t' assault the Ill Of the good Angels seruing to the glory of God and good of his Church both in generall and particular Th' vnspotted Spirits that neuer did intend To mount too high nor yet too lowe descend With willing speed they euery moment goe Whether the breath of diuine grace doth blowe Their aims had neuer other limitation Then God's own glory and his Saints saluation Law-less Desire nâ—'r enters in their brest Th' Almightie's Face is their Ambrosiall Feast Repentant tears of strayed Lambs returning Their Nectar sweet their Musike Sinners Mourning Ambitious Mans greedy Desire doth gape Sâ—eptâ—r Scepter Crown on Crown to clap These neuer thirst for greater Dignities Trauail's their â—ase their bliss in seruice lies For God no sooner hath his pleasure spoken Or bow'd his head or giuen som other token Or almost thought on an Exploit where in The Ministry of Angels shall be seen But these quick Postes with ready expedition Fly to accomplish their diuine Commission One followes Agar in hir pilgrimage Gen. 21 17 18. And with sweet comforts doth her cares asswage Another guideth Isâ—â—â—â— mighty Hoasts Exod. 23 23 33 2. Another Iacob on th' Idumean Coasts Another skill'd in Physick to the Light Tobi. 11 7 11 12 14 15 Restores old faithfull Tobies failing sight In Nazareth another rapt with ioy Tels that a Virgin shall bring forth a Boy That Mary shall at-once be Mayd-and-Mother Luk. 1 26. And bear at-once her Son Sire Spowse and Brother Yea that Her happy fruitfull woomb shall hold Him that in Him doth all the World infold Som in the Desart tenderd consolations Math. 4 11. While IESVS stroue with Sathans strong Temptations One in the Garden in his Agonies Luk. 22 43. Cheers-vp his fears in that great enterprise To take that bloody Cup that bitter Chalice And drink it off to purge our sinfull Malice Another certifies his Resurrection Matth. 28 25. Vnto the Women whose faith 's imperfection Suppos'd his colde limbs in the Graue were bound Vntill th' Archangels lofty Trump should sound Another past all hope doth pre-auerr Luk. 1 13. Acts 12. â— The birth of Iohn Christ's holy Harbenger One trusty Seriant for diuine Decrees The Iewes Apostle from close Prison frees One in few howers a fearfull slaughter made Of all the First-born that the Memphians had Exod. 12 29. Exempting Those vpon whose door-postes stood A sacred token of Lambs tender blood 2. Kings 10. 35 Another mowes-down in a moments space Before Hierusalem Gods chosen place Senacharib's proud ouer-daring Hoast That threatned Heav'n and 'gainst the Earth did boast In his Blasphemous braues comparing ev'n His Idol-Gods vnto the God of Heav'n His Troups victorious in the East before Besieg'd the City which did sole adore The Onely God so that without their leaue A Sparrow scarce the sacred Wals could leaue Then Ezechias as a prudent Prince Poizing the danger of these sad euents His Subiects thrall his Cities wofull Flames His Childrens death the rape of noble Dames The Massacre of Infants and of Eld And 's Royall Self with thousand weapons queld The Templeraz'd th' Altar and Censer voyd Of sacred vse Gods Seruants all destroyd Humbled in Sack-cloath and in Ashes cries For ayd to God the God of Victories Who hears his suit and thunders down his Fury On those proud Pagan Enimies of Iury For while their Watch within their Corps de Garde About the Fire securely snorted hard From Heav'n th' Almighty looking sternly down Glancing his Friends a smile his Foes a frown A sacred Fencer 'gainst th' Assyrians sent Whose two-hand Sword at euery veny slent Not through a single Souldiers feeble bones But keenly slyces through whole Troops at once And heaws broad Lanes before it and behinde As swistly whirling as the whisking winde Now gan they fly but all too slowe to shun A flying Sword that follow'd euery one A Sword they saw but could not see the arm That in one Night had don so dismall harm As we perceiue a Winde-mils sayls to go But not the Winde that doth transport them so Blushing Aurora had yet scarce dismist Mount Libanus from the Nights gloomy Mist When th' Hebrew Sentinels discov'ring plain An hundred foure score and fiue thousand slain Exceeding ioyfull gan to ponder stricter To see such Conquest and not knowe the Victor O sacred Tutors of the Saints you Guard Of Gods Elect you Pursuiuants prepar'd To execute the Counsails of the Highest You Heav'nly Courtiers to your King the nighest Gods glorious Heralds Heav'ns swift Harbengers 'Twixt Heav'n and Earth you true Interpreters I could be well content and take delight To follow farther your celestiall Flight But that I fear heer hauing ta'n in hand So long a iourney both by Sea and Land I fear to faint if at the first too fast I cut away and make too-hasty haste For Trauailers that burn in braue desire To see strange Countries manners and attire Make haste enough if onely the First Day From their own Sill they set but on their way So Morne and Euening the First Day conclude And God perceiu'd that All his Workes were good THE SECOND DAIE OF THE FIRST WEEK THE ARGVMENT Lewd Pöets checkt Our Pöets chast Intents Heav'ns Curtain spread th' all-forming Elements Their number nature vse and Domination Concent excesse continuance situation Aire 's triple Regions and their Temper 's change Windes Exhalations and all Meteors strange Th' effects the vse apply'd to Conscience Mans Reason non-plust in som Accidents Of Prodigies of th' Elementall Flame Heav'ns ten-fold Orbs Waters aboue the same THose learned Spirits whose wits applyed wrong With wanton Charms of their in chanting song A iust reproof of wanton lasciâ—ious Poets of our Time Make of an olde foul frantike Hecuba A wondrous fresh fair witty Helena Of lewd Faustina that loose Emperess A chaste Lucretia loathing wantonness Of a blinde Bowe-Boy of a Dwarf a Bastard No petty Godling but the Gods great Master On thankless furrows of a fruitless sand Their seed and labour lose with heedless hand And pitching Netts to catch I little wott What fume of Fame that seems them to besott Resemble Spiders that with curious pain Weaue idle Webs and labour still in vain But though then Time we haue no deerer Treasure Less should I wail their miss-expence of leasure If their sweet Muse with too-well spoken Spell Drew not their Readers with themselues to Hell For vnder th' hony of their learned Works A hatefull draught of deadly poyson lurks Whereof alas Young spirits quaffe so deep The danger of their seduced Readers That drunk with Loue their Reason falls asleep And such a habit their fond Fancy gets That their ill stomack still loues euill meats Th' inchanting force of their sweet eloquence Hurls head long down their tender Audience Ay childe-like sliding in a foolish strife On th' Icie down-Hills of this slippery Life The Songs their Phoebus
soon vnite and in a narrow place Intrench themselues their courage growes apace Their heart 's on fire and Circumcised Powrs By their approach double the strength of ours 'T is doubt-less this * Contrary Circumstance The effects theâ— of in the middle Region of the Aire Antiperistasis Bear with the word I hold it not a miss T' adopt somtimes such strangers for our vse When Reason and Necessity induce As namely where our natiue Phrase doth want A Word so force-full and significant Which makes the Fireseem to our sense and reason Hotter in Winter then in Sommer season 'T is it which causeth the cold frozen Scythia Too-often kist by th' husband of Orithya To bring forth people whose still hungry brest Winter or Sommer can more meat digest Then those lean staruelings which the Sun doth broil Vpon the hot sands of the Libyan soyl And that our selues happily seated fair Whose spongy lungs draw sweet and holesom Aire Hide in our stomacks a more liuely heat While bi-front Ianus frosty frowns do threat Then when bright Phoebus leauing swarty Chus Mounts on our Zenith to reflect on vs. Th' Almighties hand did this Partition form Why the air was thus distinguished in the 3. Regions To th' end that Mist Comets and Winde and Storm Deaw drizling Showrs Hail slippery Ice Snowe In the Three Regions of the Aire might growe Wherof som pointed th' Earth to fertilize Other to punish our impieties Might dayly grave in hardest hearts the love And fear of him who Raigns in Heav'n above For as a little end of burning wax Of exhalations and whereunto they are appropriate by the Sun and the Regions of the Aire By th' emptiness or if it self attracts In Cupping-glasses through the scotched skin Behind the Poule superfluous humors thin Which fuming from the brain did thence descend Vpon the sight and much the same offend So the swift Coach-man whose bright flaming hair Doth euery Day gild either Hemisphear Two sorts of Vapours by his heat exhales From floating Deeps and from the flowry Dales Th' one somwhat hot but heauy moist and thick The other light dry burning pure and quick Which through the Welkin roaming all the year Make the World diuers to itself appear Now if a vapour be so thin that it Cannot to Water be transformed fit Of Mist. And that with Cold-lym'd wings it houer neer The flowry Mantle of our Mother deer Our Aire growes dusky and moist drowsy Mist Vpon the Fields doth for a time persist And if this vapour fair and softly sty Not to the cold Stage of the middle Sky Of Deaw and Ice But 'bove the Clouds it turneth in a trice In April Deaw in Ianuary Ice But if the Vapour brauely can aduenture Vp to th' eternall seat of shivering Winter The small thin humour by the Cold is prest Into a Cloud which wanders East and West Of Rain Vpon the Winde 's wings till in drops of Rain It fall into his Grandames lap again Whether som boistrous winde with stormy puff Ioustling the Clouds with mutuall counter-buff Do break their brittle sides and make them shatter In drizling Showres their swift distilling water As when a wanton heedless Page perhaps Diuers Similes shewing how the Rain is caused through the incounter of the Cloudes which are the matter of it Rashly together two full glasses claps Both being broken so dainly they pour Both their brew'd liquors on the dusty flour Whether som milder gale with sighing breath Shaking their Tent their tears disseuereth As after rain another rain doth drop In shady Forests from their shaggy top When through their green boughs whiffing Winds do whirl With want on pufs their wauing locks to curl Or whether th' vpper Clouds moist heauiness Doth with his waight an vnder Cloud oppress And so one humour doth another crush Till to the ground their liquid pearls do gush As the more clusters of ripe grapes we pack In Vintage-time vpon the hurdles back At 's pearced bottom the more fuming liquor Runns in the scummy Fat and falls the thicker Then many Heav'n-flouds in our Flouds do lose-am Whence it proceedeth that sometimes it raineth Frogs Nought's seen but Showers the Heav'ns sad sable bosom Seems all in tears to melt and Earths green bed With stinking Frogs is somtimes couered Either because the floating Cloud doth fold Within it self both moist dry hot and cold Whence all things heer are made or else for that The actiue windes sweeping this dusty Flat Somtimes in th' aire som fruitfull dust doo heap Whence these new-formed vgly creatures leap As on the edges of som standing Lake Which neighbour Mountains with their gutters make The foamy slime it self transformeth oft To green half-Tadpoles playing there aloft Half-made half-vnmade round about the Floud Half-dead half-liuing half-a frog half-mud Somtimes it happens that the force of Cold Freezes the whole Cloud then we may behold Of Snow In siluer Flakes a heav'nly Wooll to fall Then Fields seem grass-less Forests leafe-less all The World 's all white and through the heaps of Snowe The highest Stag can scarce his armour showe Somtimes befals that when by secret powr Of Haile The Cloud 's new-chang'd into a dropping showr Th' excessiue cold of the mid-Aire anon Candies-it all in bals of Icy-stone Whose violent storms somtimes alas doo proin Of fume Vapours or exhalations whirling in the Lowe and Middle Regions of the aire and whereof the windes are ingendred Without a knife our Orchard and our Vine Reap without sickle beat down Birds and Cattle Disgrace our woods and make our Roofs to rattle If Heav'ns bright Torches from Earth's kidneys sup Som somwhat dry and heatfull Vapours vp Th' ambitious lightning of their nimble Fire Would so dainly neer th' Azure Cirques aspire But scarce so soon their fuming crest hath raught Or toucht the Coldnes of the middle Vault And felt what force their mortall Enemy In Garrison keeps there continually When down again towards their Dam they bear Holp by the waight which they haue drawn from her But in the instant to their aid arriues Another new heat which their heart reuiues Re-arms their hands and hauing staied their flight Better resolv'd brings them again to fight Well fortifi'd then by these fresh supplies More brauely they renew their enterprize And one-while th' vpper hand with honour getting Another-while disgracefully retreating Our lower Aire they tosse in sundry sort As weak or strong their matter doth comport This lasts not long because the heat and cold Equall in force and Fortune equall bold In these assaults to end this so dain brall Th' one stops their mounting th' other stayes their fall So that this Vapour neuer resting stound Stands neuer still but makes his motion round Posteth from Pole to Pole and flies amain From Spain to India and from Inde to Spain But though these blustring spirits seem alwaies blow'n By the same spirit and of like Vapour
end-less simple vnpalpable For whether that the Soule the Mint of Art The Seat of the Soule Be all in all or all in euery part Whether the Brain or Heart doo lodge the Soule O Seneca where where could'st thou enroule Those many hundred words in Prose or Verse Which at first hearing thou could'st back rehearse Notable examples of excellent Memories Where could great Cyrus that great Table shut Wherein the Pictures and the names he put Of all the Souldiers that by thousands wander'd After the fortunes of his famous Standard In what deep vessell did th' Embassader Of Pyrrhus whom the Delphian Oracler Deluded by his double-meaning Measures Into what Cesterns did he pour those Treasures Of learned store which after for his vse In time and place he could so fit produce The Memorie is th' Eyes true Register The Peasants Book Times wealthy Treasorer Keeping Records of Acts and accidents What s' ever subiect vnto humane sense Since first the Lord the Worlds foundations laid Or Phoebus first his golden locks displaid And his pale Sister from his beaming light Borrow'd her splendor to adorn the Night So that our Reason searching curiously Through all the Roules of a good Memory And fast'ning closely with a Gordian knot To past euents what Present Times allot Fore-sees the Future and becomes more sage More happily to lead our later age And though our Soule liue as imprison'd here In our frail flesh or buried as it were Of the quicke swiftnes and sodain motion of the Soule comprehending all things in HeaueÌ„ and Earth In a dark Toomb Yet at one flight she flies From Caipè t' Imaus from the Earth to Skies Much swifter then the Chariot of the Sun Which in a Day about the World doth run For somtimes leauing these base slymy heaps With cheereful spring aboue the Clouds she leaps Glides through the Aire and there she learns to knowe Th' Originalls of Winde and Hail and Snowe Of Lightning Thunder Blazing-Starrs and storms Of Rain and Ice and strange Exhaled Forms By th' Aires steep-stairs she boldly climbs aloft To the Worlds Chambers Heav'n she visits oft Stage after Stage she marketh all the Sphears And all th' harmonious various course of theirs With sure account and certain Compasses She counts their Starrs she metes their distances And differing pases and as if she found No Subiect fair enough in all this Round She Mounts aboue the Worlds extreamest Wall Far far beyond all things corpóreall Where she beholdes her Maker face to face His frowns of Iustice and his smiles of Grace The faithfull zeal the chaste and sober Port And sacred Pomp of the Celestiall Court What can be hard to a sloath-shunning Spirit Spurr'd with desire of Fames eternall merit Of learned curious pleasant marueilous and more then humane inuention of mans wit Look if thou canst from East to Occident From Island to the Moors hot Continent And thou shalt nought perfectly fair behould But Pen or Pencill Grauing-tool or Mould Hath so resembled that scarce can our ey The Counterfait from the true thing descry The brazen Mare that famous Myron cast Which Stallions leapt and for a Mare imbraç't The liuely picture of that ramping Vine Which whilom Zeuxis limn'd so rarely fine That shoals of Birds beguiled by the shapes Of Caruing and Painting Peckt at the Table as at very Grapes The Marble Statue that with strangest fire Fondly inflam'd th' Athenian Youths desire Apelles Uenus which allur'd well-neer As many Loues as Venus self had heer Are proofs enough that learned Painting can Can Goddess-like another Nature frame But th' Art of Man not only can compack Features and forms that life and Motion lack The subtle conclusions of the Mathematikes witnes Archytas Doue But also fill the Aire with painted shoals Of flying Creatures Artificiall Fowls The Tarentines valiant and learned Lord Archytas made a wooden Doue that soar'd About the Welkin by th' accorded sleights The Eagle and the Flie of Iohn de Monte-Regio or Regi-Montanus And counterpoiz of sundrie little weights Why should I not that wooden Eagle mention A learned Germanes late-admir'd inuention Which mounting from his fist that framed her Flew far to meet an Almain Emperour And hauing met him with her nimble train And weary wings turning about again Follow'd him close vnto the Castle Gate Of Noremberg whom all the Showes of State Streets hangd with Arras Arches curious built Loud-thundring Canons Columns richly gilt Gray-headed Senate and Youth's gallantise Graç't not so much as onely This Deuise Once as this Artist more with mirth then meat Feasted some friends that he esteemed great From vnder 's hand an iron Flie flew out Which hauing flowen a perfect Round-about With weary wings return'd vnto her Master And as iudicious on his arm she plaç't-her O diuine wit that in the narrow womb Of a small Flie could finde sufficient room For all those Springs wheels counterpoiz and chains Which stood in stead of life and spur and rains Yea you your selues ye bright Celestiall Orbs Astronomy Although no stop your rest-less Daunce disturbs Nor stays your Course yet can ye not escape The hands of men that are but men in shape A Persian Monarch not content well-nigh The king of Per sia his Heauen of Glass With the Earths bounds to bound his Empery To raign in Heav'n rais'd not with bold defiance Like brauing Nimrod or those boistrous Giants Another Babel or a heap of Hills But without mouing from the Earth he builds A Heav'n of Glass so huge that there-upon Somtimes erecting his ambitious Throne Beneath his proud feet like a God he saw The shyning Lamps of th' other Heav'n to draw Down to the Deep and thence again aduance Like glorious Brides their golden Radiance Yet had the Heav'n no wondrous excellence Saue Greatnes worthy of so great a Prince But who would think that mortall hands could mould Admirable Dialls Clocks namely at this Day that of Straesbourg New Heavn's new Stars whose whirling courses should With constant windings though contrary waies Mark the true mounds of Years and Months and Daies Yet 't is a story that hath oft been heard And by graue Witnes hundred times auerr'd That that profound Briareus who of yore As selfly arm'd with thousands hands and more Maintain'd so long the Syracusian Towrs 'Gainst great Marcellus and his Roman Powrs The Engines of Archimedes and his Spheare Who fier'd his foes Fleet with a wondrous Glass Who hugest Vessels that did euer pass The Tiâ—rhen Seas turn'd with his onely hand From Shoar to Sea and from the Sea to Land Framed a Sphear where euery Wandring Light Of lower Heav'ns and th' vpper Tapers bright Whose glistering flames the Firmament adorn Did of themselues with ruled motion turn Nor may we smother or forget ingrately The Heauen of Siluer sent by the Emperour Ferdinand to Solyman the great Turk The Heav'n of Siluer that was sent but
fury and the Prelats gall Serv'd all as organs to repair the Fall Of Edens old Prince whose luxurious pride Made on his seed his sin for euer slide 4 He turneth the malice of Sathan and his instruments to his own glory and the good of his of whom he hath alwaies speciall care Th' Almighties Care doth diuersly disperse Ore all the parts of all this Vniuerse But more precisely his wide wings protect The race of Adam chiefly his Elect. For ay he watcheth for his Children choice That lift to him their hearts their hands and voice For them he built th' ay-turning Heav'ns Theater For them he made the Fire Aire Earth and Water He counts their hairs their steps he measureth Handles their hands and speaketh with their breath Dwels in their hearts and plants his Regiments Of watchfull Angels round about their Tents A remedy for temptation of the godly seeing the prosperity of the wicked and the afflictions of Gods children But heer what hear I Faith-less God-less men I meruail not that you impugn my pen But O! it grieues me and I am amaz'd That those whose faith like glistering Stars hath blaz'd Even in our darkest nights should so obiect Against a doctrin of so sweet effect Because alas with weeping eyes they see Th' vngodly-most in most Prosperity Clothed in Purple crown'd with Diadems Handling bright Scepters hoording Gold and Gems Croucht-to and courted with all kinde affection As priuiledged by the Heav'ns protection So that their goods their honours their delights Excell their hopes exceed their appetites And opposite the godly in the storms Of this Worlds Sea tost in continuall harms In Earth less rest then Euripus they finde Gods heauy Rods still hanging them behinde Them shame and blame trouble and loss pursues As shadows bodies and as night the deawes Peace peace deer friends I hope to cancel quite The same cōforted in diuers sorts with apt Similitudes cōfirming the reason declaring the right end of God diuers dea ling with men This profane thought from your vnsettled Sp'rit Know then that God to th' end he be not thought A powr-less Iudge heer plagueth many a fault And many a fault leaues heer vnpunished That men may also his last iudgement dread On th' other side note that the Crosse becoms A Ladder leading to Heav'ns glorious rooms A Royall Path the Heav'nly Milken way Which doth the Saints to Ioues high Court convay O! see you not how that a Father graue Curbing his Son much shorter then his Slaue Doth th' one but rare the other rife reproue Th' one but for lucre th' other all for loue As skilfull Quirry that commands the Stable Of som great Prince or Person honourable Giues oftest to that Horse the teaching spur Which he findes fittest for the vse of War A painfull School-master that hath in hand To institute the flowr of all a Land Giues longest Lessons vnto those where Heav'n The ablest wits and aptest wills hath giv'n And a wise Chieftain neuer trusts the waight Of th' execution of a braue Exploit But vnto those whom most he honoureth For often proof of their firm force and faith Such sends he first t' assault his eager foes Such 'gainst the Canon on a Breach bestowes Such he commands naked to scale a Fort And with small number to re-gain a Port. God beats his Deer from birth to buriall To make them know him and their pride appall Affliction profitable to the Faithfull To draw deuout sighes from calamitie And by the touch to try their Constancy T' awake their sloath their minds to exercise To trauail cheer'ly for th' immortall Prize A good Physician that Arts excellence Can help with practice and experience They are necessary to cure the diseases of the soule Applies discreetly all his Recipés Vnto the nature of each fell-disease Curing this Patient with a bitter Potion That with strict Diet th' other with a Lotion And sometime cutteth off a leg or arm So sharply sweet to saue the whole from harm Euen so the Lord according to th' ill humours That vex his most-Saints with soule-tainting tumours Sends somtimes Exile somtimes lingring Languor Somtimes Dishonour somtimes pining Hunger Somtime long Law-suits somtime Loss of good Somtimes a Childes death or a Widdow-hood But ay he holdeth for the good of His In one hand Rods in th' other Remedies The Souldier slugging long at home in Peace Without them Gods children decline His wonted courage quickly doth decrease The rust doth fret the blade hangd vp at rest The Moath doth eate the garment in the Chest The standing Water stinks with putrefaction And Vertue hath no Vertue but in action All that is fairest in the World we finde Subiect to trauail So with storms and winde Th' Air still is tost the Fire and Water tend This still to mount that euer to descend The spirit is spright-less if it want discourse Heavn's no more Heav'n if it once cease his Course The valiant Knight is known by many scars The Crosse an honorable mark But he that steals-home wound-less from the Wars Is held a Coward void of Valours proof That for Deaths fear hath fled or fought a-loof The Lord therfore to giue Humanitie Rare presidents of daunt-less Constancy God will be glorified in the constant sufferings of his Seruants And crown his deer Sons with victorious Laurels Won from a thousand foes in glorious quarrels Pours downe more euils on their hap-less head Then yerst Pandora's odious Box did shead Yet strengthning still their hearts with such a Plaister That though the Flesh stoop still the Spirit is Maister But wrongly I these euils Euill call There is nothing euill in Mans life but sinne vertue is best perceiued in the proofe Sole Vice is ill sole Vertue good and all Besides the same is selfly simply had And held indifferent neither good nor bad Let enuious Fortune all her forces wage Against a constant Man her fellest rage Can never change his godly resolution Though Heav'n it self should threaten his confusion A constant man is like the Sea whose brest True constantie liuely represented by two comparisons Lyes ever open vnto every guest Yet all the Waters that she drinks can not Make her to change her qualities a iot Or like a good sound stomack not soon casting For a light surfet or a small dis-tasting But that vntroubled can incontinent Convert all meats to perfect nourishment Though then the Lords deep Wisedom to this day God Resting on the seuenth Day and blessing it teacheth vs that in resting one day of the Week we should principally imploy it in his seruice That we should cease from our worldly and wicked workes to giue place to his grace and to suffer his Spirit to worke in vs by the Instrument of his holy word Work in the Worlds vncertain-certain Sway Yet must we credit that his hand compos'd All in six Dayes and that He then Repos'd
By his example giving vs behest On the Seaventh Day for evermore to Rest. For God remembred that he made not Man Of Stone or Steel or Brass Corinthian But lodg'd our soule in a frail earthen Mass Thinner then Water britteler then Glass He knowes our life is by nought sooner spent Then having still our mindes and bodies bent A Field left lay for som fewe Years will yield The richer Crop when it again is till'd A River stopped by a sluce a space Runs after rougher and a swifter pase A Bowe a while vnbent will after cast His shafts the farther and them fix more fast A Souldier that a season still hath layn Coms with more fury to the Field again Even so this Body when to gather breath One Day in Seav'n at Rest it soiourneth It re-collects his Powrs and with more cheer Falls the next morrow to his first Career But the chief End this Precept aims at is To quench in vs the coals of Covetize That while we rest from all profaner Arts Gods Spirit may work in our retired hearts That wee down-treading earthly cogitations May mount our thoughts to heav'nly meditations Following good Archers guise who shut one ey Simile That they the better may their mark espy For by th' Almighty this great Holy-day Was not ordain'd to daunce and mask and play Against profaners of the Sabaoth To slugg in sloath and languish in delights And loose the Reans to raging appetites To turn Gods Feasts to filthy Lupercals To frantike Orgies and fond Saturnals To dazle eys with Prides vain-glorious splendor To serue strange Gods or our Ambition tender As th' irreligion of loose Times hath since Chang'd the Prime-Churches chaster innocence We ought on the Lords Day atteÌ„d his seruice me ditate on the euerlasting Rest on the workes of God God would that men should in a certain place This Day assemble as before his face Lending an humble and attentiue ear To learn his great Name 's deer-drad Loving-Fear He would that there the faithfull Pastor should The Scriptures marrow from the bones vnfold That we might touch with fingers as it were The sacred secrets that are hidden there For though the reading of those holy lines In private Houses som-what move our mindes Doubtlesse the Doctrine preacht doth deeper pearce Proves more effectuall and more waight it bears The practise of the faithfull in all reformed Churches on the Sabaoth Day He would that there in holy Psalmes we sing Shrill prayse and thanks to our immortall King For all the liberall bounties he bestow'th On vs and ours in soule and body both He would that there we should confess his Christ Our onely Saviour Prophet Prince and Priest Solemnizing with sober preparation His blessed Seals of Reconciliation And in his Name beg boldly what we need After his will and be assur'd to speed Sith in th' Exchequer of his Clemency All goods of Fortune Soule and Body lie He would this Sabbaoth should a figure be The Corporall Rest a figure of the spirituall Of the blest Sabbaoth of Eternity But th' one as Legall heeds but outward things Th' other to Rest both Soule and body brings Th' one but a Day endures the others Date Eternity shall not exterminate Shadows the one th' other doth Truth include This stands in freedom that in seruitude With cloudy cares th' one 's muffled vp som-whiles The others face is full of pleasing smiles For never grief nor fear of any Fit Of the least care shall dare come neer to it 'T is the grand Iubilé the Feast of Feasts Sabbaoth of Sabbaoths end-less Rest of Rests Which with the Prophets and Apostles zealous The constant Martyrs and our Christian fellows Gods faithfull Seruants and his chosen Sheep In Heav'n we hope within short time to keep He would this Day our soule sequestered Meditation of the workes of God especially on the day of Rest. From busie thoughts of worldly cares should read In Heav'ns bow'd Arches and the Elements His bound-less Bounty Powr and Providence That every part may as a Master teach Th' illiterat Rules past a vulgar reach Com Reader sit com sit thee down by mee Exhortation to this Meditatiâ— with the vse and profit thereof Think with my thoughts and see what I doo see Hear this dumb Doctor study in this Book Where day and night thou mai'st at pleasure look And therby learn vprightly how to liue For every part doth speciall Lessons giue Even from the gilt studs of the Firmament To the base Centre of our Element Seest thou those Stars we wrongly Wandring call The Planets teach vs to follow the will of God Though diuers wayes they daunce about this Ball Yet ever more their manifold Career Follows the Course of the First Mouing Sphear This teacheth thee that though thine own Desires Be opposit to what Heav'ns will requires Thou must still striue to follow all thy dayes God the first Mover in his holy wayes The Moon teacheth that we haue not any thing that we haue not receiued Vain puff of winde whom vaunting pride bewitches For Bodies beauties or Mindes richer Riches The Moon whose splendor from her Brother springs May by Example make thee vail thy wings For thou no less then the pale Queen of Nights Borrow'st all goodnes from the Prince of Lights Wilt thou from Orb to Orb to th' Earth descend The Elementary fire and ours where our happinesse and where our misery consists Behold the Fire which God did round extend As neer to Heav'n the same is cleer and pure Ours heer belowe sad smoaky and obscure So while thy Soule doth with the Heav'ns converse It 's sure and safe from every thought perverse And though thou won heer in this world of sinn Thou art as happy as Heav'ns Angells been But if thy minde be alwayes fixed all On the foul dunghill of this darksom vale It will partake in the contagious smells Of th' vnclean house wherin it droops and dwells If enuious Fortune be thy bitter foe The Aire that afflictions are profitable for vs. And day and night do toss thee to and fro Remember th' Aire coâ—â—â—reth soon except With sundry Windes it be oâ—t swing'd and swept The Sea which somtimes down to Hell is driv'n The Sea that we ought for no respect to transgresse the Law of God And somtimes heaues afroathy Mount to Heav'n Yet never breaks the bounds of her precinct Wherin the Lord her boisterous arms hath linkt Instructeth thee that neither Tyrants rage Ambition's windes nor golden vassallage Of Auarice nor any love nor fear From Gods Command should make thee shrink a hair The Earth which never all at once doth moue The Earth that we should be constant Though her rich Orb received from aboue No firmer base her burthen to sustent Then slippery props of softest Element By her example doth propose to thee A needfull Lesson of true Constancy The Eares of Corne
Who lacks a member yet persevereth To liue we see but members cut away From their own head do by and by decay 9. A Traytor deserues to haue his house razed to the ground Nor was God cruell when he drown'd the Earth For sit hence man had from his very birth Rebeld against him was 't not equity That for his fault his house should vtterly Be rent and raz'd that salt should there besow'n That in the ruins for instruction We for a time might read and vnderstand The righteous vengeance of Heav'ns wrathfull hand That wrought this Deluge and no hoorded waves Of ayry clouds or vnder-earthly caves If all blew Curtins mixt of ayr and water 10. The Flood was no naturall accident but a most iust iudgement of God Round-over-spreading this wide All-Theater To som one Climate all at once should fly One Country they might drown vndoubtedly But our great Galley hauing gone so far So many months in sight of either Star From Pole to Pole through sundry Climats whorld Showes that this Flood hath drowned all the world Now non-plust if to re-inforce thy Camp 11. The waters of the Flood sprung not from a naturall motion only but proceeded frō other then naturall Causes which cannot produce such effects Thou fly for succour to thine Ayery Damp Showe in the concave of what Mountains steep We may imagine Dens sufficient deep For so much ayr as gushing out in fountains Should hide the proud tops of the highest Mountains Sith a whole tun of ayr scarce yeelds in tryall Water ynough to fill one little Viall And what should then betide those empty spaces What should succeed in the forsaken places Of th' air's thin parts in swift springs shrinking thence Sith there 's no voyd in th' All-circumference Whence wilt thou say then coms this raging flood 12. The consideratiō of the power of God in subiecting the creatures to Noah in sustaining feeding them so long in the Arke which was as a Sepulchre confuteth all the obiections of Atheists That over-flowes the windy Ryphean Wood Mount Libanus and enviously aspires To quench the light of the celestiall fires Whence shall I say then whence-from coms it Cham That Wolves and Panthers waxing meek and tame Leaving the horror of their shady home Adiourn'd by Heav'n did in my presence com Who holding subiect vnder my command So many creatures humbled at my hand And now restor'd to th' honour and estate Whence Adam fell through sin and Satans hate Whence doth it com or by what reason is' t That vn-mann'd Haggards to mine empty fist Com without call Whence coms it that so little Fresh water fodder meal and other victuall Should serue so long so many a greedy-gut As in the dark holds of this Ark is shut That heer the Partridge doth not dread the Hauk Nor fearfull Hare the spotted Tiger baulk That all these storms our Vessell haue not broak That all this while we doe not ioyntly choak With noysom breath and excrementall stink Of such a common and continuall sink And that ourselues ' mid all these deaths are sav'd From these All-Seas where all the rest are Grav'd In all the compass of our floating Inns 13. The Arke full of Miracles which confound the wits stop the mouthes of profane wranglers Are not so many planks and boords and pins As wonders strange and miracles that ground Mans wrangling Reason and his wits confound And God no less his mighty powr displayd When he restor'd then when the World he made O sacred Patron pacifie thine ire Bring home our Hulk these angry floods retire A-liue and dead let vs perceiue and proove Thy wrath on others on our selues thy love Thus Noah sweetens his Captivity God causeth the Flood to cease Beguiles the time and charms his misery Hoping in God alone who in the Mountains Now slopping close the veins of all the Fountains Shutting Heav'ns sluees causing th' ayr controul'd Close-vp his channels and his Seas with-hould Cals forth the windes O Heav'ns fresh fans quoth he Earths sweeping Brooms O Forrests enmity O you my Heralds and my Harbengers My nimble Postes and speedy Messengers Mine arms my sinews and mine Eagles swift That through the ayr my rowling Chariot lift When from my mouth in my iust-kindled ire Fly Sulphry fumes and hot consuming fire When with my Lightning Scepters dreadfull wonder I muster horror darknes clouds and thunder Wake rise and run and drink these waters dry That hills and dales haue hidden from the sky Th' Aeolian Crowd obays his mighty call The Arke resteth on the Mountain Ararat in Armenia The surly surges of the waters fall The Sea retreateth and the sacred Keel Lands on a Hill at whose proud feet doo kneel A thousand Hills his lofty horn adoring That cleaues the clouds the starry welkin goaring Then hope-cheer'd Noah first of all for scout What Noah did before he went forth Sends forth the Crowe who flutters neer-about And finding yet no landing place at all Returns a-boord to his great Admirall Som few dayes after from the window flyes The harm-less Doue for new discoveries But seeing yet no shoar she almost tyr'd A-boord the Carrack back again retyr'd But yer the Sun had seav'n Heav'n-Circuits rode To view the World a-fresh she flyes abroad And brings a-boord at evening in her bill And Oliue branch with water pearled still O happy presage O deer pledge of loue O wel-com newes behold the peacefull Doue Brings in her beak the Peace-branch boading weal And truce with God who by this sacred seal Kindely confirms his holy Couenant That first in fight the Tiger rage shall want Lions be cowards Hares couragious Yer he be false in word or deed to vs. O sacred Oliue firstling of the fruits Health-boading branch be it thy tender roots Haue lived still while this strange Deluge lasted I doe reioyce it hath not all things wasted Or be it since the Ebb thou newly spring Prays'd be the bounty of th' immortall King That quickens thus these dead the World induing With beauty fresh so suddainly renuing Thus Noah spake And though the World gan lift He exspecteth Gods commandement to goe forth whereby at the first hee was shut vp in the Ark Most of his Iles above the waters drift Though waxen old in his long weary night He see a friendly Sun to brandish bright Though choak't with ill ayr in his stinking staul Hee 'l not a-shoar till God be pleas'd with-all And till devout from Heav'n he vnderstand Som Oracle to licence him to land But warn'd by Heav'n he commeth from his Cave Or rather from a foul infectious grave With Sem Cham Iapheth and their twice-two Brides And thousand pairs of living things besides Vnclean and clean for th' holy Patriark Had of all kinds inclosed in the Ark. But heer I hear th' vngodly that for fear Late whispered softly in each others ear With silent murmurs muttering secretly Now trumpet
can the Steer The whistling Goad-man's guiding language hear It rain'd indeed but not such fertil rain The manner of their punishment by fire and brimstone from Heaven and the reason thereof As makes the Corn in Sommer sprout amain And all things freshed with a pleasant air To thrive and prove more lively strong and fair But in this sink of Sin this stinking Hel A rain of Salt of Fire and Brimston fel. Salt did consume the pleasant fruitfulness Which serv'd for fewel to their Wantonness Fire punished their beastly Fire within And Brimstone's stink the stench of their foul Sin So as their Sin was singular of right Their Punishment was also exquisite Heer open Flames and there yet hidden Fires Burn all to ashes sparing neither Spires Of Brick nor Stone nor Columns Gates nor Arches Nor Bowrs nor Towrs nor even their neighbour-Marches In vain the-while the People weep and cry The same most liuely represented To see their wrack and knowe no remedy For now the Flame in richest Roofs begun From molten gutters scalding Lead doth run The Slats and Tyles about their ears do split The burning Rafters Pitch and Rosin spit The whirling Fire re-mounteth to the Skie About the fields ten thousand sparks do flie Half-burned Houses fal with hideous fray And VVLCAN makes Mid-night as bright as Day Heaven flings-down nought but flashing Thunder-shot Th' Air 's all a-fire Earth's exhalations hot Are spewing AETNA'S that to Heaven aspire All th' Elements in brief are turn'd to fire Heer one perceiving the next Chamber burning With suddain leap towards the window turning Thinks to cry Fire but instantly the smoke And Flame with-out his with-in Voice do choke Another sooner feels then sees the Fire For while O horror in the stinking mire Of his foul Lust he lies a Lightning flash Him and his Love at-once to dust doth dash Th' abhorred Bed is burnt and they aswell Coupled in Plague as Sin are sent to Hell Another yet on tops of Houses crawls But his foot slips and down at last he falls Another feeling all his cloathes a-fire Thinking to quench them yer it should come nigher Leaps in a Lake but all the Lake began To boyl and bubble like a seething Pan Simile Or like a Chaldron that top-full of Oyl Environ'd round with fume and flame doth boyl To boyl to death som cunning counterfait That with false stamp som Princes Coyn hath beat Another seeing the City all in Cinders Himself for safety to the fields he renders But flakes of Fire from Heav'n distilling thick There th' horror of a thousand Deaths do strike Through Adamah's and Gomor's goodly Plains Sodom and Seboim not a soule remains Horse Sheep and Oxen Cows and Kids partake In this revenge for their vile Masters sake Thus hath the hand of the Omnipotent Inroll'd the Deed of their drad Punishment With Diamantin Pen on Plates of Brass With such an Ink as nothing can deface The molten Marble of these cindred Hills Asphaltis Lake and these poor mock-fruit Fields Keep the Record and cry through every Age How God detesteth such detested rage O chastisement most dradly-wonderfull Th' Heav'n-cindred Cities a broad standing Pool O're-flowes yet flowes not whose infectious breath Corrupts the Ayr and Earth dis-fertileth A Lake whose back whose belly and whose shoar Nor Bark nor Fish nor Fowl hath ever bore The pleasant Soyl that did even shame yer-while The plentious beauties of the banks of Nile Now scarr'd and collowed with his face and head Cover'd with ashes is all dri'd and dead Voyd of all force vitall or vegetive Vpon whose brest nothing can live or thrive For nought it bears save an abortiue suit Of seeming-fair false vain and fained fruit A fruit that feeds theey and fills the hand But to the stomach in no steed doth stand For even before it touch the tender lips Or Ivory teeth in empty smoak it slips So vanishing only the nose receiues A noysom savour that behinde it leaues Heer I adiure you vent'rous Trauailours Exhortation to Trauailers that haue seene to others that shall reade or heare these fearefull monuments of Gods seuere Iustice to make right vse of this fearefull Example That visit th' horror of these cursed shoars And taste the venom of these stinking streams And touch the vain fruit of these wythered stems And also you that do beholde them thus In these sad Verses pourtray'd heer by vs To tremble all and with your pearly tears To showr another Sea and that your hairs Staring vpright on your affrighted head Heave-vp your Hats and in your dismall dread To think you hear like Sulph'ry Storms to strike On our nâ—w Monsters for Offences like For the Almightie's drad all-daunting arm Not only strikes such as with Sodom swarm In these foul Sins but such as sigh or pity Sodoms destruction or so damn'd a City And cannot constant with dry eyes observe God's iudgements iust on such as such deserve LOT hies to SEGOR but his wife behinde Lots wise metamorphozed Lagged in body but much more in minde She weeps and wails O lamentable terror O impicus Pity O kind-cruell error The dire destruction of the smoking Cities Her Sons-in-Law which should haue been she pities Grieves so to leave her goods and she laments To lose her Iewels and habiliments And contrary to th' Angels Words precise Towards the Town she turns her wofull eyes But instantly turn'd to a whitely stone Her feet alas fast to the ground be growen The more she stirs she sticks the faster in As silly Bird caught in a subtil gin Simile Set by som Shepheard neer the Copses side The more it struggles is the faster ty'd And as the venom of an eating Canker Simile From flesh to flesh runs every day the ranker And never rests vntill from foot to head O're all the Body his fell poyson spread This Ice creeps-vp and ceaseth not to num Till even the marrow hard as bones becom The brain be like the seul and bloud convert To Alablaster over every part Her Pulse doth cease to beat and in the air The Windes no more can wave her scattered hair Her belly is no belly but a Quar Of Cardon Rocks and all her bowels are A pretious Salt-Mine supernaturall Such as but Salt I wot not what to call A Salt which seeming to be fall'n from Heav'n To curious Spirits hath long this Lesson given Not to presume in Divine things to pry Which seav'n-times seal'd vnder nine Locks do lie She weeps alas and as she weeps her tears Turn into Pearls fro'rn on her twinkling hairs Fain would she speak but forced to conceal In her cold throat her guilty words congeal Her mouth yet open and her arms a-cross Though dumb declare both why and how she was Thus Metamorphos'd for Heav'n did not change Her last sad gestures in her suddain Change No gorgeous Maâ—sole grac't with flattering verse Eternizeth her Trunk her House and Herse But to
Works reueales him t' our intelligence There-in our fingers feel our nostrils smel Our palats taste his vertues that excel He shewes him to our eyes talks to our ears In th' ord'red motions of the spangled Sphears The World 's a School where in a generall Story Sundrie comparisons shewing what vse Christians should make in considering the workes of God in this mighty World God alwayes reads dumb Lectures of his Glory A pair of Stairs whereby our mounting Soule Ascends by steps aboue the Arched Pole A sumptuous Hall where God on euery side His wealthy Shop of wonders opens wide A Bridge whereby we may pass-o're at ease Of sacred Secrets the broad boundless Seas The World 's a Cloud through which there shineth cleer Not faire Latona's quiv'red Darling deer But the true Phoebus whose bright countenance Through thickest vail of darkest night doth glance The World 's a Stage where Gods Omnipotence His Iustice Knowledge Loue and Prouidence Do act their Parts contending in their kindes Aboue the Heav'ns to rauish dullest mindes The World 's a Book in Folio printed all With God's great Works in letters Capitall Each Creature is a Page and each Effect Afaire Character void of all defect But as young Trewants toying in the Schools In steed of learning learn to play the fools We gaze but on the Babies and the Couer The gawdy Flowrs and Edges gilded-ouer And neuer farther for our Lesson look Within the Volume of this various Book Where learned Nature rudestones instructs That by His wisedome God the World conducts To read This Book we need notvnderstand Although the world discouer sufficiently euen to the most rude the Eternity and Power of God Yet only the true Christians do rightly conceiue it Each strangers gibbrish neither take in hand Turks Characters nor Hebrue Points to seek Nyle's Hieroglyphikes nor the Notes of Greek The wandring Tartars the Antartiks wilde Th' Alarâ—ies fierce the Scythians fel the Childâ— Scarce seav'n year old the bleâ—red aged eye Though void of Art read heer indifferently But he that wears the spectacles of Faith Sees through the Sphears aboue their highest heighth He comprehends th' Arch-moouer of all Motions And reads though running all these needfull Notions Therefore by Faith's pure rayes illumined These sacred Pandects I desire to read And God the better to beholde beholde Th' Orb from his Birth in 's Ages manifolde Th' admired Author's Fancy fixed not On some fantastik fore-conceited Plot Much less did he an elder World elect God needing no Idea nor premeditatioÌ„ nor Pattern of his work of nothing made all the World By form whereof he might this Frame erect As th' Architect that buildeth for a Prince Some stately Palace yer he do commence His Royall Work makes choise of such a Court Where cost and cunning equally consort And if he finde not in one Edifice All answerable to his queint deuice From this fair Palace then he takes his Front From that his Finials here he learns to mount His curious Stairs there findes he Frise and Cornish And other Places other Peeces furnish And so selecting euery where the best Doth thirty Models in one House digest Nothing but Nothing had the Lord Almighty Whereof wherewith whereby to build this Citie Yet when he Heav'ns Aire Earth and Sea did frame He sought not far he swet not for the same A fit Simile to that purpose As Sol without descending from the sky Crowns the fair Spring in painted brauery Withouten trauaile causeth th' Earth to bear And far off makes the World young euery year The Power and Will th' affection and effect The Work and Proiect of this Architect March all at once all to his pleasure ranges Who Alwaies-One his purpose neuer changes Yet did this Nothing not at once receiue Of Nothing God created the matter whereunto afterward he gaue the form and figure which now we behold in the creatures Matter and Forme For as we may perceiue That Hee who means to build a warlike Fleet Makes first prouision of all matter meet As Timber Iron Canuase Cord and Pitch And when all 's ready then appointeth which Which peece for Planks which plank shall line the waste The Poup and Prow which Fir shall make a Mast As Art and Vse directeth heedfully His hand his tool his iudgement and his eye So God before This Frame he fashioned I wote not what great Word he vttered From 's sacred mouth which summon'd in a Masse Whatsoeuer now the Heav'ns wide arms embrace But where the Shipwright for his gainful trade Findes all his stuffe to 's hand already made Th' Almightie makes his all and euery part Without the help of others Wit or Art That first World yet was a most formless Form A confus'd Heap a Chaos most deform What that new created Chaos was before God gaue it forme figure place and situation A Gulf of Gulfs a Body ill compact An vgly medly where all difference lackt Where th' Elements lay iumbled all together Where hot and colde were iarring each with either The blunt with sharp the dank against the drie The hard with soft the base against the high Bitter with sweet and while this brawl did last The Earth in Heav'n the Heav'n in Earth was plac't Earth Aire and Fire were with the Water mixt Water Earth Aire within the Fire were fixt Fire Water Earth did in the Aire abide Aire Fire and Water in the Earth did hide For yet th' immortall mightie Thunder-darter The Lord high-Marshall vnto each his quarter Had not assigned the Celestiall Arks Were not yet spangled with their fiery sparks As yet no flowrs with odours Earth reuiued No scaly shoals yet in the waters diued Nor any Birds with warbling harmony Were born as yet through the transparent Sky All All was void of beauty rule and light Genes 1. 2. All without fashion soule and motion quite Fire was no fire the Water was no water Aire was no aire the Earth no earthly matter Or if one could in such a World spy forth The Fire the Ayre the Water and the Earth Th' Earth was not firm the Fier was not hot Th' Aire was not light the Water cooled not Briefly suppose an Earth poore naked vain All void of verdure without Hill or Plain A Heav'n vn-hangd vn-turning vn-transparant Vn-garnished vn-gilt with Stars apparant So maist thou ghesse what Heav'n and Earth was that Where in confusion raigned such debate A Heav'n and Earth for my base stile most fit Not as they were but as they were not yet This was not then the World 't was but the Matter The Nurcery whence it should issue after Or rather th' Embryon that within a Weeke The Chaos how to be considered Was to be born for that huge lump was like The shape-less burthen in the Mothers womb A simile Which yet in Time doth into fashion com Eyes eares and nose mouth fingers hands and feet And euery member in proportion
immortall Layes EVEN NOVV I listned for the Clock to chime Before he conclude the first Day he treateth of Angels Dayes latest hower that for a little time The Night might ease My Labours but I see As yet Aurora hath scarce smil'd on me My Work still growes for now before mine eyes Heav'ns glorious Hoast in nimble squadrons flyes Whether This-Day God made you Angels bright The time of their Creation not certainly resolued Vnder the name of Heav'n or of the Light Whether you were after in th' instant born With those bright Spangles that the Heav'ns adorn Or whether you deriue your high Descent Long time before the World and Firmament For I nill stiâ—ly argue to and fro In nice Opinions whetherso orso Especially where curious search perchance Is not so safe as humble Ignorance I am resolv'd that onceth ' Omnipotent Created you immortall innocent Good fair and free in brief of Essence such As from his Own differd not very much But euen as those whom Princes fauours oft Some of theÌ„ are â—allen reuolting from God and are cast into Hell therefore called Euill Angels Wicked Spirits and Diuels Aboue therest haue rais'd and set-aloft Are oft the first that without right or reason Attempt Rebellion and doo practice Treason And so at length are iustly tumbled down Beneath the foot that raught aboue the Crown Euen so som Legions of thoselofty Spirits Envy'ng the glory of their Makers merits Conspir'd together stroue against the stream T' vsurp his Sâ—epter and his Diademe But He whose hands doo neuer Lightnings lack Proud sacrilegious Mutiners to wrack Hurld them in th' Aire or in som lower Cell For where God is not euery where is Hell This cursed Crew with Pride and Fury fraught Of vs at least haue this aduantage got That by experience they can truly tell How far it is from highest Heav'n to Hell For by a proud leap they haue tane the measure When head long thence they tumbled in displeasure These Fiends aâ—e so far-off from bett'ring them The insolent and audacious attempts of Satan and his Fellowes against God and his Church By this hard Iudgement that still more extream The more their plague the more their pride increases The more their rage as Lizards cut in peeces Threat with more malice though with lesser might And euen in dying shewe their liuing spight For euer since against the King of Heav'n Th' Apostate Prince of Darknes still hath striv'n Striv'n to depraue his Deeds t'interr their Story T' vndoo his Church to vnder-mine his Glory To reaue this World's great Body Ship and State Of Head of Maister and of Magistrate But finding still the Maiesty diuine Too strongly â—â—nâ— t for him to vnder-mine His Ladders Canons and his Engines all Force-less to batter the celestiall Wall Too weak to hurt the Head he hacks the Members The Tree too hard the Branches he dismembers The Fowlers Fishers and the Foresters Set not so many toyls and baits and snares To take the Foul the Fish the sauage Beasts In Woods and Floods and fear-full Wildernes As this false Spiritsets Engines to beguile The cunningest that practice nought but wile With want on glaunce of Beauties burning eye The diuers baits of the Diuell to entrap mankind He snares hot Youth in sensuality With Golds bright lustre doth he Age intice To Idolize detested Auarice With grace of Princes with their pomp and State Ambitious Spirits he doth intoxicate With curious Skill-pride and vain dreams he witches Those that contemn Pleasure and State and Riches Yea Faith it selfe and Zeal be somtimes Angles Wherewith this-Iuggler Heav'n-bent Soules intangles Much like the green Worm that in Spring deuours The buds and leaues of choisest Fruits and Flowrs Turning their sweetest sap and fragrant verdure To deadly poyson and detested ordure Who but alas would haue been gull'd yer-whiles Their Oracles With Night's black Monark's most malitious wiles To hear Stones speak to see strange wooden Miracles And golden Gods to vtter wondrous Oracles To see Him play the Prophet and inspire So many Sibyls with a sacred fire To raise dead Samuel from his silent Toomb 1. Samuel 28. 14 17. To tell his King Calamities to-com T inflame the Flamine of Ioue Ammon so With Heathen-holy fury-fits to knowe Future euents and somtimes truly tell The blinded World what afterwards befel To counter fait the wondrous Works of God Their false Miracles Exod. 7 11 22. 8 7. His Rod turn Serpent and his Serpent Rod To change the pure streams of th' Egyptian Flood From clearest water into crimsin blood To rain-down Frogs and Grass-hoppers to bring In the bed-chambers of the stubborn King For as he is a Spirit vnseen he sees The plots of Princes and their Policies Vnfelt he feels the depth of their desires Who harbours vengeance and whose heart aspires And as vs'd dayly vnto such affects Such feats and fashions iudges of th' effects Their Wiles Besides to circumvent the quickest sprighted To blind the eyes euen of the clearest sighted And to enwrap the wisest in his snares He oft fore-tels what he himself prepares For if a Wise-man though Mans dayes be don As soon almost as they be heer begun Wherefore their effects are so strange wonderfull And his dull Flesh be of too slowe a kinde T' ensue the nimble Motions of his minde By th' onely power of Plants and Minerals Can work a thousand super-naturals Who but will think much more these Spirits can Work strange effects exceeding sense of Man Sith being immortall long experience brings Them certain knowledge of th' effects of things And free from bodie 's clog with less impeach And lighter speed their bold Designes they reach Not that they haue the bridle on their neck God restraines them at his pleasure To run at random without curb or check T' abuse the Earth and all the World to blinde And tyrannize our body and our minde God holds them chain'd in Fetters of his Power That without leaue one minute of an hower They cannot range It was by his permission The Lying Spirit train'd Achab to perdition 1. Kings â—2 35 Making him marchagainst that Foe with force Which should his body from his soule diuorce Arm'd with Gods sacred Pass-port he did try Iust humble Iob's renowned Constancy Iob. 1 15 c. He reaues him all his Cattel many wayes By Fire and Foes his faithfull Seruants slayes To losse of Goods he adds his Childrens loss And heaps vpon him bitter cross on cross For th' Onely Lord somtimes to make a tryall Why the Lord sometimes le ts loose those wicked Spirits Of firmest Faith somtimes with Errors violl To drench the Soules that Errors sole delight Le ts loose these Furies who with fell despight Driue still the same Nail and pursue incensed Their damned drifts in Adam first commenced But as these Rebels maugré all their will T' assist the Good befoâ—ç't
And in this Store-house of his Wonders treasure Observ'd in all things number waight and measure For had the Water next the Fire been plaç't Fire seeming then moro wrongd and more disgraç't Would sodainly have left his Aduersary And set vpon the Vmpire more contrary But all the Links of th' holy Chain which tethers The many Members of the World togethers Are such as none but only he can breake them Who at the first did of meere nothing make them Water as arm'd with moisture and with cold The cold-dry Earth with her one hand doth hold With th' other th' Aire The Aire as moist and warm The disposing combining of the Elements Holds Fire with one Water with th' other arm As Country Maidens in the Month of May Merrily sporting on a Holy-day And lusty dancing of a lively Round A Similitude About the May-pole by the Bag-pipes sound Hold hand in hand so that the first is fast By means of those between vnto the last For sith 't is so that the dry Element Not onely yeelds her owne Babes nourishment But with the milke of her aboundant brests Doth also feede th' Aires nimble winged guests And also all th' innumerable Legions Of greedy mouths that haunt the Bryny Regions So that th' Earth's Mother or else Nurse of all That run or fly or swim or slide or crawl 'T was meet it should be it self's Counterpoize To stand still firm against the roaring noise Of wrack full Neptune and the wrathfull blasts Of parching South and pinching Boreas 'T was meet her sad-slowe body to digest Why the Earth is the lowest and enuironed with the other three Elements wherof it is the center Farther from Heav'n than any of the rest Least of Heav'ns Courseth ' Eternall swift Careers Rushing against her with their whirling Sphears Should her transport as swift and violent As ay they do their neighbour Element And sith on th' otherside th' harmonious Course Of Heav'ns bright Torches is th' immortall source Of earthly life and sith all alterations Almost are caus'd by their quick agitations In all the World God could not place so fit Our Mother Earth as in the midst of it For all the Stars reflect their lively rayes On Fire and Aire and Water diuers wayes Dispersing so their powerfull influence On in and through these various Elements But on the Earth they all in one concurr And all vnite their seuered force in her As in a Wheel which with a long deep rut Simile His turning passage in the durt doth cut The distant spoaks neerer and nearer gather And in the Navevnite their points together As the bright Sun shines thorough smoothest Glass Simile The turning Planets influence doth pass Without impeachment through the glist ' ring Tent Of the tralucing Fierie Element Th' Aires triple Regions the transparent Water But not the firm Base of this fair Theater And therefore rightly may we call those Trines Fire Aire and Water but Heav'ns Concubines For neuer Sun nor Moon nor Stars inioy The love of these but only by the way As passing by whereas incessantly The lusty Heav'n with Earth doth company And with a fruitfull seed which lends All life With-childs each-moment his owne lawfull wife And with her louely Babes in form and nature The Water between the Earth and Aire So diuers decks this beautifull Theater The Water lighter then the Earthy Masse Heauier then Aire betwixt them both hath place The better so with a moist-cold to temper Th' ones over-driness th' others hot distemper But my sweet Muse whither so fast away Leauing the Earth and Sea till the next Booke hee comes to treate of the Aire Soft soft my Darling draw not dry To-Day Castalian Springs defer the Cirque and Seat The power and praise of Sea and Earth as yet Do not anticipate the Worlds Beginning But till To-Morrow leaue the enter-blinning Of Rocky Mounts and rouling Waues so wide For euen To-Morrow will the Lord diuide With the right hand of his Omnipotence These yet confus'd and mingled Elements And liberally the shaggy Earth adorn With Woods and Buds of fruits of flowers and corn 'T is time my Loue 't is time mine onely Care To hie vs hence and Mount vs in the Aire 'T is time or neuer now my dearest Minion To imp strong farcels in thy sacred pinion That lightly born vpon thy Virgin back Safe through the Welkin I my course may take Com com my Ioy lend me thy lillie shoulder That thereon raised I may reach the bolder Before the rest of my deer Country-men Of better wit but worse-applied pen At that green Laurel which the niggard Skies So long haue hidden from my longingeies Th' Aire hoste of Mists the bounding Tennis-ball That stormy Tempests toss and play with all The Aire distinguished into 3 Regions Of winged Clouds the wide inconstant House Th' vnsetled kingdom of swift Aeolus Great Ware-house of the Windes whose traffik giues Motion of life to euery thing that liues Is not throughout all one our Elder Sages Have fitly parted it into Three Stages Wherof because the Highest still is driv'n With violence of the First-mouing Heav'n The High From East to West and from West returning To th' honored Cradle of therosiall Morning And also seated next the Fiery vault It by the learned very hot is thought That which we touch with times doth variate Now hot now cold and sometimes temperate The Lowe Warm-temp'red showers it sendeth in the Spring In Autumn likewise but more varying In Winter time continuall cold and chill In Sommer season hot and soultry still For then the Fields scorched with flames reflect The sparkling rayes of thousand Stars aspect And chiefly Phoebus to whose arrows bright Our Globy Grandame serues for But and White The Middle Region of the Aire But now because the Middle Region's set Far from the Fiery seelings flagrant heat And also from the warm reuerberation Which aye the Earth reflects in diuers fashion That Circle shiuers with eternall colde For into Hail how should the Water molde Of the causes of Haile Euen when the Sommer hath gilt Ceres Gowne Except those Climes with Ycicles were sowen So soon as Sol leaving the gentle Twins With Cancer or thirst-panting Leo Inns The mid-most Aire redoubleth all his Frosts Being besieged by two mighty Hoasts Of Heat more fierce ' gainst his Cold force then ever Calls from all quarters his chil troups together T' incounter them with his vnited Powr Which then dispersed hath far greater powr As Christian Armies from the Frontiers far And out of fear of Turks outrageous War March in disorder and become disperst As many Squadrons as were Souldiers yerst So that somtimes th' vntrained Multitude With bats and boawes hath beat them and subdu'd But if they once perceive or vnderstand The Moony Standards of proud Ottoman To be approaching and the Sulph'ry thunder Wherewith he brought both Rhodes and Belgrade vnder They
thick-round Cloud ditect When not of force to thrust their rayes through-out-it In a round Crown they cast them round about-it Like as almost a burning candle put Simile Into a Closet with the door close shut Not able through the boords to send his light Out at the edges round about shines bright But in 's declining when Sols countenance Direct vpon a wat'rish Cloud doth glance A wat'rish Cloud which cannot easily Hold any longer her moist Tympany On the moist Cloud he limns his lightsom front Of the Rainbow and how it is made And with a gawdy Pencill paints vpon 't A blew-green-gilt Bowe bended ouer vs For th' aduerse Cloud which first receiueth thus Apollos rayes the same direct repells On the next Cloud and with his gold it mells Her various coulours like as when the Sun Simile At a bay-window peepeth in vpon A boule of water his bright beams aspect With trembling lustre it doth far reflect Against th' high seeling of the lightsom Hall With stately Fret-work ouer-crustod all On th' other side if the Cloud side-long sit And not beneath or iustly opposite How it comes to passe that sometimes appear diuers Suns and Moones at once To Sun or Moon then either of them Forms With strong aspect double or trebble Forms Vpon the same The Vulgar's then affright To see at once three Chariots of the Light And in the Welkin on Nights gloomy Throne To see at once more shining Moons then one But O fond Mortals Wherefore doo yee striue A check to mans Pride in striuing to yeeld reason in Nature of all these accidents With reach of Sense Gods wonders to retriue What proud desire rather what Furie's drift Boldens you God-less all Gods works to sift I lle not deny but that a learned man May yeeld some Reason if he list to scan Of all that moues vnder Heav'ns hollow Cope But not so sound as can all scruple stop And though he could yet should we euermore Praysing these tools extoll His fingers more Who works withall and many-waies doth giue To deadest things instantly soules to liue True Philosophy for Christians to apply all to their conscience for amendment of life Me thinks I hear when I doo hear it Thunder The voice that brings Swayns vp and Caesars vnder By that Towr-tearing stroak I vnderstand Th' vndaunted strength of the Diuine right hand When I behold the Lightning in the Skies Me thinks I seeth ' Almighties glorious eyes When I perceiue it Rain-down timely showrs Me thinks the Lord his horn of Plenty pours When from the Clouds excessiue Water spins Me thinks God weepes for our vnwept-for sins And when in Heav'n I see the Rain-bow bent I hold it for a Pledge and Argument That neuer more shall Vniuersall Floods Presume to mount ouer the tops of Woods Which hoary Atlas in the Clouds doth hide Or on the Crowns of Caucasus doo ride But aboue all my perced soule inclines When th' angry Heav'ns threat with Prodigious Signes When Natures order doth reuerse and change Preposterously into disorder strange Let all the Wits that euer suckt the brest All the learned in the World cannot out of the school of Nature giue reason for many things that are created in the High and Middle Regiōs of the Aire Of sacred Pallas in one Wit be prest And let him tell me if at least he can By rule of Nature or meer reach of man A sound and certain reason of the Cream The Wooll and Flesh that from the Clouds did stream Let him declare what cause could yerst beget Amid the Aire those drizzling showers of Wheate Which in Carinthia twice were seene to shed Wherof that people made them store of Bread God the great God of Heav'n sometimes delights The true cause of these Prodigies From top to toe to alter Natures Rites That his strange Works to Nature contrary May be fore-runners of some misery The drops of Fire which weeping Heav'n did showr Vpon Lucania when Rome sent the Flowr Exāples drawne out of the Historie of the Romās Iews Turks French both Ecclesiasticall and profane Of Italy into the wealthy Clime Which Euphrates fatts with his fruitfull slime Persag'd that Parthians should the next yeer tame The proud Lucanians and nigh quench their Name The clash of Arms and clang of Trumpets heard High in the Aire when valiant Romans warr'd Victoriously on the now-Canton'd Suisses Cymbrians and Almans hewing all in peeces Gainst Epicures profane assertions showe That 't is not Fortune guides this World belowe Thou that beheld'st from Heav'n with triple Flashes Cursed Olympius smitten all to ashes For Blasphemies 'gainst Th' ONE Eternall-THREE Dar'st thou yet belch against the TRINITIE Dar'st thou profane spit in the face of God Who for blasphemers hath so sharpe a rod Iews no more Iews no more of Abr'ham Sons But Turks Tartarians Scythians Lestrigons Say what you thought what thought you when so long A flaming Sword ouer your Temple hung But that the Lord would with a mighty arm The righteous vengeance of his wrath perform On you and yours that what the Plague did leaue Th' insatiate gorge of Famine should bereaue And what the Plague and Famine both did spare Should be clean gleaned by the hand of War That sucking Infants crying for the teat Self-cruell Mothers should vnkindely eat And that yer long the share and coultar should Rub off their rust vpon your Roofs of gold And all because you cursed crucifi'd The Lord of life who for our ransom dy'd The ruddy Fountain that with bloud did flowe Th' huge Fiery Rock the thundring Heav'ns did throwe Into Liguria and the Bloudy Crosses Seen on mens garments seem'd with open voices To cry aloud that the Turks swarming hoast Should pitch his proud Moons on the Genoan coast The Poet seuere ly taxeth his Countrymen for not marking or not making vse of strange exextrarordinary tokens of Gods imminent displeasure O Frantick France why dost not Thou make vse Of strangefull Signes whereby the Heav'ns induce Thee to repentance Canst thou tear-lesse gaze Euen night by night on that prodigious Blaze That hairy Comet that long streaming Star Which threatens Earth with Famine Plague and War Th' Almighty's Trident and three-forked fire Wherwith he strikes vs in his greatest Ire But what alas can Heauens bear threatnings vrge Sith all the sharpe Rods which so hourely scourge Thy sens-lesse back cannot so much as wrest One single sigh from thy obdurate brest Thou drink'st thine own bloud thine owne flesh thou eatest In what most harms theethy delight is greatest O sens-less Folk sick of a Lethargy Who to the death despise your Remedy Like froward Iades that for no striking stur But wax more restif still the more we spur The more your wounds more your securenes growes Fat with afflictions as an Asse with blowes And as the sledge hardens with strokes the steel So the more beaten still the less ye feel
Not for th' effect it had but should haue kept If Man from duty never had mis-stept For as the ayr of those fresh dales and hills Preserved him from Epidemik ills This fruit had ever-calm'd all insurrections All civill quarrels of the cross complexions Had barr'd the passage of twice childish age And ever-more excluded all the rage Of painfull griefs whose swift-slowe posting-pase At first or last our dying life doth chase Strong counter-bane O sacred Plant divine The excellencie of that Tree What metall stone stalk fruit flowr root or ryne Shall I presume in these rude rymes to sute I Vnto thy wondrous World-adorning Fruit The rarest Simples that our fields present-vs Heal but one hurt and healing too torments vs And with the torment lingring our relief Our bags of gold void yer our bulks of grief But thy rare fruits hid powr admired most Salveth all sores sans pain delay or cost Or rather man from yawning Death to stay Thou didst not cure but keep all ills away O holy peer-less rich preseruatiue We cannot say what Tree it was Whether wert thou the strange restoratiue That suddainly did age with youth repair And made old Aeson yonger then his heir Or holy Nectar that in heav'nly bowrs Eternally self-pouring Hebé pours Or blest Ambrosia Gods immortall fare Or els the rich fruit of the Garden rare Where for three Ladies as assured guard A fire-arm'd Dragon day and night did ward Or pretious Moly which Ioues Pursuiuan Wing-footed Hermes brought to th' Ithacan Or else Nepenthé enemy to sadnes Repelling sorrows and repealing gladnes Or Mummie or Elixir that excels Save men and Angels every creature els No none of these these are but forgeries But toyes but tales but dreams deceipts and lies But thou art true although our shallow sense May honour more then sound thine Excellence The Tree of Knowledge th' other Tree behight Of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Euill Not that itselfly had such speciall might As mens dull wits could whet and sharpen so That in a moment they might all things knowe 'T was a sure pledge a sacred sâ—gne and seal Which being ta'n should to light man reveal What ods there is between still peace and strife Gods wrath and loue drad death and deerest life Solace and sorrow guile and innocence Rebellious pride and humble obedience For God had not depriv'd that primer season Of the excellence of mans knowledge before Sin The sacred lamp and light of learned Reason Mankinde was then a thousand fold more wise Then now blinde Error â—ad not bleard his eys With mists which make th' Athenian Sage suppose That nought hee knowes saue this that nought hee knowes That euen light Pirâ—â—oâ—s wavering fantasies Reave him the skill his vn skill to agnize And th' Abderite within a Well obscure As deep as dark the Truth of things immure Hee happy knew the Good by th' vse of it How he knew good and euill before Sinne. He knew the Bad but not by proof as yet But as they say of great Hyppocrates Who though his limbs were numm'd with no excess Nor stop this throat nor vext his fantasie Knew the cold Cramp th' Angine and Lunacy And hundred els-pains whence in lusty flowr He liv'd exempt a hundred yeers and foure Or like the pure Heav'n-prompted Prophets rather Whose sight so cleerly future things did gather Because the World's Soule in their soule enseal'd The holy stamp of secrets most conceal'd But our now knowledge hath for tedious train Oâ— mans knowledge sincâ— his Fall A drooping life and over-racked brain A face forlorn a sad and sullen fashion A rest-less toyl and Cares self-pining passion Knowledge was then even the soules soule for light The spirits calme Port and Lanthorn shining bright To straight steptfeet cleer knowledge not confus'd Not sowr but sweet not gotten but infus'd Now Heav'ns eternall all-fore-seeing King Why the Lord put man in the Garden of Eden Who never rashly ordereth anything Thought good that man having yet spirits sound-stated Should dwell els-where then where he was created That he might knowe he did not hold this place By Natures right but by meer gift and Grace That he should never taste fruits vn-permitted But keep the sacred Pledge to him committed And dress that Park which God without all tearm On these conditions gaue him as in farm God would that void of painfull labour he Of his exercise there Should liue in Eden but not idlely For Idlenes pure Innocence subuerts Defiles our body and our soule peruerts Yea soberest men it makes delicious To vertue dull to vice in genious But that first travell had no sympathy With our since-travails wretched cruelty Distilling sweat and panting wanting winde Which was a scourge for Adams sin assign'd For Edens earth was then so fertile fat 4. Comparisons That he made onely sweet Essayes in that Of skilfull industry and naked wrought More for delight then for the gain he sought In brief it was a pleasant exercise A labour lik't a pain much like the guise Of cunning dauncers who although they skip â— Run caper vault traverse and turn and trip From Morn till Even at night again full merry Renue their daunce of dauncing never weary Or else of Hunters that with happy luck 2. Rousing betimes som often breathed Buck Or goodly Stagge their yelping Hounds vncouple Winde lowd their horns their whoops hallows double Spur-on and spare not following their desire Themselues vn-weary though their Hackneis tyre But for in th' end of all their iolity Ther 's found much stifness sweat and vanity I rather match it to the pleasing pain Of Angels pure who ever sloath disdain 3. Or to the Suns calm course who pain-less ay 4. About the welkin posteth night and day Doubtless when Adam saw our common ayr Adam admireth the beauties of the World in generall He did admire the mansion rich and fair Of his Successors For frosts keenly cold The shady locks of Forrests had not powl'd Heav'n had not thundred on our heads as yet Nor given the earth her sad Diuorces Writ But when he once had entred Paradise But most especially of the Garden of Eden The remnant world he iustly did despise Much like a Boor far in the Country born Who never having seen but Kine and Corn Oxen and Sheep and homely Hamlets thatcht Which fond he counts as Kingdoms hardly matcht When afterward he happens to behold Our welthy London's wonders manifold In this comparison my Author setteth down the famous City of Paris but I haue presumed to apply it to our own City of London that it might be more familiar to my meere English and vn-trauaild Readers The silly peasant thinks himself to bâ— In a new World and gazing greedily One while he Art-less all the Arts admires Then the faire Temples and their top-less spires Their firm foundations and the massie pride Of all
their auncient hate Which suffers not O date-less discord th' one Live in that ground where th' other first hath growen O strange instinct O deep immortall rage Whose fiery fewd no Laethé floud can swage So at the sound of Wolf-Drums rattling thunder Th' affrighted Sheep-skin-Drum doth rent in sunder So that fell Monsters twisted entrails cuts By secret powr the poor Lambs twined guts Which after death in steed of bleating mute Are taught to speak vpon an Yvory Lute And so the Princely Eagles ravening plumes The feathers of all other Fowls consumes The First-mov'd Heav'n in ' tself it self still stirring The estate of Man before Sin Rapts with his course quicker then windes swift whirring All th' other Sphears and to Alcides Spyres From Alexanders Altars driues their Fires But mortall Adam Monarch heer beneath Erring draws all into the paths of death And on rough Seas as a blinde Pylot rash Against the rock of Heav'ns iust wrath doth dash The Worlds great Vessell sayling yerst at ease With gentle gales good guide on quiet Seas For yer his fall which way so e'r he rowl'd His estate after Sinne. His wondering eys God every-where behold In Heav'n in Earth in Ocean and in Ayr He sees and feels and findes him every-where The World was like a large and sumptuous Shop Where God his goodly treasures did vnwrap Or Crystall glass most liuely representing His sacred Goodnes every-where frequenting But since his sin the wofull wretch findes none Herb garden groue field fountain stream or stone Beast mountain valley sea-gate shoar or haven But bears his Deaths doom openly ingraven In brief the whole scope this round Centre hath Is a true store-house of Heav'ns righteous wrath Al creatures froÌ„ the highest to the lowest enemies to Man Rebellious Adam from his God revolting Findes his yerst-subiects 'gainst himself insulting The tumbling Sea the Ayr with tempests driven Thorn-bristled Earth the sad and lowring Heav'n As from the oath of their allegeance free Revenge on him th' Almighties iniury The Starrs coniur'd through enuious Influence The Heauens with all ther in By secret Hang-men punish his offence The Sun with heat the Moon with cold doth vex-him Th' Air with vnlookt-for suddain changes checks-him With fogs and frosts hails snowes and sulph'ry thunders Blasting and storms and more prodigious wonders Fire fall'n from Heav'n or else by Art incited Al the ElemeÌ„ts Fire Aire Or by mischance in som rich building lighted Or from som Mountains burning bowels throw'n Repleat with Sulphur Pitch and Pumie stone With sparkling fury spreads and in fewe hours The labour of a thousand years devours The greedy Ocean breaking wonted bounds Sea Vsurps his heards his wealthy Iles and Towns The grieved Earth to ease her as it seems Earth Of such profane accursed weight somtimes Swallows whole Countries and the airie tops Of Prince-proud towrs in her black womb she wraps And in despight of him abhord and hatefull Earth brings forth weeds She many wayes proues barren and ingratefull Mocking our hopes turning our seed-Wheat-kernel To burn-grain Thistle and to vapourie Darnel Cockle wilde Oats rough Burs Corn-cumbring Tares Short recompence for all our costly cares Yet this were little if she more malicious Venemous plants Fell stepdame brought vs not Plants more pernicious As sable Henbane Morell making mad Cold poysoning Poppy itching drowsie sad The stifning Carpesâ— th' eyes-foe Hemlock stinking Limb-numming belching and the sinew-shrinking Dead-laughing Apâ—um weeping Aconite Which in our vulgar deadly Wolfs-bane hight The dropsie breeding sorrow-bringing Psylly Heer called Flea-Wurt Colchis banefull Lilly With vs Wild-Saffron blistring byting fell Not Napell making lips and tongue to swell Blood-boyling Yew and costiue Mâ—sseltoe With yce-cold Mandrake and a many mo Such fatall plants whose fruit seed sap or root T'vntimely Graue doe bring our heed-less foot Besides she knowes we brutish value more Poyson hidden among the Metals Then Liues or Honours her rich glittering Ore That Auarice our bound-less thought still vexes Therfore among her wreakfull baits she mixes Quick-siluer Lithargie and Orpiment Wherwith our entrails are oft gâ—awn and rent So that somtimes for Body and for Minde Torture and torment in one Mine we finde What resteth more the Masters skilfull most The excellency of Mans Dominion ouer the Creatures before his Fall With gentle gales driv'n to their wished Coast Not with less labour guide their winged waynâ— On th' azure fore-head of the liquid plains Nor crafty Iugglers can more easily make Their self-liv'd Puppets for their lucres sake To skip and scud and play and prate and praunce And fight and fall and trip and turn and daunce Then happy we did rule the sealy Legions That dumbly dwell in stormy water-Regions Then fethered singers and the stubborn droues That haunt the Desarts and the shady Groues At every word they trembled then for aw And every wink then serv'd them as a law And always bent all duty to obserue-vs Without command stood ready still to serue-vs But now alas through our fond Parents fall The Creatures now becomn Tyrants and â—raytors to Him whose slaues and seruants they were before Sin They of our slaues are growen our tyrants all Wend we by Sea the dread Leuiathan Turns vpside-down the boyling Ocean And on the suddain sadly doth in toomb Our floting Castle in deep Thetis womb Yerst in the wel kin like an Eagle towring And on the water like a Dolphin scowring Walk we by Land how many loathsom swarms Of speckled poysons with pestiferous arms In every corner in close Ambush lurk With secret bands our sodain banes to work Besides the Lion and the Leopard Boar Bear and Wolf to death pursue vs hard And ielous vengers of the wrongs divine In peeces pull their Soverains sinfull line The huge thick Forrests haue nor bush nor brake But hides som Hang-man our loath'd life to take In every hedge and ditch both day and night We fear our death of every leaf affright Rest we at home the Masty fierce in force Th' vntamed Bull the hot courageous Horse With teeth with horns and hooues besiege vs round As griev'd to see such tyrants tread the ground And ther 's no Fly so small but now dares bring Her little wrath against her quondam King What hideous sights what horror-boading showes An admirable description of Mans miserable Punishments tortured by himselfe Alas what yels what howls what thund'ring throws O! am I not neer roaring Phlegoton Alecto sad Moger ' and Thesiphon What spels haue charm'd ye from your dreadfull den Of darkest Hell Monsters abhord of men O Nights black daughters grim-faç't Furies sad Stern Plutos Posts what make ye heer so mad O! feels not man a world of wofull terrors Besides your goaring wounds and ghastly horrors So soon as God from Eden Adam draue To liue in this Earth rather in this Graue Where raign a thousand deaths he summon'd-vp With thundering call the damned Crew
and Agent of all accidents With whom at once the three-fold times doe fly And but a moment lasts Eternity O God behold me that I may behold Thy crystall face O Sun reflect thy gold On my pale Moon that now my veiled eys Earth-ward eclipst may shine vnto the skies Ravish me Lord O my soules life reviue My spirit a-space that I may see a-lyue Heav'n yer I die and make me now good Lord The Eccho of thy all-cel estiall Word The power of Gods spirit in his Prophets and the difference between such the distracted frantike Ministers of Satan With sacred fury suddainly he glowes Not like the Bedlam Bacchanalian froes Who dauncing foaming rowling furious-wise Vnder their twinkling lids their torch-like eys With ghastly voice with visage grizly grim Tost by the Fiend that fier cely tortures them Bleaking and blushing painting shreeking swouning With wrath-les wounds their sense-les members wounding But as th' Imperiall Airy peoples Prince With stately pinions soaring hy from hence Cleaues through the clouds and brauely-bold doth think With his firm eye to make the Suns eye wink So Adam mounted on the burning wings Of a Seraphick loue leaues earthly things Feeds on sweet Aether cleaues the starry sphears And on Gods face his eys he fixtly bears His brows seem brandisht with a Sun-like fier And his purg'd body seems a cubit higher Then thus began hee Th' ever-trembling field Adam declares to his Son in how many Daiet the World was created Of scaly folk the Arches starry seeld Where th' All-Creator hath disposed well The Sun and Moon by turns for Sentinell The cleer cloud-bounding Ayr the Camp assign'd Where angry Auster and the rough North-winde Meeting in battail throwe down to the soil The Woods that midling stand to part the broyl The Diapry Mansions where man-kinde doth trade Were built in Six Dayes and the Seav'nth was made The sacred Sabbaoth So Sea Earth and Ayr And azure-gilded Heav'ns Pavilions fair Shall stand Six Dayes but longer diversly Then the dayes bounded by the Worlds bright eye The First begins with me the Seconds morn How many Ages it shall endure Is the first Ship-wright who doth first adorn The hils with Vines that Shepheard is the Third 1. Adam That after God through strange Lands leads his Heard 2. Noah And past mans reason crediting Gods word 3. Abraham His onely Son slayes with a willing sword The Fourth 's another valiant Shepheardling 4. Dauid That for a Cannon takes his silly sling And to a Scepter turns his Shepheards staff Great Prince great Prophet Poet Psalmograph The Fift begins from that sad Princes night 5. Zedechias That sees his children murdred in his sight And on the banks of fruitfull Euphrates Poor Iuda led in Captiue heauiness 6. Messias Hoped Messias shineth in the Sixt Who mockt beat banisht buried cruci-fixt For our foul sins stil-selfly-innocent Hath fully born the hatefull punishment The Last shall be the very Resting-Day Th' Ayr shall be mute the Waters work shall stay 7. Th' Eternall Sabbath The Earth her store the stars shall leaue their measures The Sun his shine and in eternall pleasures We plung'd in Heav'n shall ay solemnize all Th' eternall Sabbaoths end-less Festiuall Considerations of Adam vpon that which shuld be fall his Posterity vnto the end of the first World destroyed by the Flood according to the relation of Moses in Genesis in the 4. 5. 6. and 7. chapters Alas what may I of that race presume Next th' irefull Flame that shall this Frame consume Whose gut their God whose lust their law shall be Who shall not hear of God nor yet of me Sith those outrageous that began their birth On th' holy groundsill of sweet Edens earth And yet the sound of Heav'ns drad Sentence hear And as ey-witness of mine Exile were Seem to despight God Did it not suffize O lust full soule first to polygamize Suffiz'd it not O Lamech to distain Thy Nuptiall bed but that thou must ingrain In thy great-Grand-sires Grand-sires reeking gore Thy cruell blade respecting nought before The prohibition and the threatning vow Of him to whom infernall powrs do bow Neither his Pasports sealed Character Set in the fore-head of the Murderer Courage good Enos re-advance the Standard Of holy Faith by humane reason slaunder'd And troden-down Inuoke th' immortall powr Vpon his Altar warm bloud-offrings pour His sacred nose perfume with pleasing vapour And teend again Trueth 's neer-extinguisht Taper Thy pupil Henoch selfly-dying wholly Earths ornament to God he liueth solely Lo how he labours to endure the light Which in th' Arch-essence shineth glorious-bright How rapt from sense and free from fleshly lets Sometimes he climbs the sacred Cabinets Of the diuine Ideas euer-lasting Having for wings Faith fervent l'rayer and Fasting How at sometimes though clad in earthly clod He sacred sees feels all inioyes in God How at somtimes mounting from form to form In form of God he happy doth transform Lo how th' all-fair as burning all in loue With his rare beauties not content aboue T' haue half but all and ever sets the stairs That lead from hence to Heav'n his chosen heirs Lo now he climeth the supernall stories Adiew deer Henoch in eternall glories Dwell there with God thy body chang'd in quality Of Spirit or Angel puts on immortality Thine eys already now no longer eys But new bright stars doe brandish in the skyes Thou drinkest deep of the celestiall wine Thy Sabbaoth's endless without vail in fine Thouseest God face to face and neervnite To th' ONE-TRINE Good thou liv'st in th' Infinite But heer the while new Angell thou dost leaue Fell wicked folk whose hands are apt to reaue Whose Scorpion tongues delight in sowing strife Whose guts are gulfs incestuous all their life O strange to be beleev'd the blessed race The sacred Flock whom God by speciall grace Adopts for his even they alas most shame-less Do follow sin most beastly-brute and tame-less With lustfull eys choosing for wanton Spouses Mens wicked daughters mingling so the houses Of Seth and Cain preferring foolishly Frail beauties blaze to vertuous modesty From these profane foul cursed kisses sprung A cruell brood feeding on bloud and wrong Fell Gyants strange of haughty hand and minde Plagues of the World and scourges of Man-kinde Then righteous God though ever prone to pa Seeing his milde-ness but their malice harden List plead nolonger but resolues the fall Of man forth-with and for mans sake of all Of all at least the living creatures gliding Along the ayr or on the earth abiding Heav'ns crystall windows with one hand he opes Whence on the World a thousand Seas he drops With th' other hand he gripes and wringeth forth The spungy Globeof th' execrable Earth So straightly prest that it doth straight restore All liquid flouds that it had drunk before In every Rock new Rivers doe begin And to his aid the snowes com tumbling in
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 ChaÌ„ 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 caÌ„not 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 coÌ„found 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 workmaÌ„ doth no wrong to the Tools if he break and batter them wâ—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
Pearl and Gold From Russia Furres to keep the rich from cold From Florence Silks From Spayn Fruit Saffron Sacks From Denmark Amber Cordage Firres and Flax From France and Flanders Linnen Woad and Wine From Holland Hops Horse from the banks of Rhine In brief each Country as pleas'd God distribute To the Worlds Treasure payes a sundry Tribute Man lord of the World which for the commodity of his life contributes bountifully all maner of necessaries And as sometimes that sumptuous Persian Dame Out of her Pride accustomed to name One Prouince for her Roab her Rayl another Her Partlet this her Pantofles the tother This her rich Mantle that her royall Chain This her rare Bracelets that her stately Train Euen so may Man For what wilde Hill so steep What so waste Desart what so dangerous Deep What Scaso wrackfull or so barren shoar In all the World may be suppos'd so poor But yields him Rent and free from enuious Spight Contributes frankly to his Lifes Delight The same more especially dilated in the particulars Th' inammell'd Valleys where the liquid glass Of siluer Brooks in curled streams doth pass Serue vs for Gardens and their flowerie Fleece Affoords vs Sythe-work yeerly twice or thrice The Plains for Corn the swelling Downs for Sheep Small Hills for Vines the Mountains strangely-steep Those Heav'n-climbe Ladders Labyrinths of wonder Cellars of winde and Shops of sulphury Thunder Where stormie Tempests haue their vgly birth Which thou mis-call'st the blemish of the Earth Thinking profane that God or Fortune light Made them of enuie or of ouersight Bound with eternall bounds proud Emperies Bear mighty Forrests full of Timber-Trees Whereof thou buildest Ships and Houses fair To trade the Seas and fence thee from the Ayr Spew spacious Riuers full of fruitfull Breed Which neighbour-Peoples with their plenty feed Fatten the Earth with fresh sweet fertill mists Driue gainfull Mills and serue for Forts and Lists To stop the Furie of Warres waste-full hand And ioyn to th' Sea the middle of the Land The Wyldes and Desarts which so much amaze-thee Are goodly Pastures that do daily graze-thee Millions of Beasts for tillage and besides Store thee with flesh with Fleeces and with Hides Yea the vast Sea which seems but only good To drown the World and couer with his Flood So many Countries where we else might hope For thrifty pains to reape a thankfull Crop Is a large Lardar that in brynie Deeps To nourish thee a World of Creatures keeps A plentious Victualler whose prouisions serue Millions of Citties that else needs must starue Like half-dead Dolphins which the Ebb le ts lie Gasping for thirst vpon the sand a-drie ' Tincreaseth Trade Iournies abbreuiates The flitting Clouds it cease-les exhalates Which cooling th' ayr and gushing down in rain Make Ceres Sons in sight to mounta-main But shall I still be Boreas Tennis-ball Here as it were wearied with so long a voyage from so broad bottom-les an Ocean in imitation of the inimitable Author the Translator hoping kind entertainmeÌ„t puts in for the Port of England whose happy praises hee prosecutes at large Concluding with a zealous Praier for preseruation of the King and prosperity of his Kingdoms Shall I be still stern Neptunes tossed Thrall Shall I no more behold thy natiue smoak Deer Ithaca Alas my Barkis broak And leaks so fast that I can rowe no more Help help my Mates make haste vnto the shoar O! we are lost vnless som friendly banks Quickly receiue our Tempest-beaten planks Ah courteous ENGLAND thy kinde arms I see Wide-stretched out to saue and welcom me Thou tender Mother wilt not suffer Age To snowe my locks in Forrein Pilgrimage That fel Bresile my breath-les Corps should shrowd Or golden Peru of my Praise be prowd Orrich Cathay to glory in my Verse Thou gav'st me Cradle thou wilt giue me Herse All-haile deer ALEION Europ's Pearl of price The Worlds rich Garden Earths rare Paradise Thrice-happy Mother which ay bringest-forth Such Chiualry as daunteth all the Earth Planting the Trophies of thy glorious Arms By Sea and Land where euer Titan warms Such Artizans as do wel-neer Eclipse Fair Natures praise in peer-les Workmanships Such happy Wits as Egypt Greece and Rome At least haue equall'd if not ouer-com And shine among their Modern learned Fellows As Gold doth glister among paler Yellows Or as Apollo th' other Planets passes Or as His Flowr excels the Medow-grasses Thy Riuers Seas thy Cities Shires do seem Ciuil in manners as in buildings trim Sweet is thine Ayr thy Soyl exceeding Fat Fenç't from the World as better-worth then That With triple Wall of Water Wood and Brass Which neuer Stranger yet had power to pass Saue when the Heav'ns haue for thy haynous Sin By som of Thine with false Keys let them in About thy borders O Heav'n-blessed I LE There neuer crawls the noy som Crocodile Nor Bane-breath'd Serpent basking in thy sand Measures an Acre of thy flowry Land The swift foot Tiger or fierce Lioness Haunt not thy Mountains nor thy wilderness Nor rauening Wolues worry thy tender Lambs Bleating for help vnto their help-les Dams Nor subtle Sea-Horse with deceiptfull Call Intice thy Children in thy Floods to fall What though thy Thames and Tweed haue neuer rowl'd Among their grauel massie grains of Gold What though thy Mountains spew no Siluer-streams Though euery Hillock yield not pretious Gemms Though in thy Forrests hang no Silken Fleeces Nor sacred Incense nor delicious Spices What though the clusters of thy colder Vines Distill not Clarets Sacks nor Muscadines Yet are thy Wolls thy Corn thy Cloath thy Tin Mines rich enough to make thee Europes Queen Yea Empress of the World Yet not sufficient To make thee thankfull to the Cause efficient Of all thy Blessings Who besides all this Hath now nine Lustres lent thee greater Bliss His blessed Word the witnes of his fauour To guide thy Sons vnto his Son their Sauer With Peace and Plenty while from War and Want Thy neighbours Countries neuer breathed scant And last not least so far beyond the scope Of Christians Fear and Anti-Christians Hope When all thy Fall seem'd to Prognosticate Hath higher rais'd the glory of thy State In raysing STVARDS to thy regal Throne To Rule as Dauid and as Salomon With prudence Prowess Iustice and Sobrietie Thy happy People in Religious Piety Otoo-too happy too-too fortunate Knew'st thou thy Weal or wert thou not ingrate But least at last Gods righteous wrath consume-vs If on his patience still we thus presume-vs And least at last all Blessings had before Double in Curses to torment-vs more Deer Mother ENGLAND bend thine aged knee And to the Heav'ns lift vp thy hands with me Off with thy Pomp hence with thy Pleasures past Thy Mirth be Mourning and thy Feast a FAST And let thy soule with my sad soule confesse Our former sins and â—oul vnthankefulnes Pray we the Father through th' adopting Spirit Not measure vs
And Lees of All doth hold the lowest place Whom prudent Nature girdeth ouer-thwart With azure Zone or rather euery part Couers with Water winding round about Saue heer and there som Angles peeping out For th' Oceans liquid and sad slyding Waues Sinking in deepest of Earths hollow Caues Seek not within her vast vnequall height The Centre of the wideness but the weight Ther should be th' Ayr the Fire and wandring Seauen The Firmament and the first-mouing Heav'n Besides th' Empyreall Palace of the Saincted Each ouer other if they could be painted But th' Artist faining in the steed of these His 10. Circles Ten Circles like Heav'ns Superficies To guide vs to them by more easie Path In hollow Globe the same described hath ' Mid th' amplest Six whose crossing difference 1 The Equi-noctiall Diuides in two the Sphears Circumference Stands th' Equinoctial equi-distant all From those two Poles which do support this Ball. Therefore each Star that vnderneath it slides A rest-les long and weary Iourney rides Goes larger Circuit and more speedy far Then any other steady fixed Star Which wexeth slowe the more it doth aduaunce Neer either Pole his God-directed Daunce And while Apollo driues his Load of Light Vnder this Line the Day and dusky Night Tread equall steps for learned Natures hand Then measures them a-like in euery Land The next which there beneath it sloaply slides And his fair Hindges from the World's diuides Twice twelue Degrees is call'd the Zodiack 2 The Zodiak The Planets path where Phoebus plies to make Th' Yeers Reuolution through new Houses ranging To cause the Seasons yeerly foure-fold changing Th' other which crossing th' Vniuersall Props 3 The 1. Colure And those where Titans whirling Chariot sloaps Rect-angles forms and crooking cuts in two Heer Capricorn there burning Cancer too Of the Sun's stops it Colure hath to name Because his Teem doth seem to trot more tame On these cut points for heer he doth not ride Flatling a-long but vp the Sphears steep side Th' other which cuts this equi-distantly 4 The 2. Colure With Aries Poles and Scale is like-wisely The Second Colure The Meridian This 5 The Meridian Which neuer in one Point of Heav'n persists But still pursues our Zenith as the light 6 The Horizon Inconstant Horizon our shifting sight For the foure small ones heer the Tropiks turn 7 and 8 The Tropiks Both that of Cancer and of Capricorn And neerer th' Hindges of the golden Sphear Heer 's the South-Circle the North-Circle there 9 and 10 The South and North Circles Which Circles cross not as you see at all The Center-point of th' Vniuersall Ball But parting th' Orb into vn-equall ells ' Twixtth ' Equi-nox and them rest Parallels The Celestiall Globes The other Ball her left hand doth support Is Heav'ns bright Globe for though that Art com short Of Nature far heer may ingenious soules Admire the stages of Star-seeled Poles O what delight it is in turning soft The diuers aspects of the celestiall Bodies The bright Abbridgement of that Vpper Loft To seem to see Heav'ns glorious Host to march In glistring Troops about th' Aethereal Arch Where one for Arms bears Bowe and Shafts a Sword A second hath a trembling Launce a third One fals another in his Chariot rowles On th' azure Brass of th' euer-radiant Bowles This serues a-foot that as a Horseman rides This vp that down this back that forward slides Their Order order-less and Peace-full Braul With-child's the World fils Sea and Earth and All. I neuer see their glaunces inter-iect Simile In Triangle Sextile or Square aspect Now milde now moody but me thinks I see Som frollik Swains amid their dauncing glee Where Men and Maids together make them merry With Iigs and Rounds till Pipe and all be weary Where on his Loue one smiles with wanton eye Wher-at his Riuall frowns for Iealousie But why quoth Phalec hath th' All-Fair who frames Question Nought heer below but 's full of Beauties flames Ingrav'n on th' Orbs of th' azure ' Crystalline Where Beauties self and Loue should euer shine So many hideous Beasts and Monsters fell Fellows more fit for th' vgly Fiends in Hell Surely saith Heber God's all-prudent pleasure Answere Makes nothing Art-less nor without iust measure And this the Worlds chief praise of Beauty carries That in each part it infinitly varies Our learned Elders then who on this Sphear The reason of the names giuen to the 12. Signes of the Zodiak Heav'ns shining Signes imagin'd fitly-fair Did vnto each such Shape and Name deuise As with their Natures neerly symbolize In form of Ram with golden Fleece they put 1. Aries The bi-corn'd Signe which the Yeers bounds doth ' butt Because the World vnder his temp'rate heat In fleece of flowrs is pranked richly neat Of Bull the next because the husband-men 2. Taurus With yoaks of slowe-paç't smoking Bullocks then Tear-vp their Fallows and with hope-full toyl Furbush their Coultars in the Corn-fit soyl Of Twins the third because then of two Sexes 3. Gemini Kinde-cruell Cupid one whole body mixes Then all things couple then Fruits double growe Then Flowrs do flourish and corn Fields do showe The fourth a Lobstars name and frame they made 4. Cancer Because then South-ward Sol doth retrograde Goes Crab-like backward and so neuer stinteth But still his wheels in the same track reprinteth The fift a Lion for as Lions breath 5. Leo. Is burning hot so likewise vnderneath This fiery Signe th' Earth sparkles and the streams Seem sod-away with the Suns glowing beams 6. Virgo The sixt a Maid because with Maid-like honour Th' Earth loatheth then the Suns Loue-glances on her T' inflame her loue and reclus'd as it were This Virgin Season nought at all doth bear Ballance the seuenth because it equall weighs 7. Libra Nights louing-silence and grief-guiding Daies And Heat and Cold and in Must-Month the Beam Stands equi-poiz'd in equipeizing them Scorpion the next because his percing sting 8 Scorpio Doth the first tydings of cold Winter bring The ninth an Archer both in shape and Name 9 Sagittarius Who day and night follows his fairest game And his keen Arrows every-where bestowes Headed with Yce featherd with Sleet and Snowes The next a Kid because as Kids do clime And frisk from Rock to Rock about this Time 10 Capricornus The Prince of Planets with the locks of Amber Begins again vp towards vs to clamber And then because Heav'n alwayes seems to weep Vnder th' ensuing Signes on th' Azure steep 11 Aquarius 12 Pisces A deeper and more curious reason of the same Our Parents plaç't a Skinker and by him Two silver Fishes in his floods to swim But if my Son this superficiall gloze Suffice thee not then may we thus suppose That as before th' All-working Word alone Made Nothing be All 's womb and
Embryon Th' eternall Plot th' Idea fore-conceiv'd The wondrous Form of all that Form receiv'd Did in the Work-mans spirit divinelyly And yer it was the World was wondrously Th' Eternall Trine-One spreading even the Tent Of th' All-enlightning glorious Firmament Fill'd it with Figures and in various Marks The repourtray'd Tables of his future Works See heer the pattern of a silver Brook In heauen are patterns of all things that are in earth Which in and out on th' azure stage doth crook Heer th' Eagle plays there flyes the rav'ning Crowe Heer swims the Dolphin there the Whale doth rowe Heer bounds the Courser there the Kid doth skip Heer smoaks the Steer the Dragon there doth creep There 's nothing precious in Sea Earth or Ayr But hath in Heav'n som like resemblance fair Yea even our Crowns Darts Launces Skeyns and Scales Are all but Copies of Heav'ns Principals And sacred patterns which to serue all Ages Th' Almighty printed on Heav'ns ample stages Yea surely durst I but why should I doubt A third witty pleasant and elegant reaso of the names aforesayd To wipe from Heav'n so many slanders out Of profane Rapin and detested Rapes Of Murder Incest and all monstrous Scapes Wher-with heerafter som bold-fabling Greeks Shall foully stain Heav'ns Rosy-blushing cheeks Heer could I showe that vnder euery Signe Th' Eternall grav'd som Mystery divine Of 's holy City where as in a glass To see what shall heer-after com-to-pass As publik and autentik Rowles fore-quoting Confusedly th' Euents most worthy noting In his deer Church his Darling and Delight O! thou fair Chariot flaming braue-ly bright Plaustrum Which like a Whirl-winde in thy swift Career Rapt'st vp the Thesbit thou do'st alwayes veer About the North-pole now no more be-dabbling Thy nimble spoaks in th' Ocean neither stabling Thy smoking Coursers vnder th' Earth to bayt Boâ—tes The while Elisha earnestly doth wayt Burning in zeal ambitious to inherit His Masters Office and his mighty Spirit That on the starry Mountain after him He well may manage his celestiall Teem Close by him Dauid in his valiant Fist Hercules Holds a fierce Lions fiery flaming Crest Heer shines his golden Harp and there his Crown Lyra. Corona Borealis Vrsa minor Pleiades Cuspis There th' vgly Bear bears to his high renown Seav'n shining Stars Lo heer the whistling Launce Which frantick Saul at him doth fiercely glaunce Pure Honours Honour Prayse of Chastity O fair Susanna I should mourn for thee And moan thy tears and with thy friends lament Andromeda Cassiopeia Cepheus With Heav'n-lift-eyes thy wofull punishment Saue that so timely through Heav'ns prouidence Yong Daniel saues thy wronged Innocence Perseus And by a dreadfull radiant splendor spread From Times-Child Truth not from Medusa's head Caput Medusa Condemns th' old Leachers and eft-soons vpon Their cursed heads there hayls a storm of stone Also as long as Heav'ns swift Orb shall veer A sacred Trophee shall be shining heer In the bright Dragon of that Idoll fell Draco Which the same Prophet shall in Babel quel Wher-to more fit may Pegasus compair Pegasus Than to those Coursers flaming in the ayr Before the Tyrant of less-Asia's fury Vsurps the fair Metropolis of Iury Wher-to the Coach-man but Ezechiel That so well driues the Coach of Israel Wher-to the Swan but to that Proto-Martyr Cygnus The faithfull Deacon which endureth torture Yea death for his dead Lord whom sure to meet So neer his end sings so exceeding sweet Wher-to the Fish which shineth heerso bright Piscis Borealis But to that Fish that cureth Tobies sight Wher-to the Dolphin but to that meek Man Delphinus Who dry-shod guides through Seas Erythean Old Iacobs Fry And Iordans liquid glass Makes all his Host dry without boat to pass And furthermore God hath not onely graven On the brass Tables of swift-turning Heav'n His sacred Mot and in Triangle frame Trigonos His Thrice-One Nature stamped on the same Ophiucus But also vnder that stout Serpent-Slayer His Satan-taming Son Heav'ns glorious heir Who with the Engin of his Cross abates Th' eternall Hindges of th' infernall Gates And vnder that fair Sun-fixt-gazing Foul Aquila The God of Gods deer Minion of his Soule Which from his hand reaves Thunder often-times His Spirit his Loue which visits earthly Climes In plumy shape for this bright winged Signe In head and neck and starry back in fine No less resembles the milde simple Doue Than crook-bild Eagle that commands aboue What shall I say of that bright Bandeleev Which twice-six Signs so richly garnish heer Th' Years Vsher doth the Paschal Lamb fore-tell Aties The Bull the Calf which erring Israell Taurus Sets vp in Horeb. These fair shining Twins Gemini Those striving Brethren Isaacs tender Sons The fourth is Salomon who Crab-like crawls Cancer Backward from Vertue and fowl Swine-like fals In Vices mire profanest old at last In soule and body growen a-like vn-chaste Leo. The fift that Lion which the Hair-strong Prince Tears as a Kid without Wars instruments Virgo The sixt that Uirgin euer-maiden Mother Bearing for vs her Father Spouse and Brother The next that Beam which in King Lemuels hand Libra So iustly weighs the Iustice of his Land The next that Creature which in Malta stings Scorpio Th' Apostles hand and yet no blemish brings For 't is indifferent whether we the same A spotted Scorpion or a Viper name Th' Archer is Hagars Son The Goat I ghess Sagittarius Capricornus Aquarius Is Arons Scape-Goat in the Wildernes The next the deer Son of dumb Zacharias Gods Harbinger fore-runner of Messias Who in clear Iordan washeth clean the sin Of all that rightly do repent with-in These Two bright Fishes those wher-with the Lord Pisces Through wondrous blessing of his powtfull Word Feeds with fiue Loaues vpon Asphaltis shoar Abundantly fiue thousand Folk and more But turn we now the twinkling Globe and there Let 's mark as much the Southern Hemi-sphear Ah! know'st thou not this glorious Champion heer Orion Which shines so brightly by the burning Steer Eridanus 'T is Nun's great Son who through deep Iordan leads His Army dry-shod and triumphant treads Canis Canicula â—epus On Canaan Currs and on th' Ammorrean Hare Eoyl'd with the fear of his victorious war See th' ancient Ship which over windes and waues Triumphing safe the Worlds seed-remnant saues Lo heer the Brasen Serpent shines whose sight Hydra Cures in the Desart those whom Serpents bite Heer th' happy Rau'n that brings Elias cates Corvus Heer the rich Cup where Ioseph meditates Cratera Centaurus His graue Predictions Heer that Heav'nly Knight Who prest appearing armed all in white To Maccabeus with his flaming spear So deep at last the Pagan Wolf doth tear Lupus Ara. That on Gods Altar yerst profan'd so long Sweet Incense
for super-Intendent there The supream Voice placed in every Sphear A Syren sweet that from Heav'ns Harmony Inferiour things might learn best Melody And their rare Quier with th' Angels Quier accord To sing aloud the prayses of the Lord In 's Royall Chappell richly beautifi'd With glist'ring Tapers and all sacred Pride Simile Where as by Art one selfly blast breath'd out From panting bellowes passeth all-about Winde-Instruments enters by th' vnder Clavers Which with the Keys the Organ-Master quavers Fils all the Bulk and severally the same Mounts every Pipe of the melodious Frame At once reviving lofty Cymbals voice Flutes sweetest ayr and Regals shrillest noyse Even so th' all-quickning spirit of God above The Heav'ns harmonious whirling wheels doth move So that-re-treading their eternall trace Th' one bears the Treble th' other bears the Base A foure-folde Consort in the humors seasons and Elements But brimmer far than in the Heav'ns heer All these sweet-charming Counter-Tunes we hear For Melancholy Winter Earth belowe Bear ay the Base deep hollow sad and slowe Pale Phleagm moist Autumn Water moistly-cold The Plummet-like-smooth-sliding Tennor hold Hot-humid Bloud the Spring transparent Air The Maze-like Mean that turns and wends so fair Curst Choler Sommer and hot-thirsty Fire Th' high-warbling Treble loudest in the Quire And that 's the cause my Son why stubborn'st things The power of Musike towards all things Are stoopt by Musick as reteining springs Of Number in them and they feeble live But by that Spirit which th' Heav'ns dance doth drive Sweet Musik makes the sternest men-at-Arms Let-fall at once their anger and their Arms Towards Men. It cheers sad soules and charms the frantik fits Of Lunatiks that are bereft their wits It kils the flame and curbs the fond desire Of him that burns in Beauties blazing Fire Whose soule seduced by his erring eyes Doth som proud Dame devoutly Idolize It cureth Serpents bane-full bit whose anguish In deadly torment makes men madly languish The Swan is rapt the Hinde deceiv'd with-all And Birds beguil'd with a melodious call Towards Beasts Birdes Plies Fishes Th' Harp leads the Dolphin and the buzzing swarm Of busie Bees the tinkling Brass doth charm O! what is it that Musik cannot doo Sith th' all-inspiring Spirit it conquers too And makes the same down from the Empyreall Pole Descend to Earth into a Prophets soule With divine accents tuning rarely right Towards God himselfe Vnto the rapting Spirit the rapted Spright Sith when the Lord most moved threatneth most With wrathfull tempest arming all his Hoast When angry stretching his strong sinnewy arms With bended back he throwes down thundry storms Th' harmonious sighs of his heart-turning Sheep Supple his sinnews lull his wrath a-sleep While milde-ey'd Mercy stealeth from his hand The sulph'ry Plagues prepar'd for sinfull Man But while that Heber eloquently would Conclusion of the 2. Day of the 2. Week Olde Musikes vse and excellence haue told Curst Canaan seeking Iordans fatall course Past by the Pillars and brake his Discourse And mine with-all for I must rest me heer My weary Iourny makes me faint well-neer Needs must I craue new ayd from High and step A litle back that I may farther leap The ende of the Second Day of the Second Week ABRAHAM The THIRD DAY Of The SECOND WEEK Containing 1. THE VOCATION 2. THE FATHERS 3. THE LAWE 4. THE CAPTAINS Acceptam refero The VOCATION THE I. PART OF THE III. DAY OF THE II. WEEK THE ARGVMENT ABRAM from Chaldé is Divinely CALL'D How Blest abroad His parted Nephew Thrall'd In Sodom's ayd to Chedorlaomer Rescu'd by Him Type of that bloudy War Melchisedec His Hap congratulates Ismael great but GOD confederates With promis'd Isaak and his CHRIST-kin Seed Which shall in number even the Stars exceed Lot harbors Angels sav'd from Sodom's Fire His Wife Transform'd His Daughter 's foul Desire VNtill this Day deer Muse on every side Within straight lists thou hast been boundifi'd Pend in a Path so narrow every-where Thou couldst not manage onely heer and there Reaching thine arms over the Rails that close Thy bounded Race thou caught'st som fragrant Rose Som Gilly-flowr or som sweet Sops-in-Wine To make a Chaplet thy chaste brows to binde But now behold th' art in the open Plain Where thou maist liuely like the Horse of Spain Simile That having burst his halter and his holde Flings through the field where list him vncontrol'd Coruet and turn run prance advance and pride-thee As sacred fury of thy Zeal shall guide-thee Th' whole World is thine hēceforth thy Sythe may mowe The fairest Crop that in Fame's fields doth growe And on the Sea of richest Histories Hulling at large a hundred Victories A hundred Rowts a hundred Wonders new Com huddling in in heaps before thy view So that I fear lest trayn'd with various sent Thou be at fault in this vast Argument And least the best choice in so bound-less Store Painthee no less now than did Want before But wotst thou what my Muse my deer delight My care my comfort we will follow right The modest hand of a fair Shepheardling Simile Who doth not rudely spoyl the flowry Spring Of all her painted beauties nor deface All in one day a pleasant Gardens grace But mannerly amid the Quarters seeks Such rarest flowrs as best her fancy likes And heer a blew one there a red she pulls A yellow heer and there a white she culls Then bindes them with her hair and blessed over With a chaste kiss she sends them to her Lover Wee 'l ouer-run the Annalls of all Ages And choosing-out the chiefest Personages And Prodigies amid the Hebrew Story Wee 'l offer them on th' Altar of Gods glory For He I hope who no less good then wise First stirr'd vs vp to this great Enterprise And gaue vs heart to take the same in hand For Level Compass Rule and Squire will stand Will change the Pebbles of our puddly thought To Orient Pearls most bright and bravely wrought And will not suffer in this pretious Frame Ought that a skilfull Builders ey may blame Or if he suffer ought 't shall be som trace But of that blindnes common to our Race T' abate my glory and to giue me proof That mortall I build but with mortall stuff IAMES richest Iem of Scots and Scotland's Praise Dedication to the Kings Maiestie Who with the same hand that the Scepterswayes On Heav'n-faln paper in a golden stile Doost happily immortall lines compile And new Apollo vnder Others names Singst in thy Childehood thine Ownefuture Fames To whom but thee should I these Verses vow Who through the World hast made me famous now And with a liberall learned hand indew'd My Muse with lustre of a Royall Sute Before so ragged that she blusht wel-neer That her chaste Sisters should so homly see-her The scorn of Art of Helicon the shame Vsurping wrong VRANIA'S sacred Name Through thee she 's Heav'nly O wise worthy
much as dayly doth still newly growe This Monster wuns not in the Cel she wont Description of the Palace of Enuy. Sh' hath rear'd her Palace on the steepest Mount Whose snowy shoulders with their stony pride Eternally do Spain from France divide It hath a thousand loop-holes every-way Yet never enters there one sunny ray Or if that any chance so far to pass 'T is quickly quenched by her cloudy face At every Loop the Work-man wittily Hath plaç't a long wide hollow Trunk wher-by Prattling Renown and Fame with painted wing News from all corners of the World do bring Buzzing there-in as in a Sommer Even Simile From clefts of Medows that the Heat hath riven The Grass-hoppers seeming to fain the voyces Of little Birds chirp-out ten thousand noyses It fortun'd now that a swift-flying Fame To whom Fame reporteth Israels prosperity Which lately but from stately Memphis came Sweating and dusty and nigh breath-less fills With this Report one of hir listening Quills O curious Nymph lives there a Wit with vs Acute and quick that is not curious Most wakefull Goddess Queen of mortall hearts Consort of Honour Wealth and High-Deserts Doo'st thou not knowe that happy ISRAEL Which promiseth the Conqueror of Hell That twice-born King here-after to bring-forth Who dead shall liue again and by his Worth Wipe-out Man's Forfait and God's Law fulfill And on his Cross th' envy of Envy kill Doth even in sight abundantly increase That Heav'n and Earth conspire his happiness That seaventy Exiles with vn hallowed Frie Couer the face of all the World well-nigh And drunk with wealth waigh not thy force a iot Envie thou scest it but fore-seest it not Swolne like a Toad between her bleeding iaws â—â—â—y incenseth Pharaoh to oppresse them Her hissing Serpents wriggling tails she chaws And hasting hence in ISIS form she iets A golden vessell in one hand she gets In th' other a sweet Instrument her hood Was Peacocks feathers mixt with Southernwood A silver Crescent on her front she set And in her bosom many a fostering teat And thus disguis'd with pride and impudence She presses-in to the Bubastik Prince Who slumbring then on his vn-quiet Couch With ISRAEL's greatness was disturbed much Then she the while squinting vpon the lustre Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre And snuffing with a wrythed nofe the Amber The Musk and Civet that perfum'd the Chamber 'Gan thus to greet him Sleep'st thou sleep'st thou son And see'st thou not thy self and thine vn-don While cruell Snakes which thy kinde brest did warm Sting thee to death with their vngratefull swarm These Fugitiues these out-casts do conspire Against rich Egypt and ingrate aspire With odious Yoak of bondage to debase The noble PHARAOH's Godd's immortall Race With these last words into his brest she blowes A banefull ayr whose strength vnfeltly flowes Through all his veins and having gain'd his heart Makes Reason stoop to Sense in every part Simile So th' Aspick pale with too-right aim doth spit On his bare face that coms too-neer to it The froth that in her teeth to bane she turns A drowzy bane that inly creeps and burns So secretly that without sense of pain Scar wound or swelling soon the Partie 's slain What shall I farther say This Sorrow's-Forge This Rack of Kings Care 's fountain Courtier 's scourge Besides her sable poyson doth inspire Enuies two Twins With Hate and Fear the Princes fell desire Hence-forth therefore poor ISRAEL hath no peace Not one good day no quiet nap no ease Still still opprest Tax vpon Tax arose After Thefts Threats and after Threats com blowes Slauery of the Israelites The silly wretches are compell'd som-while To cut new Chanels for the course of Nile Somtimes som Cities ruins to repair Somtimes to build huge Castles in the air Somtimes to mount the Parian Mountains higher In those proud Towrs that after-worlds admire Those Towrs whose tops the Heav'ns have terrified Those Towrs that scuse th' audacious Titan's pride Those Towrs vain Tokens of a vast expence Tropheis of Wealth Ambition's Monuments To make with their owne sweat and blood their morter To be at-once Brick-maker Mason Porter They labour hard eat little sleeping less No sooner layd but thus their Task-lords press Villains to work what are yee growen so sloth Wee 'll make ye yeeld vs wax and hony both In brief this Tyrant with such servitude Pharao his rain policy Thought soon to waste the sacred multitude Or at the least that over-layd with woe Weakned with watching worn with toyling so They would in time becom less service-able In VENUS Battails and for breed less able Their spirits disperst their bodies over-dri'd And Cypris sap vn-duly qualified But when he saw this not succeed so well But that the Lord still prosper'd ISRAEL Inhumane he commands on bloudy Pain His cruell Edict against the male children That all their male-babes in their birth be slain And that because that charge had don no good They should be cast in CAIRO's silver Flood O Barbarism learned in Hel belowe Those that alas nor steel nor stream do knowe Must Die of steel or stream cruell Edicts That with the Infant 's bloud the Mother's mix That Childe and Mother both at once cut-off Him with the stroke her with the grief therof With two-fold tears Iews greet their Native Heav'n The day that brings them life their life hath reav'n But IOCHEEED would fain if she had durst Her deer son MOSES secretly haue nourç't Yet thinking it better her Babeforgo Than Childe and Parents both to hazard so At length she layes it forth in Rush-boat weaves-it And to God's Mercy and the Flood 's she leaves-it Though Rudder-les not Pilot-les this Boat Among the Reeds by the Floods side did float And saues from wrack the future Legislator Lighting in hands of the Kings gracious Daughter His Daughter finding Moses exposed causeth him to be Princely brought vp Who opening it findes which with ruth did strike-her A lovely Babe or little Angel liker Which with a smile seem'd to implore the ayd And gentle pity of the Royall Mayd Love and the Graces State and Maiesty Seem round about the Infants face to fly And on his head seem'd as it were to shine Presagefull rayes of som-what more diuine She takes him vp and rears him royal-like And his quick Spirit train'd in good Arts is like A wel breath'd Body nimble sound and strong 2. Similes That in the Dance-school needs not teaching long Or a good Tree set in as good a soyl Which growes a-pace without the Husband's toyl In time he puts in Practice what he knowes With curteous Mildnesse manly Courage showes H' hath nothing vulgar with great happiness In choice discourse he doth his minde express And as his Soul's-type his sweet tongue affoords His gracefull Works confirm his gracious Words His Vertues make him even the Empire 's heir So means the Prince
arm shaking his Fawchin keen Wher-with he seems inspight of Heav'n and Hell To fight with Death and menace Israel At last he sinks all vnder water quite Spurning the sand again he springs vpright But from so deep a bottom to the top So clogg'd with arms can cleaue no passage vp As the poor Partridge cover'd with the net Simile In vain doth striue struggle and bate and beat For the close meshes and the Fowler 's craft Suffer the same no more to whuâ—e aloft I to your selues leaue to conceiue the ioy Of IACOB'S heirs thus rescu'd from annoy Seeing the Sea to take their cause in hand And their dead Foes shuffled vpon the sand Their shields and staues and Chariots all-to-tore Floating about and flung vpon the shoar When thus th' Almighty glorious God most High For them without them got the Victory They skip and dauâ—ce and marying all their voices To Timbrels Hawbois and lowd Cornets noyses Make all the shoars resound and all the Coasts With the shril Praises of the Lord of Hoasts 2. Part of this Tract where is discoursed of the estate of the People of Israell in the Wildernesse vntill the death of Moses Eternall issue of eternall Sire Deep Wisedom of the Father now inspire And shewe the sequell that from hence befell And how He dealt with his deer Israell Amid the Desart in their Pilgrimage Towards the Promis'd plentious Heritage Tell for I knowe thou know'st for compast ay With Fire by Night and with a Clowd by Day Thou my soul's hope wert their sole guide and guard Their Meat and Drink in all their Iourney hard Marching amid the Desart nought they lack Heaven still distils an Ocean for their sake Of end-les-good and every Morn doth send Sufficient Food for all the day to spend When the Sun riseth and doth haste his Race Half ours half theirs that vnderneath vs pase To re-beholde the bewty number order And prudent Rule preventing all mis-order Of th' awefull Hoast lodg'd in the Wilderness So favour'd of the Sun of Righteousness Each coms but forth his Tent and at his dore Findes his bread ready without seeking more A pleasant bread which from his plentious clowd Like little Haile Heav'ns wakefull Steward strow'd The yellow sands of Elim's ample Plain Were heaped all with a white sugred grain Sweet Corianders Iunkets not to feed God giueth them Manna This Hoast alone but even a World for need Each hath his part and euery one is fed With the sweet morsels of an vn-bought bread It is giuen from day to day It never rains for a whole year at-once But daily for a day's prouisions To th' end so great an Hoast so curbed straight Still on the Lord 's wide open hand should wayt And every Dawning haue due cause to call On him their Founder and the Fount of all Each for his portion hath an Omer-full The sur-plus rots mould knead it how they will The Holy-one iust Arbitrer of wrong Allows no less vnto the weak than strong On Sabbaoth's Eve he lets sufficient fall To serue for that day and the next with-all That on his Rest the sacred Folk may gather Not Bodie 's meat but spirituall Manna rather Thou that from Heav'n thy daily White-bread hast Thou for whom Haruest all the Year doth last That in poor Desarts rich aboundance heap'st That sweat-les eat'st and without sowing reap'st That hast the Ayr for farm and Heav'n for field Which sugred Mel or melled sugar yield That for taste-changing do'st not change thy cheer God's Pensioner and Angel's Table-peer It is a liuely figure of Christ the true bread of life O Israell see in this Table pure In this fair glass thy Saviour's pourtraiture The Son of God MESSIAS promised The sacred seed to bruize the Serpents head The glorious Prince whose Scepter ever shines Whose Kingdom 's scope the Heav'n of Heavens confines And when He shall to light thy Sin-full load Put Manhood on dis-knowe him not for God This Grain is small but full of substance though The same demoÌ„strated by particular conference CHRIST strong in working though but weak in showe Manna is sweet Christ as the Hony-Comb Manna from high and CHRIST from Heaven doth com With that there falls a pleasant pearly deaw CHRIST comming-down doth all the Earth be-streaw With spirituall gifts That vnto great and small Tastes to their tastes and CHRIST is all to all Food to the hungry to the needy wealth Ioy to th' afflicted to the sickly health Pardon to those Repent Prop to the bow'd Life's savour to the Meek Death 's to the Prowd That 's common good and Christ communicate That 's purely-white and Christ immaculate That gluts the wanton Hebrews at the last Christ and his Word the World doth soon dis-taste Of that they eat no less that haue one measure Than who haue hundred and in Christ his Treasure Of Divine Grace the faith-full Proselite Hath no less part than Doctors deep of sight That 's round Christ simple and sincerely-round That in the Ark Christ in his Church is found That doth with certain stinking worms becom Christ th' Ever-Word is scandall vnto som. That raineth not but on the sacred Race Christ to his Chosen doth confine his Grace That 's broken every grain Christ Lamb of God Vpon his Cross-press is so torn and trod That of his Blood the pretious Flood hath purl'd Down from Mount Sion over all the World The people lust for flesh Yet glutted now with this ambrosiall Food This Heav'nly bread so holy and so good Th' Hebrews do lust for flesh a fresh South-winde Brings shoals of Fowls to satisfie their minde God sends them Quailes A clowd of Quails on all the Camp is sent And every one may take to his content For in the Hoast and all the Country by For a days-iourney Cubit thick they lie But though their Commons be thus delicate Although their eyes can scarce look out for fat Although their Bellies strout with too much meat Though Epicures they vomit as they eat Yet still they howl for hunger and they long For Memphian hotch-potch Leeks and Garlick strong They long for the Garlike Onions of Egypt As Childe-great Women or green Maids that miss Their Terms appointed for their flourishes Pine at a Princely feast preferring far Red Herrings Rashers and som sops in Tâ—r Simile Yea coals and clowts sticks stalks and durt before Quail Pheasant Partridge and a hundred more So their fantastick wearisom disease Distastes their tastes and makes them strange to please But when the Bull that lately tost his horn In wanton Pride hangs down his head for lorn For lack of Water and the Souldier bleak Growes without Arms for his owne waight too-weak When fiery Thirst through all their veins so fierce Consumes their blood into their bones doth pearce Sups-vp their vitall humour and doth dry Their whilom-beauties to Anatomy They weep and wail and but their voyce
abundant in his Lap And He good Subiect with his Kingdom ever T' increase th' Immortall Kingdom doth indevour His swelling Standards never stir abroad Till he haue Cald vpon th' Almighty God He never Conquers but in heav'nly Songs He yeelds the Honor where it right belongs And evermore th' Eternals sacred Prayse With Harp and Voice to the bright Stars doth raise Scarce was he born when in his Cradle prest His Pöesi◠The Nightingale to build her tender nest The Bee within his sacred mouth seeks room To arch the Chambers of her Hony-comb And th' Heav'nly Muse vnder his roof descending As in the Summer with a train down-bending We see som Meteor winged brightly-fair With twinkling rayes glide through the crystal Aier And soudainly after long-feeming Flight To seem amid the new-shav'n Fields to light Him softly in her Iuory arms she folds His smiling Face she smylingly beholds She kisses him and with her Nectar kisses Into his Soule she breathes a Heav'n of Blisses Then layes him in her lap and while she brings Her Babe a-sleep this Lullabie she sings Liue liue sweet Babe the Miracle of Mine VRANIA's Lullaby Liue euer Saint and growe thou all Divine With this Celestiall Winde where-with I fill Thy blessed Boosom all the World ful-fill May thy sweet Voice in Peace resound as far And speed as fair as thy drad Arm in War Bottom nor bank thy Fames-Sea never bound With double Laurels be thy Temples Crownd See Heav'n-sprung Spirit see how th' allured North Of thy Childs-Cry shril-sweetly warbling forth Al-ready tastes the learned dainty pleasures See see yong Father of all sacred Measures See how to hear thy sweet harmonious sound About thy Cradle here are thronging round Woods but with ears floods but their fury stopping Tigres but tame Mountains but alwayes hopping See how the Heav'ns rapt with so sweet a tongue To list to thine leaue their owne Dance and Song O Idiot's shame and Envy of the Learned O Verse right-worthy to be ay eterned O richest Arras artificial wrought With liueliest Colours of Conceipt-full Thought O royal Garden of the rarest Flowers Sprung from an Aprill of spiritual Showers O Miracle whose star-bright beaming Head When I behold even mine owne Crown I dread Never els-where did plentious Eloquence Excellencie of the Psalmes of Dauid In every part with such magnificence Set-forth her Beauties in so sundry Fashions Of Robes and Iewels suting sundry Passions As in thy Songs Now like a Queen for Cost In swelling Tissues rarely-rich imbost With Pretious Stones neat Citty-like anon Fine Cloth or Silke or Chamlet puts she on Anon more like som handsom Shepheardesse In courser Cloaths she doth her cleanly dresse What e're she wear Wooll Silk or Gold or Gems Or Course or Fine still like her Self she seems Fair Modest Cheerfull fitting time and place Illustring all even with a Heav'n-like grace Like prowd lowd Tigris ever swiftly roul'd Now through the Plains thou powr'st a Flood of gold Now like thy Iordan or Meander-like Round-wyndingnimbly with a many-Creek Thou runn'st to meet thy Self's pure streams behind thee Mazing the Meads where thou dost turn and winde-thee Anon like Cedron through a straighter Quill Thou strainest out a little Brook or Rill But yet so sweet that it shall ever be Th' immortall Nectar to Posterity So cleer that Poésie whose pleasure is To bathe in Seas of Heav'nly Mysteries Her chastest feathers in the same shal dip And deaw with-all her choicest wormanship And so deuout that with no other Water Deuoutest Soules shal quench their Thirst heer-after Of sacred Bards Thou art the double Mount Of faith-full Spirits th' Interpreter profound Of contrite Harts the cleer Anatomy Of euery Sore the Shop for Remedy Zeal's Tinder-box a Learned Table giving To spirituall eyes not painted Christ but living O divine Volume Sion's cleer deer Voice Saints rich Exchecker full of comforts choice O sooner shal sad Boreas take his e wing At Nilus head and boist'rous Aust r spring From th' icie floods of Izeland than thy Fame Shall be forgot or Honour fail thy Name Thou shalt surviue through-out all Generations And plyant learn the Language of all Nations Nought but Thine Aiers through Air Seas shall sound In high-built Temples shall thy Songs resound Thy sacred Verse shall cleer Gods clowdy face And in thy steps the noblest Wits shall trace Grose Vulgar hence with hands profanely-vile So holy things presume not to defile Touch not these sacred stops these silver strings This Kingly Harp is only meet for Kings And so behold towards the farthest North Ah see I see vpon the banks of FORTH Whose force-full stream runs smoothly serpenting A valiant learned and religious King Whose sacred Art retuneth excellent This rarely-sweet celestiall Instrument And Dauid's Truchman rightly doth refound At the Worlds end his eloquence renown'd Dombertans Clyde stands still to hear his voyce Stone-rowling Tay seems the rat to reioyce The trembling Cyclads in great Loumond-Lake After his sound their lusty gambols shake The Trees-brood Bar-geese mid th' Hebridian wave Vnto his Tune their far-flow'n wings doo wave And I my Self in my pyde * A kinde of light mantle made of a thin checkerd Cloth worne by the Hilmen in Scotland and now much vsed with vs for Saddle-clothes Pleid a-slope With Tune-skild foot after his Harp doo hop Thus full of God th' Heav'n Sirene Prophet-wise Powres-forth a Torrent of mel-Melodies In DAVIDS praise But DAVIDS foule defect Was yet vn-seen vncensur'd vn-suspect Oft in fair Flowers the bane-full Serpent sleeps Somtimes we see the bravest Courser trips And som-times Dauid's Deaf vnto the Word Of the Worlds Ruler th' everlasting Lord His Songs sweet fervor slakes his Soules pure Fire Is dampt and dimm'd with smoak of foul desire His Harp is layd a-side he leaves his Layes And after his fair Neighbors Wife he neighs Bersabé hathing Fair Bersabé's his Flame even Bersabé In whose Chaste bosom to that very day Honor and Loue had happy dwelt together In quiet life without offence of either But her proud Bewty now and her Eyes force Began to draw the Bill of their Diuorce Honor giues place to Loue and by degrees Fear from her hart Shame from her forehead flies The Presence-Chamber the High street the Temple These Theaters are not sufficient ample To shew her Bewties if but Silke them hide Shee must haue windowes each-where open wide About her Garden-Baths the while therin She basks and bathes her smooth Snow-whiter skin And one-while set in a black Iet-like Chair Perfumes and combes and curls her golden hair Another-while vnder the Crystall brinks Her Alabastrine well-shap't Limbs she shrinks Like to a Lilly sunk into a glasse Like soft loose Venus as they paint the Lasse Born in the Seas when with her eyes sweet-flames Tonnies and Tritons she at-once inflames Or like an Iuory Image of a Grace Neatly inclos'd in a thin Crystall Case Another-while vnto the bottom diues And
a storm at Sea All topsie-turned by th' Aeolian slaues Do mount and roule Heav'ns war against the Waters And angrie Thetis Earth's green bulwarks batters A sable ayrso muffles-vp the Sky That the sad Saylers can no light descry Or if som beam break through their pitchy night 'T is but drad flashing of the Lightning's light Strike strike our saile the Master cries amain Vail misne and sprit-sail but he cries in vain For in his face the blasts so bluster ay That his Sea-gibberish is straight born away Confused Cries of men dismay'd in minde Seas angry noise lowd bellowing of the winde Heav'ns Thunder-claps the tackles whisteling As strange Musicians dreadfull descant sing The Eastern winde driues on the roaring train Of white-blew billows and the clouds again With fresh Seas crosse the Sea and she doth send In counter-change a rain with salt y-blend Heav'ns headlong seem in Thetis lap to fall Seas scale the skies and God to arm this All Against one ship that skips from stars to ground From waue to waue like Balloons windie bound While the sad Pilot on a foamy Mount Thinks from the Pole to see Hells pit profound And then cast down vnto the sandie shole Seems from lowe Hell to see the lofty Pole And feeling foes within and eek without As many waues so many deaths doth doubt The Billows beating round about the ship Vncauk her keel and all her seams vnrip Whereby the waters entring vncontroul'd Ebbing abroad yet flowe apace in hold For euery Tun the plied Pump doth rid A floud breaks in the Master mastered With dread and danger threatning euery-way Doubts where to turn him what to doo or say Which waue to meet or which salt surge to flie So yeelds his charge in Sea to liue or die As many Cannons 'gainst a Castle bent Simile Make many holes and much the rampire rent And shake the wall but yet the latest shock Of fire-wingd bullets batters down the Rock So many mounts that muster 'gainst this Sail With roaring rage doo this poor ship assail But yet the last with foaming fury swoln With boistrous blasts of angry tempests boln Springs the main-mast the mast with boystrous fall Breaks down the deck and sore affrights them all Pale Idol-like one stands with arms a-cross One moans himself one mourns his childrens loss One more than Death this form of Death affrights Another calls on Heav'ns vn-viewed Lights One 'fore his eys his Ladies looks beholds Another thus his deadly fear vnfolds Curst thirst of gold O how thou causest care My bed of Doun I change for hatches bare Rather than rest this stormie war I chose T' enlarge my fields both land and life I lose Like piezless plume born-vp by Boreas breath With all these wings I soar to seek my death To Heav'n and Hell by angry Neptune led Where least I scape it all these sails I spread Then thus another Sure no winde quoth he Could raise this Storm som rarer Prodigy Hath caus'd this Chaos cause of all our grief Some Atheist dog som Altar-spoyling theef Lurks in this ship com Mates by lot let 's trie To saue the rest the man that ought to die 'T is I quoth Ionas I indeed am cause Of this black night and all the fearfull flaws Of this rough Winter I must sole appease By my iust death these wrath-full wrackfull Seas Then vp they heave him straight and from the waste Him suddainly into the Sea they cast The King of Windes calls home his churlish train And Amphitritè smooths her front again Th' Air 's cloudy Robe returns to crystal cleer And smiling Heav'ns bright Torches re-appeer So soon as Ionas to them all appease O're head and eares was soused in the Seas Thrice coms he vp and thrice again goes down Vnder the waves yer he do wholly drown But then he sinks and wretched roul'd along The sands and Oase and rocks and mud among Thus thus he cries with lips of zealous faith Mercy my God shew mercy Lord he saith Then God who ever heares his childrens wish Provided straight a great and mighty Fish That swilling swallow'd Ionas in her womb A living Corps laid in a living Toomb Like as a Roach or Ruff or Gudgeon born Simile By som swift stream into a weer forlorn â—risks to and fro aloft and vnder dyves Fed with false hope to free their captive lyves The Prophet so amazed walks about This wondrous Fish to finde an issue out This mighty Fish oâ— Whale-like huginess Or bigger-bellied though in body less Where am I Lord alas within what vaults In what new Hell doost thou correct my faults Strange punishment my body thou bereav'st Of mother earth which to the dead thou leav'st Whither thy wrath drives me I do not knowe I am depriv'd of air yet breathe and blowe My sight is good yet can I see no skie Wretch nor in Sea nor yet a-shore am I Resting I run for moving is my Cave And quick I couch within a living Grave While thus he plain'd the third day on the sand The friendly Fish did cast him safe a-land And then as if his weary limbs had been So long refresht and rested at an Inn He seems to flie and com'n to Niniue Your sins have reached vp to Heav'n quoth he Wo and alas wo wo vnto you all Yet forty dayes and Ninive shall fall Thus Ionas preacht But soon the Citizens Sincerely toucht with sense of their foul sins Dispatch in haste to Heaven Repentance sad Sweet-charming Prayer Fasting hairy-clad Repentance makes two Torrents of her eyes Her humble brow dares scant behold the skies Her sobbing brest is beaten blew and black Her tender flesh is rent with rugged sack Her head all hoar'd with harty sorrows past With dust and ashes is all over-cast Prayer's head and sides and feet are set about With gawdy wings like Ioves Arcadian Scout Her body flaming from her lips there fumes Nard Incense Mummy and all rich Perfumes Fasting though faint her face with ioie she cheers Strong in her weakness young in aged yeers Quick health's preserver curbing Cupid's fits Watchfull purge-humors and refining-wits Then Faith Grand Vsher of th' Empyreal Court Vshers these Legats by a golden Port Into the Presence and them face to face Before th' All-Monarch's glorious Throne doth place Where zealous prostrate on her humble knee Thus Prayer speaks in name of all the Three God slowe to wrath O Father prone to grace Lord sheath again thy vengeance sword a space If at thy beam of Iustice thou wilt waigh The works of men that wander every day If thou their metall by that touch-stone try Which fearfull-sounding from thy mouth doth flie If thou shalt summ their Sins which pass the sand Before thee Lord who shall indure to stand Not Ninive alone shall perish then But all this All be burnt to ashes clean And even this day shall thy iust wrath prevent The dreadfull Day of thy last Dooms event This world to
not oft nor doo I often praise Yet must I needs praise the praise-worthie still I cannot hold my free and forward quill From those whom Heauen adorns with speciall rayes Now all that God doth by retail bestowe On perfect'st men to thee in grosse he giues Therefore my Muse thy praise so often driues For duties sake but not to flatter so Our Age's wonder when thy tongue refin'd By vse and Art in our King's name dilates With Counsails Germain or furr'd Polish States The sweet-tongu'd Cyneas thou doost make vs minde In Priuy counsell when our miseries Thou doost be-moan most Nestor-like thou art And when in Paris Parlament thy part Of Lawes thou plead'st thou seem'st to Scaeuolize Thy Latine Prose dooth match smooth Salusts stile And when thy Pen distils the Nectar sweet Of Helicon where all the Muses meet Me thinks I read sweet Virgill all the while In honour of these gifts this gift I bring Small for my pains great for the Argument But if the Heav'ns had richer treasure lent Thy New-yeeres-gift should be som better thing THE TRIVMPH OF FAITH THE TRIVMPH OF FAITH Canto I. 1 NEer th' hour that Erycin ' Aurora calls And she the Sun sad Morpheus entring in Through 's hornie gate to shew me did begin A sacred Virgin 's stately TRIVMPHALS 2 Then Faith for so she hight bids with celeritie Of Pen and Paper that I make provision To wright the summ of this celestiall Vision To be recorded vnto all Posterity 3 I knowe my taske to be impossible I knowe in this mans eyes are beetle-blinde His eares quite deaf clean voide of sense his minde But hardest things Faith makes most possible 4 Eternall Sun O scatter with thy Light All mistie clouds that make me not to see Thy health-full face and giue true Faith to mee Since Faith sans Faith cannot be knowen aright 5 FAITH sits triumphant on a Carr of gold Of Tubals making where blew Saphires shine Rich Diamonds and many Rubies fine And if ought els the world more costly hold 6 Her glorious Charret's rowling wheels are like The holy wheels the great Ezekiel saw For one self spirit self winde and will doth draw Their restless courses equall both a-like 7 The Bird that led the Roman Standards out The Bird that fixtly can oppose his eyes Against the greatest light in all the skies High through the ayr drawes this rich Coach about 8 Faith flaunts it not in silver silk nor gold Nor pretious scarlet of the Tyrian Die Nor paints her face to hide deformity But as she is she doth her self vnfold 9 Her body that all bodies doth disgrace Like Iuno's Bird is full of watchfull eyes Whose holy glaunces pearce the lofty skies Pearce Air and Heav'n and see God face to face 10 Sh' hath many sweet and flowing tongues to prayse The Lord of Hoasts sh' hath strong and mighty wings Passing the swiftnes of all earthly things That in a moment vp to Heav'n her rayse 11 Her glorious head is compast with a Crown Not made of Olive Pine or Lawrell bough Nor Parsly Wreath which Grecians did allow Th' Olympian games for signals of renown 12 But of fresh Roses pluckt from Honours Tree That never shrink for Winters chilling frost Nor wither not when Titan patcheth most For by the Lord they ever watred be 13 Now stain-les Truth for Standards doth display Two Testaments next Courage marshals right Th' vndaunted Troops that are prepar'd to fight Vnder her Colours into baâ—â—ail-ray 14 Then Constancy bears a two-edged Blade And Patience an impenetrable Shield Whose brightnes hath inforç't more Monsters yield Then that which of grim Gorgon's head was made 15 Next Charity that kindely doth prefer Her neighbours good before her owne vtility Repentance Hope and hearty-milde Humility Doo flank the wings of Faith's triumphant Carr. 16 For Faith indeed without her Maids were vain But as the Sun can never lack his light Nor fire want heat so if we mark-aright Faith cannot want these Hand-mayds in her train 17 Before this Coach there is a Beldam gon That seems at first fairer then Hellen was But neerer view'd she is more foul alas Then fell Megera Alecto ' r Tesiphon 18 She never goes like Faith with open face But seeks for masks vizards and garments gay For cloke on cloke to keep the light away Of her loath'd limbs to hide the foul disgrace 19 Sh' hath tongues like Faith with which she boldly chats Blaspheming Heav'n with filthy vanities Sh' hath eyes like Faith but yet alas those eyes See clear by night by day are blinde as Bats 20 Sh' hath wings like Faith with which she soars on hie Like Icarus she proudly mounts aloft Forgetting that her feathers are so soft Till Phoebus force her waxen wings dofriâ— 21 She whom sans reason men haue Reason hight Since first in Fire the Lord the Air inclos'd In Air the Sea in Sea the Earth dispos'd Hath with milde Faith maintain'd continuall fight 22 Now arming Kings and putting in their brains That nothing less beseems their Royall State Than vnder Faith their Scepters to abate Then to indure her gentle-ruling reans 23 Another-while she puffs with poysony pride Whom their Disciples onely Doctors deem Such as I grant have spent much oyl and time To draw mens soules from the true way too-wide 24 Yet still the Lord who still vpholds the iust Hath still the cause of holy Faith maintain'd Hath still so well her holy side sustayn'd That still her Foes lie groveling in the dust 25 A thousand Princes bound in fetters fast Before her march that her milde Yoak disdeign'd That all the Earth with blood of Saints disteyn'd And Christ his Church with Fire and Sword did waste 26 He that the first in this worlds Pupillage Brain'd his owne brother leads this bloudy crew Cain Then th' hardned Tyrant that did dare pursue Through the Red-Sea Gods chosen Heritage Pharaoh 27 Then saw I him that Zachary did stone Ioash Athalia Ahab wicked Abian Occozias Amon Ahaz and Ioram Then all that sate on the Samarian Throne 28 I saw Senacherib and Him whose Grace Nebuchadnezar Was turn'd to grass proud Hammon and with-all Braue Holophernes and who on the Wall Read how his Kingdom to the Medes should passe Baltsazar 29 Annas and Caiaphas and he that set His hatefull Idoll in the holy Place Which five Iew-brethren bravely did deface Antiochus illustris These all too-late in sad repentance fret 30 The Tyrant too that at our Saviours birth Herod In Cradles kill'd so many Innocents And that vile Iudge whose seared conscience Pilat Condemn'd the guilt-les Iudge of all the earth 31 That viperous Monster of Man-kinde the shame Nero. Who Mother Wives Brethren and Sisters slue Then from a lofty Towr did laugh to view Rome's glittering Spires all on a burning flame 32 With Seuenth Seuerus came accompanied Iule Maximin with fell Maximian Cruell Gallerian fond Domitian That God-less would
called the Gulfe of Negrepont Stentorian Homer reports him to haue had the voice of 50. men Signories Lordships Dominions Sues a Port in the East part of Egypt vpon the red Sea Seir a mountaine in Idumaea betweene Asphaltis and Egypt Siddim the place where Lot with the Princes of Sodom was taken prisoner by Chedor Laomer Sanctum SanctoruÌ„ the inmost Sanctuarie the Holy of Holies where onely the high Priest might enter once a yeare Stratian War-like Scammonie alias Diagridium an hearbe purging Choler mightily T TAgus the Riuer of Lisbone in Portugall Tanais a mighty Riuer diuiding Asia from Europe Tantalus a King of Phrygia whom they fained to stand in Hel vp to the chin in water and to haue delicate Fruits dangling ouer his vpperlip yet can touch neither either to ease his hunger or allay his thirsâ— Tambut A Country of the Negros which is a part of Africa extending to the vttermost bounds therof toward the South and East Taprobane An Iland vnder the Equinoctiall now called Sumatra Situate betweene Malaca and Iaua Maior aboue 450. leagues long and aboue 120. broade abounding in Golde very plentifull in other excellent CoÌ„modities Tarentum a famous Citie in Calabria Tarnasser is in the East Indies neere the gulfe of Bengala Thebes a Citty in Baeotia where Hercules was borne it was first built built by Cadmus but more beautifully restored by Amphion Thetis the Sea Themis Iustice. Thersites the foulest Lubber in al the GreciaÌ„ Campe whoÌ„ Achilles slew with his fist Theseus for valour another Hercules but most famous for his kinde and constant friendship to Perithous Thesiphone one of the Furies Thisbes Tree the mulberie Thule an Iland beyond the Orcades the farthest North that was knowen to the Romanes therfore then called Ultima Thule Timanthes one of the most excelleÌ„t of the ancieÌ„t Painters Tindarides Castor and Pollux Tigris a Riuer in Asia passing by the East of Mesopotamia throgh Armenia Media Titan the Sun Tirrhenian the Tuscan Seas Tyrians Marchant men of Tyrus a Citie of Syria anciently flowrishing in trade and famous for the excellent purple-Die Tiuoli a village neere Rome where the Cardinall of Ferrara hath a sumptuous house of pleasure furnished with infinite Curiosities Torpedo the Cramp-fish Tresor-troue Gold monie or other Riches found vnder ground Troglodytes a people of Aethiopia that dwel vnder grouÌ„d go naked and eate Serpents Tropicks two great Circles in heauen in equall distance from the Equinoctiall the one called the Tropik of Cancer the other of Capricorne at the which the Sun turneth either higher hauing been at the lowest or lower hauing beene at the highest wherof they are so called TrytoÌ„s Neptunes Trumpeters Tuscan Italian Tyber the Riuer of Rome Typhis the master or Captaine of the Ship Argos that saild with Iason to Colchis for the Golden Fleece Tymothy an excellent caruer that wrought on Mausolus Tombe Typhon a huge Giant that in deuoured to pull Iupiter out of Heauen Type a figure or stampe of any thing Tesiphone or Thesiphone one of the Furies TROPHETS glorious Monuments erected in honour of some famous victorie Timothius Milesius an excellent musician that flowrished vnder Philip of Macedon and Alexander his son Theorie Contemplation study Tullie Cicero the Prince of Roman Orators Teâ—yphone look Furies Thalia look Graces Muses Tabernacle properly a Tent or Pauilion V VAlois one of the Royall families of France extinguished in the late Henry the third slaine by a Frier before Paris who in his Monsieurship with his mother and the Duke of Guise had beene too busie an Actor in the bloodie Massacre Uenus the Goddesse of Loue and Beautie also one of the planets Uenus Esâ—uage Knights or Nights seruice to Ladies Venerean mirth Idem Uer the Spring Vertumnus animagined God of the Romanes that tooke on him all shapes Vespucio Americus Vespucius a Florentine first discouerer of America of whom it was so called Viginere a learned Frenchman of late times translator of Caesar Liuius and other Latine writers Vienna a Citie in Austria where vsually the Emperor keeps his Court. Vrania one of the Muses especially handling Heauenly things therefore called the Heauenly Muse. Vrim and Thummim 2. words grauen in the Brest-plate of Aaron signifying Illumination and integritie Ulysses the politike Prince of Ithaca husband of Penelope Vulcan the God of Fier and forge-men Vranascopus a fish alwayes gazing vp to heauen X XAnth called also Scamander the Riuer of Troy there is also an Iland in the Archipelago so called Xenian hospitious mild-entertainer Z. ZEbut an Iland in the west Indies exceeding rich in Gold Sugar Ginger Zenith the point verticall the point of Heauen right ouer our heads the contrarie point is called Nadir Zeno the chiefe of the Stoicke Philosophers Zeuxis a most cunning and exceeding rich Painter Zodiak a byaz or sloaping Circle in the Heauens wherin are the 12. Signes thorough which all the planets passe Zones Imagined Circles diuiding the World into fiue parts Zopyrus a Persian that strange ly disfigured himselfe to do his Prince an important seruice Zephirus the West the West-winde FINIS THE HISTORIE OF IVDITH IN FORME OF A POEME Penned in French by the Noble Poet G. SALVST Lord of BARTAS Englished by Tho. Hudson Ye learned binde your browes with Laurer hand I prease but for to touch it with my hand ET VSQVE AD NVBES VERITAS TVA 1611. The Printer to the Reader PErceiuing our diuine du BARTAS so generally applauded euen of the greatest and the grauest of this Kingdome and all His workes so welcome vnto all to make the same in this second Edition more compleat I haue presumed to annex This Peece indeed no part of his incomparable WEEKS neither heer apparalled by the same Workman yet doubt-les a Child of the same Parent and if I be not deceiued one of his first borne which arriuing long-since in Scotland was there among the rest royally receiued and thus as you see suited somewhat to that Countrie fashion Whose Dialect and Orthography considering vnder what authoritie it was first published now the rather respecting our happie vnion by the same established I haue not dar'd at all to alter Accept it therefore gentle Reader as it is and allow at least of my good will who wishing thee the profit of these happy labours haue aduentured to doo thee pleasure to incur I doubt double displeasure Thine H. L. TO THE MOST HIGH AND MIGHTIE PRINCE IAMES the Sixt King of Scotland his Maiesties most humble Seruant THO. HVDSON wisheth long life with euerlasting felicitie AS your Maiestie Sir after your accustomed and vertuous maner was sometime discoursing at Table with such your Domestiques as chaunced to be attendant It pleased your Highnesse not onelie to esteeme the peereless stile of the Greeke Homer and the Latin Uirgill to be inimitable to vs whose tongue is barbarous and corrupted But also to alledge partly thorow delight your Maiesty tooke in the Hautie stile of those most famous Writers
saue vs at thy throne of mercy great Forgiue vs Lord and holde farre from vs all These plagues that on our heads are like to fall Alas what helpeth vs thy heavy stroke To binde our necks to such a servile yoke Wherewith th' Assyrian tyrants long haue grieved Thine Izak till their bondage thou relieved If so this natiue ground that new is tild If so these Hostries new with folke refild If so alas our chaste and modest Dames Our infants young our Virgins good of fames Should be a pray to Ammon and to Perse To Calde and the mutine Parthian fierse If that we see this Altar made prophane And witches it abuse with Idols vain Yet Lord if thou no pittie on vs take At least great God do for thy glories sake Haue pitie on this holy building now Where not a God hath sacrifice but thou Where not a God but thou hast residence To feel the sauour sweet of frankensence Hold back O Lord the Caldean cressets bright From these rich Cedar vaults of stately hight Preserue these vessels ornaments of gold From sacrilegious hands of neighbours bolde And let the blood of beasts before thy face Thy Iustice stay and grant thy seruants grace This prayer done the people went their way Then Ioachim conuen'd that present day The princes all of Iuda and them praid Gainst this mischief for counsell and thus sayd Companions if your former zeal remain If ardent loue to God ye still retain If wife or childe may cause your care or loue Which should the Centers of your senses moue If in your brests a noble hart doth bide Let deed bear witnes at this wofull tide For sauing God and your foresight in deed T is done t is done with vs and all our seed And after this th' Immortall shall not see This altar fume before his maiestee When th' Air is calme and still as dead and deaf Comparison And vnder Heav'n quakes not an aspin leaf When Seas are calme and thousand vessels fleet Vpon the sleeping seas with passage sweet And when the variant winde is still and lowne The cunning Pylot never can be knowne But when the cruell storme doth threat the Bark To drowne in deeps of pits infernall dark While tossing tears both father mast and sail While mounting seems the Azur sky to skail While driues perforce vpon som deadly shore There is the Pylot knowen and not before Alas I pray you then what care and strifes Haue we to keep our honours goods and lifes Forget not then the care of this same place Your countreyes weale Gods glory and his grace But humbly giue your selues into the hand Of God most high and with a holy brand Repurge your spirits from euerie hatefull sinne Which causeth God his Iustice to begin And see what may to God be agreeable For Iacobs weal and for you profitable This said an ancient traytour from his youth Who fostred gall in hart with hony in mouth Enforcing from his eyes som fained tear To cloke his malice spacke as ye shall hear My tongue me fails my hair for dread vp-starts My heavy spirit from pensiue corps departs The oration of a subtill worldling When I be think me of yone tyrant stout Who hath bed round the world with bloud about Approching threats our townes with fiery flames Our selfs with death dishonour to our Dames Yet when I call to minde the curtsie great That this great Lord doth vse who doth intreat Not onely those that beastiall are become And haue their hope in brutall Idols 〈…〉 But euen to zealous folke who do embrace The faith and law like vs of Abrams race Who being well aduisde did humbly sue His pardon and escap't his vengeance due Then thanke I God who sends vs such a foe As plagues the proude and lets the humble goe For we assoone shall vanquish him with teares As will be long to wrack him with our weares Then whil'st we may haue choise of eitherstate Of peace or warres his fauour or his hate Let vs not follow seeing skath at hand The follie of our fathers to gainstand But rather let vs beare another saile And serue his king as best for our availe But think not yet that I this counsell giue For craft or warrant forthy selfe to liue For I haue els my daies so neerely spent That for to dye I could be well content Th' Assyrian neede not in my brest to strike His fethred Dart nor yet his trembling pike Yea if my youth to me should eft returne And make my youthly bloode within me burne So honour I my God and country deare That for to dye for them I would not feare As Sampson did if so my death might yield The victory of the Uizroy and the field But most I feare least we with curious zeale Fight for the lawe yet fight against her weale Against our selfs to bring so great a wrack That proud and cruell tyrants shall vs sack And grow in pride suppressing Iudas strength For to contemne the glory of God at length For Israell being lost who shall ensue To render here to God deuotions due What people sparsâ—d on this earthly ball From Indian shoare to where the Sunne doth fall Or from the Climate of the northren blast Vnto that place where sommer ay doth last Hath God elect save Israell for his owne Vpon this Hill to have his glory showne At this the valiant Cambris of renowne With righteous rage grew pale and gan to frowne And brake the silence with a vehement stile His courage mov'd the Princes all the while Nay rather where I stand let ope the ground Quoth he to swallow me in pit profound Yea rather righteous Heav'n let firy blast Light on my head that thou on Sodom cast Ere I my malice cloke or oversile In giving Izac such a counsell vile For if the Leader of this folk profane Vpon our bodies onely sought to raigne Although that we haue dearely bought alway Our freedom from our first maternall day Which dearer is then gold for to be kept I would assent the holy Church except But since more pride this tyrants heart enroules To lay a greater burden on our soules Who are the vassels of that onely King That Thunder sends and scepters down doth thring ' Should we forget him who made vs of nought ' More then all wondrous things that he hath wrought Who treats and loues vs like our Father King Still vnder shadowes of his wondrous wing Will he that we receiue a Prince ambitious For God a gods contemner Nemrode vitious Whose beastly life is of so vile a fame That of a man he merits not the name Goe to goe to let men for men assaye With sword and shot to deale it as we may The victory lies not in mortall hands Nor barded horse nor force of armed bands These are but second instruments of God Who as him list may send them euen or od But if our soueraigne God willes such annoy That
and all his family To young and old of either Sexe that while Exod. 9 He sent a plage of scalding botches vile So that the Memphites layd on beds to rest VVith vncouth venim daily were opprest To Medciners the medcine valled not So sore the poisond plague did vnder cot He also smote the for rests herbs and grase The flocks of sheep and euery beast that was Throw poison of th' infected ground so â—ell The Morrain made them all to die or swell So that the Shepheard by the riuer side His flock hath rather dead then sick espide He earthly dust to lothly lice did change And dimd the Ayre with such a cloud so strange Of flyes grashoppers hornets clegs and clocks Exod. 10 That day and night throw houses flew in flocks That with incisions sharpe did sheare the skinnes Of Aegypt Panims throw their proudest ynnes And when the heauen most quiet seemd and fair Th' Eternall sent a tempest through the air And at this Hebrew 's prayer such a reare Of thunder fell that brought them all in feare Here lay a Bull that woodran while he brast There lay the Keeper burnt with thunder blast And now the forrest high that hid the air With many a spreeding arme is spoild and bair So that the sap that grafters keeps with paine Which should restore the stock and leafe againe Is lost alas in lesse then halfe a day The husbands hoped fruite gone to decaye What more th' Eternall darkned so the skye For three dayes space none could another spye That cloude so thick the Memphis rebels fand That they might firmly feele it with their hand It seemd that Phoebus left his ancient Round And dwelt three dayes with men of vnderground And as the sunne at one selfe time is felt With heate to harden clay and wax to melt So Amrams sacred sonne in these proiects Made one selfe cause haue two contraire effects For Izak humbly knew the Lord diuine But Pharo more and more did still repine Like to the corpslet colde the more 't is het With hammers hard more hardnes it doth get Yet when his son was slaine by th' Angels hand Exod. 11 Heyre Amongst the eldest heires of Aegypt Land He was afraide and let them go that night Where pleased them to serue their God of might Who sent a cloud before them all the day By night a Piller of fire to guide their way But so dainly this tyrant did gainstand His former graunt and armd all Aegypt Land With hote pursute against all Iacobs hoste That were encamped on the Red-sea coste Such noyse was neuer since the foraigne tide Brak throw Gibraltar when it did diuide The Calp from Abill or when Sicill strand Diuorced was from her Italia Land As was in these two campes that one with boste That other with their wailings fild the coast It seemd the sounds of furious horse and men With hornes and pypes to heaven resounded then Exod. 14. They murmure O Iuggler said the Iewes what hatefull strife Hath moued thee to change our happie life What are we fishes for to swimme the seas Or are we foules to fly whereas we please Beyond the Sea or ouer hilles to soare Was there not graues for vs on Gossen shoare But in this desart heer to dy or haue The blood-red Ocean Sea to be our graue Then Moses with his quickned rod that tide He smote the sea which fearfull did diuide Discouering land that sunne had neuerseene And staid the sea as there two walles had been Which made a passage dry of ample space For all to passe who were of Isaacs race But contrarie the Red-sea did deuower The barbrous tyrant with his mighty power Who proudly durst himselfe to that present Which opened but to saue the innocent O happy race since God doth arme for thee Both fire and aire the windes the clouds and see Which all vnto thy pay haue whole inclinde Let not consuming time weare out of minde So rare a grace but let thine elders shewe This to their noble seed that shall ensewe And let their sonnes vnto their sonnes recorde Throw all the world these wonders of the Lord. God with Coelestiall breade in time of need His loued Iacob fortie yeare did feede Exod. 6. And gaue them water from the solide stone Which of it selfe had neuer moisture none Their caps their coates and shooes that they did weare God kept all fresh and new full fortie yeer And farther least their soules for want of food Exod. 20. Should faint or faile he of his mercies good Gaue them his law pronounced by his voice His spirit to theirs in him for to reioice So teaching them and vs in precepts ten Our dutie first to God and next to men To th' end that man to man should truely stand And ioyne with God and neuer break that band This mightie Prophet dead Duke Iosua than Iosua Their Captaine stout this Palmy province wan Throw might of God he Scepters did subdew Of thirtie tyrant Kings whom all he slew At his commandement like the thunder sound The Rampers strong fell fearefully to ground Before the Tortuse or the horned Ramme Had bet or mined from their wall a dramme For euen of hornes full hoarse their simple blast An engine was their towres adoune to cast He pray'd the heaven for to prolong the day And made the horses of the sun to stay To th' end the night should not with cloud be cled To saue the faithles that before him fled Now when this Panim scourge with age at last Had left this life and vnto heauen past Then Isaac had of Rulers sundry men Whose glorious acts deserues eternall pen. Who knowes not Samgar Barac and Othoniell Iudges Tha valiant Delbor Ahud and good Samuell What Land O Sampson rings not thy renowne Who sole vnarmed bet an Army down What laude to Iephthe iustly might we low Had he not hurt his owne through hastie vow What hill or dale what flood or fixed ground 〈◊〉 not the famous Gedeons praise resound In later time their kings some good some bad Of all the Hebrew state the ruling had Had I the Harpe of Dauid holy King None other sound but Dauid would I sing 〈…〉 uen as all the deeds that Dauid did 〈…〉 ot be done by none but by Dauid So none but Dauid on his yv'rie harpe The glorious praise of God could onely carpe But here his praise I prease not to proclaime Least I throw want of skill obscure the same Yet leaue I not his Son whom grace diuine Salomon Made no lesserich then wondrous of engine Whose doctrine drew to Salem from all wheare A hundred thousand wyzards him to heare From Araby from Ynde to Affrik shore His toung entyste them with his cunning lore Iosias Shall I forget the kings who ouerthrew Idolatrie and plaç't religion dew Shall I forget that King who saw descend Hezekiah Ierusalem Asa. A winged Hoast Solyma to defend Shall I forget him who before his eene Enchast the
withstand The Heathen host with ech of them in hand An yron mace in stead of launces long And brazen bucklers beating back the throng Their habergions like stiddies stithe they baire With helmets high and pennons pight in aire Of equall age they were and equall length Of equall courage and of equall strength Like Poplers twain that recheth vp their tops And holds their heads so high that none them crops But on the Riuers side do sweetly sway Like germain brether hailsing oft a day The Heathen seeing thus the Iews descend With edge of sword their Citie to defend They left th' assault and thence retyring went As they commanded were vnto their tent But when I think how xxx dayes that towne Tormented was with mischief vp and down Too sad a song I cannot hear inuent So great a sadnesse right to represent My hand for horrour shakes and now no more Can lead my sacred pen as erst before For now mine eyes that watred are with tears Declares my matter all of mischief bears Oh Sprite from whence all sprit and life doth come Thou loosde the tongue of Zacharie that was dōme And sent thy Heralds through the world to preach Thy name and in a hundreth tongues to teach Guide thou my pen and courage to me lend That to thy honour I this worke may end Although that Izak sawe on euery hand A world of folke against his towne to stand Yet tracting time he thought he would prouide No lesse to keep then coole th' Assiegers pride But when they fand the conduits cut and rent By which their water to their towne was sent Their courage bolde and all their craks alas As licour faild so did their stoutnesse pas Their Lords preferring death to bondage vile Made them beleeue the thing did them beguile To wit they gaue men hope that they might keep Sufficient wat'r in wels and cesterns deep Through all the towne the people to relieue That thirst should not the souldiers greatly grieue The magistrates in deed had great regard To see this water wisely spent and spar'd That Bottell sweet which serued at the first To keep the life but not to slocken thirst A viue description of Thirst. When wels grew dry the Commons ran in rage And sought out euery sink their thirst t' asswage And drank with long som draught the pools in haste To quench their thirst with ill contented taste Which poysoned ayre enfect their purest breath Whereby the drinker drank his present death O wretched folke who felt so hard a strife Drink or not drink both wayes must lose their life For he that drank and he that did refrain Had of their enmies both an equall pain For why the water vile slew them throughout No lesse then did their enmies them about That wretched towne had neuer a street nor rewe But Parcas there had found som facion newe To murder men or martyr them with fears As mov'd the most indurate hart to tears If so much water in their brains had been As might forbear a drop to wete their een There plaind the old man that the souldier strong Had reft his Bottell from his head with wrong But while he spake his hart for thirst did faint And life him left which frustrate his complaint The souldier braue Oh hart brek for to tell His proper vryne drank thirst to expell The wofull mother with her spettle fed Her little childe half dead in cradle bed The Lady with her Lord at point of death Embracing fals and yeelds their latest breath For cruell thirst came out of Cyren Land Where she was fostred on that burning sand With hote intracted tongue and sonken een With stomack worn and wrinkled visage keen With light and meigre corse and pailed vains In stead of blood that brimstone hote retains Her poysond mouth blew throw that holy town Such hellish ayr that stifled vp and down The Arters of the Iewes in such a way That nought was seen but burials night and day So that the heauen to see their dolours deep Could scarsly keep his course but preasd to weep And would haue ioind his tears to their complaint If God of hosts had made them no restraint Yea I my self must weep who cannot speak The woes that makes my heavy hart to break And so will silent rest and not rehearse But counterfait the painter in my verse Who thought his colours paile could not declare The speciall woe king Looke the Table Agamemnon bare When sacrificed was his onely race With bend of black he bound the fathers face Now while the people were in this estate And with their princes wrangling in debate They thus besought the Lord for to decide Between their simplesse and their princes pride The Lord be iudge of that which ye haue wrought And what your wicked counsells hath vs brought If you had offred peace to this great Lord At first we might haue wonne him to accord Then happy happy dayes we might haue seen And not so many souldiers murdred been Alas what hope haue we within this holde Our enmies are more meek a thousand folde Then are our owne They haps would vs preserue Our wilfull owne pretends to see vs sterue Our children do our childrens weal denay And headlong hastes vnto their owne decay We knowe O Lord the breaking of thy law Hath caused thee this sword on vs to draw And iustly thou thine yrefull bowe doest bend On our vnloyall heads the shot to send But thou who doth not long retain thine yre Against thine owne thy mercy we require Change thou the purpose of our foolish guides And of these Heathen armed at our sides Or els let vs vpon their weapons fall And of their hands to be destroyed all Er we this drougth and deadly venim haue With languishing to send vs to the graue My brethren dear the Ruler then gan say Our whole desire hath been both night and day Not for to see the seed of Abrahm lost For which we striue against this furious hoste What haue ye pain so likewise pain haue we For in one boat we both imbarked be Vpon one tide one tempest doth vs tosse Your common ill it is our common losse Th' Assyrian plague shall not vs Hebrews grieue When pleaseth God our mischief to relieue Which he will doe if ye can be content And not with grudge his clemency prevent Then striue not you against that puissant king Who create all and gouerns euery thing For comfort of his Church and children dear And succours them though time do long appear Somtime an Archer leaues his bowe vnbent And hong vpon a naile to that intent It may the stronger be to bend again And shoot the shot with greater might and main Right so th' eternall doth withholde his ill A longer time perchance for that he will More egerly reuenge him of their crime Who do abuse his long for bearing time When men applauds to sinne they count it light And but a matter
their sacred ornaments beside Anon he wonders at the differing graces Tongues gests attires the fashions and the faces Of busie-buzzing swarms which still hee meets Ebbing and flowing ouer all the streets Then at the signes the shops the waights the measures The handy-crafts the rumors trades and treasures But of all sights none seems him yet more strange Then the rare beautious stately rich Exchange Another while he maruails at the Thames Which seems to bear huge mountains on her streams Then at the faâ—-built Bridge which he doth iudge More like a tradefull City then a Bridge And glancing thence a-long the Northren shoar That princely prospect doth amaze him more For in that Garden man delighted so That rapt he wist not if hee wak't or no If he beheld a true thing or a fable Or Earth or Heav'n all more then admirable For such excess his extasie was small Not hauing spirit enough to muse withall He wisht him bundred-fold redoubled senses The more to taste so rare sweet excellences Not knowing whether nose or ears or eyes Smelt heard or saw more sauors sounds or Dies But Adams best and supreame delectation Happines of the first Man before his fall Was th' often haunt and holy conuersation His soule and body had so many waies With God who lightned Eden with his Rays For spirits by faith religiously refin'd 'Twixt God and man retain a middle kinde And Vmpires mortall to th' immortall ioyn And th' infinit in narrow clay confine Som-times by you O you all-faining Dreams We gain this good but not when Bacchus steams Of the visions of the spirit And glutton vapours ouer-flowe the Brain And drown our spirits presenting fancies vain Nor when pale Phlegm or Saffron-coloured Choler In feeble stomacks belch with diuers dolor And print vpon our Vnderstandings Tables That Water-wracks this other flamefull fables Nor when the Spirit of lies our spirits deceiues And guile-full visions in our fancy leaues Nor when the pencil of Cares ouer-deep Our day-bred thoughts depainteth in our sleep But when no more the soules chief faculties Are sperst to sereue the body many waies When all self-vned free from dayes disturber Through such sweet Trance she findes a quiet harbour Where som in riddles som more plain exprest Shee sees things future in th' Almighties brest And yet far higher is this holy Fit Of the certainty of the visions of the spirit the body being at rest When not from flesh but from flesh-cares acquit The wakefull soule it self assembling so All selfly dies while that the body though Liues motion-les for sanctified wholly It takes th' impression of Gods Signet Soly And in his sacred Crystall Map doth see Heav'ns Oracles and Angels glorious glee Made more then spirit Now Morrow Yesterday To it all one are all as present aye And though it seem not when the dream 's expir'd Like that it was yet is it much admir'd Of rarest men and shines among them bright Like glistring Starrs through gloomy shades of night But aboue all that 's the divinest Trance Of diuine extraordinary visions and Reuelations When the soules eye beholds Gods countenance When mouth to mouth familiarly he deales And in our face his drad-sweet face hee seales As when S. Paul on his deer Masters wings Was rapt aliue vp to th' eternall things And he that whilom for the chosen flock Made walls of waters waters of a rock O sacred flight sweet rape loues soueraign bliss Of the excellency of such visions and Reuelations Which very loves deer lips dost make vs kiss Hymen of Manna and of Mel compact Which for a time dost Heav'n with earth contract Fire that in Limbeck of pure thoughts divine Doost purge our thoughts and our dull earth refine And mounting vs to Heav'n vn-mouing hence Man in a trice in God doost quintessence O! mad'st thou man divine in habitude As for a space O sweetest solitude Thy bliss were equall with that happie Rest Which after death shall make vs ever-blest Now I beleeve that in this later guise What manner of visions the first Man had in Eden Man did conuerse in Pleasant Paradise With Heav'ns great Architect and happy there His body saw or body as it were Gloriously compast with the blessed Legions That raign above the azure-spangled Regions ADAM quoth He the beauties manyfold Man is put in possession of EdeÌ„ vnder a conditioÌ„ That in this Eden thou doest heer behold Are all thine onely enter sacred race Come take possession of this wealthy place The Earth's sole glory take deer Sonn to thee This farm's demains leave the Chief right to me And th' only Rent that of it I reserue is One Trees fair fruit to shew thy sute and seruice Be thou the Liege and I Lord Paramount I 'le not exact hard fines as men shall woont For signe of Homage and for seal of Faith Of all the profits this Possession hath I only ask one Tree whose fruit I will For Sacrament shall stand of Good and Ill. Take all the rest I bid thee but I vow By th' vn-nam'd name where-to all knees doo bow And by the keen Darts of my kindled Ire More fiercely burning then consuming fire That of the Fruit of Knowledge if thou feed Death dreadfull Death shall plague Thee and thy Seed If then the happie state thou hold'st of me My holy mildnes nor high Maiesty If faith nor Honour curb thy bold ambition Yet weigh thy self and thy owne Seeds condition Most mighty Lord quoth Adam heer I tender Before Sinne Man was an huÌ„ble and zealous seruant of God All thanks I can not all I should thee render For all thy liberall fauours far surmounting My hearts conceit much more my tongues recounting At thy command I would with boyst'rous shock Goe run my self against the hardest rock Or cast me head long from som Mountain steep Down to the whirling bottom of the Deep Yea at thy beck I would not spare the life Of my deer Phoenix sister-daughter-wife Obaying thee I finde the things impossible Cruell and painfull pleasant kinde and possible But since thy first Law doth more grace afford Vnto the Subiect than the souerain Lord Since bountious Prince on me and my Descent Thou doost impose no other tax nor Rent But one sole Precept of most iust condition No Precept neither but a Prohibition And since good God of all the Fruits in EDEN There 's but one Apple that I am forbidden Euen only that which bitter Death doth threat Better perhaps to look on then to eate I honour in my soule and humbly kiss Thy iust Edict as Author of my bliss Which once transgrest deserues the rigor rather Of sharpest Iudge then mildnes of a Father The Firmament shall retrograde his course Swift Euphrates goe hide him in his source Firm Mountains skip like Lambs beneath the Deep Eagles shall diue Whales in the air shall keep Yer I presume with fingers ends to touch Much less
with lips the Fruit forbod so much Thus yet in league with Heav'n and Earth he liues Description of the beauties of the Garden of Eden Enioying all the Goods th' Almighty giues And yet not treading Sins false mazy measures Sails on smooth surges of a Sea of pleasures Heer vnderneath a fragrant Hedge reposes Full of all kindes of sweet all-coloured Roses Which one would think the Angels daily dress In true loue-knots tri-angles lozenges Anon he walketh in a leuell lane The Orchard On either side beset with shady Plane Whose arched boughs for Frize and Cornich bear Thick Groues to shield from future change of air Then in a path impal'd in pleasant wise With sharp-sweet Orange Limon Citron trees Whose leauy twigs that intricately tangle Seem painted walls whereon true fruits do dangle Now in a plentious Orchard planted rare With vn-graft trees in checker round and square Whose goodly fruits so on his will doe wait That plucking one another's ready straight And hauing tasted all with due satiety Findes all one goodnes but in taste variety Anon he stalketh with an easie stride The Brooks By som cleer Riuer's lilly-paued side Whose sand's pure gold whose pebbles precious Gemms And liquid siluer all the curling streams Whose chiding murmur mazing in and out With Crystall cesterns moats a mead about And th' art-less Bridges ouer-thwart this Torrent Are rocks self-arched by the eating current The Bridges Or louing Palms whose lusty Femals willing Their marrow-boyling loues to be fulfilling And reach their Husband-trees on th' other banks Bow their stiff backs and serue for passing-planks Then in a goodly Garden 's alle is smooth The Alleis beds and Borders Where prodig Nature sets abroad her booth Of richest beauties where each bed and border Is like pide posies diuers dies and order Now far from noise he creepeth couertly Into a Caue of kindly Porphyry The Caues Which rock-fall'nspowts congeald by colder air Seem with smooth anticks to haue sceled fair There laid at ease a cubit from the ground Vpon a Iaspir fring'd with yâ—ie round Purfled with vains thick thrumm'd with mossie Beuer He falls asleep fast by a silent Riuer Whose captiue streams through crooked pipes still rushing The pleasant murmur of the Waters Make sweeter Musick with their gentle gushing Then now at Tiuoli th' Hydrantik Braul Of rich Ferrara's stately Cardinall Or Ctesibegrave s rare engines framed there Where as they made of Ibis Iupiter Musing anon through crooked Walks he wanders The Maze Round-winding rings and intricate Meanders False-guiding paths doubtfull beguiling strays And right-wrong errors of an end-less Maze Not simply hedged with a single border Of Rosenoary cut-out with curious order In Satyrs Centaurs Whales and half-men-Horses And thousand other counterfaited corses But with true Beasts fast in the ground still sticking The wonderfull Plants Feeding on grass and th' airy moisture licking Such as those Bonarets in Scythia bred The Bonarets Of slender seeds and with green fodder fed Although their bodies noses mouths and eys Of new-yeand Lambs haue full the form and guise And should be very Lambs saue that for foot Within the ground they fix a liuing root Which at their nauell growes and dies that day That they haue brouz'd the neighbour grass away O wondrous vertue of God only good The Beast hath root the Plant hath flesh bloud The nimble Plant can turn it to and fro The nummed Beast can neither stir norgoe The Plant is leaf-less branch-less void of fruit The Beast is lust-less sex-less fire-less mute The Plant with Plants his hungry paunch doth feede Th' admired Beast is sowen a slender seede Then vp and down a Forrest thick he paseth The Trees of the Garden of Eden Which selfly opening in his presence baseth Her trembling tresses neuer-vading spring For humble homage to her mightie King Where thousand Trees wauing with gentle puffs Their plumy tops sweep the celestiall roofs Yet enuying all the massie Cerbas fame The Cerbas Sith fiftie pases can but clasp the same There springs the Shrub three foot aboue the grass The Balme Which fears the keen edge of the Curtelace Whereof the rich Egyptian so endears Root bark and fruit and much-much more the tears There liues the Sea-oake in a little shel There growes vntill'd the ruddy Cochenel The Sea-Oak The Cochenel The Chermez And there the Chermez which on each side Arms With pointed prickles all his precious arms Rich Trees and fruitfull in those Worms of Price Which pressed yeeld a crimsin-coloured juice Whence thousand Lambs are died so deep in grain That their own Mothers knowe them not again There mounts the Melt which serues in Mexico For weapon wood needle and threed to sowe The admirable Melt Brick hony sugar sucket balm and wine Parchment perfume apparell cord and line His wood for fire his harder leaues are fit For thousand vses of inuentiue wit Som-times ther-on they graue their holy things Laws lauds of Idols and the gests of Kings Som-times conioyned by a cunning hand Vpon their roofs for rowes of tyle they stand Som-times they twine them into equall threeds Small ends make needles greater arrow-heads His vpper sap the sting of Serpentscutes His new-sprung bud a rare Conserue indures His burned stalks with strong fumosities Of pearcing vapours purge the French disease And they extract from liquor of his feet Sharpevinegar pure hony sugar sweet There quakes the Plant which in Pudefetan Is call'd the Shame-fac't for asham'd of man The shame-faced If towards it one doo approach too much It shrinks his boughs to shun our hatefull touch As if it had a soule a sense and sight Subiect to shame fear sorrow and despight And there that Tree from off whose trembling top Both swimming shoals and flying troups doe drop A Tree whose leaues transform to fowl and fish I mean the tree now in Iuturna growing Whose leaues disperst by Zephyr's wanton blowing Are metamorphos'd both in form and matter On land to Fowls to Fishes in the Water But seest thou not deer Muse thou treadst the same A modest correction of our Poet vnwilling to wade farther in curious search of hidden secrets Too-curious path thou dost in others blame And striv'st in vain to paint This Work so choice The which no humane spirit nor hand nor voice Can once conceiue less pourtray least express All ouer-whelm'd in gulfs so bottomless Who matching Art with Nature likeneth Our grounds to EDEN fondly measureth By painted Butter-flies th' imperiall Eagle And th' Elephant by euery little Beagle This fear to fail shall serue me for a bridle Or to wander vnprofitably in nice Questions concerning the Garden of Eden and mans abode there Least lacking wings and guide too busie-idle And ouer-bold Gods Cabinet I clime To seek the place and search the very time When both our Parents or but one was ta'en Out of our Earth into that fruitfull Plain