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Joseph reviv'd, or, The twelve last chapters of Genesis metaphrazed containing the life & death of holy Joseph / by George Lesly ...
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Lesly, George, d. 1701.
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Fathers God thou shalt receive All things soever thou desir'st to have Is' t pleasant Seasons this the mighty hand Will grant to thee do but the same demand Is' t liquid Fountains Fowls that flying be Or Fishes Call 't is he commands the Sea Is' t food or clothing Beasts on every hill Are his I know thou 'lt have them at thy will Or is it Children Do but them desire He 'll grant so many shall make thee admire Thy Grandsires blessing Isaac's mine all three While hills endure shall ever bide with thee And on his head they ever shall remain Whom cruel brethren thought once to have slain Benjamin thou shalt still a Warriour be And ever have thy sword upon thy thigh To kill and rob and to divide the spoil Thou shalt be bent and think of it no toil Here have you Jacobs sons all numbered Here have ye all that he unto them said Here all the blessings he before his death In his last Legacy did to them bequeath Here is the charge that he unto them gave Concerning's burial in the Hittite's Cave Which Abra'm bought in Ephrons field to be A burial-place for his posterity Here was he buried and his Sarah dear Rebecca ' nd Isaac were interred here Here Leah also laid into this field For which Abra'm did five score pieces yield Unto the sons of Heth who were right loath It to receive till he had sworn an Oath That of them he would not take it for nought They do agree the Cave is sold and bought Ah! I have spoke too long my Spirits fail Said Jacob see my Face and Hands grow pale This scarce was utter'd when his Heart had lost Its faculties and he gives up the Ghost When Joseph saw the death of 's aged Sire His filial love the Brethren all admire Who said thou' rt gone and I am left alone Oh! thou art gone I cannot chuse but moan Oh! thou art gone my only Father dear Oh! thou being gone what comfort have I here At this the tears so rushed from his Eyes That no by-stander could withhold their cryes For he his pale Face kiss'd and cry'd aloud To the Physitians who about him stood Come take this Body take it out from me Embalme it well let nothing wanting be This his command they willingly embrace Taking his Father from before his Face And sweetest smelling Spices do prepare For this last Rite he had enough to spare They never rested for six Weeks a day His Corps to dress e'r he was ta'ne away Is this all No a Winder greater far The Outlaw Heathen for him Mourners are Nine Weeks of Dayes which ended Joseph takes His Fellow-Rulers by and to them speaks You know in Egypt 't is a strict Decree That none in Mourning may with Pharao be Nor any conference in this posture have With him for which I earnestly do crave That you would go and make the King acquaint That my old Father while his pulse was faint Commanded me to swear a solemn Oath Should I it break I think he will be loath That I should bury 'm in his Fathers Grave Pray bid him grant it this is all I crave And if he fear that I will not come back He may my Sons of me for Pledges take Thus leaving Joseph all of them depart Who waiteth their return with grieved heart No sooner had they told the King his case Than he with sighing answered Alass Is Jacob dead my Father-Rulers Father And shall I hinder Nay I 'le further rather Make all the haste he can then come to me Till his return I shall not quiet be When Joseph heard the Kings benevolence He thank'd the Rulers and departed thence Then called all his Servants and his Kindred Who come unto him none of them is hindred The Kings own Servants and the Rulers be In readiness the Corps to ' companie Then Joseph doth this Funeral Journey take With more than Thousands armed at his back E'r Titan rose from out his watry Bed Or with his spangled Traces overspread The spacious Azure Chariots make a noise At which the prancing Horses all rejoyce Coach-men drive hard so that e'r it was nigh Sun-setting next Canaan they espy To 't yet said Joseph here we will not rest But will to Atad where we shall have best Accommodation for our numerous Train I know the place it is a spacious Plain Well hedg'd in there we may safely lie Until the rest we for the Funeral buy This was concluded and o'r Jordan they Came to the place of their appointed stay Where ' lighting down their Mourners so cry'dout For full seven days that all were round about Came running for to see what it might be Made all these strangers weep so bitterly Whose sympathy admir'd the place they call Abel-mizraim unto Ages all This Ceremony ended they the Vow Perform made to their Father while below And buri'd him in his Grand-sires Cave This was the last thing he did of them crave Now Joseph to his Pharaoh doth return Who for his absence never ceas'd to mourn Thou' rt welcome Joseph said the Egyptian King What news dost thou to me from Canaan bring All good my Lord with which he made a bow But Ah! I fear I 've stayd too long from you No no I 'm glad again to see thy face Said he for still thou shalt with we find grace By this time 's Brethrens hearts began to burn Thinking that he soon after his return Would them afflict for their long cover'd crime Which to prevent a Messenger in time They send to Joseph who this message bore Our and thy Father who is now in glore Commanded us thy Pardon for to crave Though we deserved other things to have For our outragious spite and crueltie Which we contriv'd against thee guiltless thee By seeking of thy spotless blood to spill Whilest thou our good foretold and not our ill The hearing this his tender soul did smart Whose watry Eyes it witnessed in part What What said he and do they me mistrust As soon as I my Father in the dust Have laid No no Dear Hearts they need not fear I will to them a great affection bear Were I vindictive yet that would not do That God is strong who still preserveth you You will'd indeed revenge upon my blood Yet all your malice turned to my good 'T was not your aim when you poor Joseph sold That he 'mong Egypts Worthies should be roll'd No no 'mong Slaves in this ye all combin'd But my good God had better things design'd Your preservation though ye made a prey Of me to Merchants as you see this day Wherefore take courage I will you preserve Your guilt I 'le pardon and with food I 'le serve You and your Flocks according to your mind Am I not Joseph can I be but kind Haste haste my Muse now thou must make an end That Pearl of price whom God did hither send Hath now ten Winters and 100 seen As many Summers of which he hath been Fourscore and sev'n in the Egyptian Land Alway's upholden by th' Almighties hand And now he sees of his own procreation In his last days a treble generation Then finding's vital Sp'rits begin to fail And Death ensuing who would take no Bail He calls his Brethren as his Father did And then unfolds a Mystery lay hid Concerning their departure to the place Promis'd to Abram and his following race And doth desire that all of them might swear That they to Canaan shall his Body bear When dead and lay him in his Fathers Grave Which they might find into the Hittits cave Here Joseph dies being of a good old Age. Here Joseph dies a chaste and holy Sage Here Joseph leaves his Pharaoh and departs Here Joseph leaves his Friends with grieved hearts Here with him dies all Jacobs Off-springs glory In Egypt and the Period of his Story FINIS THE AUTHORS WISH ALL beings Being all of nothing Maker Grant me to be of Devine Grace partaker That living Joseph's Life I may his Death Die and to thee that Legacy bequeath Which thou created and redeem'd with Blood When Self with Satan and my Sin withstood Grant Lord when I of thee these things implore That I be mindful to give thee the glore Due to thy Name from all Eternitie Hear hear my God I humbly begg of thee LAUS DEO
JOSEPH REVIV'D OR The Twelve last Chapters of Genesis Metaphrazed Containing the LIFE DEATH Of Holy JOSEPH By GEORGE LESLY Minister of Wittering in Northamptonshier And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God Rom. 8.28 LONDON Printed for the Author and are to be sold by Charles Smith at the Angel near the Inner Temple gate Fleetstreet 1676. IMPRIMATUR Gul. Jane S.T.B. Reverend in Christo Paâ—ti D no Henrico Episc Lond. Ã Sacris Domesticis Jan. 17. 1675. To the Right Worshipful WILL. WYMONDESOLD ESQUIRE Mr. EDMUND Mr. RICHARD Mr. MATTHEW and Mr. THOMAS his Brethren with their truly Vertuous Mother and Sisters Worthy Sirs and Ladies BEING about to throw my Mite into the Publick Treasury to plant a tender VINE in the Lords VINEYARD I thought you fittest to fence it with Your favourable Aspects who are not onely almost equal in Number but Vertues to those Sacred Patriarchs whose History I have metaphrazed The Meeter is like my Self dull and despicable but the Matter is of Divine Inspiration which requires Your acceptance by Heavens Authority while as the other onely lets the World know that I am YOURS Extraordinary obliged GEO. LESLY Wittering Jan. 7. 1675 6. TO THE READER IF Heaven be pleas'd to dart his glorious Rayes Into my Soul let others take the Bayes Who climb Parnassus and Mount Helicon For airy Notions while I at the Throne Of Mercy beg an understanding Heart To measure out what Moses did impart To th' World concerning Jacob and his Seed Mong whom a Dream did great dissention breed Though God inspir'd the Prophet from above And he poor Heart revealed all in love Whose harmless Vision counted was a crime And so perhaps may this my humble Rhime Yet if in friendly manner you disclose My oversights I 'le mend or write in Prose G. L. To my Worthy Friend Mr. GEORGE LESLY upon his Poem called JOSEPH Reviv'd WITH Fiction while the airy Poet doth Abuse the Text thou tell'st the naked truth Thou stuff'st thy Verse with Sense and every Rhime Compleat speaks thee a Poet without crime He who in Sacred Phrase was once forlorn And piece-meal shown like to his Garment torn Thou offer'st whole snips and shred's thy Theam Thou draw'st his Story up without a Seam O happy Art thrice Joseph rides in State In Pharaoh's Second Char'ot first then date His second Trophy with Divine Records His Honour last commenceth with thy words Bid Breth'ren all his Glory'n Egypt tell He needs not now thy Pen hath don 't so well That all the Brittish Orb of it may ring And we of thee while thou of him do'st sing Tho. Woolsey D.D. JOSEPH REVIV'D OF Rachel's long'd for darling since I sing And thy beloved help me Jacob's King My Bark is crazie and my stock is small Yet if thou Wind and Sea command I shall Safe to the Harbour this my Pinnace bring Then of my self and it make offering At Padan-aram had this worthy breath Not long before the beauteous Rachels death Yet Hebron was the place of his abode At seventeen years belov'd of man and God Where with his Brethren Dan and Napthali Asher and Gad he on the downs did lie Feeding the Flocks with them their ill report Grieved the Lad for which he did resort Unto his aged Father and declar'd Those passages that he had seen and heard These actions Boy to them will fatal prove Though I can never take from thee that love I unto Rachel while she liv'd did bear For proof whereof this Livery take and wear This with his tydings did exasperate His Brethrens spirits so that him they hate Which heaven soon perceiveth and his fame Raiseth by dreams to be fulfill'd on them The which when he awake begins to tell Their eyes inflame and hearts with anger swell Against the harmless Youth who ne'rtheless In friendly manner did it thus express This night said he as we all binding were Sheaves in the field mine did it self uprear In King-like posture and yours round did stand Making obeisance waiting its command To which his Brethren hastily reply'd Shalt thou reign o're us Shall it e're be said That thou shalt have dominion No thy grave Is just reward for these thy Dreams to have Yet where Jehovah works no man can let He dreams again of their succeeding fate Which he once more doth unto them reveale And said this other I will not conceale And thus it was Behold the Sun and Moon With Stars eleven to me have homage done Of this he did not only certifie His Brethren but his Father who did cry Fie Son what mean these uncouth thoughts be sure Such wild presages I shall ne'r endure Think'st thou that I my Wife and Children too Shall crouch and bow and fall 'fore such as you No child be wise forbear thus to divine Lest all the rest against thee do combine This storm is ceased and the young men gone Their flocks to feed in Sechem every one For whose long absence neither night nor day Can Jacob rest till Joseph's sent away Who said Go down and see if all be right I 've suffered much for my ten Sons this night Your will said he is unto me a Law I 'le go to Sechem though I never saw The place no sooner doth he undertake his journey than the way he doth forsake And wanders too and fro in open field Till one drew nigh and pitied the child Saying What seek'st thou Stripling 't is my grief To see thee straying here without relief My Brethren Sir said he pray tell me whither They 've driven their flocks to feed I must go thither Boy answer'd he I think I heard them say Rise up and let 's to Dothan streight away And there they are for any thing I know The grass is good because the ground is low My thanks I give you Sir and if I find Them there I 'le say you were exceeding kind This said he runneth thither joyfully Not dreaming once of any danger nigh But 't was a dream for he 's no sooner spy'd By his malicious Brethren than they cry'd Behold our Dreamer comes prophetick Mome Come let us slay him he shall ne'r go home And cast him in some Pit then we will say Some evil Beast hath ta'ne his life away And then 't is hop'd that we shall quickly see A final end both of his Dreams and he But Reuben who was judg'd least to respect God or his Father doth the Lad protect Sa'ing Let 's not kill him for some time or other It will come out remember he 's our Brother If his Blood cry let us not think to thrive We 'll rather put him in this Pit alive This course he was the willinger to take Because thereby he thought to get him back Safe to his Father All this time the Lad Thought of no ill nor yet suspicion had But rush'd among them ravished with joy Wishing them health who answer Foolish Boy Hast not more Dreams