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A04549 A divine centurie of spirituall sonnets Barnes, Barnabe, 1569?-1609. 1595 (1595) STC 1467; ESTC S114396 25,138 63

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chance appeach will grieue and blind Vnlesse from thence it by good meanes you shatter So that smooth foe who cunningly can flatter And as a tempest rageth in his kind Moues dust our flesh from earth vpraysde to bleare Of our redemption the much better part Our soules with charge of sinnes to vexe and feare Blinded and grieu'd with earthly dust and smart To thine eyes Lord let our eyes open bee And shut from sinne who sight blinds blind makes see SONNET LXXXII AFter acoale-blacke comfortlesse foule night With tempests horrour and thicke showers opprest Disease of Pilgrims Trauayllers vnrest When as the glorious Sunnes vprising right With chearefull beames and vertuous motion bright Hath from his Easterne mansion redressde The chearelesse Medowes and Cornefields supprest With liuely meanes of animating might In equall semblance my poore soule enlargde From this earthes blindnesse and blacke dangers free With deadly sinnes sharpe tempest late surchargde Shall when my glorious Iudge I comming see After rough stormes of sighes and showers of teares Through deare contrition franchised from feares SONNET LXXXIII THat Bird imperiall which the gentile Poets worthy thought For vertues rare preheminence to stand ascribed fit To Iupiter since in chiefe whē Romanes honor'd it As richest ensigne which could bee for their great Monarch sought That puissant and imperiall beast great into Iudah brought Which of all other beasts beside doth as commaunder sit That other firme and permanent which doth so well befit For courage strength humility seruice which he wrought The figure of that glorious and legate most Diuine Together with that Angell childe chast innocent and faire Which to the spirite of thy deare Embassadour did shine As Eagle first whose precious eyes more bright thē Sunbeames are The next is Lyon mightie made as Bull the third more strong And of thy deare Euangelists the fourth as Angell yong SONNET LXXXIIII THe paradice of ioyes true mercies seate The throne of iudgement refuge and distresse Sweete bosome of loue health and happinesse The glorious Theater where Saintes repeate The most prayse worthies prayse where froste nor heate With violent assaylance soules suppresse The quyre of Angelles Church of holynesse Sweete pardons place where pennaunce doth intreate The Pallace of eternall peace and ease The spacious Courte where Kinges and Angelles serue The scaffolde where true pompes of honour please The golden pathes where Pilgrimes neuer swerue The Stage of sacred tryumphes and that place Where tearmelesse victorie giues endelesse grace SONNET LXXXV COntrariwise that horrible blacke pitte That ougly gaole of sorrowes without ende That filthie sincke to which foule sinners tende That dreadfull fiery lake where furies sitte That warde of madnesse and outrageous fitte where hiddeous diuilles condemned spirits rende Blacke desolations denne where liues no frende But tortur'd souls depriued of their witte That filthie dungeon whose chiefe musicke is The grones outcries sobbes and forlorne laments of Parracydes and men which liu'de amisse The bootlesse teares of too late penitents That loue of haeu'n this loathsomnesse of hell The wayes of life and death directly tell SONNET LXXXVI THat loathsome spirite of vayne stinking pride Which with contempt and detestable scorne Begets all sinnes to condemnation borne That selfe consuming Enuie that foule bride Of filthie lust that gulfe still gaping wide For treasures numberlesse that poignant thorne Of wraths fel passion furious and forlorne That sincke of gluttony that slothfull guide Which to destruction and all sickenesse brings None of these mortall vices which abounde In sinfull creatures but in sorrowestings The troubled carkase with a curelesse wounde And none of these but doth the soule dismay With restlesse guilt and it to death betray SONNET LXXXVII BVt that sweete spirite modest meeke and milde Which with true zeale and solace doth imbrace The loue of vertues and eternall grace That charitie whose deedes of mercy builde With fayths assistaunce for his soule defilde An hospitall of ease in heauens pallace That spotlesse contenance with rosie face That sober temperance which hath exilde Detested ryot and foule surfets vice That hande of bountie which still giues and lendes That blessed patience soules caulme sacrifice That honest labour which lifes state defendes Through peace of conscience and souls comfort these Our heartes for heauen prepare and high God please SONNET LXXXVIII THe worldes bright comforter whose became some light Poore creatures cheereth mounting from the deepe His course doth in prefixed compasse keepe And as courageous Gyant takes delight To runne his race and exercise his might Till him downe galloping the mountaynes steepe Cleere Hesperus smooth messenger of sleepe Viewes and the siluer ornament of night Foorth bringes with starres past number in her trayne All which with Sunnes long borrowed splendour shine The Seas with full tyde swelling ebbe agayne All yeeres to their olde quarters newe resigne The windes forsake their mountayne-chambers wilde And all in all thinges with Gods vertue filde SONNET LXXXIX I Feele by motions in my sinnefull breast My sillie soule through weakenesse is depraued And Sathan fearing least it shoulde be saued My memory doth with vile sinnes infest And to procure my spirites more vnrest When of my soule in anguish helpe is craued where her chiefe refuge is with horrour raued My conscience in despayre cryes out opprest O mercie mercie grace and succour sende Father of mercie for thy Sonne sweete Iesus my sore hart and sinwounded soule defende With thy sweete helpe and holy Spirite ease vs Thy quickening vertue lende to my soule dead Then shall my foote on Sathans bellie tread SONNET LXXXX IF that sweet spirit of omnipotence All vertues and all comfort which contayneth Which in soules penitent and heauenly raygneth Whose gloryous power and vertues excellence Did rayse vp Iesus our sweete soules defence In vs and our refourmed hearts remayneth Then hee whose puissance heuenly forceretayneth and Christ vpraysde our soules preheminence Shall our base mortall bodies liuely make Through sinne and nature corruptible first And by that holy Ghost which place doth take In our reuiued spirites mortall earst Our soules and bodies both regenerate Chaung'de for a ioyfull and immortall state SONNET LXXXXI OH whither doth my lamentable soule Wing'd with a spirite of a sighing breath Prepare this langued carkase if to death Then farewell bondage of this prison foule The sinne of vile transgression where I rowle In earthly dust and tumble vnderneath I feele that sacred freelidge followeth Maugre the rage of Sathan which doth howle And cries out for lawes vengeance heare him not Respect not him deare Lorde but on me looke Looke on me my deare Lorde I feare him not My God my louing God turne not thy booke Which may my conscience with sinnes burthen grieue But let thy mercies baulme my soule relieue SONNET LXXXXII REleeue my soule with thy deare mercies balmes Monarch of precious mercie succour send I will indeuour my vile sinnes to mend And to thee my soules sacrifice in Psalmes High God