venom'd carkasse in thy pride shall barnish An vgly creature shalt thou be vncouth Thy teeth all blacke within thy lying mouth Out of that hollow irkesome vast abisse Vpon thy belly shalt thou crawle and hisse Dust shalt thou eate and canckred be thy skin Thy body swolne with poyson all within Thy viperous seed in vgly enuy borne To all the world shall be the hatefull scorne In euery path and out of euery hedge Their poyson fell in humane flesh shall wedge That when they time and place to purpose feele Their venom'd tongue shall bite them by the heele Thus till the earth shall mould away and fall Where men least thinke there shall they lie and crawle The Womans seed in iust reuenge againe Thy head shall breake and cursed actions baine When that sweet Babe shall to the world be borne That heauen and earth with glory shall adorne Then shall he trample on thy cursed hide And on the clowds with winged fame shall ride Before his face shall ratling cracks of thunder Amaze thy sense and reasons false bring vnder To see when he shall on the earth descend How thou in chaines and fetters shalt be pend Tormented in those paines no tongue can tell Scorcht all to cinders with dam'd diuels in hell Curst is thy life thrice cursed is thy race Voyde of all goodnes mercy loue and grace Here is thy doome vpon thy Snakie head That others with thee hast to sinne misse-lead Scarse these last words were spake by God himselfe Of his sad iudgement gainst this cursed Elfe And but beginning of Eues dismall speech When suddenly she gan to cry and screech When in the instant from the lofty skyes Miscricordia Mercy comes downe and into Eden hies Prostrated falls vpon her bended knees But God himselfe his daughter deare that sees With weeping eyes before his face to craue That but on Eue he would compassion haue Began to stay his minde to alter cleane And to the woman now began to leane But that hard by stood Iustice in the place And vrg'd him much to prosecute the case When all the reason Mercy well could render Was that her selfe was of the female gender Whilest both of these each other do oppose Iustitia Misericordia Loath each of them their humble suite to lose Contending still as aduocates at Barre Or combatants in furious fearefull Warre And altogether iudgement speedy feares Natura Gods eldest daughter in the place appeares Nature diuine like to Aurora fac't A noble Lady beautifull and chast Simile Naturae descriptio Braue famous Queene a royall person borne Whom heauen and earth and all therein adorne Her haire disheueld trailing to the ground And in the same the rarest secrets bound Without all art in curious manner curld And in her hand the Globe of all the world Ten thousand colours in her gowne are seene Wrought by her selfe vpon a ground of greene In all her iewels of admired gaine With fower braue Ladies bearing vp her traine The Elements She sober enters in that sacred place And downe she fals before the Almighties face Father sayd she deare Father here behold Oratio Giue me but leaue to be a little bold Finding my sisters iarring neuer cease To reconcile and set them both at Peace A holy worke which thou hast euer loued My selfe thereto by charity first moued One of my deare affected sisters sweete That from this place to heauen did lately fleete Brought me such newes when at the first we met Till all dissolue I neuer shall forget And like it is this massie weighty ball Which hangs so euen iust in the midst of all Would soone returne to what it was at first If all thereon for this one fault were curst Behold this Fabricke here within my hand The mighty Gloabe of all the world doth stand What will become of all thy Noble workes This goodly frame and all that euer lurkes Within the compasse of the heauen and earth If now destroyd within their prime and birth All will consume and vnterly decay If Iustice once thy Mercy ouersway Iustice I know doth vrge thy sacred word Which from the Truth as yet hath neuer stird Thy penalty on Adam and his Race For foule offending in this holy place The execution of thy Law diuine In the least tittle of each Statute line Which hath ordaind that in that dismall day In which the woman did the diuell obay To taste the fruite and sucke it with her breath That both of them should die a fearefull death Mercy againe as being full of Loue Pittie compassion from thy throane aboue Presents her selfe before thy sacred face Imploring Goodnes Maiestie and Grace To be a meanes to mediate a peace And that for once all further iudgement cease When by the Enuie of a viperous tong Hatcht by the diuell this cursed malice sprung And their offence to take it at the worst By Iustice weigh'd will yet be found the first O then deare Father let me speake my minde Be lust and Louing Mercifull and Kinde Punish all sinne according to thy word The Truth preserue that none at Iustice gird But yet let Mercy at thy right hand sit Thy noble workes in sacred holy writ Shall then be blaz'd vnto their vtmost worth And thou be knowne a God vpon this earth Then shall large volumes with thy prayses swell Thy Mercy drop to infant soules in hell Which neuer haue offended much thy minde But borne in sinne and neuer knowne vnkinde Whose cursed parents crost thy heauenly will The sperme of those that liue in errour still Thy sentence past cannot againe be call'd And truth must stand before thy face instal'd That very day according to thy word In which the tree of Knowledge first was stird By Eue and Adams wilfull treachery Both of them then a cruell death should dye If mercy now had not come downe in hast And at thy feete her humble sute had cast Before this time that iudgement had beene giuen Both of their liues might well haue beene beriuen O then what would become of all this frame And all thereon too infinite to name The famous actions by thy spirit nurst All must returne to what it was at first One day with thee is as a thousand yeeres The hower of death Incertaine full of feares First saue the seede and let them liue in awe Then dye a death for breaking of thy Law So is thy word confirm'd my sisters pleaz'd The world remaine and iudgement somewhat eaz'd Then shall thy creatures in all ages stand The worke diuine of thy all powerfull hand And euery thing that on the earth is bred Shall shew thy glory both aliue and dead That all may stand to all eternity Thy only Son offers himselfe to dye But silenc'st once by Gods commanding Word The iarring sisters neuer after stird But satisfied and resting well content They spent the time in haplesse merriment And God aboue to iudgement doth
In some I meane and not in all his worke For pleasant folly couch't therein may lurke Yet the allusion and the meaning sure May reference haue vnto the Scripture pure And though it shines as Tytans westerne rayes By some 't is held but wanton in our dayes But most of all the ripenesse of these times The heauenly works vp to the clouds that climes The enuious eye which ouerlookes our deeds When each mans taste on sundry dishes feedes The snarling cur at euery thing that bites The slandring Mome which no good worke endites The monster curst with his vile forked tongue That from Hels vault vp to the earth first sprung With Hidra heads and Ianus double face To fawne before then wound to our disgrace Hath made my Muse vnwilling heere to sing As loath her selfe vpon the stage to bring To each mans view and her owne painefull toyle But that the sight may many vices spoyle When sin we see vnmasked brought to light And damn'd offences naked to our sight Like lezabel that did the Clouds aspire 1. Kin. 4. 18 19 Chap. 19. 2 Cha. 21. 10 23 In rusling silks and glorious braue atire Vnder a holy outward forme and rite Gods chosen flock are fleec't and murthered quite But once vnmask't the Minions of her court Hurle heri'th durt pash out her braines in sport And as a foule mishapen painted monster 2. Kin 9. 30 33 35 37. Conceit of her as all the world doth conster Then is she seene disrob'd disrank't of all The map of folly in her sudden fall Her cup with poyson damned Enuy fills Her cursed eyes haue seene those seuen built hills Where all the Saints Apostles Martyrs stood With crimson colours all imbru'd in bloud O glorious God inspiror of my Muse Grant that thy Word my soule may dayly vse And that what learning painefully it got Still from the truth may neuer swerue a iot That in her spring beginning and her bud May sing thy glory to the Churches good And in foule folly none asleepe I rock Nor giue offence to any of thy flock But that my speech as generall to all May like a Sermon in the Pulpit fall And not to wade in curious questions deepe But feede thy flock and edifie thy sheepe That none at all may haue a iust excuse By such examples as I shall produce And all that see their faults their liues may mend That to thy glory I this Worke may end Then shall the world with admiration see Her face vnmask't to all eternitee The famous actions heeretofore lay dead Shall then be rouz'd out from obliuions bed And all the noblest kingdoms euer knowne Will be reuiu'd within my verse be showne Their manners customes nature and their state Their end beginning fortune and their fate From Adam first throughout in euery age Shall heere be mustred on this publike Stage In Rurall Robes to giue the earth content How heeretofore the ages past weee spent O that my Muse might once but rest in peace Then would she sing diuinely neuer cease But worke out Truth within her holy Rimes Glyding along descending to our times And deare Vrania Soueraigne of my verse Should heere the glory of this world rehearse Vnfoulding still to Gods immortall glory The heauenly sweetenesse of a sacred story What may we thinke of all the iudgements iust Of great Iehouah buried in the dust Beside all those in holy Scriptures pend Which humane wit as yet could neuer mend Nor all the Rabbies in their learned fame Could euer tell how to correct the same Shall we go on and still be bold to thinke Hee 'le punish them and on vs alwayes winke For some of them the earth it selfe did gape How can we know that we are sure to scape The Angels which against the Lord did swell He quite casheer'd and cast them downe to hell Where being bound eternally in chaines They feele the torments of ten thousand paines Farre more then can expressed be in inke And all the world and sinfull man can thinke Adam what made thee wilfully at first To leaue thy of-spring to this day accurst So wicked foule and ouer growne with Sinne And in thy person all of it beginne That hadst thou stood in Innocenie fram'd Death Sin and Hell the world and all thou hadst tam'd Then hadst thou beene a Monarch from thy birth Gods onely Darling both in heauen and earth The world and all at thy command to bend And all heauens creatures on thee t' attend The sweetest life that euer man could liue What couldst thou aske but God to thee did giue Protected kept thee like a faithfull Warden As thy companion in that pleasant Garden No canckred mallice once thy heart did moue Free-will thou hadst endude from him aboue What couldst thou wish all worlds content and more The best Diuine that ere the Earth yet bore Gods onely Sonne the Prince of Peace except For thy sad fall how oft mine eyes haue wept Alas weakeman hadst thou in honour stood How heauenly blest thrice happy beene thy blood And all thy aged issue to this day Had liu'd secure as in the Month of May. What need had we that any should haue dy'd Vpon the Crosse our sinfull soules reuiu'd And that Messias God himselfe the Son Should here descend to put our nature on To liue deiected poore contemn'd forlorn'd Derided beate tost vpside downe and scorn'd And more to beare for this thy wofull fall Then euer man which liu'd vpon this ball Curst be that Diuell that first thy sence bely'd If thou hadst liu'd then we had neuer dy'd Oh God! to purchase with that bloody cost Our soules redeem'd when they were fully lost Here is a loue which farre surmounts the skies My sences rapts and dazles both mine eyes But tell me Adam what might be the cause That thou shouldst breake thy holy Makers lawes When of a thousand which might make vs weepe In all the world thou hadst but one to keepe And that but light Alas couldst thou not see But touch and taste that one forbidden tree Which in the midst of all the garden grew An ill knowne tree to make thy ofspring rew What pleasant tast or relish had the same How were thy senses dim'd and much to blame That had the Garden sole at thy command And all the fruits within thy sight to stand Farre better pure more daintier euery way Then such an Apple painted like a gay Fit for a woman or some lickorish foole A silly child or one that goes to schoole Thy wilfull foule absurd and grosse abuse Against thy God admits no iust excuse T is not the losse of one poore Apple mist That thou didst grapple in thy sinfull fist Could be the cause his anger to procure Fierce heauy wrath eternall to endure It was not that he did so much respect But thy foule error wilfull bad neglect Contempt of Him rebellion treason pride And all the sinnes within the world beside That linked
lights the world vnder heauens starry Campe The Vertues which within thy brest were bred Shall neare be stained by any viperous head So long as Fame can sound thy glorious worth Chast Paragon the richest Iem on Earth Take all the Ladies breathing on this Ball The sweetest fac't the noblest borne and all The famous Queenes and Monarchs of the World Which on the wheele of Fortnne haue beene hurld That euer liu'd vpon this earthly frame Now gone and past too infinite to name The saints themselues and all the blessed troope Those that now liue within heauens burnisht hoope Though thou art blam'd as Author of their fall Yet art thou still the mother to them all Like to the Vine so is thy fruitfull Wombe Psal 128. 3. Simile Thy speech more sweet then is the honey combe Thy Breath all pure which from thy lips comes out Thy Browes impalde with Chastnesse round about From thee at first were peopled euery land Like O liue Plants thy tender Infants stand simile About thy Table in a seemely sort To ouer-ioy and make thee gladsome sport But why should I runne farther in thy praise Vpon Fames wings thy liuing name to raise Blazing thy parts maintaining of thee still And fowle detraction aymes to worke thy ill Aye to deface thy modest speeches pure With scandals vile for euer to endure When as thy worth exceeds the learnedst thought That by thy meanes into the world is brought And still the Truth conuinceth brings to light The actions false obscurd in enuyes night 1. Cor. 3. 12. Dissolues to naught the morter made of clay The buildings fram'd of stubble trash and hay The good from bad the sheepe from wolues doth seuer And brands the diuell in his false tongue for euer And yet we see the sacred Truth not free From viperous tongues gnawne in the worst degree simile Taxt oftentimes and squeesed like a Spunge By Romish Tygers at her sides that hunge Inuerting stretching construing all her words With error falshood damned wayes and girds Chaste vertuous Eue now she is past and dead The Serpents seed must breake the Womans seed But in the heauens th' eternall God of powre At Iustice barre will on their faces lowre And on their heads thunder his iudgements downe When Eue shall stand adorned with a Crowne Then shall their actions in his dradfull ire Be purged all and tride as gold i' th fire The wickeds words their enuious tong hath spake To her disgrace shall make them yearne and quake And in the end the sword shall iust diuide The good from those which haue her worth belide Whose feet shall totter on hels fatall wheele And headlong downe to damned diuels shall reele Whilst Eue shall sit triumphant on the skies Viewing their fall hearing their moanes and cryes Ioying to see the sacred Truth preuaile Her meaning clear'd her foes to weepe and waile And yet deare Eue I must not leaue thee there But bring thee downe more children for to beare If but with one thou hadst begun and ended Yet had the World beene by thy meanes befriended But to replenish with thy fruitfull spawne From Sols first rising where his teame doth dawne The totall earth on euery side and round Here is a loue the like was neuer found Within the brest of any woman kind Our thoughts hearts actions all our zeale to bind In true deuotion to thy reuerent name Much to admire so sweet a noble Dame When thy first child into the world was borne Straight he began to take delight in Corne In large possessions working vp the soyle Neare Paradise with painfull labour toyle Tilling the ground and planting of the graine His name thereby was fitly called Cain Whilst thou againe conceiu'st a second child A sweet borne babe of countenance more mild And after that about some threescore more Of sons and daughters which thy body bore All nurst by thee after their timely birth To fill the world and people all the earth Thus with thy husband in that arbour'd Tent Thou spentst thy dayes in wondrous great content In true Religion Sacrifices Rites Such as thy heart vnto thy God indites Ioying in him and he againe in thee The sweetest life that euer eye could see When as together in your children small You trayne them vp on Edens God to call And teach them yong by your owne steps allure Them to all good chaste honest actions pure The golden ground the heauenly starre and guide From which but few do euer after slide Happy thrice happy are those children borne A crowne of Glory shall their browes adorne Whose infant yeares are by their parents first With the pure milke of true Religion nurst In riper dayes when blustring blasts assaile The mountaines high that ouertops the dale Their Faith stands firme as fixt vpon a Rocke Not easly stird by euery wauing shocke But constant bides most permanent and sure The assaults of Sathan strongly to endure In Elder Time when Age doth threaten death At latest gaspe euen when our vitall breath Begins to faile in hastning on our end And kinsfolks friends vpon vs all attend With sad lamenting discontented eyes To see our Soule how vp to heauen it flies Forsakes the Earth willing the world to lose Incombred with a thousand cares and woes That in this life dayly attend the sheepe Vntill with Christ aboue the clouds they keepe O then the comfort sweet delight and ioyes When all things else seems to their sense but toyes There the good shepheard in his armes embraceth All those that loue him wondrously he graceth With this kinde welcome Come ye blessed Soules Come drinke the Nectar kept in Christall bowles Eate this Ambrosia as a sacred token That for thy sin my body once was broken Receiue heauens crowne th' eternall kingdome kept For all those Saints which from the world haue slept But soft my Muse what makst thou now aboue Out of this world thus on a sudden moue Adam to leaue his fruitfull wife and all His pleasures ioyes and both his children small Euen in the spring and glory of their birth Weary of all thus to forsake the Earth As if thou tookst more pleasure true delight Within the heauens then in their sinfull sight Stay yet a while and as thou hast begun So to the end thy course directly run Leaue them not thus O do not now surcease Till thou hast brought them to their graues in Peace Shew all their liues the chiefe of euery thing Their Crosses Griefes do thou diuinely sing But yet at first tell how in louing sort The Brothers liu'd and made their Parents sport Those that long time without a childe haue beene And neuer issue of their owne haue seene But without kindred friends and those which may With some content succeed at latter day If these I say when least of all they thought Should children haue so fortunately brought To prittle prattle euery word by chance And vp and downe about the house
Light vpon a Hill diuine Simile Kindled by faith a conscience cleane and pure That cannot once her former wayes indure But by good works doth blaze the same abroad Without all Guile Hipocricy or Fraud Full of true Loue auoyding babbling suites A Tree that 's good is euer knownebi'th fruits Mat. 12. 33 But yet for him that from the Church is sold And in his Heart is neither hot nor cold Reuel 3. 16. With God and Mammon can with both indent Whose mind on mischiefe is full set and bent That what he can into his hands doth get And all is Fish which commeth to his net That doth forsake his owne Religion first The same I meane wherein he hath bin nurst Inconstantly another shall imbrace What ere he thinke he is in wofull case Well may one iudge his conscience may be pang'd For that one thing how many haue bin hang'd And he againe that in his ripest yeares Forsakes the same as plaine by Caine appeares And both of them he hath distasted quite May be in 's Age demned Pagan right Besides examples in the Scriptures pure Which aye shall last eternally endure Of cursed Athiests in their bitter gall That Iulian like from God and Christ did fall The Monster vile within the Gospell curst Which hang'd himselfe when all his bowels burst And diuers others tedious here to name Whose ends haue shewd iust iudgements to their shame Act 1. 14. Hath not Experience in this Age of ours Branded Apostates of the heauenly powers With fearefull Vengeance wofull to behold Vpon the earth for being impious bold As amongst many infinite to write But one neere vs in steade of all I le cite Whose scandall foule about the world is blowne His Story rife amongst vs all well knowne Faustus by name by birth a Germaine bred The story of D. Faustus Whose minor yeares were with Religion fed In liberall Arts his minde but yong did wade A schoole Diuine and Doctor after made Traind vp as well as euer man could be In learnings Lore and sweet Diuinitie So was this Caine the like was Iudas fell All three no doubt with damned diuels in hell The foremost two with bolld their hands defilde But this a man which neuer hurt a childe How with a knife made he his veines to bleed Then with his blood to write the diuell a deed Conuaying Soule and Body by the same To be tormented in eternall flame Neuer repenting till it was too late Damn'd wofull fearefull in a desperate state Cursing the howre of his vntimely birth By God for saken taken from the Earth With exclamations hideous fearefull cries Sprites Ghosts and diuels about the house there flyes His braines thrasht out on euery post and wall Sad spectacle dire mournfull fearfull fall When soule life learning all at once he lost A wofull purchase to his painefull cost His bowels mangled carrion like and tore Imbrude in filth and stinking poysoned gore Next day tormented in this case was found By diuels cast out vpon a dunghill ground When once the Prince of darknesse in the deep By power diuine enioyned was to keep And that the Serpent hatefull and accurst Was in the center of the Earth downe thrust Their vgly spawne then hacht the vilest Elfe That euer crawld besides the diuell himselfe Foule furious Enuy as but late I told With viperous snakes about her head all rold And she againe outfrom their banefull breath Hath brought an Impe like gastly fearefull Death Limbe of the diuell still worse then all the rest Mishapen vile base Antichristian beast Monster of Nature false in euery part Apostacie with crablike crawling heart simile Contagious fell most dangerous in her tong From whom all treasons in this world first sprung The hatefull deeds which some haue pacht together Vnder Religion may be brought all hither The secret actions infinite that lurke Which in mans heart and gall together worke The poysonings murders euery cursed rape For whom this Earth doth yawne her mouth and gape Seeking to swallow in her Iawes deuowre Within the midst of her darke wombe to powre The actors damn'd vnder obliuions night Not fit to breath or to behold heauens light Base scum and dregs the works of darkenesse first Proceeding from Apostacie at first But what make I with damned Atheists vile My sacred verse with Antechrist defile To rowze from hell tormented hideous sprites Foule gastly Ghosts which all the world afrights That my deare Muse should thus by freinds be crost From heauen of late within the deepe be tost Hels vgliest Monster to vnmaske and lay All open thus falling within my way That little taste to euery Palate yeelds And all this while Caine wanders in the fields With passions working in his hatefull brest Sad discontent may in his face be guest Reuenge all bloody with a poysoned dart Reuenge Starts vp from hell enters within his hart Base cursed Furie hacht by Enuie first Apostacie this damned heil hound nurst The masked traine that all her life befriend her Are Guile Deceit and Falshood to attend her This monster Caine close in his brest did hide With all the rest of that damn'd rout beside And home returns as if he had forgot The discontent of his discouered blot The blurre late made in his Religious cote As out of minde he seemes not now to note But full of forme and outward complement As if his minde was all to goodnesse bent With much respect vnto his father first And duty shewd to her his body nurst Vpon his brother fawningly he lookes And learns him then to make the shepheard hookes To catch a sheepe running with all her speed And he againe helps him his land to weed Thus Caine continues for a certaine space Before his fathers and his mothers face In outward guise formality and speach As if his heart had had no further reach Vntill that Act foule barbarous deed befell Which makes me mute almost afraid to tell But that from God the same at first I heard Described plaine in his drad sacred Word Gen. 4. 3. Caine but few nights in this bad meaning slept For Fire in Flaxe can but a while be kept And not long after as may well be guest When father friends and all suspected least Euen then he takes Occasion by her lock Singles forth Habel from his harmelesse flock With flattring wordes traines him along to walke The fragrant fields holds him on still with talke Vntill at last Inhumane wretch vnkind Base Villaine curst he staid a while behind To find a Leauer that he late had laid Within the corne which wondrous heauy waid This on his shoulders vp from thence he takes His fatall way to his deare brother makes Who all this while lay in a slumber sweete Vpon the grasse resting his weary feete Thinking no hurt full of all Peace and Loue His mind in Heauen walking with God abouc Which when the Caitife varletvile had spide No
royall Empresse borne That all the World with glory didst adorne Vntill the second Habels deerest bloud Ran downe thy streetes like to a crimson floud Simile Titus in Iosep Adri. Aelius Then was thy fields with bloud and slaughter dide And made the Stage to all the World beside Whereon fierce Tyrants in their barbarous hearts With murdring minds haue acted all their parts So hath Damascus seldome beene at rest Whose fatall name bewrayes her bloudy brest When Benhadad Hazael Rezin fierce 2. King 16 9. The scarlet sinewes of her Heart did pierce There were the Titans murthered by the Blade Of Iupiter that all their army laid In such a sleepe as till the Earth be shak't By powre diuine will neuer more be wak't Great Babilon the Tyrant of the East The Sarazens and Aegypt in her pierst Braue Pompey wan it in sad mournefull sort And Tamberlaine he made them all amort Ierusalem which lou'd her deerely well Euen in her streetes hath tol'd her passing Bell. Haalon the Tartar in his lowring warre Ch. Adricom Theatrum â—ter sanct Within her bowels made a fearefull skarre The Persian Grecian Christian Romane last The cruell Turkes haue all their fortunes cast And fill'd the Ayre with pitteous shreikes and grones Piling vp heapes of dead mens Skuls and bones As if the place where Habels bloud was laid The buriall ground of all the World were made Euen as the bloud of deere Adonis slaine Simile By cruell Mars faire Venus loue to gaine Stain'd all the ground bedyde the crimson graue That powers diuine willing his worth to saue From darke Obliuions black forgetfull night Which smothers all in silence from the light With Nature ioyn'd to bring forth such a signe As shall for euer to all Ages shine In memory of that detested fact Which murthering Mars did in his fury act Vpon the body of that louely youth Though some perhaps will hardly thinke it truth But rarher by the ancient Poets fain'd Yet they I say haue to this day ordain'd That from the bloud of deere Adonis young The Safron flowers of all the Earth first sprung So may I say that from the scarlet blood Of Habel shed like to a crimson flood Within the midst of rich Damasco plains When Caine vnkindly pasht out all his braines It pleased God to his immortall Fame That still the Soyle should testifie the same With fragrant flowres adorning all the ground As no where else in all the world is found That some haue thought by this vile deed accurst The Damaske Rose sprang from his graue at first Ah dearest Muse here in this world of woes Mongst Tigres fell and cruell barbarous foes Prodigeous men Inhumain in their minds Deuouring Beasts that all to powlder grinds The Infants face the Innocent to hurt The Lambe to teare and throw him in the durt How blest are we which haue such wholesome lawes To keepe vs safe out from the murdring pawes Of rancorous men that in their deadly rage Would else no doubt straight shorten all our age By macerating blowes to wound and braine And spill our blood as did that damned Caine. But yet we cannot say that we liue free From as fowle sinnes and hatefull treacherie Now Murders Treasons enuious deeds begun Must close be kept and priuately be done We diue to Hell and sound the deepest pits Ransacke the Graues and vse our vtmost wits To find a Diuel or some small sugred Gall To witch a friend or poyson him withall Or else perchance if we do hap to faile As some there be will not set all to sale Yet that which curbes them from this damned vse I meane the Law how do they it abuse Making the same the poore mans feet to tye The instrument of all their villanie How are some men by greatnesse ouer swayd Their Liues Lands Goods and all they haue betrayd The Foote-ball made tost vp and downe by foes Turmoyld and vext plung'd in a world of woes Neuer at Peace forc't all their state to sell Vnfortunate by enuious men to dwell Clapt vp in Prison all their dayes to spend In wrangling Iangling brangling to noe end There is the Law where Purses well are linde To wrong the weake to satisfie their minde The louing Wise the selfe same course must run The Children small all vtterly vndone When once mans heart infected is with gall How doth it then to all foule vices fall Baines the whole house leauing them all forlone Much better farre if they were neuer borne Then here to liue subjected toyld with paine But neare the dore to some fell enuious Caine Yet sacred Muse euen in this mortall life The Iudgement iust of those delight in strife Thou often seest vpon their heads to fall Some breake their neckes off from their horse and all And some there be which wanting of their will Haue sought themselues their owne heart blood to spill With Poyson strong hastned their way to death Or with a Rope strangled their cruell breath Vsde all ill meanes to make away their liues To childrens griefe and terrour of their wiues Rauing inuoaking all the Damned fiends That all the world takes notice of their ends Others there be that toucht before their death With some remorse lye languishing in breath Out of this life cannot at all depart Till they haue crau'd forgiuenesse from their heart To ease their soule their conscience ouer pang'd Haue sent for those whom they before haue wrong'd Confest the Truth desirde them all to pray To God aboue for to be pleasde to lay No further torments Iudgements full of feare Vpon their backes then they can welnigh beare Those that run on their current with the tide And all their life in enuious courses bide Deare Muse thou knowst their lowring daye is neere When pale fac't death shall to their eyes appeare Then shall the diuell take them within his powre With gastly lookes euen at that dismall howre Tortring their soules in euerlastling woes Heauens iust Reward for all damn'd enuious foes Meane while the Ioyes that are layd vp aboue For those delight in quiet Peace and Loue Which haue bin wrongd with Patience much enurde Earths stormy brunts haue to their paine endurde That yet do liue suffring the wofull smart Vexation griefe trouble of mind and hart And to their end like Christian Martyrs bold Holde on their Race as I before haue told How is there in the Heauens aboue the line A sacred Crowne of purest gold most fine Inlayd with Iems and orient Pearles of worth More richer farre then all vpon this Earth Iam. 1. 12. Reu. 2. 10. Preseru'd for those and layd vp safe in store When all theirfoes must stand without the dore In endlesse paines with all the Diuels of hell And they with God aboue the clouds shall dwell Possessing there this conquering crowne of life Free from all care vexation trouble strife To muster here vpon a Sacred stage The Murders Treasons Plots in euery age
wofull prison sick to lye and rot Not once to case assawge their griefes a iot And all the while in Equity and Right There 's nothing due but what is got by might By Wrong Oppression diuelish traps and guile And wicked plodding in such actions vile Lord pardon them forgiue their great offences Call once againe illuminate their sences Waken their carelesse too secure a slumber Forget their faults too infinite to number Let them Restore what they haue wrongly got Else will those goods consume away and rot And aye the Infant yet vnborne will cry For Vengeance iust on their posterity But let not vs good Lord O let not vs Trace out their steps to giue examples thus Make vs auoyde to fall into the like Lest suddenly thy Iudgements do vs strike With farre more terror on our bodyes knowne Then euer was vpon Gehezi showne Or all thy chosen people thou didst make A warning sad for vs in Time to take Besides the losse eternall of thy Grace Where such a one shall neuer see thy face But chaste Vrania Soueraigne of my Muse In whom the Heauens do their best guifts infuse Why dost thou now thy loue so farre ingage As to descend downe to our times and Age Leauing the world that at the first was drownd To ramble out beyond thy scope to sound Damn'd Vice vnmaske with those that wrest and lurch And all this while thus to forget the Church Retire againe and stay not with vs long Thou maist be blam'd for this thy wholesome song For 't is most true one harldly scapes of ten That hunts the Foxe too neare the Lions den Auoyde begone contend not much with these For feare perhaps thou dost some men displease And so incurre some danger on thy selfe For taxing those which are in loue with pelfe Come to the Church deare Muse where last of all Thou Henoch leftst vpon this goodly Ball. There thou art tide O do not much abound Take sanctuary in their holy ground And from these things till time shall serue surcease Then shalt thou Rest and liue in perfect Peace Henoch the seuenth from Adams pupillage Gen. 5. 21. Iud. 14. At sixtie fiue yeares of his manly Age Begat a childe whose like was neuer found From this worlds birth in all her spatious Round That liu'd to see so many weekes of dayes As this man did and yet no strength decayes Methuselah the wonder of his time Whose age may claime of all the earth the prime Which liu'd to see with Simeons heart inflam'd The Arke of Noah before his death all fram'd Luk. 2. 25. 26. 27. Tipe of that Church which from mount Sion purl'd When Caesars scepter swayd the Westerne world Methuselah both ancient graue and sage One hundred fourescore and seauen yeares of Age All chaste doth liue and then begets a Son Vpon whose death the world was quite vndon Lamech the father of that faithfull child Which sau'd seauens Soules and all the rest beguild When that the Arke was by the waters heaued O then they knew their wits were all deceiued Great Noahs selfe from Lamechs loynes descended When full one hundred eightie yeares were ended And that the Sun had foure times crost the line Then is he borne and in his birth did shine Like to a glimpse of that all sacred light Simile Which in these dayes may dazle all our sight His name fore-tiping from his mothers brest That he was borne to be the Churches Rest Ioh 1. 19. Fiue hundred yeares or neare vpon he past His manly dayes both continent and chaste And then espowsed to his future Fame A Noble Faire and courteous louely Dame Some thinke the sister of great Tubal-Caine Genebrard in Cron Iew Rab. Sweete Naamah his loue at first did gaine Though from the Line of cursed Caine descended Yet of the Heauens she was so highly friended As that her Lot before the world was drown'd Fell lucky forth within the Churches ground Oh God thy workes are farre beyond our reach The least of them may all our Sences teach Thou hast thy sheepe disperst in euery place From Henochs Seths and Caines proud enuious Race It is thy pleasure bad mens sins to pay To saue some yet and cast not all away The Flowres oft times which do mongst Cockle grow May smell more sweet then any plant we sow And tender Seeds out from the Popish Seate May yet at length proue Eares of perfect wheate Chiefly when Noah Gods husbandman shall till And worke the ground according to his will With pruning planting in that forme and manner As was the Church once vnder Caesars Banner So Abraham was out from Chaldee cald Gen. 12. 28. Chap. 12. 2. Cha 41. 42. 43 44. Iob. 1. Exod. 2. 5. 6. 11. 13. 15. Hest 2. 17. cha 7. 6. 10. And Ioseph great in Egypts Court instald Iob in the land of Vz amongst those men Where so he liu'd that grieues my soule to pen And Moses milde amongst the murdring sort Was nurst brought vp within king Pharohs Court Hester the Queene that made her foes a scorne Was marryed tide vnto a Pagan borne And Paul hims elfth ' Apostle of vs all Yet first was bred within prowd Tarsus wal And diuers others which my Muse could name Were traind vp thus and yet deseru'd no blame For he that builds vpon the slippery sand Yet Time may serue to make his fabricke stand And these were such as from the rest reculde The weaker sexe are by the greater rulde Though some perhaps haue tride the same and mist Yet wise men still do winde them as they list As by example from Noahs happy choyce This world of ours may euer iust reioyce To haue a mother without blurre or staine When all were lost to store the Earth againe But what make wee deare Muse with Noahs wife Chaste Matron graue preseruer of our life Whose Fame deserues heauens azurd richest gowne A garland deckt and Lawrell wreathed Crowne And in her lap the Frame of all to hold I fall were made of solid beaten gold What if she be deriued from the Race Of cursed Caine yet hath she better face A Conscience cleane Religion in her brest Within whose Soule Heauens dearest guifts do rest Tipe of the Church now to perfection wrought Which was at first but out of darknesse brought Looke backe againe and post not one too fast For feare thou beest beyond thy compasse cast Tell what befell to Adams issue left What misdemeanours all his ofspring kept Ech man his neighbor deadly hates and wounds Sin ouerflowes in euery place abounds The greater still deuouring vp the small That in the end th' oppressed blood doth call For vengeance iust vnto the God of Powre Who doth descend and on the world doth lowre Repents himselfe that ere he did begin To frame the same thus poysoned all with sin Whose true repentance from his eyes did draw That streame of teares which wofully they saw When all the Earth