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Joseph reviv'd, or, The twelve last chapters of Genesis metaphrazed containing the life & death of holy Joseph / by George Lesly ...
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Lesly, George, d. 1701.
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declare What these my Dreams mean and Garland wear My Butler tells me if thou hear the Theam Thou canst interpret every anxious Dream My Lord said he that Grace is not in me But God whom I do serve can let you see A true interpretation from my Mouth Look well upon me and despise not youth For what my Maker doth to me reveal That and no more will I to Pharaoh tell Say on my Lord what was your dream Why I Said Pharaoh stood great Nilus River by And there behold seven Fat-wel-favour'd Kine Feed in a Mead and said These Beasts are mine But suddenly again to me appear'd Seven other Lean ill-shap'd and hanging ear'd Such as the Land of Egypt never bred For on the first Sev'n Fat when they had fed Their Bellies clung unto their Backs and were Ill-favour'd lean as e'r they were before Thus I awoke but when my drousie eye Was clos'd again with sleep I did espie Seven Ears of Corn upon one stalk that grew So full and good as yet I never knew After them came up Seven more was thin And wither'd as they'd Thunder-blasted bin Which suddenly the better did devour And I again wak'd calling o're and o're On those that studious Magicians were The truth of these my Dreams for to declare But all of them together answered 'T is God that caus'd your Dreams he must 'em read Now he that would by this thy favour merit Elisha-like must have Elia's Spirit Say Hebrew then the smoothness of thy brow Tells me this task will be too hard for you My youth bespeaks me ignorant I know Great Sir yet since the knowledge from below Comes not that must your doubled dream unfold That which is young by Nature Grace makes old By which I tell you that your dreams are one And signifie what Heaven will have done In Egypt Land the Seven good Ears and Kine Such years portend this he bids me divine The ill flesh'd ones and blasted Ears of Corn Foretels a Famine will make Egypt mourn For seven more See Nile cannot contain The Waters sent for nourishment of Grain And all things else needs moisture for that space After which time it will dry up Alass What I must do I know not pray be kind And as of that of this Sir speak your mind You must seek out in all the Land discreet And wise men who may strictly oversee't Them bid a fifth part of its fruit to gather These hard times will require a Nursing Father In all thy Cities let it stored be That when the Famine comes they may to thee Repair and buy it at thy Stewards hand Else this great Scarseness will undo the Land This thing when Pharaoh and his Servants heard They thanked Joseph and his God they feard Saying where shall we such another find In whom the Spirit is and knows his mind And since thy God ev'n thine hath shew'd thee this None either wiser or discreeter is In all the Kingdom therefore thou shalt be My House and Servants Ruler God to me To shew I am in earnest take this Ring And be hereafter next unto the King These clothes put on and Chains about thy neck And let my Subjects pay thee all respect Ride in my second Chariot then to thee Shall all my Vassals humbly bow the knee While I am Pharaoh it shall be a Law That all my Kingdom of thee stand in aw No foot or hand in it shall moved be Till first they have direction from thee And since thou can'st reveal my secrets all Zaphanath pa'neah I will ever call Thy name and thou shalt surely be the Son Of Potipherah who is Priest of On. Thus you have seen our Joseph in the Den Sold and imprison'd and restor'd again Now what his future happiness may be Launch out again with me and you shall see The Scene is alter'd and his celeb life Chang'd for the blessing of a vertuous Wife Who bore before the Famine unto him Two hopeful Males Manas and Ephraim The first was named so because he had Forgot his Fathers house and former Trade And when the other God did to him send He said I 'le call him Ephraim for an end Is put to my affliction and my store Increased is and Honour more and more The Plentie's ended and the Famine come Said Pharaoh Joseph let us now go home The truth of all that thou hast said I see By th' hungry peoples crying unto me For maintenance I know not what to say To still their clamour only that they may Repair to thee for answer and receive What thou thinks meet I know 't is bread they crave The Famine now grown over all the Earth And every Creature suffering under dearth The Store-houses were opened and meat The moneyed Egyptians did eat Yet though he sold to many of the store The Famine waxed daily more and more Neither did Egypt only Victuals want But in all other Countryes Food was scant Yea even in Cana'n which was wont to be For plenteousness the Worlds Granary The Famine plac'd it self in every Face Which Jacob seeing cryed out Alass What shall we do we 'd better ne'r been born Then die for hunger yet I hear there 's Corn In Egypt up then get you down and try If of the Ruler you can any buy Go thither therefore all of you save one Aim leave with me I cannot be alone Father said they our lives we owe to you Can we refuse then what you bid us do No Benjamin shall stay till we are come With all our Asses fully loaden home Your blessing Sir e'r we our Journey take We are all ready only that we lack That God's and mine your Journey prosper may Till ye return I 'le never cease to pray Your Money make full weight entreat the man Tell him the Famine's great in Canaan And that with others you are come to buy Egyptian Corn your wants that may supply Now unto Zoan Jacob's Sons are come Saying is the Lord the Governor at home We come from far O let 's obtain the grace To speak and shew him our disast'rous case Lo I am here said he your business At this they bow'd to the Earth and could express Nothing his Glory and their present grief Ties up their Tongues they cannot ask relief The Prince again who all their Faces knew Stranged himself from them and angry grew Saying whence come you surely you are Spies The countenance often the heart betrayes This rough expression so encreas'd their fear That trembling they reply No Sir this year Our Syrian Land was parch'd and nothing bore Meer want made us come unto thee for store Go go you lye I know your whispering Perswadeth me that there is no such thing But Villains come the nakedness to view Of this our Land and then himself withdrew Nay Good my Lord said they our Story hear We all Sons unto one and true men are Mark what we say and if we tell you Lyes Then and not else
JOSEPH REVIV'D OR The Twelve last Chapters of Genesis Metaphrazed Containing the LIFE DEATH Of Holy JOSEPH By GEORGE LESLY Minister of Wittering in Northamptonshier And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God Rom. 8.28 LONDON Printed for the Author and are to be sold by Charles Smith at the Angel near the Inner Temple gate Fleetstreet 1676. IMPRIMATUR Gul. Jane S.T.B. Reverend in Christo Paâ—ti D no Henrico Episc Lond. Ã Sacris Domesticis Jan. 17. 1675. To the Right Worshipful WILL. WYMONDESOLD ESQUIRE Mr. EDMUND Mr. RICHARD Mr. MATTHEW and Mr. THOMAS his Brethren with their truly Vertuous Mother and Sisters Worthy Sirs and Ladies BEING about to throw my Mite into the Publick Treasury to plant a tender VINE in the Lords VINEYARD I thought you fittest to fence it with Your favourable Aspects who are not onely almost equal in Number but Vertues to those Sacred Patriarchs whose History I have metaphrazed The Meeter is like my Self dull and despicable but the Matter is of Divine Inspiration which requires Your acceptance by Heavens Authority while as the other onely lets the World know that I am YOURS Extraordinary obliged GEO. LESLY Wittering Jan. 7. 1675 6. TO THE READER IF Heaven be pleas'd to dart his glorious Rayes Into my Soul let others take the Bayes Who climb Parnassus and Mount Helicon For airy Notions while I at the Throne Of Mercy beg an understanding Heart To measure out what Moses did impart To th' World concerning Jacob and his Seed Mong whom a Dream did great dissention breed Though God inspir'd the Prophet from above And he poor Heart revealed all in love Whose harmless Vision counted was a crime And so perhaps may this my humble Rhime Yet if in friendly manner you disclose My oversights I 'le mend or write in Prose G. L. To my Worthy Friend Mr. GEORGE LESLY upon his Poem called JOSEPH Reviv'd WITH Fiction while the airy Poet doth Abuse the Text thou tell'st the naked truth Thou stuff'st thy Verse with Sense and every Rhime Compleat speaks thee a Poet without crime He who in Sacred Phrase was once forlorn And piece-meal shown like to his Garment torn Thou offer'st whole snips and shred's thy Theam Thou draw'st his Story up without a Seam O happy Art thrice Joseph rides in State In Pharaoh's Second Char'ot first then date His second Trophy with Divine Records His Honour last commenceth with thy words Bid Breth'ren all his Glory'n Egypt tell He needs not now thy Pen hath don 't so well That all the Brittish Orb of it may ring And we of thee while thou of him do'st sing Tho. Woolsey D.D. JOSEPH REVIV'D OF Rachel's long'd for darling since I sing And thy beloved help me Jacob's King My Bark is crazie and my stock is small Yet if thou Wind and Sea command I shall Safe to the Harbour this my Pinnace bring Then of my self and it make offering At Padan-aram had this worthy breath Not long before the beauteous Rachels death Yet Hebron was the place of his abode At seventeen years belov'd of man and God Where with his Brethren Dan and Napthali Asher and Gad he on the downs did lie Feeding the Flocks with them their ill report Grieved the Lad for which he did resort Unto his aged Father and declar'd Those passages that he had seen and heard These actions Boy to them will fatal prove Though I can never take from thee that love I unto Rachel while she liv'd did bear For proof whereof this Livery take and wear This with his tydings did exasperate His Brethrens spirits so that him they hate Which heaven soon perceiveth and his fame Raiseth by dreams to be fulfill'd on them The which when he awake begins to tell Their eyes inflame and hearts with anger swell Against the harmless Youth who ne'rtheless In friendly manner did it thus express This night said he as we all binding were Sheaves in the field mine did it self uprear In King-like posture and yours round did stand Making obeisance waiting its command To which his Brethren hastily reply'd Shalt thou reign o're us Shall it e're be said That thou shalt have dominion No thy grave Is just reward for these thy Dreams to have Yet where Jehovah works no man can let He dreams again of their succeeding fate Which he once more doth unto them reveale And said this other I will not conceale And thus it was Behold the Sun and Moon With Stars eleven to me have homage done Of this he did not only certifie His Brethren but his Father who did cry Fie Son what mean these uncouth thoughts be sure Such wild presages I shall ne'r endure Think'st thou that I my Wife and Children too Shall crouch and bow and fall 'fore such as you No child be wise forbear thus to divine Lest all the rest against thee do combine This storm is ceased and the young men gone Their flocks to feed in Sechem every one For whose long absence neither night nor day Can Jacob rest till Joseph's sent away Who said Go down and see if all be right I 've suffered much for my ten Sons this night Your will said he is unto me a Law I 'le go to Sechem though I never saw The place no sooner doth he undertake his journey than the way he doth forsake And wanders too and fro in open field Till one drew nigh and pitied the child Saying What seek'st thou Stripling 't is my grief To see thee straying here without relief My Brethren Sir said he pray tell me whither They 've driven their flocks to feed I must go thither Boy answer'd he I think I heard them say Rise up and let 's to Dothan streight away And there they are for any thing I know The grass is good because the ground is low My thanks I give you Sir and if I find Them there I 'le say you were exceeding kind This said he runneth thither joyfully Not dreaming once of any danger nigh But 't was a dream for he 's no sooner spy'd By his malicious Brethren than they cry'd Behold our Dreamer comes prophetick Mome Come let us slay him he shall ne'r go home And cast him in some Pit then we will say Some evil Beast hath ta'ne his life away And then 't is hop'd that we shall quickly see A final end both of his Dreams and he But Reuben who was judg'd least to respect God or his Father doth the Lad protect Sa'ing Let 's not kill him for some time or other It will come out remember he 's our Brother If his Blood cry let us not think to thrive We 'll rather put him in this Pit alive This course he was the willinger to take Because thereby he thought to get him back Safe to his Father All this time the Lad Thought of no ill nor yet suspicion had But rush'd among them ravished with joy Wishing them health who answer Foolish Boy Hast not more Dreams