreters the world then needed none There liued then no learned deep Grammarians There were no Turks no Scithians no Tartarians Then all was one and one was only all The language of the vniuersall Ball. Then if a Traueller had gone as farre As from the Artick to th' Antartick starre If he from Borcas vnto Auster went Or from the Orient to th' Occident Which way soeuer he did turne or winde He had bin sure his Countrey-man to finde One hundred thirty winters since the Flood The Earth one only Language vnderstood Vntill the sonne of Cush the sonne of Cham A proud cloud-scaling Tower began to frame Trusting that if the world againe were drown'd He in his loftie building might rest sound All future Floods he purposd to preuent Aspiring to Heau'ns glorious Battlement But high Iehouah with a puff was able To make ambitious Babell but a bable For what is man that he should dare resist The great Almighties power who in his fist Doth gripe Eternitie and when he please Can make and vnmake Heau'n and Earth Seas For in their expectation of conclusion He plag'd them all with sundry Tongues confusion Such Gibrish Gible Gable all did iangle Some laugh some fret all prate all diffring wrangle One calls in Hebrew to his working Mate And he in Welch Glough whee Comrage doth prate Another gapes in English or in Scotch And they are answer'd in the French or Dutch Caldaicke Siriacke and Arabian Greeke Latin Tuscan and Armenian The Transiluanian and Hungarian The Persian and the rude Barbarian All these and diuers more then I can