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A03210	The history of Susanna Compiled according to the Prophet Daniel, amplified with convenient meditations; sung by the devoted honourer of the divine muses, George Ballard.	Ballard, George, writer of verse.	1638 (1638)	STC 1333; ESTC S114851	36,368	150

lake Of common shame and folly bars our blisse Remember we our novell case in this We have imparadis'd our best affection Within the Eden of her best complexion Let us be prudent still and we shall find A mooting time to new informe her mind What if Susanna be so seeming chast So carefull to conserve fond honours blast That she about the town will never rome But in her Palace live immur'd at home What if she walke but in her gardens we Have leave to walke in them aswell as she What if a seeming Angell we shall prove Her woman by obtaining of her love Boldnesse beseemeth lovers best and fortune Then ●et us watch her Gardens 't is a common Custome observ'd among the Hebrew women To bath her Iv'ry limbs if we out-find Her bathing there there she discerns our mind Though Iudges we 'll turn Sentinels for love This noble passion oft transformed Iove In her white Conscience-book we 'll register Our warme affections we deserve not her If we delay this houre let us begin Demurres in love are more the mortall sin Doubtlesse Diana-like she ●aves her limbes In yonder Fountain on whose floury brims May we surprize her and possesse our pleasure In rifling up dame Venus hidden treasure If in our aidance Heav'n Gods will not bow Help us you Acharontish gods below We can beguile if holpen but by you Daughters of Iacob and of Iudah too MEDIT. VI. Heu vivunt homines tanquam mors nulla sequatur BElial and all his babes are busie still In darksome earth to do their pranks of ill And what the Dev'll dare scan● presume to doe That ev'll he tempts ungodly men unto The glorious Angels dare not p●wsing stand But what God will 's performe it out of hand The whirling spheares with armies of the heaven Observe the statutes God to them hath given The Skie the Earth the Ocean ev'ry thing Nay fiends themselves obey th' eternall King Dumbe creatures of this world fulfill the word And will of man their dominering Lord The brutish cattell do what them behove But sinfull men most disobedient prove They worse then all things else disdain to follow The Lord of all things all his Lawes unhallow And but for nothing in an angry mood They sometimes swim in streames of Abel's blood And for base lucre germane brothers slay The Devils have more feare and faith than they ●ome of them make a god of gold and some With giddy cups of Atheisme overcome Beleeve blind Fortune wrought this goodly frame That all contains and governeth the same Another kind remayn befool'd in evils Supposing neither Deity nor Devils Counting Religion and the holy Law But wiles to keep the wilfull world in awe Some others deeme death naturally came To ev'ry thing beneath the Cynthian flame Yet living so as they should never drink The cup of death nor sleep on Lethe-brink They fearelesse sin untill by death th' are sent Vnto infernall vales where Dathan went With his companions there 's no wrath to come As they beleeve soule 's blisse nor day of doome But ev'ry nullifidian which denies The resurrection from the dead shall rise And lastly heareth Archangel'● trumpet summon To heav'ns chiefe ses●ions all the world in common Platonian wisemen when the world is done Shall come in judgment of the Virgins sonne At which great day the round enflaming earth The boyling Sea and burning hell beneath Shall vomit up their dead whose spirits shall In quickned corps be re-invested all All Na●ions shall at heav'ns throne appeare To yeeld account how they have lived here The King of glories at whose dexter-hand Thousands of thousands Saints and Angels stand● Shall bend the shining heavens downe and come To render to the live and dead men doome Then righteous soules shall evermore be blest With Eulog●es to everlasting rest May I beleeve while I have life and breath That our dead bodies doe but sleep in death Vntill that glorious day that after then God's Parad●se just ones obtain agen For for the righteous Sions Lambe was kill'd Yer God foundations of the world did build But woe to them and many woes remayn That are miswandred in the wayes of Cain That by deceitfulnesse of Balam's hire Are tumbled down to Hel's Gehinn●●-fire That in gainsayings of rebellious Core Are falne down and lost for evermore For they are stones in hospitable feasts Abominable more than any beasts Roaring like waves which Satan puts in ●●tion To foame out shame on sin's bloud-colour'd Ocean And like to errant Stars bereav'n of light Reserv'd in darknesse for the darkest night Sect VII ARGUMENT Susanna bathes her in a Spring Of her Gardens where birds sing Neere which enamour'd Elders were Enambusht they surprise her there VPon a day Susanna walkt alone Save two yong damsels her attending on Into her gardens shady woods and bowers T' enjoy the blisse of vacant ev'ning houres To heare the Quiristers of Nature sing Their dulcet-tunes unto the dancing spring To heare the shrill sweet Philomel of May Warble forth sweet notes on a thorny spray Which birds she listening to them ran on still In various quav'rings of unmated skill Chanting their silver-ditties more and more And sweetlier sang than they had sung before Tuning through their winde-instrumentall throats Quaint diapasons of well sounding notes Which Musicke repercust by rocks and rils Sported nymph-Eccho in the boschy hils In her peramble loe the blossom'd trees With hony-dews imploy the humming bees And painted trouts in clearest fish-ponds play Above the water in a shining day There softer aires perfum'd by many flowers Which flourished through May as mid-night-showres Sweetned the bowers of her sweet meditation Pleasing her soule in heavenly contemplation Where lustfull Elders cunningly lay hidden To theeve away the onely fruit forbidden Now when she had perambulated round As she accustom'd her small Eden-ground She most unhappily came down to coole Her curious body in a chrystall poole The sultry time inviting to the same Lest purest bloud within her veines inflame She little weening what bold serpents lay Lurking to venter on so boon a pray Sent both her maidens that untir'd her in To fetch sweet washbals for her silken skinne Who brought the same returning in they barr'd Her garden doores as she had given word And then in veils with linnen-syndons dight Whose perfect hew out-shone the milken white Gently she waded from the fountaine brimmes Where water nymphs embrac'd her Iv'ry limbs The day was cleere and radiant Titans e●'n Did scantly through o'reshading arbors shine No eye she deem'd but heav'ns immortall one Discernd her in that secret fount alone She upright standing whe● false Elders ey'd her Like faire Diana when Act●on spi'd her Who wont while bathing in the silver spring This sequent Psalme most frequently to sing PSAL. 137. Psalmus comes optimus WHen by the flouds of Babylon We sate us downe did flow Flouds from our eyes to pender ●n Our mother Sion's 〈◊〉 As for our Harps we hanged

Had been familiar with their neighbour's wives Such wicked children and the same of whom Th' eternall said Iniquity is come From Babylon and plainly doth appeare In breasts of Ancients that doe govern there These haunt the Mansion of Lord Ioachim And crept in estimation with him Where often both of them in doubtfull cause Passe partiall judgement of impartiall Lawes Their heads were wilefull for a golden fee Saints they cōdemn'd bold sinner's lives to free These gazing on the Sun of Susan's beauty Were strucken blinde they could not ken their duty Their hasty feet in paths infernall trod And they forgat the glorious lawes of God When Time's cold Winter chang'd their beards like wools Of whitest Lambs and baldned both their sculs They burn'd in lust towards her and ev'ry day Court being ended there did loyt'ring stay Their bloud reboil'd like that in Aeson-veins They were as jocund as the yonger swains To dinner sent-for each returneth home Whither again they having din'd would come So in apparell chang'd that men whilere Who 〈…〉 were Though they by interparlance were unjust Yet did they not communicate their lust T'ill wondring at their frequent meeting there Each tell 's his fellow without shame or feare And then these Devils in a humane shape Cohasten faire Susanna to intrap Though Charon hel's infernall Boat-man stood Waiting to waft them ore the Stygian flood They doted on Venerian sport as though They had creation only to doe so So waxen old they both again begin To serve another pren●●ship to sin Mispending their most precious heav'n lent leasure Not in repentance but in carnall pleasure MEDIT. V. Voluptas dulce venenum COuld judges having honour to be stil'd Gods upon earth then Devils prove more vil'd Could they who often had condemn'd to die Adulterers commit adulterie Could Elders burn in lust could old men wander In flames like the Serpentine Salamander Did they when crooked old and bald and rivell D'on youthfull rayments to allure to evill Had the seducing Div'll no yonger men In Babylon to be his factors then Vain-glorious fooles to think apparell could Intice a Saint though wrought with Indian gold Had they contemn'd the Lawes and taken leisure To fall from God to make a god of pleasure Pleasure what is it 't is an Amphisben Biting at both ends it soon endeth men Pleasure what is it is it not a trap To ruine Anthony in Fortune's lap To humble Hanibal who marched farre Renownedly unharm'd by Roman warre This is a hand of Mischiefe thi● could rim Proud Olophernes traitors head from him It could demolish skie-aspiring Troy And her bright glory in dark embers lay The soules of men are oftentimes betraid By carnall pleasure to infernall shade 'T is like a blind worm● in our paths it is A stinging Adder of the land of Dis 'T is like Medusa's tresse and if it be T● wound in the body of man's living tree Man's heart of flesh convert's if he have one By secret vigour to unliving stone It steeleth o're the maiden-blushing soule Past sence of sinne make 's royall David foule Alas the Lebanon of God hath never Such Cedars nourisht but this storme could shiver This is a blast could tumble to the ground World-wondred Samson when he liv'd renown'd Could make the wisest mortall King bow down With foolish congies to the gods unknown Pleasure 's a monstrous Witch that can transforme Proud men into Harpeian-birds of harme Embrace her in your bosomes you that list To houle in darknesse of Chimeria● mist For this pollutes man's soule and ●an vndoe The strongest men consenting thereunto Plebeans should beware and Prin●es then Be vigilant in choosing soundest men For Magistrates such whose example shoo'd Shining in goodnesse do their Con●i●●e good Kings that so carefull are shall ever find Confirmed peace and leave renown behind Which Pharoh knew when he to Ioseph's hands Committed ruledome of Aegyptian-lands Wherefore let Christian Kings observe the same And they shall gaine an everlasting Name Sect. VI. ARGUMENT The Elders thinke mens spirits ●n●w ●fter death no weal● nor woe Of sin and Susan's destoration Consisteth all their consultation THese Elders when together on a day Between themselves these following words did say Such wordes renowned Salomon foretould In counsell speak our Saviour's Iudges would Mankind is born to live and die in sin Death makes a man as he had never bin Let 's laugh our time to nothing after death Comes neither joy nor pain our vitall breath Smoak-like ascendeth from our nostrils all Our words like fiery dying sparkles fall Unto the ground our bodies turn to clay Our spirits vanish like the aires of May Our lives consume like empty clouds of heaven Which winds beyond the ken of man have driven Or like to dewly mists that soon are done Upon the rising of the Summer's Sun Our names and fames in time will be forgotten Our memory like dead men's bones be rotten Time hastens man decay's compleats his Urn And 't is decre'd from death can none return Come let us fall unto our wonted games Let us be blith and nourish wanton flames On silver-trenchers let us frankly ear The finest fat of lust-provoking meat T' will make us young though we be waxen old And let us drink in burnisht bowles of gold The sparkling ancient strong Falernian Wines And look about for youthfull Concubines Sad cogitations jolly soules oppresse Let us ascend our thrones in pleasantnesse Let Nard and Amber on our garments smell Like Flora's Bow'rs where Maja's Nymphs do dwell Roses will wither being fully blown But while they bud wee 'le weare a Rosie crown What Lyncean eye discern's our lewd delight Cover'd with darknesse of the cloudy night Why should we censures feare or idle sound Of humane words that are inviron'd round With marble-wals the wit of mortals can Not find our wiles past finding out of man And Heav'n regardeth not the workes of men Come let us boldly feast and frollick then Let vs not care though heav●ns bright eie espies For danger comes not from serened skies That men to heav'n ascend is but a fable Heav'n for mankind is not inhabitable Faire women be our heaven Venus treasures Our happinesse some token of our pleasures In ev'ery place wherby the world may mind us In future time now let us leave behind us To swell our borders let us never spare To injure Orphans never let us care To estimate men's white sen●●ed haires The open Index of their doting yeares But to our pleasure let us bend Susanna Whom fame reporteth chaster then Diana Fame is mistaken she is fairer farre Shall we but gaze on this admired starre To pine with Tartalus let 's mount and teare Her glory down and stain her silver spheare If Susan be a Comet in the aire She doth portend Elders shall soon enjoy her Dedalian plumes let us ascend upon And shuf●le Phoebus from his burning throne But if with wax-wings we our mounty make Doubtlesse we tumble in Icarian