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A11395	Du Bartas his deuine weekes and workes translated: and dedicated to the Kings most excellent Maiestie by Iosuah Syluester; Sepmaine. English	Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618.; Pibrac, Guy du Faur, seigneur de, 1529-1584. Quatrains. English.; La Noue, Odet de, seigneur de Téligny, d. 1618. Paradoxe que les adversitez sont plus necessaires que les prosperités. English.; Hudson, Thomas, 16th/17th cent.; Hole, William, d. 1624, engraver.	1611 (1611)	STC 21651; ESTC S110823	556,900	1,016

to lurk For Nature framing our soules enemies Of bodies light and in experience wise In malice crafty curious they assemble Small Elements which as of kin resemble Whereof a Mass is made and there vnto They soon giue growth and liuely motion too Not that they be Creators for th' Almighty Who first of nothing made vast Amphitri●● The World 's dull Centre Heavn's ay-turning frame And whirling Ayr sole merits that high name Who onely Beeing Being giues to all And of all things the seeds substantiall Within their first-borne bodies hath inclos'd To be in time by Nature's hand dispos'd Not those who taught by curious Art or Nature Haue giv'n to things Heav'n-pointed form and stature Hastned their growth or wakened learnedly The forms that formless in the Lump didly But to conclude I think 't was no conceipt ● No fained Idoll nor no iuggling sleight Nor body borrowed for this vses sake But the self Serpent which the Lord did make In the beginning for his hatefull breed Bears yet the pain of this pernicious deed ● Yet 't is a doubt whether the Diuell did Gouern the Dragon not there selfly hid To raise his courage and his tongue direct Locally absent present by effect As when the sweet strings of a Lute we strike Another Lute laid neer it sounds the like Nay the same note through secret simpathy Vntoucht receiuing life and Harmony Or as a sta● which though far distant pours Vpon our heads hap-less or happy showrs Or whether for a time he did abide Within the doubling Serpents damask hide 6. Holding a place-less place as our soule deor Through the dimlanthorn of our flesh shines cleer And bound-less bounds itself in so streight space As fo●m in body not as body in place But this stands sure how euer else it went Th' old Serpent serv'd as Satans instrument To charm in Eden with a strong illusion Conclusion of the former opinions A comparison Our silly Grandam to her selfs confusion For as an old rude rotten tune-les Kit If famous Dowland daign to finger it Makes sweeter Musik then the choicest Lute In the gross handling of a clownish Brute So whiles a learned Fiend with skilfull hand Doth the dull motions of his mouth command This self-dum Creatures glozing Rhetorike With bashfull shame great Orators would strike So Faiery Trunks within Epyrus Groue Mov'd by the spirit that was inspir'd by Ioue With fluent voice to euery one that seeks Fore-tell the Fates of light-beleeuing Greeks So all incenst the pale Engastromith Rul'd by the furious spirit hee 's haunted with Speakes in his womb So well a workmans skill Supplies the want of any organ ill So doth the Phantike lifting vp his thought On Satans wing tell with a tongue distraught Strange Oracles and his sick spirit doth plead Euen of those Arts that he did neuer read O ruth-less murderer of immortall soules Alas to pull vs from the happy Poles The sundry suttle and horrible end●uours of th● diuell putting on diuers formes to ouerthrowe Man-kinde And plunge vs headlong in thy yawning hell Thy ceas-less frauds and fetches who can tell Thou play'st the Lion when thou doost in gage Bloud-thirsty Nero's barbarous heart with rage While flesht in murthers butcher-like he paints The Saint-poor world with the deer bloud of Saints Thou play'st the Dog when by the mouth profane Of som false Prophet t●ou doost beleh thy bane While from the Pulpit harkingly he rings Bold blasphemies against the king of kings Thou play'st the Swine when plung'd in pleasures vile Som Epicure doth sober mindes defile Transforming lewdly by his loose impiety Strict Lacedaemon to a soft society Thou play'st the Nightingale or else the Swan When any famous Rhetorician With captious wit and curious language draws Seduced hearers and subuerts the laws Thou plaist the Fox when thou dost fain a-right The face and phrase of som deep Hypocrite True painted Toomb dead-seeming coals but quick A Scorpion fell whose hidden tail doth prick Yet this were little if thy spight audacious Spar'd at the least the face of Angels gracious And if thou didst not Ape-like imitate Th' Almighties works the wariest Wits to mate The Poet resumeth his Discourse touching the Temptation of Eue. But without numbring all thy suttle baits And nimble iuggling with a thousand sleights Timely returning where I first digrest I 'le onely heer thy first DECEIPT digest The Dragon then Mans Fortress to surprise Follows som Captains martiall policies Who yer too neer an Aduerse place he pitch Comparison The situation marks and sounds the ditch With his eys leuell the steep wall he metes Surueies the flanks his Camp in order sets And then approaching batters sore the side Which Art and Nature haue least fortifi'd So this old Souldier hauing marked rife The first-born payrs yet danger-dreadless life Mounting his Canons suttly he assaults The part he findes in euident defaults Namely poor Woman wauering weake vnwise Light credulous news-louer giuen to lies Eue Second honour of this Vniuerse Sathans Oration Is' t true I pray that iealous God peruerse Forbids quoth he both you and all your race All the fair Fruits these siluer Brooks imbrace So oft bequeath'd you and by you possest And day and night by your own labour drest With th' ayr of these sweet words the wily Snake A poysoned ayr inspired as it spake In Eues frail brest who thus replies O! knowe Eues Answer What e●r thou be but thy kinde care doth showe A gentle friend that all the fruits and flowrs In this earths-heav'n are in our hands and powrs Except alone that goodly fruit diuine Which in the midst of this green ground doth shine But all-all-good God alas I wote not why For bad vs touch that Tree on pain to dy She ceast already brooding in her heart A curious wish that will her weal subuert A●sit cōparison As a false Louer that thick snares hath laid T' intrap the honour of a fair young Maid When she though little listning ear affoords To his sweet courting deep-affected words Feels som asswaging of his freezing ●●ame And sooths himself with hope to gain his game And rapt with ioy vpon this point persists That parleing Citie neuer long resists Euen so the Serpent that doth counterfet A guilefull Call ●●allure vs to his net Perceiuing Eue his flattering gloze digest He prosecutes and locund doth not rest Till he haue try'd foot hand and head and all Vpon the Breach of this new-battered wall The Diuels reply No fair quoth he beleeue not that the care God hath mankinde from spoyling death to spare Makes him forbid you on so strict condition This purest fairest rarest Fruits fruition A doubtfull fear an en●le and a hate His iealous heart for euer cruciate Sith the suspected vertue of This Tree Shall soon disperse the cloud of Idiocy Which dims your eys and further make you seem Excelling vs euen equall Gods to him O Worlds

wings o're-fly Fit Comparisons to set sorth the nature and property of Slanderers Detracters imitating Cham. The weeping Woods of Happy Araby Despise sweet Gardens and delicious Bowrs Perfuming Heav'n with odoriferous flowrs And greedy light vpon the loath som quarters Of som late Lopez o● such Romish Martyrs Or as a young vnskilfull Painter raw Doth carel●sly the fairest features draw In any face and yet too neerely marks Th' vn pleasing blemish of deformed marks As lips too-great or hollowness of eys Or sinking nose or such indecencies Euen so th' vngodly Sonns of Leasings Father With black Obliuions sponge ingrately smother Fair Vertues draughts and cast despightfully On the least sinns the venom of the ey Fru●p others faults and trumpet in all ages The lightest trips of greatest Personages Like scoffing C●am that impudently viewd His Fathers shame and most profanely-lewd With scornefull laughter grace-les thus began To infamize the poor old drunken man Com brethren com com quickly and beholde His speech to his Brethren seeing his Fathers nakednes This pure controuler that so oft contrould Vs without cause see how his bed he soyls See how the wine his master now recoyls By 's mouth and eys and nose and brutely lo To all that com his naked shame doth showe Ah shame-less beast both brethren him reproov'd Both chiding thus both with iust anger moov'd Their discreet behauiour Vnnaturall villain monster pestilent Vnworthy to behold the firmament Where absent we thou ought'st haue hid before With thine owne Cloak but with thy silence more Thy Fathers shame whom age strong wine and grief Haue made to fall but once in all his life Thou barkest first and sporting at the matter Proclaim'st his fault on infamies Theater And saying this turning their sight a-side Their hoarie Fathers nakedness they hide When wine had wrought this good old-man awook Noah awaked curseth Cham and his posterity blesseth Sem and Iaphet their Issue Agniz'd his crime ashamed wonder-strook At strength of wine and toucht with true repentance With Prophet-mouth ganthus his Sons fore-sentence Curst be thou Cham and curst be for thy scorn Thy darling Canaan let the pearly Morn The radiant N●on and rheumy Euening see Thy neck still yoaked with Captiuitie God be with Sem and let his gracious speed Spread-wide my Iapheths fruitfull-swarming seed Error no error but a wilfull badnes An execratiō of Drunkennes described with its shamefull dangerous and detestable effects O foul defect O short O dangerous madnes That in thy rage doost harm-less Clytus smother By his deer friend Pentheus by his Mother Phrenzy that makes the vaunter insolent The talkfull blab cruell the violent The fornicator wax adulterous Th' adulterer becom incestuous With thy plagues leauen swelling all our crimes Blinde shameless sense-less quenching oftentimes The soule within itself and oft defames The holiest men with execrable blames And as the Must beginning to re-boyl Makes his new vessels wooden bands re-coyl Lifts-vp his lees and spews with fuming vent From his Tubs ground his scummy excrement So ruin'st thou thine hoast and foolishly From his harts bottom driv'st all secrecy But hadst thou neuer don O filthy poyson More mischief heer but thus bereft of reason This Vertues Module rather Vertues best We ought thee more then Death it self detest FINIS BABYLON THE II. PART OF THE II. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Th' Antithesis of Blest and Cursed States Subiect to Good and Euill Magistrates Nimrod vsurps His prowes-full Policy To gain himself the Goal of Souerainty BABEL begun To stop such out-rages There God confounds the builders Languages Tongues excellent the Hebrue first and Best Then Greek and Latin and aboue the rest Th' Arabian Toscan Spanish French and Dutch And Ours are Honoured by our Author much O Happy people where good Princes raign A preface repre senting the selici tie happy estate of Cōmon-weales gouerned by good and prudent Princes the misery of those that liue in subiection vnto Tyrants which the Poet very fitly proposeth as his introduction to the life and Manners of Nimrod Who tender publike more then priuate gain Who vertue 's patrons and the plagues of vice Hate Parasites and harken to the wise Who self-commanders rather sin suppress By self-examples then by rigorousnes Whose inward-humble outward Maiesty With Subiects loue is guarded loyally Who Idol-not their pearly Scepters glory But knowe themselues set on a lofty story For all the world to see and censure too So not their lust but what is iust they do But 't is a hell in hatefull vassalage Vnder a Tyrant to consume ones age A self-shav'n Dennis or a Nero fell Whose cursed Courts with bloud and incest swell An Owl that flyes the light of Parliaments And State-assemblies iealous of th' intents Of priuate tongues who for a pastime sets His Peers at ods and on their fury whe●s Who neither faith honour nor right respects Who euery day new Officers erects Who brooks no learned wise nor valiant subiects But daily crops such vice-vp braiding obiects Who worse then Beasts or sauage monsters been Spares neither mother brother kiff norkin Who though round fenç'● with gard of armed Knights A-many moc he sea●s then he affrights Who taxes strange extorts and ●aniball Gnawes to the bones his wretched Subiects all Print O Heavn's king in our Kings harts a zeal A Prayer sitted to the former discourse and giuing entry to that which followeth First of thy lawes then of their publik weal And if our Countries now Po-poysoned phrase Or now-contagion of corrupted daies Leaue any tract of Nimrodizing there O! cancell it that they may euery where In stead of Babel build Ierusalem That lowd my Muse may eccho vnder them YER Nimrod had attain'd to twise six yeers Nimrods exercises essays to to make himselfe Master of the rest He tyranniz'd among his strippling-peers Out-stript his equals and in happy howr Layd the foundations of his after-powr And bearing Reeds for Scepters first he raigns In Prentice-Princedom ouer sheep-heard Swains Then knowing well that whoso ayms illuster At fancied bliss of Empires awfull lustre In valiant acts must pass the vulgar sort Or mask at least in louely Vertues Port He spends not night on beds of down or feathers Nor day in tents but hardens to all weathers His youthfull limbs and takes ambitiously A rock for Pillow Heav'n for Canapey In stead of softlings iests and iollities He ioyes in Iousts and manly exercises His dainty cates a fat Kids trembling flesh Scarcefully slain luke-warm and bleeding fresh Then with one breath he striueth to attain A Mountains top that ouer-peers the Plain Perseuerance in painfull and laborious exercises of Nimrod growne gracious with the people Against the stream to cleaue the rowling ridges Of Nimph-strong floods that haue born down their bridges Running vnrean'd with swift rebounding sallies A-cross the rocks within the narrow vallies To ouertake the dart

Prince May'st thou surmount all those in Excellence Which haue before thee Rul'd th' hard-ruled Scots And ruder Picts painted with Martiall spots That first Fergusius glory of his dayes Ev'nus and Donald may enuy thy Praise And even the Scott'sh or rather th' Hebrew Dauid Iesses great son so holily-behaved Give place to thy Renown and therewithall Give thee his Zeal and Heart heroïcall And all his best which doth thee best belong As he hath given thee his sweet Harp and Song THOVGH profane service of Idolatry Had drown'd the whole Earth vniversally Though shame-less sin born with the COLONIES Through all the World through all did Tyrannize Yet in Chaldea was their chiefest Seat Their strength in Shinaar and that City great Built on the slymy strand of Euphrates Was the proud Palace where they held their Feasts So that even Sem's and Heber's sacred Ligne Where God his grace yet seemed to confine Sucking the Sin-bane of Assyrian aire Did like the Heathen every day impaire Simile Forgot the true God followed rashly-rude The gross grand Error of the multitude Degeneriz'd decay'd and withered quight Likesom rare Fruit-Tree over-topt with spight Of Bryers and Bushes which it sore oppress With the sowr shadow of their Thorny tress Till choakt withall it dies as they do growe And beareth nought but Moss and Misseltoe But God desirous more for vs then him The Calling of Abraham In som one stock to saue Faith's sacred stem Like as before from the All-drowning Flood He sav'd the worlds seed in an Ark of wood Marks Abram for his owne and from false Rites To men to Beasts to Stocks to Stones to Sprights Him gratiously to his owne Service drawes Not by meer Conduct of exteriour cause As by contempling th' Artship richly-rare Which gilds the Seeling of this Globe so fair Earthsfruitfull power producing goodly-green From so small seeds so huge and mighty Treen Flowrs fragrant aier so fresh and divers-died Seas foaming Course whose ever-Tilting Tide Ebbing or flowing is confin'd to Season Bounded with lists guided with reans of Reason But by the motion of his Spirit which seals In our hearts Centre what his word reveals And prudently in his fit time and place Dispensing frankly his free gifts of Grace Doth inwardly bear-witnes and aver-it Vnder our Spirits that'●is God's Holy Spirit The sacred Faith of Abram languisht not In Idleness but alwayes waakt and wrought The fruits of a true faith and the effect thereof And ever lively brought forth Patience Humility Hope Bounty Innocence Love fervent Zeal Repentance Temperance Sincerity and true Perseverance Fruits that like Load-stones haue avertue given Through Faith to draw their Father-Tree to Heav'n And guide the soules to God the spring of life Of 's kins-man Lot and Sara his deer Wife Who with him following the Almighti's call Wend to the strand where Iordans course doth craul Their owne deer Country willingly forsake And true-religious less account do make Of goods and lands and quiet-lifes content Than of an end-les friend-les Bannishment O sacred ground of Vertu 's sole perfection O shield of Martyrs Prophets sure direction Soule 's remedy O contrite heart's Restorer Tears-wiping tame-grief Hopes guide hunting horror Path of Salvation Pledge of Immortality O lively FAITH through thy admired quality How many wonders doost thou work at once When from Sin 's slumbers thou hast waakt vs once And made vsmly in our spirits conceiue Beauties that never outward eyes perceiue Alas said Abram must I needs forgoe Natural conside rations to haue stopped the Iourney of Abraha These happy fields where Euphrates doth flowe Heer first I drew this vitall air and pleas'd With my births news my Mothersthroes I eas'd Heer from her tender brest as soft as silk My tender gums suckt my first drop of milk Heer with the pleasure of mine infant-smile Her Cares and Cumbers I did oft beguile Heer my chaste Sisters Vnkles Aunts and Kin My prity prattling haue delighted in Heer many a time I want only haue clung And on my Fathers wrinkled neck haue hung Heer I haue past my Lad-age fait and good Heer first the soft Down on my chin did bud Heer I haue learn'd Heav'ns Motions and the nature And various force of Fire Air Earth and Water Heer I haue show'n the noblest tokens forth Both of my Mindes and of my Bodies worth Heer I have spent the best part of mine age Heer I possess a plentious Heritage Heer I haue got me many friends and fame And by my Deeds attain'd a glorious Name And must I hence and leaue this certain state To roam vncertain like a Runnagate O're fearfull Hils and thorough foaming Torrents That rush-down Mountains with their roring currents In dreadfull Desarts where Heav'ns hottest beam Shall burn without within vs Thirst extream And gloomy Forrests full of ghastly fear Of yelling Monsters that are dwelling there To seek a Country God knowes where and whither Whose vnknowen name hath yet scarce sounded hither With staff in hand and wallet at our back From Town to Town to beg for all we lack To guise ourselues like counterfaiting Ape To th' guise of Men that are but Men in shape T' haue briefly nothing properly our owne In all the World no not our Grave-place knowen Is' t possible I should endure to see The sighs and tears my friends will shed for me O! can I thus my Native soyl forsake O! with what words shall I my farwell take Farwell Chaldea deer delights adieu Friends Brothers Sisters farwell all of you Farwell for ever Can I thus alas Rudely vnwinde me from the kinde embrace Of their deer arms that will me faster holde 2. Comparisons Than trembling Ivie doth the Oak enfolde Or then the Vine doth with her crawling spray The boughs of Elm her limber limbs to stay Can I expose with perill of my life Th' vn-vulgar beauties of my vertuous wife To the none-sparing lust of that loose Nation That brutely burns in all abhomination Besides what rigour nay what paricide To hale from Tygris shoat to Iordans side A weak olde-man a man so weak and olde He scarse can creep without our help and holde Yet 't must be so for so the Lord commands His resolution aboue al discour se of reason A carnall man on carnal reason stands But for all Reasons Faith suffizeth me Who lodge with God can never House-less be Then cheerly marcht he on and though the age And death of Terah slow'd his pilgrimage Therest of His he doth conduct in fine To Canaan since called Palaestine Where God pours down such flouds of goods vpon them The great blessing of God on his obedience And bountiously bestowes such blessings on-them That their abundance shortly seems t' exceed God's Promises and their desires indeed Their fruitfull Heards that hill and dale do haunt Resemble not the breed of th' Elephant Which slowe in coupling and in calving more Pyning her Master so long time

instantly shalt rue If e'r you saw at Sea in Summer weather Simile A Galley and a Caraque cope togither How th' one steers quick and th' other veers as slowe Lar-boord and star-boord from the poop to prowe This on the winde that on her Owres relies This daunteth most and that most damnifies You may conceaue this Fight th' huge Polypheme Stands stifly shaking his steel-pointed beam Dauid dooth trauerse round about him light Forward and back to th' left hand and the right Steps in and out now stoops anon he stretches Then he recoyls on either hand he reaches And stoutly-actiue watching th' aduerse blowes In euery posture dooth himself dispose As when at Cock-pit two old Cocks doo fight Simile Bristling their plumes and red with rage do smight With spurs and beak bounding at euery blowe With fresh assaults freshing their fury so That desperate in their vn yeelding wrath Nothing can end their deadly fewd but death The Lords about that on both sides do bet Look partially when th' one the Field shall get And trampling on his gaudie plumed pride His prostrate Fo with bloody spurs bestride With clanging Trumpet and with clapping wing Triumphantly his Victory to sing So th' Hebrew Hoast and so the Heathen stranger Not free from fear but from the present danger Behold with passion these two Knights on whom They both haue wagerd both their Fortunes sum And either side with voice and gesture too Hartens and cheers their Champion well to doo So earnest all that almost euery one Seems euen an Actor not a looker-on All feel the Skirmish twixt their Hope and Fear All cast their eyes on this sad Theater All on these two depend as very Founders Of their good Fortune or their Fates Confounders O Lord said DAVID as he whirld his Sling Be bowe and Bowe-man of this shaft I fling With sudden flerk the fatal hemp le ts go The humming Flint which with a deadly blowe Pearç't instantly the Pagans ghastly Front As deep as Pistol-shot in boord is wont The villain 's sped cries all the Hebrew band Goliah overthrowne The Dog the Atheist feels Gods heauy hand Th' Isacian Knight seeing the blowe stands still Fro th' Tyrants wound his ruddy soule doth trill As from a crack in any pipe of Lead That conuoyes Water from some Fountaines head Simile Hissing in th' Aire the captiue Stream doth spin In siluer threds her crystall humorthin The Giant wiping with his hand his wound Cries tush 't is nothing but eft soones the ground Sunk vnder him his face grew pale and wan And all his limbs to faint and fail began Thrice heaues he vp his head it hangs as fast And all a-long lies Isaac's dread at last Couering a rood of Land and in his Fall Simile Resembles right a lofty Tower or Wall Which to lay leuel with the humble soil A hundred Miners day and night doo toil Till at the length rushing with thundrous roar It ope a breach to th' hardy Conquerour Then two lowd cries a glad and sad were heard Wherwith reviv'd the vaunting Tyrant stird Re-summoning vnder his weak Controule The fainting Remnants of his flying Soule And to be once more buckling yer he dies With blowe for blowe he striues in vain to rise Such as in life such in his death he seems For euen in death he curses and blasphemes And as a Curre that cannot hurt the flinger Simile Flies at the stone and biteth that for anger Goliah bites the ground and his owne hands As Traytors false to his fel hearts commands Then the Hebrew Champion heads the Infidel With his own sword and sends his soule to Hell Pagans disperse and the Philistian swarms Haue armes for burthen and haue flight for armes Danger behinde and shame before their face Rowting themselues although none giue them chase Armi-potent Omnipotent my God Dauids Thanksgiving for the victory O let thy Praise fill all the Earth abroad Let Izrael through Thee victorious now Incessant songs vnto thy Glory vow And let me Lord said DAVID euer chuse Thee sole for subiect of my sacred Muse. O wondrous spectacle vnheard-of-Sight The Monster 's beaten-down before the Fight A Dwarf a Sheepheard conquers euen vn-armd A Giant fell a famous Captain armd From a fraile Sling this Battery neuer came But 't was the Breach of a Tower-razing Ram This was no cast of an vncertain Slinger 'T was Crosse-bow-shot rather it was the finger Of the All-mightie not this hand of mine That wrought this work so wondrous in our eyne This hath Hee done that by a woman weake Can likewise stone the stout Abimelech Therefore for euer singing sacred Layes I will record his glorious Power and Praise Then Iacob's Prince him ioyfully imbraces Prefers to honours and with fauours graces Imployes him farre and nigh and farre and neere From all sad cares he doth his Soueraigne cleere In Camp he curbs the Pagans arrogance In Court he cures the Melancholy Trance That toyls his soule and with his tunefull Lyre Effect● of Musick Expels th' ll Spirit which doth the body tyre For with her sheath the soule commerce frequents And acts her office by his instruments After his pipe she dances and againe The body shares her pleasure and her paine And by exchange reciprocally borrowes Some measure of her solace and her sorrowes Th' Eare doore of knowledge with sweete warbles pleas'd Sends them eft soones vnto the Soule diseas'd With darke black rage our spirits pacifies And calmly cools our inward flame that fries So O Tyrtéus changing Harmonie Examples of the same Thy Rowt thou changest into Victorie So O thrice-famous Princely Pellean Holding thy hart 's re●nes in his Tune-full hand Thy Timothie with his Melodious skill Armes and dis-armes thy Worlds-drad arme at will And with his Phrygian Musicke makes the same As Lion fierce with Dorik milde as Lambe So while in Argos the chaste Violon For 's absent Soueraigne doth graue-sweetly groan Queen Clytemnestra doth resist th' alarmes Of lewd Aegysthus and his lustfull Charmes So at the sound of the sweet-warbling brasse The Prophet rapting his soule 's soule a space Refines him selfe and in his fantasie Graues deep the seal of sacred Prophesie For if our Soule be Number some so thought It must with number be refreshed oft Or made by Number so I yeeld to sing We must the same with some sweet Numbers bring To some good Tune euen as a voice sometime Simile That in its Part sings out of tune and time Is by another voice whose measur'd straine Custome and Arte confirms brought in again It may be too that DAVIDS sacred Ditty Quickned with Holy-Writ and couched witty Exorcist-like chaç't Natures cruel Fo Who the Kings soule did tosse and torture so How e'r it were He is in euery thing A profitable seruant to the King Who enuious yet of his high Feats and Fame His Faith and Fortitude distrusts the same And the diuine Torch

them that her vpbrought Like to the gratefull stork that gathereth meat And brings it to her elders for to eate And on a firtree high with Boreas blowne Giues life to those of whom she had her owne But if she might som howre from trauell quite At vacant time it was her chief delyte To read the scriptures where her faithfull minde Might confort of the heav'nly Manna finde Somtime she broyded on the canuas gall Som bird or breast or A egle or Elephant tall While subtely with siluer nedle fine She works on cloth som history diuine Heer Lot escaping the deuouring fire From sinnefull Zodom shortly doth retire To Segor where his wife that was vnwitty Cast back her eye to see the sinnefull Citty And for her mis-beliefe God plagued the falt Transforming her into a Pillar of salt Here she Susannaes story viuely wrought How neer she was to execution brought And yet how God the secret did disclose And made the mischief fall vpon her foes Here Iosephs story stands with wondrous art And how he left his cloke and not his heart To his lasciuious Dame and rather chose The Prison then her armes him to enclose Her cruell I●phte with his murdring knife To keep his vow bereaues his daughters life Her trauell done her lute she then assayes And vnto God she sings immortall prayes Not following those that plyes their thriftles pain In wanton vearse and wastefull ditties vain Thereby t' entrap great men with luring looks But as the greedy fisher layes his hooks Alongst the coste to catch som mighty fish More for his gain then holesom for the dish Of him that byes euen so these sisters braue Haue louers mo then honest may dens haue But none are burnt with their impudent flame Saue fooles and light lunatikes voyd of shame Of vertue only perfect loue doth growe Whos 's first beginning though it be more slowe Then that of lust and quickens not so fast Yet sure it is and longer time doth last The straw en kendles soone and slakes again But yron is slowe and long will hot remain Thus was the holy Iudiths chaste renowne So happily spred through Israell vp and down That many a man disdaind the damsels fine With Iewels rich and haire in golden twine To serue her beuty yet Loues firy dart Could neuer vnfriese the frost of her chaste hart But as the Diamant byds the hammer strong So she resisted all her suters long Vnminded euer for to wed but rather To spend her dayes with her beloued father Till at the last her parents with great care Withstood her will and for her did prepare Manasses one who was of noble race Both rich and faire as well of sprite as face Her mariage then was not a slight contract Mariage Of secret billes but by a willing act Before her friends The chaunce that once befell To wandring Dina may be witnesse well That secret mariage that to fewe is kend Doth neuer lead the louers to good end For of our bodies we no power may clame Except our parents do confirme the same Then see how loue so holily begunne Between these two so holy a race they runne This chaste young-man and his most chastest wife As if their bodies twain had but one life What th' one did will the other will'd no lesse As by one mouth their wils they do expresse And as a stroke giuen on the righter eye Offends the left euen so by Sympathie Her husbands dolours made her hart vnglad And Iudiths sorrowes made her husband sad Manasses then his wife would not controule Tyranniously but look how much the soule Exceeds the corse and not the corse doth grieue But rather to preserue it and relieue So Iudith with Manasses did accorde In tender loue and honourde him as Lord. Their house at home so holy was to tell It seemd a Church and not a priuate Cell No seruant there with villain iestes vncouth Was suffered to corrupt the shamefast youth No ydle drunkard nor no swearing wight Vnpunisht durst blaspheme the Lord of might No pleasant skoffer nor no lying knaue No dayly Dycer nor no Ruffian braue Had there abode but all the seruants weare Taught of their Rulers Gods eternall feare Manasses he who saw that in his time All iustice was corrupt with many-a cryme And that the most peruers and ignorant For money or fauour would none office want Of high estate refusde all publike charge Contenting him with ease to liue at large From Court and Palace free from worldly pelfe But since he thought him borne not for himself But also that som charge he ought to bear For confort of his friends and countrey dear Yet did he more not being magistrate For publike weale then men of more estate So that his house was euen the dwelling due Of Iustice and his mouth a sentence true Th' afflicted poore he dayly did defend And was the widowes ayde and tutor kend To Orphelines and was the whole support And chief conforter of the godly sort The vain desire of Indian treasures great Made neuer his ship to sayl nor oar to beat The greedy hope of gain with ventrous daunger Made neuer his sword be drawen to serue the stranger He neuer sold within the wrangling Barre Deceitfull clatters causing clients Iarre But quietly manurde his little feild And took th' encrease therof that time did yeilde He sowde and planted in his proper grange Vpon som sauage stock som frutry strange The ground our common Dame he vndermines On stake and ryce he knits the crooked vines And snoddes their bowes so neither hote nor cold Might him from labour in the chamber hold But once as he beheld his haruest train With crooked Circle cutting downe the grain The sunne a distillation on him sent Whereof he dyed his soule to heauen it went He that the number of the leaues could cast That in Nouember fals by winter blast He that could tell the drops of rain or slete That Hyad Orion or Pleiades wete Sheds on the ground that man might only tell What tears from Iudiths eyes incessant fell What treasure and golde and what he left her tho VVidowhead In place of pleasure caused all her woe The sight of them made her in heart recorde Their olde possessor and her louing Lord. Though she had had asmuch of gold and good As Lydia Land or Tagus golden flood Yet losing him of treasure she was bare For whom all other treasures causde her care Yet in this state she stoutly did sustain Like patient Iob contempning all her pain Three times the Sunne returned had his prime Since this befell and yet the sliding time That wonted is to wear walloes away Could neuer for his death her dolour stay But alwayes in som black attire she went Right modestly and liv'd on little rent Deuout she was and most times sole and sad With dole in heart and mourning vesture clad Out shedding tears as doth the turtle doue On withred stalke that wails her