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Apollo Christian: or Helicon reformed
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Apollo Christian OR HELICON REFORMED ECCLES 38.25 Scribe SAPIENTIAM in tempore vacuitatis HOR. de Art Poe. Scribendi rectè SAPERE est principium fons LONDON Printed for Thomas Norton and are to bee sold at his shop in Pauls Church-yard at the signe of the Kings-head 1617. TO THE HONOR PROFIT DELIGHT OF THE MOST HONOVRABLIE DESCENDED AVLGERNON LORD PERCIE SONNE AND HEIRE APPARENT TO Henry HEROICK EARLE OF Northumberland LORD OF THE HONORS OF COCKER MOVTH AND PETWORTH LORD PERCIE LVCIE POININGS FITZ-PANE BRIAN AND LATIMER KNIGHT OF THE MOST NOBLE ORDER OF THE GARTER AND VNDER HIS LORDSHIPS TITLE FOR THE PROFIT AND DELIGHT OF ALL THE ILLVSTRIOVS YOVTH OF GREAT BRITAINE OR ELSEWHERE WITHIN THE SPHEARE OF THE English Tongue THE AVTHOVR HIS APOLLO CHRISTIAN OR HELJCON REFORMED IN TESTIMONIE OF LOVE AND SERVICE TO MAGNIFICENT VERTVE HVMBLY RITELY CONSECRATETH PSAL. 91. In Decachordo Psalterio cum cantico in Cithara HELICON REFORMED MELOS I. To the Maiestie of the Christian Name LOrd CHRIST ô giue me leaue grace to sing That sweet name IESVS and the heauenly thing Purport thereof and how thou ouercome By thine own goodnesse into virgins womb Disdeignd'st not to descend and man to bee In second person of the TRINITEE Through vnion of substances which great Clarkes Call Vnion Hypostaticke where the markes Of thy fiue purple wounds imprest abide In peirced hands and feet and trenched side Mûses of Sion and Mount Oliuet Whose ditties to mens voyces are not set Or notes of Helicon that dainty spring But Angels neither tune yee to the string Or stops of breath your most harmonious straines But to the spheares'selues where my Lord remaines Yee blessed Faëries Syrens Sisters nine So many heauens are to the chrystalline Borrow a while the fiue wise virgins lamps Goe downe to Dauids tombe and through the damps Of time and death bring hither from his shrine That instrument of Psalmody diuine His ten-strung harp his great triangled Lyre Whose sacred sounds when furious Saul did heare Th'll spirit fled so they who vnderstand May quickned be with our God-guided hand MELOS II. To the most rare vertue of true humility KIng Godfrey would not weare A diadem of golde Vpon the Crowne of thornes Where CHRIST his Lord did beare A crowne of thornes whose euery cruell folde That royall head did teare Dipping their sharp points deepe While Angels stood to weepe In that most precious bloud Whose venerable floud Made wither'd stockes greene buds and leaues to beare Godfreys deuotion such Findes now a starry crowne In city more by much Noble and faire then that recouer'd towne Whom Christs thornes doe not tuch Whom his blood mooueth not Who hath Christs loue forgot Were he the greatest thing That euer was call'd King At being spurn'd to hell ought not to grutch MELOS III. To the iust confusion of vicious selfe-loue DAuid doth free against himselfe confesse And freely Paul nor are they Saints the lesse God knowes and foreknowes all nor will vpbraid Or benefits or blame if we afraid To leese his loue repent and sinne no more Confession doth display the secret sore Counsell is med'cine mercy doth apply Who euer else is good a sinner I. And if for this ingenuous dealing plaine Any despise or doe repute me vaine I am a sinner I and say it still And they who thinke themselues deuoyd of ill Or like an Abrase table pure and free To them I doe not scorne a scorne to bee Themselues a scorne to God For who wants sinne Yet glory out of shame to seeke to winne Hath desperate ambition Then for this Another time and place more proper is But best beginnes confession workes of fame For God is reconciled by the same That sacrifice is Abels holocaust Grace making gracious ô how hard thou draw'st Prowd flesh and bloud to such an humble state As lifes acts past to recapitulate In my bookes front lo to Gods honour stands That I most sinner am if so his hands I may in Christ eschew and vengeance scape Giue to this holy worke a perfect shape Most heauenly Father for thy Sonne I sing Who both is Preist Altar and Offering His wounds had they not bled my teares had trill'd And sighes had blowne in vain those cisterns fill'd With crimsen iuyce scruz'd from the gory grapes Of his celestiall vine renew olde shapes And wash blacke sinnes as white as infant borne I who and all the world had beene forlorne But for this heauenly benefit must showe That from whom's all to him we all doe owe. MELOS IV. To the satisfaction of commendable praise-loue O Why should mortals titles couet God's bafful'd so by Pontius Pilas Vpon the title in the table of the Crosse In fixing vp the crosses table A vaine affection yet we loue it And neither is it to reuile at For who would not seeme honourable All Antiquâries cease your searches For the inscribed tables matter As whither Oliue Palme or Cedar Vpon the tropheas top it pearches And he who would in honours glitter Sure must not onely be a reader I doe confesse me most ambitious Of th' English Lyricks noble title Mine is the comfort God's the glorie O bee then ô bee propitious For albeit my powre is little Yet is my loue not perfunctorie Thy stile in Hebrew Greeke and Roman IESVS Nazaren King of Iewes all As if that Pilat had turn'd Prophet Who wanteth title seemeth no man Christs passion giue it to my Muse all 〈◊〉 prooues oft best when proud ones scoffe it Thus will I neuer enuy Caesar And fauorites of Kings thinke vnder Without applying to times humors Talents of minde destroy'd by pleasure The sicke world's cure a worke of wonder I court not fame nor phansies rumors Great Lady Fame the vaine mans Goddesse Faire Truth and Iudgement thee doe marshall After Queene Vertue Shee is Soueraigne So shadowes hand maids are to bodies If metit be let men be partiall But no doome's ill so Christian loue raigne The English Language rich in phrases O Lamb of God ô Kingly Lyon Riuall to Hebrew Greeke and Latin By mee the trumpet of thy prayses Shall into Albion transport Sion And Christs broad seale confirme my Paten MELOS V. A Romant of Christs Acts. To the cleering of CHRISTIANITIES bonor from all comparisons and indignities ADVERSVS PSEVDO PHILOSOPHOS PSEVDOPOLITICOS ETOMNES OMNINO NON SATIS CHRISTIANOS §. 1. LOrd Christ by thee this whole huge frame was made By thee the deep foundations first were laid From whence the palace of the heauens did rise And all which seemes so glorious in our eyes From thine eyes fire the starres and planets tooke The light they vse each fountaine sea and brooke Ranne liquid from thy mouth the earth was clad In herbs and flowres and fruits their colours had By the bright seales of their Prototypons And first Idaeas whose reflections Came from thy minde and th' obiects printed faire Engrain'd with dies which successory are Time was not