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A10252	Diuine poems containing the history of [brace] Ionah, Ester, Iob, Sampson : Sions [brace] sonets, elegies / written and newly augmented by Fra. Quarles.	Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644.	1633 (1633)	STC 20534; ESTC S2289	223,036	523

Strangers Fate Should be neglective of his owne estate Where is this love become in later age Alas 't is gone in endlesse pilgrimage From hence and never to returne I doubt 'Till revolution wheele those times about Chill brests have starv'd her here and she is driven Away and with Astraea fled to heaven Poore Charity that naked Babe is gone Her honey's spent and all her store is done Her winglesse Bees can finde out ne're a bloome And crooked A●● doth usurpe her roome Nepenthe's dry and Love can get no drinke And curs'd Ar●en●e flowes above the brinke Brave Mariners the world your names shal hallow Admiring that in you that none dare follow Your friendship 's rare and your conversion strāge From Paganisme to zeale A sudden change Those men doe now the God of heaven implore That bow'd to Puppets but an houre before Their zeale is fervent though but new begun Before their egge-shels were done off they runne And when bright Phoebus in a Summer tide New ris●n from the bosome of his Bride Enveloped with misty fogges at length Breakes forth displaies the mist with Southerne strength Even so these Mariners of peerlesse mirrour Their faith b'ing veil'd within the mist of errour At length their zeale chac'd ignorance away They left their Puppets and began to pray ¶ Lord how unlimited are thy confines That still pursu'st man in his good designes Thy mercy 's like the dew of Hermon hill Or like the Oyntment dropping downward still From Aarons head to beard from beard to foote So doe thy mercies drench us round about Thy love is boundlesse Thou art apt and free To turne to Man when Man returnes to thee THE ARGVMENT They cast the Prophet over boord The storme alay'd They feare the Lord A mighty Fish him quick devoures Where he remained many houres Sect. 6. EVen as a member whose corrupted sore Infests and rankles eating more and more Threatning the bodies losse if not prevented The wise chirurgion all faire meanes attented Cuts off and with advised skil doth choose To lose a part then all the body lose Even so the feeble Sailors that addresse Their idle armes where heaven denyes successe Forbeare their thrivelesse labours and devise To roote that Evill from whence their harms arise Treason is in their thoughts and in their eares Danger revives the old and addes new feares Their hearts grow fierce and every soule applies T' abandon mercy from his tender eyes They cease t' attempt what heaven so long withstood And bent to kill their thoughts are all on blood They whisper oft each word is Deaths Alarme They hoyst him up Each lends a busie arme And with united powers they entombe His out-cast body in Thetis angry wombe Whereat grim Neptune wip't his fomy mouth Held his tridented Mace upon the South The windes were whist the billows danc't no more The storme allay'd the heavens left off to rore The waves obedient to their pilgrimage Gave ready passage and surceast their rage The skie grew cleare and now the welcome light Begins to put the gloomy clouds to flight Thus all on sudden was the Sea tranquill The Heav'ns were quiet and the Waves were still As when a friendly Creditor to get A long forborne and much-concerning debt Still plies his willing debter with entreats Importunes daily daily thumps and beates The batter'd Portals of his tyred eares Bedeafing him with what he knowes and heares The weary debter to avoid the sight He loathes shifts here and there and ev'ry night Seekes out Protection of another bed Yet ne'rethelesse pursu'd and followed His eares are still laid at with lowder volley Of harder Dialect He melancholy Sits downe and sighs and after long foreslowing T' avoid his presence payes him what is owing The thankfull Creditor is now appeas'd Takes leave and goes away content and pleas'd Even so these angry waves with restlesse rage Accosted Ionas in his pilgrimage And thundred Iudgement in his fearefull eare Presenting Hubbubs to his guilty feare The waves rose discontent the Surges beat And every moments death the billowes threat The weather-beaten Ship did every minuit Await destruction while hee was in it But when his long expected corps they threw Into the deepe a debt through trespasse due The Seagrew kinde and all her frownes abated Her face was smooth to all that navigated 'T was sinfull Ionah made her storme and rage 'T was sinfull Ionah did her storme asswage With that the Mariners astonisht were And fear'd Iehovah with a mighty feare Offring up Sacrifice with one accord And vowing solemne vowes unto the Lord. But he whose word can make the earth's foundatiō Tremble and with his Word can make cessation Whose wrath doth moūt the waves toss the Seas And make thē calme smooth whē e're he please This God whose mercy runs on endlesse wheele And puls like Iacob Iustice by the heele Prepar'd a Fish prepar'd a mighty Whale Whose belly was both prison-house and baile For retchlesse Ionah As the two leaf'd doore Opens to welcome home the fruitfull store Wherewith the harvest quits the Plowmans hope Even so the great Leviathan set ope His beame-like Iawes prepar'd for such a boone And at a morsell swallow'd Ionah downe 'Till dewy-check't Aurora's purple dye Thrice dappell'd had the ruddy morning skie And thrice had spred the Curtaines of the morne To let in Titan when the day was borne Ionah was Tenant to this living Grave Embowel'd deepe in this stupendious Cave Meditat. 6. LO Death is now as alwaies it hath bin The just procured stipend of our sinne Sinne is a golden Causie and a Road Garnisht with joyes whose pathes are even broad But leads at length to death and endlesse griefe To torments and to paines without reliefe Iustice feares none but maketh all afraid And then fals hardest when t is most delaid But thou reply'st thy sinnes are daily great Yet thou sittst uncontrold upon thy seat Thy wheat doth flourish and thy barnes do thrive Thy sheepe encrease thy sonnes are all alive And thou art buxom and hast nothing scant Finding no want of any thing but want Whil'st others whom the ●quint-ey'd world counts holy Sit sadly drooping in a melancholy With brow dejected and downe-hanging head Or take of almes or poorely begge their bread But young man know there is a Day of doome The Feast is good untill the reck'ning come The time runnes fastest where is least regard The stone that 's long in falling falleth hard There is a dying day thou prosp'rous foole When all thy laughter shall be turn'd to Doole Thy roabes to tort'ring plagues fel tormenting Thy whoops of Ioy to howles of sad lamenting Thy tongue shall yell and yawle and never stop And wish a world to give for one poore drop To flatter thine intolerable paine The wealth of Pluto could not then obtaine A minutes freedome from that hellish rout Whose fire burnes and never goeth out Nor house nor land not measur'd heaps of wealth

her beauty prove As chaste as loyall to her virgin-virgin-Love As thou hast beene then in that high degree I le honour her as I have honour'd thee Be she as constant as her Vestall vow And true to her devoted faith as thou I le crowne her head and fill her hand with power And give a Kingdome to her for a Dower BRIDE SONET XXIII VVHen time shall ripen these her greene desires And holy Love shal breathe her heav'nly fires Into her Virgin brest her heart shall be As true to love as I am true to thee O when thy boundlesse bountie shall conjoyne Her equall-glorious Majesty with mine My ioyes are perfect then in sacred bands Wedlocke shall couple our espoused hands BRIDEGROOME SONET XXIIII I Am thy Gard'ner Thou my fruitfull Vine Whose rip'ned clusters swell with richest Wine The Vines of So●omon were not so faire His Grapes were not so pretious as thine are His Vines were subject to the vulgar will O● hired ●ands and mercinary skill Corrupted Carles were merry with his Vines And at a price return'd their barter'd wines 2. BVt mine 's a Vineyard which no ruder hand Shall touch subjected to my sole command My selfe with this laborious arme will dresse it 〈◊〉 presence with a busie eye shall blesse it ●●rincely So●omon thy thriving Vine 〈◊〉 not so saire so bountifull as mine 〈◊〉 greedy sharers claime an earned hire 〈◊〉 mine 's reseru'd and to my selfe entire 3. O Thou that dwellest where th' eternall fame Of my renowne so glorifies my name 〈◊〉 Bride in whose celestiall tongue 〈◊〉 sacred Spels t' enchant the ruder throng ●et thy lips like a perpetuall story ●●ulge my graces and declare my glory Direct those hearts that errour leads astray Dissolve the Waxe but make obdure the Clay BRIDE SONET XXV MOst glorious Love and honourable Lord My heart 's the vowed servant of thy Word But I am weake and as a tender Vine Shall fall unpropt by that deare hand of thine Assist me therefore that I may fulfill What thou commandst and then command thy wil O leave thy Sacred Spirit in my brest As earnest of an everlasting Rest. The end SIONS ELEGIES Wept BY IEREMIE THE PROPHET And PERIPHRAS'D By FRA. QVARLES LONDON Printed by MILES FLESHER 1632. To the READER IF the ruines of Troy Rome Thebes or Carthage have beene thought a subject worthy the imployment of more serious Pennes to entaile the remembrance therof 〈◊〉 Posterity how much more worthy the paines ●●livelier pen then mine is this ancient most 〈◊〉 and never enough to bee lamented deso●●●●● and Captivity of Ierusalem Ierusalem 〈◊〉 holy City of GOD Ierusalem the type of 〈◊〉 Catholike Church After eighteene moneths siege in the eleuenth 〈◊〉 of Zedekiah the ninth day of the fourth 〈◊〉 which was the eighteenth yeere of Ne●●hadonozor over Babylon the Princes of ●●bylon surprized and tooke this brave Citie of ●●●usalem presently after which Nabuzaradan 〈◊〉 General of the Babylonian Army comman●●● by Nebuchadonozor spoyled the Temple ●●ried away the Vessels of Gold and Silver that 〈◊〉 consecrated to Gods service and the great 〈◊〉 given by King Salomon and burned the ●●●ple the first day of the next moneth which was one and twenty dayes after the surpriz●● 〈◊〉 470. yeeres sixe moneths and ten dayes after the foundation thereof 1062. yeeres sixe moneths ten dayes after the departure of the people out of Egypt ●950 yeeres sixe moneths ten dayes after the Deluge and 3513. yeeres sixe moneths ten dayes after the Creation of Adam Thus and then was this Citie of Ierusalem taken and for seventie yeeres remained the lewes in this Captivitie And this in Briefe is the generall occasion why and the time when these Lamentations were compased Reader I tender to thy consideration two things First the Pen-man Secondly the Art and Method of this Threnodia As for the first It was penned by Ieremie the Prophet the sonne of Hilkiah a Priest and undoubt●dly endighted by the Spirit of God some thinke it was written when the Prophet was in prison others when he was with Godoliah at Maspath but whether at the one place or at the other it is not much materiall to discourse Secondly as touching the Art and Method it is short and concise as being most naturall to so lamentable a subject Cicero sayes Lamentationes debent esse concisae● breves quia ●ito lachryma exarescit difficile est auditores aut lectores in illo affectu summae commiserationis diu tenere The Method is truly elegious not bound to any ordinary set forme but wildly depending upon the sudden subject that new griefes present and indeed the deepest sorrowes cannot be but distracted from all rules of method the neglect of which is veniall in such ejulations as these as which in all the Scriptures there is none so copious none so ardent concerning which Gregory Nazianzene confesses Threnos Ieremiae nunquam à se siccis oculis lectos esse Yet some thinke there is a Method kept but too fine and intricate for our grosse apprehensions touching this point Saint Ambrose lib. 8. Epist. adjust sayes Demus eas secundum artem non scripsisse at certè secundum gratiam scripsisse fatendum est quae omnem artem longè superat and with this I rest You shall observe that the foure first Chapters of these Lamentations carry a strict order in the Originall for every Verse throughout every Chapter begins with a severall letter of the Hebrew Alphabet except the third Chapter wherein the first and every third Verse onely is tyed to a Letter and continues the Alphabet through which for me the Prophet used partly for Eloquence partly for Memory sake meaning either literally thus that it ought to be perfect as the Alphabet in memory or Hieroglyphically thus that as the Alphabet is the Radix of all words so the miseries of the Iewes were the combination of all miseries For the same Causes I likewise here in my Periphrase have observed the same forme and continue the Alphabet in English as the Prophet did in the Hebrew desirous to be his shadow as much as I can It appeares by the strictnesse of the Order that these Lamentations were Originally writ in verse and as some thinke in Sapphicks but many of our learned Neotericks deny that any writings of the Iewes cary now any direct or certaine Lawes of Poesie though they confesse some ruinous Accents here and there discovered makes them imagine they writ some things in verse but now it seemes that God in dispersing them hath likewise dissolved and strucke dumbe their musicke Farewell TO THE TRVE THEANTHROPOS Iesus Christ THE SAVIOVR OF THE WORLD His Servant implores his favourable assistance THou Alpha and Omega before whom Things past present things yet to come Are all alike O prosper my designes And let thy spirit inrich my feeble lines Revive my passion let mine eye behold Those sorrowes present which were wept of old Strike sad my