their auncient hate Which suffers not O date-less discord th' one Live in that ground where th' other first hath growen O strange instinct O deep immortall rage Whose fiery fewd no Laethé floud can swage So at the sound of Wolf-Drums rattling thunder Th' affrighted Sheep-skin-Drum doth rent in sunder So that fell Monsters twisted entrails cuts By secret powr the poor Lambs twined guts Which after death in steed of bleating mute Are taught to speak vpon an Yvory Lute And so the Princely Eagles ravening plumes The feathers of all other Fowls consumes The First-mov'd Heav'n in ' tself it self still stirring The estate of Man before Sin Rapts with his course quicker then windes swift whirring All th' other Sphears and to Alcides Spyres From Alexanders Altars driues their Fires But mortall Adam Monarch heer beneath Erring draws all into the paths of death And on rough Seas as a blinde Pylot rash Against the rock of Heav'ns iust wrath doth dash The Worlds great Vessell sayling yerst at ease With gentle gales good guide on quiet Seas For yer his fall which way so e'r he rowl'd His estate after Sinne. His wondering eys God every-where behold In Heav'n in Earth in Ocean and in Ayr He sees and feels and findes him every-where The World was like a large and sumptuous Shop Where God his goodly treasures did vnwrap Or Crystall glass most liuely representing His sacred Goodnes every-where frequenting But since his sin the wofull wretch findes none Herb garden groue field fountain stream or stone Beast mountain valley sea-gate shoar or haven But bears his Deaths doom openly ingraven In brief the whole scope this round Centre hath Is a true store-house of Heav'ns righteous wrath Al creatures froÌ„ the highest to the lowest enemies to Man Rebellious Adam from his God revolting Findes his yerst-subiects 'gainst himself insulting The tumbling Sea the Ayr with tempests driven Thorn-bristled Earth the sad and lowring Heav'n As from the oath of their allegeance free Revenge on him th' Almighties iniury The Starrs coniur'd through enuious Influence The Heauens with all ther in By secret Hang-men punish his offence The Sun with heat the Moon with cold doth vex-him Th' Air with vnlookt-for suddain changes checks-him With fogs and frosts hails snowes and sulph'ry thunders Blasting and storms and more prodigious wonders Fire fall'n from Heav'n or else by Art incited Al the ElemeÌ„ts Fire Aire Or by mischance in som rich building lighted Or from som Mountains burning bowels throw'n Repleat with Sulphur Pitch and Pumie stone With sparkling fury spreads and in fewe hours The labour of a thousand years devours The greedy Ocean breaking wonted bounds Sea Vsurps his heards his wealthy Iles and Towns The grieved Earth to ease her as it seems Earth Of such profane accursed weight somtimes Swallows whole Countries and the airie tops Of Prince-proud towrs in her black womb she wraps And in despight of him abhord and hatefull Earth brings forth weeds She many wayes proues barren and ingratefull Mocking our hopes turning our seed-Wheat-kernel To burn-grain Thistle and to vapourie Darnel Cockle wilde Oats rough Burs Corn-cumbring Tares Short recompence for all our costly cares Yet this were little if she more malicious Venemous plants Fell stepdame brought vs not Plants more pernicious As sable Henbane Morell making mad Cold poysoning Poppy itching drowsie sad The stifning Carpesâ— th' eyes-foe Hemlock stinking Limb-numming belching and the sinew-shrinking Dead-laughing Apâ—um weeping Aconite Which in our vulgar deadly Wolfs-bane hight The dropsie breeding sorrow-bringing Psylly Heer called Flea-Wurt Colchis banefull Lilly With vs Wild-Saffron blistring byting fell Not Napell making lips and tongue to swell Blood-boyling Yew and costiue Mâ—sseltoe With yce-cold Mandrake and a many mo Such fatall plants whose fruit seed sap or root T'vntimely Graue doe bring our heed-less foot Besides she knowes we brutish value more Poyson hidden among the Metals Then Liues or Honours her rich glittering Ore That Auarice our bound-less thought still vexes Therfore among her wreakfull baits she mixes Quick-siluer Lithargie and Orpiment Wherwith our entrails are oft gâ—awn and rent So that somtimes for Body and for Minde Torture and torment in one Mine we finde What resteth more the Masters skilfull most The excellency of Mans Dominion ouer the Creatures before his Fall With gentle gales driv'n to their wished Coast Not with less labour guide their winged waynâ— On th' azure fore-head of the liquid plains Nor crafty Iugglers can more easily make Their self-liv'd Puppets for their lucres sake To skip and scud and play and prate and praunce And fight and fall and trip and turn and daunce Then happy we did rule the sealy Legions That dumbly dwell in stormy water-Regions Then fethered singers and the stubborn droues That haunt the Desarts and the shady Groues At every word they trembled then for aw And every wink then serv'd them as a law And always bent all duty to obserue-vs Without command stood ready still to serue-vs But now alas through our fond Parents fall The Creatures now becomn Tyrants and â—raytors to Him whose slaues and seruants they were before Sin They of our slaues are growen our tyrants all Wend we by Sea the dread Leuiathan Turns vpside-down the boyling Ocean And on the suddain sadly doth in toomb Our floting Castle in deep Thetis womb Yerst in the wel kin like an Eagle towring And on the water like a Dolphin scowring Walk we by Land how many loathsom swarms Of speckled poysons with pestiferous arms In every corner in close Ambush lurk With secret bands our sodain banes to work Besides the Lion and the Leopard Boar Bear and Wolf to death pursue vs hard And ielous vengers of the wrongs divine In peeces pull their Soverains sinfull line The huge thick Forrests haue nor bush nor brake But hides som Hang-man our loath'd life to take In every hedge and ditch both day and night We fear our death of every leaf affright Rest we at home the Masty fierce in force Th' vntamed Bull the hot courageous Horse With teeth with horns and hooues besiege vs round As griev'd to see such tyrants tread the ground And ther 's no Fly so small but now dares bring Her little wrath against her quondam King What hideous sights what horror-boading showes An admirable description of Mans miserable Punishments tortured by himselfe Alas what yels what howls what thund'ring throws O! am I not neer roaring Phlegoton Alecto sad Moger ' and Thesiphon What spels haue charm'd ye from your dreadfull den Of darkest Hell Monsters abhord of men O Nights black daughters grim-faç't Furies sad Stern Plutos Posts what make ye heer so mad O! feels not man a world of wofull terrors Besides your goaring wounds and ghastly horrors So soon as God from Eden Adam draue To liue in this Earth rather in this Graue Where raign a thousand deaths he summon'd-vp With thundering call the damned Crew
Poore Eue beleeues him straight Man beleeues his wife And biteth by and by the Apple asking-life Whereof so soone as he had tasted he begins But all too-late alas to see his cursed sinnes His eyes indeed were ope and then he had the skill To know the difference between the good and ill Then did he knowe how good good waâ— when he had lost-it And euill too he knew but ah too deerely cost-it Leauing himselfe besides the sorrow of his losse Nothing but sad despaire of succourin his crosse He found himselfe falne down froÌ„ blisse-full state of peace Into a ciuill warre where discords neuer cease His soule reuolting soone became his bitter foe But as it oft befalls that worst doo strongest growe She is not eas'd at all by th' inly striuing iarres Which doo annoy her more then th' irefull open warres Wrath hatred enuie feare sorrow despaire and such And passions opposite to these afflict as much Distracting to and fro the Princesse of his life In restles mutinies and neuer ceasing strife Then th' humor-brethren all hot cold and wet and dry Falne out among themselues augment his misery So that by their debate within his flesh there seeded A haruest of such weeds as neuer can be weeded All creatures that before as Subiects did attend-him Now 'mong themselues conspire by al means to offend-him In briefe Immortall borne now mortall he became And bound his soule to bide Hells euer-burning flame Leauing his wofull heires euen from their births beginning Heires of his heauy paine as of his hainous sinning So that in him the Lord condemned all mankind To beare the punishment to his foule sinne assign'd And none had euer scap't had not the God of grace Desiring more to saue then to subuert his race Redeem'd vs by the death of his deer onely Son And chosen vs in him before the World begun Forgiuing vs the fault and with the fault the fine All saue this temporall death of Adams sin the signe Now in the horror of those ease-lesse end-lesse paines It may be rightly said that euill euer raignes That 's euill's very selfe and not this seeming-woe Wherof the want on world complaineth daily so Liv'd we ten thousand yeeres continually tormented In all fell tortures strange that euer were inuented What 's that compar'd to time that never shall expire Amidth'infernall flames whose least-afflicting fire Exceedeth all the paines all mortall hearts can think Sure all that we endure till Laethe drops we drink Is all but ease to that or if it be a paine 'T is in respect of that a very trifle vaine But were 't a great deale worse why should we euill name That which we rather finde a medicine for the same Health wealth security honour and ease doo make vs Forget our God and God for that doth soone for sake vs Whereas afflictions are the ready meanes to moouevs To seeke our health in him that doth so deerely loue-vs 'T is true indeed say some that benefit they bring-vs But yet the smart thereof doth so extreamely wring-vs That th' euill which they feele that doo endure the same Makes them esteeme it iust to giue it that for name Mans nature certainly it cannot be denied Is thrall to many throes while here on earth we bide In body and in soule the troubled soule sustaines A thousand passions strong the body thousand paines And that 's the wretched State the which yer-while I said Was iustly due to vs when Adam disobay'd But he that 's once new-borne in Iesus Christ by faith Who his assured hope in God sole setled hath Who doth beleeue that God giues essence vnto all And all sustaineth still that nothing doth befall But by his sacred will and that no strength that striueth To stop his iust decrees can stand or euer thriueth Not onely doth accept all paines with patience The which he takes for due vnto his deepe offence Nor onely is content if such be Gods good pleasure To feele a thousand-fold a much more ample measure But euen delights therein and void of any feare Expects th' extremitie of all assaults to beare Whether almighty God abate their woonted vigor Or that his may not feele their crosses cruell rigor Doo wholly arme them with new forces for the nonce To beare the bitter brunt or whether both at-once And to approoue this true how many dayly drink Of torments bitter Cup that neuer seeme to shrink Alas what sharper smart what more afflicting paines What worser grieâ—e then that which ceas-lesly sustaines He that by some mischance or els by martiall thunder Vnhappily hath had some maine bone broke in sunder What torment feeleth not the sore-sicke deepe-diseased One while with cruell fit of burning Feuer seised Another while assail'd with Colick and with Stone Or with the cure-lesse Gout whose rigour yeelds to none Or thousand other griefes whose bitter vexing strife Disturbes continually the quiet of our life Yet notwithstanding this in all this painfull anguish Thogh the most part repyne plain mourn languish Murmuring against the Lord with malcontented voice Some praise his clemencie and in his rods reioyce How many such deere Saints haue fel tormenters seene To die betweene their hands through moody tyrants teen So little daunted at their martyrdome and slaughter That in th' extremity they haue expressed laughter How many at the stake nay in the very flame Haue sung with cheerful voice th' Almighties prais-ful name Yet were they all compact of artirs and of veines Of sinewes bones and flesh and sensible of paines By nature at the least as much as any other For being issued all from one selfe earthly Mother What makes theÌ„ then to find such extreme smart so sweet What makes them patiently those deadly pangs to meet No doubt it is the Lord who first of nothing made-vs Who with his liberall hand of goodnes still doth lade-vs Some more and other lesse and neuer ceaseth space From making vs to feele the fauours of his grace Accurst are they indeed whom he doth all abandon To doo their Lust for Law and runne their life at randon Accurst who neuer taste the sharp-sweet hand of God Accurst ah most accurst who neuer feele his rod. Such men by nature borne the bond-slaues vnto sinne Through selfe-corruption end worse then they did beginne For how they longer liue the more by their amisse They draw them neerer Hell and farther-off from blisse Such men within themselues their euils spring containe There is no outward thing as falsly they complaine Cause of their cureles ill for good is euerything And good can of it selfe to no-man euill bring Now if they could aright these earthly pleasures prize According to their worth they would not in such wise For lack or losse of these so vaine and transitorie Lament so bitterly nor be so sadly-sorrie But ouer-louing still these outward things vnstable To rest in true content an houre they are not able No not a moments time their feare
Knight Almoner of Scotland and one of his Maiesties Privy Councell there THE COLVMNS YOVNG Ancient Seruant of our Soueraign Lord Graue Maister of thy Maister 's minor-years Whose Prudence and whose Piety appears In his Perfection which doth Thine record Whose loyall Truth His royall Trusts approue By oft Embassage to the greatest Peers Whose Duty and Deuotion He endeers With present Fauours of his Princely Loue In Honour of these Honours many-fold And for memoriall of Thy kinde regard Of these poore Orfanes pyn'd in Hope-les cold Accept these Thanks for thy firm Loues reward Wher-in so Heav'ns prosper what we haue sung Through euery Age thou shalt liue euer YOVNG I. S. To the right vertuous fauorer of Vertue furtherer of Learning Sir Thomas Smith of Lonaon Knight late Lord Embassadour for his Maiesty to the Emperour of Russia IONAS TO thee long tost in a fell Storm of State Cast out and swallowed in a Gulf of Death On false-suspect of thine vn-spotted Faith And flying frō thy Heav'n-giuen Charge of late For much resemblance of thy troublous Fate Much like in Case to that he suffereth Though in effect thy Cause far differeth I send my IONAS to congratulate Thy happy Rescue and thy holy Triall Wher by as Fire doth purifie the Gold Thy Loyalty is more notorious Loyal And worthy th' Honours which thou now doo'st hold Thus Vertue 's Palms oppressed mount the more And Spices bruz'd smell sweeter than before I. S. To the most Honourable learned and religious Gent. M r. Anthony Bacone * ⎠* THE FVRIES BOund by thy Bounty and mine own Desire To tender still new Tribute of my zeal To Thee whose fauour did the first repeal My proto-BARTAS from Self-doomed Fire Hauing new-tuned to du BARTAS Lyre These tragik murmurs of His FVRIES fell Which with the Horrors of an Earthly Hell The Sinn curst life of wretched Mortals tire To whom but Thee should I present the same Sith by the breath of Thine incouragement My sacred fury thou didst first inflame To prosecute This sacred Argument Such as it is accept it as a signe Of Thankfull Loue from Him whose all is Thine I. S. To the same most Honourarable Gentleman Maister Anthony Bacone * ⎠* BABYLON THy friendly censure of my first ESSAIE Du Bartas FVRIES and his BABYLON My faint Endeuours hath so cheared on That Both His WEEKS are also Ours to-day Thy gracious hand repriuing from decay My fame-les Name doom'd to Obliuion Hath so stirr'd-vp my Soule 's deuotion That in my Songs thy Name shall liue for ay Thy milde acceptance of my simple myte Pattern and Patron of all vertuous drifts Doth heer again my gratefull Muse inuite To re-salute thee with mine humble gifts Indeed no Gifts but Debts to Thy desart To whom I owe my hand my head my hart I. S. ADAM The FIRST DAIE Of The SECOND WEEK Containing 1. EDEN 2. The IMPOSTVRE 3. The FVRIES 4. The HANDY-CRAFTS Acceptam refero יהוה EDEN THE I. PART OF THE I. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Our Poet first doth Gods assistance seek The Scope and Subiect of his Second Week Adam in Eden Edens beauties rare A reall Place not now discerned where The Tree of Life and Knowledge-Tree with-all Knowledge of Man before and since his Fall His exercise and excellent Delights In 's Innocence of Dreams and Ghostly Sights Nice Questions curb'd Death Sins effect whereby Man else Immortall mortall now must Dy. GReat God which hast this World's Birth made me see Inuocation of the true God for assistance in Description of the Infancie first estate of the World Vnfold his Cradle shew his Infancy Walk thou my Spirit through all the flowring alleis Of that sweet Garden where through winding valleys Foure liuely flouds crauld tell mee what mis-deed Banisht both Edens Adam and his seed Tell who immortall mortalizing brought-vs The Balm frō Heav'n which hoped health hath wrought-vs Grant me the story of thy Church to sing And gests of Kings Let me this Totall bring From thy first Sabbaoth to his fatall toomb My stile extending to the Day of Doom Lord I acknowledge and confess before This Ocean hath no bottom nor no shoar But sacred Pilot thou canst safely steer My vent'rous Pinnasse to her wished Peer Where once arriv'd all dropping wet I will Extoll thy favors and my vows fulfill And gratious Guide which doost all grace infuse The Translator cōsidering his own weaknesse and insufficiency for a Worke so rare excellent as all the World hath worthily admired craueth also the assistance of the Highest that at least his endeuour may both stir-vp some abler Spirit to vndertake this Taske and also prouoke all other good Wits to take in hand some holy Argumēt and with-all that Him-self may be for euer sincerely affected and as it were throughly seasoned with the sweet relish of these sacred and religious discourses Simile Since it hath pleas'd thee task my tardy Muse With these high Theams that through mine Art-les Pen This holy Lamp may light my Country-men Ah teach my hand touch mine vnlearned lips Least as the Earths grosse body doth Eclipse Bright Cynthia's beams when it is interpos'd Twixt her and Phoebus so mine ill-dispos'd Dark gloomy Ignorance obscure the rayes Of this diuine Sun of these learned dayes O! furnish me with an vn-vulgar stile That I by this may we an our wanton I LE From Ouids heirs and their vn-hallowed spell Heer charming senses chayning soules in Hell Let this prouoke our modern Wits to sacre Their wondrous gifts to honour thee their Maker That our mysterious ELFINE Oracle Deep morall graue Inuentions miracle My deer sweet DANIEL sharp-conceipted brief Ciuill sententious for pure accents chief And our new NASO that so passionates Th' heroike sighes of loue-sick Potentates May change their subiect and aduance their wings Vp to these higher and more holy things And if sufficient rich in self-inuention They scorn as I to liue of Strangers Pension Let them deuise new Weeks new works new wayes To celebrate the supreme Prince of praise And let not me good Lord be like the Lead Which to som City from som Conduit-head Brings holsom water yet self-wanting sense It self receiues no drop of comfort thence But rather as the thorough-seasoned But Wherein the tears of death-prest Grapes are put Simile Retains long after all the wine is spent Within it self the liquors liuely sent Let me still sauour of these sacred sweets Till Death fold-vp mine earth in earthen sheets Least my young layes now prone to preach thy glory To BRVTVS heyres blush at mine elder Story GOD Supreme Lord committed not alone Narration Tour Father Adam this inferiour Throne God hauing Created and established Man Lord of the Crea tures lodgeth him in the faire Gardē of Eden Ranging beneath his rule the scaly Nation That in the Ocean haue their habitation Those that in horror of the Desarts lurk And those that capering in the Welk
Chaos shall again return And on thine Altars none shall incense burn O therfore spare Lord spare the Ninivites Forgiue their Sins and in their humbled sprights From this time forth thy sacred Laws ingrave Destroy them not but daign them Lord to save Look not alas what they have been before But vs regard or thine owne mercy more Then God reacht out his hand vnfolds his frowns Dis-arms his arm of Thunder brusing-Crowns Bows graciously his glorious flaming Crest And mildely grants in th' instant their request FINIS THE DECAY THE IIII. BOOK OF THE IIII. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Ambition's bitter fruit fel Achab's Stock With his proud Queen a painted Beauty-mock Extirpt by IEHV IEHV's ligne likewise Shallum supplants King-killing Treacheries Succeed a-rowe with Wrack of ISRAEL Time-suiting Batts Athaliah Tigress fel. IOASH well-nurtur'd natur'd-ill doth run After his kinde he kills his Tutor's Son ZENACHERIB life-lengthned EZECHIAH NABVCHADNEZAR Captiue ZEDECHIAH HVff-pufft AMBITION Tinder-box of WAR Ambition pourtrayed to the life Down-fall of Angels Adam's murderer Patent of Treasons Reason's Contradiction Earth's Enemie and the Heav'ns Malediction O! how much Blood hath thy respect-lesrage Shed in the World showred on every Age O! Scepter 's Throne 's and Crown 's insatiat Thirst How-many Treasons hast thou hatched yerst For O! what is it that he dares not do Who th' helm of Empire doth aspire vnto He to beguile the simple makes no bone To swear by God for he beleeues ther 's none His Sword 's his Title and who scapes the same Shall haue a Pistol or a Poysonie dram Hee fear'd of all fears all he breaks at once The chains of Nature and of Nations Sick of the Father his kinde hart is woe The good Old-man travails to Heav'n so slowe His owne deer Babes yet Cradled yet in Clouts Haste but too-fast are at his heels hee doubts He passeth to his promis'd Happiness Vpon a Bridge of his Friends Carcases And Mounts in fine the golden Throne by stayrs Built of the Sculs of his owne Country's heirs Yet thou permit t'st it Lord nay with thy wings Coverest such Tyrants even the shame of Kings But not for nothing doo'st thou them for bear Their cruell scalps a cruell end shall tear And when the Measure of their Sin is full Thy Hands are iron though thy Feet be woll The Throne of Tyrants totters to and fro The blood-gained Scepter lasts not long we knowe Nail driveth Nail by tragik death device Ambitious harts doo play at * A kinde of Christmas play wherein each hunteth other from his Seat The name seemes deriued from the French leuez sus in English arise vp leuel sice Prov'd but too plain in both the Houses Royall Of Iacobs issue but too-too dis-loyall As if thou further with thy grace divine My Verse and Vows shall heer appear in time GOD NOVV no longer could support th' excess Of Achab's House whose cursed wickedness Was now top-full and Doggs already stood Fawning and yawning for their promis'd blood Heav'ns haste their Work Now in tumultuous wise 'Gainst Achab's Son doo his owne Soldiars rise Ichù Iehu's their Captain who fore-sees afar How-much dispatch advantageth in War And politik doubles his Armie's speed To get before yea before Fame indeed Ioram surpris'd in feeble Bull-warks then Vnfurnished of Victualls and of Men And chiefly wanting royall fortitude Vn-kingly yeelds vnto the Multitude Bold Nimshi's Son Sir Iehu what 's this Thing What mean these Troups what would you of the King Where shall the bolt of this black Thunder fall Say bring'st thou Peace or bring'st thou War withall Sayd Ioram lowd but Iehu lowder saith No wretch no Peace but bloody Wars and death Then fled the King and as a Ship at Sea Simile Hearing the Heav'ns to threaten every way And Winter Storms with absent Stars compact With th' angrie Waters to conspire her wrack Strives not to ride it out or shift abroad But plyes her Oares and flyes into the Road He ierks his Iades and makes them scour amain Through thick and thin both over Hill and Plain Which Iehu spying and well eying too As quick resolved what he hath to doo Cryes Boy my Bowe then nocks an Arrow right His left hand meets the head his brest the right As bends his Bowe he bends le ts go the string Through the thin air the winged shaft doth sing King Ioram's Dirgé and to speed the more Pearces behinde him and peeps-out before The Prince now hurt that had before no hart Fall's present dead and with his Courtly-Cart Bruis'd in the Fall as had the Thisbite sayd The Field of Naboth with his blood berayd And Salem's King had also there his dew For ioyning hands with so profane a Crew Then the proud Victor leads his loyall Troops Towards the Court that all in silence droops And more for Self's loue than for God's pure zeale Means to dispatch th' Earth's burthen Iezabel Iezabel The Queen had inkling instantly she sped To curl the Cockles of her new-bought head Th' Onyx the Saphyr Garnet Diamand In various forms cut by a curious hand Hang nimbly dancing in her hair as spangles Or as the fresh red-yellow Apple dangles In Autumn on the Tree when to and fro The Boughs are waved with the windes that blowe The vpper garment of the stately Queen Her Pride Is rich gold Tissu on a ground of green Where th' art-ful shuttle rarely did encheck The * Changeable cangeant colour of a Mallards neck T is figur'd o're with sundrie Flowrs and Fruits Birds Beasts and Insects creeping Worms and Nâ—uts Of Gold-Smith's Work a fringe of Gold about With Pearls and Rubies richly rare set-out Borders her Robe and euery part descries Cunning and Cost contending for the prize Her neat fit startups of green velvet bee Flourisht with silver and beneath the knee Moon-like indented but t'ned down the side With Orient Pearls as big as Filberd's pride But besides all her sumptuous equipage Her Painting Much fitter for her State then for her age Close in her Closet with her best Complexions She mends her Face's wrinkle-full defections Her Cheek she cherries and her Ey she cheers And fains her fond a Wench of fifteen yeers Whether she thought to snare the Dukes affection Or dazle with her pompous Prides reflection His daring eyes as Fowlers with a Glass Make mounting â—arks com down to death apace Or were it that in death she would beseen As 't were interi'd in Tyrian Pomp a Queen Chaste Lady-Mayds heer must I speak to you That with vile Paynting spoyl your natiue hue A iust Iâ—vectiue against those 2. Predominant Court-Qualities Not to inflame yonglings with wanton Thirst But to keep fashion with these Times accurst When one new taen in your seem-Beauties snare That day and night to Hymen makes his Prayer At length espies as who is it but spyes Your painted brests your painted cheeks and eyes His Cake is dough
mend their vertue taste and sauour And Rypen faire the Rest that are behinde The rather if some Clowde of COMFORT drop Amid the Braunches of my blasted Hope Amid the Braunches of my blasted Hope Three Noble pearches had my Muse of late Where Turtle-like groaning Sad tunes she sate But O! curst ENVIE did vntimely lop The First the Next bruiz'd with his Fall did drop The Third remaines growen a great arm of State Most WORTIE So But so prae occupate EVTERPE VVith other MVSES That OVRS hath no scope Wherefore for succour in her wearie flight Hardly pursu'd by that sharpe Vulture WANT Shee 's fain my Liege with your good leaue to light Amid the Top-leaues of Your CEDAR-Plant Where if you daign Her Rest froÌ„ FORTVNE'S wrong Shee shall more sweetely Ende her solemne Song Shee shall more sweetely Ende Her solemne Song If Heaven grant Life and You give leaue to doo-it By adding fitly All those Partes vnto it Which more precisely to Your Praise belong Wherein expresly with a Thankefull tongue To your great Self APOLLO'S self applies-him Yeeldes YOV His Laurells And dooth all agnize-him ERATO Rapt with the VVonder Of Your Uertues Young All the Posthumiall race of that rare Spirit His Swan tunes sweetest neer his latest breath Which of his glory their Childes-part inherit Thogh born alas after their Father's death As Epilogue shall PAYE our gratefull Vowes Vnder the shaddowe of Your Sacred Boughes Vnder the shaddowe of Your Sacred Boughes Great Royall CEDAR of Mounte LIBANON Greater then that great Tree of BABYLON No maruaile if our TVRTLE seek to House Sith CAESAR'S Eagles that so strongly Rouze Th' olde Hâ—gard FALCON hatcht by Pampelon Th' IBERIAN GRIPHIN And not THESE alone POLYMNIA But euerie Birde and Beast With HVMBLE vowes Seekes roost or rest vnder your mighty Bowers So mighty hath th' Almighty made you now O Honour Him who thus hath Honour'd You And build His house who thus hath blessed Yours So STVARTS ay shall stand propt with His Power To Foes a Terrour and to Friendes a Tower To Foes a Terrour and to Friendes a Tower ERROR' 's Defyer and True FAITH'S Defence A Sword to Wrong a Shielde to Innocence Cheering the mild checking the wild with powr The Starre of other States and Sterne of Our The Rod of Vice VERTVE'S Recompence Long liue King IAMES in al MAGNIFICENCE VRANIA And full of DAYES When in his Blis-ful Bowr Heauens king shal crown thee with th' immortal flowr Fall all These Blessings on that forwarde Prince HENRIE our Hope to-Crowne His Excellence A KING at Home abroad a CONQVEROR So Happily that wee may still Conclude Our Sunne did Sette and yet no Night ensew'd SVBSCRIPTIO YOVR MAIESTIES Most loyall Subiect Humble Seruant IOSVAH SYLVESTER The Order of the Bookes or Tracts of this Volume THE FIRST WEEKE containeth Seaven Dayes THE 1. Day pag. 1. THE 2. Day 24. THE 3. Day 59. THE 4. Day 91. THE 5. Day 114. THE 6. Day 144. THE 7. Day 175. THE SECOND WEEK likewise Seauen DAIES whereof Three were neuer finished ADAM 1. Day Eden pag. 215. The Imposture 236. The Furies 254. The Handy-Crafts 276. NOAH 2. Day The Arke pag. 298. Babylon 315. The Colonies 335. The Columnes 358. ABRAHAM 3. Day The Vocation pag. 381. The Fathers 421. The Law 436. The Captains 477. DAVID 4. Day The Tropheis pag. 514. The Magnificence 551. The Schisme 590. The Decay 619. Vrania pag. 656. The Triumph of Faith 672. The Quadrains of Pibrac 697. The miraculous Peace of France 738. A Paradox against Liberty 780. CEs Tempes laurizez du Laurier mesme honeur Ces Yeux contemple-Cieux ou la Vertu se lit Ces traits au front marquez de Scavoir d' Esprit Ne sont que du BARTAS vn ombre exterieur Le Pinçeau n'en peut plus Mais de sa propre Plume Il â—est peint le Dedans dans son divin Volume These laureat Temples which the Laurel grace These Honest Lines these Signes of Wit and Art This Map of Vertues in a Muse-full Face Are but a blush of BARTAS outward part The Pencil could no more But his owne Pen Limms him with-in the Miracle of Men. LECTORIBVS ENGLAND'S Apelles rather OVR APOLLO WORLD' 's wonder SYDNEY that rare more than-man This LOVELY VENVS first to LIMNE beganne VVith such a PENCILL as no PENNE dares follow How theÌ„ shold I in Wit Art so shalow AtteÌ„pt the Task which yet none other can Far be the thought that mine vnlearned hand His heauenly Labour shold so much vnhallow Yet least that Holy-RELIQVE being shrin'd In som High-Place close lockt froÌ„ common light My Country-men should bee debarr'd the sight Of these DIVINE pure Beauties of the Minde Not daring meddle with APELLES TABLE This haue I muddled as my MVSE was able INDIGNIS Hence profane Hands Factors for Hearts profaâ—e Hence hissing Atheists Hellish Misse-Creants Hence Buzzard Kites dazled with Beautie 's glances Hence itching Eares with Toyes and Tales vp-tane Hence Green-sick Wits that relish nought but bane Hence dead lyve Idiots drown'd in Ignorance Hence wanton Michols that deâ—ide my Dance Hence Mâ—mike Apâ—s vaine Follies Counter-pâ—ne Hence prying Critikâ—s carping past your Skill Hence dull Conceipts that have no true Discerning Hence envious Momes converting Good to Ill Hence all at-once that lack or loue not LEARNING Hence All vn-holy froÌ„ the WORLDS BIRTH Feast VRANIA's Grace brookes no vn-worthy Guest OPTIMIS But my best Guest welcom great King of FAERIE Welcom fair QVEEN his vertue 's vertuous Love Welcom right AEGLETS of the ROYAL Eyrie Welcom sound Eares that sacred Tunes approve Welcom pure Hands whose Hearts are fixt aboue Welcom deer Soules that of Art's choise are charie Welcom chaste Matrons whom true zeal doth move Welcom good Wits that grace-full Mirth can varie Welcom milde Censors that mean slips can cover Welcom quick Spirits that sound the depth of Art Welcom MECAENAS each LEARNING-lover Welcom All good Welcom with all my Heart Sit-down I pray and taste of every Dish If Ought mis like You better Cooke I wish Intimo Iosuae Sylvestri Hexasticon VTprodesse suis possit Salustius offert Gallis quod nobis Iosua noster opus Ille ergo eximijs hoc vno nomine dignus Laudibus at duplici nititur hic merito Quem simul Authoris famae charaeque videmus Communi Patriae consuluisse bono Io Bo. Miles Ad Ioshuam Sylvesterum G. Salustij genuinum Interpretem * ⎠* FAre agê divini cultissima lingua Salusti SYLVESTER Clarij ceu fuit ille Dei Elyzij qua parte Iugiconvenerat te Edocâ—it sensus sua verba Senex An mage corpored Herois compage soluta In te Anima Elyzium fecerat ipsa sibi Credo equideÌ„ Samij rata Dogmata sunt Senis vnde Non Translata mihi sed genuina canis Quin Posteritas si pagina prima taceret Interpres dubitet tune vel ille siet Car Fitz-Geofridus Lati-Portensis Iosua
meet Round large and long there of itselfe it thriues And Little-World into the World arriues But that becomes by Natures set direction From foul and dead to beauty life perfection But this dull Heap of vndigested stuf Had doubtlesse neuer come to shape or proof Had not th' Almighty with his quick'ning breath Of the secret power of God in quickning the matter whereof the World was made Blow'n life and spirit into this Lump of death The dreadfull Darknes of the Memphytists The sad black horror of Cimmerian Mists The sable fumes of Hell's infernall vault Or if ought darker in the World be thought Muffled the face of that profound Abyss Full of Disorder and fell Mutinies So that in fine this furious debate Euen in the birth this Ball had ruinate Saue that the Lord into the Pile did pour Some secret Mastik of his sacred Power To glew together and to gouern fair The Heav'n and Earth the Ocean and the Aire Who ioyntly iustling in their rude Disorder The new-born Nature went about to murder As a good Wit that on th' immortall Shrine The Spirit of God by an inconceiueable meane maintained and as it were brooding warmed the shape-lesse Masse Genes 1. Of Memory ingraues a Work Diuine Abroad a-bed at boord for euer vses To minde his Theam and on his Book still muses So did Gods Spirit delight itself a space To moue itself vpon the floating Masse No other care th' Almightie's minde possest If care can enter in his sacred brest Or as a Hen that fain would hatch a Brood Som of her own som of adoptiue blood Sits close thereon and with her liuely heat Of yellow-white balls doth lyue birds beget Euen in such sort seemed the Spirit Eternall To brood vpon this Gulf with care paternall Quickning the Parts inspiring power in each From so foul Lees so fair a World to fetch For 't's nought but All in 't self including All An vn-beginning midless endles Ball 'T is nothing but a World whose superfice Leaues nothing out but what meer nothingis Now though the great Duke that in dreadfullaw Vpon Mount Horeb learn'd th' eternall Law That there is but one World confuting the Error of Leucyppus his Disciples by two reasons Had not assur'd vs that Gods sacred Power In six Dayes built this Vniuersall Bower Reason itself doth ouer-throw the grounds Of those new Worlds that fond Leucyppus founds Sith if kind Nature many Worlds could * embrace clip Still th' vpper Worlds water and earth would slip Into the lower and so in conclusion All would return into the Old Confusion Besides we must imagin empty distance Between these Worlds wherein without resistance Their wheels may whirl not hindred in their courses By th' inter-iustling of each others forces But all things are so fast together fixt With so firm bonds that there 's no void betwixt Thence coms it that a Cask pearç't to be spent Though full yet runs not till we giue it vent Thence is' t that Bellowes while the sâ—out is stopt So hardly heaue and hardly can be op't Thence is' t that water doth not freez in Winter Stopt close in vessels where no ayre may enter Thence is' t that Garden-pots the mouth kept close Let fall no liquor at their siue-like nose And thence it is that the pure siluer source In leaden pipes running a captiue course Contrary to it's Nature spouteth high To all so odious is Vacuity God then not onely framed Nature one But also set it limitation Of Form and Time exempting euer solely From quantity his own self's Essence holy Confutation of another Error of such as make Nature and the Heauens infinita How can we call the Heav'ns vnmeasured Sith measur'd Time their Course hath measured How can we count this Vniuerse immortall Sith many-wayes the parts proue howerly mortall Sith his Commencement proues his Consummation And all things ay decline to Alteration Let bold Greek Sages fain the Firmament To be compos'd of a fift Element Let them deny in their profane profoundnes End and beginning to th' Heav'ns rowling roundnes And let them argue that Deaths lawes alone Reach but the Bodies vnder Cynthias Throne The sandy grounds of their Sophistick brawling Are all too-weak to keep the World from falling One Day the Rocks from top to toe shall quiuer A liuely description of the ende of the World The Mountains melt and all in sunder shiuer The Heav'ns shall rent for fear the lowely Fields Puft vp shall swell to huge and mighty Hills Riuers shall dry or if in any Flood Rest any liquor it shall all be blood The Sea shall all be fire and on the shoar The thirsty Whales with horrid noyse shall roar The Sun shall seize the black Coach of the Moon And make it midnight when it should be noon With rusty Mask the Heav'ns shall hide their face The Stars shall fall and All away shall pass Disorder Dread Horror and Death shall com Noise storms and darknes shall vsurp the room And then the Chief-Chief-Iustice venging Wrath Which heer already often threatned hath Shall make a Bon-fire of this mighty Ball As once he made it a vast Ocean all Alas how faith-les and how modest-les Against iudicial Astrologers that presume to point the verie time thereof Are you that in your Ephomerides Mark th' yeer the month and day which euermore Gainst yeers months daies shal dam-vp Saturnes dore At thought whereof euen now my heart doth ake My flesh doth faint my very soule doth shake You haue mis-cast in your Arithmetike Mis-laid your Counters groapingly yee seek In nights blacke darknes for the secret things Seal'd in the Casket of the King of Kings 'T is hee that keeps th' eternall Clock of Time And holds the waights of that appointed Chime Hee in his hand the sacred book doth bear Of that close-clasped finall Calender Where in Red letters not with vs frequented The certaine Date of that Great Day is printed That dreadfull Day which doth so swiftly post That 't wil be seen before fore-seen of most Then then good Lord shall thy dear Son descend Though yet he seem in feeble flesh ypend In complete Glory from the glistering Sky Millions of Angels shall about him fly Mercy and Iustice marching cheek by ioule Shall his Diuine Triumphant Chariot roule Whose wheeles shall shine with Lightning round about And beames of Glory each-where blazing out Those that were laden with proud marble Toombs Those that were swallow'd in wilde Monsters woombs Those that the Sea hath swill'd those that the flashes Of ruddy Flames haue burned all to ashes Awaked all shall rise and all reuest The flesh and bones that they at first possest All shall appear and hear before the Throne Of God the Iudge without exception The finall Sentence sounding ioy and terror Of euer-lasting Happiness or Horror Som shall his Iustice som his Mercy taste Som call'd to ioy som into torment cast When from
the Goats he shall his Sheep disseuer These Blest in Heav'n those Curst in Hell for euer O thou that once scornd as the vilest drudge Didst fear the doom of an Italian Iudge Daign deerest Lord when the last Trump shall summon To this Grand Sessions all the World in common Daign in That Day to vndertake my matter And as my Iudge so be my Mediator Th' eternall Spring of Power and Prouidence Hauing spoken of the creation of the Matter he sheweth how what Forme God gaue vnto it creating in six Dayes his admirable workes In Forming of this All-circumference Did not vnlike the Bear which bringeth forth In th' end of thirty dayes a shapeless birth But after licking it in shape she drawes And by degrees she fashions out the pawes The head and neck and finally doth bring To a perfect beast that first deformed thing For when his Word in the vast Voyd had brought A confus'd heap of Wet-dry-cold-and-hot In time the high World from the lowe he parted And by itself hot vnto hot he sorted Hard vnto hard cold vnto cold he sent Moist vnto moist as was expedient And so in Six Dayes form'd ingeniously All things contain'd in th' VNIVERSITIE Not but he could haue in a moment made Wherefore God imployed six Dayes in creating the World This flowry Mansion where mankind doth trade Spred Heav'ns blew Curtains those Lamps haue burnisht Earth aire sea with beasts birds fish haue furnisht But working with such Art so many dayes A sumptuous Palace for Mankinde to raise Yer Man was made yet he declares to vs How kinde how carefull and how gracious He would be to vs being made to whom By thousand promises of things to-come Vnder the Broad-Seal of his deer Sons blood He hath assur'd all Riches Grace and Good By his Example he doth also shewe-vs How men should imitate God in his workes We should not heedles-hastily bestowe-vs In any Work but patiently proceed With oft re-vises Making sober speed In dearest business and obserue by proof That What is well don is don soon enough O Father of the Light of Wisedom Fountain The 1. â—reature extracted from the Chaos was Light Out of the Bulk of that confused Mountain What should what could issue before the Light Without which Beauty were no beauty hight In vain Timanthes had his Cyclope drawn In vain Parrhasius counterfeited Lawn In vain Apelles Uenus had begun Zeuxis Penelope if that the Sun To make them seen had neuer showen his splendor In vain in vain had been those Works of Wonder Th' Ephesian Temple the high Pharian-Tower And Carian Toomb Tropheis of Wealth and Power In vain they had been builded euery one By Scopas Sostrates and Câ—esiphon Had All been wrapt-vp from all humane sight In th' obscure Mantle of eternall Night What one thing more doth the good Architect In Princely Works more specially respect Then lightsomness to th' end the Worlds bright Eye Careeâ—ing dayly once about the Sky May shine therein and that in euery part It may seem pompous both for Cost and Art Whether Gods Spirit mouing vpon the Ball Of bubbling Waters which yet couered All Sundry opinions concerning the matter and creation of Light Thence forç't the Fire as when amid the Sky Auster and Boreas iusting furiously Vnder hot Cancer make two Clouds to clash Whence th' aire at mid-night flames with lightning flash Whether when God the mingled Lump dispackt From Fiery Element did Light extract Whether about the vast confused Crowd For twice-six howrs he spread a shining Cloud Which after he re-darkned that in time The Night as long might wrap-vp either Clime Whether that God made then those goodly beams Which gild the World but not as now it seems Or whether else som other Lamp he kindled Vpon the Heap yet all with Waters blindled Which flying round about gaue light in order To th' vn-plaç't Climates of that deep disorder As now the Sun circling about the Ball As Light 's bright Chariot doth enlighten All. No sooner said he Be there Light but lo Gen. 1. 3. The form-less Lump to perfect Form gan growe And all illustred with Lights radiant shine Of the excellent vse and commoditie of Light Doft mourning weeds and deckt it passing fine All-hail pure Lamp bright sacred and excelling Sorrow and Care Darknes and Dread repelling Thou World's great Taper Wicked mens iust Terror Mother of Truth true Beauties onely Mirror God's eldest Daughter O! how thou art full Of grace and goodnes O! how beautifull Sith thy great Parent 's all-discerning Eye Doth iudge thee so and sith his Maiesty Thy glorious Maker in his sacred layes Can doo no less then sing thy modest prayse But yet because all Pleasures wax vnpleasant Why God ordained the Night and Day alternately to succeed each other If without pawse we still possesse them present And none can right discern the sweets of Peace That haue not felt Warrs irkesom bitterness And Swans seem whiter if swart Crowes be by For contraries each other best descry Th' All 's Architect alternately decreed That Night the Day the Day should Night succeed The Night to temper Dayes exceeding drought The commodities that the Night bringeth vs. Moistens our Aire and makes our Earth to sprout The Night is she that all our trauails eases Buries our cares and all our griefs appeases The Night is she that with her sable wing In gloomy Darknes hushing euery thing Through all the World dumb silence doth distill And wearied bones with quiet sleep doth fill Sweet Night without Thee without Thee alas Our life were loathsom euen a Hell to pass For outward pains and inward passions still With thousand Deaths would soule and body thrill O Night thou pullest the proud Mask away Where-with vain Actors in this Worlds great Play By day disguise-them For no difference Night makes between the Peasant and the Prince The poor and rich the Prisoner and the Iudge The foul and fair the Maister and the Drudge The fool and wise Barbarian and the Greek For Night's black Mantle couers all alike He that condemn'd for som notorious vice Seeks in the Mines the baits of Auarice Or swelting at the Furnace fineth bright Our soules diresulphur resteth yet at Night He that still stooping toghes against the tide His laden Barge alongst a Riuers side And filling shoars with shouts doth melt him quite Vpon his pallet resteth yet at Night He that in Sommer in extreamest heat Scorched all day in his own scalding sweat Shaues with keen Sythe the glory and delight Of motly Medowes resteth yet at Night And in the arms of his deer Pheer for goes All former troubles and all former woes Onely the learned Sisters sacred Minions While silent Night vnder her sable pinions Foldes all the World with pain-less pain they tread A sacred path that to the Heav'ns doth lead And higher then the Heav'ns their Readers raise Vpon the wings of their
grow'n Yet from their birth-place take they diuersly A diuers name and diuers quality Feeling the fower Windes that with diuers blast Of the Windes whereof there are foure principall compared to the foure Seasons the foure Complexions the foure Elements and the foure Ages of man assigned to the foure Corners of the World And called East West North South From the fower corners of the World doo haste In their effects I finde fower Temp'raments Foure Times foure Ages and foure Elements Th' East-winde in working follows properly Fire Choler Summer and soft Infancy That which dries-vp wild Affrick with his wing Resembles Aire Bloud Youth and liuely Spring That which blowes moistly from the Western stage Like Water Phlegme Winter and heauy Age That which comes shiv'ring from cold Climates solely Earth withered Eld Autumn and Melancholy Not but that Men haue long yeâ— this found-out More then these foure Windes East West North and South Those that at Sea to see both Poles are wont Vpon their Compass two and thirty count Though they be infinite as are the places Whence the Heav'n-fanning Exhalation passes But wheresoeuer their quick course they bend As on their Chiefs all on these Foure depend One while with whisking broom they brush and sweep Diuers effects of the Windes The cloudy Courtains of Heav'ns stages steep Anon with hotter sighes they dry the Ground Late by Electra and her sisters drownd Anon refresh they with a temperate blowing The soultry Aier vnder the Dog-star glowing On Trees anon they ripe the Plum and Pear In cods the Poulse the Corn within the ear Anon from North to South from East to West With ceas-less wings they driue a Ship addrest And somtimes whirling on an open Hill The round-flat Runner in a roaring Mill In flowry motes they grinde the purest grain Which late they ripened on the fruitfull Plain Diuers effect of hot exhalations If th' Exhalation hot and oily proue And yet as feeble giueth place aboue To th' Airy Regions euer-lasting Frost Incessantly th' apt-tinding fume is tost Till it inflame then like a Squib it falls Or fire-wingd shaft or sulp'hry Powder-Balls Of Comeâ—s But if This kinde of Exhalation tour Aboue the walls of Winters icy bowr ' T-inflameth also and anon becoms A new strange Star presaging wofull dooms And for this Fier hath more fewell in 't Then had the first 't is not so quickly spent Whether the Heav'ns incessant agitation Into a Star transforming th' Exhalation Kindle the same like as a coal that winkt On a sticks end and seemed quite extinct Tost in the dark with an industrious hand To light the night becoms a fier-brand Or whether th' vpper Fire doo fire the same As lighted Candles doo th' vnlight inflame According as the vapour 's thick or rare Of other fiery impressions in the regions of the Aire Euen or vn-even long or large round or square Such are the Forms it in the Aire resembles At sight whereof th' amazed Vulgar trembles Heer in the night appears a flaming Spire There a fierce Dragon folded all in fire Heer a bright Comet there a burning Beam Heer flying Launces there a Fiery Stream Heer seems a horned Goat environ'd round With fiery flakes about the Aire to bound There with long bloody hair a Blazing Star Threatens the World with Famin Plague and War To Princes death to Kingdoms many crosses To all Estates ineuitable Losses To Heard-men Rot to Plough-men hap-less Seasons To Saylers Storms to Cities ciuill Treasons But hark what hear I in the Heav'ns me thinks A liuely description of thunder and lightning The Worlds wall shakes and his Foundation shrinks It seems euen now that horrible Pâ—rsiphoné Loosing Meger Alecto and Tysiphoné Weary of raigning in black Erebus Transports her Hell between the Heav'n and vs. 'T is held I knowe that when a Vapour moist How they are ingendred As well from Fresh as from Salt water 's hoist In the same instant with hot-Exhalations In th' Aiery Regions secondary stations The Fiery Fume besieged with the Croud And keen-cold thicknes of that dampish Cloud Strengthens his strength and with redoubled Volleys Of ioyned Heat on the the Cold Leagher sallies Like as a Lion very late exil'd A simile From 's natiue Forests spit-at and reuil'd Mock't moov'd and troubled with a thousand toyes By wanton children idle girls and boyes With hideous roaring doth his Prison fill In 's narrow Cloistre ramping wildely still Runns to and fro and furious less doth long For liberty than to reuenge his wrong This Fire desirous to break forth again From 's cloudy Ward cannot itself refrain But without resting loud it grones and grumbles It roules and roars and round-round-round it rumbles Till hauing rent the lower side in sunder With Sulph'ry flash it haue shot-down his thunder Though willing to vnite in these alarms To 's Brothers Forces his own fainting arms And th' hottest Circle of the World to gain To issue vp-ward oft it striues in vain But 't is there fronted with a Trench so large And such an Hoast that though it often charge On this and that side the Cold Camp about With his Hot Skirmish yet still still the stout Victorious Foe repelleth ev'ry push So that despairing with a furious rush Forgetting honour it is fain to fly By the back-door with blushing Infamy Then th' Ocean boyls for fear the Fish doo deem Their effects The Sea too shallow to safe-shelter them The Earth doth shake the Shepheard in the field In hollow Rocks himself can hardly shield Th' affrighted Heav'ns open and in the Vale Of Acheron grim Plutoes self looks pale Th' Aire flames with Fire for the loud-roaring Thunder Renting the Cloud that it includes asunder Sends forth those Flashes which so blear our sight As wakefull Students in the Winters night Against the steel glauncing with stony knocks Simile Strike sodain sparks into their Tinder-box Moreouer Lightning of a fume is fram'd Admirable effects of lightning Through ' tselfs hot-dryness euermore inflam'd Whose powr past-credit without razing skin Can bruiz to powder all our bones within Can melt the Gold that greedy Mizers hoord In barred Cofers and not burn the boord Can break the blade and neuer sindge the sheath Can scorch an infant in the Womb to death And neuer blemish in one sort or other Flesh bone or sinew of th' amazed Mother Consume the shooes and neuer hurt the feet Empty a Cask and yer not perish it My yonger eyes haue often seen a Dame To whom the flash of Heav'ns fantastike flame Did els no harm saue in a moment's space With windy Rasor shaue a secretplace Shall I omit a hundred Prodigies Of Crownes and circles about the Sunne Moone and other Planets Oft seen in forehead of the frowning Skies Somtimes a Fiery Circle doth appear Proceeding from the beautious beams and clear Of Sun and Moon and other Stars aspect Down-looking on a
this Sea belowe Which round about our Earthly Globe doth flowe Remains still round and maugre all the surly Aeolian Slaves and Water's hurly burly Dares not to levell her proud liquid Heap Neuer so little past her limits leap Why then beleeue we not that vpper Sphear May without falling such an Ocean bear Vncircumcised O hard hearts at least Lett 's think that God those Waters doth digest In that steep place for if that Nature heer 5. Diuers effects continual admirable in Nature Can form firm Pearl and Crystall shining cleer Of liquid substance let 's beleeue it rather Much more in God the Heav'ns and Natur 's Father Let vs much more much more lett 's peiz and ponder Th' Almighties Works and at his Wisedom wonder Let vs obserue and double-waigh it well That this proud Palace whear we rule and dwell Though built with match-less Art had fall'n long since Had 't not ben seel'd-round with moist Elements For like as in Man's Little-World the Brain Doth highest place of all our Frame retain And tempers with it's moistfull coldnes so Th' excessive heat of th' other parts belowe Th' eternall Builder of this beautious Frame To enter-mingle meetly Frost with Flame And cool the great heat of the Great-Worlds Torches This-Day spred Water over Heav'ns bright Arches These Seas they say leagu'd with the Seas belowe Hiding the highest of the Mountains tho Had drown'd the whole World had not Noah builded A holy Vessell where his house was shielded Taking occasioÌ„ by his former discourse he treateth of the incouÌ„ ter of the vpper waters with the lower whence followed the general stood in the daies of Noah Which hâ—re he liuely representeth Where by direction of the King of Kings He sav'd a seed-payr of all liuing things No sooner shipâ— but instantly the Lord Down to th' Aeolian dungeon him bestirr'd There muzled close Cloud-chasing Boreas And let loose Auster and his lowring race Who soon set forward with a dropping wing Vpon their beard for every hair a spring A night of Clouds muffled their brows about Their wattled locks gusht all in Rivers out And both their hands wringing thick Clouds asunder Send forth fierce lightning tempest rain and thunder Brooks Lakes and Floods Rivers and foaming Torrents Sodainly swell and their confused Currents Losing their old bounds break a neerer way To run at randon with their spoyls to Sea Th' Earth shakes for fear and sweating doth consume her And in her veins leaues not a drop of humour And thou thy self O Heav'n didst set wideope Through all the Marshes in thy spacious cope All thy large sluces thy vast Seas to shed In sodain spouts on thy proud sisters head Whose aw-less law-less shame-les life abhord Onely delighted to despight the Lord. Th' Earth shrinks sinks now th' Ocean hath no shore Now Rivers run to serue the Sea no more Themselues are Sea the many sundry Streams Of sundry names deriv'd from sundry Realms Make now but one great Sea the World it self Is nothing now but a great standing Gulf Whose swelling surges strive to mix their Water With th' other Waves above this round Theater The Sturgeon coasting over Castles muses Vnder the Sea to see so many houses The Indian Manat and the Mullet float O'r Mountain tops where yerst the bearded Goat Did bound and brouz the crooked Dolphin seuds O'r th' highest branches of the hugest Woods Nought boots the Tigre or the Hart or Hors Or Hare or Grey-hound their swift speedy cours For seeking Land the more they strain breath them The more alas it shrinks and sinks beneath them The Otter Tortois and fell Crocodile Which did enioy a double house yer-while Must be content with only water now The Wolf and Lamb Lions and Buçks do rowe Vpon the Waters side by side suspect-less The Glead and Swallow laboring long effect-less 'Gainst certain death with wearied wings fall down For want of Perch and with the rest do drown And for mankinde imagine som get vp To som high Mountains over-hanging top Som to a Towr som to a Cedar tree Whence round about a World of deaths they see But wheresoeuer their pale fears aspire For hope of safety th' Ocean surgeth higher And still-still mounting as they still do mount When they cease mounting doth them soon surmount One therefore ventures on a Plank to rowe One in a Chest another in a Trough Another yet half-sleeping scarce perceives How 's bed and breath the Flood at once bereaves Another labouring with his feet and hands A while the fury of the Flood withstands Which by his side hath newly droun'd his Mother His Wife his Son his Sister Sire and Brother But tyr'd and spent weary and wanting strength He needs must yeeld too to the Seas at length All all must die then but * Parcae à non parcendo Thenone-sparing Fates that is to say Death th' impartiall Maids Who wont to vse so sundry tools for ayds In execution of their fatall slaughters Had only now the furious foaming Waters Safely the while the sacred Ship did float On the proud shoulders of that boundless-Moat Though mast-les oar-les and from Harbour far For God was both her Steers-man and her Star Thrice fifty dayes that Vniuersall Flood Wasted the World which then the Lord thought good To re-erect in his Compassion great No sooner sounds he to the Seas retreat But instantly wave into wave did sink With sodain speed all Rivers gan to shrink Th' Ocean retires him to his wonted prison The Woods are seen the Mountain tops are risen Out of their slimy Bed the Fields increase And spread apace so fast the waters cease And briefly th' onely thundring hand of God Now Earth to Heav'n Heav'n vnto Earth re-show'd That he again Panchaian Fumes might see Sacred on Altars to his Maiesty He concludeth with a most godly prayer accommodated to the state of the Church in our time Lord sith't hath pleas'd thee likewise in our Age To saue thy Ship from Tyrants stormy rage Increase in Number Lord thy little Flock But more in Faith to build on thee the Rock So Morn and Euen the second Day conclude And God perceiu'd that All his Works were good THE THIRD DAIE OF THE FIRST WEEK THE ARGVMENT The Sea and Earth their various Equipage Seuer'd a-part Bounds of the Oceansrage ' Timbraceth Earth it doth all Watersowe Why it is salt How it doth Ebb and Flowe Rare streams and Fountains of strange operation Earth's firmnes greatnes goodnes sharp taxation Of Bribes Ambition Treason Auarice Trees Shrubs Plants Mines Metals Gemms of price Right vse of Gold the Load-stones rare effects The Countrey-life preferr'd in all respects MY sacred Muse that lately soared high Among the glist'ring Circles of the Sky FroÌ„ the Heauen Regions of the Aire the Poet descendeth to the Earth and Sea Whose various dance which the first Moover driues Harmoniously this Vniverse revives Commanding all the Windes and sulphry
is bow'd About the Waues and well content to suffer Milde Zephyrs blasts and Boreas bellowing rougher Water to quench thy thirst about thy Mountains Wraps her moist arms Seas riuers lakes and fountains O how I grieue deer Earth that given to gays Commendations of the Country-life Most of best wits contemn thee now-a-days And noblest hearts proudly abandon quight Study of Hearbs and Country-lifes delight To brutest men to men of no regard Whose wits are Lead whose bodies Iron-hard Such were not yerst the reuerend Patriarks Whose prayse is penned by the sacred Clarks Noah the iust meek Moses Abraham Who Father of the Faithfull Race becam Were Shepheards all or Husbandmen at least And in the Fields passed their Dayes the best Such were not yerst Attalus Philemetor Archelaus Hiero and many a Pretor Great Kings Consuls who haue oft for blades And glistering Scepters handled hooks and spades Such were not yerst Cincinnatus Fabricius Serranus Curius who vn-self-delicious With Crowned Coultars with Imperiall hands With Ploughs triumphant plough'd the Roman lands Great Scipio sated with fain'd curtsie-capping With Court Eclipses and the tedious gaping Of golden beggers and that Emperour Of Slave turn'd King of King turnd Labourer In Country Granges did their age confine And ordered there with as good Discipline The Fields of Corn as Fields of Combat first And Ranks of Trees as Ranks of Souldiers yerst O thrice thrice happy He who shunns the cares Of City-troubles and of State-affairs And seruing Ceres Tills with his own Teem His own Free-land left by his Friends to him Never pale Enuie's poysonie heads doo hiss To gnaw his heart nor Vultur Auarice Free from enuy ambition auarice and consequently from the diuelish practises of MachiauiliaÌ„ Politikes His Field's bounds bound his thoughts he never supps For Nectar poyson mixtin silver Cups Neither in golden Platters doth he lick For sweet Ambrosia deadly Arsenick His hand 's his boaul better then Plate or Glass The siluer Brook his sweetest Hypocrasse Milk Cheese and Fruit fruits of his own endeuour Drest without dressing hath he ready ever False Counsailours Concealers of the Law Not vâ—xed with counterfait wrestings of wrangling Laywers Turn-coat Attourneys that with both hands draw Sly Peti-Foggers Wranglers at the Bar Proud Purse-Leaches Harpies of Westminster With fained chiding and foul iarring noyse Break not his brain nor interrupt his ioyes But cheerfull Birds chirping him sweet Good-morrows With Natures Musick doo beguile his sorrows Teaching the fragrant Forrests day by day The Diapason of their Heav'nly Lay. His wandring Vessell reeling to and fro Not dreading shipwracke nor in danger of Pirates On th' irefull Ocean as the Windes doo blowe With sodain Tempest is not ouer-whurld To seek his sad death in another World But leading all his life at home in Peace Alwaies in sight of his own smoak no Seas No other Seas he knowes nor other Torrent Then that which waters with his siluer Corrent His Natiue Medowes and that very Earth Shall giue him Buriall which first gaue him Birth To summon timely sleep he doth not need Not diseased in body through delicious Idlenes Aethyop's cold Rush nor drowsy Poppy-seed Nor keep in consort as Mecaenas did Luxurious Villains Viols I should haue sayd But on green Carpets thrumd with mossy Beuer Frendging the round skirts of his winding Riuer The streams milde murmur as it gently gushes His healthy limbs in quiet slumber hushes Drum Fife and Trumpet with their loud A-larms Not drawen by factions to an vntimely Death Make him not start out of his sleep to Arms Nor deer respect of som great Generall Him from his bed vnto the block doth call The crested Cock sings Hunt is vp to him Limits his rest and makes him stir betime To walk the Mountains or the flowry Meads Impearld with tears that sweet Aurora sheads Never gross Aire poysond in stinking Streets Not choaked with contagion of a corrupted Aire To choak his spirit his tender nostrill meets But th' open Sky where at full breath he liues Still keeps him sound and still new stomack giues And Death drad Seriant of th' eternall Iudge Coms very late to his sole seated Lodge His wretched yeers in Princes Courts he spends not Nor Chamelâ—â—like changing with euery obiect the colour of his conscience His thralled will on Great mens wils depends not He changing Master doth not change at once His Faith Religion and his God renounce With mercenary lies hee doth not chaunt Praysing an Emmet for an Elephant Nor soothing Sin nor licking the Tayl of Greatnesse Sardanapalus drown'd in soft excess For a triumphant vertuous Hercules Thersites foul for Venus louely Loue And every Changeling for a Turtle-Doue Nor lavishes in his lascivious layes On wanton Flora chaste Alcestes prayse But all self-priuate serving God he writes Fear-less and sings but what his heart in dites No sallow Fear doth day or night afflict-him Vnto no fraud doth night or day addict-him Neither prest with Fear nor plotting Fraud Or if he muse on guile 't is but to get Beast Bird or Fish in toil or snare or net What though his Wardrobe be not stately stuft With sumptuous silks pinked and powne't and puft With gold-ground Velvets and with siluer Tissue And all the glory of old Eues proud Issue What though his feeble Cofers be not cramd With Misers Idols golden Ingotsramd He is warm-wrapped in his own-growen Wooll Of vn-bought Wines his Cellar 's everfull His Garner's stor'd with grain his Ground with flocks His Barns with Fodder with sweet streams his Rocks For heer I sing the happy Rustiks weal Whose handsom house seems as a Common-weal And not the needy hard rack-rented Hinde Or Copy-holder whom hard Lords doo grinde The pined Fisher or poor-Daiery-Renter That liues of whay for forfeiting Indenture Who scarce haue bread within their homely Cotes Except by fits to feed their hungry throats Let me good Lord among the Great vn-kend My rest of daies in the calm Countrey end Let me deserue of my deer AEGLE-Brood For Windsor Forrest walks in Almes-wood Bee Hadley Pond my Sea Lambs-bourn my Thames Lambourn my London Kennet's siluer streams My fruitfull Nile my Singers and Musicians The pleasant Birds with warbling repetitions My company pure thoughts to work thy will My Court a Cottage on a lowely Hill Where without let I may so sing thy Name That times to-com may wonder at the same Or if the new North-star my Souerain IAMES The secret vertue of whose sacred beams Attracts th' attentiue seruice of all such Whose mindes did euer Vertue 's Load-stone touch Shall euer daign t' inuite mine humble Fate T'approoch the Presence of his Royall State Or if my Duty or the Grace of Nobles Shall driue or draw me neer their pleasing-Troubles Let not their Fauours make me drunk with folly In their Commands still keep my Conscience holy Let me true Honour not the false delight And play the
therfore He lodgeth safe for finding on the shoar Som handsom shell whose Natiue Lord of late Was dispossessed by the Doom of Fate Therein he enters and he takes possession Of th' empty Harbour by the free concession Of Natures Law who Goods that Owner want Alwaies allots to the first Occupant In this new Cace or in this Cradle rather He spends his Youth then growing both together In age and Wit he gets a wider Cell Wherin at Sea his later Daies to dwell But Clio wherefore art thou teadious In numbering Neptunes busie Burgers thus If in his Works thou wilt admire the worth Of the Seas Soverain bring but only forth One little Fish whose admirable Story The strange and secret property of the Remora or Stop-ship Sufficeth sole to shewe his might and glory Let all the Windes in one Winde gather them And seconded with Neptunes strongest stream Let all at once blowe all their stiffest gales A-stern a Galley vnder all her sails Let her be holpen with a hundred Owers Each lively handled by fiue lusty Rowers The Remora fixing her feeble horn Into the tempest-beaten Vessels stern Stayes her stone-still while all her stout Consorts Sail thence at pleasure to their wished Ports Then loose they all the sheats but to no boot For the charm'd Vessell bougeth not a foot No more then if then if three fadom vnder ground A score of Anchors held her fastly bound No more then doth an Oak that in the Wood Hath thousand Tempests thousand times with stood Spreading as many massy roots belowe As mighty arms aboue the ground do growe O Stop-ship say say how thou canst oppose Thy self alone against so many foes O! tell vs where thou doo'st thine Anchors hide Whence thou resistest Sayls Owers Wind and Tide How on the so dain canst thou curb so short A Ship whom all the Elements transport Whence is thine Engin and thy secret force That frustrates Engins and all force doth force I had in Harbour heav'd mine Anchor o're And ev'n already set one foot a-shoar Dolphin When lo the Dolphin beating gainst the bank 'Gan mine obliuion moodily mis-thank Peace Princely Swimmer sacred Fish content-thee For for thy praise th' end of this Song I meant-thee Braue Admirall of the broad briny Regions Triumphant Tamer of the scaly Legions Who liuing ever liv'st for neuer sleep Deaths liuely Image in thy eyes doth creep Louer of Ships of Men of Melody Thou vp and down through the moyst World doest ply Swift as a shaft whose Salt thou louest so That lacking that thy life thou doest forgo Thou gentle Fish wert th' happy Boat of yore Which safely brought th' Amiclean Harp a-shoar Arion match-less for his Musiks skill Among the Latines hauing gain'd his fill The strange aduenture of Ariō saued by a Dolphin Of gold and glory and exceeding fain To re-salute his learned Greece again Vnwares imbarks him in a Pyrates ship Who loath to let so good a Booty slip Soon waighes his Anchors packs on all his fail And Windes conspiring with a prosperous gale His winged Fregat made so speedy-sight Tarentum Towers were quickly out of fight And all saue Skies and Seas on euery side Where th' onely Compass is the Pylots guide The Saylours then whom many times we finde Falser then Seas and fiercer then the Winde Fall straight to strip him ryfling at their pleasure In euery corner to finde out his treasure And hauing found it all with one accord Hoist th' Owner vp to heaue him ouer-boord Who weeping said O Nereus noble issue Not to restore my little gold I wish you For my chief Treasure in my Musick lyes And all Apollo's sacred Pupils prize The holy Virgins of Parnassus so That vnder-foot all worldly wealth they throwe No braue Triumphers ouer Winde and Waue Who in both Worlds your habitation haue Who both Heav'ns Hooks in your aduentures view 'T is not for That with broken sighes I sue I but beseech you offer no impieties Vnto a person deer vnto the Deities So may Messenian Sirens for your sake Be euer mute when you your voyage make And Tritons Trumpet th' angry Surges swage When iustly Neptune shall against you rage But if alas cannot this obtain As my faint eye reads in your frowns too plain Suffer at least to my sad dying voice My dolefull fingers to consort their noise That so the Sea-Nimphs rapt in admiration Of my diuine sweet sacred lamentation Dragging my corps to shoar with weeping showrs May deaw the same and it entoomb in flowrs Then play said they and giue vs both together Treasure and pleasure by thy comming hither His sweetest strokes then sad Arion lent Th' inchanting sinnews of his Instrument Wherewith he charm'd the raging Ocean so That crook tooth'd Lampreys and the Congers rowe Friendly together and their natiue hate The Pike and Mullet for the time forgate And Lobstars floated fear-less all the while Among the Polyps prone to theft and guile But among all the Fishes that did throng To daunce the Measures of his Mournfull song There was a Dolphin did the best accord His nimble Motions to the trembling Chord Who gently sliding neer the Pinnass side Seem'd to inuite him on his back to ride By this time twice the Saylours had essayd To heaue him o're yet twice himself he staied And now the third time stroue they him to cast Yet by the shrowds the third time held he fast But lastly seeing Pyrats past remorse And him too-feeble to withstand their force The trembling Dolphins shoulders he bestrid Who on the Oceans azure surges slid So that far-off his charge so cheered him One would haue thought him rather fly then swim Yet fears he euery shelf and euery Surge Not for himself but for his tender charge And sloaping swiftly ouerthwart those Seas Not for his owne but for his Riders ease Makes double haste to finde som happy strand Where his sweet Phoebus he may safely land Mean-while Arion with his Musick rare Paies his deer Pylot his delighfull fare And heauing eyes to Hea'vn the Hav'n of Pity To his sweet Harp he tunes this sacred Ditty O thou Almightie who Mankinde to wrack Of thousand Seas didst whilom one Sea make And yet didst saue from th' vniuersall Doom One sacred Houshold that in time to com From Age to Age should sing thy glorious praise Look down O Lord from thy supernall rayes Look look alas vpon a wretched man Half Toomb'd already in the Ocean O! bee my Steers-man and vouch safe to guide The stern-les Boat and bit-less Horse I ride So that escaping Windes and Waters wrath I once again may tread my natiue path And hence-forth heer with solemn vowes I sacre Vnto thy glory O my God and Maker For this great fauour 's high Memoriall My heart and Art my voyce hand Harp and all Here-with the Seas their roaring rage refrain The Clowdy Welkin waxed cleer again And all the Windes did so dainly conuert Their mouths to
ears to hear his wondrous Art The Dolphin then discrying Land at last Storms with himself for hauing made such haste And wisht Laconia thousand Leagues from thence T' haue ioy'd the while his Musiks excellence But 'fore his own delight preferring far Th' vnhoped safety of the Minstrell rare Sets him a shoar and which most strange may seem Where life he took there life restoreth him But now deer Muse with Ionas lets vs hie From the Whales belly and from ieopardy Of stormfull Seas of wreakfull Rocks and Sand Com com my Darling let vs haste to Land While busie poaring downward in the Deep The second part of this book treating of Fowles I sing of Fishes that there Quarter keep See how the Fowls are from my fancy fled And their high prayses quight out of my head Their flight out-flies me and my Muse almost The better half of this bright Day hath lost But cheer ye Birds your shadows as ye pass Seeming to flutter on the Waters face Make me remember by their nimble turns Both what my duty and your due concerns But first I pray for meed of all my toyl In bringing you into this HAPPIE I LE Vouch safe to waken with your various Notes The sense-less senses of those drowsie Sots Whose eye-lids laden with a waight of Lead Shall fall a-sleep the while these Rymes are read But if they could not close their wakefull eyes Among the Water's silent Colonies How can they sleep among the Birds whose sound Through Heav'n and Earth and Ocean doth redound The Heav'nly Phoenix first began to frame Of the admirable and Onely Phoenix The Earthly Phoenix and adorn'd the same With such a plume that Pboebus circuiting Prom Fez to Cairo sees no fairer thing Such form such fethers and such Fate he gaue-her That fruitfull Nature breedeth nothing braver Two sparkling eyes vpon her crown a crest Of starry Sprigs more splendent then the rest A golden doun about her dainty neck Her brest deep purple and a scarlet back Her description Her wings and train of fethers mixed fine Of orient azure and incarnadine He did appoint her Fate to be her Pheer And Deaths cold kisses to restore her heer Her life again which neuer shall expire Her life Vntill as shee the World consume in fire For hauing passed vnder diuers Climes A thousand Winters and a thousand Primes Worn-out with yeers wishing her end-less end To shining flames she doth her life commend Dies to reviue and goes into her Graue To rise again more beautifull and braue Perched therfore vpon a branch of Palm With Incense Cassia Spiknard Myrrh and Balm By break of Day shee builds in narrow room Her Vrn her nest her Cradle and her Toomb Where while she sits all gladly-sad expecting Som flame against her fragrant heap reflecting To burn her sacred bones to seed-full cinders Wherein her age but not her life she renders Her death The Phrygian Skinker with his lauish Ewer Drowns not the Fields with shower after showr The shivering Coach-man with his Icy Snowe Dares not the Forrests of Phoenicia strowe Auster presumes not Libyan shoars to pass With his moist wings and gray-beard Boreas As the most boistrous and rebellious slaue Is prisoned close in th' Hyper-Borean Caue For Nature now propitious to her End To her living Death a helping hand doth lend And stopping all those Mouths doth mildely sted Her funeralls her fruitfull birth and bed And Sol himself glauncing his golden eyes On th' odoriferous Couch wherein she lies Kindles the spice and by degrees consumes Th' immortall Phoenix both her flesh and plumes But instantly out of her ashes springs A Worm an Egg then then a bird with wings Her re-generation Iust like the first rather the same indeed Which re-ingendred of it'sselfly seed By noblely dying a new Date begins And where she loseth there her life she wins End-less by'r End eternall by her Toomb While by a prosperous Death she doth becom Among the cinders of her sacred Fire Her own selfs Heir Nurse Nurseling Dam and Sire Teaching vs all in Adam heer to dy The best application That we in Christ may liue eternally The Phoenix cutting th' vnfrequented Air Birds that follow the Phoenix and their natures Forth-with is followed by a thousand pair Of wings in th' instant by th' Almighty wrought With divers Size Colour and Motion fraught The sent-strong Swallow sweepeth to and fro The Swallow As swift as shafts fly from a Turkish Bowe When vse and Art and strength confedered The skilfull Archer draws them to the head Flying she sings and singing seeketh where She more with cunning then with cost may rear Her round-front Palace in a place secure Whose Plot may serue in rarest Arch'tecture Her little beak she loads with brittle straws Her wings with Water and with Earth her claws Whereof she Morter makes and there-with-all Aptly she builds her semi-circle Wall The pretty Lark climbing the Welkin cleer The Lark Chaunts with a cheer Heer peer-I neer my Deer Then stooping thence seeming her fall to rew Adieu she sayth adieu deer Deer adieu The Spink the Linot and the Gold-Finch fill The Linot The Finch All the fresh Aire with their sweet warbles shrill But all This 's nothing to the Nightingale The Nightingale Breathing so sweetly from a brest so small So many Tunes whose Harmony excells Our Voice our Violls and all Musick els Good Lord how oft in a green Oken Grove In the cool shadow haue I stood and strove To marry mine immortall Layes to theirs Rapt with delight of their delicious Aâ—ers And yet methinks in a thick thorn I hear A Nightingale to warble sweetly-cleer One while she bears the Base anon the Tenor Anon the Trebble then the Counter-Tenor Then all at once as it were chalenging The rarest voyces with her self to sing Thence thirty steps amid the leafie Sprayes Another Nightingale repeats her Layes Iust Note for Note and adds som Strain atlast That she had conned all the Winter past The first replyes and descants there-vpon With divine warbles of Division Redoubling Quavers And so turn by turn Alternatly they sing away the Morn So that the Conquest in this curious strife â—oth often cost the one her voice and life Then the glad Victor all the rest admire And after count her Mistress of the Quire At break of Day in a Delicious song She sets the Gam-vt to a hundred young And when as fit for higher Tunes she sees-them Then learnedly she harder Lessons gives-them Which strain by strain they studiously recite And follow all their Mistress Rules aright The Colchian Pheasant and the Partridge rare Diuers other delicate and gentle Birds The lustfull Sparrow and the fruitfull Stare The chattering Pye the chastest Turtle-Doue The grizel Quoist the Thrush that Grapes doth love The little Gnat-snap worthy Princes Boords And the green Parrat fainer of our words Wait on the Phoenix and
The stubborn'st heads of all the savage troop Of all the Creatures through the Welkin gliding Walking on Earth or in the Waters sliding Th' hast armed som with Poyson som with Paws Som with sharp Antlers som with griping Claws Som with keen Tushes som with crooked Beaks Som with thick Cuirets som with skaly necks But mad'st Man naked and for Weapons fit Thou gav'st him nothing but a pregnant Wit Which rusts and duls except it subiect finde Worthy it 's worth wheron it self to grinde And as it were with enuious armies great Be round about besieged and beset For what boot Milo's brawny shoulders broad And sinnewie arms if but a common load He alwayes bear what Bayes or Oliue boughs Parsly or Pine shall crown his warlik brows Except som other Milo entring Lists Courageously his boasted strength resists In deepest perils shineth Wisdoms prime Through thousand deaths true Valour seeks to clime Well knowing Conquest yeelds but little Honour If bloody Danger doo not wait vpon her O gracious Father th' hast not only lent God hath set them at enmity among themselues Prudence to Man the Perils to prevent Wherwith these foes threaten his feeble life But for his sake hast set at mutuall strife Serpents with Serpents and hast rais'd them foes Which vnprovoked felly them oppose The Viper and Scorpion with their young Thou mak'st th' ingratefull Viper at his birth His dying Mothers belly to gnaw forth Thou mak'st the Scorpion greedy after food Vnnaturally devour his proper brood Wherof one scaping from the Parents hunger With 's death doth vengeance on his brethrens wronger Thou mak'st the Weazell by a secret might The Weazell against the Basiliske Murder the Serpent with the murdering sight Who so surpris'd striving in wrathfull manner Dying himself kils with his baen his Baener Thou mak'st th' Ichneumon whom the Memphs adore The Ichneumon against the Aspick To rid of Poysons Nile's manured shoar Although indeed he doth not conquer them So much by strength as subtile stratagem As he that vrg'd with deep indignity By a proud Chalenge doth his foe defie Premeditates his posture and his play And arms himself so complet every way With wary hand guided with watchfull eye And ready foot to traverse skilfully That the Defendant in the heat of fight Findes no part open for his blade to light So Pharaohs Rat yer he begin the fray 'Gainst the blinde Aspick with a cleauing Clay Vpon his coat he wraps an Earthen Cake Which afterward the Suns hot beams doo bake Arm'd with this Plaister th' Aspick he approcheth And in his throat his crooked tooth he broacheth Whileth ' other boot-les striues to pearce and prick Through the hard temper of his armour thick Yet knowing himself too-weak for all his wile Alone to match the skaly Crocodile Hee with the Wren his Ruin doth conspire The Wren who seeing prest with sleeps desire The Ichneumon and the Wren against the Crocodile Nile's poysony Pirate press the slimy shoar Sodainly coms and hopping him before Into his mouth he skips his teeth he pickles Clenseth his palate and his throat so tickles That charm'd with pleasure the dull Serpent gapes Wider and wider with his vgly chaps Then like a shaft th' Ichneumon instantly Into the Tyrants greedy gorge doth sly And feeds vpon that Glutton for whose Riot All Niles fat Margents could scarce furnish diet Nay more good Lorst th' hast taught Mankinde a Reason God hath taught vs to make great vse of them To draw Life out of Death and Health from Poyson So that in equall Ballance ballancing The Good and Evill which these Creatures bring Vnto Mans life we shall perceiue the first By many grains to over-waigh the worst From Serpents scap't yet am I scarce in safety Fierce and vntameable beasts Alas I see a Legion fierce and lofty Of Sauvages whose fleet and furious pase Whose horrid roaring and whose hideous face Make my sense sense-less and my speech restrain And cast me in my former fears again Already howls the waste-Fold Wolf the Boar The Wolfe Boare Beare Ounce Tigre Leopard Vnicorne Hyaena Mantichora a kind of Hyaenae Cephus a kind of Ape or Munkey Chiurcae Whetts foamy Fangs the hungry Bear doth roar The Cat-faç't Ounce that doth me much dismay With grumbling horror threatens my decay The light-foot Tigre spotted Leopard Foaming with fury do besiege me hard Then th' Unicorn th' Hyëna tearing-tombs Swift Mantichor ' and Nubian Cephus coms Of which last three each hath as heer they stand Man 's voice Man's visage and Mans's foot and hand I fear the Beast bred in the bloody Coast Of Cannibals which thousand times almost Re-whelps her whelps and in her tender womb She doth as oft her living brood re-tomb But O! what Monster 's this that bids me battail On whose rough back an Hoast of Pikes doth rattle The Porcupine Who string-less shoots so many arrows out Whose thorny sides are hedged round about With stiff steel-pointed quils and all his parts Bristled with bodkins arm'd with Auls and Darts Which ay fierce darting seem still fresh to spring And to his ayd still new supplies to bring O fortunate Shaft-neuer-wanting Bowe-man Who as thou fly'st canst hit thy following foe-man And never missest or but very narrow Th' intended mark of thyselfs kindred Arrow Who still self-furnisht needest borrow never Diana's shafts nor yet Apollos quiver Nor bowe-strings fetch from Carian Aleband Brazell from Perù but hast all at hand Of thine owne growth for in thy Hide do growe Thy String thy Shafts thy Quiver and thy Bowe But Courage now heer 's coms the valiant Beast The Lion King of Beasts The noble Lion King of all the rest Who brauely-minded is as milde to those That yeeld to him as fierce vnto his foes To humble suiters neither stern nor statefull To benefactors never found ingratefull A memorable Historie of a Lion acknowledging the kindnes he had receiued of Androdus a Romane Salue I call to record that same Roman Thrall Who to escape from his mechanicall And cruell Master that for lucre vs'd-him Not as a Man but as a Beast abus'd-him Fled through the desart and with trauail'd tir'd At length into a mossie caue retir'd But thear no sooner gan the drowzy wretch On the soft grass his weary limbs to stretch But coming swift into the caue he seeth A ramping Lion gnashing of his teeth A thief to shamefull execution sent By Iustice for his faults iust punishment Feeling his ey 's clout and his elbows cord Waiting for nothing but the fatall Sword Dies ye◠his death he looks so certainly Without delay in that drad place to Die Even so the Slaue seeing no means to shun By flight or fight his fear'd destruction Having no way to fly nor arms to fight But sighs and tears prayers and wofull plight Embraceth Death abiding for a stown Pale cold and sense-les in a deadly swown At last again
Which her small fingers draw so ev'n and fine Still at the Centre she her warp begins Then round at length her little threds she pins And equall distance to their compass leaues Then neat and nimbly her new web she weaues With her fine shuttle circularly drawn Through all the circuit of her open lawn Open least else th' vngentle Windes should tear Her cipres Tent weaker then any hair And that the foolish Fly migh easter get Within the meshes of her curious Net Which he no sooner doth begin to shake But streight the Male doth to the Centre make That he may conquer more securely there The humming Creature hampred in his snare You Kings that beare the sword of iust Hostilitie The Lion to Kings Pursue the Proud and pardon true Humilitie Like noble Lions that do neuer showe Their strength and stomach on a yeelding Foe But rather through the stoutest throngs doo forrage ' Mid thousands Deaths to shew their daunt-les courage Thou sluggard if thou list to learn thy part The Emmet and Hedge-hog to the sloathfull Goe learn the Emmets and the Vrchins Art In Summer th' one in Autumn th' other takes The Seasons fruits and thence prouision makes Each in his Lodging laying vp a hoord Against cold Winter which doth nought affoord But Reader We resemble one that windes Man may finde in himself excellent instruction From Saba Bandan and the wealthy Indes Through threatning Seas and dangers manifold To seek far-off for Incense Spice and Gold Sith we not loosing from our proper Strand Finde all wherein a happy life doth stand And our owne Bodies self-contained motions Giue the most gross a hundred goodly Notions You Princes Pastors and ye Chiefs of War The head teacheth all persons in authoritie Do not your Laws Sermons and Orders mar Least your examples banefull leaprosies Infect your Subiects Flocks and Companies Beware your euill make not others like For no part 's sound if once the Head be sick You Peers O doo not through self-partiall zeal The Eys instruct Princes and Noble-men With light-brain'd Counsails vex your Common-weal But as both Eys doo but One thing behold Let each his Countries common good vp-hold You that for Others trauail day and night With much-much labour and small benefite The teeth such as trauaile for others Behold the Teeth which Toule-free grinde the food From whence themselues doo reap more greef then good Euen as the Hart hath not a Moments rest The Hart the Ministers of the Word But night and day moues in our panting brest That by his beating it may still impart The liuely spirits about to euery part So those to whome God doth his Flock betake Ought alwaies study alwaies work and wake To breathe by Doctrin and good Conuersation The quickning spirit into their Congregation And as the Stomach from the holesom food The stomacke the same Diuides the grosser part which is not good They ought from false the truth to separate Error from Faith and Cockle from the Wheat To make the best receiv'd for nourishment The bad cast forth as filthy excrement The Hands all Christians to Charitie If Bat or Blade doo threaten sodain harm To belly brest or leg or head or arm With dread-less dread the hand doth ward the blowe Taking her self her brethrens bleeding woe Then mid the shock of sacrilegious Arms That fill the world with blood and boistrous storms Shall we not lendour helping hands to others Whom Faith hath made more neer and deer then Brothers Nor can I see where vnderneath the Sky The whole body the whole society of mankind that euery one ought to stand in his owne vocation A man may finde a iuster Policy Or truer Image of a calme Estate Exempt from Faction Discord and Debate Then in th' harmonious Order that maintains Our Bodies life through Members mutual pains Where one no sooner feels the least offence But all the rest haue of the same a sense The Foot striues not to smell the Nose to walk The Tongue to combat nor the Hand to talk But without troubling of their Common-weal With mutinies they voluntary deal Each in his Office and Heav'n-pointed place Bee 't vile or honest honoured or base But soft my Muse what wilt thou re-repeat The Little-Worlds admired Modulet If twice or thrice one and the same we bring 'T is teadious how euer swect we sing Ther-fore a-shoar Mates let our Anchor fall Heer blowes no Winde heer are we Welcom all Besides consider and conceiue I pray W'haue row'd sufficient for a Sabbath Day THE END OF THE FIRST WEEK Du BARTAS His SECOND VVEEKE Disposed After the proportion of his First Into SEAVEN DAYES viz. THE 1. ADAM THE 2. NOAH THE 3. ABRAHAM THE 4. DAVID THE 5. ZEDECHIAS THE 6. MESSIAS THE 7. Th' ETERNAL SABBATH But of the three last Death preuenting Our Noble Poet hath depriued vs. Acceptam refero TO THE MOST ROYAL PATTERN AND PATRON OF LEARNING AND RELIGION THE HIGH AND MIGHTIE PRINCE IAMES BY THE GRACE OF GOD KING OF GREAT BRITAINE FRANCE IRELAND TR VE DEFENDER OF THE TR VE ANTIENT CHRISTIAN CATHOLIKE AND APOSTOLIKE FAITH c. 1. SONNET From ZEAL Land sayling with the Winde of Loue In the Bark LABOVR stirr'd by Theorems Laden with â—ope and with DESIRE t' approve Bound for Cape Comfort in the I le of IHMMES In such a Mist wee fell vpon the Coast That sodainly vpon the Rock Neglect Vnhappily our Ship and Goods we lost Even in a Place that we did least suspect So Cast away my LIEGE and quight vn-don We Orphan-remnants of a wofefull Wrack Heer cast a-shore to Thee for succour run O Pittie vs for our deer Parent 's sake Who Honour'd Thee both in his Life and Death And to thy guard his POSTHVMES did bequeath 2. SONNET These glorious WORKS and gratefull Monuments Built by Du BARTAS on the â—yrenaeis Your Royall Vertues to immortalize And magnifie your rich Munificence Haue prov'd so Charge-full to Trans-port from thence That our smal Art's-stâ—ck hardly could suffize To vnder go so great an Enterprize But is even beggerd with th' vn-cast Expense So that except our Muses SOVERAIN With gracious Eye regard her spent Estate And with a hand of Princely Fauour daign To stay her fall before it be too-late She needs must fail as lending Light about Self-spending Lamps for lack of Oyl go-out Voy Sire Saluste To the Right Excellent and most hopefull young Prince HENRY Prince of WALES ANAGR Henricus Stuartus Hic strenuus ratus THE TROPHEIS MAGNIFICENCE THe gratious Welcome You vouchsaf't yer-while To my grave PIBRAC though but meanly clad Makes BARTAS now no Stranger in this Isle More bold to come though suted even as clad To kiss Your HIGHNES Hand and with Your Smile To Crown His Haps and Our faint Hopes to glad Whose weary longings languish in our Stile For in our Wants our very Songs be sad Hee brings for
furious thrist of proud aspiring dies not Whose hands transported with fantastike passion Bear painted Scepters in imagination Then Auarice all-arm'd in hooking Tenters And clad in Bird-lime without bridge she venters Through fell Charybdis and false Syrtes Nesse The more her welth the more her wretchedness Cruell respect-less friend-less faith-less Elf That hurts her neighbour but much more her self Whose foule base fingers in each dunghill poar Like Tantalus starv'd in the midst of store Not what she hath but what she wants she counts A wel-wingd Bird that neuer lofty mounts Then boyling Wrath stern cruell swift and rash That like a Boar her teeth doth grinde and gnash Whose hair doth stare like bristled Porcupine Who som-times rowles her ghastly-glowing eyn And som-time fixtly on the ground doth glaunce Now bleak then bloody in her Countenance Rauing and rayling with a hideous sound Clapping her hands stamping against the ground Bearing Bâ—cconi fire and sword to slay And murder all that her for pitty pray Baning her self to bane her Enemy Disdaining Death prouided others dy Like falling Towrs o'r-turned by the winde That break themselues on that they vnder-grinde And then that Tyrant all-controuling Loue Whom heer to paint doth little me behooue After so many rare Apelleses As in this Age our Albion nourishes And to be short thou doest to battail bring As many Souldiers 'gainst the Creatures King Yet not his owne as in this life Mankinde True very Goods or seeming Goods doth finde Now if but like the Lightning in the sky These sudden Passions past but swiftly by The horrible effects of the Passions of the soule far more dangerous then the diseases of the body The fear were less but O! too-oft they leaue Keen stings behinde in Soules that they deceiue From this foul Fountain all these poysons rise Rapes Treasons Murders Incests Sodomies Blaspheming Bibbing Theeuing False-contracting Church-chaffering Cheating Bribing and Exacting Alas how these far-worse then death Diseases Exceed each Sicknes that our body seises Which makes vs open war and by his spight Giues to the Patient many a holsom light Now by the colour or the Pulles beating Or by som Fit som sharper dolor threatning Whereby the Leach neer-ghessing at our grief Not seldom findes sure means for our relief But for these Ills raign in our Intellect Which only them both can and ought detect They rest vnknown or rather self-conceal'd And soule-sick Patients care not to be heal'd Besides we plainly call the Feuer Feuer The Dropsie Dropsie ouer-gilding neuer With guile-full flourish of a fained phraze The cruell Languors that our bodies craze Whereas our fond self-soothing Soule thus sick Rubs her owne sore with glozing Rhetorik Cloaking her vice and makes the blinded Blain Not fear the touch of Reasons Cautere vain And sure if euer filthy Vice did iet The miserable corruption of our Times worse then all former Ages In sacred Vertues spot-less mantle neat 'T is in our days more hatefull and vn-hallow'd Then when the World the Waters wholly swallow'd I le spare to speak of foulest Sins that spot Th' infamous beds of men of mighty lot Least I the Saints chaste tender ears offend And seem them more to teach then reprehend Who bear vpon their French-sick backs about All riotous Prodigalitie disguised with the name of Liberalitie Farms Castles Fees in golden shreads cut-out Whose lauish hand at one Primero-rest One Mask one Turney or one pampering Feast Sends treasures scrap't by th' Vsury and Care Of miser Parents Liberall counted are Who with a maiden voice and mincing pase Quaint looks curl'd locks perfumes and painted face Effeminate curiofitie luxuvious Pride miscalled Cleanlines Base coward-hart and wanton soft array Their man-hood only by their Beard bewray Are Cleanly call'd Who like Lust-greedy Goates Insatiate lust and Beast like Loosenes surnamed Loue. Brothel from bed to bed whose Siren-notes Inchaunt chaste Susans and like hungry Kite Fly at all game they Louers are behight Who by false bargains and vnlawfull measures Extream Extortion counted Thrist Robbing the World haue he aped kingly treasures Who cheat the simple lend for fifty fifty Hundred for hundred are esteemed Thrifty Blasphemous Quarrels brauest Courage Who alwaies murder and reuenge affect Who feed on bloud who neuer doe respect State Sex or Age but in all humane lyues In cold bloud bathe their paricidiall kniues Are stiled Valiant Grant good Lord our Land Inhuman Murder highest Manhood May want such valour whose self-cruell hand Fights for our foes our proper life-blood spils Our Cities sacks and our owne Kindred kils Lord let the Launce the Gun the Sword Shield Beturn'd to tools to furrow-vp the field And let vs see the Spyders busie task Wov'n in the belly of the plumed Cask But if braue Lands-men your war-thirst be such If in your brests sad Enyon boyl so much What holds you heer alas what hope of crowns Our fields are flocks-less treasure-less our Towns Goe then nay run renowned Martialists Re-found French-Greece in now Natolian lists Hy hy to Flanders free with conquering stroak Your Belgian brethren from th' Iberians yoake To Portingal people Galizian-Spain And graue your names on Lysbon's gates again FINIS THE HANDI-CRAFTS THE IIII. PART OF THE I. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT The Prayse of Peace the miserable states Of Edens Exiles their vn-curious Cates Their simple habit silly habitation They finde out Fire Their formost Propagation Their Childrens trades their offerings enuious Cain His better Brother doth vnkindly brain With inward horror hurried vp and down He breaks a Horse he builds a homely Town Iron 's inuented and sweet Instruments Adam fore-tells of After-Worlds euents HEavn's sacred Imp fair Goddess that renew'st The Poet heere welcometh peace which after long absence seems about this time to haue returned into France The Benefits she brings with Her Th' old golden Age and brightly now re-blew'st Our cloudy sky making our fields to smile Hope of the vertuous horror of the vile Virgin vnseen in France this many a yeer O blessed Peace we bid thee welcom heer Lo at thy presence how who late were prest To spur their Steeds couch their staues in rest For fierce incounter cast away their spears And rapt with ioy them enter-bathe with tears Lo how our Marchant-vessels to and fro Freely about our trade-full Waters go How the graue Senate with iust-gentle rigour Resumes his Robe the Laws their ancient vigour Lo how Obliuions Seas our strifes do drown How walls are built that war had thundred down Lo how the Shops with busie Crafts-men swarm How Sheep and Cattle cover every Farm Behold the Bon-fires waving to the skies Hark hark the cheerfull and re-chaunting cries Of old and young singing this ioyfull Dittie Iö reioyce reioyce through Town and Citie Thanks-giuing to God for peace Let all our ayr re-eccho with the praises Of th' everlasting glorious God who raises Our ruin'd State who
relents stopt worthily By the pains horror and sins tyranny But one day drawing with dissembled loue His harm-less brother far into a Groue Vpon the verdure of whose virgin-boughs Bird had not pearcht nor neuer beast did brouz With both his hands he takes a stone so huge That in our age three men could hardly bouge And iust vpon his tender brothers crown With all his might he cruell casts it down The murdred face lies printed in the mud And lowd for vengeance cries the martyr'd blood The battered brains fly in the murd'rers face The Sun to shun this Tragike sight a-pace Turns back his Teem th' amazed Parrsâ—ide Doth all the Furies scourging whips abide Externall terrors and th' internall Worm A thousand kindes of liuing deaths doe form All day he hides him wanders all the night Flies his owne friends of his owne shade affright Scarr'd with a leaf and starting at a Sparrow And all the World seems for his fear too-narrow By reason of the multiplying of Mankinde the Children of Adam begin to build houses for their commodity and retreat But for his Children born by three and three Produce him Nephews that still multiply With new increase who yer their age be rise Becom great-Grand-sires in their Grand-sires life Staying at length he chose him out a dwelling For woods and floods and ayr and soyl excelling One fels down Firs another of the same With crossed poles a little Lodge doth frame Another mounds it with dry walls about And leaues a breach for passage in and out With Turf and Furse som others yet more grosse Their homely Sties in stead of walls inclose Som like the Swallow mud and hay do mix And that about their silly Cotes they fix Som make their Roofs with fearn or reeds or rushes And som with hides with oase with boughs and bushes Hee that still fearfull seeketh still defence Cain thinking to finde sum quiet for the tempests of his conscience begins to fortifie and builds a Towne Shortly this Hamlet to a Towne augments For with keen Coultar hauing bounded witty The four-faç't Rampire of his simple Citty With stones soon gathered on the neighbour strand And clayie morter ready there at hand Well trode and tempered he immures his Fort A stately Towr erecting on the Port Which awes his owne and threats his enemies Securing som-what his pale tyrannies O Tigre think'st thou hellish fratricide Because with stone-heaps thou art fortifi'd Prince of som Peasants trained in thy tillage And silly Kingling of a simple Village Think'st thou to scape the storm of vengeance dread That hangs already o'r thy hatefull head No wert thou wretch incamped at thy will On strongest top of any steepest Hill Wert thou immur'd in triple brazen Wall Hauing for aid all Creatures in this All If skin and heart of steel and yron were Thy pain thou could'st not less auoid thy fear Which chils thy bones and runs through all thy vains Racking thy soule with twenty thousand pains Kain as they say by this deep fear disturbed Supposeth to secure himselfe by the strength and swiftnes of a Horse which hee begins to tame Then first of all th' vntamed Courser curbed That while about on others feet he run With dusty speed he might his Deaths-man shun Among a hundred braue light lusty Horses With curious ey marking their comly forces He chooseth one for his industrious proof Description of a gallant Horse With round high hollow smooth brown ietty hoof With Pasterns short vpright but yet in mean Drie sinnewie shanks strong flesh-less knees and lean With Hart-like legs broad brest and large behinde With body large smooth flanks and double-chin'd A crested neck bowd like a half-bent Bowe Whereon along thin curled mane doth flowe A firm full tail touching the lowely ground With dock between two fair fat buttocks drownd A pricked ear that rests as little space As his light foot a lean bare bony face Thin joule and head but of a middling size Full liuely-flaming quickly rowling eys Great foaming mouth hot-fuming nosthrill wide Of Chest-nut haiâ— his fore-head starryfi'd Three milky feet a feather on his brest Whom seav'n-years-old at the next grass he ghest This goodly Iennet gently first he wins The manner how to back to break make a good Horse And then to back him actiuely begins Steady and straight he sits turning his sight Still to the fore-part of his Palfrey light The chafed Horse such thrall ill-suffering Begins to snuff and snort and leap and fling And flying swift his fearefull Rider makes Like som vnskilfull Lad that vnder-takes To hold som ships helm while the head-long Tyde Simile Carries away the Vessell and her Guide Who neer deuoured in the iaws of Death Pale fearefull shivering faint and out of breath A thousand times with Heav'n erected eys Repents him of so bold an enterprise But sitting fast less hurt then feared Cain Boldnes himself and his braue Beast again Brings him to pase from pasing to the trot From trot to gallop after runs him hot In full career and at his courage smiles And sitting still to run so many miles The ready speed of a swift Horse presented to the Reader in a pleasant and liuely description His pase is fair and free his trot as light As Tigres course as Swallows nimble flight And his braue gallop seems as swift to goe As Biscan Darts or shafts from Russian bowe But roaring Canon from his smoaking throat Neuer so speedy spews the thundring shot That in an Army mowes whole squadrons down And batters Bulwarks of a summon'd Town As this light Horse scuds if he doe but feel His bridle slack and in his side the heel Shunning himself his sinewie strength he stretches Flying the earth the flying ayr he catches Born whirl-wind-like he makes the trampled ground Shrink vnder him and shake with doubling sound And when the sight no more pursue him may In fieldy clouds hee vanisheth away The wise-waxt Rider not esteeming best To take too-much now of his lusty Beast Good Horsemanship Restrains his fury then with learned wand The triple Coruet makes him vnderstand With skilfull voice he gently cheers his pride And on his neck his flattering palm doth slide He stops him steady still new breath to take And in the same path brings him softly back But th' angry Steed rising and reaning proudly Striking the stones stamping and neighing loudly The CountenaÌ„ce Pride aud Port of a couragious Horse when he is chased Calls for the Combat plunges leaps and praunces Befoams the path with sparkling eys he glaunces Champs on his burnisht bit and gloriously His nimble fetlocks lifteth belly-high All side long iaunts on either side he iustles And 's wauing Crest courageously he bristles Making the gazers glad on euery side To giue more room vnto his portly Pride Cain gently stroakes him and now sure in seat The Dexteritie of a skilfull Rider Ambitiously seeks still som fresher
Som through the Plain but neither in the chace Dares once look back no not with half a face Their fear had no restraint and much less Art This throwes away his shield and that his dart Swords Morrions Pouldrons Vaunt-brace Pikes Launces Are no defence but rather hinderances They with their hearts haue also lost their sight And recking less a glorious end in Fight Than thousand base deaths desperatly they ran Into the flood that fats rich Canaan Then Iordan arms him 'gainst these infidels With rapid course and like a sea he swels Lakes vnder ground into his channel range And shallowest Foords to ground-less gulfs do change He fumes he foams and swiftly whirling ground Seems in his rage these bitter words to sound Die Villains die O more than in famous Foul Monsters drench your damned soules in vs. Sa sa my Floods with your cold moisture quench The lust-full flame of their self-burning stench Drown drown the Hel-hounds and revenge the wrong Which they haue done our Mother Nature long The River swiftly whirling-in the slaues Aboue with Bowes beneath with Bodies paues The gaudy Plume yet floting light and soft Keeps for awhile the hollow helm aloft But yet at length even those that smim the best Down to the bottom sink among the rest Striving and struggling topsi-turuy tost While fain they would but cannot yield the ghost Because the flood vnwilling to defile His purest waues with spirits so foul and vile Re-spews them still into themselues and there Smoothers and choaks and rams them as it were Then both at once Bodies and Soules at last To the main Sea or his own shoar doth cast The Kings of Sodom and Gomorrha then Their own Ambush serues against themselues Hoping to train the King of Elams men Among the Clay-pits which themselues before T' intrap the Foe with boughs had covered or'e Ran thither-ward but their confused flight In their owne ambush made their owne to light Wherin they lost the flowr of all their rest Sooner of death then of deaths fear possest One as he flies with trembling steps the dart Which from behinde nigh pearst him to the heart Tangling his foot with twyning tendrels tho Of a wilde Vine that neer a pit did growe Stumbles and tumbles in hung by the heels Vp to the waste in water where he feels A three-fold Fate for there O strange he found Three deaths in one at once slain hangd and drownd Another weening ore a Well to skip From the wet brim his hap-less foot doth slip And he in falls but instantly past hope He catcheth holde vpon a dangling rope And so at length with shifting hands gets-vp By little and little to the fountains top Which Thadael spying to him straight he hies And thus alowd vnto the wretch he cries Varlet is this is this the means you make Your wonted yoak of Elam off to shake Is this your Skirmish and are these your blowes Wher-with t' incounter so courageous Foes Sir leaue your ladder this shall serue as well This sword shall be your ladder down to Hell Go pay to Pluto Prince of Acheron The Tribute heer deni'd vnto your owne Heer-with he drawes his Fauchin bright and keen And at a blowe heaws both his arms off clean His trickling hands held fast down fell his Trunk His blood did swim his body quickly sunk Another roughly pushed by the Foe Falls headlong down into a Bog belowe Where on his head deep planted in the mud With his heels vp-ward like a tree he stood Still to and fro wauing his legs and arms Simile As Trees are wont to waue in windie storms Another heer on hors-back posting ouer A broad deep clay-pit that green boughs do couer Sinks instantly and in his suddain Fate Seems the braue Horse doubly vnfortunate For his own neck he breaks and bruzing in With the keen scales of his bright Brigandin His Masters bowels serues alas for Tomb To him that yerst so many times did comb His crispy Crest and him so frankly fed In 's hollow Shield with oats and beans and bread Simile Even so somtimes the loving Vine and Elm With double domage ioyntly over-whelm Shee wails the wrack of her deer Husbands glade He moans his Spouses feeble arms and shade But most it grieues him with his Trunk to crush The precious Clusters of her pleasing Bush And press to death vnkindly with his waight Her that for loue embraceth him so straight Yet Lot alone with a small troup assisted Lots valour The Martiall brunt with Manly breast resisted And thirsting Fame stands firmly looking for The furious hoste of Chedorlaomor But as a narrow and thin-planted Cops Of tender Saplings with their slender tops Is fell'd almost as soon as vnder-taken By Multitudes of Peasants Winter-shaken Lot's little Number so environ'd round Hemm'd with so many swords is soon hew'n down His vndanted resolution Then left alone yet still all one he fares And the more danger still the more he dares Like a strange Mastif fiercely set vpon Simile By mongrell Currs in number ten to one Who tyr'd with running growen more cunning gets Into som corner where vpright he sets Vpon his stern and sternly to his Foes His rage-full foaming grinning teeth he showes And snarls and snaps and this and that doth bite And stoutly still maintains th' vnequall fight With equall fury till disdaining Death His Enemies be beaten out of breath Arioch admiring and even fearing too What Lot had done and what he yet might doo Him princely meets and mildely greets him thus Cease valiant youth cease cease t' incounter vs. Wilt thou alas wilt thou poor soule expose And hazard thus thy life and Fame to lose In such a Quarrell for the cause of such Alas I pitty thy mis-fortune much For well I see thy habit and thy tongue Thine Arms but most thy courage yet so yong Showe that in SODOM's wanton walls accurst Thou wert not born nor in Gomorrha nurst O chief of Chivalry reserue thy worth For better wars yield thee and think hence-forth I highly prize thy prows and by my sword For thousand kingdoms will not false my word Past hope of Conquest as past fear of death Lot taken prisoner LOT yields him then vpon the Princes Faith And from his Camel quick-dismounting hies His Royall hand to kiss in humble wise And th' Army laden with the richest spoyl Triumphantly to th' Eastward marcht the while No sooner noyse of these sad novels cam Abraham with his family of 300. goes to rescue Lot Vnto the ears of faithfull ABRAHAM But instantly he arms to rescue LOT And that rich prey the heathen Kings had got Three hundred servants of his house he brings But lightly arm'd with staues and darts and slings Aided by MAMRE in whose Plain he wons ASCOL and ANER AMOR's valiant sons So at the heels he hunts the fearless Foe Yet waits aduantage yer he offer blowe Favour'd by streightness of the ways
should drop What booted all to me that am alone Alas my Lord I have enough for one That hath no issue after to inherit But my good seruant ELEAZAR'S merit Not so my Son replies th' Omnipotent Mistake not so my bountifull intent I 'll not disparage to a Servants Fee The rich estate and royall Dignitie That in my People shall heereafter shine No no mine ABRAM even a stock of thine Thine owne deer Nephews even thy proper Seed Shall be thine Heirs and in thy state succeed Yea thine owne Son 's immortal-mortall Race Shall hold in gage the treasures of my Grace The Patriarch then rapt with sodain Ioy Made answer thus Lives then my wandring Boy Lives IS MAEL is IS MAEL alive O happy news Lord let him everthrive And shall his Seed succeed so eminent Ah! let me die then then I die content IS MAEL indeed doth live the Lord replies And lives to father mighty Progenies For from the Day when first his Mother flying Thy ieloux SARA'S curst and threatfull crying To the dry Desarts sandy horror hi'd I have for both been carefull to provide Their extream Thirst due-timely to refresh Conducting them vnto a Fountain fresh In liquid Crystall of whose Mayden spowt Bird never dipt hir bill nor Beast his snowt And if I err not but I cannot err For what is hid from Hearts-Artificer What can the sight of the Sight-maker dim Another Exile yet attendeth him Where-in he shall in season feel and finde How much to him I will be good and kinde He shall growe Great yet shall his rest be small All shall make war on him and He on all Through Corslets Rivets Iacks and Shirts of Mail. Ismaels mightinesse His shaft shall thril the Foes that him assail A swift Hart's heart he shall even running hit A Sparrows head he shall even flying split And in the air shall make the Swallow cease His sweet-sweet note and slicing nimblenesse Yea O Saints-Firstling only for thy sake Twelue mighty Princes will I shortly make Spring from his Loigns whose fruitfull seed shall swaie Even vnto Sur from golden Havila Yet 't is not He with whom I mean to knit Mine inward Covenant th' outward seal of it ISMAEL may bear but not the efficace Thy Son but after flesh not after Grace But to declare that vnder Heavens Frame I hold nought deerer then mine ABRAHAM I 'll open SARA'S dry and barren womb Isaac promised From whence thine ISAAC Earths delight shall com To glad the World a Son that shall like thee Support the Faith and prop her Family Com from thy Tent com forth and heer contemple The golden Wonders of my Throne and Temple Number the Stars measure their bigness bright With fixed ey gaze on their twinkling Light Exactly mark their ordered Courses driven In radiant Coaches through the Lists of Heaven Then mai'st thou also number thine own Seed And comprehend their Faith and plainly read Their noble Acts and of their Publike-State Draw an Idea in thine owne conceit This This is He to and with whom I grant Th' eternall Charter of my Covenant In him the Covenant ratified Which if he truly keep vpon his Race I 'll pour an Ocean of my plentious Grace I 'll not alone giue him these Fields heer seen But even from India all that flowreth green To th' vtmost Ocean's vtmost sand and shelf I 'll give him Heav'n I 'll give him even my Self Hence hence the High and mighty Prince shall spring Of his ligne shall come Christ the Redeemer Sin 's Death's and Hell 's eternall taming King The sacred Founder of Man's soveraign Bliss World's peace world's ransom and world's righteousness Th' Eternal seem'd then towards Heav'n to hie Th' olde-man to followe him with a greedy eie The suddain dis-appearing of the Lord Seem'd like to Powder fired on a boord When smokingly it mounts in suddain flash With little flame giving a little clash Plenty and Pleasure had o're-whelm'd the while Prosperity plungeth the Sodomites in all manner of abhominations Sodom and Gomor in all Vices vile So that already the most ruth-less Rape Of tender Virgins of the rarest shape Th' Adulterous kiss which Wedlocks bands vnbindes Th' Incestuous Bed confounding Kindreds kindes Where Father wooes the Daughter Sister Brother Th' Vnkle the Niece and even the Son the Mother They did not hate nor as they ought abhor But rather scorn'd as sports they car'd not for Forbear deer Younglings pray a-while forbear Stand farther from me or else stop your ear At th' obscene sound of th' vnbeseeming words Which to my Muse this odious place affords Or if it's horror cannot drive you hence Hearing their Sin pray hear their Punishments These beastly Men rather these man-like Beasts Could not be fill'd with VENVS vulgar Feasts Fair Nature could not furnish their Desire Their most execrable sinne Som monstrous mess these Monsters did require An execrable flame inflam'd their hearts Prodigiously they play'd the Womens parts Male hunted Male and acted openly Their furious Lusts in fruitless Venery Therefore to purge Vlcers so pestilent Two heav'nly Scowts the Lord to Sodom sent 2. Angels sent down received and guested by Lot Whom deeming Mortals Lot importunates To take his Lodging and to taste his Cates. For Angels being meer Intelligences Have properly no Bodies nor no senses But sacred Legats of the Holy-One Of the nature and essence of Angels To treat with vs they put our Nature on And take a body fit to exercise The Charge they haue which runs and feeds and flies Dures during their Commission and that past Turns t'Elements whence it was first amasst A simple Spirit the glittering Childe of Light Vnto a bodie doth not so vnite As to the Matter Form incorporates But for a season it accommodates As to his Tool the quaint Artificer That at his pleasure makes the same to stir Yet in such sort that th' instrument we see Holds much of him that mooves it actively But alwaies in som place are Angels though Not as all filling God alone is so The spirit which all good spirits in spirit adore In all on all with-out all evermore Nor as environ'd that alone agrees To bodies bounded with extremities Of the next substance and whose superfice Vnto their place proportionable is But rather as sole selfly-limited And ioyn'd to place yet not as quantiti'd But by the touch of their liue efficace Containing Bodies which they seem t' embrace So visibly those bodies move and ost By word of Mouth bring arrands from aloft And eat with vs but not for sustentation Nor naturally but by meer dispensation Such were the sacred Guests of this good Prince Such courteous ABRAHAM feasted in his Tents When seeing three he did adore but one Which comming down from the celestiall Throne Fore-tolde the sad and sodain Tragedy Of these loose Cities for their Luxury You that your Purse do shut and doors do bar Exhortation to Hospitality
this Day strange will it seem to som One and the same is both the Corps and Tomb. Almighty Father Gracious God and Iust Mans pronenesse â—o fall without the support of Gods gracious faâ—â—our O! what hard-heartednes what brutish Lust Pursueth man if thou but turn thy face And take but from vs thy preventing grace And if provoked for our past offences Thou give vs vp to our Concupiscences O Harran'â— Nieces you LOTS daughters saw SODOM consumed in that Sulphury flaw Their Hills and Forrests calcined in fine Their liberall fields sowen with a burning brine Their stately houses like a coal-pitsmoaking The Sun it self with their thick vapours choking So that within a yard for stinking smother The Labourers could hardly knowe each other Their flowring Valley to a Fen exchang'd And your owne Mother to a Salt-stone chang'd Yet all alas these famous Monuments Of the iust rigour of God's Punishments Cannot deter you but even Sodom-like Incestuously a holy-man you seek Even your owne Father whom with wine you fill And then by turns intice him to your will Conceiving so O can Heav'n suffer it Lot drawen by his Daughter in drunkennesse to commit Incest with both of theÌ„ Even of that seed which did your selues beget Within your wombs you bear for nine months time Th' vpbraiding burden of your shame-less Crime And troubling Kindred's names and Nature quight You both becom even in one very Night Wives to your Fathers Sisters to your Sons And Mothers to your Brothers all at once All vnder colour that thus living sole Sequestred thus in an vnhaunted hole Heav'ns envy should all ADAM'S race have reft And LOT alone should in the World be left Had 't not been better never to haue bred Than t' have conceived in so foul a bed Had 't not been better never t' haue been Mothers Than by your Father to have born your Brothers Had 't not been better to the death to hate Then thus t' haue lov'd him that you both begate Him so much yours that yours he mought not be Sith of these Rocks God could immediatly Haue rais'd LOT Son-in-lawes or striking but Th' Earths solid bosom with his brazen foot Out of the dust haue reared suddain swarms Of People stay'd in Peace and stout in Arms. FINIS The FATHERS A PART OF THE II. PART OF THE III. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT The famous FATHER of the Faithfull heer Limn'd to the life in strife of Faith and Fear His Sonn 's sweet nature and his nurture such Endeer his TRIAL with a neerer Touch REASON'S best Reasons are by FAITH refell'd With GOD th' Affection for the Action held So counter-manding His command atchiev'd The Sire 's approoued and the Son repriev'd Heer had our Author liv'd to end his Works Should haue ensu'd the other PATRIARCHS O! 'T is a Heav'nly and a happy turn Of godly Parents to be timely born To be brought-vp vnder the watchfull eyn Of milde-sharp Masters awfull Discipline Chiefly to be even from the very first With the pure milk of true Religion nurst Such hap had Isaac but his Inclination Exceeds his Birth excels his Education His Faith his Wit Knowledge and Iudgement sage Out-stripping Time anticipate his age For yet a Childe he fears th' Eternall Lord And wisely waits all on his Fathers word Whose steady steps so duly he obserues That every look him for a lesson serues And every gesture every wink and beck For a command a warning and a check So that his toward Diligence out-went His Fathers hopes and holy document Now though that Abram were a man discreet Sober and wise well knowing what is meet Though his deer Son somtimes he seem to chide Yet hardly can he his affection hide For evermore his loue-betraying ey On 's darling Isaac glanceth tenderly Sweet Isaac's face seems as his Glasse it were And Isaac's name is musick in his ear But God perceiving this deep-settled Loue Thence takes occasion Abrams Faith to prooue And tempteth him But not as doth the Divell His Vassals tempt or Man his Mate to evill Satan still draws vs to Death's dismall Path But God directs where Death no entry hath Ay Satan ayms our constant Faith to foyl But God doth seal it never to recoyl Satan suggesteth ill God mooues to grace The Divell seeks our Baptisme to deface But God to make our burning Zeal to beam The brighter ay in his Ierusalem A Prince that means effectuall proof to make Simile Of som Man's Faith that he doth newly take Examins strictly and with much a-doo His Words and Deeds and every gesture too And as without within as well to spy-him Doth carefully by all means sift and try-him But God ne'r seeks by Triall of Temptation To sound Man's heart and secret cogitation For well he knowes Man and his ey doth see All thoughts of men yer they conceived be But this is still his high and holy driâ—t When through temptation he his Saints doth siâ—t To leaue for pattern to his Churches seed Their stedfast Faith and never-daunted Creed Yet out of season God doth never try His new-converted Children by and by Such novices would quickly faint and shrink Such ill-rigg'd Ships would even in launching sink Their Faith 's light blossoms would with every blast Be blowen away and bear no fruit at last Against so boistrous stroaks they want a shield Vnder such weight their feeble strength would yield But when his Words deer seed that he hath sowen Within their hearts is rooted well and growen And when they haue a broad thick Breast-plate on High peril-proof against affliction Such as our Abram Who now waxen strong Through exercise of many trials long Of faith of loue of fortitude and right Who by long weary wandrings day and night By often Terrors Lots Imprisonment His Wifes twice taking Ismaels banishment Beeing made invincible for all assaults Of Heav'n and Earth and the infernall Vaults Is tempted by the voyce which made all things Which sceptreth Shepheards and vn-crowneth Kings Giue me a voyce now O voyce all divine With sacred fire inflame this breast of mine Inuocation Ah! ravish me make all this Vniverse Admire thine Abram pourtrayd in my Verse Mine Abram sayd the Lord deer Abraham Thy God thy King thy Fee thy Fence I am Hie straight to Salem and there quickly kill Thine owne Son Isaac on that sacred Hill Heaw him in pieces and commit the same In Sacrifice vnto the rage-full Flame As he that slumbering on his carefull Bed Simile Seems to discern som Fancy full of dread Shrinks down himself and fearfull hides his face And scant draws breath in half an howrs space So Abraham at these sharp sounding words Which wound him deeper than a thousand swords Seised at once with wonder grief and fright Is well-nigh sunk in Deaths eternall night Death's ash-pale Image in his eyes doth swim A chilling Iee shivers through every lim Flat on the ground himself he groveling throwes A
arm shaking his Fawchin keen Wher-with he seems inspight of Heav'n and Hell To fight with Death and menace Israel At last he sinks all vnder water quite Spurning the sand again he springs vpright But from so deep a bottom to the top So clogg'd with arms can cleaue no passage vp As the poor Partridge cover'd with the net Simile In vain doth striue struggle and bate and beat For the close meshes and the Fowler 's craft Suffer the same no more to whuâ—e aloft I to your selues leaue to conceiue the ioy Of IACOB'S heirs thus rescu'd from annoy Seeing the Sea to take their cause in hand And their dead Foes shuffled vpon the sand Their shields and staues and Chariots all-to-tore Floating about and flung vpon the shoar When thus th' Almighty glorious God most High For them without them got the Victory They skip and dauâ—ce and marying all their voices To Timbrels Hawbois and lowd Cornets noyses Make all the shoars resound and all the Coasts With the shril Praises of the Lord of Hoasts 2. Part of this Tract where is discoursed of the estate of the People of Israell in the Wildernesse vntill the death of Moses Eternall issue of eternall Sire Deep Wisedom of the Father now inspire And shewe the sequell that from hence befell And how He dealt with his deer Israell Amid the Desart in their Pilgrimage Towards the Promis'd plentious Heritage Tell for I knowe thou know'st for compast ay With Fire by Night and with a Clowd by Day Thou my soul's hope wert their sole guide and guard Their Meat and Drink in all their Iourney hard Marching amid the Desart nought they lack Heaven still distils an Ocean for their sake Of end-les-good and every Morn doth send Sufficient Food for all the day to spend When the Sun riseth and doth haste his Race Half ours half theirs that vnderneath vs pase To re-beholde the bewty number order And prudent Rule preventing all mis-order Of th' awefull Hoast lodg'd in the Wilderness So favour'd of the Sun of Righteousness Each coms but forth his Tent and at his dore Findes his bread ready without seeking more A pleasant bread which from his plentious clowd Like little Haile Heav'ns wakefull Steward strow'd The yellow sands of Elim's ample Plain Were heaped all with a white sugred grain Sweet Corianders Iunkets not to feed God giueth them Manna This Hoast alone but even a World for need Each hath his part and euery one is fed With the sweet morsels of an vn-bought bread It is giuen from day to day It never rains for a whole year at-once But daily for a day's prouisions To th' end so great an Hoast so curbed straight Still on the Lord 's wide open hand should wayt And every Dawning haue due cause to call On him their Founder and the Fount of all Each for his portion hath an Omer-full The sur-plus rots mould knead it how they will The Holy-one iust Arbitrer of wrong Allows no less vnto the weak than strong On Sabbaoth's Eve he lets sufficient fall To serue for that day and the next with-all That on his Rest the sacred Folk may gather Not Bodie 's meat but spirituall Manna rather Thou that from Heav'n thy daily White-bread hast Thou for whom Haruest all the Year doth last That in poor Desarts rich aboundance heap'st That sweat-les eat'st and without sowing reap'st That hast the Ayr for farm and Heav'n for field Which sugred Mel or melled sugar yield That for taste-changing do'st not change thy cheer God's Pensioner and Angel's Table-peer It is a liuely figure of Christ the true bread of life O Israell see in this Table pure In this fair glass thy Saviour's pourtraiture The Son of God MESSIAS promised The sacred seed to bruize the Serpents head The glorious Prince whose Scepter ever shines Whose Kingdom 's scope the Heav'n of Heavens confines And when He shall to light thy Sin-full load Put Manhood on dis-knowe him not for God This Grain is small but full of substance though The same demoÌ„strated by particular conference CHRIST strong in working though but weak in showe Manna is sweet Christ as the Hony-Comb Manna from high and CHRIST from Heaven doth com With that there falls a pleasant pearly deaw CHRIST comming-down doth all the Earth be-streaw With spirituall gifts That vnto great and small Tastes to their tastes and CHRIST is all to all Food to the hungry to the needy wealth Ioy to th' afflicted to the sickly health Pardon to those Repent Prop to the bow'd Life's savour to the Meek Death 's to the Prowd That 's common good and Christ communicate That 's purely-white and Christ immaculate That gluts the wanton Hebrews at the last Christ and his Word the World doth soon dis-taste Of that they eat no less that haue one measure Than who haue hundred and in Christ his Treasure Of Divine Grace the faith-full Proselite Hath no less part than Doctors deep of sight That 's round Christ simple and sincerely-round That in the Ark Christ in his Church is found That doth with certain stinking worms becom Christ th' Ever-Word is scandall vnto som. That raineth not but on the sacred Race Christ to his Chosen doth confine his Grace That 's broken every grain Christ Lamb of God Vpon his Cross-press is so torn and trod That of his Blood the pretious Flood hath purl'd Down from Mount Sion over all the World The people lust for flesh Yet glutted now with this ambrosiall Food This Heav'nly bread so holy and so good Th' Hebrews do lust for flesh a fresh South-winde Brings shoals of Fowls to satisfie their minde God sends them Quailes A clowd of Quails on all the Camp is sent And every one may take to his content For in the Hoast and all the Country by For a days-iourney Cubit thick they lie But though their Commons be thus delicate Although their eyes can scarce look out for fat Although their Bellies strout with too much meat Though Epicures they vomit as they eat Yet still they howl for hunger and they long For Memphian hotch-potch Leeks and Garlick strong They long for the Garlike Onions of Egypt As Childe-great Women or green Maids that miss Their Terms appointed for their flourishes Pine at a Princely feast preferring far Red Herrings Rashers and som sops in Tâ—r Simile Yea coals and clowts sticks stalks and durt before Quail Pheasant Partridge and a hundred more So their fantastick wearisom disease Distastes their tastes and makes them strange to please But when the Bull that lately tost his horn In wanton Pride hangs down his head for lorn For lack of Water and the Souldier bleak Growes without Arms for his owne waight too-weak When fiery Thirst through all their veins so fierce Consumes their blood into their bones doth pearce Sups-vp their vitall humour and doth dry Their whilom-beauties to Anatomy They weep and wail and but their voyce
ground still woorm-like basely crawling Dare not attempt nor scarcely think precise Any great Act or glorious Enterprise Because Ambition Custom and the Law From high Estate hath bounded them with aw Where He that never rightly learn'd t obay Commandeth not with heavy Sword of Sway Where each i' th' Publik having equall part All to save all will hazard life and hart Where Liberty as deer as life and breath Born with vs first consorts vs to our Death Shall savage Beasts like-better Nuts and Mast Simile In a free Forrest than our choise Repast In iron Cages and shall we poor Sots Whom Nature Masters of our selues allots And Lords of All besides shall we go draw On our owne necks an ease-les Yoak of Aw Rather O IACOB chuse we all to die Than to betray our Native Libertie Than to becom the sporting Tennis-ball Of a proud Monarch or to yeeld vs thrall To seive or honor any other King Than that drad LAVV which did from SINA ring Another then whom Age made venerable 2. Another of a reverent Senator for Aristocracy or the rule of a chosen Synâ—de of the best men Knowledge admir'd and Office honorable Stands-vp and speaks maiestically-milde On other Piles the COMMON-WEAL to build Doubt-les said he with waste of Time and Soap Y'have labour'd long to wash an AETHIOPE Y'have drawn vs heer a goodly form of STATE And well we have had proof of it of late Shall we again the Sword of IVSTICE put In mad mens hands soon their owne throats to cut What Tiger is more fierce what Bear more fel Comparisons What Chaff more light What Sea more apt to swel Than is th' vnbridled Vulgar passion-toss't In calms elated in foul-weather lost What boot deep Proiects if to th' eyes of all They must be publisht in the common Hall Sith knowen Designs are dangerous to act And th' vn-close Chief did never noble fact DEMOCRACY is as a tossed Ship Void both of Pole and Pilot in the Deep Simile A Senate fram'd of thousand Kinglings slight Where voices pass by number not by waight Where wise men do propound and Fools dispose A Fair where all things they to sale expose Simile A Sink of Filth where ay th' infamousest Simile Most bold and busie are esteemed best A Park of savage Beasts that each-man dreads Simile A Head-les Monster with a thousand heads What shall we then do shall we by and by In Tyrants paws deiect vs servilely Nay rather shunning these extremities Let vs make choise of men vp right and wise Of such whose Vertue doth the Land adorn Of such whom Fortune hath made Noble-born Of such as Wealth hath rais'd above the pitch Of th' abiect Vulgar and to th' hands of such Such as for Wisedom Wealth and Birth excell Let vs commit the Reans of ISRAEL And ever from the sacred Helm exclude The turbulent base moody Multitude Take away Choise and where is Vertue 's grace What shall not Chance vnto Desert give place And Lots to Right Shall not the blinde be led Simile By those whose eyes are perfect in their head Chiefly amid ' such baulks and blocks and Pits As in best State-paths the best States-man meets Who may be better trusted with the key Comparison Of a great Chest of Gold and gems than they That got the same And who more firm and fit At carefull Stern of POLICIE to sit Than such as in the Ship most venture bear Such as their owne wrack with the State 's wrack fear Such as Content and having Much to lose Even Death it self rather than Change would chuse While he discourst thus on a Theam so grave 3. The Oration of a Noble yong Prince for Monarchy or the sole Soveraintiâ— of a KING Vp-rose a Gallant noble yong and brave Fo to the Vulgar one that hop't perchance One-day t' attain a Scepters governance And thus he speaks Your RVLE is yet too Free. Y'have proin'd the leaves not boughs of Publik-Tree Y'have qualified but not yet cur'd our Grief Y'have in our Field still left the tares of Strife Of Leagues and Factions For plurality Of Heads and Hands to sway an Emperie Is for the most part like vntamed Bulls One this way hales another that way pulls Simile All every-way hurried with Passion 's windes Whither their Lust-storms do transport their mindes At length the strongest bears the weakest down And to himself wholly vsurps the Crown And so in fine your Aristocracie He by degrees brings to a Monarchie In brief the Scepter Aristocratike And People-Sway have * A passion following any sicknesse symptomes both a-like And neither of them can be permanent For want of Vnion which of Gouernment Is both the Life-bloud and Preservative Wherby a STATE yong strong and long doth thrive But MONARCHY is as a goodly Station Built skilfully vpon a sure Foundation A quiet House wherin as principall One Father is obey'd and serv'd of all A well-rigd Ship where when the danger 's neer A many Masters strive not who shall steer The world hath but One God Heav'n but One Sun Quails but One Chief the Hony-Birds but One One Master-Bee and Nature natively Graves in our hearts the Rule of MONARCHY At sound of whose Edicts all ioynt-proceed Vnder whose Sway Seditions never breed Who while consulting with Colleagues he stands Le ts not the Victory escape his hands And that same Maiesty which as the Base And Pedestal supports the waight and grace Greatnes and glory of a well-Rul'd State It not extinguisht nor extenuate By being parcelliz'd to a plurality Of petty Kinglings of a mean Equality Like as a goodly River deep and large Simile Able to bear Ships of the greatest Charge If through new Dikes his trade-full Waters guided Be in a hundred little Brooks divided No Bridge more fears nor Sea more waighs the same But soon it loses both his trade and name And to conclude a wise and worthy Prince A KING compleat in Royall excellence Is even the Peoples prop their powrfull nerves And lively Law that all intire preserves His Countrie 's life and soule sight and fore-sight And even th' Almightie's sacred Picture right While yet he spake the People loudly cri'd A KING a KING wee 'll have a KING for Guide He shall command He shall conduct our Hoasts And make vs Lords of th' IDVMEAN Coasts Ingrate said SAMVEL will you then reiect Th' Almighties Scepter do you more affect New POLICY than his olde PROVIDENCE And change th' Immortall for a mortall Prince Well Rebels well you shall you shall have one A KINGs Prerogatiue But do ye knowe what followes ther-vpon He from your Ploughs shall take your Horses out To serve his Pomp and draw his Train about In gilden Coaches a wilde wanton sort Of Popiniayes and Peacocks of the Court He shal your choisest Sons and Daughters take To be his Servants nay his slaves to make You shall plant Vineyards
askt in vain For what is it Elijah cannot do If he be hungry Fouls and Angels too Becom his Stewards Fears he th' armed Bands Of a fel Tyrant from their bloody hands To rescue him Heav'n his confederate Consumes with Fire them and their fierie hate Or would he pass a Brook that brooks no bay Nor Bridge nor Bank The Water giues him way Or irks him Earth To Heav'n alive he hies And sauing Henoch onely He not-dies This Man of God discoursing with his heir Elijah taken vp aliue into Heaven Of th' vpper Kingdom and of Gods Affair A sodain whirl-winde with a whiffing Fire And flaming Chariot rapts him vp intire Burns not but fines and doth in fashion strange By death-les Death mortall immortall change A long-tail'd squib a flaming ridge for rut Seems seen a while where the bright Coach hath cut This sacred Rape nigh rapt Elisha too Who taking vp his Tutors Mantle tho Follows as far as well he could with ey The fire-snort Palfreys through the sparkling Sky Crying My father father mine fare-well The Chariots and the Horse of Izrael The Thisbian Prophet hangs not in the Air Amid the Meteors to be tossed there As Mists and Rains and Hail and hoarie Plumes And other Fierie many-formed Fumes Amid the Air tumultuous Satan roules And not the Saints the happy heav'nly Soules Nor is he nailed to some shining Wheel Ixion-like continually to reel For CHRIST his flesh transfigur'd and divine Mounted aboue the Arches Crystalline And where CHRIST is from pain and passion free There after death shall all his Chosen bee Elijah therfore climbs th' Empyreal Pole Where ever-blest in body and in soule Contemns this World becoms an Angel bright And doth him firm to the TRINE-ONE vnite But how or why should He this vantage haue Yer CHRIST right call'd the first-fruits of the Grave O happy passage O sweet sacred Flight O blessed Rape thou raptest so my spright In this Dispute and mak'st my weaker wit So many wayes to cast-about for it That I confess the more I do contend I more admire and less I comprehend For lack of wings then biding heer belowe With his Successor I proceed to showe How soon as he took-vp his Cloak to bear-it Elizeus or Elisha Within Elisha shin'd Elijah's Spirit By powr whereof immediatly he cleaves An vn-couth way through Iordan's rapid waves Past hope he gives to the Sunamian Wife A Son and soon restores him dead to life With sodain blindness smightes the Syrian Troup The which in Dothan did him round in coup Increaseth bread and of a pound of Oyl Fills all the Vessels in a Town that while His hoary head in Bethel laught to scorn Is veng'd by Bears on forty children torn Naaman's cleans'd and for foul Simonie Gehazi's punisht with his Leprosie Mends bitter Broath he maketh Iron swim As porie Cork vpon the Water's brim Rich Iericho's sometimes sal-peetry soil Through brinie springs that did about it boil Brought forth no fruit and her vn-holsom Brooks Voyded the Town of Folk the Fields of Flocks The Towns-men therefore thus besought the Seer Thou seest our Citie 's situation heer Is passing pleasant but the ground is naught The Water worse we pray thee mend the fault Sweeten our Rivers make them pleasanter Our Hills more green our Plains more fertiler The Prophet calls but for a Cruse of Salt O strangest cure to cure the brynie fault Of all their Floods and casting that in one Foul stinking Spring heals all their streams anon Not for an houre or for a day or twain But to this Day they sweet and sound remain Their Valley walled with bald Hills before But even a horror to behold of-yore Is now an Eden and th' All-circling Sun For fruitfull beauty sees no Paragon There labour-les mounts the victorious Palm There and but there growes the all-healing Balm There ripes the rare cheer-cheek Myrobalan Minde-gladding Fruit that can vn-olde a Man O skilfull Husbands giue your fattest Plains Five or six earths spare neither cost nor pains To water them rid them of weeds and stones With Muck and Marle batten and baste their bones Vnles God bless your Labour and your Land You plough the Sea and sowe vpon the sand This Iurie knowes a Soil somtimes at least Sole Paradise of all the proudest East But now the brutest and most barren place The curse of God and all the Worlds disgrace And also Greece on whom Heav'ns yerst so good Rain nothing now but their drad Furie's Flood The grace of God is a most sure Revenue A Sea of Wealth that ever shall continew A never-failing Field which needs not ay The cool of Night nor comfort of the Day What shall I say This sacred Personage Not only profits to his proper Age But after life life in his bones hee leaves And dead the dead he raiseth from their graves Nor is Elisha famous more for Miracles Than for the Truth of his so often Oracles He showes the Palms and Foils of Israell Benhadad's death the Raign of Hazael Beyond all hope and passing all appearance Deiected Ioram's neer relief he warrants For now the Syrian with insulting Powrs The fiege and Famine of Samaria So streict besiegeth the Samarian Towrs That even al-ready in each nook agrising Fell wall-break all-break Famin ill-advising Howls hideously even the bare bones are seen As sharp as kniues thorough the emptie skin Of the best bred and each-man seems almost No Man indeed but a pale ghastly Ghost Som snatch the bread from their owne Babes that pine Som eat the Draff that was ordain'd for Swine Som doo defile them with forbidden flesh Som bite the grass their hunger to refresh Som gold for Birds-dung waight for waight exchange Som of their Boots make them a Banquet strange Som fry the Hay-dust and it savorie finde Som Almond-shels and Nut-shels gladly grinde Som mince their Fathers Wills in parchment writ And so devoure their Birth-right at a bit The King when wearie he would rest awhile Dreams of the Dainties he hath had yer-while Smacks swallows grindes both with his teeth and iaws But only winde his beguil'd bellie draws And then awaking of his owne spare Diet Robbs his owne brest to keep his Captains quiet He is importun'd heer and there about Aboue the rest a Woman skrieketh out In moornfull manner with disheueled haire Her face despight her fashion showes despaire O! stay my Liege heat hear a grieuous thing Mothers eat their owne Children Iustice great Ioram Iustice gentle King O no not Iustice did I Iustice craue Fondling in Iustice thou canst nothing haue But a iust death nay but a Torture fell Nay but a Torment like the pains of Hell Yet even this Plea is worse then death to me Then grant me Iustice Iustice let it be For O! what horror can restrain desire Of iust Revenge when it is once afire My Lord I bargain'd and to bind the Pact By solemn Oath I sealed the Contract
a triple Morn Seems that long Day to brandish and adorn Sol goes and coms and yer that in the Deep Of Atlas shade he lay him down to sleep His bright Light-winged Gold-shod wheels do cut Three times together in the self-same rut Lord what are we or what is our deserving That to confirm our Faith so prone to swarving Thou daign'st to shake Heav'ns solid Orbs so bright Th' Order of Nature to dis-order quight To make the Sun's Teem with a swift-slowe pase Back back to trot and not their wonted Race That to dispell the Night so blindely-black Which siels our Soules thou mak'st the shade go back On Ahaz Dial And as Self-vn-stable Seem'st to revoke thine Acts irrevocable Raze thine owne Dooms tost in vn-steddy storm And to reform vs thine owne speech reform To giue thy Self the Ly and in a Word As Self-blam'd softly to put-vp thy Sword Thrice-glorious God! thrice-great thrice-gracious Heer-in O Lord thou seem'st to deal with vs As a wise Father who with tender hand Simile Severely shaking the correcting Wand With voice and gesture seems his Son to threat Whom yet indeed he doth not mean to beat But by this curb of fained Rigor aims To aw his Son and so him oft reclaims This Prince no sooner home to Heav'n returns But Israel back to his vomit turns Him re-bemires and like a head-strong Colt Runs headlong down into a strange Revolt And though â—osias Heav'n-deer Prince vho yong Coms wisely-olde to liue the older long Had re-aduanç't the sacred Lawes divine Propt Siou's Wall all ready to decline With his owne back and in his happy Raign The Truth re-flowr'd as in her Prime again Yet Iaeob's Heirs striue to resemble still Simile A stiff-throw'n Bowl which running down a Hill Meets in the way som stub for rub that stops The speed a space but instantly it hops It ouer-iumps and stayes not though it stumble Till to the bottom vp-side-down it tumble With puissant Hoast proud Nebuchadnezzar Now threatned Iuda with the worst of War Nabuchadnezar besiegeth Ierusalem His Camp coms marching to Ierusalem And her olde Walls in a new Wall doth hem The busie Builders of this newer Fold In one hand Swords in th' other Trowels hold Nor felder strike with blades than hammers there With firmer foot the Sieged's shock to bear Who seem a swarm of Hornets buzzing out Among thir Foes and humming round about To spet their spight against their Enemies With poysonie Darts in noses brows and eyes Cold Capricorn hath pav'd all Iuda twice With brittle plates of crystal-crusted Ice Twice glased Iordan and the Sappy-blood Of Trees hath twice re-perriwigd the Wood Since the first Siege What sayd the yonger sort Shall we growe olde about a feeble Fort Shall we not Martial but more Maçon-skild Shall we not batter Towrs but rather build And while the Hebrue in his sumptuous Chamber Disports himself perfum'd with Nard and Amber Shall We swelting for Heat shivering for Cold Heer far from home lie in a stinking Hold Shall time destroy vs shall our proper sloath Annoy vs more than th' Hebrues valour doth No no my Lord let not our Fervour fault Through length of Siege but let vs to th' Assault Let 's win 't and wear it tut Sir nothing is Impossible to Chaldean courages Contented sayd the King braue Bloods away Goeseck Renown ' mid wounds and death to-day Now in their breasts braue Honor's Thirst began Nabuzaradan Me thinks I see stout Nabuzaradan Already trooping the most resolute Of every Band this plot to prosecute Each hath his Ladder and the Town to take Bears to the Wall his Way vpon his back But the braue Prince cleaues quicker then the rest His slender Firr-poles as more prowes-full prest Alike they mount affronting Death together A Scalâ—dâ— But not alike in face nor fortune neither This Ladder slippery plaç't doth slide from vnder That over-sloap snaps in the midst asunder And souldiers falling one another kill As with his weight a hollow Rocky-Hill Simile Torn with som Torrent or Tempestuous windes Shivers it self on stones it vnder-grindes Som rashly climb'd not wont to climb so high With giddy brains swim headlong down the Sky Som over-whelmd vnder a Mill-stone-storm Lose with their life their living bodies form Yet mounts the Captain and his spacious Targe Bears-off a Mountain and a Forest large Of Stoans and Darts that fly about his ears His teeth do gnash he threats he sweats and swears As steady thear as on the ground he goes And thear though weary he affronts his Foes Alone and halfly-hanging in the ayr Against whole Squadrons standing firmly fair Vpright he rears him and his Helmet braue Whear not a Plume but a huge Tree doth wave Reflecting bright above the Paripet Affrights th' whole Citty with the shade of it Then as half Victor and about to venter Over the Wall and ready even to enter With his bright Gantlet's scaly fingers bent Grasping the coping of the battlement His hold doth fail the stones vn-fastâ—ed fall Down in the ditch and headlong he with-all Yet he escapes and getts again to shoar Thanks to his strength but to his courage more Now heer me thinks I hear proud Nergal raue Nergal In War quoth he Master or Match to haue By Mars I skorn yea Mars himself in Arms And all the Gods with all their braving Storms O wrathfull Heav'ns roar lighten thunder threat Gods do your worst with all your batteries beat If I begin in spâ—ght of all your powrs I 'll skale your Walls I 'll take your Crystall Towrs Thus spewd the Curr and as he spake withal Climbs-vp the steepest of a dreadfull Wall With his bare-feet on roughest places sprawling With hook-crookt hands vpon the smoothest crawling As a fell Serpent which som Shepheard-lad Simile On a steep Rock incounters gladly-â—ad Turning and winding nimbly to and fro With wriggling pase doth still approach his Foe And with a Hiss a Frisk and flashing ey Makes soudainly his faint Assailer fly Even so the Duke with his fierce countenance His thundring-voice his helms bright radiance Drives Pashur from the Walls and Iucal too A iolly Prater but a Iade to doo Brauer in Counsâ—il then in Combat far With Sephatiah tinder of this War And Malchy he that doth in Prison keep Vnder the ground a hundred â—ubits deep Good â—eremie and instrument alone Inspir'd with breath of th' ever-living ONE Let 's fly cries Pâ—shur fly this Infidell Rather this Fiend the which no waight can fell What force can front or who in count â—r can An armed Faulcon or a flying Man While Nergal speeds his Victory too-fast His hooks dis-pointed disappoint his haste Prevent him not of praise but of the Prize Which out of doubt he did his owne surmize He swears and tears what should what could he more He cannot vp nor will he down therefore Vnfortunate and vainly-valiant He 's fain to stand like the Funambulant
of Christ. On our Horizon brought the dayes broad light Haue led men's soules in dark eternall night Feel torments worthy of their wickedness 23 Next Symmachus Porphirius marches first Lucian and Celsus then whose hardned heart The Gospell knowen did labour to subvert And Iulian also of all Caesars worst 24 Who knowing well that tortures were but vain To force the Saints from the right Faith to straie By sugred stile studies another way Turns truth to lies and lies to truth again 25 Next I perceive the Circumcised Crew 4. Cabalists and Talmudists Rabbies Of Cabalists and butly Talmudists Troubling the Church with their mysterious Mists Who wel-nigh dead'gainst CHRIST do spet and spew 26 Much like to Snakes that wagg their sting-les sting When as their heads and bodies being slain They threat their Foes with force-less fury vain And to their Graues their Thirst of vengeance bring 27 Now com the Doctors of the Alcaron 5. Turkish Doctors Who mingling poyson by their subtill glose The World 's blinde eyes with darker Clouds inclose They shew their sorrow by their saddest mone 28 But who are these that wear Faith's Livery 6. Heretiks old and new And bear the badge of Faith's best Souldiars And yet are laden with such bolts and bars And so despised of Faith's company 29 These if I err not are the Heretiks Who pusht by proud and curious spirits do blend Both Heav'n and Earth and busily contend To lead the World in crooked paths and Creeks 30 Now as soft windes with straight constrayned breath Through chinks and crannies stealing privily Hurt more our health than boistrous blasts that fly And roule abroad the stones vpon a heath 31 And as the Foe that shakes the Citie 's wallâ— With thundring shot is not so dangerous As a lewd Burgess false and mutinous That in the Town stirs-vp domestik brauls 32 So Pagans Turks Iews doo not damnifie The Faith like these their open violence May be avoyded but false fair-pretence Is hardly scaped with much ieopardie 33 They make like vs a fair religious showe They haue like vs one Church one FAITH one Lord They read like vs one Bible and one Word So sly they are Gods Church to over-throwe 34 In foremost rank heer go the Sadduces That to deny Angels and Resurrection Both Spirits of grace and of reiection Then th' Esseans foul and Formal Pharises 35 Next that deceiver that devised first Simon Magus Nicolaus Author of the Sect of the Nicolaites Church-chaffering and after him insues That mariage-Foe who brutishly renews Pluto's not Plato's Common-law accurst 36 Cerinthus next all bruis'd and bleeding fresh Of Beam-pasht wounds that brain'd him suddainly When in the Baths profane he did denie Christs holy God-head hidden in our flesh 37 For having likewise warr'd against the same God-head of th' onely Man-God Ebion Paul Samyan Photin Carp'crate Artemon Shewe by their looks their sorrow and their shame 38 There mourns that Manés who did fondly fain Two divers Gods Authors of Good and Ill There Valentin the air with cries doth fill Who did deny that bodies Rise again 39 Cerdon great Patron of the Stoïcall Marcion Menander pitious Moan do make There sighes Apelles saying Christ did take Not simply flesh but flesh fantasticall 40 There goes Basilides who canoniz'd Cyrenean Simon in our SAVIOVRS steed Montanus there afrantik head indeed Who guiltless Children kill'd and sacrifiz'd 41 There Tatians Encratiâ—s Severioâ—s Sabellians too which seeking th' vnity In Gods great Essence lost the Trinity Abhor too-late their fond conclusions 42 There th' Alexandrian Priest that yerst did voyd Arrius His entrails at the stool whose Heresie Witching wel-neer th' Earths Vniversity With Sword and Schism the World so much annoy'd 43 Sadly beholds sad-marching Macedonius And Eunomus who at the first had sowen His poysonie seeds but after of their owne They gathered two other Sects erronious 44 Bizantian Nestor and our owne â—â—lagius Libian Donatus Luciferians Euticheans fond and fond Priscillians All frown and fret for inward grief outrageous 45 Shall I conceal Seruetus and the train Of those Dëists that in Sarmatia swarms And Kingling Muncer that with frantik arms Founds hundred sorts of Anabaptists vain 46 Both Syrtes sands I might as eas'ly number As number those whose sweet in chanting Writs With Error 's dregs have drenched wanton Wits Chiefly'n this Age which all corruptions cumber 47 For Satan now him so insinuates In faithless hearts that ween themselues be wise That so foul Error can he not devise But shall be backt by strong associates 48 I see the Beast that bears the purple Whore Great Anti-christ vsurping powr divine 7. Antichrist the Schismatiks Set on Seaven Hills who with her whordom's wine Makes drunk the Princes that her Seat adore 49 And last of all I see the Schismatiks Which renting Christ's vnseamed coat in twain Trouble the Church-peace with contentions vain Following too neer the steps of Heretiks Canto III. 1 GReat Sire's great Son Oliue God's liuely face Wisedom conceiued of the onely Wise To vs given Giver First and Last born twise Once in full Time once out of all Times space 2 Beam of that Sun which fills the world with Light Life of our life our death's death Stinger's sting Our perfect wise iust holy valiant King Word that no word can full express aright 3 O Lord draw draw me draw me from this throng Whose feet and hands are bold to war with thee For with dry eyes I can them never see Nor without grief recite them in my Song 4 Ah! I am out now my deer God I goe From Babel to Iernsalem the Land Of Life Saints house and holy Ark to stand Against all Seas and all rough storms that blowe 5 Lo heer these Champions that haue brauely-bold Withstood proud Tyrants stoutly consacring Their liues and soules to God in suffering Whose names are all in Life's fair Book in-roll'd 6 All-hail Saint-Souldiers let vs once imbrace O valiant Knights let me your hands and brows Adorn with Palms and with Apollo's boughs Let present honours former shames deface 7 Com sacred Kings O holy Princes com Com to this Triumph Lords whose valiant hands Haue Satan's kingdom sought to bring in bands And in your Crowns giv'n Faith the chiefest room 8 He that the first Isaac infranchized Moses Iosua Leads by the hand that Duke whose faithfull word Stopt Phoebus Coursers and whose conquering Sword Subdu'd the Land the Lord had Promised 9 He that but armed with an Asses bone Samson Slew thousand Foes Sangar Othoniel Ahod and Ieptha Barac Samuel And th' Heathen's scourge triumphant Gedeon 10 That great King-Prophet Poet Conqueror Dauid Sweet Psalmograph Asa that Idols brake He that made all the Idol-altars quake Iosias And after did the Paschal Lamb restore 11 Iehosaphat Ioathan Azarias And he whose life the Lord did dis-abbridge Whom Heav'nly arms from Assur did vnsiedge The most religious match-less Ezechias 12 Wise
hand he lets We are halfe putrified through sinnes contagious spot And without speedy helpe the rest must wholly rot Cut-off th' infected part then are we sound and free Els all must perish needs there is no remedie Most happy they from whom in this fraile life the Lord With smart of many paines cuts-off the paines abhord Of th' euer-neuer death wherein they lye and languish That heere haue had their ease and neuer tasted anguish But many which as yet the aduerse part approoue Conceiue â—â—not confesse that it doth more behooue By faintless exercise faire Vertue to maintaine Then ouer-whelm'd with Vice at rest to rust in vaine But yâ—â— th extremitie of sufferings doth dismay-them The force where-of they feare would easily ouer-lay them They loue the exercise the chastenings likewise like them But yet they would haue God but seld softly strike-them Els are they prest to runne to ruine with the Diuels They are so sore afeard of false-supposed euils Most wretched is the man that for the feare of nisâ—â—â— All liuely-breathing hopes of happy goodnes stifles Of nifles sir say they seeme all their bitter crosses As nothing nor their paines nor lamentable losseâ— That daily they indure were not the wretches blest If from their heaule load their shoulders were releast Who is not happy sure in misery and woe No doubt prosperity can neuer make him so No moâ—e then he that 's sick should find more ease vpon A glorious golden bed then on a wooden one Man harbours in himselfe the euill that afflicts him And his owne fault it is if discontentment pricks-him And all these outward ills are wrongfully accused Which flesh and blood doth blame for being rightly â—sed They all turne to our good but whoso takes offence Thereby hath by and by his iust rough recompence For neither in their power nor in their proof the same Are euil lauâ— effect but in conceipt and name Which wheÌ„ we lightly waigh the least of vs surmounts them Nor hurt they any one but him that ouer-counts them Neither ought that indeed for euill to be rated Which may by accident be vnto good translated Foâ—â—ll is euer ill and is contrarie euer Directly vnto good so that their natures neuer Can be constrain'd to brooke each other neither yet Can th' â—â—e â—â— euer turn'd to th' other opposite But plainly we perceiue that there 's no languor such But long continuance and custome lighten much Familiarizing so the Fit that how so fret it Euen in th' extremitie one may almost forget it What better proofe of this then those poore Gally-slaues Which hauing been before such Rogues and idle Knaues As shunning seruices to labour were so loth That they would starue die rather then leaue their sloth But being vs'd a while to tug the painfull Oare Labour that yerst they loath'd they now desire the more Or those that are assail'd with burning Feuer-fit Euen then when least of all they dread or doubt of it Who carefully complaine and crie and raue and rage Frying in inward flames the which they cannot swage Yet if it wax not worse the daintiest body makes it In eight daies as a vse and as a trifle takes it Or those that haue sometimes the painfull rack indured Who without change of paine being a while inured The paine that did constraine them to bewaile and weepe Seems them so easie then they almost fall a-sleepe All are noâ— euills then that are surnamed so Sith euill neuer can his nature mingle no Nor turne it into good whereas we plainly see On th' other side that these are changed sodainly And were they ills indeed sith they so little last Were 't noâ—â—â—eriâ— shaâ—e to be so much agastâ— But here againe say they th' ones nature neuer taketh The others nature on but still the stronger maketh His fellow giue him place and onely beareth sway Till that return'd againe driue it againe away Nay that can neuer be for neuer perfect good Can by his contrarie be banisht though withstood For good is euer good and where so e're it goe Euill doth euer striue but with too strong a foe There is no reason then these good or ill to call That alter in this sort and neuer rest at all Neither to blesse or blame them for the good or ill That euer in her selfe our soule concealeth still For if that from without our bale or else our blisse Arriued euermore withall must follow this That alwaies vnto all selfe ill selfe paine would bring Selfe good one selfe content but t is a certaine thing They are not taken for their qualitie and kind But rather as th' affects of men are most inclin'd One loosing but a crowne hath lost his patience quight Another hauing lost fiue hundred in a night Is neuer moâ—'d aiote though hauing lesse in store Then th' other hath by ods his losse might grieue him more One being banished doth nothing but lament Another as at home is there as well content And one in prison pent is vtterly dismaide Another as at home liues there as well appaid Needs must we then confesse that in our selues doth rest That which vphappieth vs and that which makes vs blest In vs indeed the ill which of our selues doth grow And in vs too the good which from God's grace doth flow To whom it pleaseth him true good that none can owe-yet Saue those on whom the Lord vouch safeth to bestow-it And that the bitter smart of all the paines that wring-vs From nothing but our sinne receiueth strength to sting-vs Yea surely in our selues abides our miserie Our Grand-sire Adam left vs that for Legacie When he enthrall'd himselfe vnto the Law of sin Wherein his guilty heires their griefe-full birth begin The Lord had giuen to him a Nature and a feature Perfect indeed and blest aboue all other creature And of this Earthly world had stablisht him as King Subiecting to his rule the reanes of euery thing His spirit within it selfe noselfe-debates did nurse Hauing no knowledge yet of better nor of worse His body euer blithe and healthfull felt no war Of those foure qualities that now doo euer iarre Nor any poysony plant nor any Serpent fell Nor any noysome beast could hurt in any deale He might without the taste of bitter death attaine Vnto the Hauen of Heauen where all true Ioyss doo raigne And had he not misdone he might haue well bequeath'd The same inheritance to all that euer breath'd How happy had he been if he had neuer eaten Th' vnlawfull fatall fruit that double Death did threaten O that he neuer had preferd the Serpents flatter Before th' eternall Law of all the worlds Creator You shall be said the Fiend like supreame Deities This sweet fruites sugred iuice shall open both your eyes Which now your tyrant God enuying all your blisse Blindes with a filmy vaile of black Obscurities Least that you should become his equals in degree Knowing both good and ill as well as euer he
doth so assaile-them And if their feare fall true that their Good-fortune faile-them Then swell their sullen hearts with sorrow till they burst And then poor desperate soules they deem theÌ„selues accurst And so indeed they are but yet they erre in this In blaming other things for their owne selfe-amisse Other indifferent things that neither make nor marre But to the good be good to th' euill euill are Is' t not great foolishnes for any to complaine That somthing is not don which doth him nought coÌ„strain Sith if he vse the same soule-health it hurteth not Or if he doo not vse t it helpeth not a iot But needs must we complain say some for we haue cause Then at your perill be 't for that which chiefly drawes You thereto 't is in truth your brutenesse in mis-deeming Things euill that are good for sense-contrary seeming And while that in the darke of this foule errors mist Your drowsie spirits doo droope alas what maruell is' t If euill follow you and if iniurious still To others you impute your selfe-ingendred ill Happy are they to whom the Lord vouch safeth sight To see the louely beames and life-infusing Light Of his sweet sacred Truth whereby we may perceiue And iudge a-rightly what to loue and what to leaue Such men within their soules their goods haue wholly plac't Such goods as neuer fire can either burne or waste Nor any Theefe can steale nor Pyrate make his praie Nor vsurie consume nor Tyrant take away Nor times all-gnawing tooth can fret away nor finish Nor any accident of sad mischance diminish For it is built on God a Rock that euer stands Not on the vanities of these inconstant sands Which are more mutable then wind and more vnstable And day by day doo make so many miserable O to what sweet content to what high ioyes aspires He that in God alone can limit his desires He that in him alone his hopes can wholly rest He that for onely end waites for the wages blest Wherewith he promiseth for euer sans respect Of their selfe-meriting to guerdon his Elect What is it can bereaue the wealth of such a man What is it that disturbe his perfect pleasures can What is it can supplant his honours and degrees Sith all his treasures his delights his dignities Are all laid vp in Heauen where it were all in vaine For all the sonnes of earth to warre with might and maine No doubt will some man say each Christian doth aspire After their bodies death to those deere treasures higher That are reserv'd in Heauen whereof the sweet possession Feares not the violence of all the worlds oppression But while that heere below this fraile flesh-burthen ties-him But the bare hope he hath which how can it suffice-him Against the sharpe assaults of passions infinite Whose glad-sad crosse conflicts afflict him day and night Needs must I graunt indeed that that same perfit ioy We cannot perfitly vpon this earth enioy But that that Hope alone doth not sufficiently Blesse his life where it liues for my part I denie Some doo not feare we see to spend their stock and store To vnder-take the taske of many trauailes sore To hazard limmes and liues in seruice of some Lord Depending oft vpon his foole-fat-feeding word Or waiting els perhaps without all other hold Vntill it please himselfe his franknes to vnfold Not reaking all their paine they are so inly pleas'd With hoped benefit whereof they are not seaz'd And shall th' assured hope of euer-blisses then For which we haue the word not of vaine mortall men That teach their tongues to lie but of the highest God The God of truth truth's selfe where truth hath still abode Shall that I say not serue to settle our faint hearts Against I will not say like dangers and like smarts But 'gainst these petty griefes that now and then do pain-vs No more like those then heauen neer earth that doth sustain-vs Ah shall we then despise all trouble and vexation Supported by a prop of doubtfull expectation And while for earthly things we can indure all this Shall we not do asmuch for an immortall blisse Indeed not of our selues for selfly nought we can But God when pleaseth him doth giue this strength to man Whereby he standeth stout euen like a mightie rocke Amid the mounting waues when Eole doth vnlocke Sterne Austers stormie gate making the waters wrastle And rush with wrathfull rage against the sturdie castle While it for all the force of their fell furie showne Is not so much as moou'd and much lesse ouerthrowne So fareth such a man for if from high degree He sodainly do slide to liue contemnedly With the vile vulgar sort that cannot make him wauer For well he is assur'd that Gods high holy fauour Depends not on the pomp nor vaine-proud state and port That for the grace of Kâ—ngs adornes the courtly sort If he be kept in bands thrâ—l to the tyrannies And extreame-cruell lawes of ruthless enimies Both voide of helpe and hope and of all likelihood Of being euer freed from their hands thirsting-blood Inspight of them he knowes that one day he shall die And then he shall inioy an endles Libertie If he be forc't to flie from his deere country-clime In exile to expire the remnant of his time He doth suppose the World to be a Country common From whence no tyranny till death can banish no-man If that he must forsake his Parents and his Kin And those whose amitie he most delighteth in He knowes that where he finds a man he findes a Kins-man For all mankind is come from oneselfe Father sinnes-man If being spoil'd of wealth wanton-pampering plentie He find vpon his boord two dishes scant of twenty And to his back one coate to keepe the cold away Whereas he had before a new for euery day He learneth of Saint Paul who bids vs be content With food and furniture to this life competent Sith nothing as saith Iob into this world we brought Nor with vs when we die can we hence carrie ought If he be passing poore and in exceeding glack Of euery needfull thing for belly and for back He learneth of the Sonne that God the Father heedeth To giue to euery one in time the thing he needeth And that the Fowles of Heauen and Cattel small and great Doo neither sowe nor reape yet find they what to eate Yea that the Lillies faire which growe among the grasse Doo neither spin nor worke and yet their garments passe For colour and for cost for Art and ornament The glorious Salmon's rich robes of Parlament If so that he be sicke or wounded in the arme In body back or brest or such like kind of harme If in extremitie of angry paine and anguish Enfeebled still by fits he bed-rid lye and languish If all the miseries that euer martyr'd man At once on euery side afflict him all they can The more that he endures the more his comforts growe Sith so
Eden Pigmes little people of the North a Cubit high Pyrene a princesse from whom Pyrene Mountaines which diuide France and Spaine are so called Pindus a Mountaine sacred to the Muses Pierian Maydes the Muses Pirrhon read Pirrho a Philosopher alwayes doubtfull of all things yea euen of those subiect to our senses Plato Prince of the Academiks sirnamed diuine and indeede the most neere approaching diuinitie of all the heathen Pleiades the 7. Starres Plessis a noble learned Frenchman of our time a notable defender of the Truth of Christian religion against all Iewes Turkes Pagans Papists Atheists and Infi-Infidels what-soeuer Pluto the God of Hell and of Riches the Diuell and all Po the riuer that watreth Lum bardy the garden of Italy Polypes a subtill fish called a Manie-feete or Pourcontrell Polymnia manifold memory in variety of knowledge Poles the imagined Hinges of the Heauens whereon the World is turned commonly vsed for heauen Poetasters Base Counterfait vnlearned witlesse wanton Poets that pester the World either with idlevanities or odious villanies Porphirie Marble Porus a King of India of huge stature ouercome by Alexander Polygamie the hauing of many wiues Polyphem a huge and cruell Gyant with one ey in his fore-head Pomona Goddesse of fruits Pontik heath Pontus is a region in Asia minor fronting East-ward vpon Colchis Progne Pandions daughter sister of Philomele and wife of Tereus transformed to a swallow Proteus a Sea-god that taketh on him all shapes Problems mathematicall propositions referred especially to practise Prometheus is fained to haue made the first man and to haue stollen fire from heauen to put life into his Creature Pryenian Sage Bias. Ptolomeus Philadelphus most famous for his learning and loue to the learned and especiallie for his noble Librarie erected in Alexandria Pyramides exceeding huge high Spires built by the kings of Egypt for fond idle ostentation of their riches and pride Pyrausta a fier-flye or winged worme breeding and liuing onely in the fier Python a horrible Dragon slaine by Apollo Pagan Heathen an Infidel vncircumcised vnbaptized that knowes not God Phydias a famous Caruer in wood and stone Persyphone look Furies Pirenes look Bigaurian Phrygian Musick look Dorik Pellean Prince Alexander the great borne in the Citie of Macedonia called Pella as was also Philip his father Panomphean all-hearing Phyxian fugitiue Proselyte a stranger new-conuerted to our faith fashioÌ„ Pharan a Citie between Egypt Arabia also a Wildernes which the Israelites passed in their Pilgrimage to Canaan Pharus look Pharos Pirrhus a valiant King of the Epirots a notable Enemie to the Romans Pass-Lamb the Paschal Lamb. Pelusian Foord Nilus the great Riuer of Egypt Pythian Knight is Apollo sir-named Pythias for slaying the dreadfull Serpent Pytho Parian Rocks mountaines of white Marble or Alabaster in the I le of Paros Patagons Indian Canibals such as eate mans flesh Posthumus one borne after his Fathers death Prodigies extraordinary and miraculous accidents Picts ancient inhabitants of a part of Scotland Para-Nymphes Bride-dressers too curious prankers of themselues Pyrrhik Galliard a kinde of dauncing in armour inuented by Pyrrhus Porphire a kind of red Marble Plynth a part of the base of a piller flat square like a Tyle R RAbbines great Doctors among the Iewes Rabican the name of a gallant horse in Orlando Furioso Regulus a noble Consul and resolute Captaine of the Romans in the Punik-war Remora a little fish which som call a Suck-stone that suddainly stoppeth a ship vnder al her sayles in her ful course Rendez vous an appointed place of meeting Romes Dragon the Pope Ryphean wood Forrests of Scythia Rhea the same that Cibele Vesta Tellus the Earth Rheubarb an excellent rooâ—t and very pretious for the purging quality Rubrick the Titles Directions in the olde Psalters or Seruice-Bookes so called because they are written or printed in red Letters S SAba chiefe Cittie of the Sabaeans in Arabia abouÌ„ding in CinamoÌ„ Cassia Frankincense and Myrrhe Salamander a spotted beast like a Lizard whose extream coldnes quencheth the fire Salmoneus a King that with certaine violent Engins counterfaited Thunder Salust a notable Roman Histo riographer also the sirname of our noble and renowned Author du BARTAS Samian wise Pythagoras Sardanapalus a most effeminate king the last of the Assyrians Sargus a Fish strangely lustfull Saturnes doore the end of Time Saturnales feasts kept in December in the honour of Saturne Satyres nipping Poesies that reproue vice sharpely without respect of persons Scaliger Iosephus now liuing a Frenchman admirable in all Languages for all manner of learning Scipio sir-named Affirican a most wise valiant vertuous Captaine of the Romans who being ill requited for infinite honourable seruices sequestred himselfe to a Country-life Scirrhes a kinde of hard yet paine-lesse swellings in the flesh Scolopendra a certain Fish that easleth forth her bowels to cleere them from the hook Scopas a notable Architect imployed in the building of Mausolus Tomb which is numbred among the seauen wonders of the world Syrtes dangerous sands in the Lybian Sea Serean Forrests now Cathay and Cambalu are in Asian Scythia abounding in the best Silkes Serranus a worthy Romane fetcht from his plough to the Dictatorship which was for the time an office of King-like Authority Sentinel a scout or Night-watch in a Camp or Towne of Garrison Seraphin an Angell Sein the riuer of Paris Shynar or Sennaar the plaine where Nimrod built the Tower of Babel Sibyls Prophetesses Varro remembreth 10. of them Semiramis the proud and wanton Queen of Babylon wife of Ninus Sirius the Dogge star at whose rising the Dog-dayes alwayes begin Skinc Alexandrian a kinde of Serpent a land Crocodile Skinker the signe Aquarius Sol the Sunne one of the 7. Planets Solides 5. regular bodies or figures Geometricall viz. the Circle Cube Pyramid Cilinder and Dodochaedron Sostrates a notable Architect builder of the Lanthorn-Tower in the I le of Pharos Stagirian Aristotle there born Hell Stix Stigian strand Steropes one of Vulcans Cyclopes Stoikes seuere Philosophers pretending to condemne al Passions and esteeming all things to be ordered by an ineuitable necessity of Fate of Destinie Strymon a Riuer between Macedon and Thrace Suisses wee call them Swizers the warlike people of the Cantons of Heluetia Sulphur Brimstone Star-shippe Argos a signe or Constellation in Heauen supposed to haue been the Shippe that Iason and his fellowes fetcht the Golden Fleece in Synonimas words of the same signification Symbolize to resemble or agree Sympathie consent or resemblance of qualitie Symphonie consent of time or harmonie Symmetrie proportioÌ„ of parts betweene themselues to their whole Syracusa a great wealthy and wanton Citie in Sicilia Syrens Mer-Maydes Satyr a wilde wood-monster halfe man halfe-goate also a kinde of nipping Poesie reproouing vice vnpartially Salem Ierusalem Spartans look Lacaedemon Sina or Sinai a mountaine in Arabia the same that Horeb where the Lawe was giuen to Moses Salamina an Iland and Citie in the Euboik Sea now
folke vncircumcis'd our land destroy Because we him offend while we haue breath Alas yet honour honour him in death And if we lose and all be ouercome Let patience winne the glory of martyrdome Forsooth though Assurs soldiers braue and bold Extinguish quite the race of Izak old Yet shall they not deface the liuing Lorde As these Apostats falsly do afforde For he who peopled first this world so round But with one man from whom the rest abound And who long after in an arke of wood Repaird the waste made by the genrall flood May he not eke transforme the hardned stone To people who will honour him alone And may not he do now as he hath donne Who gaue to Abrams barren wife a sonne Them giuing Children moe then in the heauen Are starrie Circles light as firie leauen And mo then Northren windes that driues the Rack Of Cyrene sands in number can compack Who will obserue his lawe an hundreth folde More zealously then wee who should it holde ' Then fathers chose you warres for better tels 'To lose like Iewes then winne like infidels ' Let not the greede of gaine your hearts attame 'To leaue the right preferre not feare to shame Scarce enden was th' Oration of this Lord When all the Princes with a sound accord By word and deed confirmde his good aduise The chiefe Priest gladdest of this enterprise Vnto the heauen held vp his hands and face And sayd I thanke the Lord who of his grace ' Conioynes no lesse our wils then bolds our harts 'A sure presage that God is on our parts This done vnto his princes he diuides The tribes and townes and ordaines them for guides For feare least some of them led with ambition In Izrell might stirre-vp some sedition So they withdrew and stoutly did prouide This furious storme of Mars for to abide Then as ye see sometime the honie Bees Comparison Exerce themselfs on buddes of sweetest trees Where they sometime assault the buzzing waspe That comes too neere their flowrs away to claspe Or when they hony draw from smelling Time Or from the palme or Roses of the prime And how they draw their wax with wondrous art Obseruing iointure iust in euerie part Both vp and downe they build ten thousand shops With equal spaceful fild vpto the tops Or where the master Bee of thousand bands Conducts the rest in legions throw the lands Who daily keeps within their Cities wall Their house their work their lawes and maners all So thus the sonnes of Iacob ply'd their paine VVith hote desire their quarrell to sustaine Some built the breaches of their broken town Preparations of defence That Heaven and Panim yre had casten down Some other found a cautell gainst the Ramme To saue the wall vnbroken where it camme Thus Iacobs towns on all sides had their flanks VVith Gabions strong with bulwarks and with banks Some others busie went and came in routs To terrace towers some vnder baskets louts Some others also wanting time and might To strength their towns yet vs'd all kinde of slight To dig vp ditches deepe for cisterns good To draw them to the best and neerest flood While th' Armorers with hammers hard and great On stiâ—hies strong the sturdy steelâ— doth â—eate And makes thereof a corpslet or a â—acke Sometime a helme sometime a mace doeth make While sheepherds they enarme vnus'd to danger While simple birds and whiles the wandring stranger Thetilling Culter then aspeare was made The crooked Sithe became an euened blade The people foode forgets no ease they take Some on a horse some on his proper backe Some on a Cart some on a Cammell beares Corne wine and flesh to serue for many yeares As done these Emets that in sommer tide Comparison Comes out in swarmes their houses to prouide In haruest time their toyle may best be seene In paths where they their cariage bring betweene Their youth they send to gather-in the store Their sick and old at home do keep the â—kore And ouer grainels great they take the charge Oft turning corne within a chamber large When it is dight least it do sproâ—te or seede Or come againe or weevels in it breede FINIS THE SVMMARIE OF The II. BOOKE VVE haue heard before how the people of God vsed all diligence to maintaine the libertie of Gods true religion their Countrey Now is set forth the extreame pride of Hoâ—ophernes who thought with one word to ouerthrow them all But to make himselfe some pastime he assembleth his Councell to vnderstand of them what people they were that inhabited the mountaines in the Frontieres of IVDEA that durst make him resistance Vpon this he is informed by the mouth of one of his chiefe captaines of that which he looked not for to wiâ—te a discourse of the History of the IEVVES from the time of ABRAHAMS comming out of Caldea to enter into the land of Promise vnto them deliuerance from the Captiuitie of Babylon following the order of the times quoted by the holy scriptures with the praises of the prouidence of the almightie God in defending of his Church and a sharpe threatning to those that dare presume to disquiet the same The chiefe Counsellers of the Heathen hearing this became more trueth incenâ—ing their Generall to murder this Captaine But HOLOPHERNE with vaine ambition deferâ—eth their bloody request and after that he had outraged him in words he further blasphemeth the liuing Lord. And lastly caused him to be bound hand and â—oote and so caried neere to the Citie of Bethulia where he is by the besâ—oged Souldiers brought into the Citie and there declareth his case exhorting them to continue constant to God and their Countrey and promiseth his assistance to his liues end THE SECOND BOOKE of IVDITH Now Holophern in Scythique Rampier stood With standards pight of youthly heathen blood Of nothing thinking lesse then warre and fight But in deuising pastime day and night Till he was war that Iacob would aduance Against his Panim force and arrogance A packe of what a packe of countrey clownes Quoth Holophern that them to battell bownes With beggers bolts and 〈…〉 to arrest My warriours strong with whom I haue supprest Both Tigris swift and faire Euphrates stream People of Asia With frosty Taurus and rocke Niphathoame Are they not wrackt ye Cheefs of Moabits And valiant Ephrem ye strong Ammoniâ—s Ye that as neighbours knowes this folke of olde That scattered thus doe all these mountaines hold Tell me what men are they of what off-spring What is their force their customes and their king ' For wise is he that wots with whom he playes ' And halfe is victor as the Prouerbe sayes The Lord of Ammon then with reverence due Right wisely spaâ—k the Duke and yet for true He was a Panim both of faith and kinde But so with fained tongue he spake his minde And all the Hebrews acts discourst so well That Esdr ' and Moses seemd in him to dwell As