true And he affirmes the likeliest place of all This goodly spatious wide delitious Ball Where Adams corpes was by his children laide Was not i th' mount as late before I sayd But in the sweet and dainty pleasant vale Of Hebron plaine hemd in with such a Rale And lofty border of braue mounting Trees With fragrant Flowers to feede the hony Bees And all Heauens guifts vpon this holy ground As search the world the like was neuer found Here afterwards was Sarahs body layd Both Abraham and his sonne Isaacke stayd Gen. 23. 12. 4. 7. 9. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. Cha 25. 9. 10. Cha. 35. 29. cha 50. 13. Rebecca Iacob Patriarkes and all Were here inter'd as in a Brazen wall And many a Iew wrapt vp within this plaine That till Doomes day shall neuer rise againe This is the place that Abraham admired Which more then gold his very soule desired And made him purchase on his bended knee That with his Fathers all his seed might bee And there remaine vntill the trumpe shall sound Then rise together from that holy ground And so mount vp the throane of God aboue And scale the Heauens vpon the wings of Loue. But yet deere Muse amongst the dead mens graues With piles of sculs in hollow vaults and caues Ghast fearefull sights we must no longer stay But post with speed to some more pleasing way Though all the Earth be but the sinke of sin For Adams Race to tumble wallowin Yet is it better euery way beside With liuing men then with the dead to bide Shew therefore now what afterwards befell How most men liu'd worse then the diuels of hell In blood oppression feud and deadly hate Base cruelty to wast ech others state Making no conscience of th' eternall Law When Adam's dead that kept yet some in awe The Father Mother Sister Friends and Brother Like treacherous Wolues deuoure vp one th' other Each man cries out the little ones as fishes Can scarcely liue to serue the great mens dishes All sinne abounds from poore to men of worth Like to a Streame which ouerflowes the Earth Simile Or generall deluge from great Neptunes hand That on a sudden ouerflowes the Land In such aboundance with that powerfull sway That nothing now can this maine current stay But Heauens great Maker of Earths totall frame If he discend and but behold the same When least of all the World shall thereof dreame Then may he Alter turne their tide and streame T is true as then they had no Law beside The Law of Nature in their Conscience dide Grauen in their hearts and stamp't within their mind By him whose Image in our Soules we find The sin the lesse yet not to be excuz'd When God himselfe hath in our Brests infuz'd Both in our birth succeding infant youth His holy Spirit to leade vs in all Truth But yet if God so sharpe a Iudgement tooke As shall be shew'd heereafter in this Booke Vpon these men the monsters of their time Whose haiuous sins vp to the Clouds did clime What may we thinke of this last Age of ours Wherein we liue not many dayes nor howres Yet we exceede the former Ages all And God to Iudgement ready is to call The Glasse neere run mans dated Time expired Doomes fearefull day when all things must befired Drawes neere at hand Earths candle light doth blinke When all the World must vnder Iustice sinke And giue account of euery action past This Age of ours it cannot long time last For now Oppression ouerflowes the Earth Farre more and worse then in her Infant birth Fowle Cruelty Extortion Enuious Pride Hypocrisie and smooth fac't sinnes beside I etting and masking vnder formall Coates That hard it is to know the Sheepe from Goates The Puritant which hates the name of Mammon Act. 2. 44. Is yet content to hold mens goods in common And all the rest in this my tedious taske When Time shall serue I hope for to vnmaske Meane while Romes Wolfe hath entred in our Ile Deuoured some by Craft Dissembling Guile Base Couetousnesse the monster of our Age How doth she creepe vpon the Graue and Sage When Mony swayes and Charity is cold What is it not but some will do for gold O Plague O Poyson hatcht in Hell below Thy banefull Breath o're all the World doth flow The Earth it selfe within her bowels pent Her proper wombe is ript for thee and rent The sacred lap of Thetis cut and slic'st Aboue the clouds with Belzabub thou fly'st Thou gnawst the minds of holy men like Mice Ier. 6. 13 Chap. 3. 10. 2. Pet. 2. 3. Eclus 40 12. Thy sight doth sting worse then the Cockatrice How hast thou spoyl'de corrupted in all Ages The purest minds of greatest Personages Whose Seruants painted with foule leperous Kibes Now sell their soules and all they haue for bribes Like curst Gehazies base polluted pawes simile 2. King 5. 22. 26 27. Which wrong'd his God and holy Masters lawes And runs apace to catch into his hands A little gold to purchase Nabaoths lands Perchance to hang vpon his gawdy back When Wife and Children staru'd at home may lack Or else to spend in drinking drunke and play ' Mongst beastly Wbores to cast the same away But God aboue that spyes the inmost thought Discernes the fact which is in secret wrought Vpon the top of damn'd Gehazies head Showres downe his Iudgements as Elisha said And in an instant all his body o're From top to toe is pestred with a sore An Irkesome Scab vpon his skin doth grow A Leprosie as white as any snow Nor this alone vnto his body sticks A mates his mind and seared conscience pricks But all his kindred best acquainted friends Forsake him quight and none vnto him sends And to this day his of-spring and his Race Are leperous tainted in that cursed case Father of Lights and God of Spirits all Power downe thy Iustice let thy Iudgements fall Vpon the hairy Scalpes of those that wrest Dishonestly their Friends or Neighbours beast Their goods their Lands their liuing or their life Not satisfied continue still in strife Great God that all the world may see thy good Taint thou their Issue of-spring and their bloud These are the Cankars of the common wealth Base Caterpillars powling best by stealth That neuer care so they may haue their will Mens bloud their liues their state and all to spill If thy good pleasure sayes my prayers nay Thy Will be done Lord fat them for thy day But holy God what will become of those Which in an open publike place shall chose To giue occasion first to shew their gall Do call a man both this and that and all And afterwards shall lye vpon the catch Their friends estate into their hands to snatch By Deedes Conueyance Obligations Bonds To wring and wrest to make them sell their Lands Before such time as any thing is due To clap vp such with Cerberus his crue In
THE GLASSE OF TIME IN THE two first Ages Diuinely handled By Thomas Peyton of Lincolnes Inne Gent. LONDON Printed by Bernard Alsop and are to be had at Laurence Chapmans shop ouer-against Staple Inne 1620. TO THE ILLVSTRIOVS PRINCE Charles Prince of Wales MOst hopefull Prince Europaes richest Iem Successor to these famous westerne Iles Chast Oliue Branch descended of that Stem Whose what he hath all on thy fortune smiles Inheritor to such a Potent King As no Age yet his Like could euer bring Braue Pearle of men within whose louely Face The sacred Muses learned Arts combine And all Heauens gifts from great Apollos Race Apparant seeme within thy Browes to shine Thy Fathers Doran kingly workes of State This more then needs as borne but out of date Yet Royall Prince let but thine eyes behold This lofty Subiect in these Rurall Rimes T' will more encourage then Earths purest gold To make my Muse to all succeeding times Blaze forth thy parts and high deserued Fame That thy rare worth may all the World inflame As in a Garden of sweete fragrant flowers Where each man takes what to his mind seemes best Then sits him downe within their pleasant Bowers Peruseth all and for a Time doth Rest Contented Ioy'd Admiring to haue found So great a change in one small piece of Ground So deerest Prince within thy Fathers workes What Poesies sweete Graue sentences diuine Sad morrall matter in each Subiect lurkes To draw thy youth to trace him line by line Whilst this may chance to recreate thy mind As glimmering Luna in Sols absence shin'd Persist go on and as thy Vertues won The Loyall Loue of euery faithfull heart So to the end thy course directly run And winged Fame shall from thee neuer start But scale the Cloudes and mount the lofty Skyes To sound thy worth as farre as India lyes Your Highnesse in all humblenesse Thomas Peyton TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE FRANCIS Lord Verulam Lord Chancelor of England MOst Honor'd Lord within whose reuerend face Truth Mercy Iustice Loue and all combine Heauens deerest Daughters of Iehouahs Race Seeme all at full within thy Browes to shine The King himselefe T'immortalize thy fame Hath in thy Name Foretiped out the same Great Verulam my Soule hath much admirde Thy Courtly carriage in each comely part Worth Merrit Grace when what the land desirde Is powr'd vpon thee as thy iust desart Graue liberall mind contending with the rest To seate them all in thy Iuditious brest Thrice noble Lord how dost thou prize of gold Wealth Treasures Mony and such Earthly cash For none of them thou hast thy Iustice sold But held them all as base infected trash To snare allure out from a dunghill wrought The seared conscience of each muddy thought Weigh but my cause referre me not to those That from the first were partiall in my right Ah this is more then once thine Honour knowes Thou seest mine owne hath now vndone me quight Whilst by a trick they got me in their paw Against the Order of thy Court and Law If I were such as some would haue thee thinke I meane my Foes which vtterly defame Mine Innocence and all together linke To wound my state and blemish much my name Yet Iustice wils what in their hands hath laine Thus to my losse should be restord againe Ah deerest Lord hold but the Scales vpright Let Court nor fauour ouersway my cause To presse me more then is beyond my might Is but their Reach to crosse thy former Lawes Let me have Peace or that which is mine owne And thy iust worth shall o're the World be blowne Your Lordships in all humblenesse Thomas Peyton TO THE READER The Title described VNto the Wise Religious Learned Graue Iudicious Reader out this Worke I send The tender sighted that small knowledge haue Can litle loose but much their weaknesse mend And generous spirits which from heauen are sent May Solace here and finde all true content A Paradise presented to ech eye Within the Vinnet of the Title page Where Iustice Mercie Nature Loue do lye Beforeth ' Almightie in the first found Age. Time stands betwixt and Truth his daughter beares His traine behind a world of Aged yeares Fierce Nemesis she mounts within the Ayre On Pegasus that winged Horse of Fame And by her side a Sword all naked bare Graue Iustice sits a sable lowring Dame Vnder her feete the worlds most spatious Globe And weighs mens Actions in a scarlet Robe This may denote the goodly glorious worth The pretious Value Maiestie and Grace Of all the Sisters Glory of this Earth Gods deerest daughters in their seuerall place Aboue the world heauens crowne their browes adorne To shew at full how they do bribing scorne Peruse it well for in the same may lurke More obscure matter in a deeper sence To set the best and learned wits on worke Then hath as yet in many Ages since Within so small a little Volumne beene Or on the sudden can be found and seene Vrania deere attired in her silke To draw thee on with more attentiue heede The weaker sort she sometime feedes with milke All guiltie mens damn'd vices vp to weede Th' enuious Momes that her chaste Muse doth tuch She hopes to mend but cares not for them much Thine to his power Tho. Peyton HONI SOIT QVI MAL Y PENSE Beati Pacifici THE GLASSE OF TIME IN THE FIRST AGE The Argument The Author first doth Gods assistance craue Throughout the worke that he his helpe may haue The sacred Sabbaoth Sathans enuious gall The Woman fram'd and Mans most dismall fall The Tree of Life protected from the Brute The Tree of Knowledge with her fatall Fruit For feare the World should finally be ended Gods deerest Daughters downe in hast descended The flaming Sword the Tree of Life which garded The Cherubins vpon the walls that warded The Land of Eden is discrib'd at large Heauens iudgement iust to all men's future charge SInce true examples in Gods holy Booke Are found of those that in it loue to looke Of men whose Image portraiture and soule Haue beene transform'd to monstrous shapes and foule According as their liues haue pleasing beene Gen. 19 26 To him whose sight their secret thoughts hath seene And as his goodnesse sacred is that some Dan. 4. 30 Should be examples for these times to come His Church to comfort Pagans to appall To teach to vs what did to them befall Within the stories of the new and old Rom. 15 4 Of many more then can by me be told And since that Ouid in a pleasing verse Doth pretty Tales and Metaphors rehearse Of men to birds and then againe to beasts To make you parly at your welcome feasts Whose fabled fictions warbled in that age The infancy and sacred pupill-age Of the Religion which we heare maintaine Vnder our Soueraignes thrice most happy raigne May seeme from Moses and the rest diuine In 's Metaphors to trace them line by line
the Earth ascendeth like a Ghost Conueyes her selfe into the promist coast By Paradise where Caine was sacrificing Some of his corne his double heart disguising Watches the Time when as she thought most best And windes her close in his dissembling brest No sooner she was in his heart acquainted But his best bloud was with her venome tainted His vaines swolne vp and all his body puft His Head Heart Lungs infectuously were stuft With Enuy Malice Wrath and deadly Rage Nothing could now his stomack fell asswage Finding no ease his countenance falls downe His cankred mind discerned by his frowne Now Father Mother Brother none he brookes That Heauen it selfe takes notice of his lookes Since first the light from darkenesse was discouered Or that the Clouds within the Aire haue houered The Heauens and Earth the Sea and all begun And Phaeton his endlesse Race hath run About the World in twice twelue howers right Or siluer Cinthia shew'd her pale fac't light Neuer was seene a more delightfull day The glittring Sunne in burnish't bright aray Nor Heauen it selfe more pleasing euer smil'de Then when the brothers on Loues Alter pilde The Sacrifice before their Fathers face To God aboue within that holy place But when Medusa from Hells deepest vaults Began but once to spy mans secret faults And from her Den in darke Obliuion pent The bowels of her Mother Earth had rent To come aloft into the open Ayre With her foule breath infectious poysoned haire And Rags most base as late before I told To seate her selfe in Caines securest hold Then Heauen and Earth and all began to change The winged clouds about this Ball to range The burning lampes within the firmament Seem'd for to winke as if their oyle were spent The glorious Sun to hide his glistring face Asham'd of Enuy in a sacred place And all at once most fearefully to lowre To threaten tempests or some sudden showre When instantly on Caines dissembling head A sable cloud from all the rest out shed Began to stand himselfe and all iust vnder Hearing this voyce out from a dreadfull thunder False Hippocrite how canst thou simulize Before my face thy actions fowle disguize Gen. 4. 6. 7. To thinke that I which all the World adorne Would thus be fed with riffe raffe of thy Corne Or yet in bloud to satiate my selfe To liue as thou by base and Earthly pelfe And not conceiue that Holy thing is ment Within the same which giues me full content Why is thy Soule thus pestred with a sore Ranckled bespaked like a rotten core Simile Thy conscience deedes false enuious mind so bad Thy lookes cast downe and countenance so sad Dost thou not know that if thy heart be right Thy actions good and pleasing in my sight That thou shalt be accepted best and more That other wise sin lyeth at thy dore Think on my Words halt not within my sight I am that God which brings the Truth to light Amend thy life at cursed Enuy hisse Repent thy selfe of what is done amisse Let her not once be harbourd in thy brest Nor in thy Heart her banefull poyson rest Redeeme the Time behold the lofty skyes Where Loue and Mercy for offences lyes One comfort more then thou deseru'st I giue Thy Brother yet shall at thy seruice liue Thou like a Lord shalt ouer-rule him still And his desire according to thy will Shall subiect be deuoted euer stand To run and goe with Ioy at thy command But yet take heede do not too high aspire Goe sinne no more and adde no coles to fire Caueat The Heauenly voyce down from the Clouds descending In these sad words sweetely diuinely ending The day cleer'd vp and Sol began againe To shew his face vpon the sacred Plaine The Aire all still the lofty Winds quight calme Adam and Abell singing of a Psalme Caines sacrifize alone vpon the ground Vntouch't at all still to their view they found Whereat with Ioy to see the God of powre To smile on one and on the other lowre To vaile his face vnto their sinfull sight Hearing his voyce out from the dradfull light Home they depart in wonderment and peace Minding a while from further worke to cease Whilst Caine alone retireth discontent Forsakes his God and to the field he went His enuious mind still runs on his disgrace First Apostasy in Caine. False to be found before his fathers face All working Power deepe searcher of the Reines Discerner of the in ward heart and Veines What secret Art can from thy sight be hid Thine Eye still saw what either Brother did How iust art thou and full of mercies sweete The eyes of all are cast downe at thy feete The greatest men and Monarches of the earth The first borne seede and noblest in their birth The proud Commanders in their formall coates The homebred Sheepe thou dost deuide from Goates The eldest Brother yongest in thy sight Are both alike so that their hearts be right No outward forme can make thee partialize Thou look'st vpon the inward sacrifize Beholding Habels willing gtatefull gift Which thou art pleas'd vp to the Clouds to lift When Caine false hearted though he was first borne Him thou forsakst leauing his Gift forlorne O wofull fearefull is the dangerous state Of euery man so ouerswolne with Hate Whom God by this cannot to good conuert But giues quight ouer to a storry Heart Apostacy making a man to quake God Father friends all vtterly forsake Prince Country Kingdome all the Land in hope To run perhaps vnto the Turke or Pope In discontent for conscience gaine or pelfe To sell their soules vnto the Diuell himselfe Some to their shame haue had small cause to boast Mat. 12. 31. Luke 12. 9. 10. Mar. 3. 29. Pro. 26. 11. Of this foule sin against the Holy Ghost Accurst and damn'd of all that euer fell But few I know but quick went downe to hell Amongst the Diuels in euerlasting paines Loaden with Boults of heauy burning chaines Whilst those return'd like to a Dog that gurnes Simile That back againe vnto his vomit turnes Or beastly Sow bemir'd in dirty tilth simile Cleere water shuns to scoure away her filth But in a ditch with some vnsauory Bore She layes her downe far worse then ere before How can we thinke or well conceiue in heart That those which once do from their country start And shall distast the grounds wherein at first With Pastors pure they were train'd vp and nurst Heb. 6 4 5 6. That do renounce their Faith and euery thing Their Oath Alegiance to the State and King And in this sinne without Repentance fall How of that man can there be hope at all When as his case what shew so ere he gaine Is but the same with cursed enuious Caine I must confesse Repentance is a worke Repentance Of Gods great loue which caunot lye and lurke Within the Heart but that it forth must shine Like to a
Christian City chast R Iohnson Within the Duke of Sauoyes country plast Whose people wise religious sober true Not giuen to wine with drunken Bacchus crue Nor to those foule abuses which abounds Within our land and ore the earth now sounds But euer beene of ciuill chast behauiour Neate in attire and of a comely fauour Soe decent in the actions which they wrought That euery man which saw their citty thought Ierusalem before it was abated Had beene deuinely to that place translated And yet these men which haue the rest outstript In one thing still themselues haue ouerslipt Vpon Gods rest his sacred Sabbaoth Day To shoote in Guns about the fields and play Vntill a custome in a lawfull pleasure Vpon that day grew far beyond all measure So that their Churchmen reuerent Preachers graue Let them alone carelesse their soules to saue But God aboue to shew his anger iust Vpon these people for their lawlesse lust In violating of his sacred rest A fury sent their country to moiest Fierce horrid warre now thunders on their land The Pope the Spaniard and the French King stand All link't alike to vndermine her wall Expecting thus a conquest by her fall Alas Geneua how art thou beset With three such foes as in Europa yèt Were neuer knowne so strongly to combine To sack a towne extracted from their line What can thy shooting in those Guns auaile If God for sakes thee how thy foes preuaile Weakens thy strength abateth much thy store Mewes vp thy Campe and makes thee extreame poore Ransackes thy Country all thy land belurches And brings thee now to be relieu'd in Churches These eyes of ours haue seene the worst and best And iudgement past for breaking of his rest That Antechrist which in the scriptures pure Is propheci'd to come amongst vs sure Began to shew his cursed face on earth Sixe hundred yeeres after the glorious birth Of that sweete Babe the Man God Christ and King Which came on earth our soules to Heauen to bring By the Alcoran on his Sabbaoth day Discardeth quite all gaming sports and play Denounceth Iudgement on the heads of all Which on that day in those offences fall And brands the Diuell an actor in all games Voyd of Religion yet such sports he blames As good for litle but to sweare and cup Fit Instruments to bring new quarrels vp The parrable of Christ vpon the earth Is of such weight and glorious heauenly worth Mat 13 3. to 44. Which by the sea to multitudes he spake What liuing man but at the same must wake To see how God like to a husbandman Works vp his ground as well as e're he can Winnowes the seede and sifteth euery graine In hope at haruest by the same to gaine But that the Diuelli'th instant followes hard Whose cursed seede the goodly field hath mard Throwes round about as much as in him dares In euery place to sowe his wicked tares How can we thinke to scape Gods Iudgementiust Fond men alas that are but earthly dust Weake silly wormes when he shall on vs lowre Then are we but a Winters withered flowre That such conceits within our hearts should lurke To tempt his loue examine thus his worke And what himselfe from heauen aboue hath taught To sleight it ore and hold it idle naught Although most true in Paradise at first His owne example hath the Sabaoth nurst The Patriarcks and all the holy men Before the law obseru'd their Restas then And his command to keepe vs more from sinning Hath a Memento in the first beginning The heathen men euen from the worst to best In euery age still kept a seemely Rest And all the Saints Apostles men and Martyrs Throughout the world in all her vtmost quarters The generall counsells learned fathers graue Those God aboue elected hath to saue The greatest Kings and noblest personages Throughout the world in all her former ages The fearefull iudgements on that holy Land Which he did plant against all foes to stand The Lord of life Christ Iesus on the earth Then all before we prize him better worth Ordain'd himselfe our Rest vpon this day To come to Church to heare the Word and pray Yet we contemne and not respect the least But others leade to breake the Sabaoths rest Grant heauenly God that euer more my heart May vpright be and from thee neuer start But that my soule the purest of my thought May be with loue like to an Anuill wrought To make a conscience of thy sacred day To reade thy word within the Church to pray That all my life vntill my glasse be run Be not offensiue to thy deerest Son Which sits triumphant farre aboue the skies Grant that I may behold him with mine eyes And when I shall appeare before thy face Then may I find thy mercy goodnes grace And not thy Iustice for offenses past But let thy Loue be euer on me cast Euen in the day that some men dreame of least Place him betwixr vs giue my soule her Rest And yet great God thou hast not so restraind Our liberty but that thou hast ordaind 1 Cor. 10. 31. 1. Pet 4. 11. At vacant times from serious meditations To ease our selues in honest recreations Such that all others to no vice allure Nor in our minds shall adde a thought impure But that our sports our actions and our playes May prayse thy name the Rest of all our dayes The Puritant he is againe as nice As these vnciuill in their clamorous vice 1. Cor. 6. 12. 2. Cor. 3. 13. 17 Gal. 3. 11. Gal. 2. 14. 16. 17. That all the weeke with superstition fed To good conceits of others scarce are led Adopted sons elected brethren wise To thinke all damn'd beside their sect precise Pure hypocrite vnder a formall cloke That on Gods Rest must draw the Iewish yoke And walke to Church as if his steps he told To make no fire but sup his broath vp cold And many things which if I here should tell I might too long vpon the matter dwell But whither is my Muse transported now Beyond her compasse farre away and how Comes it to passe that she hath rambled thus About the earth these questions to discusse In euery Age her sacred holy Rimes To walke along descending to our times And taxe the world of vnbeseeming playes To reprehend the abuses of these dayes And all this while is Adam still alone In Paradise and company hath none Vnlesse somtimes God comes himselfe and sallies Before his eyes within those pleasant Allies Simile Then is he glad his heart doth leape for ioy He runs and skips much like a little boy That goes to schoole al weary at his booke Is glad to peeke in euery bush and looke With those his fellowes for some bird or nest Their company his mind still pleaseth best So art thou Adam when thou art all alone Then dost thou grieue complaine and make thy mone Vnto the Earth the Aire the
proceede With fearefull Evah and her timerous seede Her naked husband that himselfe excuz'd And said his wife his loue had much abuz'd O silly woman to be thus beguil'd Gods iudgement on Euah In sorrow now that shalt bring forth thy child A hard conception with an extreme paine Sick loathsome vomits at my hands shall gaine Thy husband now shall ouerrule thee still Thy fond desires bee subiect to his will A constant loue shall hardly once be found Within the brest of any on this ground And from this day the most of all vnkind Fickle vncertaine as the wauering wind Tost too and fro with euery blast that blowes Entangled straight with gawdy curious shewes That most of you your husbands will forsake A golden bribe or licorish thing to take Heauens glorious iudge to Adam also said Gods iudgement on Adam Because thy wife thou hast an I doll made To trace her steps which leade to deadly sin Thou dost but now to feele thy woe begin Curst is the earth and curst is for thy sake The fruite thereof accursed will I make In great vexation extreme labour paine Toyle sweate and dust thou shalt much sorrow gaine The earth henceforth shall now no more endure Vnlesse thou till and much her sides manure And when thou think'st thy barnes top full to fill Thy Vintage stor'd with plenty at thy will In monstrous Mows to pile a wondrous heape Then thistles thornes instead thereof thou'lt reape Much like the beast which on his belly feedes Soe shalt thou liue by hearbs and garden seedes Till thou returne vnto the earth againe And that therein thy limbs all cold be laine This is the mother that thy body nurst Out from the same thou taken wast at first Sorrow and sicknesse shall thy body burne For dust thou art to dust thou shalt returne O heauenly God heere is a iudgement past Throughout this world eternally to last No writ of errour can the same reuoke When as the words by thine owne mouth are spoke Heere is a sentence with a sacred seale No inhibition can thy law repeale Nor all the tricks deuises subtill shifts Of greedy Lawyers with their bribes and gifts Can once dissolue a knot so surely knit With all their braines and cunning peeuish wit But that the same for euermore must stand A iust decree by heauens diuinest hand Drawne vp aboue in Eden ratified With all the Angels in the world beside And all the powers of firmament and all To this decree consented at thy call Heauens deerest Babe whose fame shall perish neuer Hath with his bloud confirm'd the same for euer The Register that vp this order drew Tempus veritas ear descriptio Was Time it selfe clad all in Azure blew Wing'd like an Angel shadowed with a vaile And Truth his Daughter bearing vp his traile Nobly attended with a Lady kind More quick and nimble then the swift foote hinde Within his mouth a lofty Trumpe doth stand And a sharpe sith or sickle in his hand A glasse of sand continually that runs Within his way no liuing thing he shuns Lock't long before his head behind all bald To shew what 's past can neuer be recal'd O Time preseruer of all ages past How are mens eyes on all thy actions cast Thou shouldst be true and constant in thy course Why should base gold thy mind to ill inforce Allure thy sence and reasons temporize Alter an order daube vp both thine eyes When God the King and all the Lords decree A Iudgement iust to all eternitee In open court pronounce the same at large Commit it safe to thy sole care and charge Yet for a bribe within thy griping fist Thou l't ad substract and set downe what thou list Princes and peeres graue Iudges of the Land Let euer Iustice in your actions stand Looke well to time for time it selfe doth call It may deceiue and goe beyond you all Dispatch the poore and heare the widdowes cause Let not the Orphant perish by your lawes The Innocent is oftentimes vndone But in defending of a sute begun By mighty foes that ouer dares his youth And lies suggest instead of naked truth Then is he posted too and froin hast His life lands liuing all he hath to wast And neuer left so long as worth a groate His weary limbs oft times in prison rot All by delayes when golden angels houer Within the fist of euery seruile louer That but attends and comes before your face By bribing liues vnto your foule disgrace O to be sway'd with euery glistring fee This is iniustice in the worst degree But you are wise to you a word is more Then all the workes to this day kept in store Can be to those that little vnderstand And more respect some feeling in their hand Trace that great God in all your actions out Let him be still to bring the day about Your only starre sole leuell and your square The seuerall frames of all your works to reare But you are men your memories may faile Let not your seruants set your worth to saile Iustice and Mercy Time and all for gold ' Gainst Natures lawes outright are bought and sold And why should man thus to base bribing fall There is a God which takes account of all And oftentimes what by the diuill is got Vnder his feete he treades it till it rot And yet what reason haue we to complaine When England thou hast got the richest gaine Iacobus Rex The deerest treasure and the welcom'st fee That euer any land attain'd but thee A royall King deriued from the race Of Edens Monarch in her greatest grace Within whose face true Maiesty doth shine Iustice and Mercy in his browes combine His temples chast with lawrell boughes are wreathed The sacred Muses in his brest haue breathed Vpon his head three famous crownes do stand Gods deerest booke is euer in his hand Whose Angels still his person hath protected And all his daughters him for King elected Too weake alas I must my selfe confesse O that my Muse could but his worth expresse Though in this place I doe but giue a glance Of that which after in my worke may chance His fame renowne shall euer flourish greene Sire to a Prince and father to a Queene So shall the fame of his illustrious sonne Carolus Princeps Mount vp the aire in Phoebus chariot run About the earth on euery side shall sound As far as Eden and the Indian ground And still his Glory all the world shall passe And be ingrauen in monuments of brasse That Time for euer shall his worth adorne The greatest prince that euer yet was borne Braue Prince of peace from heauen it selfe descended How hath this land beene by thy birth befriended To haue a spirit of such noble wit heereafter sway within her lap to sit When England thou maist ioy delight and court thee Vnder his wings maist sit thee downe and sport thee Sollace thy labours with a glad content
longer then he could his Enuy hide But with a blow on Habels head downe right With both his hands and all his maine and might The Leauer laid him in that wofull case That Bloud and Braines flew round about the place And least his deede might afterwards be found He takes his body rakes it vp i' th ground Damn'd Miscreant vnworthy that thine eyes Should once behold the cleerenesse of the skyes What hast thou done vnto thy brother deare That thou shouldst thus about the corne fields leere And watch a time to worke that fearefull fact For which t were pitty but thy neck were crack't What art now the better to haue seene His crimson bloud bedew'e the ground all greene His Body mangled Skull to pieces beate How canst thou Vengeance from the Heauens defeate Dost thou not see that all begins to lowre The Clouds to wrack vpon thy head to powre Downe sulphery flames of hot consuming fiers The Sunne for shame his glorious face retires All to grow darke the singing birds to weepe To see man brought thus to his latest sleepe The Furies loose the Diuels from Hell to roule Aboue the Earth gaping for this thy Soule How canst thou thinke to hide thy cursed deede When as the Foules within the Aire which breede The creatures all presented to thy sight Will murthers shew and bring the truth to light Nemesis the Goddesse of Reuenge Acts 28. 4. Great Nemesis the Lady of the skyes Without a Maske before her nimble eyes On Pegasus the Horse of Fame doth ride With Iustice Sword close to her valliant side Scowres through the Aire iust at that instant time When as the steame of Habels bloud did clime Vp to the Heauens like to a smoke ascending simile The Clouds in sunder all betearing rending Casts downe her lookes vpon his crimson bloud Beholds the gore like to a streaming floud No longer stayes but mounteth vp the Throne Simile Of God aboue making a fearefull mone Tells all the cause discouereth this thy deede Desires iust Iudgement on thy selfe and seede Imploreth all the sacred powers diuine That they would now but with her selfe combine And grant her leaue to take Reuenge on this So foule a murther as thy fact now is Behold a voyce downe from the God of might Reuenger of the poore mans cause and right Rom. 12. 19. That seldome sleepes but in the Heauens he heares The wrongs oppressions mournefull cryes and teares Of Innocents by greatnesse ouersway'd By Guile and Treason oftentimes betray'd Brought to their ends by the malicious guilt Of Enuious men that others bloud haue spilt Wasted their State consum'd their lands and life Swallow'd their goods contending still in strife The sacred voyce out from a thunder-clap Of dradfull lightnings at that hard mishap Thus spake to Caine hard by that fat all place Where Habels bloud lay couered in that case With clods and moulds as euen but late I told By that vile Wretch ouer his body rold Come tell me Caine the thing I shall demand Seeke not to hunt on no excuses stand Halt not before me as of late thou didst When a false heart vnder thy coate thou hidst What mad'st thou heere thus wandring all alone Where is thy brother whither is he gone What is become of Habel lou'd thee deare That next thy Parents was to thee more neare Then all the World and all that therein moued Whos 's faithfull mind thy presence euer loued The gracelesse Villaine impudently bold As if he scorn'd of God to be controld Or ask't a question from that heauenly lip This answere straight out of his mouth let slip I cannot tell for what haue I to doe To take account of Habell yea or no Or in his presence to be tyde to stay Within the fields as heretofore to play T is like enough if that the Sun had shin'd About the foulds you might him chance to find It may be that hee 's feeding of his sheepe Vpon the downes or fallen fast asleepe Or else you may go looke a little deeper How can I tell am I my brothers keeper Blasphemous Wretch what hast thou done quoth God Art not afraid of my reuenging Rod But thus to spill thy deerest brothers blood Vpon the ground in thy inhumane moode Why Varlet hast thou to my face belide How canst thou thinke thy fact from me to hide When as the bloud of this thy Brother shed For Vengeance iust vpon thy murdering head Cryde from the Earth making afearefull moane With pitteous shreeks ascended vp my throne That downe I came from heauen aboue with speed To giue thee Iudgement for thy damned deed Curst therefore art thou in thy chiefest worth Curst from the heauens and curst from all the Earth That kindnesse shewd her mouth hath opened wide Within her wombe thy brothers blood to hide Hereafter now when thou the ground shalt till It shall not yeeld not yet thy barnes shall fill With that encrease which heretofore it gaue To thy content that thou desirdst to haue A vacabond vpon the spatious face Of all the earth Roming from place to place With euery Rascall thou shalt now cologue Base Runnagate no better then a Rogue Thy dayes shall waste thy glasse shall hourely run Vntill the thread of this thy life be spun Content with peace quiet thou shalt haue neuer A Scared conscience shall torment thee euer And in the end euen in thy fearefull sight Hels Furies curst before thy face shall light The damned diuels with all their hideous rout Shall wind thee in hemming thy Soule about Attending on thee till thine eyes be shut And so deuoure thee in their greedy gut The sturdy villaine with these last words stroke In woefull feare his heart is welnigh broke Despairing quite of any helpe at all To this sad speech doth most prophanely fall O who shall rid me from these torments fell Hacht in the Bowels of the deepest Hell Nurc't in my brest harbourde within my hart That now I feele much to my paine and smart The Furies damn'd about my head I heare My punishment is more then I can beare A vacabond I am cast out this day Both from the earth and from thy face for aye I shall be hid from all the world beside Wretch that I am which know not where to bide My Father friends will euer after hate The foule disaster of my enuious fate And whosoeuer finds me one or other Will murder me as I haue done my brother The voyce Diuine left him not thus alone In Desperation making of his mone But from the Clouds yet once againe it spake Perchance for Habel or his Fathers sake Goe where thou wilt for he that dares to lay Reuenging hands vpon thy head for aye Vpon the earth to murder slay or kill Which in his wrath shall seeke thy blood to spill That damned wreth both in his goods and fame In life and death and all that thou canst name Euen in his lands his basket