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A29823	Sacred poems, or, Briefe meditations, of the day in generall and of all the dayes in the weeke	Browne, Edward.; Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590. Sepmaine. English.; Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618.	1641 (1641)	Wing B5106; ESTC R12452	45,038	82

might shun the den Of utter darknesse then I should be blest And keepe a Sabbath in eternall rest Munday or dies Lunae THe next day after God had made the light He spread heav'ns curtaines glorios in our sight ' That Huge broad length that long broad height profound ' Th'infinite finite that great moundlesse Mound ' I meane that Chaos that selfe-jarring Masse ' Which in a moment made of nothing was ' Was the rich matter and the matrix whence ' The heav'ns should issue and the elements ' Now th' elements two twins two sons two daughters 'To wit the fire the ayre the earth and waters ' Are not compounded but of them is all ' Compounded first that in our sense can fall There 's no materiall substance but doth beare Within it selfe fire water earth and ayre And God to each his place hath well assign'd According to its nature breed and kind ' Earth as the lees and heaviest drosse of all ' After his kind did to the bottome fall ' Contrarywise the light and nimble fire ' Did through the crannies of th' old heap aspire ' Unto the top and by his nature light ' No lesse than hot mounted in sparks upright ' But lest the fire which all the rest imbraces ' Being too neer should burne the earth to ashes ' As chosen Umpires the great All-creator ' Betweene these foes placed the ayre and water ' For one suffic'd not their sterne strife to end ' Water as cousin did the earth befriend ' Ayre for his kinsman fire as firmly deales ' But both uniting their divided zeales ' Tooke up the matter and appeas'd the brall ' Which doubtlesse else had discreated all The ayre as moderne and the elder Sages Have fitly parted it into three stages The upper's seated next the fiery vault And by the learned very hot is thought That which we touch with times doth variate Now hot now cold and sometimes temperate But middle Region's far from fire set And therefore very cold and little heat In ayrie clouds God bottles up the raine Which gratifies the Ploughmans toyle and paine The ayre ingenders milke white snow and haile Mist dew and yce in season will not faile In divers vapours their effects are strange But in the ayre they keepe a constant range For in the Summer of a sev'rall kinde They doe produce Frogs Toads and the swift wind Whose whisking beesome doth brush cleane and sweepe The cloudy curtaines of heav'ns stages steepe And sometimes they doe make the earth to rocke To shake and tremble like a weather-cocke And when I doe consider lightnings flash It s rare effects my sense in pieces dash A man was once going out of his dore He saw a fire passing him before Which he did follow to see where 't would goe But he will ne'r trust Ignis fatuus so For he had like so far to lose his way That he could hardly finde it the next day When I doe sometimes looke into the skies Me thinkes I see a hundred prodigies Compos'd of exhalations in the ayre But the true cause thereof none can declare Though by nice will and deepe conceited straines They give a ghesse but 't is not worth their paines For the great God of heav'n sometimes delights From top to toe to alter natures rites That his strange workes to nature contrary May be fore-runners of some misery Such are the blazing Comets fiery star That threaten earth with famine plague and war Three Suns three Moones at once green blew gilt bow Gods judgements and his mercies forth to show But I almost forget the firmament Although it was the chiefe of my intent Their number and their nature here to show And how their whirling Orbs about doe goe Yet of their number many a writer varies Yet most agree that there a ten round stories In severall Orbs they place the Planets sev'n After the fixed Stars and Christ ●●n heav'n Lastly the highest Orbe of all the ●out Is the first mover which whirles all about But there is none that can relate the solace Or boundlesse vastnesse of th' Imperiall Palace ' Where life still lives where God his Sises holds ' Inviron'd round with Seraphins and Soules ' Bought with Christs pretious blood whose glorious flight ' Yet mounted earth above the heav'ns bright Neither doe I know rightly how to write What wa●ers are above the heav'ns bright For I too bold will not aske how or why God placed water so exceeding high I must believe it for Gods Word doth show Above the heavens God made waters flow ' I 'll rather give a thousand times the ly 'To my owne reason than but once defy ' The sacred voyce of th'everlasting Spirit ' Which doth so often and so loud aver it Besides when sinfull men did God provoke In Noabs dayes these windowes he set ope And by these Seas drown'd cattell men and beast In this example I 'll sit downe and rest So morne and even the second day conclude And God perceiv'd that all his works were good Now why the Sages when they nam'd this day Call'd it Lucina's day I cannot sae Except it be because her wax and waine Doe cause the waters ebbe and flow againe Faire Phoebe she of all the Planets bright Is most infirme because she borrowes light By Poets she is call'd Diana chast Yet sh● her love on faire Endymion cast Constant in love she her swift course doth run Throughout the Zode twelve times for once the sun Diana was goddesse of chastity And therefore I doe see small reason why The vulgar should affirme a man on 's backe Within the Moone should beare a Pedlers packe Besides I thinke no woman could be chast If that a man within her were well plac'd Luna doth governe Seamen Fishers Hunters Chast maidens and wise Matrons whose encounters Or unchaste meetings with uncivill men Are never us'd but my unlearned pen Hath so outrun my judgement and my wit The uses of this day I quite forget Besides amazement and astonishment At Gods great workes I am by this day bent Advis'd to learne my waters to divide Of charity free from vaine glorious pride And to distinguish my repentant teares From those for losse of worldly things in feares And as the Moone I borrow all my light From God whose glory in me shineth bright And as the Moone so I in vertues race Should still goe forward though darke be my pace And though by frailty I may sometimes faile Yet godly constancy should e'r prevaile Tuesday or dies Martis ' THis day th' Almighties bounteous Majesty ' willing t'enfeoffe man this worlds Empiry ' Commanded Neptune straight to marshall forth ' His floods apart and to unfold the earth ' And presently the Sea to 't selfe betooke ' Mount after mount field after field forsooke ' And suddenly in smaller caske did tun ' Her waters that from every side did tun ' And hath imprison'd them in bounds of brasse ' Which to this day the

will not faile For as a Lyon then he will prevaile And then at fifty hee 's a crafty Fox And Lawyer-like gets money in his Box. And so till sev'nty by Industrious paines Woolfe-like hee 's greedy to increase his gaines But after that he feeles his bones to tire Therefore much like the Dog he loves the fire And keeps at home like to the wyly Cat Where he delights to sit to prate and chat Thus doth the Carnall man waste his lifes weeke And seldome doth after true Riches seeke I meane the wealth which beyond Age will last And still endure after this life is past Therefore the Sages That did first ordaine And gave unto each day It 's severall name Did well at first the nimblest Planet place And last of all that of the slowest race To shew that man in youthfull blithfull plight In Grace and vertue should take most delight For painfull age cannot so well hold out As lusty youth yet still should goe about In vertues race and not out of it start Till death doth strike him with his deadly dart Therefore I 'll pray that with the glorious sun I may rejoyce in vertues Race to run And with old Saturne therein persevere So should I well conclude the weeke and yeare Sunday or Dies Dominicus IN the Beginning and the Birth of time God made his glory and his power to shine In framing of the earth and heavens bright And the first day God did create the light ' Before which time there was a confus'd heape 'A formelesse Chaos did together keepe 'A gulfe of gulfes a body ill compa●t ' An ugly medley where all difference lackt ' Where th' elements lay jumbled altogether ' Where hot and cold were jarring each with either ' The blunt with sharpe the danke against the dry ' The hard with soft the base against the high ' All all was voyd of beuty rule and light ' All without fashion soule and motion quite ' Fire was no fire the water was no water ' Ayre was no ayre the earth no earthly matter ' This was not then the world 't was but the matter ' The Nurcery whence it should issue after Yet Gods great power did keep this darksome masse And on the waters did his spirit passe ' And he no sooner said Be light but loe ' The formlesse lump to perfect forme 'gan grow ' And all illustred with lights radiant shine ' Doft mourning weeds and deckt it passing fine ' All haile pure lamp bright sacred and excelling ' Sorrow and care darknesse and dread repelling ' Thou worlds great Taper wicked mens just terror ' Mother of Truth true beauties onely mirror ' Gods eldest daughter Oh! how thou art full ' Of grace and goodnesse Oh! how beautifull ' Sith thy great Parent 's all-discerning eye ' Doth judge thee so and sith his Majesty ' The glorious maker in his sacred layes ' Can doe no l●sse than sound thy modest praise ' But yet because all pleasures wax unpleasant ' If without pause we still possesse them present ' And none can right discerne the sweets of peace ' That have not felt w●rs irksome bitternesse ' And Swans seeme whiter if swart Crowes be by ' For contraries each other best descry ' Th'Alls Architect alternately decreed ' That Night the Day the Day should Night succeed ' So morne and evening the first day conclude ' And God perceiv'd that all his works were good Therefore the learned that each day did name In the whole weekes as I conceive did aime At the great works of God in the creation And so according set the Planets station For first they set the Sunne bright Phoebus hight Who is the fountaine and the spring of light Also the Pots call him by the name Of bright Apollo whose illustrious fame Was very great he was the sonne of Iove He and Diana his deare sister strove Within the Matrix of Latona faire And these two dayes and nights directors are Apollo for his skill in Poetry Physicke and Musique and Divinity Was honour'd as a god by heathen men Such was the ignorance of those times then But why that others call Sol burning hot Flaming bright Tytan my weake judgement 's not Able to shew but sure his mighty power His names doe shew ev'n every day and houre He governes Princes and great men of state And is the Plannet that 's most fortunate He is the dayes bright eye and heart of heav'n For God plac'd him in midst of Planet sev'n And in three hundred threescore daies and five Doth to the period of h●s race arrive By him we measure out to us and ours Yeeres ages seasons moneths dayes minutes houres And therefore well plac'd in the front of time But I have him eclips'd in this ●ude rime Therefore I 'll now conclude lest Phaëton like For taking such a taske great Iove may strike Me in his wrath therefore I 'll hast away And speake a little of the Lords blest Day Me thinkes none should make it a scruple why We disagree from Jewes solemnity In keeping of the sacred Sabbath Day They 're in the old and we in a new way They have the old Law and we have the new For state of Christians differs from the Jew Old things are past and new are come in place Then why should we follow the Jewish race Besides our Saviour is the Lord of dayes And therefore for his meritorious praise It s very fit he should a day ordaine His worship and his statutes to maintaine For in this world each Prince his subjects drawes After his lore for still New Lords new Lawes So now new Sacraments new Heav'n new Earth New Testament and Sabbath Day sets forth How we do differ from the Levites law But of the morall we still stand in aw We know that shadowes now are past away Because from death their substance rose this day For now the ceremonies of the Jewes Doe cease yet on this day we alwayes use To rest from labour and vaine idle sport And to the Lords House we should oft resort There both to heare Gods Word divinely taught By learned men and also as we ought There we should pray and sing with hearty cheare And not as some doe sleepe when they should heare Then after Sermon we should call to minde What good instruction we therein did finde Into what parts what doctrines and what uses Was made thereof to checke the grosse abuses Of mans fraile nature and the consolation Weake man doth need to stablish his salvation If I could thus the Lords Day sanctifie Delighting thus to heare sing pray purely And on the Lord set my whole minde and heart That all this day he might not from me part If I could as the Sunne begin to shine From youth to old age in all works divine If I could so distinguish and divide Blind errors wayes from truths bright paths well try'd And well approv'd of God and all good men For graces splendor I

the feast of feasts Sabbath of Sabbaths endlesse rest of rests He would this day our soule sequestered From busie thoughts of worldly cares should read In heav'ns bow'd arches and the elements His boundlesse bounty power and providence That every part may as a Master teach th'illiterate rules past a vulgar reach The world 's a Schole where in a generall story God alwayes reads dumb lectures of his glory The world 's a booke in Folio printed all With God's great works in Letters capitall Each creature is a page and each effect A faire character voyd of all defect Heare this dumb Doctor study in this booke Where day and night thou maist at pleasure looke And thereby learne uprightly how to live For every part doth speciall lessons give Even from the gilt studs of the firmament To the base centre of our element The reasons why the Sages on this day Doe place the Planet Saturne to beare sway Are most conspicuous hence I 'll show his birth Coelum begot him Vesta brought him forth He was produced of the earth and sky Being the foundation of the progeny Of heathen Gods as Pluto Neptune Iove And Venus her fairefelfe goddesse of Love The time he liv'd was call'd the golden age For earth brought fruit without the Plowes tillage Men peacefull were and did to rest repose But by his sonnes there much contention rose Ingenious Saturne Spouse of memory Father of th'age of gold though coldly dry Silent and sad bald hoary wrinckle faced Yet art the first amongst the Planets placed And thirty yeeres his leaden coach doth run Yer it arrive where his carere begun He governes Moores Monks and the antient Jewes Decrepid old men and all those that use To worke in Leacher earth or on a grave To show that mens desire is rest to have Therefore the use of this day shall be this To contemplate of heavens glorious blisse You heathen Poets henceforth let be dumb Your fabled praises of Elizium For the Almighty made his blissefull bowers Better far better than what 's fain'd of yours Your's but a shadow and a fabled story But this is perfect reall solid glory For never any eye nor eare nor heart Could see heare or perceive of the least part Of that great glory yet I doe admire How heathen men so highly should aspire For in their fained stories they suppose Strange blessings love on their just men bestowes Great Iove is he that rules the ayre and sky And is adorned with great Majesty In his right hand is the Amalthean horne But in his left thunder and furie 's borne He can command all other heathen gods Rewarding Vertue Vice correct with rods With thundring stormes he makes the earth to shake And in his fury Pluto's selfe to quake But in his clemency he powreth downe Sweet Honey Nectar Vertues head to crowne His palace he doth keepe in royall sort For all the Gods attend upon his court Pallas for wisdome Venus for beauties grace Mercury there for eloquence hath place Bacchus for joy Vulcan the fiery God For zeale for love Cupid hath there abode Pan and Apollo with their musique shrill Doe all heav'ns Court with blissefull pleasure fill Thus are Pandora's or the vertuous blest And live with Iove in a perpetuall rest But whither doe I run out of my story Thus to insist on heathens f●ined glory O! let me now with eye of faith behold A glorious city all of beaten gold The walls of Jasper and the gates shin'd bright Being twelve in number each a Margarit The streets and lanes were paved every one With gold inlaid with pearles and pretious stone There is no need of Sun or Moone or Star For Christs bright glory passeth all these far Who sits i' th midst and shineth cleare and bright There is no darknesse nor no dismall night And from Christs throne a stream of water cleare Doth flow as Christall and there doth appeare Upon each bancke the Tree of life to grow Which beares perpetuall fruit there is no wo No griefe nor sorrow nor the dreadfull feare Of death or danger as we live in here This Citie 's breadth and length both equall are Twelve thousand furlongs each it is foure square And there the Saints keep a perpetuall feast With joy and rest that cannot be exprest Thus is this happy place describ'd by Iohn In the last Tract of his blest vision By the most glorious things that we doe know The glorious blessednesse thereof to show Now learn'd Dwines say man by his creation Hath in three places his aboad and station The first is in a narrow darksome place The second 's in this faire worlds mantled face Coelum Empyreum is the last which is In life to come place of eternall blisse Now what proportion this life doth surpasse The life we had in that most narrow place The same and much more to the Saints are giv'n In that most glorious happy place call'd heav'n For this worlds globe compared to heav'n bright Is but a point a pricke voyd of true light So I conclude as this world doth exceed My mothers wombe wherein shee did me breed For beauty pleasure joy delight and blisse So doth that palace far surmount all this And as a living man in wit and strength Beauty and learning bodies breadth and length Doth farre exceed a childe in 's mothers belly So and much more Saints in this royall City Doe far excell men on this earthly st●tion In beauty knowledge and in true salvation And as great horror would a Saint be in To come from heav'n to earth to live in sin As a man growne would feare to goe againe Into his mothers womb there to remaine And as the nine moneths there compar'd unto An old mans life is little even so And more Eternity doth passe all time That men here live why should I then thus rime To make conjecture what the learned are Ignorant of and I in wit am bare Therefore I 'll leave to speake of this blest place And view the jewels in this golden case First there 's the presence of the Lord of hoast● I meane the Father Sonne and holy Ghost The Fathers Majesty and glorious might And Christ at 's right hand deckt with wondrous light The Spirit in milk white robes of sanctity One God in three and three in unity On either side a quier of Angels sings Archangels Cherubins and Seraphins The soules of righteous men and blessed Saints Apostles Prophets Martyrs Innocents There shall appeare with crownes upon their heads For their victorious acts and worthy deeds These keepe a Sabbath in eternall iest Such glorious joy can never be exprest There 's rest no toyle there 's joy without all paine Peace without strife content that is not vaine There 's safety without feare blisse without end O! that God would my poore soule thither send For here I labour and have seldome peace Content's a rare thing vaine lasts never cease But there I should hold a perpetuall feast Sing such a sacred song as heav'n likes best Weare such a crowne as never should decay Possesse a dwelling that ne'r falls away Fully enjoy God and see his bright face Whose presence onely makes a happy place Therefore the godly say it is small paine Hell torments to endure this to obtaine Therefore I humbly pray I may so here Upon the earth live that I may appeare After my soule hath put off's mortall case Pure and unspotted in this resting place 〈◊〉 should I truly keepe a Sabbath day And in bright glory ever rest for ay 〈◊〉 with the Prophets and Apostles zealous 〈◊〉 Constant Martyrs and our Christian fellowes 〈◊〉 faithfull servants and his chosen sheepe 〈…〉 w'n I hope within short time to keepe FINIS