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Chartæ scriptæ: or A new game at cards, call'd Play by the booke.
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Gayton, Edmund, 1608-1666.
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Wing G408; Thomason E309_19; ESTC R200422
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have our selves The seventh is Gods T will shame us if we yeild not On this day What on the other six you safely may You may not do now works then do wherein Thy profit or thy pleasures are They 're sinne Do not the day to Superstition force Deny thy Brother helpe and save thy Horse The workes forbad are workes of Pride and hate To rest from works of love is reprobate 5 THe greatest blessing that on earth can be Is firme annexed unto loyalty He that would Nestor's Age to 's children give Teach them to meane Father and King long live 6. NO man would hazard sure the Curse of Cain Doe not thou kill nor wish the Power of slaying Whose life thou would'st preserve through hate for shame In Reputation murder not and name Yet thinke not hence there is no power to stay In spight of this the sword of Justice may 7. STones cry the Jewes for prov'd Adultery That is not all thou mayst not in thine eye Nor in thy heart that private closet doe What may pollute thy selfe and neighbour too 8. THou shalt not steale from Man nor God The Edge Of this same precept will cut Sacriledge 9. IN publicke Judgement nor ' mongst private freinds Doe not by Injury serve thine owne ends The bread that 's got by anothers losse though sweet O it is foule and marke it It is greet 10. HEre 's little difference 'twixt my neighbour and My selfe both for the same priviledge stand No longer let 's be two My Counterpart The very Copy of my Soule and Heart Thy Beast thy servants fortunes and thy wife Are all as deare to me as my owne life The NINES Nine Heroes THis number 's not so sacred as the last But yet 't is famous for the Ages past Laboured in this same number as a vie To manifest all humane gaslantry We rake the Christian Heathen Jewish State And by extraction make it sublimate In histories Alembecke there were nine Whose spirits as Elixar did out shine The rest of men These were their dayes high noone Amongst the lesser starres the exalted Moone Wee 'l mount 'em in their severall Orbs and see How different their's from these dayes Chivalry God's Cavalier Joshua leads the valiant vaâ—â—â— The Conqueror of fruitfull Canaan The Sunne and Moone were in his muster roles And listed Starres recruited his slaine soules Rivers retreated Jordan was drove backe The blowing of 7 hornes do Jericho sacke Thirty one Kings all fell by him No place Was strong nor men no not the Anakims Race Yet one base lurking Achans cursed sinne Routed all Israel Have not we beene Strangely dispirited and beat sometimes There is a cause brave Cavaliers Our crimes DAVID WHat 's fein'd St George and Bevis to have done Great David did indeed he Ladies wonne By sling and sword when vast Goliah lay After the Beare and Lyon the worse prey What worthies were his Captaines and if they Such mighties were What was their King I pray That gallant man after Gods heart a King The peoples sinne provoking did a thing Was folly to the Lord. That sinne this day The People Acts in a Militia Be favourable O Lord and grant that we Like him may feele but one Curse not all three JUDAS MACH Puissant Judas strong in faith not men Beat proud Antiochus His zeale even then Unto Jerusalem did brightest flame When that Jerusalem was but a name When heathen Ignorance threw downe her Courts And of their holy vestures made their sports May after Ages Charles give thee due praise Who fightst as he the ruin'd Church to raise HECTOR HEctor did many valiant Acts but he Oppressed was by Clubâ— and so are we Where Homer's learned pen hath sweat and chast Virgil hath sung for me to rime were wast ALEXANDER HEre 's he for whom the world too little was He sweat in the streight compasse know the cause His large ambitious minde did know no bound As little roome serves him as me i' th' ground CAESAR HEre 's he that wept at Alexanders Tomb ' Cause at his yeares he had not so much orecome Who did advance the Aristocracy Unto Imperiall State though cruelly Witnesse the dy of chang'd Pharsalia's fields Whose story lofty Lucan fully yeilds A man more famous for his Pen or Sword 'T is hard to judge nor can I here afford Him when the fawning Senate said they 'd make Happy and high basely his life they take Tres Moderni Arthur the Prince renown'd for Lady-fights And his round Table and his sturdy Knights Read now like to Romances will be sound And what 's his Table now the whole world's round I shall not write of Godfrey Bulloignes Duke Nor yet shall Charlemaine swell up this Booke No since my owne good Charles is not the great Unlesse it be in Soule in Cause more yet Great in his wrongs great in his sufferings too I shame to write it Countrymen to you Shall it be said and not recanted Freinds Have your great promises these homely ends Glorious and Rich courage our Lord was so He made the World yet knew not whereto go The Nine Muses Yet while by these this number 's made divine Let 's not forget the Muses they were nine When those nine worthies shall augmented be By Charles his Nephews and his Progeny And the swolne Annals strout with thy brave Deeds Which now the world in quaint Mercurius reads Those nine well warm'd with a peculiar fire Shall Penne themselves thy warres and not Inspire EIGHTS Octo Personae WHen first I drew this Card it griev'd my heart For high offence this figure did impart It call'd to mind that Watry world when th' Earth Was drown'd and of mankind a generall dearth That high gigantick and rebellious race That fought against their God for highest place Broke into drops like to a proud swolne wave And were intombed in a floating grave High were the men the women heavenly faire And fruitfull too for Continence was rare Wherefore God punisht their inconstant blood Except eight Persons with a constant Flood WHat Ovid in his Metamorphosis Doth as a Fable tell In truth is This And many wise men thinke that his Mor-phosis Was stolne out of the Pentateuch of Moses And what you read of good Deucalion And grandam Pyrrah each one threw their stone And they forthwith took kindly heat and life Is true in good-man Noah and his wife And Sem and Japheth and accursed Cham And their three dames from whence all people came The Seminary of man was then the Arke That too was of all Beasts the moving Parke The Rabbins very pretty stories have Of Noah when he built that swimming Cave How that his Neighbours wondred and did say Good Lord whither went my Cock and Hen to day Anothers Ramme and Ewe his Bull and Cow Her Dogge and pretty Bitch were here but now And Lamech loving Doves but all were met And hundred Couples more as if they had set Some merry meeting at that
huge new House Which Noah built There was the Rendeavouze A Brace of Lyons were met lovingly And Tygers twaine and Bears both he and she And so of Birds their paires in mighty joy As if they had all been flocking to a Coy Thus while the amused world were wondring at The Beasts procession Not dreaming that A deluge would succeed they merry made And God ore whelm'd 'em ' ere they were afraid SEVENS Septem Planetae IF we may trust divining Mr Booker Our New States Wyzard and old Starre looker From the untoward conjunction of these Starres Ensue results of Peace or bloudy Warres I have not studied Astronomie so farre As to confute this sage Albumazur Yet I remember when our Archiflamen Vpon Prognosticks did the wight examine And ask't him Bonâ fide whether He By art could guesse certaine futuritie He answer'd plainly no he could not tell But put things in to make th' Almanack sell But that these lights have powerfull influence Over inferiour Corps is plaine to sence As in all Plants and waters and mans mind By unequall temperature is much inclin'd Yet the wise men whose number was not eight Controle these seven and overlooke their Fate Who under Saturnes sullen raye are borne Live Melancholy and seeme to be forlorne Who under Mars had their Nativity To Bloud and Rage have a proclivity The generous aspects of Sol and Jove Vnto Heroick actions People move When these in an auspicious posture meet We shortly doe the birth of Princes greet So doe these Rayes appeare i' th royall Plant That we may judge who were predominant For in thy early progresse like the Sun About thy Fathers Kingdome thou hast run While he triumphing like Majestick Jove Shew'd thee the patterne of his state and love This is the Sparkling Diamond of the Sky The Beauty-speck of Heaven and bravery Which for th' illustrious figure and quaint light Is Lady Huisher to the Day and Night Her kind and pleasing Influence doth raise More then Platonick heat and though her wayes Are dark and secret and her fire 's unseene For Mercury a friend to th' stealth hath been Yet Mistrisse Luna in her nightly round Hath heard the cryes of this Platonick wound SIXES Opus sex dicrum IF the same Sixe be truly understood The Reader will perceivd That all were good For need must they be good whom the best best Himselfe made and on the 7th day took rest Gods working dayes were sixe one resting day So must ours be but not a rest to play For when the great Creator finish'd had And saw all good for nothing could be bad Into himselfe he did reflect to see The power and goodnesse of the Trinitie Imitate ô man and though sixe dayes thou spend Vpon thy selfe in Him let the 7th end The first daies Worke. THat there might be a First daies worke the Light Was first Created seperate from Night Night which was nothing but a want of Day And gets a being when that 's gone away Iust such is that in which this blinded Land Doth grope unwillingnesse to understand Naturall privations serve to produce But Voluntary Darknesse's of no use The Second The next daies labour was that Canopy The vulgar usually doe call the skie And is that glorious substance which is spread Like a blue spangled Mantle or'e our head The Seat of God mounted so exceeding high It is not to be reach'd untill we dy The Singer sweet doth it a Curteine call Draw it O Lord and entertaine us all The Third For all that high precedency of Birth The lowest is most courted this base Earth Which when it first was made did freely give All that by which with sweat we now do live 'T was Meadow all and no inclosure then What God made common was inclos'd by men To make a Land like that 'T is my advice Downe with inclosures They 're no Paradise Laying of ground to ground doe none of these The gathering of Waters were the Seas The Fourth Heaven in it selfe was glorious enough Yet as a pallace with rich household stuffe Thou deâ—â—â—est Lord thy dwelling place with lights Of lesse and greater magnitude Our sights Cannot behold their lustre even they Dazle that rule the Night who rules the day Is the great Author of our Heat and Light Yet is not hot nor seen of any sight Let us O Lord on Earth to thee consent To make thy houses full of Ornament And as to worship them 's Idolatry So in thy adorn'd Churches let it be The Fifth The Watry Regions had no people yet But Wave with Wave did play and Nimph Nimph met When great Leviathan no Tyrant than Was made Grand-Signior of the Ocean And Scaly Officers in shoales did presse Vnto his then not dreaded Dreadfullnesse Vnder whose vast demensions safe did lye As in a Trench the Finny Ministry Like Lord like Servants who did execute By signes his will for Both as Fish were mute Farre different were the vast Aires feather'd Peers Where warbling Birds sing to the playing spheres The Sixth This was the great Compleating day God's last And best of workes not hundled up in hast Wherein the species sensitive were made Those wondrous beasts of which we 'r now afraid Whose mutuall kindenesse to each other prove Them all Created by the God of Love So sweet an Innocence fil'd every thing Serpents no poyson had and Bees no sting The Lamb and Wolfe together friendly lay No Sheep-heards then nor Doggs to part a fray Wolves in Sheeps-clothing were and Sheep indeed As quiet as in the Picture they did feed They were so far from injury that they Expected dayly whom they should obey Then sate the Divine Iunto the great Three In consultation who that should be To whom the Soveraignty of Sea and Land Should be committed Such a vast Command Was fit for none but who could represent Himselfe he therefore his owne Image lent And stampt an Impresse of Divinity Into a peice of Clay such as you see And it upstarts a glorious Creature wise And Innocent and meek in his owne eyes The joy of Angels and the Divels hate The Lord ot'h Creatures high and fortunate Who all out of innate Obedience came And knew from him their Essence in their name This solitary Monarch could not see Amongst his Servants fit Society But from himselfe as from the Noblest Earth And choice Materialls Woman had her Birth So all were wonder-struck the Beasts to see The Man He Eve and they the Trinity FIVES Quinque Sensus Seeing THe Diamond Sense the Bodies faithfull guide Is meerly unto Psyches selfe allied Five Senses Soule of the Senses this whose chearfullnesse Even as in death for blindenesse is no lesse Without the sight is dampt He that 's borne blind Walkes in a sleep and only lives in mind That such a one may live he first must dye The Resurrection 's his Nativity Hearing The Soules Intelligence and nimble Scout Iust like the Scout doth truths and tales put