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A91224	Mount-Orgueil: or Divine and profitable meditations raised from the contemplation of these three leaves of natures volume, 1. Rockes, 2. Seas, 3. Gardens, digested into three distinct poems. To which is prefixed, a poeticall description, of Mount-Orgueil Castle in the Isle of Jersy. By VVilliam Prynne, late exile, and close prisoner in the sayd Castle. A poem of The soules complaint against the body; and Comfortable cordialls against the discomforts of imprisonment, &c. are hereto annexed.	Prynne, William, 1600-1669.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Rockes improved.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Christian sea-card.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Christian paradise.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Comfortable cordials.	1641 (1641)	Wing P4013C; ESTC R231891	119,024	224

they lost before O let this arme us against all the feare Of death or grave and still us joy and cheare 12. When wee behold some tender bud or blade Nipt with the frost winds stormes to fall and fade So soone as shot forth wee may learne thereby How men oft times even in their infancie As soone as borne yea sometimes in the wombe Are nipt and cropt by death and to their Tombe Depart from hence so soone so suddainly As if they were borne onely for to dye Let younglings then as well as old prepare For death from which none un-exempted are 13. When as we view the bravest fairest flowers Cropt blasted withred vanisht in few houres We may therefrom contemplate how that wee By suddaine death oft blasted withred be Cropt off consumed in few minutes space Even in the flowre prime pride choyce vigour grace Of all our dayes when death from us did seeme The farthest off and we did not once dreame Of its approach A truth we daily see Which should teach youth for death prepard to be 14 The ripe fruits seedes which wee in gardens view Pluckt off and gathered clearly to us shew How men of ripe yeares are most commonly Pul'd off by death and so should looke to dye At least as soone as ripe if not before Sith then they stand neere unto grim deaths doore Whom if he spare to pull or shake downe they Will of themselves in short space fall away And drop into his mouth Let then all such Stand still prepar'd for death who doth them touch 15. Each seed fruits leafe flowre blossome we see fall Fade rot within our Gardens shew how all Mankinde must fade fall rot and dye like these Each in his time and perish by degrees And that no age sexe calling state is free From death to which they ever subject be And so should teach all to account each day Their last wherein they looke to passe away 16. Each Garden in the yeares foure seasons paints Forth to our eyes and us full well acquaints With mans foure ages which doe comprehend The whole race of his life untill it end In spring time they depaint our infancie And younger yeares in summer they descry Our youthfull flowring age In Autumne they Our riper yeares and drooping age display In winter when they shriveled naked are And all amort decayd they then declare Our old decrepid withred dying yeares When all within us dead nought fresh appeares Wee can no time then in our gardens be But wee our selves may there read know view see By contemplation in more compleat wise Than in all pictures painters can devise O let us view our selves in this bright glasse Each day and see there how our ages passe And slit away untill wee wither dye To mind us still of our mortality 17. Besides by meditation we may hence Behold mind know our state of innocence Before our fall since God did Adam place In Edens garden in a state of Grace And Innocence it both to keepe and dresse Where he not long enjoy'd this happinesse 18. Yea in our Gardens we may read and eye Our fall and state of sinne and misery Sith we in Edens Garden caught that fall Through Adams sinne which did undoe us all And plunge us into such a woefull state Of sinne and vice as makes God us to hate And daily spurres us unto all excesse Of horrid sinnes and monstrous wickednesse Which cast us headlong into hell and make Vs nought but fuell for that fiery Lake A dismall state indeed whose thought should rent Our stony hearts and cause them to relent 19. But not dispaire sith in this very place Christ hath restored us to a state of grace Of which it minds us all sad hearts to cheare And us from our collapsed state helpe reare For as Christ in a Garden was betrayd And dead there in a new sepulcher laid So did he there from death rise up againe And thereby rais'd up all his chosen traine From their lost lapsed to a blessed state Of grace and glory O then celebrate And ever blesse praise love serve Christ who thus Hath rais'd redeem'd restor'd exalted us And let each Garden put us still in mind Of these three states belonging to mankind Without whose perfect knowledge view and sight We cannot know God nor our selves aright 20. Each weed which wee in gardens see to grow Our sinfull state and seedes of vice us shew Both from mans fall in Eden first did spring And sighs groanes teares should from our hard hearts wring 21. We see the fattest Garden ground still breeds The largest rankest bryers nettles weedes So greatest sinnes crimes vices usually In men of greatest parts wit dignity And in the richest persons Natures grow Not in the vulgar meaner sort below The pregnant wits best Natures voyd of grace Are greatest sinnes crimes vices common place O trust not then to Nature parts or wit Which if true grace controll not are but fit To breed those rankest weedes which overgrow Them in short space and worke their overthrow 22. That fruitfulnesse and great variety Of good and usefull fruits plants herbes we eye In Gardens minds us of that fruitfulnesse Those usefull vertues graces they expresse Which should still grow and flourish in mankind In whom alas we them most rarely find What shall our gardens fruitfull usefull be Stor'd with all good fruits herbes rootes and yet wee Be barren fruitlesse void of vertue grace And nought but lust vice weeds in us have place O shame O sinne let gardens teach us then Now to prove fertile good and gracious men 23. Each Gardens glorious lustre in the spring And Summer time sets forth mens flourishing Gay prosperous worldly State which carnall eyes And hearts most part doe over love and prize Without good reason sith within one howre It oft-times fades and withers like a flowre How many see wee great rich in good plight At morning base poore wretched dead ere night In thrones to day adorned with a Crowne In chaines ere morning slaine or quite put downe All times and stories seale this truth be wise Then now and learn this worlds pompe to despise 24. The suddaine blasts and winters which befall Our Gardens and decay or strip of all Their lustre beauty flowers fruits represent Unto our eyes and minds that discontent Diseases crosses losses which oft blast Decay consume dry up spoyle and lay wast Mens bodies fortunes states and in short space Leave them weake naked in most wretched case A truth we daily see Let none then blesse Himselfe or trust in worldly happinesse Which every crosse storme sicknesse will decay And when our winter comes will fade away 25. The Garden flowers wee see each yeare to dye And last not many Months the brevity Of mans fraile life demonstrates to our sight In

bound are they will in no wise Let slip but take the first good Gale which lost May quite undoe or put them to great cost Their Wisedome should instruct all those who lye On Earth below for passage to their high And Heav'nly Country never to omit One Gale of Grace which blowes well towards it But whiles Life Time and meanes of Grace endure And breath upon them to make heaven sure And post on to it with full Sayles each day For feare they lose their passage through delay One Gale of Grace or opportunity Neglected may lose us eternity Gods Spirit which blowes when and where it will Must not be slighted but observed still It will not ever waite nor strive with men And once departed returnes not agen 28. Sea waters in their Channels are but light Under them all a Childe may stand upright But taken thence they very pondrous prove A Pipe or two no Gyant can remove Whole Seas of vastest sinnes are very light On carnall Hearts who never feele their weight Whereas to humbled Soules the smallest Crimes Are heavier than the Sea ten thousand times Wherewith their Soules are burden'd and opprest More than if Mountaines lay upon their brest The reasons plaine in one sinnes in its place But out of it in Hearts renude by grace Try then thy State hereby if sinnes weigh light In thy Soules Seales thy case is ill not right 29. The Sea is full of waters which there lye Pil'd up in Heapes as in Gods Treasurie Or Common store-house who doth thence disperce Them to all Places of the Vniverse Where they are needfull Which in lively wise Paints out most sweetely to our Hearts and Eyes Those inexhaust vast boundlesse Magazines Of goodnesse grace with all those golden Mines Laid up in God and Christ who day by day With open Hands disperse and give away These precious stores to every living thing Throughout the world and to their Homes them bring How should the thought of their vast stores feast cheare Our hungry Soules and banish all their feare Sith Seas shall sooner faile of streames and dry Quite up then these stores of the Diety Faile or diminish which still open stand All needfull things to yeeld us out of hand 30. When I consider how the Seas did stand And swim at first above the highest Land Till God confin'd them within Bankes whence they If but permitted would soone scape away And in a moment drowne the world againe Me thinkes it points out to us very plaine The patience mercy and abundant grace Of our sweete God who keepes them in their place Though dayly urged by our sinnes and Crimes To let them loose to drowne us sundry times And then instructs us him not to offend Who can at will whole Seas against us send Yea troopes of Devils which would soone devoure Us if not held off by his mighty Power 31. When I in Scripture read that God did found This world on Seas and floods ●s on its ground I finde the cause of this Worlds ficklenesse And all the things that We therein possesse For how can ought be stable firme or stayd That on unstable floating Seas is layd O then make nought that this world yeelds your stay Or Treasure sith it floates and swimmes away 32. The Sea is Homogeniall and each small Drop in it hath the nature of it all In all respects and will not mixe nor close With strange or forraigne things but them oppose Which should instruct all Christians to agree Yea in Faith Word and Deede but one to be And not to hugge love like but shun all those Who in Faith Life workes doe not with them close 33. The Sea retaines in every coast and place Her Native Colours and sweete azure face A checke and shame to that phantasticke crue Which paint and chop old fashions still for new And to those changlings who to serve the time Can suite themselves to every Sect Place Clime And whiles they thus become all things to all In truth are nothing and the worst of all 34. When angry Crosse Seas meete and clash together They foame rage roare yea raise stormes in faire weather And tosse wrecke or indanger all that saile Or passe their race and over them prevaile When Potent Neighbour Princes strive war fight One with another with great force and might Nought else but bloody Battels tumults cryes Stormes perils to their Subjects still arise Which wrecke consume their Fortunes Goods Lands Lives And of all worldly blessings them deprives O Let us then be thankefull for our peace And pray that it may last and still increase 35. The Sea and Skies in colour both agree When as in most things else they different be It s then ill judging by the meere out-side Those who thus doe shall oft times erre and slide 36. All Springs and Rivers runne with chearefull speed Into the Ocean whence they first proceede And should not we with equall chearefulnesse And speed our courses to the grave addresse Since we from Dust did spring at first and shall By Gods decree to dust and ashes fall How soone he onely knowes thrice happy we If for the grave we still prepared be The onely Harbour where we rest secure From all those Tempests we did here endure 36. Nor neede we feare since we shall not remaine Still in our Graves but thence rise up againe For as the Ebbing Sea when it sinkes low And seemes quite lost and never like to flow Yet in short space returnes and springs a fresh As high as ever So our Corps and flesh Though turn'd to dust and rotted in the Grave A spring and rich returne from thence shall have With great advantage rising up againe Free from corruption sinne ach sicknesse paine And imperfection in such glorious plight That Sunne Moone Stars shall not shine halfe so bright Why should we then once dread death or the grave Or lose our Soules our Goods Lives Limbes to save Since our dead Corps lost Limbes shall rise againe In such surpassing glory and then reigne Joyn'd to our Soules and never more to dye In perfect blisse for all eternity Instruct us Lord to live to Thee by grace Whiles we here saile in this Seas dangerous race Then are we certaine when we end our dayes That thou wilt us from grave to Heaven raise Where we more Blisse and glory shall receive Than tongues can utter or our hearts conceive Lord let these Meditations of mine Heart Mine owne and others Soules to thee convert And rap them into such sweete Extasies That they nought else but Thee may Love and prise The Epilogue IF all who use crosse view the Sea would raise Such Meditations from it to the praise Of its Creator spending day by day Some vacant time and pious

cleave pierce cut lance much misuse So Christ our Rocke endured patiently His Crosse wrongs suffrings Death without all cry Complainte resistance like a Sheepe before Her shearer which doth never bleate stir roare O let all Christians now at last from hence Learne to beare crosses with like Patience 31. The Floods windes stormes against the Rockes oft beate They still exposed are to Cold or Heate Sometimes the Seas surround drown them quite And oft the yce and snow them hide from sight So Christ on earth assaulted was with windes Floodes Tempests Heate Cold Crosses of all Kindes Which for a time did hide immerge at last Quite over-whelme Him till the Storme was past What Christian then can thinke himselfe secure From Stormes Winds Floods sith Christ did them endure 32. When Christ gave up the Ghost the Rockes did rent The Death of this cheefe Rocke for to lament Yea to beare witnesse of his Deity Who though he dy'd made Rockes in pieces flye That Heart is harder worse than Rock or Stone Which Christs Death cannot rent nor cause to moane Yea every Rockie Heart must melt rent fall In pieces when Christ shall it shake smite call By his Almighty Hand or voyce which make The hardest Rockes and Hearts to melt split shake Lord let the Thoughts of thy Death quite relent Our Rockie Hearts and move them to repent 33. Rockes seldome rot corrupt or putrifie Christ rotted not whilst he in Grave did lye That so he might our rotten Corps thence raise Free from corruption Him for aye to prayse O feare not then though we returne to dust Christ at the last will scoure off all our Rust Drosse and Corruption and our Corps restore To such a State that it shall dye no more But live in endlesse Glory and excell The shining Rayes which in Starres Moone Sunne dwell 34. Rockes though they drowned be appeare againe And fixed in their Places still remaine So Christ though Dead and layd in Grave arose Againe the third day yea to Heav'n up goes Above the reach of Floodes where he on high Hath fixt his Throne for all Eternity Here shall this ever-living raised Rocke For ever reigne amidst his chosen Flocke 35. Our Rocke Christ being dead entombed lay Within a Rocke where He grim death did slay We Dust and Earth when dead to them returne But our dead Rocke a Rocke had for his Vrne Which Him receiv'd and habor'd even when He Slaine and quite rejected was by Men. O Rockes of Flesh and Bowels which first rent Themselves His bloody Passion to Lament And then Him in their Bosomes lodge and plac'd When men Him slew forsook and most disgrac'd O men more hard than any Rocke Flint Stone Who never pitty feele regard bemoane Christs cruell Death and Passion nor receive Him when the Rocks rent and Him House-roome give O let us learne from hence how hard unkinde Ingrate we are to Him who still shall finde More pitty harbor love from Rockes than we Vntill our Hearts by Grace relented be And let this Thought our Hearts of Rocke now thaw And Floods of bitter Teares out from them draw 36. In fine when we consider that Christ lay Intombed in a Rocke yet the third day Rose up from thence it makes each Hole and Cave We see in Rockes no other but a Grave And points us out the Place where we must lye Inter'd ere long and fits us still to dye Which done it then revives our soules againe With this sweet Thought that we shal not remaine In Grave for ever since our Saviour rose From thence againe to rayse us and all those Who are his Members from the Dust to raigne In endlesse Blisse where he doth now remaine Let these sweete Speculations ever cheare Our drooping Soules and banish all their Feare Thus Barren Rockes unto a pious Minde May fruitfull prove if it Christ in them finde When they in Name and Nature thus expresse Unto the life with Fruite and Pleasantnesse Farre better than all Pictures which the Blinde Dull Papists make to bring them to their Minde As if His Word Workes Sacraments yea Man The truest best Idaea that we can Have of Him with each Rocke Stone they espie Were not enough to shew him to their eye Without those Idols which have thrust aside These better Pictures and Christ from them hide 38. Blessed Lord Jesus who the only Rocke And Refuge art of thine Elected Flocke Teach us thus sweetely to behold and view Thee in each Rocke we see for to renue Melt change delight rejoyce our Hearts make Them out of love to Thee all else forsake Still living cleaving dying unto Thee The onely Rocke where they full safe shall be Meditations of the second Kinde comparing Rockes and Sinnes together AGaine Me thinkes the Rockes doe typifie the nature of those Sinnes which in us lye 1. For first all Rockes exceeding Heavie are To those who them upon their shoulders beare Yet Light not pondrous to their proper place So to all Hearts renu'd with saving Grace All sinnes more heavie than Rockes are and seeme Though stony hearts them light and easie deeme 2. Rockes presse and bruise Them sore on whom they lye And for meere anguish make them Roare and Cry Sinnes doe so too when God doth once awake Mens soules their Pressure makes them roare and quake O then beware of Sinnes which bruise oppresse Our soules and worke nought else but their distresse Rockes sinke and bend still downe wards Sins doe so Tending to Hell the Place to which they goe Each day they sinke men lower than they were Till by degrees they them to Hell downe-beare Oh then betimes shake off these weights which presse And sinke our Soules to Hell without redresse 4. Rocks cold hard dead and senselesse are Sins make All such within whose Hearts they Lodgings take Beware then how such Guests we entertaine By which our Soules are deaded hurt and Slaine 5. Rockes make men oft to stumble slip and fall And break their Bones Limbs Neckes oft times withall Sinnes doe the like If then we would be free From Slips and Break-neck-falls we must them flee 6. Rockes are deformed horrid barren vile And so are sinnes with all whom they defile These make Men ugly filthy Steril base And all their Glory Beauty quite deface Yea change them into Monsters wolves dogs swine Nay Fiends incarnate O then Sinnes decline 7. Where Rockes once fixe their Stations they remaine And none but God can move them thence againe So Sins once setled in Mens Hearts there stand Fast centred till Gods owne Almighty hand Expell them thence O then let no Sinnes lye Upon our Soules but out them presently Lest they should settle for if once they rest

Hearbes Rootes Fruites in Gardens grow To feede and feast mens Pallats Such fruites flow And spring from Christ our Soules to fat feast cheare As farre surpasse all Cates that Gardens beare No Honey Marrow Manna may compare With his rare sweete-meates and Coelestiall Fare O come and taste how sweete Christs dainties be Then will we long to feast with None but He. 6. Gardens are fraught with Arbors Trees whose shade Cooles and repels Heate stormes which would invade And scorch us sore Christ hath a shade most sweete Against all scalding Heates all stormes we meete Yea from his Fathers burning Wrath and Rage Which none but he can quench coole or asswage O then in all such scorching Flames still fly To Christs sweete shade for ease and remedy 7. Gardens are full of beauty and delight And so is Christ in all his chosen's sight None halfe so comely Lovely faire as He In whom we nought but comelinesse can see O let his beauty kindle such a fire In all our Soule as never shall expire And may consume all flames of lustfull Love Wedding us onely unto Christ above 8. Gardens are ever rich and fruitefull ground All usefull Herbes Trees fruites in them abound Christ is the best prime peece of all Man-kind In whom alone all good things we may finde At any season in such copious store As will suffice mankinde for evermore O then resort to him for every thing We want in whom all good things grow and spring 9. The Seedes Plants Rootes which we would have to grow In Gardens we there bury set or sow So Christ that he might grow and fructifie Within a Garden did intombed lye Where springing up from death to life againe He fild the world with his increased traine Which Iury onely did confine before But now the world which scarce conteines his store 10. Christ here on earth did Gardens highly grace Resorting oft unto them in which place He was betray'd entomb'd rais'd up and then First there appear'd to Mary Magdalen Each Garden then we see should still present Christ to our sight minds thoughts with sweete Content Wherein with Eyes of Faith we may behold Christ walking with us as he walkt of old With his Disciples to instruct joy cheare Our blind sad Hearts and banish all their feare Here may we view false Judas him betray With fained kisses and thence lead away With Bands of Catch-poles arm'd with Swords Bills staves To teach us to beware such flattering Knaves Who are most treacherous when they seeme most kind And that a Judas we shall ever finde Amidst Christs choyce Apostles who for gaine Will both betray Christ and his chosen traine And them in their sweete Gardens trap surprise Where they no danger saw nor could devise Here may we eye Christ lying in his Tombe To sweeten death and all our graves perfume Here may we see him rise up the third day To conquer Death and take his sting away Leading him Captive in triumphant wise That we might learne his terrors to despise And never dread this vanquisht Enemie Who kills us once to live eternally Here may we view our Bodies by death slaine And turn'd to Dust by Christ rais'd up againe In glorious state to live in Endlesse Joy Above Deathes reach and all them can annoy Here may we finde our Saviour still appeare From day to day our drooping Hearts to cheare In each roote seede plant herbe which shall arise Out of the Earth which shewes him to our eyes What neede of Popish Pictures then to bring Christ to our Eyes minds thoughts sith every thing Plant Herbe that in our Gardens sprouts lives growes His life Death rising farre more clearely shewes Away then with these Cursed Idolls we Christ no where else will ever seeke view see But in his Word Workes Sacraments wherein We onely can behold him without sinne And when we long him or his Acts to Eye If Bibles faile each Garden will descry Them to us in more sweete and lively wise Than all the Pictures Papists can devise Blessed Lord Jesus when we ever walke Within a Garden Let us with thee talke In such sweete Contemplations and delight Our Soules Eyes Senses with thy blessed sight Which every Garden Tree Plant Herbe Flower Grasse Reflects more clearely than a Christall Glasse Then shall each Garden which we view or see A blessed second Eden to us be Meditations of the third Classe A Garden is a Map of Paradise The plot from whence all Gardens took their rise Compar'd they suite and make an Harmony Which cheares our Soules with its sweete melody 1. For first as God did Eden Plant decke fill With choycest Trees Herbes Fruits so men doe still Their Gardens with these dayly decke store grace And more enrich than any other place 2. Eden was full of pleasure and delight Of goodly Trees Flow'rs Fruites to please the sight And Pallate So are Gardens where we finde Most pleasant objects both for Eye Mouth Minde 3. Eden was very fruitfull Gardens are The fertil'st plots and most Fruites ever beare 4. Eden was seated close by Rivers sides And watred with their Christall streames and tides Thus are most Gardens seated that they may Become more fruitfull pleasant greene fresh gay 5. Eden was kept and drest by Adam who Was bound by God this taske to undergoe And who but Men doe yet still keepe and dresse Those pleasant Gardens which we here possesse Beasts Horses Oxen helpe to till our ground Fit to dresse Gardens onely Men are found Hence may we learne that God hates Idlenesse In all estates who ought still to addresse Themselves to some good honest worke Art trade Sith Adams set to worke as soone as made Though the sole Monarch of the world and all The Creatures in it which before the fall Were at his meere Command and did afford Him all he needed of their owne accord 6. God had no sooner Adam made but He Him plac'd in Eden happie there to be As in the choycest fruitefulst pleasant'st plot This lower world could unto him alot All take delight in Gardens to reside The onely Edens where they would abide Whence all who have but one small piece or plot Of Earth will to a Garden it alot 7. Man entred into Eden voyd of sinne O let us thinke of this when we begin Our Garden doores to enter that we may Avoyd all sinne which mankinde first did slay And dayly strive to be as Innocent As Adam when he into Eden went 8. The Tree of Knowledge which did typifie Christ or his Sacred Word to Adams Eye In midst of Eden stood Thus each Plant Tree Which we in midst of Gardens chance to see Christ and his Sacred Word in lively wise Present shew point out to our mindes and

lively sort and should each day and night Fit and prepare us for our dying day And all vaine thoughts of long life chase away Hence holy men did place their Tombes of old Within their garden where they did behold So many pictures of mortality From day to day and sommons still to dye For feare their Garden pleasures and delights Should chace away death from their thoughts or sights And should instruct us in the midst of all Our pleasures pastimes death to mind to call But chiefly when we in our Gardens walke Where we still view him in each leafe flowre stalke That fades falls withers So that we are blind Yea sottish if we there death doe not mind 26. The new fresh garden flowers herbes plants wee see Spring up in place of those that withred be From their seedes rootes most sweetly to us shew The new successions in mankind which grow Out of the seed and loynes of those who dye Whose vacant places they fill and supply 27. When wee behold those garden flowers herbes trees Which seem'd quite dead in winter by degrees When spring-time comes revive sprout up on high And flourish more than they did formerly It sweetly shewes minds learnes us when as wee With sicknesse crosses losses withred be And all amort that if with patience Faith prayer hope and stedfast confidence We waite on God we shall revive grow spring In his due time and gaine a flourishing Farre better state than we enjoyd before As Job with others have done heretofore Be then our crosses cases what they will Past hope past helpe in carnall eyes yet still Let us with chearfull joyfull hearts relye And wait on God for helpe who certainly Will in best time our winter season end And us a joyfull Spring and Summer send Wherein we shall revive grow flourish more And happier be than ever heretofore God who our fields and gardens makes to spring Will much more cause us to sprout grow shout sing Which well digested would us cheare and joy Amidst all crosses which could us annoy Yea banish all our feare of death or grave From which we shall a resurrection have To endlesse glory which each gardens spring Unto our minds and eyes with joy shall bring 28. The diverse sorts of herbes flowers plants rootes trees Of different Natures Qualities Degrees We see grow in our Garden without jarre Or discord close together or not farre Asunder To us aptly represent What sweet agreement concord love consent There ought to be 'twixt men although they be Of different natures callings minds degree When planted in one Country City place Church houshold or dis-joyn'd some little space And checkes all proud malignant turbulent And greedy men who are to discord bent And never rest content with what they have But others Lands goods places seeke and crave Enduring none to live in quietnesse Neare them that they alone might all possesse 5. When as wee see weeds Gardens overgrow Deface kill herbes flowers fruits that in them blow Through meere neglect and want of weeding wee As in a map or glasse may thereby see How weeds of sinne lust vice men over-grow Disgrace deturpate kill and overthrow For want of timely weeding and deface Choake all their parts wits vertues gifts of grace And so should teach us with all care to weed Them out as fast as they within us breed Which if neglected will in short time gaine Such roote that they will in us still remaine Vntill they over-runne kill quite decay Our vertues parts and cast our soules away 30. As Gardens are the richest pleasantest Prime parts of all the Earth So mans the best Chiefe primate Lord of all Gods workes which high Advancement and surpassing dignity Should make him thankefull and strive to excell All else in goodnesse graces living well There being nought so loathsome vile or base As men devoyd of goodnesse vertue grace The vilest toades or creatures we behold Are better than such men ten thousand-fold For shame then let our graces lives expresse Grace Crowne that state of honor we possesse 31. The care men have to fence weed dung prune dresse Those Gardens Orchards which they here possesse To make them fruitfull pleasant should excite Us all with greater care paines and delight Our soules to fence weed water dung prune dresse That they in fruits of grace and pleasantnesse May more abound it being to no end Those not our selves to fence soyle dresse mend 32. When we behold small Gardens fraught with store Of rarest flowres herbes fruits and yeelding more Of these than greatest Gardens commonly Made more for pleasure than commodity We may contemplate how some men of small And little stature oft excell the tall Great vastest men of bulke in gifts wit parts True valour learning wisedome skill in Arts And how mean men for birth state fortune place Oft times transcend in wisedome parts arts grace In rarest gifts and vertues of each kind The Greatest Nobles Peeres in whom we find Too oft more shew than substance lesse within Than in a russet coat or courser skinne It is not greatnesse honour wealth place then That make us fruitfull good or better men Than others but our goodnesse vertue grace And fruitfull lives without which all are base What ever he their births states dignities By them not these God will them judge and prise The poorest men adorn'd with them excell The greatest Kings in whom they do not dwell 33. Lord make each Garden I shall henceforth see A Christall looking-glasse and booke to mee Wherein I may mine owne Mortality And humane state so clearly view descry Read and contemplate as each day to mend My sinfull life and fit mee for my end Still walking worthy of that humane state Wherein thou mad'st mee till thou shalt translate Mee to a better in the heavens high Where I with thee shall live eternally Meditations of the sixth Ranke ONce more a Garden paints forth to our view The state of Gods Church and his chosen crue 1. For first as Gardens are choyce plots cull'd out From other common grounds that lye about And sequestred from them for speciall use So God his Church and Saints doth call and chuse Then set apart from others of meere grace For speciall use and his owne dwelling place 2. Gardens enclosed are with walls pales bounds Hedges dikes and more fenc'd than other grounds So God his Church and chosen doth enclose And fence with walls pales dikes against all foes Boares beasts that would annoy or roote them out And none so safe as they are fenc'd about 3. Gardens are often digg'd to kill their weedes And them to plant sow with good fruits rootes seedes Of all sorts which else would not there spring grow So Gods elect and Church whiles here below Are oft times digg'd and plough'd up sundry waies By

feete But skin and bones without my helpe unmeete For any use yea let mee once withdraw My selfe from the most faire corps eyes ere saw It 's beauty fades it 's flesh to rottennesse Is turned and all abhorre it's loathsomenesse What hath the flesh or body worthy love Or praise but that which from mee first doth move Let mee desert them all their worth is lost And wither'd like grasse nipt with winters frost Why should you then O fooles bereft of sence From day to day bestow so much expence Time paines thoughts Care on these things which so base Meane fading are neglecting Mee and grace In which your chiefest good yea all your blisse Comprized are If you judge not amisse If this prevaile not but you still proceed Mee to neglect the flesh to decke serve feed Tell Mee I pray you when the dismall day Of sicknesse death or judgement take away And cite you to account how you have spent Your golden dayes for my use to you lent What joy or comfort can you reape from all Or any of those dayes houres which you shall Have thus mispent on belly backe head face Haire feasting pastimes pleasures voyd of grace Or in the flesh or bodies servitude Which then will too too late be of you ru'd Shall yee not then with sighs and teares lament And that in vaine the time you thus mispent Offering to give ten thousand worlds that you Had not bereft Mee of the time care due To Mee alone to fit Mee for that place Of endlesse blisse which I for want of grace Shall then be thrust from and cast into hell In fiery flames and torments still to dwell Will not you then wish you had never seene This flesh this body which to mee have beene So traitrous so unkinde Mee to enthrall Unto their lusts and spurre Mee into All That might undoe damne both them Mee and you And wee shall in hels flames for ever rue If this be true O then whiles life time space Are left you to repent and seeke for grace Bewaile what 's past and henceforth learne to be More loyall kind respectfull unto Mee Save Mee save all lose Mee and all is lost For ever with Mee spend then all your cost Thoughts paines cares dayes on Mee then shall you shine More bright than Starres Moone Sunne with rayes divine In Christs owne kingdome where you shall possesse Such endlesse joyes as no tongue can expresse If this will not perswade you to amend I 'le cease my Plaint and here in silence end FINIS Imprimatur Feb. 1. 1640. Tho. Wykes COMFORTABLE CORDIALS AGAINST DISCOMFORTABLE Feares of Imprisonment and other sufferings in good causes Containing some Latine Verses Sentences and Texts of Scripture written by Mr. WILLIAM PRYNNE on his Chamber walles in the Tower of London during his Imprisonment there since Translated by him into English VERSE 2 CORINTHIANS 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11. Blessed be God even the Father of our Lord Iesus Christ the Father of mercies and the God of all comfort who comforteth us in all our tribulation that wee may bee able to comfort them which are in any troubles by the comfort wherewith we our selves are comforted of God For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ And whether wee be afflicted it is for your consolation salvation which is effectuall in enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffered or whether wee bee comforted it is for your consolation and salvation And our hope of you is stedfast knowing that as you are partakers of the sufferings so also you shall be of the consolation For we would not Brethren have you ignorant of our trouble which came to us in Asia that we were pressed out of measure above strength in so much that wee despaired even of life But we had the sentence of death in our selves that we should not trust in our selves but in God which raiseth the dead who delivered us from so great a death and doth deliver in whom we trust that he will yet deliver us you also helping together by Prayer for us that for the gift bestowed upon us by the meanes of many persons thanks may be given by many on our behalf Printed Anno. 161● TO THE RIGHT VVORShipfull his very Noble and highly Honoured good Friend SIR WILLIAM BALFORE Knight Lievtenant of the Tower of LONDON SIR it were Ingratitude and Injury For me in silence here to passe you by And not present these Cordialls unto you Sith they and all my service are your due For all your Noble Favours in the Tower Which have ingag'd me to my utmost power To be your eternally devoted poore Friend and servant WILLIAM PRYNNE COMFORTABLE CORDIALLS OR Latine Verses and Sentences written by Mr. William Prynne on his Chamber Walls in the Tower of London during his Imprisonment there Since translated into English by him 1. TRanslulit in Coelum Christi praesentia Claustrum Quid faciet Coelo quae Coelum jam creat Antro Christs presence hath my Prison turn'd into A blessed Heaven what then will it doe In Heav'n hereafter when it now creates Heav'n in a Dungeon Goales to Courts translates 2. Stigmata Christicolis splendentia sidera sanguis Purpura regalis mutilataque Membra Decorum Vincula gemmatus Torques Opprobria plausus Vulnera Martyrium Mors Vita Gravamina Lucrum Optima cuncta piis Tristissima sola ministrant Vnica Crux sanctis Via Ianua summa salutis Brands unto Christians are bright Starres Blood spent A Royall Purple Maym'd Limbes Ornament Bonds Chaines of Pearle Reproaches Praise no staine Wounds Martyrdome Death Life Oppressions Gaine To godly men the saddest fates only All best things bring and their joyes multiply The Crosse alone to Saints is the high way Gate summe of safety Meanes of endlesse Joy 3. Christus ubique pium comitatur Carceris Antrum Ingreditur Turres Densissima Maenia Rupes Fossas Ferratas Portas Obstacula Flammas Permeat intrepidus socius solamen Amicus Omnia seclusis solus saturatque benignus Deliciis superum sitientia Corda suorum Discipulis foribus clusis intravit amaenus Christicolis clausis habit at conviva perennis O fortunatus cui Con-captivus Iësus Laetificans radiis tristissima Claustra supernis Vincula non illum Tormenta gravamina moestum Efficiunt animum retinentem utcunque serenum Christ every where accompanies good Men He goes with them into the Prisons Den The Towers thickest Walls broad ditches Gates Of Iron Barracadoes Flames and Grates Doth boldly passe through proves Companion Friend solace all things of himselfe alone Vnto close Prisoners and fills plenteously The thirsty soules of his with heavenly Delights Hee entered in the dores fast shut To his Disciples them to comfort but With godly prisoners he 's a constant guesse Resides O happie he who doth possesse Christ for his Fellow-prisoner who doth gladde With heavenly Sunbeames Goales that are most