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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A36900	Heavenly pastime, or, Pleasant observations on all the most remarkable passages throughout the Holy Bible of the Old and New Testament newly allegoriz'd in several delightful dialogues, poems, similitudes, and divine fancies / by John Dunton, author of The sickmans passing-bell.	Dunton, John, 1627 or 8-1676.	1685 (1685)	Wing D2625; ESTC R17453	181,885	324

thou obey'd Thy Lo●d had b●ught thy travel with his bloo● Such is M●rs pa●ment often bad f●r good Th● Ass begins to question with his Master Argues th● case pleads why he went no faster Nay sh●w him M●st●ries far beyond his reach Sure God wants Prophets when dull A●s Preach The Ass p●r●eives the Angel and falls down When Balaam sees him not or sees unknown Nor i●'t a won●●r this God's Spirit did pass From bli●dfold Balaam into Balaam's Ass. Davids Epitaph on Jonathan Here li●s the fair●st Flower that stood In Isra●ls Garden now in Bloo● Which Death to make her Garland gay Hath ●r●pt against her Triumph-day Here h●re lies ●e whose Actions pend The perfect Cop● of a Fri●nd Wh●se milk white V●llam did i●ear No least suspition of a Blur Here lies the example of a Brother Not to be follow'd by another The fair int●nded Counter-part Of Davids jo● of Davids heart R●st then for ever rest alone Thy Ashes can be touch'd by n ne Till Death hath pickt ou● such another Here lies a Flower a Friend a Brother On Solomon and the Queen of Sheba It spreads the sweet perfume of Solomon's Fame Affects the Coasts and his Illustrious Name Cannot be hid the ●nbeliev'd report Must fly with Eagles wings to th' honoured Court Of Princely Sheba Sheba must not rest Until her eyes become th'invited Guest Of Fame's loud Trumpet her Impatience strives With light foot Time while her Ambition drives Her Chariot-wheels and give an airy passage To th' quick delivery of her hearts Embassage True Wisdom planted in the hearts of Kings Needs no more glory than the glory 't brings And lik● the Sun is view'd by her own light B●ing by her own reflection made more bright The emulous Queen 's arriv'd she gon to the Court No eye-delighting Masque nor pricely sport To entertain her No her eye her ear ●s take up and scorns to see to hear ●n●eriour things Sh' allows her ear her eye No less than Oracles and Majesty ●ow empty pastimes do desolve and fly To th●ir true nothing when true wisdom 's by Th' arriv'd Queen has audience moves disputes Wi●e Solomon attends replys confutes ●he objects he answers she afresh propounds ●he proves maintains it he decides confounds ●he smiles she wo●ders being over-daz'd ●ith his bright beams stands silent stands amaz'd ●ow Scripture-like Apocrypha's appear ●o common Bo●ks how p●or when Scripture's near The Queen is pleas'd who never yet did know The blast of Fa●e less pro●igal than now For now the gr●at●st part of what she k●ew By Fame is sound the least of what is true We ●ften find that Fame in prime of Youth Do●s add to F●lshood and su●stract from truth T●e thankful Q●een does with a lib'ral hand Pr●●ent him with the Riches of h●r La●d Where wis●om go●s before we oft●n find Th●t temporal Bl●ssings s●ldom slay b●hind Lord g●ant me Wisdom and I shall posses Enough have more or have content with less On Job's Temptation God questions Satan Bo●●s is Iob's desert In the perfection of a simple h●art I●b's Faith was fervent S●tan was as chill To yield it but must yield against his wi●● Condems it to be servile to be bought With God's own coyn Does Iob serve God 〈◊〉 nought It is a common trick the Te●per uses The Faith he cannot conquer he abuses Alas that ●aith requires not so much praise 'T is a good Faith as Faiths go now adayes It is not strength●'d by the indulgent hand That blest his Labours and inrich'd his Land Puff out the Fire his Faith will quickly chill Satan puff tho● nay Satan puff thy will Nor 〈◊〉 nor ●lou● of small or great estate Are certain ba●g●s of God's love or hate What 's now to do Poor Iob must be 〈◊〉 Of all his strong●r Herd● Fire sent from 〈◊〉 Must burn his f●uitful Flocks that none 〈◊〉 His house fall and all his Childer'n slain And yet not curse Alas poor Iob addre●ses His thoughts to heaven he worships God ● ble●ses The lively Faith that can retain her God May groan● but seldom rave beneath the Rod. But what says Satan now The hedge is broke That fenc'd my Servant Iob What further Cloak For his uprightness hath he What pretence For his continual Love and Innocence Has not thy malice had her own desire 'T was soundly puf●'d thy puffs has blown the fire Gods trials are like bellows Satan's blower Blows out false Faiths makes true ones blaze the more True Lord his faith is tough but Snailes as well Can thrive without as live within their shell To save alive who would not lose some skin Touch but his Horns O how hee 'l draw them in Satan I give thy malice leave be free To peel the Bark but spare to touch the Tree Fear not the li●● flock The great●st ill Your f●es can do's to scratch They cannot kill What now 's th' exploit Afflicted Iob does lie A very Hospital of ●●●sery I think that all the Vlcers that have bin In Egypt cur'd are broken out again In his distempered flesh Iob is still The very same not charg'd ●is God with ill A Faith th●t lodges in a double Brest May stand the touch non●●ut true faith the Test. If these be ●lames poor man must swelter in He needs a World of patience not to sin On Solomon's Rejoyce Young Man Rejoyce What jolly mirth is here Let thy heart char thee What deli●ious Cear In thy young dayes Thy ca●es will relish swe●ter Walk thy own wayes Thy cares will pass the ●leeter Please●t● own heart Carve where it likes thee best Delight thine Eyes And be a joyful Guest But know withal the day will come whereon Thy Iudge will doom thee for the deeds th' ast done O what a Feast O what a Reck'ning's here The Cates are sweet the Shot 's extreamly dear Lord I have been and am a daily Guest Too oft invited at the Young-mans Feast The Reckning's great although I cannot pay I can confess Great God before this day I had been dragg'd to the redeemless Jayl Hadst thou not pleased t' accept my Saviour's Bail Lord he must bear 't I doubt for I can get Nor Coin to pay nor labour out the debt I cannot Dig my Joynts are stark and lame But I can Beg although I beg with shame I have no Grace in begging can receive The first repulse I have no Faith to crave If the entertainments of the Feast be these Lord give me Famine take the Feast that please CHAP. XXVIII Choice remarks upon Daniels being cast into the Lyons Den. HOly Daniel was once chief in commission under great Darius the very first Minister of ●tate Thus you have him in the Zenith of his Honours Lord high President over all the Kings Councils and Treasures next and immediatly under himself supreme Governour together with ●he reason which justifies the Kings great Prudence ●nd Policy in promoting him to so high degree viz. Because an Excellent Spirit was found in him He