Fortune their foe did whilome smiling stand These who but late unjustly doom'd the just Iustly are now condemn'd and die they must No follower of theirs but nimbly flees Away from them as Cattell flie from trees Strucken by stones of thunder's potent 〈◊〉 Which splinter tallest 〈…〉 Now are they prison'd in a common Iayle Where they accusing stars of heav'n raile On one another Fortune they do ban Blaming themselves cursing the foe of man Dog-like they grin and grovell on the ground Uâ—-lockt in chains in darkest dungeons bound Their friends forsook them not the gentlest eye One dropling spill'd at their just misery Soon they became a scorning block of men Th'out-scouring refuse of all Nations thâ—â— Ballads were soon compos'd of them and sung By squallid Rag-men in the vulgar-thâ—ong Drunkards with Mâ—â—â—call Pantamini Begot pastime to act 〈◊〉 â—â—famy They were entangled in the private 〈◊〉 Which for Susanna's soule they did prepare And unto desperation busie Devils Tormented them with their internall evils Iaylors of ornaments did quite deprive them Out-bringing them for hangmen to unlive them The vulgar multitudes unpave the streets Arming their fury with what e're it meets They raye with vengeance running to and fro 〈…〉 Wolves and â—â—gers wont to do Rending the Purple garments from their backs They drag them to the execution stakes Where their high fury soon descend's upon Their spightfull Muâ—â—ians in a storm of stone Which battred them to pieces flesh and bones Their bâ—oâ—d and marrow did besmear the stones 〈◊〉 of their dismemberd limbes were thrown For portion to the Dogs of Babylon So diâ—de these men in never dying â—hame Yeelding their soules to never-ending â—lame Leaving behind abominable stories Of barb'rous actions and foolisht glories And frends 〈◊〉 do haunt they say The lodging chambers where those Elders lay MEDIT. XV. Par nulla figura Gehennae HEll and her torment is no fained thing Though some suppose it but a conscience-sting Aegypt where plagues and darknesse cover'd all Was but a shadow of infernall vale Which Tophet is of old ordain'd for them That shall be banisht new Hierusalem Out of whose torment there is no exemption Of soules condemn'd in Hell is no redemption Some men of all vocations barr'd from blisse Of heav'n descend unto the courts of Dis. There mightiest tyrants with their vilest groomes Keepe company there are no changing roomes Iudges and Catch-poles in infernall Iayle Conchain'd together thence expect no baile The complementall Courtier with the Clown In nakednesse there wanders up and down There triple-crowned Popes in sable Cell With shaveling Priests and cowled Friers dweâ—â— There Cardinals and Bald-pate-Iesuits barke In thickest darknesse whose designes were darke There Politicians with Buffoones shake hands Rich money-mongers enter into bands With broaking Scriv'nors Mountebanks renown'd Who send old Charon soules in potions drown'd And law-concealers with their client-clowns Compleat the cry with Dogs on Stygian downs The Prince and peazant pomplesse there remayn The mightiest Monarch like the meanest swaine Ione and her painted Lady there may well Be equall'd by comparison in Hell Lais and the low-priz'd Harlot life being done Are there incloystred with the Roman Nun. Where wicked people of what ere professions All in confusion suffer for transgressions More horrid torments then as Poets faine Doth ever-pining Tantalus sustaine Or Ixion turn'd upon a running wheele Whose giddy brain persues his flying heele Or Sisyphus though he etern'ly growne Vnder the burden of a falling stone Or liver-gnawâ— Prometheus or all legions Tortur'd by Furies in their Stygian regions O dreadfull Hell in thy Chimerian wombe Shall never true-repentant sinners come Nor into Limbo nor in Purgatory For Sion's Lambe hath them redeem'd to glory Glory to him be giv'n that will not make The wicked innocent nor Saints forsake Be blest th' eternall Shepheard which doth keepe From Wolves infernall his elected sheepe And from this wildernesse of sin them brings To heav'nly Canaan's ever-living springs Sect XVI ARGUMENT For Susan's sake a gen'rall joy In Babylon 't is holy day The Nobles of the City come To comfort her and bring her home THe Sun that whisome hid his shining face With gladning beames illumines ev'ry place The noblest of the Babylonian trains Deck her with Orient stones with golden chains With Gems and Iewels that belong to honour Princes like servants did attend upon her And as they went the goodly streets along The wondring people to behold her throng Such cheerfull vigour hath not since been seen In eyes of mortals nor before had been Her way with flowers joyfull Virgins strew Envy might burst at such a pompous crew From window-tops and tops of houses came Glad acclamations to Susanna's name The people climb'd on high and ev'ry thing Seem'd chast Susanna's victory to sing All men for her deliverance gave glory To him that raignes in heav'ns supernall story The gen'rall gladnesse of that day proclaime Bonfires at ev'ry Townsman's doore that flame They made the solemne-tuned Cymbals round About the City give harmonious sound The Hebrewes did exult with Harpe and voice Rebecks and Timbrels ratifi'd their joyes The Provinces did of her honour ring The merry people tosse their caps and sing The Princes vow'd to have her noble name Written in Books of sempiternall Fame The thrice three sisters of the holy Mountains Were invocated from Hyantian Fountains To tune her laud unto mellifluous strains Of Dulcimer and Viols twined veins Black Cypres from her fairnes froÌ„t was thrown In place whereof flourisht the Daphnean Crown Chaplets of conqu'ring palm she wore upon her Temples Maidens caroll'd forth her honour The honour'd Crowns of Olive Palme Bay Never more honour'd then upon that day The Hebrew-singing Damsels warbled forth Renowned songs of her triumphant worth Upon Shosannim they excellâ—d indeed And unto Susan's sweeter praise agreed Apollo's heires with odour'd garlands drest In decent-maner marcht before the rest Them leading on and with their fluent tongues They chaunted forth Pierian maiden-songs Who in her Bay-strow'n circuit did bestrew Her prayse in papers for the world to view The best Musicians of those times did bring Their better skill Susanna's prayse to sing And her thanksgiving parents full of mirth Triumphed in the Lord of heav'n and earth Had I an hundred tongues I could not tell What joyfulnesse her noble friends befell Whose dancing hearts and hands with gladnesse stir When no dishonesty was found in her Her happy selfe freed from inhumane wrongs Prays'd God in Psalmes in Hymnes in Saintly Songs MEDIT. XVI Indomita virtus WIth crowns adorn'd bedeckt with jewels rare Mocking Death-jawes and conquering despaire Triumphing on her child-confounded foes Out-wearing Infamy o'recomming woes Doth Susan so returning mock the grave Such honour all the Saints of heaven have Earth's golden crowns are earnest unto them Of glorie 's crowns in new Hierusalem For unto Saints on earth is vertue given To be their conduct in the way of Heaven The deare memoriall of vertue sure
Monsters chang'd the lustfull twain Her peerlesse forme and vertues do inspire My bosome with a holy warming fire Emboldning me whom Fortune barr'd to climbe The Muses Mountains in my Sylvan-rime To sing her prayses which will duâ—e even Longer on Earth then shining Lamps in Heaven And I admire her Legend hath so long Poets so plenteous never yet been sung Susanna that eternall Saintly thing Merits a worthier Muse than mine to sing Her honour'd Fame my boldnesse should be dumbe In this attempt saving in dayes to come My mean untutor'd pains perchance may call More learned men to come and mend it all Sect. I. ARGUMENT In Babylon liv's Ioachim Blessings God showrs downe on him Living single Noble Lords Would wâ—â—e him he dislikes their words ON Shinar â—plains where haughty Ninus would His Babel-tow'r to heaven should be extoll'd Stands scituaâ—â— within a wall of stone Bitumenate the City Babylon Where dwell'd an Hebrew Lord of â—aintlesse fame And high descent Lord Ioachim by name A man to whom the Governour of heavâ—â— Vertue and riches bounteously had given Slighted their profer'd Virgins nor did heâ— Regard their portions nor their pedigree Hearing his wise forewarning parents say How many perils in such wedding lay He vow'd to marry but to marry one Of Iudah's Tribe and not of Babylon MEDIT. I. Res est solliciti plena timoris amor PRide and Idolatry are Babel's sinnes Whence all the woe of Sion still beginnes He that from Babylon a good wife take's Snatcheth an Eeele out of a bag of Snakes Before the floud good Fathers by divine Instinct of goodnesse did their sonnes confine By marriage not to mingle with the straine Of feminines sprung from condemned Caine Who tempted men to fall from God above Insteed of him unliving Gods to love The man that wives with an Idolatresse Marries temptation never wants distresse Curst is such wedding to declare how foule Such wedding render's man's eternall soule God made men's wives a monstrous brood bring forth Of ugly Giants to amaze the Earth Who for their pride and cruell acts remov'd 'Mongst men with men of the old world were drownd And who have so been married since the flood Begotten have a Gigantean brood Such Nimrod was such were his workers on The lucklesse Towre of confusion Of whom old Bards ingeniously did faine To warre with Heaven fals-thirsting thereto raigne Heaping huge hils on hils and chambring on To pull Iove downe from his supernall throne Cruell Idolatry and Pride are Twins Which God abhorres too seldome pardon'd sins Th' one banisht Angels from the Courts of Heaven T'other hath Kings of Diadems bereaven Both making children of the holy lands Distressed bondmen in Chaldean bands How happen's then that any captive-captive-lord In Babylon with blessings should be stor'd He that from heaven sent hels infernalâ— slashes On sinne-blind Sodome burn'd to dust and ashes For unrepented crimes hath also given To penitents ' midst earthly hell a heaven He is the true God when his people turnes Doth raine downe blessings and his scourges burnes Else Ioachim had knowne no day of mirth In Babylon nor no such heav'n on earth God thinks on kindnesse when for sinnes he scatters The sonnes of Sion among many waters Rods for amendment sending upon those Which sleepe in sinne he wakens them with woes When sinners turne to him they doe not want Vineyards he gives which they did never plant And corne-full acres which they have not sowne And townes of strangers giv'n them for their owne Let no man trust in sinne nor though sinne-driven From mans societie despaire in heaven For God on a sinne banisht man put on A Crowne imperiall in great Babylon Making him after for presumptuous ills Graze among Cattell on a thousand hills And after that gave him his Crowne againe To make him know a King of Kings doth raigne Seâ—â— II. ARGUMENT Babel Ladies try their 〈◊〉 To gâ—ine Lâ—rd Ioachims good will Susan who deserves the Bayâ—s Winnes his love her beauties praise NOw when the Babylonian Lords could not Tangle Lord Ioâ—chim in Loves Gordian knot When they perceiv'd 't would be in vaine for them To turne unto their beâ—t his passion-streame They all suâ—ceast their hopelesse suits to moue Leaving him freedome to select his love But now some Feminines of Babylon To gaine his love did gay adornments d'on They went apparrell'd in the Hebrew fashion Swelling their minds with vaine imagination This loveâ— now attendeth Time to â—inde Wherin his Love should know his loving mind The youthfull Lady marriageable growne Vertue and Beauty gaind her such â—â—downe That ev'ry man informed of her Name Farre in the Orient spred her new-borne fame For unto her this attribute was given Susan the faire who feares the God of heaven Her forme and vertue interblending raies Transplended theirs that liv'd before her daies Before her such a beauty was not seene Within the City of King Ninus Queene Cleerely in whose complexion glory shone Like Titan in serenest Horizon Beyond expression beautifull her Nation Admir'd her forme with more than admiration Some paralell her by the fond compare Of mundane things some call her Phoenix faire Some said her front seem'd like an Iv'rie hill Whereon some god did Nard and Amber spill Her lovely cheeks resembling summer-fields Which damaske-rose and silver lilly yeelds Her haires the golden threads or in the skien Like bright Apollo's morning-beames hereyn Sparkling like Diamonds or stars that shone With influence to comfort lookers on Others affirme her head 's a little heaven Imperiall where blessed Angels liven Her breathing like perfumed wind which moves In balmy sweet Aegyptian autumne-groves Her teeth like orient pearle whose comly rows Her lips like Rubie very seldome showes In her discourse whose voyce to stâ—nders by Soom'd like supernal seav'n-spheer'd harmony Some said her necke a turret seem'd of one Smooth pollisht snow-white Alablaster-stone And that the same for evermore inzon'd A Carquenet of costly diamond Her paps two Swan-down worlds that each containes Like Rivolets bright Azure branched veines Such kinde of commendation did but staine Her holy count'nance in a purer graine Then blushing rose then Vespers crimson skie Then snow-bals tincted with vermilion dye What man soe're Susanna's praise would sing Had need carouse the Helliconian spring Had need Arion's silver Harpe and voice Or of King Davids a diviner choice Else he can never truly blazon forth Sufficient praises of Susanna's worth MEDIT. II. Auri sacra fames WHen men on plenti's swelling Ocean saile Attended on with honour's windy gale Worldlings will be their servants earthly treasure Attracteth friends and momentany pleasure Women to wealthy men conjoyne alone Like steele unto Septentrionall stone If pleased Fortune's Sunny beamlings shine Serenely on some boon estate of thine If bounteous heavens builder daine to â—hrow His left-hand-blessings on thy crowned brow Thou shalt not want sufficient friends that will Augment the portion of thy plenty still Then Iove-like thou in welcome-golden showre
lake Of common shame and folly bars our blisse Remember we our novell case in this We have imparadis'd our best affection Within the Eden of her best complexion Let us be prudent still and we shall find A mooting time to new informe her mind What if Susanna be so seeming chast So carefull to conserve fond honours blast That she about the town will never rome But in her Palace live immur'd at home What if she walke but in her gardens we Have leave to walke in them aswell as she What if a seeming Angell we shall prove Her woman by obtaining of her love Boldnesse beseemeth lovers best and fortune Then â—et us watch her Gardens 't is a common Custome observ'd among the Hebrew women To bath her Iv'ry limbs if we out-find Her bathing there there she discerns our mind Though Iudges we 'll turn Sentinels for love This noble passion oft transformed Iove In her white Conscience-book we 'll register Our warme affections we deserve not her If we delay this houre let us begin Demurres in love are more the mortall sin Doubtlesse Diana-like she â—aves her limbes In yonder Fountain on whose floury brims May we surprize her and possesse our pleasure In rifling up dame Venus hidden treasure If in our aidance Heav'n Gods will not bow Help us you Acharontish gods below We can beguile if holpen but by you Daughters of Iacob and of Iudah too MEDIT. VI. Heu vivunt homines tanquam mors nulla sequatur BElial and all his babes are busie still In darksome earth to do their pranks of ill And what the Dev'll dare scanâ— presume to doe That ev'll he tempts ungodly men unto The glorious Angels dare not pâ—wsing stand But what God will 's performe it out of hand The whirling spheares with armies of the heaven Observe the statutes God to them hath given The Skie the Earth the Ocean ev'ry thing Nay fiends themselves obey th' eternall King Dumbe creatures of this world fulfill the word And will of man their dominering Lord The brutish cattell do what them behove But sinfull men most disobedient prove They worse then all things else disdain to follow The Lord of all things all his Lawes unhallow And but for nothing in an angry mood They sometimes swim in streames of Abel's blood And for base lucre germane brothers slay The Devils have more feare and faith than they â—ome of them make a god of gold and some With giddy cups of Atheisme overcome Beleeve blind Fortune wrought this goodly frame That all contains and governeth the same Another kind remayn befool'd in evils Supposing neither Deity nor Devils Counting Religion and the holy Law But wiles to keep the wilfull world in awe Some others deeme death naturally came To ev'ry thing beneath the Cynthian flame Yet living so as they should never drink The cup of death nor sleep on Lethe-brink They fearelesse sin untill by death th' are sent Vnto infernall vales where Dathan went With his companions there 's no wrath to come As they beleeve soule 's blisse nor day of doome But ev'ry nullifidian which denies The resurrection from the dead shall rise And lastly heareth Archangel'â— trumpet summon To heav'ns chiefe sesâ—ions all the world in common Platonian wisemen when the world is done Shall come in judgment of the Virgins sonne At which great day the round enflaming earth The boyling Sea and burning hell beneath Shall vomit up their dead whose spirits shall In quickned corps be re-invested all All Naâ—ions shall at heav'ns throne appeare To yeeld account how they have lived here The King of glories at whose dexter-hand Thousands of thousands Saints and Angels standâ— Shall bend the shining heavens downe and come To render to the live and dead men doome Then righteous soules shall evermore be blest With Eulogâ—es to everlasting rest May I beleeve while I have life and breath That our dead bodies doe but sleep in death Vntill that glorious day that after then God's Paradâ—se just ones obtain agen For for the righteous Sions Lambe was kill'd Yer God foundations of the world did build But woe to them and many woes remayn That are miswandred in the wayes of Cain That by deceitfulnesse of Balam's hire Are tumbled down to Hel's Gehinnâ—â—-fire That in gainsayings of rebellious Core Are falne down and lost for evermore For they are stones in hospitable feasts Abominable more than any beasts Roaring like waves which Satan puts in â—â—tion To foame out shame on sin's bloud-colour'd Ocean And like to errant Stars bereav'n of light Reserv'd in darknesse for the darkest night Sect VII ARGUMENT Susanna bathes her in a Spring Of her Gardens where birds sing Neere which enamour'd Elders were Enambusht they surprise her there VPon a day Susanna walkt alone Save two yong damsels her attending on Into her gardens shady woods and bowers T' enjoy the blisse of vacant ev'ning houres To heare the Quiristers of Nature sing Their dulcet-tunes unto the dancing spring To heare the shrill sweet Philomel of May Warble forth sweet notes on a thorny spray Which birds she listening to them ran on still In various quav'rings of unmated skill Chanting their silver-ditties more and more And sweetlier sang than they had sung before Tuning through their winde-instrumentall throats Quaint diapasons of well sounding notes Which Musicke repercust by rocks and rils Sported nymph-Eccho in the boschy hils In her peramble loe the blossom'd trees With hony-dews imploy the humming bees And painted trouts in clearest fish-ponds play Above the water in a shining day There softer aires perfum'd by many flowers Which flourished through May as mid-night-showres Sweetned the bowers of her sweet meditation Pleasing her soule in heavenly contemplation Where lustfull Elders cunningly lay hidden To theeve away the onely fruit forbidden Now when she had perambulated round As she accustom'd her small Eden-ground She most unhappily came down to coole Her curious body in a chrystall poole The sultry time inviting to the same Lest purest bloud within her veines inflame She little weening what bold serpents lay Lurking to venter on so boon a pray Sent both her maidens that untir'd her in To fetch sweet washbals for her silken skinne Who brought the same returning in they barr'd Her garden doores as she had given word And then in veils with linnen-syndons dight Whose perfect hew out-shone the milken white Gently she waded from the fountaine brimmes Where water nymphs embrac'd her Iv'ry limbs The day was cleere and radiant Titans eâ—'n Did scantly through o'reshading arbors shine No eye she deem'd but heav'ns immortall one Discernd her in that secret fount alone She upright standing wheâ— false Elders ey'd her Like faire Diana when Actâ—on spi'd her Who wont while bathing in the silver spring This sequent Psalme most frequently to sing PSAL. 137. Psalmus comes optimus WHen by the flouds of Babylon We sate us downe did flow Flouds from our eyes to pender â—n Our mother Sion's 〈◊〉 As for our Harps we hanged
them On willowes to remain Which crowned Perah's winding streame In midst of Shinar-plain Then our Captivors mockt our mone Thus taunting with their tongues Come tune your Harps and sing us one Of Sions holy songs Lord how can we our songs commend To our great God and King Can we be glad within a land Of strangers can we sing Hierusalem if I doe let From my remembrance slide Then let my dexter-hand forget My warbling Harpe to guide And if I thee remember not Cleaue to my mouth O tongue Hierusalem â—f I preferre Not thee within my song Forget not Edom's sonnes O Lord When thou did'st Sion wound How they against thy Sion roar'd Down down with 't to the ground O daughter Babel thou shalt be Quite overturned thus He shall be blest rewardeth thee As thou hast served us They shall be blessed that shall take The children of thy sonnes And for thy fornications sake Dash them against the stones Before she was in middle of her song Lust-boldned elders through the thickets flung And rudely a blacke Psalme began to sing Unto molested Susan in the Spring To her asham'd they unconfounded plead Whose lustfull language nothing stands instead For where Heav'n winnes that fortresse of renown Is too much strong for fiends to batter down MEDIT. VII Aetas aurea prima IT was a golden age yer sin began Strange fires to kindle in the soule of man For man an Angel's fellow then could sing Heav'n-tuned lauds to heav'ns eternall King Could then converse with God could psalme his praise Commingling sweet songs with Archangel's layes Like Truth did man go naked then and blesse The God of truth without abashfulnesse He had no charmes like Sirens to entise The gentler Virgins of the world to vice His body did a heav'n-born soule eashrine And like the same was deathlesse and divine All humane thoughts were perfect Belial then Had not a sonne among the sonnes of men Then fairest women naked though they went Did never feare inhumane ravishment For their illustrious ever-during beauty Inchanted not men to forget their duty Sorrowes and shames which since have overflown The earth in earth were utterly unknown Enormous crimes dwell'd with infernall Devils And man's sweet heart was undistain'd with evils A mansion 't was where Vertues did remayne 'T was then a throne where Helion did raigne But sinfull now become a noysome stie Of all pollution where Fiend-legiens-lie And since this worser Iron-age is come Vertues retire unto coelestiall home That Vertue Chastity which God regard's To crown from Heav'n with undefil'd rewards By painted Vice is injur'd ev'ry â—â—ower Almost is lost her mayden-blushing flower Vice counterfeit's her colours she proclaimes Ever to dwell in insubstantiall wind Fair Chastity which vice cannot infring Nor the great Engineere of Hell unhing O Favourite of th' Eternall where art thou What happy place doth entertain thee now Didst thou relinquish this vain World below When other Goddesses of old did so Abandoning the earth of blisse bereaven To wander in the milky way of heaven Or staidst behind alone to raigne and rest In Princely throne of faire Susanna's brest Thou art but seldome seen on earth 〈…〉 Shall almost sooner find a sable 〈…〉 Where may the Daphnes of the 〈…〉 Themselves in safety from assaulting 〈…〉 Sith Sinne that wandring Iew 〈◊〉 fast 〈◊〉 Through earthly kingdoms Heav'n 〈◊〉 the chast Sect. VIII ARGUMENT The Elders sue to chast Susan Who doth their obscene suit disdain Threatning her they offer rape Which she by calling loud doth scape TO holy-thoughted Susan in the Spring These Goatish Elders thus began to sing Susanna fairest of all blessed creatures Susanna quintessence of blessed features With whom the faire dames of the world compar'd Would Morians seeme unworthy man's regard World's living wonder rare Susanna know We unto thee are humble Suppliants now In such a suit as once supernall Iove Motion'd unto his metamorphos'd Love Uncloud the Sun-beams of thy Beautie 's shine Let no misseemly frowne nor teares of brine Unglorifie that happy forme of thine Grant us thy love becalme thy countenance In Lethe-streames drench the rememberance Of nuptiall vowes let folly not forestall Thy soule of blessings take the golden ball Of lovely Venus whiles youth's flower lasts Gather the same before the flower blasts By us old blades whose mettle backs are steele The approbation thou anon shalt feele We are no Scouts thy jealous Husband sends To tempt and tell by heav'n we are thy friends And German-kinsmen of the Royall line Of Iudah-Kings as thou mayst well divine Our complements must not be tedious we This many a day have long'd to lie with thee We are love-martyrs and to dust shall turn Unlesse thou quench the fires wherein wee burn The Planet now which bringeth love's delight Comes in conjunction with the Queen of night Heav'n on the action smile 's thy doores are fast Come in thy Paradise of joy repast Our warme desires let us fal quickly to it Lest Gods themselves transâ—orme themselves and do it Susanna be not coyous we do know Women who take good turns will answere no. Why seemest thou compos'd of snowy stone Turn like the Image to Pigmaâ—ion Be not flint-hearted from this fountain come Have pity on us and be pleasuresome Hast thou not heard of Iacob's princely sonne Thy grand forefather's lovely actions done In holy Regions to a dainty dame For pawned ring it savours not of shame Were to thy husband such occasion lent He would persue the self-same merriment As he hath often done in wisdome then Reciprocall come forth and pleasure men That we thy servants wilt thou but infold Us in thy armes may give thee bags of gold Which unto thee we consecrating prove Like men of Lemnos to the Queen of Love Scorn not affection love disdained will In little time convert to mortall ill Th' amazed Lady oftentimes afraid Div'd under stream not harkning what they said When she up-heav'd her beauty ten times more They gan to woo and threaten then before Like David she desired Dove-like wings Or to deferre them from her holy springs Such sounds as frightned sonnes of Aram from Besieg'd Samaria in their eares might come Within her Saintly countenance there stood Abundance of abasht Vermilion-blood But then she frown'd upon these evill doers And thus admonisht her old wanton woers Her deniall You that are more lascivious far then either Sea-Sargons or the Land-goats when together Know that mine Honour not receiu'd in vain Abhor's the tincture of foule whoredomes stain Were you both young as David when he kill'd The monstrous Giant in Philistian field More beautifull then Absolon and could To be unchast you give me seas of gold I would contemne you both and rather fall Into your wrath then to infernall thrall Men shall not stain for gold nor orient stone The faire white robe Heav'n gave my soule to d'on Iudges go doom your selves masters of Lawes Who learn'd you plead in such a crimefull
to her father's house Commanding upon pain of fines that none Should speak with her til morning Phoebus shone Where she good heart lie's pickled up in teares While to her parents she her conscience cleeres The vulgar people these aspersions cast Susanna is more beautifull then chast And as Diana kist with loving skill Shepheard Endimion upon Latmos hill Susanna so in wanton-bowers did spend Her houres in dalliance with a nimble friend These torrents of unjust defame and wrongs Of derogating vulgar-taunting tongues Like swelling flouds that to the Ocean roule Adde fresher troubles to her vexed soule Some men of Babylon begin to scorn Lord Ioachim pointing at him the horn But his true friends coÌ„joyn'd with him in prayer Knowing Susanna chast as she is faire They in compassion of this Innocent A silver-sea in brinish showers spent Till sable night had with her Ebon-robe Darkned the surface of this earthen Globe And drowsie Morpheus with his leaden key Had lockt the doores of many a mortall eye Night being waxen old and drunk with teares No golden star was seen to gild the Spheares Titan to their Antipodites being gone To luminate another Horizon Now did these Elders hold a parolment To practise mischiefe ' gainst this innocent Where they determin'd when the morning came They would condemne this good distressed dame So they departed bed-wards guilty feares Ringing like larums in their frightned eares In them the terrours of th' internall worme Ten thousand kinds of living deaths did forme Dissembling Satan tempting them 'till day To have them take Susannas life away Which they resolv'd yet did their bosomes quake Fearing of men whom they afraid should make MEDIT. IX Ludit in humanis divina potentia rebus WHat shall I laugh that Fortune like a ball Bandies the Globe of this inconstant All Shall loud Abderian laughter fill my tongue Or shall I sing Ephesian mourning song Because the world 's a wel concordant jarre Like fained Perseus wedding bringing warre Nothing subsists beneath the Cynthian flame But somewhat live's to terrifie the same The Emperour and Peazant have their foes Aswell as friends world's Epidemick woee And casuall joyes denoting great men know Few reall friends from friends in fained show Too day unconstant worldlings will dispraise Whom they to morrow to the Heavens raise And presently their judgements will condemne The persons whilome in esteeme of them 'T is necessary that offences come But woe and many woes to them by whom 'T were better they with milstones heavy tied About their necks had in the Ocean died 'T is necessary that offences come To make us mindfull of supernall home Should be continuall Summer all things faire And plentifull few soules for heav'n would care Should Fortune cheere us with still smiling eye We should condoat on this vain world and die Therefore all things beneath-expansed Heaven God hath to change and revolution given The Sun attain'd to his Meridian throne Declines again till he from thence be gone The gentle calmes bring rougher stormes and all Hot gleames of Titan cause cold showers to fall Mild Zeph'ry Summer partâ—s in Summers roome I hill Winter with Aeolian rufflers come Age follow 's youth death life night followes day So vanisheth world's glory clean away Calamity and comfort comes and goes From man to man like Neptune's ebbe and flowes Now caroll we like Nightingales of May Anon like Pellicans we pine away In humane things a pow'r divine doth play This changfull world attend's her changing day We prostrate lie on dunghils and anon Ascend in triumph upon Honour's throne Earth-joyes are false they bid us soon adue Her during-sorrowes are most certain true Our wise forefathers doted not on this Deceitfull round where Satan's kingdome is Though living in the golden age of joy Hundreds of yeeres they counted earth a toy But in these Iron-generations some Prize it on whom world's worser ends are come My soule contemnes this world which over flowes Me like a Sea with tydes of briny woes Where griefe 's Vorago's upon either hand Worser then Scylla with Charybdis stand Lord daigne we may by trouble-stormes 〈◊〉 Hence to our soule-contenting rest in heaven Sith we to Eden must through Bochim goe Thy will be done deere God that wil 's it so For one sweet day within the Courts of Heaven Will recompence all torts on earth receiven Sect. X. ARGUMENT Susan arraign'd the Bench before Falsly accus'd to be a whore Iudgment against her rashly given She prayes unto the Iudge of Heaven WHen day had with his early dawning light Earth uninvelopt from the cloudy night And rising Titan gloriously had shon Upon the golden Tow'rs of Babylon Firing the pine-trees on the Eastern Mountains Dancing a while on warme Eoan Fountains These scarlet-judges with their purple-brothers With swarmes of Babylonians Iewes and others Assemble in Lord Ioachim's great Hall Where to the Bar Susanna they do call Who thither comes and on her train attends 〈…〉 friends 〈…〉 in that place to wrong That places Owner whose mild kindnesse long There suffred them to make a Senat-roome O Devillish to pronounce a murdrous doome A sentence there to rifle her of Fame And in the Scroll of death describe her name Which in life's golden roll Angels on high Fore-registred above the shining skie Hence gentle eyes your teares again will drown Her story teer-already overflown The veile which modest Hebrew-women weare They gave command should be ta'ne from her there Forgetting all humanity and duty To glut their wicked eyes upon her beauty The sight whereof transpierced soules so deep All her spectators could not choose but weep The most obdurate Hinds in all that Nation Shed plenteous teares in this collachrimation Such sighes and grones came from her kindred pale As once were heard in Hadadeimmon-vale When as she heav'nwards looking Elders lai'd Their cursed hands upon her head and said Her accusation and condemnation AS we two were in Ioachim's garden-places One to another putting doubtfull cases Susanna with two Damsels yesterday Came there to walk sending her Maids away Who shut her Garden-dores and inwards went Then came a young man from enambushment Unto Susanna we beheld them in The Goatish action of Venerian sinne Which thing perceiving gently we drew neere If possibly to apprehend him there But the young Ruffian spying us forsook His Paramour and to his heels betook Him suddenly whom we persu'd a main With loudest hubbubs that he might be tane For he was lusty nimbler far then we And from us through the upper doore went he So he escapt this apprehended woman Deni'd the Fact affirming there was no man And urg'd by us disdained to confesse The runnaway's Name unto which wickednes She multiplieth more saying to wit We two with her Adult'ry would commit Thus scandall bringing on us but my Lords As there 's a powre divine discerning words And deeds of Mortals we prolate no lies T' is true so doom us he that fram'd the skies Here at the
over-credent bench and all Assembled Senators in the sabled hall With teares in their impartiall eyes that came Past dismall doom on this unguilty dame Susanna heare's which sentence of her doome Yet no cold faintnesse in her heart doth come Till when her friends like Conduits standing by Water'd their garments that no thread was dry Then Susan most abundantly did steep Her selfe in teares and Mirrha-like did weep Her teare-besprinkled countenance did shew Like Damask-roses deckt with morning-dew Her faith was firme in heaven thus she praid That scant might speak to mortall men and said Eternall Iudge Discerner of all things That shelter under gloomy darknesse wings Who rightly dooming from supernall throne The dwellers of this world dost look upon Who yer they come to passe dost truly know All thoughts and actions that are done below Know'st thy wrong'd handmaid's innocence and how These sinfull Elders seek mine overthrow Without my fault how wanting heav'nly grace They forge untrue tales on the judgment-place Lord that defended'st me reposing trust In thy protection from undoing lust To me be gracious from thine holy hill Protect me with paternall kindnesse still From malice and confusion so may I Survive my foes thy name to magnifie MEDIT. X. An terras Astraea reliquit IS faire Susanna so condemn'd will none Paroll in her defence in Babylon Must she expire according to her doome Return grim Death into the silent tombs Or charnel house unto thy dusty dwelling Reduce poore chained bondmen ever yelling In recent pains whose bones fell Tyrants grinde Fetch them away that are with famine pinde Take sickly people to thee which endure Torments that Aesculapius cannot cure But meager death if thou wilt feed thy fill On brawny hearts a slender while be still Death spare the innocent and let thy frowne Divine Astraea hurle delinquents downe But what is sin-confounding Iustice gone From Earth and seated in Syderian throne Among the number of imagin'd signes Or is she blinded in terrene designes Where is becomming Mercie that should rest Aswell as judgement in the Iudges brest Is Mercie counted but a foolish pittie For ever banisht from the sinfull Citie Where are the Wisemen telling things to come And by-past secrets to reverse a doome If they could guesse by countenance-guessing skill And artfull rules she was unguilty still But wisdome never dwelt on Shinar-plains Where nothing but unrighteousnesse remayns How long almighty Lord shall Iudah dwell In Babylon the sonnes of Israel Heires of thy promis'd Canaan be a scorn To Katife-Nations shall thine eldest born Thy sole-begotten thy most ardent lover Abandon'd be for ever bounden over Into the hands of Infidels how long Shall they complain yer thou avenge their wrong How long shall Foxes of the Deserts prove To spill the spirit of thy Turtle-dove How long shall wicked men like Palme-trees flourish Shall them the land with fatnesse ever nourish Shall wronged Hebrewes pine away and die From Aegypt quit by Babel's tyranny Are thy sweet mercie 's golden Fountains poore Or faileth Lord thy promise evermore Hast thou forgotten to be gracious hath Thy wonted favour lost it selfe in wrath Harken'st thou not unto the fervent prayers Of injur'd pris'ners pittiest not their teares How long shall Babylonian tyrants say The Lord regard's not what his servants pray Shall in the tombe thy faithfulnesse be known Thy loving kindnesse in destruction shown Shall sinners triumph Saints by sinner's doome Against thy promise to confusion come Shall sooner hils and bulky Mountains fly Like Atomies about the shining sky Sooner the Earth and Heaven melt away Then shall one title of thy words decay I know petitions of the faithfull break The doores of Heaven and in thy presence speake I know thy mercies and thy judgments will Be ever certain as they have been still And wicked men before they die shall know Thou from on high govern'st the World below Sect. XI ARGUMENT By leave Susanna speaks to both Her enemies and after doth In open Court traverse th' offence She glories in her innocence GOd heard those holy pray'rs Susanna praide And at the Barre shee to her Iudges said O you mistaken Lords grant Susan leave To answere them your judgments who deceive Though silence in a woman vertue be 'T would at this time confirme a crime in me Now let a woman speak sith innocent From what these men of emnitie invent She licenc'd speaks the Senat lend their eares The guilty twain shed crafty union-teares With smilings inter-mingled oftentimes While thus Susanna cleer's her self from crimes You my allurers yerst with oily words Whose tongues convulnerate like Drusian swords Your conscience knowes heaven at that time No young man in my Gardens acted crime But you whose bosomes are infectious roomes Of noysome Feinds whose throats opprobrious tombes Thought to defile my body to have stole By violence a jewell from my soule Which you suppos'd t' have purchased with gold Or rifled that that never would be sold Me think 's your cheeks should knowing you too blame Out-blush the Crimson of your gowns for shame You are more cruell then the Crocodile That mangle's Memphians on the banks of Nile That kil 's with weeping teares for hungers need But you can smile and murder for no meed Goat's bloud dissolveth Adamantine stones My heart-bloud breaks not your hearts harder onâ—â— Her speech to the Princes Although mistaken yet impartiall Lords You may doe well to listen to my words Sith untill now no vapour of defame Clouded the little splendour of my Name I cannot but your sudden sentence blame But Elders witnesse you presume is true As I my selfe would if I a Iudge like you By justest law I am adoom'd to be The child of death in your unjust decree But mine eternall portion stands in God Whose judgment breaks and burns the wicked rod Whose eye transpierceth like his lightning daâ—â—s The darkest corners of dissembling hearts Discerning innocence when I do make Complaint to him he doth me not forsake Now I implore my God of Light in Time Bring to detection my accusers crime For by the slender'st means he can defend Out of your pow'r me from untimely end But otherwise if pleaseth him that I By shortest pain shall winne eternall joy His blessed will be done whose mercy still Remayn's for ever and for ever ' twill For as I am to his tribunall throne I have appeal'd from your polluted one When my profuâ—ed bloud like Abel's crie's To Heaven my glory like the Sun shall rise Above false Elder 's carnall shame and then Shall their memoriall clean depart from men No Nilus Tanais Rhene nor Tagus-â—â—oud Where men of Spain allay their burning bloud Nor the whole Ocean drained from her sands Can swil my bloud froÌ„ their bloud-guilty hands My soule forgives me they can never come To prosp'rous ends nor stain a peacefull tombe But grant when they expire their lives and lust Men could upâ—reare on their dissolved dust Mausolean Monuments of Iasper-stone High
as Olympian Mountains thereupon Engrave them golden Epitaphs with Fames Such as would deifie mortals in their names While time coÌ„tinues those white marble stones Wherewith Lord Io'chim crown's my urned bones Shall farre transplend it Heav'n will send my prayse Among the Gentiles in succeeding dayes Though I by your adviselesse judgment must My Tragedy selfe-act in death and dust My comfort is my spirit will be receiven To Abraham's bosome in the joyes of Heaven White innocence will be my winding sheet Vertues embalming to my Name and sweet Arabian Odours o' reckned up with them Will sent like Hemlocks on the ditches brim More had she spoken but her Iudges than Impatiently to frown on her began Anger no longer suffring them to gaze Against th'unmated beauty of her face Sentence was given men should convey her thence To die next morning for suppos'd offence MEDIT. XI Ejurant fingunt Mendacia multa tyranni THere is an all-discerning Iudge above Will tyran-judges from the earth remove The boldest whores up-train'd in Stewes at Rome In their unblushing prostitution whom Custome hath nat'ralliz'd in beastlike sin Are not so bad as tyrant-minded men Who whensoe're their lewdnesse is withstood Shame not to paddle in their Kindred's blood And in their impudent Venerian play Sargons and Goats be not so foule as they When by their own provokement they sometimes Heare publication of their private-crimes What sudden Iron-vizars they put on What simick smiles what quaint derision With gestures fain'd to mock the fawning world Which deem's it scandall out of Envy hurl'd To stain the glory of their names and then The Iudgâ— of Heaven seldome thinking on Who ken's all actions from supernall throne They flatter men men flatter them untill They their too-weak opponents bloud can spill O heavy burdens of the groning ground Men that in peace more then in warre can wound African Panthers Hircan Tygers fierce Cleonian Lions and Pannonian Beares The Syrian empty Wolves the Crocadile Haunting the sedge-banks of Aegyptian Nile The Indian Griffon seazing on her prey And wild beasts all are not so wilde as they They doe but ravine for their bellies then Return to rest ceasing to injure men But Leachers fasting feasting sleeping still Are bloudy minded doing dreaming ill Yet such men prosper in this world of clay They flourish like King David's spreaden Bay The cattell of their fields cannot be told Their coffers all abound with coined gold Their loynes are fruitfull they have friends enough Their honours spring-tides highly overflow They want no temp'rall things on their designes Vngodly men in earth's felicitie For their abridgment come's from Heavens breath They perish like unfruitfull Sun-burn'd heath On Africk sandy grounds they are out-driven Like clouds of dust before the winds of Heaven To utter banishment their following train The earth up-swallow's like thin-flying rain Wormes surfet on their sweetnesse when alas They to infernall land of darknesse passe Dissolving like to winter-Ice before The Summers Sun-beams they are seen no more And who to seek them travels earth around Shall find in earth they shall no more be found Sect. XII ARGUMENT Susanna reimprison'd friends Her visit she her suit commends She no earthly comfort finds Her countenance transplendent shines COmmand was giv'n Centurions did not faile To bring Susanna to an Iron-jayle Insteed of palace with a Princely Chamber Perfum'd with Nard and Aromatick Amber They prison'd her in stinking cubs of stone There might no maidens her attend upon Her Musick was exchang'd to sobs and grones Clanking of chains friend is lamentable mones Her Iewell'd plate converted into one Vile earthen dish her bowles of gold were gone Her wine to water turn'd her finest fare To brownest crums such feeding she did spare With frequent teares her thirst and hunger staying She wakefull spent her precious time in praying Her Parents Husband Children Kindred all Moan'd her suppos'd inevitable fall There Marble-wals lament rivers of brine Seem'd to descend from stubborne Iaylor's â—yn There symbolizing Ecchoes in the Vaults Moan her out-railing upon Elders faults Some certain hour's in sorrow's complement She with her parents Lord and Children spent Such blessed counsell streaming from her hart Unto her children Susan did impart As ravisht all her hearers with desire To warme their soules hands at her vertues fire All speeches passing from her would be long These words in pris'n came latest from her tongue Farewell my parents and my Lord I must Yours and my Children to your cares entruâ—â— Let me intreat you to informe them so As they themselves and Abraham's God may know So tutour them as they may stand in aw And due obedience of th' eternall Law Teach them my parents in their parent's stead Breed them my Lord as you my Lord are bred While you survive remember to improve These living pledges of our mutuall love 'T is Susans last petition Heav'n doth know Mine innocence unto the Tombes I goe A Matron chast as I a Virgin came Into the World though I proclaime the same Wherefore beleeve not I am blemisht so As mortall Envy seemes to make me show This is my comfort though my body dies My soule immortall mounts above the Skies For my etern Redeemer lives in whom I shall be happy in a World to come Come noble friends take a departing kisse Before I enter everlasting blisse Blessings of God descend upon you all Gather my bones into their quiet Urn That when our captive-children shall return To Canaan Kingdomes they at length may build My bones a tombe in blessed Abraham's field Adiew my parents husband children sweet Kindred and friends till we in Heaven meet Where after death repose our soules and then And there we 'll meet and never partagen While standers by suppos'd her countenance cleare As the bright glory of the morningâ—spheare All men beholding her accusers stand Deem'd they were men of Mauritanian Land MEDIT. XII Non est è terris mollis ad astra via THat Angell fairnesse that of old did shine So faire that it bedaz'led carnall eyne In Moses face in Steven's countenance Which was their soule 's diviner radiance Through clouds of flesh which one day in Heav'n-storie Shall glorifi'd shine like the Sun in glorie Teacheth our soules that God's Elect obtain A place where Henoch and Elias remain But that abhorred guilty blacknesse seen In Haman's face yer he had veiled been Shew's that the spirits of wicked mortals goe Vnto the dungeon of infernall woe Through fatall caverns contumelious Core So with companions long since went before Heav'ns new Hierusalem is built upon Glorious foundations those abutting on Faire Regions better then Elizian fields Which fruitfull dainties in all season-yâ—elds Where joyes abound with comforts such as can Not enter in the best conceits of man But ev'ry soule which thither comes must go Through thorny troubles of the world below Because but one conducent entrance bring 's Vnto the Palace of the King of Kings And that an Alpine
not an Appian-way Whereof on one hand seas of fire slay The falling passenger on t'other side A watry Ocean with a swelling tide The sins of Adam made which entrance narrow And Nature's progresse fill'd with plenteous sorrow Though righteous men find very slender pleasure In cursed earth they are Iehovah's treasure Though Saints in prisons be compell'd to eat Reversions of wealthy foemen's meat Though from distressed Sion led in chains Of captive thraldome unto Shinar-plains They sitting on way-crossing tâ—rrent's brink Constrain'd by thirst the running streames do drink They are God's children heires unto a Crown In new Hierusalem Heav'ns eternall town How long shall tyrants triumph mighty God While Sion's children under foot be 〈◊〉 How long shall they suspend their Harps upon The willowes of the brooks of Babylon They mourn like dolefull Pellicans and houle In desart-places like Minerva's foule As solitary Sparrowes sate alone On houses tops thy drooping servants mone Their enemies are mighty men combin'd To their destruction Lord hast thou confin'd Thy sonnes unto affliction fires to see How fine a sort of holy gold they be Refine them from earth dâ—oâ—fulnesse and soon Their splendour shall shine like the radiant noon In gloomy darknesse though y'have mourned long Though fainty layne Aegyptian pots among Though ye by madnesse of a tyrants 〈◊〉 Abjected were in Babylonian fire You shall in triumph ride like socâ—â—d Kings Your rayment shall surpasse the snowy wings Of silver-doves whose garland feathers would ' Gainst Titan's beames out-shine refulgent gold Lord thy corrections ever taken rightly Are cordials to make our soules more sprightly Our Saviours Crosse â—nto the Saints becomes A ladder leading to Heav'n glorious 〈◊〉 Sect XIII ARGUMENT Mournfull Susan all bemon'd Led from prison to be ston'd The Heavens lowre a Prophetling Speak's from danger her to bring WHen short appointed time by Elders doome Was to an end for execution come Of this most amiable Lâ—dy thâ—â— She was produced by Centurion's men Scaffolds upbuilded were from Regions nigh Came sundry people to behold 〈◊〉 And Forreiners possest wâ—th honour'd â—ame Among them spreaded of Susanna's name Thither repair'd to be inform'd how brave Habiliments the Hebrew-women have But Susans wealthy garments by were thrown Veiling herselfe in Cyprâ—sse she 〈…〉 Her gorgeous Ruffs a Cambrick band she wore A piece of whitest Lawn upon her head With sable silken veilings overspred Wherein the lovely tresses of her haire In decent manner all intrammell'd were 'T is said her Cypresse-veiles did embleme dole Her Lawn the whitenesse of her heav'n-born soule Her trickling teares that on her trappings flow'd Unto the day like Orient Pearl 〈…〉 Through whose transparent films Moving to admiration lookers on Death's ready Scaffold dauntlesse While round about her flock assembled friends The people like Lepanthus shore was still In silence as before a storm it will Till she her solemne dying speeches spent But then the whole assembly did relent Her deeming innocent back-byting binds Concerning her chang'd their uncivill minds Her holy prayers arm'd her constant sp'rit With fervent faith for aâ— heav'n mounting flight Her harmlesse body was expos'd to dy Her purer soule with Dove-like wings would fly Unto the Rock of sempiternall rest In heav'nly Canaan to compose her nest She spoken had Vain mortall world adue And taken leave of ev'ry one she knew Expecting sudden speeding blowes that should Repose her limbs in quiet beds of mould But now her trembling Deaths-men could notstir Their barb'rous hands to fling a stone at her Titan behind a cloud of pitch withdrew His countenance as if asham'd to view Her tragick-murder Heav'n could not refrain To show'r down sorrow in a silveâ— rain The clouds disburst and lightning from the skie's Umbratilous obnubilation flies Heav'n thundred loudly earth did ecchoing make The stubborn hearts of trembling Pagans quake Then did astunn'd Chaldean Swains adore The God of Heav'n who never did before Many suppos'd supernall Gods were come To change 〈◊〉 sentence of Susanna's doome They wondred all Heav'n sent an Angell down Whom mortals saw noâ— Susan's brows to crown With palmes of triumph shee must winne renown And glory from the darkest den of shame All gazing Heathens must confesse the same Then wisdomes spirit possest a tender childe Whom Daniel the men of Iudah stilde And he inspir'd his voice advanc'd on high Thus prophesing Susanna must not die A lowdly crying no man him withstood I am unguilty of this woman's bloud Destroy not her who never hath done ill Whose soule is white as snow on Salmon-hill Up taintlesse Susan rise I now resummon Thy former glory let sweet comfort come on And dwell with thee for ever 't is a day To banish mourning hurle despaire away Abstain from sighing let the stormes of dole Be over-blown from thy becalmed soule Be dry thine eye-lids let thy teares no more Like blessed streames from holy wels run o're God will secure thee from false witnest crime Thy fame shall last till God dissolveth time And but I see thy sorrowâ—stormes are gone For thee my sorrowes would be never done MEDIT. XIII Dei de parviâ— magne 〈◊〉 THough Saints descend to desperations dore 'T is good to trust in God for evermore When men are â—ounden in affliction-bands 'T is God can ransome out of fâ—â—en's hands When worldlings think us past redemption quite His hand can shield from cruell tyrants might His staffe of providence â—â—girt with power Is to the Saints an Adamantine towre His providence proteâ—ts his people from All dangers which threaten on them to come When Iacob's sonnes were at Eâ—â—thian deep Impent with climblesse Rocks and Mountayns steep When Seas before them billow'd when behind The fierce Aegyptians like the stormy wind Menac'd confusion to them when Despaire Within their bosomes mounted on a chaire When death's cold Image did their hearts benumme For God's alâ— actions do abound with wonder He govern's Heav'n and all remayning under His words are puissant if he but say To feeble things be strong how strong are they The slender flies and bees at his command Drave armed Giants out of Canaan land His providence can by an Infant 's breath Or weaker means save dying Saints from death When potent tyrants practice weakling's wrong Gods saves the weak ones to confound the strong His might preserv'd within a reeden cage Young Moses from bloud-thirsty Pharoah's rage To drench with bloud and finally ov'rthrow In the Red-sea his cruell minded foe Making an Asse-bone in bound Samson's hands Confound the proud force of Philistine bands Allotting to a simple woman power To brain Abim'lech and defend a tower Weak Iudith's hand to kill and unrenown Th' unfamin'd Prophet in the time of 〈◊〉 A stripling child ordayning to become A learned judge and learned Iudges dumbe An infant to save Susan's life from harme And Senators in wisdome to informe Grave understanding hath not ever sate In sentences fram'd in an old man's pate To suckling babes God's quickning spâ—rit reveales