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
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
This Serpent bruise this Liuiathan raine 95 The Sunne and Moone now often-times looke pale As if asham'd the Shame of Men to see Or else grown old their force beginnes to faile That thus so oft eclips'd their Beauties be And ouer their Glory Darkenesse doth preuaile Whilst faint for Griefe their Ruine they foresee For as superfluous they must shortly fall When as the light of Light doth lighten all 96 The Heauenlie Bodies as being grown lesse strong Do seeme more slacke as wearie of their Race So that Tyme rests reform'd as being runne wrong All Climats still new Temperatures embrace What strange Effects must follow then ere long Some Starres seeme new and others change their place So altred is the starrie Courts Estate Astrologues want intelligence of late 97 Each element by diuerse Signes hath showne That shortly euill must be discern'd from good The Earth ag'd Mother now is Barren grown Whose Wombe oft worne now torne doth fâ—ile in Brood And may since staggering else be soone ou'rthrowne What wonder Weake through Age and drunke with Blood With Blood which still to GOD for Vengeance cryes And as o'reburden'd groning groueling lyes 98 The liquid Legions by tumultuous Bands Whose bellowing Billowes to transcend contend Do whyles vsurpe whyles leaue possessed Lands In Monsters fertill fishes rarely lend Whilst crown'd with Clouds each murmuring Mountain stands Which acted first but suffer must in end A mighty Change Heauens Monarch novv concludes Floods first quensh'd flams flams straight shall kindle floods 99 The Aire whose Power impetuous Nought can bound Doth cite all Soules to GODS Great Parliament Whilst thundring Tempests roare a rumbling Sound And the last Trumpets Terrour represent Those Blasts denounce the Ruine of this Round Which Heauen in Showres seemes weeping to lament Thus Waters wash Winds wipe and both conspire That Earth so purg'd may be prepar'd for Fire 100 The Water Earth the Aire would it ou'rthrow Whose Rage by Ruine only is represt The High things still insulting ou'r the Low Till once the Highest haue consum'd the Rest The fourth must end what the first three fore-show Whose proofe is last reseru'd as being the Best A firie Triall euery thing defines And All at last to a Perfection fines 101 Then Natures Selfe not strong as of before Yeeldes Fruits deform'd as from a bastard Seede That monstrous Minds may be admir'd no more Whilst monstrous Bodies more Amazement breede All the Portentuous Brood of Beasts abhorre And since prodigious ominously dreade From their first Forme since all things thus decline All in another Shape must shortly shine 102 Few Signes or none remaine Mens Minds to moue Till of the Sonne of Man the Signe craue Sight That Glory which vnspeakable doth proue CHRISTS Substance no his Shaddow yet our Light Whose Majestie and Beautie from aboue Shall ere he shine make all about be bright The Comming of the LORD that Signe bewrayes As Lightning Thunder as the Sunne his Rayes 103 Yet this vile Age what Rage some Mockers breeder That big with Scorne disdainfully dare say What change mad Minds with such fond Fancies feedes From the first Forme since nought below doth stray The Sommer Haruest Winter Spring succedes The Moone doth shine by Night the Sunne by day Males procreat and Females do conceaue Some dayly Life do lose some it receaue 104 O Atheists vile else Christians voyde of Care From GODS Tribunall who in vaine appeale That CHRIST to judge the World doth straight prepare You thus contemning Signes a Signe reueale Whose Harts obdur'd the Nearenesse doth declare Of your Damnations our Saluations Seale And whilst your Hart both Heauen and Hell derides Your Iudgement Heauen your Torment Hell prouides 105 Yet foolish Soules their Pleasures still affect And marrying Wiues what Mirth may moue deuise But whilst asleepe their Safetie they neglect CHRIST as a Theefe against them shall arise And in a Rage when they Him least exspect Shall slouthfull Seruants suddainly surprise As Such shall wish their Talents strictly try'd That from his Face them Hilles them Hells might hide 106 O Multitude O multitude as Sand A day of Horrour strange shall straight appeared Come down and in the threshing Valley stand The threshing Valley lo the LORD drawes neare And else doth take take heed his Fanne in Hand Light Soules as Chaffe with Wind euanish heere The Haruest is ripe and the Wine-presse is full Yea Wickednesse ou'rflowes all Harts are dull 107 Seale Viall Trumpet Seuenth opens poures sounds What doth not intimate GODS Great Decree Which Natures Course Mans Faith GODS Mercy bounds Euen in a time when Time no more should be The Fire is kindling else which All confounds GODS Hand lo writes his Ballance rais'd we see When Souls are weigh'd GODS wondrous Works to crown The Weightie must mount vp the Light fall down 108 But ere the Depthes of Wrath I enter in When as Repentance shall no more haue place As GOD a while deferres some Soules to winne I will suspend my Furie for a Space That ere the Hight of Horrour do beginne My Thoughts may bath amidst the Springs of Grace To cleare some Soules which Sathan seekes to blind LORD purge my Spirit illuminat my Mind DOOMES-DAY OR THE GREAT DAY OF THE LORDS IVDGEMENT The third Houre THE ARGVMENT WHilst Angels Him conuoy Saints attend The Heauens as Smoak all fled before his Face CHRIST through the Cloud With Glory doth descend With Majestie and Terrour Power and Grace What flie walke grow swim All What may ende do end Earth Air and Sea All purg'd in litle Space Strange Preparations that great Court preceede Where All must meet whom any Age did breede 1 IMmortall MONARCH Ruler of the Rounds Embaume my Bosome with a secret Grace Whilst lifted vp aboue the vulgar Bounds A Path not pau'd my Spirit aspires to trace That I with brasen Breath may rore forth SouÌ„ds To shake the Hart fixe Palenesse in the Face LORD make my swelling Voyce a mighty Winde Lift vp the Low beate downe the lofty Mind 2 What dreadfull Sound doth thunder in my Eares What pompous Splendor doth transport mine Eyes I wot not what aboue my selfe me beares He comes He comes who all Hearts Secrets tries Showt showt for Ioy who long haue rain'd down Teares Houle houle for Griefe in Ease who wallowing lies Now shall be built and on Eternall Grounds The Hight of Horrour Pleasure passing Bounds 3 Now no more firme the Firmament doth flie As leapes the Deere fled from the Hunters face Loe lyke a Drunkard reels the Crystall Skie As Garments olde degraded from their grace All folded vp the Azure Pallions spy Which with a noyse doth vanish from the Place The Lanterne burnt Light vtters vtter Worth Drawne are the Hingings MAIESTIE comes forth 4 Who can abide the Glory of that fight Which kils the Liuing and the Dead doth raise With Squadrons compass'd Angells flamming bright Whom Thousands serue ten thousand Thousands praise My Soule entranc'd Rest rauish'd with
Apostasie applauded all Then to vsurpe Heauens Throne did bend their care So hasting on the Horrour of their fall Whose traitrous Head made lyke a Whoore that strayes His burning Beauties prodigall of Rayes 48 Whil'st vainlie puft vp with preposterous Aymes He euen from GOD his Treasure stryn'd to steale The Angels good Those not deseruing Names With sacred Ardour boldly did appeale Their Eyes shot Lightning and their Breath smoak'd Flames As rauish'd with GODS loue burnt vp with Zeale All listed vp their Flight their Voyce their Hands Then sang GODS Praise rebuk'd rebellious Bands 49 This Mutinie a monstrous Tumult bred The place of Peace being plenish'd thus with Armes Bright Michael forth a glorious Squadron led Which forc'd the Fiends to apprehend their harmes The Lights of Heauen lookt pale Clouds thundering shed Windes roaring Trumpets bellow'd lowd Alarmes Thinke what was fain'd to be at Phloegra bounds Of this a shadow Echoes but of sounds 50 O damned Dog who in a happie State Could not thy Selfe would not haue Others byde Sinne Death and Hell thou opened first their Gate Ambitions Bellowes Fountaine of all pryde Who Force in Heauen in Paradise Deceat On Earth vs'd both a Traitour alwayes try'd O first the Ground still guilty of all Euils Since whom GOD Angels made thou made them Deuils 51 When them He view'd whose Power nought can expresse To whose least Nod the Greatest things are thral Although his Word his Looke his Thought or lesse Might them haue made Dust Aire or what more small Yet he their pryde though purpos'd to represse Grac'd by a Blow disdain'd to let them fall But them reseru'd for more opprobrious strypes As first of Sinne still of his Iudgements Types 52 Those scorned Riuals GOD would Iudge not fight And then Themselues none else more fit could find Brands for his Rage whilst flamming at the hight To cleare their Knowledge it with Terrour shin'd Whose guilty Weaknesse match'd with his pure Might Did freeze with Horrour each amazed Mind Their Conscience kindled who from GOD rebell Hell first is plac'd in Them then They in Hell 53 That damned Crue GOD hauing spy'd a space First lightning Lookes then thundred forth those Words Woods for my Wrath that haue abus'd my Grace As once of Light of Darkenesse now be LORDS Where Order is since forfaiting your place Passe where Confusion euery thing affords And vse your spight by pyning and being pyn'd Not Angels no Do EVIZS as Deuils design'd 54 If with Great things we Small things may compare Or with their Maker things which haue bene made As when the Falcon fierce soares through the Aire The litle feathred Flocks foll downe as dead As Darknesse flies Heauen like a Bryde lookes faire When Phoebus forth doth fyrie Coursers lead Like some Bryde-grome bent for his wedding place Or lyke a mighty Man to runne his race 55 Euen so as Lightning flashing from the Skie Doth die as it descends gone with a glance More fast then follow could a Thought or Eye Heauens banish'd Rebels fell downe in a trance Then abject Runnagats ouer all did flie As seeking out some place to hide their Chance O what a deadly Storme did then beginne When Heauen rain'd Deuils to drown the World with Sinne 56 That Forge of Fraud Euils Center Spheare of Pryde From Blisse aboue whom GODS owne Breath had blowne He who his Strength in Heauen in vaine had try'de As Dogs byte stones for him who hath them thrown GODS Image did pursue in Adam spy'de And did despite his state despise his owne It neuer ended yet which then beganne His Hate towards GOD his Enuy vnto Man 57 Ere tainted first with that twyse fatall Cryme Then Adam liv'd more blest then can be thought Babe Infant Chylde Youth Man all at one tyme Form'd in perfection hauing need of nought To Paradise preferr'd from abject slyme A graine of Earth to rule it all was brought Him to content whilst all things did contend GOD walk'd and talk'd with him as with his Friend 58 Then of his pleasures to heap vp the store GOD Euah form'd adorn'd with Beauties rare Such as none since a Woman did decore Thinke what it is to be perfectly faire And then imagine her euen much then more She principall the rest but Pictures are No hight of words can her Perfections hit The Worke was matchlesse as the Worke-mans Wit 59 The Worlds first Father what huge Ioyes did fill Whilst Prince of Paradise from trouble free The fairest Creature entertain'd him still No Riuall was he could not Iealous be Being onely wretch'd in hauing all his Will And yet discharg'd the tasting of one Tree Let one haue all things good abstract some Toy That Want more grieues then all he hath giues Ioy. 60 Through Edens Garden stately Euah stray'd Where beauteous Flowres her Beauties back reglanc'd By Natures selfe and not by Art array'd Which pure not blushing boldly were aduanc'd With dangling Haires the wanton Zephyrs playd And in rich Rings their floting Gold enhanc'd All things concurr'd which pleasure could incite So that she seem'd the Center of Delight 61 Then could she not well thinke who now can tell What banqueted her sight with objects rare Birds striu'd for her whose Songs should most excel The odoriferous Flowres perfum'd the Aire Yet did her Breath of all most sweetly smell Not then distemper'd with intemperate faire No mixtures strange compos'd corrupting food All naturally was sweet all simplie good 62 But ah when she the Apples faire did spie Which since reseru'd were thought to be the best Their preciousnesse suppos'd enflam'd to trie By being discharg'd she lookt where they did rest Luxuriously abandon'd to the Eye Swolne languishing like those vpon her Brest Ah Curiousnes first Cause of all our ill And yet the Plague which most torments vs still 63 On them she doubtfull earnestly did gaise The Hand being oft aduanc'd and oft drawn bak Her State and Beautie entring thus to praise Whilst subtle Sathan in a Serpent spake Your State is high you may it higher raise And may as Gods your Selues Immortall make This precious Fruit GOD you forbids to eate Lest knowing Good and Euill you match his State 64 Those fatall Fruits which poyson'd were with Sinne She hauing tasted made her Husband proue What could not Words of such a Sirene winne O Wo to Man that Woman thus can moue He Him to hide his Falls first Course did rinne VVhom Knowledge now had learn'd to loth and loue Death from that Tree did shoot through Shaddowes dark His Rest an Apple Beautie was his Marke 65 Thus Good and Euill they learn'd to know by this But Ah the Good was gone the Euill to be VVhen They so monstrously had done amisse They Clothing sought poore Shift from Shame to free Loe the first Fruits of Mortalls Knowledge is Their Nakednes and Miserie to see Thus Curiousnes to Knowledge is the Guide And it to Miserie all Toyles when tri'de 66 Marke Adams answere when his
that Light Whose least-least part may all the World amase That of our Spirit which doth the Powers condense Of muddie Mortalls farre transcends the sense 5 A Fyre before him no resistance findes Fierce sounds of Horrour thunder in each eare The noyce of Armies Tempests and Whirle-windes A weight of Wrath more then ten Worlds can beare Thinke what a Terrour stings distracted Mindes When Mountaines melt and Valleyes burst for feare What what must this in guiltie Mortalls breed Whilst all this All stands trembling like a Reed 6 The GOD of Battells Battell doth intend To daunt the Nations and to fetter Kings He with all Flesh in Iudgement to contend At Mid-night comes as on the Mornings wings O tyme of Ruine ending without End Huge time of Vengeance where all ballanc'd hings The LORDS Great Day a Day of Wrath and Paine Whose Night of Darkenesse neuer cleares againe 7 That Element still cleare in spight of Nights Which as most subtill mounted vp aboue To kindle there perchance those glorious Lights Which dy'd by it as deckt by Beautie moue Of curious Fancies else to stay the Flights As which may not be touch'd a bounds did proue That they presume no higher things to see Then are the Elements of which they be 8 Marke how Aeolian Bands loos'd from the Bounds Where them in Fetters the Eternall keepes As if the angrie Spirit of all the Rounds Like Tyrants rage till Heauen to quensh them weepes Whose rumbling Furie whilst it all confounds Whyles cleaues the Clouds whyles parts the deepest Deepes By Noyse aboue and Violence below Earth-quake and Thunder both at once to show 9 Euen so Fire which was made nought to annoy To liquid Limits clos'd with Clouds retire Lest what it fosters it might else destroy O when enlarg'd and kindled by GODS Ire It him at Midnight doth as Torch conuoy All all will seeme a PYRAMID of Fyre To GOD what is this Vniuersall Frame Now but a Moate at last a litle Flame 10 The Axell-trees on which Heauens Round doth moue Shrunke from their Burden both fall broken downe Those which to Pilots point out from aboue Their Wayes through Waues to richesse or renowne And so though fix'd the Strayers helpers proue Nights stately Lampes borne in an Azure Crown Those guyding Starres may as not needfull fall When worldlings wandrings are accomplish'd all 11 The Vagabonds aboue lasciuious Lights Which from fond Mindes which did their Course admire By strange Effects obseru'd from seuerall hights As Deities Altars Idoles did acquire Thrown from their Spheares expos'd to Mortalls sights As abject Ashes excrements of Fire They in their Ruines farre from what before Shall damne the Nations which did them adore 12 With Ludgings twelue design'd by seuerall Signes Now falls that Building more then Crystall cleare Which the dayes Eye though circling all confynes Still tempring Tymes and seasoning the Yeare All temporall Light no more to ryse declynes That Glory may eternallie appeare All then being Infinit no bounds attend Tymes and halfe tymes being past Tyme takes an end 13 As slymie Vapours whilst like Starres they fall Shot from their Place do hurle alongst the Skie The Pleiades Arcturus Orion all The glistring Troupes Lights languishin do die Lyke other Creatures to confusion thrall They from the Flammes as Sparkes from Fyre do flie The Heauens at last grieu'd for their falling Spheares All else dry'd vp weep down their Starres for Teares 14 As Leafes from Trees the Starres from Heauen do shake Darke Clouds of Smoake exhausting those of Raine The Moone all turnes to Blood the Sunne growes Blacke Which whilst those Monstrous Formes they do retaine Of Vengeance Badges Signes of Ruine make And not eclips'd by vsuall meanes remaine Those common Lights obscur'd the Iust shine bright The Wicked enter in Eternall Night 15 VVhilst staggering reels this Vniuersall Frame The Heauens bow down with GOD as being his Seat His Scepter Iron his Throne a fyrie Flame To bruise the Mighty and to fyne the Great VVho of his Glory can the Greatnesse dreame VVho once was valued at a litle Rate GOD by his Word did first make all of nought And by his Word shall judge All of each thought 16 When GOD his people did together draw On Sions Mount to register his Will He that they might attend with reuerent Aw Came clad with Clouds sterne Trumpets sounding shrill And threatned Death whilst thundring forth his Law To all that durst approach the trembling Hill What compassed with Death he thus did giue Ah who can keep or violat and liue 17 Since this confounding Forme did Myndes to tame That of their Yoke all might the burden know Those dreadfull Statutes terriblie proclaime All Flesh for feare shall fade away below How they were kept when GOD a count doth claime A tyme of Terrour more then words can show He gaue in Mercie shall exact with Ire The Mountaine smoak'd the World shall burne on Fire 18 In spight of Natures powers which then exspyre Through liquid Limits breaking from aboue Lo down-ward tends the Tempest of this Fyre The Airie Region doth a Fornace proue To boyle her Guests the Vessells of GODS Ire Which tortur'd there can no where else remoue Flammes which should still for their confusion rage Thus kindled first perchance nought can asswage 19 The growing Creatures which doe mount most high And as their earthly Bounds they did disdaine Would whilst their Tops encroach vpon the Skie Base Men vpbraide who not their Strength doe straine With heauenly Helps still higher vp to flie And spurne at Earth where rooted they remaine Those leauie Bands while as they fan the Air As fittest Baits for Fire first kindle thair 20 Who can imagine this and yet not mourne What Battell must succede this huge Alarme Of Lebanon the stately Cedars burne The Pines of Idus fall without an Arme The fertill Forrests all to Flames do turne And waste the World which they were wont to warme To plague proud Sinners euery thing accords What Comfort once Confusion now affords 21 The smoaking Mountaines melt like Waxe away Else sincke for Feare O more then fearfull things They which the Fields with Riuers did array As if to quensh their Heat drinke vp their Springs Like faded Flowres their drouping Tops decay Which crown'd with Cloudes stretch'd through the Air their wings As did the Raine the Fire doth sease all bounds What Last the First the Last at First confounds 22 Then of That Birth Hills shall deliuered be Which big by Nature they so long haue borne Though it fond Mortalls Slaues by being free To make Abortiues haue their Bellies torne Gold as when Midas wish O just Decree Shall flow superfluous Couetice to scorne What of All else did measure once the Worth Shall then ly loath'd by Aguous Earth spued forth 23 The godly Kings wise Sonne from Ophir brought With Ethnickes joyn'd all welcome are for Gaines What Spaniards now in other Worlds haue sought That golden Fleece still winne
61 Of all the Beasts by Men domesticke made The most obsequious and obedient still The fawning Dog which where we list we leade And wants but Words to doe all which we will Which loues his Lord extreamly euen when dead And on his Tomb for Griefe himselfe doth kill He then with Tongue stretch'd forth doth panting rin Which straight when fir'd drawn backe burnes all within 62 The generous Horse the Gallants greatest Friend In Peace for Show and in effect for Warre Which to his Lord when wearie Legges doth lend To flie or chase in Sport or earnest Farre A Pegasus he through the Air would bend Till that his Course turn'd Centaure Man doth marre His wauing Treasures fir'd to flie from Death He first the wind outrunnes and then his Breath 63 This squadrons King that doth for Fight prepare As if he wrack'd the World doth raging goe His Foote doth beate the Earth Taile whippes the Aire Mad to be hurt and yet not find a Foe But soone his Shoulders rough the Fire makes bare And melts his Strength which was admired so Death doth to Rest arrest his rouling Eyes Loe in a litle Dust the Lyon lyes 64 Those Poysnous Troupes in Africks Fields which stray In Death all fertill as the first began By Look by Touch by Wound and euery Way True Serpents Heires in Hatred vnto Man Which GOD still good in Deserts maks to stay To waste the World still doing what they can But whilst they houle scritch barke bray hurle hisse spout Their inward Fire soone meetes with that without 65 The Crocodile with running Depthes in Loue By Land and Water of Tyrannicke powr With vpmost Iawes which and none else do moue Whose Cleansing first is sweet oft after sowr And whyls his Crime his Punishment doth proue Whilst a deuouring Baite train'd to deuoure He neither now can fight nor yet retire His scalie Armour is no Proofe of Fire 66 The Beast though haunting Depthes not there confin'd Whose Haires as precious decke each Great Mans Head Before like Eagles Gooses like behind Whose Feet as Oares to manage Streames are made To waste the liquid Wayes not needing Wind Whose Taile his Course doth as a Rudder leade A Sparke falne from a Tree may then confound Him with his Teeth that now strikes Trees to Ground 67 The Otter black where sinne-wing'd troupes repaire Fresh Riuers Robber which his prey doth chuse And all that kinde nor Fish nor Flesh which are But do two Elements Amphibions vse Not able to touch Earth nor to draw Aire In Waters they their kindled Skinnes infuse But yet refuge can find in neither Soile They burne on Earth and in the Depths do boyle 68 Floods seem'd to grone which beasts Incursion maimes All altered then which lookt of late like Glasse And murmure at the flamming of their streames By Carcasses flot-flotting in a Masse A mouing Bridge whilst euery Channell frames When as there are no Passengers to passe With Beasts all buried Waters are press'd down Whilst both at once their Burdens burne and drown 69 The Crystalls quicke which slowlie vs'd to go And others Heat by coldnesse did allay As if being grieu'd to be polluted so Grown red with rage boyld vp pop-popling stay And tread in Triumph on their breathlesse Fo Whoses Ashes with their Sands they leuell lay But Vulcan now a Victor in each place By Violence doth all their Nymphes embrace 70 The Dwellers of the Depths not harm'd in ought When first Vyce all and next the Waters drown'd So since by some more sacred still are thought As whom Sinnes Scourge did onely not confound The Elements not pure to purge being brought They likewise fall kill'd by this generall Wound The Fishes sodden are in euery Flood Yet find no Eaters though a callour Food 71 All which Corruption only serues to feed When it doth end doth end so Heauen designes Nought saue the Soule which doth from GOD proceede Ouer death triumphes and still is pleas'd else pynes Death nor mans Essence but his Sinne did breed And it with it the end of Tyme confines Then Death and Lyfe shall neuer meet againe The State then taken alwayes doth remaine 72 Salt Seas fresh Streames the Fish which loues to change The Riuers Prince esteem'd by daintie Tastes Which through the Ocean though he yearelie range The bounds him bred to see yet yearelie hastes Ah Man whyles wants O Monster more then strange This kind Affection common vnto Beasts That Salmon fresh for which so many stryue May then be had boyld where it liu'd alyue 73 The Trout the Eele and all that Watrie Brood Which without Feet or Wings can make much Way Then leape aloft forc'd by the raging Flood Not as they vs'd before for sport or prey That which whyles freez'd their Glasse to gaze in stood Now turn'd to Flammes makes what it bred decay Those which to take Men did all Snares allow All without Baites or Nets are taken now 74 Those Floods which first did Fields with Streames array The Riuers foure by sacred Write made known Which since farre sundrie makes their Wits to stray Who Paradise drawn by their Dreames haue shown As turn'd from it or it from them away In all the Earth their strength shall be ou'r-thrown VVhom first high Pleasures Horrours huge last bound As if for Griefe they vanish from the Ground 75 The fertile Nilus neuer rashlie mou'd Which ag'd in trauell manie Country knowes Whose Inundation by the Labourer lou'd As Barrennesse or Plentie it fore-showes From diuerse meanes but doubtfull all is prou'd Oft Natures worke all Reasons Power ouer-throwes The Ancients wondred not to find his Head But it shall all inuisible be made 76 Heauens Indignation seazing on all things The greatest Waters languish in their Way The litle Brookes exhausted in their Springs For Pouertie can not their Tribute pay Of Moisture spoyl'd the Earth craues Help not brings The Mightie thus left to themselues decay Great powers compos'd make but of manie one Whose weaknesse showes it selfe when left alone 77 That Flood whose Fame more great then Waters straide Whose Race like it more then their owne would ow Which from the Appennins oft gathering aide Would those ouer-throw who did the world ou'r-throw VVhich though vnstable onely stable staide In that great Citie where all else fell low It which so long familiar was with Pame Shall be dry'd vp an vnregarded streame 78 The Sheep-heards Mirrours all like Siluer pure VVhich curious Eyes delighted were to see VVhen Flammes from Heauen fraile Beauties shall combure No Creature then being from Confusion free Euen they shall grow more vglie and obscure Then the infernall Floods are fain'd to be Of their long course there shall no signe remaine VVorse then that Lake where Brimstone once did raine 79 Whilst Thetis bent to court those Streames as vaine That on themselues to gaze stryue Time to win And liquid Serpents wynding through the Plaine As if to sting the Earth oft gathered in
Mountaines moue As Townes for Trafficke Palaces for Ease And of all Sorts did furnish forth a Band As if to People not to winne a Land 68 To braue the Heauens whilst Giants would assay The LORD their Power would wonderfully bounds One litle Barke their Nauie did dismay The mightie Man a VVoman did confound All Elements did arme their Course to stay That VVicked Men might not pollute our Ground For Pride disdain'd for Crueltie abhorr'd Spaine beg'd a Slaue where looking to be Lord 69 O happie those for whom the Heauens will fight Of Angels Armies campe about them still VVhilst Haile and Thunder from Heauens Store-house light Rush armed VVinters forth sterne Tempests kill The stormie VVinds conjur'd in Time charge right As traind in VVarre to spend their Power with Skill Still to the Author Mischiefe doth returne And in the Fires they make the VVicked burne 70 The tumid State a Number doth afford VVho only there could quensh ambitions Fire And Auarice with many hath it stor'd VVho only there could bound their waste Desire Though of the VVealth of diuerse Lands made Lord Who by no Meanes Contentment could acquire Till like themselues still taking fill'd with Nought The Sea and Hell them to Aboundance brought 71 What fearfull thoughts their quaking Stomacks fling When with each Waue a Wound Death seemes to giue That so to charge do for a vantage striue Saue Lightnings whyles some suddaine glances bring Clouds masking Heauen ouer all do darknesse driue That whilst they nothing see and too much heare Falne on the Depths Hells Shaddow doth appeare 72 Some scap'd such Stormes whilst they secure remaine Whose cruell Couetice to render vaine They yield as faint till Foes toward them repaire Then Powder kindled by a lingering traine They all at once are thundred through the Aire In Water burn'd weake thralls kill Victors strong And suffring act reuenge preuenting wrong 73 Thus by the Sea a number is bewray'd Whose dying Eyes a friend did neuer close Not in their Fathers no in no tombe layde Which had when dead no part where to repose But are by Waues to euery Rocke betray'd Till this last Day do of all Flesh dispose Which as would seeme most readie those may find Whom Earth not burdens Wynding-sheets not bind 74 The Face of Earth like those a number yeelds Who for last lodgings could not get a Graue Yet where they fell as hauing wonne the Fields Them dead a tyme from all who liu'd did reaue Thrown in the Dust drawne from their bloodie Shields Whilst naked there they what they clad did saue Till Beasts with some did runne with some Fowles flie As Bodies first Bones bare at last did lie 75 The Bloud of some did staine that golden age To stryke with Iron ere malice did inuent On Ruines Altar offring vp to rage Wrath wants not Weapons when for mischiefe bent Then Indignation Mortalls did asswage With Stones sharpe Stings and what by force was rent From gored Bellies Puddings did gush out And Heads with Braines were compassed about 76 But when Man spud whilst venging wrong by chance That Life was lodg'd in such a fortresse fraile To Court Vaine-Glory which to fooles did glance Some as for Sport their Neighbours did assaile Then last their State of purpose to aduance Stray'd Valour would by violence preuaile All Armies first were by Ambition led Till Auarice a greater furie bred 77 Who first from Death by Deeds redeem'd their Names And eminent magnanimously grew Their fancies frying in ambitions Flames They onely Praise not Profit did pursue And as for Glory who contend in games Sought others to exceed not to subdue Such Scythia one another Egypt gaue From conguer'd Lands who did but Honour craue 78 Those Weapons first were fond which pierc'd or brus'd Ere dreadfull Cyclops made their Hammers reele Of Mars chiefe Minions Sword and Lance were vs'd Ere Men did marche as Statues all of Steele What furie in proud Mindes this rage insus'd That they would suffer to make others feele And striue to further ere to hinder ill Then saue themselues more bent their Mates to kill 79 What Mountaines were of murthred Bodies made Which till falne dust the dust did not receaue Of Ashur Persia Greeks and Romanes dead Who whilst that they more Earth them Earth would haue Whilst of the World each striuing to be Head Those Members main'd which it to rule did craue Then though all Lands one onely did adore As pent in too strict bounds whilst one sought more 80 Of Bones vnburied what huge Heapes were rear'd By Teutons Cimbers Gaules great by doing harmes By Vandalls Allam Hunnes and Gothes long fear'd Danes Longobards and Sarazens in swarmes For which long tyme those Fields could not be ear'd Where they to death had offred vp their Armes Whilst where to lieu to winne more Lands being set Where they might die they onely Land could get 81 Then Nature strong as in her perfite Age As Bees their Swarmes Lands Colonies sent forth Which forc'd by wants else moou'd by generous Rage In Tempests huge inunded from the North Else that high Hopes dream'd Richesse might asswage They sought the South as held of greatest worth To what it pleas'd whilst Power a right did clame Oft with their Dwellers Countries chang'd the Name 82 That Heathnish Hoste by Juda so abhorr'd Whose Captaines railing Vengeance to contriue A godly King did spread before the Lord Whose Wrong his Soule did most of peace depriue Till that an Angell with iust Wrath being stor'd Did kill of thousands thryse threescore and fiue Those who blaspheming GOD by him were slaine Must ryse with feare to looke on GOD againe 83 Thence thousands ryse with Strangers or their own Where still to Broyles the Grecians were inclind Where all the VVorld at Fortunes Dyce was thrown Twixt Syr and Sonne in Law not loue combind By Vertues Clients fall which Fields were known Of all who onely the Scates good design'd None Vertue should adore all reuerence must Men should delight in it not in it trust 84 Thence neuer buried many Bodie springs Where of all Lands oft Armies did contend Slaue by the Senat Emperours or Kings But most by Him who did to Carthage send Reft from Romes Nobles Bushels full of Rings And by Barbarians Lord s of all in end Thus Italie all Nations did obey And to all Nations was expos'd a prey 85 That Field yeelds thousands where VVrong squaring Right For famous Captains twyse a fatall Stage Great Pompey did with Mithridates fight And Tamberlane the Terrour of that age On lightning Bajazet did thundring light Tam'd for a Foot-stoole in an Iron Cage Thus that great Monarch was made worse then thrall Pryde hated stands and doth vnpitied fall 86 All then must marche at this last Trumpets sound Who Fields entomb'd damn'd Floods and Ditches fill'd Whilst Ottoman to make his Crescent round Blood as but Water prodigallie spill'd His Bassaes dash'd ryse groning from the Ground Which oft by