braines confuz'd as in a maze are led Darke vnbeliefe thy cloudy sence hath fed The heauenly light thou canst not well discerne From Sodome first to loose thy selfe dost learne In all the earth that euer eye did see How well these men we may compare to thee But stay whilst they about the world are seeking Paradise discribed To find the Garden Adam had in keeping My sacred Muse with lofty nimble flight On Paradise the place it selfe doth light From Rome transported tyrant of the west To Nimrods Tower within the orient east Neere Eden plaste within Assiria land On Euphrates and Tygris goodly strand By Babilon first Empresse of the earth Mother of Arts most glorious in her birth Whose towring fame as Monarch of the world Where golden flouds in siluer streames haue purld My sences wrapt in admirations wonder To thinke how she hath all the world brought vnder Making her seate the glory of her time Franciscus Iunius Curtius Plinui Solinus Braue star of Fortune subiect of my Rime Heere was the seate the likeliest place indeede Where Ene at first did of the Apple feede By learned iudgement of those worthy men Whose high desart fames lofty quill doth pen Which far and neere about the world haue ventred And but at last within her walls haue entred O Paradise that first our Parents stai'd Ptol Geor. lib 65. chap. 20 strabo lib. 16 Vntill such time Gods will they disobay'd How far my pen doth of thy worth come vnder Mirrour of earth of all the world the wonder Where sacred Thetis from her louely lap Hath power'd her treasures much inrich't thy hap Which Euphrates and Tigris hath combin'd Their Source deuided in foure parts to winde About thy borders as heauens dearest worke Within thy bowels glide along and lurke Venting such Iewels as were neuer found A welcome tribute to thy holy ground Nature her selfe hath much impald thy head plin lib. 2 Chap. 1â—6 And wreath'd thy browes as fortune hath her led With such a ridge of rocky mountaines small To hemme thee in as with a sacred wall Vpon the top toward the east still there stands A smoky hill which sends forth fiery brands Gfburning oyle from hels infernall deepe Much like the sword the tree of life did keepe Deuinest land the sunne hath euer seene How fortunate thrice happy hast thou beene To haue that God which fram'd the world and all Frequent thy walkes before thy fearefull fall Yet as thou art and as thou dost remaine The totall earth on on euery side dost staine Where can a man in all this world below Find Bdelium that pleasant tree to grow Whose fragrant branches sweet delightfull fruite And lofty height hath made my sences mute The Onix stone and other things to bide In all the earth scarce in one place beside How is thy ground exceeding rich and faire A region seasoned with a temperate aire Thy channels crawling full of golden Ore The fruitful'st soile that e're the earth yet bore Neptune himselfe with foure great riuers greeing To deck the bosome which gaue Adam being Vpon thy temples all their treasures powr'd And all their wealth at once vpon thee showr'd After the floud when all the world was kild In Noahs time there man began to build When hauing rambled in the sacred keele About the world on euery side did feele Thy fragrant scent so pleasing rich and neate Of all the earth to make thy Throne their seate Heere was religion planted in her prime The golden age and infancy of time When mans worst actions like the Turtle Doue In all the world was little else but loue Deere Paradise how famous was thy name When God himselfe crected first thy frame Endude thy Land with such things in it set As time for euer neuer can forget The fabling Prayses of Elizium fields The Turkes Eutopia nothing to it yeelds The Paradise of Romes fantastike braine Is but a iest a little wealth to gaine And Aladeules with his place of pleasure Comes far behind and still is short of measure Worth honor grace when brought into comparâ— With this so rich and glorious garden rare The persian fancies of their heauenly land In sight of this not able is to stand The world it selfe and all that is therein I could forsake that very place to win And all the greatest Kingdomes euer found But dung and trash to that most holy ground The lofty walls were all of lasper built Lin'd thick with gould and couered rich with gui Like a quadrangle seated on a hill With twelue braue gates the curious eye to fill The sacred luster as the glistring Zoane And euery gate fram'd of a seuerall stone On stately columes reared by that hand Which grau'd the world and all that in it stand The Chalsedony and the Iacinth pure The Emrald greene which euer will endure The Sardonix and purple Amethist The Azurd burnish't Saphire is not mist The Chrisolite most glorious to behold And Tophaze stone which shines as beaten gold The Chrisophrasus of admired worth The Sardius Berill seldome found on earth The dores thereof of siluer'd Pearle most white Do shew that none by wrong oppression might Be crost by cunning wringing wresting guile By wicked plodding in all actions vile By foule offences like base enuy faste Can passe the dores but those are pure and chaste That sweete Disciple which the Gospell wrate Reu. 21. 10. to ihe 6. verse of the 22. chap. And lent at supper when Christ lesus sate Vpon the bosome of his Lord and King He from the heauens this Paradise did bring Perus'd the walls and view'd the same within Describ'd it largely all our loues to win The christall riuer with the Tree of Life Gods deerest lamb and sacred Spouse his wife The various fruits that in the garden growes And all things else which in aboundance flowes Hath rapt my sence to thinke how God at first Fram'd all for Adam and his of-spring curst To come within how can we but admire Why should our minds to view the same a spire It being sacred tipe of heauen it selfe Our sinfull thoughts worse then the vilest pelfe That all diuine by God himselfe first wrought Aboue the Cloudes and then by Angels brought Simile Like to an Infant in his timely birth Into the Church and plaste vpon this earth The midwife there which did attend the same Was deare Vrania that braue noble Dame Whose glorious worth my weakenesse can't rehearse Queene of the Muses Soueraigne of my verse But yet Vrania be not bold to pry Into the secrets of this treasury Lock't vp from vs and bard from all to enter Where none but thee may without danger venter Least thy great God thou tracest in thy step Should from the Heauens downe on a sudden leap As if from sleepe he had beene rowz'd and waked And find thy selfe like Eue and Adam naked Adam what made thee fearefully to hide Entangled in the allurement of thy
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
in their holy furious rage Aduentured forth with admiration grace But to behold thy ancient sacred face And none of them as yet haue euer found Or came in sight of thy most heauenly ground Which farre in Eden in the orient lies Vnfit for man to see with sinfull eyes Some men there be which are perswaded plaine Papistes Bellermine and others That reall place doth to this day remaine Where holy Enoch deare Elias pure And Iohn the Saint shall till doomes day endure In far more pleasures then can be exprest Their bodies liuing with their soules at rest Transported safe within that sacred wall But in what climate of this spacious Ball The same should be far in the aire haue gaz'd Their learning knowledge wits and all amaz'd The goodly Region in the Sirian land Esay 7 3. Iulian Tzet ad â—uo pag. 100 Hierâ—com in Eze. lib. 8 Is thought the place wherein the same did stand Where rich Damascus at this day is built And Habels bloud by Caine was after spilt The wondrous beauty of whose fruitfull ground The great content which some therein haue found The sweete encrease of that delightfull soile Yeelding a world with little care and toile The dammaske Roses and the fragrant flowers The louely fields and pleasant arbour'd bowers And euery thing that in aboundance breede Haue made some thinke this was the place indeede Where God at first did on the earth abide With holy Adam and his louely Bride And some there be that in the Orient waded Barbasa Which to this day are certainely perswaded The goodly land that farre in India lies Whose rich renowne through all the world now flyes Vnder the Line and famous Zeilan call'd On euery side with mighty Neptune wal'd May be the place where first our Parents stai'd The earth it selfe with all heauens gifts arai'd Besides the treasures of that pleasant land Linschotten An Corsali The fruitfull regions in the same which stand The goodly riuers and braue mounting hills Sweete temperate aire on euery side that fills The downy plaines with such a fragrant smell As winged fame vnto our eares doth tell The spicy Trees and braue delightfull flowers The dainty walkes and guilt aspiring towers And all things else that man can well desire Or discontent of nature may require Long life of dayes plenty of cates and cheere All which she powers as on her daling deere Within her lap hath plaste a wonder strange For euery man which to that place shall range Perswading all that euer saw the same That Eue and Adam forth from thence first came Iust the midst of this delicious land Within the center of the same doth stand A lofty mount whose top doth pierce the skies And round about on euery side there lies The goodliest plaine which euer man beheld That foure foote deepe with water fresh is fild And eighteene miles in bredth the same is ouer Simile Much like the Sea from Calis strand to Douer Vpon the top of this admired hill Maffrus lib. 5. Stands yet a Table fixed firmely still Of sollid stone that long time there hath beene In which the forme of Adams foote is seene The Mores beleeuing that that stamp and print Was first by him indented on the flint The mount it selfe Piramid like is built Vpon whose top are stately buildings guilt Plenty of wealth of rarest iewels store The height thereof full twenty miles and more The people all on euery side which dwell Haue still affirm'd and for a truth doe tell That this indeede was Paradise at first Whose fatall fruit made all of vs accurst And to this day hath superstition led Vertoman lib. 3. Chap. 4 A world of Pilgrims with blind errour fed By Mahomet that antechristian beast Which Paradise plaste in the radiant east Whose fond conceits of this religious place Made some men come three thousand miles apace With great deuotion extreme labour paine To wash their sins within this miry plaine Thinking the water in this vally lies Distil'd at first from Eue and Adams eyes When great with griefe and far surcharg'd with teares They shed so much as all the ground heere beares In woe bewayling of their wilfull sins The ioyfull end where true content begins From sin first wash't then vp the hill they clime With labours great in prayers spend their time And sacrifize to Mauors God their fill Which plaste their feete vpon this holy hill Though their mistakings may be wail'd and blam'd Yet Adams hill the lofty mount is nam'd And that which better may confirme their hope That this indeede vnder heauens starry cope Of all the earth may be the likeliest place Where Adam first receiu'd his great disgrace Not farre from hence is seene a flaming hill Of euery man cald Balananus still Which sends forth smoake and hideous brands of fire Threatning the clowds and elements to tire Much like the sword the tree of life did guard As if with heauen the earth and all it ward This makes them thinke confirmes their fancies more Then all the rest I told you of before But if in India on this famous mount Adam at first receiued his sacred count And so from thence his fruitfull spawne at last Vpon the face of all the earth are cast What may we thinke of that renowned hill Whose matchlesse fame full all the world doth fill Within the midst of Ethiopia fram'd In Africa and Amara still man'd Where all the Gods may sit them downe and dine Iust in the East and vnderneath the line Pomona Ceres Venus Iuno chast And all the rest their eyes haue euer cast Vpon this place so beautifull and neate Of all the earth to make it still their seate A christall riuer downe to Nilus purl'd Wonder of Nature Glory of this world Deere Amara thy amorous name doth cite My lowly pen thy lofty prayse to write If all the world and all therein were mine All were to weake to match themselues with thine In all the earth and all the rest to loose Thy seat to loue instead of all I de choose There are the Temples couered all with guilt The Pallaces and glorious buildings built A Library so famous rich and round As that the like on earth was neuer found There are the Muses and the learned Nymphes The royall issue and the best borne Imppes The seed of kings vpon thy body nurst The Preet himselfe kept long within the first Admired mount how hast thou in all ages Beene still renownde for rarest personages Thy treasures rich beyond compare that lyes Within thy wals may dazle both mine eyes Two famous Queenes in Maiesty and grace With Lawrell boughs haue much adornd thy face As if themselues with Nature did combine To wreath thy browes with sacred worke diuine The first of those was faire Magueda cald Braue gallant Queene within thy towre instald 1. King 10. to 11. That let the rest and wenther selfe to see 2. Chro. 9.
life To wander Grope as in the darke be lost And farthest off from that they ayme at most The sacred luster of Gods Word diuine The Gospels truth which ore the Earth doth shine The Son of Peace Christ Iesus being borne Whose glorious Light doth all the World adorne Haue made Man blind and dazled both his eyes To see that Ioy which in the Scripture lies When many dayes were past away and spent Finding at last they mist of their intent And that their toyle and trauell to their paine Was frustrate quite their labour still in vaine Much discontented for their sad mishap Yet once againe vpon the walls they rap Then weepe and howle lament yearne cry and call But still no helpe nor answer had at all Perplext in mind and dazled with the light With griefe and care distempered in their sight Amazed both iust as the wind them blew To Paradise they bad their last adew Like those are Moapt with wandring hither thither Simile From thence they went thēselues they knew not whither The Crosses griefes vexations troubles care Befell them after with their hungry fare Stragling about abiding in no place And Discontent vpon their late disgrace The angry Heauens for many dayes that lowred The sable clouds which sulphury showres downe powred The very Earth combining with them both Strange hideous sights of irkesome Lights vncouth The Elements as all together bent Against mans Sin themselues in sunderrent The Sunne asham'd the inconstant angry Moone Began to wane sending a Night at Noone Surcharg'd with Sorrowes no where now to rest Their griefes more great then can be well exprest The discontent some say which Adam found Comment in Cabalist vidi Reuch lib. 1. Being expulst out of that holy Ground By Eues foule error to be thus disgra'ste Made Him the World his Wife and all distaste And like a Hermit in his wandring weedes Simile On little else but griefe and sorrow feedes Repentant thoughts are harbour'd in his brest His Mind impatient finds no place to rest But to the East from Paradise doth run Towards the rising of the morning Sun Heere heere Alas his tender dazled sight With the great splendor of that glorious light Whose matchlesse grace when vp to Heauen it enters Simile Much like a Queene forth from her Chamber venters Climes vp the Skies and tramples on the Aire With cheerefull lookes in glittring Robes most faire Prances about in no place long it bides Viewes all the World on euery side it rides The radiant Rayes which sparkled in his face Made Adam thinke that God was in that place With this conceit he tarries in no coast But on he goes and all in hast doth poast Ore Hill and Dale with toyle vexation paine Like Siciphus that labours still in vaine Simile To roule a stone against a monstrous Mount His griefe more great then any man can count Finds to his cost his trauell to no end His weary works all to no purpose tend So on he runs on nothing else doth dreame Vntill he came at Ganges watry streame And as before ore many a little Riuer He made a way vp to his Heart and Liuer So in this streame hoping the same to win He enters bold and wades vp to his chin Heere is a Barre in superstions way Too deepe a rubbe to make his fury stay For all his hast he can no further passe By Ganges coast like to a Wall of brasse simile Where he is forst to try his vtmost skill Against the streame he striues and labours still Vntill by Practise with his actiue limbs A Mile or two vpon the waues he swims But yet too farre in absence of his Wife May breede a skarre and hazard so his life Thus discontented with that watry wall The griefe conceiued of his dismall fall The losse of her that late before he lost When as he thought to passe to God in post Himselfe alone bewayling of his sins To true Repentance faithfully begins And as some say did Circumcize himselfe Washt all his Skin bemir'd in durty pelfe Forsakes the World for certaine dayes did stand Within the streame and neuer came at land Vntill his flesh from top to toe was seene With cold and froath all ouergrowne with greene Then God which late vpon his fault did frowne Now smiles againe and sendeth Raziel downe One of the three in sacred Roabes of Light That euer stand before the most of might Since Sathiel one of their number fell From highest Heauens vnto the lowest Hell Michael Gabriel this Raziel stood Still to this day the sole Archangels good This noble Angell brings those tidings glad And cheeres the Man to be no more so sad Tells him that God is not with him offended But with the Diuell which first his Reason blinded That his Repentance purchast hath his peace From further Pennance wil'd him to surcease Although of Sin he hath beene once detected Yet his good will was in the Heauens accepted Bad him goe seeke and comfort vp his Wife People the World and liue a ioyfull Life The Messenger that from the Heauens descended To bring these tidings vp againe Ascended simile Like to a flame of pure celestiall light So vanisht he from earthly Adams sight Yet some do thinke he tarried in those parts And taught the man the liberall learned Arts Was his Companion as a friendly guide Iewes and Turkes That euer kept by Adams fearefull side When he went seeking to his care and paine With extreme toyle to find his Wife againe For many yeeres within the streame did stand Whilst Eue was wandring in the Nubian Land His faithfull Angell in all stormes and weather Vntill such time he brought them both together At Araffe hill within Arabia ground This was the place where Eue her husband found Heere at this Mount they both together met And each with Ioy their louely eyes did wet With such a shower of pearely christall teares Distil'd in Loues pure Limbeck full of feares That one the other finally had mist Heere once againe they smile imbrace and kist Still to this day the reuerent feare and awe Of those which yet the Mount haue euer saw The great respect that Superstition wins ' Mongst men denout in pardon of their sins The Worlds conceit by Mahomet late nurst That Eue and Adam heere repenting first Found Peace with God vnto their soules content Built them a House in which their liues they spent Hath made the Hill admired to this day For Turkish Pilgrims euer more to pray The sacred Skirtes with goodly plaines are wal'd And at this day the Mount of Pardons cal'd No lesse admir'd is that Renowned streame By Bengala which makes all Asia dreame And fills the World with superstious guile From Easterne India to th' Atlantike I le Braue Ganges floud how doost thou draw together Fierce warlike Nations mustring hether thether Captiu'st them all fettred within thy bankes To wade within thee yeeld
and his store That man I say I le punish seuen times more Because thou shalt not need that thing to feare My badge diuine for euer thou shalt weare A fearefull Signe which whosoere shall eye But in thy face my dradfull Iudgements spye Shall see and know that I haue markt thy hide And branded thee from all the world beside Great powerfull God Creator of this Ball The heauens and earth the firmaments and all How good art thou in euery action iust Thou Habels blood beholdest in the dust Com'st downe below examinst first the deed To Iudgement then thou dost at large proceed And lest the same might chance neglected bee Thou dost thy selfe the execution see Searing Cains conscience body heart and liuer And marking him as now I tolde for euer Yet holy Father let vs know the pith The Badge and Signe that thou didst brand him with Some men there be which thinke the marke of Caine Was that foule horrid irkesome fearefull paine Scabd Leprosie or wofull falling Euill As if possessed with some spirit or Diuell Or shiuering shaking of his sturdy ioynts That euery way his body reels and poynts Feares quauers trembles in that dradfull case As most of vs haue seene before our face Or some such thing apparant to ech eye That euery man may his foule fact espye Yet what it was who sound this vaste abbisse When Reason blinde leades euery man amisse T is true the world in euery States Dominion Is now of this and then of that opinion For none aliue which on the Earth do well Can shew what 't was or yet for certaine tell But by coniecture likelyest to be guest The ground and sum of all mens Iudgements best Reueald by studie in the Arts diuine To all the Sisters learned Muses nine That Cains most fearefull punishment and marke For raking vp his brother in the darke Was that his skin was all to blackensse turn'd Like to a Coale within the fire halfe burnd simile Ah cursed Caine the scourge of all thy Race Now thou hast got a blacke and murdring face For God aboue in Iustice hath ordaind Thy ofspring all should to this day be staynd Vnto the griefe and terror of their Soules For laying Habel in could dusty mouldes No other cause the world could euer tell To make them looke as if they came from hell Amongst the diuels at euery step to start The fatall place where thou vile wretch now art Some haue alledg'd out of their brains and wit Alex Prob. Celius Rhod. The Sun himselfe to be the cause of it That in the hot and torrid burning Zone Vnder the line there Phaeton alone Must driue his Cart and teame a little hire Or else againe the world would be on fire The heate extreame their bodyes doth enflame Their flesh it parches and their stomackes tame Their blood it dries their humors all adust As if their skin were ouergrowne with rust If this be true how is it that there bee In Africa America to see Vnder the line both people white and faire As many men that now in Europe are There borne and bred by courteous Natures lawes A pregnant Signe that cannot be cause Againe the Sun with labour great and paine If that the line but once he doth attaine Though to the Earth he seemeth somewhat nigher Yet in his Spheare he mounted farre more higher More temperate there the people liue and well Then do the men vnder the Tropicks dwell And twice a yeere he vseth there to burne When once a yeere i' th Tropicks serues his turne And other men haue other Reasons found To shew the cause which to like purpose sound There be that say the drynesse of the Soile May be the cause that doth their bodies foyle To make them looke worse then a Colliers Elfe simile Much like the Diuell and cursed Cuine himselfe From top to toe from heade vnto the foote As if with grease they were besmeard and soote Vnto such men I would but know and try If the Libian desarts be not far more dry Whose people parch't the very Sun doth rost Yet are they white or tawny at the most The want of water with the Sun and Sand May be the cause that they so much are tand But yet in Negro land the people haue Of water store in euery ditch and Caue For Niger great euen from his very source Iust through the midst hath euer kept his course And all the land on euery side and round Euen like to Nilus ouerflowes the ground The drinesse of their Reason we may waue Because t is knowne they water plenty haue Those that ascribe it proper to the Earth And see vs there euen from our very birth How we and they are borne within one place And we are white and they are black and base May sit them downe and well may take a pause To thinke with vs that cannot be the cause And some there be which to this day affirme That t is the blacknesse of the Parents sperme To be the cause and for a ground it take But how came they so close a search to make If it be black which some men haue denide How came it so Imprinted on their hide That in their youth iust in their prime and bud Then is their skin as red as any bloud And in their age when perisht is their sight From top to toe they are all yellow quight And if you try to throw one in a ditch To wash him white hee 'le be as black as pitch Others there be aboue the clouds do fly To search the secrets of their destiny Whose wits and learning sure must wander farre To a Constellation or some fixed Starre I would the cause they would vnto vs teach And not to flye to farre aboue our reach Vntill which time I shall be well content To thinke it was Gods righteous punishment On cursed Caine and all his of-spring lewd For doing that which I before haue shew'd I must confesse vpon the vpper face Of this wide Ball almost in euery place Variety we see in strange attire Complexion Colour Nature and Desire Shape gesture face the belly limbs and back But none more differ then the white from black The Indian borne there where the Sun doth rise Is palefast Ashey with red flaming eyes The American which we but late haue seene Is Oliue coloured of a sad french greene The Libian dusky in his parched skin The More all tawny both without and in The Southerne man a black deformed Elfe The Northerne white like vnto God himselfe And thus we see euen still vpon the earth God shewes his workes both in our liues and birth The fatall place where Habels bloud washed Esay 7. 8. Is call'd Damascus Arams chiefest head Iem of the Earth the eye of all the East Pearle of the World where Iupiter did rest In Siria Land the goodliest Citty seene And sister to Ierusalem the Queene Eze. 23. 4 Sweete Parragon a
Medly sprang those Gyants first Gen. 6. 4. 5. 12. 13. Monsters of men that made the Earth accurst Base diuelish minds with big aspiring lookes When as a man his neighbour hardly brookes But sheds his bloud squeeseth the flesh and gall Licks vp the gore worse then a Canniball Nature prodigious in their mungrell birth Made them adord yet demy Gods on earth Whilst feare restraind the weaker men in aw To Idolize against her sacred law They spend their dayes to treade the selfe same trace Or worse if may be in this barbarous case That in the end with Brazen cotes of maile They tempt the heauens and seeke the clouds to scale To pull downe God from his triumphant throne By their damn'd Pride and hellish power alone Thus whilst oppression ouerflowes the world The little men still by the greater hurld Their states consum'd their lands and liues all spoyl'd Their cause though iust by greatnesse crost and foyl'd Themselues by others basely bought and sold And hardly vs'd as I before haue told Adam he grieues at this accursed Race Eue she laments with discontented face Both prostrate fall before the God of power To take their soules and send them happy howre So deerest Muse heere in this mortall life The Author That swarmes in troupes of those delight in strife Which neuer rest till all my state be spent But at my Ruine all their aime is bent How could I wish that my last dayes were come Or that my foes were Cardinals of Rome Or that my Peace which almost cost the best Of Lands and Life to liue in quiet rest Were granted me I car'd not which of all But in my way would fortunately fall So should I rest no liuing man annoy Or to the Heauens translate my soule with ioy But why do I cast stones against the wind Thus to disclose the secrets of my mind To waile my woes lay open all my griefe My foes wish well as Authors of it chiefe And all this while no comfort yet I haue But still fell Enuy more and more doth raue To wound my Soule with such inueterate hate As murders all to swallow vp my State O pardon me God may an Angell send To worke my Peace or else some welcome friend Conuert my Foes their Conscience touch with feares Or bring my Cause vnto my Soueraignes eares Oh then how ioyfull shall that happy howre Be to my Soule more sweet then sweetest flowre And glad me more then if I treasures found The greatest Riches on this Earthly ground My future life shall warble sacred layes To sound my God and then my Soueraignes prayse But Adam yet according to thy minde Thou dost Gods loue and all his fauours finde Though in thy youth thou wastvntimely croft When Paradise was by thy folly lost Thy first borne sonnes before thine eyes both slaine Thy daughter stole thy dayes to end in paine And worst of all that these vile Monsters base Should but descend and come from this thy Race That thou shouldst liue but to behold the sinnes The wrongs Oppressions in thâ—…â—…nd begins The Horrors Griefes Vexations howrely fall Vpon the heads of this thy of spring all And last these Gyants heauens blew vaile to rend To treade in blood without all hope to mend Made thee desire that thou thy wish mighst haue To come in Peace to this thy welcome Graue God heares thy cry and sends his Angels bright Clad in white garments of heauens sacred light Attir'd like Nymphs of chaste Dianaes traine With glistring wings a Crowne of life to gaine All to be spangled in rich costly Iems From the crowns top vnto their skirts and hems With Lawrels wreathd close to their Temples chaste And Trumpets dangling by ech louely waste These all came downe thy sorrowes to aswage In thine nine hundreth thirtie yeares of Age To guard the soules both of thy selfe and wife From this worlds care vexation griefe and strife Of from the earth vp to the lofty skies When they haue cheerd and clozd vp both thine eyes Then all their Trumpets in the ayre doth sound From Heauens blew wall downe to the lowest ground Melodiously about the clouds resounding The hils and dales with Eccho all rebounding Till at the last they brought both safe and sure Two welcome soules into Gods presence pure Seth yet suruiues grieues for his parents losse Mourns weeps laments at this sad heauy crosse So he conceiues the Loue of two such friends From this worlds poynt vnto hervtmost ends On euery side of all the Earth and Round Can hardly well be parareld and found He sheds salt teares downe from his cheeks distilling Plaining his woes shewing himselfe vnwilling To part with both stoops downe oft times and kisses Their dead pale lips and from his soule he wishes That his liues blood deare tender hearted Seth Had gone before and but excusd their death His friends come in and brothers sisters all Some cheare him vp others to weeping fall Euen as we see the case oft times our owne The losse of friends to cast our courage downe Amate our minds and makes vs vaile our face Knowing that we must tread the selfe same trace Then vp they take their withered bodyes dead Imbalme them both and wrap them close in lead But first with Nitre Orient spices meet And Mummia Cedar fragrant rich and sweet They all perfume and dresse their bodyes cold Then winde them vp as I before haue told And lay them seemly on a Sable Hearse Sad heauenly sight a bleeding heart to pierce To see the Parents of the totall world Before their eyes thus vp to nothing curld Foure of Seths brothers on their shoulders take The Sable trunke and so from thence they make Procession like a solemne sacred way To Caluerie vpon our Lady day For as the Church doth euermore begin Since God heauens crowne for all our sakes did win Vpon that day to count the Christian yeare So some still say he did mans body reare Out of the dust iust at that instant howre The day and time in which himselfe did powre His holy Spirit in the Virgins wombe And did therein the second Adam tombe And true it is that Adam fram'd by God Liu'd yeares compleate no months nor dayes as od By which we gather that that very day They were both buryed wrapt vp cold in clay The Ceremonies and the sacred Rites The forme and manner all my Sences cites Which Seth then vsde and holy Henoch pure Drawes on my Muse as with a golden lure To sing the same vnto all future times In these rude ragged harsh vnpolisht rimes But that my course another way must bend As one that trauells neare his iourneys end And that my Muse may chance for to be curst When this shall grow and swell beyond my first But yet one thing I may not ouer-slip And leaue the Vales vp to the Mounts to skip For certaine t is that euermore the Iew Hath stedfast held his owne opinion
wofull prison sick to lye and rot Not once to case assawge their griefes a iot And all the while in Equity and Right There 's nothing due but what is got by might By Wrong Oppression diuelish traps and guile And wicked plodding in such actions vile Lord pardon them forgiue their great offences Call once againe illuminate their sences Waken their carelesse too secure a slumber Forget their faults too infinite to number Let them Restore what they haue wrongly got Else will those goods consume away and rot And aye the Infant yet vnborne will cry For Vengeance iust on their posterity But let not vs good Lord O let not vs Trace out their steps to giue examples thus Make vs auoyde to fall into the like Lest suddenly thy Iudgements do vs strike With farre more terror on our bodyes knowne Then euer was vpon Gehezi showne Or all thy chosen people thou didst make A warning sad for vs in Time to take Besides the losse eternall of thy Grace Where such a one shall neuer see thy face But chaste Vrania Soueraigne of my Muse In whom the Heauens do their best guifts infuse Why dost thou now thy loue so farre ingage As to descend downe to our times and Age Leauing the world that at the first was drownd To ramble out beyond thy scope to sound Damn'd Vice vnmaske with those that wrest and lurch And all this while thus to forget the Church Retire againe and stay not with vs long Thou maist be blam'd for this thy wholesome song For 't is most true one harldly scapes of ten That hunts the Foxe too neare the Lions den Auoyde begone contend not much with these For feare perhaps thou dost some men displease And so incurre some danger on thy selfe For taxing those which are in loue with pelfe Come to the Church deare Muse where last of all Thou Henoch leftst vpon this goodly Ball. There thou art tide O do not much abound Take sanctuary in their holy ground And from these things till time shall serue surcease Then shalt thou Rest and liue in perfect Peace Henoch the seuenth from Adams pupillage Gen. 5. 21. Iud. 14. At sixtie fiue yeares of his manly Age Begat a childe whose like was neuer found From this worlds birth in all her spatious Round That liu'd to see so many weekes of dayes As this man did and yet no strength decayes Methuselah the wonder of his time Whose age may claime of all the earth the prime Which liu'd to see with Simeons heart inflam'd The Arke of Noah before his death all fram'd Luk. 2. 25. 26. 27. Tipe of that Church which from mount Sion purl'd When Caesars scepter swayd the Westerne world Methuselah both ancient graue and sage One hundred fourescore and seauen yeares of Age All chaste doth liue and then begets a Son Vpon whose death the world was quite vndon Lamech the father of that faithfull child Which sau'd seauens Soules and all the rest beguild When that the Arke was by the waters heaued O then they knew their wits were all deceiued Great Noahs selfe from Lamechs loynes descended When full one hundred eightie yeares were ended And that the Sun had foure times crost the line Then is he borne and in his birth did shine Like to a glimpse of that all sacred light Simile Which in these dayes may dazle all our sight His name fore-tiping from his mothers brest That he was borne to be the Churches Rest Ioh 1. 19. Fiue hundred yeares or neare vpon he past His manly dayes both continent and chaste And then espowsed to his future Fame A Noble Faire and courteous louely Dame Some thinke the sister of great Tubal-Caine Genebrard in Cron Iew Rab. Sweete Naamah his loue at first did gaine Though from the Line of cursed Caine descended Yet of the Heauens she was so highly friended As that her Lot before the world was drown'd Fell lucky forth within the Churches ground Oh God thy workes are farre beyond our reach The least of them may all our Sences teach Thou hast thy sheepe disperst in euery place From Henochs Seths and Caines proud enuious Race It is thy pleasure bad mens sins to pay To saue some yet and cast not all away The Flowres oft times which do mongst Cockle grow May smell more sweet then any plant we sow And tender Seeds out from the Popish Seate May yet at length proue Eares of perfect wheate Chiefly when Noah Gods husbandman shall till And worke the ground according to his will With pruning planting in that forme and manner As was the Church once vnder Caesars Banner So Abraham was out from Chaldee cald Gen. 12. 28. Chap. 12. 2. Cha 41. 42. 43 44. Iob. 1. Exod. 2. 5. 6. 11. 13. 15. Hest 2. 17. cha 7. 6. 10. And Ioseph great in Egypts Court instald Iob in the land of Vz amongst those men Where so he liu'd that grieues my soule to pen And Moses milde amongst the murdring sort Was nurst brought vp within king Pharohs Court Hester the Queene that made her foes a scorne Was marryed tide vnto a Pagan borne And Paul hims elfth ' Apostle of vs all Yet first was bred within prowd Tarsus wal And diuers others which my Muse could name Were traind vp thus and yet deseru'd no blame For he that builds vpon the slippery sand Yet Time may serue to make his fabricke stand And these were such as from the rest reculde The weaker sexe are by the greater rulde Though some perhaps haue tride the same and mist Yet wise men still do winde them as they list As by example from Noahs happy choyce This world of ours may euer iust reioyce To haue a mother without blurre or staine When all were lost to store the Earth againe But what make wee deare Muse with Noahs wife Chaste Matron graue preseruer of our life Whose Fame deserues heauens azurd richest gowne A garland deckt and Lawrell wreathed Crowne And in her lap the Frame of all to hold I fall were made of solid beaten gold What if she be deriued from the Race Of cursed Caine yet hath she better face A Conscience cleane Religion in her brest Within whose Soule Heauens dearest guifts do rest Tipe of the Church now to perfection wrought Which was at first but out of darknesse brought Looke backe againe and post not one too fast For feare thou beest beyond thy compasse cast Tell what befell to Adams issue left What misdemeanours all his ofspring kept Ech man his neighbor deadly hates and wounds Sin ouerflowes in euery place abounds The greater still deuouring vp the small That in the end th' oppressed blood doth call For vengeance iust vnto the God of Powre Who doth descend and on the world doth lowre Repents himselfe that ere he did begin To frame the same thus poysoned all with sin Whose true repentance from his eyes did draw That streame of teares which wofully they saw When all the Earth