be said Whilst He who doth himself possess Makes all things pass him seem farr less Riches and Honors that appear Rewards to the Adventurer On Either tide of Court or Seas Are not attain'd nor held with ease But as unconstancy bears sway Quickly will fleet and Ebb away And oft when Fortune those Confers She gives them but for Torturers When with a Minde Ambition-free These and much more come home to Me Here I can sit and sitting under Some portions of His works of wonder Whose all are such observe by reason Why every Plant obeys its season How the Sap rises and the Fall Wherein They shake off Leafs and all Then how again They bud and spring Are laden for an Offering Which whilst my Contemplation sees I am taught Thankfulness from trees Then turning over Natures leaf I mark the Glory of the Sheaf For every Field 's a severall page Disciphering the Golden Age So that without a Miners pains Or Indie's reach here plenty raigns Which watred from above implies That our acknowledgments should rise To Him that thus creates a birth Of Mercies for us out of Earth Here is no other Case in Law But what the Sun-burnt Hat of Straw With crooked Sickle reaps and bindes Up into Sheaves to help the hindes Whose arguing alon's in this Which Cop lies well and which amiss How the Hock-Cart with all its gear Should be trick'd up and what good chear Bacon with Cook's reports express And how to make the Tenth goe less There are no other Warrs or Strife's Encouragers shrill Trumpets Fyfes Or horrid Drumms but what Excels All Musick Nature's Minstrels Piping and Chirping as they sit Embowr'd in branches dance to it And if at all Those doe contest It is in this but which sings best And when they have contended long I though unseen must judg the Song Thus out of fears or noise of Warr Crowds and the clamourings at Barr The Merchant's dread th' unconstant tides With all Vexation besides I hugg my Quiet and alone Take thee for my Companion And deem in doing so I 've all I can True Conversation call For so my Thoughts by this retreat Grow stronger like contracted heat Whether on Natures Book I muse Or else some other writes on 't use To spend the time in every line Is not excentrick but Divine And though all others downward tend These look to heaven and ascend From whence they came where pointed hie They ravish into Mysterie To see the footsteps here are trod Of mercy by a Gracious God To my Book GOe and my Blessing with Thee then remain Secure with such as kindly entertain If sent to any Others tell them this The Author so takes but his Mark amiss Who 's fearless of reproach from Criticks skill Seing t' look a given horse i th' mouth sounds ill And what alone to Friends he would impart Hath not at all to doe with Fair or Mart. Wherefore whoever shall peruse these Rimes Must know they were beguilers of spare times ΤΕΛΟΣ 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 IS there a Child born what great worder's that When 't is natures property to Generat But here 's a Sonne too given which implies All that can be ascrib'd to Mysteries For He 's a Father Brother Kinsman Friend Both Sacrifice and Priest to recommend That offering up Samaritan past by Himself to Act the height of Charity On us lay stript wounded A Physitian Cures the disease of our indisposition To ought that good is Shepheard to redresse And bring us back out of the wildernesse Where we had gon astray into his fould A Merchant that Redeems us who were sould To sinne and bondage and to make all good Contented was to spare his precious blood So was a Lambe before the Shearers led To be disroab'd despis'd and slaughtered That we might Live in credit and put on The whiter Robe of his Salvation This Atlas-like the Government doth bear Upon His shoulder and if Counsellour We would esteem Him we should be content To make his mercies our encouragement For mighty faults deserve a mighty rod But He an Everlasting mighty God The Prince of Peace full of Compassions store Holds out the Golden scepter evermore And that this Birth and Gift to us be knowne He pleads himself Our cause at 's Fathers Throne Christus Totus Solus Omnibus NE tibi defictas fac sie tibi Totus Iesus Nec metuas Christus sat tibi solus erit Omnibus capreus rebus gaudere secundis Conferat in Dominum singuta facta suum That to your selfe you be not wanting make Iesus all yours and Christ alone your stake For who desires enjoyment of good things Must place upon his Lord what e're hee brings Tantillus Homo Tantus Peccator HOw small a thing is Man and yet Immence In acting over Disobedience From the first sparing time He did begin To hatch Rebellion and to foster sin Dispute His Makers mandate and make choice To yeeld unto the Subtil Serpents voyce Thus then betray'd ere since he doth preferr Custome to be New natures Usherer And so prescribes Thinking he doth no worse Then his Fore-father who entail'd the curse A new Beleefe of credit would put on That God would signe a new Redemption As if his Sonne into the world did dain Once for to come should come for him again And so He will yet not by Ransome led To purchase that again man forfeited By second Error but as Judge to try Whilst Conscience verdicts each enormity And as mans misdemeanours They expresse Though Great in Guilt in Goodnes He 'l goe lesse Ad Amicum PRandia parva juvant Parvis lectusque domusa Nec magnus Puer est nec focus illetuus Parvis magna solet virtus gandere micatque Oppositis positum grandius ingenium Before a Sacrament IS there a Feast to day must I make one At so great Celebration And am I yet to seeke how to be drest As to become a worthy Guest If to some other Table bid I were My Taylor and my Shoomaker Sempster and Barber all might mustred be To add to my Formality But this more reall than all else implies A Banquet fill ' d with mysteries God's manifested in the Flesh and thus The height of mercy shown to us And if the Rule of charity begins At home let 's call to mind our sins Befreind our selves so farre as to Confesse How much He did and we doe lesse Be joyfull for so Great a Saviours Power Yet in Contrition mâ—st a shower To think how oft whilst lewd affections guide We make our Lord New crucificte Then if we would no more of horror dread We may approach and take this bread And wine the Comfort and the staffe whereby Not Life but Lifes Eternity Secured is and then with Grace possest Shew that we have an interest In his high merits which alone Comprise Power to quell our Enemies And though our former Actions turn'd to weed Let 's
upon Recovery agen Bound up in His Grave-cloaths brought to our Inn And Earnest left to prove His high Compassion and Love What care should be t' express In all our future Actions thankfulness Which no way's better spent Than in partaking right this Sacrament Which without Cleansed hearts and mindes that Can Turn a new leaf with the Centurian More of a Christian show Made white as is this day with Snow And like the Prophets sute Purged with Hysope from what doth pollute We cannot hope to do Nor that ' less prompted by thy Grace thereto Whereto I pray Thee so much mercy add That I may have some Balm from Gilead To heal my Leprous Sore Whilst humbled for my Sins before My future dayes may be The Inventory of more Piety My forehead bear thy stamp As servant having Oyl still in my Lamp A Reveille Mattin or Good morrow to a friend AS the Black Curtain of the Night Is open drawn By the Gray-fingred Dawn To let out light And bid good Morrow to the Teeming Day So let all Darkned thoughts Through Sin Call in Their Powers that led them in a blind-fold way And Rows'd up from security Bring better fruits unto Maturity For now the Fragrant East The Spicery o' th' World Hath hurl'd A rosie Tincture o'r the Phoenix nest And from the last Dayes Urn An Other springs And brings With it a Charettier too in its turn So then by this new fire Be Goodness Hatcht all wickedness expire Then as This Prince of Heat doth rise In Power and in Might seem stronger Proclaiming that 't is Night no longer By vanquishing the Witchcrafts of the Skies The Spelly-vaprous Mists So let th' enlightned Soul Controul Our Actions that no farther they persist To follow sense whereby t' invite Ruine the sawce t' unruly Appetite Thus now it 's cleere Out of all Question The world 's unmask'd and all of Vailing gon Phoebus Triumphant o'r our Hemisphere Let us not therefore in disguise Seek or Bravado To shadow as if under Maskerado So many faults and Villanies Knowing that He who made the Light Cannot Himself be destitute of sight But though His Providence Did this beget That Suns that rise should set And in appearance vanish hence Yet doth He claim for th' interest Of Day-lights bliss We slumber not amiss When as our Light is borrowed by the West But the Choice Cabbinet of minde adorn With Contemplations may befit next Morn Trium Gratiarum maxima Charitas WHen all Perfections prove But like some sound Of Brass Wherein no certain Note is found Without Harmonious Love What do we see then more than through a Glass We may with Eloquence Beguild our Speech And then Offer at more than we can reach And bring an Influence Of Works to raise us yet are we but Men For if provok'd we be We 'll not forgive And so Forget the wrong we did receive Though it be Love's decree Untill we can work our revenge in wo The Churle whose sparing skill Denies to feed The Poor And such as stand in greatest need Yet thinks he doth no ill Whilst He walks double on his Ivory floor An Other Envie-swoln When once 't was heard By chance That such a one was new prefer'd Cries What are honors stoln Yet by the same tract strives Himself t' advance This Mushrum may appear When first the Sun Doth rise But when His Hemisphere is run And that the Ev'n draws near It shuts up all its treasure and so dies Unless reviv'd again BY Loves sweet Charm O'r which No Night or Vapour can do harm For neither Pride Wir Gain Can make us truly Live or truly Rich. But if Affection To Truth prevaile And say No Suffering shall turn the Scale Nor yet promotion This Night will turn into eternall Day El Sembrador or the Sower ALL are Solicitous who grounds possesse To know Both when and how to sow That promise may to them the Most increase And by the severall Seasons Change or Wain Full or Increase to stir them for What might be properest of every grain Nor do they search so deep as for a Mine Of Gold Yet what 's the fittest mold For every seed can readily define And doth not great neglect and sloath appear In these Whom Barley Wheat Rie Pease Affect alone in being cheap or dear Whilst that the Fallows of their hearts untill'd No more Can promise than before To be with Cockle-thoughts and Darnell fill'd For when the Bells do seem all In to Chime They 'll say This is some Holyday So never frame a work unto the time All that they pray or hear or read or do Shall be Choak'd with the Brierie Cares of this world which they are Slaves unto Before the Reverend Preacher can divide His Text Some one soon tels't the next Yet 's robb'd of it For 't falls by th' high-wayes side An Other gets a Point by th' end and may Go on Till Persecution Declare him Niobe then he must stay As when a Soil 's prepar'd with art and Care The Hinde Such Crops doth alwayes finde As to 's endevours answerable are So let our Hearts be throughly wed of Sin And then They 'll prove good ground agen And bring us more than thousand profits in Necesse est Vt Temporum Vitia Careant Deiamicitia Absque vera tristitia Terminus à quo Rom. 13. 13. Gula Scortum Ebrietas per quem Joel 2. 12. Iejunium Luctus Maestitia ad quem Luk. 1.53 Abundantia Gaudium Laetitia Opera Tenebrarum Fugienda Poenitentiae Amplectenda Misericordiae Acquirenda Sic fiet Ut Dentium * Candor cedat Copiae ubertati Armorum Clangor cedat Paci tranquillitati Pestilentae ardor cedat Sanitati temperiei Quod fac sit Dominus huic Mundi angulo Anglise AMEN A Caroll WHat though 't be Cold and Freese Let no good Christian leese So much of heat and Zeal As not for to Remember That blest day of December And what to Shepheards Angels did reveal Which doth of right Claim lay To All that ever Man can write or say A Saviour's born for Us What News more precious Wer 't but some Neighbours Son The Bells would straightwayes ring In Cakes for Gossipping So soon the Tydings o'r the Town would run And many a light brain tost Amongst the Goodwives where to place their Cost And shall my frozen heart Not thaw and bear its part In Jollitie for this Whereby not I alone But each beleeving one May promise to Himself eternall bliss For such can ne'r be Cold Who have this Birth-day in their hearts enrol'd But may be said to burn Till sone thanks they return Which though far short they reach The comfort is most sure 'T hath healing wings to Cure Not for reward but to make up the breach Which so repair'd 't is we Must make it good 'gainst Satans Batterie Whereto belongs this Care In Chief and Singular That stricter guards we keep Because
beast Carries his house wherein to rest Or Legless one But Emblemer Of frailty would infer Danger to be trod upon By every Passenger And doe we break our ease To follow these Fly at preferments pitch And adding to our heaps grow rich In Muck and Slime When 't is our Soul Immortall should controul And so Calcine our time From all such dross to Gould Which by afflictions tri'd And worldly crosses purifi'd Our Great Redeemer will apply His stamp to give it currency In Divitem Lazarum DIves Quidam Ingens sed nondum Nomine Dignus Purpureo Decoratus erat Victuque Superbo Gaudet Assiduis Dapibus nec sumptibus ullis Parcitur Ingluviem Queis possit pascere Foedam Sed Mare Consulitur Totum longinqua Potestas Terrarum excutitur nec non Iunonia Regna Addunt Ingenuis cumulatim proemia Mensis Nec deerat nisi Flammiferens Ignisque futurus Mortuuus Iste tamen Somno Lethale sepultus Dicitur nil aliud Pauper Alter erat gracilis Quem buccea reddit Spectandum Charitate Magis nudisque lacertis Frigidus ante fores procumbens Divitis Omne Solatium à Canibus Lambentibus esse fatetur Non etenim blando hoc captanda est gloria seclo Mortuus est etiam Sed Queis discrimine vitae Dissimilis Fortuna fuit His Mortis idem Nempe Quod in fragilis gaudetur tempore mundi Vertitur in Lachrymas Durissima quaeque fuêre Illius Arbitria accipiunt pro munere Pectus Vpon the Rich Glutton and Poor Begger THere was a Certain Mighty Rich man had No other name in Scripture although clad In Purple who delitiously did fare Daily for which there neither Cost nor Care Was spar'd to feed his Gluttony with store Of what the Seas could yeeld when Galed ore And whatsome'r both Earth and Air afford Seem'd Heaped Tributes to his quainter bord So that no Element to his desire Was Niggard save what was reserv'd the Fire Yet this man Died and on that sleepy score Was Buried and no more There was an Other whom spare Diet made More spectacle for Charity being laid Naked and Cold before the Rich mans gate Who full of sores and all Disconsolare Saving from what the licking Dogs apply Concludes all this worlds pomp but flattery Then He Dies too But as in life these were Nothing akin so in Diameter Death Their Condition states for now 't appears What here was sown in Joy there 's reapt in tears And He who by hard Fate was here opprest In Abrams Bosom finds an Interest A Reveille Mattin to my best Friend LOrd when the Casements of Mine eyes To welcom in The Morn first open'd are Grant that my Heart may early sacrifice To Expiate for Sin Prepare And mustring up Thy Favours and Its Crimes Cashiere the One let th' other stand enrold To evidence at full that Time of Times Wherein Thou Ransom'dst me who once was sold Let all the Drowsie Vapours prest My Fancy down Dispell and give it way To rise betimes and to be better drest So Dignifie and Crown The Day With Anthems may set forth that Glorious flame Thy love burst out in when my fault was so I 'd line for e'r benighted in the same Hadst Thou not vanquisht and o'rcome my fo Cause I beseech thee that moist dew That falls upon My waking Temples tress By every yawn Thy goodness taught to shew An Exhalation Express Obeying no heat save what did proceed From that most Righteous Sun whose beams alone Were of full Power to refine the deed Our Parents Dross'd by their Corruption And as My Armes unfolded stand To fathom out The Latitude as 't were 'Twixt the Beds either side Meridian Let my Thoughts sore about That Sphere Unparalleld for Grace and stretch to be Embracers of those Mercies did extend Beyond all sounding Plummet or degree And thither all my Kids and Fatlings send Thus tane by th' hand by His whose felt What mine deserv'd I 'm up and straight perceive The Mornings Birth Bedew'd with his whose smelt All of Perfumes and serv'd T' conceive Such Raptures in Me that no part nor sense Could be at quiet till it rose to make This Offering and from a full influence Inspir'd of Love Dull Thanklesness t' forsake Now if my Eyes my Heart my Head my Armes Embrace Contemplate feeling seeing Charmes Where can this Exorcism trulier stay Than on that Star which chang'd our Night to day Quid Amabilius IF I must needs Discover I am in Love be Christ again my Lover And let His Passion bring My Actions to their touch and censuring Who in this world was born Liv'd in it and was put to death with scorn That I to Sin might die Being born again so live eternally Thus I 'l no longer make Addresses to my Glass for this Curles sake Or that quaint garb whereby I may enchanted be with flattery Nor on Luxurious vow Becircling Rose-buds seek to Gird my brow But with a melting thought Bring home that Ransom whereat I was bought In Contemplation Of that same Platted Crown He once had on And when my Glove or Shoo Want Ribbond Call for th' Nails that pierc'd Him too Else farther to be drest Borrow the Tincture of His naked brest Nor wash but in Soul Pride Then use no other bason than His Side So up and ready think How He for Me low in the grave did sink That I again might rise With Him who was both Priest and Sacrifice To make atonement in The Difference 'twixt his Fathers wrath Mans fin Whereto it must remain That I through Faith requite this love again Quare Viventem quaritis Non Hic est Quare inter quaritis enim est Quare Mortuos quaritis surrectus est Dumin Luxuria Libidine Et in omnium denique malorum consuetudine conquiescamus Arrogantiae Avaritia Et in omnium denique malorum consuetudine conquiescamus Tranquillitate Tyrannide Et in omnium denique malorum consuetudine conquiescamus Et tamen Salvatorem Salvationem Denique quicquid bonoium ex omni munificentia singulari providentia largiri dignetur Omnipotens petere conemur quid aliud ni◠viventem inter Moriuos quarimus Veritatem Vitam Denique quicquid bonoium ex omni munificentia singulari providentia largiri dignetur Omnipotens petere conemur quid aliud ni◠viventem inter Moriuos quarimus Immunitatem Immortalitatem Denique quicquid bonoium ex omni munificentia singulari providentia largiri dignetur Omnipotens petere conemur quid aliud ni◠viventem inter Moriuos quarimus Ut itaque Mortis amaritudine relicta Vita foelicitatis fruamur aeternâ Vitia vitemusutpote ad mortem aeternam ducentia Amphoram amplectemur aquae Caelestis Nequitiam in nobismetipsis necemus Ut beneficia Resurrecti acquiramus Descendamus per poenitentiam pro peccato in nostrorum ipsorum Contemptum Ut
certa tenere Nescia fit Dominis paret ut Illa suis The Fallacy of hopes or wishes ALl present good goes less by Hopes we deem Things Great as Lights farr distant greater seem My Farewell to the Court GOe fond Deluder of our senses finde Some other Objects Henceforth to make blinde With that thy glittering folly for no more I will be dazled with thy falser Ore Nor shall thy Syren-songs enchant to tast Or smell or touch those Sorceries thou hast But I will strive first in my self to be So much mine own as not to flatter thee And then my Countreys for whose welfare still My native thoughts prompt to impress my will And that draws Action forth whereby to show To whom and what and when and where I owe Not as this nod or beck or wink or glance Would dictate and imply to follow chance Fortune or Favours ever-turning wheel But to be firm and Constant back'd with steel And resolution for to give the True God what is his and Caesar Tribute due And that in season too for time and place As th' one requires and th' other affords grace Not such as onely from vain Titles springs And turns to bubble to court Prince or Kings With feign'd applauses of whate're they speak Or doe be 't ne're so frothy fond or weak But what is clad in truth and dares not lie Though all the world should turn its Enemie Brand it for want of breeding and conclude Because it not dissembles therefore t 's rude Those dancing dayes are done nor longer sute My disposition to the Harp or Lute Horn-pipe or other Instruments have been The Common-wealths disease ore-swoln its spleen Iockie and Iinnie footing may appear Most trim at the next Wake in Darby-shire Gotyer sail from the Clouds to catch our ears And represent the harmony o' th' Spheres Will Lause excell the dying swan Lancer Nick it with Ravishments from touch of Lyre Yet uncontroul'd by These I safely may Survive sithence not stung by th' Tarantula That tickling beast Ambition that makes sport In our hot Climate call'd the verge of Court And so resolve dressing my mindes content Henceforward to be calm and represent Nothing but what my Birth and Calling draw My life out for my God my King my Law And when for these my wearied breath is spent Let with my last bloods drop one sigh be sent How to ride out a Storm HE onely happy is and wise Can Cun his Barque when Tempests rise Know how to lay the Helm and steer Lie on a Tack Port and Laveer Sometimes to weather then to Lee As waves give way and winds agree Nor Boom at all in such a stress But by degrees Loom Les and Les Ride out a Storm with no more loss Than the endurance of a Toss For though he cannot well bear saile In such a fresh and powerfull Gale Yet when there is no other shift Thinks't not amiss to ride a drift To shut down Ports and Tyers to Hale in To Seal the hatch up with Tarpalin To Ply the Pump and no means slack May clear Her Bilge and keep from wrack To take in Cloth and in a word Unlade and cut the Mast by bord So Spoon before the Wind and Seas Where though she 'll Roule she 'll goe at ease And not so strain'd as if laid under The wave that Threatens sudden founder And whilst the fury and the rage Leaves little hopes for Anchorage Yet if She can but make a Coast In any time She 'll not be lost But in affections Bay will finde A Harbour suited to her minde Where Casting out at first the Kedg Which gives Her ground and priviledg Of stop she secondly lets fall That Anchor from the Stream men call The Others all a Cock-bell set One after other down are let Into the Sea till at the last She 's come to Moorage and there fast In hopes to be new Shethd 's inclin'd To lie aside untill Carin'd That when She shall be paid again So Grav'd She may endure the Main Thus when his Vessell hath out-gon This and that rugged motion His Pole-starr's fix'd and guides him there Where CHARLES is not in wain but sphere Then He 'll another Voyage try Laden with Faith and Loyalty Which He no sooner parts with than Dry-ground becomes an Ocean In Incursionem Gustavicam vel introitum in Germaniam QVem 1 Domus Austriaca ab Patriis secluserat Oris Hunc 2 Gustave suum adjam remeare facis Nempè Palatinum Coelesti numine tutum Fecit est Populi Dux Deus Ipse sui Vidit attonitas aperit Franconia 3 portas 4 Hispanos refugos 5 Caesareósque ferunt 6 Dura per immites salierunt moenia flammas Saevitiam pingens Militis 7 Arva jacet 8 Albis clara suis lymphis mutata colore Et quasi Rubescens sanguinolenta fluit Vnde fit aut quorsum mutatio tanta requiris 9 Cur fugis á Portis Walstane dire tuis Quae 10 fugiendi animum Fernande occasio reddit Quis Tibl dat vulnus quis metus oratenet 11 Quid latitas Claustris tanta foeliciter annis Castra regens vivens cur Monumenta petis Vltor adest Dominus Gentem victamque reponit Victricem Populum restituitque suum 12 Saxioniásque vires tandem laxavit in usum Et Suecus 13 lango 14 flumine cuncta tulit Roses Lys unys QUid Ganymedaeas formas canis Irvis Ignes Reddit enim Caecos Ipse Cupido Deos Quidve Helenam numeras nempe est perfectio Formae Unica cum fuerint Lilia nupta Rosis Vpon Celius WHilst Celius can no longer hear The Newes-transporting BabbIer Nor yet endure a Morning spent In entertaining Complement From This or That Great person He Feigneth a Gouty Infirmitie And better falshood to difguise His founder feet with swathes he ties And seems to goe in pain as far As art can prove a Crippeler Till She to Nature turns at last And so in earnest Celius's fast A happy Life THat which Creates a happy life Is substance left not gain'd by strife A fertile and a Thankfull mold A Chimney alwayes free from Cold Never to be the Client nor But seldome times the Counsellor A Minde content with what is fit Whose strength doth most consist in Wit A Body nothing prone to be Sick a Prudent Simplicitie Such Friends as of ones own rank are Homely fare not sought from farre The table without Arts help spread A night in Wine not buried Yet drowning Cares a Bed that 's blest With true Joy Chastity and rest Such short sweet Slumber as may give Less time to die in 't more to live Thine own Estate whate're commend And wish not for nor fear thine end In Magis Vilet ANni Haec prima Dies Veris sic prima videtur Quâ simul Violam vidimus Glaciem To