another scarce awakes One mounts his Horse yer he be curb'd or girt And without Spurs Others to shew more heart Would make a Stand some neither wake nor sleep Some braue in Word in Deed as faint as Sheep Now by degrees this Noise comes to the Eares Of Holosernez Houshold Officers â—o that sad Bagos hies him in all hast Vnto the Tent where th' Ethnick slept his last With trembling hand once twice or thrice he knockt â—ut an eternall Sleep the Doors had lockt Of his Lord's eares who had already crost â—he Stygian Ferry not to be re-crost Then hearing still th' Isacians lowder shout â—e makes the Doore fly-open with his Foot â—nd entring findes in gorie Bed lowe shrunk Not Holofernez but his Head-less Trunk â—hen did he teare his haire and rent his Clothes â—nd to the Clowds roars out in yelling Oathes â—specially when IVDITH there he mist Whom now the Murdress of his Lord he wist When ragefull rushing from the bloody Tent â—his hideous Cry through all the Camp he sent Woe woe to vs Alas this cursed Night â—cursed Captiue hath confounded quight â—ur awefull Army and vndone vs All 〈◊〉 treacherous slaughter of our GENERAL This new Affright redoubled on the first The stoutest harts doth so dis-hart and burst That All at-once abandoning their Armes Pikes Swords Shields Darts Arrowes all by swarms Be take them to their heels o'r Hill Dale Flying from one death on a worse to fall Then the Besieged in great Troops descend And on their backs revenging Bowes they bend Both run apace Those fly These follow fast But those that fly make lesse good speed then haste For without losse of Man th' Hebrews at will The flying Pagans slaughter thrash and thrill Euen as a Lyon in Getulian Lawnes Bestreawes the soile with fearfull Kids and Fawnes Where not a Beast his Furie dares abide Nor lift a horne against his awefull pride One from a Rock himselfe doth headlong dash And all to peeces all his parts doth pash Other forgetting that in deepest depth Fate findes vs out into a Riuer leap'th But if by speed or some good hap perhaps This Mornings first fel Fury any scapes He scapes not though those Hebrews outrages Who kept about the Straits Passages So that scarce one of such a Rout could bring To Niniué the Newes vnto the King The Battaile rather th' Execution don Out of the Citie flocked euery-one Whom Sex or Age had hitherto restrain'd To see the drad Revenge the Lord had rain'd So suddainly and past all Expectation On those fell Foes of His deer Holy Nation One full of Wounds yet gasping calls in vain On lazie Death to end his lingering pain One grinning gastly in his visage grim â—howes dead the Rage that liuing sweld in him â—ome mangled heer some there some round about â—nd euery Soule a sundry way went out â—ccordingly as Valor Sleight or Chance â—ed the dead-doing Sword or Dart or Launce 〈◊〉 short This sight so truly tragick was That euen the Victors would haue sigh't alas â—ad they so vanquisht any Foe but This. But rifling long among the Carcases â—t last the Body of the Duke they found Thogh head-less known best by that only wound â—hither they throng That euery blade must thrill â—nd euery one that Corps againe would kill A hundred Swords a hundred Pikes and Darts Are euery moment goring all his parts And euery Nerue Vein Muscle Ioynt they hack Till room at last their Vulgar Rage doth lack For were his Bulk as big as Atlasses His Limbes as many as Encéiades And strong Briareus yet yet think I all Their dire Revenge would still still think too small For of the Iewes none so base Clown there is But would a Gobbet of that Flesh of His. Giue Tyrant giue thy Right hand to Cilicians Thy Left to Medes giue one Arm to Phoenicians Th' other to Ismael and divide thy Feet Between th' Egyptian and the Coelianite That euery Nation whom Thine Arms offenc't May by some Part be partly recompenc't Alas I erre for all in Atomies Wert Thou divided all would not suffise But IVDITH nor forgetful nor ingrate Would neither bury nor Selfe-arrogate The sacred honor for Assistance given In This great Work by th'All-work hand of Heav'â— But tyming meet her Feet to Timbrells noise This Hymne she sings with glad-sad warbling voice Follow'd by all the Flower of Hebrew Dames Maids Widowes Wiues of faultless Forms Fames Laude laude we lowd with verse with voice strings The GOD of GODs the glorious King of Kings Those Power alone pulls Tyrants down reareth â—eek in their Room who HIM ay-faithfull feareth For who would thinke one Citie in one Day 〈◊〉 suddainly could such an Hoast dismay Whose high Exploits had all the World astounded And from the Indes to Iapheths Inns resounded Lord who wold think that HOLOFERNES â—ate Proud Conqueror of many a Potentate â—hould lose his Life for all his Selfe-affiance 〈◊〉 one weak Woman not a Troop of Giants Who who would thinke that HE who late possest At least had power from farthest East to West â—om Pole to Pole stretching his arms all-over â—ould not haue left one Inch of Turse for Cover That stately Prince so thick attended-on â—â—w dead alas lyes aboue ground alone â—t not alone for Those that seru'd him living â—â—sort him dead Proofe of their Duties giving Nor yet aboue ground for the Ravens become His mangled Bodie 's better-worthy Toomb Then pretious Marble let and Iacynth gilded Which for his Bones Himselfe had proudly builded So so good Lord from Hence-forth let vs finde Thee not our Iudge but as our Father kinde And so Hence-forth the Foes of SION rather Feele Thee their Iudge then their propitious Father Heer IVDITH ends Heer also end will I With thanks to GOD and to Your Maiestie To GOD for bringing This my Work about To You for daigning to haue read it out FINIS LITTLE BARTAS OR Brief Meditations ON The Power Providence Greatnes Goodnes of GOD In the CREATION of the World for Man Of Man For HIM-SELFE Translated Dedicated To the most Royal Lady ELIZABETH by IOSVAH SYLVESTER HONI SOIT QVI MAL Y PENSE TO The most Royal Lady ELIZABETH Infanta of England Princess PALATINE of Rhine SWeet Grace of GRACES Glory of Your Age Lustre of VERTVES Moral and Diuine Whose Sacred Rayes already far out-shine Your Princely State Your Royall Parentage Heer to your HIGHNES with all Good-Presage Congratuling Your little PALATINE I consecrate This LITTLE-One of Mine To serue Your Self first then Your Son for Page Your gracious Favours to my former Brood So binde my Thoughts so bolden my Desires To showe Mee gratefull as I know You good That Thus to YOV This LITTLE Mine aspires Little in Growth yet of so great a Spirit As happily Your Graces grace may merit To Your Highnes Seruice Dulie and Trulie devoted Iosuah Sylvester Souhaits Royaux Loyaux Au Roy. 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you your Selues you all haue seen it too VVhy talk ye then thus vainly as yee doo This is with GOD the Portion the Part Of the Vngodly the Cruell heart This heritage shall impious Tyrants haue From the â—lmightie This they shall receaue If many Children be shall leaue behind As many shall the Sword or Famine find Or if that any in Remain be left They by the Plague shal vnbewayl'd be reft If He haue heaped Siluer as the Dust And Clothes as Clay he may but sure the Iust Shall ioy his Siluer his Treasures share And wearâ— his Ward-robe how-so rich rare If braue he build it is but like the Moth On others ground as that in others Cloth Soon dispossest or like a Watch-house soon To be set vp and suddainly pull'd-down Such Rich shall die and he without regard Vngather'd to his Fathers Toomb prepar'd Nothing of Him remains in Memorie He vanisheth in Twinkling of an eye Horrors shall seaze him as a Floud with Fright And as a Tempest hurry him in the night An Eastern Storm him quite away shal chase And as Wâ—iâ—le-wind hurle him from his place So pittiless in wrathfull Ielousie VVhile glad fain he would his fingers flie VVil GOD pursue him Good men shal smile And clap their hands hiss at him the while SVre there are Mines veinlings vnder ground Whence Silver 's fetcht wherin Gold is found Caâ— â— Iron out of Earth and out of Stone the Brass Is melted down into a purer mass Beyond the bounds of Darknes Man hath pry'd And th'Excellence of vnder-ground descry'd The rarest Stones richest Mineralls From deadly Damps horrid Darks he hales And if some Torrent come there rushing in Such as no Foot hath felt no Eye hath seen He can reuert it or diuert it soon Without Impeachment to his VVork begun Earth's surface yeelds him Corn Fruits for food Her vnder-folds some burning Sulphury flood Amid the Quarrs of Stone are Saphires store Among the Dust the precious Golden Ore VVhere neuer Bird before did Path discry VVhere neuer Vultur cast her greedy Eye VVhere sauage Whelps had neuer neuer trac't Nor furious Lion euer by had past On Cliffs of Adamant He layes his hands Their height hardnes He at will commands Slents them with Sledges crops their clowdy crown He by the roots turns Mountains vp-side down To let out Rills He cleaueth Rocks insunder His Eye perceiues all that is precious vnder He binds the VVaters that they shal not weep And diues for Riches in the deepest Deep All This more hath Man But where is found That souerain VVisedom sacred profound That Vnderstanding of the VVaies diuine Of GOD's supream and secret Discipline Man knowes it not nor kenns the worth of it It is not found in any liuing VVit The Deeps confess the Sea acknowledgeth T is not in Me nor with Me th' other saith Nor Gold nor Siluer nor all Gems that are Can purchase it nor equall it by farre No wedge of Ophir neuer so refin'd No Aethiopian Topaze Pearle of Inde No precious Onyx neither Saphire pure Corall and Crystall passe I as obscure No Carbuncle no Diamant so rare No One nor All with VVisedom may compare But Whence is then Where is to be found That sacred VVisedom secret profound Sith it is hidden from all humane Eyes And from the sight of euery Foule that flyes Death Destruction say VVe of the same Haue with our eares but onely heard the Fame GOD GOD alone doth vnderstand it Way And knowes the place where it abideth aye For He at once beholdeth All that is In all the VVorld All vnder Heav'n he sees To poize the Winds portion at his pleasure Vnto the Waters their due weight measure When for the Raine he stablisht a Decree And for the Thunder's Lightning Mutinie Then did Hee see it and fore-see it fit He numbred pondred prepared it And vnto Man This Maxime did apply GOD's Feare is Wisedom from Sin to flie 〈◊〉 â—9 IOB yet proceeded said furthermore O! were it with mee as it was of yore In my fore-passed Months my former Dayes When GOD preseru'd me when with gracious raies His Lightfull Lamp reflected on my head Whereby I walkt through Darknes void of Dread As in my younger times when yet the Lord Vouchsaf't me Blessings of my Bed Boord When yet the Lord was with me in my Tents And showred there his hidden Prouidence WheÌ„ where I went my waies were bath'd in Butter And Rocks about me Rills of Oile did gutter VVhen I had gon vnto the publique Gate To take my place where all our Senate sate At sight of Me would Young men hide them thence And th' Elder sort stand vp for reuerence Nobles were silent if I present were And if I spake they turn'd their â—ongue to Eare And th' Eare that heard me blessed me the Eye That saw me witnest mine Integritie For I deliuered euery Poore opprest The Orphan the Helpless I redrest He blessed me that was wel-neer vndon The Widowes heart I cheered I put-on â— put-on Iustice as a seemly Gowne â—t was vnto me as a Robe and Crowne â— as an Eye vnto the Blind became And as a Foot vnto the Halt and Lame A Father was I to the Poore and where The Case was Dark I would discusse it Cleer I also brake th'Oppressors greedy Iawes And took the Prey out of his Teeth and Pawes Then thought I sure to die at home in rest And said I shall with long good Daies be blest For by the Waters was my Root out-spred Vpon my Top Heav'ns nightly Deaw was shed My Wealth increast mine Honour daily grew My Bowe of Health my Strength did still renew When I had spoken euery Eare was prest To giue me eare and in my Counsels rest Without Reply and as the latter Rain The thirstie Earth my Words they entertain If I had laught or smil'd on any neer They took no notice nor would change my Cheer â— sate as Chief I onely rul'd the roast Dwelt as a King amid an armed Hoast And as a Man amid a mourning Rout That from his lips pours liuely Comforts out 〈◊〉 30 BVt now alas My Puisnès Me deride The meanest mock me Yea and Those beside Whos 's ragged Fathers I refus'd to keep My Shepheards Curs much more to cure my Sheep For to say truth what Seruice could they doo So idle bred both Young and Elder too Weakned with Sloath and wicked Conuersation And waxen old in wretched Desolation For Cold and Hunger wandring here and there With Mallowes fed and roots of Iuniper Pursewd as Theeues hunted from place to place With Hue and Cries and euer had in Chase And therefor fain for Shelter's sake to creep In Clifts and Caues in Rocks and Dungeons deep Among the Thorns and Thickets roaring rife Wild Out-lawes leading a most Beastiall life The Breed of Fooles the Fry of
for euer Thus Thrill down the Darts of thy fierce Wrath on vs Shall the Chaldéan Idolists again Thy Chosen Flock in seruile Yoak enchain Shall our sad Houses turnd to Heaps of stone With Weeds Thorns again be ouer-grow'n Shall sacrilegious Fire again presume Thy sacred House thine Altar to consume But Ioachim High-Priest of God that tide And of the Hebrews then the chiefest Guide Followes the stout and expert Pilots guise Who when hee sees a suddain Storm arise Adds not more Fear with His Fear to his fellowes Nor leaues his Ship to mercy of the Billowes But hiding his distrust opposes braue His Arm and Art against the Winde and Waue For quick dispatching hourely Post on Post To all the Coverts of the Able-most For Pate Prowes Purse commands prayes presses them To come with speed vnto IERVSALEM Since first th' Eternall gaue his sacred Law Vpon Mount Sinai in so dreadfull Awe Th' Ark which contained in Two leaues of stone Much more sound Wisdom in it selfe alone Then subtile Greece or Rome renownd for Wise In Worlds of Volumes euer could comprise Wandred from Tribe to Tribe from Race to Race Throughout all Iury without Resting-place Yea somtimes too ô too audacious Theft The sacrilegious Philistins it reft Till th' happy day when Iesse's holy Stem Lodg'd it for euer in IERVSALEM But sith as yet great Dauids hands were red With bloud of Thousands he had slaughtered The King of Peace would haue a peacefull Prince In Peacefull dayes with all Magnificence To build his TEMPLE whose high Battlement Seemd Earth to scorn threat the Firmament Till th'hapless Day wherein a hatefull King In name and nature iust resembeling This Tyrant's Lord with execrable Blaze Did burne it downe the Foundation raze A long-while after Abr'ham's sacred Stems Returnd from Shores of Tyrant Tygris streams Beset with Fears with Perill and with Pain Re-builded Heer God's glorious House again Which though alas That first no more it matcht Then a Kings Palace a poore Cottage thatcht In Bignes yet Beauty and Height obscur'd All Pagan Wonders which most Fame procur'd Th' Assyrian Queen-king's sometime sumptuous Bowers Th' Ephesian Temple the Egyptian Towers The Pharians Pharus Carians costly Toomb Rhodes high Colossus the huge Heaps of Rome For for admired Art This glorious TEMPLE Seru'd Ctesyphon for Model and Example Lent rare Apelles curious Pensill Light And led Lycippus cunning Chizel right Thither by Troops th' Isaacian Tribes deuout Returnd to Salem flock from all about As when the Heav'ns opening their Sluces wide Poure suddain Showers surrounding euery side The gurgling Rills with rapid Course descend From sundry Hills and to some Riuer tend But sad-sweet IVDITH in the midst almost Shined as Cynthia ' mid the Nightly Hoast For God it seem'd her Beauties Form had cast In rarest Mould of Nature first or last Th' High Primate then assisted with the Ligne Of Eleazar Priests whose sacred Crine Felt neuer Razor on his oyled head A pearly Mitre sadly settelled His sacred Body also soon hee heals With sacred Vesture fring'd with golden Bells Then burns for Offring slayes for Sacrifice Kidds Lambs Calues Heifers in abundant wise Th'horns of the Altar with their blood bedying And lowely-lowd thus to th' Almighty crying Wee come not heer ô dreadfull Lord of Hoasts To plead a Roule of Meritorious Boasts Nor to protest that in these Punishments Thou wrongst thy Iustice and our Innocence No wee confesse our foule and frequent Crimes Worthy worse Plagues then These a thousand times Could'st thou forget Thy deer authentik Pact With Abraham or would'st thou so exact Forcing thy Mercy in thy Iustice Scale Our Waight of Sins with Iudgements countervaile Remoue our Cause wee therefore Lord intreat From Iustice Barr vnto thy Mercy-Seat O! holy Father pardon vs wee pray â—nd turn from vs this fearfull Storm away Alas vvhat boots vs that thy mighty hand â—ath brought vs home from Tigris hatefull strand â—ree from the Yoak which wee so long before â—nder th' Assyrian cruell Tyrants bore â—â— these fat Fields we haue but new re-tild â—â— these faire Frames we doe but now re-build â—â— these ô Dolor our deer louing Wiues Our Babes Sons Daughters deerer then our liues â—ust serue the Chaldés Ammonites for Pay â—nd be the Persians and fel Parthians Prey â—f This thine Altar if these hallowed rooms â—e re-profan'd with Heathen Hecatombs O! if thou wilt not pittie Vs abhord At least be Iealous of Thy Glory Lord At least haue pitty on This Holy Place Where to no God but to IEHOVA'S Grace â—s Incense burnt nor any Sacrifice But to thy Selfe of all the Deities Lord therefore turn ô turn the Chaldean Torches From these rich Cedar Roofs these stately Porches Preserue these Plates this pretious Furniture From sacrilegious Pilferers impure And let our Sorrow and our Sacrifice Vnto thy Iustice for our Sinnes suffice The Seruice done Each doth his way depart And Ioachim instantly calls apart The States of Iuda and thus sadly-sweet Consults with Them how with this Storm to meet Graue Peers said he if your braue Zeale of old Be not quight quenched be not yet key-cold If Care of Wiues if tender Childrens loue Had euer Power Your Soules deer Soules to moue If in your Brests rests any noble Worth Now now or neuer bring it brauely forth For but God aide and your auspicious Speed Wee are vndone Wee our wretched Seed And neuer more shall the Immortall see This Altar Smoaking to His Maiestie While th' Aire is mute so that it scarce can make In Summer dayes an Aspen leafe to shake While Seas be calm so that with Streamers braue A thousand Saile slide on the sleeping Waue While all the Winds be mew'd vp in their Cell 'T is hard to say which Pilot doth excell But when a Tempest one-while sinks a Ship Down to the Bottom of th' infernall Deep â—nother-while with swelling Fury driuen â—ilts with her Tops against the Stars of Heav'n â—aking a Shelfe now and a Rock anon â—hen and but then is a Good Maister know'n Therefore alas let now no carnall Care Of goods liues honors for your priuate Share Make you forget your Common-Country's Loue This Sacred Place th' Honor of GOD aboue â—ut humbly all into His hands resigning Your Soules whole Sway all your Spirits refining â—n sacred Flame from Drosse Mists impure Which too-too-oft the cleerest Eyes obscure â—dvise I pray the best in likely-hood Most pleasing God most for the Publique Good An aged Traytor then whose breath distill'd â—weet Hony Words whose brest with Gall was filld Wringing false Tears from his dissembling Eyes His cursed Drift did in These Terms disguise My Spirits faint my Speech doth faile me quight My frostie haires for horror stand vpright When I consider how This Tyrant fel With Bloud-floods drowning where he coms to quel Drawes neer Vs threatning to our Houses Flames Death to our Selues dishonor to our Dames But when on th' other side to minde I
Dauid's holy Harp and Skill â—othing but Dauid would I warble still â—ut as my Lord great Dauid's Deeds could none Yer-while atchieue but Dauid's Selfe alone Can none but Dauid's Harp Dauid's Hymne Resound aright the Honors due to Him will not therefore with vnworthy Layes â—eeming to praise him derogate his Praise But shall I balk his Son whom Heau'n adorn With Health Wealth Wisdom All-Plenties horn Whose prudent Problems touching euery Theam â—raw thousand Sophysts to IERVSALEM Arabians Indians Africans among â—hain'd by the Charms of his All-Skilfull Tongue â—r Him whose Zeale the Idols so defac't â—e-purg'd GOD'S TEMPLE his Rites re-plac't â—r Him that sawe a heau'nly Hoast descend â—o succour Sion and his Foes offend â—r Him whose Army neer to Gerar yerst â—roud Ethyopians swarming Troops disperst â—r Him who praying for Heav'ns aide to fight Gainst Ammon Moab and Mount-Sëirite â—aw by Them-selues his sad Request ful-filld When Self-incenst Them-Selues they enter-killd But Chaldei's King by Their's Captiuity Put late an End vnto That Monarchy Yet did Great Cyrus Them again restore To Liberty and gaue them furthermore Leaue to elect Two Rulers of their Race Whereof the One who yet supplies the place Was Ioachim who for his holy Life Prowesse and Prudence is respected rise Not sole in Sion but with Ammonites Syrians Sydonians Madians Moabites Thus was my Lord the Prime this the ProgressioÌ„ Of ISRAEL through euery Times succession And Thus the Lord hath lift them nigh to Heau'n Som-times som-times them eueÌ„ to Hel hath driv'n But whether Princely-Priest or Iudge or King Of th' Hebrew Tribes haue had the Gouerning So long as They obseru'd the sacred Pact GOD with their Fathers did by Oath contract Ay prosperous tryumphantly they troad On proudest Foes and all the World abroad Conspir'd in Spight could nothing Them annoy Much lesse distract them least of all destroy On th' other side soon as they haue infreng'd His Ordinance their GOD to be aveng'd Hath thrall'd them now to cruell Moabites Anon to Edom then to Ammonites Then Philistins and ay his Wrath hath bin Heauy vpon them when they hapt to sin If so be therefore any their Offence The iealous Iustice of their GOD incense Mine not their Mounts nor vndermine their Bowers Nor bring thy Rams against their rampir'd Towers Nor scale their Walls nor lead thy Legions With Resolution to assault them once For let them heap on Carmel Libanus On Liban Niphate there-on Emmaus Yea in one Chanel let them muster hither Indus and Rhone Nilus and Rhine togither Tiber and Iber too to fence their Coast They cannot scape from thy victorious Hoast But if they haue not broke the Covenant Which GOD to Abraham his Seed did grant Beware my Lord beware how you come neer This holy Nation to their GOD so deer For should swart Auster him dispeople quight To furnish Thee with all His fit to fight Should swarming Boreas from His vtmost end All His tall Souldiers to Thy seruice send Should Zephyrus add to Thy dreadfull Power His martiall Legions all Hesperians Flower Should lastly Eurus send Thee for Supplyes His Troops which first see Phoebus Rayes arise All These all-daring all-devouring Swarms This armed World or all This World of Arms Could neuer conquer in a thousand yeere The least worst weakest of these Cities heer Because Their GOD will be Their sure Defence That GOD almighty whose Omnipotence Can with a breath confound all Kings that dare As Thou doost now ' gainst Him make open War As th' Oceans Billowes swell not by and by When first the Winds begin to bellow high But first begin to foam then to fume Higher and higher till their Rage presume To chide the Earth check the Welkins Front And bandy Hills against the Heav'nly Mount Euen so the Princes of this Pagan Rout Hearing GOD's prayses forth-with break not out In ragefull Furie but as th' Ammonite Growes in Discourse so grow they in Despight Till at the last with lowd proud murmurings They euen blaspheme the glorious King of Kings Kill cry they kill let 's heaw hale in peeces The subtile Traytor that with wylie Speeches To saue his Hebrews from Rhamnusias Rod Would fright vs with a false and idle God Renowned Generall send but out a score Of All thy Troops they shall soon run-o're Those rascall Rebells and reduce them all Prostrate and humble at Thy feet to fall Ah Coward Villain But the Vice-Roy then Stopping their lowd outrageous Storms again Began him Selfe Thus to the Ammonite O impudent Impostor Tell Mee right What Fiend what Fury hath inspir'd these Spels What Trevet told thee or what Sybel else Made thee belieue the Syrians shall not quell Th' Isaacian Troop but stoope to Israel Whos 's GOD is but their Dream or Fansie vain Or meer Deuise of MOSES subtile brain Neither of power to giue them Victorie Nor from Our hands to rescue Them nor Thee What GOD haue we but the great King of Kings NABVCHADNEZZAR whose drad puissance rings O're all the Earth who couering far nigh The Plains with Horse Hills with Infanterie Shall raze these Runnagates which fled from Nile Haue heer vsurped Others Right yer-while Die therefore Vilain die take the desert Of thy false Tongue of thy treacherous heart What said I fond No Dastard I disdain My valiant Blade in Thy base bloud to stain Thou shalt so quickly not receiue the meed Of thy disloyall and detested Deed For a quick Death is Wretches blisse wee know Them quickly ridding both of Life and Woe But with thy Dayes thy Dolors to protrack Thou shalt from hence vnto Bethulia pack Where still thou shalt through infinite dismay Vndying die a thousand times a day Vntill with Those invincible thou saist With thousand wounds a wretched End thou hast Why tremblest Thou why doth thy colour faile Why seems thy heart for horror so to quaile If so Their GOD be GOD as thou hast vanted Now by thy Face witnesse thy faith vndanted Then the Lord Marshall in Authoritie Vnder the Vice-Roy not in crueltie Transporteth speedy neer Bethulians side Th'vn pagan Pagan hand and foot fast ty'd Leauing His Troops wounded with wondrous griefe To be depriued of so braue a Chiefe Euen so the Puttock in his crooked Serrs The peeping Chicken through the Welkin bears While the poore Dam below cluk-clucking thick Cryes but in vain and calls her rapted Chick The Citizens seeing th'approach of Foes Soon in alarm them all to Arm dispose And with meet Number of their Men of worth And choice Commanders brauely sally forth Faster then Torrents gushing from the Hills Run hopping downe into the lower Fields The Foe retiring to their mightier Bands Leaues captiue Ammon in the Hebrews hands Whom with a forced foot though free in thought And Will right willing to their Town they brought Where round-environd with a curious Crowde Lifting to Heau'n his hands and eyes aloude Thus hee began O Thou great GOD the Guide
hear but blustring Gales â—ome see but Buds when som supply their Granges Each-where the Sun thus Seasons conter-changes When heer there springs both leaf grass together â—s-where the Meads do hang their heads wither So in their turns so in their times he measures His Gifts to all and all partake his Treasures In brief each change of short long Day Night Of Seasons Times Turns returns of Light Which in a whole Yeer everie-where he formes That in the whole World daily He performs So that drad Lord were not Thy sacred Lore Man aboue All would likely Him adore Aâ— some haue don but Supreme Reason showes That all His Glorie vnto Thine hee owes Things finite haue Beginning Beginner Things mov'd a Mover as the wheele the Spinner â—ects their Cause final and formallie â—der then Time Nature or Facultie Even THEE the Cause of Causes Sourse of All First and Last Moover Prime and Principall Infallible involuble insensible All Selfe-comprising else incomprehensible Immense Immortall absolute Infinitie Omnipotent Omniscient DIVINITIE Euen THEE in Whom only begins all Good And all returns into Thy bound-lesse Flood By Order then of thy Decrees divine Th' hast set the Sun o're All the World to shine And as the Subiects lightly suit their King With His faire Light t'enlighten every thing His goodly Face th'vngodly ever fly Seeking for Night's black horrid Canapie To cover Theft Rape Incest Murder too And all foule Sinnes which in the Dark they doo By Him Wee see Thy Works in their Proprietie Discerne their Beauties learn their vast varietie Where without Him the World would all return To th' old first CHAOS or in Blindnes mourn By Him We calculate our Grandsires Dates Th' Increase of Kingdoms Decay of States By Him Thou measur'st Lord to Vs Ours Years Ages Seasons Months Daies Minuts Hoâ— All Wits admire th'immense and wondrous way His great bright Body circuits euery Day The more his Orbe is from the Centre far The longer Daily his great Iournies are Besides his Daily Course his Coursers driue One of three hundred threescore Daies and fiue Fiue Houres three-quarters of which Ouer-plus In euery fourth Year growes a Day with vs. Yet whoso would the Yeer exactly rate In fiue-score-fiue Years must one Leap abate And in threescore for th' Error ready past Should no Bissextile in our Books be plac't But though Wee erre Hee neuer errs at all Nor since Thou didst Him in his State install Hath Hee misst Moment of the Task he ought Though he haue seen Men faile and fall so oft Aboue all Creatures Hee retains of Thee Some-thing conform to Thine Eternitie For though Hee see our hourely Changes heer His Light and Beauty still the same appear How many Changes hath Hee seen on Earth Kings Kingdoms States their Burial their Birth Rising and Falling of triumphant Races Raising and razing of renowned Places How often hath He seen Empres reverst Rich Cities sackt Rare Common-weals disperst Fields turnd to Flouds Seas returnd to Sands While stedfast He between his Tropiks stands Him iust betwixt Six Wanderers hast thou plac't Which prance about Him with vnequall hast All which without Him could no Light reflect As is apparant by the Moones Defect By His Aspect her Own shee daily makes She Wax-less Waen-less doth both waen wax And though to Vs Shee seem a Semi-Ray Her Full round Face doth neuer fall away By His faire Beames as well by Day as Night The full whole Half of Her thick Orb is bright And as She drawes neer or far off from Him So more or lesse Our Halfe is cleer or dim Her vpper Halfe is full in her Coition Her lower Halfe is in her Opposition Her other Quarters other Formes expresse And vp or down-ward shewe Her more or lesse When We see little then the Heav'ns haue store When Heav'ns see little then haue We thee more Neerer the Sun the lesse Shee seems in sight Turning her Horn still to her Opposite At Even Increasing She the Sun succeeds At Morn Decreasing She his Car preceeds So that each Month the Sun environs Her On every side His Splendor to confer Her siluer Light then onely faileth her When th' Earth's between Them in Diameter Which Masks her Beauty with a sable Clowd From Sight of Him her Brother Golden-browd Good Lord what changes dost Thou worke by These Varieties in Aire in Earth Seas Faire or foule Weather Wind or Wet or Thunder To dry or drip or coole or warm Heer-vnder If Shee but smile the fourth day 't will be faire If then She blush we shall haue blustring aire If then her browes be muffled with a Frowne Most of that Month shall sad Tears trickle downe Thus doth the Vigor of the Signes superiour Rule in the Vertues of these things inferiour But All are governd by Thy souerain Might O! happy He who vnderstands it right Thrice happy Hee who sees Thee every-where In Heauen Earth in Water Fire and Aire Who due admiring Thy wise Works of Yore Thee aboue All Thee onely doth adore Who knows Thee so so needs must loue Thee too And with his Will Thy sacred Will would doo Still lifts his Eyes to Heav'n-ward to contemple The stately Wonders of Thy starry Temple Admires the set measur'd Dance of Thine All-clasping Palace azure-crystalline Rare-rich-imbost with glittering studs of Gold And more admires the more hee doth behold 'T's a wondrous thing to see That mighty Mound Hindge-less Ax-less turn so swiftly round And th'heauie Earth propless thogh downward tending Selfe-counter-poiz'd mid the soft Aire suspending On th'ample Surface of whose massie Ball Men round about doe trample over-all Foot against Foot though still ô strange Effect Their Faces all be towards Heav'n erect Those dwelling vnder th' Equinoctiall they Haue all the Year long equal Night and Day Those neer the Tropiks haue them more vn-euen The more the more that they are Nor-ward driuen But Those whose Tents to either Pole are neer Haue but One Night One Day in a yeer Yet All well compast by due ruled Rite Neither then other hath more Darke or Light Thus haue thy Works ô All-Disposing Deitie Some-what conforme for all their great varietie Which Harmony amid so diverse things In All aloud Thy wondrous Wisedom rings But specially wee wonder at the Place Which heer thou hast bestow'd on Adams race To see our selues set on so Round a Ball So firmly hangd iust in the midst of All. For This our Globe hangs Prop-less in the Aire Yet but thy Selfe can nothing shake or sway-her No roaring Storm nor rumbling violence Can moue the Centre 's sad Circumference Which who-so should oppose in Disputation Might be convinc't by easie Demonstration So evident from Sense and Reason erre Who think the Heav'ns stand the Earth doth stir The Parts Whole of same-kind bodies haue Same or like Motions be they light or graue Vp-ward or down-ward round or overthwart Needs must the
â—ull of Corruption foule of hand and hart â—o touch the ARK to vnder-take This Part Ah! pardon Lord O! purifie mee all â—rom all Prophanenesse from Sinne 's bitter Gall And as yâ—r while it pleasd thee to infuse 〈◊〉 mine vnschooled and vnskilfull Muse By vertue of Thine All-sufficing Grace â—mmediat power du-BARTAS Track to trace â—o as how-euer weake and Art-lâ—sse I â—hat Worke findes Welcome with the grauest Eye â—ow more good Lord my Wits Words refine â—o treat diuinely Matter so Diuine â— sacred Spirit now sanctifie my Stile Let not my Sensuall thy pure Sense defile â—ut tune mee right to Eccho as belongs Thy HVSSIAN's Sighs then Thy IESSEAN's Songs And to that end vouchsafe me at Thy pleasure â—esse Need full Life in a lesse Care full leasure â—p 1. NEere where Idumè's dry and sandy Soile Spreads Palmful Forests dwelt a Man yer-while Of life vnblotted and vnspotted Fame God-fearing Iust Sin-flying IOB by Name With due respect to Heauen 's Nature's Law In Wedlocks sweet Yoake did he seemly draw Whence by that Bountie whose all Blessings bee Seavn Sonnes he had and louely Daughters Three Great was his Substance for of fleecie Sheep Vpon the Downes seavn Thousand did he keep Fiue hundred yoak of Oxen did he owe Fiue hundred Ass-shees Camels six times so Great Train within doores great Train with-out Made him esteem'd through all the East about His Sons by turns their Sisters did inuite And feast each other in a Daily Rite IOB blest them euery Even and euery Morn When first Aurora's rosie beames return The good Old-man to GOD in humble-wise For each of them did offer Sacrifice Lest They might haue mis-don mis-said mis-thought Or in their Feasts offended GOD by ought While happy IOB thus brought the yeere about It came to pass one day when all the Rout Of Light-full Angels did themselues present Before the Foot-stoole of th' Omnipotent There also came the Executioner Th' ambitious Prince Malicious Lucifer With whom the LORD expostulating Thus Said Sathan say Whence comest Thou to vs I come said Hee from walking in and out And compassing the Earthlie Ball about Hast thou not then suruey'd my Seruant IOB Reply'd the LORD whose like in all the Globe There is not found so full of louing-feare So faithfull fruitfull rightfull and sincere Is it for Nothing said the subtle Foe That IOB adores and loues and feares Thee so Hast thou not hedg'd him safe on euery side Hast thou not heapt him Blessings far and wide But for awhile with-hold thy Fauour 's stream With-draw thy hand and hide thy Bounties beam Then shalt thou see or double my Disgrace Hee will anon blaspheme thee to thy Face Lo said th' Eternall from this instant hower All that he hath is in thy hand and power All but Himselfe Himselfe I sole exempt Sathan eftsoones assumes his bold Attempt As all his Children were together met Their elder Bâ—others haâ—tâ—e Cheere to eat Camâ—one to OB â—unning breathless nigh Scarce coulâ— he speak yet weakly thus did cry Ah! woe is me to be the Messenger Of so sad Nâ—wâ—s is now I bring you Sir As all your Oxen vnder painfull yoak Their pointed Iourneyes in your Fallowes broke And as your Asses in the Meads did feed Sâ—bêâ—n â— hieues came forth with furious speed And tooke them all and all your Seruants slew I onely scap't to come and tell it you While He yet spake there came Another in Hared and hot and Thus did He begin Sir from the Heav'ns a suddaine Fire did fall Among your â—heep hath consum'd them all And slaine your Seruants yer they could eschew I onely scâ—p't to come and tell it You. While He yet spake Another came amaz'd And sadly sâ—d Sir while your Camels graz'd In your owne Pâ—stures vp and down the Lands The proud Chaldéans in three armed Bands Surpriz'd them all and all your Seruants slew I onely scap't to come and tell it you While He yet spake Another came and cryde In pitious Fright as if himselfe beside O 〈◊〉 your Sons Daughters all the rest Were met to day at my young Masters Feast Where from beyond the Wilderness anon A suddain Whirle-wind rose and rusht vpon The corners of the House and shooke it so That instantly it fell from Top to Toe And with the Fall them altogether slew I onely scap't to come and tell it you Then starting vp IOB gan his clothes to rent Shaues his hoare haire his head with ashes sprent As in a swoune falls to the ground with grones And semi-sighing Thus himselfe bâ—mones Ah! Naked came I from my Mothers wombe Naked I shall returne vnto my Tombe The LORD hath taken what himselfe hath giuen Blessed be GOD th' Almighty LORD of Heauen Yet did not IOB for all that him mis-fell Murmur at GOD nor inly sink or swell Nor sinne against th' eternall Prouidence But suffred all with humble Patience ANother day when all the sacred Bands Caâ— â— Came all attending their high Kings coÌ„mands Came also Hee whose Enuie since Hee fell FroÌ„ Heavn hath striu'n to hale down Man to Hell With whom the LORD expostulateth Thus Now Sathan say Whence comest Thou to Vs I come said He from walking in and out And compassing the Earthlie Ball about Then Hast thou found replyes th' Omnipotent In all thy Circuit Man more confident Or minde more Constant or more faithfull Soule Then IOB my Seruant whom thine Enuy foule Late vrg'd my Leaue by sharp Assaults to try How hast thou sped What hast thou got thereby Alas said Hee I reft him but the things That flie from Men with transitory wings And therefore he regards his losse the lesse But would thy Power him somwhat neerer presse Would'st thou permit me touch him to the quick I yeeld me conquer'd if he doe not kick If more he serue trust pray or praise thy Grace If he in fine blaspheme not to thy Face Pinch but his Body and then Skin for Skin Hee 'l wince without and sodain flinch within Go Fiend said GOD sith th' art so obstinate Fall on my IOB him felly cruciate Touch not his Soule his Body only touch Hence Satan hyes glad that he might so much Without Delay then with the most Despight He sets on IOB and in most pitious Plight With vlcerous Anguish fils his body so That crusted all in Scabs from top to toe Amid the Ashes sad and desolate Scraping his Sores with shels or sherds he sate Yet Constant still still calmely Patient Without a word of grudging Discontent Then said his Wife What helps Integrity What boots it Man alas curse GOD and die Go foolish Woman the good man reply'd Thy rebell heart doth thy rash tongue mis-guide Shall we from GOD of Good receiue our Fâ—ll And at his pleasure not partake of Ill So IOB as yet for all that him mis-fell Displeas'd not GOD but bore it wondrous well By This the light-foot fether-tongued Dame Had farre
addresse Him would I seek of Him would I enquire Whose Works are great whose Wonders all admire Vnspiable Vnspeakeable by Man Immutable Inserâ—table to scan Who on the Earth the raine at pleasure poures And in the Streets distills the liquid Showers Who lifts the Lowly vp brings downe the Lofty And reares sad Mourners vnto Health and Safety Who dissipates the craftiest Policies And dis-appoints the Counsells of the Wise Who takes the wariest in their proper Wiles And Wicked ones in their owne Guile beguiles So that they meet with Darknes in the Day And as at Midnight groap at Noon their way But He preserues the Poore from sword tongue And cruell hands of Tyrants prone to wrong So that the Poore shall haue their blessed Hope But Wicked ones their cursed mouthes shal stop Lo then how happy he whoÌ„ GOD correcteth Repine not therefore that he Thee afflicteth He wounds heales he strikes he restores He sendeth Plagues Plaisters for the Sores Hee in six Troubles shall deliuer thee And in the seauenth thou shalt be danger-free He will preserue thee from fel Famines rage And from the Sword of War thee dis-ingage Thou shalt be safe froÌ„ scourging tungs of Momes Nor shalt thou fear Destruction when it comes â—ay thou shalt laugh at it and Death derâ—de Not dreading Beasts of fellest Pawes and Pride â—tones thorns thistles shal be friends with thee With thee the Beasts in constant league shall be And as without thou shalt haue Peace within Thy house thou shalt behold it and not sin Thou shalt perceiue thy Seeds seeds seed to spred As Grass in Fields Flowers in euery Mead. â—n a full Age to thine own Graue shalt Thou As in due time Corne to the Barne or Mow. Lo This is Truth and Thus we daily try-it Consider it and to thy Selfe apply-it â—ap 6. IOB then reply'd ô were my Sorows waigh'd And with my Suffrings in iust Balance layd They would exceed the Seas wet Sands in poize Therefore alas they swallow vp my voice For th'Arrowes of th' Almightie keen and quick Haue thrilled me still within mee stick Their Anguish makes my spirits faint quaile me Alas the Terrors of the LORD assaile me Braies the wilde Asse if he haue grass his fill Or lowes the Oxe if he haue fodder still Vnsauory things who without Salt can eat In whites of Eggs is there a taste of meat Yet am I faine alas and forc't indeed Of what my Soule abhorred most to feed O! that the LORD would daign me my desire Grant me my Loâ—ging grant what I require Which is but This that He would end my dayes Let goe his hand and let me goe my waies So should I yet haue Comfort though I burn In bitter pangs of Death I will not spurn Let him not spare me for yet do not I The holy Word of th' Holy-One denie But ô What Power haue I to persist What may ensue if I shall long subsist Am I as hard as tough as strong alas As strongest Stones or is my Flesh of Brass Nay am I not already Impotent My spirits consumed my strength all spent In Crosses Comforts should Friends most afford But men alas haue left to feare the LORD My Brethren haue deceiu'd mee as a Brooke As rifing Flouds they haue me soone forsook Which foule and deep in Winter all o're-flow Or crusted thick with ice no moisture show Or else in Summer by Sol's thirsty Ray Are licked-vp and quicklie dry'd away While Trauailers to Thaema and Saba thought To water there for their succour sought But failing quite and frustrate of the same They are confounded they blush for shame Even such are you you see me ill appaid In dismall Plight and you are all dismaid Why are yee so When haue I bid you bring Or out of yours supply me any thing Or crav'd of you auxiliarie Bands To reskue me from Foes or Tyrants hands Shew me mine Error where I haue gone wrong Tell me my Fault and I will hold my tongue But bold and free 's the speech of Innocence Which of you can reproue and what Offence Thinke You aduantage of my words to haue As if Affliction made me wildely raue Then on the Orphan doth your furie fall You dig a Pit to catch your Friend withall Therefore vouchsafe me better to revise Wrong me no more My words be neither lyes Neither my deeds as you shall find I trust If you returne in that behalfe vniust Complain I causeless Do I counterfait Is not my mouth with Anguish all repleat â—ap 7. HAth not Man's warfare his set limits heere As hath the Hireling by the day or yeere As toyled Seruants for the Night attend And weary Taskers for their Labors end So haue I looked but alas in vain For end of Sorrowes for ease of Pain Perpetually my fruitless Months proceed My tedious Nights incessantly succeed No sooner layd down but I long to rise Tired with tossing till the Morning spies My Flesh is clad with Worms with excrement Of lothsom dust my Skin doth rot and rent My Dayes flit faster then the Shuttles slide From Weauers hands whipping froÌ„ side to side Consider Lord my Life is but a Blast Mine eye no more shall see the Goodnes past Who now beholds me shall no more anon â—f Thou look-on Mee I eft-soones am gon As Clowdes do passe quite away do flit Whoso descends ascends not from the Pit Neither returnes vnto his wonted owne Nor of his place is any more be-known Therefore alas I will not spare to speake â— cannot hold needs must I silence break Amid the anguish of my Spirits distresse And in the depth of my Soules bitternesse Am I a Sea or Whale that with a Gard Thou girtest me keep'st me in so hard â—f I haue said In silence of the Night When drousie Humor siels-vp euery Sight When All aboue in vnder Aire Earth Seas â—â— quiet Slumber seem to take their Ease â— may be that my painfull Pangs shall cease â— may be that my Passions shall haue peace With fearefull Visions then thou doost affray me With Dreames Fansies dreadfully dismay me So that my Soule had rather chuse at once To die then liue in Durance of my Bones Wearie of life liue alwaies shall I not Then leaue me Lord alas my dayes are nought O! What is Man that thou extoll'st him so That Thou on Him doost euen thy heart bestow That euery Morning Him thou visitest And euery Moment Him examinest How is it that Thou leau'st me not a little Alas nor lett'st me swallow-in my spettle O! Thou Preseruer of Mankind I knowe And I acknowledge I haue sinn'd but O! What shall I say What shall I do to Thee Why in thy Wrath doost Thou incounter Mee Why mak'st Thou Me alas the Mark White To thy Displeasure in my Selfe's despight Remit O Lord what I haue ill omitted Remoue alas what I haue miss-committed For now I
of Marks so mercie-less So impious Pride of hearts so Pitie-less Who burd'ning Subiects more then beare they câ—â— Hold neither God for God nor Man for Man But whither run I on so harsh a string Out of my Tune to tell how This good King Reprou'd bad Princes of his Time for pressing Their People cause-less with vncessant Sessing Let 's re-assume our Song our proper Theam Let 's passe-by Vice rather couering them 〈◊〉 Them recounting in eternall Story â—s returne to sing of Vertues Glory â—ow happy is the Prince who squaring right â—â—cred Lawes the limits of his Might 〈◊〉 in Well-dooing and as Iust as Wise â—ks not himselfe to raign saue Noblewise 〈◊〉 He his People heeds and hearing aye 〈◊〉 iust Complaints doth in due time repay 〈◊〉 euery Monarch with deuotion vowes â—OD Men when first his royall Browes â—er so many solemne Mysteries 〈◊〉 hopeful Subiects wishfull ioyful Cryes â—n the glad-sad sacred Diadem 〈◊〉 instantly from thence-forth puts on Him Robe of Power which those doth much mis-suit â—aue not on rare Vertues richest Suit â—ong such Kings who ay as Right directs â—re their Greatnes by their Good-effects â—y their Fortunes or their Force of hand â—ny Nations vnder their Command â—at illustrious Prince to whom we pay â—k Duties in this Hymnik Lay. â—hile at home he happy Peace inioyd â—uer suffer'd day to vanish voyd Of giuing Audience extending free Fruits of his Iustice vnto each Degree Grieuing in minde grudging at those as lost Less worthy spent although vnwilling most Perswaded sure that with what eye or eare His Peoples Case a Prince doth heed and heare With like the Lord in his extreame Affaires Will looke on Him listen to his Prayers That that same pompous glittering glorious Slauâ— Improperly calld Royall for the Brauery In proper speech by due Experience scand 'T 's an Onerous-Honor a Confin'd Command That Kings were made for Subiects not they Not They for Kings that though both Land Sâ— Adore their Greatnes Lawes Support alone Yet Princes Eares are not indeed their Owne But their own Peoples that doe humbly liue Vnder th' obedience of the Lawes They giue That to be briefe of mightiest Kings that are Labour 's the Glory and their Greatnes Care Such sound Instructions from his Cradle vs'd His vertuous Mother wisely had infus'd Which in his Princely brest digesting milde A Man he practiz'd what he learnt a Childe â—dy to heare the meanest that complaine â—erring wisely such a sacred paine â—re the pleasure of the choicest Sport â—ld be deuisd in Countrey or in Court â—nce in his People such Affection spreads â—y bless his Birth-day the ground he treads â—him their Father with Vowes amain â—uent the Altars for his long-long Raign â— that Wish the Sum of their Desire â—ained All all Prayers could require â—d to beg of Heav'ns eternall Bountie â—king Peace Riches Religion Plentié â—ll the Blessings which ASTREA's hand â—lant or poure vpon a happy Land â—at Tracts of Art What Tropes of Eloquences â—uely represent to modern Princes â— euen Envies Self shall nought controule Self-seuere Integritie of Soule â—e humble patient constant Temperance â—o Successor as yet had in France â—et els-where how-euer euery State â—et admire it none can imitate â—ROPE where euer Vice and Vertue most â—triuen for Empire best worst to boast Hath whilom seen Kings treading in the Path Of notedst Tyrants who with Threatful Wrath And all the Terrors which Man 's Cruell Rage To fright Mankinde had found in former age Restraind their Subiects froÌ„ their Deaths CoÌ„spiring Who so less-daring had the more desiring But This right generous Prince still walking fit Within the Path which Tyrants neuer hit Onely restraind all Publique Insolence By th'euen-born Raines of his own Innocence Giuing so little hold to Mal-contents Taking at sharp Reproofs so small Offence That by effect his Royall Soule did showe That in the same no liuelier Flame did glowe Then a Desire so Temperate to frame-him That all might boldly none might iustly blame â— Smooth Soothers poysoning by the Eare the â— Pernitious Weeds who Ivie-like subuert Distort destroy the Trees you climbe vpon Still feeding Vice with such Contagion That seldom Soules who with Applause approâ— Your praising them do ought Praise-worthy louâ— Vizards of Homage Vertues Pestilence Right ill-come were You to This Vertuous Pri◠〈◊〉 shunning aye Your banefull Whisperings â—â—mmon Poisoners of the publique Springs â—rr'd your presence could better brook â—ss-Fault-finder then a Fawner's look â—uch a Noble Minde remote from Vice â—g true Honor loatheth Flatteries â—â—at pleasure took He how extream Delight â— stories where many times hee might â—w him Seife amaz'd to read the things â— said of Kings which none dare say to Kings â— was he rapt how sweetly extased â— that diuine Eternall Will he read â—e with so liberall iust louing hand â—hares to His the Heav'nly-Holy-land â—at which is said of Alexander's loue â—omer's Works whose graces all approue â—well of Him for honoring the Miracles Heav'nly Author speaking in his Oracles â—h as a precious Treasure richly cas't â—ld Cedar had hee neer him plac't â—g it aye his Ioy of Exercises â— uâ— of Vertues the Curb of Vices â—â—ly his Tublik Cares lent Leasure â—nt â—t not in more contenting pleasure Then That so sacred Studie's Fruit imparts To th'healthy Taste of true God-fearing hearts And well appeared by rare rich Effects Of Vertues shining ouer all his Acts That that diuine Seed happy sowne the while Fell in no Thorny Stony Sandy Soile For if that euer Soule did Vice auoid If euer heer meer humane Spirit inioyd Prowes Pietie Prudence and Iustice mixt Without the Foil of Follies Drosse betwixt FroÌ„ proudest Wrong the poorest Right defendinâ— Disdaining Pleasures towards Vice but tending Milde to the Meek to Malapert austere To good men Bountious to the bad Seuere 'T was This braue Prince WhoÌ„ They do best reseâ— In Whom These Vertues most of all assemble Kings of his Time raigning in East and West Reuéring him for such his Greatnes blest Th' Afflicted Princes chose him for Refuge The Strong for Friend Those at Strife for Iudgâ— When they grew weary to dispute their Cause By th' old sharp Argument Kings Furie drawes When Mars vsurping milde Astréa's room In sted of Words their Swords must giue the Doâ— â—en Iniurie with Iniury repelling 〈◊〉 strength of Lawes by stronger Lawes refelling 〈◊〉 back their Own or Others Claim to barr â—y seek their Right in Might their Peace in War Such was S t. LEWIS and Such was wel-neer Own S t. EDWARD and ELIZA deer 〈◊〉 for Her Sex the Salique Law perchance â—s Her Succession to the Saints of France â—ll prime Vertues of a complete Prince â—ake a Saint-King And if euer Since â—ROPE hath seen or any kingdom know'n â—uing Shrine of Both These Saints in One â—ugh some Suspect of the smooth Soothing Crime â—e grosse Neglect of This Ingratefull Time Envie prone