Gyants modelled for a sport of Snow which at the hoter looks of the Sun melt away and ly drowned in their own moisture such an impetuous vicissitude towseth the estates of this World Is it knowledge But we have not yet attained to a perfect understanding of the smallest Flower and why the Grasse should rather be green than read The Element of Fire is quite put out the Air is but water rarified the Earth moveâ—h and is no more the Center of the Universe is turned into a Magnes Stars are not sixed but swim in the Etherial spaces Comets are mounted above the Planets some assirm there is another world of men and creatures with Cities and Towers in the Moon the Sun is lost for it is but a cleft in the lower heavenâ— through which the light of the highâ—st shines Thus Sciences by the diverse motions of this Globe of the brain of man are become opinions What is all we know compared with what we know not We have not yet agreed about the chief good and felicitye It is perhaps Artificial Cunning how many curiosities be framed by the least Creatures of Nature unto which the industry of the most curious Artizanes doth not again Is it Riches what are they but the casâ—ing out of Friends the Snares of liberty bands to such as have them possâ—ssing rather then possest metals which nature hath hid fore-seeing the great harm they should occasion and the onely opinion of man hath brought in estimation like Thornes which laid on an open hand may be blown away and on a closing and hard gripping wound it Prodigals mispend them wretches miskeep them when we have gathered the greatest abundance we our selves can enjoy no more thereof than so much as belongs to one man what great and rich men do by others the meaner sort do themselves Will some talk of our pleasures it is not though in the fables told out of purpose that pleasure in hast being called up to Heaven did here forget her apparel which Sorrow thereafter â—inding to deceive the world attired her self with And if we would say the truth of most of our joies we must confess that they are but disguised sorrows the drams of thâ—ir Honey are â—owred in pounds of Gâ—ll remorse ever enseweath them nay in some they have no effect at all if some wakening grief hath not preceded and forewent them Will some Ladies vaunt of their beauty that is but skin-deep of two senâ—â—s onely known short even of Marble Statues and Pictures not the same to all eyes dangerous to the Bâ—holder and hurtful to the Possessor an enemy to Chastiâ—ie a thing made to delight others more than those which have it a superficial lustre hiding bones and the brains things fearful to be looked upon growth in years doth blaste it or sickness or sorrow preventing them Our strength matched with that of the urneasonable Creatures is but weakness all we can set our eyes on in these intricate mazes of life is but vain perspective and deceiving shadows appearing far otherwise afar off than when injoied and gazed upon in a neâ—r distance If death be good why should it be feared And if it be the woâ—k of nature how should it not be good for nature is an Ordinance and Rule which God hath established in the creating this Vniverse as is the Law of a king which cannot err Sith in him there is no impotency and weakâ—esse by the which he might bring forth what is unperfect no perverseness of will of which might proceed any vicious action no ignorance by the which he might go wrong in working being most powerful most good most wise nay all-wise all-good all powerful He is the first Orderer and marshalleth every other Order the highest Essâ—nce giving essence to all other things of all causes the cause he worketh powerfully bounteously wisely and maketh his Artificial Organ nature do the same How is not Death of Nature sith what is naturally generate is subject to corruption and such an harmony which is life rising from the mixture of the four Elements which are the Ingredients of our bodie can not ever endure the contrariety of their qualities as a consuming Rust in the basâ—r Mettals being an inward cause of a necessary dissoution Again how is not Death good sith it is the thaw of all those vanities which the frost of life bindeth together If there be a saciety in life then must there be a sweetnesse in Death The Earth were not ample enough to contain her off-spring if none dyed in two or three Ages without death what an unpleasant and lamentable Spectacle were the most flourishing Cities for what should there be to be seen in them save bodies languishing and courbing again into the Earth pale disfigured faces Skelitons instead of men and what to be heard but the exclamations of the young complaints of the old with the pittiful cries of sick and pining persons there is almost no infirmity worse than age If there be any evil in death it would appear to be that pain and torment which we apprehend to arisâ— from the breaking of those strait bands which keep the Soul and body together which sith not without great struggling and motion seemes to prove it self vehement and most extreme The senses are the only cause of pain but before the last Trances of Death they are so brought under that they have no or very little strength and their strength lessening the strength of pain too must be lessened How should we doubt but the weakness of sense lesseneth pain sith we know that weakened and maimed parts which receive not nourishment are a great deal less sensible than the other parts of the body And see that old decrepit persons leave this world almost without pain as in a sleep If bodies of the most sound and wholesome constitution be these which most vehemently feel pain it must then follow that they of a distemperate and craisie constitution have least feeling of pain and by this reason all weak and sick bodies should not much feel pain for if they were not distâ—mpered and evil complexioned they would not be sick That the Sight Hearing Taste Smelling leave us without pain and unawares we are undoubtedly assured and why should we not think the same of the Feeling That which is capable of feeling are the vital Spirits which in a man in a perfit health are spread and extended through the whole body and hence is it that the whole Body is capâ—ble of pain but in dying bodies we see that by pauses and degrees the parts which are furthest removed from the heart become cold and being deprived of natural heat all the pain which they feel is that they do feel no pain Now even as before the sick are aware the vital spirits have withdrawn themselves from the whole extension of the body to succour the heart like distressed Citizens which finding their walls battered down fly to the defence of theiâ— ittadel
the soul And if two Pilgrims which have wandred some few miles together have a hearts-grief when they are neer to part what must the sorrow be at the parting of two so loving Friends and never-loathing Lovers as are the Body and Soul Death is the violent estranger of acquaintance the eternal Divorcer of Mariage the Ravisher of the children from the Parenâ—s the Sâ—ealer of Parents from their children the interrâ—r oâ— Fame the sole cause of forgetfulnesse by which the living talk of those gone away as oâ— so many Shadowes or age-worn Stories all strength by it is enseebled Beauty tuâ—ned into deformity and rotâ—enness honour in contempt Gloâ—y into basenesse It is the reasonless breaker off of all Actiâ—ns by which we enjoy no more the sweet pleasures of Earth nor gaze upon the stately revolutions of the Heavens Sunne perpetually setteth Stars never rise unto us It in one moment robbeâ—h us of what with so great toyl and care in many years we have heaped together By this are Successions of Linages cut short kingdomes left heirless and greatest States orphaned it is not overcome by Pride â—mothered by Flattery diverted by time Wisedome save this can prevent and help every thing By death we are exiled from this fair City of the World it is no more a World unto us nor we no more a people unto it The ruines of Phanes Palaces and other magnificent Frames yâ—eld a sad prospect to the soul and how should it without horrour view the wrack of such a wounderful Master-piece as is the body That death naturally is terrible and to be abhorred it can not well and altogether be denyed it being a privation of life and a not-being and every privation being abhorred of nature and evil in it self the fear of it too being ingenerate universally in all Creatures yet I have often thought that even naturally to a mind by onely nature resolved and prepaâ—ed it is more terrible in conceit than in verity and at the first Glance than when well pryed into and that rather by the weakness of our fantasie than by what is in it and that the marble colours of Obsequies Weeping and funeral pomp which we our selves castover did add much more ghastâ—inesse unto it than otherwaies it hath To aver which conclusion when I had gatherd my wandring thoughts I began thus with my self If on the great Theatre of this Earth amongst the numberless number of men To dy were onely proper to thee and thine then und â—ubtedly thou hadst reason to repine at so severe and partial a Law but since it is a necessity from the which never an age by-past hath been exempted and unto which they which be and so many as are to come are thralled no consequent of life being more common and familiar why shouldst it thou with unprofitable and nought availing stubbornness oppose to so unevitable and necessary a Condition this is the high-way of Mortality our general home behold what millions have trode it before thee what multitudes shall after thee with them which at that same instant run In so universal a calamity if Death be one private complaints cannot be heard with so many Royal Palaces it is no loss to see thy poor Câ—ban burn Shall the heavens stay their ever-roling wheels for what is the motion of them but the motion of a swift and ever whirling wheel which twineth forth and again uprolleth our life and hold still time to prolong thy miserable daies as if the highest of their working were to do homage unto thee thy death is a peice of the Order of this All a part of the Life of this world for while the World is the World some Creatures must dy and others take life Eternal things are raised far above this Sphere of Generation and Corruption where the first Matter like an ever flowing and ebbing Sea with divers waves but the same water keepeth a restless and never tyring current what is below in the universality of the kind not in it self doth abide Man a long line of years hath continued This man every hundred is swept away This Globe environed with air is the sole Region of death the Grave where every thing that taketh life must rott the Stage of Fortune and Change onely glorious in the unconstancy and varying alterations of it which though many seem yet to abide one and being a certain entire one are ever many The never agreeing bodies of the Elemental Brethren turn one in another the Earth changeth her countenance with the seasons sometimes looking cold and naked other times hot and flowry Nay I cannot tell how but even the lowest of those Celestial bodies that mother of moneths and Empress of Seas and moisture as if she were a Mirrour of our constant mutability appeareth by her too great neerness unto us to participate of our changes never seeing us twice with that same face now looking black then pale and wan sometimes again in the perfection and fulnesse of her beauty shining over us Death no lesse than life doth here act a part the taking away of what is old being the making away for what is young They which forewent us did leave a Room for us and should we grieve to do the same to those which should come after us who being suffered to see the exquisite rarities of an Antiquaries Cabinet is grieved that the curtain he drawn and to give place to new pilgrims and when the Lord of this Universe hath shewed us the amazing wonders of his various frame should we take it to heart when he thinketh time to dislodge this is his unalterable and unevitable Decree as we had no part of our will in our entrance into this lâ—iâ—e we should not presume of any in our leaving it but soberly learn to will that which he wills whose very will giveth being to all that it wills and reverencing the Orderer not repine at the Order and Laws which al-where and allwaies are so perfectly established that who would essay to correct and amend any of them should either make them worse or desire things beyond the level of possibility If thou doest complain that there shall be a time in the which thou shalt not be why dost thou not too grieve that there was a time in the which thou waste not and so that thou art not as old as that enlifening Planet of time for not to have been a thousand years before this moment is as much to be deplored as not to live a thousand after it the effect of them both being one that will be after us which long long before we were was Ous Childrens children have that same reason to murmur that they were not young men in our daies which we have to complain that we shall not be old in theirs The Violets have their time though they impurple not the Winter and the Roses keep their season though they disclose not their beauty in the Spring Empires States Kingdomes have by the doom
the Process did depend it being a safer way in Judgement to absolve the guilty than condemn the innocent But the most part gave her over to the Assizers the better part of which being in voices fewer the greater who neither respecting conscience within them nor shame with the present age and posterity nor the supreme justice of Heaven find this poor Lady guilty and she is condemned to be burnt alive Her sentence was executed the fifth day after the beheading of the Master of Forbess on the Castle hill of Edenburgh in sight of her Husband who either out of Revenge or Fear after this tragical end of his Lady seeking to save himself by escape out of the Prison whilst he came over the Wall by the shortness of the Cable was dashed against the Rock and found dead Though the tender years of the Lord Glammes her son proved his innocency he remained prisoner in the Castle till after the Kings death The old Priest when after torture nothing could be proved against was set at liberty William Lyon the author of this calumny was banished the Countrey which justifyed the Ladies integrity and verifyed than however Princes love to find out Treason they hate the Informers except upon cleer grounds Upon the like suspitions Droomlenrigge and Hemps-Field antient Barons having challenged others had leave to try the verity by Combate the lists were designed by the King who was a Spectator and Umpire of their Valour at the Court of of the Pallace of Holy-rood-house They appeared upon the day armed from head to foot like antient Palladines and after many enterchanged blows to the disadvantage of their Casks Corslets and Vantbraces when the one was become breathless by the weight of his arms and thunder of his blowes and the other who was short sighted had broken his ponderous Sword the King by Heraulds caused separate them with disadvantage to neither of these Champions and the verity which was found was that they dared both fight in close Arms. The Abbot of Arbroth and the Lord Maxwell by many enterchanged letters full of Princely love had assured the King and the Lady Mary of Lorrain and articles being agreed upon to the great content of the French they were espoused by Proctors as is the costome amongst Princes with great triumph in the City of Paris in the presence of the French King and many Peers after which solemnity Monsieur d' Annabault Admiral of France accompanied herto New-haven in the beginning of the Moneth of Iune1538 where she embarqued and with many French Ships when she had been tost on the Seas came to Fysses-ness where at Cayrel she was attended by the Noblemen and the King who consumated the mariage in the Cathedral Church of St. Andrews in Iuly Nothing more linketh the affections of the marryed than children the first year the Queen answereth her husbands hopes and in S. Andrews was delivered of a Son who was named Iames the Arch-bishop of St. Andrews and Earl of Arran being his God-Fathers and the Queen the Kingâ— Mother his Godmother 1539. in Febr. thereafter she was crowned Queen of Scotland in the Abby Church of Holy-rood-house by the Abbot of Arbroth at which time Margarite the old Queen falling sick at Methven in few daies departed and was buryed in the Chaâ—terhouse of St. Iohnstoun near the Tomb of King Iames the first The King her Son with all the Nobility and Gentry being present at her funerals which were celebrated in most solemn and pompous manner Not long after Iames Beatoun Arch-bishop a man of great age followed this Lady to the other World he had provided Successors to his Benefices and his Arch-bishops See to David Beatoun afterwards Cardinal whom the King accepted and admitted without contestation The kingdom now began to be divided in opinions of Religion they which held the helm of State labouring in vain â—o reconcile them the King was sore perplexed and uncertain what course to follow suppress them he could not to give way to them without shaking the strongest beams of the policy of his Kingdom seem'd unto him impossible his privy Counsellours being more of his antient Servants than Nobles or Church men of which many were piping through these flecked clouds of ignorance as they favored gave their opinions some one way some another and a freedome of speech being given one of them as they were in his chamber together spake to him to this purpose Sir amongst the many blessings your Subjects enjoy under this your Government this is not the least that for the Weal of your Majesty and the publick good of the Kingdome the meanest of your Subjects may freely open his mind and declare his opinion unto you his Soveraign And if ever there was a time in which grave good and sound couâ—sel should be delivered to your Majesty it is this and the difficulties of the Common-wealth do now require it Nor ever in matters of advice and consultation can we embrace and follow what is most reasonable and what according to Laws Iustice and Equity should be but what necessity driveth us unto and what is most convenient for the present time to be and what we may well and fairly accomplish and bring to pass The Estate of your Kingdome is troubled with diversity of opinions concerning Religion It is to be wished that the one onely true Religion were in the hearts of all your Subjects since diversity of opinions of Religion and heresâ—es are the very punishment of God Almighty upon men for their horrible vices and roaring sins And when Men forsake his fear and true obedience God abandoneth them to their own opinions and fantasies in Religion out of which arise Partialities Factions Divisions Strife intestine Discords which burst forth into civil war and in short time bring Kingdoms and Common-wealths to their last periods But matters arising to such a height and disorder as by all appearance they are like to advance in this Kingdom the number of the Sectaries dayly increasing without dissembling my thoughts to your Majesty The preservation of the People being the Supream and principal law which God Almighty hath enjoyned to all Princes I hold it more expedient to give place to the exercise of both religions than under pretence and shadow of them to suffer the common Peace of your Subjects to be torn in pieces What can wisdom Sir advise you to do with these Separatists Either they must be tolerated for a time or they must altogether be removed and that by death or banishment So soon as a Prince beginneth to spoil banâ—sh kill burn his people for matters abstract from sense and altogether spiritual he becometh as it were a Plague unto them It is an Errour of State in a Prince for an opinion of Piety to condemn to death the adherers to new doctrine For the constancy and patience of those who voluntarily suffer all temporall miseries and death it self for matters of faith stirr up and invite numbers who at
his mind that he neither had counsel nor resolution what to follow neither remembring his own valour nor the number of his Subjects yet flourishing he remained as one distracted and abandonned of all hopes The Plot of the Nobles at Falla Moor against his Servants the refusing to give battel on English ground made him apprehend that the whole body of his Nobility had conspired his overthrow The Cardinall and Earl of Arran comming to Edenburgh he also returned all so cast down that they were ashamed to come within sight of each other some daies After which in a retired manner he passed to Fyffe and from Hall-yards to Faulkland where he gave himself over to Sorrow No man had access unto him no not his own Domesticks Now are his thoughts busied with revenge now with rage against his scornful Nobility long watchings continuall cares and passions abstinence from food and recreation had so extenuated his body that pierced with grief anguish impatience despair he remained fixt to his bed In these Trances Letters come from Lithgow to him That the Queen was delivered of a Daughter the eight of December When he heard it was a Daughter was born he is said to have turned his face from them that read the Letters and sighing a farewell to the World it will end as it began saies he the Crown came by a woman and it will with one go many miseries approach this poor Kingdome King Henry will either make it his by Armes or Marriage The Cardinall put in his hands some blanck Papers of which they composed a Letter Will which whether he subscribed or not is uncertain After which he said not many words which could be understood but mused on the discomfiture of his Servants at the Solloway-Moss In which fits he left this world the thirteenth of December 1542. the three and thirtieth year of his age and two and thirty of his Reign Some record he was troubled by an unkindly medicine aud that the Cardinal was conscious to it but upon far conjectures for the event proved that his death was not onely the ruine of the Cardinall but of the whole Church-men of the Kingdom and frame of the Roman Religion His body was conveyed from Faulkland to Edenburgh the Cardinal Earls of Arran Arguil Rothess Marshal accompanying it and in Ianuary buried in the Abby Church of Holy-rood-housâ— near the body of Magdalen his first Queen He left behind him many natural children of his Marriages only one daughter five daies old at his death the Heir of his Kingdom and misfortunes This King was of a well made body and excellent mind if it had been carefully polisht he was of a middle stature Nature had given him strength and ability equal to any but by exercise he had so confirmed it that he was able to endure any travel and practice all feats of Arms as his attending on Malefactors proved for he was ordinary thought the first of his Troups who persued them and the last that left the chase being daring and forward In his private affairs he was attentive and liberal yet spared his Treasure that he should not want and when occasion required caring for no charges Never man did entertain Soveraignity more familiarly being of easie access to the meaner sort as to the great He was studious of all good arts natuâ—ally given to Poesie as many of his verses yet extant testifie He was of as great sorbriety as of little continency he was a great favourer of learned men The poor men loved him the great feared him he made the rushy bushes keep the heards of Cattel he was thankful towards his Friends dangerous towards his Enemies He infinitely obliged his people by establishing a Justice Court among them and bringing all sorts of Manufactours from neighbor nations home By the Germans he found the Gold Mines of Crawfoord Moor being unknown to this part of the world before him out of which he extracted treasure He left his Arsenals furnisht with all sorts of arms and furniture for War Now as in pictures not only the light but the shadow is observable let us look upon him in all his umbrages This Prince in his long persuit of the Dowglasses seems to have had a strange humour that he could never forgive And most of his miseries may be traced to this Source these he would have extirpate and the King of England could not forsake a man who was his brother-in-law and had been ever obsequious to him Seeking only that he might be restord to his own out of which he was cast not by any treason or aspiring to the Crown but of an ambition he had to be near the King and equal to any Subject his own worth kinred and followers animating him thereunto having maried the Kings Mother and one of the greatest Kings Sister of those times The burning alive of the Lady Glames beheading of the Master of Forbess and after him Sir Iames Hamiltoun turned many of his Nobles from him and made the Commons detract him For though they delight sometimes to have great men made equal to them when they find not evident proofs and sound grounds of their sufferings and executions they abhor the Actors Princes should remember that as the people are their Subjects so are they the Subjects of time and providence This humour of revenge made many believe if he had not been prevented by death many Scaffolds had been embrued for Falla-moor Plot and Solloway-Moss The Lord Maxwel who had studied the Character of the King at that Road vowed when he might have escaped among his known Borderers he would rather be the KING of Englands Prisoner and see him at London than return home and be shamefully hanged at the Cross of Edenburgh He studied very much the overthrow of his antient Nobility not considering that the titles of Crowns in Hereditary Kingdomes belong only to Kings for that they are the most Antient Noblemen and also first of the Primitive Bloud In his last years he was altogether governed by Romish Prelates dangerous Pilots in the Ocean of a troubled State that Body in which one humour signorizeth cannot last long and a Prince perisheth when he is governed by onely one sort of men Neither was he ruled so much by them out of great zeal to Religion being a Prince altogether given to his own pleasures as that he found them counterpoise the Nobility whilest he swayed the ballanc His death proveth his Mind to have been raised to the highest strain and above mediocrity for he could die but could not disgest a disaster He seemeth to have had too much confidence in himself and that he forgot the conditions of Mortality Whilest he suffered himself to be carryed away by the current of grief and swallowed up in the gulf of despair All his faults are but as some few Warts in a most pleasing and beautifull Face He was very much beholding to the excellent Poets of his time whose commendation shall serve him
multitude of words which comming Times may scorn How many millions never hear the names of the most famous Writers and amongst them to whom they are known how few turn over their pages and of such as do how many sport at their conceits taking the verity for a fable and oft a fable for verity or as we do pleasants use all for recreation Then the ariâ—ing of more famous doth darken and turn ignoble the glory of the former being held as garments worn out of fashion Now when thou hast attained what praise thou couldst desire and thy fame is emblazon'd in many Stories it is but an Eccho a meer Sound a Glow-worm which seen afar casteth some cold beams but approached is found nothing an imaginary happiness whose good depends on the opinion of others Desert and Virtue for the most part want Monuments and memory seldome are recorded in the Volumes of admiration while Statues and Trophies are erected to those whose names should have been buried in their dust and folded up in the darkest clouds of oblivion So do the rank Weeds in this Garden of the World choak and over-run the sweetest Flowers Applause whilst thou livest serveth but to make thee that fair mark against which Envy and Malice direct their Arrows at best is like that Syracusians Sphear of Chrystal as frail as fair and born after thy death it may as well be ascribed to some of those were in the Trojan Horse or to such as are yet to be born an hundred years hereafter as to thee who nothing knowes and is of all unknown What can it avail thee to be talked of whilst thou art not Consider in what bounds our fame is confined how narrow the lifts are of humane Glory and the furthest she can stretch her wings This Globe of the Earth which seemeth huge to us in respect of the Universe and compared with that wide wide pavilion of Heaven is less than little of no sensible quantity and but as a point for the Horizon which boundeth our sight divideth the heaven as in two halfs having alwaies six of the Zodiack signs above and as many under it which if the Earth had any qantity compared to it it could not do More it the Eaâ—th were not as a point the Stars could not still in all parts of it appear to us of a like greatnesse for where the Earth raised it self in Mountains we being more near to Heaven they would appear to us of a greater quantity and where it is humbled in Vallies we being further distant they would seem unto us lâ—sse But the starres in all parts of the Earth appearing of a like greatnesse and to every part of it the Heaven imparting to our sight the half of its inside we must avouâ—h it to be but as a point Well did one compare it to an Ant-hill and men the Inhabitants to so many Pismires and Grashoppers in the toil and variety of their diversifyed studies Now of this small indivisible thing thus compared how much is covered with Waters how much not at all discovered how much unhabited and desart and how many millions of millions are they which share the remnant amongst them in languages customes divine rites differing and all almost to others unknown But let it be granted that glory and Fame are some great matter and can reach Heaven it self â—ith they are oft buried with the honoured and passe away in so fleet a revolution of time what great good can they have in them How is not glory Temporal if it increase with years and depend on time Then imagine me for what cannot imagination reach unto one could be famous in all times to come and over the whole World present yet shall he ever be obscure and ignoble to those mighty Ones which were onely heretofore esteemed famous amongst the Assyrians Persians Romans Again the vain affâ—ctation of man is so suppressed that though his Works abide some space the Worker is unknown the huge Egyptian Pyramides and that Grot in Pausilipo though they have wrestled with time and worn upon the wast of Daies yet are their Authors no more known than it is known by what strange Earth-quakes and deluges Isles were divided from the Continent or Hills bursted forth of the Valleysâ— Dayes Moneths and Years are swallowed up in the great â—Gulf of time which puts out the eyes of all their glory and onely a fatal oblivion remains of so many ages past we may well figure to our selves likely apparences but can affirm little câ—â—â—ainty Bâ—t my soul what ailes thee to be thus backward and astonished at the remembrance of Death sith it doth not reach thee more than darknesse doth those far-shining Lamps above Rowse thy self for shame why shouldst thou fear to be without a body sith thy maker and the spiritual and super-celestial Inhabitants have no bodies Haâ—t thou ever seen any Prisonâ—r who when the 〈◊〉 Gaâ—es were broken up and he enfranchised and set loose would rather plain and sit still on his Fetters than seek his freedâ—m or any Mariner who in the midst of Storms arriving near the Shore would launch forth again unto the Main rather than strike Sail and joyfully enter the leas of a safe Harbour If thou rightly know thy self thou hast but small cause of anguish for if there be any resemblance of that which is infinite in what is finite which yet by an infinite imperfection is from it distâ—nt if thou be not an Image thou art a shadow of that unsearchâ—bâ—e Trinity in thy three essential Powers Understanding Will Memory which though three are in thee but one and abiding one are distinctly three But in nothing more comest thou near that Soveraign Good than by thy perpetuity which who strive to improve by that same do it prove Like those thâ—t by arguing themselves to be without reason by the very arguing shew how they have some For how can what is wholly mortal more know what is immortal than the eye can know sounds or the ear question about colours if one had eyes who would ever descant of light or Sorrow To thee nothing in this visible World is comparable thou art so wounderful a beauty and so beautiful a wonder that if but once thou couldst be gazed upon by bodily eyes every heart would be inflamed with thy love and ravished from all servile basenesse and earthly desires Thy being depends not on matter hence by thine understanding doest thou dive into the being of every other thing and therein art so pregnant that nothing by place similitude subject time is so conjoined which thou canst not separate as what neither is nor any waies can exist thou canst fain and give an abstract being unto Thou seemest a World in thy self containing Heaven Starres Seas Earth Floods Mountains Forrests and all that liveth yet rests thou not satiate with what is in thy self nor with all in the wide Universe untill thou raise thy self to the contemplation of that first illuminating
actions to all men which they cannot go beyond Most then answered I Death is not such an evil and pain as it is of the Vulgar esteemed Death said he nor painful is nor evil except in contemplation of the cause being of it self as indifferent as birth yet can it not be denyed and amidst those dreams of earthly pleasures the uncouthnesse of it with the wrong apprehension of what is unknown in it are noysom But the Soul sustained by its Maker resolved and calmly retired in it self doth find that death sith it is in a moment of Time is but a short nay sweet sigh and is not worthy the remembrance compared with the smallest dramm of the infinite Felicity of this Place Here is the Palace Royal of the Almighty King in which the uncomprehensible comprehensibly manifesteth Himself in place highest in substance not subject to any corruption or change for it is above all motion and solid turneth not in quantity greatest for if one Starre one Sphere be so vast how large how huge in exceeding demensions must those bounds be which do them all contain In quality most pure and orient Heaven here is all but a Sunne or the Sunne all but a Heaven If to Earthlings the Foot-stool of God and that Stage which he raised for a small course of Time seemeth so glorious and magnificent What estimation would they make if they could see of his eternal Habitation and Throne and if these be so wonderful what is the fight of him for whom and by whom all was created of whose Glory to behold the thousand thousand part the most pure Intelligencies are fully satiate and with wonder and delight rest amazed for the beauty of his light and the light of His beauty are uncomprehensible Here doth that earnest appetite of the understanding content it self not seeking to know any more For it seeth before it in the vision of the Divine essence a Miroir in the which not Images or shadows but the true and perfect essence of every thing created is more clear and conspicuous than in it self all that may be known or understood Here doth the Will pause it self as in the center of its Eternal rest glowing with a fiery affection of that infinite and al-sufficient good which being fully known cannot for the infinite motives and causes of love which are in him but be fully and perfectly loved As he is onely the true and essential Bounty so is he the onely essential and true beauty deserving alone all Love and Admiration by which the Creatures are onely in so much fair and excellent as they parâ—icipate of his Beauty and excelling Excellencies Here is a blessed Company every one joying as much in anothers Felicity as in that which is proper because each seeeth another equaly loved of God thus their distinct joyes are no fewer than the copartners of the Joy And as the Assembly is in number answerable to the large capacity of the place so are the joyes answerable to the numberlesse number of the Assembly No poor and piâ—tiful mortal confined on the Globe of Earth who hath never seen buâ— soâ—row or interchangeably some painted superficial pleasures can righly think on or be sufficient to conceive the termless delights of this place So many Feathers move not on Birds so many Birds dint not the Air so many leaves tremble not on Trees so many Trees grow not in the solitary Forests so many waves turn not in the Ocean and so many grains of Sand limit not those Waves as this triumphant Court hath variety of delights and Joies exempâ—ed from all comparison Happiness at once here is â—ully known and fully enjoyed and as infinite in conâ—inuance as extent Here is flourishing and never-fading youth without Age Strength without Weaknesse Beauty never blasting Knowledge without Learning Abundance without Loathing Peace without Disturbance Participâ—tion without Envy Rest without Labour Light without rifing or setting Sunne Perpetuity without moments for Time which is the measure of Endurance did never enter in this shining Eternity Ambition Disdain Malice Difference of Opinions cannot approach this place and resembling those foggy Mists which cover those Lists of Sublunary things All pleasure paragon'd with what is here is pain all Mirth mourning all Beauty deformity Here one daies abiding is above the continuing in the most fortunate estate on the Earth many years and sufficient to countervail the extreamest torments of Life But although this bliss of Souls be great and their joies many yet shal they admit addition and bee more ful and perfect at that long wished and general meeting with their bodies Amongst all the wonders of the great Creator not one appeareth to be more wounderful replied I than that our Bodies should arise having suffered so many changes and nature denying a return from privation to a Habit. Such power said he being above all that the Understanding of Man can conceave may well work such wonders For if Mans Vnderstanding could comprehend all the secrets and counsels of that Eternal Majesty it must of necessity be equal unto it The Author of Nature is not thralled to the Lawes of Nature but worketh with them or contrary to them as it pleaseth him What he hath a will to do he hath a power to perform To that power which brought all this All from nought to bring again in one instant any substance which ever was into it unto what it was once should not be thought impossible for who can do more can do less and his power is no less after that which was by him brought forth is decaâ—ed and vanished than it was before it was produced being neither restrained to certain limits or instruments or to any determinate and definite manner of working where the power is without restraint the work admitteth no other limits than the Workers will This world is as a Cabinet to God in which the small things however to us hid and secret are nothing less kept than the great For as he was wife and powerful to creat so doth his knowledge comprehend his own Creation yea every change and varity in it of which it is the very Source Not any Atom of the scatter'd Dust of mankind though daily flowing under new forms is to him unknown and his knowledge doth distinguish and discern what once his power shall waken and raise up Why may not the Arts-Master of the world like a Molder what he hath framed in divers shapes confound in one mass and then severally fashion them out of the same Can the Spargirick by his Art restore for a space to the dry and withered Rose the natural purple and bluth and cannot the Almighty râ—ise and refine the body of man after never so many alterations on the Earth Reason her self finds it more possible for infinit power to cast out from it self a finit world and restore any thing in it though decaied and dissolved to what it was first than for man a finit piece of reasonable misery to change the form of matter made to his hand the power of God never brought forth all that it can for then were it bounded and no more infinit That time doth approach O hast ye times away in which the dead shall live and the living be changed and of all actions the Guerdon is at hand then shall there â—e an end without an end time shall finish and place shall be altered motion yielding unto rest and another world of an age eternal and unchangeable shall arise which when he had said me thought he vanished and I all astonished did awake To the Memory of the most Excellent Lady JANE Countess of PERTH THis Beauty which Pale death in dust did turn And clos'd so soon within a Coffin sad Did passe like Lightning like to T hunder burn So little Life so much of Worth it Had. Heavens bâ—t to shew their Might here made it shine And when admir'd then in the Worlds disdain O Tears O Grief did call it back again Lest Earth should vaâ—ut she kept what was Divine What can we hope for more What more enjoy Sith â—â—irest Things thus soonest have their End And as on Bodies shadowes do attend Sith all our blisse is follow'd with Annoy Yet she 's not dead she lives where she did love Her Memory on Earth Her soul above To S. W. A. THough I have twice been at the Doors of Death And twice found shut those Gates which ever mourn This but a lightning is Truce tane to Breath For late-born Sorrows augurre fteet return Amidst thy sacred Cares and Courtly toils Alexis when thou shalt hear wandring Famâ— Tell Death bath triumph'd o're my mortal spoils And that on Earth I am but a sad Name If thou e're held me clear by all our Love By all that Blisse those Ioyes Heaven here us gave I conjure thee and by the Maids of Jove To grave this short Remembrance on my Grave Here Damon lies whose Songs did somtime grace The murmuring Esk may roses shade the Place On the Report of the Death of the Author Iâ— that were true which whispered is by Fame That Damons light no more on Earth doth burn His Part on Phoebus physick would disclaim And cloth'd in clouds as erst for Phâ—eton mourn Yea Fame by this had got so deep a wound That scarce She could have power to tell his death Her Wings cut short who could her Trumpet sound Whose blaze of late was nurs'd but by his Breath That Spirit of his which most with mine was free By mutual traffick enterchanging store If chac'd from him it would have come to me Where it so ost familiar was before Some secret Grief distempring first my Mind Had though not knowing made me feel this losse A Sympathy had so our Souls combind That such a parting both at once would tosse Though such Reports to others terrour give Thy Heavenly Virtnes who did never spy I know thou that canst make the dead to live Immortal art and needs not fear to dye Sir WILL. ALEXANDER FINIS