stoop into the yawning grave The tomb Yawns to devour him VVhose chill blood and dull declining years c. A man whom hoary hairs call old Upon whose front time many years had told Arrested by crooked age Prest with a burden of so many years As make him stoop under his load A man whom palsie shakes And spectacles befriend When We are become but statues now of men And our own monuments expecting every day When courteous death shall take their life away Age doth power upon his head a silver shower Grizly hairs â—â—gins to cast th' account of many cares Upon his head Decrepit dayes When creeping age shall quench thy sprightly fires And breath cold winter on thy chill desires When ebbing bloods neap-tides shall strike thy limbs With trembling palsies when dry age bedims The Optick sun-shine of thy bed rid dayes Whose bones and veins may be An argument against Philosophy To prove an emptinesse A man declin'd to his Preterperfect tense In the autumn of his mellow age The glasse accuseth to the face Their want of beauty Whom rotten teeth and wrinckled face And head of snowie hairs disgrace Cold age hath frosted his fair hairs Whose hairs do wear the sober hue of gray Envious time â—â—th delv'd her paralels within her brow â—orty winters have besieg'd the brow And dig'd deep trenches up in beauties field When â—able curls are silver'd o'r with white Time hath spilt snow upon your hair Whose hairs contend with snow That wears snow on his shaking head â—â—e in his hear All whose revolting teeth are fled Now carefull age hath pitch'd her painfull plow Upon the surrow'd brow And snowie blasts of discontented care Hath blanch'd the falling hair That bears in his look the Chronicle of many years ago A memento morâ— One whom death hath forgot How many crows hath she outhv'd She Nestor Of a mellow age Rotten ripe That talks behind a beard As his beard him not he his beard did bear Having satisfied the tyranny of time With the course of many years Like a weather beaten Coâ—duit of many Kings raigns A breathing Chronicle Hands prisoners to the palsie Winter faces whose skins slack Lâ—nk as an unthrifts purse but a souls sack Whose eyes seek light within for all here 's shade Whose moâ—ths are holes rather worn out than made Whose every tooth to a several place is gone To vex their souls at Resurrection Living deaths head more antick than ancient Old age Crooked age Deaths twilight Deaths slumber The bloodlesse age when times dull plow Doth print her fuâ—â—ows in the aged brow VVhen Ladies in their glasse Look for their own and find another face The gray summe of years The winter of our life VVhen golden haits do turn to silver wire Nature hath crost her fornoon book and cleaâ—'d that score But scarce gives further trust for any more VVâ—th silver hairs speaking experience Gray hairs the Pursivants of death bed-rid dayes Fâ—osty hairs Chair dayes Decrepit dayes VVithering the face hollowing the â—heumie eyes And makes a man even a mans self despise VVhen death displayes his coldnesse in the cheek Times colder hand leads us near home Deaths Calends When as the Castles two leav'd gates be barâ—'d When as â—he mill-stones language is not heard When horn-mouth'd Bellmans shall affright â—hy slambers Thy untun'd ears shall loath harmonious numbers Each obvious molehill shall augment thy fears And carefull snow shall blanch thy falling hairs When as thy sinews silver cord is loos'd Thy brainâ— goâ—d bowl is broke the undispos'd And idle livers ebbing fountain drâ—'d The bloods Meandring cisterns unsuppli'd When black-mouth'd time Of sullen age approach'd the day When dying pleasures find a full decay VVhen as the Sun and Moon and stars appeâ—r Dark in thy mircrocosmall hemispear VVhen as the clouds of sorrows multiply And hide the châ—ystall of the gloomy Skie VVhen as the keepers of the crazie tower Bepalsie stricken and the men of power Sink as they march and grinders cease to grind Distâ—stfull bread and windows are grown blind Old things As if they had been made Long time before thâ— first Olympiade Old as Evanders moâ—her Fit for an Antiquaries Library A good old man v. Earls Chracters set out by Ed. Blount Chap. 29. Omens Such as were seen Before the Romanes on th' Amathian plain With their own Countries blood their swords distain Sad presages irregularities of natures As ominous as was that voyage when VVhen Caesar did â—ail from Greece to Italy In the small Bark The ominous â—aven with a dismall chear Through his horse beak of following horrour tells Begeâ—ting strange imaginary fear VVith heavy ecchoes like to passing belâ—s The howling dog a dolefull part doth bâ—ar As though they chim'd his latest buâ—ying knell Under the Eves the buzzing screech owl sings Beating his windows with her fatal wings And still affrighâ—ed with his fearfull dreams VVâ—th raging fiends and goblins that he meets Of falling down from steep rocks into streams Of tombs of buriâ—lls and of winding sheets The melting stars their sulphuâ—â—â—s su fâ—t shed The Centre pants with sudden throes And trembling earth a sad distemper shows The sun aâ—â—righted hides his golden heâ—d From hence by an unknown Eâ—lyptick flâ—d Irregular heavens abortive shades display And night usurps the empty throne of day The Meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven The palefac'd Moon looks bloody on the earth And lean-look'd Prophets whisper fearfull change As doth the raven o'r th' infectious house The Skies hung with prodigious signs As if the Scorpion would drop down Out of the Zodiack or the fiercer Lion The croaking ravens Fâ—ag up and down beating the air With their obstreperous beaks The yawning graves have yielded up their dead Fieâ—ce fiery warriours fight upon the clouds In ranks and squadrons and right form of war Which drizzle blood upon the Temples top The noise of battel hurtled in the air Horses do neigh and dying men do groan And Ghosts do shrick and squeal about the streets Lamenâ—ings heard â—'ch air Strange skreams of death and prophesying With accents terrible of dire combustion And confused accents hatch'd to wofull time Th' obscure bird clamour'd the long liv'd night Some say the earth was feaverous and did shake Heart thrilling groanâ— first heard he round his bower And then the screech owl with her utmost power Lâ—bouâ—'d her loathed note the forrests bending with winds as Hecate had been ascending As if some divelish hag were come abroad With some kind mothers late delivered load A â—uthlesse bloody sacrifice to make To those infernall powers that by the Lake Oâ— mâ—ghte Sâ—yx and black Cocytus dwell Swords in the spangled heavens did then by night In th' East and West extend their blazing light Ashâ—s in showers upon the earth did fall Lâ—stre deserts the Sun in height of all His towring pitch The Moon did then look red And â—eâ—rs of blood from her dark Chariot shed Haâ—d â—ocks did groan Arâ—'d troops of foot and horse Incounter
Antipodes The motâ—on sounded like to Nilus fall That the vast aire was deafned there withal As loud As thunder shot from the divided cloud Love The pleasing tyrant Sweet captivity The heavie lightnesse serious vanity The amorous fire The merry sadnesse Sighing-singing freezing-frying Laughing-weeping living-dying The marrow-melting flame The cherisht fire Which blindly creeps through every vein and dâ—ies The fluent blood whence grosser vapours rise Sadding the soul with fearful phantasies The guilty flame betraying signes reveale The sweet poyson Imbosomed flame The enamouring fiâ—e The golden shaft The knife that cuts the throat of joy The Syren that doth shâ—pwrack youth A pleasing but disquiet guest That is the haâ—benger of all unrest The warme fâ—ost The freezing fiâ—e The warring passion The pleasing flame Loves â—dâ—lian fire The glowâ—ng flame that doth it self reveal The wanton conquering flame The first borne of the Gods Refiner of inventions â—â—d fancie scum the dregs of scattered thoughts â—â—-chosen snare Cradle of causelesse fear â—â—itcher of the wit rebell to reason â—â—ayer of resolution defiler of the thoughts â—â—derminer of magnanimity Flatterer of vice 〈◊〉 to weaknesse Infection of youth â—â—dnesse of age Curse of life Reproach of death â—â—ctionate Idolatry 〈◊〉 passion more easily reprehended than refrained â—â—domes golden hook Child of likenesse â—â—ntrolled passion Plato's great Devill â—â—res golden chain Mastering Passion Makes imagination the glasse of lust and a mans self the trayâ—â— to his own destruction Such insinuating fire â—â— stole into each reverend fire â—â—en beauteous Hellen her fair cheeks â—â—w'd to the army of the Greeks V. Sandys Ovid. Metam Lib. 2. P. 78 Fab. Europa To love or be in love 〈◊〉 old man doth not love his heaps of gold â—â—th a more doting superstition Glaâ—â—ing himself within his Mistris eyes â—ollowing her with a doting observance â—grossing opportunities to meet her Thrusting himself into such a yoke â—â— will make him sigh away Sundayes Melting away before a female flame â—ike waxen statues which the witches â—â—ame â—ll his words are overlaid with passion â—oves Chaplain That soaks his Mistris name â—nd makes her name the toast to warm his drink That to Volonus sends his frequent prayers That god of Lovers Volonus votarie Cupid with his youthfull dart Transfix'd the Centre of her feeble heart Close prisoner to his Mistris eyes â—â— owns no other object The treasure of his heart must lie â—â— the fair Casket of his Mistris eye He became A slavish prisoner to the conquering flame Attach't by Portamour Bayliffe to Cupid Dissolv'd into affection That combates with his Mistris eyes Burnt by loves insultive flame Proud of his triumphant chain Courting his beauteous â—etters Loving his sweet affliction That know no heaven but in their Mistresse eyes One of Cupids hospital that lye Impatient patient to a smiling eye Pyrausta of his Mistresse eyes That wasts his idle daies In loose delights and sports about the blazâ— Of Cupids candle he that daily spies Twin-babâ—es in his Mistresse Geminieâ— As stubble burnes And hedges into sodain blazes turne So springs he into flames a fire doth move Through all his veins A bullet by Balarian â—lingers flung Increaseth so in fervour as it flies And finds the fire it had not in the skies That bears an Aetna in his breast Like to the sulphurous match Which instantly th' approached flame doth catch Whose melting eyes Have but one object His thoughts ingrost by one Who rivets on his love his eyes As when we fire an heap of hoary reeds Or catching flame to sun-dried stubble thrust So inbred lust enrag'd his blood To fry in secret fires His eyes Extract a fire wherein his bosome fries Burning like Aetna with imbowell'd fire Clasping his eyes upon his Mistresse face Bearing a fuel which her sun-like eyes Inflam'd and made his heart the sacrifice That in his Mistresse eyes Contracts the wonders of the skies â— frie with inward flames â— views a face with an obsequious glance â—k by loves arrow with the golden head That in a curious strain Doth praise his fairest fair â—d with queint metaphors her curled hair Curls o'r again Protestations of love â—e me in coldest champions where â—o summer warmth the trees doth chear â— me in that dull climate rest â—h clouds and sullen Jove infest Yea place me underâ—eath the Carre â—â—oo near Phoebus seated far â—rom dwellings I le love â—ose smiles whose words so sweetly move â—hyâ—aera breathing flames of fire â—or hundred handed Gyas ire â—ll separate my soul from thine â—rer to me than all those ruddy drops That visit this sad heart Dâ—ubt that the stars are fire Doubt that the Sun doth move Doubt that truth is a lyer â— nâ—ver doubt I love Apollo Lyde never lov'd so well Noâ— did Phileta's love so much excell To his dear Battis If I am any thing ' â—is thine The Poles shall move to teach me ere I start And when I change my love I le change my heart Nay if I wax but cold in my deâ—ire Think heaven hath motion left and heat the fire â—h more I could but many words have made That oft suspected which men would perswade Take therefore all in this I love so true As I will never love none else but you Two Lovers Who so unite That two distinct make one Hermaphrodite Whose loves within one Centre meeting have Pythagoras his Letter which doth love commend Making of two at first one in the end Fair course of passion where two Lovers start And run together heart still yoak'd in heart Two souls that joyn in one desire Iron and Loadstone Hedrargyre and gold Amber and straw pearl-fish and sharpling Sargons and goats Sparage and rush Elm and vine Ivie and oak Myrtle and olive That with a smiling grace Twine wreaths of eye-beams from each others face So graâ—efull a receit of mutuall affection that if she desirâ— above all things to have him he feared nothing but to misse heâ— If he took her by the hand and softly strained it she thinkâ— that knots of friendship ought to be mutuall would with a sweâ— fastness shew she was loath to part with it Looking of babies in each others eyeâ— The perfect abstract of all sympathie V. Friend Lovers Tears Fresh tears stood on her Cheek As doth the honey and nectareous dew Upon a gathered Lillie almost withered The Dodonean Spring That lights the torches that are put therein Lâ—ke dew upon the damask rose Loves dew Making his tears the instruments to wooe her The sea wherein this love should swim unto her And could there flow from his two headed fount As great a flood as made the Hellespont VVithin that deep he would as willing wander To meet his Hero as did ere Leander A stream of tears upon her fair Cheeks flows As morning dew upon the Damask Rose VVaters which whisper love Blest with such a face As tears became and grief it self did grace A beauteous and becoming woe Golden storms Fell from her eyes as when the
doth give her room Unto the shady gloome When rising stars shal spread Their golden flames Evening star The star that ushers in the Even And gives a beautie to the sober West The sea bath'd star that brings Night on and first displaies her sable wings That Titan warnes to bed The glistering herald that proclaimes the night That bright star that last forsakes the skies Ever v. Never Till dissolution date times nights and daies While radiant stars shall run their usual race Whilst Neptunes armes the fruitful earth embrace Whilst Cynthia shall her hornes together close While Lucifer the rosie morne fore-showes While lofty Arctos shuns the salt profound While shades the mountains cast streams to the main Their tribute pay or skies the stars sustein While spangling stars shall give the skie their light Till time and memory shaâ—l be no more Whilst land the sea and aire the land shall bound Whilst labouring Titan runs his glorious round Whilst ther 's a summer to succeed the spring Or Autumne winter Whilst upon his wing Time hath a feather Till Lachesis have no more thread to spin To the last syllable of recorded time Whilst the sun light or earth doth shadowes cast Till time that gives all have an end Whilst the celestial orbes in order roule And turn their flames about the stedfast pole Experience That looks with eyes of all the world beside An with all ages holds intelligâ—nce In credit by the trust of years Wisedomes great looking-glasse Mistresse of fooles That dear bought learning Extasie The soul eclipst Th'intranced soul The short divorcement of the soul That shorter death F. Face WHose face is beauties chair of state Where in triumphant majesty she sate Nature made And gave the damâ—k rose its pleasant grace That men might liken somewhat to her face Envy would burst had she no other taske Than to behold this face without a maske Making the eyes glad prisoners to her face Unpattern'd beauty summon'd all her grace To the composure of so sweet a face A face wherein The linked Deities their graces fix Where roses with unsullied lillies mix A face worthy a Goddess Immortal frame of a matchlesse beauty A face wherein doth swim A flood of beauty Râ—ch beams of beauty shine within her face Beauties Elisium Tempe Elixir Magazin Quintessence Exchequer Transcript of perfection Thâ—t box where sweets compacted lie Beauty takes up her place And dates her letters from that face When she doth wâ—ite Hive of sweetnesse Rich magazin of sacred treasure Whence graces spring in unconfined measure The lilly and the rose So much contending lately for the place Till both compounded in her beauteous face Perfections magazin where beauty doth command desire That court of beauty where the Queen Oâ— Love doth keep eternal residence Where beauty spreads Her glittering wings where majesty Crown'd with sweet smiles shoots from her eye Diffusive joy The dining roome When love and beauty will on feasting come The silver horned moon is faine Still by night to mount her waiâ—e Fearing to sustein disgrace If by day she meet this face That pretious book of love Unbound volume of beauty That paper perfect white Where love hath writ the story of delight With beauties reddest inke by nature stirr'd If that Geometry had lost proportion Sheneed look no where else to find it A face to which all that look upon it yeild obedience So that the only means to be rebellious is to be blind Invites delight and courts the longing eye A face Which neither rhetorick noâ— glasse can flatter Beauties tower a face in which is seen Natures best picture of the Cyprian Queen A face which Gods might move And like Tydides wound the Queen of love That face which nature looks on when she drawes Wiâ—hin a look the pandects of all lawes Concerning symmetry which Jove doth view When he would give his silver flakes their true And proper tincture which the lillies make Their sampler when their native white they take A face that owes the wealth of nature Fair. v. Beautiful Bright Fair as the Eastern morne When with her summer robes she decks the plains And hangs on every bush a liquid pearle In May's triumphant moneth As the replenisht moone Faire As Phaebus raies gilding the glittering aire More faire Phaebus nere chariots through the gilded aire Holding resemblance with those spotlesse skies Where slowing Nâ—lus want of rain supplies That Chrystal heaven where never Phaebus shroâ—dâ— His golden beams nor wrapt his face in in clods Fair as unshaded light or as the day In its fairest biâ—th when all the year was May. Faire Weather V. Calme The pleased heavens their fairest livery wear The face of heaven is masked with â—o clouds Nor wrinckled into frownes Fairies The airy troop which nimbly play And by the springs dance out their summers day Teaching the little birds to build their nest And in their singing how to keep their rest Which whilst they measures tread Within the meadowes make such circles green As if with garlands it had crowned been Those elves That pinch those maids that have not swept their shelves And if by chance by maidens oversight Within door water were not brought at night Or if they spread no table set no bread These nip them from the toe unto the head But for the maid that hath perform'd each thing They in the water pale do leave a ring Which lend their weaker glow-worme firâ— To conquer the nights chilnesse with their Queeâ— In harmless revels tread the happy green That by moon-shine ringlets make VVhere the ewe no meat will take That in cowslâ—p bells do lie When they hear the owlets cry On the bats back which do fiy The moon-shine revellers and shades of night The Orphan heirs of fixed destiny The glow-worms are their torch-bearers lanthornes The elves for fear Creep into acorn cups and hide them there Dâ—ncing their ringlets to the whistling wind Clâ—d in the snakes enamel'd skin Killing the cankers in the muske-rose buds Warring with reare-mice for their leather wings To make the small elves coats The yellow-skirted Fayes That tread the moon-lov'd maze The honey bagges steal from the humble bees And for night tapers steal their waxen thighes And light them at the fiery glow-worms eyes And pluck the wings from painted butter-flies To san the moon-beams from their sleepy eyes That dance by drowsie fires glimmering light In a field of yellow broom Or in checkerd meadowes where Mints perfume the gentle aire And where Flora spends her treasure There they dance their circled measure There is Mab the mistresse Fairy That doth nightly rob the dairy And can hurt or help the churning As she please without discerning She that pincheth country wenches If they rub not clean their benches And with sharper nayles remembers When they rake not up their embers But if so they chance to feast her In their shooe she drops a tester This is she that empties cradles Takes out children puts in ladles Tâ—ains
airy hunter The insulting tyrant of the aire The airy pyrate Rover. Head Crest sommet globe of wonder That doth contain All sence and fountain of all sence the brain Health My pulse beats musick and my lively blood Danceth an healthful measure Whose brow no wrinkle bears Whose cheeks no palenesse in whose eyes no tears But like a child shee 's pleasant quick and plump She seems to fly to skip to dance and jump And lifes bright brand in her white hand doth shine The Arabians bird rare plumage platâ—ed fine Serves her for surcoate and her seemly train Mirth exercise and temperance sustein Whose humours in sweet temper ly With undisturbed harmony The humours calme Hear To salute the ear To be presented to the ear To strike to beat the ear To entertain the attentive ear To glad the ear To wound to stab the ear Hearken v. Attend. To grace with attention To lend a willing yeilding ear To lend soft audience Afford the speakers tongue an ear Heart The busie furnace The spring of heat and life The anvile on which all the thoughts do beat The bodies sun The seat of passions The soules throne The minthouse of affections Heat Hot. The suns offensive rage Hot as the scalding ray Which Phoebus darts when he divides the day Into its equal halfes Hot as the torrid zone Burning with a calenture So hor was the Tyrinthian when he wore The poison'd shirt washt in the Centaures gore So burning Phaeton when he did drive The flaming chariot My bulke to Aetna turnes And all her flames pent in my bosome burne I dare that fire it self for heat provoke That chambers in the skie Like flames of burning sulphur Acheron Phlcgethon Hot as a burning feaver As Perillus bull Seething boyling soultry stewing baking brewing frying roasting broyling parching scorching burning flaming chased smoaking sweating reeking glowing findging scalding Hot as the flaming furnace Heaven The Olympick Hall Joves white hall The starty vault The stately palace of the Gods The spangled canopy The airy battlements Star-spotted-spangled-powdered-checkered-embroyderered curtains carpets books The azure circle Upper loft Christal map The highest chamber story gallery The glistering circles of the skie The rolling globe The Chrystal sphears arches The azure tester trimm'd with golden sparks The starry seeling The rich pavillion of the Gods The Chrystal rafters of the skie The vast extensious of the skie The blew rafters of the spangled skies The spangled mansion of the stars Heavens gilt azure cope Joves high turrets The glorious roofe the star-enamelled vault The starry court of Jove The vault of stars The starry round Heavens shining bauldrick The azure-spangled regions The Christal throne The starry round That house of purer bodies tenanted The rapid orbes that bear The changing seasons of the year On their swift wings Silver chime Moving with melodious time The silver pages of that book Where stars are golden letters Glory's magazin Starry towers Celestial bowers Saphire rafters of the skies The whirling poles That dance their daily galiard Majestick roofe fretred with golden fire Harmonious orbes that roul In restlesse gyres about the Artick pole Hector Andromache's stout husband Priams tall son Priams valiant son The Grecians hate and fear Till he that was their fear became their scorne And slain was by Aeâ—onian horses torne Hecuba Priams sad wife Hectors unhappy mother Great Dima's daughter Priams fruitful wife That gave the all illustrious Hector life That scratcht out Polymnestors eyes Buried with stones upon her flung Yet first reveng'd with curses of her tongue Whom raging grief converted to a bitch Ulysses scorned lot Unhappy Queen VVhich after she so much of joy had seen Had life by fates unkindest kindnesse lent To see her daughters impious ravishment Her sons untimely fate her husband die And roll'd in blood before Joves altar lie Polyxena dear issue of her wombe A sacrifice upon Achilles tombe And which was worse than all shee saw before The livelesse corps of her young Polydore Helen v. Beautifull The beauty of whose cheeks Brought against Troy the army of the Greeks Paris unhappy bride Leda's fair daughter That charming beauty free from tainting spot Worthy of Jove if not by Jove begot The twin-brothers pride Hell Sad Averno's strand The depths to heaven-oppos'd Pluto's sad monarchy The shady coast Pluto's wide-door'd house The damned dismal mansion The darksome plashie lake of Acheron The silent deeps And horrid shades where sorrow never sleepes Pluto's pale kingdome Dungeon Blind caves of Dis. The gloomy dwellings of the damned spirits Where Demogorgon's in dull darknesse pent Where hideous Chaos keepes Pluto's grizly band A land where death confusion endlesse night And horrour reign where darnesse is their light The infern I vault The dolorous mansion Where Styx the old grandame of the Gods doth lie That dungeon where the damned souls are shut The pooles of scalding oyle and sulphure The burning wheele turned round in flames In burning beds of steele the damned lie Where Sâ—syphus his restlesse torments rolls Roasted in sulphure And washt in deep vast gulphs of liquid fire The black empire The ugly baleful bower The loathsome kingdom Pâ—uto's empty regiment Tâ—'accurst aboades monsions The gloomy empire of th' infernal king The unamiable realm The realms to day unknown The dreadful house of Austere Pluto Where Tantalus doth ever dread The falling stone that hangs upon his head There are those youthful sisters which in vain Powre water still into that fatal tun Which is as empty as when they begun There Centaures there the hissing Hydra stands Scylla Briarius with his hundred hands Fire-arm'd Chymera's Harpies full of rape Snaky hair'd Gorgons Gerions triple shape There all the furies daughters to old night Implacable and hating all delight Before the adamantine doors do sit And there with combes their snakie curles unknit The dungeon of the damned this is nam'd Here Tityus for attempted rape defam'd Hath his vast body on nine acres spread And on his heart a greedy vulture fed Ixion turn'd upon a restlesse wheele With giddy head pursues his flying heele v. Stix Cocitus Phlegethon Acheron Ixion Tityus Belides Tantalus Geryon Cerberus Furies Pluto Proserpine Helmet Nodding a terrour to the foe with plumed crests The plumed caske The Souldiers warlick maske The shining caske The armed heads defence Hercules The bold Tyrinthian Hero He who bears the dreadful club Whom twice six labours deified Proud Alâ—mena's son Fair Alâ—mena's son Joves great laborious son That wore the fatal shirt VVhite-anckled Hebe's spouse VVhose shoulders did sustein The world nor shrunk beneath so great a fraught To strangle serpents was his cradle sport VVho when he saw the Thracian horses feast VVith humane flesh their mangers overthrew And with the steeds their wicked master slew Joves cruel wife was sooner weary to impose Than he was to performe VVhose garment that he wrapt his body in VVas glorious spoiles the Nemean Lyons skin The injur'd worlds revenger and his own First he the grim Cleonian Lyon
His soul lies fallows Ida. The mount enchas'd with silver springs The famous mount of Troy Where Paris judge'd the naked goddesses Whose wealthy top Is alwayes crowned with a plenteous crop The stately hill of Troy Whence Jove's great eagle snatcht the beauteous boy Idolater Thâ—t to the woâ—d and stone devotion do More senselesse than the stones they bow unto Jealous Jealousie Burning like Aetna with an imbowell'd fire Self-torturing Martyr Hollow-ey'd Snake-hair'd monster That watches himself a mischief and keeps a lear eye still for fear he should escape him Hundred ey'd Argos ever waking spie Pale hag infernall Fury pleasures smart Envious observer viewing every part Pin'd With seeking that he would be loath to find The frensie of of the wise Unkind carefullnesse Self-punishment for others fault Cousin of envy Daughter of love and mother of hate Self-misery for others happinesse Beauties watchfull guard Diligent in hope to lose his labour That fruitfull mischief ferall malady Conâ—inuall Feaver The furious bâ—tter passion Self-harming passion Vertue drowning flood That hellish fire not quenched but with blood One that dates scarce trust his mother in bed with his wife An head fly-blown with suspition Argos was not so jealous of his Cow Nor th' watchful dragon of the golden fleece An ill Jailour that makes many break prison It opens more wayes to wickednesse than it stops and where it finds one makes ten dishonest Ignorant Things like men which seem far off a man Of scarce so much understanding as will deliver him from being a fool Onely his lineaments bely a man A son of earth A narrow flat soul A man of a lank shallow brain Dull unconceiving brains Idiot Dâ—zzard Speaking beast A greater babie Cumine asse Old children A piece of earth that Prometheus put not half thâ—s pâ—oportion of fire into A soul drown'd in flesh Ignorant rich man A glorious fool a golden asse Shâ—ep with a golden fleece a crowned asse Dull as a thick-skul'd Justice drunk with sloth Or Alderman far gone in capon-broth Island Ground hugg'd in Neptunâ—s arms Clasp'd in the embraces of the sea Hoopt with a watry girdle Hedg'd in with water Neptunes enclosures Immortall v. Eternall That may challenge time and out wear it What neither age winter nor death can know Above times battery which ages cloud can nâ—'r benight That neither stoop to age nor death Imperfect Embryon'd unpolisht unfill'd not thâ—oughly anvill'd Impossible v. Never Incredible Not within the sphear of omnipotency Not within the capacity of being an object to an alâ—ighty power Meer contradictions Chymera ' of a restlesse brain We may hope as soon to calm a tempest with a song Should all the world their daâ—ing wits confer They should not make this lesse impossible You may as soon go kindle fire with snow As easily may'st thou thâ—ow A drop of water in the breaking gulph And take it thence again unmiâ—gled Without addition or diminishing As soon The whole earth may be bored and the Moon May through the Centre creep and so 〈◊〉 Her brothers noon-ride with th' Antipodes Imprison It s easier far The torne and injur'd panther to restrain In 's hot pursuit or stroke him coole again To tell the cause why winds do disagree Divide them when in stormes they mingled be Strait fix them single where they breath'd before Or fan them with a plume from sea to shore Than men shall sooner see The inticed needle disobey the tempting Adamant Imprison Confine enjayle enclose fetter shackle gyre manacle chain enthral enslave Impudent Of a â—ear'd impudence Who have confirm'd their faces like to flint Against all die of modesty Who nere had somuch grace As is portended by the blushing face Ashâ—m'd of nothing but of modesty One that hath dispensed with all shame A reprobate in vertue Without restraint of shame or modesty An headstrong impudence that mocks reproofe Which with small change might be turn'd into flint Inconstant v. Changeable Incredible v. Admirable I adde no more least truth it self should blush Fearing to loose its credit Wer 't not avouched by antiquity Who durst believe it Behold What hope transcends nor can with faith be told 'T is past my creede Beyond the credit of the credulous Above all history stands not within the prospect of belief Which to believe Is a faith which reason without miracle Can never plant in understanding judgements Not believ'd without some difficulty Without all appearance of reason There 's nothing is incredible after this Which none would speak but he that thought He had a priviledge without controll To speak things unlikely Posterity will scarce the same believe Which no wise man can lend a thought to I sooner will believe Medusa's head With snaky hairs was round encompassed Or Scylla or Chymaera's monstrous frame Lyon and serpent parted with a flame Or that the Minotaure hath ever been Or Cerberus with triple dog-face seene Or Sphynx or Harpyes Giants that had feete Like serpents Gyges or the Centaures fleete I will believe all these can sooner be Than that c. v. Never Impossible Indian That sucks sweet liquor from his sugar cane That dives for pearls within the wealthy maine That within The streams of Ganges bathe their swarthy skin Infamous Whose name is in black letters registred In the eternal book of infamy From out the book of honour razed quite Infant Non-age pupillage mino ity dawne of life The new-spun thread of life That hath but yet an inch of life Bonelesse gums Unbreathed suckling Whose lips hang on the mothers brest Whose cries A estill'd with rattles and fond lullabies A thrumbe of man Natures epitome The handfull of a man Not much in debt to time The mothers late deliver'd load Whose young breath scarce knowes the way VVhose pretty smiles could never yet descry The deep affect on of a mothers eye VVhose imperfect pace Can hardly lead his feet from place to place Inocent A man as free from wronging others as himself VVhose hands are free And yet unstaind with any injury From all aspersions clear Whose souls unsullied yet with â—oul offence Enthroned sit in spotlesse innocence Pure as the stream of aged Symois untainted with offence White as the unsullied lilly was her soul His looks doth raise from blemish clear Intice To train toll ensnaâ—e becken wooe court allure baiâ— Job That spectacle of patient miserie All the ulcers that had been In Aegypt cured were broke out again In his distempered flesh The patient Edomite He that trâ—'d both estates Acquainted with the smiles and frowns of fate Paâ—â—ent unto a Pâ—oveâ—â— Whom neither riches could make insolent Nor naked pâ—verty impatient John the Baptist The son of Zachay Late issue of the barrâ—n womb Christs former trumpet The head of Prophets Forerunner to the King of heaven The morning-star of the eternâ—l son Whose head was price unto the Dâ—msels feet Joyfull v. Glad Jâ—y Publick v. Shout Noise The Palace with the peopâ—eâ— praises rings And sacred joy in every
their bodies freed Exchanging earth for heaven their vertues meed Shine in that orbe their proper place of rest And live Aehereal lives of heaven possest Minerva v. Pallas Bellonâ— Wars angry Goddesse Joves fierce girle appears With a faire hand but weilding of a spear Joves daughter wiâ—h th' Aeâ—is on her breast That turn'd the Gorgons haire to snakes And then to make her enemies afraid Bore in her shield the serpents which she made Tritonian maid Inventresse of the olive and a verseâ— Bâ—stonian Virago Minotaure The Cretan monster That uncouth prodigie half man half beast The mothers foul adultery discry'd Mâ—nos resolves his marriage shame to hide In multitudes of roomes perplext and blind The worke â—'â—xcelling Daedalus assign'd Which sence distracts and errour leads a maze Through subtle ambages of sundry wayes â—s Phâ—ygian Meander sports about The flowry vales now winding in now out â—self incounters sees what follows guids His streams into his Springs and doubling slides To long mock'd-Seas Pasiphâ—'s beastly Love â—â—age devouror of th' Athenian youth Whose death was the Seas glory Minutes Times youngest children which divide the day And with their number measure out the year In various seasons Aâ—omes of time Toose bits of time Thrumbs shreds rags of time Miracle v. Admirable Miserable v. Lamentable That tread The mazes of perplexed misery A living Corse Level'd with low disgrac'd calamity A multitude of walking grioâ—s too sad a weight For reason to endure There is not in the compasse of the light A more unhappy creature Affliction is enamour'd on her parts And she is wedded to Calamity The May-game of the fates As if thought by fortune fit onely to be made the Spectacle of miserie Whose heart is nothing but a stage of Tragedies Time seemed to forget her bestowing no one hour of comfort upon her Without any comfort or easement but when the stars breath'd for a greater misery Ripe misery had her harvest in him The triumph of the hatefull destinies Miserable below the reach of pity In a state sâ—nk beneath the fear of a greater misery Thâ— fittest object for that poor comfort of calamity pity Never could any misery more justifie a vehement compassion Enough to have taught sorrow to the gladdest thoughts and have enâ—â—ved it in the minds of hardest mettals Misery enough to justifie excessive sorrow One whom the Fates have markt to be A feeler of th' extreams of miserie A soul bruis'd with adversity Groaning under the sad load of woes Where life hath no more interest but to breath Such misery As might have sprinckled even the gods with tears And make the Stoick leave his Principles Such misery as one would make a conscience to punish patriâ—â—cides with Who cannot look Beyond the prospect of consuming grief Shipwrackt on the sea of his own tears by the wind of his own sighs There is nothing can sooner make a worker of miracles see that there is something impossible for him to do than my ill fortune Whose torments should men see He had no mercy that could wish for me A dayes breath more All the happinesse he hath is the security his bad fortune hath wrought him which lightly cannot be made worse He need not fear that any bad successe Can bring him to more pitied distresse Whose thread is spun Of black and dismall wooll Even beasts had thâ—y but reason for to see And know her grief would mourn her misery Than whom there 's nothing can inferiour be As if high heaven had laid some strict command Upon each star some plague on her to pour whole heaven against us have conspired Or in our troubles they had else been tired The powers have made a vow Up to that height my sorrows to advance That before mine all miseries shall bow That all the sorrows mortals can surmise Shall fall far short of my least miseries Earth which griefs onely animate Misery is witty in our plagues whose misery is grown to such an height As make the earth groan to support its weight Cloath'd in misery The abstract of all misery Whose storms of woe so mainly have beset her She hath no place for worse nor hope for better That tread â— Labyrinth of woe without a thread Whose grief like to Medusa's head makes all That hear it to a flinty substance fall â—â—d work such patience as none repine â—â— any grief except as great as thine Whose misery none can make known â—â— in the depth of his must lose his own Whose comfort is if for him any be That none can show more cause of grief than he Most wretched creature evâ—r eye Beheld or yet put on mortality Clouded with woes fortunes foot-ball tennis ball A pitied subjâ—ct even to enemies Malice could not wish greater misery A Text fittest for grief to comment on Modest Whose Cheeks blush As if modesty it self lay there wiâ—hin a bed of corall Bright beams of beauty streamed from her eye And in her cheek sat maiden modesty A far finer man than he thinks on that confutes his commenders giving reasons to think they are mistaken and is angry if they do not believe him a bawdy jest shall more shame him than a bastard another and if you take him by his look he is guilty Modesty that cumbersome familiar of woman-kind Her motion blusht at it self When dishonesty comes near her ear wonder stops it out and saves vertue the labour Monk v. Anchorite Moon Nights horned Queen The silver-fronted star The Suns pale sister The cold crescent Nights gloomy patronesse The Mistris of the Skies Cynthia darts her borrowed rayes Phoebus dark sister The cold Queen of night Regent of humours The mother of the moneths The lowest Planet Bright Cynthâ—a's Carre Throne The pale fac'd Emperesse of the night That common Calendar Universall Almanack The Queen of stars Titans bright daughter That sits upon the silver Throne And holds the reins of darknesse gloomy Coach Nights gloomy Charioter The Soveraign bâ—â—uty of the night Faint light through duskie clouds sad â—ynthia gave Night wandering and pale watâ—y star Whom yawning Dragons draw in thirling Carres From Latmus Mount up to the gloomie skie Where crown'd with blazing light and Majesty She proudly sits Nights forked Queen Endymions fair mistris The monthly horned Queen The unconstant Lady of the night Which from the wave embatteled shrowds Opening the West comes streaming through the clouds With shining Troops of silver tressed stars Attending on her as her torch bearers And all the lesser lights about her Throne With admiration stand as lookers on Whilst she alone in height of all her pride The Queen of light along her sphear doth glide The pale fac'd Lady of the black-ey'd Night That tips her sharpned horns with borrow'd light The fair directresse of the night the silver Planet The curious train of spangled Nymphs attire Her next nights glory with encreasing fire Each Evening addes more glory and adorns The growing beauty of her grasping horn She sucks and draws her bâ—others golden
shew how all things were created first V. Hom. Odys Calipso's vâ—ile Dubartas Eden V. Brownes Pastor lib. 2. song 3. Sad Melancholy place The thick growne briar And prickled haw-thorne woven all entire Together clunge and barr'd the gladsome light From any entrance â—itting only night All overgrowne with mosse as nature sate To entertain grief with a cloth of state Bâ—fore the doore to hinder Phoebus view A shady box-tree grasped with a yeugh As in the place behalfe they menac'd war Against the radiance of each sparkling star A place as wofull as my verse A stage made for some wofull Tragedy Where none do tread Except the ghosts of the disturbed dead Where the trees answer to the sighing aire A charnel house All cover'd ore with dead mens ratling bones With reekie shanks and yellow chaplesse sculls A gloomy vale Wrapt with unpleasant shades of yeugh And cypresse sprung from Lovers grave On which the croaking raven with other birds Of night do sit and hollow their sad accents Such as may fitly sympathize with mourning A murmuâ—ing brook of wronged virgins tears A bed of mosse â—â—hered from vaults and charnel houses where â—â—e dead inhabit An uncouth cell â—â—ere brooding darknesse spreads his jealous wings â—â—d the night raven sings Detested vaile â—â— trees though summer yet forloâ—ne and lean â—â—â—come with mosse and balefull missiltoe â—â—e never shines the sun here nothing breeds â—â—lesse the nightly owâ—e or fâ—â—al raven â—â— thousand feinds a thousand hissing snakes 〈◊〉 thousand swelling toads as many urchins â—â—ich make make such fearful and confused cries â—â— any mortall body hearing it â—ould strait fall 〈◊〉 or else dye presently â—â— Grove Cave Darke Silent Plague 〈◊〉 growes the time nor with her wonted chear Or usual dressing â—oâ—h the spring appear â—o cleansing gale of Zephyr mooves the aire â—hile rising foggs obscure the welkin faire â—ithout his showers contagioâ—s Auster blowes â—â—d painted summer no kind fruit bestowes â—or does the sun as yet inflam'd with ire â—â—nd down that wholsome and prolifick fire â—e us'd to do but beams of mortal heat â—nd from the bosome of the twins as great Combustion kindles here as if he then â—â—on the Nemean Lyons back had been â—ithin the farthest easterne lands from whence â—hy breakes breaks forth the fâ—â—al pestilence â—s if with rising Titan it begun â—nd follow'd thence the moâ—ion of the sun â—o Europe then doth hot contagin flie â—â—ing through every part of Italy Death apace â—â— his pale chariot sides through all the land â—o age nor sex escapeâ— his vengefull hand â—oung men in prime of all their strength are stâ—â—ck â—nd yeild the sucking in â—ant whâ—t he took â—â—om nature soonâ—s summoned to repâ—â— â—â—om those soft limbes untimely â—leeâ—s away The new-come soul before it can be growne Acquainted with the tender mansion The aged man not because aged goes But only cause he had a life to loose The mourning grave becomes a marriage bed To brauteous maides preposterously dead One father wailes his son another all His houshold carries in one funeral And for so many debts one mourning serves If one be left to mourne no care preserves Nor antidote can save from this disease Their greatest hope is but to die in peace For oft the fiety sicknesse did invade Reasons coole seat and there prevailing made A strange distraction worse than losse of breath For which their friends wisht as a cure their death The face oft burn'd no moisture had the eye Nor could by tears expresse their misery Some while their dearest friends they do intombe Before that pious office done become Themselves a funeral death makes him to be An herse that came a mourning obsequie Nor doth this venemous contagion Worke the destruction of mankind alone The sheep and caâ—tel perish as if growne On earth quite uselesse since the men are gone Wastly the lawnes the fields of tillage now Aâ—e desolaâ—e while the forsaken plow Nor men nor cattel scarce can exercise Tâ—e oxe in midst of all his labour dies And leaves behind his mourning fellow now Dismist from toyle and service of the plow Who takes no comfort now in shady woods In flowry meadowes or clear Chrystal floods That destiny allots for him remains Although at rest the warlick horse disdaines The pleasant streames and sick forgetteth quite His food and th' honour of a race or fight Even roads and vipers die acquainted growne With venome far more mortal than thier owne Doggs oxen sheepe and savage beasts first die No birds can from the swift infection â—lie â—d swains amazed see their oxen shrinke â—â—ath the yoke and in the furtowes sinke â—â—e fleecie flock with anguish faintly beat â—â—t fall their wool and pine away with heate â—â— generous horse that from the race of late â—â—n'd with honour now degenerates â—indfull of the glory of his prize â—â—nes at his manger and there deedlesse dies â—e bore forgets his rage swift feet now faile â—he Hart no bears the horned heard assaile â—l languish woods fields paths no longer bare â—â— filâ—'d with carkasses that stench the aire â—â—h neither dogges nor greedy fowle how much â—be admired nor hoary wolves would touch â—â— raves the plague amongst our country swains â—â—w in our large and populous city raignes â—â— first their bowels broyle with fervour stretcht â—â— symptomes rednesse hot wind hardly feâ—cht Their furr'd tongues swel their dry jaws gasp for breath â—â—d with the aire inhale a swifter death â—ane could endure or coverture or bed â—â— on the stones their panting bodies spread â—â—old stones could no wayeâ— mitigâ—te that hear â—â— they beneath those burning burthens sweat â—one cure attempt the sterne disease invades The heartlesse Leech nor Art her authour aides The near ally'd whose care the sick attends â—â— themselves and dye before their friends â—f remedy they see no hope at all â—â— only in approaching funeral Thâ—ee sisters speedy hands cannot suffice â—or breaking threads hath tyâ—'d the destinies â—ly â—â—tians skill himselfe doth still engage Unto the hallow'd ground The â—owling widow hâ—ugh she lov'd him dear â—â— darâ—â— not follow her dead husbands biear V. May's Edward 3. lib 4. V. Seneca's Tragedies Oedipus Act. 1. Planets v. Stars The swimming Islands of the heavens The wandering lampes The rolling seaven 〈◊〉 Jupiter Mars Sol Venus Mercury Luna The wandering spangles of the skie The floating stars Please Nothing can strike the roving fancy more Nothing presents delight In suller measure Satisfie a curious desire Correspondent to the wish Tickling the wanton fancy Such joy it gives as when soft pleasure warmes Joves melâ—iâ—g bosome swath'd in Venus armes Pleiades The seven Atlantick Nymphes Sterope's bright heard Atlas bright daughters Whose rising bring The wealthy pleasures of the painted spring Pleione's issue The watry powers Whose rising melts the clouds to dropping showers Plow To rend the gleabe with crooked plough To cheveron the ground in ridged hills The plowshare ripâ— his mothers wombe To give the aged seed a living tombe To lance