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THE GLASSE OF TIME , IN THE two first Ages .

Diuinely handled , By Thomas Peyton , of Lincolnes Inne , Gent.

LONDON , Printed by Bernard Alsop , and are to be had at Laurence Chapmans shop ouer-against Staple Inne . 1620.

TO THE ILLVSTRIOVS PRINCE Charles , Prince of Wales . MOst hopefull Prince , Europaes richest Iem , Successor to these famous westerne Iles , Chast Oliue Branch , descended of that Stem , Whose , what he hath , all on thy fortune smiles : Inheritor to such a Potent King ▪ As no Age yet , his Like could euer bring . Braue Pearle of men , within whose louely Face , The sacred Muses learned Arts combine , And all Heauens gifts from great Apollos Race , Apparant seeme within thy Browes to shine , Thy Fathers Doran , kingly workes of State , This more then needs , as borne but out of date . Yet Royall Prince , let but thine eyes behold , This lofty Subiect in these Rurall Rimes , T' will more encourage then Earths purest gold , To make my Muse to all succeeding times , Blaze forth thy parts and high deserued Fame , That thy rare worth may all the World inflame . As in a Garden of sweete fragrant flowers , Where each man takes what to his mind seemes best , Then sits him downe within their pleasant Bowers , Peruseth all , and for a Time doth Rest , Contented , Ioy'd ( Admiring ) to haue found ; So great a change , in one small piece of Ground . So deerest Prince , within thy Fathers workes , What Poesies sweete , Graue sentences diuine , Sad morrall matter in each Subiect lurkes ? To draw thy youth to trace him line by line , Whilst this may chance to recreate thy mind , As glimmering Luna in Sols absence shin'd . Persist go on , and as thy Vertues won , The Loyall Loue of euery faithfull heart , So to the end , thy course ( directly ) run , And winged Fame shall from thee neuer start , But scale the Cloudes and mount the lofty Skyes , To sound thy worth as farre as India lyes . Your Highnesse in all humblenesse , Thomas Peyton .
TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE , FRANCIS Lord Verulam , Lord Chancelor of England . MOst Honor'd Lord , within whose reuerend face , Truth , Mercy , Iustice , Loue and all combine , Heauens deerest Daughters of Iehouahs Race , Seeme all at full within thy Browes to shine , The King himselefe ( T' immortalize thy fame ) Hath in thy Name Foretiped out the same . Great Verulam , my Soule hath much admirde , Thy Courtly carriage in each comely part , Worth , Merrit , Grace , when what the land desirde , Is powr'd vpon thee as thy iust desart , Graue liberall mind contending with the rest , To seate them all in thy Iuditious brest . Thrice noble Lord , how dost thou prize of gold , Wealth , Treasures Mony and such Earthly cash ? For none of them thou hast thy Iustice sold , But held them all as base ( infected ) trash To snare , allure , out from a dunghill wrought , The seared conscience of each muddy thought . Weigh but my cause , referre me not to those , That from the first were partiall in my right , Ah this is more then once thine Honour knowes , Thou seest mine owne hath now vndone me quight , Whilst by a trick they got me in their paw , Against the Order of thy Court and Law . If I were such as some would haue thee thinke , I meane my Foes which vtterly defame , Mine Innocence and all together linke To wound my state , and blemish much my name : Yet Iustice wils , what in their hands hath laine , Thus to my losse should be restord againe . Ah , deerest Lord , hold but the Scales vpright , Let Court nor fauour ouersway my cause , To presse me more then is beyond my might , Is but their Reach to crosse thy former Lawes , Let me have Peace , or that which is mine owne , And thy iust worth shall o're the World be blowne . Your Lordships in all humblenesse , Thomas Peyton .
TO THE READER , The Title described . VNto the Wise , Religious , Learned , Graue , Iudicious Reader , out this Worke I send , The tender sighted that small knowledge haue , Can litle loose , but much their weaknesse mend : And generous spirits which from heauen are sent , May Solace here , and finde all true content . A Paradise ( presented ) to ech eye , Within the Vinnet of the Title page , Where Iustice , Mercie , Nature , Loue , do lye , Beforeth ' Almightie in the first found Age . Time stands betwixt , and Truth his daughter beares His traine behind , a world of Aged yeares . Fierce Nemesis she mounts ( within the Ayre ) On Pegasus , that winged Horse of Fame , And by her side a Sword all naked bare , Graue Iustice sits , a ( sable ) lowring Dame , Vnder her feete the worlds most spatious Globe , And weighs mens Actions in a scarlet Robe . This may denote the goodly glorious worth , The pretious Value , Maiestie and Grace , Of all the Sisters ( Glory of this Earth ) Gods deerest daughters in their seuerall place , Aboue the world , heauens crowne their browes adorne , To shew ( at full ) how they do ( bribing ) scorne . Peruse it well for in the same may lurke , More ( obscure ) matter in a deeper sence , To set the best and learned wits on worke , Then hath as yet in many Ages since , Within so small a little Volumne beene , Or on the sudden can be found and seene , Vrania ( deere ) attired in her silke , To draw thee on with more attentiue heede , The weaker sort she sometime feedes with milke , All guiltie mens damn'd vices vp to weede : Th' enuious Momes that her chaste Muse doth tuch , She hopes to mend , but cares not for them much . Thine to his power , Tho. Peyton .

HONI SOIT QVI MAL Y PENSE

Beati Pacifici .

THE GLASSE OF TIME , IN THE FIRST AGE . The Argument . The Author first , doth Gods assistance craue , Throughout the worke that he his helpe may haue ; The sacred Sabbaoth , Sathans enuious gall , The Woman fram'd , and Mans most dismall fall ; The Tree of Life protected from the Brute , The Tree of Knowledge with her fatall Fruit : For feare the World should finally be ended , Gods deerest Daughters downe in hast descended , The flaming Sword the Tree of Life which garded , The Cherubins vpon the walls that warded . The Land of Eden is discrib'd at large , Heauens iudgement iust to all men's future charge . SInce true examples in Gods holy Booke , Are found of those that in it loue to looke , Of men whose Image , portraiture and soule , Haue beene transform'd to monstrous shapes and foule . According as their liues haue pleasing beene , Gen. 19 , 26 To him whose sight their secret thoughts hath seene , And as his goodnesse sacred is that some , Dan. 4. 30 Should be examples for these times to come : His Church to comfort , Pagans to appall , To teach to vs what did to them befall ; Within the stories of the new and old , Rom. 15 4 Of many more then can by me be told . And since that Ouid in a pleasing verse , Doth pretty Tales and Metaphors rehearse , Of men to birds , and then againe to beasts , To make you parly at your welcome feasts : Whose fabled fictions warbled in that age , The infancy and sacred pupill-age Of the Religion which we heare maintaine , Vnder our Soueraignes thrice most happy raigne ; May seeme from Moses and the rest diuine , In 's Metaphors to trace them line by line ; In some I meane , and not in all his worke , For pleasant folly couch't , therein may lurke , Yet the allusion , and the meaning sure , May reference haue vnto the Scripture pure , And though it shines as Tytans westerne rayes , By some 't is held but wanton in our dayes . But most of all the ripenesse of these times , The heauenly works vp to the clouds that climes : The enuious eye which ouerlookes our deeds , When each mans taste on sundry dishes feedes : The snarling cur at euery thing that bites : The slandring Mome which no good worke endites : The monster curst with his vile forked tongue , That from Hels vault vp to the earth first sprung , With Hidra heads , and Ianus double face , To fawne before , then wound to our disgrace : Hath made my Muse vnwilling heere to sing , As loath her selfe vpon the stage to bring To each mans view , and her owne painefull toyle , But that the sight may many vices spoyle . When sin we see vnmasked brought to light , And damn'd offences naked to our sight : Like lezabel that did the Clouds aspire , 1. Kin. 4. 18 , 19 Chap. 19. 2 Cha. 21. 10 , 23 In rusling silks and glorious braue atire , Vnder a holy outward forme and rite , Gods chosen flock are fleec't and murthered quite , But once vnmask't , the Minions of her court Hurle heri'th durt , pash out her braines in sport : And as a foule mishapen painted monster , 2. Kin 9. 30 , 33 35 , 37. Conceit of her as all the world doth conster : Then is she seene disrob'd , disrank't of all , The map of folly in her sudden fall , Her cup with poyson , damned Enuy fills , Her cursed eyes haue seene those seuen built hills , Where all the Saints , Apostles , Martyrs stood , With crimson colours all imbru'd in bloud . O glorious God inspiror of my Muse , Grant that thy Word my soule may dayly vse , And that what learning painefully it got , Still from the truth may neuer swerue a iot . That in her spring , beginning , and her bud , May sing thy glory to the Churches good , And in foule folly none asleepe I rock , Nor giue offence to any of thy flock : But that my speech as generall to all , May like a Sermon in the Pulpit fall : And not to wade in curious questions deepe , But feede thy flock , and edifie thy sheepe , That none at all may haue a iust excuse , By such examples as I shall produce - And all that see their faults , their liues may mend , That to thy glory I this Worke may end . Then shall the world with admiration see , Her face vnmask't to all eternitee ; The famous actions heeretofore lay dead , Shall then be rouz'd out from Obliuions bed . And all the noblest kingdoms euer knowne , Will be reuiu'd , within my verse be showne , Their manners , customes , nature and their state , Their end , beginning , fortune and their fate , From Adam first throughout in euery age , Shall heere be mustred on this publike Stage , In Rurall Robes to giue the earth content , How heeretofore the ages past weee spent . O that my Muse might once but rest in peace , Then would she sing diuinely , neuer cease , But worke out Truth within her holy Rimes , Glyding along descending to our times , And deare Vrania Soueraigne of my verse , Should heere the glory of this world rehearse , Vnfoulding still to Gods immortall glory , The heauenly sweetenesse of a sacred story . What may we thinke of all the iudgements iust , Of great Iehouah buried in the dust ; Beside all those in holy Scriptures pend , Which humane wit as yet could neuer mend , Nor all the Rabbies in their learned fame ; Could euer tell how to correct the same : Shall we go on , and still be bold to thinke , Hee 'le punish them , and on vs alwayes winke ; For some of them the earth it selfe did gape , How can we know that we are sure to scape , The Angels which against the Lord did swell , He quite casheer'd , and cast them downe to hell : Where being bound eternally in chaines , They feele the torments of ten thousand paines , Farre more then can expressed be in inke , And all the world , and sinfull man can thinke . Adam what made thee , wilfully at first , To leaue thy of-spring , to this day accurst ; So wicked , foule , and ouer growne with Sinne ; And in thy person all of it beginne ? That hadst thou stood in Innocenie fram'd , Death , Sin , and Hell , the world and all thou hadst tam'd . Then hadst thou beene a Monarch from thy birth ; Gods onely Darling both in heauen and earth : The world and all at thy command to bend , And all heauens creatures on thee t' attend . The sweetest life that euer man could liue ; What couldst thou aske but God to thee did giue ? Protected kept thee like a faithfull Warden , As thy companion in that pleasant Garden ▪ No canckred mallice once thy heart did moue : Free-will thou hadst endude from him aboue : What couldst thou wish , all worlds content and more ? The best Diuine that ere the Earth yet bore , Gods onely Sonne , the Prince of Peace except , For thy sad fall how oft mine eyes haue wept . Alas weakeman , hadst thou in honour stood How heauenly blest , thrice happy beene thy blood ? And all thy aged issue to this day Had liu'd secure , as in the Month of May . What need had we , that any should haue dy'd Vpon the Crosse , our sinfull soules reuiu'd ? And that Messias , God himselfe the Son , Should here descend to put our nature on , To liue deiected , poore , contemn'd , forlorn'd , Derided , beate , tost vpside downe and scorn'd . And more , to beare for this thy wofull fall , Then euer man which liu'd vpon this ball . Curst be that Diuell that first thy sence bely'd ; If thou hadst liu'd , then we had neuer dy'd . Oh God! to purchase with that bloody cost , Our soules redeem'd when they were fully lost . Here is a loue which farre surmounts the skies , My sences rapts , and dazles both mine eyes . But tell me Adam , what might be the cause That thou shouldst breake thy holy Makers lawes . When of a thousand which might make vs weepe , In all the world thou hadst but one to keepe , And that but light ? Alas couldst thou not see , But touch and taste that one forbidden tree , Which in the midst of all the garden grew , An ill knowne tree to make thy ofspring rew ? What pleasant tast or relish had the same ? How were thy senses dim'd and much to blame , That had the Garden sole at thy command , And all the fruits within thy sight to stand : Farre better , pure , more daintier euery way , Then such an Apple painted like a gay : Fit for a woman , or some lickorish foole , A silly child , or one that goes to schoole . Thy wilfull , foule , absurd , and grosse abuse , Against thy God , admits no iust excuse , T is not the losse of one poore Apple mist , That thou didst grapple in thy sinfull fist , Could be the cause his anger to procure , Fierce heauy wrath eternall to endure . It was not that he did so much respect , But thy foule error , wilfull , bad neglect : Contempt of Him , rebellion , treason , pride ; And all the sinnes within the world beside , That linked were within thy fault at first , Chain'd to thy Act , and in thy folly nurst . What may we thinke of that ambitious Pope , Which dar'd to scoffe vnder heauens glorious Cope , Against that God , that in his sacred frowne Turns vp his heeles , and hurles his pride soone downe ? When hauing mist a simple childish toy , A Peacocke bird which seem'd his onely ioy . Distempered much began in heate to chide , That few men could his holy presence bide . And afterward asham'd of what was past , To shew his choller not long time did last ; Excusde himselfe , that he might angry be , As well for that , as was the Trinitie . When discontented for an Apple lost , Both Eue and Adam to their paine and cost , From Paradise were thrust quite out and beaten , And much disgrac't for one poore Apple eaten . Now tell me Rome , that thinkst thy selfe the minion , Christs onely Vicar in thine owne opinion ? And shouldst his sheepe still to this day haue fed : Where was thy Church when Iulius was thy head ? Thy Papacy I may not here dispute , As yet my tongue must of that thing be mute . And backe to Adam whence I last digrest , Too fortunate my Muse had beene and blest , Had it but sung thy first estate and all , And neuer knowne the horror of thy fall . A greater loue on man was neuer showne , Nor on the earth as yet was euer knowne , Then all the world to be at thy command , Still to this day to serue thy turne and stand : All that againe , for this he did require , To keepe the Garden that was his desire . At other times to his immortall fame , That thou shouldst praise his glorious holy Name . Here was thy calling ( Adam ) naught ; beside , His owne example must thy actions guide . Sixe dayes to worke , to till that holy ground ; And in the seuenth , thy Makers prayses sound . For as at first , thou wast a body framde ; So time and place himselfe he hath ordainde , Design'd , appointed for his seruice pure , Not for a day , but euer to endure . By this thou know'st that he thy person blest , To giue thee then his holy sacred Rest , And sanctifie the Sabaoth to thy good ; Aye to be kept in all thy future blood . Those that refuse to keepe his Sabaoth holy , Gods owne example may conuince of folly . But soft , I heare some Laodicean make , Reu. 3. sinon inuenter of the horse of Troy . Euen Sinon like , the ground of all to shake . To stay my pen with such a question strange , As first from Rome , now ore the world doth range . How God could Rest , which neuer wrought as yet , For he that workes , his labour must be great To frame a matter of so huge a worth , As is the Fabrike of the spatious Earth , The Sea and Heauens , the Firmaments and all , Which euer yet within thy sight could fall . Oh righteous God that sinfull man should make , Within his mouth thy holy word to take : And by the same thy sacred actions taxe , To wring them now like to a Nose of Waxe . simile . Too make a doubt and question of that Rest , Which to the world for euer thou hast blest . T is true , I know when God first fram'd the world , The waters all within their limits curl'd , The firmaments and euery liuing thing , Out from the dust he then did Adam bring : Made him a man , a demi-God in byrth , Plac't him his Vice-roy here vpon the earth . And by his power all sacred and diuine , So fram'd the world as if he had wrought by line , Set all in order working in their time , Like to the wheeles within a clocke or chime , To serue the turne of Adam and his race , And all these made but full in sixe dayes space . Then did he rest and sate him downe to view , And to the heauens vp againe he flew : And from the worke which by his word he wrought , In sixe dayes space , and seeing none ▪ was nought , But from creating any further matter , He onely ceast , and least the same might scatter , And so returne to what it was at first , His prouidence his works hath euer nurst : Aye by his power , his wisedome , and his might , The heauens and earth are gouerned aright . He worketh still preseruing what was made , Far more then can by any man be sayd : His armes supporting all this weighty ball , Else would the same dissolue againe and fall . O God , thy Rest hath euer bin admired , Seene of thy Saints , and of my soule desired ! The Pagan people to this day that slept In ignorance , haue yet a Sabaoth kept . Exod. 16. 23. 26. Num. 15. 32. Eze. 20. 13. 20. 24. The Iew at first with Manna wondrous fed , His Sabaoth kept by thy example led : Though now in error great he snores and sleeps , The Saterday his Sabaoth still he keepes . No Christian state is so vnciuill rude , But keeps thy Rest as thou hast him endude : With grace and goodnesse from the Prince of peace , The Sunday he from all worlds works doth cease , Lead thereunto by that all rising Son , On Easter day , that rose againe and won The eternall crowne in Paradise first lost , A bloody prize to his great paine and cost . Besides the examples of thy deerest Saints , Thine institution and the holy plaints , Of all th' Apostles , famous men and Martyrs , In all the world within her vtmost quarters : Which euer vsde to preach thy word and pray , And sanctifie the sacred Sabaoth day . The Ethiopian , least he should offend To breake thy Rest in superstition pend , The Saterday and Sunday both he keeps , And in those dayes he often prayes and weeps , That thou wouldst pardon all his former sins , There is his Rest , his happinesse begins : In childish toyes , in gaming , sports and playes , He spends small time but keeps his Sabaoths dayes . Their royall Queene which came so many miles , ( With cunning questions , witty speeches , wiles ) 1. Kin. 10. 1. to the 11. 2. Chr. 9. 1. To tempt , to heare and see the courtly guise , The wit and words of Solomon the wise , May rise in iudgement at that dradfull hower , When Christ may also on our faces lower , That more respect our pleasures worke and play , Then him to serue vpon his sacred day . What shall we thinke when Christ the Lord of life , Luk. 11. 31. Which shed his bloud to end our mortall strife ? Shall speake these words out of his holy lips , And not a word as yet that euer slips : But still hath beene most weighty powerfull round , One iot thereof hath neuer fell to th' ground . When he himselfe shall thus picke out their Prince , To warne vs all our follyes to conuince , May we not thinke aswell he meant her land , Now at this day as it is knowne to stand , Shall like wise rise at his last trumpe and call , To staine our liues and shame our actions all .

Father of Lights , which dwellest in a Light , That farre exceeds our Owely bleared sight : What will become of all our learned wit , When Iesus Christ at thy right hand shall sit , To make our peace and step twixt thee and vs , And we in Vice to run our course on thus , To anger thee so good and iust a God , Not once afrayd of thy reuenging Rod : But in the day that thou didst early rise , Of death and hell to get th' immortall prize , In which we were partakers of thy blood And body both vnto our soueraigne good . And when we should repent vs of our sins , By true contrition , which thy mercy wins : Engrafted made the members of that head , Whose precious bloud our soules but then hath fed , Relieue the poore , examine well our fall , In meditation spend the day and all , And when we should thy sacred prayses sing , To make thy people all the while to ring , Whilst we at Bowles shall sometimes curse and fret , And all for threepence which we cannot get , And shall maintaine our sinfull deedes in Churches , And run our selues to gather vp the Lurches : Those that behold vs with repentant eyes , We call them fooles and Puritants precise ; And when the best our companie do shun , Home to their house we send for them and run . Pardon vs Lord , forgiue our great misdeedes , Cull out thy Wheate , and pluck out all the weedes , Which wrong thy people by their ill example , The truth neglectin vgly vice to trample : Though our Religion we may seeme to halue , Like to the Iewes which made the golden calue : simile . Exod. 32. 4. 5 , 6 , 10. In Aarons time , and on their holy day , Did eate and drinke , and rose againe to play , If these men by their rude vnciuill sport , Thy Maiesty did anger in such sort , That had not Moses knowing of their fall , In zeale besought them they had perish't all , His great desire thy fury could not stay , But that three thousand fell within one day , Their guerdon iust no liuing man can tell , But very like they had gone downe to hell , All quick aliue amongst the damned bad , The punishment which after Korah had , Num. 16. 32. We see ( alas ) both grace and goodnesse lurkes , scal. & li. 5. Within the hearts of fierce and crewell Turkes , Of Sarazens and Pagan people rude , Which with thy truth were neuer yet indude , Before such time as their seducer nurst , By Sergius helpe most dangerously at first , A banefull poyson to infect their bloud , O'reflowes the earth much like to Noahs floud : Yet these alone by thy example led , Or by the light of Nature in them bred , Haue euer kept the Fryday in that worth , Long time before the most vntimely birth , Of Mahomet that Antechrist indeede , Who found it so and left it to their seede . Besides a world of other people more , That heere I could produce in ample store , Which euer kept a holy resting day , Abstayning then from all rude workes and play , The Indian people haue a rest alow'd , Ind. Hist. gasp . Balb. guin . dis. 〈◊〉 ●d . ●cot . And those of Iaua that to Idols bowd , The Negro black and rich Peguan left , Haue each of them a seuerall Sabaoth kept , The sacred Sibils , with their frantike mother , Haue still prefer'd one day before another . We haue great God that which these neuer knew , Thine owne example and the scriptures true , Thy all diuine and holy morrall law , Ex. 20. 8 , 9. 10 Cha. 31. 14 , 15 Cha. 34. 1. 21. Which these as yet haue neuer heard or saw , Ingrost in Sinah writ twice by thy hand , To shew the same for euermore should stand ▪ Both in the Law and in the Gospells light , To come to Church and praise thy name aright , Els how should we thy glorious worth extoll , But like to Swine liue all at home and loll : And neuer thinke how thou at first didst take , A little earth and so our bodyes make , Our soules infuse in Paradise vs plaste Till for our sins we soone from thence were cast , ‛ Gau'st vs this world Christ Iesus sent besides , Which wrought our life out from his bleeding sides . But soft I heere that some vpon this clause , Haue ventur'd farre to abbrogate the lawes , The holy rest a Iewish Sabaoth call , Haue vs liue free , tide to no law at all : But then ( alas ) what would become of vs , That sift Gods actions , tempt his highnesse thus , Of all the lawes that to the Iewes he gaue , But ten of them in all the world we haue , And those reduc'st for feare they may be lost , May be compil'd but into two at most : These farre more weighty ponderous then the rest , Were by his glorious sacred mouth exprest , And Christ himselfe that death and hell did tame , Hath not abolish't but confirm'd the same ; Else what meant he when oftentimes he said , The heauens and earth , the sea and all shall fade , Before such time that Gods eternall Word , One iot or tittle shall thereof be stird , Did this his coming breede a doubt and flaw , Still to destroy , and not fullfill the law ? Haue not the Prophets told long since before , Of this our Sabaoth which we now adore ? T is true that some euen in our christian Law , Which haue the arts and learned Muses saw , Yet haue alledg'd as their assertion , Vpon this place anticipation , Affirming Moses when those words were writ , In Genesis and still are extant yet , Gen. 2. 3. Then knew the rest and Sabaoth of the Iewes , But this to me seemes rather vncouth newes : For can we thinke that Moses did intend , When first of all that Genesis was pend , These should forgoe and be incerted best , As an introduction to the Sabaoths rest , That the command cannot be firme and strong , Vnlesse these words did guide it all along , Vpon this place still trained vp and nurst , As grounding it on Gods example first . What can they say to all the ancient men , The Patriarkes and holy fathers then , Before the law which liued long and blest , Yet euer kept a sacred seemely rest , To serue their God to giue him thanks and pray , That late preseru'd them from that lowring day , In which the world and all therein was found , Besides the Arke were washt away and droun'd . And to the Iewes that were with Manna fed , Ouer the mountaines forty yeeres were led : Which in the Arabian vasty desarts weare , Tipe of our Church that God himselfe did reare , Out of affliction , hunger , heate and cold , O're hils and dales and highest mountaines rold , Vntill at length with wandring hither , thither , Like sheepe dispearst fould all at last together . When oft they murmur'd , much repin'd and grieu'd , Vntill their God their bodies had releeu'd , By sending Quailes more thick then any haile , Vpon their fields quite ouer hill and dale : And showring downe a pearely dew at neede , In shew much like to Coriander seede , Sixe dayes together did this Manna fall , And in the seauenth was sent them none at all : But in the day before the Sabaoths Rest , Full twice so much as other dayes at least , They gathred vp , and till the morrow kept , In which they eat , and prayd to God ( and wept ) To pardon those which on that sacred day Durst seeke the fields to finde the same and play . But yet admit the holy Law be past , And that in Christ the same away be washt : Yet the Apostles instituted sure , A sacred day , a holy Rest and pure : The Church of God they planted well and watred , And but the day they onely chang'd and altred , In which the flocke they traind along and fed them , As God aboue in 's holy Spirit led them . And euer since the Christians kept that day , To heare the word , to come to Church and pray : For God is good , and wil be mockt of none , His glorious face the Saints behold alone . Paul the Apostle that was after cald , When Iesus Christ was in th' heauens instald : 1. Cor. 16. 13. Heb. 4. 9. Both with the word and holy Spirit annointed , The Christian Sabaoth in Gods Church appointed : To meete together , heare his voyce diuine , The Scriptures search , to trace them line by line ; To preach and pray , to lay vp for the poore , For all the Saints to open wide the doore . That sweete Disciple whom the Lord of life Ioh. 21. 7. 20. 33. More dearely loued , then any faithfull wife ( Which euer yet vpon the earth was bred ) Could seeme to shew vnto her spouse and head . The last of all more louing then the rest , Which lean'd at suppervpon Christ his brest , And stayd behind his holy Church to guide : His fellowes thought he should haue neuer dide . When by Domitians spightfull cruell word , Vit. Sanct. Ore all the world hot persecution stir'd : Though often times before he had scap'd the pawes , Of barbarous Tyrants , and their cursed Lawes . Liu'd still secure , as not afraid of fire , Sword , famine , murder , in their diuellish ire . Yet at the length , at his most damn'd command , Againe he 's caught , subiected to their hand ; And in a Tun of hot and scalding Oyle , He hurles his body ore the fire to boyle . But seeing that could do no good at all , Worse then a Diuell , most treacherously doth fall To stratagems , inhumane actions vile , To banish him in Pathmos wandring Ile , Mongst sauage beasts which lurke in euery bowre , With open mouth his body to deuoure . Where solitary in that vnked place , Christ Iesus shewd his glorious burnisht face , Reu. 1. 9. 10. 11. 13. 14. Whose feete like Brasse , and eyes as flames of fire ; Rauisht Iohns spirit , made his soule admire To see the Lord , which for our sins late dy'd . His Christian Sabaoth from the Iewes diuide , By that all powerfull sharpe two edged sword , His glorious holy milde Maiesticke word : His owne example to th' Apostles all , That on this day was euer seene to call , To come amongst them , and to shew his face , To distribute his goodnes and his grace . This great Apostle to heauens potent Prince , The Lords day he hath cald it euer since . T is writ i' th' Hebrews if the law be ceast , That to Gods people there remaines a Rest , Heb. 4 9. From sin to cease his holy name to praise , Together flocke , our meditations raise Aboue the clouds , to that commanding king , Which out of darknes did our sences bring . Disperst the Truth , and by his sacred might Plac'd all our thoughts w'thin the Gospels light . O let it neuer sinke within my brest , That to Gods people should remaine no Rest : But toyle and trauell painfull worke alway , And Hoddy Loddy , Topsie Turuy play . T is true they say , that Constantine the Great , First Emperour of all the Christian Seate : A learned , wise , religious Councell cald , First Nicene Counsell . Himselfe amongst them in his Robes instald , An Order set , abuses foule corrected : Reform'd the Church which Arrians infected , Establisht Peace , ador'd the Royall Law ; Made Penalties to keepe them more in awe . Iam. 2. 8. And by his power as head of all the Earth , Christs gouernment was now but in her birth : According to the word and Scriptures pure , Confirm'd our Sabaoth euer to endure . In euery Age since first the world was made , God shew'd his iudgements on those men which wade Beyond the Truth , prophanely still deuise To breake his Rest , and publish wicked lies . As for example , though I could produce A multitude , that none might plead excuse ( Before his Iustice ) at that dreadfull barre , For leading others in a maze so farre . And yet of them , but three in all I le cite , As fitting to the times wherein I write : To shew how God hath euer hated , curst , The very place that Sabaoth breakers nurst . The ancient Iewes which in Arabia walked Exod. 13. 16. Before the Law , when God with Moses talked , And bad him warne the people all , that none Should dare to gather ( euery one alone ) More then a Omer of that blessed food Which fell from heauen vnto their soueraigne good . And in the day before the Sabaoths rest , Two Omers full ( as is before exprest ) Should then be gathered , rosted , bak'd and sod , But in the rest minde nothing else but God . How hath that food releeu'd the lingring mind , Of those his people , whom true loue did bind In awfull feare , diuinely wondrous fed , And onely in the light of nature led ? Those which abusde his sacred Rest and grace , How did it then infect the aire and place With putrifaction , loathsome , deadly , ranke , In noy some manner ore the earth it stanke , Vntill such time that God aboue did please , To cleare the aire and send them better ease : Causde all that was so lewd prophanely got , To wast , dissolue , consume away and rot . The next example , of his iudgements great , Was in those daies that Babylon did beate The chosen people , and the holy Nation , Ier. 17 : 21. to the last . With such a scourge , as since the worlds foundation , Was neuer heard as yet in any land ; To feele the weight of his most heauy hand : For prophanation of his sacred Day , In carrying burdens , toyling worke , and play In reuell rout , and such phantasticke sport ; Eu'n from the greater to the meaner sort . All run from Church to damn'd offences foule , Neglecting still the danger of their soule . But God aboue although he often mand , Their chosen Hoast by his victorious hand , Brought them from Aegypt through the red seas waue ▪ When mighty Neptune fomes aloft and raues : And in despight of enuious Fortunes fate , Great powerfull riuals and their deadly hate , Led them at length with al their ventrous hoast , And plast their feete vpon the promist coast . Yet for their foule abusing of his rest , In all those things which are aboue exprest , He sends the Plague , pale Famine , Sword and Fire , Ier. 52. 67 Fowre furious foes to execute his Ire , Raz'd downe their walls their temple desolated , Their City sack't and Land depopulated : That for the space of threescore yeeres and ten , It lay vntild , and had her rest as then . O holy God , was euer thing more plaine Then these thy iudgements on thy flock againe , 2. Chr. 36. 21 Vpon thy land ? what stony heart but feares , To giue them now a Sabbaoth iust of yeares , For all their foule abuses , wicked , lewd , As in my worke shall more at large be shew'd . The third example of his wrathfull frowne , Was lately shew'd vpon Geneua towne : The Imperiall goodly Christian City chast , R ▪ Iohnson Within the Duke of Sauoyes country plast , Whose people wise , religious , sober , true , Not giuen to wine with drunken Bacchus crue : Nor to those foule abuses which abounds , Within our land , and ore the earth now sounds ; But euer beene of ciuill chast behauiour ▪ Neate in attire , and of a comely fauour : Soe decent in the actions which they wrought , That euery man which saw their citty thought , Ierusalem before it was abated , Had beene deuinely to that place translated . And yet these men which haue the rest outstript , In one thing still themselues haue ouerslipt , Vpon Gods rest , his sacred Sabbaoth Day , To shoote in Guns about the fields and play ; Vntill a custome in a lawfull pleasure , Vpon that day grew far beyond all measure : So that their Churchmen , reuerent Preachers graue , Let them alone carelesse their soules to saue . But God aboue to shew his anger iust , Vpon these people for their lawlesse lust , In violating of his sacred rest , A fury sent their country to moiest : Fierce horrid warre now thunders on their land , The Pope , the Spaniard , and the French King stand , All link't alike , to vndermine her wall , Expecting thus a conquest by her fall . Alas ( Geneua ) how art thou beset , With three such foes as in Europa yèt , Were neuer knowne so strongly to combine , To sack a towne , extracted from their line ? What can thy shooting in those Guns auaile , If God for sakes thee , how thy foes preuaile ? Weakens thy strength , abateth much thy store , Mewes vp thy Campe , and makes thee extreame poore , Ransackes thy Country all thy land belurches , And brings thee now to be relieu'd in Churches . These eyes of ours haue seene the worst and best , And iudgement past for breaking of his rest . That Antechrist which in the scriptures pure , Is propheci'd to come amongst vs sure , Began to shew his cursed face on earth , Sixe hundred yeeres after the glorious birth , Of that sweete Babe the Man , God , Christ and King , Which came on earth , our soules to Heauen to bring , By the Alcoran on his Sabbaoth day : Discardeth quite all gaming , sports and play , Denounceth Iudgement on the heads of all ; Which on that day in those offences fall : And brands the Diuell an actor in all games , Voyd of Religion yet such sports he blames , As good for litle but to sweare , and cup , Fit Instruments to bring new quarrels vp . The parrable of Christ vpon the earth , Is of such weight , and glorious heauenly worth , Mat ▪ 13 ▪ 3. to 44. Which by the sea to multitudes he spake , What liuing man but at the same must wake , To see how God like to a husbandman , Works vp his ground as well as e're he can , Winnowes the seede , and sifteth euery graine , In hope at haruest by the same to gaine , But that the Diuelli'th instant followes hard , Whose cursed seede the goodly field hath mard ; Throwes round about as much as in him dares , In euery place to sowe his wicked tares . How can we thinke to scape Gods Iudgementiust , Fond men ( alas ) that are but earthly dust : Weake silly wormes when he shall on vs lowre , Then are we but a Winters withered flowre , That such conceits within our hearts should lurke , To tempt his loue , examine thus his worke , And what himselfe from heauen aboue hath taught , To sleight it ore , and hold it idle naught . Although most true in Paradise at first , His owne example hath the Sabaoth nurst , The Patriarcks and all the holy men , Before the law obseru'd their Restas then : And his command to keepe vs more from sinning , Hath a Memento in the first beginning , The heathen men euen from the worst to best , In euery age still kept a seemely Rest , And all the Saints , Apostles , men , and Martyrs , Throughout the world , in all her vtmost quarters , The generall counsells , learned fathers graue , Those God aboue elected hath to saue , The greatest Kings , and noblest personages , Throughout the world , in all her former ages , The fearefull iudgements , on that holy Land , Which he did plant against all foes to stand , The Lord of life , Christ Iesus on the earth , ( Then all before we prize him better worth , ) Ordain'd himselfe our Rest vpon this day , To come to Church , to heare the Word and pray , Yet we contemne and not respect the least , But others leade to breake the Sabaoths rest . Grant heauenly God that euer more my heart , May vpright be , and from thee neuer start , But that my soule the purest of my thought , May be with loue , like to an Anuill wrought , To make a conscience of thy sacred day , To reade thy word , within the Church to pray , That all my life vntill my glasse be run : Be not offensiue to thy deerest Son , Which sits triumphant farre aboue the skies , Grant that I may behold him with mine eyes , And when I shall appeare before thy face , Then may I find thy mercy goodnes , grace , And not thy Iustice for offenses past , But let thy Loue be euer on me cast : Euen in the day that some men dreame of least , Place him betwixr vs , giue my soule her Rest . And yet great God , thou hast not so restraind Our liberty , but that thou hast ordaind , 1 ▪ Cor. 10. 31. 1. Pet ▪ 4. 11. At vacant times from serious meditations , To ease our selues in honest recreations , Such that all others to no vice allure , Nor in our minds shall adde a thought impure : But that our sports , our actions , and our playes , May prayse thy name the Rest of all our dayes . The Puritant , he is againe as nice As these vnciuill in their clamorous vice , 1. Cor. 6. 12. 2. Cor. 3. 13. 17 Gal. 3. 11. Gal. 2. 14. 16. 17. That all the weeke with superstition fed , To good conceits of others scarce are led : Adopted sons , elected brethren wise , To thinke all damn'd beside their sect precise : Pure hypocrite vnder a formall cloke , That on Gods Rest must draw the Iewish yoke , And walke to Church as if his steps he told , To make no fire but sup his broath vp cold : And many things which if I here should tell : I might too long vpon the matter dwell . But whither is my Muse transported now , Beyond her compasse farre away ▪ and how Comes it to passe that she hath rambled thus About the earth these questions to discusse , In euery Age her sacred holy Rimes , To walke along descending to our times , And taxe the world of vnbeseeming playes , To reprehend the abuses of these dayes . And all this while is Adam still alone In Paradise , and company hath none , Vnlesse somtimes God comes himselfe , and sallies ? Before his eyes within those pleasant Allies . Simile . Then is he glad , his heart doth leape for ioy , He runs and skips much like a little boy That goes to schoole , al weary at his booke , Is glad to peeke in euery bush and looke ( With those his fellowes ) for some bird or nest , Their company his mind still pleaseth best . So art thou Adam when thou art all alone , Then dost thou grieue , complaine , and make thy mone Vnto the Earth , the Aire , the Winds and trees , But God aboue thy present want that sees , Comes downe himselfe to giue thee all content , One of thy ribs out of thy body rent , And made a creature of such wondrous fame , That heauen and earth haue since admird the same . To be thy sollace in his absence pure , And glad thy heart , binding thy loue more sure , To him at first without thine owne direction , Gaue thee a Phenix of such rare perfection . Simile . So sweete an eye , and pretty pleasing looke , Like Adamant and glittring sugred hooke . She drawes thy loue to mind her speeches more , Then God himselfe that gaue thee her in store . Now art thou compleat ( Adam ) all beside May not compare to this thy louely bride , Whose radiant tresse in siluer rayes to waue , Before thy face so sweet a choyce to haue , Of so diuine and admirable mould , More daintier farre then is the purest gold , And all the Iewels on the earth are borne , With those rich treasures which this world adorne . Though God at first this earth for thee hath made , The creatures all at thy command to trade : The Sunne and Moone ordaind to be thy light , The Stars and all vnto their vtmost might , The world it selfe and Paradise the place , Where still his loue hath euer giuen thee grace : Yet all of them compar'd in euery part , Cannot content and satisfie thy heart , Vntill thy God euen with his sacred Rest , Had giuen thee this to make thee perfect blest . For presuppose as then thou stoodst before , Though all the world thou hadst in ample store , Plenty of wealth and gold at thy command , And all the creatures in the earth to stand , Before thy face subiected to thy will , And thou the Lord of Paradise yet still . No man besides which dare oppose thy power , Hem'd in with Angels in that sacred tower , And God himselfe within that holy place , Vnmaskt his browes to shew his glorious face : Yet at the best that euer wit can scan , Thou leadst thy life but like a single man . But now thy God hath perfect made thy state , Linck't thee in marriage with so choyce a mate , Himselfe the Priest which brought her to thy hand , And knit the knot that euer more must stand , Ring'd her with vertue , glorious beauty chaste , Vpon thy selfe and no man else to waste , Made her the Tipe our sences all to rouse , Of Christ himselfe , and of the Church his Spouse : And charg'd the Angels for thy fence and guard , Of nothing now , but one thing thou art bard . As the two lights within the Firmament , simile . So hath thy God his glory to thee lent , Compoz'd thy body exquisite and rare , That all his works cannot to thee compare , Like his owne Image , drawne thy shape diuine , With curious Pencill shadowed forth thy line : Within thy Nosthrils blowne his holy breath , Impal'd thy head with that inspiring wreath , Which binds thy front , and eleuates thine eyes , To mount his throne aboue the lofty skyes , Summons his Angels in their winged order , About thy browes to be a sacred border : Giues them in charge to honour this his frame , All to admire , and wonder at the same . But Lucifer that soard aboue the skye , And thought himselfe to equall God on high , Enuies thy fortune , and thy glorious birth , Wis. 2. 24. In being fram'd but of the basest earth , Himselfe compacted of pesteferous fire , Assumes a Snake to execute his ire , Windes him within that winding crawling beast , And enters first whereas thy strength was least . Damn'd wicked Diuell what made thee thus to spight , Our grandame Eue and holy Adams Right , What hurt haue they or either of them said , That thou a trap and secret snare hast laid ? To bane their youth and vndermine their wall , To gaine a curse vpon their wofull fall : Thy false proceedings in thy actions best , How doth the world thy cunning sleights detest ? Which since that time in many ages past , In euery corner of the earth are cast , How hast thou mallist one that hurt thee not ? When all thy enuy vpon Iob was shot , Transforming thus thy cursed scourge and rod , Iob. 16. Into the shape iust of the child of God . At other times thy nimblenesse and slight , Ephe. 2. 2. Rom. 12. 7. 9. Aboue the clouds will be an Angell bright , And through the aire close in a fiery Waggon , Thou l't sometimes mount as monstrous as a Dragon , And when thou list thou any shape canst take , Euen from an Angell to an vgly Snake . The fowre maine wheeles on which thy cart doth moue , Are Rauin , Lust , and want of grace and loue , The sable horses which thy charriot led , Haue beene at Rome or else neere Tiber bred , For first Ambition with a lofty pace , Then cursed Enuy with a pale leane face , And Cruelty that tramples best in bloud , The next is Guile which neuer yet did good , Appostacy that will his faith renounce , A stony heart by all of these will bounce , The Coachmen which do driue them with their rod , Are treason oft and want of feare of God . In these and such like shapes thou lyest in waight , Mat. 4. 1 to the 12. To gull the world as with a poysoned baight , That being tane mans vitall life straight baines , Infects his bloud , and runs through all his vaines , And as thou art , dost cozen lye and lurch , Transform'd sometimes into a man i' th Church , Mar. 8. 33. Vnder that holy habit , maske , and guise , Thou setst abroach thy cancred venom'd lyes .

And thus thou camstvnto our grandame Eue , Gen. 3. 1. And as a Diuell into her thoughts dost diue , Seeming a Serpent crawling on thy brest , Much like a simple foule mishapen beast , simile . Iust in the midst of all the garden faire , Thou singlest forth , the happy blessed paire . And watching Time , when Adam stept aside , Euen but a little from his louely Bride , To pluck perhaps a Nut vpon the Trees , Or get a combe amongst the hony Bees : Or some such thing to giue his welcome Spouse , Euen iust to Eue thou dost thy body rouse , And questions with her , of much idle prattle , As women they delight to talke and tattle , What they may not , and what it is they eate , And what is best , within that pleasing seate , What Tree it is that was to them forbidden , They dare not eate , for feare they may be chidden . Then Eue againe , which thought no hurt at all , Or once suspect the venome of thy gall , As a kind woman full of pleasing loue , Told thee indeede that God in heauen aboue , Had licenst them to eate of euery Tree , Beast fish and foule , with all that they can see , Within the compasse of the spacious aire , And that were liuing in the garden faire : Only the tree that was before their eyes , They might not touch and taste in any wise , For in the day that they thereof should eate , Their God in Heauen would both their bodies beate , Plague them with paine , and punishment extreame , Subiect to Sicknesse , Choller , Pangs , and Phleame , Casheire them both out of that louely place , To dye a deathin miserable case . But thou againe that euer didst deuise , In nothing else but execrable lies , Straight told the woman that they need not feare , To eate the fruite that pleasant tree did beare : For in the day that they should thereof eate , The Gods themselues they would indeed defeate . Attaine much knowledge , farre aboue mans reach , And all the Gods in many things would teach . To thinke of death they need not feare at all , For why , their eyes should opened be withall : The goodly fruite would breed this wondrous ods , Neuer to die , but euer liue as Gods . O cursed , damned , execrable Diuell , Delighting best in that thing which is euill ! What made thee now thy banefull speech to blow , Out of that canckred venom'd mouth below ? Thus to entice by thy allurements working , Within so slie an vgly creature lurking . That Eue must reach , and in her hand to grapple So faire a fatall curst bewitching Apple : And not content herselfe thereof to eate , But reacht another as a daintie meate ; And in her sweet delightfull louely hands , Runs to her Lord , where all alone he stands Plaining and grieuing that he her had mist , Takes her in 's armes , and both together kist . Then she began ( in smiling wanton sort ) To shew that Apple , which before in sport She late had taken from that fatall tree , The better now to make her eyes to see ▪ And in the hands of her beloued Lord ▪ The same she put , according to her word , And milde perswasions , gentle speeches plaine , In hope much knowledge by the same to gaine . The gawdy lookes and curious pleasing sight , She takes the same and so of it doth bite . Oh curst , oh cruell , wofull , fearefull deed , What hast thou done now Adam to thy seed ? Baind all thy of-spring in thy folly nurst , And left them all still to this day accurst . What canst thou be euen at thy very best , But little better then the vilest beast ? How is thy sight ( which thought to pierce the skies ) Dazl'd and dimd oft times in both thine eyes , Before thou canst to fiftie yeares attaine , Diseases , Rhumes , do in the same remaine ? Out of thy head such slimy stuffe doth fall , That oftentimes thou canst not see at all . What hath thy knowledge purchast to thy race ? Thy nakednesse thou feest before thy face . The thorny Brambles all thy skin beschratches , Now thou canst tell to make a woman breaches . How hath the fruite yet to this day amaz'd The wandring minds of curious men that gaz'd , So farre aboue the top of that same tree , That still the wood for trees they cannot see ? In euery corner of this spatious ball , To name the tree that thus made Adam fall . Alas , weakeman ; what can it do thee good To know the tree that thus hath baind thy blood ? What can the sight of that all dismall fruite , But discontent , and make thee much more bruite ? Thou feest the world in wandring strange opinions , And euery land within her owne dominions , Still to this day maintaining errours plaine , To tell the fruite that thus themselues did baine . The Iewes this day , that Cabalists are cald , Rich Epit. de Talmud . The highest Rabbies in their art instald : They still affirme , and for a truth do tell , That Adams sinne ( when first from God he fell ) Was nothing but the sweet delicious wine , Extracted from the sprawling crawling Vine , That all Eues faults and foule offensiue skapes , Was nothing but the wringing forth of grapes : Within her hand vnto her husband deere , That supt it vp in stead of wholesome beere , The which no sooner had the braines assaild , But that his wit and memory both faild : His senses drown'd with such a sottish feast , God comes himselfe and finds him like a beast . The Sarazens , and all the Turkes this day , Bosk ▪ ara coeli ▪ lib. 5. c. 4. & Alcar●n . From Mahomet in euery age do say , The fruite that Eue and Adam both did eate , Was but an Eare of perfect Indian Wheate , Which Adam pluckt and rubd it in his hand , Smiling on Euah that hard by did stand . Two graines whereof he did vnto her giue , Eate two himselfe to make him euer liue . And that remaind which was but one in all , Away he tooke out of the garden wall , And farre in India where he rambled long , The desert fields and sauage beasts among : This as the cause ( mayn obiect ) of his shame , He hid i'th'ground , and that brought forth the same . The Southerne people , and the Indian Bold , Do still affirme and oftentimes haue told , That neere to Indus and braue Ganges streame , Which yeeld all sorts of excellent fish and breame : Is to be seene a gallant tree this day , Vnder whose shade a thousand men may play . The fruite thereof not very pleasant pure , But as it is , it will long time endure , Much like to Oliues both in shape and taste : The Indian birds this famous figge doth waste , That on this tree doth grow the very meate , And onely foode which Eue and Adam eate . The antient Iew and Arabian borne , They still do thinke that Adam well might scorne To taste the fruite that growes on Ganges shore , The which but late I told you of before , And that more like and probable it is : If that their iudgements do not erre amis , The dainty tree that in their country growes , And twice a yeare his pleasant fruite that showes , Yeelding a fragrant and a louely sent , If but the same be either crusht or rent : A Cucumber much like it is in shew , Of pleasing tast , and sweet delightfull hew . If with a knife the fruite in two you reaue , A perfect crosse you shall therein perceaue : The spatious leaues are full a fadome long ▪ In breadth three spans , that I may do it wrong , If in this place their errour I should blame , But much admire and wonder at the same , By which the Christians in those parts that dwell , Perswaded are , and for a truth it tell : That this indeed was that delitious fruite Which Eue brought Adam : whose inticing suite , The Opall colour and perfumed sent , Made him do that which all of vs repent . And other countryes in their rouing sits , Their lofty , prowd , and high aspiring wits , Haue labourd much vpon this point to write , To shew the fruite that Adam ill did bite . As though themselues in Paradise had beene , And at the first the very tree had seene , That bare this cursed euer dismall fruite , Which make our soules still to this day to ruite : Let them seeke still to find the same and mone , I le sit me downe and let them all alone . And yet the place I must not thus forget , Wherein at first our parents both were set : Whose glorious worth and euer during fame , Gen. 28. These rurall lines can but obscure the same . Oh Paradise , where is thy louely seate ? Whilome so famous , wondrous , rich , and neate ; That all the stately buildings , curious things , And goodly prospects , of the greatest kings : The pompe and pleasures various decking rare , In all the world cannot to thee compare . The Lords of these haue still in euery age , As carryed in their holy furious rage , Aduentured forth with admiration , grace , But to behold thy ancient sacred face , And none of them as yet haue euer found , Or came in sight of thy most heauenly ground : Which farre in Eden in the orient lies , Vnfit for man to see with sinfull eyes . Some men there be which are perswaded plaine , Papistes Bellermine : and others . That reall place doth to this day remaine : Where holy Enoch , deare Elias pure , And Iohn the Saint , shall till doomes day endure , In far more pleasures then can be exprest , Their bodies liuing with their soules at rest , Transported safe within that sacred wall , But in what climate of this spacious Ball , The same should be , far in the aire haue gaz'd , Their learning , knowledge , wits , and all amaz'd , The goodly Region in the Sirian land , Esay . 7 3. Iulian Tzet ad ●uo pag. 100 Hier●com . in Eze. lib. 8 Is thought the place wherein the same did stand , Where rich Damascus at this day is built , And Habels bloud by Caine was after spilt : The wondrous beauty of whose fruitfull ground , The great content which some therein haue found , The sweete encrease of that delightfull soile , Yeelding a world with little care and toile , The dammaske Roses , and the fragrant flowers , The louely fields , and pleasant arbour'd bowers , And euery thing that in aboundance breede , Haue made some thinke this was the place indeede , Where God at first did on the earth abide , With holy Adam and his louely Bride . And some there be that in the Orient waded , Barbasa ▪ Which to this day are certainely perswaded , The goodly land that farre in India lies , Whose rich renowne through all the world now flyes , Vnder the Line and famous Zeilan call'd , On euery side with mighty Neptune wal'd , May be the place where first our Parents stai'd , The earth it selfe with all heauens gifts arai'd . Besides the treasures of that pleasant land , Linschotten An Corsali ▪ The fruitfull regions in the same which stand , The goodly riuers and braue mounting hills , Sweete temperate aire on euery side that fills , The downy plaines with such a fragrant smell , As winged fame vnto our eares doth tell : The spicy Trees , and braue delightfull flowers , The dainty walkes , and guilt aspiring towers , And all things else that man can well desire , Or discontent of nature may require : Long life of dayes , plenty of cates and cheere , All which she powers as on her daling deere , Within her lap hath plaste a wonder strange , For euery man which to that place shall range ; Perswading all that euer saw the same , That Eue and Adam forth from thence first came . Iust the midst of this delicious land , Within the center of the same doth stand A lofty mount , whose top doth pierce the skies , And round about on euery side there lies The goodliest plaine which euer man beheld ▪ That foure foote deepe with water fresh is fild , And eighteene miles in bredth the same is ouer , Simile . Much like the Sea , from Calis strand to Douer . Vpon the top of this admired hill , Maffrus . lib. 5. Stands yet a Table fixed firmely still , Of sollid stone that long time there hath beene , In which the forme of Adams foote is seene , The Mores beleeuing , that that stamp and print Was first by him indented on the flint , The mount it selfe Piramid like is built ; Vpon whose top are stately buildings guilt : Plenty of wealth , of rarest iewels store , The height thereof full twenty miles and more , The people all on euery side which dwell , Haue still affirm'd , and for a truth doe tell , That this indeede was Paradise at first , Whose fatall fruit made all of vs accurst . And to this day hath superstition led , Vertoman ▪ lib. 3. Chap. 4 A world of Pilgrims , with blind errour fed , By Mahomet , that antechristian beast , Which Paradise plaste in the radiant east , Whose fond conceits of this religious place , Made some men come three thousand miles apace : With great deuotion , extreme labour , paine , To wash their sins within this miry plaine , Thinking the water in this vally lies , Distil'd at first from Eue and Adams eyes ; When great with griefe , and far surcharg'd with teares , They shed so much as all the ground heere beares : In woe bewayling of their wilfull sins , The ioyfull end where true content begins . From sin first wash't , then vp the hill they clime , With labours great , in prayers spend their time , And sacrifize to Mauors God their fill , Which plaste their feete vpon this holy hill , Though their mistakings may be wail'd and blam'd , Yet Adams hill , the lofty mount is nam'd . And that which better may confirme their hope , That this indeede vnder heauens starry cope , Of all the earth may be the likeliest place , Where Adam first receiu'd his great disgrace : Not farre from hence is seene a flaming hill , Of euery man cald Balananus still , Which sends forth smoake and hideous brands of fire , Threatning the clowds and elements to tire : Much like the sword the tree of life did guard , As if with heauen the earth and all it ward . This makes them thinke confirmes their fancies more Then all the rest I told you of before . But if in India on this famous mount , Adam at first receiued his sacred count , And so from thence his fruitfull spawne at last , Vpon the face of all the earth are cast . What may we thinke of that renowned hill , Whose matchlesse fame full all the world doth fill : Within the midst of Ethiopia fram'd , In Africa and Amara still man'd , Where all the Gods may sit them downe and dine , Iust in the East , and vnderneath the line . Pomona , Ceres , Venus , Iuno , chast , And all the rest their eyes haue euer cast Vpon this place so beautifull and neate , Of all the earth to make it still their seate : A christall riuer downe to Nilus purl'd , Wonder of Nature , Glory of this world . Deere Amara , thy amorous name doth cite My lowly pen thy lofty prayse to write . If all the world and all therein were mine , All were to weake to match themselues with thine . In all the earth , and all the rest to loose , Thy seat to loue instead of all I de choose . There are the Temples couered all with guilt , The Pallaces , and glorious buildings built , A Library so famous rich and round , As that the like on earth was neuer found . There are the Muses and the learned Nymphes , The royall issue , and the best borne Imppes : The seed of kings vpon thy body nurst , The Preet himselfe kept long within the first . Admired mount , how hast thou in all ages Beene still renownde for rarest personages , Thy treasures rich beyond compare that lyes , Within thy wals may dazle both mine eyes . Two famous Queenes in Maiesty and grace , With Lawrell boughs haue much adornd thy face , As if themselues with Nature did combine , To wreath thy browes with sacred worke diuine . The first of those was faire Magueda cald , Braue gallant Queene within thy towre instald : 1. King . 10. to 11. That let the rest and wenther selfe to see , 2. Chro. 9. 1. If Salomon could well compare with thee . But when she saw , and glutted had her eye , With sight of that which farre and wide did flye : Alone she leaues his glorious Temple guilt , His stately Court , and all that ere he built . His pleasant land , and curious deckings fine , As all not worth for to compare with thine . And so returnes within short space againe , Within thy wals a royall Queene to raigne : Gods true Religion in those dayes profest , Away she brought and plac't it in thy brest . The other Queene that hath adornd thy browes , With Lawrell crowne of sacred Christian bowes , Act , 8. 27. Was Candace great Empresse of such fame , As Enuy still cannot obscure her name , When Indica her loyall Eunuch went To Iewry land vpon Ambassage sent : Homewards returning on his weary way , In Pilgrymage straight forced was to stay By God himselfe , which by the faithfull bide , And Philip sent to be his onely guide . O matchlesse Queene , braue pearle of women kind , Renowned fame shall thy chast temples bind , Which by thy meanes as old Records yet sayth , Conuerted all vnto the Christian faith : Baptized thy selfe within that sacred fount , Which stands still firme vpon thy holy mount : And in that Church whereas the God of loue Descended downe in shape of flaming Doue . All sacred hill , how can I choose but wonder , To see the God of lightning flames , and thunder , That rends the rockes , and all to powder pashes The sturdy mounts with sudden sulphery flashes ! Descend himselfe vpon thy glorious head , When all thy Princes were baptiz'd and fed . With that true Manna that from heauen was showred , When Christ his bloud vpon thy browes was powred : Within that Temple of immortall fame , That till doomes dayes shall euer beare his name , And which before his dearest bloud was spilt . Vnto the Son was consecrate and built . O Amara which thus hast beene beloued , Still to this day thy foote was neuer moued : But in the heat of most tempestuous warres , God hem'd thee in with strong vnconquered barres . Protected safe , and kept thy feet vpright , Against the world , the flesh , and all to fight . No maruell then since man at first was humbled Vpon thy head hath falne himselfe and stumbled , In admiration of thy gifts diuine , When Nature , Arts the Gods and all combine , To cull thee out in farre aboundant measure ; And on thy browes to showre their dearest treasure . If in thy walls as some this day haue thought , Adam and Eue by God himselfe were brought , And plast secure in pleasures wondrous well , Till from thy top for wilfull sinne they fell . Some men againe more farre then these are wide , Whose large conceits in Eden cannot bide : Fond , franticke men the sacred truth to reach , And Paradise ore all the world to streach . Wolfangus . Wissenburg . Soropius . Vadianus . The land of Eden of that spatious worth , To thinke it went quite ouer all the earth . The lofty wals which hem'd the same in round , To be the Spheres that in their vtmost bound . On euery side about the world do passe , And seeme to vs much like a wall of Brasse . The flaming Sword that guards the tree of life From sinfull Adam and his likorish wife , Haue presupposd in all the world alone , To be the hot and horrid burning Zoane , That mans exile by cursed enuious fate , Was nothing but the changing of his state ; When at the first from God aboue he fell , To be entombd within the graue and hell . In ancient times when people were besotted , Patricius van 10 , lib. 20. Not in that vice which some of vs vs call potted , But in blind errour of the heauenly light , Till God by Christ enlightned had their sight , Perswaded were that Paradise at first , In which old Eue and Adam both were nurst , A reall place vpon this earth was set , Vntill for sin the world it selfe was wet : With such a shower on euery side and round , That all therein were quite consum'd and drownd . Then Paradise his owne peculiar seate , Gen. 7. 1. To Thelaste . A pleasant place , delightfull , sweete , and neate , For feare the floud which o're the earth did flow , When Noahs Arke did on the waters row , Should ruinate the goodly sacred place , And bring the walls iust in the selfe same ease , That Henoch City in those dayes was found , When all the world , and all therein was drown'd : Transported it within a instant quite , Far from the earth , and reach of this our sight , And plaste the same euen in a moment soone , Within the circle of the lofty Moone . And some there be as far as Rome haue rambled , The Manichees origen . Rom. familestes ad Renegaoes . Which back againe , for want of meanes haue ambled , Like vgly Bat the monster of his kind , That vice can see , but yet to goodnesse blind ; Happy were we when first they ran from hence , Casting a mist vpon the Scriptures sence , To thinke the place where Adam first did fall , Was but a tale , and no such place at all , That holy Moses in his sacred worke , Hath little true but only fictions lurke . Damn'd wicked man , the child of vnbeliefe , Esa. 33. 15 , 16 , 17. The Word distrust , and thus to play the thiefe , Gods Church to rob , his chosen flock to fleece , The truth to blur , and heere to pick a peece ; Wringing the same ▪ or as we vse to squeese , A Sponge with water or such kind of Leese : Simile . The Scriptures true , and heauenly Hebrew Story , Conuerting all into an allegory . Thou soarest high , heere is thy lofty flight , Gen. 2. 8. 2. King ▪ 19. 12 ▪ False hearted Rome , which canst not see the light That shineth cleere , within the Scripture lyes , The truth it selfe hath bleared both thine eyes : Like to the Bird thou beareth in thy crest , That seldome times vpon the earth can rest , But mounts aloft with proud aspiring wings . Simile . The Eagle . Till base desires downe to the ground him brings , As if the light he could no more endure , But falls and stoopes vnto a carrion lure . The Sodomites which in the dayes of Lot , About the walls where groaping very hot , Gen. 19. 11. To find the Angels that his house possest , Till fearefull blindnesse stayd their course to rest , Were beaten downe with horrid sulphery smoke , That instantly their cursed breath did choke : Transform'd their townes in lesse then halfe an houre , When God but once vpon their vice did lowre ; With fire and brimstone strange vnwonted thunder , Of all the world the sad and fearefull wonder , Amazing all which at this day behold it : To see how God hath vp to nothing rold it . Made it a puddle and infectious sinke , Not fir for man once of her source to drinke . Euen so thy wilfull cursed vnbeliefe , Prophane abusing of the scriptures chiefe , Thy Sabaoth breaking , couetuousnesse and pride , With all the sins within the world beside , Haue made thee blind to find that louely place , Where Adam first was in his greatest grace : About the walls thou canst not find the dore , To come withinland view the plenteous store ; Thy braines confuz'd as in a maze are led , Darke vnbeliefe thy cloudy sence hath fed , The heauenly light thou canst not well discerne , From Sodome first to loose thy selfe dost learne , In all the earth that euer eye did see , How well these men we may compare to thee . But stay ; whilst they about the world are seeking , Paradise discribed . To find the Garden Adam had in keeping , My sacred Muse with lofty nimble flight , On Paradise the place it selfe doth light : From Rome transported tyrant of the west : To Nimrods Tower within the orient east , Neere Eden plaste within Assiria land , On Euphrates and Tygris goodly strand , By Babilon first Empresse of the earth , Mother of Arts most glorious in her birth , Whose towring fame as Monarch of the world , Where golden flouds in siluer streames haue purld ; My sences wrapt in admirations wonder , To thinke how she hath all the world brought vnder , Making her seate the glory of her time , Franciscus . Iunius . Curtius . Plinui . Solinus . Braue star of Fortune , subiect of my Rime . Heere was the seate the likeliest place indeede , Where Ene at first did of the Apple feede , By learned iudgement of those worthy men , Whose high desart , fames lofty quill doth pen , Which far and neere about the world haue ventred , And but at last within her walls haue entred . O Paradise , that first our Parents stai'd , Ptol Geor. lib 65. chap. 20 strabo lib. 16 Vntill such time Gods will they disobay'd ; How far my pen doth of thy worth come vnder , Mirrour of earth , of all the world the wonder . Where sacred Thetis from her louely lap , Hath power'd her treasures , much inrich't thy hap , Which Euphrates and Tigris hath combin'd , Their Source deuided in foure parts , to winde About thy borders , as heauens dearest worke , Within thy bowels glide along and lurke ; Venting such Iewels as were neuer found , A welcome tribute to thy holy ground . Nature her selfe hath much impald thy head , plin. lib. 2 Chap. 1●6 And wreath'd thy browes as fortune hath her led , With such a ridge of rocky mountaines small , To hemme thee in as with a sacred wall , Vpon the top toward the east still there stands , A smoky hill which sends forth fiery brands , Gfburning oyle , from hels infernall deepe , Much like the sword the tree of life did keepe . Deuinest land the sunne hath euer seene , How fortunate thrice happy hast thou beene , To haue that God which fram'd the world and all , Frequent thy walkes before thy fearefull fall : Yet as thou art and as thou dost remaine , The totall earth on on euery side dost staine : Where can a man in all this world below , Find Bdelium that pleasant tree to grow , Whose fragrant branches , sweet delightfull fruite , And lofty height hath made my sences mute , The Onix stone and other things to bide , In all the earth scarce in one place beside . How is thy ground exceeding rich and faire ▪ A region seasoned with a temperate aire , Thy channels crawling full of golden Ore , The fruitful'st soile that e're the earth yet bore : Neptune himselfe with foure great riuers greeing , To deck the bosome which gaue Adam being , Vpon thy temples all their treasures powr'd , And all their wealth at once vpon thee showr'd . After the floud when all the world was kild , In Noahs time there man began to build , When hauing rambled in the sacred keele , About the world , on euery side did feele Thy fragrant scent so pleasing rich and neate , Of all the earth , to make thy Throne their seate . Heere was religion planted in her prime , The golden age and infancy of time , When mans worst actions like the Turtle Doue , In all the world was little else but loue : Deere Paradise , how famous was thy name ? When God himselfe erected first thy frame , Endude thy Land with such things in it set , As time for euer neuer can forget . The fabling Prayses of Elizium fields , The Turkes , Eutopia nothing to it yeelds , The Paradise of Romes fantastike braine , Is but a iest a little wealth to gaine , And Aladeules with his place of pleasure , Comes far behind and still is short of measure , Worth honor , grace , when brought into compar● With this so rich and glorious garden rare . The persian fancies of their heauenly land , In sight of this not able is to stand , The world it selfe and all that is therein , I could forsake that very place to win , And all the greatest Kingdomes euer found , But dung and trash to that most holy ground . The lofty walls were all of lasper built , Lin'd thick with gould , and couered rich with gui Like a quadrangle seated on a hill , With twelue braue gates the curious eye to fill , The sacred luster as the glistring Zoane , And euery gate fram'd of a seuerall stone : On stately columes reared by that hand , Which grau'd , the world and all that in it stand ; The Chalsedony , and the Iacinth pure , The Emrald greene , which euer will endure , The Sardonix , and purple Amethist , The Azurd burnish't Saphire is not mist , The Chrisolite , most glorious to behold , And Tophaze stone , which shines as beaten gold , The Chrisophrasus of admired worth , The Sardius , Berill seldome found on earth , The dores thereof of siluer'd Pearle most white , Do shew that none by wrong oppression might Be crost , by cunning , wringing , wresting guile , By wicked plodding in all actions vile , By foule offences like base enuy faste , Can passe the dores but those are pure and chaste . That sweete Disciple which the Gospell wrate , Reu. 21. 10. to ihe 6. verse of the 22. chap. And lent at supper , ( when Christ lesus sate ) Vpon the bosome of his Lord and King , He from the heauens this Paradise did bring , Perus'd the walls , and view'd the same within , Describ'd it largely all our loues to win . The christall riuer with the Tree of Life , Gods deerest lamb , and sacred Spouse his wife , The various fruits that in the garden growes , And all things else which in aboundance flowes : Hath rapt my sence to thinke how God at first , Fram'd all for Adam and his of-spring curst . To come within how can we but admire , Why should our minds to view the same a spire , It being sacred tipe of heauen it selfe , Our sinfull thoughts worse then the vilest pelfe , That all diuine by God himselfe first wrought , Aboue the Cloudes , and then by Angels brought , Simile . Like to an Infant in his timely birth , Into the Church , and plaste vpon this earth : The midwife there which did attend the same , Was deare Vrania that braue noble Dame , Whose glorious worth my weakenesse can't rehearse , Queene of the Muses , Soueraigne of my verse . But yet Vrania be not bold to pry , Into the secrets of this treasury , Lock't vp from vs and bard from all to enter , Where none but thee may without danger venter , Least thy great God thou tracest in thy step , Should from the Heauens downe on a sudden leap , As if from sleepe he had beene rowz'd and waked , And find thy selfe like Eue and Adam naked . Adam , what made thee fearefully to hide ? Entangled in the allurement of thy bride , Thy selfe from God , who by his sacred voyce , Amongst the Trees within the garden choyse ; Repayred now as oftentimes before , To recreate and view the various store , Euen in the coole and dawning of the day , The winds before him vshering of his way , Thinking to find as heeretofore he found , Thine innocency vpright , perfect , sound ; But contrary , thou lurkest in a bush , Vntill thy God did neere vnto thee rush , And starting of thee as thou then wast loth , He takes thy spouse and thee all naked both . Adam ( quoth God ) why dost thou hide thy face ? What is the cause thou art so poore and base ? That thou shouldst thus with simple shifts begin , Asham'd of me to couer now thy skin , How hast thou knowne in lesse then halfe an howre , To lurke so close within this secret bower , And sew those leaues to patch them so together , To hide thy shame and keepe thee from the weather ? The Tree of Knowledge in this pleasant seate , I do beleeue that thou thereof didst eate , Which ▪ I commanded on deaths dismall paine , Thou shouldst not touch the iewce thereof to gaine , Hast thou now eate of that delicious fruite . I am afraid thy of-spring all will rue it . O heauenly God ( then Adam answered straite ) Gen ▪ 3. 12. I was intrapt with such a pleasing baite , That made my reason , sense , and all to yeeld ; My strength but weake within so strong a field : For why , the woman which thou gauest me , A helpe most meete and comfort sweet to be . Shee of that tree did plucke but one in all , And brought it to me as a sacred ball : The sight whereof by her perswasion moued , Whom more then gold and all the world I loued . Straight in my armes began for to embrace , And she intreating with her smiling face , Gaue me that Apple in her louely hand , Which makes me thus before thy sight to stand , All naked , poore , lamenting of my fall , As loath to speake when thou at first didst call . She , she it was which gaue me of that meate , By her intisements onely I did eate . If I haue broke thy holy heauenly lawes , Blame her ( not me ) for being first the cause ? Then God ( againe ) vnto the woman sayd , Why hast thou thus most treacherously betrayd Thy louing husband and thy darling deare , Whom to displease thou oughtst in conscience feare ? He is thy head , thy Soueraigne , Lord , and King , Why dost thou thus his feete in bondage bring , Insnaring him , thy selfe and Issue all , In wofull danger of your soules to fall ? Sweet God ( quoth she ) a foule mishapen beast , The vgly Serpent crawling on his breast , When but a little that I stept a side , From my deare husbands best beloued side : A goodly fruite presented to my view , That in the midst of all the garden grew : Perswaded much the onely taste of it , Would farre increase my simple womans wit : The touch thereof would sight and knowledge giue , Neuer to die , but still as Gods to liue ▪ By which inticements snared in his trap , He shakt the tree , and vp I held my lap : That Plumme alone which fell into the same , I kept it safe , and to my husband came . But yet before his presence well I saw , Not thinking once of thine eternall Law . By fresh allurement of that Snaky wite , I viewd the same , and so of it did bite . The which when as that I the deed had done , Away he crawles , and leaues me all alone : Mine eyes i'th'instant wofully did see The murraine Elfe had first beguiled me . Like to a Mouse not farre off from her muse , So is a woman sild without exscuse . Simile ▪ When on a sudden God himselfe descends , The winged clowds on euery side he rends : All foggy mists of darkesome errours quite , He doth disperse and brings the Truth to light . That all the world his Wisedome may admire , To see how soone he finds the diuell a lyer . Iustice her selfe with grim and frowning eyes , Iustitiae descriptio . Descendeth downe beneath the lofty skyes : That euer lowres and holdeth in her hand A paire of Scales to weigh both sea and land ▪ The secret actions infinite to name , Which euer yet were hatcht vpon the same . But at her backe there oftentimes attends , Misericordiae discriptio ▪ A noble Dame to many a one that bends : Of smiling cheere and sweet delightfull face , Borne of the Muses in their royall Race . Whose siluer tresses as heauens glorious Queene , The goodliest creature euer eye hath seene : In all her robes she sits at Gods right hand , Descends to some , but by his side doth stand . In secret corners of the heart she lurkes , Gods Mercies great are farre beyond his Workes : In heauen and earth , and all that in them are , None may come neere , much lesse to her compare . Alone she sits , and sendeth Iustice downe To God himselfe , that in a sacred frowne Summons the Serpent to appeare in place , Whose accusation layd before his face , Without demurre and wresting of the Law , His heinous crime before his eyes he saw , And standeth mute without exscuse at all , When God aboue to iudgement once doth fall . Accursed diuell , thrise damn'd is all thy race , Thy wicked plots and secret actions base : Gen. 3. 14. What made thee winde within this winding Snake , The shape of Serpent in thy mind to take ? Why hast thou sat on Adams sacred skirt , To harme a man which neuer did thee hurt : And wrong a woman with mischieuous guile , By enuious plodding in a deed so vile ? Could it not serue that first thou wentest about To scale my throane , from heauen to shut me out ? But this my worke ▪ which more I did admire Then all the Angels fram'd of burnisht fire : The heauenly lights and all that euer were , Within the compasse of the spatious aire . The man himselfe in whom I tooke delight ; Plac't him in Eden by my powerfull might . That thou shoulst thus with all the diuels combine , In spight to me his person vndermine . To creepe to Eue as if she were thy Ant , And fawne on others like a Puritant . What hast thou got for all thy villany ? A beast thou liu'st , worse then a beast thou 'lt dye . And yet not die , for euerduring paine , ( For this thy treason ) shalt be sure to gaine . The fire of my iust wrath will make thee gurne , As burning Brasse thy bowels scorcht shall burne . Simile . The worme of Conscience shall torment thee euer , And like a Vulture ▪ feed vpon thy Liuer . Simile ▪ That still in death , a horrid fearefull smart , Shalt dying liue , to ouerloade thy heart . Grinde all to powder thy damn'd wicked rout , With coales of fire , which neuer shall go out . Thy tongue shall be a sure and certaine token , How false to woman thy curst mouth hath spoken ; For in the same a forked sting shall be , That after times may still thy enuy see : And all her race shall thee torment and vexe , And thou againe shalt skare her fearefull Sexe , Lurking in dens and secret holes obscure , To trap the iust with banefull breath impure . Thy hide bepainted with a peckled varnish , Thy venom'd carkasse in thy pride shall barnish : An vgly creature shalt thou be vncouth , Thy teeth all blacke within thy lying mouth . Out of that hollow irkesome vast abisse , Vpon thy belly shalt thou crawle and hisse . Dust shalt thou eate , and canckred be thy skin , Thy body swolne with poyson all within . Thy viperous seed in vgly enuy borne , To all the world shall be the hatefull scorne . In euery path , and out of euery hedge , Their poyson fell in humane flesh shall wedge : That when they time and place to purpose feele , Their venom'd tongue shall bite them by the heele . Thus till the earth shall mould away and fall , Where men least thinke there shall they lie and crawle . The Womans seed in iust reuenge againe , Thy head shall breake , and cursed actions baine , When that sweet Babe shall to the world be borne , That heauen and earth with glory shall adorne . Then shall he trample on thy cursed hide , And on the clowds ▪ with winged fame shall ride . Before his face shall ratling cracks of thunder , Amaze thy sense , and reasons false bring vnder . To see when he shall on the earth descend , How thou in chaines and fetters shalt be pend : Tormented in those paines no tongue can tell , Scorcht all to cinders with dam'd diuels in hell . Curst is thy life , thrice cursed is thy race , Voyde of all goodnes , mercy , loue , and grace : Here is thy doome vpon thy Snakie head ▪ That others with thee hast to sinne misse-lead . Scarse these last words were spake by God himselfe , Of his sad iudgement gainst this cursed Elfe : And but beginning of Eues dismall speech , When suddenly she gan to cry and screech : When in the instant from the lofty skyes , Miscricordia . Mercy comes downe and into Eden hies ; Prostrated falls vpon her bended knees , But God himselfe his daughter deare that sees , With weeping eyes before his face to craue , That but on Eue he would compassion haue : Began to stay his minde , to alter cleane , And to the woman now began to leane : But that hard by stood Iustice in the place , And vrg'd him much to prosecute the case : When all the reason Mercy well could render , Was that her selfe was of the female gender . Whilest both of these each other do oppose , Iustitia & Misericordia . Loath each of them their humble suite to lose : Contending still as aduocates at Barre , Or combatants in furious fearefull Warre : And altogether iudgement speedy feares , Natura . Gods eldest daughter in the place appeares . Nature diuine , like to Aurora fac't , A noble Lady , beautifull and chast : Simile . Naturae descriptio . Braue famous Queene , a royall person borne , Whom heauen and earth and all therein adorne . Her haire disheueld , trailing to the ground , And in the same the rarest secrets bound , Without all art in curious manner curld , And in her hand the Globe of all the world : Ten thousand colours in her gowne are seene , Wrought by her selfe vpon a ground of greene . In all her iewels of admired gaine , With fower braue Ladies bearing vp her traine : The Elements She sober enters in that sacred place , And downe she fals before the Almighties face . Father , sayd she , deare Father here behold , Oratio . Giue me but leaue to be a little bold , Finding my sisters iarring neuer cease , To reconcile and set them both at Peace : A holy worke which thou hast euer loued , My selfe thereto by charity first moued . One of my deare affected sisters sweete , That from this place to heauen did lately fleete , Brought me such newes when at the first we met , Till all dissolue I neuer shall forget . And like it is this massie weighty ball Which hangs so euen iust in the midst of all : Would soone returne to what it was at first , If all thereon for this one fault were curst . Behold this Fabricke here within my hand , The mighty Gloabe of all the world doth stand : What will become of all thy Noble workes , This goodly frame , and all that euer lurkes Within the compasse of the heauen and earth , If now destroyd within their prime and birth , All will consume and vtterly decay , If Iustice once thy Mercy ouersway . Iustice I know doth vrge thy sacred word , Which from the Truth as yet hath neuer stird : Thy penalty on Adam and his Race , For foule offending in this holy place . The execution of thy Law diuine , In the least tittle of each Statute line : Which hath ordaind that in that dismall day , In which the woman did the diuell obay ; To taste the fruite and sucke it with her breath , That both of them should die a fearefull death . Mercy againe as being full of Loue , Pittie , compassion from thy throane aboue Presents her selfe before thy sacred face , Imploring Goodnes , Maiestie , and Grace : To be a meanes to mediate a peace , And that for once all further iudgement cease , When by the Enuie of a viperous tong , Hatcht by the diuell this cursed malice sprung : And their offence to take it at the worst , By Iustice weigh'd will yet be found the first . O then deare Father let me speake my minde , Be lust and Louing , Mercifull and Kinde : Punish all sinne according to thy word , The Truth preserue , that none at Iustice gird : But yet let Mercy at thy right hand sit , Thy noble workes in sacred holy writ , Shall then be blaz'd vnto their vtmost worth , And thou be knowne a God vpon this earth . Then shall large volumes with thy prayses swell . Thy Mercy drop to infant soules in hell , Which neuer haue offended much thy minde , But borne in sinne and neuer knowne vnkinde , Whose cursed parents crost thy heauenly will , The sperme of those that liue in errour still . Thy sentence past cannot againe be call'd , And truth must stand before thy face instal'd , That very day according to thy word , In which the tree of Knowledge first was stird , By Eue and Adams wilfull treachery , Both of them then a cruell death should dye : If mercy now had not come downe in hast , And at thy feete her humble sute had cast ; Before this time that iudgement had beene giuen , Both of their liues might well haue beene beriuen . O then what would become of all this frame , And all thereon , too infinite to name , The famous actions by thy spirit nurst , All must returne to what it was at first . One day with thee is as a thousand yeeres , The hower of death Incertaine full of feares . First saue the seede and let them liue in awe , Then dye a death for breaking of thy Law ; So is thy word confirm'd , my sisters pleaz'd , The world remaine and iudgement somewhat eaz'd , Then shall thy creatures in all ages stand , The worke diuine of thy all powerfull hand , And euery thing that on the earth is bred , Shall shew thy glory both aliue and dead : That all may stand to all eternity , Thy only Son offers himselfe to dye . But silenc'st once by Gods commanding Word , The iarring sisters neuer after stird , But satisfied , and resting well content , They spent the time in haplesse merriment , And God aboue to iudgement doth proceede , With fearefull Evah and her timerous seede , Her naked husband that himselfe excuz'd , And said his wife his loue had much abuz'd . O silly woman to be thus beguil'd , Gods iudgement on Euah . In sorrow now that shalt bring forth thy child , A hard conception with an extreme paine , Sick loathsome vomits at my hands shall gaine , Thy husband now shall ouerrule thee still , Thy fond desires bee subiect to his will : A constant loue shall ▪ hardly once be found , Within the brest of any on this ground , And from this day the most of all vnkind , Fickle , vncertaine as the wauering wind ; Tost too and fro with euery blast that blowes , Entangled straight with gawdy curious shewes , That most of you your husbands will forsake , A golden bribe or licorish thing to take . Heauens glorious iudge to Adam also said , Gods iudgement on Adam Because thy wife thou hast an I doll made , To trace her steps which leade to deadly sin , Thou dost but now to feele thy woe begin , Curst is the earth , and curst is for thy sake , The fruite thereof accursed will I make ; In great vexation , extreme labour paine , Toyle , sweate and dust , thou shalt much sorrow gaine , The earth henceforth shall now no more endure , Vnlesse thou till , and much her sides manure , And when thou think'st thy barnes top full to fill , Thy Vintage stor'd with plenty at thy will , In monstrous Mows to pile a wondrous heape , Then thistles , thornes instead thereof thou 'lt reape , Much like the beast which on his belly feedes , Soe shalt thou liue by hearbs and garden seedes , Till thou returne vnto the earth againe , And that therein thy limbs all cold be laine , This is the mother that thy body nurst , Out from the same thou taken wast at first , Sorrow and sicknesse shall thy body burne , For dust thou art , to dust thou shalt returne . O heauenly God , heere is a iudgement past , Throughout this world eternally to last , No writ of errour can the same reuoke , When as the words by thine owne mouth are spoke : Heere is a sentence with a sacred seale , No inhibition can thy law repeale , Nor all the tricks , deuises subtill shifts , Of greedy Lawyers with their bribes and gifts , Can once dissolue a knot so surely knit , With all their braines and cunning peeuish wit ▪ But that the same for euermore must stand , A iust decree by heauens diuinest hand , Drawne vp aboue in Eden ratified , With all the Angels in the world beside , And all the powers of firmament and all , To this decree consented at thy call ; Heauens deerest Babe whose fame shall perish neuer , Hath with his bloud confirm'd the same for euer . The Register that vp this order drew , Tempus & veritas ear ▪ descriptio . Was Time it selfe clad all in Azure blew , Wing'd like an Angel , shadowed with a vaile , And Truth his Daughter bearing vp his traile , Nobly attended with a Lady kind , More quick and nimble then the swift foote hinde . Within his mouth a lofty Trumpe doth stand , And a sharpe sith or sickle in his hand . A glasse of sand continually that runs , Within his way no liuing thing he shuns , Lock't long before his head , behind all bald , To shew what s past can neuer be recal'd . O Time , preseruer of all ages past , How are mens eyes on all thy actions cast , Thou shouldst be true and constant in thy course , Why should base gold thy mind to ill inforce , Allure thy sence and reasons temporize , Alter an order daube vp both thine eyes , When God the King and all the Lords decree , A Iudgement iust to all eternitee , In open court pronounce the same at large , Commit it safe to thy sole care and charge ; Yet for a bribe within thy griping fist , Thou l't ad , substract and set downe what thou list . Princes and peeres , graue Iudges of the Land , Let euer Iustice in your actions stand , Looke well to time , for time it selfe doth call , It may deceiue and goe beyond you all : Dispatch the poore ▪ and heare the widdowes cause , Let not the Orphant perish by your lawes , The Innocent is oftentimes vndone , But in defending of a sute begun : By mighty foes that ouer dares his youth , And lies suggest instead of naked truth , Then is he posted too and froin hast , His life , lands , liuing , all he hath to wast : And neuer left so long as worth a groate , His weary limbs oft times in prison rot , All by delayes when golden angels houer , Within the fist of euery seruile louer , That but attends and comes before your face , By bribing liues vnto your foule disgrace , O to be sway'd with euery glistring fee : This is iniustice in the worst degree . But you are wise , to you a word is more , Then all the workes to this day kept in store , Can be to those that little vnderstand , And more respect , some feeling in their hand . Trace that great God in all your actions out , Let him be still to bring the day about : Your only starre sole leuell and your square , The seuerall frames of all your works to reare , But you are men your memories may faile , Let not your seruants set your worth to saile ; Iustice and Mercy , Time and all for gold , 'Gainst Natures lawes outright are bought and sold , And why should man thus to base bribing fall , There is a God which takes account of all ? And oftentimes what by the diuill is got , Vnder his feete he treades it till it rot . And yet what reason haue we to complaine , When England thou hast got the richest gaine , Iacobus Rex ▪ The deerest treasure and the welcom'st fee , That euer any land attain'd but thee , A royall King deriued from the race , Of Edens Monarch in her greatest grace , Within whose face true Maiesty doth shine , Iustice and Mercy in his browes combine , His temples chast with lawrell boughes are wreathed , The sacred Muses in his brest haue breathed , Vpon his head three famous crownes do stand , Gods deerest booke is euer in his hand . Whose Angels still his person hath protected , And all his daughters him for King elected , Too weake ( alas ) I must my selfe confesse , O that my Muse could but his worth expresse , Though in this place I doe but giue a glance , Of that which after in my worke may chance , His fame renowne shall euer flourish greene , Sire to a Prince , and father to a Queene . So shall the fame of his illustrious sonne , Carolus Princeps . Mount vp the aire , in Phoebus chariot run , About the earth on euery side shall sound , As far as Eden and the Indian ground , And still his Glory all the world shall passe , And be ingrauen in monuments of brasse , That Time for euer shall his worth adorne , The greatest prince that euer yet was borne . Braue Prince of peace from heauen it selfe descended , How hath this land beene by thy birth befriended , To haue a spirit of such noble wit , heereafter sway within her lap to sit , When England thou maist ioy , delight and court thee , Vnder his wings maist sit thee downe and sport thee , Sollace thy labours with a glad content , And giue God thankes that him to thee hath lent : Whilst other lands haue not so rich a pawne , About succeession out their sword is drawne , Nothing but bloud , confusion , shreikes and skars , As late was seene within thy ciuill wars . Heere could I stay and sit me downe and pause , Nobilitas . And view thy court and all thy reuerent lawes , Admiring all the nobles of thy Lands , How with deuotion all their seruice stands , Prone euer prest to reattend thy will , To run and goe as thou command'st them still , Whose worth and merrit , euery one in order , Should all be ranck't within this sacred border : But that to Adam I must post apace , And tell what fell vpon his fowle disgrace , Meane while when Time shall worke vnto my mind , Then shall my Muse their seuerall vertues find . Adam no sooner had his Iudgement past , But God his Mercy on his darlings cast , As one that neuer both of them forsakes , For one sole fault but mild compassion takes , Pitties their want , and wailes their fowle abuse , Tenders their good admits a weake excuse : Like to a father of a louing heart , Simile . Loath with his son and daughter both to part , Though much prouoked by their folly meere , Still cloathes them well & makes them of 't good cheere : So God aboue whose loue doth farre surpasse , The greatest loue as yet that euer was , For all their faults and fowle enormious sins , Yet cloathes them warme , in well furd coates of skins . Gen. 3. 2. 1. And thus attir'd as in a mantle curld , Simile : From Eden now they come into this world , For Iustice vrg'd vnto their sinfull face , They might not stay within that sacred place , For feare that Adam and his longing wife , Should take and eate but of the tree of Life , And so for euer both of them should liue , To thinke the fruit did life vnto them giue : Like to a man when publikly detected , Simile . But for one fault is still of more suspected . O Holy God , heere is a mistery , The Tree of life what it doth signifie , But that deare Lambe out of whose bleeding heart , Our soules were held much to his paine and smart . The time indeede when Eue the fruite did gripe , The tree of Life was not then fully ripe , But long time after in his glorious birth , Iust in the midst and center of the earth , It flowrisht greene on sacred Sion sate , Till t was cut downe by cursed enuious fate . Now winged Time Gods speedy messenger , Tempus . A nimble hasty posting passenger , That hard by stood recording what was past , Vp to the skyes his eyes i' th instant cast , Spide Eue and Adam standing in the place , Thus cloathed both before the almighties face : When but commission from that sacred lip , He had obteyn'd , le ts no aduantage slip , But mild and gently takes them by the hand , Shewes them the gate that to the east doth stand , Leades them along lamenting of their fall , For all their cryes , sets them without the wall ; Bars vp the dore with such an iron leuer , As none aliue that once can enter euer . ( Alas poore Adam ) now thou feel'st thy hurt , The aire all cold doth make thy body smart , Weakenes thy limbs , benummeth much thy strength , And makes thee glad to fall to worke at length . Thy wandring first , and losing of thy wife , Thy pennance then and toyling weary life , With all the rest that did to thee befall , Before thy sad and sacred funerall : Within this place I must forbeare to tell , For feare my booke would to a volume swell , And proue more bigge then any of the rest , Like one great dish mongst many at a feast . And yet a word ( though Time againe do call ) To answer that which in my way doth fall : Amongst some men there is a question made , Of those that loue before their time to wade , How long it was in innocency first . That Adam liu'd before he grew accurst , How many weeks , yeares , months , or count of dayes Were past before Eue fell to foolish gayes : And how long after that they were detected , They stayd in Eden all with sin infected . Some men there be which are of this opinion , Euen in our dayes within our owne Dominion : That in the day when Adam was created , The diuelli'th instant straight his fortune hated : Enuyde his glory , sought his ruine more , As in my worke I told you of before . T is very like that when Aurora blusht , The morning cleare , and all were calme and husht : That Adam then and his sweet spouse were made , But ere that Titan farre from home did wade , In westerne Seas his weary coursers duckt , And heauens wide curtaine ore the earth was pluckt . It may be true that he might fall againe , And be expulst out of that sacred plaine : For some there be that heretofore did say , Man neuer stayd in honor yet a day . Others there be that cannot thinke it true , Their punishment did instantly insue : But that long time they liued in the place , Enioying fauour , countenance and grace . That God himselfe did oftentimes descend To Eden land , like to a louing friend . After the man had liued long alone , He fram'd the woman of his left side bone : Brought them together , as before you heard , Whose foule offence the godly Garden mard . O heauenly God! why should we heere below Trouble our selues thy secrets past to know : When thy drad word which thou from heauen hast sent , The world and all can giue vs scarce content , But still we striue , and at thy secrets ayme , Till thou our Reason in our Sense dost maime . Here is the glory of th' eternall Crowne , Mans earthly wisedome vtterly throwne downe : Though in Gods booke we loue to pry and peeke , In things diuine sometimes we are to seeke . But Time againe to God himselfe retiring , Tempus . Where all his daughters were with ioy admiring , To see the diuell damn'd to the lowest hell , Adam expulst , themselues contented well ▪ After a gentle kinde respectfull awe , Before his eyes that all mens actions saw , Takes sacred Iustice by her reuerent hand , That nobly , graue , within that place did stand , Leads her along in milde maiesticke state , Iustitia descrip. Plac't both her feete vpon the Easterne gate . In Scarlet roabes downe to her Anckles trayling , A Crowne of gold her browes all chast impaling . Her hands are cleane , not carryed with a tale , Her modest eyes are couered with availe . Out from her mouth as heauens eternall cryer , There streames a blade of purest burnisht fire , A Sword ( which shakes ) that vp wards down wards curld , Like blazing stars amazing all the world . Simile . Iust by her side ( at her right hand ) Time places The goodliest Dame mongst all the Nymphs and Graces The sweet borne Mayd , and noblest Cherubim , That euer Nature at her best could lim : Braue peerelesse Queene , most Angel ▪ like thy face , Misericordia . The Saints in heauen thy very name imbrace . There thou dost stand by Iustice reuerent side , Till all be ended thou by her must bide , And she againe at Gods diuinest word , Doth guard thy person with her flaming sword . Not long before ( if you remember well ) When Adam first with Eue his darling fell , Charitas . And both all naked iustly for it blam'd , Loues bashfull Lady was thereof asham'd : And as offended in that sacred place , Mounts vp the clowds with discontented face , Bewailes mans fall with teares , bedewes her cheeeks , Most louely looks , and round about she seekes , If she can find with all her toyle a friend , To set all right , and past offences mend . When she had past to siluer Cinthia fayre , Through the cold Region of the liquid Aire , And crost the way that Phaeton begun , With his prowd Teame about the world to run , Aboue the stars and fiery regions hot , With extreame labour paine and trauell got . On euery side through danges great had ventred , Yet at the last within heauens wals she entred , Where she beheld a goodly glorious sight , Ten thousand candles all the world to light , Carryed in course about the earth to reele , And Nature nobly turning of their wheele . After those kind imbraces euer vsde Twixt Ladies faire , dame Nature smiling , musde To see her sister with her louely face Thus rapt alone within that sacred place , To passe the clowds and firy frozen Ayre , The earth to leaue , vnto her to repayre : Euen in an instant at that happy time , What heauen so high but loue diuine will clime ? Scale vp the throane of God himselfe aboue , Thrise noble Lady full of grace and loue . Nature amaz'd as wondring what it ment , To see thy lookes bewray a discontent . Enquires the cause that makes thy face so sad , The newes below she thinks is worse then bad . But when she heard and vnderstood the cause , That Eue and Adam brake their Makers lawes , Incurr'd a curse on all their future seed , She thought the world and all therein would bleed , And that Gods anger for so foule offence , Would not be pleasde vnlesse she went from thence . Not staying now to heare the matter scand , She takes her sister by her louely hand , Descending both in all their rich attire , Downe the hot region of heauens burnisht fire , Through the cold Aire beneath the Moone they diued , And at the last in Paradise arriued . Here she stood by and saw Gods iudgement past , And oftentimes forth from her eyes she cast A Sea of salt and driery briny teares . Her loue ( alas ) was euer full of feares , To make her venter in the heate and cold , And mount the skies , as euen but late I told : Bring Nature downe in speedy postapace , To appease Gods Iustice in that sacred place . Time spies her forth , and takes her by the hand , Which louely there within that place did stand : And as before he vsde each other Sister , So now this Lady first of all he kist her . Then leades her foorth much like a louely Queene , Spangled in Iewels , wrought with gold in greene : Brings her to Iustice , plac't her by her side , In future ages euermore to bide . That till this world by power diuine shall stand , These sisters both should be on either hand , To guide the earth and keepe her feete vpright , And gouerne all vnder the Prince of might : When Mercy , Iustice both from Loue do flow , The Scarlet garment seemes as white as Snow . Time backe retires as heretofore he did , When now the place was of the Ladyesrid , And on a Dame of Noble birth doth light , Cald Truth his daughter cloathed all in white : Veritas . He takes her gently by her lilly hand , Wherein Gods booke did at that instant stand . Brought her along ( as all the rest before ) Ouer the gate vpon the sacred dore , In all her roabes with comely pompe and grace , And plac't her right before dame Iustice face , O heauenly God , may I not well resemble Iusticia . The flaming Sword which made the earth to tremble , When all the world thy sacred Iustice saw , To deare Elias liuing in the Law , Rapt vp a liue within a flaming Cart , His coate imblazde might be a bleeding heart . 2. Kin. 18. 40. 2. King . 1. 10. 2. Kiug . 2. 11. When Iesabel the monster of her sexe , His harmelesse soule vpon the earth did vexe : Her Prophets false to Babylon that ran , He quite consum'd , and scarcely left a man To carry newes of that vn wonted fire , Which fell vpon them at his iust desire . That Cherubin vpon the right hand plac't , Misericordia Which time himselfe hath with his fauour grac't , In all the world how well I may compare , To aged Henoch walking in the Ayre , Within whose dayes when God his body rapt Aboue the clouds in innocency lapt , Before such time as Moses Law was gaued , By Mercy onely all the world was saued The other damsell which my pen doth lim , Charitas . The sweetest fast and louelyest Cherubim , That Time himselfe vpon the left hand set , And which my Muse can neuer well forget . If that we reade the holy sacred Booke , How neare her person ( all diuine ) doth looke , To that Disciple which the rest suruiu'd , In Pathmos I le into the heauens a riu'd : Rauisht in spirit on a sacred day , Within a coffin did his body lay , And round about a light there shined bright , The coffin caught quite out of all their sight . The lesson still that he did euer preach , Both in his life , and by example teach , In all his workes like to the Turtle doue , Throughout his bookes was little else but loue . That Cherubin which stood before the face Veritas . Ofsacred Iustice in that reuerent place : Like to an infant that his Nurse doth weane , Whose face is smiling , fingers ends are cleane . All full of Truth , not knowing how to faine , Dissemble falsly all the world to gaine . How well I may compare her setled looke , To Gods eternall euer blessed booke . These Cherubins all glorious to behold , Surpassing farre the purest burnisht gold : The radiant splendor of whose sacred rayes , Resemble those ador'd within our dayes , Iustice diuine , much like to God himselfe , Iustitia . That scorneth bribing and all ill got pelfe , And shewes by iudgements fearefull past examples , How all the world vnder his feete he tramples , Mercy againe much like to Christ his son , Miserecordia . That hath the crowne of glory for vs won , And from the heauens descended to the earth , To make vs happy in his welcome birth , Whose panting soule had neuer minutes rest , Suffring those torments not to be exprest , Surpassing farre the greatest learned wits , To see how he at Gods right hand now sits , Triumphing ouer sin , world , death and hell , In ioyes eternall which no tongue can tell , Thrice euer blessed be his glorious name , It was his mercy made him do the same . Then Charity much like the God of loue , Charitas . I meane no Cupids which to folly moue , But that great spirit ere the world was made , Vpon the waters through the deepe did wade , Gen. 1. 2 Mat. 1. 13. 20. By whom the Virgin happily conceiued , To bring forth him that lustice wrath appeased , When afterwards by Iordans siluer sides , From Libanon to Sodoms lake that glides , Along the plaines where Iesus was baptiz'd , The holy Ghost in shape of Doue disguiz'd , Mat. 3. 15 , 16 , 17. Heauens windowes ope , thus speaketh in their sight , This is my Sonne in whom I take delight . When all was finish't , and to Heauen Christ went , Then downe came he to giue vs all content : As Iustice , Mercy , both with Loue are linck't , Simile . So God is one , the Persons three distinck't . These altogether as the heauens decree'd , Iustitia . Misrecordia . Charitas . Veritas . The Tree of Life protect from Adams seede , The World it selfe with wonderment they fill , Their meate is knowne to do their fathers will , Who all this while is with their sister sweete , Natura . His eldest daughter as 't was euer meete . When Time had done , discharged full his due , Aboue the clouds vp to the Heauens God flew , Where he remaines leauing the world and all , Which euer yet was knowne vpon this ball ; To the protection of that noble Dame , That to the earth with loue her sister came , So well affected , labouring what she can , That all her care is but for sinfull man , Let him his mind to goodnesse alwayes bend , And Nature euer is his louing friend . Great God of Heauen , now is thy Iustice showne , Thy Loue and Mercy with thy Nature knowne , Time hath thy Face and glorious browes vnmask't , And thus at first my Rurall Muse hath task't , Heere brought forth Truth from her hath neuer sturd : Reueal'd the same wrapt in thy holy Word , Of Paradise the sacred curtaine drawne , The Sabaoth shew'd , on no mans vice doth fawne , Of all the world hath sung the first beginning , Told Adams faults , and Eues offensiue sinning , Their seede defac't in breaking of thy lawes , And heere I le stay , and sit me downe and pause . The end of the first Age .

THE GLASSE OF TIME , IN THE second Age .

Diuinely handled , By Thomas Peyton , of Lincolnes Inne , Gent.

Seene and allowed .

LONDON , Printed by Bernard Alsop , for Lawrence Chapman , and are to be sold at his shop ouer against Staple Inne . 1620.

HONI SOIT QVI MAL Y PENSE

Beati Pacifici .

THE GLASSE OF TIME , IN THE SECOND AGE . The Argument . The sacred Muse by envious Foes is crost , Adam and Eue how each from other lost , Their first borne sonne by cursed malice led , Vnkindly wounds his dearest Brother dead , Apostacy the cause of all this ill , The totall World on euery side doth fill ; With Bloud , Oppression , Cruelty and Hate , To waste , consume , and winde each others state , The Church deriued from the third borne child , Is staind , polluted , with Caines Race defilde , So that the World and all there in was found , Besides the Arke were wash't away and drown'd . VRania Soueraigne of the Muses nine , Inspire my thoughts with sacred worke diuine , Come down from Heauen , within my Temples Rest , Inflame my heart and lodge within my Brest . Grant me the story of this World to sing , The Glasse of Time , vpon the Stage to bring , Be Aye within me by thy powerfull might , Gouerne my Pen , direct my speech aright , Euen in the birth and infancy of Time , To the last Age , season my holy Rime : Oh leade me on , into my Soule infuse , Diuinest Worke , and still be thou my Muse , That all the World may wonder and behold , To see Times passe in Ages manifold , And that their wonder may produce this end , To liue in loue their future liues to mend . Then shall thy lookes with sacred luster shine , The Muses all within thy Browes combine , Richly adorn'd with all the Nimphes and Graces , Shall sound thy prayse with louely pleasing faces , Ioying to see thy glorious heauenly hap , The golden Ball cast downe into thy lap ; To thy delight and great contentment more , Then if the World were only thine in store . Though cursed Enuy on thy Fortune frowne , Yet thy chast Browes shall weare heau'ns lawrel crowne , In future Ages as the Muses Queene , Thy Temples wreath'd , shall euer flowrish greene . And what if Hymen something doe annoy Thy tender Fruit , yet shalt thou liue in ioy : And when pale death shall close vp both thine eyes , Thy fame shall mount aboue the lofty skyes . And yet Vrania how canst thou be glad , To see this Age wherein we liue so bad , All ouergrowne far worse then at the first , Bemir'd in sin as if it were accurst , Nothing but bloud , contention , Brides and braules , The Serpent still vpon his belly crawles , And round about on enery side doth winde , With cunning sleights the Infants face to grinde . Nay thouthy selfe , noble Vrania deere , Since first thy landing and ariuall heere , Hast thou not beene on euery side turmoyl'd , Tost too and fro , by Enuy ouertoyl'd ? Whose viprous tongue within a sacred place , Hath belcht her venome , aim'd at thy disgrace ; Like to the Diuell in Paradise at first , Simile . That banefull poyson in his Brest hath nurst , To wrong thy person , weaken much thy state , Enrich himselfe to satisfie his hate , Tooke all aduantage working on thy youth , Suggested lies instead of naked truth : Lock't thee vp close ( Immur'd ) within a Wall , When not a Groate was due to him at all ; But by the order of this noble Land , He in that place for debt to-thee should stand . Great God of Heauen it makes ▪ me weepe and waile , To see Iuiustice oftentimes preuaile ; To domineere and catch into her hand , When Innocence must at her mercy stand , Then doth she squeese , wring ▪ wrest , extort and lurch , When seldome times oppression comes at Church , Deare friends perswasion once can ne're preuaile , To worke a peace till all be set to saile , Then swallowes all into a griping purse , Not satisfied , continues ten times worse , Vowing to wast and Ruine all thy state . Oh cursed malice hatcht by enuious fate , When thy false heart hath made the act thy worst , What art thou then more then a beast accurst : Nay farre more worse , for thou must count at large , For euery soule committed to thy charge , If by thy fault the least of them be lost , Thy soule in hell the price of it will cost . But yet my Muse , vnfold to me the cause , Why thou didst fall into the trecherous pawes Of hatefull foes , deuouring Tigers fierce , False hearted friends which in thy state did pierce , That thou shouldst thus be tost on euery side , Compeld oft times to be from home and ride , To see if Enuy with her viperous face , Hath foysted lies in sacred Iustice place . I know no cause , nor could I euer tell , Why she should thus against thee alwayes swell , Winding her selfe , her mallice best to smother , Ier. 23. 12. 10. 11. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. Into the habit of thine elder brother . One thou hast lou'd , inough to make me doate , To see vice lurke vnder a formall coate . And thou thy selfe that yet didst neuer hurt , To harme a childe , or throw a worme i'th'durt , Or take delight to glory in the fall Of any one , much lesle thy tongue to gall . Bite , scandall , blurre , to Iniury , defame , The worth of any in their goods or name : By wicked wayes the Infants face to grinde , Nor in thy hands thy neighbors liuing wind , But to thy power hast shewd thy best endeauour , To loue the Saints withall thy heart for euer . Vrania ( deere ) thy very case is mine , How did my Foes still to this day combine , Backe sliding friends ( much like to slippery Eles ) Haue vndermind , to turne vp both mine heeles : With fawning tearmes my company haue sought , Inuerted that ( which yet ) I neuer thought ; Reported words , the which were neuer spake : Let euery man by this a warning take , And carefull be whom they conuerse withall , The Bird oft times in Fowlers nets doth fall : Euen when ( Alas ) not any hurt she thinkes , Then is she caught , vnder their burthen Sinkes . How oftentimes haue I bin tost and tir'd , Plung'd in the deepe and all with durt bemir'd , Tost too and fro by those in Ambush lay , With secret Gins to trap me in my way , Vow'd my destruction , all my state to baine : Much to my Trouble , Iniury , and paine , Swallow'd my goods within a griping purse , Haue I not cause all Romaine wolues to curse , When all I haue can scarcely giue content , Vnlesse my life and liuing both be spent . Were it for debt or title of my Land , That thus my foes did in their furie stand : If possibly they could me more abuse , Yet in some sort I would then here excuse . Deere Muse , the cause why I am thus perplext , Turmoyld about on euery side and vext , To waste my state , and passe through dangers many , Is not for wrong that I haue done to any : But by fel Enuy hatcht in hell below , In Eden nurc't , now ore the Earth doth flow . When Adam least suspected her intent , Then was her mind on mischiefe fully bent , And euer since hath labour'd what she may , Eues seede to baine her secret traps to lay : But all the spight against me she can vse , May waste my State , and hinder thee my Muse . For this alone , by her I am misused , Hurried about ▪ by slandrous tongues abused , Kept long from home , vnto my great expence , Weakened my Lands and liuing euer since , On all sides crost ( by Greatnesse ) ouer sway'd , By guile and cunning ( treacherously ) betray'd , Of smooth fac't friends abandon'd and forsaken , And all God knowes , but for a Word mistaken . Nay had I beene sole Author of that thing , Which some vntimely to my hands did bring , And blaz'd it forth , why should I thus be blam'd , When no man ( liuing ) in the same is nam'd , Nor any scandall in those words alone , Intended are but by a man i' th Mooue , Yet I turmoyl'd against all right and reason , Am vs'd by some , as if it were High Treason . Sacred Religion brought from Heau'n aboue , Thou shouldst be constant , full of Grace and Loue , From God ( himselfe ) thou hast a holy taske , O let not vice ( vnder a Surplisse ) maske , By this alone Christs Flock are scattred all , O're all the Earth , in euery place do fall , Some runne to Rome and some renounce their Creede , Simile . And come againe , like to a stinking Weede ▪ That beares a Flower a womans Loue to win , But yet the seed contagious all within . All powerfull God , when both by Night and Day , Incessantly my Heart to thee did pray , To ease my Griefe , and if it were thy will , To send me Peace to walke vp Sion hill , That in thy House where all thy Saints do meet , My Soule might sing and offer Odours sweet , To heare thy Word come purling from the Rocke , Feeding thy Sheepe and building vp thy Flocke , Where none at all should haue a cause to fall , Simile . Christs Coate was wouen without a Seame at all : In stead of Peace which I desird in haste , Thou sentst me downe a louely Virgin chaste , Noble Vrania soberly attired , Which when I saw , ( with Ioy ) I much admired , Finding a Friend ( copartner ) thus to be , A fit Companion in my miserie , Great God of Heauen vpon my bended knees , Before that Face which euery actions sees , Let me but know what good I euer wrought , That thou in Mercy thus on me hast thought ? Or haue I not offended much thy will , That thou my Br●st dost with Vrania fill , Sending her Downe as thou didst send thy Son , To saue those sheepe which from thy Fould did run . Eternall God , what shall I giue to thee , For thy great Loue and Fauour shewd to me ? If all the World within my power did stand , And all therein were sole at my command : If all the waues within the Seas which boyle , And all the Riuers on this Earth were oyle : With all those things that ere I did behold Vnder Heauens Cope were fram'd of beaten gold , In Thankefulnesse for all thy Mercies sweet , I de all Surrender , lay them at thy feet . But soft my Muse , whilst thee and I am playning , Ech others griefes , and still but little gaining : Time posts away , as if it had forgot What Adam did ( after the Gates were shut ) In Paradise , I meane that sacred dore , Which in my Worke I told you of before . Adam and Eue about the glistring walls Of Paradise , with mournfull cryes and calls , Repenting sore , lamenting much their Sin , Longing but once to come againe within , In vaine long time about the wals did grope , Not in Dispaire as those are out of hope : But all about , in euery place did feele , His louing Wife still following at his heele , To find the Dore with all their care and paine , To come within , their former state to gaine . Like to a man that in a Pallace built Simile . Of Iasper stone , and couered rich with guilt , One euery side lin'd with a golden wall , And no Towne neare , nor any house at all , In such a place suppose one should abide , Be entertaind like to a louely bride . Yet in the night for some abuse absurd , Perchance for drinke or some distastefull word . If he should be fast by the shoulders caught , Lead forth a dores and set by all at naught , Haild all along ( euen in the Euening late ) Betweene his foes , and thrust quite out of gate , In no place neere , hearing a Dog to barke , All comfortlesse wanders about i' th' darke : Gropes euery where , if he can find a dore And enter in , he will offend no more . Or like a man that venters for a prize , Simile . Hoodwinckt , and made starke blind in both his eyes , Wheeles round about , in euery place doth reele , At euery post and corner house doth feele , To find the dore where he should enter in , With all his toyle his Wager for to win . Euen so is Adam in that vncked place , The flaming Sword still blazing in his face ; On euery side the glistering walls to shine , The Sun himselfe iust vnderneath the line . The radiant Splendor of those Cherubims , Dazles , amates , his tender eye sight dims . Simile . Like to a man that gazeth at the Sun , Is then vnfit , farre any way to run , Least whilest his lookes aboue the Clowds he pitch , He chance to fall and tumble in a ditch , Such is the state of Adam and his Wife , And euery Man within this mortall life , To wander , Grope , as in the darke be lost , And farthest off from that they ayme at most : The sacred luster of Gods Word diuine , The Gospels truth which ore the Earth doth shine , The Son of Peace ( Christ Iesus ) being borne , Whose glorious Light doth all the World adorne : Haue made Man blind and dazled both his eyes , To see that Ioy which in the Scripture lies . When many dayes were past away and spent , Finding at last they mist of their intent : And that their toyle and trauell to their paine , Was frustrate quite , their labour still in vaine : Much discontented for their sad mishap , Yet once againe vpon the walls they rap , Then weepe and howle , lament , yearne , cry , and call , But still no helpe , nor answer had at all . Perplext in mind , and dazled with the light , With griefe and care , distempered in their sight , Amazed both iust as the wind them blew , To Paradise they bad their last adew : Like those are Moapt with wandring hither , thither , Simile . From thence they went , themselues they knew not whither The Crosses , griefes , vexations , troubles , care , Befell them after , with their hungry fare , Stragling about , abiding in no place , And Discontent , vpon their late disgrace , The angry Heauens , for many dayes that lowred , The sable clouds which sulphury showres downe powred : The very Earth combining with them both , Strange hideous sights , of irkesome Lights vncouth , The Elements , as all together bent , Against mans Sin , themselues in sunderrent . The Sunne asham'd , the inconstant angry Moone Began to wane , sending a Night at Noone , Surcharg'd with Sorrowes , no where now to rest : Their griefes more great , then can be well exprest . The discontent some say which Adam found , Comment. in Cabalist vidi Reuch . lib. 1. Being expulst out of that holy Ground , By Eues foule error to be thus disgra'ste , Made Him , the World , his Wife , and all distaste : And like a Hermit in his wandring weedes , Simile . On little else but griefe and sorrow feedes , Repentant thoughts are harbour'd in his brest , His Mind impatient , finds no place to rest , But to the East from Paradise doth run , Towards the rising of the morning Sun . Heere , heere ( Alas ) his tender dazled sight , With the great splendor of that glorious light , Whose matchlesse grace when vp to Heauen it enters , Simile . Much like a Queene forth from her Chamber venters , Climes vp the Skies , and tramples on the Aire , With cheerefull lookes in glittring Robes most faire , Prances about , in no place long it bides , Viewes all the World on euery side it rides , The radiant Rayes which sparkled in his face , Made Adam thinke that God was in that place . With this conceit , he tarries in no coast , But on he goes , and all in hast doth poast , Ore Hill , and Dale , with toyle , vexation , paine , Like Siciphus , that labours still in vaine , Simile . To roule a stone against a monstrous Mount , His griefe more great then any man can count , Finds to his cost his trauell to no end , His weary works all to no purpose tend : So on he runs , on nothing else doth dreame , Vntill he came at Ganges watry streame , And as before , ore many a little Riuer , He made a way vp to his Heart and Liuer , So in this streame , hoping the same to win , He enters bold , and wades vp to his chin . Heere is a Barre in superstions way , Too deepe a rubbe to make his fury stay , For all his hast he can no further passe , By Ganges coast , like to a Wall of brasse , simile . Where he is forst , to try his vtmost skill , Against the streame , he striues and labours still : Vntill by Practise with his actiue limbs , A Mile or two vpon the waues he swims , But yet too farre in absence of his Wife , May breede a skarre and hazard so his life . Thus discontented , with that watry wall , The griefe conceiued of his dismall fall ; The losse of her that late before he lost , When as he thought to passe to God in post , Himselfe alone bewayling of his sins , To true Repentance faithfully begins : And as some say did Circumcize himselfe , Washt all his Skin , ( bemir'd ) in durty pelfe , Forsakes the World , for certaine dayes did stand , Within the streame , and neuer came at land , Vntill his flesh from top to toe was seene , With cold and froath , all ouergrowne with greene . Then God which late vpon his fault did frowne , Now smiles againe , and sendeth Raziel downe , One of the three in sacred Roabes of Light , That euer stand before the most of might , Since Sathiel one of their number fell , From highest Heauens vnto the lowest Hell , Michael , Gabriel , this Raziel stood , Still to this day the sole Archangels good . This noble Angell brings those tidings glad , And cheeres the Man to be no more so sad , Tells him that God is not with him offended , But with the Diuell which first his Reason blinded , That his Repentance purchast hath his peace , From further Pennance wil'd him to surcease , Although of Sin he hath beene once detected , Yet his good will was in the Heauens accepted , Bad him goe seeke and comfort vp his Wife , People the World and liue a ioyfull Life . The Messenger that from the Heauens descended , To bring these tidings vp againe Ascended , simile . Like to a flame of pure celestiall light , So vanisht he from earthly Adams sight , Yet some do thinke he tarried in those parts , And taught the man the liberall learned Arts : Was his Companion as a friendly guide , Iewes and Turkes . That euer kept by Adams fearefull side , When he went seeking to his care and paine , With extreme toyle to find his Wife againe , For many yeeres within the streame did stand , Whilst Eue was wandring in the Nubian Land , His faithfull Angell , in all stormes and weather , Vntill such time he brought them both together . At Araffe hill within Arabia ground , This was the place where Eue her husband found , Heere at this Mount they both together met , And each with ( Ioy ) their louely eyes did wet , With such a shower of pearely christall teares , Distil'd in Loues pure Limbeck , full of feares , That one the other finally had mist , Heere once againe they smile , imbrace and kist . Still to this day the reuerent feare and awe , Of those which yet the Mount haue euer saw , The great respect that Superstition wins , 'Mongst men denout in pardon of their sins ; The Worlds conceit by Mahomet late nurst , That Eue and Adam heere repenting first , Found Peace with God vnto their soules content , Built them a House in which their liues they spent , Hath made the Hill admired to this day , For Turkish Pilgrims euer more to pray , The sacred Skirtes with goodly plaines are wal'd , And at this day the Mount of Pardons cal'd . No lesse admir'd is that Renowned streame , By Bengala which makes all Asia dreame , And fills the World with superstious guile , From Easterne India to th' Atlantike I le Braue Ganges floud how doost thou draw together ? Fierce warlike Nations mustring hether thether , Captiu'st them all fettred within thy bankes , To wade within thee , yeeld thee humble thankes , For staying Adam in thy siluerd floud , When he neglected all his future bloud , Lost wilfully his neerest deerest wife , Carelesse of all endangring much his life . This may be true , and yet I cannot thinke , Confutation of the former opinion . That those whom God in Paradise did linke , Brought them together by his powerfull might , Should thus be parted each from others sight , Eue in the South , by fearefull Negro Land , Adam i' th East , on Ganges goodly strand , Betweene both these a wondrous weary space , For two to trauell in so poore a case : Vnshod , all bare , mongst horrid thunder dints , Through woods to walkevpon the thornes and flints : He in a maze , not knowing where to find His louing Wife : like to a man starke blind , Simile . Toyles out himselfe for that he neuer saw , To find a needle in a heape of straw ; She all alone wandring she knew not whether , Blowne euery where much like vnto a Feather , simile . Inconstant light ( and wauering ) apt to vexe , As is the Nature of her timerous sexe . It is not like in all mens Iudgement sound , They rambled farre from Edens fruitfull ground , Or that but two so kind and tender hearted , In all their liues should for a yeare be parted : Besides the opinion of the learned wits , Graue ancient fathers euermore that sits , Reuoluing of the highest deepest works , That in Gods Booke diuinely lies and lutkes : The sacred stories of all Ages past , Which euermore eternally shall last , Haue made it cleere for euery man to tell , That in this place our Parents both did dwell , Liu'd long secure , about the Garden kept , Ioy'd with the sight , yet for their fall they wept , Though they were bard to come againe within , By reason of their fowle contagious sin , Yet they desir'd for all their past disgrace , But for to liue neere to that louely place . Heere first with boughs , and such like broken stuffe , They built a House , vnder a simple Ruffe , Then like a couple that but late did wed , With Pelts and leaues , they make a homely Bed , Where they enioy'd more pleasure , true content , Then in the Courts of greatest Kings are spent : Himselfe all naked in a Sheepes skin curl'd , The sole Commander of this totall World , Is glad to worke to passe his time in peace , To serue his God from further sin to cease . Thus ouer-ioyd , vpon a time it fell , The circumstance I must forbeare to tell , Playing with 〈◊〉 within that shady bowre , And in his armes his loueliest sweetest flowre , Embracing , toying , smiling , kissing sweete , The sports most chaste vnto a Spouse bed meete , Thinking the time he had with her beguil'd , Forgets himselfe , and she conceiues with child . Strange is the change she in her selfe doth find , An extreme Passion working in her mind , Longing oft ▪ times some sops in Tarre to lick , Her bodies altred , and her stomack sick , Black vgly Berries , fulsome vnripe Plums , And euery thing that in her way next comes , The goodly fruits which are within the walls , Of Paradise , she to her husband calls , Desires , intreates him , as he loues his Wife , Forth with to hast , and fetch to saue her life . Full forty weekes she liued in this case , Feeding on toyes and greenest drugs most base , On Durt and Trash , on Ashes , Hips and Hawes , She finds shee s ill , and yet she knowes no cause , At length it fell whilst he was forth of dores , Chasing the Deere , hunting the furious Bores , To get some Venison , or such dainty dish , To satisfie his Wiues desired wish : Like Hercules that in a strange disguize , Simile . Retired home with such a welcome prize , Findes his deare Darling full of mirth and ioy , Caine borne . And in her armes a goodly infant Boy . Th' Admiration , wondrous great content , To see a Child thus fortunately sent , Sweete liuing Picture module of himselfe , The World and all he now esteemes as pelfe , With Ioy o're cloyd , vpon the face doth gaze : Like to a man astonisht in amaze , Simile . All mute he stands not knowing what to thinke , No Reason yet , into his head can sinke , How it can be conceiued in the brest , Of Eue ( sweete woman ) whom he loued best . When once reuiu'd out of that pleasing trance , The tender Babe he in his armes doth dance , Smiles on his face and questions with his Wife , How first was sent thus to prolong his life ; The Child she said , to her immortall fame , She knew not well how first to her it came , But that she thought although her sence was weake , This was the Seed the Serpents head should breake , Tould him in words and gentle speeches mild , That by the Lord she had conceiu'd that Child . Gen. 4 , 1. True are thy words deere Eue , most true thy heart , Why should a Man thy meaning pure I nuert , It cannot sinke into thy sacred thought , How of thy selfe an Infant thou hast brought , As well might Adam in thy sences seeme , To beare a Child , for ought that thou canst deeme , When of the World t was in the early morne , And the first Babe that euer yet was borne , How damn'd prophane are those accursed lips , Renegado proselites . Which in Gods Church shall make such dangerous slips , Within the same to belch to thy disgrace , Euen in a sacred and most publike place , Behinde thy back when thou art dead and past , And canst not answere what their mouth out cast , Thus to be lye mens soules to sin allure , Wresting thy speech with banefull breath impure : Not terrifide with Heauens all threatning Rod , But dares to teach ( that thou didst sweare by God Gen. 4. 1. Thou hadst a Child ) and oftentimes to speake it , If it were true , vnto the world to breake it , Is worse then was that Serpent damn'd accurst , In Paradise which wrong'd thy Person first . Ah thus we see the cursed enuious Snake , Simile . That sleepes to goodnesse , but to euill doth wake , To lurke all close vnder the sweetest flowre , When Goddesse Flora all her pride doth powre , Vpon the Earth within the midst of May , To suck fell poyson from the holesom'st gay , When the deere painefull wise laborious Bee , Ten thousand wayes about heauens blossoms flee , On euery flower within the Garden sits , And out from them the wax and honey gets , Conueys it safely to her well wrought Hiue , To pleasure Friends , and keepe her selfe aliue . Let Serpent snake , and all the viperous seede That euer Enuy in her wombe did breede , Hacht in the Bowells of th' infernall vault , Where none but Diuels and damned Atheists hault : Twixt God and Belial still thy speech oppose , Yet shall thy words smell as the fragrant Rose ▪ Or like those Flowers in Paradise were plaunted Simile . By God himselfe , when he the Garden haunted . Deare Eue , thy worth I euer must admire , Thou sitst aboue within the Angels Quire , Tuning thy voyce vnto their sacred layes , To sound forth Glory to the Prince of prayse . Simile . Like Gods owne Daughter ( whom he loues most deare ) Warbling sweet Musicke in th' Almighties eare , Or that pale Virgin with her glimmering lampe , That lights the world vnder heauens starry Campe , The Vertues which within thy brest were bred , Shall neare be stained by any viperous head , So long as Fame can sound thy glorious worth , Chast Paragon , the richest Iem on Earth . Take all the Ladies breathing on this Ball , The sweetest fac't , the noblest borne , and all The famous Queenes and Monarchs of the World , Which on the wheele of Fortnne haue beene hurld , That euer liu'd vpon this earthly frame : Now gone and past too infinite to name , The saints themselues and all the blessed troope , Those that now liue within heauens burnisht hoope ▪ Though thou art blam'd as Author of their fall , Yet art thou still the mother to them all . Like to the Vine so is thy fruitfull Wombe , Psal. 128. 3. Simile ▪ Thy speech more sweet then is the honey combe : Thy Breath all pure , which from thy lips comes out , Thy Browes impalde with Chastnesse round about : From thee at first were peopled euery land , Like O liue Plants thy tender Infants stand simile . About thy Table , in a seemely sort , To ouer-ioy and make thee gladsome sport . But why should I runne farther in thy praise , Vpon Fames wings thy liuing name to raise , Blazing thy parts , maintaining of thee still , And fowle ▪ detraction aymes to worke thy ill . Aye to deface thy modest speeches pure , With scandals vile , for euer to endure : When as thy worth exceeds the learnedst thought , That by thy meanes into the world is brought , And still the Truth conuinceth brings to light , The actions false , obscurd , in enuyes night , 1. Cor. 3. 12. Dissolues to naught the morter made of clay , The buildings fram'd of stubble , trash , and hay , The good from bad , the sheepe from wolues doth seuer , And brands the diuell in his false tongue for euer . And yet we see , the sacred Truth not free From viperous tongues , gnawne in the worst degree , simile . Taxt oftentimes , and squeesed like a Spunge , By Romish Tygers at her sides that hunge , Inuerting , stretching , construing all her words , With error , falshood , damned wayes and girds . Chaste vertuous Eue , now she is past and dead , The Serpents seed must breake the Womans seed . But in the heauens th' eternall God of powre , At Iustice barre will on their faces lowre ▪ And on their heads thunder his iudgements downe , When Eue shall stand adorned with a Crowne : Then shall their actions in his dradfull ire , Be purged all , and tride as gold i' th fire . The wickeds words their enuious tong hath spake , To her disgrace , shall make them yearne and quake : And in the end the sword shall iust diuide , The good from those which haue her worth belide , Whose feet shall totter on hels fatall wheele , And headlong downe to damned diuels shall reele : Whilst Eue shall sit triumphant on the skies , Viewing their fall , hearing their moanes and cryes , Ioying to see the sacred Truth preuaile , Her meaning clear'd , her foes to weepe and waile . And yet deare Eue I must not leaue thee there , But bring thee downe , more children for to beare : If but with one thou hadst begun and ended , Yet had the World beene by thy meanes befriended . But to replenish with thy fruitfull spawne , From Sols first rising where his teame doth dawne , The totall earth on euery side and round , Here is a loue the like was neuer found , Within the brest of any woman kind , Our thoughts , hearts , actions , all our zeale to bind , In true deuotion to thy reuerent name , Much to admire so sweet a noble Dame ▪ When thy first child into the world was borne , Straight he began to take delight in Corne , In large possessions working vp the soyle , Neare Paradise with painfull labour toyle , Tilling the ground , and planting of the graine , His name thereby was fitly , called Cain . Whilst thou againe conceiu'st a second child , A sweet borne babe of countenance more mild : And after that , about some threescore more Of sons and daughters which thy body bore , All nurst by thee after their timely birth , To fill the world , and people all the earth . Thus with thy husband ( in that arbour'd Tent ) Thou spentst thy dayes in wondrous great content , In true Religion , Sacrifices , Rites , Such as thy heart vnto thy God indites , Ioying in him , and he againe in thee , The sweetest life that euer eye could see , When as together in your children small , You trayne them vp on Edens God to call : And teach them yong by your owne steps allure , Them to all good , chaste , honest actions , pure , The golden ground , the heauenly starre , and guide , From which but few do euer after slide . Happy , thrice happy are those children borne , A crowne of Glory shall their browes adorne , Whose infant yeares are by their parents first , With the pure milke of true Religion nurst : In riper dayes when blustring blasts assaile , The mountaines high , that ouertops the dale , Their Faith stands firme as fixt , vpon a Rocke , Not easly stird by euery wauing shocke : But constant bides , most permanent and sure , The assaults of Sathan strongly to endure . In Elder Time when Age doth threaten death At latest gaspe , euen when our vitall breath Begins to faile , in hastning on our end ; And kinsfolks , friends , vpon vs all attend , With sad lamenting , discontented eyes , To see our Soule how vp to heauen it flies , Forsakes the Earth , willing the world to lose , Incombred with a thousand cares and woes , That in this life dayly attend the sheepe , Vntill with Christ aboue the clouds they keepe . O then the comfort ▪ sweet delight and ioyes , When all things else seems to their sense but toyes . There the good shepheard in his armes embraceth , All those that loue him , wondrously he graceth , With this kinde welcome , Come ye blessed Soules , Come drinke the Nectar kept in Christall bowles , Eate this Ambrosia as a sacred token , That for thy sin my body once was broken : Receiue heauens crowne th' eternall kingdome kept , For all those ( Saints ) which from the world haue slept . But soft my Muse , what makst thou now aboue Out of this world , thus on a sudden moue Adam to leaue his fruitfull wife , and all His pleasures , ioyes , and both his children small , Euen in the spring and glory of their birth , Weary of all , thus to forsake the Earth , As if thou tookst more pleasure , true delight Within the heauens , then in their sinfull sight . Stay yet a while , and as thou hast begun , So to the end thy course directly run : Leaue them not thus ; O do not now surcease , Till thou hast brought them to their graues in Peace : Shew all their liues , the chiefe of euery thing , Their Crosses , Griefes , do thou ( diuinely ) sing , But yet ( at first ) tell how in louing sort , The Brothers liu'd , and made their Parents sport . Those that long time without a childe haue beene , And neuer issue of their owne haue seene , But without kindred , friends , and those which may With some content succeed at latter day . If these ( I say ) when least of all they thought , Should children haue so fortunately brought , To prittle , prattle euery word by chance , And vp and downe about the house to dance : With many toyes that in their minor yeares Giues great content , the Parents loue endeares . Let these men speake , but with a Iudgement sound , What high content themselues haue often found , In the like sports of tender Infants sweet , That hardly ▪ yet can crawle vpon their feet ; The fame we may of Eue and Adam thinke , And ten times more then in our heads can sinke , How in their Babes they ioyd and tooke delight , And neuer well when they were out of sight . Caine in the blossoms of his blooming youth , As t is recorded in the sacred truth , Takes much delight in planting of the seeds , The fruitfull Vine , and all that Nature breeds , The choycest , rarest , daintiest , and the best That euer yet she bare vpon her brest . Walkes all about , and viewes the richest ground , By Paradise on euery side and round , With shou'ls and spades he tumbles vp the earth , His chiefest ayme to be a man of worth , And Lord it ore his other brethren all , That they may bowe , within his presence fall : To that intent he labours , workes and toyles , In sweate and dust , i'th'durt ( oft times ) he moyles , Like a meere worldling spends his youthfull dayes , His minde ( oft runs ) a thousand kinde of wayes : If he can finde some new contriued tricke , To ease himselfe , the soyle vp cleane to stricke , And bring the same in temper for the graine , That he may play and yet possesse the gaine . Industry , Reason , all the Arts conspire , To frame an Engin fiercest horse to tire ; The Oxen , Cattle , and the strongest Waines That euer wrought vpon the fertill plaines : Himselfe and all ( in labouring with ) this plough , His Ioynts grow stiffe , and brawny hands all rough , Yet in the same he finds so much content , That his best dayes in this hard worke are spent . His brother Habell doth not idly liue , But to some Art his toward mind doth giue , Whose chiefe delight is in the harmelesse sheepe , The bleating flockes vpon the downes to keepe , To follow them when oftentimes his eyes Are vpwards fixt towards the lofty skies , Obseruing thus a thousand seuerall things , That heauenly matter to his sences brings , Their number , Order with their great encrease , And quiet life , spending their dayes in peace , By faith perceiuing hidden mysteries , The sum of that which in the Scripture lies : Esa ▪ 53. 67. How from the fould a Lambe shall forth be taken , Which would be one day of the rest forsaken , That he should be the sacrifice and guide , Sole Ransome full for all the world beside . Thus these two brothers liu'd , and spent their dayes Oft times in worke , sometimes in sport and playes : In as much loue , delight , content and all , As euer two that breath'd vpon this Ball. If you should ramble ore the totall Earth , You le hardly finde two brethren from their birth , Throughout the world in all the Ages spent , In true bred Loue an euener course that went , At Bed , at Boord , at Home , abrode i' th' weather , They seldome part but alwayes keepe together : Walke , talke , discourse , euen all the day and night , They are not well but one i' th' others sight . All the weeke long delightfully they passe The time away in browzing vp the grasse , In husbandrie and such as I haue told , But on Gods Rest pins them within a fold , Or ground well fenc't on euery side about , That they may feed , but yet not wander out ▪ Vpon which Day , when once out of their bed , By the example of their Parents led , They altogether meete , to Rest and Pray , To sanctifie the sacred Sabaoth day , To thinke on God , craue pardon for their sins , Where Adam then to teach them all begins , Instructs them well in true Religion first , Tels them the cause which made them thus accurst , To vse their wits , to labour worke and toyle , In the wide fields to spend their dayes and moyle , To keepe the sheepe and by their cunning sleight , To frame an Engine of such wondrous weight , Whereas God knowes before their fearefull fall , In Paradise they needed none at all , Wils them to loue intirely , void of strife , The Heauenly way vnto the Tree of Life . This is their worke and holy practise pure , Sweete exercise for euer to endure , Thus they continue running of their race , Whilst shearing day and Haruest comes apace , Then they bestir them ; toyle it out all day , Inning their corne making the new Mowne Hay , And in the end they altogether feast , So giue God thanks , and from their labour Rest : When the next Sabaoth clad in seemely suites , They Sacrifice the first of both their fruits , In shew of thanks for all the plenteous store , That flocks and fields to their content hath bore . Habell begins to shew his gratefull mind , Seekes all the flock the chiefest Lambs to find , The first falne fruits , the goodliest fat and faire , That all the World cannot with them compare , The golden prize that Iason brought to Greece , From C●●ch●s Ile was not so fine a fleece , As each of these vpon their backs did bring , To fleede and cloath in Earth the greatest King . He brings them freely with a willing heart , Euen glad with them and all the rest to part , And layes them downe before the God of might , Both in his fathers and his brothers sight , Offring them vp a sacrifice most pure , Vnspotted cleane his sinfull soule to cure , Implores th' eternall praying euer still , For to be pleas'd thus to accept his will , As a meere figure and a ( sacred ) Tipe , Of that deare Lamb whose bloud away shall wipe , The scarlet sinnes that in the Earth shall flowe , With Isop wash , clense them as white as Snow . The Prayers , speeches , heauenly gratefull words , The inward heart and meaning all accords , The ascending sauour , sweete perfuming scent , With that pure Lambe which in the same is meant : Climes vp the Aire and mounts to God aboue , An Offring free , ( accepted ) full of Loue , Which thing to shew that he was partly pleaz'd , His anger past , and all his wrath appeaz'd , Iust at that instant downe from Heauen did shine , A burning fire and sacred light ( diuine ) Which in their sight conuey'd the Sacrisice , Of from the Earth , vp to the lofty skyes , " When presently a voyce was downeward cast , " This I accept for thine offences past . Caine more for shew then either Loue or zeale , To God , Religion or his owne soules weale , Stands by beholding of the sacred light , And voyce ( diuine ) downe from the Prince of might , Expecting that his formall sacrifice , Stuft with all Guile , Hippocrisie and Lyes , Ambition , Pride , base Couetousnesse accurst , Yet thought his gift should he accepted first , As comming from the eldest first borne Peere , The Son and Heire , whom Adam loued deere .

Medusa ( damn'd ) in foule black vgly cloathes , That all the world most deadly hates and loathes , Swolne ( like a Toade ) her lookes cast downe to hell , Where none but fiends , and hatefull monsters dwell , Whose cursed haire about her shoulders falls , Powdred with Serpents full of poysoned Galls , Hissing and crawling round about her head , Hatcht by a Viper in her wombe that bred , Rends vp the Earth ascendeth like a Ghost , Conueyes her selfe into the promist coast , By Paradise where Caine was sacrificing , Some of his corne his double heart disguising , Watches the Time when as she thought most best , And windes her close in his dissembling brest . No sooner she was in his heart acquainted , But his best bloud was with her venome tainted , His vaines swolne vp and all his body puft , His Head , Heart , Lungs ( infectuously ) were stuft , With Enuy , Malice , Wrath and deadly Rage , Nothing could now his stomack fell asswage , Finding no ease , his countenance falls downe , His cankred mind discerned by his frowne , Now Father , Mother , Brother , none he brookes , That Heauen it selfe takes notice of his lookes . Since first the light from darkenesse was discouered , Or that the Clouds within the Aire haue houered , The Heauens and Earth , the Sea and all begun , And Phaeton his endlesse Race hath run , About the World in twice twelue howers right , Or siluer Cinthia shew'd her pale fac't light , Neuer was seene a more delightfull day , The glittring Sunne in burnish't bright aray , Nor Heauen ( it selfe ) more pleasing euer smil'de , Then when the brothers on Loues Alter pilde , The Sacrifice before their Fathers face , To God aboue within that holy place . But when Medusa from Hells deepest vaults , Began but once to spy mans secret faults , And from her Den in darke Obliuion pent , The bowels of her Mother Earth had rent , To come aloft into the open Ayre , With her foule breath , infectious poysoned haire , And Rags ( most base ) as late before I told , To seate her selfe in Caines securest hold . Then Heauen and Earth , and all began to change , The winged clouds about this Ball to range , The burning lampes within the firmament , Seem'd for to winke as if their oyle were spent , The glorious Sun to hide his glistring face , Asham'd of Enuy in a sacred place : And all at once most fearefully to lowre , To threaten tempests or some sudden showre , When instantly on Caines dissembling head , A sable cloud from all the rest out shed , Began to stand himselfe and all iust vnder , Hearing this voyce out from a dreadfull thunder . " False Hippocrite , how canst thou simulize , " Before my face thy actions fowle disguize , Gen. 4. 6. 7. " To thinke that I which all the World adorne , " Would thus be fed with riff raffe of thy Corne , " Or yet in bloud to satiate my selfe , " To liue as thou by base and Earthly pelfe , " And not conceiue that Holy thing is ment , " Within the same which giues me full content ? " Why is thy Soule thus pestred with a sore , " Ranckled , bespaked , like a rotten core , Simile . " Thy conscience , deedes , false enuious mind so bad , " Thy lookes cast downe , and countenance so sad ? " Dost thou not know that if thy heart be right , " Thy actions good and pleasing in my sight , " That thou shalt be accepted best and more , " That other wise sin lyeth at thy dore ? " Think on my Words , halt not within my sight , " I am that God which brings the Truth to light " Amend thy life , at cursed Enuy hisse , " Repent thy selfe of what is done amisse , " Let her not once be harbourd in thy brest , " Nor in thy Heart her banefull poyson rest , " Redeeme the Time , behold the lofty skyes , " Where Loue and Mercy for offences lyes . " One comfort more then thou deseru'st I giue , " Thy Brother yet shall at thy seruice liue : " Thou like a Lord shalt ouer-rule him still , " And his desire according to thy will , " Shall subiect be , deuoted euer stand , " To run and goe with ( Ioy ) at thy command , " But yet take heede , do not too high aspire , " Goe ( sinne no more ) and adde no coles to fire . Caueat . The Heauenly voyce down from the Clouds descending , In these sad words sweetely diuinely ending , The day cleer'd vp , and Sol began againe , To shew his face vpon the sacred Plaine : The Aire all still , the lofty Winds quight calme , Adam and Abell singing of a Psalme ; Caines sacrifize alone vpon the ground , Vntouch't at all still to their view they found , Whereat ( with Ioy ) to see the God of powre , To smile on one , and on the other lowre : To vaile his face vnto their sinfull sight , Hearing his voyce out from the dradfull light , Home they depart in wonderment and peace , Minding a while from further worke to cease ▪ Whilst Caine alone retireth discontent , Forsakes his God , and to the field he went , His enuious mind still runs on his disgrace , First Apostasy in Caine . False to be found before his fathers face , All working Power , deepe searcher of the Reines , Discerner of the in ward heart and Veines , What secret Art can from thy sight be hid ? Thine Eye still saw what either Brother did , How iust art thou and full of mercies sweete , The eyes of all are cast downe at thy feete ; The greatest men and Monarches of the earth , The first borne seede , and noblest in their birth , The proud Commanders in their formall coates , The homebred Sheepe thou dost deuide from Goates : The eldest Brother , yongest in thy sight , Are both alike , so that their hearts be right , No outward forme can make thee partialize , Thou look'st vpon the inward sacrifize , Beholding Habels willing gtatefull gift , Which thou art pleas'd vp to the Clouds to lift ; When Caine false hearted , though he was first borne , Him thou forsakst , leauing his Gift forlorne . O wofull , fearefull , is the dangerous state , Of euery man so ouerswolne with Hate , Whom God by this cannot to good conuert , But giues quight ouer to a storry Heart , Apostacy making a man to quake , God , Father , friends all vtterly forsake : Prince , Country , Kingdome , all the Land in hope , To run perhaps vnto the Turke or Pope , In discontent , for conscience , gaine or pelfe , To sell their soules vnto the Diuell himselfe ▪ Some to their shame haue had small cause to boast , Mat. 12. 31. Luke 12. 9. 10. Mar. 3. 29. Pro. 26. 11. Of this foule sin against the Holy Ghost , Accurst and damn'd of all that euer fell , But few I know , but quick went downe to hell , Amongst the Diuels in euerlasting paines , Loaden with Boults of heauy burning chaines ; Whilst those return'd like to a Dog that gurnes , Simile . That back againe vnto his vomit turnes , Or beastly Sow bemir'd in dirty tilth , simile . Cleere water shuns to scoure away her filth , But in a ditch with some vnsauory Bore , She layes her downe far worse then ere before . How can we thinke or well conceiue in heart , That those which once do from their country start , And shall distast the grounds wherein at first , With Pastors pure they were train'd vp and nurst , Heb. 6 4 , 5 , 6. That do renounce their Faith and euery thing , Their Oath Alegiance to the State and King , And in this sinne without Repentance fall ? How of that man can there be hope at all , When as his case what shew so ere he gaine , Is but the same with cursed enuious Caine ? I must confesse Repentance is a worke , Repentance Of Gods great loue , which caunot lye and lurke , Within the Heart , but that it forth must shine , Like to a Light vpon a Hill diuine , Simile . Kindled by faith , a conscience cleane and pure , That cannot once her former wayes indure ; But by good works doth blaze the same abroad , Without all Guile , Hipocricy or Fraud , Full of true Loue , auoyding babbling suites , A Tree that 's good is euer knownebi'th fruits . Mat. 12. 33 But yet for him that from the Church is sold , And in his Heart is neither hot nor cold , Reuel. 3. 16. With God and Mammon can with both indent , Whose mind on mischiefe is full set and bent , That what he can into his hands doth get , And all is Fish which commeth to his net . That doth forsake his owne Religion first , The same I meane wherein he hath bin nurst , Inconstantly another shall imbrace , What ere he thinke he is in wofull case . Well may one iudge his conscience may be pang'd , For that one thing how many haue bin hang'd : And he againe that in his ripest yeares , Forsakes the same , as plaine by Caine appeares , And both of them he hath distasted quite , May be in 's Age demned Pagan right . Besides examples in the Scriptures pure , Which aye shall last , eternally endure , Of cursed Athiests in their bitter gall , That Iulian like from God and Christ did fall , The Monster vile within the Gospell curst , Which hang'd himselfe , when all his bowels burst : And diuers others tedious here to name , Whose ends haue shewd iust iudgements to their shame : Act ▪ 1. 14. Hath not Experience in this Age of ours , Branded Apostates of the heauenly powers , With fearefull Vengeance wofull to behold , Vpon the earth for being ( impious ) bold : As amongst many , infinite to write , But one neere vs in steade of all I le cite , Whose scandall foule about the world is blowne , His Story rife amongst vs all well knowne . Faustus by name , by birth a Germaine bred , The story of D. Faustus . Whose minor yeares were with Religion fed , In liberall Arts his minde but yong did wade , A schoole Diuine and Doctor after made , Traind vp as well as euer man could be , In learnings Lore , and sweet Diuinitie : So was this Caine , the like was Iudas fell , All three no doubt with damned diuels in hell . The foremost two with bolld their hands defilde , But this a man , which neuer hurt a childe . How with a knife made he his veines to bleed , Then with his blood to write the diuell a deed , Conuaying Soule and Body by the same , To be tormented in eternall flame , Neuer repenting till it was too late , Damn'd , wofull , fearefull , in a desperate state : Cursing the howre of his vntimely birth , By God for saken , taken from the Earth , With exclamations , hideous fearefull cries , Sprites , Ghosts , and diuels about the house there flyes : His braines thrasht out on euery post and wall , Sad spectacle , dire , mournfull , fearfull fall , When soule , life , learning , all at once he lost , A wofull purchase to his painefull cost : His bowels mangled carrion like ( and tore ) Imbrude in filth , and stinking poysoned gore : Next day tormented in this case , was found ( By diuels ) cast out vpon a dunghill ground . When once the Prince of darknesse in the deep , By power diuine , enioyned was to keep , And that the Serpent hatefull and accurst , Was in the center of the Earth downe thrust : Their vgly spawne then hacht the vilest Elfe That euer crawld , besides the diuell himselfe , Foule furious Enuy , as but late I told , With viperous snakes about her head all rold : And she againe outfrom their banefull breath , Hath brought an Impe like gastly fearefull Death ▪ Limbe of the diuell still worse then all the rest , Mishapen , vile , base Antichristian beast , Monster of Nature , false in euery part , Apostacie with crablike crawling heart : simile . Contagious , fell , most dangerous in her tong , From whom all treasons in this world first sprung : The hatefull deeds which some haue pacht together , Vnder Religion , may be brought all hither ; The secret actions infinite that lurke , Which in mans heart and gall together worke : The poysonings , murders , euery cursed rape , For whom this Earth doth yawne her mouth , and gape , Seeking to swallow , in her Iawes deuowre Within the midst of her darke wombe , to powre The actors damn'd vnder obliuions night , Not fit to breath , or to behold heauens light : Base scum and dregs , the works of darkenesse first , Proceeding from Apostacie at first . But what make I with damned Atheists vile , My sacred verse with Antechrist defile , To rowze from hell tormented hideous sprites , Foule gastly Ghosts which all the world afrights : That my deare Muse should thus by freinds be crost ▪ From heauen of late within the deepe be tost . Hels vgliest Monster to vnmaske , and lay All open thus , falling within my way , That little taste to euery Palate yeelds . And all this while Caine wanders in the fields With passions working in his hatefull brest , Sad , discontent , may in his face be guest : Reuenge all bloody , with a poysoned dart , Reuenge . Starts vp from hell , enters within his hart : Base cursed Furie hacht by Enuie first ▪ Apostacie this damned heil hound nurst : The masked traine that all her life befriend her , Are Guile , Deceit , and Falshood to attend her . This monster , Caine close in his brest did hide , With all the rest of that damn'd rout beside : And home returns as if he had forgot , The discontent of his discouered blot : The blurre late made in his Religious cote , As out of minde he seemes not now to note , But full of forme and outward complement , As if his minde was all to goodnesse bent ; With much respect vnto his father first , And duty shewd to her his body nurst : Vpon his brother ( fawningly ) he lookes , And learns him then to make the shepheard hookes , To catch a sheepe running with all her speed , And he againe helps him his land to weed . Thus Caine continues for a certaine space , Before his fathers and his mothers face , In outward guise , formality and speach , As if his heart had had no further reach : Vntill that Act ▪ foule barbarous deed befell , Which makes me mute , almost afraid to tell : But that from God the same at first I heard , Described plaine in his drad sacred Word . Gen. 4. 3. Caine but few nights in this bad meaning slept , For Fire in Flaxe can but a while be kept : And not long after as may well be guest , When father , friends , and all suspected least , Euen then he takes Occasion by her lock , Singles forth Habel from his harmelesse flock , With flattring wordes traines him along to walke , The fragrant fields , holds him on still with talke , Vntill at last ( Inhumane wretch ) vnkind , Base Villaine curst he staid a while behind , To find a Leauer that he late had laid , Within the corne which wondrous heauy waid .

This on his shoulders vp from thence he takes , His fatall way to his deare brother makes , Who all this while lay in a slumber sweete , Vpon the grasse resting his weary feete , Thinking no hurt , full of all Peace and Loue , His mind in Heauen walking with God abouc ; Which when the Caitife ( varletvile ) had spide , No longer then he could his Enuy hide , But with a blow on Habels head downe right , With both his hands , and all his maine and might , The Leauer laid him in that wofull case , That Bloud and Braines flew round about the place : And least his deede might afterwards be found , He takes his body , rakes it vp i' th ground . Damn'd Miscreant , vnworthy that thine eyes , Should once behold the cleerenesse of the skyes , What hast thou done vnto thy brother deare ? That thou shouldst thus about the corne fields leere , And watch a time to worke that fearefull fact , For which t were pitty but thy neck were crack't . What art now the better to haue seene , His crimson bloud bedew'e the ground all greene , His Body mangled , Skull to pieces beate ? How canst thou ( Vengeance ) from the Heauens defeate ? Dost thou not see that all begins to lowre , The Clouds to wrack , vpon thy head to powre Downe sulphery flames of hot consuming fiers , The Sunne for shame his glorious face retires ; All to grow darke , the singing birds to weepe , To see man brought thus to his latest sleepe , The Furies loose the Diuels from Hell to roule , Aboue the Earth gaping for this thy Soule ? How canst thou thinke to hide thy cursed deede , When as the Foules within the Aire which breede , The creatures all presented to thy sight , Will murthers shew and bring the truth to light . Nemesis the Goddesse of Reuenge . Acts 28. 4. Great Nemesis the Lady of the skyes , Without a Maske before her nimble eyes , On Pegasus the Horse of Fame doth ride , With Iustice Sword close to her valliant side , Scowres through the Aire iust at that instant time , When as the steame of Habels bloud did clime , Vp to the Heauens like to a smoke ascending , simile . The Clouds in sunder all betearing , rending , Casts downe her lookes vpon his crimson bloud , Beholds the gore like to a streaming floud : No longer stayes but mounteth vp the Throne , Simile . Of God aboue making a fearefull mone , Tells all the cause discouereth this thy deede , Desires iust Iudgement on thy selfe and seede , Imploreth all the sacred powers diuine , That they would now but with her selfe combine , And grant her leaue to take Reuenge on this , So foule a murther as thy fact now is . Behold a voyce downe from the God of might , Reuenger of the poore mans cause and right , Rom. 12. 19. That seldome sleepes but in the Heauens he heares , The wrongs , oppressions , mournefull cryes and teares , Of Innocents by greatnesse ouersway'd , By Guile and Treason oftentimes betray'd , Brought to their ends by the malicious guilt , Of Enuious men that others bloud haue spilt , Wasted their State , consum'd their lands and life , Swallow'd their goods , contending still in strife . The sacred voyce out from a thunder-clap , Of dradfull lightnings at that hard mishap , Thus spake to Caine hard by that fat all place , Where Habels bloud lay couered in that case , With clods and moulds as euen but late I told , By that vile Wretch ouer his body rold , " Come tell me Caine the thing I shall demand , " Seeke not to hunt , on no excuses stand , " Halt not before me as of late thou didst , " When a false heart vnder thy coate thou hidst , " What mad'st thou heere thus wandring all alone , " Where is thy brother , whither is he gone ? " What is become of Habel ▪ lou'd thee deare , " That next thy Parents was to thee more neare , " Then all the World , and all that therein moued , " Whos 's faithfull mind thy presence euer loued . The gracelesse Villaine impudently bold , As if he scorn'd of God to be controld , Or ask't a question from that heauenly lip , This answere straight out of his mouth let slip : I cannot tell , for what haue I to doe , To take account of Habell yea or no , Or in his presence to be tyde to stay , Within the fields as heretofore to play , T is like enough if that the Sun had shin'd , About the foulds you might him chance to find , It may be that hee 's feeding of his sheepe , Vpon the downes or fallen fast asleepe , Or else you may go looke a little deeper , How can I tell , am I my brothers keeper , " Blasphemous Wretch , what hast thou done , quoth God , " Art not afraid of my reuenging Rod , " But thus to spill thy deerest brothers blood , " Vpon the ground in thy inhumane moode ? " Why ( Varlet ) hast thou to my face belide , " How canst thou thinke thy fact from me to hide , " When as the bloud of this thy Brother shed , " For Vengeance iust vpon thy murdering head ? " Cryde from the Earth making afearefull moane , " With pitteous shreeks ascended vp my throne , " That downe I came from heauen aboue with speed , To giue thee Iudgement for thy damned deed . " Curst therefore art thou in thy chiefest worth , " Curst from the heauens , and curst from all the Earth , " That kindnesse shewd her mouth hath opened wide , " Within her wombe thy brothers blood to hide , " Hereafter now when thou the ground shalt till , " It shall not yeeld not yet thy barnes shall fill : " With that encrease which heretofore it gaue , " To thy content that thou desirdst to haue . " A vacabond vpon the spatious face " Of all the earth , Roming from place to place " With euery Rascall thou shalt now cologue , " Base Runnagate , no better then ▪ a Rogue , " Thy dayes shall waste , thy glasse shall hourely run , " Vntill the thread of this thy life be spun , " Content with peace , quiet , thou shalt haue neuer : " A Scared conscience shall torment thee euer : " And in the end euen in thy fearefull sight , " Hels Furies curst before thy face shall light , " The damned diuels with all their hideous rout , " Shall wind thee in , hemming thy Soule about , " Attending on thee till thine eyes be shut , " And so deuoure thee in their greedy gut . The sturdy villaine with these last words stroke , In woefull feare his heart is welnigh broke , Despairing quite of any helpe at all , To this sad speech doth ( most prophanely ) fall . O who shall rid me from these torments fell , Hacht in the Bowels of the deepest Hell , Nurc't in my brest , harbourde within my hart , That now I feele much to my paine and smart , The Furies ( damn'd ) about my head I heare , My punishment is more then I can beare . A vacabond I am cast out this day , Both from the earth , and from thy face for aye , I shall be hid from all the world beside , Wretch that I am , which know not where to bide : My Father , friends , will euer after hate The foule disaster of my enuious fate , And whosoeuer finds me one or other , Will murder me , as I haue done my brother . The voyce ( Diuine ) left him not thus alone In Desperation , making of his mone ; But from the Clouds , yet once againe it spake , Perchance for Habel , or his Fathers sake : Goe where thou wilt , for he that dares to lay Reuenging hands vpon thy head , for aye , Vpon the earth , to murder , slay or kill , Which in his wrath shall seeke thy blood to spill , That damned wreth both in his goods and fame , In life and death , and all that thou canst name ; Euen in his lands , his basket and his store : That man ( I say ) I le punish seuen times more . Because thou shalt not need that thing to feare , My badge ( diuine ) for euer thou shalt weare , A fearefull Signe , which whosoere shall eye But in thy face , my dradfull Iudgements spye , Shall see and know that I haue markt thy hide , And branded thee from all the world beside . Great ( powerfull God ) Creator of this Ball , The heauens and earth the firmaments and all , How good art thou , in euery action iust ? Thou Habels blood beholdest in the dust ; Com'st downe below , examinst first the deed , To Iudgement then thou dost at large proceed ; And lest the same might chance neglected bee , Thou dost thy selfe the execution see : Searing Cains conscience , body , heart and liuer And marking him ( as now I tolde ) for euer . Yet ( holy Father ) let vs know the pith , The Badge and Signe that thou didst brand him with . Some men there be which thinke the marke of Caine , Was that foule , horrid ▪ irkesome , fearefull paine , Scabd Leprosie , or wofull falling Euill , As if possessed with some spirit or Diuell : Or shiuering , shaking of his sturdy ioynts , That euery way his body reels and poynts , Feares , quauers , trembles in that dradfull case , As most of vs haue seene before our face : Or some such thing apparant to ech eye , That euery man may his foule fact espye , Yet what it was , who sound this vaste abbisse , When Reason blinde leades euery man amisse . T is true , the ▪ world in euery States Dominion , Is now of this , and then of that opinion ; For none aliue ( which on the Earth do well ) ▪ Can shew what 't was , or yet for certaine tell , But by coniecture ( likelyest ) to be guest , The ground and sum of all mens Iudgements best , Reueald by studie in the Arts diuine , To all the Sisters , learned Muses nine , That Cains most fearefull punishment and marke , For raking vp his brother in the darke ▪ Was that his skin was all to blackensse turn'd , Like to a Coale within the fire halfe burnd . simile . Ah cursed Caine the scourge of all thy Race , Now thou hast got a blacke and murdring face , For God aboue ( in Iustice ) hath ordaind , Thy ofspring all should to this day be staynd , Vnto the griefe and terror of their Soules . For laying Habel in could dusty mouldes : No other cause the world could euer tell , To make them looke as if they came from hell , Amongst the diuels at euery step to start , The fatall place where thou ( vile wretch ) now art . Some haue alledg'd out of their brains and wit , Alex Prob. Celius Rhod. The Sun himselfe to be the cause of it , That in the hot and torrid burning Zone , Vnder the line there Phaeton alone Must driue his Cart and teame a little hire , Or else againe the world would be on fire , The heate extreame their bodyes doth enflame , Their flesh it parches , and their stomackes tame , Their blood it dries , their humors all adust , As if their skin were ouergrowne with rust : If this be true , how is it that there bee In Africa , America , to see Vnder the line both people white and faire , As many men that now in Europe are , There borne and bred by courteous Natures lawes , A pregnant Signe that cannot be cause . Againe , the Sun with labour great and paine , If that the line but once he doth attaine , Though to the Earth he seemeth somewhat nigher , Yet in his Spheare he mounted farre more higher , More temperate there , the people liue and well , Then do the men vnder the Tropicks dwell , And twice a yeere he vseth there to burne , When once a yeere ( i' th Tropicks ) serues his turne . And other men haue other Reasons found , To shew the cause which to like purpose sound : There be that say , the drynesse of the Soile , May be the cause that doth their bodies foyle , To make them looke worse then a Colliers Elfe , simile . Much like the Diuell and cursed Cuine himselfe , From top to toe , from heade vnto the foote , As if ▪ with grease they were besmeard and soote . Vnto such men I would but know and try , If the Libian desarts be not far more dry , Whose people parch't , the very Sun doth rost , Yet are they white or tawny at the most , The want of water with the Sun and Sand , May be the cause that they so much are tand : But yet in Negro land the people haue , Of water store in euery ditch and Caue : For Niger great , euen from his very source , Iust through the midst hath euer kept his course , And all the land on euery side and round , Euen like to Nilus ouerflowes the ground , The drinesse of their Reason we may waue , Because t is knowne they water plenty haue . Those that ascribe it proper to the Earth , And see vs there euen from our very birth , How we and they are borne within one place , And we are white , and they are black and base , May sit them downe and well may take a pause , To thinke with vs that cannot be the cause . And some there be which to this day affirme , That t is the blacknesse of the Parents sperme , To be the cause and for a ground it take , But how came they so close a search to make ? If it be black , which some men haue denide , How came it so Imprinted on their hide , That in their youth iust in their prime and bud , Then is their skin as red as any bloud ▪ And in their age when perisht is their sight , From top to toe they are all yellow quight , And if you try to throw one in a ditch , To wash him white , hee 'le be as black as pitch . Others there be aboue the clouds do fly , To search the secrets of their destiny , Whose wits and learning sure must wander farre , To a Constellation or some fixed Starre , I would the cause they would vnto vs teach , And not to flye to farre aboue our reach , Vntill which time I shall be well content , To thinke it was Gods righteous punishment , On cursed Caine , and all his of-spring lewd , For doing that which I before haue shew'd . I must confesse vpon the vpper face , Of this wide Ball almost in euery place , Variety we see in strange attire , Complexion , Colour , Nature and Desire , Shape , gesture , face , the belly , limbs and back , But none more differ then the white from black , The Indian borne there where the Sun doth rise , Is palefast ( Ashey ) with red flaming eyes , The American which we but late haue seene , Is Oliue coloured of a sad french greene , The Libian dusky in his parched skin , The More all tawny both without and in , The Southerne man , a black deformed Elfe , The Northerne white like vnto God himselfe : And thus we see , euen still vpon the earth , God shewes his workes both in our liues and birth . The fatall place where Habels bloud washed , Esay . 7. 8. Is call'd Damascus , Arams chiefest head , Iem of the Earth , the eye of all the East , Pearle of the World , where Iupiter did rest , In Siria Land , the goodliest Citty seene , And sister to ( Ierusalem ) the Queene , Eze. 23. 4 Sweete Parragon , a royall Empresse borne , That all the World with glory didst adorne , Vntill the second Habels deerest bloud , Ran downe thy streetes like to a crimson floud , Simile . Titus in Iosep . & Adri. Aelius . Then was thy fields with bloud and slaughter dide , And made the Stage to all the World beside , Whereon fierce Tyrants in their barbarous hearts , With murdring minds haue acted all their parts . So hath Damascus seldome beene at rest , Whose fatall name bewrayes her bloudy brest , When Benhadad , Hazael , Rezin , fierce , 2. King 16 9. The scarlet sinewes of her Heart did pierce , There were the Titans murthered by the Blade , Of Iupiter , that all their army laid , In such a sleepe as till the Earth be shak't , By powre diuine will neuer more be wak't , Great Babilon , the Tyrant of the East , The Sarazens and Aegypt in her pierst , Braue Pompey wan it in sad mournefull sort , And Tamberlaine , he made them all amort ; Ierusalem , which lou'd her deerely well , Euen in her streetes hath tol'd her passing Bell. Haalon , the Tartar in his lowring warre , Ch. Adricom . Theatrum ●ter sanct. Within her bowels made a fearefull skarre : The Persian , Grecian , Christian , Romane last , The cruell Turkes haue all their fortunes cast , And fill'd the Ayre with pitteous shreikes and grones , Piling vp heapes of dead mens Skuls and bones , As if the place where Habels bloud was laid , The buriall ground of all the World were made . Euen as the bloud of deere Adonis slaine , Simile . By cruell Mars , faire Venus loue to gaine , Stain'd all the ground , bedyde the crimson graue , That powers diuine willing his worth to saue , From darke Obliuions black forgetfull night ; Which smothers all in silence from the light , With Nature ioyn'd to bring forth such a signe , As shall for euer to all Ages shine , In memory of that detested fact , Which murthering Mars did in his fury act : Vpon the body of that louely youth , Though some perhaps will hardly thinke it truth , But rather by the ancient Poets fain'd , Yet they I say haue to this day ordain'd , That from the bloud of deere Adonis young , The Safron ▪ flowers of all the Earth first sprung ▪ So may I say that from the scarlet blood Of Habel shed , like to ▪ a crimson flood Within the midst of rich Damasco plains , When Caine vnkindly pasht out all his braines . It pleased God to his immortall Fame , That still the Soyle should testifie the same With fragrant flowres , adorning all the ground , As no where else in all the world is found : That some haue thought by this vile deed accurst , The Damaske Rose sprang from his graue at first . Ah dearest Muse , here in this world of woes , Mongst Tigres fell , and cruell barbarous foes , Prodigeous men , ( Inhumain ) in their minds , Deuouring Beasts that all to powlder grinds The Infants face , the Innocent to hurt , The Lambe to teare , and throw him in the durt . How blest are we , which haue such wholesome lawes , To keepe vs safe out from the murdring pawes Of rancorous men , that in their deadly rage Would ( else no doubt ) straight shorten all our age , By macerating blowes to wound and braine , And spill our blood , as did that damned Caine . But yet we cannot say , that we liue free From as fowle sinnes , and hatefull treacherie : Now Murders , Treasons , enuious deeds begun , Must close be kept , and priuately be done . We diue to Hell and sound the deepest pits , Ransacke the Graues , and vse our vtmost wits To find a Diuel , or some small sugred Gall ▪ To witch a friend , or poyson him withall : Or else perchance , if we do hap to faile ▪ As some there be , will not set all to sale ▪ Yet that which curbes them from this damned vse , I meane the Law , how do they it abuse , Making the same the poore mans feet to tye , The instrument of all their villanie ? How are some men by greatnesse ouer swayd , Their Liues , Lands , Goods , and all they haue betrayd : The Foote-ball made , tost vp and downe by foes , Turmoyld and vext , plung'd in a world of woes , Neuer at Peace , forc't all their state to sell , Vnfortunate by enuious men to dwell : Clapt vp in Prison , all their dayes to spend In wrangling , Iangling , brangling to noe end . There is the Law where Purses well are linde , To wrong the weake to satisfie their minde , The louing Wise , the selfe same course must run , The Children small all vtterly vndone . When once mans heart infected is with gall , How doth it then to all foule vices fall ? Baines the whole house , leauing them all forlone , Much better farre if they were neuer borne : Then here to liue ( subjected ) toyld with paine , But neare the dore to some fell enuious Caine ▪ Yet sacred Muse , euen in this mortall life , The Iudgement , iust of those delight in strife : Thou often seest vpon their heads to fall , Some breake their neckes off from their horse and all , And some there be which wanting of their will , Haue sought themselues their owne heart blood to spill , With Poyson strong hastned their way to death , Or with a Rope strangled their cruell breath : Vsde all ill meanes to make away their liues To childrens griefe and terrour of their wiues , Rauing , inuoaking , all the Damned fiends , That all the world takes notice of their ends . Others there be that toucht before their death , With some remorse lye languishing in breath : Out of this life cannot at all depart , Till they haue crau'd forgiuenesse from their heart , To ease their soule their conscience ouer pang'd , Haue sent for those whom they before haue wrong'd Confest the Truth desirde them all to pray To God aboue for to be pleasde to lay No further torments , ( Iudgements ) full of feare , Vpon their backes then they can welnigh beare . Those that run on their current with the tide , And all their life in enuious courses bide : Deare Muse thou knowst their lowring daye is neere , When pale fac't death shall to their eyes appeare . Then shall the diuell take them within his powre , With gastly lookes euen at that dismall howre : Tortring their soules in euerlastling woes , Heauens iust Reward for all damn'd enuious foes . Meane while the Ioyes that are layd vp aboue , For those delight in quiet Peace and Loue , Which haue bin wrongd with Patience much enurde Earths stormy brunts haue to their paine endurde , That yet do liue suffring the wofull smart , Vexation , griefe , trouble of mind and hart , And to their end like Christian Martyrs bold , Holde on their Race , as I before haue told , How is there in the Heauens aboue the line , A sacred Crowne of purest gold most fine , Inlayd with Iems and orient Pearles of worth , More richer farre then all vpon this Earth , Iam. 1. 12. Reu. 2. 10. Preseru'd for those , and layd vp safe in store , When all theirfoes must stand without the dore , In endlesse paines with all the Diuels of hell , And they with God aboue the clouds shall dwell , Possessing there this conquering crowne of life , Free from all care , vexation , trouble , strife ▪ To muster here vpon a Sacred stage , The Murders , Treasons , Plots in euery age , Iniurious dealings , treacherous actions , base , Sly cunning traps to grind the poore mans face , Vexations , wrongs , fell viperous proiects vile , As bad and worse then those which do defile , Their fowle blacke hands in Christian crimson blood , Waste others State to do themselues no good : The damned rout of hell spurd Furies curst , That from Caines fact tooke all beginning first , Would tire my Muse , and weary all your eares , Amaze your thoughts , and fill you full of feares : With Wonder strike you as a man halfe dead , And set your haire vpright vpon your head , To see since first this world by God was fram'd , The enuious deeds not fitting to be nam'd : But Time diuider of ech day from night , Will all disclose and bring the Truth to light , Successiuely shall lay them open all , Iust as Occasion in my way may fall . Meane while ( deare Muse ) let vs retire againe , To shew the life of cursed enuious Caine : And tell what course after this deed he tooke , How round about on euery side his looke Was fearfull gazing , least his fathers eye Might glance that way , and so the fact espye , And see Gods iudgement on his branded skin , His blacke foule face for this vile murdring sin . Asham'd , and shamelesse barbarous wretch vnkind , From thence he goes , leaues Habel dead behind : Steales out away , and pryes in euery nooke , For feare his fact should be bewraid by 's looke : At length by chance as he was lingring late , He finds his sister by his fathers gate , Takes her away , euen in the euening darke , simile . As doth a Kite a simple harmelesse Larke , And when ( Alas ) she could not well descrye His foule blacke colour by her clowded eye . His speech she knew , which made her willing more To leaue her Iewels , kindred , and her store , And go with him then all the rest beside : She little thought his hands with blood were dide . Simile . All night they walkt , talking of this and that , She louely fayre , he like an vgly Bat That shuns the light , is neither bird nor beast , Of both partakes , ( a monster ) at the least : Or like to those that in our dayes do hie , From vs to Rome , from thence againe do flye , And little care so they may haue their will , Mens Soules , their Liues , their State and all to spill , As was the case of that damn'd murdring rout , Which from Hels bowels brought their treasons out , Vntill at last with wandring weary growne , And want of sleepe together both lay downe , Whilst he euen then , layes open all his mind , Tels her his loue he mindes with hers to binde , That she shall be the Obiect of his eye , His darling deare from her to neuer flye , By meanes of which adulterous flattring wilde , Incestuously he gets her there with childe . But when Aurora , glory of the World , Heauens candle bright about the Earth had purld , And but began to shew a burnisht face Vpon these two , in that polluted place : From slumbring sleepe his Sister sodaine wakt , Starts vp and cryes , most fearefully she quakt , So foule a sight by her was neuer seene , Thinking the diuell in shape of Caine had beene : Vpright she stands , her hayre vpon her head , Rowzd in the light from her adulterous bed , Faine would she run ( wishing her selfe at home ) Cursing the Time when she from thence did come , And glad would be no longer here to stay , But that from thence she knew not well the way . Like to a Lady in an euening darke , 〈◊〉 . Walking alone within her pleasant Parke , Thinking to meet her louing husband deere , Her father , brother , or some welcome Peere ; Is by a villaine suddenly surprisde , In shape , speech , gesture all of them disguisde : Carryed away , traynd on a long to walke , Misdoubts no hurt in all his trecherous talke , But freely spends the sable lowring night , Her ioyes , toyes , pleasures in her loues delight , Vntill the morning of the day appeares , Draws wide heauens Curtain , all the skies it cleares , And makes her see how she hath bin misled , By folly , guile , brought to an vnknowne bed : Weeps , mourns , laments , teareth her Amber hayres , Raues , frets , and grieues , as one distracted stares . That once her body louely chaste and pure , Should now be staind thus by a wretch impure ; And that her corpes when Heauens bright Candle winkt , Should be but found close to a Monster linkt . So may we iudge was this young Virgins case , Traynd ( as I told you ) from that louely place , Where father , friends , acquaintance all she had , To cast her fortunes on a Varlet bad : Damn'd homicide , dame Natures vglyest marke , To be betrayd thus trecherously i'thdarke : The vnblowne Rose defended by the thorns , Vermillion blush that both her cheeks adorns , Chaste , modest thoughts to giue the soule content , When these shall be all ech in sunder rent , Deflowr'd , defac't , by treason cropt and staind , To haue i'th'end none but a Mungrell gain'd . Thus in a maze astonisht all the while , Caine looketh vp , and on her face doth smile , Gently entreats , perswades her not to feare , The Sun burnt colour that his skin did beare : Tels her his face was nothing else but tan'd , With walking much about his new plow'd land : And that the colour on his face which lay , Would cleane be washt and skowred all away . She him beleeues , and so from thence they went , Like Vagabonds without a pasport sent : Simile ▪ Roming about , vntill at last they found , A pleasant , sweet , delitious , dainty ground , Iust to the East , hard to the lowring face Of sacred Iustice in that Orient place , Far from their Friends , their Country , Church , and God , To liue with ease within the Land of Nod , Heere first they stayd , and to secure their state . They built a house of timber , stones and slate , Turfe ; Morter , Durt , and euery thing they finde , They pile vp close to keepe off showers and winde , And at the length as if they were afraid , That after wards their liues might be betrayd , By sauage beasts , in humane monsters feil , Such as himselfe hath hatch't below in Hell , Reuengefull Tyrants , murthering men and all , About his house he builds a spacious Wall , And in the same he liues for many yeares , His conscience stuft with horrour , drad and feares , At length his Wife brings forth her first borne child , A bloudy Elfe , deformed fowle and wild , Like to the Sire , so is his picture drawne , Simile . Brought vp to sweare , cheate , couzen lye and fawne , No God to know , his tongue to curse and fret , With enuious face , for like doth like beget , And he againe his sister rude doth take , Makes choyce of her to be his onely make , That she and he and all the rest beside , Which in that place within the walls did bide : The cursed spawne of Caines adulterous race , Did in short time soouerswarme the place , With multitudes of that incestuous rout . Poligamy from this vile Race sprangout , That in seuen hundred twenty yeares and ten , Their hatefull stocke grew to a world of men , This was this Age that Caine did liue some say , Genebrard ●x Rab. sol . When then began his fatall lowring day , For Iustice alwayes in mans life or death , Will yet at length her flaming sword , vnsheath , Lamech the fifth , from his own bloud descended , With one hard blow his vitall life straight ended : Iust Iudgement of the Highest euer still , To make the blind to execute his will , That though man runs vnpunisht all his dayes , Yet in the end he payes him many wayes , And when the least of all his time he thinkes , Then is he caught , vnder Gods vengeance sinkes . For as the Rabbyes of the Iewes do tell , This monster Caine about these parts did dwell , And was the first that euer City built , Led thereunto by his fowle murthering guilt , More to secure him in so strong a Wall , And shun the curse then any thing at all , Euen where sinne most of all the earth was bred , He layes him downe and makes that place his bed , There wallowes , tumbles , spends his aged dayes , In wicked workes ten thousand kind of wayes ; When at the last he for a beast was slaine , By Heauens iust Act in treacherous Tubal-Caine , Guiding the hand of Lamech being blind , To murther Caine against his fathers mind , And Tubal-caine had his iust Guerdon paid , For Lamech struck him that all dead he laid , His bleeding corps vpon the cold greene ground , What they wrought others , they themselues haue found . The City Caine by Henocks name did call , His eldest Sonne whom most he lou'd of all , Some say the same by Libanus was fram'd , But afterwards by others ( Oenus nam'd ) And some affirme the building Iesca leed , Great Iebab Mauly were his only deede , And Tehe , Celet , Cities sixe in number , Were raiz'd by him with such a world of lumber , As in our dayes those that behold the place , May see their ruines in Caines wofull case . You Cities all , how were you fram'd at first ? But in the sin of wicked Caine accurst , Was not your Morter tempered with the bloud , And slaughter vile of righteous Abel good ? Is not the Earth her bowels rent and torne , Your walls to build and lofty towers adorne ? Great Thetis lap is all beslic't and cut , To bring forth treasures in your wombs to put ; The lofty Ceders , Timber Trees of worth , Are hack't downe flat , and leuel'd with the earth , Base gold and siluer that mans mind appals , Where doth it rust but in your cankred walls ? How are your streetes with Paracides bepestred , With noysome Air ( contagious ) fowly festred , So banesull growne , that from you , all or some , Hels Antechrist the Prince of Diuels shall come . So Babilon the tyrant of the earth , Dan. 7. 8. And Rome Vsurper since her Popish birth , How were they built but in the crimson gore , Of thrice ten millions of mens soules and more , Nimrod the hunter of Gods fearefull flock , First raiz'd that Tower which seem'd the heauens to mock By tyranizing on the feeble weake , As in my worke heereafrer I shall speake , And Romulus the monster of his age How did he murther in his barbarous rage , His brother Remus , in whose scarlet bloud ▪ Rome first was built by Tybers treacherous floud , And since the sincke of superstition made , For euery wretch within her walls to trade , Idoll of Nature sprang at first from hell , As afterwards I shall haue cause to tell , But what make we ( deareMuse ) within the walls , Oftraiterous Townes and Citties full of braules , Where nothing sauours wholesome , sweete and faire , But earthly bad to putrifie the Ayre , Let vs retire into the country coates , To heare Heauens birds to chirp ten thousand noates , About the woods on euery side along , Sweete Nightingales to warble forth their song , The Lennet , Larke , the Blackbird , Thrush and all , How night and day their smooth sweete tunes do call , Melodiously vnto the God offame , To sound forth prayses to his glorions name , And where our Grandsire Adam last was left , When Caine his brother of his life bereft . Whether the Soule of Habels body slaine , By the curst hand of treacherous damned Caine , His Genius spirit Angell , bloud , or Saint , Or God himselfe did Adam first acquaint , With the sad newes of this so vile a deede , Or that suspicion in his brest might breede , Abroad he walkes , and findes the bleeding quarre , Of Habell slaine vnder a fatall starre , Weepes and laments ▪ grieues to haue lost his sonne , Caine , Daughter , Brother all of them vndone , He louing Father piles a wondrous heape , ( Collossus like , ) of massy stones not cheape , Simile . And with much care his dying name to saue , Builds a huge Mount vpon his crimson graue , From thence as one distracted for the time , With deepe conceit of this so foule a crime , Surcharg'd with sorrow , ouergrowne with griefe , He hates the place as Author of it chiefe , And with his Wife and all his children left , He bids adien vnto the ground and wept , Trauels along like to a Pilgrim poore , Or as a Hermit with small litlle store ; Simile . Till at the last , it was their chance to stay , In Canaan , and there their bones to lay , As in this rugged , ragged , rurall verse , I hope ere long ( diuinely ) to rehearse . But sacred Muse , here we must stay awhile , seth borne . And with Sethes birth the posting time beguile , That sweete borne Babe of Heauen it selfe befriended , From whom the Church is lineally descended , Iust as a hundred twenty yeares and ten , Of Adams age into this world of men , He was begat , Tipe of that promist Lambe , To saue the World , into the World first came , Preaching Repentance all our liues to mend , Whose Gouernment shall neuer earthly end , Vntill the Trumpet in the skyes shall sound , To summon soules from their dead sleepe i' th ground : How did the Heauens euen in his infant birth , Reioyce and dance about the Ball i' th earth , Melodiously their sacred Organs went , To see young Seth into the World thus sent , In Minor yeeres their fortunes on him showred , And on his head their deerest blessings powred , Enduing him with towardnes and wit , That on his temples all the Arts did sit ; About his Browes the Lawrell wreath haue wound , As the first man that euer letters found , How did the Saints at this thy Fortune smile , " True Isralite in whom there is no guile . Ioh. 1. 47. Thy manly ▪ dayes they were not ouersway'd , Gen. 4. 26. Chap. 5. 34. With fond conceits but in Religion stay'd , Enuy , Opression , Lust , and Rauine base , Within thy heart could neuer find a place , Nor yet the thought of any deede vnkind , Could once be found to harbour in thy mind , But full of peace like to thy father deare , Or God himselfe in all his workes most cleare ; Simile . So art thou blest to bring forth such a Sonne , From whom the Church successiuely must runne , True Picture of thy Body Mind and Thought , Enoch the man to God himselfe that brought , Enoch borne . Thee sacred flock which wandring almost lame , And taught them first to call vpon his Name , By prayer , preaching , Heauen blest dearest Muse , Which on the Sabaoth they did dayly vse . Yet some do say the Church againe did fall , In this mans dayes to wicked vices all , Brough . Mart. Luther . Caluin ▪ Tremelius . Perecius vpon Gen. 4. 26. That Sethes great sonne , and all his future Race , Did now begin ( dumb Idols ) to imbrace , And that their rites and sacrifices slaine , Were all intended vnto Charles his waine , The Sunne and Moone ▪ the Starres about this border , As blind Deuotion led them out of order . Yet Enoch deere , my Muse can hardly thinke , Nor can it once within my Braines to sinke , But that the Plant from whence rose Christ his flock , Did yeeld forth fruit according to the stock , And that the line from whence the Church is sprung , But that must be vnspotted , chast and young , Cleane , vndefiled , pure in euery part , In Ages all according to the Hart : Euen in the time when Adam and Wife , Liu'd both in peace , deuoid of care and strife , And Seth their Sonne though all the rest were bad , Yet he the knowledge of the Godhead had , And taught it thee to leaue vnto thy seede , By which thy soule did hourely on it feede : Vntill the last of this thy Glasse was runne , Then didst thou dye and leftst it thy sonne , And so from thence in euery Age it past , Till Noahs Arke was on the waters cast , Successiuely from whence it after went , Till Christ himselfe vpon the Earth was sent , And that the Crosse ( with crimson bloud ) was dide , To pay the sinnes of all the world beside ; With such a Ransome of eternall fame , As euermore must alwayes blaze his Name , From whence the Church now in her latest night , In many a place yet hath her Candlelight . Full ninty yeares thou liuedst at the least , When Kenan was conceiued in the brest , Kenan born● ▪ Of thy deare Spouse and thou wast all the while , Quight out of hope , not seene at once to smile , In disperation as a man for lorne , Till thy first Babe into the World was borne , Thy name bewraying of thy discontent , When Kenan be to glad thy heart was sent , And made thee Father of a thriuing sonne , Whose actions all vnto thy mind did run . He at the age of threescore yeares and ten , Psal. 90. 10 , Mahalaieel . borne . ( In Dauids dayes , the dying age of men ) Did then beget great Mahalaleel young , A sweete fac't Imp with nimble pleasing tongue , Whose whole delight was working euer still , To prayse the Lord and execute his will : Whilst by examples void of enuious guile , By smooth sweete preaching in a goulden stile , And beating downe Oppression , Pride and Hate , The Churches eyes he did illuminate . Iust at the age of threscore yeares and fiue , Adam and Eue yet being both aliue , Great ▪ Mahalaleel sonne of Kenan past , He ●ared brings into the world at last , Iared borne . Whose whole delights were all to goodnesse bent , As if that he was from the clouds downe sent , To cheere vp Eue and Adam in their Caues , And comfort them vnto their happy graues . He long time liues the chastest man of all , Loues darts were throwne but at a brazen wall , Vntill at length it sanke into his brest , The Churches Line vpon his Race should Rest . Then doth he pause , and vnto marriage goe , Iust at a hundred threescore yeares and two , And in the strength of this his body high , Begat a child which neuer liu'd to dye . Enoch the seuenth that euer yet was bred , Enoch borne . Gen. 6. 24. From whom the Church doth now deriue her head , But Enoch stay , I cannot but admire , The chast condition of thy reuerent Sire , To liue so long within so prime an Age , When euery obiect as a pleasing Page , Might rauish sence , allure the chastest eye , With lookes more cleere then is the purest dye , And when the Angels if the Booke be true , Book of Enoch Came downe from Heauen their beauties all to view . Great powerfull God what can I thinke or speake , When all my wits are for this point to weake , But to conceiue thy glorious Angels bright , How they can be intangled with the sight , And pleasing lookes of this fond sinfull sex , Though fram'd as t were out of the Virgins wax . Yet drawne ( entiste ) to euery thing is ill , Euen as occasion workes vnto their will . I know some thinke their weake opinions sound , Viues Euseb. Lactan. That in those dayes few women chast were found , But that Pride , Enuy , Lust , Dissembling , Guile , Did their white hands with all foule things defile , And that the Diuels with Lucifer which fell , From Hell arose with woman kind to dwell : By which their seede against ( dame ) Natures lawes , Prodigiously thus mixed was the cause , To bring forth Monsters in that fearefull case , Huge Giants tall of Gog and Magogs Race , Eze. 38. 23. Reuel. 20. 8. Such as not now can any where be found , For whom the world was shortly after drown'd . Others there be that thinke the Angels bright , Tertullian . Sarazens l. 3. 5 Which then stood pure before the most of might , With twelue great Princes of their royall band , Came downe from Heauen , in lareds dayes did stand , Vpon the top of lofty Hermon Hill , There curst and vowd for to obtaine their will , Vpon mens Daughters which their eyes had seene , Sweete louely faire , delightfull , young and greene , And that the Mount from that time forth was nam'd , The Hill of Hermon as not once asham'd , That their foule plot to this vile Hidra growne , Should by the name still to this day be knowne . Semixas great , which was their chiefest Prince , Book of Enoch Iude. 6. 9. 14. Disswaded first from this foule curst offence , Fearing the tortures of the Angells all , Their sins and shame vpon his head would fall , Till by Arachiell and the rest all ten , That in this place my Muse is loath to pen : He gaue consent , and so from thence all went , Euen as their minds on Hermon hill were bent , But God aboue soone sendeth ( Michaell ) downe , Who binds Semixa with a sacred frowne , Reu. 12. 7. 8 , 9. Chaines him in hell and all his of-scum Race , Ties to the hils as Fairy Goblins base , The rest and all the selfe same cup do taste , Heauens fowre Archangels these foule fiends so waste , That all Earths monsters sprong from hell at first , Must by the flood be washt away and curst . A third opinion that our Age doth yeeld , In this large , goodly , ample , spatious field , Amongst the Arabian , Christian , Turke and Iew , Which sounds to reason ( likelyest ) to be true . Is that Seths issue from the Church deriued , Though in the depth of learned Arts they diued , And seem'd Gods Sonnes ( adopted ) sweet of face , Yet linck't themselues in Caines adulterous Race , By which their Spawne from this vile mingle mangle , Began with Pride ( contentiously ) to brangle , With griping pawes to satiate their fill , The harmelesse childs poore weake mans state to spill : Most barbarously to trample on the head Of the chaste Virgine to deflowre her bed : To feed on gore ( inhumanly ) to tare Mans flesh in peeces , gnawe his bones all bare , And tyranize , the great to wrong the lesse , To act those things which all the world may gesse . Out from this Medly sprang those Gyants first , Gen. 6. 4. 5. 12. 13. Monsters of men that made the Earth accurst , Base diuelish minds with big aspiring lookes , When as a man his neighbour hardly brookes , But sheds his bloud squeeseth the flesh and gall , Licks vp the gore worse then a Canniball , Nature ( prodigious ) in their mungrell birth , Made them adord , yet demy Gods on earth : Whilst feare restraind the weaker men in aw , To Idolize against her sacred law , They spend their dayes to treade the selfe same trace , Or worse if may be in this barbarous case , That in the end with Brazen cotes of maile , They tempt the heauens and seeke the clouds to scale , To pull downe God from his triumphant throne , By their damn'd Pride and hellish power alone . Thus whilst oppression ouerflowes the world , The little men still by the greater hurld , Their states consum'd , their lands and liues all spoyl'd , Their cause ( though iust ) by greatnesse crost and foyl'd , Themselues by others ( basely ) bought and sold , And hardly vs'd as I before haue told : Adam he grieues at this accursed Race , Eue she laments with discontented face , Both prostrate fall before the God of power , To take their soules and send them happy howre . So deerest Muse heere in this mortall life , The Author . That swarmes in troupes of those delight in strife , Which neuer rest till all my state be spent , But at my Ruine all their aime is bent , How could I wish that my last dayes were come , Or that my foes were Cardinals of Rome , Or that my Peace which ( almost ) cost the best , Of Lands and Life , to liue in quiet rest ; Were granted me , I car'd not which of all , But in my way would ( fortunately ) fall , So should I rest , no liuing man annoy , Or to the Heauens translate my soule with ioy . But why do I cast stones against the wind , Thus to disclose the secrets of my mind , To waile my woes , lay open all my griefe , My foes wish well as Authors of it chiefe , And all this while no comfort yet I haue , But still fell Enuy more and more doth raue , To wound my Soule with such inueterate hate , As murders all to swallow vp my State . O pardon me , God may an Angell send , To worke my Peace , or else some welcome friend , Conuert my Foes , their Conscience touch with feares , Or bring my Cause vnto my Soueraignes eares . Oh then how ioyfull shall that happy howre Be to my Soule , more sweet then sweetest flowre : And glad me more then if I ( treasures ) found , The greatest Riches on this Earthly ground : My future life shall warble ( sacred ) layes , To sound my God , and then my Soueraignes prayse . But Adam ( yet according to thy minde ) Thou dost Gods loue and all his fauours finde , Though in thy youth thou wastvntimely croft , When Paradise was by thy folly lost . Thy first borne sonnes before thine eyes both slaine , Thy daughter stole , thy dayes to end in paine : And worst of all , that these vile Monsters base Should but descend and come from this thy Race : That thou shouldst liue but to behold the sinnes , The wrongs , Oppressions , in th●…●…nd begins , The Horrors , Griefes , Vexations howrely fall Vpon the heads of this thy of spring all : And last , these Gyants heauens blew vaile to rend ▪ To treade in blood without all hope to mend , Made thee desire that thou thy wish mighst haue , To come ( in Peace ) to this thy welcome Graue . God heares thy cry , and sends his Angels bright , Clad in white garments of heauens sacred light , Attir'd like Nymphs of chaste Dianaes traine , With glistring wings a Crowne of life to gaine , All to be spangled in rich costly Iems , From the crowns top , vnto their skirts and hems , With Lawrels wreathd close to their Temples chaste : And Trumpets dangling by ech louely waste These all came downe thy sorrowes to aswage , In thine nine hundreth thirtie yeares of Age , To guard the soules both of thy selfe and wife From this worlds care , vexation , griefe and strife : Of from the earth , vp to the lofty skies , When they haue cheerd and clozd vp both thine eyes . Then all their Trumpets in the ayre doth sound , From Heauens blew wall downe to the lowest ground , Melodiously about the clouds resounding , The hils and dales ( with Eccho ) all rebounding , Till at the last they brought both safe and sure , Two welcome soules into Gods presence pure . Seth yet suruiues , grieues for his parents losse , Mourns , weeps , laments , at this sad heauy crosse : So he conceiues the Loue of two such friends , From this worlds poynt , vnto hervtmost ends : On euery side of all the Earth and Round , Can hardly well be parareld and found . He sheds salt teares , downe from his cheeks distilling , Plaining his woes , shewing himselfe vnwilling To part with both , stoops downe ( oft times ) and kisses Their dead pale lips , and from his soule he wishes That his liues blood ( deare tender hearted Seth ) Had gone before , and but excusd their death . His friends ( come in ) and brothers , sisters all , Some cheare him vp , others to weeping fall ; Euen as we see the case ( oft times ) our owne , The losse of friends to cast our courage downe , Amate our minds , and makes vs vaile our face , Knowing that we must tread the selfe same trace . Then vp they take their withered bodyes dead , Imbalme them both , and wrap them close in lead But first with Nitre Orient spices meet , And Mummia , Cedar , fragrant , rich and sweet , They all perfume , and dresse their bodyes cold , Then winde them vp as I ( before ) haue told , And lay them ( seemly ) on a Sable Hearse , Sad heauenly sight , a bleeding heart to pierce , To see the Parents of the totall world ( Before their eyes ) thus vp to nothing curld .

Foure of Seths brothers on their shoulders take , The Sable trunke , and so from thence they make Procession like , a solemne sacred way To Caluerie , vpon our Lady day : For as the Church doth euermore begin . Since God heauens crowne for all our sakes did win , Vpon that day to count the Christian yeare , So some still say he did mans body reare , Out of the dust , iust at that instant howre , The day and time in which himselfe did powre His holy Spirit in the Virgins wombe , And did therein the second Adam tombe ▪ And true it is that Adam ( fram'd by God ) Liu'd yeares compleate , no months nor dayes as od , By which we gather that that very day , They were both buryed wrapt vp cold in clay . The Ceremonies and the sacred Rites , The forme and manner ( all my Sences ) cites ; Which Seth then vsde and holy Henoch pure , Drawes on my Muse ( as with a golden lure ) To sing the same vnto all future times , In these rude , ragged , harsh , vnpolisht rimes : : But that my course another way must bend , As one that trauells neare his iourneys end , And that my Muse may chance for to be curst , When this shall grow and swell beyond my first . But yet one thing I may not ouer-slip , And leaue the Vales , vp to the Mounts to skip : For certaine t is that euermore the Iew , Hath stedfast held his owne opinion true , And he affirmes the likeliest place of all : This goodly spatious , wide , delitious Ball , Where Adams corpes was by his children laide , Was not i th' mount , as late before I sayd , But in the sweet and dainty pleasant vale Of Hebron plaine , hemd in with such a Rale , And lofty border of braue mounting Trees , With fragrant Flowers to feede the hony Bees : And all Heauens guifts vpon this holy ground , As search the world the like was neuer found . Here afterwards was Sarahs body layd , Both Abraham and his sonne Isaacke stayd : Gen. 23. 12. 4. 7. 9. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. Cha ▪ 25. 9. 10. Cha. 35. 29. cha. 50. 13. Rebecca , Iacob , Patriarkes and all Were here inter'd ( as in a Brazen wall ) And many a Iew wrapt vp within this plaine , That till Doomes day shall neuer rise againe . This is the place that Abraham admired , Which more then gold his very soule desired , And made him purchase on his bended knee , That with his Fathers all his seed might bee . And there remaine vntill the trumpe shall sound , Then rise together from that holy ground , And so mount vp the throane of God aboue , And scale the Heauens vpon the wings of Loue . But yet deere Muse amongst the dead mens graues , With piles of sculs in hollow vaults and caues , Ghast ( fearefull ) sights , we must no longer stay , But post with speed to some more pleasing way , Though all the Earth be but the sinke of sin , For Adams Race to ( tumble ) wallowin : Yet is it better euery way beside , With liuing men then with the dead to bide . Shew therefore now what afterwards befell , How most men liu'd , worse then the diuels of hell : In blood , oppression , feud and deadly hate , Base cruelty to wast ech others state , Making no conscience of th' eternall Law , When Adam's dead , that kept yet some in awe : The Father , Mother , Sister Friends and Brother , Like treacherous Wolues deuoure vp one th' other , Each ▪ man cries out , the little ones as fishes , Can scarcely liue to serue the great mens dishes , All sinne abounds from poore to men of worth , Like to a Streame which ouerflowes the Earth , Simile . Or generall deluge from great Neptunes hand , That on a sudden ouerflowes the Land , In such aboundance with that powerfull sway , That nothing now can this maine current stay : But Heauens great Maker of Earths totall frame , If he discend and but behold the same , When least of all the World shall thereof dreame , Then may he Alter , turne their tide and streame . T is true as then they had no Law beside , The Law of Nature in their Conscience dide , Grauen in their hearts , and stamp't within their mind , By him whose Image in our Soules we find , The sin the lesse yet not to be excuz'd , When God himselfe hath in our Brests infuz'd , Both in our birth succeding infant youth , His holy Spirit to leade vs in all Truth . But yet if God so sharpe a Iudgement tooke , As shall be shew'd heereafter in this Booke , Vpon these men the monsters of their time , Whose haiuous sins vp to the Clouds did clime , What may we thinke of this last Age of ours : Wherein we liue not many dayes nor howres , Yet we exceede the former Ages all , And God to Iudgement ready is to call , The Glasse neere run mans dated Time expired , Doomes fearefull day when all things must befired , Drawes neere at hand Earths candle light doth blinke , When all the World must vnder Iustice sinke ; And giue account of euery action past , This Age of ours it cannot long time last . For now Oppression ouerflowes the Earth , Farre more and worse then in her Infant birth , Fowle Cruelty , Extortion , Enuious Pride , Hypocrisie and smooth fac't sinnes beside , I etting and masking vnder formall Coates , That hard it is to know the Sheepe from Goates , The Puritant which hates the name of Mammon , Act. 2. 44. Is yet content to hold mens goods in common , And all the rest in this my tedious taske , When Time shall serue I hope for to vnmaske , Meane while Romes Wolfe hath entred in our Ile , Deuoured some by Craft , Dissembling , Guile , Base Couetousnesse the monster of our Age , How doth she creepe vpon the Graue and Sage , When Mony swayes , and Charity is cold , What is it not , but some will do for gold ? O Plague , O Poyson , hatcht in Hell below , Thy banefull Breath o're all the World doth flow , The Earth it selfe within her bowels pent , Her proper wombe is ript for thee and rent , The ( sacred ) lap of Thetis cut and slic'st , Aboue the clouds with Belzabub thou fly'st , Thou gnawst the minds of holy men like Mice , Ier. 6. 13 Chap. 3. 10. 2. Pet. 2. 3. Eclus 40 , 12. Thy sight doth sting worse then the Cockatrice , How hast thou spoyl'de corrupted in all Ages , The purest minds of greatest Personages ? Whose Seruants painted with foule leperous Kibes , Now sell their soules and all they haue for bribes . Like curst Gehazies base polluted pawes , simile ▪ 2. King . 5. 22. 26 ▪ 27. Which wrong'd his God , and holy Masters lawes , And runs apace to catch into his hands , A little gold to purchase Nabaoths lands , Perchance to hang vpon his gawdy back , When Wife and Children staru'd at home may lack , Or else to spend in drinking drunke and play , 'Mongst beastly Wbores to cast the same away . But God aboue that spyes the inmost thought , Discernes the fact which is in secret wrought , Vpon the top of damn'd Gehazies head , Showres downe his Iudgements as Elisha said , And in an instant all his body o're , From top to toe is pestred with a sore , An Irkesome Scab vpon his skin doth grow , A Leprosie as white as any snow , Nor this alone vnto his body sticks , A mates his mind and seared conscience pricks , But all his kindred best acquainted friends , Forsake him quight and none vnto him sends , And to this day his of-spring and his Race , Are leperous tainted in that cursed case . Father of Lights , and God of Spirits all , Power downe thy Iustice let thy Iudgements fall , Vpon the hairy Scalpes of those that wrest , Dishonestly their Friends or Neighbours beast , Their goods , their Lands , their liuing or their life , Not satisfied , continue still in strife ▪ Great God that all the world may see thy good , Taint thou their Issue of-spring and their bloud , These are the Cankars of the common wealth , Base Caterpillars powling best by stealth ; That neuer care so they may haue their will , Mens bloud their liues their state and all to spill : If thy good pleasure sayes my prayers nay , Thy Will be done , Lord fat them for thy day . But holy God , what will become of those , Which in an open publike place shall chose , To giue occasion first to shew their gall , Do call a man both this and that and all , And afterwards shall lye vpon the catch , Their friends estate , into their hands to snatch , By Deedes , Conueyance , Obligations , Bonds , To wring and wrest , to make them sell their Lands , Before such time as any thing is due , To clap vp such with Cerberus his crue , In wofull prison sick to lye and rot , Not once to case , assawge their griefes a iot ; And all the while in Equity and Right , There 's nothing due but what is got by might , By Wrong , Oppression diuelish traps and guile , And wicked plodding in such actions vile . Lord pardon them , forgiue their great offences , Call once againe , illuminate their sences , Waken their carelesse too secure a slumber , Forget their faults too infinite to number , Let them Restore what they haue wrongly got , Else will those goods consume away and rot , And aye the Infant yet vnborne will cry , For Vengeance iust on their posterity . But let not vs ( good Lord ) O let not vs , Trace out their steps to giue examples thus , Make vs auoyde to fall into the like , Lest suddenly thy Iudgements do vs strike , With farre more terror on our bodyes knowne , Then euer was vpon Gehezi showne , Or all thy chosen people thou didst make A warning sad for vs ( in Time ) to take , Besides the losse ( eternall ) of thy Grace , Where such a one shall neuer see thy face . But chaste Vrania , Soueraigne of my Muse , In whom the Heauens do their best guifts infuse , Why dost thou now thy loue so farre ingage , As to descend downe to our times and Age , Leauing the world that at the first was drownd , To ramble out , beyond thy scope to sound ? Damn'd Vice , vnmaske with those that wrest and lurch , And all this while ( thus ) to forget the Church . Retire againe , and stay not with vs long , Thou maist be blam'd for this thy wholesome song , For 't is most true one harldly ▪ scapes of ▪ ten , That hunts the Foxe too neare the Lions den . Auoyde , begone , contend not much with these , For feare perhaps thou dost some men displease , And so incurre some danger on thy selfe , For taxing those which are in loue with pelfe : Come to the Church deare Muse , where last of all Thou Henoch leftst vpon this goodly Ball. There thou art tide ; O do not much abound . Take sanctuary in their holy ground : And from these things till time shall serue surcease , Then shalt thou Rest and liue in perfect Peace . Henoch the seuenth from Adams pupillage , Gen. 5. 21. Iud. 14. At sixtie fiue yeares of his manly Age , Begat a childe whose like was neuer found , From this worlds birth in all her spatious Round , That liu'd to see so many weekes of dayes As this man did , and yet no strength decayes : Methuselah the wonder of his time , Whose age may claime of all the earth the prime , Which liu'd to see with Simeons heart inflam'd , The Arke of Noah before his death all fram'd ; Luk. 2. 25. 26. 27. Tipe of that Church which from mount Sion purl'd , When Caesars scepter swayd the Westerne world . Methuselah both ancient , graue and sage , One hundred fourescore and seauen yeares of Age , All chaste doth liue , and then begets a Son , Vpon whose death the world was quite vndon , Lamech the father of that faithfull child , Which sau'd seauens Soules , and all the rest beguild , When that the Arke was by the waters heaued , O then they knew their wits were all deceiued . Great Noahs selfe from Lamechs loynes descended , When full one hundred eightie yeares were ended , And that the Sun had foure times crost the line , Then is he borne , and in his birth did shine , Like to a glimpse of that all sacred light , Simile . Which in these dayes may dazle all our sight : His name fore-tiping from his mothers brest , That he was borne to be the Churches Rest . Ioh 1. 19. Fiue hundred yeares ( or neare vpon ) he past His manly dayes both continent and chaste , And then espowsed to his future Fame , A Noble , Faire , and courteous , louely Dame , Some thinke the sister of great ▪ Tubal-Caine , Genebrard . in Cron ▪ Iew Rab. Sweete Naamah his loue at first did gaine . Though from the Line of cursed Caine descended , Yet of the Heauens she was so highly friended , As that her Lot before the world was drown'd , Fell lucky forth within the Churches ground . Oh God thy workes are farre beyond our reach , The least of them may all our Sences teach : Thou hast thy sheepe disperst in euery place , From Henochs , Seths and Caines proud enuious Race : It is thy pleasure bad mens sins to pay , To saue ( some yet ) and cast not all away , The Flowres oft times which do mongst Cockle grow , May smell more sweet then any plant we sow . And tender Seeds out from the Popish Seate , May yet at length proue Eares of perfect wheate , Chiefly when Noah Gods husbandman shall till , And worke the ground according to his will , With pruning , planting in that forme and manner , As was the Church once vnder Caesars Banner . So Abraham was out from Chaldee cald , Gen. 12. 28. Chap. 12. 2. Cha ▪ 41. 42. 43 44. Iob. 1. Exod. 2. 5. 6. 11. 13. 15. Hest. 2. 17. cha. 7. 6. 10. And Ioseph great in Egypts Court instald : Iob in the land of Vz amongst those men , Where so he liu'd that grieues my soule to pen : And Moses milde amongst the murdring sort , Was nurst , brought vp within king Pharohs Court . Hester the Queene , that made her foes a scorne , Was marryed , ( tide ) vnto a Pagan borne . And Paul hims : elfth ' Apostle of vs all , Yet first was bred within prowd Tarsus wal : And diuers others which my Muse could name , Were traind vp thus , and yet deseru'd no blame . For he that builds vpon the slippery sand , Yet Time may serue to make his fabricke stand , And these were such as from the rest reculde , The weaker sexe are by the greater rulde , Though some ( perhaps ) haue tride the same and mist , Yet wise men still do winde them as they list . As by example , from Noahs happy choyce , This world of ours may euer iust reioyce , To haue a mother without blurre or staine , When all were lost to store the Earth againe . But what make wee ( deare Muse ) with Noahs wife , Chaste Matron , graue preseruer of our life ? Whose Fame deserues heauens azurd richest gowne , A garland deckt and Lawrell wreathed Crowne , And in her lap the Frame of all to hold , I fall were made of solid beaten gold , What if she be deriued from the Race , Of cursed Caine , yet hath she better face ▪ A Conscience cleane , Religion in her brest , Within whose Soule Heauens dearest guifts do rest , Tipe of the Church now to perfection wrought , Which was at first but out of darknesse brought . Looke backe againe , and post not one too fast , For feare thou beest beyond thy compasse cast : Tell what befell to Adams issue left , What misdemeanours all his ofspring kept , Ech man his neighbor deadly hates and wounds , Sin ouerflowes ( in euery place ) abounds , The greater still deuouring vp the small , That in the end th' oppressed blood doth call For vengeance iust vnto the God of Powre , Who doth descend , and on the world doth lowre , Repents himselfe that ere he did begin , To frame the same thus poysoned all with sin , Whose true repentance from his eyes did draw , That streame of teares which wofully they saw , When all the Earth could scarce support , containe The Inundation of his furious raine ; But sunke , shranke in , vnder the water diues , As loath to saue the wicked treacherous liues , Of hatefull men that neuer liu'd at Rest , But when they bloud spilt on her ( crimson ) brest . This was the cause which made the Clouds to drop , Sad sudden showres ( downe ) from Dame Natures shop , And all the fountaines of the greatest deepe , To be broke vp o're all the Earth to creepe , Gen. 7. 11. Heauens Windowes ope , the ratling Aire to sound , With fearefull stormes like to a Chaos drown'd , simile . Rumbling and tumbling , iumbling all together , As we haue seene in sudden sulphery Weather , Gods voyce to teare ( Heauens Curtaine ) to our wonder , Psal. 29. 23 Out from a darke black horrid dreadfull thunder . But yet before God doth to Iudgement passe , Esa. 40. 67 simile . 1. pet. 1. 24. psal. 90 56 simile . He meditates , and sees that mans but grasse , Like to a flower that in the morning cut , Is yet ere night with their dead bodies put , Into the Graue , and so consume together , Euen in a Moment changed hither thither , Dride vp to nothing by Heauens altring time , When ( yesterday ) they flourisht in their prime . God re-ascends , and lets the world alone , Takes Enoch vp that liu'd therein to mone , Waile , grieue , lament , the abuses which he saw , Committed were against the conscience , law , Of noble Nature in that sinfull age , Small hope to mend when all could not asswage , The furious current of their streame and tide , Too good ( sweete Saint ) with these foule men to bide . The Angels bright , and all the powers diuine , Enoch taken vp ▪ Before thy face in glittring Robes do shine , Their number more then are the stars and sands , With golden Censors in their pure white hands , Winged with Fame to mount the highest Heauens , Ranck 't all in order mustring iust by seauens , Descending sweetely on thy louely Brest , To bring both soule and body to their Rest , By safe conueyance in a Charriot fram'd , Of burnisht gold , the Horse with loue inflam'd ; Mount vp the Aire with stately stomack fierce , And at the last the brazen Wall doth pierce : Where like a Prince that Paradise had gain'd , Of Eue and Adam thou art entertain'd , With farre more loue within so braue a field , Then all the World and all therein can yeeld , There thou dost liue when they are wrapt in dust , Gen. 5. 24 Jude 14. The seuenth from them , Tipe of our Sabaoth iust . Now thou art gone what can be heere expected , But Enuy , Hate , with all good deedes neglected , Pride , Cruelty , Extortion , ouer-rules ; Making the Earth Vermilion dyde with gules , And sable shewes of foule inueterate spleene , Hatch 't in Hels vaults whose like was neuer seene , Before this time so strongly to abound , And ouerflow the Vniuersall Round , As that small hope there is at all to mend , Till God to Iustice shall from Heauen descend , And view the world not as he made it first , But as it is poluted , stain'd accurst , Contagious , vile in Caines adulterous race , And ouerspred with all damn'd actions base , When what we should not in our pawes we get , As bad and worse as ere I told you yet . But cease deare Muse for thou at large hast layd , Their sins wide ope and all their spight betray'd , Vnmask 't the Browes of all that wicked Rout , Which diu'd to Hell to bring their plots about , The rest preseru'd I meane those Children deare , That liue in Loue and worshipt God in feare , Whose bloud ascended , Mounted vp the skye , And for iust Vengeance at his Throne did cry . God heares their moane and re-descends againe , And sees that Sin the totall Earth did staine , In stead of Flowers and wholesome pleasing fruite , He finds but Weedes and barbarous actions bruite , The weake poore man still by the greater cast , In far worse case then when he view'd it last ; Now Cruelty doth grinde the Infants face , To swallow all with griping proiects base , Corruption , Bribes , the World it selfe doth fill , From Sodoms Vale to Sions sacred Hill , Comes neere the Church to enter in her walls , To fill it full of deadly poysoned galls . But one man liuing on this spacious Round , From Sols first sight till where his teame is drown'd , In all the Earths large goodly plenteous scope , From Colmogro vnto the Cape of Hope , That God could find to haue an vpright heart , Which from his Loue could not be drawne to start , By ill examples of that froward Race , Which ouerswarm'd ( the World ) in euery place , With Guile , Oppression , Cruelty and Hate , As in this Worke I told you of but late . Him God selects and ( graciously ) culs out , From the rude Rabble of that murdring Rout , Gen. 19. 16 24 , 25 Psal. 34 ▪ 6 , 7 19. 22 Psal. 83. 35. As in the dayes when Sodom was destroy'd , Iust righteous Lot was not at all annoy'd , But well brought forth by Angels safe and sure , Preserued was from their curst hands impure , The harmelesse man may suffer extreme wrong , Amongst those men that are ( perchance ) too strong , In Wealth , Friends , Kindred , Combination , Coate , To draw slye oathes to cut the poore mans throate : Yet this may be a comfort to his soule , For all their tricks and treacherous actions foule , Damn'd Pollicies vnto their vtmost might , Although he fall , he shall not perish quight . So art thou iust in all thy works O God , When the World feeles the burden of thy rod , And heauy weight of thy all powerfull hands , The vpright man still ( at thy mercy ) stands , Although sometimes thou shewst thy hinder part , To let him taste that which his mind thinks tart , Exo. 33. 23 1. Pet. 4. 12 , 13 , 14. Thes. 4. 6 Esay 26. 16 , 17 , 18 , 19 Yet as thy Word in many places saith , Thou dost but try to proue his vtmost faith , And when ( oft-times ) his courage failes and sinkes , As brought neere to their dangerous pits and brinkes , Then dost thou keepe him from their murdring pawer , Base , cruell , curst , deuouring , griping iawes , And full of Loue , compassion , pitty , grace , Vnuailsthy Browes to shew thy glorious Face , ( Ah dearest God ) euen whilst my Muse was working Vpon this Place , how were my foes all lurking About my house , to vndermine my state , With secret traines , close to my dores and gate . But thou didst wake when I was fast asleepe , To make me know that thou dost alwayes keepe , Thy sheepe from danger of a Wolfe most fierce , Which in my bloud ( next to my state ) would pierce Then didst thou giue me at that instant howre , A Vision strange to shew thy secret powre , That in a dreame when once my body wak't , My inward thoughts and all my sences shak't ; But Reason guides and swayes me downe her streame , To make me prize it boue an vsuall dreame . Whereat I went , lockt vp my dores most sure , To keepe me safe from treacherous pawes impure , Which neuer yet in all my life was done , The hatefull lawes of cruell foes to shun ; But ( Heauenly God ) when least I knew ofharme , How did they then about my house all swarme On euery side , with rauing speeches hot , Like Sodomits about the walls of Lot , Gen. 19. 4 , 5 , 9 , 10 , 11. Till thou protectedst broughtst me safely out , From the curst fury of that griping Rout ; Stroke them with blindnesse all like Tygers lay ; While thou conueydst my body sure away , To sound thy prayse , and blaze thy glorious name , To end ( this worke ) to thy renowned fame . So dost thou now to make vs all admire , Thy fauour shewde vnto our reuerent Sire , Descend to Noah the wonder of his Time , When Nemesis vp to thy Throne did clime , To craue iust Vengeance at thy hands for all , The bloud shed , spilt , vpon this spacious Ball , Told him an end of all mens barbarous liues , With the sad fall of their ( incestuous ) Wines , The cruell Race of monstrous Giants great , That like to Wolues ( the flock ) did tare and beate , And wound them so , as now not one was left , Besides himselfe , that from his birth had kept : His mind vnspotted ( Conscience ) cleane and pure , Not tainted , stain'd with euery golden Lure , And euery beast which on the earth doth feede , The fowles of Heauen that in the Aire do breede , With all flesh liuing on this goodly frame , The young and old too tedious heere to name , With those hard hearted which the weake anoyd , Should ( by a floud ) be all of them destroyd , And that himself would ( alter ) turne their glasse , Before a hundred twenty yeeres should passe , Those which repented in that time and space , Should respite haue to find his loue and grace , And all the rest within this boundlesse round , Should then be washt , consum'd away and drown'd . God wills him further to prouide in time , Against the Floud that highest Mounts will clime , And frame an Arke for to secure his life , His children deare and tender hearted wife , From the fell furious raging tide , and streames , Of Neptune ( proud ) that vndermines her seames , To pierce her Ioynts and lay them open all , When blustring waues vpon her sides do fall : ▪ Maesia in Asia minor . Bids him go poast to Maesia land with speed , And fell those Pines which now the world did need , whose wondrous height may dazle all our sight , To see them grow two hundred foot vpright Firme from the ground , and to be parted plaine Into the three parts , and then vnite againe . Tipe of that Church , whose ground was layd by Paul , When three make one and one but all in all . So was the Arke diuided into parts , To amaze the minds of true Religious harts : Three stories high the same was fully fram'd , To hold the sorts of creatures wild and tam'd , Made all of Pine , pitcht both without and in , To suckor none that perisht for their sin : And that the rest as God had iust decreed , The Male and Female in the same should breed , To store the world , replenish it againe With fruite more milde then first the earth did staine . The Arke once fram'd according to the forme That God had layd before the furious storme , Fell crosly forth contrary to the minde , Of those great men , which did the weaker grind : They wondred all at this so huge a frame , Derided , scoft , too bitter here to name , And at the last attempted barbarous rude Their hands polluted all with bloud imbrude : To teare it downe and make it but the scorne To all those men hereafter should be borne ▪ But God aboue perceiuing that their pride , The totall earth on euery side had dide , With crimson gore and that they ment outright , To spoyle his Worke , deface it vtter quight , Powers down his Iudgements , sends those feareful showers That all the Aire i' th instant thunders lowers , With sable clouds , and sulphery flames of fire . Tearing the Heauens , making the World admire : To see the Earth , the Aire , Fire , Waters all , Flock altogether round about this Ball , Ioyne all as one euen in an instant soone , To stop mans breath sending a night at noone ▪ Thatin a Moment all their liues are dround , Their pride much like the Aegyptian army found , That in the Sea vpon the crimson sands , Against Gods sheepe heau'd vp their murdring hands , The Arke protected from their trecherous pawes , Damn'd Enuious fowle base curst deuouring Iawes , Heau'd from the Earth , vpon the Water bides , Secure from hurt , when God her Pilot guides , Triumphant marches , in all stormes it stands , Their vnbeliefe bold impudency brands , With that iust scourge , which if they had repented , All had beene well , his Iudgements staid and stented . Full sixteene hundred complete yeares were ended , And fifty sixe when God in sunder rended , The sable clouds , and made the Waters mount , To drowne the World according to the count , Of all the Hebrewes , glory of the Earth , Whose sacred stories of admired worth , Haue purchast fame , and aye deserued well , Before the rest to beare away the Bell. Heere could I sing th' afflictions , sorrowes , griefe , Vexations , troubles , sundry mischiefes reife : That dayly hapned to Noahs sacred Arke , Tost too and fro as is a little Barke . Vpon the wings of ( enuious ) Eols rage . And some good men within this iron Age , The Surges , Waues , vpon her sides all beate , The sturdy Rocks to split , her wombe do threate , The Sands to choake , the stormes to batter downe , As all the Rest so she her selfe to drowne . But still protected by Gods powerfull hands , Against the streame of all these rubs she stands , And on the Waters Waues , foule mischiefes all , She passes through , and viewes this spacious Ball , Vntill at last she chanst her selfe to ease , From the fell fury of the enuious Seas , Vpon the top of that admired Hill , Ararat . Gen. 8. 4. Whose worthy fame the totall Earth doth fill , As more at large shall be described plaine , In my next Booke , when once ( my peace ) I gaine , Meane time deare Muse , with Noahs sacred Pile , Let vs but stay and rest our selues a while . FINIS .