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A51875 The loving husband and prudent wife represented in the persons of St. Eustachius and Theopista, martyrs / written in Italian by John Baptista Manzini and Englished by John Burbery. Manzini, Giovanni Battista, 1599-1664. 1657 (1657) Wing M556; ESTC R29503 56,382 213

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onely by them who under the shadow of a Deity that loves and does not punish impieties seek to shelter their consciences And is' t possible a Man of Valour though no Christian should not be asham'd to see himself prostrate at the foot of a God more wicked than wickedness it self And is' t possible he should not know these Incenses are consum'd in vain and so many and such chargeable Victims are to no other end but to waste our Wealth and Goods These are Gods which rob us though dead and though ador'd O blindness That God is not ours which seeks our perdition and that God is no God that knows not how to hinder his own Let us bestow our incenses where we have our hopes We hope not in impieties in wickednesses and eternal blasphemers of Gods name by whom they condemn'd will alwayes feel the punishment of their pride and rebellion I can answer you no otherwise but that you know us not if you threaten us And what wouldst thou have us to fear Shame And think'st thou that he 'll dye of shame who a Conquerour of the Devil and the World dyes serving and to serve his Creator What would'st thou have us fear Death A Christian hopes for death and fears it not Gods knife not Adrians affrights us A Christian hath his Country his faith hope treasures and glory in Heaven He is not a Countrey-man of this life Whosoever kils him does not drive him from the Earth but helps him to get sooner to Heaven whither he here a Pilgrim aspires O unhappy man that to live a few days would lose such a fortunate occasion of eternally beatifying himself But why nam'd I a few days If thou canst assure me of a moment of time for sacrificing to thy Gods I am ready to tell thee I will readily do it but if that cannot be so fading and uncertain is this our frail life why wouldst thou make me lose an eternal felicity for a very short moment of time for a moment uncertain for a moment which if certain would have howsoever more torment than life Friend we will dye even to fly this so troublesome life much more to serve our God that is so full of power And this life is too vile too uncertain and too dependant and we passionately desire once to dye to behold our most mercifull God to whose onely presence our souls do aspire and sigh Ah O my Sons shall we never attain to this happiness Shall we never get to tast it O most happy we if our God will be pleas'd to confer it on us And what shall we do in that blessed light which never is eclipsed In that inexhaustible and incomprehensible Sea of delights and consolations Will these petty disasters we suffer for his sake prove bitter or sweet profitable or sad Ah woe's me a frail and poor Creature who love not even so well my God but that the flesh makes me think of interest of pleasure and reward Be not scandaliz'd my sons let 's fight let 's suffer and dye for the onely love of God God alone be our object our reward and our interest Though he did not intend to reward us he deserves to be belov'd and how much for us hath he done Ah scourges ah thorns ah lances ah nails and ah cross ye know very well They spake here all together as expressing the consent of four valiant persons who animating one another as they fortify'd themselves so made the Spectators relent The Orator confounded and unable to compass his end returned to Adrian relating to him he had met with a Prison full of Constancy where he that expected to dye was more fearfull of the flowness than the sharpness of his Sword Adrian implacably incens'd with this last relation calling Placidus ingratefull sacrilegious and seditious and invoking particularly each God extoll'd and exaggerated the merit of his own piety That he had rather part with a Minister of state though usefull and glorious to the Empire than that Heaven should be sacrific'd to by his hand When he with exclamations complaints threats and injuries had sufficiently enflam'd and tormented himself the authority of the Devil his Counsellor prevailing at last he resolv'd to blot Placidus out of the book of life and ask'd by his will what death they should dye the Lions he reply'd should devour them who had for that purpose fasted three dayes together The innocent Christians were led to the Theater whither they went with a faith deserving a Theater The People who with tears resented their condition accompany'd and pitied them with a sorrow and compassion that cannot be express'd Every one was sorry for the Sons unhappy youth and every one for the Parents affliction Some thought the death of the young men was most worthy of pity because they were cut off in the flower of their age while others had a greater compassion for the Parents supposing their death to be the more pretious for by losing themselves and their Sons they lost and lamented more lives When the Theater was open'd and the persons condemned appear'd who more cheer'd up themselves in their dangers no eye was free from tears especially when they saw and heard Eustachius speak who kneeling in the midst of his beloved family cry'd aloud with his hands rear'd to Heaven Though all hell should be let loose much less a few Lyons he can have no feare that loves thee O Lord. Thou art too sweet and too dear O sweet and dear Love of our love Behold us at thy feer most ready and prepar'd for a sacrifice which is not so pure and immaculate as thou dost deserve is what four poor and miserable sinners can give thee With thy loving mercyes make it what thou would'st have it to be for thy glory What say ye dear Sons are ye glad of this occasion to shew your prompt obedience to our most gracious Father and God Take ye pleasure that he see he hath not given so much to you but that ye are ready to present and sacrifice more to him if it lay in your power Offer up to him and give him that life he so often hath bestow'd upon you preserv'd and made noble Which way will these Lyons come out Will they make peradventure to this place Come valorous Sons let us bend thither Ye are well acquainted with Lyons ye have conquer'd them formerly when ye were not old enough to distinguish them Will ye now be afraid of them when ye fight for Gods sake Ah dear husband his wife interrupting him began wrong not the valour of our Sons Ye O my Sons shall stand here together and I here before She will lead you out of this life who brought you into it Give prayses to God for the victory and bless and invoke him O holy thrice holy and a thousand times holy behold us at the sacrifice we so often have desir'd Accept O amorous accept most loving flame of our breasts this litte and last but