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Prosopopeia CONTAINING THE TEARES OF THE holy , blessed , and sanctified Marie , the Mother of GOD .

Luke 2.

And moreouer , the swoord shall pearce thy soule , that the thoughts of many hearts may be opened .

LONDON , Printed for E. White . 1596.

TO THE RIGHT NOBLE , THE MOTHER COVNTESSE , COVNTESSE of Darby , and the vertuous and deuout Countesse of Cumberland , Charitie in life , and eternitie after death .

Right noble Madames ( and more noble in that deuout ) I haue made you patronesses of a iust cause , the teares of a matchlesse mother , shed for a Sauior & a sonne : If to begin your new yeere you shall but peruse these in deuotion , I doubt 〈◊〉 but they wil proue holy motiues of meditation : in shedding one teare with Marie , you shall confesse with Barnard , that you purchase much interest in Iesus . I ioyne you in this greatest of your honors , not for your births sake , ( for wee may disparage our selues ) neither your wealth sake , ( for riches are as the deaw in Aprill ) but for your vertue sake ( which retaineth this qualitie of the Sunne , communicating his beames to all things , inriching euerie one without impouerishing himself . ) Good Madames , accept these teares in their nature , and hold it better to weepe many times with Iesus and Marie , than to laugh with Belial and the world for the world hath deceiued you long , but pietie will eternize you for euer . If you shall but grace what I giue , my desires are satisfied : if giue what you owe , you shall grieue when you reade , if as you reade you consider , you haue the end of true consideration . For to lament sinne , is to redeeme sinne .

Noble Ladies , vse not these giftes as the Romane Matrones their puppies , spit not in their mouthes to make them waite at your heeles : neither cocker them at your breastes , least Caesar holde you more careful of your whelpes than your sonnes : but vse them as the goldsmith his mettal , trie them at the test of your contemplation , and so prise them . God worke that in your hearts , that my deuotion intendeth to your soules , and blesse you in giuing mee grace to serue him .

Your Honors most bounden , T. L.
To the Readers .

IT was a custome amongest the Cretans , ( gentle readers ) when they intended to vse their most bitter and vehementest execratitio , to desire that those whom they hated , should fixe their whole delights and likings on an inueterate and euill custome . This Cretan course , I feare me , is fallen vppon our age , wherein men are so accustomed to vanitie , that nothing is pleaseth which is not pleasant , nothing is sought after which is not amorous . Which lamentable error and sicknes of our time , beeing so ordinarie , I almost waxe in despaire of the happie issue of my deuotion : for some I know will condemn me , & that iustly , for a Galba ( who begat foul children by night , and made fayre pictures by daie : ) To whom I answere , that I paint fair things in the light of my meditation , who begot the soule forepassed progenie of my thoughts , in the night of mine error . Some other , ( and they superstitiously ignorant ) will accuse me for writing these teares , desiring rather with Brentius , to impaire the honor of the mother of God , than with Bernard to inhance it . To whom I answer , that it is better imitating many holy mens deuotion , than cleauing to a few mens foolish and gracelesse contemptes . For other that haue wept ( as Peter his apostasie , Marie her losse & misse of Christ , ) their teares wrought from them either for repent or loue . But these teares of Marie the blessed , are not onely ratified by a motherlie compassion , a working charitie , & vnstayned loue , but by a manifest prophesie , wherein Zacharie tolde her , Et tuam ipsius animam pertransibit gladius , And the sword of sorrow shall pearce thy heart . And the reason is anexed , To the end that the harts of many may be opened . This swoord of griefe , sayth Beda , is the swoord of sorrow for our Lordes passion , Chrisostome and Bernard , the sword of loue . To good men therefore let this suffice , that in imitation of no lesse than fiue & twenty ancient , holy , and Catholique Fathers of the Church , I haue enterprised this Prosopopeia : to the bad I yeeld no reason at all , who wanting deuotion , can haue no feeling at all . Some there bee that will not onely gybe at this complaint , but impaire the person , drawing from Maries demerite all that which the fathers in her life helde marueilous , to whome beside the speciall testimones of Iohn Damascene , and holy Gregory , who haue written largely of her dignities , I oppose that of Bernards , Quod seminae obtemperat , humilitas sine exemplo , quod faemina Deo principetur , sublimitas sine modo . Some there be that will accuse the stile , as to stirring , some the passion , as too vehement . To the first I will be thankfull , if they amend mine errours : to the next I wish more iudgment , to examine circumstances . Some ( and they too captious ) will auowe that Scriptures are misapplied , fathers mistaken , sentences dismembred . Whome I admonish ( and that earnestlie ) to beware of detraction , for it either sheweth meere ignorance , or mightie enuie , for the detracter first of all sheweth himselfe to be void of charitie , and next of all extinguisheth charitie in others . To leaue them satisfied therefore , let this sussise , I haue written nothing without example , I build no wares on mine owne abilitie . If therefore they hold it mistaken which they haue not read , let them acquaint mee wyth their mislikes , I will further their readings and establish their iudgements .

Finally , whosoeuer Turke like , seeketh to kill mee with reproofes , for cherishing him with meditation , let him beware of ingratitude , least according to the opinion of the Platonikes , hee proue Corpus obliuiosum , a forgetfull and fantastike bodie .

Hauing thus preuented the captious , I turne to you curteous and vertuous readers , to whome I commit and commende these labors , wherein if you exercise your selues you shall gouern your senses , which as Gregorie witnesseth , are certaine windowes , whereat the waters of temptation doo enter . In meditating with Marie , you shall finde Iesus : in knowing Christs sufferance , you shall be instamed in his loue : in hearing his wordes , you shal partake his wisdome , which who inioteth , leaueth the world as transitorie , and seeketh after heauen for immortalitie . Heereon Augustine exclaimeth , Vnhappie is he that knoweth all things , & knoweth thee not : blessed is he that knoweth thee to despise all things . If these stirreanie fire of deuotion in you , then shal I not greue to see the Baalits , my reprouers , mangle themselues for shame , whilest the fire of Gods intire loue consumeth and drieth the sacrifice , Briefly , our Lord send a plentifull haruest of teares by this meditation , that the deuout heereby may wax more confident , the incredulous beleeuing : the indifferent , more zealous , that now at last after I haue wounded the world with too much surfet of vanitie , I maye bee by the true Helizeus , cleansed from the leprosie of my lewd lines , & beeing washed in the Iordan of grace , imploy my labour to the comfort of the faithfull .

Yours T. L.
ERRATA .

Io A 4 : page , li. 18 for sonne hath died , read son died In the 6 : p , li: 14 , for sonne , read syen : in the 7 , li , 4 for rest read rest , l , 19 : for lost read lest : p 8 , l. 8 : for queen read quiet , p. 9 , l : 16 & 17 , read , one indiuided graue , might burie two indiuid , p , 10 , l , 16 , hart , read hearse p , 12 , l , 4 , for dissolution , read desolation : In C p , 8 , li , 3 , for a tree , read fiue p , 10 , li , 11 , read them , beeing reproued , p , 13 l , 17 , desires , read disasters In D p , 16 Od●tus read Odilus ; E , In p , 1 , l , 20 , mortuam , read mortuum .

THE TEARES of MARIE the mother of Christ .

AS soone as our Sauioure had paide the tribute of our redemption on the tree of the Crosse , and suffered in the flesh , for the offences of fleshly men , iust and compassionate Ioseph , ( with his associates , who had begged the bodie , and taken the true Isaac from the pile of the sacrifice ) wrapped the prison of Christs eternitie in fayre linnen clothes , addressing himselfe to beare him to his sepulchre , but Mary the maiden mother , who during the time of his passion had welnigh emptied all the riuers of her compassion , & rifled the treasures of her remorse , to lament her sonnes most tragike martyrdome , accompanying her deuotion with their duty , as they wrapt him , shee wept him ; as fitie zeale assisted their hands sounding griefe wrought on hir heart ; her eie grudged at that their hands did execute , and hir eyes onely griefe was so vehement , that they executed themselues in executing griefe .

Ahlas ( amiable Ladie ) howe satest thou like the desolate turtle weeping thy make ? How many legions of miseries were armed against thy sole & singular patience ? Thy dead ioyes gaue thy sorows flock , & sorrow was so actiue in thee , as if thou hadst bin wholy resolued into sorrowe . They that beheld thy griefe were amazed to beholde it , yet thou in suffring it , thoughtest all to little for him thou sufferedst . Chrisost. in Genes. Bernard Homil. 2. de virgin . Thou flaming bush replenished with fire , yet neuer burning , thou flourishing rod of Aaron swiftly springing , thou lock of Gedeon filled with celestiall dew , how neere neighbours were thy lips to the dere lips of thy sonne ? How redy were thy handes to discouer thy cause of griefe , to the end thou mightest couer those lims which did confort thee in life . Thornes could not let thee from kissing his torne face , from his dead countenance grew thy disconsolate comfort : The suppose of what hee was , made thee greeue , that so he is , & the hope of that he would be , gouerned and bridled the sorrow wherein thou wouldest be . Ah faire among the daughters of Sion , hee that had seene thy cheeks ( like clusters of grapes in Engaddi ) become more pale than the frosty face of Apennine : hee that had seene the mother imbrued in the bloud of her Sonne , the Son bedewed with his mothers teares , coulde hee leaue off teares , except hee had for sworne them ? Oh ye Angels of peace weep with this virgin , mourne heauens , droup starres , the Lord of heauen hath suffered , and Marie sigheth for him : the Sonne hath dyed for all , the mother deads her heart with sorow , for the Lorde of all : his dead bodie is the mirror of her losse : her liuely griese is the motion and spirite of her loue : she exclaimes on euerie sense , but they forsake their offices : his eies will not beholde her , his tongue will not salute her , his handes will not imbrace her , his eares will not heare her , yet yeldeth her charitie such vigour to all her senses , that in looking on him , shee seemeth to giue his dead eie a second sight ; his deaf eare , a relenting attention ; his senselesse armes and hands , a habite of imbrace , only seeing the tong the vnkindest member in requiting her , she betrothed her tongue to complaint , and thus most pensiuely lamented .

O my God , Ieremy 9. lend mine eyes a well of teares , for they must weepe a worlde of wrongs . Let the voice of my complaintes pearce the heauens , and let the centre shake , to heare my shriks .

Ahlas this day must I be tender , 1 : Reg: 30 hauing as many sorrows to weepe for , as daies to liue ; and no daie to liue , that hath not his legion of sorrowes . Mine eyes breake my heart , when I consider what my heart must discharge by mine eyes . Oh Lord thou seest my wrong , take thou my cause vpon thee , for an infinite passion is required to lament my infinite losse . I am the tygresse depriued of her young whelp , the sacred tree that haue lost my sonne , that altar of heauen , who want my sacrifice , the throne of Salomon , Chri: ho●de Io: Baptist Hier. in 44 Ezechiel Greg : Nissen de nat: Dom Bernard super missus hortum condusum , &c who faile my king : the orientall gate , who lacke the bridegrome . I am the root of Iesse , the high mountain , the ladder of Iacob , the propitiatorie , the tower of Dauid , the terrestrial paradise , yet am I not in this , that I want my braunch , I lack my increase , I faile of my Angell , I am'depriued of my tenant , I am robbed of my keeper , and rest of my citizen .

Come yee daughters of Ierusalem , and weepe with mee , beholde , hee that leadeth captiuitie captiue , is nowe a captiue , and I in looking on am a caitiue : Beholde the golde that was bright , is become dimme : the doues eyes are growen darke : the growing Lillye is quite choaked by thornes : weepe yee foolish virgins , your bridegroome is parted . Feede with poore Marie on the bread of tribulation , for I haue lost a sonne , and you lost your Sauiour .

Ah looke with mee you iudiciall eyes of Israell , beholde riches apparelled in pouertye ; beautie obscured in darknes , charitie exemplified in death , death crucified by charitie . Beholde him whose beautie the Sunne & Moon admire , whose maiesty the heauens and earth reuerence , whose wisedome yeeldes wisedome to the queene of Angels , by whose beautie the colledge of all happie soules are maintained : beholde him liuelesse , to get you lyfe , breathlesse , for your benefite , naked , to giue you clothing , wounded for your weal , bleeding , for your behest , and can you chuse but weepe with the mother the losse of such a sonne ? Red waxe in the Sunne becommeth white : hard diamondes in vineger waxe softe : Bernard . Granaten . li. meditationum one Summer ripes many fruites : since then the Sunne of iustice hath shined vpon you , be ye mollified like waxe , lenyified like diamonds , tipened like fruite : that the water of angels may drop from your eies , that the fire of charitie may cause compassion distill from your braines , so that weeping with me so great a losse as I weepe , the world may know the want of him we weepe for .

I lifte not vp my voice with Esau to weepe , hee found a brother , I haue lost a sonne . Iacob kissed Rachel and wept for ioy to see her : I kisse the bodie of my sonne , and weepe because I see him not : Oh would my Rachel might bee his woundes , woulde my concubine were his crosse : would his winding cloathes were my wedding coats , & indiuided graue might bear to indiuided heartes . The daughters of Israel wepte ouer Saul , and hee a wicked king : 2. Reg. 1 O yee daughters of Ierusalem weepe , houle , and lament , a Sauior is departed from you , a iust king hath suffered . Let your faces bee swolne with weeping , for I wil water my couch with teares . Let the voice of my mourning bee heard in your streetes , for the noise of tribulation is harbored in my heart . Weepe discomfortable teares , and I wil mingle my drinke with weeping : psalme psalm with weeping conduct that Lord to the graue , who weepingly bewailed , and bewailingly wept ouer your Citie .

Inforce your selues to weepe , em . 14 whilest my eyes faile me thorough weeping : powre your teares on his heart , whilest I feede on teares daie and night . I will powr all my teares into his wounds , psalme 50 he will put all your teares into his bottell .

Let your teares run like a riuer , & let my teares be seas to suck them vp , only assist me in my strong weeping and teares , and he will wipe awaie all your teares . Why claime I partners in my griefe , who haue no partners in my loue ? No creatute loued thee deerer in thy life , & shal I seeke associats in bewailing thee ? Ah my son , could ought but death depart thee and mee ? Nay , coulde there be one step betwixt mee and death , who onelye in death maye now seeke thee ?

O Iesu my Father , my Sonne , see heere an indissoluble Enigma , Enigma inextricabil-Maria est virgo , mater , sponsa , filia . Benedictus in vita Marie I a Virgine , had thee a Sonne ; thou a son , hadst mee a spouse ; my sonne is my father , and I am the daughter of my sonne . I will then weepe for thee as my father , sigh for thee as thy daghter , die for thee as thy spouse , and grieue for thee as thy mother : & as thou art wonderfully mine , so will I weepe such a labyrinth of teares , as no mortall mourner shal be able to tract them . I will dissolue my relenting , & yelding passions with all their fruites , to lament thee as a sonne , I will put on the roabes of dissolution to mourne for thee as my spouse , I wil gather & ingrosse al griefe , to weep for thee as my father , & beginning where I end , and ending where I began , I will make my tears famous in their continuance , and my loue more inflamed by thinking on thee .

I coniure you ye daughters of Ierusalem to looke on me , but weepe no more with me , I lament a sonne lost , to teach you to weepe for the sorowes of your children to come : but if the entrailes of your pittie , & springs of compassion must needes breake out , weepe you onely his harmes in life , & let me bewaile the losse of him by death : my confident minde and firme constancie , when the world was disturbed at his passion , made me peremptorie : when the earth trembled , I was not troubled , Bernard in Medit. when the pilets of heauen were shaken , I sounded not , they sell , I stood : now am I drowned in the sea of bitternes , his eie of compassion ( the pilot in those seas ) hath lefte mee , the helme of my hope is broken , Granatensis lib de vita Christi . the sunne of my comfort is eclipsed , hee hath past the brierie & thornie paths , the scourges hath registred his patience on his backe , the nailes haue tied his triumphs , our sinnes , his bodie to the crosse , I niurie hath spit her venom , Infamie hath doone his worst , Iustice hath ransackt his right : wayle this yee daughters of Ierusalem , for your children shall wring for it , I onely exclaim on death , death hath triumphed ouer life , til glory ouercome death , the holie one hath perished , fished , & seeth no corruption : one daies , one houres , one minutes want of that I loue , maks euery day an age , euerie houre a million of ages , euerie minute an eternitie of sorrow , for that I want .

O you that passe this waie & beholde this bodie , you that looke on these wounds , & see these lims ; tell me , Is not beautie oppressed ? Maiestie imbased ? Innocencie martired ? Come neere and iudge if anie griefe may bee compared with mine ? The fairer children we haue the dearer we loue them , and shuld I who bare the mirrour of all beautie in my wombe , cease to weep for him ? You men of Israel that beholde this , bee not amazed at my griefe , my loue was extreame , my griefe must not be extenuate : the grace was great to beare Christ , the courage is as great to bewaile him his beautie was infinite , and shall my moanes bee definite ? These thornes which martyrize his beautious browes , this bloud which bedeweth his bloudlesse face , these woundes that disgrace his blessed bodie , this humilitie in so great & mighty a monarch , ' are prickes and spurs to egge you vnto repentance ; springes to washe you from your wickednesse , gates to bring you to glory : all these are but stinges to stir you to loue God , mirrors in which you see his beautie , books in which you reade his wisedome , and preachers which teach you the waie to heauen . Oh thou paschall lambe , Ambrose in Math. whose bloud hath bin sprinkled on the timber of the cross ! Oh thou by whom men are deliuered from the thraldom of Egipt , & the captiuity of the prince of this world , whose death killed their death , whose sacrifice satisfied for their sinnes . Whose bloud deliuereth them from the chastising Angell , whose meeknes pacifieth the ire of the father , and whose innocencie deserueth for them true securitie and iustice .

Thou booke which the Prophet sawe written both within and with out , sech . 2 why striue not men by theyr sighs to breath life into thee ? And why should not my cries of compassion recall thy spirit ? Ahlas my God , sinne hath gotten the vpper hand , these Iewes are amazed , thy mother vnable , their zeale cold , my power small , the vnbeleeuing are many , and penitents haue too fewe teares to bewaile thee : yet while teares yeeld me anie tribute , sighes vouch safe me anie succour , tongue affoord me anie words , I will weep for thee , sigh for thee , and talke of thee , desiring rather to surfet in wordes , than to shroude my zeale , and rather die in bewailing thee to much , than liue to lament thee too little .

O thou glasse of grace , who hath bespotted thee ? who hath brought thee into the shadow of death ? Ah deare soule , what northwind of sin hath blowen hether al this tempest ? meeknesse could not offend , patience did not insult , innocencie was faultlesse : the wolfe shoulde haue suffered , not the lambe : the guiltie , not the guiltlesse . Oh the immeasurable reach of thy mercie , I haue spied the insearchable bent of the same , thou hast lefte life to reuiue them that loath thee : suffred death , for such as detracted from thee , borne mans infirmities , and satisfied his sinnes .

O grace beyond all conceit , O marucilous mysterie : Thou diedst for man , man declineth from thee : thou sufferedst for his sinnes , he sigheth not for thy death . Prouerb . 6 O men swift footed to run to wickednes , haue you no affects to bewaile him who suffered for your defects ? Wil you not weep for the prophet that died for your profit ? Haue you no teares to spend for him , whose life is spent for you ? O ingratefull , O iniurious , drawe neere and behold a mother bewailing your ingratitude : a son dead for your redemption : and though you lament him not for the plentious consolations you haue reiceiued by him , yet grieue for him for my plentious griefe sake , who haue lost all my ioye for your generall comfort .

Beholde these lippes are closed which were wont to vtter oracles of comfort : those eyes are shut which neuer behelde your infirmities without flouds of compassion , the handes are maymed which were liberallye opened to all good workes , the feete are wounded that brought you tidinges of peace , eache parte of him is thus mangled , to amende you : hurt , to heale you : galled , to doo you good : pearced , to worke your profite : And haue you no one teare to tender for his kindness ?

Ah ingratefull that yee are , and more insensible than beastes , more cruell than tygers , more harde than stones : the Sunne put on mourning garmentes , when my sonne suffered , and shall not the swoorde of afflictions pearce your entrayles to beholde this tragedie ? The vaile of the Temple rent from the top to the bottome , and will you not rent your heartes with ruth , to regard his rent bodie ? The earth trembled for feare , and wil you not weep for pittie ? Stones breake in sunder , and shal not your stonie harts wax tender ? The dead for sooke their graues , to grieue for him , and shal not the liuing despise their delights to lament him ? .

Ah iust Abel , ●●●aeseos thy bloud cryeth for reuenge , and hath pearced heauen , but it is dispersed and despised on earth . ●enes . 37 Ah holy Ioseph , thy bloudie coate hath broached a spring of remorse in Iacobs eies , though thy brethren lament thee not . The chosen Israelites mourn for their Sampson , ●id . 6 though the Philistians afflicte thee . Oh men , the Saints in heauen blesse this bodie , you sinners on earth will not bewaile it : the heauens shew his greatnes , yet men on earth acknowledge not his goodnes , the starres declare his diuinitie , men decline not to see his dead humanitie : the flowers of the fields testifie his beautie , but the wormes of the earth sorrowe not his obscuritie .

O you race of Adam , he that created all things without trauell , gouerned them without care , sustained them without thought , and possessed them without necessity , now lieth heere dead , trauelled by sorrow and death , blinde to make you see , senselesse to make you feel , subiect to make you soueraignes , and shall he haue so much care of you , & you so little compassion of him ? Oh you hardned in heart , blinded in vnderstanding , surfeted in sensualitie , wil not then your stony harts otherwise suffer ye to weepe , come gather teares from the wel-head of his benefits , that you may assist me to bewail him : he hath drawen you from your bannishment to your blessing , from obscuritie to life , from death to eternitie . What he punished in the angells , he pittied in you : what he persecuted in himselfe , ●● . 14 he hath pacifid for you . In the old law whosoeuer had falne into the vncleannes of leprosie , was thus cured and thus cleansed , the priest taking two sparrows , when he had slain the one , dismissed the other , & anointing the sick of the leprosie with the bloud of the dead one , hee thereby recured the sicke , & purged the vncleannes . And what figure is this , ô ye sonnes of vanitie , but the tipe of your owne imperfections : you are spiritually falne into the leprosie of sin , this noble sacrifice , this sacred priest hath taken two sparrows , his bodie and soule , to cleanse you of your leprosie , his bodie hath hee suffered to die , to bee rent , to bee torne , to bee whipte for you , his soule hee hath dismissed , and by the bloud issuing from his wounds he hath clensd your leprosy , Animam nullus potest occidere . Math 10 ratified his couenant , shut you in the arms of mercye , shuted you with your wedding garments . Oh then though his sufferance touch not your harts let his benefites turne them : weep , weepe on him that praieth for you as your priest , praieth in you as your head , and must bee intreated by you as your God . Behold your phisition whom desire of gold hath not drawen to you , Ierem. 107 but intirenes of mercye hath prouoked to assuage your miserie . Beholde that Christ that hath vnited you to God , reconciled you with his bloud , & vrged compassion for you with his tears : your sins haue separated you from him , Ierem. 59 his death hath alied you to him . O hard hearted men cannot this moue you , them harken to further motiues , and let them amend you . God in the first lawe appointed a free citie of refuge for the afflicted , and priuiledge for the offenders , whereto whosoeuer had grace to approch before he were apprehended , hee was assured of safetie , and defended from iustice . In this new law , this Christ ( oh true tipe of charitie ) hath made these cities in himselfe , established this priuiledge in his body , and walled the same with his wounds . Hether , ô you sinners , repaire , heere shall you haue mercy for teares , life for repentance , remission of sinnes , for confession of sinne . Oh contrite sinner , dwell in these cities , let your memorie inhabite them , thy meditation imbrace them , thy pittie bewaile them . Thinke on these woundes , they wil heale thee , forsake them , death will follow thee , forget them , mercie will denie thee . Abuse not the priuiledge of wounds , death , and passion , least thou bewaile too late the horror of hell , death , and damnation . Will none weep with me ? Will no reasons wound you ? Are teares so scant , for mercies so plentifull ? Come , come and learne what tears be , that you may know their benefites . The sinners teares are Gods mirrours : their penitent sighs , his incense : God heareth praiers , but beholdeth tears : praiers moue God to heare , Esay 38 Ambrose tears compell him to haue mercie . Silent teares are speaking aduocats . It was not Maries anointing with sweet balme , Maries drying , with faire haire , Maries attention with humble heart , but Maries teares , they wrought my compassion . Oh come & weepe then , & if not weepe , yet consider . Proude man , see here the patterne of humilitie : humble , learne heere whereof to releeue thee : irefull , learne here the benefite of sufferance , ●ust . patient , receiue here the crown of durance : couetous , learne heere to affect pouertie : poor , receue here , how thou hast Christ thy companion : the only sonne of God , hath made many sons of God , hee hath bought him brothers with his bloud , approued them , and beeing approued , redeemed them beeing solde , 〈…〉 honoured them by suffering dishonours , and giuen them life by suffring death . Let him therefore be wholy infixed in your hearts , who wholy was crucified for you on the crosse . O men loose not these blessings , forget not these bounties . This Christ subiected himselfe to the power of death that he might deliuer you from the yoake and power of the deuill : hee tooke seruitude vpon him , that hee might giue you the libertie of eternal life , hear what he crieth in your soules , and respect his summons .

O man see what I suffer for thee , Ambrose . there is no griefe like to mine , I cry vnto thee who died for thee . Behold the paines wherwith I am afflicted , see the nailes wherwith I am pearced , and although the exterior griefe be so great , yet the inward sorowes are more vehement , when I behold and find thee so vngratefull for my passion . Behold man whom you crucified , beholde God and man whome you woulde not beleeue , Hicrome beholde the woundes which you inflicted , acknowledge the sides which you wounded , all which were opened for you , but you will not enter : I gaue my selfe for you , that I might redeeme you from all iniquitie , Ad Tu. 20 I suffered with entire loue to winne your entire loue , beeing God I became man ; beeing the fountaine of all plentie , I suffered hunger , I the wel spring thirsted , I the light , was darkned , I the rest of al , was wearied for all , false witnes outfaced veritie , I the iudge of the liuing & the dead , was iudged by a mortall creature , Iustice was condemned by the vniust , ●●gust . discipline was beaten , the cluster of grapes was crowned with thorns , vertue was weakned , health wounded , and life made death , my heart for sooke me in torments for you , they wounded my hands and feet , so that al my bones were broke asunder , 〈◊〉 . 5 euen in that weaknesse I dyed for you being wicked . Why therefore fasten you me to a more greuous crosse of your sins , than that wheron I was crucified ? ●●gust in ●●dam ser●●em de Iudicij . The crosse of your crimes is more irksome vnto mee than the crosse whereon I lately suffered . Taking compassion on you , I willingly ascended . Oh then weepe for me , because I suffered for you . Thou that runnest after delight , surfetest in pleasure , desirest ease , come to this schoole , and learn thy lesson , let my grace draw thee from disgrace , my sufferance , from thy sensualitie , my charity from thine vncleanesse . Beholde the law is satisfied in my bloud , and your infirmities are couered by my crosse . I a man praide to me a God , Innocentius Iaiudge wept ouer you being condemned : to ease your temptation I was tempted for you : yet for all these dolorous deserts , you yeelde me no teares of true sorrow . I was spit vpon to wash you , I was couered , to the end that the vale of sin and ignorance shuld be taken from your hearts : my head was wounded , Hiero. super Matth. to the end that your head Adam should be restored to health , I was buffeted with fists , & mocked with wordes , to the end that you should applaud me with your lips , lifte vp your hands vnto me , and worship me both in deeds and wordes , thus louing you , and washing you from your sinnes , disdaine not to bee reconciled to me in repentance . Heare the three things figured in my passion , my head was bowed downe , in signe of remission of sinnes : water issued from my sides , in token of the cleansing of your faults : bloud , in signe of the redemption of your punishment . Oh let the effects of these signes force you , I am a medicine to the sicke , a rule to the depraued , a dwelling place to the desolate , and a light for the darkned . Oh come vnto me you hard harted , for to be turned from me , is to fall : to be conuerted to me , ●●gust . lib. ●●put . is to rise : to be grounded in me , is to florish : ô turn vnto me , whom no man loseth , except deceiued , no man seeketh vnmonished , Bernard and no man findeth vnpurged . I am the first that come to you , and the last that go from you , I being iust , came vnto you sinners , that of sinners I might make you iust : I beeing holy , came to the vnhallowed , to the end I might make you whole : I being humble , came vnto you being proud , that I might make you humble : I came not for the iust sake , but to correct the reprobate : I came not for the strong , but to heale the weake : I came not for the resolued , but to strengthen the doubtfull : my melodie is the amendment of sinners , my triumph the constancie of martirs , my desire the immortalitie of that faithful . Thus sat ● blessed mother , somtime personating her son , to persuade more mouingly , sometime soliciting the assistance by great motiues to bewaile him earnestly , somtime weeping , while sorow stopt her speech , sometime perswading whilest charitie quickned her tongue , somtime bemoning hir while she beheld hir dead sonne , sometime recomforting Marie that fate weeping at her feet , so that those that disdained hir fortune , were amazed at her constancie , for though shee bewayled like a naturall mother , yet indured she like a confident martyr , Bernard & therfore sayth Chrisostome , she was vexed with an intollerable agonie of griefe , because shee was touched with an vnspeakable affection of loue , whereby being vnited to God , we seeme to be conuerted & made one with him . Oh my soule consider a while , whilest the solitarie maide sitteth ouer her sonne , what she is that bewaileth him ? This is the blessed amongest women that was saluted by the Angell with Auc , as being deliuered , Libro de natura rerum . ave , from al curse : This is that Marie that by interpretation beeing the sea , retaineth sixe qualities of the same . Of the sea it is said , that it is the collection of al waters , either sower or sweet , the head and hosterie of all flouds , a helpe in necessities , a refuge in perills , an ease in trauels , a gaine to laborers : of her it is said , Let al the waters vnder heauen be drawn into one place , which gathering of waters , is the accomplishment of natures : Anselmus Gen: 1 the sea is the head and hostery of flouds , the head by the flux of waters , the hosterie by the refluxe : so the blessed virgine is the mediation and head of grace , & whatsoeuer good we receiue , it floweth from the fruit of her wombe . Thirdly , the sea is a help in necessitie , Fourthly , as the sea is a refuge in perills when in her maine bodie we escape shipwrack : so the immaculate maid bringing forth the fulnesse of our redemption , deliuereth vs from the shipwracke of our soules . So testifieth Bernard of Marie . Quia aperit sinum pietatis uniuersis . Fiftly , the sea is a helpe to shorten the waie of the traueller : so in this great sea of this world this holy maiden directeth vs and shortneth our waie by the staire of her humilitie . Sixtly , it is a gaine to labourers , making them rich by trafique : so he that trafiqueth with this blessed maide in meditation , imitateth her in deuotion , accompanyeth her in sorrow , shall receiue the gaine of his labour , and the fruites of immortalitie . This is she of whom Ambrose speaketh in his booke of virginitie , Virgo erat . She was a virgin not onely in bodie but in minde , for no circumuention of decit could adulterate hir sincere affect : in hart humble , in words graue , in mind wise , in speech sparing , in readings studious . This is the rose without prickles , the flower of the rose in the prime : for as the spring is the cause of gladnes , so was her fruit the cause or redemption . This is she whose humility hath raised vs , whose virginitie hath inriched vs , & whose deuotion hath releeued vs . O how wonderfull was the fruitfulnes of this virgine , sayth Bonauenture , Anselme which no sooner receiueth salutation , but conceiueth saluation . Before the virgin ( saith Oditius ) conceiued Christ , it was winter , but after she had conceiued the word of God , it became Summer . Finally , thorough the vapour of the holye Ghost the flower sprong : A branch shall springe out of the roote of lesse , and a flower shall ascende from the roote , as faith Esaie . And what other is this braunch ( O thou blessedst amongest women ) but thy selfe the virgine of God : what this flower but thy sonne ? O crimson rose Iesus how in all thy bodie shine the perfect signes of thy loue ? Ahlasse there is no little space lefte without impression of loue or griefe . Hearke what Ambrose faith further of this virgin , She fixed not her happines in vncertaine substaunce , but fastned her hope to her son Christ , intentiue in her workes , modest in her sayinges , whose purpose was not to satisfie man , but to seeke after God : to hurt none , but to succour all : to salute euerie one , to reuerence her elders , not to hate her equalls : to slie boasting , to followe reason , & to loue vertue . When dyd this virgin hurt her parents with disobedient lookes ? When dissented she from hir friends ? When despised she the humble ? When decided she the weake ? When shunned she the needie ? Accustoming her selfe to conuerse onely with that companie of men , whose conuersation shee might not be ashamed of ? Whome past shee by without modestie ? hauing nothing crabbed in her looks , nothing crooked in her sayiugs , nothing immodest in her actions , not wanton in gesture , not insolent in gate , not foolish in voice , but such she was , that the verie beautie , portraiture , and forme of her body , was the image of her mind , and figure of her honestie . The beautie of this temple of the Deity , was expressed in the Canticles , where it is sayd : O howe faire art thou my loue ? Cant: 4 Howe faire art thou ? Thine eies are like doues eies , yet is there farre more hidden within . This is the paradyce which God prepared to put the second Adam in . This is that virgin of whom Hierome speaketh , which passed the night in contemplation & watching the thiefe : in loue of God the most learned , in humilitie the most humble , in the psalms of Dauid the most elegant , in charitie most feruent , in puritie the most pure , and in all vertue the most perfect : All her words were alwaies full of grace , because she had God alwaies in her mouth , shee continually praide , and as the Prophet sayd , meditated in the lawe of God daie and night . Psalm 1 This is the virgin of virgins , the humble of humblest , in whome humilitie greatned virginitie , & virginitie adorned humilitie . This is shee whose humilitie adorned her fecunditie , and whose fecunditie consecrated her virginitie . This is that Marie , into whose armes the faire vnicorne Iesus retyred himselfe after a long pursuit , by the praiers , teares , and sighs of the fathers .

This is the exalted , according to the Hebrew , or the starre of the sea , as Hierome translateth it : or the mistres of mankinde , according to the Siriake . Hier. de nomimbus . Sibil Erichea Et breuis egressus Maria de virginis aluo . Exaita est nouatua . This is she of whom the Sibils prophesied . This is she whom Euodius , Peters successour , calleth immaculate , without spot , glorious in humilitie . This is shee appointed before all ages , to beare the great fruit .

This is the animated arke of the liuing God , which brought many blessinges to Zacharie and Elizabeth , 2 , Reg. 6 as the Arke of the couenant did to Obed Edom. This is shee of whom Albumazar prophesied , Albumazar li. 6 in inter . who speaking of the signe of the Virgine , sayde that there shoulde an immaculate virgine be borne , sayre , elegant , and modest , that should norish an infant in Iudea , who shoulde be called Christ . Of this virgin there was found a testimony on the tomb of a pagan ; where in a plot of ground these wordes were written , & found in Constantine and his mother Irenes time , An infant named Christ shall bee borne of a virgine , and I beleeue in him . O sonne thou shalt see mee againe in the time of Constantine and his mother Irene . The like Zonoras reporteth of a certaine Iew , who in a certaine ancient book written in three languages vsed these wordes : This is shee in whome Nestorius denying the vniting of the humanitie with the diuinitie , our Lorde in iustice caused wormes to deuour and eate out his tongue . This is she in whom all vertues did concurre , all learning abound , all deuotions flowe , all comforts depend . This is she , as Gregorie testifieth , which foretolde the Iewes of their destruction , and the desolation of their citie . This is the true celestiall Pandora , decked and inriched with the whole gifts of God , the father , the sonne , and the holie Ghost . This is shee whome the Moores reported to surpasse in excellence , this is the perfectest of all perfections , as the Turkes and Arabians testifie . This is shee whome all the fathers in deuotion , the Mahumetists in theyr Alcoran , set foorth with praises , and inrich with titles . Oh sweete mother of God , who so speaketh of thee as Hierome sayth , speaketh insufficiently : humane abilitie cannot attain it , humane industrie is too weake for it . Whether art thou transported my soule ? O my heart bee no more rauished with ioye , intentiue to praise : looke back to the foot of the crosse , there is more cause of meditation , more cause of moane .

Ahlasse , what seest thou ? Nay , what seest thou not to bewaile ? If thou seest the virgines lappe , it is bloudied with the streames that fall from her Sonnes wounded head . If thou seest her modest eies , they are almost swolne and sunke into hir head with teares . If thou looke for her pure colour , it is decaied with extreame sorrowe , her breasts are defaced with often beating of her handes , her handes are wearyed by often beating of her breasts .

If shee looke on the one side , shee sees Marie the sinner washing her sons feet with her tears : if on the other , she beholdeth Ioseph wofully preparing his funeralls : if on the other , she seeth virgins mourning : if on the other , she beholdeth soldiers mocking : if anie waies , she sees sorrowes plentifull : knowing therfore in her selfe , that true griefe correcteth the minde , salueth the offence , and maintaineth innocence , shee gan renue her teares , and thus tenderly bewailed her .

If it bee a custome in nature , that fountains return from whence they first issued , bodies bee resolued to that wherof they were first created , ahlasse why should not the same law be in my tears , which first springing from loue , must be buried in loue , & no sooner buried but renued : nothing before his fulnesse hath his fairenesse , his ripenesse , his strength , his perfection , his praise . Why then delaie I my teares , which can neuer receiue their excellence , till they bee wepte to their vtteraunce . Ahlasse , ahlas , teares are sweet weapons to wound and to winne harts , I will vse them , I will inuite them , I will maintaine them , I will triumph in them : Come my son , what now shall I weep in thee ? Not thy death , for it is thy triumph : not thy contempts , for they were thy contents : but thy martyrdom , which wrought my miserie . O sinfull soules , behold two altars raised by one massacre , one in the bodie of Christ , the other in the heart of the virgin : on the one is sacrificed the flesh of the sonne , on the other the soule of the mother : such a death no creature hath suffered , such a sorrowe no heart hath contained . Philosophie concents to my sorow , Cic Famil . 6 for mine eies increase in griefe , my passions are intollerable , beeing afflicted in al my senses , my loue quickens my passions , my deuotion nourisheth my loue , my teares beautifie my affection . Woe is me , nowe'am I rightly compared to the Moone ; for my sunne is eclipsed , and I am confounded : now iustly am I counted a peele , being sed no waies better than by the deaw of teares : now am , I'improperly taken for a cedar , for the sweet sent of my blossome is vanished , my fruit is decaid , the leaues of my delight are fallen , onelye in this I retaine thy nature , by reseruing my griefe in force , & my compassion to eternities . Oh what a wo is mine ? What a sorrow is mine ? If the Angels behold this face , they bewail him ; if the heauens look on this crueltie , they weepe for him : if the aire discouer it , it loureth : if the earth eie it , it renteth : What shall the mother then doo , that hath behelde her sonne martyred , and could not succour him : naked , & could not cloath him : thirsty , and could not comfort him : iniuried , and could not defend him : defamed , and coulde not aunswere for him , spit vpon , and could not wipe him : finally , weeping , and could not comfort him . Out alasse , for teares I will paie teares , teares for former tragedies , teares for after passion : teares for present miserie : tears in abundance , Gregorie teares with vsurie . Oh thou so excellent in holynesse , so mightie in power , and so merciful in pietie , how shal I more righfully bewaile thee , than in considering the wants I haue , beeing diuided from thee ? I want thy presence to repayre my delights , I want thy counsell to inrich my soule , I want my ioye by wanting thee . Nay , what wanteth not the worlde by thine absence ? The humble are turned to proude : the faithfull falne to Apostasie , Barnard the poore are despised : the iust , reuiled : the patient , spit at : the faithfull , afflicted : deuotion , nowe is clothed with dissimulation : sanctimonie , with simonie : conscience , with couetousnesse : hypocrites wil be humble without contempt : poore , with out defect : flatterers vnseene : enuious vnsuspected : slanderers , without cause : craftie as foxes within , humble as lambes without . Ahlasse , what confusion ? What error ? Thy scholers in humilitie haue forgotten their lesson , they will not learn of the bird , which before hee soareth towards heauen , humbleth his bodie to the earth , they will enter by thee as the gate , and wil not learne of thee because thou art humble . Thou humblest thy selfe to thy equals , they despise their superiours . Bernar. li. de disp. & prec . The tree the more it aboundeth in fruit , the more it abaseth his bowes towardes the earth : but man the more he is raised by thy graces , the more hee resisteth against thy humilitie . Thy glorie is to submit , serue , and obey : mans desire is to gouerne , rule , & command . Thou sayest that all thing perisheth , if it be not kept with humilitie : they saie that nothing more breedeth contempt than obseruance . Thou biddest them flie honours : they affect them . Thou biddest them possesse their soules in feare : they deeme nothing assured but in honour . Oh sweet Iesus , thou sayest that the gate of heauen is so straight , that no man laden with riches , no man fatned with delights , no man decked in purple can be possest thereof before he be dispossessed of these vanities : but the worldling saith , that welth breedeth happinesse , delightes lengthen life , rich clothing bringeth credit : so that they that possesse these , they vtterly despise heauen . What shall I saie ? the worlde is so fraught with pleasure , and auarice is so ful of profite , that it is helde good pollicie to heare thee preach : but no wisedome to followe thy pouertie . Oh deare Lord , thou giuest thy self wholy vnto them , and they wholie flie thee : if they are hungrie , thou art bread to them : if they are thirstie , thou art water to them : if they are in darknes , thou are light vnto them : if they be naked , thou cloathest them : yet are they 〈◊〉 grounded in vngratitude , that they forget thee . They knowe that what so euer the world is , Deut. 32 is eyther the desire of the flesh , or the desire of the eyes , or the pride of lyfe , yet pretending to flie the world , they fansie nothing more earnestly . They knowe that a fatned , thicke , and dilated body leaueth God , and forgetteth his creator : yet follow they sensualitie , and forget thee , eāmque mortuam ; sayth the Psalme , neither cordially recorde they thy benefites . They knowe with Hermes , Libro de logostileos . that thy acceptable & best incense is thanksgiuing , yet haue they learned with Iudas , to crucifie thee vngratefully . They knowe that they are blessed that haue not seene , Iohn 20 Apoc: 20 Iohn 8 and beleeue , yet hauing beheld thy passion , they despise it . They know the booke of life is opened , but they will not reade . They know that those which folow thee shall not walke in darknes se , yet take they pleasure to stumble in the daie time . Finally , they knowe that thou hast spred the light of thy countenan e on them , yet preferre they darknes before light , to their owne damnation . The Naturalistes write , that Bats haue weake sight , because the humor Christaline , which is necessarie for the eie to see with , is translated into the substance of the wings to flie with , whereupon they haue leatherne winges , and so for their flight sake , haue lost their sight , because that is substracted from the eies , which is imploied in the wings : These bats betoken these proud neglecters , who by how much the more they striue to flie , by so much more are they depriued of the grace of the diuine light , because all their intention , which ought to bee in consideration of heauenly things , is translated into the feathers of ambition , so that all their thought is howe they may ascend by degrees the steps of dignitie , not descende in imitation of thee , to the bosome of humilitie . O man , the cause of the Angells fall was negligence , the cause of Adams fall was negligence : why then art thou summoned so sweetly , & neglectest so carelesly ? If men & angels created by God , had vsed his giftes orderly , the angels had neuer striued to surpasse God in excellence , neither had man listned to the serpents perswasion , but because they were careles of his graces , he suffred them to fall into errour by the sinne of negligence , and from the error of neglygence , into the sinne of pride & disobedience . Beware man , by mans first falling , flie man the Angels negligence , least by both thou winne apostasie , and with apostasie , perdition . Wilt thou be frind of this world : thou art enemie to God ? Wilt thou follow Beliall ? thou art not for Iesus . Oh cast downe thy selfe , proud soule , whatsoeuer thou hopest , trust not the weaknes of thy power , since strength it selfe hath beene oppressed . Knowe that chastitie is hardned in delightes , truth in riches , and humilitie in honours : iust , feare to fall : mercifull , feare obduration : continence , feare lust : deuout , feare negligence : with feare and trembling waxe you rich in Iesus , who wyth griefe and agonie hath indured for you .

Oh sinners , though nature cannot m●●e you to sighs , ( which is affecte●●y her obiects ) let mee winne you by reasons , to ratifie your remorse . If your friends come from far countries to visite you , you imbrace them : if they giue you giftes , you thanke them : if they counsell you , you consent vnto them : What then will you returne your sauiour & my sonne for his curtesies ? Hee comming into the worlde , hath shewed you three principall signes of loue , mercie , and pietie . First , hee condescended to your mortalitie . Secondly , hee prouided messengers of your saluation . Thirdly , he gaue you precepts and admonishmentes of your welfare . He came from heauen , to comfort you on earth : hee suffered on earth to carrie you to heauen : he became the lowlyest amongst men , to make you the highest among creatures , hee hath visited you with his graces , giuing ease to your labour , comfort to your afflictions , salue to your infirmities : he hath presented you with gifts , not golde and siluer , which are corruptible , not pomp & honor , which seduce the senses , not securitie and vanitie , which corrupt the heart , but he hath broken his bodie on the crosse for you , hee hath broken his bodie in the Sacrament for you , he hath giuen you the cup of attonement ( his ' precious bloud ) hee hath made you one with God , by being generally condemned by the world , he hath counselled you to rise from sins , to make your bodies vessels of the holy Ghost , to sanctifie your soules in the bloud of his testament , being made & approued iust : therefore you ought to loue him wholy , Americus Card : in prol: suo lib to whom you owe al what you are wholy . If you see an earthly king before you , you fal before his throne you humble your selfe before his iudgment , you subscribe to his law , and obey his ordinances : why despise you then the king of heauens ? Math: 8 Phil. 2 to whom princes stoope , and whom the wind and sea obeyeth , to whom all knees both in heauen , earth , and hel are bowed . If you respect works , hee made heauen and earth : if the manner , of nothing : if the purpose , for vngratefull man , who being lord of all by him , will not acknowledge his due homage to him : if you dispose your affections by the wisdom of your gouernors , who more wiser than Iesus ? Where the Psalmist sayth , Great is the Lord our God , & mightie his vertue , and his wisdom is beyond number . And again , God is the God of sciences , 1 , Reg. 2 & our thoughts are prepared vnto him : Who therefore is so wise & mightie as her that by wisdom discouereth al things and by power punisheth all offences ? How much wisedome and seuetitie is in this Iudge ? Who discouereth the thoughts of the hart , Rom: 1i knoweth whereunto our imaginations are intended , measureth the waight of our sinnes , and how iniquities are chained together . Fnally , all are of him , by him , and in him . If wonders drawe your affections , who were wonderfull , looke on his birth , it is wonderfull aboue nature , without man , of a sole virgine : looke on his name , it is wonderfull : ( Iesus ) by interpretation , a sauior . Yet more wonders , a fraile man , and a strong God : a poore mans sonne , and the prince of peace , borne in time , and the perpetuall father of succeeding ages . Yet three more wonders . First , in those things which were spoken of him . Secondly , in those things which were spoken by him . Thirdly , in those which were forespoken of him by the Patriarks and Prophets . Iacob prophesied his comming long before , The scepter shall not bee taken from Iudah . Balaam called him the starre out of Iacob : they called him the flower , and the branch , on which flower the holy Ghost should haue his resting place . And is not this admirable ? Wil you more wonder ? Hear Elizabeth prophesie , hear Zacharie prophesie , the shephearde prophesie , the Sages prophesie . Yet more wonders . In his infansy his answeres were admirable , all testifie of him , maruell at his answere , applaud his prudence . Iohn 1 Luke 4 Mirabantur ludei quomodo literas seisset Marke 20 Will you more wonders . The people maruelled at him , saying , He hath done all things wel , hee hath made the deafe heare , and the dombe speake . Loue him therefore as your Lorde , honour him as your king , who is admirable in his conception , admirable in his birth : admirable in his preachings , admirable in his passion , admirable in his death , admirable in his charitie .

And to this loue ( O remorselesse lookers on ) adde teares , for no man can truelye loue , that is not affected , to see his beloued afflicted .

Come , Anselme come and weepe bitterly with mee , for you haue much cause of lamentation . If loue can diuorce you from ingratitude , come and weep of pure loue : for my son hath therefore suffered , because he loued : if in iustice ; come mollifie your hearts , behold an innocent reprochfully crucified : if consanguinitie can affect you , behold your father which hath begotten and chosen you before all eternities , reckned amongst theeues , rent by bloudthirstie men , scourged by the guiltie : if you be abashed to see God so mightily brused , bewail your deadly sins , the causes of his detriment : if you wonder at his humilitie , blame your pride : if you admire his patience , condemn your wrath . As the member that feeleth no griefe , is sayde to bee dead , and the disease which is insensible , is alwayes vncurable : so vnlesse you partake in passion with Christ , lament to see him crucified , sorrowe to beholde his woundes , you are no liuing members , but dead ones : no true sonnes of his , but bastardes : if you suffer wyth him , you shall raigne with him : if you associate him in his passions , you shall partake wyth him in his consolations .

The Philosophers write , that the Harpie is a birde ( hauing a mans 〈◊〉 ) so fell , cruell , and furious , that beeing pressed and assaulted with hunger , she inuadeth & killeth a man : whome when shee hath deuoured , and whose bodie when she hath torne , beeing assailed wyth thirst , she flyeth to the water to drinke , where beholdin● 〈◊〉 owne face , and remembring the similitude of him whome shee slew , shee is confounded with so much griefe , that shee dieth for dolour . Oh carelesse worldlings , except ther be lesse remorse in you than in this creature , looke into the spring of your consciences , lodge in your memorie howe much you haue crucified this Christ with your sinnes , & slain him by your offences . & though you die not through extremitie of grief , yet let fall some teares to bewayle him tenderly .

Oh let not sinne take hold of you , idlenesse preuent you , or pride consound you , for trees that haue broadest leaues , doo soonest loose them , & men that haue proudest thoughts are soonest deceiued by them . Foolish that thou art , canst thou bewaile thy dead father that begot thee , thy sick sonne that delights thee , thy lost riches that maintained thee , & wilt not thou weepe for Iesus that redeemed thee ? Canst thou grieue to see thy flockes perish , thy houses burnned , thy wise slaine , thy daughters defloured : and wilt thou not weepe to see thy God , who gaue these , confounded with torments , thy comforter that created these , suffer on the crosse : thy Iesus that lightneth thee , cloathed with death ? Oh let not your gronings be hidden from him : praie with Iob , that thou mayest a little bewaile thy dolours , push forth thy teares of griefe , and make them flowe in abundaunce , for laughlng thou descendest to hel , but murning thou ascendest to heauen : Wilt thou haue Christ dwel with thee , Amb. hom: 1. lib. 1 mourn ? Wilt thou haue Christe dwell in thee ? mourne . Wilt thou haue sinne mortified in thee ? mourn : Wilt thou haue grace plentyfull in thee ? mourne . O remember that Peter after hee had bewayled his apostasie , found greater grace by his teares , than hee lost by his deniall .

Looke on Dauid the adulterer , hee weepeth , and is restored : Look on Agar the desolate , she weepeth , and is comforted : Looke on weeping Anne , she recouereth her barrennesse .

Looke on mourning and weeping Iob , hee ouercommeth his temptations : mourning Ieremie prophesieth , the mourning Publicane is iustifyed , and mourning Ioseph is deliuered .

Oh teares of great worth , working great thinges with GOD . By teares Marie obtayned the pardon of her sinnes : by teares shee obtained the resurrection of her deade brother : for her teares sake , the Angelles came and comforted her : for her teares sake our Sauiour first appeared and shewed himselfe vnto her .

Great is the vertue and power of teares , which tie the handes of the omnipotent , ouercome the inuincible , appease the wrath and indignation of the Iudge , and doth change and conuert it into mercie .

Hee that standeth on a profound and deepe pit , sayeth the Philosopher , seeth the stars at noonstead : where hee that standeth on the face of the earth , seeth not one starre in so great a light : In like maner , he that is placed in the deapth of humilitie , teares , sighs , and tribulation , sigheth to heauen , and summoneth God by his cries : but hee that standeth in the light of this worlde , and in the brightnesse of worldlye lasciuiousnesse , can see no star , or retaine anie grace . 1 Dionisius . Shall I teach you how to bewaile Christ ? First loue him , for loue vniteth things together , drawing all mans interest from himself , and placing it in another : when thou art conuerted into Christ , then mayest thou truely bewaile him . For the losse of things then neerest touch vs , when they are best knowee vnto vs . Those that are one in affection , are one in passion , one in desires , one in teares , one in loue , one in sorrow , one in minde , one in martyrdome : mockers martyr Christ , penitents weep for him , blasphemeis crucifie him , the sorrowfull are comforted by him , O men , learne and vnderstand this , our Lord suffered of will , not of necessitie , and hee indured of commiseration , we in condition : his voluntarie passion therefore , is our necessarie consolation , that being afflicted as hee was , we may be confident as he was . Will you know the hunger and thirst of this aduocate ? Ahlasse , hee scarce found one theese on the gallowes whome hee might taft : his Apostles are fled from him , and hid them in the throng : Peter that promised to perseuer till death , hath denied him . Wherevpon then shall hee feed , if all soules flie him ? Nay , howe can hee hope orf loue , where none weep for him ? Oh man thou art made iust by the iustice of God ? Thou art saued gtatis , and not by thy graces : thou hast none to flie to , but to him in necessities , thou hast no life but it proceedeth from him : vnder the Sunne thou hast nothing but watching , sleeping , eating drinking , hunger , thirst , growth , weaknes , infancy , childhood , youth , age , and all these hee gaue thee . Aboue the Sunne , thou hast inuisible faith , August in Psalm 38 inuisible hope , inuisible charitie , inuisible bountie , inuisible feare in holynesse , which he willingly offereth thee . Oh then giue him teares for his treasures , a small interest for so great riches . Oh yee sinful race of men , what are you but a sacke of necessities ? Ahlasse , what necessities are these ? Not to knowe anothers heart , to thinke ill oftentimes of a faithfull friend , to thinke well oftentimes of a dissembling enemie ? O hard necessitie ! yet another harder . Thou knowest not what thou shalt be tomorow . O greatest miserie ! yet another harder . Thou must needes die : O harde necessitie ! not to wyll that which thou canst not escape ? In this confusion what canst thou man ? Whether art thou carried ? How art thou bannished ? Crie and crie out , vnhappie man that I am , who shall deliuer mee from these ? Who shall aunswere thee ? Who shall helpe thee ? Not ambition , for it is blinde : not lust , for it hastens death : not wrath , for it subdueth reason : not the infirmities of the world , for they are all fraile : It must be humble Iesus then , that must heal these imperfectious , recouer these necessities , & determine these daungers , to whom thou no sooner canst offer teares , but he sodainly sendeth remedies . Oh what hart can bee so hardned ? August in Psalm 10 What mind so obdurate ? What soul so sensles , that beholding a prince in his owne kingdome , amongst his owne subiects , massacred by his owne sonne , wil not grieue at it : by how much reason then ( ō you bond slaues of sinne ) should you be sorrowfull , that see a prince , not slaughtered in his owne kingdome , but vniustly murthred in the world , not among his subiectes , but his brethien : not by his sonnes onely , but sonnes , seruants , and liegemen : nay , which is more , not for his owne offence , his owne default , his owne errour , but for their sinnes onely who persecute him onely . Oh wonderful charitie , Christ spreadeth his armes to imbrace those that spit at him , openeth his wounds to intertain those that will enter , offereth his bloud to ran some them that shedde it , giueth his flesh to bee eaten , to those that mangled it : he praieth for theyr offences that fastned him to the crosse , August in Psalm 41 he made their sinnes his sinne , that hee might make his iustice their iustice . Oh if there be anie kindnesse in thee ( man ) thinke on these benefits : looke , looke about thee , consider the waight of thy offences , which stops the Fathers cares , though the sonne crieth , Make Christ sweat water and bloud for verie agonie in bearing them , make heauen , and earth , and all creatures breake out in miracles to beholde them . Iob vppon the deuils request , Iob i was lefte to him to bee tempted , and after his long patience receiued blessinges two folde : but our Lord was whipte , and no man helped him : foulely spit vppon , and no man succoured him : lewdly buffetted , and no man regarded him : crowned with thornes , and no man pittied him : nailed to the crosse , and no man deliuered him : hee cryed , My God , my God , why hast thou forsaken me ? and was not succored . Why oh good Iesu , whence came these thinges ? For what cause sufferedst thou all this ? To what end are all these torments ? Why cryed the Iewes , Crucifie , crucifie ? Why wert thou poured out like water ? Why were all thy bones dispearsed ? Why became thy heart like melting wax ? Why cleaued thy tong to thy roof ? Why diuided they thy garments & cast lots on thy vesture ? O Christ , the sonne of God , if thou wouldest not , thou shuldest not haue suffred : shew vs therfore the fruit of this thy passion : It was thy sinne ( O sinner ) that caused this , it was thy disobedience to God that was punished in Gods sonne : to shew the horrour of thy offence , power was made desolate . Oh stony heart be not so obstinate , let teares drop from thine eyes to recompence the bloud pouring from his wounds : sigh bitterly with him that praied earnestlye for thee . What is this sinne , sayest thou , that inforceth such a sacrifice ? That which maketh all men in the world flie from their saluation , August . li: 12 de ciuitate Dei and runne after theyr owne concupiscences without anie feare : that which leadeth men downe to hell , that which blindeth the vnderstanding , that which maketh men like vnto foolish beastes : for as beastes incline themselues to earthly pleasures , so sinners betroth themselues to worldly desires : that which maketh men seeke onely those things which are of the flesh , that which maketh men esteem their belly for their God . Sinners are compared to hogs by their detracting , for as the hogge deuoureth doung , so detracting & sinfull men , other mens sinnes and filthines : For lecherie they are compared vnto a horse : Phil 30 Rom: 8 for folly and slownesse to an asse : for their solicitude & worldlie care , to an oxe : for their curious conuersations , to an ape : for their inconsiderate boldnes , to a lyon : for their crueltie , to a beare : for their vanitie , to libards : for their crafte , to a foxe . Sinne is the trangression of the laws of God , Numquid potest Athiops mutare pellem suain aui paidus varietate 〈◊〉 and the disobedience of his commandements : Sinne , is the contrarie to nature : sinne draweth vs from the soueraigne good , to make vs subiect to brittle , fraile , and mutable pleasures . Ambrose li. de pa●ad : ho. 32 quest. 133 art. 1 ●●ay ●9 Plato in Gorgia Sinne diuideth vs from God . To conclude , ( as the Ethnike witnesseth ) the sinner is onely miserable : Sinne depriueth man of eternall beatitude , banisheth him from heauen , confineth him with hell , despoileth him of graces , exileth him from paradice . Briefely , it maketh him the most miserable amongest miserable . Sinne peruerteth the order of nature , impugneth our reason , vigeth our sensualitie : sin blindeth the spirite , darkneth the vnderstanding ( ordained to contemplate spirituall things : ) Sinne soileth and infecteth the solue , depriueth it of her nuptiall garment , and maketh it filthie and loathsome : according to that of the Prophet , Denigrata est super carbones facies eius . Sinne after it hath blinded the vnderstanding , hardeneth the heart , and maketh obstinate in iniquitie : whence commeth the habitude of sinne , which is the extremitie of sinne , and as Philosophers conclude , another nature . Hee that sinneth , whatsoeuer he be , either king in his diadem , Abissus abissum inuocat Psalm 41 Ex frequentatione actu um genetatur habitus Arist Categ Rom. 6 Iohn 8 prince in his purple , poore , in his miserie , he is the slaue of sinne : who therefore by sinne is giuen ouer as a praie to vices , looseth his libertie , and cannot resist his vnhappines . See sinner , see , what horror , what confusion ? Look with what foes you are inuironed , that you may knowe the greatnes of your deliuerance : you are vncurable by sinne , & Christ healeth you : you are separated from God , from the Angels , from the Patriarkes , Prophets , Apostles , and Martyrs , by sin , and Iesus restoreth you : you are impouerished by sinne , and hee inricheth you : you are made abhominable , and hee blesseth you .

O if you knewe howe abiecte & wretched a sinfull soule is , you woulde resist it , ( saieth a father , ) euen vnto the death . Waries , plagues , famine ( the whips of God ) sicknesse , dishonours , and aduersity , ( the tooles of his correction ) howe light trifles are these in comparison of loathsome sinne ? Tyrannies , iniuries , oppressions , the fury of the fire , the danger of water , the contagion of aire , the trembling of the earth , finally , all the complements of euils which persecute man , proceed from sinne : so that rightlye it maye bee sayde , Quicquid patimur peccata nostra merue●●●t all that which the wretched suffer , their sinnes haue deserued it . Oh the horrour of sinne , oh the terrible issues thereof : wretched men take heede and looke about you , let your haires stand vpright for verie fright , and let your bloud flie to your heart , to comfort it in the extremity of your thoughts , no punishment can satisfie for it , no death can recompence for it , but the flames of hell eternall in theyr extremitie , extreame in their eternitie .

Oh harde hearted soules , solde and quite giuen ouer to your owne sensualities , beholde the issues of your euill liues , beholde your martirdomes for crucifying Christ , if you reconcile not & weep with him you shall haue perpetuall darknesse without light , you shall be depriued of Gods presence , ( a greater torment to the damned than may be expressed ) fire shall burne you vnquenchably , darknes shall blind you vnseparably , conscience shal accuse you incessantly , deuills shall persecute you eternally , cries , cursinges , and blasphemies shall hant you continually , desolation and discomfort shall detaine you perpetually . Finally , without remorse in life , there is no redemption after death . O Iesus my son , how rich art thou in compassion , thou onely healest these wounds , & recouerest these harmes . It is thou onely that canst dull the sting of this death , thy bloud onely satisfieth for these defaults . Ah deare Lord , thou art worthie of teares , thou deseruest remorse , thou hast purchased compassion . Oh woful spectacle for men to weepe at , for angels to sigh at . Oh sacrifice for sinne , O attonement for offences , oh seale of redemption . O contemplation to extort teares , to behold innocencie martired with so many and grieuous wounds . Oh libertie taken prisoner , oh truth accused , oh innocencie whipped , oh iustice condemned , oh glorie discruciate , oh life dead and crucified : oh highnesse of charitie , oh basenesse of humilitie , oh greatnes of mercie , oh excesse of bountie . Thou hast wept for all , Granaten . & art bewailed of none : thou hast borne many hurts , to cure a few hearts : thou hast bene a corrosiue to thy mother , to be a cordiall to men : but men weepe thee not , they passe by wagging their heads at my woe , & hiding their faces , least they shuld be inforced to bewaile thee . Theyr hearts are become adamants , & loathing to spende teares themselues , they grieue to grace my teares by hearkning to them . Ah heauenly father , let me consume with sorrow till I see him : let my life passe like a tale that is told : let my soul ( that mourneth within me ) giue a libel of diuorce to this flesh , that I in spirit may seeke him out , who in the flesh did glorifie me . Thou that rainedst vppon the earth fortie daies , to reuenge thee on the rebellious , open the cloudes of thy compassion ouer mee , that they weeping on mee , and I with them , I may be drowned in them , innocencie may be quickned by me . All Iudah & Israel mourned for Iosiaz , Paral. 15 & shall teares want to bewaile Iesus ? See my sonne , I will beare thy crosse on my shoulders , imprint thy passisions in my heart : I will beat so long vpon my breast , that the eccho therof shall pearce all eares : I will sigh so long , till the furnace of my charitie steame out my hart , and the winged chast affections of my soul , soare heauens , search earth , finde my sonne , or forsake my soule . Ah my son , no Absolon a sinner , but Iesus a sauiour . The root of my hope is waxed olde , and the stocke thereof is dead in the ground ; When shal these closed eies open to warme him as his sonne ? When shall thy breath quicken and cheere my barrennesse , the daies of my desolation are come . The blessedst amongest women , is now the miserablest amongst mothers . Grief hath brought mee to deaths doore , ( my sonne ) but death will not let me enter , oh then shewe thy deitie to helpe thy mother , and let me die in this desolate flesh , to liue in thy diuine bodie , the ioy in possessing the one , shall temper the losse of the other , and dying in my selfe to giue thee life , I shall liue in death by reason of thy lyfe . O Lorde Lord of my life , how hath zeal made mee presume ? no soule meriteth to dwel in this body but thine own : thus impatience in loue , makes mee too much presume for loue : Fruites long time shut in their buds , by rain , deawe , and sunne are made to blossome : riuers closde in then bounds by huge windes , are forced to ouerlope the bankes . The Ostridge by helpe of the Sun and sand , breaketh the shell : ripen then ( thou roote of mine ) for the raine of remorse hath watered thee , the deaw of compassion hath wet thee , the sunne of my zeale and charitie hath looked on thee , and inflamed thee : rise & rouse thy selfe thou riuer of God , for the windes of my sighs haue summoned thee : ouerbeare death , holye spring of happines , and let the waters of life issue from thee . Breake the shell of death , thou that fastedst in the desart , and let the sunne of my desire quicken the sun of vnderstanding , be not to long in conquering death , least I loose life in wailing thy death . How long ô Lorde , howe long wilt thou delay ? Shall death neuer haue end , because my life may be deuoured in death ? Wilt thou not awake like a strong warriour , to conquere these passions with combat with thy mothers heart ? Set thine axe to the tree of my sorrowe , let mine eyes which bewaile thee dead , beholde thee liuing ; let mine eares , which are scard with mine owne clamors , bee consolated by thy counsels : let mee smell thee the rose , and see thee the lilly richly clothed : let me tast howe sweet the Lord is : let me touch him , whose absence toucheth mee at the hart : let my imagination be the vsher , to present thee , my memorie , the painter , to describe thee , my consideration the fire to kindle loue . Let hell , hunger , thirst , weepe and waile , come thou and ioy with Israel , thou hast not to doo with Aegypt . Come thou corner stone , and let me builde on thee , wed me to death , so thou returne to life , I cannot want thee . I will not misse thee , my loue is so feruent , as it neither measures iudgement , or regardeth counsel , or is brideled by shame , Bernard or subiect to reason : come yeeld me peace with a kisse of thy mouth , and let my importunacy work more with thee than all expectation can require . Lend me the cloak of thy presence , to diuide the waters of my woes : let thy mother bee as strong as thy prophet , that by praying to our Lorde with teares , by putting my mouth on thy mouth , 4 : Reg. ● by fastning mine eies to thine eies , by closing my handes in thy handes , I may make the flesh of my sonne wax warme : as he warmed the flesh of the Sunamites child , then gasping seuen times I wold kisse thee seuentie times seuen , & seeme more thy louer than thy mother . I wold expostulate with thee of thine absence , and if thy wounds fell new a bleeding , I would wash them with my teares ; my hairs should dry them , my lips should suck them , thou shouldest make me more than a mother , in recouering mee an absent sonne . Well Lorde , if thou denyest that I want , I will reioyce in that I haue , I wil symbolise thy body with mine , and quicken thy passion by my sufferance : There shal no sorrow be hid from mine eies , till I see thy eyes open , and till the eies of our Lord quicken mee , the eie of poore Marie shall see no comfort : mine eie shal onely see by supposing thine eie seeth : all pleasures shal be smoake to mine eies , till thy eies doo beholde them : till thy eies bee waking , mine eies shall be weeping , and vnles they grow open , Eccles. 21 I will shut mine eies with sorrow . I will set a sure seale vppon my lips , 〈◊〉 4 till thy lips salute me , & my lips shall become white as the lilly , til thy lips grow crimson like a rose coloured riband . 1. b 5 My vnsained lips shal bee tired with praier , till such time I may inioy thy desired presence : my handes shall neuer vnfolde , till the hands of my Lord be extended : I wil neuer deliuer thy bodie out of my hands , till thou deliuer my soule out of her sorrow : I will lay my hand vppon my mouth , till thou speakest , & neuer wil I cease to lift vp my hands to heauen , till thy hands haue imbraced me on earth : till thou put foorth thy hand , I will leane my head vpon my hande , and till thy fingers touch me , my heart shall bee touched with sorrow : the wings of the cherubines touched one another , ô let the wings of my charity touch the wings of my life , both are allied , both loue . They that touched the hem of thy vesture , recouered from their sicknesse , shall not I touch thy bodie to recouer me of my sorrow ? The bodie which liueles touched the bones of Elisa , 4. Reg: 13 were restored to life ; and shall my hands touch thee , my lippes kisse thee , my loue importune thee , and thou not liue ? Arist. libro Phil. 1 All heauie thinges by nature search the center , I am in the abundance of my heauinesse , and cannot descend into the graue : I will glorie in tribulation , 2 Corint . 12 so thou grace me in thy life . My soule is in bitternesse , and heauie captiuitie , oh make my burden light , by once looking on mee . Ieremy 6 The Iewes by smiting haue wounded thee , thou by absence hast wounded mee , sorrow and wounds are euer in my sight : touch I thy browe , thornes haue wounded it : kisse I thy cheekes , crimson hath forsaken them , thy sides are wounded , thy hands are wounded , thy feet are wounded , my wounds cannot bee hid till thy wounds be healed , Marke 11 and til thou liue to recure mee , I shall die thorough wanting thee . Thou hast promised that whatsoeuer wee shall faithfully aske in thy name , thou wilt grant it vs . Then ô Iesu , my sonne , my conforter , I coniure thee by thine owne name Iesus , to blunt and abate the sting of death , to breake vp and dispearse the cloudes of darknes , and appearing like a fair morning starre , quicken the dead comfort of thy mother , and giue a light to this desolate and dismaide worlde . Shew the light of thy countenance , and I shall be whole . O Lord my redeemer , tarrie not , my soule thirsteth after thee my sonne , & as the hart desireth the hart desireth the water brookes , euen so my soule longeth after thee my God . Appeare then thou chief shepheard , 2 : Pet: 5 thy flocks saint without thee . Apparell thy selfe with life , to apparell our hearts with ioy : my eies long fore for thy sight , oh when wilt thou comfort me . Psal: 〈◊〉 Ies●● 9

O who will giue my head water inough , and a spring of teares for mine eies , that I may weepe daie & night for the absence of my son ? Ahlas , ahlas , sorow increaseth in me , and heauinesse swalloweth vp my soule : my teares are like seede in a barren ground , the garden of my delight is become a desart of sorrow , I am like a mother bemourning her child , because he is not . Oh thou angell of peace , come and succour me : Ah my sonne , the happinesse in bearing thee , is buried through the heauinesse in missing thee : and the hope I conceiued of thy life , is preuented by thy lamentable death . Wo is me , I am sicke to the death , to see thee dead , I am sicke for loue , and desire to hasten thy life . Wilt thou lifte the poore out of the dust , Phil. 23 and leaue thy mother in desolation ? Oh lifte vp thine eies , and see howe the mother lifteth vp her voice and weepeth ! Cant: 8 Oh loue , if thou art mightier than death , now shew thy power , lighten the lampe of his life , at the candle of my charitie : Poure the oyle of thy compassion into these wounds , and heale them , breath the breath of life into him by imbraces and kissing : as I claspe mine armes , let him gaspe & breath : as I weep on his face , let him sucke vp my teares : O death , if thou be more pittifull than loue , imprison thy dart in my heart , & ransome my sonne . Ahlas the fairest among men , loue will not lend him me , death wil not grant him me , his mother must be onely kinde , and her best tributes are but teares , prayers , kisses , and wishes . Ah Bethelem , mourn with me , and you inhabitants of Iuda , put on sackcloth , for sorrow is come vppon you , and the voice of the mourner must ring in your streetes , houle and lament Ierusalem , weepe the teares of contrition , sigh , sob , & complaine you , he that loued you lost his lyfe , he that wept for you , is dead for you : hee that praied for you , is plagued for you . Ah crosse that hast made my sonne a martyr , and mee a mourner ! Ah crosse that art the meane of my griefe : Ah crosse , the cause of crosse , I must kisse thee , & accuse thee . See , see , thou art honoured by my Iesus name , his purple drops of blud dwel in thee , thou diddest kisse his bodie , his warme bodie , and for these causes I kisse thee . But cruel crosse , since all thy trophies are cause of my trouble : thy titles , the occasions of my teares : let me accuse thee , which hast honored thy selfe , and left me comfortlesse : yet art thou kinde to me in listning my complaintes , and but in bearing the name of Iesus in thy front , thou hast alreadie recouered my fauour . O crosse , the image of mortification , Bernard the tree of redemption , the bond of peace , the seal of the couenant , I will crosse mine armes to imbrace thee . Crosse , all my ioyes to containe thee , I will be a crosse to mine owne soule , if it seeke thee not , and count euerie comfort a crosse , that is not crost by thee . I will crosse the seas of tribulation to incounter thee , & whilst I hold thee holy crosse I will count no crosse too cruell : I that bare my sonne , will holde it for no base benefit to beare his crosse , 〈◊〉 : 4 & the onely glorying in the crosse of Christ crucified , shal be my best blessing : my loue shall fasten mee to my sonnes crosse , and in that he vouchsafed a crosse , Col: 1 I will esteeme no glorie but in his crosse . O sonne , the words of thy wisedome were pricks and nailes to my meditation : these fastned thee vnto me in all assaultes of sorrowe , and those nailes which nailed thy handes and feete to the crosse , shall nail my soul & thoughts to thy crosse , & with my nailes I will dig my owne graue , before I forsake those nails which forced thy hands : Like as a nail in the wall sticketh fast , so fastly shall the nailes of thy martirdome sticke in my heart : Eccle. 27 I will naile vp my soule from all ioy , because the naile that issued from Iuda is broken : my flesh is torne with thornes , Zach: 16 because thy forehead is rent wyth thornes : the thornes of tribulation persecute me , because the thornes of martirdome pearceth , I will hedge in my heart with thornes , because they haue hemd in thy braines with thornes . Whether vnto extendeth my sorrowe ? If it was thy loue that madest thee suffer , it becommeth my loue to suffer with thee : Iob 81 and since thou giuest mee an example of patience , why should I not preserue the same ? Though the shadow of death ouerspred thine eies , hope saith they shall be lightned : though thy life be nowe like the darke night , it shortly shall be as cleere as the noone daie , yea , thou shalt shine forth and bee as the morning .

The shepheards after great storms wait for faire weather : the souldiers after dreadfull warre , expect happie peace : the sentinell after his colde watch , attendeth , and intendeth his desired and wished sleepe : pleasures are the heires of displeasures , & comfort treadeth on the heele of care . Why expostulate I then with death ? who hauing a time to tyrannize , shal at last be lead in triumph : the storms of afflictions shall bee calmed , the warres of rufull wailing , shall haue a peacefull delight : these watchfull complaints and attendings to see my loue , shal at last be quieted , and I shal laie me downe and take my rest , for my Lord shall come , and cause mee to dwell in safetie . Brieftie , all teares shal be wiped from mine eies , deaths sting shall bee dulled , lifes triumph shall bee established , sorrowe shall be disinherited , and maiestie reuiued .

Oh my charitie , how much doest thou helpe mee in this ? my faith onely presenteth mee wyth all these hopes , as it were vnder a vaile , my hope beholdeth my sonne ( & these future prophesies of him ( as the chiefest good ( which as yet vnpossessed she hopeth to inioy ) but thou my charitie makest all these ioyes present , so that I behold effectuallye thinges before thy Bee , and craue no interest in beleefe , whereas my loue assures mee all is present . Ah that the aduersitie of an houre shoulde make mee thus forget the pleasures I had in lyfe ? when I lulled thee in my lap my son , fostered thee at these teates , followed thee in trauels , fedde with thee in Aegypt : Then , ô then what sweetnes inioyed I in thy presence : what comfort in thy counsels , what courage in extreams ? Ah but if it be true , that thinges the dearer they are loued , breed the more hart griefe by their losse : howe can I choose but waile , that hauing had pleasure to wrappe thee in thy swathing bands , must nowe to my discomfort , close thee in thy winding sheete : Can the want of thy companie , the lacke of thy counsells , the muficke of thy preachings , the miracles in thy lyfe , the charitie in thy death be expiated but with another death , or answered with a few sighs ? Ah this aduersitie of an hour ( in other mens thoughts ) is an age in mine . Compare the age of thy pleasure , to one minute of the griefe , and it exceedeth it . The earth for a little trauell rewardeth the husbandman with a huge crop , Tul ▪ Offi. 1 ; and shal I bee more vnkind than the earth , to the king of the heauens ( who as the beam in the glasse , hath inriched my wombe , and annointed me with the oyle of gladnesse aboue my felows ) shall I requite his kindnesse & great mercies with a few faint teares ? No my charitie shall not let me , my loue shall suffer my griefe to exceed her , and reason shall surrender his Lordship to passion , sufficeth it my son , that in spirit I assure mee of thy life ; yet in flesh whilest thou art absent , & dwellest with death , let mee bewaile thee , ( for humane weaknesse requireth a little more weeping . Of one spark , ( saith the wise man ) is made a great fire , of one kernell a large tree , of one grain of mustard seed , a great and grosse number : why then shuld not one care beget another , one tear produce multitudes , one sighe inforce stormes , wherethorough my griefe might bee endlesse in lamenting , my teares ceaselesse in weeping , and my sighs incessant in their doubling ? Hanna was troubled in her minde , and wept sore to get a sonne , and shuld not Marie be tormented in soule , and weep instantly that hath left a sonne ? Achsah married to Othouiel , humbled her selfe before her father , and sayd , Giue me a blessing , thou hast giuen mee a South lande , giue mee also springes of water . As Achsah to Caleb her father , so I to shee my God ; Greg. libro ● Dialog. thou hast giuen mee a South land of desolation , wherin the fruits of hope are barre , the blossoms of ioyes are blasted : Oh giue mee therefore a well spring of teares , to water this wast , that my hopes maye ripe by my ruth , and my ioyes maye bloome after their blasting . Iosiah considering the long absence & concealment of the bookes of the lawe , rent his garments for griefe , & wept bitterly : Wonder not therefore ô ye men of Israel , though Marie rent hir heart , rent her hairs , rent hir clothes , for the hath lost & long wanted , the Lord of the lawe , the maker of Moses , the father of the people , the passeouer and pledge of mans redemption . As the hand which is filled with one thing , can receiue and containe no other thing , August . so my heart being filled with the loue of this absent Christ , the griefe in wanting him , & the woundes that wounde him ) can loue nothing better than to lament him : can grieue at nothing else but his want : finally , my eyes presenting his woundes to the consideration of the same , my thoughts are wounded , by dwelling in my heart , my heart is wounded by containing my thoughts , and both are wounded in imagining his wounds : yea , they are so filled with compassion , that they yeeld no place to consolation . Why then begette not these griefefull thoughtes more griefefull thoughts : these teares , more teares : these sighes , more sighes : which hauing onelye emperie in my heart , maye giue place to no ioye , but breake the circumference that incloseth them in in the centre of care , and getting better freedome to produce more , they maye in theyr eternitie make mee more miserable , and my moane more fruitful' , my sorrowe more plentifull , thorough the foisons of my misfortune . Ah Marie , thou canst not make thine abilitie aunswerable to thy will , thy life hath limites , and must limite thy teares . Hee that bindeth the flouds that they ouerflow not , boundeth thy teares . Thou hast wept to the vtterance , thou hast no more to vtter : the darknes must once come to an end , the cloudes must at last bee dissolued , and euerie thing must end at his appointed time , and as there is a time to bemoane , so lykewyse there is a time to bee merrie .

If thou weepe tyll thou weepe awaie lyfe , and crie till thy dayes bee consumed and quite wasted , a daie shal come to determine both ? What shall I become a comforter ? or giue a lawe to my remorse , who cannot comprehend my losse ? No mine eies weepe on , whilest I haue a time to liue , giue no tearme to your teares : as fast as you weep them , my braines shall distill them , the fire of my loue shall helpe to distill them , they cannot cease till I die , and beeing dead , what need I seeke to bewaile , his absence , being assured of his presence ? Th̄e til I die I wil not cease to weep , that being dead , I may behold him , & whilest I liue , I will count all food vaine , till I feede on his presence . If mine eies growe wearie , my sighes shall assist them , and when both of them are infeebled , my cries shall be inforced : in the hollow of his sepulchre I wil execute these drirements , and I will exclaime so long on death till I make him deafe with hearing me . Make him deafe poore Marie ? Ahlas , he is alwaies deafe and insensible , it were a second death to assault him : hee is not tamed by intreaties , tempted by perswasions , bribed by benefits , or allured by lamentations , tearmes please him not , tears pearce him not , it were an endlesse labour , a fruitlesse worke . Oh my sonne , how am I discruciate for thee , I woulde worke , I know not what , to win thee I know not how , I wold end my sorrow , and desire to begin it , I woulde beare thee to thy graue , could I cease to imbrace thee , I would complaine of my desires , so I might appease them , and conquer my affections , so I might command them : but flames that are ' quickly kindled , are hardly quenched , and where oyle seeds the lampe of sorrowe , it will hardly bee extinguished . My sighs preuent my teares , and inforce them to issue , my teares preuent my thoughts , & make them impatient , my thoughtes preuent my reason , and admit no moderation , my reason would preuent all this , but loue preuenteth it : my loue beeing of it selfe firie , will not cease burning till it imbrace thee , flaming , till it find thee out : my charitie is soueraigne of all my delights , she wils mee die to liue with thee : And as in Salomons temple there , there was nothing that was not couered with golde , so is there not anie parte , sense , motion , or action in me , or the liuing temple of my soul , which is not inuested with loue , clothed with charity , which hauing the nature of fire , ( which is the most actiue of all elementes ) is neuer idle , but reuiueth teares when they are extinct , quickneth sighs when they cease : armeth thoughtes , when they are dismaide : and forceth reason when shee fainteth . As the roote is to the tree , the soule to the bodie , the sunne to the worlde : such are thou to mee , O my sonne : the boughs are not clothed with green , except they bee vnited to the root : the members inioye no lyfe , except they be imformed by the soule : the worlde partaketh no light , excepte the Sunne illuminateth and lightneth the same : so my bodie inioyeth no lyfe except thou liue in mee , mine eyes no delight , excepte thou loooke vppon them , my thoughtes no cleere and perfect vnderstanding , vnlesse thou beautifie and beholde them . Briefely , I cannot bee mine owne without thee , I cannot liue , thou beeing dead , I cannot leaue weeping teares , vntill thou come and wipe awaie my teares . Hee that truely loueth ( saith the Philosopher ) is dead in his owne bodie , and liueth in anothers : then how commeth it to passe my sonne , Arist: Polit: 1 ( if this reason doo holde ) that I liue not in thee , who loue thee so dearly ? If it be true , that ther are two tearms in all motions , the one from whence the thing parteth , the other whether it is resorted : why is it not this lyfe that hath lefte thee , incorporated in my bodie ? and my life which should forsake my bodie , possessed of thine ? Our loues are in the highest degree perfect , why haue not then these causes their effects ? Why liuest thou not my sonne ? Why moue not these handes with mine ? Why stirres not this hart with mine ? Why open not these eyes with mine ? Why speakes not this mouth with mine ? Oh my God , except it bee imperfection of my bodie , I know nothing can withdrawe thy lyfe from me . By it I liue , by thy spirit my spirit breatheth , only my life is not in thy body , because it is vnworthie to expresse it , vnworthie to animate thy heart , open thine eyes , quicken thy handes and tongue : and thy life is not in mine , because my bodie is vnable to contain it : yet a sparke of thy spirit is my loue , and a beame of this loue is my desire , which by kisses I breath into thy lippes , which though it actually worke not in thee , yet by effectuall wil , I wish it in thee . What I can giue of my life , I lauishly haue spent on thee , my life liueth in my bodie , though my body liue not , til thy bodie inioy life , the life of my bodie is liuelesse , onely my charitie which is in me , taken from thee ( who art the tree ' of life , and fountaine of charity ) maketh my bodie liuing in spight of my will , and inforceth all my senses ( through vehemencie of my spirit , ) to worke theyr offices in a liuelesse body , and a hartlesse creature , which liueth onelie by thee , and cannot liue but in thee : so if I liue , I liue forcibly , till thou liue . And to verefie this philosophie ( in that I loue thee truly ) I leaue my selfe to liue in thee , & onely by the liuing charity which is in me , my handes imbrace thee , as they doo , mine eies bewaile thee with teares , and euerie other parte worketh as thou wouldest . Ah Lord now see I the reason of my deadlie lyfe , and thy wounding death : thou the hope of the disconsolate , art crucified . thou the fountaine of life , art troubled : how can my life then bee fruitfull , who was ingraffed by thee , Or thy death bee but wounding , when thou the fountayne ( by whom I liue ) art dried vp by death ? If of contraries , there growe a contrarie reason , why shoulde I feare ? The wicked ( sayth Iob ) shall neuer departe out of darknesse , the flame shall drie vp their branches , with the blasts of Gods mouth shall they bee taken awaie . What then shall become of the godly ? If the wicked dwell in darknesse , they shall inioye light ? If the flame dry vp their branches , the children of the righteous shall bee like Oliue branches : if the godlesse be blasted by Gods mouth , the innocent shall bee blessed with his benefites : Then what shoulde I feare ? And what not hope ? Thou knowest me ( ô Lord my father ) how I have conceiued in ' innocencie , and hated the workes of darknesse : thou knowest my sonne hath suffered in innocencie , let therefore the fruit of my wombe florish , let thy promises be accomplished in Iacob , & thy couenant in Israel .

Though death hath blasted the branch , by a winter of others sinne , let the spring of thy mercie comfort the roote , and animate the bowes , so shall thy terrors and promises be accōmplished in both sortes . The waight of their shames shall weigh downe the euill : the workes of the iust shall preuaile before thy mercie seate . There are two teares , O Lorde , wherewith thou art pleased , the one of ioy and praise , the other of sorow and lamentation : I wepte the teares of ioye when thou blessedst my wombe , I weepe the tears of sorow , because the hope of my daies is decaid . Quicken him O Lord , and incourage mee , and as I receiued him with delight , nourished him with care , wept for him with ioy , and lost him with griefe : so let mee recouer him with confort , who wept for him through discontent & losse , and behold him in his resurrection , and triumph in his ascention , that pleasing In either sort of teares , I maye praise thee for both sortes of mercie . O my bodie , thou hast passed the wildernesse of woe , no rocke hath beene so kinde to yeeld thee an eccho , my only breast by often beating on , hath ecchoed my stripes , so that in my self I haue had the cause of complaint , & report . Oh my soule , thou hast been sifted by incessant sorrow , all thy intellectual powers & discurfiue parts , haue beene plagued by themselues , and supposing their weale lost , they intertaine no hope to come .

Thus plagued in bodie and distressed in soule , sate poore Marie ( a holy and happie virgin ) enacting hir griefe with her armes , when she had ouerforced both her tongue and eies with compassion : briefely , her paine & impatience beeing so great as her wordes could not expresse it , hir desires so importunat , as they exceeded all her delightes . The image of her griefe before her , and the domage of her losse within her , shee sownded on the senselesse earth , and being conueied to her oratorie by the holy assistance , the sacred bodie of Christ was bound vp and borne to the sepulchre .

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