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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

such is the peoples prayer Thus while o're-whelmed with the rapid course Gods prouidence in his preseruation Of Mischief's Torrent and still fearing worse ISRAEL seems help-les and even hope-les too Of any help that Mortall hand can doo And while the then-Time's hideous face and form Boads them alas nothing but wrack and storm Their Castor shines their Saviour's sav'd and Hee That with high hand shall them from bondage free Scourging with Plagues scarring with end-les shame Th' Egyptian Court is raised by the same For though him there they as a God adore Moses affection and duty toward his Parents and care of his Brethren He scorns not yet his friends and kindred poor He feels their Yoak their mournings he laments His word and sword are prest in their defence And as ordain'd for their Deliverance And sent express by Heav'ns pre-ordinance Seeing a Pagan a proud Infidell A Patagon that tasted nought so well As ISRAEL's blood to ill-intreat a Iew Him bold incounters and him brauely slew But fearing then least his inhumane Prince He flies out of Egypt Should hear of it young MOSES flyes from thence And hard by Horeb keeping IETHRO'S sheep He Fasts and Prayes with Meditations deep His vertuous zeal he kindles more and more And prudently he lays-vp long-before Within his Soule his spirituall Armory All sacred Weapons of Sobriety Where-with t' incounter conquer and suppress All Insurrections of Voluptuousness Also not seldom som deep Dream or Trance God talketh to him in the Wildernes Him suddainly doth even to Heav'n advance And He that whilom could not finde the Lord On plentious shoars of the Pelusian Foord In walled Cities with their Towred Ports In learned Colledges nor sumptuous Courts In Desart meets him greets him face to face And on his brows bears tokens of his Grace For while he past his sacred Pentiship In Wildernes of th' Hebrews Shepheardship Moses vision of the flaming Bush In driving forth to kiss-cloud SINA'S foot His fleecy Flock and there attending too 't' He suddain sees a Bush to flame and fume And all a-fire yet not at all consume It flames and burns not cracks and breaks not in Kisses but bites not no not even the skin True figure of the Church and speaking Signe Which seemeth thus to of it self define What AMRAM'S son Doth IACOB'S bitter Teen Dismay thee so Behold this Haw-thorn green Is even an Image of thine ISRAEL Who in the Fire of his Afflictions fell Still flourishes on each side hedged round With prickly Thorns his hatefull Foes to wound This Fire doth seem the Spirit Omnipotent Which burns the Wicked tries the Innocent Who also addeth to the sacred Signe The more to move him his owne Word Divine The voyce of the Lord speaking out of the Bush. I AM I that I am in me for me by me All Beings els Be not or else vn-selfly be But from my Beeing all their Beeing gather Prince of the World and of my Church the Father Onely Beginning Midst and End of all Yet sans Beginning Midst and End at all All in my self compris'd and all comprising That in the World was is or shall be rising Base of this Vniverse th' vniting Chain Of th' Elements the Wisedom Soveraign Each-where in Essence Powr and Providence But in the Heav'ns in my Magnificence Fountain of Goodness ever-shining Light Perfectly Blest the One the Good the Bright Self-simple Act working in frailest matter Framer of Forms of Substances Creator And to speak plainer even that GOD I AM Whom so long since religious ABRAHAM ISAAC and IACOB and their Progenies Haue worshipped and prays'd in humble wise My sacred ears are tyred with the noyse God hath pity on his people afflicted in Egypt Of thy poor Brethren's iust-complayning voyce I haue beheld my Peoples burdens there MOSES no more I will nor can forbear Th' haue groan'd alas and panted all too-long Vnder that Tyrants vn-relenting wrong Now their Deliuerer I authorize thee He ordaineth Moses for their Deliverer giues him commission to goe to Pharao And make thee Captain of their Colony A sacred Colony to whom as mine I haue so oft bequeath'd rich Palestine Therfore from me command thou PHARAO That presently he let my People go Into the Dry-Arabian Wilderness Where far from sight of all profane excess On a new Altar they may sacrifice To ME the LORD in whom their succourlies Haste haste I say and make me no excuse On thy Tongue 's rudenes for the want of vse Nor on thy weaknes nor vnworthyness To vnder-go so great a Business What cannot He that made the lips and tongue Prompt Eloquence and Art as doth belong Vnto his Legat And who every thing Of Nothing made and All to nought shall bring Th' Omnipotent who doth confound for His By weak the strong by what is not what is That in his wondrous Iudgements men may more The Work-man then the Instruments adore Will he forsake or leaue him vn-assisted That in his service duly hath insisted Sith faithfull Servant to do-well affected Can by his Master never be reiected Moses accompanied with his brother Aaron sets forward in his high Embassage No sooner this the Divine Uoice had ended And vp to Heav'n the Bushy Flame ascended But MOSES with his fellow in Commission His Brother AARON wends with expedition First to his People and to PHARAO then The King of Egypt cruellest of Men And inly filled with a zealous flame Thus thus he greets him in th' Almighties name Great NILVS Lord thus sayth the Lord of Hoasts Let go my People out of all thy Coasts Mine ISRAEL PHARAO forth-with release Let them depart to HOREB'S Wildernes That vnto me without offence or fear Their Hearts and Heifers they may offer there Base Fugitiue proud slaue that art return'd Pharaos proud answere Not to be whipt but rather hangd or burn'd What Lord sayd PHARAO ha what Soveraign O seaven-horn'd Nile O hundred-pointed Plain O City of the Sun O Thebes and Thou Renowned Pharos do yee all not bow To vs alone Are yee not onely Ours Ours at a beck Then to what other Powrs Owes your great PHARAO homage or respect Or by what Lord to be controul'd and checkt I see the Drift These off-scums all at once Too idlely pampred plot Rebellions Sloth marrs the slave● and vnder fair pretence Of new Religion Trayrours to their Prince They would Revolt O Kings how fond are we To think by Favours and by Clemency To keep men in their duty To be milde Makes them be mad proud insolent and wilde Too-much of Grace our Scepters doth dis-grace And smooths the path to Treason's plots a pace The dull Ass numbers with his stripes his steps Th' Ox over-fat too-strong and resty leaps About the Lands casteth his yoak and strikes And waxen wilde even at his Keeper kicks The true Anatomie of a tyrant Well to enioy a People through their skin With scourges slyç't must

wil-full will not hear The SONG OF MOSES Hearken O Heavens and O thou Earth give ear Vnto my voice and Witness on-my part Before the Lord my zeal and their hard hart O Heav'n and Earth attend vnto my Song Hear my discourse which sweetly slides along As silver showrs on the dry Meads do trill And hony deaws on tender grass distill God grant I pray that in their hearts my Verse As water on the withered Lawns may pearce And that the hony dropping from my tongue May serve the olde for rain for deaw the young I sing th' Eternal O let Heav'n and Earth Com praise him with me sound his glory forth Extol his Powr his perfect Works record Truth Goodnes Greatnes Iustice of the Lord. But though for ever He have showen him such His children yet no Children rather-much A Bastard Race full of malicious sin All kinde of vice have foully wallowed in O foolish People doost thou thus requight His Father-care who fenç't thee day and night As with a Shield Who chose thee as his heir Who made thee of so foule a masse so fair Vn-winde the bottom of olde Times again Of Ages past vn-reel the snarled skain Ask of thy Parents and they shall declare Thine Elders and they 'll tell thee Wonders rare They 'll tell thee how when first the Lord had spred Men on the Earth and iustly levelled His strait long Measure th' All-Bal to divide He did for thee a plentious Land provide For his deer IACOB whom his favour then Seem'd t' have sequestred from the rest of men To th' end his Blessed Seed in future age Should be his Care Love Lot and Heritage They 'll tell thee too how through the sandy horro● Of a vast Desart Den of ghastly Terror Of Thirst and Hunger and of Serpents fell He by the hand conducted ISRAEL Yea of his goodnes to direct him still By Word and Writ show'd him his sacred Will Vnder his wings shade hid him tenderly And held him deer as apple of his ey As is the royall Eagle's sacred wont When she would teach her tender Birds to mount To flie and cry about her Nest to cheer-them And when they faint on her wingd back to bear-them God without aid of other Gods or Graces Safe guide hath made him mount the highest Places Suck Oyl and Hony from the Rocks distilling In plentious Land with pleasant Fruits him filling He gave him Milk and Butter for his meat Kid Lamb and Mutton and the flowr of Wheat And for his Drink a most delicious Wine The spright full bloud of the broad-spreading Vine But waxen fat he lifts his wanton heel Against his God to whom his Soule should kneel Forsakes his Maker and contemns the Same That saved him from danger death and shame Then he inflam'd the fury of the Lord With profane bowing to false Gods abhord With serving Idols and with Sacrificing To Fiends and Phansies of his owne devising For vain false Gods Gods vn-renown'd and new Gods that his Fathers nor he neuer knew He hath forgot the true eternall BEEING The God of whom he holdes his bliss and being God saw it well and Ielously a-fire Against his Children thus he threats his ire No I will hide the brightnes of my face I 'll take from them the treasures of my grace Then let vs see what will of them becom But what but mischife can vnto them com That so perverse with every puff let fly Their Faith sole constant in inconstancy Th' have made me ieloux of a God no God I 'll make them ieloux I will Wed abroad A People yet no People And their brest Shall split for spight to see the Nations blest Devouring Fire that from my heart doth fume Shall fiercely burn and in my wrath consume The deep of Deeps the middle Downs and Fields And strong foundations of the steepest Hils I 'll spend on them my store of Punishments And all mine Arrows Famine Pestilence Wilde Beasts and Worms that basely crawling are Without remorse shall make them end-les War Abroad the Sword their strong men shall devour At home through Fear the Virgin in her flowr The fresh young Youth the sucking Children small And hoary head dead to the ground shall fall Yea even already would I quite deface And clean destroy them I would IACOB race Raze his Memoriall from the Earth for ay But that I fear the Heathen thus would say We have preuail'd we by our strength alone Have quell'd this People and them over-throwen 'T was not their God that did it for their Sins No He himself is vanquisht with his Friends Ha! sottish blocks void of all sense and sight Could one man put a thousand men to flight And two ten thousand if the God of Arms Had not even solde their Troops and bound their arms For God our God doth all their Gods surpass They knowe it well but their Wine springs alas From SODOM's Vine and grew in GOMER's fields Which Gall for Grapes for Raysins Poyson yeelds It is no Wine no the black bane it is The killing vomit of the Cockatrice 'T is bitter venom 't is the same that coms From the fel ASPIK's foul infecting gums Do not I knowe it keep not I account In mine Exchequer how their Sins do mount Vengeance is mine I will in fine repay In my due time I will not long delay Their Ruin posteth then th' Omnipotent Shall iudge for IACOB then I will repent To quite-destroy mine owne beloved People Seeing their strength all fail'd and wholly feeble 'T will then be said Where are there Gods becom Their deaf dull Idols sent-les sight-les dumb To whom they lift their hearts and hands and eyes And as their Guards so oft did sacrifice Now let those trim Protectors them protect Let them them rise quickly and defend their Sect Their Fires and Altars and com stand before To shield the Fondlings that their Fanes adore Knowe therfore Mortals I th' IMMORTAL am There 's none like Me in or above this Frame I wound I heal I kill I fetch from Grave And from my hands none can the Sinner save I 'll lift my hand toward th' arched Heav'ns on high And swear with-all by mine Eternity Which onely Beeing gives to all to Been That if I whet my Sword of Vengeance keen If once I say as soverain King alone I sit me down on my high Iustice Throne I 'll venge me roughly on mine Enemies And guerdon iustly their iniquities My heart-thrill Darts I will make drunk with blood I 'll glut my Sword with slaughter all the brood Of rebell Nations I will race in fine To recompence the blood and death of Mine O Gentiles then his People praise and fear Sith to the Lord it is so choisely-deer Sith Hee 'll auenge his Cause and beating down His Enemies will mildly cheer his Owne FINIS The CAPTAINES THE IIII. PART OF THE III. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT Iust Duked IOSVAH cheers the Abramides To CANAAN's

manly breast a womans heart possesses And who remorse-less lets at any season The stormy tyde of ragetransport his reason And thunders threats of horror and mishap Hides a Bears heart vnder a humane shape Yet of your God you one-while thus pretend He melts in tears if that your fingers end But akea-while anon he frets he frowns He burns he brains he kils he dams he drowns The wildest Boar doth but one Wood destroy A cruell Tyrant but one Landannoy And yet this Gods outrageous tyranny Spoyls all the World his onely Empery O goodly Iustice One or two of vs Have sinn'd perhaps and mov'd his anger thus All bear the pain yea even the innocent Poor Birds and Beasts incurr the punishment No Father no 't is folly to infer it God is no varying light inconstant spirit Full of revenge and wrath and moody hate Nor savage-fell nor suddain passionate Nor such as will for som small fault vndoo This goodly World and his owne nature too All wandring clouds all humid exhalations All Seas which Heav'n through many generations Hath hoorded-vp with selfs-weight enter-crusht Now all at once vpon the earth have rusht And th' endless thin ayr which by secret quils Had lost it self within the windes-but hils Dark hollow Caves and in that gloomy hold To ycy crystall turned by the cold Now swiftly surging towards Heav'n again Hath not alone drown'd all the lowly Plain But in fewe dayes with raging Flouds o're-flowen The top-less Cedars of mount Libanon Then with iust grief the godly Father gall'd Answers of Noah to all the blasphemies of Chā and his fellow-Atheists A deep sad sigh from his harts centre hal'd And thus repli'd O false rebellious Cham Mine ages sorrow and my houses shame Through self-conceipt contemning th' holy-Ghost Thy sense is baend thine vnderstanding lost And O I fear Lord falsifie my fear The heavy hand of the high Thunderer Shall light on thee and thou I doubt shaltbe His Furies obiect and shalt testifie By thine infamous lifes accursed state What now thy shame-less lips sophisticate I God be prays'd knowe that the perfect CIRCLE 1. Answer God is infinit immutable Almighty and incomprehensible Whose Center 's every-where of all his circle Exceeds the circuit I conceiue aright Th' Al-mighty-most to be most infinit That th' onely ESSENCE feels not in his minde The furious tempests of fell passions winde That mooveless all he moves that with one thought He can build Heav'n and builded bring to nought That his high Throne 's inclos'd in glorious Fier Past our approach that our faint soule doth tier Our spirit growes spright-less when it seeks by sense To sound his infinit Omni-potence I surely knowe the Cherubins do hover With flaming wings his starry face to cover Nonesees the Great th' Almighty Holy-ONE But passing by and by the back alone To vs his Essence is in-explicable Wondrous his wayes his name vn-vtterable So that concerning his high Maiesty So that men cānot speak of Him but improperly Our feeble tongues speak but improperly For if we call him strong the prayse is small If blessed spirit so are his Angels all If Great of greats he 's voide of quantity If good fayr holy he wants quality Sith in his Essence fully excellent All is pure substance free from accident Why we cannot speak of God but after the manner of men Therefore our voice too-faint in such a subiect T' ensue our soule and our weak soule her obiect Doth alwayes stammer so that ever when 'T would make Gods nameredoubted among men In humane phraze it calls him pittifull Repentant iealous fierce and anger-full Yet is not God by this repentance thus 2. Answere The Repentance and the change which the Scripture attributeth to God is far from Error and defect Of ignorance and error taxt likevs His iealous hatred doth not make him curious His pitty wretched nor his anger furious Th' immortall Spirit is ever calmly-cleer And all the best that feeble man doth heer With vehemence of som hot passion driv'n That withripeiudgement doth the King of Heav'n Two comparisons explaning the same Shall a Physician comfortably-bold Fear-less and tear-less constantly behold His sickly friend vext with exceeding pain And feel his pulse and give him health again And shall not th' euer-self-resembling God Look down from Heav'n vpon a wretched clod Without he weep and melt for grief and anguish Nor cure his creature but himself must languish And shall a Iudge self-angerless prefer To shamefull death the strange adulterer As onely looking fixly all the time Not on the sinner but the sinfull crime And shall not then th' Eternall Iusticer 3. Answer Iustice being a ver tue in Man cannot be a vice in God Condemn the Atheist and the Murderer Without selfs-fury O! shall Iustice then Be blam'd in God and magnifi'd in men Or shall his sacred Will and soverain Might Be chayn'd so fast to mans frail appetite That filthy sin he cannot freely hate But wrathfull Rage him self ly-cruciate Gods sacred vengeance serues not for defence 4. Answer God doth not punish Offenders for defence of his owne Estate but to maintain vertue cōfound vice Of his own Essence from our violence For in the Heav'ns above all reach of ours He dwels immur'd in diamantine Towers But to direct our lives and laws maintain Guard Innocence and Iniury restrain Th' Almighty past not mean when he subuerted Neer all the World from holy paths departed 5. The iniquitie of the world deserued exereame punishment For Adams Trunk of both our Worlds the Tree In two fair Branches forking fruitfully Of Cain and Seth the first brought forth a sute Of bitter wilde and most detested fruit Th' other first rich in goodnes afterward With those base Scyons being graft was marr'd And so produced execrable clusters Worthy so wicked and incestuous lusters And then alas what was ther to be found Pure iust or good in all this Earthly Round Cain's Line possest sinne as an heritage 6. When all are generally depraved all merite to be destroyed Seth's as a dowry got by mariage So that alas among all humane-kinde Those mongrell kisses marr'd the purest minde And we even we that have escaped here 7. The least imperfect passe condemnation euen then when they are most liuely chasticed This cruell wrack within our conscience bear A thousand Records of a thousand things Convincing vs before the King of kings Whereof not one for all our self-affection We can defend with any iust obiection God playd no Tyrant choaking with the floods 8. God destroying the workmā doth no wrong to the Tools if he break and batter them w●th their Maister The earthly Bands and all the ayrie broods For sith they liv'd but for mans seruice sole Man raz'd for sin out of the Liuing Roule Those wondrous tools and organs excellent Their Work-man reft remain'd impertinent Man's only head of all that draweth breath

long Pike a space Perfume thy head with dust and sweat appeer Captain and Soldier Soldiers are on fire Hauing their King before them Marching forth Fellow in Fortune witnes of their Worth I should inflame thy hart with Learnings loue In Peace not to be over-studious yet to vnderstand the Principals of all Prince-fit Sciences Saue that I know what diuine habits moue Thy profound Spirit only let th' ornament Of Letters wayt on th' Art of Regiment And take good heed least as excesse of humor In Plants becomes their Flowring Lifes consumer So too-much Study and delight in Arts Quench the quick vigour of thy Spiritual parts Make thee too-pensiue ouer-dull thy Senses And draw thy Minde from Publike cares of Princes With a swift-winged soule the Course suruay Of Nights dim Taper and the Torch of Day Sound round the Cels of th' Ocean dreadly-deep Measure the Mountains snowie tops and steep Ferret all Corners of this nether Ball But to admire the Makers Art in all His Power and Prudence and resemble not Simile Some simple Courtier or the silly Sot That in the base-Court all his time hath spent In gazing on the goodly Battlement The chamfred Pillers Plinths and antique Bosses Medals Ascents Statues and strange Colosses Amaz'd and musing vpon euery piece Of th' vniforme fair stately Frontispice Too-too-self-rapt through too-self-humoring Losing him-self while others finde the King Hold euen the Balance with clean hands clos'd eyes The principal peculiar office of a King Reuenge seuerely Publike Iniuries Remit thine Owne Heare the Cries see the Tears Of all distressed poor Petitioners Sit oft thy Self in Open Audience Who would not be a Iudge should be no Prince For Iustice Scepter and the Martiall Sword Ought neuer seuer by the Sacred Word Spare not the Great neither despise the Small Let not thy Lawes be like the Spiders Caul Simile Where little Flyes are caught and kild but great Passe at their pleasure and pull-down the Net Away with Shepheards that their Flocks deface Chuse Magistrates that may adorn their Place Such as fear God such as will iudge vprightly Men by the seruants iudge the Master lightly Giue to the Vertuous but thy Crown-Demain Diminish not giue still to giue again For there too-deep to dip is Prodigality And to dry-vp the Springs of Liberality But aboue all for Gods sake Son beware Hic labor hoc Opus Be not intrapt in Womens wylie snare I fear alas good Lord supreamly sage Auert from Mine th' effect of this Praesage Alas I fear that this sweet Poyson wil My House here-after with all Idols fil But if that neither Vertu 's sacred loue Nor Feare of Shame thy wanton Minde can moue To watch in Arms against the Charms of Those At least be warned by thy Fathers Woes Fare-wel my Son th' Almightie cals me hence I passe by Death to Lifes most excellence And to go Raign in Heav'n from World-cares free The Crown of Izrael I resigne to thee O thou that often for a Princes Sin Transport'st the Scepter euen from Kin to Kin From Land to Land Let it remaine with Mine And of my Sons Sons in successiue Ligne Let that Al-Power full deer-drad Prince descend Whose glorious Kingdom neuer shal haue end Whose iron Rod shall Satans Rule vn-doo Whom Iacob trusts in Whom I thirst for too ' DAVID deceast His Son him tracking right Initium Regni SALOMON With heart and voice worships the God of Might Enters his Kingdom by the Gate of Pietie Makes Hym●s and Psalms in Laud of the true Deïtie Offers in Gabeon where in Spirit he sees While his Sense sleepes the God of Maiesties His Vision The Lord of Hoasts who Crownd with radiant flames Offers him choise of these foure louely Dames First Glory shaking in her hand a Pike Not Maid-like Marching but braue Souldier-like Description of Glory Among the Stars her stately head she beares A siluer Trumpet shril a slope she wears Whose Winde is Praise and whose Stentorian sound Doth far and wide o'r all the world redound Her wide-side Robes of Tissue passing price All Story-wrought with bloody Victories Tryumphs and Tropheis Arches Crowns and Rings And at her feet there sigh a thousand Kings Not far from her coms Wealth all rich-bedight Of Riches In Rhéa's Thetis Pluto's Treasures bright The glittering stuff which doth about her fold Is rough with Rubies stiff with beaten Gold With either hand from hollow steans she powrs Pactolian surges and Argolian showrs Fortune and Thrift and Wakefulnes and Care And Diligence her dayly Seruants are Then cheerfull Health whose brow no wrinkle bears Of Health Whose cheek no palenesse in whose eye no tears But like a Childe shee 's pleasant quick and plump Shee seems to fly to skip to daunce and iump And Life 's bright Brand in her white hand doth shine Th' Arabian Birds ●are plumage platted ●ine Serues her for Su●-coat and her seemly ●●ain Mirth Exercise and Temperance sustain Last Wisedom comes with sober countenance Of Wisedom To th' euer-Bowrs her oft a-loft t' aduance The light Mamuques wing-les wings she has Her gesture cool as comly-graue her pase Where e'r she go she neuer goes with-out Compasse and Rule Measure and Waights about And by her side at a rich Belt of hers The Glasse of Nature and her-Self she wears Hauing beheld their Bewties bright the Prince Seems rapt all-ready euen to Heauen from hence Sees a whole Eden round about him shine And ' mid so many Benefits Diuine Doubts which to chuse At length he thus begun O Lord sayth he what hath thy Seruant don That so great Blessings I should take or touch Or thou shouldst daign to honour me so much Thou doost preuent my Merit or deer Father Delight'st to Conquer euen my Malice rather Fair Victorie's a noble Gift and nought Is more desired or is sweeter thought Than euen to quench our Furie's thirst with blood In iust Reuenge on those that wrong our Good But oft alas foul Insolence comes after And the long Custome of in humane Slaughter Transforms in time the myldest Conquerors To Tigers Panthers Lions Bears and Boars Happy seems He whose count-les Herds for Pasture Dis-robe alone Mount Carmels moatly Vesture For whom alone a whole rich Countrey torn With timely Tools brings forth both Wine and Corn That hath soft Sereans yellow Spoils the Gems And precious stones of the Arabian streams The Mines of Ophir th' Entidorian Fruits The Saban Odours and the Tyrian Sutes But yet we see where Plenty chiefly sways There Pride increases Industry decays Rich-men adore their Gold whoso aspires To lift to Heav'n his sight and Soules Desires He must be Poor at least-wise like the Poor Riches and Fear are fellows euer-more I would liue long and I would gladly see My Nephews Nephews and their Progeny But the long Cares I fear and Cumbers rife Which commonly accompany Long-Life Who well liues long liues for this age of

folke vncircumcis'd our land destroy Because we him offend while we haue breath Alas yet honour honour him in death And if we lose and all be ouercome Let patience winne the glory of martyrdome Forsooth though Assurs soldiers braue and bold Extinguish quite the race of Izak old Yet shall they not deface the liuing Lorde As these Apostats falsly do afforde For he who peopled first this world so round But with one man from whom the rest abound And who long after in an arke of wood Repaird the waste made by the genrall flood May he not eke transforme the hardned stone To people who will honour him alone And may not he do now as he hath donne Who gaue to Abrams barren wife a sonne Them giuing Children moe then in the heauen Are starrie Circles light as firie leauen And mo then Northren windes that driues the Rack Of Cyrene sands in number can compack Who will obserue his lawe an hundreth folde More zealously then wee who should it holde ' Then fathers chose you warres for better tels 'To lose like Iewes then winne like infidels ' Let not the greede of gaine your hearts attame 'To leaue the right preferre not feare to shame Scarce enden was th' Oration of this Lord When all the Princes with a sound accord By word and deed confirmde his good aduise The chiefe Priest gladdest of this enterprise Vnto the heauen held vp his hands and face And sayd I thanke the Lord who of his grace ' Conioynes no lesse our wils then bolds our harts 'A sure presage that God is on our parts This done vnto his princes he diuides The tribes and townes and ordaines them for guides For feare least some of them led with ambition In Izrell might stirre-vp some sedition So they withdrew and stoutly did prouide This furious storme of Mars for to abide Then as ye see sometime the honie Bees Comparison Exerce themselfs on buddes of sweetest trees Where they sometime assault the buzzing waspe That comes too neere their flowrs away to claspe Or when they hony draw from smelling Time Or from the palme or Roses of the prime And how they draw their wax with wondrous art Obseruing iointure iust in euerie part Both vp and downe they build ten thousand shops With equal spaceful fild vpto the tops Or where the master Bee of thousand bands Conducts the rest in legions throw the lands Who daily keeps within their Cities wall Their house their work their lawes and maners all So thus the sonnes of Iacob ply'd their paine VVith hote desire their quarrell to sustaine Some built the breaches of their broken town Preparations of defence That Heaven and Panim yre had casten down Some other found a cautell gainst the Ramme To saue the wall vnbroken where it camme Thus Iacobs towns on all sides had their flanks VVith Gabions strong with bulwarks and with banks Some others busie went and came in routs To terrace towers some vnder baskets louts Some others also wanting time and might To strength their towns yet vs'd all kinde of slight To dig vp ditches deepe for cisterns good To draw them to the best and neerest flood While th' Armorers with hammers hard and great On sti●hies strong the sturdy steel● doth ●eate And makes thereof a corpslet or a ●acke Sometime a helme sometime a mace doeth make While sheepherds they enarme vnus'd to danger While simple birds and whiles the wandring stranger Thetilling Culter then aspeare was made The crooked Sithe became an euened blade The people foode forgets no ease they take Some on a horse some on his proper backe Some on a Cart some on a Cammell beares Corne wine and flesh to serue for many yeares As done these Emets that in sommer tide Comparison Comes out in swarmes their houses to prouide In haruest time their toyle may best be seene In paths where they their cariage bring betweene Their youth they send to gather-in the store Their sick and old at home do keep the ●kore And ouer grainels great they take the charge Oft turning corne within a chamber large When it is dight least it do spro●te or seede Or come againe or weevels in it breede FINIS THE SVMMARIE OF The II. BOOKE VVE haue heard before how the people of God vsed all diligence to maintaine the libertie of Gods true religion their Countrey Now is set forth the extreame pride of Ho●ophernes who thought with one word to ouerthrow them all But to make himselfe some pastime he assembleth his Councell to vnderstand of them what people they were that inhabited the mountaines in the Frontieres of IVDEA that durst make him resistance Vpon this he is informed by the mouth of one of his chiefe captaines of that which he looked not for to wi●te a discourse of the History of the IEVVES from the time of ABRAHAMS comming out of Caldea to enter into the land of Promise vnto them deliuerance from the Captiuitie of Babylon following the order of the times quoted by the holy scriptures with the praises of the prouidence of the almightie God in defending of his Church and a sharpe threatning to those that dare presume to disquiet the same The chiefe Counsellers of the Heathen hearing this became more trueth incen●ing their Generall to murder this Captaine But HOLOPHERNE with vaine ambition defer●eth their bloody request and after that he had outraged him in words he further blasphemeth the liuing Lord. And lastly caused him to be bound hand and ●oote and so caried neere to the Citie of Bethulia where he is by the bes●oged Souldiers brought into the Citie and there declareth his case exhorting them to continue constant to God and their Countrey and promiseth his assistance to his liues end THE SECOND BOOKE of IVDITH Now Holophern in Scythique Rampier stood With standards pight of youthly heathen blood Of nothing thinking lesse then warre and fight But in deuising pastime day and night Till he was war that Iacob would aduance Against his Panim force and arrogance A packe of what a packe of countrey clownes Quoth Holophern that them to battell bownes With beggers bolts and 〈…〉 to arrest My warriours strong with whom I haue supprest Both Tigris swift and faire Euphrates stream People of Asia With frosty Taurus and rocke Niphathoame Are they not wrackt ye Cheefs of Moabits And valiant Ephrem ye strong Ammoni●s Ye that as neighbours knowes this folke of olde That scattered thus doe all these mountaines hold Tell me what men are they of what off-spring What is their force their customes and their king ' For wise is he that wots with whom he playes ' And halfe is victor as the Prouerbe sayes The Lord of Ammon then with reverence due Right wisely spa●k the Duke and yet for true He was a Panim both of faith and kinde But so with fained tongue he spake his minde And all the Hebrews acts discourst so well That Esdr ' and Moses seemd in him to dwell As

Hermon with thy burning blast Or why doest thou on carefull Carmell cast Thy dreadfull darts forgetting all the space These Giants that thy Scepter would displace Ah wretch what say I Lord apardon me Thy burning zeale and none hypocrisie That frets my heauy heart at euery howre Compels my toung this language out to powre O thou the euerliuing God and Guide Of all our race I know thou wilt prouide For our reliefe against this furious boste And iustly kill the Captaine of this hoste I knowe that thou wilt help my onely hand To be the wrack of all this heathen Band. FINIS THE SVMMARIE OF The V. BOOKE HOlophernes being surprised with the sweete language and excellent beautie of the chaste Iudith becommeth altogether negligent of his charge and gouernement Wherein is represented the vnhabilitie of the reprobate who cannot withstand such temptations as the Lord sendeth vpon them But as they become slaues to their owne affections so by the same they are enforced to fall into perdition In place of some faithfull seruant to warne him of his vices Holophernes conferreth with Bagos an Eunuch who feedeth him in his humour bringeth Iudith to his Tent. And here the Poet reprooues all flatterers and bawdes with the vices of all Courts in Generall Iudith seeing her chastitie in perill and the time vnmeete to execute her enterprise subtilie drawes the Tyrant to talke of other affaires He thinking to insinuate himselfe the more into her fauour taketh pleasure to crack of his conquests and of his speciall worthinesse discoursing so long till suppertime approached she auoyded the inconuenience And here is to be noted that whilest the tyrants boast of their cruelty against the Church God prouideth for his owne preserueth them for that worke that he hath ordained by them to be done THE FIFT BOOKE of IVDITH IN stead of marrow-in bone and blood in vaines Great Holopherne doth feede his cruell paines He bootlesse flees and feeles but he ne knowes The quenched fire that of his ashes growes For so the charming Image of this Dame The onely marke where at his soule did ame Transported him in passions of despaire That of his mighty camp he quits the care And goes no more his matters to dispatch Nor vewes his corpsgard nor relieues his watch Nor Councell cals nor sent to spy the coste Nor vewes the quarters of his spacious hoste But as the sheep that haue no hirde nor guide But wandring strayes along the riuers side Throw burbling brookes or throw the forrest grene Throw meadowes closures or throw shadows shene Right so the Heathen hoste without all bridle Runns insolent to vicious actions ydle Where none obeyes ech one commanding speaks Eche one at pleasure from his banner breaks What do you Hebrews now within your wall Now time to fight or neuer time at all To pay these Pagans whose confused corse Combats against themselfs with deadly force Nay stay a while of such a great victory Your onely God will haue the onely glory Before this tyrant was with loue yblent To winne the towne he plide his whole entent But now both night and day his minde doth frame To conquer this most chast vnconquest Dame So lust him led th' vndaunted Theban knight With waighty mace had neuer him affright But now a womans look his hart enfeares And in his brest the curelesse wound he beares Ambition erst so had him ouercumme That made him dayly ryse by sound of drumme Now Cupid him awaks with hote alarmes That him with holds to do the Hebrews harmes Before he rulde aboue both Prince and King Now can he not himselfe in order bring Alas quoth he what life is this I haue Complaint Becomming captiue to my captiue slaue Vnhappy chance what life is this I say My vertue gone my forces fals away Nay sure no life it is more pain I feele Then Ixion torn vpon th' Eternall wheele Prometheus My life is like the theefs that stole the fire On whose mortall hart there doth alwayes tire A rauenous fowle that gnawes him to the bone Reuiuing still bound to the Scythian stone What serues it me t' haue won where I haue haunted What serues my victor arme for to haue daunted The people situate tween Hydaspe large And port where Cydnus doth in sea discharge Since I am vanquisht by the feeble sight Of captiue Iudith what auailes my might My targe of steele my Burguinet of Brasse My guard of warriours stout whereso I passe Since her sweet eye hath sent the pointed dart Throgh men and weapons pearcing throu my hart What serues my coursers who with swiftnes light Exceeds the swallow swiftest bird of flight Since I on him cannot auoide one ynch The care that night and day my heart doth pinch Then change O Hebrewes change your tears in song And triumph ore my hoste and army strong I am no more that Duke whose name alone Hath made great warriours quake both lim and bone But I am he whose hart was sometime braue Now lesse then nought the slaue but of a slaue I com not here your Isaac to annoy With fire and sword your houses to destroy But to require your Iudith her to render More milde to me What is my wit so slender Berapt with loue haue I not heer my ioy That onely may relieue me from annoy Yet neuerthelesse I clieue the aire in vain With plaints and makes myne eyes but fountains twain I wretch am like the wretched man indeed Tantalus The more he hath the greater is his need Although he deeply plonge in water cleare To quench his thirst yet he is not the neare For so do I respect the heavenly grace That largely is bestowde vpon her face That with mine eyes I dare not her behold My toung doth stay and in the palat folde Why haue not I a heart of Crystall cleare Tronsparent through to let my paine appeare That there she might of all my torments reed Which loue with holds within my heart in dreed Now since that Iudith to this camp arriv'd The light of heav'n had thrise his course reviv'd And darkned thrise and gan with saffron hew To light the Ynds the fourth day to renewe When thus the Duke who leftrepast and rest Vnto his Eunuch this like porpos drest O Bagos sonne adoptife not by chaunce Whom I haue chose of nought thee to aduance By speciall grace and made thee though I boaste First of my hart and second of myne Hoaste I rage I burne I dye in desp'rate thought Through loue by this same strangers beuty brought Go seek her then and shortly to her say What secret flame torments me day by day Shew that I shall her to such honours bring As he that beares the Scepter of a King But chiefly see thy talke be framed thus That she do come this night and suppe with vs. Now should it not to me be folly and shame To haue within my holde the fairest dame That ground doth heare if I