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A20831	The Muses Elizium lately discouered, by a new way ouer Parnassus. The passages therein, being the subiect of ten sundry nymphalls, leading three diuine poemes, Noahs floud. Moses, his birth and miracles. David and Golia. By Michael Drayton Esquire.	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. Moyses in a map of his miracles. aut	1630 (1630)	STC 7210; ESTC S109889	101,886	216

a Sheepheards Scrip Which from his side hung downe vpon his Hip. Those for a Champion that did him disdaine Cast with themseues what such a thing should meane Some seeing him so wonderously faire As in their eyes he 〈◊〉 beyond compare Their verdict gaue that they had sent him sure As a choice bayte their Champion to alure Others againe of iudgement more precise Said they had sent him for a sacrifice And though he seem'd thus to be very yong Yet was he well proportioned and strong And with a comely and vndaunted grace Holding a steady and most euen pace This way nor that way neuer stood to gaze But like a man that death could not amaze Came close vp to Goliah and so neare As he might easily reach him with his Speare Which when Goliah saw why Boy quoth he Thou despirate Youth thou tak'st me sure to be Some Dog I thinke and vnder thy command That thus art come to beat me with a wand The Kites and Raucns are not farre away Nor Beasts of rauin that shall make a ptey Of a poore corpse which they from me shall 〈◊〉 And their soule bowels shall be all thy 〈◊〉 Vncircumcised slaue quoth Dauid then That for thy shape the monster art of men Thou thus in brasse com'st arm'd into the field And thy huge Speare of brasse of brasse thy Shield I in the name of Israels God alone That more then mighty that eternall one Am come to meet thee who bids not to feare Nor once respect the Armes that thou dost beare Slaue marke the earth whereon thou now dost stand I 'le make thy length to measure so much land As thou lyest groueling and within this houre The Birds and Beasts thy carkasse shall deuoure In meane time Dauid looking in his face Betweene his temples saw how large a space He was to hit steps backe a yard or two The Gyant wondring what the Youth would doe Whose nimble hand out of his Scrip doth bring A pebblestone and puts it in his Sling At which the Gyant openly doth ieere And as in scorne stands leaning on his Speare Which giues yong Dauid much content to see And to himselfe thus secretly saith he Stand but one minute still stand but so fast And haue at all Philistia at a cast When with such slight the shot away he sent That from his Sling as 't had beene Lightning went And him so full vpon the forehead smit Which gaue a cracke when his thicke scalpe it hit As t 'had bin throwne against some Rocke or Post That the shrill clap was heard through either host Staggering a while vpon his Speare he leant Till on a sodaine he began to faint When downe he came like an old o'regrowne Oake His huge Roote hewne vp by the Labourers stroke That with his very weight he shooke the ground His brazen armour gaue a iarring sound Like a crackt Bell or vessell chanc't to fall From some high place which did like death apall The proud Philistians hopelesse that remaine To see their Champion great Goliah slaine When such a shout the host of Israel gaue As cleft the clouds and like to men that raue o'rcome with comfort crye the Boy the Boy O the braue Dauid Israels onely ioy Gods chosen Champion O most wondrous thing The great Goliah slaine with a poore Sling Themselues in compasse nor can they containe Now are they silent then they shoute againe Of which no notice Dauid seemes to take But towards the Body of the dead doth make With a faire comely gate nor doth he runne As though he gloried in what he had done But treading on th' vncircumei'ed dead With his foot strikes the Helmet from his dead Which with the sword ta'n from the Gyantside He from the body quickly doth diuide Now the Philistians at this fearefull sight Leauing their Armes betake themselues to flight Quitting their Tents nor dare a minute stay Time wants to carry any thing away Being strongly rowted with a generall feare Yet in pursute Sauls Army strikes their Reare To Ekron walles and slew them as they fled That Sharams plaines lay couered with the dead And hauing put the Philistines to foyle Backe to the Tents retire and take the spoyle Of what they left and ransacking they cry A Dauid Dauid and the victory When straight waies Saul his Generall Abner sent For valiant Dauid that incontinent He should repaire to Court at whose command He comes along and beareth in his hand The Gyants head by th'long hayre of his crowne Which by his actiue knee hung dangling downe And through the Army as he comes along To gaze vpon him the glad Souldiers throng Some doe instile him Israels onely light And other some the valiant 〈◊〉 With Coniayes all salute him as he past And vpon him their gracious glances cast He was thought base of him that did not boast Nothing but Dauid Dauid through the host The Virgins to their Timbrels frame their layes Of him till Saul grew iealous of his praise But for his meed doth to his Wise receiue Sauls louely Daughter where'tis time I leaue FINIS * Without bornes * The redde fruit of the sinooth Bramble The horses drawing the Chariot of the Sunne The Mountaines first saluting the Sunne at his rising * Supposed the God of earth One of the Iudges of hell A Nimph lou'd of Apollo and by him changed into a flower Playes or Games in honor of Apollo A loue Musa The fruitfulnesse and brauery of the earth before the Floud Josepbus Berosus cited by Pirerius The structure of the Arke Noah thretning Gods vengeance vpon the world with his sermon of repentance The Storke used to build vpon houses leaueth euer one 〈◊〉 him for the owner The mighty Indian Bird. Creeping things in the sixt of 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The Aspick hath a kell of skin which couereth his teeth untill it be angry * A Serpent of an incredible bignesse The opinions of the best naturalists that haue written * The names of the women were Tita Pandora No. ella and Noegla as some of the most ancient write but Epiphanius will haue Noes Wifes name to be Baraehenon God makes the Starres his instruments to punish the wicked A description of the Tempest at the falling of the Deluge Water is but ayre condens'd The Roe Deere the swiftest Beast 〈◊〉 A simily of the 〈◊〉 of the Deluge Noah preaching faith to his family The reuolution of the yeare by a short 〈◊〉 In May according to the Expofiters part of September and part of October In the same moneth the flood began it ceast which made up the yeare Ioseph 〈◊〉 Pet. Comestor Comester Comester ex Vet. Script The 1. Plague The 3 Plague The 5. Plague The 6 Plague A similie of Gods iustice The 7. plague The 8. Plague The 9. 〈◊〉 The 〈◊〉 Plague Comester in Exod. 〈◊〉

be comfort in the way of death To haue some friend or kinde alliance by To be officious at the parting breath Thus she departs oft stayes oft turneth backe Looking about lest any one espi'd her Faine would she leaue that leauing she doth lacke That in this sort so strangely doth diuide her Vnto what Dame participating kinde My verse her sad perplexitie shall showe That in a softned and relenting minde Findes not a true touch of that Mothers woe Yet all this while full quietly it slept Poore little Brat incapable of care Which by that powerfull prouidence is kept Who doth this childe for better daies prepare See here an abiect vtterly forlorne Left to destruction as a violent prey Whom man might iudge accursed to be borne To darke obliuion moulded vp in clay That man of might in after times should bee The bounds of 〈◊〉 mortality that brake Which that Almighty gloriously should see When he in thunder on mount Sinai spake Now Pharaoh's Daughter Termuth young faire With such choyce Maydens as she fauour'd most Needes would abroad to take the gentle ayre Whilst the rich yeere his braueries seem'd to boast Softly she walkes downe to the secret flood Through the calme shades most peaceable quiet In the coole streames to check the pampred blood Stir'd with strong youth and their delicious diet Such as the Princesse such the day addressed As though prouided equally to paire her Either in other fortunately blessed She by the day the day by her made falrer Both in the height and fulnesse of their pleasure As to them both some future good diuining Holding a steadie and accomplish'd measure This in her perfect clearenesse that in shining The very ayre to emulate her meekenesse Stroue to be bright and peaceable as she That it grew iealous of that sodaine sleekenesse Fearing it ofter otherwise might be And if the fleet winde by some rigorous gale Seern'd to be mou'd and patiently to chide her It was as angry with her lawnie vaile That from his sight it enuiously should hide her And now approching to the flow'rie meade Where the rich Summer curiously had dight her Which seem'd in all her 〈◊〉 arayde With Natures cost and pleasures to delight her See this most blessed this vnusuall hap She the small basket sooner should espie That the Childe wak'd and missing of his pap As for her succour in stantly did cry Forth of the flagges she caus'd it to be taken Calling her Maids this Orphanet to see Much did she ioy an Innocent forsaken By her from perill priuiledg'd might be This most sweet Princesse pittifull and milde Soone on her knee vnswathes it as her owne Found for a man so beautifull a Childe Might for an Hebrew easily be knowne Noting the caro in dressing it bestow'd Each thing that fitted gentlenesse to weare Iudg'd the sad parents this lost Infant ow'd Were as invulgar as their fruit was faire Saith she my minde not any way suggests An vnchaste wombe these lineaments hath bred For thy faire brow apparently contests The currant stampe of a cleane nuptiall bed She nam'd it Moyses which in time might tell For names doe many mysteries expound When it was young the chance that it befell How by the water strangely it was found Calling Melch women that Egyptians were Once to the teat his lips he would not lay As though offended with their sullied leare Seeming as still to turne his head away The little Girle that neere at hand did lurke Thinking this while she tarried but too long Finding these things so happily to worke Kindely being crafty wise as she was yong Madame saith she wilt please you I prouide A Nurse to breed the Infant you did finde There is an Hebrew dwelling here beside I know can doe it fitly to your minde For a right Hebrew if the Infant be As well produce you instances I can And by this Childe as partly you may see It will not sucke ofan Egyptian The courteous Princesse offered now so faire That which before she earnestly desir'd That of her foundling had a speciall care The Girle to fetch her instantly requir'd Away the Girle goes doth her Mother tell What fauor God had to her brother showne And what else in this accident befell That she might now be Nurse vnto her owne Little it bootes to bid the Wench to ply her Nor the kinde Mother hearken to her sonne Nor to prouoke her to the place to hie her Which seem'd not now on earthly feete to runne Slow to her selfe yet hasting as she flew So fast affection forward did her beare As though 〈◊〉 with the breath she drew Borne by the force of nature and of feare Little the time and little is the way And for her businesse eithers speede doth craue Yet in her haste 〈◊〉 her what to say And how her selfe in presence to behaue Slack shee 'l not seeme lest to anothers trust Her hopefull charge were happily directed Nor yet too forward shew her selfe she must Lest her sweet fraud thereby might be suspected Com'n she doth bow her humbly to the ground And euery ioynt incessantly doth tremble Gladnesse and feare each other so consound So hard a thing for Mothers to dissemble Saith this sweet Termuth well I like thy beautie Nurse me this Childe if it thy state behooue Although a Prince I le not enforce thy dutie But pay thy labour and reward thy loue Though euen as Gods is Pharaohs high command And as strong Nature so precise and strict There rests that power yet in a Princesse hand To free one Hebrew from this strong edict That shall in rich abilliments be dight Deck'd in the Iems that 〈◊〉 shine Wearing our owne roabe gracious in our sight Free in our Court and nourished for mine Loue him deare Hebrew as he were thine owne Good Nurse be carefull of my little Boy In this to vs thy kindenesse may be showne Some Mothers griefe is now a May dens ioy This while all mute the poore astonish'd Mother With admiration as transpeareed stood One 〈◊〉 ioy doth so confound another Passion so powerfull in her rauish'd blood Whisp'ring some soft words which deliuered were As rather seem'd her silence to impart And being inforc'd from bashfulnesse and feare Came as true tokens of a gracefull heart Thus she departs her husband to content With this deare present backe to him she brought Making the time short telling each euent In all shapes ioy presented to her thought Yet still his manly modesty was such That his affections strongly so controlde As if ioy seem'd his manly heart to touch It was her ioy and gladnesse to behold When all reioyc'd vnmou'd thereat the whiles In his graue face such constancie appeares As now scarse shewing comfort in his smiles Nor then reuealing sorrow in his teares Yet oft beheld it with that stedfast eye Which though itsdain'd the pleasdnesse to confesse More in his lookes in fulnesse there did lie Than all their words could any way

their loynes shooes fastned to their feete Staues in their hands and passing it to take In manner asto trauailers is meete A voyage forth immediately to make Whose bloud being put vpon the vtmost posts Whereby his chosen Israelites he knew That night so dreadfull when the Lord of Hosts All the first borne of the Egyptians stew Darkenesse inuades the world when now forth went The spoiling Angell as the Lord did will And where the dore with bloud was not besprent There the first borne he cruelly did kill Night neuer saw so tragicall a deed Thing so repleate with heauinesse and sorrow Nor shall the day hereafter euer reade Such a blacke time as the insuing morrow The dawne now breaking and with open sight When euery lab'ring and affrighted eye Beholds the slaughter of the passed night The parting plague protracted miserie One to his neighbour hasts his heedlesse feete To bring him home his heauie chance to see And him he goes to by the way doth meete As grieued and as miserable as he Who out of dore now hastily doth come Thinking to howle and bellow forth his woe Is for his purpose destitute of roome Each place with sorrow doth so ouerflow People awaked with this so daine fright Runne forth their dores as naked as they be Forget the day and bearing candle light To helpe the Sunne their miseries to see Who lost his first borne ere this plague begun Is now most happy in this time of woe Who mourn'd his eld'st a daughter or a sonne Is now exempt from what the rest must doe To one that faines poore comfort to his friend His Childe was young and neede the lesse be car'd Replies if his had liu'd the others end Withall his heart he could him well haue spar'd No eye can lend a mourning friend one teare So busie is the gen'rall heart of moane So strange confusion sits in euery eare As wanteth power to entertaine his owne Imparted woe the heauie hearts reliefe When it hath done the vtmost that it may Outright is murth'red with a second griefe To see one mute tell more than it can say The greatest blessing that the heart could giue The ioy of Children in the married state To see his curse the parent now doth liue And none be happy but th infortunate Whilst some for buriall of their Children stay Others passe by with theirs vpon the Beere Which from the Church meet Mourners by the way Others they finde that yet are burying there Afflicted London in sixe bundred three When God thy finne so 〈◊〉 did strike And from th' infection that did spring from thee The spacious Ile was patient the like That sickly season when I undertooke This compositton faintly to supply When thy affliction seru'd me for a booke Whereby to modell Egypts miserie When pallid horrour did possesse thy streete Nor knew thy Children refuge where to haue Death them so soone in euery place did meete 〈◊〉 houses to possesse the graue When wosull Egypt with a wounded heart So many plagues that suffered for their stay Now on their knees entreate them to depart And euen impatient of their long delay Sixe hundred thousand Israolites depart Besides the Nations that they thence releas'd And Hebrew Babes the ioy of many a heart That Sarahs happie promises had bless'd After soure hundred thirtie yeeres expir'd Measuring by minutes many a wofoll houre That day they came they thence againe depart By his eternall prouidence and power With all the iewels Egypt could afford With them away that wisely they did beare Th' Egyptians aske not to haue backe restor'd All then so busie at their burials were And Iosephs bones precisely thence conuay Whose Tombe by 〈◊〉 oft Inundations drown'd Yet the deceased straitlie to obay By Moyses was miraculously found Who did in gold that powerfull word ingraue By which th' Almighty fully is exprest Which bare the mettall floting on the waue Till o'r his Coffin lastly it did rest As by a sheepe that shew'd them to the same To make them mindfull of the reuerent dead Which Beast thence-forth they called by 〈◊〉 name And when they went from Egypt with them led But that he thus did finde his burying place As we tradition wisely may suspect We onely this as Historie embrace But else in faith as fabulous neglect THE THIRD BOOKE ¶ The Argument God drownes th' Egyptians in his ire Doth march before his host in fire From the hard rocks strikes 〈◊〉 springs Raines Quailes and Manna conguers Kings And searefull plagues on them doth trie For murm'ring and idolatrie Vnto the promis'd Land them brought When it they 〈◊〉 yeeres had fought Balaam to blesse them he doth send Their good successe milde Moyses end THose which at home scorn'd 〈◊〉 and his force And whose departure he did humbly pray He now pursues with his Egyptian horse And warlike foote to spoile them on the way Where his choice people strongly to protect The onely God of Emperie and might Before his host his standard doth erect A glorious pillar in a field of light Which he by day in sable doth vnfolde To dare the Sonne his Ardour to forbeare By night conuerts it into flaming golde Away the coldnesse of the same to feare Not by Philistia he his force will leade Though the farre nearer and the happier way His men of warre a glorious march shall tread On the vast bowels of the bloudie Sea And sends the windes as Currers forth before To make them way from Pharaohs power to flie And to conuay them to a safer shore Such is his might that can make Oceans drie Which by the stroke of that commanding wand Shouldred the rough seas forcibly together Raised as Rampiers by that glorious hand Twixt which they march that did conduct them thither The surly waues their Rulers will obay'd By him made vp in this confused masse Like as an Ambush secretly were laid To set on Pharaoh as his power should passe Which soone with wombes insatiably wide Loos'd from their late bounds by th' Almighties power Come raging in enclosing euery side And the Egyptians instantly deuoure The Sling the stiffe 〈◊〉 and the sharpned Launce Floting confusdly on the waters rude They which these weapons lately did aduance Perish in sight of them that they pursude Clashing of Armours and the rumorous sound Of the sterne billowes in contention stood Which to the shores doe euery way rebound As doth affright the Monsters of the flood Death is discern'd triumphantly in Armes On the rough Seas his slaughtery to keepe And his colde selfe in breath of mortals warmes Vpon the dimpled bosome of the deepe There might you see a Checkquer'd Ensigne swim About the bodie of the enui'd dead Serue for a hearse or couerture to him Ere while did wast it proudly 'bout his head The warlike Chariot turn'd vpon the backe With the dead horses in their oraces tide Drags their sat carkasse through the fomie bracke That drew it late vndauntedly in

there his zeale not ardently exprest The Lord did sweare though him he dearely lou'd He should not come to Canaan as the rest And now approaching Abaris the place From whence he might that promis'd Country see So much the Lord good Moyses pleas'd to grace But there his dayes must consummated be When this great Prophet 〈◊〉 had bless'd Each seu'rall Tribe with a particular good Whose parting them with sorrow so oppress'd That shedding teares their eyes shed drops of blood To Nebo scared admitably 〈◊〉 The Spirit prepares him safely to retire Which thrusts his head into the cloudie 〈◊〉 Pisga so proudly thither dare aspire Pisga the height of Abaris and this The height of Pisga ouer all doth stand That as the eye of mighty Abaris Suruayeth the imparallelled Land Where goodly Gilead vnto him he showes As farre as euer he could looke to Dan The length and breadth how euery way it goes Till her brow kisse the calme Mediteran Where the sweet South layes forth her swelling brest With a pleas'd eye he silently suruay'd To that faire Citie whose high Towers doe rest Vnder the Palmetrees most delicious shade When this meeke man approaching to his death In death eu'n pleas'd faire Canaan to behold Whilst he had vse of his expiring breath Thus his last farewell mildly doth enfolde Israel quoth he deare Israel now adue Moyses no more is that your Leader was Iosua and 〈◊〉 none but onely you Of the last age must ouer Iordan passe Th' Egyptian horrours yet 't was I did see And through those strange calamities did wade And Israels charge imposed was on mee When they but then had scarcely learn'd to dade Forty two iourneyes haue I straitly past Since first this glorious Pilgrimage begun In wrath or mercy where as first or last Some wondrous thing hath happily beene done M'immortall Maker that so oft haue seene That God of wonder these complaints not boot In yonder fields so delicate and greene That may not set my miserable foot Thus leaning backe against the rising Clieue Raising his saint hands to the hopefull skies Meeke as the morning neuer seene to striue Great'st of the Prophets the good Moyses dies An hundred twenty hardly passed yeares His naturall vigour no 〈◊〉 did 〈◊〉 His eye as bright his body 〈◊〉 appeares As in the height and Summer of his 〈◊〉 Who being dissolu'd the Angels did interre Neere to Bethpeor in the vallied ground But yet so secret kept his Sepulcher That it by mortall neuer should be found Lest that his people if the place were knowne Seeing by him the miracles were done That euer to Idolatrie were prone Vnto his bones a worshipping should runne One that God grac'd so many sundry wayes No former age hath mentioned to bee Ariued at the period of his dayes The future time in Israel shalll not see DAVID AND GOLIAH OVr sacred Muse of Israels Singer sings That heauenly Harper whose harmonious 〈◊〉 Expeld that euill Spirit which Saul possest And of his torments of en him releast That Princely Prophet David whose high Layes Immortall God are Trumpets of thy praise Thou Lord of hosts be helping then to me To sing of him who hath so sung of thee What time great Saul after so bloody fights Return'd a victor of th' Amalakites Two hundred and ten thousand men at armes Vnder his conduct had 〈◊〉 the harmes Done to Gods chosen people when as they Came back from Egypt troubled on their way Saul with their blood had now manur'd the Plaines Leading King Agag as a slaue in chaines But for that Saul this Agags blood had spar'd And'gainst the will of the Almighty dar'd To saue that man he should haue put to sword For disobeying the Almighties word Their larded Fatlings keeping for a prey Which he commanded to be made a way For which the liuing God displeased swore To holy Samuel Saul should raigne no more Samuel Gods Prophet by whose holy hand The Oyle was pour'd by his diuine command Vpon the head of comely Saul when he Was chosen ouer Israel to be But for that place another God had pointed Which should by Samuel likewise be anointed And this was David his most deare delight The sonne of Ishay the iust Bethlemite Meane while this Youth like a poore Shepheard clad Of whom such care the God of Israel had His fathers flock was following day by day Vpon a Desart neare at hand that lay Whose wealthy fleeces and fat bodies he From rauenous vermine hourely va'd to free His onely armes his Sling and Sheephooke were Other then those he had not vs'd to beare With these a Woolfe oft comming from the wood Or subtill Fox that forrag'd for his food He quickly slew or if a Beare opprest With cruell hunger hapned to molest His feeding flocks he with such bangs him plyde That with the prey euen in his teeth he dyde Or if a Lion as his faire flock graz'd Hapt to assayle it he no whit 〈◊〉 At his sterne roaring when his clutches caught At this braue Sheepheard but such blowes him raught Till by the beard that kingly beast he shooke And from his iawes the trembling Wether tooke And if it chanc'i that sometime from the ayre An Eagle stoop'd a Lambe away to beare He with a stone that from his Sling he threw Downe from the clouds would fetch her as she flew His curled Tresses on his shoulders hung To which the dewes at Morne and Eue so clung To the beholders that they did appeare As nature threded Pearle with euery hayre The Bees and Waspes in wildernesses wilde Haue with his beauties often bin beguild Roses and Lillies thinking they had seene But finding there they haue deceiued beene Play with his eyes which them that comfort bring That those two Sunnes would shortly get a spring His Lippes in their pure Corrall liueries mock A row of Pales cut from a Christall Rock Which stood within them all of equall height From top to toe each limbe so cleane and straight By euery ioynt of his that one might try Or giue true lawes to perfect Symmetry The vermine oft his Sheepe that would surprize Became so charm'd with th' splendor of his eyes That they forgot their rauine and haue layne Downe by his flocks as they would glad and faine Keepe them from others that on them would prey Or tend vpon them that they should not stray Whether in Cotes he had his flock in hould Or for the Fallowes kept them in the fould He was not idle though not taking paines Celestiall Lyricks singing to the Swaines And often sitting in the silent shade When his faire flock to rest themselues were layde On his Lyretuned such harmonious Layes That the Birds pearcht vpon the tender sprayes Mad at his musick straine themselues so much To imitate th'vnimitable tuch Breaking their hearis that they haue dropt to ground And dy'd for griefe in malicing the sound Sometimes a Stag he with his Sling would slay Or with his Sheephooke kill