you sluggards from your slumber rise Frame boltes on Virtues Anuil in such vvise As may befitt Ioue from Olympus Hill To fling and vvith them Tellus of-spring kill Novv you make vvooden daggers leaden svvords VVhilst your life is not ansvv'ring to your vvords The bullets vvhich you shoote are made of claie VVhilst you your selues performe not vvhat you saie Nor are they temp'red vvith that heau'nly heate VVhich in sole Sion hath his proper seate And to one house alone by gift of heau'n In daies long since of Pentecost vvas geu'n Thence vvith Prometheus fetch this diuine flame From priuate spirit such fire neuer came Tesiphone or some more Hellish Ghoast Giues them vvilde fire vvho of this spirit boast God promist he vvould Fisher men prouide VVho should in PETERS boat each time and tide VVith Nets and Angles in fresh streames and brookes In the salt sea in armes in creekes in crookes A Fishing goe mens soules the fishes bee Of these at once PETER caught fiftie three God promist he vvould likevvise huntesmen giue VVho should the hills the vales vvhere beasts doe liue The Rockes the holes yea eu'ry vncouth nooke To finde their game vvith great industrie looke Are you these Fishermen then knovv much fish Is in VVest Indies PETER could not vvish Genesareth more plenteous thether goe And make those Pagans IESVS beliefe knovv There 's game enough in eu'ry streame each brooke You may take Fish either vvith net or hooke Are you these huntsmen then goe seeke your game In Mogor Iaua you shall finde the same Doe vvee beleeue amisse then to vs come Tell vs of CHRISTS faith vvhat is the true summe Doe you feare death tush that is nothing knovv That IESVS faith by Martyrdomes must grovv Oh burnt your soules vvith Charities true zeale You vvould dilate your IESVS common vveale You 'de not expect game should fall in your mouth But you vvould goe to East VVest North and South As huntsmen after soules and eu'ry vvhere To IESVS holy seruice Churches reare But am I frantique as I persvvade those Of the same Cittie to be mutuall foes Schisme errour paganisme together dvvell They all are Cittizen of the same Hell Those Kingdomes ruinated soone vve see VVhere ciuil enmities and factions bee VVherefore that long hels common vvealth may stand You vvill not budge a foote out of your land Let those vvho vvill to farthest Indies goe You vvarmely sleepe and meane to keepe you soe So did your Ancestors and t' is a sin For you nevv fangled customes to begin Tell me in histories can it be shovvne That sects to IESVS Chutch haue brought a stone O had you heau'nly fire vvithin your brest Surely it vvould not there confined rest T'vvould make you leaue base earth and mount on high And vvith zeales vvings to distant regions flie There to communicate this heaunly flame And burne all harts vvith loue of IESVS name So did this aemulatour of great PAVLE Flie vvith seraphique vvings 'bout the vvorlds ball And in each land his IESVS tropheis raise Teaching all nations to sing IESVS praise So before him many a zealous son Of Bennet Francis Dominick haue done Men for such actions fit of single liues Not cumbered vvith clokebags called VViues In this faire building not the meanest hand Hast thou deare youth vvho by the CROSSE didst stand At IESVS death and lou'd aboue all other VVeart there Created Son of IESVS Mother VVhen vvee see IESVS Church vvith gold so shine VVee le saie th'Embroid'ry vvorke vvas chiefly thine To loue thou doest the harts of mortalls moue Thy Edicts commaund nothing els but loue In life loue is thy song at hovvre of death VVith a loue song thou yeeldest vp thy breath VVith Charitie thou guildest eu'ry stone In golden vvordes persvvading eu'ry one To plaie a IESVS in the louing art And thinke each neighbour must be as thou vvert Chiefely belou'd each man a IESVS bee And loue his brother as CHRIST loued thee Heere vvee behold a troupe of English men VVho vvith their labours and industrious Pen Build IESVS Church so BONIFACIVS taught Germans our Faith and to Christs Temple brought And vvee vvill VVILLEBRORD vvho first of all Made Frisons Christians their Apostle call Both appertaining to Cassinos Mount VVhose Catalogue such numberlesse can count Cassinos Mount a second horse of Troie Bringing foorth vvorthies Hels tovvne to destroie Cassineos Mount a Trojan horse vvhere dvvel Heroes vvho sacke not Ilion but Hell Saint BENNET vvas the Chiron vvho first taught And these Pelides to perfection brought Mongst these IOHN LIDGAT stands of speciall note Crovvnd vvith greene baies cloth'd vvith the same coate As I see him vvith others our Church build I am vvith joye and admiration fild I vvill approach the Man and of him aske Hovv he came thether vvho gaue him a taske Being a Poet full of vvandring fires To vvorke amongst these venerable fires For I fond man made hetherto a count That Poets vvent not past the forked Mount But since they climbe vp Sions sacred Hill I care not much if I make verses still O yes quoth LIDGATE for though novv a daies The Crovvne of glorie and Apolloes baies So seldome meet vvhilst Poets suite their times After the vvanton humour of the times Yet former ages often-times haue seene Our Christian Prophets deckt vvith Lavvrel greene Ascend Olympus Mount vvhere their chast laies Revvarded are vvith glories glitt'ring raies And Poets brovves vvith Lavvrels Crovvned are King DAVID Poets Phoebus hath this care So is Sidonius Crovvnd Prudence vvho vvrit Things vvorthy of Apollo full of vvitt Prosper Sedulius vvho the nine haue taught VVhen they sing hymnes to blush as Maidens ought Leauing this vvorthy Man and thousand more Of the same Coate vvhom time makes vs passe o're VVee come to Rochester vvho lost his head For not allovving HENRIES lavvlesse bed Arts treasurie chiefe darling of the nine Historian Poet Oratour Diuine Linguist Philosopher Statesman to King Best husband Father vvhat not eu'ry thing If thou art graue vvee see a Cato sit If merry flovves the Quintessence of vvit Renovvned MORE Collegue in FISHERS Crovvne VVhom no aduersity no HARRIES Frovvne Can make approue vvhat IESVS thinkes not good VVhose Church thou buildest as thou shedst thy bloud Graue POLE her child vvhom true Relligions sake A MARGARITE in IESVS Church doth make VVhom doth not BRISTOL vvith his vvritings moue VVho doth not REIGNOLDS for his braue vvit loue Industrious HARPSFEILD vvhose laborious Quill Doth vvith Church Records our Musaeum fill VVhat SANDERS merits in this building be By his conspicuous Monarchie vve see And shall vvee forget STAPILTON vvho goes Arm'd Capapea against IESVS foes Hovv doth he rouse the Boare out of his den And strike him dead vvith a vvell-guided Pen VVee must beleue vvhen vvee his vvritings read Saint HIEROME vvhilest hee liued vvas not dead And thou my Londons CAMPION vvho at once To our Foundation bringest thy ten stones Neuer dost
more sundrie nations tell Then sects contrarie in that Babell dvvell But that no matter is Ievv Atheist Turke So he defie the Pope is of their Kirke Moreouer can rebellions cause be just VVhen thieues true Lords out of possession thrust VVhat if a D' Alua bore a heauie hand Must they forth-vvith vp in rebellion band Against their King and take from him his ovvne If so vvhat Prince can sit safe in his throne Le ts praie that Princes may doe vvhat is right And not vvith trait'tous armes against them fight But you doe not examine much their cause Their friendship you into the action dravves VVhy should you take such tyrants for your freinds VVho affect none but for their priuare ends Let Massacres in remote Indies shevv If Holland be our ENGLANDS friend or no. Oh that our Seas could speake vve soone should heare VVhat good-vvill Hollanders to ENGLAND beare Let jestes let scoffes let mockes at King and state Make knovvne their litle loue if not great hate To Prince and vs as helpes haue bene deni'de To backe their Heresie their theft their pride Ill-nurturde svvaines not taught vvhat is a King A God on earth a Consecrated thing DAVID laments that he cut his Kings coate VVhen these vvith open mouth vvith open throate Gods Vice-roies bite their royall actions blame VVith frumpes vvith quips Monarchs expose to shame Let base Typhaeus brood vvhose pride is such That they the holie ones of God dare touch VVith slandring libels expiate such vvrongues VVith losse of hands and forfeiture of tongues Yea let such Caitiues for blaspheming die VVho touch Kings touch the apple of Gods eie Let eu'ry Simei eu'ry slandring Knaue The saucy Eupolis misfortune haue And here their often mention'd Tempel fayles T' is Satans Ghost vvhich against Princes rayles VVhen the vvhole vvorld is in combustuous fire Subjects against their Kings each vvhere conspire Base-borne Abimelech his brethren kills Mis-gotten Mansfield Realmes vvith rapine fills And all these mischiefes fram'd this vvorld of harmes In Hollands Aetna vvhere Cyclops make armes For Hells black Prince 'gainst God himselfe to fling And Sions Citie to destruction bring Let none it contrarie to reason thinke That I haue temper'd some gall vvith my incke VVhen I doe heare base Eupolis so bold To rayle at Kings my splene I cannot hold Though I at vices not at persons ayme I affect Holland but rebellion blame And let the Netherlanders once be good Let them cashire this their rebellious mood And as Religion teacheth againe bring VVonted obedience to Hesperias King Reasons and thousand arguments I 'le frame To eternise industrious Hollands name Meane vvhile vvill none inspir'd vvith heau'nly fire Fore-tel hovv Spaines great King shall sacke proud Tyres VVill no Ioues seed once-more in Lerna lake The many heads from this foule Hydra take No Iohn de Austria their cities vvin No Parma take reuolting Holland in No demi-god better then other men Grapple vvith theiuish Cacus in his den Cacus vvho hath his Father Vulcans shape Cacus vvho liues by Homicide and rape No no our God vvill not haue Iury land Set free alone by valiant Barachs hand But Iabins captaine pearced in the head By Iahels vvife shall at her feete fall dead Ambitious Ammon euer looking high By Esters Prayers hanged aloft shall die Great Princesse thou art Iudith by vvhose hands Proud Holofernes leader of Hells bands Shall vanquisht be thou art Abelas Dame VVhose Nuptiall rites shall Holland Rebells tame Seditious Sebas head shall buy a peace And vvith the Tribes submission vvars shall cease Thou hast Pulcherias birth her state her face In the attempt of great things haue her grace So let thy Actions crovvne thy life vvith praise That after-times thy Monuments may raise And as thy Ancestors their Nephevv Kings Excite to enterprise of vvorthie things So be thy deeds thy royall issues booke VVherein hovv they shall liue they alvvaies looke Antiquitie doth of an Atlas count On his backe bearing vp Olympus mount Our IESVS is vvise Atlas by his hands Sion vvas built and on his backe it standes Our Atlas dies vvho shall supplie his place Hath he left heires of this supporting grace Firme-pillars of best marble compos'd all Beare Sion on their backes that it not fall VVho in Gods Church vvill haue a Pillars part Must be vvell practiz'd in the bearing art Hath not truths selfe his promise giu'n that those VVho tryumph ouer their Infernall foes Shall in his Church be Pillars vvhilst no frovvne No Hellish violence can cast them dovvne VVhen vve see thee Great CHARLES vanquish each foe VVhich doth in battaile against virtue goe VVhen vvee behold in all thy actes such grace Shall not vvee promise thee a Pillars place Of IESVS Church a Pillar thou shalt be VVhilest IESVS Church shall be borne vp by thee VVith Hercules vvhere Sol his steedes doth vvet Thou shalt thy Monuments and Columnes set And vvrite non vltra to the after-daies Forbidding all to aequalize thy praise VVhilest no great Monarke nor great Monarkes Son Shall doe so much for Church as thou hast done In first place vvrought by IESVS cunning hand Most eminent doth SIMON PETER stand To PETER next vvhilst ' he supporteth all In IESVS Church a Pillars place hath PAVLE A cruell death vvhich did tvvo vvhole daies last Could not firme ANDREVV to the Earth dovvne cast Great IAMES IOHNS brother and ZEBEDIES child By HEROD kild and Spains Apostle stil'd VVhether he vvent and vvith victorious hand To IESVS faith subu'de that noble land IOHN of vvhite Marble made though his out-side VVas gold in fyerie flames refin'd and tride VVas not vvhite marble his Parthenian brest Of Golden loue vvas not made all the rest THOMAS eternall Monuments shall haue Amongst the Indians vvhere he hath his graue SIMON THADDEVS PHILIP holy IAMES VVhose vvondrous virtue either knee proclaimes Rough BARTHOLMEVV vvithout though faire vvithin for IESVS name Tyrant pul'd off his skin For IPHIGENIA HIRTAOVS may frovvne Yea kil blest MATTHEVV but not cast him dovvne MATTHIAS vvhom the holy Ghost did chose For that place vvhich Iscariot did lose Sermons of BBRNABE vvill teach vvhat can Persvvasions vvhich proceed from a good man Of the same matter of vvhich other men Th'Apostles vveare composde yet knovv that vvhen IESVS them Columnes in his Church did place Hee so them temp'red vvith caelestiall grace That mauger anie vvinde or aduerse blast They keepe their place yea rather stand more fast The last perfection and supremest forme VVas giuen them vvhen as the vvisht-for storme Of diuine grace and clouen tongues of fire Made the roome shake vvhere Christs friends did retire Before this storme a silly vvenches frovvne Did cast the chiefest of the Pillars dovvne CEPHAS as to him a poore Damzell calls Denies his IESVS miserably falls But once confirmed by this devv of grace No threats no vvhips can make him leaue his place
Nay hee esteemeth honours badge that shame VVhich he endureth for great IESVS name The thundring Cannon at vvhose Eccho quake Strong Citties vvhilest his bullets their vvalls shake Before the fire shall make him vse his voice Is sport for children ineriment for boies They plaie vvith him they roule him heare and there And as vpon his backe they ride not feare But let once fire enflame the charged Gun VVho doth not quake and from his fury run So haue I seene the stoutest harts looke pale And as they heard his thunder their heads vaile Before Gods Ghoast did IESVS friends inspire PETER a Canon vvas but vvithout fire No maruell then though at a vvomans sound Hee daunted vveare and fell dovvne to the ground But after God had put an holy flame Vnto this Canon and discharg'de the same VVhat Cittie vvas there vvhat defensiue vvall VVhich vvith his thunder-bolt he made not fall I passe hovv ANANIA's and his vvife VVith his breaths only foarce did loose their life CAINE built a tovvne nam'de Rome the vvals were sin Errour and Paganisme did liue vvithin Deriu'de by a long progenie from CAINE In this same Citie did proud Nero raigne IESVS decreeing in the tovvne to take And in it his ovvne Empires seate to make So beats the vvals vvith CEPHAS Cannon shot That at the last the batt'red tovvne is got Idolatrie and superstition flie A thousand errors in the Cittie die There IESVS makes his seate and there vvill raigne VVhilest Sun giues light flouds run into the maine T is true the last time that this peice did roare Hee burst in tvvo that IESVS hoast no more As earst could vse him so vvhen Spartans flie EPAMINONDVS doth Victorious die Did Philistims or SAMSON the field loose VVhen at his death he kil'd three thousand foes And vvhen in Golgotha Golias head By IESVS is strucke off is IESVS dead But potent God forth-vvith the broke-peece cast And making sound againe in Sion plast'e Vpon the Battlements vvhence he hurts more Our aduersaries then he did before Petitions are the bullets vvhich he throvves From vpper ground and vvith them Kils our foes A POEME OF THE HOLIE NAME OF IESVS The second Booke THE ARGVMENT Of IESVS flesh AMBROSIAN meate Of Bell of Architects vvee treate THE hovvre did novv approach in vvhich men dine VVhen see a Table set vvith bread and vvine Besides these tvvo nothing at all vvas pla'st No daintie dishes to content the tast VVho vvould not judge such silly Cates vnfit For Potentates vvhom there vvee see to sit But vvonder not though the fare simple seeme The Maister of the Feast vvill haue vs deeme By the effects his banquets vvorth and knovv That best things make not alvvaies the best shovv And surely CLEOPATRAS Royall feaste VVherevvith shee entertain'd her Romaine guest Nor ASSVERVS banquet to his states VVhich sacred volume vvith such care relates No not the Manna vvhich the Ievves did eate Can be compar'd vvith this Caelestiall meate VVhat dyet hath such virtue as this food Mortall to make immortall vvicked good Is your soule sicke eat here and it no more Shall be diseas'd heer 's Physicke for each sore This bread makes strong this vvine our armes doth cheare The Royall banner of CHRISTS CROSSE to beare VVhen as the fancy objects vvhich are ill Conceiues and represents them to the vvill That the short pleasure of an idle thought May vvith the soules eternall losse be bought Heer 's Bread vvhich God the Holy Ghost did make And in the vvombe of sacred Virgin bake Heating the Ouen vvith Charities best fire The fevvell vvas many a Chast desire The Loaues vvith name of IESVS marked be Hauing his hands and feet nayld to a tree In such occasions heer 's that mistique bread In vision seene vvhich Madians bloud shall shed And put the Easterne multitude to flight Zeb and Zalmana their tvvo chieftaines smite The svvord of Gedeon vvhich loose Venus Boye Shall profligate his Darts his shafts destroye Corne of the chosen substance of the good Expelling bad desires breeding pure blood This bread proud Babylon thy little ones VVith holy vvrath shall dash against the stones This eleuated bread ' boue top of hils Priests heades I meane our vvorld vvith plentie fils ELIAS as he fainteth it makes strong To take of fortie daies a journey long Nay some vvho daily Guests are at this feast Averre for truth that vvhat meate you like best VVhat your taste pleaseth bee it flesh or fish You shall haue here in this Caelestiall dish Manna such vertue to haue had vve read And much more tast it in this heau'nly bread At Easter time you joye to see your Board As vvas the Israelites vvith a Lambe stord Prepare vvith them your selues take in your hand A vvalking-staffe vvith your loynes guirded stand As Pilgrims doe yours is a Pilgrims case The vvorld your Inne is heau'n your dvvelling place Gather vvilde Lettice ouercome I meane Your imperfections and extirpe them cleane Make of such Lettice sauce a Lambe to eate The Lambe is IESVS hee shall be your meate IESVS hath cloth'd himselfe vvith a Lambs skin From Sheepe to take the heauy load of sin Is it not strange a Lambe should on his backe Carrie a flocke of Sheep and their sins pack Had not our IESVS them supported so Not one of all the flocke to heau'n should goe The Eliphant by Nature hath this grace That in his furies heate yet if in place Hee shall a Lambe milde peaces Embleme see His fury is assuag'd his angers bee Forth-vvith made calme perchance some fel aspes tounge VVith slanders poison hath your credit stunge Or some ill-nurtur'd groome eu'n to your face Opprobrious speeches giues vvordes of disgrace Your case is DAVIDS ABSALON his hands Against you lifts and the rebellious bands Are vvhich your chiefe friends fil'd vvho earst did goe Next to your side is chiefe cause of your vvoe And vvhere you vveare vvith benefites most kind There you discurtesies doe chiefly finde By thieuish Pursuiuants your goods you loose And yet the Thieues you dare not once accuse Per chance vvith IACOBS sons or DAVIDS Childe You blush to see as Thamar is defilde Kick'de out of doores after a deede so ill You vow you vvill incestuous AMMON Kill You rage you chafe you storme you svvell you puffe The foming ADRIA is not halfe so rough Come angrie Eliphant behold a lambe Meeke IESVS vvho in Paschall season came That by his death Man might enfranchis'd bee And by his slaughter the bound Goate set free MOYSES a brasen Serpent did erect VVhich cured Israel vvith his sole aspect Behold this Lambe meeke IESVS marke him vvell In him let all your meditations dvvell His only sight vvill cure your inflam'd blood Chiefely if seene vpon the Crosses Rood For knovv fierce Man this Lambe is Gods sole Son VVho vvhen vs sillie sheepe sin had vndone And vvee by Tempters
dunge Counsailes and Fathers haue religious bin Mee to exempt vvhen as they treat of sin And yet these foule-mouthd'e Cerberi dare houle That IESVS Mother is vvith blacke sin foule So did not the Archangel GABRIEL sing VVhen he from heau'n his Embassie did bring But thus began Hayle of thy sexe the best Store-stouse of grace amongst all vvoemen blest The Fathers svvimme in this Embassage streame Making the Angels vvordes my praises theame VVho dare a note hovvle contrarie to this Sing not as Angel but vvith Serpent hisse But though Dogs barke yet Cynthia keepes her course These Curres may houle but haue no further fource Although these Deuils against mee conspire Yet am I vvorshipped of Angels Quire Mauger the Serpent mauger errors pride In glories Chariot I triumphant ride These are the Clothes vvhich Satans children vveare The markes of Cain vvhich on their fronts they beare A deadly hatred and malitious splene Gainst IESVS Mother and the Angels Queene Such such are Serpents of-spring Satans seed VVhen you incounter them flie flie vvith speed Knovv IESVS loue in such can neuer dvvell VVho of his Mother knovv not to speake vvell Auoyd their companies their verie breath Is dangerous and can ingender death Hovv fatall vvas the serpents hissing noise VVhen he Eue murdred vvith his only voice Vild Heretiques of vvorse site sons as ill Haue of their father learnd vvith vvords to kill Hereticall assemblies are a schole VVhere Satan sitting on his pest'lence stole False doctrine teacheth and vvith forged tales Gainst me my Son and his Saints daily railes But vvhere are pious vvorshippers of me Assure your selues there IESVS Church to be VVhere IOHNS assemble there the true Church is If you finde one you cannot th' other misse Angels vvho not pertake our speaking art By signes vvill vtter their true meaning harte And saie this is that Church vvhich IESVS built Those verie vvalls he made the roofe he guilt Into this Church all nations enter in VVhere truest Sacrifice is done for sin Heere shed your teares here IESVS vice-roies sitt VVho can your sins vvashed vvith teares remit Iudges to vvhom IESVS such povvre hath giu'n That vvhat they here doe is confirm'd in heau'n In this Church vvee attendants on our King As IESVS Prelates doe the High Masse sing And eleuate our mightie Lord on High In signe of Homage on the lovv earth lie By Quires of Angels are song joyfull laies VVhen sinfull soules forsake their vvonted vvaies In Penitents conuersion shares haue vvee Our ruines by their risings filled bee Of it and those vvho in this Tempell are Are vvee protectours and haue speciall care VVhereas those Synagogues vvhich schisme and pride Haue cobled vp not Michael doth guide But Lucifer vvith his blacke guarde attends And brings at last vnto disastrous ends Chiefe Senatours of IESVS Common vveale Th'Apostles in this manner ring a peale That Church vvhich of th'Apostles taketh name Is IESVS Church vvee did erect the same Against this Church Hell gates fight but in vaine VVee are the Pillars vvho this Church sustaine Firme Pillars and strong firmament of Truth Supporting it mauger vvhat Satan doth Those Synagogues on Pillars doe not stand VVhich vveare built vp by Magus impious hand By Cerinth Marcion but in Pillars ' turne ' Are rotten stickes vvhich in Hell fire shall burne The houses vvith them joyntlie shall decaie The houses vvhich these vvorkemen make of Claie Opinions Preaching nothing else but ease Opinions vvhich prone to ill nature please Are rotten stickes vvhen Simon Magus said To gaine heau'n faith sufficient is hee made Of rotten stickes a stie for sensual hogs And like to him a Kennell for foule dogs Eunomius built saying that Faith alone Can saue our soule though good vvorks vve haue none Did not Nouatians build a house of claie VVhilst Priests authoritie they tooke avvaie A house vvhere carnall libertines shall dvvell A house vvhich is the Porters lodge of hell No vvonder though broad be perditions path For Pilgrims tovvards Hell it alvvaies hath No true Confession of sins in the vvay No good aduise the passengers to staie But in that Church vvhich built by IESVS hands On vs Apostles as firme Pillars stands IESVS appointed there should alvvaies sit His Viceroies and the guilt of sin remit And Christians teach vvhere feinds in ambush lie Hovv they their treacheries and snares shall flie Doctors of Physicke vvho vvith vvine and oyle Diseases cure vvhen Priests from sin assoile They povvre in oyle Gods mercie oyle must be VVhich svvimming ' boue his attributes vvee see Pennance by Priests injoyn'd hath the vvines place VVhich though it smart yet hath an healing grace His Viceroies vvho vvhen sinners goe next vvaie To Hell them by good admonition staie Teach Penitents that such and such a fault Their predecessours to perdition brought That such actes are inordinate and fovvle Such customes dangerous vnto the soule Hovv by good customes they must o'rcome bad In Ghostly vvarfare vvhat care must be had So AARONS Priests judg'd of the Lepers skin So IESVS Priests judge betvvixt sin and sin In Church vvhich IESVS vpon vs did raise Such vvas the vse This euen in our daies The custome vvas IESVS vs povver gaue To forgiue sins and vvee it practiz'd haue But vvhere of sins no true remission is Bee sure you shall of IESVS tempel misse Of that Church IESVS no foundation laid But schisme and pride haue the vvhole building made That Church Apost'like is vvhere-vvith great care Traditions of Apostles obseru'd are Things vvhich great IESVS vs alone did teach To the vvhole vvorld vvee aftervvards did Preach And though all circumstances are not vvrit The Majestie of God not thinking fit So to confine himselfe yet they 're as good As if they vvrit in sacred volume stood And in Religious hartes finde as much faith VVho kovv it is as true vvhat IESVS saith As vvhat he vvrites so vve haue Christians taught That Baptisme children frees from ADAMS fault Inspir'd by God vvee ordaind Lenten fast VVorship of Images in Tempels pla'st These vvee as IESVS substitutes ordain'de And haue in Christs Church hetherto remaind VVhere these are kept that Church is IESVS spouse Goe in all people there keepes IESVS house The Martyrs vvho vvith death their Crovvnes did vvin Ring such a peale and call all people in That Church vvhich by sad persecution grovves And more it is oppressed by her foes The more increaseth vvas by IESVS made IESVS of it the vvhole foundation laid The Parget vvhich this building makes so good And joynes the stones is glorious Martyrs bloud VVhen other sects by frovvning Caesars ire Consumed are like drie vvood in the fire VVee as true gold such is Gods heaun'ly mighte Are purifi'de and made to shine more bright VVho should of Sixtus and his Laurence tell If Valerianus had not bene so fell VVho e're had heard of braue Sebastians praise Had hee not liu'de
and aftervvards liue poore And it is true a foole blest man thou vvert And novv thy holy sons plaie the fooles part But he vvho vvhat is folly knovveth best VVhat vvisdome as he preacheth doth not jest That vvho are fooles in the vvorlds purblinde eies In Gods best seeing sight are truly vvise And if vve rightly censure he 's a sott VVho judgeth that for good vvhich good is not Hovv many doe vvee see vvho are all ill Haue riches honours pleasures at their vvill VVhen good are poore if there can good men be In this vilde vvorld vvhere most men bad vve see Therefore Antiquitie makes Plutus blinde Because he seldome honest men can finde To pleasure vvith his drosse the very same As to the good Ioue sendeth him falls lame But vvhen hee 's bid to vvicked men repaire He puts on vvings and flieth in the aire In our great IESVS vvas all vvisdomes store Yet did he liue contemned here and poore VVhat pleasures had he vvhom he loued best His Mother and Apostles nere could rest Alvvaies in troubles of all men thought vvorst Despis'de neglected suffring hunger thirst Cloth'd poorely entertaind vvith scoffes vvith quips Esteemd seducers dang'rous beate vvhith vvhips Surely if vvorldly men the right vvay goe IESVS vvould not haue let his friends liue soe Further great Saint though thy sons appeare base This verie basenesse doth the temple grace The stones are rough vvhich vndermost of all Support the building that it doe not fall Such stones in vision that great Prelate savv VVho gaue allovvance to thy stricter lavv In the vvorld is varietie of things All cannot Kesars be and mightie Kings All are not persons fit for Princes court There must be some vvho are of meaner sort Some must to Indies goe some in shops stand There must be contriemen to plough the land Yet this so much varietie of place Not only must be but eke giues a grace Neither are riches equally to all Out dealt some are vvhom vvealthy men vve call Others are poore vvhat then ther 's no lesse art In representing vvell the poore mans part Then in the acting of a King or Duke VVisemen vvhat part is plaid not so much looke As hovv t' is done you vvill graunt IESVS vvise Yet he plaid Codrus in a poore mans guise Codrus he acted and in beggers vveed To saue his people vvillingly did bleed Happy vvho chose vvith IESVS to be poore And vvith their Maister beg from doore to doore Happy thrice happy such this is my note Though the vvorld laugh and forth vvith saie I dote Our IESVS knevv if he should keepe his state No malice vvould praeoccupate his fate No Priests vvould for him thirtie pence out tell No Iudas vvould his sou'raigne so cheape sell. VVherefore he makes himselfe vvith Codrus poore And by his death doth man to life restore FRANCIS exprest the poore mans person to VVhich he of IESVS learned so to doe That vvhen the dramme vvith his life did expire A clap vvas giu'n by God and Angels quire And thou though last yet not LOIOLA least As daintie junkets at end of a feast So novv the vvorld is old and almost past Thou dost invite and please our Christian tast VVhen vvith thee in thy banner thou dost bring The name of IESVS our all conq'ring King Blest such true Sons vvho in their hart and flag Haue IESVS vvrit and vvith their Father brag Not in fames shaddovv sumptuous buildings drosse But only in their IESVS name and CROSSE VVhat hath Semiramis obtaind the Crovvne And shevves Magnificence in Babels tovvne Or doe the Amazons for ILIONS sake By Argiues ransaked a nevv Troie make Hath Dido as shee sees Sichaeus dead Into hott Afrique from Pigmalion fled VVhere shee imploies the treasure of her Purse In the erecting of a stately burse Our chiefe Preist IESVS through false treason dies From second Nuptials his Eliza flies MARTHA the vveeping MARIES sister fled First in this maner a Pigmalions bed And vvith her folke comming to Marsiles shore Of liuing stones gath'red a royall store To build a Church vvhere rightly should be done Best victimes to her Gods eternal son These stones vvere Virgins Chrysolithes them name For they refined vvere in true loues flame A troope of royall dames to labour fall Some the foundation some build vp the vvall Most of the Companie ascend aboue And deck the highest roofe vvith golden loue As in a summer month vvee often see The hiues frequented by the busie Bee Some goe from home some come backe to the Hiue Each pritty soule as Emulous doth striue VVho shall doe most the drones and vvho are slacke As they approach are from the hiue beat backe Some to bring vp the young ones haue a care Some to vnburden those vvho loaden are VVhilst none are idle none spend ill their time The honied house smels redolent vvith thyme In this Parthenian troupe none idle stand But to the labour each one puts her hand And bring vvell-tasting honie to the hiues Their actions honie are suck'd from Saints liues On flovv'res of Saints braue deedes these Virgins rest And by praire feeding suck out vvhat is best They learne of DOMINICK and KATRINE zeale To praie and labour for their neighbours vveale Of FRANCIS they humilitie doe learne Of CLARE hovv to themselues they shal be stearne And full of svveete they come backe to their home VVhere they the honie make and honie combe All full of louely svveet amongst them all Not one conuerseth vvho hath the least gall That IESVS Church neuer hath shades of night But a perpetuall and constant light Thereof vvee must ascribe not the least part To these Bees and their honie making art These Maiden Bees a Virgin vvaxe doe vvorke Of vvhich are Candles made for IESVS Kirke Their liues are Torches from vvhence light is gi'un VVhich as men see they praise the God of heau'n MARCELLA FABIA PAVLA and her childe EVSTOCHIVM in such vvorke vvere neuer toild EVSTOCHIVM natures vvonder in vvhose brest Most arts all virtues chiefest tongues did rest VVe thee SCHOLASTICA amongst the first Behold a Romaine CLAeLIA vvho durst Be author to thy high descended Dames Hovv they shall eternize their royall names VVhen thy Eduina sprung of English Kings Vnto our Temple a ritch Saphyr brings VVee 'le say by her oblation may be seene Although she spurn'da Crovvne shee vvas a Queene Of many Hildas Rictruds could vvee tell By thee instructed in religious Cell To offer amethysts vvhose virtues rare Against intemperance approoued are Of vvell tun'de voices to make vp a Quire VVe vvill not goe vvith IEREMIE and hire Lamenting vvoemen vvho shall NENIAS sing For good IOSIAS death their slaughtred King Thy English Nymphes Great Saint shall neuer fayle By daie by night their IESVS death to vvaile They shall in streetes of Adradremon mone And in the blacke fieldes of Mageddo grone They shall fill Adadremmon vvith said cries Because IOSIAS in Mageddo
〈◊〉 Apoc. 4. As the prototypoÌ„ is honoured in the vvorsip of the Picture so is it dishonoured in the contumelious abuse of it 1. Reg. The Albigenses affirmed our bles sed Ladie to haue bene agreat sin ner S. Austen The Coun cels of ClaramouÌ„ Basil TreÌ„t c. alvvaies except the B. Virgin vvheÌ„ they treat of sin Lu. 1. Gne 4 Tit. 3. Ps. 1. The Angels Mat. 16. Io. 21. Luc. 5. Ps. 19. The Apostles Mat. 7. Of the Sacrament of Confession Luc. 10. Ps. 107. 144. Leuit. 14. Luc. 17. Io. 20. Mat. 16. Of the traditions of the church Baptizing of Infants is an Apostolike tra dition as also the 40. daies fast of Lent and the vvorshipping of holy Images according to the 2. General Coun cel of Nice The Martirs The true Catholike Church increaseth by Persecutions Three hun dreth thou sand Martirs put to death in the Citie of Rome And thir Popes Ioh. 15. Dioclesiâ—◠〈◊〉 〈…〉 an though they pretended satiecie of honours and imperial dignitie to be the cause of their resigning the regal state yet they priuatly confessed to their nee rest friends that the true reasoÌ„ vvas the flourisshing and increasing of the ChristiaÌ„ church vvhich mageâ— their tyrannie more and more through out the vvorld dilated it selfe Act. 8. 10. It is a vvonderfull thing that the vvorkes of Arch heretikâ—s though most learned after some years all perish The Ar 〈…〉 aÌ„s Donatists NestoriaÌ„s ManicheaÌ„s and other sects haue vvritten bookes for the establi shing of their here ticall opinions and yet none of their vvorkes are extant as if they vvere sub iect to that curse Sâ—p 4. Spuâ—â—a vitulamina non agent altas radices And verily arch heretiks are the first begotten bastards of the Diuel as Policarpus called MarcioÌ„ A description of Virgins vvho to their crovvne of Virginitie haue added the lavvrel of Martirdome Apoc. 14 Can. 2. Apoc. 4. Iud. 5. A relation of the glorious Martyrdome of S. Ebba an Dom. 870. burnt vvith her holy Virgins by the Danes for the defence of their Virginitie Eccles. 10. Dan. 13. The OratioÌ„ made by S. Ebba to her Nuns Lucretia so generally commended for killing her selfe is much reprehended by S. Austen in his first book de Ciuit. Dei Margarit Middleton Promartir of her sexe in the last reuolutioÌ„ Cornelius 〈◊〉 Lapide of the Societie of Iesus a man famous for his profounde knovvledge in holy Scrip tures and languages makes honorable mention of her amongst the most glorious Martirs of the Primatiue Church in his CoÌ„mentaries vpon Gen. cap. 1. I haue here also made meÌ„tion of her at the vrgent request of a vvorthy personage in these partes vvho though a stranger to our Countrie yet is singularly deuoted to our couÌ„ trie vvomaÌ„ this holy Martyr The Doctors and holy Fathere of the Catho lik church Humilitie a speciall signe of the Catholike Church and it is vvorthy to be obserued that the greatest Doctors most learned in the Catholike Church haue bene most humble S. Norbert an Apostolike maÌ„ sounder of the order of Praemonstratenses by his holy labours he freed Antvverp from the heresie of Tanchelinus His vvhite order hath heretofore much flourished in our Countrie Fiftie Orders in the Church of God obserue the rule vvritten by 〈◊〉 Austen Ios. 7. Of the English Nuns of S. Monica in-Louaine liuing vnder the holy rule of S. AusteÌ„ The three Vovves 1. Pouertie 2. Chastity 3. Obedience The acts and exercise of a religious life Iob. Iob. 16. Of the buil ders of the church Mat. 22. Col. 2. Apoc. 21. A description of the foure Cardinal virtues Temperance Fortitude Iustice. Prudence The follie vnlavvfulnesse of single com bates The holy Councel of Trent sess 25. c. 19. ExcoÌ„municateth both fighters in single com bats as also the beholders 3. Reg. 13. Sap. 8. Apoc. 12. 1. Cor. 15. S. Xauerius conuerred aboue three hundreth thousand Infidels to the faith of Christ. A parenetical apostrophe to the married and schismatik Church-men of the greeke Church Act. 2. Ierem. 16. Io. 21. Mat. 12. Neuer any conuersions of Nations haue bene performed by heretikes Io. 19. Ep. Io. 13. Sir Thomas More Mat. 5. An Apostrophe to the clergie labouring in England Agge 2. 〈◊〉 Mac. 4. 2. Paral. 36. 2. Esd. 2. Of some principall Orders of Religion Luc. 6. 1. Cor. 3. Innocentins the 3. savv in vision S FraÌ„ cis holding vp the Laterane Church by vvhich vision God vvould de monstrat the benefite vvhich the Catho lik church by the pious labours of this holy man and his of spring in aftertimes receiued Of Orders of Religious vvoemen in the Catholik Church Mat 5. Of the relligions vveomen of Saint Benets order The Quire of our Church Ierem. 9. Zach. 12. S. Gregorie a Monk of S. Bennets order and aftervvardes Pope for his great zeale and labours in the coÌ„uersion of our countrie stiled the Apostle of Enland hee ordained the manner of sing ing which is stil retained in the Church of him cal led Cantus Gregorianus Gen. 3. Iud. 5. Purity ofâ— intention Leuit. 5. Luc. 2. Ierem. 8. Esai 49. 1. Reg. 16. Apoc. 12.