names doth his fraile scholers gaine To follow follies which affections preach Lust wrath couetise pride cald we see Loue value thrift and clenlinesse to bee SON LVI VVE may reioyce but yet in Christ alone Alone in him is cause of true ioy found All other ioy is but indeed vnsound Perfection or continuance elsewhere none If man with Salomon the hap might haue To tast each earthly pleasure he desir'd He would but giue that prayse the other gaue That once possest their pleasure straight retir'd From earth to heauenly knowledge he aspir'd And humaine wisedome he did throughly sound In which he saw calamities abound And did neglect as vaine things most admir'd In this alone contented ioy is showne To loue feare serue this Christ our corner stone SON LVII VVIse Moses and graue Talions law seuere Do well agree to reason naturall And God in like sort le ts his iudgements fall So that our sinnes their proper vengeance beare As eye for eye and tooth for tooth was due So nature doth our faults for most part pay With pennance by it selfe which doth insue As we shall find if we our actions way And God himselfe doth on th'adultrer lay On wrathfull couetous and proud men all Shame bloud want scorne vnlesse in time they call For grace which onely can their ruine stay Whereby we see whom men keepe not in feare God makes by nature badge of trespasse weare SON LVIII IT seemeth strange since death so common is That daily we experience thereof haue By rich and poore wise fooles that go to graue That we so little heed do take of this Since nought so much contrarie to our will Doth flesh befall or art doth seeke to shun That yet we headlong hast to ruine still Of soule and bodie which to hell would run Scarce we so soone to liue haue but begun But drenched in affections fearefull waue We seeke to slay the soule we wish to saue And no outrage in bodie leaue vndone So that if God did not of mercie his Perforce our wils restraine we heauen should mis. SON LIX VVHo would not craue to haue his wounds be heald Who can be heald that will not shew his griefe Who senslesse of his paine would know reliefe Who can giue cure whilst truth is not reueald Who can be iudge of ill that knowes no good Who can know good that shuns to learne the same Who can it learne that selfe-loue hath withstood Who can condemne himself that knowes no blame Knowledge must first our minds more lowly frame Through lowlinesse will feare and sorrow grow Feare will seeke forth a pledge for debt we owe And pledge and portion find in Christ his name Thus knowledge of our state and pride repeald Is way to sauing health by Scripture seald SON LX. THe weapon which I did vnwieldy find Of natiue strength and powre of flesh and bloud With like whereof Goliah me withstood And I for changed sling left once behind By Gods good grace who courage gaue and strength Is now become a sword more fit for mee Who practisd in his battels now at length The vse thereof find not vnfit to bee For since to him it dedicate I see And I refreshed am with holy food My courage makes me hope I weare it shood And cause my soules great foe therewith to flee For humane arts and knowledge of the mind Do serue the Saints though worldlings they do SON LXI IT is not rest from trauell and from paine Alone that in the Sabboth is requir'd Not abstinence from meat that was desir'd So much when Ionas did his fast ordaine As rest from sinne and inward meditation Of Gods great workes and mercies which abound As feeding of our soules with recreation Of heauenly doctrine in the scriptures found As by prostrating humbly on the ground Our stubborne hearts puft vp and almost fir'd With wicked lusts with vanitie attir'd Festerd with all affections most vnsound A Sabboth or a fast so spent is gaine Whē flesh beat down the sprite doth raisd remaine SON LXII VVHat is the cause that men so much eschue The reading of the sacred written word For nought else sure but that like two edg'd sword It separates and shewes the faults from true No sentence in it read or truly wayd Or by the preacher vtterd turnes in vaine But woundes the soule with sorrow which affrayd If Gods it be to grace it cals againe But such as Sathans be to heare refraine The heauy iudgements that they haue incurd And faithlesse thinke God can ne will afford To them the blisse that children his attaine It is a signe therefore grace neuer grew In such as shun to heare and learne anew SON LXIII WHen I do heare sweet musicks pleasant sound By which the Angels records are exprest Who sing to God due prayses without rest Me thinkes to pray with them my selfe am bound When I the concord sounds of true consent Do note which by their different voice is bred It makes my hart to melt to see man bent By discord to dissolue the blisse that led To heauenly comfort which the Angels fed And is of Christian loue perfection best Whose vnitie in Christ hath made them blest To liue in him when law had left vs dead The Saints therfore on earth should aye be found With thankfull ioyfull hearts of loue t' abound SON LXIIII. AS doth the fire with imbers ouer-spred And powder in the Cannon rammed hard By which his furies but awhile debard When they breake forth procure more feare dred As aire in cloud or earth restrained long Doth by his nature in the end preuaile And in reuenge of his so suffered wrong Doth earth-quake breed or thūdring firebolts haile So when increasing sins afresh assaile Our God of mercie then is he prepard Our insolencies fiercely to reward With double ruine which he will not faile To terrifie those that in sinne are dead Whilst his to liue reseru'd thereby are lead SON LXV VVHen I do see a man of loftie mind Delighting in the pompe he doth possesse A ruine or a shame at hand I gesse For which effect God doth his iudgement blind For as most daintily we vse to feed The beasts to slaughter that we haue ordaind So surfet of delights a feare should breed Least sowrer pennance afterward remaind The proofe hereof hath still the godly waynd From pride or too much trust in happinesse Which do not still Gods fauour firme expresse But vsd as trials are of conscience faynd We therefore cause of care in plenty find To moue vs pray and watch the end behind SON LXVI AS doth the morning comfort to vs bring By giuing light to guide vs in our wayes As sun-shine beames his beautie then displayes To solace feed refresh each earthly thing So should me thinkes a thankfull heart thereby Be mou'd to waigh the fruits by them we haue And by that light a greater light espy Who these for bodies good vnto vs gaue Like light
a litle backe from ill To wallow in the myre againe I go No powre is in me Lord my life to mend Vnlesse thy hand from heau'n me comfort send SON XXXII FAine would I fence this feeble flesh of mine From Satans furie who me thus assailes Which doth besiege my soule and meanes to pine My conscience which my sin so sore bewailes His busie braine to win me neuer failes And leaues no stratagem at all vntride My fainting hope I know not what it ailes But it doth feare the batt'ry to abide The safest way must be what ere betide To set a watch to looke vnto my waies Lest pride or lust or wrath do let him slide Into my hart which yet vnyeelded staies But like a theefe he stealeth me vpon Watch thou me Lord ech houre else I am gon SON XXXIII MY sinnes behold ô Lord are manifold VVhich do incamp my soule each houre about Still me intrenched with distrust they hold So that no frutes of faith can issue out Their fleshly champion is a soldiar stout VVho is assist by world and Satans aide And foule affections readie are in rout To further force to lust but hardly staide The earthly treasures haue with pleasure paide The hatefull Army which doth hast to hell My natiue powre their passage not denaide VVhich makes their pride and peruerse wil to swel I see no way to helpe to shun decaie But on thy graces rescue Lord to staie SON XXXIIII THe greedinesse of this my corrupt minde VVhich tasteth not but of the earthly gaine And in thy glorie can no profit finde But seekes with symonie my soule to staine Makes me alas for carnall treasor vaine Like Elizeus seruant to desire A present of worldes pleasure mixt with paine As recompence of heauenly comforts hire I sorcerer like do also oft require Like marchandise thy graces for to buye Supposing morall vertues may aspire To saue my soule and sin to mortifie But lo I see soules leprosie herein And craue that praiers may my pardon win SON XXXV VOyd of true life and buried in the graue Of wicked flesh alas I long haue bin No earthly comfort can my conscience haue VVhich was corrupted with all lothsome sin My sister vertues to despaire begin Of euer seeing once my lifes restore Ne is there any other way to win True life indeed which shall decay no more But prostrate Lord thy helpe for to implore And craue thy gracious presence at the last To aide the soule thy sonne hath lou'd before For time of grace with thee is neuer past Roll backe hard stone from heart bid him arise VVho slaue to sin in earthly coffin lies SON XXXVI MY bodie Lord the house which hath bene long Possest with spirits to ruine of the same VVhich forst me forward vnto open wrong Of conscience by defacing of thy name Hath found some comfort since thy message came Vnto my soule which in thy word was sent VVhose powerfull truth hath bound seeks to tame The furious lust which to my ruine bent Grant Lord from heart I may indeed repent And therewith chase these fiends fro out of me Sweep cleane my house fro out of which they went And garnished with graces let it be Let puissant faith henceforth possesse the place Lest sin returne with legions of disgrace SON XXXVII AMidst this famine of Sarepta soile Where I a widow dwell poore and abiect Compeld by sin with sweat of browes to toile To gather stickes from cold me to protect Behold me Lord a caitiue thus neglect Whom sin hath banished thy blessed land Who yet in heart thy Prophers do affect And with thy church to life and death wold stand I offer all my treasures here in hand That litle sparke of grace yet left behinde Increase it Lord vnto a great fire-brand Of faith which may a frutefull haruest finde My meale and Oyle ô Lord do thou increase My selfe sonne shall praise thee so in pease SON XXXVIII BOrne blinde I was through sinfull Adams fall And neuer since could see with carnall eyes Ne know I where or how for helpe to call From out of sin to holie life to rise It pleased thee ô Lord that in this wise Thy powre and glorie might to man appeare Who gracelesse groueling in earths darknesse lies And wants the eyes of faith his soule to cheare But since thou sentst thy sonne my Sauiour deare To shine in light to those in darknesse weare To dym the worldly wisdome seeming cleare And sinfull soules froÌ„ hell to heauen to reare Touch thou my eyes with faith wash me with grace In Sylo poole thy word which I embrace SON XXXIX HOw drunken are my humors all alasse With wine of vanitie and sensuall lust Which from one sin do to an other passe And after euill daily more do thrust Of force my faults for shame confesse I must My lauish vsage of thy graces sent My soules consent to action so vniust As death of Prophets teaching to repent Like Herod I about the matter went To please the follies of my flesh delight Incest'ous I to sin so much was bent That offred mercie pleased not my sight But Lord prepare my heart to see my sin That sorrow may a way to mends bigin SON XL. THough with thy Saints ô Lord I choise haue made To spend my daies in praising of thy name And in the studie of thy word to wade To feed my faith with portion of the same Yet can I not my choice so rightly frame Aâ—midst the spacious fields where truth doth grow But whilst to gather healthfull herbe I came A bitter bud I found of fearefull show Which threatneth me with death and ouerthrow Vnto my soule which feedeth greedely On sin the weed which Satan did bestow By poisoned tast thereof I pined lie But Christ thy sonne by faith me helth shall bring Discharge the law and bruse this deadly sting SON XLI ACcording to the promise of thy word To giue the victorie ô Lord to those That fight thy battels with a faithfull sword Against the world flesh diuell and thy foes I seeke ô Lord proud Iericho t' inclose Incouragde by thy graces from aboue My shooes of foule affects I pray thee lose Before on holy earth my path I moue Thy powerfull hand by prayers let me proue Which daily seu'n times I to thee direct Shake thou the walles of sin for my behoue And in this skirmish do thou me protect The frutes of flesh pride lust and error all So shall be wract and sin not raise a wall SON XLII AMidst the graues of death this many a yeare My soule possessed with all sorts of sin Hath liu'd and held that frutefull place so deare That from the same no counsell could me win To beate my selfe my follies neuer lin No reason can with chaines binde so my will But to vnlose my lust I do begin With helpe of furious fiend who aides me still But since thy sonne appeareth me vntill I craue I
To the vertuous Lady the Lady Woollie FArre fet deare bought doth fit a Lady best Such you deserue such would my will bestow Good things are rare rare things esteem'd you know Rare should yours be as you rare of the rest Such hold this gift fetcht from a forraine land Which wisest King as pretious did prouide Who viewing all the earth hath nought espide Whose worth herewith coÌ„par'd may longer stand The price I dare assure is very deare As puchasd by your merit and my care Whose trauell would a better gift prepare If any better worthy might appeare Then this accept as I the same intend Which dutie to the dead would will me send ECCLESIASTES OTHERVVISE CALLED THE PREACHER Containing Salomons Sermons or Commentaries as it may probably be collected vpon the 49. Psalme of Dauid his father Compendiously abridged and also paraphrastically dilated in English poesie according to the analogie of Scripture and consent of the most approued writer thereof Composed by H. L. Gentleman Whereunto are annexed sundrie Sonets of CHRISTIAN PASSIONS heretofore printed and now corrected and augmented with other affectionate Sonets of a feeling conscience of the same Authors Psal. 144. 3 Lord what is man that thou regardest him or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him 4 Man is like to vanitie his dayes like a shadow that vanisheth LONDON Printed by Richard Field dwelling in the Blacke-friers neare Ludgate 1597. TO THE RIGHT EXCELLENT AND NOBLE PRINCESSE LADIE OF RAREST VERTVES Queene Elizabeth our most gracious Soueraigne her Highnes faithfull subiect Henrie Lok wisheth perfect and perpetuall felicitie THE purest liquor drawne out of the heauenly fountaine of SALOMONS inspired wisdom I here with all zeale of your Highnesse seruice in most huÌ„ble dutie offer to your thrise sacred Maiestie vnder whose most glorious Empire hauing first receiued the breath of this life and by whose shining beames of most gracious gouernement that life hauing tasted part of the common comfort of your many happie subiects and peculiar fauor of your most princely countenance I cannot but as I acknowledge all my powers of right to pertain to your Highnesse disposition so to force my weake indeuours to testifie the sinceritie of the same This my present which in a rustie caske in steed of a golden cup I haue ventured to purchase for your Highnesse is I confesse farre vnworthie your Maiesties tasting of though in the benignitie of Dauids spirit I doubt not your Highnes will accept the same which as it is borrowed from the labours of so mightie and worthie a king as was Salomon the true Author therof it seems most fit the dedication to your Maiestie who in Empire being a peere vnto him in election a partner in happinesse a riuall and in wisedome a Sabian obseruer of his soundest doctrines can perfectliest iudge and will kindliest I assure my selfe welcome this his child for his fathers sake which must be and so I desire his onely grace For with me it is true that in the composition hereof it fared as with more worthie Nehemias when he attempted the repaire of the holy Citie who being oftentimes disturbed therein by the practise and malice of Sanballat Tobia and Geshem was sometimes forced to desist from his attempt and in the end to effect it with sword in one hand and mattock in the other so whilest common cares and domestik duties the direct enemies to all ingenious actions and proper poyson of pure inuention did many times confound my iudgement disturbe my leisure in a maner vtterly disable my disposition for so waighty an affaire remouing so often my hand from my mind and my minde almost from the affection of my heart I with half my weak selfe haue bene driuen thus to peece together this often broken off now vnworkmanly perfected taske VVhich yet as a well fauoured person euen in meane attires seemes yet euer comely will I doubt not shew some excellencie of the coÌ„posers spirit though it be not artificially clothed with borowed bewties froÌ„ my barren braine And your Highnesse whose course of life so wel conformeth with this his discourse teaching vs your subiects by holy practise what he by deuine precepts instructed his may as iustly chalenge me seemeth the publication of the like discourse as we without defrauding God of his honor your Highnesse of your due may not conceale the perfect resemblance your Highnes hath of him in name disposition and fortune we with his subiects in honor prosperitie and peace which albeit we your inferior subiects as the weake sighted eyes which cannot behold perfectly the face of the sunne but looking downe in the water nor see his first appearing in the East but by looking for the shadow in the VVest knowing our disabilities iudicially to obserue the cleare brightnes of your shining vertues referring to bordering Princes and attendant Peeres the more fit recording of the same we take palpable assuraÌ„ces of the blessed Spirit of God working in you by the like frute of peace prosperitie and plenty deriued by your Maiesties most excellent gouernement and wisdome vnto vs whos 's first worke of building vp the Church of Christ prouiding for learning restoring the decayd streÌ„gth and munitions of the realme enriching the treasurie of the land by refined coine retaining with most princely magnanimity the ancient ample bounds of your Empire the establishment of so many profitable factories for vnfrequented trafficke the chargeable discoueries of so many vnknown parts the honorable repulsioÌ„ of so many foes the bounteous purchase of so many neighbor frieÌ„ds the charitable relief of so many Christians oppressed the equal distribution of iustice vnto all all tending to the glory of God prosperitie of your raigne do sensibly without any disparagement of the greatnesse of that mightie Prince draw on a certaine liuely comparison of both your ê“perties blessings which therfore might excuse me of flatterie if in a few words I should point thereat But I wil leaue the ampler relatioÌ„ hereof to future posterities herein huÌ„bly crauing pardon of your Maiestie for this my presumption which indeed hath bene founded on your Highnesse gracious acceptance of my former Passionate present and recommending them anew to your Maiesties fauor herewithall augmented and reformed I will with all feruencie of prayer coÌ„mend your Highnes to the protection of the Almightie who as he hath confirmed your throne these now nigh fortie yeares amongst vs to the vniuersall peace and comfort of his Israell the Church of Europe so may he redouble and continue euen to the end if so his Highnesse please your Maiesties most happie raigne ouer vs for euer Your Maiesties most dutifull and loyall subiect HENRY LOK To the Christian Reader IT is the most fit subiect for the nobility of mans spirit to meditate of felicitie and a true saying of Aristotle that Omnia appetunt bonum Yea the common practise of our high minded age is to striue for the same in the
neighbour loue he owes Vnto those lower regions forth doth call From hils and dales exhaled breaths whence growes As many winds as on earths compasse blowes Which cleansing clouds and drying dampish soile Do whistling through earths hollow vaults recoile verse 7 Fresh waters from the sea thence flowes their ebs yet fill not it verse 8 All is but toyle man sees or heares with his insatiat wit 7. 〈…〉 The liquid streames of waters which arise Fro out the Cesterne of the Centors deepe Whose winding channels in a wondrous wise Through hils and dales in curbed wise do creepe A constant progresse do by nature keepe Till they the Ocean their deere mother meet Whose brackish tears for thē their drops make sweet Whose fruitfull wombe in gratefull wise repaies The yeelding earth the tribute of her loue By sending strayned springs through forced waies And Porus passages for mans behoue That so her selfe in bounds might mildly moue Who yeelds likewise to beare earths heauy brood And breeds her selfe some store of humaine food 8. All things are full of labour man can not vtter it the eye is not satisfied with seeing nor the eare filled with hearing And not these compound elements alone Are subiect to this intercourse of change But euen the foure pure elements ech one Doe from themselues to th' others natures range Though contrary by kind with motion strange Earth into water turnes moist into aire Pure aire to fire Condenst they backe repaire So all things labour euermore and tend Vnto their end which when they once attaine That forme doth chaunge and to another bend Which likewise in his time hath end againe And nothing in one state doth long remaine Whose wondrous frame in vaine man seekes to find Whilst no mans studie can suffise his mind verse 9 What euer hath bene shall be done for there is nothing new verse 10 What may we say is now the which was not before thinke you 9. What is it that hath bene that that shall be and what is it that hath bene done that which shall be done and there is no new thing vnder the Sun For proofe let me demaund but this of you Who most haue searched natures secret powre And you who are conuerst in stories true And you obseruers of ech day and howre Haue ye not found that time doth all deuour And that new times the like things doth produce As any former ages had in vse We dreame of secrets daily newly found And of inuentions passing former wits We thinke our world with wisedome doth abound And fame for knowledge vs much rather fits But ouer-weening thoughts this toy begits Their longer liues more temperately led In holy studie sure more knowledge bred 10. Is there any thing whereof one may say behold this it is new it hath bene already in the old time that was before vs. What one thing can we say is new indeed Excepting time it selfe which still renewes New sinnes perhaps this wicked age would breed Yet can not other then first age did vse The name of new indeede we do abuse By calling new the thing we newly know Which rather ignorance of skill doth show Those elder times no doubt in golden age When natures strength was in her youthfull prime When Will on Wisedome tended as a Page And loue of vertue banisht many a crime When humble thoughts did not for glory clime Then all things flourisht sure that now we see And actions all that are or that may bee verse 11 Things past forgotten are we see and future so shal bee verse 12 In Ierusalem Israels king I was who teacheth thee 11. There is no memorie of the former neither shall there be a remembrance of the latter that shall be with them that shal come after But they forgotten are as ours once shall Mans few and euill dayes with cares of mind Make many worthy things to dust to fall And vs to predecessors grow vnkind Whose fames with theirs shall vanish with the wind And as our stealing wits would clips their fame Deuouring time shall desolate our name For what more equall recompence is due To such as others merits doe depraue Then that like base contempt do them insue And of successors they like guerdon haue And so we see fame leaues vs at the graue Build then his happinesse on earth who will He but himselfe with care and scorne shall fill 12. I the Preacher haue bene king ouer Israell in Ierusalem By proofe I speake who once a mighty King Did sway the Scepter of the holy seed Whose blessed name of peace true peace did bring And publike wealth which happinesse did breed And all delights whereon the world doth feed From Dan to Bersaba there bound before And from Euphrates vnto Nylus shore My seat in Centor of earths Paradice In blest Ierusalem Gods dwelling place Neare to whereas mount Sion doth arise The holy hill which doth the countrey grace Wherein I ruled not a litle space For fortie yeares I raigned still in peace And in a ripened age I did decease verse 13 I gaue my heart God gaue this care true wisedome out to find verse 14 My studie found all vnder sunne to be but griefe of mind 13. And I haue giuen mine heart to search and find out wisedome by all things that are done vnder the heauen this sore trauell hath God giue to the sonnes of men to humble them thereby And all this time I bent my power and will To find faire wisedomes pallace that I there My homage due might pay vnto her still And trophes to her in my heart might reare Her loue made me all other loue forbeare Welth I and honour health and euery thing Disdaind that did not me true wisedome bring I therefore first did God most humbly craue To guide my steps in such a holy care Who thenceforth thereof such a measure gaue As none for wisedome might with me compare To proue all things I did my heart prepare Insatiat still as man by nature is Of skill so doomd for Adams first amis 14. I haue considered all the works that are done vnder the sunne and behold all is vanitie vexation of the Spirit What euer nature of her selfe brings forth Or skilfull Art by practise could produce What euer did to any seeme of worth Or for necessitie might seeme of vse Was still the obiect of my studious Muse Which out of all to gather did desire That happinesse whereto we would aspire But for my paines on earth did nought attaine But losse of time and agony of Spright A vaine desire replete with skill more vaine A carefull life disguisd with vaine delight A puft vp braine with dreames of wisedomes sight But to my heart vnfruitfull of content To wearied life a lode of time mispent verse 15 The crooked thing can none make straight or nūber things amis verse 16 I thought and said in power or wit none like me was or is 15. That which is crooked can none make
straight and that which faileâ—â— can not be numbred For when I sought to practise what I knew My mind distracted diuersly was led In looking to preuent things to insew Much care in vaine I tooke no fruit it bred To know the worlds amis serues to small sted When no man can make straight the crooked tree Or mend the chance that is ordaind to bee To number forth mans miseries and woe Is hard to doe and litle would auaile To stay the Oceans course he should but goe That would support where nature meanes to faile It makes vs but our weaknesse more bewaile If any way our wisedome stood in sted It would suppresse the vices in vs bred 16. I thought in mine heart and said Behold I am become great and excell in wisedom all them that haue bene before me in lerusalem and mine hart hath seene much wisedome and knowledge And though alas I might of all men best For wisedome be reputed mongst the great Whose knowledge farre surpassed all the rest Before me euer were in Israels seate Or any others whom Records repeat Yea then was Chalcoll Darda or Ethan Heman Maholl or any liuing man Yet I for all my knowledge must confesse That childish blindnesse raigneth ouer all The more I knew I thought I knew the lesse My knowledge ignorance I seem'd to call When to the skanning of it I did fall As farre to weake true wisedome to behold As man vnfit Gods secrets to vnfold verse 17 I studied all both good and bad to know in all I found verse 18 Much grief as much wisedom grew new cares woes abouÌ„d 17. And I gaue 〈◊〉 heart to knowe wisedome and knowledge madnesse and foolishnesse I knew also that this is a vexatioÌ„ of the spirit And that I might the better others iudge I bent my selfe to euery students vaine To reade each friuolous worke I did not grudge As well as writers of more pregnant braine The rules of obseruations I did gaine Which long experience maketh many see And to the vulgar sort instructions bee I put in practise what these arts did teach And tasted euerie toy for my delight Fond actions made in modest mind a breach For will with reason I did arme to fight Yet all in fine did but torment my spright In wisdoms graue restraint my bouÌ„ds seeme straight On follie shame and sorow to awaight 18. For in the multitude of wisedome is much griefe and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth griefe So wisedome proues a style of small auaile Which cannot yeeld a man one happie day His infant studies seruile feares do quaile His youthfull yeares with wantonnesse decay His manly thoughts worlds combers weare away His yeares of iudgement for true wisedome fit Deuoyd of powre through weakned limbs do sit And yet suppose some one in ripened time In bodie and in mind haue some delight Yet he shall find when he doth seeme in prime A world of woes to march before his sight Which past or presently shall with him fight Which if he scape yet many thousands beare Whereof whilst yet he liues he stands in feare Chap. 2. verse 1 Then did I ioy proue at full which also proued vaine verse 2 Mad laughter and short ioy what ease do ye yeeld to my paine 1. I said in mine heart goe to now I will proue thee with ioy therfore take thou pleasure in pleasant things and behold this 〈◊〉 vanitie THus tired with these studies I repinde And in my heart I said no more of this Now will I try if pleasure I may find To cheare my fainting soule in worlds amis Perhaps in mirth and ioy is plast true blis Let me to counsell my affections take And let them to their likings frolike make From reasons bonds thus set at large awhile They ech of them their appetites doe fit Each seuerall sense himselfe seekes to beguile And all conspire the wished prise to git But ouer gorg'd full soone they all do surfit For lust complete sacietie doth breed And vaine the fruite that growes from such a seed 2. I said of laughter thou art mad and of ioy what is this that thou 〈◊〉 Then did I first begin indeed to know The vanitie of these vnconstant ioyes For while the foggie myst of lust doth grow As through a cloud we see it so annoyes Our purest iudgement euen with childish toyes But then as safe on shore the storme I saw Whose raging billowes did soules perill draw Then cald I laughter a deformed grace More fit for fooles then temp'rate men to try Graue maiestie expelling from the face And antike wise disguizing men whereby As madnesse I beganne it to defy As forced mirth which no sweet fruit doth bring But to relenting soule a poysned sting verse 3 With wine I wit and folly fed to find mans liues content verse 4 In stately workes of houses and of vineyards study spent 3. I sought in mine hart to giue my selfe to wine and to lead mine hart in wisedome to take hold of folly till I might see wheâ— is that goodnes of the children of men which they enioy vnder the sunne the whole number of the daies of their life The Antidote of hearts with care opprest Earths bloud wits bane wines best delighting tast I gaue my selfe to proue in my vnrest To quicken so my sprights with care defast Not glutton like with drunkennesse disgrast But as in prickly bush men Roses take So in my plentie I not measure brake For why the obiect of my actions were So limited by wisedomes happy guyde That I in them did Gods offence forbeare And in the bounds of temperance firme abyde I onely sought by all things to haue tryde Where and what is that good mans of-spring finds In life on earth which so inchaunts their minds 4. I haue made my great workes I haue built me houses I haue planted me vineyardes And for I held magnificence to bee A vertue fitting well a princely mind I built and dedicated Lord to thee A Temple where thy Arke a rest might find A worthlesse present for a God so kind Yet best that skilfull Hyrams art could frame In seauen yeares time and cost vpon the same I raysed and reedified beside Full many cities to withstand the foes And Libanus whose beautie farre and wide In fame before all other cities goes Besides a Pallace for my Queene like those Where mightiest Monarks courts haue erst bin plast Which was with many vineyards greatly grast verse 5 I gardens had and Orchards faire of euery fruitfull tree verse 6 And Aqueducts to water them the purest that might bee 5. I haue made me gardens orchards and planted in theÌ„ trees of all 〈◊〉 I made me spacious gardens therewithall Wherein to solace both my Queenes and mee In which all kind of herbes both great and small And all such flowers as either pleasing bee To sight or smell you there might plentie see Or which for health of man had any prayse Or
may no more tormented bee Lest that my soule eternally he kill But from the force of Satan make me free These brutish sinnes in swine more fit to dwell Drowne in repentant seas of teares which swell SON XLIII IN deadly sleepe ô Lord sin hath me cast Wherein secure I lye and so remaine Raise me ô Lord out of this dreame at last And let me sight and light of heauen attaine The heauie humors which my iudgment staine And dazell so the reason of my minde Grant that they may their proper vse attaine And comfort in thy grace and promise finde All fleshly wisedome of it selfe is blinde Till thou by knowledge cleare their wandring sight Out of the snare of sin flesh cannot winde Vnlesse by faith they see thy Sonne so bright Him let me still both see and eke admire And thee in him ô Lord I thee desire SON XLIIII MY wicked flesh ô Lord with sin full fraight Whose eye doth lust for euerie earthly thing By couetise allurde hath bit the baight That me to Satans seruitude will bring By violence I vertues right would wring Out of possession of the soule so weake Like vineyard which the wicked Achab king Possest by tyrants power which lawes do breake Let Prophets thine Lord to my soule so speake That in repentant sackcloth I may mone The murther of thy grace which I did wreake Whilst to my natiue strength I trust alone And let my Sauiour so prolong my daies That henceforth I may turne from sinfull waies SON XLV IF thou vouchsafdst Lord of thy goodnesse rare To sanctifie with holie presence thine The Cana marriage where thou didst not spare First miracle of water turnd to wine Then be thou present at this wedding mine Which twixt thy Church and me by faith is ment To see the want in me thy eyes encline Whose wine of grace by wanton youth is spent But being toucht with view thereof repent And craue that water of earthes healthles well May issue forth from heart with sorrow rent And turnd to wine may so with grace excell That all that see and tast this change in me May grant this worke of thee alone to be SON XLVI SInce it hath pleased thee ô Lord to send Now in my barren age of hope and grace Repentant childe from ruine to defend My name and soule to liue before thy face Thy blessings I do thankfully embrace And in thy feare will frame his tender yeare The worlds regard in me shall haue no place If once thy word and will my heart do heare And when thou calst we both will then appeare Before thy Aulter in Moriath land To offer vp thy gift my sonne so deare Obedient childe to faithfull fathers hand Which sacrifice not worthie gift for thee With Christ my Sauiors suffrings quit let bee SON XLVII OF euerie creature vncleane to fore Whereof thy holy people might not tast Thou didst present ◠Lord to Peter store Which were from heauen in sheet before him plast Which he at first refusde with mind most chast Not touching things polluted or defilde But afterward thy counsell he embrast And saw himselfe had bene before beguilde To thinke all sinners were for aye exilde From presence of thy mercies which abound Whom oft thou doest receiue as father milde If faith in Christ thy sonne in them be found By praiers faith by faith thy grace doth grow Cornelius blessing Lord on me bestow SON XLVIII HOw hard it is ô Lord for man to frame His minde corrupt to be preparde for thee With tongue vncleane to praise thy holie name With fleshly eies thy glorie for to see Homeward I bring thy blessings vnto me And make my soule their dwelling place to rest But so forgetfull of thy lawes we be That this my action Lord I see not blest Pride and contempt the waies haue so opprest That danger is the carriage ouerthrow Grant that thy grace to staie it may be prest That so my soule thy sauing health may know For to my flesh vnsanctified to trust Were aie to hasten death by iudgement iust SON XLIX MY traitrous heart which long time hath rebeld Against thy spirit which should feed me still A secret counsell in it selfe hath held To contrarie thy knowne reuealed will Whose mutinie my sences so do fill With deeds repining to thy holie law That raging pride and lust lead me to ill Forgetting tokens of thy wrath they saw As Dathan and Abyram had no awe Of Moyses and of Aron thine elect But sought a way thy people how to drawe And Prophets thine by pride for to reiect So doth my soule alas thy grace resist And in the follies of the flesh persist SON L. A Tenant most vntrue ô Lord to thee In vineyard of my bodie haue I bin To craue thy rent thy seruants came to me But nothing but intreatie bad they win My trauell therein was to nourish sin And wast the wine of thy abounding plant The more to call me backe thou didst begin The more to thee my gratitude did want Ne would my lacke of grace let me recant When thou thy onely Sonne to me didst send For sin and Satan did me so supplant That to his ruine I did also bend But Lord me lend In time repentant hart That from this vineyard I may not depart SON LI. WHilst in the garden of this earthly soile My selfe to solace and to bath I bend And fain wold quench sins heat which seems to boile Amidst my secret thoughts which shadow lend My sence and reason which should me defend As iudges chosen to the common weale Allur'd by lust my ruine do pretend By force of sin which shamelesse they reueale They secretly on my affections steale When modestie my maides I sent away To whom for helpe I thought I might appeale But grace yet strengthens me to say them nay Yet they accuse me Lord and die I shall If Christ my Daniell be not iudge of all SON LII I Iustly am accusde and now am brought By law and gilt of conscience I confesse Before thy throne conuict by deed and thought Of sinfull lust which did me so possesse That quickning graces thine I did suppresse By fading loue of world procliue to ill Whose dome eternall death and nothing lesse My soule doth see to threaten to me still But since that frailtie so the world doth fill That no one fleshly wight thereof is free For mercy Lord to thee repaire I will Who seest the hart and canst best comfort me Quit me from death grant I may fall no more But remnant of my daies thy grace implore SON LIII A Husbandman within thy Church by grace I am ô Lord and labour at the plough My hand holds fast ne will I turne my face From following thee although the soile be rough The loue of world doth make it seeme more tough And burning lust doth scorch in heat of day Till fainting faith would seeke delightfull bough To shade my soule from danger of decay
I feare it be to soule a dangerous thing Shield me Lord vnder thy protecting wing Of mercy which may saue from Satans rage My heart and voyce shall still thy prayses sing If thou the malice of my foes asswage In Sychem shall my heart an alter reare The mightie God to loue to serue to feare SON LXXXVII THe talent which thou pleasedst Lord to giue To me thy seruant that I should bestow Whilst in thy seruice on the earth I liue My diligent increase thereof to show I haue abused Lord too long I know And feare thy comming to be nigh at hand I see for breach of dutie what I owe And of thy iudgments do in terror stand Thy grace hath left me in a forreine land Where vnexpert of vertue I do straie I shall be throwne to Satans thralfull band Voyd of thy heauenly ioy and blisse for aye Vnlesse thou helpe for thou doest vse to giue Grace vnto grace and faith from faithlesse driue SON LXXXVIII SInce that it pleaseth thee thy selfe to show A iust reuenger Lord of Heath'nish sin And bring the pride of bold Philistines low Who thee defame when holy Arke they win Now that to fetch it home I do begin And in the temple of my heart to place Grant so I may thy secrets see therein That plagues for my presumption do not chase It so from me as they that fled the face Of glorie thine which therein did appeare Let faith and loue draw home by trustie trace The constant cart whose carriage is so deare And let me order so this holie worke That dregs of sin not in my deeds may lurke SON LXXXIX IN famine great of grace and comfortlesse Thy seruant Lord doth in Samaria dwell For Lord fierce Aram doth with sin oppresse The citie where my soule to harbour fell I want the strength his armies to repell Of lust and of affections most vncleane My mind whose loue doth motherlike excell Her children thoughts of mendment sees so leane That forst by famine she can find no meane To feed them long her faith so poore is growne That natiue pitie now secluding cleane Her greedie nature doth deuour her owne Beleeue in time this siege Lord cause a feare Of thee this camp of cruell sin to reare SON XC ON sweet and sauorie bread of wholesome kinde Which in thy word thou offrest store to mee To feed vpon the flesh doth lothing finde And leaues to leane ô Lord alone on thee The leauen of the Pharisies will bee The surfet of my soule and death in fine Which coueting to tast forbidden tree To carnall rules and reasons doth incline So lauishly my lusts do tast the wine Which sowrest grapes of sin filles in my cup That lo my teeth now set on edge I pine Not able wholesome food to swallow vp Vnlesse thou mend my tast and hart doest frame To loue thy lawes and praise thy holy name SON XCI OVt of thy flocke ô Lord through my defect A silly sheepe my selfe behold am lost To seeke me forth in time do not neglect Since I so precious price to thee haue cost By many by-paths Lord my feete haue crost And cannot find the way vnto thy fold Through many stormes of deep despaire thus tost To craue thy aide at last I now am bold If thou of silly groat that count doest hold That thou doest search the house to find the same No doubt my soule to sin by nature sold May mercy find by calling on thy name The Saints in heauen conuertids gaine reioyce On earth thy praise is song in heart and voice SON XCII BEhold amidst worlds desert all alone Seduced by the frailtie of the sprite Accompany'd with fleshly comfort none My soule with sin compelled is to fight Where suddenly alas before my sight I Satan see me ready to assaile By two his seruants which are most of might Presumption and dispaire which seldome faile The best perfections of mans strength to quaile By pride or want of faith or couetise By lust or gluttony or fained vaile Of vertue which doth mamy sinnes disguise But chase him Lord away by written word Which is more sharpe then his two edged sword SON XCIII THe dreame which thou to Pharo didst reueale Thou in my selfe hast made me see in deed The state alas of mans weake common weale Whereas affections of all sorts do feed The frutefull soyle of grace some whiles did breed Full faire effects in truth of heauenly kinde But many barren thoughts alas succeed And threaten famine to a vertuous minde Store of such yeares as yet I feare behinde Which Lord will starue the comfort of my faith Vnlesse thy mercy and thy wisedome finde A store house to laie vp what scripture saith In hope of which thy goodnesse lo I liue Which of thy grace Lord do thou to me giue SON XCIIII THe seed which thou the husbandman hast sowde Within my soule ô Lord by Prophets hand Hath taken roote at last by deaw bestowd Form heauenly grace which fructifies my land But lo I saw the worlds deceipt to stand In readinesse to mingle tares therein Whilst sleeping me in vanities he fand He made my frutes to ouerflow with sin But ere thy haruest to approach begin Vouchsafe to weed these frailties so away That when thy corne is to be gathered in I may be cleane and in thy garner stay Burne Lord with chastisement my fleshly lust And clense my life by faith both pure and iust SON XCV WHat strength hath man wherin may he repose A power to stay him in a vertuous way To loue thy flocke thou Lord my soule hast chose Whom to obey my vowes and words did say But in my power alas there is no stay For light temptations made me cleane forget My dutie to my Lord and to denay Him who thus long I haue too lightly set But now my heart with teares my cheekes doth wet In sorrow of my so inconstant faith Repentance hath my sin before me set And conscience now my error duly way'th Grant that thy word crow thrise thrise to mee And warne me of my dutie vnto thee SON XCVI THe malice of this monster auncient foe Of man and of the Church which thou didst plant Euen Satan Herod-like about doth goe To make my frutes of faith to grow more scant Whilst yet with weaknesse feeble youth doth pant And wanteth grace to strengthen their estate The motions of the mind doth straight recant To see soules safetie which sin faine would hate The counsels of affections do debate And do conclude to murder vertues breed Lust pride and enuy open wide the gate To furious flesh that doth the wicked deed My soule their mother mourns ô Lord their end My future frutes of grace do thou defend SON XCVII SO foolish Lord haue my affections bin So carelesse of the blessing thou doest giue So prone my nature vnto euerie sin So thanklesse of thy grace by which I liue That violently thy loue away I driue
And sell the patrimony to ensue I carry water in an open siue And change for lentil pottage birth-right due Too late alas my folly I do rue Who worlds delight preferred haue so long Reiecting heauenly knowledge treasure true Vnto my soule imposing open wrong Yet not so late ô Lord I pardon craue But yet one blessing thou for me wilt haue SON XCVIII A Sinfull Syrian Lord my father was Exilde from Paradise by iust desart I wandred into Egipt there alas To finde in world some food to please my hart Where seruile bondage vnto sin and smart I suffered so long through Satans rage That heauenly aide I crau'd thence to depart Which only able was my griefe t' asswage From silly seruant and an abiect page Thou broughtst me forth to knowledge of thy truth The blessed land and showdst me on a stage A patterne how to guide my wandring youth Such frutes therfore as faithfull soile doth yeeld I offer here first crop of blessed field SON XCIX I See alas proud Satan hath too long Defrauded thee ô Lord of that is thine And loue of world hath drawne me vnto wrong Whose heart thy offrings to bestow repine My outward knees vnto thee do incline My tong doth promise present of my store I say these gracious gifts are none of mine But will them all thy Aulter laie before But vanities doth presse me euermore And want of faith to leaue some part behinde Although I see death readie at the dore My hollow heart and lewd deceipt to finde Grant that I may my soule my power my will Present ô Lord to serue thee onely still SON C. SInce thou by grace out of wilde Oliue stocke Hast pleasd me Lord within thy Church to plant And reckon me as of thy proper flocke Who else all pleasant frute by nature went Vouchsafe my thankfull frutes be not so scant As cause thee to reiect me backe againe Of former bountie Lord do not recant But let me in thy garden still remaine By mercy not by merit I attaine This blessing promised so long before Let not this gift of thine returne in vaine But let thy goodnesse multiply the more Make sweet the frutes which bitter are by kinde Increase thy grace in bodie and in minde CONCLVSION MOurne thou no more my soule thy plaint is heard The bill is canseld of the debt it owes The vaile is rent which thee before debard And Christ his righteousnesse on thee bestowes Thus comfort to the patient alwaies growes If they attend the time God hath assignde Our strength to beare our maker best he knowes And at a need is readie for to finde Our Sauiour is so mercifull and kinde Vnto our selues he will not leaue vs long He castes our faults through loue his back behinde And turnes our plaints into more pleasant song And when we are euen at the gates of hell His glorie mercie power doth most excell THE SECOND PART OF CHRISTIAN PASsions Containing a hundred Sonets of Comfort Ioy and thankesgiuing PREFACE SOme men do mourne for suddeine ioy they say And some likewise in midst of sorrow sing Such diuers frutes do passion often bring As reason cannot course of Nature stay And happie sure he is I not denay That both these motions hath from heart contrit When frailtie of his flesh appeares to sight And mercy calling him backe from decay Who can behold the flesh and spirit fight The doubtfull issue and danger of the thing The losse whereto our nature might vs fling And gaine which grace doth giue through Sauiors might And not delight To glorifie his name And yet lament his proper natiue shame SON I. AS through a mist or in a cloud a farre I see a glimse of heauenly grace to shine And to reuiue the fainting faith of mine And spirits which with darknesse shadowed are The fleshly fog of sin did iudgment barre Of proper vse of power of reason sound Which in first parents franckly did abound And better part of natures strength did marre But since my eyes of grace a sight haue found Of that eternall light which doth incline Fro out these fogs of feare I hope t' vntwine And force of fainting faith for to confound And on a ground More firme wil build my trust And that in Christ whose promises are iust SON II. CLeng'd are the cloudes and darknesse fled away And now in triumph doth my Sauiour ride Sin hell nor death dare not his sight abide The world nor Satan can his progresse stay This piercing light of truth shall so bewray Ech stratagem their practise doth deuise Against my soule that there shall not arise One cloud of care to darken this my day But that my thoughts like to the Pilate wise Shall looke about lest that my heart should slide And by this sunne my course so constant guide That all their slightes shall not my soule disguise Which now espies The malice they me owe Which lōg they clothd with shade of plesāt show SON III. WHen as my conscience layeth forth before My thoughts the sinnes which daily I commit I thinke my selfe an instrument vnfit To witnesse forth thy glory any more But when I see that sin was first the dore By which death entred and such hold did take That death did first our want apparant make And want first cause that man did ayd implore That praiers first thy mercies do awake That mercies do renue our dulled wit That ioyed heart should not vnthankfull sit And thanks to thee doth fleshly glory shake It straight doth slake The fear which bad me stay And bids me still proceed to praise and pray SON IIII. SInce to so holy vse I consecrate The silly talent Lord thou lentst to me That it a trumpe vnto thy praise might be And witnesse of their woe that thou doest hate Doe thou ô Lord forget the abiect state Of flesh and bloud base mettle of my frame And since that thou hast sanctified the same Vouchsafe thy grace my weaknesse may abate Thou that my former wandring will didst tame And me prepare in minde to honour thee Canst giue me gifts the which thereto agree How ere my proper power be weake and lame So shall thy name Be precious in my sight And in thy praise shall be my whole delight SON V. VVOuld God I were as readie to confesse And yeeld thee praise sweet Sauiour day by day As to craue my wants I am forward ay And feruently at need to thee to presse To beg of thee alone thou wilst no lesse Because thou onely able art to giue And with each needfull thing by which we liue Thou promisest our prayers thou wilt blesse But we with vse of them should not so stay And onely seeke to thee when need doth driue Whose blessings running through an open siue No praise for recompence vnto thee pay But when we pray We should thee laud also Our thankfull harts with bountie thine should go SON VI. I Haue begun ô Lord to run the
8 The end whereto 2. 14 The pleasures of 2. 16 The powerfull pen 2. 29 The shining face 2. 36 The chastisemnts 2. 84 The thundring voyce 1. 8 The slender Citie 1. 83 This stately stage 2. 30 Thou formest me 1. 72 Though with thy Saints 1. 40 Thou hast ô Lord 1. 86 Thankes will I 2. 22 To shun the rockes 2. 74 V   VNto thy Princely 1. 5 Voide of true life 1. 35 W   VVEre it not straunge 2. 75 Where shall I build 1. 58 Where shall I finde 2. 9 What am I else 1. 71 Whilst in this world 1. 70 Whilst with the wholesome 1. 64 Whilst in the garden 1. 51 Where so I cast about 2. 23 When thou vouchsafest 1. 55 Whilst in the vaile 1. 59 Whilst that the chosen 1. 62 Whilst that in wealth 1. 66 What strength hath 1. 95 When I begin 2. 83 When as my 2. 3 What toung or pen 2. 94 What should I render 2. 28 What present 2. 42 What wealth 2. 57 What is felicitie 2. 60 When I began 2. 87 When I with griefe 2. 95 When desolate I was 2. 79 Who so beholds 2. 43 Whilst in the plentie 1. 74 Whilst I do studie 2. 24 Why should he faint 2. 69 Why should this 2. 95 Why should I 2. 90 Within this Arke 1. 3 Within thy garden 1. 15 Within thy house 1. 68 Who so behold 2. 31 Who so could 2. 56 Who seeketh not 2. 57 Who so of perfect 2. 64 Who so would liue 2. 97 Would God 2. 5 Words may well want 2. Conclus A TABLE OF FEELING AFFECtions being the third Centenarie of Sonets  Sonet ALl will not serue 6 All men by naâ—ure 41 Alas how watchfâ—ll 86 Alas ô Lord 103 Although ô Lord 118 Amidst the daungerous dayes 05 Among the many fires 129 Among the many trials 51 As those with skill 50 As doth the fire 64 As doth the morning sunne 66 But will you know 14 Come to the counsell 22 Doth any man desire 92 Downe let vs fling 43 Exilde be mortall cares 2 Faine would I bring 2 For vs who do 74 Fro out what dreame 3 Feaâ—e is a frailtie 114 Giue all to him 13 Good wordes are praysd 70 Great are the graces 97 Heale sacred seate 102 Haue we not cause 45 He that to do no euill 27 How can I hope 5 How little comfort 24 How should I vse my time 69 How can he be 91 How could I Lord 107 I cannot chuse 76 If woe there was 32 I feele ô Lord 115 I go about 18 I list not iudge 67 If thou do feede 77 If common fame 84 If God should measure vs 89 I haue desiâ—ed 93 I maâ—uell much 8 I must commend 113 I now begin 9 In midst of plentie 23 I oftentimes 53 I often heare 93 I see sometimes 68 It is not causelesse 31 I should not seeme 33 It seemeth straunge 58 It is not rest 61 It is a thing 83 It is a custome 90 Leaue me not Lord 111 Like maister like 55 Kike as the sunne 100 Long do the wicked run 99 Me thinkes sometimes 16 My yonger thoughts 85 Might Elizeus wish 98 Not onely doth the Lord 46 Not euery action 88 Of thee and of thy prayse 1 O happie Symon of Syren 19 O that we could 54 O powerfull God 101 Our blinded natures 82 Since it hath pleased the Lord 48 Since we by Baptisme 71 Since shame of men 72 Since we are found 94 Since thus my selfe 104 Since nothing else 96 Since thou ô Lord 110 Since so simplicitie 106 Slow is our God indeed 52 Straunge are in truth 42 Sometimes cleane tired 15 Tempt me no more of feeling affections Epilogue To thee ô Lord who Introduction to Prayer The fatall haps 34 Though lawfull many things 37 The season of the yeare 40 There is great odds indeed 44 The weapons which I 60 The difference is 73 The parable of seede 75 Though long Preface to prayer The more ô Lord 112 The greatest plague 117 Tâ—ue is it sure 78 Vaine are the bragges 38 What vaâ—ne lip labour 17 What is thy measure full 4 What are our senses drownd 20 When I remember 10 What loue is this 11 Who so will serue 12 When I do see the 21 Well if I finde 25 Who toucheth pitch 26 When I looke backe 28 Who seeketh aide 30 Who sowes the seede 36 We had not need in idlenesse 47 What miracle so great 49 When I consider of 53 We may reioyce 56 Wise Moses and graue 57 Who would not craue 59 What is the cause 62 When I do heare 63 When I do seamen 65 What high presumption 79 Who sees in common 80 Who giues may take 81 We haue bene babes 87 When I behold the trauell 95 When I ô Lord 108 What trust may I 109 When I ô Lord 116 Weake are my champions 119 Why do we not 120 Where hast Preface to affections FINIS Sonnets of the Author to diuers collected by the Printer And first to the Lords of her Maiesties priuie councell To the right Hâ— and most reuerend father in God my Lord Archbishop of Canterbury his grace IF Dauid did in passion iust arise When he recorded his exiled state Compar'd with happier Swallowes which deuise To build their nests so neare the Temple gate May I not mourne to see the world alate So swarme with bookes which euery where do fly Whose subiects as most base might merit hate Though curious braynes their wits therein apply When better matters buried long do ly For lacke of fauourers or protectors grace May I not take occasion thus to try My pen and craue that you the same imbrace Yes sure world knowes you can and will protect The cause why God and Prince did you erect To the Right Ho. Knight Sir Thomas Egerton Lord Keeper of the great Scale of England VVHat fame reports by mouth of good and wise It is not flattery to record the same The publike eccho of your prayse doth rise That you by iustice ballance iudgement frame Then may you not my pen of boldnesse blame If it present to your impartiall eye This holy worke to shield it with your name Which may among prophane in daungerly Wise Salomon childs parent true did try And Daniell false accusers fraud bewray By searching hearts affects and words whereby Ones fained loue the others guilt to way So iudge this worke and him shall it depraue So I desire you iustice prayse shall haue To the right Hon. the Lord Burghley Lord high Treasurer of England one of the most Noble order of the Garter c. IF Romaines held Sibillaes workes so deare Because they from Deuining spright did grow More precious present then receiue you here Which God on king king did on world bestow Our Sibill you our Salomon we know And so your words and workes the world doth prise To vertue you your selfe a father show Hence honor yours hence countries good doth rise