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A53475 Poems on most of the festivals of the church composed by the Right Honourable Roger, Earl of Orrery. Orrery, Roger Boyle, Earl of, 1621-1679. 1681 (1681) Wing O495; ESTC R22207 38,091 90

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Christ carry'd to Heav'n and then Does with the Spirit of God Enlighten Men The Cloven Tongues Foreshow the Joyfull News That Gentiles must be taught as well as Iews And Tongues like as of Fire did Intimate The Cleansing Pow'r should on the Gospell waite The Gazing Multitude with Ioy Admire How Tongues on Heads should Tongues in Mouths Inspire Thus taught by God in Tongues They Criticks grew Of which the Pow'r before They nothing knew Now Ev'ry Nation which the Feast had brought Heard in their Variant Speech the Gospell taught Variety of Tongues in Elder Time Stop'd that proud Tow'r man aim'd to Heav'n should Climbe But now Variety of Tongues is giv'n As the sure means to Rai●e Man vp to Heav'n Those who the Church would to One Tongue Contract Against this Fruit●ull Miracle must Act And while They Run in such a Gu●l●y way Destroy one Blessed end of this great Day How Faulty against God must Those Appear Who Darken what This Miracle made Clear And with Their Pride or Interest to Comply Would make Religion a Monopoly Yet some to mock the Miracle Designe And Drunk with Rage Ascribe it to New Wine With which when men are fill'd Experience shows It tyes mens Tongues but New Ones ne're Bestows Blest Ioels Prophecy on them did Fall Yet Inspiration Drunkeness They call No wonder when in Sin They flew so High God gave them over to Beleeve a Lye But they by whom the Miracle was Priz'd Receiv ' the Sacred Faith and were Baptiz'd When the Blest Spirit mov'd the Tongue which Taught Three thousand Soules to life one Sermon brought Above all things Gods word should be Esteem'd It made the World and then the World Redeem'd Yet the Best work does on the Gospell waite 'T is more the World to Save then to Create On the Day of St. Iohn The BAPTIST HAil Thou Bright Phospher to that Gloriou● Day Which from the World Sins Darkness Chas'd away Hail Sacred Voice which from Above was Sent To warn Man to Beleeve and to Repent Nev●r did such a Prophet Shine on Earth He his Redeemer knew before his Birth His Ioyfull L●aping in his Mothers Wom●e When His Lords Mother vnto His did Come Made it to both That he did Know appear The Vnborn SAVIOUR of the World was there Phylosophy cannot the VVayes Vnfold How Babes Vnborn did Correspondence hold None can the Hidden Cause of it Dispence But onely the SUPREAM INTELLIGENCE No VVonder since our Saint Transcended All That Christ should Him more then a Prophet Call Judge with what Knowledge God did him Ador●e VVho knew Wisdom it self ere He was borne Reading of Him VVonder our Soules should Seise His History is fill'd with Miracles Hee did a Sonne to Barrenness become His body was his Tongue within the Wombe In His strange Birth The Eies of Faith might See The Barren Gentile VVorld should Fruitfull bee So many did for His Baptising strive That Enons River scarce could Waters give Nev●r did man to such High G●ory Rise This won●r●us Priest did his own God Baptise In stead of shineing Vestments He did weare A Leath●rn Gir●le and a R●be of Haire Y●t His Bi●st Ministry most Firmly Stood Its Grea●●es did appear in Doeing Good 〈◊〉 and some Wild ●ony was His Fare Carthusians Meales to His Exc●ss●s were This spareing D●et and That humble Dress Does pract●cally Senten●e Our Excess Yet the great Or●ers of the Pen and Sword Did 〈◊〉 to H●ar and Reverenc'd His Word No Charact●rs by man Er●ct●d shine With ●o much Awe in Hearts as the Divine R●ason payes more to P●ety Alone Then to the Guar●s and Glittrings of a Throne VV●at yet of his first State Man in him beares Minds him More 's due to w●at he Likes then F●ars But All His merit did not Guard his Life ●rom the R●venge of an Incestuous VVife VVho can think Crimes which Lust will not Comitt VVhen t is to R●ap the Guilty Fruits of it Nature Religion and All Sacred Tyes Some will while the Hot Fr●nzy Lasts Dispise He●od Sirnam'd Antipas had been Led Inflam'd by Lust his Brothers Wife to wed Our Sacred Baptist whom no Pow'r could awe Declar'd His Marriage was against the Law Th' Incestuous Queen who thought Less bright shee Shone In a Chast Bed then in a Vicious Throne Fearing the Sentence past by such a Saint Might make the Kings Soul Firm and Passion Faint Resolv'd to Act what oft the Fierce had Try'd Great Crimes by Greater must be Justify'd The time She Destin'd for this Guilty Thing Was on the Birth Day of Her Lustfull King For then to Honor it there did Resort All that were Great or Gay about the Court. When Meats Excess Join'd with the Fumes of wine Clouded that Reason Temp'rance does Refine Herodias D●ughter by her Mother gain'd So well the King with Danceing I●tertain'd That when His Justice to His Passion bow'd He Solemnly in the Assembly vow'd What e're She ask'd of Him should be Her Own Tho t were to half the Value of His Crown The Cruel Maid then ask'd the Baptists Head No sighs She ●tter'd and no Tears she Shed Pleas'd that Her Mothers Fury She Obey'd A sinfull Joy Her wanton Looks Display'd Herod to grant the Black Request was Loath Yet for the sake of His great Guests and Oath The Bloody Present instantly was Brought Ne're with such Worth and Guilt was Charger Fraught Yet All their Mirth the Gastly sight did Break For tho the Tongue did not the Head did speak And Cry'd to Heav'n where the great Judge does dwell Who from Their Thrones th' Inces●●ous did Expell How wild is Pow'r which made a Monarch Prone To slight Gods Word to Gratisy his Own Fa●sly He thought to a Rash Oath he ow'd More then to Justice Nay more then to God His Griev'd Disciples hearing the Sad News Did Their own Sins for their great Loss accuse Then from the Prison They the Body 〈◊〉 And a True Mourning at the Fan'rall make Yet to the Lookers on it did Appear The Mour●ers Happy'er then the Dancers were O who can Read this Story with Dry E●●s Or will not a●ter it this World Despise When such a H●ad is as a Tribu●e paid To a L●ud Oath past to a Danceing Maid Let vs since Lof●y Stations Crimes Inspire Early from all their Cheating Charmes Retire Wh●n on Death Beds we Languishing shall Lye And know Eternall Joies or Paines are nigh Th●n w●● shall Grieve tho it may be too La●e How slightly wee our precious Time did Rate Many ●ave Mourn'd Their Lives They ill have sp●nt But none of well Employing them Rep●nt On the Day of St. Stephen the Christian Proto-Martyr HAil Thou Blest Leader of the Noblest Band Which ever Mortall did or shall Comand The Worlds great Generalls their Follow'rs Pay In Rusting metall or in Fadeing
Rome saies it was in Asia the Less Nicephorus averrs it was in Greece And that by His Vile Murtherers Decree Hee suffer'd Death upon an Olive Tree That Rage which in their Hearts his worth had bred Turnd vndesign'dly Just to Crown his Head For since the Learn'd to Learning doe allow A wr●ath to Crown it of an Olive Bow Our Saint whose knowledge reach'd the Last Degree Was Crown'd not with an Olive Wreath but Tree But Piety did to His Body give As Little Rest when Dead as when Aliue Kingdomes and Ci●ties did a while Contest In which of them his precious Dust sh●ust Rest. All yeild at Last to Co●sta●tines strong Cla●me Who built a ●emple to the Apostles Name Which though a Pile of so much Art and Cost That of the Like the whole World could not boast Yet since t was made to those great Saints a Tombe Whose Blood and writings taught all Christendome The Famous Structure more Renown'd does prove For what 's there Bury'd then for all above On the Day of St. Simon the APOSTLE HAil Sacred Cananite whose God-like Pains For Thee the Title of the Z●l●t Gains More ●ustly Due if wee the Truth Respect From Labouring for Thy God then from Thy Sect VVhat Creature e're so many Lands did Run Vnless his Fellow-Traveller the Sun Egypts and Affricks heat and Barren Sand Could not His Zeal or Frighten or With●tand The Libian Lyons Barr'd not vp his VVay Nor the VVild People Savager then They. Hee did Ful●●●l what was in Scripture Read On Lyons and on Adders Hee did Tread Against Their Venome Antidotes he had The Words of Faith that B●lme of Gilead These wre●ched People who with heat were vext Much in This VVorld but much more in the next Hee by his P●ous Life and Preaching brings To Rest vnder the s●●dow of Gods Wings Those were the Seeds of Faith he there did S●● VVhich to great Heigth in Future times did grow After He had Asia and Affrick taught Into VVest Europe He the Gospell brought At last into O●r Brittain He did Come The Guilty Scene of his Blest Martyrdome Hee like the Sun vp in the East did gett ●hin'd o're the South then in the West did S●tt His Holy Life his Doctrine so maintain'd That Many People Hee to Iesus Gain'd But others who Themselves to Sin had Sold Did to Destroy him open Counsells hold And as the Greek Menologies Agree Those Monsters Crucify'd him on a Tree With Joy Hee saw his Blood for Iesus spilt His Faith was on the Rock of Ages ●uilt There in an Vnknown Grave his Body Lies Vntill a Glorious Body it shall Rise ●ight not His Blood which our Forefathers spilt Have helpt to Fill the Measure of that Guilt VVhich often drown'd Our Islands in a Flood Of Royall Noble and Plebejan Blood So that No spott of Earth hath e're been more No nor so much moistned with Human Gore And even in our Fa●all Dayes we Saw Great Brittain made a True Acheldama O May wee from all Sinning so Refrain As God may never make it One again VVhen our Repentance shall his Wrath Atone The Inward Peace will bring the Outward One On the Day of St. Iude THE APOSTLE HAil Blessed Ju●as whose Devotion 's Flame Hath made Atonement for that guilty N●me The Cursed Iudas who to gai●e was Ty'd Sold Him for whom the Blessed Judas Dy'd His Question to Our Saviour does Detect He also did His Temporall Raign expect Which Error all his Bret●ren did Admitt Till the Blest Spirit Led them out of it To worldly Glories men Aspire at most Vntill enlighten'd by the Holy Ghost But for a nobler Empire then They S●rive More Solid Farr then All this World can give T was Long before the C●urches did admit His Blest Epistle into Sacred Writt During that guilty time w●at was become O● the Infallibility of Rome E●oc●s Apocal●ps the Church of Old Next to w●at was Cano●●ca●l did hold● O●r Saint His Proph●sie did therefore Cite Which Since no Pen that was inspir'd did Write Was the C●eif R●ason Divers could Afford Why T●ey did doubt t was not the Sacred word Yet some Epistles written by Blest Paul Were still admitted as Canonicall Tho Hee to Reach the E●ds which he did Press Arat●s quotes and Epime●ides Who though not guided by the Heavenly Light Yet They the truth in severall things did write Of Romes Vnerringness ill Proof She makes By First Suspecting what at Last she takes If by the Help of Study and of Time She to know what 's Ca●onicall does Climbe Others to such Infallibility May have at lest as good a Right as Shee Either that Title she should not Admitt Or Shee should give vs better Proofs of it Th' Inspiration which our Sai●ts Epistle beares Highly Instructive to Mankind appears Serva●t to Christ and Brother to Blest I●●es T●e w●ighty Titles are which Hee Esteem's Tho ●ee might ●ustly by Gods Sacred word Have st●l'd himself THE BROTHER OF THE LORD Yet that vast Title Our great Saint Declines By which His Humbleness the Brighter Shines Many Great Nations of his Teaching boast But Per●ia seems indebted to it most Their Magi who in High ●steem were held Finding their Wisdome unto Go●s did yeild Which should have Led them into S●vei●g wayes Did only their Revenge and Envy Rais● Which did not Let them Rest vntill that They His Life did take who taught to Life the Way His Converts when the News They vnderstood Their S●r●ames of Tears mixt with his Streams of Blood But tha● B●est M●rtyrdome Hee did abide 〈◊〉 them in the Faith for which He Dy'd On the Martyrdome of his Sacred Maies●y KING CHARLES THE FIRST OF BLESSED MEMORY THat Sacred Head three Kingdoms did Adore For what it was more then for what it wo●e That Hea● by ●orth m●re then by Bi●th the B●st Which Day●y prov'd O●a●les were not Cea● Is not Condemn'd as t is b●leiv'd by Some 〈◊〉 is with Glory Crown'd by Martyrdome And tho his Rebels Power thus to Dispence His Fate make Some to question Providence My Faith by it is Rais'd and not Deprest Since the worst they could doe did prove the Best For that Black Vo●e which then P●onounc'd his Doome Serv'd to Con●eig● him to a N●bler Crown Of whose D●ration none can doubtfull be Since t will ou●-live his Murth're●● Infamy Glory like time Prog●ession does req●ire VVhen i● Advances not it does Expire And his had Reach'd to such an Height befo●e Nothing but such a Death co●●d Raise it more And though Some dare alledge 't was but a Few 〈◊〉 or his 〈◊〉 or 〈…〉 Yet that it self does all excuse defeat To Let so few Commit a Sin so Great All are too Guilty they are who did Si● To shed his Blood and Those Permitted it VVith a Sublimer joy he mounted on The Scaffold then he did Ascend the Throne For Heav'n had