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A34017
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Poesis rediviva, or, Poesie reviv'd by John Collop ...
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Collop, John.
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1656
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Wing C5395; ESTC R19451
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th' shadow Lord of death how shall I fear If thou which art my life and light draw near On Our Father VVHo disobey can I Lord Father call Pronounce in heav'n my thoughts nere there at all 'T is I my God have sinn'd 'gainst heav'n and thee Blinded by sin so high I cannot see How shall he Lord say Hallowed be thy name Prophanes thy Image takes in vain the same Thy names a sacrifice Lord which will require To hallow it of flaming zeal a fire But where of Lust's a furnace in the heart Of good desires can it a Lamp impart Or what is Lord thy Kingdome unto me While th' world flesh devil here keep anarchy Yet Lord 't is every where thy pow'rs in hell But with Saints onely dost in mercy dwell Can I desire thy Will may Lord be done Which 'gainst thy Will after my own will run How shall I beg for bread or it obtain For dogs my Lusts thy childrens bread would gain As I forgive would I have thee remit Thou without mercy should'st in Judgement sit Revenge boils in my heart but there doth lie Alas froze near my heart cold Charity Would I into temptation not be led Who run into it am to vertue dead Unto my self temptation a strange devil Incarnate made a forge to frame out evil Tongue of the aged Serpent is the sting My lips are gates which unto death do bring But Lord the Kingdome Power and Glory's thine Let th' Kingdome Power and Glory in me shine Thou Lord a Kingdom makest where thou art A glympse of thine a Paradise doth impart Lord by thy presence Heav'n make in my heart So shall I Father cry which in Heav'n art A Heav'n-inspiring zeal with th' heart inflame A sacrifice mak 't to hallow Lord thy name Thy Kingdom come of grace will shall be done In Earth as Heav'n while Earth a Heav'n hath won Then shall I daily be with Manna fed Have thee within Lord who art Heav'ns sole bread Then shall I be forgiv'n Lord and forgive Can't he want charity who with love doth live Into temptation then I can't be led Thou art th' door truth light way that I must tread How can from ill I not delivered be Who have a Rock a Tower a shield in thee Thine is the Kingdom power and glory 's thine Oh shall I not have all when thou art mine Incerta poenitentia EAch day a market is where we do buy Or unto sale expose eternity Each day 's a ring with good deeds it engrave At the Lambs wedding you this ring must have Time golden Harvests each day doth present The times to be redeem'd that is mispent On the back of sin sorrow and shame doth wait Repentance hasts ne're overtakes or late To all to grieve few to repent is giv'n Whichis begot like pearls of th' dew of heav'n Happy in this snow-water bath their soul It can the burnings of their lust make whole More weep for sin that sin doth them forsake Then that by sin they God an enemy make Such water doth augment not quench Hell flame 'T is true Contritions floods must quench the same Practice of lives not tongues must Christians make He leaves not sin leaves it doth him forsake He loves not God who for himself don't love Who 's glew'd to earth shall nere know God above A Iudas here impiety may veil With kisses vengeance slow yet sure can't fail He 'l break in two discover his black soul If timely pennance wipe not sins black scrol Lord let me hear thy voice while 't is to day Lest hard'ned in sins wildernesse I stray Unto the fiery serpents sting I pray While I forsake thee Lord who art the way Certamors VVAtches and clocks al but the last hour sound That hour should in our conscience be found Sure death 's a riddle th' tablet all unfold By none the meaning can of it be told Yet th' soul surpris'd in lust hell is her share Hell where of misery the Abysses are Hell th' Common-shore of all the filth of th' world Where th' fewel of Gods wrath in fire is hurl'd Where the Salamander-lust shall bath in fire Which here anticipates Hell in loose desire On Earth by Euthymy who a Heav'n don't find The Hell hereafter feels hath here in mind But oh where 's Conscience virtues Correlate Which sugars tears and survives ev'n in fate Where 's that delicious torrent of delight Glancing i th' Cage of flesh a heavenly light From the love of God this Alchymy redowns Iron to gold turns and disgrace to crowns Can he want light dwells in th' midst of th' Sun Thirst from whose belly living waters run Would he have meat thy flesh is meat indeed By faith on thee we may sweet Iesu feed Can he want clothing Lord may put on thee Nor med'cine have of Life thou art the Tree Who wants direction thou aâ—…t Lord the Way The Light Door Truth to guide them thee obey Lord come unto my soul bid it be thine So death shall have no power when life is mine On the Resurrection ARise my God my Sun arise Arise thy side My sin doth hide Thy blood makes pure Thy wounds me cure He ever lives who with thee dies Arise my God my Sun arise Abysses on Abysses call Who God denies First to him flies Where fiends could dwell And make an hell The first sees heav'n of all Abysses on Abysses call See! ah see me purpled o're The scarlets thine Though th' sin were mine Thine was the grave My sins would have The rising thinâ—… I would implore See! ah see me purpled o're In mercy Lord in mercy rise Emit a ray And make a day Where sins black night Hath ravish'd light Thou to the blind Lord first gav'st eyes In mercy Lord in mercy 〈◊〉 This day we Resurrection call Remove the stone My sins are one Ah buried in The grave of sin Shall I no rising have at all This day we Resurrection call Come thou Abyss of sweetness come Come my dear Lord Say but the word Unto my Soul I shall be whole Thou for thy self makâ—…st onely â—…oom Come thou Abyss of sweetness come Ad Animam QUid lenta cessas ah moraris I pete Ignicule sancte Coelites Hinc hinc prophana procul in anis â—…mpia Hinc execrata vanitas Io triumphe proh sona victrix Io Triumphe reboent aethera En en reperta est quae petita fletuum Torrente pragma sedul En lota prodit en nitens en quam refert Puram creantis imaginem Io triumphe plaude Coelitum chore Redeunte plaude prodigo Humana sileant en loquuntur Angeli Quam digna sphaeris musica est The Leper cleans'd HEar Lord hear The Rhet'rick of a tear Hear hear my brest While I knock there Lord take no rest Open ah open wide Thou art the door Lord open hide My sin a spear once entred at thy side See! ah see A Na'mans leprosie Yet here appears A cleansing Iordan in
fit 'Twixt man and beast there 's now no difference made To th' bestial part since reason man betrai'd Physitians once were Children of the Sun Now night and earth need cover what is done Wise Lacedemon would no quacks endure Themselves intitling unto natures cure A painter convert Leech said Earth may hide The faults I now make th' former were espy'd While Italy did to Adrian complain Under pretence of help their friends were slain The Pope reply'd the Land would be too great These you devour least you your selves might eat Thus cruelty passing uncontroll'd by Law Leeches by purse and veins the heart blood draw Yet all Egyptian-like to Crocodiles pay Devotion for requital do them slay On Noah Big's vanity of the Craft of Physick IN Noah Bigs ark truth shall nere be sav'd Since for one truth preserv'd he twenty wav'd While you would physick purge and purges too We need a purge of hellebore for you Like th' mad man living in a Seaport Town Thought all the ships came in the hav'n his own No ship but his at truths port hath arriv'd In waves of error drown'd none else surviv'd Yet while he 's gleaning up Van Helmonts scraps And the Dutch hogs head long since broch'd new taps Had he apprentise to an Alewife been By yest fermenting ale he more had seen The humors to ferment had better shown Then what Van 's stronger phancy brews or 's own Yet 't is no matter though all Sciolists be Knowledg in Physiques occult quality On Noah Biggs BY the spirit more though Chymistry can show Then by 't Enthusiasts of the age do know Though ages dream'd and th' aged dreamers be We that are young men do no Visions see To glean truth see in Harvy Harves here Themselves in him the Colledge pillars rear No more of every wind of phancy sport He gives them truth and gives them reason for 't Yet thou dear Biggs so well of ill hast writ He who can't praise thy truth may praise thy wit On Fontinels WHat though Chymera's all defluxions be That need to have an issues midwifrie He that doth good though he the cause don't know There is no cause why he should lesse it do Corruption from a roweld horse doth flow 'Cause th' Farrier knows not why is it so Who truth immers'd would pluck out of the pit Not onely peeps but doth exantlate it To the first moving vesicle tracts the blood Hath ebbing flowing circling understood Whence our impurities spring knows every mine Not fights 'bout words but can the things define He who shows faults to truth he is no friend But he who showing teaches to amend Had the acute Van-Helmont faults thus shown He had cur'd ours and not have made his own Nor while he proves all issues to be vain Prove onely so the issue of his brain Let 's Scholers all to Patavie be sent Where they for giddy fumes give hogsheads vent On Van Helmont IN luxury of wit there 's more then needs And in the best of Gardens there 's some weeds In Helmonts Paradise there 's of life a tree By fruits of knowledge we may blinded be And while our imperfections we would smother Onely some figleaves take to make a Cover What few do seems to know of what he wilt Superfaetation hath no abort wit 'Bove Galens scurf 'bove him whose scraps might feed Sages yet he a school boys latine need Yet to set th' Kernel off let th' shel be foil If not much labour Theophrast shew'd much oyl But oh while errors troops Van rashly charges Error him Captive takes who truth inlarges On Doctor Harvey VVHat can one pillar onely be thy due The Colledge pillar and truths pillar too Had we Seth's pillar whose sight Ioseph feigns Perusing thine 't would scarce requite our pains Non datur ultra Hercules pillars show Beyond a Hercules labours thou dost go Seav'n headed Hydra error multiply'd Thou need'st no Club thy knife can soon divide Augean filths no work when vy'd with thee Do'st cleanse the Jakes of all antiquitie All truths before thine did like heat-drops fall Vanish'd so soon scarce seen or known at all Thou set'st up sail swim's through the purple flood Which blush'd before 'cause never understood Thou circlest through our Microcosom and we Learn more then th' world our selvs new worlds by thee Knowledge was eaten through with ages rust And the Serpent now would cheat us with his dust Most do an apple phancy knowledge fruit Say but an Harvey we assent unto 't Yet here we knowledge gain withoout a death Death onely opens us a way to breath Enabled by the cunning of his knife He Cherubin like doth guard the tree of life Above the milky way in glory shine Lend humane nature lustre more divine Those lesser stars a Peckquet Bartholine Lose all their glory when by 't vy'd with thine They babes in Physick by thy milk may please Thou open'st veins for cure of truths disease Art natures midwife stripst her Callow brood And new attirest to inrich our blood VVhat need we pillars unto Harvey raise VVho rears himself a Pyramid of praise To issue wanting Absaloms Pillars rear Each generation will give him an heir VVhile drops of blood can channel in a vein Truth 's bloody victory will him trophies gain On Dr. George Ent. PErfum'd with spices when our Phoenix dies May'st from his ashes glorious arise Thy name speaks being betterd by thy art Non ents in knowledge may thy skill impart 'Bove aged Dons whose bushes figure time Yet beaâ—…ded Meteors all their lights from shine From lesser starrs we do expect no light Nor Comets from the dregs of phancies bright Of truths succession maist thou Herald be Proclaim her warres her rights and pedigree VVhile we our Williams Conquest do proclaim Not Conqueror of a Land but whole worlds name Intitled to it by each drop of blood VVhich posting round proclaims his title good From th' Tyranny of ignorance them freed VVhile his dissecting hand made errors bleed Great Harvy's second teeming Natures friend To nature and her Midwife thy hand lend Open thou natures books and teach them read Can onely open veins to make truth bleed Lash whimp'ring folly answ'ring at thy lash VVhip her untiâ—… she gigs out all her trash Beat all the Hectors rise it h'whores defence Till prejudice is Captive led by sense Thou nothing dost if all dost not outdo High treason against nature 't is in you If from a Sun in Knowledge no light be Nature must suffer by non Entitie Lesse then perfection by thy name 's not ment 'T is onely sinful folly's a non Ent. On Doctor Brown His Religio Medici and vulgar errors REligio Medici though th' word Atheism call The would shows none and the Physitian all More zeal and charity Brown in twelve sheets shows Then twelve past ages writ or th' present knows What Paracelsus brag'd of doth disclose He 'twixt the Pope and Luther might compose Though gut-inspired zelots bark at