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A68870 The phœnix of these late times: or the life of Mr. Henry Welby, Esq . who lived at his house in Grub-street forty foure yeares, and in that space, was never seene by any, aged 84. Shewing the first occasion, and the reasons thereof. Whose portracture, you may behold, as it was taken at his death. With epitaphs and elegies of the late deceased gentleman, who lyeth buried in S. Giles Church neere Criple gate, London. Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.; Marshall, William, fl. 1617-1650, engraver. 1637 (1637) STC 25226.5; ESTC S103493 14,021 52

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which being told unto to her she made answer True it is that I am bound in al things to obey the will of my Lord and husband the Emperor but if on one side he would set Wine and Life and on the other my Deniall and Death I wish rather to die than to drinke it Of abstinence there be foure kindes Natural Miraculous Violent and Voluntary we call that naturall when either by nature we abhorre certaine meats though we be then in good and perfect health betwixt which and us there is an antipathy or else when by some distaste or disease in the stomacke wee loath such things as our eyes can scarce endure to looke upon much lesse our palets to taste and that is the first sort of abstinence the second are such supernaturall fasts which we reade of the Saints of God Moses and Elias and of Christ himselfe in the wildernesse all which were for the space of forty dayes together and these are rather for our admiration than our imitation The third is violent or compeld when we fast because we have not wherewith to eat as it hapneth in famine scarcity The fourth and last is voluntary which wee undergoe by our owne counsaile and reason and that is branched into divers sorts as Physicall Politicall Religious superstitious c. which are largely disputed of by the learned Fasting saith one of the Fathers purgeth the minde enlightneth the sences subiects the flesh to the spirit maketh the heart contrite and humble disperseth the clouds of concupiscence extinguishes the flames of lust and strengthneth chastity keeping it within the secure bounds of sincerity and purity it loveth not verbosity it hateth superfluity it despiseth insolency it commends humility and informeth a mans selfe of of his owne infirmity Fast and Almes are the two godly assistants unto prayer and as Saint Gregory saith in his Homilies such an abstinence God himselfe approveth when that which thou takest from thy self thou distributest to another and when thy owne flesh is punished the hungry stomacke of thy needy neighbour is by thee replenished He that will fast as he ought to doe saith a learned Father must be in prayer frequent in iudging iust in friendship faithfull in iniuries patient in contentions temperate from filthy speaking an aliene to evill deeds averse in banquets continent in charity simple amongst the crafty cautelous amongst the sad sorrowfull amongst the evill speakers silent amongst the humble equall against the proud and contumacious daring in suspicions sparing for true abstinence is not to forbeare meate and to follow vanity but it is rather to separate thy selfe from sinne and iniquity Dost thou forbeare flesh and yet wilt not make it scrupulous to feede upon thy brother abstainest thou from wine yet cannot refraine thy selfe from doing thy neighbor iniury wilt thou taste no foode untill the evening and spend the whole day in oppressing the fatherlesse and needy it little profiteth thee to starve thy body by keeping it from necessary viands if in the meane time thou surfeit thy soule with superfluity of vices Concerning the strange and strict retyred cloystered life which this Gentleman lived it cannot be said of him as it was spoke of those who tooke upon them a Monastick life of old to be in the cloister with their bodies in the streets in their minde now within anon abroad to sing one thing to thinke another to have a Psalme in their tongues but not the sence in their heads to be in heart desperate in habit dissolute to have wandring eies wavering thoughts the shape of one religious the substance of one that is irregular and if he have but the Cucullus which the old Proverbe saith non facit monachum the Hood which maketh not the Monk all is safe all is well he apprehends no other hope hee aimeth at no other happinesse If thou takest upon thee a retired life what makest thou in the multitude If thou dost professe silence why pratest thou abroad amongst the people If thou onely professest fast and reares why dost thou at any time gurmundize or laugh Of a retyred man his simplicity is his Philosophy but thou wilt say that thy ambition is to teach and instruct others thou oughtest rather to weepe for them than to wrangle with them but if thou dost cover to be a teacher know thou what thou hast to doe let the vilenesse of thy habite the sincerity of thy countenance the innocency of thy life and the sanctity of thy conversation be their example and president and that is thy best Doctrine and Instruction These bee the words of an Ancient and Reverent Father These our garments which I weeping speake ought onely to be the Emblemes of Humility are worne by the separated men of these dayes in all pride and ostentation nay our owne Climes can scarcely afford us wherewith to apparrell our selves For the Monke and the Martiall man from the same peece of cloth buyeth his Hood and his habite But Sobriety and Solitude with voluntary poverty are the true Ensignes of all monastick retirement when those amongst us which would pretend themselves to be reclusists beare their eyes which ought to be deiected upon the earth to look still upon the world from whence they came advance them up towards the Heavens to looke upon that sublimity to which they can never attaine when their feere that should onely be confined to the Cloyster tyre themselves in needlesse Iourneys both in Court City and Countrey when those Tongues that are vowed unto Taciturnity and silence are heard in all private and publicke counsells and when those hands which are soly appropriated to supply their owne necessities are imployed to snatch away the patrimony of others But I come to a third thing most remarkable in this noble Gentleman namely his Temperance which I have read to be thus defined A moderation of the desires obedient to Reason an affection binding and cohibiting the appetite a mediocrity restrayning the lusts and desires of all carnall affections a vertue which governeth all the motions of the minde and body so farre that they comply and agree with the order of persons places and times The parts thereof are gentlenesse liberality gravity sadnesse severity shamefastnesse urbanity friendship benevolence or good-will concord love peace continence clemency charity meekenesse chastity and honesty moderation taciturnity frugality parsimony goodnesse purity and innocence Shee is likewise that light which excelleth the darknesse and obscurity of passions she is of all vertues that are the most wholesome for as well publickly as privately she doth perswade humane society shee exalteth the Soule wretchedly throwne downe in vice and restoreth her to her pristine place Shee is moreover a mutuall consent of the Soule causing all disorder and irregularity to take Reason for a rule and discretion for a direction Whosoever is neither puffed up with praise nor afflicted with adversity nor moved by slanders nor corrupted by gifts is fortunately
world and halfe from the world built his owne funerall nest or pile composed of the Teberinth and Cinnomon inter-woven with Onix and Galbanum with the sweete and odoriferous smells of Myrrh Aloes and Cassia and so made his death-bed an Altar and his godly zeale kindling those sweete spices sent up his soule in an acceptable Incense to that blessed and sacred Throne where a contrite heart and humble spirit were never despised To the sacred Memory of that most abstenious Gentleman Mr. Henry Welby OF any man at once alive and dead Should any make report as seene or read He 'd hardly find beleefe yet they that knew This shadows substance say this may be true And in his person prove it for his breath Was ballanc'd equally 'twixt Life and Death To Heaven he liv'd but to this treacherous world Her toyes and all her honyed-poyson hurl'd Farre from his bosome he was dead his Face Not seene by any in the lingring pace Of foure and forty Winters but his hand And heart were often in his strict command Of Almes and bounteous Largesse his Estate Not seene so at his Table as his Gate Forty foure Winters one poore petty roome To him was all the World to him a Tombe Tho. Brewer In Commendation of that vertuous Gentleman Mr. Henry Welby WEll be the blessed Subject of these lines Well be the Star that now in glory shines Well be thou well be all that live to dye And dye in grace to live immortally Thou that did'st from the world thy selfe exclude And by abstaining flesh the flesh subdu'd And with the Sword Gods Word warr'd with the devil Still striving to shunne all occasions evill For knowing mans best workes to be impure From sight of man thou didst thy selfe immure Where reading good things sin was mortifi'd Hope was confirm'd and Faith was fortifi'd Thy Charity did worke not one day idle True Prayer and Fasting did thy frailty bridle And like Cornelius up to Heaven ascended Thy Almes and Orisons and there attended Vntill thy soule shooke off earth transitory To be enshrin'd and crown'd with endlesse glory J. T. Upon the Life of that most worthy Gentleman Master Henry Welby OLd Henry Welby well be thou for ever Thy Purgatory's past thy Heav'n ends never Of Eighty foure yeeres life full forty foure Man saw thee not nor e're shall see thee more 'T was Piety and Penitence caus'd thee So long a prisoner to thy selfe to be Thy bounteous house within exprest thy mind Thy Charity without the poore did find From Wine thou wa'st a duteous Rechabite And flesh so long time shunn'd thy appetite Small Beere a Cawdle Milke or water-gruell Strengthned by grace maintain'd thy dayly duell Against the witching World the Flesh and Fiend Which made thee live and dye well there 's an end JOHN TAYLOR AN EPITAPH Or rather A Funerall Elegie upon the Right Worshipfull Mr. Henry Welby Esquire who dyed at his House in Grub-streete and lyeth buried in the Church of Saint Giles neare Cripple-gate WHo on the setting Sun shal cast their eyes May easily guess next morning how he 'l rise Those that our parting from this old world view May presuppose what welcome in the new Is to be had but best when Qualis vita Is sweetly Echo'd to by Finis ita If this be true as no man needs to doubt Search this mans life nay all the world throughout To paralell in both 't may be deny'd Many more strictly liv'd more Saint-like dy'd And therefore we may fairely hope that he Is now where we may wish our selves to be This man through many stormes tempests hurld Though he was in yet was not of the world When forty foure yeeres since he did divide Himselfe from men even then to men he dy'd And at that time his precious soule to save His Chamber made his Chappell Bed his Grave What did he now then since none twice can dye He chang'd his Bed remote from noise to lye Where undisturb'd he better rest might take Untill the Angels Trumpet him awake This of such note so late shall we let passe Sleightly No rather make his Dust our Glasse Him our Memento and his Life no lesse A Mirrour by the which our lives to dresse And though we strive not to be like austere For that indeed scarce humane strength can beare Let 's in some sort our love to vertue shew And crawle like Children ere they well can goe If he hath beene so abstinent at least Let us forbeare to surfeit when we feast He dranke no Wine at all let us not use Immoderate Cups our senses to abuse His cloaths were onely to defend from cold Shall our pyde garments then be dawb'd with gold Many his Manours were and great his rent Yet he with one small chamber was content Then let not such already well possest By powers hye hand their lands from others wrest His Temperance all vaine obiects did despise Let us then make some covenant with our eyes If he from his best strength to his last houres Pull'd downe his body let 's not pamper ours Rare Presidents ought to be followed most Than this a rarer there 's no Age can boast THO. HEYVVOOD FINIS * Sir Christopher Hilliard in Yorkeshire