hight That the last part on this Worlds Stage was shown Else to vpbraid as a prodigious sight Them who did haste what bent to haue ouer-thrown And others all thus rais'd more glad do ryse Of Soules birth once then of their Bodies thryse 106 There come those two from whence no Flesh can know Yet not more soone then whom fraile Eyes saw dead Of which as Types one to each World did show That Mortalls might be straight Immortall made Grosse Bodies mount and some Death not ouerthrow A Laberinth whence Nature none can lead In most euill tymes most good to be mark'd so Those did from hence mans common Way not go 107 That godly man by GOD judg'd Iust to be Translated was that he might not see Death Being Death to him his LORD despis'd to see Whilst poysond with vile Mens blasphemous Breath Or else at last from Pangs and Horrours free He priuiledg'd from all the signes of Wrath Did part not die from Sinne not Life estrang'd Soules must remoue else haue their lodging chang'd 108 Whilst him saue GOD who ought disdain'd to feare Vile Baals Scourge of Kings who scorn'd the Ire With flamming Steeds a burning Coach did beare The Wind being Wagoner an Angell Squire Twix this grosse Globe and the celestiall Spheare Zeale did triumph euen as it fought with Fyre That Heauen and Earth both might his Glory know As earst his Toyles when but contemn'd below 109 As where he liue or lyes to turne or stay To dispute easie is hard to conclude The LORD perchance committed him to Clay As one with whom He on Mount Tabor stood Else not dissolu'd but changd when borne away And some thinke kept apart yet to do good For without all no Saints perfected be The Maide-borne-bodie so Heauens onely see 110 A loude Alarme still doubling from aboue The Word Eternall may make Breath abound All this vaste Circuit doth a Trumpet proue Whose Concaue wastes not but maintaines the sound At the first blast nought else saue it did moue As drearie Silence had prepard the ground But till all Eares be fill'd it higher swells A horrid Echo roaring from the Hells 111 Those guiltie Soules what further comfort shields From sleepe whose Conscience with the Bodie stares Then when they see as Grasse ouer all the fields Men grow about them O what frozen Hearts Earth labour'd long a Monstrous Haruest yeelds Which straight Heauens Husband loe grindes sifts and parts Who can but thinke how such endure this sight And yet what they attend makes it seeme light 112 He who them hates that he should others grace Both Grief and Enuie tortures them at once Of two who rest companions in one place One pleas'd doth joy the other desp'rat moues One parts as pointed for Eternall Peace The other sign'd for paine stayes howles and grones Thus of the Godlies good the first degree Is from the wicked that they parted be 113 Those Creatures who still sound did neuer fall That fatall Summons do no sooner heare Then those whom it forth from the Dust doth call Where they had slept euen manie a hundreth yeare Soules lodgings thus which had bene ruin'd all Straight builded then first perfect do appeare The Iust they first the Reprobat last moue Which bide below whilst others flie aboue 114 Those Temples then which not dissolu'd still stay A Mysterie difficult to conceaue All debt of death not dying shall defray The other life being com'de ere this them leaue The Bodies then all frailtie burn'd away Being quintessenc'd new qualities receaue Which though still quicke yet in their Sinnes being dead Ere mortall prou'd shall be Immortall made 115 If oft to gaze a multitude remaines To hold his Court whilst it some Prince attends Who still being mette with many stately Traines Doth make a Musters of imagin'd friends As by small Brookes a Flood swolne when it raines Till that on him it seemes the World depends That Pomp to all a reuerent aw imparts And strykes with Terrour Malefactours Hearts 116 Thinke with what glory CHRIST must wondring wonne Whilst thundring Terrour and yet lightning Grace He might come clad with Starres crown'd with the Sunne But to his brightnesse such as base giue place His court at first of heauenly Hostes begunne From hence enlarg'd is in a litle space O what strange noyce doth all the World rebound Whilst Angells sing Saints shout and Trumpets sound 117 My rauish'd Soule transcending Reasons reache So earnest is to surfet on this sight That it disdaines what may high thoughts empeach Whilst mounting vp to Contemplations hight Which flight so farre doth passe the power of speech That only Silence can pursue it right And that my Spirit may be refresh'd that way It must a space amidst dombe Pleasures stray FINIS
made The World a Tenniscourt the Rackets Fates Great Kings are Balls when GOD will tosse their States 85 To them whom GOD to do Great things doth chuse He generous Mindes and noble Thoughts imparts And doth in them all Qualities infuse That are requyr'd to act Heroick parts Of Matters base then making others muse He breakes their spirits and vilifies their Hearts As Greatnesse still a gallant Mind preceeds A staggering Courage Fortunes fall succeeds 86 The glancing Glory dazeled euery Eye Of Greece and Rome made all the Muses song On both the Wings of Worth which forth did flie By Valour rais'd borne vp on learning long But now both base in abject Bondage lie Whose Brood proues now as Faint as once thought Strong That with their Empyres made their Enemies Spoyles Their Spirits seeme too transferr'd to forraine Soyles 87 For Nations once which strangers were to Fame On whom as Monsters Ciuill Lands did gaise Those who in scorne did them Barbarians name Do now surpasse in all which Merits praise Thus Glories Throne is made the Seate of Shame Who were obscure do Honour highest raise Nought constant is below no not true Worth It melted South and freezes in the North. 88 What Heart not quakes when as it doth record The Vengeance huge inflicted whyles below Not onely Gentiles thus being then abhorr'd High indignation justlie did ou'rthrow That Heritage long labour'd by the LORD Which as his Portion he would onlie owe As loath'd for Sinne or for Repentance lou'd GODS Minion whyles a Strangers Slaue whyles prou'd 89 By monstrous Plagues GOD did his power expresse In Nilus Bounds which yet admir'd remaines The subtill Sorcerers forcing to consesse That his owne Finger pointed out their paines The Seas retir'd would not his Will transgresse Till Squadrons march'd vpon their Virgin Plaines He gloriously triumph'd ou'r Pharaos Hoste What Israell sau'd that the Egyptians lost 90 GOD Wonders made not strange to Jacobs brood When their great Iourney boldly was begunne Ouer them a Cloud by Day by Night Fyre stood A guide a guard a shadow and a Sunne Rockes vomited a Flood Heauens rain'd downe Food Canaan was miraculouslie wonne Their Armes did Armies spoyle huge Giants kill Weake blasts breath'd walls the Sun as charm'd stood still 91 But who can thinke and trust trust not admire That those Ingrate to such a GOD could proue Who oft had seene aboue their owne Desire By Wonders Power by Benefits his Loue Yet They prouok'd the Holy One to Ire And did the Mighties Indignation moue Till as abhorr'd the Land did spue Them forth And Jordans Glory grac't Euphrates Worth 92 That Realme the Worlds first Froth and now the Lees Of which for Israell Angels Hostes had slaine The Lord transplanting Men as Men do Trees It Israell made a Captiue to remaine The stately Temple nought from ruine frees Whose sacred Vessels Ethnickes did prophane Yet all turn'd back by a repenting Faith Sole Mortalls Teares quench the Immortalls Wrath. 93 And yet of all the Workes which GOD hath wrought None more to stray Opinions course permittes Then our Saluation offred vrg'd not sought At which who highest aymes the Trueth worst hittes What was contemn'd a pretions Treasure bought A Mysterie surmounting Vulgar Wittes The Worker not the Worke must moue our Mindes Celestiall Secrets Faith not Reason findes 94 O who could looke for Glory from the Dust Or for a Sauiour fettred in the Graue The Power which wrought it must giue Power to trust This Iudgetnent else all Iudgements will deceaue O Iustice mercifull O Mercy just He lost his best Belou'd his Foes to saue And euen to suffer suffer did his Sonne The Victorie ouer Hell is hardly wonne 95 The Word was Flesh the God-head dwelt with Men Inuisible yet subject to the Sight He whom no Bounds could bound was bounded then Whilst earthly Darknesse clouded heauenly Light Birds had their Nests and euery Beast a Den Yet had he nought who did owe All of right No Kind of Thing the wicked World could moue Not Wonders done below Words from aboue 96 Those Wonders then which sacred Writes record Did Some conuert A Multitude amaze What did not GODS own Word do by a Word Lame ran Deafe heard Dumb spake Deuils fled Dead raise Of seruants Servant whilst of Lords the LORD Did seeke but his own Paine Mans Good GODS Praise To marie Heauen with Earth He first beganne GOD without Mother without Father Man 97 Who neuer did beginne He would beginne That Life 's chiefe Fountaine might of Life be reau'd The Innocent would beare the Weight of Sinne That by his Sufferings Sinners might be sau'd Yet that which GOD must giue and none can winne Though offred freely many not receau'd Whilst on a Tree CHRIST gain'd when tortur'd most What by a Tree for Pleasure Adam lost 98 The Worlds great Iudge was judg'd and Worldlings stood Euen glorious Glory glorying to disgrace They damn'd as Euill the Author of all Good Though Death of Death who vnto Death gaue Place Ah for our Ransome offring vp his Blood Huge was the Warre he had ro make our Peace The Heire of Heauen daign'd to descend to Hell That in the Heauen Hell-worthy Men might dwell 99 The Father saw the Sonne surcharg'd with Woe Yet would to Calme his Griefe no Fauour show For Man could not refound nor GOD forgoe That Debt which the first Man did justly ow CHRIST as a GOD could not haue suffred so Nor haue as Man preuaild but both below He Men most grac'd when Men him most disgrac'd Iustice and Mercy mutually embrac'd 100 VVhen GOD confirm'd with many fearefull Wonder The great Worke which was wrought for them he lou'd Heauen clad with Darknesse mourn'd Earth sob'd asunder Thus Creatures wanting Sence were highly mou'd VVho should haue had had none nor could not ponder VVhat did import the Anguish which he prou'd But of his Torments strange which did abound Ah Mans Ingratitude did deepest wound 101 O wicked off-spring of a Godly Syre VVho saw the Sauiour of the VVorld arise That which your Fathers did so oft desire Yet could not get that which you did despise VVho Mercy mock'd prepare your selues for Ire He liues he liues whose Death you did deuise His Blood not spent in vaine must wash or drowne Those whome it cannot cleanse it shall sincke downe 102 To rest on them and Theirs Iewes who did cry For CHRISTS contemned Blood had what they sought Then Blood no Burden with more VVeight doth lie Euen as they his so was their Ou'rthrovv vvrought They by the Romane Povver did make Him die And them the Romane Povver to Ruine brought VVhilst for their Cause GOD euery Thing had curst Romes mildest Emperour prou'd for them the VVorst 103 Ierusalem the Faire IEHOV AHS Loue Repudiated by disdainfull VVrath A bastard Race did beare vvhom Nought could moue A vile Adultresse violating Faith Then did the VVorlds Delight her Terrour proue And Harmes perform'd foretold by sacred Breath Nought
A ♡ DOOMES-DAY OR THE GREAT DAY OF THE LORDS IVDGEMENT BY Sr. WILLIAM ALEXANDER KNIGHT AH Printed by ANDRO HART and are to be solde at his shop on the North-side of the high Street a litle beneath the Crosse ANNO DOM 1614 TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE ROBERT Viscount Rochester Knight of the most noble order of the Garter and one of his Majesties most honourable priuy Councell THAT the World may haue some publicke testimonie of that priuat loue which your Vertues long since had begotten with my thoughts my Lord this is a small sparke flowne from a great Flame towardes you whose glory is that you onely of all the subjects of this Isle haue the Altar of your honour adorned with offrings from both the Nations in this kind as if your Worth were the Center where both our affections should meete making an vnion in minds a course both worthy of the credite of your place and of your estimation with the world Who more great with Augustus then Mecoenas none so great with the Muses This subject may be thought by some of too melancholicke a Nature for your youth and state but yet is vnnecessarie for neither it may serue for that Macedonians Page who vsed euery Morning to call to him PHILIP thou must die though not so importunatly vrging yet when looked on it is a dumbe remembrer both of death judgement of all what was in the World of what is likely to be when it ends But long may you liue your Fortune still striuing to equall your Worth your Worth to exceed your Fortune and the World to admire both both being ripe before your yeares This for the present is but like vnripe fruits an imperfect piece wrested from a mind many wayes distracted involued in doubtfull designes the successe of some whereof I hope hereafter hauing purchased me fame from the World who for that effect will leaue no way of worth within the compasse of my power vnattempted may make me the more able to communicat it with another for none can giue what he hath not himselfe alwayes I purpose when my mind is more calme to end this Worke but neuer that desire which I haue To serue your Honour S. WILLIAM ALEXANDER To. Sr. W. A. LIKE Sophocles the hearers in a trance With Crimson Cothurne on a stately Stage If thou march forth where all with pompe doth glance To moue the Monarches of the Worlds first Age Or if like Phoebus thou thy Selfe aduance All bright with sacred Flames known by Heauēs Badge To make a Day of Dayes which scornes the Rage Whilst when they end it what should come doth Scance Thy Phoenix-Muse still wing'd with VVonders flies Praise of our Brookes Staine to old Pindus Springs And who thee follow would scarce with their Eyes Can reach the Spheare where thou most sweetlie sings Though string'd with Starres Heauēs Orpheus Harpe enrolle More worthy Thine to blaze about the Pole WILLIAM DRVMMOND A DOOMES-DAY OR THE GREAT DAY OF the Lordes Iudgement The first Houre THE ARGVMENT GOD by his workes demonstratiuely prou'd His Prouidence impugning Atheisme vrg'd The Deuills from Heauen from EDEN Man remou'd Of guiltie Guestes the World by water purg'd Who never sinn'd to die for Sinne behou'd Those who him scourg'd in Gods great wrath are scourg'd Some temporall Plagues and feareful Iudgements past Are cited bere as Figures of the last 1 THou of whose Power not reach'd by Reasōs hight The Sea a Drop we Earth a Mote may call And for whose Trophees stately to the sight The Azure Arke was rear'd although too small And from the Lamp of whose most glorious light The Sunne a sparke weake for weake eyes did fall Breath thou a heauenly Furie in my brest I sing the SABBOTH of eternall rest 2 Though All in all defin'd by nought confin'd O thou whose Feet the Cloudes for Dust afford Whose Voyce the Thunder and whose Breath the Wind Whose Foot-stoole Earth Seate Heauen Workes of thy Word Guards Hostes of Angels mouing by thy Mind Whose Weapons Famin Tempest Pest and Sword My cloudy Knowledge by thy Wisdome cleare And by my Weaknesse make thy Power appeare 3 Loe rauish'd LORD with pleasure of thy Loue I feele my Soule enflam'd with sacred Fires Thy Iudgements and thy Mercies whilst I moue To publish to the World my Spirit aspires LORD by thy Helpe this Enterprise approue That the Successe may second my Desires Make Sathans race to tremble at my liues And Thine rejoyce while as thy Glory shines 4 Yee blinded Soules who euen in Frailtie trust By moments Pleasures earning endlesse Paine Whilst charg'd with liuing Chaines vile Slaues to Lust Of Earth and earthly till en-earthd againe Heare hold and weigh my Words for once yee must The strange Effects of what I tell sustaine I go to Sing or Thunder in your Eares A Heauen of comfort or a Hell of feares 5 All my transported Thoughts at randone flie As stray'd to search that which they can not find Whilst silent Wondring makes a settled Eye A huge Amazement clouded hath my Mind How some dare scorne as if a fabulous Lie That Those should rise whom Death hath once declin'd And like to Beastes a beastly Life they leade Who nought attend saue Death when they are dead 6 But yet what I admir'd not strange doth seeme When as I heare O Heauens that such should breath That there be Men if Men we may esteeme Tronkes which are voyde of Soules Soules voyde of Faith Who all this World the Worke of Fortune deeme Not hoping Mercy nor not fearing Wraith There is no GOD Fooles in their Harts do say Yet make their Harts their Gods and them obey 7 The glassie Heauens which Glory doth array Are Mirrours of GODS admirable Might There whence forth spreads the Night forth springs the Day He fixt the Fountaines of this temporall light Where stately Starres enstall'd some stand some stray All sparkes of his great Power though small yet bright By what none vtter can no not conceaue All of GODS Glory Shaddowes may perceaue 8 What glorious Lights through crystall Lanternes glance As alwayes burning with their Makers loue Spheares keep one Musicke they one Measure dance Like Influence below like Course aboue And all by Order led not drawne by Chance With Majestie as still in Triumph moue And prodigall of light seeme showting thus Looke vp all Soules and gaze on GOD through vs. 9 This pondrous Masse though oft deform'd still faire Great in our sight yet then a Starre more small Is ballanc'd as a Mote amidst the Aire None knowes how hung yet to no side doth fall And yearely springs growes ripe fades falls rich bare Mens Mother first still Mistresse yet their Thrall It centers Heauens Heauens compasse it both breed Bookes where of GOD the gnorant may reed 10 What ebbes flowes swells and sinkes who constant keepes Which from the Earth burstes in aboundance out As she her Brood would wash or for them weepes
thy Soule Poore sinfull Wretch who then art toss'd with Breath Whilst desp'rat Anguish no way can controule The raging Torrent of consuming Wrath In euery Corner where thy Eyes can roule Their sweetest showes more bitter are then Death Who can expresse thy Feelings or thy Feares Which euen Repentance can not helpe with Teares 43 To looke aloft if thou dare raise thy Sight Weigh'd down as damn'd by guiltie actions gone What Horrour Terrour Errour all affright Thee trembling thee who out of tyme do'st grone Oft shall thou wish that thee falne Mountaines might Hyde from his Face who sittes vpon the Throne But ah in vaine a lurking Place is sought Nought can be couered now no not one Thought 44 The dreadfull Noyse which that great Day proclaimes When mix'd with Sighes and Shouts from Mortalls here O how deform'd a Forme Confusion frames None can well thinke till that it selfe appeare Whilst Clouds of Smoake deliuered are of Flames They darken would their Birth it them would cleare But whilst Both striue None Victorie attaines This endlesse Darkenesse bodes that endlesse Paines 45 If seeking Helpe from thy first Parent slyme Lo Plutoes Palace Dongeons of Despaire As fyr'd by Furies kindled by thy Cryme Ben to encroach on interdicted Aire Do gape to swallow thee before the tyme Whom they foresee damn'd for a Dweller there Heauen ouer thy Head Hell burnes beneath thy Feet As both in Rage to fight with Flammes would meet 46 With Owlie Eyes which horride Lightnings blind This to admire the Reprobat not neede Match'd with the Horrours of a guiltie Mind Nought from without but Pleasure can proceed Sinke in their Bosomes Hells and they shall find More vglie things a Iuster feare to breed Of all most loath'd since first the World began No greater Monster then a Wicked Man 47 All sorts of Creatures soone consum'd remaine Crush'd by their death whose lyues on them depend Their treasons partners whom they entertaine Mans Forfeiture doth too towards them extend Whom since they can no further serue againe True Vassalls thus they with their Lords will end Though oft they them like Tyrants did abuse Whom as Ingrate their Dusts that day accuse 48 Ere it we can call com'd that which is past Charg'd with Corruption flowlie I pursue Since without Hope to reach though following fast That which like lightning quickly scapes the view I where I cannot walke a compasse cast And must seeke wayes to common knowledge due For Mortalls eares my Muse tunes what she sings With earthly Colours painting Heauenly things 49 The last Deluge of Vniuerfall Wrath To wash the Earth defiled all with Sinne So to prolong their litle pufts of Breath High Mountaines Tops both Sexes striu'd to winne But of accesse what Fort can frustrat death Death did attend them there where they did runne With Paine and feare choak'd dash'd ere dying dead Death doubled so was but more grieuous made 50 So when the flamming waues of wasting Fyre Ouer all the World do riotouslie rage Some to the Depths for safetie shall retire As Thetis kisse could Vulcans Wrath asswage But that Lieutenant of his Makers Ire Makes all the Elements straight beare his Badge Scorch'd Earth being op'ned swallowes Thousands down Aire thickned choakes with smoake and Waters drown 51 The halting Lemnian highly shall reuenge The ancient Scorne of other equall Powers Both strong and swift though lame what Wonder strange He in his Madnesse all the Rest deuoures His Fiercenesse first his Mother toyles to change But hauing him embrac'd she likewise lours And with her Sonne doth furiously conspire Straight from pure Air being All transform'd in Fire 52 This Heat with Horrour may congeale all Harts Lifes Bellowes toss'd by Breath which still doth moue That Fanne which doth refresh the inward Parts Euen it shall make the Brest a Fornace proue That Signe of Life which oft arriues and partes Boyles all within else burnes it selfe aboue At that dread Day denouncing endlesse Night All smoake not breath whilst Flames giue only Light 53 That stormie Tyrant which vsurpes the Air Whilst Woll rain'd downe from Heauen doth him enfold A liquid Pillar hinging at each Hair Sneez'd fiercely forth when shaking all for Cold He clad with Flames a firie Leader thair Makes feeble Vulcan by his Aide more bold Whose Bellowes fostred by the Others Blast May soone forge Ruine Instruments to wast 54 The Lands Great Creature Nurceling of the East Which Ioues extreamely and with Zeale adores In Spirit and Nature both aboue a Beast Whilst charg'd with Men he through the Battell roares And his arm'd Match of Monsters not the least Whose Scales defensiue Horne inuasiue gores Whilst foming Flames as other to prouoke Straight joyn'd in Dust their Battell ends in Smoke 55 The craftie Foxe which Numbers doth deceaue To get not be a Prey shall be a Prey The Embrions Enemie Womens that conceaue As who might giue him Death their Birth to stay That rauenous Wolfe which Blood would alwayes haue All then a Thought more quickly shall decay No Strength then stands such Weaknesse went before Nor yet base Slight meere Foolishnesse and more 56 The Hart whose Hornes as Greatnesse is to all Do seeme to grace are Burdens to his Head With swift though slender Legges when Wounds appall Which cures himselfe where Nature doth him lead And with great Eyes weake Heart oft Dangers Thrall The warie Hare whose Feare oft Sport hath made Do seeke by Swiftnesse Death in vaine to shunne As if a Flight of Flames could be outrunne 57 The painted Panther which not fear'd doth gore Like some whose beauteous Face foule Minds defame The Tiger Tigrish past expressing more Since crueltie is noted by his Name The able Ounce strong Beare and fooming Bore Mans Rebells since GOD did Man his proclaime Though fierce all faint and know not where to turne They see their old Refuge the Forrests burne 58 The mildest Beasts importing greatest Gaine Which others Crimes made Altars only touch By whom they cloth and feede not crying slaine The Christians Image only true when such Their growing Snowes which Arts fraile Colours staine Was wrong'd when faind of Gold since worth more much But precious things the Owners Harmes oft breede The Fleeces Flames the Bodies doe succede 59 The Flocks for Profite vs'd in euery Part Though them to serue they make their Masters bow And are the Idoles of a greedy Hart Which as old Egypt doth adore a Cow Like Hannibals which Fabius mock'd by Art As walking Torches all runne madding now By Phoebus tickled they to startle vs'd But Vulcan ruder makes them rage confus'd 60 Their Martiall Cheiftan Mastiues Rage to stay Pasiphaes Louer Venus dayly Slaue With brandish'd Hornes as mustering first doth stray Then throwes them downe in Guard a Match to craue Straight like the Colchian Bulles ere Iasons Prey He Flames not fain'd doth breath but not to braue Like that of Phalaris whom one did fill He tortur'd bellowing doth ly bullering still
Seeme to attend the remnant of their traine Them to out-go that neerer Wayes would rin Euen in that Pompe sur-prys'd dry'd are their Depths Whose Widow'd Beds scarce their impression keeps 80 That Flood which doth his Name from Siluer take The Sea-like Ebbe and others of the Indes Ouer which a Bridge Men by no meanes can make Whilst One borne there amazing strangers Mindes On Straw or Reeds with one behind his Backe Can crosse them all both scorning Waues and Windes Their emptie Channells may be tread on dry Though pau'd with Pearles then pretious in no Eye 81 The Great which change before they end their Race Salt Floods fresh Seas by mutuall Bands as past Which siege the Seas and though repuls'd a Space Yet make a Breach and enter at the last Which from the Earth which striues them to embrace Whyles haste with speed whyles do a compasse cast They then for Help in vaine to Neptune rinne By Vulcan rauish'd ere his Waues they winne 82 The raging Rampire which doth alwayes moue Whose sloting Waues entrench the solid Round And being by Titans kisse drawn vp aboue From Heauens Alembick drop vpon the Ground Of Fruits and Plants the vitall Blood to proue And foster all that on the Earth are found It lykewise yeelds to the Eternalls Ire Lo all the Sea not serues to quensh this Fyre 83 Yet did the Sea presage this threatned Ill With vgly Roarings ere that it arriu'd As if contending all Hels Fires to kill By Violence to burst out through them driu'd Which must make monstrous Sounds jar-jarring still As Heat with Cold with Moysture Drynesse striu'd When like the High the Low Ioue would thud thud Euen as when Fires force Passage through a Cloud 84 O what strange Sight not to be borne with Eyes That Tennis-court where oft the Windes too bold What still rebounded toss'd vnto the Skies And to the Ground from thence haue headlongs rold Doth now in raging Rounds not Furrowes rise Then Hosts of Heat as vs'd to be of Cold All Gouernement the liquid State neglects Whilst Neptunes Trident Vulcans Hammer brecks 85 When this huge Vessell doth to boyle begin What can it fill with Matter fit to purge The Earth as else without if thrown within With all her Creatures kept but for a Scourge To wash away the foulnesse of that Sin Which on fraile Flesh strong Nature oft doth vrge But ah my Thoughts are vaine this cannot be Seas cleanse not Sinne Sinne doth defile the Sea 86 O foule Contagion spreading still to Death What Pest most odious can with thee compaire Which being by Thoughts conceau'd and borne with Breath Do straight infect the Sea the Earth the Aire Which damn'd in Iustice and chastiz'd in Wrath Do show that GOD no Creatures Spots will spaire All Scourges must be scourg'd and euen the Fire As being impure must feele Effects of Ire 87 That restlesse Element which neuer sleepes But by it selfe when by Nought else is wrought Which joynes all Lands yet them asunder keepes It ruins Rocke for last Refuge is sought Huge Troupes do throw themselues amidst the Deepes As if Death reft then giuen lesse Griefe were thought Thus is Despaire hote Sonne of Father cold Rash without Hope and without Courage bold 88 The louing Alcion trustie to her Mate The which saue this no other Storme could catch Whose Arke not erres amidst the going Gate Though none in it with Art the Waues doth watch To many Monsters as expos'd a Baite Which mouing sittes and in the Depthes doth hatch She of her Nest against the Waues presumes But neuer look't for Fire which all consumes 89 The greatest Monster of the Oceans Brood Which lodg'd grieu'd Jonas harmelesse in his Wombe And did disgest yet to be fed a Foode A buried quicke Man in a liuing Tombe He like a tumbling Towre at first runnes wood With Force by Force disdaining to succumbe But straight his Fumes being fir'd a farre do shine As if some Pharos but a deathfull Signe 90 That little Wonder decking Thetis Bowre Whose adamantine Touch there strongly binds Though both it saile and swim a wooden Towre For which Mans Wit no Show of Reason finds O matchlesse Vertue admirable Power Which fights and foyles alone Sailes Oares Waues Winds Of all which liue it that most Strength hath shown Press'd downe by vulgar Bands doth die vnknown 91 That mouing Mountaine in a fearfull Forme Which compassing a Ship it down-wards flings And euen in Calmes doth vomit forth a Storme Whose Blood all Poyson where it touches stings That monstrous Masse if Serpent Eele or Worme To hastie Ruine his owne Greatnesse brings The Greatest sought for Harme are soonest spy'de Where litle Ones a litle thing will hide 92 Of all the humid Host the most esteem'd The gentle Dolphins which the Depthes decore Which not ingrate who them redeem'd redeem'd Him help'd aliue and did when dead deplore Of which one once with Musicke rauish'd seem'd When carrying safe Arion to the Shore Those which delight so much in pleasant Sounds The contrarie preuenting Fire confounds 93 The fairest Nymphe which haunts the sloting State To whose great Beautie Thetis Enuie beares The Oceans Muse from whose sweet Sounds Soules bate The Lord of Ithaca did stop his Eares Of what she was most proud that hastes her Fate The golden Haires which she disheueld weares Then whilst they burne her Head seemes crown'd with Light Thus Showes maske Miserie and mocke the Sight 94 Those which from Slight by Slight their Liues oft win The Angler drawing scorned Liues to Land VVhilst some do cast forth Hookes some draw them in And some benumme the gazing Holders Hand They can find Helpe in neither Force nor Fin In Scale on Shell in Rocke in Mud or Sand VVhilst Tritons Sounds the broken Aire not beares A louder Trumpets Charge doth breach all Eares 95 The sloting Lodgings which all Soiles do try Which whilst they walke on Waues and burden'd Stray Seeme swimming Mountaines Castels which do flie Which Canons arme and Ensignes do array At first for Smoake they Nought about them spie Till all their Sailes on fire do cleare their Way Whilst Floods and Flames do all their Force imploy As if they striu'd which should the Ship destroy 96 The liquid Labrinth thou who first did proue No doubt thy desprat Hart was arm'd with Steele Did not the Waues and Cloudes which alwayes moue Firme Objects wanting make thy Eyes to reele Then he who first did steale Fire from aboue Thou greater Torments do'st deserue to feele He only sought the Fire to quicken Breath And thou the Water as a VVay to Death 97 O odious Monster since the VVorld began VVhich with thine owne could neuer yet be pleas'd For Lacke of Rayment cold for Hunger wan VVith what thou hast though many might be eas'd Thou poyson'd first the quiet Mind of Man VVhose Furie since can neuer be appeas'd But seekes both Sea and Land with endlesse Care And wants but VVings to violat
him or else for him were kill'd And as for Bondage borne free but from Graues Did liue to him and died to Sathan Slaues 87 By Violence Death diuerse did surprise Still since the World first peopled did remaine But Men in Mischiefe fondly grown more wise By Bolts vnseene some moe of late are slaine Since some new Sulmons no Deuils did deuise Those Sulphurous Engines bragging GOD againe Which Men yea Towres and Townes in Pieces teare Then Thunder now Men more the Canon feare 88 Those soone start vp which fell whilst as lesse strong By Vulcan forc'd succumbing Thetis ror'd And thundring forth the Horrour of her Wrong The Burden vrg'd straight in Disdaine restor'd The airie Region raging all a long Which Death to them did suddainly afford And by a Blow most strange no Scarre being found The Bones all broken and the Flesh still sound 89 Those whom of Earth the Superfice as forc'd Did beare not burie suffer not receaue By men euen dead as oft aliue extorc'd To Auarice else Crueltie still Slaue Those shall from Dust no sooner be diuorc'd Then they who sought the Center for a Graue Whose Bodies with their Soules did seeme to striue Which first at Hell should with most Haste arriue 90 The mutinous Hebrewes who gainst him repin'd Whose Face as glorious Rayes reflecting still Com'd from the Thunderer like cleare Lightning shin'd GODS Secretarie who first pen'd his Will As soone as they whose Dust no Weight confin'd They rise whom Earth did burie first then kill To offer bent Pride burning in their Brests As like Himselfe whom Pluto tooke for Priests 91 That scorn'd Diuiner is with them expos'd Fooles who fore-know not for their Fate prouide Who by his Wife when lurking was disclos'd And whom at last Earth did as strangely hide And that the Caue which burn'd might so be clos'd He as Romes Best who vnder Ground did ride There greedie to doe good or to get Fame That where his Bodie died might liue his Name 92 Some Feauer strange when Surfets seeme to moue Those of the Earth who in the Entraills dwell Whilst it though trembling raging seemes to proue If it may drinke the World and spue forth Hell They from the Dust as quickly shall remoue As those by Pouder who in Pouder fell By Tyrants fierce being pin'd no freed from Paine VVho falne on Earth or toss'd through Air remaine 93 Now Orpheus shall not neede as Poets faine To charme the Furies with harmonious Sounds Nor Hercules by Violence in vaine To force the Dungeons of the shadowie Bounds The Guests below shall once turne backe againe To see what they haue lost superiour Rounds The Prince of Darknesse will be pleas'd with this Since sure to haue them judg'd for euer his 94 The Earth her Entraills quickly shall discharge That GOD all who had Soules at once may see His Prisoners at last Death must enlarge At that Great Iubilie all once set free Who were so long in passing Charons Barge Some from Obliuions Flood brought backe shall be Ere Cerberus can barke all shall be gone And ere they can be miss'd turn'd euerie one 95 Those whom soft Egypt alwayes Slaue to Lust By Spices Oyntment Baumes and Odours rare To scorne Corruption and to mocke the Dust Did keepe when lost with a ridiculous Care And vs'd as Pledges whyles to purchase Trust Their Bones worth Nought when clad worth lesse when bare Their Vailes renew'd no sooner they resume Then whom at first Corruption did consume 96 Those Piramids whose Points seem'd threatning Heauen Not solitarie Tombes but courted Thrones The huge Mausoleum one of Wonders seuen That Obeliske which grac'd Augustus Bones Late Monuments those aemulous to Euen Of Marber Porphyr Iasp and precious Stones None hides his Guest from this great Iudges Sight Nor yet him sends more gorgeous to the Light 97 Of Place the Distance distant Time not breedes Some who one Field empurple by their Fall Whose Entraills straight another Mansion needes Lest else Corruption might encroach on all Their Bodies Friends as whyles for Pompe succeeds Not seeme farre borne to burie but enstall But though each Part a seuerall Kingdome takes A suddaine Vnion now one Moment makes 98 That Dreame-diuiner by two Tribes call'd Syre Though by them lost who did his Brethren saue His Dust from Goshen quickly shall retire And with the Rest a second Hymen haue Where he when dead as Faith did first inspire Where His might liue Possession did receaue Or since by Him so benefited once That Land ingrate to frustrat of his Bones 99 The third Time then some liue from Tombes rais'd twise Their Resurrection represented else Whom Death it seem'd did but a while disguise For acting Wonders which Amazement tells When wak'd by Force as who did drousie rise They drawn from Lethe or Obliuions Cells Straight with the Place all Priuiledge did leaue Made as who dream'd or in high Feauers reaue 100 Till soar'd from hence where they so long haue striu'd Still charg'd with Flesh all Soules infirme remaine And with their Burdens those who were reuiu'd Their former Frailties did resume againe So that vnknowing where a whyle they liu'd Maim'd Memorie was bounded by the Braine Through earthly Organs Spectacles impure Soules reach but Objects such as they procure 101 Some fondly curious would haue then enquir'd VVhat Lodgings last those Both-world-guests did leaue Which if remembred reuerenc'd and admir'd They would not wrong by Words what none conceaue Great Paul whose selfe could not tell how retird VVhom the third Heauen when rauish'd did receaue He what he saw return'd could not relate Past Mortalls Senses to Immortalls greate 102 Such Soules when last to their first Tents turn'd backe Their Toyles thereby and others Glory grew Whilst to the VVorld that VVay GOD cleare would make That Faith when firme might Death it selfe subdue But then they Flesh as when first left did take Which now at last the LORD will all renew Their Resurrection when no Time confines Whilst rais'd ripe Fruites of what they first were Signes 103 Thus the great Tisbit strangelie did restore That none might trouble haue who gaue him rest Her Sonne whose Victualls did when waste waxe more Like to the like when in like State distrest That Prophet did who crau'd his Spirit in store Not to be press'd by such a second guest Whose Graue wak'd one that there he might not sleepe Where he when dead a quickning power did keepe 104 The blest Bethanian highlie shall reioyce When next he calls who show'd such tender loue As euen to weep for him as a chiefe choyce Till he was brought free from white bands aboue The first who in the graue did heare that Voyce Which from all Graues must make their guests remoue And greater Power when glorified may show Then from fraile Flesh when but breath'd forth below 105 Those soone start vp who quickly come to Light As to applaud what was accomplish'd known CHRISTS acting suffrings when most low at