chance appeach will grieue and blind Vnlesse from thence it by good meanes you shatter So that smooth foe who cunningly can flatter And as a tempest rageth in his kind Moues dust our flesh from earth vpraysde to bleare Of our redemption the much better part Our soules with charge of sinnes to vexe and feare Blinded and grieu'd with earthly dust and smart To thine eyes Lord let our eyes open bee And shut from sinne who sight blinds blind makes see SONNET LXXXII AFter acoale-blacke comfortlesse foule night With tempests horrour and thicke showers opprest Disease of Pilgrims Trauayllers vnrest When as the glorious Sunnes vprising right With chearefull beames and vertuous motion bright Hath from his Easterne mansion redressde The chearelesse Medowes and Cornefields supprest With liuely meanes of animating might In equall semblance my poore soule enlargde From this earthes blindnesse and blacke dangers free With deadly sinnes sharpe tempest late surchargde Shall when my glorious Iudge I comming see After rough stormes of sighes and showers of teares Through deare contrition franchised from feares SONNET LXXXIII THat Bird imperiall which the gentile Poets worthy thought For vertues rare preheminence to stand ascribed fit To Iupiter since in chiefe whē Romanes honor'd it As richest ensigne which could bee for their great Monarch sought That puissant and imperiall beast great into Iudah brought Which of all other beasts beside doth as commaunder sit That other firme and permanent which doth so well befit For courage strength humility seruice which he wrought The figure of that glorious and legate most Diuine Together with that Angell childe chast innocent and faire Which to the spirite of thy deare Embassadour did shine As Eagle first whose precious eyes more bright thē Sunbeames are The next is Lyon mightie made as Bull the third more strong And of thy deare Euangelists the fourth as Angell yong SONNET LXXXIIII THe paradice of ioyes true mercies seate The throne of iudgement refuge and distresse Sweete bosome of loue health and happinesse The glorious Theater where Saintes repeate The most prayse worthies prayse where froste nor heate With violent assaylance soules suppresse The quyre of Angelles Church of holynesse Sweete pardons place where pennaunce doth intreate The Pallace of eternall peace and ease The spacious Courte where Kinges and Angelles serue The scaffolde where true pompes of honour please The golden pathes where Pilgrimes neuer swerue The Stage of sacred tryumphes and that place Where tearmelesse victorie giues endelesse grace SONNET LXXXV COntrariwise that horrible blacke pitte That ougly gaole of sorrowes without ende That filthie sincke to which foule sinners tende That dreadfull fiery lake where furies sitte That warde of madnesse and outrageous fitte where hiddeous diuilles condemned spirits rende Blacke desolations denne where liues no frende But tortur'd souls depriued of their witte That filthie dungeon whose chiefe musicke is The grones outcries sobbes and forlorne laments of Parracydes and men which liu'de amisse The bootlesse teares of too late penitents That loue of haeu'n this loathsomnesse of hell The wayes of life and death directly tell SONNET LXXXVI THat loathsome spirite of vayne stinking pride Which with contempt and detestable scorne Begets all sinnes to condemnation borne That selfe consuming Enuie that foule bride Of filthie lust that gulfe still gaping wide For treasures numberlesse that poignant thorne Of wraths fel passion furious and forlorne That sincke of gluttony that slothfull guide Which to destruction and all sickenesse brings None of these mortall vices which abounde In sinfull creatures but in sorrowestings The troubled carkase with a curelesse wounde And none of these but doth the soule dismay With restlesse guilt and it to death betray SONNET LXXXVII BVt that sweete spirite modest meeke and milde Which with true zeale and solace doth imbrace The loue of vertues and eternall grace That charitie whose deedes of mercy builde With fayths assistaunce for his soule defilde An hospitall of ease in heauens pallace That spotlesse contenance with rosie face That sober temperance which hath exilde Detested ryot and foule surfets vice That hande of bountie which still giues and lendes That blessed patience soules caulme sacrifice That honest labour which lifes state defendes Through peace of conscience and souls comfort these Our heartes for heauen prepare and high God please SONNET LXXXVIII THe worldes bright comforter whose became some light Poore creatures cheereth mounting from the deepe His course doth in prefixed compasse keepe And as courageous Gyant takes delight To runne his race and exercise his might Till him downe galloping the mountaynes steepe Cleere Hesperus smooth messenger of sleepe Viewes and the siluer ornament of night Foorth bringes with starres past number in her trayne All which with Sunnes long borrowed splendour shine The Seas with full tyde swelling ebbe agayne All yeeres to their olde quarters newe resigne The windes forsake their mountayne-chambers wilde And all in all thinges with Gods vertue filde SONNET LXXXIX I Feele by motions in my sinnefull breast My sillie soule through weakenesse is depraued And Sathan fearing least it shoulde be saued My memory doth with vile sinnes infest And to procure my spirites more vnrest When of my soule in anguish helpe is craued where her chiefe refuge is with horrour raued My conscience in despayre cryes out opprest O mercie mercie grace and succour sende Father of mercie for thy Sonne sweete Iesus my sore hart and sinwounded soule defende With thy sweete helpe and holy Spirite ease vs Thy quickening vertue lende to my soule dead Then shall my foote on Sathans bellie tread SONNET LXXXX IF that sweet spirit of omnipotence All vertues and all comfort which contayneth Which in soules penitent and heauenly raygneth Whose gloryous power and vertues excellence Did rayse vp Iesus our sweete soules defence In vs and our refourmed hearts remayneth Then hee whose puissance heuenly forceretayneth and Christ vpraysde our soules preheminence Shall our base mortall bodies liuely make Through sinne and nature corruptible first And by that holy Ghost which place doth take In our reuiued spirites mortall earst Our soules and bodies both regenerate Chaung'de for a ioyfull and immortall state SONNET LXXXXI OH whither doth my lamentable soule Wing'd with a spirite of a sighing breath Prepare this langued carkase if to death Then farewell bondage of this prison foule The sinne of vile transgression where I rowle In earthly dust and tumble vnderneath I feele that sacred freelidge followeth Maugre the rage of Sathan which doth howle And cries out for lawes vengeance heare him not Respect not him deare Lorde but on me looke Looke on me my deare Lorde I feare him not My God my louing God turne not thy booke Which may my conscience with sinnes burthen grieue But let thy mercies baulme my soule relieue SONNET LXXXXII REleeue my soule with thy deare mercies balmes Monarch of precious mercie succour send I will indeuour my vile sinnes to mend And to thee my soules sacrifice in Psalmes High God
whose holy spirit outrage calmes Calme thou my sinfull spirits which intend To thy great praise their faculties to lend On my soules knees I lift my spirits Palmes With humble penitence to purchase grace These eyes this mortall bodies skies downe power Teares of contrition on my blushing face Fruites of repentance flourish with this shower My soule I feele is comforted and eas'de Then Lord with my poore offring bee well pleas'de SONNET LXXXXIII WIth my poore offring bee well pleasde sweete Lord And then with ghostly peace and hart vpraised Thy Temple celestiue where thou liu'st praised With ceaselesse Canticles and Hymnes record And meekenes which mine humble thoughts afforde I will approche not any wise amazed To see those sacred misteries rich blazed To my sinne blinded eyes before abhorr'de In thy deare presence their due tribute paying For their misgouernance and riotise My soule afflicted with harts incense praying It selfe deuoutly Lord doth sacrifice To that Lambe blemishlesse which offring made Himselfe for my sinnes and deathes forfeite paide SONNET LXXXXIIII O What a gracious burthen huge and heauie What charge importable and painefull weight Those deadly sinnes which with our soules doe fight And fresh supplies of vile offences leuie Yeelding more puisance to their powrefull might In hope with shade of euerlasting night To blind the beamesome rayes of my poore soule Which doth a restlesse stone of labour roule Till thy deare gracious mercies from thy sight Do banish them and with the glorie bright Of thy sweete pardon lighten them againe And then albeit no volumes can containe Thy praise and mercies yet will I contend From East to West their memorie to send SONNET LXXXXV THat golden Planet Lampe of this worlds light Whose glorious Easterne insurrection showes His ceasclesse course whose tearme no creatures knowes That siluer Planet torch of silent night Which when the Sunne reposeth her beames bright In Westerne Seas her Planet-darts forth throwes Whose influence doth strange euents compose That boystrous turbulence of North winds might Which swels and ruffles in outragious sort Those chearefull Southerne showers whose fruitefull dew Brings forth all sustenance for mans comfort East West North South if none thy puissance knew Relate thy wondrous vertues and with praise From West to East from North to South them raise SONNET LXXXXVI FIrme Rocke of during stone sure Bulwarke of defence Strong arme of fortitude Shielde of protection Courage of puisance and vertues of perfection Eorne of saluation and diuinest essence Thou shalt sustaine my spirite least it backeward fall Thou shalt my soule relieue from Sathans fierce giuen charge Thou shalt my cause maintaine and combate him at large Thou shalt huige blowes of sin ward from my soule in thrall Thou shalt with ghostly valour my soules strength inspire Thou shalt annointe my head with oyle of peace and ioye Thou mee shalt purifie with pure zeales holy fire By these I shall my spirites enemie destroye By these I shall effect my soules chiefe happinesse By these I shall my soule vnhalowed redresse SONNET LXXXXVII MY soule through manifold assaults of sinne In grieuous combate with my flesh retain'de Declining faintes vnlesse it bee sustain'de Then send thy mercies which might enter in To seuer them least further broyles beginne And if my soule with wounds affliction payn'de Haue penitently to thy grace complayn'de Let it by gracious mnee as some mercie winne Pure grace sweete mercie comfortable peace Zeale truth and righteousnesse are dearely met Whose fame from East to West can neuer cease Nor those which in these their affiance set Can euer bee for glories want obscure But with Saluation eternizde endure SONNET LXXXXVIII WHere shall I vex'de my sinfull head repose If that in errour and conceiued vice Which with deceitefull Blandishments intice My feeble nature mortified with sinne Then hope shall gates of my saluation close Against my soule and my dispaire beginne If that in open sight then open shame The Scarlet of my conscience will disclose And sound the shamefull Trumpet of my fame Where then shall I my vexed soule dispose If not in blind obscuritie nor light Then there euen there impenitence with those Which weepe downe teares of comfort to delight Their soule enlarged from eternall night SONNET LXXXXIX OH whether shall my troubled Muse encline When not the glorious Scaffolde of the skies Nor highest heauens resplendent hierarchies Where heau'nly Soldiours in pure armor shine Nor ayer which thy sweete spirite doth refine Nor earth thy precious bloud vnworthy prise Nor Seas which when thou list ebbe and arise Nor any creature profane or Diuine Can blaze the flourish of thy tearmelesse praise Surreaching farre by manifold large space All Diuine fabricke of thy sacred hands Euen thether shall my Muse her Musicke raise Where my soules euerlasting pallace stands Sweete refuge of saluation Court of grace SONNET 100. SAcred directour of diuine Syon With gracious handes and mercy-mouing eyes With eares attentiue take my sacrifice Beholde my teares heare my playntes which crie on Lighten my pensiue soule which woulde flye on To thy sweete mercies seate heauens Paradise Thy pure Dooues white Winges that my soule may rise And mount from this base earth deare Lorde tye on So shall my Spirite flye from starre to starre And in consent of musickes sweete reporte Beare thy rich Glories forth from farre to farre When Cherubines with Seraphines resorte And Angelles with Archangelles still to sing The glorious wonders of their heauenly King FINIS HYMNE TO THE GLORIOVS HONOVR OF THE most blessed and indiuisible Trinitie SACRED deere Father of all thinges created Whose ioyfull throane of endlesse triumph stands In glorious heauen whose name earth animated Proclaymeth through the compasse of all landes I lift these humble handes Vpheau'de with courage of a zealous harte Confirm'de with fortitude of constant fayth Assur'd in grace of some sweete mercies parte Which Treasures my deare hope in high heauen layth Which comforte my soule hath And thou deare onely Sonne of God alone Thou precious Immolacion of mankinde Who sits on right hande of thy Fathers throne Who fearefull Sathan did in fetters binde Whome death alone did finde To be the peerelesse Champion of his foyle Thou that redeemed'st from infernall payne Our great graundfathers and our selues assoyle Of our foule sinnes nor humbled didst disdayne For mankinde to be slayne And lastly thou sweete comfortable Spirite Of meekenesse holinesse and spotlesse loue By whose deare incense not our vayne demerite We purchase heritage in heauen aboue Thou that in fourme of Doue Thy sanctified Apostles didst salute Spirite of trueth which doth our comforte bring Without whose heauenly motions men are mute By whose power in the Virgines wombe did spring Our comforter and King And thou deare sacred Father of like power With thy most deare Sonne sacrifice for sinne And thou sweete holy Ghost who didst downe shower Clouen tongues of fire true glorie for to winne All which three powers cloase in One sacred and
A DIVINE CENTVRIE OF Spirituall Sonnets Altera Musa venit quid nisit alter Apollo LONDON Printed by Iohn VVindet 1595. TO THE RIGHT REVERENDE FATHER IN GOD the Right honourable and my very good Lorde TOBIE by the grace of God Bishop and Counte Palatine of Duresme and Sadberge Increase of all true zeale honour perpetuall consolation of mind and bodye RIGHT gracious and my very good Lorde if in any measure I coulde haue better deuised consonant with the weaknesse of my slender faculties how for so many your honourable great fauours to mee worthlesse neyther of any the least deserueable publiquely to divulge and promulgate the reuerende gratuitye which I still by numberlesse respects of duetie pretend and beare to your worthinesse it should haue beene euen in the mightiest power of my wittes and vertuousest indeuors more though not better manifested But since it both proceedeth from a francke spirite the chiefest treasures of my better parte I beseech your good Lordship not onely as in tollerating this boldenesse braunching from the firme confidence of my meere loue and duetie but that also in gracious admittance of your honourable Patronage you would dignifie these spirituall Poemes which this last yeere in my late litle trauails had through some partes of Fraunce as tribute of that measure of witte and inuention which it hath pleased almighty God of his super aboundant grace and mercie to endue my feeble spirite withall I daily to his honour and seruice by prescribed taske deuoted And albeit it nothing neere by millions of sacred degrees attayneth to the glorie of this diuine subiect and argument yet was it written I call his sacred Maiestie to record that I neyther for vayne glorie nor my iustification speake it in liuely touche motion and feeling-anguishe of spirite voyde of all colourable varnishe and hypocrisie and therefore more fitte for their spirituall consolatiō to bee perused of diuerse whome numerous Orations moue much more then proase and to that ende these at motion of some others my wel-deseruing friendes I haue committed to the publique tipographicall Theatre of generall censure which if they shall his omnipotencie in whose honour by mee most vnworthie vassall of sinne and mortallitie they were composed please then am I most pleased fortunate and comforted for euer And then I doubt not but they shall also hightly stande with your Lordshippes good liking and contentment to whome if in fauour these shall in this worlde passe I much lesse depende of other mens opinions referring them alone next vnder God to your honours vertuous protection and the protection of your honour to the great Protectour and disposer of all honours and blessinges With which I beseech his mightinesse indue your good Lordship and yours to his best pleasure and your deere soules comforte From London this 30. of August 1595. Your Honours in all spirituall deuotion assured Bar. Barnes To the fauourable and Christian Reader I Haue published curteous Reader an hundreth Quatorzaines in honour of the greatest disposer of all great honours wherin if through secret and inseperable combat betwixt earth and my spirite the priuie motions and sting of diuers wounds as they did succeede and grieue my soule manifested appeare Let them though not in these that singular vertue to contricion may mouingly perswade and stirre vp your Spirite to Diuine contemplation of your Ghostly comfort remaine yet as remembrancers to kindle more gracious and rich spirits of zeale and pure holinesse in your more Copious and Facile prepared wittes natures Which only as they be in respect of all other creatures reasonable and most Diuine so ought they to bee likewise in all reason imployed to the propagation honour and mightinesse of his Diuinitie whose vertue abundantly moueth vpon all vnworthie creatures of his handes but vpon vs the models of his similitude liknes in that large measure which as it is ineffable so doth it by nature enioyne vs to glorifie the singular operations of his omnipotent handes The glorious subiect as it is matchlesse and incomparable for Tytles and Mightinesse so woulde it in some richer more copious Inuentions rayse the tryumphant charyot of your sacred Muses aboue the starre-bearing firmament vpō the spirituall Pegasus of celestiall poesie in diuine harmonie of spirite beare the writer to that maiesticall Throane and Hemicycle of incomparable state and comfortable dignitie where he should with consent and assistaunce of Angelles and heauenly Spirites to the musicall stringes of royall crowned Harper's for euer sing ALLELVYA Saluation Honor Glory Renowne and Eternitie bee ascribed alwayes to the greatest God of gods King of kinges Lorde of lordes onely victorious tryumphant mercifull and gracious And if any man feele in himselfe by the secret fire of immortall Entheusiasme the learned motions of strange and diuine passions of spirite let him refine and illuminate his numerous Muses with the most sacred splendour of the holy Ghost then he shall with diuine Salust the true learned frenche Poet finde that as humane furie maketh a man lesse then a man and the very same with wilde vnreasonable beastes so diuine rage and sacred instinct of a man maketh more then man and leadeth him from his base terrestriall estate to walke aboue the starres with Angelles immortally The seuerall passions of comforte ghostly combates albeit they stand in my booke confused peraduenture therefore may to some readers seeme disordered and straunge as in their vnequall coherence of praises penitence and fearefull afflictions yet vpon some especiall occasions and in earnest true motions of the spirite were they deuised and I therefore in this respecte implore your generall fauours Reade I beseeche you and with singlenesse of zeale and true spirit giue censure according to my good will and indeuours Farewell Bar. Barnes INVOCATION To the Diuine Father of sacred Muses SONNET I. NO more lewde laies of Lighter loues I sing Nor teach my lustfull Muse abus'de to flie With Sparrowes plumes and for compassion crie To mortall beauties which no succour bring But my Muse fethered with an Angels wing Diuinely mounts aloft vnto the skie Where her loues subiects with my hopes doe lie For Cupids darts prefigurate hell's sting His quenchlesse Torch foreshowes hell's quenchles fire Kindling mens wits with lustfull laies of sinne Thy wounds my Cure deare Sauiour I desire To pearce my thoughts thy fierie Cherubinne By kindling my desires true zeale t' infuse Thy loue my theame and holy Ghost my Muse. SONNET II. SWeete Sauiour from whose fiuefold bleeding wound That comfortable Antidote distilde Which that rancke poyson hath expeld and kild In our old wretched father Adam found In Paradise when he desertlesse crown'd Receau'd it as th' enuenomde Serpent willde In steede of lustfull eyes with arrowes fillde Of sinfull loues which from their beames abound Let those sweete blessed wounds with streames of grace Aboundantly sollicite my poore spirite Rauish'de with loue of thee that didst debase Thy selfe on earth that I
indiuisible God Vouchsafe oh you perpetuall highest powers Of equall vertues yet in number odde These simple fruites of my repentaunt howers And with your graces showers The temper of my feeble wittes renewe To prosper cherish'd with celestiall dewe A Table to find out any Sonnet herein Alphabetically A ARise thou mightie God Son 35. Armies of Angels Son 74 As those three Kings Son 76. A Blast of winde Son 80. After a coale-blacke Son 82. B BLessed Creatour Son 5. Bountifull Lord Christ. Son 12. Behold deare Father Son 34. Breake thou the Iawes Son 51. Behold by misaduenture Son 81. But that sweete Son 87. C COmfort thy selfe Son 58. Contrariwise that Son 85. D DEare comforter Son 4. Deare Dauids Sonne Son 13. Did'st thou redeeme Son 53. E ELders of grace Son 75. F FOuntaine of life Son 22. Father of pietie Son 23. Fortresse of hope Son 28. Full of celestiall Son 52. From depth of fearefull Son 55. For comfort my deare Son 62. Firme Rocke Son 96. G GReat God of Abraham Son 20. Glorious Iehouah Son 25. Great God of larges Son 26. Gracious Diuine Son 38. H HEauenly Messias Son 10. High priest of Sion Son 18. High King of Kings Son 27. High mightie God Son 30. I INuironed with dangers Son 39. I feele my soule Son 49. I would not die Son 50. If death may Son 66. I feele by motions Son 89. If that sweete spirit Son 90. L LIon of Iudah Son 8. Louely Samaritane Son 19. Lord with thy light Son 36. M MErcifull Iesus Son 11. Milde King of Salem Son 17. My daies be few Son 40 My soule my soule Son 59. My soule through Son 97 N NO more leude laies Son 1. O O Gracious shepheard Son 9. O benigne Father Son 14 O glorious Patrone Son 31. O my deare God Son 37. O you light Poets Son 42. O Lord increase Son 44. O what great comfort Son 45 O Sunne and Moone Son 46. O what celestiall Son 47. O glorious conquest Son 48. O that I might Son 56. O dreadfull horrour Son 63. O mercy mercy Son 65. O glorious Crowne Son 71. Oh whether doth Son 91. Oh what a grieuous Son 94. Oh whether shall Son 99. P PVre sacrifice Son 6. Pittifull Lord. Son 15. Pure spotlesse Son 34. Purge thou my guiltie Son 77. R RAyons of glorie Son 29. Ride on in glorie Son 78. Relieue my soule Son 92. S SWeete Sauiour Son 2. Sacred Redeemer Son 3. Sure corner stone Son 16. Sole hope and blessing Son 21. Sathan abroad Son 43. Sacred director Son 100. T THe well of life Son 32. Thrice puisant generall Son 33. Tempted in forren nation Son 41. Then awfull sting Son 54. Through Sathans mallice Son 56. Then it derne Loue. Son 64. Turne not away Son 60. That bounteous largesse Son 68. The Sun of our soules light Son 72. Triumphant conquerour Son 73. The tearmelesse date Son 79. That Bird imperiall Son 83. The Paradice of ioyes Son 82. That loathsome Son 86. The worlds bright Son 88 That golden Planet Son 95. V VNto my spirite Son 70. W VVHilst spotlesse Son 7. Wher is that copious So. 6. What thing in spacious Son 67. Who to the golden sunnes Son 79. With my poore offering Son 93. Where shall I vexe Son 98. FINIS Errata Sonnet 59. for vnneathed read vnneathes Sonnet 74. for bye read by Sonnet 83 for is Lyon reade as Lyon LONDON Printed by Iohn Windet dwelling at Powles Wharfe at the signe of the Crosse Keys and are there to be soulde 1595.