Priest indeed for now The ancient Priesthood with the Veil was rent The Diademe too was falne from Juda's brow And famous Salems Regall Glory spent But James did there erect the sacred Throne Of his Episcopal Dominion 86. Yet are the Northern Windes and Irish Seas More trusty than the Jewes The Jewes to day Can heap their Kisses and their Courtesies On him whom They to morrow will betray Jew's Mouths unto thy face can speak all good This houre and in the next will suck thy Blood 87. With Acclamations They this Saint had set In state upon their Temples Battlement Where hee no sooner did assert the great Name of his Lord but with one mad consent Of Rage they throw him headlong down and stain The ground both with his blood and with his Brain 88. Zelotes and Thaddaeus that brave Pair When He in Egypt preached had and He In Mesopotamia united were To reap in Persia their felicity This was the Crown of Martyrdome which in The Quarrell of their Saviour they did win 89. Peter the Leader of that glorious Train When he had fix'd the Antiochean Seat For his more reverend Throne a place did gain In Caesar's conquering Citty where the great Irradiations of his Fame did call Romes noblest Strength to trie with Him a Fall 90. This Strength was Simon whose Apostacie From Truth in Deeps of Magick Him did drown But more in Lies and desperate blaspemie For all Gods Rights He claimed as his owne And left no Trinitie in Heav'n but taught That He himselfe alone with it was fraught 91. The Father in Samaria the Sonne In Jewrie and in all the world beside The Spirit He preach'd Himselfe And yet alone Pretended not ability to guide His owne Creating Hand but when He made The Angells granted He had Helens aid 92. This was the surest way he had to gain His pretious Whore to set her on his Throrie And in his God head let her Partner raign Besides to help on the production Of Heresies and blasphemous Portents Hell Thought Females usefull then and always will 93. And so the World will say when it has known Priscilla Maximilla and the Pair Of Philumena's with the double Spawn Of lying Elkai for her wretched share In such Deceits some Eve will still come in As Helen heer did into Simons Sinne. 94. He taught his Scholars in Himselfe and Her To treasure up the hopes of their Salvation And heedless Souls the surer to ensnare He freely loos'd the Reins to every Passion No matter how you live or die said He So long 's your Faith builds on my Grace and Me. 95. This was that Champion by whose Magick skill Befooled Nero thought Him God indeed And pray'd Him by some Signall Miracle To dash those daring Wonders Peter did His Credit bid Him to that Motion yeild And set the Day when He would fight the Field 96. The Day is come and Simon boldly makes The Challenge which was unto Heav'n to file With that his Arms he weighs and spreads and takes His unwing'd flight but turns his scornfull Eye Down upon Peter whom into the Hands Of Justice and of Death He recommends 97. The Clowds had gathered thick about the Skie To guard the fair Heav'n from his soule intrusion Yet their Battalia He broke and by His working Arms unto his high Delusion Forc'd ope the way The People as he went Their Wonder after Him and Worship sent 98. But as the never-beaten Fencer lets His bold capricious us Combatant grow high Before He strikes in carnest and so getts A later but a nobler Victorie So Peter letts his Foe alone till He High enough for a fatall Fall might be 99. Then posting after Him with mighty Prayers The Divells which bore Him up He forc'd away Forth with down headlong his aeriall Stayrs The Conjurer fell and on the Pavement lay Where bruis'd and batter d all in gore imbrew'd His black blood and his blacker soul he spew'd 100. Strait in the Peoples Mouths the Divells crie Peter our God hath by enchantment slain And so did this unreasonable Lie Prevail that He is first unto a Chain Condemn'd and afterward unto a Crosse. Unhappy Rome which mad'st thy Gain thy Loss 101. For Thou no sooner gain'st thy freedome from That cursed Wizard but Thou dost betray Thine owne Deliverer if Simon whom Thou seest confounded by the Power which lay In Peters Prayers were a God ô why Must Peter now not be a Deitie 102. Yet He cries out This Altar is too rich For Me so poor and vile a sacrifice Was not the Cross that glorious Place on which My Master paid the Worlds eternall price Sure were some gallant Seraph hear to die This Engine would his Passion dignifie 103. Yet if I must thus high aspire may I At least obtain this leave of you to show That I desir'd not in this Pomp to die So Hang Me that my reverent Head below May pay its finall Kisses on the Feet Of my most royall Saviour's dying Seat 104. Nero to such Requests as these was free Full glad that He had learn'd a new-found-way To cross and double Crucifixion He Commands his Serjeants not to disobey The wretches wilde Desire but so He died To let Him any way be crucified 105. The Saint thus fix'd on the reversed Tree Now findes his Eyes turn'd from all things below As was his Heart before And joyous He In spight of all his obst'nate Nailes knows how That Place to which his Feet did aime to gaine Which Footstoole Simon reached at in vain 106. Andrew his Brother both in Nature's and In Zeale's and Pietie's much straiter Tie Through Thrace and Scythia travell'd with the grand Charge of appeased Heav'ns sweet Embassie The dark Barbarians wondred at the bright Meridian Day amidst their Northerne Night 107. The Day He brought was that which ows its East Not to the East but to the South for there In priviledg'd Palestine thy Lord was pleas'd First unto his Horizon to appeare It was thy Lords sweet Day on which depends The High-noone of that Bliss which never ends 108. Thence into Greece the restless Preacher came Arrogant Greece who though her own She makes The opposite to the Barbarian Name Yet more inhumane salvage Courses takes Than Thrace or Scythia O that famous Arts Should raise Mens Witts yet stupifie their Hearts 109. Achaia smil'd and with disdainfull Mirth Patrae confuted all that Andrew said His Beggar-God's poore miserable Birth And viler Death They scoffingly upbraid Nor did AEgaeus though Proconsul He Stop but spurre on the Peoples Villanie 110. A Cross they make Him of a new-found frame Whither his meek Desire or their wise spight Projected it which thenceforth bare its Name As it did Him that day A Cross not right Erected and transverse but thwarted so That it a X more then a Cross did show 111. A X the blessed Letter which began His Masters deare Name and his own His Cross It self proclaims He dies a Christian
each busie blast Become's a stiff stout man whose face to store With beauties purest charm's unto the East The spirit flyes and in Aurora's cheeks The best of orientall sweetnesse seek's 40. But knowing that his breath was rank and spoke The place from whence he came he turn's his flight Into Arabia's gardens whence he took The flower of every flower and spice which might Perfume his words that from that double bed Of his soft lips hee vocall Balm might shed 41. The silk worm's wealth the dainty ermin's skin And every thing that makes young Princes fine Into one gorgeous suit hee crouds and in Each seam and jag doth gold and pearl in twine For in his passage as through earth he broke Great store of these hee from her bowels took 42. But for the fashion he was fain to run To Court and see how gallants there were drest Men of more various transformations than In Proteus wit and fiction e'r exprest Thus at the last accoutred to his minde He plots where Psyche hee may safest sinde 43. Sheeall the morning was retir'd at home Close in the sweets of his dear companie Who from her Lord the King of Soules was come His restlesse but delicious suit to plye And with exact attendance see the maid Might to no sudden danger be betray'd 44. In his al-ravishing looks you might descry More reall sweets than Lust in his had fain'd Heav'n clearly looked out at either ey And in his cheeks ten thousand graces reign'd As many little loves their nests had made In the curl'd amber of his daintie head 45. He from the Rainbow as he came that way Borrow'd the best of all that gorgeous store Which after gloominesse doth make heav'n gay And it about his mantles border wore A mantle spun of milkie down which from The Birds of his own Paradise did come 46. Upon his lovely shoulders dwel't a pair Of correspondent wings the driven snow On Scythian mountains doth in vain compare Its virgin plum's with these which feare no thaw Lesse white lesse soft are they and will at last In melting tears confesse they are surpast 47. High is his great extraction full as high As is the loftiest and the purest sphear There dwels his father Prince of Majesty And millions of his Bretheren are there Who all are Princes too that land alone Numberlesse Kingdoms doth contain in one 48. When Psyche first was born his wing he spred With ready tendernes her to imbrace That she might rest in that delicious Bed To which all other Feathers must give place Great was the Mother's care and love but yet The Infant was to Phylax more in debt 49. That was his Name and sure he made it good No tutor ever spent more learned care The stoutest Champion never bravelier stood For those who under his protection were Than Phylax did for Psyche being able To prove himself as strong as she was feeble 50. No Danger ever drew its forces neer But he was neerer still and did withstand All plots of mischeif that incounter'd her Arming her feebler Arm with his strong hand While she was weak and knew not how to goe He flew about her businesse to doe 51. As she grew greater so his care did grow Her weaning time being come he spends his art To make her quite disrellish things below Which likelier were to cheat and choak the heart Then make it live its proper life for she Was born to live unto eternitie 52. When she had learn'd to build a word aright He taught her heav'ns high language and the song Which lately in the quire of soveraign light Incessantly dwelt upon his own tongue Desiring virtue might be her first growth And Halalujah broach her holy mouth 53. But when she well could goe and well discern The way she went he spred before her eye Ten goodly Paths and these you needs must learn Say's he to trace as leading to the high Gate of beatitude God's own hand did Draw all these tracts upon mount Sina's head 54. Lo here is room enough the King's high-way Lesse kingly is then this All Hero's who Have climb'd above the world wish'd not to stray Beyond these bounds Be but content to go Where Saints and where thy Lord before hath gone That thou mayest overtake him at his throne 55. Thus did he gently grave upon her heart The Characters of blisse thus every day He reads some lecture least the tempters art Her young and pliant Soule should make his prey But they this morning being all alone She beg'd a story and he told her one 56. My Dear said hee there was a youth of old Almost as young and no lesse faire then thou Upon his head smil'd a soft grove of gold Two small half-heav'ns were bent in either Brow Nor were those Hemisphears sham'd by his eys Which the best stars above dar'd not despise 57. All Roses blush'd when neer his lips they came Whose purer crimson and whose sweeter breath They thought and well they might their double shame No Lily ever met him in his path But if his hand did touch it straight in spight 'T was pale to see it self out-vi'd in white 58. Faire was his stock his sire great Jacob was Not by the wife whose blear and waterie eye Did its dim self bewaile and was the glasse In which the world read her deformitie But by that Queen of Sweets whose price seven 〈◊〉 Doubled in service was yet seem'd not dear 59. He Rachel's son and her best beauties heire For her dear sake and no lesse for his own Sate pretious next his Fathers soule whose Care Was bent his own Delights in Him to crown He lov'd his children all yet far above The rest his Joseph he did love to love 60. He hunts about the proudest world to buy The choise of purest and of brightest cloth Brisk in the Tyrian and Sidonian die With which he cloth 's his darling being loth That fewer colours should adorn his coat Than all the world in him did beauties note 61. As when the gallant Peacock doth display His starry Train the winged People all In shame and discontent do sneak away Letting their plumes now all our-sparkled fall So Joseph's Roab by which himself did seem So fair his Brethren cloth's with wrath and shame 62. 'T is true said they our Father though hee were The puny Brother yet he ssiely did Incroach upon the Blessing which the Heir Was doubtlesse borne unto But yet He sped Onely by Craft had Jsaac had his eys As Jacob now hee would have been more wise 63. But though the old Man lov's his luckie Cheat So well that hee upon his younger Son Throw's all his Heart We hope no want of meat Shall force Us willingly to be undone Nor any Pottage that this Boy can make From the least He of Us our Birthright take 64. Thus they repin'd not knowing there was writ Upon Heav'ns adamantine leaves a Law By which this scorned Youth at length should
rebuk'd her so That straight she stagger'd back again and cri'd Remembring how she them disdain'd which now Fairer then all Agenors Pomp did show 93. At length she came and with a dolefull Voice Give leave she said my genuine Furniture That once again I make my prudent choice Which henceforth shall for ever more endure Or if again I scorn your Poverty From Hells soule Wardrobe may I clothed be 94. Come trusty Hair-cloths you did never yet Foole me out of my selfe by garish Pride Come honest Rope thou never yet didst let Ambition blister me but gird'st my side Close to my heart and left'st no Room between For puffing strutting Thoughts to harbour in 95. So now I 'm drest indeed How shamelesly Have I all naked wander'd up and down No Nakednesse to that in Heav'ns pure Eye With which Sin clotheth Us Thus over-grown With Leprosie the Man more naked is Then when bare Nothing but his Skin was His. 96. Yet can it be that jealous Heav'n and You O my provoked Friends should not be just What priviledge have Rebellious I that now Vengance should sheath it s dared Lightning Must Your Patience from my Crime its copie write That both may equally be Infinite 97. It must said Charis and be sure to pay Thy Spouse due thanks for this Necessity Yet if henceforth thou needs wilt run astray Know that his Soul is not so seal'd to thee But he can finde out some more faithfull Breast Which will his Loves dear Violence not resist 98. She thus reform'd into her lowly Tire Charis and Phylax gently her imbrace Kissing into her Soul fresh Joyes of Fire And Printing gratious Looks upon her Face Then sitting down together Listen well Said Phylax unto what I now shall tell 99. The Story Psyche bends its aime at thee But I will fetch it from its bottom that Thou may'st a long and totall Prospect see Of thy Extraction and originall State That Sight will teach thee that these simple Weeds Are full as fine and gorgeous as needs 100. Especially when I withall have shown Thee by the boundlesse Powers which flourish in Thy Spouse's Hand and Word how far thine own Condition flaggs below his Worth how mean A Match thou art for Him who nothing hast In dowry but vile Vanity and Dust. 101. All things at first was God who dwelt alone Within his boundless Selfe But bounteous He Conceiv'd the form of the Creation That other things by Him might Happie be A way to ease its Streams his Goodnesse sought And at the last into a World burst out 102. This World at first ' was but one single step From simple Nothing yet that step was wide No power but His or could or yet can leap Over from Nothing 's Bank to Something 's Side The East and West are one the Poles doe kisse If you their Distances compare with this 103. This Something Son of Nothing wallowing lay In the vast Womb of its own Darksome Deep The foulest Monster never frighted Day With such wilde Shapes as struggled in this Heap Nor Hydra's Heads so snarl'd at one another As every Parcell quarrell'd with its Brother 104. The Deep climb'd up and tumbled down the Height And then fell headlong after it again Lightnesse was busie and forc'd lazie Weight To change his Quarters and above remain The rude Tempestuous Windes blew all together And fill'd the World at once with every Weather 105. Heat about place could not with Cold agree This strove to frieze its Foe and that to frie. The Centre in the Bottom scorn'd to be And forced Earth full in Heav'ns face to flie Winter took heat and breaking ope its way December flung into the heart of May. 106. The Ocean storm'd and would no Shore allow But swallow'd up the Sands and rushing out Whil'st all things else were quarrelling did throw Her billowie Arms the Universe about Which in this civill Deluge drown'd had been Had not the kinde Creators Help come in 107. Forth flew th' Eternall Dove and tenderly Over the Floods blinde Tumult hovering Did secret Seeds of vitall Warmth supply By the sweet Virtue of his Soveraign Wing Much like the loving Hen whose brooding Care Doth hatch her Eggs and them for life prepare 108. When loe a Voice this was that supream Word Which you and wee and all the World adore Broke from the Fathers Mouth with joint Accord Of th' undivided Three and down did poure It selfe upon the Deep commanding Light To cheer that universall face of Night 109. As when the gloomy Cloud in sunder parts The nimble Lightning through the World doth haste So from this Masse of Darknesse thousand Darts Of orient Beams themselves about did cast With ready splendor answering that Call Which summon'd them to gild this groping Ball. 110. The Shade's affrighted at the Looks of Light Sneak'd to blinde holes their shamed heads to hide God pitti'd them and hastning on their flight Gave them safe Lodging in the Worlds back-side There slept dull Night but Day was brave and bold And in the face of God displaid its Gold 111. The next Command call'd for the Firmament To part the Waters which unruly grew Straight in the midst of them a Bow was bent Of solid Substance and of Chrystall Hue Pure are the Streams which on Heav'ns Back do flow Those gross dull whose Weight sinks them below 112. And they the third Day all collected were Into the spatious Bosom of the Sea The Earth rejoic'd it had leave to appear And looked up with brisk Aridity Lifting her Mountains high with comely Pride Which now contemn'd the Water's proudest 〈◊〉 113. But being naked and not knowing whence To cloth her selfe God her Apparrell made He spake and straight a flowrie Confluence Her plains and Valleys with fragrant Robes array'd And trimm'd the Heads of all her Hills with Trees Earth's native Plumes and stateliest Braveries 114. The next Day on the Heav'n was spent which yet Was like a Virgin-Scroll spread fair and wide But with no Characters of Beauty writ Till God's great Word engrav'd its radiant Pride But then the royall Sun came smiling forth Inamouring the whole World at his Birth 115. Light which till now had flitted here and there On the weak back of an ignoble Cloud No sooner saw his gallant Face appear But in his bosome she desir'd to shrowd He courteous was and to her wished Throne Receiv'd her glorious Ambition 116. But being bounteous too as He espi'd The bashfull Spangles peeping every where He freely dealt his Lustre far and wide The Moon reach'd forth her Horns and caught her share So did the Starrs and now all Heav'n grew fine When He alone or when all they did shine 117. The Houres before his foot came louting low Begging a Room in his bright Family And so did cheerly Day devoted now With him to wake and sleep to live and dy But shame-fac'd conscious Night durst not draw neer And so she fell to spotted Luna's share 118.