And curs'd be all things that proud Tomyris hath O worst that Death can doe to take a life Which lost leaues kingdom's to a Tyrants knife For now alas degenerate Cambyses vices Whose hand was fill'd with blood whose heart with Sits crowned King to vexe the Persian state With heauy burthens and with sore regrate O Cyrus more vnhappy in thy Son Then in that stroke wherewith thy life was don Cambyses now sits King now Tyrant rather Vnlucky Sonne of a renowmed Father Blood cries for Blood Himselfe reuenged hath His bloody Tyranny with his owne death That cruell sword on his owne flesh doth feed Which made so many loyall Persians bleed Whose wofull choyce made an indiff'rent thing To leaue their liues or lose their Tyran ' King Cambyses dead with him the latest drop Of Cyrus blood was spilt his death did stop The infant source of his braue Syers worth Ere after-times could spend his riuers forth Tyrant Cambyses being dead and gone On the reuersion of his empty Throne Mounts vp a Magus which dissembled right Forging the name of him whose greedy night Too early did perpetuate her owne And silent Death did snatch away vnknowne But when the tidings of this Royall cheat Tymes loyall Trumpe had fam'd th' vsurped seat Grew too too hot and longer could not beare So proud a burthen on so proud a Chayre The Nobles sought their freedome to regaine Not resting till the Magi all-vvere slaine And so renovvned vvas that happy slaughter That it solemniz'd was for euer after So that what pen shall write the Persian story Shall treat that Triumph and write that dayes glory For to this time the Persians as they say Obserue a Feast and keepe it holy-day Now Persia lacks a King and now the State Labours as much in want as it of late Did in abundance Too great calms doe harme Sometimes as much the Sea-man as a storme One while they thinke t' erect a Monarchy But that corrupted breeds a Tyranny And dead Cambyses fresh before their eyes Afrights them with their new-scap'd miseries Some to the Nobles would commit the State In change of Rule expecting change of fate Others cri'd no more Kings then one incumber Better admit one Tyrant than a number The rule of many doth disquiet bring One Monarch is enough one Lord one King One saies Let 's rule our selues let 's all be kings No saies another that confusion brings Thus moderne danger bred a carefull trouble Double their care is as their feare is double And doubtfull to resolue of what conclusion To barre confusion thus they bred confusion At last and well aduis'd they put their choyce Vpon the verdit of a Iuries voyce Seuen is a perfect number then by seuen Be Persia's royall Crowne and Scepter giuen Now Persia doe thy plagues or ioyes commence God giue thy Iury sacred euidence Fearefull to chuse and faithlesse in their choyce Since weale or woe depended on their voyce A few from many they extracted forth Whose euen poys'd valour and like equall worth Had set a Non plus on their doubtfull tongues Vnweeting where the most reward belongs They this agreed and thus aduis'd bespake Since bleare-eyd mortals of themselues can make No difference 'twixt good and euill nor know A good from what is only good in show But with vnconstant frailty doth vary From what is good to what is cleane contrary And since it lies not in the braine of man To make his drooping state more happy than His vnprospitious stars allot much lesse To lend another or a state successe In vaine you therefore shall expect this thing That we should giue you fortune with a King Since you haue made vs meanes to propagate The ioyfull welfare of our headlesse State Bound by the tender seruice that we beare Our natiue soyle far then our liues more deare We sifted haue and boulted from the Rest Whose worst admits no badnes and whose best Cannot be bettered When Chaunticleere the Belman of the morne Shall summon twilight with his bugle horne Let these braue Hero's drest in warlike wise And richly mounted on their Palferies Attend our rising Sun-gods ruddy face Within the limits of our Royall place And he whose lusty Stallion first shall neigh To him be giuen the doubtfull Monarchy The choyce of Kings lies not in mortals brest This we the Gods and fortune doe the rest So said the people tickl'd with the motion Some tost their caps some fell to their deuotion Some clapt their ioyfull hands some shout some sing And all at once cri'd out A King A King When Phoebus Harbinger had chac'd the night And tedious Phospher brought the breaking light Complete in armes and glorious in their trayne Came these braue Heroes prauncing o're the playne With mighty streamers came these blazing starres Portending Warres and nothing else but Warres Into the royall Palace now they come There sounds the martiall Trump here beats the Drum There stands a Steede and champes his frothy steele This stroaks the ground that skorn's it with his heele One snorts another pufs out angry wind This mounts before and that curuets behind By this the fomy Steeds of Phaëton Puffe too and spurne the Easterne Horizon Whereat the Nobles prostrate to the ground Ador'd their God Their God was early found Forthwith from out the thickest of the crowd In depth of silence there was heard the loud And lustfull language of Darius Horse Who in the dialect of his discourse Proclaim'd his rider King whereat the rest Patient to beare what cannot be redrest Dismount their lofty Steeds and prostrate bring Their humbled bodies to their happy King God saue the King they ioyntly say God blesse Thy prosprous actions with a due successe The people clap their sweatty palmes and shout The bonfires smoke the bels ring round about The minstrels play the Parrats learne to sing Perchaunce as well as they God saue the King Assuerus now 's inuested in the throne And Persia's rul'd by him and him alone Prooue happy Persia's Great Assuerus prooue As equall happy in thy peoples loue Enough And let this broken breuiate Suffice to shadow forth the downefall state Of mighty Babel and the conquest made By the fierce Medes and Persians conqu'ring blade Whose iust succession we haue traced downe Till great Assuerus weare the Persian Crowne Him haue we sought and hauing found him rest To morrow goe we to his royall Feast FINIS THE ARGVMENT OF THE HISTORY KIng Assuerus makes two feasts to that he inuites his Courtly ghests to this the Citizens of Susa wherevnto he sends for Queene Vashti who denyes to come whereupon the King is angry and referres the censure of her offence to his Councell who giue sentence that shee should be degraded from her Princely estate Forthwith the King commands the fairest Virgins in the Land to bee brought before him for him to take his choyce
THe strongest Arcteries that knit and tye The members of a mixed Monarchy Are learned Councels timely Consultations Rip'ned Aduice and sage Deliberations And if those Kingdomes be but ill be-blest Whose Rule 's committed to a young mans brest Then such Estates are more vnhappy farre Whose choycest Councellors but Children are How many Kingdomes blest with high renowne In all things happy else haue plac'd their Crowne Vpon the temples of a childish head Vntill with ruine King or State be sped What Massacres begun by factious iarres And ended by the spoyle of ciuill warres Haue made braue Monarchyes vnfortunate And raz'd the glory ' of many ' a mighty State How many hopefull Princes ill-aduis'd By young and smooth-fac'd Councell haue despis'd The sacred Oracles of riper yeeres Till deare Repentance washt the Land with teares Witnes thou lucklesse and succeeding Son Of wisdomes Fauourite great Salomon How did thy rash and beardlesse Councell bring Thy fortunes subiect to a stranger King And laying burthens on thy peoples neck The weight hung sadly on thy bended back Thou second Richard once our Brittaine King Whose Syr's and Grandsyr's fame the world did ring How was thy gentle nature led aside By greene aduisements which thy State did guide Vntill the title of thy Crowne did crack And fortunes like thy Fathers name were black ¶ Now glorious Brittaine clap thy hands and blesse Thy sacred fortunes for thy happinesse As doth thy Iland does it selfe deuide And sequester from all the world beside Blest are thy open Gates with ioyfull peace Blest are thy heaped barnes with sweet increase Blest in thy Councell whose industrious skill Is but to make thy fortunes happy still In all things blest that to a State pertaine Thrise happy in my dreaded Soueraigne My sacred Sou'raigne in whose onely brest A wise Assembl ' of Priuy Councels rest Who conquers with his princely Heart as far By peace as Alexander did by War And with his Olife branch more hearts did boord Then daring Cesar did with Cesars sword Long mayst thou hold within thy Royall hand The peacefull Scepter of our happy Land ¶ Great Iudah's Lyon and the Flow'r of Iesse Preserue thy Lynes and thy Flowers blesse THE ARGVMENT Faire Virgins brought to Hege's hand The custome of the Persian Land Esters neglect of rich attire To whet the wanton Kings desire Sect. 5. ANd when the lustfull Kings Decree was read In eu'ry eare and Shire proclaim'd and spred Forthwith vnto the Eunuch Hege's hand The Beuy came the pride of beauties band Armed with ioy and warring with their eyes To gaine the Conquest of a Princely prize But none in peerlesse beauty shin'd so bright As louely Ester did in Hege's sight In loyall seruice he obserued her He sent for costly Oyles and dainty Myrrh To fit her for the presence of the King Rich Tyres and change of vesture did he bring Seuen comely maids he gaue to tend vpon her To shew his seruice and increase her honour But she was watchfull of her lips and wise Disclosing not her kindred or alyes For trusty Mardocheus tender care Gaue hopefull Ester Items to beware To blaze her kin or make her people knowne Lest for their sake her hopes be ouerthrowne Before the Gates he to and fro did passe Wherein inclos'd the Courtly Ester was To vnderstand how Ester did behaue her And how she kept her in the Eunuchs fauour Now when as Time had fitted eu'ry thing By course these Virgins came before the King Such was the custome of the Persian soyle Sixe months the Maids embalm'd in Myrrh and Oyle Sixe other months perfum'd in odours sweet That perfect lust and great excesse may meet What costly Robes rare Iewels rich attire Or curious Fare these Virgins did desire 'T was giuen and freely granted when they bring Their bodies to be prostrate to the King Each Virgin keepes her turne and all the night They lewdly lauish in the Kings delight And soone as morning shall restore the day They in their bosomes beare blacke night away And in their guilty brests as are their sinnes Close prisoners in the house of Concubines Euen so are they vntill the King shall please With lustfull bayle their bondage to release Now when the turne of Ester was at hand To satisfie the wanton Kings command Shee sought not as the rest with braue attire To lend a needlesse spurre to foule Desire Nor yet indeuours with a whorish Grace T'adulterate the beauty of her face Nothing she sought to make her glory brauer But simply tooke what gentle Hege gaue her Her sober visage daily wan her honour Each wandring eye inflam'd that look'd vpon her Meditatio quinta WHen God had with his All-producing Blast Blowne vp the bubble of the World and plac't In order that which he had made in measure As well for needfull vse as ioyfull pleasure Then out of earthy mould he fram'd a creature Farre more Diuine and of more glorious feature Than earst he made indu'd with vnderstanding With strength victorious with awe commanding With Reason Wit replete with Maiesty With heauenly knowledge and Capacity True embleme of his Maker Him he made The sou'raigne Lord of all Him all obay'd Yeelding their liues as tribute to their King Both Fish and Bird and Beast and euery thing His body 's rear'd vpright and in his eye Stand Radient beames of awfull sou'rainty All Creatures else pore downward to the ground Man lookes to heauen and all his thoughts rebound Vpon the Earth where tydes of pleasures meet He treads and daily tramples with his feet Which reade sweet Lectures to his wandring eyes And teach his lustfull heart to moralize Naked he liu'd nak'd to the world he came For he had then nor fault to hide nor shame He lik't them all but when with strict reuye He viewed Esters face his wounded eye Sparkl'd whilst Cupid with his youthfull Dart Transfixt the Center of his feeble heart Ester is now his ioy and in her eyes The sweetest flower of his Garland lyes Who now but Ester Ester crownes his blisse And hee 's become her prisoner that was his Ester obtaines the prize her high desert Like Di'mond's richly mounted in his heart Iö now Iö Hymen sings for she That crownes his ioy must likewise crowned be The Crowne is set on Princely Esters head Ester sits Queene in scornfull Vashties stead To consecrate this Day to more delights In due solemnizing the nuptiall rites In Esters name Assuerus made a Feast Inuited all his Princes and releast The hard taxation that his heauy hand Laid on the groning subiects of his Land No rites were wanting to augment his ioyes Great gifts confirm'd the bounty of his choyce Yet had not Esters lauish tongue descri'd Her Iewish kin or where she was aly'd For still the words of Mordecai did rest Within the Cabbin of her Royall brest That was as plyent being now a Queene
Shee made a Feast and put on iolly mirth To bid sweet welcome with her Princely cheere To all her Ghests Her Ghests all women were By this the Royall bounty of the King Hath well-nigh spent the seuen dayes banqueting Six Iouiall dayes haue run their howers out And now the seuenth doth wheele the weeke about Vpon which day the Queenes vnlucky Day The King with iollity intic'd away And gently hauing slipt the stricter reynes Of Temperance that ouer-mirth restraines Rose vp commanded that without delay How-e're the Persian custome doe gain-say How hast thou thus defil'd thy Yu'ry feet Thy sweetnesse that was once how farre from sweet Where are thy maiden smiles thy blushing cheeke Thy Lamb-like countenance so faire so meeke Where is that spotlesse flower that while-ere Within thy lilly-bosome thou did'st weare Ha's wanton Cupid snatcht it Hath his Dart Sent courtly tokens to thy simple heart Where dost thou bide The Countrey halfe disclaimes thee The City wonders when a body names thee Or haue the sounding Woods ingrost thee there And thus fore-stal'd our empty Markets here Sure th' art not or hid where no man shewes thee Or chang'd so much scarce man or woman knowes thee ¶ Our Grandame Eue before it was forbid Desired not that Fruit she after did Had not the Custome of those times ordain'd That women from mens Feasts should be restrain'd Perhaps Assuerus Vasti might haue stayd Vnsent for and thy selfe been vndenayd Such are the fruits of myrths and Wines abuse Customes must crack and Loue must break his Truce Anger contentious Wrath and wrathfull Hate Attend the Feast where Wine 's immoderate ¶ More difficult it is and greater skill To beare a mischiefe than preuent an ill Passion is naturall but to bridle Passion Is more Diuine and vertues operation To doe amisse is Natures Act to erre Is but a wretched mortalls Character But to preuent the danger of the Ill Is more than Man surpassing humane skill Who playes a happy game with crafty sleyte Confirmes himselfe but Fortunes Fauourite But he that husbands well an ill-dealt Game Deserues the credit of a Gamesters name ¶ Lord if my Cards be bad yet lend me skill To play them wisely ' and make the best of ill THE ARGVMENT The learned Councell plead the case The Queene degraded from her place Decrees are sent throughout the Land That wiues obey and men command Sect. 3. THe righteous Councell hauing heard the Cause Aduiz'd awhile with respit of a pause Till Memucan the first that silence brake Vnseal'd his serious lips and thus bespake The Great Assuerus sou'raigne Lord and King To grace the period of his Banqueting Hath sent for Vashti Vashti would not come And now it rests in vs to giue the doome But lest that too much rashnesse violate The sacred Iustice of our happy state We first propound the height of her offence Next the succeeding Inconuenience Thus broke in two he did anew ordaine That these same two should be made One againe Till singling Death this sacred knot vndoe And part this new-made One once more in two ¶ Since of a Rib first framed was a Wife Let Ribs be Hi'rogliphicks of their life Ribs coast the heart and guard it round about And like a trusty Watch keepe danger out So tender Wiues should loyally impart Their watchfull care to fence their Spouses heart All members else from out their places roue But Ribs are firmely fixt and seldome moue Women like Ribs must keepe their wonted home And not like Dinah that was rauish't rome If Ribs be ouer-bent or handled rough They breake If let alone they bend enough Women must vnconstrain'd be plyent still And gently bending to their Husbands will The sacred Academy of mans life Is holy wedlocke in a happy Wife It was a wise mans speech Could neuer they now to command that knew not first t' obey Wher 's then that high Command that ample Glory Which for a patterne left in endlesse story Your noble Sexe in former dayes atchiu'd Whose sounding Fame no after-Times outliu'd What braue Command How well-succeeding broyles What stately Triumphs What victorious spoyles Their hands achiu'd They sway'd their Scepters thē As well in Kingdomes as in hearts of men And sweet obedience was the lowly stayre Mounted their steps to that Commanding chaire A womans Rule should be in such a fashion Onely to guide her houshold and her Passion And her obedience neuer's out of season So long as either Husband lasts or Reason Ill thriues the haplesse Family that showes A Cocke that 's silent and a Hen that crowes I know not which liue more vngodly liues ¶ Obeying Husbands or commanding Wiues THE ARGVMENT Assuerus pleas'd His seruants motion Propounded gaine his approbation Esters descent her Iewish race Her beautyes and her perfit Grace Sect. 4. VVHen Time that endeth all things did asswage The burning Feuer of Assüerus rage And quiet satisfaction had assign'd Delightfull Iu'lyps to his troubled mind He cal'd his old remembrance to account Of Vashti and her Crimes that did amount To th'summe of their diuorcement In his thought He weigh'd the censure of her heedlesse fault His fawning seruants willing to preuent him If too much thought should make his loue repent him Said thus If it shall please our gracious Lord To crowne with Audience his seruants word Let strict Inquest and carefull Inquisition In all the Realme be made and quicke prouision Throughout the Medes and Persians all among For comely Virgins beautifull and yong Which curiously selected let them bring Into the Royall Palace of the King And let the Eunuchs of the King take care For Princely Robes and Vestures and prepare Sweet Odours choyse Perfumes and all things meet To adde a greater sweetnesse to their sweet And she whose perfect beames shall best delight And seeme most gracious in his Kingly sight To her be giuen the Conquest of her face And be inthron'd in scornfull Vashties place The proiect pleas'd the King who made an Act To second what was said with soone effect Within the walls of Shusa dwelt there one By breeding and by birth a Iew and knowne By th' name of Mordecai of mighty kin Descended from the Tribe of Beniamin Whose necke was subiect to the slauish yoke When Ieconiah was surpris'd and tooke And carried captiue into Babels Land With strength of mighty Neb'chadnezzars hand Within his house abode a Virgin bright Whose name was Ester or Hadassa hight His brothers Daughter whom her parents dead This Iew did foster in her fathers stead She wanted none though father she had none Her vncles loue assum'd her for his owne Bright beames of beauty streamed from her eye And in her cheekes sate maiden modesty Which peerelesse beauty lent so kinde a rellish To modest vertue that they did imbellish Each others ex'lence with a full assent In her to boast their perfect complement Meditatio quarta
To sage aduice as ere before sh 'ad been It came to passe as Mardochaeus sate Within the Portall of the Princes gate He ouer-heard two seruants of the King Closly combin'd in hollow whispering Like whistling Notus that foretells a raine To breathe out treason ' gainst their Soueraigne Which soone as loyall Mardochaeus heard Forthwith to Esters presence he repair'd Disclos'd to her and to her care commended The Traitors and the treason they intended Whereat the Queene impatient of delay Betrayd the Traitors that would her betray And to the King vnbosom'd all her heart And who her Newes-man was and his desert Now all on hurly-burly was the Court Fild with the foulenesse of this sad report The watch was set pursuit was sent about To guard the King and finde the Traitours out Who found and guilty found by speedy triall Where witnesse speakes what boots a bare deniall Were both hang'd vp vpon the shamefull tree To beare such fruit let trees ne'r barren be And what successe this happy Day afforded Was in the Persian Chronicles recorded Explicit Hist Meditatio sexta THe hollow Concaue of a humane brest Is Gods Exchequer and therein the best And sum of all his chiefest wealth consists Which he shuts vp and opens when he lists No power is of man To loue or hate Lyes not in mortals brest or pow'r of Fate Who was the issue of a Royall breed The off-cast off-spring of the cursed seed Of Amalek from him descended right That sold his birth-right for his Appetite Haman his name His fortunes did improue Increast by fauour of the Princes loue Full great he grew preferd to high command And plac'd before the Princes of the Land And since that honour and due reuerence Attend where Princes giue preeminence The King commands the seruants of his State To suit Respect to Hamans high estate And doe him honour fitting his degree With vayled Bonnet and low bended knee They all obseru'd But aged Mordecai Whose stubborne ioynts-neglected to obey The seed which God with infamy had branded Stoutly refused what the King commanded Which when the seruants of the King had seene Their fell disdaine mixt with an enuious spleene Inflam'd They question'd how he durst withstand The iust performance of the Kings Command Daily they checkt him for his high disdaine And he their checks did daily entertaine With silent slight behauiour which did proue As full of care as their rebukes of loue Since then their hearts not able to abide A longer suffrance of his peeuish pride Whose scorching fires passion did augment Must either breake or finde a speedy vent To Haman they th' vnwelcome newes related And what they said their malice aggrauated Enuie did ope her Snake-deuouring Iawes Foamd frothy blood and bent her vnked Pawes Her hollow eyes did cast out sudden flame And pale as ashes lookt this angry Dame And thus bespake Art thou that man of might That Impe of Glory Times great Fauorite Hath thy deserued worth restor'd againe The blemisht honour of thy Princely straine Art thou that Wonder which the Persian State Stands gazing at so much and poynting at Filling all wondring eyes with Admiration And euery loyall heart with Adoration Art thou that mighty He How haps it then That wretched Mordecai the worst of men A captiue slaue a superstitious Iew Slights thee and robs thee of thy rightfull due Nor was his fault disguis'd with Ignorance The vnfee'd Aduocate of sinne or Chance But backt with Arrogance and foule Despite Rise vp and doe thy blemisht honour right Vp like his deepe Reuenge rose Haman then And like a sleeping Lion from his Den Rouz'd his relentlesse Rage But when his eye Confirm'd the newes Report did testifie His Reason straight was heau'd from off his henge And Fury rounded in his eare Reuenge And like a rash Aduiser thus began There 's nothing Haman is more deare to man And cooles his boyling veynes with sweeter pleasure Than quicke Reuenge for to reuenge by leisure Is but like feeding when the stomacke 's past Pleasing nor eager appetite nor taste ¶ Lord let my fortunes be or rich or poore If small the lesse account if great the more THE ARGVMENT Vnto the King proud Haman sues For the destruction of the Iewes The King consents and in his name Decrees were sent t' effect the same Sect. 8. NOw when the yeere had tum'd his course about And fully worne his weary howers out And left his circling trauell to his heire That now sets onset to th' ensuing yeere Proud Haman pain'd with trauell in the birth Till after-time could bring his mischiefe forth Cast Lots from month to month from day to day To picke the choycest time when Fortune may Be most prospicious to his damned plot Till on the last month fell th' vnwilling Lot So Haman guided by his Idoll Fate Cloking with publike good his priuate Hate In plaintiffe tearmes where Reason lent the rellish Vnto the King his speech did thus imbellish Vpon the limits of this happy Nation There flotes a skumme an off-cast Generation Disperst despis'd and noysome to the Land And Refractory to the Lawes and thy Command Not stooping to thy Power but despising All Gouernment but of their owne deuising And stirre the glowing embers of diuision The hatefull mother of a States sedition The which not soone redrest by Reformation Will ruine breed to thee and to thy Nation Begetting Rebels and seditious broyles And fill thy peacefull Land with bloody spoyles Now therefore if it please my gracious Lord To right this grieuance with his Princely sword That Death and due Destruction may be sent To take the Couie of this rabblement Vnto the Royall Treasure of the King Ten thousand siluer Talents will I bring Then gaue the King from off his heedlesse hand His Ring to Haman with that Ring command And said Thy proffer'd wealth possesse Yet be thy iust Petition ne'rthelesse Entirely granted Lo before thy face Thy vassals lye with all their rebell race Thine be the people and the power thine To doome the Traitors their deserued Fine Forthwith the Scribes were summon'd to appeare Decrees were written sent to eu'ry Shiere To all Lieutenants Captaines of the Band And all the Prouinces throughout the Land Stil'd in the name and person of the King And made authentick with his Royall Ring By speedy Post-men were the Letters sent And this the summe is of their sad content Let eu'ry Prouince in the Persian Land Vpon the Day prefixt prepare his hand To make the Channels flow with Rebels blood And from the earth to root the Iewish brood And let the softnesse of no partiall heart Through melting pitty loue or fond desert Spare either young or old or man or woman But like their fault so let their plagues be common Decreed and sealed by our Princely Grace And giuen at Sushan from our Royall Place So
his rip'ned griefe In bloody tearmes they thus appli'd reliefe Erect a Gibbet fifty Cubits hie Then vrge the King what will the King denie When Haman sues that slauish Mordecai Be hang'd thereon his blood will soone allay The heate of thine His cursed death shall fame The highnesse of thy power and his shame So when thy suit shall finde a faire euent Goe banquet with the King and liue content The Counsell pleas'd The Gibbet fairely stands Soone done as said Reuenge findes nimble hands Meditatio duodecima SOme Eu'ls I must approue All Goods I dare not Some are and seeme not good some seeme and are not In chusing Goods my heart shall make the choyce My flattring eye shall haue no casting voyce No outward sence may chuse an inward blisse For seeming Happinesse least happy is The eye the chiefest Cink-port of the Hart Keepes open doores and playes the Panders part To painted pleasures luring the Affections And maskes foule faces vnder false complections It hath no pow'r to iudge nor can it see Things as they are but as they seeme to be There 's but one happinesse one perfect blisse But how obtaind or where or what it is The world of nature ne'r could apprehend Grounding their labours on no other end Then supposition dinersly affecting Some one thing some another still proiecting Prodigious fancies till their learned Schooles Lent so much knowledge as to make them fooles One builds his blisse vpon the blaze of Glory Can perfect happinesse be transitory In strength another summes Felicity What horse is not more happy farre than he Some pile their happinesse on heapes of wealth Which sicke they 'd loath if gold could purchase health Be done to him the King shall most affect In Robes Imperiall be his body drest And brauely mounted on that very Beast The King bestrides then be the Crowne of State Plac'd on his lofty browes let Princes waite Vpon his Stirrop and in triumph leade This Impe of Honour in Assuerus stead And to expresse the glory of his name Like Heralds let the Princes thus proclaime This peerlesse honour and these Princely rites Be done to him in whom the King delights Said then the King O sudden change of fate Within the Portall of our Palace Gate There sits a Iew whose name is Mordecai Be he the man Let no peruerse delay Protract But what thy lauish tongue hath said Doe thou to him So Haman sore dismaid His tongue ty'd to his Roofe made no reply But neither daring answere nor deny Perforce obeyd and so his Page became Whose life he sought to haue bereau'd with shame The Rites obserued Mordecai return'd Vnto the Gate Haman went home and mourn'd His visage muffled in a mournfull vale And told his wife this melancholy Tale Whereat amaz'd and startl'd at the newes Despairing thus she spake If from the Iewes This Mordecai deriue his happy line His be the Palme of victory not thine The highest heau'ns haue still conspir'd to blesse That faithfull seed and with afaire successe Haue crown'd their iust designes If Mordecai Descend from thence thy hopes shall soone decay And melt like waxe before the mid-day Sunne So said her broken speech not fully done Haman was hasted to Queene Esters Feast To mirth and ioy an indisposed Ghest Meditatio decimatertia THere 's nothing vnder heauen more glorifies The name of Kings or in a subiects eyes Winnes more obseruance or true loyalty Than sacred Iustice shared equally No greater glory can belong to Might Than to defend the feeble in their right To helpe the helplesse and their wrongs redresse To curbe the haughty-hearted and suppresse The proud requiting eu'ry speciall Deed With punishment or honourable meed Herein Kings aptly may deserue the name Of Gods inshrined in an earthly frame Nor can they any way approach more nye The full perfection of a Deity Then by true Iustice imitating heauen In nothing more than in the poyzing euen Their righteous ballance Iustice is not blind As Poets faine but with a sight refin'd Her Lyncian eyes are cleer'd and shine as bright As doe their errours that deny her sight The soule of Iustice resteth in her eye Her Contemplation is to descry Thy hand maid hath found fauour let my Lord Grant me my life my life so much abhorr'd To doe him seruice and my peoples life Which now lye open to a Tyrants knife Our liues are sold 't is I 't is guiltlesse I Thy loyall Spouse thy Queene and hers must dye The spotlesse blood of me thy faithfull Bride Must sivage the swelling of a Tyrants pride Had we been sold for drudges to attend The busie Spindle or for slaues to spend Our weary howers to deserue our bread So as the gaine stood but my Lord in stead I had been silent and ne'r spent my breath But neither he that seekes it nor my Death Can to himselfe the least aduantage bring Except Reuenge nor to my Lord the King Like to a Lion rouzed from his rest Rag'd then the King and thus his rage exprest Who is the man that dares attempt this thing Where is the Traitor What Am I a King May not our subiects serue but must our Queene Be made the subiect of a villaines spleene Is not Queene Ester bosom'd in our heart What Traitor then dares be so bold part Our heart and vs Who dares attempt this thing Can Ester then be slaine and not the King Repli'd the Queene The man that hath done this That cursed Haman wicked Haman is Like as a Felon shakes before the Bench Whose troubled silence proues the Euidence So Haman trembled when Queene Ester spake Nor answere nor excuse his Guilt could make The King no longer able to digest So foule a Trechery forsooke the Feast Walk'd in the Garden where consuming rage Boyl'd in his heart with fire vnapt t' asswage So Haman pleading guilty to the fault Besought his life of her whose life he sought When as the King had walk'd a little space So rage and choller often shift their place In he return'd where Haman fallen flat Was on the bed whereon Queene Ester sate Whereat the King new cause of rage debates Apt to suppose the worst of whom he hates New passion adds new fuell to his fire And faines a cause to make it blaze the higher Is 't not enough for him to seeke her death Said he but with a Lechers tainted breath Will he inforce my Queene before my face And make his Brothell in our Royall Place So said they vailed Hamans face as he Vnfit were to be seene or yet to see Said then an * Eunuch sadly standing by In Hamans Garden fifty Cubits high There stands a Gibbet built but yesterday Made for thy loyall seruant Mordecai Whose faithfull lips thy life from danger freed And merit leads him to a fairer meed Said then the King It seemeth iust and good To shead his blood that thirsted after blood Who