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A11268
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Adams complaint. The olde vvorldes tragedie. Dauid and Bathsheba
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Sabie, Francis.
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1596
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STC 21534; ESTC S110788
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ADAMS Complaint THE Olde Worldes Tragedie Dauid and Bathsheba A Ioue Musa ✚ HEB DDIEV HEB DDIM Imprinted at London by Richard Iohnes at the Rose and Crowne next aboue Saint Andrewes Church in Holborne 1596. To the Right Reuerend Father Richard by the Prouidence of God Bishop of Peterborough F. S. wisheth increase of temporall and spirituall blessings LEarned Mecoenas fauorite of Muses Renowned Patron hater of abuses Who sitting in Religions golden Chaire Thou her she thee adornes with vertues rare As Phoebe from her Phoebus borrowes light Wherwith againe she decketh him by night So likewise thou She thee with swauity Thou graceâ—…t her with moderne grauitie Both I my selfe and Muse will now assay Our tributorie debt to thee to pay By dutie bound vnbound I can be neuer Vow'd to your Lordships seruice now and euer Your Lordships at commandment FRANCIS SABIE ADAMS Complaint NEw formed Adam of the reddish earth Exilde from Eden Paradice of pleasure By Gods decree cast down to woes from mirth From lasting joyes to sorrowes out of measure Fetch'd many a sigh comparing his estate With happie blisse which he forewent of late Rowse vp thy selfe my Muse a tale to tell A dolefull tale in sad and plaintiue verse How man in blisse from happinesse once fell Although not woont such horrors to rehearse Oh great Iehouah heauens great Architect In this sad worke my fainting Muse direct With pensiue heart he trac'd the earth new founded Wringing his hands in lamentable wise Earth neuer with ground-cleauing ploughshare wounded Now to the starry globe he cast his eyes And now to Eden where he erst remained From which with fiery sword he was detained O haplesse Adam quoth he vnkind father Vnnaturall Parent childrens fatall foe From whence all mankind doe such curses gather Authour of death first bringer in of woe No sooner fram'd of thine al-making God Then purchasing his sin-correcting rod. Did not Iehouah lend to thee his grace More plentifull then other liuing things Who hauing fram'd thee did prouide a place Euen Paradice the shadow of his winges Amongst a thousand sundry kindes of meat Forbidding thee one only fruit to eat Consider birds beasts fish and other Creature Behold they all looke groueling on the ground He vnto heauen erected hath thy feature That thou maist see his woonders which abound Yet thou on whom most louingly he looked Hast first of all to anger him prouoked For thee he made heauens Azur-painted cou'ring Adorning it with starres with Sunne with Moone The blustring windes within the aire be hou'ring That thou his maruels mightst behold alone Yet thou his greatest fabricke with thy sinne To anger him didst first of all beginne For thee he fram'd earths euen-poysed globe Hanging it in the aire to humaine woonder And decked it with fruites as with a robe Making the seas deuide the same in sunder The seas he dight with fish the earth with beasts For thee yet thou hast broken his behests What didst thou want amid that pleasant plot Prepar'd for thee by his all-working skill Thou canst not thinke the thing thou haddest not Without all griefe thou liued'st not knowing yll Pride and desire of knowledge made thee taste The fruite which did indeed thy knowledge waste Had not thy God sayd taste not of the tree The fruit perhaps had still remain'd vntouched Hencefoorth shall this enormity by thee In minds of thy posterity be couched Burning desire of secrets which are hidden And fiery zeal of things which are forbidden What made thy wife the fruit so to desire The goodly hue and beautie of the same What did allure and set thy mind on fire The glozing words of thy seducing Dame Henceforth therfore will womens words beautie Seducers be of mankind from their dutie Blind Euah saw'st thou not as in a glasse How Sathan with his guiles did circumuent thee Beheldst thou not the brittle world alas How it with vading vanity did tempt thee Then how the flesh did combate with the Spirite And all of heauenly blisse thee to disherite O certaine type true figure perfect map Of future euilles t'all mankind to fall These still with sleights as in a subtill trap Will seeke to make all humaine ofspring thrall Whilst Sun remaines whilst Moon doth endure These archfoes will their treason put in vre Wouldst thou in blisse not keep one little law How wilt thou now a multitude obserue When many thousand deuils thy mind withdraw To which thou canst not choose but needs must swerue And hauing sweru'd thy conscience plainly saith That euery sin deserues a seuerall death Then viewed he the cerule-colored Pole With pitchy clouds which gan to be obscured Blacke foggie mists rose from earths lumpish mole Earths mole by plow-swaine neuer yet manured Ay me quoth he this may a token be That for my sinne my maker frownes on me Day-guiding Sol with his bright-burning lampe Obscures his beames in clowdes his glorie hiding Night-ruling 〈◊〉 waxeth pale and dampe Asham'd of me my glory not abiding Star-bearing skies with your earth-cou'ring valt For me it is you frowne for my default Rain-sending clowdes poure out your watry showers On earth vast Orbe which from the seas yuo borrow Cold-causing frosts deface the fragrant flowers With hoarie rymes true types of future sorrow Adam now made his maker hath offended To whom so many blessings he extended Ah how Dame Vâ—…r the ground with flowers spread Vauting her selfe amid that pleasant pallace Foure chrystalâ—… lakes distilled from one head Refreshing hearbs with humor thee with sollace Thou didst not sow no labour didst thou take The earth bore all things neuer toucht with rake See now how Sommers beauty-spoyling drought Earth of her party-colloured vestments robs Transporting all the buds which Ver had brought To fruitlesse hay dry straw and withered shrubs Then mystie Autumne with his raigne boreaues The earth of hearbes the trees of parched leaues If any Vernall remnant yet be left By Aestaes heat and Autumns raine not spoyled The same by chil-cold Winter is bereft Of vigor and with hoary frosts deâ—…oyled Frost making earth a Chaos to resemble For mine offence wheron to thinke I tremble The blewish skyes did only me protect I sought not for a stately brick-built Castle I needed not a sheltring roofe erect Against tempestuous windes and raine to wrastle The sturdie Oake in mountain tops did stand The stones lay still I tooke them not in hand Now Adam stir thee like the nimble pricket Pursu'd with houndes ransacke thy Grandams bones Cut downe the massie Oke from grouie thicket To forge a tyled roofe for playned stones Forge thee a shelter edifie an holde To shield thee from the rage of winde and colde As I was made so liu'd I with my spouse Both naked were yet knew it not O rarenesse We felt no colde yet liued in no house We blushed not one at anothers barenesse But out alas what shamefastnes we suffred When vgly sinne our nakednesse vncou'red Learne heer O