A ♡ DOOMES-DAY OR THE GREAT DAY OF THE LORDS IVDGEMENT BY Sr. WILLIAM ALEXANDER KNIGHT AH Printed by ANDRO HART and are to be solde at his shop on the North-side of the high Street a litle beneath the Crosse ANNO DOM 1614 TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE ROBERT Viscount Rochester Knight of the most noble order of the Garter and one of his Majesties most honourable priuy Councell THAT the World may haue some publicke testimonie of that priuat loue which your Vertues long since had begotten with my thoughts my Lord this is a small sparke flowne from a great Flame towardes you whose glory is that you onely of all the subjects of this Isle haue the Altar of your honour adorned with offrings from both the Nations in this kind as if your Worth were the Center where both our affections should meete making an vnion in minds a course both worthy of the credite of your place and of your estimation with the world Who more great with Augustus then Mecoenas none so great with the Muses This subject may be thought by some of too melancholicke a Nature for your youth and state but yet is vnnecessarie for neither it may serue for that Macedonians Page who vsed euery Morning to call to him PHILIP thou must die though not so importunatly vrging yet when looked on it is a dumbe remembrer both of death judgement of all what was in the World of what is likely to be when it ends But long may you liue your Fortune still striuing to equall your Worth your Worth to exceed your Fortune and the World to admire both both being ripe before your yeares This for the present is but like vnripe fruits an imperfect piece wrested from a mind many wayes distracted involued in doubtfull designes the successe of some whereof I hope hereafter hauing purchased me fame from the World who for that effect will leaue no way of worth within the compasse of my power vnattempted may make me the more able to communicat it with another for none can giue what he hath not himselfe alwayes I purpose when my mind is more calme to end this Worke but neuer that desire which I haue To serue your Honour S. WILLIAM ALEXANDER To. Sr. W. A. LIKE Sophocles the hearers in a trance With Crimson Cothurne on a stately Stage If thou march forth where all with pompe doth glance To moue the Monarches of the Worlds first Age Or if like Phoebus thou thy Selfe aduance All bright with sacred Flames known by Heauēs Badge To make a Day of Dayes which scornes the Rage Whilst when they end it what should come doth Scance Thy Phoenix-Muse still wing'd with VVonders flies Praise of our Brookes Staine to old Pindus Springs And who thee follow would scarce with their Eyes Can reach the Spheare where thou most sweetlie sings Though string'd with Starres Heauēs Orpheus Harpe enrolle More worthy Thine to blaze about the Pole WILLIAM DRVMMOND A DOOMES-DAY OR THE GREAT DAY OF the Lordes Iudgement The first Houre THE ARGVMENT GOD by his workes demonstratiuely prou'd His Prouidence impugning Atheisme vrg'd The Deuills from Heauen from EDEN Man remou'd Of guiltie Guestes the World by water purg'd Who never sinn'd to die for Sinne behou'd Those who him scourg'd in Gods great wrath are scourg'd Some temporall Plagues and feareful Iudgements past Are cited bere as Figures of the last 1 THou of whose Power not reach'd by Reasōs hight The Sea a Drop we Earth a Mote may call And for whose Trophees stately to the sight The Azure Arke was rear'd although too small And from the Lamp of whose most glorious light The Sunne a sparke weake for weake eyes did fall Breath thou a heauenly Furie in my brest I sing the SABBOTH of eternall rest 2 Though All in all defin'd by nought confin'd O thou whose Feet the Cloudes for Dust afford Whose Voyce the Thunder and whose Breath the Wind Whose Foot-stoole Earth Seate Heauen Workes of thy Word Guards Hostes of Angels mouing by thy Mind Whose Weapons Famin Tempest Pest and Sword My cloudy Knowledge by thy Wisdome cleare And by my Weaknesse make thy Power appeare 3 Loe rauish'd LORD with pleasure of thy Loue I feele my Soule enflam'd with sacred Fires Thy Iudgements and thy Mercies whilst I moue To publish to the World my Spirit aspires LORD by thy Helpe this Enterprise approue That the Successe may second my Desires Make Sathans race to tremble at my liues And Thine rejoyce while as thy Glory shines 4 Yee blinded Soules who euen in Frailtie trust By moments Pleasures earning endlesse Paine Whilst charg'd with liuing Chaines vile Slaues to Lust Of Earth and earthly till en-earthd againe Heare hold and weigh my Words for once yee must The strange Effects of what I tell sustaine I go to Sing or Thunder in your Eares A Heauen of comfort or a Hell of feares 5 All my transported Thoughts at randone flie As stray'd to search that which they can not find Whilst silent Wondring makes a settled Eye A huge Amazement clouded hath my Mind How some dare scorne as if a fabulous Lie That Those should rise whom Death hath once declin'd And like to Beastes a beastly Life they leade Who nought attend saue Death when they are dead 6 But yet what I admir'd not strange doth seeme When as I heare O Heauens that such should breath That there be Men if Men we may esteeme Tronkes which are voyde of Soules Soules voyde of Faith Who all this World the Worke of Fortune deeme Not hoping Mercy nor not fearing Wraith There is no GOD Fooles in their Harts do say Yet make their Harts their Gods and them obey 7 The glassie Heauens which Glory doth array Are Mirrours of GODS admirable Might There whence forth spreads the Night forth springs the Day He fixt the Fountaines of this temporall light Where stately Starres enstall'd some stand some stray All sparkes of his great Power though small yet bright By what none vtter can no not conceaue All of GODS Glory Shaddowes may perceaue 8 What glorious Lights through crystall Lanternes glance As alwayes burning with their Makers loue Spheares keep one Musicke they one Measure dance Like Influence below like Course aboue And all by Order led not drawne by Chance With Majestie as still in Triumph moue And prodigall of light seeme showting thus Looke vp all Soules and gaze on GOD through vs. 9 This pondrous Masse though oft deform'd still faire Great in our sight yet then a Starre more small Is ballanc'd as a Mote amidst the Aire None knowes how hung yet to no side doth fall And yearely springs growes ripe fades falls rich bare Mens Mother first still Mistresse yet their Thrall It centers Heauens Heauens compasse it both breed Bookes where of GOD the gnorant may reed 10 What ebbes flowes swells and sinkes who constant keepes Which from the Earth burstes in aboundance out As she her Brood would wash or for them weepes
Maker crau'd If that his Will had bene by him transgress'd The Woman LORD whom I from thee receau'd She made me eat as who my Soule possess'd The Woman said the Serpent me deceau'd Both burdend Others None the Fault confess'd Which Custome still their faultie Race doth vse All first do rinne to hide next to excuse 67 But he who tries the Reines and viewes the Hart As through the Clouds doth through fraile Bodies see And is not mock'd by Mens ridiculous Art By which their Crimes made more more odious be Who proudly sinne they must submissely smart Loe GOD crau's compt of what he did decree And those who joyn'd in Sinne are punish'd all All Adams Partners crush'd were with his Fall 68 GOD thus first damn'd the Fountaine of Deceate O most accurst of all the Beasts which breede Still wallowing in the Dust a lothsome state Drawn on thy Belly basely shall thou feede The Woman Thee thou shall the Woman hate Which Hatred still inherite shall her Seede Whose fierce Effects both mutually shall feele Whilst he shall breake thy Head thou bruise his Heele 69 And Woman weake whose Thoughts each Fancie blowes I will encrease thy Griefe thy Ioyes restraine And since thy Iudgement doth depend on showes Thou to thy Husband subject shall remaine And bringing forth thy Brood with bitter Throwes What was with Pleasure sown shall reape with Paine Those Beauties now which mustred are with Pride In withred Wrinckles ruinous Age shall hide 70 Fond Adam thou obeying thus thy Wife What I commanded violat who durst Cares shall exhaust thy Dayes Paines ende thy Life Whilst for thy Cause the Earth becomes accurst With Thornes and Thistles guerdoning thy Strife Who sweating for thy Food art like to burst And looke no more for Rest for Toyle thou must Till whence thou came thou be turn'd backe to Dust 71 By Angels arm'd barr'd from the pleasant Place When wretched Adams Pilgrimage was past The Tree of Sinne ou'rshaddowing all his Race They from their minds all Loue of GOD did cast Them to reclaime who did contemne his Grace Who wearie was with striuing at the last Of all the VVorld a Haruest made by Raine He did resolue to trie new Seede againe 72 Yet since that Noah vprightly had liu'd He and his Race stood safe on Horrours hight And when all Creatures Ruine was contriu'd They liu'd secure the fourtie-day-long Night To make the World repent that good Man striu'd His swelling Bulwarke battering in their Sight But with the Wicked nought can well succeede In whom Perswasions Obstinacie breede 73 As the Worlds sinnes ou'rflow'd GODS Wrath ou'rflam'd VVhich when rais'd high down Floods of Vengeance pours As Noahs Preaching oft times had proclaim'd Heauens threatning straight to drown the highest Tours Clouds clustred Darkenesse Lightnings Terrour stream'd And rumbling Thunders vshered vgly Shours Whilst rauenous Tempests swallow'd vp the Light Day dead for Feare brought forth abortiue Night 74 From Guests prophane that Earth might be redeem'd The Lights of Heauen quensh'd in their Lanterns lay The Azure Vaults all but one Cisterne seem'd Whilst safe the Waters All things did decay The Fire drown'd out Heauens all dissolu'd were deem'd Air Water grew the Earth as wash'd away By monstrous Stormes whilst All things were ou'rturn'd Then safe GODS Wrath in all the World nought burn'd 75 Men to the Mountaines did for Helpe repaire Whence them the Waues did violently chace In Natures Scorne came scallie Squadrouns thair The Forrests Guests inheriting their place By too much Water no for lacke of Air All were confounded in a litle Space The Elements with Anguish we enjoy All must nurse one One thus may all destroy 76 That vaulting Vault against the Storme did striue VVhich all the Creatures of the VVorld contain'd And whyls through Depthes whyls through the Clouds did driue Not by the Compasse nor the Rudder rain'd No Port no Land was where it could ariue VVhilst Earth with VVaters leuell all remain'd The VVaues the VVorld all else being hush'd at once Roar'd forth a Consort with Mens dying Grones 77 But when ouer all GODS Breath did Ruine blow The Arke with others Sinne from Death did saue Him whom the raging Floods did not ou'rthrow VVho of GODS Iudgements Iudge did all perceaue A litle Liquor did at last ou'rthrow VVhich to his Sonne to mocke Occasion gaue Thus Drunkennesse disdainfull scorne doth breede A fertile Vyce which Others still succeede 78 As the first World did first by Pryde offend Whose burning Rage to such a hight did win That it to quensh GOD did the Waters bend O Drunkennesse the second Worlds first sinne The course of Vice that Element must end Which is oppos'd to it which did beginne In euery thing GODS Iustice we may spy As Floods drown'd Pryde Flames Drunkennesse must dry 79 When Men againe to fill the World did weare Straight in their Soules did Satan raise his Throne O what a Burden Nature dost thou beare Since that to Sinne and Liue seeme both but one Men Babels Towres against the Starres did reare Since lyke deseruing fearing what was gone As though that GOD could but one Plague command Ah Fooles what Strength against his Strength can stand 80 Whilst fondly They proud weaknesse did bewray Who can the Depths of His high Iudgements sound By making their owne Tongues their Hearts betray Those Titans straight the Thund'rer did confound Here diuerse Tongues the Worke of Men did stay Which afterwards the Worke of GOD did ground The Mind not meanes effectuall doth remaine What help'd Apostles hindred the Prophane 81 When purpos'd to dissolue quicke Clouds of Dust GODS Wrath as stubble Sinners doth deuoure That Towne to sacke which had not tenne Men just He Brimstone rain'd O most prodigious Showre Their Bodies burn'd whose Soules were burn'd with Lust What faire was vglie what was sweet grew sowre Yet of that Fyre Lot scap'd the great Deluge GODS holy Mountaine is a sure Refuge 82 I recken not the ruine of those States Which being but Strangers to the ground of Grace Were caried head-long with their own Conceits And euen though brightly blindlie ranne their Race GODS firme Decrees which fondlie they call'd Fates Did bound their Glory in a litle Space Whil'st Tempests huge toss'd their tumultuous Mindes Lyke Reeds by Riuers wauering with all Windes 83 Such rais'd not for their good but for GODS ends When bent his owne to punish or support Do as his Arrowes hit but where he tends Else of themselues their power doth nought import When he his spotted Flocke to purge intends They are but Tooles vs'd in a seruile sort To fanne or cleanse as Fannes or Beesomes they Which when the Worke is done are throwne away 84 Proud Ashur first did daunt all other Soyles Till barbarous Persia did become her Head The Greekes did glory in the Persians spoyles Whose Prince at last Rome did in Triumph lead Rome rauishing the Earth bred bloody Broyles Yet was by whom she scorn'd a Widow
made The World a Tenniscourt the Rackets Fates Great Kings are Balls when GOD will tosse their States 85 To them whom GOD to do Great things doth chuse He generous Mindes and noble Thoughts imparts And doth in them all Qualities infuse That are requyr'd to act Heroick parts Of Matters base then making others muse He breakes their spirits and vilifies their Hearts As Greatnesse still a gallant Mind preceeds A staggering Courage Fortunes fall succeeds 86 The glancing Glory dazeled euery Eye Of Greece and Rome made all the Muses song On both the Wings of Worth which forth did flie By Valour rais'd borne vp on learning long But now both base in abject Bondage lie Whose Brood proues now as Faint as once thought Strong That with their Empyres made their Enemies Spoyles Their Spirits seeme too transferr'd to forraine Soyles 87 For Nations once which strangers were to Fame On whom as Monsters Ciuill Lands did gaise Those who in scorne did them Barbarians name Do now surpasse in all which Merits praise Thus Glories Throne is made the Seate of Shame Who were obscure do Honour highest raise Nought constant is below no not true Worth It melted South and freezes in the North. 88 What Heart not quakes when as it doth record The Vengeance huge inflicted whyles below Not onely Gentiles thus being then abhorr'd High indignation justlie did ou'rthrow That Heritage long labour'd by the LORD Which as his Portion he would onlie owe As loath'd for Sinne or for Repentance lou'd GODS Minion whyles a Strangers Slaue whyles prou'd 89 By monstrous Plagues GOD did his power expresse In Nilus Bounds which yet admir'd remaines The subtill Sorcerers forcing to consesse That his owne Finger pointed out their paines The Seas retir'd would not his Will transgresse Till Squadrons march'd vpon their Virgin Plaines He gloriously triumph'd ou'r Pharaos Hoste What Israell sau'd that the Egyptians lost 90 GOD Wonders made not strange to Jacobs brood When their great Iourney boldly was begunne Ouer them a Cloud by Day by Night Fyre stood A guide a guard a shadow and a Sunne Rockes vomited a Flood Heauens rain'd downe Food Canaan was miraculouslie wonne Their Armes did Armies spoyle huge Giants kill Weake blasts breath'd walls the Sun as charm'd stood still 91 But who can thinke and trust trust not admire That those Ingrate to such a GOD could proue Who oft had seene aboue their owne Desire By Wonders Power by Benefits his Loue Yet They prouok'd the Holy One to Ire And did the Mighties Indignation moue Till as abhorr'd the Land did spue Them forth And Jordans Glory grac't Euphrates Worth 92 That Realme the Worlds first Froth and now the Lees Of which for Israell Angels Hostes had slaine The Lord transplanting Men as Men do Trees It Israell made a Captiue to remaine The stately Temple nought from ruine frees Whose sacred Vessels Ethnickes did prophane Yet all turn'd back by a repenting Faith Sole Mortalls Teares quench the Immortalls Wrath. 93 And yet of all the Workes which GOD hath wrought None more to stray Opinions course permittes Then our Saluation offred vrg'd not sought At which who highest aymes the Trueth worst hittes What was contemn'd a pretions Treasure bought A Mysterie surmounting Vulgar Wittes The Worker not the Worke must moue our Mindes Celestiall Secrets Faith not Reason findes 94 O who could looke for Glory from the Dust Or for a Sauiour fettred in the Graue The Power which wrought it must giue Power to trust This Iudgetnent else all Iudgements will deceaue O Iustice mercifull O Mercy just He lost his best Belou'd his Foes to saue And euen to suffer suffer did his Sonne The Victorie ouer Hell is hardly wonne 95 The Word was Flesh the God-head dwelt with Men Inuisible yet subject to the Sight He whom no Bounds could bound was bounded then Whilst earthly Darknesse clouded heauenly Light Birds had their Nests and euery Beast a Den Yet had he nought who did owe All of right No Kind of Thing the wicked World could moue Not Wonders done below Words from aboue 96 Those Wonders then which sacred Writes record Did Some conuert A Multitude amaze What did not GODS own Word do by a Word Lame ran Deafe heard Dumb spake Deuils fled Dead raise Of seruants Servant whilst of Lords the LORD Did seeke but his own Paine Mans Good GODS Praise To marie Heauen with Earth He first beganne GOD without Mother without Father Man 97 Who neuer did beginne He would beginne That Life 's chiefe Fountaine might of Life be reau'd The Innocent would beare the Weight of Sinne That by his Sufferings Sinners might be sau'd Yet that which GOD must giue and none can winne Though offred freely many not receau'd Whilst on a Tree CHRIST gain'd when tortur'd most What by a Tree for Pleasure Adam lost 98 The Worlds great Iudge was judg'd and Worldlings stood Euen glorious Glory glorying to disgrace They damn'd as Euill the Author of all Good Though Death of Death who vnto Death gaue Place Ah for our Ransome offring vp his Blood Huge was the Warre he had ro make our Peace The Heire of Heauen daign'd to descend to Hell That in the Heauen Hell-worthy Men might dwell 99 The Father saw the Sonne surcharg'd with Woe Yet would to Calme his Griefe no Fauour show For Man could not refound nor GOD forgoe That Debt which the first Man did justly ow CHRIST as a GOD could not haue suffred so Nor haue as Man preuaild but both below He Men most grac'd when Men him most disgrac'd Iustice and Mercy mutually embrac'd 100 VVhen GOD confirm'd with many fearefull Wonder The great Worke which was wrought for them he lou'd Heauen clad with Darknesse mourn'd Earth sob'd asunder Thus Creatures wanting Sence were highly mou'd VVho should haue had had none nor could not ponder VVhat did import the Anguish which he prou'd But of his Torments strange which did abound Ah Mans Ingratitude did deepest wound 101 O wicked off-spring of a Godly Syre VVho saw the Sauiour of the VVorld arise That which your Fathers did so oft desire Yet could not get that which you did despise VVho Mercy mock'd prepare your selues for Ire He liues he liues whose Death you did deuise His Blood not spent in vaine must wash or drowne Those whome it cannot cleanse it shall sincke downe 102 To rest on them and Theirs Iewes who did cry For CHRISTS contemned Blood had what they sought Then Blood no Burden with more VVeight doth lie Euen as they his so was their Ou'rthrovv vvrought They by the Romane Povver did make Him die And them the Romane Povver to Ruine brought VVhilst for their Cause GOD euery Thing had curst Romes mildest Emperour prou'd for them the VVorst 103 Ierusalem the Faire IEHOV AHS Loue Repudiated by disdainfull VVrath A bastard Race did beare vvhom Nought could moue A vile Adultresse violating Faith Then did the VVorlds Delight her Terrour proue And Harmes perform'd foretold by sacred Breath Nought
for the best whose thoughts sway'd by his Breath Had squair'd his Actions onely by his Will His Calfe GODS Lambe both feasted the Prophane His Best was grieu'd GODS only Sonne was slaine 3 Who can expresse consider or conceaue Our Makers Mercy our Redeemers Loue Or of that Spirit the Power which who receaue By sacred Ardour rauish'd are aboue O to Creat to Sanctifie to Saue Ingratitude to Gratefulnesse may moue Who weighes those Works else damned were his State Must if no more be grieu'd for being ingrate 4 First ere by Ends Beginnings could be prou'd Whilst Time nor Place to limit nought attain'd All wholly Holy wholly to be lou'd GOD in Himselfe and All in him remain'd Whilst both the Sunne and Spheare in which he mou'd That which contain'd and that which was contain'd Truth lightned Light All in Perfection stood More high then Thoughts can reach all GOD all Good 5 All this alone the LORD would not possesse But would haue some who taste his Goodnesse might Which by being giuen in no Degree proues lesse What darker growes the Sunne by giuing Light Not that his Blisse ou'rflow'd no not beguesse All was of Purpose prouidently right His Glories Witnesses GOD Men did raise That they might it admire Him serue and praise 6 VVhen GOD in Vs no Kind of Good could see Saue that which first was from Himselfe to fall Great was his Fauour making Vs to be Euen ere we were much lesse deseru'd at all What since in vs Affection must be free Who dare presume to make our Makers Thrall He first vs freely made when nought of Nought When sold to Sinne with his owne Blood vs bought 7 Though Some sometime inspir'd by GOD we see Doe gratefull I not meritorious Deedes The Fruit not Root of Mercies sauing Tree Which was CHRISTS Crosse whence all our Rest proceedes As owing Most they should most humble be To Him whose Grace in them such Motions breedes From whom for Good a Mind and Meanes they had Where Others were abandon'd to be Bad. 8 The LORD to those whose Soules produce his Seale Good things doth giue as who them justly owes bound by his Promise pleaded with true Zeale Which all the Arguments of Wrath ou'rthrowes Whilst they from it to Mercy do appeale Which justifies all that Repentance showes GOD Sinnes confess'd with Griefe with Ioy forgiues That which Faith humbly seekes Power freely giues 9 He who when Pilgrims all their Trouble sees The faithfull Soules from Danger doth secure And them from Fetters of Corruption frees Grieu'd for the Grieues which Mortalls must endure But now for them fulfilling first Decrees He would true Rest perpetually procure At that great Court which must determine All Euen till CHRIST rise as Iudge from Adams Fall 10 Their Blood which Tyrants by euill Angels led Like worthlesse Waters lauish'd on the Dust From out the Altar cryes all that was shed From Abel till and since Zacharie the Iust To see the Wicked with Confusion cled When judg'd by Him in whom they would not trust The sorrow of his Saints doth moue GOD much No sweeter Incense then the Sighes of such 11 GOD is not slacke as Worldlings do suppose But onely patient willing all to winne Times Consummation quickly shall disclose The Period of Mortalitie and Sinne And for the same his Seruants to dispose Else charg'd by Signes the Processe doth beginne Signes which each Day vpbraide vs with the last Few are to come some present many past 12 What fatall Warnings do that Time presage A due Attendance in the World to breede Though oftner now some vs'd in euery Age And some more monstrous straight the Day preceede Ah flie the Flames of that encroaching Rage And arme against these Terrours which succede For whom the First not feares the Last confounds As whilst the Lightning shines the Thunder wounds 13 Whilst threatning Worldlings with the last Deluge Old Noah Scorne acquir'd but neuer Trust Though building in their Sight his owne Refuge So were the People drunke with Pride and Lust And ere the comming of the generall Iudge To damne the Bad and justifie the Iust Euen when the Tokens come which CHRIST aduis'd As Noahs then CHRISTS Words are now despis'd 14 Euen as the Lifes last Day to None was shown That still attending Death all might liue right So that great Iudgements Day is kept vnknown To make vs watch as CHRIST were still in Sight Like Virgins wise with Oyle still of our own That when the Bridegrome comes we want not Light Liue still as looking Death should vs sur-prise And go to Beds and Graues as we would rise 15 O what great Wonder that so few are found Whom those strange Signes make grieu'd or glad appeare Though that Day haste which should their Soales confound Or from Corruption make them euer cleare If holy Jerome thought he heard the Sound Of that dead Trumpet thundring in his Eare What jealous Cares should in our Brests be lodg'd Since greater Sinners nearer to be judg'd 16 When Will to Man or rather Man to Will Was freely giuen then Discord did beginne Though Brether earst one did another kill Of Those who first were borne Lifes Race to rinne Thus striuing as it seem'd who did most Ill The Father fell the Sonne did sincke in Sinne Loue Adam lost but Cain kindled Wraith The Author breeding Actor bringing Death 17 Thus at the first Contentious Worldlings jarr'd Of all the World when only two were Heires And when that Nations were then Nations warr'd Oft sowing Hopes and reaping but Dispaires Base Auarice Pride and Ambition marr'd All Concord first and fram'd Death diuerse Snares Though as a Wind soone blasted is our Breath We furnish Feathers for the Wings of Death 18 Though as the sacred Register records Strife is still boyling mortall Mens Desires The thing most fertile which the World affords Of which each litle Sparke may breede great Fires Yet that portentuous Warre which CHRISTS own Words Cites as a Signe when Iudgement Earth requires It is not that which vaine Ambition bends By partiall Passions rais'd for priuat Ends. 19 Such was the Warre which in each Age was mou'd When by prepostrous Cares from rest restrain'd Bent to be more then Men Men Monsters prou'd Whilst others Lords who their owne Slaues remain'd For whilst aduancement vaine they fondlie lou'd The Deuill their Soules whilst they but Bodies gain'd So with their owne disturbing euery State They bought Hels Horrours at too high a Rate 20 CHRIST came below that Soules might be relieu'd Not to breed Peace but worse then ciuill Warres Broyles among Brethren scarse to be beleeu'd Euen twixt the Sonne and Sire engendring Iarres GOD must be pleas'd who euer else be grieu'd The Gospels growth no Tyrants malice marres As Egypts Burdens Israels Strength did crowne The Truth mounts most when Men would presse it downe 21 Those Warres which come before that fatall Day End things begunne and endlesse things beginne Are not vs'd Broyles which
States with Steell array Whilst Worldlings would but Worldly Treasures winne No euen Religion must make Peace decay And Godlinesse appeare the Ground of Sinne Then let the World exspect no Peace againe When sacred Causes breed Effects prophane 22 Such Warres haue bene such some are yet to be What must not once plague Adams cursed Brood Ah that the World so oft those Flammes did see Which Zeale had kindled to be quensh'd with Blood Whilst disagreeing thoughts in deeds agree Some bent for Sprituall some for Temporall Good Hells Fire-brands rage whilst Zeale doth weakly smoake When Policie puts on Religions Cloakc 23 All Nations once the Gospells Light shall see That Ignorance no just excuse may breed Trueth spreads in spite of Persecution free The Blood of Martyrs is the Churches Seede That it contemn'd or they condemn'd may be All on the Word their Soules may sometyme feed The Word by which All Helpe or Harme must haue Those Knowledge damnes whom Conscience can not saue 24 When bent to mitigate his Fathers Wrath Mans mortall Vaile the God-head did disguyse The VVorlds Redeemer was engadg'd to Death And rais'd Himselfe to show how VVe should ryse Those twelue whole Doctrine builded on his Breath To beare his Yoke all Nations did entyse They Terrours first and then did Comfort sound For ere the Gospell heale the Law must wound 25 In simple Men who seruile Trades had vs'd The Wysest of the World are greatest Fooles The holy Ghost one Trueth all Tongues infus'd And made them teach who neuer knevv the Schooles Yea vvith more povver the Soules of Men they bruis'd Then Rhetorick could do vvith golden rules The Spirit vvhen GOD the Soules of Men conuerts Doth moue the Teachers Tongues the Hearers Hearts 26 As Temporall Power nere to the hottest Pole At first being sprung then spred in other parts One State ou'r all did to the Starres extoll By morall Vertues and by Martiall Arts Till colder Climats did that Heat controll Both shovving stronger Hands and stouter Hearts That Miserie Reliefe Plagues follovving Sinne Slaues Libertie Lords Bondage did beginne 27 The Light of Heauen first in the East did shine Then ranne the Course kept by the Earthlie Light And did as Zeale in Realmes ryse and decline Still giuing Day to some to others Night The Faith of Men yet toyl'd it first to fyne And left no Land till loath'd not forc'd no flight The Gadarens in their Land did CHRIST confyne Till to his presence they preferr'd their Swyne 28 Where are these Churches seuen those Lanternes seuen Once Asias glorie grac'd by sacred Scroules With Monsters now as then with Martyrs euen The Turke their Bodies Sathan rules their Soules Lands then obscure are lifted vp to Heauen Whose Soules like Linxes look whilst theirs lyke Owles Those whom the Word renown'd are known no more Those know GOD best who scarse knew Men before 29 The Worlds chiefe State old Rome with Glory gain'd Of which the losse her Nephewes shame did seale The Gospells Trueth at Rome once taught remain'd Yet from that puritie her Heires appeale Thus temp'rall Power and Spirituall both Rome stain'd Growne cold in Courage first and last in Zeale The Church first stood by Toyles whilst poore still pure And straight whilst Rich being rent fell when secure 30 From offring Grace no Storme the Word can stay Ere Iudgement come to those who will receaue In this last Age Time doth new Worlds bewray That CHRIST a Church ouer all the Earth may haue His Righteousnesse shall barbarous Realmes array If their first loue more ciuill Lands will leaue To Europe may America succeede GOD may of Stones raise vp to Abram Seede 31 The Gospell once being preach'd in euery Place To Lands of which our Fathers could not tell And when the Gentiles all are draw'n to Grace Which in the new Jerusalem should dwell Then shall the stubborne Jewes that Trueth embrace From which with such Disdaine they did rebell Who first the Law last shall the Gospell haue CHRIST whom he first did call shall last receaue 32 When GOD would but be seru'd by Jacobs Brood By his owne Mercie not their Merites mou'd The Gentiles did what to their Eyes seem'd good And Sathans Slaues the workes of Darkenesse lou'd They vnto Idoles offred vp their Blood Yea bow'd to Beasts then Beasts more beastlie prou'd Those whom GOD did not chuse a God did chuse And what they made did for their Maker vse 33 But when that onely Soyle too narrow seem'd To bound GODS Glory or to bound his Grace The Gentiles Soules from Sathan he redeem'd And vnto Shems did joyne of Japhets Race The bastard Bands as lawfull were esteem'd The Strangers entred in the Childrens place The Infidels grew glorious by their Faith Whilst Mercies Minions Vessels were of Wrath. 34 That chosen Flock whom to Himselfe he drew Who saw not Jacobs fault nor Israels sinne When we regener'd they degener'd grew To lend vs Light their Darkenesse did beginne Yea worse then we when worst GODS Saints they slew And when that his Vine-yard they come to winne They first his Seruants kill'd and then his Sonne Nought growes more fast then Mischiefe when begunne 35 Sonnes of the second Match whom CHRIST should crownè Ah bragge not you as Heritours of Grace The naturall Branches they were broken downe And We wild Oliues planted in their Place Feare feare lest Seas of Sinnes our Soules do drowne Shall He spare Vs who spar'd not Abrams Race As they for lacke of Faith so may we fall What springs in some is rooted in vs all 36 Till ours be full though Israels Light lyes spent Our Light shall once them to Saluation leade Is GOD like Man that he should now repent That Promise which to Abrams Seede was made For his great Haruest ere that CHRIST be bent The Iewes shall haue a Church and Him their Heade Both Iewes and Gentils once one Church shall proue We feare their Law they shall our Gospell loue 37 This Signe it seemes might soone accomplish'd be Were not where now remaines that Race of Shems The Gentils Dregs and Idoles which they see Makes them loth all for what their Law condemns To be baptiz'd yet some of them agree Whilst them their Mates their Mates the World contemnes And why should we not seeke to haue them sau'd Since first from them Saluation we receau'd 38 When the Euangell most toyl'd Soules to winne Euen then there was a Falling from the Faith The ANTICHRIST his Kingdome did beginne To poyson Soules yet ere the Day of Wrath Once shall Perditions Child that MAN OF SINNE Be to the World reueal'd and plagu'd to Death GOD may by Tyrants scourge his Church when grieu'd Yet shall the Scourge be scourg'd the Church relieu'd 39 The ANTICHRIST did come with Power and Might By Signes and Wonders to delude the Eyes Thus Sathan seemes an Angell whyles of Light That who the Truth contemn'd may trust in Lies And this with Iustice stands euen in
thy Soule Poore sinfull Wretch who then art toss'd with Breath Whilst desp'rat Anguish no way can controule The raging Torrent of consuming Wrath In euery Corner where thy Eyes can roule Their sweetest showes more bitter are then Death Who can expresse thy Feelings or thy Feares Which euen Repentance can not helpe with Teares 43 To looke aloft if thou dare raise thy Sight Weigh'd down as damn'd by guiltie actions gone What Horrour Terrour Errour all affright Thee trembling thee who out of tyme do'st grone Oft shall thou wish that thee falne Mountaines might Hyde from his Face who sittes vpon the Throne But ah in vaine a lurking Place is sought Nought can be couered now no not one Thought 44 The dreadfull Noyse which that great Day proclaimes When mix'd with Sighes and Shouts from Mortalls here O how deform'd a Forme Confusion frames None can well thinke till that it selfe appeare Whilst Clouds of Smoake deliuered are of Flames They darken would their Birth it them would cleare But whilst Both striue None Victorie attaines This endlesse Darkenesse bodes that endlesse Paines 45 If seeking Helpe from thy first Parent slyme Lo Plutoes Palace Dongeons of Despaire As fyr'd by Furies kindled by thy Cryme Ben to encroach on interdicted Aire Do gape to swallow thee before the tyme Whom they foresee damn'd for a Dweller there Heauen ouer thy Head Hell burnes beneath thy Feet As both in Rage to fight with Flammes would meet 46 With Owlie Eyes which horride Lightnings blind This to admire the Reprobat not neede Match'd with the Horrours of a guiltie Mind Nought from without but Pleasure can proceed Sinke in their Bosomes Hells and they shall find More vglie things a Iuster feare to breed Of all most loath'd since first the World began No greater Monster then a Wicked Man 47 All sorts of Creatures soone consum'd remaine Crush'd by their death whose lyues on them depend Their treasons partners whom they entertaine Mans Forfeiture doth too towards them extend Whom since they can no further serue againe True Vassalls thus they with their Lords will end Though oft they them like Tyrants did abuse Whom as Ingrate their Dusts that day accuse 48 Ere it we can call com'd that which is past Charg'd with Corruption flowlie I pursue Since without Hope to reach though following fast That which like lightning quickly scapes the view I where I cannot walke a compasse cast And must seeke wayes to common knowledge due For Mortalls eares my Muse tunes what she sings With earthly Colours painting Heauenly things 49 The last Deluge of Vniuerfall Wrath To wash the Earth defiled all with Sinne So to prolong their litle pufts of Breath High Mountaines Tops both Sexes striu'd to winne But of accesse what Fort can frustrat death Death did attend them there where they did runne With Paine and feare choak'd dash'd ere dying dead Death doubled so was but more grieuous made 50 So when the flamming waues of wasting Fyre Ouer all the World do riotouslie rage Some to the Depths for safetie shall retire As Thetis kisse could Vulcans Wrath asswage But that Lieutenant of his Makers Ire Makes all the Elements straight beare his Badge Scorch'd Earth being op'ned swallowes Thousands down Aire thickned choakes with smoake and Waters drown 51 The halting Lemnian highly shall reuenge The ancient Scorne of other equall Powers Both strong and swift though lame what Wonder strange He in his Madnesse all the Rest deuoures His Fiercenesse first his Mother toyles to change But hauing him embrac'd she likewise lours And with her Sonne doth furiously conspire Straight from pure Air being All transform'd in Fire 52 This Heat with Horrour may congeale all Harts Lifes Bellowes toss'd by Breath which still doth moue That Fanne which doth refresh the inward Parts Euen it shall make the Brest a Fornace proue That Signe of Life which oft arriues and partes Boyles all within else burnes it selfe aboue At that dread Day denouncing endlesse Night All smoake not breath whilst Flames giue only Light 53 That stormie Tyrant which vsurpes the Air Whilst Woll rain'd downe from Heauen doth him enfold A liquid Pillar hinging at each Hair Sneez'd fiercely forth when shaking all for Cold He clad with Flames a firie Leader thair Makes feeble Vulcan by his Aide more bold Whose Bellowes fostred by the Others Blast May soone forge Ruine Instruments to wast 54 The Lands Great Creature Nurceling of the East Which Ioues extreamely and with Zeale adores In Spirit and Nature both aboue a Beast Whilst charg'd with Men he through the Battell roares And his arm'd Match of Monsters not the least Whose Scales defensiue Horne inuasiue gores Whilst foming Flames as other to prouoke Straight joyn'd in Dust their Battell ends in Smoke 55 The craftie Foxe which Numbers doth deceaue To get not be a Prey shall be a Prey The Embrions Enemie Womens that conceaue As who might giue him Death their Birth to stay That rauenous Wolfe which Blood would alwayes haue All then a Thought more quickly shall decay No Strength then stands such Weaknesse went before Nor yet base Slight meere Foolishnesse and more 56 The Hart whose Hornes as Greatnesse is to all Do seeme to grace are Burdens to his Head With swift though slender Legges when Wounds appall Which cures himselfe where Nature doth him lead And with great Eyes weake Heart oft Dangers Thrall The warie Hare whose Feare oft Sport hath made Do seeke by Swiftnesse Death in vaine to shunne As if a Flight of Flames could be outrunne 57 The painted Panther which not fear'd doth gore Like some whose beauteous Face foule Minds defame The Tiger Tigrish past expressing more Since crueltie is noted by his Name The able Ounce strong Beare and fooming Bore Mans Rebells since GOD did Man his proclaime Though fierce all faint and know not where to turne They see their old Refuge the Forrests burne 58 The mildest Beasts importing greatest Gaine Which others Crimes made Altars only touch By whom they cloth and feede not crying slaine The Christians Image only true when such Their growing Snowes which Arts fraile Colours staine Was wrong'd when faind of Gold since worth more much But precious things the Owners Harmes oft breede The Fleeces Flames the Bodies doe succede 59 The Flocks for Profite vs'd in euery Part Though them to serue they make their Masters bow And are the Idoles of a greedy Hart Which as old Egypt doth adore a Cow Like Hannibals which Fabius mock'd by Art As walking Torches all runne madding now By Phoebus tickled they to startle vs'd But Vulcan ruder makes them rage confus'd 60 Their Martiall Cheiftan Mastiues Rage to stay Pasiphaes Louer Venus dayly Slaue With brandish'd Hornes as mustering first doth stray Then throwes them downe in Guard a Match to craue Straight like the Colchian Bulles ere Iasons Prey He Flames not fain'd doth breath but not to braue Like that of Phalaris whom one did fill He tortur'd bellowing doth ly bullering still
61 Of all the Beasts by Men domesticke made The most obsequious and obedient still The fawning Dog which where we list we leade And wants but Words to doe all which we will Which loues his Lord extreamly euen when dead And on his Tomb for Griefe himselfe doth kill He then with Tongue stretch'd forth doth panting rin Which straight when fir'd drawn backe burnes all within 62 The generous Horse the Gallants greatest Friend In Peace for Show and in effect for Warre Which to his Lord when wearie Legges doth lend To flie or chase in Sport or earnest Farre A Pegasus he through the Air would bend Till that his Course turn'd Centaure Man doth marre His wauing Treasures fir'd to flie from Death He first the wind outrunnes and then his Breath 63 This squadrons King that doth for Fight prepare As if he wrack'd the World doth raging goe His Foote doth beate the Earth Taile whippes the Aire Mad to be hurt and yet not find a Foe But soone his Shoulders rough the Fire makes bare And melts his Strength which was admired so Death doth to Rest arrest his rouling Eyes Loe in a litle Dust the Lyon lyes 64 Those Poysnous Troupes in Africks Fields which stray In Death all fertill as the first began By Look by Touch by Wound and euery Way True Serpents Heires in Hatred vnto Man Which GOD still good in Deserts maks to stay To waste the World still doing what they can But whilst they houle scritch barke bray hurle hisse spout Their inward Fire soone meetes with that without 65 The Crocodile with running Depthes in Loue By Land and Water of Tyrannicke powr With vpmost Iawes which and none else do moue Whose Cleansing first is sweet oft after sowr And whyls his Crime his Punishment doth proue Whilst a deuouring Baite train'd to deuoure He neither now can fight nor yet retire His scalie Armour is no Proofe of Fire 66 The Beast though haunting Depthes not there confin'd Whose Haires as precious decke each Great Mans Head Before like Eagles Gooses like behind Whose Feet as Oares to manage Streames are made To waste the liquid Wayes not needing Wind Whose Taile his Course doth as a Rudder leade A Sparke falne from a Tree may then confound Him with his Teeth that now strikes Trees to Ground 67 The Otter black where sinne-wing'd troupes repaire Fresh Riuers Robber which his prey doth chuse And all that kinde nor Fish nor Flesh which are But do two Elements Amphibions vse Not able to touch Earth nor to draw Aire In Waters they their kindled Skinnes infuse But yet refuge can find in neither Soile They burne on Earth and in the Depths do boyle 68 Floods seem'd to grone which beasts Incursion maimes All altered then which lookt of late like Glasse And murmure at the flamming of their streames By Carcasses flot-flotting in a Masse A mouing Bridge whilst euery Channell frames When as there are no Passengers to passe With Beasts all buried Waters are press'd down Whilst both at once their Burdens burne and drown 69 The Crystalls quicke which slowlie vs'd to go And others Heat by coldnesse did allay As if being grieu'd to be polluted so Grown red with rage boyld vp pop-popling stay And tread in Triumph on their breathlesse Fo Whoses Ashes with their Sands they leuell lay But Vulcan now a Victor in each place By Violence doth all their Nymphes embrace 70 The Dwellers of the Depths not harm'd in ought When first Vyce all and next the Waters drown'd So since by some more sacred still are thought As whom Sinnes Scourge did onely not confound The Elements not pure to purge being brought They likewise fall kill'd by this generall Wound The Fishes sodden are in euery Flood Yet find no Eaters though a callour Food 71 All which Corruption only serues to feed When it doth end doth end so Heauen designes Nought saue the Soule which doth from GOD proceede Ouer death triumphes and still is pleas'd else pynes Death nor mans Essence but his Sinne did breed And it with it the end of Tyme confines Then Death and Lyfe shall neuer meet againe The State then taken alwayes doth remaine 72 Salt Seas fresh Streames the Fish which loues to change The Riuers Prince esteem'd by daintie Tastes Which through the Ocean though he yearelie range The bounds him bred to see yet yearelie hastes Ah Man whyles wants O Monster more then strange This kind Affection common vnto Beasts That Salmon fresh for which so many stryue May then be had boyld where it liu'd alyue 73 The Trout the Eele and all that Watrie Brood Which without Feet or Wings can make much Way Then leape aloft forc'd by the raging Flood Not as they vs'd before for sport or prey That which whyles freez'd their Glasse to gaze in stood Now turn'd to Flammes makes what it bred decay Those which to take Men did all Snares allow All without Baites or Nets are taken now 74 Those Floods which first did Fields with Streames array The Riuers foure by sacred Write made known Which since farre sundrie makes their Wits to stray Who Paradise drawn by their Dreames haue shown As turn'd from it or it from them away In all the Earth their strength shall be ou'r-thrown VVhom first high Pleasures Horrours huge last bound As if for Griefe they vanish from the Ground 75 The fertile Nilus neuer rashlie mou'd Which ag'd in trauell manie Country knowes Whose Inundation by the Labourer lou'd As Barrennesse or Plentie it fore-showes From diuerse meanes but doubtfull all is prou'd Oft Natures worke all Reasons Power ouer-throwes The Ancients wondred not to find his Head But it shall all inuisible be made 76 Heauens Indignation seazing on all things The greatest Waters languish in their Way The litle Brookes exhausted in their Springs For Pouertie can not their Tribute pay Of Moisture spoyl'd the Earth craues Help not brings The Mightie thus left to themselues decay Great powers compos'd make but of manie one Whose weaknesse showes it selfe when left alone 77 That Flood whose Fame more great then Waters straide Whose Race like it more then their owne would ow Which from the Appennins oft gathering aide Would those ouer-throw who did the world ou'r-throw VVhich though vnstable onely stable staide In that great Citie where all else fell low It which so long familiar was with Pame Shall be dry'd vp an vnregarded streame 78 The Sheep-heards Mirrours all like Siluer pure VVhich curious Eyes delighted were to see VVhen Flammes from Heauen fraile Beauties shall combure No Creature then being from Confusion free Euen they shall grow more vglie and obscure Then the infernall Floods are fain'd to be Of their long course there shall no signe remaine VVorse then that Lake where Brimstone once did raine 79 Whilst Thetis bent to court those Streames as vaine That on themselues to gaze stryue Time to win And liquid Serpents wynding through the Plaine As if to sting the Earth oft gathered in
count his Host Had sought all meanes by which they might be lost 49 All Salaminaes Straits disgorge againe Those whom they swallow'd and disgested had But broken Squadrons are restor'd in vaine Since with no Armes no with no Garment clad Whilst both the parts then joyn'd in one remaine Great is the Number but the Cause is bad Who striu'd for State both as most abiect bow Greekes and Barbarians no way differ now 50 By this last Blast those do assemble all At diuerse tymes who in the Depths fell dead By him almost preuenting Persias fall Who the Greeke Empire had abortiue made Who charg'd with Chaines lay for his Father thrall An Act more great then all his Hostes to lead From Vertues hight this generous course did come A Man most vitious Armies might ouercome 51 The last great Act which Athens did intend It Thousands did defraud their funerall Right Which did presage their Greatnesse neere an end Whose State then chang'd as hauing past the hight Those to pursue that then did Armies send From that tyme forth did for their confines fight A mightie Town whose growing nought could stay When com'd to faile doth wither soone away 52 Their greatest Captain fondly being remou'd The other cold procur'd what he diuinde Who happie first last most vnhappie prou'd Vaine superstition vilified his Minde But Siracusa yet to stand behou'd Whose ruine was for greater foes design'd And those by Sea to winne more Land who striu'd Drownd in the Sea were of all Land depriu'd 53 Faire Sicile long still by great States being sought As fertile Fields weake owners did entyse The fatall Lists where Rome and Carthage fought When all the World was made the Victors pryse Thy bounds oft bath'd with Blood was dearely bought Which Strangers still else Tyrants did surpryse Thy Sea the Stage where Death oft act'd with Wounds Must muster manie when the Trumpet sounds 54 Earst Athens Pirrhus Carthage Rome in Ire Their hungrie Hopes whilst Ceres fill'd with Dreames To daunt that People proudlie did aspire Not fearing Scilla nor Charibdis Streames Nor thundring Aetna vomiting forth Fire Nor Vulcans Forge nor monstrous Giants Names No Plutoes selfe who wedded in those Fields His conquer'd Hells to greedy men he yeelds 55 Those whose great Valour did so honour Wrong That each eternall Pen it yet renownes Who Riualls liu'd in loue of Glorie long And though but Cities did dispose of Crownes Those two by Sea did striue who was most strong As all the Earth could not containe two Townes Each State the World lesse then it selfe contriues A just Proportion Ruine only giues 56 That hautie Race which Kings in Triumph led All not being pleas'd with parting of the Spoyles That Fishes might as well as Beasts be fed The Land else glutted by their guiltie Broyles They on the Sea a Sea of Blood did shed Which wash'd by Waues away might foyle their Soyles That them to plague no Furie Place could find All Objects raz'd which might vpbraide the Mind 57 A spatious Field the Waters did afford Where floting Armies might their Forces trie When free Men fighting who should be their Lord With too much Valour did their Bondage buy Whilst AEolus did rage and Neptune ror'd More cruell Creatures then Themselues to spie Men of all else which this large Circuit fill Most subtill are and violent in Ill. 58 From liquid Fields where Carcasses are rife Now with his Troupe Volteius Passage finds Who were more bold then fortunat in Strife And dying did triumph ouer Foes Waues Winds Of Fame too greedy prodigall of Life As those whose Soules were Strangers to their Minds Who lose their owne to gaine from others Breath Life by Opinion seeke for certaine Death 59 When Father Sonne and Brother bound in Law Did pledge their Liues who only should be free Pale Neptune once at Actium wondring saw His Chrystall Walks all as congeal'd in Tree Which from their Kingdomes diuerse Kings did draw To know whose Slaues they were ordain'd to be As both till clear'd from what they crau'd would stand Two on the Sea did fight for all the Land 60 To lose their Owne or others Shippes to winne When loftie Legions did a Purpose take Of Winds Waues Armes Oares Sounds Showts blowes the din Gaue bold men Courage made the Cowards quake Whilst sloting Forrests did together rin Which Neptune Mars and AEolus made shake The Bellies big with Men abortiue burst By thundring Engines violated first 61 When this Encounter had made many smart A stately meeting terrible to thinke Shippes without Kindnesse kiss'd yet loth to part Stood strugling long which should the other sinke Till some oft pierc'd and past all Hope of Art For Poyson last as desprat Floods did drinke And that none might their conquer'd Ensignes clame Slipt vnder Seas as if to hide their Shame 62 But hautie Romans storm'd to be withstood And vs'd to conquere maruail'd to be match'd From Floods in vaine some drinking backe their Blood Halfe kill'd halfe drown'd Death by two Darts dispatch'd There where they fought whilst Bodies pau'd the Flood Till emptie first no wooden Caue was catch'd O how that Life seemes foule which blots Fames Bookes In Glories Glasse whilst generous Courage lookes 63 Whilst Mars as yet a doubtfull Iudge did proue The barbarous Queene fled with Pelusian Slaues Who liu'd in her with her did straight remoue Not fear'd no not as who in Feauers reaues He fled not Foes but follow'd on his Loue For whom the Hope of all the World he leaues Who vanquish'd Armies oft a Woman foyld Who all of All him of himselfe she spoyld 64 The Seas surrender at that dreadfull Blast Troupes of all Lands which in their Depthes did fall Which Foes fell down rise as in League at last The Cause being common which doth joyne them all Not onely Ancients famous in Times past But Turkes and Christians thence a voyce doth call Whom euen when raging raging Floods supprest That Waues might tosse them still who would not rest 65 What Turband Band abandons Thetis Bowres By their Misfortune fortunat to Fame Who by a ROYALL PENNES Eternall Powers Reft backe from Death Breath whilst Men Breath doth clame How those still Turkes were baptiz'd in few Houres Where Azure Fields fom'd forth a hoarie Streame This my GREAT PHOEBVS tun'd to Trumpets Sounds Whose stately Accents each strange Tongue rebounds 66 Not onely thus by barbarous Bands ou'rthrowne Some whome CHRIST bought a floting Tombe confines But by themselues like Pagans spoyld though knowne In liquid Plaines a Number Breath resignes Whilst those who toyle to make the World their owne Doe with Deuotion paint most damn'd Designes That they when all things else haue faild for Baites May Superstition vse to angle States 67 When hautie Philip with this I le in Loue Whose Rage to raigne no Reason could appease As oft by Fraud it last by Force would proue To barren Spaine whose fertile Fields did please He send huge Hulks which did like
him or else for him were kill'd And as for Bondage borne free but from Graues Did liue to him and died to Sathan Slaues 87 By Violence Death diuerse did surprise Still since the World first peopled did remaine But Men in Mischiefe fondly grown more wise By Bolts vnseene some moe of late are slaine Since some new Sulmons no Deuils did deuise Those Sulphurous Engines bragging GOD againe Which Men yea Towres and Townes in Pieces teare Then Thunder now Men more the Canon feare 88 Those soone start vp which fell whilst as lesse strong By Vulcan forc'd succumbing Thetis ror'd And thundring forth the Horrour of her Wrong The Burden vrg'd straight in Disdaine restor'd The airie Region raging all a long Which Death to them did suddainly afford And by a Blow most strange no Scarre being found The Bones all broken and the Flesh still sound 89 Those whom of Earth the Superfice as forc'd Did beare not burie suffer not receaue By men euen dead as oft aliue extorc'd To Auarice else Crueltie still Slaue Those shall from Dust no sooner be diuorc'd Then they who sought the Center for a Graue Whose Bodies with their Soules did seeme to striue Which first at Hell should with most Haste arriue 90 The mutinous Hebrewes who gainst him repin'd Whose Face as glorious Rayes reflecting still Com'd from the Thunderer like cleare Lightning shin'd GODS Secretarie who first pen'd his Will As soone as they whose Dust no Weight confin'd They rise whom Earth did burie first then kill To offer bent Pride burning in their Brests As like Himselfe whom Pluto tooke for Priests 91 That scorn'd Diuiner is with them expos'd Fooles who fore-know not for their Fate prouide Who by his Wife when lurking was disclos'd And whom at last Earth did as strangely hide And that the Caue which burn'd might so be clos'd He as Romes Best who vnder Ground did ride There greedie to doe good or to get Fame That where his Bodie died might liue his Name 92 Some Feauer strange when Surfets seeme to moue Those of the Earth who in the Entraills dwell Whilst it though trembling raging seemes to proue If it may drinke the World and spue forth Hell They from the Dust as quickly shall remoue As those by Pouder who in Pouder fell By Tyrants fierce being pin'd no freed from Paine VVho falne on Earth or toss'd through Air remaine 93 Now Orpheus shall not neede as Poets faine To charme the Furies with harmonious Sounds Nor Hercules by Violence in vaine To force the Dungeons of the shadowie Bounds The Guests below shall once turne backe againe To see what they haue lost superiour Rounds The Prince of Darknesse will be pleas'd with this Since sure to haue them judg'd for euer his 94 The Earth her Entraills quickly shall discharge That GOD all who had Soules at once may see His Prisoners at last Death must enlarge At that Great Iubilie all once set free Who were so long in passing Charons Barge Some from Obliuions Flood brought backe shall be Ere Cerberus can barke all shall be gone And ere they can be miss'd turn'd euerie one 95 Those whom soft Egypt alwayes Slaue to Lust By Spices Oyntment Baumes and Odours rare To scorne Corruption and to mocke the Dust Did keepe when lost with a ridiculous Care And vs'd as Pledges whyles to purchase Trust Their Bones worth Nought when clad worth lesse when bare Their Vailes renew'd no sooner they resume Then whom at first Corruption did consume 96 Those Piramids whose Points seem'd threatning Heauen Not solitarie Tombes but courted Thrones The huge Mausoleum one of Wonders seuen That Obeliske which grac'd Augustus Bones Late Monuments those aemulous to Euen Of Marber Porphyr Iasp and precious Stones None hides his Guest from this great Iudges Sight Nor yet him sends more gorgeous to the Light 97 Of Place the Distance distant Time not breedes Some who one Field empurple by their Fall Whose Entraills straight another Mansion needes Lest else Corruption might encroach on all Their Bodies Friends as whyles for Pompe succeeds Not seeme farre borne to burie but enstall But though each Part a seuerall Kingdome takes A suddaine Vnion now one Moment makes 98 That Dreame-diuiner by two Tribes call'd Syre Though by them lost who did his Brethren saue His Dust from Goshen quickly shall retire And with the Rest a second Hymen haue Where he when dead as Faith did first inspire Where His might liue Possession did receaue Or since by Him so benefited once That Land ingrate to frustrat of his Bones 99 The third Time then some liue from Tombes rais'd twise Their Resurrection represented else Whom Death it seem'd did but a while disguise For acting Wonders which Amazement tells When wak'd by Force as who did drousie rise They drawn from Lethe or Obliuions Cells Straight with the Place all Priuiledge did leaue Made as who dream'd or in high Feauers reaue 100 Till soar'd from hence where they so long haue striu'd Still charg'd with Flesh all Soules infirme remaine And with their Burdens those who were reuiu'd Their former Frailties did resume againe So that vnknowing where a whyle they liu'd Maim'd Memorie was bounded by the Braine Through earthly Organs Spectacles impure Soules reach but Objects such as they procure 101 Some fondly curious would haue then enquir'd VVhat Lodgings last those Both-world-guests did leaue Which if remembred reuerenc'd and admir'd They would not wrong by Words what none conceaue Great Paul whose selfe could not tell how retird VVhom the third Heauen when rauish'd did receaue He what he saw return'd could not relate Past Mortalls Senses to Immortalls greate 102 Such Soules when last to their first Tents turn'd backe Their Toyles thereby and others Glory grew Whilst to the VVorld that VVay GOD cleare would make That Faith when firme might Death it selfe subdue But then they Flesh as when first left did take Which now at last the LORD will all renew Their Resurrection when no Time confines Whilst rais'd ripe Fruites of what they first were Signes 103 Thus the great Tisbit strangelie did restore That none might trouble haue who gaue him rest Her Sonne whose Victualls did when waste waxe more Like to the like when in like State distrest That Prophet did who crau'd his Spirit in store Not to be press'd by such a second guest Whose Graue wak'd one that there he might not sleepe Where he when dead a quickning power did keepe 104 The blest Bethanian highlie shall reioyce When next he calls who show'd such tender loue As euen to weep for him as a chiefe choyce Till he was brought free from white bands aboue The first who in the graue did heare that Voyce Which from all Graues must make their guests remoue And greater Power when glorified may show Then from fraile Flesh when but breath'd forth below 105 Those soone start vp who quickly come to Light As to applaud what was accomplish'd known CHRISTS acting suffrings when most low at
hight That the last part on this Worlds Stage was shown Else to vpbraid as a prodigious sight Them who did haste what bent to haue ouer-thrown And others all thus rais'd more glad do ryse Of Soules birth once then of their Bodies thryse 106 There come those two from whence no Flesh can know Yet not more soone then whom fraile Eyes saw dead Of which as Types one to each World did show That Mortalls might be straight Immortall made Grosse Bodies mount and some Death not ouerthrow A Laberinth whence Nature none can lead In most euill tymes most good to be mark'd so Those did from hence mans common Way not go 107 That godly man by GOD judg'd Iust to be Translated was that he might not see Death Being Death to him his LORD despis'd to see Whilst poysond with vile Mens blasphemous Breath Or else at last from Pangs and Horrours free He priuiledg'd from all the signes of Wrath Did part not die from Sinne not Life estrang'd Soules must remoue else haue their lodging chang'd 108 Whilst him saue GOD who ought disdain'd to feare Vile Baals Scourge of Kings who scorn'd the Ire With flamming Steeds a burning Coach did beare The Wind being Wagoner an Angell Squire Twix this grosse Globe and the celestiall Spheare Zeale did triumph euen as it fought with Fyre That Heauen and Earth both might his Glory know As earst his Toyles when but contemn'd below 109 As where he liue or lyes to turne or stay To dispute easie is hard to conclude The LORD perchance committed him to Clay As one with whom He on Mount Tabor stood Else not dissolu'd but changd when borne away And some thinke kept apart yet to do good For without all no Saints perfected be The Maide-borne-bodie so Heauens onely see 110 A loude Alarme still doubling from aboue The Word Eternall may make Breath abound All this vaste Circuit doth a Trumpet proue Whose Concaue wastes not but maintaines the sound At the first blast nought else saue it did moue As drearie Silence had prepard the ground But till all Eares be fill'd it higher swells A horrid Echo roaring from the Hells 111 Those guiltie Soules what further comfort shields From sleepe whose Conscience with the Bodie stares Then when they see as Grasse ouer all the fields Men grow about them O what frozen Hearts Earth labour'd long a Monstrous Haruest yeelds Which straight Heauens Husband loe grindes sifts and parts Who can but thinke how such endure this sight And yet what they attend makes it seeme light 112 He who them hates that he should others grace Both Grief and Enuie tortures them at once Of two who rest companions in one place One pleas'd doth joy the other desp'rat moues One parts as pointed for Eternall Peace The other sign'd for paine stayes howles and grones Thus of the Godlies good the first degree Is from the wicked that they parted be 113 Those Creatures who still sound did neuer fall That fatall Summons do no sooner heare Then those whom it forth from the Dust doth call Where they had slept euen manie a hundreth yeare Soules lodgings thus which had bene ruin'd all Straight builded then first perfect do appeare The Iust they first the Reprobat last moue Which bide below whilst others flie aboue 114 Those Temples then which not dissolu'd still stay A Mysterie difficult to conceaue All debt of death not dying shall defray The other life being com'de ere this them leaue The Bodies then all frailtie burn'd away Being quintessenc'd new qualities receaue Which though still quicke yet in their Sinnes being dead Ere mortall prou'd shall be Immortall made 115 If oft to gaze a multitude remaines To hold his Court whilst it some Prince attends Who still being mette with many stately Traines Doth make a Musters of imagin'd friends As by small Brookes a Flood swolne when it raines Till that on him it seemes the World depends That Pomp to all a reuerent aw imparts And strykes with Terrour Malefactours Hearts 116 Thinke with what glory CHRIST must wondring wonne Whilst thundring Terrour and yet lightning Grace He might come clad with Starres crown'd with the Sunne But to his brightnesse such as base giue place His court at first of heauenly Hostes begunne From hence enlarg'd is in a litle space O what strange noyce doth all the World rebound Whilst Angells sing Saints shout and Trumpets sound 117 My rauish'd Soule transcending Reasons reache So earnest is to surfet on this sight That it disdaines what may high thoughts empeach Whilst mounting vp to Contemplations hight Which flight so farre doth passe the power of speech That only Silence can pursue it right And that my Spirit may be refresh'd that way It must a space amidst dombe Pleasures stray FINIS