slavish servile detested crooked odious painful displeasing tyrannous Youth Unbrideled wild hot fresh loose manly blooming vigorous ungoverned unruly amotous giddy immoderate flowing waxie pliant budding green rude raw unexperienced untutor'd active stirring unreined lustful smiling downy wanton vernant burning coltish able intemperate dissolute untamed proud ambitious voluptuous luxurious unwary rash haire-braind inconsiderate flowry lascivious soft tender free boyling impatient furious hardy unwise lively quick-headed impetuous audacious daring couragious sprightful active generous chearful merry ingenious witty briske neat inconstant sportive gamesome frolick jovial cholerick uncontrolled unmellow unripe unfledge sleeke smooth unsifted unreclaimed indiscreet riotous Z. Zeal COouragious industrious religious affectionate passionate vertuous fervent hot burning ardent officious pious sacred inflaming flamy devoted superstitious ravisht intemperate wel-tempered careful cordial hearty hot-mouthed frantick Zephirus Balmy spicy flowry cooling life-breathing life-infusing courteous mild kind odorous winged warme swift-winged wanton enamoured Zodiak Crooked painted starry heaven-girdling sparkling star-enameld star-embossed Zoylus Envious calumniating backbiting babling biting injurious detracting convitious barking carping reproachful snarling supercilious disdainful lashing captious censorious exceptious currish capricious invective sharp-toothed tongue-wounding quipping girding jeering snapping condemning reviling unknowing ignorant fantastick grinning Who with condemning eyes doth on me look Is that which gives a period to my book FINIS The ENGLISH PARNASSUS A. Abel DEaths first fruits Deaths handsel who first did lead That way which all succeeding men must tread Envies first object who first did feel the hand of fate In a short life and cursed brothers hate The first of martyrs The worlds proto-marryr Murthers first essay who first bedew'd the ground With drops of blood showâ—'d from his gushing wound whose blood doth cry And with revengeful language pierce the skie Abortive v. Embrion whom untimely birth Excus'd from all the sorrowes of the earth Imperfect Embrion Half-made man that from the wombe Took but his rise to leap into the tombe Finding a night before they see a morne The wombe Is both his crable and his tombe Abraham That miracle of faith abstract of obedience Great soul of faith who with unpalsied hands Can sacrifice his son when God commands Whose countless issue did in number vse With all those lights that twinkle in the skie whose pious prayer Hid sav'd five Cities if ten had been there As righteous as he Isaacs old fire Sarah's loyal mate Great Terah's faithful son Absolom Davids rebellious son That piece of ill plac'd beauty Whose chiefest ornament beâ—â—â—e The instrument of death and shame That double Rebel who at once did do What were too much of crime though shar'd to two Whom neither civil nor domestick law Neither a father nor a king can aw And keep from treasonable acts Who in incestious pleasures bathing lay And made the blushing sun close up the day Amaz'd to see such acts as those were done At once both by a subject and a son Envying his father should enjoy alone By him unrival'd either bed or throne Abstemious v. Temperate One that in wine tasts water in water wine As if he had drunk of the Clytorian fount which who so tasts nere after relish wine One that can slake His thirst with waters of the running lake Whose drink 's of natures brewing Who if his drink but a cold moysture have No other qualities doth in it crave And with a rich contentment can resigne To others all the pleasures of the vine Absurd things indecently joyned So have I seene the pride of Natures store The orient pearl chaind to the sooty Moore So hath the diamonds bright ray been set In night and wedded to the Nigro jet Like Delphins ranging in the wood Whilst boars are swimming on the flood Heaven and hell together lie With reconcil'd antipathie Acheron The joyless lake the flaming torrent gloomy water dismal wave Where never fish were seen to play Nor water Nymphs to keepe their holy-day The sad infernal streame the moate of hell Where the sad Furies bath their ugly limbs Achilles Faire Thetis godlike son Chirons stour pupil The Trojans fear and hate Unvanquisht mortal that from Thetis sprang He whom the silver footed goddess bore That brave attemprive spirit that could feele Deaths wounding stroke at no place but his heele Swift as the dart he cast as arrowes fleete Who though he best could laest did use his feete He for whose armes such sterne debate did rise That Ajax would not live without the prize Actaeon Unhappy hunter who became To his own dogs th' unlucky game By whom was naked in the fountain seene The beauty of the quiver-bearing Queen whom his own dogs did teare Transform'd into the figure of a deare who as he flies Wonders at the new swiftness of his thighes Adam The highest pitch of perfect nature The lively image of the great Creatour In whom comprized was what ever can Belong to the perfection of a man Reasons eldest master Gods eldest son That Universal father The general kinsman That spring of men Manhood without foregoing infancy Adamant The unrelenting stone Which nought can break but the warm blood of Goats Which fire cannot warme nor hammer bruise Poyson hating stone cut with nothing but it selfe Admire v. Wonder Admiration strikes mine eyes And all my apprehensive faculties To view with wondering amazed admiring eies With adoration to admire I 'me ravisht with just wonder To scatter the spirits in admiration Intranc'r with wonder Struck with admiring wonderment All eies that saw their lids with wonder raised Admirable v. Incredible Transcending the power of a strong belief The greaeest miracle that ever challenged wonder Each thing we see did yeeld-subject for admiration Where art and miracle draw equal breath The amazed beholders wondering eyes Were taken captive with the sight So much of miracle it hath Adonis Venus fair minion He whom his sister bore his grandsires son Faire but unhappy hunter in whom the foamie boare Sheath'd his sharp tushes wounded late before Adorne To grace embellish enamel beautifie fringe lace edge embroyder embosse enchase inlay spangle sleeke smooth file enrich varnish Adultery Adulterer The beast with two backs Adulterate mixture Stoln pleasures of the lustful bed Loves felony Venus theft That unrepaired injury Hymens high treason disloyal traitor to the marriage bed Stoln meetings in unlawful sheetes Whose longing eyes wait for the twilight Adversity v. Miserable The spight of srowning fortune Fortunes storme Fortunes clowdy brow The melice of the angry fates Heavens sowre and most malignant influence The schoole of patience Unstâ—ppy opportunity to try a friend The souls night clothes Aeacus Grim Judge of trembling ghosts Inâ—zorable shade Hells sterne triumâ—â—â— Witty inventor of sad punishment Aeneas Anchyses pious son Cytherean Heroe Venus loved darling That truest Trojan The Trojans glory and their hope More valour mixâ— with greater piety Then was in him the world could nere discrie Who on his shoulders with triumphant joy Bore his old father from the
shore An heap of bodies shipwrackt on the sea I write and having written I destroy Because my lines have bounds but not my joy So joyes the Pilot that hath scap't a grave In the swell'd bosome of an angry wave And after all his shipwrack't hopes at last Doth in that port his joyful anchour cast Which hath occasioned many pious aires And been the subject of his serious praiers Can fate present What after this I can call discontent More proud am I of this than Phaeton When Phoebus flaming chariot he did guide Before he knew the danger coming on Or else than Jason when from Colchos he Returned with the fleeces victory Then on his neck shedding a shower of joy That ten-years travell'd Greek return'd from sea Nere joyd so much to see his Ithaca Pouring himself into embracements Loosing himself in Labyrinths of joy So joy'd Andromeda freed from her chaines And the grim monster His breast scarce holds his joyes whose fancy works On golden wonders I know not whether I then was more compos'd of joy or joy of me for I seemed not merty but mirth it self As glad as was the wandering youth of Greece When he from Colchos brought the golden fleece Like sea-men that descry the land at last For whose glad sight they get the hatches under And to the Ocean tell their joyes in thunder Shaking those barnackles into the sea At once that in the wombe and cradle lay As Nymphs and Shepheards when the timbrell rings Or crooked Dolphin when the saylour sings Whose joy and mirth Transcends the united pleasures of the earth What angels tongue can let The world conceive our pleasures when we met Who could have seen how that kind Roman dame Orecome with joy did yeild her latest breath Her son returning laden with such fame When thankful Rome had mourned for his death Might have beheld her personated right When I approached to sight Like as a man whose hourely wants implore Each meals relief trudging from doore to doore That hears no dialect from churlish lips But newes of Beadles and their torruring whips Takes up perchance some unexpected treasure New-lost departs and joyful beyond measure Is so transported that he scarce believes So great a truth and what his eye perceives Not daring trust fearing it is some vision Or flâ—ttering dream deserving but derision I am too narrow to contain my joy The Merchant when he plowes the angry seas And sees the mounting billowes fall upon him As if all elements and all their anger Were turn'd into one vow'd destruction Shall not with greater joy embrace his safety My joy cannot shew it self modest enough without the badge of bitternesse my tears My plenteous joyes Wanton in fulnesse seeke to hide themselves In drops of sorrow Imparadis'd An extasie of joy Drunken with joy Ready to leap out of their skin Glove Whose fine proportion showed well what a dainty guest was wont to be lodged therein The hands sheath Glutton v. Voluptuous That dis-people all the elements to please their palates That impoverish seas And aire dispeople their proud tast to please That greedy tyrant to obey Who varies still his tribute with the day His health by surfets forfeiting Veâ—st only in the kitchen Alchimy Philosophy To tire their glutted appetite Chain'd by the teeth unto their meat and drink Digging his own grave with his teeth Witty and ambitious appetite Three elements at least dispeopled be To satisfie judicious gluttony Nice palates Knowing stomachs That never fast but presently after dinner The whole world is his confectionary Banquet beagles That wears his brains in his belly That cannot judge the controverted câ—se Twixt meat and mouth without the bribe of sauce That gull the seas Their witty appetite to please That eat The heads of parâ—ets tongues of nightingales The brains of peacocks and of ostriches And could they get the Phoenix Though nature lost her kind she were their dish Apicius Geta Galba Vitellius Heliogabalus Sybarites Abderites Sardanapalus Goates The bearded heard The wanton flocks The bleating flocks Which powle the steepest mountains motly rocks God Almighty essence arbiter of fate Who wisely governs what he did create Whose unresisted hands do tear The clouds with dreadful thunder The great Disposer The gâ—eat director of the rolling stars Emperour of Angells King of stars The great Creatour To whom nothing's so great as to resist nothing so smal as to be contemned The first and last of things Whose great arme spans the East and West And tacks the center to the sphear The great Three-one That sees the secret chambers of the heart And with his knowledge can prevent our thoughts Goodnesse's eternal fountain Searcher of the heart The spirit that all the world maintains And the poiz'd earth in empty aire susteins Great self-subsisting nature One accent of whose breath hath power To ruine heaven and earth and in an houre To build a thousond more The worlds great Architect That his mansion hath on high Above the reach of mortal eye All living creatures that doth feed And with full hand supply their need That with his miracles doth make Amazed heaven and earth to shake That by his all commanding might Did fill the new-made world with light Gods Eternal beings Awfull powers Immortal essences Heavâ—nly dwellers The blest Celestials The deathlesse powers Heaven imbowred Gods That on immortal thrones reside Heavens tenants that in heavenly Halls Haveblest abodes Ever-being states The heavenly housed powers Skie-thron'd powers Heaven-housed states Deities Immortal Synod of the glorious skie That do the fates eternal courses know And tell of things to come That have the power To trouble or compose all things below their bower The powers that never vary state Immorral guests Which with Ambrosia and Nectar feast Great Berecynthia's deathlesse prâ—geny To Go up and down To keep their pathes To apply their steps To taske their steps to To divide their nimble paces To taske the feet Direct the steps Gold Pretious dirt Fairer dunghill Mechanick trash Jove knew thee when he courted Danaae And Cupid wears thee on that arrowes head That still prevailes On Ida once the Martial maid Venus and Juno did to mortal eyes Naked for thee their sacred bodies show The bait of avarice The glittering oare India's rich bowels Tagus Pactolus sands The misers God The general charme Bright son of Sol much brighter than his father The golden ore That lies on Tagus or Pactolus shore That pure sand The Indians find upon Hydaspes strand The golden apples of the Hesperides The golden fleece The Golden number Golden rule Bills of this metal slackt At'lanta's pace And on the amorous youth bestow'd the race Venus the Nimphs mind measuring by her own Whom the rich spoiles of cities overthrown Had prostrated to Mars could well advise Th' adventurous lover how to gain the prize Nor lesse may Jupiter to gold 〈…〉 For when he turn'd himselfe in 〈…〉 Who can blame Danaaeor the bâ—â—â—en tower That they withstood not th'
shakes Father of men and Gods Great Berecynthia's son Great founder both of Gods and men Grim Saâ—urnes son The great Olympick Jove The spirit that all the world maintains And the poiz'd earth in empty aire sustainâ— That with his dreadful thunder rends the skies Who day with light inspires Dividing duskie clouds with glittering fires Who the dull earth and tempest-tossed seas Câ—ties and hells sad kingdome doth appease And with the equal power of a just law Doth Gods above inferiour mortals awe Great Panomphaeus v. Gods Thunder Justice Whose looks are â—ixt and sad her left hand holds A paire of equal ballances her right A two edg'd sword her eyes are quick and bright Not apt to sqint but nimble to discerne Her visage lovely is yet bold and sterne Unpartial maid Unbâ—ibed virgin Beauteous Astraea K. To Kill v. To Wound WIth thousand wounds divorâ—'â— the trembling soul The pavements blush with blood Thâ—s hand thy breath hath crusht to aire Made him a morsel for the jawes of death And wâ—th his sword he sign'd his fatal passe Ly bathing in their blood Dâ—ath with his purple finger shuts their eyes That command the crowching knee And the officious feet Walking upon the battlements of Soveraignty Kisse v. Lips The seals of love set on the red-wax lips Inspiring souls and whispering taâ—es of love Dumbe wooing Harmelesse adultery The melting sip Loves alarme Loves sweet indearments The close conjunction of the happy lips When zealous love print stories on thir lips On lips to print the volumes of their love Loves silent but perswasive Rhetorick Loves silent Oâ—atoâ—y language The soft and warm impression of the lips The lips dissolv'd Hymens lesse delights The lovers oath when lips are made the book To coyn young Cupids Loves mintage Loves indentures Their lips do meet so near That cockles might be tutor'd there Whose kisses raisâ— betwixt them such a fire That should the Phoenix see he to expire Would shun the spicy mountains and so take Himself between their lips a grave to make Loves tribute To seal loves contract Honest adultery As if he pluckt up kisses by the roots That grew upon her lips The blind Gods darts The abstract of true love Loves print Knee Where the thighes Knit with the ham-strings in the knotty joynt The parts sacred to mercy The supple bender L. Laborious HIs sauce was labour exercise his fire Industrioâ—s Bees so in the prime of May By sunshine through the flowry meadowes stray In every joynt about him moves An Intellectus Agens Labour needlesse To powre â—â—o the sea an uselesse shower To guild refined gold To paint the lilly To throw perfume upon the violet Send owls to Athens To smooth the ice or adde another hiew â—â—o the rainbow or with taper light To seeke the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish To adde stars to the enamel'd firmament To give drops to the swelling Ocean And adde more beams to the Garish sun To give more trees unto the thronged wood â—ore leaves unto those trees Labour in vain v. Impossible To number sands and drink the Ocean dâ—y To wash the brick or the scorcht Aethiop To sow their seed upon the plashie shore To roll the restlesse stone of Sisyphus And cast in water to th'unbottom'd tub To teach the crab go forward To make a bucket of a five Make thornes bear figs and make the thistles stoope Prest with her grapie clusters Make fire and water meet without contention And seek to reconcile antipathies Go tutour stocks preach to the sencelâ—sse stones Go and sheare wool from the dull affes back From the smooth bladders go and pull the haires Go boyle a stone and plough the barren shore Or throw thy seed upon the mooving wave Wâ—ite on the water go and cut the fire Build on the sand and teach the stones to swim Go hunt the winds seek to revive the dead Sing to the deaf or the â—egardlesse shores Teach eagles how to fly Dolphins to swim Dig through the Isthmus prattle to the stones Go glue the bâ—oken shell spin spiders webs Fâ—ght with the Gods teach asses for the race Go tie a knot on Dolphins slippery tayles And think to bake thy loaves in a cold oven Go feed a whetstone till thou makst it fat Kâ—â—k against pricks and strive against the stream That since she clean forgot her former note His fear the stout asp could not then dissemble Which since that time is ever seen to tremble The stars for pity drop down from their sphears And Cynthia in gloomy vale of night Inshrowds the pale beams of her borrowed light Then envy slept and waking wept And cruelty it selfe sate almost crying There 's not in all The stock of sorrow any charme can call Death sooner up For misick in the breath Of thunder and a sweetnesse even in death It brings with it if you with this compare All the loud noises that torment the aire Able to move And justifie compassion in the brest Of unrelenting Stoicks Fit object for the weeping eyâ— If time will not allow His death-prevented eyes to weep enough Then let his dying language recommend What 's left to his posterity to end Let such as shall rehearse This story howle like Irish at an hearse Which who so hears It makes the eyes pay ransome for the ears Larke The wakeful herald of the morne Days mounting herald The bird that learns observance to the sun Quavering her clear notes in the quiet aire The ploughmans clock The bird that to the morning sings The Lyrick trumpeter of day To laugh Mood by the itching spleen Smiling his face into more lines than are in the new maps with the Augmentation of the Indies The cirles of the eyes flow with distilled laughter Mirth digs her dimpling pits within the cheeke Steeping their hard dry bisket jests In their own laughter The eyes invested with the loveliest smiles â—raw dry the sea or set it all on fire Gorob the naked man of all his clothes â—rom the childs elbow go and pluck a beard Labaerinth v. Minotaure Art therein would needs be delighâ—ful counterfeiting its enemy â—â—rour and making order in confusion Meanders winding intricate mazes Which so beguil'd The troubled sence that he which made the same Could scarce retire The mazâ—e house of Daedalus The winding prison of the Minotaure To Lament v. to Mourne To tear the aire with cries So wept the Fawnes that in the forrâ—st keepe So all the Nymphes and shaggâ—e Satyrs weepe Lamenting their lov'd Marsyas They with remorselesse hands their bosoms tear And wailing call on him that cannot hear And with torn garments they present their woe v. Elegie Tears Weep Lamentable Sorrowfull Which who so reads His eyes may spare to weep and learn to bleed Carnation tears Like Niobe let every one That cannot melt at this turne to a stone To hear of this Each heart was turn'd a wardrobe of true passion Where griefs were clothed in a several fashion Grief went her progresse through all
Did light those beamy stars which greater light did dâ—rk Now each thing that enjoy'd that fiery quickning spark Which life is call'd were mov'd their spirits to repose And wanting use of eyes their eyes began to close A silence sweet each place with one consent embraâ—'â— A musick sweet to one in careful musing plac't And mother earth now clad in mourning weeds did breath A dull desiâ—e to kisse the image of our death Earth thing with her black mantle night doth sconce Saving the glow-worme which would courteous be Of that small light of watching shepheards see The welkin had full niggardly inclos'd In coffâ—r of dim clouds his silver groates When Phaebe doth behold Her silver visage in the watry glasse Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grasse Night that from eyes their busie function takes The ear more quick of apprehension makes Wherein it doth impaire the seeing sence But paies the hearing double recompence Borne by swift dragons in an Ebon coach The creeping murmure and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe The Churchyards yawne and hell it selfe breaths out Contagion to this world When the Diurnal Charirioter had set His fierie brasse-hooâ—'d coursers to their meat And o'r his golden glistering locks had spread The jetty hangings of his sable bed Lights sable Coffin buries up the day The night close mouâ—ner for the dying light Bedews her cheeks with tears When the wearied Sun is gone to rest And darknesse made the worlds unwelcome guest The sable mantle of the silent night Shut from the world the ever joysome light Care flâ—d away and softest slumbers please To leave the Court for lowly Cottages Now when the night her sable wings had spread And sleep his dew on pensive mortals shed When visions in their aâ—rie shapes appear Wild boars foâ—sake their densâ—on woody hills And sleightfull otters left the purling rills Rooks to their nests in high woods now were flung And with their spread wings shield their naked young When thieves from thickets to the crosse way stirre And terrour frights the lonely passenger â—en nought was heard but now and then the howl â—f some vâ—le Curre or whooping of the owl â—w the hungry lion roars â—d the wolf beholds the Moon â—hilst the heavy Plow-man snores â— with weary task foredon â— the wasted brands do glow â—ile the screâ—ch owl screeching loud â—s the wretch that lies in woe â— remembrance of a shrowd V. Moon Stars Sleep Midnight â—ow it is the time of night â—t the graves all gaping wide â—y one lets forth hiâ— spright â—n the Church yard paths to glide â—ow o'â— one half of the world â—chie darknesse round is hurl'd â—aâ—ures seem dead and wicked dreams abuse â—he curtain'd sleep now witchcraft celebrates â—ale Hecaâ—'s offerings â—he owl is abroad the Bat and the Toad â— And so is the Cat a Mountain â—he Ant and the Mole â—it both in an hole And the frog peeps out of the fountain â—imes dead low water when all minds devest To morrows businesse The noon of night When stars begin to stoop Tâ—e stars had reach'd their middle height When Titans ray Gâ—ves the Antipodes their noon of day When morrals have Their Buâ—ial in their voluntary grave Bed â—y this the feathered Bellman of the night â—nt â—orth his midnight summons to invite â—ll eyes to slumber When far spent night perswades each mortall eye To whom nor art nor nature granâ—eth light To lay his then mark wanting shafts of sight Clos'd with their quivers in sleeps armourâ—e The noontide of th' Antipodes The deep of night is crept upon our talk The dead wast of the night The aged night is now grown gray The midnight bell Doth with his iron tongue and brazâ—n mouth Sound on unto the drowsie race of death The gaudy day Is crept into the bosome of the sea And now loud houling wolves aroâ—se the Jades That drag the Tragick melancholy night Who with their drowsie slow and flagging wings Clip dead means bones and from their misty jawes Breath foule contagious darknesse in the aire The deepest silence of the night And Luna in her crescent shined bright Now 't was still night and weary limbes at ease Slept sweetly woods were husht and calme the seas When the still night did gently kisse the trees And they did make no noise The moone-light sweetly sleeps upon the bankes Nightingale Making a thorne her prick-song booke Woods musicks king The forrest harmelesse Syren Inchanting Syrens of the aire Warbling Philomel The forrest Lutinist The yearly Augut of the spring Nilus Whose streams a thousand waies In winding tracks and wanton turnings plaies On Aegypts fertile brest Which with his amorous folding armes doth seeme T' embrace smal â—slands whilst his silver stream From several channels of it selfe doth meete And oft it self with wanton kisses greet The seven horn'd river paper-bearing stream Whose fruitful inundation Aegipt with plenty crownes The streams of Nile Augmented by the weeping Crocodile Nimble v. Swift So free from dregs of earth that you would think Hâ—s body were assum'd and did disguise Some one of the celestial Hierarchies Their very first matter was quicksands Nimble as fiery elves â— if their veins ran with quick-silver â—pricious spirits a vein of Mercury in his feet â—ike subtle snakes can almost skip out of his skin That can rise â—nd stoop almost together like an arrow â—oot through the air as nimbly as a star 〈◊〉 short as doth a swallow and be here â—nd there and here and yonder all at once Born Like Iphichus upon the tops of corn Nimble as winged hours â—o dance and caper o'r the â—ops of flowers And ride the sun-beams Niobe VVhom all might call The happiest mother that yet ever brought Life unto light had not heâ— self so thought Of late envâ—'d by those That were her friends now pitied by her foes The weeping marble Never fate Pâ—oduc'd a greater Monument Of slipperie heights and prides descent A sepâ—lchre without a body A body without a sepulcher â— Body and sepulcher unto her self She that was made to know The utmost heavenly smiles or frowns could do Noah's Ark. Holy Janus soveraign boaâ— Where Churches and all Monarchies did float Tâ—at swimming Colledge and free hospitall Of all Mankind that cage and vivarie Of fowls and beasts in whose womb destiny â—s and our latest nephews did install The floating park That did all kinds and shapes imbark The sacred Aâ—go Noon What time the Sun doth dine The highest tide and flow of light The summer of the day The head-strong day The parted day in equall ballance held And now the Sunne the shortest shadows made Now East and West the equall sun partakes Now Phoebus with inflaming eye doth view The crannied earth Now Titan bore his equall distant sight Betwixt foregoing and ensuing lighâ— When Phoebus from the height of all the skie Beholds the East and West with equall eye When as the high pitch'd Sun invades The Earth with hottest beams and shortest shades
west indians kine for their tallow V. cruel V. Vale. Valley WHere the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton winds and gushing brooks On whole fresh looks the swart star sparely looks Embroidered o'r with quaint ennamell'd eyes That on the green turf suck the honied showers And purple all the ground with vernall flowers â—ac'd with silver rills Encompass'd round with gently rising hills V. Pleasant Place Valiant Valour Puissance pâ—owesse fortitude chivalty The souldiers vertue the soul of war A man made all of fire Attemptive spirits â—ndaunted high erected spirits The dead quake in their grave to think of them One that dare prop the sun if it should fall Dares grasp the bolt from thunder And through a Canon leap into a town One that dare die next his heart in cold blood That leads the fight and lets no danger passe Without improvement The flâ—nts he treads upon Sparkle with lustre from his arms As if in love with danger That life can sobetly despise Undaunted spirits that encounter those Sad dangers we to fancy scarce propose That deride Pale death and meet with triumph in a tomb Who to pale fear Whispering danger never lent an ear That sells his life dear to his foes Whom dangers do encourage and invite A spirit scorning justest fears As if incapable of fears Who when a foot is mounted upon an high spirit Flying nothing more than the mention of flying The sweetnesse of life cannot so flatter the palate of the soul as make him swallow the bitternesse of an eternall disgrace As the Indian for his gem doth sound the stood He dives for honour in a sea of blood Glazing his valour in a crimson flood A spirit that hath outgrown his years Trampling depressing fears Under his valiant feet sets bravely on The Front of danger 'Twixt whom an fear there 's an antipathy A spirit that durst war against the fates That dare set his naked breast Against the thunder Giving a Majesty to adversity Making time hast it self to be witnesse of their honours and oâ— place witnesse to another of the truth of their doings Men of such prowesse as not to know fear in themselves aâ— yet to teach it others that had to deal with them A courage apt to climb over any danger Observing few complements in matters of arms but such as proâ— anger did indite to him Giving as many wounds as blows as many deaths as wound That can face the murdering Canon When it blows ranks into the air like chaffe A courage that knows not how to fear As full of spirit as the Moneth of May. A spirit of greater confidence Than can admittance give to thoughts of fear Will fight untill his thighs with dares Be almost like a sharp quill'd porcupine Every gash he receives is a grave for him that made it That being angry doth forget He ever heard the nime of death An unaffrighted mind Didaining fortune with his brandisht steell Which smoakt with bloody execution Like Valours minion carved out his passage Bellona's Bridegroom ushrinking spirit So daring that he would Go on upon the gods kisse lightning wrest The engine from the Cyclops and give fire At face of a full cloud Looks like Apollo rais'd to the worlds view The minute after he the Python slew An heart that scorneth danger With a brain Beating for honour Like Eagles his undazzeled eyes Affront the beams that from the steel arise That looks on his enemies with a kind of noble heavinesse no insultation A spirit that to sullen fear Whispering death ne'r lent a gentle ear Like to the Roman Scevola dothstand Bathing in flames his Salamander hand And with a sober scorn doth laugh to see The worst incensed fates can do Amazing death to see with dying pride In her pale chariot him in triumph ride That wear their lives at their swotds point Whose courage out-brave all fear If he do not live to enjoy the honour he purchaseth with his blood he leaves the world his Executor and to it bequeaths the rich inheritance of his memory Ready to disburse his life upon a good occasion Adventuring upon such designs as have no more probability Than is enough to keep them from being impossible That ne'r saw fear but in the face of the enemy Hands of steel and hearts of diamond His valour like the Fairy Arthurs shield Which but disclos'd awak'd the weaker eyes Of proudest foes and won the doubtfull field A God-like courage which no soft delight Can weaken nor the face of death affright A courage us'd to victory as an inheritance Having the Thracian God tied to their swords More than his body was to Vulcans chain A wise well tempered valour Those gyants death and danger Are but his ministers and serve a master More to be feard than they and the blind Goddesse Is led amongst the captives in his triumphs Veins Twining Mâ—anders of the blood The bloods meandting â—â—sterneâ— The purple channels of the blood The pipes of blood The laces of the skin The purple conduit pipes The crimson brooks Fair rivulets which for the food Of living bodies bear the crimson flood To every part within the liver meet And there with kisses numberlesse do greet Themselves and as they through each other glide Make many knots as if they took a pride In their strange foldings and themselves did please In their admired Apostomoses The airy paths Where ruby fairies dance their liquid rounds The chrystal cases of the blood The azure chaines Purple Labyrinth Those saphyr colour'd brooks Which conduit like with curious crooks Sweet Islands make in that fair land The natural gates and allies of the body The bodies purple lanes A zure rivulets Venus The queen of beauty Cyprian Queen Paphian Goddesse Loves fair Empresse The power that rules in love The Cyprian Deity The Queen of all that 's faire Shee that governs chamber sport Mother of love Loves golden arbitresse Cupids beauteous mother Vulcans lovely wife Mars gamesome mistresse The sea born Queene The fair wife of the sooty blacksmith God Loves sportive mother Loves lascivious dame The rosy Queen of love Fair Erycina Great Queen of Paphos and Cythaera's shrine The blushing Queen of love 's Drawn in a chariot by a team of doves â—ut whips her doves and smiling rides away â—e froth-borne goddesse Laughter loving dame Tho Câ—idos and bright Cyclads holds Tho Paphos with pair'd swans doth view That from the Ocean drawes her pedigree Neptunes Neece â—ormed out of Ambergreece Who in her snowie armes The God of rage confines Her whispers are the charmes Which only can divert his fierce designes The pleasant Queen to Paphos thence retires Where stood her temple there an hundred fires Whose fragrant flame Sabaean gums devoures Blâ—ze on as many altars crown'd with flowers Aged Anchysa's sprightly wife Adonis goddesse Aeneas beauteous mother Idalian Queen Samian goddesse Acidalian mother Bright Cythâ—rea Verse v. Poetry Weighty numbers Victorious rime Revenge their masters death and conquer time Soul-raping numbers
Adam before he tasted Eve or the apple Natures best picture newly drawn which time and much handling dims and defaces Whose souls white paper is yet unscribled with observations of the world wherewith at length it becomes a blurd note-book Who yet knowes no evil nor hath made means by sin to be acquainted With misery All the language he speakes is tears and they serve well to expresse his necessity His hardest labour is his tongue as if he were loth to use so deâ—eitful an organ and he is best company with it when he can but â—rattle His fathers little Sâ—ory wherein he reads those dayes of his life â—he cannot remember and sighes to seâ— what innocency he hath â—out-liv'd In his purity and simplicity he is the Christians example and the old mans relapse Could he put off his body with his little coat he had got eternity without a burthen and exchanged one heaven for another Like his first father he is worse in his breeches He wears his dagger mâ—zzled lest it should bite his master With Child The pregnant womb grows heavy and requires Lucina's aid A team of harnest Peacocks fiercely draw Her siery Chariot from the flitting skie Wherein there sate the glorious Majesty Of great Saturnia on whose train attended An Host of Goddesses Juno descended From out the flaming Chariot and blest The painful womb The plenteous womb Expresseth her full tilth and husbandry The ripe burthen stretcht the heavy womb When nature quickens in the pregnant womb Her wishes past and now her hope to come Children The unprized treasure Of the chast womb the pledges of the loving bed Those little models of our selves The lesser volumes Epitomies of their parents Strong knots of love Natures common but rarest blessing Traduction of our selves Chiron Achilles two-shapt Tuâ—our He that taught stout Peleus son the way How with delight upon the Harp to play He that great Aesculapius Physick taught And learnt Alcides his Astrology The glittering Archer in the Zodiack Christs-Cross Dry leaveless trunk on Golgotha Cholerick v. Angry A man made out of fire A wasp Whose every humour is turned into choler Choler lies in him like lees in wine The least motion of the vessel makes them rise up Like a thatcht house quickly on fire Like gumm'd velvet quickly fretted Chaâ—ing as if they were rub'd with sope Chymick Alchymist The subrle Chymick doth dâ—evest And strip the creature naked till he find The sallow principles within their nest Admitted to Natures bed-chumber The Alchymists that choke Themselves with fumes waste their time in smoak That teach dull nature what her own forces are The sooty tribe whose ingenious itch Makes them grow poor by studying to be rich Close v. Embrace Close as the griping fist or cherry lips Of happy lovers in their melting sips Close as two Oisters Cockles Cloud The waves the surges billowes of the Airâ— The suns dusky robes The dropping wings The watery curtains of the Heavens The mistie cloak Heavens mufler maskie vail scarfe waâ—ry tiffany Heavens mourning clothes Heavens silk Cypress Those rolling waves floods billowes of the skies Such clouds Jove made when he Wrested from Jo her virginitie The duskie mufled skie The pitchy shroud heavens gloomy mask Those waves of thickned Aire The frowns of discontented Heaven The thickned Aire that steals away the skie Thick Air doth chok the jarring heavens The gloomy bosome of the cloud Whose gloomy darkness shroud Heavens lamps the wave-embatteld shrouds Brought from the sea on Eurus wings Blew curtains mixt of Aire and Water The hoorders up of Rain That in their melting bosomes hug the sun And smother up the strugling light The treasure-house of showers The magizines of Snow and Rain Cock The watchful-bird crest-people featherd King The peasants trusty clock Aurora's trumpetter The mornings watch The feathered Bellman of the night The feathered Prophet of approaching light The Bell-man of the morn Summoning light up with his bugle horn The native Bell-man of the night Startles the Moon and wakes the drowsie morn The bird that warned Peter of his fall The trumpet of the day That with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awakes the day and makes the erring ghosts Hast to their confines The husband Cock looks out and strait is sped Meeting his wife which brings her feather-bed That wakes the morn With bird of flesh and mouth of horn Cocke fight The Cocks do fight Bâ—istling their plumes and red with fury smite With spurs and beak-bounding at every blow With fresh assaulâ—s freshing their fury so That desperate in their unyielding wrath Nothing can end their deadly fewd but death The Lords about that on both sides do bet Look partially when one the field shall get And trampling on his gaudy plumed pride His prostrate â—o with bloody spurs bestride With clanging trumpets and with clapping wing Triumphantly his victory to sing Cold. Frosty frost-bit chill frozen congealed Northern bleak Where mens breath doth instantly congeal And atom'd mists turn instantly to hail Colder than Salamanders As cold as Alpin snow Cold as Lycaeus that Pâ—ne-bearing mount As snowy Haemus or cold Rhodope As mountain ice which the North-winds Congeal to purest Chrystall Cold as the frozen zone Whose hair with isickles are hung And chattering teeth confound the useless tongue Cold as the breath of winter as Apennine Where the hills active coldness doth go near To freez the frosty sun within his spear Cold as the top of snowy Algidus Cold as the feet of rocks Cold as the Gote or rough Sarmatian As Pindus frozen toppes Cold as the frozen Muscovite Coloured Streaked stained smeared speckled fâ—eckled tinctured varnishe pyde which nature dyde In more eye-pleasing hewes and richer grain Then Iris bow attending Aprils rain Nor can the Peacock in his spoâ—ted train So many pleasing colours shew again As in the Rain-bowes many-colured hiew Here we see watchet deepned with a blew There a dark tawny with a puâ—ple mixt Yellow and flame with streaks of green betwixt A bloody stream into a blushing run And ends still with the colour which begun Drawing the deeper to a lighter stain Bringing the lightest to the deep'st again With such rare Art each mingleth with his fellow The blew with watchet green and red with yellow Like to the changes which we dayly see About the Doves neck with varietie Where none can say although it strickt he tends Here one begins and there the other ends Combate v. War Redoubled-blowes Fall like amazing thunder on his cask Like Perseus on his Pegasus To Come To arrive aâ— When scarce her feet had toucht the beachy shore By free force of her palfrey wan Access to thâ—â—own Till they with pacing won The steepness of the hill when their travel had attaind With weary steps they conquer all the way Comet It flew And after it long blazing tresses drew The curled star that from his head throws out A thousand sparks fatall torch hairy lamps On whose pale flame an angry spirit
flies The shooting stars that glide With bloody-beams The bristled stars â—n flaming letters writ sad destinie The dismal star That threats the world with famine plague or waâ— The Star that wears a beard of flame The Autumnal ruddy streaming Sâ—ar Presageing famine pestilence and war â—mporting change of Times and Sâ—ates Brandish their Câ—rystal tresses in the skie Heavens dreadful heralds whose shag'd portent Foretels the coming of some dire event Torch-bearers to a royal funeral Il-boding lights Those blazing stars that show A Princes death or fatal overthrow Of prosperous States The faâ—al ushers of calamitie The flaming Heralds Harbenger of vengeance To Compass Impale ingirt environ encircle girdle surround swathe swaddle â—all about hemme in inlinke sphear hoop garter A Compass Circumference circle incirelet surrounding verge boundry â—phear orb round model cope circuit inclosure Confused As the first Choas ere division wrought An harmony and to proportion brought The seeds of discord undistinguisht Conquer v. Victory Triumph Who wears the Laurel planted on his brow Who with his conquests cloyed the jaws of death Sing Pances and thy brows with Laurel bind A full and perfect conquest was obtaind That for the sword no further work remaind On the glittering â—rest I see The glorious garland of the conquest born While feather-â—ooted fame before us flies Upon the golden wings of honour born Whom victory convoyes Crownd with the Garland of her golden hair On whose glittering crest The glorius garland of the conquest rests Bright conquest shines upon his sword Conscience The souls pulse eternal larum ever-barking-dog The black-book the hateful register The terrour of the astonisht soul The tempest of the mind That well-kept Register wherein is writ All ill men do all goodness they omit His pallid fears his sorrows his affrightings His late wisht had I wists remorseful bitings The witness executioner and Judge Justice bed-chamber The King of Heavens Atturney General Consider To look on a thing with a serious eye With instructed judging eyes to view To take a narrow view Constant Whom neither fear nor favour can Wrest from his thoughts and make him less a man Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin or wrench from giving all their due Whose honesty is not So loose or easie that a ruffling wind Can blow away or glittering look it blind Who rides his sure and even trot While the world now rides by now lags behind Whom nothing can procure When the wide world runs bias from his will To writh his limbs and shake A man of firm resolves firm as the center Unmoved as the poles Bold hands as some might hope to force The rowling light of Heavens as change her course Consume Languish waste melt thaw decay That with a slow infection melts away Like ice before the Suns uncertain ray Corn. Ceres goldy loâ—ks treasure The pride of Ceres plain The Plowmans hope and long expected gain Covetous A mole A son of earth that digs his mothers entrals To turn up treasure A rich beggar troubled with Midas itch A sucking spunge one that sits brooding ore his bags Theefe to himself A dung-hil wretch muck-worm Grown poore by getting riches his own torture A rust unto himself as to his gold That spider-like doth spin a web of gold Out of his own bowels-only knows the care And another the use of gold scraping dust-worm That starves at feasts and in the Rivers thirsts Whose wretched mind bends to no point but this That who have most of wealth have most of bliss Volopone's Armed with hooking tentors and clad in birdâ—ime That scrape like dung-hil Cocks in dirt and mire To find the gemme they know not how to use Golds dropsied Erâ—sycthous Like Dypsa's thirst Is never satisfied unless it burst Ever hungry till he surfets Wealths horse-leaches that ever crave So much the more the more they have Whose droyling hands thinks nothing can supply The greedy wants of his insatiat eye Nought can fill Th' unfathom'd gulf of his insatiate will The picture of miserable happiness and rich beggery Such an one as an enemy could not wish him worse than to be himself doing any thing to get that which he is determined when it is gotten never to use Rich fools whose base and filthy heart Lies hatching still the goods wherein they flow And damning their own selves to Tantals smart Wealth breeding want more wretched grow A chiverel conscience that will stretch to hold more Base stooping soules that grovel on the earth That think heaven for gold an easie morgage One that could love God well if there were an L. more in hâ—â— name One that hath coffiâ—'d up his soul in his chest before his body whom upon any payments wrested from him the charges of â— rope merely keeps from hanging himself Like a dog in a wheel toyles to roast meat for others eating freezing before the fire whilest he fears to be burnt if he come nearer it That could be content to have both his eyes pluckâ— out so he might have gold put in the holes Court The place of glorious troubles empty fallacies Fals delights the shine of kings envies hatching place Where rules of State and Ceremonies are Observ'd so seriously that I must dance And act ore all the complements of France And Spain and Italy before I can Be taken for a well-bred English-man Vpstart Courtier v. Fantastick The silken youths of Court great Atlas of the State That an high sayl of honour bear Using the fine Rhetorick of clothes To win esteem serious glorious fools Court ear-wigs wrigling to the ear of greatness Gaudy nothings That can speak a tedious piece of nothing Vary his face as Sea-men do their Compass Made of nothing but antick clothes and cringes Signes of men court bubbles Gaudy glow-worms carrying seeming fire Fine clothes with a bad lining Barrels of others wit His word like a phantastical banquet just so many Strange dishes A child of fancy Pedlars of wit That speak taffatie phâ—ases Mushrom gentlemen That shoot up in a night to place and worship The glittering Couâ—tier that in tissue stalks That wear a Pedlars shop about them Like the Cynnamon-tree-bark more worth than the body Like the Bird of Paradise feathers more worâ—h than the flesh Living under the tyranny of Ceremonies Perfumed silk-worms Inferiour orbes directed by the motion of higher sphears Living by the reflâ—ction of higher substances Can better exchange a piece of gold than of reason Such a man as his taylor pleaseth to shape him Putting much of his judgment away about the situation of his cloaths There is a confederacy between him and his clothes betwixt them to make up a puppy Proud of the ratling of his silks clothes being the remembrances of lost innocency like a mad man that laughs at the ratling of his â—etters Coward v. Brâ—gadochio A son of fear whose blood is whey A full bubble a valiant vanity That in high tearms can swear down fortresses And spoil the enemy before he sees him