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A13273	All the small vvorkes of that famous poet Iosuah Siluester Gathered into one volume.; Selections	Sylvester, Josuah, 1563-1618.; Bertaut, Jean, 1552-1611.; Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.; Smith, Henry, 1550?-1591.; Matthieu, Pierre, 1563-1621.	1620 (1620)	STC 23575.5; ESTC S106634	207,883	650

Hap vpon them euery-where Good feare for them Them the Euill feare ●ow many braue Marks left his noble Minde ●h'Happiness These Vertues bring Mankind ●en full of Constancie he durst maintaine ●t raigning for Him Who made him to raign ●e sacred Twinnes nigh frō the World dis-pell'd ● their Temple in His Bosom dwell'd Guided his Person gouern'd his Affaires Counsaild his Counsails qualified his Cares Steerd all his Course through all his Voyage heer As men their Ships by Card Compasse steer These making him with rarest spirits compeer In holy pride Hee euen despised heer The Kings that puft with glory of a Throne Commaunded All except themselues alone By th' one he happied his owne Soule with Rest By th' other also he his People blest By th' one becomming to him Selfe seuere He rul'd him Selfe kept his own Power in feare By th' other giuing free Course to the Law He kept his Subiects in and happy saw Through all his Kingdome Peace Plenty flowe● In basest Grange as well as golden Bower But 12. times Sol throgh the 12. Signes had go● When Heauens assignd him to his Fathers Throne And to the hands of his Man-Childhood left The glorious Burthen of This Sceptres heft But as in th'Orchards at Monceaux or Blois The Gard'ners Care ouer some Graftlings choise The second yeare of their adoption there Makes them as good goodly fruits to beare Trees whose Trunk branched Top bewraies ●●eir Months as many as the Other 's dayes ●●rough the Heavns fauor Earths fruitfulness ●wing that God their yoūg first-fruits doth bless ● forward Vertue in his Pupillage ●ught forth th' effects of a mans perfect age ●prouing quite his feeble signes of youth ● prouing him inuincible in truth ●inst vaine Pleasures all their Baits condemning ●inst all Perils Death it Selfe contemning ●inst all Passions euer them resisting ●inst all Crosses constant ay-persisting ●or looke how lowe his hart in humble awe ● bow'd to GOD and bended to the Lawe ●●gh he mounts it in Praise-worthy Pride ●ue the World Fortune and All beside ●se Vanitie with false gloss gilded o're ● Mortals most desire admire adore ●ring onely with that holy Marie ● his degree That One thing necessary ●iring solely th' holy Works wherein Almighty Workers wondrous hand is seene ●ring none but th'Euerlasting One ● louing best fearing but HIM alone Then bearing aye This Oracle imprest Within the Centre of his royall brest That A sincere true-Religious KING Feared of All needs feare at all no-Thing Where Hee whose Soule hath not This Feare in-layd Of none is feared but of All affraid Arm'd with This Breast-plate as with stronger Ar● Then Those of old blest with inchanting Charm● He brau'd all Perills that his Prowesse met And His calm Spirit amid a Storme so great As would haue cast Youth in a swoune insensible Shew'd Resolution of a heart inuincible Appearing such indeed as Painters fain Great Hercules when Iuno's fell disdaign Pursuing him he Monsters quaild and killd A Man in Courage though in Age a Child Which well he proou'd to those Rebellious Peers Who making light of his then-tender yeers And measuring his in-side by his age Troubled his State with storms of Ciuill Rage Armed against him many a Tower Towne Aymed by Ambush to surprise his Crowne When He to heale by necessary Ill This Ill before th' Impostume ouer-fill ● Sword in hand their first Assault preuents ● as His Subiects brauely them conuents ●ome and cast them arm-less at his feet ●else as Foes his armed Force to meet ●n Him their true Liege if true French they be ●d in the Field to take This Offer free ●nge or Pardon of their past Mis-deeds ●all the Mischief which the same succeeds ●one his Power should press them to perforce ●ther their Duties vrged with Remorse ●eir blind Furie did the One contemne ●ther should poure Death Disgrace on them ● how the words of a braue Prince preuaile ● daring Speech did so their Courage quaile ● though the cold Ice of a prudent Feare ●not forth-with put-out their frenzie there ●id it daily from thence-forth decline ●all their Flame turn'd but to Fume in fine Those whose furie dream't a Diadem ●r Side abandon disbanding them ●ct their vaine Hopes and in season flie ●he King's Mercie for their Remedie ●ers more dreading Rigour of the Law ●er protection of the English draw Guilding their Guilt with friuolous pretences Arming their weak Cause with as weak defences Till but increasing their dishonor by 't Wanting as well good Fortune as good Right They 'r also faine to beg his Bounty royall Ill worthy Them so obstinate-Disloyall What proofs of Prowesse vvhat contēpt of dang● Exprest this Prince vpon the enuious Stranger On crystall Charant in Zantognian Coast When false la-March backt with a foraine Host Mustred against him from so many parts So many Groues of Lances Pikes and Darts There France and England fully bent to Fight Had both their Armies in their Order pight From Either side mount winged Clowdes amain On Either side they poure their Showers againe While siluer Charant to haue barr'd their Teene Her swelling shoulders did oppose between This Riuer makes the Reed-crownd Banks to By th'arched fauour of a Bridge there is Whose gaine or losse besides the honor boades Or barrs the Prize of Victorie by ods The English friended by a Fort at hand Which proudly did the neighbour Plaines cōman● 〈◊〉 won this Passage and were passing on ●erely to end their Victory begun ●n Lewis rushing to the Bridge the first ●ells the Foe and puts him to the worst ● dead and wounded all the place he paues ● then Horatius brauer him behaues ●artens His re-haleth from the Foe ● Victorie ready with Them to goe ●ing alone as a firm Rock afront ●st alone to beare the Battailes brunt ●onely marke of many thousand Darts ●m alone still aimed from all parts ●t the last by his example prest ●inning all his Armie wonne the rest ● if his Courage shin'd in Conquering ● did his Mildnesse in the managing ●o can recount and yet who could conceale ●ustrious Vertues whose industrious zeale ● the World his honors blazed yerst ●hese mists these first clowdes were disperst ●catterd all by the bright-shining Rayes ●is new Sunne in Summer of his dayes 〈◊〉 Europ's Vmpire making Peace with Men War proclaim'd against their Vices then The glorious Works his Royall Vertues did Cannot without impietie be hid Although without diminishing their Worth My Muse alas can neuer set them forth For of all Vertues sacred Tracts least rife His Life 's a Picture limmed to the life And such a Pattern as to match again The Wish is vertuous but the Hope is vain Sith the more wondrous 't is Worthy Table To imitate 't is more inimitable So that His Worth weening to-life to limne I ouer-reach in stead of reaching Him And like bad Singers as too-bold t oo-blame Sounding His Praise rather My Selfe I

his deceipt dispoild of all was Theirs Those valiant Romans Victors of all Lands They plac't not Honour there where now it stands Nor thought it lay in making of the Sword Interpreter of euerie Priuate word Nor stood vpon Puntillios for Repute As now-adayes your Duellers pursew't But from their Cradle traind in Rules more fitt They nether knew th' abuse nor vse as yet Of Challenges Appells and Seconds-ayde But when the Lawes their Bridle loose had layd For Publique Glory gainst a Publique Foe There Honors point there Valors proofe to show But when behoou'd brauely and first to front An Armies force or beare their suddaine Brunt Or larded thick with darts victorious die Vpon a Breach or on a Rampire high Or leap aliue into a yawning Hell To saue their Citie from Infection fell Liu'd neuer Men that lesser feared death More-daring Valor neuer yet had breath Witnes vnto this day th' vndaunted harts In Curtius Decius and Horatius Parts With many Worthies more Immortaliz'd Which for their Countries haue Selues sacrifiz'd And whose braue deeds whose honors whose deserts Moue more Despaire then Enuy in Mens harts For dying so Garlands glorious Verse Not Cries Teares honord their happy Herse Their Flower of Fame shall neuer neuer shed Because their Death their Country profited Wheras the death which brings now brainsick Youth Vnto their Graue deserues but Tears and Ruth Their Courage casts them euen away for nought Without Memoriall saue a Mournfull Thought Which banning but the furie that inflam'd-them Honors enough if that it haue not blam'd-them O what a number of Couragious Knights Abortiuely haue in These Single Fights Lost the faire Hope the World conceiu'd of them Haue idlely frustred of their Valors gem Their gratious Prince who iustly might expect Against his Foes their forward Worths effect And sacrilegious to their Wrath haue giuen And headdy Rage whereby they haue been driuen The Sacrifice which with more sacred zeale They ought to God their King their Cōmonweale Ynow to make could they return from death Such as they were when heer they lost their breath Not a sole Squadron but an Hoast of Men Whose Acts alone would furnish euery Pen An Hoast of Hectors and Achilleses Caesars and Scipios who by Land and Seas Following Great HENRY for their Generall Mought if he wold haue made him Lord of ALL. Where now they lie in an inglorious Toombe Longing for Light vntill the Day of Doome Or lower in eternall Dungeons dwell With Ghosts Shadowes skirmishing in Hell This mischief therefore springing day by day And spreading so as nought his course can stay And seeing too mine Honour blurr'd with Blame When these rash Mad-caps doo vsurpe my Name To be from henceforth from the Rage exempt Of such as turn my glorie to contempt And thus deface my Vertues grace with Vice I hop't els-whear some holier Exercise And rather would hearts so intemperous Should not inioy mee then imploy mee thus Here Andria ceast The Angell gracefully Humours her Anger with this milde Reply Certes faire Nymph your Plaint hath Right Truth But yet excuse the boyling heat of Youth Perhaps 't is harder then you ween precise To be at-once a French-man Yong and Wise This Euill from This inborn Error springs That a Braue Mynde when wrongd in any things Hee weens himselfe if so hee Armes professe Must no-whear seek but in his Sword redresse And that an Eye a No a Nod a Nick 's Ynough t' offend a Noble sense and quick Permitious Error which dooth vndermine Both Martial Thrones and Ciuill and Diuine For to no end the Publique Sword shall serue If euerie man may with his Priuate carue And then in vain are Souueraine Princes Lawes When Subiects dare Themselues decide their Cause But I beleue This Madnes will no more Praecipitate their courage as before The curb of Law which by their prudent Prince Is now new made against This Insolence Will barr their Boldnes and directing meane How This deer Honour saued whole and clean A gallant Spirit wronged in any kinde May lawfully his Satisfaction finde Will bind their hands euen glew-in their blades Till when some Foe the Common Right invades In forward Zeal of their deere Countries good It shal be honour euen to dyue in blood Disposed therefore to expect Amends Dispatch the Order which Heauens Monarch sends And goe not hence whear thou art so renown'd Till all the world be but This Empires bound Were it for nothing but That Rising Sunne Whereon all Eyes already haue begunne Both Friends Foes to fixe their Hopes and Fears That braue Yong Prince who from his cradle bears Thine Image in his eyes and in his armes Thine Exercise in euery kind of Armes Surely said Andria ' thad been hard to find A stronger Charm heere to arrest my mind Chiefly heere liuing my Soules Sympathie His Father rather that same other I For as in th' one I am a Miracle So will I be a match-lesse Spectacle In th' other too when to his Ancient Right His daring Sword shall make his Claime by Fight Whether his Armies royall Front aspire Those craggy Hills whose Name is taen from Fire Or tend vnto those fruitfull Plaines which spred Toward Böotes and Hyperions Bed Whose Princes in their Fables Antique-fram'd Counts among Kings Kings among Counts are nam'd After these words pronounc't with voice gest As Oracles are wont to be exprest Both took their flight throgh the thin chrystall Aire Towards the Place appointed for Repaire Of all the rest of Royall Vertues Band Which were conuented by Heauens high Cōmand Royall Eumenia was already come And simple-mannerd Pistia thought by some Long-since exiled from the World and Shee Who from afarre doth all Euents fore-see There was apparant by illustrious things Faire Euergesia Ornament of Kings And firme Hypomonè with her Twin-sister Cartéria and She whose Patrone and Assister Are often shent Alethia little know'n To mortall men no scarce among her owne With vailes and cloaks they doe be-clowd her so Whose spotlesse Selfe should rather naked goe In briefe of all the Vertues summon'd heere There wanted none but Dicea to appeare And S t. Eusebia in her Shadowes hid That long it was yer Her the Angell spid For heer among vs a queint Idol haunts Whose simple habite whose sad countenance Whose lowely look whose language mildly meek Whose zeale-like gestures whose postures like So counterfeit Her with the Maske it makes That many times the wisest it mis-takes You 'ld think her hart had onely God for Ioy Her Exercise onely to fast and pray That she abhorrs the World and lodg'd therein Liues as the Fish that out of waterbin That burning Zeal of Heauen consumes her so That all seemes bitter that shee tastes belowe Yet all the while This hollow Holy-Tricks Doats but of Honours dreames of Bishopriks Thirsts for Promotion thrusts for Primacie Hunts glorie still yet seemes it to defie Neuer does good but for some great applause Nor

euer did good for meer Goodnes cause This Baen of Soules and that same Fopperie Of old sirnamed Dysidaimonié Whose hart deiect with Terrors ouer-strong To feare God 's Iustice doth his Mercie wrong Right Seruile Feare with Errors foolify'd Haue driuen Eusebia hence els wheare to bide Because th' one loues not th' other miss-beloues What best to fear and least presume behoues The Angell therefore ferrets euerie nook And narrowly her wonted haunts dooth looke In euerie Cloister and in euerie Cell Where Folk belieu'd that She did euer dwell Yet nothing findes hee of her anie-wheare Saue some old track or footing heer and there No though he visite the austerities Of famous Abbayes and faire Nunneries But in Her stead he meeteth euermore One of These Haggs in euerie Couent Doore Dresst in a habite of so humble showe That hard it was the difference to knowe Yet at the last prying on euerie side Her as conceald in a by-place hee spi'd Where with incessant teares shee stayd to rew And to bewaile our Errours old and new Amid an humble Troupe whom like Desire To loath the VVorld and from it to retire Had made preferre a poore and meane estate Yea Want itself in place so separate Before the Wealth the Honours and Delights Where-with the World inueigles as inuites As choosing rather heer to lose all These Then lose thereby their Soules eternall Ease In this sequestred place prostrate in Prayer Best Antidote gainst Hopes-pride and Despaire The Two grand Poisons of Soules Faculties The Angell found Eusebia on her knees Their Talk was short the Time inportun'd so In brief therefore hee doth his Message showe Acquaints her quickly VVhence and Why he came Then She eftsoones consenting to the same Away they post in a swift Aierie Coach Towards the place where all the rest approach The generall Rendez-vous for all This Act VVhere yet alas the Ladie Dice a lackt For th' Angell tasked to goe seek her forth Sees her no more conuersing on the Earth Nor findes her sitting as she wont of-old On Princes Thrones and Prelats vncontrould Nor among Magistrates which are the Tongue And Life of Lawe t' interpret Right and Wrong Where-at amazed and desiring more To sound what reason Men could yield therefore Assumes a Bodie bearing in his hands A bagg of VVritings and seem-Deeds for Lands Comes to a Hall all full of Murmuring Of people pricked with the angrie sting Of fel Eridea who her Venome sheds Euen into Boores and Paisants harts and heads By Her keen furie as wiith Brizes stung And by Merimnè and Dapania wrung In This great Hall vnknow'n vnto Repose Stalks that stern Furie either among those Of her owne Frye or 'mong the wretched Crew VVhom Her hard Gripes had made in vain to rew A Rank of Seats each vnto other fixt And euery-one a sundrie Name affixt Bordred the Walls smoakie with age'and foule Perches of manie plumie-pownced Fowle Whose nimble Quills haue learnd to flye for that Rich Minerall which makes men peace and prate There was no Order a lowd-buzzing Presse VVith whirling Eddies hurry'd without cease Full of all Sorts of Priests of Gentlemen Merchants Mechaniks Grooms and Husbandmen Each iustled other crowding to and fro As heer and there the stream did ebb and flowe This yauld that brauld another beat the Barr One woo'd the Iudge another vrg'd him farr This proues Default That pleads a Warrantie This auoides Witnes That appeals more high Another fleering dooth his Aduerse flowte With Rod in hand the Vshers trudge about A world of Lawyers swarm'd yet some had leasure As least imploy'd the Places length to measure All boyld with Discords one no sooner don But instantly another New begun With such a Noise as soundeth neer the Shoare When towards a Storm the Sea beginns to roare Hard-by this Ocean which Night only stilld Appeerd an Old-man as one deeplie illd And inly galled for some grieuous Losse With eyes lift-vp pale cheeks and armes acrosse Whom th'Angell spying towards him he speeds And seeming Mortall by his Shape and weeds Good Father sayd hee so to sound his minde Where might I think you Lady Dicea finde VVhom I haue sought already far and neer And surely thought now to haue found her heer Dicea my sonne said the Old-man well-nigh Gushing out Teares which stood in either eye And sending forth a deep-fet Sigh before Dicea alas is in the World no more That Fire which only Death hath power to quench That fel Desire no Deluge else can stanch The burning Thirst of Worldly Goods and Gold And all Sinns taught to warr against her bold Haue forc't her to forsake this wretched Frame And fly again to Heauen whence first she came Or if in Earth she yet haue anie Stance 'T is with the Chinois Turkes or Scythians But in This Climat hardlie dooth appeer Anie small signe to showe she hath bin heer Cruell Adicea in her Roome is sett Hate Fauour Fraude and Madame Counterfait Out of all Courts hunting all Conscience quight Make of Right crooked and of Crooked Right Art and Deceipt keep thear their open Schooles Reason and Lawe are but the phraze of Fooles For Law and Reason are now waigh'd by Sleight In golden Scales where only GOLD is waight Thus the Old-man proceeding still complaind Till th'Angell thus his Blasphemies restraind Alas good Father your fresh Grief I see For some great Suite late lost vnhappily From your sad lipps this bitter language drawes Excusable perhaps for your Grief's Cause But th' eye of Passion ill discernes the truth This hauing spoken the Celestiall youth Turns to another lesse disturb'd in minde And likewise askes Where he might Dicea finde Hee more discreet and milder-spoken farr Replyes My Sonne sure verie few there are Yea of the wisest who best vnderstand That easily can answer thy demand For One perhaps will think her to be there Whereas another seeming wrongd will swear By Heau'n and all that in it Heau'n containes That not a spark nor mark of her remaines Each holding her present or absent still As his owne Cause hath thryued well or ill But I 'll assure thee and past all Appeal That in this Place shee dooth not alwayes dwell Sometimes shee comes and brings for Companie Honor and Faith and old Integritie But the strange Tricks of a bold babbling Dame Call'd Quiddi-quirk as barbarous as her Name Molest her so that soon they driue her hence For Both at-once haue no-where Residence And Plutus too her many-times dismaies With that sweet Power whereby the world he swaies Causing her oft return with heauie cheer And that 's the Cause she stayes so seldom heer Oft haue I seen her on the souverain Seat In that high Senate whose Edicts compleat Sway all the Kingdome and if anie-where I sure belieue you yet shall find her There If those Abuses whose bold Tyrannie From other Thrones hath driuen her openly Haue not crept-in by some close Golden Port But farr bee That from such a

Total moue as doth his Part. So if we see the Sunne Moon to veere Their ample Heav'ns haue even the like Cariere But who hath seene a Selflie-turning Stone How then should Earth turn her whole lump alone Let 's therefore boldly with old Truth affirme That th' Earth remaines vnmoueable firme And if wee credit the Geometer Three thousand leagues is her Diameter This Measure of her vast thick Depth is found By th'admirable Compasse of her Round Which hath by test of Arts Experiments More then nine thousand leagues Circumference Yet learned Mappists on a Paper small Draw in Abridgement the whole Type of All And in their Chamber paineless peril-less See in an houre circuit Land and Seas This mighty Globe is but a Point compar'd With th'vpper Globe yet on This Point are shar'd Millions of millions of Man-kinde which plow With Keel Coultar its Twin Back and Brow Man placed thus in This Mid-Point so even Sees alwaies Half of God's great Hall of Heav'n Th' other's beneath him yet abides not there But in a Day doth to him all appeare Ah Soverain Artist ô how few of vs Knowe right the Place where Thou hast plac't vs thus Alas how-many know not to What end Thy gracious Wisdom did them hither send Yet giving Man a quick Intelligence Thou sett'st him iust in the World's Midst that thence Seeing thy Wonders round about him so Knowing himselfe he might Thee better know By th'vsual Circuit of the Heav'nly Ball The Starres appeare vnto vs almost all That We in time obseruing all their Figures Might contemplate their Courses Natures Vigors To view the Stars is honest Recreation To search their Course deserveth Commendation So wee beware with some presuming Sects To pick things future out of their Aspects We must renounce That Errors patronage That what some Dreamers by our Births presage Must needs betide vs tying to their Lawes Our nature governd by a Higher Cause Perhaps the Signes some inclination bring ●nducing hearts to some Affectioning But by Gods grace well may wee varie that ●s neuer forc't by necessary Fate For sure if Man by strong Necessitie ●oo any Ill ill meriteth not Hee ●id Starres constraine vs neither Vertue then ●or Vice were worth Praise or Reproofe in Men. If any way the Will of Man be free On These Effects what Iudgemēts ground can bee What Certaintie can from the Starres be knowne Of Weal or Woe Life Death or Thrall or Throne When Kings are born be many born beside Must all be Destin'd to be Kings that tide Oft many at-once are hangd or drownd or slaine Did all at-once their groaning Mothers paine Who can conceiue that such or such Aspect Is good or bad boads Life or Deaths Effect Who can produce so sure Prognostications Of our fraile Life so full of Alterations Certain's that Art which shewes the daily Course Of restlesse Starres their influence force But Divination 's an vncertaine Skill Full of fond Error false and fayling still What booted Lord our hūblest Vowes to Thee Were their Conclusions certaine Veritie Disastrous Fate would mate vs with Despaire And frustrate all religious Faith and Prayer Were it their Sayings were right certain true Then of necessity must all ensue But if Events their Verdicts often thwart False is their Aime fallible their Art Obserue the Works those subtle Authors write Th' are so ambiguous or so false out-right That if somtimes some Truth they chance to hit They 'll counterpoize a hundred lyes for it Too-busie-bold with Thee they Lord presume And to themselues Thine Office they assume Who by Star-gazing or ought else belowe Dare arrogate the Future to fore-knowe Wee hardly see what hangeth at our Eyes How should we read the Secrets of the Skyes None knowes To-morrow what betide him shall How then fore-tell Years Fortunes yer they fall Then leaue we All to GOD's high Prouidence Not list'ning for To-morrow-Dayes Events ●etter then We Hee knowes what 's meet to send Then feare we nothing but Him to offend O! Thou All-knower Nothing more hath thrust ●roud Man from Thee then This Ambitious-lust Of knowing All for by that Arrogance ●n stead of Knowledge got He Ignorance Man nothing knowes nor nothing comprehends ●ut by the Power which Thy pure Spirit him lends 〈◊〉 then Thy Wisedom haue so bounded His Why would He hold more then His Measure is Let 's humbly stoop our Wits with all Sinceritie Vnto Thy Word there let vs seek the Veritie And all Predictions that arise not Thence Let vs reiect for impious Insolence Let vs repute all Divination vaine Which is derived from man's fuming braine By Lots by Characters or Chyromancie By Birds or Beasts or damned Necromancie Let 's also fly the furious-curious Spel Of those Black-Artists that consult with Hel To finde things lost and Pluto's helpe invoke For hoorded Gold where oft they find but smoake He 's fond that thinks Fiends in his Ring to coop Or in a knife them by a Charm to hoop Such as haue try'd those Courses for the most Haue felt in fine Their malice to their cost Woe woe to Them that leaue the living GOD To follow Fiends and Montibanks abroad Seeking for Light dark dreaming Sorceries And for the Truth th'erronious Prince of Lyes Condemning therefore all pernitious Arts Let 's be contented with our proper Parts Let 's meekly seeke what may be safely known Without vsurping GOD's peculiar own W'haue Stuff ynough besides our time to spend And Our short life can hardly comprehend The halfe of halfe the Wonders licenst vs To search knowe and soberly discusse The smallest Garden vsually containes Roots Fruits Flowres sufficient for the paines Of one man's life their natures to descry When will he know all Creatures propertie Earth's but a Point compard to th'vpper Globe Yet who hath seen but halfe her vtter Robe Omitting All her Inwards All her Water When shall we then see All this vast Theater What heer wee see wee see is Exquisite What 's This to That so far aboue our Sight ●xcelling faire what to our Eye is sensible ●ven to our Soule the rest 's incomprehensible Who then can vaunt himselfe Omni-scient ●o●e then All-sin-less pure and Innocent 〈◊〉 none 's all-guiltlesse in thy glorious Eyes ●here's none all-knowing thy high Mysteries Yet must we praise glorifie thee fit ●…r that wee knowe and for our good by it ●here is no Pleasure can be comparable 〈◊〉 Contemplation of Thy Wondrous Table There-on the more wee muse the more we may So our Delight Desire increases ay Of finding Thee and that divine Desire Calming our Cares quencheth our fleshly Fire All other Pleasures haue displeasures mixt Ioyes meet Annoyes Smiles haue Tears betwixt Yea all Delights of Earth haue ever been Fellow'd or follow'd with some tragike Teen But Who of Thee Thine contemplates ever Scapes all the Fits of th'hot-cold cruell Fever Of Fear of Loue of Avarice Ambition Which haunts all others with small