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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A89557	Marsh his mickle monument. Raised on shepherds talkings, in moderate walkings, in divine expressions, in humane transgressions.	Marsh, John, writer of verse.	1645 (1645)	Wing M733; Thomason E301_11; ESTC R200267	56,402	94

noyse against Independents as If Independency had no relation nor dependancy upon God nor no part in David of whom I I will give thee my reason or opinion without ryme think thee what thou wilt That they in their spirits have smelt such a savour of thy holy anointing which hath such an Adamantick drawing that makes them thus violently to run after Christ I it is the Common Song Master we well follow thee whereseever thou goest Of these I could instance in particulars But I leave that for a second part Vale. Something on the Lords Prayer WE whose conception Matter and our being Are the out-flowings of a noble Nature Immortall Seed infused with agreeing And sweet consenting hath produc'd a Creature Old things are past and now we do behold New things appearing daily in our sight Substantiall living breathings manyfold By which we say Our Father as by right Father of Spirits Oh how glad are we To call upon thee by the Name of Father We are thy off-spring loe we flee to thee And like the Eagles to thy body gather Sweetnesse it selfe thy Name doth so import We are thy Children and thy sons by birth We will not speak of thee by bare report For our affections are not on the Earth Thou art our Father and wee 'le hang on thee Wee 'le take no thought for thou dost still provide Wee 'le take no care in thee we shall live free We have no helper in the earth beside Father we need not aske thee where thou dwellest But we will come and see if thou give leave Then bid us come the way that thou compellest By hand of Love which never did deceive We know where thou dost dwell and where thou art in low humility thou dost delight There are thy heavens there thou dost impart Those noble uisions ravishing the sight Father shew us thy Glory we desire 〈◊〉 We faln would see thy Glory i●hen gieep Where panting Soules short breathings do aspire and the Records of thy embracings keep Now Hallowed be thy sweet and pretious Name Thy nature and thy Name are highly prized With Songs of praise we will declare the same Yea with new songs which Nature hath devised We cannot chuse but tell thy noble praise Thy pratling babes in time may learne to speak Yea we will spread our garments in thy wayes And goodly branches we will cut and break Wee 'le strew thy waies with songs and bring thee home Unto thy dwelling and thy place of rest Wee 'le bring thee to thy temple then wee 'le come And sit and hear thy wisdome which is best For thou art mighty in humility Therein thy greatnesse most of all appeareth Mighty in doing good a Majestie To which our Spirits most of all endeareth Great is thy Name and thou hast given strength Unto thy little ones for to declare it If we should hold our peace the stones at length Would melt and cry they could not long forbear it Oh let thy Kingdome come wee long for that That thou might'st raign and rule among the Nations And that those daring walls may fall down flat That do include such strange abominations With scepter of thy Love so oversway That brood of Gyants that as yet possesse The goodly hills thy captives lead away In chaines of Love their fury to suppresse Though Scepter of thy Kingdome do compell Yet such compulsion we are glad to bear To bear thy yoke we are contented well and thy commands not grievous do appear Thy Kingdome comes and we are well content To wait upon thy will and thy command If we should live out of this Element Then we should perish quickly out of hand What is thy will we will Weel 'e not repine to see thy will effected but desire It may be done in all that 's called thine In all affections low or raised higher Nought comes amisse to us for we have learn'd To be content withall things that befall us In every thing we can and have discern'd Thy hand of providence for to impale us Give us in this our day our living Bread The childrens bread for whom it is provided That we may live thy life let us be fed As thou wast wont let it be still divided For every eye of Faith lookes up to thee For satisfying food and thou suppliest Their biting wants with blessings rich and free Come all that will for thou no soule deniest This is the staffe on which wee 'le alwayes leave And by this staffe we past through Iordans flood The staffe of youth and in our Age we meane To make it all our stay and chiefest good If with this bread thou 'lt feed our fainting soul And satisfie with life our Soules desire If thou our names wilt in thy Book inroul To wear thy cloathing and thy known attire If thou wilt cloath our spirits in that white That perfect white and righteous robes divine If with thy spirit thou wilt ours unite That it may never be at odds with thine Then thou shalt be our everlasting stay Wee l seek no other fortresse to Secure us In thee wee 'l hide our selves in heat of day And in the night thy presence shall secure us Father we are in debt and cannot pay Unlesse thou make us able we shall perish Forgive our debts that we in freedome may Recover strength and our conceptions cherish We are indebted and ingag'd to yeeld Perfect obedience by thy law of love But when we wander in this mighty field Seeking our selves lost better things above But as we are indebted we have those That are in debt to us which daily wrong us Which constantly with might and maine oppose Our best endeavours yet they live among us Those we forgive and give them meat to eat And drink to drink and fain would overcome Their evill with our Good but they still threat To worke our utter ruine all and some In all our Wants Lord keep us from despaire For thou art rich and in thy house is store And we beleeve we shall not lose a haire Give us even as thou wilt or lesse or more Onely into temptation lead us not To leave us to our from that Evill Deliver us and let 's not be forgot In hellish grave to perish with the Devill For those that lie in grave and stinking ripe They have nor tongues nor will to speak thy praise Hell hugs them fast the feel no dismall gripe They have no heart nor power themselves to rais The living Oh the living that partake Of thy sweet life they they have tongves to tell And of thy wonders true Relation make How they have past the deeps in heaven and hell Through deep temptation They have past along Accounting it their Joy because they saw Thy leading hand which ne're directed wrong And from those deeps can sweet contentment draw For well we know the mighty Kingdomes thine And of thy Kindome there shall be no end Though other Kings and Princes do repine Yet with thy

finde Do not forget but bring your female Mates For 't is reported you and they are kinde He had no sooner spoke but up he call'd A pretty Crew of nimble footed Spirits Who with a Circle hand in hand Impall'd Them in the midst then with their choice delights Presented them and they were well content To be confin'd with pleasing violence Still giving heed unto their merriment A Damsell then with modest impudence Stept up and she began to play and sing With raptures of transcending pleasing Strains Some fragments of her Song I here do bring Which with delight my memory retains The SONG Come you whose mindes are free And can with us agree To walk along with we Vn●armed shall you be And hand in hand we 'l dance a round In any place where we finde ground No place we finde amisse But can enjoy our blisse And can as freely kisse Heavens hand where ere it is For every where where ere we goe We finde a friend and none's a foe When stormy Winters blasts And darksome Clouds orecasts We have a day that lasts Whose brightnesse never wasts Let raine or shine or hail or snow Our shelter we full well do know Come bring your nimble feet And let 's the Measures greet Hard measure will prove sweet And we dare boldly meet The raging Lion we can tame And make him hang his tayle with shame No Tiger Wolfe nor Bear That doth destroy and tear Can us possesse with fear Though we their raging hear Their roarings vanish in the aire Th'arr feeble things to work dispair We travell far and wide We are to no place tide Where ere we do abide We care not if men chide For harmlesse we do passe along And do no living creature wrong If we have list to eat We take no care for meat No creature we intreat No labour makes us sweat We in abundance are content And are well pleas'd when store is spent The place whereon we rest We alwayes think it best Our mindes are so possest Repinings we detest ●n every place and every thing We can behold contentment spring Then if we stand or fall Our danger is but small Our beings all in all This we our refuge call Then sink or swim or live or dye We passe our dayes contentedly We passe along unseen Ore Hils and Meadows green No creature yet hath been To view our honour'd Queen But if they come to gaze and spie We strike them blinde and leade them by We wish no creature ill Nor mean to learn the skill To poyson or to kill Nor never had a will To learn the art of cutting throats For we have learned better notes Fair Innocency rare Is the best cloathes we wear We take no further care Though we seem poor and bare So long as we go void of blame Though we go naked 't is no shame So having danc'd and sung and plai'd a while The hearers spirits being lifted up The musick ceast then with a pleasing smile She with some Nectar fill'd an Acorn cup And drank a Round to every one apart And then began a pause but 't was but short Till pleasing slumber overwhelm'd each heart Then with strong sleep each one began to snort And now 't is past my skill for to relate How long they slept but this I dare be bold When they awak'd their sweets were out of date And they were in their dumps as I was told There mirth was gone the Fairies they were fled The lovely Crew were vanish'd out of sight Then all-amort nō more with fancy fed Could not contain themselves but wept outright Tom. But 't is reported of some standers by That markt and view'd the passages of things That some of them of purpose came to try When in the midst of all their revellings If they could steal away their Gods but see How they were serv'd for by the law of like The Gods that in their own esteem were free And none durst touch much lesse presume to strike In their presumption ran so far astray That they did lose themselves thus in a maze It is no marvell they have lost their way When every fancy makes them stand and gaze For it is writ and I remember well The words I 'm sure they were not writ in vaine The Gods with whom my lovely people dwell In any case revile not with disdaine Ralph But Tom me thinks they did but hardly deal That they presum'd their Gods away to steal For when all 's lost and men their losse bewail With threatning speech to ask them what they ail Tom. To steal away their Gods now cease thy chat Peace Ralph and take advisement ere thou speak Be not too nimble for I 'le tell thee what That 's a hard task and men I know are weak 'T is not the hand of man can steal away A God adored living in the minde Or true or false a Deity bears sway Affording help to each one in a kinde But 't is the Finger of a Higher hand Who with a touch can bring away the soul And make it better Objects understand And past the power of humanes to controul Ned. Their Gods what Gods Is there a God beside The Shepherds God and are they Gods indeed Some woodden Gods I trow whose painted pride Nere stirs to help a Shepheard in his need Who hath no eyes to see when danger 's near Nor ears to hear our sad complaints and groans Nor hands to help to ease us of our fear Nor hearts mov'd to remorse with all our moans No tongues to speak divinely or direct The Shepherds of the Vallies how to keep Their flocks in comely order and select The lovely Lambs quite from the scabbed Sheep No feet to walk that we may imitate Their lovely steps in freedome and delight No living motion that might elevate But lumpish Melancholy that affrights Ralph But Ned I pray thee speak no longer now Of these uplandish Gods for fear they blast us If I can choose I 'le not come near I vow For why some Planets have great power to waste us Let 's leave that subject now I call to minde Upon a time when thee and I went forth And drove our flocks together seeming kinde With savoury words which shew'd of mickle worth We wandered up and down from place to place Up mighty Hils then all along the Dales Much time we spent then for a little space We sate us down and told some merry tales But mark the mischief I that had good store And plenty in my Bag and Bottle full Some evill Beast had found and Scrip had tore And up and down the Hedge-rows did them pull And see thy kindnesse thou hadst plenty still And I in want and hungry hunger bites Then thou went'st by as one that had no skill Nor knowledge of our loving Masters rites Thou hadst forgot I think how he doth set Himself for an example and doth bid Us learn of him what hinderance or let His wayes

we obey him He 's well contented we should stay and dwell within his house I trust you 'l not gaine-say him Is wisdome yours and will you thus confine Her piercing rayes within your narrow bounds Can you withhold her sparkling beames to shine Vpon these out-cast low despised grounds Now I perceive rightwel wer 't in your powers You would exclude these watry marish places And shut them quite beyond these walks of ours Without discerning of the Shepheards traces As if our Master did abominate Or with an eye of scorn did overlook The watry Plaines and inconsiderate To the aspiring Hils himselfe betook Iohn Now I perceive and I will tell thee plain What I conceiv'd of thee full long agoe That thy too humble flagging wing would staine The Shepherds glorie and I finde it so A Shepherd and a Souldier must be stout Undaunted courage should the minde possesse Heroick daring boldnesse brings about Brave enterprizes this thou wilt confesse Where is the glorie and the brave renown You might atchieve d' ye think to purchase fame Can you expect to get the wreathed Crown By such poor things that some will scorn to name Reade the Records and see if thou canst finde Amongst the Shepheards glories any one Ere purchast honour with so poor a minde Faith if thou canst indeed then I le have done I le say no more go on and ride apace The silly Asse will bear through thick and thin If by humility thou purchase grace Let brazen gates flee ope and let thee in Let every Shepherds Boy take up his Pipe And play and sing in this thy happie hour Let Shepherdesses when the Palmes are ripe Bring boughs and sweets to strew within thy bower Yea we will make the very pavements tell And to declare the stories of our love Those over-trodden places where we dwell Shall be engrav'd so firme that none shall move If pav'd with love the ground-work do appear How glorious then shall our adonrings be Loves noble buildings will be far more clear Transparent brightnesse we in all shall see Compos'd of love the ground-work and the frame Inside and outside so compact together No Dart of envie can impair the same Eternity outshines decaying weather Will. Ned fill a cup of Nectar and let 's drink A health to Phil. in way of thankfulnesse And wee 'l no more of thy unkindnesse think Nor take revenge although thou didst transgresse Yet pray thee have a care transgresse no more Nor evill no man if thou canst forbear For many evils make a mighty score Two evils bound together we may fear Now blest be Pan that taught us for to know What is in Man and how he is inclin'd How mighty in himself he still would grow And alwayes strong in his good thinking minde Shall I do well when I perhaps may see A Mad-man throwing fire-brands and stamp and swear Cause he is mad go kill him for to free My self from dangers where no dangers are Or if I see a drunkard reeling ripe Though not with Wine should throw him in a ditch And drown him quite sure 't would my conscience gripe And I should think some Fury did bewitch My feeble minde I de rather shun the Asse That kicks he cares not what nor where nor whom I le blame the Riders madnesse made him passe Beyond his warrant he 's the veriest Mome Come drink a Round and each one bare his knee And after we have drunk we 'l sing a Song Ralph We are content and willingly agree But pray thee William do not hold us long The SONG DRaw not near Vnlesse it may appear you are bent With intent To lay down The honour of your wreathed Crown And nakedly be seen He that comes To gather up the crums That do fall In that Hall Where the Feast And many a welcome guest Beyond themselves have been 'T will certainly be known If you bring ought your own Love doth scorn Vpon the wings of any to be born No treasure bring Nor any mighty thing Her love to gain For wealth she holds in high disdain Then strive no more Strive no more Stand by dispair Thou canst not flye Nor yet come nigh Vnto that Mansion fair You spirits that attend Vpon the souls that send Vp their sighes And their cryes From the deep And in your bottels keep The tears of weeping eyes In charity affright These wanderers in the night That do haunt And enchaunt For their ends Disguised like some Fairy Feinds And in their Circles rise Oh chase those Feinds away That spoile our Lambes each day Bring to light These crafty Gipsies manifest indite Make their graves In everlasting waves And let your cryes Adde blasting to their memories Let Loves fire Sacred ire Consume their piles And Heavens blast Their ashes cast To unrecall'd Exiles Harry You said my Brother William was shame-fac'd But now I see you are deceived quite And we all see his company hath grac'd Us every one his sweetnesse doth invite To honour him with what respect we may Le ts bid the Shepherdesses bring their Flowers And when we meet on the next Holy-day Some shall make Garlands and some strew the Bowers Then in the midst of all the Shepheards we Will lift him up above his fellow-Swains And set him in a place that all may see That Wreathe of Fame that better things containes For he is worthie and we will expresse Our love to him for he is kinde to all And there 's no Shepheards Lad but will confesse More then I le speak but whatsoe'er befall Before 't be long we 'l finde a time to meet And spend a day amongst our Western Boyes Then with a fit or two of mirth we 'l greet And feed their fancies with some pleasing noise But let 's be very wary I advise Touch not their Gods so high in their esteeming Nor in a thought their Deities despise But honour them in silence and in seeming For we well know you are not much to learn That they have mighty Holds to which they flie In their distresse which we that can discern May see their feeble strength with half an eye But fellow Shepheards hearken and I le tell A pretty story of some Western Blades That went a roving by the Fairies Well Who lay a sleeping by the Fancies shades And runne upon them ere they were aware But one that was more watchfull then the rest Began to rouze with more then common care Gave the Alarme which Gypsie Fortune blest And with undaunted courage 'gan to speak With Qui va la in English Who goes there Who answered thus A Friend though poor and weak That came from far and goes he cares not where Then come to us said he and we will dance A Round or two for we desire to deal With such and with no other if perchance We finde such friends as can our mindes conceal Then call your Crew said he and bring your Cates For we intend to taste of what we