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The betraying of Christ Iudas in despaire. The seuen words of our Sauior on the crosse. With other poems on the Passion.
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Rowlands, Samuel, 1570?-1630?
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1598
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STC 21365; ESTC S116242
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THE BETRAYING OF CHRIST IVDAS in despaire The seuen Words of our Sauior on the Crosse. WITH Other Poems on the Passion LONDON Printed by Adam Istip 1598. TO THE RIGHT WORshipfull Sir Nicholas Walsh Knight cheefe Iustice of her Maiesties court of common pleas in Ireland and of her Highnesse counsaile there ALbeit right Worshipfull that the art of Poesie is in sort dealt withall as Cacus once vsed Hercules oxen when he drew them backewards vp the hill being customarily in these daies wrested and turned to the fooleries of Loue and such like base subiect of fancies abortiue births conuerting Poetries imploiment to follies vse and wit ill spent runnes violent that way with the current of errour Yet hath it a natiue diuine off-spring and issue wherof partaking kindly floates with a calme tempered gale from all miscarying wracke to the harbour of a quiet applause The vpright and best approoued censure I presume gains your Worships vertuous allowance to whose wisdome and grauitie associate with an heroicall sprite I dedicate affections testimony by these vnpolished lines crauing your fauourable fault-shadowing view if in the manner any thing appeare defectiue trusting that as a fruitfull tree the more it is fruitladen the more it declineth so your plenteous accōplished vertues wil humble them in daining to accept the loue I reuerence you withall wishing your Worship Worlds prosperitie and Heauens happinesse Yours in the best endeuours of affection S. R. The betraying of Jesus EVen vvhen no beauties of the garnisht skie Had left the view of Heauen-makers vvonder And Phebus steeds were gallop'd posting by Their hasty speed had got the vvorlds half vnder Yea eu'ry creature that had life or sprite Mourn'd at the darke approch of vgly night An host of swartest sable foggie clouds Wrapt in faire Cinthia from her siluer shine Mantling her brightnesse vvith their obscure shrouds As though heav'ns lampe vvere come to latest fine Her cannapie of starres vvas eke vnseene Where on she vvonted mount imperious Queene The airy vvinged people gone to rest Had clear'd vvith day not left a note vnpaid All other creatures that might be exprest In caues and holes for nights repose vvere laid Of vvild or tame none raung'd or ran astray But rauenous by darke that hunt for pray Thicke mistie vapours vvere dispersed foule Prohibiting day-followers to be seene Dispensing only vvith the shriking Owle And eies that Nature put lights hate betweene Such as vvere banisht from the face of day To lurke the couert shamelesse night away Then child of vtter darknesse lights offence Intituled The lost sonne of perdition Hired against his Lord for thirty pence To be a traitor vnder hels commission In this nights time did rebell troupes increase To manage armes against the Prince of peace Toward Cedron brooke th'accursed leader goes With horse and foot vveapon'd vvith launce and speare His blessed maister vs'd that vvalke he knowes Vnworthy vvretch had oft ben vvith him there Oft as a friend the place he did frequent But now foe-harted trecherous of intent As in a garden Adam disobayed And there became a captiue to the diuell So in a garden Iesus vvas betrayed To suffer death for Adams former euill Within a garden Adams crime offended For vvhich Christ vvas in garden apprehended And as in pleasures garden at the fall For Adams clothing dead beasts skins God gaue In euidence that death vvent ouer all And that his garment might presage his graue So Christ in garden tombe and dead mans shrowd Defray'd our debts vvith paiment best alowd Ouer the brooke to garden they repaire Swift vvere their feet about the sheading blood Euen to the place that Iesus vs'd for praier Where he intreated grace for sinners good Where he consulted to redeeme and saue Thither they came resolu'd his life to haue With easie search the guiltlesse may be found Whose quiet thoughts and peace vnite in one A voice Whom seeke you threw them all to ground A power diuine to make true godhead knowne Iesus came forth encountred them vvith breath And they at once fell backward all to th'earth Had then his vvill consented to his power If Iustice had appear'd and mercy hid They had descended hell that sinfull hower Like Corah Dathan and Abiram did Where th'one vvas seandale to the seruant done The other vvas rebellion gainst the sonne While Ieroboam stretcht his threatning hand Right insolent and full of daring pride To stay the Prophet giuing strict command Iudgement laid hold on him his hand vvas dryde But these in armes and violent enterprise Though throwne to ground doe vnrepentant rise Deaths harbenger vnto Damasco towne Then bloody-mind Saint-persecuting Saul Was with like powreful voice from heauen thrown down But to conuersion grace imploy'd his fall With greater fauour blisse can none acquaint Then crowne a greeuous sinner glorious Saint But these vvhose hearts vvere hardned sight extinct Haters of knowledge children of the night Atvvar vvith God in league vvith Sathan linckt Grosse darknesse followers shunners of the light Stiffe necked stubborne and rebellious Iewes Contemne saluation offered grace refuse Wisdomes beloued Israels vvisest king Doth say the vvicked cannot sleeping rest Till they are pleased vvith some ill done thing The vvorser deed the doer likes for best A minute spent in good seems long loth'd day A night of sinne but moment stolne avvay How toilesome tedious had that vvatching bin If vertue had persuaded thereunto But Owle-eied they became to compasse sin Fit vvas the time so foule a fact to do That vvork of darknesse ioin'd vvith darknesse power Might meet together all in darknesse hower When they should rest their malice not indur'd it For malice neuer closeth sleeping eies And vvhen they should not vvake reuenge procur'd it Reuenge doth hourely some reuenge deuise Who rides the deuill hath no curbe they say For malice drawes and fury spurs away Th'vnseemely vprore to the night vnkind Happening as frightfull as in fires danger Caus'd him make hast that left his clothes behind Hardly entreated like vnwelcome stranger For in retire his case like Iosephs stands Who left his garment in his mistresse hands T'was no offence springing from his intent That did demerite violent force resist him Yet pawn'd he shirt for skin before he vvent Gladdest vvhen naked gone that rage had mist him What furies guided this misguided swarme To bend their force against vnthoughted harme When traitor meets these quaint deceits he had In gesture kind imbracements vvith a kisse In vvords All haile God saue thee or be glad Yet murder blood and death lies hid in this This cup of gold did poisons draught begin This greene had serpents lurking hid vvithin The vvord All haile seru'd Ioab to salute Good vvords do often make for ill pretence But Abner found a mortall stab the fruit While falshood spake twas murder did insence Like that vvas this of Iudas false intent By vvord God saue the deed Destroy vvas ment All haile the Angell reuerently did vse With