might Act before Apes Spectators right Whose Dops Shrugs Puppet-playes shew best by Candle-light 42 Hot showes the Season by his dusty head With fancy'd ribbands round bespread Modish and maddish all untrust as going to bed 43 Ho! First brisk Wine next let a sparkling Dame Fire our high Bloud then quench our Flame Blest is the Son whose Father 's gone i' th' Devils Name 44 Each pottle breeds a Ruby Drawer score 'um Cheeks dy'd in Claret seem o' th' Quorum When our Nose-Carbuncles like Link-boyes blaze before ' um 45 Compleat thy funetall-Pyle shouldst thou mark well How down the Drunkards throat to Hell Death smoothly glides to swim so sadly would thee quell 46 Spawns of Excesse Dropsies and Surfets are From Tenants Sweat's thy Bill of Fare Each Glutton digs with 's teeth his Grave whose Maw's his Care 47 He 's sick and staggers Doctor his Case state us His Cachexie results from Flatus Hypochondrunkicus ex Crapula Creatus 48 Scarce Well he swills what should the Needy store And grindes between his teeth the Poor Who beg dry crumnies which they with Tears would moisten o're 49 He a sharp Reck'ning shall with Dives pay Whose Feasts did hasten ' his Audit-day Death brought the Voider and the Devil took away 50 Enter his Courtesan who fannes his Fire Her pratling Eyes teach loose Desire Fondlings to catch this art-fair Fly like Trouts aspire 51 With Paint false hair and naked Breasts She jetts And Patches Lusts new Lime-twigs sets Like Tickets on the Door Her self for Gold She lets 52 Her Basilisk-like Glances taint the Air Of Virgin-Modesty and snare His tangling Thoughts in trammels of her ambush hair 53 With her profusely he mispends his dayes In Balls and Dances Treatments Playes And in his Bosome this close-biting-Serpent layes 54 Death after Sicknesse seize this Hellen must Whose radiant Eyes now Orbs of Lust Shall sink as falling Starres which jelly'd turn to dust 55 How wildly shewes corrupted Natures Face Till deck't by Reason Learning Grace Without which Politure the Noblest Stem is base 56 Fooles rifle out Times Lottery Who mispend The Soules rich Joyes alive descend And antedate with stings their never-ending End 57 Thy Acts out-sin the Devil Who 's ne're soyl'd With Gluttony or Lust ne're foil'd By Drink nor in the Net of Slothfulnesse entoyl'd 58 Therefore in Time beware let not Sin-charms Bewitch thee till Wrath cryes to Arms. Sins first Face smiles her second frowns her third Alarms 59 How blind mad Sinners are when they transgresse All Woes are than such Blindnesse lesse That Wretch most wretched is who sleights his Wretchednesse 60 When Death shall quench thy Flames and Fiends thee seize In brimstone-Torrents without Ease Thou 'lt broyl mid'st blackest Fires and roar mid'st burning Seas For all that is in the World The Pride of Life is not of the FATHER but is of the World and the World passeth away and the Lusts thereof c. 61 USher Aspiro in with 's Loomes of State To weave Frauds Web and his own Fate Who mounted up throwes down the steps him rais'd of late 62 His posture is ambiguous his Pace Is stately high who thinks it Grace If he casts forth a word and deigns but half a face 63 Nor minds he what he speaks For by false Light Like to his Faith he thrives Whose Sight Clouded with Jealousie can never judge aright 64 By dubious Answers he is wont to guesse At Mens Dislikes and feares no lesse Feign'd Quips than just Reproofs Fear haunts him in each Dress 65 Ambition prompts to Precipices steep Which Envy gets and Hate doth keep His daily thoughts of climing break his nightly Sleep 66 Could he with 's foot spurn Empires into Air And sit i' th' Universall Chair Of State Were Pageants made for him as the Worlds Maior 67 Those fond Disguisements could not long him fence But Crosses still would vex his Sense And leave him blest but in the Preterperfect Tense 68 Ev'n That at which Prides towring Project flies If gain'd obliquely sinks and dyes Earths Potentates great Aims Plots Fears makes Tragedies 69 Achitophel and Absalon prove This Who of their Plots not Plagues did misse To Matchiavels That Ill worst to the Plotter is 70 Pompey and Caesar so ambitious grow A Battel must be fought to show Which of those Cocks o' th' Game o're Rome at last should crow 71 The World as Great Cham Turk Mogul up-cryes Tuscans Great Duke all no great prize Great Alexander The Nine Worthy Ironies 72 Ev'n Scepters reel like reeds Who had no Bound Is bounded in six foot of ground Here lies the Great Thou ly'st here but his dust is found 73 Who lately swell'd to be his Lordships slave May trample now upon his grave That levells All. Best Lectures dust-seel'd Pulpits have 74 Where 's now the Assyrian Lion Persian Bear Greek Leopard Romes spread-Eagle where Where now fam'd Troy that did in old Time domineer 75 Troy's gone yet Simois stayes See Fates strange Play That which was fixt is fled away And what was ever sliding that doth onely stay 76 Therefore why gap'st thou thus for Shadowes who Neglected lets the Substance go Led by false hope he makes sad End in endlesse Woe 77 The Mighty mighty Torments shall endure If impious Hell admits no Cure Ambition's never safe though often too secure 78 If Pride on Wing could reach the Starres yet shall Like Lucifer its Carkase fall Pride mounted Babels Tower and arched Satans Hall 79 In Center of the terrible Abysse Remotest from Supernall Blisse That haplesse hopelesse easelesse endlesse Dungeon is 80 Where Nought is heard but Yelling O that I Might once more live or once more dye Cursing his Woes he wooes GODS Curse Eternally But He that doth the Will of GOD abideth for ever Lord Teach us so to number our dayes that we may apply our hearts unto Wisedome 81 LUst brings forth Sin Sin Shame Shame-cryes Repent Repentance weeps Teares Prayer do vent Prayer brings down Grace Grace Faith Faith Love Love zeal up sent 82 Who feares GOD is without Despondence sad Timorous without Despair and glad Without wild freaks Whereas the World's Knave Fool or Mad. 83 Part should the World what are in Man combin'd The Body melts to be refin'd Grace cheeres the Suffering Glory crowns the conquering Mind 84 Nor Chance Change Fraud nor Force the Just Man fright In greatest Pressures He stands right Ever the same While Sloth feels Want Ambition Spight 85 From costly Bills of greedy Empyricks free From Plea of Ambidexters Fee From hypocritick Schism of Kirkish Tyranny 86 He with Observance honours Vertues Friends And to their faithfull Counsell bends But not on empty formes of Worldly gauds depends 87 In praysing GOD above the Starres He climes And pitying Courts with all their Crimes And Fawns and Frownes dares to be good in Worst of Times 88 Joy Little World spite of the Greater blest Scanted abroad within dost feast Hast CHRIST Himself for Cates
THE SUMMARY OF VVISEDOME By Edward Benlowes Esq Love not the World neither the things that are in the World if any Man love the World the love of the FATHER is not in him For all that is in the World the Lust of the Eyes the Lust of the Flesh and the Pride of Life is not of the FATHER but is of the World and the World passeth away and the Lust thereof But He that doth the Will of God abideth for ever 1 Joh. 2. 15 16 17. IN DOMINO CONFIDO LONDON Printed for Humphry Mosely and are to be sold at the Princes Arms in St. Pauls Church-yard 1657. THE SUMMARY OF VVISEDOME By the Author of THEOPHILA Love not the World neither the Things that are in the World if any man love the World the Love of the FATHER is not in him c. 1 Joh. 2. 15 16 17. 1 WOrldlings we court not envy not nor fear May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear While Sinners split on shelves Saints to Heav'ns Harbour steer 2 Earthlings What 's Heap of Wealth What 's Honours Height What 's Pleasures May can toyes so slight Blesse Heav'n-descended Soules with Lifes eternall Light 3 Riches from most men swift as Eagles fly Honours on popular breath rely Pleasure 's a flash And All combind but Vanity 4 Why dot'st thou WORLD on these we will not stay Iuggler We know thy tempting Way Which is by Charms to mock our Sense and then betray 5 Art toyles to serve thee Sables yield their Skinnes The Silk-Worm for thy Ward-robe spinnes The Rock with Jemmes the Sea with Pearles embosse thy Sinnes 6 To bribe thy Palate Lust draynes Earth Air Seas Whence Finny Wing'd hoof'd Droves must please The Glutton made thereby a Spittle of each Disease 7 False World Asps poyson equals not thy Gall Imbittering Soules to Hell Thus all Thy Darlings thou delud'st with thy enchanting Call 8 I wonder not unbridled fools run on Since all their Heav'n's on earth alone Which though thou seem'st to give as soon as giv'n 't is gone 9 Kisse and betray then Nero's Rage out-dare He whom thou hugg'st should most beware I shall un-mask thy Guiles and thy fond Gulls un-snare 10 Thy Smile is but a trap thy frown a bubble Thy Praise a squib thy beauty stubble Who know thee best have found a Theater of Trouble 11 Where Men and Devils meet and Sense compact With Fraud gild every vicious fact Where we must Evil hear or suffer it or act 12 Thy Friends are thieves of Time The chat they vent Light Ayres please toyish eares is spent On trash which Mindes seduce with cheating blandishment 13 Thy gifted Sythemen have Religion mown Which in their Meeting-barnes is grown From Best to All like Corinths Schism from All to none 14 Thy Shop vents brayded Ware of apish fashion Thy Gauds Wealth Sport Pride breed Vexation Like Hoboyes on Earths Stage oft ushering in Damnation 15 Ah while like Larks fools with vain feathers play Pleas'd with Sinnes glasse are snatcht away In midst of their Excesse to Hells tormenting Bay 16 World thou soul-wracking Ocean Flatteries blow Thee up thou blue with Spite dost grow Brinish with Lust like the Red-sea with Bloud dost flow 17 And like the Basilisks prodigious eyes Thy first sight kills but thy self dyes First seen Quick-sighted Faith thy Darts prevents and spies 18 Had'st been lesse cruel thou had'st been lesse kind Thy Gall prov'd Medicine heales my Mind Thus Hell may help to Heav'n the Fiend a Soul befriend 19 The age-bow'd Earth groans under Sinners weight Iustice opprest to Heav'n takes flight Vengeance her place supplies which with keen Edge will smite 20 False World is Hell the Legacy to thy Friend Crawl with thy trifles to the Fiend We scorn thy Pack thIs year May bVrnIng CLose thy enD For All that is in the World The Lust of the Eyes is not of the FATHER but is of the World c. 21. MIdas to th' Barre thou void of Grace yet stor'd With Gold thy minted God a dor'd Thou and thine Idol perish in thy wretched Hord. 22 Thy heart is lockt up in thy shrined Chinck O heavy Gold bred near Hells brink Misgotten Elf thou Heav'n-designed Soules dost sink 23 Whos 's Gain is Godlinesse The Scripture he Perverts Dayes him with Interest fee Who Incest still commits with his Coynes Progeny 24 Thou hast too much yet still thou whin'st for more Thou wishing want'st art wanting poor Thou would'st ev'n plunder Hell for Cash to cramme thy Store 25 While gripes of Famine mutiny within And tan like hides the shrivel'd skin Of those thou hast decoy'd into thy tangling Ginne 26 Whos 's skin sear as the bark of saplesse wood Clings to their bones for want of food Friendlesse as are Sea-monsters thrown ashore by th' Flood 27 Though Fasts be all their Physick their Corps all Their Earth who for thy Pity call Yet art thou harder to them than their bed the stall 28 Penurious Churl When shall I sayes thine Heir Ransack thy Chests so ease thy Care Purchase instead of Ground a Grave Dye Wretch to spare 29 Hath treach'rous Coin swell'd by thy Curse Live still Lay-Elder Soon thy Crimes fulfill The heaviest Curse on this side Hell 's to thrive in Ill. 30 How cursed Love of Money doth bewitch The leprous Mind with pleasing Itch This Slave to his own Servant ne're was poor till rich 31 Graves may be sooner cloy'd than craving eyes Bribes blanch Gehazi till he dies Thou Fool Death shall this night thy Dunghill Soul surprize 32 Nor would this City-Wolf lead Men to Snares Nor vex his Mind with carking Cares View'd he himself i' th' Mirrour which Despair prepares 33 So wastefull Usurer as thy self there 's none Who part'st with three true Jemmes for one Brittle as glasse thy Fame Rest Soul for ever gone 34 Who Nettles sow shall Prickles reap the train To Hell is idolized Gain Unlesse thou Fiends can'st bribe thou go'st to endlesse Pain 35 His hide-bound-Conscience opens now I 've run On rocks he howles too late to shun Grace left Wrath seiz'd me Gold my God hath me undone 36 Often to Hell in Dreames I headlong fall From Devils then I seem to crawl While Furies round about with whips my Soul appall 37 Atheism our Root for Boughs were Factions store Hypocrisie our Leaves gilt o're Wrath Treachery and Extortion were the Fruit we bore 38 Like profane Esau have we sold our blisse For shine of Pelf that nothing is This desperates our Rage we still blaspheme at This 39 Thus cursed Gripers restlesse Tortures feel Whose hearts seem'd rocks whose bowels steel I burn cryes Dives for one drop deny'd I kneel 40 Fire each where broyles me Fire as black as Night Goblins mine Eyes Eares Shrieks affright Sins Debt still paying nere discharg'd is Infinite For all that is in the World The Lust of the Flesh is not of the FATHER but is of World c. 41 STrow Flowers for Spend-thrift Antemasks he
The Holy GHOST for Guest 89 Thou walk'st in Groves of Myrrh with CHRIST thy Guide The best of Friends that e're was tri'd By Thee in Vale of Teares spirituall Joy's descry'd 90 Knew but the World what glorious Joyes still move In Faiths bright Orb 't would soar above All Sense and center in the Point of Heav'nly Love 91 O Loves high'st Height Thou art the Wise mans Blisse T' enjoy Thee 's Heav'n Hell Thee to misse The Earth yea Heav'n hath its Beatitude from This 92 No Christian Kings win by each others Losse What One gets by Retail in Grosse All lose While still the Crescent gains upon the Crosse. 93 As Children fight for toyes So Kings for clods Heav'ns Heir 's more great and rich by ods For All is His and He is CHRISTS and CHRIST is GODS 94 No Bank on Earth such Summes of Wealth can lend As Saints who on Heav'ns Grace depend GODS Word their Law His SPIRIT their Guide The LAMB their Friend 95 But what 's vain Man what his earth-crawling Race That GOD should such a shadow grace And him Eternally in GLORIES Region place 96 No Surfets Maw-worm's there no itch of Lust No Tympany of Pride no rust Of Envy no Wraths spleen nor Obdurations crust 97 But there though Blisse exceeds It never cloyes For sweet Fruitions Feast employes Still new Desire Where none can count his least of Joyes 98 The Soul there throwing off her raggs of clay Laid in Earths Ward-robe till last Day Ever triumphs in every Beatifick Ray. 99 There each Saint doth an endlesse Kingdome own There each King hath a starry Crown Each Scepter there o' re-powers the Worlds and Devils frown 100 None blest but He who finds the JUDGE his Friend When the last Trump shall Summons send The End doth crown the Work may JESUS crown The END SUMMA SAPIENTIAE per Authorem THEOPHILAE Nolite diligere MUNDUM neque ea quae sunt in MUNDO si quis dilexerit MUNDUM Amor PATRIS non est in eo c. Johan 2. 15 16 17. 1 AMbitionis Invidiae Formidinis expers Respuo Mundicolas Faveant Virtutis Alumni Coelestis Statio His aestu sorbente scelestos 2 Terrigenae quid acervus Opum quid culmen Honorum Flora Voluptatum possuntne rependere Menti Coeligenae Vitam quae sunt peritura perennem 3 Pluribus aufugiunt Gazae pernicibus alis Est Honor incerti demulcens aura Popelli Luxuriesque vapor Complexim cunctaque vana 4 Munde quid haec fugiriva colis Star nolle morari Novimus Impostor quod es insidiosus Amicis Circaeo faciles illudis Carmine Sensus 5 Ars tibi subservire studet tibi Russica molles Exuvias Mustela parat tibi Serica Bombyx Gemmis Petra Salum Baccis tua Crimina ditant 6 Fert lautas tibi Luxus Opes Terrae Aëris Undae Undè Tuis properant Pinnae Pennaeque Feraeque Ex quibus innumeros sibi procreat Helluo Morbos 7 Aspidis ira tuum non aequat Munde Venenum Indè venenatas protrudis ad Infera Mentes Praestigiis damnans Cultores Leno Gehennae 8 Non fatuos laxis excurrere miror habenis In Mundo solum tuus expetit assecla Coelum Quod dare Munde licèt videaris ut unda recedit 9 Oscula fige dolosa Nerone neronior ipso Quò magìs arrides magìs hinc sibi quisque caveret Denudabo Dolos solvamque è compede plexos 10 Perfidiosus Amor tuus est tua bullula bilis Laus ignis fatuus tua forma fugacior Euro Te benè qui norûnt miserum sensêre Theatrum 11 Daemon ubi consors Homini Sensusque doloso Ore dat injustis injusta Encomia factis Hîc audire pative Malúmve patrare necesse 12 Sunt Socii fures pretiosi Temporis istud Vana placent Vanis quodcunque loquendo refundunt Flectit ad Illecebras sancto de Tramite Mentes 13 Praetextu Lucis Pessundant Sacra Profani Optima quae fuerant Conventibus Omnia fiunt Omnia Nil Pariunt nisi Schismata More Corinthi 14 Quisquilias Animae pretio proponis emendas Provenit ex Opibus Ioculis Honoribus Angor Saepè Gehennali Praeludia splendida Busto 15 Heu dum Vanipetae Plumis ut Alauda jocantur Dumque favent Scelerum Speculis in Criminis actu Horrida Tartareae raptantur ad Agmina Flammae 16 Perdanimum tu Munde Fretum turgescis in altum Obsequio palles Livore Libidine falsus Sanguine profuso Rubium velut Aequor inundas 17 Prodigiosa refers Basilisci Lumina primo Destruis intuitu visus prior ipse necaris Teque Tuumque Fides praevertit Acumine virus 18 Si minùs immittis mitis minùs indè fuisses Menti felle tuo Panacea probata paratur Itur ad Astra per Orcum Animae sic Dis fit Amicus 19 Pondere Peccantûm Tellus gibbosa gemiscit Astraea ad superum violata revertit Olympum Sera at certa Reos Vindicta severa prehendet 20 An Styga Munde Tuis tua Testamenta resignant I tricis Delire tuis ad Daemona Totum Te dedignamur sit ConfLagratIo MVnDI Nam Omnia quae sunt in Mundo Libido Oculorum non est ex PATRE sed ex Mundo c. 21 MIda tende Manum tibi Gratia rara sed Auri Satque superque tuum Nummum quasi Numen adoras Tu Numenque tuum Nummi pereatis in Areâ 22 Aestuat angustae cor opertum in carcere Cistae Proli Auri grave Pondus Humi propè Viscera nati Coelipetas premis heu male-partum ad Tartara Mentes 23 Cui Lucrum Pietas Sanctae Sacra cuncta prophanat Scripturae Usuram Lux quaeque rependit Avaro Progeniem proprii postquà m incesta verit Auri. 24 Inter Opes es inops congesto es egenus in Auro Sic cupiendo cares fulvumque carendo Metallum Eripe res ipso quo fias ditior Orco 25 Ilia dum stringunt Inopum Jejunia tortum Ut corium rugosa Cutis flaccescit Eorum Subdola quos plexâ illexisti in retia Fraude 26 Est macilenta quibus pellis velut arida cortex Deficiente cibo vix ossibus haeret Amicis Destituuntur Aquis ut nudae in Littora Phocae 27 Pharmaca sint tenui licèt His Jejunia victu Nilque habeant Terrae nisi Corpora Durior Illis Es quà m ubi decumbunt sunt dura cubilia Saxi 28 Sordide quando tuas Haeres ita muslitat Arcas Evacuabo fores minùs anxius indè Sit ipsi Pro Cumulo Tumulus Moriendo Miserrime parcas 29 Perfida MEROSIAE si auxêre Stipendia DIRAE Vive rapax Senior◠Subito tua Crimina comple Prospera quêis Peccata quid infaelicius illis 30 Auri sacra Fames quali Incantamine Mentem Fascinat inducens placidâ Prurigine Lepram Servo Verna suo crescente fit indigus Aere 31 Ingluviem forsan possis satiare Sepulchri Haud Oculi Morbo periit Gehasius isto Haec Nox est Animam Stulte ablatura