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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A14590) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 27697) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1825:10) Clasmata H.W. H. W. [21] leaves. s.n., [London : 1640?] Text consists of religious poems in English. Place of imprint suggested by STC (2nd ed.); date of imprint suggested by STC (2nd ed.) and NUC pre-1956 imprints. At bottom of leaf 19: H.W. Ætatis suæ 76, 1636. Lacks signatures at bottom of leaves. Versos of all leaves blank. Reproduction of original in the Henry E. Huntington Library and Art Gallery. eng Poetry, Modern -- 17th century. A14590 S123185 (STC 24904.5). civilwar no Clasmata· H.W. H. W 1640 46 3734 3 0 0 0 0 0 8 B The rate of 8 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the B category of texts with fewer than 10 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-01 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-03 Sampled and proofread 2008-03 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion

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Medice Cura teipsum . WHilest on the Worlds brave Theatre I looke , And Times and Mans Vicissitudes bemoane ; My musing Thoughts in Error grosse I took , That of those bad my self not mended one : For Ills one should be lesse , If I were none . O let me rather my self Rectifie , Then sympathize thus in Antipathie . 'T is true , I lived in the Golden dayes Vnder the Candor of a fulgent Sphaere , Where seldom Sun obscur'd his Brightest Raies : If now it shines not Radiantly so cleare , Or that moe Clowdes or mistie fogges We feare : If I , THOV , HE , return that are estranged , We need not cry O How the World is changed . Estrang'd I meane from HIM that Ruleth All , Both Sun and It s subordinated Starres ; Let I , THOV , HE , before Him prostrate fall , Imploring Him to set in tune the Jarres ; For I , THOV , HE , 't is , all the Fabrik marres . And I , first person of the Three and Worse , Purpose by Grace Divine to change my Course .
Lament. Ierem. 5.21 . Turne us O Lord , and we shall be turned . NOw to begin my change the surest Way , I le use that forme This Prophet us'd before ; Turne me O Lord , that Wholly turne I may : I cannot turne one foot , but wrong goe more ; Thou must both bring me back , and in at dore . THY SELF' 's the Dore , Lord let me in by Thee ▪ And give me all that Thou Commandest me . Some thinke they can convert and turne at pleasure , Repentance is at hand and in ther Power : Poore Adams Sons , what is your weight and measure ? LORD turne Thou me , first , second , and last houre ; If Thou holdst off , Then downe droupe I and lowre . Therefore ( as Austens was ) my Prayer is , Lord DA QVOD JVBES , JVBE then QVODVIS .
Non est Mortale quod opto . THen stay not there , for wishes not availe thee , If but to mortall Glory thou aspire ; Sauns Fortitude and Labour They will faile thee : Immortall is ten thousand Grees yet higher , Who aymes at that shrinks not at blood nor fier . Clog not thy self for this lives brevitie , But spend thy spirits for Eternitie . Nugas Luge . NOw mourn my cheerfull Heart , abandon mirth , It makes my Mind more triviall then ought . The sapid speech that hath a pleasant birth Sowreth by night ( me thinks , ) and savours nought : That Sweetly lasteth , which is Sober wrought . Gravely passe time , Thou wert not merry born : Mourn in thy life , thou mayst not dye to mourn .
To one that asked why he oft times was so sad . Nunquam minus tristis quam cum pertristis . MY Fancies driv'n and snared in a Toyle , My Mind within as Lady Empresse sits , But Metorlike , They whirle and keep a coile , And are too nimble for my swiftest wits , Turning my calme Thoughts , into flashing fits : My Theories doth Sadnesse safest keep ; My Mind works best when Sence and Fancie sleep . Nor is 't a Paradox , for mark thine Eye , Thine Eare , thine Hand , thy dainty Tast and Smelling ; How ev'ry object meeting to complie Its proper sence , in Fancie sets a swelling , Right reason Wildly to and fro dispelling , Most in their strength is both my Mind and wit , When most of Sence and Fancies vigour quit . Vita petit mortem repetit quia mors mihi vitam . LIght heart , my life ( more then I like ) makes longer , Nor sad hart shortens much , the strings are stronger : Then live , but dayly dye , that so deaths hower May be ( when 't comes ) than sweetest life , lesse sower . I will not digge for Death , but life so carry , That I for Death , not Death for me shall tarry . Faxit Deus .
Homo Microcosmus . AM I a little World , what is my Fraught ? Pride , Folly , Lusts , Humours , and surging Broiles , Changes , Chances , Purpose , and Project naught : Plenty , Want , Sorrowes , Pleasures , Ease , and Toyles ; Honours , Disgrace , Conquests , Contempt , and Foiles . Thus balast is This little World for store , As is the Great , though in the greatnesse more . But Piety , Love , Wisedome , Grace , and Peace ; Sanctity , true Glory , Vertue Divine : Fulnesse of Ioy , which needeth no increase . High Felicities , never that Decline , Are of the Christall World , Are not of mine . LORD Almoner of Heaven , Deale me Thy Dole , Some pieces Heere as Symbols of the Whole .
Periculum probat . SOme Boast afore-hand Confidence in God In times of troubles , and their Great distresse , How quietly They will embrace His Rodde ; And beare all Crosses stoutly do professe : Be not to Bold , I thought my self no lesse . So Peter on his Courage set a * * Etiam si moriar &c. Mat. 26.35 . price , 'Till Chantecler had checkt him once or twice . In Calmes no Cares , No Trialls where no Crosses ; Jobs messengers when they beset thee round , When Storms within , Tempests without thee tosses . If then in peace Thou manly stand'st thy Ground , Thou giv'st some proof , thy Faith and Hope is sound . Lord Awe me in my largest Liberties , Thou maist enlarge my straightest miseries . What i' st to know how to abound or want Philipp . 4.11.12 . More then to be all ONE in Cases all ? In Plenty not to full , in Need content ; This tott'ring World gives not That man a fall : For as he was he is , and so he shall . For in each Change , by Christ he holdeth fast , O Lord ( though late , ) Now teach me This at last .
Vpon sad tydings . Ecce me , faciat mihi pro ut bonum videtur in occulis suis . Sam. 2 , 15.26 . BEsieg'd with Troupes of feares as with an Hoaste , Tumults of Thoughts Irrushing on my mind : Plagues of ill Happs posting from ev'ry Coast ; Like blustring Storms , more comming , more behind . And when no End , nor hope of End I find : I say as He who in the like Case stood , LORD Here I am , Doe with me what think'st good . Video meliora proboque , Deteriora sequor . DImme-sighted man Canst see and not avoide ? Cloze up those eyes that lead thy foot awry ; Those Carnall Sights leave not till all be stroyde , And in their Roome get one Spirituall Eye ; One Single Heart , which may with it Complie . Then look thine Heart keep clean , and clear thy sight , So shalt thou see , approve , and follow Right .
Remember me my GOD for This , Nehemiah 13.22 . MY GOD saith Nehemie Remember me : I dare not call GOD ( mine ) my Soules's afraid , Yet I have found GOD Good in my degree ; As largely Good as he that ( My GOD ) sayd , Why then to cry My GOD am I dysmaid ? I cannot say Remember me for This , That This makes odde between my Case and His . Josua 14.15 , in versus calce . Iosue Protesteth he would serve the LORD , Though none else would , yet He and His alone : Exhorteth All in generall accord ; He with the first Contendeth to be one , And in GODS Courts will Second be to none , Place of precedence in Iosues Condition , Strive for in GODS Name , 'T is a safe Ambition .
The love of GOD to Man . MAn more then Angels Thou didst love O LORD , Thou talk'st with him when he did disobey : Thou threwst Them downe , vouchsafst Them not a Word , But chain'd Them up untill the Iudgement day . The Man Thou chid'st , but sav'dst another way . O Depth of Mercy to this Man of Dust , When to those Angells Thou wert onely Iust. O GOD what 's Man , whom Thou didst so Regard ? Thou mad'st Him twice ( as 't were ) to make him sure , Renewd'st Thine Image He so fowly mar'de : Stampt in Thy self that so It mought endure , Wert Man Thy self that Manhood mought be pure . Thus GOD the Man sets full at Libertie , Steps in his stead , And is his Suerty . O Second person in the Trinity , Lord Jesus Christ , the Horn of our Salvation ; That wroughst in Man by Theoanthropie , More Integrall then at his first Creation : Keep me within the Tower of that Station . Then stronger mine shal be then Adams Case , For He stood by himself , I stand by Grace . Deo Gloria .
Tremor Cordis . THine Holinesse , O GOD , I apprehending , And Iustice so Exact for least Transgression : How Thou from Heav'n threw'st Angels down offending . And cast out Man from Paradise his Session , O then my Soule comes trembling to Confession . I am a Lump of Sinne , not one spot free , All over sinfull , what becomes of me . Recording then Thy self becam'st a man , And wer 't made Sinne for Mans sinnes Expiation ; Didst die for Sinne in Sinners Roome : O than 'Gainst Devil and Hell I get Refocillation . And calling Faith to this high Admiration , Beleeve GOD made Himself a Man to Dye For Greatest Sinners , Sinners such as I.
Spiritus , ubi vult spirat . WHat 's Spirit Spirit is , what 's Flesh is Flesh , Thou Breathest where thou please , O Holy Breath . GOD breathed Life at first , Breath Thou afresh : Else all Life long I do but live in Death . So is all Life , ( but what 's from The ) Beneath . Draw me O GOD to CHRIST , O Draw me still , Me-thinks I come like one against his Will . Etiam Pater , quia Tibi ita placuit , Math. 11.26 , et Luke 10.21 . EV'n so O Father , for it pleas'd Thee so , The Sonne of GOD on GODS own Will doth rest : The Sonnes of Men will farder Reasons know , As though GODS Will of Reasons were not Best ; Cause of first Cause Thou seek'st to have exprest . For still thou sayst There 's Reason of that Will , Be 't so : But farre beyond thy Reach and Skill .
Luke 21.19 . Possesse your Soules in Patience . THy Soule in Patience labour to possesse , The LORD His own Disciples Counsail'd so . This fluctuant World is busie more ore lesse By change or chance to machinat thy woe ; Tumbling thy best Endeavours to and fro . To Patience then Lay Anchor in Her Roade , Then Let thy Ship float where it will abroad . O Sonne of GOD that wer't the Sonne of man , Poorest of All , Yet Lord of Allwert borne , First laid in Cratch , so basely life began ; Hunted by Herod , felt the Scourge and scorn , Thy shoulders bare the Crosse , Thy Head the Thorn . O CHRIST ( whose patience did more encrease : In most Extremes , ) Binde me unto Thy Peace .
I will shew mercy , on whom J will shew mercy . Exod. 33.19 . THou wilt shew mercy , Lord , on whom thou wilt . Remember me then in Thy mercies Will , And though most Monstrous be my Sin and guilt My Pardon shall with Glory , mercy fill , Mong'st Those Thou pardon'st , Lord , then me imbill To put my name into Thy Mercy-rolles Above the third Heavens Mercy it extolls . IVstice as Great as Mercy is . How than ? Thy Iustice , LORD , Thy Sonne hath fully paid ; ( GOD answers GOD , No man nor Angel can ) And in His Blood hath all my Score defraid And doth quite claime what can by Law be laid . Then Thou O GOD maist seale my Pardon sure , Iustice and Mercy Both kept Even and pure .
Come unto me All ye that are laden , And I will refresh you , Math. 11.28 . LAden ( O LORD ) laden I am with Sinne , The heaviest Weight that ever Earth did beare : Crusht down without , contunded more within ; Nothing but Wrath and Horrour doth appeare ; My trembling Soule in shivers shakes for feare . I come to Thee , thus laden ( LORD ) thus broken , Ease me , as in Thy Gospell Thou hast spoken . Luke 10.34 . O deere Samaritane Binde up my Wounds , My Soules Soare runneth like a Rotten Boile : In Thee such Vertue and such Grace abounds , As Thou canst heale me with a Drop of Oile , Poure it into me and my Soule assoile . Thy Blood 's the Oyle , LORD Bathe me in that Vnction , And wash me cleane * * * Heb. 9 , 14.15 , & 10 , 12.14 . It is Thy Blessed function
How unsearchable are the Judgemens of GOD , and His Wayes past finding out , . Romanes 11.33 GOD drowns the World , yet spareth Noe and his , Esau He hates , But Iacob dearely loveth : Who dares find fault or Reason aske of this ? If He rejecteth me and thee approveth ; I le silence keepe , for so it me behooveth . Submit thy self to GODS own Sacred Will , Not medling , Why He sends here Good there Ill. And ( for no Angell dares make Indagation Into GODS Arke , where His close Counsailes lye : ) Get thou a Copy of thine own Salvation . Why others shall not study not to prie , GOD can and Will His own Wayes Iustifie . What thou must learn is wrot in GODS own Story , What is conceal'd , is seal'd up to his Glory . I nothing LORD deserve but wrath and Ire , ( Let not my Humblings make me worse to fare : ) Most Iust of all must Mercy needs Require , And Me most vile , if Thou beest pleas'd to spare ? What 's He that murmer 'gainst that Mercy dare . Quit me O CHRIST , no more but speak the Word , For of thy Mercies Thou Thy Self art LORD .
His Soules phancie . IF that my Catyffe Soule did walk on Ground , And visibly were from the body known ; Which GOD at first Infus'd so purely Sound : Now by my flesh so vild and loathsome grown , My Phancy is , GOD could not know his own . Expurge ( O CHRIST ) my Soules fowle Inquination , Then GOD againe will know His owne Creation . His Soules comfort , Math. 18.21 , & Luke 17.4 . NOt seav'n , but seav'nty seav'n times Peter shall Forgive his Brother by His Masters Will ; And if seav'n times a day he sinnes , and call Seav'n times for pardon , he must pardon still . When all Hopes flag ▪ This Hope ( LORD ) mounts the Hill . Thou wilt forgive as oft , and much more too , Then what Thou bidst Thy Servant Peter doe . His Soules Rest . Deus Tranquillus tranquillat omnia . IF Thou bee'st pleas'd O GOD to be at peace , With Thy poore Creature , in Thy Blessed Sonne ; Then shall my Faintings , Doubts , and Terrors cease , And Combat with that Horrid Hoast be done , And towards Heav'n my Soule walk safely on . Speak peace then LORD , and Resecat by Grace , My fleshly fetters that Implex my pace .
Or despisest thou the Riches of His Mercy that leadeth thee to Repentance , . Rom. 2.4 ☞ WHo not observes how by Sweet Mercies side Iustice close standeth , gyrded with its Sword ; May sodenly into Presumption slide : Daunger of Daungers all , to be abhor'd ; As which Indulgence , to all Sinnes affor'd . Mercy Right weigh'd , Repentance doth begin ; Not Right , a Torrent opens unto Sinne . Not to Repent , and Mercy to despice , Seemes by this Text to Me , to goe as One : If Mercy doth from True Repentance rise , Where no Repentance , Mercy can be none : Those wofull Privatives goe not alone . Who Mercy seekes , and Paenitence exclude , Plainly Himself , And would his GOD delude , Repentance seemes in Order first in place , Mercy in Nature doth praecede before : LORD , Both at once flow freely from Thy Grace ; And Both at once , my Soule on knees Implore , Repentance That , Repentance neede no more , And Mercy That , I so converted be , * * Luke 15.7 . In Heaven The Angels may Rejoyce for me .
Lent . ☞ IF all the sinnes , all Sinners , did Confesse , Were to mine Eares ( to lessen mine ) propounded ; As much in weight , And not in number lesse ▪ Confesse I must , though therefore were Confounded ; Yea ( LORD ) sins I know not , Thou knowst'd abounded . Not one as I , his dayes have so mispent : Confession must begin first part of Lent . Now , could I sterve my lusts so proud within , Barre Adams out , And CHRIST my LORD retayne ; Worlds Courses leave , and Hav'n on Earth begin : Temperance unto my Profession chayne , For my Soules Health Surfets in Sinne , restraine . Through Faith in pure Conscience , Repent ; Then acted is the second part of Lent . THe least of these ( LORD ) is not in my power , Onely from Grace proceed both Will and action : I can Confesse , cannot amend an hower ; Begin perhaps , assoone begun , a Fraction : Soule and Soules faculties , all , in distraction . LORD , what I ought to do , and what 's not done , Set it on him did Do for me , thy Sonne . H. W. Aetatis sua 76 , 1626.
Jud. 14. Ecce venit Dominus . &c. Behold the Lord cometh with ten Thousand of His Saints to Judgement . THat Heav'nly CHOIRE ô Christ that at thy Birth Did sing ( aloft , ) Glory to God on Hie , Mercy and Peace ( Below ) to men on Earth ; Shall at thy second coming change their Cry , Sounding with Trumpet Judgement through the skye . And shake as with a mighty Rush of Thunder , Foudations of the VNIVERSE , a sunder . Lord , All Thou do'st is just , and Just is Good , Thine Agents , Angels are Caelestiall : Though Wicked Ones may murmur in their Mood , And Cruelty Thy pure Justice Call , Imprecating Mountaines on them to fall ; For what Eye can in Thy Great day of Doome Behold that MAIESTY wherein Thou Come ? Or what strong Words can Blazon Thine Assize ? Act. 2.19 , 20. The Starres shall fall , the Heav'ns shall melt away , All Living must stand forth , All Dead must rise ; The Sunne grow dark , Moone turn to blood that day : Fire , vapours , Smoake , All over feare and fray . Yet ( Lord ) in all this Horrour , Flame and Dread , Thou Bid'st Th' ELECT to lift up then their Head . The HOMOLOGIE . Luke 21.28 . POore is my knowledge , But I Aym'd to know , My Realls are yet lesser then mine Art : The Theorie Infatuats me so , I playd the Trevant in the practique part , O Lord forgive , And Innovate mine Heart To know , and know to doe , and not to looke , To be sav'd so , as Felons by their Booke . Absit .
Mary Magdalen , Luke 7.38 . ad finem usque . IN Magdalens Heart there a Limbeck was , Distil'd her Sinnes into a flood of Teares ; Which got her Pardon in such Termes to passe As her LORDS Mercies in the FULL appeares , To comfort all poore Sinners Hearts and Eares : His feet Shee washt in Paenitentiall water , Her Memory is blest for ever after . My stony Heart no Teares can melt nor bruise , O Thou That out of Stones canst Children raise To Abraham , Thy Souppling Grace Infuse Into my Soule , I may my latter Dayes ( THOSE PAST O PERDON ) treade in straighter wayes : So may with MARY whole on CHRIST Repose , And with those Words these papers up I cloze . FINIS .
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